Female college student having her anus exploded

It was too late for me to refuse; his fingers had already slipped into my anus.

I whispered, "This is a virgin! You've taken her; you must love me for the rest of your life."

(I)

My name is Cao Kexin. I was once the most beautiful girl in the English department of university, the object of every boy's attention.

Slender figure, long legs, a delicate waist, and a beautiful face—like a lotus emerging from water.

In this high school, everyone thought I was a proud princess… but I married a Kuomintang soldier early on, a company-level officer, because he was my first man.

The principal called and asked me to come to his office.

I sensed something was off in the office. "You're being evaluated for intermediate teacher certification soon. What are your thoughts?" Before I could react, I instinctively replied, "Really?"

The principal forced a smile. "Your work is good, but you're too young."

He then placed his hand on my thigh.

After a few seconds of blankness, I finally came to my senses.

But those crucial seconds had already allowed this man's hand to slip inside my delicate thigh.

I stood up and turned to run, but the principal caught up and pinned me against the wall, rendering me completely immobile. My beautifully curved buttocks were pressed tightly against him, and a hand was already covering my round, smooth buttocks. His

heavy body pressed me down, making it impossible for me to move.

Moreover, such a bold and direct attack was something I had never experienced before.

To avoid the lines of my underwear showing through my miniskirt, I always wore a thong under my skirt and never wore stockings.

Confident in myself, I always believed that this was the only way to fully display my soft, fair skin and the alluring curves of my long, slender legs.

Thus, my almost completely naked buttocks unknowingly displayed their fullness and elasticity to the invading hand that had completely taken over them.

I was both anxious and ashamed. I had never had any physical intimacy with any man other than my husband, and now another man's hand was probing into the forbidden territory under my skirt. A blush involuntarily spread across my fair face.

Beneath my dignified white-collared miniskirt, my full, snow-white thighs and buttocks were being wantonly ravaged by the principal's large hand.

My round, smooth buttocks were gently caressed, slowly kneaded, forcefully pinched, peeled open, and squeezed inward, rubbed back and forth, sending a wave of extreme disgust down my spine.

But to drive away the lewd hand that had already crept under my skirt, I would have to lift it myself… I was incredibly ashamed and angry, but my body, tightly restrained, was powerless to do anything.

My whole body felt as if it were being invaded by a chill, the burning fingers occupying my beautiful buttocks, caressing through my mini thong, seemed to be trying to explore my deeper, softer bottom.

“Enough, enough…stop it…” My whole body stiffened, desperately clenching my long, soft legs together.

But his burning fingers easily slipped inside, teasing my labia, searching for my clitoris… “Disgusting…” I silently resolved, I couldn’t let the principal continue to play with my pure body at will, I had to make him stop immediately! But… even through the thin skirt, it was so hot.

The tender flesh of my thighs and buttocks, under the pressure of his erect penis, clearly felt the invasion of that unfamiliar phallus.

Thick, hard, burning hot, and… the tender skin, I could almost feel its unfamiliar shape.

The unfamiliar, yet palpable shape of the glans! The shout that had reached my lips froze deep in my throat.

It turned out, he had already unzipped his pants and taken out his penis! Now, the principal's naked penis was pressing against me from behind.

If I cried out, and everyone rushed in to see this embarrassing scene… just thinking about it made my face burn.

My face was flushed, my breathing rapid, my virgin body being violated by this lewd act.

Through my thin skirt and panties, his hot, hard penis pressed against the base of my long legs.

The two thin layers of fabric were useless; I could feel the thick glans rubbing directly against my virgin clitoris.

This unprecedented, fiery provocation made my heart pound wildly; I wanted to resist but couldn't muster any strength.

The thick glans pressed and rubbed against my tender flesh, as if giving me ample opportunity to savor this inescapable shame.

"It seems even thicker than my husband's glans..." The thought suddenly startled me.

How could I have such thoughts while being played with by someone else?

As I thought this, a wave of heat rose from my lower abdomen.

My lips, pressed tightly against the thick, hot glans, involuntarily contracted.

My face flushed crimson, my breathing rapid, and my head slumped weakly against the wall, making my long, beautiful, snow-white neck appear even more striking.

Under the principal's expert caresses, my sensitive nipples sent waves of sensual assaults through my body.

My pure, honeyed lips were relentlessly crushed and pierced by the thick, fiery rod. In despair, I felt my innocent petals, under this brutal ravaging, involuntarily secreting nectar, waves of pleasure washing over me.

A knock on the door interrupted everything.

I don't know how I left the principal's office.

Sitting in my own office, I felt utterly empty, and involuntarily clenched my thighs together, another wave of pleasure washing over me…

(II)

Lying in bed that night, I had difficulty falling asleep. My whole body felt warm and filled with a strange urge, so I couldn't help but rub my body.

The Nationalist army only came home to visit once a year. I remembered our first time; it was during our senior year vacation.

That day, he took me to the countryside, holding my hand the whole time—it was so warm… We came to a grassy area, and he tricked me, saying, "Look what's over there!" As I turned around, he kissed me. I felt my whole body go limp, my face flushed, and I fell into his arms. Just then, a few kids came by, so I had to move with him… He chuckled mischievously, "How about they go play in the bushes and see what's in there?" I playfully punched him, but let him pull me into the bushes… As soon as we entered, he hugged me tightly, kissing me and stroking me from my neck down. I was breathless. "Ugh," I said, "no..." But when he was about to take another step down, I grabbed his hand tightly and looked at him with pleading eyes. He asked me how I felt, and I said, "It feels weird, my whole body is inexplicably hot..." "Your thing is pressing against you, can you feel it?" "Huh? You're so naughty..." "Is it hot here?" "Yes." "Then can I put it in?" "No, I'm scared..." I said that this was the first time a man had done this to me, and we had already gone too far. We couldn't go any further. He didn't want to make me angry, so he continued to hug me and kiss me, caressing my breasts.

Seeing that I didn't struggle, he became even more brazen. My nipples slowly hardened under his rubbing. He tentatively slipped his hand under my skirt again. I reflexively clamped his hand between my legs and looked at him with that pitiful look. This time he didn't look at me and insisted on teasing my labia with his fingers.

The thin lace couldn't stop the fingers from sinking into my labia. With the movement of his fingers, the lace rubbed against my labia. What I couldn't stand the most was my clitoris. Every movement felt like an electric shock. I persevered, and finally couldn't help but shudder. I felt a trickle of love fluid seep out, and my legs weakly loosened.

Without hesitation, he slipped his hand into my panties, rubbing my labia and teasing my clitoris with his fingers.

I held him tightly and couldn't help but moan, "Kuomintang, no..." But Guomin caressed my wet honey hole even more forcefully, and my body involuntarily twisted, not knowing whether I was trying to escape or to accommodate his lewdness.

As he was about to pull down my pants, he said, "Wow, your skin is so soft, like a child's."

I turned my head away in embarrassment, I really couldn't control myself anymore, I wanted to be filled, to be ravaged... Thinking of the Nationalist soldier thrusting into my virgin honey hole, my hands rubbed even harder, I panted, digging in with two fingers, "I want it, I want it... Fuck me, fuck me..." (

Part 3)

Just then, Yanran pushed the door open and came in, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me with a wicked smile.

Yanran was my roommate in college, and we were assigned to the same high school, but she quit after three months and went to work as an administrative assistant at a foreign company.

We had been sharing this apartment.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, I managed to speak, "When did you get back? You didn't even knock before coming in?" Yanran smiled and said, "I've already finished showering. Your voice was so loud, I came in to see who's so lucky, and to report back to the Nationalist Army."

As she spoke, she reached in and touched my vulva. I blushed and tried to push her hand away, but she relentlessly teased my clitoris with her fingertips, sending a tingling sensation through my body.

I said no, but she had already inserted her fingers into my vulva. "Why is there so much vaginal fluid?

You said you wanted it just now, but now you don't?" she said, twisting my vulva with her fingers.

I nervously gripped her arm tightly and finally couldn't help but moan.

Seeing how much I enjoyed it, Yanran suddenly stood up and went back to her own room.

A while later, she came running back naked, carrying a nylon bag. She slipped into my bed, hugged me tightly, and sucked on my lips with her hot lips, making me almost dizzy.

Our bodies were pressed together, and I could feel her heart pounding wildly; her uncontrollable lust had been ignited.

Yanran pressed her burning body, driven by desire, against mine, rubbing it against my hot body. She clamped my soft thighs around her, and our thirsty lips intertwined.

My lust was raging, and I could no longer control it with reason.

I held Yanran tightly with one hand and caressed her body with the other.

My trembling fingers lingered on the delicate curves of her waist and hips, then slowly circled back to her hot and soft vulva, which was already overflowing with desire.

At this moment, Yanran inserted her fingers into my honey hole and stirred them, the movements becoming more and more intense. I twisted my body and cried out, "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore..." Yanran straightened up, opened the nylon bag, and took out a leather triangle strap and a black penis. I was startled and asked her what she was doing. Yanran smiled and said, "A woman who doesn't masturbate will have a very difficult life..." Yanran put the penis on the triangle strap and then put it on. The black penis swayed gently in front of my eyes. The rising lust made me dare not look anymore. Yanran spread my legs, and I immediately felt a hard object pressing against my vulva.

I desperately wanted it to rush inside, but it just lingered inside my flesh, rubbing up and down, sliding past my full clitoris again and again. The tingling, itchy, and tingling sensation in my vagina was excruciating. I begged Yanran to put it in, but she pouted and said, "You're a princess, you can't do this..." "Yanran, Yanran, put it in—put it in! I'm Kexin, Kexin is a little slut, a little whore..." Yanran remained unmoved, pointing to the black penis and saying, "Look how majestic I am, I am now..." "A proud rooster!" "I'm a little hen—a little hen in heat, a slutty little hen!" "I'm a big wolfhound—" "I'm a little bitch—a little bitch in heat, a slutty little bitch!" "I'm a big pervert—" "I'm a little slut—a slutty little slut…! Stop talking, fuck me, fuck me, I'm a little slut who's available to everyone! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cunt!" "Ah!…" I screamed, and Yanran suddenly thrust inside me.

"Ah…! Good…! Yanran…so comfortable…ah…" I screamed desperately, hugging Yanran's body tightly, spreading my legs wide, my toes twitching restlessly on the mattress, while my upper body arched back, letting out joyful sobs.

As I neared climax, my whole body went wild, repeatedly lifting my buttocks as if trying to pierce and ravage my uterus.

The numbing pleasure intensified, and I excitedly cried out, "I'm going to climax! I'm going to climax! Harder! Harder…!" Finally, I reached the peak of lust.

My weary body relaxed, drenched in sweat.

Then I switched positions with Yanran and had sex with her too. Yanran's cries became even more lewd and frenzied, constantly calling out "slut," "bitch," and "rotten cunt," as if she deeply hated her own body.

(IV)

For the next four days, Yanran and I would slyly smile whenever we met, neither daring to mention Monday's events.

After work, we went to the Carnival Plaza.

Halfway there, a foreigner named Mark called Yanran and took her away. Yanran said he was the company manager.

I was bored and walked back alone, wondering if Yanran and Mark would... well, you know... Suddenly, I felt something was off; I heard many sweet, cloying women's voices.

I realized I had entered Yimin Street, the most famous of the city's three red-light districts.

I unexpectedly met a pair of eyes—the principal's eyes.

I was very familiar with the principal's eyes; they were tolerant and kind.

Actually, I've always admired the principal. He's knowledgeable and has great manners. Although he's fifty, he looks like he's only in his early forties. I think it's mainly because he doesn't have many wrinkles and has the physique of an athlete.

Just then, a flamboyant woman seductively invited the principal inside for some entertainment and even tried to pull him away.

The principal saw me awkwardly, at a loss for words. I quickly walked over, took his arm, and started walking.

That seductive voice suddenly turned angry, "You bitch, stealing my business!"

The principal thanked me and then fell silent.

We walked in silence, feeling very uneasy.

Finally, the principal couldn't hold back any longer. "Xiao Cao, please forgive me for what happened Monday afternoon. I was too despicable, too..." I interrupted him, telling him not to mention it again.

We continued walking in silence.

"Xiao Cao, you are excellent! You have brought a lot of vitality to our school."

The principal sighed and continued, "I haven't felt this way in a long time!" My face flushed red; I didn't know what the principal meant.

"The school is organizing a trip to the mangrove wetlands on Sunday, and I think 50% of the motivation is for you.

The school has organized similar trips before, but everyone always says they have something to do and seven or eight people have to leave, so the trip can't be held. This time, Director Fu told me to participate.

That's rare!" I said shyly, "With you leading the team yourself, everyone will be very enthusiastic."

"I don't have that kind of hobby. You young people are just fooling around; I'm not just making a fool of myself."

When we reached the bridge, the principal stopped and looked at the rippling river.

Suddenly, the principal turned around and looked at me seriously: "Actually, I specifically wanted to go there to relax."

By the time I realized what he meant, the principal had already turned away and didn't see my flushed face.

"I haven't had marital sex for ten years! After my eldest daughter was born, she started making excuses, and after my son was born, it got even worse. Later, she just said I was too much trouble..." I was stunned.

"I was too impulsive that day; I don't know why I was so out of my mind..." Back in my room, I slowly pondered the principal's words, secretly feeling sorry for him.

(V)

Early Sunday morning, I packed my things and rushed to school. Everyone surrounded me on the bus, teasing me; it was very lively.

When we arrived at the mangrove wetlands, some were fishing, some were picking wild vegetables, and some were boating.

I went boating, and the boat was packed with people. Then, Da Li started rocking the boat around, and I got scared and grabbed the eaves, which caused me to be swept into the river.

I was pulled ashore soaking wet, angry and annoyed but unable to vent my frustration. Xiao Zhang kindly drove me home, saying he'd wait for me downstairs, but I grumbled and said I wasn't going anymore.

After showering and changing, I lay listlessly on the bed and picked up "Dream of the Red Chamber." As I read, I thought, "How could Jia Baoyu and Qin Keqing possibly have such a passionate dream together? Surely Cao Xueqin wouldn't dare say it outright." Then

I thought, "Jia Baoyu is clueless about such things, while Qin Keqing is a virgin, dealing with an old man and a young girl. She must be very lustful, admiring Baoyu's handsome appearance, doing this and that to him, perhaps even helping him into bed."

Imagining Qin Keqing's alluring and wanton nature, teasing Jia Baoyu in every way, I felt hot all over, my vagina becoming wet. I secretly cursed myself for being so lewd, daring not to let my thoughts wander any further.

Just then, someone opened the door and came in, followed by Yanran's incoherent panting.

"Mark, don't rush, don't rush..." It sounded like the two of them had fallen onto the living room sofa.

Yanran was moaning softly, "Mmm, mmm, mmm..." and there was also the sound of an old cow licking water.

I blushed. Mark was actually licking there. Judging from the sound, Yanran must be enjoying it.

I unconsciously placed my hand on her warm, wet vulva, wanting to rub it but not daring to. Her juices flowed more and more, and my panties were already soaked. My hand froze there, but her vulva became more and more aroused... I cursed Yanran inwardly. She was using this place as a den of iniquity when I wasn't around.

Then Yanran's moans stopped, replaced by the smacking sounds of eating popsicles and smacking her lips. I couldn't figure out what they were doing. After a while, Yanran took a breath and said coquettishly, "My lips are sore."

I immediately understood, my mind went blank, and I thought, "So lewd!" I tried desperately to purse my lips, but saliva kept flowing out.

My hand, which was gripping her vulva, was wet, and I told myself not to move.

The commotion outside was getting louder and louder; the foreigner must be having sex with Yanran. One moment Yanran was moaning "fuck me, fuck me..." and the next she was yelling, "Fuck my cunt, fuck my slutty cunt, fuck my rotten cunt..." She was extremely frantic.

Suddenly, Yanran screamed, "No, no, no... Don't do it there! Don't do it there!" I thought to myself, what tricks are they up to now?

"Mark, I'll let you do it.

Today is our day, you can do whatever you want with me..." Yanran let out a "whoosh" and started moaning... "Fuck me, fuck me..." Yanran started to get anxious, and the foreigner also started moaning.

They were about to climax.

The foreigner shouted, "Fuck you, fuck you..." and Yanran followed with "whoosh, whoosh..." Everything quieted down.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Yanran was clearly enjoying herself, her voice sweet and cloying as she said, "Mark, you're amazing! I'm dying!" Mark replied in broken Chinese, "We've only just begun, haven't we?" Yanran giggled coquettishly, "I've already agreed. Be

gentle later, okay? My chrysanthemum petals are still virgins!" (

VI)

While they were taking a bath together, I quickly slipped out, not even having time to change my underwear.

My heart was still pounding as I walked down the street, my face burning.

Where to go? I felt nowhere to go, so I decided to go to school.

I hailed a taxi.

The school was quiet. I sat in the office, legs crossed, a warm current still coursing through my body.

My nerves seemed to short-circuit, only receiving the waves of stimulation from between my legs.

I tried hard to control myself from thinking about what Yanran was doing.

The door was pushed open, and I jumped in surprise. "Principal, it's you!" "Weren't you on a picnic? I saw you rushing in from the office. What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Seeing the principal's concerned eyes, I stood up, at a loss for what to do. All the thoughts in my mind suddenly came to mind and my face burned even more.

The principal moved closer to me, examining my state, and his expression slowly changed.

I think he must have smelled the alluring masculine scent emanating from my honey pot.

The principal looked at my flushed face, his Adam's apple bobbing, and slowly grasped my burning hand. I didn't struggle and remained silent.

I could feel the principal's heart pounding faster.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, he pulled me into his arms, his hot lips sucking on mine. The strong body odor of a mature man made me almost dizzy.

His tongue entwined with mine, sucking on the tip. When I pulled my tongue back, his tongue followed into my mouth.

Suddenly, he released me, saying, "I...I shouldn't have done this. Shall

I take you home?" My chest heaved, my desire aroused by the passionate kiss. My vulva trembled in waves, and my juices were seeping through my panties and soaking my thighs.

I raised my head and offered my lips, but the principal quickly pulled away. "Xiao Cao, I'll still take you home!" I bit my lip, slowly lifting my skirt to reveal my wet panties to the principal.

I tilted my lips back and licked his tongue again. The principal trembled with pleasure, pulled me into his arms, and sucked on my tongue even harder, swallowing my saliva.

Without hesitation, his hands slipped inside my skirt, kneading my tender buttocks forcefully.

I let out a soft "Ah," a little painful, but I liked this feeling, this feeling of being desired and ravaged by a man.

I slowly backed away, pressing against the wall, enduring the principal's pressure.

My lips were sore from the force, but the principal stubbornly sucked on my face, my eyes, my earlobes, and my neck. I turned to the side so he could comfortably kiss my earlobes and neck. The principal held my waist, pulled down my panties, caressed my pubic hair, and rubbed the warm spring within with his fingers.

Each rubbing brought a wave of pleasure, but also a deeper itch, making me crave his rubbing harder.

I hummed and twisted my waist to meet his rubbing, but the principal pulled his hand away.

I cried out, "No!" The principal picked me up and strode to his office, placed me on the sofa, unbuttoned my dress, pulled down my underwear, hugged my legs, and carefully admired my plump lips and lush pubic hair. Then, passionately, he kissed my breasts and lips, his tongue sometimes circling my engorged clitoris, sometimes probing in and out of my warm, moist opening.

I groaned and writhed, my sexual desire growing increasingly intense. My heart pounded like a drum, almost leaping out of my throat. "Principal, Principal, I want it, I want it, I want it..." My vagina was burning and itchy, and streams of vaginal fluid flowed out incessantly.

The principal took off her clothes, and I saw that her pubic hair was also a large patch, thicker and longer than mine.

Most striking was her powerful, enormous penis, seemingly protruding straight from the pubic hair, proudly and smugly erect, a full twenty centimeters long, as thick as a child's arm, straddling her two firm thighs, throbbing rhythmically.

And then there was her engorged glans, round and smooth, purple and shiny, like a great general.

I spread my thighs apart, and the principal grasped his penis, which looked like a red-hot iron rod, with one hand. He used two fingers of his other hand to separate my labia and rubbed the large glans of his penis back and forth at the entrance of my vagina.

Then, he hugged my legs and thrust his hips forward with a sudden "whoosh." I heard a "squeak" as his glans, covered in my vaginal fluid, squeezed into my narrow vagina. It hurt a little, and I couldn't help but let out a soft "ah."

The principal looked at me with concern. I closed my eyes and hummed in response. Then I felt a surge of power rush in, filling my honeypot.

The penis began to thrust rhythmically inside me, and waves of wonderful sensations washed over my entire body.

I moaned incessantly.

The penis sometimes plunged deep into my vagina, sometimes moved from side to side.

The dreamlike pleasure intensified with each friction, becoming increasingly pleasurable. My body felt limp and almost couldn't hold on any longer.

My honeypot was being relentlessly penetrated, pushing me towards another orgasm.

"Principal, it feels so good...! Mmm...mmm...oh...oh...ah...ah...! Principal, I want you!!" Suddenly, I felt an emptiness in my honeypot. The principal helped me up, and I obediently lay face down on the sofa, raising my buttocks. The principal held my waist and slowly squeezed his burning hot penis into my honeypot, then thrust in, his huge penis deeply penetrating my honeypot.

While thrusting into my overflowing honeypot, the principal vigorously kneaded my soft, firm breasts.

I tried to hold onto the sofa with my hands to withstand the principal's impact.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh...ah...ah...! Principal, I want it!!" Seeing me like this, the principal gripped my waist and thrust harder, pumping in and out quickly.

I felt his penis getting thicker, harder, and hotter.

The thrusts of his penis grew stronger and stronger, and the principal's breathing became more and more rapid.

"Ah...ah...! Harder, harder...fuck, fuck, fuck me, fuck me...fuck me to death...I can't take it...oh...oh..." I cried out uncontrollably.

At this moment, the principal's penis thrust in and out of my honey hole even more rapidly, each time penetrating to the deepest point, and then, after a few more powerful thrusts, I felt streams of hot fluid shooting into the depths of my honey hole.

We lay quietly together, and after a while, the principal slowly got up and pulled his limp penis out.

I turned over and saw milky white semen slowly overflowing from my body along with my vaginal fluid.

The principal took a tissue and helped me wipe it off.

(7)

I lay on the sofa to rest, unable to help but recall the intense scene from earlier. The principal was caressing the skin of my buttocks, seemingly still wanting more. His hands roamed all over my body, finally stopping at my vulva, gently stroking, rubbing, teasing, and tugging.

My feelings gradually rose, and I moaned softly in sync with his movements.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Seeing how compliant I was, the principal got up again, spread my legs, parted my pubic hair, and suddenly sucked on my vaginal opening, his tongue swirling back and forth inside my honey hole. Then, he grasped his enormous penis with both hands and squeezed it into my labia, rubbing it back and forth. My clitoris began to engorge and stand erect again.

After his sucking, licking, manipulating, and tossing, my desire gradually intensified. My vagina tightened and relaxed, and my vaginal fluids began to flow. I felt an urge.

I got up and knelt in front of the principal, holding his semi-erect penis, and took it into my mouth, gently licking and sucking.

I stroked the two bulging mounds hanging below.

Giving oral sex to a man gave me a virginal excitement, made me crave, and aroused me.

The principal seemed to enjoy it, stroking my face and making low, pleasurable sounds.

Unconsciously, I felt his penis gradually harden, lengthen, and heat up. The veins on its surface bulged, and the glans suddenly swelled, gleaming a bright purplish-red. The opening at the tip looked like an angry, wide-open eye, aggressive and menacing.

My hands could barely hold onto this suddenly enlarged thing.

The principal also became excited, grabbing my head and thrusting forcefully into my mouth, excitedly calling my name.

I tried my best to satisfy the principal's desire, feeling the power of the opposite sex.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. Moved, the principal picked up my light body and gestured for me to wrap my arms around his neck. Did he want to have sex with me while holding me?

Sure enough, the hard penis pushed up from below, and with a forceful thrust, the principal's enormous penis slid in all the way with a "whoosh."

The principal lifted my body up and down, his penis beginning to pump, my hips rhythmically thrusting upwards, each time penetrating to the deepest point. The intense feeling of being conquered made me dizzy.

After about a hundred thrusts, the principal, panting heavily, sat down on the sofa. I moved my hips up and down, manipulating the principal's penis. The pleasure of intercourse spread throughout my body, and I couldn't hold back any longer, vigorously moving my hips. An indescribable feeling, a light and airy sensation, as if I were floating on clouds, entering a dreamlike fairyland.

Seeing my movements weaken, the principal helped me onto the sofa, lifted my legs, and began to violently penetrate my wide-open lips.

His penis thrust faster and faster, squeezing and pulling my lips with each relentless assault.

I moaned in pleasure, my naked, delicate body writhing in rhythm with his thrusts, fully embracing wave after wave of lust.

I felt an overwhelming excitement, an excitement I couldn't describe.

Everything around me, even the world itself, seemed to vanish; time seemed to freeze into eternity. Between heaven and earth, only two naked bodies remained, relentlessly and wildly releasing their sexual desire.

Suddenly, the principal, like a wild horse unleashed, thrust in with all his might, reaching an unprecedented climax. My heart felt like it was about to explode. One thrust, two thrusts… my senses were almost at their limit.

We held each other tighter, and the speed of his movements told me—he was about to ejaculate! I waited intently, savoring the moment of his ejaculation.

In an instant, his penis quickly hardened, thickened, and burned.

As he finally thrust deep into my honeyed depths, jets of scalding hot semen, like volcanic eruptions, violently slammed against my cervix and vaginal walls, sending a warm, tingling sensation through my entire body!

(8)

I hugged the principal tightly, thanking him for the pleasure and satisfaction he gave me.

The principal also caressed my skin and kissed my face.

I whispered to the principal, "Want more?" The principal was surprised, "Then let's do it tonight."

I pulled the principal's hand and placed it on my vulva, and said coquettishly, "She can't take it.

But if you still want more, you can..." "Can do what?" "You can do it here."

I spread my legs and held the principal's fingers to touch my anus.

The principal's fingers, wet with my juices, gently dug into my anus...

[The End]

It was too late for me to refuse, his fingers were already inserted into my anus.

I whispered, "This is a virgin! You've taken her, you have to love me for the rest of your life."

(1)

My name is Cao Kexin, and I used to be the most beautiful girl in the English department of university, the object of attention for boys.

A slender figure, long legs, a delicate waist, and a beautiful face—like a lotus emerging from water.

Everyone in this middle school thought I was a proud princess… but I married a Kuomintang soldier early on, a company-level officer, because he was my first man.

The principal called and asked me to come to his office.

I sensed something was off in the office atmosphere. “We’re going to be evaluated for intermediate teacher certification soon. What are your thoughts?” Without thinking, I subconsciously replied, “Really?”

The principal forced a smile. "Your job is good, but you're too young."

He then placed his hand on my thigh.

After a few seconds of blankness, I finally reacted.

But those crucial seconds allowed the man's hand to slip inside my delicate inner thigh.

I stood up and turned to run, but the principal caught up and pinned me against the wall, unable to move. My beautifully curved buttocks were completely pressed against him, and a hand was already covering my round, smooth buttocks.

His heavy body pressed tightly against me, making it impossible for me to move.

Moreover, such a bold and direct attack was something I had never experienced before.

To avoid the lines of my underwear showing through my miniskirt, I always wore a thong under my skirt and never wore stockings.

Full of confidence, I always believed this was the best way to showcase my soft, fair skin and the alluring curves of my long legs.

Therefore, my almost completely bare buttocks unwittingly displayed their fullness and elasticity to the invading hand that had already completely taken them over.

I was both anxious and ashamed. I had never been intimate with any man other than my husband, and now another man's hand was probing into the forbidden territory beneath my skirt. A blush involuntarily spread across my fair face.

Beneath my dignified white-collared miniskirt, my full, snow-white thighs and buttocks were being wantonly ravaged by the principal's large hand.

My round, smooth buttocks were gently caressed, slowly kneaded, forcefully pinched, peeled open, and squeezed inward, rubbed back and forth, sending a wave of extreme disgust down my spine.

But to drive away the lewd hand that had already crept under my skirt, I would have to lift it myself… I was incredibly ashamed and angry, but my body, tightly restrained, was powerless to do anything.

My whole body felt as if it were being invaded by a chill, the burning fingers occupying my beautiful buttocks, caressing through my mini thong, seemed to be trying to explore my deeper, softer bottom.

“Enough, enough…stop it…” My whole body stiffened, desperately clenching my long, soft legs together.

But his burning fingers easily slipped inside, teasing my labia, searching for my clitoris… “Disgusting…” I silently resolved, I couldn’t let the principal continue to play with my pure body at will, I had to make him stop immediately! But… even through the thin skirt, it was so hot.

The tender flesh of my thighs and buttocks, under the pressure of his erect penis, clearly felt the invasion of that unfamiliar phallus.

Thick, hard, burning hot, and… the tender skin, I could almost feel its unfamiliar shape.

The unfamiliar, yet palpable shape of the glans! The shout that had reached my lips froze deep in my throat.

It turned out, he had already unzipped his pants and taken out his penis! Now, the principal's naked penis was pressing against me from behind.

If I cried out, and everyone rushed in to see this embarrassing scene… just thinking about it made my face burn.

My face was flushed, my breathing rapid, my virgin body being violated by this lewd act.

Through my thin skirt and panties, his hot, hard penis pressed against the base of my long legs.

The two thin layers of fabric were useless; I could feel the thick glans rubbing directly against my virgin clitoris.

This unprecedented, fiery provocation made my heart pound wildly; I wanted to resist but couldn't muster any strength.

The thick glans pressed and rubbed against my tender flesh, as if giving me ample opportunity to savor this inescapable shame.

"It seems even thicker than my husband's glans..." The thought suddenly startled me.

How could I have such thoughts while being played with by someone else?

As I thought this, a wave of heat rose from my lower abdomen.

My lips, pressed tightly against the thick, hot glans, involuntarily contracted.

My face flushed crimson, my breathing rapid, and my head slumped weakly against the wall, making my long, beautiful, snow-white neck appear even more striking.

Under the principal's expert caresses, my sensitive nipples sent waves of sensual assaults through my body.

My pure, honeyed lips were relentlessly crushed and pierced by the thick, fiery rod. In despair, I felt my innocent petals, under this brutal ravaging, involuntarily secreting nectar, waves of pleasure washing over me.

A knock on the door interrupted everything.

I don't know how I left the principal's office.

Sitting in my own office, I felt utterly empty, and involuntarily clenched my thighs together, another wave of pleasure washing over me…

(II)

Lying in bed that night, I had difficulty falling asleep. My whole body felt warm and filled with a strange urge, so I couldn't help but rub my body.

The Nationalist army only came home to visit once a year. I remembered our first time; it was during our senior year vacation.

That day, he took me to the countryside, holding my hand the whole time—it was so warm… We came to a grassy area, and he tricked me, saying, "Look what's over there!" As I turned around, he kissed me. I felt my whole body go limp, my face flushed, and I fell into his arms. Just then, a few kids came by, so I had to move with him… He chuckled mischievously, "How about they go play in the bushes and see what's in there?" I playfully punched him, but let him pull me into the bushes… As soon as we entered, he hugged me tightly, kissing me and stroking me from my neck down. I was breathless. "Ugh," I said, "no..." But when he was about to take another step down, I grabbed his hand tightly and looked at him with pleading eyes. He asked me how I felt, and I said, "It feels weird, my whole body is inexplicably hot..." "Your thing is pressing against you, can you feel it?" "Huh? You're so naughty..." "Is it hot here?" "Yes." "Then can I put it in?" "No, I'm scared..." I said that this was the first time a man had done this to me, and we had already gone too far. We couldn't go any further. He didn't want to make me angry, so he continued to hug me and kiss me, caressing my breasts.

Seeing that I didn't struggle, he became even more brazen. My nipples slowly hardened under his rubbing. He tentatively slipped his hand under my skirt again. I reflexively clamped his hand between my legs and looked at him with that pitiful look. This time he didn't look at me and insisted on teasing my labia with his fingers.

The thin lace couldn't stop the fingers from sinking into my labia. With the movement of his fingers, the lace rubbed against my labia. What I couldn't stand the most was my clitoris. Every movement felt like an electric shock. I persevered, and finally couldn't help but shudder. I felt a trickle of love fluid seep out, and my legs weakly loosened.

Without hesitation, he slipped his hand into my panties, rubbing my labia and teasing my clitoris with his fingers.

I hugged him tightly and couldn't help but moan, "Kuomintang, no..." But Guojun caressed my wet honey hole even more forcefully, and my body twisted involuntarily, not knowing whether I was trying to escape or to accommodate his lewdness.

When he was about to pull down my pants, he said, "Wow, your skin is so tender, like a child's."

I turned my head away in embarrassment, I really couldn't control myself anymore, I wanted to be filled, to be ravaged... Thinking of Guojun thrusting into my virgin honey hole, my hands rubbed even harder, I panted, and used two fingers to dig in, "I want it, I want it... Fuck me, fuck me..." (

III)

Just then, Yanran pushed the door open and came in, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me with a wicked smile.

Yanran was my roommate in college. We were assigned to the same high school, but she quit after three months and went to work as an administrative assistant at a foreign company.

We've been sharing this apartment.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, I managed to speak, "When did you get back? You didn't even knock before coming in?" Yanran smiled and said, "I've already finished showering. Your voice was so loud, I came in to see who's so lucky, and to report back to the Nationalist Army."

As she spoke, she reached in and touched my vulva. I blushed and tried to push her hand away, but she relentlessly teased my clitoris with her fingertips, sending a tingling sensation through my body.

I said no, but she had already inserted her fingers into my vulva. "Why is there so much vaginal fluid?

You said you wanted it just now, but now you don't?" she said, twisting my vulva with her fingers.

I nervously gripped her arm tightly and finally couldn't help but moan.

Seeing how much I enjoyed it, Yanran suddenly stood up and went back to her own room.

A while later, she came running back naked, carrying a nylon bag. She slipped into my bed, hugged me tightly, and sucked on my lips with her hot lips, making me almost dizzy.

Our bodies were pressed together, and I could feel her heart pounding wildly; her uncontrollable lust had been ignited.

Yanran pressed her burning body, driven by desire, against mine, rubbing it against my hot body. She clamped my soft thighs around her, and our thirsty lips intertwined.

My lust was raging, and I could no longer control it with reason.

I held Yanran tightly with one hand and caressed her body with the other.

My trembling fingers lingered on the delicate curves of her waist and hips, then slowly circled back to her hot and soft vulva, which was already overflowing with desire.

At this moment, Yanran inserted her fingers into my honey hole and stirred them, the movements becoming more and more intense. I twisted my body and cried out, "I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore..." Yanran straightened up, opened the nylon bag, and took out a leather triangle strap and a black penis. I was startled and asked her what she was doing. Yanran smiled and said, "A woman who doesn't masturbate will have a very difficult life..." Yanran put the penis on the triangle strap and then put it on. The black penis swayed gently in front of my eyes. The rising lust made me dare not look anymore. Yanran spread my legs, and I immediately felt a hard object pressing against my vulva.

I desperately wanted it to rush inside, but it just lingered inside my flesh, rubbing up and down, sliding past my full clitoris again and again. The tingling, itchy, and tingling sensation in my vagina was excruciating. I begged Yanran to put it in, but she pouted and said, "You're a princess, you can't do this..." "Yanran, Yanran, put it in—put it in! I'm Kexin, Kexin is a little slut, a little whore..." Yanran remained unmoved, pointing to the black penis and saying, "Look how majestic I am, I am now..." "A proud rooster!" "I'm a little hen—a little hen in heat, a slutty little hen!" "I'm a big wolfhound—" "I'm a little bitch—a little bitch in heat, a slutty little bitch!" "I'm a big pervert—" "I'm a little slut—a slutty little slut…! Stop talking, fuck me, fuck me, I'm a little slut who's available to everyone! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cunt!" "Ah!…" I screamed, and Yanran suddenly thrust inside me.

"Ah…! Good…! Yanran…so comfortable…ah…" I screamed desperately, hugging Yanran's body tightly, spreading my legs wide, my toes twitching restlessly on the mattress, while my upper body arched back, letting out joyful sobs.

As I neared climax, my whole body went wild, repeatedly lifting my buttocks as if trying to pierce and ravage my uterus.

The numbing pleasure intensified, and I excitedly cried out, "I'm going to climax! I'm going to climax! Harder! Harder…!" Finally, I reached the peak of lust.

My weary body relaxed, drenched in sweat.

Then I switched positions with Yanran and had sex with her too. Yanran's cries became even more lewd and frenzied, constantly calling out "slut," "bitch," and "rotten cunt," as if she deeply hated her own body.

(IV)

For the next four days, Yanran and I would slyly smile whenever we met, neither daring to mention Monday's events.

After work, we went to the Carnival Plaza.

Halfway there, a foreigner named Mark called Yanran and took her away. Yanran said he was the company manager.

I was bored and walked back alone, wondering if Yanran and Mark would... well, you know... Suddenly, I felt something was off; I heard many sweet, cloying women's voices.

I realized I had entered Yimin Street, the most famous of the city's three red-light districts.

I unexpectedly met a pair of eyes—the principal's eyes.

I was very familiar with the principal's eyes; they were tolerant and kind.

Actually, I've always admired the principal. He's knowledgeable and has great manners. Although he's fifty, he looks like he's only in his early forties. I think it's mainly because he doesn't have many wrinkles and has the physique of an athlete.

Just then, a flamboyant woman seductively invited the principal inside for some entertainment and even tried to pull him away.

The principal saw me awkwardly, at a loss for words. I quickly walked over, took his arm, and started walking.

That seductive voice suddenly turned angry, "You bitch, stealing my business!"

The principal thanked me and then fell silent.

We walked in silence, feeling very uneasy.

Finally, the principal couldn't hold back any longer. "Xiao Cao, please forgive me for what happened Monday afternoon. I was too despicable, too..." I interrupted him, telling him not to mention it again.

We continued walking in silence.

"Xiao Cao, you are excellent! You have brought a lot of vitality to our school."

The principal sighed and continued, "I haven't felt this way in a long time!" My face flushed red; I didn't know what the principal meant.

"The school is organizing a trip to the mangrove wetlands on Sunday, and I think 50% of the motivation is for you.

The school has organized similar trips before, but everyone always says they have something to do and seven or eight people have to leave, so the trip can't be held. This time, Director Fu told me to participate.

That's rare!" I said shyly, "With you leading the team yourself, everyone will be very enthusiastic."

"I don't have that kind of hobby. You young people are just fooling around; I'm not just making a fool of myself."

When we reached the bridge, the principal stopped and looked at the rippling river.

Suddenly, the principal turned around and looked at me seriously: "Actually, I specifically wanted to go there to relax."

By the time I realized what he meant, the principal had already turned away and didn't see my flushed face.

"I haven't had marital sex for ten years! After my eldest daughter was born, she started making excuses, and after my son was born, it got even worse. Later, she just said I was too much trouble..." I was stunned.

"I was too impulsive that day. I don't know why I was so out of my mind..." Back in my room, I slowly pondered the principal's words, secretly feeling sorry for him.

(V)

Early Sunday morning, I packed my things and rushed to school. Everyone surrounded me and teased me on the bus; it was very lively.

When we arrived at the mangrove wetlands, some were fishing, some were picking wild vegetables, and some were boating.

I went boating, but the boat was crowded with people, and Da Li kept rocking the boat back and forth. I got scared and grabbed the eaves, and I was swept into the river.

I was pulled ashore soaking wet, feeling angry and annoyed but unable to vent my frustration. Xiao Zhang kindly drove me home, saying he'd wait for me downstairs, but I grumbled and said I wasn't going.

After showering and changing, I lay listlessly on the bed and picked up *Dream of the Red Chamber*. As I read, I thought, "How could Jia Baoyu and Qin Keqing possibly have such a vivid and unrestrained dream? Cao Xueqin must have been too embarrassed to say it outright."

I thought again, "Jia Baoyu is ignorant of human affairs, while Qin Keqing is a charming lady of the boudoir. Dealing with an old man and a young boy, she must be very lewd, admiring Baoyu's handsome appearance, doing this and that to him, perhaps even helping him into bed."

Imagining Qin Keqing's alluring and wanton nature, teasing Jia Baoyu in every way, I felt a surge of heat throughout my body, and my honeypot became wet. I secretly cursed myself for being lewd, daring not to let my mind wander any further.

Just then, someone opened the door and came in, followed by Yanran's incoherent panting.

"Mark, don't rush, don't rush..." It sounded like the two of them had fallen onto the sofa in the living room.

Yanran hummed "Mmm, mmm, mmm..." along with the sound of an old ox licking water.

My face flushed with embarrassment. Mark was actually licking there! Judging from the sounds, Yanran must be enjoying it.

Unconsciously, I placed my hand on her warm, wet vulva, wanting to rub it but not daring to. Her juices flowed more and more freely, soaking my panties. My hand froze there, but her vulva grew increasingly aroused… I cursed Yanran inwardly; she was using this place as a den of iniquity while I was away.

Then Yanran's moans stopped, replaced by the smacking sounds of eating a popsicle and smacking her lips. I couldn't understand what they were doing. After a while, Yanran sighed and said coquettishly, "My lips are sore."

I immediately understood. My mind went blank, thinking, "How lewd!" I desperately tried to purse my lips, but saliva kept flowing out.

My hand, gripping her vulva, was wet. I told myself not to move.

The commotion outside was getting louder; the foreigner must be having sex with Yanran. Yanran was moaning "fuck me, fuck me..." one minute, then "fuck my cunt, fuck my slutty cunt, fuck my rotten cunt..." she was going crazy.

Suddenly, Yanran screamed, "No, no, no... don't do it there! Don't do it there!" I wondered what tricks they were up to now.

"Mark, I'll let you do it.

Today is our day, you can do whatever you want with me..." Yanran let out a "howl" and started moaning... "fuck me, fuck me..." Yanran started to get anxious, and the foreigner started moaning too.

They were about to climax.

The foreigner yelled "Fuck you, fuck you..." and Yanran echoed with "Aww, aww..." Then everything quieted down.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Yanran was clearly enjoying herself, her voice sweet and cloying as she said, "Marke, you're amazing! I'm dying!" Marke said in broken Chinese, "We've only just begun, right?" Yanran giggled coquettishly, "I've already agreed.

Be gentle later, my chrysanthemum petals are still virgins!" (

VI)

While they were enjoying their bath, I quickly slipped out, not even having time to change my underwear.

My heart was still pounding, and my face was burning.

Where should I go? I felt like I had nowhere to go, so I decided to go to school.

I hailed a taxi.

The school was quiet. I sat in the office, my legs crossed, a warm current still coursing through my body.

My nerves seemed to short-circuit, only receiving the waves of stimulation from between my legs.

I tried hard to stop myself from thinking about what Yanran was doing.

The door was pushed open, and I jumped in surprise. "Principal, it's you!" "Weren't you on a field trip? I saw you rushing into the office. What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Seeing the principal's concerned eyes, I stood up, at a loss for what to do. All the thoughts in my mind suddenly surfaced on my face, and my face burned even more.

The principal moved closer to me, examining my state, and his expression slowly changed.

I think he must have caught the alluring masculine scent emanating from my honeypot.

The principal, seeing my flushed face, his Adam's apple bobbing, slowly grasped my burning hand. I didn't struggle, remaining silent.

I could feel his heart pounding.

Finally, unable to resist, he pulled me into his arms, his fiery lips sucking on my soft ones. The strong body odor of this mature man made me almost dizzy.

His tongue entwined with mine, sucking on it. When I withdrew my tongue, his followed into my mouth.

Suddenly, he released me, saying, "I...I shouldn't have done this.

Shall I take you home?" My chest heaved, my desire aroused by the passionate kiss, my honeypot trembling in waves, my juices seeping through my panties and soaking my thighs.

I raised my head and offered my soft lips, but the principal quickly pulled away. "Xiao Cao, I'd better take you home!" I bit my lip and slowly lifted my skirt, revealing my wet panties to the principal.

I licked his tongue again, and the principal trembled with pleasure. He pulled me close and sucked on my tongue even harder, swallowing my saliva.

His hands unhesitatingly slipped inside my skirt, kneading my tender buttocks forcefully.

I let out a soft "Ah," a little painful, but I liked this feeling, this feeling of being desired by a man, of being ravaged by a man.

I slowly backed away, pressing against the wall, enduring the principal's pressure.

My lips were sore from kissing so hard, but the principal stubbornly sucked on my face, my eyes, my earlobes, and my neck. I turned to the side so he could comfortably kiss my earlobes and neck. The principal put his arm around my waist, pulled down my panties, caressed my pubic area, and rubbed the warm spring within with his fingers.

Each rubbing brought a wave of pleasure, but also a deeper itch, making me crave his rubbing harder.

I moaned and twisted my waist to meet his rubbing, but the principal pulled his hand away.

I cried out, "No!" The principal picked me up and strode into his office, placing me on the sofa. He unbuttoned my dress, pulled down my underwear, and embraced my legs, admiring my full, moist lips and thick, wet pubic hair. Then, passionately, he kissed my breasts and lips, his tongue sometimes circling my engorged clitoris, sometimes probing my warm, wet opening.

I moaned and writhed, my sexual desire growing more intense, my heart pounding like a drum, almost leaping out of my throat. "Principal, Principal, I want it, I want it, I want it..." My vagina was unbearably hot and itchy, and streams of vaginal fluid flowed out incessantly.

The principal removed his clothes, and I saw that his dark, shiny pubic hair was also a large patch, more abundant than mine, and thicker and longer.

The most striking feature was the powerful, enormous penis, seemingly bursting straight out from the pubic hair, proudly and self-satisfiedly erect, a full twenty centimeters long and as thick as a child's arm, straddling the space between the two firm thighs, throbbing rhythmically.

The engorged glans was round and smooth, a glossy purple, like a great general.

I spread my legs, and the principal grasped the red-hot iron-like penis in one hand, using two fingers of his other hand to separate my labia, rubbing the large glans back and forth against the entrance of my vagina.

Then, he grabbed my legs and thrust his hips forward with a "whoosh," as his glans, glistening with my juices, squeezed into my narrow, wet opening. It hurt a little, and I couldn't help but let out a soft "ah."

The principal looked at me with concern, and I closed my eyes and hummed in agreement. Then I felt a surge of power rush in, filling my wet opening.

His penis began to rhythmically thrust in and out of my wet opening, and waves of wonderful sensations swept through my entire body.

I kept moaning.

His penis sometimes plunged deep into my vagina, sometimes moved from side to side.

The dreamlike, wonderful sensations grew with each back-and-forth friction, becoming more and more comfortable, until my body was so weak I could barely hold on.

My honeypot was being pounded so hard it was unbearable, wave after wave pushing me towards a sexual climax.

"Principal, it feels so good...! Mmm...mmm...oh...oh...ah...ah...! Principal, I want you!!" Suddenly I felt an emptiness in my honeypot. The principal helped me up, and I obediently lay face down on the sofa, raising my buttocks. The principal held my waist and slowly squeezed his hot, hard penis into my honeypot, then thrust in, his huge penis plunging deep into my honeypot.

The principal thrust in and out of my overflowing honeypot while vigorously kneading my soft, firm breasts.

I tried to brace myself against the sofa with my hands to withstand the principal's thrusts.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh...ah...ah...! Principal, I want it!!" Seeing me like this, the principal gripped my waist and thrust harder, pumping in and out quickly.

I felt his penis getting thicker, harder, and hotter.

The impact of his penis grew stronger, and the principal's breathing became more and more rapid.

"Ah...ah...! Harder, harder...fuck, fuck, fuck me, fuck me...fuck me to death...I can't take it...oh...oh..." I screamed uncontrollably.

At this moment, the principal's penis thrust in and out of my honey hole even more rapidly, each time penetrating to the deepest point, and then, after a few more powerful thrusts, I felt streams of hot fluid shooting into the depths of my honey hole.

We lay quietly together, and after a while, the principal slowly got up and pulled his limp penis out.

I turned over and saw milky white semen slowly overflowing from my body along with my vaginal fluid.

The principal took a tissue and helped me wipe it.

(7)

I lay on the sofa to rest, unable to help but recall the intense scene from earlier. The principal was caressing the skin of my buttocks, seemingly still wanting more. His hands roamed all over my body, finally stopping at my vulva, gently stroking, rubbing, teasing, and tugging.

My feelings gradually rose, and I moaned softly in sync with his movements.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Seeing how compliant I was, the principal got up again, spread my legs, parted my pubic hair, and suddenly sucked on my vaginal opening, his tongue swirling back and forth inside my honey hole. Then, he grasped his enormous penis with both hands and squeezed it into my labia, rubbing it back and forth. My clitoris began to engorge and stand erect again.

After his sucking, licking, manipulating, and tossing, my desire gradually intensified. My vagina tightened and relaxed, and my vaginal fluids began to flow. I felt an urge.

I got up and knelt in front of the principal, holding his semi-erect penis, and took it into my mouth, gently licking and sucking.

I stroked the two bulging mounds hanging below.

Giving oral sex to a man gave me a virginal excitement, made me crave, and aroused me.

The principal seemed to enjoy it, stroking my face and making low, pleasurable sounds.

Unconsciously, I felt his penis gradually harden, lengthen, and heat up. The veins on its surface bulged, and the glans suddenly swelled, gleaming a bright purplish-red. The opening at the tip looked like an angry, wide-open eye, aggressive and menacing.

My hands could barely hold onto this suddenly enlarged thing.

The principal also became excited, grabbing my head and thrusting forcefully into my mouth, excitedly calling my name.

I tried my best to satisfy the principal's desire, feeling the power of the opposite sex.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. Moved, the principal picked up my light body and gestured for me to wrap my arms around his neck. Did he want to have sex with me while holding me?

Sure enough, the hard penis pushed up from below, and with a forceful thrust, the principal's enormous penis slid in all the way with a "whoosh."

The principal lifted my body up and down, his penis beginning to pump, my hips rhythmically thrusting upwards, each time penetrating to the deepest point. The intense feeling of being conquered made me dizzy.

After about a hundred thrusts, the principal, panting heavily, sat down on the sofa. I moved my hips up and down, manipulating the principal's penis. The pleasure of intercourse spread throughout my body, and I couldn't hold back any longer, vigorously moving my hips. An indescribable feeling, a light and airy sensation, as if I were floating on clouds, entering a dreamlike fairyland.

Seeing my movements weaken, the principal helped me onto the sofa, lifted my legs, and began to violently penetrate my wide-open lips.

His penis thrust faster and faster, squeezing and pulling my lips with each relentless assault.

I moaned in pleasure, my naked, delicate body writhing in rhythm with his thrusts, fully embracing wave after wave of lust.

I felt an overwhelming excitement, an excitement I couldn't describe.

Everything around me, even the world itself, seemed to vanish; time seemed to freeze into eternity. Between heaven and earth, only two naked bodies remained, relentlessly and wildly releasing their sexual desire.

Suddenly, the principal, like a wild horse unleashed, thrust in with all his might, reaching an unprecedented climax. My heart felt like it was about to explode. One thrust, two thrusts… my senses were almost at their limit.

We held each other tighter, and the speed of his movements told me—he was about to ejaculate! I waited intently, savoring the moment of his ejaculation.

In an instant, his penis quickly hardened, thickened, and burned.

As he finally thrust deep into my honeyed depths, jets of scalding hot semen, like volcanic eruptions, violently slammed against my cervix and vaginal walls, sending a warm, tingling sensation through my entire body!

(8)

I hugged the principal tightly, thanking him for the pleasure and satisfaction he gave me.

The principal also caressed my skin and kissed my face.

I whispered to the principal, "Want more?" The principal was surprised, "Then let's do it tonight."

I took the principal's hand and placed it on my vulva, giggling, "She can't take it.

But if you still want more, you can..." "Can do what?" "You can do it here."

I spread my legs and held the principal's fingers to touch my anus.

The principal's fingers, moistened with my juices, gently probed into my anus...

[The End]

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