An unforgettable day

I'm 17 years old, a high school student, 165cm tall, 46kg, with measurements of 31-25-27.
My hobbies include playing sports, shopping, and dancing. Occasionally, I go hiking or picnicking with friends.
Life is pretty ordinary; I'm a very ordinary high school girl. Although I have no shortage of suitors, due to strict upbringing
, I still don't have a boyfriend and therefore no sexual experience.
I remember my first experience with masturbation was in sixth grade. I was watching porn with friends,
and I started masturbating too, not knowing it was called masturbation, just finding it very pleasurable.
Since then, I've had a masturbation habit, at least four or five times a week. One Sunday, I masturbated
five times in one day. My whole family was out, so I watched the porn while using a toy
to reach orgasm. Twice I didn't actually orgasm, and the other three times the arousal varied. This is
the most masturbation I've ever done in a short period of time.
Okay, now that I've introduced myself, let's get to the main point. Why do I call it an unforgettable day?
Well, it's because what happened that day is something no one would believe, yet
it's so real. So I'm sharing it here in the hopes that if anyone has ever had a similar
unforgettable day, they can tell me what they would do.
I remember that morning was incredibly sunny. I put on my uniform and went to school in a very cheerful mood. Because
my home is halfway up a mountain, I had to walk down for about ten minutes to catch the bus to school. Actually, it doesn't take
that long; there's another route that's faster, taking less than five minutes to get to the bus stop.
But because this route is more remote, not many people know about it. I only choose this route when I'm in a hurry
, and I usually walk it with someone I know. It's broad daylight, so I feel less afraid.
For some reason, I suddenly felt
inspired was walking down that little path. Sometimes, because I was in a rush, I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings. Now
, looking around, if it weren't for the narrow path and the thick grass, it would be much more picturesque than the main road.
There were mountains, water, flowers, and grass. Because the morning fog hadn't completely dissipated, it
looked hazy. Wow, it felt like entering a different world.
Just as I was admiring the scenery, a groan suddenly interrupted my thoughts. I
initially thought I'd misheard and was about to leave when another groan reached my ears, which piqued my
curiosity.
Following the sound, I secretly parted the grass and saw what was
happening . It turned out to be a student couple doing *that*. Judging from their uniforms, they were
students from a prestigious high school in the city, and they seemed to live in the same neighborhood.
The boy looked vaguely familiar; I wasn't sure if they lived on the same street. I hadn't seen the girl before, but then
I saw her backpack—wow, that's the kind of backpack you'd find at a prestigious high school! Her face was fairly pretty,
but her figure was nowhere near mine—that's what I was most proud of.
Compared to girls my age, I wasn't bad off; I'd had many suitors, but they'd all turned me down because of
family and school connections.
The boy's actions grew increasingly bold. First, his hands roamed over her body, then one hand
reached under her skirt, while the other continued to knead her breasts. Perhaps he was using
too much force, because her bra was ripped off during his kneading.
Judging from her expression, she seemed quite experienced, moaning incessantly in sync with his hand movements. She
probably thought no one knew this road, which is why she was so bold.
The boy's hand was inside her skirt. From my angle, I couldn't see what was inside,
but I could clearly see the skirt heaving up and down, suggesting he was using his fingers.
Looking down, her underwear was pulled down to her calves, but she hadn't taken it off. Although her
figure wasn't fully developed, her legs were undeniably beautiful.
Just as I was marveling at those legs, the girl suddenly screamed, snapping me back to reality
and take it anymore; he first draped those legs
over his shoulders, then quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect penis.
From this angle, I could only vaguely see the girl's private parts, which looked as tender and juicy as a peach, with
love juice constantly flowing out. And the boy's
thing penis in person! Watching his head bob back
and forth, seemingly searching for the best entry point, I saw a red-hot glans and a thick penis. I hadn't expected this seemingly unremarkable boy to have such a magnificent member inside
.
Suddenly, I felt my underwear getting wet. I realized I couldn't hold back any longer; love juice was
flowing out continuously. My hands, no longer under my control, instinctively lifted my skirt and began to penetrate.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the girl's screams turned into heavy breathing and moaning,
while the boy held her legs tightly, thrusting back and forth repeatedly—it seemed he had already penetrated her.
The girl's facial expression grew increasingly painful, yet she continued to gasp and scream. It was impossible to tell
if she was in pain or pleasure. The boy, however, seemed determined to satisfy her, his hip
movements becoming faster and faster. It was unclear whether he was responding to her moans with his
thrusts, or if she was responding to his relentless pumping. I
wasn't idle either; three fingers were fully inserted, and I was thrusting in and out, trying not to make a sound like the girl, lest I be discovered. I listened to the girl's screams and gasps, the boy's relentless thrusts, and my fingers moving faster and faster, as if all three of us were about to reach orgasm simultaneously. Suddenly, the boy groaned, hastily withdrawing his penis while continuing to rub it with his hand. The girl, almost kneeling, caught the boy's semen in her mouth, licking it clean. My actions ceased as they straightened their clothes. I dusted myself off, tidied myself up , and quietly left to continue my journey to school. The bus stop will be visible soon after you walk down the path. Because of what happened earlier, I was delayed a bit, so...

The time it took to walk down from the main road was about the same as when I reached the bus stop. I turned around and saw the student
couple walking over together. It seemed they weren't taking the same bus. The girl brushed the boy's hair aside,
said something, smiled, and walked away.
The boy walked towards me without turning his head. Hmm, could it be that we're on the same bus?
I lowered my head, gripping my backpack tightly with both hands, afraid that my nervousness would reveal what had just happened.
After all, seeing it with my own eyes is different from watching it on TV. What if he started talking to me and I didn't notice
? Wouldn't I just blurt it all out?
So when he walked towards me, I tried to avoid eye contact. But judging from his expression, he
didn't seem to notice anything unusual about me and seemed quite at ease. Just then, the bus pulled into the station, and I breathed a sigh of relief. It
seemed they hadn't noticed me. Heh, maybe the girl shouted too loudly, so she didn't see me
behind the bushes.
After the bus started to get on, there were quite a few people, and they kept pushing me in. When I looked up, it
was the same boy from before! I hadn't realized he was so tall. My height
is considered above average among girls my age, but compared to him, I'm much shorter.
He was probably a head taller than me. His muscular chest kept pressing against me because of the other passengers.
While he wasn't my type, by other girls' standards, he was practically
a prince charming . Especially after seeing his manhood, I figured that girl must be very
lucky
to have such an enviable boyfriend. Thinking this, the car lurched, and I lost my balance and
bumped into his chest again. But because of the car, he didn't seem to notice me much. After I apologized
, he glanced at me and turned away. Hmm, with his cool demeanor, he was becoming more and more of a
heartthrob .
The car continued to sway, but because I was holding onto the seat back, I managed to stay level and didn't keep
bumping into his chest.
Wow, once the car entered the city, I realized it was particularly congested today. The car kept stopping and starting,
and it looked like I was going to be late again. While I was secretly worrying, something suddenly went under my skirt. At first
, I thought it was someone else's random thing that might have accidentally slipped under my skirt.
But just as that thing slowly moved towards my private area, I realized it was a
hand. It first rubbed between my thighs, and when the car braked suddenly, it took advantage of the chaos to slip its fingers inside my
private parts. However, it didn't take off my underwear, just used its fingers to part it, and only used two fingers
alternately, moving in and out. Meanwhile, another hand was already attacking from behind my uniform top. It seemed to be
the same person.
The hand above slowly moved forward from behind my uniform, reaching my breasts. Again, it didn't pull off
my bra, just used its fingers to move in and rub my nipples. The attacks from above and below weren't very vigorous.
Perhaps because of the lighting, from my perspective, my front looked perfectly normal, and no one noticed anything
unusual.
Looking up at the boy, I realized he was gone. I was still gripping the back of the chair tightly with one hand for
balance , while the other hand was occupied with my bag, leaving me unable to fend off the mysterious man's advances.
As his attacks grew bolder, I could vaguely feel
his erection, ready to strike. Even through my clothes, I could clearly feel its thickness,
constantly bumping against me as the bus moved. And I, incredibly, couldn't resist; with this double assault—
essentially penetrating me through my clothes—my juices began to flow uncontrollably.
The mysterious man seemed to sense my excitement and became even bolder, pulling his underwear down to his thighs
. Just as he slowly lifted my skirt, thank goodness, the bus stopped.
He swiftly withdrew his hand from under my clothes and skirt.
"Hey, you forgot to put my underwear on!" Just as I was about to see what this mysterious person looked like,
I was startled. I turned around and, to my surprise, our eyes met. It was him!
As soon as our eyes met, he quickly looked away and followed the crowd getting off the bus.
Since I still had a few stops to go to school, I couldn't get off to argue with him. I checked my watch—oh no,
I was late!
When I entered the classroom, the first class was already in session—math. Hmm, this teacher is nice. It was almost my
turn , but the teacher didn't mark me late. Because our school is co-educational,
the boys teased me a bit, asking if I'd done something yesterday. Soon, at the teacher's command, the class
quieted down again.
I quickly went to my seat. Because of what had happened, my underwear was
still hanging between my thighs.
Today I wore that custom-made skirt again. The style was the same as the one at school, but the material was much worse. Mine
was silk, and it was much shorter and wider than the school one, almost like a plus-size mini-skirt.
I could vaguely see the lace of my underwear peeking out from between my thighs. Just as I was worrying if anyone would notice,
the classmate sitting next to me seemed to notice.
Because I was sitting on the edge, in the last seat, only he could clearly see my whole
body . But he was a very nice person, exactly my type—the gentle, refined type
. People who are bad at school naturally like those who are good at school; I don't know who made that rule, but even I can't
escape it . He took out a piece of clothing from his bag—his judo uniform. Oh, he's in the judo club too! Pretty cool, right?
Not only good at school, but also good at sports. He quickly handed me his judo uniform. I
looked at him gratefully, and while my classmate was busy copying notes, I quickly put on my underwear and returned
the judo uniform to him.
Afterwards, he didn't ask me why. He straightened his judo uniform and continued watching the teacher's explanation.
I quickly snapped out of my reverie and diligently copied down notes. He had to skip the next class for club practice . It seems our school is determined to win the national judo competition. Thinking about it, our badminton club is also going to participate in the city school competition
soon ! Oh, I'm in the badminton club, and I originally wanted to go with him to participate in the judo club, but unfortunately, I didn't meet the weight requirement.

I had no choice but to join the badminton club, which is closest to the judo club. Hehe, I'm going to badminton practice this afternoon too, then I can
see him.
During the third period, because the teacher was absent, the whole class was in chaos. Some ran off to play badminton, while others went to the back hill
to be lovey-dovey .
Ah, our school has an artificial hill, and because it's located in the most remote part of the school, we
call it the back hill. And some of these people are what we call class couples.
Sigh, seeing others being lovey-dovey, hand in hand heading towards the back hill, I couldn't help but feel down. I really
envy those classmates; they're not afraid of the teachers at all, so bold on campus. Unlike me, a seemingly
well-behaved girl, I still long for the care and affection of love. Although I'm not a very good student,
because of my family background, the teachers seem to take special care of me, making me afraid to misbehave.
Ah, never mind, the classmates have all dispersed. Although some well-behaved students are still reading
, I'm not really like them. So, after thanking the person who invited me to play basketball, I headed to
the roof of the school balcony.
This is a restricted area, but you know, restricted areas are restricted areas, we don't care. The door
opened easily. I thought the weather was so nice today, I might as well go to the balcony for some fresh air. But when I opened
the door and went in, I found someone already there. It looked like an older boy sneaking in to smoke.
He seemed to have noticed me, but didn't seem to care, and continued smoking. I figured I shouldn't bother him, so I
found an empty spot, dusted myself off, lay down, and enjoyed
a sunbath .
Wow, this is such a relaxing break from the busy schedule, it feels so good. Stretching, preparing to catch up on
the sleep I'd lost from staying up all night, the boy spoke to me; "Hey, are you going to do this?"
What? Who do you think I am? My first time is meant for the person I love most! Who do you think you are,
just doing whatever you want?
I ignored him and continued enjoying my sunbathing. That's when he got angry. He stepped
over directly against me, grabbing my hands and giving me no chance to resist. Then
he said, "Stop pretending. It's during class time, and a girl like you is here alone. You're
not exactly a respectable woman. You must have slept with a lot of people. Come on, I promise you
'll be in ecstasy after you sleep with me, and you won't want to go looking for other men."
After saying that, his mouth attacked my lips, slowly moving to my breasts. After releasing my hands,
he tore open my uniform with his hands, ripping off the buttons and ripping off my bra. Soon, my entire breasts
were exposed to him, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
I quickly took advantage of the moment he released my hands to tear my clothes. After ripping off my bra, I quickly
crossed my arms in front of my chest and said, "You can, but you're not allowed to penetrate. You're only allowed to move above the waist. If you dare
to touch anything below the waist, I'll scream. Although this place is relatively secluded, it's broad daylight and there are many people at school.
I don't believe no one will hear me."
After I said this, he quickly withdrew one hand from under my skirt because,
while , he had already pulled down my underwear, as if preparing to go straight in without any preamble.
"Okay, but you have to use your mouth instead, otherwise I'd rather knock you out first. You know,
that wouldn't be fun at all, so..."
Right after he finished speaking, he quickly unzipped his pants and took out his penis. What he said actually made
some sense; his penis had a large head and a thick, long shaft. At that moment, I...
I don't know why I so naturally took his penis into my mouth. I was probably really
influenced by its size. Although it was just oral sex, I actually really wanted it to penetrate my vagina.
At this point, my vagina was already very full, overflowing with vaginal fluid. But because of my longing for love,
I was still very resistant to penetration by someone I had just met, someone I didn't even know his name.
While licking, he used his tongue to rotate it constantly, taking the entire penis into his mouth, moving it in and out.
This action seemed to give him a very satisfying feeling; the glans was very swollen. Because I was using my mouth,
when he pulled it out, there was still my saliva dripping down it.
After he yelled that he couldn't take it anymore, he pushed me down, clamping his penis between my breasts and
thrusting relentlessly between my cleavage. This action made it hard for me to breathe; my chest heaved with each breath
, which only made him thrust faster. He squeezed my breasts with both hands, seemingly trying to
substitute vaginal pleasure for the sensation of my cleavage, continuing his in-and-out motion. As I gasped for breath, my gaze drifted
to my chest, watching his glans appear and disappear in my cleavage. This feeling suddenly
reminded me of how I had masturbated in this way before, except back then I had used my breasts to clamp a baseball bat, and now it
was a real, live thing right before my eyes.
His movements became faster and faster, as if he was about to reach his limit. My breasts, squeezed under his pressure
, were very red and erect. Just as he was about to ejaculate, I quickly pushed him away.
"Don't stay on me!"
But he didn't seem to care much, taking care of himself with his hands and quickly ejaculating.
Right as he ejaculated, I quickly put on my uniform and tidied myself up. Because he complied with my
request and didn't force himself on me, I didn't feel raped. For me, as long as there was no penetration,
I was still a virgin.
So after saying things like "I don't want to see you again," I left without looking back. I think he didn't care.
Seeing
him still immersed in the climax of ejaculation, I quickly went downstairs. Since the fourth period was with the same teacher, I
figured I still had some time. After what happened, I suddenly really wanted to talk to the boy I liked
.
Of course, not about this kind of thing, just someone to talk to, so I
headed . The judo club's practice area was in the gymnasium's basement. When I got there, I didn't see him.
I looked around for a while. Although the judo club didn't have many members, the space was tiny. When I was sure he wasn't
there , I was thinking of just going back to the classroom to sleep.
Then I suddenly remembered the basement storage room, where the sports equipment was stored. Usually, when there was no work, it was...
No one would go there. I suddenly thought he might be there, so I figured it wasn't far, so I might as well go look for him.
Actually, I'd masturbated in there before. I kept inserting various sports equipment, like
baseball bats and rackets—anything rod-shaped, I could insert. But since I'd never actually had a penis
inserted, I still don't know what it felt like. Was it the same as a baseball bat?
I think it would be a little different, since a baseball bat is hard, while that thing is elastic, right?
Thinking this, I reached the warehouse door. Just as I was about to open it, I suddenly heard sounds coming from inside.
Out of curiosity, I secretly opened the door. There were many sports equipment inside, including vaulting boxes. I
quickly hid behind one of the vaulting boxes. This angle was perfect for seeing what was going on inside without being
discovered. It turned out he really was inside, but there was another person inside too—a girl, probably a lower-
grade student. I wondered what they were talking about; they seemed to be arguing.
Could
they be a couple ?
How could he be so good at having a girlfriend without our class's little ears finding out?
I rolled over and moved to the other vaulting box, where I could clearly hear their conversation
. Apparently, it was an argument about the girl trying to seduce him, and him refusing. Hmph, of course, if
he were that easy, why would I like him so much?
While they were arguing, the girl actually unbuttoned her uniform. What surprised me even more was that
she wasn't wearing anything underneath—I mean, no bra. It's summer, and our girls' uniforms are
white. How could she be so bold? If she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and she sweated a
little exposed? Or maybe she was preparing for the situation by not wearing anything.
In short, she had now fully exposed her breasts to him, her pink nipples
rising . Although they weren't fully developed, small had its advantages; they looked
very firm. I thought the feeling of touching them would probably bring pleasure to a man.
Just as I was getting nervous, afraid he wouldn't succumb to temptation and do something to betray me—
well even if he did, he couldn't say he was sorry, he would just be very sad—he then
closed her clothes with his hand and whispered something in her ear. He spoke very softly, so I
could hear him, but right after he finished speaking, the girl… She seemed very upset, and ran out
before . While I was wondering what she had said, I accidentally
kicked something nearby, and he spotted me. "Hey, what are you doing here?"
I didn't know how to answer for a moment, and blurted out, "Ah, I was
getting my equipment here when you and she ran in, and I panicked and hid."
I gave a wry smile. Good heavens, what a lame excuse! But he didn't seem to care much about my answer;
his gaze kept roaming over me, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't.
"Are you trying to tell me not to tell anyone what just happened? Well, don't worry, I'm tight-lipped...
"
He suddenly interrupted me halfway through my sentence, lunging at me until we were both
lying on the mat. "No, I... do you know what I said to her that
made her give up and leave?"
He seemed very nervous, but I was even more nervous. He grabbed both of my hands with one hand and
pressed his whole body against mine. Our lips were so close that I
could almost have a deep kiss if I just tilted my head slightly. What I could feel even more clearly was his erection pressing against
my genitals, though I couldn't quite feel its length and thickness through my clothes.
I was incredibly nervous, my voice trembling slightly. "So... I, she...
what want to say?"
He lowered his head and lightly pecked my lips, then said, "I told her I already have
someone I like, and that person... is you."
I was completely paralyzed, probably from excitement. I
didn't say anything more, just stuck my tongue out and into his mouth, swirling it around.
I wanted to express my feelings through action; he should understand, right?
Sure enough, he seemed to sense my initiative. After I extended my tongue, he took the initiative,
continuing to swirl his tongue in my mouth while using his hands to unhook my bra, slowly kneading
my breasts . My bra was torn off because of the kneading.
Hmm, I think I need to change my bra. How could it be torn off so easily? Maybe I've shrunk? Hehe,
never mind.
By this time, my whole body was burning hot, especially my private parts, which were overflowing with
lubrication , soaking my panties. He slowly moved his hands from my breasts to the hem of my skirt,
easily unbuttoning it, while his tongue continued its relentless pursuit of mine, feeling as if it had
become his penis and my mouth my vagina.
His tongue moved in and out, and I kept clenching it, fueling his desire to continue.
After he unbuttoned my skirt, I could clearly feel that my panties were almost completely soaked, perhaps due to the
sweat, but it didn't matter. He slowly pulled my panties down, only to my calves,
not completely off, and then stopped his deep kiss, his gaze fixed on my private parts.
This was the first time I had truly exposed myself completely to a man other than a family member.
Of course, when I was little, I often ran around naked, and family members like my father would see. But
that was when I was little; now I was a grown woman.
His eyes looked like they were about to pop out, and then he buried his head between my legs and started
servicing me with his mouth. First, he lightly touched around my labia with the tip of his tongue, then he kept attacking inside, going in and out.
It was incredibly slippery, probably because of my love juice and his saliva, and he seemed very comfortable moving
in and out. And with each of his thrusts, I kept moaning. Now I understand
why the girl seemed to feel so good when I saw that student couple this morning.
It felt so good! The sensation sent waves of tingling, almost like an electric shock
.
With each thrust, I gasped and moaned, uttering
words of love, though he seemed unable to respond. His tongue continued to roam around my labia, and
with each penetration, a gush of fluid flowed out. In less than two minutes, the entire
mat was soaked. My upper body was wet with sweat, and my lower body with fluid—it was all sticky and thick. Perhaps
because of the arousal , I felt increasingly hot and excited, my hands unconsciously kneading my breasts as I continued to pant and moan. At that moment, he slowly pulled me up, wanting me to be on all fours. He said the cowgirl position would be easier for someone like me, a first-timer, making penetration easier. Actually, I was already out of my mind. I was willing to have anal sex even if he wanted me to. Just as I was thinking this , he took off his underwear and took out that red-hot iron rod. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain. He had already penetrated me from behind. This was my first time being penetrated by a penis. As the red glans slowly entered my vagina from my labia, it felt like it was going straight to my uterus. By then , it was all the way in. The entire glans, the entire penis, was more real than any other prop. When he pulled out, I suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, and then when he inserted it again, I felt a tingling sensation. During this in-and-out process, I kept panting and screaming. " Mmm... ah... ah... don't stop, ah... faster, faster!" With these screams, he continued to thrust relentlessly. In the end, he was moving left and right inside me, constantly bumping against my labia and rubbing against my vagina. My love juices kept flowing out. During the in-and-out process, his entire glans remained inside my vagina, and the red glans seemed to have swelled to its maximum. I felt like I was about to explode, and I kept rubbing my breasts and nipples with my hands, alternating between them. My pink nipples stood erect, seemingly swollen to their maximum point, just like his glans, and were flushed . In and out, in and out. Mmm…ah…ah…faster, faster… and he seemed to respond to my screams and pleas, increasing his speed. I couldn't take it anymore, I had already had my second orgasm, and I had no strength left. He seemed sense my orgasm and ejaculated with me, so after another fierce thrust, he pulled out abruptly, turned me over, and laid me in front of him, letting my body receive all his semen, completing my first time. I don't know if it was because the movements were too intense, but after he ejaculated on me, my whole body continued to twitch. It wasn't exactly a cramp; it felt as if his penis was still inside me , continuing to move in and out. I maintained this feeling. About ten minutes later, things calmed down a bit. He was very gentle; after I got dressed , he used his towel to gently wipe me clean, mixing all the sweat, semen, and vaginal fluids together He then gently stroked my hair with his large hands. Because of playing badminton, I had cut my hair short, but after such intense exercise, I was covered in sweat. After about five minutes, my twitching gradually stopped, and I slowly calmed down. He, because couldn't leave for too long due to practice, had already left. I straightened my clothes, dusted myself off, and prepared to go back to the classroom. Ah, that's when I suddenly remembered that I had to cover for a classmate. So I abandoned the idea of going back to the classroom and went to the infirmary instead. Because of the school's arrangements, the nurses in the infirmary were students, supposedly to save money and also to allow the female students to learn some health concepts . Of course, it's a female classmate! No boy would ever be a nurse. And I happen to know , so whenever she needs help, I volunteer to help. Actually, not many people come to the infirmary at lunchtime, so I can eat while I work as a nurse—basically, I'm keeping watch over the infirmary. After entering the infirmary, I looked around. Sigh, the doctor's gone again. Speaking of that doctor, he's a notorious womanizer! Haha, it's better he's not here. It's only lunchtime, and there are beds in the infirmary to sleep on; it's much better than being in the classroom. So I put down my lunchbox and prepared to change into my nurse's uniform. Actually, this nurse's uniform is really convenient; it's basically like a coat, you just slip it on. Because it was hot, wearing the uniform would make it even hotter, so after looking around to make sure no one was there, I went behind the medicine cabinet to change out of my uniform. After a morning of fuss, the uniform looked a bit dirty. Just as I had taken off my top and was about to untie my skirt, someone suddenly shouted outside. Before I could even put my clothes back on, someone was already standing in front of me. I was still wearing my skirt, but my top was off, leaving only my bra. When our eyes met, he suddenly ran out again. I quickly untied my skirt and put on my nurse's uniform. Because it was urgent, I didn't really care if the straps were tied tightly before running out. It turned out to be two students who had come to borrow school supplies. One was the one who had just seen me changing; he seemed quite nervous, his face a little red. The other was much more muscular, probably from a sports team— the kind of person who's physically strong. I quickly handed them the supplies, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then told them to leave while I continued eating my lunch. It was a sandwich. Because I'm on a diet, I was only allowed to drink water, and I quickly finished my lunch . Looking around, it seemed no one was coming, so I found a bed and lay down for a nap. About five minutes later, I vaguely felt someone fiddling with my clothes. I opened my eyes and saw it was the same two people from before. But as I got up to look at them, because my belt hadn't been tied very tightly, it came undone, revealing my chest and cleavage. Just as I was about to put my clothes back on, the two of them suddenly grabbed my hands, one on each arm, freeing...

The hand that came at me just managed to tear my thin nurse's uniform open, leaving me completely naked except
for my bra and panties. I angrily demanded to know what they wanted, but they had already pulled me off the bed
and dragged me behind the medicine cabinet.
The infirmary wasn't large, and this spot felt quite secluded. There was no time for me to scream;
both of them had already pulled down their pants.
The more muscular one pinned me down, forcing me to lie face down on all fours, while the other,
the one who had been peeping at me, quickly shoved his penis into my mouth. It was so fast
I didn't even have time to resist before my mouth was stuffed shut.
Although he looked rather thin, his genitals were anything but;
it felt like a stick being shoved into my mouth. At the same time, the one who had pinned me down quickly pulled down my
panties.
I initially thought he might be going to penetrate me in a rear-mounted position, and I continued to struggle. However, because the man
behind me was quite muscular, he gripped my hands tightly and pulled them back, seemingly treating me like a horse
, with my hands acting as reins, pulling relentlessly.
Just as his thick glans was moving between my buttocks,
and I thought he was about to penetrate my vagina, I suddenly felt a sharp pain. With each thrust, the pain intensified. It turned out he wasn't penetrating
my vagina , but my anus.
Although I've seen anal sex scenes in porn, I never imagined I would experience it firsthand.
My anus is very narrow, and his glans was extremely swollen, so every thrust was
incredibly painful.
To make matters worse, I also had another man's penis in my mouth, and he seemed to be moving in and out in sync with
the rhythm me.
Just as I was about to scream in pain, he shoved his thick penis into my mouth again, forcing me to only let out a muffled scream
.
About a minute later, my sensations suddenly changed. My whole body felt burning hot, and my buttocks became increasingly numb and tingling
. With each thrust, my anus no longer hurt as before; instead, it
felt . This was much more exciting than normal penetration; there was no pain, only
a different kind of excitement that traveled from my back to my buttocks, thighs, calves, and back again. I experienced
wave after wave of orgasms.
He seemed to find it difficult to thrust while holding my hands, so he released them and placed them on my
waist for a more vigorous attack. Due to my orgasms, my hips swayed along
with his, moving forward and backward with each thrust. When he thrust forward, I retreated.
With each thrust, the distance increased, and the force naturally intensified, leading to even greater excitement.
On the other side, he seemed to reach orgasm quickly; some of his semen had already entered my mouth,
so he simply ejaculated directly into it.
I gulped it all down, and he seemed satisfied, leaning wearily against the wall
. But the one behind me didn't seem satisfied; his movements became faster and faster. Due to the orgasm,
my vaginal fluid kept overflowing, wetting the floor.
I had forgotten to scream for help, instead letting out gasps. This was
more , so my moans and gasps became unusually weak, and tears streamed down my face. It sounded like
I was crying, but the sound was so alluring that I think it might have aroused him even more.
I screamed, and he increased his force, finally letting out a loud "Ah,
that was great !" before pulling out and ejaculating on my back.
Because of so many orgasms, I was almost completely exhausted, collapsing to the ground, still
panting. While I was panting on the ground, the two of them fled the scene without looking back. Only then did I
realize I had to quickly clean the semen off myself, so I used all my strength to stand up.
It was nap time, so there was no one walking in the hallway, and the restrooms were quite close
. I grabbed my gym uniform and headed towards the nearest women's restroom.
I had planned to change into my gym uniform after covering a classmate's class so I could go to the gym to practice badminton.
Unexpectedly, it came in handy now. Because of the semen and my vaginal fluids, my underwear was a bit dirty ,
so I decided against wearing it.
I tucked my underwear away, covered my chest with my uniform, and stealthily made my way to the restroom. I was
only wearing a bra, completely naked, so I was terrified of being discovered.
Luckily, I reached the restroom, so I rushed in. Thankfully
, there was a restroom with a shower. This was originally intended as a shower area for students
to clean themselves after PE class, but due to budget constraints, each restroom only had one
shower .
Thankfully, I could finally wash off the odor. The man who ejaculated behind me wasn't just thick-skinned;
the amount of semen was also enormous, soaking my entire back and making me smell strongly of semen. I had to wash it off quickly.
Just as I was relieved that no one had noticed, I opened the door to go in, only to find a boy masturbating
inside . At first, I thought I had gone into the wrong restroom, but after looking around, I was certain
it was him.
He seemed close to ejaculating. He wasn't startled by the sudden door opening; instead, he saw me
standing almost naked in front of him, grabbed my hand, and pulled me inside.
Because I was naked, it was easy for him to penetrate me. Having just experienced anal sex,
and since his penis wasn't particularly thick, I didn't feel anything. And since he seemed close to ejaculating, he
did so in less than a minute.
He pulled out the moment he ejaculated. The process was so fast I even wondered if I was
masturbating with my fingers. From the moment I opened the door to him rushing out, less than a minute had passed. He managed to
pull me in, penetrate, thrust, ejaculate, pull out, and run away. At the time, I thought I didn't feel
anything , and my whole body felt sticky, so I quickly forgot about it.
I turned on the tap and started washing myself. I finished quickly, put on a bra, and changed into my workout clothes.
Because I was wearing shorts and no underwear, I pulled my clothes outside, making it more...
I couldn't see the shorts anymore, so I straightened my clothes and quickly went back to the infirmary to tidy myself up.
Since my nurse's uniform was torn, I had to quickly cover it up, hoping it had been stolen.
Then I wiped the wet floor clean, clapped my hands, and just then the bell rang, so I headed straight for the gymnasium.
But the space was already booked, so the practice had to be moved to the evening. I went back to class,
and during the second period in the afternoon, someone came to tell me I needed to go to the student council.
Hmm,
I'm not usually very enthusiastic about student council activities, so why would they need me?
Just as I entered the student council president's office, the door slammed shut. That's when I
realized that the president was the same person who had been throwing herself at me in the warehouse that morning, and she was now surrounded by four boys.
At her command, I was immediately surrounded by those four boys. Apparently, her investigation had revealed that I
was the person the woman who had thrown herself at liked.
So it seems she hired those four guys to get revenge on me, because I only had my workout clothes left
to wear, and their actions were so rough, it was like they wanted to swallow me whole.
So I quickly pulled at my clothes and said, "I'll take them off myself, you don't need to help me."
Just as I pulled down my shorts and they discovered I wasn't wearing underwear, they practically swarmed me.

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