WeChat Shake

The female protagonist, Yangyang, is indeed a 90s-born girl she met through WeChat's "Shake" feature. Much of the novel's plot was conceived by her; she seems to enjoy being watched and violated by strangers. She has a pair of small, white, and firm breasts. Readers who are interested can brainstorm plot ideas together. The story

begins in spring, on another boring night. Zhang Zhen lies in bed, playing with WeChat on his phone. It's already 2 AM, and the men and women he meets through WeChat all carry a hint of ambiguity. "Lonely? Want to chat?" This is Zhang Zhen's standard greeting. Nine times out of ten, this kind of advances ends in failure, but this time is an exception.

"Okay, sure," a message pops up on his phone. "Still not asleep so late?" Zhang Zhen knows this is a foolproof opening line. From the other person's reply, he can immediately tell if she's a lonely young woman, a resentful princess, or a fallen woman. These days, even finding someone online for text-based sex requires caution to avoid being scammed. Half a year ago, he thought he had found a true confidante in Yalong Bay, but the next morning, all his cash was taken. "Slept too much during the day, can't sleep at night," a bizarre yet plausible reply popped up on WeChat, leaving Zhang Zhen speechless for a moment, immediately filled with disappointment—another naive girl.

After chatting for a few minutes, Zhang Zhen learned that this girl was 19 years old and didn't have a boyfriend yet. She was probably having too much fun during the holidays and her sleep schedule was a bit messed up.

"Go to sleep quickly. Chatting with strange men at this time is bad for your health. The people around here are all bad guys." Although Zhang Zhen really wanted to have a close chat with a strange woman, a young girl who had just come of age? Forget it, better not to ruin her life. Zhang Zhen closed WeChat and prepared to sleep; tonight was destined to be another lonely night.

"Ring!" WeChat suddenly beeped. Zhang Zhen opened his phone, and a pair of white, tender breasts appeared before him. Although he couldn't tell their actual size, they were clearly full, with small nipples, proudly erect on round mounds of flesh.

"Is it pretty?"

"Really pretty." Did you take this picture? Zhang Zhen sincerely praised her, but secretly he preferred her frankness. This world was full of all sorts of manipulative women, their coyness masking their orgies at all sorts of lewd parties. "Hmm, hehe," he murmured, surprised that this girl liked exposing her most private parts to strangers.

"One isn't enough, I want to see both," Zhang Zhen encouraged her. If showing them to strangers aroused her desire, the more exposed she was, the more excited she would become. "Hmm," she murmured, and soon a pair of delicate, youthful breasts were displayed before Zhang Zhen.

"You're amazing! Can you tell me your name?" After sending the message, Zhang Zhen received no reply for a long time. He began to regret it; he had been too foolish and impulsive. People online are supposed to relax, but he had actually asked for someone's name. "Yangyang," a girl's name flashed on his phone screen.

"Yangyang, I like you," Zhang Zhen complimented. "Are you in school?"

"Yes, I'm a freshman

." "Where do you go to university?" Zhang Zhen thought to himself. No wonder he didn't have a boyfriend; college guys usually make advances in the second semester of freshman year.

"BS," Yangyang replied, clearly pleased. BS was a prestigious university, its liberal arts programs ranking among the best in the country. Coincidentally, Zhang Zhen had spent all four years of his university life at BY, which was next to BS.

"Good student," Zhang Zhen said. "Do your classmates know you like to show your breasts?" "No." "You like to expose yourself, so do you also like to have sex in public?" Zhang Zhen continued to tease Yangyang. "Hmm," I like to make love secretly in crowded places, but I'm too scared. "You're so horny. Are you wet?" "Hmm," I can't take it anymore. "It's all wet down there." Yangyang sent a picture: two fair, tender thighs spread apart in an M shape, her wet little hole already soaking a patch of the sheets.

It seems Yangyang can't take it anymore. This little girl gets incredibly excited just thinking about being raped in public; she'll definitely be a beautiful, sexually frustrated woman in the future.

"Your pussy is so beautiful and tender," Zhang Zhen said excitedly, stroking his penis. His massive member was already rock hard.

"Come fuck me... Yangyang can't take it anymore... Yangyang is ready... Come on... Husband... There are so many people around..."

"Okay, let your husband bring Yangyang to orgasm in the crowd... Ah... Ah... I'm going to cum..." As Zhang Zhen increased the speed of his rubbing, his body shuddered, and thick streams of semen shot from his glans.

"Did you cum?" Yangyang asked. "Yes, I cummed a lot, all of it to Yangyang." Zhang Zhen released his limp penis, feeling a surge of relief. "

Yangyang's going to sleep, I'm sleepy, I'm so tired from being fucked. See you tomorrow, husband." "Okay, go to sleep, Yangyang, see you tomorrow." Turning off his phone, recalling the lewd scene, Zhang Zhen smiled. It seemed this girl had potential; maybe

she could become his devoted confidante. Since their passionate online encounter, Zhang Zhen chatted with Yangyang almost every day, sometimes during the day, sometimes at night. During the day, Yangyang would chat with Zhang Zhen during class, sending particularly provocative voice messages. She would secretly tell Zhang Zhen in front of everyone that she was soaking wet and finding it difficult to walk. Time passed quickly, and summer arrived. Zhang Zhen and Yangyang had gone from strangers on WeChat to inseparable online lovers. Zhang Zhen would occasionally send Yangyang toys—remote-controlled vibrators, elastic nipple clamps—and Yangyang would reciprocate with private photos of herself carrying these toys

. "Baby, do you have class tonight? Let's go out for dinner, so we can officially get to know each other, okay?"

"Let me think about it, I'll tell you this afternoon." Yangyang was still a little wary, meeting her online friend for the first time.

"Okay, I'll wait for your message." Zhang Zhen didn't press the issue; these things were supposed to be consensual.

Twenty minutes later, Yangyang messaged: "Can you pick me up at 5:30 tonight?"

"Okay, it's a deal." Zhang Zhen was very pleased; he would finally see Yangyang in person today.

At 5:30 pm, Zhang Zhen parked his car at Yangyang's school gate. The loudspeaker was still broadcasting the high temperature; this summer was the hottest in B City in recent years. Although it was almost evening, the ground temperature was still as high as 40 degrees Celsius. But this couldn't stop the restless students. Couples were kissing and caressing each other at the school gate, completely ignoring the bustling pedestrians around them. After waiting for more than 20 minutes, Yangyang finally came out of the school gate. Zhang Zhen observed her intently. The girl was about 160 cm tall, slender, wearing a light yellow dress. Her delicate face was exquisite, possessing a captivating charm. Zhang Zhen instantly felt that the 20-minute wait was well worth it.

Zhang Zhen quickly helped Yangyang into the car. "Baby, you're even prettier than I imagined." Yangyang never showed her face in the photos she sent to Zhang Zhen, and Zhang Zhen had imagined countless faces, but Yangyang's small face gave him an extra surprise.

"Thank you, you're handsome too, just my type."

"Fasten your seatbelts, let's go." Half an hour later, Zhang Zhen's car pulled into the restaurant parking lot. It was a chain Western restaurant, far from Yangyang's school, and he didn't want to be seen by Yangyang's friends, which would ruin the atmosphere of secrecy.

The two chatted and laughed throughout the meal, appearing like an intimate young couple. After their meal, Zhang Zhen suggested they go to a nightclub. Yangyang didn't refuse, taking Zhang Zhen's hand and hugging her waist as they walked out of the restaurant.

"Your body is amazing, baby," Zhang Zhen's hands roamed freely over Yangyang's body, greedily savoring the elasticity of every inch of her skin. "You're so naughty!" Yangyang raised her fist and punched Zhang Zhen's chest. His caresses had already opened the floodgates of her desire. Yangyang felt a little wet, and she whispered in Zhang Zhen's ear, "Mmm...husband...I'm wet," her voice soft and sweet.

Zhang Zhen was naturally very pleased. Yangyang's body was so sensitive and alluring, absolutely exquisite, and he became even more unrestrained. The streets were still bustling with people at dusk. Zhang Zhen simply hugged Yangyang from behind, his penis pressing against her soft pubic area through her jeans. His hands tightly wrapped around her shoulders, squeezing her soft breasts.

"Ah... be gentle... people are watching..." Yangyang's most private and sensitive areas were being attacked from above and below, especially the penis on her buttocks, which felt pleasurable and full. A few young people in the distance were pointing and whispering.

"Actually, you really want to make love in front of strangers, don't you?" Zhang Zhen breathed hot air into Yangyang's ear, making her dizzy with desire. A tingling sensation ran through her lower body, and a large gush of fluid flowed out. Yangyang instinctively squeezed her legs together, her buttocks rubbing against Zhang Zhen's already swollen and aroused penis. But the lust didn't diminish with the friction; instead, it grew stronger.

"Husband... I can't take it anymore... you're so amazing..." Yangyang turned her head, looking at Zhang Zhen behind her with hazy, seductive eyes, her lips red and luscious. Zhang Zhen kissed her without hesitation, his tongue swirling in Yangyang's small mouth, desperately sucking her saliva as if exploring nectar.

When they reached the club entrance, the two inseparable lovers finally separated. By then, Yangyang was insatiable and unable to control herself. She pulled Zhang Zhen to a secluded booth. "What would you like to drink?" the waiter politely inquired.

"I've never been to a nightclub before, you order for me," Yangyang said, sitting sideways on Zhang Zhen's lap, her arms around his neck.

"I'll have a double scotch, and a Long Island Iced Tea for this lady," the waiter said with a meaningful smile before leaving. After the waiter left, Yangyang finally abandoned her reserve and kissed Zhang Zhen passionately, her buttocks rubbing fiercely against his flesh. Zhang Zhen responded passionately, kissing Yangyang's ears and neck wildly, his erect penis pressing against the entrance of her soft, moist vagina. Zhang Zhen slipped his hand under Yangyang's skirt. Yangyang, wearing a black lace thong, had already completely succumbed to Zhang Zhen's advances. Zhang Zhen pried open Yangyang's thong, attempting to insert his fingers into Yangyang's most private area.

"No!" Yangyang still retained a sliver of reason.

"Your drink," the waiter politely placed the drink down and turned to leave.

"Try a sip first, see if it's good," Zhang Zhen handed Yangyang the iced tea. Having been burning with desire for so long, Yangyang was indeed incredibly thirsty, grabbing the straw and taking several large gulps.

"Ah...this is alcohol!" Yangyang choked, tears welling up in her eyes, her large, blinking eyes filled with grievance.

"I told you to try a sip first, why did you drink so much?" Zhang Zhen feigned innocence, scolding Yangyang. "It's all your fault!" Yangyang's small fists rained down on Zhang Zhen's chest, further fueling his lust. He suddenly grabbed Yangyang's head and kissed her deeply.

Soon, the combined effects of alcohol and lust took over. While kissing Zhang Zhen, Yangyang slipped her soft, boneless hand inside his pants.

"Your penis is so thick...so hot..." Yangyang nestled softly in Zhang Zhen's arms, using her body to block the arm that was groping inside his crotch.

"My darling, your hands are so soft, they're making my cock itch," Zhang Zhen felt Yangyang's movements becoming increasingly aggressive, and without hesitation, he slipped his hand under Yangyang's skirt, launching another attack on the beautiful college student's sensual desires

. "Ah...husband...your technique is so good...I can't take it anymore!" With Zhang Zhen's assault, Yangyang felt her body was no longer her own; her lower body involuntarily gushed forth waves of heat, each wave causing her whole body to tremble.

Zhang Zhen withdrew his fingers from Yangyang's vagina, his palm now wet: "Baby, look how much you're flowing!" He then sucked Yangyang's juices clean with his mouth. "You should taste your own juices too." Zhang Zhen covered Yangyang's lips with his mouth, pushing the juices into her mouth. Yangyang, already beyond human control, didn't care what was being swallowed, swallowing all her juices.

Seeing that Yangyang had lowered her guard, Zhang Zhen unzipped his pants, inserted his hard penis into Yangyang's already wet vagina, and then covered their joined private parts with Yangyang's skirt

. "Ah...it's so hot...you've hit my uterus!" Yangyang pursed her lips, trying to suppress the sudden, intense pleasure. Her eyes were glazed, and she wiggled her sexy hips, her body rising and falling involuntarily. She had never made love in such a public place before. Shame and lust intertwined, pushing her to the edge of an unprecedented climax.

"Mmm...ah...mmm...I'm going to climax...it feels so good..." Yangyang suppressed her pleasure, clinging to Zhang Zhen, afraid to make a sound.

"Baby, you're so tight, it feels so good." Zhang Zhen was clearly much more relaxed. He leaned back in the booth, feeling the elasticity of Yangyang's vagina. The 19-year-old girl's vagina, fresh and pink, hadn't experienced much of the world, tightly wrapped around Zhang Zhen's large penis.

"Sir, is there anything else you need?" "The waiter asked politely. Just as Yangyang was about to reach her climax, Zhang Zhen deliberately called the waiter. Yangyang became unusually nervous upon hearing the stranger's voice, trying to stop her movements, but suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her uterus, her muscles tensed instantly, and a large gush of vaginal fluid surged out, hitting Zhang Zhen's glans. Her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Give me a glass of ice water," Zhang Zhen dismissed the waiter, helped up the dripping, barely breathing Yangyang, and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "How was it, baby?" "Did you climax?" "Mmm...so good..." Yangyang answered softly.

"Baby, take a break." Zhang Zhen's hard penis was still inside Yangyang. He was reluctant to continue ravaging this still-childish girl, so he let Yangyang rest on his shoulder, turning his head to look at the men and women on the dance floor.

After a while, Yangyang's climax subsided, and she regained her strength, sitting upright on Zhang Zhen's lap, or more accurately, on Zhang Zhen's swollen penis.

"You're so good, so hard now, Yangyang's pussy feels so full." Yangyang kissed Zhang Zhen's face, squeezing his penis with all her might, contracting and relaxing her anus, causing her vaginal walls to press against his penis with the same contraction and relaxation.

"You've soaked my pants." Look at the person sitting opposite, they've been looking at you the whole time. Zhang Zhen glanced at the young man sitting opposite him. “Baby, you just gave him a rare erotic performance.”

“You’re so naughty, you didn’t tell me someone was watching you.” Yangyang pouted. “Aren’t you more excited with him watching?” Zhang Zhen said, suddenly lifting his thigh and pulling his penis out of Yangyang’s tender little hole, then thrusting it in again to the hilt.

"Mmm...no...you're making me feel good again...someone's watching..." Yangyang gasped as the sudden movement penetrated her, no longer caring that someone was watching. She twisted her hips back and forth as Zhang Zhen's penis rammed into her vagina, constantly stimulating her sensitive walls.

"So good...I love your penis the most...it's so big...ah...so hard...mmm...so hot..." Yangyang's movements became more and more intense.

"Sexy baby, look at that guy, he's watching you masturbate." The person in the distance had his hand in his pants, shaking it violently. It was obvious he was masturbating. When he saw Zhang Zhen watching him, he quickly looked away and stood there awkwardly, motionless.

"Ah...let him...let him watch...Yangyang can't take it anymore...I can't care about anything else..." Yangyang clearly no longer cared about the stranger's burning gaze, focusing all her senses on the intense sex. Zhang Zhen sat up a little straighter, one arm around Yangyang's slender waist, the other gesturing to the young man opposite him, signaling him to come closer. "My darling, let's let that young man see more clearly, shall we?" "Mmm..." Yangyang didn't hear Zhang Zhen clearly, only letting out a muffled groan through her nose.

[The End]

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