Female classmate who wasn't wearing underwear

Today is my birthday. I woke up early this morning, and my little brother was already erect. I was imagining making love with my idol, and
just as I was getting into the exciting part, my mom yelled, "Get up! You'll be late! This will disturb your dream!" I quickly got
dressed , without even eating breakfast, and rushed to school. As I got closer, I looked at my watch and realized I was going to be late
. Class started in five minutes, so I sprinted towards the classroom.

There were still two hundred meters to the teaching building, and the classroom was on the fifth floor… I didn't want to be late for
my first , especially since the professor's worst habit was supposedly taking attendance. I didn't want
to fail my first class, so I had to cross those two hundred meters, climb those five floors,
and then, when he called my name, shout "Present!" to save my precious credits.

I wonder if I left a trail of afterimages behind me. I just had to rush through the corridor ahead and I'd
be on the stairs! I shouted excitedly, and just
as , I heard a girl's scream. Then I bumped into a soft, fragrant body.
The girl cried out again and fell flat on her back.

I rubbed my sore head, about to apologize, but when I saw her long, white, slender legs exposed outside her short skirt,
I gasped and was speechless. Because her skirt had flown up when she fell,
my gaze followed her white, sexy thighs all the way to between her legs.
In the instant she quickly closed her legs, I glimpsed the soft, alluring
pink —she wasn't wearing underwear! My head spun, and I almost had a nosebleed.

"Ouch! You hurt so much!" she moaned softly. Her slender fingers, as if brushing away dust,
naturally straightened the hem of her skirt. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" "As I apologized, I
helped her up. Suddenly, a delicate fragrance wafted into my nose.

Did she know I'd discovered her secret? I couldn't help but steal a glance at her, and our
eyes met. She was truly an incredibly beautiful woman! Long hair cascaded over her shoulders, an angelic face,
eyebrows arched like crescent moons, a straight nose, and rosy lips. Most captivating were her eyes, both alluring and soft,
subtly revealing a wildness that clashed with her innocent appearance!

The moment our eyes met, two blushes immediately rose on her face, her eyes seeming to overflow with tears, yet she
feigned an innocent expression—she knew I'd seen her! This seemingly innocent but actually wanton beauty,
perhaps she'd had too much fun last night, because this morning she was not only almost late but had also panicked and had
n't .

I couldn't resist glancing at her chest, thinking lewdly: 'She's not even wearing a bra, is she?! This little beauty's
breasts aren't... '" Her figure was generally voluptuous, and her already tight-fitting top clung even more tightly to her body, revealing her devilish
curves! As I helped her slowly stand up, I easily caught a glimpse of her snow-white, bare, round, and
firm half-breast through the neckline. My eyes were practically glued to her breast. I never expected our school to have such a
sexy bombshell; how come I never saw her during freshman orientation? It seems like this is my first day of class—how embarrassing!

Just as she straightened up, her legs suddenly gave way, and with a cry of "Ouch~," her full, soft body collapsed into my
arms, and I immediately felt waves of milky pressure against my chest! Holy crap—was I dreaming?! My little brother couldn't hold back
any longer ; it instantly became hard and erect, pressing against her lower abdomen.

She bounced away forcefully, glanced at me casually, and muttered, "Ugh~," before picking up her books
and running towards the classroom. I stood there stunned for a moment before quickly chasing after her, calling out, "Excuse me! What's
your name?" She didn't stop, turning back and saying, "I won't tell you!" "I'm going to be late!"

I snapped out of my daze and yelled "Damn it!" and sprinted away. But it was too late. I watched helplessly as she
darted into the fifth-floor classroom like a little deer. When I finally arrived, panting, I was met
with the disapproving —he had just closed the attendance book.

Dejected, I walked into the classroom, only to find the pretty girl I had bumped into earlier smiling at
me. The lecture hall wasn't crowded to begin with, and she was sitting in the last row, the seat next to her was even empty.
The freshmen were quite adorable; everyone was vying for the front seats, just like in high school.
The pretty girl was late, so she had to sit at the back… Of course, many boys wanted to move to the back, but
class had already started, and they didn't dare.

Looking at this angelic-faced, devilishly beautiful girl, I sat down next to her without hesitation.
She looked at me with surprise, then turned her gaze to the blackboard, seemingly studying very diligently.

I paid no attention to what the bespectacled professor was rambling on about; my attention was completely focused
on the pretty girl. She exuded a faint fragrance. I lay on the desk,
peeking at her from behind my upright textbook. Looking down, I could see her long, snow-white legs slightly crossed, the hem of her short skirt covering
two-thirds of her thighs. These bare legs were undeniably sexy, but knowing that she was completely naked under that
thin skirt made them even more obscene and provocative. I imagined
the soft, curly hair, the moist, alluring vulva, and her snow-white, bare buttocks completely exposed beneath her skirt, and
my penis involuntarily hardened.

The pretty girl stared intently at the blackboard, seemingly oblivious to my lewd gaze. However, her
increasingly rapid breathing and the faint blush on her face revealed that she was faking it! A sudden idea struck me. I
wrote a note and handed it to her: "Did I bump into you and hurt you?" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

She glanced at me and replied with a note: "It really hurts~~ How are you going to make up for it~" "Want me to keep you company?
How about I keep you company tonight? (*^_^*)" "Ugh~ Who wants you to keep me company? I want to make up for it~" Hehe, she didn't even get angry at
such teasing, which means she doesn't have a bad impression of me! So I continued my offensive, chatting with her slowly through notes,
and soon I used my sweet words and silver tongue to flirt with the little beauty.

During our note chat, I learned that her name was Anqi~~ An angel, isn't that an angel?
~~ As expected, she laughed non-stop after seeing my name, "Li Piaopiao?~~ Not Li Piaopiao, right?"
"Not Piaopiao, it's Piao Piao~~ (*^_^*)" My answer made her blush, she seemed...
She glanced at me with a flirtatious look, the subtle smile on her lips sending a rush of heat through me!

I quietly moved my leg closer to hers, gently touching it. She flinched, but didn't pull her leg away.
Encouraged, I pressed my thigh against her long, bare, beautiful leg. Even through the thin fabric of her pants, I could
feel the smooth, soft texture of her skin. She must have felt my burning heat too; her eyes began to
gleam with a suggestive light, yet she remained restrained, impassive, even seemingly unintentionally swaying her long, beautiful leg, gently
rubbing against my thigh.

"Are you still a virgin?" I was certain this pretty Angie was a wanton little beauty, but I
couldn't resist writing this question and handing her the note. Angie glanced at me with incredibly alluring eyes and wrote:
"Of course!" I was quite skeptical! A little beauty who doesn't even wear underwear, still a virgin? Angie wrote
another sentence: "My family is quite strict. I used to go to a private elite high school."

I realized then that she really was experiencing the same sexual frustration of puberty as me. Those
ridiculously strict schools definitely produce 100% virgins, but the more extreme the place, the more extreme
the people.

I looked at Angie; beneath her innocent appearance lay a burgeoning lust. Maybe her tender little pussy was already
wet! A bolder thought surfaced in my mind. My hand had already quietly moved to
Angie 's thigh. My hand pressed against her smooth skin. She moved slightly but didn't move her leg away.

My hand, without hesitation, slid straight between her warm, elastic thighs… Angie
was startled ! She thought I was just being a little groping, nothing more, and that was it. She didn't expect me to be so bold. It wasn't until
my hot palm caressed the inside of her soft thighs that she realized what was happening. Her face flushed red, and she
leaned on the table, pressing my hand against her skirt to stop it from going any further. She let out a low, suppressed
moan: "No~~"

Our seats were in the top row of the classroom, so of course no one would notice my hand
lewdly exploring between Angie's thighs. I brought my mouth close to Angie's ear and gently blew a breath: "Just now—I—
saw—everything—oh—"

These words were like a spell, instantly making the little beauty weak all over. I then added an even more explicit question
: "Did you—masturbate—until—late at night yesterday?" She parted her sexy, red lips,
breathing slightly heavily. My hand slowly breached her defenses,
slipping My fingers parted her soft, downy pubic hair, gently teasing her slightly parted, pink labia
.

"Oh~" the beautiful girl let out a suppressed moan, her body trembling as if electrocuted. Her
full, round buttocks instinctively moved back, trying to escape my lewd caresses, but my fingers were firmly planted
inside her alabaster mons pubis, teasing her moist, soft clitoris until it stood erect and glistening
. At the junction of her labia, my fingertips, dipped in the involuntary flow of nectar, pressed against her delicate, sensitive pink clitoris
. The layers of tender flesh in her honeyed orifice opened and writhed under my teasing, the sticky nectar flowing out continuously…

In the sacred classroom, under the noses of her teacher and classmates, to have her
honeyed orifice was a scene she had never experienced before.

Angie's cheeks were flushed, her breath coming in short gasps. She bit her lip and scrawled on the paper,
"You're so bad! So bad! So bad!" Watching this beautiful girl being so thoroughly violated in public, her juices flowing freely,
I couldn't resist parting her firm, full labia, my fingers penetrating her soft, moist opening,
slowly sliding in amidst the sticky fluid.

The intense pleasure made her almost convulse, bending over, a gush of hot nectar spurting from her vulva
, wetting my hand. I heard her moan, and noticed
a damp patch on her seat. I quietly asked, "Is it good?" She glared at me resentfully without answering. I
smiled slightly and whispered, "I want to make love to you."

Almost ten minutes later, she handed me a note: "Time? Place?" I immediately turned to look at her.
Her eyes, curved in a half-smile, were fixed on me—an angelic face, yet her gaze was so wanton.

I immediately replied, "Tonight, at my apartment." She said, "But on one condition." "Say it!"
"You're not allowed to touch me during the day!" "Okay!"

We then began to chat easily and pleasantly, like old friends who had known each other for years. I learned that her family was quite
wealthy , and she lived in a high-end apartment near the school, just like me—a large four-bedroom, three-
living-room suite, also for four people, each with their own bedroom. However, her suite currently only had three people living there,
with one bedroom empty.

When no one was looking, I quietly asked her, "Did you masturbate last night?" She
hit me hard with her textbook, completely extinguishing my last bit of curiosity about the question.

As we both looked forward to the romantic scene that was about to unfold that night, our bodies gradually changed as time passed
. Her face often turned inexplicably red, her chest heaved with each breath, and her eyes
became increasingly watery, occasionally exchanging ambiguous glances with me.

My heart raced, my blood boiled, and my little brother began to stir. I regretted
not scheduling the class for noon. Time seemed to crawl; I couldn't concentrate on my studies and was restless. Angie, however,
sat upright, listening intently. I couldn't help but admire her.

Outside, it was as dark as if it were about to rain. It was morning, but it felt like midnight. Just
as I was getting incredibly bored, the fluorescent lights in the classroom flickered and went out.

Ah! Power outage!

The girls' screams and the boys' cheers instantly filled the classroom. Normally, I would have been
the loudest of the boys, but this time, as the classroom plunged into darkness, a thought struck me. Without
a word, I wrapped my arms around the slender waist beside me, and a warm, soft body nestled into my embrace.

The beautiful woman in my arms hummed in agreement, offering no resistance. Of course, I wouldn't be polite. My fingers expertly
reached for the peach-like flesh beneath her short skirt. She trembled in my arms, her warm, sticky nectar overflowing!

Suddenly, the little beauty bit my shoulder hard. Just as I was about to scream in pain, two soft, moist
lips, breathing warm air, pressed against mine.

I held her slender waist tightly, our tongues entwining wildly. I lifted her
skirt, exposing her snow-white, sexy buttocks to the darkness. She sat on my lap, kissing me passionately.
My hands slid to her breasts; her two full, firm breasts were large and round, full of the elasticity unique to young girls. They felt
incredibly soft and comfortable to touch. I vigorously caressed her high breasts, pinching her gradually hardening
pink nipples. She kept letting out low, suppressed moans in my ear: "Ah~ Oh~ I~ So hot~"
My little brother was already standing tall and erect. A slender hand reached down, and with a "whoosh," pulled down
the zipper, taking it directly out of my underwear.

The power outage seemed unlikely to be back on for a while, as a worker ran in to say it was a rare,
zoned blackout. The professor then dismissed class, but because it was so dark outside, most students
, especially the girls, didn't want to go back to their dorms. They were even more afraid to go back, since there was no power anywhere,
and it was safer to stay in the crowded classroom. So, even though the professor was gone, more than half the students remained in the classroom.

I didn't care about any of that. Angie's slender fingers gently held my entire penis, caressing it constantly
. She gripped the shaft tightly and stroked it up and down, rubbing the swollen glans with her thumb. Her long, slender fingers repeatedly squeezed the sensitive folds beneath
the glans , sometimes tightly gripping the shaft and rubbing it back and forth with her soft, warm palms.
My penis, under her constant teasing, was already as hard as steel, long and thick, so thick that she needed both hands to
fully grasp it.

She held my penis with one hand, pointing it high towards the ceiling, and Angie's body
moved . Suddenly, I felt an indescribable tingling pleasure in my glans. My sensitive crown was pressed against a soft, warm, and moist surface
. Then, my entire glans was enveloped tightly by a slippery, moist, and fiery fleshy cavity. I
groaned comfortably, my penis growing even harder.

Angie gripped my shoulders tightly, her plump, round buttocks slowly lowering her. The girl's moist, tight vagina
writhed and contracted under the pressure of my glans, tightly wrapping around my penis. She let out a soft moan, her whole body
trembling slightly, her limp body suddenly stiffening. I knew I had broken her
hymen, which she had cherished for so many years, and a secret joy welled up inside me.

"It hurts so much~" Angie groaned softly in my ear. I held her smooth, plump buttocks and slowly pulled her down. Amid
her soft cries of pain, my penis mercilessly forced open her untouched virgin vagina until the glans finally
touched her tender clitoris. She let out a long-suppressed groan, her forehead covered in sweat.

The lively chatter and conversation in the classroom were right beside me. In this boundless darkness, my large penis
was firmly inserted into the wet, virgin vagina of the beautiful Angie right before their eyes, engaging in wanton intercourse.

I slowly raised her round buttocks, my large penis, coated with her nectar and tightly held by her tender flesh,
rubbed against her soft vaginal muscles as I slowly withdrew. When I reached the glans, I suddenly put her down, the head of my penis whistling as it forced
its way through the undulating folds of flesh and thrust in.

The intense impact almost made Angie collapse on top of me, her breath coming softly in my ear
. Each time I thrust in hard, she would convulse, clinging to me tightly, biting her lip, and letting out a
low moan.

The thrill of making love in public made me incredibly excited. Because I couldn't see her face in the darkness,
my focus was entirely on the friction between our skin and the point of contact,
greatly amplifying the pleasure from this primal stimulation. I felt my little brother swelling with unusual rage, making soft "tsk tsk" sounds as it
powerfully in and out of her tight little hole.

My continuous thrusting made the little girl dizzy and confused, and she couldn't help but cry out several times . I
couldn't help but groan and pant slightly. Fortunately, the classroom was noisy, and we were sitting in the corner, so no one
noticed the soul-stirring moans coming from us. Angie's honey hole was so tender and tight, and warm, sticky lustful fluid kept
overflowing, moistening my big cock.

This tight and slippery feeling made it impossible for me to slowly thrust in and out. My heart was filled with
masculine brutality and the desire to conquer. Just then, Angie became wanton, moaning sweetly, "Mmm...mmm
...husband...so...so good...you're killing me..."

I growled softly, picked her up, pressed her down on the desk, forcefully
spread , and thrust my thick cock into her soft honey hole, all the way in. Although her vagina had been
thoroughly lubricated and opened, the rough insertion still caused her to cry out, her fingers gripping my
back tightly.

I gave her no chance to breathe, thrusting in and out like a storm. Each thrust pulled back to the head,
each entry went all the way in, her tender, wet folds trembling and contracting, her juices soaking
both of our . I pulled open her shirt, vigorously kneading her full, round, and incredibly elastic breasts.
Angie was quickly brought to orgasm by the fierce assault, her juices covering her snow-white buttocks. She
trembled beneath me, biting her collar tightly to stifle her cries, her hands reaching
inside my clothes, gripping my back muscles, her plump, upturned buttocks thrusting rhythmically.

She was immersed in boundless pleasure, panting heavily, repeatedly uttering a few syllables in a low voice: "Faster,
faster...deeper...ah...mmm..."

Just then, a loud crash came from outside, and a torrential downpour began. Many classmates screamed and ran
to the corridor to see what was happening, and the overwhelming sound of the rain masked the sounds of my intense lovemaking with Lin Angong
.

Anqi suddenly convulsed, her long legs tightly gripping my waist, her sharp nails digging into my flesh. She
breathed heavily, moaning softly, "Don't stop! Mmm...harder...faster...mmm..." I felt her
vagina contracting and spasming, gripping my penis tightly with each thrust, bringing me immense
pleasure. It felt like an electric current was coursing through my penis, and I longed to ejaculate freely.

I gritted my teeth, using the last of my strength to thrust into her, and with my frenzied pounding,
the gates finally opened!

She suddenly bit my shoulder hard, letting out a low, dying moan. The pain temporarily
distracted me, slightly reducing my urge to ejaculate. I took advantage of this and continued thrusting into her. Her tender, moist vagina
contracted repeatedly, the powerful suction making my penis feel like it was dying of pleasure.

Angie, her lips moist, whispered seductively in my ear, "Shoot...give
me...semen..." Her body convulsed briefly again, and her vulva gushed out a large gush of warm, incredibly
hot fluid, hitting my sensitive glans.

I was overwhelmed with pleasure, shivering involuntarily. Intense pleasure erupted from deep within my body.
I held her limp body tightly, my large penis throbbing and twitching as it clenched around her warm, soft vagina. With a low
growl , I forcefully ejaculated streams of thick, milky semen into her tender vagina.

She struggled to lift her head, her warm, moist lips searching for mine. We kissed passionately, our tongues
entwining like nimble snakes, conveying the sweet afterglow of passion.

I moved my body, withdrawing my penis from her slightly parted labia, and
gently dressed both of us.

Angie nestled in my arms, letting me comfort her. After I finished packing, I brushed her hair aside.
Although clearly in the darkness, I imagined it must be radiant. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but gently
kiss her cheek.

She softly hummed in agreement, lost in thought. I softly asked her, "What's wrong?"

She shifted slightly in my arms, burying her face in my chest, taking my hand and placing it on her waist, but
remained silent. I held her slender waist, inhaling the fragrance of her hair. Her soft, full figure in my arms was incredibly alluring, and I was
momentarily stunned.

After a while, she gently kissed me and said, "Later... can you take me back to my apartment?"
"Of course, it's raining so hard outside, and it's so dark... Oh, wait, didn't you promise to come to

my place tonight?" I chuckled. "We'll continue tonight!"

She playfully punched me, embarrassed. "I'm not going!" I asked, surprised. She gently brought her lips to my
ear and whispered, "It's my first time, it hurts!"

I readily accepted this excuse. Touching her full breasts, I asked softly, "When can we
do it again?"

"Then...would you be my boyfriend?" Angie said gently, "I'm not a casual girl
."

"Of course, okay." I thought to myself, my penis is still stained with her virgin blood,
wouldn't I be a fool not to have such a beautiful and alluring girlfriend?

Angie happily kissed me and whispered, "Do you know why I'm not wearing underwear?"
I was also puzzled by this. A beautiful girl like her, not wearing underwear in college—especially since
she's a virgin—it's simply unbelievable.

"That's because all my underwear was stolen by a pervert!" I suddenly realized. Hearing such
a charming young girl's lustful voice in my arms, my little brother almost felt reborn. I hugged her tighter:
"Okay then! Come to my place tonight, I'll bring you a dozen new panties."

"No way~" she wriggled in my arms like a spoiled child, "I'm not going!"

"Why, don't you want panties?" My hand secretly slipped between her legs, where sticky
, slippery fluid still flowed between her vulva.

"I'll buy them myself... If I go to your place again... you'll kill me... just like before...
I thought I was dead several times..." Angie whispered. If it were under the light,
you could see the faint blush on her face.

I hugged her and chuckled, knowing that this little beauty was completely conquered by me! And so, on my
first day of college, I met my first girlfriend and took her most precious
virginity in class!

Today is my birthday. I woke up early this morning, and my little brother was already erect. I imagined the scene of making love with my idol.
Just as I was getting to the exciting part, my mother shouted, "Get up!" I was almost late, and the dream had been interrupted! I quickly
dressed , skipping breakfast, and rushed to school. As I approached, I glanced at my watch, realizing I was about to be late—
only five minutes left before class! I sprinted towards the classroom.

There were still two hundred meters to the building, and the classroom was on the fifth floor… I didn't want to be late for my
first class, especially since the professor was known for taking attendance. I didn't want
to fail my first course, so I had to cross those two hundred meters, climb those five floors,
and then, when he called my name, shout "Present!" to save my precious credits.

I wondered if I was leaving a trail of afterimages behind me; I just had to rush across the corridor and I'd
be on the stairs! I shouted excitedly, and just
as , I heard a girl's scream. Then I bumped into a soft, fragrant body.
The girl cried out again and fell flat on her back.

I rubbed my sore head, about to apologize, but when I saw her long, white, slender legs exposed outside her short skirt,
I gasped and was speechless. Because her skirt had flown up when she fell,
my gaze followed her white, sexy thighs all the way to between her legs.
In the instant she quickly closed her legs, I glimpsed the soft, alluring
pink —she wasn't wearing underwear! My head spun, and I almost had a nosebleed.

"Ouch! You hurt so much!" she moaned softly. Her slender fingers, as if brushing away dust,
naturally straightened the hem of her skirt. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" "As I apologized, I
helped her up. Suddenly, a delicate, youthful fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

Did she know I'd discovered her secret? I couldn't help but steal a glance at her, and our
eyes met. She was truly an incredibly beautiful woman! Long hair cascaded over her shoulders, an angelic face,
eyebrows arched like crescent moons, a straight nose, and rosy lips. Most captivating were her eyes, both alluring and soft,
subtly revealing a wildness that clashed with her innocent appearance!

The moment our eyes met, two blushes instantly rose on her face, her eyes seeming to overflow with tears, yet she
feigned an innocent expression—she knew I'd seen her! This seemingly innocent but actually wanton beauty,
perhaps she'd had too much fun last night, because this morning she was not only almost late but had also panicked and
hadn't .

I couldn't resist glancing at her chest, thinking lewdly: 'She's not even wearing a bra, is she?' This little beauty..."
Her breasts were unusually full; her already tight top clung even more tightly to her body, revealing her devilish
curves! As I helped her slowly stand up, I easily caught a glimpse of
half of her snow-white, bare, round, and firm breast through the neckline. My eyes were practically glued to her breasts. I never imagined our school had such a
sexy bombshell; how come I never saw her during freshman orientation? It seems like this is my first day of class—how embarrassing!

Just as she straightened up, her legs suddenly gave way, and with a cry of "Ouch!", her full, soft body collapsed into my
arms. I immediately felt waves of milky pressure against my chest! Holy crap—was I dreaming?! My little brother couldn't resist any
longer ; it instantly hardened and stood erect, pressing against her lower abdomen.

She jerked away forcefully, glanced at me casually, muttered, "Ugh~," picked up her books,
and turned to run towards the classroom. I stood there stunned for a moment before hurriedly catching up, calling out, "Excuse me! What's your
name?" She didn't stop, turning back to say, "I won't tell you! I'm going to be late!"

I snapped out of my daze, yelling "Damn it!" and sprinted away. But it was too late. I watched helplessly as she
darted into the fifth-floor classroom like a little deer. When I finally arrived, panting, I was met with
the disapproving —he had just closed the attendance book.

Dejected, I walked into the classroom, only to see the pretty girl I'd bumped into smiling at
me. The lecture hall wasn't crowded to begin with, and she was sitting in the last row, the seat next to her empty. The
first-year university students were quite adorable; everyone was vying for the front seats, just like in high school.
The pretty girl was late, so she had to sit at the very back… Of course, many boys wanted to move to the back, but
class had already started, and they didn't have the guts.

Looking at this beautiful young woman with an angelic face and a devilish figure, I sat down next to her without hesitation.
She glanced at me in surprise, then turned her gaze to the blackboard, seemingly studying diligently.

I paid no attention to what the bespectacled professor was rambling on about; my attention was entirely focused
on the young woman. She exuded a faint fragrance. I leaned over the desk, hiding behind my upright textbook
, and peeked at her. From the desk, I could see her long, snow-white legs slightly crossed, the hem of her short skirt covering
two-thirds of her thighs. These bare legs were undeniably sexy, but when you knew that she wasn't wearing anything under that
thin skirt, they became incredibly lewd and provocative. I imagined
the soft, curly hair completely exposed beneath her skirt, her moist, alluring vulva, and her snow-white, naked, pert buttocks, and
my penis involuntarily hardened.

The young woman stared intently at the blackboard, seemingly oblivious to my lewd gaze. However, her
increasingly rapid breathing and the faint blush on her face clearly showed that this girl was faking it! A clever idea struck me, and I
wrote a note and handed it to her: "Did I bump into you and hurt you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

She glanced at me and replied with a note: "It really hurts~~ How are you going to make it up to me~" "Want me to keep you company?
How about I keep you company tonight? (*^_^*)" "Ugh~ Who wants you to keep me company? I want to make it up to you~" Hehe, she didn't even get angry at
such teasing, which means she didn't have a bad impression of me! I continued my offensive, chatting with her slowly through notes,
and soon I had her showered with flirtatious glances and sweet talk.

During our note conversation, I learned her name was Anqi~~ An angel, isn't that an angel?
As I expected, she laughed incessantly after seeing my name. "Li Piaopiao? Not Li Piaopiao, right?"
"Not Piaopiao, but Piao Piao (*^_^*)" My answer made her blush. She
glanced at me with a flirtatious look, and the faint smile on her lips made my blood boil!

I quietly moved my leg closer to hers and gently touched her. She flinched but didn't move her leg away. I
was greatly encouraged and pressed my thigh against her bare, slender legs. Even through the thin layer of pants, I could still
feel the smoothness and softness of her skin. She must have felt my fiery body temperature too. Her eyes began to become
ambiguous, but she remained restrained and composed, even seemingly unintentionally swaying her long, beautiful legs, gently
rubbing against my thigh.

"Are you still a virgin?" I concluded that this pretty Anqi was a wanton little beauty, but I
still couldn't help but write this question and hand it to her. Angie glanced at me with an extremely alluring look and wrote,
"Of course!" I was quite skeptical! A pretty girl who doesn't even wear underwear, how could she be a virgin? Angie added
another sentence: "My family is quite strict. I used to go to a private elite high school."

I realized, it seems she really is in the same sexual frenzy as me during puberty. Those
abnormally definitely produce 100% virgins, but the more abnormal the place, the more abnormal
the people.

I looked at Angie; beneath her innocent appearance lay a burgeoning lust. Maybe her tender little pussy was already
wet! A bolder idea surfaced in my mind, and my hand quietly moved to
Angie 's thigh. My hand pressed against her smooth skin; she moved slightly but didn't move her leg away.

My hand, without hesitation, went straight between her warm and elastic thighs… Angie
was startled ! She thought I was just being a little groping, nothing more, and that was it. She didn't expect me to be so bold. It wasn't until
my hot palm caressed the inside of her soft thighs that she realized what was happening. Her face flushed red, and she
leaned on the table, pressing my hand against her skirt to stop it from going any further. She let out a low, suppressed
moan: "No~~"

Our seats were in the top row of the classroom, so of course no one would notice my hand
lewdly exploring between Angie's thighs. I brought my mouth close to Angie's ear and gently blew a breath: "Just now—I—
saw—everything—oh—"

These words were like a spell, instantly making the little beauty weak all over. I then added an even more explicit question
: "Did you—masturbate—until—late at night yesterday?" She parted her sexy, red lips,
breathing slightly heavily. My hand slowly breached her defenses,
slipping My fingers parted her soft, downy pubic hair, gently teasing her slightly parted, pink labia
.

"Oh~" the beautiful girl let out a suppressed moan, her body trembling as if electrocuted.
Her full, round buttocks instinctively moved back, trying to avoid my lewd caresses. However, my fingers were completely
inside her alabaster-like mound of Venus, teasing her moist, soft clitoris until it stood erect and glistening
. At the junction of her labia, my fingertips, dipped in the involuntary flow of nectar, pressed against her delicate, sensitive pink clitoris
. The layers of tender flesh in her vulva opened and writhed under my teasing, and sticky nectar flowed continuously…

In the sacred classroom, under the noses of her teacher and classmates, to have her
vulva was a scene she had never experienced before.

Angie's cheeks were flushed, her breath coming in short gasps. She bit her lip and scrawled on the paper,
"You're so bad! So bad! So bad!" Watching this beautiful girl being so thoroughly violated in public, her juices flowing freely,
I couldn't resist parting her firm, full labia, my fingers penetrating her soft, moist opening,
slowly sliding in amidst the sticky fluid.

The intense pleasure made her almost convulse, bending over, a gush of hot nectar spurting from her vulva
, wetting my hand. I heard her moan, and noticed
a damp patch on her seat. I quietly asked, "Is it good?" She glared at me resentfully without answering. I
smiled slightly and whispered, "I want to make love to you."

Almost ten minutes later, she handed me a note: "Time? Place?" I immediately turned to look at her.
Her eyes, curved in a half-smile, were fixed on me—an angelic face, yet her gaze was so wanton.

I immediately replied, "Tonight, at my apartment." She said, "But on one condition." "Say it!"
"You're not allowed to touch me during the day!" "Okay!"

We then began to chat easily and pleasantly, like old friends who had known each other for years. I learned that her family was quite
wealthy , and she lived in a high-end apartment near the school, just like me—a large four-bedroom, three-
living-room suite, also for four people, each with their own bedroom. However, her suite currently only had three people living there,
with one bedroom empty.

When no one was looking, I quietly asked her, "Did you masturbate last night?" She
hit me hard with her textbook, completely extinguishing my last bit of curiosity about the question.

As we both looked forward to the romantic scene that was about to unfold that night, our bodies gradually changed as time passed
. Her face often turned inexplicably red, her chest heaved with each breath, and her eyes
became increasingly watery, occasionally exchanging ambiguous glances with me.

My heart raced, my blood boiled, and my little brother began to stir. I regretted
not scheduling the class for noon. Time seemed to crawl; I couldn't concentrate on my studies and was restless. Angie, however,
sat upright, listening intently. I couldn't help but admire her.

Outside, it was as dark as if it were about to rain. It was morning, but it felt like midnight. Just
as I was getting incredibly bored, the fluorescent lights in the classroom flickered and went out.

Ah! Power outage!

The girls' screams and the boys' cheers instantly filled the classroom. Normally, I would have been
the loudest of the boys, but this time, as the classroom plunged into darkness, a thought struck me. Without
a word, I wrapped my arms around the slender waist beside me, and a warm, soft body nestled into my embrace.

The beautiful woman in my arms gave a soft "hmm" and didn't resist. Of course, I wouldn't be polite. My fingers expertly
groped for the peach-like flesh beneath her short skirt. She trembled in my arms, warm, sticky nectar overflowing from her lips!

Suddenly, the little beauty bit my shoulder hard. Just as I was about to scream in pain, two sweet, soft,
moist lips, breathing warm air, pressed against mine.

I tightened my arms around her slender waist, our tongues entwining wildly. I lifted her
skirt, exposing her snow-white, sexy buttocks to the darkness. She sat on my lap and kissed me passionately.
My hands slid down to her breasts. Her two full, firm breasts were large and round, full of the elasticity unique to young girls. They
felt incredibly soft and comfortable to touch. I vigorously caressed her high peaks, pinching her gradually hardening
pink nipples. She kept moaning softly in my ear, "Ah~ Oh~ I~ So hot~"
My little brother was already standing tall and erect. A slender hand reached down and
pulled out my underwear with a "whoosh. "

The power outage seemed like it wouldn't be back for a while, because a worker ran in and said it was a rare
district-wide power outage. The professor then announced the end of class, but because it was still incredibly dark outside, most students
didn't want to go back to their dorms, especially the girls, who were even more afraid to go back. Since there was no power everywhere,
it was safer to stay in the crowded classroom. So even though the professor left, more than half of the students remained in the classroom.

I didn't care about any of that. Angie's slender fingers gently held my entire penis, caressing it constantly
. She gripped the shaft tightly and stroked it up and down, rubbing the swollen glans with her thumb. Her long fingers repeatedly squeezed the sensitive folds of flesh under
the glans , sometimes tightly gripping the shaft and rubbing it back and forth with her soft, warm palm. My
penis, already hard as steel from her constant teasing, was so long and thick that it took both of her hands to
fully grasp it.

She held my penis with one hand, pointing it high towards the ceiling, and Angie's body
moved . Suddenly, my glans felt an indescribable tingling pleasure; the sensitive crown pressed against a soft, warm surface
. Then, my entire glans was enveloped by a slippery, moist, and fiery vaginal cavity. I
groaned comfortably, my penis growing even harder.

Angie gripped my shoulders tightly, her plump, round buttocks slowly lowering her. Her wet, tight vagina
contracted and writhed under the pressure of my glans, tightly entwining my penis. She let out a soft moan, her whole body
trembling slightly, her limp body suddenly stiffening. I knew I had broken her
hymen, which she had cherished for so many years, and a surge of secret joy welled up inside me.

"It hurts so much~" Angie groaned softly in my ear. I held her smooth, plump buttocks and slowly pulled her down. Amid
her soft cries of pain, my penis mercilessly forced its way into her untouched virgin vagina until the head of my penis finally
touched her tender clitoris. She let out a long-suppressed groan, her face covered in sweat.

The lively discussions and conversations in the classroom were right beside me. In this boundless darkness, my large penis
was firmly inserted into the beautiful Angie's wet, virgin vagina right before their eyes, engaging in wanton copulation.

I slowly lifted her round buttocks, my large penis, coated with her nectar and tightly gripped by her tender flesh,
rubbed against her soft vaginal muscles as I slowly withdrew. When I reached the glans, I suddenly lowered her, my glans forcefully pushing through
the undulating folds of flesh and thrusting in.

The intense impact nearly made Angie collapse on top of me, her breath coming softly in my ear
. Each time I thrust deeply, she convulsed, clinging to me tightly, biting her lip, and letting out a
low moan.

The thrill of making love in public made me incredibly excited. Because I couldn't see her in the darkness,
my focus was entirely on the friction of our skin against each other,
greatly amplifying the primal pleasure. I felt my penis swelling with fury, making soft, wet sounds as it
powerfully and deeply penetrated her tight vagina.

My continuous thrusts drove the girl to a frenzy, and she cried out several times. I, too,
couldn't help but moan and gasp softly. Fortunately, the classroom was noisy, and we were sitting in a corner, so no one
noticed the seductive moans coming from inside. Angie's pussy was so tender and tight, with warm, sticky fluid constantly
overflowing, lubricating my big cock.

This tight and slippery feeling made it impossible for me to slowly thrust in and out; my heart was filled with
masculine brutality and a desire to conquer. Just then, Angie became wanton, moaning sweetly, "Mmm...mmm
...husband...so...so good...you're killing me..."

I growled softly, picked her up, pressed her against the desk, forcefully
spread , and thrust my thick cock into her soft pussy. Even though her pussy was already
well-lubricated and opened, the rough insertion still made her scream, her fingers gripping my
back tightly.

I didn't give her a chance to breathe, and started thrusting in and out like a storm. Each thrust retreated to the head,
each entry penetrated to the root; her tender, wet flesh trembled and contracted, her juices soaking
both of our . I pulled open her shirt, vigorously kneading her full, round, and incredibly elastic breasts.
Angie was quickly brought to orgasm by the fierce onslaught, her juices covering her snow-white buttocks. She
trembled beneath me, biting her collar tightly to stifle her cries, her hands reaching
inside my clothes, gripping my back muscles, her plump, upturned buttocks thrusting rhythmically.

Immersed in boundless pleasure, she gasped, repeatedly uttering a few syllables: "Faster,
faster...deeper...ah...um..."

Just then, a thunderous roar erupted outside, and a torrential downpour began. Many classmates screamed and ran
to the corridor to see what was happening, the overwhelming sound of the rain conveniently masking
the slapping sounds of my intense lovemaking with Lin Angong.

Angie suddenly convulsed, her long legs tightly gripping my waist, her sharp nails digging into my flesh. She
gasped for breath, moaning softly, "Don't stop! Mmm~ harder~ faster~ mmm~" I felt her
vagina contracting and spasming, each thrust gripping my penis tightly, bringing me immense
pleasure. It felt like an electric current was coursing through my penis; I desperately wanted to ejaculate.

I gritted my teeth, using my last ounce of strength to thrust into her. With my frenzied pounding,
the gates finally opened!

She suddenly bit my shoulder hard, letting out a low, dying moan. The pain temporarily
distracted me, slightly reducing my urge to ejaculate. I seized the opportunity to continue thrusting. Her tender, moist vagina
contracted repeatedly, the powerful suction making my penis feel like it was dying.

Angie, her lips moist, whispered seductively in my ear, "Shoot...give
me...semen..." Her body convulsed briefly again, and her vulva gushed out a large gush of warm, incredibly
hot fluid, hitting my sensitive glans.

I was overwhelmed with pleasure, shivering involuntarily. Intense pleasure erupted from deep within my body.
I held her limp body tightly, my large penis throbbing and twitching as it clenched around her warm, soft vagina. With a low
growl , I forcefully ejaculated streams of thick, milky semen into her tender vagina.

She struggled to lift her head, her warm, moist lips searching for mine. We kissed passionately, our tongues
entwining like nimble snakes, conveying the sweet afterglow of passion.

I moved my body, withdrawing my penis from her slightly parted labia, and
gently dressed both of us.

Angie nestled in my arms, letting me comfort her. After I finished packing, I brushed her hair aside.
Although clearly in the darkness, I imagined it must be radiant. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but gently
kiss her cheek.

She softly hummed in agreement, lost in thought. I softly asked her, "What's wrong?"

She shifted slightly in my arms, burying her face in my chest, taking my hand and placing it on her waist, but
remained silent. I held her slender waist, inhaling the fragrance of her hair. Her soft, full figure in my arms was incredibly alluring, and I was
momentarily stunned.

After a while, she gently kissed me and said, "Later... can you take me back to my apartment?"
"Of course, it's raining so hard outside, and it's so dark... Oh, wait, didn't you promise to come to

my place tonight?" I chuckled. "We'll continue tonight!"

She playfully punched me, embarrassed. "I'm not going!" I asked, surprised. She gently brought her lips to my
ear and whispered, "It's my first time, it hurts!"

I readily accepted this excuse. Touching her full breasts, I asked softly, "When can we
do it again?"

"Then...would you be my boyfriend?" Angie said gently, "I'm not a casual girl
."

"Of course, okay." I thought to myself, my penis is still stained with her virgin blood,
wouldn't I be a fool not to have such a beautiful and alluring girlfriend?

Angie happily kissed me and whispered, "Do you know why I'm not wearing underwear?"
I was also puzzled by this. A beautiful woman like her, not wearing underwear in college—especially since
she's a virgin—it's simply unbelievable.

"That's because all my underwear was stolen by a pervert!" I suddenly realized, hearing this...
A charming young girl, her heart fluttering with desire, nestled in my arms, her body trembling with desire, and my little brother was practically burning with passion. I held her tighter:
"Alright then! Come to my place tonight, I'll bring you a dozen new panties."

"No way~" she wriggled in my arms, pouting, "I'm not going!"

"Why? Don't you want panties?" My hand secretly slipped between her legs, where sticky,
slippery fluid still flowed between her vulva.

"I'll buy them myself... If I go to your place again... you'll fuck me to death... just like before...
I thought I was dead several times..." Angie whispered. If it were under the light,
you could see the faint blush on her face.

I held her, chuckling, knowing that this little beauty was completely conquered by me! And so, on my
first day of university, I met my first girlfriend, and in class, I took her most precious
virginity!

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