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The internet has been very unstable at night lately, so I'm updating earlier to be safe.
The other day, my ladder was pulled out... I almost couldn't climb back up.
Thanks to Brother Jiangdong for generously sharing his ladder leg; I managed to climb a bit...
I always have this feeling that I might have to say goodbye to everyone someday.
Sigh...
Oh, right, Zhang Xingyu's loss of virginity might be a little different from what you expected.
Please be prepared for some disappointment.
Being lustful only towards one person is actually a kind of love...
but young boys don't understand this.
Also, regarding the description of Teacher Yu, it was done intentionally.
To fit the perspective of Zhao Tao.
He hates that teacher, and possessing her body is for his own amusement. As a virginity fetishist, he
doesn't see many good points in Teacher Yu; her flaws are magnified.
Moreover, a woman in her thirties with a child, nearing the end of her sexuality, is a reality that shatters the dreams of mature women fetishists...
Childbirth has a devastating impact on the allure of a woman's naked body.
So we should be grateful for motherhood...
I feel like I'm getting off-topic, so I'll stop here
. See you all next week.
If the ladder is still up.
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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... 　　Yang Nan rubbed the medicated oil on his face while muttering complaints, "How could you be so careless? You 　　told me you fell when I asked you earlier." 　　"I hadn't even said anything and you'd already taken your pants off. I was so busy spreading your big white butt that I didn't have time to tell the truth 　　. It's only been less than two days since we last met, look how horny you are." He reached over and nudged her clitoris, 　　laughing at the sticky little patch on it. 　　"I..." she glared, her voice quickly dropping, "I thought you'd stayed an extra night, 　　so you must have gotten your hands on her. Of course I'd be jealous! Who knew you'd only get to sleep with Zhang Xingyu, and then Jin Lin 　　bit you. Let me see, did she bite off any flesh?" 　　Zhao Tao opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue. 　　She looked left and right, and seeing that nothing was wrong, she breathed a sigh of relief, opened her small mouth and sucked on his tongue 　　for a moment, then sat back on the bed. "That little slut, so ruthless. She even came into the room with you, and she bites after a kiss. 　　Once you really win her over, you'll definitely get your revenge." 　　He considered for a moment, lay down on the bed, and said pessimistically, "It's not easy. I'm pretty sure I have Zhang Xingyu 　　, I just need to figure out how to get you a taste of her soup. But Jin Lin, well, she doesn't seem to really like her boyfriend. I originally 　　thought she liked me quite a bit, but... when I actually made a move on her, I hit a wall. I'm a bit confused too." 　　"Could it be a game of playing hard to get?" Yang Nan lay down beside him, her long, white legs possessively 　　wrapped around his waist, the bottom of her tight thighs gently rubbing against his soft penis, clearly wanting to help 　　him catch his breath. "Let me tell you, pretty girls all like to play this game. They think if they give themselves to 　　you too easily, they're worthless in your eyes. Look at Zhang Xingyu, she's already at the point where you get wet just from one kiss, but she's 　　still stubbornly keeping her legs closed and dragging it out until now. She's just like me, a complete idiot, she's practically ready to crawl onto your bed and stick 　　her ass out." 　　Zhao Tao laughed and pinched her firm buttocks. "You're not without your own..." "She bent over and stuck out." 　　Yang Nan rolled her eyes at him, then smiled, lowered her hand to her thigh and grasped his penis, her face 　　full of allure. "If you like it, you like it. There's no point in denying it. When you put it in me, I felt like it 　　was going to explode inside, several times more exciting than when I was touching Xiao Bei. I really wanted to cut it off and keep it all to myself 　　, not giving it to anyone else." 　　Suddenly, a scene from Nagisa Oshima's banned film "In the Realm of the Senses" flashed through Zhao Tao's mind. He thought for a moment and 　　realized that it seemed to be on this computer. He frowned at her, pinched her swollen nipple, and said, "I said, 　　what movie did you find on my computer this time?" 　　"Yeah, I get bored at home by myself, so I just watch movies." Her slender fingers entwined around his penis 　　, kneading it skillfully. "Watching porn all the time is boring, especially since you're not home. I prefer movies with a plot. 　　By the way, who were you trying to disgust by downloading that 'Mermaid in the Sewer' thing? It almost made me 　　throw up my leftover noodles." 　　"I just downloaded whatever was available, I didn't sort them carefully." 　　"And that 'Irreversible,' the camera work was giving me a headache." She casually started talking about movies, her fingers 　　feeling his penis starting to get erect. Her eyes lit up, and she groped around his scrotum, 　　sliding her fingers over his perineum and gently rubbing his anus. 　　"Mmm..." Zhao Tao groaned comfortably, laughing and cursing, "Damn it, what did you learn from those movies again?" 　　"Learning to be horny with you," she chuckled, her snow-white body writhing against him like a snake, her soft yet 　　firm nipples pressing against his naked body, slowly circling. "Boys all like new things. Zhang Xingyu and Jin Lin are 　　prettier than me. If I don't please you, you'll definitely get bored later." 　　She put her finger in her mouth, her lips smeared with saliva, then moved it back to his anus, her fingertip 　　piercing his rectum. 　　"Ugh..." The novel stimulation instantly sent shivers down Zhao Tao's spine. 　　He'd been playful before, letting Yu Bei lick his backside, but a girl's tongue, ultimately, couldn't...

He'd just inserted too much, purely for the initial tingling and itching at the entrance, but unexpectedly, Yang Nan had become self-taught in this area
.
He hurriedly sifted through the adult films and animations saved on his computer, and combining that with Yang Nan's fetishes, he immediately found
the answer, panting, "You slut, did you fucking read the Dark Bible too?"
Yang Nan licked her lips, chuckled twice, licking his nipples down, grasping his half-erect
penis and taking it into her mouth, her slender fingers stirring inside his anus while her soft lips tightened around his cock, making a squelching sound
as she stroked it.
This time, Zhao Tao really ejaculated until even his testicles were numb.
Yang Nan raised her hand to wipe the bit of semen that had leaked from the corner of her mouth back and licked it clean. With a flirtatious smile, she said, "That cartoon
is pretty good. I'm so envious. The teacher in it has a great figure, is beautiful, and... can
grow a big dick from down there. She can be fucked by men or fuck women whenever she wants. If our school had that book, I'd
risk my life to get it."
"I'd rather you watch more of the Night Shift Ward."
Yang Nan rolled her eyes. "What, do you want me to eat shit to prove I love you?"
Damn, she really had watched it.
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Zhang Xingyu, this piece of fat meat, was already cooked until tender. She even climbed onto the plate and sprinkled the seasonings herself, just waiting for Zhao Tao to take
the first bite.
But Zhao Tao couldn't muster any interest for a while.
One reason was that Yang Nan had learned so many tricks lately and was serving him extra hard
. He didn't know where she had found out, but she had even mastered the brothel tricks of sucking ice cubes, hot water, and popping candy.
Day after day, he couldn't even squeeze out enough water to feed Yu Tianqiu, and every night he was so comfortable he didn't want to get out of bed.
Another reason was his male instincts kicking in; pushing things too hard wasn't a good deal. Zhang Xingyu could get all horny on the phone,
and Yu Tianqiu's anus and mouth had been played with, so his attention naturally shifted to Jin Lin and Meng Xiaohan. He was very
curious about how far these two could endure their feelings.
He thought about it and decided to temporarily focus on his own pursuits, taking advantage of Yang Nan's recent enthusiasm and excellent skills to keep
these women on their toes.
In class, he no longer fawned over Yu Tianqiu, nor did he run errands to get hot water. He still
sat far away in the last row as before, but instead of following Yang Nan, he found a corner to sit quietly, reading and listening to the lecture. Occasionally,
he would run into Jin Lin at school, but he would treat her like air, ignoring her completely and walking right past her
.
Zhang Xingyu contacted him several times via text message, trying to find an opportunity to be alone with him, but he deliberately
made excuses to avoid it each time, refusing to give her a chance to make advances.
The only one who gave him absolutely no chance was Meng Xiaohan.
Just like when she always seemed to be around him in various situations, she
completely vanished from Zhao Tao's life after returning from that weekend trip, not even a shadow of her could be seen.
Although they were in different colleges, one on the main campus and the other on an independent campus, and didn't have many opportunities to meet, they shared the same teaching
building, had roughly the same teachers, and only one cafeteria. She managed to avoid him perfectly,
and for over a month afterward, not a single chance encounter occurred.
Zhao Tao even couldn't resist secretly following Yu Tianqiu to the classroom where Meng Xiaohan was
scheduled to have her next class, intending to bump into her at the stairwell. However, Meng Xiaohan was already sitting in the first row, gazing out the window,
and didn't turn around once until the classroom closed.
A little worried that he would end up being the one kept in suspense, Zhao Tao gritted his teeth, suppressed his displeasure, and
stopped thinking about it. The Qingming Festival
has passed in the blink of an eye. The sun is gradually warming, the branches are turning green, and the girls on campus are finally
shedding their thick winter coats, beginning to show off their beautiful figures that have been covered up all winter.
Spring is also the season of ruts, and as the girls' outfits become more and more attractive, the boys' testosterone levels
are slowly rising.
According to rumors Yang Nan heard in the department, Jin Lin's boyfriend has finally become
dissatisfied with their slow-moving relationship, and has been seen arguing with Jin Lin three times in the cafeteria in just one week.
It's been almost half a year since they officially started dating, and in the relatively open atmosphere of
the independent college, the gossip in the girls' dormitory isn't very favorable for Jin Lin.
Those girls who love to gossip about girls being cheap and frivolous when they go out to rent apartments with their boyfriends are now
unanimously saying in private that Jin Lin is putting on airs, deliberately keeping her boyfriend hanging,
and hogging the spotlight.
Having only scratched the surface of Yang Nan's social circle in class, without any real engagement, Yang Nan still felt nauseous and got
goosebumps all over. She had to beg Zhao Tao to lick her back before she felt better.
Ironically, these same girls, regarding Zhang Xingyu's continued indifference to any boy's advances
, all expressed a high degree of consensus, speculating that something might be wrong with her. "Could she have been raped
and have psychological trauma?" they wondered. "Look at so-and-so and so-and-so, they're so good-looking, how come she won't even
agree to a single date?" "Is she a lesbian?"
"Don't you think they're shameless?" Yang Nan said angrily, twisting her waist and using her anus to tease Zhao
Tao's erect penis. "So, if a girl is pretty, going out with her boyfriend is considered promiscuous and slutty
; not sleeping with her boyfriend is considered pretentious and a waste of space; not being pursued by guys or dating means she's
sick, traumatized, or a lesbian? If she thinks they're good enough and doesn't agree, then why don't you all
lie in bed and beg for sex yourselves? Why are you nagging others? No wonder Mo Xiaoan hasn't been coming back to the dorm lately. These stupid women
deserve to be unwanted."
Knowing that women on their period are irritable, Zhao Tao didn't respond, focusing on
playing with her swaying breasts against the headboard.
Lately, Yang Nan had been mentioning those two campus beauties more and more often, to an abnormal degree, and her
enthusiasm for making him happy in bed had also decreased slightly.
He felt that this little slut couldn't hold back anymore.
Finally, on the night before Yang Nan's period was supposed to end in two or three days, she was in the toilet washing the discharge from her anus.
While talking to Zhao Tao, who was sitting on the toilet next to her, she said, "I need to talk to you about something."
"Go ahead."
"I... I'm going back to the dorm for a few days."
"What's wrong?" "
Some classmates asked me to go back and help teach them computers. You know, there are a bunch of computer illiterate people in our department. Some of them
couldn't even use a mouse properly during the final exams last semester. The proficiency test is coming up soon, so they're all getting anxious."
Zhao Tao lifted his leg and rubbed her breasts with the back of his foot, laughing, "When did you become so kind?
Are there any girls in your class you get along with?"
"Of course I do. At least we get along on the surface. It won't hurt me to say bad things behind my back. Besides
... if we stopped talking about each other behind our backs, the girls' dorm would have fallen apart long ago." She picked up Zhao Tao's foot and
licked his big toe with a smile, "What, you don't want me to leave? Absence makes the heart grow fonder. If you keep fucking me like this,
you'll lose interest. Xiao Bei is coming over for May Day to help you recover."
"Pah!" he laughed and cursed, bending down to slap her round bottom. "You're just
getting impatient because you see me constantly making excuses to avoid Zhang Xingyu's advances, aren't you? Do you think I've had my fun with you, so
you're not interested in finding someone else?"
Yang Nan's eyes darted around, and she grinned, "Then why have you been ignoring her?"
"Good things come to those who wait. If I don't make her submit, how can I accept this offer
? She has absolutely no interest in homosexuality. Do you expect me to force myself on her?" He snorted
, wiped his bottom, flushed, pulled her head up, and shoved his penis into her mouth, making her lick it clean.
He said slowly, "But it's good that you go back and stay for a few days. If I remember correctly, tomorrow seems to be the last
day of Zhang Xingyu's period. I think she'll find an excuse to flirt with me again."
"So, you'll get yours this time?" Yang Nan asked excitedly, his mouth full of the glans.
"Alright, this time I'll completely devour her." He bent down, calculating in his mind, and said aloud, "
Before Xiao Bei arrives, I promise I'll let you have a taste of this slutty soup."
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As the saying goes, action speaks louder than words. After eating Yang Nan for a month or so, Zhao Tao was getting a little tired of her. Teacher Yu's
eyes had changed recently, and she seemed to still be able to hold her liquor. So the responsibility of changing the taste naturally fell on Zhang Xingyu.
However, he knew in his heart that none of the girls he had recently locked up
were easy to deal with. If he wasn't careful, he might get caught up in their trap.
On Thursday, Yang Nan packed a few clothes and toiletries and went home. That night, he sent Zhang Xingyu a text
message and flirted with her a couple of times.
He wondered if he had made her impatient by delaying all month, because this time her reply was
much colder, sparing with words and unresponsive.
Of course, Zhao Tao wouldn't tolerate her bad behavior. He immediately turned off his phone and went to sleep.
He'd agreed to pretend they'd had a fight for Zhang Xingyu these past few days. So, for Friday's big general education class, he didn't
sit with Yang Nan, but went to a corner at the back.
This semester's large lectures were given by an elderly, visiting professor who could make even the most boring material interesting
, resulting in an unusually high population density in the classroom. He sat in the corner of the last row,
with three rows completely empty in front of him.
Feeling he was being too conspicuous, he prepared to move forward. Just as he stood up with his book, Zhang Xingyu
walked in, chatting and laughing with two girls who seemed to be on good terms with her.
It seemed she'd maintained her diligent exercise routine; her complexion was
much better than when she was just pale and lifeless. Wearing a thin spring outfit, her curves in the front were beyond repair, but her already firm and perky buttocks
were beginning to take shape. This kind of buttocks, which could easily ruin a fairy-like aura, was probably only 　　manageable
for Zhang Xingyu, who still kept her distance from boys . 　　After entering, she casually glanced at the seating arrangement, smiled, pointed to the back row, and 　　walked over with the two girls, sitting in the row of empty seats in front of Zhao Tao. 　　Although she didn't specifically look at him the whole time, he noticed that she 　　glanced at Yang Nan at least four or five times before sitting down. 　　He sneered inwardly, considered his options, shifted his position, and sat directly behind Zhang Xingyu. 　　He was in the last row, alone on either side, so he had no qualms about sitting there. 　　When the bell rang and the teacher started reciting ancient and modern texts, everyone's attention was drawn to him. 　　Zhao Tao quietly kicked off his shoes, pulled his buttocks back, and carefully stretched his toes 　　into the gap between the seat backs in front of him. 　　This little trick of positioning himself in front of and behind was always effective. 　　The moment his thumb touched her buttocks, Zhang Xingyu jolted and turned her head sharply, clearly startled. 　　But when she saw that it was him who had moved his seat, her mouth immediately shut, and she slowly turned back. He suppressed a chuckle, stretched out his leg, and slowly 　　massaged 　　her buttocks, which had indeed become much more bouncy . He thought to himself that this was much gentler than when Yang Nan had been kicking his buttocks while watching him from behind. 　　Zhang Xingyu stood upright, looking at the podium with a serious expression, completely still. 　　He wasn't in a hurry, pressing and poking here and there with his toes, even digging into the cleft of her buttocks. 　　Just as he was enjoying himself, she suddenly lifted her buttocks, actually sitting directly 　　on his toes. 　　He hadn't trained in ballet, and his toes immediately tensed as if his ankle bones were about to break. He quickly tried to lift her buttocks. 　　She didn't actually sit on them properly, and soon lifted them slightly, supporting her weight on her thighs, slightly sticking out 　　her buttocks. She propped her face up with one hand on the table, while the other hand hung down and adjusted her skirt, just covering his feet. 　　Hey... this little girl really dared to enjoy herself? 　　He was a little surprised, wanting to tease her but missing his target, feeling a bit like punching a cotton ball. 　　But her skirt was already up, her buttocks were raised, and his leg was still stretched out; he couldn't just stand 　　there, could he? He had no choice but to continue twisting his toes, wriggling and rubbing against her buttocks like a live worm. 　　In spring, girls' clothes really do shed quickly; under her skirt, there were only leggings, and then it seemed like she was left with only...

Wearing only a pair of shorts, he could feel the warm heat 　　of her little garden beneath the thin fabric with just a little pressure from his toes .
Deliberately wanting to test his strength, he wanted to see how long Zhang Xingyu could remain unmoved. Enduring the soreness in his leg muscles, he
pressed his foot against her inner thigh, rubbing it against her for three or four minutes straight.
"Xingyu, what's wrong? Your face is so red!" A girl next to them, talking to the other girl beside Zhang Xingyu,
glanced at her and asked softly.
Zhang Xingyu's voice was surprisingly calm, even surprising Zhao Tao. "Nothing, the classroom is a bit hot, I
think I'm wearing too much."
As she spoke, she took off her jacket and casually put it behind her back, completely blocking Zhao Tao's foot.
Even if the two girls were talking through the gap behind Zhang Xingyu, they wouldn't be able to see anything.
But Zhang Xingyu's sitting posture was also very physically demanding. Zhao Tao had made Yang Nan squat in a horse stance with her
on top more than once, to enjoy the pleasure of her wet, slippery vagina gripping his glans when all her lower body muscles were tense and exerting force.
She was only pressing her thighs against the chair, and with her buttocks raised so that she could fit half of his foot, the effort she put in
must have been considerable.
It took him more than ten minutes before he felt Zhang Xingyu's buttocks gradually sink down, as if she finally couldn't hold on any longer.
He chuckled, pulled his foot back, and sent a text message, "Wet?"
Zhang Xingyu felt her phone vibrate, paused for a moment, picked it up and glanced at it, then put it under the table and
quickly replied.
He opened it and saw: "Yeah, wet. And I even had an orgasm."
Damn, she just sat there like nothing was wrong, listening to the lecture while his toes were rubbing against
her clitoris through two layers of cloth, and no one even noticed she had an orgasm?
He shifted to the side, peering over. Zhang Xingyu seemed no different than usual, except her face was flushed.
Judging by her expression, she still exuded an aloof, unapproachable air, a sense of superiority that kept men at bay.
Even a seasoned guy like him, observing from this distance, couldn't believe that her underwear was actually soaked—she had
just had an orgasm.
"You're lying, right? When did you orgasm?"
"Just now, otherwise, would I have the strength to sit down?"
"Was it good?"
"No."
"No?"
"Yeah, I like it when you lick me, I don't like it when you play with my feet. Besides, it's not satisfying through clothes."
Damn it, Zhao Tao cursed inwardly. If he had any deep-seated grudge against Zhang Xingyu,
once these text messages were made public, she'd definitely jump off the roof and commit suicide.
This little slut trusted him way too much!
Imagining Zhang Xingyu slamming headfirst onto the concrete floor, her head shattering like a watermelon and flying everywhere
, Zhao Tao shuddered. After much deliberation, he carefully deleted the entire text message history before continuing
: "Do you know Yang Nan went back to stay, and your cunt's itching for a good fuck?"
"Ugh, I just miss you. I miss you so much I can't sleep at night, sometimes I have to masturbate
twice a night. When you don't answer my calls, I can only look at your texts and touch them, getting my hands all wet. I miss
you so much, what should I do?"
Zhao Tao peeked again; Zhang Xingyu, after sending the message, looked up and was still sitting upright, her lips slightly pursed,
her gaze resolute. This chaste fairy-like appearance was the talk of the town in the dorms, becoming the
goddess many boys ravished during their wet dreams.
Women are terrifying.
He thought for a moment, figuring that attendance wasn't taken in class anyway, maybe he should just slip away and go home to prepare to invite her
over for dinner.
He'd never tasted such a contrastingly sexy virgin before, and his penis was rock hard.
“I don’t know what to do either. Yang Nan went back to stay for several days. I’m home alone anyway, and I’m afraid of being seen
. It’s you, not me.” He thought for a moment and added, “You’ve made me hard. I’m going to skip class and go back to
masturbate. Are you coming?”
Zhang Xingyu glanced at his phone and replied as naturally as if chatting with an old friend: “You’re not allowed to
masturbate. I’ll definitely find a way to come to you. But I’ve made plans with two annoying guys to go for a walk near the gate after class.
So, wait for me. I’ll be there later. What are you eating tonight? I’ll bring you something.”
“Anything is fine, I mainly want to eat you.” He licked his lips and added, “Are you ready this time?
Don’t be either not mentally prepared or you won’t let me touch you because you’re on your period. Let me tell you, I won’t hold back this time. If you’re on your period,
I’ll assume you can have sex with me. If you’re on your period, I’ll fuck your ass.”
“You stinky bastard. I even texted you to let me know I was on my period this time. What else do you want me to do? I’m already this cheap
, and you’re still cursing me.”
“Where did I curse you?”
"You said you wanted to fuck my asshole."
"How is that an insult? I fucked Yang Nan's asshole so hard she finished pooping in less than three minutes, and she
didn't even think I was insulting her. So pretentious."
"I'm not going to talk about it anymore, it's making me wetter. I'm going out with my classmates later. Let's talk again tonight."
"Talk my ass, I'm fucking you tonight, no time for talk."
Zhang Xingyu didn't reply this time, but shifted her butt and put down her phone.
Zhao Tao grabbed his book, bent down, and slipped out the back door.
On his way back, he was still thinking that he only did this because she was still a virgin and should have her first time in a nicer place
. Otherwise, given the pent-up lust he felt earlier, he should have taken her to the quiet
faculty restroom on the top floor and fucked her hard.
But there would be other opportunities. With her easily aroused nature and tendency to get wet at the slightest touch, and her reluctance to let others know
, there would be plenty of opportunities to find partners in the teaching building.
No rush.
No need to rush.
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Recently, Yang Nan has been becoming more and more like a girl. The rented room doesn't need much tidying up; it's fairly neat and bright,
except the kitchen is still just for show. At least Zhao Tao hasn't had to wash his own underwear and socks lately.
He carefully looked around the room; there was nothing he was embarrassed to let Zhang Xingyu see, after all, the two of them had shared a stick...
Having already licked each other's crevices, their relationship was practically one of tongue-based mating. The props on the bed , practically covered in Yang Nan's semen
, were probably beyond Zhang Xingyu's sway; he'd just use them.
He took the trash bag out and threw it away, clapped his hands, pulled out a new pack of tissues and placed it on the bed, tossed an emergency
contraceptive pill next to his pillow, thought for a moment, then pulled out a mattress pad to use while waiting for it to get wet. He then rubbed
his testicles through his long underwear, and lay down contentedly.
Everything was ready, except for the opening.
Just before seven o'clock in the evening, the door opened.
There are only two girls with keys to this room now, so Yang Nan definitely won't be back. Zhao Tao smiled and said,
"You're here?"
Zhang Xingyu carefully closed the door, came in, took off her mask and sunglasses and put them in her bag, took off her hat, tossed
her beautiful hair, and placed the plastic bag containing two lunchboxes on the table. Her eyes, hazy and dreamy, gazed at him, and she
said in a wronged tone, "You...you just know how to bully me. You know I...I miss you so much, why do
you treat me like this? We're in class, aren't you afraid someone will see us?"
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just couldn't help myself. It's been so long since we last met since I came back from the county,
and it's rare for us to sit so close to each other, I just couldn't hold it in." He sat up with a smile, and without any hesitation, walked over and lifted
Zhang Xingyu's shirt, gently squeezing her breasts encased in her bra. "I missed you too."
"You were thinking about that, weren't you?" She tilted her head slightly, looking at the hand that had appeared on her chest, and
said with a hint of disappointment.
He pushed her bra up, pinched her soft nipple with two fingertips, and swayed it back and forth, laughing, "But haven't you
been thinking about this too? Do you masturbate because it hurts down there and you need to rub it?"
"I think about you like this because I love you. I wouldn't do this with other guys; it would just make me feel disgusted," she bit
her lip, saying aggrievedly, "But what about you?"
“I like you because I want to sleep with you.” He looked up, lowered his hand, and said bluntly, “So what?
Is that wrong? Ask all the boys in the school who are chasing after you, isn’t there a single one who doesn’t want to pin you down on the bed and
fuck you to death? If it’s not for sex, what’s the point of boys having girlfriends? It’s a matter of course.”
He raised his hand and slowly helped her take off her top, then hugged her and unhooked the hooks on her back, took off her bra, and
said with a smile, “Men and women, no matter what fancy things they talk about, in the end they all have to sleep together.
Does adding love as an excuse make it noble? Then tell me, what do you see in me?”
Zhang Xingyu moved her lips, her expression suddenly becoming very confused.
"You can't say it, right? Because you're afraid to admit it. Actually, it's my ability to conquer Yu Bei, to make Yang Nan
devoted to me, that attracted you. It's having two beautiful girls serve me without me complaining. I'm not handsome, nor am I a tycoon
. What do I rely on? You might not have thought about it carefully, but your body has already reached a conclusion, which is
why you're attracted to me."
He gently lifted two smooth breasts, the tightness of a young girl's breasts
clearly different from that of a woman who had breastfed. "That's biological instinct. Your feminine side has already chosen me. When I actually fuck you
, you'll experience an orgasm you've never imagined before. Just playing with your nipples like this, aren't you already
wet?"
Zhang Xingyu swallowed and slowly nodded.
"Come on, let me see." He stood up, pulled down his pants and underwear, revealing his erect
penis. "Look, I'm showing you mine. My cock is craving you; it's painfully hard. Do you want to
touch it?"
Zhang Xingyu reached out and gently pinched it.
He tightened the muscles around his pelvis, causing his penis to thrust upwards.
She gasped and whispered, "Then...then why have you been making excuses to avoid me for over a month? I
...I've clearly hinted at it to you."
"Yang Nan is keeping a close eye on you, and you don't dare let her know. What can I do?" Zhao Tao said with a grin .
"If you hadn't insisted on keeping it a secret, I would have let you move in. Yang Nan likes you too, and the three of us could get along
very well, I guarantee you'd wet the bed."
Zhang Xingyu shuddered and immediately shook her head, saying, "No, I...I don't want to. At least...at least
when I'm with you, I hope you only have eyes for me. Please..." "
Okay, okay." He smiled and kissed her. "Come on, let me see how wet you are."
Zhang Xingyu bit her lip hard, bent down to take off her skirt and boots, hesitated for a moment,
and slowly rubbed her leggings and underwear down her legs, all the way to her calves. Then, blushing,
she stood up straight.
“Can’t see it like this, baby?” He stroked his penis a couple of times, breathing heavily with feigned excitement.
Zhang Xingyu stared at him for a while, gritted her teeth, turned around, slowly bent over, and stuck out her rounder
, perkier bare buttocks. Then, she reached out and gently parted the already slightly moist vulva.
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“Xingyu, where’s your pubic hair?” Zhao Tao looked at Zhang Xingyu’s exposed genitals with some surprise. The once
lush pubic hair had obviously been carefully groomed, leaving not a single stubble.
Zhang Xingyu said softly, "I saw you didn't like it, and it was easy to end up in your mouth, so... I used hair removal cream to remove it."
Now, she truly was a man-made little white tiger. What he had initially found somewhat repulsive—the jungle—was now a
smooth, rather cute little white bun. He couldn't help but stroke it twice from top to bottom with his fingers, panting,
"You're really amazing, you could even tell. It's definitely much prettier this way."
Her voice was a little muffled, "I'm glad you... like it."
He parted the two butterfly-wing-like labia, looking with satisfaction at the pink flesh blooming inside,
and licked the small opening with his tongue.
Since she hadn't showered yet, and was wearing tight leggings, that area had emitted a strong female body odor. The
moment he licked it, it felt as if a piece of fishy-smelling mutton fat coated with aphrodisiac was melting between his lips and teeth, instantly igniting his lust
, stimulating even his nose to the point of numbness.
"Xingyu, your little pussy is so horny."
"It's your fault... you didn't tell me before letting me take a shower." Her voice seemed to be holding back something.
“This way your flavor will be even stronger.” He chuckled, licking her clitoris twice, pleased to see
a glistening drop of fluid squeeze out of her pulsating opening. “Xingyu, I’m going to fuck you now, are you happy?”
Zhang Xingyu, supporting herself on her knees, lowered her head, remaining silent.
“What, too excited to speak?” He stood up, one hand on her buttocks, kneading her taut
testicles, pressing down, the other gripping his penis against her wet mons pubis, sliding it down triumphantly
.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xingyu sniffled, her voice trembling with sobs, choking out, “I…I’m scared
…”
Zhao Tao frowned, rubbing the head of his penis against her protruding clitoris, watching her anus contract slightly
, and said impatiently, “Didn’t we agree that your coming here means you agree to have sex with me?
What are you afraid of?”
“I feel…you don’t love me.” She wiped away her tears, but didn’t dare move her hips.
"You...you really succeeded. You'll be leaving me soon."
Zhao Tao thought for a moment, rolled her eyes behind his back, backed up to sit on the edge of the bed, and leaned
back a few feet, saying lazily, "I'm too lazy to keep worrying about your confidence, Xingyu. I told you
I won't abandon you just because I got you. You're my woman, and you'll always be my woman, until death do us part. I
don't want to force you. Since you're unhappy, put on your clothes and leave."
She stood up, crossed her arms, turned around, and stared at him with eyes like a little white rabbit. She pleaded, almost begging
, "Zhao Tao, even if it's a lie, can't you...can't you just say you love me? I'll
give you anything, I just want to hear you say those three words, just once. Just once, please? Please
..."
Zhao Tao looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and slowly said, "Xingyu, I like you. If you want me to fall in love with you,
don't you think you should try harder? Yang Nan has been with me for so long, she's practically mine, and she
still didn't get those three words. Don't be so greedy."
"But I want to give my first time to someone who loves me!" she cried out in despair. "Even if
you only love my face, can't you just say it once? Can't you just lie to me this once?!"
"No," he said indifferently, shaking his already softening penis. "Fine, go away.
You've annoyed me to the point of weakness. Since you're planning to save it for someone who loves you, get dressed and leave. There are too many boys like that in school
, they all love you, go find them."
"But I don't love them!" Zhang Xingyu slowly knelt on the ground, covering her face with her hands, naked,
sobbing bitterly.
“I only have sex with girls who love me, but as long as I like them, that’s enough. Unlike you, I don’t care so much.”
He felt a little disappointed, flicked his now completely limp penis, and sighed. “Forget it, I’ll
just ask Yang Nan to come back tonight. I can’t afford to mess with a romantic princess like you. Love between men and women is a happy thing
, not something to be pretentious about.”
“Then why won’t you say it?” She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. “Did you
leave those three words for someone else, Yu Bei? Or some girl you couldn’t get or won back?”
The last sentence pierced Zhao Tao’s heart, a wound he dared not touch. His expression instantly became
almost ferocious, his eyes fixed on her with a fierce gaze, making her tremble and sit
on her heels, her face pale with fright.
“I’m too lazy to waste my breath on you,” he said, suppressing the piercing pain, his face grim. “We’re having such a sweet
time, and you have to stir up trouble. Now, I’ll give you three minutes to think it over. Either crawl over here
, make my dick hard, and sit down to give me your virginity, or get dressed and get out of here.
From now on, we’ll pretend we don’t know each other at school, but if you ever secretly talk bad about Yang Nan again, don’t blame me for
spreading your lewd text messages all over the world.”
Zhang Xingyu knelt on the cold ground, her facial muscles twitching, large tears rolling down her cheeks.
She opened her mouth, but didn’t know what to say. A pained expression, as if her heart was being torn apart, gradually
appeared on her face.
Zhao Tao looked at the old-fashioned wind-up alarm clock beside him and said coldly, “Thirty seconds.”
“Zhao Tao… I really love you, I love you so much… I’m going crazy with love for you.” She knelt and
took a few steps toward him, her kneecaps hitting the hard ground with a heartbreaking sound.
He braced himself on the bed, still staring at the clock. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "One minute. You have two
minutes left."
"Can you tell me what it will take for you to say you love me?" She reached out and grabbed his thigh, tilting
her head back, her eyes blurred with tears so she couldn't see his face clearly. "Tell me, I'll do my best
, I'll do my best..."
"You have one and a half minutes left."
"Zhao—Tao—!" She gripped his knees, screaming with heart-wrenching pain, "Say you love me! Just say
you love me, and I'll serve you with Yang Nan. I'll move in with you. I don't care what others say about me, call me
cheap, call me shameless, I'll accept it all! Just say you love me, please… Ever since I read fairy
tales in elementary school, my biggest dream has been for the person I love to hold my hand and say 'I love you.' Is that really too
much to ask? Is it really…too much?"
"One last minute. Fifty-nine, fifty-eight…"
Her hand fell limp.
When he counted to fifty, she raised her hand and wiped away her tears.
When she counted to forty, she tied her long hair up in a bun at the back of her head that wouldn't come undone.
With the last thirty seconds, she stood up, poured some water into her hands, and carefully washed her groin.
With twenty seconds left, she picked up the water glass, drank the remaining water, rinsed her mouth thoroughly, and swallowed.
With the last ten seconds, she took a mat from the bed, knelt down supporting Zhao Tao's legs, cupped his penis in her hands
, opened her still-damp lips, and slowly took it in.
She licked very carefully and attentively, her soft tongue gliding over every nook and cranny around the glans,
scraping away even the dirt inside the grooves, swallowing it directly.
She swallowed deeply, her head tilting forward until her upper lip and the tip of her nose buried themselves in his tangled pubic hair. Here
, she would pause for a few seconds, her contracted cheeks and pulsating throat enveloping his hard penis from head to toe.
Perhaps she had spoken too much, shed too many tears; even after drinking water, her saliva was not plentiful.
She painstakingly smeared it, painting his penis, his weapon,
his conqueror, inch by inch with sticky saliva, like paint.
When his penis became erect, and she felt her throat being stretched open after swallowing it, she moved her lips and slowly
withdrew.
As her petal-like lips left the grotesque penis, saliva stretched into strands, seemingly reluctant to leave.
But he exerted force, his penis jerked upward, and those strands snapped instantly.
She stared blankly at the glistening saliva on the penis before her for a few seconds, then slowly stood up, spat into her palm,
spread her legs, carefully smeared the saliva on her vaginal opening, turned around, bent over, and, holding Zhao Tao's legs, slowly lowered her buttocks.
She checked it; it wasn't aligned. Frowning, she reached out, steadied herself, and lowered herself again.
It seemed she had been delayed too long; it was drier than she had imagined, the tender flesh taut and clenched, easily
pushed inward.
She gritted her teeth, forcing back the tears that threatened to fall. As if steeling herself, she raised her hand, clenched her fist
, and, as if taking a squatting stance, slammed down.
"Ugh—uh—uh-uh—!" She trembled, clenching her small fist, her muscles
seemingly stiff from the tearing pain.
A tear rolled quickly down her cheek.
A drop of crimson blood slowly flowed from the base of her snow-white thigh.
One fell quickly, the other slowly, but at exactly the same time, one after the other, separated by only a few centimeters. One landed
on the bed sheet, the other on the floor.
So close, yet so far.

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