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A brief explanation regarding the section after the separator line at the end of the article.
In the future, when I have a little more time, I will "randomly" include these kinds of suggestive scenes, like Easter eggs
, usually along with the weekly update. This
is purely for practice; don't worry about the context. If you're interested, take a look; if not, skip it.
As for the "numbers" at the beginning of each section, they are meaningless combinations I use for marking.
If they happen to resemble anything else, it's purely coincidental.
This is only explained once; I won't elaborate further, so please don't ask in the comments.
That's all.
This article was first published on Dongshengzhou Related Enterprises, Tianxiang Chinese Literature, and Forbidden Bookstore.
Please retain this paragraph when reprinting. Thank you.
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"Alright, Xingyu." He reached under her armpits, gently stroking her round, lovely breasts with one hand, while the other
moved down, skillfully finding her protruding clitoris and pressing it in circles with his fingertips. "I've clearly been telling
you I like you, so why do you have to put me in a difficult position and make me angry? I don't want to lie to you and am honest with you, but you're unhappy now
? If I were really a lecherous liar, and I just flattered you, making you and Yang Nan bend over and serve me, what would I
lose? Wouldn't you be the one who suffers and feels wronged?"
He felt... Seeing the rapidly increasing fluids in her tender flesh, he was somewhat surprised that Zhang Xingyu's emotions were having
such a direct and intense impact on her body. He quickly said softly, "You're truly my woman now. I'll treat you well. I'll
find all sorts of opportunities to be affectionate with you. Isn't that much more useful than those three meaningless words?"
Zhang Xingyu lowered her head, awkwardly twisting her waist, looking at the red marks on her inner thighs, and
said with a heavy nasal tone, "I won't mention it again, Zhao Tao... Can you please stop being angry with me?"
"I'm not angry anymore, am I?" He licked the back of her neck. "I was just annoyed that you
kept fussing over this trivial matter, I wasn't really angry. If I don't push you a little, you'll always be playing games with me. Now that you're
mine, of course it's different, right?"
"What if I accidentally say something unpleasant about Yu Bei again, won't you be angry?" she
said, still a little apprehensive.
Unfortunately, she went astray.
Zhao Tao chuckled. "I don't like you two undermining each other. If what you said makes sense, I'll tell Xiao Bei to change .
If what you said doesn't make sense, I'll spank you."
"You...you won't glare at me like before, will you?" Her mood seemed to have improved slightly, and her tone even had
a hint of coquettishness. "You scared me. Really."
"I promise, no matter what you say about Xiao Bei, I won't glare at you like that again." He laughed and thrust upwards
twice, listening to her moan, a mixture of pleasure and pain, and said ambiguously, "Anyway, you're already mine, so I naturally
have ways to punish you."
Each word she uttered was met with a thrust, and the tearing sensation between her legs was finally gradually overshadowed by the rising desire. She
sniffled and said aggrievedly, "I...I want you to hold me, like a normal couple. Okay?"
"Okay." He pulled out his penis, grabbed a tissue and wiped himself haphazardly, then carried her to the bed and pinned her down.
He sealed her lips with his, sucking out her little tongue and giving her a passionate kiss. While she couldn't speak or make a sound, he guided his
penis back inside.
The warm passage was already much wetter, and he could feel more love juice flowing out as their tongues danced together
. He sucked on her tongue tip, lifted his buttocks
, and began to thrust wildly. She spread her knees to endure for a while, but then felt it wasn't enough. Trembling, she lifted her legs and wrapped her buttocks around
his waist.
Zhang Xingyu's vaginal opening was slightly forward, so lying down didn't require any support, and she could be penetrated very well in the normal position. But when she lifted
her legs, her small, tender opening became higher, and his thick, hard penis thrust in, grinding against
the most tender part of her vulva with each thrust. In just a few minutes, he had her moaning softly, and
the juice flowing down her white buttocks had become much lighter in color.
Girls who reach peak orgasm immediately after losing their virginity are extremely rare. Seeing her increasingly aroused, Zhao Tao
lifted her and pressed his hands against her breasts, using their firm flesh as a fulcrum, alternating between deep and shallow thrusts, fast and slow,
rapidly pushing her pleasure to new heights.
"Ah, ahh..." Her naked body swayed, tears streaming down her face. She
moaned softly, gazing at Zhao Tao's face, rhythmically whispering something.
He was busy enjoying the wet, tender virgin's honeyed depths and didn't pay close attention, only noticing that with each
thrust, she would whisper "once," as if counting for him.
He became aroused, lifting her legs and hoisting them onto one shoulder, slowly grinding them into the now even tighter opening
. He heard her voice soften and slow down, then suddenly quickened and deepened, each thrust pounding against the entrance of her tender, newly-touched cervix
, making her murmurs sound even more plaintive.
This body, brimming with desire, happened to have a shallow, sensitive vagina. Zhao Tao didn't need any props or
techniques; just simple changes in movement were enough to make her breathing become increasingly rapid, and her legs on her shoulders tense up more and more—clearly,
she was heading towards orgasm.
He was delighted, so he knelt down, gripped her slender shoulders with both hands, took a deep breath, and
began thrusting into her with a frenzied, relentless passion.
A woman on the verge of climax will experience at least double the bursts of excitement in her mind when she receives that final push.
Zhang Xingyu, who was already soaking wet from just kisses and hugs, couldn't resist Zhao Tao's seasoned and fierce onslaught. She quickly maintained
the whispers she made during each penetration, tilting her head back as she entered a state of climax.
At the peak of complete arousal, her voice became uncontrollable, and Zhao Tao, thrusting into her relentlessly,
was much closer than before.
He finally understood that she wasn't counting.
With each fierce penetration of her virgin territory, she uttered those three words, a moan that seemed to come from her own mouth, words
she longed for but could never have.
“I love you…”
(247)
Taking a tissue, Zhao Tao casually stuffed it into Zhang Xingyu’s wet opening, then rolled over and lay down to the side, lazily
saying, “You’re really something, you could orgasm with me on our first time having sex, was it good?”
Zhang Xingyu tilted her head back, staring blankly at the ceiling. She lowered her hand and tried to touch her inner thigh, only to find
the tissue he had placed there. She picked it up, wiped herself, and held it up to her eyes.
Some semen mixed with a few streaks of blood was wet and wrinkled in the middle, like a patient with a damaged lung using it
to sneeze violently.
She looked at the tissue with a touch of sadness and whispered, “I should have used a white handkerchief.”
“How silly, are you living in the feudal era?” He laughed, turned to the side, kissed her nipple,
snatched the tissue, crumpled it into a wrinkled egg, and threw it on the ground.
“After all…it’s my most precious thing.” She sniffed, slowly curled up, hugged her
knees, turned to her side, lying like a baby in the womb, and closed her eyes. “I’m so tired…can I
rest here for a while?”
“Of course, my bed is your bed.” He didn’t like seeing her in this defensive posture
, so he forcefully pulled her into his arms, their chests pressed together, their legs intertwined, intimately close. “As long as you’re not worried,
you can stay here as long as you want. But I’m afraid your classmates will find out, and then you’ll be unhappy.”
Zhang Xingyu fell silent, considered for a long time, and then asked softly, “Yang Nan won’t suddenly come back these few days, will she?”
“She’s not coming back this weekend anyway, you saw it, we had a fight. She can
hold out for about three days, and on the fourth day she’ll probably come back begging to be fucked.”
“You just talk such vulgar nonsense…” she frowned, “Yang Nan can’t be that lewd.”
“Because she loves me to the point of madness.” Zhao Tao chuckled, kneading her buttocks from behind. The feel there
was so much better than last semester that he felt an urge to call back and urge Yu Bei to start doing squats.
“No matter how angry she is, she can’t live without me. Don’t you feel that?”
She was silent for a moment, then said, “Yeah, I know it’s normal that I can’t live without you. But… but I do
n’t think it’s because of that.”
“Why not? Weren’t you masturbating on the phone while reading my text messages?” Zhao Tao whispered in
her ear, trying to wake her up and make her think about what they had done. “I’ll let you know how good sex is
. You’ll miss me terribly if I don’t see you for three days.”
“I don’t believe it.” She mumbled, blushing. “Yang Nan still has her period. You… you
can still… do it with blood on your hands.”
“Girls have more than just their pussy to be fucked.” He chuckled, parting her buttocks and
teasingly pressing his fingertip against her anus. “We’ll find a place where there’s no blood later.”
She shuddered and quickly said, “I don’t want that. I… I want you to do it normally. Just… just
like before. It felt good.”
“You’ll get tired of it after a while. Even if you don’t, I will. Sex needs new things to be fun.”
He withdrew his hand, not having the energy to continue with her, and casually said, “Remember the toys you used to play with? That’s
a new thing, wasn’t it great?”
Remembering the vibrating mushroom head, she involuntarily squeezed her legs together and whispered, “I still
feel more comfortable when you hold me. It’ll definitely feel even better when it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
"That's not contradictory. It works just as well when I'm fucking you, and it adds to the pleasure,
making you feel amazing." He deliberately changed the verb, quite enjoying the awkward, embarrassed look on Zhang Xingyu's
face when she heard these words in real life, despite her flirtatious and lewd tone in the text messages. "How about we try it now?"
"No, no, please. My groin is sore, and it hurts inside, like you haven't pulled out yet. Can I rest
a little longer?" She was probably genuinely afraid of Zhao Tao's temper, so she spoke softly and gently,
her head bowed. If the guys who fawned over her but never got a good look saw this, they'd probably be furious
.
"I'm not going in, I'm just helping you soothe the pain." Zhao Tao also had a slight desire to make up for her
brutal experience of losing her virginity. He rolled over, grabbed the AV dildo with the wire, plugged it in, and,
buzzing, placed it against her buttocks.
"Itchy..." She frowned slightly, a mix of panic and anticipation. It seemed she hadn't forgotten the relentless
, undulating orgasm she'd experienced that day.
Actually, Zhao Tao's decision to have Yang Nan tied up with a vibrator before the New Year was partly influenced by Zhang Xingyu's continuous, wave
-like orgasms. He even assumed all girls had that ability, which led to Yang Nan being hospitalized and receiving IV fluids.
However, having learned his lesson, Zhao Tao didn't dare test Zhang Xingyu's orgasmic limits. If
something went wrong, their affair would be exposed.
He was shameless enough to be fine, but Zhang Xingyu might die.
That was his biggest worry.
Although Yu Bei was still fine, and Yang Nan was perfectly healthy and increasingly seductive, showing no
signs of suicidal thoughts or health problems, who could say that the old Taoist priest's prediction was accurate?
Perhaps he was just randomly choosing who to kill.
Yu Bei, resilient and compliant, had long since become as unyielding as an oil-soaked hemp rope, impossible to cut or break. She made their romance
a sensation, a legend at school. Even after learning about Yang Nan's affair, she didn't make a fuss, making her
the number one candidate for his legal wife.
Yang Nan was hopelessly addicted to sex, attracted to both men and women. Only with someone as twisted as him could she experience the most exquisite
pleasure. Moreover, she was healthy and easygoing; even if she offended someone, she would only think about getting back at them, and it wouldn't
lead to anything serious.
But Zhang Xingyu was different.
When he locked her up, he never imagined that beneath that fairy-like exterior of white clothes and black hair lay such a
fragile, sensitive soul yearning for love.
Her love, from the very beginning, was filled with a feeling that transcended life itself. Zhao Tao had no doubt that if
he were to ask these girls to commit suicide together, Yang Nan would most likely hesitate, Yu Bei would be decisive, but the one who would die the most resolutely would most likely
be Zhang Xingyu. She was absolutely capable of taking poison, committing seppuku, and jumping from a high-rise building.
If the karmic retribution of the love-locking curse was still in effect, he felt it was most likely to fall on her.
If it weren't for her clinging to those words that ignited the fire, Zhao Tao would have genuinely intended to coax her and let her
enjoy more physical pleasure in this clandestine relationship.
If it couldn't satisfy her emotional emptiness, it could at least fill her genital hunger.
With this thought in mind, he began to patiently kiss her naked body,
the vibrator gently rubbing against every sensitive spot his tongue glided over.
Her nipples were licked first, then vibrated, sending a piercing, itchy sensation through her. Zhang Xingyu cried out,
her knees instantly pressing together.
"You're wet again, aren't you?" He switched the vibrator to her other nipple, leaned in and kissed her,
asking with a smile.
She nodded breathlessly, her emotions beginning to be aroused by the sensations in her body, her whole being becoming excited
.
It was more reassuring to see her face like this, wanton yet not melancholic. Zhao Tao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his tongue sliding down, not intending to play with the rest of her body too much. His lips guided the vibrator directly to her mons 　　pubis
, which had been ravaged not long ago . 　　Her pubic hair was meticulously groomed, leaving hardly any hair roots, like a naturally white tiger. 　　His tongue glided over her undulating abdominal muscles, feeling no roughness, before moving to the tip of her little finger 　　above her clitoris. 　　Her breathing quickened, and she involuntarily propped herself up on her elbows, looking between her parted legs 　　. 　　He pressed her thighs, gently kissing the inner thighs where the bluish veins were visible, the head of the vibrator slowly 　　approaching her most sensitive bud. 　　"Ahhh—" A scream filled with pleasure and joy thus opened 　　the curtain on Zhang Xingyu's erotic stage. 　　(248) 　　"How many times?" Stimulated by Zhang Xingyu's incredibly seductive and wanton demeanor, Zhao Tao temporarily withdrew the vibrator, panting 　　and laughing, "Is it good?" 　　"Three...three or four times, I guess..." Zhang Xingyu's eyes were already filled with intoxicating allure. 　　The saying that women are made of water and flesh was perfectly embodied in her. Her honey pot, spasming and contracting due to orgasm, seemed 　　to squeeze out the juices of her very bones. "So comfortable...so comfortable..." 　　"Xingyu, I'm hard again." He knelt up, spread her thighs which were already weak, licked 　　his fingers, and touched her slightly swollen nipples. 　　"Ah...then...then you...come in." She lowered her head, looking at his erect penis, 　　the trace of fear of pain in her eyes was easily overwhelmed by lust. "Zhao Tao, I like it when you come in...I, I 　　love that feeling..." 　　He smiled, pressed down on his erect penis, and placed the glans against her juicy vaginal opening. 　　The tender flesh immediately sucked on the tip, slowly wriggling against the glans. 　　With a slight effort, the elastic ring slid smoothly over the thickest part, 　　tightly constricting the ridge, sucking like a small mouth. 　　As he groaned with pleasure, Zhang Xingyu also excitedly twisted her pale waist, moaning, 　　"Mmm...hold me...hold me..." 　　"Xingyu, we should try something even more pleasurable." He took the vibrator, smilingly turned it on, 　　leaned back slightly, and while poking her wet, slippery little hole, he lowered the vibrator, 　　slowly circling it along the upper part of her pubic bone, approaching her swollen clitoris. 　　The vibrator was very strong; he could feel the subtle vibrations continuously emanating from inside his penis. 　　Her reaction was equally intense. Before the vibrator even truly touched her clitoris, she already looked 　　like she was about to cry. Her tender, wriggling hands gripped his genitals, first clutching the sheets, then 　　covering her mouth with her hands as if afraid of being overheard. 　　Zhao Tao had already experienced the ecstasy of having a vibrator stimulate his vagina while simultaneously enveloping it with Yang Nan's 　　, but he hadn't expected Zhang Xingyu's to be even more pleasurable. 　　Her vagina was narrow and shallow, with a high entrance near the cervix. During orgasm, the vaginal 　　canal would naturally expand to contain his semen, which was exceptionally elastic. The changes in the vaginal muscles during his thrusts 　　created a strange suction effect. Because he couldn't penetrate deeply, the most sensitive flesh mostly stimulated his 　　glans, causing him to feel numb all over within minutes, almost to the point of ejaculation. Even 　　though Zhang Xingyu was clearly more sensitive, the two times he had ejaculated so far, both times they had reached orgasm simultaneously… 　　It was truly unbelievable. Unable to resist any longer, he thrust forward, pressing his penis firmly against her inner thigh, the head 　　of his penis throbbing pleasurably against her cervix. 　　The vibrator, sandwiched between them, caused their pubic bones to resonate in perfect harmony. 　　Zhang Xingyu inexplicably lasted longer than before, and just as he ejaculated, she screamed as she 　　reached her climax. The strange illusion that he had brought her to orgasm through his semen gave him an intense sense of 　　satisfaction and pleasure. 　　"Are you still okay? Do you want to rest for a bit?" he asked, panting, looking down at her. The vibrator was still pressed against the 　　top of her mons pubis. If it were Yang Nan, she would have begged for a break at least three times already. 　　But she looked at him weakly and said, "I feel... okay. If you... if you hold me, 　　I'll feel even better." 　　"Okay, okay." He lay down on his side, pulling her close and kissing her.

Sure enough, after he had only sucked on her tongue and played with it a dozen times, her legs tightened again,
clamping the vibrator tightly, fixing it in place and unable to move.
Soon, her buttocks jerked and tensed, held for a few seconds, then relaxed, clearly having orgasmed
.
He simply sucked hard on her mouth, used his knee to pry open her thighs, and adopted
the same method he had used to deliberately torture Yang Nan, holding her tightly, not giving her a chance to struggle free, pressing the vibrator firmly against her clitoris, making it impossible for her to escape.
But she didn't try to escape; with a whimpering moan coming from her blocked mouth, she happily hugged him back, excitedly
stroking his back, her eyes tightly closed, enjoying herself to the fullest, as if as long as she was in his arms, she could
reap unlimited pleasure from desire.
In the end, it was Zhao Tao who felt tired.
Suppressing a woman unconsciously straining during an orgasm is actually quite tiring. He finally had to let
go, panting as he removed the vibrator, saying with some surprise, "Why don't you hold it yourself?"
Zhang Xingyu gazed at him, mesmerized, wriggling like a white snake as she chased after him, leaning against his chest, moaning
, "No... I feel more comfortable when you hold it."
"Then let's rest, my arms are sore," he frowned, muttering.
"Hmm, then let's rest for a while..." She leaned closer, tentatively kissing his chest, gently licking his
nipples, seemingly still a little unwilling to give up, but looking at him, she didn't dare mention it again, only saying, "Was it comfortable for you?
I... I wasn't bad, was I?"
"Not bad, quite good," he replied casually, reaching out to touch her crotch, her smooth, wet
vulva, feeling that if the vibrator continued for another half hour, it might short-circuit from being sprayed with so much fluid.
"That's good... I was just afraid you wouldn't like it. After all... I don't know anything." She looked somewhat relieved
, reached for two tissues, and wiped herself down there.
But there was so much love fluid that the two tissues turned into pulp balls, so she had to discard them and grab two more.
Zhao Tao thought to himself, this is probably one that can spray water too. Next time, I must try it. If it can spray,
I'll have to find a way to make her compete with Yang Nan in the future, to see who sprays more and who sprays farther.
Just thinking about that scene made him tremble with excitement.
These girls value love so much, it's really great...
(249)
After resting in Zhao Tao's arms for half an hour, Zhang Xingyu dragged her tired limbs off the bed, roused herself, and
carefully tidied herself up.
Before leaving, she asked expectantly, "Yang Nan... is she really not coming back this weekend?"
"I don't think so. But she might suddenly come back to get something. What's wrong? Afraid
she'll catch you cheating?"
Zhang Xingyu's face immediately darkened after hearing this joke. Zhao Tao knew he'd touched a sore spot, so
he quickly leaned over and kissed her, saying softly, "I was just kidding, sorry, don't take it to heart. If she really does
catch us, I'll tell her I like you. She'll either put up with it or get lost."
"Really?" Zhang Xingyu's eyes lit up, looking eager to create a scene
. "You... you're willing to do that?"
Zhao Tao smiled and said, "I can't stand seeing girls fighting over someone. If she doesn't agree that I like you, then
I won't like her anymore. It's the same for everyone, including Xiao Bei."
The meaning was obvious; he didn't need to elaborate further. Zhang Xingyu lowered her head sadly and whispered, "I
know, including me. I... I'll try not to care about them."
“Xingyu, actually Yang Nan is incredibly obedient to me. I could even make her lick my asshole and she'd
do it without question.” He hugged her, whispering in her ear, preparing for the worst. “If I just tell her one thing, she'll never
dare tell anyone about our relationship. Don’t you want to be able to
come whenever you want without having to hide it from her?”
“Yang Nan… she’s actually quite petty. What if I offend her someday? She’ll definitely use that to blackmail me.”
Zhang Xingyu frowned and shook her head. “I don’t want her to have any leverage over me. She… she might even have some perverted
thoughts about me.”
Zhao Tao hadn’t expected this girl to be so perceptive. He could only laugh and say, “You’re so averse to it? I was
saying if you were willing to give her a little taste of sweetness, we could both be happy here without you worrying about this
and that.”
“But I don’t like girls.” She shook her head, rubbing her arms. “Two girls doing that kind of thing…
it just sounds weird, doesn’t it?”
"Don't you and your best friend ever hold hands or hug each other?" In Zhao Tao's understanding,
girls say that a major sign of a good relationship is physical contact. When taking photos, two girls can easily strike
poses that would make guys suspect their sexual orientation.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyu forced a slightly strained smile. "I don't have any close girlfriends. I... I
used to be very withdrawn. Zhao Tao, if I hadn't met you, I... I might never have known
what it felt like to love someone. Besides you, I don't want any close contact with anyone else. I only want you. Really. I love you."
Sensing her emphasis on the last three words, Zhao Tao immediately lost interest in continuing the conversation and
said softly, "Okay, okay, I understand. Be careful then. Anyway, I don't have any other plans for the weekend.
Come over when you miss me."
Zhang Xingyu blinked, her slender fingers twisting the mask straps together. "I miss you now
."
"Then why don't you not go back?" he immediately laughed. "I feel sorry for you having to walk back in pain down there, why don't you
just sleep here?"
"No, I can't find an excuse with my roommates..." She sighed, put her hat on, and pulled the brim
down to cover all her hair that was tied up.
"Xingyu, aren't you a little too concerned about what others think of you?" Zhao Tao couldn't understand and asked疑惑地
问道, "It feels like you live in the eyes of others. Look at me, so many people talk badly about me behind my back, look down on me
, isolate me, but I'm still happy, aren't I?"
"I...I can't do it." Zhang Xingyu shook her head in fear, "I don't know how you do it."
Just thinking about the days when people talked about me behind my back, ignored me, and pretended not to see me,
makes me... I just want to die. Back then, I felt like I was trapped in a small box,
surrounded by no light, no air, unable to see anything, and unable to breathe. My teachers didn't understand me,
my parents didn't understand me, everyone blamed me, complained that I wasn't strong enough, why wasn't I strong enough.”
She trembled, her back arching. “But I just wasn't strong enough… I couldn't bear that kind of bullying,
could I? I never want to experience that again, not even for a day…”
“Okay, okay, I understand.” Zhao Tao quickly hugged her, gently stroking her, and said softly, “I'll keep it a
secret for you, I absolutely won't let anyone else know about us.”
“Mm,” probably knowing that even if Zhao Tao had to keep only one girlfriend, that person
wouldn't be her for the time being, she calmed her breathing, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him goodbye. “Then I'm leaving, tomorrow…
I'll contact you again.”
“Okay, contact me again.” Actually, Zhao Tao
wasn't too worried about the opportunity. Zhang Xingyu's desires were so heavily influenced by love that
the pleasure she could experience would probably make Yang Nan envious. Especially when they orgasmed together at the moment of his ejaculation, it
was as if she could extract ultimate pleasure from every muscle, tendon, and joint in her body, almost like
her brain was directly attacked by drugs.
It was only at that level of orgasm that she needed to catch her breath. As for external clitoral orgasms,
she could eat them one after another like cookies. This good appetite would probably make Yang Nan even more envious.
So he was very confident that Zhang Xingyu was completely inseparable from him.
With this get-out-of-jail-free card in his hand, he didn't believe he couldn't drag her into Yang Nan's bed.
At this point, it was no longer just a simple matter of his promise to Yang Nan. He clearly realized
that if he didn't bring Yang Nan into the ranks of those who had won over Zhang Xingyu, it meant that he would have to deal with both Yang Nan
and Zhang Xingyu, two young women with bottomless desires, all by himself. Just thinking about it made his dick ache.
Where would he find the time to...? Why waste energy beating Yu Tianqiu, whipping Jin Lin, and lashing Meng Xiaohan?
Locking them up and not getting them is a waste!
Outrageous!
Lying in bed, Zhao Tao carefully considered the situation for a while. From beginning to end, Zhang Xingyu's greatest skill
was actually playing the victim to evoke his sympathy. If she hadn't spoken carelessly and misjudged the situation,
he might have actually been somewhat moved.
Looking at it this way, there might be some exaggeration in her statement. Otherwise, if she were really so afraid of Yang Nan finding out, she
shouldn't have come tonight.
Therefore, speaking of... It's still a matter of limits. As long as it's done within Zhang Xingyu's tolerance, like letting
Yang Nan catch them in the act, but as long as everyone's having fun together, and we don't follow the planned revenge or anything like that
, it should take some time for her to calm down. As for the future... well, once a woman's bottom line is crossed, it's much easier for her to take advantage 　　. Making those two little whales compete in squirting shouldn't be a problem
this semester . 　　Hmm... if she risks coming over tomorrow, let's see how powerful her squirting is. 　　Hehe. 　　(250) 　　Zhao Tao miscalculated again. 　　He got up in the morning, went downstairs for a quick bite, and happily returned to his room, setting up all sorts of tools, calculating which one to stimulate 　　the clitoris and which one to stimulate the G-spot. He even watched the instructional videos over and over again, confident that he could make Yang Nan ejaculate within five minutes 　　. 　　But Zhang Xingyu didn't come until noon, and didn't even send a text message. 　　What's going on? Why not learn from Meng Xiaohan and deliberately disappear to keep people in suspense? 　　Zhao Tao waited until 11:30, feeling restless and impatient. Just as he was about to go downstairs to have lunch and decide whether to tie Zhang Xingyu 　　up and prevent her from having an orgasm or to spank her, her phone finally rang. 　　"Why did you call directly? Aren't you afraid someone will hear?" he asked irritably. 　　"I'm in the city. You... come with me for a walk? It's getting warmer, and I see you don't have any spare 　　clothes. I want to buy you a couple." She said slowly and softly, "I came to the new district, and I had to change 　　buses twice. Few people from our school come here, so... we shouldn't be seen. " “ 　　I don’t need any more clothes.” He wasn’t really keen on going; firstly, it was a long way, and secondly, he didn’t like going out 　　. Such a beautiful spring day should be spent at home enjoying the spring breeze. 　　“Then… then how about you accompany me for a stroll?” she pleaded in a low voice. “I finally found 　　a place on campus where not many people come. I want to 　　stroll around with you openly, like a normal couple. Please.” 　　“Okay, okay.” His heart softened, and he reluctantly cancelled his various 　　plans for intimate moments. “Send me the address via text message, I’ll take a taxi, I’ll be there in a bit.” 　　“Okay, I’ll wait for you.” Her voice radiated undisguised joy. 　　He lazily opened his wardrobe, 　　grabbed a couple of pieces, and put them on. He then realized what Zhang Xingyu had been up to last night, peeking into the wardrobe before leaving . Oh well, 　　it's good to 　　have someone help him pick things out. He hadn't bought any new clothes since coming to university. Yang 　　Nan, that little brat, was always thinking about taking off her clothes; he couldn't count on her. 　　With his wallet and bank cards tucked away, Zhao Tao hailed a taxi at the university gate and headed straight for the address he'd received in the text message. 　　It was a new urban area, full of office buildings and shopping malls, but few people had moved there yet; it wasn't nearly as bustling 　　as the old city where their university was located. 　　After getting out of the taxi, Zhao Tao looked across the street and walked onto the pedestrian overpass. Just as he was considering whether to make a phone call, 　　he saw Zhang Xingyu leaning against the railing, watching the passing cars, clearly waiting for him. 　　"You're here." He had only taken two steps closer when Zhang Xingyu, as if by telepathy, sensed him, turned around, and 　　ran towards him with a bright smile. 　　Even the hardest-hearted boy would be moved to tears when he saw a beautiful girl approaching with such a joyful smile.

There was no anger left. Besides, Zhao Tao wasn't as hard-hearted as the second brother.
He smiled and went to meet her, extending his arm for her to take, saying, "You invited me, how could I not come? Come on,
the whole afternoon is yours."
"You have things to do when you get back tonight?" Zhang Xingyu pressed most of her body against him, her soft breasts bulging
and pushing against his upper arm, releasing an astonishing passion in a place where she didn't have to worry about being seen
.
"No, but I can't not go back. Otherwise, where would I stay?" He replied casually, thinking that it
would be good to rest a bit tonight, so he could coax her over during the day to conserve his energy for a good battle.
He refused to believe that his battle-hardened gun couldn't make her climax before he ejaculated.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyu lowered her head shyly and said softly, "Yang Nan isn't here, so... I'll stay out for a couple of days."
"Huh?" Zhao Tao was taken aback. "Outside? Where?"
She took a key out of her bag and waved it in front of him, her watery eyes
almost overflowing with a moist, alluring charm. "I... I found a small hotel nearby and booked a room. I told my roommate that my parents
have an emergency and need to go home for two days. Would you... be willing to stay out with me?"
Huh? Now, his plan to catch her cheating was going to be ruined!
"That's too expensive. I don't have any spare rooms." He scratched his head and said tentatively.
"It's not expensive. I found one of those small hotels in the outskirts of town. It's very cheap. There's hot water, and you can take a shower."
She said slowly, her face flushed.
"Okay." Feeling he'd give himself away if he resisted any longer, Zhao Tao grinned and gave her bottom a playful pat.
"Then I'll stay with you for two days."
He'd initially thought Zhang Xingyu's intentions weren't so much to the shopping mall, but that she was just trying to get him to a safe place for a tryst. However, once
they were in the mall, he realized she was genuinely trying to pick out clothes for him, going from store to store, comparing each item . Finally
, she found something suitable, but the price was too high, leaving her quite disappointed for a while.
"Xingyu, if we suddenly buy two new outfits, won't Yang Nan be suspicious?" He had no
interest in the mall; after an hour, he was already feeling miserable.
"Just say you saw some nice things and bought them." Zhang Xingyu seemed to know Yang Nan quite well,
casually saying, "Yang Nan is such a carefree girl; she hasn't offered to help you choose new clothes in so long, she probably doesn't care about
this."
"But shopping is so boring." Zhao Tao deliberately yawned, then, seeing no one around, reached
down and pinched her bottom again.
Having completely unleashed her love, Zhang Xingyu seemed completely at his mercy, making him want to do
something bold.
Zhang Xingyu shrank back, her voice unusually coquettish as she said, "Just accompany me shopping, okay? Last time we went to the county, you
and Jin Lin shopped for so long."
"That was a mission, it almost drove me crazy."
"Just accompany me, okay? This mall isn't big, we'll go to the hotel after we're done." She seemed to have thrown caution to the wind,
ignoring the shop assistants nearby, and her face flushed red as she finished speaking.
"Well…" Zhao Tao rolled his eyes, pulled her close to his ear, whispered something, and then
said with a grin, "Look, this way I'll be calm and not annoyed, and I can accompany you until dinner tonight. How about that?"
Zhang Xingyu lowered her head and thought for a moment, then turned and smiled as she asked the waiter, "Excuse me, where is the restroom
?"
This time, Zhao Tao was taken aback.
It wasn't that he hadn't expected her to agree, but rather that she had agreed so readily.
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Entering the restroom, Zhao Tao checked each stall door to make sure no one was inside. Perhaps
because it was a newly built shopping mall, the enclosed stalls were fairly clean, with no large gaps under the doors, and red and green boxes on the doorknobs indicating whether anyone was inside—
a very good environment.
But just as he was about to call Zhang Xingyu in, a middle-aged man, cigarette dangling from his lips, swaggered in and
squatted down in one of the stalls. "
Damn it," Zhao Tao cursed inwardly, and could only shake his head at Zhang Xingyu as he left.
Zhang Xingyu pursed her lips and went into the adjacent women's restroom.
After a while, she poked her head out and waved to him.
Having never used a women's restroom before, Zhao Tao was a little nervous. Once inside, he couldn't help but look around
.
It was alright; nothing too special, except there were no urinals.
Zhang Xingyu became even more nervous, but her actions remained relatively calm. She went straight to the innermost part of the room, opened the door, and
whispered, "Hurry up, come in."
The two of them slipped inside one after the other. Zhang Xingyu closed the door, turned off the doorknob, and looked around. Her breathing
was already a little rapid. "This is it? Is it okay?"
"Okay." Feeling that this place was even more exciting than a KTV room, Zhao Tao's penis
was already half-erect as soon as he took off his pants.
Zhang Xingyu took out two napkins from her bag, spread them on the ground, and then looked up at him with
an expression like a submissive girl expecting a reward. She slowly knelt down, cupped his penis in her hands, and gently rubbed it against her soft cheek
, murmuring in a dreamlike voice, "Zhao Tao, I love you so much."
"I know," he stroked her earlobe and held the hair behind her head, "You're proving it to me, aren't you?"
"Mmm." She closed her eyes, as if wanting to feel the temperature of his penis with her face. After rubbing it back and forth a few
times, she turned her head slightly, opened her mouth from the side, and clamped the already engorged penis between her fingers like playing a harmonica.
Her tongue supported the lower vein, and Zhang Xingyu sucked from the middle to the glans in one breath. She obviously didn't know much about oral sex
techniques, just blindly copying the little bit she had seen on his computer. Although she licked very earnestly and sucked
very hard, the rosy lips and the groove of the glans scraped together, making small saliva sounds. Zhao Tao, who deliberately held back,
didn't get much real pleasure.
He was completely satisfied, both mentally and physically.
It was a shame the toilets in the mall weren't flush; otherwise, he could have sat down and enjoyed himself.
"Come on, baby, stop staring at my cock, lift your eyes and look at me." He lowered his head, completely content.
He stroked Zhang Xingyu's cheek, enjoying the pleasure of the neighboring class beauty kneeling before him, looking up at him and trying to please him with her lips and tongue
.
Having found complete psychological satisfaction, he forcefully pulled Zhang Xingyu up, turned her around so
she faced the door, and lifted her plaid skirt.
"Hey... Zhao Tao, didn't... didn't you say it was just... just a kiss?" She was a little flustered, clutching
her leggings and turning her head to ask.
"Don't you want to?" His hand slipped inside her shirt, greedily playing with her already erect nipples. "Just a
kiss won't make you feel good, isn't that too unfair?"
"But... but I'm afraid... if it feels too good, I won't be able to resist." She hesitated, letting go of his hand,
and her leggings and underwear were instantly rolled down, revealing her fresh, soft, round, perky buttocks.
"Just bear with it a little longer, it'll feel even better if you can hold it in." He bent down, parted her buttocks, and glanced at her. He noticed
that her smooth opening was already overflowing with sticky fluid. With a press of his finger, he easily squeezed it into the contracting cavity
.
If he weren't worried about getting his clothes wet, he really wanted to see what it would be like for her to squirt right there.
"Ugh..." The moment he thrust into her from behind, Zhang Xingyu's small hands clenched tightly, and
a weak moan escaped her throat.
He smiled and secured his waist, then began to thrust forcefully.
He would have plenty of time to experiment with his plan to make her orgasm first that night. This time, he planned to ejaculate on his own to
see if she would still want to join him.
It was really simple. He just needed to reverse the techniques that made women orgasm: don't touch her erogenous
zones, don't stimulate her clitoris, don't vary the depth of penetration, keep the rhythm consistent, and then, just clench your buttocks and use
the skills you use when masturbating to ejaculate as quickly as possible.
Unexpectedly, after a few dozen thrusts, Zhang Xingyu bit her hand, stood on tiptoe,
and swayed her taut buttocks, seemingly enjoying it.
If she could climax like this, could he bring her to orgasm just by kissing her?
Before he could even ponder this question, Zhao Tao, desperate to ejaculate, felt a tingling sensation
in his lower back, a surge of pleasure rushing to his urethra. It was too late to hold back, so he thrust forward forcefully, ejaculating while holding her buttocks.
Sure enough, as if a switch in his brain was plugged into his vas deferens, the moment the ejaculation began
, the head of his penis twitched, and Zhang Xingyu choked out a sob, weakly bending over
, her flesh convulsing noticeably as she reached an undeniably real orgasm.
As he panted, savoring the afterglow, he wondered curiously if, later, when he kept
having sex with other girls and only ejaculated inside Zhang Xingyu, she would also climax? Was it
an allergic reaction to semen in his vaginal walls?
He pulled out, leaned back against the wall, and lazily didn't want to move. Zhang Xingyu hurriedly took out a tissue, glanced at
him, cleaned his penis with her mouth first, then dried it with the tissue, before helping him pull up his pants. Then she
wiped herself, put a stack of tissues in her underwear, straightened her clothes, hurriedly took out a small mirror to look at herself
, combed her hair, and said nervously, "Okay, I'll go out and check. If no one's there, I'll come back and call you."
Thinking about having to measure land in the mall later, Zhao Tao was a little listless and just nodded.
Zhang Xingyu hurriedly went out, and he closed the door and waited patiently.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, there was no sound outside.
What's going on? Did Zhang Xingyu run away? Was she leaving him here to call security to catch the pervert as revenge?
He was a little uneasy, but without a signal, he didn't dare to force his way out. Just as Zhao Tao
was about to take out his phone to call Zhang Xingyu, he heard Zhang Xingyu's
voice, which sounded deliberately raised, coming from outside, "Oh, it's your relative. Can you give me a discount when I go shopping for clothes?"
Zhao Tao was still wondering when he heard another incredibly familiar voice.
"She's just a saleswoman, how can she give discounts? Her clothes are ridiculously expensive, I would 　　n't even give her a discount to help with business
. 　　" 　　Why is Yu Tianqiu
shopping here too?
Is this city really that small?
**********
... 　　He could no longer restrain himself. He embraced her tightly, tearing off her cumbersome bathrobe while passionately kissing every 　　part of her body he could reach. 　　It was her first time, after all. Although the alcohol had fueled her passion, and she had mentally prepared herself 　　, when the bathrobe was ripped from behind, her completely naked, snow-white body still involuntarily shrank back in tension 　　and shyness, 　　like a mimosa plant just touched. 　　His theoretical knowledge was vast, but the moment his lips tasted the parts of her body usually covered by clothing, 　　all reason vanished. 　　Especially her breasts—round, full, unlike any virtual illusion, unlike even 　　the senses perceived from a voyeuristic perspective—the moment they were held firmly in his hands and taken into his mouth, the heat surging in his lower abdomen 　　felt like it was about to burst through his veins. 　　He sucked and licked passionately, his body instinctively moving between her legs, rubbing 　　against her still slightly damp skin. 　　"Mmm...mmm..." she hummed softly, her white toes slowly bringing together. The tingling sensation in her chest was 　　both strange and novel to her. Her fully mature body was slowly entering a new 　　world during his first exploration. 　　A warm sensation flowed through her lower abdomen, and she closed her eyes in shame, her whole body burning, at a loss. His 　　hands seemed to carry fire, quickly igniting wherever they touched, turning her willpower to ashes and extinguishing her reason. 　　After almost traversing her smooth, naked body, his hand finally dared to explore her mysterious garden. 　　As his fingertips parted the not-so-thick pubic hair, she let out a shy moan, buried her face in his shoulder.

"Be patient, be patient, leave her with the most beautiful memory of your first night..." He repeatedly reminded himself, his fingers
struggling to control the urge to penetrate, gently circling her warm, moist vaginal opening once, twice, three times.
He tried to open her up, little by little, until she could accept him, but each time the shy, tender flesh
relaxed with his fingertips, it would quickly close again with her next breath, leaving only a few drops of nectar squeezed out
.
The tingling sensation gradually awakened her. She mustered her courage, gathering
the courage that had almost been overwhelmed by shyness, and reached out her small hand to stroke his strong shoulders and back. His muscles were taut and hard; touching them
felt like touching a piece of iron covered in leather.
Could her softness really accommodate such a hardness?
She felt a pang of panic, but there was no turning back now. She could only muster her courage,
lift her head in his arms, and clumsily try to kiss him, using her soft lips and delicate tongue to tell
him of her love.
As her small tongue licked her earlobe, she heard his pleasurable breaths.
Happy and slightly relieved, she licked and sucked at the spot she had discovered, like a playful kitten.
A wonderful tingling sensation emanated from behind her ear, and his remaining willpower finally crumbled. He turned his head,
kissed her lips, and sucked her tongue away forcefully. His already hard erection
pressed against her lower abdomen as he moved closer.
"Ready? I... can't hold back..." He held her buttocks, his fingers almost sinking into her soft
mound of flesh. The curves there hadn't been significantly eroded by sitting in the office; they still possessed a full, elasticity that
exuded feminine allure.
She didn't reply, seemingly unsure how to begin, but her groping hands gently grasped the
thick base of his penis, awkwardly stroking it a couple of times.
There couldn't be a better signal.
Before his last shred of reason crumbled, he flipped over, grabbed the condom, tore it open, and in the dim light
, carefully checked the diagram, confirming the correct orientation. He gently placed it over his already swollen glans,
smoothing the thin adhesive layer tightly around it.
Kneeling down, he gently parted her legs, aimed his penis at her clitoris, and, gazing into her bright
eyes, tentatively pushed in.
"Mmm..." The pressure made her groan nervously, but she immediately realized the anticipated union hadn't arrived yet
. His slippery penis, made slippery by the condom, slid up her mons pubis, pressing against her
sensitive clitoris.
"What's wrong, Brother Pu?" She looked down, confused, and asked worriedly, "Am I too nervous?"
"No, I just didn't find the right spot." He wiped the sweat from his forehead, realizing that extensive theoretical knowledge
couldn't prevent the tragedy of empty talk. He bent down, used his fingers to confirm the location of that delicate indentation,
then spread her legs wider and tried to enter again.
"Uh!" A slight throbbing pain made her instinctively shrink her buttocks, and her penis, which had just found its direction,
slid back to the cleft of her buttocks.
"Let's put something under it." Nervousness spread quickly, making him feel that if he failed again, he might soften
, or even give up and end this wonderful night.
"Okay." She also noticed this and quickly grabbed a pillow from the side, raising her waist and placing it
under her buttocks. "Like this... let's try again."
"Relax a little. Otherwise, it's too tight, and I'm afraid it will hurt you a lot." He said softly, aiming again and
thrusting in.
A suffocating, foreign sensation instantly filled her mind. She gasped, her hands instinctively reaching out to
grab something, but fearing he would slip out again, she gripped the sheets, trying to keep her open, hoping
this time it would go smoothly.
His member had already penetrated a bit; he breathed heavily with pleasure. The sensation of being enveloped, so different from fingers, and the complete
sense of belonging, left his mind blank. He used all his strength to avoid thrusting all the way in, instead leaning down
to gently embrace her, kissing her trembling lips.
A long pain is never as good as a short one.
He paused for a few seconds, then wrapped his arms around her slender shoulders, using them as leverage, and
thrust in forcefully. "Hiss—!" Her small hands, which had just reached his back, immediately
lashed out uncontrollably with a sharp groan, sharing a small portion of the tearing pain with his back.
It seemed that every stage of a woman's life, the joy, was accompanied by an unforgettable, profound pain.
She opened her eyes wide, trying to maintain a composed expression. Despite her tear-filled eyes, she still wanted him to see and
understand her pleasure.
"I'm sorry... does it hurt?" He braced himself on the bed, kissing her small nipples somewhat frantically,
trying to arouse her desire and lessen the pain of deflowering.
But he didn't know that love was the best anesthetic, making a woman willingly endure even sharp pain.
She still didn't answer, but tenderly stroked the scratches on his back, biting her red
lips and gently twitching her hips.
Although the throbbing pain from his massive member sliding inside her was intense,
the satisfaction of completely embracing, enveloping, devouring, and sucking him filled her chest warmly. She could feel
her delicate organs tightly joined with his magnificent penis, his hot mucous membranes being teased and rubbed,
sparking bursts of passion.
From that moment on, he was hers, and she was his.
She endured the pain and continued to writhe, hoping to feel his fullness inside her more deeply, as if experiencing
the completion of a mystical ritual. But she didn't know how 　　terrifyingly arousing
such writhing was to a virgin who had just tasted the wonders of the female body. 　　Unable to endure even a second longer, he lowered his head and arched his back, sucking on her engorged, erect nipple, biting 　　at the tiny bumps, thrusting wildly. 　　All notions of depth, slow and rapid thrusts, or rotating and grinding were long forgotten.

He wanted to attack, attack, relentlessly assaulting the soft palace at the end of the passage, letting his spear proudly
conquer every fold, making her inner walls tremble with his virility.
Love transformed into pleasure in the intense, unrestrained intercourse, nourishing her sweet heart.
As she felt his movements growing more intense, the foreign object inside her growing larger, countless streams of heat seemingly
gathering, her female instincts subtly reminded her that this joy was reaching its peak.
She smiled through her tears, embracing him tightly, arching her back, and
whispering in his ear with a tearful, joyful voice, "Brother Pu... I love you..."
With this heavenly sound, the thick seed gushed out from the thin condom...

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