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Chen Pipi wasn't originally supposed to go to university.

However, H University's football team ranked among the bottom three in Chen Pipi's college entrance exam results that year. The president of H University was furious. He went home, smashed an ashtray, kicked a thermos, and vowed to build a football team for H University that could rival S University!

At that time, his daughter Yaya was eating sunflower seeds, drinking juice, and listening to music. Her long legs were propped up unladylike on the coffee table, and she casually said, showing her father a piece of her red underwear, "Big brother, you should just give up on that idea! Can't you see the whole country is cracking down on Chinese football? Almost all the football players have been arrested. Who would dare to defy the wind and play football now?" Yaya wasn't originally supposed to go to university either.

Actually, Yaya wasn't originally called Yaya; she had a nice name: Jiang Shuyuan.

But no one at home ever called her that, especially Yingzi, Principal Jiang's newlywed stepmother, who was only five years older than Ya Ya. To assert her seniority, Yingzi constantly called her "Ya Ya," afraid others would misunderstand and think she was Ya Ya's older sister.

It should be clarified that this Yingzi is not the "stupid Yingzi" from some forum. This Yingzi is not stupid at all; if she were, she wouldn't have been able to climb from a substitute high school teacher to the position of principal's wife.

Thus, thanks to the principal, these two were both admitted as special students to the same class at H University.

On the first day of school, the sun shone brightly, and the breezy weather was perfect. Full of ambition and high spirits, Chen Pipi saw the graceful and charming Yingzi escorting Ya Ya to school at the school gate. Chen Pipi couldn't resist whistling at the two beauties, fantasizing about the young woman's round, pert buttocks.

Yingzi glared at him but didn't say a word. Ya Ya was furious and picked up a brick, throwing it at him.

Chen Pipipi dodged with a skillful dribble, and the brick shattered the window of a passing car.

Ya Ya was scolded five times by Principal Jiang, who paid 1200 yuan in compensation, but was comforted by the magnanimous Yingzi, who said it was alright, Ya Ya was still young, and of course her mother wouldn't be angry with her for causing trouble. Ya Ya shed a tear of anger, vowing never to forgive that hooligan.

From then on, the two became enemies.

As fate would have it, Ya Ya, based on her impressive figure and pretty face, was elected captain of the school cheerleading team, forced to wear her least favorite miniskirt to cheer on Chen Pipipi's debut performance in college.

She watched Chen Pipipi jumping around on the court, listlessly fanning her pom-pom, muttering, "Can't get in! Can't get in! Can't get in!" The pom-pom still went in, and Chen Pipipi, true to his hooligan nature, ran to the sidelines, opening his arms to blow kisses to the group of beauties. Ya Ya nudged Cai Wen beside her: "Why are you so excited? It wasn't you who scored!" Cai Wen said with admiration, "Chen Pi Pi is our hero! I love him to death! From today onwards, I'm going to idolize him!" Ya Ya curled her lip and scoffed, "So childish!" Ya Ya didn't like football; her dream was to be a dancer, like Yang Liping, a dancer with a Zen-like spirit. Now you've probably guessed it, right? Ya Ya's specialty is dance. As an outstanding artist who was admitted through special admission, Ya Ya despised Chen Pi Pi, who had gotten in by playing lousy football. He was rude, barbaric, and incredibly vulgar—trash!

That trash was surprisingly fast!

The large number of beautiful women watching that match fueled Chen Pi Pi's strong desire to perform. Although the terrible H University defender scored two own goals at the start of the game, he was quick to learn and didn't let the ball go in again. Our great player, Chen Pi Pi, completed his first hat-trick of his college career with a header and a volley, creating a stunning comeback that shocked the entire campus.

Principal Jiang was so happy his mouth stretched to his ears, and with tears in his eyes, he told the S University team leader, "Our weak team actually managed to beat your champion team! It's such a lucky break, such a shameful blunder!"

A grand press conference was held on the playground after the match, with all the teachers and students singing "We Are the Champions" together, even though the university league had only played one game. At the conference, Principal Jiang solemnly announced that he would spare no effort in supporting the school team's matches and training. However, given the school's limited funds, some funding for other school teams would be cut.

Ya Ya was furious. Her dance team was among those cuts, and this decision touched upon her fundamental interests.

She stormed into her father's office, crying her eyes out, and said bitterly, "Big brother, you've got guts! You're trading my ideals for vanity! If you dare deduct a single penny from the dance team's pay, I'll fight you to the death!" Principal Jiang humbly comforted her, "How could I possibly fight you? My life has already been nearly exhausted by your mother. I feel so sorry for you practicing dance so hard! Now, you can just peacefully get your diploma, and I'll find you a stable job. Isn't that great?" Ya Ya, of course, refused, but the tide had turned. She had initially hated Chen Pi Pi with a burning passion

, but now that hatred had deepened to the bone.

Chen Pi Pi, of course, was completely unaware of all this.

Besides training, he also had to struggle to take several elective courses he seemed to never understand. He also had to send two text messages each morning and evening to Qiqi, 2300 miles to the north, and his mother, 200 miles to the south. He also had to call his son, who called him "uncle," and the mother who harassed the little one's mother with mushy, affectionate language.

The mother would laugh and say to him on the phone while coaxing the baby, "Come here! If you're so capable, come here!" Unfortunately, Chen Pipi couldn't go. Distant water can never quench immediate thirst. His love life was abundant and smooth sailing, but his physical life was barren and fruitless.

On a day when his lust took over, Chen Pipi did something foolish: he touched Yaya's buttocks.

Chen Pipi had touched many buttocks—big and small, plump and firm—but none like Yaya's. That alluring part seemed to possess a magical power that held his hand firmly in place. He was bent over, his buttocks sticking out, his eyes half-closed, an expression of utter enjoyment on his face.

Ya Ya had been a princess since birth, her father a dutiful and responsible protector, shielding her from her youthful innocence to maturity. So, even now, in her blossoming youth, no one dared touch her buttocks. That smelly hand touching her made her face flush and her heart race; it felt like a caterpillar crawling there, an itch shooting from her flesh to her heart, causing her chest to throb.

Of course, Ya Ya wasn't attracted to him; how could she possibly like a rogue! Ya Ya slapped him across the face. A

bright red handprint, clearly visible, appeared on Chen Pi Pi's face. He whistled and strolled away nonchalantly, as if the person he'd slapped had nothing to do with him. Ya Ya didn't make a scene; after all, she was a girl and didn't want a crowd gathering to watch. Luckily, there weren't many people around, so although she'd been humiliated, it wasn't shameful!

Chen Pipi touched Ya Ya's buttocks a week later. He was more cautious this time, jumping away immediately after the initial touch. There was no one around; he had already observed the area.

Ya Ya glared at him angrily, gritting her teeth, wishing she could pick him up and throw him into the garbage bin behind the cafeteria.

Unfortunately, she wasn't good at long-distance running, so she couldn't catch Chen Pipi. Besides, she was a girl, and this wasn't home; she had to maintain a ladylike image, so she endured it.

Chen Pipi then continued to touch Ya Ya's buttocks when no one was around. After doing this countless times, Ya Ya had become used to it. Sometimes, even after several days without being harassed, she would unconsciously keep an eye out for that pervert at school. Of course, Chen Pipi paid a price, such as a bruise on his arm or a clump of hair missing.

Caiwen once angrily asked him, "Do you have masochism? You ignore the girls who treat you so well, but you're always getting beaten up by them!" Caiwen had been lusting after Chen Pipi for a long time; if her breasts were bigger, Chen Pipi would probably have slept with her countless times. However, Chen Pipi was now very picky about women. He not only required them to be beautiful, but also to have breasts and buttocks, long legs, a slim waist, and a graceful figure. At the very least, they had to be able to do the splits like his mother. So Caiwen had no choice but to become his buddy.

Because of Caiwen's inside help, Chen Pipi could always appear next to Yaya at the right time. Although he didn't get anything good except eye rolls and slaps, he successfully exchanged dozens of words with Yaya. Yaya's responses were: "Get lost, you scoundrel, go to hell, I'm calling for help, you shameless person, get lost..." and so on.

Chen Pipi wasn't about to give up easily; his latest motto was, "I fear not being crushed to pieces, thick skin

and a shameless face will eventually prevail." So he followed Ya Ya home. Ya Ya's rehearsal was late that day, and Chen Pipi planned to take advantage of the darkness to grope her breasts. Ya Ya knew Chen Pipi was following her; she could feel his lecherous gaze on her back and buttocks.

It was already dark, and the roadside food stalls had set up, the aroma of grilled meat wafting through the air, making everyone itch with desire. Ya Ya was inexplicably happy, strolling leisurely through the crowd.

After crossing the street, she would see her own building, but Ya Ya, as if possessed, turned into a nearby alley. The alley was narrow and dark, the wet surface almost impossible to step on. Ya Ya had never walked through here before, but today she inexplicably turned in.

Her heart suddenly pounded, a guilty conscience creeping over her, her face flushed with sweat, and she gripped the rope-training stick tightly in her hand.

"If he dares to come and hug me, I can hit him with this," Ya Ya reassured herself.

She walked slowly, as if each step was searching for the cleanest footing, or perhaps waiting for someone.

Just then, Chen Pi Pi pounced and grabbed her, his hands ruthlessly groping her high, firm breasts.

Ya Ya screamed, forgetting the stick in her hand, desperately twisting and turning, yelling, "Chen Pi Pi, let go of me, or I'll fight you!" But his hands continued to knead her chest, seemingly ignoring her pleas. Her nipples rubbed against her clothes, an itching sensation that sent electric shocks through Ya Ya's body.

Ya Ya, with a stern face, glared angrily at Chen Pi Pi: "Are you going to let go or not? If you don't, I'll chop your hand off!" Chen Pi Pi stuck out his tongue and licked her earlobe: "I'll chop it off tomorrow! You didn't bring a knife today..." No one witnessed what happened in the alley that night. Later, according to Zhang Jia's third brother, who sold stinky tofu at the alley entrance, he did see Ya Ya enter the alley that day and come out after a long time, followed by a shifty-looking scoundrel. Ya Ya's face was flushed and she looked flustered, as if there was a huge furnace in the alley.

According to Ya Ya's second aunt, Ying Zi, Ya Ya went to the bathroom as soon as she got home that day, stayed there for a long time, and diligently washed her underwear afterward, even affectionately calling her "Mom."

Later, Ya Ya became Chen Pi Pi's girlfriend.

This weekend is Ya Ya's birthday, her first birthday with a boyfriend. Ya Ya knows what Chen Pi Pi meant by inviting her to the boys' dormitory; everyone has gone home for the weekend, leaving only Chen Pi Pi there. If she went, that guy might do something! But Ya Ya still decided to go because she felt she was a grown woman now, and there were some things a grown woman could try!

However, she was still very nervous, and she spent the whole morning preparing. She changed into new underwear, painted her nails a deep purple-red, and even put on light makeup. Everything was ready, and Ya Ya felt like she was a dish about to be served to Chen Pi Pi.

While this dish was still on its way, Cheng Xiao Yue was already at Chen Pi Pi's dormitory door.

This was Cheng Xiao Yue's first time visiting her son at school. Without her son at home, the room felt like a coffin, making Cheng Xiao Yue feel suffocated. But having actually decided to visit Chen Pi Pi, she suddenly felt shy and hesitant, like a young wife going far away to find her husband.

"That little rascal must miss me a lot! I wonder how he's been these past few days. Back home, he wanted it every day..." Cheng Xiao Yue didn't dare think any further; her whole body suddenly felt warm.

Chen Pipi was overjoyed to see his mother, like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days suddenly spotting a sheep! He hadn't had any mutton since starting school. As soon as he entered the house, he grabbed Cheng Xiaoyue around the waist and kissed her face, his lips dripping wet. Cheng Xiaoyue struggled to push him away: "Behave yourself, what will people think if they see us?" Chen Pipi pounced again, pressing his lips to his mother's wet ones, his arms around her like a monkey clinging to a tree, refusing to let go.

Cheng Xiaoyue couldn't resist him, opening her mouth to kiss him, stroking his hair, her eyes nervously fixed on the doorway. Finally, when her son released her, panting, she said, "You really are a little wolf cub, oh dear..." and swatted away his hand from her buttocks. Chen Pipi stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, still savoring the taste: "So fragrant!" Cheng Xiaoyue blushed slightly, turned around and looked around the room: "Which bed do you sleep in? Ah! This is it, it's such a mess, you didn't even tidy it up..." Chen Pipi's arm wrapped around her waist again: "Mom, I missed you so much." A warm feeling welled up in Cheng Xiaoyue's heart, so she let him hug her, rested her head on his shoulder, and said: "Hmm, did you miss me more or your Aunt Hu more?" "Or maybe it's Qiqi." Chen Pipi sat on the edge of the bed, burying his head in her chest. "Of course, I miss Mom the most, but it would be best if you both came to see me, hehe..." Cheng Xiaoyue's face flushed again, remembering that absurd night. She covered his mouth with her hand. "Don't say it. Are you getting used to it here?" Chen Pipi took the opportunity to open his mouth and suck on her fingers, gently biting them with his teeth. His hand had already slipped under her clothes and grasped her full breasts.

This hand once again awakened Cheng Xiaoyue's memories. Her heart fluttered, and her breathing became rapid. She let out a moan of enjoyment, and her arms around her son tightened involuntarily. For a moment, she completely forgot that she was in her son's dormitory.

He leaned down, unzipped his pants, and took out his hard penis, putting it in his mouth. It was warm and had a familiar taste. His tongue touched the tip of his penis and clearly tasted the faint saltiness. He strained to keep his lips tightly closed, enveloping the entire penis inside, the glans pressed against his throat, gently wiggling his head to let the penis move within his mouth.

Because of Cheng Xiaoyue's position, Chen Pipi's arms were bent, groping within her bosom, his head nestled under his mother's armpit, clearly seeing the lush pubic hair there. Her smooth arm pressed against Chen Pipi's cheek, cool and incredibly comfortable. Chen Pipi bit into that soft, white skin, the unique scent intoxicating him, his tongue lingering on the soft sensation.

Cheng Xiaoyue ignored him, merely slapping him aside, continuing her own thrusting between her legs. Chen Pipi arched his back comfortably, pushing his even harder penis deeper into Cheng Xiaoyue's throat. Cheng Xiaoyue grasped and squeezed his testicles with one hand,

then began to lick the glans rapidly with her tongue. The room was quiet, save for the occasional soft sound emanating from Cheng Xiaoyue's mouth. The corridor outside was quiet, and it seemed that only this overly intimate mother and son remained in the entire building.

Just as Chen Pipi finally couldn't resist turning over and pressing his mother onto the bed to take off her long skirt, Cheng Xiaoyue carefully stopped him, pointed her finger at his forehead, and said, "Where is this place? You can't take it all off!" She lifted her skirt and pulled down her underwear from underneath.

Chen Pipi watched the delicate black silk glide across his mother's fair thighs, his heart pounding with excitement. He eagerly reached inside, touching soft pubic hair, a wet patch. He grinned mischievously, saying, "Mom's already wet! I thought you didn't want to!" Cheng Xiaoyue gave him a seductive look, smiling, her face flushed, her legs spread wide. "What do I want? I'll count to three, and if you don't come, I'll put my underwear on." Chen Pipi's hand was still moving between her legs. Before Cheng Xiaoyue could even start counting, he had already pounced between them, grinning lewdly,

"I really want to! You don't need to count. I can't let you wear underwear today." He guided his penis inside, and Cheng Xiaoyue, lying down, let out a soft moan, slightly raising her head as he pressed down on her. She opened her arms and caught him. She pulled her legs together, clamping them around his waist, and said, "No need to be so hasty, I haven't even finished counting yet." Chen Pipi couldn't hear what she was saying anymore. He lay on top of her, slowly thrusting, his penis gently moving in and out of her wet vagina, her labia flipping in and out.

Cheng Xiaoyue closed her eyes, carefully feeling the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. His body felt heavy, making it hard for her to breathe, yet there was a deep sense of fulfillment. At home, this kind of thing happened every day—on the bed, in the bathroom, on the sofa in the living room, even on the kitchen floor—all had been moments of intoxicating pleasure. Cheng Xiaoyue was completely absorbed in it, unable to extricate herself from her desire.

Chen Pipi's lips kissed her neck slowly, their cheeks rubbing together, and in her ear, he heard Cheng Xiaoyue's short, disordered breaths, her hot breath tickling and tingling against his skin. Neither of them spoke, their movements becoming more intense, the skin slapping against each other with a "slap slap" sound, and the clitoris making a hot, wet "plop plop" sound.

The rapidly rising pleasure made Chen Pipi feel the urge to ejaculate, so he quickly slowed down, saying, "I'm out of energy, I need to rest." Cheng Xiaoyue affectionately pinched his face: "Trying to slack off? I'm enjoying myself, and you're trying to take advantage of me!" She hugged his neck and stood up, their position now facing each other, Cheng Xiaoyue stroking his lap. Her hair, which had been tied up, fell loose and cascaded over her shoulders, undulating like waves with her movements.

Chen Pipi lifted his skirt and glanced at their genitals, seeing that they were already wet and muddy, the milky white vaginal fluid soaking their pubic hair, their penises filling the area, appearing and disappearing with Cheng Xiaoyue's movements. Cheng Xiaoyue's face was flushed red, her arms wrapped around his neck, looking at him with a radiant smile, her eyes revealing an extremely alluring charm.

Chen Pipi simply lay down, his hand caressing her long, shapely legs, thinking to himself: "Mom must not have mentioned coming to Aunt Hu, otherwise she would definitely not have refused! Although I had a good time with both of them on the bed that day, Mom still guarded against Aunt Hu."

Cheng Xiaoyue's movements gradually stiffened, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Reluctant to give up the pleasure that was getting closer and closer to climax, she desperately supported her body and thrust hard, making the lewd sounds grow louder and louder.

Seeing her condition, Chen Pipi knew that she was at the crucial moment, and he straightened up to meet her. Cheng Xiaoyue was so overwhelmed that she trembled like a willow branch in the wind, let out a long cry, and went limp.

He turned the muddy Xiaoyue over, making her lie face down, raised her round, beautiful buttocks, lifted her long skirt to her waist, parted her two buttocks, and inserted himself. Cheng Xiaoyue was already weak and powerless, unable to lift her head. She curled up, letting him continue his frenzied advances, making soft moaning sounds, but struggling to catch her breath.

The bunk bed wasn't very sturdy, creaking and groaning as it rocked, the sounds of skin colliding filling the room with the scent of desire. The two black and white bodies on the bed, their clothes disheveled, only added to the allure, creating an atmosphere of boundless spring.

At this moment, Ya Ya walked into the hallway, her newly bought high heels clicking crisply on the floor, echoing in the empty stairwell. Her face was flushed, as if painted with rouge, from climbing the stairs or something else.

The two inside didn't hear her, still immersed in the passion of their frenzy.

Ya Ya reached the door and heard the strange sounds, a jolt of surprise washing over her: Why are there still people in the room? Didn't they all go back? Should I go in? She pressed her ear close, listening intently, but no one spoke, only a series of close, clear sounds; she had no idea what was happening inside. He stopped knocking and stood there hesitating.

Inside, Chen Pipi couldn't control himself any longer. He gritted his teeth, and his semen gushed out, his hips pressing tightly against his mother's trembling buttocks, shooting wave after wave of semen deep into her body. The two of them sat there, speechless for a moment. Cheng Xiaoyue touched her still-erect penis with her fingertips, smiled at her son, patted his face, and got up to clean herself.

Just then, Ya Ya knocked on the door. Startled, both of them jumped. Chen Pipi quickly stuffed his still-slicked-back penis back into his pants, and Cheng Xiaoyue, not bothering to wipe it anymore, hurriedly pulled down her skirt.

When Ya Ya first entered, she stared blankly at Cheng Xiaoyue. This radiant and beautiful woman instinctively made her feel threatened. Cheng Xiaoyue calmly said, "I'm Pipi's mother." Ya Ya relaxed, beaming with joy as she called her "Auntie." Cheng Xiaoyue said, "You guys chat, I'm going downstairs for a walk." She went downstairs, leaned against the wall in the stairwell, took out a cigarette from her bag, lit it, took a deep drag, and watched the smoke dissipate before her eyes. Suddenly, a sense of bewilderment washed over her: Was that girl her son's new girlfriend? What were they doing in the house?

A middle-aged man walked past her, stopped, and asked, "Looking for someone?" Cheng Xiaoyue replied, "Yes, looking for my son." The man then solicitously inquired which son she wanted to see, introducing himself as a teacher of which class.

As Cheng Xiaoyue watched him speak, she suddenly remembered that her underwear was still on the bed. Her heart tightened.

A chill ran down her lower body; she felt something slowly trickling down her thigh.

Suddenly, a wave of irritation washed over her: Is this what my life is like?

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