Campus Belle's Perks (02)

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Liu Jing returned home, greeted her parents, and immediately grabbed her clothes to take a shower. She stood naked in front of the mirror, looking at her reflection. Her figure filled her with immense pride; her breasts were more developed than other girls', rounder and firmer. Her waist was slender; she was a girl who ate a lot but didn't easily gain weight. Liu Jing used to admire her body; she had fantasized that all the men in the world would willingly die for her if they saw it. The thought of her body being admired by all the men in the world made her blush. Yin Hao left his mark on Liu Jing's pure and flawless body: finger marks on her breasts, a hickey from her neck to her lower abdomen, and dried semen residue on her pubic hair. Liu Jing felt happy looking at all this; no longer being a virgin filled her with pride. Liu Jing looked at herself for a full ten minutes before turning on the shower and starting to shower. As she rubbed the semen off her pubic hair and cleaned the remaining semen from the inside of her vagina with her fingers, she suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if she had lost something. The bathroom was filled with smoke, like a fairyland. Liu Jing wiped the condensation off the mirror and began to admire her body again. The hickeys left by Yin Hao wouldn't disappear anytime soon, and Liu Jing was willing to let them stay on her body for a while longer. Water droplets flowed down Liu Jing's shoulders, past her snow-white breasts, and gathered at her pink nipples before dripping down. Her soft pubic hair was still so neat, and the water droplets made it even more sexy and alluring. Liu Jing stayed in the bathroom for half an hour before getting dressed and coming out. Dinner was already laid out on the table, and her parents were already eating. Liu Jing sat down to eat without saying a word. Liu Jing's father, Liu Jie, was curious why his daughter had taken so long to bathe and was so silent while eating; this was quite unlike her usual self. "Jingjing, is something bothering you? Tell Daddy." Liu Jing shook her head and continued eating. Liu Jing's mother, unable to bear it any longer, stepped on Liu Jing's father's foot under the table and glared at him, signaling him to be quiet. Liu Jing, oblivious to her parents' conversation, was preoccupied with Yin Hao and unknowingly finished her meal before returning to her room. Back in her room, Liu Jing turned on her computer but didn't know what to do. Suddenly remembering she hadn't asked for Yin Hao's contact information, she felt a surge of regret, almost wanting to jump off a building. Anxious about how to contact Yin Hao, she nearly cried. Liu Jing simply turned off the computer and went to bed early, but couldn't fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Yin Hao, and images of them chatting and playing the piano together flashed before her eyes. Liu Jing struggled until 2 a.m. before finally falling asleep, only to wake up at 6 a.m. Yin Hao was gone, and Teacher Zheng had returned. Teacher Zheng was very satisfied with everyone's learning over the past month, praising the whole class and emphasizing Liu Jing's excellent work. Liu Jing lay on her desk, lost in thought about Yin Hao, not paying attention to a single word. She was constantly daydreaming in class, but fortunately, she had a strong foundation and consistently ranked first in tests, preventing her grades from slipping. Liu Jing spent a week in a daze, the lack of Yin Hao causing her immense suffering. She was cold and distant to acquaintances at school, completely ignoring Chu Tianyu and walking past him, making Chu Tianyu wonder if he had done something wrong to offend her. Wu Yilong came to find Liu Jing after class, putting his hand on her shoulder. Liu Jing looked up and saw Wu Yilong's wide, fleshy mouth, which made her feel nauseous. She quickly pulled her hand away, leaving the previously excited Wu Yilong dejectedly returning to his seat. Before PE class, Liu Jing was lost in thought on the balcony when suddenly, as if remembering something, she rushed to the homeroom teacher's office. "Teacher, do you have Mr. Yin Hao's contact information?" Liu Jing asked expectantly, standing in front of the homeroom teacher's desk. "Yes." This answer excited Liu Jing. "But Yin Hao told me not to tell you his contact information before he left." Liu Jing's heart sank. "Liu Jing, you're a smart girl, excellent in both character and academics. All your teachers have a good impression of you, but you must understand that even the most beautiful flower will wither too soon if it blooms too early. Teacher Yin doesn't want to affect your studies. If you miss Teacher Yin, you can go to university in his city." The homeroom teacher's words chilled Liu Jing to the bone. It seemed there was no hope of contacting Yin Hao before the college entrance exam. Although Liu Jing didn't agree with the homeroom teacher, she nodded and left the office. Yin Hao was the first person she truly loved. She gave him her precious virginity, but unexpectedly, Yin Hao vanished without a trace. Even the homeroom teacher remained tight-lipped about Yin Hao. Yin Hao gave her the most unforgettable and happiest memories of her adolescence, but left her with intense pain. After Yin Hao left, Liu Jing was tormented by longing every moment. Falling in love for the first time was so unforgettable, so painfully intense. If she had known loving someone would be this painful, she would have preferred never to have met Yin Hao. "I wonder if he misses me, if he feels the same pain I feel when I can't see him." "He won't. If he missed me, he would have come to find me. He's so free in university; he would have come long ago." "He said he would wait for me. Will he really?" "I've already slept with him. I'm his. Is he mine? Besides me, how many other people does he have?"... Liu Jing's mind raced for a while, then she suddenly took a deep breath. "Why should I think about him? He's gone, so don't come back. I need to be a strong woman. I still have my parents, and a group of people I love and who love me. Forget him, Liu Jing, don't torture yourself."
Thinking this, Liu Jing's melancholy improved considerably. She strode downstairs to her PE class. Then, remembering the time she spent playing the piano with Yin Hao during PE class, she felt sad again. Sitting alone on the lawn, lost in thought, she suddenly noticed someone standing next to her. She didn't know how long she'd been there. Looking up, she saw Wu Yilong, but his gaze was strange, fixed on her. Looking down, she realized her chest was exposed, and Wu Yilong was staring at her. Liu Jing was wearing a wide-necked t-shirt today. Sitting on the ground, leaning forward, the exposed area between her clothes and breasts gave Wu Yilong, with his "interested" eyes, an easy target. Liu Jing quickly covered her clothes, stood up, and walked away without looking back. Wu Yilong stood there, regretting his lapse in composure, and worried about whether he could still be friends with Liu Jing. Liu Jing left the playground and wandered around the school. Before she knew it, she had reached the school gate. She couldn't help but think of the time she and Yin Hao had been intimate at school, and the gate had already closed. A wave of sadness washed over her, and she sat down on the steps in front of the gatehouse, lost in thought. "Hey, why are you sitting here?" Liu Jing suddenly heard a voice behind her. Turning around, she saw it was Grandpa Qin, the gatekeeper. It was Grandpa Qin who had opened the gate for her and Yin Hao last time. Grandpa Qin brought out a stool from inside and placed it next to Liu Jing. "Don't sit on the ground, you'll get your clothes dirty." Liu Jing always respected the elderly and didn't want to refuse Grandpa Qin's kindness, so she sat down on the stool. Grandpa Qin was the school's gatekeeper, and he had worked there for many years. He was very kind to the students and even helped them deliver their packages to their classrooms. Therefore, everyone at the school respected him. Although Liu Jing hadn't had much contact with Grandpa Qin, she would always greet him whenever she saw him. However, Grandpa Qin didn't know her name. "Did you not do well on your exams, or is something else wrong?" "I'm fine, Grandpa Qin," Liu Jing replied casually, brushing some loose hair behind her ears. "I know you high school students face a lot of pressure preparing for college entrance exams, and your studies are tough, but you can't keep it all bottled up inside. It'll affect your health and your studies, and that would be terrible." Grandpa Qin's advice wasn't exactly helpful, but it still warmed Liu Jing's heart. She gave Grandpa Qin a bright smile: "I'm fine, thank you, Grandpa Qin." "It's good that you're alright. I watch you go to school every day, hoping you all get into good universities." With that, Grandpa Qin turned and went back into the house. When he came out, he was carrying a box of chocolates. "This was a gift from Ms. Zhang, my chemistry teacher. I delivered the package to her office for her, and she insisted on thanking me, so I accepted it. But I don't like eating this kind of thing, and it would be a waste to leave it, so you can have it."
Liu Jing quickly refused, "No, no, no, how can I take something Teacher Zhang gave you? Grandpa, please keep it." Grandpa Qin insisted, and seeing that he was serious, Liu Jing knew that refusing would hurt his feelings, so she gave him a hug and accepted the chocolate. Grandpa Qin beamed with joy upon seeing Liu Jing accept the chocolate. Liu Jing chatted with Grandpa Qin, introducing herself and telling him many interesting stories she had seen, making him laugh heartily. She herself temporarily forgot about Yin Hao and felt much better. "Ding ding ding," the bell rang, and Liu Jing had to return to the classroom. Grandpa Qin told her to come visit whenever she had time, and she readily agreed, thanking him for the chocolate. As Liu Jing passed the administration building, she saw Director Zhao, the head of the teaching department, walking towards her. "Hello, Director Zhao!" "You—you're Liu Jing, right?" "You know me?!" "Of course I know you! Your teacher, Ms. Zheng, always praises you, always saying things like, 'Liu Jing from Class 9, how wonderful she is!' I've heard so much about you." "I'm flattered." Liu Jing answered playfully, not caring that the other person was a teacher. Director Zhao chuckled, then paused thoughtfully before his smile faded. "Yin Hao used to teach your class, right?" Liu Jing's heart started racing at the mention of Yin Hao, and her cheeks flushed. She hummed in agreement and nodded. "Then come to my office after school on Friday afternoon. I have something to tell you about Yin Hao. Class is about to start, so you should go home now." Hearing news about Yin Hao, Liu Jing's gloomy mood dissipated considerably. She skipped and hopped all the way back to the classroom. After school on Friday afternoon, Liu Jing collected all the class's workbooks and delivered them to Ms. Zheng's office before heading to the administration building. The administration building was quiet. Liu Jing could only hear her own footsteps; the school leaders must have all gone home. Liu Jing knocked on the door of Director Zhao's office. Director Zhao was engrossed in reviewing documents. "Oh, Liu Jing, come on in. Have a seat." Director Zhao looked up and saw Liu Jing, moving a chair next to his desk and inviting her to sit down. Liu Jing thanked him, sat down, and then apologized to Director Zhao, "I'm so sorry, Director Zhao, I was collecting homework earlier. I've kept you waiting." "It's alright, it's alright," Director Zhao said repeatedly. "You're very responsible and dedicated to your work, helping teachers and students solve their problems. You deserve praise." The conversation had started well, and Liu Jing wanted to get to the point about Yin Hao. Just as she was about to speak, Director Zhao put his hand on Liu Jing's shoulder. "Liu Jing, you're an excellent child. Many teachers like pretty girls like you who are good at studying. To be honest, I like girls like you too." As Director Zhao spoke, his hand slid down to Liu Jing's arm, lightly squeezing it, his thumb even brushing against her breast. Although it didn't hurt, it was uncomfortable, especially the brush against her breast, which made her feel uneasy, even though she felt it wasn't intentional. Liu Jing shrugged and swayed, casually freeing herself from Director Zhao's hand. Director Zhao's face darkened as Liu Jing broke free, and he said to her, "Do you like Teacher Yin Hao?"
Liu Jing simply denied it. "Then what did you two do in the music room a Friday a week ago?" Despite her shock, Liu Jing nonchalantly replied that nothing had happened. Director Zhao sneered, a laugh that sent chills down Liu Jing's spine. He then opened his laptop, played a video, and turned the screen towards Liu Jing. Liu Jing watched the video, her face a mask of panic, shame, and disappointment. The video showed a man and a woman having sex in a distant classroom—the music room. Although the figures were blurry, they were unmistakably herself and Yin Hao. Liu Jing worried that this would be leaked, feared punishment, and felt a wave of shame at the thought of the sexual act being seen. She was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. Director Zhao spoke again: "Liu Jing, I didn't expect you to be so slutty, letting someone sleep with you like that, and even being so proactive. Yin Hao is really something, sleeping with the school beauty after only a month here. I really need to learn from him." Liu Jing was startled by Director Zhao's words. She never expected that Director Zhao, a teacher, would utter such vulgar and obscene language, and she was immediately too frightened to speak. "I'm in charge of school security, don't worry, I'm the only one who saw this video." Hearing this, Liu Jing felt a little relieved. "If this video leaks out, not only will you be unable to face anyone, but you won't be able to study at this school anymore." Liu Jing was terrified by these words. "If you serve me well today, just like you did with Yin Hao, I promise no one else will know about this. Let me taste the school beauty too." Director Zhao began to lewdly laugh before he finished speaking, drool already overflowing from the corner of his mouth. "No, no, I can't do this, and you can't do this either, you're a teacher." Liu Jing said, standing up and running towards the door. Director Zhao reacted even faster, catching up with Liu Jing after two steps. "Why can Yin Hao fuck you, but I can't?" "Because I love him." Liu Jing said this without fear. "You slut, you let him fuck you just because he's handsome, and you say you love him? You just love his face. Today I'm going to fuck you, I'm going to suck your tits, play with your cunt, and feed you with my big dick." Liu Jing wanted to cover her ears after hearing Director Zhao's filthy words, but her hands were firmly held by Director Zhao and she couldn't move, so she could only listen with a frown. "Are you going to be obedient, or should I force myself on you?" "Let me go, I'll give you money." Liu Jing still hoped that Director Zhao would have a change of heart. "I don't lack money. Do you know how many gifts I receive from students every year? I also know that your parents are business people and have plenty of money, but I just want to fuck you." Director Zhao's hands were already kneading Liu Jing's breasts through her clothes. "You're developing well. You're only 17 and you already have a B cup. Let me massage you today to help you go up to a C cup." Director Zhao became more and more excited as he spoke, and the force he applied to Liu Jing's breasts increased. Liu Jing was filled with shame and indignation as this disgusting and vulgar man touched her delicate breasts. She wanted nothing more than to bang her head against the wall and commit suicide, but she couldn't move and could only scream and beg for mercy. "Director Zhao, please, let me go, let me go," Liu Jing pleaded, her voice trembling with sobs, tears already streaming down her face. Only Liu Jing and Director Zhao remained in the administration building. No matter how much Liu Jing screamed, no one would come to her rescue. Director Zhao turned Liu Jing around to face him. At this moment, Liu Jing's face was flushed, tears streaming down her cheeks, her long eyelashes still wet with the tears of humiliation, and the sweat secreted from struggling and panic made her neat bangs stick to her forehead. Liu Jing's pitiful appearance did not suppress Director Zhao's bestiality; on the contrary, it made him even more determined to possess the beauty before him. Director Zhao held Liu Jing with one arm, firmly fixing her body and arm in place, and with the other hand, he grabbed Liu Jing's long hair. Liu Jing felt excruciating pain with the slightest movement of her head. At this moment, Director Zhao grinned lewdly, licked his lips, and kissed Liu Jing's innocent face. Liu Jing felt a stench; it was Director Zhao's bad breath. Director Zhao's lips were locked on Liu Jing's, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pry them apart. Having no other choice, Director Zhao went even further, starting with Liu Jing's eyebrows, licking her eyelids, licking away her tears, then scraping across her prominent nose, before finally lingering on her lips, swirling his tongue around them. Liu Jing's pretty face, so attractive to women, was covered in Director Zhao's saliva, glistening. Liu Jing was so disgusted by his saliva that she almost vomited, too afraid to even cry. She let out a slight sigh of relief, but Director Zhao seized the opportunity, sticking his tongue into her mouth. She wanted to bite off his tongue but didn't dare, forced to let his lewd tongue roam freely in her mouth, sucking her saliva and teasing her tongue. Director Zhao found Liu Jing's saliva refreshingly sweet, sucking it with loud "whoosh" sounds, making Liu Jing feel somewhat suffocated. He grabbed the hem of Liu Jing's shirt with one hand, and did the same with the other, raising both hands together. Taking advantage of Liu Jing's immersion in the wet kiss, he removed her shirt. Liu Jing was disgusted by Director Zhao's forceful kiss and somewhat disoriented. In a moment of carelessness, she realized her shirt was already in Director Zhao's hand. She quickly covered her chest with her hands and retreated to a corner. "Wearing such a sexy bra, you're really slutty. Otherwise, why would so many guys like you?" Liu Jing's bra today was white with black spots, and paired with her snow-white, half-naked breasts, it was truly a sight to behold. Her jade-like arms covered her chest, exuding a seductive charm. Director Zhao approached step by step, and Liu Jing could only close her eyes. In this situation, there was no other way but to wait for the devil's violation. Liu Jing felt uneasy, and suddenly a strange thought arose in her mind: Maybe she should just pretend he was Yin Hao. At first, it was just a ridiculous thought, but unexpectedly, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind: "Treat him as Yin Hao." This voice kept repeating, growing louder and louder, and Liu Jing herself felt that the arms she was holding to her chest weren't so tight anymore. Director Zhao removed Liu Jing's arms with almost no force, which surprised him. Even if Liu Jing wasn't strong, it would still take him a lot of effort to subdue her, but he didn't expect it to be so easy. Director Zhao pushed up Liu Jing's bra, unhooked the back of her bra, and threw it far away. Liu Jing now stood naked in front of Director Zhao, letting him greedily look at her breasts and fair skin. She was uneasy; escape was impossible. Was she really going to let Director Zhao rape her? While Liu Jing was still in a daze, Director Zhao had already stripped himself naked, his long, thick, dark penis standing proudly, the purplish-black glans glistening, exuding an aura of dominance. Liu Jing looked down at Director Zhao's penis, which was larger and darker than Yin Hao's. She didn't know whether to be excited or terrified, so she simply closed her eyes and quietly awaited Director Zhao's humiliation. Director Zhao grabbed Liu Jing's breasts with both hands: "Such tender breasts, so smooth and soft. If only they were a little bigger. These nipples are so perky. Yin Hao is so lucky to be the first to suckle your breasts. My second one is not bad either." With that, Director Zhao lowered his head and took one of Liu Jing's nipples into his mouth, sucking it gently and gradually increasing the pressure, then lightly biting it, causing Liu Jing to gasp repeatedly. Director Zhao's nostrils were pressed against Liu Jing's breast, inhaling the unique fragrance of a young girl. His other hand wasn't idle either, grabbing and kneading Liu Jing's other breast forcefully, causing Liu Jing to cry out in pain. "It hurts! Be gentle!" "Why do you tell me to be gentle instead of stopping? You little bitch, do you like me touching your breasts?" "No, Director Zhao, please let me go! I don't want you to touch my—" "Breasts?" Director Zhao asked with interest. "Don't touch my breasts." Liu Jing overcame her shyness and said this with great determination. Director Zhao pinched Liu Jing's nipple with his fingers and said, "Say 'breasts'." He then pinched Liu Jing's nipple hard, and Liu Jing cried out in pain. "Please don't touch my breasts." Liu Jing said this with a sob in her voice, tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto her breasts that Director Zhao was ravaging. Director Zhao grinned maliciously, pinched Liu Jing's nipples with both hands, and said, "Beg me to touch your breasts, or I'll squeeze them until they burst." Naked and with tears in her eyes, Liu Jing looked even more pitiful. She hesitated whether to say those shameless words. At this moment, she hoped that someone would rush in and save her. "Touch my breasts," Liu Jing finally said, and then suddenly felt much more relaxed. Director Zhao granted Liu Jing's "request," kneading her breasts wantonly. Waves of pleasure surged from Liu Jing's breasts to her brain, and she began to enjoy Director Zhao's massage and teasing tongue. "Mmm, harder, lick my nipples, lick faster." Liu Jing's quick surrender excited Director Zhao even more, and he played with her breasts even more vigorously. Soon, Liu Jing's breasts were covered with his finger marks and saliva. Director Zhao's mouth remained on Liu Jing's breasts, licking and sucking, making "swish" sounds, while his hands pulled down Liu Jing's pants. When Director Zhao removed Liu Jing's already soaked and transparent panties, Liu Jing's beautiful paradise was once again revealed to the man. Director Zhao stood up and kissed Liu Jing's lips again. Although he didn't know the techniques of kissing, kissing such a beautiful girl made him feel the taste of love. He practically licked Liu Jing's lips and teeth, sucking on her saliva. He felt that Liu Jing's saliva was fragrant, the purest liquid in the world.Ignoring Liu Jing's attempts to dodge, he relentlessly shoved his saliva into her mouth, like a wolf pouncing on a newborn lamb. Director Zhao had terrible breath, something Liu Jing had been enduring since entering the room, but now she couldn't take it anymore. She tried to push him away, but his strong, thick hands gripped her arms tightly, rendering her feeble resistance useless. Desperate, Liu Jing, filled with disgust and shame, pinched Director Zhao hard on the chest. He released his grip in pain, then flew into a rage. "You little bitch!" he cursed, his revenge focused on Liu Jing's tender breasts. He grabbed, pinched, gnawed, and bit at them, leaving them battered and bruised, his saliva filling the gaps with his teeth marks. Not satisfied with that, he grabbed Liu Jing's hair and ordered her, "Say you're a bitch." He wanted to psychologically break her. Liu Jing refused to speak, glaring hatefully at Director Zhao with her mouth shut. Her almond-shaped eyes shimmered with tears of resentment and humiliation, yet she seemed utterly helpless. Liu Jing's non-cooperation enraged Director Zhao. He pressed her onto the table, forcibly spreading her legs and teasing her clitoris. "Hmm, still very tender," Director Zhao remarked, pleased with her clitoris. He touched it gently, his rough fingertips lightly rubbing it. Liu Jing gritted her teeth, trying to remain silent, but her body writhed, her breasts trembling, unsure where to place her hands. "Please, stop, I can't take it anymore," Liu Jing moaned, pleading. But Director Zhao wouldn't give up. One hand stimulated her clitoris, the other played with her breasts. Liu Jing knew exactly how to make Director Zhao stop. After a moment's hesitation, she uttered, "I'm a whore." Director Zhao felt a surge of secret pleasure; hearing Liu Jing say that truly gave him the thrill of humiliating the school beauty. However, was Director Zhao the kind of person to let Liu Jing off so easily? "What did you say? I didn't hear you." Director Zhao's hands remained on Liu Jing's body; it would be interesting to hear those words from Liu Jing's mouth several times. "I'm a whore, I'm a whore, I'm a whore," Liu Jing repeated three times, her voice trembling with sobs. Director Zhao, in the heat of the moment, unzipped his pants, revealing his dark penis. Yin Hao's penis was slightly smaller and whiter than Director Zhao's; Director Zhao's penis was disgusting, and Liu Jing glanced at it before turning her head away. Director Zhao noticed Liu Jing's unintentional dissatisfaction and thrust forward suddenly, his entire penis plunging into Liu Jing's vagina. Caught off guard, Liu Jing felt a sharp pain and couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!" Director Zhao slapped Liu Jing's snow-white thighs as he thrust in and out, each time inserting his entire penis. Liu Jing had never been penetrated so deeply before. At first, it was a little painful, but gradually, as vaginal lubrication increased, the pain lessened, replaced by unprecedented pleasure. Liu Jing's moans were less about pain and more about a pleasure she herself didn't realize or want to admit. Director Zhao's hands caressed Liu Jing's thighs, gradually increasing the speed and force of his thrusts. His thighs slammed against Liu Jing's buttocks again and again, the "slap slap slap" sounds growing increasingly rapid. Liu Jing knew her body was no longer clean; Director Zhao had entered her, and she had no choice but to betray Yin Hao. Liu Jing tried her best not to moan, because Director Zhao's thrusts were giving her pleasure. Even so, she still let out a soft "humming." Seeing Liu Jing's reaction, Director Zhao stopped thrusting. "Little bitch, isn't it good? My big dick is better than Yin Hao's, isn't it?" "No way!" Liu Jing retorted angrily. Director Zhao thrust forcefully into Liu Jing's vagina again, and Liu Jing instinctively cried out. Director Zhao began thrusting powerfully and rapidly: "You said my dick isn't as good as Yin Hao's? Today I'll let you taste his power." He then thrust powerfully hundreds of times. At first, Liu Jing could endure it without making a sound, but after being penetrated by Director Zhao dozens of times, she gradually couldn't take it anymore. Slowly, she began to moan, and the moans gradually grew louder. The pleasure from her lower body quickly took over her brain, and her previous resistance and persistence disappeared without a trace. At this moment, she even forgot who Yin Hao was. "So comfortable, so good." Director Zhao was very happy to hear Liu Jing say such words, and he thrust even harder. "Is it good? Is my dick bigger?" "So comfortable, harder, mmm mmm mmm." Liu Jing answered while moaning, her brain completely occupied by pleasure. Director Zhao stopped thrusting again. Liu Jing was still immersed in the pleasure of being manipulated by Director Zhao. Suddenly losing Director Zhao's big dick made her a little uncomfortable. She shouted, "Fuck me, fuck me harder." Hearing Liu Jing say this, Director Zhao was extremely excited. He held his penis and prepared for another round of thrusting, but he wanted to humiliate Liu Jing a little more. "Are you a slut?" "Yes, fuck me now." Liu Jing was delirious and a little anxious. "Beg me to fuck you." "I'm a slut, I beg you to fuck me now." "How do I fuck you?" "Put your cock in my cunt, and I want you to touch my tits." As she said this, Liu Jing was rubbing her own tits. "Call me daddy, call me daddy now." Director Zhao said excitedly, thrusting his penis into Liu Jing's vagina. Perhaps because of excitement, Liu Jing kept shouting "Daddy, fuck me now," "Harder, daddy" after Director Zhao penetrated her. Director Zhao, full of energy, began a new round of thrusting. Every "Daddy" from Liu Jing excited him greatly, as if he were fucking his own daughter, and with each thrust he wanted to pierce through Liu Jing's body. Liu Jing's eyes were already glazed with desire, her face flushed, her hands squeezing her breasts, whether in pain or pleasure, she continued to thrust fiercely for another twenty minutes. Director Zhao was about to ejaculate when Liu Jing reached her climax, a gush of hot urine spurting out. Director Zhao's ejaculation was uncontrolled, and his thick, hot semen shot into Liu Jing's uterus. At this moment, Liu Jing felt as if she were floating on clouds, experiencing boundless pleasure. Director Zhao was tired and sat down to rest in a chair, his large penis softening. Liu Jing lay on Director Zhao's desk, her hands beside her, her chest heaving violently, causing her breasts to sway up and down. Director Zhao, seeing the naked woman before him, became aroused again, grabbing Liu Jing's thighs and kissing and licking them wildly. Liu Jing gradually regained her senses; she realized she shouldn't succumb to this, she still had to wait for Yin Hao, and she began to resist. Director Zhao's nose was nudged by Liu Jing's knee, and he became slightly angry. "Damn it, you slut. You were enjoying yourself so much just now, and now you're pretending to be all high and mighty." With that, Director Zhao used three fingers together to thrust in and out of Liu Jing's vagina dozens of times, making her gasp repeatedly. Director Zhao shoved his wet hand into Liu Jing's mouth, making her taste his own vaginal fluid. "Only a slutty woman has this much fluid. What are you pretending to be innocent for when you're so slutty?" Director Zhao pulled Liu Jing up and led her to the full-length mirror in the office. Liu Jing saw her reflection in the mirror: her hair was disheveled, a small clump of hair was stuck to her face with saliva, the flush on her face hadn't faded, her breasts were red from being rubbed, her nipples were erect and almost twice their usual size, and the pubic hair in her triangle area was also messy, still smeared with Director Zhao's semen and her own vaginal fluid. Liu Jing didn't want to see such a pathetic sight anymore. How could she have become like this? Thinking about how much Director Zhao had enjoyed fucking her and how she had said so many shameless things, she felt even more ashamed. Watching Liu Jing's pained expression in front of the mirror, Director Zhao was as pleased as if he had won a battle. He wanted to torture Liu Jing further, to turn her into a complete slut today. Director Zhao grabbed Liu Jing's arms from behind, and at the same time, she felt his penis harden again and penetrate her vagina from below. Director Zhao actually wanted Liu Jing to see in the mirror how she was being fucked. He increased the speed of his thrusts, waves of pleasure flooding Liu Jing's brain. Looking at herself in the mirror, trembling from being fucked, her hair wildly swaying, obscuring her flushed face, her breasts bouncing up and down, Liu Jing suddenly felt that she was quite beautiful. Her shame gradually disappeared, and she wanted to release this pleasure. She cried out, "So good, harder!" As she cried out, she also trembled her hips, perfectly matching Director Zhao's thrusts. Their coordination was seamless, and after ten minutes, they both reached orgasm. Director Zhao pulled out his penis and shoved it into Liu Jing's mouth, ejaculating thick semen into her mouth. Liu Jing swallowed Director Zhao's semen, yet couldn't bear to part with his penis. She held it and cleaned away the remaining semen. Her small tongue nimbly traced the glans, leaving no trace untouched. Director Zhao's previously limp penis, stimulated by Liu Jing, regained its erection. Liu Jing saw herself in the mirror kneeling between Director Zhao's legs, licking his massive penis. She licked it slowly, her tongue swirling around the glans, just as Director Zhao's tongue had stimulated her nipples. She enveloped the glans with her sensual lips, rotating her head and gently rubbing it with her teeth. Liu Jing felt no aversion to herself; her shame had long since vanished. Having sex with Yin Hao was the same as having sex with Director Zhao, so why not make herself happy? Director Zhao felt incredibly comfortable with Liu Jing beneath him, thinking, "She's truly a natural.""You slutty, wanton bitch, you're so young and you can give oral sex so much pleasure." Liu Jing began licking Director Zhao's scrotum, teasing his testicles with her tongue. Director Zhao was overwhelmed by pleasure, inwardly praising Liu Jing for being cut out to be a whore. Liu Jing's cherry lips and fragrant tongue made Director Zhao ejaculate again, and this time Liu Jing swallowed his semen. Liu Jing sat on Director Zhao's lap, holding his head and kissing him. Director Zhao wanted to refuse because the semen in Liu Jing's mouth was too fishy, but Liu Jing, aroused, was like a bitch that couldn't be driven away, so Director Zhao had no choice but to hold Liu Jing's breasts and kiss her. Liu Jing closed her eyes, imagining Director Zhao as Yin Hao, kissing him passionately, sucking his saliva into her mouth. Liu Jing suddenly turned the tables, leaving Director Zhao at a loss, only able to grab Liu Jing's breasts and knead them to his heart's content. After Liu Jing finally finished kissing him, Director Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, stroking Liu Jing's breasts and saying, "I didn't expect you to really be cut out to be a slut. So slutty, so wanton. Your husband's going to be cuckolded." Liu Jing felt disgusted by Director Zhao's lewd appearance, and simply said, "Don't call me a slut anymore. I have a name." She then put her underwear back on. Director Zhao picked up Liu Jing's bra from the ground, smelled it, and said, "I'll keep this one." Liu Jing had no choice but to put on her shirt. But Director Zhao still had ways to torment Liu Jing. He grabbed Liu Jing and sucked on her nipples through her white shirt. The semi-transparent shirt was soaked with his saliva and became transparent. A large wet patch appeared on Liu Jing's chest, and her two cherry-like nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. Liu Jing was shocked that Director Zhao would humiliate her in such a disgusting way. She was angry but helpless. To protest, Liu Jing slammed the door to Director Zhao's office as she left, leaving him alone inside, still reminiscing about her bra. Reaching the school gate, Liu Jing saw the gatekeeper, Uncle Qin, sitting on the steps of the guardhouse listening to the radio. The gate was already closed, and the sun was almost setting. "Uncle Qin, could you please open the gate for me?" "Oh, it's you again. Why are you home so late?" Uncle Qin looked up and saw Liu Jing, noticing that her clothes were damp, the outline of her breasts clearly visible, her nipples erect and red—very alluring. He was somewhat aroused. Liu Jing noticed that Uncle Qin's gaze was fixed on her chest and instinctively covered it. Uncle Qin then realized his mistake and, without saying a word, quickly opened the gate for Liu Jing. Liu Jing thanked him and left, still protecting her chest. Reaching the bus stop, it was rush hour, and the platform was packed. Liu Jing noticed many people staring at her; she knew they were all looking at her exposed breasts. Liu Jing initially wanted to cover her chest, but the sight of so many people staring at her exposed breasts gave her a thrill. She simply put her hands in her pockets, letting people look at her breasts through her clothes. A few people nearby were already pointing and whispering. Several girls huddled together, and Liu Jing overheard them saying, "Not even wearing a bra on the street, so slutty." A few young men walked over and stood beside Liu Jing, their eyes fixed on her almost completely exposed breasts. A blond man smoking asked Liu Jing, "Little sister, why aren't you wearing a bra?" Liu Jing ignored the girls' comments and the boys' advances; she enjoyed the thrill of exposing her body. Just then, a boy walked over. "Liu Jing, what a coincidence, you're leaving school too." This person was Liu Jing's junior high school classmate. He ran over to greet her and called out her name. Liu Jing had originally wanted to enjoy the thrill of exposure, but now that she was recognized, how could she face anyone? The boy continued, "I heard you're at Y Middle School, I think you're in Class 9, right? Wu Yilong is in your class too, right? I heard you're the English class representative, doing pretty well. I can't believe it's already the second year of high school, almost two years since we parted ways." Liu Jing wanted to kill this old classmate. Now everyone at the bus stop knew that Liu Jing, the English class representative of Class 9 in the second year of high school at Y Middle School, was practically exposing her breasts while waiting for the bus. Voices started coming from the crowd: "Liu Jing, can I have your QQ?" "Liu Jing, do you have a phone number?" These were all from the boys. "She doesn't even wear a bra, she must be a vixen." "She must have seduced a lot of boys at school." The girls started gossiping again. Liu Jing simply refused to take the car and ran home as if fleeing. Once home, she didn't even bother to greet her family; she went straight to the bathroom to shower, washing away the grime. The water also washed away the last vestiges of Liu Jing's restraint regarding sex.
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