Wireless remote-controlled vibrating egg

Qing, she's my girlfriend.

She's a very well-behaved girl, at least that's true before I got her. However, after we started dating, I
discovered that she's a girl who appears innocent on the outside but is actually quite promiscuous on the inside, at least in front of me. But despite her
promiscuity , she never lets me into her body. So I'm still a virgin,
and I don't know if she is.

Oh! I forgot to mention, I'm a typical high school student, a sophomore this year. Qing and I are in the same class, and she's the girl I
worked hard to win over after a year. In our classmates' eyes, Qing is very well-behaved, really well-behaved, and a little bit naive.

So I want to emphasize again, she's very innocent.

Her house is very close to mine, but far from school. So we always meet at the bus stop in the morning to take the bus to school
together . The story begins at the bus stop.

Today the sun isn't shining brightly, the air isn't cold, it's a perfect day for an outing, and Qing and I are waiting for the bus at the bus stop,
but unfortunately we're not going out, we're going to school. Today, Qing was wearing the school's standard semi-transparent sailor uniform, with a skirt
he had specially tailored, about five centimeters above his knee. His hair was tied in a ponytail, and he wore glasses that would make any girl look a bit dazed.
Combined with his sunny smile, he had the standard innocent look. But what he had just given me wasn't so innocent.

"Hey, Xiang, keep this for you. You can play with it later." Qing gave me
a me something that looked like a car pager, with four switches: strong, medium, weak, and off. "What
… what is this?" I asked, taking the strange thing Qing gave me.

"Heh, you'll see when you turn it on." Qing answered mysteriously.

"Uh… what kind of weird thing is this?" I squinted at him, seeing his expression.

Looking at the thing in my hand, I switched the switch to the weak position.

"Nothing's wrong, what are you doing?" I asked, a little annoyed.

"Um… I… I… first… first… turn it… off." Qing's face
turned noticeably red .

Seeing her strange expression, I quickly switched the settings to "off."

"Phew...this seems really interesting." Qing breathed a sigh of relief, then brought her mouth close to my ear and whispered,
"Don't tell anyone, okay? I put a vibrator inside my vagina today."

As she spoke, she pulled up her uniform, revealing the receiver hanging on her skirt: "The remote control for the vibrator is in
your hand."

"Really?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmph, you don't want it after playing with it all day? Then give it back." Qing playfully held out her hand.

"I don't mean I don't want it, it's just...is this really okay?" Looking at the remote control in my hand, then at
her skirt, I asked.

"I'm fine with it, go ahead and play." Qing gave me a big smile.

"The bus is here, let's get on first." I took Qing's hand and boarded the bus, of course, I put the remote control
in my pocket. There weren't many people on the bus, and there was a double seat available in the back. I chose
to sit by the window, and Qing naturally sat next to me. He first used his hand to pull his skirt forward from the back, then
slowly sat down. Because of the curve, the skirt slipped up to his thighs, instantly revealing his fair skin.

A thought suddenly popped into my head, and my right hand slipped into my pocket to quietly turn the vibrator to the weakest setting.

"Mmm... Xiang, you... you're so... bad." Qing's body went limp, her head resting on my shoulder.
I didn't speak, my face fixed on the window, ignoring Qing. Qing placed her bag on her lap, trying to reduce the buzzing of the vibrator,
but I think she was overthinking it. Sitting in the back, the bus engine noise already masked the faint buzzing.

"Mmm... Oh... Mmm... Ah..." Qing kept making soft moans.

The girl in front seemed to have heard something, turning around to look at us with disdain. I think she
must have thought we were doing something.

Hearing Qing's soft moans, I couldn't help but turn my head. A blush had spread across Qing's face, her
eyes were slightly closed, and her lips were biting and releasing, seemingly enjoying the stimulation from the vibrator.

How could I let Qing enjoy herself like that? I quickly turned the remote control off with my right hand. With

the vibrator off, the vibration in my lower body disappeared. Qing looked at me with displeasure.

"Hmph, you're so annoying, I was enjoying myself." Qing symbolically patted my chest.

"Hehe, if you want to enjoy yourself, I'll let you enjoy yourself to your heart's content in class later." I deliberately raised
my voice so the girl in front of me could hear.

"Ugh, forget it, we're almost at school, let's get off." Qing turned his head away, expressing his dissatisfaction.
"Haha, let's go."

I took his hand and, under the girl's gaze, led her off the bus.

Today's first class was English, and my English is terrible, but my quiz scores are excellent. Want to know
the secret ? It's simple, because Qing is the English tutor, specifically responsible for quiz scores. Her scores are always
above 70 or 80, since too high would be noticed.

Qing sat obediently in the first row. Watching Qing diligently copying the key points on the blackboard, I think it's hard
to imagine the lewd expression on her face when she handed me the remote control.

"Yuqing, write your answers to this morning's exam on the blackboard," the teacher instructed.

"Okay," Qing replied obediently.

Qing slowly walked up to the blackboard, holding her exam paper in her left hand and chalk in her right, and wrote the answers.

Since the first question needed to be written higher on the blackboard, Qing stood on tiptoe, straining to raise her right hand as she
wrote . Her uniform, pulled by her right hand, slipped off her skirt. Damn it, this idiot! The vibrator
receiver is showing! A wire runs from the receiver into her skirt! Oh my god, what if someone finds out?
A thought suddenly popped into my head: I suddenly wanted to see her reaction when she was discovered to be a slut.

I slipped my right hand into my pants and turned the remote control to a low setting. Qing's legs suddenly gave
way, and her handwriting became crooked. She glanced back at me, her expression pleading and shy.

Haha, how could I let her off so easily? I pressed on, turning the switch back to medium.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire class, Qing's hands could no longer hold the chalk properly, and her legs were trembling and tightly closed. The teacher noticed
that something was wrong with Qing and asked with concern,

"Yuqing, are you alright? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"N-nothing...uh...I'm...nothing...uh..." Qing answered 　　, her face flushed and her voice trembling .

Because the test papers were for students to check each other's answers and change scores, the teacher had already stepped down from the podium and was walking
among the students, checking if anyone had cheated.

"If nothing's wrong, continue writing. Your classmates are waiting to check their answers." It seemed the teacher hadn't
noticed anything unusual about Qing's uniform, and was hurrying her along as class was about to end. After speaking, she went back to looking at her classmates'
test papers.

At this moment, Qing's posture was very strange, as if she was trying to hold back her urge to urinate. Her legs were tightly pressed together, her
toes turned inwards and touching. Although her right hand was still holding chalk on the blackboard, she wasn't writing at all;
instead, she seemed to be leaning against the blackboard. Her left hand was holding the back of her skirt, but she didn't dare pull it down or touch her
lower body, which was throbbing with pleasure. After all, she was in the classroom, in front of the whole class. How could a model student
possibly touch her genitals? Although I couldn't see Qing's face at that moment, she was definitely biting her lip, because
I could hear her making muffled "hmm...hmm..." sounds.

It was clear Qing was almost at her breaking point, straining her entire body to maintain
a very strange posture.

Actually, I was afraid that if the teacher or classmates discovered that Qing had a remote-controlled vibrator inserted into her vagina, and that I had the remote
, I'd be in big trouble too. So I switched the remote to "off," and Qing immediately
relaxed . She moved slightly, as if no one had noticed, and continued writing the remaining answers on
the blackboard.

After finishing her answers, Qing turned around to leave the podium, glanced at me, her face flushed,
clearly aroused. I'm sure her underwear was soaking wet; even the teacher
could tell. "What's wrong? Your face is so red. Do you have a cold?"

"No, no, I don't have a cold......" But her expression was strange and complicated; I didn't
know if she was upset that I hadn't kept the vibrator vibrating or if the vibration had been too long for her. Anyway, he
gave me the remote control himself, so I can keep it. But I still don't understand why Qing
gave me the remote. Is she so naive that she doesn't know what I'm going to do? But if she's really that naive, she
probably wouldn't even know that wireless remote-controlled vibrators exist. Never mind, all I know is that
while I was controlling Qing, my penis remained highly erect, so hard it was almost painful. Every time
I wanted to take things further with Qing, she would always make excuses, leaving me with a hard-on all
day, only to end up watching porn at home to relieve my urges. This time, Qing has finally delivered herself to me, so
I'm going to give her a good beating and let her know the pain of unfulfilled desires.

After Qing returned to her seat, I turned the volume down again. This time, Qing's behavior wasn't as noticeable.
She shifted slightly from side to side to adjust her body, then remained still. But a moment later, she twisted her waist,
then pulled at her skirt, then placed her hand on her knee, then gripped the edge of the chair tightly
—a stark contrast to her usual quiet and attentive demeanor. Our tutor, who was also our English teacher,
was a forty-year-old man with a slightly receding hairline. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, and because of
his thinning hairline, we secretly called him "Mediterranean" behind his back. Later, to avoid being overheard, we shortened it to "
Dichondriac." Dichondriac was always kind and gentle to the high-achieving students, especially the girls, but
he always looked down on the boys, especially those with average grades, and was quick to berate them.

Qing consistently ranked at the top of her class academically. Coupled with her adorable appearance and outwardly portrayed
image of a well-behaved and innocent girl, every teacher doted on her, especially the English teacher. The English teacher frequently
called on students to answer questions in class. If he was in a good mood, he would call on students with good grades, cute looks,
or handsome appearances; however, if he was in a bad mood, he would always call on
students with poor grades or average looks, and even if they answered correctly, they wouldn't receive a pleasant look.

Today, it seemed that Di Hai was in a good mood, as all the top ten most handsome and beautiful students in the class stood up to answer questions. The
next question was Qing's turn.

"Translate this sentence."

Qing slowly shifted her body and stood up. Because Qing wasn't very tall, only
about 155 cm, she sat in the first row. I, at 175 cm, sat in the last seat of the row next to Qing.
From my seat, I couldn't see her face, but her voice was clear: "Mr. Peter, disregarding
his wife's objections, decided... ah..." As Qing began translating, the vibrator was turned up to medium
intensity. Qing, probably unable to withstand the sudden stimulation, let out a cry, but she remained composed
and immediately continued translating: "Decided to take his three sons... um... and two servants...
ah... by train... towards the major city in the center... Detroit... ah... um..." By the last
sentence , I had turned the vibrator to high intensity. Di Hai and the other students looked up at this model student,
wondering why Qing's voice and tone were different from her usual self.

"Are you feeling a bit cold? Your voice sounds strange. Hmm...wait, is there some kind of buzzing sound? "
I quickly switched the volume down to a low
setting. "Or maybe I misheard, it seems like there's no sound anymore; Haru, if you're not feeling well,
you should tell the teacher." I was already standing in front of Haru, shaking my head left and right as if to confirm I hadn't misheard
, carefully listening to the surrounding sounds .

Haru had already sat down, her skirt and thighs pressed together, making the vibrator's sound very faint
, but the stimulation was amplified by her tighter legs. The small vibrator was
vibrating , drilling into her sensitive vagina and clitoris. Who would imagine that a model student, a well-behaved girl,
had a remote-controlled vibrator under her skirt?

"I had a bit of a cold a couple of days ago...hmm, but it's okay...hmm." Haru was really good at lying, and with the flush on her face
, although her voice trembled slightly, I still believed it was just a cold. Finally, class ended.
In the ten minutes or so before class ended, I kept changing the intensity of the vibrator, sometimes strong, sometimes weak.
Whenever I felt Qing was about to reach her limit or was enjoying it too much, I would turn it off. This was my time to enjoy myself,
not Qing's, so I had to keep her on edge and prevent her from getting too comfortable.

As soon as class ended, Qing ran to the restroom, but since it was my turn to clean
the blackboard I still turned on the remote control of the vibrator in my pocket and set it to medium. I knew that wireless products like this had
a limited effective range; if the distance was too far, the remote control wouldn't work. I could
tell how far the effective range was just by watching Qing's expression. After a while, I suddenly heard a "Ah!" I turned around and saw Qing
suddenly crouch down slightly in the hallway next to the classroom, as if her legs had lost their strength. Sure enough, the effective range was
about fifteen meters. I turned off the light switch, took the blackboard eraser to the hallway to brush off the chalk dust, and Qing slowly
stood up to talk to her best friend: "I'm fine, I just feel weak all of a sudden, probably because I was
in a rush this morning and didn't have breakfast."

"Qing, are you on your period? Let me tell you, I feel like that too. When I get my period, I feel weak all over,
and it feels like worms are crawling in my stomach, it's painful and stuffy. My mom told me that I should eat some hot brown sugar water at this time...
and also..." It was Qing's best friend, Xingjuan, who spoke. Although she was a good person and very loyal, she was a bit of
a chatterbox, and once she started talking, she couldn't stop.

However, she was also the only one who knew that Qing and I were boyfriend and girlfriend. Fortunately, she kept her mouth shut when she shouldn't have
, otherwise I would have been targeted by some sycophantic students and the school long ago. Because of this, the two of us
would deliberately keep our distance from each other at school to avoid getting into trouble, and when we wanted to go on dates, Xingjuan would often be the third
wheel to cover for us. Qing glanced at me, her eyes slightly misty, but her expression held a smile, even
a mischievous childish smile, as if to say, "Why is that all? Let's try again."
Looking at Qing's lovely face, her cheeks still flushed, her cute little lips and big, bright
eyes, I suddenly felt a pang of reluctance. I wondered if what I was doing would make her look foolish in front of everyone, and
if she were discovered, would her model student image be ruined?

The bell rang, and everyone rushed into the classroom. Taking advantage of the opportunity to tidy up the blackboard eraser, I slowly walked back to the classroom,
following behind Qing, and whispered, "Is this okay? Can I continue? Or should I give you back the remote?"

"I'm having so much fun, I'm so excited! Don't you think it's fun? I'm not satisfied yet! It would be best if you could make
me a little more lewd. How about this: if you continue playing with me, I'll grant you one wish, anything
. Want to?" I never expected Qing's answer to be like this. There was no comparison between the angel and the devil in my heart;
the angel was completely forgotten. The phrase "anything" reignited my desire
. I could finally abandon my virginity and no longer have to hide at home watching porn!
Hahaha !

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but think of how this little girl always wore revealing clothes on dates, whether intentionally or unintentionally,
completely different from the reserved girls at school. If her
classmates had seen what Qing wore on our dates, they definitely wouldn't believe it. I complimented him on his looks, and he'd lean forward
slightly , pulling down his already low-cut neckline a bit, saying, "It's even prettier inside!" But when my eyes
darted towards his neckline, wanting to peek, he'd call me a pervert. Our dates were limited to holding hands, and occasionally I could
kiss her cute lips, but I wasn't allowed to take anything further. Men's desires ultimately end up being confined
to photo albums.

I've decided, men's desires trump everything. I'm going to continue playing with the vibrator remote. Since Qing doesn't mind,
I want to know just how lewd she really is. On the other hand, the intimate games we played in class earlier—
the tension, the thrill, the feeling of conquering and having the girl at my mercy—slowly surfaced, giving me a uniquely
masculine sense of accomplishment. Beneath the seemingly innocent, obedient girl's skirt, I could decide her
pleasure . It's a tremendous temptation. I've decided to delve deeper into this temptation.

The second class was history, arguably the most tedious. The elderly male teacher, probably at least
sixty , was taught by some historical factor that had kept him teaching at such an advanced age
. Some teachers at the school were even his students, highlighting his advanced age.

The lesson involved him opening the textbook and then muttering to himself, seemingly lecturing on
the content rang, at which point he closed
the textbook and left the classroom. Qing also mentioned to me that even he couldn't understand what the teacher was saying.
Occasionally he would catch a sentence or two, but it was completely unrelated to the textbook. So, after about ten minutes of history class, the entire classroom
would fall into a drowsy atmosphere. Some diligent students would move to the back and frantically study other subjects
, since the teacher didn't seem to care.

But today is different. In my right pocket is a wireless remote control with only
simple strong, medium, weak, and off switches. It controls a
vibrating egg inserted into the vagina of a seemingly innocent, pure-looking girl. This girl always swaps
seats sitting in the back row. That means this girl with the vibrating egg is now sitting
right next to me.

Since I have the whole class, I can take it slow. I first switch to the weak setting. Qing's
brows furrow slightly, and her usually large, clear eyes narrow slightly,
as if she's enduring something, or perhaps enjoying it. Her delicate, white hands, still holding a pen and gripping
the book's edge, are showing some pressure, the pen tip digging into
the page. Her left hand is now pinching the pages instead of holding them; her legs are trembling slightly from being squeezed together
.

I looked at Qing's expression with satisfaction, especially her eyes. I had never seen such beautiful
and captivating ; they seemed so deep they could draw you in, yet also seemed to speak volumes, conveying a myriad of
emotions. It was because of Qing's eyes that I decided to pursue her. Now, those eyes seemed to speak
too ; her already watery eyes became even wetter, like a lake about to overflow. Qing glanced at me, my younger brother.
She immediately stood up to pay her respects; it was too tempting. Her eyes seemed to say, "Come quickly, take me over, but please be gentle
, don't use force, or you'll crush me. Take me over.

" The remote control for the vibrator was switched to "medium," her eyebrows furrowed even deeper, her eyes narrowed even more, and
her lips parted slightly, as if calling out to something, making some meaningless sounds, um... um...
ahhh... um... It was as if she was holding something in her mouth, giving me an urge to shove my penis into Qing's mouth.
It was impossible to tell whether she was enduring or enjoying it; she was enjoying the pleasure coming from her lower body while enduring
the pain of not being able to make a sound. It was obvious that although her gaze was on the book, the focus was blurry, and she
hadn't turned the same page for ten minutes.

Her hands had already let go of the book, gripping the edge of the table tightly. Her shoulders were tense, her legs
trembling , accompanied by her constantly shifting waist, as if trying to meet the waves of pleasure, or perhaps trying to escape its onslaught.
Fortunately, the ceiling fan was on, its rumbling drowning out the sound of the vibrator, allowing
me to confidently turn it to the highest intensity.

Perhaps it was because she was sitting in the last row that Qing dared to be so uninhibited, though it was clear she was still
deliberately keeping the noise low. I was increasingly eager to see what effect the "strong" setting would have on Qing.

The intensity had been running for ten minutes straight, and Qing's expression grew increasingly ecstatic, her face flushing redder
, especially her lips, which looked like they were lipstick-covered. Her eyes were completely closed, her breathing becoming more rapid, and the twisting of
her legs and waist becoming more pronounced and rhythmic. I suddenly wondered if this little girl was about to
climax. I decided to turn off the vibrator and see her reaction.

So I switched it to "off." Qing seemed a little surprised, opened her eyes and glanced at me, her eyes seeming to say,
"Why did you stop?" Then she slowly closed her eyes again, her whole body beginning to relax very slowly. After
a minute, seeing that Qing seemed to have relaxed enough, I suddenly turned the remote control of the vibrator to "strong."

Qing jumped up from her chair as if bitten by a snake, letting out a cry of "Ah!" But Qing was
quite clever; she immediately bit her left hand and lay on the table, as if she were sleeping in class, while her right hand pressed down on
her skirt, trying to reduce the stimulation and the overwhelming pleasure. Anyway,
there weren't many students awake in this class; a few who heard the cries turned around to look, then went back to sleep.

Qing seemed unable to handle the intensity of "strong," her mouth tightly biting her left arm, still letting out cries of
"Ahhh !" which grew louder and louder, her whole body tensing up. Seeing this, I quickly turned off the vibrator, and Qing
finally let out a big sigh of relief, slowly relaxing, panting heavily, looking very tired. I
lay there for twenty minutes until the bell rang. When Qing got up, I was startled because her eyes were full
of tears, and she looked aggrieved. I rushed over and asked her what was wrong, if she was okay.

Qing suddenly reached out and hit me hard on the arm, and
said, "Ugh, I was enjoying it, why did you suddenly turn it off?" Luckily, class had just ended, and the classroom was in
chaos , so no one noticed the corner of the classroom.

"You can't do that next time, it made me drip all over the floor."

I followed her gaze and saw that there were indeed a few drops of liquid on the floor, probably from her vagina.
But this was too much.

"I need to go to the toilet to clean up." I thought so too, there was so much vaginal fluid, her underwear
must be flooded. At this moment, I suddenly had a mischievous idea. Since the teacher
didn't , it wasn't my job to clean up. I went with her to the toilet to check.

I turned on the "weak" switch of the remote control vibrator and followed Qing to the toilet. I didn't intend to follow her into
the girls' restroom; I just wanted to see how Qing walked while being stimulated by a vibrating egg. But it turned out to be
quite interesting. Qing tried hard to maintain her balance and normal walking posture, but the stimulation from the vibrating egg made her stop
after two or three steps, even squatting down. Even when she was walking, it seemed like she was enduring something.

"I was wondering why it was still moving. Turns out you were following me out. Ah… um… you're so…
bad… ah…" Qing thought that once she was out of the remote's range, it would be fine, but after walking a short distance
, the vibrating egg under her skirt kept moving. She turned around and saw me behind her.

At that moment, Di Hai appeared again. It seemed he was going to teach the class next to ours. Seeing Qing squatting down and
looking distressed, he came over.

"Mei Qing, are you having a cold? Your face is so red. If you're feeling unwell, go to the infirmary and rest
. Um… you… what's your name, Xiang? Ask who's on duty today.
Accompany Yu Qing to the infirmary."

How annoying! He didn't even remember my name; he only had eyes for pretty female students.

"Teacher, I'm on duty today." Just then, the class bell rang. Di Hai looked at his watch and
said hurriedly, "Okay, it's you. Go with your classmate to the infirmary. You don't need to attend this class. I'll ask the Chinese
teacher for leave for you. I need to hurry to class too. Honestly, we're handing out test papers this class. I need to get there quickly. I
'll go to the infirmary after class."

So, I openly helped Qing walk to the infirmary, of course, with the vibrator still on.

Qing squinted and leaned on my shoulder, walking with difficulty, constantly
making sounds like "Ah... um... I can't take it anymore." Hearing Qing's murmurs, I realized I was almost
at my limit .

We finally made it to the infirmary, only to find a sign on the door: "The nurse is teaching this period. Please
wait inside or come back next period. For emergencies, please call 09xxxxx."

I turned off the remote control and asked Qing, "Should we come back next period?"

"Silly girl, of course we should go in first! I'm dripping again!" I noticed
a few more drops of colorless, transparent liquid dripping from Qing's skirt. This girl is so sensitive.

We went into the infirmary. The furnishings were simple: two or three tables and a medicine cart, some mannequins on the cabinet
, and two hospital beds in the adjacent room. Actually, the nurse was very kind. Sometimes when I didn't want to go to class, I
would pretend to be sick and come to the infirmary to chat with her for a period, then sleep on the hospital bed for another period.
The nurse always said, "You're adults now. If you don't want to go to class, I won't force you to sit in the classroom, but..."
"You need to know what you're doing and take responsibility for your actions."

I helped Qing to the hospital bed, made her lie down, and then quietly pressed the switch on the vibrator...

"Ah...that's good...I can make a sound now...ah...it feels so good." The infirmary was located at the very
edge of the school, next to the sports equipment room, so no noise would be heard, which is why it was a good
place for me to catch up on sleep.

As Qing spoke, her right hand reached inside her skirt, ignoring my staring eyes.
Her left hand wasn't idle either, grabbing her breasts through her clothes.

"Ah...that's great...so good...ahhh..." Seeing the girl I liked masturbating in front of
me , I couldn't resist, and I reached out and touched her breasts.

"No, get your hand away, you can't touch me." My hand was slapped twice. It's always like this; if my hands
misbehave, I get scolded, and sometimes even hit. But seeing this scene today, even she was moaning
, and she wouldn't let anyone else touch her. It's outrageous! The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, wanting to figure out how to teach this seemingly innocent but
secretly .

Wait a minute, Qing said she'd grant me a request. I originally wanted to have sex with Qing to lose my virginity
. But I can't swallow this pride, and now I can use it. I turned off the vibrator, but Qing
's hands moved even more vigorously, as if trying to replace the lost vibration with her hands. "Qing, you said you'd grant me
a request."

"Yeah, anything is fine, ah... so good."

"Okay, I want you not to touch your own body with your hands today, no matter
what , you absolutely cannot touch it." Qing froze after hearing this, opening her eyes, which had been closed in enjoyment, as if
in disbelief.

"My own hands can't touch myself?" I felt an overwhelming surge of pleasure. Although I lost
the chance to have sex, seeing Qing's surprised expression, I couldn't help but admire myself. I'm a genius.

"That's right, and to prevent you from cheating, whatever you touch with your hands can't touch your body." I
was preventing Qing from holding the vibrator or touching it through her clothes, otherwise it would defeat my purpose. I don't want you to only enjoy yourself
.

"Okay, I promise you." After a moment, Qing finally blurted out these words, and slowly took her hand out from under
her skirt .

"What if you break the rules?"

"If I break the rules, I'll grant you one more request for each time, and the original rules
will remain the same."

"Okay, then I'm relieved." After saying that, I turned on the vibrator and adjusted it to a low intensity.

As soon as the buzzing sound appeared, Qing's expression became hazy again, her throat made indistinct
sounds , and her hands unconsciously moved towards her skirt again, but as soon as she moved, she remembered my command, so she had to tightly
grip the sheets on both sides, desperately squeeze her legs together, and keep moving her body. Seeing that the opportunity was not to be missed, I
grabbed Qing's chest with my right hand. Qing's reflex was to hit my arm, and hit it particularly hard,
as if to retaliate against my command. It hurt, but I wasn't unhappy at all. "Very well, I have
one more thing for you to do. I said that nothing your hands touch can touch your body.
You hit my hand, and my hand is on your body, which is the same as you touching your own body."

"How can this be... ah... um... it's not fair... ah."

"What's fair or not? You just agreed to it yourself, and all the conditions were clearly stated.
You just didn't notice." After saying that, I started to unbutton the two buttons on the front of Qing's uniform, revealing a pink
bra. This was the first time I had seen Qing's underwear. The bra was decorated with lace, a very cute
style , very suitable for a cute girl like Qing. However, what surprised me was that the bra was a front-closure style, which
was a perfect match for Qing's inherent lewd nature.

Qing subconsciously reached out to cover her breasts and push my hand away, but when she thought about touching me again and having to do something else
, she dared not imagine what tricks I would come up with to mess with her. Her hand froze in mid-air, not daring to move.
But the vibrating egg below continued to send waves of pleasure through me, causing my body to writhe involuntarily, creating a
beautiful scene.

Seeing Qing struggling like this only fueled my lust, and a sadistic instinct began
to rise within me. I wanted to take even more advantage of this beautiful, angelic-faced, wanton woman before me. I reached out
and gently unfastened the front clasp, and her heavy breasts popped out. Qing wasn't tall, and many classmates
assumed her figure wouldn't be anything special, but that wasn't the case. Qing had a very slim waist, only 23 inches, and although she was only
a C cup, she had the visual effect of a D cup. Moreover, her buttocks were perky, and her whole body, viewed from the side, resembled an S-
shape, curvaceous and shapely. It was just that Qing deliberately wore a size too big in her uniform to conceal her beautiful figure. Now,
of course, she couldn't hide it anymore. Perhaps because she rarely got to be in the sun, her breasts were white and tender, and seemed ready to drip
with moisture at any moment.

Looking at Qing's firm breasts and pale pink areolas, they were truly exquisite. Of course, I didn't hold back,
grabbing one in each hand and starting to savor them.

Mmm, such a soft feel, like cotton candy, or like a warm steamed bun, such a comfortable touch. I
squeezed them a little harder, letting my fingers sink into her breasts, watching them change
shape It was such a wonderful and comfortable touch. I gently touched the tips of her nipples and found they were still firm
and erect, completely different from mine. It was amazing. I gently rubbed her nipples, letting my palms and
fingers glide over them, and I heard a moan, "Ah... not there... don't touch..."
So this was her sensitive area. Well then, I wouldn't hold back.

I deliberately turned off the vibrator first, then pressed my lips to Qing's lips and began to kiss her, while my hands attacked her breasts, constantly
kneading her tender white breasts, as if trying to squeeze out water. Qing's mouth was blocked by me, so she couldn't
make a sound , only letting out "Ugh... ah ah..." sounds from her throat. Before, my kisses with Qing were always light
, but even so, I still enjoyed Qing's lips.

I gently stuck out my tongue, and to my surprise, Qing also stuck out hers. We kissed deeply, exchanging
saliva . It turns out this little girl's true nature had just not yet been discovered. Listening to Qing's moans...
The sound, the exhilarating touch on her hands, her pants already bulging high, she couldn't wait to
get to work.

"Turn it on! I'm so itchy down there, don't keep me in suspense, you're a bad guy, just give it to me already."
The vibrator was slow to move, only her breasts were being stimulated, neither going up nor down, and she couldn't use her hands,
this little slut was starting to get impatient. If her classmates heard these words
coming from the mouth of Qing, who was usually a bit dazed and had a sweet face, they would definitely think they were dreaming.

"You've got it all, you have a vibrator, but what about me? Who's going to comfort my hard little brother?"

"But... if you touch my breasts, I can't use my hands to help you." Having just been punished
once , Qing was quite smart and didn't dare to do it again.

"Besides my hands, there are other ways to help me!" I can finally abandon my seventeen years of
virginity.

Qing tilted her head and thought for a moment, her cheeks, which were already as red as apples, suddenly turned as red as Guan Yu.

"You're such a bad person, then stop touching me..." Unexpectedly, Qing suddenly pulled down my zipper, reached
into my "reservoir," and pulled out my already erect penis. The dark glans was already
glistening with secretions, giving it a lewd smell. Qing actually swallowed it whole.

I was stunned for a moment. Instantly, I felt a warm temperature spread to my penis. The soft touch
slowly moved from the tip to the side, and then my entire penis was surrounded by a warm sensation, as if it were soaking in
warm water, while hundreds of tiny soft worms massaged and sucked my penis. Is this oral sex? How
can something feel so good? I felt like my penis was melting. I unconsciously let out a soft moan
, "Ah...so good...so comfortable."

"I want some too, hurry up and turn it on, it's so itchy down there! Come and touch my breasts, pinch them."
Qing put her hands behind her back and quickly swallowed and spat out my penis with her mouth, saying things that were unclear.

Although this wasn't what I expected, well... whatever, I quickly turned on the vibrator and adjusted it to a low
intensity. My hands returned to Qing's breasts, kneading them even harder.

"Ah...that's it...mmm...so good, so comfortable." Our position was
incredibly lewd. Qing was kneeling between my legs, her hands behind her back, her shoulders resting on
my thighs. Her breasts drooped, peeking out from under her uniform with only two or three buttons undone. Her neck moved rapidly as she swallowed and
released my penis with her mouth, while a vibrating egg vibrated inside her vagina. I, on the other hand, was squeezing
Qing's breasts with one hand and holding her hair with the other, moving back and forth, watching my penis appear and disappear in Qing's
mouth. Qing's expression was a mixture of pain and pleasure. Looking at Qing's lovely face, her soft lips swallowing and
releasing my ugly penis, the incongruous visual stimulation was amazing. Combined with
the incredible pleasure emanating from my hand and penis, I felt my penis swell even larger in Qing's throat. I never imagined my penis
could swell this much; sex was so pleasurable!

I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure radiating from my lower body. It felt a
million times soft, moist mouth, the slightly rough taste buds on her tongue scraping against my penis,
and her lips contracting into an "O" shape as she released it, grazing the most sensitive edge of the glans—all these sensations intensified my pleasure.

This continued for three to five minutes, becoming increasingly pleasurable and intense, when I noticed Qing's
swallowing and releasing speed slowing down. Her mouth must have gotten tired. Qing slightly opened her eyes, looking at me
with pleading eyes. Seeing her helpless and innocent expression, a desire to further ravage her arose within me
.

I turned the vibrator to medium intensity and had Qing kneel on the bed,
keeping . I couldn't bear to leave Qing's warm mouth, so I stood up. Qing
looked at me with a slightly puzzled expression.

"Tired? Let me do it." I placed both hands on Qing's hair and started moving my hips,
making my penis go in and out of Qing's mouth again. It felt so good; men really do like the feeling of being in control.
"I'm fucking Qing's mouth, you know?" I never expected to say such words, but
I found that saying them aloud gave me even more pleasure, a sense of conquest. It was truly "amazing." And Qing's
mouth seemed even tighter; when my penis tried to withdraw, I could feel a suction force holding onto the glans,
making it even more comfortable. I started to feel like something was about to ejaculate inside me.

I looked down at Qing, who was swallowing and releasing my penis.

"I'm going to cum!" I started thrusting my hips harder and more violently, each thrust reaching the deepest part of Qing's
throat before pulling out. I gripped her head tightly, preventing her from pulling back. Qing's throat began to make sounds
: "Ahhh... I... want to... ah... I'm coming... ah... I'm coming... I'm coming!" Qing's whole body
clenched tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

Suddenly, I felt waves of pleasure coursing through my lower body. I ejaculated, spraying
streams —the most I'd ever ejaculated in a single time. Even I was surprised at how much I'd ejaculated.
It was incredibly, incredibly comfortable.

Only when I was sure I'd finished did I reluctantly leave Qing's mouth. I slumped onto
the bed , turned off the vibrator, and watched as Qing's expression slowly relaxed.

Finally, Qing opened her eyes, looking at me with a complex expression—not angry or sad,
but not happy either. I looked at Qing, unable to discern her thoughts. I wondered what she was thinking,
and how she viewed what had just happened between us.

Then I suddenly realized Qing hadn't said a word, and noticed her mouth was bulging. It turned out my semen
was still inside her mouth. I quickly looked around for tissues or towels. Just
then, the school bell rang over the loudspeaker. Class was over. We'd spent the whole period playing in the infirmary. Is this
what they mean by happy times always fly by?

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the infirmary doorway: "Li Yuqing, are you there? Are you alright
?" It was Di Hai. That old geezer actually let class end early to see Qing! Pervert! He'd only be this concerned if a male classmate was sick
! Oh no! Qing and I were still disheveled. If we were discovered, Qing's image...
My reputation would be ruined.

"Strange, why is no one here? Could they be in the break room?" The voices grew closer; things were getting serious.
Suddenly, Qing lay down, pointed at me, then at the person beside her. I understood and quickly pulled the blanket
over both of us. I pressed myself tightly against Qing, pretending she was alone.

"Li Yuqing, are you in there? I need to come in." Di Hai was already at the break room door. I
suddenly realized that both of our shoes were still by the bed. If my shoes were seen, it would give
us away, but there wasn't time to hide them again. Just then, another familiar voice came: "Teacher Chen,
what brings you here? Is something the matter?" It was the nurse. Maybe there was hope.

"Nurse Zhang, have you seen Li Yuqing from my class here? She's not feeling well, so I asked
another student from my class to come with her."

"I just got back from nursing class. They're probably in the break room inside!" In that short
time , I immediately got out of bed, pushed my shoes under the bedside table, and went back to my original spot. I've never been
this efficient in my life. Just as I pulled the covers up, I heard the door open.

"Sure enough, here she is. Li seems to be asleep. Her face is flushed. Let me check if she has a fever. Hmm…
her forehead and face are hot. I'll get a thermometer to check. In that case, I'll wake her up first.
Li Yuqing, Li Yuqing. Wake up…" After a slight shaking, I heard Yuqing mumble, "Hmm…
" I suddenly realized that the semen was still in Yuqing's mouth, and she hadn't had time to clean it out. No wonder her voice was muffled
.

"Li, I need to take your temperature. Do you want it oral or under the arm?"

"I'll take his armpit temperature, but I don't even know if the thermometer is properly sterilized." Dead Sea, he's probably
just looking for a chance to feast his eyes. He makes it sound so nice. But if I take his armpit temperature, the blanket will be pulled open,
and Qing and I will be exposed to the light. You know, Qing's two big breasts are still outside her uniform, enjoying the cool air. "Teacher Chen, please be polite. My equipment is extremely sterilized and hygienic. I won't use it on students

without complete sterilization." 　　"Nurse Zhang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to say… well… it 's always better to be careful, don't you think… haha…" That's so satisfying! Dead Sea, serves him right. The nurse ignored him and went straight to Qing, asking, "I respect my classmates' opinions. Li, which side do you want measured?" I leaned against Qing, my head pressed against her chest to avoid being noticed. I was sure I heard a "gulp" and then Qing's voice: "Thank you, nurse. I'll take your temperature now. I heard oral temperature is more accurate." Qing's pronunciation was still so clear and articulate. Wait, how could she speak so That meant Qing had swallowed all my semen. Thinking of this, my little brother involuntarily stood up again. 　　"Okay, open your mouth. Okay, hold it for three minutes. By the way, Teacher Chen, didn't you say another student came with her?" 　　"It's okay, seeing Li Yuqing is more important." Di Hai's bias towards girls was . And so, the nurse and Di Hai started chatting casually. 　　Now that the crisis was over, and with this rare opportunity, I naturally wanted to make the most of it. My hand slowly crept up to Qing's breasts and began kneading them again. The feel was amazing, though the raisins were soft, not as firm as before. Afraid of being discovered, I didn't dare make any big movements. I gently and slowly traced circles and arcs, from the periphery all the way to the center, stroking the skin inch by inch as if to confirm its shape. Then, I slowly stroked back outwards from the center . Gradually, I noticed that the raisins were starting to stand up again, so I focused on the center. I used my fingertips and palms to gently glide over and touch the nipples, sliding from my fingertips to my palms, then gently to touch the protrusions. Sometimes I would gently rotate them with two fingers, sometimes I would push the nipples back and forth with my index finger, like pushing a roly-poly toy. It was so much fun! I enjoyed this game within that small space. 　　"Ah... um," Qing couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Then he heard the nurse's voice: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Oh, right, we got so caught up in our conversation that we forgot the time. Are you reminding me that three minutes are up? Okay, let me see. Hmm, thankfully she doesn't have a fever. Strange, her face and forehead still feel a little hot." 　　"Teacher Chen, I think it's better to let Li rest for another class period. The bell is about to ring, so I'll have to ask you to let the teacher know for the next class. I have a free period today, 　　so I'll stay here and take care of her." "Alright, I have to go to class now. Today is the busiest day of the week, you must be exhausted. I'll be going now." 　　Not long after Di Hai left, the bell rang, but then he heard an announcement: "Nurse Zhang from the infirmary, Nurse Zhang from the infirmary, please come to the student affairs office immediately, thank you." Schools rarely make announcements after the bell rings; they usually try to announce them during break time to avoid disrupting classes. It must be something important. 　　"Nurse, it's okay for you to go. I'll sleep a little longer, it'll be fine." 　　"What a good student! I'll be right back. You should rest for a bit." 　　"Nurse's gone, hurry up and get out before she gets caught." After confirming that the nurse had left the infirmary, Qing quickly pulled back the blanket and called me out. Because it was really stuffy inside the blanket, I quickly came out and turned off the vibrator. When I turned around, I saw Qing's two beautiful, white breasts were still exposed, with a few scratch marks on them . My little brother immediately stood up in respect. 　　"What are you looking at? Hurry up and tidy yourself up, I don't know when Auntie will be back." I had no choice but to force my already erect brother back into my pants, straighten my uniform a little, and fasten my belt again. When I turned around, I found that Qing had just wrapped the blanket around herself again and hadn't straightened her clothes. 　　"Didn't you tell me to hurry up and get dressed? Why haven't you moved?" 　　"I don't know who said that I can't even touch myself today, how am I supposed to get dressed? Hurry up and come here." I never thought that my unintentional order would bring me so many benefits. I must be a genius, hahaha. 　　"Okay, okay, so little Qingqing can't dress herself. Uncle will help you. Come on, sweetie, pull the blanket down." Although Qingqing was helpless, she had no choice but to obediently and slowly lift the blanket so I could help her get dressed.

Looking at Qing's two large, white, and tender breasts, I naturally took the time to secretly touch them a few times. Qing's
expression was strange, a mix of helplessness, shyness, and something else I couldn't quite decipher. I
fastened the front clasp of Qing's bra and buttoned up her uniform, then stood beside her. Unexpectedly, Qing twisted
her body whispering, "Is this all you need to do?"

"Yeah, what else?"

"Don't you know that after a girl's bra is fastened, she should lean forward and adjust her breasts a bit to make it okay?
Otherwise, it will feel uncomfortable and easily sag and develop accessory breast tissue." Oh my god, so troublesome. So I had no choice but
to unfasten Qing's uniform and start adjusting her breasts with my hands.

"You need to put your hand a little further back and push it forward, ah... don't keep touching my nipples... um...
hurry up take them out..." Because of the bra's restriction, my hand was sandwiched between the two, and the soft touch became
a firmer sensation. And because of the position, my hand almost completely covered her breasts, with the nipples
rubbing against the base of my palm. My nipples seemed to be a very sensitive spot for Qing. Touching them would make her writhe and
moan involuntarily, and her nipples would slowly become erect. I started considering whether I should help Qing
put on her bra .

I noticed a shift in my feelings. Before, Qing's grades were better than mine, and her family was wealthier. In
our relationship, I did whatever Qing asked me to do, and I wouldn't do what she forbade. Xingjuan even said I
spoiled Qing too much and lacked masculinity. (Although I always felt she was deliberately finding fault with me, that everything I did
was problematic.) But only I knew that subconsciously, I always felt I wasn't good enough
for Qing, so I wanted to fulfill any of her demands so that Qing would stay with me. But after what had just happened
, I could control Qing's pleasure with one hand, decide whether she had an orgasm, even touch and grab
her breasts, make her perform oral sex on me, and even ejaculate into her mouth and make her swallow it.

An unparalleled sense of accomplishment and control arose within me. The young girl in front of me
belonged to me; I could do whatever I wanted with her. It was a sense of conquest unique to men,
and I enjoyed that feeling, which would push me further.

As I vaguely thought this, I finished touching—no, squeezing—one of Qing's breasts, then
the other. Qing was panting again.

"Okay, is that alright now?" Qing's expression was unlike anything I'd ever seen before. I wondered
if it was because she'd swallowed my semen; she'd never been so shy before. She twisted her body,
as if she wanted to say something. Just then, the nurse returned, and Qing quickly lay down and covered herself with the blanket. I
stood obediently to the side.

"Hong Mingxiang, what are you doing here? So you're the one who brought Li here. I didn't
see you earlier; where were you?" The nurse asked, somewhat surprised, when she saw me.

"I just went to the restroom and came back."

"Yuqing, are you alright? Are you still feeling unwell?" The nurse didn't say anything more after hearing this and
turned to check on Yuqing.

"Thank you for your concern, Auntie. I was rushing to school this morning and didn't have breakfast, so I was a bit weak.
Plus, I had a slight cold a couple of days ago, but now... I'm... much... better... um..." Watching Yuqing lie without batting an eye,
I wanted to see her "blush." I turned the vibrator to the "weak" setting, and Yuqing's speech became
incoherent , and her face turned red again.

"Li, are you alright? Your face is red again." "

I... I'm fine, I'll lie down for a bit... a little while longer... ah... I'm fine now." I had already turned the intensity to "medium."

"Okay, your temperature was normal when I took it. I'll stay outside. Call me if you need anything. Hong,
come out with me, let's chat, and maybe you can help me out." The nurse probably thought it
was a little strange for a man and a woman to be alone in the same room.

My aunt and I went to the outpatient clinic, where she told me that the documents she was supposed to submit a week later now
had to be submitted the next day, and that the announcement she'd just made was about to inform her of this. So, she needed my help
organizing some documents. My aunt is usually nice to me, and I wanted to help her out, so we started
working diligently.

After a while, maybe ten minutes or so, the door to the rest room suddenly opened, and Qing peeked out from behind it,
her face even redder than before.

"Auntie… um… I need to… ah… the toilet." Qing's expression was strange, and I suddenly realized I
hadn't turned off the vibrator. This girl might have already had several orgasms. I quickly turned it off.

"Li, are you feeling better? Shall I go with you?"

"I'm feeling a bit better, Auntie, you don't need to go with me. It'll be more convenient for Hong to go with me."
It's more convenient for a boy to accompany a girl to the toilet? But my aunt was so stressed about these documents that she didn't think much
of it and agreed.

Qing and I walked side by side.

"You can go to the restroom by yourself, why did you ask me to come with you?" People
would laugh at a guy accompanying a girl to the restroom, saying he lacked manliness. Unexpectedly, Qing glared at me fiercely, without saying a word.
When we reached the women's restroom, Qing quickly went in, but came out just as quickly. Looking around, she suddenly
grabbed my hand and ran into the last stall, locking the door behind her.

Before I could even figure out what was happening, Qing and I were squeezed face-to-face in that small space. I was less than ten centimeters
from Qing's face; I could even see myself reflected in her big, watery eyes. Looking at
her lovely face, her dark, bright eyes, especially her slightly upturned lips, and even her
delicate, fair skin, my heart fluttered. I gently kissed Qing's lips. Qing
looked incredulous, but quickly changed to a shy expression. It was a side of Qing I had never seen before. Perhaps
after what happened in the infirmary, Qing's mindset had slowly changed.

I watched as her expression shifted several times before she finally spoke, both shyly and urgently,

"I need to use the restroom. Hurry up and help me take... take off my pants. Quickly." In that instant, I finally understood why
Qing had pulled me in. It seemed my unintentional order had brought me quite a few benefits. She couldn't very well ask the nurse
to help her take off her pants, could she?

I squatted down and slipped my hands inside Qing's skirt. The first thing I touched was her smooth thighs; the delicate
skin felt so good. I slowly moved my hands upwards until I reached the waistband of her panties. I was so touched!
My hands involuntarily slipped through the seams of her pants and reached behind, finally touching her full, round buttocks. Why is it that even though they're all
buttocks, Qing's are so delicate? Just touching them made my penis hard again. I
grabbed her buttocks and rubbed them back and forth, enjoying the warm, full feel. I really wanted to press my
face against her buttocks and savor it.

"Okay, stop touching me. Take them off now. I'm in a hurry." Hearing Qing's words, I
reluctantly pulled my hands away, grabbed the waistband, and slowly pulled them down. At first, they felt very tight and I couldn't pull
them off, but then I slowly managed to pull them off. I slowly undressed, wanting to savor this moment.
It was amazing! Gradually, I saw pink panties appear before my eyes, a very cute style,
probably a matching set with the bra.

Then I saw the crotch of the panties, completely wet, soaking wet. Although there was a cotton pad on top,
it was clearly not enough. Colorless liquid had seeped into the panties beyond the pad,
even the panties underneath were soaked in liquid, the whole pair of panties looked like they had been soaked in water. Qing is so lewd,
or is she just too sensitive? I pulled the panties down to knee height, and then I noticed something.
Shouldn't there be a vibrator? Why isn't it there? Did Qing take it off herself? Impossible, Qing
would disobey my orders.

"Qing, where's your vibrator?"

"The vibrator, the vibrator is still... inside."

"Inside? Where inside?" I was a little confused. In my imagination, a vibrator should be
between the underwear and a girl's vulva.

"Idiot. It's inside the vagina. You have to pull the remote control cord to get it out," Qing
said, pointing to the remote receiver sticking out above her skirt. I looked at the cord in surprise. Wasn't the vibrator
inside ? It's amazing that a girl's body can hide such a thing. So I reached out and pulled
the cord above her skirt, but Qing quickly stopped me.

"You can't pull it from here, it won't come out like that. You have to pull it down from... from the cord under the skirt." "
How am I supposed to know where the cord is? Should I just lift up my skirt?"

"No! Um, please don't. You can find it by feeling upwards." Qing's tone
started to change. It became more like a little girl's. Hearing this tone, I couldn't bring myself to be harsh.
I had no choice but to agree.

I started to feel upwards along Qing's thighs again, but this time I went up along the inside of her thighs.
I thought the cord should be on the inside, so it should be easier to find it from the inside.

But Qing's behavior was completely different from before. She kept dodging and twisting her legs.

"Don't move! I won't be able to touch the line like that."

"Who told you to keep touching me there! It feels so... hot." I felt that the higher I touched,
the more delicate Qing's skin became. I had never imagined that skin could be so delicate. Suddenly, the spot I touched
was wet and slippery. This must be the fluid that Qing secreted. It was wet and slippery, and the texture was very nice, a bit
like massage oil.

I couldn't help but playfully circle my fingertips around Qing's thigh skin, feeling
the slippery texture. But Qing started to moan softly because of this movement.

"Ah... stop playing around, it feels... um... hot. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry, please."
As far as I can remember, this was the first time Qing had said the word "please."

I continued playing my little game with my left hand, while my right hand continued to move upwards along the source of the fluid. Qing's body
was trembling slightly, as if she was anticipating my hand or nervous because she was getting close to her most private place.

I touched it, and my fingertips felt something wet. I turned my hand over, and the first
thing I felt was a softer, but not smoother, texture. Then I felt hair touch my hand,
moist and damp. The wet hair touched my hand, and I felt a warm sensation. I moved my hand towards the center. The
first sensation upon touching it was "wet" and "hot." I touched Qing's most private area. It felt like soft,
wrinkled skin soaking in water. I gently stroked that soft, tender flesh, and Qing began to tremble
. She seemed to lose her footing and leaned forward slightly. She tried to steady me with her hand, but instead leaned forward and grabbed
the bathroom door. Qing's breasts fell in front of me, and my head was completely submerged in her large breasts.

My hand kept groping around, and suddenly I felt a wire. It must be the remote control wire for the vibrator.
I groped around a bit more and found that when I touched a certain spot, Qing would vibrate very strongly. It was
a small, smooth bead. I thought this must be the female... It was the most sensitive spot.

The evil thought in my mind resurfaced, and I turned the vibrator back to a low setting. Immediately, my
hand felt the vibration from her vagina. Qing
looked , then quickly succumbed to a mixture
of pain and pleasure. My hand felt the vibration through the membrane, and was immediately soaked by the overflowing fluid. My left hand moved from behind Qing's buttocks
towards her vulva, while my right hand continuously scooped up the overflowing fluid and smeared it on her clitoris, stimulating it relentlessly.
At first, Qing managed to moan softly, but soon she couldn't take it anymore and began to cry out.

"Ah...ah...no more...no...um...I'm going to...I'm going to...I'm going to...ah..." Qing's clitoris
suddenly swelled and became firm. A gush of fluid gushed from her vulva, and her entire
body began to tremble violently. Unexpectedly, Qing had reached another orgasm in such a short time. Then, Qing
slowly went limp, collapsing onto me. I turned off the vibrator too.

Just now in the infirmary, because I also ejaculated, I wasn't really in the mood to watch Qing's orgasm.
But now I clearly saw a girl, right in front of me, orgasm through my hand, and the
way she looked during her orgasm was truly beautiful, nothing short of a miracle. Qing at this moment was
a beauty I had never seen before. Before, she was at most "pretty" or "cute," but now Qing exuded a mature aura.
Her beauty was so exquisite that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it "exquisite" or "alluring." The climax had dyed her originally rosy cheeks
a deep red, like the crimson hues of the world spilled onto her face. Her hazy
expression was innocent, wicked, endearing, and captivating. It was as if all the most beautiful expressions in the world
were concentrated on the face of this one girl.

Looking at Qing, I realized I liked her more than ever before, and loved her very, very much.
A thought welled up within me: I was willing to do anything for her, just to make her happy.

I helped Qing up, gently brushed her hair aside, and held her in my arms so she could feel my
warmth . I waited for her climax to subside.

"Are you alright? Did you feel better? Do you need to go to the bathroom?" I asked softly. Unexpectedly, Qing
seemed embarrassed and said very quietly, "No…no need, I already…I already peed during the most pleasurable moment
." Her face turned bright red as she finished speaking, and she lowered her head, remaining silent. So it turns out what I heard about girls
urinating during their most pleasurable moment, something called "squirting," is true. No wonder so
much urine flowed onto my hands so quickly. So that's urine, but I didn't find it dirty at all. For some reason, I started
carefully tidying Qing's clothes, putting my hands inside her skirt to wipe her vulva and thighs clean with toilet paper.
There wasn't a hint of eroticism; I was just focused on tidying her appearance. Her panties were just too wet, so
I took them off and put them in my pocket. A few minutes later, I had finished getting Qing ready.
Anyone who didn't know would never guess we'd just had sex in the bathroom.

Qing went out to check if anyone was there before calling me out. On the way back to the infirmary, we were like
complete strangers, a little shy and hesitant to speak. Only before entering the infirmary did Qing whisper
"thank you" to me.

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