My junior helped me masturbate.

I deeply regretted my actions. To atone for my sins, I studied diligently and even stopped going to club activities.
I figured the dance club wouldn't be greatly affected by losing a third-year old fogey.
But one day, a cute junior rushed into my classroom looking worried.
This junior was named Shu Rong. She had a sweet and pretty face, bright, sparkling eyes, and slightly dark skin. Her petite figure, about 155 cm tall, made you want to pick her up and play with her at any moment. If you had to find a flaw, it would probably be her flat chest.
Shu Rong asked curiously, "Senior, why haven't you been to the club lately?" She leaned against the window and asked.
"It's a long story, just leave me alone!" I said. Although she was cute, I was too shy to talk to her because I had pursued her last year without knowing she had a boyfriend and had been rejected.
"Come on, tell me!" A cute junior girl was hanging on the window, acting coquettishly. Her languid demeanor instantly won over my bored classmates, who urged me to put down my books and leave. Helpless, I had no choice but to leave the classroom and stroll down the corridor with her.
"What's wrong?" Shu Rong asked with her watery eyes. From this height, I could see everything under her neckline, though it was pitifully empty.
"Your senior did terribly on his exams and is at rock bottom. He feels immense pressure, and he's about to bleed to death!" I screamed in grief and indignation.
"Oh, poor thing," Shu Rong said. We were silent for a moment, then she suddenly giggled, saying mysteriously and playfully, "Senior, how about... I help you with one hand?"
My heart skipped a beat, pounding wildly. I was flattered, but I wasn't sure if that's what she meant, or if I'd misheard.
Seeing my stunned expression, Shu Rong held up her slender, dark, yet delicate hand and waved it in front of me playfully, saying, "Not enough? How about two hands?" She then waved her other hand in front of me.
I swallowed hard, my sense of morality driving me to ask, "But don't you have a boyfriend?"
"It's okay, it's not a big deal, you can leave it if you don't want it," Shu Rong pouted. "
It's not that I don't want it, it's just..." My mouth was dry, and I scratched my head, unsure what to say. I wanted to shout that I wanted it, but I felt it would be too heartless for us to do this behind her boyfriend's back.
Shu Rong stared intently at my downcast head and whispered, "Two hands aren't enough, how about adding your tongue?" My heart pounded, and I could no longer resist this irresistible temptation. I nodded with a silly grin.
Shu Rong smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, then watch closely! Two hands and your tongue!" As she spoke, she pinched her lower eyelids with both hands, stuck out her tongue, and made a face.
A cold wind blew gently by.
"Not funny?" the junior asked with a slightly embarrassed smile.
I trembled uncontrollably, unable to bear it any longer. I screamed and ran as fast as I could, disappearing at the end of the corridor.
In the next few classes, the junior sent me thirteen text messages apologizing, and even blocked my way home from my classroom after school.
"I'm not angry," I said weakly. That was the truth, but I felt like a match whose last spark of hope had been burned out, dry and shriveled.
"But you look very hurt," Shu Rong said guiltily.
"Of course I'll be hurt, you idiot... You know me... Anyway, you've brought out the dark side of my humanity, making me realize how awful I am that I shouldn't exist in this world."
As we walked and talked, we gradually strolled to the empty art classroom after school. My wicked thoughts started to surface again. I kept telling Shu Rong that I felt it was wrong of me to have such wicked thoughts, and implied that I would feel better if it was truly consensual.
Shu Rong gradually understood my hint. She was both amused and annoyed, but finally gave in, whispering, "Okay... I know... I'll... I'll help you..."
I was overjoyed, but still cautiously asked, "Really? You won't joke with me again, will you?"
Shu Rong nodded shyly and whispered, "It's because you kept forcing me like this."
I gently pulled my junior's petite and sweet body closer and hugged her tightly. She huddled against my chest, my chin resting on the top of her head, inhaling her fragrance—an indescribable, pink scent like a blooming flower.
I heard her rapid heartbeat. Her arms were pressed tightly against my body. I pulled her arms and guided them to my bulging crotch. Shu Rong didn't resist and obediently began to massage.
"Really... is it okay?"
"It's because you kept forcing me..." Shu Rong's voice was softer than the buzzing of a fly.
Through her thin white uniform, I touched her trembling body. She said with a slight reproach, "Don't do that... If you keep doing this, I won't... I won't help you anymore..."
I quickly coaxed her, and my hand obediently withdrew.
I felt it was about time, so I slowly unzipped my pants, took out my weapon, and took the junior's hand to hold it. I felt her slender fingertips press timidly a few times at first, then lightly grasp it, and begin to weakly and slowly stroke it.
How should I put it, her technique was undoubtedly extremely poor, but I still only had one word: amazing! Just being able to put my penis in the palm of this cute little girl's hand made me feel that my life had not been in vain.
"Junior, let me ask you something," I said. She hummed in response, seemingly still immersed in the stimulation brought by the hot penis.
"Have you had sex with your boyfriend?" I asked boldly and provocatively.
She was probably delirious with heat, and answered without hesitation, "Mmm..."
I was seething with jealousy, and said sourly, "Whose penis is bigger, his or mine?"
Shu Rong let out a "uh," laughed, and didn't answer my question, which only amplified my annoyance.
I deliberately thrust, shoving my penis under her uniform. My hot penis pressed against her stomach, and she recoiled in surprise, her buttocks resting on the table. I pressed my hands against her waist and thrust straight in. She was forced to spread her legs open; her legs, encased in cute black over-the-knee stockings under her school skirt, looked incredibly sexy. I gritted my teeth and said, "Junior, let me in."
Shu Rong paled, shaking her head with a mournful face. Her expression was one of despair, yet her body was weak and offered no resistance.
"Sigh." I stepped off her and looked out of the classroom with a melancholy expression. "In short, I can't compare to your boyfriend."
Turning back, I noticed that Shu Rong was now smiling like a blooming spring flower. She said sweetly, "Now I know what you're better at than him in, it's that you don't pressure me."
"I'll pressure you! Hurry up and pay back your debts, don't think it's all over!" I said irritably, pointing to my hard, shiny penis.
Shu Rong chuckled, obediently grasping my penis. This time, in a good mood, she unleashed her true skills. My penis was gripped tightly in her small hands, rubbing wildly like a vibrator. Shu Rong, contrary to her usual dignified demeanor, diligently worked on my penis. Her sweet and lovely face tilted up to look at me, then suddenly pinched her lower eyelid with one hand, stuck out her tongue, and made a funny face. This time, I truly laughed. Her moist lips moved slightly, her right hand loosening its grip on my penis, and her lips pressed against my glistening glans. Her honey-like lips parted, slowly swallowing my penis. Her warm, soft mouth was wet and slippery, and I couldn't help but let out heavy breaths. Shu Rong heard this and stared at me triumphantly. Her hands hung limply at her sides, her body slowly moving forward and backward, her mouth swallowing and releasing my penis in this way.
"How come you're so skilled? Do you often give oral sex to other people?" In my overly excited state, I deliberately insulted her, but she didn't care. She spat out my penis and smiled sweetly, "Thank you for your patronage. You're my 53rd customer. 500 yuan per time, thank you."
"You take money to give oral sex? Really?" I was stunned, both excited and pained, with a kind of pleasure similar to "humiliating my girlfriend," although I had never had a girlfriend to humiliate me.
"Idiot, of course it's fake! Hahaha!" Shu Rong laughed loudly. "Why are you so easy to fool? I've never met anyone as interesting as you!"
I was both angry and amused. I was disappointed but also relieved. After all, my junior had maintained the pure image in my mind. I pretended to be angry and said, "Damn it, you lied to me again. I'll fuck your lying little mouth to pieces."
I straightened my waist and aimed the tip of my penis at Shu Rong's lips. She did not resist at all, letting me roughly press her head down and thrust my penis into her mouth, and began to fuck her little mouth wildly.
"Gurgle...gurgle...gurgle," my penis, wet with saliva, made a loud sound as it went in and out of her mouth. My hands were on her head, and with each unrestrained thrust, the pleasure intensified rapidly. Looking at her childlike, innocent, and sweet face, my excitement surged. I asked urgently and tremblingly, "Junior, I'm about to cum, what should I do?"
Shu Rong glanced at me, closed her eyes, and didn't answer. Instead, she took the initiative to reach out her right hand and grasp my penis, her mouth only lightly holding the glans. She frantically and passionately stroked my penis. I was already at my limit and couldn't withstand this stimulation. I cried out, and my body convulsed involuntarily. At the same time, an intense pleasure came from my lower body, and a large amount of strong ejaculation poured into Shu Rong's mouth in waves. She used her tongue to block it to prevent the semen from shooting into her throat, but the amount was still too much for her to bear, and she frowned. After ejaculating, I weakly pulled my penis out of her hand and lips. It was rapidly softening.
Shu Rong smiled at me resentfully, parting her cherry-like lips slightly. Thick, white semen dripped down her luscious lips, then down her chin and onto her palm.
"Toilet paper," she mumbled indistinctly. I teased her, saying, "Swallow it obediently." Shu Rong pouted, her pretty face flushed, her lips still glistening with semen—a rather alluring sight.
In the end, I gave her some toilet paper, even though she had already swallowed most of it.
I watched Shu Rong wipe the semen from her hands, clothes, and socks, and said with satisfaction, "That was a little too comfortable."
Shu Rong smiled, shrugged, and said, "Thank you for your patronage, 500 yuan!"
I paused, suddenly suspicious, and asked, "Your last move was too skillful. You're not actually a prostitute, are you?"
Shu Rong laughed loudly, saying, "What do you think?"

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