[Me and the Women Around Me] [Part Two] [Part 1] [12 Chapters Total]

Chapter 1 Senior Sister Wenwen

Every university organizes upperclassmen to mentor freshmen upon enrollment to help them adapt to university life more quickly, and my school was no exception. When I stepped into the school gate, I was greeted by Senior Sister Wenwen, a year ahead of me, a sophomore.

Senior Sister Wenwen was tall, much taller than me at 1.63 meters (I later learned that she was 1.73 meters tall). That day, she wore dark blue jeans, flat canvas sneakers, and a loose sports t-shirt—a typical female college student outfit. However, I was still deeply attracted by what made her different—unlike other slender girls, she was thin, and her impressive bust, even under her loose clothes, still amazed me! In contrast, her face was less eye-catching—her features were regular and average, coupled with her neat short hair—truly an ordinary face.

Perhaps my gaze was already quite intense, perhaps even drooling, because she gave me a serious look from the start, so much so that I felt those eyes carried a stern warning beneath their gentleness.

There were quite a few people with me: butler, driver, servants, bodyguards—seven or eight in total. Although I understood my father's worry and concern for me, his first time traveling so far from home, I firmly believed that as a university student, I had to learn to be independent. So I absolutely refused to let them step into the school gates—if my classmates saw me, I really wouldn't be able to fit in with my classmates anymore. Luckily, I didn't bring a single suitcase. In my eyes, what daily necessities couldn't be bought with money? My only luggage consisted of my two backpacks: one containing my clothes, and the other containing my laptop, digital camera, music player, mobile phone, wallet, and credit cards.

Senior Sister Wenwen said, "Let me help you with that."

She reached out and slung my backpack, which contained my laptop, over my shoulder, and led the way towards the registration area. "Let's go."

For me, I'd rather go three days and three nights without changing my underwear than leave my laptop behind, so I reached out to pull the backpack off her. But she seemed to have read my movements, and with a twist of her slender waist, she dodged.

Undeterred, I took a step forward and reached out again, but she moved a step to the left, then a step to the right and back, so that she was standing shoulder to shoulder with me. I felt a little embarrassed—she was a head taller than me, and walking one behind the other was already awkward enough; now that she was next to me, I felt even more uncomfortable. In a moment of inspiration, I said to her, "Senior Sister, thank you for helping me with my things. But could you please help me with this backpack?"

As I spoke, I handed her the backpack containing my clothes.

She laughed and said, "Look at you, a strong wind could blow you to the sky. I helped you carry a heavy bag, and you're not even grateful?"

I was displeased: "Even if I'm shorter than you, isn't it a bit much for you to talk like that?"

But I couldn't say that, so I could only say, "No, no, but this bag contains something very dangerous, please give it back to me."

A look of fear flashed across her face, and she quickly switched the backpack back, asking, "What is it? Don't bring dangerous things to school."

I smiled slyly: "The most dangerous thing is my trick."

She realized she'd been tricked, and while pursing her lips, she raised her hand as if to hit me: "You dare to play tricks on your senior! I'll teach you to play tricks! I'll teach you to play tricks!"

I knew I couldn't go too far with the joke, so I dodged while laughing and saying, "I surrender! I surrender! I, I, I can't afford to mess with you, I surrender, I surrender, okay?"

She chased me for a few steps and then stopped, her smile fading, saying, "Alright, stop fooling around, come with me to register."

At the registration desk, she led me through the queue to complete the formalities, and then took me to the boys' dormitory. While making the bed, she asked me, "Why didn't you bring any bedding?"

I said, "I was planning to buy some here."

She sighed and said, "I can't stand you. Have you never been far from home? Come on, let's go out and buy some."

I walked out of the school gate, but to my surprise, the butler and his entourage were already waiting at the entrance. When they saw me come out, they all rushed forward.

The butler said, "How is it, young master (that's how private assistants in Hong Kong address the children of wealthy families)?"

Senior Sister Wenwen had probably never seen such a scene before. She was stunned and couldn't say a word.

I said calmly, "It's nothing, I'll go buy some bedding."

The butler said again, "No need to buy any, young master. When your acceptance letter came down, the master already instructed us to rent an apartment for you in the apartment complex over there. Please go and take a look."

I got angry: "You only care about the master! I'm telling you, I'm going to buy bedding right now, and I'll be sleeping in the dorm starting tonight!"

The butler's tone remained calm: "Young master, the apartment is ready. Besides, there's no computer or internet in your student dorms."

I sighed inwardly, "I really can't live without a computer or internet."

But I still stubbornly insisted: "About the apartment... " "We'll talk about it tonight. I've already decided to buy bedding. Anyone who dares to block my way, get ready to pack your bags!"

I turned to my senior, Wenwen, and said, "Senior, let's go."

After walking about twenty steps, Wenwen finally asked me, "Who are they?"

Helpless, I had no choice but to tell her about my family background, adding, "I'm getting more and more annoyed with them; they're always causing trouble. By the way, is there really no computer or internet in the dorm?"

She shook her head and said, "No. I always go to internet cafes outside."

I thought to myself, "So, I really can't stay in the dorm long-term."

But since I had promised to buy bedding, I could only continue. After

buying the things and returning to the dorm, Wenwen helped me make my bed, saying, "Young master, I knew you couldn't make a bed."

Luckily, I was the first one to arrive, and there were no other boys in the dorm, otherwise, wouldn't I have been embarrassed? In any case, I was deeply grateful to her—as an only child, this was the first time I had experienced being cared for by an older sister. But there was nothing I could do, so I could only say to her, "Thank you so much for your help today. Let me treat you to dinner."

She took out her ID card—a student ID with a lanyard—from her pocket, and then pulled out a blue card from it, handing them both to me, saying, "Of course I'll treat you. Are you trying to run away?"

I looked closely, not knowing whether to laugh or cry—the name and photo on that student ID card were exactly myself!

Before I could say anything, she introduced them, "This is your student ID and student card. You need to show your student ID to enter the school, and you need your student card to eat and get water in the cafeteria, understand?"

I looked at my watch; it was already 5 PM. I said, "Okay, let's go eat."

And so, I began receiving a month of one-on-one support from Senior Sister Wenwen. Three days later, my university life officially began. But soon after, I couldn't stand life without a computer or internet, so I obediently moved to an apartment. When I had nothing to do, I would stay in the dormitory with my classmates. Whenever I wanted to go online, or on weekends, I would return to the apartment. The housekeeper wanted to stay and take care of me, but I insisted on living independently and sent him home.

Under the guise of a peer tutoring program, Senior Sister Wenwen would come to my apartment every few days to use the internet. To avoid conflicts with her, I specifically bought a desktop computer in the overly large dining room. As our relationship grew closer, she became less wary of me and genuinely treated me like a younger brother. This change was reflected in her clothing—the first time she came to my apartment, she wore tight jeans and a women's blouse, looking quite restrained. Later, she wore loose athletic pants and a t-shirt, and then she progressed to alluring hot pants and tight-fitting clothes. Several times, she even brought a change of clothes directly to the apartment after PE class to shower and change.

As our relationship deepened, I became increasingly attracted to her stunning figure, but every time I thought of her gentle, sisterly smile and her meticulous care, I suppressed my lustful desires.

During this time, I learned from classmates that Senior Sister Wenwen was not only the class beauty but also the sophomore beauty, and some even called her the most beautiful woman in the clinical medicine department. She had a boyfriend who was interning at a hospital; we called him Senior Brother De. I've never met him, but he looks tall and handsome in the photos, a perfect match for Wenwen.

Everything has its pros and cons—while I received Wenwen's help and support, it also made many male classmates jealous. Of course, this jealousy was also a source of pride for me; sometimes I would even joke with them, "If Wenwen were my girlfriend, wouldn't you tear me to pieces?"

Time flies, and before I knew it, it was October 1st. My roommates all left early, some going on trips, some going home, leaving me alone. I had planned to travel during the National Day holiday, but then a typhoon hit, and I couldn't go anywhere except my apartment. Bored, I called Wenwen to thank her for her help over the past month and invited her to dinner at my apartment. Knowing I couldn't buy groceries or cook, she said, "What do you like to eat? I'll buy it for you." That evening

, I cleaned the apartment (there was a cleaner twice a week) and quietly waited for Wenwen to arrive. Time ticked by, and it was already 7:30, but the doorbell still hadn't rung. The wind and rain outside were fierce, making me worried. I picked up my phone, about to call her, when the doorbell rang. She was right outside.

She was soaked to the bone, her hair hanging over her forehead, her thin white blouse completely transparent, her bright red bra glaringly obvious, her white cotton skirt dripping wet, her cloth shoes covered in mud, and she was carrying several plastic bags.

I felt a pang of guilt—I should have been thanking her, but instead, I'd left her in such a sorry state. I quickly took the plastic bags from her, saying, "I'm sorry, senior sister, it's all my fault. Go take a shower, don't catch a cold."

She responded blankly with a "Mm."

I thought, "Why is Senior Sister Wenwen, who's usually so cheerful and talkative, suddenly so quiet?"

Looking closer, I saw that her face, pale from the downpour, was filled with sadness, and even her eyes were red! Numbly, she took off her shoes, picked up her slippers, and walked barefoot into the bathroom.

I put her things in the kitchen, tidied up, and didn't know what to do next. I really hated myself—"Why didn't I learn to do housework before? If I knew how..."

Wenwen's hesitant voice came from the bathroom: "Xiaowen... I..."

I went to the bathroom door and asked, "What's wrong?"

She paused for a moment before saying in one breath, "Can you lend me a set of clothes? I forgot to bring any clothes."

After she said that, I remembered that ever since she came to my apartment to shower after PE class a few times, she had simply left her shower towel in my bathroom, but she never left her clothes. She was soaking wet now, so of course she couldn't continue wearing wet clothes, but my clothes weren't suitable for her either! I thought for a while, and then a brilliant idea struck me. I took out a long robe from the closet—this was originally a heavy brocade cotton robe that I had prepared for studying late into the night in winter. It had no buttons, only a belt. Although giving her these clothes might easily cause her to misunderstand, I had no other clothes for her to wear. I knocked on the bathroom door, stuffed the robe inside, and she didn't say anything. She dressed and came out, throwing her dirty clothes into the laundry basket and picking up a hairdryer to dry her hair.

After putting down the hairdryer, she said to me, "Okay, start cooking."

I felt guilty and said, "I'm sorry, senior sister. I really didn't want to do this, I..."

Her smile was a little stiff: "It's okay, I promised to cook for you."

As she spoke, she picked up the rice container.

I tentatively asked, "Senior Sister, you seem a little down."

Her hand, scooping rice, suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds resumed, she said, "Yes, it's my personal matter."

Although I never interfered in other people's private affairs, I felt a pang of resentment: "Actually, her private matter has nothing to do with me. Why am I so nervous? Could it be that I... How could I think that!"

As I thought this, I gazed at her back: "Under that heavy robe, Senior Sister's body must be completely naked. Her long legs, her slender waist, her full breasts... she... she's only wearing a belt now. If I... hehe..."

She didn't notice my wicked thoughts and changed the subject, asking... "Is today your birthday?"

I asked in surprise, "How...how did you know?"

She smiled and said, "I've seen your information. Okay, consider this my way of celebrating your birthday. You little rascal, go out and wait for dinner!"

I felt even more guilty: "She braved this wind and rain to buy groceries for my birthday, and not only could I not help, but I was also thinking these ridiculous thoughts! What a jerk I am!"

Seeing that I didn't go to the living room, she turned around, picked up the kitchen knife, and said with a mischievous smile, "Go out."

Seeing her smile, I knew her mood was improving, so I pretended to be scared and slipped into the living room in a few quick steps.

After we finished eating and cleaning up, we sat side-by-side on the sofa watching TV. The National Day gala didn't have any interesting programs, and after a while we got bored. The wind and rain continued to roar outside the window, and I couldn't help but think, "The weather forecast says the typhoon will make landfall tonight, and it looks like it won't calm down until tomorrow morning. My senior sister can't possibly go back in this condition, which means... I'll have to spend the night alone with her?"

Thinking this, I couldn't help but feel secretly excited.

She seemed completely oblivious to the danger around her, rubbing her eyes and saying, "I'm so sleepy."

I said, "The TV isn't good, let's just go to sleep."

Only when she mentioned sleep did she remember that I only had one bed, and this awful weather absolutely wouldn't allow her to leave the house, especially since her clothes were already soaking in the washing machine.

I sensed her thoughts and said, "You sleep on my bed, I'll sleep on the floor."

My room had wooden floors that were warm in winter and cool in summer; all I had to do was lay out a quilt on the floor and cover myself with an air-conditioning blanket—that would be my makeshift bed.

She helped me set up the makeshift bed, and hesitantly said to me, "Could you... go out for a bit?"

I obediently went outside, and only opened the door when she said I could come back in.

The moment I stepped inside, my soul was deeply shaken! Although she was completely covered by the blanket, she had actually taken off her robe and placed it next to her pillow! This meant she was going to sleep naked next to me tonight!

I joked, "Senior sister, you're really looking down on me!"

She glared at me and said, "I don't believe you dare do anything! If you dare touch my blanket, I'll kick you out!"

I didn't dare say anything more, obediently turned off the light, lay down, pulled the blanket over

myself, and went to sleep. The dense raindrops pounded against the window, making wave after wave of splashing sounds, accompanied by the whistling wind, which made me feel a chill, so I unconsciously wrapped the blanket tighter and tighter. My nose seemed to faintly smell the youthful fragrance of my senior sister. The thought of such a model-like beauty beside me, her body laid bare without reservation, made the devil in my heart beckon! As if possessed, I took off my vest, leaving only my shorts and underwear.

"Ah!"

My senior sister's sudden scream shattered my reverie. I was wide awake, jumped up, and asked while turning on the light, "What is it?"

"A mouse crawled into the blanket!"

I was greatly surprised: this apartment was very clean; even ants were rarely seen, let alone mice.

"Still daydreaming? Hurry up and catch it! Oh no! It's climbed onto my lap!"

I gritted my teeth, determined to see what was going on. So I took a step forward, grabbed a corner of the blanket, and yanked it aside! What I saw...

Chapter 2 A Night of Wind and Rain.

Seeing the scene inside the blanket, I was both amused and exasperated—there was no mouse, just my plush toy that had fallen into the blanket.

I picked up the plush toy and laughed, "Caught the mouse. Look."

Senior Sister Wenwen was completely naked in front of me after I pulled off the blanket. Her two white thighs were tightly pressed together to the side, her left arm covering her chest, and her right hand covering her face. Her high breasts couldn't be covered by just one arm; I could clearly see not only her deep cleavage but also the beautiful curves of her breasts. Perhaps due to nervousness and fear, she pulled her legs up to her shoulders, which helped her conceal her chest, but instead made her most private parts stick out even higher, allowing me to feast my eyes on her most secret parts. Her sparse, short pubic hair dotted her vulva, and the paradise between her two tender flesh was inadvertently and completely exposed to my wicked gaze.

In this situation, she couldn't utter a complete sentence: "No! Take it away! I don't want to see!"

I deliberately teased her, stuffing a plush toy between her legs and chest, laughing and saying, "Feel it yourself."

She was almost scared out of her wits, struggling to push the toy away. This forced her limbs, which had been covering her body, to be wide open. When I saw her round, firm breasts and slender, soft waist exposed before me, I completely lost my mind! I could only hear the devil chanting spells in my ear, driving me to recklessly violate the beautiful woman before me! I roughly grabbed her ankles, pulling her from her slumped position on the bed to lie flat. Then I pounced on her, preventing her legs from closing again, while my hands gripped her wrists tightly, pinning them to the bed. When our naked upper bodies touched, the soft, yielding sensation ignited my desire!

I whispered in her ear, "Senior sister, you're so beautiful, I can't resist, I..."

She was already somewhat delirious from the double shock. Although she instinctively resisted my advances, her hands were locked, and her legs, except for clamping around my waist, offered no resistance. She could only plead softly, "Junior brother...no...don't...I...can't..."

I was also losing my mind, only muttering, "Let me kiss you! Let me kiss you!"

as I kissed her neck and shoulders indiscriminately, releasing her hands and kneading her large breasts forcefully.

Seeing that her pleas for mercy were ineffective, she was anxious, scared, and angry, saying, "I'm getting angry! I'm not playing with you anymore! Let go!

I..." Just as I was about to lose control, something hit me hard on the forehead, and my vision went black as stars flew everywhere. I collapsed onto my senior sister.

In a daze, I felt myself being pushed away, the beautiful body beneath me gone. I vaguely felt warm liquid dripping down my forehead. I couldn't even move a finger; all I could do was gasp for breath.

I don't know how much time passed before I felt her return, gently stroking my wound with a warm, damp towel and applying medicine. Weak and powerless, I could only let her do as she pleased, and soon I drifted off to sleep.

When I regained consciousness, I was lying on the bed, my head resting on her left arm, her right arm wrapped around my back, and her right leg across my waist—her position was like hugging a large pillow. And my arms were wrapped around her waist. If none of this was enough to stimulate my senses, the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes would be unforgettable—her large, fleshy mounds, still bearing the marks of her fingers, were right before my eyes! It wasn't so much that I woke up naturally, but rather that her strong, milky scent woke me.

I had wanted to lie quietly in her arms a little longer, but she knew I was awake and said, "You little rascal, you're awake?"

I heard a hint of sorrow in her voice, a gentle tenderness, and replied, "I'm sorry, I...I'm so sorry..." My apology was sincere. Thinking of how she braved the storm to celebrate my birthday, of her usual meticulous care, and of the romantic dinner we had just shared, I was filled with remorse!

She sighed and said, "Actually, I should be the one apologizing. It's all my fault for hurting you.

Does it still hurt?" I nodded slightly; my forehead still burned, and my head felt a little throbbing.

She hugged me tighter and said, "I'm sorry, little brother, I was really scared just now. You suddenly..." I looked up, and a face flushed red came into view. Her breathing caused her chest to rise and fall in front of me, and her two tender pink nipples were playfully twitching. My male instincts were awakened again, and my penis began to react.

Even through two layers of pants, she noticed my change. Her right hand moved from my waist to my face, gently stroking my cheek with her index finger, saying, "You little rascal, you're such a little rascal."

I tightened my arms, burying my face in her cleavage, greedily inhaling her clear fragrance, and said, "Senior sister, shall we get intimate? I want you so much."

She gently pushed me away, making me face her, and said, "Call me sister. I don't want to do this kind of thing behind the guise of being a student."

Hearing that she didn't object, the excitement I felt was indescribable; even the wound on my head seemed to stop hurting. I whispered, "Sister, I like you so much, you know?"

Her eyes glistened with tears: "Sister likes you too. You know what? Ade is dating the dean's niece."

I suddenly realized—her eyes were red when she came in because of this!

She began to sob softly, “Since meeting you, I’ve finally figured things out. Actually, I don’t love him. Too many girls like him, and he pursued me, so I agreed. Now that I think about it, he pursued me because he wanted me to be his girlfriend so he could save face, and it was the same thing I agreed to. Sigh! It was all vanity!”

She paused, then continued, “I’m so glad I met you. You taught me how to be a person. I think you’re so genuine, unlike him who only talks the talk but doesn’t walk the walk. Your family is so rich, yet you’re still so willing to be friends with us, and even let me come here to take advantage of you.”

I asked, “Take advantage of what?”

She lowered her head and said, “I initially came here to save money on internet access and to find a place to take a good shower and relax. But you not only let me go online, you even bought me a computer. I feel so bad about it.”

"Honestly, I was very wary of you at first. I knew you always had those kinds of feelings for me. But later I really let go. I slowly came to like the feeling of being with you. It's warm, real, and makes me feel safe." I gave a sly smile, straightened my back, and gently rubbed my erect penis against her private area through my pants, saying, "Do you want an even warmer, more real feeling?"

She didn't flinch; instead, she hugged my waist tightly, making us even closer. "Promise me one thing."

I said, "Don't just say one thing, even ten thousand things, as long as I can do it, I'll promise you."

She wiped away her tears and said, "You little rascal, I'm not that greedy. Just one thing, okay?"

I didn't hesitate: "Okay!"

She lowered her head gently and whispered shyly in my ear, "This is my first time. Promise me, today is my fertile period, don't ejaculate inside. We're both still students; if she gets pregnant, it'll all be over."

Through the tears in her eyes, I saw her pupils radiating happiness, which aroused me: "Can't we get married?"

She pinched my nose and said, "You're only a few years old. If you want to get married, people won't even register you. " "

After saying that, she took the initiative, flipping me over and pinning me down. Her slender fingers gently touched my throat, then slowly moved down my chest to my abdomen. When she reached my waistband, she took the initiative to unzip my pants, making us naked.

Faced with this beautiful woman, I couldn't utter a single word. When she leaned down to touch me intimately, I could only feel her heat. She cupped my face, and the moment our lips touched, I felt an electric current flow through my body. Her unique fragrance was intoxicating, making me instinctively part my lips slightly to receive her nimble tongue. Our tongues intertwined, greedily sucking each other's saliva. At the

same time, my hands, which had been on her back and waist, began to grope her beautiful buttocks. Her good figure wasn't just limited to her long, beautiful legs, round, high breasts, and slender waist and pert buttocks; more importantly, every inch of her skin was incredibly toned from long-term, moderate exercise. It wasn't as taut and tight as a female athlete's." Her buttocks weren't loose and inelastic like most girls'. I caressed her beautiful buttocks, which had never been violated by a woman before, and couldn't help but rub them hard. At the same time, my already aroused penis was teasing her vulva. The two actions combined to make our genitals rub against each other rhythmically.

She sensed my intensity, stopped the passionate kiss, released my face, propped herself up on the bed with her arms, and squeezed my penis between her thighs, rubbing the softest part of her body! Her large breasts were swaying in front of me with her movements, and what was even more irresistible was the involuntary moans coming from her throat! I looked at her beautiful breasts, listened to her soft panting, smelled her body fragrance, tasted her tongue, and felt the primal urge coming from my penis. My five senses were overwhelmed, and my lust suddenly exploded!

After only a while, a sizzling sound came from our point of contact. I knew it was from her love juice. I said, "Sister, you've made me wet."

Her face instantly turned as red as an apple. She climbed off me, pulled the blanket over her head, and whispered, "Ah...you're so naughty!" I

slipped under the covers, pressed myself against her, spread her legs, and pressed my penis against her vulva.

She smiled shyly and said, "Little brother, my love is only for you, and you'll love me forever, right?"

I gently thrust my hips, the head of my penis pressing against her labia, teasing her, "I'll pay a deposit first, then decide whether I want it or not."

She laughed and said, "You wish! You must!"

I thrust my hips harder, and my penis began to invade her forbidden territory. Although she was already overflowing with desire, it was our first time, and she actually blocked me at the entrance! I tried several directions and pressures, but made no progress. I said anxiously, "Sister, come and help me!"

She chuckled, reached out and grasped the neck of my penis, gently rubbing it at the entrance of her paradise for a while before saying to me, "Darling, let's unite. " "

Upon hearing this, I pushed my penis forward, and sure enough, it went in a bit. I felt that her vagina was so tight that it was even making my penis feel a little uncomfortable. After pausing for a moment, I continued to advance into her sacred territory.

Her moans of pleasure, which she had been trying to suppress through gritted teeth, suddenly turned into screams: 'Ouch, it hurts!'

Thinking that I had hurt her, I quickly pulled out my penis, and there it was, bright red blood, on my purplish-red penis! I had finally deflowered her! With a man's pride, I leaned down and said to her, 'Sister, you're bleeding.'"

She still clenched her teeth, shyly closing her eyes to avoid looking at me, only nodding and squeezing out a few words through her teeth: "I...love...you..." In

this moment, she obediently lay beneath me, her shy yet painful confession bringing our relationship to a new stage. This feeling was beyond words! My penis, now back in position, easily found its target, smeared with her love juice and virgin blood, and I officially possessed this beauty. This time, I only felt resistance halfway in, so I pulled back a little, then continued deeper. After several rounds of thrusting, I was finally able to move in and out of her body flexibly.

Like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers, I thrust wildly inside her, showing no mercy. And she felt it beneath me. My thick, hard penis moved in rhythm with my hips, allowing our union to deepen and become more intimate. My thrusts grew stronger and faster, her firm, beautiful breasts trembling before me, her tender pink nipples tracing irregular paths. After

a while, although she was panting heavily, her moans growing louder, she still maintained a girlish shyness, refusing to utter a sound even though she was drenched in sweat. This displeased me, so I increased my speed and force, each thrust penetrating deep into her core, constantly changing angles, even grinding against her clitoris!

Under my intense onslaught, a blush appeared on her chest, and amidst her continued panting, her vagina... A spasm appeared, then her waist, abdomen, even her legs and arms convulsed violently!

I knew she was close to climax, and determined to push her to her absolute limit, I reached out and hoisted her two beautiful legs onto my shoulders. She was already tall, and this position made her vulva stand up even higher, her buttocks even dangling off the bed. Taking advantage of this position, I launched my final assault—my penis was nearing its explosive limit, my thick, long, hard, and hot penis relentlessly thrusting in and out of her virgin vulva. In this position, I could clearly see my penis going in and out of her vulva, the tender flesh of her vulva turning inside out and sinking in, and I could also admire the beautiful curves of her breasts undulating under my onslaught!

Finally, her vulva… Intermittent spasms turned into sustained high pressure. She covered her mouth tightly with her hand, letting out

a long, drawn-out groan of orgasm! My penis, tightly gripped by her vagina, had reached its final limit. The large penis swelled even more, and amidst the dull pain of being squeezed, I felt an unprecedented climax! Driven by instinct, I pressed my hips down hard, pressing my largest, thickest, and hardest part against her softest cervix, unleashing wave after wave of love's nectar! The

passionate outburst lasted for over a minute. My semen, accumulated over eighteen years, was injected into my senior's virgin heart in this unforgettable climax!

The aftershocks of the orgasm made us embrace tightly until we both calmed down.

She gently patted my back and said, "I love you so much!"

I slowly propped myself up, my limp penis withdrawing from her body. A large amount of yellowish-white semen mixed with traces of virgin blood flowed from her vagina. I said, "Sister, all my savings of eighteen years are for you."

She sat up in surprise and asked, "You...you ejaculated inside?"

She reached down and touched herself; sure enough, her hand was covered in the foul-smelling semen. She immediately jumped off the bed, rushed into the bathroom, and frantically washed her lower body with the shower.

Only then did I suddenly remember—"Didn't she ask me not to ejaculate inside? I was only thinking about my own orgasm and ejaculated into her uterus, which is in its fertile period! What if she gets pregnant...I'm such a bastard!

How could I forget something like that?" Filled with guilt, I also went to the bathroom.

In my haste, she didn't even close the door. When I went in, I saw her kneeling on the floor, her left hand between her legs, her right hand covering her face, sobbing uncontrollably. I went in and hugged her shoulders. She obediently rested her head on my shoulder and cried even louder: "Waaah... what do we do... little brother... I... we... what do we do... what if I get pregnant... I..."

I hugged her tightly and said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I was too selfish. I'm sorry..." She gripped my back tightly with both hands, which hurt a little, and her tears dripped onto my shoulder.

After a moment of silence, she finally spoke: "Sigh, never mind, I'm already yours."

I said, "Sister, I'm sorry. If I really get pregnant, let's drop out of school."

She sighed, "We can't."

I said again, "I'll buy you birth control pills, that's all we can do."

She nodded: "Okay... let's... let's go to sleep, it's almost dawn."

We quickly washed up and went back to the room, it was almost six o'clock. After a night of fooling around, we were both exhausted. I threw off the sheets stained with semen and blood, hugged my beautiful sister, and fell fast asleep on my makeshift bed.

The next day, I bought her birth control pills, and she made my bed. We spent the whole day naked, facing each other, our eyes burning with desire, ready to embrace and thrust or tease each other whenever we couldn't resist. Protected by the birth control pills, we had an extremely exciting day.

It wasn't until the morning of the third day, October 3rd, that she finally put her clothes back on. She was going back, and I was so unwilling!

She saw through my heart, reached out and stroked my hair, gently kissed my lips, and said, "You little rascal, wasn't playing with me for more than a day enough? It's not like I'm going on a long trip. By the way, I'm cooking in the dorm tonight, you can come over too." I

kissed her lips back and said coquettishly, "Aren't there three people in your dorm? It's so boring, can't we even be intimate?"

She laughed, "Qingzi went home, it's just Xiaoyun and Xiaoyu, just the three of us. Remember to come over."

Chapter 3: The Two Beauties of Cloud and Rain (Part 1)

After Senior Sister Wenwen left, I was bored and went online. Inadvertently, she thought of the other three senior sisters who lived with her: Senior Sister Qingzi was usually quiet and reserved, always wearing a pair of thin glasses on her nose. If it weren't for her consistently top-three academic performance, she would never have attracted any attention. Because of this, many boys called her sexually frigid behind her back. As for the other two senior sisters, Xiaoyun and Xiaoyu, they were truly legendary figures. They were twins, with the same clothes, the same round faces, the same long hair, the same medium build, and the same cheerful expressions. Because they were both cute and looked extremely similar, they earned the nickname "Yunyu Twin Beauties".

I heard they're dating twin brothers, but they seem to prefer spending time teasing boys in their own grade and younger boys. There are even rumors that they're quite open-minded… I couldn't help but worry: "Senior Sister Wenwen will definitely take care of me, but these two beauties are not easy to deal with. Tonight I'm really walking into a trap. But, on the other hand, maybe it's another opportunity… Hehe… I want to take them too…" Thinking of this, I secretly became excited… In the evening, I arrived at the girls' dormitory as agreed. Senior Sister Wenwen personally came to pick me up—this was the dormitory rule: visitors must be brought in by the resident themselves; otherwise, regardless of gender or age, no one was allowed to enter the girls' dormitory.

Walking up the stairs, I whispered to her, "Sister, I heard that the two beauties are into men…"

She glared at me and said, enunciating each word clearly, "You better behave! Otherwise I'll… Humph!"

I saw her make a "scissors" gesture with her hand, understood, playfully stuck out my tongue, and said nothing more.

Pushing open the door, I nearly had a nosebleed—Senior Sister Xiaoyun, dressed in a seductive purple-blue three-piece lingerie set, sat on the edge of the bed folding clothes, facing the door. Opposite her, Senior Sister Xiaoyu was dressed similarly, the only difference being her fiery deep red dress. She lay on the bed, legs crossed, playing on her phone, her feet pointing towards the door. I immediately caught a glimpse of the alluring area beneath the thin fabric, and my heart raced.

Senior Sister Wenwen, already used to this situation, silently walked to the back balcony.

I stood alone in the center of the girls' dormitory, sandwiched between the two sexy beauties, neither standing nor sitting, the scene extremely awkward.

Senior Sister Xiaoyun casually picked up a pure white dress from the bed, stood up, and put it on. Knowing I was beside her, she leaned deeply towards me.

Through the low neckline, I could see her two large breasts, lifted high by her sexy lingerie, swaying gently with her movements. My heart skipped a beat, and I thought, "She has such a great figure! But compared to Senior Sister Wenwen, she's still a little lacking!"

Thinking this, I actually got aroused!

Senior Sister Xiaoyun gave a wanton laugh and asked, "Junior Brother Xiaowen, are you still a 'virgin'?"

Teased by her in such a tone, I didn't know how to answer.

Senior Sister Xiaoyu, behind me, chimed in, "Whether you are or not, we'll find out soon enough."

Saying this, she sat up on the bed, grabbed a dress exactly like Senior Sister Xiaoyun's, and put it on in the same manner.

Two beauties teasing me in the same way, I almost lost control! Seeing that Senior Sister Wenwen had her back to us, I quickly reached out and wrapped my right arm around Senior Sister Xiaoyun's waist, then reached out and touched Senior Sister Xiaoyu's buttocks with my left hand.

Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, they laughed.

Senior Sister Xiaoyu said, "Haha, it seems I'm wrong!"

Senior Sister Xiaoyun retorted without backing down, "How do you know I'm wrong?"

Senior Sister Xiaoyu kept laughing and said, "Hehe, let's try it then."

Senior Sister Xiaoyun pressed, "How?"

I also became interested—how to test if a man is a virgin?

Senior Sister Xiaoyu leaned closer and said mysteriously, "I heard that if you burn that spot with a lit cigarette butt, and it doesn't hurt, then he's not." Upon hearing this,

Senior Sister Xiaoyun reached out and grabbed my pants, smiling slyly as she asked, "Are you a virgin?"

I was wearing jeans, so of course I wasn't afraid of her pulling, but it would be terrible if Senior Sister Wenwen saw me. I just had to make a surrendering gesture and say, "I surrender! I surrender!"

Senior Sister Wenwen was just bringing out the food when she saw the three of us tangled up, and her face immediately turned into a long, drawn-out expression: "Still fooling around? Help us serve the food!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I escaped the clutches of the two beauties and helped Senior Sister Wenwen prepare dinner.

After dinner, seeing the sky filled with dark clouds, I said goodbye and left: "It's going to rain soon, I have to hurry back."

Senior Sister Xiaoyun sneered and said, "Hmph, you think you can leave so easily after coming into our room?"

Senior Sister Xiaoyu also said, "You've walked into the lion's den today. If you want to leave, you'll have to pay your toll."

I took the initiative and teased them: "I'll leave each of you five hundred million."

(Note: Generally, a man's sperm count for each ejaculation is about 500 million.) The three senior sisters were all students in the Department of Clinical Medicine, and they immediately understood my implication. Senior Sister Wenwen blushed deeply and lowered her head without saying a word. The two beauties, Yunyu and Shishu, didn't seem to mind at all. Shishu even asked, "Do you have that many?"

I then started to boast, "I'm afraid you can't hold them all!"

At this moment, Shishu suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Alright! Stop saying these things!"

Upon hearing this, the two beauties stopped joking. I was even more terrified.

After a long silence, Senior Sister Wenwen patted my shoulder and said, "I'll take you home."

I had just stood up when Senior Sister Xiaoyu spoke up again, "Wenwen, that's not right of you. Didn't we agree to stay up all night together?"

Senior Sister Wenwen looked troubled and said, "Well…we…"

Not wanting to put her in a difficult position, I said, "Staying up all night is fine, but not here. Come to my place, we'll stay up all night."

The two beauties, Yunyu and Shuangshu, pressed their advantage, saying, "It's settled then! We'll pack our clothes and leave."

As we walked out of the school gate, Senior Sister Wenwen whispered in my ear, "Are you really going to have them stay overnight at your house?"

I retorted, "Didn't you make plans with them?"

She frowned and said, "Make plans my foot! They're just making things up."

I said helplessly, "We're stuck here. We'll just have to bite the bullet."

We hadn't walked far when a sudden downpour began, and we had to scramble for shelter. By the time we got home, none of the four of us were dry.

I felt sorry for Wenwen, who had gotten soaked again because of me, but I couldn't be biased, so I pointed to the bathroom and said, "You guys go change first."

When I changed into a tank top and shorts and came to the living room, I could hardly believe my eyes—Wenwen was wearing a super short skirt, revealing her two white thighs, sitting on the sofa watching TV with her legs crossed. She was only wearing a tight-fitting tank top, and judging from her rounded silhouette, she wasn't even wearing a bra.

If Yunyu and Shuangshu hadn't been there, I really wanted to pounce on her, lift up her super short skirt, and stuff myself inside! But I controlled myself and pretended to be nonchalant as I sat down next to her, saying, "Nothing on top, but down below..."

Xiaoyu was also startled and said, "Don't do that... we... we were just teasing you..." I didn't care about anything else and reached out to tear Xiaoyu's thong to shreds! I was about to penetrate her!

Suddenly, Wenwen pounced on me, grabbed my arm, and flipped me over! Although she was taller than me, we weighed about the same, and she had always been very gentle with me. This was a tremendous strength I had never seen before!

Seeing me thrown onto the sofa, Senior Sister Xiaoyun quickly took the opportunity to escape. However, what happened next was unbelievable to them, and even to me! --Senior Sister Wenwen sat on my lower abdomen, stretched her back, and grasped my penis, pushing it into her vagina! She was already soaking wet; my penis only rubbed against her entrance a few times before plunging deep into her honeyed cave! The moment I pressed against her soft clitoris, her neck arched high, and a breathtaking moan escaped her throat: "Ah...so deep...so big...little brother, you're so amazing..."

Seeing this, Senior Sister Xiaoyu turned and smiled at Senior Sister Xiaoyun, who, recovering from her shock, smiled back at her.

I asked myself, "Why are their smiles so strange? Could it be..."

But Senior Sister Wenwen's actions prevented me from thinking further—a series of sizzling sounds were coming from her bare skirt, the most erotic sounds between a man and a woman! She was already breathless: "Little brother... I love you so much... You're mine... I won't let anyone else... Ah... Yes... That's the feeling... I'm so happy... Little brother... You finally said it... I love you... I want to tell the whole world that you're the one I love most... I want... Deeper..." Compared to yesterday, her libido seemed incredibly high today. As she moved up and down and back and forth passionately, my penis made primal, carnal piston-like movements inside her vagina. Her large breasts bounced wildly through her tank top, making me involuntarily grasp them, harder and harder!

After a frenzy, her orgasm came—her vagina contracted tightly, as if trying to trap my penis! At the same time, her breathing completely drowned out her words: "I want... Ah... Ah... Ah!"

Before I could even properly indulge myself, her vagina slowly regained its original tension after a series of spasms, and her love juice flowed down my penis. She lay on top of me, panting, her arms wrapped around my neck, murmuring, "So good... I love you..."

After a while, I still didn't feel her getting up. Listening closely, I heard soft breathing—my penis was still inside her. She had actually fallen asleep on top of me!

The situation was incredibly awkward. Although Senior Sister Wenwen was still wearing a short skirt and a tank top, everyone knew she was completely naked underneath. Moreover, she had just orgasmed, and she was still clinging tightly to my penis with her vagina before falling asleep—clearly a slut's position! Senior Sister Wenwen, with her pure appearance and gentle nature, was openly posing in such a lewd manner!

Time passed by, and the living room was completely silent. No one moved until Senior Sister Wenwen's breathing became calmer and she was completely asleep. Only then did the two beauties move.

Senior Sister Xiaoyun reached out from behind and pulled Senior Sister Wenwen's arm to help her sit up, then pulled her back and up. With Senior Sister Xiaoyu supporting Senior Sister Wenwen's arm on her shoulder, our intimate parts were finally separated. In that instant, a soft, sizzling sound came from our joined parts—the sound of her fluids! As Sister Wenwen left my body, my vicious penis was once again exposed to the air, covered in white, cloudy love juice, making its already bulging veins appear even more reddish-purple! Combined with that unique, fishy smell, the lewd atmosphere in the air rapidly expanded, as if it were about to explode!

The two of them hurriedly carried Sister Wenwen to my room, then ran out laughing. Seeing their naked, beautiful bodies, I knew—the long-awaited passionate experience with the twins was about to begin!

Senior Sister Xiaoyun, like a ravenous lion, leaped nimbly to my side, nestled on my lap, and grasped my penis with both hands, stroking it incessantly, her face full of lewd smiles: "Can't wait any longer, huh? Let your big sister pamper you!"

I grinned mischievously: "Want a one-on-one, or a tag-team?"

Senior Sister Xiaoyu, not to be outdone, climbed on top of me, assuming the same position as Senior Sister Wenwen, and eagerly grasped my penis, trying to shove it into her vagina.

Senior Sister Xiaoyun laughed, saying, "So hungry? Be careful not to tear your little hole!"

Senior Sister Xiaoyu tilted her head back and said, "Mind your own business! It's not your virgin hole!"

Then she took a deep breath and lowered herself.

The huge glans forced open her soft labia, the juices inside making lewd sizzling sounds. But Senior Sister Xiaoyu didn't sit down, and the glans could only penetrate halfway.

Seeing that Senior Sister Xiaoyu hesitated to go any further, Senior Sister Xiaoyun gestured with her fingers to indicate the point where we were joined, a sly smile spreading across her face. She said, "Xiaoyu, don't force yourself, the size isn't right!"

Senior Sister Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, holding her breath, and said, "No... I just like big ones... Your boyfriend's toothpick... is so boring..."

My heart skipped a beat: "They... are playing a partner-swapping game? So they're all seasoned veterans..."

Senior Sister Xiaoyun frowned, stood up angrily, and said, "I'll make you eat the big one! I'll make you stuff yourself!"

Saying this, she grabbed Senior Sister Xiaoyu's slender waist and pressed down!

Senior Sister Xiaoyu exclaimed, "Ouch!"

I had breached her fortress! A penis plunged all the way into her vagina! The tip of my penis felt like it was being sucked—that was her cervix!

Senior Sister Xiaoyun said, "How was it? Did you enjoy it? -- Wow! No way! -- Hehe, there's still a bit left uninserted, do you want me to help you?"

Senior Sister Xiaoyu was being pressed against her clitoris, and she couldn't even breathe properly, so she just shook her head and waved her hands, begging for mercy.

Seeing Senior Sister Xiaoyu's appearance, I felt a strong sense of conquest—another beauty had submitted to me!

Senior Sister Xiaoyun saw the fierce penis stretching open Senior Sister Xiaoyu's vagina, and her expression was both surprised and delighted. She said, "Little brother, you're really big! Let your older sister have a taste later."

Senior Sister Xiaoyu finally caught her breath and said, "You... can you handle it... even I can't take it... you old maid..."

The two of them enjoyed sex while bickering, which was really quite amusing. When Senior Sister Xiaoyu said that, I was truly confused: "Aren't they swapping partners? Could Senior Sister Xiaoyun still be a virgin? Is that even possible?"

Senior Sister Xiaoyun wasn't going to back down, saying, "Hmph! Isn't it because your boyfriend is useless? He ejaculates after just one touch."

I laughed and said, "It seems Senior Sister Xiaoyun is truly a virgin!"

Senior Sister Xiaoyun blushed deeply and lowered her head, her secret exposed.

Senior Sister Xiaoyu didn't press her advantage; instead, she bit her lip, gently moving her hips back and forth until her vagina was sufficiently wet and glistening, then suddenly her whole body sank in, swallowing the large penis completely! A long, drawn-out moan escaped her throat—"Ah..."

I looked down and saw that the penis had completely disappeared from her lower body. The excitement I felt was indescribable!

Driven by instinct, I grabbed her waist and sat up, then went even further and stood up!

Senior Sister Xiaoyu involuntarily wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, her arms gripping my neck tightly—her vagina was already penetrated by my penis. If she hadn't clung to me like that, my penis would have definitely penetrated her uterus as well!

I walked around with her "through" me like this, with each step, the head of my penis grinding around deep inside her vagina. After only a few steps, she couldn't take it anymore, burying her head on my shoulder, moaning and begging for mercy: "Ah... little brother... good little brother... spare me... I can't take it... you're so big... sister surrenders... sister... will never... dare to mess with you again..." Triumphantly, I put her on the sofa, but my penis refused to withdraw from her vagina. Instead, I hoisted her legs onto my shoulders and thrust my waist forward—this was the position I had used to ejaculate inside Senior Sister Wenwen the night before last!

Senior Sister Xiaoyu's face turned bright red, her vagina was completely stretched open by my penis, and I was using this position without any restraint to fuck her hard. How could she have the strength to resist?

After only two or three minutes, her vagina began to twitch slightly. I knew this was a sign of a woman's impending orgasm, so I intensified my attack, greatly increasing both speed and force. Xiaoyu's mouth gaped open, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Watching the seductive expression on my face as she was conquered beneath me, I felt a surge of excitement, a desire to ejaculate. So I thrust my penis deep inside her!

Just as I was about to climax, she suddenly cried out, "Ah..."

At the same time, her vagina went from spasms to continuous contractions, a gush of warm love fluid gushing from her core, spraying onto my glans, bringing me even closer to the peak of climax. After

her orgasm, her body relaxed limply, her legs slowly sliding off my shoulders, panting, "So...so good...brother...you're so amazing...this is the first time I've ever had an orgasm like this...it feels so good..." I was on the verge of climaxing, yet she lay there so weakly; how could I possibly laugh? I could only reluctantly pull my penis out. With a soft "plop," a pool of white love fluid flowed from her vagina. What was once a thin crack had now become a round cave—I had developed her like this.

Just as I was feeling frustrated, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind—"My senior sister Xiaoyun is right here, what's there to be frustrated about? Hehe!"

Thinking this, I turned around, pressed Xiaoyun, who had been watching the whole thing, onto the sofa, forcibly spread her legs, and pressed my penis against her entrance, saying, "Senior sister Xiaoyun, I'm going to deflower you."

Hearing this, she struggled haphazardly, saying, "You...you..."

I laughed and said, "Didn't you want a big penis? Here it comes!"

Having witnessed how Xiaoyu had been ravaged by my big penis, she didn't dare to be stubborn anymore, and begging for mercy was impossible, so she could only say, "Be gentle...don't be too rough...I'm so scared...your is really big..."

I said, "Don't worry, I won't penetrate you through."

Then I began my assault.

My glans ruthlessly forced its way past her thin labia, slowly but powerfully thrusting forward through the narrow opening. After the first hurdle, I slowed down slightly to lessen her pain.

Five minutes, a full five minutes, it took me five minutes to completely open her secret passage, reaching the paradise at the end, where I stopped.

She felt my strength and, beneath me, smiled seductively, saying, "Do you want me to be with you forever?"

My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly said, "How can that be? I… I already have a girlfriend…"

She smiled alluringly, saying, "You're already inside me, what are you trying to do?"

Indeed, her warm, tight vagina was irresistible, but I already had Senior Sister Wenwen. Spending a night with either of them didn't mean… Seeing my silence, she chuckled and asked, "Who's your girlfriend? Is she better than me? I gave you my first time!"

I blurted out, "My girlfriend is Senior Sister Wenwen…"

Suddenly realizing my mistake, I stopped myself.

Senior Sister Xiaoyun chuckled, her tender flesh inside her vagina trembling slightly as it enveloped my penis. "I knew you were having an affair with her. Don't worry, I only want your big thing."

Hearing this, I felt relieved. Her implication was that she only had sex with me, not love, meaning I could enjoy myself with her without restraint.

A shy look appeared on her face, and she pleaded, "Give it to me, I want a happy first night, okay? I know I can't have you, but I want to keep you in my heart forever."

I nodded, letting my actions speak for themselves—my penis resumed its assault, thrusting inside her.

Senior Sister Xiaoyun quickly reached her first orgasm. She lay beneath me, legs wrapped around my waist, hands caressing my chest, her beautiful breasts swaying rhythmically with my movements. At the moment of climax, she screamed—"Ah…"

Seeing her excited expression and hearing her seductive moans, I could no longer suppress the urge to explode. My penis became harder, thicker, and longer, pressing firmly against her tender cervix. The head of my penis seemed to have penetrated her uterus, and white fluid gushed out, filling her cavity and being sucked into her deepest depths with each of her orgasms… After a while, she finally recovered from her orgasm, kissed my face, and said, “I’ve fallen in love with you!”

I was startled and immediately got off her. My half-erect penis withdrew from her vagina, and virgin blood and semen flowed out together. I had no mind to appreciate the scene and hurriedly pulled out some tissues to clean up the traces—her screams might have woken up Senior Sister Wenwen. If Senior Sister Wenwen saw this scene, I really didn’t know what to do.

She seemed to see right through me. She sat up, picked up some tissues to clean herself, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, we came prepared."

Xiaoyu, having regained her strength, chimed in, "We took birth control pills before we left. When you went to get water, we added aphrodisiacs and tranquilizers to Wenwen's cup. Otherwise, why would she have climbed on top of you and performed for us? She's fast asleep now, we can do whatever we want."

I suddenly understood—Xiaoyu had taken off her clothes without a word after losing all her chips to seduce Wenwen and make her unbearably aroused. Xiaoyu's refusal to take off her clothes was to entice me to violate her, to make Wenwen jealous and prompt her to initiate sex with me in front of them. That explained their unusual smiles earlier! The two beauties of Yunyu truly lived up to their reputation!

In any case, I couldn't continue fighting for the time being. They flanked me, trapping me in their arms, and I reciprocated by embracing them both in return. I kissed Sister Xiaoyun's lips while caressing Sister Xiaoyu's buttocks. Two beautiful breasts and four slender legs rubbed against my body – a sensation few could enjoy! Intrigued,

I inquired about their partner-swapping scheme. Sister Xiaoyu said, "It was all my suggestion, some kind of four-way battle."

Sister Xiaoyun protested, "How could I have imagined your boyfriend would be so useless?"

Apparently, they had arranged to meet twin brothers at a hotel that day. First, Sister Xiaoyun's boyfriend slept with Sister Xiaoyu, but his size was inadequate. He went in and out of her for a while without arousing her, and he finished early. This left Sister Xiaoyu unsatisfied and Sister Xiaoyun utterly humiliated. They had originally hoped that Senior Sister Xiaoyu's boyfriend could salvage the situation, but he was even more useless. He was easily defeated after being touched a few times by Senior Sister Xiaoyun with her gloves. As a result, Senior Sister Xiaoyun had no choice but to remain a virgin until today... I thought to myself, "Senior Sister Xiaoyu is even more open than Senior Sister Xiaoyun. It turns out she's already been deflowered. But thanks to them, I had this exciting night."

All night long, I was caught between the two sisters. I ejaculated inside each of them once. Senior Sister Xiaoyun had four orgasms, and Senior Sister Xiaoyu had three. The thrusting was countless... When Senior Sister Wenwen woke up leisurely the next morning, we had already cleaned up the whole scene.

The two beauties, Yunyu and Yuyu, were dressed neatly. They told Senior Sister Wenwen that after she took the initiative yesterday, both she and I were exhausted, and they had taken care of us all night. Senior Sister Wenwen didn't suspect anything, thanked them, and the three of them said goodbye. Completely exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep immediately…

Chapter 5: The IT Beauty

After the National Day holiday, my relationship with Senior Sister Wenwen became public. From eating together and going to and from school together, it progressed to her openly coming and going from my dorm. As the weather turned cooler, she even came to my apartment every night to take a hot shower.

I knew she was under a lot of pressure. After all, Senior Brother De was extremely popular among the girls, and now Senior Sister Wenwen was getting along so well with a junior a year below her—it seemed incomprehensible to outsiders. Of course, she, a few classmates, and I knew the reason, but most others looked at us with surprise or even disdain. I was really worried she wouldn't be able to handle it. Fortunately, Senior Sister Wenwen was the kind of person who was free and independent; she almost completely ignored what others thought.

In any case, Senior Sister Wenwen hadn't gone so far as to openly stay overnight at my apartment; she only came to enjoy sex with me during the day on weekends. During this wonderful time, I would close all the doors and windows, and we would be naked in the room, doing homework, chatting, watching TV, and eating as usual. I could not only fully admire Wenwen's stunning body, but also hold her intimately at any time; this feeling was incredibly pleasurable even without penetration. And when we both wanted it, we could have the most intimate contact with each other. On the other hand, Wenwen's reserve also gave the two beauties enough opportunities. After all, it wasn't the first time they had stayed out overnight, and even if they occasionally came over for some lovemaking, as long as they went to school on time the next day, Wenwen wouldn't suspect anything.

In this way, I drifted between the three beauties, happily living each day. The calendar quickly turned to mid-December. Winters in the South never snow, making it always particularly relaxing.

One Friday afternoon, my senior classmate Wenwen called me. Just as I habitually assumed she wanted to ask me out, I received some rather disheartening news—my senior classmate Qingzi wanted to learn C programming and needed to build a computer. Knowing I was good at it, Wenwen volunteered to take on the task.

I wasn't happy and asked her, "What about our weekend?"

Wenwen chuckled and said, "I'll make it up to you on Sunday!"

I thought, taking a day off isn't a big deal, let's go, I like going to computer malls anyway.

Saturday morning, I packed my things and went to the computer mall alone. Even after starting to date Wenwen, I always went to the computer mall alone; she knows nothing about computers, so bringing her wouldn't be fun. Holding Qingzi's configuration list, I felt uneasy—her configuration was clearly copied from top-tier online recommendations, all the latest components. However, I still held onto hope. Many new products are scarce before they're widely available, and sometimes even if stores have them, they're unwilling to sell. These items are obviously unattainable for a novice, but for me, it was just a small problem—money. Besides, my senior, Qingzi, came from a well-off family and gave me a full 10,000 yuan as funding.

After wandering around the computer mall for a while, it was already noon when I finally settled on a store with a relatively complete selection. As soon as I arrived at the window, a friendly saleswoman greeted me. Salespeople usually approach unfamiliar customers cautiously, probing their buying intentions, and the computer mall saleswoman was no exception. She said, "Hello sir, how can I help you?"

Faced with this predictable opening line, I decided against a direct approach and instead pretended to be a novice to test whether she was a shrewd businessman. I replied, "I'd like to buy a computer. Could you recommend a solution?"

The saleswoman smiled warmly and said, "Please sit down. Do you have a plan? If not, I can design a few options for you to choose from..."

Actually, I knew all of this by heart, and I completely ignored her. But I took this opportunity to admire her beauty—the computer mall is highly competitive, and businesses use all sorts of tricks to attract customers. Recruiting beautiful women as saleswomen is a tried-and-true tactic, since computer malls primarily cater to male customers. The beauty before me was around twenty years old, not much younger than me. While her figure wasn't as striking as the two beauties, her appearance was unforgettable. She had a small oval face, which seemed pale, perhaps due to lack of sunlight. Her bright, sparkling eyes shone with a lively light, and her small lips were painted with cherry-red lipstick. Her dyed hair was slightly yellowish. Her slender fingers held a pen, and her handwriting, like her personality, was exquisitely delicate. Her figure was not as thin as her face; her round breasts stretched her V-neck t-shirt high, and when she bent over to write, they were almost spilling out. I could even see her pure white bra!

She finished writing out the configuration list, and I picked it up to look at it. Accidentally, she knocked my phone, which was on the table, to the floor. I bent down to pick it up, and while doing so, I secretly glanced at her lower body—she was wearing a denim miniskirt, her two fair thighs pressed together, and I could vaguely see that she was wearing traditional white cotton underwear. I chuckled to myself, "So she's a conservative girl."

Returning to the table, I said calmly, "This configuration won't do. I want this one."

I then pulled out the configuration list that my senior, Qingzi, had given me.

The saleswoman looked troubled and said, "Sir, we can't install this configuration right now."

I thought to myself, there's a limit to pretending to be a novice and messing with others, so I revealed my true colors and said, "It all comes down to money. I'm going to eat now and will be back in half an hour. I hope you can bring me good news."

After saying this arrogant yet deferential sentence, I stood up and went to the fast food restaurant next door to fill my stomach.

Back in the store, the saleswoman said, "I'm sorry, sir, we can't find the processor you want, and the price..."

I saw that the prices on the price list were all much higher than the cost price, and I was displeased, but I couldn't just turn around and leave, so I waved my hand to interrupt her, saying, "I understand how you operate; it all comes down to money. Name your price."

She lowered her head and whispered to me, "Sir, you certainly know your stuff. Please come with me to the warehouse."

I knew that some goods couldn't be sold publicly; otherwise, if the public found out, it would be difficult to handle. I didn't want to force her, so I followed her to the warehouse.

Compared to the bustling computer mall, the warehouse was deserted, with only the annoying hum of the air conditioners. She took out a key, opened the heavy gate, went inside, and locked the door again, saying, "I'm sorry, we can't let others know about our own goods."

I didn't say anything and followed her deeper into the warehouse. There were two more shelves between here and the gate; even if the gate were open, no one would see. I looked around but couldn't see any security cameras. Suddenly overcome with lust, I took advantage of her bending over to open a drawer, her skirt slightly pulled up, revealing her thighs. I abruptly reached behind her and lifted her skirt, rubbing her buttocks through her underwear, while my left hand covered her mouth. --Her buttocks were quite bouncy! I was really lucky!

Her resistance was as pale and weak as her face: "No...you...what are you doing..."

I went all out, saying, "If you cooperate, this is called adultery; if you don't cooperate, this is...hmph..." I pinched her buttocks hard.

Knowing she couldn't fight back, she could only say, "No...I...don't hit me...I'll cooperate..."

I lightly pinched her chin, saying, "Good girl, how could I bear to hit you?"

As I spoke, I pulled her skirt up to her waist and gently pulled down her underwear. Reaching down to touch, her smooth, soft private parts seemed to tremble; I didn't know if it was from my stimulation or the cold air conditioning?

With her back to me, head bowed, she trembled and pleaded, "Please... let me go, okay? I'll give you a discount..."

I was furious and said, "I don't care about that little bit of money! You're a pretty girl, you should cooperate obediently, understand? I don't want another slap mark on your face."

After a combination of coercion and persuasion, she gave in, turned around, looked at me, and said, "What do you want me to do..."

I made her kneel down, quickly pulled down my pants, raised my penis, and offered it to her, saying, "Come on."

She shook her head, tears dripping to the ground, and said, "No... you're so big... I... no..."

I thought it best to get this over with quickly, so I hardened my heart, grabbed her hair, and forced her to lie face down on the shelf, her buttocks raised high—the marks from pinching her were still clearly visible, further fueling my savage desire!

She finally gave up her futile resistance, and as my penis pressed against her vulva, she trembled and accepted me.

Upon entering, I noticed her fluids were unexpectedly abundant, and I couldn't resist teasing her, saying, "So you like this? Then I won't be polite."

She squeezed her legs together and whispered, "I've given you everything, how can you still... say such things..."

I ignored her and continued thrusting in and out, my penis repeatedly pounding into her clitoris. Her breathing became increasingly rapid, but she dared not utter another word, only gasping for air with her mouth wide open.

After about a hundred thrusts, I noticed her vagina beginning to contract, knowing she was close to orgasm, so I increased my speed, my penis becoming thicker, stretching her vagina until it was completely overflowing!

Suddenly, her vagina gripped my penis tightly! She had orgasmed! Her orgasm was so intense, much more intense than that of Senior Sister Wenwen and the Twin Beauties of Cloud and Rain! My penis felt a complete contraction and pressure, followed by wave after wave of undulating rubbing, and finally, her clitoris actively enveloped the glans and sucked hard! Experiencing such stimulation for the first time, I couldn't help but ejaculate!

Having been held back by Senior Sister Wenwen for a week, and without any intimacy with the two beauties of Yunyu, the copious amount of semen I had stored up erupted like a volcano, spraying wildly into the little hole of this unknown beauty! The continuous outbursts completely filled her narrow passage!

I reveled in the unprecedented pleasure until my penis slowly softened before withdrawing from her body. At that moment, a soft "plop" sound came from the point of contact—the vacuum I had created inside her! I wanted to squat down and admire this gentle haven, but I saw thick semen slowly flowing out of her secret passage, trickling down her thighs, her little hole already bright red from my penetration. The sight of red and white filled me with a sense of accomplishment!

She said weakly, "Can...you...let me go?"

I didn't answer, took out some toilet paper from her handbag to clean my penis, then put on my clothes and pants, saying, "Little beauty, you're great. Let's do it again sometime. Now it's time to get down to business."

She turned over, silently took out some toilet paper to clean her lower body, her face even paler.

I waited for her to finish cleaning, then took the processor out of the drawer and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want anyone to know? Then assemble it here."

She was speechless and didn't dare face me, so she obediently put the parts on the table, took out her tools, and started assembling with her back to me. I had nowhere to sit, so I leaned against the shelf and watched her assemble it. Her movements were slow and clumsy; it was obvious she was a novice who had read a lot of theory but hadn't done much hands-on work. I chuckled inwardly, but remained calm and chatted with her. She told me her name was Su Meixing, 21 years old, married for a year, and childless. Her husband was a soldier in a military region, ten years older than her. They were introduced and engaged, and she didn't want to marry him, but had to comply due to pressure from her parents.

I was stunned: "Could it be that I just became a military wife?"

The thrill of an affair surged through me again, along with waves of jealousy—her husband was so lucky to enjoy such a thrilling experience. Seeing that she hadn't noticed my odd behavior and was just continuing her work with her head down, I asked directly, "Do you enjoy your sex life?"

Hearing such a blunt question, she finally looked up at me and whispered, "No."

I pressed, "Why not?"

She hesitated for a moment before answering, "He always finishes in a minute. Sigh, I don't feel anything."

A thought struck me, and I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, saying, "Miss, was it good just now?"

The screwdriver in her hand fell onto the table. Instead of reaching for it, she placed her hand on the back of mine, remaining motionless. After a long pause, she squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth: "Yes."

I felt incredibly proud—even her husband, with all his skills, couldn't possibly experience such exquisite thrills in a hundred thousand years! And I, just by having an affair with her, not only could she reach the pinnacle of pleasure, but I also enjoyed the highest level of treatment even her husband couldn't receive!

She picked up the screwdriver and resumed her work, without objecting to me placing my hand on her waist. I went even further, slipping my hand under her skirt, parting her panties, and gently teasing her pubic hair.

Finally, the computer tower was assembled. I checked my watch; it was only 2:30 PM. My penis, after a period of rest, was also calling for battle. I whispered in her ear, "Let's do it again."

She thought for a moment and nodded. I don't know why, perhaps she had come to terms with it, perhaps she was addicted to sexual pleasure, perhaps she had fallen in love with the feeling of having an affair, but this time her attitude was completely different from her previous resistance. Instead, she became unrestrained, simply sitting on the table, pulling her skirt up to her waist, taking off her semen-stained panties, and offering me her beautiful young woman's vagina without reservation.

I didn't hold back either, pulling down my pants and thrusting my penis in.

She whispered, "Xiaowen, you're so big. I wish my husband was half your size."

I inserted my penis into her.

She smiled seductively, her face full of pleasure: "So deep... all the way in..." I was a little smug, and said, "This isn't something just anyone can do!"

She breathed a sigh of relief, her little hole twitching slightly, and said, "It's my ovulation period today, is it okay if I ejaculate inside?"

I asked, "Aren't you afraid I'll get you pregnant?"

She said softly, "My husband always says I'm a barren hen... that I can't have children... I... I don't believe it... I want... I want to prove myself..." As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

I knew then, her husband treated her badly, blaming her for being useless after a year of marriage without children, and with today's unprecedentedly large penis and the extreme orgasm she experienced, she simply made her husband's penis even greener. Hearing this, I didn't care about anything else, and I thrust my penis in and out of her without any restraint.

The young, beautiful woman before me, her vagina still as tender, tight, and moist as a young girl's—features that didn't belong to me, yet, due to my accidental violation, they undoubtedly became my enjoyment! If my actions just now were a violation, then this is a true affair—a sexually frustrated and aggrieved young woman encountering a young, strong, extra-large penis, how could they not spark a flame under the catalysis of a shared orgasm?

Finally, during her second orgasm, her vagina once again showed me what true tenderness was! I unceremoniously erupted inside her, completely possessing her vulva, labia, vagina, uterus, and even her entire body and soul… In her orgasm, she lay supine on the table, her vagina raised high, not letting a drop of semen spill out.

I leaned down and hugged her, asking, "Was it good?"

She laughed and said, "Yes! I really want to marry you!"

I tentatively asked, "With so much inside, will you really get pregnant?"

She coldly replied, "That's perfect, I want a child."

I asked again, "Aren't you afraid your husband will find out?"

Her tone was filled with resentment: "So what if he knows? Would he dare to say anything? He's impotent! All that muscle, just that little worm down there, he deserves to have premature ejaculation and be infertile, ruining my life. I hate him so much!

If I had known it would be like this, I would rather not have married him! This kind of man deserves to be cuckolded for life!" I secretly chuckled to myself, "What a pitiful man."

Time passed by, and we remained in that position, slowly recovering from the afterglow of our orgasm.

I pulled out my penis, and her little pussy was still contracting; not a single drop of semen had leaked out!

She added, "I let your semen flow out earlier because I didn't want you to ejaculate inside."

I kissed her nose and playfully asked, "So, you're now willingly letting me ejaculate inside you?"

She said, "Of course."

I thought to myself, "I've really learned something new today. I never thought a woman could contract to this extent. Sigh, if Senior Sister Wenwen could contract and writhe like that, I'd be willing to die of pleasure on her."

Seeing that I didn't answer, she asked, "What's wrong?"

I said, "If my girlfriend had an orgasm like you, I'd be so happy!"

She whispered in my ear, "Then come visit me more often. You can come with your girlfriend too."

I couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "I was wrong, she's not conservative at all! Are all married women this open? Actively requesting a mixed battle, even Yunyu Shuangshu pales in comparison."

It was getting late, so we took the computer back to the store. She also bought me a monitor and other peripherals, and I paid and left.

However, the heavy workload at the end of the semester easily drained the little personal time I had left. Even the two beauties of love could only watch helplessly, so how could I have time to go see Su Meixing? When the exams were over, I went to the shop again, but Su Meixing had already resigned and left. The proprietress told me that she was pregnant and was vomiting badly, so her husband took her back to her hometown to rest. Thinking back to that passionate afternoon, my mind was filled with doubts—my semen pierced through Su Meixing's enchanting little hole, filling the most sacred breeding factory within her body, so whose child was the little life growing inside? This question may never be answered...

Chapter 6 Genius Lolita

Winter vacation began, and instead of having anyone from my family pick me up, I drove my Hummer Jeep to take Senior Sister Wenwen home.
Senior Sister Wenwen knew that I had a driver's license and a car before graduating from high school, and she praised me repeatedly, her pride was indescribable! I even had lunch at her house. Before parting, she actually lowered her head and gently kissed my lips in front of her family! -- This was tantamount to announcing our relationship to her family. I was so happy!
It was already sunset when I returned to Shenzhen. I drove my car through the gate, only to find that apart from the bodyguard on duty, Brother Zhao, no one came to greet me, which made me quite annoyed. When I came out of the garage, carrying large and small bags of luggage, only two new servants helped me carry them. It wasn't
until I reached the hall that I saw the butler, Old Chen, who said to me, "Young Master, the Master requests your presence."
My father was stationed in Hong Kong and rarely returned home. Hearing that he was coming back, I immediately dropped what I was carrying and rushed up the stairs. Although this villa was nominally mine, the master bedroom on the top floor was always empty; it was my parents' room. As an only child, I could only occupy a room of the same size on the third floor. Old Chen and the other servants' rooms were on the first floor, and the second floor was for guest rooms. As I passed the second floor, I noticed a light on in one of the rooms. I asked, "Who's there?"
Old Chen changed the subject, saying, "Young master, the master has been waiting for you for a long time. Please hurry up."
Without thinking too much, I went to the master bedroom on the fourth floor. No one answered the door, so I turned and went to the study on the other side. My father was inside. He was lying in his executive chair, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, silent. My father had always given me an image of competence and shrewdness. Although he and my mother couldn't be with me for long, he had always been an unyielding mountain behind me. He not only provided me with a comfortable life but also always made time for my studies despite his busy work schedule. Even more remarkably, he always taught me the philosophy of life through his actions, shedding the pride, extravagance, and arrogance of a wealthy child in me, replacing them with a pragmatic, simple, and approachable style. But only now, with the crimson sunset reflecting on his face, seemingly deepening the wrinkles on his features, did I truly realize for the first time—my father had grown old.
Hearing my footsteps, he turned around and said, "Yes, you're back."
I replied, "I just got back. Dad, why are you back too? Aren't you busy at the company?"
He smiled and said, "No one is made of iron. Dad is getting old. After so many years of hard work, it's time for me to rest for a while."
Seeing that I didn't answer, he waved for Old Chen to leave and then said to me, "Do you remember those Hope Primary Schools and Hope Middle Schools we built in Yunnan? I took a two-week vacation and went to Yunnan."
I said ambiguously, "Yes, I remember you said, Dad, that we should help others more."
He nodded and said, "Very good. I want you to take care of someone. You've grown up; it's time for you to learn how to take care of others."
I was puzzled, thinking, "Who does Father want me to take care of? He's right. I've always been the one being taken care of; now it's time to learn how to take care of others."
Seeing that I didn't answer for a long time, he pressed a button on the desk and said to Old Chen, "Bring her here."
He then turned to me and said, “When I was inspecting the schools we invested in building in Yunnan, I met someone. She’s a student at Hope Middle School, excellent in both character and academics, but her family is too poor to afford high school. After thinking it over, I decided to bring her to Shenzhen. We have six private high schools in Shenzhen, so let her choose one. She just arrived yesterday and doesn’t know anything.”
I expressed my objection in a low voice, “Dad, why not just send her to school locally?”
He explained, “You don’t understand the discrimination against girls in the area. She’s the eldest in her family, with two younger sisters and a younger brother. She was able to graduate from junior high school thanks to the principal’s efforts. I brought her here without telling her family about her schooling; I just said she was doing an internship at the Shenzhen branch. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t have been able to bring her here. And I already…”
A knock on the door interrupted my father. He responded, “Please come in.”
Old Chen appeared at the study door with a young girl. She was slender, with snow-white skin and cloud-like black hair. She wore a floor-length, pure white princess dress adorned with scattered pearls, and a silver hairband. Her breathtaking beauty was like that of Snow White from a fairy tale!
My father exclaimed, "Xiaoqian, you're so beautiful, like a little princess."
However, Snow White's perfect image crumbled the moment she took her first step—instead of walking gracefully or whispering, she took a large, careless step, stepped on the hem of her dress, and tripped and fell hard, crying out, "Ouch!"
I suddenly burst into laughter—such a nonsensical, comical scene of a beautiful woman probably wouldn't happen to anyone except in a Stephen Chow movie! I laughed so hard I couldn't stand up, so I squatted down next to the sofa, clutching my stomach, gasping for breath.
Even my usually stern father couldn't help but chuckle—of course, he wouldn't laugh as exaggeratedly as I did. He and Old Chen went over and helped the girl up, gently asking, "Xiaoqian, did you hurt yourself?"
The girl propped herself up, glared at me fiercely, gritted her teeth, and said angrily, "No, it doesn't hurt!"
Seeing this, my father was very displeased and said sternly to me, "Come here! Apologize to your sister!"
Although my father's authority was as unyielding as the will of God to me, I was so shocked by his words that I didn't react at all. After a long while, I finally came to my senses: "Wh...what? My...sister? How could this be..." My father softened his tone and said to me, "It's not your fault. I didn't finish what I was saying. I've already acknowledged her as my goddaughter, which means she's your sister."
He turned to the girl and said, "Xiaoqian, don't be afraid. This is your brother. He did something wrong, and Dad will make him apologize."
My feelings were indescribable—"Suddenly, a nonsensical sister appeared. Isn't my position, second only to the two of us and above thousands of others, in jeopardy? Besides, I don't even know her name yet, how can I..."
But my father's order was right in front of me, and I had no room for consideration. I stepped forward, half-kneeled in front of her, and helped her up, whispering, "Little sister, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed at you. Please forgive me."
When her soft, slightly aggrieved eyes swept across my face, I suddenly felt a strange warmth—this girl before me was as pure as crystal, so endearing!
She smiled slightly and said, "It's alright."
Father said, "Xiaoqian, go and rest for a bit. Xiaowen, you go take a shower and get ready for dinner."
I went back to my room, took a comfortable shower, and thought, "Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. It seems this little girl isn't going to shake my position. I'll give her a good beating." When I
arrived at the dining room, Father was already sitting upright in the main seat. I unceremoniously sat down in the third seat to Father's left (the second seat to Father's right was Mother's seat, which I couldn't touch even if she wasn't home). At this moment, my little sister came down the spiral staircase. After the lesson earlier, she was much more careful this time, taking each step half a step at a time, making sure she was steady before taking the next step. As she walked down the stairs, I noticed someone else beside her—Aunt Chen, the housekeeper Old Chen's wife. She had taught me social etiquette when I was little, and now it was my sister's turn.
Aunt Chen moved the fourth chair for her, and after she sat down, she pointed to the second chair and asked, "May I sit there?"
Aunt Chen whispered a few words in her ear, and she blushed, saying softly, "I'm sorry, Dad, brother, I didn't know that was Mom's seat."
My father smiled awkwardly and said, "It's alright, but you must listen to Aunt Chen from now on, okay?"
Then he reintroduced her to me, and that's when I learned her full name—He Yaqian, Yi ethnicity, 16 years old. She had received our help since second grade until she graduated from junior high school six months ago. During this time, her academic performance was absolutely top-notch; in every subject she studied, she never scored below 90!
At the dinner table, my father said, "I'm going back to Hong Kong tomorrow. Xiaoqian, you have to listen to your brother while Dad's not home, okay? And Xiaowen, take good care of your sister. She's missed half a year of high school, you have to catch her up during the winter break."
Although I was extremely reluctant to accept this suddenly appearing sister, I had no choice but to obey my father's strict order. I readily agreed, "Okay, I know. Dad, you can focus on your work."
My father seemed to read my mind, raising his right index finger and saying to me with a hint of warning, "I know what you're thinking, but you'd better not get any funny ideas! You'll be responsible if Xiaoqian loses even a single hair."
I spread my hands, making a helpless expression. Xiaoqian smiled slightly when she saw me like that.
The next morning, after seeing my father off, I was now the undisputed head of the household. As soon as I saw my father's Mercedes disappear from sight, I ran and jumped to the garage, got into my Hummer, and tried to sneak out. Old Chen quickly stopped me, "Young Master, didn't you promise Master you'd tutor Miss?"
I grinned mischievously and said, "But I didn't say I'd go now. I'm going to Cat Hall. You keep an eye on Xiaoqian and don't let her run around."
With that, I stepped on the gas and sped off.
When I got to the door, Xiaoqian was still gazing at the road outside. Seeing me drive away, she quickly ran over and asked, "Brother, are you going out too?"
She was wearing casual loungewear today—sweatpants and a loose-fitting long-sleeved t-shirt. Perhaps only such clothing allowed her freedom of movement. She was slender, and the top of her head just reached my nose. Even now, she had to crane her neck to barely reach her chin to the car window.
I thought, "Damn it, I can't get out."
But then I thought, isn't this the perfect opportunity to give her a hard time? So I said, "I'm going to a really fun place, do you want to come with me?"
She smiled happily and said, "Can I come?"
I replied, "Of course, but you need to change into a dark-colored outfit quickly. I'll wait for you at the entrance."
After a while, she indeed changed into a dark blue tracksuit, and her waist-length, waterfall-like hair was transformed into a thick, long ponytail at the back of her head. So I set off with her.
Cat Hall is an animal hospital my mother set up in the suburbs of Shenzhen. Because it mainly treats stray cats, and my father thought the name "Cat Hall" was unlucky, he named it Cat Hall. I've always loved animals and often volunteer there whenever I have free time, so I've become quite familiar with the staff.
It was already late morning when we arrived at the Cat Clinic. Ms. Jin, the receptionist, said to us, "Hello, sir, this must be Miss. Welcome to the Cat Clinic."
I casually replied, "Good news travels fast. Are there many patients today?"
Ms. Jin pointed to the whiteboard on the wall and said, "Only one surgery, already completed. The rest are minor ailments."
Just then, we heard the sound of brakes outside, and a woman in her thirties rushed in carrying a soaking wet cat, crying, "Quick, save my baby! It fell into the water!"
Ms. Jin was about to go to the back room to call the vet when, without a word, I snatched the cat from her. It was unresponsive. I lifted it by its hind legs and shook it to clear the water from its lungs and trachea. I said to Xiaoqian, "Quick, get me the stethoscope!"
Then I placed it on a stool, took the stethoscope, and listened—oh no, no heartbeat, no breathing. I grabbed the breathing mask from the first-aid kit and placed it on the cat's face, then shoved the air bag into Xiaoqian's hand, saying, "Listen to my commands. When I say squeeze, you squeeze, understand?"
Before she could answer, I pressed my fingers against the cat's chest, near its heart, four times, saying, "Squeeze!"
Perhaps she had never seen anything like this before, for she didn't react at all. I panicked, grabbed her hand, and started squeezing the air bag. Only then did she come to her senses and begin to give
artificial respiration in rhythm with my rhythm. Dr. Xu, who was on duty, also arrived and began to administer intravenous injections to the cat.
Time ticked by, the ticking of the clock mingling with the young woman's low prayers. I could almost hear my own heartbeat, but it was all in vain. Half an hour later, my clothes were soaked with sweat, but nothing had changed.
As I knelt down and covered the body with a white sheet, a tear fell onto the back of my hand. I looked up and saw that Xiaoqian's eyes were red and swollen, filled with tears, her fists clenched tightly and trembling slightly.
The young woman over there had already fainted from crying on the sofa. I sighed and helped Xiaoqian to the back lounge to rest.
As soon as Xiaoqian got to the lounge, she collapsed onto the sofa, covering her face with her hands and sobbing. I poured her a glass
of water and sat down beside her, about to comfort her, when I heard her say, "Brother, I'm sorry... Waaah... I... Waaah... It's all my fault..." Seeing her like this, my plan to give her a hard time vanished completely. I patted her shoulder and said, "Sweetie, don't cry. It's not your fault. Nobody wants to see this happen, but nobody can avoid it."
She sobbed on and on, "If... if I had been a little faster just now..."
I said softly, "You were only a few seconds slower; it wouldn't have changed the outcome. Sister, I know you're heartbroken, but we've done our best. Don't blame yourself; it's not your fault."
She sat down, pressing her hands tightly against her heaving chest, seemingly trying to control her emotions. Last night, during our first meeting, my impression of her was limited to her fair, delicate skin and thick, black hair. Now, I finally have the chance to examine her face closely—she's so beautiful! Her small, round face boasts perfectly proportioned features, especially her eyes, which, against her translucent skin, resemble black pearls set in white jade!
Her high, straight nose and small, red lips further enhance her pure and innocent appearance. And her figure, at sixteen, is remarkably mature! Years of working in the countryside have given her an extremely strong and fit physique, unlike city girls who are often flabby and overweight. Her loose-fitting sweatpants completely expose her long, slender legs, while her full breasts give her an alluring charm beyond her years—if she were taller, she would definitely be on par with Senior Sister Wenwen! Moreover, her face is much prettier than Senior Sister Wenwen's! Although she still has the carefree demeanor of a country girl, I know very well that soon she will become the fairytale princess living beside me.
If I met her in my dreams, I truly wish I would never wake up. Even more fortunately, I met her in reality! Like a cute little girl from a manga, she was adorable, pure, kind, and guileless, and filled with affection for me! In that instant, I felt incredibly happy!
After a while, she slowly recovered and said, "I'm sorry, brother, I've caused you trouble."
These words pulled me back to reality from my daydreams about her. I smiled and said, "It's alright, I should thank you for helping me. Let's go see the rehabilitation area."
The rehabilitation area was the backyard of the cat clinic, where over a hundred stray cats awaiting rehabilitation and release, or those hospitalized with lifelong disabilities, roamed freely. Compared to the tense clinic, the atmosphere here was very relaxed. Xiaoqian also stopped crying and started smiling when we arrived. We began bathing, changing dressings, and feeding the cats with the staff.
We ate lunch and dinner at the cat clinic. By the time we got home, the stars were shining brightly. Exhausted from a whole day at the cat clinic, we quickly washed up and rested.
Lying in bed, my mind was filled with her image—what a feeling! I really can't describe it; why does she keep lingering in my mind, impossible to shake off? No matter what, she's my sister; how can I think about such nonsense?
The next day, I finally began tutoring Xiaoqian. When I finally woke up and went to her room to wake her, I found that the diligent girl had already eaten breakfast and was sitting at her desk for an hour.
The door was open, and I saw a set of set squares, a compass, and several sheets of draft paper covered with arcs and angles, densely covered with writing. She was resting her chin on her left hand, holding a pencil in her right, her eyes fixed on the paper, deep in thought. I picked up her draft
paper, and a sudden unease rose in my heart: "Could it be... she's working on that difficult problem?" [ 　　To be continued]

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