Absurd things that happened during my university years

My girlfriend's family are high-ranking officials, and they desperately wanted to find her a suitable match. However, she chose me. Our relationship never received her family's support, but we consistently proved our love through our actions. We had promised to both get into a top university in Beijing, freeing ourselves from family constraints and staying together forever. However, during the college entrance exam, I was under immense pressure and didn't perform well…

My girlfriend and I had each other's information. While checking our own scores, we also checked each other's. She had done exceptionally well, easily gaining admission to our dream university. Failing to meet our initial expectations meant the end of our relationship. Holding my report card, tears involuntarily streamed down my face. For over a week after the results were released, I didn't contact her. I hoped she would contact me, but my hopes were dashed.

When the university's admission scores were released, and my girlfriend was confirmed to be accepted by our dream university, I called her. The call was brief; we exchanged greetings and asked about her departure date. After that, we lost contact, and I chose to return to my studies. During my year of repeating the year, I shed all my burdens and devoted myself entirely to the final sprint of my college entrance exam preparation. Coupled with my already solid foundation, I achieved excellent results in the following year's exam and was admitted to a comprehensive university.

The university's newly built campus boasted superior teaching and accommodation conditions. Our dormitory room had four people per room, each with a desk below and a bed above, and all rooms had direct internet access to the desk. All these conditions were better than any university I had imagined, so I put aside all my worries and fully immersed myself in this brand-new life.

All four of us in the dorm were from our class. Since I repeated a year, I was the oldest. The second oldest was a computer addict, playing online games all day and night, and sometimes even finding good porn sites. The third oldest was the most smooth and outgoing; he started attracting girls soon after entering the university, making him a heartthrob known throughout the department and beyond. The fourth oldest was an athlete, over 1.8 meters tall and weighing nearly 90 kilograms, tall and strong, but he never seemed to get any girls' attention and often complained to us about it. Because of our similar family backgrounds and personalities, the four of us quickly became close friends, sharing everything.

One Saturday afternoon during the first semester of our freshman year, the third oldest went out on a date with a girl, the second oldest stayed in the dorm playing computer games, the fourth oldest and I played basketball for a while, then took a shower and went back to the dorm to go online, while the fourth oldest went to the gym to train. We had recently started chatting with a new online friend, and we got along really well. She seemed to be a university student as well, so our online time was roughly the same.

Back in my dorm, I went online, and the girl was indeed waiting for me. She was happy to see me and we started chatting enthusiastically. This time, the conversation went quite deep. The girl was very interested in music, and luckily, I had studied an instrument for a while in elementary school and had some knowledge of classical music. I racked my brains and shared everything I knew with her. At first, the girl just chatted with me because we clicked, but after I poured out all my musical knowledge, her attitude towards me did a complete 180-degree turn, and we got to know each other anew.

Her name was Lingling, and she was a first-year music major. When we told each other our cities, I discovered that we were actually in the same city as me! This unexpected news excited us both immensely. Without thinking, I asked Lingling to meet up for dinner that evening, and she happily accepted. We exchanged phone numbers and then went offline.

I quickly started getting ready, while my second roommate looked at me with a puzzled expression. When she heard the news, she was happy for me too, and helped me choose what to wear. I couldn't wait any longer in the dorm, so I went to our meeting place early, prepared for her to be late—girls always have a reason for being late.

Just as it was time for our date, I saw a girl with short hair and fashionable clothes walking towards our meeting place. When she got close to me, she took out her phone and started dialing. Hearing my phone ring, she smiled and greeted me, "Hello, are you Xiaobo?"

"Are you Lingling?" I asked, barely suppressing my excitement.

"Yes, it's me, hello. Am I late?" Lingling greeted me casually.

"Hehe, I didn't have anything to do, so I arrived early..." I said, a little embarrassed, offering a simple explanation to Lingling.

We walked and chatted, finding ourselves increasingly compatible, and eventually found a hot pot restaurant to have dinner together. To my excitement, Lingling turned out to be from the same university as me; she was in the music department, majoring in piano, and was also a freshman this year. We seemed to have endless things to talk about as soon as we met, each eager to speak and laugh together, showing none of the awkwardness of a first meeting, but rather like two long-lost friends exchanging pleasantries. During our conversation, I carefully observed Lingling. She was about 165 cm tall, with fair and delicate skin, and her neat short hair made her stand out. While her appearance wasn't exceptionally outstanding, she possessed a remarkable air of elegance. Just as I was wondering if such a pretty girl would have suitors, we started talking about that topic. It turned out she and I had similar experiences; after the college entrance exam, she and her boyfriend had different ambitions, leading to their breakup. Hearing her story secretly delighted me for a long time. Before we

knew it, more than two hours had passed, and when we realized it was already 9 pm, I quickly called the waiter to settle the bill, lest we be late and our dorms would close. Lingling insisted on splitting the bill with me, but I insisted and I paid. However, Lingling covered our taxi fare back to school. Luckily, Lingling and I went to the same school, saving me the trouble of taking her there. After arriving at school, I took her back to her dorm and then went back to my dorm by myself.

When I got back to my dorm, I found that everyone was still awake, seemingly waiting for my news. It seemed that the second oldest had told them. I shared my experience with everyone, recounting our meeting. Before I could finish, the third oldest said, "Big brother, you did it!"

"What does the girl look like?" the fourth oldest asked.

"How's the image I designed for you?" the second oldest also pressed.

I smiled, not wanting to answer each of their questions, and instead said to them, "Are you all so curious? Then tomorrow I'll invite Lingling and treat everyone to dinner!!!"

The next morning, after waking up, I began to regret it. I was too excited yesterday and acted impulsively. Lingling and I didn't have a clear relationship. How could I have taken her to meet this and that? What if she rejected me? How embarrassing would that be? But I bragged about it to everyone yesterday, so it seems I can't avoid it by not treating everyone to a meal. I sent Lingling a text message from bed, basically asking if she ate well yesterday and what her plans were for today, but I waited for ages without receiving a reply. Did she not receive it? Was her phone off? Or...?

My mind raced with thoughts. I got out of bed, went downstairs to get a thermos of hot water, and prepared to make instant noodles. Just then, my phone rang. It was Lingling's number. I quickly answered, and a beautiful voice came through the receiver: "Hello, Xiaobo, this is Lingling. I went to do laundry and forgot my phone. Sorry."

Hearing Lingling's explanation, I felt as if the world around me had become incredibly beautiful, all the colors exceptionally vibrant. I felt a sweet, warm feeling, like springtime. I stammered that I wanted to ask her out that evening, and she readily agreed. When I mentioned that a few friends would be joining us, Lingling's reaction surprised me. She simply said, "Great! The more the merrier. See you this afternoon."

After hanging up, I practically ran back to my dorm. I calmed myself down at the door, making sure my breathing was steady before returning inside. While I was making instant noodles, my third brother woke up and asked, "Big brother, weren't you a bit too outrageous yesterday? How about we all get together in the dorm tonight?"

I knew in my heart that the third brother meant well, but I said, "What are you saying? Lingling and I have already made plans. You bunch of brats, get up now! I'm meeting her at 2 PM." I

don't know if it was because my voice was loud or what, but the second and fourth brothers also heard me. They rolled over and stuck their heads out of bed to ask me, "Really, big brother?" I answered with a confident look and an OK gesture.

It was past 2 PM, the hottest time of day. I don't know why I chose this time to meet. Maybe we didn't talk enough yesterday and wanted to start early. We chose a Korean restaurant because they had cold noodles to cool us down. When we arrived at Lingling's dormitory, we saw a girl in a white dress. It was Lingling. Her arms and legs were dazzlingly white in the sunlight. She was dressed very appropriately, so much so that even before we got close, Lao San kept saying to me, "Not bad, brother, really not bad!"

We quickly arrived at the restaurant. After everyone sat down, I gave a brief introduction. Lingling was very generous and shook hands with everyone. Because of the weather, Lao Si suggested some ice-cold beer, and the rest of us naturally agreed. So I turned to Lingling, wanting to ask her what she wanted. Lingling looked at everyone and said, "Since everyone is so enthusiastic, I can't spoil the fun. I'll have the same as everyone else. But I can't drink beer that's too cold, I'll have room temperature!" As soon as Lingling finished speaking, it drew cheers from the brothers. Lao Si, as if afraid that Lingling would change her mind, immediately got up, grabbed a glass and beer, and poured it for Lingling.

Everyone was having a great time, but I hesitated. I wondered if Lingling could really have so much in common with everyone and chat so easily; perhaps my feeling was just wishful thinking. Lingling seemed to notice my unease. She deliberately talked to me more and even had a couple of beers with me. But Lao San's experience with girls undoubtedly made him stand out, and Lingling kept laughing at him. I really didn't want to see this, so I excused myself to go to the restroom and went for a walk before returning to the private room.

At this time, Lao San and Lao Si were still teasing Lingling. Lao Er, seeing me sitting down with a straight face, seemed to have figured something out and insisted on dragging Lao San out to the restroom. Lao Si, not wanting to be a third wheel, followed along. At this point, only Lingling and I were left in the private room. We chatted idly, making small talk, but the atmosphere was incredibly awkward. I downed a beer and mustered up my courage to say to Lingling, "Lingling, I like you. Will you be my girlfriend?"

Lingling seemed unprepared. She paused for a moment, then suddenly put on a serious face and said, "Are you serious?"

"I'm sincere, Lingling. I couldn't control myself after seeing you. I'll treat you well, Lingling..." I stammered, not even knowing what I was trying to say.

Lingling remained silent, staring straight into my eyes. My heart sank. I thought, "That's it, I'm completely done for." Just as I was about to give up, Lingling suddenly burst out laughing. While I was wondering about her sudden change in attitude, Lao Er and his two friends pushed open the door and entered the room, cheering. When I came in, everyone said to me, "Brother, we didn't realize you were so brave!"

It turned out that while I was out in the restroom, the third brother and his friends had embellished my feelings and the events of the previous night, trying to persuade Lingling to accept me. Lingling's attitude was clear: I had to confess to her myself, which explained why they all went to the restroom together.

Lingling became my girlfriend, and I felt both happy and warm inside. I picked up my glass and toasted each of my brothers. After we finished, they naturally didn't let Lingling off the hook, and we spent the afternoon chatting, laughing, and joking around.

We left the small restaurant after 5 pm, all of us quite drunk. I walked ahead with my arm around Lingling's waist, while the three of them seemed to be talking about something behind us, but I couldn't hear them clearly because they were too far away. The second oldest guy came over and said to me, "Big brother, a few of us are going to the internet cafe. You and Lingling go back to our dorm to rest and chat. We might be back before lights out."

It turned out these guys were creating an opportunity for me. I didn't answer directly, but looked at Lingling. Her face was as red as a ripe apple, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at me. I understood that she tacitly agreed. I squeezed the second oldest guy's thin shoulder hard, and he patted my hand. We didn't say anything, but we both understood each other. I wanted to say: Thanks, buddy, don't come back too early. The second oldest guy seemed to mean: Make good use of your time.

The boys' dorms weren't as strict as the girls' dorms; boys and girls could come and go as they pleased. Lingling and I sat in the dorm, unsure how to start. After a long while, I spoke first: "Lingling, aren't you tired? How about we lie down for a while…" I really don't know why I came up with such a lame excuse. Lingling nodded and climbed onto the bed above my desk without saying anything. I was behind her and immediately spotted the light yellow panties she was wearing under her skirt, which intensified my already heightened arousal.

I then climbed onto the bed and gently kissed Lingling, initially hesitant, afraid she would reject me. But feeling her response, my hands began to roam over her body. When I tried to remove her skirt, Lingling stopped me, saying, "It's not convenient in the dorm... let's find somewhere else another day."

At that moment, I was like a car with full throttle; how could I stop? I ignored her protests and continued to caress her smooth, jade-like breasts, saying, "I've locked the door; they won't be back for at least two hours."

Seeing that stopping me was ineffective, Lingling stopped what she was doing and began to enjoy my caresses, gradually emitting soft moans of "Mmm... mmm..." Lingling's moans seemed to encourage me. I lifted her dress and slowly removed her panties. Lingling shyly covered her eyes with her hands and squeezed her legs together.

I gently parted her legs and saw her sparsely haired genitals. A few pubic hairs were visible above her labia, and her two light pink labia majora were completely hairless. I couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful!" and kissed her.

My action made Lingling shudder. She instinctively tried to push me away with one hand, but that hand seemed unusually weak. I ignored Lingling's movement and instead parted her labia majora. The inside was also very delicate. Her vagina was contracting repeatedly due to stimulation, squeezing out streams of clear fluid.

I saw Lingling's clitoris, a small bead now very red due to engorgement. I kissed it, using the techniques I had learned from watching porn to kiss and lick it repeatedly.

Lingling seemed completely overwhelmed by my actions. Her body arched upwards, and she let out a loud groan. Seeing her reaction, I intensified my kisses and stroked her vaginal opening with my fingers.

After only a few minutes, I felt Lingling's body convulse violently a few times, and she desperately tried to stop me, panting heavily, "Are you trying to torture me to death? Come in already..."

I then pulled off my underwear, my already rock-hard penis aimed at Lingling's vaginal opening. I tried to thrust a few times but couldn't get it in. Lingling watched my anxious and clumsy movements and couldn't help but giggle.

"Help me, help me aim..."

Lingling chuckled and said, "You tortured me so much just now, now you'll taste this too... ah... be gentle..."

Before Lingling could finish speaking, I found the entrance and plunged in. Lingling was caught off guard by my sudden attack and used her hands to brace herself against my body, slowing my movements. I was still immersed in the pleasure of entering her body, but a thought flashed through my mind: Why wasn't there any resistance? When I first had sex with my ex-girlfriend, I could feel her hymen, and it was quite difficult to penetrate her the first time. How come this time it was so smooth? But this thought was immediately dispelled by the pleasure surging through my lower body.

One, two, three… my penis thrust wildly inside Lingling, bringing me pleasure while driving her to near madness.

"You're so good… Xiaobo… ah… so good… mmm…" Lingling moaned softly, her arms tightly wrapped around me. I responded to Lingling's praise with frenzied thrusting and kisses. After about five or six minutes of exercise, I felt a slight tingling sensation in my genitals. I felt I was about to ejaculate, and I whispered to Lingling, "I'm going to cum, what should I do?"

"Cum inside... I'm in my safe period now..." Lingling responded. After a series of even more vigorous thrusts, I ejaculated all my semen inside Lingling.

We lay on the bed together for a while, and then Lingling said she wanted to go back to her dorm, so I walked back with her. We walked hand in hand on the campus path, and Lingling suddenly said to me, "Xiaobo, I'm not a virgin... I don't think I should hide it from you..." Lingling's voice was so soft that I could barely hear her by the end.

Lingling's words confirmed my doubts, and her words also made me feel a pang of sadness. But then I thought, "Does being a virgin really matter? My girlfriend in high school was a virgin, so what? Could she have stayed with me until the end...?" Just as I was lost in thought, I felt her hand suddenly loosen. It turned out that Lingling saw that I didn't respond and thought I was angry, so she let go of my hand.

"Xiaobo, you're a good person. If you care about this..."

I stopped Lingling before she could finish, covering her mouth with my hand. "I don't mind!" I conveyed my thoughts to Lingling in a firm tone.

"But just now..." Lingling seemed to think my earlier thoughts were a sign of anger.

I interrupted her before she could finish, saying, "Don't say anymore. First, I like you, not that hymen; second, I don't care about your past, as long as you're truly with me; third, I like you, and nothing you do, not even whether you like me or not, can stop me from liking you..."

I held Lingling's shoulders with both hands, looking at her with sincere and firm eyes, conveying a reassuring message.

Lingling and I looked at each other for a while, tears streaming down her face, and she buried her face in my arms, sobbing... After she calmed down, we walked hand in hand to the girls' dormitory and sat on a flower bed. Lingling then told me her story.

Lingling had been interested in music since childhood and had been studying piano continuously. However, her high school boyfriend's family didn't want their son to have a girlfriend who studied music; they had some prejudice against people who studied music. Lingling desperately wanted to continue her talent, as it would give her an advantage when applying to music-related majors. Unfortunately, she had to choose between her boyfriend and her dream. After the college entrance exam, her boyfriend contacted her less and less, which was emotionally devastating for Lingling. She ultimately decided to use her body to win back her boyfriend's heart, but she failed. After getting her body, her boyfriend left her…

Lingling was sobbing uncontrollably by the end. I held her tightly. I don't believe in love at first sight, but I was truly caught in the quagmire of love. I kept comforting her. A major characteristic of people who study music is that they are extremely emotional. The joy she felt during lunch with us that afternoon, and her current state of sadness, occurred within just a few hours, yet Lingling's emotions fluctuated between two extremes. Finally, after my persuasion and vows, we were once again filled with beautiful dreams for our future life together. Lingling's worries turned to joy, and she took my hand, saying, "This time I will never let go, you won't escape from my grasp." After we agreed to eat lunch together every day from now on, I returned to my dorm.

When I got back, all my buddies were already back. As soon as I entered the room, the fourth brother grabbed my hand and asked, "How did it go, bro? Got it...?" I smiled at them and gave them an OK sign, which earned me envious and jealous looks from them. They surrounded me, asking all sorts of questions, and I didn't hold back, telling them everything. Later, they even asked about Lingling's figure, skin, and even some private things, which I told them all, because I believe there's nothing to hide between brothers.

Since getting together with Lingling, time seems to fly by. Almost a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Lately, due to constant spending, my monthly allowance plus some savings is completely gone. Lingling has also spent all her allowance that I gave her. We've had no choice but to eat in the cafeteria and sneak off to our dorm room for some time. My buddies were initially very cooperative; they'd go out whenever we were in the dorm. But later, with Lingling coming over so often, they couldn't go out every day, so sometimes we'd all stay in the dorm together.

Another Friday arrived, and Lingling came to our dorm again tonight. We had dinner together in the dorm. After school, we met up and prepared to buy food, but my second brother was eager to go back to the dorm to play his new favorite game. I told Lingling to go back to the dorm with him first, and the three of us would go buy some drinks and food. The weather in late September was still very hot and humid. We were all restless after a long day of classes, so without thinking, we bought a lot of ice-cold beer to cool off back in the dorm. After arriving at the dormitory building, Lao Si passed the beer through the window before we went back through the main entrance. Although the school wasn't strict about dormitory management, we couldn't be too blatant about buying alcohol to take back.

Back in the dorm, everyone took off their jackets, wearing only shorts. Since Lingling had been coming here frequently lately, she seemed used to their behavior. And I'd recently noticed that Lingling wasn't only used to their antics, but she also sometimes didn't pay much attention to her own behavior, climbing up and down my bed in her short skirt, so the guys on the lower bunk could clearly see her alluring cleavage.

When Lingling saw us return, she came over to help move the table and set out the cooked food, then we sat down to eat. In this sweltering weather, ice-cold beer and cold dishes were our favorites. Lingling drank with us, and before we knew it, we'd finished over ten bottles of beer. We drank a bit too fast at first, and everyone was a little dizzy. Except for Lao Er, who hadn't drunk much and continued surfing the internet, the rest of us chose to rest in bed. Yuan naturally rested with me.

Lingling climbed up first, and I waited below for her to get up before I went up. Just as she climbed up and took a step onto the bed, I saw her pale yellow panties. Except for the labia, the rest of the fabric was lace. It made my penis really hard. Looking around, I saw that the others were still cleaning up the mess and hadn't gone up yet. Everyone seemed to have seen what happened to Lingling. The second and fourth brothers were still in a daze, while only the third brother, the veteran, pretended that nothing had happened. I followed Lingling to the top bunk, and in a daze, I hugged Lingling and fell asleep.

After a long time, I woke up groggily and looked at the clock. It was already past 10 o'clock. The girls' dormitory should have been locked. The second brother was still playing on the computer, and the third brother was chatting with girls online. I looked at Lingling sleeping soundly next to me, got out of bed to pour a glass of water, and asked the third brother, "Why didn't you wake us? The girls' dormitory is locked, and Lingling can't go back." "

You guys were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't wake you. I didn't realize it was so late..." the third brother replied.

"Looks like I'll have to spend the night here..." I muttered to myself. I climbed into bed and nudged Lingling a couple of times, calling to her, "Lingling, wake up..."

After a few more nudges, Lingling finally woke up groggily, mumbling, "I'll sleep a little longer, then go back..."

"No need to go back, it's already past your time... Why don't you squeeze in with me here tonight...?" I tentatively asked.

My words immediately snapped Lingling out of her daze. She glanced at my watch, frowned, and said, "Oh dear, how come you were sleeping so soundly... Is it convenient here tonight?"

I looked back at Lao San and the others. Lao San grinned and said, "I'm afraid it might not be convenient for you. If you don't mind, you can come every day, hahaha..."

Lingling lowered her head shyly. I thought to myself: Lao San is indeed a seasoned player in love; he really knows how to handle girls. I went downstairs to fetch a basin of water for Lingling. She quickly washed her face and feet. While Lingling was washing her feet, I noticed that Lao Er's eyes were fixed on Lingling's size 35 feet. I usually thought Lingling's feet were very pretty, but not like Lao Er's. Lao Er seemed to have a foot fetish; he often liked to look at other women's legs and feet.

After emptying the water for Lingling, I also quickly washed up and went to bed. Soon after, the lights were turned off, and everyone gradually went to bed to rest. I was half asleep in the middle of the night when I felt Lingling nudging me. I asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I need to go to the bathroom..." Lingling said softly. Indeed, since coming to our dorm that evening, Lingling hadn't been to the bathroom because it was inconvenient. I sat up slightly and said, "I'll go with you..."

"No need, it's just across the street. Besides, no one's around at night. I can go by myself. You can come inside and sleep..."

I was really sleepy, and when Lingling said she didn't need me to go with her, I didn't insist and turned over to go back to sleep. Lingling went by herself. After a long time, Lingling still hadn't returned. I was a little worried. After all, this was a men's dorm. Would the dorm auntie have found out? Just as I was worrying, I heard a slight knock on the door. Lingling had returned. Moonlight was shining into the dorm at night, so I wasn't worried that Lingling couldn't see the ladder to the bunk bed. I didn't get up and continued lying there.

Lingling climbed the ladder next to the desk onto the bed, but stopped halfway up and stood there for a long time. Just as I was wondering why, she continued climbing and quickly fell asleep next to me. This whole series of events made it impossible for me to sleep. I sat up, looked at Lingling beside me, and saw that she was already fast asleep. Just as I was about to lie down, I realized why Lingling had stopped for so long on the ladder...

Fourth Brother and I were sleeping in opposite beds, feet to feet. Across the aisle from my bed was Third Brother's bed, where he and Second Brother were sleeping feet to feet. I saw Fourth Brother across from me with a corner of a blanket draped over his stomach, and a large glans was peeking out from the gap in his shorts. Fourth Brother's penis was indeed very large; I had noticed it many times when we showered together. Lingling had stopped there for so long because she had seen Fourth Brother's big penis peeking out from the edge of his shorts and had been staring at it for a while. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a strange feeling, both excited and a little sour. I turned around and lay down facing Lingling. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time after lying down. Images of Lingling's panties peeking out when she got into bed, Lao Er's gaze at Lingling, Lao Si's penis kept flashing before my eyes… My hand unconsciously reached for Lingling's thighs, buttocks, and vulva

beneath her skirt. I don't know how much time passed, but it was bright outside. I got up and looked at Lingling, still fast asleep beside me, one leg bent, the hem of her skirt partially rolled up, revealing her panties. A mischievous idea suddenly struck me. I lifted Lingling's skirt completely up to her stomach, then gently pulled her panties down and to the side a few times, exposing part of her pink labia majora. Afterward, I got up to go to the bathroom, deliberately slamming the door shut as I left, thinking Lao Er and Lao Si might hear me.

Just as I was in the bathroom, Lao Si (Old Fourth) groggily came in, greeted me, and started urinating. I think he was probably woken up by the sound of me closing the door, but I wondered if he saw Lingling's lower body when he came out. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but regret going a bit too far earlier.

Suddenly, my stomach started acting up; I felt like I needed to poop. I asked Lao Si, "Do you have any toilet paper?"

"No," Lao Si replied, glancing at me.

"Quick, my stomach hurts, go get me some toilet paper..." I said, squatting down to relieve myself.

"Honestly..." Lao Si muttered as he went back to get toilet paper, clearly annoyed that I had disturbed his sleep. The fourth brother didn't return for a long time. Just as I was wondering if he had forgotten about me, he came back with a roll of toilet paper. His eyes clearly no longer held the displeasure of being disturbed from his sleep; instead, there was a hint of excitement. He handed me the paper and turned to leave. As he turned, I noticed a high bulge on his shorts, the shape of an erection, obviously stimulated by something.

"Did the fourth brother see Lingling's labia...?" While I was pondering this, the fourth brother suddenly asked, "By the way, big brother, how much longer are you going to squat?"

"I don't know, my stomach's really upset, I might have to squat a little longer. Is there something you need?" I asked.

"No, see if I leave the door open for you?"

"No need, just close it first. If you don't mind the trouble, I'll open it for you when I get back."

"Okay, big brother, go back and knock, I'll open it for you." The fourth brother answered as he left.

I squatted there, still immersed in the fantasy and excitement of whether Lingling had been completely seen naked by Lao Si, when a thought flashed through my mind: what was Lao Si up to? We usually don't rush to close the door when we go to the toilet, so why was he in such a hurry to close it just now, and even asked me how long I was going to be back? This guy is definitely hiding something. Thinking of this, I quickly cleaned up my bottom, washed my hands, and walked back. When I got to the door, I didn't rush to knock, but wanted to see what they were up to in the room.

All the dormitory doors have a ventilation window, and ours is usually half-open. I moved a small stool that we usually kept by the door of the next dormitory over, stood on it, and peeked inside. I saw the fourth brother on his bed, his head facing towards mine. The second brother was standing on the ladder above the fourth brother's bed, and the third brother was standing on the ladder above mine, all staring at Lingling's vulva. The third brother was gently pulling back the edge of Lingling's panties, which I had just lifted up. The second and fourth brothers were watching intently. "So beautiful..." someone exclaimed.

Seeing this, I almost had a nosebleed. I thought to myself: These guys are really bold. They know it's okay for brothers to look at me, but if Lingling finds out, it'll be troublesome. I quickly got down, put the stool back, went back to the bathroom to calm myself down, and then deliberately walked back to the dormitory with a lot of effort. I even coughed when I got close.

I knocked on the door a few times, not too loudly, afraid of waking Lingling. Almost a minute later, the fourth brother opened the door for me.

"Why did it take so long..." I asked casually.

"Uh... just now... I fell asleep again..." the fourth brother stammered.

I glanced around and saw that the second and third brothers were lying face-in on their beds again. I didn't say anything and went back to my bed. When I got in, I found that Lingling's skirt had been covered up. I couldn't help but admire the thoughtfulness of these brothers; they had managed to cover everything up so well in such a short time.

I went back to bed and hugged Lingling, wanting to sleep a little longer. As soon as my hand touched Lingling's body, I found that her body was stiff, unlike the feeling when I hugged her at night. When the fourth brother went back to bed and lay down, I slipped my hand under Lingling's skirt and into her panties, touching her labia. To my surprise, my hand was covered in her vaginal fluid. Had Lingling been awake just now...?

A few weeks later, our monthly allowances were deposited into our accounts, making us wealthy again. Lingling and I went out for a romantic weekend. We chose a Korean BBQ restaurant recommended by one of Lingling's classmates, who said the Korean BBQ there was authentic. Although the restaurant had air conditioning, the heat from the charcoal fire still made us sweat profusely. Luckily, neither of us was wearing much; Lingling was still wearing her favorite short dress, and I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt.

I must say, the barbecue here is really authentic. After a few glasses of ice-cold beer, the unbearable heat was mostly gone. Lingling and I chatted and laughed without a care in the world. Just as we were finishing our meal and getting ready to pay the bill and leave, we suddenly heard someone call out, "Lingling, it really is you!!!"

We looked in the direction of the voice and saw a girl dressed fashionably and wearing heavy makeup. Lingling happily exclaimed, "Lili, what brings you here too!!"

Lingling quickly invited the girl named Lili to sit next to her and introduced her to me. It turned out that this was the female classmate who had recommended this restaurant to her. She had also come here to eat with some friends. The two of them were chatting enthusiastically, while I sat to the side, bored. Seeing that they couldn't finish their conversation, I went to the restroom first. When I returned from the restroom, I found that our table was empty. Just as I was about to look for it, I heard someone calling me from the other end of the restaurant lobby: "Xiao Bo, over here!!" It turned out that Lingling had been dragged over by her classmate to meet some friends. Reluctantly, I followed them.

Lili introduced us one by one: "Brother Wang, Fatty, Big Head..." Although I shook hands with them all, I realized these guys didn't seem like good people at all; they looked like thugs. These guys definitely wouldn't let a pretty girl go, and they dragged us into ordering a few more bottles of alcohol. Although Lingling and Lili were on good terms, it was clear they weren't the same kind of people, so Lingling was only superficially polite to these thugs and didn't drink with them.

Lili and the others had basically finished eating and were about to leave, but when they saw Lingling, those guys' eyes lit up; they were clearly after her. Seeing Lingling sitting there neither eating nor drinking, they were at a loss. Just as we were about to leave, Lili suggested we all go sing karaoke. Since it was Lili's suggestion, Lingling couldn't refuse and could only drag me along.

Lingling and her friends were from the music department, so they sang very well. However, after singing a few songs, their throats became a little dry. Just as I was about to go out to buy water, the guy called Datou came back with two glasses of freshly squeezed juice and placed them in front of Lingling and Lili, saying, "These two beauties can't drink alcohol, they need to stay in good shape so they can sing us lots of good songs!"

Lingling was very touched and thanked me repeatedly. I also regretted my previous opinion; after all, I hadn't known them for very long, how could I be prejudiced against them...

But not long after Lingling finished drinking, she started acting strangely, such as singing unusually excitedly and having a very red face. Lili also exhibited these behaviors, and she was acting wildly with her friends.

Lingling got up to go to the restroom, but almost fell the moment she stood up. I quickly went to support her, intending to accompany her. Wang, sitting on the sofa, gave the fat man next to him a wink, and the fat man quickly came over to help support Lingling, saying to us, "What's wrong? Going to the restroom? Let's go together..."

On the way from the private room to the restroom, I wondered to myself, "Lingling usually has a good alcohol tolerance, and she didn't drink much with me today, so how could she be drunk?" Just as I

was wondering, I saw the fat man's hand supporting Lingling's chest, while Lingling still seemed dizzy, being helped by the two of us towards the restroom. At that moment, a thought suddenly occurred to me... Then, the look Wang Ge gave Fatty and Da Tou's expression when he brought in the juice flashed through my mind. "Damn it, the juice must have been drugged!!" Although I'd never used this kind of drug before, I'd heard Lao San mention it, and the effects were basically the same as Lingling and the other girl's. What should I do...?

Actually, I was going to let Lingling wash her face in the restroom to clear her head, but Fatty insisted that Lingling needed to use the toilet and kept asking her, "Do you need to pee? Do you need to pee?"

Lingling didn't seem to be conscious and just kept agreeing.

Just as I said I could help Lingling relieve herself, Fatty said he couldn't and insisted on helping me. Lingling vaguely agreed, and seeing Fatty's fierce look, I didn't dare say anything.

There were two stalls in the restroom, shared by men and women. When we went in, the stall near the door was occupied, so we had to help Lingling to the inner stall. After helping Lingling into the private stall, I told her it was a sit-down toilet and she could use it there while we left. But Fatty said, "How can you use this toilet? All sorts of people come here. Do you know who's a prostitute, who has a contagious disease..."

Fatty's words weren't entirely unreasonable, but just as I was wondering what to do, he let go of Lingling's hand and said to me, "You hold her..."

Afraid Lingling would fall, I quickly supported her with both hands, watching to see what Fatty was going to do. I saw Fatty bend down, reach out and lift Lingling's skirt, reaching for her underwear.

"What are you doing..." I asked timidly. "Of course, I'm taking off her underwear. Are you going to wet your pants?!" Fatty glared at me and said.

That's right, if she didn't take off her underwear, she would indeed wet her pants, but this kind of work should be my job. However, Fatty didn't give me any chance. He quickly pulled down Lingling's underwear, spread her legs, and made her stand on the toilet with her legs apart. Lingling started urinating in front of a stranger.

My girlfriend's genitals are indeed very beautiful, and I don't mind others seeing them. In fact, I feel proud because of other people's envious glances. But Fatty's method made me uncomfortable, especially Lili's friends. They acted like complete thugs, even making us worry about our personal safety. Lingling finished urinating quickly. Fatty used Lingling's underwear to wipe her genitals a few times, then casually threw the underwear into the trash can and turned to help me carry Lingling back to the private room.

"What should I do? Am I just going to send Lingling back to the tiger's den like this?" A sudden idea popped into my head. I put on a nonchalant expression and grinned at Fatty, "Dude, don't come here for nothing. My girl's done relieving herself, so it's our turn. You help her out and wait for me..." With that, I handed Lingling to Fatty and pulled down my pants to relieve myself. Fatty was naturally happy to be alone with Lingling, and he helped her out.

After I finished relieving myself, I opened the door and was immediately enraged. That fat guy was really shameless; he had one hand on Lingling's arm and the other hand under her skirt, fiddling with her. When he saw me come out, he grinned and said, "So fast..."

"You bastard, you're not just complaining that I'm fast, you wish I wouldn't come out for an hour!" I thought to myself, but I didn't show it on my face. Instead, I grinned and said to the fat guy, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you at the door!"

After the fat guy went inside to relieve himself, I helped Lingling out. When we got to the corridor, I looked around to make sure they weren't with anyone else, then picked Lingling up and ran quickly towards the door. At that point, I couldn't worry about anyone else; getting out of danger was the priority. I carried Lingling to the door, where taxis were waiting. The security guard opened the door for me, and I rushed inside, yelling at the driver, "XX University, hurry..."

Finally, we escaped their clutches. The taxi sped along the road. At that moment, the drug started to take effect on Lingling. Her face was flushed red, and she seemed to have lost consciousness. Her hands flailed wildly in the air, her legs moved back and forth, and she mumbled incoherently, "So hot... hurry... so hot... so itchy..."

I was very nervous. I didn't know what kind of medicine they had given Lingling, or what to do next. I comforted Lingling with one hand and took out my phone with the other to call Lao San and ask what to do. As I expected, Lao San had indeed seen this situation before and suggested that I come back quickly so that everyone could help. I also told them not to close the dormitory window, as I was going to carry Lingling in through the dormitory window.

After hanging up the phone, I found Lingling was already delirious. She was rubbing my hand against her chest, her legs wide open. The fat man had thrown her underwear into the trash can, leaving her genitals completely exposed. She was writhing and moaning, "So hot...so itchy..."

The taxi driver kept glancing back in the rearview mirror. I couldn't care less; I held Lingling tightly, comforting her, "It'll be over soon...it'll be over soon..."

The taxi quickly arrived at the school gate. I paid the fare, carried Lingling out of the car, and with the taxi driver's help, hoisted her onto my back and ran towards the dormitory. Since it wasn't very late, there were still some students on campus heading back to their dorms or getting water. As I passed them, they all turned to look at us. Seeing their actions and gazes, I realized: Lingling wasn't wearing underwear; I was completely exposed while carrying her. Luckily, Lingling's face was pressed against my back, so no one could see her face, otherwise, it would have been incredibly embarrassing.

When I got to the dorm window, my brothers were already waiting for me. The fourth brother helped Lingling through the window and sat her down on a chair, while I went in through the main door. Once inside, Lingling was still in a state of confusion due to the medication, her hands flailing wildly, her legs constantly opening and closing, and she was muttering things no one could understand.

"What do we do…" I asked the third brother.

"Lingling's condition is just like that girl I saw last time…" The third brother, as expected, had seen this before. He then turned to the second brother and said, "Second brother, get some mineral water first, give it to her to drink, dilute the medicine in her stomach…" The second brother quickly grabbed a few bottles of mineral water we had left in the dorm, unscrewed the caps, and handed them to me. I held Lingling's mouth and forced her to drink while continuing to watch the third brother.

"Next we have to…" The third brother paused, as if he was worried about something. "Tell me quickly, third brother, what do we do?!" I shouted anxiously at him.

"Big brother, next we need to wipe her whole body with a damp towel. This will help the sweat evaporate quickly and aid metabolism..." The third brother finished speaking and lowered his head.

I finally understood why the third brother was hesitant. "Are you sure this method will work?" I looked into the third brother's eyes and asked him.

"Yes, last time we went out together, a girl was drugged in a disco. A friend of mine who is studying medicine and I helped save her..." The third brother thought for a long time and finally said as if he had finally mustered up his courage, "Big brother, we need to act quickly, otherwise the drugs will damage Xiaoling's organs..."

Looking at Lingling's unconscious state, I finally hardened my heart and said to them, "Let's lift Xiaoling onto the bed together. Fourth brother, you're in charge of getting water. Fill all our basins with clean water; Third brother, you get on fourth brother's bed and..." "I'll help wipe Xiaoling's body; Second Brother, you're in charge of washing the towels down here." After saying that, I climbed onto the bed, and Third Brother and Second Brother lifted Lingling onto my bed, while Fourth Brother helped her to fetch water...

There was a low sideboard between my bed and Fourth Brother's bed, so we didn't feel anything after putting the blankets on it. Third Brother and I placed Lingling between the two beds and took off her skirt. Sure enough, just as Third Brother had said, Lingling's whole body was red, and her breasts seemed to be larger than usual, with her normally light pink nipples turning bright red. We each took on our respective roles and busied ourselves with our tasks.

I was responsible for feeding Lingling water while wiping her upper body, Third Brother was responsible for wiping her lower body, Second Brother kept washing the towels that Third Brother and I handed him and then handed us the washed towels, and Fourth Brother was responsible for changing the water and guarding the door. After about half an hour of work, Lingling gradually calmed down. Her breathing wasn't as rapid, and the flush on her body had subsided considerably. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down their pace.

The fourth brother, having just brought back a basin of water, locked the door and came over, standing on the ladder to ask, "How is it...?"

While wiping Lingling's face, I answered the fourth brother, "Much better, thanks to you all. I was completely stunned just now..." I looked up and saw the third brother wiping Lingling for the fourth time, carefully cleaning the area between her parted thighs. A mix of emotions welled up inside me; I couldn't even describe the feeling. Although I had accidentally exposed myself in front of them before, I had always pretended not to notice. I never expected everyone to openly confront me about it this time.

The third brother, seeing my gaze, quickly withdrew his hand, speechless for a moment. The fourth brother stood awkwardly to the side. No matter what, everyone was helping Lingling and me; they all meant well. I couldn't treat my brothers like this. Thinking of this, I quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Thanks a lot for today, brothers..." I paused and then said to the third brother, "Third brother, are there any red spots that need to be wiped a few more times..."

"Um...yes, I've basically wiped them all off, big brother..." the third brother stammered.

"Xiao Ling's labia aren't usually this red, you can wipe them a bit more for her..." The third brother looked up at me questioningly after hearing my words. "Hehe, it's okay, do you think I'm that petty? Besides, we're helping her like this..." I reassured everyone to make them feel less guilty.

The third brother hesitated for a moment, then picked up a towel and carefully wiped Lingling's labia. In the rush, we had used all four of our basins and towels. The towel the third brother was using now was probably the fourth brother's. The fourth brother was watching from the side, and I really don't know what he was thinking. After a while, the fourth brother suddenly said, "Big brother, Lingling is so beautiful..."

Indeed, Lingling's appearance wasn't exactly stunning, but her skin was very fair, her temperament was excellent, and her figure was especially perfect, which made me completely infatuated and unable to resist. I continued the fourth brother's words, saying, "I think she's very beautiful. Third brother, you've seen many girls, what do you think?"

The third brother awkwardly replied, "She really is very beautiful, big brother..." He paused and then said, "I'm serious, big brother. I've seen so many girls, many of them are pretty, but none of them have such a perfect figure. Lingling's proportions, skin, and even her private parts are all so beautiful..." The third brother murmured, then suddenly realized he had said too much, and lowered his head to carefully wipe Lingling's body, no longer speaking.

We were busy until midnight that day before everyone went back to bed. The next morning, I felt someone nudging me. I groggily opened my eyes and saw that Lingling had woken up. She rubbed her temples and asked me, "Xiaobo, what happened? How did I get here..." As she spoke, Lingling suddenly realized that she was completely naked. She looked around nervously and asked me, "What exactly happened?"

I told Lingling what had happened the day before. Lingling realized the danger and was terrified. She asked me, "What about Lili?"

"I was lucky to have rescued you. I couldn't care less about her. Besides, they're her friends."

"So my body was seen naked yesterday?" Lingling asked me, blushing.

"Yesterday, I didn't care about anything else when I was saving you. You don't know how dangerous it was for you yesterday..." Lingling interrupted me and said, "Xiaobo, my head is a little messed up. I don't want to see them. I'll go out the window in a bit. Let's not see each other for the next few days..." After saying that, Lingling put on her dress and left through the window.

After that incident, it took Lingling almost a week before I met up with my friends. However, we quickly reconciled, and I even felt our relationship was closer than before. The distance between us was smaller, and we were much more relaxed together, sometimes even making adult jokes and playfully fighting. Lingling was also more casual around them, and I turned a blind eye. As long as we truly loved each other, everything was fine.

Later, I heard about Lili from Lingling. She had missed several days of classes after that incident, and when she returned to school, she was a completely different person. She wouldn't talk to anyone. Lingling tried to communicate with her several times, but she ignored her. A few months later, Lili became pregnant, and it was an ectopic pregnancy. Fortunately, she received timely treatment and survived. After a long period of recuperation at home, Lili withdrew from school…

Before the break of the first semester of our sophomore year, the school informed us that we would be changing dormitories next semester. Our current new dormitory would be given to freshmen transferring from other campuses, while we would move into the old 8-person dormitory. We were told that we might not even be able to share a room with our classmates. The school's move greatly displeased the four of us brothers, so before the holidays, we decided to rent a place off-campus and try to find some part-time jobs during the summer break instead of going home.

We brothers easily convinced our families, but when I told Lingling about this idea, she hesitated. Lingling is an only child and misses her family dearly, wanting to visit during the holidays. I had no choice but to support her decision and repeatedly urged her to come back soon.

A few days before the holidays, my second brother and I found a four-bedroom apartment near the school. It belonged to a retired professor from the university who had entrusted the apartment to a relative to rent out since his child was going abroad and he planned to stay with them for a few years. We got a very good price and signed a one-year lease. In the days leading up to the holidays, the four of us were busy moving, buying groceries, and looking for short-term jobs. Just after we found some short-term promotional work for a commercial event, Lingling called to tell me she would be back in a few days. This unexpected news surprised and delighted me.

Three days after receiving the call, Lingling returned to school. She told her family she wanted to enroll in an intensive foreign language class, and they assured her they would support her decision. They even gave her some extra living expenses and told her to take good care of herself. Lingling's return coincided with the tail end of our business event, which was also its peak. The four of us were exhausted from working every day, so after giving Lingling the keys, we didn't bother with her anymore. With nothing else to do, Lingling helped us tidy up our new dorm room and prepared dinner for us every evening.

The first day we returned and ate Lingling's cooking, the fourth brother almost cried. This startled us quite a bit. We pressed him for an explanation, and he finally stammered that he desperately wanted to find a girl who could be a good wife, but hadn't found one. Seeing how capable Lingling was in both the living room and the kitchen, he felt very anxious. Hearing his explanation, everyone burst into laughter, and while I was happy, I also felt a surge of pride.

The business event we participated in successfully concluded after its climax. The event was a complete success, and the four of us received the rewards for our hard work. Afterwards, instead of rushing back to our lodgings, we went shopping together. I used my earnings to buy Lingling a necklace. She had her eye on it when I accompanied her shopping last time, but hadn't bought it because it was too expensive. I wanted to use my hard-earned money to buy this gift. The other three also decided to give Lingling a small gift as a token of their gratitude for her care over the past few days. After we finished

shopping, we bought a lot of food and drinks to celebrate that evening. The third brother had a unique idea: besides buying a bottle of champagne, he also bought two bottles of brandy. I had tried brandy once before; it had an extremely fragrant taste, but it was quite strong and easy to get drunk on. However, everyone was in such a good mood, so we decided to let loose this time.

We arrived home early. Lingling was clearly unprepared; she was tidying her room in her pajamas, her hair still wet from a shower. She seemed quite surprised by our early return. We briefly explained the situation and brought out the gifts we had prepared. When I put the necklace around Lingling's neck, tears streamed down her face. It wasn't the first time Lingling had cried in front of me, but I knew this time it was tears of happiness. I silently vowed: I can't let Lingling shed sad tears again.

We each took a shower, washing away the sweat, ready to face the evening's dinner party to celebrate our recent success. Leaving the school dormitory definitely brought a lot of freedom; we couldn't help but regret not moving out earlier.

I was the last to shower. When I came out, everyone was busy setting the table and laying out food and drinks. I saw Lingling bent over, doing something. When I got closer, I realized that it was the third brother preparing to open a champagne bottle. Lingling, out of curiosity, was bent over watching, but so focused that she didn't notice her slip dress was completely open, giving the third brother a real eye-opener. The third brother suddenly saw me and looked embarrassed, unsure what to do. Not wanting to disrupt the harmony, I smiled at him, letting my eyes tell him: it's okay, we're brothers.

The "banquet" quickly began, and everyone happily discussed their work experiences and observations. Lingling joined in, occasionally offering her own opinions. We mixed champagne and brandy, the sweetness of the champagne masking the slight bitterness of the brandy, and the bubbles in the champagne making the brandy very refreshing, but the downside was that it made you drunk too quickly.

After everyone finished eating, we left the table and went straight to the rooms. Since Lingling was staying with me, everyone gave us the largest master bedroom, and I didn't stand on ceremony. However, everyone often chatted on my large bed. I sat at the back, leaning against the wall, with Lingling leaning against me. The other three sat around each other.

After finishing two bottles of brandy, everyone was a little tipsy. The conversation had somehow shifted to themselves. The fourth brother, always quick-witted, pointed at the second brother and said, his tongue slurring, "Second brother, we're really... damn it... two years of university and still... no girlfriends..." Then the second brother pointed at the third brother and said, "Third brother, I'm most annoyed with you! How come you can mess around with so many girls? Look at the eldest brother, he's only with Xiaoling, so devoted! You should share your girls with me and the others, and you better be more devoted too!!"

Clearly, the fourth brother disapproved of the third brother's behavior. The third brother acknowledged, and didn't refute it. Instead, he looked at Lingling and sighed, saying, "Sigh... If any of the girls I hang out with could compare to Xiaoling, I would have already dumped the rest..."

Hearing this, Lingling looked at the third brother with a grateful gaze and said, "Third brother, please don't say that..."

The third brother continued, "I know that those girls who are with me aren't devoted to me. For example, Yuanyuan from Xiaoling's department, she's dating several boys at the same time, and..." The third brother rattled off the stories of the girls he had dated, leaving Lingling speechless.

The second brother interrupted him: "Third brother, nothing else matters, just tell me if you did it or not!!"

The third brother didn't expect that the usually quiet second brother's words would be so impactful at this crucial moment. He lowered his head and chuckled, "Yes, I did it all..."

It seemed that no one treated Lingling as an outsider, and they didn't hold back at all when speaking in front of her. At this moment, the fourth brother came over with a grin and said, "Really, Third Brother? You've been with all those girls? Hehehe... It's not that I'm looking down on you, but with your thin frame, where would you get the stamina? I'm not bragging, but I can have sex for 45 minutes straight without changing positions..."

I did believe the fourth brother's words. The fourth brother had been a track and field athlete since he was a child, and his performance was quite well-known in school. He was admitted to our school because of this specialty, and he had exceptional stamina. Even after we played basketball, he could still continue training.

The third brother scoffed at the fourth brother's words: "Third brother, do you think sex between men and women is just like 'pile driving'?" He seemed to suddenly realize Lingling was nearby, glancing at her intently listening, then at me. I was also listening to the third brother's rambling, so I urged, "Hurry up and tell us, everyone should learn..."

Lingling chimed in, "Yes, yes, hurry up and tell us..."

The third brother then continued slowly, "I think sex between men and women and sexual intercourse are not the same concept..." He then looked around at us.

The fourth brother immediately asked, "What's the difference?!"

Seeing that he had piqued everyone's curiosity, the third brother slowly added, "I think sex is something two people do together, or something that stems from love, while sexual intercourse is entirely for the purpose of procreation..." He paused, continuing to whet our appetites.

The impatient fourth brother got anxious. "Third brother, are you going to tell me or not? What are you pretending for?

I'm just asking you something, and you're still acting like a big shot..." Seeing that the fourth brother was getting impatient, I quickly said, "Yeah, third brother, don't keep everyone in suspense, just tell us..."

The third brother chuckled and said, "Fourth brother, what's the rush? I was just about to say it..." Then he took a sip of water and slowly said, "I think sexual intercourse is only part of sex, but not the whole thing. Foot fetish, breast fetish, anal fetish, masturbation..." Then he said to Lingling, "Excuse me, Lingling, can I borrow your feet for a moment?"

After saying that, he lifted Lingling's feet off the bed. Lingling's face turned red immediately, but she didn't stop him and let the third brother continue...

Since Lingling was leaning against me, I couldn't see what was happening from the front, but I could see that the second and fourth brothers' eyes lit up. I think besides seeing Lingling's fair little feet, they must have also seen what was under her nightgown.

The third brother continued, "Footjobs aren't for everyone. A girl's feet have to be able to arouse a man's sexual desire for it to be possible. Like Xiaoling's feet, they're white and tender, without any prominent bones, obvious tendons and blood vessels, or calluses. At the same time, the toes need to be slender and long, with a well-proportioned shape. Only then can they be called perfect feet..." He then placed the soles of Xiaoling's feet together and said, "They also need to have a proper arch. When the two feet are together, there should be enough space for a man's genitals to pass through. You see, Xiaoling's feet are truly top-notch. I've seen so many girls, but none have feet more perfect than Xiaoling's..."

The third brother wasn't exaggerating; Xiaoling's feet were indeed very beautiful, and she took great care of them, often using hand cream. The second brother took Xiaoling's feet from the third brother's hands and said, "Let me see..." He began to rub them in his hands.

At this moment, Lingling's soles were pressed together, and her legs naturally spread apart. From my angle, Lingling's silk nightgown hung down naturally, but it only covered the upper part of her body; the lower half was completely exposed to their gazes. The second brother was fondling Lingling's small feet with great affection, and Lingling didn't stop him. She just leaned against me and continued listening to the third brother talk...

The third brother continued, "The structure of the sphincter muscles of the anus and rectum is different from that of the muscles inside the vagina. The temperature inside the anus is also higher than that inside the vagina, so anal sex is a common way for lovers to have sex. As for breast sex..." At this point, the third brother's eyes swept over Lingling's body again, and he continued, "This requires breasts of B cup or above, so the choice of sex partner is also important..."

I've always been proud of Lingling's figure; her breasts are C cup. The third brother, a veteran in the world of women, should be able to tell, so he only glanced at Lingling at the crucial moment when the conversation was about to end. The third brother's actions made me incredibly proud, but also made me a little tipsy. Emboldened by the alcohol, I added fuel to the fire, saying, "So, do you need any help from Xiaoling? I have no objection..."

Hearing this, the third brother excitedly half-jokingly said, "Really? Then we won't be polite..."

Lingling, however, was a little displeased and said, "You guys are dreaming. Did you ask for my opinion?" Although Lingling said this, her little feet hadn't left the second brother's hands.

Hearing this, the third brother didn't say anything but stood up and left, which made Lingling blush bright red. After a long pause, Lingling said coquettishly, "Why is the third brother like that? He was just joking..."

Before she could finish speaking, the third brother returned, carrying something else. He put the things on the bed and looked at Lingling with a smile, saying, "Hehe, I went to get something. Since Lingling was just joking, then we won't be polite..." He then showed everyone what he had just gotten, explaining, "This is Johnson's baby oil, neutral, with excellent lubricating properties. It's great for foot play, breast play, and anal play." "It's essential during intercourse."

The fourth brother then asked, "Third brother, have you tried all these methods...?"

The third brother nodded with a smug smile, making the fourth brother swallow hard and mutter to himself, "Looks like I really do know how to do it..."

The third brother said in surprise, "No way, fourth brother, you've never even tried oral sex..."

The fourth brother shook his head awkwardly, but didn't dare to meet the third brother's gaze. Looking at the fourth brother's pathetic appearance, I couldn't help but feel indignant for him and blurted out, "It's nothing, fourth brother, I'll take care of this. I'll find someone to solve it for you..." After saying that, I regretted it a little.

At this moment, all four of them stared at me, making me a little uneasy. Lingling, however, asked me jealously, "What, you seem to have quite a few connections, knowing people in this business..."

I quickly chuckled awkwardly and explained, "No, no, you're the only one I know. You were the one I was thinking of earlier..." Mustering my courage, I continued, "Weren't you always curious about Lao Si's big dick? Find some time to help my brother out..." I rambled on, fueled by alcohol, until I didn't even know what I was saying anymore.

Lingling turned around, her face flushed, whether from drinking too much or anger, I couldn't tell. She glared at me resentfully and said, "You really think I wouldn't dare..." Then she pulled her foot away from Lao Er's hand and said to Lao Si, "Come on, let's do it for him, see if he dares to talk nonsense again..."

Lao Si was suddenly stunned, not knowing what to do, and looked at me in surprise. At this point, I relaxed. Leaning against the wall, I smiled at Lingling and Lao Si, and said to Lao Si, "

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, buddy! What are you still thinking about?" Lao Si was even more bewildered, his mouth agape, unsure what to do. Lingling glanced back at me, smiled, and said, "Okay, you said it. I hope you won't regret it..." Before she finished speaking, she pressed her beautiful lips to Lao Si's ear, gently breathing on it, while one hand caressed his shorts.

Lao Si was hesitant at first, but seeing that Lingling was serious and that I didn't object, his hands began to roam over her body, slowly lifting her nightgown over her head and pulling it off her arm. Lingling's lips slid down Lao Si's ear, kissing the edge of his shorts. Lingling pulled down Lao Si's shorts, and his engorged, erect penis sprang to her face. I saw a look of surprise and delight in Lingling's eyes.

Lingling gently stroked it with her hand. I had seen Lao Si's penis before when I showered with him, but I had never seen it fully engorged and erect. Today, I was also shocked by Lao Si's fully erect penis. The entire penis was over 20 centimeters long, very thick, and the glans was the size of an egg. Lingling seemed to be frightened by this sight as well. After stroking it for a while, she finally managed to take Lao Si's glans into her mouth with difficulty.

At this point, my second brother, third brother, and I couldn't resist any longer and went up to join in. When Lingling saw us

all touching her, she immediately spat out my fourth brother's glans and said, "Wait..." We were all stunned, staring blankly at Lingling. Lingling, flushed and pink from the alcohol and hormones, pointed at us and chuckled, saying, "Today I'm in charge. Any objections?"

We looked at each other and nodded.

Lingling continued, "Today I'll do it with fourth brother, and as for second brother... I can give him oral sex, but you two bad guys can forget about it..." Lingling pointed at my third brother and me.

My third brother and I immediately deflated, especially my third brother, who looked utterly disappointed. Seeing my third brother's expression, Lingling burst into laughter again and said, "Third brother can touch me, anywhere you want, is that alright? But you're not allowed to kiss my lips... I only kiss the people I love..." After saying this, Lingling looked at me like a child who had done something wrong.

I then took Lingling's small hand, squeezed it gently, gave her an encouraging look, and whispered in her ear, "Go ahead and play, I don't mind..."

Seeing my gesture, Lingling smiled happily again, leaned close to my ear, and whispered provocatively, "Don't you all like my feet? These feet are mine for you tonight... If you don't follow the rules, I'll stop immediately." She then gently licked my ear before sitting back down next to Lao Si.

Everyone looked at me with longing eyes .

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