Raping a beautiful girl during class

Today is my birthday. I woke up early this morning with an erection, imagining myself making love with my idol. Then
my mom yelled, "You're going to be late!" interrupting my dream. I quickly got dressed, skipping breakfast, and
rushed to school in a taxi. As I approached, I checked my watch and realized I was going to be late—only five minutes left before
class! I sprinted towards the classroom. I was still two hundred meters from the building, and
the classroom was on the fifth floor… I didn't want to be late for my first class, especially since the
professor supposedly had a penchant for taking attendance. I didn't want to fail, so I had to
cross those two hundred meters, climb those five floors, and then, when he called my name,
shout "Here!" to have any chance of saving my precious credits.
I wondered if I was leaving a trail of afterimages behind me. Just one more step across the corridor and I'd
be on the stairs! I shouted excitedly, and just as I was rushing up the stairs at lightning speed
, a girl screamed in my ear. Then I bumped into a soft, fragrant body. The
girl cried out again and fell flat on her back.
I rubbed my sore head, about to apologize, but when I saw her long, white, slender legs exposed outside her short skirt,
I gasped and was speechless.

Because her skirt had flown up naturally when she fell, my gaze followed her white, sexy
thighs all the way to between her legs. In the instant she quickly closed her legs, I glimpsed the
soft, alluring pink petals deep within those long legs—she wasn't wearing underwear! My head went blank, and I almost
had a nosebleed.
"Ouch! You hurt so much!" she moaned softly. Her slender fingers, as if brushing away dust,
naturally straightened the hem of her skirt back into place. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" I apologized as
I helped her up. A delicate fragrance wafted into my nose.
Did she know I'd discovered her secret? I couldn't help but steal a glance at her, and our eyes
met. She was truly an incredibly beautiful woman! Long, flowing hair, an angelic face,
eyebrows arched like a crescent moon, a straight nose, and rosy lips. Most captivating were her eyes, both alluring and soft,
subtly revealing a wildness that clashed with her innocent appearance!
The moment our eyes met, two blushes immediately rose on her face, her eyes seeming to overflow with tears, yet she
forced an innocent expression—she knew I'd seen her! This seemingly innocent but actually wanton beauty,
perhaps she'd indulged in too much masturbation last night, because not only did she wake up late this morning, but she was also so flustered that
she hadn't even put on .
I couldn't help but glance at her chest, thinking lewdly: She probably wasn't even wearing a bra, was she? This pretty girl's
breasts were unusually full; her already tight top clung even more tightly to her body, revealing her devilish
curves! As I helped her slowly stand up, I easily caught a glimpse of
half of her snow-white, bare, round, and firm breast through her neckline. My eyes were practically glued to her breasts. I never imagined our school had such a
sexy bombshell; how come I didn't see her when I enrolled? ~~I think this is my first day of class, ugh! Just
as she straightened up, her legs suddenly gave way, and with a cry of "Ouch!", her full, soft body collapsed into my
arms. I immediately felt waves of milky pressure on my chest! Holy crap—was I dreaming?! My little brother couldn't
hold back any longer; it instantly hardened and stood erect, pressing against her lower abdomen.
She jerked away forcefully, gave me a long, sly glance, and muttered, "Ugh~," before picking up her books and
running towards the school gate. I stood there stunned for a moment before hurriedly catching up, calling out, "Excuse me! What's your
name?" She didn't stop, turning back to say, "I'm not telling you! I'm going to be late!"
I snapped out of my daze, yelling "Damn it!" and sprinted away. But it was too late. I watched helplessly as she
darted into the fifth-floor classroom like a little deer. When I finally arrived, panting, I was met with the disapproving
look of the bespectacled professor—he had just closed the attendance sheet.
Dejected, I walked into the classroom, only to see the pretty girl I'd bumped into smiling at
me. The lecture hall wasn't crowded to begin with, and she was sitting in the last row, the seat next to her empty. The
first-year university students were quite adorable; everyone was vying for the front seats, just like in high school.
The pretty girl was late, so she had to sit at the very back… Of course, many boys wanted to move to the back, but
class had already started, and they didn't have the guts.
Looking at this beautiful young woman with an angelic face and a devilish figure, I sat down next to her without hesitation.
She glanced at me in surprise, then turned her gaze to the blackboard, seemingly studying diligently.
I paid no attention to what the bespectacled professor was rambling on about; my attention was entirely focused
on the young woman. She exuded a faint fragrance. I leaned over the desk, hiding behind my upright textbook
, and peeked at her. From the desk, I could see her long, snow-white legs slightly crossed, the hem of her short skirt covering
two-thirds of her thighs. These bare legs were undeniably sexy, but knowing that she was completely naked under that
thin skirt made them even more obscene and provocative. I imagined
the soft, curly hair, the moist, alluring vulva, and the snow-white, naked, pert buttocks completely exposed beneath her skirt, and
my penis became erect.
The young woman stared intently at the blackboard, seemingly unaware that I was lewdly watching her. However, her
increasingly rapid breathing and the faint blush on her face revealed that this girl was faking it. A quick thought struck me, and I
wrote a note and handed it to her: "Did I bump into you and hurt you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
She glanced at me and replied with a note: "It really hurts~~ How are you going to make it up to me~" "Want me to keep you company?
How about I keep you company tonight? (*^_^*)" "Ugh~ Who wants you to keep me company?
I want to make it up to you~" Hehe, she didn't even get angry at such teasing, which meant she didn't have a bad impression of me. I continued my advance. I chatted with her slowly using notes,
and soon my sweet words and silver tongue were making the little beauty send me flirtatious glances.
During our note chat, I learned her name was Anqi~~ An angel, isn't that an angel?
~~ And unsurprisingly, she laughed incessantly after seeing my name, "Li Piaopiao?~~ Not Li Piaopiao, right?"
“Not pretty, but a prostitute~~ (*^_^*)” My answer made her blush. She
glanced at me with a flirtatious look, and the faint smile on her lips made my blood rush to my head.
I quietly moved my leg closer to hers and gently touched her. She flinched but didn't move her leg away. I
was greatly encouraged and pressed my thigh against her bare, slender legs. Even through the thin layer of pants, I could still
feel the smoothness and softness of her skin. She must have felt my burning body temperature too. Her eyes began to become
ambiguous, but she remained restrained and composed, even seemingly unintentionally swaying her long, beautiful legs, gently
rubbing against my thigh.
“Are you still a virgin?” I was certain that this pretty Angie was a wanton little beauty, but I
still couldn't help but write this question and hand it to her.
Angie glanced at me with extremely charming eyes and wrote: “Of course!” “I highly doubt it
!” A little beauty who doesn't even wear underwear can be a virgin? Angie wrote another sentence: "My family is pretty strict
... I used to go to a church school..."
I realized she was indeed experiencing the same sexual urges of puberty as me. A church
school that's so strict it's almost pathological would definitely produce 100% virgins, but the more perverse the place, the more perverse
the people.
I looked at Angie; beneath her innocent appearance lay a burgeoning lust. Maybe her tender little pussy was already
wet. A bolder thought surfaced in my mind. My hand had already quietly moved to
Angie 's thigh. My hand pressed against her smooth skin. She moved slightly but didn't move her leg away.
My hand, without hesitation, went straight between her warm and elastic thighs… Angie
was startled ! She thought I was just being a little groping, nothing more, and that was it. She never expected me to be so bold. It wasn't until
my hot palm caressed the inside of her soft thighs that she realized what was happening. Her face flushed red, and she slumped
onto the table, pressing my hand against her skirt to stop it from going any further. She let out a low, suppressed
moan: "No~~"
Our seats were in the top row of the classroom, so of course no one would notice my hand
lewdly exploring between Angie's thighs. I brought my mouth close to Angie's ear and gently blew a breath: "Just now—I—
saw—everything—oh—"
These words were like a spell, instantly making the little beauty weak all over. I then added an even more explicit question
: "Did you—masturbate—until—late at night yesterday?" She parted her sexy, red lips,
breathing slightly heavily. My hand slowly breached her defenses, slipping between her full, shapely thighs.
My fingers parted her soft, downy pubic hair, gently teasing her slightly parted, pink labia
.
"Oh~" the beautiful girl let out a suppressed moan, her body trembling as if electrocuted. Her
full, round buttocks instinctively moved back, trying to escape my lewd caresses, but my fingers were firmly planted
inside her alabaster mons pubis, teasing her moist, soft clitoris until it stood erect and glistening.
At the junction of her labia, my fingertips, dipped in the involuntary flow of nectar, pressed against her delicate, sensitive pink clitoris
. The layers of tender flesh in her honeyed orifice opened and writhed under my teasing, the sticky nectar flowing out continuously…
In the sacred classroom, under the noses of her teacher and classmates, to have her
honeyed orifice was a scene she had never experienced before.
Angie's cheeks were flushed, her breath coming in short gasps. She bit her lip and scrawled on the paper,
"You're so bad!!!" Watching this beautiful girl, so thoroughly wet from being violated in public, I
couldn't resist parting her firm, plump labia, my fingers probing deep into her soft, moist opening,
slowly sliding in amidst the sticky fluid.
The intense pleasure made her almost convulse, bending over. A gush of hot nectar spurted from her vulva
, wetting my hand. I heard her moan, and noticed
a damp patch on her seat. I quietly asked, "Is it good?" She glared at me resentfully without answering. I
smiled slightly and whispered, "I want to make love to you."
Almost ten minutes later, she handed me a note: "Time? Place?" I immediately turned to look at her.
Her eyes, curved in a half-smile, were fixed on me, an angelic face, yet her gaze was so wanton.
I immediately replied, "Tonight, my apartment." She replied, "On one condition." "Say it!"
"Don't touch me during the day!" "Okay!"
We then began to chat easily and pleasantly, like old friends who had known each other for years. I learned that her family was quite
wealthy , and she lived in a high-end apartment on campus, just like me—a large four-bedroom, three-
living-room suite, also for four people, each with their own bedroom. However, her suite currently only had three people living there,
with one bedroom empty.
When no one was looking, I quietly asked her, "Did you masturbate last night?" She
hit me hard with her textbook, completely extinguishing my last bit of curiosity about the question. As we both looked forward to the romantic scene that was about to unfold that night, our bodies gradually changed
as time passed . Her face often inexplicably turned red, her chest heaved with each breath, and her eyes became increasingly watery, occasionally exchanging ambiguous glances with me. My heart raced, my blood boiled, and my little brother began to stir. I regretted not scheduling the class for noon. Time seemed to drag on; I couldn't concentrate on my studies and was restless. Angie, however, sat upright, listening intently. I couldn't help but admire her. Outside, it was as dark as if it were about to rain. It was morning, but it felt like midnight. Just as I was getting incredibly bored, the fluorescent lights in the classroom flickered and went out. Power outage! The girls' screams and the boys' cheers instantly filled the classroom. Normally, I would have been the loudest of the boys. But this time, as the classroom plunged into darkness, a sudden thought struck me. Without a word, I wrapped my arms around the slender waist beside me, and a warm, soft body nestled into my embrace. The beauty in my arms gave a soft "hmm," offering no resistance. Of course, I didn't hold back; my fingers expertly began to caress...

I looked at the peach-like flesh beneath her short skirt. She trembled in my arms, warm, sticky nectar overflowing from her.
Suddenly, the little beauty bit my shoulder hard. Just as I was about to scream in pain, two sweet, soft,
moist lips, breathing warm air, pressed against mine.
I tightened my arms around her slender waist, our tongues entwining wildly. I lifted her
skirt, exposing her snow-white, sexy buttocks to the darkness. She sat on my lap, kissing me passionately.
My hands slid down to her breasts. Her two full, firm breasts were large and round, full of the elasticity unique to young girls.
They felt incredibly soft and comfortable to touch. I vigorously caressed her high peaks, pinching her gradually hardening
pink nipples. She kept letting out low, suppressed moans in my ear: "Ah~ Oh~ I~ So hot~"
My little brother was already standing tall and erect. A slender hand reached down, and with a "hiss," pulled down
the zipper, directly pulling it out of my underwear.
It seemed the electricity wouldn't be back on for a while, as a staff member rushed in to say it was a rare
area-wide power outage. The professor then dismissed class, but because it was also incredibly dark outside, most students
were unwilling to return to their dormitories, especially the girls, who were even more afraid to go back. Since there was no electricity anywhere,
it was safer to stay in the crowded classroom. Therefore, although the professor left, more than half of the students remained in the classroom.
I didn't care about any of that. Angie's slender fingers gently held my entire penis, caressing it constantly
. She gripped the shaft tightly and stroked it up and down, rubbing the swollen glans with her thumb. Her long, slender fingers repeatedly squeezed the sensitive folds beneath
the glans , sometimes tightly encircling the shaft, rubbing it back and forth with her soft, warm palms.
My penis, under her constant teasing, was already as hard as steel, long and thick, requiring both her hands to fully
grasp it.
She held my penis with one hand, pointing it high towards the ceiling, and Angie's body moved quietly in the darkness
. Suddenly, I felt an indescribable tingling pleasure in my glans. My sensitive crown was pressed against a soft, warm, and moist surface
. Then, my entire glans was enveloped tightly by a slippery, moist, and fiery fleshy cavity. I
groaned comfortably, my penis growing even harder.
Angie gripped my shoulders tightly, her plump, round buttocks slowly lowering her. The girl's moist, tight vagina
writhed and contracted under the pressure of my glans, tightly wrapping around my penis. She let out a soft moan, her whole body
trembling slightly, her limp body suddenly stiffening. I knew I had broken her
hymen, which she had cherished for so many years, and a secret joy welled up inside me.
"It hurts so much~" Angie groaned softly in my ear. I held her smooth, plump buttocks and slowly pulled her down. Amid
her soft cries of pain, my penis mercilessly forced open her untouched virgin vagina until the glans finally
touched her tender clitoris. She let out a long-suppressed groan, her forehead covered in sweat.
The lively chatter and conversation in the classroom were right beside me. In this boundless darkness, my large penis
was firmly inserted into the wet, virgin vagina of the beautiful Angie right before their eyes, engaging in wanton intercourse.
I slowly lifted her round buttocks, my large penis, coated with her nectar and tightly held by her tender flesh,
rubbed against her soft vaginal muscles as I slowly withdrew. When I reached the glans, I suddenly put her down, the head of my penis forcefully pushing
aside the undulating folds of flesh and thrusting in.
The intense impact almost made Angie collapse on top of me, her breath coming softly in my ear
. Each time I thrust in hard, she would convulse, clinging to me tightly, biting her lip, and letting out a
low moan.
The thrill of making love in public was incredibly arousing. Because I couldn't see her in the dark, my focus
was entirely on the friction of our skin against each other, greatly amplifying the primal pleasure
. I felt my penis swelling with rage, making soft, wet sounds as I thrust powerfully
and deeply into her tight little hole.
My continuous thrusting drove her wild, and she cried out several times. I also
couldn't help but moan and pant. Fortunately, the classroom was noisy, and we were sitting in a corner, so no one
noticed the intoxicating sounds of our lovemaking. Angie's vagina was so tender and tight, warm, slippery fluid constantly
overflowing, lubricating my penis.
This tight, slippery sensation made it impossible for me to slowly thrust in and out; my heart was filled with masculine
brutality and a desire to conquer. Just then, Angie became wanton, moaning sweetly, "Mmm...mmm...
husband...so...so good...you're killing me..."
I growled softly, picked her up, and pressed her against the desk, forcefully spreading her full, shapely thighs
. My thick, hard penis pressed against her soft, moist opening, thrusting in deeply. Although her vagina had been
thoroughly lubricated and opened, the rough insertion still made her cry out, her fingers gripping my
back tightly.
I didn't give her a chance to breathe, and began to thrust wildly and relentlessly. Each thrust went all the way in,
each entry to the very root. Her tender, wet folds trembled and contracted, her juices soaking
both of our . I pulled open her shirt and vigorously rubbed her full, round, and incredibly elastic breasts.
Angie was quickly brought to orgasm by the intense assault, her juices covering her snow-white buttocks. She
trembled beneath me, biting her collar to stifle her cries. Her hands slipped
inside my clothes, gripping my back muscles tightly, her plump, round buttocks thrusting rhythmically.
Immersed in boundless pleasure, she gasped, repeatedly uttering soft syllables: "Faster,
faster...deeper...ah...um..."
Just then, a torrential downpour began outside, and many classmates screamed and ran
to the corridor to see what was happening. The overwhelming sound of the rain conveniently masked
the sounds of our intense lovemaking.
Angie suddenly convulsed, her long legs tightly gripping my waist, her sharp nails digging into my flesh. She
breathed heavily, moaning softly, "Don't stop! Mmm~ harder~ faster~ mmm~" I felt her
vagina contracting and spasming in waves, gripping my penis tightly with each thrust, bringing me immense
pleasure. It felt like an electric current was constantly flowing through my penis, and I longed to ejaculate freely.
I gritted my teeth and thrust into her with my last ounce of strength. With my frenzied pounding, the gates of her ecstasy
finally opened!
She suddenly bit my shoulder hard, letting out a low, dying moan. The pain temporarily
distracted me, slightly reducing my urge to ejaculate. I seized the opportunity to continue thrusting into her. Her tender, moist vagina
contracted repeatedly, the powerful suction making my penis feel like it was dying of pleasure.
Angie, with her wet lips parted, whispered seductively in my ear, "Shoot...give
me...semen..." Her body convulsed briefly again, and her vulva gushed out a large gush of incredibly warm
fluid, splashing onto my sensitive glans.
I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I shivered involuntarily. A powerful surge of ecstasy erupted from deep within me.
I held her limp body tightly, my large penis throbbing and pulsating beneath her warm, soft vagina. With a low growl
, I forcefully ejaculated thick, milky-white semen into her tender vagina.
She struggled to lift her head, her warm, moist lips searching for mine. We kissed passionately, our tongues
entwining like nimble snakes, conveying the lingering sweetness after our passion.
I shifted my body, withdrawing my penis from her slightly parted labia, and gently
dressed both of us.
Angie leaned against me, letting me do as I pleased. After I was tidied up, I smoothed her hair. Although
I couldn't see her face clearly in the darkness, I imagined it must be radiant. Thinking of this, I couldn't resist gently
kissing her cheek.
She softly hummed in response, lost in thought. I asked her softly, "What's wrong?"
She shifted slightly in my arms, burying her face in my chest, and placed my hand on her waist, but
remained silent. I held her slender waist, inhaling the fragrance of her hair; her soft, full figure in my arms was uniquely alluring, and I
was momentarily stunned.
After a while, she gently kissed me and said, "Later... can you take me back to my apartment?"
"Of course, it's raining so hard outside, and it's so dark... Oh, wait, didn't you promise to come to
my place tonight?" I chuckled. "We'll continue tonight."
She playfully punched me, embarrassed: "I'm not going!" I asked, surprised, why. She gently brought her lips to my
ear and whispered, "It's my first time, it hurts!"
I readily accepted this excuse. Touching her full breasts, I asked softly, "When can we
do it again?"
"Then...would you be my boyfriend?" Angie countered, "I'm not a casual girl
."
"Of course." I thought to myself, my penis is still stained with her virgin blood,
wouldn't I be a fool not to have such a beautiful and alluring girlfriend?
Angie happily kissed me and whispered, "Do you know why I'm not wearing underwear?"
I was also puzzled by this. A beautiful girl like her, not wearing underwear in college—especially since
she's a virgin—it's simply unbelievable.
"That's because all my underwear was stolen by a pervert!" I suddenly realized. Hearing such
a charming young girl so alluring and coquettish in my arms, my little brother almost felt reborn. I hugged her tighter:
"That's easy, come to my place tonight, I'll give you a dozen new panties."
"No way~" she wriggled in my arms like a spoiled child, "I don't want to go!"
"Why? Don't you want panties?" My hand secretly slipped between her legs, where sticky,
slippery fluid still flowed between her vulva.
"I'll buy them myself… If I go to your place again… you'll kill me… just like before…
several times I thought I was dead…" Angie whispered. If it were under the light, you could definitely
see the faint blush on her face.
I held her, chuckling, knowing that this little beauty was completely conquered by me! And so, on my
first day of university, I met my first girlfriend, and in class, I took her most precious
virginity!

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