[Urban] Campus Spring Scenery Series (Complete) - 25-27

Episode 6, Part 2: The Female Teacher and the High School Student.

The second semester has begun. Saturday, after school, the campus is still hot, the sun still high in the sky.

K High School, with a long history dating back to the Meiji era, has a dojo on campus, its history almost as long as the school's, preserved from its founding to the present day.

Third-year student Tatsuya Minami is practicing kendo in the dojo. The sounds of kendo drawing many onlookers. Shoko Hasumi is also watching them practice.

Shoko Hasumi is an English teacher at K High School, twenty-six years old, and still single. She is very beautiful and has a great figure; she is considered a beauty by men.

At this moment, Shoko Hasumi is reminiscing about how she met Tatsuya Minami, and how things unfolded, the memories constantly replaying in her mind.

Hasumi Shoko and Minami Tatsuya noticed each other during a dojo performance. Tatsuya had defeated another opponent and received encouragement from Shoko, which led him to notice her. Afterwards, Shoko often used breaks between classes to teach Tatsuya English, helping him improve. This led to an unbelievable incident.

Tatsuya was practicing in the dojo when he saw Shoko slowly approaching. He felt a surge of joy and paused his practice to rest.

Behind the dojo were many abandoned warehouses, rarely visited by students. It was practically a dead end on campus, overgrown with weeds and littered with dog feces. Delinquent students sometimes came here to smoke; it was a perfect place for a sneaky cigarette.

Tatsuya leaned against the wall of the sports equipment warehouse, lit a cigarette, and checked his watch. There were still forty-five minutes until afternoon classes.

When Shoko appeared from beside the gymnasium, Tatsuya hadn't finished his cigarette. Standing in the shade, Tatsuya saw the light blue dress gleaming brightly in the sunlight. Shoko seemed to be having difficulty walking through the weeds, and Tatsuya stubbed out his cigarette with his foot.

"Honestly, smoking so openly at school," Shoko said, her eyes wide. "What if the other teachers find out? They won't let you off easily." Shoko hadn't been at the school long and didn't know Tatsuya was a repeat smoker.

Ignoring her warning, Tatsuya held out his hand. "The key to the storeroom." "I brought it. What do you need it for?" Shoko asked Tatsuya suspiciously.

"I'm afraid someone might see us here. It's fine for me, but it's inconvenient for the teachers, right? Give me the key. "

He snatched the key from the small wooden board like a snatcher, opened the door, and the two of them went in, then locked it from the inside. That way, no one could come in.

The room reeked of dust. "Keep it clean" signs were plastered on the walls, and various tents, sports equipment, and old vaulting boxes were piled up against the wall.

Tatsuya sat on a tattered mat, patted the area next to him, and gestured for Shoko to sit there as well, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"What are you doing? I don't have much time," Shoko said, standing there, her expression slightly tense.

"Don't say anything, come here," Tatsuya said to Shoko, taking out a handkerchief and spreading it out. Shoko sat down beside him, feigning reluctance. Tatsuya put his arm around her, but as he approached her lips, Shoko turned her face away. She said, "I don't want to be in a place like this." "Why?" Tatsuya looked at Shoko with a questioning gaze. "

I don't have that kind of feeling. You have to understand that. At school, we have a normal teacher-student relationship. You can't bring personal feelings into it. You have to keep that in mind." "That's generally not allowed." "During work hours, I'm a teacher at the school, with various responsibilities. Only after work, when I get home, can I resume being a woman named Shoko. My relationship with you is personal, unrelated to the teacher; it's a relationship between a man and a woman. So, we need to be clear about this when we're at school. You need to understand." "Then, how about I confiscate my cigarettes as a teacher and report Minami Tatsuya smoking to the headmaster?" "In my opinion, as long as you notice cigarette butts or fires and don't smoke in the classroom, it's not a big deal. The law prohibits minors from drinking or smoking, so school rules are strict. But I think after eighteen, we should let them make their own judgments. Besides, no matter how strict the rules are on campus, there's no way to know if someone is smoking outside of school. I'll warn them if I see them, but I won't make a big deal out of it." "That's because I'm the one smoking." Tatsuya grabbed his skirt, but Shoko pressed his hand down.

"Have you changed it? What style is it?" Tatsuya asked Shoko.

"Am I that kind of untrustworthy woman?" "Of course I didn't change my underwear." She said softly, her ears turning red.

"I need to see it with my own eyes, I feel I need to see it with my own eyes before I can believe you." "You don't believe me!" "I'll show you mine first, and I'll return your pants as promised, look." Tatsuya unzipped his pants, preparing to take off his outer trousers.

"Don't do this, not here." Shoko quickly said to Tatsuya.

Although he hurriedly stopped her, Tatsuya ignored her and took off his school trousers, standing in front of Shoko.

The women's panties that barely covered his lower abdomen seemed to be barely supporting him, and Tatsuya's penis was clearly visible. Shoko looked very nervous when she saw that, and Tatsuya told her it was because they had been sitting side by side.

Shoko blushed and looked away, but he came to her side.

"What if someone sees us? Hurry up and put your pants back on." Shoko immediately told Tatsuya to put his pants back on so that no one could see. "You're really worried." "The door is locked, now it's the teacher's turn." When Tatsuya tried to lift her skirt, Shoko refused, backing away, but he grabbed her.

"You wanted me to wear pantyhose, so no." "You lied to me, you didn't wear them. Right? You didn't wear them as promised, did you?" "I did, I already did, you have to believe me." "Then, show me. Your avoidance makes me even more suspicious; you must be lying." Tatsuya's tone insisted on seeing it with his own eyes.

"You're so mean. Fine, I'll let you know. Give me your hand." Shoko pulled Tatsuya's hand under her skirt, guiding it from her waist into her pantyhose, preventing it from sliding down her body. The skirt lifted, revealing her full thighs, and Tatsuya's erection throbbed almost painfully.

"Here, isn't there an opening in the front?" "It's definitely a man's underwear. This female teacher actually kept that foolish promise!" Tatsuya was deeply moved. He wrapped his free hand around Shoko's body and quickly pressed his lips to hers. Shoko's eyes widened as if startled, and she shook her head to escape, but she wasn't truly resisting. She immediately closed her eyes and relaxed her body. Ever since seeing Tatsuya's note, she had already thought that at least they would kiss.

His hand, which had been inside the pants, slipped inside through the opening of her underwear. This made Shoko panic. She grabbed Tatsuya's hand, indicating that she absolutely couldn't, but he wasn't one to give in easily

. Tatsuya forced his way in, touching the grassy area of the hills, the top of his target. "Please, don't do this," Shoko said softly to Tatsuya. "

I can't stop," Tatsuya replied calmly.

"You should know where this is." You didn't listen to a word I just said. I beg you to separate public and private matters, don't do this! Then he stuck his finger in.

"That was great, that was great!" "Ah!" Shoko exclaimed in surprise. It was understandable; her fingers were already covered in nectar with just a little bit inside. Shoko's body was already so aroused. It wasn't just Tatsuya who was aroused; that's why Shoko resisted his fingers entering, making embarrassed sounds when they touched her—she was afraid of revealing her wetness and feeling ashamed. His

fingers didn't reach the bottom of her vagina. Shoko was sitting on the mat, most of her private parts in close contact with it, and with her legs together, Tatsuya could only touch the small protrusion.

"Wait until tonight!" Her voice trembled, and her knees quivered slightly, but Shoko didn't seem to want to escape; she simply adopted a conservative stance. She kept repeating that this was a school, and that she shouldn't do such things during lunch break. Her breathing became labored as she repeated the same words several times. The forbidden thought lingered in Shoko's mind. The idea of teachers and students indulging in lewd behavior on the sacred school grounds was a sin far greater than students smoking on campus. Shoko was tormented by her conscience.

But at the same time, the stronger this forbidden thought became, the stronger the pleasure of breaking it became, numbing Shoko's reason like poison. She kept saying no, but her sensitive mounds soon became intoxicated when touched.

Shoko's face rested on Tatsuya's shoulder, her rosy cheeks appearing incredibly beautiful. Tatsuya pulled back the hair draped over her neck and kissed it there. Sunlight streaming in from the exit window made her snow-white neck even more alluring. Looking at his watch, he saw that only twenty minutes of lunch break remained. Tatsuya began to remove her panties. Shoko wasn't very cooperative, but she didn't resist much. Finally, he managed to remove a pair of pantyhose, revealing her snow-white thighs. Tatsuya couldn't help but grab them forcefully.

"Ah!" Shoko let out a soft cry, lifting her head.

Tatsuya's eyes were moist, filled with lust.

The mattress was about the size of a single bed, enough space for two people to lie down, but it was covered in dust. Shoko indicated her reluctance, and Tatsuya couldn't force her too much. He asked her to come onto his lap, but Shoko still refused. However, now that she had taken off her underwear, it was only a superficial refusal; the forbidden thoughts had long since succumbed to the temptation of lust. "Hurry up!" Tatsuya's voice grew rough with urgency. Shoko, who had been looking down, finally lifted her buttocks.

"Are you alright?" she asked, turning back anxiously.

Tatsuya embraced her waist, face to face.

Slowly straddling his lap, Tatsuya lifted the hem of his dress, embracing her slender waist again. Shoko's hands wrapped around Tatsuya's neck, their sweaty faces pressed together. He urged her on from below, aligning himself. Shoko frowned, first lifting her buttocks, then hesitantly lowering herself. It was strange that her juices hadn't dripped out. Her moist petals enveloped Tatsuya's erection, the area they covered growing larger, pleasure surging upwards from his back.

She used her weight to sit down, hugging Tatsuya's neck tightly. Tatsuya's face was pressed between the two mounds of her breasts, inhaling her unique feminine fragrance.

"Ah!" Tatsuya heard a sigh, then felt Shoko's body move—not a real movement, but rather adjusting the internal position of their union. What had been tight at first was now perfectly comfortable.

Shoko berated herself for being a bad woman, an unqualified teacher. Tatsuya couldn't answer her self-talk and didn't have time to indulge his female teacher's sentimentality. He began to move.

Shoko remained seated, letting Tatsuya do as he pleased, all her weight pressing down on her.

"Teacher," he urged, urging her to assume a riding position.

Urged on, she had to lift her body. Tatsuya encouraged and guided her from below. Unaccustomed to taking the initiative, Shoko couldn't continue. Unable to maintain rhythm, she sat on Tatsuya's lap, moving around, her movements becoming smaller and smaller until finally just a swaying motion. However, her breathing remained rapid, and she occasionally let out a soft moan.

It was like winding up a loose spring; a touch to her buttocks would immediately initiate up-and-down movements, but the energy would quickly dissipate, repeating this cycle endlessly.

This was because Shoko's body hadn't yet reached the point of experiencing ultimate pleasure. Just being with Tatsuya seemed to provide her with considerable satisfaction. She looked grateful and said shyly.

His penis had reached its limit. Pulling apart the two mounds revealed a wet, glistening vulva, and Tatsuya seemed impatient, thrusting in all the way.

"I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore," Shoko sighed deeply after being patted twice on the shoulder.

"What kind of expression am I supposed to make going back to the teachers' office? I can't possibly teach," Shoko said to Tatsuya

. "But being late is still bad, let's leave first," Tatsuya said.

"No. Don't worry about me, you go ahead," Shoko said, now changing her attitude. She was

practically acting like a child, pleading. As Tatsuya started to straighten his clothes, Shoko hugged him tightly again.

"Don't go!" Shoko held him tightly.

"What's wrong? You're not like you used to be," Tatsuya said to Shoko with suspicion.

"That's right, I'm a woman who's no longer qualified to be a teacher. Who made me this way?" Her tear-stained face pressed against Tatsuya's face, and she kissed Tatsuya's mouth frantically.

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Episode 6 03 The Story of Qin, the Doorman of the Girls' Dormitory

(Part 1) "Ah...ah...um...um...no...no..."

Accompanied by the soft panting of women, waves of lewd moans came from the room, without any regard for whether others could hear them. Qin, the doorman, had been standing outside the door for a long time. Through the crack in the door, he could clearly see two naked bodies engaged in a passionate battle.

Qin, whose real name is Qin Yiming, is sixty-two years old and is the doorman of Building No. 2 of the girls' dormitory at the Normal University. Since his wife has passed away and his only daughter and grandson live in another city, he lives alone in the doorman's room and manages the opening and closing of Building No. 2 of the girls' dormitory every day.

This afternoon, Qin planned to go to the water room to wash his hands, but when he passed by Room 127, he was attracted by the melodious cries. The door wasn't closed tightly, leaving a narrow gap of three or four centimeters, enough for Grandpa Qin to see clearly.

A pretty girl lay on her back, a handsome young man standing on the edge of the bed, his twenty-centimeter-long penis constantly thrusting in and out of her crimson labia, each thrust drawing out streams of vaginal fluid.

"Oh...so good! Ah...ah...Mingfeng, your...your cock is so...so big...it fills my pussy completely...mmm...so beautiful...mmm...mmm...ah!...I'm coming...I'm going to come...ah..."

The girl suddenly screamed, her whole body trembling, her slender waist twisting wildly, a large gush of vaginal fluid gushing out, carried along by the thrusting of the large penis, wetting their pubic hair, flowing down their buttocks onto the sheets. The young man pressed the head of his penis tightly against the girl's clitoris, feeling the pleasure of the vaginal fluid surging and the contractions of her vaginal walls. After she climaxed, he laughed and said, "You came so quickly, haven't you been penetrated by a man in a long time? Has it been? Has it been!"

He said "has it been?" twice and his glans thrust twice.

"Ah!... Ah!..."

the girl cried out twice, "You... you're so bad... who told you to have such a big thing!... Ah... Ah... you... you've started again... Ah... Oh... can't you let me catch my breath... Ah... harder... thrust harder... it feels so good... Oh... it's so sore... I'm so happy..."

The girl quickly became immersed in boundless pleasure again.

The boy continued thrusting, pressing the girl's legs onto his shoulders, making her vulva even more erect. Each thrust of his glans slammed into her clitoris, causing her to gush with fluids that flowed down, quickly filling her anus and then spilling onto the floor, forming a small puddle.

The girl's moans mingled with the squelching sounds of the water, echoing throughout the room. These sounds reached the ears of Old Man Qin, who was secretly watching. From the first glance, he was deeply captivated by the steamy scene. Born in the old society and raised under the red flag, he was a law-abiding, honest man who had never witnessed such a vigorous display. He felt his mouth dry, his blood rushing, and even his long-dormant manhood began to stir.

"These young people nowadays!"

he sighed, shaking his head, but his eyes remained glued to the girl's. Lost in his strange emotions, he forgot to consider why a boy would be in a girls' dormitory.

The two inside continued their passionate thrusting, the boy's thighs slamming against the girl's full buttocks with a resounding "slap, slap." The girl would occasionally lift her buttocks and thrust upwards a few times, but her legs would quickly go weak from the boy's thick penis, and she would moan repeatedly: "Ah!... Brother Mingfeng,... you... you really know how to do it... it feels so good... so comfortable... ah!... I'm going to die..."

The man called Mingfeng thrust into her while saying, "Little Wei, I haven't fucked you for a few days, and you're already so horny, and so much juice is flowing out! Tell me, why are you so horny, tell me!"

He thrust hard.

"Ah!"

The girl screamed, her snow-white thighs trembled a few times before she caught her breath, and she playfully punched the boy's strong chest, "You're so bad! Your thing is so big, so hard, and so thick. I can't take it... ah!..."

Mingfeng chuckled a few times and continued thrusting. After only a few thrusts, he felt her vagina tremble slightly, and her juices flowed endlessly like a stream, knowing that she was about to climax again. He pressed his glans firmly against her clitoris, grinding it back and forth a dozen times, then slowly pulled it out, then thrust it in again, and began to grind it in a circular motion…

“Ah!…Good brother…good husband…you’re going to fuck me to death!…Ah…I…I’m going to cum again…I’m going to cum again…”

The girl’s mouth was wide open as she screamed wildly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her buttocks thrashing wildly. Mingfeng felt her vaginal muscles contracting, her cervix biting his large glans again and again, but he ignored it completely, instead thrusting even harder.

The girl’s short, sharp screams instantly echoed throughout the room, streams of vaginal fluid shooting out and splashing everywhere with each thrust…

(II) The girl cummed again and again, her whole body weak, her head tilted to one side, only able to gasp for breath. But the penis that was gripped by her vagina was still so hard, and even harder than before.

Mingfeng stared intently at the girl's face, admiring the changes in her expression before and after her climax. He felt a surge of pride, deriving immense satisfaction not only physically but also psychologically.

"Xiaowei, your expression just now was so lewd, hehe!"

"Mmm..."

The girl was too weak to speak, only able to utter nasal sounds.

Mingfeng smiled contentedly, pulling out his penis, which was dripping with her fluids. He picked up the girl, flipping her over so her upper body was on the bed, her buttocks facing him. Gazing at her plump buttocks, flushed red with the climax, he couldn't resist giving them a couple of quick, bouncy slaps.

The girl let out a soft, languid cry of pain, seemingly anticipating his next move, and struggled slightly...

"Brother Mingfeng, my good husband. Please spare me, I really can't..."

Unfortunately, her murmured pleas only excited Mingfeng more. He reached out and grabbed her lower abdomen, his left hand pressing on her back, and thrust his hips forward with all his might. With a "whoosh," the penis slid all the way in, squeezing out a lot of the remaining vaginal fluid. The girl lay on the bed, powerless to resist, letting him do as he pleased from behind…

Old Master Qin's feelings at this moment could only be described as astonishment. He was surprised by how wanton the girl was in bed, so different from usual, and also marveled at the strong sexual ability of the boy named Mingfeng, which far surpassed his own in his youth in both intensity and stamina. The various fiery positions, the girl's wanton moans, the boy's smug expression… all stimulated his senses, making his blood boil. If he hadn't been impotent for many years, he might have already rushed in and joined the fray.

Thinking of this, Old Master Qin suddenly felt a surge of jealousy. When he was young, he would have been working in a factory, busy to death all day long. How could he have enjoyed such wonderful lewd pleasures? Although they later got married, they always felt that sex was a dirty thing, so they treated it as a routine, always ending hastily and without any mutual caresses. After having children, this "dirty" thing naturally stopped. However, today's vivid and sensual scene aroused his strong desire, even more so than on their wedding night. He was also deeply shocked by the beautiful college girl's post-orgasm bliss.

Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly felt a tightness in his groin. His now swollen but still soft member was being grabbed! A body pressed against his back, followed by a soft laugh behind his ear: "Uncle Qin, are you enjoying the show?"

Uncle Qin shuddered and quickly turned around to see a girl smiling at him while breathing on his neck.

She had a pretty face, was about 165 cm tall, and wore tight jeans and a semi-transparent white blouse that showed off her shapely figure. Grandpa Qin recognized the girl as Liu Xiaojing; she was one of the girls living in room 127.

Liu Xiaojing and Zhang Weiwei were roommates. Liu Xiaojing had just finished her first afternoon class and remembered she'd forgotten a book, so she rushed back to the dormitory to get it. From afar, she saw Grandpa Qin, the gatekeeper, furtively peeking into her room.

In Grandpa Qin's memory, Liu Xiaojing was a very lively girl, always excited and energetic—the complete opposite of her name. Even so, Grandpa Qin never expected her to be so bold as to grab his manhood.

"You…let go!"

He couldn't take the shock anymore. If this continued, he feared he might do something unforgivable, something that would ruin the girl's life.

Grandpa Qin was a kind man, but he forgot two things in his kindness: being impotent, he couldn't do something "unforgivable"; and a girl who casually touches a man's crotch wouldn't be hurt by such a thing, especially not for a lifetime.

Liu Xiaojing chuckled, clenching her hand tightly before releasing it, her gaze shifting to the two in the dormitory.

"No wonder Zhang Weiwei said her stomach hurt at noon and didn't want to go to class this afternoon. So... so she was going to do this with Ye Mingfeng!"

Ye Mingfeng was a year ahead of Zhang Weiwei and Liu Xiaojing, Weiwei's boyfriend, and quite familiar with Liu Xiaojing. But Liu Xiaojing hadn't expected Weiwei to skip class under some pretext and secretly meet Mingfeng, especially in her own dormitory. Her voice was low, as if she were talking to herself, or perhaps telling Grandpa Qin.

"Hmm... If I hadn't forgotten a book and had to turn back halfway, I'm afraid Xiaowei would have kept it all in the dark..."

Seeing Mingfeng's magnificent and imposing penis, she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement: "My God, what a big and thick penis! Much bigger than my boyfriend's! If he were to put it in my pussy, it would definitely feel amazing."

Turning back to Grandpa Qin, she mocked, "Look at that penis of his, so hard, straight, and so thick, that's what a man should be like. Hehe, you can't even get an erection, you can only peek at people having sex, hehe, that's really funny."

In truth, Liu Xiaojing was always sharp-tongued, and these words, though spoken casually, dealt a heavy blow to Grandpa Qin. Although he was an old man, no man could accept such a statement; for a moment, he felt incredibly heavy-hearted and ashamed. Meanwhile, the "perpetrator" paid no attention to Grandpa Qin's expression, her eyes fixed on the live sex act unfolding in the room. Gradually, her breathing became rapid, her left hand kneading her full breasts, her right hand stirring inside her trousers, her eyes growing increasingly infatuated… Finally, she let out a low growl, pushed open the door, and rushed in, pounced on the terrified Mingfeng, showering him with kisses on his firm chest…

Another new act of debauchery began. However, this time, the carnal performance had no audience. Grandpa Qin had returned to the gatehouse, Liu Xiaojing's words echoing in his ears, leaving him utterly dejected and depressed, with no "interest" in watching any longer.

(III) Aside from Uncle Qin, probably no one would have imagined that such a lewd scene could occur in this nationally renowned normal university, especially in a girls' dormitory. The passionate acts performed by one man and two women had reached the edge of moral boundaries, and even they themselves found it unbelievable.

Liu Xiaojing straddled Ye Mingfeng, moaning joyfully. From her intoxicated expression and frenzied movements, it was clear that she was experiencing unprecedented excitement.

"Oh...oh...I'm lost...I'm lost again..."

she cried out, lifting her buttocks and slamming them down several times, a gush of wetness gushing out, sticky and hot, flowing all over Mingfeng's lower abdomen. A feeling of exhaustion made her support herself on Mingfeng's chest, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm.

Mingfeng, being ridden by Liu Xiaojing, hadn't ejaculated yet, but he was experiencing wave after wave of pleasure. The tender clitoris of the female college student's vagina kept rubbing against the urethral opening of his penis, making him feel numb and tingly, and he almost couldn't help but climax several times.

Just now, Liu Xiaojing's sudden intrusion had indeed startled him. He thought she was going to catch him cheating and report it to the authorities. He thought he was doomed; if the charge of "trespassing in a girls' dormitory and engaging in sexual activity" were upheld, the school would probably punish him with the "death penalty"—expulsion. However, things turned out quite unexpectedly. Liu Xiaojing pounced on him like a little animal, pushing him onto the bed. In her eagerness, she only pulled her jeans and underwear down to her knees, not even bothering to take off her top, and impatiently straddled him, sitting down...

"No... don't do this... Xiaowei, she..."

Mingfeng finally realized what was happening, remembering his girlfriend was still there, and hurriedly reminded the hot-headed little lecher. At this moment, the girl named Weiwei's behavior made the two of them completely unconcerned. She was already dazed and confused from being fucked, lying limply on the bed, not even wanting to open her eyes. She only vaguely sensed someone entering, and didn't know what happened afterward. She kept murmuring, "So...comfortable...so...good..."

Mingfeng gradually felt a rare excitement. Liu Xiaojing, who was thrusting incessantly on top of him, was not only a hundred times more wanton than his girlfriend, but the amount of fluid flowing from her vagina was also astonishing. From the beginning, it was inexhaustible, like a tap that hadn't been turned off. During her orgasm, the gushing out was like a flood bursting its banks, impacting his penis and making him feel incredibly good. He knew he was on the verge of exploding. Sure enough, after Liu Xiaojing had another orgasm, he couldn't hold back any longer. He pressed her buttocks down firmly with his hands, letting his penis penetrate deeply into her flower, the glans reaching her uterus. With several "plop plop plop" sounds, his semen finally gushed out, hot and viscous, showing off his youthful vigor.

"Ah...oh..."

Liu Xiaojing couldn't help but tremble all over. Her uterus was instantly filled with the man's semen, and the burning heat stimulated her to another orgasm. She then collapsed onto Mingfeng's body, panting heavily. Mingfeng, after two rounds of "relay sex," was also exhausted and let her lie on top of him. His penis, after ejaculating, slowly softened, shrank, and slid out of her vagina...

Satisfied, Liu Xiaojing looked at the man with admiration, "What a strong man!"

Thinking of her boyfriend, she would be lucky to be half as strong as him. She smiled mischievously and bit Mingfeng's shoulder.

"Ah..."

Mingfeng cried out in pain and pushed her head away, "What are you doing!"

"Hehe..."

Liu Xiaojing giggled, "Who told you to make me suffer like this? I bit you to get revenge...hehe..."

"Oh my god!"

Mingfeng thought to himself. Recalling the events before and after making love with her, he couldn't help but sigh, "You're such a little slut!"

He had a reason for saying that, of course. He was already very open-minded, but compared to her, he felt ashamed. Imagine, who would barge in after seeing someone having sex with their roommate, demanding a share? You wouldn't believe it unless you experienced it yourself! Liu Xiaojing, on the contrary, seemed quite pleased: "Thank you for the compliment!"

Seeing Mingfeng's stunned expression, she added, "Actually, not only are you surprised, I'm also very surprised myself! Ever since my first time having sex, I get very aroused whenever I see a man's penis, and I can't wait to have sex with him. I can't even control myself!"

"A born slut!"

Mingfeng thought to himself. If someone had a wife like that, wouldn't they be constantly being cuckolded? However, on the other hand, having her as a sex partner wasn't bad... Unconsciously, his penis hardened again, and his lust flared up once more.

He pressed the delighted Liu Xiaojing down beneath him. This time, it was his turn to "take revenge"...

What a happy bunch of college students!

But, some were happy while others were sad. Grandpa Qin wasn't so lucky; he was melancholy for the entire afternoon, only finding some peace of mind in the evening. He kept comforting himself: "I'm already so old, of course I can't compare to young men. She probably didn't mean it, why should I take it to heart?" He then thought of the boundless spring scenery he had seen during the day, and felt a surge of heat within him.

"Ah! If only I could do that once!"

he sighed, vaguely feeling that he had wasted his life. He hadn't understood the wonders of lovemaking when he was young, and now that he did, he was impotent. Nothing in life was more painful than this. If God gave him a second chance, he wished he could do it ten thousand times! He rambled on like this for a while, then went to bed. Life is full of disappointments, with more sorrow than joy, something no one can change. But that also means that there are only one or two things that go well. If it's all sorrow and bitterness, what's the point of living? There should always be some happy moments! Miracles are rare, but they often happen in times of despair, and this time, Grandpa Qin experienced one.

It was already 7:00 AM. Grandpa Qin sat on the bed, stunned. He'd been in this position for over half an hour since waking up. The reason? A small tent was bulging in his crotch, beneath his underwear. (Part Four) "This…is this real?"

Grandpa Qin was utterly astonished, almost unable to believe it. But the feeling of his erection was so clear and intense; how could it be fake? He hadn't experienced this feeling in over ten years, and thought he'd never feel it again.

"Could there really be a god in this world?"

he wondered. Although he only had a junior high school education, he knew his body was acting against normal physiological norms. Since science couldn't explain it, he started to think of gods. Just then, a loud knock came at the door. "Grandpa Qin, when are you going to open the door? We have to go to class!" A

clear voice, tinged with displeasure, called out. Grandpa Qin snapped out of his reverie, glanced at his watch—it was already past seven—and hurriedly dressed and got out of bed. Although the erection had caused him inconvenience, what did it matter? What could be more important than restoring one's masculinity?

A group of girls stood at the entrance, making a noisy commotion. Although they were somewhat unhappy, they didn't say anything. After all, this was the first time Grandpa Qin had overslept, and he was quite popular among the girls in Building Two due to his kind nature. In the crowd, Grandpa Qin spotted two girls, Zhang Weiwei and Liu Xiaojing. Their faces were almost identically flushed, and they both looked rather tired, yawning as they walked. Zhang Weiwei's expression was normal; she seemed unaware that Grandpa Qin had witnessed her wild night before, and even politely greeted him with a "good morning." Liu Xiaojing, however, gave him a mischievous glance at his crotch, made a grabbing motion with her left hand, and then walked away with her companion, laughing.

"These young people nowadays..."

Grandpa Qin couldn't help but sigh for the second time. Such boldness, such thick skin—it's rare even among men, let alone women.

He knew Liu Xiaojing had just been mocking him, mocking his impotence. A day ago, he might have been upset, but now it was different. He had regained his senses, and although he didn't understand why, it didn't matter anymore.

"That bold girl, one day you'll understand!"

He vaguely harbored a desire for revenge. But when he realized this thought, he was shocked. "What's wrong with me? How could I hold a grudge against a child? And even think about revenge? She's only a few years older than my grandson! Qin Yiming, you've been an honest man your whole life, how could you have such a despicable thought!"

He shook his head, banishing all his wild thoughts. As the saying goes: "A loss may turn out to be a blessing in disguise, and a gain may turn out to be a curse." Old Master Qin deeply understood the latter part of the saying. A week had passed since the last incident, but it felt like a year to him. Why?

Every morning, his "suffering" began. His "little brother" was always erect, creating a "tent" that greatly inconvenienced his daily life. What troubled him even more was that his penis was constantly erect and swollen, almost all day long. Only a few times would it "rest," but even then, it only lasted a few minutes before it was back to its usual hard state. Especially after sleeping, including afternoon naps, it was incredibly hard, feeling like it was about to burst through his pants. He even went to the store several times to buy larger-sized underwear, which made the saleswomen look at him with strange eyes, glancing at his bulging crotch, making him extremely embarrassed. These past few days, Mr. Qin's gait had become somewhat unsteady. Most people would assume it was just old age, but who would have thought that Mr. Qin's unsteady gait and stooped posture were all to conceal the embarrassment in his crotch? If they knew, who knows what they would think? A week ago, he was excited about regaining his function; now, he only felt pain. The reason was simple: he could see it but couldn't have it.

In such a large girls' dormitory, especially in the sweltering summer heat, there were just too many instances of accidental exposure. A casual stroll revealed numerous women in shorts and tank tops, some even in only underwear, seemingly unconcerned, even in front of Grandpa Qin. This wouldn't have been a problem before, but now it brought him deadly torment and temptation, leaving him with an erection he couldn't relieve, only able to slowly relax after a long time. Grandpa Qin realized the error

of his previous thinking. What good was regaining his ability? Could he find a girlfriend and have sex like a young man? That was utterly delusional; he'd be seen as a lecherous old man. He actually missed the days of "impotence," when he wouldn't suffer such torment or feel this resentment. It seemed that unless another miracle occurred, he would have to endure this suffering forever.

Another sunny afternoon. Liu Xiaojing returned to the building alone, her face glowing, but her expression seemed somewhat dissatisfied, her brows slightly furrowed.

"That good-for-nothing Yang Ming is getting worse and worse!"

she muttered under her breath.

Liu Xiaojing had just returned from her boyfriend Yang Ming's place. She had wanted to make love properly and completely release her pent-up desire, but he only managed to ejaculate twice before he couldn't help but ejaculate again. This didn't satisfy her at all; she felt her boyfriend had become worse. Actually, her boyfriend hadn't become weaker; he was still the same as before. It was just that after secretly making love with Zhang Weiwei's boyfriend last time, she had experienced unprecedented satisfaction, and the immense pleasure and stimulation were still unforgettable. Compared to that, it was only natural that she would think that way.

"Looks like I can only go back to Mingfeng..."

Just thinking about Mingfeng's impressive penis made her body tremble, and her private parts leaked a lot of lustful fluid. Liu Xiaojing thought to herself as she arrived at the dormitory door, only to find that she had forgotten her keys.

"Really, I wonder when they'll be back!"

Of the six people in their dormitory 127, three were from the computer science department, two were from the law department, and one was from the physical education department. Although their departments were very different, the six girls all had one thing in common: they found it hard to stay in the dormitory. Some were just naturally inclined to stay there, while others did so because of their studies. Liu Xiaojing glanced at the sky; it was still early. Knowing they wouldn't be back soon, she went out for a walk. Passing the gatehouse, she remembered, "Right, isn't there a spare key at the gatehouse? How could I forget?"

She knocked, but there was no response. She knocked harder, but still no reaction. Was no one home? But it wasn't locked, so she gently pushed it open and went inside. There lay Grandpa Qin on the bed, snoring softly.

"It's almost four o'clock, still sleeping. Is he a pig?"

Liu Xiaojing thought mockingly, about to wake him, when she suddenly stopped. She looked at something, her eyes filled with astonishment.

(V) "My God...my God! This...how is this possible?"

Liu Xiaojing stared at Grandpa Qin in disbelief, looking at his crotch.

Perhaps because of the heat, the towel covering Grandpa Qin had been kicked off, revealing his body, clad only in shorts. Just like the past few days, his "brother" was erect, straining against his pants, trembling as if it might burst forth at any moment.

"What a huge tent!"

Liu Xiaojing exclaimed softly, rubbing her eyes to make sure the scene wasn't fake. She was puzzled. She clearly remembered how soft it had been, almost like cotton, when she had held this old man's crotch that day. She simply couldn't believe he wouldn't feel aroused by such a passionate scene. Although young, she had considerable sexual experience and knew very well what a normal man's reaction should be. But this old man Qin's reaction baffled her.

She couldn't calm down and think about it anymore, because her gaze was deeply drawn, lingering on Old Man Qin's crotch, as if pulled by some magic, her expression almost dreamlike.

Liu Xiaojing's body gradually began to react primally. This reaction was the one she was most familiar with, and also the one she "hated" the most. From the night she lost her virginity, she would have this reaction whenever she saw a man's penis, and this reaction meant she wanted to have sex. This time was no exception, except—"Ha, I'm really lewd, actually wanting to have sex with a man in his sixties! Hehe, how ridiculous..."

She smiled nonchalantly and was about to leave.

But when she reached the door, she couldn't help but look back. Although there was a layer of cloth between them, the shape of the mushroom-shaped glans was vaguely visible because it was pressed tightly against her. With her experience, she could already estimate its size and hardness, imagining what kind of feeling it would bring her when it entered her vagina. At this moment, she stopped her thoughts. After all, she was a college student, and no matter how burning with desire she was, she shouldn't go to an old doorman.

Liu Xiaojing reminded herself and turned to leave again. The door was half open, and a gush of vaginal fluid suddenly gushed out from her private parts, her body trembled slightly, and she felt even more unbearably hot.

"Forget it, I'll just take a look and then masturbate later—yes, just one look!"

With that thought, Liu Xiaojing closed the door again, walked to Grandpa Qin's bedside, knelt down, and reached out to pull down his shorts...

"Wow...so big!"

A massive, dark red penis, twenty-four or five centimeters long and seven or eight centimeters thick, came into view. It was much larger than she had imagined, and one of the largest penises she had ever seen, even surpassing Mingfeng's, though its thickness seemed even greater! She reached out and grasped it with both hands, leaving only the glans exposed.

"So hot!"

At this moment, Liu Xiaojing had long forgotten her self-imposed rule of "only looking once," and she had also forgotten Qin Daye's age and status. She opened her mouth and took the glans in, habitually swallowing and releasing it.

"Ugh..."

After a while, she was surprised to find that the penis was still growing larger and harder, almost overflowing. She felt her body growing increasingly hot, her private parts continuously leaking vaginal fluid, and she could no longer bear the torment of boundless lust...

"Forget it, I don't care anymore..."

What the female college student desperately needed now was a thick, long, hard penis to fill the emptiness in her body; nothing else mattered.

Liu Xiaojing was wearing a short skirt, making everything so convenient; she didn't even need to take off her underwear, just using one hand to pull the crotch open slightly. Before penetration, her gaze fell on Grandpa Qin's face, noticing a slight smile on his face, as if he had a premonition of something good happening in his dream.

"Hmph! You're lucky, you old pig!" He lowered his

waist and sat down.

"Ah—" Liu Xiaojing suddenly sat up, her head involuntarily tilting back. The stimulation from the penis entering her vagina for the first time was too intense; its size, hardness, and heat all exceeded her expectations, far surpassing what she had imagined, no less than Mingfeng's.

She lifted her buttocks and moved, finally filling her vagina completely, causing her to moan repeatedly, feeling an extraordinary sense of pleasure. But just then, Grandpa Qin woke up from his dream, his eyes wide: "You..."

Grandpa Qin had been having a strange dream, a dream of his first time making love with his wife decades ago. The scene was the same, but the object was different; sometimes it was Zhang Weiwei, sometimes Liu Xiaojing, and sometimes other girls. Later, the scene changed again, becoming the dormitory room 127 he had once spied on, and he replaced Mingfeng's role, using the same methods to play with the girls. In the dream, the pleasure constantly surging between his legs was incredibly real, a pleasure he hadn't felt for over a decade. Until he realized that it really wasn't a dream.

"Liu Xiaojing, you...you..."

Although he knew Liu Xiaojing's lewd nature all too well, he was still startled and tried to sit up.

Liu Xiaojing smiled mysteriously and sat down heavily a few times. An intense, tingling pleasure traveled from his penis to his brain, making him groan a few times, then collapse weakly onto the bed, his penis even more erect and swollen. Liu Xiaojing's face was filled with the smugness of a victor. She straddled Grandpa Qin with an air of nonchalance, thrusting up and down, beginning to enjoy the pleasure of lovemaking. But after a short while, she clearly felt the enormous object penetrating her vagina grow even larger. The throbbing sensation, the tingling, itchy, and tingling pleasure of her vaginal muscles rubbing against the massive object as it moved, made her scream and thrust wildly. From behind, her plump, white buttocks rose and fell rapidly like a pile driver, a thick, dark red penis sometimes disappearing and sometimes emerging from her cleft… Soon, the penis was covered in translucent, sticky fluid, its shaft glistening with oil.

Grandpa Qin was somewhat bewildered; everything had happened so suddenly, he couldn't accept it. He had initially been disheartened by his own impotence, then excited when he inexplicably regained his abilities, and then, understanding his true identity and age, feeling utterly useless, he was filled with despair. But then, a twist occurred. He had still committed this shameful and obscene act!

Although this was what he deeply desired, it was also deeply condemned by his conscience and morality. His feelings were extremely conflicted; he didn't know whether to be happy or sad...

He only felt her warm, moist vagina, tightly gripping him, as if a thousand tiny hands were caressing and squeezing him. The unparalleled pleasure accumulated little by little, and soon he felt the urge to erupt.

"Liu Xiaojing, you can't...you can't do this!"

"Stop it, you've got the benefit and you're still...acting innocent. A female college student lets an old man like you do it, you...what else...are you not satisfied with...ah...ah..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Xiaojing couldn't bear the intense pleasure, screamed a few times, and climaxed.

Suddenly, Grandpa Qin felt her vagina contract even tighter, and then a stream of hot liquid poured onto his glans. Instantly, a huge wave of pleasure rushed to his head, and he also cried out "Ah!" as his pent-up semen powerfully shot out, surging and spraying onto the beautiful college student's vaginal flower.

(VI) Liu Xiaojing caught her breath and recovered, her face showing disdain. "So fast? I thought you were something special, but you're just all show and no substance!"

She was somewhat disappointed. If it weren't for the fact that he ejaculated so quickly, Qin Daye's thing would really be a treasure. It was the first time she had reached orgasm in such a short time. What a pity... Huh? Why, why doesn't it seem to have softened? She then realized that the penis in her vagina hadn't softened after ejaculation; it was still as firm as before.

"Ah, it really is a treasure! This time, I've really met a gem!"

Overwhelmed with excitement, the glans in her vagina gently rubbed against the vaginal walls, stimulating her lower body to tremble again, and her desire was reignited. Just like before, Liu Xiaojing straddled him. This was her favorite position. Not only could it penetrate deeper, but she also had the initiative in her own hands, able to do whatever she wanted. But she had barely sat down when Grandpa Qin, who had been riding her, suddenly yelled, flipped over, pinned her down, grabbed her two pink legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, then thrust in and began to fuck her hard.

"Oh...you're going to die...you...you're crazy...ah...ah...be gentle...ah...be gentle, Grandpa Qin...I...I can't take it...oh..."

The usually kind Grandpa Qin ignored her this time, his movements not only not lessening, but becoming even more intense.

"I'll fuck you to death, you slut!..."

Even a clay figure has its stubbornness. Liu Xiaojing's repeated mockery touched a raw nerve in his masculine pride. This time, she rode him like a horse, making him feel raped and further damaging his masculine dignity. Finally, she sarcastically called him a "silver-plated spearhead"...

All of this finally caused the honest old man Qin to explode. He brutally fucked the female college student beneath him to prove he was a real man, not impotent. The sounds of flesh slapping, squelching, and the girl's moans and cries echoed in the small gatehouse. "Hmph...

Ah... Old man Qin, no... don't put it there... Ah... Old man Qin, good husband, you're so amazing... I want it... I want it there... Ah... I can't take it anymore... It's coming again... It's coming..."

Liu Xiaojing lay helplessly on her back, letting Old man Qin thrust into her clitoris, sucking her nectar.

The tireless thrusting of the penis inside her vagina had overwhelmed her; she lost count of how many orgasms she'd experienced, her body trembling mechanically as she released streams of vaginal fluid. Only she knew that the ultimate climax was about to arrive, one she'd never felt before. Gathering her remaining strength, she tried to lift her buttocks and meet Qin's thrusts. Like ginger and cinnamon, the older the better. Seeing Liu Xiaojing still stubbornly resisting, Qin's anger flared even more. He grabbed her buttocks with both hands and thrust forcefully, plunging his penis completely deep into her flower, leaving no part untouched. The glans instantly broke through the barrier, reaching her uterus.

Liu Xiaojing froze, and a few seconds later, she let out a hysterical scream. Her vaginal fluid gushed out like a tidal wave, endlessly, her lower body spasming repeatedly, almost to the point of death from pleasure, her eyes rolling back involuntarily. Finally, utterly exhausted, she fainted.

Grandpa Qin continued thrusting, and after another ten or twenty minutes, he couldn't hold back any longer. The unprecedented squeezing of her vagina and the gushing, hot vaginal fluid brought his pleasure to its peak, and he ejaculated deep into Liu Xiaojing's uterus. Then he lay on top of her and fell asleep.

A long, long time passed…

Grandpa Qin woke up first. Opening his eyes, his first thought was, "Was I dreaming?" However, Liu Xiaojing's reclining body and the erotic smell in the room quickly gave him the answer.

Liu Xiaojing, like a lazy kitten, was still asleep, curled up in his arms, and he had the opportunity to examine her closely for the first time. A pointed face, tightly closed, slender eyes, a delicate and straight nose, a small and pretty mouth, and a sweet smile… like an innocent child untouched by the world.

But this innocent atmosphere had been shattered: her naked lower body was leaking milky white fluid, a mess. Her two plump, slightly parted labia were somewhat swollen and red. Grandpa Qin was also somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected her to be so different while asleep. Perhaps it was because her eyes were closed, but her gaze always held a charm and lewdness beyond her years, affecting the overall impression. Thinking this, his conscience felt a little more at ease. This girl was already strangely lewd, and besides, he had no choice in the matter; by the time he realized it, it was already too late. Reflecting on his past decades, he felt he had indeed wasted some time; today, he had truly tasted the real pleasure of sex. At this moment, Liu Xiaojing murmured something, turned over, sat up from Grandpa Qin's lap, and stared at him for a while.

"Grandpa Qin, I never imagined you were so strong!... Hehe..."

She suddenly smiled strangely. If he had been able to spy on her completely last time, he might have guessed what she was going to do next. Unfortunately—who told him to leave halfway through? Liu Xiaojing laughed, leaned against Grandpa Qin, and kissed him on the shoulder. Before he could question her, she was already explaining, "Who told you to make me suffer like this? I'm getting revenge on you...hehe..."

What else could he say?

Suddenly, a sentence popped into his mind, one he had memorized in school. For some reason, he suddenly remembered it and whispered it to himself.

Liu Xiaojing was a little confused. "Grandpa Qin, what did you just say?"

Grandpa Qin raised his voice and repeated it. This time, Liu Xiaojing heard it clearly.

"An old man, in a moment of youthful exuberance!"

(VII) There is a story about a lion cub's bloodlust: Before a lion cub has tasted blood, it is not particularly bloodlustful, but once it has tasted blood, it will kill other creatures for the rest of its life and can never get rid of it.

Liu Xiaojing had already left, walking with a satisfied expression and weak steps.

Grandpa Qin's mind gradually cleared from the passion just now. He had fulfilled his long-cherished wish, avenged himself on Liu Xiaojing, and even discovered his own impressive sexual prowess. Aside from a normal sense of joy and pride, he felt mostly ashamed and guilty.

Looking at the mess on the bed, he deeply rebuked himself: "Qin Yiming, what are you doing? Don't you know this is wrong?"

"You're so old, one foot in the grave, and you're still so impulsive? She's just a child. Aren't you hurting her?"

He paced back and forth in the room, lost in thought.

Perhaps thinking about Liu Xiaojing's promiscuity would lessen his guilt. However, he now rejected that notion. Although she was a college student, she was still too young, her mind immature, and the stimulation of puberty made her actions, even if wrong, somewhat understandable. But what excuse did he have?

Finally, Old Qin sighed, "Forget it, it's already happened. Thinking about it is useless now. Just don't do it again."

He tidied the bed casually and lay down wearily.

After such strenuous activity, anyone would be tired, especially an old man like him, and his partner was a young vixen.

Two days passed quickly, two peaceful days, nothing happened.

Because he had released his pent-up desire, Mr. Qin felt relatively comfortable these two days, and waking up in the mornings wasn't as painful. He also saw Liu Xiaojing a few times, but she showed no expression, as if nothing had happened. This relieved him, but also left him somewhat disappointed.

Another two days passed, and Mr. Qin began to feel uneasy and irritable, not for any other reason than his "old problem" had flared up again. Waking up, his groin was once again fully erect.

He thought that after releasing his pent-up desire, this wouldn't happen again, but the opposite was true. The discomfort of his erection was even worse than before, and what worried him even more was that he was having sexual fantasies.

Countless images of girls flashed before his eyes every day. Before, he wouldn't have felt anything, but now it was all different. Looking at their vibrant, smiling faces and youthful, beautiful figures, he would be filled with lustful thoughts, comparing them to Liu Xiaojing and fantasizing about them submitting to his desires like Liu Xiaojing. Although he felt a deep sense of guilt, he could never control himself.

The female students still respected him as before, greeting him politely, which only made him feel more ashamed.

It was late at night, and Grandpa Qin drank his third glass of cold water, finally calming his feverish body and preparing to sleep.

"Bang bang bang..."

A knock on the door disrupted his sleep plans.

Grandpa Qin opened the door in surprise. He was stunned to see who was outside.

"Liu Xiaojing! You..."

His voice trembled slightly, but he didn't realize it.

Liu Xiaojing was only wearing a white, semi-transparent nightgown, her full, large breasts unrestrained, her grape-sized nipples erect, clearly having just come from the dormitory. She quickly walked in, closed the door, and then smiled at Grandpa Qin. "Hehe, didn't expect me to come, did you?"

"It's so late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

He forced himself to remain calm.

"Alright, alright, you don't need to pretend in front of me. I only came over after everyone else was asleep."

She took off her nightgown, revealing a sexy and smooth body.

Grandpa Qin stared blankly for a moment before speaking: "Liu Xiaojing, you can't do this, it'll ruin you."

"Come on! What do you mean by ruining you? Do you think this is the old days, where women had to be obedient and virtuous? What era are we living in!"

Liu Xiaojing didn't care at all, and stepped forward to touch his crotch again, giggling: "Grandpa Qin, you want to be a good person, but your brother betrayed you!"

Grandpa Qin began to break down, his psychological defenses were easily torn apart, and the pent-up desires of the past few days could no longer be suppressed. Seeing this, Liu Xiaojing seemed quite satisfied, and began to stroke the penis with her hand...

Actually, since her last encounter with Lao Qin, Liu Xiaojing had regretted it, blaming herself for letting this lowly old man have her body, which everyone envied, and even for offering himself up. The thought of it made her feel depressed. Although the unprecedented pleasure she experienced while making love with him was now unforgettable, she still felt she had been taken advantage of.

A few days later, her desire began to rise again. She had sex with her boyfriend a few times, but felt he had become weaker and less able to satisfy her. She wanted to find Mingfeng, but couldn't. After enduring this for several days, she couldn't take it anymore. Tonight, after making sure her roommates were asleep, she secretly slipped out.

The familiar pleasure emanating from her groin continued, and Lao Qin, panting slightly, enjoyed it. After a while, he finally couldn't restrain himself, pushing Liu Xiaojing onto the bed, tearing off her clothes. Whether it was harming someone or falling into depravity, at this moment, it was all insignificant; only a burning desire remained.

Soon, the two were naked. Grandpa Qin had Liu Xiaojing's legs wrapped around his waist, his fully erect penis already pressed against her vulva. Both were impatient, thrusting against each other, and with a "whoosh," his penis slid into her already wet vagina.

"Ah..."

Liu Xiaojing's eyes rolled back in pleasure, letting out a satisfied sound.

With the arrow already on the bowstring, Grandpa Qin no longer hesitated, thrusting forcefully to the very end of her vagina, then began to pump rapidly, releasing his endless lust.

The room was filled with Liu Xiaojing's moans: "Oh...ah...so deep...so good...oh...oh...it's so beautiful...oh...so...beautiful...so...comfortable...ah...ah...I'm going to...come...come..."

With that, her vaginal fluid gushed out. The intense heat of the thrust caused Grandpa Qin to only tremble slightly before he continued his powerful thrusts.

Liu Xiaojing quickly regained her composure, looking incredibly beautiful. She stretched out her legs and hooked them around Grandpa Qin's waist, thrusting her hips up and down in sync with his thrusts.

"Ah... Grandpa Qin... your penis is so thick... so big... ah... it's hitting... hitting my G-spot... ah... good grandpa... dear grandpa... don't hit there anymore... no... ah... so good... ah... it's killing me... ah... ouch... so sore... ouch... it's coming again... ah... coming... coming..."

Her lower body suddenly thrust forward, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out from between their thrusts, splashing everywhere.

Having climaxed twice, Liu Xiaojing appeared somewhat weak and powerless. She, who rarely found satisfaction, climaxed so easily in Grandpa Qin's presence.

Grandpa Qin looked at her dazed eyes and flushed cheeks after her orgasm, yet she still struggled to thrust her plump buttocks towards him. Grandpa Qin was instantly excited, feeling invigorated, as if he had returned to his youth. He hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, pressing his entire body against hers. His glans had already penetrated her uterus, his penis fully inside her vagina.

Liu Xiaojing's eyes rolled back, almost fainting, her vagina gushing with love juice like a fountain.

"Ah... I'm dying... It's so sore... I'm going to die... Dear Grandpa... You're really my dear husband... Oh... So comfortable... Ah... So good... Ah... Coming... Coming... Ah... Ah... Why is it like this... Not stopping... Ah... Still having an orgasm... Hmm... Hmm... Coming... Another time... Oh my god..." Episode
6,

Part 4: The female dance teacher's

orgasms came one after another, gushing out streams of vaginal fluid.

Liu Xiaojing was extremely satisfied, collapsing weakly onto the bed, her legs, which were wrapped around Grandpa Qin, also went limp. Grandpa Qin, who was thrusting, stopped upon seeing this. After a while, Liu Xiaojing regained her strength, feeling his penis still hard.

"Uncle Qin, you're so strong! You're the strongest man I've ever met!"

No man dislikes hearing that, and Uncle Qin was no exception. Though he didn't show it on his face, he was secretly delighted.

"Uncle Qin, is your name Qin Yiming?"

Liu Xiaojing suddenly asked a question unrelated to the present. Seeing Uncle Qin nod, she laughed, "Qin Yiming! Hehe, that name really suits you. You truly are 'silent until you speak, then astounding everyone!'" Uncle Qin remained noncommittal, as he had never heard that phrase before. At this moment, Liu Xiaojing made another request that surprised him: "Uncle Qin, I need to pee. Please carry me to the toilet!" "

You...you...what did you say..."

"Carry me to pee! You've made me so miserable; I have no strength left." Liu

Xiaojing looked aggrieved. Without a word, she wrapped her legs around Grandpa Qin's waist and hugged his neck.

Grandpa Qin had no choice, and thinking it was so late and no one would be around, he agreed.

They didn't live in a high-class dormitory building; the rooms didn't have en-suite bathrooms, even the gatehouses were the same. There was only one public toilet on each floor, located in the corridor. Normally, it wasn't a long walk from the gatehouse to the toilet, but with the bewitching Liu Xiaojing clinging to him, it was a different story.

She said she was urinating, but actually, she was experiencing the thrill of sex; her vagina still had a hard penis inserted, and every step she took was heavy. The heavy thrust was deep inside her, yet she dared not cry out, only letting out soft moans. Grandpa Qin's experience was different; he was both nervous and excited. With each dormitory door they passed, his heart pounded, fearing someone might suddenly emerge. Five minutes later, they reached the toilet. Liu Xiaojing was already panting heavily, her body burning hot, her juices dripping from their joined bodies onto the floor.

Grandpa Qin, having thrust for a long time, now with this new stimulation, was also on the verge of climax. Seeing this, he tried to put her down, but Liu Xiaojing cried out, "No, no, the floor is too dirty! Don't put me down!"

"...Then...what...do you want..."

Seeing Grandpa Qin's helpless and distressed expression, she smiled, a slight blush on her face, "Just turn me around and support me, and let me pee!"

"What!" Grandpa Qin

froze again, staring at Liu Xiaojing as if she were a monster. Did this girl have no shame at all?! He didn't even care if she was a woman, was she even human? How could a human have such a thick skin?

Liu Xiaojing felt a little embarrassed by Grandpa Qin's gaze and shouted, "Hurry up! I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of! ...Yes, that's it, and don't let go of me, stick..." "

..."

This position, though somewhat difficult, was still completed. Her firm buttocks were supported by Grandpa Qin's hands, her legs spread wide, and a penis was still inserted in her vagina, drops of vaginal fluid slowly trickling to the ground.

Maintaining this position was tiring for Grandpa Qin; he couldn't lift her legs too high, he had to push forward with all his might. However, this unusual combination gave him a great sensory stimulation! The girl's dripping black pubic hair, swollen vulva, and that shameful position drove him almost mad. Ignoring whether she needed to urinate, he thrust his hips forward and backward. He got up. Although the range of motion was small and the penetration wasn't deep, his penis was gripped tightly by her vagina, and the girl's moans grew louder, intensifying his pleasure.

Being held like this by Grandpa Qin, Liu Xiaojing felt ashamed, but she wanted to use this stimulation as a seasoning for her orgasm. Due to the position, his penis couldn't penetrate deeply; the glans could only rub against three or four inches inside her vagina, which was another sensitive spot besides her clitoris. After only a few rubs, she cried out in pleasure, her cheeks flushed, and a small puddle of water had formed on the ground directly opposite her vagina.

"Ah..."

Finally, after letting out a breathtaking moan, she reached the peak of her climax, her vaginal muscles contracting violently, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing out.

Grandpa Qin felt a tingling sensation in his glans, an intense pleasure. Suddenly, he saw a strange sight: at the same moment Liu Xiaojing climaxed, a slightly yellowish liquid spurted from above her vaginal opening, tracing an arc before landing on the ground.

Seeing the girl lose control of her bladder due to her orgasm, witnessing the bizarre sight of two streams of heat erupting from her lower body simultaneously, Grandpa Qin could no longer restrain himself. With a roar, a large amount of semen gushed out, striking deep within her flower, causing Liu Xiaojing in his arms to shudder.

Finally, both of them finished their climax. Liu Xiaojing nestled limply in Grandpa Qin's arms, looking up at him with fascination, her heart filled with complex emotions as she gazed at the old man who had brought her such pleasure.

But she quickly reverted to her usual self, scratching the skin of his arm with her fingernails, laughing, "Grandpa Qin, I didn't expect you to have such stamina. Aren't you tired after holding me for so long?" "

Old Qin knew his own suffering; when he climaxed, all his strength seemed to be released at the same time, and his arms were already sore and numb. 'If you don't come down, I'm going to throw you to the ground!'"

When I was in my first year of high school, the grade was putting on a dance, and I was inexplicably chosen. Our dance instructor was a newly assigned female teacher named Fang, who was very beautiful, especially her jade-like feet. Although I had admired them countless times both on and off campus, I had never had the chance to get close. This was like a windfall!

We rehearsed during our free time in the school auditorium, every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. Each time, she would arrive in high heels, then take out a pair of dance shoes from her handbag and change into them. After rehearsal, she would naturally do the same. Whenever this happened, my eyes (I think) would be glued to her every movement, my mind filled with fantasies. During rehearsals, those high heels would be placed aside, and sometimes I couldn't help but glance at them. It seemed that every time we rehearsed, all I could think about was how to get my hands on Ms. Fang's feet. Fortunately, my dance skills were good, and she never found a weakness in me. To get closer to her, I spent a lot of time with her, and she seemed to like me more and more. Little did she know that I masturbated almost every night thinking about her!

Perhaps because she was new, Ms. Fang was forgetful. One Thursday afternoon after school, I rushed to the auditorium. Ms. Fang, wearing high heels, stood at the door and called out to me, "I forgot my handbag in the office. Go get it for me!" I was overjoyed and ran there quickly. Entering the office, I grabbed my handbag and dashed into the restroom. Quietly opening the handbag, I saw a pair of beautiful low-cut dance shoes inside. I gently brought them to my lips and licked them, inside and out, top and bottom, not missing a single spot. This was the first time I had ever intimately touched Ms. Fang's belongings, and I was naturally very excited. What surprised me even more was that there were several pairs of socks in her bag. I counted carefully; there were five pairs, all worn and unwashed. There were two pairs of long stockings and three pairs of short stockings. I couldn't resist any longer, so I pulled out my already erect and impatient little penis, put on a pair of stockings, and started masturbating. Before leaving, I couldn't bear to part with it, so I secretly took a pair of white short stockings that were already worn black and stuffed them into my pants, hiding my embezzled penis. When I rushed back, the teacher scolded me for being late again.

Finally, one Saturday, she rushed over in high heels, opened her handbag, and realized she had forgotten her dance shoes. She was new to our school and rented a place outside, quite far from the school. Oh no! But she didn't want to delay teaching, so she taught us in high heels. I stood in the first row, looking at Teacher Fang's beautiful feet, my mouth practically watering. Ms. Fang seemed particularly beautiful today, wearing alluring black high-heeled shoes, black crystal stockings, and garter belts that revealed glimpses of red underwear beneath. She wore a short skirt over a simple women's blouse. Just as I was lost in my fantasies, I heard a sharp crack, and Ms. Fang fell to the ground. I snapped out of my reverie and rushed to help her. One of her heels had broken off, and she had twisted her ankle. I saw tears welling in her eyes, tears she was trying to hold back, and my heart broke. She pretended nothing was wrong, waving the others away but leaving me behind. After everyone else had left, Ms. Fang asked me to help her home. I immediately agreed and hailed a taxi to take her.

When we arrived at her house, I realized it wasn't large; it only had one bedroom, one kitchen, and one bathroom. She lay on the bed, whimpering. I said, "Teacher, your shoes..." The teacher hummed, "Ah, take them off for me." So I immediately leaned forward and gently removed the teacher's high heels. A stunningly beautiful woman appeared before my eyes. Her fair skin was partially hidden by black, transparent crystal stockings, her arches were high, her toes were long and slender, and her nails were beautifully manicured, adorned with colorless nail polish. A particularly enchanting fragrance wafted from her, making me intoxicated. Taking advantage of the teacher's inattention, I licked her stockinged foot with my tongue, and the teacher didn't seem to notice. I wanted to help the teacher take off her socks, but the teacher seemed not to hear me and said, "Tell me to take your house key and go get the shoes repaired." I immediately grabbed both shoes and ran. The teacher said, "Just take the broken one. Why bring the good one?" I had no choice but to leave the better one by the bed and reluctantly left.

After leaving the house, I first found a quiet place, took out the high heel, and smelled it intensely, then licked it inside and out with my tongue. I felt the urge to masturbate while my penis was hanging on her arm. But I thought she must have many other nice things at home, and I couldn't miss them. So I forced myself not to ejaculate, first went to get a key made for her house, then went to get my shoes repaired. Along the way, whenever there was no one around, the shoes were always on my nose.

When I got home, the teacher was very satisfied with the shoes I repaired, but wondered why it took so long. It was still early, and the teacher suddenly asked me why I kept staring at her feet, whether I liked them. I didn't dare answer. The teacher muttered to herself, "Actually, I quite like my own feet too." The teacher then asked me what I liked about feet, but I couldn't answer. The teacher smiled and asked me where I had taken the socks, why the dance shoes were so wet that day, and scolded me for secretly licking her feet earlier, and also said that the broken high heels were so clean.

Seeing that the teacher knew everything, I didn't dare lie, so I confessed everything and begged her to keep it a secret. The teacher smiled and said, "Of course, of course," and then said, "If you like licking my feet, then you can lick them." I was more than happy to oblige. I immediately leaned forward and licked her feet through her beautiful stockings. The teacher giggled, tickled by the sensation. Although her feet had smelled a little unpleasant from dancing that afternoon, they were still quite satisfying overall. Especially appealing was the subtle, youthful fragrance emanating from her feet—something I had always dreamed of. I cleaned her entire foot, from top to bottom, until the stockings were soaking wet. I was completely absorbed in the moment. At first, the teacher just chuckled softly, but later she was practically breathless with laughter, trying to pull her foot back. I held on tightly, but when I switched to her other foot, she cooperated perfectly. The teacher grew increasingly excited, making me untie her garter belt with my mouth, then remove her black stockings. She meticulously licked her fair, rosy feet, paying particular attention to the spaces between her toes. The teacher seemed delighted, even forgetting her twisted ankle. She led me to her shoe cabinet, which was filled with dance shoes, high heels, and other fragrant items. The aroma wafted out, and as I smelled each pair, the teacher seemed to grow more and more beautiful; I felt utterly blissful. I picked up her fragrant feet again and enjoyed them once more. Her feet looked as if they had just been washed, with almost no sour smell.

However, my penis was acting up. I wanted the teacher to give me a footjob, but she refused. She only agreed to let me masturbate in front of her. So, I masturbated while smelling her stockings and high heels. Having just played with a living foot, I quickly finished. It was getting late that day, and the teacher tried every means to get me home. Before leaving, she gave me the fishnet stockings she had worn that day. I left reluctantly.

Who knew that not long after, after dance practice, the teacher kept me behind again, and I took her home once more. At her house, I once again entered paradise. Today, the teacher was wearing a black business suit, flesh-colored stockings, and those white high heels I had seen before, exuding a faint fragrance. The teacher sat on the edge of the bed, smiled at me, and whispered, "I want more today." I smiled back, sat on the floor, and bent my legs on either side of the bed. The teacher's right foot came over, and I eagerly began to lick the shoe. The teacher told me to lick her foot first, so I directly brought that stockinged foot to my lips and kissed it. These stockings were obviously not as good as the ones from that day; I could tell by touch, but the feeling of them on my face was still wonderful.

Today, the smell of her feet seemed a little fainter than that day; I had to inhale deeply to detect that slightly sour scent. I rubbed her feet against my face, and she responded in kind. We kissed like that for a while, and then I felt myself getting aroused. At that moment, she lifted her left foot, which was wearing a high heel, and started rubbing it against my face with the heel, then the sole. Her shoes were fairly clean, though the soles were dusty. I didn't care, though, and started licking her high heel. The sharp, brass-soled heel, which she couldn't quite control, occasionally poked my face, but I experienced an unprecedented pleasure amidst the slight pain. My penis was already hard, and even through my pants, she noticed. She gently kicked it with her high-heeled left foot and chuckled.

Episode 6, 07 Autumn Night Campus

It was another breezy autumn night. Winter break had arrived in the blink of an eye. Looking at the empty beds around me, I felt a pang of melancholy. To earn my tuition for the next semester, I was working in XX city, where my school was located. Suddenly, I noticed a familiar figure outside the door—it was Xiaohong. In the darkness, I realized Xiaohong looked incredibly sexy. Even under a sweater, her alluring figure was undeniable. My penis, without my noticing, became erect. Xiaohong truly lived up to her reputation as my girlfriend; she could arouse my lust the moment she arrived. Just then, Xiaohong came to my side. She said she couldn't sleep and wanted to chat, so I obliged, engaging her in lively conversation. But my eyes kept wandering, gazing at her entire body. Her enormous breasts, high and firm beneath her sweater, tempted me to touch them, but I restrained myself. Although we were boyfriend and girlfriend, we had always treated each other with utmost respect. My eyes continued to explore downwards. Xiaohong was wearing black skinny jeans, which accentuated her beautiful figure, filling me with countless fantasies. Suddenly, Xiaohong stopped talking, looking at me with her big, watery eyes. I felt very embarrassed, but Xiaohong didn't scold me. Instead, she boldly walked over and closed my dormitory door, blushing as she said affectionately, "I've wanted to do this with you for a long time." I was surprised to hear this. Only then did I realize that her usual quietness didn't mean anything. Then, Xiaohong slowly took off her beautiful sweater in front of me. I then realized that Xiaohong wasn't wearing a bra; she had come prepared. When Xiaohong took off her top, she stopped. Half-naked, Xiaohong looked even more sexy. She slowly walked towards me, and I stood up, actively cooperating with Xiaohong's movements. We hugged tightly, and my tongue unceremoniously licked Xiaohong's small mouth. She breathed softly and whispered in my ear, "Tonight, I belong to you." "Hearing this, I got even more excited. I picked up Xiaohong and placed her on the upper bunk. Xiaohong's legs were spread apart, and my hand caressed her vulva through her pants. I could feel from my hand that Xiaohong wasn't wearing underwear tonight, which made me even more excited. I not only played with Xiaohong's vulva with my hand, but also kept sucking on Xiaohong's lower abdomen with my mouth, making Xiaohong moan continuously. At this time, Xiaohong's body leaned back slightly, and her hands supported her body, making her entire vulva even more tempting to me. I pulled down Xiaohong's jeans with one hand and began to caress Xiaohong in the most direct way.

I pulled Xiaohong's slightly leaning body up. Since it was the upper bunk of the student bed, although Xiaohong was on top, she wasn't much higher than me, and my mouth could comfortably lick her vulva." I placed Xiaohong's legs on my shoulders and buried my head between them. Suddenly, Xiaohong's body trembled, and her juices flowed like a flood. Startled, I immediately inserted my tongue into her vagina to tease her. Xiaohong moaned, "Ah...so good...so amazing...deeper...ah..." Encouraged by Xiaohong's cries, I thrust even harder. My penis, painfully stretched in my pants, had somehow escaped. Xiaohong's juices continued to flow, dripping from the upper bunk to the lower bunk, some landing on my penis, making it feel incredibly warm. Then, seeing my enormous penis from the bed, Xiaohong couldn't resist jumping off and swallowing it whole, giving me a feeling of satisfaction that spread from my lower body throughout my entire body. As we passed it around, I naturally fell onto the bed. Xiaohong knelt between my legs, passionately manipulating my penis. I watched her snow-white buttocks swaying and patted them. Xiaohong understood and turned around, and we ended up in a standard 69 position. Xiaohong's vulva rubbed against my face. I inserted one finger, which caused her to contract strongly. A gush of vaginal fluid gushed out like a waterfall and flowed onto my body. Then I inserted a second finger and kept moving it in and out of Xiaohong's vulva, causing her to moan, "Ah... don't torture me anymore... I want you to fuck me... ah... hurry... hurry... fuck me..." I quickly licked Xiaohong's clitoris a few times to lubricate her vulva so that it would be easy to enter and exit. Excited, Xiaohong took my penis out of her mouth and placed it between her breasts. I also straightened up and rubbed it back and forth against Xiaohong's large breasts. At this point, Xiaohong probably felt that her vagina was wet enough, so she released my penis from between her breasts, held it in her hands, turned her body, and with a slight dip of her hips, sent my penis into her little cunt. At this moment, we both felt something blocking our penises from going further. That's right, it was her hymen. I was excited to be able to possess a virgin. I thrust my hips and sent my penis in. Xiaohong suddenly cried out, "It hurts... slower..." I looked at her and slowed down. My hands were not idle either; I was kneading Xiaohong's full breasts with abandon. It was truly impossible to hold them all with one hand. Xiaohong's hands were not idle either; she herself was... Touching her sensitive clitoris with her slender little hands, Xiaohong's cries rang out again with our combined efforts. I increased the speed of my thrusting, and Xiaohong's hands wrapped around my waist as she moaned, "You're so good... Your big cock feels so good inside me... Ah... Faster... Faster... I'm going to lose it... Ah!" I increased the speed of my thrusting in and out of her vagina. At this moment, Xiaohong's little pussy contracted rapidly, as if trying to suck my entire cock in. Just then, Xiaohong's body trembled, and a gush of vaginal fluid burst out, covering my glans. I immediately thrust rapidly, and a wave of pleasure surged up. I ejaculated all my semen into Xiaohong's uterus. At this moment, I was in no hurry to pull my cock out of her vagina. Xiaohong and I gazed at each other passionately and fell asleep in this ecstatic way.

Episode 6, Part 8: The three senior students

returned to Lixing Dormitory, took their clothes, and washed off their sweaty bodies. Under the showerhead, Bin wasn't upset about losing the inter-class volleyball tournament to the senior from Class 4B. What lingered in his mind was Senior A-Dong's powerful smash and his god-like physique…

Fifteen to fourteen, the ball was still in the opponent's hands, Senior A-Guo's serve… Successfully saved, roommate's counter-attack… Ah… saved, watch out…

Bin, in the front row, was intently watching the ball's position. When A-Dong jumped and the ball hurtled towards Bin, Bin's mind went blank. All pre-match practice was forgotten; his eyes were only on Senior A-Dong's figure, leaping high, the blinding spotlight behind him making A-Dong look like God…

A-Dong straightened his back, ready to smash the winning ball…

Bin's mind was filled with only the barely visible shape beneath Senior A-Dong's red shorts…

Bin always liked to use his status as a freshman to go to Senior A-Dong's dorm and ask him all sorts of questions, especially after A-Dong had finished showering. A-Dong liked to wear brightly colored underwear in the dorm, and his enviable penis practically dangled out of his pants.

Bin always suppressed his burning desire, pretending to be nonchalant while chatting with the upperclassmen, but his eyes were always fixed on A-Dong's enormous penis under his underwear…

Many lonely nights, Bin tossed and turned in bed, fantasizing about A-Dong, not far away, with his huge penis erect, wantonly raping him, covering his mouth with one hand, penetrating his body inch by inch, right there in room 305 where all seven roommates were fast asleep…

Cold water couldn't wash away Bin's burning desire. In Lixing's shower room, Bin's right hand kept stroking his own fiery red, swollen glans. The fire in his body seemed to evaporate the cold water. In the steam, Bin's desire rose step by step, like the eve of a volcanic eruption…

Shower The bathroom door opened, and it was Senior A-Dong who opened it…

The cold water couldn't wash away Bin's burning desire. In the bathroom, Bin's right hand kept stroking his swollen, red glans. The fire in his body seemed to evaporate the cold water. In the steam, Bin's desire rose step by step, like the eve of a volcanic eruption…

The bathroom door opened, and it was Senior A-Dong who opened it…

Bin didn't know what was wrong with him today. He had forgotten to lock the door when he entered the bathroom, leaving A-Dong standing there, and himself, burning with desire, in such an awkward situation…

Just before reaching climax, Bin was startled by the sudden opening of the door and was even more shocked to see Senior A-Dong standing there.

At this moment, Bin was extremely nervous. He seemed unable to hear the sound of water, his heart felt like it was about to stop, and the only thing that didn't stop was his right hand unconsciously continuing to rub…

And so it felt like an eternity passed.

Bin's consciousness began to return. He noticed his hands were still moving, and he also noticed A-Dong's eyes were fixed intently on A-Dong's genitals. A-Dong's crotch...

was subtly changing; something Bin had been wanting to see was revealed on one side of his shorts... A-Dong was actually aroused by Bin...

Bin hardened his heart. After what felt like an eternity, he knelt down, inside the doorway, before A-Dong, before A-Dong's red, burning penis exposed outside his shorts. Bin licked it, licking the glans peeking out from under the shorts, feeling the man's primal vitality. Bin forcefully pulled down A-Dong's pants, and his erect penis sprang out before him. Bin greedily licked and sucked it, like a child finding a beloved lollipop.

A-Dong's penis had a beautiful curve, seemingly even larger than Bin's, and his scrotum had contracted into a beautiful sphere, perfectly protecting his two testicles. Bin's hands continued to rub his own penis back and forth. Although Senior Adong's penis was penetrating too deeply into Bin's throat, making Bin feel like crying and vomiting, Bin still endured it, enduring the pain and pleasure brought to him by the man he had secretly admired since the first day of freshman training.

Bin would either lick the senior's glans or lick along the lines of the penis to the testicles, enjoying the pleasure of his tongue touching the penis; or put the senior's penis into his mouth and rub it between his teeth, or swallow it whole, enduring the pain of the huge penis penetrating his throat...

Bin's hands moved faster on his own penis, and he let out low moans that he couldn't help but let out. When Bin's mouth realized that the senior's penis had suddenly become even harder, Bin himself was close to ejaculating.

Bin knelt on the bathroom floor, ejaculating thick, hot semen that sprayed all over his chest, a lot, high, some even reaching his mouth. Bin knew he had gained considerable satisfaction today from fantasizing about oral sex with Senior A-Dong's penis, and he would never forget Senior A-Dong. Bin rubbed the semen on his body, like applying lotion, as if he were with Senior A-Dong. After washing, Bin prepared to return to his dormitory, but unexpectedly…

he saw Senior A-Dong coming out of his dormitory in the distance. Was he going to take a shower?! A-Dong, wearing only a bright red pair of underwear, deeply attracted Bin's gaze. Dark skin, broad shoulders, strong but not disgusting muscles, the bright red underwear looked particularly dazzling and attractive under the fluorescent light, encasing what appeared to be a semi-erect male organ, its large size making Bin's heart race.

A-Dong raised his hand to greet Bin.

Just as the two were about three steps apart, Bin accidentally dropped the basin he was carrying, startling both of them. As Adong reached out with one hand to pick it up for Bin, Bin simultaneously lifted it with his right hand, and in that very instant, the back of Bin's hand seemed to brush against Adong's private parts…

They both gave an awkward laugh. They chatted for a bit.

Bin returned to his dorm, grabbed some crystal soap, and went to the laundry sink outside the bathroom. He prepared to wash his clothes, eavesdropping on the sounds coming from the bathroom. His mind was filled with images of his senior's body, perhaps taking off his underwear and applying shower gel—his thick chest, strong arms, his groin, his erect penis. As he washed, Bin became aroused again.

He stopped washing.

Bin walked to Adong's bathroom door, bent down, and looked at Adong's sexy, hairy legs, watching him wash every part of his body through the shadow on the floor. As Ah Dong showered, the shadow of his erect penis on the floor was exceptionally clear—thick, long, and powerful. Ah Dong was actually rubbing it back and forth with one hand. Was this a washing motion, or a form of masturbation?

The answer couldn't be found under the door, but it was clearly visible through the crack. Ah Dong, his back straight, left hand caressing his testicles in his scrotum, his right hand rapidly moving back and forth on his large, hard penis, letting the shower water cascade over his chest. Bin was stunned. The scene Bin had dreamed of for so many days was now unfolding vividly on the other side of the door. Bin could no longer resist, pulling out his already erect penis and masturbating to Ah Dong's rhythm on this side of the door.

Just as Bin was completely lost in the moment…

the scene Bin had dreamed of for so many days was now unfolding vividly on the other side of the door. Bin could no longer resist, pulling out his already erect penis and masturbating to Ah Dong's rhythm on this side of the door.

Just as Bin was completely absorbed in his game…

Adong, caught up in the heat of the moment, suddenly sensed something was amiss… A glance through the crack in the door revealed his junior, Wenbin, wielding a high-powered baton, playing with abandon. This… this…

Actually, Adong had noticed this junior back during freshman orientation. A well-proportioned build, thick eyebrows, and large eyes; his skin, though fairer than Adong's, was still healthy. He often saw Wenbin on the court, not playing himself, seemingly always watching Adong, his gaze shifting away, but when Wenbin was present, Adong played with exceptional intensity.

Adong's right hand, which had been manipulating his penis, slowed. His left hand braced against the wall, and with a sudden thrust, he leaned his body in another direction, softly calling out, "Come in!!", and slightly opening the door…

incredibly bold!! Bin, lost in his own world, suddenly heard a sound from inside, though he couldn't quite make it out, but he clearly saw the bathroom door where his senior was, ajar!!! Bin was startled, but couldn't help peeking through the crack in the door. He saw Senior A-Dong fiddling with his penis, staring at his genitals with his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly agape, and he said again, "Come in!!"

Bin, without thinking, stepped inside. Senior A-Dong locked the door, and the two faced each other in silence. After a while… A-Dong moved closer to Bin, reaching out to grab Bin's engorged penis, rubbing it vigorously up and down…

sometimes squeezing Bin's scrotum, sometimes kneading his hot glans, sometimes grasping his penis and rubbing it rapidly…

Bin didn't dare breathe too loudly, feeling the first hand other than his own freely roaming over his genitals. Bin's physical reaction intensified, his mind filled with different images of the senior he had secretly admired for so long, a heat spreading from his genitals throughout his body. Bin only managed to utter half a "senior" before hot semen sprayed all over Senior A-Dong's hand.

A-Dong smeared Bin's semen on his proud penis, quickly rubbing it back and forth from head to tail. The lubricated penis stood erect, reflecting the light and appearing even more fiery red, leaving Bin mesmerized.

Bin knelt down, kneeling before his respected senior, before the man he secretly loved, before the penis of his dreams. A-Dong rubbed his penis as he moved closer to Bin's lips. Bin licked the hot, red glans, experiencing a pleasure surpassing even his own masturbation. He leaned forward, taking A-Dong's entire glans into his mouth. A-Dong grabbed Bin's hair with both hands and thrust forward, his over 15-centimeter penis entering Bin's mouth by more than 10 centimeters. A-Dong thrust harder and harder with each stroke, his entire hot penis penetrating deep into Bin's throat. Bin wanted to vomit, but dared not utter a sound, afraid of shattering this long-held dream.

With a shout, senior student A-Dong thrust in deeply, ejaculating a large amount of semen into Bin's throat. Bin swallowed it, the hot sensation flowing down his esophagus. A-Dong withdrew his penis, flicked it a few times, and smeared the semen on Bin's face. Bin used his fingers to wipe some of the semen left on his face, then put it in his mouth and sucked it with satisfaction, much like the female protagonist in an adult film, half-dead from pleasure, at the very end.

A-Dong and Bin quickly washed themselves, their clothes soaked. Bin returned to his dorm first, his mind still filled with the image of their actions; while A-Dong walked past Bin's dorm without even glancing inside, returning to his own room, his mind wandering...

A few days passed... The two became almost strangers.

Monday morning, during the second period, the weather turned sweltering. Bin sneaked out of Huai'en 105 and headed towards the men's restroom. From afar, he saw senior student A-Dong smoking by the parking lot, seemingly oblivious to everyone around him.

(Author's note: Smoking is completely prohibited on campus... Hehehehe...) Bin continued walking into the restroom. Standing before the urinal, he thought about Senior A-Dong's impressive performance in the bathroom that day, his recent silence, and the rugged charm of his smoking... and that...

the fantasy of rape...

Bin continued walking into the restroom. Standing before the urinal, he thought about Senior A-Dong's impressive performance in the bathroom that day, his recent silence, and the rugged charm of his smoking... and that...

the fantasy of rape...

Waiting for Senior A-Dong to come in, Bin gradually became erect in his fantasy, but he tried hard to suppress his desire, because an erect penis cannot urinate.

Just then, Senior A-Guo walked into the restroom...

Since Bin was standing in the third stall (there were only four stalls in total), and the first urinal was full, Senior A-Guo naturally stood next to Bin. The two smiled and greeted each other naturally, but what was very awkward was that Bin found Senior A-Guo's gaze was actually fixed on his slightly erect penis.

When Guo Zhuang realized his gaze had been caught by his junior Wen Bin, he half-jokingly said, "Hehe... Yours is pretty good!! But how do you pee when it gets hot?!" Bin was speechless for a moment, unsure how to respond, but after a few seconds, he also half-jokingly said, "Senior... you saw mine, I want to see yours too!!" Guo Zhuang, covering his groin, quickly walked into the second toilet, laughing and saying, "Come on, come on!!!!..."

On a whim, Bin pulled up his zipper and followed Guo Zhuang inside. Unexpectedly, upon entering, he found Guo Zhuang facing him directly. In his daze, Guo Zhuang squatted down and buried his head between Bin's legs, rubbing his face against Bin's half-erect penis through Bin's jeans...

Bin realized what was happening and softly said, "Senior, you..." but didn't resist. He turned around and closed the door behind him. Guo Zhuang, sensing Bin's movement, suddenly pulled up Bin's zipper and took Bin's not-so-small penis into his mouth.

Bin immediately became erect. His penis, which had never been sucked before, felt the wetness and warmth of the man's mouth. The heat instantly spread throughout Bin's body, from the base of his penis to the top of his head, and then filled his entire body, like the internal energy in a martial arts novel, coursing through every meridian and blood vessel.

Senior A-Guo seemed very skilled, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking deep into Bin's throat, sometimes licking from bottom to top, sometimes teasing Bin's glans with the tip of his tongue, sometimes pulling Bin's two testicles hanging outside his mouth with his lips.

Bin felt his entire penis heat up, a kind of pleasure he had never experienced before assaulting his body in waves.

Bin looked down at Senior A-Guo, satisfied like a little kid who had worked so hard to get a lollipop, wantonly licking, sucking, and playing with himself. Bin placed his hands on A-Guo's head, his body swaying with A-Guo's movements, his eyes closed, tilting his head back to enjoy this special feeling...

Just as Bin looked up and slightly opened his eyes, at that moment...

Bin looked down at A-Guo, satisfied like a little child who had worked so hard to get a lollipop, wantonly licking, sucking, and playing with himself. Bin placed his hands on A-Guo's head, his body swaying with A-Guo's movements, his eyes closed, tilting his head back to enjoy this special feeling...

Just as Bin looked up and slightly opened his eyes, at that moment...

Bin noticed a head peeking from the next toilet stall through the space above the stall...

It was A-Dong! Bin's mind raced. He recalled A-Dong's recent indifference, how he and A-Dong were doing the same things as A-Guo but playing opposite roles, and how A-Guo was still completely unaware...

Bin looked down at A-Guo and whispered, "Turn around."

As A-Guo turned, his hands gripping the toilet tank, Bin pulled down A-Guo's pants and tucked in his shirt. His right hand caressed A-Guo's not-so-hard but alluringly shaped buttocks, while his left hand reached in from the front and touched A-Guo's genitals.

Bin's right hand slowly penetrated deeper, feeling A-Guo's tightly closed opening gradually relax. Bin spat on his right index finger and gently rubbed it between A-Guo's anus, his middle finger slowly inserting. Hearing A-Guo's soft moans, Bin raised his arm higher, lifted A-Guo's buttocks with both hands, and thrust his hot, proud member forward.

Bin clearly felt the tightening sensation from the glans to the base of his penis. With each thrust, he felt an even greater pleasure than masturbation or oral sex. He almost couldn't hold back, but after a pause, he began his second, third, and fourth thrusts.

A-Guo felt a sharp pain, but this wasn't the first time. A-Guo knew that this pain would soon bring him unparalleled pleasure.

Bin felt A-Guo's sphincter muscles contract and relax, and his own penis seemed to grow even harder. With each thrust, Bin had forgotten about A-Dong, who was spying on him, and was intoxicated by this greatest pleasure in life. Bin heard the sound of his scrotum slapping against A-Guo's body, like a metronome, counting the rhythm. Bin bent down and hugged A-Guo, thrusting and pushing deeply. Bin gradually increased his speed, only to find that A-Guo's buttocks were also moving faster with his speed, perfectly synchronized. Both of them were enjoying the passionate lovemaking...

Bin couldn't hold back any longer.

Bin suddenly pulled out his penis, turning to the side to ejaculate, but unexpectedly, senior A-Guo turned around and took Bin's penis, which was about to ejaculate, into his mouth. Bin felt a warm sensation, then slightly pulled his penis out of A-Guo's mouth, and with his right hand moving back and forth less than twice, thick, milky-white semen sprayed onto A-Guo's mouth, nose, forehead, and even hair...

Bin continued to rub his own penis, ejaculating in bursts. Bin didn't know why he ejaculated so much today, and so forcefully, as if he had completely emptied his reserves, until the last drop, which senior A-Guo licked clean with his tongue.

Bin took out a pack of tissues, pulled one out for himself, and gave the rest to senior A-Guo. As Bin wiped his genitals, he glanced up to his left, but didn't see senior A-Dong, assuming he had already left.

While Senior Guo was still cleaning up, Bin straightened his clothes and said to Senior Guo, "Senior... I... need to use the restroom..."

Guo nodded and said, "You go ahead!" Bin went out, but chose the stall where Senior Dong had been earlier. He opened the door, but of course, Senior Dong wasn't there. He pulled out his now-soft penis, wanting to urinate.

Perhaps because he had just ejaculated... he couldn't urinate immediately. Looking around, he noticed some semen left on the right wall. He guessed it was Senior Dong's! Bin rubbed some on his finger, smelled it, and then put it in his mouth, enjoying the fishy taste. He couldn't forget Senior Dong.

Class ended...

After using the restroom, he came out to find that Senior Guo had already left. Bin washed his hands and walked outside, only to find Senior Dong and Senior Guo sitting on a motorcycle in the bike shed, smoking together, seemingly chatting! A-Guo gestured to Bin, and Bin had no choice but to go over. As soon as he sat down, A-Guo offered him a cigarette. He lit it, and after a few words, he started talking to A-Dong about their night out the next day.

Bin looked at the two seniors he'd been intimate with. A-Dong seemed to still ignore him, while A-Guo would occasionally mention him in conversation. Bin was confused. Did A-Guo like A-Dong? Did A-Guo like him? Or were both seniors just playing around? Bin took another drag of his cigarette and said casually, "I have to go back to class, bye!" Bin looked at the two seniors he'd been intimate with. A-Dong seemed to still ignore him, while A-Guo would occasionally mention him in conversation. Bin was confused. Did A-Guo like A-Dong? Or were both seniors just playing around? Bin took another drag of his cigarette and said casually, "I have to go back to class now, I'm off!!" It seemed like everyone in the dormitory had gone home on Sunday afternoon.

Bin was alone in his dorm room, Lixing 305, reading the boring original textbook and looking up seemingly endless English words. His mind was filled with images: "...When A-Dong jumped, and the ball hurtled towards Bin, Bin's mind went blank. All his pre-match practice vanished; his eyes were fixed on A-Dong, leaping high, the blinding spotlight behind him making him look like God..." "

...Kneeling before A-Dong, kneeling before his red, hot penis exposed outside his shorts. Bin licked it with his tongue, licking the glans peeking out from under his shorts, feeling the man's primal vitality. Bin forcefully pulled down A-Dong's pants, his erect penis springing out before him, and Bin greedily licked and sucked it, like a child encountering a beloved lollipop..." "

...Taking off his underwear..." Perhaps the senior male body, applying shower gel, was rubbing his thick chest, strong arms, and groin, his erect penis, as he rubbed and rubbed…”

At this moment, Bin could no longer control himself. He pulled his underwear over his head, took out his erect penis, and began to rub his treasure in the empty dormitory. He rubbed the hot glans, stroked his hard penis, and held his testicles, his hands moving fast and slow, sometimes fast and sometimes slow…

“…A-Dong moved closer to Bin, reached out and grabbed Bin’s engorged penis, rubbing it vigorously up and down… Sometimes he squeezed Bin’s scrotum, sometimes he rubbed Bin’s hot glans, sometimes he grabbed the penis and rubbed it quickly…

Bin didn’t dare to breathe, feeling the hands other than his own freely roaming over his genitals for the first time. Bin’s physical reaction intensified, his mind filled with different images of the senior he had secretly loved for so long, and heat spread from his genitals throughout his body…” With a whoosh, as it reached its deepest point, a large amount of semen gushed into Bin's throat, which he swallowed, the warm sensation flowing down his esophagus. Senior A-Dong withdrew his penis, flicked it a few times, and smeared the semen from the glans onto Bin's face. Bin used his fingers to dab some of the semen left on his face, then put it in his mouth and sucked it with satisfaction, just like a female protagonist in an adult film…”

“…” His penis immediately hardened. Never before had it sucked, the warmth and wetness of the man's mouth sent a surge of heat through Bin's entire body, from the base of his penis to the top of his head, filling his entire being like internal energy in a martial arts novel, coursing through every meridian and blood vessel. Senior A-Guo seemed quite skilled, sometimes sucking deeply, sometimes licking upwards, sometimes teasing the glans with his tongue, sometimes pulling on Bin's testicles with his lips. Bin felt his entire penis heat up, waves of unprecedented pleasure washing over his body…” “

…” Feeling the contractions and relaxations of Ah Guo's sphincter muscles, Bin's penis seemed to grow even harder. With each thrust, Bin forgot about Ah Dong, who was spying on him, and was lost in the greatest pleasure of his life. Bin heard the sound of his scrotum slapping against Ah Guo's body, like a metronome, counting the rhythm. Bin bent down and hugged Ah Guo, thrusting and pushing deeply. Bin gradually increased his speed, only to find that Ah Guo's buttocks were also moving faster with his speed, perfectly in sync. Both of them were enjoying the pleasure of their lovemaking...

Bin began to have wild thoughts, imagining Ah Dong wearing a police uniform, holding a large bottle of chlorhexidine, covered in chlorhexidine, and forcefully thrusting it into his anus; imagining Ah... On the crowded bus, Guo was holding his own penis, his semen smeared on Guo's anus, and he inserted two fingers into it; he imagined Guo holding an empty bottle of Vidal Sassoon soap, rubbing it on as he approached him from behind; he imagined Guo in front of a large mirror, letting him play with himself wantonly; he imagined Guo tying him up, clipping his nipples with clothespins, turning him over, his huge penis thrusting wildly inside him, one hand slapping his buttocks hard, making a slapping sound, while Guo lay below, passionately sucking his large penis, occasionally grasping Guo's scrotum…

Bin masturbated even faster, his right hand moving rapidly back and forth, his left hand already deep inside him, coordinating with his right hand's thrusts.

His chest was covered in hot semen.

Bin didn't wipe it away. His mind was still filled with images of making love with seniors A-Dong and A-Guo, and he was again pondering who he truly loved. Last night, A-Dong had already told Bin he liked him. He'd been deliberately avoiding him lately because he was reflecting on whether he liked Bin. They'd also talked about A-Guo, and A-Dong wanted Bin to consider it. And then, in the middle of the night, A-Guo came to sleep with Bin. Half-asleep, Bin clearly heard A-Guo say he would follow him…

Who did he really like?! Who did he really want?! What did he really want?! Bin was confused.

It was 2:30 AM on Sunday.

Bin wandered aimlessly alone on campus. Occasionally, men and women would glance at his lonely figure from the bushes. The desolate night, the cold wind—Bin pulled his blouse tighter, walked to the cross, and sat down. His chaotic heart wished some god would guide him—A-Dong or A-Guo? This can't be decided by flipping a coin. "Who do I want?" Bin asked himself with his eyes closed, yet he also hoped for an answer from a voice.

"What are you doing here so late?"

Bin looked up and opened his eyes. A-Dong's strong figure was right in front of him, still wearing shorts despite the cold weather. Just as Bin was about to speak, A-Dong suddenly pressed Bin's head between his legs, tightly. Bin felt A-Dong's erect penis pressed against his face.

"Have you decided yet?"

A-Dong asked.

Bin didn't answer. On one hand, he didn't know how to answer, and on the other hand, he couldn't answer because he couldn't even breathe. Under the pressure of A-Dong's hands, Bin tried to struggle, but he also found that his body was beginning to change physiologically.

Bin hugged A-Dong tightly. Maybe this action was the answer, maybe not, but at this moment the answer didn't matter. What mattered was that the passion between the two had completely offset all the biting cold outside.

Sunday morning, 3:00 AM.

A-Dong moved his legs forward, and Bin's body gradually lay down. A-Dong leaned forward further, and his right hand reached back to touch between Bin's legs, roughly and forcefully kneading Bin's erect penis.

Bin groaned, a little in pain, but mostly in pleasure. Bin turned his head back and reached down to pull down A-Dong's shorts. A-Dong, who wasn't wearing underwear, had his penis sprang out. Bin used his face to adjust the position of the huge thing, opened his mouth and took it in, his tongue teasing A-Dong's glans, almost making A-Dong ejaculate. A-Dong gripped Bin's penis even harder, making Bin groan, and thrust in even deeper, maintaining this position, stopping the imminent climax, letting their desire burn to its peak.

A-Dong's right hand pulled down Bin's crotch, his hand snaked around the tent-like opening, moving towards the edge of Bin's underwear, slipping inside, penetrating deeper, his middle finger rubbing Bin's anus, slowly inserting, then withdrawing, then inserting a little more, then withdrawing again, and his whole hand restlessly touching Bin's penis through the underwear. Bin opened his mouth wide, but dared not moan too loudly, while A-Dong began to slowly thrust his hips, each thrust matching the movement of his right hand, repeatedly fucking his junior's mouth.

3:23.

A-Dong suddenly stepped back, unzipped Bin's pants with both hands, pulling them down along with his underwear, down to his calves, immediately lifting Bin's legs, raising them high, lowering them slightly, and then forcefully thrusting inside.

A-Dong's fingers were, after all, not as thick as his own penis, this thrust sent Bin to heaven, with each thrust of A-Dong's hips, Bin felt as if he had died, the pleasure throughout his body beyond the range of his moans.

Bin relaxed completely, softly calling out "brother" over and over again. Hearing Bin's call, Adong thrust even harder, about ten times. Suddenly, he stopped after penetration and playfully asked Bin, "How was it?"

Before Bin could answer, Adong began swaying his hips up and down and left and right, rubbing his penis against Bin's body, leaving Bin unsure how to respond.

And so, on the deserted lawn, the two men copulated, their bodies drenched in sweat, the howling wind offering no respite from their intense passion.

A-Dong repeatedly suppressed his pent-up urges, sometimes stopping, sometimes playing with Bin's penis to quell his fire, only to thrust again forcefully, reigniting the waning flames.

Finally, A-Dong could no longer hold back; before he could even utter "I'm coming," his hot semen shot into Bin's body.

4:15.

A-Dong leaned over Bin, his right hand relentlessly rubbing Bin's penis, fueling Bin's passion until it erupted. A-Dong rubbed faster, letting Bin's fire spurt out, his right hand now filled with Bin's semen. A-Dong placed it in Bin's mouth, letting him lick it with satisfaction.

"Have you decided yet?"

A-Dong asked again.

Bin opened his mouth, which was covered in semen, and answered...

Adong leaned against Bin, his right hand constantly rubbing Bin's penis up and down, keeping Bin's heat going until he climaxed. Adong rubbed faster, letting Bin's fire shoot straight to the light, his right hand covered in Bin's semen, and Adong put it into Bin's mouth, letting him lick it with satisfaction.

"Have you decided yet?"

Adong asked again.

Bin opened his mouth, which was covered in semen, and answered...

"Hmm... What about Senior Aguo..."

Upon hearing Aguo's name, Adong was overcome with jealousy, and shouted, "Enough!"

He got up and left, his lonely figure ignoring Wenbin behind him, walking into the night. As he walked past the administration building, he kept thinking about this problem: a three-way dilemma that was hard to solve, should he sit down in a coffee shop to talk about it? He liked the junior in front of him so much, and did his classmate Aguo really love him too? Should he make things clear with Aguo? All three of them? He withdrew? Should he make Aguo give up?

A gentle evening breeze blew by.

Bin, his mind a jumble of thoughts, walked back to Lixing and quietly returned to the dormitory where his roommates were asleep. He climbed into bed, only to see his roommate, Acheng, lying sprawled out in just a pair of bright red underwear. Whether it was a dream or a purely physical reaction, his genitals were erect, a large tent forming. The beautiful red curves, the smooth muscles between his legs, and the barely concealed shape of his penis—Bin, who had just enjoyed a wild encounter, felt his youthful energy reignite.

In the darkness, Bin boldly crawled over and knelt between Acheng's legs. His nimble tongue slowly licked Acheng's penis through his underwear. The already erect penis seemed even harder under the warm, moist stimulation; if it weren't for the elastic band, it would have practically burst out of his pants.

It was unclear whether Bin's tongue had wet his underwear or if it was the secretions from Acheng's glans that had dampened it. A dark red shadow, like a map, gradually spread across the bright red underwear.

This dark red patch traced a straight line from the middle of Acheng's penis, following the shape of the shaft, gradually forming a circle at the glans, slowly expanding, then extending towards the base, dotting the scrotum, until finally all the dark red merged into one, indistinguishable from top to bottom or bottom to top, or from outside to inside.

Bin's right hand involuntarily reached between his legs, but upon feeling his erection, he immediately stopped his fantasies of violating Acheng. His criminal instincts kicked in, and he glanced around. Luckily, everyone was fast asleep, and no one had noticed.

Bin went to his bed. His already chaotic mind was further agitated by his physical reaction. As his right hand slowly moved his penis through his pants, the images in his mind kept shifting: Senior Adong? Senior Aguo? Dehua? Fu Cheng? Leslie Cheung?

Takeshi Kaneshiro? Cheng?

Bin's right hand moved faster and faster, the images in his mind becoming increasingly chaotic. The celebrities, unattainable and appearing less and less frequently, seemed to be lost on him. He wondered what the seniors were thinking. This love triangle was incredibly difficult to solve. Did he really like them? What about Cheng? This was his roommate's senior, three months younger than him! Why was he thinking of him while masturbating? He wasn't bad-looking, but he hadn't really noticed him. Although he slept next to him, he hadn't felt anything special beyond being roommates. Was it the impression of that erect penis? Or… had he been secretly in love with Cheng all along?

Bin's hand stopped. The theories of love in his books could no longer help him explain the situation. The already difficult love triangle, now with the addition of Cheng as an impossible possibility, would it become even more complicated, or simpler?

Although he got along quite well with Senior Cheng, he never thought about anything more than that. Some classmates said he and Senior Cheng were close, but they were just roommates, so of course they were closer. Although Senior Cheng was quite handsome, he never fantasized about being with him! If it weren't for tonight…

Bin kept trying to convince himself to think about Senior Cheng, but step by step he realized that he might actually like him. But…

could it really be love at first sight? Had he really fallen for Senior Cheng without any feelings? Or was he just playing around with Senior Dong or Senior Guo, without any real love? Was the key to this complicated love triangle with himself? Did he not like Senior Dong or Senior Guo at all? Was it Senior Cheng, who might not even like him back? But…

Bin couldn't sleep all night. He finally made it to dawn, ran a few laps on the track to clear his head, then went back to the dorm to get his swimming trunks and towel. He used some energy in the swimming pool, took a shower, and prepared for his 10 o'clock class.

Bin pulled up the shower stall door, adjusted the water temperature, and the hot water from the showerhead poured down, wisps of white steam rising in bursts… The door behind him was pulled open, and Bin was still wondering which clumsy person it was. Turning around, he saw…

Senior Cheng!

“Sorry!” Cheng smiled and

closed the door, not even glancing at Bin’s naked body, leaving Bin behind, bewildered, excited, surprised, and conflicted. Bin turned off

the tap, listening to Cheng’s every move as he entered the next stall on his right: undressing, turning on the water, the sound of water spraying on the man’s body, lathering with soap, washing various parts of his body… Bin

couldn’t help but imagine the actions of the man in the next shower stall. This originally quiet morning was stirred up by the chaotic pebbles, creating countless ripples in Bin’s heart. Bin's right hand involuntarily reached down to his genitals. His erect penis was already standing straight between his legs. Bin vigorously rubbed it, his glans, penis, and testicles, in a continuous cycle, making rhythmic slapping sounds.

Bin squatted down, his right hand still stroking his glans and penis, while his left hand lathered with soap and slowly inserted his middle finger into his body. As the pain subsided and pleasure returned, Bin's left hand was already inserted with three fingers. The protagonist in his mind was Senior Cheng, who was taking a shower next to him, separated only by a wall. Although he didn't know if Senior Cheng liked him, or even if Senior Cheng was gay, Bin still fantasized about Senior Cheng's straight, big, and thick penis, thrusting into his mouth and inside him.

Bin gripped his burning hot penis tightly with his right hand, thrusting it back and forth rapidly. His left hand forcefully penetrated himself, as if merging with the genitals of his fantasy senior, Ah Cheng. Bin's hands moved in unison, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, until he erupted like a volcano, spraying out a beautiful white stream of hot semen that flowed down his chest and up to his head.

After the climax, Bin, in the recovery period, was washing himself when he suddenly felt that the sound of flushing water in the next bathroom to his left was mixed with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Unable to resist his curiosity, Bin opened his door, checked that no one was outside, and quietly walked towards the bathroom door to his left, which was closed. Using a slight movement of his body, he created a small gap in the door, unnoticed by those inside, but allowing Bin to see clearly what was behind him. In fact, those inside wouldn't know that Bin had quietly come behind them, because what Bin saw was Senior A-Dong with his back to the door, his penis, which must have been engorged, thrusting his hips, his whole body pressed against the showerhead, his back to Senior A-Guo...

Bin flashed back to the original bathroom. The water from the showerhead was on Bin's face, and he couldn't tell whether the water droplets on his face were from the showerhead or flowing from his eyes. At this moment, Bin felt no love, hate, or sorrow; he simply let the unknown water flow over his body quietly. Everything—people, events, things—including seniors A-Dong, A-Guo, and A-Cheng, gradually faded from Bin's mind, leaving it blank.

The sound of rushing water and the billowing steam in the bathroom resembled a mythical paradise. The four strong and energetic boys—fourth-graders A-Dong, A-Guo, and A-Cheng, and first-grader Wen Bin—each departed from this fleeting earthly paradise.

On June 1st, the seniors finished their final semester exams. The graduation ceremony on June 15th was bustling with activity. Bin, however, hid in his rented apartment, preparing for his final exams starting on June 21st…

In the lonely night, the man turned on his CD, playing a familiar melody: "Don't dwell on the past, life has been full of storms. Though memories can't be erased, love and hate still linger in my heart. I really must let go of the past and let tomorrow continue. Please don't keep asking about me. Love is a difficult problem, dazzling and mesmerizing. Forgetting the pain might be possible, but forgetting you is too difficult. You never truly left; you're always in my heart. I still have feelings for you. I'm powerless against myself because I still have dreams. I still keep you in my heart. I'm always easily moved by the past, always heartbroken for you. Don't linger in the years with my unintentional tenderness. Don't ask if we'll meet again, don't care if I'm being insincere. Why don't you understand that where there is love, there is pain? One day you'll know that life without me won't be different. Life has already passed too quickly; I'm so afraid, always with teary eyes. Forget me, and there will be no pain. Leave the past in the wind…

" Two years later.

The score is 15 to 14. The ball is in Bin's hands, it's his serve... He saves it smoothly, and it's coming at him... His teammate lifts him up, giving Bin a signal...

Bin, in the back row, is intently watching the ball's position. As the ball comes towards him, he takes three steps forward, and suddenly the volleyball match from two years ago flashes through his mind, the figures of three senior students appearing in his eyes...

He straightens his back, ready to smash the winning point...

Finally, they win the match. Six sweaty young men hug each other tightly, congratulating each other on their victory. In that moment, the familiar scent of men's sweat feels like a return to two years ago.

Bin walks to the rest area, sits down, and has just picked up his water bottle when a towel is handed to him from behind. A handsome young face adds, "Senior, congratulations!" Episode 6,
10-25:

An Affair in Dormitory 9.

This is a true story...

It was when I was 19 years old, my first time going to school in another city. The school was a fully enclosed boarding school. I was very happy, thinking: Now I'm free!

I was assigned to Class 7 of the second year of high school. It was the first time we'd met, and everyone was a stranger; hardly anyone spoke to me. The homeroom teacher came and started assigning seats. "Jianqiang!" the teacher called my name. I looked up. "Yaxin! You two sit in the fourth row against the wall!" the teacher called another girl, and only then did I notice her. Behind me was a girl with long, black hair, a small but bright face. Especially her eyes, so sparkling, as if they could see right through you. She noticed me looking at her, her face flushed red, and she lowered her head shyly… "Jianqiang! Hurry up and sit down, take your time!" I snapped out of my daze, agreed, and sat down next to Yaxin.

"Atu! You and Xiaojuan sit…" the teacher continued assigning seats, but I was still sizing up Yaxin. She had a very alluring figure, especially her breasts. Because it was summer, she was wearing a low-cut top, and her two large breasts were pressed tightly together, as if they were about to burst out. Her skirt, though not super short, still clearly showed her snow-white thighs when she sat down. What a girl who made me want to commit a crime!

The next day, classes started, but I couldn't concentrate on the lectures. I kept thinking about Ya Xin next to me, fantasizing about us making love. A while into the first class in the afternoon, I found myself unconsciously placing my hand on Ya Xin's thigh. Realizing I'd gone too far, I immediately pulled my hand away. I secretly glanced at Ya Xin's face; she was blushing but didn't react. I thought to myself, "If that's the case, why did I pull my hand away?" I was so regretful. Even if I put it back, she wouldn't react, would she? But I couldn't help it; my thing was already starting to get hard. So I tentatively placed my hand gently on her snow-white thigh again. It felt so good—soft, smooth, like a piece of white jade, without a single flaw. She sensed my action again, seemed embarrassed, but didn't resist at all. My hand then roamed freely over her thigh. I couldn't resist any longer and slowly moved my hand under her skirt. She noticed my intention and gently pushed my hand away. Ignoring her resistance, I continued forward, quickly reaching her crotch area. She could only squeeze her legs together. But this didn't stop me. I slipped a finger between her tightly closed legs and rubbed it back and forth on her labia. She made soft panting sounds, and to my surprise, she actually spread her legs apart, as if intentionally encouraging me to continue. Of course, I wouldn't let this opportunity pass. I slowly rubbed my middle finger between her labia. I noticed it was wet. Her panting remained very soft; she must have been trying hard to hold back her noise. I intensified my attack, slowly pulling down her panties. She cooperated, and when they were pulled down to her knees, she spread her legs even wider. I felt I should take a good look at her little sister, so I pretended to drop my pen on the ground and bent down to pick it up. As I bent down, I gently lifted her skirt with my hand, but she quickly pressed it down with her hand. How could that stop me? I continued to rub her little sister under her skirt, and she put her hand on the table to cover her face. I seized the opportunity and suddenly lifted her skirt. Her little sister was completely exposed to my eyes. There wasn't much pubic hair, but it was very smooth. Her two labia majora looked so thick and juicy, I really wanted to take a bite. I used my hand to separate her labia majora and found that it was already very wet inside. But I couldn't go too far today; it was class time! I boldly stuck my head under her skirt and kissed her little sister. I quickly looked up and saw the teacher watching me. I waved the pen in my hand, and the teacher stopped looking at me. I noticed Ya Xin was giggling at me, so I quietly asked her, "You're a pervert, you know that?" This was the first time I'd spoken to her. She turned to me and said, "Ugh, aren't you a pervert? It's all your fault! And you're blaming me?" I asked her, "What's wrong?" She whispered, "The chair's all wet, how can I sit?" I said, "That's easy." I grabbed some tissues and wiped the chair for her, then helped her put her underwear back on. I said, "It was my turn, now it's your turn, right?" Ya Xin said, "Me what?" I grabbed her hand and unzipped my pants. Ya Xin noticed and tried to pull her hand away, but it was impossible; she wasn't as strong as me. I took out my penis and gave it to her hand. She didn't move at first, just held it tightly. I said to her, "See, this is how it should be done." I made her hold my penis and then stroked it back and forth. She started now, and her technique was pretty good, making me feel very comfortable. I said, "Okay... just... like this... ah... so good..." Not long after, I felt I couldn't take it anymore, and I quickly took her hand to catch my semen. She said, "Why are you doing this?" I said, "It's fun!" She asked me for tissues, and I gave her a few. After wiping her hands clean, she smelled them and said, "It smells so fishy." I smiled. Just then, the bell rang, and as soon as the teacher left, she ran quickly out of the classroom.

The second period was P.E., and the teacher gave us free time. I walked to the woods in the corner of the playground and sat down, secretly lighting a cigarette and watching Ya Xin talk to some girls. After a while, Ya Xin seemed to be walking towards me. I saw her, smiled at her, and she came over and sat next to me, saying, "Do you know how much you belittled me just now?" I took a drag of my cigarette and said, "Well, I'm sorry, I apologize!" She smiled happily...

The two self-study sessions passed by as Ya Xin and I chatted and laughed. I learned that she was from a wealthy family and didn't like being controlled by her family every day, which was why she came to the boarding school. She had had a few boyfriends before, but they all ended because her family found out. I asked her, "I wonder... are you still... you know... you know?" She laughed and said, "Guess?" I said, "I don't know, and I can't guess." She giggled. I thought to myself, she must not be a virgin anymore. She's so slutty; I wonder how many men she's been with. I wonder if I could sleep with her once? It was almost time for the end of self-study, so I took a piece of paper and wrote on it, "See you in your dorm at 3:00 AM, can you leave the door open?" It was signed "Someone who likes you." I folded it and gave it to her, saying, "Read it when you get back to your dorm, okay?" She nodded.

That night, I went back to my dorm, my heart pounding. I wondered: Will she say yes? Will she wait for me tonight? I thought about it a lot, and then I made up my mind to try. If it didn't work out, I'd come back; it wasn't a big deal. After showering, I went to bed. I kept watching the clock under the covers; time seemed to pass very slowly. Finally, it was 3:00 AM. I looked at my buddies, who were all asleep, and wearing only the basketball shorts I usually wear, I opened the door and tiptoed to the girls' dorm. The night was quiet. I gently knocked on the door, waited a moment, but there was no response! I was about to knock again when I realized the door wasn't locked; I had accidentally opened it. I slowly pushed the door open, went inside, and locked it again. I didn't know which bed Ya Xin slept in, so I gently called out, "Ya Xin... Ya Xin..." I saw someone get up from the lower bunk by the window, put their finger to their lips, and shh... I knew it must be Ya Xin, so I went over. Ya Xin was covered with a towel and said to me, "Come in, be careful not to catch a cold." I thought, wow, so proactive! I was overjoyed. I crawled in, and before I could do anything, Ya Xin was on top of me, whispering in my ear, "What do you want to say to me, handsome little guy?" My little brother was already hard, and Ya Xin felt something pressing against her abdomen and giggled softly. I didn't care what I was saying anymore and just hugged her and kissed her. Ya Xin's mouth was small, and her delicate tongue was so alluring that I couldn't leave her lips. I rolled over and pressed myself against her, kissing her while caressing her large, soft breasts. I buried my head between her fragrant breasts, then took one of them into my mouth, gently sucking and teasing her nipples with my tongue until they hardened. My

hands went down and untied the straps of her panties, pulling them open and rubbing her labia. She began to breathe heavily and moan softly. I continued kissing downwards, from her breasts to her lower abdomen, finally placing my head between her legs and licking her vagina with my tongue. She seemed to enjoy it, her eyes slightly closed, softly moaning, "Oh...oh...so good...don't stop...oh..." My tongue continued to lick deeper, touching something that looked like a grain of rice. She reacted strongly; it was incredibly wet inside, with vaginal fluid flowing out. I pulled down my underwear, and my penis was already as hard as an iron rod. Ya Xin moaned, "Come on... handsome boy... I can't take it anymore... hurry up... hum... hum... ah..." I could see she was already aroused, but I wanted to keep her thirsty for a while. I rubbed my penis against her vulva, and she moaned even more wildly. I said, "Little slut, I'm coming, are you ready?" She nodded eagerly. I aimed my penis at her vulva and with a push, it went in two-thirds of the way. She cried out "Ah!" and I quickly covered her mouth. She said, "You... be gentle... hum... oh... oh..." She tried to spread her legs as wide as possible to make her vagina expand even more. Seeing how cooperative she was, I let go too. I thrust in and out, her insides were tight, and from the teasing, they were incredibly wet, making a "sizzling" sound. Lots of fluid were flowing out, and she kept moaning, "So good... harder... oh... oh... I... I love you so much." I thrust even harder, the whole bed shaking. I didn't care if the other girls had woken up. After a while, she rolled over and pinned me down, actively stroking me, kissing me. My hands gripped her buttocks from behind, helping her thrust. I felt I was about to ejaculate, so I told her, "Ya Xin, I'm about to cum." I immediately sat up, pulled out my penis, and asked her to give me oral sex. She wasn't very willing, but she did it anyway. She buried her head between my legs, took my penis into her mouth, and licked the glans with her little tongue. I stroked her head; her oral skills were quite good. Soon, I ejaculated, all of it into her mouth. She spat it on the ground, saying coquettishly, "You're so annoying, you didn't even say anything when you came." I lay down, hugged her, and said, "It was too late!" She kept saying how annoying she was, while gently hitting me…

All night, Ya Xin and I made love several times until we were both exhausted. I stayed with her for a while, and after she fell asleep, I quietly went back to my dorm.

From then on, she became my girlfriend.

Episode 6: Dormitory Affair.

I was 19 years old and went to school in another city for the first time. The school was a fully enclosed boarding school. I was very happy, thinking: Now I'm free!

I was assigned to Class 7 of the second year of high school. Everyone was a stranger, and no one talked to me. The homeroom teacher came and arranged the seats. "Jianqiang!" the teacher called my name. I looked up. "Ya Xin! You two sit in the fourth row against the wall!" The teacher called out to another girl, and only then did I notice her. Behind me was a girl with long, black hair, a small but bright face. Especially her eyes, so sparkling, as if they could see right through you. She noticed me looking at her, her face flushed red, and she lowered her head shyly… "Jian Qiang! Hurry up and sit down, take your time!" I snapped out of my daze, agreed, and sat down next to Ya Xin.

"A Tu! You and Xiao Juan sit…" The teacher continued arranging the seats, but I was still sizing up Ya Xin. Her figure was incredibly alluring, especially her breasts. Because it was summer, she was wearing a low-cut top, and her two large breasts were pressed tightly together, as if they were about to burst out. Her skirt, although not super short, still clearly showed her snow-white thighs when she sat down. What a girl who made me want to commit a crime!

The next day, classes started, but I couldn't concentrate on the lectures. I kept thinking about Ya Xin next to me, fantasizing about us making love. A while into the first class in the afternoon, I found myself unconsciously placing my hand on Ya Xin's thigh. Realizing I'd gone too far, I immediately pulled my hand away. I secretly glanced at Ya Xin's face; she was flushed but didn't react. I thought to myself, "If that's the case, why did I pull my hand away?" I was filled with regret. Even if I put it back, she wouldn't react, would she? But I couldn't help it; my penis was already hard. I tentatively placed my hand gently on her snow-white thigh again. It felt so good—soft, smooth, like a flawless piece of white jade. She sensed my action again, seemed embarrassed, but didn't resist. My hand roamed freely over her thigh. I couldn't resist any longer and slowly moved my hand under her skirt. She noticed my intention and gently pushed my hand away. I ignored her protests and continued forward, quickly reaching her crotch area, where she could only squeeze her legs together. But this didn't stop me. I slipped a finger between her tightly pressed thighs and rubbed it back and forth on her labia. She made soft panting sounds, and to my surprise, she actually spread her legs apart, as if intentionally encouraging me to continue. Of course, I wouldn't let this opportunity pass. I slowly rubbed between her labia with my middle finger, and I noticed it was wet. Her panting remained very soft; she must have been trying hard to hold back her noise. I intensified my attack, slowly pulling down her panties. She cooperated, and when I pulled them down to her knees, she spread her legs even wider. I felt I should properly admire her vulva, so I pretended to drop my pen on the floor and bent down to pick it up. I bent down and gently lifted her skirt with my hand, but she quickly pressed it down with her hand. How could that stop me? I continued rubbing her vulva with my hand inside her skirt, and she put her hand on the table to cover her face. I seized the opportunity and suddenly lifted her skirt. Her vulva was completely exposed to my eyes. There wasn't much pubic hair, but it was very smooth. Her thick, juicy labia majora looked so tempting, I wanted to take a bite. I parted them with my hands and found they were already very wet inside. But I couldn't go too far today; it was class time! I boldly stuck my head under her skirt and kissed her vulva, then quickly looked up and saw the teacher watching me. I waved my pen, and the teacher stopped looking at me. I noticed Ya Xin was giggling at me, so I quietly asked her, "You're so horny, you know that?" This was the first time I'd spoken to her. She turned to me and said, "Ugh, aren't you horny? It's all your fault! Why are you blaming me?" I asked her, "What's wrong?" She whispered, "The chair's all wet, how can I sit?" I said, "That's easy." I grabbed some tissues and wiped the chair for her, then helped her put her underwear back on. I said, "It was my turn, now it's your turn, right?" Ya Xin said, "What about me?" I grabbed her hand and unzipped my pants. Ya Xin noticed and tried hard to pull her hand away, but it was impossible; how could she be stronger than me? I took out my penis and gave it to her hand. She didn't move at first, just held it tightly. I said to her, "See, this is how it should be." I had her hold my penis and then stroke it back and forth. She started now, and her technique was pretty good, making me feel very comfortable. I said, "Okay... like... like this... ah... so comfortable..." Before long, I felt I couldn't take it anymore, and I quickly took her hand to catch my semen. She said, "Why are you doing this?" I said, "It's fun!" She asked me for tissues, and I gave her a few. After she wiped her hands clean, she smelled them and said, "It smells so fishy." I smiled. At this moment, the bell rang, and as soon as the teacher left, she ran out of the classroom quickly.

The second period was PE, and the teacher let us have free time. I walked alone to the edge of the woods in the corner of the playground, sat down, secretly lit a cigarette, and watched Ya Xin talking to some female classmates. A moment later, Ya Xin seemed to be walking this way. I saw her, smiled at her, and she came over and sat next to me, saying, "Do you know how rude you were just now?" I took a drag of my cigarette and said, "Well, I'm sorry, I apologize!" She smiled happily...

Two self-study sessions passed by as Ya Xin and I chatted and laughed. I learned that she was from a wealthy family and didn't like being controlled by her family every day, which was why she came to the boarding school. She had dated a few boyfriends before, but they all ended because her family found out. I asked her, "I wonder... are you still... you know... you know?" She laughed and said, "Guess?" I said, "I don't know, and I can't guess." She giggled. I thought to myself, she must not be a virgin anymore, so slutty, I wonder how many people she's been with. I wonder if I can sleep with her once? It was almost time for the end of self-study, so I took a piece of paper and wrote on it: "See you in your dorm at 3:00 tonight, can you leave the door open?" It was signed "Someone who likes you." After folding it, I gave it to her and said, "Look at it when you get back to the dorm, okay?" She nodded.

That night, I went back to my dorm, my heart pounding. I wondered: Will she say yes? Will she wait for me tonight? I thought about it a lot, and then I made up my mind to try. If it didn't work out, I'd come back; it wasn't a big deal. After showering, I went to bed. I kept looking at the clock under the covers, and time seemed to pass very slowly. Finally, it was 3:00 AM. I looked at my buddies and saw they were all asleep. I put on just the shorts I wear for basketball, opened the door, and tiptoed to the girls' dorm entrance. The night was very quiet. I gently knocked on the door, waited a while, but there was no response! I was about to knock again when I realized the door wasn't locked; I had accidentally opened it. I slowly pushed the door open, went inside, and locked it again. I didn't know which bed Ya Xin slept in, so I gently called out, "Ya Xin... Ya Xin..." I saw someone get up from the lower bunk by the window, put their finger to their lips, and shh... I knew it must be Ya Xin, so I went over. Ya Xin was covered with a towel and said to me, "Come in, be careful not to catch a cold." I thought, wow, so proactive! I was overjoyed. I crawled in, and before I could do anything, Ya Xin was on top of me, whispering in my ear, "What do you want to say to me, handsome little guy?" My little brother was already hard, and Ya Xin felt something pressing against her abdomen and giggled softly. I didn't care what I was saying anymore and just hugged her and kissed her. Ya Xin's mouth was small, and her delicate tongue was so alluring that I couldn't leave her lips. I rolled over and pressed myself against her, kissing her while caressing her two large, soft breasts. I buried my head between her fragrant breasts, then took one of them into my mouth, gently sucking and teasing her nipples with my tongue until they hardened inside my mouth.

My hand reached down and untied the straps of her panties, pulling them open and rubbing her labia incessantly. She began to breathe heavily, moaning softly. I continued kissing downwards, from her breasts to her lower abdomen, finally placing my head between her legs and licking her vagina with my tongue. She seemed to enjoy it, her eyes slightly closed, softly moaning, "Oh...oh...so good...don't stop...oh..." My tongue continued licking deeper, touching a small, grain-like spot. She reacted strongly; it was incredibly wet inside, with vaginal fluid flowing freely. I pulled down my underwear; my penis was already as hard as an iron rod. Ya Xin cried out, "Come on...handsome boy...I can't take it anymore...hurry up...hum...hum...ah..." I could see she was aroused, but I wanted to keep her thirsty for a while longer. I rubbed my penis against her vulva, and she moaned even more wildly. I said, "Little slut, I'm coming, are you ready?" She nodded eagerly. I aimed my penis at her vulva and thrust in, penetrating two-thirds of the way. She cried out, "Ah!" I quickly covered her mouth. She said, "You...be gentle...hum...oh...oh..." She tried to spread her legs as wide as possible to make her vagina expand further. Seeing how cooperative she was, I let go. I thrust in and out, her inside was very tight, already very wet from the previous teasing, making a "sizzling" sound, with a lot of vaginal fluid flowing out. She kept moaning, "So good...harder...oh...oh...I...I love you so much." I thrust even harder, and the whole bed shook. I didn't care if the other girls woke up or not. After a while, she rolled over and pinned me down, taking the initiative to masturbate and kiss me. My hands were behind her, squeezing her buttocks and helping her push. I felt I was about to ejaculate, so I told her, "Ya Xin, I'm about to cum." I immediately sat up, pulled out my penis, and asked her to give me oral sex. She wasn't very willing, but she did it anyway. She buried her head between my legs, took my penis into her mouth, and licked the glans with her little tongue. I stroked her head. Her oral skills were quite good, and after a short while, I ejaculated, all of it into her mouth. She spat it on the ground and said coquettishly, "You're so annoying, you didn't even say anything when you came." I lay down, hugged her, and said, "It's too late!" She said she was annoying while gently hitting me...

All night, Ya Xin and I made love several times until we were both exhausted. I stayed with her for a while, and after she fell asleep, I quietly... (

Episode 7, Episode 01: The Beauty's Jealousy -

B City Art Academy) A slender, beautiful young woman stood quietly at the school gate, looking around as if waiting for something. Her name was Zhou Lu, a second-year student at the B City Art Academy. She came from a prominent family; her father, Zhou Jian, was the director of the city's Public Security Bureau, and her mother, Ren Meng, was the CEO of a large hotel. She was their only daughter, and they doted on her, so her mother always drove her to and from school.

Zhou Lu was idly pacing back and forth at the school gate when a black luxury Mercedes suddenly pulled up beside her. She glanced at her watch; it was exactly 4 o'clock. Her mother's driver, Xiao Lin, was indeed punctual.

As soon as Zhou Lu opened the back door, a pungent smell of smoke hit her, causing her to frown. She knew Xiao Lin was always very clean, and the car usually had a fresh, pleasant atmosphere. Why was it so foul today? She silently scolded Xiao Lin for smoking in the car. Just as Zhou Lu was about to get into the car, she suddenly noticed several strange men sitting behind her. Before she could react, a large hand grabbed her arm and dragged her into the car. Zhou Lu was startled and instinctively tried to scream for help, but a piece of cotton cloth was placed over her mouth. She felt a pungent smell of medicine hit her face, her head spun, and she knew nothing more. At that moment, two men jumped out of the car and hurriedly shoved the limp Zhou Lu into the vehicle, and the Mercedes sped away.

In a luxurious yet elegant villa on the outskirts of the city, a beautiful young woman paced anxiously back and forth in the living room. Her dignified and beautiful face was full of anxiety, and she kept glancing at the clock on the wall. She was Zhou Lu's mother, Ren Meng, a well-known cold beauty in the business world. Although she was nearing forty, thanks to her good maintenance and age-defying techniques, she looked like she was in her early twenties.

An hour ago, Ren Meng received a call from her driver, Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin said he had waited at the school for a full half hour but hadn't seen Zhou Lu. It was already 6 o'clock, but Zhou Lu still hadn't returned. A sense of foreboding washed over Ren Meng. Her husband, Zhou Jian, was away on a business trip and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Now, with her daughter missing, Ren Meng was completely bewildered, frantically pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pan, utterly helpless.

Suddenly, Ren Meng remembered what her husband had told her before he left: when Zhou Jian was a criminal police captain, he had arrested a rapist named Wang Ren, who had served ten years in prison and had just been released a few days ago. To prevent retaliation, Wang Ren was being secretly monitored. Could it really be Wang Ren kidnapping Zhou Lu as revenge? Ren Meng broke out in a cold sweat, too afraid to think any further. She considered calling the police, but worried that if it was Wang Ren, Zhou Lu's safety would be in grave danger. So, she decided to tell her husband first; after all, he was the police chief, and she wanted him to come back as soon as possible and find a solution.

Before she could even pick up the phone, it rang suddenly. Ren Meng's heart skipped a beat. She quickly grabbed the receiver, and a shrill old man's voice came through: "Hello, Ms. Ren? Your daughter is in my hands."

Ren Meng's heart nearly jumped out of her chest: "Who are you? What have you done to my daughter? Hello! Hello!"

"I'm an old acquaintance of your husband's. He's been very good to me, and I want to repay him properly, haha. And your daughter is fine. If you want to see your daughter, you have 10 minutes to get to a certain place. You're a smart woman; you'd better not call the police, otherwise your daughter… hehe."

Ren Meng gripped the receiver tightly, her voice trembling slightly: "Who are you? Are you Wang Ren? Hello! Hello!"

But the other party had already hung up. The phone slipped from Ren Meng's hand, and she slumped onto the sofa.

She knew that person was Wang Ren. Her worst fears had finally come true. She didn't have time to think about why Wang Ren wanted her to go without any conditions. For her daughter's sake, Ren Meng had no other choice.

In a cramped, dimly lit shack on the other side of the city, four men sat idly on a worn-out sofa. The room was small and sparsely furnished, containing only a four-seater sofa, a broken bed, and a small color television. Smoke filled the air. A young woman, Zhou Lu, was curled up on the bed, her hands and feet bound. She had just been kidnapped and was now awake, her bright, beautiful eyes filled with terror as she stared at the lewd strangers before her, two glistening tears still clinging to her face. Zhou Lu only recognized one of them: Xiao Lin, the driver who drove her mother around every day.

A news segment about Ren Meng was playing on the television. An old man stared greedily at Ren Meng's prominent breasts on the screen, a lewd smile on his face. The old man was Wang Ren, who had just been released from prison. The other three men were his eldest son, Wang Da, 30 years old, 1.70 meters tall, and unemployed; his younger son, Wang Xiao, 27 years old, a dwarf only about 1 meter tall, also unemployed; and a burly, dark-skinned man, easily 2 meters tall, nicknamed "Black Hand," a drinking buddy of Wang Da. Wang Ren harbored a deep-seated hatred for society, especially the police, and was perversely jealous of wealthy and beautiful women, always wanting to destroy them. After his release, he devised a series of revenge plans to retaliate against society and everyone he believed had wronged him. Kidnapping Zhou Lu was the first step in his plan, because Zhou Jian and Lin Mengjiao had deprived him of ten years of freedom. It was Zhou Jian, then a criminal police captain, and Lin Mengjiao, who had just graduated from police academy, who had sent him to prison. What excited him most was that Zhou Jian had such a beautiful wife and a pretty daughter. The thought of such a stunningly beautiful woman becoming his plaything caused his penis to gradually harden.

The sound of a car engine pulled him back from his reverie. Wang Ren opened the curtains to see a red BMW parked outside. A beautiful young woman in a royal blue silk dress stepped out of the car. It was Ren Meng. Ren Meng looked around the dilapidated courtyard and suddenly noticed her Mercedes parked nearby. She was startled. Could it be that Xiao Lin had betrayed her and kidnapped her daughter? No, no, Ren Meng immediately dismissed the thought. She had always valued Xiao Lin highly and never treated this young man, the same age as her daughter, as an outsider. Therefore, she couldn't believe that the honest and simple Xiao Lin would do anything to betray her. Perhaps Xiao Lin had also been kidnapped, but how could she explain the phone call she received from Xiao Lin an hour ago? Thinking of this, Ren Meng broke out in a cold sweat.

Just as Ren Meng was filled with doubt and at a loss, a familiar figure appeared before her—it was Xiao Lin, whom she had always trusted. Xiao Lin, abandoning his usual respectful demeanor towards Ren Meng, greeted her with a half-smile, "Welcome, Ms. Ren. Didn't expect to meet you here,

did you?" Xiao Lin's appearance confirmed Ren Meng's fears. Her eyebrows furrowed, her almond-shaped eyes wide with anger as she glared at the despicable man before her. Pointing at Xiao Lin, she stammered, "You, you, I've always treated you well, how could you..."

Xiao Lin impatiently interrupted her before she could finish, "I know you've been good to me, but you probably know Wang Ren, right?"

"Wang Ren?"

Ren Meng exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, Wang Ren. Do you know who he is to me?"

Seeing Ren Meng's questioning gaze, Xiao Lin's tone turned sinister. "He's my uncle. It was because your husband sent him to prison that my aunt didn't die. To get revenge, I went to great lengths to please you, working hard to gain your trust and stay by your side. Today, it's time to settle accounts."

He finished speaking almost through gritted teeth. Ren Meng nearly collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning. She hadn't expected that the person she trusted most was Wang Ren's nephew, a wolf in sheep's clothing. A chill ran down her spine. "Your daughter is inside. Come in."

Ren Meng's legs were weak, and she followed Xiao Lin into the house with a heavy heart.

As soon as she entered, a stench of smoke hit her, and she frowned. Ren Meng immediately saw her daughter, Zhou Lu, bound hand and foot and huddled on the bed. "Lulu!" she called, about to rush over, when a burly man blocked her way. Zhou Lu also saw Ren Meng and cried out, "Mommy!" Tears of grievance streamed down her pale cheeks, unable to move because her hands and feet were bound. Just then, a voice came from the side: "Ms. Ren, you're right on time. I knew you'd come."

Ren Meng then saw a lewd old man sitting on the sofa, and three other strange men in the room. She took a few steps back, her face frosty, and said coldly, "What do you want? I can give you money, I won't call the police, I hope you'll release my daughter!"

Wang Ren chuckled: "Money? I'll have plenty. With you guys, why would I be afraid of not having money? I invited you here today to make a deal with you."

Wang Ren stood up: "I'm in prison for ten years because of your husband. Do you know how I spent my time? I was a monk for ten years, masturbating for ten years, while your husband had a beautiful wife like you and was having fun every day. My demands aren't high, just use his wife and daughter's bodies as compensation for not having slept with a woman for ten years. As for the time, it doesn't need to be too long, just five years."

Ren Meng felt a buzzing in her head, and her face flushed red. The thing she feared most had finally happened.

Although she was somewhat prepared for Wang Ren's sinister intentions, she still hadn't expected him to be so direct and vulgar. Ren Meng suppressed her anger, trying her best to calm herself, but her voice still trembled slightly. Pointing at Wang Ren, she gritted her teeth

and said, "You, you're dreaming!" At that moment, Wang Da and Hei Shou walked over, grabbing her arms and pulling her in front of Wang Ren. Ren Meng struggled desperately, shouting and cursing. At the same time, she was horrified to see Xiao Lin holding a camera, preparing to record the impending tragedy.

Wang Ren laughed and approached Ren Meng. He felt a captivating aura emanating from her; her fresh, delicate fragrance stirred his heart. Wang Ren leered and lifted her beautiful chin. Ren Meng turned her head away, shaking off his hand, and cursed, "Despicable! Vulgar!"

Wang Ren shrugged and said self-deprecatingly, "You seem to not understand your current situation. You'd better listen to what I say about how rough men are. You can handle it, but I'm afraid your delicate daughter can't."

Ren Meng felt a chill in her heart. Wang Ren took the opportunity to press down on her round, fragrant shoulders, and his hand naturally slid down to her heaving, high breasts. Ren Meng's body felt like it had been electrocuted. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she suddenly broke free from Wang Ren's grasp and slapped him across the face. Wang Ren was stunned, and Ren Meng immediately regretted it. Wang Ren slapped Ren Meng twice across the face, making her stagger and see stars. Wang Ren gritted his teeth and cursed, "You filthy bitch, you don't know what's good for you, daring to hit me? I'll strip that little wench naked first." Hei

Shou agreed and pounced on Zhou Lu on the bed. He grabbed the neckline of Zhou Lu's dress with both hands and forcefully pulled it apart. With a cry from Zhou Lu, a patch of snow-white breasts was revealed. A white silk lace bra tightly hugged her pert breasts, and her snow-white cleavage was clearly visible. Hei Shou grabbed her bra again, as if to pull it off. "No! Don't! Please don't, let her go!"

Ren Meng cried out, trying to rush forward, but Wang Ren held her back tightly. Seeing this, Hei Shou released Zhou Lu, who clutched her chest and collapsed onto the bed, crying.

Seeing his opportunity, Wang Ren tightly embraced her voluptuous body from behind, his hands slipping inside her sapphire blue suit. Through her bra, he grasped her two full, soft breasts and began to knead them wantonly. Ren Meng trembled; her mind went blank. Her breasts ached from the kneading, but she dared not resist, only writhing in pain.

Wang Ren, panting, kissed her snow-white neck and said, "That's right. As long as you obey and make me feel good, I'll be gentler with you."

He unbuttoned her suit, revealing her white bra and a section of her snow-white breasts. One of his hands slid down her deep cleavage into her bra, grasping one of her soft, smooth breasts and slowly kneading it, occasionally pinching her tender nipple. Ren Meng felt a chill run through her body, her limbs weak. She glared resentfully at Wang Ren's ugly old face with her beautiful eyes, a strange sorrow welling up inside her.

Zhou Lu, lying on the bed, was deathly pale. She stared in horror as the old man embraced her mother's voluptuous body, her beautiful eyes filled with a mixture of shame and fear. She couldn't help but cry out.

Wang Ren abruptly turned Ren Meng's body and pinned her against the wall. He ripped off her dress, revealing a thin white lace bra tightly encasing her full, firm breasts. Wang Ren pulled the straps of Ren Meng's bra up impatiently. With a cry of pain, Ren Meng's pair of snow-white breasts bounced and were completely exposed to the old man, her nipples trembling slightly.

Wang Ren held her full, sexy, slightly trembling body tightly, his hands kneading her soft, elastic, and white breasts while insulting her, "What beautiful breasts! It's a pity Zhou Jian gets to enjoy them all alone."

Ren Meng bit her lip, turning her head away in shame. Under Wang Ren's manipulation, her nipples slowly hardened and became erect. Ren Meng felt ashamed of her body's involuntary reaction. She closed her captivating eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down her fair cheeks.

Wang Ren's breathing gradually became heavy. He buried his face in Ren Meng's deep cleavage, sucking on her nipple. The mature woman's unique full breasts deeply stimulated Wang Ren, who hadn't touched a woman in a long time. Wang Ren caressed and sucked her breasts more and more roughly, causing her a tearing pain, but it was far less than the pain in her heart.

At this moment, Wang Ren's hand had already slipped inside Ren Meng's skirt, caressing her rounded thighs clad in white stockings for a while. Then, he lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her alluring lower body clad in white silk panties. The hem of Ren Meng's white stockings was trimmed with lace, highlighting her fair and delicate skin with an enticing sheen. A few long pubic hairs peeked out from the sides of her panties, making her even more sexy and alluring. Wang Ren lifted one of her slender and graceful legs and placed it on his shoulder, pressing his fingers against her anus and perineum, rubbing her soft vulva through her panties. Ren Meng felt as if her hip bone was being torn apart, and she screamed in agony. Involuntarily, she rose on her tiptoes. Her private parts were being violated, and Ren Meng jolted awake as if from a dream. She desperately grabbed Wang Ren's hand, which was rubbing her sensitive areas, and cried out, "No! Don't! Please, spare me! Ah..."

Wang Ren grabbed her hair, which was coiled at the back of her head, and dragged her to the bedside. Ren Meng was forced to kneel on the edge of the bed. Wang Ren rolled her skirt up to her waist, and Ren Meng cried out in despair. Her underwear, which covered her private parts, was pulled down to her knees, revealing her fair, pink buttocks. Her full buttocks and alluring cleft were sometimes visible, sometimes hidden.

Excitedly, Wang Ren reached out and slapped Ren Meng's snow-white buttocks hard. Ren Meng cried out in pain, and tears of humiliation streamed down her face. Wang Ren noticed that Ren Meng's pink buttocks appeared even more exquisite and translucent in the dim light, revealing an alluring sheen. He inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her lower body and couldn't resist embracing her buttocks and kissing them passionately. Meanwhile, Wang Ren was pressing down on Zhou Lu's alluring naked body, sucking on her tender, red nipples with smacking sounds. Zhou Lu was powerless to resist, softly sobbing as she allowed Wang Ren to ravage her captivating body. The alluring scent of a virgin emanating from the girl deeply stimulated Wang Ren's lust. He forcefully spread Zhou Lu's long, slender legs, kneeling between them, then using his own legs to support her thighs. His penis naturally pressed against Zhou Lu's vulva, which had already been licked red by Wang Ren. As his glans penetrated, it parted Zhou Lu's delicate labia, and when it fully entered her warm, moist vagina, Zhou Lu felt a surge of pain in her lower body, involuntarily gripping Wang Ren's pressing chest with both hands.

Wang Ren could already feel the resistance of Zhou Lu's hymen against his penis. He felt a surge of excitement; this was the first time in his life he had ever slept with a virgin. Even his dead wife had been secondhand when she married him. He never imagined that at over 50 years old, he could still have sex with such a tender virgin, especially the daughter of his enemy. He was overjoyed. At this moment, Zhou Lu was trembling all over, her legs weakly spread apart. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and tears streamed down her delicate cheeks. Wang Ren's glans was pressed tightly against her hymen, filling her with a final sense of fear.

Sure enough, Wang Ren adjusted his position, his hands tightly gripping her firm breasts, his buttocks first moving back slightly, and then his lower body thrusting forward with force.

With a "plop," his entire penis pierced through Zhou Lu's thin hymen and penetrated her tight, wet virgin vagina, reaching her very core.

Zhou Lu felt something as hard as iron being thrust deep into her body, as if piercing through her. At the same time, an unprecedented pain shot from her lower body to the top of her brain. Her naked upper body jerked upwards, and after a long, drawn-out scream, she fainted.

Wang Ren cried out in pleasure, thrusting his hard penis vigorously into her narrow, soft vagina. Zhou Lu's vagina was even tighter than Ren Meng's. Wang Ren could clearly feel the delicate vaginal walls surrounding, caressing, moistening, and stimulating his penis. Especially when his penis withdrew to the vaginal opening, the newly ruptured hymen gently scraped against the glans, like a tender little mouth licking his penis, making Wang Ren feel incredibly good… The thought of deflowering such a beautiful girl filled Wang Ren with excitement and arousal. Each thrust was a full-length in and out, each insertion violently impacting her uterus. Zhou Lu's beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her delicate face contorted in pain, two glistening tears clinging to her long eyelashes. Her limp hands lay on either side of the bed, her legs spread wide in a powerless manner. In her unconscious state, she allowed Wang Ren to vent his primal lust upon her sacred body. Zhou Lu's two high, firm breasts trembled violently with Wang Ren's frenzied thrusts, creating waves of alluring flesh.

Wang Ren breathed heavily, kissing Zhou Lu's alabaster-white thighs while tirelessly rubbing his penis against her increasingly lubricated vagina, fully enjoying the brutal pleasure of defiling his enemy's daughter.

At this moment, Ren Meng was slowly awakened by the violent shaking of the man. She opened her eyes with a soft moan, only to see the lewd face of the man between her two snow-white thighs. She was mercilessly pulled back to reality.

Ren Meng knew the humiliation was not over. Her lower body, already numb from the abuse, was still penetrated by this shameless man before her? Filthy thing. Ren Meng suddenly felt a sticky, fishy taste in her mouth. Her snow-white breasts were covered in Wang Xiao's semen from their breast sex. She knew what was in her mouth and felt a wave of nausea.

Ren Meng didn't know when the humiliation would end. The men's overwhelming lust chilled her. Little did she know, these men were all bachelors who hadn't been with women in a long time. When they saw a woman, especially a beautiful, sexy, and high-status lady like Ren Meng, they wanted to fully release their long-suppressed sexual desires.

Ren Meng knew these men wouldn't let her go. The thought of her and her daughter becoming tools for their sexual gratification filled her with sorrow. She painfully turned her face away, only to be met with an even more agonizing sight: Wang Ren was straddling her daughter Zhou Lu's delicate body, his penis thrusting rapidly into her vagina. This proved that the old man who had just cruelly raped her was now her daughter's first man. Each thrust of his ugly penis ripped open Zhou Lu's pink vaginal walls, and a trickle of virgin blood flowed from their point of union, dripping down Zhou Lu's pale buttocks onto the bed. Zhou Lu showed no reaction to Wang Ren's cruel violation; her two round, firm legs limply hung on Wang Ren's back, her bare, slender, beautiful feet swaying weakly.

Ren Meng felt a wave of dizziness wash over her; her heart felt like it was bleeding. At this moment, Ren Meng felt a sharp pain in both breasts. Her dazed, beautiful eyes glanced mournfully at the face of the man who was fondling her breasts and ejaculating inside her with throbbing pleasure. She closed her eyes in pain and helplessness, two streams of tears flowing down her pale cheeks.

After a while, Wang Ren, who was on top of Zhou Lu, noticeably increased the frequency of his hip thrusts. His breathing became more rapid, and his penis pumped faster and faster inside Zhou Lu's vagina. The violent shaking caused Zhou Lu to let out a soft moan, slowly waking up. Just then, Wang Ren also reached his climax. Suddenly, he thrust his entire body forward, shoving his penis deep into Zhou Lu's vagina, pressing against her clitoris. The pain caused the newly awakened Zhou Lu to scream, her body trembling. Wang Ren shouted, then his body stiffened and convulsed, his buttocks muscles taut. At the same time, Zhou Lu, pinned beneath Wang Ren, felt a surge of hot fluid rushing into the depths of her vagina.

After ejaculating inside Zhou Lu, Wang Ren lay panting on her body. A moment later, he withdrew his limp penis from her vagina. Zhou Lu lay on the bed, eyes closed and expressionless, a thick, reddish-white fluid mixed with blood and semen gushing from between her swollen labia. At

this moment, the last man, Wang Xiao, finished ejaculating inside Ren Meng and, supporting himself on her breasts, got up. Wang Ren looked at Ren Meng's swollen vulva, still dripping with semen, and lewdly pulled her full body close, kneading her snow-white breasts, saying, "How was it? My beauty, was it good? Hehe."

Ren Meng opened her eyes, glaring resentfully at the old man who had ruined her and her daughter's virginity, and couldn't help but sob. Wang Ren slowly smeared the semen flowing from her swollen lower body onto her snow-white, full breasts, saying, "Tomorrow morning, we'll all move to your house. I don't want to make love to you in this shabby place."

Upon hearing this, Ren Meng's body trembled violently. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she suddenly broke free from Wang Ren, crying out, "No! You're dreaming! What else do you want? Waaah..."

Wang Ren was furious and threw a stack of things in front of Ren Meng, cursing, "Who do you think you are? A whore, trying to bargain with me, humph! Look at this."

Ren Meng looked and saw a stack of obscene photos taken during the rape of her and her daughter. She looked around the room and saw four cameras constantly running. Her head buzzed, her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the bed. At that moment, she heard Zhou Lu's cries. Zhou Lu was kneeling on the bed, her round, snow-white buttocks raised high, while Wang Da was raping her from behind.

Wang Ren leered at the dazed Ren Meng, spread his legs, and pointed to his shrunken penis. Ren Meng's mind completely collapsed; this was exactly what Wang Ren wanted. Sobbing, Ren Meng slowly crawled over and knelt between Wang Ren's legs. Her trembling hands grasped his penis, and she parted her sensual lips, humiliatingly taking his penis, still covered in semen and her daughter's virgin blood, into her mouth, mechanically stroking it up and down. Wang Ren kneaded her two full, perky breasts, a lewd smile spreading across his face as he looked at the sexy beauty before him, who had completely succumbed to his lewd power.

It was late at night when Wang Xiao finally finished enjoying Zhou Lu's virginity. The six-hour ordeal felt like a nightmare for Ren Meng and Zhou Lu. Zhou Lu, experiencing her first sexual encounter and then being brutally violated, lay on the bed with a vacant stare, her young, pretty face streaked with tears. Her two healthy, full breasts stood tragically erect on her breasts, which were covered in white, filthy semen. Her disheveled, soft pubic hair and swollen, everted labia spoke of the beast's cruelty. The pain of being deflowered and the brutal rape left this delicate young girl without even the strength to close her legs. Ren Meng struggled to put on her torn clothes, holding her daughter and sobbing uncontrollably. She didn't know how she left that brothel, filled with bitter tears and blood, that had just robbed them of their virginity. She and her daughter, Zhou Lu, dragged their exhausted bodies home. They desperately washed their violated genitals, as if trying to wash away all the filth and sin left by the beasts. That night, Zhou Lu slept in Ren Meng's bedroom. Ren Meng held her sleeping daughter tightly, silently weeping. Zhou Lu woke several times from nightmares, letting out terrified screams.

Ren Meng couldn't fall asleep for a long time, finally drifting off to sleep at dawn. She didn't know how long she slept when she was startled awake by a rapid doorbell ring. Her heart skipped a beat, and Zhou Lu clung tightly to her mother, trembling. Ren Meng sadly pushed her daughter away and went to the window. Through the gap in the curtains, she saw her Mercedes parked in front of the villa. Wang Ren and the others, led by Xiao Lin, were already waiting at the door. Ren Meng slowly walked to the living room door downstairs. Her trembling hands turned on the security camera, and Wang Ren's repulsive face immediately appeared before her. Ren Meng felt weak and her legs went limp. She barely managed to steady herself by holding onto the doorframe. With no way out, she steeled herself and pressed the red button to open the door.

Soon, the men swarmed in as if they were returning to their own home. Wang Ren casually locked the door, leering at the bewildered Ren Meng. She clearly hadn't slept well all night; her beautiful face was somewhat haggard, and her loose hair was unkempt, yet she possessed a languid, noble beauty that captivated men. She wore only a thin silk nightgown, her full figure appearing and disappearing alluringly. She exuded the alluring scent of a mature woman, arousing Wang Ren's desire. A tent gradually formed in his lower body, and an unbearable lust stirred within him.

Wang Ren abruptly pulled Ren Meng's soft body into his arms, impatiently grabbing and kneading her high breasts. Ren Meng did not resist. She knew that resistance was futile against a beast like Wang Ren; it would only fuel his more brutal lust. As Wang Ren's breathing grew heavier and more labored, and the foul odor emanating from his mouth made Ren Meng nauseous. She turned her head away, closed her eyes, her delicate brows furrowed, and blankly allowed Wang Ren to fondle her alluring breasts, tears streaming down her pale cheeks.

Wang Ren carried her upstairs to Ren Meng and Zhou Jian's luxurious and cozy bedroom. At this moment, Zhou Lu, wearing only her pajamas, was curled up on the bed in terror. Wang Ren glanced at Black Hand, Xiao Lin, and Brother Wang following behind, then gestured to Zhou Lu. Xiao Lin understood, grabbed Zhou Lu's hair, pulled her off the bed, and said with a lewd grin, "Little beauty, you can't just watch your dad and mom make love, can you? Come on, come with us to your room for some fun."

Without another word, he picked Zhou Lu up and placed her on Black Hand's shoulder. Zhou Lu cried out and weakly pounded Black Hand's back with her two small fists, her two beautiful legs, exposed outside her nightgown, kicking wildly. Ren Meng watched helplessly as Black Hand carried her daughter, along with the laughing Xiao Lin and Brother Wang, towards Zhou Lu's bedroom. Her heart was bleeding, but she was powerless to do anything.

Wang Ren threw Ren Meng onto the soft bed, his lewd gaze fixed on the beauty before him, and quickly stripped off his clothes before pouncing on Ren Meng. Wang Ren stripped off her nightgown, revealing her braless body and her two full, firm breasts bouncing in the air. He then pulled down her newly changed pure white silk lace panties, leaving Ren Meng completely naked. Humiliated, she writhed her sexy body, her sensitive triangle, covered in neatly trimmed pubic hair, exposed to the air, sending a chill down her spine.

Wang Ren's bloodshot eyes stared at Ren Meng's jade-like naked body, her pink legs like jade, her mounds subtly defined… He swallowed hard, his penis already hard as iron. Without any foreplay, Wang Ren merely haphazardly rubbed her two high breasts and alluring vulva a few times before impatiently grabbing Ren Meng's two beautiful ankles and spreading her legs wide. He raised her hips, his penis comfortably pressing against her naked vulva, and with a thrust, the glans parted her slightly closed labia, his penis plunging deep into her deep, dry vagina.

Ren Meng's body trembled violently, letting out a poignant moan. Her body, devoid of sexual desire, was brutally violated, and Ren Meng felt as if her body was being torn apart, her lower body burning with pain. Then came Wang Ren's frenzied thrusting, his hard penis rubbing against her tender flesh. Fine beads of sweat appeared on Ren Meng's smooth, white forehead, her delicate face twitching in pain with each piston-like movement. To alleviate the pain, Ren Meng tried to spread her legs, attempting to accommodate Wang Ren's thrusts, and gradually the violation became smoother. At this moment, from Zhou Lu's room came bursts of terrified cries from her daughter and the lewd laughter of the men. Ren Meng's heart shattered. Her beautiful, sorrowful eyes glanced at Wang Ren's blissful expression between her snow-white thighs, then she painfully turned her face away. She inadvertently saw her wedding photo with her husband, Zhou Jian, on the bedside table. Seeing her husband still gazing at her affectionately in the photo, a sharp pain pierced her heart. She had a painful premonition that happiness had left her forever, replaced by endless suffering. The thought sent a shiver down her spine. She closed her eyes, imagining her husband glaring at her with resentment, staring angrily at Wang Ren, who was pressing down on her, exercising the rights only he had the right to exercise.

Wang Ren noticed Ren Meng lying unresponsive beneath him, her beautiful, vacant eyes staring blankly at the photograph on the bedside table. In the exquisite frame, Ren Meng, in her wedding dress, nestled shyly beside her tall, handsome husband, her beautiful face radiating happiness—a stark contrast to her current contorted face of pain. Wang Ren sneered, grabbing her breasts, which trembled slightly with his thrusts. He withdrew his penis to the vaginal opening, then forcefully thrust it in, slamming it against her uterine wall. "Ah..."

Ren Meng screamed, the intense pain in her lower body pulling her back from her reverie.

Wang Ren took a photo from the frame and mocked, "How loving! Tsk tsk, what a pity."

He then tore the photo to shreds and threw it hard at Ren Meng's face. He then picked out a photo of himself and Ren Meng having sex from a stack of obscene and shameful pictures of Ren Meng and her mother, framed it, grabbed Ren Meng's hair, and forced her to look at his masterpiece, smugly humiliating her: "Look, look! I'll let you see enough. You filthy bitch, having sex with me while thinking about other men, humph. Remember, now I'm your man, you should serve me well, you hear me?"

Ren Meng was utterly terrified. She nodded vigorously, bursting into tears.

"Tighten your cunt, moan like a bitch for me."

With that, Wang Ren began a new round of thrusting. Ren Meng dared not resist in the slightest. She cried and desperately twisted her supple waist, struggling to utter "Ah, ah" sounds. Her flesh, numb from being cruelly violated, felt no pleasure whatsoever, only pain. Yet, she had to desperately pretend to enjoy it, which made Ren Meng feel incredibly ashamed and humiliated.

Just then, the phone on the bedside table rang. Wang Ren stopped thrusting, but his penis remained inside her, gesturing for Ren Meng to answer the phone. Ren Meng struggled to sit up, her trembling hand picking up the receiver. She knew it was her husband, Zhou Jian, calling, because during the two weeks he was away on business, she had received his greetings from afar almost every morning at this time. Sure enough, Zhou Jian's deep voice, which she both longed for and feared to hear, came through the receiver: "Hello, is this Xiao Meng? How are you?"

Hearing her husband's kind greeting, Ren Meng felt a pang of sadness, and tears of grievance welled up in her eyes. Something seemed to be blocking her throat, and she choked up for a long time without making a sound.

Seeing that Ren Meng remained silent, Wang Ren thrust his penis forcefully against her lower body. Ren Meng snapped back to reality, realizing Wang Ren's cold gaze was fixed on her. A chill ran down her spine. She forced a calm, low voice, suppressing her grief, and said, "Yes, it's me."

Zhou Jian, on the other end of the line, deliberately teased, "Look at you, so listless. You must have just woken up and haven't gotten out of bed yet, huh? Hehe, you little lazybones."

In the past, such words from her husband would have felt sweet, but now they felt like steel needles piercing her heart. Zhou Jian asked again, "How is our Lulu?"

Ren Meng felt her heart bleeding. "She...she's fine. She's already...she's already gone to school."

After saying this, Ren Meng could no longer control her emotions; the grief she desperately suppressed caused her rounded shoulders to heave violently.

Looking at the heartbroken Ren Meng, Wang Ren felt a surge of sadistic pleasure. He lewdly grabbed one of her trembling breasts and began to thrust his penis in and out mischievously. Lost in grief, Ren Meng felt a tightening in her breasts as the penis inside her began to thrust violently again, the intense impact causing her to gasp softly.

Zhou Jian seemed to hear something amiss in his wife through the microphone and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ren Meng endured the waves of pain in her lower body, quickly trying to cover it up and change the subject, "No, nothing, just a bit of a cold. When are you coming back?"

"Oh," Zhou Jian paused, then said with concern, "If you're sick, take your medicine right away. Don't try to tough it out. By the way, I'm at Guangzhou Airport now. I think I'll be home this afternoon. I have to board now. Goodbye, darling."

The microphone slipped from her hand, and Ren Meng stared blankly at the ceiling, unable to imagine how her husband would face everything that had happened when he returned.

Suddenly, pinned down by Wang Ren, Ren Meng felt the penis inside her thrusting faster, followed by a tightening in her breasts and a rush of hot fluid deep into her vagina. Wang Ren gripped Ren Meng's two high, firm breasts tightly with both hands, his glans pressing firmly against her clitoris. He throbbed with desire as he ejaculated, desperately savoring the intense pleasure brought by the contractions of her soft vaginal walls. After a long while, his gradually shrinking penis was squeezed out of Ren Meng's still-tight vagina, a result of her humiliation. Wang Ren, panting, lay motionless on Ren Meng's soft, delicate body.

At noon, Wang Ren, burping, went to Ren Meng's bedroom. The naked Ren Meng lay quietly on the bed, her full body covered by a blanket. Her fair, bare shoulders, exposed outside the blanket, trembled gently. Wang Ren could vaguely hear her suppressed sobs.

Wang Ren climbed onto the bed, caressing the exposed section of Ren Meng's beautiful, white calves for a while, then lifted the blanket and embraced her soft body, kneading her full breasts with both hands.

At this moment, Xiaolin carried in Zhou Lu, who was completely naked, and threw her next to Ren Meng. Zhou Lu had obviously just been washed; her white, naked body still exuded the fresh scent of bath gel. After a morning of rape, her body hadn't changed much; only her slightly reddened breasts and somewhat swollen vulva still faintly showed traces of the men's abuse.

Ren Meng numbly let Wang Ren rub her breasts. When she saw the dark hands holding various metal instruments and Wang Ren's penis, a trace of fear flashed in her dazed eyes. She recognized them as enema kits for treating constipation and gynecological tools. She didn't know what kind of humiliation and torture she would suffer next, and her body trembled slightly.

Wang Ren sensed Ren Meng's fear. He slipped his hand between her tightly closed thighs, stroking her soft vulva while lewdly saying, "Your husband will be back soon. We should do something new and exciting as a greeting gift for him, hehe." As he spoke, his fingers slid back and forth between her buttocks like a venomous snake. Ren Meng trembled all over, feeling a chill creep up her back from between her thighs to her back. She couldn't help but shiver again, grabbing Wang Ren's hand that was rubbing her anus and pleading in a tearful voice, "No! Don't! Don't torture me anymore! Please..."

Ignoring her pleas, Wang Ren turned Ren Meng's voluptuous body over, making her kneel and crawl on the bed, then spread her thighs, exposing her anus and genitals. Ren Meng was forced to press her face against the bed to support her body, her knees on the edge of the bed. She could feel the men's burning gazes licking her alluring anus, which even her beloved husband had never looked at closely. Humiliation weighed heavily on her like the sky was falling, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Wang Ren forcefully spread her two snow-white buttocks apart with both hands, rubbed his fingers, which were dipped in saliva, on her reddish-brown anus a few times, and then slowly inserted them. Ren Meng felt a throbbing pain in her anus. The tight flesh hole instinctively contracted under the sudden intrusion of the hard object. The intense discomfort made Ren Meng desperately twist her snow-white buttocks and struggle.

Wang Ren's fingers slowly probed inside Ren Meng's soft anus, carefully experiencing the tightness and contractions of this sexy beauty's virgin anus, enjoying the hot and soft buttocks beneath her that kept moving smoothly like flowing water. Wang Ren grabbed Ren Meng's hair, tilting her face back, and pulled his fingers out of her anus. He then took the enema syringe filled with 500 milliliters of glycerin from Hei Shou and inserted it into her anus.

Ren Meng's voluptuous body trembled violently. As the sharp, hard nozzle entered her anus, an unprecedented tearing pain made her scream involuntarily. Then, a stream of cold liquid flowed in. The glycerin slowly flowed, and Ren Meng felt her lower abdomen begin to swell, her stomach gradually cramping. By the time all 500 milliliters of glycerin had been injected into her body, Ren Meng was already sobbing uncontrollably. Ren Meng

's naked body, like a peeled fruit, curled up on the bed. The intense urge to defecate forced her to tightly curl her two snow-white thighs together. Her whole body trembled violently, and she let out painful moans.

After a while, Wang Ren felt it was about time, so he ordered Wang Da and Xiao to each pull one of Ren Meng's thighs wide apart to their limit, raising her buttocks high above a plastic basin. Then, they pressed their hands on her slightly bulging abdomen and squeezed hard. Ren Meng could no longer hold back. She cried out, and pale yellow urine and diluted golden feces poured down her body. With the continuous contraction of her vaginal walls and anal muscles, Ren Meng's excrement and urine sprayed into the plastic basin.

Ren Meng was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear immediately. At this moment, the dwarf Wang Xiao brought a basin of clean water and placed it under her, carefully washing her filthy lower body. Then Wang Da and Xiao Lin pressed the desperately crying Ren Meng down on the bed in a kneeling position. Wang Ren, grinning lewdly, came up behind Ren Meng with his hard penis, kicked her legs apart, and placed his hands on her two high, white buttocks. Wang Ren inserted his penis into Ren Meng's vagina, which was instinctively secreting fluid due to the abuse, and thrust a few times to fully lubricate it before pulling it out. He then placed the nectar-covered glans against Ren Meng's beautiful, round anus.

"No..."

Ren Meng suddenly opened her eyes wide and let out a pitiful cry. She felt Wang Ren's hard penis slowly prying open her tightly closed anus and entering her. This terrified her. When the thick glans was completely inside her anus, Ren Meng was in so much pain that she was covered in sweat.

Wang Ren gripped her slender waist tightly, took a deep breath, and thrust his lower body forward with force. With a "plop," his penis plunged deep into her narrow, soft anus. Ren Meng's head jerked back, her taut body convulsing violently. She seemed to hear the sound of her anus being torn apart. An unprecedented, excruciating pain shot from her anus all the way to her head. After a long while, she let out a long, piercing scream before her body went limp and she fainted. Wang Ren let out a long sigh. Ren Meng's warm, narrow vaginal opening tightly enveloped his penis. As the sphincter muscles on both sides of her anus contracted repeatedly, her anus sucked at Wang Ren's glans like a small mouth, bringing him immense pleasure.

Wang Ren reached around from behind Ren Meng to the front, grabbing one of her soft, full breasts hanging in front of her chest. With his other hand, he gripped her long, flowing hair and began to thrust excitedly. Each thrust brought greater tearing and wounds to her, streaks of blood seeping from their point of contact, dripping down Ren Meng's fair buttocks onto the white sheets.

Beside them, the black-handed man, watching with intense excitement, turned his bloodshot eyes to the terrified Zhou Lu. He grabbed Zhou Lu's two delicate feet and pulled her beneath him, his large, dark penis eagerly plunging into her tender vagina, kneading her white, erect breasts as he thrust. Zhou Lu dared not resist, softly sobbing and emitting seductive moans with each thrust.

Wang Ren relentlessly violated Ren Meng's tender virgin anus. As his penis continued to dilate, Ren Meng's anus gradually became more accommodating to Wang Ren's thrusts. Ren Meng slowly awoke as Wang Ren thrust into her repeatedly. The lingering pain in her anus caused her to let out weak moans. She looked as if she had been pulled from water; sweat dripped from her bright red nipples, soaking the white sheets. Her twitching thigh muscles testified to the immense pain she was enduring. After a long while, Wang Ren let out a loud, rapid cry and ejaculated a stream of hot semen into Ren Meng's rectum, collapsing limply onto her wet, bare back.

Zhou Jian arrived in City B at noon. City leaders personally greeted him at the airport and held a grand welcome banquet. Zhou Jian hadn't been home for half a month, and it felt like half a year. Today also happened to be his 18th wedding anniversary with Ren Meng. Thinking of his beautiful and gentle wife and lovely daughter, a warm and sweet feeling welled up in his heart. Although Zhou Jian was eager to return home, he didn't want to offend his superiors. As soon as the banquet ended, he rushed to the Municipal Bureau, hastily explained his tasks to the duty officer, and then drove home with the gifts he had bought for his wife and daughter.

The front door was ajar. Zhou Jian inwardly scolded Ren Meng for her carelessness. He went straight into the living room, which was eerily quiet. Were they both out? His wife's coat and purse hanging on the coat rack dispelled this thought. Zhou Jian smiled mysteriously, tossed the gifts and briefcase onto the sofa, and tiptoed upstairs to the bedroom door. Just as he was about to push it open, he suddenly noticed several pairs of men's leather shoes piled haphazardly by the door, and faint, strange noises coming from inside. He was startled; his professional instincts gave him a sense of foreboding.

Zhou Jian swiftly drew his pistol from his waist, slammed open the bedroom door, and as soon as he entered, he felt a shadow flash beside him, followed by a sharp pain in the back of his neck, causing him to fall onto the carpet. The pistol flew from his hand and traveled a considerable distance. Before he could react, a pair of large hands gripped his arms tightly and twisted them behind his back, handcuffing his wrists with cold force.

Zhou Jian groaned and struggled to lift his head, immediately stunned by the obscene and gruesome scene before him: the once spacious, clean, and cozy bedroom was now filled with a foul atmosphere. The walls were covered with obscene photos of nudity and sexual intercourse, and a 34-inch television was repeatedly playing a group sex video similar to an adult film. The most striking image was a huge photograph of a beautiful young woman and an old man having sex, hanging prominently on the wall above the bed, filling the entire room with the atmosphere of sexual intercourse.

Zhou Jian was heartbroken to discover that in both the photos and the video, there were only two women in the picture: his beloved wife, Ren Meng, and his daughter, Zhou Lu. Beside the large photograph, a beautiful, naked woman hung from the ceiling above the bed, her hands tightly bound above her head. Her dark hair, wet and disheveled, cascaded over her sweat-soaked face. She shook her head frantically, uttering pitiful cries and pleas. Zhou Jian felt a surge of rage at the sight. This beautiful woman was none other than his beloved wife, Ren Meng.

At this moment, his wife was completely naked, her snow-white, voluptuous body sandwiched between two naked, burly men, struggling and weeping. One of the men stood before her, using his right arm to lift her left leg high, leaving her barely able to stand on the bed with only her right leg. Zhou Jian could clearly see the man's thick, hard penis thrusting violently into his wife's tender vagina. His lower body slammed against her naked lower body, producing dull "slap" sounds. His left hand was gripping his wife's plump, fleshy buttocks, leaving bloody scratches on the snow-white mounds.

Another man was pressed against his wife's smooth, delicate back, which was hanging up, his thick penis piercing through her plump buttocks and deeply inserted into her anus, viciously thrusting and raping her. His hands went around his wife's full upper body, grasping her two tender, round breasts, cruelly kneading the two snow-white mounds with his strong hands while occasionally squeezing her tender nipples with his fingers, causing her to scream in pain. The man who was vigorously having anal sex with his wife turned around unintentionally, and Zhou Jian could hardly believe his eyes. It was Xiao Lin, the driver his wife always trusted.

Right at Ren Meng's feet, who was being raped and abused, an old man lay on the bed with his legs spread apart, and a beautiful young girl knelt between his legs, mechanically stroking the old man's ugly penis in her mouth. Zhou Jian recognized Wang Ren, whom he had severely punished before. When he discovered that the one being forced to perform oral sex on him was his own daughter, Zhou Lu, Zhou Jian almost went mad. What he found most unbearable was that the person standing behind his daughter, holding her high-raised, snow-white buttocks and raping her tender vulva, was a dwarf less than a meter tall.

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