Erotic girl's buttocks

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I've lived in this world for nineteen years now...
Reborn from an embryo in my mother's womb, I'm now the most beautiful girl among beauties. I've even been admitted to the best women's university in the country...
Standing on the balcony outside the classroom, I look out. Every face on campus is incredibly beautiful and captivating, easily arousing men. Even the few female students with the most ordinary looks are still quite pretty and scholarly. And every girl has a remarkably sexy and slender figure. Their legs, long and straight, are full of youthful vitality and elasticity under their miniskirts.
Their tailor-made, completely form-fitting, semi-transparent uniform tops hug their full and well-proportioned breasts. The wide V-neck reveals their deep and alluring cleavage... A half-cup, sheer lace bra. Their pink nipples and areolas were barely concealed...
The students' pleated skirts were all incredibly short and fluttering. Even from the balcony, the hem only covered half of their thighs... A dazzling expanse of white, snowy skin... When they billowed in the breeze, the view beneath the miniskirts was indescribably beautiful... The
underwear, barely covering their private parts, was always paired with a bra. Lace, cutouts, sheer fabric, straps, super economical fabric—each piece more sexy than the last. Many girls, especially those who were sensitive to heat and had sensitive genitals, would even wear nothing under their short skirts...
The gym uniforms weren't athletic pants, but rather incredibly short cotton tennis skirts, just as alluring as school uniform skirts. Students run, high jump, layups, and pull-ups in miniskirts... even during off-campus sports meets. The only difference is that the teachers remind the team members not to forget their underwear...
"Qiaoyu, you're daydreaming again~" A friend gently put her arm around my waist.
"Time to go practice with the marching band~"
We walked down the steps hand in hand. I reflexively pressed down on my miniskirt. Many girls don't care about showing their underwear. But I think it's better for girls not to casually expose their underwear.
To avoid making other girls' schools feel inferior, our marching band doesn't have members. Instead, three freshman classes are randomly selected for special training before each competition. The prettiest, best-figured, and most perfect-legged senior in the second year serves as captain and leads the competition.
For the students, the incredibly alluring marching band uniform is just another uniform they don't wear often. The skirt length is no different from a sports uniform. It's completely unfamiliar. The only important difference is... The pleated skirts of the marching band are made of lighter, thinner fabric, making them easier to billow in the wind when turning the gun and changing formations.
A week of intensive training certainly couldn't achieve perfect drills. But when the girls' short skirts were neatly lifted, revealing smooth thighs adorned with lace panties, creating an alluring silhouette… even the most demanding marching band judges had to admit our team's dreamlike beauty…
Since the addition of the tiered formation to the marching band competition, we haven't won a single trophy other than the championship.
Pairs of incredibly sexy long legs moved up and down the transparent stairs, sparkling and breathtakingly beautiful. Even when a senior student suffered heatstroke or the captain fell because her boot heel broke, we could significantly recover lost points in this event.
Because winning was practically guaranteed, everyone practiced with ease and enjoyment. The newly designed marching band uniforms had hidden features, allowing us to easily widen the score gap with other schools. And our class had incredibly good luck with the draw. All three classes swept the top ten spots on the first-year school beauty ranking. Not a single one escaped. The senior joked that even if she broke her leg, the ten of us could still win.
However, on the day of the competition, an unexpected event occurred. Our team leader caught a bad cold. She was in good spirits, but her nose was constantly running.
With the entry time fast approaching… the teacher decided to appoint me, the prettiest and sexiest one, as the team leader.
“Qiaoyu, you’ll definitely be fine!” the teacher said confidently. “Anyway, you’re going to be the next team leader. Didn’t you pay close attention during practice? Just walk around the route once.”
Heaven knows… I was only admiring the senior’s beautiful legs… But I knew those lecherous old judges only liked seeing scantily clad girls. In that respect, I definitely wouldn’t lose to the senior.
Although my heart was still pounding, the students ranked second to tenth on the school beauty list were my strongest support. I changed into the captain's special sexy underwear, lined up the class, thrust out my breasts, took a deep breath, and led the students out of the rest area with light, graceful steps.
As soon as I stepped off the preparatory line, I was startled by the overwhelming flash of camera lights. I almost dropped my baton in my panic.
Luckily, I always like to twirl a pen when I'm nervous. With a flick of my slender hand, I swung the baton, creating a circular shield. My short miniskirt billowed up. My left hand reflexively pressed it down. Actually, the captain should have stood tall and let the skirt fly freely. But I was too embarrassed to let go immediately after pressing down on the skirt. So, blushing, I continued walking forward.
Although I had no idea how to conduct, the students were very familiar with the two pieces. They automatically formed various formations and intertwined according to the rhythm. My right hand was so sore. I tossed the baton to my left hand. As a result, my right hand involuntarily held down the hem of my skirt, which was about to flutter...
The students' movements were very smooth. The synchronized skirt-lifting actions drew cheers from the stands. I twirled my baton wildly as I led the students up the transparent steps next to the judges' table, tossing the baton back and forth between my hands...
Thankfully, with both hands busy, I finally couldn't hold down my skirt. The short hem of my skirt fluttered in the breeze, displaying my incredibly tempting lower body. The extremely sexy lingerie tightly covering my vulva must have already made the judges' noses bleed.
I tried to strike the most elegant and sexy poses, adjusting my soft body to various angles that would most easily expose me. The ever-spinning conductor's baton gently lifted my miniskirt... lifted it up... hooked it up... With the rhythm of the music, my beautiful legs and tender vulva were continuously displayed to the men below the steps for their appreciation... I think our championship is practically guaranteed...
The next song was just a formality. We quickly returned to the rest area. Although my performance was quite good, the last-minute change of team leader still made everyone uneasy. Everyone relied entirely on their sixth sense to arrange the formation. No one knew the score.
The team leader, a senior student with a cold, was asleep wrapped in a big coat. We dared not make a sound, gathering in twos and threes with our girlfriends to whisper.
Just then, the team leader rushed in: "Wow, that was fantastic! That was fantastic!! Qiaoyu, you guys were really amazing!!
The organizers have decided to award you a permanent championship trophy!" The door on the other side of the preparatory line , which wasn't used every year,
opened. A staff member rushed in and asked, "The audience is shouting 'Encore! Encore!' hoping we can go out and perform a short piece again..."
The students had only practiced two pieces. Of course, going out was impossible. Reluctantly, I picked up my baton and pitifully followed them out.
As soon as I stepped out of the building's shadow, the name of my senior classmate rang out enthusiastically from the stands. Many audience members had come for our school's most beautiful second-year student. No one knew the team leader had been changed at the last minute.
Although it was a little embarrassing, I didn't want to become famous too soon. I smiled sweetly and waved to each side of the stands. Reaching the microphone, I expressed my gratitude and apologized for not being able to provide a large encore performance.
To appease the hundreds of thousands of lecherous mobs, I announced that I would perform other baton tricks, causing the audience to shout my senior classmate's name again. And the powerful sonic boom of "I love you~~".
While waiting for the music, I tried hard to recall the scenes from my memory. Although it's an old game from over a decade ago, retro-style emulators are very popular these days. The female character from this fighting game is still a regular at cosplay events.
The organizers brought along the music and related game animations, asking me to carefully plan the sequence of actions. Actually, I'd already performed many of the moves. The remaining difficult part was standing on one leg, raising my thigh high, and letting the spinning baton slip under my miniskirt…
As the music started, I suddenly felt annoyed. Many of the movements were just too exaggerated and too suggestive… How could I have forgotten that this character was also known as the "slutty wardrobe malfunction woman"?…
Wearing high-heeled boots, I twirled and danced in place to the music. My pleated skirt, spinning like a disc, billowed high, displaying my incredibly sexy lingerie, my alluring vulva, and my perfectly long, white, and flawless legs to all the male audience members…
I felt so ashamed!!
Although the wardrobe malfunction woman's movements in the game were suggestive… But the developers would never let her expose her private parts... This is a general-ages game! Every skirt in it is a completely impenetrable iron-walled short skirt...
Even if the skirt flies up during a fight to the point where it's bound to expose her, her arms or weapons will always be perfectly positioned for defense...
From the opening animation to the ending video, there's absolutely no scene more revealing than the women's swimming competition...
And now, I... The prettiest and most charming first-year girl in the entire school... is almost completely naked from the waist down. Wearing only lingerie that barely covers her vulva, performing sex acts that should only appear in AV or SM videos...
I feel so hot!
But my sensitive body involuntarily moved that hard, long rod to the music...
I could feel the men's fiery desire... Their burning gazes stung my legs, making them ache, numb, tingle, and itch... electric... warm... hot... Oh... so comfortable, so comfortable, so comfortable...
I was so nervous I couldn't think straight... I just wanted to finish this lewd dance as quickly as possible, and then hide back in the lounge to cry my heart out... But my body, aroused... Yet, uncontrollably, I wanted to expose myself to the men's gaze...
In the game, she raised her thighs. I also raised my long, shapely thighs... In the game, she covered her chest with her left hand. I also placed my slender hand on my high, firm breasts... The spinning baton moved in and out between my legs, in and out. My hands moved like fancy ball dribbling, drawing all the men's attention to my flawless, delicate legs...
The panties tightly gripped my tender vulva, constantly rubbing against my incredibly sensitive spot... I could feel it. My pussy is wet... I... I... I can't hold back anymore... Mmm... Mmm... Ah!!
While the defense screen was in progress, I secretly unbuttoned the snaps at the collar. This newly designed honor guard uniform seemed to melt, splitting into two pieces from my delicate pink shoulders. I floated lightly to the ground... covering the nectar I'd just released during my orgasm... my legs were so weak... I wanted to faint... I wanted to collapse to the ground and start masturbating...
My incredibly alluring upper body was left with only a backless short top tightly embracing my breasts. It exposed my sexy shoulders, beautiful back, and the sides of my breasts... The girl in the picture took a step forward. Suddenly, she did a backflip! I didn't have time to think. I took another step forward, landing right on the uniform I'd just taken off...
In that instant of slipping, a sudden inspiration struck. I tossed the spinning baton into the air…
Although I can't do a backflip, I did a handstand, my hands on the ground. My two beautiful legs, stretched straight up into the sky, caught the baton with the long heels of my boots, and it continued spinning…
Although it only spun for a short time, I felt so ashamed, so ashamed, so ashamed… My short skirt fluttered down as I did this handstand, covering my prominent nipples. Exposing her slender waist, and her long legs with a beautiful, smooth, and delicate bottom, just like her face... and those wanton panties, still soaked in nectar...
The men all saw the glistening nectar on my thighs, didn't they? I felt like I was being played with by all the men in the room... being gang-raped by their almost tangible gaze...
"Mmm~~~" I couldn't help but moan... "Mmm~~~"
My body was so hot... My little hole was so itchy, so itchy... I... I... So comfortable... I want it so bad...
My arms were so sore. With a gentle kick of her slender legs, she sent the baton soaring high into the air. Following the movements she'd learned in gymnastics class, she brought her long legs back to the ground, one in front of the other, keeping them straight. Then she stood up and caught the falling spinning shield.
The game's music continued. But a deafening voice told me the performance was over.
"Perfect!! Youwin!!" The rough male narrator's voice made my breasts heave. I panted as I raised my aching, numb little hand, trying my best to strike the exact same victory pose as on screen… A gentle breeze blew by, causing my ridiculously short skirt to flutter, just like on screen. Let the men gaze upon my alluring vulva one last time…
The music ended. The entire hall was silent.
Then, a deafening clapping and cheering erupted like a nuclear explosion, shaking the concrete floor beneath my high heels.
I picked up my fallen marching uniform, folded it neatly, and covered my chest. I smiled and waved to the audience…
Before receiving the award, I changed into my senior's marching uniform, avoiding the embarrassment of my bare shoulders and back. Although it was a little tight at the chest and a little loose at the waist, it wasn't so noticeable against my original skirt. Unexpectedly, I was cosplaying a woman with a wardrobe malfunction. Surprisingly, all the media outlets were full of positive reviews.
Because times have completely changed. In these days, virgins are rarer than South China tigers. A pretty girl showing off her shoulders and buttocks is no big deal. My video was like a swimsuit talent show. Even parents brought their kids to watch.
The game developer quickly obtained my consent to announce a full 3D remake of the classic title, including a female marching band character based on me. The news immediately made it the most anticipated new fighting game.
According to the law, the company couldn't have me completely naked when collecting my body data; I had to wear at least a bikini. However, my underwear was already super transparent on the day of the competition, and my nipples and areolas were also faintly visible in my usual school uniform. So, although I only had them shoot swimsuit photos in those two uniforms, they practically possessed images of all my most private parts…
The development team accidentally released a fan-made expansion pack for the H-series of tailing. It became the fastest-spreading computer program in history, breaking all records for viruses, Trojans, and worms. Although limited by the game engine, it couldn't perfectly reproduce my allure. However, it applied the highest resolution layers to all three parts of my body, making it look like a photograph taken right next to my nipples.
Many girls in the school also enjoyed playing H games. Ironically, I was the last in my class to discover this doujin game.
Lately, every time class ended, many classmates or upperclassmen would come to find me. Everyone's lecherous gaze made me feel like I was in an all-boys school. As more and more girls played the game, the number of videos ogling my breasts and under my skirt became increasingly dense. This
was the overwhelming firsthand testimony from our school's internet. Soon, the "Tail-Following H-Series" became a hot seller again after two years of silence. Reprints sold out, then reprints again. Three editions sold out, then four. All stores sold newly compressed doujin expansion packs bundled with it. Many pirated gamers even went out of their way to buy an official copy to collect...
"I initially thought the game's graphics were heavily edited. But I never expected that Qiaoyu's nipples and areolas would be even more beautiful and prettier than in the game!"
"Seriously, really. Su Qiaoyu's breasts are absolutely perfect!! The game engine simply can't capture her alluring curves~~ And Su Qiaoyu is so sensitive. She's super~ cute~ when she's shy~. Her nipples get erect so easily~~"
"Su Qiaoyu's pussy is even pinker and more alluring than in the game... She loves to enjoy the breeze on the balcony. I checked with binoculars several times... She's so beautiful, sexy, and captivating~~"
"I'm in Qiaoyu's class. Her pussy is definitely a hundred times prettier than in the game!! Qiaoyu's beauty can't be simulated by a computer. Every time we have PE class, I secretly stand behind her. I really, really want to push her down... If only I weren't a girl and could have PE class with Qiaoyu~~"
"Qiaoyu's thighs are so white, smooth, tender, and so soft to touch... Her skin is so good. Even her feet are softer than my face... The skin textures in the game look so rough compared to Qiaoyu's... " Just as
the H-series of the tailing game was selling out, fan-made materials for the game also appeared. A skilled artist used Google's 3D graphics, along with numerous scenes of incest in our school, perfectly recreating the important buildings and scenes on campus, as well as all the places I frequented.
Players could finally escape the fictional scenes of the original game and start tailing me from the bookstore at the intersection. Follow me through the school gates, into the classroom… in the classroom, by the fountain, in the library, the gymnasium, the swimming pool… players can make love with me everywhere on campus, dressed in various sexy uniforms… humiliate me, train me, fall in love with me…
not just fans, classmates, upperclassmen, teachers. Even I've fallen in love with this game where I rape myself.
In the dim light behind the bookstore, a pair of round, white, full-moon-like buttocks trembled slightly among the books. Perfect thighs, seamlessly integrated with the curves of her hips, were pressed tightly together. Sexy sheer panties covered the girl's private parts… her vulva was the most alluring pink…
I couldn't resist reaching out. Gently cupping her round, perky buttocks ...
" Ah ... The semi-transparent lace lingerie couldn't hide the obvious nipples on either side of her neckline... "Ah... thank you..." Qiaoyu blushed and pushed my hand away from her chest. "Shall we... go to the front to pay, okay..." I put my arm around the beauty's slender waist and led her to the front of the shop. I secretly reached for her soft, pert buttocks. Qiaoyu skillfully twisted her body slightly, dodging my caresses. I found her small handbag, took out my wallet, and paid. "Ah... I'm sorry... I..." Qiaoyu blinked her big, watery eyes, shyly biting her lower lip. "It seems I don't have enough money... Could you come with me to the school to get the money?" I declined with some lame excuses, telling her to come back tomorrow to pick up the book. Qiaoyu pouted her incredibly sexy little lips and reluctantly agreed. She swayed her slender waist, displaying her most graceful and alluring beauty as she walked out of the bookstore. The game officially began. I started tailing Su Qiaoyu. Although it wasn't late, there were very few people and cars on the road. Qiaoyu was not only cute, but her personality was also full of curiosity, like a little girl. Even though the school was just across the street, she wandered around, looking here and there, playing with cats and dogs, looking at shop windows. She insisted on waiting until curfew before going back... In front of the shop windows, Qiaoyu always kept her legs straight and bent over, letting her extremely short mini-skirt ride up her smooth curves. Her perfectly sculpted legs, visible beneath her skirt, were revealed... She was utterly shameless. Didn't she realize how many elderly people with heart conditions would be killed by such a provocative act? In front of the police station, the lecherous policeman relentlessly pursued Qiaoyu, not only stealing glances at her cleavage and thighs but also making unwanted physical advances. He rambled on about escorting her back to school, but the clever girl naturally refused. Finally arriving at the school gate, while the gatekeeper spoke to Qiaoyu, I slipped over the wall from a spot I had already scouted, hiding in the bushes along the path to the dormitory. I saw Qiaoyu heading in the opposite direction. I quickly jumped out and hurried after her alluring legs to the teaching building. Although there was no one there at night, Qiaoyu gracefully held down the hem of her skirt and ascended the stairs with the most ladylike steps. I hid in the shadows, watching her flawless, snow-white thighs. In the quiet building, the barely audible sounds only accentuated the lightness, grace, and impeccable manner of her footsteps. She arrived at class. Qiaoyu was squatting beside her seat, rummaging through her drawer. The drawer was impeccably tidy, but filled with countless small, miscellaneous items… Qiaoyu bent over and stood up. Her pretty little hands rested on her knees, supporting her long, smooth legs. She gently massaged her thighs, which ached from squatting for so long. Her round buttocks reflected the bright sunlight streaming in from the window, gleaming. Her extremely short skirt could barely conceal her alluring genitals… Attack!! I pressed the game's command button and pounced on her!! I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to rape her right now!! Qiaoyu is so beautiful, so cute, so alluring!! Although the signing bonus from the manufacturers is considerable, the money for skincare products and clothes is never enough. Although I'm naturally beautiful and don't need makeup, I've always been very careful about sun protection, skin moisturizing, breast massage, traditional Chinese medicine conditioning, leg and buttock exercises, waist-slimming and breast-enhancing exercises... I've spent too much money elsewhere. I have to be more frugal when it comes to buying books. The used bookstore next to the school is my secret treasure trove. I always rummage through its basement for all sorts of cheap yet high-quality original books. The basement is very hot, so I always go there wearing my lightest and most revealing clothes. There are so many books, and it's so messy. It's easy to slip and fall. I often don't care about my appearance. My entire top is soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to my delicate skin. I usually can't even hold my skirt down because many of the old books are covered in dust. I don't want to make my skirt look all dusty. That day, I was looking for books in the basement again. I accidentally stayed out too late. The bookstore was about to close. The shop owner gently patted my bare bottom, exposed under my miniskirt. I was so startled I almost thought I'd encountered a pervert. "Ahhhhhhh!" I twisted my waist to avoid his increasingly inappropriate hands. "I-I'm sorry. You're closing, aren't you? I...I...I want to buy these out-of-print books..." The shop owner knew my hands were covered in dust. He put his arm around my waist and helped me up, smoothing out the wrinkles on my chest. He then pulled down the hem of my miniskirt that was clinging to my bottom. He stared lecherously at my chest. Only then did I realize my entire top was soaked again. The lace demi-cup bra couldn't cover my nipples and areolas at all... My nipples were getting hard just looking at them... "Ah... thank you..." I blushed and pushed away his large hand that was reaching for my chest. "Shall we... go upstairs to pay the bill?" For some reason, what was originally a single-story staircase turned into an endless vertical ladder. I wanted to fall behind, but the boss said I wasn't strong enough and wouldn't be able to climb. He would stay below to ensure my safety.

My hands were still covered in dust. I couldn't hold down my miniskirt. Helpless, I had no choice but to go up the stairs as he suggested. My pussy, my butt, my thighs must have all been on his radar...
A warm breath suddenly sprayed onto my already completely sweaty sexy panties. Oh! No! No! It tickles! No! No! The
awful boss pressed his nose between my buttocks. He braced his feet on the stairs. He cupped my buttocks with both hands, gently squeezing and pressing, lightly massaging and caressing...
"Ah! No! No! I... Ah! My... there... I feel it!"
Every inch of my skin below my waist was an erogenous zone. The slightest touch was enough to arouse me. I was trying to suppress the urge to squirt from my pussy. While twisting my slender waist, trying to escape the boss's grasp...
"Mmm... Mmm... I hate it... No... No, no, no..."
The boss probably realized that holding on like this was tiring. He was also afraid that I would slip and fall when I climaxed. He finally stopped teasing me.
However, I still climbed slower and slower, panting heavily, giving the boss dozens of times more time to watch me...
Finally, I couldn't climb anymore. I could only blush and ask the boss to push me up. The boss held my buttocks while struggling to adjust my position. It was a struggle to finally get me to the first floor. I sat on the floor, groaning, my limbs weak. My short skirt couldn't cover my private parts at all. The boss just stood there by the ladder, watching me stupidly, completely forgetting that he was supposed to climb up.
After washing my hands... I dusted myself off. I was still too tired to move. The shop owner put his arm around my waist and led me to the front of the shop. He then secretly reached for my round, perky buttocks. I slightly turned away to avoid his caresses. I found my small handbag at the counter, took out my wallet, and paid.
"Ah... I'm sorry... I..." Seeing my empty wallet, I was about to switch to card payment when I realized I'd put all my cards in the drawer. "I don't seem to have enough money... Could you come with me to school to get some money?"
The shop owner stared intently at my breasts. I offered some lame excuse to refuse. Humph! He just wants me to wear a miniskirt again tomorrow so he can take advantage of me. Ugh...
I pouted and reluctantly agreed. I walked out of the store, carrying my shopping bag.
Although it wasn't late, there were very few people and cars on the road. The school was just at the other end of the road. The whole way was bright and safe, so I strolled slowly, enjoying the cool evening breeze.
For some reason, I kept feeling like someone was following me. But when I turned around, I didn't see anyone.
I stood in front of the brightest shop window, bending over with my legs straight. My short skirt rode up with my hips, revealing my fair, pink buttocks and thighs... I knew how alluring, how tempting my actions were... If a stalker were hiding nearby, they would definitely be unable to resist pouncing on me and licking my vulva...
I gently twisted my waist, letting my skirt sway in the breeze. I skillfully and secretly pulled up the hem of my skirt. I let the man who might be hiding behind me see more...
I didn't see anyone suspicious in the reflection of the glass. Was I just imagining things? But I definitely felt like someone was following me...
I arrived at the police station. I deliberately chatted with the young officer on duty. If there was a stalker, he should have run away by now
. The officer kept staring at my chest and thighs. He even kept holding my hand and wouldn't let go. He said he was my fan. He'd been playing the game I endorsed during his vacation...
Humph! The officially licensed game hasn't even been released yet!! Although there are tons of fan-made games with me as the heroine, he's definitely playing the stalking H series. What a lecherous cop!!
He probably realized his slip of the tongue. He changed the subject, saying the security situation wasn't good lately. He offered to escort me back to school, saying it would be safer. Of course, I refused. I
checked the time. The stalker should have run away. I slowly walked back to the school along the straight line the policeman had spied on my back.
Passing through the main gate and the hallway, I arrived at the teaching building. If I didn't get my card back, I wouldn't even have money for breakfast tomorrow.
For some reason, I felt like someone was watching me again as I went up the stairs. Had the school recently installed some kind of camera? I pressed my already tucked-in skirt even tighter. I didn't want any of my underwear showing in the school's security archives.
Finally, I reached the classroom. I immediately put all my cards back in my wallet. But then I felt like someone was watching me again…
Had the campus been invaded by a stalker?
I deliberately fiddled with things in my drawer. I grabbed a pair of scissors, ready to tear open my handbag at any moment. The handbag had a stun gun alarm inside. If the lining was ripped or the strap cut, it would make a deafening bang.
I pretended my legs were sore. I bent over and stood up, gently pushing off the ground with my legs to straighten them. I swayed my buttocks slightly in the direction I suspected most. I secretly gripped the scissors, displaying the alluring beauty beneath my miniskirt to any stalker hiding nearby…
While kneading my own white, tender thighs…
“Mmm… mmm…” I couldn’t help but moan softly. “Mmm…”
The stalker didn’t appear. Maybe I was just imagining things. I was so nervous lately because of my classmates’ upperclassmen. Heaven knows how many girls like playing H games… and the targets of their humiliation are their classmates’ underclassmen… Even my girlfriends are always taking advantage of them… Humph! Ugh…
Leaving the classroom, I walked along the fragrant path towards the cold spring fountain garden at the back of the academy. This was the beauty spring discovered by the academy’s founder. It contains many ingredients that are very good for girls’ skin.
At the end of the side path in front of the fountain is a drinking fountain, connected to the underground water vein of the cold spring. It also has necessary filtration measures. Many students in the academy like to drink the water here. I'm no exception.
I've spent too long in the bookstore basement and chatted with the lecherous policeman for ages. Now I'm incredibly thirsty. I smoothed my skirt as I walked up the steps, bent down, and sipped the cool underground water.
The water flow seemed a bit heavier than usual today, splashing my already dry shirt completely wet again. I gently unbuttoned my shirt, cupped a little ice water in my slender hands, and rubbed it on the upper edge of my bra. This was both elegant and effective in cooling me down. I brushed my long hair behind my ears. Just as I was about to button up my shirt…
Attack!!
Someone suddenly lunged at me from behind!!
I wanted to scream!! I wanted to run away!! But the world seemed to have been switched on. I was horrified to find myself completely unable to move…
I slowly awoke from the dream of being raped…
My naked little hole was soaking wet… Ugh… I have to wash the sheets again…
I took my muddy underwear from the bedside to the laundry basket. Then, wiggling my hips, I walked to the wardrobe…
After thinking for a moment, I blushed, naked from the waist down, and sat shyly on the chair. I'll play one more level of the tail-walking game.
I thought of the pure and beautiful Qiaoyu in the game, always being fucked by me, the Qiaoyu on the screen, until she was panting and begging for mercy. My pussy is always uncontrollably wet... constantly squirting...
Even though I'm controlling the forceful abuser, the perverted stalker, when I see my incredibly beautiful self on screen, I can't help but imagine myself as the heroine in the game... She is me, after all... I love wearing the same alluring dresses as in the levels, then locking the door and raping myself in front of the computer...
With every keystroke, every mouse movement, my left hand simultaneously rubs, massages, and caresses my own body…
I long to walk to the old bookstore at the intersection, dressed in my most sexy and revealing clothes, and let a lustful man imprison me in the basement… love me, fuck me, do me, discipline me, humiliate me, and feed me his semen every day… spraying thick fluid all over my head and face…
Of course, before that, he must pass through various tests. He must first stalk me to prove his strength and love for me. I will change into my sexiest school uniform, marching uniform, gymnastics uniform, sportswear, slit swimsuit, bikini, cheerleader outfit... all sorts of elegant yet lewd movements and dances to display my exquisite body...
He must conquer me both physically and mentally.
He will fuck me in the classroom, holding me tightly in my full sexy uniform. He will pull off my top, lick my bra straps, bite my bra cups, suck my nipples... He will insert his huge penis into the hidden clasp of my miniskirt. His hard penis will break free of the restraints. Then, like a flagpole raised high, he will spread my pleated skirt onto the table. Let the extremely short hem of my skirt absorb the specks of blood left by others…
He wants to have sex with me by the fountain, let me, dressed in my uniform, enjoy the pleasures of love in the cold spring. The clear spring, full of beautifying effects… His thick, long syringe will be injected into my incredibly tight little hole… The powerful piston will draw out the last bit of menstrual blood each month, wash it with spring water, draw it out again, wash it with spring water again… Making my little hole more fragrant, tighter, more alluring…
He wants to have sex with me in the library, in front of the other students. Hiding under the long table. His tongue and fingers will satisfy me. He will gently bite my clitoris, kiss my tender lips, and his nimble penis will lick my entrance. He swallowed every spurt of my juices with his unparalleled lung capacity… He loved me to death… He loved drinking my vaginal fluids so much…
He wanted to fuck me in the gymnasium. To penetrate me while I was wearing my leotard. He wanted to cut open the bindings on my chest. To let my breasts pop out from the taut fabric… To let my high, firm peaks give him a blowjob… He wanted to shoot his thick semen all over my pretty face, then into my throat, and then into my tight little hole. Then slowly soak my leotard. Drop by drop…
He wanted to fuck me by the pool, fuck me in the pool. Fuck me in the deep end of the pool. He fucked me so hard I couldn't breathe, kissed me so hard I couldn't speak... All the oxygen my alluring body craved had to be delivered to me by his lovingly deep throat, through his tongue... He wanted to fuck me while swimming, while diving, while fucking me, constantly fucking me, thrusting into me...
Whenever I mentioned him, I wasn't thinking about him at all. Instead, I was being forcefully fucked by him, panting and moaning, crying out loud, constantly orgasming and losing consciousness...
I really wanted to be like Qiaoyu in the game, not only enjoying men's visual voyeurism every day, but also enjoying penetration, vaginal penetration, ejaculation inside... And the sweet, rich, high-protein beauty fluid they secreted. A secluded valley, nourishing my ever-draining moisture...
Hmm. Of course. These are all just my sexual fantasies...
That used bookstore outside the academy doesn't even have a basement. And the owner is an old lady who knows absolutely nothing about computers.
"Qiaoyu...please...please...okay~"
"No, no, no!! Absolutely not!! No means no!!"
"Don't be like that, Qiaoyu...it's not real. It's just a booth event...and I heard a lot of upperclassmen have already registered and reserved..."
"Everything's already reserved!! Ugh~~~ No, no, no~~"
"Okay, Qiaoyu. You're clearly being soft-hearted...hehe...your eyes just betrayed you...your cheeks are so cute, all red~"
During the school festival, our class's activity was a real-life version of tailing.
Although it couldn't offer many options. However, all the main scenes on campus are equipped with cosplay tailing experiences.
As the heroine, I obviously can't be in two places at once. But all the pretty girls in my class have changed their hairstyles to be exactly like mine and are wearing outfits from the game.
Each level will host a tailing challenge competition. Follow the girls in charge of receiving guests according to the computer game rules.
The champions of each level can then participate in the final. Starting from the main gate, you will tail the girls all the way to the final pure love ending scene.
The top three players with the least time and the best overall performance can take photos with me at various famous scenes along the pure love route. They can also receive a life-size poster scroll with my autograph.
To encourage players' enthusiasm, I will randomly serve as the reception girl in each level.
In addition to being able to admire my face and figure up close and peek under my skirt, every action command in the game is legal.
You can attack me, hug me tightly, push me down, knead my soft, smooth breasts, slip your hands inside my collar to caress me, tease me under my miniskirt, forcefully kiss me, stick your tongue into my mouth, give me a long, wet French kiss...
You can tear my shirt, rip off my bra, ride me like in a video game, your long, huge penis pressing against me... You can lick my nipples, kiss every inch of my body, let your hands roam over my skin, feel my perfect skin that's smoother and firmer than silk...
You can even... fuck me. Fuck me hard, fuck me until I orgasm, fuck me until I pass out, shoot all your thick juices into my tight, alluring virgin hole... shoot into my equally untouched anus... shoot into my mouth that probably can't hold my whole cock...
Tomorrow is the school festival. Why don't you sign up?
Maybe... I'll even be waiting for you at the gate without underwear!!

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