[Urban] The Country Rogue's Lucky Charm VS Jin Ping Mei - 19-21

Chapter 44 of Campus Spring Affairs: The Lewd Female

Principal

Human beings are truly complex; it's so difficult to be a simple person.

I am an elementary school physical education teacher. My appearance is average, but due to years of physical exercise, my body is muscular and

very strong. I am a very easy-going and unassuming person. I usually work hard without complaint,

never competing with my colleagues. I always focus on teaching my classes well, earning my own money, and living my life quietly.

However, since the school got a new principal, my peaceful days are gone. The new principal is a woman,

around fifty years old, thin, and looks clean and efficient. Someone like me, who works diligently every day and

doesn't strive for anything, is not conspicuous in the school. But unexpectedly, the new principal often belittles me in

various ways. At first, I didn't pay attention, but as time went on, I felt something was wrong. I couldn't understand it

at all, and I was very depressed.

Later, through conversations with my colleagues, I gained a deeper understanding of the new principal. My husband is a film director, constantly traveling

all over the country making movies. We're separated for long periods, and I suspect he's been lacking in male affection, which has made him very strict with the teachers and a bit

neurotic.

I figured regardless of what my colleagues said, since the new principal had arrived, I should give him a gift to avoid being mistreated. Having made up

my mind, I went to the supermarket. I bought a 300 yuan shopping card at the supermarket's group-buying office.

One evening, I knocked on the new principal's door. The

principal a little surprised to see me, so I quickly explained, "Principal, you've been with our school for so long, but I

haven't seen you yet. I just happened to be passing by today." The principal was delighted and invited me into

the living room .

I wanted to give her the card and leave quickly, so I cut to the chase: "Principal, you must need

a lot of things since you're new here, but I don't know your preferences, so I got you a shopping card at the supermarket. Buy

whatever ."

After saying that, I put the card on the table and was about to get up to leave, but the principal didn't move. She said, "Please

sit down , I have something to say." She continued, "You're a teacher, and I'm the principal. My salary isn't higher than yours.

I don't need this. Take this card back."

I was getting anxious. I said, "Principal, I'm not good with words. Just tell me what you need, and I'll definitely

get it ."

The principal chuckled, "Hehe, I don't need anything either. It's so hot. Please sit down. I'm going to

take a shower ." She got up and left, leaving me stunned.

I'm not greedy for fame or fortune, but I'm not stupid. I immediately understood what this new principal meant, and

a fierce . What should I do? This old lady is actually the repressed type; it seems she's been eyeing me for a while.

I wanted to turn and leave, but then I thought, for the sake of a peaceful life in the future, losing my virginity once wouldn't be

a loss, especially since I hadn't experienced the old lady yet. Let's see what it's like, haha. Thinking about this, I actually felt a little

excited.

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard the new principal calling me. Apparently, she'd forgotten her towel and wanted me

to bring it to her. Hehe, even a fool could understand what that meant. So I didn't stand on ceremony. I grabbed the towel and went to the bathroom

door, saying, "Principal, I took massage classes at school. Let me give you a massage."

The principal said, "Sure, come on."

I pushed open the bathroom door, and hehe, all I saw was white light. The new principal had very fair skin, no excess fat,

and two large, round, white breasts that jiggled as they faced me. Surprisingly, she had no pubic hair, very clean. Hehe, so she's

a white tiger! I'm the green dragon, I'm so excited! My little brother immediately reacted. At this point,

saying anything was superfluous.

I quickly stripped myself naked, and the two of us met naked. We stared at each other for a moment. Our breathing became

heavier. I stretched out my strong arms. I pulled the female principal into my arms. My large hands kneaded her ample breasts,

my mouth roamed over her body. The principal, panting, murmured, "I really didn't misjudge you, you're

such a man."

Hearing this, I was furious. I said fiercely, "I'm going to fuck you to my heart's content today."

I made the principal wrap her arms around my neck, then lifted her legs with my arms. My huge penis pressed against

the principal's plump vagina, and with a gentle thrust, the head of my penis went in. I immediately felt the wet, tight, and comfortable sensation. The

principal, panting softly, looked at me with a seductive smile.

I thrust my hips forward, and with a "whoosh," my entire penis was inside. The principal let out

a "whoosh" and hugged me tightly.

I didn't care about her feelings. I started thrusting rapidly. The principal's petite body rose and fell with my thrusts

, seemingly deprived of a large penis for a long time.

Under the impact of my steel-hard rod, she squirted within five minutes, leaving a sticky mess.

The principal panted and cried out, begging me to put her down, her arms completely exhausted. I thought so too,

so I carried her to the bedroom. I let go and threw her onto the bed, pulling her legs to the edge.

I stood by the bed, my rod aimed at her slightly swollen vulva, and began my second

round of thrusts. "Haha. So good," the principal cried out, howling and panting as she squirted again. My rod remained

erect.

The principal knelt between my legs, opening her small, delicate mouth to take my large, erect shaft in. Licking and

stroking it, I ejaculated under the immense pleasure, oh so good. (

Campus Spring Affairs Chapter 045: The Most Lewd Girl in the Foreign Languages Department)

I met Nana last November. A colleague introduced me to her as a translator; she was a senior at a second foreign language university. From our first meeting, I was captivated by her beauty and innocence. I'd only ever seen girls like her in books and on TV before. Her voice gave me an uncontrollable erection, and the scent of her perfume was irresistible. After two weeks of knowing each other and two karaoke sessions, I felt the time was right. I could clearly sense Nana's affection for me. One day, I got off work late and called her, asking her to come to my office. She readily agreed. When she entered, I noticed her deliberate makeup, smelled her familiar perfume, and saw her meaningful smile. The conversation proceeded in an somewhat awkward atmosphere. She sat down next to me, and knowing I couldn't control myself, I moved closer. Occasionally, I would touch her body with my hand to feel her reaction. At a suitable pause, I put my nose to her hair and smelled it. She smiled shyly and dodged away. I understood the existence of tacit understanding. I hugged her in my arms, kissed her face, and soon kissed her lips, opening her fragrant little mouth, and our tongues became entangled. Soon, my erect penis was pressed against her waist. Her soft body was pushed inside by my penis. She laughed and tried to push me away, glancing down at my bulge. My hand slipped under her clothes, lifting her bra and playing with her breasts—small, full, and very elastic. I lifted her clothes and covered her breasts with my mouth, kissing them passionately and gently biting her nipples. I heard Nana moan. I slid my hand inside her jeans, unbuckling her belt. One hand easily slipped between her legs. Nana's hot vulva was already wet. I kissed her lips passionately, making her oblivious to everything else, while probing her with my index finger. Upon examining her vagina, I quickly realized she wasn't a virgin. Unabashedly, I extended my index finger forward until I felt her cervix. My finger rotated inside Nana's vagina, stimulating all her sensitive spots. Nana, lost in passion, held my head in her hands, kissing my lips and responding to my touch. To unzip my pants, I had to pull my hand away. To avoid attracting Nana's attention, I hugged her tighter, preventing her from seeing my actions. When I released her, Nana was surprised to see my penis erect in front of her. Her face immediately flushed red, and she shyly looked away. I placed her hand on my penis; her hand trembled slightly before gripping it tightly. At this moment, I hesitated. What should I do next? We were still in the office, and there were people next door. If someone knocked on the door, it would take at least 10 minutes to clean up since we were already undressed. Should I take Nana's pants off? Impulse overcame reason, and my strength became unquestionable. I turned her around, tightly embracing her chest, and with my other hand, I resolutely pulled down Nana's trousers, long underwear, and panties, all the way down to her knees. Nana instinctively tried to pull them up, but I seized the opportunity to grab her breasts with both hands, pressing her back tightly against my chest, and simultaneously pushing her down towards my hard, erect penis. Nana was forced to sit down, but she immediately knew my penis was pressing against her rear. She instinctively clenched her genitals and buttocks, and my penis pressed against Nana's anus. I deliberately applied some force, and Nana immediately felt pain. I grabbed her waist, adjusting my position, searching for her hot vulva, but I couldn't find it, and I became very anxious. At this moment, a series of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, as if they were coming towards my office. We both heard them, and I was so frightened that I went limp. Nana also jumped off me and hurriedly pulled up her trousers. I felt incredibly disappointed; my penis, on the verge of ejaculation, was as red as a radish. No one knocked on the door, but after all that, I had no energy left to undress Nana. I smiled awkwardly at her, gently hugged her, and let her sit on my lap. I kissed her soft lips and eyes, and whispered, "Help me, Nana." Then I placed her hand on my penis, and it immediately became erect again. Nana smiled knowingly, grasping my penis with her hand. I could feel her desire. I leaned back reassured, letting Nana's hand caress my penis. Nana laughed as she manipulated it according to my instructions. I closed my eyes, enjoying the incredibly wonderful feeling. Not being able to make love with Nana today was disappointing, but at least I wouldn't be suffocating. Soon, my climax was approaching. I held Nana tightly, kissing her lips, wanting to devour her. Rhythmic thrusts coursed through my penis, which exploded in Nana's hands, spraying hot semen onto her clothes, the computer keyboard, and the carpet. Nana tried to catch the semen with her hands, afraid it would fall on the carpet, but there was too much, and it slipped out of her hands. The office was filled with the smell of semen. I held Nana's semen-covered hands, using the semen to stick our hands together until they cooled. From that day on, Nana and I tacitly understood each other. The intimacy made us feel like we were in love, and I wasn't so eager to possess her anymore. Because there was never a suitable time or opportunity, we never created an opportunity to make love until one day, I called her and asked her to come to my house. It was a beautiful snowy day. Nana arrived, wearing a purple midi coat. Her fair face was flushed, her long, black hair cascading down her sides, and her clear eyes sparkled with springtime. She was truly a sight to behold in Beijing's winter. I greeted her with a deep kiss, then took her home. The warm heating made the house feel incredibly comfortable. My home isn't large, but it's tastefully decorated and has a nice layout. We took off our coats and sat on the sofa bed, watching porn. My hand rested on Nana's body, naturally landing on her breast. Nana nestled quietly against me, and after a while, I saw her eyes close. I knew she wasn't sleepy, so I turned down the TV volume, laid Nana flat, and began to undress her. Nana smiled, a meaningful smile. Soon, Nana was only wearing her underwear. I wasn't in a hurry to remove it. I kissed every part of her body I could reach, teasing her desire with my tongue. Soon, my body reacted strongly, and I took off all my clothes. Then, I started kissing Nana's genitals. I parted Nana's beautiful legs and saw that her light red panties were already wet. I put my mouth there and inhaled the lustful scent. I pulled down Nana's panties, grabbed her buttocks, and made her vulva face my face. Then I took a deep breath and covered her with my mouth. My tongue parted her labia and deeply explored Nana's vagina. My nose was pressed against Nana's anus, and the tip of my tongue drew circles inside Nana's vagina. I heard Nana moan again. At this moment, my genitals were also right on Nana's face. Without hesitation, I covered Nana's face with my penis. Nana grabbed my penis from the front with one hand and rubbed my scrotum with the other. My God, her little tongue was wandering between my scrotum and anus, almost making me ejaculate. Soon, I moved my tongue from Nana's vagina to her anus, inserting it easily with a little force. I deliberately pressed my anus against Nana's mouth, and Nana's tongue also entered my anus. I couldn't take it anymore; the reaction of my penis was irresistible. I turned around, lifted Nana's body against the headboard, and without hesitation, inserted my penis into Nana's cherry lips, all the way in. Nana struggled in discomfort. I had forgotten everything, only wanting to ejaculate in Nana's mouth. I thrust my penis in and out; it was too big, and Nana had to open her mouth completely to accommodate it. To prevent her teeth from biting me, I lifted Nana's cheeks. Soon, a wave of dizziness hit my brain. I pressed Nana's head against my penis, thrust forward, and plunged my penis deep into her throat. I ejaculated. The first time, a stream of hot semen shot directly into Nana's throat. The second time, Nana's mouth was filled with my semen. During the third time, Nana opened her mouth, and I pressed my penis against her eyes. With a hiss, Nana's eyes were covered in semen. The fourth time, my semen splattered onto Nana's beautiful face. Her entire face was covered in my semen. I leaned down, straddling Nana, and passionately kissed her semen-covered face, licking her cheeks clean with my tongue. And my still-erect penis... I thrust into Nana's vagina. (My characteristic is strange; I don't get soft for an hour after ejaculation.) Nana screamed in pain, her fingernails digging into my back. She probably hadn't had sex in a long time; her vagina was very tight, but also very hot. I adjusted my position and thrust into Nana's body violently, kissing her swollen lips without any mercy. I felt Nana's tears seeping through the semen on her face and flowing down. I swallowed her tears and my semen, then kissed Nana into her mouth. Nana passively swallowed it, her red eyes wide open.I thrust my penis in and out repeatedly. It wasn't tight anymore; Nana's vagina enveloped it. I lifted Nana's buttocks with both hands and thrust deeply into her cervix. Soon, Nana's face flushed crimson, and her breathing became rapid and rhythmic. I targeted her climax, stimulating her sensitive spots with alternating deep and shallow thrusts. Finally, Nana's eyes rolled back, her body arched, and she gripped my arms tightly, screaming. I immediately flipped Nana over, my penis still inside her vagina, and began pounding into her body even more violently from behind. The slapping sounds echoed in the room. I tilted my head back, focusing all my attention on Nana's vagina. Suddenly, Nana couldn't support my body anymore and her legs collapsed. I was looking up and didn't notice, but my penis was still thrusting forward violently. When it loosened up, I instinctively thrust forward and pressed down. The blanket beneath Nana was supporting her, and my penis pressed against her anus, penetrating her completely with a "whoosh." I heard Nana scream and cry out. My penis immediately felt a strong contraction and pressure, but I was already on the verge of orgasm and couldn't stop. I pressed Nana's body down, gripped her buttocks tightly with both hands, and desperately thrust into her anus. I saw bright red blood flowing from Nana's anus... My penis, drawn out of the vagina, mixed with her love juices. I pressed Nana's buttocks together, withdrew my penis, and then inserted it back into her vagina. Her vagina, still tight from the pain, contracted again. I finally couldn't control myself any longer. I tightly embraced Nana's breasts and thrust my penis as far as possible into her uterus, letting out a shout as my semen spurted into her womb. My teeth left deep marks on Nana's back. My rhythmic ejaculation brought Nana another orgasm. Her vagina gripped me tightly, giving me immense pleasure. My ejaculation lasted for over a minute. Gently stroking Nana's body, I turned her over, withdrew my no-longer-erect penis, and tenderly kissed Nana's blood-soaked genitals. I couldn't tell if the blood came from her vagina or anus; in any case, Nana's lower body was a mess. Her labia were still trembling. I lay down quietly, holding the almost unconscious Nana in my arms. Nana suddenly woke up, pounced on my penis, and took it in her mouth. Before I could even feel pleasure, a sharp pain shot through me. Nana was biting me hard. I screamed. Suddenly, at least three of Nana's fingers were inserted into my vagina at the same time. My anus was pierced. I had never experienced such intense pain and stimulation. In this contradictory feeling, my penis ejaculated violently again, all of it into Nana's mouth. Nana took it all in her mouth, then pounced on my face, spraying my semen, Nana's saliva, and blood onto my face with a splash. I couldn't see anything for a moment. Nana's lips bit my lips hard. I knew my anus must have torn too. Pain came from many places, but I didn't want to resist. In a daze, I heard Nana's incredibly gentle voice whisper in my ear: I love you.

Campus Spring Affairs Chapter 46: A Soul Lost at the Art Academy

Seventeen-year-old Ashi possessed a beautiful face, a graceful figure, and a sweet, captivating voice—

three natural assets that would make any woman proud. Like many girls, she dreamed of becoming

a singer, soaring like a bird on the stage of life with her voice and dance.

With a beautiful heart, she embarked on her journey to the Nanjing Academy of Arts.

Thanks to her musical and dance knowledge honed in high school, Ashi effortlessly achieved

a perfect score on the entrance exam. Walking alone by the lake, gazing at the emerald water, she felt her future was bright. She

hummed a self-composed tune, closed her eyes, and imagined fairies dancing in the air—she herself was that

beautiful fairy.

But

then . Ashi couldn't swim, and she screamed, "Help! Help!" A boy quickly ran over, bent down at

the lakeside , and pulled her back as she was sinking.

Ashi was soaking wet, her thin white summer dress clinging to her shapely figure,

outlining her captivating curves. She said gratefully to the boy, "Thank you for saving me.

I can't imagine what would have happened if it weren't for you. I want to repay you sometime!"

The boy smiled, "It's nothing, go back and change!" He said that, but his

eyes were fixed on Ashi's ample bosom, making him almost dazed.

Ashi felt his intense gaze and blushed shyly, "Thank you! Well, I'll go back now

..."

Ashi returned to her dormitory, took a hot shower, changed into a new uniform, and went to class. One of Ashi's

teachers was an elderly man in his fifties, a renowned PhD at the university. Ashi's intelligence and talent won

his favor, and he usually paid great attention to nurturing this promising talent. The two had always had a very good relationship, and Ashi

even recognized the old man as her "godfather." The old man also doted on Ashi, often giving her individual tutoring, sometimes

until very late without him minding.

That evening, after her tutoring session, on her way back to her dormitory from the practice room, Ashi ran into

the . "Hello! Thank you for saving me last time. If there's anything I can do to help you, please don't hesitate to ask,"

Ashi greeted him warmly. The boy stammered, "Ah, hello! Is what you said true

?

I happen to have something I need help with."

"Really!?" Ashi was delighted. "That's great! I hope I won't cause you any trouble~"

"I'd like to ask you to be my model. I hope you won't refuse."

"Of course not!" Ashi readily agreed.

As the boy entered her studio, Ashi sat down in front of the easel,

smiling . "What pose do you want me to strike?" she asked.

"I...I want to draw a figure sketch, so...so..." the boy blushed, unable to finish.

Ashi was startled, regretting her quick agreement. Anxious, she remained silent,

her mind racing, trying to figure out how to refuse this unreasonable request.

Then, the boy mustered his courage and said, "So you have to be completely naked! That's your promise,

and I'm your savior!"

Ashi blushed deeply. "What?! I have to strip naked! But...I did promise to help

him!" she thought, almost bursting into tears. "What should I do?!"

the boy continued. "You have to keep your promise, and this is a sacrifice for art

! You, who dream of becoming a star, don't you have the awareness to sacrifice for art? I promise I won't

do anything inappropriate to you!" "

Ashi listened and slowly nodded, murmuring, 'Okay, but you can't

look at me when I take off my clothes.'

'Okay!' The boy turned his face away. Ashi took off her dance shoes, stockings, dress, and

the bow in her hair, then removed her bra and panties, and sat naked on the wooden chair.

'Okay, you can turn your head... now...' Ashi blushed.

The boy stared at Ashi's snow-white skin, her firm breasts, and her pink vulva, his blood boiling and

his heart racing.

'Please open your thighs a little,' the boy said.

Ashi slowly opened her tightly closed legs, revealing her vulva.

'Good, then use your fingers to spread your labia.'

Ashi felt both ashamed and angry, thinking, 'How can I ask someone to do such a thing!?' But thinking that this

was a sacrifice for art and to repay her benefactor, she still complied.

'Then use your other hand to pinch your right breast and forcefully push it out!'" "

Ah Shi then pinched her right breast with her left hand, forcing the nipple until it swelled.

After several attempts, the boy finally began to draw, but he didn't seem to be drawing; he was admiring Ah Shi's

naked body and her lewd actions. Suddenly, he strode towards Ah Shi and pinched her right breast: 'Squeeze it bigger! Bigger

!'

'It hurts!' Ah Shi immediately resisted, but she was immediately grabbed by the boy's other hand, while

the hand pinching her right breast began to rub it vigorously.

'No, no... ah... ah!' Ah Shi struggled desperately, but the boy pressed her labia against his hand.

Thud! In the struggle, the wooden chair tipped over, and the two collapsed to the ground. Ah Shi picked up her bra and panties and tried

to run away, but the boy held her thighs tightly, preventing her from moving. The boy climbed up Ah Shi's legs and then

pressed his entire body against her.

'Ouch... ah!'" "Ashi's vagina was poked hard by the boy's finger. Luckily, she dodged in time,

otherwise her hymen would have been broken! Ashi pushed the boy away with all her might and ran away, finally escaping

danger .

Three months passed quickly, and everything had long since returned to normal. Today is Sunday, and Ashi has been invited to her '

godfather's ' house. After lunch, her godfather asked Ashi to dance 'The Girls of Thebes' for him,

and Ashi agreed without hesitation. After the dance, he said to Ashi, 'You are like the moon in the sky, like

the fragrant orchid in the breeze, like the lotus in the pond, and even more like the dancing fairy, hanging down thousands of beautiful ribbons, releasing tens of millions

of enchanting fantasies...' Hearing such enthusiastic praise, Ashi couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Suddenly, Ashi felt something was wrong: 'I wonder if it's because I've been so focused on practicing lately and haven't rested enough...'"

"What's wrong? Godfather, I'm a little dizzy."

The old man said, "It's alright, you'll be fine after a rest." He led Ashi to the guest room, "You should

rest ."

Ashi felt a bit dizzy and couldn't hold on any longer, so she lay down on the bed.

Godfather sat on the edge of the bed with concern and said, "Would you like me to give you a massage?"

Ashi was clearly starting to feel a little confused and felt sore all over. "Ah... um, um."

The old man gently rubbed Ashi's back with his hands, and she felt a little better, and the fatigue of the past few days seemed to be

disappearing. Unconsciously, Godfather's hand had reached under her armpit. Suddenly, "Godfather" covered Ashi's

breasts with his hands and pressed his lips to her fragrant little mouth. He greedily sucked on the girl's rich fragrance and said,

"Shi! I love you! I hate that I wasn't born later, to be with such a smart and talented masterpiece of God like you!" "

Ashi tried to resist, but all her strength seemed to have been drained, leaving her powerless. Like a helpless

lamb, she lay pitifully on the bed, waiting for the old lecher to slaughter her.

'Don't even think about resisting. The soup you drank earlier was drugged. You'll be weak and listless for a while,'

the old man lewdly chuckled.

He took off Ashi's dancing shoes and sniffed her flesh-colored stockings repeatedly with his nose, like a

decrepit old dog.

'Ah...no, no...godfather...' Ashi cried out in terror.

'Smells good! So good! This is the scent of a young girl!' After sniffing Ashi's legs, the old man immediately and swiftly

tore off her dress, bra, and panties, tearing the stockings into large holes. Then,

he manipulated her according to a pornographic video, making her perform various lewd poses.

Ashi was powerless and cried out in despair, 'Help! Help!'" "Her naked body was fully exposed to the old man's

eyes.

The old man was extremely perverted. He began to lick Ashi's snow-white thighs with his tongue, then licked her anus,

pink mons pubis, round and full buttocks, slender jade legs, and then to the tender white

breasts adorned with red agate. He even gently bit her nipples a few times, like a child suckling milk.

"Hmm...hmm...my goddaughter's breasts taste really good, hmm, ah." The old man was extremely intoxicated.

Ashi felt extremely humiliated, but she was helpless and could only let him do as he pleased.

Finally, the old man licked Ashi's entire body, then turned her over so that her buttocks were facing upwards.

"A young girl's skin is so smooth! How beautiful her buttocks are!" the old man said involuntarily. As he spoke,

he grabbed Ashi's buttocks forcefully.

"Ah! Hey...ah! Let me go! ...ah!" "Ashi cried out.

The old man spread Ashi's buttocks apart and brought his nose close to smell the fragrance of Ashi's anus!

"Ah! Fragrant, fragrant, fragrant... Sister's buttocks smell so good!" Above the anus was a curved section with a light red

slit, which was Ashi's virgin vulva.

The old man used his fingers to open the slit and stared wide-eyed at Ashi's vagina, where the hymen was still intact.

"Ah... Hey... Ah! Don't do this... Ah!" Ashi's labia were being scraped by the old man's fingernails, and

tears streamed down her face from the pain.

"Bang!" Someone burst into the room, and Ashi immediately looked over with eyes full of hope,

only to find that it was the boy who had tried to rape her last time.

The old man said, "Grandson, let's share this beauty together!"

The boy grinned lewdly, "I couldn't be happier!"

The boy forcefully spread Ashi's legs wide and said, "Grandpa, hurry up and do it!" The perverted

old man picked up a gleaming pair of scissors, his eyes fixed on Ashi's

pitiful , a twisted smile on his face.

"You...what are you going to do?! No! I don't want to lose myself like this!" Ashi's face turned pale

, her lips white.

"Ah!!!" A piercing scream rang out as the old man

brutally Bright red virgin blood splattered out! Drops fell

on her sparse, glossy pubic hair, her tightly closed anus, and onto the old man's hideous face.

The old man stuck out his tongue, licking the virgin blood clean from the corner of his mouth, praising, "Delicious, delicious!" "

Then, the boy forcefully opened Ashi's vulva to its widest extent. Even with her labia minora closed, they couldn't seal her

pitiful, tender vagina. A fleshy hole opened in her alluring, glistening flower bud, glistening with gushing lustful juices.

The old man raised his black, festering penis and emptied it all in one gulp!

"Ah!" "...Due to insufficient vaginal lubrication, Ashi was almost penetrated to the point of having her labia reversed!

The boy released his hands from Ashi's spread legs, helped her up, and then made her spread her legs wide,

sitting on . The old man covered Ashi's tender buttocks with his hands, spread his legs and placed them on her waist, then

inserted his penis into Ashi's vagina, continuing to thrust back and forth.

The boy was not to be outdone; he spread his legs from behind Ashi, sandwiching her legs between them, and thrust his penis directly into

Ashi's equally virgin anus, while his hands tightly grasped her two snow-white breasts, forcefully pounding, shaking,

and kneading them.

Ashi was attacked from both front and back at the same time, her breasts and buttocks were also being squeezed, and for a moment she cried out in pain: "Ah...

ah...ah...ah!" "At the same time, her private parts began to flow with fluid, warmly soaking the old man's large penis.

The old man thrust harder and harder, feeling the two large breasts in his hands swell,

the nipples between his fingers hardening, and many small bumps appearing in the areolas. He felt his lust surge and began to thrust wildly

behind !

Ashi felt her breasts throbbing, her anus burning with pain, and her vagina itching. Attacked from both ends,

she groaned with great difficulty: 'Ah...ah...no, no...ah!' Ashi's face was flushed, sweat was soaking her

, her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, she was panting, and blood was still flowing from her vulva.

'Grandpa, let's switch!' the boy suggested.

'Okay!' The two quickly switched positions and continued to defile Ashi's body.

The boy rubbed his glans against Ashi's clitoris, making her 'Ah...ah!'" "She screamed,

her juices flowing freely, her labia majora and minora swollen and tightly closed, a tingling, electric-like pleasure coursing through her body!

The boy then used his tongue to lick open Ashi's tender labia majora and minora, and then inserted his penis into Ashi's vagina!

"Ah!!!" Ashi's vagina had just been penetrated by the old man, and now it was being penetrated by the boy, so it

hurt a lot !

The old man, being old, didn't dare to play with her anus, so he used his hand to poke and tease Ashi's pubic hair.

Suddenly, Ashi cried out, "Ah!!..." It turned out the old man had plucked a few fine hairs from beside her labia ! Not satisfied, the old man used his other hand to pluck Ashi's armpit hair, pulling out another small

handful. Ashi cried out in pain, "Mommy!"

Then the boy, still squeezing Ashi's large nipples with both hands, pressed his palms against her breasts. After plucking her pubic hair for a while,

the old man felt tired and shared Ashi's breasts with his grandson. Each of them covered one of her

breasts tightly with their hands, then squeezed and rubbed it between their palms. Ashi's nipples

felt like they were being electrocuted. "Ah, ah, ah... sigh," she moaned.

Suddenly, the boy's body shuddered, and he ejaculated. Ashi shuddered, releasing her vaginal fluid, completing the intercourse.

The boy and the old man laid Ashi face-up on the bed, pulling at her nipples and plucking

her pubic hair with both hands, while simultaneously licking her pink vulva with both tongues, causing Ashi to leak fluid again. The boy used the tip of his tongue

to lift the upper part of her vulva, revealing Ashi's untouched urethra.

"Grandpa, come and see, where is this?"

The old man squinted, peering closely. A tiny red opening appeared at the center of her tender pink

vulva , above a vagina slowly dripping with vaginal fluid.

"Hmm, this is where the little girl pees, what's medically called the urethra," the old man said, sniffing the area

with an air of authority.

Ashi, feeling deeply humiliated by this examination of her most private area, began to sob softly.

Suddenly, the boy inserted his finger into her poor urethra!

Ashi's body convulsed, her pupils dilated, and her fluids flowed uncontrollably, causing her breasts to swell even more!

She screamed, "Ah! Ah! Ah... Oh... Ah... Don't... touch me there... Don't... put it in

my pee place!"

"Ah—!" Another scream rang out as the old man plucked out a large clump of Ashi's pubic hair.

The old man used Ashi's pubic hair to tease her swollen nipples, which began to harden and lengthen,

and fleshy bumps began to appear in the areolas, which grew harder with each touch. When he stopped teasing, Ashi's nipples

slowly returned to their original state, but as soon as he touched them again, the lovely nipples would immediately become erect again.

The old man grabbed the erect nipple, put it in his mouth, and gently bit it, making the nipple even harder. Ashi

felt a ticklish, uncomfortable sensation in her nipple.

"Ah... Oh... Ah!" The boy had already reinserted his penis into Ashi's vagina and said, "Want to play some more?"

Ashi shook her head in pain.

"Who gave you the right to say you don't want to play anymore?!" The boy inserted his fingers into Ashi's urethra while simultaneously thrusting

his penis into her vagina, his other hand penetrating her anus—a three-

pronged

attack. Meanwhile, the old man wasn't idle either, shoving his penis into Ashi's last hole—her cherry-like mouth from which she groaned in pain. The two, grandfather and grandson, worked in rhythm, each thrust eliciting a muffled scream from Ashi: "

Ah!......" "

Ah !..." "Ah!..." "Ya...!" "Ya !!!" "Ah ... "No! No!!! It hurts, it hurts so much! No... Ah... No!!" Ashi pleaded desperately, but her pubic hair was still pulled up, lifting the skin of her entire vulva. Her labia majora and minora were also stretched long . Whether it was because of the pain or the stimulation, milky white vaginal fluid gushed out from her deformed labia and vagina like a burst dam! The lower body of a beautiful young girl was being tortured like this, which would arouse any man who saw it! "Hmph!" The old man used all his strength to pull hard, and Ashi let out a miserable scream, "Ah! …………!!!" All her pubic hair was pulled out, and her vulva was red and swollen, the warm and bulging mons pubis and the skin of her labia majora and minora were torn. Blood kept seeping from the hairless pores and the injured skin... Ashi's eyes were tightly closed, enduring inexplicable pain, and tears of shame flowed freely . The boy continued his rhythmic thrusting, and Ashi slowly began to scream in rhythm, "Ah, ah, ah ah!" The old man carefully put away the large clump of pubic hair in a brocade box, laughing, "Oh , another perfect trophy!" He carefully put the box away, then asked the semi-conscious Ashi, "How about I prick your nipples with a needle?" Ashi naturally refused, immediately shaking her head. The old man pressed her several more times, but Ashi still shook her head. Suddenly, the old man said, "How about I don't prick your nipples with a needle?" This time, Ashi instinctively shook her head again. The old man was overjoyed, as if he had succeeded, "You promised! You promised!" The old man immediately took out a needle and stabbed it into Ashi's large nipple! "Ah!!!" Ashi felt a sharp pain in her nipple! Blood flowed from her nipple, dripping onto her flawless white breast skin , like a touch of red in the snow! After pricking one nipple, the old man moved on to the other. This time, the needle pierced through the nipple completely, coming out from the other end. "Ah, um!" This time, Ashi only let out a muffled groan. Firstly, because she had already suffered so much torture that her voice was almost hoarse; secondly, because the previous inhuman abuse had pushed her pain tolerance to a new level. After repeatedly pricking each of her nipples more than twenty times with another needle, the old man grinned and said, "Comfortable, my little beauty?" Hearing this, Ashi wanted nothing more than to kill this perverted "godfather" immediately, but she was completely powerless and being attacked from three angles by the boy, leaving her helpless and at his mercy. In the end, Ashi was tortured from 2 pm until 9 am the next morning, being violated more than ten times by the two beastly grandfather and grandson . After a day worse than death, her dream of becoming a star shattered. (Chapter 47 of Campus Romance: A girl's first time, of course, happens on campus. People say that campus is the most romantic place, but even if I felt a little romance at the time, it was many years later. I didn't think it was a wonderful encounter at all.) It was a Friday. My little sister was different from everyone else. While her classmates went to watch movies, videos, and dances in small groups...

Instead, I grabbed my bag and went to study.

I went to the largest lecture hall, which was quite crowded, contrary to my usual behavior—

I don't like crowded places. But perhaps because it was the weekend, my behavior was somewhat strange. I found a seat

in the last row and then took another seat next to it to put my things down.

About half an hour later, I glanced up and saw some more students entering the

classroom . Among them was a fair-skinned man, tall and handsome, whose gaze quickly locked onto me.

He should have been the prince charming I'd fantasized about a thousand times, but when he stared at me,

the naive girl lowered her head. For some reason, she suddenly felt very nervous and

had a bad feeling.

He sat down in a seat two or three rows in front of me. I found my heart starting to pound, because

every time I looked up, I found him staring at me. After a while, I lost all interest in reading and quickly and secretly put my things

away. I glanced at him; thankfully, he hadn't turned his head yet. I hurried towards the back door not far away.

Once outside the building, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, a hand grabbed my wrist from behind. I turned around and saw

it was him.

His eyes gleamed in the night: "Hello!" he said loudly.

I turned to leave. But he gripped my hand even tighter: "Do you believe in love at first sight? The moment I first

saw you, I knew you were destined to be my girlfriend."

I felt my face flush instantly.

He didn't give me a chance to speak before pulling me into his arms, pressing his lips to mine, and starting to kiss me.

My mind was a complete blank. How could this be? It was practically broad daylight! This was the

busiest , surrounded by hundreds of

bicycles belonging to students coming to the night school upstairs, and we were standing under a streetlamp. I couldn't believe there could be such a rude person in the world.

As I struggled, he seemed to regain a little sobriety and said, "Let's go somewhere else."

His tone was suggestive, but he remained obstinate, ignoring my protests. He picked me up and strode away

.

I could have screamed, at least, but at the time, I felt ashamed to do such a thing.

I would be a loss of dignity, so I refused to ask any passersby for assistance.

He went to the lawn, placed me behind a holly bush, and pressed his heavy body against me, followed by

a frenzied kiss that left me breathless.

Even so, I had no recollection of what happened afterward; I only felt violated.

A while , something even more terrifying happened. He slipped one hand under my skirt and pulled my underwear down to my knees

. I was shocked and furious, repeatedly cursing "Get out! Get out!" Taking advantage of a moment when he was distracted, I

pulled my underwear back up . We pulled and pulled like this repeatedly.

Finally, he lost his patience and decisively said, "Come to my place." He pulled me up, then wrapped his arm around my

waist and dragged me out of the garden. He was so strong I felt like my toes weren't even touching the ground.

Once outside the garden, I was incredibly embarrassed. I figured passersby would think we were a

couple deeply in love.

I lowered my head and stopped resisting. I figured what he could do to me; he was a student, not

a thug . Once outside the school gate, he immediately shoved me into a taxi. He stopped after less than two minutes—apparently,

his school was so close!

He continued to hold me, like a lover, and led me to the third floor of a student dormitory building. The last

dormitory room was inexplicably empty, with some bunk beds and other miscellaneous items, as if it had just

been emptied.

He made me sit on the wooden bed and said, "Wait here for a bit, I'll go get something."

Then I said something incredibly unique that no fool would say: "How long are you going to be gone?

Are

n't you afraid I'll run away?"

He paused for a moment and said, "Well, I didn't think of that." He looked around the room, then picked up

a roll of packing straps. By the time I realized what was happening, it was too late. He used the straps to tie my wrists and then fastened them to

the iron railing at the head of the bed.

I had never suffered such humiliation before, and tears immediately streamed down my face. He saw this

and suddenly panicked, saying, "I can't let you go. I like you so much. Just bear with it for now, I'll come back later

and kowtow to you to apologize." Then he left.

My adventurous and fearless nature had finally gotten me into trouble. I had never been

manipulated before, but now I had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen. I couldn't guess what it was, and I really

didn't want to think about the word "rape."

A few minutes later, he brought back two blankets and some toilet paper and the like. He laid one blanket flat on

one of beds and covered it with the other. Then he untied me, turned on the light, picked me up and put me in the blanket,

then pressed his weight down on me as if I were on a lawn.

This time he didn't hold back; I was quickly stripped naked, and he undressed himself too. He pressed his chest

tightly against mine, kissing me passionately, his hands moving downwards in fear.

"When did you get your period?" he asked.

"Just finished today," I whispered.

"Then it's okay. Ever heard of 'three days before and four days after'?"

"What?" " I

'll explain later."

I was surprised to find that I seemed to have adapted to his intimacy in no time, because I felt his chest rubbing

against me comfortably, and his passion, as if trying to glue our bodies together, infected me. But his

hard thing kept pressing against me, which frightened me. When he inserted his fingers into my vagina, I was

terrified and quickly said, "No..." He ignored me, continuing to press against me and exploring.

I heard him panting as he asked me, "Where? Tell me."

"Where what?"

"Don't play dumb, you don't know your own."

"I don't know what you're talking about, ouch..." I suddenly felt a sharp pain down there, and tried to push him away, but

I heard him excitedly say, "That's it!" Then, without hesitation, he thrust in.

I felt something being torn apart down there, and the pain brought tears to my eyes. Then I felt

something huge enter my body.

"It's over," I thought to myself. I felt the worst had happened, and it was too late.

"Does it hurt? I'll be gentler," he said, stopping his movements. I felt a little better; it was swollen down there,

but since he stopped thrusting, the pain subsided. I was still desperate and didn't know what to do.

I thought about how many opportunities I had to escape, but I hadn't. I thought he was just a student,

not a criminal, but what difference did it make?

Thinking this, I couldn't help but sob. He wiped away my tears and said, "Don't cry, darling, I

'll be good to you." Hearing these words, which I initially thought were vulgar, made me cry even harder.

After a while, the pain turned into a slightly comfortable feeling that I couldn't quite describe. He seemed unable to resist

moving again, thrusting two or three times. Suddenly, though I didn't want to admit it, it was a

feeling I longed for—like a small animal jumping inside me, and then the swollen feeling disappeared.

This comfortable feeling made me instinctively hug him tightly. When I realized I had hugged him first, I felt

incredibly ashamed.

I heard him say, "I'm so stupid, I'll definitely make you feel good next time." Then he slumped against me,

took my hand, and pressed it to his forehead. I was surprised to find that his forehead was covered in sweat, and when I touched his back

, I found it was wet too. Then I felt something flowing out of my vagina.

I felt a throbbing pain down there, and I reached for my clothes, but he stopped me.

"I need to go to the toilet," I said.

"Wait here, I'll get you a basin."

"No."

"Then what should I do?"

"I want to go back."

"No. Either I get you a basin, or... you go to the men's room. Ours on the third floor is broken, you have to

go to the second floor. I'll stand guard for you. You choose."

I chose to go to the men's room. When we got to the second floor, he looked around and saw that no one was there, so he let me in. I felt

a mix of pleasure and

pain down there. I grabbed the roll of toilet paper and wiped myself, noticing a tiny trace of blood. Even though it was just a small amount,

it was enough to make me see it immediately. With my meager common sense, I knew my hymen

was gone . I felt utterly hopeless.

Just then, I heard someone outside the door say, "You idiot, did you even look before barging in? This is the women's restroom!"

"What? There's a women's restroom here? What are you doing standing here?"

"..."

I realized my predicament; this wasn't a place to linger. Once it quieted down outside, I peeked

out and , finding no one else, grabbed his hand and fled for my life to the third floor.

Back on the bed, I was heartbroken and disillusioned. I didn't move as he took off my clothes again. In the darkness,

he didn't seem to notice my distress, still pressing himself against me passionately, showering me with kisses. He grabbed my

hand and tried to touch his penis. I felt something hard and rough and quickly pulled my hand back.

When he begged me to touch it again, I refused.

"I want to see you, can I turn on the light?" he said.

"No. If you turn on the light, I'll jump out the window."

"Okay then." He started touching my genitals.

This time he entered smoothly, and I thought it would be excruciatingly painful, so I shuddered. But

the second time there was only a slight pain, and when he was all the way in, I felt a comfortable feeling of fullness in my vagina.

He started slowly, then got faster and faster. I felt very wet down there, and at the same time the burning sensation

gradually decreased, while the pleasure quickly increased—but I felt ashamed of this feeling.

"Hold me tight," he said, his movements getting faster and faster. "I love you, sister!"

My heart felt like it had been stabbed by something. I found that I also wanted to say "I love you" to this scoundrel.

I didn't know what was wrong with me; I had never said those words to anyone before. I held back and remained silent.

To my surprise, I found myself involuntarily holding him tighter, my body unconsciously responding

to his thrusts.

Later, my consciousness blurred, and I felt like I was flying. As his movements became faster and faster,

I secretly hoped he would go even faster and more violently.

I heard my own moans, which I had never heard before, mingling with his heavy breathing, and I enjoyed

the feeling of his sweat dripping onto my forehead.

When he mumbled "I, I...", I felt that "little animal"

jumping and thrashing inside my vagina again. This time, I clearly felt something being injected into my body. I felt like I

was going to lose control. I had never been so excited before. I couldn't breathe, and my teeth itched to bite him. My

nails dug into his flesh, as if I wanted to tear him apart.

A tidal wave swept over me. At that moment, I seemed to forget who I was, only clinging tightly to

his body, wanting to become one with him.

"Oh, I love you!" He collapsed onto my body, panting heavily. I felt that hard thing inside me

gradually soften. I then realized that he was completely soaked, and the blankets were covered in sweat. I continued to hold

him, and as I regained some clarity, I suddenly felt a deep sadness. How could I have done this?

He soon fell into a deep sleep. I looked at him, a flicker of disgust crossing my mind; the pleasure I had felt earlier

vanished completely. I quietly got up, dressed, looked at the table by the window, sat down,

opened the window, and let my feet dangle outside.

I thought maybe I should jump. The third floor, I calculated; perhaps I'd only end up crippled, which would

be worse than death. Maybe I should go to that 20-story building tomorrow. I heard that if you fall from a high building, you're stunned in mid-air

and don't feel pain upon landing. Thinking this, I don't know how much time passed, when suddenly two arms grabbed

me from behind and dragged me off the table.

"What are you doing?" he said.

My tears started flowing again.

"I'll take responsibility for you. We'll get married after we graduate."

"I don't want to take responsibility for you," I said coldly.

He laughed: "I'll take you out tomorrow."

He pressed me back onto the bed, but we didn't make love again. He didn't go to sleep either, but he

wouldn't .

"Don't worry, I won't die. It's not worth it for you."

"That's the right way to think." He grinned.

In the morning, when I was about to leave, he insisted that I eat breakfast first. He went to the cafeteria and brought back a large bowl of milk and a piece of

cake

.

I had stayed up all night and was indeed hungry, so I didn't insist on not eating his food.

He, however, didn't eat, but just watched me eat and tried to force me to finish everything.

Finally, when I couldn't eat anymore, he did a good deed by eating what I left.

After that, he went through everything in my bag like a rogue: my student ID, library card, wallet,

every book, and every pen.

"Are you doing a survey?" I said lazily.

"To tell you the truth, I don't need to see your student ID. I already know who you are. I've been watching you for a long time,"

he said smugly.

"Oh, really?" I was stunned. It was a conspiracy.

When I left him, I didn't expect to see him again. But on Saturday night, he came again,

shouting my name downstairs in my dormitory. I rushed downstairs, and although I was shorter than him,

I used my longer arms to slap him several times.

"As long as you feel better," he said nonchalantly. "After you're done, come with me."

To prevent him from holding me hostage, I agreed to go with him, but I wouldn't let him touch me on the way. He made a

face . We went to his empty dorm again, but this time he didn't force me to have sex. Instead, he brought out a guitar and

sang his terribly bad "original rock" songs for me.

A month passed. Although I never admitted it, I had already accepted him as my boyfriend. He was very

well-behaved, bringing food to our dorm, and my roommates were always willing to help him. He didn't mention marriage again, and

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe I was still young then; "marriage" was a shameful word for me. I always felt that he would

definitely be my husband someday, but that was many years later. I thought about it. He was good-looking, kind to me,

and a little bad at studying, but at least he didn't wear glasses. The more I thought about it, the more lenient I became, so I stopped dreaming about him.

On my birthday, I didn't even remember it. After class, I went out and found a secluded classroom to

study .

When I got back to the dorm, it was already 9 pm. At first, I didn't think anything was wrong, but when I got to the door, I noticed the lights

were off, even though it seemed quite lively inside. The dorm door was wide open—that's always the style in our dorm. I

was about to turn on the light when one of my roommates said, "Don't bother, the power's out."

So I gave up. I found that he wasn't the only guy sitting on my bed; I later learned they were all his classmates, and my

roommates were excitedly chatting with them.

Then one of them said, "It's too dark, let's light candles." Then there was the sound of a lighter,

and a ring of candles around a large cake on the table was lit, and at the same time, they sang "Happy Birthday" to me.

When they told me that there wasn't actually a power outage, I felt really stupid; I should have noticed sooner. It was only when

I saw that more than one dorm room was dark that I became confused. My roommates told me that they had

been knocking on doors on our floor, even calling people "good sister" to get their cooperation. That night ,

when I saw his face in the candlelight, and he looked at me too, I think my expression was

the most tender I'd had in all those days. That night, our feelings reached their peak.

After eating the cake, we went our separate ways, and we made love wildly on campus, almost running through every

secluded spot, moving to a different place after each encounter.

During this time, I was both hopelessly immersed in our sex life and tormented by feelings of depravity and

guilt feeling like I wanted to die but couldn't. One day, I told myself I was going to start a new life. To

break up with him, I said the most hurtful things, and I discovered I had a knack for understanding his psychology so I could

say the most provocative things to him. I even found another boyfriend with lightning speed, to show him off.

Sometimes I think back to the evening we broke up. The day before, I finally convinced him to stop harassing me, and

I felt incredibly relieved and comfortable. But I'm easily sentimental and nostalgic, so I went to his campus

to reminisce about the places we'd spent together.

On the way back, it started to rain, and I walked in the rain, contemplating the new life that was about to begin. The rain was pouring down,

and suddenly an umbrella sheltered me. I turned around and saw him standing behind me, looking utterly dejected.

"What does he have that I don't? Tell me!" he shouted.

Now I understood why people say some men are incredibly foolish. I said, "Whether he's good

or bad has nothing to do with you. I was with him for your sake, and now I'm bored too. The show's over."

"Is there really no hope...?"

I nodded, noticing his hair was already soaked with rain, and said sarcastically, "I'm not afraid of the rain.

You can keep the umbrella."

I walked away under his umbrella, thinking he would chase after me, as before, so I quickened

my pace . After a few steps, I looked back at my "enemy" and saw him still standing there, motionless, his umbrella still

covering the spot where I had stood, and he was completely drenched.

Two years later, he graduated. I received a note in my mailbox saying that an "old friend" was

graduating and hoped to see him before graduation.

I ignored it, because thinking of him still made me feel a little ashamed. I was excited about his graduation, which

perhaps meant he would disappear from my life completely. Only long afterward, when I

looked back, did I realize that the experience was, in some way, a treasure. It was

after I came to understand that "sex is not evil. "

A girl's first time may not be perfect, but it can teach me a lot. December 6th, Campus Spring Affairs, Chapter 48: The beautiful female teacher

Zhang Limin was a new teacher assigned to our school. From the first day she arrived, her beauty

made the boys in our school "look on with bated breath."

Naturally beautiful, with flowing hair, a pretty face, and a curvaceous

figure, she had a pure and lovely appearance. She always wore bright lipstick, and whether she wore a tight skirt or a suit,

her high breasts always made people's hearts flutter. Adding to this, she had the air of a flight attendant, beautiful yet

clever , gentle yet occasionally playful. From the first moment I saw her, I was determined to win her heart.

The opportunity finally arrived. It was a Saturday, and everyone was packing their things to go home. I mobilized myself...

I was riding my beloved motorcycle, ready to unleash my pent-up emotions in the rushing traffic. Racing is my hobby;

I love the thrill of speed. Just outside the school gate, I saw a familiar figure at the taxi stand across the

street. It was her waiting. Seizing the opportunity, I twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle traced a beautiful arc, gracefully stopping in front of her.

"Hello, teacher, can I give you a ride?" I offered.

"Of course, if it doesn't take up too much of your time." She looked down at my motorcycle and said, "This motorcycle is beautiful;

I noticed it a while ago."

"Really? Then you can experience it today." I smiled at her face, which was evenly powdered

.

"Okay, thank you." She got on my motorcycle. As she helped me onto the bike, I

smelled the fragrance of her hair, and my eyes caught a glimpse of her full, white breasts supported by a white lace bra through the open neckline of her top

.

"Where to?"

"Do you know the North Compound of the Municipal Party Committee?"

"Yes, sit tight." As I said this, I released the clutch. I felt her hand gently supporting my waist.

I wasn't in a hurry and drove onto the elevated road. Since there were no traffic lights, the speed increased. Her hand

tightened on my waist. The elevated road was a paradise for motorcyclists. Motorcycles roared past from time to time, and every rider

turned around to look at us with lustful eyes. "Wow, teacher, you get so many stares!"

"Don't joke around. Just call me Limin. We're about the same age..."

"Yes, ma'am. Let's race them then..." I interrupted her.

"Okay, let me test your driving skills! Oh..." Before she could finish speaking, I suddenly

accelerated "So cool!" she whispered in my ear. Encouraged, I zipped through the traffic like a fish,

sometimes speeding overtaken, sometimes braking sharply and swerving...

"You look so cool riding!" Her soft red lips brushed against my ear

, her breath filling my nostrils. My penis couldn't help but stir. Just then, her hand moved down, and when it touched

my erection, she shuddered. She then hugged my waist tightly, pressing her full breasts against

my back. My erection became even more aroused, pressing against her arm. She gently stroked it through my

pants and then grabbed it. My penis was throbbing, and the motorcycle sped out of the city like a wild wolf. The

sun set over the long river. After leaving the city, I drove Limin to the Yellow River Scenic Area and stopped at the "Listening to the Waves Pavilion" on Mangshan Mountain

.

Limin got out of the car and looked at me with her mischievous big eyes. "You're not a good student!"

I gently put one arm around her slender waist and stroked her upturned buttocks with the other. Then I pressed her lower abdomen

against my erect penis. "I'm sorry, Limin, it's because you're so beautiful that I got lost."

She blinked her big eyes shyly and looked at me provocatively. Two red clouds rose on her face,

more beautiful than the clouds in the sky. I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss her tender red lips...

"Mmm..." Limin let out a warbling sound and stood on tiptoe to offer her fragrant tongue to my mouth. Our tongues

intertwined, and her saliva had a delicate fragrance like pear blossoms.

At this moment, stars hung low over the vast plains, the moon surged in the great river, and the landscape was like a painting. I didn't know if I was intoxicated by

the picturesque scenery or by Limin's charming gentleness. Limin's breathing became heavier as my devilish hands

unbuttoned her suit and shirt, reaching into her bra to play with her smooth, warm breasts. Limin's hands,

in ecstasy, grasped my penis, rubbing it up and down. I cupped her beautiful face in my hands, kissed her, and

pressed her head down. She understood and knelt at my feet, looking up at me with her beautiful eyes, then opened her mouth

and bit my zipper...

Limin's slender fingers massaged up and down my fingers ... Embedded in her beautiful hair, she smiled sweetly, her fingers

quickening the rubbing motion. A tingling sensation shot through my penis, and my glans swelled, exploring her red lips.

Suddenly, a warm feeling washed over me. Li Min bent down, opened her bright red cherry lips, and took my glans into her

mouth…

I greedily savored Li Min's pretty face and small mouth, her red lips sweetly kissing and her tongue sweetly

licking … The snow-white skin and high breasts exposed from her neckline tempted my desire. It was an incredibly erotic

scene. My penis trembled and swelled, spitting out clear saliva, which mixed with her

saliva and coated my shaft with each thrust of her red lips. Her fair fingers, like playing a piano or a flute, pressed and squeezed, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy

, sending a warm, wet, alluring sensation into my throbbing member. A surge of tenderness welled up within me, and I

tightly embraced her delicate neck…

Limin affectionately sucked on my penis, gently teasing the deep sulcus with her tongue…

I felt an excitement coursing through my spine to my head. As I thrust rhythmically, I lifted her chin.

She seemed to know my intentions, sensing the change in her mouth. Leaning forward, she parted her red lips slightly and took

me completely inside, her hands simultaneously moving beneath me. "Oh…" "Limin! You're sucking me to death!"

I watched my glans slide in and out of her rose-petal-like mouth and her angelic face, excitedly grabbing

her waterfall-like long hair and letting my glans delve deep into her throat. Limin swallowed and spit even more vigorously, and I

desperately tried to control myself... It changed, it got thicker, it got harder... Her red lips were hot and burning... Her tongue

was fast and agile...

My waist moved faster and faster, and the tip of her tongue roamed over my most sensitive spot. I knew that a storm was about to

break . "I'm coming!"

She nodded, and I roared, ejaculating in her mouth for the first and second time. On the third thrust,

I ejaculated on Limin's delicate face, which was covered in foundation, and then thrust into her mouth again. She tenderly wrapped my

glans around it until I ejaculated the last drop of semen before cleaning my cannon and spitting out her red lips.

"You're a bad guy!" Thick, white semen slid from her cheeks and the corners of her mouth down to her chest. My heart pounded wildly.

Looking at Limin under the starlight, she possessed a hazy beauty. I lovingly pulled her into my arms again. "Limin, you're

so amazing!"

I rubbed her breasts while wiping the semen off her face with a tissue. Limin shyly pressed her burning face

against my chest, silently expressing her affection.

My hand slipped under her skirt. "Wow, you little vixen, you're getting horny..."

I held out my hand to show her. Limin grabbed me and sealed my lips with hers, cold and scented with my semen.

Her hand was still caressing my exposed penis. "Brother Xiaoyi, I want you!"

"Limin, I want you too!" I took off her panties, got on the motorcycle, and before she could understand what was going on,

I lifted her up and placed her in front of me. My hand held her buttocks, and I used the head of my penis to spread her labia .

She squinted her eyes, her vision blurred with intoxication, and I thrust my entire penis into her tight vagina...

"Oh! Brother Xiaoyi..." Her hair swung back, and her chin was held high. At this moment, I

started . The evening wind blew her hair into my mouth and lifted her short skirt...

Limin was like a beautiful octopus coiled around me, and her little mouth below was also playing with my

big penis, "Mmm... Oh..." With the bumps of the mountain road, we made love deeply and shallowly. Limin

licked my strong pectoral muscles while moaning passionately. My thick glans savored her tender

vagina and her rhythmic contractions.

The Yellow River State Guest House stands majestically amidst the greenery on the outskirts of Zhengzhou, connected to the rolling hills

of Beiman Mountain. Its stunning scenery, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, is unparalleled. It was where President Xi Jinping stayed during his inspection of the Yellow River. Under the bright moon and starlight,

I embraced Limin as we ascended the steps. "Limin, shall we spend the night here?"

"Yes, Yi-gege and I, in love amidst the hustle and bustle of the world..."

I chuckled, whispering in her ear, "Then, I'll devour this little beauty, and see how deep and

comfortable it is!"

"Pah, what a waste of civilization!"

As soon as we entered the room, Limin leaned against me, her breasts heaving. Her hand grasped my

still-erect penis. I placed her on the bed, lifted her skirt, and reached for the entrance to my garden.

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Her pubic hair was thick and already soaking wet. I rubbed her clitoris directly with the head of my penis. She bit her lip,

as if she was enjoying it but couldn't bear it. Just as I was about to go all the way in, she said, "Brother Yi, don't you want to admire Sister Limin?"

I was moved and straddled Limin, took off her shirt, and then removed her bra, revealing

two snow-white, round breasts with delicate pink nipples standing erect.

I held her breasts and said, "Tsk! Big boobs!" Then I knelt down and started licking her breasts.

"Oh..." Limin's body trembled slightly as if electrocuted. I teased Limin's nipples with the tip of my tongue, slowly

circling them, then licking from the outside towards the center of her pink nipples. My other hand slowly untied Limin's

tight skirt , caressing her smooth buttocks. In a few minutes, Limin was completely naked, revealing her

smooth, white body...

My tongue licked her ear, brushing aside her long hair. I already knew that was Limin's

sensitive spot. Her body trembled slightly, and she whispered, "No! Don't touch there."

But her body gradually tightened around me, our bodies pressed tightly together. My firm chest muscles pressed tightly against her

breasts, and my hands teasing her sensitive nipples further stimulated Limin's desire.

"You're so sensitive." At this point, Limin was almost unable to bear the teasing, constantly twisting her body.

My lips and hands rubbed against Limin's delicate, smooth body, stimulating her entire body. "Ah! Brother Xiaoyi

, I can't take it anymore!" Limin's whole body was burning up, and her breathing was almost

panting . My hand slowly reached between Limin's legs, and my fingers slipped into the already wet crevice. Limin suddenly

squeezed her thighs together. My fingers pressed against Limin's clitoris. Limin gasped and said, "No, no!

Brother you're so bad, you're bullying me!"

"You're right. Ever since you were assigned to this school, from the first moment I saw you, I've been dreaming about bullying you.

Not to mention when you're in class, you're like a tempting ice cream, I want to lick you until you melt!"

I said, while rubbing Limin's clitoris with my fingers.

Limin raised her buttocks high to match my advances, panting softly, "I... I noticed you...

in the yurt... Genghis Khan, I never imagined it was so... great, today I'll let you love me to your heart's content!"

"Haha, you little slut, once is too cheap for you, ten thousand times wouldn't be enough!"

Hearing my words, Limin quickly felt pleasure. She bit her bright red lower lip tightly to prevent

herself from moaning louder, but with my skillful movements, Limin felt her body becoming more and more excited,

her honey hole flowing with copious amounts of lustful fluid, making embarrassing sounds. Limin's face grew redder and redder, her body became

hotter, she spread her long, beautiful legs wide, and let out moans from her delicate mouth, her beautiful face swaying

from side to side .

"No more! Please, Brother Yi, ah! I can't take it anymore!" Before she finished speaking, her honey hole between her legs gushed

out a stream of white nectar, her eyes slightly closed as if she was enjoying this climax.

"Brother Yi, you made me so itchy inside you in the car, and now you're torturing me again, I love

you so much!"

Seeing that the time was right, I held my penis and thrust it towards Li Min's pink, wrinkled opening. She trembled, and

I immediately felt the heat of the beauty between my legs rise sharply, and her juices flowed freely. I didn't rush to thrust in, but touched

her breasts first. Her dark red nipples were already erect. I tasted the smooth skin of her breasts again. She was pressed down by me, her

beautiful black hair swaying sexy behind her head. I sucked on the bumps around her nipples while rubbing them. She

whispered in my ear, her breath sweet as orchids: "Come in quickly, Brother Yi!"

"Is that so? Call me husband!"

"Oh, ah... husband, um... husband, eat me quickly."

"Slutty wife, I'm coming!" I said, lifting her buttocks with both hands. She arched her back to meet me, grasping my big penis with her small

hands . With her left hand, I parted her labia, and I thrust hard. I heard a "plop" sound, and it smoothly

entered her body.

"Oh..." She tried not to make a sound, but still couldn't help but let out a muffled moan.

"Is it good?" I asked her deliberately.

"Mmm," she groaned softly, while simultaneously sucking hard on my glans with her uterus...

"Oh! Little slut, one more time, so intoxicating, wife!" I thrust in

and out then faster. Limin tried her best to suck on my glans with her vagina; her hole was very tight. As I thrust in and out, I

bit and kissed her slightly exposed right breast, which swayed gently with the rhythmic motion.

"Mmm...mmm...I...faster..." Limin murmured. I caressed

the inside of her long, slender thighs with my whole palm, and she squeezed her legs even tighter. I thrust in and out with each stroke to the very bottom.

"Ah..." she finally couldn't help but cry out, "Oh... I've hit your G-spot, it's contracting so fast...

Oh..." Hearing her deep yet intoxicated moans, I couldn't help but get excited and thrust even harder and deeper. " How was

my result ?" I whispered in Limin's ear, "Did you like it?" "Oh! So deep! Yours is so long and hard." Limin took a deep breath, feeling the hot glans buried deep inside her. Her tender vaginal muscles tightly gripped my hard and hot cock. As I thrust my cock, the hot pulse traveled from her honey hole straight to her brain, and Limin couldn't help but let out a lewd moan. "Ah...I...ooh...you've got me completely..." Amidst moans and groans, Limin buried her head in my chest and murmured. I wrapped my hands around the back of her knees, lifting her legs high and spreading them apart to reveal her pink, sweet vulva. At the same time, my penis thrust powerfully upwards. With each thrust, Limin let out a soul moan, her body arching high, her head arching back with her swan-like neck, her breasts flushed pink with excitement. Seduced by her alluring state, my glans throbbed, instantly doubling in size. Limin trembled with pleasure, her entire body shaking. Looking at her seductive appearance, I bit her snow-white neck, panting heavily as I endured another surge of pleasure within . Limin looked at me with a seductive gaze, reaching down to caress and play with my scrotum: "Husband...you're so capable, so thick...it's...it's hitting my cervix..." I sped up, thrusting wildly from different angles. Limin's lips parted slightly: "Husband, I love you to death. If you need anything, I'll give you anything!" "Is it comfortable? How about we change positions?" I said, putting Limin's legs down and turning her over. " I really want to fuck you from behind! You little slut." I held Limin's slender waist with both hands, pulling my thick, long penis out completely before slamming it back in. "Oh...ah...husband, I'm going to die! Oh...you're so strong...ah...be gentle... husband...good husband...fuck me to death...wife loves you so much...oh my god! You're so strong...I want you...!" Limin violently shook her head up and down, her long, black hair flying in the air, her beautiful face turning into a wanton expression. Reaching her climax, she cried out loudly without restraint , her honey hole contracting and squeezing my hot cock like a small mouth. I also thrust forward fiercely. My cock throbbed and swelled inside her. If she were my wife, I thought to myself, grabbing her flying hair with one hand. I thrust wildly deeper, "Oh...husband, I like it like this... from behind..." She was already drenched in sweat and had no strength to resist, "You're so hard...you've been riding me for so long... you're so good, you ... Her alluring little mouth uttered lewd words, and I could no longer resist the stimulation of such passionate words. I turned Limin over and, in the front position, once again took her deep inside. I grabbed Limin's hair with one hand and shoved my engorged penis into her beautiful little hole. The thick, hot glans reached right up to her cervix. She was so overwhelmed by my thrusts that she could barely breathe. " Brother Xiaoyi, fuck me to death!" Her uterus contracted incessantly, and my glans was licked until it ached unbearably. "Aww! You little slut, you're so good at squeezing ! I'm going to cum! Ah!" Limin, in the throes of orgasm, trembled and groaned, her large eyes showing me a hazy, intoxicated expression. My large glans thrust violently into the depths of Limin's uterus, rubbing my hard penis against her rough, smooth vaginal walls with all my might... "I'm going to cum!" I felt my glans rapidly open, and jets of hot lava gushed out . "Oh... Brother Xiaoyi, oh... Husband, I want your semen, you shot! It's burning me, oh... I'm contracting... Shoot your sister to death!" I tightly hugged Limin's slender waist, and "smack!" slapped Limin's plump buttocks. My large glans pressed against her clitoris, the hot lava shooting into her uterine wall. Limin felt dizzy and collapsed beneath me, almost fainting. A large amount of honey-like fluid mixed with my semen gushed from her body, dripping onto the sheets. Limin , lost in passion, clung to me, reaching another peak of climax. I tenderly kissed her temples and disheveled long hair, my penis remaining inside her, enjoying the afterglow . Only after a long time did I reluctantly pull my penis out. Limin gently cleaned my penis with her mouth. Her eyes were like those of my lifelong lover. I leaned down and kissed her lightly, saying contentedly, "Limin, I want to stay in your pussy for the rest of my life." From then on, Limin was always my best lover, until I started working and she married her boyfriend in the south— That's all for today! To be continued tomorrow! I'm exhausted! Time to rest! Again! Campus Spring Affairs Chapter 049 The English Teacher's Miniskirt In elementary school, I had sexual urges, and this feeling grew stronger in high school. But I was a shy boy, without a girlfriend, and I always felt that the female classmates weren't sexy enough, so I could only secretly masturbate by reading erotic novels or looking at pictures of female celebrities in magazines, which was really unsatisfying. In my second year of high school, an English teacher was transferred from another city. She was a top-level foreign language teacher, and it was said that our school's dean of studies personally invited her to help improve our class's foreign language scores. Her husband was also the director of a middle school research office in another city, an honest man, and originally a subordinate of our school's dean of studies. This female teacher, Liu Can, was over thirty years old but had never had children. She was a classic beauty (a young married woman), often wearing well-fitting suits that accentuated her full breasts. The boys in our class often secretly used her as a subject for masturbation, and I fantasized about fucking her hard from behind with my virgin penis. One Friday afternoon, during the last foreign language tutoring session, Liu Can came to our literature classroom. She looked particularly radiant today (as if she had showered at noon), and she was dressed very sexily: a white, semi-transparent silk blouse, over which she wore a light blue, shimmering, tight-fitting dress, but it couldn't hide her large, prominent breasts. She wore a black silk mini-skirt, the hem above her knees, with a slit on one side reaching her upper thigh. Her beautiful legs were encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings that reached her upper thighs, along with a pair of beautiful black high heels… Just thinking about it made my penis hard, and I desperately wanted to fuck her right then and there. Time flew by; before I could even finish fantasizing, get out of class was over. I watched Liu Can's retreating figure, my penis throbbing unbearably. I decided to take a "groundbreaking" step today.

It was past six in the evening, and the autumn sky was tinged with the colors of sunset. The students and teachers had all gone home, but I noticed the desk lamp in Ms. Fang's office was still on. Liu Can must be grading papers, since she usually lives alone and only goes home to see her husband once a month. So, I deliberately took some English test papers and went to Liu Can's office…

The door was closed, and even the curtains were drawn, which was typical of Liu Can. Just as I mustered the courage to knock, I heard a man and a woman talking quietly inside. I felt something was off, and coincidentally, a corner of the window wasn't closed. So I peeked through the crack.

"Good heavens!" I exclaimed in shock. A man in his forties was hugging Liu Can from behind, one hand pulling off her dress, the other reaching inside her short skirt through the slit.

"Damn it, that old man is the head of the teaching department!" My head suddenly spun. Just as I was about to rush in to "rescue" my teacher, I heard Liu Can's voice:

"Headmaster, no, I have a husband." Her voice sounded very coquettish.

"Hehe, your husband isn't here, so as your superior, I should at least show some concern for a beauty like you, hehe."

The headmaster threw the teacher's dress on the chair and began to fondle her breasts through her silk blouse. With his other hand, he lifted her short skirt to her waist, revealing her snow-white, plump buttocks.

"No, someone will see us." The teacher didn't resist; instead, she cooperated by twisting her body.

"What are you afraid of? Everyone else has gone home for their weekend dinners. The director knows you must be 'hungry' too, so he came here especially to feed your pussy, hehe."

"Director, you're so mean, you know my husband isn't here and you're still bullying me." "Hehe. Even if your husband were here, I wouldn't be afraid. Your husband

only has me backing him up. Hehe, little beauty, if I hadn't gone to great lengths to transfer you here, how could I, the director, have come to warm your pussy so easily?" "Director, please stop, I'm getting embarrassed." The teacher continued to seduce. "Hehe, little beauty, don't be embarrassed, look, look, your juices are already overflowing, and you're still embarrassed, you're such a little slut." The director rubbed even more vigorously, the teacher's juices soaked through her black transparent silk lace panties, and flowed down her thighs, wetting the director's hands. "You're such a slut! You always seem so serious, I thought you'd be hard to get, but you're so obedient. Today, I'm going to 'reward' your cunt properly." The director's animalistic nature was unleashed; he was nothing like his usual self. The teacher succumbed to his lewd power, becoming a complete whore. The director turned the teacher around, carried her to the sofa, made her lean against it, and then quickly stripped off his clothes. A long, black penis sprang out, a full twenty centimeters long. The teacher was startled. "Director, yours is so big and long!" Actually, the teacher didn't like black penises because it indicated the director had slept with many women, and it was both unsightly and unhygienic. "Yours is so big... how can my little sister handle it? I haven't been with any other men yet." The teacher feigned innocence, covering her private parts with her hands. Hearing this, the director became even more excited, his penis turning purple. “Don’t be afraid, my beauty. Hehe, a big cock fucking a tender cunt is what feels good! I can’t believe you’ve never been fucked by a man other than your husband. Today I’m going to fuck your cunt until you’re in heaven, you won’t even have time to scream in pleasure.” With that, the director pressed his eyes down on the teacher’s body. Of course, the director’s hands wouldn’t be idle. He lifted the silk shirt while pulling the teacher’s panties down to her thighs. The teacher’s pink, dripping, wet cunt was on full display. Thanks to the director, I finally saw the tender cunt that I had longed for but could never fuck for years—the teacher’s cunt. “Oh, the hair around your cunt is so neat and beautiful, do you groom it every day? Your clitoris is so pink and tender, so well-maintained, you want to seduce men again. Hehe, then let my big cock enjoy it first.” The director’s words became more and more lewd. "No, I'm afraid of pain. Oh." The director didn't care, his thick penis mercilessly plunging into the teacher's private parts, all the way to the hilt. If it weren't for the overflowing lubrication in her vagina, she would have fainted from the pain. "Damn, I didn't expect that after being fucked by your husband for so many years, your pussy is still so tight, hehe, so comfortable. Your husband is such a coward, he can't even handle his own wife's pussy. Tell me, is your husband really that bad? Hehe, if I had known, I should have been the one to deflower you before you two got married. I've been teaching my old subordinate how to fuck women all this time, cough. Luckily, it's not too late now, your pussy is still tender, tender and horny, hehe." The director didn't care about the teacher's life or death, he just wanted to enjoy himself, and he thrust all the way to the hilt. "Oh, oh, director, I can't take it anymore, director. You're going to fuck my pussy raw, oh." The teacher begged for mercy in pain. The director seemed to have a change of heart, and he stopped. "Now you know how powerful I am, much better than your weak and useless husband. Hehe, tell the director what we're doing." "Director, please spare me, I'm too embarrassed to say!" The director became even more forceful. "Oh, the director is concerned about me. Oh." "No." "Oh, the director is on top of me." "No." The director kept thrusting hard. "Is the director making love to me?!" "Making love? You filthy bitch, letting me do this behind your husband's back and still acting so polite, you slut, you should say, 'The director is using his big cock to fuck my little cunt, my cunt loves being fucked by men, I'm a big slut.'" The teacher completely abandoned her self-respect; since she had already been fucked, one or ten were the same. "The director is using his big cock to fuck my little cunt, my cunt loves being fucked by men, I'm a big slut," the teacher responded. The director's lust was completely satisfied. "Damn it, I've fucked plenty of women, even virgins, but none of them are as satisfying as your cunt. Your pussy is so tight, I'll loosen it, I'll fuck you to death. You stinking bitch, you big slut, you like being fucked so much, you cheap cunt, you rotten cunt, I'm going to fuck you to death, I'll fuck your tender cunt until it's calloused, so you'll be a slut again, so you'll buy sex again." The director thrust like a madman, and after a "whoosh," he collapsed on top of the teacher, countless drops of filthy semen being injected deep into the teacher's womb. At this moment, the teacher was enduring more than just the director's pig-like body. Afterwards, the director triumphantly threw three thousand yuan to Liu Can as a reward for the fucking. The teacher, forced by the director's power and loneliness, often had affairs with the director. In the future, the director was not as "ruthless" as the first time they had sex. In the evenings, the sounds of their lovemaking and intercourse could often be heard on campus, but only the director, Liu Can, and I could hear them. A month later, the director went to Beijing for a year of "national education training." Naturally, the task of accompanying the teacher to have sex fell to me. On a Friday afternoon two weeks after the director left for Beijing, I deliberately prepared some difficult English questions and went to Liu Can's office, but Liu Can made excuses and said that if I was free, I should come to her dormitory that night.

I was overjoyed; the opportunity had finally arrived. I took a shower, especially washing my penis thoroughly. I also bought a small bottle of Indian herbal oil from the pharmacy. It was my first time having sex with a woman, and I was afraid I'd be too impulsive. Besides, I couldn't lose to the experienced director; otherwise, I'd never get to fuck my teacher's tender pussy again. It

was 6:30, and I rushed to my teacher's apartment. The door was open, and she was sitting at her desk grading papers.

"Teacher Liu," I called out politely, closing the door behind me.

"Oh, you're here. Come and sit down,"

Liu Can gestured for me to sit on the sofa.

"Come sit here!"

Liu Can patted the empty seat beside her, seemingly noticing my shyness.

I was so excited; it was the first time I'd been so close to the beautiful teacher I'd been longing for. She had short hair, with the roots slightly sticking out. She wore a shimmering silver-gray silk blouse, thin and tightly wrapping her two large, alluring breasts. A silk bra, barely covering half her breasts, was clearly visible underneath. Below, she wore a matching short skirt of the same material. Sitting on the sofa, the skirt was extremely tight and short, the slit almost revealing her panty straps. Her beautiful legs were clad in light gray sheer stockings, and on her feet were silver-gray high heels—she looked like she was going out to meet someone.

"Teacher, are you leaving?"

I panicked. Was my trip going to be ruined?

"No, you're here. I can't very well wear my pajamas!"

she replied provocatively.

My penis began to throb.

"Teacher, you...you smell so good!"

I regretted saying it.

"Really? Do I smell good? Want to smell me? Come closer!"

her voice was sweet.

I slowly moved closer to her body, enjoying the scent of a young woman, and saw the rise and fall of her breasts.

"Teacher, you're so beautiful, I..."

I lost control, my penis throbbing upwards.

"You little rascal, always trying to please your teacher. I'm old, nothing compares to your girlfriend."

She said, deliberately stroking her snow-white arms and full thighs. It was an extremely provocative gesture. Perhaps because we were so close, her fingers touched my penis.

"Oh, you little devil!"

she exclaimed deliberately.

I suddenly felt incredibly rude, my head spinning, and I quickly covered my penis with my hands.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm so sorry..."

"Don't get your thoughts out of control, you can't do that, your teacher is very serious." She

pretended to be serious.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, you're just so beautiful and sexy, whenever you're making love with the head teacher, I..."

I realized I'd let something slip.

"What?" she exclaimed nervously, "Did you see everything?"

"Teacher, I didn't mean to, I won't tell anyone."

Under her persistent questioning, I told her everything.

The teacher, being an experienced woman, knew how to handle things. Besides, dealing with an eighteen or nineteen-year-old high school student madly in love with her, silencing him wouldn't be difficult. She could always sleep with him for a while; after all, she was an older woman

taking advantage of a younger man—a sure win. "Since you already know, I won't hide it from you anymore. I didn't want to do this; I had my reasons. This is a secret between us, you know. Since you love me so much, as long as you keep this secret, I'll agree to any condition," the teacher pleaded earnestly.

"Teacher, I swear to God, I will keep this secret. Teacher, what kind of underwear do you wear?" I began to press forward.

"Want to see? If you want, come and get it yourself,"

the teacher said, slowly reclining on the sofa.

I became less polite, squatting between her parted legs, one hand rolling up her skirt, the other caressing her beautiful legs encased in sheer stockings.

This was the first time I'd been so close to a woman; the nervous yet exciting feeling was indescribable.

Finally, I saw the teacher's panties, exactly the style I had been longing for (every time I saw a pair of panties hanging on the teacher's clothes rack, they made me, no, made many men's imaginations run wild): the front was a layer of sheer lace, the rest was made of pure white, shiny silk, smooth to the touch, and on the teacher, it looked both innocent and seductive. I rubbed the teacher's vulva through the panties, while my other hand moved upwards, slipping inside her shirt to knead her breasts.

"Oh, don't do that, it's so itchy."

The teacher twisted her body, cooperating with my movements. Soon, the teacher's vaginal fluid soaked through the panties, making my fingers sticky.

"Teacher, can I see your pussy?" I pressed my advantage.

"You little pervert, isn't touching me enough?"

I unceremoniously pulled the crotch of the panties to the side, revealing the teacher's vulva, covered in love juice.

"Teacher, you've shaved your pubic hair. Teacher, your pussy is so pink. It smells so good." I started to ramble incoherently.

"It's all that perverted director's fault! He shaved all my pubic hair off and then accused me of buying sex."

"Teacher, can I lick your pussy? Your pussy is so tender and pink, so juicy and smells so good, it must taste delicious."

"Teacher's little sister is for... you can't lick it, it's not clean there. Don't call me teacher anymore, call me sister, okay?"

The teacher's pussy has definitely never been licked before. Those rough men only know how to brute force, how could they know the pleasure of "appreciating jade and playing the flute"? So I decided to let the teacher experience unprecedented pleasure (this is something I learned from books!). While licking the teacher's clitoris, I gently probed her tender vulva with my fingers. I also occasionally rubbed her breasts with varying pressure.

"Oh, oh... so comfortable, oh, mmm, mmm, sister is going to die, hurry, hurry and come in, oh."

The teacher's eyes were filled with lust, how could she resist my three-pronged attack? She cried and begged for the comfort of a big penis. Although I desperately wanted to poke my teacher's pussy right then and there, I silently licked her to completely conquer her.

"Oh, oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm so itchy. Oh, don't torture me anymore, oh, fuck my pussy, hurry, I'm going to lose it, lose it, oh, oh."

Accompanied by a series of cries of extreme pleasure, a thick stream of love juice with a feminine scent gushed from the teacher's pussy. I blocked this spring with my mouth, not wanting to waste a single drop.

"Mmm, mmm, you little pervert, you're even better than an adult, you're licking me to death, so good."

I continued to lick the nectar without stopping. I never imagined that I, a virgin, could bring a stunningly beautiful young woman to orgasm just with my mouth.

"Teacher, do you want more? My big cock is so hard, let it kiss your pussy too."

"No, no, I just made you lose your virginity, and now you want my cum again. I'm done playing." The teacher said coquettishly.

I didn't care about anything else. I quickly stripped naked, then took out the magic oil and sprayed it on my big cock a few times. Instantly, it felt numb, like an iron rod.

"Wow, you're so bad, using this. Your cock is so big and red, you're going to fuck me to death, my pussy. I'm not coming anymore."

Without a word, I lifted the teacher's legs, first moistening my glans with her vaginal fluids, then thrusting it into her tender hole with a "plop."

So tight! Although the teacher's cunt had been fucked countless times by the director, it still felt incredibly tight because she had never given birth.

"Teacher, your cunt is amazing, so tight and wet! No wonder the director never tires of fucking you. Truly a 'top-quality cunt'!" I praised the teacher, mimicking the Japanese praise for a woman's "famous instrument" from a book.

"Little husband, your cock is so big and hot, so full! It fills my little hole completely! Quick, quick, 'fuck my cunt!'" the teacher moaned.

Sometimes I thrust shallowly, sometimes deeply, sometimes grinding left and drilling right, making the teacher scream in agony.

"Oh, oh, I'm going to die. My little husband, you're so amazing, your cock is so powerful. Faster, faster, husband, fuck my pussy, fuck me to death. Pierce me. Oh, oh. Good husband, my pussy is going to be fucked to pieces by you, oh, oh, good husband, I'm going to lose it again. Oh, oh. I'm going to lose it again. Fuck me, fuck me, oh, oh."

And I also rambled on and on, "Wife, you're so beautiful, your breasts are so big, so sexy. Your pussy is so tender and tight, it feels so good to fuck you. It's killing me. I want your tits, I want your slutty pussy, I want your wet hole. Fuck you to death, fuck you, fuck you to pieces."

I tried five or six hundred times. Finally, I sent the teacher "to heaven" again, but due to the effect of the magic oil, I was still extremely vigorous. For a wet hole like the teacher's, I could fuck three or five of hers at once without any problem. So I thought of an even more exciting method, to open the teacher's back door.

I turned the exhausted teacher over, lifting her snow-white, full buttocks, and then untied the two straps of her soaked, silvery-white silk panties, revealing her anus to me.

"What a beautiful daisy," I couldn't help but exclaim. "My dear wife, let me play with your anus, okay?"

"Husband, you're killing me! No more!"

"Wife, your anus is so small and beautiful, it must never have been penetrated by a man before, right? Let your husband deflower you."

The teacher weakly twisted her lower body, trying to break free, but the more she twisted, the more alluring her anus became, and my desire to fuck her intensified.

I pressed down hard on the teacher's buttocks, first lubricating her anus with the remaining love fluid from her vagina, then, with the head of my penis against her anus, I gently slipped inside.

"Wife, don't be afraid, I'll be gentle. Japanese men love anal sex, relax."

Even so, the teacher still twisted in pain, but unconsciously cooperated with my thrusting.

"Teacher, your back passage is so tight, your chrysanthemum so tender, it feels even better than a vagina. Teacher, you're so good, letting me play with your pussy and even letting me 'prick' your chrysanthemum." The

teacher's pain had subsided.

"Husband, you're so good at this! You're almost killing me! Hurry up, hurry up, hold me tight!"

The teacher, like a prostitute, twisted her body and cried out in pleasure.

It was time to sprint. I didn't care about the teacher anymore. I pressed my hands against her plump buttocks and thrust with all my might.

"Teacher, you're so tight! Your chrysanthemum is so tender! I feel so good! I want you, I want your cunt, I want your wet hole. I'll fuck you to death, fuck you, I'll pound you! Ouch!"

Suddenly, my ejaculation gate opened, and like the Yellow River bursting its banks, a torrent of semen gushed into the teacher's chrysanthemum, spraying all the way to her rectum for a full thirty seconds. With her last bit of strength, the teacher lost her virginity for the third time. I lay exhausted on top of the teacher, who was like a dead man, for a long, long time.

From then on, I became the third man in my teacher's life. Every weekend, we would have passionate sex. A year later, the head of discipline returned, and I was admitted to a university in Shanghai. The head of discipline was still having an affair with Liu Can, and Liu Can, under my tutelage for over a year, had become a sex expert, making the powerful head of discipline tremble with fear, and soon he was promoted. Five years have passed now, and I still treasure the silver-white silk lace panties that Liu Can gave me. When I'm in a bad mood or have a strong sex drive, I often use them to masturbate. I wonder how Liu Can is doing now, is her vagina still tender, is she still being fucked? After all, Liu Can was the first woman in my life, and the first woman whose anus I deflowered.

Campus Spring Affairs Chapter 050 Junior Year Romantic Encounter

During the summer vacation of my junior year, my female classmate and girlfriend, Pingping, and I went to her home to meet her mother. Her home was in a small county town in the north. I always thought that summers in the north should be very cool, but I found out I was wrong when I got there.

Pingping's home was a small two-bedroom apartment in the teachers' dormitory at the county high school.

Pingping's mother was a teacher at the school. Her father, an engineer at a company, had gone to work in Shenzhen a few years ago.

When I arrived at her home, I found her mother to be very warm and unassuming. She was in her forties, with short hair, dressed neatly and elegantly, with fair skin, and slightly plump than Pingping. She was a refined intellectual. Pingping didn't do much at home except chat and socialize with her high school classmates.

I didn't like that, so I stayed home reading and watching TV. Her mother and I often chatted at home, discussing world events, marriage, family, and social issues. Perhaps because her mother rarely interacted with others, we seemed to have a lot in common. Often, Pingping would come home and interrupt us, before we had finished our conversation.

Once, I asked about Pingping's father. She seemed slightly unhappy, but then happily said, "He's doing well in the south; he sends Pingping's tuition fees."

I seemed to understand something, but dared not say anything more. We were both silent for a long time. That's when I noticed a pair of white women's underwear and a bra drying on the clothes rack on the balcony! As the breeze gently swayed… it was lace, mesh, and openwork.

I knew this wasn't Pingping's; I'd gone shopping with her for her clothes and underwear. It was Auntie's! Who would she be trying to impress with such a simple woman dressed so sexily?

In just a few days, Auntie seemed like a different person. Her once melancholy face now glowed, radiant. She even wore the dress we'd bought for her, the one she'd initially been too shy to wear. Pingping said her mother liked me and didn't object to our relationship. The way Auntie looked at me was the same as her daughter's. She even wore Pingping's perfume. She truly possessed an indescribable beauty; several times I was lost in thought, staring at her, and when she noticed, a blush crept onto her face. My lower body reacted subconsciously.

One morning, I was only wearing a thin white panty, tightly covering my pubic area—very sexy. When I heard Auntie get up and come to the living room, I stretched loudly, my penis almost popping out of my panty.

She turned her head, glanced at me, and froze. A few seconds later, she came over and covered me with a blanket, saying deliberately, "This child, what if she catches a cold?"

I peeked through my eyes and saw her gaze linger on my penis for a long time by my bedside. I noticed she was wearing a plain nightgown, and a plan formed in my mind. I rubbed my eyes, grabbed her, and started groping her breasts, calling out, "Pingping." Her breasts were indeed fuller than Pingping's, though a little saggy, but they felt better. But she pulled away.

I glared at her and said, "I'm sorry, Auntie. I thought it was Pingping."

"Oh! It's nothing. Pingping said some of her clothes were outdated and old, so she gave them to me." She hurriedly straightened her clothes and said, "I came to cover you with a blanket. Be careful not to catch a cold." Then she left without looking back.

At breakfast, everyone acted as if nothing had happened.

Pingping was going to Mount Tai with her classmates for two days, but I made an excuse that my stomach had been bothering me for the past few days and I wouldn't be going. Pingping was a little unhappy.

Her mother explained, "It might be due to the change in environment; you shouldn't go."

Pingping, however, always kept her promises to her friends. Pingping insisted on going.

Her aunt said, "You go with them; I'll stay home and take care of Xiaogao."

Pingping's departure gave me my chance. Auntie deliberately dressed revealingly and sexily, seemingly trying to seduce me. She wore a silk, off-white camisole I had given Pingping, which accentuated her ample breasts. The camisole barely covered them; I could see about a third of her breasts, especially the sides, which were practically completely exposed, their rounded curves on full display. Underneath, she wore a pink bra and panties. Her skirt was short, revealing the inside of her spread thighs, her pink knees contrasting beautifully with her snow-white thighs, where a dark, deep purple shadow shimmered. That shadow was the mysterious area covered in pubic hair.

To put it more bluntly, it was Auntie's exposed flesh, and I desperately inhaled the sweet, sour scent of the air. I was aroused, my penis almost bursting through my panties. Auntie's flawless skin fueled my lust, making it impossible to resist!

I never imagined she would transform from a simple middle-aged woman into such a seductive beauty.

She remained unhurried, maintaining the composure of a middle-aged woman. I mustered my courage and embraced her. She didn't resist, letting my lips meet hers. I slipped my tongue inside her mouth, gently parting her teeth. Under my teasing, she slowly opened her mouth, her tongue lightly touching mine before quickly withdrawing.

I inserted my tongue into her mouth, searching for her soft, smooth tongue, but she maintained the reserve of a young woman, letting my tongue slip across it like an eel.

I chased her tongue for a long time until I caught it, pressing it down and forcefully sucking the fragrant juices from her mouth. Her body trembled, arching her back against my chest. I could even feel the warmth emanating from her slightly protruding nipples.

I knew she wanted it, and I kissed her trembling lips even more passionately. One hand encircled her neck, while my right hand gently moved down, lightly grasping her breast through her nightgown, rubbing her nipple with my index finger and thumb, slowly hardening it.

I lowered my head and kissed her delicate, snow-white neck, my right hand squeezing her breasts harder. Her eyes were slightly closed, and she began to moan softly. Her hands slipped inside my pants, stroking them, while her mouth kissed my chest and nipples.

"Auntie isn't a bad woman, Auntie likes you, Auntie knew you had a really big one down there."

I lifted her nightgown and unhooked her bra, revealing her breasts before me. They were flushed and stood proudly erect, the originally pink nipples glowing a feverish red from the engorged passion.

I pulled down her pants, and she naturally spread her legs to meet me. I hurriedly pulled down my pants, letting my already throbbing, slightly aching penis thrust out freely. I lay on top of her, gently caressing her entire body, gradually warming her genitals. Then, kissing her lips, I teased her breasts with both hands, slowly entering her body.

Her vagina was a little tight, and it seemed a bit dry due to insufficient lubrication. Her moans were tinged with pain, and I saw her beautiful face contort in distress. I slowly withdrew from her body, leaned close to her ear, and asked, "Auntie, are you comfortable?"

She replied, "It's okay, it's alright. Yours is a bit too big!"

"I'll be gentle, just tell me if you're uncomfortable."

"Mmm. I love your big cock," she answered.

My fingers continued to roam downwards, stopping at the top of the cleft, where her clitoris was.

When my fingertips touched her clitoris, her whole body trembled as if electrocuted, and she moaned softly. I began to kiss her lips, her neck, and then her swollen breasts. Her moans came in waves, and as I gently stroked her inner thighs, her thick pubic hair seemed like a jungle of desire waiting for me to explore. My tongue lightly teased her genitals, and she suddenly let out a wild, loud moan. I inserted my tongue to explore, and she trembled and moaned even more.

I opened my mouth greedily, sucking in the thick, viscous love juice. It gushed forth like a burst dam, soaking my entire genitals.

I straightened up and entered again, this time penetrating smoothly. The warm walls of her flesh enveloped my penis, waves of heat surging through my body, my excitement rising and rising.

I slowly thrust in and out, her face flushing crimson. She gripped my shoulders tightly, her nails digging into my flesh, moaning softly. I increased the pace of my thrusts, and her cries rose higher and higher until they reached their peak. I slowed, and they subsided softly, then rose again with each thrust.

I was like a conductor, leading the orchestra of desire, letting the music of passion run wild in the realm of sex. The music soared high, then sank low, but it was the most moving symphony I had ever heard.

My penis soon became like a crazed dragon, violently thrusting into my aunt's slippery and elastic vagina.

She writhed up and down, her body causing her large, full breasts to sway back and forth, driving me wild. My aunt moved faster and faster, involuntarily contracting her vaginal muscles to grip my glans tightly. She was drenched in sweat as she frantically moved her body up and down, her cherry lips opening and closing, panting heavily. Her shiny hair flew wildly with her movements. Her joyful moans and the wet, squelching sounds of my penis being pulled in and out excited me even more. I felt my glans being licked, sucked, and squeezed by her vagina, making my whole body tremble.

I felt a trembling excitement surge through my lower body, a twitching sensation running down my spine to my head. I thrust harder, letting my muscles contract and relax completely. Her moans and cries rose to a crescendo, mingling with our heavy breathing as my semen gushed forth, shooting out, shooting out, and shooting out again.

Exhausted, she said, "If I hadn't met you, how could I have ever tasted such wonderful and pleasurable sex in my life! Thank you, Auntie!"

I said, "From the moment I saw you, I was deeply attracted to you. I should thank you." "

I'm so sorry, Pingping. You must treat her well from now on."

It was truly a wonderful summer vacation.

Afterwards, she visited Pingping at school several times, and we spent several blissful moonlit nights together.

But Pingping and I didn't graduate from university. We broke up because of personality clashes. In her mother's phone call to me, she said, "Xiao Gao, it's over. Pingping has a bad temper. You're too attractive to women. I'm worried about you. Take care, child, thank you." December 6th, Campus Spring Affairs, Chapter 51

: Passion with a Seventeen-Year-Old Pure School Beauty: First Encounter

. Seeing so many fellow wolves writing so many realistic and believable scenes based on their own experiences, I also felt itchy. My humble work, "Transparent World," was a complete failure, much to my surprise. Actually, I wrote it with all my heart, but not getting everyone's approval made me a little distrustful of fictional themes. But maybe it's because my writing skills are poor, I still don't dare to try such themes again. I can only look for themes in reality, maybe it will have a surprising effect... After all, realistic themes are easier for people to empathize with, and evoke more resonance. It's like watching AV; I really like Japanese ones, but I'm not very interested in European and American ones, probably for the same reason.

Enough with the small talk, let's get back to the main point. This story is a true story that happened to me, with virtually no fictional elements. I've only slightly embellished some minor details because I don't remember them clearly anymore, but it's essentially true. For those over thirty, some parts might feel familiar, and it might evoke distant memories. However, younger people who haven't had similar experiences may find it hard to relate, so consider this just a lighthearted read. Let me

first describe my situation: Unlike life in big cities, I live in a small town. But this small town is also different from other small towns; it has one of the top chemical fiber companies in the country, employing tens of thousands of people. You could say the entire town's economy is supported by this company. Before 2000, this company contributed nearly half of the nation's filament and chips, but it has gradually declined due to the company's aging and competition from foreign products.

My parents were employees of this company. In that environment, I attended the company's affiliated primary and secondary schools. Everyone knows that these affiliated primary schools aren't good for students, and I was considered one of the better ones, but I only got into a third-rate university. Most of the others went into the company as workers after graduating from high school. More than

ten years ago, in the late 1990s, I had just graduated from this third-rate university and returned home. I was only in my early twenties. I was dissatisfied with my job, but I had no other choice, so I just drifted through each day at work.

In the evenings, it was time for me to call up my friends. Since we were all children of company employees, we had all grown up together and were naturally very familiar with each other. Every day, a large group of us would head to the most popular place at the time—the dance hall! Everyone knows that in the 1990s, the dance hall craze swept across China, and this small town was no exception. Groups of young men and women crowded into those poorly ventilated, dimly lit places filled with the smell of smoke and sweat, twisting their bodies wildly and having a great time.

I was no exception. To be honest, in a small city, there weren't many things to do. There were only a few entertainment venues—skating rinks, karaoke bars, video arcades, swimming pools… And I was one of the best at it all. I could do everything, and I learned everything faster and played everything better than others. I'm not bragging, but back in the day, I was quite the ladies' man!

Girls were very innocent back then, and I, being young, fun-loving, and not bad-looking, had picked up a lot of girls. My most successful ventures were, of course, in dance halls. I wouldn't say how many, but I'd say at least thirty, and she was one of them.

Her name was Yue, and she wasn't a local. Just a few hundred meters from the dance hall I frequented, there was a vocational school, and she was a student there. Although the school wasn't big, there were quite a few students, mostly from all over the country. Yue was from Nanchang. She said her mother was a teacher and had even taught Yang Yuying, but I don't know if that's true or not.

I forget which season it was, but it must have been early autumn, right after the start of the school year. A dozen or so classmates and I rode our bikes to that dance hall. When we arrived, we didn't sit on the chairs by the pool. It wasn't that we didn't want to sit, but the dance hall was so crowded there was nowhere to sit. We stood like thugs on the sidelines, watching the girls dancing, each looking for our targets. A

slow waltz was playing, the lights were bright, perfect for spotting someone. I was observing the women around me while chatting and laughing with my companions.

Suddenly, I saw a girl in a white dress, with fair skin, a slender figure, and long flowing hair. She wasn't dancing; she was standing on the sidelines like me, chatting and laughing with her partner. My eyes lit up: that's her!

Fate seemed to be on my side; three steps later it was a slow waltz. As the music softened, the lights in the dance hall gradually dimmed. Afraid someone else would beat me to it, before it got completely dark, I quickly walked up to her and extended my hand to ask her to dance.

While waiting for her, I got a good look at her: fair skin accentuated her delicate features; her face was a beautiful oval shape, with a high, elegant nose that was slightly upturned. Although her eyebrows weren't shaped, they were beautifully formed; her eyes were large and bright; her tall figure, combined with her white dress, made her appear both noble and pure. The only flaw might be her lips—they were a bit thin, making her look slightly harsh, but it didn't detract from her overall beauty.

I was momentarily stunned. Such a beauty was practically unheard of in dance halls. To be honest, back then I didn't appreciate so-called sexy beauties; instead, those who looked pure and innocent were more to my liking. She was probably seventeen or eighteen, two or three years younger than me, an age I also preferred.

She looked at me curiously, hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards me. She must have been fooled by my appearance again. I had regular features and didn't look like a bad person, plus I was already working, and my clothes were more formal than those of people my age at the time.

I took her outstretched right hand with my left, and gently wrapped my right arm around her waist. So slender! That was my first thought! After pulling her closer, I led her in a dance on the dance floor.

I didn't say anything to her. Normally quite quick-witted, I froze for a moment, unsure what to say. I just mechanically led her in four steps, the atmosphere becoming slightly awkward, my palms sweating slightly.

Thankfully, most of the lights were off, leaving only one dim yellow light, so the awkwardness didn't last long. I politely asked about her situation and learned she was a student at the vocational school next door, in her final year, almost 18, and had come with a group of classmates.

Since it was our first time, I couldn't interrogate her like I was taking a census. After a few jokes and banter, the song ended, I smiled and thanked her, then returned to my seat.

My attention then fell on her, but I couldn't be too obvious. I chatted absentmindedly with the guy next to me, but my eyes kept sneaking glances at her. She seemed interested in me too; a few times our eyes met, and we'd exchange a smile before simultaneously looking away.

Then, the music switched to "Chopper." Under my companion's strange looks, I walked towards her. We rarely danced to this kind of music, and many of us couldn't even dance it. The four-step dance is the main event, and it's rare for a guy to ask a girl to dance to this kind of music, even though I danced it very well, just not often. She was

also taken aback, seemingly not expecting me to ask her out at this moment. Her eyes showed a hint of panic as she looked up at me, unsure what to do. I smiled and extended my hand. She whispered, "I'm not very good at this dance..."

Before she could finish, I interrupted, "I'll teach you, don't worry!" I was joking; with so many of my friends watching, it would be incredibly embarrassing if she didn't dance with me.

With that, I took her hand and led her to the dance floor. She was a little nervous, unsure what to do with her hands. I smiled and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'll guide you, everything will be fine." I then put my arm around her slender waist and began to spin her around the dance floor.

She gripped my shoulders tightly, her body a little stiff—she clearly wasn't very good. But she did have some basic skills. With my skillful guidance, her steps quickly became smoother, and her body relaxed. We became the center of attention. I enjoyed the effect and even showed off a few more moves.

She relaxed and started talking to me: "You dance so well! I wasn't very good at it before, but after you guided me, it seemed like I just picked it up naturally!"

I laughed and said, "Oh, not at all. You're just smart and quick to grasp things. I was just following your steps."

The music ended quickly, and we went back to our respective groups. This time, my gaze no longer darted away, but I smiled and kept looking at her. Her classmates were chattering away with her, and she playfully punched her female partner's arm in embarrassment.

My friend said from the side, "I didn't realize, when did you two hook up?"

I smiled without answering, but I was actually quite pleased with myself: When? Just now, during the four-step dance, hehe.

Then, naturally, during another four-step dance, I swaggered towards her from the center of the dance floor. This time, I didn't make an inviting gesture, but naturally took her soft little hand and led her onto the dance floor.

This time, we were much more natural. I gently put my arm around her slender waist, and she obediently rested her head beside me. We were so close that I could almost feel her breath. Her full breasts occasionally brushed against my chest, though only lightly, but I could already sensitively perceive their amazing elasticity.

We embraced each other tacitly, whispering softly. An unsuspecting person would think we were a couple.

Our conversation this time was much more natural, not so stiff. I learned more about her: her name was Yue, she was from Nanchang, and she was about to start her internship… Before the song ended, I asked for her dorm number, and she actually gave it to me.

Back with my friends, I was very excited; another piece of meat was about to be in my mouth. Just as I was feeling smug, I saw my buddy Dongdong smugly let go of his female companion and walk back, his lewd grin impossible to hide. I was shocked to see that the girl he had invited was Yue's companion.

"Damn, you're ruthless!" I gave Dongdong the middle finger. Dongdong just smiled smugly, ignoring my contemptuous look.

From then on, I would ask Yue to dance for every four steps, and we finally agreed to call each other the next day. The

last dance was an old disco, and before I could even react, Dongdong had already dragged the girl and Yue to our group to dance. I sighed at Dongdong's shamelessness, feeling utterly helpless.

At eleven o'clock, a large group of people rushed out of the dance hall, preparing to go home. Suddenly, a group of about twenty people stood in front of us, blocking our way. One of them, a long-haired young man dressed in a shady style, walked up to me: "You think you're the one trying to pick up my girl? You don't want to live anymore?"

I was stunned for a moment, not knowing who he was referring to, then it dawned on me that he was talking about Yue. I smiled wryly. Was it really that big of a deal? It was just a few dances! But how could I show weakness? There were more than a dozen of us, all from the local school, we'd been fighting since we were kids. We were always the ones bullying the locals, never the ones being bullied. Besides, we were a few years older than them. If we backed down, we'd never be able to hold our heads high in this small town again.

I stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "You mean Yue? Yes, I'm trying to pick her up. So what? And who are you?" Seeing that I was blocked, my friends all stepped forward to confront them angrily, not one of them backing down. The bond forged in childhood fights is different!

Just then, I saw Yue and her companion walk out of the dance hall, chatting and laughing. She immediately noticed the large crowd gathered around us, and when she saw me and the young man confronting me, she rushed over, blocking our path. She angrily yelled at the young man, "Wei, what are you doing now? Why are you always like this?"

Then she turned to me and advised, "You guys should leave. He's from my hometown, and he can't stand seeing others being nice to me. Just ignore him and go."

Just a fellow townsman, I felt relieved. Although I hadn't expected dancing with a girl a couple of times to cause such a big fuss, who were we afraid of? I never thought she'd think we were fighting over a girl.

I was helpless, but I didn't back down: "Tell me, one-on-one or all at once, it's up to you! But if you're a man, fight me one-on-one. Strength isn't a virtue. Do you dare? If you win, I'll leave immediately. If you lose, don't whine here!" I didn't want my brothers to get involved in such a small matter. After all, everyone was at work now, and it wouldn't be good if something happened. Then I sized up the kid, and he was looking at me too.

He was actually taller and bigger than me, and looked stronger, but fighting isn't about size. Having fought since I was a kid, I wasn't afraid of him. In terms of experience, I was far superior. I'd been fighting since elementary school, bullying people from the local school in middle school, and getting into countless fights in college. I was a veteran, and besides, I was three or four years older than him; I shouldn't be at a disadvantage.

Seeing that I was a few centimeters shorter than him, his confidence seemed to surge. Without hesitation, he said, "Okay, then let's have a one-on-one fight. If you lose, don't let me see you again. There are too many people here, let's go over there!" He pointed to the small park nearby.

Yue hurriedly stepped between us, loudly protesting, "Don't fight!"

The kid named Wei reached out and pulled her aside, saying, "Don't interfere, go back!"

I found it amusing. Who does he think he is, interfering with others? Then Yue came up to me again and whispered, "Don't fight him anymore, let's go. You can't beat him!" Her eyes were full of worry.

I was a little surprised that she cared about me, but I was also angry. Why did she look down on me? Did I look that weak? I smiled and said to her, "It's okay, we're just stretching our muscles!"

With that, I led my group of brothers towards the park, with Wei and his gang following behind. Yue, seeing that she couldn't stop us, had no choice but to follow as well.

When we got to the lawn in the park, we stood in two rows. The lawn had a slight slope, and I cleverly stood on the higher ground, which gave me an advantage in terms of terrain. In doing so, I was looking down at him.

We stared at each other like bulls, and then charged at each other... (I won't describe the details, it's a bit boring, after all, this isn't a martial arts novel).

After a long time, Wei and I, panting heavily, collapsed on the grass, looking at each other. "You lost!" I said calmly.

Then, my friends and I got on our bicycles and prepared to leave. Wei, being a man, didn't say anything more. Before leaving, I said to the bewildered Yue, "Call me tomorrow night!"

The next day, I had just gotten off work and hadn't even had dinner when Dongdong showed up at my house. He said mysteriously, "Let's go together tonight. I already told her we'd go see them together."

I was stunned. This guy was quick on the uptake. I said irritably, "Get lost! Who wants a third wheel like you!"

Dongdong grinned and leaned closer, "Give me a hand, bro! She said she wouldn't come out with me alone. Besides, weren't you going to see your Yue today?"

I rolled my eyes helplessly. What a bad choice of friends!

At seven o'clock, I called Yue and told her to wait for me at their school gate. Under the streetlights at the school gate, Dongdong and I were chatting and laughing when suddenly my eyes lit up. It was Yue and her companion walking gracefully towards us.

Today, Yue didn't wear her hair down; instead, she tied it up in a ponytail, revealing her slender, swan-like neck and exuding a noble air. She wore a simple red, tight-fitting short-sleeved t-shirt that tightly hugged her ample bosom, making it appear even more prominent, while her waist was so slender it seemed one could encircle it with a single hand. The t-shirt's neckline was a bit low, revealing her beautiful collarbones and snow-white skin, which was quite alluring.

Below, she wore faded, bleached jeans. Because of her tall figure, the tight jeans made her straight legs appear even longer, and the shape of her round, pert buttocks was perfectly outlined. Since it was only September, the weather wasn't very cold, and she wore a pair of linen wedge sandals, her cute toes playfully peeking out, making one's heart flutter. It was a very simple outfit, but it looked very comfortable, and I was a little stunned by it.

Yue walked up to me, smiling at me without saying a word. I scratched my head, somewhat awkwardly saying, "Let's go." Meanwhile, Dongdong approached another girl, his lecherous grin making me feel disgusted.

We didn't go to the dance hall, nor did we really think about where to go. We just walked along the street, chatting and laughing. With Dongdong's constant banter, the atmosphere became increasingly relaxed, and the awkwardness lessened considerably. After strolling around the pedestrian street, I noticed Yue seemed a bit tired, so I suggested we stop by a nearby coffee shop for a bit.

Since it was only a little past eight, and the nightlife was just beginning, the coffee shop wasn't crowded. Dongdong shamelessly pulled the girl next to him to sit down, leaving me to sit with Yue, which actually suited me perfectly.

We sat together, playing cards and chatting. I learned more about her; Yue was actually the school beauty of this vocational school! (Although she wouldn't admit it, I was secretly delighted.) Many people pursued her, including Wei, who was from her hometown and was also pursuing her, but Yue hadn't agreed to date him. However, Wei still took good care of her.

Later, Yue started dating a local playboy, but she was deceived. From then on, Wei gave anyone who approached Yue a cold shoulder, which was the reason for yesterday's fight. Her companion, Zhou Yun, was also quite good-looking and came from the same school; she was Yue's best friend.

Naturally, Yue and I started dating. I abandoned a bunch of my buddies and spent every day with Dongdong going to see Yue and Yun. Our relationship gradually warmed up, and touching and kissing were commonplace, but we hadn't crossed the final line yet. Wei even became my friend. It's true what they say, you become friends after a fight. He didn't interfere with Yue and me anymore, but just told me to be good to Yue, and I nodded in agreement.

(As people get older, they start to reminisce. Looking at it this way, am I getting old too? Writing so much unrelated stuff to reminisce about my lost youth, haha, please don't mind.)

Part Two: Classroom Passion

It was a weekend. After the four of us finished dancing, Dongdong said he was a little hungry, so we went to a nearby restaurant for a late-night snack. After a month of getting to know each other, we were all quite familiar with each other. I also knew that Zhou Yun could drink a lot, so I ordered a case of beer. We chatted and laughed while drinking, and soon the case of beer was gone.

I drank three bottles, and Yue, who rarely drinks, actually drank two. Of course, Dongdong drank the most.

When we left the restaurant, we were all a little dizzy, but the amount of alcohol wasn't enough to get us drunk. Dongdong seemed to have planned this all along; he greeted us and said he was going to watch a video, then hurriedly pulled Zhou Yun away, as if afraid I'd interrupt his good time.

I laughed and scolded him a couple of times, then Yue and I walked hand-in-hand along the road, whispering sweet nothings. When we got to her dorm, I checked my watch—it was almost midnight. I said goodbye and was about to leave, but Yue suddenly said she didn't want to go back to her dorm right away and wanted to stay a little longer.

I hesitated, "The dorm closes at midnight, how will you get in?" She laughed and said it was okay, we could just go find Yun and spend the night together in the video room. I thought that made sense, so I nodded and walked with her to a small lake not far from the dorm. We found a stone bench and sat down.

The October night was already a bit chilly. We weren't dressed warmly enough; Yue was only wearing a dress and a shirt. She sat beside me, her hands on my lap, her head resting on my shoulder, speaking softly to me. I wrapped my arms around Yue's slender waist from behind, taking her small hand in my other hand and gently stroking it.

Yue seemed to feel cold, her body shivering slightly as she nestled close to me. I took off my coat and gently draped it over her shoulders. Looking at Yue's fair face in the soft lamplight, I couldn't resist kissing her cheek.

Yue turned her head, her bright, sparkling eyes gazing at me tenderly. Her gaze was pure and clear, and seeing it, my heart skipped a beat. Then, I kissed her lips.

Although Yue's lips were somewhat thin, they still felt plump and comfortable when our lips touched. My tongue slipped into her mouth and swirled around. Yue turned around and wrapped her arms around my neck, responding passionately to my kisses. Her small, fragrant tongue entwined with mine and began to suckle.

After a while, I felt uncomfortable in this position, so I simply picked her up and laid her across my lap. Then I wrapped my arms around her waist, letting out a soft gasp for my roughness and directness, but I didn't let go, still holding her tightly around my neck. I then pressed my lips to hers, and Yue lowered her head to meet mine, our lips intertwining.

The alcohol took effect at this point, and under the passionate kiss, I became aroused. My hands, which had been around her waist, crept up to her chest. Before Yue could react, I had already pressed down on her soft yet elastic breasts and began to knead them wantonly.

Yue was startled and gasped softly, trying to remove my hand, but I wouldn't give her the chance. I covered her mouth with my hand and refused to let go. Yue could only shake her head, making muffled "woo-woo" sounds. After struggling for a while, Yue knew it was futile, so she obediently gave up resisting and let my large hand caress her full breasts.

After a while, I released her lips and began to focus on her beautiful breasts. Yue sighed with relief, her voice sweet and coquettish, which immediately aroused me. I felt the constriction of my jeans and briefs and strongly wanted to free my penis. Coincidentally, because Yue was sitting on my lap, my hard erection was pressing firmly against her soft thigh.

Yue shyly opened her eyes, too embarrassed to look at my face or glance down. She could only look at my shoulder sideways. She clearly felt my hardness. I chuckled and kissed her cheek, while my hand continued to roam over her body.

My initial caresses were through her shirt and bra, a feeling that felt unreal. So I unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt. Yue shyly pulled at her shirt, trying to stop my wicked hand from going any deeper, but how could I give up such a tempting prey? Ignoring her

reaction, I stubbornly slipped my hand inside her breast from above. So soft! Even though I'd touched it several times before, its amazing softness and elasticity still made me involuntarily exclaim in admiration. Actually, her breasts weren't large, probably a B-cup, just the right size to be held in one hand, but they were surprisingly firm. If you saw them in a picture now, you'd definitely think they were surgically enhanced, perfectly hemispherical. Because she was still very young, not yet eighteen, her nipples and areolas were very light in color, and small and delicate, very attractive.

Her skin was also incredibly beautiful, delicate and smooth, feeling incredibly soft to the touch, like touching a piece of silk. While caressing her breasts, I whispered sweet nothings in her ear, and Yue quickly lost herself. Looking at her beautiful face, flushed with both shyness and joy, I felt a surge of triumphant conquest.

Soon, I felt unsatisfied again. Because of the bra, I couldn't fully grasp her breasts, which made my hands very uncomfortable. So I reached behind her back and slipped my hand under the hem of her shirt to unhook her bra. Strangely, this time she didn't resist. She just hugged my neck tighter and whispered, "No!"

But such a sweet voice only fueled my desire. I didn't stop but continued deeper, brushing against her smooth back. I finally found the clasp of her bra and gently unhooked it. Her

breasts were suddenly freed and bounced violently. I was stunned, not expecting them to be so elastic. Then, overjoyed, I pulled aside the hard lining under the bra and grabbed them. Since Yue was sitting sideways on my lap, it would be awkward to touch them with both hands. After touching them for a moment, I felt uncomfortable with the position, so I picked her up and forcibly spread her thighs, making her straddle me face-to-face.

The resistance lessened, and this time I lifted her up with almost no effort. This position was even more intimate. I looked at Yue in my arms; her neatly tied ponytail had loosened, leaving her hair disheveled. Her pretty face was slightly flushed, and she was gazing at me tenderly. The top three buttons of her shirt were undone, the blouse open, vaguely revealing her pink bra. A large expanse of her snow-white breasts reflected a soft glow under the distant streetlights.

She sat entirely on my lap, her white thighs pressed firmly against mine because she was still wearing a skirt. Because of the close proximity, my erection touched between her legs. She felt my hot hardness and shyly tried to sit back, but I held her tightly.

This movement caused her soft breasts to tremble, and the closer proximity pressed her breasts against my chest. How could I resist any longer? I lowered my head and took her nipple into my mouth. It was hard yet elastic, and the fragrance of her body filled my nostrils.

Yue shyly tried to push me away, but her strength was no match for my movements. I greedily sucked on Yue's nipple, which had hardened due to cold or excitement. Although it didn't taste like much, it felt like I was eating the most delicious thing in the world. I not only sucked on it but also occasionally stuck out my tongue to lick the areola and nipple.

Yue's body suddenly stiffened, as if she were enduring something with all her might. Her small nipples slowly swelled and became even firmer. Seeing this, I became even more excited. One hand climbed onto her other free breast, playfully flicking the nipple with my fingers, while the other hand wandered over Yue's full, slender thighs, tracing the smooth, satin-like skin.

Yue subconsciously tried to squeeze her legs together, but to no avail, as her legs were spread wide, wrapped around my buttocks, and she couldn't move an inch. Under my multiple stimulations, Yue's stiff body slowly softened. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, but because she was trying so hard to suppress it, the sound became very strange.

But to my ears, the sound was like heavenly music, further stimulating my animalistic desires. I took one of her hands that was wrapped around my neck and placed it on my already erect member. Yue hesitated for a moment, trying to break free from my hand, but she didn't succeed. Helpless, her soft little hand finally touched my weapon.

I guided her hand to massage my penis a few times, and she gave up struggling, obediently stroking my crotch. Unlike my usual masturbation, the soft touch of her small hands and the beautiful sight before me gave me unparalleled pleasure; I felt so good I wanted to scream.

I intensified my hand and mouth movements, stimulating her breasts while my hand on her thigh began to explore upwards. Moving along the smooth inner thigh, I finally touched the place I had longed for—her vulva!

Through her cotton panties, my fingertips felt the exceptional softness and irresistible heat there. Just as I was about to go deeper, she suddenly grabbed my hand, turned her face towards me, and said in a soft voice, "Not here, it's too bright here..."

She couldn't finish her sentence because of shyness, but I was overjoyed: if it's too bright here, then the darker places will do? I stopped being impatient and gently pulled her bra up to her chest, trying to fasten the back clasp for her. But after struggling for a while, I couldn't manage it. She laughed shyly at me, "Silly!" Then, she put her hands behind her back and magically fastened it in

one go. I smiled, not taking it to heart, and helped her button up her shirt. As I did so, I whispered sweet nothings that made her blush. Finally, I pulled her down, kissed her, and softly said, "Shall we go?"

With that, I put my arm around her slender waist and walked along the lakeside, my mind wandering to where we should go. Back then, staying in a hotel wasn't as simple as it is now. Besides, I didn't have my ID with me, so I hesitated for a long time, unsure of where to go. Finally, just as I was about to take her to the video room to find Dongdong and the others, she spoke up: "Why don't we go to the classroom? It's quite warm there. I have the classroom key."

I was worried about having nowhere to go, so I immediately agreed. We walked along the tree-lined path of the school towards the teaching building. The school path was deserted late at night. She seemed a little cold, or perhaps scared, as she leaned tightly against me. I comforted her and held her tighter as we reached the teaching building.

All the lights in the teaching building were off, but we didn't dare turn them on, afraid that the night watchman would cause trouble. Fortunately, it was almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and the bright moonlight was quite clear, so the teaching building wasn't too dark. Yue's classroom was on the fourth floor, and we walked up the stairs together, arm in arm.

On the way up, I couldn't help but tease Yue, occasionally touching her breasts or thighs. Yue pouted and said, "Stop fooling around, let's talk in the classroom. What if we run into someone..."

I interrupted her, chuckling, "What are you afraid of! You're so imaginative. Who would be here in the middle of the night? Don't scare yourself!"

As I spoke, I deliberately took a step back, trying to frighten Yue. Yue, however, was quite bold and wasn't intimidated by my words. She ignored me and continued walking upstairs. Seeing her like this, I had no choice but to abandon my plan to scare her and followed her upstairs.

Behind Yue, watching her swaying body, I felt a surge of desire again. Because we were going up the stairs, her round, large buttocks swayed naturally with each step. From below, her skirt, which actually reached her knees, didn't seem that long. As she walked, her long, white legs were faintly visible, and the perfect curves of her calves almost took my breath away.

Unlike the previous open confrontation, where I had some reservations due to the light, this place was quiet and deserted, which emboldened me. Looking at Yue's beautiful back, my lust intensified, and fueled by the alcohol, I couldn't resist taking two quick steps forward to catch up with her.

Yue, unaware of my intentions, continued walking calmly, her body swaying naturally. I reached out and grabbed her thigh, quickly lifting her skirt and kneading her smooth thighs and plump buttocks wantonly.

Yue cried out in alarm, "What are you doing? No…" trying to escape, but I wasn't about to let the opportunity slip away. I firmly encircled her waist with one hand and moved the other towards her genitals.

"Ah! Not here! I'll do it when we get to the classroom, okay!" Yue, attacked, quickly bent over, begging for mercy, but dared not shout, only pleading softly.

"What are you afraid of? There's no one here!" I panted, touching Yue's unusually soft mound of flesh, sliding it back and forth along the cleft of her panties. Suddenly, I froze. No wonder Yue was in such a hurry to run away; my hand, even through the two layers of fabric, was already soaked with moisture, wetting the two fingers I had inserted!

I was overjoyed and teased, "No wonder you wouldn't let me touch you, look!" As I spoke, I held out my fingers, the vaginal fluid glistening in the moonlight.

Yue was annoyed and embarrassed: "Hmph, you're making fun of me, I'm ignoring you!" She turned to leave, feigning anger.

But I wasn't intimidated by her little trick. I laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore!"

As I spoke, I released my arm around her waist. Yue, unsuspecting, angrily took a step forward, but I suddenly pulled her close and hugged her tightly.

My hand then began to attack her lower body with all my might. Easily, I pushed aside the panties covering her vulva. Yue clearly hadn't expected me to attack her again; before she could even react, I had already slipped my hand into her hairy, wet, throbbing opening.

Her panties and vulva were a mess, covered in sticky fluid. As my fingers slid along, her juices soaked my entire palm and were still dripping down! I never imagined a woman could produce so much vaginal fluid when aroused (this is completely true, all the scenes are real, and because it left such a deep impression on me, I still remember it vividly, so don't doubt it; I've had relationships with no fewer than a dozen women before, but none of them produced as much vaginal fluid as Yue did at this moment. At most, only a few drops would drip outside the opening. Before this, I didn't really believe that women could have "squirt," but after this, I believe it!). While I was astonished

, Yue was so shy that she couldn't help but blush, and she forgot to pretend to be angry, only saying in a coquettish voice, "You're so bad, I said we'd talk about it in the classroom, and you're doing this to me again!" I then came to my senses, looking at the vaginal fluid covering my palm, and couldn't help but put it to my nose to smell it. A sour and refreshing smell wafted up and smelled very nice, and then my wet hand once again reached into Yue's wet vulva.

Unexpectedly, Yue suddenly dodged backward, and we lost our balance and fell down the stairs. Yue's body fell backward and leaned against the wall next to the stairs, while I pounced on her body, burying my head between her legs.

Through the bright moonlight, I saw that I had pulled her milky-white panties aside, revealing most of her beautiful vulva. At the very top was a thick patch of pubic hair, clearly unkempt, a tangled mess in an inverted triangle shape, the tip of the triangle ending abruptly at her vulva. Although the light wasn't very bright, I could clearly see how beautiful her vulva was. Unlike most Asian women's dark brown vulvas, hers was a vibrant pink. Her labia majora were smooth and hairless, gleaming alluringly in the moonlight.

And the little red clitoris, previously hidden under the foreskin, had peeked out, curiously looking at me, this uninvited guest, its bright red color quite pleasing.

The delicate labia minora weren't the long, drooping fleshy kind, but rather were held between the two fleshy, raised labia majora, revealing only a glimpse of their adorable pink edges, like two tender lips slightly pouting. A large amount of vaginal fluid flowed ceaselessly between those tightly closed lips, soaking my panties and turning them slippery, sticky, and wet.

Seeing this rare sight, I couldn't help but reach out and touch the source I had longed for. The moment I touched that warm, soft vulva, an indescribable, inexplicable feeling surged to my fingertips. Like holding a priceless, fragile work of art, I carefully and gently caressed her labia majora.

Yue's body trembled violently, her upper body arching backward, her long, slender legs straightening, involuntarily clamping my hand that lingered on her mons pubis. She let out a long, intoxicating moan, a sound that almost melted my heart.

My heart was pounding with excitement, and the burning desire within me made it impossible to control my emotions. I forcefully spread her tightly closed legs again and began to caress her vulva. Unexpectedly, Yue did not struggle or resist anymore. Instead, she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and began to moan softly, suppressing her voice. The tension from before quickly relaxed, and her whole body went limp like a lump of mud. She leaned against the wall by the stairs, panting, letting my hands ravage her vulva.

I didn't linger on her labia majora any longer. After a few more caresses, I moved to that alluring entrance and pulled down Yue's panties, which were covering the lower half of her vulva, up to her buttocks, exposing her entire vulva to the moonlight. Now, I could see more clearly the slightly reflective lustful fluid slowly flowing from her alluring cave.

I moistened my hand with a drop of slippery fluid from her vulva, rubbed it between two fingers, and then slid my fingers across Yue's vulva. Unlike the dry touch before, the fluid made my movements much smoother.

Feeling the smoothness and softness of my fingertips, and listening to the sweet moans beside me, my hand moved faster and faster, sliding back and forth along that alluring cleft. Yue's entire vulva was eventually covered in fluid; not only her clitoris, but even her pubic hair was matted together from the wetness. The

initially clear fluid began to foam under my friction.

My entire palm was covered in her fluids, and the erotic scent emanating from her vulva filled my nostrils—a slightly fishy, slightly sweet, slightly sour aroma. This scent further fueled my desire. A thought I'd never had before flashed through my mind: I inexplicably brought my wet hand to my lips and licked the fluid with my tongue! Previously, in my mind, a woman's urinary and menstrual areas were very dirty. Although I had been with many women before, I never dared to give them oral sex, and this was the first time I had ever eaten their vaginal fluids! There

wasn't any strange taste in my mouth, just a slightly salty, refreshing feeling. Suddenly, Yue realized my naughty hand had disappeared. She opened her eyes and saw me licking her vaginal fluids. Seeing my ecstatic expression, she shyly whispered, "What are you doing? It's so dirty! Don't eat it!" Her voice was barely a whisper.

Seeing her hesitant expression, I teased, "What's so dirty about your own body? It tastes delicious. Do you want to try it?" Saying this, I held my hand out in front of her.

"Um…no…take your hand away! It's filthy, I don't want to taste it!" Yue was terrified and desperately tried to avoid me.

I didn't force her anymore, and withdrew my hand, laughing, "It's delicious, if you don't want it, I will!" As I spoke, I put my finger in my mouth and sucked on it with relish, deliberately making "smacking" sounds. Yue was extremely shy and covered her pretty face with her hands.

Seeing this, I knew I couldn't tease her too much anymore. I stopped sucking and began to move on to the next step. My hand continued to slide on Yue's alluring vulva a few times, and then, following the slippery lustful juices, my index finger slid into her vulva. My finger was tightly surrounded by the layers of flesh inside her vagina, and the feeling was so good! Yue didn't expect me to suddenly attack her vagina, and she cried out "Ah!" Then, realizing her loss of composure, she immediately covered her lips with her small hands.

I didn't pause inside, but gently began to thrust in and out. Even with the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, I still felt significant resistance as my fingers moved in and out. I could even sensitively perceive the layers of folds in her vaginal walls. Her vagina was hot and moist, and it felt as if a suction force was drawing my fingers deeper.

Although Yue's body had softened, her long, slender thighs seemed to be still tense, trembling slightly. My movements unconsciously became faster and faster, and Yue's reactions grew stronger. Although she tried to suppress her moans, they grew louder, and her soft body gradually hardened, her trembling intensifying.

Knowing that the clitoris was the most sensitive spot for a woman, I began to rub it back and forth with my other hand. Now, Yue was even more overwhelmed, twisting her alluring body while panting and protesting softly, "Ah...don't rub...ah...there...good brother...I can't take it anymore..."

Listening to Yue's incoherent ramblings, I recklessly thrust my hand into her body. For some reason, the pleasure of this fingering intoxicated me. Although my large penis was almost bursting through my pants, I wasn't in a hurry to have sex with Yue; I just kept thrusting harder and harder.

Yue was in a frenzied state, her body trembling uncontrollably, yet she still begged me, "Good brother...um...don't do it anymore...I can't take it anymore...ah...I want you to fuck me...let's do it in the classroom...ah...okay...ah...I'm going to come..."

I ignored her pleas, my fingers moving faster than ever before. Yue could no longer bear the pleasure of my fingering; suddenly, her entire body stiffened, her buttocks lifted off the ground, and her vagina thrust upwards.

I felt a surge of heat well up from the depths of Yue's fiery little hole, hitting my fingers. I knew she had reached her climax. She jerked a few more times, then pulled my fingers out. A jet of white fluid gushed from Yue's hole, spraying onto my hand and the stairs before I could react. I clearly saw large water stains on the floor, while her thighs and anus were still flowing with her juices.

Yue's tense body went completely limp, collapsing limply onto the stairs, unresponsive. She was like a corpse, with only her still-heavy heaving abdomen and heavy breathing reminding me of the intense climax she had just experienced!

Looking at Yue's wide-open legs and her vulnerable posture, I finally seemed to feel the throbbing pain in my erect penis. A strong urge to soothe my engorged cock made me bend down and lift the limp Wenwen, carrying her upstairs step by step.

Yue seemed to regain some of her senses, struggling to wrap her arms around my neck and pointing towards their classroom. When we arrived at the classroom door, Yue took out the key from Xiaokun's bag, opened the door, and I carried her into the classroom.

Outside, the moon was bright and the stars were few, and the classroom was well-lit, with little difference in light between inside and outside. The classroom was messy, with backpacks and stationery scattered on some desks. I found a clean-looking desk by the window and gently laid Yue on it.

Yue had already woken up and said to me shyly, "You're so bad! I told you to talk in the classroom, but you wouldn't listen. If anyone finds out, I won't be able to stay at school anymore!"

I knew she was still a little embarrassed, and I couldn't tease her any further. I gently kissed Yue's cheek and said, "Okay, it's all my fault. I couldn't help myself! I won't do it again!"

"A next time? Humph! You wish!" Yue pouted and said angrily. Her coquettish yet reproachful look aroused my desire. I picked up Yue's head, buried my face in hers, and kissed her deeply, my hands starting to unbutton her shirt.

After what had just happened, Yue seemed to have let go of herself. She kissed me passionately while holding me tightly, no longer dodging or struggling at my touch. This made it easy for me to completely unbutton her shirt. I pulled the shirt aside, then clumsily unhooked her pink bra, pushing it up to her shoulders, revealing her perfect upper body. Then I unzipped the side of her skirt, and Yue, understandingly, gently lifted her hips, allowing me to pull off her skirt and soaked panties.

Yue's entire body radiated youthful vitality; her flawless figure was now fully exposed to my gaze. I was mesmerized, almost breathless. In the soft moonlight, her snow-white body reflected a faint glow, almost too beautiful to look at directly. Although she usually appeared slightly thin, her body lines were so soft, unlike some bony girls who give the impression of stiffness.

Because of her lying position, her collarbone was clearly visible beneath her jade-like neck, forming a small indentation. While a small protrusion of bone was visible on her shoulder, the rest of her body appeared smooth and rounded. Her arms, though slender, lacked prominent knuckles, appearing rounded and pleasing.

Her breasts suddenly rose high; the perfect hemispherical shape didn't expand outwards despite the lying position, remaining firmly pressed against her chest. While not particularly large, their delicate size was perfectly proportioned to her figure. Her pink areolas weren't large, only about the size of an ancient coin. And the nipples, which I usually found somewhat small, were erect with excitement, their color no longer the usual pink, but a vibrant red.

Below her breasts were faintly visible ribs and a flat, even slightly concave, abdomen, with a cute, deeply recessed navel in the middle. Triangular pubic hair lay flat on top of her mons pubis. Her legs were bent, making the view inside her vagina somewhat obscured, but her snow-white thighs and long, shapely calves still made me involuntarily swallow hard.

I could no longer restrain myself. In a few swift movements, I removed the restraints from my lower body, and my long-suppressed, thick penis sprang out menacingly, nodding in acknowledgment towards Yue's vagina. Yue, looking at my bulging, veiny shaft and mushroom-shaped glans, involuntarily covered her mouth and exclaimed in amazement, "Ah!" as if praising its size.

Encouraged, my cock hardened even more. I climbed onto the table, knelt between Yue's legs, and, holding my cock upright, thrust it into her wet, gushing opening. With a "plop," my entire cock, lubricated by the juices, broke through the resistance, reaching the very back of the cave, stopping only at a soft, elastic spot. Looking down, I saw my entire thick shaft was inside, completely submerged. All I could see was my own tangled pubic hair intertwined with Yue's.

Yue couldn't help but cry out, melodious moans and groans flowing from her sexy mouth. The meaningless syllables revealed her pleasure. Her beautiful upper body writhed incessantly.

I straddled Yue and began thrusting vigorously. With each in-and-out motion of my penis, our bodies collided, causing her to move back and forth on the desk. Her beautiful breasts swayed with each rise and fall, creating waves of milk that made me dizzy.

To shake off the dizziness, I reached out and grabbed Yue's two soft, elastic breasts, kneading them and shaping them in my hands. Then I lowered my head and took one of her nipples into my mouth. The playful, elastic nipple pressed against my tongue, making me circle it with my tongue. Sometimes I would swallow it deeply and suckle hard, and other times I would gently bite the sensitive nipple with my teeth.

Yue wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, as if she wanted to suffocate me by pressing me against her erection. She tousled my hair with her hands, as if only then would she be satisfied. Her moans, which started as barely perceptible murmurs, grew louder and louder, like the screams of actresses in AVs. I never expected that Yue, who usually seemed so innocent, would react like this.

As if encouraged, I gradually increased the frequency of my thrusts, making sure each time that my penis was fully inside, then pulling out until only the glans remained, before plunging it back in forcefully.

Yue began babbling incoherently, her words echoing in the classroom late at night. She, who had been so afraid of being seen or heard, hadn't realized how loud she was. Her desperate cries

continued, reaching my ears: "Mmm...so...so good...brother, you're so...

ah...so amazing..."

Hearing this encouragement, I became even more excited. Perhaps I had been holding back for too long, because soon, a tingling sensation spread through the tip of my penis, and my glans swelled noticeably. I felt the urge to ejaculate!

But I didn't hold back. Taking advantage of the intense pleasure, I thrust deeper a few times, and with each throbbing of my penis, the first spurt of semen shot out powerfully, reaching the deepest part of Yue's alluring cave. Only then did Yue realize I had ejaculated, and she cried out in alarm, "Brother, don't ejaculate inside! I'm in my fertile period today!" She frantically pushed against my chest with both hands.

But the intoxicating feeling made me unwilling to pull out my penis. I stopped moving, just kept thrusting deep inside Yue, letting my copious amount of semen flow in and out. My penis throbbed inside her, and strangely, Yue's vagina seemed to have a suction force pulling my penis in.

After Yue tried to push me away but failed, she gave up and instead wrapped her legs around my back. Neither of us spoke, just breathing heavily and gazing at each other tenderly, the two of us lying there quietly enjoying the afterglow of our orgasm.

After a while, I rolled over and lay down next to Yue, embracing her warm and soft body, whispering sweet nothings to her. Before long, I felt my penis harden again, and without hesitation, I mounted her once more…

Campus Spring Affairs Chapter 52 Rape Li Guyi

Speaking of Chen Qiang, everyone in the country except children under three years old probably hates him with a passion. The nickname "Pervert" is not enough to represent even a fraction of his crimes. From eighty-year-old women to children under ten, all fell victim to his cruelty. Even the female singer Li Guyi, who had recently performed in E Province, was violated by him, but this was known only to his colleagues and the individuals involved; the general public was unaware.

It is said that after Li Guyi checked into the hotel that day, the entire hotel was surrounded, and everyone entering and leaving underwent extremely strict checks. Unexpectedly, just before dawn, Chen Qiang appeared at Li Guyi's bedside.

Looking at the sleeping Li Guyi, Chen Qiang chuckled to himself: (Li Guyi is just a woman, isn't she?

After I've had my way with her, she'll know what it's like.)

He then slowly pulled back the covers, revealing a remarkably well-maintained body, not at all like a woman in her fifties. (I wonder if she'll still be wet down there? If not, then I'll have to use oil.)

He ripped off the belt of her pajamas, revealing she wasn't wearing anything underneath, saving him a lot of trouble. A closer look revealed that aside from her large, slightly sagging breasts, there were no wrinkles; she'd probably had a facelift. He carefully tied Li Guyi's hands and feet to the bed before beginning his assault.

Chen Qiang went straight for her genitals, first dripping a few drops of honey on them, then licking them all over. Li Guyi was still asleep, unaware that someone was licking her genitals. Seeing no reaction, Chen Qiang inserted his tongue into her vagina, gently pressing his fingers against her clitoris, moving it left and right, his tongue moving in and out in tandem, using his tongue as a substitute for his penis to arouse her first, making things easier later.

Sure enough, in less than five minutes, Li Guyi's breathing became rapid, her vagina began to contract, and a little bit of vaginal fluid started to flow out. Seeing his chance, Chen Qiang immediately pulled down his pants, revealing his large penis, and thrust it in all the way.

In her sleep, Li Guyi vaguely felt someone licking her genitals, thinking it was her man teasing her. But when the enemy was at the gates, she realized the hot, large penis wasn't her man's, and besides, he hadn't come with her this time. Just as she was wondering, waves of pleasure washed over her. Before she could even think about who it was, she cried out, "Oh! Oh! So good!"

The moan had barely left her lips when she immediately remembered who was on top of her. Opening her eyes, she saw a man she'd never seen before on top of her, and was terrified! The pleasure vanished instantly.

"Who?"

Before she could finish speaking, a mouth covered hers. The strange taste was unpleasant.

Chen Qiang, afraid she would scream, covered Li Guyi's mouth with his own, his tongue desperately trying to penetrate hers. Li Guyi was terrified, as if she'd lost her soul. With her hands and feet bound, she could only shake her head and body, trying to escape the torment of this lecherous fiend. Bound and unable to escape the man, and being a woman, she could only let his penis thrust in and out of her vagina.

Chen Qiang had initially planned to immediately begin a vigorous, hundred-round thrusting session. However, after hearing that older women's vaginas were large, he found it wasn't as exaggerated as he'd imagined; perhaps his was just too big! He began with gentle, slow thrusts, coupled with Li Guyi's own swaying, intending a protracted battle.

After several minutes, Li Guyi finally ran out of strength; her body stopped swaying, and her head ceased moving. Watching herself being raped, she was filled with immense pain: "I, a renowned singer, have suffered such humiliation in this small province, and I cannot reveal it publicly. What am I to do?"

Seeing Li Guyi's grave expression and the lack of vaginal lubrication or contraction, Chen Qiang knew she was worried about being raped. His desperate thrusting seemed to be futile; he thought, "You won't know my power until I use some extraordinary methods." He took a deep breath, strained his dantian, and his penis suddenly more than doubled in size. He began to penetrate Li Guyi with a nine-shallow-one-deep technique.

Li Guyi was thinking about what had happened, and she couldn't muster any desire. But suddenly, she felt her vagina being filled to the brim, and a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long, long time resurfaced. Forty years ago, when she first secretly made love with her boyfriend in a hotel, wasn't that swelling sensation and that feeling of impulse similar to this?

(Oh...no, I'm being raped now, how can I think about the past?)

(Oh...since marrying my current husband and having a child, how long has it been since I felt this satisfied?)

(Oh...oh...hum...)

As Li Guyi's thoughts returned to this, all her senses returned. Her vagina contracted repeatedly, and her vaginal fluids flowed incessantly, soaking the entire bed sheet, as if forty years' worth of fluids had been released. Chen Qiang, of course, sensed it and knew that Li Guyi would no longer resist. He first untied the ropes, then took a deep breath to consolidate his essence, preparing for a final showdown.

As soon as the ropes were untied, Li Guyi clamped Chen Qiang down with her hands and feet, thrusting her hips upwards with all her might, afraid that this lovely big penis would leave her. While thrusting, she shouted, "Oh! Oh! Good! Faster, go in a little deeper!"

Fortunately, the suite's soundproofing was excellent, otherwise the police outside... Old Wei had already rushed in!

Seeing this, Chen Qiang couldn't help but feel smug: (Hmph! I knew it, aren't they all women? What's the difference between a singer and a prostitute?)

He thrust in and out hundreds more times, and Li Guyi gripped Chen Qiang tightly, her waist arching upwards, her body trembling uncontrollably, her mouth wide open but unable to utter a sound. Chen Qiang felt his penis being pounded by a warm spring of water, so he quickly held his breath, gently biting his tongue, letting the water wash over him. At this moment, Li Guyi, having just climaxed, was in a state of exhaustion, lying sprawled on the bed.

It was just dawn, but Chen Qiang still hadn't ejaculated. Looking at Li Guyi lying on the bed, he kissed her cheek and left with the words: "I'll come back and fuck you again, you wait!"

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