Xiang Yang's University

Hua Zi received a group of unusual guests today.

She had worked at the Changsheng Hotel for over two years and had never encountered anything like this.

Hua Zi was the operator of elevator number two in the hotel. This was the only elevator that went up to the 26th-floor presidential suite.

And the people going to the presidential suite today were a bit strange.

A steady stream of young women, in their early twenties, were entering, all wearing matching pink-trimmed black robes

. Hua Zi recognized the robes; they were graduation gowns from Chang Jung Christian University, which was located nearby. Every June, some students would stroll around the area wearing them. When Hua Zi passed the university gates on her way home from work, she always saw men and women posing for photos.

These women seemed to be graduates.

But what were they going to the suite for?

If the university had rented the hotel's presidential suite for an official event, she couldn't possibly not know.

Hua Zi had noticed the first pair of women when they entered the elevator. She hadn't expected these two university students to go to that room—after all, the Changsheng Hotel was a five-star hotel, located on one of the busiest streets in this megacity. "

Trouble, 26th floor," the shorter woman said to Hua Zi.

"Junting, does Yangzi still not know?" the taller girl asked her companion. She had delicate features and a narrow face, and her tall stature even drew a silent admiration from Hua Zi. Although he had seen countless women due to his work, such a beautiful woman was still rare. "

Don't worry, he doesn't know. This is definitely a super surprise," said the shorter girl. She had long, jet-black hair, and her smile revealed a mature charm. "Look at us, he'll never have this experience again in his life."

The two girls laughed.

At first, Hua Zi thought they were waiting for a man named Yangzi. However, later, groups of two or three girls dressed identically went up to the 26th floor.

What were they going to the presidential suite for? Hua Zi was somewhat confused. The two girls might have gone up to see a wealthy man—perhaps named Yangzi—after all, it wasn't uncommon for rich men to keep two female college students as mistresses these days. But even the richest man couldn't keep so many women… Could Yangzi be a middleman?

Ding! The elevator doorbell pulled Hua Zi back to reality. But what she saw only deepened her confusion.

Two more girls in black robes entered!

Trouble, 26th floor.

The elevator started moving. Hua Zi glanced at the two women out of the corner of her eye. Although they were dressed identically, their ages seemed vastly different: one was voluptuous, her curves barely concealed by the loose robe, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, carrying a professional handbag, exuding an air of sophistication. The other girl was different, with a childlike face, carrying a Hello Kitty handbag, seemingly not yet an adult.

Suddenly, the mature woman's handbag fell to Hua Zi's feet.

Out of professional habit, Hua Zi immediately squatted down to pick it up. When she looked up, she saw the other girl also bending down to reach for it. Hua Zi's gaze then fell on the loose neckline of the girl's robe.

Startled, Hua Zi quickly turned her head away.

This girl wasn't wearing anything under her robe!

Hua Zi's fleeting glance had caught a glimpse of the girl's full breasts, and the dark areolas and nipples hidden in the shadows.

Hua Zi remembered what the girl named Jun Ting had said: "Look, we're all dressed the same."

Dressed the same!

Could it be that the groups of girls who came in earlier, including the two in the elevator now, were wearing nothing underneath their robes?

Hua Zi's mind flashed back to the scene of the girls opening their robes and leaning back on the luxurious sofa in the presidential suite…

She felt her face burning.

Chapter One: Memories Within Memories

The sun blazed down.

Xu Qi walked along the bustling street. Her destination was the Changsheng Hotel.

She was wearing women's casual sandals, with only a black robe over her body. Her nipples were being rubbed by the cheap fabric of the robe.

She felt very uncomfortable, but after a few steps, she was ashamed to find that they were starting to protrude. Xu Qi blushed and quickened her pace.

A hot breeze blew in from under the robe, and her naked lower body felt a chill—it was already a little damp.

Whether it was sweat or…

Xu Qi's mind flashed back to that night three and a half years ago. She sat in Xiang Yang's computer chair, hugging her knees, eyes wide, as if she had discovered the most astonishing secret on earth.

That year, she had just turned 18.

"You…really with Senior Sister Yu Yu…?"

Xiang Yang sat in the armchair next to her, smiling helplessly. "

Oh my god…" Xu Qi abruptly shoved her feet back to the ground. "You and our class teacher…although you're not that much older, this kind of teacher-student relationship…

at Changrong University, the undergraduate class teacher is actually the newly admitted master's student.

" Xiang Yang shook his head. "There's no teacher-student relationship." His voice was deep and steady, with a hint of magnetism, inspiring a subtle sense of trust.

"Oh? No teacher-student relationship? Is it just a lack of love…?" Xu Qi mouthed the words, too embarrassed to say them aloud.

But Xiang Yang nodded. "Yes, basically that's it." "I didn't expect that either."

Xu Qi's curiosity was further piqued. What exactly happened? How did you two…get together? She originally wanted to use the word "flirting," but why hadn't she noticed anything after being in the same class for so long?

Xiang Yang sighed: "That's a long story..."

Chapter Two: Yu Yu's Narrative

My name is Xiang Yang, a first-year undergraduate student at Changrong University. Today is the day for registration. I received a notice saying that we would have our first class meeting in Room 302 on the first floor of the teaching building.

I thought all class teachers were white-haired, or at least professors with aged faces. But I didn't expect my class teacher to be so young and beautiful. Later I learned that university class teachers don't have the same role as those in primary and secondary schools, and she was just a master's student.

She said her name was Yu Yu, Yu Qiuyu, which means "autumn." I don't like Yu Qiuyu, but I like her. Her oval face, small nose, small face, smooth skin, and proper manners.

In my mind, I pictured her naked body, snow-white skin, smooth body, sexy hair under her armpits and between her legs, and a pair of perfectly sized breasts...

Enough, enough. Xu Qi interrupted me, "If you say any more, I'll get goosebumps. I have no interest in hearing your filthy thoughts, okay?" Hurry up and get to the point!

...Okay.

As I was staring at Yu Yu in my daydreams, my view was suddenly blocked by a tall figure in front of me. "

Hello everyone, my name is Zou Yuan." I looked up at the figure—a tall, beautiful woman with big eyes.

So, the self-introduction session had already begun. I barely heard what they said before.

And so, my first class meeting in college was spent in daydreaming.

But this was just the beginning. I started trying to get closer to Yu Yu. Although I didn't have any ulterior motives at the time, I still intentionally or unintentionally sought opportunities to get to know her. So, I would occasionally text her to ask her some academic questions. We talked a lot. Later, she lent me her books, asking me to go to her dorm to get them.

Graduate dorms are definitely better than undergraduate dorms. Undergraduates share rooms with six people, bunk beds, a shared bathroom, and a communal shower. But graduate students share rooms with two people, a bunk bed with a desk underneath, and a private bathroom. There's also no curfew. I often went to her room to borrow books, returning them after I finished. Sometimes we chatted, and I learned she didn't have a boyfriend then, and that her roommate was her classmate in graduate school, named He Ying. She encouraged me to study literature like them.

Two or three weeks passed like this. One day she asked me to help move some furniture to her dorm. After I carried the things up, drenched in sweat, I noticed the weather had changed; rain was pouring down, and a strong gust of wind blew her clothes that were drying on the balcony down to the 10th floor.

Ignoring her protests, I rushed downstairs to the street and retrieved the clothes, getting soaked myself in the process. "

Go take a shower first, or you'll catch a cold," she said. "I'll dry your clothes for you." Yu Yu slipped a dry towel under the bathroom door and handed it to me, then took my wet clothes out.

I had no clothes to wear after showering, so I wrapped the towel around my lower body, and she lent me her robe. We sat at her desk chatting.

Later, she told me that she had seen me naked that day and felt the same kind of urge I had for her during the class meeting. "

And then you two..." Xu Qi interrupted me hastily.

"Not so fast!" I waved my hand impatiently. Nothing happened that day; I went home after the rain stopped. Another week passed, it was almost October, but the weather was getting hot again. That afternoon, I returned the book I had finished reading to her and bought two cold drinks.

I noticed she was wearing lipstick that day. Her lips were small, with a stubborn cuteness. After chatting for a while, I felt an urge rising within me, and I became distracted. I half-heartedly continued her conversation. At

some point, we ran out of things to say, just silently looking at each other.

I snapped back to reality, staring at her bright red lips, my heart pounding.

The room was quiet. I could hear her breathing, faint but rapid.

So I kissed her.

She actually closed her eyes.

But when my lips touched her red lips, she resisted and turned her head to one side.

I chased her lips and slipped my tongue into her mouth.

"Mmm..." she let out a soft moan. I hugged her, holding her arms tightly. She was a step too slow to push me away. We kissed

for a long time before we let go, both of us panting.

After only three seconds, I moved my lips to her smooth neck, and she began to moan softly. Her body struggled in my arms.

"No..." she said. At this moment, my left hand was still holding her body, while my right hand had already slipped inside her clothes, gently stroking her soft back.

She suddenly jerked away, shaking off my left hand. But I immediately sealed her lips with mine, sucking on her tongue. My right hand held her tightly, while my left hand, through her clothes, pressed against her breasts and began to knead them clockwise.

She let out another soft moan, her body tensed, and then went limp.

I reached up with my right hand and unhooked her bra.

Yu Yu's eyes suddenly changed from dazed to terrified, and I felt the soft flesh between my right and left sides tighten.

Her freed hands pressed against my shoulders, trying to push me away, but she had no strength.

My graduate school advisor, Yu Yu, was pinned to the chair by my body, her legs trapped between mine.

She was wearing a blue knee-length skirt that day.

I continued kissing her, sucking on her tongue, while my left hand slipped inside her clothes.

At that moment, Yu Yu was about to slap me hard with her right hand, but my left hand reached under her armpit, stroking her armpit hair.

She trembled all over, her hand only lightly patting my face.

When she tried to slap me a second time, I had already lifted her t-shirt and bra. Her snow-white skin and rosy areolas were exposed to the air.

Smack!

She finally hit me; my left cheek burned, but I didn't stop.

After my lips left hers, I took her left breast into my mouth. At the same time, I held her hands with both of mine, preventing her from moving.

Ah… she moaned. I felt her nipple swell in my mouth. I continued to tease it with my tongue.

Ah… Xiang Yang… this won't do… ah… we are teacher and student… her breathing became heavier and heavier, her body twisting more and more violently.

I anticipated her most excited state, and a second before that, I pulled away from her nipple and looked directly at her.

Her cries stopped abruptly.

Because we are teacher and student, senior sister, Teacher Yu, please educate me properly!

I kissed her lips again, which were trying to open, and placed my left hand on her breast, spreading saliva all over it.

She broke free from my mouth:

…but… the door isn't closed properly… she said breathlessly, her half-naked breasts rising and falling.

I pressed my mouth against her left breast again, lifted her up from the chair, and carried her towards the door.

At this moment, she was humming, but her body stopped resisting, letting me move her around.

Chapter Three: Copying the Cat

Xu Qi's eyes widened, and her breathing became noticeably rapid. Hug? How could she hug him while… um…

Xiang Yang chuckled inwardly.

He knew his prey was about to take the bait.

He decided to strike.

While Xu Qi was still lost in her erotic fantasies, Xiang Yang's figure flew towards her like an arrow.

Ah! Xu Qi cried out in surprise, finding herself being lifted up by the waist.

Xiang Yang held her waist with both hands, lifting her above his head, his face facing her chest.

Put me down! Xu Qi cried out, pouting, her hands desperately pounding on Xiang Yang's shoulders.

She tried to twist her body, but he held her firmly in his strong arms.

Xiang Yang's shoulder muscles echoed heavily; he remained unmoved, simply looking up at Xu Qi.

That's it. He said slowly.

Xu Qi stared fiercely at Xiang Yang's face.

Xiang Yang had thick eyebrows, small but sharp and bright eyes. A chiseled face, and a striking buzz cut.

Although he wasn't handsome, Xu Qi was somewhat dazed, her gaze softening.

Xiang Yang put her down.

Want to know what happened next?

Chapter Four: The First Time

Yu Yu had never foreseen such a situation.

Her gold-rimmed glasses still sat on her delicate nose, but her body on the wooden chair was completely naked, her legs spread wide, dangling limply to the ground, her underwear hanging from her left ankle.

Her heart was pounding. The last time she could remember beating this fast was when she first took off her shirt in front of her ex-boyfriend.

Between her legs was a naked man, diligently working on her genitals.

Ever since she saw his well-proportioned muscles that rainy day, Xiang Yang had become one of Yu Yu's fantasies.

Although she would imagine his naked body while masturbating at night, she never thought it would actually happen…

Yu Yu wasn't a traditional girl. Although she'd only had one boyfriend during her undergraduate years, they'd already slept together. However, since their breakup in college, she hadn't touched another man.

Now she'd met another man, a man several years younger than her. She knew it was just physical temptation. They weren't, and couldn't possibly, have a romantic relationship.

But the physical temptation was irresistible…

Just now, when Xiang Yang stared at her blankly, Yu Yu's heart pounded. Deep down, a wicked desire lured her, hoping he would pounce on her like a beast, tear off her clothes, and forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina. So, when Xiang Yang actually kissed her, her reason surrendered without much struggle.

Xiang Yang used his left index and middle fingers to separate Yu Yu's labia, gently teasing the soft pink flesh inside with his tongue. He felt Yu Yu's hands grip his hair tightly.

He gently inserted his right middle finger into Yu Yu's wet flesh and began to thrust.

Yu Yu felt her mons pubis burning, gushing out streams of heat that traveled along her nerves to her throat, pressing against her and causing her to moan softly.

Her nipples stood erect, and her delicate toes curled up. Her buttocks involuntarily lifted, instinctively drawing her clitoris closer to Xiang Yang's tongue.

But Xiang Yang skillfully circled the soft flesh around her clitoris, sometimes sucking on her labia minora, intensifying Yu Yu's pleasure, yet leaving her unable to release it.

Each time his middle finger withdrew from her vagina, fluid flowed down his fingertip, onto his palm, and onto the wooden chair.

Finally, Yu Yu's body began to twitch slightly.

The time had come.

Xiang Yang suddenly took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue sweeping rapidly, while simultaneously inserting his right ring finger into her vagina, the two fingers pressing against the vaginal wall, vibrating rapidly.

Yu Yu felt her lower body explode, the shockwave stiffening her entire body. She could no longer control her throat and let out a long howl.

She felt herself soaked, tears streaming down her face, saliva dripping down her neck. Worse still, she realized she couldn't hold back her urge to urinate.

A stream of urine sprayed onto Xiang Yang's neck.

This orgasm… she had never experienced before…

After what seemed like an eternity, her body slumped back into the chair, panting heavily.

The man stood up.

Yu Yu opened her eyes; Xiang Yang was bent over, staring at her flushed, burning cheeks.

"Ha… ha… I… you… are amazing…" Yu Yu gasped for breath. Her glasses were still perched on her nose.

Xiang Yang gently removed them. "Teacher, you just climaxed."

Hearing the word "teacher," Yu Yu's face inexplicably flushed again.

She said slowly, "You naughty boy, you've done a lot of bad things before, haven't you?"

Xiang Yang just smiled and continued looking at her.

Yu Yu pressed her hand against Xiang Yang's left cheek, where the handprint from when she hit him remained. Her hand slowly moved down, from his neck to his chest, caressing the man's thick muscles. "

I've never done this before, this is my first time. My ex-boyfriends didn't like the smell there, they thought it was dirty.

" "Have you ever given him oral sex?"

"Yes, he liked it."

"Don't you have the right to think it's dirty?" Xiang Yang asked.

Yu Yu smiled and slapped his forehead. "Kiss me, Xiang Yang."

Xiang Yang lowered his head and took her lips into his mouth. At the same time, his penis was already close to Yu Yu's mons pubis. "

I'm going in, teacher."

Another wave of shame rose from Yu Yu

's body, but it quickly turned into pleasure as his hard rod thrust into her vagina. Yu Yu's mouth and lips were ignited at the same time. She whimpered, her tongue frantically intertwining with Xiang Yang's, her arms wrapped around his neck. Her plump thighs also lifted up, opened, and then clamped onto Xiang Yang's strong back muscles.

The flimsy wooden chair creaked and groaned, the frequency increasing. Accompanied by the sounds of their genitals rubbing together and releasing their juices.

Outside the window, sunlight dappled through the trees as Xu Qi and her roommates Feng Xixuan and Ma Wei walked past their dormitory building. She certainly never imagined that the very manhood that would later drive her mad was being ravaged by another woman in the very building she was walking past.

Hua Zi had received a group of unusual guests today.

She had worked at the Changsheng Hotel for over two years and had never encountered anything like this.

Hua Zi was the operator of the hotel's elevator number two. Only this elevator went up to the 26th-floor presidential suite.

And the people going to the presidential suite today were strange.

They were young women, in their early twenties, wearing matching pink-trimmed black robes

. Hua Zi recognized the robes; they were graduation gowns from Changrong University, which was nearby. Every June, some students would stroll around the area wearing them. When Hua Zi passed the university gates after work, she always saw men and women posing for photos.

These women seemed to be graduates.

But what were they doing in the suite?

If the university had rented the hotel's presidential suite for an official event, she couldn't possibly not know.

Hua Zi had noticed the first pair of girls entering the elevator. She hadn't expected these two college students to go to that room—after all, the Changsheng Hotel was a five-star hotel, located on one of the busiest streets in this megacity. "

26th floor, please," the shorter girl said to Hua Zi.

"Jun Ting, does Yang Zi not know yet?" the taller girl asked her companion. She had delicate features and a narrow face, and her tall stature even drew a silent admiration from Hua Zi. Although she had seen countless women due to her work, such a beautiful woman was still rare.

"Don't worry, he doesn't know. This is definitely a super surprise," the shorter girl said. She had long, black hair, and her smile revealed a mature charm. "Look at us, he'll never have this experience again in his life."

The two girls laughed.

At first, Hua Zi thought they were waiting for a man named Yang Zi. However, later, groups of girls dressed in similar attire went up to the 26th floor.

What were they going to the presidential suite for? Hua Zi was somewhat confused. The two girls might have gone up to see a wealthy man—perhaps named Yang Zi—after all, it's not uncommon for rich men to keep two female college students as mistresses these days. But even the richest man couldn't possibly keep so many girls… Could Yang Zi be a middleman?

*Ding!* The elevator doorbell pulled Hua Zi back to reality. But what she saw only made her more confused.

Two more girls in black robes entered!

Trouble, 26th floor.

The elevator started moving. Hua Zi glanced at the two women out of the corner of her eye. Although they were dressed the same, their ages seemed vastly different: one was voluptuous, her curves barely concealed by the loose robe, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, carrying a professional handbag, exuding an air of a wealthy woman. The other girl was different, with a childlike face, carrying a Hello Kitty handbag, seemingly not yet an adult.

Suddenly, the mature woman's handbag fell to Hua Zi's feet.

Out of professional habit, Hua Zi immediately squatted down to pick it up. When she looked up, she saw the other girl also bending down to reach for it. So Huazi's gaze fell on the neckline of the girl's loose robe.

Hua Zi was startled and quickly turned her head away.

This girl wasn't wearing anything under her robe!

Hua Zi's fleeting glance had caught a glimpse of the girl's full breasts, and the dark areolas and nipples hidden in the shadows.

Hua Zi remembered what the girl named Jun Ting had said: "Look, we're all dressed the same."

Dressed the same!

Could it be that the groups of girls who came in earlier, including the two in the elevator now, were wearing nothing underneath their robes?

Hua Zi's mind flashed back to the scene of the girls opening their robes and leaning back on the luxurious sofa in the presidential suite…

She felt her face burning.

Chapter One: Memories Within Memories

The sun blazed down.

Xu Qi walked along the bustling street. Her destination was the Changsheng Hotel.

She wore women's casual sandals and only a black robe. Her nipples were chafed by the cheap fabric of the robe.

She felt very uncomfortable, but after a few steps, she was ashamed to find that they were starting to protrude. Xu Qi blushed and quickened her pace.

A hot breeze blew in from under her robe, and her naked lower body felt a chill—it was already a little damp.

She didn't know if it was sweat or…

Xu Qi's mind flashed back to that night three and a half years ago. She sat in Xiang Yang's computer chair, hugging her knees, her eyes wide, as if she had discovered the most astonishing secret on earth.

That year, she had just turned 18.

"You…really with Senior Sister Yu Yu…?"

Xiang Yang sat in the armchair next to her, smiling helplessly.

"Oh my god…" Xu Qi abruptly shoved her feet back to the ground. "You and our class teacher…although there's not much of an age difference, this kind of teacher-student relationship…

at Changrong University, the undergraduate class teacher is actually the newly admitted master's student that year.

" Xiang Yang shook his head. "There's no teacher-student relationship." His voice was deep and slightly magnetic, inspiring a subtle sense of trust.

"Oh? No teacher-student relationship? Is it just a lack of love…" Xu Qi mouthed the words, too embarrassed to say them aloud.

But Xiang Yang nodded. "Yes, basically that's it." "I didn't expect that either."

Xu Qi's curiosity was further piqued. What exactly happened? How did you two... get together? She wanted to use the word "flirt," but why hadn't she noticed anything after being in the same class for so long?

Xiang Yang sighed: It's a long story...

Chapter Two: Yu Yu's Narrative

My name is Xiang Yang, a first-year undergraduate student at Changrong University. Today is the day for registration. I received a notice saying that we would have our first class meeting in Room 302 on the first floor of the teaching building.

I thought class teachers were all white-haired, or at least professors with aged faces. But I didn't expect my class teacher to be so young and beautiful. Later I learned that university class teachers don't have the same role as those in primary and secondary schools, and she was just a master's student.

She said her name was Yu Yu, Yu Qiuyu, which means "autumn." I don't like Yu Qiuyu, but I like her. Her oval face, small nose, small face, smooth skin, and proper speech.

In my mind, I pictured her naked body, snow-white skin, smooth body, sexy hair under her armpits and between her legs, and a pair of perfectly sized breasts...

Enough, enough. Xu Qi interrupted me, "If you keep talking, I'll get goosebumps. I have no interest in your filthy thoughts, okay? Get to the point!

" ...Okay.

As I was staring at Yu Yu in my fantasies, my view was suddenly blocked by a tall figure in front of me. "

Hello everyone, my name is Zou Yuan." I looked up at the figure, a tall, beautiful woman with big eyes.

It turned out that the self-introduction session had already begun. I hadn't heard much of what was said before.

And so, my first class meeting in college was spent in daydreaming.

But this was just the beginning. I started to think of ways to get closer to Yu Yu. Although I didn't have any ulterior motives at the time, I still intentionally or unintentionally sought opportunities to get to know her. So, I would occasionally text her to ask her some academic questions. We talked a lot. Later, she lent me her books and asked me to pick them up from her dorm.

Graduate dorms are definitely better than undergraduate dorms. Undergraduates share a room with six people, bunk beds, a shared bathroom, and a communal shower. But graduate students share a room with two people, a bed with a desk underneath, and a private bathroom. And there's no curfew. I often went to her place to borrow books, returning them after I finished reading. Sometimes we chatted, and I learned that she didn't have a boyfriend at the time, and that her roommate was her classmate in graduate school, named He Ying. She encouraged me to study literature like them.

Two or three weeks passed like this. One day, she asked me to help move some furniture to her dorm room. After I carried the things upstairs, drenched in sweat, I noticed the weather had changed; it started pouring rain, and a gust of wind blew her clothes that were drying on the balcony down to the 10th floor.

Ignoring her protests, I rushed downstairs to the street and retrieved the clothes, getting soaked myself in the process. "

Go take a shower first, or you'll catch a cold. I'll dry your clothes for you," Yu Yu said, slipping a dry towel under the bathroom door and taking my wet clothes out. After

showering, I had no clothes to wear, so I wrapped the towel around my lower body, and she lent me her robe. We sat at her desk and chatted.

Later she told me that she saw me naked that day and felt the same impulse I had towards her during the class meeting. "

And then you two..." Xu Qi hurriedly interrupted me.

"Not so fast!" I waved my hand impatiently. Nothing happened that day; I went home after the rain stopped. Another week passed, it was almost October, but the weather was getting hot again. That afternoon, I returned the book I had finished reading to her and bought two bottles of cold drinks.

I noticed she was wearing lipstick that day. Her lips were small, with a stubborn cuteness. After chatting for a while, I felt an impulse rising within me, and I became distracted. I half-heartedly continued her conversation.

At some point, we ran out of things to say, just silently looking at each other.

I snapped back to reality, staring at her bright red lips, my heart pounding.

The room was quiet; I could hear her breathing, faint but rapid.

So I kissed her.

She actually closed her eyes.

But when my lips touched her red lips, she still resisted, turning her head to the side.

I chased her lips, slipping my tongue into her mouth.

"Mmm..." she whimpered softly. I embraced her, gripping her arms tightly; she was too slow to push me away.

We kissed for a long time before finally releasing each other, both of us panting.

After only three seconds, I moved my lips to her smooth neck, and she began to moan softly. Her body struggled in my arms.

"No..." she said. My left hand still held her body, while my right hand slipped inside her clothes, gently caressing her soft back.

She suddenly jerked away, shaking off my left hand. But I immediately sealed her lips with mine, sucking on her tongue. My right hand held her tightly, while my left hand, through her clothes, pressed against her breasts, beginning to knead them clockwise.

She whimpered again, her body tensing slightly before going limp.

I pulled her bra clasp up with my right hand.

Yu Yu's eyes suddenly shifted from dazed to terrified, and I felt the soft flesh between my right and left hands tighten.

Her hands, freed from her grasp, pressed against my shoulders, trying to push me away, but she had no strength.

My graduate advisor, Yu Yu, was pinned to the chair by my body, her legs trapped between mine.

She was wearing a blue knee-length skirt that day.

I continued kissing her, sucking on her tongue, while my left hand slipped inside her clothes.

Just then, Yu Yu was about to slap me hard with her right hand, but my left hand reached under her armpit, caressing her armpit hair.

She trembled, her hand only lightly patting my face.

When she tried to slap me a second time, I had already lifted her t-shirt and bra. Her snow-white skin and rosy areolas were exposed to the air.

Smack!

She finally hit me; my left cheek burned, but I didn't stop.

My mouth left her lips and took her left breast into my mouth. At the same time, I grabbed her hands with both hands, preventing her from moving.

Ah… she moaned. I felt her nipple swell in my mouth. I continued to tease it with my tongue.

"Ah... Xiang Yang... This won't do... Ah... We're teacher and student..." Her breathing grew heavier, her body twisting more violently.

I anticipated her most excited state, and a second before that, I pulled away from her nipple and looked directly at her.

Her cries stopped abruptly.

"Because we're teacher and student, senior sister, Teacher Yu, please educate me properly!"

I kissed her lips again, which she was trying to open, and placed my left hand on her breast, smearing saliva all over it.

She broke free from my mouth:

"...But... the door isn't closed properly..." she gasped, her half-naked breasts rising and falling.

I pressed my mouth against her left breast again, lifted her up from the chair, and carried her towards the door.

At this moment, she hummed, but her body stopped resisting, letting me move her around.

Chapter 3: Copying the Cat

Xu Qi's eyes widened, and her breathing became noticeably rapid. Hug? How could you hug her while... Hmm...

Xiang Yang chuckled inwardly.

He knew his prey was about to take the bait.

He decided to make his move.

While Xu Qi was still lost in her erotic fantasies, Xiang Yang's figure shot towards her like an arrow.

"Ah!" Xu Qi cried out in surprise, finding herself being lifted up in his arms.

Xiang Yang held her waist with both hands, lifting her above his head, his face facing her chest. "

Put me down!" Xu Qi cried out, pouting, her hands desperately pounding on Xiang Yang's shoulders.

She tried to twist her body, but he held her firmly in his strong arms.

The muscles in Xiang Yang's shoulders echoed heavily; he remained unmoved, simply looking up at Xu Qi. "

That's it," he said slowly.

Xu Qi stared fiercely at Xiang Yang's face.

Xiang Yang had thick eyebrows, small but sharp and bright eyes. A chiseled face, a striking buzz cut.

Although not handsome, Xu Qi was somewhat dazed by his appearance, her gaze softening.

Xiang Yang put her down. "

Want to know what happens next?"

Chapter Four: The First Time

Yu Yu had never foreseen such a situation.

The wire-rimmed glasses still sat on her delicate nose, but her body on the wooden chair was completely naked, her legs spread wide, dangling limply to the ground, her underwear hanging from her left ankle.

Her heart was pounding. The last time she could remember beating this fast was the first time she stripped naked in front of her ex-boyfriend.

Between her legs was a naked man, diligently working on her genitals.

Ever since she'd seen his well-proportioned muscles that rainy day, Xiang Yang had become one of Yu Yu's fantasies.

Although she would imagine his naked body while masturbating at night, she never thought it would actually happen…

Yu Yu wasn't a traditional girl. Although she'd only had one boyfriend during her undergraduate years, they'd already had sex. However, since their breakup in college, she hadn't touched another man.

Now she'd met another man, a man several years younger than her. She knew it was just physical temptation. Spiritually, they didn't have, and couldn't possibly have, the depth of a romantic relationship.

But the allure of the flesh was irresistible…

Just now, as Xiang Yang stared blankly at her, Yu Yu's heart pounded. Deep within her was a wicked desire, a longing for him to pounce on her like a wild beast, tear off her clothes, and thrust his penis hard into her vagina. So, when Xiang Yang actually kissed her, her reason surrendered without much struggle.

Xiang Yang used his left index and middle fingers to part Yu Yu's labia, gently teasing the soft pink flesh inside with the tip of his tongue. He felt Yu Yu's hands grip his hair tightly.

He gently inserted his right middle finger into Yu Yu's wet, slippery flesh and began to thrust.

Yu Yu felt her mons pubis burning, streams of heat gushing out, traveling along nerve endings to her throat, pressing against her, causing her to moan softly.

Her nipples stood erect, her delicate toes curled up. Her buttocks involuntarily lifted, instinctively bringing her clitoris closer to Xiang Yang's tongue.

But Xiang Yang deftly circled the soft flesh around her clitoris, sometimes sucking on her labia minora, intensifying Yu Yu's pleasure, yet leaving her unable to release it.

Each time his middle finger withdrew from her vagina, fluid flowed down his fingertip, onto his palm, and onto the wooden chair.

Finally, Yu Yu's body began to twitch slightly.

The time had come.

Xiang Yang suddenly took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue sweeping rapidly, while simultaneously inserting his right ring finger into her vagina, the two fingers pressing against the upper vaginal wall, vibrating rapidly.

Yu Yu felt her lower body explode, the shockwave stiffening her entire body. She could no longer control her throat, letting out a long howl.

She felt herself completely soaked, tears streaming down her face, saliva dripping down her neck. Worse still, she realized she couldn't suppress the urge to urinate.

A stream of water sprayed onto Xiang Yang's neck.

This orgasm… she had never experienced before…

After an unknown amount of time, her body slumped back into the chair, panting heavily.

The man stood up.

Yu Yu opened her eyes; Xiang Yang was bent over, staring at her flushed, burning cheeks.

"Ha...ha...I...you...are amazing..." Yu Yu gasped for breath. Her glasses were still perched on her nose.

Xiang Yang gently removed them. "Teacher, you just came."

Hearing the word "teacher," Yu Yu's face inexplicably flushed again.

She said slowly, "You naughty boy, you've done a lot of bad things before, haven't you?"

Xiang Yang just smiled and continued looking at her.

Yu Yu placed her hand on Xiang Yang's left cheek, where the handprint from when she slapped him still remained. Her hand slowly moved down, from his neck to his chest, caressing the man's thick muscles. "

I've never done this before; this is my first time." My previous boyfriends weren't used to the smell there, they thought it was dirty.

"Have you ever given him oral sex?" "

Yes, he really liked it."

"Don't you have the right to think he's dirty?" Xiang Yang asked.

Yu Yu smiled and slapped his forehead. "Kiss me, Xiang Yang."

Xiang Yang lowered his head and kissed her lips. At the same time, his penis was already close to Yu Yu's mons pubis. "

I'm going in, teacher."

Another wave of shame rose from Yu Yu's body, but it quickly turned into pleasure as his hard rod thrust into her vagina.

Yu Yu's mouth was ignited at the same time. She whimpered, her tongue frantically intertwining with Xiang Yang's, her arms wrapped around his neck. Her plump thighs also lifted up, opened, and then clamped onto Xiang Yang's strong back muscles. The

flimsy wooden chair creaked and groaned, the frequency increasing. Accompanied by the sounds of their genitals rubbing together and the wetness of their bodies.

Outside the window, sunlight dappled through the trees, and Xu Qi and her roommates Feng Xixuan and Ma Wei walked past the dormitory building. She certainly didn't expect that the penis that would drive her crazy later was ravaging another woman's body in the building she was walking past.

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