Big-breasted slutty seniors love it.

Lu Pei-ching, eighteen years old, a first-year student at a private university of science and technology, is 1.62 meters tall and weighs 52 kilograms. She has thick, dazzling long, curly blonde hair, the ends of which drape down her neck like a loose scarf to her chest. Beneath the casually spread ends, her pair of fair and full breasts jiggle alluringly with her light steps. She is a girl who is not very bright, likes to dress up, and is very confident in her appearance and figure. Even in October when the weather is gradually getting cooler, she still likes to wear tank tops with denim shorts that reveal a little bit of her buttocks, and at most, she will wear a light jacket when riding her bike. Her pair of round and bulging breasts always jiggle energetically under the intense gazes of the opposite sex.

"Yohoo--! Here we come--!"

Pei-ching, wearing a pink tank top, and several female classmates arrived at the convenience store at the school gate. She called out to the big boys on the motorcycles, and the boys who were chatting in the middle of the conversation turned their heads to stare at her - and the beautiful scenery of her chest. These five boys were all second- or third-year students from the same department. Their lazy gazes brightened with Pei-ching's arrival, but only about a tenth of them paid attention to the girls beside her, which made them feel a little resentful.

"Pei-ching, is it just the four of you? Isn't there another one?"

"Xiao-yu had something come up and couldn't make it. Should I find someone else?" "Oh, that's a pity... No problem, it'll be five against four! It won't hurt for the boys to suffer a little, haha!" Although they said it was a pity, they were all secretly relieved.

They had originally planned to hold a mini welcome party, ideally with five couples, but Pei-ching had captured the hearts of all five boys, causing the girls' group to be decided before the party even started. This wasn't just something the boys were aware of; the girls, who had been mostly ignored and barely attracted any attention during the conversation, also noticed it. However, since they were already at the stage of preparing to leave, no one wanted to spoil the fun by calling it a day. So, the five boys and four girls, as planned, braved the cold wind and headed to the mountain park near the school.

Pei-ching sat on the back of a third-year student's bike, her hands clasped around his waist, her whole body pressed forward, her soft breasts pressing against his back with a tingling sensation. The second-year students nearby were so envious they almost cried. Fortunately, they still had long, white legs and the faintly visible curves of her buttocks to admire, preventing them from crying themselves to death halfway through the journey with resentment from their female companions.

The short four-kilometer journey was made to seem like a circle around Taipei by the third-year student leading the way. No matter how much the younger students teased him, it couldn't dampen the spirits of the leader, whose attention was completely focused on his back and waist. By the time the five bikes finally arrived at their destination, it was already getting dark.

"It's near the school, but it feels like we've been riding for ages! Hmm? Everyone's stopped?" "Our team leader is here, we need to scout out a bit..."

"Hey, there's a dead end up ahead! Stop right now!"

"Okay!"

No matter how unwilling he was, the senior could only obediently turn around and return to the spot where the four motorcycles were parked. After getting off her motorcycle, Pei-ching immediately tidied her hair, which had been flattened by her helmet, while the senior silently endured the cold wind blowing against his back under the cold stares of everyone.

This park, located halfway up the mountain, wasn't very big. During the day, it was occupied by the elderly, and by evening, almost everyone had left, so it was finally used by college students who liked to go out.

While the boys were busy building a campfire, the girls chatted aimlessly on the benches nearby. Now it was Pei-ching's turn to be left out. But she didn't care at all. She picked up her phone and chatted with her boyfriends from high school to the present. When she got tired of chatting, she swayed her large breasts and went to the open space where a small fire had just been lit to see if there was anything she could do to help. Although they didn't need girls getting in their way, Pei-ching was an exception. Even though she was just wandering around aimlessly, her eyes were practically feasting on ice cream, so why would they want to send her away?

The only thing she helped with was laying mats around the campfire. To lay them properly, she had to squat down, or lie on her stomach with her legs on one side of the mat, smoothing out the uneven parts. Needless to say, the senior who gave the instructions was doing it so everyone could feast their eyes.

The orange-red firelight bathed Pei-ching's large breasts in a fiery red, the golden sheen reflecting off her massive flesh. If they could smear some oil on them, the seniors would definitely be aroused. It was a pity there was no oil, but that could be easily compensated for by Pei-ching's breasts swaying almost upside down as she lay there. From certain angles, you could see the bra straps peeking out from her tank top, or the lace trim swaying against her breasts. Today, Pei-ching was wearing a bright orange bra.

After the setup was complete, the girls listlessly gathered around, while the boys tried their best to liven things up, at least to get the scheduled activities done. That being said, after a meal of food and drinks and performances that the girls didn't seem to appreciate, everyone gradually lost interest. Fortunately, the oddball among the girls—Pei-ching, who seemed to find everything interesting—was still clapping and cheering, otherwise the party might have ended in a bad mood.

"Ah—it's so cold! Senior, can I lean on you?" "Oh, or I can lend you my jacket, but you'll have to get it from my car... Wait a minute! That drink is Pei-ching's!" Some of the seniors spoke to the juniors who were trying to win back some ground, looking annoyed, and immediately shifted their attention when they saw anything related to Pei-ching.

"I'm so tired, senior, I want to go back... Can you give me a ride?" "I think there's still time, why don't you chat with your classmates first... Ah, Pei-ching! I know the answer to this question! 'Seven up, eight down'!" Some seniors were just going through the motions with the coquettish juniors, their entire focus still on Pei-ching's gestures. As soon as they gave the answer, they immediately abandoned the juniors and turned to answer the question themselves.

"Bingo! Here, have some candy!"

Whether it was the seniors who happily accepted the prizes or those who volunteered to guard Pei-ching's belongings, the girls, who should have been one of the main characters but were now being ignored, all had the same thought in their minds when all the boys were surrounding Pei-ching—why doesn't that bitch/slut/scheming girl deserve to die!

Regardless of whether Pei-ching's friendly interactions with the boys had ulterior motives, her large breasts alone were enough to make the other girls look down on her. Plus, she was currently the center of attention, making her even worse off, as she was expected to be the subject of much gossip from four jealous mouths.

"I'm so bored, I'm leaving."

"Me too, anyway, you guys have Lu Pei-ching, that's enough."

"Yeah, we third wheels should just get lost."

"Haha! Big breasts are great—"

A barrage of sarcastic remarks swept over Pei-ching, who was surrounded by the boys and about to recount embarrassing high school stories. Before she could understand why she was suddenly being targeted, the girls got up on their own, half-forced, waiting for the boys to come and offer their concern.

"You're leaving now? Stay a little longer, we can go back together later." "No need! There's only one way up, we can walk by ourselves!" Rather than wanting concern, they simply wanted to vent their frustrations on these ungrateful boys, spreading their unpleasantness. After thoroughly venting their frustrations and making the boys' faces contort in disgust, the four girls finally left, satisfied.

Unbeknownst to them, the slight annoyance they had deliberately stirred up hadn't dampened the lively atmosphere around Pei-ching. The boys, slightly provoked, quickly forgot their tantrums and stopped staring lecherously at Pei-ching and her large breasts. Pei-ching,

determined to rekindle the atmosphere, pushed herself to be even more lively than usual. Her heightened emotions, combined with the sweet taste of alcohol, made her almost uncontrollably high. Seeing her laughing and gesticulating, the boys began to bombard her with provocative questions.

"Hey Pei-ching, you've really developed! When did you start 'growing'?" "I've been growing all along! Haha!"

Pei-ching, her cheeks flushed, noticed the senior staring at her chest, so she lowered her head and looked back as she spoke.

"What? Are there bugs? Dead bugs have fallen into my clothes before, it's disgusting—" "What? Falling into your clothes? Is it stuck? Where is it stuck?" "Wait, we should ask when this happened? Middle school or high school?" Faced with a barrage of new questions, Pei-ching didn't have time to pay attention to her body, which wasn't itchy. After thinking for a few seconds with an "Hmm—" in front of the two excited seniors, she answered in one breath:

"It was during the second semester of my junior year of high school, the whole school was being sprayed with pesticides, and there were dead caterpillars everywhere.

I would avoid the shade of trees during the spraying days, but that time I didn't think much of it, and who knew that a dead caterpillar would fall into my clothes! It was sticky and prickly, super disgusting, absolutely disgusting! Because it was stuck in my chest... uh... I should say cleavage, haha! Anyway, the more I tried to pull it out, the more my fingers pushed it into the cleavage, and then it burst!

I really felt like I didn't want to live anymore at that time..."

Even though no one asked how magnificent Pei-ching's chest was during her junior year of high school, everyone automatically imagined a hairy worm being squeezed and squeezed to bursting with juice by two firm, huge breasts, and some people even got tents because of it.

"Question! Besides bursting caterpillars, has Pei-ching's chest ever squeezed anything else?" "Eh! That's a bit... cheesy—"

"It's okay, tell us! Everyone wants to know!"

"Hmm—"

Pei-ching quickly scanned the five boys. Their eyes were indeed focused on her face or chest, making her mistakenly believe that answering the question now would be the wise thing to do. Besides, her still-unsettled mind was also urging her to be more open and get closer to these upperclassmen. Pei-ching only hesitated for a moment before deciding to face the topic head-on—she didn't even consider how to avoid the question, just kept indulging in her slightly shy memories.

"I have, I have, when I was with my boyfriend..."

As soon as the expected answer came out, the boys immediately cheered with surprise, urging Pei-ching to continue.

"How? Like this..."

Pei-ching answered the question that popped up amidst the cheers, lifting her breasts together with both hands as she answered. Her two slightly overly full breasts were softly pressed together, the lines of her breasts forming an M shape, and a large part of her bright orange bra was exposed. The group didn't give Pei-ching time to adjust her posture, and then threw out new questions to coax her.

"Movement? Just up and down, like this... um... like this..." Pei-ching mimicked the motion of giving her high school boyfriend a blowjob while her breasts were cupped in her palms. She felt both shy and a little excited, and the boys' gazes made her feel a blushing joy.

"Wow! It must feel so good to have your breasts squeezed like that! I'm so envious! I'm so envious of your boyfriend!" "Eh... thank you, haha!"

"What thank you? You're making me envious and you still have to thank me!" "No, I'm thanking you for the first part."

"The first part? Oh -- it must feel so good to have your breasts squeezed like that?" "Um... um! Anyway, thank you, I don't know what I'm thanking you for, hahaha!" "Heh --! You're just thanking me, not asking me to squeeze them like that!" "That's a bit... hahaha!"

Although the alcohol did have a relaxing effect, Pei-ching was quite able to enjoy the boys' teasing. After all, it was a way of affirming her pride, as long as they didn't cross the most important line. After each conversation ended, regardless of whether she was thirsty, she would pick up a paper cup and drink some water, reminding herself of the boundaries so that she wouldn't accidentally cause the situation to get out of control.

However, Pei-ching overlooked one thing: she was frequently drinking beverages laced with alcohol. These sweet and delicious things made her laughter even louder, and she no longer tilted her head to consider when doing the shy things the boys asked her to do. Even when a boy won a game of rock-paper-scissors and gave her a bear hug from behind without permission, she was only slightly startled, and then kicked her legs up laughing as her armpits were tickled.

"What's going on! Hahaha! Ahahahaha! I surrender! I surrender, hahahahaha!" Her clean, hairless armpits couldn't withstand the tickling of sweaty, sticky fingers for more than a few seconds before Pei-ching laughed and shouted that she surrendered, even though she didn't understand why she was being tickled. When the tickling in her armpits started to hurt, she felt a sense of closeness between herself and the boys around her. A moment later, the tickling stopped, but her kicking legs were grabbed by two other men, and her feet, even more sensitive than her armpits, were attacked next.

"Ha, hahaha! Ouch! Stop it! I'll pee... um! Ugh, um... hahaha!" The intense itching, combined with her bladder tightening from her vigorous movements, caused Pei-ching, laughing uncontrollably through tears, to directly reveal this tantalizing message. Naturally, her feet, faintly scented with cologne on the boys' thighs, immediately received another assault. When she laughed until she could barely breathe, another boy moved to either side of her, pulling her tank top—which had revealed her navel from her struggles—up to her chest in one swift motion, then slapping her bare waist.

"No! No! Hahahaha! I... I can't breathe! Huff! Huff! Huff, huff... Ahahahaha!" Five sticky hands took turns attacking Pei-ching's armpits, soles of her feet, waist, and navel, focusing on two specific areas each time. They would stop as soon as the area became painful, repeating this relentlessly to push her to the limit of her senses and force her to believe she would pee.

Just as her laughter grew hoarse and distorted but still didn't stop, Pei-ching, having almost exhausted all her strength, slumped into the arms of the boy behind her, seemingly giving up. Her bright orange bra had shifted out of place during the intense struggle a few seconds earlier, but the shift was quite dramatic, causing her breasts to be turned inside out, the lace trim pressed against the lower edge of her breasts; amidst the waves of itching, her sensitive, erect nipples were visible through the thin vest. She vaguely sensed someone taking the opportunity to grope her breasts, but she wasn't sure if that person had damaged her bra. She didn't have the energy to think about it, as the painful itching assaulted her warm armpits and soles.

Pei-ching laughed until tears streamed down her face, her entire body flushed from the intermittent itching and pain. Her once-moisturized lips were now parched, yet the boys seemed unwilling to let her go. Only when her bladder, constantly assaulted by the itching, sent an extremely ominous signal did Pei-ching, amidst her continued laughter, widen her eyes, scrunch her face, and use all her remaining strength to hold back the urine that seemed to have leaked out. Her upper body arched involuntarily with the desperate effort to suppress it, her nipples forming two cute red dots on her pink vest. Suddenly, one of the boys boldly reached out and pinched them, roughly rubbing them, instantly shattering Pei-ching's efforts.

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

Drip, drip drip drip drip—just as Pei-ching's contorted features relaxed, a large wet patch appeared in the center of her low-waisted hot pants. Fresh urine dripped from her soaked thighs onto the mat, and within seconds, a large amount of hot urine gushed out like a faucet turned on.

"No! Ahhh...!"

The moment Pei-ching was tickled to the point of incontinence by the group, everyone except the two boys who were holding her tightly and kneading her breasts cried out and quickly moved away. Her legs, losing their support, pressed heavily on the mat where the urine was rapidly spreading. The wet, hot sensation, mixed with shame and discomfort, quickly spread to half of her thighs and buttocks. Despite this, the boy squatting next to Pei-ching, continuing to knead her breasts with one hand, did not stop, and the boy behind her also took the opportunity to stroke the area around her navel, which was already covered in male sweat.

"Huff...! Huff...!"

Once she had finished urinating and Pei-ching seemed to have calmed down a bit, the two groping hands turned into gentle caresses. One rested on her shoulder, where the straps of her tank top and bra were severely separated, while the other pressed lightly against her abdomen. Pei-ching could feel something pressing against her back, trembling and conveying a strong sexual urge to her without any restraint. Her mind was in a slight turmoil. She couldn't quite remember why the boys were tickling her, and for more than ten minutes at that. Even though she was quite aroused most of the time, and perhaps even enjoying it a little, losing control of her bladder was just too embarrassing!

The bra, stuck under her breasts, bit into Pei-ching with a dull pain. She then realized that she had been sweating a lot. The sweat, absorbed by the bulging bra, was like a torture device, causing her to quickly readjust her breasts.

The protrusion on her pink tank top disappeared, but the boys' interest didn't diminish at all. Everyone got hard watching Pei-ching's clumsy breast readjustment. Pei-ching had no time to care about the boys' reactions, because the damp heat between her legs would soon emit a foul odor, and she needed to deal with it before then. So she pushed away the hand covering her navel, stood up unsteadily, and awkwardly told everyone that she was leaving for a moment before heading to the public restroom next door with her bag.

"Phew..."

In the restroom filled with the scent of air freshener, Pei-ching wearily stared at herself in the mirror. Her tank top was rolled up above her navel, looking like a sports bra, and the sweat around her navel had become sticky and damp after cooling. She wiped her stomach thoroughly with wet wipes and toilet paper before pulling the tank top back up. The smell of urine began to rise, so she went into a stall, stripped naked, threw her wet and smelly underwear directly into the trash can, and treated the inside of her thighs, which were stained with urine, with wet wipes and toilet paper as well. Then she changed into a spare pair of black underwear, and took out her wet and heavy hot pants to wash them carefully with cold water until the smell was barely noticeable.

Pei-ching was the kind of girl who always carried a few condoms and a spare pair of underwear in her bag, but she never imagined she'd have to change her pants. Since it had happened, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and return to the campfire, her lower body exposed except for her underwear. Fortunately, no one laughed at her.

The boys had already thrown the soiled mat far away, but a faint smell of urine still lingered. So they moved Pei-ching's seat to the opposite side of the campfire, where the embarrassing smell wouldn't be so strong.

Pei-ching hung her now-scented hot pants on a mat, then, tongue lolling out, returned to her seat. She accepted a soda and received an apology from a senior who claimed to have suggested a tickling game—though she didn't actually know the cause of the tickling, or perhaps there was no reason at all—the awkward atmosphere quickly melted away after she downed the fragrant drink in one gulp.

Laughter erupted again, and Pei-ching perked up, clapping and cheering for the topics the boys were enthusiastically throwing out. When her throat became dry, she begged for a drink from the senior who had been standing guard beside her like a servant. She thought she was drinking the same low-alcohol sparkling beverage as before, but she had actually switched to soda mixed with whiskey.

As expected, this time, it only took fifteen minutes for Pei-ching, who was completely out of the mood, to feel dizzy and her speech became slurred.

"It's that... um... um... you know, that... um no, I don't want to... anymore. No, it's too spicy... um, um glug! glug, glug! pfft...!" The senior who had once hugged her from behind had one arm around Pei-ching's stomach and the other hand repeatedly bringing the paper cup to her lips. While Pei-ching still retained a little rationality, the alcohol and the hugs always made her feel unable to refuse, so she twisted her body and continued drinking, half-heartedly. However, as the alcohol further disrupted her thoughts, everything became completely unpredictable.

"Pei-ching? Pei-ching? Asleep? Hey—wake up! Sleeping Beauty!" Her ears liquefied the voice of a certain senior into a pool of soft liquid, comfortably pouring into her churning head, making her both happy and wanting to coax the owner of the voice. But while she enjoyed the gentle voice, she also felt her breasts being roughly kneaded, and her nipples were sore from being squeezed. She was both angry and happy about the boys' indecent behavior, but her thoughts and brain seemed to be separated by a thick membrane, all the negative emotions were filtered out by the membrane, leaving only the joy of dancing happily with her alcohol-soaked head—when her wet lips, which smelled strongly of alcohol, were kissed, everything seemed to become even better.

"Chu, chu-lu, chu-lu, chu-mmm, mmm... ah...! Haa...!" Her lips and tongue, a beat behind, began to move with the senior's onslaught, the warm saliva swirling in her mouth, Pei-ching always felt powerless, but very comfortable. Unfortunately, the kisses were short-lived. The senior's lips, trailing a trail of saliva, left her slightly parted lips, and he began to rub his face against hers intimately. As their flushed cheeks rubbed against each other's stubble-covered faces, Pei-ching's eyes widened slightly. The senior had slipped his hand under her black panties, three fingers together, rubbing her flesh up and down.

"Ah…! Hmm…! Hmm…! No… don't touch me… Hmm!" Whether the lecherous boys intended to stop or not, seeing Pei-ching moving comfortably in the men's arms, uttering such words with an intoxicated expression, no one would take her resistance seriously.

Within two short minutes of the flesh-touching caresses, Pei-ching's tank top and bra were removed. Her fair, firm breasts were revealed, with bluish-green capillaries distributed across her plump flesh. At the front of her breasts were raised areolas the size of half a palm, with round, chestnut-shaped nipples in the center. From the tip to the areola, the color was a sweet, light brown.

"These breasts are huge, haha! Hey, did you record it?" "Yeah, yeah! Who wants to go first?"

"Me! I love these protruding areolas... Oh crap! You're stealing my thunder!" "First come, first served! Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!"

Pei-ching was still immersed in the rubbing of her flesh, her mind too slow to keep up with the boys' pace. One moment she was blushing and showing a tingling expression to the phone camera, and the next a dark face was on her chest. When warm lips sucked on the top and bottom of her areolas and a wet, hot tongue quickly licked her nipples, the pleasure channel in Pei-ching's body that ran from her private parts to her head was split in two. The branch leading to her breasts split into two more paths, one enjoying a rough lick, and the other experiencing the stimulation of being pinched and rubbed by fingertips.

"Hoo...! Hoo-hmm...! Uh-ha...!"

Her two full nipples hardened even faster than when she was being tickled, and her clitoris swelled as the man's hands stroked it back and forth. Now, not only did her slightly wet vulva emit waves of pleasure, but the swollen, peeling clitoris was also more directly rubbed against the palm, making Pei-ching feel numb and unable to resist with each stroke.

"Oh! You feel something like this? Surprisingly sensitive!" "Hmm...! Hmm...! Glug...!"

"You don't have to hold back anymore! Your body has wanted it for a long time, hasn't it?" "Ugh...! Ugh...!"

"Forget about reason, just do it like this and it'll be done!"

Glug!

The moment the rough fingertips tightened her clitoris, the intense pain and pleasure jolted Pei-ching's head like an electric shock, causing her gaze to involuntarily flick upwards in pleasure, and saliva slid from the corner of her mouth.

"Ah..."

Whether it was her tender flesh being intimately caressed by the man, or her nipples being roughly treated in his mouth and hands, in the moment her reason snapped, Pei-ching realized that she had actually been enjoying it all along.

"So comfortable..."

She had no reason to refuse the caresses, because her reason had drowned in alcohol and pleasure, and now there was no need to grit her teeth or pretend to be reserved.

"Senior, you're touching me so comfortably...!"

Glug glug glug glug—taking advantage of Pei-ching's relaxed body, two fingers inserted into her tender flesh vigorously dug, and the love fluid gathered at the front of her vagina quickly moistened the two precisely moving fingers, and spurted out with each thrust.

"Wet, wet! My golden fingers are amazing!"

"Come on! Pei-ching is obviously nipple-sensitive!"

Actually, neither of them was wrong. Although the key to Pei-ching's loss of reason was the direct stimulation of her clitoris, the stimulation of her breasts was not to be underestimated for her sensitive constitution. If there were no attack on her private parts, simply sucking and tormenting her nipples would eventually draw her attention and make her show the same cute dazed expression as now.

"Hoo...! Hoo...! Mmm... Chu chu, chu, chu lu, chu lu!" Just as she was enjoying the stimulation of her flesh, the sudden hot kiss disrupted the steadily rising pleasure, but Pei-ching quickly found the pattern in the two dancing tongues and turned the intimate kiss into part of the pleasure. Sweat condensed on the other person's palm, stickily taking her jade hand and guiding it into her sports shorts, where a throbbing penis was eagerly awaiting her touch. Lips, smeared with their saliva, released her, giving instructions with a pleasant, low-pitched breath:

"Peiqing, hold it, like you're giving your boyfriend a handjob... ah, yes, keep going..." Because the other person was squatting to Peiqing's right, and another arm, which was driving her to ecstasy, was wrapped around her right armpit, she could only grasp the other person's penis and stroke it. The rustling sound of her hands rubbing against her shorts masked the faint sounds of masturbation, and Peiqing didn't have time to pay attention to the other person's facial expression. Now she had to try very hard to make precise movements with her tongue, but even so, she still felt deeply powerless.

"Chuckle... chuckle... chuckle... ah! Uh, uh-huh! Uh-huh...!" Her flesh, constantly being penetrated by two fingers, was nearing its limit, and more and more juices were gushing out, the strong, pungent smell wafting out through her panties. Even when having sex with her boyfriend, she usually didn't reach orgasm so quickly. However, her senior's fingers were inserted with a concave shape, and when he teased her, they always rubbed against the upper side of her vagina, where there was a G-spot that allowed Pei-ching to experience orgasm without needing to use her clitoris.

"I'm going to... I'm going to cum...! Ah... I'm cumming...! I'm cumming, ahhhhh...!" The rapid squelching sounds carried Pei-ching, who was being attacked from multiple directions, to the heavens. Her hand, which was gripping his penis, tightened with her heightened emotions, and the penis in her palm trembled. Thick, hot semen spurted out from the glans, which was tightly held by her thumb and forefinger. The moment the semen was ejaculated, Pei-ching's panties were forcefully ripped open, exposing her wet, smelly flesh, which was being vigorously penetrated by two fingers. A soul-stirring squirting show was performed in front of everyone.

"Senior...! No...! No... um, um! Uh-huh...! Uh-huh...! No, no, no, no...!" The flesh sucking on the man's fingers still appeared pink under the firelight, a stark contrast to the dark fingers vigorously digging into her. Pei-ching's vagina gushed wave after wave of love juice under the relentless thrusting of those two fingers. The senior's finger penetration made her both feel good and afraid; the force was rougher than with any of her boyfriends, but the intensity of her orgasms was also greater than before. Finally, her body obediently submitted to the finger penetration after her orgasm, her squinting, dazed face facing the phone camera, the sounds of rapid thrusting continuing from her lower body.

The boys took turns kissing the orgasmic, dazed Pei-ching, even though her tongue barely moved; each of them kissed her to their heart's content before letting her go. The fingering ended abruptly at the end of the fifth kiss, and Pei-ching sprayed her juices all over the mat. The boys didn't seem to care; they laid her down, removed her black panties that obscured half her flesh, and then played rock-paper-scissors to decide who would go first.

The first to press down was the third-year senior who had been tending to her flesh earlier. His penis was quite impressive, about seventeen centimeters long and at least four centimeters thick, its color as dark as the fingers that had scouted her body beforehand—in short, a thick, dark penis.

"Huff...huff...S-senior...?"

Pei-ching's head was still spinning, but she already understood what was about to happen. There was only one possibility for the boys to be pressing so close to her. She felt the strong penis rubbing against her wet flesh, the glans hovering at the entrance of her dripping vagina, playing a game of pushing and pulling, making her blush and her heart race. Unconsciously, she began to anticipate the moment when they would actually cross that line.

"Um... I have condoms in my bag... Ahh!" Before her moist lips could finish weaving her insincere words, her senior's penis suddenly plunged into her still panting flesh, stretching open the comfortably contracting walls and firmly filling Pei-ching's vagina.

"Hiss...!"

Even though her body had been used to having sex with different boyfriends every day since high school, Pei-ching immediately realized that she was no match for this thing after being penetrated by a penis that was stronger and more brutal than any of her previous boyfriends. Under the dominance of this mature and valiant penis, the memorable first time and the first time she had sex without a condom were all forgotten by her body; from this day forward, this wanton flesh would only remember this penis, the penis that truly "deflowered" this sexually experienced girl.

「佩晴的里面好舒服啊，我要开始干你啰。」

「是的……嗯！啊！啊！哈啊！」

抽插正式展开，学长的家伙果然不负众望，甫一开始就把佩晴给操到唉唉叫。强壮棒身连带着多毛睪丸不停撞向努力撑开嘴巴的小穴，一次次把它粗暴的形状灌输进去。直到和快感一同出现的胀痛感开始降缓，佩晴的蜜肉总算不再一面倒地挨揍，而是以大量分泌的爱液表示她正享受肉棒的侵犯。

As their genitals met, the cameraman, his erect penis swaying, squatted down next to Pei-ching. He couldn't resist reaching out and touching her large, jiggling breasts before, amidst his companions' hisses, pointing the camera at Pei-ching's flushed face and asking in a slick, oily tone,

"Who are you? What school do you go to?"

Pei-ching, her eyelids half-closed, stared at the camera. Her mind, still melting with pleasure, was just beginning to process the questions when she suddenly realized she was being jolted by the thrusts of his penis. Shyly, she raised her hand to cover her eyes and giggled.

"Don't film me—! Hmm, hmm…!"

Her hand was quickly removed, and her shy face, with nowhere to hide, playfully turned to the side, refusing to face the camera directly. But the cameraman had a way. He simply filmed Pei-ching's large, jiggling breasts, which bounced violently like water balloons, and casually pinched her erect, excited nipples.

"Don't film my face, then I'll film your breasts! Hey—my image quality is really high, you can see the bumps on your areolas very clearly..." "Ugh—don't film my breasts either! Mmm... Ah...! Ah...!" "Then turn your face around! Let everyone see your face!"

"Okay... okay!"

Pei-ching, who had been coquettishly and was satisfied with it, returned to the camera. Her cheeks were still flushed, and because the thrusting speed had slowed down slightly, the shaking was not as intense. The man filming, while touching her breasts, asked again,

"Who are you? What school are you from?"

The waves of pleasure reached their peak, and Pei-ching, looking directly at the camera, first let out a few comfortable breaths through her nose before smiling and answering,

"I'm Lu Pei-ching... XX University of Science and Technology..."

"Oh, what department are you in? What year?"

"Business Administration 1A..."

"Say it again, which class and who are you?"

"Lu Pei-ching from Business Administration 1A... um, um...!"

At this moment, the slapping sounds from her flesh grew stronger, and Pei-ching's expression tightened, her smile becoming quite forced.

"Then Pei-ching, let me ask you, what are you doing right now?"

"This... ha, haha..."

"Don't giggle like an idiot, don't avoid the camera. Come on, I'll ask again! Pei-ching, what are you doing?" "I'm... being fucked..."

"Be clearer."

"Having sex...being fucked by my senior...ah! Ah! Haa!" The force increased again, reaching the intensity that had initially made Pei-ching moan uncontrollably. Although her body was already used to this level of force, the sensation became extremely intense again while she had to concentrate on answering questions and maintaining a smile.

"Being fucked, huh? So direct! Do you like being fucked?"

"Yes...uh-uh! I like being fucked!"

"Ah, do you prefer your senior's or your boyfriend's penis? Why do you like it?" "Uh-uh! Senior's! It's bigger! Uh-uh! Uh-uh!" The crowd let out lewd laughter, but Pei-ching had no time to pay attention to them. That thick, strong penis was driving her to the brink of ecstasy, and she was about to climax again.

"Hey, come over and film her pussy!"

The senior, who was fucking Pei-ching, gave the order, and the interview was interrupted. What appeared on camera next was her wet, gurgling flesh being fucked. The man behind the camera stopped questioning Pei-ching, who was frowning and moaning, and instead used his fingers to tease her erect clitoris. This immediately made Pei-ching's premonition of orgasm come true, and the orgasm triggered by her sensitive clitoris swept through her entire body and mind.

"I'm...I'm going to cum again! So good! Senior! I feel so good! Ugh, ugh! Ugh, ahhh...!" As Pei-ching's vagina contracted in pleasure, the senior leaned over her, burying his face between her right shoulder and her neck. He slowed his thrusting speed slightly, but increased the force again. Her large breasts were flattened by his strong chest, her sweaty arms wrapped around his back, and her legs, which had been violated to the point of weakness several times, were completely limp. Her clitoris, which had triggered her orgasm, continued to rub against the senior's body, while the hand that had brought her to orgasm cleverly slipped to her buttocks, taking advantage of the chaos to tease her anus, which was not often violated by her boyfriend.

As their bodies intertwined, the penis deeply inserted into Pei-ching's body could no longer be restrained. The intensely contracting flesh finally squeezed out thick, hot semen from the swollen glans. Countless streams of foul-smelling white fluid splashed onto her open cervix, attempting to breach the cervical mucus and reach the woman's deepest depths.

Because the senior's penis was not only large, but his semen volume was also greater than her boyfriends', Pei-ching, with her cervix immersed in the scalding semen, instinctively felt the danger of fertilization. This extremely strong sense of unease stimulated her brain, which was already enjoying its climax. Coupled with the faint, penetrating sensation deep in her lower abdomen and the unsuspecting finger penetration of her anus, the humiliation and pleasure mingled into a fierce surge, jolting Pei-ching's dazed gaze upwards. Her bladder, already full of urine, became incontinent a second time.

"Huff...! Huff...! No, no...! Semen...! Senior's... semen... ugh! Glug! Pop! Pop! Pop! Glug!" Pei-ching, her eyes glazed over, groaned halfway through when another senior, who had been waiting nearby, straddled her head and shoved his erect penis, which he could no longer restrain, into her mouth. Before she could even get used to the contents, he began to rape her. The senior, whose penis was still inside her, got up with a look of pleasure, moved his limp penis a few more times, and then with a glug, pulled out his penis, which was covered in saliva, and stepped aside to clean up the urine that Pei-ching had spilled on him.

Clumps of semen flowed from her wet, smelly flesh, and before they had all flowed out, another penis arrived—Pei-ching was gang-raped like this until the dormitory curfew, when she returned to the girls' dormitory, covered in stench and disheveled.

"Card, card... huff... cough, cough! Ugh... huff..." When she returned, her underwear had been hidden away, leaving her only in a tank top soaked in mud and urine. The pink tank top, translucent from absorbing urine, clung to her large breasts, which swayed with her breath, and her erect nipples hadn't subsided for quite some time. Beneath her hot pants, which also reeked of urine, the flesh that had been continuously injected with semen or hot urine over the past few hours emitted a strong, fishy stench. However, there was another stench so strong that even the dormitory supervisor dared not approach her—warm semen and vaginal fluid flowed down her inner thighs, and not far from that thick liquid was another thin brown stream, dripping down to the bathroom closest to the door.

"Huff... huff... uh..."

Pei-ching finally reached her bathroom stall, and as soon as she pulled down her pants, the pungent stench of feces immediately assaulted the other girls in the stalls.

"Who's pooping in the bathroom! Don't you have any sense of public decency?!"

"So uncivilized! It stinks!"

"Ugh! It's all flowing over here! How disgusting!"

Bathing in hot water, Pei-ching had neither the strength nor the inclination to pay attention to the surrounding shouts of condemnation. For the past hour, she had been trying her best to tighten her anus, which had been completely opened due to the intense anal sex, but on the way back to the school dormitory, the senior students couldn't help but succumb to a strong jolt and directly defecated sticky, smelly feces into her hot pants. Her anus, which had been raped to the point that it couldn't close for a while, was like her cervix, constantly soaked in the semen and smelly urine of the men, remaining immersed in the stinking feces stained with semen until the hot water was poured over it.

A few days later, the sex video of Pei-ching being gang-raped was widely circulated online and on campus, and she began to be taken to the research lab, toilet, and even her rented apartment by several senior students from time to time. Despite being scorned by the girls on campus wherever she went, this hostility became insignificant in the face of the growing affection from the upperclassmen.

By the end of the first semester, Pei-ching had pretty little tattoos on her arms, pubic mound, and ankles, as well as tongue and nipple piercings; the rings on her nipples were the same size as her areolas. She became a girl who was always smoking, loved to make lewd jokes, and didn't mind boys openly touching her breasts. She attended fewer and fewer classes, and went out with the boys more and more frequently, eventually dropping out of school before even entering her second year. Even so, she continued to stay at different men's houses, hiding it from her family, and throwing herself into the lives of one group of upperclassmen and underclassmen after another who treated her as a convenient sex toy.

"Yohoo—here comes this horny, big-breasted slut! Tonight, we're going to fuck Qingqing's stinky cunt good! Heh heh!" Nineteen-year-old Lu Peiqing, a fair-skinned hottie with tattoos all over her body, arrived at the brothel where a group of boys were waiting, heavily made up and smoking a cigarette. A junior a year younger than her grabbed her breasts, which were jiggling through her tank top without a bra, and dragged her into the room. Several bags of white powder and knotted condoms used by the previous group of boys were lying at the door, but the boys inside were already naked and waiting to fuck her. Peiqing licked the white marks above her lips, stretched out her arms with needle marks and purple bruises, and climbed onto the filthy yellow bed that was ready to ravage this vulgar slut until she was dizzy.

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