Qian, a senior student at the research institute

Qian was a senior of mine, five years my senior. She was petite with a cute face and dimples,
and while short, her figure was perfectly proportioned. She was also academically gifted—a pretty perfect woman.
However, perhaps because she was much older than her classmates, I never heard any rumors about her during our four years of university.
Instead, she was a popular senior among her classmates and younger students.

After graduating from our department, Qian went on to graduate school at the same university. Because there were few people in our department, and Qian and I shared common interests, we got along very well.
Even after she went to graduate school, we kept in touch because it was at the same university. I often went to Qian's lab to chat on the BBS,
discussing our shared favorite anime and comics. When I had academic problems, Qian always helped me without hesitation, and I helped Qian
with computer problems. Although we shared common interests and topics, perhaps it was because Qian was much older than me!
Therefore, even though I was notorious for being a womanizer in the department, I had no romantic feelings for Qian...

After graduation, besides saying goodbye to the teachers, I certainly wouldn't forget to say goodbye to this senior who had taken such good care of me.
I gently pushed open the door to Qian's research room and saw that her computer was on, but she was asleep on her desk because she was tired. Because
Qian had only been sleeping for a short time, she wasn't very sleepy yet. She woke up after I entered, and after seeing that it was me, she nodded to me as usual,
told me to make myself at home, and then went back to sleeping.

Because Qian was so tired, I felt embarrassed to ask her to chat with me, so I focused on typing on the BBS. After typing
for a while, I glanced at Qian next to me, and good heavens! I hadn't noticed her because she was wearing a coat, but I saw it when it slipped down
. Perhaps because it was hot today, Qian was wearing a collarless, sleeveless, pure white dress. What surprised me even more was
that Qian was wearing a deep purple bra today. Staring blankly at Qian's back, the thin white fabric couldn't conceal
the purple bra underneath, making me swallow hard. I mustered my courage, quietly got up, and squatted down next to Qian to observe her sleeping posture
. Looking down, although Qian was petite, her proportions were quite good. From the side, I could see the bulge of her chest, and because it was sleeveless
, I could see the outline of her bra covering her breasts. Looking further down, I saw that the dress was a mini-skirt,
revealing more than three-quarters of her thighs. I became even bolder, lowering myself
to . Qian's panties were also deep purple, which made me even more aroused. But since Qian and I were just senior and junior classmates
, and she was so kind to me, how could I possibly take advantage of her while she was sleeping? So I forced myself to suppress my desire and
went back to my seat to continue typing on my BBS, but I couldn't concentrate...

About half an hour later, Qian got up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and started chatting with me. Since I had already
graduated and was about to leave school, the conversation inevitably turned somewhat sentimental and revolved around my future plans after graduation. Although we were chatting, I
was preoccupied with the scene I had just witnessed, so I appeared absent-minded. My mind wandered, and
as I watched Qian's cherry-colored lips open and close, I suddenly had an urge to shove my penis inside her. Thinking of this, I quickly
shook my head to banish that dirty thought. Qian was a senior, not a girlfriend!

As we chatted, I blurted out something I'd never even considered: "Senior, can I have a kiss as a
graduation gift?"

Qian paused, seemingly shocked, but still managed a smile. She asked, "What did you say?" Thinking that

I shouldn't be afraid now that I'd said it, I repeated, "Senior, I want a kiss from you as a
graduation gift, is that okay?"

Qian must have heard me clearly, and was probably even more shocked, but she still forced a smile: "Don't joke like that with your senior."

I, however, maintained a resolute expression, indicating I was serious.

Qian looked at me for a moment, then smiled awkwardly: "Okay! If it's just a kiss..." and turned her face towards me
, but what I wanted wasn't a kiss on the cheek, but Qian's lips.

I gently placed my right hand on the back of Qian's head, and moved my lips towards hers. By the time Qian realized something was wrong, it was too late
; my lips were already pressed against hers. Qian panicked and tried to pull away, but as soon as she managed to open her lips, my
tongue slipped into her mouth. She tried to push me away, but I held her hands firmly with my left hand, preventing her from moving.

I forcefully guided this deep kiss with Qian. When our lips parted, Qian gasped for breath
. Between breaths, she asked, "How come..."

Looking at Qian's heaving chest, I could no longer restrain myself. I hugged her tightly and kissed her
lips again, my left hand beginning to knead her breasts.

Qian seemed startled by my actions, struggling desperately to push me away, but I held her even tighter, my left hand
kneading her breasts with even greater force. After a brief struggle with Qian, her resistance weakened and she gradually softened. My lips left hers
, and I began to gently kiss her cheeks, earlobes, and neck.

Qian seemed quite receptive to my shift from rough to gentle, gradually letting out soft moans and offering no resistance
, allowing me to treat her tenderly. My kisses moved downwards...

I buried my head in Qian's cleavage, inhaling her fragrance deeply. My right hand embraced her from behind, while my left hand
slipped under her skirt, caressing her thigh. Qian clung tightly to me for support, moaning softly.
Because face was buried in Qian's cleavage and she was hugging me tightly, my face was completely pressed against her two full breasts, which
made my desire burn even more fiercely. My right hand fiddled with Qian's back through the fabric a few times, unhooking the back of Qian's bra.
Although the bra could not be taken off because her outer clothes were still on, I had indeed unhooked it. If I just pulled down her outer clothes,
it would be quite easy to take off the bra as well. My left hand gently caressed Qian's lower body through her panties, and I put my index, middle
and ring fingers together and gently pressed Qian's vulva through her panties.

Qian's moans and panting became more and more intense because of my next move: "No...no...I can't...junior
...stop it...there are...there are people outside the research...ah..." Qian said this, but hugged me even
tighter . Even though my left hand was through her panties, I could feel that Qian was already wet with her juices, which were seeping through
her fabric and wetting my hand. I gently parted her panties with my left hand and rubbed her already wet vulva.

I lifted my head from between Qian's full breasts and whispered, "Senior...you're all wet..."

"Mmm...you're so mean...it's all your fault...you bad junior..." Qian blushed and pouted.

I slipped my hand under Qian's skirt and slowly lifted her up. I sat on her chair, my erection rising with excitement...
My penis was pulled out from the zipper of my summer suit trousers. I had Qian sit astride my lap with her back to me, and I gently held
her. Qian obediently cooperated.

I slipped my hands inside the zipper of Qian's back, gently squeezing into the gap of her unhooked bra, one in each hand
, gently grasping Qian's breasts and kneading her full breasts. My fingers gently rotated her nipples, while my mouth
kissed her earlobes, neck, shoulders, and arms from behind. My erect penis, engorged with blood, rubbed against Qian's
buttocks through her skirt. Qian let me do as I pleased, closing her eyes to enjoy my caresses and kisses. Following her body's instincts, her soft
moans grew louder and louder... Qian's moans further aroused my desire. The movements of my hands and mouth became increasingly
intense .

The burning desire within me could no longer be contained. I abruptly pulled down Qian's clothes. Qian seemed to awaken from a dream,
trying to resist me, but she was restrained by my embrace and her body's instincts. Her resistance grew weaker and weaker, and I removed
her bodysuit. Her bra had long since slipped off her chest under my pressure, leaving Qian wearing only purple panties soaked with her juices.

Qian's figure was breathtaking; apart from her height, she was truly flawless, with
an abdomen without an ounce of fat and a slender waist. The light brown nipples on her full breasts were swollen and erect from the previous caresses. I
held Qian and gently placed her on the desk, kissing her lips again. Qian responded strongly.

Our tongues intertwined for a long time, and my lips landed on Qian's left breast. My hands also caressed Qian's
right breast and gently pulled down her panties to her knees. My hands gently played with her vulva,
parting her labia and inserting my fingers into her vagina. She made a "plop plop" sound and quickened the speed of her fingers going in and out. Qian
gripped my shoulders tightly with both hands, gritting her teeth and trembling because she dared not groan loudly, letting out soft
moans through her teeth: "Ah...ah...stop...don't...don't go so fast...no..."

After I pulled my fingers out, Qian breathed heavily, revealed a sexy smile, and slowly said: "Bad junior...you're so
bad...you've made me like this...I...I'm feeling it..." The lewdness in her voice surprised me even more.
Was this the dignified senior, Qian?

Qian smiled sexyly: "What's wrong...junior...aren't you going to continue?"

I was stunned for a moment because I saw a smile on Qian's face that I had never seen before: "Huh?"

"Bad junior...I won't allow you to stop even if you want to..." Qian said these surprising
words in that sexy and lewd voice.

I could only respond blankly with an "Oh..."

Qian completely removed my underwear, which had been pulled down to my knees, jumped off the table, squatted down, and pulled off my pants and underwear.
She gently pushed me into a chair, then hid under the table, gently grasped my penis with both hands, and took it into
her mouth, performing oral sex on me under the table. A warm sensation enveloped my penis; although it wasn't fully inside, it
was already more than three-quarters inside, and her head began to move back and forth. When she took in less of the penis from behind, Qian would
gently lick it with her tongue, but after a few licks, she would immediately withdraw her tongue and take in more of it from behind, repeating this
process . The pleasure intensified the moment Qian licked it with her tongue. Even when Qian's small mouth left my penis and took my
testicles in, slowly rotating them, that feeling was heavenly.

I was almost at my limit with Qian's oral service and was about to have real sex with her when, "knock knock knock..."
came a knock on the door. Qian and I were both startled and didn't dare to move. Luckily, Qian was hiding under the table, so even if someone came in,
if I handled it properly, they shouldn't notice for a while.

"Qian..." The door opened with the voice...

and in came Ling, Qian's senior from the same research lab. Compared to Qian's height of less than 150cm,
Ling, who was 162cm tall, seemed much taller. Ling was dressed very lightly today, in a pale yellow
dress with thin straps, and looking at Ling's shoulders, there was a transparent strap. Ling was probably wearing
a bra specifically for wearing with thin straps (I don't know the proper term!
It ). The dress was much longer than Qian's. She was holding a long red shirt, which she probably used as an overcoat,
and wearing high-heeled sandals.

Because I often visited this research lab, Senior Ling recognized me. When Ling saw me, she smiled and nodded, "
Junior, graduated? Congratulations! By the way... have you seen Qian?"

At the time, I hadn't taken off my upper garment and was sitting in a chair, so it
wouldn't seem too strange that I was just sitting at Qian's desk reading.

I could only try to appear calm: "No... no! Oh... she went out earlier."

Seeing my flushed face and nervous demeanor, Ling wondered what was wrong and asked with concern, "Junior, are you alright?
Your face looks so red, do you have a fever? Or..." and walked over.

I panicked even more and quickly said, "No...it's nothing!"

Seeing that I said it was nothing, Ling smiled and said, "Hmm...it's too hot..." and turned to leave.
Before leaving, she told me, "Tell Qian to leave in half an hour when she comes back! Tell her not to be late^^"

I casually asked, "Are you guys going out to play?"

Ling smiled and said, "Yes." "And to say goodbye to the graduating seniors." After saying that, she left.

I breathed a sigh of relief after Ling left and closed the door, and Qian also breathed a sigh of relief. She came out from under the table. It seemed that Ling's sudden
appearance had made us afraid to continue, and Qian's desire had cooled down a lot. Although her face was still red and
her breathing was still rapid, the desire in her eyes had lessened a lot. But looking at the naked Qian, I
couldn't resist anymore. I suddenly pushed Qian down, making her turn away from me, and made her put her hands on the table, her buttocks naturally sticking up. Qian struggled and said
, "No...no...I can't...outside...outside...Ling is...Ling is outside...". I didn't
care about all that . I figured Ling was already gone, and besides, it was graduation day, so there was unlikely to be anyone in the lab. I laughed and said, "She
's already gone...""Don't overthink it." I kissed Qian's back, then gently spread her
white buttocks from behind with my left thumb and forefinger. My right hand guided my now-erect penis, and I gently pushed it forward. My penis slid past Qian's anus, reaching
the crevice between her labia, and then slipped inside.

"Ah...ah...ah..." The moment I entered Qian's body, a warm, tight sensation enveloped my penis.
Although Qian's vaginal fluids hadn't completely dried, they were much less than before, so when I inserted my penis into her body...
Qian's vaginal fluids weren't enough to provide sufficient lubrication. Therefore, although it slid in smoothly, it felt somewhat restrictive. In
this semi-wet state, the friction was even more intense. The intense pain and pleasure caused Qian to cry out
. Qian gasped, but because it was a research room and there might be others outside, she didn't dare to cry out too loudly
. She only dared to hum softly.

"Ugh..." After my penis was inside Qian's vagina, Qian finally let out a soft gasp, which she had been holding back. I
held , and began to slowly sway my hips back and forth. With each sway, my penis was pushed deeper into Qian's body
. "Ah...ah...ah..." Qian continued to gasp, her voice growing louder despite her best efforts to suppress it.

Simple thrusting was no longer enough to satisfy my lust. I moved my hands from behind her back to her chest, kneading
her breasts vigorously. This combined stimulation gave her even greater pleasure, and she couldn't withstand the double stimulation. "Ah... umm... ahh..."
Her moans grew louder and louder. I then placed my hands back on her waist and gently pulled back, leaving only the head of my penis inside her vagina
. Just as I was about to withdraw completely, I thrust forward forcefully, all the way to the end. "Ahhh!" Suddenly, the
gentle thrusting turned into a violent pounding. Qian wanted to scream but dared not, letting out a few
moans before biting her lower lip and uttering broken, intermittent groans. "Ah... slower... slower... a little...
I... I... can't take it anymore..."

I continued my violent thrusting, again and again, each time reaching the deepest part of her body with a "slap! slap!
slap!" sound. Qian's moans grew increasingly louder... After nearly a hundred forceful thrusts, I
involuntarily let out low growls: "Qian...Qian...Qian..." repeatedly calling Qian's name.

"Ugh...ahh ...

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