Senior's seductive charm

I did well on the high school entrance exam and got into a top high school in the city. Since it was too far from home, I lived on campus, and that's how my high school life began.

High school is stressful, and with stress comes relaxation, so I started to indulge myself: smoking, drinking, playing games, playing billiards, and fighting. I got scolded a lot for this, but the teachers turned a blind eye because of my grades. Looking back now, if it weren't for that indulgence, I might be a national leader now. But without that indulgence, where would my romantic escapades and writing experience come from?

I met my senior in an arcade.

Back then, computers weren't common, and games were mostly arcade games like Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Knights of the Round Table, Dinosaur King, and King of Fighters.

The King of Fighters is incredibly popular right now. Back then, it was a newly released fighting game. Because of its beautiful graphics and cool, stylish moves, several arcades near schools had King of Fighters installed, and there were always long queues.

One-on-one matches were when two people had a disagreement but didn't want to fight, they'd have a King of Fighters match. The loser would apologize or admit defeat and say they'd call each other "brother" when they met again.

There were also matches where good friends would treat each other to dinner if the loser lost. Another type of match involved betting on in-game currency or real money.

I also really liked King of Fighters. I often played one-on-one matches and never lost. During my time skipping class, besides fighting, I'd be playing King of Fighters in the arcade. I'm not bragging, I could use all the special moves from those characters, and I always got a kill.

One day, I skipped class again to play games and happened to run into Jianren. Jianren was a small-time hoodlum who hung out in society. We became friends because we had the same hobby. Jianren and I went to the arcade. There was a bunch of people surrounding the King of Fighters machines. We could only hear the sounds and not see the people inside.

"Hahaha... Fatty, how many rounds have you played and you still can't beat me? You're trash! You call yourself a boy?! You can't even beat me? Go to hell!" "It's not long! I still have someone else!" "Still trying to be tough! Go to hell! Watch my Orochi! Wahaha! Go to hell! You still can't beat me?! You're embarrassing yourself! Hahaha..." "Damn it! I lost again. Here's 20 yuan. I'll definitely beat you next time." "Hahaha... Come on! Next time you give me money, give me more. Don't always give me ten or twenty yuan.

Who's next?"

It seems to be another one-on-one King of Fighters match, and it's a girl. It's quite rare to see a girl here. No wonder there are so many people.

"A girl! Let's go see," the lecherous man said.

"Don't even mention knowing me! Look at your sleazy face, just listening to her lewd laughter, I'm definitely someone who'd burst out laughing at the sight of her, not interested at all!" I said disdainfully.

"Then I'll go!" the jerk said, squeezing in.

I was playing a game of Dinosaur King by myself, having a great time, when the jerk came in with a long face.

"Looks like you were pretty scared! How scary was it?" I said, seeing the jerk's expression.

"No! That girl is beautiful and hot!" "Isn't that what you wanted? How did she come back?" "That girl is very attractive, especially her eyes, they make you unconsciously fall for her. I couldn't resist playing a game of King of Fighters with her and lost 20 yuan, I'm so upset! My money...!" "Really! Let me see!" I was itching to see what he was saying.

From outside the crowd, all I could see was her straight, black hair cascading down her back, thick and glossy, curled at the very ends and secured with a large, spindle-shaped red hair clip. Long, thin, rod-shaped metal earrings glittered beneath her ears.

"Haha! I won again! Who else can compete with that money!" the girl exclaimed, turning around.

Seeing her, I was momentarily stunned—she was so beautiful.

Her eyes were dark and bright, and within those black pupils seemed to be two points of light radiating an irresistible charm that captivated and bewitched. Now I finally understood why the ancients had that idiom.

Her smile revealed a row of pearly white teeth, a small, straight nose, full, red lips, a pointed chin, and light makeup. She was tall, fit, and curvaceous, and most importantly, she was my type – full-figured but not overweight, with a bold and outspoken personality.

A voice inside me screamed, "I have her! I have her! I absolutely have to have her!

" "And you're talking to me! Didn't you get hooked on her too?"

the jerk complained.

"I want her!" I said, then prepared for a one-on-one fight.

"Hey! I've never seen you before! What's your name?" the girl asked.

"Oh! From the nearby No. 2 Middle School, just started high school this year."

"Really? I'm from No. 2 Middle School too. I heard from my second year that one of your freshmen is named Liming, he's really arrogant, skipping classes, fighting, and chasing girls."

"Really? Is there such a person? Ah? What's your surname, senior?"

Hearing this, I quickly changed the subject.

The person she was talking about was me. It seems she has a problem with me, so she quickly pretended not to know. Do you think I'm that famous? It's only been a short time since school started, and I still skip classes often; there's no reason for me to be that famous! It was only the first day of school, and I wasn't familiar with the school. I wandered into the school's grove and stumbled upon a group of people talking. Their conversation seemed to be going badly, and they were about to start a fight, but ten minutes passed and no one made a move. I was just going to watch the show, but it was so funny I burst out laughing, which dragged me into it too. In a fit of anger, I knocked them all down, and luckily, the head of discipline caught me and publicly criticized me throughout the school.

"Ha! You skipped class like me, right?" She avoided mentioning my name, seemingly wary of me.

"Hehe! First time skipping class, didn't know where to go, so I just watched and played around,"

I said with a chuckle.

"The first time, you think I'm an idiot? When you showed up, everyone around me moved away, and you looked like you were sure you'd beat me.

And your stupid friend is so dumb, of course he had to call a friend to save face after being wronged. Besides, that idiot said that the local thugs often come here, so if he's coming, you'll probably come too.

Since you don't want to say who you are, then don't bother trying to find out my name."

"Heh, quite clever senior, indeed clever! I wonder what the rules are for a one-on-one match? I'll play with you and keep you company."

"Best of three, 20 yuan per round.

Want to play?" "Of course I'll play."

We started the King of Fighters one-on-one match procedure, and then it was the usual match procedure: flipping a coin to select the machine.

My senior was lucky enough to be the main character (most people find the main character easier to

play). She chose three characters with high agility: Benimaru, Iori, and Monkey (that's Choi Bounge, don't tell me you don't know him).

I chose Mary, Terry, and Daimon, characters I usually play.

The first round was relatively peaceful; everyone was making tentative attacks. Monkey basically just flew around randomly in the air. My Mary's anti-air skills were weak, and I rarely hit him. Monkey would occasionally swat at her, which annoyed me a lot.

But I didn't realize she was trying to provoke me into a full-on attack. I saw through her moves and intentions, so I used a defensive maneuver, using a blocking technique. Monkey's health started to drop significantly.

Finally, time was up, and Monkey had one-fifth of his health left, while Mary's health was lower.

I lost the first round, but I knew my senior was using tricks, so I'd see how she fared in the next round.

The second round was Monkey vs. Gate.

During preparation, I secretly glanced at my senior's hand holding the controller; it was angled 45 degrees to the upper right. I smiled slightly, knowing what she meant.

At the start of the match, Monkey jumped over, attempting to reverse, but almost simultaneously, I executed a 426a, firmly catching Monkey in the air and slamming him to the ground.

The senior student panicked a bit, performing a super recovery move followed by a high jump. I already knew what she was going to do, so I immediately used a 426a to grab the monkey again.

This time, the senior student was clearly nervous; she hadn't even managed to execute the super recovery move yet.

Seeing this, I rushed in and pressed her with a light push, forcing the monkey into a passive defense. By this time, the senior student's hands were sweaty, and the sound of her typing on the buttons was getting heavier and heavier. This is a major taboo for anyone playing King of Fighters; no matter how strong you are, if you get nervous, it's all over.

Daimon's Earthquake finished off the short guy.

I won the second round.

Daimon still had two-thirds of his health.

The third round was evenly matched. Because my Daimon had less health, he was eventually killed by Benimaru's Lightning Fist, but Benimaru also only had one-third of his health left.

The fourth round was almost one-sided. My Terry charged in and followed up with a backward kick,

instantly turning Benimaru into "cannon fodder" (a pun on "Perfect Power Jet," meaning to knock down the opponent without taking damage).

The fifth round, the decisive one, was a

full-health Iori against a full-health Terry.

The senior had regained her composure and her attacks became sharp again,

unleashing her Sunflower attack whenever possible.

My Terry was taking too much damage.

Quick-handed players react faster, and the senior effectively used blocks and emergency dodges to neutralize my attacks, finding opportune moments to strike.

Suddenly, after two Sunflower attacks, the senior's Iori threw a heavy punch that missed.

My heart tightened; I knew the senior was about to use Iori's ultimate technique, Infinite Sunflower.

If I had succeeded, my Terry would have been almost out of health. I had to capitalize on my senior's mistake, otherwise I would have lost.

Back in the game, Iori tried another Sunflower attack, but it missed.

I knew my chance had come.

I timed it perfectly with

a 0.3-second pause, delivering a heavy punch followed by a light punch and then a slam, sending Iori flying to the edge of the screen. Then came a 26D, and as he flew up, I followed up with a 26B, instantly taking away almost half of his health.

My senior was bulging with veins, but it wasn't over yet. After Iori got up, he was immediately stunned, and Terry went straight in with a Max attack, finishing him off.

A red "ko" appeared on the screen.

Everyone present shouted that he truly deserved to be called a master of technique. My senior stood there with a dark expression, not saying a word. We mustn't forget the important matter.

"Senior, I just got lucky. You were definitely letting me win. If you had used Robert, I would have definitely lost. I don't want the 20 yuan."

The senior's expression gradually calmed down.

"Looks like you're a pro too. Let's play a few more rounds,"

the senior said.

"Okay!" We ended up playing all afternoon.

As it slowly got dark, we lost interest in playing, so I suggested treating the senior to dinner. She didn't really refuse and came out with me.

We found a small restaurant nearby and ordered a few dishes. Surprisingly, the senior didn't object to me ordering some beer, so we ate and drank together. By

then, the senior had already had several drinks, and her face was flushed and slightly tipsy, making her very charming. "I had a great time today!" she said, looking at me intently.

"It was so much fun, and I even met such a good younger brother like you." Her alluring eyes were truly beautiful. Without thinking, I blurted out, "I don't want to be your younger brother, I want to be your boyfriend. Senior, I like you, will you be my girlfriend?" After saying that, I felt uneasy, unsure of what to do next. "Wang Liming!" "Ah! How did you know my name, senior?" "I knew who you were the moment I saw you this afternoon. Why were you pretending not to know?" "I sensed you were somewhat disgusted by what I was doing, so I pretended not to know." "Hehe! To be my boyfriend, you have to meet three conditions: 1. You have to beat me in King of Fighters; 2. You have to be my type; 3. You have to be better than me academically. You're lucky. On the first day of school, those guys were negotiating over who could date one of my best friends. I hate it when women are treated like commodities, and you beat them all down, which suits my taste perfectly, and it gave my best friend a chance to vent her anger. Today you beat me in King of Fighters again, so you meet the first two conditions. Congratulations, you only need to meet the third condition. But let me tell you first, I'm always in the top 3 of my grade in exams. If you can be in the top 3 for two consecutive exams, I'll be your girlfriend. My name is Xuena, remember that. Take me home." "I was overjoyed to have the chance to be with my senior, so I walked her home. Her home was in an upscale residential area in the city. We walked to the entrance of her complex, and I reluctantly went back after seeing her inside. On the way back, I thought studying wouldn't be a big problem. If it weren't for the excitement of being away from home for the first time and being blinded by the novelty, I wouldn't have acted this way. So I set a goal to study hard and try to win her over as soon as possible. In the days that followed, I abandoned distractions and studied desperately. Because I had a good foundation and..." I studied hard outside of class, so I ranked third in the entire grade in my first midterm exam. The day the rankings were announced, teachers and students alike looked at me differently, but I didn't care. I just wanted to tell my senior about my good grades as soon as possible. My senior was also very happy to hear about it and specially went out with me for a day, being my girlfriend for a day as a reward. That day, we went crazy at the amusement park. In the haunted house, when my senior saw those bloody and terrifying things made of plastic and dye, she kept crawling into my arms, and I indulged myself. As I touched my senior's soft breasts and full buttocks, my penis throbbed with erection. She felt my hardness and her face flushed crimson. In the dimly lit, deserted haunted house, I took her hand, gently lifted it, and kissed it. She stared silently into the dim light, lost in thought. Gently, I embraced her from behind, kissing her hair, her long neck, her ears, inhaling her faint fragrance. Without realizing it, my hands, which had been around her waist, moved upwards, caressing her wantonly . Touching her soft breasts, her lips slightly parted, her eyes half-closed, she drew me in like a magnet to kiss her. My restless hands seized the opportunity to lift her shirt and slip inside. That long-forgotten feeling returned through my fingertips. I was no longer an naive child. My fingertips played a gentle melody, flowing over her full breasts, circling towards their peaks. Our lips remained intertwined, her small tongue sucking at the passion I gave her. "You little rascal, if you don't let go, I won't be polite!" my senior moaned. I, however, was still greedily enjoying this hard-won reward. Suddenly, my senior's hand squeezed my waist hard. "Ah... Sister, you're so cruel."

I said painfully,

"I'll teach you to be naughty again!"

"Okay, I won't do it again next time."

After much coaxing and pleading, my senior finally agreed to be my "half-girlfriend." Being

a "half-girlfriend" meant I could enjoy some kisses and caresses, but nothing serious. In my senior's words, it was a reward for my hard work.

Actually, she also liked my touches and kisses, but she was shy and just made up an excuse. I pretended not to know and went along with her.

In the days that followed, whenever we met alone, we would always discuss the boundaries of kisses and caresses beforehand.

Before I knew it, it was time for final exams, and I had achieved excellent grades, ranking second in my grade.

That day, my senior finally agreed to be my girlfriend, and I was incredibly excited.

Winter break arrived, and most of my classmates had left school.

I didn't want to be separated from my senior and lingered, reluctant to go home, spending every day being affectionate with her.

That day, after watching a movie, we had dinner together, both of us drinking a little, and returned to my dorm in a slightly tipsy state.

I turned on the tape recorder, played music, turned around, pulled my senior into my arms, and kissed her lips; her lips were hot.

Her body was hot too.

I picked her up and placed her on my bed. While kissing her, I pulled up the hem of her clothes, slipped my hand inside, cupped her breasts, and rubbed them through her bra.

My senior hummed softly.

I pushed her top and bra up over her breasts, skillfully playing with those mounds of flesh.

My senior had the most quintessential angelic face and devilish figure; her face and temperament were like a child's, but her figure was truly amazing.

Her breasts were bowl-shaped, full and snow-white. Every time I touched them, my mouth would water and my desire would burn fiercely.

But every time, my senior would make excuses, which had dragged on until now. Today, I absolutely couldn't let her escape.

My senior's white and tender breasts, kneaded and rubbed like dough, underwent countless changes.

"Mmm~ Gently~ Gently~ It hurts~" How could it hurt? It should feel good.

I had already left my senior's mouth, and with both hands, I squeezed one breast hard, hoping to squeeze out milk to drink, but it was always in vain; the other one was served by my mouth. Having said so many sweet words on a daily basis, I was very skilled at kissing and sucking at this time, and my tongue was like a fish in water, galloping freely.

"Mmm~ No~ Mmm~" My senior's cries were already incoherent.

The "mellowness" in "mellow breasts" probably refers to the feeling of going weak all over when touched.

I saw that my senior had already collapsed onto the bed, powerless to resist. Even if she did resist, her strength seemed like that of an ant to me.

I began to untie the restraints on her lower body.

My senior started to struggle again, and I kissed her, my tongue entwining with hers, and she immediately crumbled.

I pressed her body down, tearing off her top and bra, my upper body pressing against hers, letting her restless nipples rub against my chest.

She struggled, but ended up rubbing herself until her body went limp, moaning softly.

This trick worked! To be on the safe side, I still held her breast with one hand, using only the other to pull off her casual pants.

Her pants were the kind with an elastic waistband, so they were easy to take off. Then came her panties. I reached inside and groped around for a bit, then pulled my hand out, holding my fingers up to her delicate nose to show them, and laughed, "They're all so wet!" Her face turned bright red, and she vehemently denied it: "It wasn't me, it wasn't me." Whether

she admitted it or not didn't matter. I used my hands and feet to help her pull the panties off.

I unzipped my pants, wanting to immediately thrust in, but then I felt a little regretful. That forbidden area was truly forbidden; usually, I'd only touched and looked through her underwear. Today, I'd finally seen its true face, but I couldn't enjoy it myself.

Oh well! I'll just have to eat it first and then slowly savor it.

I held my penis at the tip and thrust forward with all my might.

"Ah~!" Although it was a scream, it sounded quite pleasant.

Luckily, I had played music beforehand, otherwise it would have been terrible.

My senior trembled all over, her nipples, which were the least stable, waved red flags, and her cherry-like mouth, which was tilted back and let out a long howl, was half open and could not be closed.

I was not satisfied with only going in a little bit, and I tried to break the silence, so I started to thrust forward again and again. She moaned more than ten times. I

reached the bottom. This little girl's hole was not deep. When I reached the tender flesh at the center of her hole, her whole body trembled beautifully again. Her moans, apart from being extremely pleasurable, did not contain a trace of discomfort.

But it was so tight that it took me a lot of effort to get to the bottom. Now she was holding me tightly like a small fist. I closed my eyes, enjoying her compactness and warmth, and said: "Sister, you are so tight."

The senior sister scolded: "You are so tight!" I heard her voice sound strange, as if she was enduring some pain.

He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw that her face was pale and her eyes were filled with tears.

I said, "I'm sorry, I'm so rude."

Just now, I just experienced the pleasure of my dick being squeezed by her vagina, and I didn't care about her ability to bear it. It made the senior sister in such pain. It was a mistake! I quickly kissed her pretty face and twirled the strawberries with my hands to make her wetter and smoother.

I said again, "Sorry, it's too thick."

This sentence lacked sincerity and was full of teasing.

The senior said, "Shameless!" I said, "Okay, you'll soon find out if it's thick or not."

If the senior could curse, accommodating most of my penis shouldn't be a problem, so I started piston-like movements.

The senior's breasts truly lived up to the word "pleasure." Long, hard thrusts made them surge like waves, while gentle, slow thrusts made them sway gracefully.

I had something to eat down there, something to grab up there, and even ice cream for my eyes. I was having a great time! The senior turned her head away from me, gripping the sheets tightly, enduring the pounding of my big cock.

She couldn't withstand my vigorous thrusting. She shook her head incessantly, her hair flying wildly, and cried out, "Gently! Gently! It hurts so much!" I asked, "Is it thick?" The senior said, "It hurts so much!" I persisted, "Is it thick?"

The senior said, "Thick! So thick! I can't take it anymore!" I said, "Call me Big Dick Brother."

The senior said, "No! Ah! Ah! Big... Big Dick... Ah~" This little girl wasn't patient either. She came before she could finish her moans, and waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed onto my glans, stimulating my body to tremble, almost making me ejaculate.

I continued thrusting, and the senior said, "Please, brother... I can't take it anymore!" Hearing this from my brother felt incredibly good. The warm and lovely senior moaning beneath me, her soft pleas for mercy, really gave me a sense of conquest.

Seeing that she was truly exhausted, and considering it was her first time, I felt sorry for her and had to give up. I temporarily pulled out my large penis, and my senior continued to moan.

I released her body, eager to admire that intoxicating little hole—red! The fluid that oozed out between the opening and closing of her vulva was white with a few traces of blood! I hugged her tenderly and said, "I'm sorry! I was too rough."

The same words, but with different feelings, my senior nestled in my arms with red eyes.

I asked, "Why didn't you cry out in pain or tell me?" My senior said, "Didn't I keep saying I was in pain?" I said, "How would I know if you were in pain or in pleasure? The books say that even extreme pleasure can be uncomfortable."

My senior said, "Ugh! What's so comfortable about it?" I sighed, "Blindly believing everything in books is worse than having no books at all. Mencius was absolutely right."

My senior suddenly realized something, "Why haven't you... yet?" I said, "Never mind, if it caused trouble, we'll punish it! Let it be alone."

My senior bit her lip, "Did you often... do this before?" I said, "What? I'm a virgin. I

even gave you my first kiss."

Sigh! Women are so sensitive about this, I had to lie to her. If I told the truth at this moment, I would really be a pig.

My senior blushed. "But you still... They say guys' first time is quick."

I asked, "Them? Who are they?" She replied, "They're the girls in the dorm."

I said proudly, "I'm naturally gifted, different from other guys."

She said, "You're shameless."

I rolled over, grabbed the panties hanging precariously at the foot of the bed, and used them to wipe the wetness from her genitals. The panties immediately changed color.

Then, I carefully folded them up, preparing to keep them.

At first, the senior was shy, but then she realized something was wrong and said, "Ugh! What are you doing?" I said, "A souvenir."

The senior said, "That was someone's first time. If anyone should have a souvenir, it should be me. Why did you take it?" I said, "It was my first time too."

I found a plastic bag, wrapped it up, and stuffed it into my pocket.

"How did it feel just now, sister?"

I teased.

"Um, I don't know how to describe it. When it first went in, it felt like it was tearing me apart down there, like being scalded by boiling water, burning hot.

But as you thrust in and out, it got more and more numb and itchy, and my whole body got hotter and hotter until finally my head spun around, more intense than when I was drunk. I felt lightheaded, like my soul was leaving my body, and after that, my legs trembled and my whole body was weak."

My senior's expressive ability is really strong; she described it so vividly.

"It hurt a lot , didn't it?

Here, let me give you a kiss." My senior snapped and flicked my head.

It seems she's recovered.

I then lay down again, looking at my senior beside me, pinching and rubbing her nipples with my fingers.

I've touched her body before, but never so freely.

She didn't struggle or dodge, just kept humming softly a couple of times, finally laughing and curling up into a ball when she couldn't hold back anymore.

I sat up, took her hand, and looked at her affectionately.

She blushed, embarrassed by my gaze.

Suddenly, I pressed her hand onto my still-erect penis.

She exclaimed, "Ah!" I laughed, "You haven't looked closely yet, have you? This is your first time getting aroused."

She tried to pull her hand away, but hearing my words, her cat-like curiosity was uncontrollable.

At first, I guided her hand to stroke my penis, but gradually she began to explore on her own.

"This thing looks so strange! Ah, it's so hard!" she commented.

I laughed, "Who do you think it's so hard for?" My senior said, "You're so naughty!" I said, "Who's naughty? Is it naughty or am I?" My senior said, "You're all naughty! How can you do this..." I said, "No one says I can't stay hard all the time!" She wouldn't listen, pulling my penis back and forth, and I let her do as she pleased.

"Did you like that feeling just now?" "Yes, it felt very good."

"Then let's do it again!" I chuckled.

"But it still hurts down there, you naughty guy, you just like to bully me."

"Keeping it in like this all the time will ruin you, it's not good for your health.

I feel so uncomfortable, sister.

How about you give me a kiss, sister!" I coaxed my senior.

"You little rascal, just go ahead and get hard! I don't care, how can I kiss you looking like that?"

"Good sister, good sister, kiss me, no one says I can't kiss you."

Finally, my senior agreed after my pleading.

She turned her head and bent down, taking my penis into her mouth! Then she just stood there, holding it, but she only put the glans in her mouth.

I said, "You have to lick it like you're eating a popsicle, suck it."

My senior started licking the glans, and since it was her first time, she was inevitably a little clumsy, and her teeth kept touching my glans.

I gritted my teeth and said, "Oh! Don't let your teeth touch it, it will hurt!" After saying that, it was much better. "

Yes! Take it in a little deeper."

"Just like that! And then spit it out a little."

My senior started repeating this action.

My senior started sucking rhythmically, and I was thrilled. I finally had her, and she was willingly letting me kiss my penis. Watching my not-so-small penis going in and out of her small mouth felt so stimulating! The sensation was intense. The warm, moist mouth gave me an extraordinary stimulation. I didn't want to hold out for too long, so I said after a short while, "I'm going to cum! You have to swallow it all and wait until I say I'm done."

My senior nodded.

When I ejaculated, my senior was startled, but she still frowned and sucked the semen clean.

"Sorry, sister, I shouldn't have let you swallow it."

"You little rascal, why couldn't I refuse your pleading?" "Good sister, I know you're good to me.

Sister, what does my cum taste like? What does it feel like to eat my cock?"

"Mmm, it's salty. After kissing for a long time, my lower body is a little itchy."

"Sister, do you want it again?"

"No, I'm exhausted." I also felt tired, so I hugged my senior and fell asleep.

In the following days, my senior kept saying that her lower body hurt, and she couldn't tighten her legs when walking, so we stopped doing it.

When my senior came back, she had something to do at home and didn't have time to come to my dormitory.

I couldn't stay at school all the time, and I couldn't resist my mother's urging, so I went home.

When I left, my senior came to see me off. Because of the time pressure, we didn't have time to do anything. My senior carefully tidied my bedding like a wife. I felt surrounded by my senior's love. I was so happy at that moment.

Finally, with my senior's eyes blurry with tears, I boarded the car home.

(2) "So tired~" I stretched and felt exhausted. I looked at the alarm clock next to my desk. It was already midnight.

I yawned and wrote in my diary, "The second day after we parted, I thought of you 35 times. You owe me 35 kisses."

After writing my farewell in the diary, I went to bed and

quickly fell asleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but I was awakened by a clear bird song.

I rubbed my eyes and got up.

Hmm? Where am I? I looked at the grassy field beneath my feet in confusion.

The emerald green grass stretched out from my feet like a carpet, covering the space in front of me.

Countless beautiful flowers swayed in the breeze.

A group of beautiful butterflies danced among the flowers.

In the distance, a lush weeping willow swayed gently in the breeze, and several small birds chirped merrily on its branches.

I turned around and saw a towering mountain behind me, its foothills covered by a dense forest that blocked my view.

Where was I? The air was so fresh; this place was so beautiful.

Was it a dream? Never mind, I decided to relax.

The fragrance of flowers and grass wafted over me, and I took a deep breath, feeling so content.

I slowly walked forward, the grass rustling under my feet, a sound as melodious as music.

Rounding a bend, my eyes were suddenly drawn to a wide lake.

The clear water was like a mirror.

A snow-white waterbird suddenly soared from the water into the sky, leaving only a trail of ripples in its wake.

I crouched down and watched several small fish swimming freely in the water.

I cupped my hands, scooped up a handful of water, and drank it all in one gulp—so sweet!

My spirits lifted.

I walked slowly along the lakeside, a sense of peace washing over me.

From afar came the sound of rushing water. My curiosity piqued, I looked around to see where the sound was coming from, and slowly walked towards it.

The sound grew louder and louder, until it became a thunderous roar.

Not far away, a wide waterfall cascaded down the cliff.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, shining onto the waterfall, and in an instant, a beautiful rainbow appeared before my eyes.

How beautiful! I marveled at the wonders of the Creator.

My gaze was drawn to the rushing waterfall, and a longing welled up within me, causing my pajamas to slip away.

Amidst the splashing water, I plunged naked into the water, standing in waist-deep depth, my long, dark hair draped over my shoulders.

The water was so refreshing. I gently splashed the water with my hands, the droplets landing on my smooth skin.

My fingers glided across my skin.

My fingers slowly moved to my breasts, gently kneading their softness, letting out pleasurable moans. I was completely immersed in this beautiful scene.

Then, I saw a figure slowly approaching me in the distance. "Could it be him? It must be!" The figure drew closer, and I quickly put on my pajamas, covering myself completely, awaiting his arrival.

A strong physique, a handsome face.

My heart pounded wildly, and a blush crept onto my face.

"You are..." He stared at me blankly, his face full of confusion.

My heart swelled with sweetness; finally, I understood! "Don't you want to see me? Why are you looking so smug?" "You're my senior? Where am I?!" He couldn't help but scratch the back of his head.

"Yeah! You idiot.

Did you miss me?"

I clutched the hem of my pajamas, glaring at him resentfully.

"Senior? Is it really you? I missed you so much.

I missed you so much I wanted to pee."

He said with a wicked grin.

"You jerk~ Have you forgotten me after all these days?"

I pouted, striking a pose as if ready to fight.

His face instantly lit up with immense joy, and he pulled me tightly into his arms.

"Senior, I've finally seen you.

I'm so happy~" he murmured.

"You little rascal, I missed you too~ Is it really you?" I gently leaned against him, burying my head in his chest, my hair clinging to his face.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the warmth of my lover's broad chest. "Wife~ You smell so good!" he gently inhaled my hair.

"Ugh! Who's your wife? When did you get permission to call me wife? And do you want a beating?" I wriggled in his arms playfully, my little fists pounding defiantly against his chest.

"I'll take that as a yes?" he said softly, holding me even tighter.

"You little rascal..." I gently raised my head, looking at his handsome face, and then slowly closed my eyes.

He slowly lowered his head and pressed his lips to my slightly cool red lips.

I slightly opened my mouth and put my tongue into his mouth, searching for his tongue.

Our tongues quickly intertwined, and he sucked so greedily, as if he wanted to possess my tongue completely.

I opened my eyes, slightly panting, and gave him a charming look, then once again put my little tongue into his mouth as much as possible.

His hands slowly slid down from my fragrant shoulders, gently stroking my smooth skin, finally stopping at my full, snowy buttocks.

Having not been touched by him for several days, I felt a little uncomfortable and twisted a few times in his arms to protest.

He released my tongue and whispered, "Senior, I really want to bite your butt."

I blushed instantly, looking at him with a flushed face, and pinched his waist hard.

He groaned but didn't stop him. He slowly pulled up the light gauze around my waist, exposing my snow-white buttocks to the air. His hands gently caressed them, and that comfortable feeling traveled through my skin to my brain.

"Senior,

I want to penetrate you. Have you missed me?" His body reacted.

I didn't speak, but reached out and grabbed his hand.

Once the gates of desire were opened, the restlessness in my heart wasn't so easy to shut down.

"You don't want to?" He looked at me with some confusion.

"You bad boy, you want a beating?" I gently pushed him away with a slight pout, then reached out and lightly pulled down the sheer fabric of my dress, revealing my fair body to him without reservation.

Sometime later, his clothes had vanished without a trace.

He pulled me to his side and we slowly sat down on the grass, his hands roaming over my body.

That strange feeling made me moan softly.

When he grasped my pair of firm, white breasts, I collapsed into his arms.

He laid my body flat on the grass, carefully admiring my form. I closed my eyes, avoiding his gaze, a longing stirring within me.

"Senior,

you're so beautiful!" he sighed, his hands returning to my breasts, gently kneading them.

My two pink nipples slowly peeked out from my areolas, proudly standing atop my snow-white peaks.

He lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth, teasing it skillfully with his tongue.

My breathing quickened, and I arched my upper body to meet his tongue,

letting out seductive moans.

He released my nipple, leaving only one hand to gently caress my lovely breast.

His mouth traveled down my body, past the pubic hair, and reached between my tightly closed legs. He didn't rush to part my legs, but gently stroked my thighs and inner thighs.

My moans grew louder, and I gently parted my legs, revealing my most private parts.

He adjusted his position and licked my adorable clitoris with his tongue.

"Ah~" My body trembled violently, and I reached out to grab his penis, slowly stroking it with my mouth.

My teeth gently grazed his glans and licked his urethral opening.

His penis gradually swelled under my mouth's ministrations, almost bursting my lips.

"Mmm~ Don't stop~ So good~ Sister, kiss my balls,"

he moaned.

I released his penis and slowly took his testicles into my mouth.

"Mmm~ Sister feels so good,"

he said, ecstatic.

I moved my tongue to his anus and gently licked it, while my hand stroked his penis.

"Ahhhhhh," I felt his body trembling.

His mouth movements quickened.

"Mmm...you little rascal...I..." It felt like tens of thousands of tiny insects were biting and sucking inside my vagina, and my love juices flowed more and more.

My body trembled more and more violently, and I pressed his head hard against my crotch with my hands, squeezing my legs together tightly.

He still relentlessly teased my swollen, bright red clitoris.

"Bastard~I can't take it anymore, it feels so good~faster!" I groaned loudly.

A few minutes later, I let out a long sigh, my body trembled violently a few times, and then I went limp.

A wave of pleasure washed over my entire body.

He looked up at me, his face covered in fluid: "Senior, are you feeling good?" "Mmm,"

I replied shyly.

"Senior, I'm coming, are you ready?" He propped himself up and climbed onto my soft body, pressing his hard penis between my legs.

I nodded slightly to him.

He looked at my face without saying anything, grasped his penis and rubbed it against my already fully wet vaginal opening for a while. His penis was quickly covered in my love juice, then he placed the tip between my labia and slowly pressed down, the hot glans slowly squeezing into my vagina.

I felt something hard and hot forcefully part my labia and slowly enter my body.

The walls of my vagina squeezed his penis tightly, a tingling, throbbing sensation spreading around me.

His penis continued to thrust in.

"Ahhh...it feels so good..." I bit my lip, moaning softly.

He stopped, looked at my face, smiled slightly, and lowered his head to suckle my nipple with his tongue.

"Mmm..." A tingling, itchy sensation spread from inside my vagina.

I couldn't help but moan.

"Come on, I'm your woman, forever yours!" I looked into his bright, piercing eyes and spoke my heart firmly.

After saying that, I gently closed my eyes, anticipating that sacred moment.

He thrust his hips forward, his penis plunging into my vagina, completely inside me.

"Ah~" I cried out in pleasure, my voice trembling with ecstasy. My body couldn't resist the intense pleasure, my hands gripping his shoulders tightly, my nails digging into his flesh.

My vagina convulsed.

"You bastard, you finally see me and all you do is fuck me, you jerk~" I said reproachfully as he kissed my face and lips, trying to comfort me with his actions.

He licked my ear and said, "Senior, about that thing, I missed you so much, I couldn't sleep.

Otherwise, why would I be working so hard?" He lay on top of me, thrusting hard.

A moment later, the tingling sensation inside my vagina made my body slowly writhe, soft moans escaping my lips.

"Senior, does it feel good?" he asked in a trembling voice.

"Ming, I'm so itchy.

Move faster, harder!"

I cried out, my legs clamped together, driven by lust.

He quickly agreed, slowly pulling his already throbbing penis out halfway before thrusting it back in forcefully.

After about three to five minutes, I was already moaning loudly, pressing my hands hard against his buttocks, and lifting my legs to hang around his waist.

"Ming.

Faster, it feels so good.

Faster~" Waves of pleasure traveled through my vagina to my brain, my head swaying from side to side.

I felt every thrust bringing me boundless pleasure.

Gradually, my consciousness went blank, my vagina convulsing.

I clung tightly to his body, my skin drenched in sweat.

"Ah... I'm flying... Ah!" I reached another climax.

I lay limply in the grass.

He pulled out his penis, kissed my hair, and whispered, "Are you happy?" "Yes, really happy,"

I replied.

"Are you tired, Ming?" I asked, looking at his sweaty face.

"Not tired, still want to be happy?" he asked softly.

"I... um..." I answered shyly.

He turned me around, straightened his penis, and inserted it into my vagina again.

"Oh... Ming, it feels so good..." I moaned, arching my back to meet his powerful thrusts.

He thrust in and out for a few minutes, then pulled his penis out and rubbed it against my anus.

"You're in the wrong place... you idiot..." I said.

"Can I try it? Sister..." he pleaded.

"You bastard, what do you want?" I said angrily.

"Sister, I want to try down there, sister, let me try!" he begged.

Although I hated his request, seeing his pleading look, I really didn't know how to refuse him.

"You little bastard, how did I fall for you?"

He stopped talking and just played with my clitoris with his fingers.

The pleasure came again.

"Oh... I want it... I can't take it anymore... Come on, sister will give you anything."

I groaned loudly.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my anus.

At the same time, I felt something thick pressing against my intestinal wall.

That thing was slowly thrusting in and out, and waves of sharp pain shot through my body from my anus; I could almost hear the sound of my anus being torn apart.

His hand continued to tease my clitoris. Waves of pleasure washed over me . My anus didn't hurt much anymore, just a tingling, itchy

sensation . I responded to his movements, and he quickened his pace. I felt his penis growing thicker and hotter inside my rectum.

"Ah~ Sister, I can't hold on much longer~" he said to me, his breathing rapid.

The speed of his thrusting increased.

"Ah~" With a low growl, his penis rhythmically twitched inside my rectum, and streams of scalding semen shot onto my intestinal walls,

making my whole body tremble... "Ming~" I jolted awake and sat up, looking around at the complete darkness. It was just a dream. I turned on the light and saw it was only 4 o'clock.

Suddenly, I felt some lubrication coming from my genitals, so I went to the bathroom and wiped myself clean with tissues. Looking at myself in the mirror, I thought about my erotic dream and couldn't help but playfully say to my reflection, "You...you...you're such a little pervert."

Then I wrote in my diary that on the third day after we parted, in the early morning, I dreamed about that jerk, and in the dream, he did that kind of thing.

Sigh, if he really made that request, should I agree?

I couldn't resist him even in my dream; how could I refuse if he really kissed and touched me! Sigh! I must have owed him something in my past life.

I closed the diary, tucked it under my pillow, and, clutching the robot cat my dad gave me for my birthday, fell into a deep sleep again.

My middle school entrance exam results were pretty good; I got into a top high school in the city. Because it was too far from home, I boarded at school, and that's how my high school life began.

High school was stressful, and with stress comes relaxation, so I started indulging: smoking, drinking, playing games, playing billiards, fighting. I got scolded a lot for these things, but the teachers only turned a blind eye because of my grades. Looking back now, if it weren't for that indulgence, I might be a national leader now. But without that indulgence, where would my romantic escapades and writing experience come from?

I met my senior in an arcade.

Back then, computers weren't common, and most games were arcade games like Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Knights of the Round Table, Dinosaur, Fighter Online, and King of Fighters.

King of Fighters is currently the most popular. It was a newly released fighting game, and because of its beautiful graphics and cool moves, arcades near schools had several machines running it, and there were always long queues.

"One-on-one" was when two people had a disagreement but didn't want to fight, they'd have a King of Fighters match. The loser would apologize or admit defeat and say they'd call each other "brother" when they met again. There were also games where good friends would lose a one-on-one match and the loser

would treat the other to a meal. Another type of betting involved using game coins or real money.

I also really like King of Fighters. I often play one-on-one matches and have never lost. During my time skipping class, I either fight or play King of Fighters at the arcade. I'm not kidding, I can use all the special moves of those characters, and I always get a kill.

One day, I skipped class again to play games and happened to run into Jianren. Jianren was a small-time hoodlum who hung out in the streets. We became friends because we shared the same hobby. Jianren and I went to the arcade. There were a bunch of people surrounding the King of Fighters machines. We couldn't see the people inside, we could only hear the sounds.

"Hahaha... Fatty, how many rounds have you played and you still can't beat me? You're trash! You call yourself a boy?! You can't even beat me? Go to hell!" "It's not long! I still have someone else!" "Still trying to be tough! Go to hell! Watch my Orochi! Wahaha! Go to hell! You still can't beat me?! You're embarrassing yourself! Hahaha..." "Damn it! I lost again. Here's 20 yuan. I'll definitely beat you next time." "Hahaha... Come on! Next time you give me money, give me more. Don't always give me ten or twenty yuan.

Who's next?"

It seems to be another one-on-one King of Fighters match, and it's a girl. It's quite rare to see a girl here. No wonder there are so many people.

"A girl! Let's go see," the lecherous man said.

"Don't even mention knowing me! Look at your sleazy face, just listening to her lewd laughter, I'm definitely someone who'd burst out laughing at the sight of her, not interested at all!" I said disdainfully.

"Then I'll go!" the jerk said, squeezing in.

I was playing a game of Dinosaur King by myself, having a great time, when the jerk came in with a long face.

"Looks like you were pretty scared! How scary was it?" I said, seeing the jerk's expression.

"No! That girl is beautiful and hot!" "Isn't that what you wanted? How did she come back?" "That girl is very attractive, especially her eyes, they make you unconsciously fall for her. I couldn't resist playing a game of King of Fighters with her and lost 20 yuan, I'm so upset! My money...!" "Really! Let me see!" I was itching to see what he was saying.

From outside the crowd, all I could see was her straight, black hair cascading down her back, thick and glossy, curled at the very ends and secured with a large, spindle-shaped red hair clip. Long, thin, rod-shaped metal earrings glittered beneath her ears.

"Haha! I won again! Who else can compete with that money!" the girl exclaimed, turning around.

Seeing her, I was momentarily stunned—she was so beautiful.

Her eyes were dark and bright, and within those black pupils seemed to be two points of light radiating an irresistible charm that captivated and bewitched. Now I finally understood why the ancients had that idiom.

Her smile revealed a row of pearly white teeth, a small, straight nose, full, red lips, a pointed chin, and light makeup. She was tall, fit, and curvaceous, and most importantly, she was my type – full-figured but not overweight, with a bold and outspoken personality.

A voice inside me screamed, "I have her! I have her! I absolutely have to have her!

" "And you're talking to me! Didn't you get hooked on her too?"

the jerk complained.

"I want her!" I said, then prepared for a one-on-one fight.

"Hey! I've never seen you before! What's your name?" the girl asked.

"Oh! From the nearby No. 2 Middle School, just started high school this year."

"Really? I'm from No. 2 Middle School too. I heard from my second year that one of your freshmen is named Liming, he's really arrogant, skipping classes, fighting, and chasing girls."

"Really? Is there such a person? Ah? What's your surname, senior?"

Hearing this, I quickly changed the subject.

The person she was talking about was me. It seems she has a problem with me, so she quickly pretended not to know. Do you think I'm that famous? It's only been a short time since school started, and I still skip classes often; there's no reason for me to be that famous! It was only the first day of school, and I wasn't familiar with the school. I wandered into the school's grove and stumbled upon a group of people talking. Their conversation seemed to be going badly, and they were about to start a fight, but ten minutes passed and no one made a move. I was just going to watch the show, but it was so funny I burst out laughing, which dragged me into it too. In a fit of anger, I knocked them all down, and luckily, the head of discipline caught me and publicly criticized me throughout the school.

"Ha! You skipped class like me, right?" She avoided mentioning my name, seemingly wary of me.

"Hehe! First time skipping class, didn't know where to go, so I just watched and played around,"

I said with a chuckle.

"The first time, you think I'm an idiot? When you showed up, everyone around me moved away, and you looked like you were sure you'd beat me.

And your stupid friend is so dumb, of course he had to call a friend to save face after being wronged. Besides, that idiot said that the local thugs often come here, so if he's coming, you'll probably come too.

Since you don't want to say who you are, then don't bother trying to find out my name."

"Heh, quite clever senior, indeed clever! I wonder what the rules are for a one-on-one match? I'll play with you and keep you company."

"Best of three, 20 yuan per round.

Want to play?" "Of course I'll play."

We started the King of Fighters one-on-one match procedure, and then it was the usual match procedure: flipping a coin to select the machine.

The senior student was lucky to get the host (most people find the host easier to use).

The three characters my senior chose were all quite agile: Benimaru, Iori, and Monkey (that's Choi Bounge, don't tell me you don't know him).

I chose Mary, Terry, and Daimon, characters I usually play.

The first round was relatively peaceful; everyone was making tentative attacks. Monkey basically just flew around in the air, and my Mary's anti-air skills were weak, so I rarely hit him. Monkey would occasionally swat at her, which annoyed me a lot.

But I didn't know she was trying to provoke me into a strong attack. I saw through my senior's moves and intentions, so I used a defensive technique, and Monkey's health started to drop significantly.

In the end, time was up, and Monkey had one-fifth of his health left, while Mary's health was lower.

I lost the first round, but I knew my senior was using tricks and would try to outmaneuver me in the next round.

The second round was Monkey vs. Gate.

While preparing, I secretly glanced at my senior's hand holding the controller; it was angled at the upper right at a 45-degree angle. I smiled knowingly; I knew what she was up to.

At the start of the match, Monkey jumped over, attempting a reverse, but almost simultaneously, I executed a 426a, firmly catching Monkey in mid-air and slamming him to the ground.

My senior panicked, performing a super-slip and another jump. I already knew what she was going to do, so I executed another 426a, catching Monkey down again.

This time, my senior was clearly nervous; she hadn't even executed the super-slip.

Seeing this, I rushed in and pressed with a light push, forcing Monkey into a passive defense. My senior's hands were sweaty, and the sound of her typing on the buttons grew increasingly loud—a major no-no for King of Fighters players. No matter how strong you are, nervousness is the end of everything.

Daimon's earthquake attack instantly killed the dwarf.

I won the second round.

Daimon still had two-thirds of his health.

The third round was evenly matched, but because my Daimon had less health, he was eventually killed by Benimaru's lightning punch, although Benimaru also only had one-third of his health left.

The fourth round was almost one-sided. My Terry charged in and then delivered a backward kick,

directly turning Benimaru into "cannon fodder" (a pun on "perfect power fountain," meaning to knock down the opponent without taking damage).

The fifth round, which was the decisive one, was

a full-health Iori versus a full-health Terry.

Senpai had regained her composure, and her attacks became sharp again. She used

her ultimate whenever she had the chance.

My Terry was taking too much damage.

Players with quick reflexes react faster. When I attacked, my senior was able to effectively block and dodge, defusing the attacks and seizing the right moment to strike.

Suddenly, after two Sunflower attacks, my senior's Iori threw a heavy punch that missed.

My heart tightened; I knew my senior was about to use Iori's ultimate technique, Infinite Sunflower.

If it succeeded, my Terry would be almost out of health. I had to capitalize on my senior's mistake, or I would lose.

Back in the game, Iori threw another Sunflower attack, but it missed.

I knew my chance had come.

I timed the

0.3-second pause perfectly, delivering a heavy punch followed by a light punch, then a slam that sent Iori flying to the edge of the screen. Then came 26D, and as he flew up, I followed up with 26B, instantly taking away almost half of his health.

The senior's veins were bulging, but it wasn't over yet. After Iori got up, he was immediately stunned, and Terry went straight for him with a maxed-out move, finishing him off.

A red "ko" appeared on the screen.

Everyone present shouted that he truly deserved to be called a master of skill. The senior stood there, her face dark, saying nothing. She couldn't forget the important matter.

"Senior, I was just lucky. You were definitely letting me win. If you had used Robert, I definitely would have lost. I don't want your 20 yuan."

The senior's expression gradually calmed down.

"Looks like you're a master too. Let's play a few more rounds,"

the senior said.

"Okay!" We ended up playing all afternoon.

Seeing that it was getting dark, we lost interest in playing. I suggested treating the senior to dinner, and she didn't really refuse, so we went out together.

We found a small restaurant nearby and ordered a few dishes. Surprisingly, my senior didn't object to me ordering some beer, so we ate and drank together.

By then, she had already had several drinks, and her face was flushed and slightly tipsy, making her incredibly alluring. "I'm so happy today!" she said, looking me intently.

"I had a really good time and even met such a nice younger brother. " Her eyes were so beautiful, filled with a seductive allure. Without thinking, I blurted out, "I don't want to be your younger brother, I want to be your boyfriend. Senior, I want you to be my girlfriend, okay?" After saying that, I felt uneasy, unsure of what to do next. "Wang Liming!" "Ah! How did you know my name, senior?" " I knew who you were the moment I saw you this afternoon. Why were you pretending not to know?" "I noticed you seemed a little disgusted by what I was doing, so I pretended not to know." "Hehe! To be my boyfriend, you have to meet three conditions: 1. You have to beat me in King of Fighters; 2. You have to be my type; 3. You have to be better than me academically. You're lucky. On the first day of school, those guys were negotiating over who could date one of my best friends. I hate it when women are treated like commodities, and you beat them all down, which suits my taste perfectly, and it gave my best friend a chance to vent her anger. Today you beat me in King of Fighters again, so you meet the first two conditions. Congratulations, you only need to meet the third condition. But let me tell you first, I'm always in the top 3 of my grade in exams. If you can be in the top 3 for two consecutive exams, I'll be your girlfriend. My name is Xuena, remember that. Take me home." "I was overjoyed to have the chance to be with my senior, so I walked her home. Her home was in an upscale residential area in the city. We walked to the entrance of her complex, and I reluctantly went back after seeing her inside. On the way back, I figured studying wouldn't be a big problem. If it weren't for the initial excitement of being away from home for the first time and being blinded by the novelty, I wouldn't have acted this way. So I set a goal to study hard and try to win her over as soon as possible. In the days that followed, I abandoned distractions and studied diligently. Because of my good foundation and hard work outside of class, I ranked third in the entire year in my first midterm exam. The day the rankings were revealed, both teachers and students were..." I looked at them differently, but I didn't care about them at all; I just wanted to tell my senior about my good grades as soon as possible. My senior was also excited when she found out and specially went out with me for a day, being my girlfriend for a day as a reward. That day, we went crazy at the amusement park. In the haunted house, when my senior saw those bloody and terrifying things made of plastic and dye, she kept crawling into my arms, and I had my fill of pleasure. Touching my senior's soft breasts and full buttocks, my penis became throbbing and erect. My senior felt my hardness and her face turned as red as if it were bleeding. In the dimly lit, deserted haunted house, I took my senior's hand, gently lifted it, and kissed it.

The senior student stared silently into the dim light, lost in thought.

Gently, I embraced her from behind, kissing her hair, her long neck, her ears, inhaling her faint fragrance.

Before I knew it, my hands, which had been around her waist, had moved upwards, freely caressing her breasts. Her lips were slightly parted, her eyes half-closed, drawing me to kiss her like a magnet. My

restless hands seized the opportunity to lift her shirt and slip inside.

That long-forgotten feeling returned through my fingertips.

At this moment, I was no longer an inexperienced child.

My fingertips played a soft melody, flowing over her full breasts, circling towards their highest peaks.

Our lips remained intertwined, her small tongue sucking at the passion he gave her.

"You little rascal, if you don't let go, I won't be polite!" my senior groaned.

I, however, was still greedily enjoying this hard-won reward.

Suddenly, my senior's hand gripped my waist tightly. "Ah... Sister, you're so cruel," I cried out in pain.

" I'll teach you to be naughty again, I'll teach you to be naughty again. " "Okay, sister, I won't do it again next time." After much coaxing and cajoling, my senior finally agreed to be my half-girlfriend. Half-girlfriend meant I could enjoy kisses and caresses, but nothing serious. In my senior's words, it was a reward for my hard work. Actually, she also liked my caresses and kisses, but she was just shy and made up an excuse. I pretended not to know and went along with what she said. In the days that followed, whenever we met alone, we would always discuss the boundaries of kissing and caressing beforehand. Before we knew it, it was time for final exams, and I had achieved excellent grades, ranking second in my grade. That day, my senior finally agreed to be my girlfriend, and I was incredibly excited. Winter break arrived, and most of my classmates had left school. I didn't want to be separated from my senior and lingered, reluctant to go home, spending every day being affectionate with her. That day, after watching a movie, we had dinner together. We both drank some alcohol and returned to my dorm in a slightly tipsy state. I turned on the tape recorder, played music, turned around, pulled my senior into my arms, and kissed her lips. Her lips were hot. Her body was also burning hot. I picked her up and placed her on my bed. I kissed her as I pulled open the hem of her clothes, slipped my hand inside, and cupped her breasts, kneading them through her bra. My senior hummed softly. I pushed her top and bra up over her breasts, skillfully playing with those mounds of flesh. My senior had the most quintessential angelic face and devilish figure; her face and temperament were like a child's, but her body was truly amazing. Her breasts were bowl-shaped, full, and snow-white. Every time I touched them, my mouth would water and my desire would burn fiercely. But every time, my senior would hesitate, which had dragged on until now. Today, I absolutely couldn't let her escape. My senior's white and tender breasts, kneaded and rubbed like dough, underwent countless transformations. "Mmm~ Gently~ Gently~ It hurts~" How could it hurt? It should feel good. I had already left my senior's mouth, and with both hands, I squeezed one breast hard, hoping to squeeze out milk to drink, but it was always in vain; the other one was served by my mouth. Having said so many sweet words on a daily basis, I was very skilled at kissing and sucking at this time, and my tongue was like a fish in water, galloping freely. "Mmm~ No~ Uh-huh~" My senior's moans were already incoherent. The "mellowness" of her breasts probably refers to the fact that she would go limp all over when touched. I saw that my senior had already collapsed on the bed, powerless to resist. Even if she resisted, her strength was like that of an ant to me. I began to untie the restraints on her lower body. My senior started struggling again, and I kissed her, my tongue entwining with hers. She immediately crumbled. I pressed her body down, ripping off her top and bra, my upper body pressing against hers, letting her restless nipples rub against my chest. Her struggles only made her weak and limp, and she moaned softly. This trick worked! To be safe, I kept one hand on her breast while using the other to pull down her casual pants. Her pants were the kind with an elastic waistband, so they were easy to take off. Then came her panties. I reached inside and groped around for a bit, then pulled my hand out, holding my fingers up to her delicate nose to show them, and laughed, "They're all so wet!" Her face turned bright red, and she vehemently denied it: "It wasn't me, it wasn't me." Whether she admitted it or not didn't matter. I used my hands and feet to help her pull the panties off. I unzipped my pants, wanting to immediately thrust in, but then I felt a little regretful. That forbidden area was truly forbidden; usually, I'd only touched and looked through her underwear. Today, I'd finally seen its true face, but I couldn't enjoy it myself. Oh well! I'll just have to eat it first and then slowly savor it. I held my penis at the tip and thrust forward with all my might. "Ah~!" Although it was a scream, it sounded quite pleasant. Luckily, I had played music beforehand, otherwise it would have been terrible. My senior trembled all over, her nipples, which were the least stable, waved red flags, and her cherry-like mouth, which was tilted back and let out a long howl, was half open and could not be closed. I was not satisfied with only going in a little bit, and I tried to break the silence, so I started to thrust forward again and again. She moaned more than ten times. I reached the bottom. This little girl's hole was not deep. When I reached the tender flesh at the center of her hole, her whole body trembled beautifully again. Her moans, apart from being extremely pleasurable, did not contain a trace of discomfort. But it was so tight that it took me a lot of effort to get to the bottom. Now she was holding me tightly like a small fist. I closed my eyes, enjoying her compactness and warmth, and said: "Sister, you are so tight." The senior sister scolded: "You are so tight!" I heard her voice sound strange, as if she was enduring some pain. He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw that her face was pale and her eyes were filled with tears. I said, "I'm sorry, I'm so rude." Just now, I just experienced the pleasure of my dick being squeezed by her vagina, and I didn't care about her ability to bear it. It made the senior sister in such pain. It was a mistake! I quickly kissed her pretty face and twirled the strawberries with my hands to make her wetter and smoother. I said again, "Sorry, it's too thick." This sentence lacked sincerity and was full of teasing. The senior said, "Shameless!" I said, "Okay, you'll soon find out if it's thick or not." If the senior could curse, accommodating most of my penis shouldn't be a problem, so I started piston-like movements. The senior's breasts truly lived up to the word "pleasure." Long, hard thrusts made them surge like waves, while gentle, slow thrusts made them sway gracefully. I had something to eat down there, something to grab up there, and even ice cream for my eyes. I was having a great time! The senior turned her head away from me, gripping the sheets tightly, enduring the pounding of my big cock. She couldn't withstand my rough handling, shaking her head incessantly, her hair flying wildly, saying, "Be gentle! Be gentle! It hurts!" I asked, "Is it thick?" The senior said, "It hurts!" I insisted on asking, "Is it thick?"

The senior said, "So thick! So thick! I can't take it anymore!" I said, "Call me 'Big Dick Brother'."

The senior said, "No! Ah! Ah! Big... Big Dick... Ah~" This little girl wasn't very patient either; she came before she could finish her moans. Waves of hot vaginal fluid gushed onto my glans, stimulating my body and making me tremble, almost causing me to ejaculate.

I continued thrusting, and the senior said, "Please, brother... I can't take it anymore!" Hearing this from me felt incredibly good. The warm and lovely senior moaned beneath me, her soft pleas for mercy giving me a real sense of conquest.

I could see she really couldn't take it anymore, and since it was her first time, I felt sorry for her and had to stop. I temporarily pulled out my big cock, and the senior continued moaning.

I released her body, eager to admire that enchanting little hole—red! The fluid that came out when the purse was opened and closed was white with a little blood! I hugged her tightly and said, "I'm sorry! I was too rude."

The same words, but with different feelings, my senior's eyes were red as she nestled in my arms.

I asked, "Why didn't you cry out in pain or tell me?" My senior replied, "Didn't I keep saying I was uncomfortable?" I said, "How am I supposed to know if you're uncomfortable from pain or discomfort from pleasure? The book says that extreme pleasure can also be uncomfortable."

My senior said, "Ugh! What's this about discomfort from pleasure?" I sighed, "Blindly believing everything in books is worse than having no books at all. Mencius was absolutely right."

My senior suddenly realized something: "Why haven't you...?" I said, "Never mind, it's caused trouble, so let's punish it! Let it be alone."

My senior bit her lip: "Did you often... do this before?" I said, "What? I'm a virgin. I

even gave you my first kiss."

Sigh! Women are so sensitive about this; I had to lie to her. If I told the truth at this moment, I'd really be a fool.

My senior blushed. "But you still... They say guys' first time is quick."

I asked, "Them? Who are they?" She replied, "They're the girls in the dorm."

I said proudly, "I'm naturally gifted, different from other guys."

She said, "You're shameless."

I rolled over, grabbed the panties hanging precariously at the foot of the bed, and used them to wipe the wetness from her genitals. The panties immediately changed color.

Then, I carefully folded them up, preparing to keep them.

At first, the senior was shy, but then she realized something was wrong and said, "Ugh! What are you doing?" I said, "A souvenir."

The senior said, "That was someone's first time. If anyone should have a souvenir, it should be me. Why did you take it?" I said, "It was my first time too."

I found a plastic bag, wrapped it up, and stuffed it into my pocket.

"How did it feel just now, sister?"

I teased.

"Um, I don't know how to describe it. When it first went in, it felt like it was tearing me apart down there, like being scalded by boiling water, burning hot.

But as you thrust in and out, it got more and more numb and itchy, and my whole body got hotter and hotter until finally my head spun around, more intense than when I was drunk. I felt lightheaded, like my soul was leaving my body, and after that, my legs trembled and my whole body was weak."

My senior's expressive ability is really strong; she described it so vividly.

"It hurt a lot , didn't it?

Here, let me give you a kiss." My senior snapped and flicked my head.

It seems she's recovered.

I then lay down again, looking at my senior beside me, pinching and rubbing her nipples with my fingers.

I've touched her body before, but never so freely.

She didn't struggle or dodge, just kept humming softly a couple of times, finally laughing and curling up into a ball when she couldn't hold back anymore.

I sat up, took her hand, and looked at her affectionately.

She blushed, embarrassed by my gaze.

Suddenly, I pressed her hand onto my still-erect penis.

She exclaimed, "Ah!" I laughed, "You haven't looked closely yet, have you? This is your first time getting aroused."

She tried to pull her hand away, but hearing my words, her cat-like curiosity was uncontrollable.

At first, I guided her hand to stroke my penis, but gradually she began to explore on her own.

"This thing looks so strange! Ah, it's so hard!" she commented.

I laughed, "Who do you think it's so hard for?" My senior said, "You're so naughty!" I said, "Who's naughty? Is it naughty or am I?" My senior said, "You're all naughty! How can you do this..." I said, "No one says I can't stay hard all the time!" She wouldn't listen, pulling my penis back and forth, and I let her do as she pleased.

"Did you like that feeling just now?" "Yes, it felt very good."

"Then let's do it again!" I chuckled.

"But it still hurts down there, you naughty guy, you just like to bully me."

"Keeping it in like this all the time will ruin you, it's not good for your health.

I feel so uncomfortable, sister.

How about you give me a kiss, sister!" I coaxed my senior.

"You little rascal, just go ahead and get hard! I don't care, how can I kiss you looking like that?"

"Good sister, good sister, kiss me, no one says I can't kiss you."

Finally, my senior agreed after my pleading.

She turned her head and bent down, taking my penis into her mouth! Then she just stood there, holding it, but she only put the glans in her mouth.

I said, "You have to lick it like you're eating a popsicle, suck it."

My senior started licking the glans, and since it was her first time, she was inevitably a little clumsy, and her teeth kept touching my glans.

I gritted my teeth and said, "Oh! Don't let your teeth touch it, it will hurt!" After saying that, it was much better. "

Yes! Take it in a little deeper."

"Just like that! And then spit it out a little."

My senior started repeating this action.

My senior started sucking rhythmically, and I was thrilled. I finally had her, and she was willingly letting me kiss my penis. Watching my not-so-small penis going in and out of her small mouth felt so stimulating! The sensation was intense. The warm, moist mouth gave me an extraordinary stimulation. I didn't want to hold out for too long, so I said after a short while, "I'm going to cum! You have to swallow it all and wait until I say I'm done."

My senior nodded.

When I ejaculated, my senior was startled, but she still frowned and sucked the semen clean.

"Sorry, sister, I shouldn't have let you swallow it."

"You little rascal, why couldn't I refuse your pleading?" "Good sister, I know you're good to me.

Sister, what does my cum taste like? What does it feel like to eat my cock?"

"Mmm, it's salty. After kissing for a long time, my lower body is a little itchy."

"Sister, do you want it again?"

"No, I'm exhausted." I also felt tired, so I hugged my senior and fell asleep.

In the following days, my senior kept saying that her lower body hurt, and she couldn't tighten her legs when walking, so we stopped doing it.

When my senior came back, she had something to do at home and didn't have time to come to my dormitory.

I couldn't stay at school all the time, and I couldn't resist my mother's urging, so I went home.

When I left, my senior came to see me off. Because of the time pressure, we didn't have time to do anything. My senior carefully tidied my bedding like a wife. I felt surrounded by my senior's love. I was so happy at that moment.

Finally, with my senior's eyes blurry with tears, I boarded the car home.

(2) "So tired~" I stretched and felt exhausted. I looked at the alarm clock next to my desk. It was already midnight.

I yawned and wrote in my diary, "The second day after we parted, I thought of you 35 times. You owe me 35 kisses."

After writing my farewell in the diary, I went to bed and

quickly fell asleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but I was awakened by a clear bird song.

I rubbed my eyes and got up.

Hmm? Where am I? I looked at the grassy field beneath my feet in confusion.

The emerald green grass stretched out from my feet like a carpet, filling the space in front of me.

Countless beautiful flowers swayed in the breeze.

A group of beautiful butterflies danced among the flowers.

In the distance, a lush weeping tree... The willow branches swayed gently in the breeze, and several small birds chirped merrily on the branches.

I turned around and saw a towering mountain behind me, its foothills covered by a dense forest that blocked my view.

Where was I? The air was so fresh; this place was so beautiful.

Was it a dream? Never mind, I decided to relax.

The fragrance of flowers and grass wafted over me, and I took a deep breath, feeling so content.

I walked slowly forward, the grass rustling under my feet, a sound as melodious as music.

Rounding a bend, my eyes were suddenly drawn to a wide lake.

The clear water was like a mirror.

A snow-white waterbird suddenly soared from the water into the sky, leaving only a trail of ripples in its wake.

I crouched down and watched several small fish swimming freely in the water.

I cupped my hands, scooped up a handful of water, and drank it all in one gulp—so sweet!

My spirits lifted.

I walked slowly along the lakeside, a sense of peace washing over me.

From afar came the sound of rushing water. My curiosity piqued, I looked around to see where the sound was coming from, and slowly walked towards it.

The sound grew louder and louder, until it became a thunderous roar.

Not far away, a wide waterfall cascaded down the cliff.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, shining onto the waterfall, and in an instant, a beautiful rainbow appeared before my eyes.

How beautiful! I marveled at the wonders of the Creator.

My gaze was drawn to the rushing waterfall, and a longing welled up within me, causing my pajamas to slip away.

Amidst the splashing water, I plunged naked into the water, standing in waist-deep depth, my long, dark hair draped over my shoulders.

The water was so refreshing. I gently splashed the water with my hands, the droplets landing on my smooth skin.

My fingers glided across my skin.

My fingers slowly moved to my breasts, gently kneading their softness, letting out pleasurable moans. I was completely immersed in this beautiful scene.

Then, I saw a figure slowly approaching me in the distance. "Could it be him? It must be!" The figure drew closer, and I quickly put on my pajamas, covering myself completely, awaiting his arrival.

A strong physique, a handsome face.

My heart pounded wildly, and a blush crept onto my face.

"You are..." He stared at me blankly, his face full of confusion.

My heart swelled with sweetness; finally, I understood! "Don't you want to see me? Why are you looking so smug?" "You're my senior? Where am I?!" He couldn't help but scratch the back of his head.

"Yeah! You idiot.

Did you miss me?"

I clutched the hem of my pajamas, glaring at him resentfully.

"Senior? Is it really you? I missed you so much.

I missed you so much I wanted to pee."

He said with a wicked grin.

"You jerk~ Have you forgotten me after all these days?"

I pouted, striking a pose as if ready to fight.

His face instantly lit up with immense joy, and he pulled me tightly into his arms.

"Senior, I've finally seen you.

I'm so happy~" he murmured.

"You little rascal, I missed you too~ Is it really you?" I gently leaned against him, burying my head in his chest, my hair clinging to his face.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the warmth of my lover's broad chest. "Wife~ You smell so good!" he gently inhaled my hair.

"Ugh! Who's your wife? When did you get permission to call me wife? And do you want a beating?" I wriggled in his arms playfully, my little fists pounding defiantly against his chest.

"I'll take that as a yes?" he said softly, holding me even tighter.

"You little rascal..." I gently raised my head, looking at his handsome face, and then slowly closed my eyes.

He slowly lowered his head and pressed his lips to my slightly cool red lips.

I slightly opened my mouth and put my tongue into his mouth, searching for his tongue.

Our tongues quickly intertwined, and he sucked so greedily, as if he wanted to possess my tongue completely.

I opened my eyes, slightly panting, and gave him a charming look, then once again put my little tongue into his mouth as much as possible.

His hands slowly slid down from my fragrant shoulders, gently stroking my smooth skin, finally stopping at my full, snowy buttocks.

Having not been touched by him for several days, I felt a little uncomfortable and twisted a few times in his arms to protest.

He released my tongue and whispered, "Senior, I really want to bite your butt."

I blushed instantly, looking at him with a flushed face, and pinched his waist hard.

He groaned but didn't stop him. He slowly pulled up the light gauze around my waist, exposing my snow-white buttocks to the air. His hands gently caressed them, and that comfortable feeling traveled through my skin to my brain.

"Senior,

I want to penetrate you. Have you missed me?" His body reacted.

I didn't speak, but reached out and grabbed his hand.

Once the gates of desire were opened, the restlessness in my heart wasn't so easy to shut down.

"You don't want to?" He looked at me with some confusion.

"You bad boy, you want a beating?" I said with a slight pout, gently pushing him away. Then I reached out and lightly pulled down the sheer fabric of my dress, revealing my naked body to him.

Sometime later, his clothes had vanished without a trace.

He pulled me to his side, and we slowly sat down on the grass, his hands roaming over my body.

That strange feeling made me moan softly.

When he grasped my two snow-white, firm breasts, I went limp in his arms.

He laid my body flat on the grass, carefully admiring my form. I closed my eyes, avoiding his gaze, a longing stirring within me.

"Senior,

you're so beautiful!" he sighed, placing his hands on my breasts again, gently kneading them.

My two pink nipples slowly peeked out from their areolas, proudly standing atop my snow-white peaks.

He lowered his head, taking one nipple into his mouth, teasing it skillfully with his tongue.

My breathing quickened, and I arched my upper body, responding to his tongue.

I let out seductive moans.

He released my nipple, leaving only one hand to gently caress my lovely breast.

His mouth traveled down my body, past the pubic hair, to between my tightly closed legs. He didn't rush to separate my legs, but gently stroked my thighs and inner thighs.

My moans gradually grew louder, and my legs slowly parted, revealing my most private parts.

He adjusted his position, extending his tongue to taste my lovely clitoris.

"Ah~" My body trembled violently, and I reached out to grasp his penis, slowly stroking it with my mouth.

My teeth gently grazed his glans, licking his urethral opening.

His penis gradually swelled under the ministrations of my mouth, almost bursting my lips.

"Mmm...don't stop...so good...sister, kiss my balls,"

he groaned.

I released his penis and slowly took his testicles into my mouth.

"Mmm...sister feels so good,"

he said, ecstatic.

I moved my tongue to his anus, gently licking it, while my hand played with his penis.

"Ahhhhh..." I felt his body trembling.

His mouth movements quickened.

"Mmm...you little rascal...I...I..." My vagina felt like it was being bitten and sucked by tens of thousands of tiny insects, and my love juices flowed more and more.

My body trembled more and more violently, and I pressed his head hard against my crotch with my hands, squeezing my legs together tightly.

He continued to relentlessly tease my swollen, bright red clitoris.

"Bastard~ I can't take it anymore, it feels so good~ Hurry up!" I groaned loudly.

A few minutes later, I let out a long sigh, my body trembled violently a few times, and then went limp.

Pleasure washed over my entire body.

He looked up at me, his face covered in fluid: "Senior, are you enjoying this?" "Mmm,"

I answered shyly.

"Senior, I'm coming, are you ready?" He propped himself up and climbed onto my soft body, pressing his hard penis between my legs.

I nodded slightly to him.

He looked at my face without speaking, grasped his penis and rubbed it against my already fully moistened vaginal opening for a while. His penis was quickly covered in my vaginal fluid. Then he placed the tip between my labia and slowly pressed down, the hot glans slowly squeezing into my vagina.

I felt something hard and hot forcing open my labia and slowly entering my body.

The walls of my vagina tightly gripped his penis, and I felt a throbbing, tingling sensation all around.

His penis continued to thrust.

"Ahhh...it feels so good..." I bit my lip and moaned softly.

He stopped, looked at my face, smiled slightly, and lowered his head to suckle my nipple with his tongue.

"Mmm..." A tingling sensation spread from inside my vagina.

I couldn't help but groan.

"Come on, I'm your woman, always yours!" I looked into his bright, piercing eyes and firmly spoke my heart.

After saying that, I gently closed my eyes, anticipating the sacred moment.

He thrust his hips forward, his penis plunging into my vagina, completely inside me.

"Ah~" I cried out in pleasure, my voice trembling with ecstasy. My body couldn't resist the pleasure, my hands gripping his shoulders tightly, my nails digging into his flesh. My vagina

convulsed.

"You bastard, you finally see me and all you do is fuck me, you bastard~" I said reproachfully as he kissed my face and lips, trying to comfort me with his actions.

He licked my ear and said, "Senior, about that thing, I've missed you so much, I can't sleep.

Otherwise, why would I be working so hard?" He lay on top of me, thrusting hard.

After a while, the tingling sensation inside my vagina made my body slowly twist, and I let out soft moans.

"Senior, does it feel good?" he said in a trembling voice.

"Ming, I'm so itchy.

Move faster, harder!"

I said loudly, squeezing my legs together, driven by lust.

He quickly responded, slowly pulling his already throbbing penis out halfway, and then thrusting it in hard again.

After about three to five minutes, I was already moaning loudly, pressing hard on his buttocks with my hands, and lifting my legs to hang around his waist.

"Ming.

Faster, it feels so good.

Faster~" Waves of pleasure surged through my vagina into my brain, my head swaying from side to side.

I felt every thrust bringing me boundless pleasure.

Gradually, my consciousness went blank, my vagina convulsing.

I held him tightly, my body covered in sweat.

"Ah... I'm flying... Ah!" I reached another climax.

I lay limply in the grass.

He withdrew his penis, kissed my hair, and whispered, "Are you happy?" "Yes, really happy,"

I replied.

"Are you tired, Ming~" I asked, looking at his sweaty face.

"Not tired, still want to be happy?" he asked softly.

"I...uh..." I answered shyly.

He turned me around, straightened his penis, and inserted it into my vagina again.

"Oh...Ming, it feels so good..." I moaned, sticking my buttocks up to meet his powerful thrusts.

He thrust in and out for a few minutes, then pulled his penis out and rubbed it against my anus.

"You're in the wrong place...you idiot..." I said.

"Can I try it? Sister..." he pleaded.

"You bastard, what do you want to do?" I said angrily.

"Sister, I want to try down there, sister, let me try!" he begged.

Although I resented his request, seeing his pleading look, I really didn't know how to refuse him.

"You little rascal, how did I fall for you?" He stopped talking and just played

with my clitoris with his fingers. Another wave of pleasure washed over me .

"

Ohh ... A tingling, itchy sensation spread through me. I responded to his movements, and he quickened his pace. I felt his penis growing thicker and hotter inside my rectum. "Ah~ Sister, I can't hold on much longer~" he said breathlessly. The speed of his thrusting increased. "Ah~" With a low growl, his penis rhythmically twitched inside my rectum, and streams of scalding semen shot onto my intestinal walls, making my whole body tremble... "Ming~" I jolted awake and sat up, looking around to find it completely dark. It was just a dream. I turned on the light and saw it was only 4 a.m. Suddenly, I felt some lubrication coming from my genitals, so I went to the bathroom and wiped myself clean with tissues. Looking at myself in the mirror, I thought about my erotic dream and couldn't help but playfully say to my reflection, "You...you...you're such a little pervert." Then I wrote in my diary that on the third day after we parted, in the early morning, I dreamed about that jerk, and in the dream, he did that kind of thing. Sigh, if he really made that request, should I agree? I couldn't resist him even in my dream; how could I refuse if he really kissed and touched me! Sigh! I must have owed him something in my past life. I closed my diary, pressed him under my pillow, hugged the robot cat my dad gave me for my birthday, and fell into a deep sleep again.

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