It's too late to pick up my girlfriend!

After quickly finishing dinner, I packed my lunchbox, hopped on my bicycle, and sped back to school.

The late summer day was already fading quickly; it was only seven o'clock, but it was almost completely dark. I spotted a moment when the school security guards weren't looking and dashed into the campus, hurrying along the edge of the playground into the six-story teaching building.

Two hours had passed since school ended, and our school generally didn't allow students to stay on campus past seven, except for evening self-study or special circumstances. So, the teaching building was practically deserted and silent.

I clutched my lunchbox and ran up to my classroom on the sixth floor.

Although we were already in our final year of high school, there was no evening self-study scheduled because it was Friday. The classrooms on the sixth floor were empty and quiet, just like the other floors. But at the very end of the corridor, one classroom still had its light on—my classroom.

Inside was Fang Shiya, the girl I'd had a crush on for two years and was now pursuing.

Gifted with artistic talent since childhood, she was assigned by the teachers to be in charge of arts and entertainment, requiring her to update the blackboard bulletin board at the back of the classroom every month. But with the college entrance exam just two months away, students and teachers were all on high alert, with evening self-study sessions scheduled from Monday to Thursday. Xiaoya didn't have time to prepare, so she dragged it out until tonight, applying to stay and "work overtime."

"Want to walk together?" After school, I invited Xiaoya home as "usually," which is probably the standard move for a suitor!

"Go if you want, I have to stay tonight to work on the blackboard newspaper." Although Xiaoya said she didn't care, I knew she wanted me to stay with her.

"Really? What if I encounter a robber if you don't protect me on the way?" I pretended to be pitiful to tease her.

"Give me money if you have it, or take your pants off!" Xiaoya pouted, retorting without backing down.

"Hmph, I'm leaving!" I pinched her pretty, delicate cheek and turned to leave.

"So you're willing to leave a young and beautiful woman like me all alone at school?" This time it was her turn to pretend to be pitiful, twirling her long brown hair with her fingers while looking at me with a mournful expression.

"Yeah! Be careful, a robber might break in and...hehe!" I pretended to lecherously look her up and down, admiring her curvaceous figure.

"Chang Huanxi, you pervert, I'm ignoring you! Go home by yourself!" Xiaoya tossed her hair, pretending to be angry as she drew the blackboard design.

Actually, as her suitor, I certainly wouldn't let go of this opportunity to be alone and show off, leaving the girl I liked working on an empty stomach. So, as soon as school was over, I rushed home to pack dinner into a "love-filled bento" to surprise her. My watch showed 7:15. I slowly walked to the back door of the classroom and cautiously peeked through the crack. I saw Xiaoya standing on a chair, holding chalk and coloring on the blackboard at the back. Her right hand was raised high, pulling up her short white shirt.

School shirts are usually longer than waist-length, and many fashion-conscious girls will shorten the hem to make their lower body appear longer. Xiaoya's shirt hadn't been altered, but since her bust was at least a 34C, it usually stretched her clothes taut. Now, with the shirt pulled up, the hem was naturally stretched higher, instantly revealing her fair and smooth slender waist, making my eyes light up. Without the shirt's "cover," her small bottom under the skirt accentuated her alluring curves.

Looking further down, Xiaoya's legs were slightly tiptoeing, revealing her long, beautiful legs. Her small-sized school skirt barely covered half of her thighs, and her cute panties were faintly visible.

Xiaoya's beauty and great figure were well-known, and I often fantasized about her, but I had never openly spied on her body like this before. I was so nervous I almost dropped my

lunchbox. Composing myself, I silently recited my "entrance lines," took a deep breath, and was about to push open the door when another voice came from inside the classroom: "Xiaoya, it looks like there's a lapse in the drawing in the upper right corner." It was a boy's voice! I was so engrossed in admiring Xiaoya's figure that I didn't even notice there was another person in the classroom.

"Ah, is this it?" Xiaoya moved her hand a little closer to the blackboard, her shirt riding up an inch, and wow, her smooth belly was completely exposed!

"Almost there."

I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy sitting in the second-to-last row—it was the class monitor, Wenhui! Why was he staying behind with Xiaoya to decorate the blackboard? I didn't have a very good impression of him. First, his grades were ridiculously good; he was always first in the class. Second, he was tall and thin, with a somewhat refined demeanor, and he often used that confidence to flirt with girls in school, and he always succeeded, changing girlfriends one after another.

Now he was quietly staying behind with Xiaoya, could it be that he… Putting that aside, from his current angle, wouldn't he have a clear view of Xiaoya's skirt?

How dare he! He's taking advantage of my goddess like this!

I initially planned to rush in and break the silence, but then I reconsidered. Not only would barging in make things awkward, but Xiaoya might think I was petty, and my carefully planned "love-filled bento" scenario would be ruined. So I decided to wait and see. If the class monitor left early, my plan might still have a chance to work out.

"Thank you so much for today. If it weren't for your help, I probably would have been working until eight o'clock." Xiaoya's profile was beautiful, her eyes always smiling, and her gentle, adorable expression, revealing shallow dimples, was what captivated me most.

"You're welcome. As the class monitor, it's my duty to help my classmates!" Wenhui's gaze lingered on Xiaoya's shapely figure.

"Wenhui, why are you so eager to be class monitor? I think it's a very troublesome position." "No," Wenhui pushed up his glasses and explained, "If I can hold a management position for a long time in middle school, it will be easier to enter the student council and compete for positions in university. Companies value this experience highly when looking for a job in the future." Hearing this, I thought to myself, "Oh," I didn't expect Wenhui to be so farsighted!

Xiaoya thought for a moment and smiled at Wenhui, saying, "Wenhui is so ambitious, that's amazing!" Xiaoya's eyes narrowed when she smiled, looking very alluring, which made the class monitor stunned and forget what he had just said. "Ahem, Huanxi's grades are pretty good too!" To cover up his embarrassment, Wenhui hurriedly threw me out as a shield.

Although I haven't won Xiaoya over yet, everyone knows that she also has feelings for me. We are currently in that hazy, ambiguous stage, just a little short of breaking through the veil of "dating," but the whole class already considers us a couple.

"Hmph, it makes me so angry! You sneak off somewhere right after school and didn't even help me," Xiaoya pouted cutely.

I usually hang out with Xiaoya all the time, but today I "unusually" left early, no wonder she's angry. I cried out in my heart, "Dear Xiaoya, I'm right here squatting outside the classroom with my love-filled lunchbox! If Wenhui hadn't been in my way, I would have come in and coaxed you already!

" "Maybe he prepared some surprise for you?" Wenhui's eyes hadn't left Xiaoya since earlier; I was almost certain he'd been taking advantage of her the whole time! But how did he know I had a surprise in mind? He guessed right? That's not fair!

"Yeah, right, always so carefree," Xiaoya complained, but I could see a smile on her face. She's always so gentle, never angry or blaming me.

"Oh, I'm out of chalk. Could you please pass me a red one?" Wenhui handed it over, and Xiaoya bent down to take it, but her hand slipped, and the chalk fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up. Perhaps because of the hot weather, the top two buttons of her shirt were undone, and as she bent over, what was underneath was immediately exposed.

Although Xiaoya's long, straight hair partially obscured her view, I could still clearly see her pair of fair and alluring breasts encased in her bra, along with that fatally tempting cleavage. My little brother couldn't help but slowly swell... Of course, I wasn't the only one who forgot my boundaries. Wenhui was equally dumbfounded, similarly captivated by Xiaoya's swaying breasts, completely frozen in place, his eyes fixed on Xiaoya's neckline, a sudden bulge appearing in his crotch.

Xiaoya struggled to pick up the chalk, looked up, and saw the class monitor staring intently at her chest. She asked in confusion, "What's wrong?" My dear Xiaoya, I've been peeking for a full minute! Your sense of self-protection is too low!

Wenhui finally snapped out of it: "Nothing... oh, yes, there's some powder on your hair." "Where? Can you help me brush it off?" Xiaoya was nervous about her smooth, long, straight hair, and fearing she wouldn't be able to brush it off, she turned her shoulder to let the class monitor help her.

Xiaoya was already leaning forward, and with her shoulder turned to the side, her two round, soft mounds of flesh were almost

spilling out of her neckline, along with a glimpse of her white lace bra—she was incredibly sexy. Standing outside the door, my mouth was dry and burning; wasn't Wenhui burning with lust? He gave an "Oh," and his hands very awkwardly fiddled with Xiaoya's hair, occasionally brushing against her neckline intentionally or unintentionally, as if he might reach inside and grab her at any moment; his

thieving eyes were practically spitting fire. I started to panic. If this continued, Wenhui might not be able to resist raping Xiaoya right there. Just as I was hesitating whether to push the door open… "Thank you!" Xiaoya straightened up, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and tugged at her collar with her left hand, looking a little embarrassed. Had she finally realized she was exposed? Wenhui paused, perhaps he had been too focused on peeping and Xiaoya had noticed.

I watched as he hurriedly returned to his seat, continuing to leer at Xiaoya's smooth, long legs from a distance, his eyes thoughtful, a wicked glint in his eyes.

I sighed, but a strange sense of disappointment lingered. What would happen if Wenhui actually assaulted Xiaoya? Actually, before pursuing Xiaoya, I knew she had a boyfriend from outside of school in her first year of high school, and she had even hinted that she wasn't a virgin. But I didn't mind or look down on her at all; on the contrary, I was happy that she was so honest with me, proving that I held a very important place in her heart.

Moreover, I genuinely loved Xiaoya. Her kind heart, optimistic personality, and beautiful, sexy appearance deeply attracted me. So even though she was so outstanding, I dared to pursue her with the mindset of a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

But at this moment, when I imagined my goddess Xiaoya being forcibly kissed and struggling by Wenhui, I actually felt a surge of excitement! Am I a pervert? After five minutes, my legs ached from standing outside the door, so I had to squat and wait.

A commotion erupted in the classroom. "Clap! Clap!" Xiaoya clapped her hands twice. "All done! Isn't it beautiful?" She stood with her hands on her hips, a proud smile on her face.

"Good, very good! Paintings by pretty girls really do have a special charm," Wenhui replied sweetly.

Xiaoya blushed. "No, no! Wenhui, thank you so much for tonight. How can I possibly repay you?" Oh my god! A man and a woman alone in a room, and the naive Xiaoya actually asked such an ambiguous question. Although she meant no harm, it's hard to say she might have misunderstood!

Wenhui looked hesitant, "Uh, well, I... I haven't decided yet, haha!" "Then tell me when you've decided!" With that, Xiaoya jumped off the chair, but unsteady on her feet, she was about to fall forward. Wenhui, startled, rushed forward to catch her, but it was too sudden, and neither of them could maintain their balance. "Ouch!" they both cried out and fell to the ground together.

I quickly stood up to check if Xiaoya was hurt, and saw Wenhui on the ground, Xiaoya's head resting on his chest. Because Wenhui had cushioned her fall, she wasn't injured, but the fall had lifted her school skirt, revealing her white underwear. What was most shocking was that Xiaoya's genitals were pressed tightly against Wenhui's penis, their position now resembling a woman on top in an adult film.

Xiaoya hurriedly looked up and asked with concern, "Wenhui, are you alright?" Wenhui opened his eyes, gazing at Xiaoya's beautiful face and inhaling her youthful, alluring scent, without saying a word. What on earth was this guy up to?

They stared at each other for a few seconds, Xiaoya blushing from his gaze. Just as she was about to sit up, Wenhui suddenly lifted his head and planted a quick kiss on her cheek! "Huh?" Xiaoya looked at Wenhui in surprise.

I was stunned too, watching from outside the door. What did this mean? What was he going to do?

"Xiaoya, I like you." Wenhui actually confessed to her! Didn't he know Xiaoya was my "prospective girlfriend"? Seeing Xiaoya's puzzled expression, Wenhui added, "I've actually been secretly in love with you." My heart skipped a beat. Wenhui's womanizing ways were common knowledge at school; his sweet words had deceived countless naive girls. This "confession" was most likely not sincere. I never expected his target this time to be my Xiaoya! However, although everyone knew Xiaoya and I were mutually attracted, she hadn't officially agreed to let me be her boyfriend yet, and she was kind and didn't know how to refuse people. If I impulsively agreed to Wenhui's advances, I'd be doomed before even reaching the finish line.

I focused intently on everything happening in the classroom.

Xiaoya looked a little shy, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly to Wenhui, "I'm sorry… I already have someone I like." That's right, reject him! Tell him that the person you like is me.

Xiaoya propped herself up and said, "And you can't just steal a kiss like that…" But before she could finish, Wenhui's lips suddenly sealed hers! Oh no! " Wenhui's coming forcibly!" I thought to myself.

Xiaoya moaned softly, trying to push him away, but Wenhui held her head down with his left hand and pressed down on her slender waist with his right, rendering her immobile. Xiaoya struggled, but it was no use. Instead, her beautiful legs kicked wildly against Wenhui's inner thighs, her round buttocks swaying back and forth, and her soft breasts rubbed against his body, creating an ambiguous and sexy scene that was almost unbearable!

Damn it! Seeing Xiaoya's delicate lips being taken by someone else, I was naturally furious. I should have been the one alone with Xiaoya in the classroom, but instead, I was just standing there like an idiot watching. However, the inexplicable excitement and stimulation coming from my lower body made my penis swell up to the point where it was about to burst out of my pants. If I didn't act now, things might get worse. Watching Xiaoya being violated while I stood by and watched, Chang Huanxi, are you even human?

After struggling for a while, Xiaoya began to tire and her movements became less vigorous, but it was clear that she was holding firm to her teeth, refusing to let Wenhui's tongue invade her.

While Wenhui's mouth and tongue were engaged in their "attack," his wicked right hand had already moved to Xiaoya's plump, white buttocks, stroking them back and forth through her panties, even giving them a couple of light pinches. Watching Xiaoya's firm, shapely buttocks being rubbed, and her weak, fair legs frantically rubbing against Wenhui's lower body, I couldn't help but feel my heart race and my mouth go dry.
After quickly eating dinner, I packed my lunchbox, hopped on my bicycle, and sped back to school.

The late summer day was already fading away; it was only seven o'clock, but it was almost completely dark. I spotted a moment when the school gate security guards weren't paying attention and dashed into the campus, quickly walking along the edge of the playground into the six-story teaching building.

Two hours had passed since school ended, and our school generally doesn't allow students to stay on campus past 7 PM except for evening self-study or special circumstances. So, the school building was practically deserted and completely silent.

I clutched my lunchbox and rushed up to my classroom on the sixth floor.

Although we were already in our final year of high school, there was no evening self-study scheduled because it was Friday. The sixth-floor classrooms were empty and quiet, just like the other floors. But at the very end of the corridor, one classroom still had its lights on—my classroom.

The person inside was Fang Shiya, the girl I'd had a crush on for two years and was now pursuing.

From a young age, she possessed a natural talent for art and entertainment, and her teacher assigned her to be in charge of the classroom's arts and entertainment work, requiring her to update the blackboard bulletin board at the back of the classroom every month. However, with the college entrance examination just two months away, both classmates and teachers were on high alert, and evening self-study sessions were scheduled every Monday to Thursday. Xiaoya didn't have time to work on it, so she dragged it out until tonight, applying to stay at school to "work overtime.

" "Want to walk together?" After school, I invited Xiaoya home as "usually," which should be the standard move for a suitor, right?

"Go if you want, I have to stay tonight to work on the blackboard bulletin board." Although Xiaoya said she didn't care, I knew she actually wanted me to stay and keep her company.

"Really? What if I encounter a robber if you don't protect me on the way?" I teased her with a pitiful look.

"Give me money if you have it, or take off your pants if you don't!" Xiaoya pouted, retorting without showing any weakness.

"Hmph, I'm leaving!" I pinched her pretty, delicate cheek and turned to leave.

"So you're willing to leave a young and beautiful woman like me all alone at school?" This time, she was feigning pitifulness, twirling her long brown hair with her fingers while looking at me with a mournful expression.

"Yeah! Be careful a robber breaks in and...hehe!" I pretended to lecherously look her up and down, admiring her curvaceous figure.

"Chang Huanxi, you pervert, I'm ignoring you! Go home by yourself!" Xiaoya tossed her hair, pretending to be angry as she drew the blackboard design.

Actually, as her suitor, I certainly wouldn't let go of this opportunity to be alone and show off, leaving the girl I liked working on an empty stomach. So, as soon as school was over, I rushed home to pack dinner into a "love-filled bento" to surprise her. My watch showed 7:15. I slowly walked to the back door of the classroom and cautiously peeked through the crack. I saw Xiaoya standing on a chair, holding chalk and coloring on the blackboard at the back. Her right hand was raised high, pulling up her short white shirt.

School shirts are usually long enough to go past the waist, and many fashion-conscious girls will shorten the hem to make their lower bodies appear longer. Xiaoya's shirt wasn't altered, but since her bust is at least a 34C, she usually wears it very tightly. Now that the shirt was pulled up, the hem was naturally stretched higher, instantly revealing her fair and smooth slender waist, making my eyes light up. Without the shirt's "cover," her small bottom under the skirt accentuated her alluring curves.

Looking further down, Xiaoya's legs were slightly tiptoeing, revealing her long, beautiful legs. Her small-sized school skirt barely covered half of her thighs, and her cute little panties were faintly visible.

Xiaoya's beauty and great figure are well-known, and I often fantasize about her, but I've never openly spied on her body like this before. I was so nervous I almost dropped my lunchbox.

Composing myself, I silently recited my "entrance lines," took a deep breath, and was about to push open the door when another voice came from inside the classroom: "Xiaoya, it seems like you missed something in the upper right corner." It was a boy's voice! I was so focused on admiring Xiaoya's figure that I hadn't even noticed there was another person in the classroom?

"Ah, is it here?" Xiaoya moved her hand a little further to the edge of the blackboard, and her shirt rose an inch as well, revealing her smooth belly!

"Almost there."

I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy sitting in the second-to-last row—it was the class monitor, Wenhui! Why was he staying behind with Xiaoya to decorate the blackboard? I didn't have much of a liking for him. Firstly, his grades were ridiculously good; he was always first in the class. Secondly, he was tall and thin, with a somewhat refined demeanor, and often used that confidence to flirt with female classmates, and he always succeeded, changing girlfriends one after another.

He's now quietly staying behind to be alone with Xiaoya again. Could it be that he...? Putting that aside, from his current angle, wouldn't he have a perfect view of Xiaoya's skirt?

How dare he take advantage of my goddess like that!

I was about to rush in and break the silence, but then I thought, if I barged in, not only would the situation become awkward, but Xiaoya might think I'm petty, and my carefully planned "love-filled bento" scenario would be ruined. So I decided to wait and see. If the class monitor leaves early, my plan might still have a chance to work out.

"Thank you so much for today. If it weren't for your help, I probably would have been working until eight o'clock." Even her profile is so beautiful, her eyes always smiling, her dimples subtly revealing her gentle and lovely expression, which is what touches my heart the most.

"You're welcome. As the class monitor, it's my duty to help my classmates!" Wenhui's gaze lingered on Xiaoya's curvaceous figure.

"Wenhui, why are you so eager to be class monitor? I think it's a very troublesome position." "No," Wenhui pushed up his glasses and explained, "If I can hold a management position for a long time in middle school, it will be easier to enter the student council and compete for positions in university. Companies value this experience highly when looking for a job in the future." Hearing this, I thought to myself, "Oh," I didn't expect Wenhui to be so farsighted!

Xiaoya thought for a moment and smiled at Wenhui, saying, "Wenhui is so ambitious, that's amazing!" Xiaoya's eyes narrowed when she smiled, looking very alluring, which made the class monitor stunned and forget what he had just said. "Ahem, Huanxi's grades are pretty good too!" To cover up his embarrassment, Wenhui hurriedly threw me out as a shield.

Although I haven't won Xiaoya over yet, everyone knows that she also has feelings for me. We are currently in that hazy, ambiguous stage, just a little short of breaking through the veil of "dating," but the whole class already considers us a couple.

"Hmph, it makes me so angry! You sneak off somewhere right after school and didn't even help me," Xiaoya pouted cutely.

I usually hang out with Xiaoya all the time, but today I "unusually" left early, no wonder she's angry. I cried out in my heart, "Dear Xiaoya, I'm right here squatting outside the classroom with my love-filled lunchbox! If Wenhui hadn't been in my way, I would have come in and coaxed you already!

" "Maybe he prepared some surprise for you?" Wenhui's eyes hadn't left Xiaoya since earlier; I was almost certain he'd been taking advantage of her the whole time! But how did he know I had a surprise in mind? He guessed right? That's not fair!

"Yeah, right, always so carefree," Xiaoya complained, but I could see a smile on her face. She's always so gentle, never angry or blaming me.

"Ah, I'm out of chalk, could you please pass me a red one?" Wenhui handed it over, and Xiaoya bent down to take it, but her hand slipped, and the chalk fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up. Perhaps because of the heat, the top two buttons of her shirt were undone, and as she bent over, what was underneath was immediately exposed.

Although Xiaoya's long, straight hair covered some of it, I could still clearly see a pair of fair and alluring breasts encased in a bra, as well as that fatally tempting cleavage. My little brother couldn't help but slowly swell... Of course, I wasn't the only one who forgot my boundaries. Wenhui was also dumbfounded, equally captivated by Xiaoya's swaying breasts, completely frozen, his eyes fixed on Xiaoya's neckline, a sudden bulge appearing in his crotch.

Xiaoya struggled to pick up the chalk, looked up, and saw the class monitor staring at her chest. She asked in confusion, "What's wrong?" My dear Xiaoya, I've been peeking for a full minute! Your sense of self-protection is too low!

Wenhui then came to his senses: "No... oh, yes, there's some powder on your hair." "Where? Can you help me brush it off?" Xiaoya was nervous about her smooth, long, straight hair, and afraid she wouldn't be able to brush it off, she turned her shoulder to let the class monitor help her.

Xiaoya was already leaning over, and with the added turn of her shoulder, her two round, soft mounds were almost spilling out of her neckline, along with a hint of white lace bra, making her incredibly sexy.

Standing outside the door, my mouth was dry and my tongue was burning. Wasn't Wenhui burning with lust? He gave an "Oh," and his hands very awkwardly fiddled with Xiaoya's hair, occasionally brushing against her collar as if he were about to reach in and grab her. His lecherous eyes were practically spitting fire.

I started to panic. If this continued, Wenhui might just rape Xiaoya right there. Just as I was hesitating whether to push the door open… "Thank you!" Xiaoya straightened up, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and tugged at her collar with her left hand, looking a little embarrassed. Had she finally realized she was exposed? Wenhui paused, perhaps he had been too focused on peeping and Xiaoya had noticed.

He hurriedly returned to his seat, continuing to "lewdly" watch Xiaoya's smooth, long legs from a distance, his eyes thoughtful, I wondered what wicked idea he was plotting.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a strange sense of disappointment. What would happen if Wenhui really assaulted Xiaoya? Actually, before pursuing Xiaoya, I knew she had a boyfriend from outside of school during her first year of high school, and she had even hinted that she wasn't a virgin. But I didn't mind or look down on her at all. On the contrary, I was happy that she was so honest with me, proving that I held a very important place in her heart.

Moreover, I truly loved Xiaoya. Her kind heart, optimistic personality, and beautiful and sexy appearance deeply attracted me. So even though she was so outstanding, I dared to pursue her with the mindset of a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

But at this moment, when I imagined my goddess Xiaoya being forcibly kissed and struggling by Wenhui, I actually felt a sense of excitement! Am I a pervert? Five minutes later, my legs were getting sore from standing outside the door, so I had to squat down and wait.

There was another noise from inside the classroom, "Clap! Clap!" Xiaoya clapped her hands twice: "All done! Is it beautiful?" She put her hands on her hips with satisfaction, revealing a proud smile.

"Good, very good! Paintings drawn by beautiful girls do have a special kind of elegance." Wenhui replied sweetly.

Xiaoya blushed upon hearing this: "No, no! Wenhui, thank you so much for tonight. How can I repay you?" I was stunned! A man and a woman alone in a room, and the innocent Xiaoya actually asked such an ambiguous question. Although she meant no harm, it's hard to say she might not mean anything!

Wenhui looked hesitant: "Uh, well, I... I haven't thought about it yet, hehe!" "Then tell me when you've thought it through!" With that, Xiaoya jumped off the chair, but unknowingly lost her balance upon landing and was about to fall forward. Wenhui, startled, rushed forward to catch her, but it was too sudden, and neither of them could maintain their balance. "Ouch!" they both cried out, falling to the ground together.

I quickly stood up to check if Xiaoya was hurt, and saw Wenhui on the ground, Xiaoya's head resting on his chest. Because Wenhui cushioned her fall, she wasn't injured, but the fall had lifted her school skirt, revealing her white underwear. The most shocking thing was that Xiaoya's lower body was pressed tightly against Wenhui's penis, their position resembling a woman-on-top in an adult film.

Xiaoya hurriedly looked up, asking with concern, "Wenhui, are you alright?" Wenhui opened his eyes, gazing at Xiaoya's beautiful face and inhaling her alluring youthful scent, without saying a word. What on earth was this guy up to?

They stared at each other for a few seconds, Xiaoya blushing from his gaze. Just as she was about to sit up, Wenhui suddenly lifted his head and planted a quick kiss on her cheek! "Huh?" Xiaoya looked at Wenhui in surprise.

I was stunned too, watching from outside the door. What did this mean? What was he going to do?

"Xiaoya, I like you." Wenhui actually confessed to her! Didn't he know Xiaoya was my "prospective girlfriend"? Seeing Xiaoya's puzzled expression, Wenhui added, "I've actually been secretly in love with you." My heart skipped a beat. Wenhui's womanizing ways were common knowledge at school; his sweet words had deceived countless naive girls. This "confession" was most likely not sincere. I never expected his target this time to be my Xiaoya! However, although everyone knew Xiaoya and I were mutually attracted, she hadn't officially agreed to let me be her boyfriend yet, and she was kind and didn't know how to refuse people. If I impulsively agreed to Wenhui's advances, I'd be doomed before even reaching the finish line.

I focused intently on everything happening in the classroom.

Xiaoya looked a little shy, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly to Wenhui, "I'm sorry… I already have someone I like." That's right, reject him! Tell him that the person you like is me.

Xiaoya propped herself up and said, "And you can't just steal a kiss like that…" But before she could finish, Wenhui's lips suddenly sealed hers! Oh no! " Wenhui's coming forcibly!" I thought to myself.

Xiaoya moaned softly, trying to push him away, but Wenhui held her head down with his left hand and pressed down on her slender waist with his right, rendering her immobile. Xiaoya struggled, but it was no use. Instead, her beautiful legs kicked wildly against Wenhui's inner thighs, her round buttocks swaying back and forth, and her soft breasts rubbed against his body, creating an ambiguous and sexy scene that was almost unbearable!

Damn it! Seeing Xiaoya's delicate lips being taken by someone else, I was naturally furious. I should have been the one alone with Xiaoya in the classroom, but instead, I was just standing there like an idiot watching. However, the inexplicable excitement and stimulation coming from my lower body made my penis swell up to the point where it was about to burst out of my pants. If I didn't act now, things might get worse. Watching Xiaoya being violated while I stood by and watched, Chang Huanxi, are you even human?

After struggling for a while, Xiaoya began to tire, her movements slowing down, but she clearly held firm, refusing to let Wenhui's tongue invade her mouth.

While Wenhui's tongue continued its "attack," his wicked right hand had already moved to Xiaoya's plump, white buttocks, groping and caressing them through her panties, even giving them a light pinch. Watching Xiaoya's firm, shapely buttocks being fondled, her weak, white legs frantically rubbing against Wenhui's lower body, I couldn't help but feel my heart race and my mouth go dry.

Xiaoya's throat was still making low moaning sounds when Wenhui, without anyone noticing, slipped his hand inside Xiaoya's inviolable panties, directly onto her round, tender buttocks! Xiaoya clearly felt her panties being breached, but her strength was no match for Wenhui's, and she could only writhe meaninglessly in his arms.

Then Wenhui's hand moved down two inches; was his forceful kiss not enough, and was he planning to invade Xiaoya's secret garden? Sure enough, the strange hand found the moist source inside the warm panties, and suddenly began to thrust rapidly. Xiaoya's body trembled, and she cried out, "No—" Taking advantage of the moment Xiaoya opened her mouth, Wenhui's tongue successfully invaded her mouth, greedily tasting her sweet tongue and saliva.

At this moment, my "prospective girlfriend" was not only being forcibly kissed by her classmate, but even her mysterious and secluded honey hole had been compromised and teased! And I, the "prospective boyfriend," stood there dumbfounded outside the door, watching, my penis throbbing painfully. I was utterly pathetic.

Poor Xiaoya endured the attack from above and below, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears, her soft body swaying like a water snake. Wenhui gently pulled down Xiaoya's panties, exposing her genitals to the air.

I almost had a nosebleed! Beneath her soft, smooth buttocks, a delicate pink slit swayed playfully with the movement of her thighs—this was my goddess's most private vulva! It was so tender and tight, completely different from the dull, loose openings in pornographic films! But what surprised me even more was that between the two pink, beautiful petals, there was already a gush of lustful fluid! The crystal-clear juice moistened the surrounding, smooth pubic hair.

I never imagined Xiaoya's body was so sensitive; Wenhui's slightest teasing had already caused such a flood of desire. Could it be that beneath her refined exterior, she harbored a strong craving for sex? I wondered where Wenhui had learned his teasing techniques; he wasn't in a hurry to delve deeper into Xiaoya's tender opening. He simply used his nimble middle finger to rub the tender clitoris at the vaginal opening, while his index and ring fingers continuously rubbed around the full, moist petals.

Despite her seemingly innocent and pure appearance, Xiaoya was completely unable to resist such skillful flirting. Before long, she was weak all over from his touch, her flesh dripping wetly, soaking her white panties. The initial "woo-woo" struggles in her throat unconsciously transformed into waves of seductive and lewd moans, "Mmm...mmm..." Her moist lips had long since given up resistance, allowing Wenhui's tongue to swirl around hers, the two kissing passionately with loud "smacking" sounds.

I peered through the crack in the door, watching Xiaoya's reason crumble bit by bit. If I didn't stop it, the Xiaoya I had worked so hard to win over would be completely manipulated.

Even in this critical situation, I couldn't make up my mind. My throbbing penis told me that the image of Xiaoya entangled with someone else was too stimulating, too lewd. That shy, coy expression, and the vaguely immoral desire in her eyes—I wanted to see more, to see how Xiaoya would react to being teased by another man. I couldn't bear to ruin this rare spectacle of physical intimacy.

Although he was a high school student, Wenhui's performance was as skillful as a seasoned lover, probably related to his womanizing ways. He sensed the subtle changes in Xiaoya's body, pulling her panties down between her legs with his left hand, then hooking them to her heels with his foot.

Xiaoya was almost lost in the stimulation, her pretty face flushed, her eyes glazed, completely letting Wenhui do as he pleased. Her overflowing vulva couldn't help but rub back and forth against Wenhui's throbbing penis. Having successfully seized control, Wenhui, after indulging in Xiaoya's sweet kisses, embraced her and gently bit her pink neck and the back of her ear, each stroke targeting her sensitive areas! Simultaneously, his right hand began to probe Xiaoya's wet, moist vulva from the front.

"Mmm...don't put it in...no...it's so itchy..." Without her lips to comfort her, Xiaoya buried her head in Wenhui's shoulder, moaning softly.

"Xiaoya...you're so beautiful!" Wenhui said between kisses.

"I...ah...ah..." Xiaoya gasped and gasped, her body weak from the stimulation: "I...have someone I like...mmm...you can't...do this..." Though she protested, her lower body swayed gently as Wenhui's fingers penetrated deeper.

Wenhui's exploration of Xiaoya's vulva produced loud "squeak, squelch" sounds, filling the air with a sweet, youthful scent of vaginal fluid. Then, he leaned close to Xiaoya's ear, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, and said softly, "You're all wet down there. It seems you prefer my fingers to your sweetheart!" Immediately afterward, his fingers inside her began to thrust rapidly again.

"Ahhh...no...it's so itchy..." Xiaoya had no time to respond, only focused on the stimulation from Wenhui's middle finger.

"Xiaoya, I really like you. Didn't you say you wanted to repay me? Then let me kiss you for a while, okay?" Wenhui actually wanted Xiaoya to "thank" him with her body—what a bargain!

"Wenhui...please stop...okay...um...um..." Xiaoya pleaded, tormented by lust and morality.

"If you agree to let me kiss your body, I'll stop." Wenhui bargained cunningly while increasing the speed of his finger thrusts.

"Um...I...um..." At this moment, Xiaoya was like a fish on a chopping board, with no room to retreat. She bit her lip and nodded.

Seeing his chance, Wenhui stepped on Xiaoya's panties, pulled them off her ankles, sat up, and embraced her, showering her with another passionate kiss. Xiaoya's hands rested limply on his shoulders, and she naturally closed her eyes, responding with her cherry lips. Their lips occasionally parted, revealing strands of saliva on their tongues.

Outside the door, my heart ached. I remembered when I was pursuing her, how she playfully avoided my furtive embrace in the movie theater; how she pointed at me, lecherously, and called me a "pervert"; how she gently slapped me when I pretended to ask for a kiss. And then I looked at the girl passionately kissing another man. I couldn't help but ask myself: Xiaoya, which one is the real you? Do you still have me in your heart?

Having succeeded, Wenhui wasn't about to be satisfied. While kissing her, his groping hand slipped under Xiaoya's smooth back, expertly unhooking her bra, then yanking it up, pulling off both her bra and shirt at the same time.

"Ah!" Xiaoya let out a coquettish cry, her pair of fair and plump breasts bouncing out. Her large, yet full, breasts swayed energetically in front of her chest, the two pink nipples like fresh strawberries, making one's mouth water. A few strands of loose brown hair gently covered her breasts, appearing and disappearing, so sexy that I wanted to reach out and touch them, to pinch them.

She was simply perfect, like a masterpiece of God! I remember when I first entered high school, I was already deeply attracted to Xiaoya's beauty. At that time, I didn't have a concept of "body shape," and Xiaoya was a late bloomer, so I pursued her with pure affection. But in my second year of high school, Xiaoya's previously unremarkable body suddenly changed. Not only did she develop a curvaceous figure in just one year, but her skin also became incredibly smooth and fair. Only then did I vaguely realize that I was pursuing a beauty with a devilish figure.

At this moment, Wenhui had a full view of Xiaoya's youthful and alluring body. She was only covered by a school skirt. This was the Xiaoya I knew, yet she was unlike the Xiaoya I knew.

I remembered that this morning she was still teasing me during break, saying she had to stay at school to work overtime tonight. But just a few hours later, she was letting someone she didn't like hold her precious, naked body and kiss her wantonly. This powerful contrast excited me immensely, and a wave of heat surged through my body!

After Wenhui took off Xiaoya's clothes, his eyes lit up as he stared at her beautiful breasts and exclaimed, "Xiaoya, your breasts are so full of life! So big and so moist!" "Ugh, don't look!" Xiaoya blushed and hurriedly tried to cover her breasts with her arms, but this only made her soft, white breasts appear even larger.

Wenhui, of course, wouldn't give her time to be shy. He immediately lowered his head and began to suckle Xiaoya's delicate nipples greedily, while vigorously rubbing and kneading them. "Ah...it hurts...mmm..." Xiaoya raised her beautiful face, squinted her eyes, and gritted her teeth to suppress the pleasure, her nipples becoming erect and dripping with desire.

"Please...mmm...don't...do this to me..." Xiaoya moaned softly, her brows furrowed.

"Don't you like this? Look, your two little strawberries are hard." Wenhui sucked and bit Xiaoya's soft flesh desperately, as if he could suck out sweet milk.

"Ah...it hurts...you...you're so rough..." Xiaoya cried out softly.

"Did Chang Huanxi treat you like this?" Wenhui was enjoying my goddess, yet he still had the mind to inquire about our relationship.

"Mmm...I...I haven't...with him yet..."

"Haha! Then I'll serve you properly on his behalf now." Wenhui picked up the shy Xiaoya and placed her on the desk next to him. Xiaoya half-reclined, barely supporting her upper body with her elbows, her pair of perky breasts standing proudly. Wenhui, half

-squatting, stroked Xiaoya's slender, fair legs as if playing with a rare treasure, his unruly mouth kissing her from her calves all the way up to her thighs. Xiaoya was intoxicated by the kisses, her legs tensing up with each thrust, enjoying the wet, itchy stimulation, completely unaware that Wenhui's big mouth had already pressed against her wet little hole.

"Ah—there...no...ah...it's so itchy..." By the time Xiaoya realized it, Wenhui was using his skillful tongue to sweep across her full, moist petals, while tasting the delicious juices full of erotic flavor.

"Ah...no...don't...put your tongue...in...it hurts...mmm..." Wenhui kissed her between her legs with a "tsk tsk" sound. Xiaoya, her seductive charm fully revealed, resisted with her mouth, but her pink buttocks couldn't help but slightly lift up to welcome Wenhui's smooth tongue. Her flushed face revealed a delicate and charming expression.

For so many nights, I had fantasized about being entangled in bed with Xiaoya, whom I longed for day and night, caressing her tender thighs, burying my head and using my snake tongue to insert into her tight and tender flesh, teasing the layers of tender flesh inside, savoring every drop of the green and sweet lustful fluid, bringing Xiaoya the most comfortable pleasure. But I never imagined that the one doing the same thing at this moment would be the philandering bastard Wenhui!

Wenhui moved his nimble tongue, constantly stirring and swirling it around Xiaoya's clitoris, stimulating her delicate body to tremble slightly. "Did your ex ever taste your beautiful hole?" It turned out that Wenhui knew about Xiaoya's previous boyfriend; he must have done a lot of research to win her over.

"It's dirty there... I can't kiss it... mmm..." Xiaoya's shy yet yearning expression was incredibly tempting, making one want to immediately pin her snow-white body down and devour it.

"That's a pity, such a delicious tender hole is being wasted!" The outwardly serious Wenhui was surprisingly shameless when it came to lewd talk.

Seeing that Xiaoya was already moaning with excitement, Wenhui kissed her while pulling off her remaining school skirt, then quickly undressed himself, pulling out his already rock-hard penis. I glanced at it and gasped; I never imagined that the class monitor's penis would be so thick and magnificent! It was nearly 20 centimeters long, almost the size of a foreigner, completely disproportionate to his thin appearance. Xiaoya's tight honey hole couldn't withstand such a huge impact; wouldn't it be torn apart?

Stripped naked, Xiaoya saw Wenhui pull out his weapon in a daze, and suddenly regained her senses, exclaiming, "Wenhui, no! We can't do this! Let me go!" Wenhui leaned forward and pressed the naked Xiaoya down onto the desk: "Don't be so loud. If the security guards come, not only will you and I be expelled from school, but Chang Huanxi will definitely leave you if she finds out what you've done!" Wenhui actually used me to threaten her; how despicable! Actually, given the distance between the security room and the teaching building, even if they shouted their heads off, they might not be noticed. But Xiaoya had no time to analyze. Startled by the class monitor, her eyes immediately softened, and she lowered her voice: "Please, didn't you say a kiss would be enough? I have someone I like; I can't betray him." Her beautiful legs were tightly closed, pressing against Wenhui's chest.

"Is that so? But I think your body has already betrayed you." Wenhui leered, pressing his hand forcefully against Xiaoya's vulva, thrusting it back and forth, making her moan and groan, her legs losing all strength to resist.

Wenhui gripped his burning hot penis, rubbing it up and down against the entrance of her wet vagina, letting Xiaoya's honey-like juices coat the thick glans. "No... umm... enough... stop... umm..." The itching in her lower body made Xiaoya's body tremble slightly, her long, fair thighs involuntarily rubbing together to relieve the itch. Even though she said no, I knew she was about to be overwhelmed by pleasure.

I can't stand by and watch any longer! Xiaoya has held onto her last shred of self-control despite being played with in every way, proving that she deeply loves me, and I'm just letting her be raped for my own pleasure? No, I have to stop them!

I stood up and twisted the door lock hard, but a scream of "Ah—" came from inside the classroom. Wenhui forcefully spread Xiaoya's legs, and his large penis swiftly aimed at the entrance and thrust into her wet, tender hole with a "plop!"

Oh no! I was too late. Xiaoya, who had been so persistent, had finally been fucked by her classmate! Xiaoya's vagina had been thoroughly teased before, so Wenhui's thrust was surprisingly smooth, penetrating deep all the way to her core.

Her shallow, narrow hole was instantly filled, and Xiaoya's slender hands gripped Wenhui's arms tightly: "No—it's so deep—ah! Ah…" With a groan, her whole body trembled uncontrollably; she had actually orgasmed!

Even though I had already noticed Xiaoya's naturally sensitive body, I was still surprised that she climaxed so quickly after penetration. I never imagined Wenhui's foreplay skills were so sharp! Wenhui wasn't in a hurry. His thick, long penis remained deep inside her vagina, feeling her spasms during orgasm. He lowered his head, hugged her, and gave her a series of wet kisses. Xiaoya's face flushed red, and she breathed heavily, intoxicated by the kisses. A layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her fair skin as she breathed in lewd air.

After two minutes of passionate kissing, Wenhui's hips finally began to move slowly up and down. Xiaoya had just climaxed, and the sounds of wetness mingled with the thrusting of his penis at their point of contact. "Your little cunt is so tight... I didn't know you were not only beautiful and had a great figure... but even your cunt is so horny..." Wenhui closed his eyes, his face full of ecstasy as he enjoyed Xiaoya's warm, tight flesh.

The pleasure in his body gradually ignited, and Xiaoya's bent legs relaxed their guard, slowly opening to match Wenhui's thrusts. "Yours... is too long... it's so hot down there... so deep... it hurts... mmm..." Her jade hands gripped the edge of the table, her swollen breasts swaying from side to side as she was fucked, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she lightly bit her cherry lips, her appearance so lewd it made one's blood boil.

As Wenhui thrust between Xiaoya's legs, his thick penis flipped out and then went back in, making one worry that Xiaoya's little honey hole would be torn apart. His rough hands roughly fondled Xiaoya's fair breasts, showing no mercy. Xiaoya's slightly damp hair was disheveled, her brows furrowed, whether from the pain of being grabbed or from the pleasure of being penetrated, her moans of pleasure were incessant. Just

a moment ago I wanted to save Xiaoya, but now seeing this lewd scene before me, I felt a little relieved, and slowly lowered my hand from the doorknob.

"Xiaoya... am I making you feel good?" Wenhui asked breathlessly.

"Ahhh... your... um... ahhh... so thick... so swollen..." Xiaoya responded intermittently, trembling slightly as she resisted the violent thrusts.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Wenhui asked cunningly, slowing down his thrusting speed.

Xiaoya's once full vagina suddenly felt empty, and she cried out in discomfort, "Mmm...no..." Wenhui stopped abruptly and asked slyly, "So, is it comfortable or not?" Xiaoya's reason was completely controlled by lust, and she had no strength left to resist. She could only respond coquettishly, "No...don't stop...ah...ah...ah...so comfortable...so comfortable...mmm..." Wenhui smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this and rewarded her with vigorous thrusts, "Ah...so deep...you've reached...the top...filling me...faster...ah..." Xiaoya completely disregarded her composure, squinting her eyes and letting out bursts of lewd moans. Hearing

such heavenly lewd moans in her ears, even a mighty man would inevitably lose control, but Wenhui seemed to be handling it with ease, continuing to thrust into Xiaoya, while gently biting the tender, dewy red areolas on her breasts, making her unable to stop, her jade hands groping wildly at the back of his neck.

Seeing Xiaoya, usually so polite and refined, become so wanton and lewd under Wenhui's thrusts, my bleeding heart gradually went numb. I watched with an excited, almost detached, interest in this carnal couple's shameful act, wishing they would thrust even harder and moan even more obscenely!

After about a hundred thrusts, Xiaoya was burning up, her vagina overflowing with fluids, a layer of fragrant sweat glistening on her fair skin, making her even more alluring. Sweating profusely, Wenhui

easily flipped the lithe Xiaoya over, making her upper body lie face down on the desk. Grabbing her slender waist, his massive penis effortlessly entered her warm, juicy pink vagina from behind, slapping against her firm, elastic buttocks with a resounding "slap slap slap slap."

"Ah...it's too deep...um...it's all the way in...I'll...I'll die..." Xiaoya moaned lasciviously, her soft breasts pressed flat against the table, her wet and hot vagina being relentlessly pounded by Wenhui, the sounds of thick fluid squeezing and slapping filling the air.

"Tell me...between me and your ex...who did you feel better?" Wenhui panted heavily as he shamelessly pressed Xiaoya for an answer.

"I...I...um...I don't know...ahhh..." Wenhui thrust deeply into Xiaoya several times: "Why don't you know?" "Ahhh...because...ahhh...I didn't do it with him...umhh..." Xiaoya was so overwhelmed by the fucking that she was lying face down on the table, yet she still had the mind to respond to Wenhui's lewd and provocative conversation.

"If you don't do it with such a slutty woman, are you even a man? Xiaoya...from now on, you should only do it with me..." With that, Wenhui thrust in hard a few more times.

"Ahhh...I...umm...you're so mean...ahhhhh..." "Fine! You little slut...let's see how long you can keep up this act!" Wenhui said, increasing the speed of his hip movements, their lower bodies rapidly coming together with loud "slap slap slap." Watching Xiaoya's round and alluring buttocks being violently struck, her delicate body trembling wildly from the impact and pleasure, her "ee-ya" moans like heavenly music, I felt neither sadness nor anger; instead, my mind was overwhelmed by absolute excitement.

"Ahhh... Wenhui... too fast... I... I can't take it anymore..." Xiaoya, her body flushed red, was nearing her climax. Her snow-white body arched slightly involuntarily, accepting the class monitor's deeper and faster thrusts. Her swaying breasts rubbed fiercely against the table, increasing her pleasure.

"Damn it! Your cunt is getting tighter and tighter... Let me fuck you to death, you slut!" Sweating profusely, Wenhui thrust even harder to satisfy Xiaoya, each stroke hitting her G-spot, causing the desk beneath to creak and groan loudly.

"Ahhh... I can't... I can't... I want it..." Xiaoya clenched her buttocks tightly, as if trying to snap Wenhui's long penis in two. Her ten fingers gripped the edge of the table, covering her mouth to stifle her moans.

Suddenly, a high-pitched cry rang out: "Ah—" Her body convulsed violently—she had climaxed! Her vaginal fluids gushed forth, "Ah...I'm going to die..." Xiaoya cried out in satisfaction, her overflowing vaginal fluids sizzling and flowing down her inner thighs from her vulva. Breathing heavily, Wenhui kept his penis inside Xiaoya, feeling the contractions of her vagina as she climaxed once more, a triumphant expression on his face like a hunter capturing its prey.

Xiaoya lay weakly on the table, panting, but Wenhui wasn't satisfied. After a short rest, he turned Xiaoya over to face him again, grabbed her two smooth, jade-like legs, and pressed them against her full, white breasts. His rough, large penis thrust downwards into Xiaoya's soaking wet vaginal walls, as if determined to pierce her uterus.

"You...you...you're so bad...I haven't had enough...ahhh..." Xiaoya gasped, pleading for mercy.

Wenhui lewdly chuckled, "Haven't you rested enough, or haven't you been fucked enough yet? Your little cunt is sucking me in!" "Mmm...nonsense...I...I'm ignoring you...mmm...ah..." Xiaoya swayed her slender waist gently with Wenhui's ministrations, rubbing and squeezing the penis inside her vagina, while covering her eyes with her hands and pretending to be angry. The two of them bantered like lovers teasing each other.

Listening to their conversation, the excitement in my body quickly cooled down: 'If Xiaoya is conquered by Wenhui like this, will she leave me? Even if she has deep feelings for me, Xiaoya's desire for sex is also so strong. If she feels that I can't satisfy her, then wouldn't that be...' My heart sank.

Outside the door, I was secretly worried, while inside, the naked couple continued their debauchery.

Xiaoya's moans gradually resumed, indicating that Wenhui was starting to exert himself again: "Ah... Wenhui, yours... is so big... ah... so comfortable... faster..." Through the crack in the door, Xiaoya seemed to have had her lust unleashed, no longer caring about her manners, only wanting to gain pleasure from the man's crotch. Her fair, tender legs tightly gripped Wenhui's buttocks, enticing him to press heavily against her, and she even took Wenhui's hand and rubbed it against her breasts. With each thrust, milky white, cloudy liquid splashed lightly from her vulva.

"Xiaoya, I didn't expect your pussy to still be so tight and wet after being fucked for so long! I wish I had fucked you sooner." Wenhui said slowly, his hands forcefully squeezing Xiaoya's swollen breasts: "Tell me, is it me who feels better, or your ex...?" "I... I won't say... umm..." Xiaoya looked at Wenhui with alluring eyes, teasing him.

Wenhui bent down and hugged Xiaoya, kissing her wildly. At the same time, he thrust into her with the speed of a motor, making her moan softly, "Oh...you're bad...ah...you...you're the worst...mmm..." Wenhui released her mouth and thrust his penis in and out like a pile driver, once again making Xiaoya completely exhausted. At this moment, both of their pubic hairs were soaked, and their vaginal fluids were squeezed out with a "squeak, squeak" sound.

"I want you to tell me...who feels better..." Wenhui said as he thrust his huge penis wildly into Xiaoya's vulva. Xiaoya trembled all over, moaning and groaning, uttering lewd words: "Ah...so good...you feel the best...you fuck me...the best...don't stop...I want...I want..." Perhaps Xiaoya was already blinded by lust at this moment, but her words still made my heart ache. Xiaoya had been completely conquered by Wenhui's penis. She was now just a sex slave under his crotch, trying her best to please that thick, long penis, craving it to penetrate deeper and faster! I couldn't imagine my future with Xiaoya anymore, and I couldn't accept that they might become a couple, partying every night.

Wenhui pounded into Xiaoya's tender hole as if he wanted to destroy it: "Who...fucks you the best..." "Ah...you...it's you..." "What's my name?"

"Wenhui...it feels so good...Brother Wenhui...ahh...you're fucking me the best...deeper...you're going to fuck me to death...mmm..." "Keep calling...my name..." "Brother Wenhui...ahhh...fuck me to death...use your big cock...fill...my little hole...ahhh...fuck me to death...deeper..." Wenhui increased the speed of his thrusting to the fastest, and the two of them forgot to moan for a moment. The only sound in the classroom was the "slap slap slap slap" of their genitals hitting each other, because they were both experiencing the most intense pleasure.

Wave after wave of pleasure pushed Xiaoya's lower body towards the upcoming orgasm. She used her hands to grab and rub her breasts hard, her cherry lips slightly upturned as she moaned in a seductive voice: "Ahhh...so beautiful...I can't take it anymore...Brother Wenhui...I'm going to come again..." "Mmm...I'm going to come too..." Wenhui gritted his teeth, his whole body tense up, and he was about to reach the limit of his endurance. I thought to myself, "Oh no, please don't ejaculate inside Xiaoya!" If Xiaoya gets pregnant with the class monitor's bastard child because of this, I'll really lose her!

"Ah...don't shoot inside...danger—" Xiaoya actually remembered that she couldn't have him ejaculate inside her, but before she could finish speaking, Wenhui thrust in and out a few times, letting out a low growl, tightly holding Xiaoya's delicate body, his penis reaching the deepest part of her vagina, forcefully shooting hot, thick semen into Xiaoya's violently contracting uterus.

"No...ah...it's so hot..." Xiaoya's vagina was instantly filled with semen, her beautiful eyes wide open, excitedly hugging Wenhui's neck, moaning, "Ah...it's killing me...so beautiful...mmm..." Then her slender legs tightly gripped Wenhui's waist, her peach-like breasts trembled rapidly, and she reached her third orgasm.

I pinched my face to make sure that this series of events, both heartbreaking and exciting, wasn't a dream. The "love lunchbox" scenario hadn't happened, but instead, a "classroom semen ejaculation" had occurred, only the male lead had changed to Wenhui. Xiaoya not only slept with her classmate, but she was also penetrated, and I didn't stop her; in fact, I enjoyed it. Looks like I need to see a psychologist.

After their climax, the two of them clung to each other like two large worms, panting. Wenhui's penis throbbed and sprayed inside Xiaoya's vagina, causing her to moan softly. Her shallow, narrow vagina couldn't contain the lingering effects of Wenhui's semen, and thick semen slowly overflowed from her wet opening, dripping onto the ground. The two of them, catching their breath, kissed passionately.

I couldn't bear to watch their aftercare and to avoid being discovered, so I quickly left the school and stood outside the gate pretending to wait. My mind was a mess. They had indeed had sex. Even though Xiaoya and I weren't boyfriend and girlfriend yet, I couldn't shake the heartache of betrayal.

I thought they would leave after getting dressed, within ten minutes at most, but I waited for over half an hour and still hadn't seen them. Did they have something to do after I left? Just as I was about to sneak back into the school, I saw our class monitor, Wenhui, emerge alone from the dark campus. I quickly hid behind a tree by the roadside.

Where was Xiaoya? Why didn't she come out with me? I couldn't help but let my mind wander again.

Five minutes later, Xiaoya finally came out. When she saw me standing at the school gate, I noticed her body tremble slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise. Even though she was now dressed neatly and looked no different from usual, the blush on her face hadn't faded, her long brown hair was hurriedly disheveled, and there was a hint of lingering lust in her eyes. I was certain that Wenhui had slept with Xiaoya again after I left!

"Ah Huan, what are you doing here?" Xiaoya asked nervously.

"Waiting for you! The security guard wouldn't let me in!" I noticed Xiaoya's hands were trembling slightly.

"Then, did you run into anyone?" She was testing me to see if I had seen Wenhui leave.

"No, I just got here!"

My answer eased Xiaoya's worries, and her eyes gradually calmed down, yet seemed to still hold a strong struggle.

"Why are your hands shaking a little?" I asked with concern.

"Hmm? Ah, a little cold."

"You must be starving. Work must be too hard, right? I brought a lovingly prepared bento box. Let's find a place to eat!" Even though she had just done something wrong to me, I was just sitting there cowardly outside the door, so I had no reason or desire to be harsh on her. Therefore, I went along with her lie and finished the story.

Upon hearing this, Xiaoya's delicate body trembled again: "Ah Huan, why are you so good to me?" Her beautiful eyes glistened with tears, revealing a guilty look. I could already vaguely guess what she was about to say: "I... I'm not as perfect as you think. I don't deserve it. Actually... just now I and..." "Because I really love you!" I interrupted Xiaoya. It was enough that she told me; asking her to confess everything about what had just happened was too cruel. I didn't want to embarrass the girl I liked. Actually, this was the first time I had confessed to Xiaoya, and I never expected it to happen under these circumstances, but I still said it anyway.

Xiaoya stared at my serious face in surprise, as if she were getting to know me again, or perhaps she was deep in thought. I felt guilty under her gaze, like I was awaiting a final verdict, but for the sake of my pride, I forced a sincere expression.

Suddenly, Xiaoya took the bento box from my hand, her face replaced by a warm and friendly smile. She gently took my hand and said, "I'm hungry, take me home!" She took my hand! Could this mean…? My heart pounded wildly! I looked at this gentle and lovely girl in disbelief, my heart beginning to melt little by little… I won't let go! I

definitely won't! I made up my mind and held tightly the hand of my favorite girl. All the unpleasantness before seemed to have vanished at that moment. No matter what happens in the future, for Xiaoya, I will face it bravely! I was enveloped in a deep happiness.

"Aren't you going to eat your lunch?" I asked with concern.

"It's cold."

That's too much...

That night, I tossed and turned in bed, thinking about my future with Xiaoya. Although she had slept with Wenhui tonight, she had officially accepted me. Maybe I shouldn't dwell on it too much, but would that class monitor keep pestering Xiaoya? How could I deal with it? I didn't sleep a wink all night.

The following Monday, when I returned to school, my homeroom teacher delivered a shocking piece of news: the class monitor had transferred schools! I heard that his family had moved to the city where a prestigious school was located so that he could get into a better school in the future, and he was enrolled in the intensive class of a famous local high school.

Was Wenhui so bold last night because he wanted to get his hands on Xiaoya, whom he had always dreamed of, before transferring schools? I glanced at Xiaoya furtively. Her expression remained largely unchanged. Did she already know last night?

Or was she secretly relieved?

Without the class monitor as a worry, my relationship with Xiaoya progressed rapidly. We were inseparable, passing notes and whispering sweet nothings during class, holding hands after school to eat snacks at roadside stalls, strolling around, and watching movies. There was no trace of the pre-exam tension; I even thought what happened that night was just a dream.

Until one day on my way home, in the stairwell of Xiaoya's apartment, I kissed her cherry lips for the first time. Holding her slightly nervous body, I tasted the sweet and bitter flavor. In that blissful moment, an image flashed through my mind: naked Xiaoya lying on the bed, her long, slender legs spread wide, her tender, juicy vulva receiving another man's penis thrusting wildly. Her eyes were half-open, her cheeks flushed, and she moaned softly, swaying her slender waist to meet the deeper and faster thrusts… My penis hardened.

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