6. Peeping into the empty girls' dormitory

6. Peeping into the empty girls' dormitory

During the summer vacation of my junior year of high school, I stayed at school to intensively study in preparation for a national competition.

The weather on July 7th, 8th, and 9th was particularly hot and dry.

The senior high school students stayed at school to take the college entrance examination. During the day, they went to other schools to take exams, leaving only about a dozen of us students who were tutoring students in the competition on the huge campus.

One afternoon during my nap, I was walking alone past the senior high school dormitory building when I happened to look up and see the clothes the senior girls had hung out to dry outside their windows. Their brightly colored clothes swayed in the wind, teasing my eyes and stirring my heart. Looking around and seeing no one, my nerves suddenly tightened. I quickly slipped into the girls' dormitory building and ran up to the third floor.

The girls' dormitory corridor was deserted, not a soul in sight. I tried pushing open several dormitory doors, but they were all closed. Looking at the empty corridor, I wasn't willing to give up. I noticed the windows above and beside the dormitory doors. Some of the windows were open, but they had iron bars on the frames.

I peered through the window, clinging to the iron bars.

So this is what girls' dorms are like. The layout is roughly the same as ours, except for some decorations: the mosquito nets are brightly colored, and there are many more small ornaments hanging there—bells, stuffed animals, paintings, and so on. It looks much neater and cozier than the boys' dorms. But what attracted my attention even more were the brightly colored bras and panties some girls had hung by their beds, which had a huge visual and sensory impact on me. There was a bed right next to the dorm window, and by reaching in, I could actually reach the clothes that the girls had folded and placed by the bedside—underwear, bras, panties, and so on. I took them out one by one, touching them with both hands, rubbing them against my face, even smelling them and gently licking them with my tongue to see if they had any taste.

Without realizing it, I had already gotten an erection, and my penis was hard and erect. Naturally, I took it out and let it experience the feel of women's clothing, wrapping it around the bra and panties one by one, rubbing against them.

At that time, I didn't know anything about ****, and I had never heard of it before. My penis was still hard and swollen, red, and there seemed to be a little liquid coming out of the head, which I wiped on the girl's waistband.

After rubbing them together for a while, I put the clothes I had taken out back one by one. That's when I started to worry. The clothes were definitely in different places now, and when the girl came back, she would definitely find that someone had touched her things. She might even find the faint marks I had left on the clothes. I thought about it for a while, but I couldn't think of anything to do. Let her find out if she wants; no one will know I did it anyway.

There's a small detail that I'm a little embarrassed to recall, and I originally intended to skip it, but I think I should include it. Since it actually happened, I'll write it down truthfully so that experts can accurately study and understand my true feelings.

Beside the girl's bed, besides her clothes, I also reached for a large bottle of Sprite that was about half empty. After taking it out, I took a few sips. After finishing, I was about to put it back, but for some reason—maybe my erect penis felt the urge to urinate—I stuck the head of my penis into the Sprite bottle and urinated in it. Then I put the cap back on and put it back on the bedside table. I don't know if the girl drank anything from that bottle afterward.

After doing all that, seeing that there was no one around, I quickly slipped out of the girls' dormitory.

The senior high school students quickly finished their exams and left the school, and I didn't dare go back in, so I didn't try it again. But starting from that summer, I developed different thoughts about girls.

Back at school, looking at the girls who had stayed to study for their exams, my eyes and mind couldn't help but linger on their chests and buttocks. Because it was the middle of summer, and it was a make-up class, there weren't many people, the teachers were quite lax, and the students were dressed very casually. The boys were even wearing just shorts. While the girls were dressed more warmly, many of their arms, calves, and even thighs were exposed, and my gaze was inevitably drawn to them. Some girls were wearing thin t-shirts, through which I could see the outline and even the color of their bras, which inevitably drew my attention even further.

This summer, my tutoring wasn't very effective, and I didn't achieve any rankings in the competition tests. After more than a month of tutoring, the holidays finally came, and I went back to my home in the mountain village.

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