Campus Memories

Author: Crazy Cloud

This story takes place at XZ College; I was a 22-year-old virgin then, a sophomore; the school was a vocational
college specializing in engineering; there were pitifully few girls, supposedly a male-to-female ratio of 4:1. The school was located halfway up a mountain
; backed by mountains and facing water, seemingly with excellent feng shui; there was also a lake nearby called "Yunlong" (Cloud Dragon). Next door was a teachers' college,
also halfway up a mountain, also backed by mountains and facing water; but there were countless beauties there; supposedly a male-to-female ratio of 1:4, the exact opposite of our
school . The two schools were separated by a wall about 2.5 meters high; our school had no shortage of exceptionally skilled individuals,
and every night, when all was quiet, there were always figures "flying over walls." They called it "hunting."
Using the word "hunting" to describe these guys was an understatement; vocational colleges are generally quite self-conscious, so going to the neighboring college
for the beauties was understandable, but they could only feast their eyes; who would have the guts to actually approach them? Let alone "hunt"? ... I've
always scoffed at this kind of situation.

Although I don't have a strong sense of inferiority, being in a school like this, there's really nothing to be proud of
.

I'm 22 years old; a young man from the South, 170cm tall; fairly robust; while I don't have the boldness and ruggedness of local
Northern men, I'm still full of youthful vigor and energy.

When I was 22, I started dating a girl named Cy; speaking of Cy, I have to say, she's definitely a
very feminine girl; around 160cm tall; with a very hot figure; big hips and large breasts. Judging from her figure
alone, she's somewhat like a mature woman. But her face is very innocent, yet also a little alluring. Others might think I'm using
inappropriate language; but that's the truth. The main reason I was attracted to her was that she looked a bit like the South Korean star Chae Yeon; and also, her figure. Being able to date such a stunning woman during university should be considered my good fortune.

Before I met her, I was honestly a pretty average guy. I studied hard, played
basketball , and my favorite thing to do every night was to go to the grass with a few friends, carrying an MP3 player and speakers,
to practice street dance – breaking. Maybe it was because my physical condition was pretty good, or maybe it was because I used to do handstands a lot when I was little,
which gave me a decent foundation? Or maybe it was because I was single-mindedly focused on practicing dance, so within a year, I and
one of my classmates were both pretty good. I wouldn't say we could do the big moves, but we could do the small moves well, and the transitions were pretty smooth.
So soon, I was invited by the head of the arts department (Sister Fang) to be the captain and coach of the street dance team. Here's a side
note: Sister Fang's looks are average, but definitely not ugly, above average in appearance; but her figure is absolutely amazing, with a great
bust and butt, and she has a great sense of style, her clothes are very tasteful and she has a lot of class; the only downside is that
she's taller than me, I've never asked her how tall she is or measured her; because of this, my already somewhat inferior
self felt even more that she was sacred and unapproachable.

When welcoming freshmen, our street dance team was also recruiting; frankly, it was to increase
extracurricular , and for the club presidents and such to make a little extra money, since freshmen had to pay an application fee to join clubs.

I met Cy when the street dance team was recruiting; the first time I saw her, I was a little smitten,
but as an introverted guy, it was just a thought; of course, I didn't hesitate to ask her
to join the team...

A long time passed, and I almost forgot about it; I continued to
practice dancing with my friends on the grass as usual; I continued to attend classes and study diligently as usual; and I occasionally played basketball.

Two months later, the school was preparing for the New Year's Eve party, and we, the ones working hard for the club presidents,
were ; we quickly gathered people to rehearse the dance; because we had classes during the day, we could only rehearse in the evenings and on weekends; that's when
I saw her again, and I couldn't suppress my excitement; I think everyone has a beast inside them; it's just that many people
can control it well. As a normal person, I could only think it in my heart and pretend that nothing was wrong on the surface.

I did consider pursuing her, but as the team leader, I didn't want others to think I was bullying her; besides, if
it worked out, great, but if not, I couldn't bear the embarrassment. There's a type of person who's hypocritical and pretentious, and I think
I belong to that category; I'm just putting on airs. Because of this personality, I've missed out on a lot.

Street dance might be more interesting for freshmen; most people are

very enthusiastic in the first few days of rehearsals. A few days ago, my brother and I taught them some basic moves to practice and
familiarize ;

after they were familiar, we'd rehearse the full group dance. Of all those people, she was the one I paid the most attention to;
but I didn't dare to be too obvious, lest anyone notice. But I cared a lot. However
, this didn't last long. Sometimes I wouldn't see her during evening rehearsals; I pretended to be indifferent and told the freshmen: I
don't force anyone to do anything. If you want to learn, I'll try my best to teach you; if you don't want to learn, you don't have to come.
Actually, I was very disappointed. Later, for a few days, she sometimes came late; and each time she came, she was with
a boy. Although I was heartbroken, I knew
that it would be .

After a while, based on everyone's performance, we started selecting participants, keeping four men and four women, and
eliminating the rest of the dozens. Because she performed well, even though she was occasionally late or didn't show up, I insisted on
keeping her among the group, just to catch another glimpse of her…

New Year's Day arrived as scheduled; the party was a great success. After the New Year's Eve party, everyone became much more familiar with each other.
My brother and I often took the eight of them around, practicing dance together, chatting, and eating together. Occasionally,
we would promote our street dance team, dancing in the square to attract more people to sign up.

During this time, I continued to practice dancing as always, and continued to think about her; my days were fulfilling yet
painful; until one day…

I remember it was Saturday evening; I was on my way from the dormitory to the cafeteria, planning to grab something quick and

go back to sleep; as everyone knows, that's how university life is, those with things to do are busy doing nothing, and for
someone like me with no girlfriend, no money, and nothing to do, this is generally the rule. I never expected to run into her on the street
; when I saw her walking towards me from afar, I was very excited, but I pretended not to see her; when she
got closer, I pretended to have just seen her; I said, "What a coincidence, have you eaten yet?" She actually said no, I was stunned.
I checked my pockets; thankfully, I had a few dozen yuan. I offered to treat her to dinner, and she surprisingly
agreed readily.

I thought to myself, it's too shabby to treat her to dinner at school for the first time; at least we should go to the student restaurant near the school gate.
The prices are reasonable, and the environment is nicer. She looked at the menu for a while and ordered a few small dishes; surprisingly,
most of them were desserts… During the meal, I took the opportunity to glance at her; the closer I looked at her face, the more I
couldn't help .

After dinner, we prepared to go back to school; I thought to myself, today was pretty good; I got to see her up close for
so long; I'm quite satisfied. Just as I was thinking of saying something polite and was about to leave, she asked me
to chat with her. I wondered, did she break up with her boyfriend and feel bad? Of course, I agreed;
so we walked and talked. It was a quiet weekend night on campus, and under the dim streetlights, we could occasionally see
couples walking hand in hand, embracing. I wondered, is this what dating is like? I chuckled self-deprecatingly…

…I guess I'm not lucky enough! Just then, I vaguely saw a familiar person walking towards me, with
a handsome guy beside her; the guy greeted me, damn! It was the beautiful department head; as she got closer, she gave me a mischievous
smile, "Oh, over here?"; I could clearly feel the ambiguous tone in her voice, and
after a moment of awkwardness, she laughed and ran away. A while later, I looked back and almost snapped my neck. The
handsome guy 's groping hands were all over the beautiful department head's sexy buttocks, and the department head not only didn't
object, but even wiggled her plump buttocks in response, seemingly enjoying it; damn, I was so envious of that
bastard; what would it be like to have a woman with such a great figure and temperament in bed? Although I'm
a virgin, just imagining it makes me know that fucking a woman like that would be amazing.

Just as I was getting carried away, CY coughed lightly. I turned around awkwardly, and to my
surprise, CY said, "You like Fang Jie, don't you?" I was taken aback. I thought to myself, "I was just fantasizing, and you figured it
out ?" "I didn't expect Fang Jie to be so open-minded," she continued. I thought to myself, judging from Fang Jie's usual behavior,
this kind of thing is nothing to her; Fang Jie is definitely a woman who can be elegant in public and capable in the kitchen. Oh, and she's
even had her wedding night. "Guess what Fang Jie and that handsome guy did?" CY asked again when I didn't answer.

I was stunned, then my face turned red; I said I didn't know; CY chuckled and said, "You definitely know;
you men don't know anything good." I said, "I'm alright." She laughed loudly; then she wouldn't let me off the hook
and made me tell her what Fang Jie and that man did; I said I really didn't know, and she told me to guess; if I didn't
tell her, she would tickle me; I had a strange feeling; because we hadn't known each other for very long, and we weren't very close,
are all girls this open-minded nowadays? Was it a bit inappropriate for us to be playfully teasing each other on our first meal alone?

After a while, we got a little tired of teasing and slowly walked into the grove for a stroll.

Usually, it's the man who initiates conversations between men and women, right? I'm the kind
of person who can talk endlessly with people I know well, and I'm quite humorous, but with someone I don't know well but care about, I don't dare say much, afraid of saying something wrong
and upsetting her. She laughed and said that I'm usually quite talkative, so what's wrong with me now? After a moment of silence,
she started telling me about her life. I thought to myself, our relationship isn't at that stage yet, and I didn't even ask. But then I
thought, maybe she really has a lot of unhappy things to keep bottled up, and she's looking for someone to confide in. Isn't someone like me,
a senior in college, a good person to confide in?

As she talked, she started crying. I didn't know what to do. I felt that at a moment like this,
as a man, I should hold her tightly and comfort her. But at the time, I just patted her on the shoulder

and said, "What's past is past. People always have to look forward. There's nothing you can't get over. When you look back
later , everything from the past won't seem like a big deal." I was practically crazy saying such meaningless things.

After a while, it got pretty late, and I thought to myself, "It's about time. I should go back, or I
won't be able to get back into the dorm.

" "I need to pee," I said to her, my fellow wolves, don't get excited. I drank a lot of soup for dinner and

couldn't hold it in any longer. So I took a few steps forward, and when I could barely see her, I pulled out my
"golden spear" against the wall and had a good, satisfying pee. Actually, eating and going to the toilet are things we do every day, but if
you don't hold it in to a certain extent, you'll never know how satisfying it is. I shivered right after I finished, and someone
grabbed my waist. Just as I was about to turn around, I heard CY say, "Be my boyfriend."

...

At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through my mind. Although I'm not obviously handsome, I
can be called a handsome guy. But why haven't I had a girlfriend all this time? Being low-key is the root
of all my troubles; they say it's like climbing a mountain for a man to pursue a woman, but piercing a thin veil for a woman to pursue a man; the mountain standing before me has instantly become
a thin veil; the world changes so fast that it's beyond our control. Besides, wasn't she always running
around with younger men? Did they break up? Or was that guy not even her boyfriend? I felt her full breasts
pressed against my back, and I thought to myself, with such a stunning woman as my girlfriend, my college life wouldn't be lonely;
the image of the Japanese actress "Hanai Misa" performing
a blowjob on a male actor immediately flashed through my mind; my hard penis slapping against "Nagasawa Azusa's" huge breasts… But why does she want me to be her boyfriend? Is it
because she saw my strong muscles while street dancing? Or is it because she likes me that she dyed her hair blonde? Or is it because I
'm the captain of the street dance team? Could it be that there really are thirsty women in the world, and after more than twenty years, I've finally
met ? Otherwise, why did she hug me before I even zipped up my pants?

"Let me zip it up first," I stammered for a moment, and the first thing I said was, "Don't let my little brother
get cold ." I realized that once I'm in control in a situation, my tone of voice immediately
becomes incredibly arrogant. Commonly known as showing off.

And then…and then I couldn't continue; because she watched me zip up my fly without saying a word, and I
didn't know how to respond; I thought to myself, isn't this just me? Did this girl suddenly want me as her
boyfriend? The imagined, eager confession from her never materialized; oh well, I can't continue, and I'm
too embarrassed to say I like her; even at this point, I still retain a sliver of "rationality." What if someone…
Was my family just kidding me? I'm so embarrassed! How am I supposed to stay in the street dance team?

"It's early, go back and rest, the dorm's about to close." I hate my bravado; I hate that I
didn't dare to take her right there and then. Haha, I'm getting off-topic. I don't even dare confess, let alone take
her right there Me? Me, a virgin?

Back in the dorm, two of my buddies were asleep, and one hadn't come back yet, probably out at an internet cafe all night. I
lay in bed, my mind racing; her innocent face, huge breasts, and big
butt . Damn it, I'm going all in. I'll masturbate. I decisively masturbated. When my semen shot out,
I snapped back to reality. I thought of countless reasons why she did this; but none came to mind. Ah! I'm going crazy…

I slept fitfully until noon the next day; the phone woke me up; it was Cy. Damn, is she serious?

Calling me out for dinner? To go or not to go? Crazy, not to go? You try it…

I dressed myself up carefully, but without making it obvious to others that I
had made a special effort; I even sprayed perfume on my underwear; actually, I really wanted something to happen,
but my damn pretentiousness always ruined it.

During dinner, she asked me again the question I hadn't answered last night: "
Where did Fang go last night?" After her confession last night, I felt my position was no longer just passive; I wouldn't say
I had absolute dominance, but at least I should be on equal footing with her. "She
went out with her boyfriend, wasn't she?" I said calmly; CY looked surprised. "You know about her too?"

"Huh? How so?" CY then fully displayed the spirit of a secret agent, mysteriously
saying, "I saw Fang coming out of hotels with different guys several times…" "Really?" I
asked casually; actually, I was incredibly shocked. If CY had told me that Fang and her boyfriend frequently
booked hotels, I might have just been envious, but CY told me Fang with different men? Damn it, I thought to myself,
do I even have a chance? I also want to be one of those different men; undeniably, my dick was
hard then; rock hard.

Many people like innocent girls in the beginning; but I sadly discovered that I'm not one of them. I
like sluts, whores, and harlots who are still with their ex-husbands; even though I'm still a virgin.

CY then mysteriously told me some things about Sister Fang; saying that almost everyone in the student council knows about her,
and that almost all the student council officers, as long as they're good-looking, have slept with Sister Fang, and she even
had an affair with their class advisor… Damn it, hearing this, I was so excited my
dick 'm a bit short, but I'm not bad looking, and my muscles… well, let's not even talk about them; most importantly? Most importantly
, I'm a virgin; giving my first time to this slut isn't a bad deal for her, right… Just as I was feeling smug… CY
then said , "There are tons of guys like that now." I asked her, "Who else?" "And there's XJJ from the animation class; GYJ from the secretarial class
; DM from the decoration class..." "Really? I know all of them, they seem pretty good." "Why not?"

"…………" "…………".

After dinner, we strolled around as usual, and our conversation gradually eased the tension; I
wasn't shy anymore; I spoke and laughed as I pleased; later she suggested we go to the back mountain for a bit, and I thought to myself, I've
been in university for over a year, and I still don't know what's on the other side; so I readily agreed.

XZ is in the north, and the mountain where our school is located, like most mountains in the north, is full of rocks;
clusters of pine trees grow on the mountain, and weeds grow densely in the cracks of the rocks; there's a pavilion
and a corridor halfway up the mountain, but they're very dilapidated, probably from years of neglect. But from the style of the pavilion and the remaining
broken objects around it, you can vaguely see the prosperity of this place in its heyday.

Just as we were about to climb, two people suddenly rushed down—or rather, walked
down—emerging abruptly from behind the bushes, giving me a strange feeling and a slight sense of unease.

CY dramatically hugged me, and I thought to myself, "Perfect opportunity, huh?" But it was a bit over the top.
The two were a man and a woman, their appearance and clothing ordinary, but they had bits of dry grass stuck to them. I thought, "
I can tolerate a bit of grass while crawling through the bushes, but why is the girl's face so flushed? And why does she look so flustered?
" I calmly pretended not to see anything and let the couple pass before
continuing on with CY. During this time, I felt we shouldn't have come to this place this year; it wasn't a scenic spot
but a place for clandestine trysts. Sure enough, CY started asking me again, "What's going on with those two? Why are their faces so red?" I
thought to myself, "You're quite inquisitive; why do you ask such embarrassing questions?" "Who knows what they're doing?" I
replied casually.

Seeing my lack of interest, Cy didn't say anything more. After a while, we arrived at a secluded yet open
area . A patch of grass was clearly trampled and messy; it was obvious someone had been doing something naughty there
. What was most intolerable was a used condom nearby, full of milky-white
stuff and it even smelled... well, you know. I glanced at Cy, thinking, "Let's get out of here, don't let the smell bother you." Surprisingly, Cy
wasn't as embarrassed as I'd expected; her face was just a little red, but her eyes were fixed on the used condom, gleaming with
a strange light. I thought to myself, "Oh no, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave this mountain without leaving something behind."

It all happened in an instant; in the blink of an eye, we were gone. I stomped the
condom hard into the grass…

After walking a while, Cy and I found a smooth rock and sat down to rest. Suddenly, Cy looked at me and
smiled strangely. I pretended to be scared and imitated Stephen Chow's voice, saying, “Heroine, don't
pity me just because I'm a delicate flower…” I thought she would laugh, but she still looked at me with that same gaze and asked, “Do you
want to see a woman's breasts?” I was startled, but also excited. At this moment, I was still pretending. I
couldn't show that I liked her, nor could I show my lustful side. I just said casually,
“I've seen a lot… I've seen many Japanese films; like Hanano Mai, Kitahara Takako,
Hatano Yui, Murarai Saori…” Just as I was rambling on to cover up my inner embarrassment,
A pair of hot lips pressed against mine; I don't remember what it felt like; I just think I was thinking,
"This time it's finally for real. I don't care how much I go overboard, people will laugh at me. If I don't do something,
do you think I'm a eunuch?" The thought flashed through my mind, and I stuck my tongue out…while simultaneously
holding her tightly; my tongue touched her delicate tongue as soon as I reached out; we intertwined for a long time…

then my hand unconsciously reached for her breasts, ready to knead them…Actually, I'm not
good at writing about this kind of scene. I'm a scholar; what I write is called a work of art…Sorry, I'm being pretentious
again .

Suddenly she broke free; she smiled seductively at me: "If you catch me, I'll show you." Then she ran away
. I thought to myself, "Don't fall; this kind of game between lovers isn't suitable for us." But what should I do?
Since already gone this far, I can't just sit on the rock like a stone and not move; otherwise, it would
be as awkward as a beautiful woman giving a blind man a seductive look. Out of a desire to serve others, I chased
after .

Actually, with my physical abilities, I could have easily caught up with her with a single burst of speed, pinned her down, and taken her right there.
But I thought to myself, I can't be too hasty. After all, most girls enjoy romance and the chase
; they don't necessarily need to actually do anything to be truly happy.

After a while, I felt it was about time, and I thought she was at her limit. I hugged
her tightly, quietly gazing at her pure face; I tried to make my gaze appear affectionate. This was the first
time been so close to a girl, the first time I'd hugged a girl without even holding her hand; the first time in my life I
'd been this close… I thought I should be very excited at that moment; but no, I just wondered
if what right or wrong; should I have done this? Did she really like me? Were we moving
too fast? If she really wanted to do it, I had no experience, could I handle her? Would doing it on the mountain count
as having sex in the wild? The grass was so messy, my clothes would be covered in it, how could I go back to school? And, perhaps
the biggest problem, was I going to use a condom?

As I was thinking, I let go of her…

She took a step back and slowly lifted her shirt; I was shocked. So proactive? Is she serious? Really going to
do it? Even without a condom? Then I saw her snow-white, flat stomach; and a cute belly button; then
she pressed her chin against the hem of her shirt, and then I saw a pink bra, so tight; as if
it were wrapping two fierce beasts, about to burst out. The bra material seemed to be lace or
something, I was thinking; when she suddenly pulled the bra down, a pair of snow-white, huge breasts popped out; damn, it was
only when I saw this that I really got aroused; I slightly stuck out my buttocks to make the
protrusion less obvious and to hide my embarrassment.

"Is it pretty?" she asked me with a charming smile. I smiled shyly and sat down
on a nearby rock. She slowly walked over, glancing at my embarrassed face as she went. She sat down on my
lap I instinctively hugged her. Her two enormous breasts were just centimeters from my eyes, and I
could clearly see that the skin on her breasts was like jade. Her two red nipples were at least 1.5 centimeters long. I
stared at her so closely, wanting to reach out and touch them, but I was afraid that if I let go, she would fall off my lap. "Want some?"

"She asked again; I suddenly realized, thinking, all those years of watching porn have been for nothing...
Without hesitation my mouth and sucked on one of her nipples; she groaned; I sucked hard on her nipple; actually
, I later learned that sucking on a nipple so hard actually hurts; later I asked her how it felt, she said it hurt and
felt good at the same time.

After sucking for a while, I switched to the other nipple; both of her breasts were covered in saliva; her groans
grew louder; I couldn't stand it anymore; I shouldn't have worn jeans out. They were too damn tight; they were
squeezing my balls.

She also hugged my head tightly, burying my head in her chest, letting me suck on it to my heart's content; I
thought if this were in porn..." On the film, if a camera had captured this moment, her expression would have
been incredibly lewd and alluring. Her nipples grew even larger; just as I was enjoying
sucking them, I suddenly heard footsteps.

I quickly pulled down her clothes and placed her on a rock; she noticed too, nervously straightening
her clothes, and like me, crouched down beside the rock, holding her breath, afraid to make a sound.
The footsteps grew closer; there were also soft giggles; I guessed there couldn't be just one person; sure enough, I emerged from
the bushes... Peeking through the gap, I saw two people indeed; a pair of beautiful legs walked past me, and
I even caught a glimpse of the girl wearing a super short skirt; the kind with holes; then I vaguely saw a boy;
the two walked and laughed; I thought to myself, could they be another couple having an affair? At this moment, Cy
whispered "It's Sister Fang." "How did you know?" "I've seen her wear that skirt before, and I have one exactly the same
." Speechless; how come she's everywhere; a woman with Sister Fang's elegance wouldn't be out having sex in the open, would she?!

Suddenly, the two stopped. The boy said, "There's no one here." "No one here is no good either. Let's sit down and rest
for a while ." "Over here..." They walked to a spot about four or five meters away from us. The boy
found a rock and sat down. The girl sat directly on the boy's lap. The boy stroked the girl's
hair and started talking, but his voice was very soft and we couldn't hear what he was saying. My legs were a little numb, and I didn't dare to move, so I
carefully lay down on my side on the grass, facing Cy. I smiled awkwardly, meaning I didn't know when we could leave.

Cy also lay down on her side, facing me, and occasionally looked up at the couple. I thought to myself, "Today was such
a bad time and place; thankfully someone came, otherwise I might have really lost
my precious virginity. Putting aside whether I'd lost it or not, I have absolutely no experience and don't even know how to begin
…

Lying here like this isn't a solution; I need to find a way to leave, but I can't disturb anyone. What if this person
really is Sister Fang? That would be so embarrassing." Just as I was thinking about how to get away, Cy nudged me with her hand, gesturing for me to look.
I looked up, then turned back, staring blankly at Cy, as if to say, "Look at what?" She gestured again…
I looked over, then glanced again, and saw the beautiful woman sitting on the man's lap move slightly. I thought to myself, what's
going on? Doing this while fully clothed, are they fantasizing? Just then, Cy leaned close and whispered in my ear,
"They're having sex." I asked her, "Aren't they dressed? Are they just playing around?" "No, the man's
inside her." "Really?" I looked up again for a while; the woman's miniskirt was rolled up to
her waist , revealing her snow-white buttocks; she was sitting on the man's lap, moving back and forth. Since she was facing away from me,
I could see a dark thing inserted under her snow-white buttocks, going in and out in piston-like
motions. Damn, my face flushed instantly, not from embarrassment, but from nervous excitement; it was the first time in my life
I'd watched someone have sex so closely. At that moment, Cy and I dared not move, afraid of being discovered
and silenced; even if we weren't silenced, how embarrassing would this be?

I dared not look too long, because Cy was right next to me. On one hand, I had to appear not so lecherous,
and on the other hand I had to appear uninterested in other women's bodies. But Cy stared intently at them,
her face flushed and her breathing rapid. Seeing that she wasn't paying attention to me, I occasionally glanced up. Then the boy suddenly
said, "Let's switch." The beautiful woman said, "Just like this," and then swayed a few more times. She obediently stood up,
turned around, and faced us. She bent over, and I was startled. I quickly pressed Cy's head down onto the grass, as
if a grenade had been thrown at me.

After a while, I heard the moans getting louder and louder, and I also heard continuous slapping sounds.
I couldn't help but look up again, and what I saw truly terrified me.

This beautiful woman was indeed Sister Fang! Her long, curly hair was being held by the boy, forcing her head
up. Her full breasts, though covered by her clothes, were still rubbing against
the grass due to gravity.

She was kneeling on the ground, her buttocks sticking out, her body forming a large S-shape. Her shape;
the miniskirt had completely reached her waist; although her snow-white buttocks weren't facing me,
they were still clearly visible due to their high protrusion; the boy was grabbing Fang Jie's hair with one hand and supporting her waist with the other,
thrusting into her hard; each thrust produced a loud slap; with each impact, Fang Jie would
groan , her already furrowed brows furrowing even deeper; I felt my throat go dry;
Fang Jie, usually so elegant and refined, was actually so lewd, making this expression while being fucked, and more importantly
, this was outdoor sex, wasn't it?

Just when I felt my pants were about to burst, Cy suddenly grabbed my penis. Damn, I
let out a soft groan. Although the sound wasn't loud, it was obvious they
could hear me at such close range. Sure enough, there was a pause. I kept my head down, afraid to move. Cy, however, fearlessly
continued grab my penis. It was maddening… I was extremely nervous. Then the slapping sounds started again
. I struggled to lift my sweaty head and barely managed to look over. Fang Jie's body was already swaying back and forth.
Didn't she hear me? What a relief! Just as I was feeling relieved, Fangjie's eyes seemed to glance over, almost unintentionally
. I was so frightened that I forgot to look away, and our eyes met. I thought I could sense
a hint of fear in Fangjie's eyes, and her body trembled as she tried to break free from the boy's grasp. But to my dismay, the
boy continued his thrusting, excitedly slapping Fangjie's large buttocks... At that moment, I
seemed to grow bolder: I've already been seen, so what? Let it be, whatever...

Fangjie seemed to accept her fate, her eyes fixed on my direction, biting her lower lip,
frowning as she enjoyed the stimulation from her lower body. I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing; was it just my imagination? In a few
seconds , Fang Jie's moans grew louder; Cy's grip on my penis tightened; suddenly,
Fang Jie's body trembled violently; she cried out unconsciously, "Ahhh!" and collapsed onto the grass; against the backdrop
of the silent mountainside forest, the sound was deafening; I couldn't help but ejaculate too,
my penis powerfully a few times; making Cy tremble as well. The boy laughed loudly three times,
thrust a few more times, then suddenly pulled away from Fang Jie's body, stood up, and masturbated, ejaculating
. Seeing this, I couldn't help but admire their audacity—no condom, just doing it like that; what if he couldn't
hold back and ejaculated inside?

After a while; my neck was almost stiff; the two seemed to be starting to straighten their clothes. "Why are you so excited
today ?" It was the man's voice; "Stop talking nonsense, let's go." It was Fang Jie's voice—had she really
seen me? Men usually become incredibly clear-headed after ejaculation; so I felt a pang of regret;
I really shouldn't have come today; and being touched by CY through my pants and ejaculating was so embarrassing.

After Fang and the others had gone some distance, we finally breathed a sigh of relief; CY seemed to want to do something; but I said
listlessly , "It's getting late, let's go."

On our way back, CY excitedly told me about it; she even said that people nowadays
like to do it outside, she heard some people do it in bathrooms, some in libraries… I thought to myself, you
woman aren't exactly innocent, you know quite a lot. Always teasing me, making me so aroused; I wouldn't dare do it without
a condom …

I suddenly remembered and asked, "Didn't Fang wear underwear? Isn't she afraid of showing too much with such a short skirt?"

CY smiled mysteriously and said, "She's definitely wearing a thong." "How do you know?" I was surprised by CY
's imagination: "She's in the dorm next to mine, how could I not know?" CY said matter-of-factly. I
felt another surge of excitement. Fangjie is such a slut, she's horny to the core. But I was still a little scared. What if
she really saw me peeping? That would be so damn embarrassing. Cy didn't seem worried about it at all, because when
Fangjie looked over, I was still pressing her head down on the grass; Fangjie definitely didn't see her. All the way there, Cy
kept asking me how much I saw, what I saw, and how I felt. I just said, "It didn't really matter." Then she
asked, "Do you like Fangjie?" Here we go again, the same question I asked last night. But
this time, hearing her ask that, my heart skipped a beat; I casually replied, "How could I?" "Then why did you
ejaculate?" Damn, that's a good question, it hit the nail on the head; I really didn't know how to answer. I thought for a moment...
A while later, I said, "I even masturbate while watching porn." CY laughed, "You're
usually so serious, so you masturbate too?" I thought to myself, "Isn't that obvious? Every man has masturbated,
okay?" Before I could finish my internal monologue, CY asked me again, "How do you masturbate?" This...

⊥ I've been driven crazy by CY all this time... but my story with CY has only just begun.

Ugh, I hate the author! So many good stories, all only half-finished! Either don't post them! Author, the story is pretty good, but it's just suspenseful, always half-finished. Do you always leave things in half? The story needs more twists and turns, and it's too wordy. Anyway, thank you for your hard work, the content is too suspenseful. It's not a long serial, you don't need to keep people in suspense. Short stories don't need this. It's a really good story, it's been a month, why hasn't the author updated? Looking forward to the next chapter, the story has only just begun! The writing is very good, the plot is clever and logical.

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