Vivi's virginity

The National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) has been over for almost two months, and the crowds in front of the honor roll at Haicheng High School have gradually dispersed for nearly a week. With the end of the college entrance examination, the admission results are basically clear, and students are going to their respective schools—some are happy, some are sad.

It must be said that Haicheng High School is a very good school. Although its college entrance rate may not be among the top in the province, its beautiful environment is enough, isn't it? For example, the red brick and green tile campus, the lush tree-lined paths, and of course, the students themselves—the real protagonists—are full of vitality and sunshine.

Weiwei was one of these students. While her looks weren't top-tier—though she was pretty and had a near-perfect figure, especially her breasts, which were a real asset—her height was a major drawback.

Weiwei was a student in Class 3 of Senior Three, or perhaps more accurately, a former student of Class 3 of Senior Three. Before going to university, she preferred to feel younger… university students were never as young as high school students. She came today to pick up her university acceptance letter. Generally, the earlier the letter arrives, the better the admission result; those arriving in August are mostly from less prestigious schools.

Unpacking the email and looking at the admission notice from Zhanhe College inside, Weiwei felt a little disappointed. Although she had already known the news by phone, receiving the notice still brought a slight sense of disappointment.

She sighed, "Oh well, it's still an undergraduate degree, I guess I'll have to make do." Weiwei's pretty eyebrows twitched slightly as she stuffed the notice into her bag and rode her bicycle home.

Although it was already the height of July and the beginning of autumn was approaching, the late summer heat still lingered. She arrived home drenched in sweat, her medium-length hair plastered to her forehead, making her feel quite suffocated. She considered whether she should take a shower.

Taking a shower wasn't very convenient because there were other people at home. Her uncle's family had also come to visit; his son had received his university acceptance letter a month earlier than Weiwei's—to a prestigious 211 university, much better than her third-rate one. Weiwei felt their visit today carried a hint of showing off, even provocation.

But after sitting for a while, Weiwei felt herself sweating more and more. It wasn't just her face that was damp; now her back, lower abdomen, and legs were constantly dripping with sweat. Her clothes were becoming increasingly soaked, and since it was late summer and she wasn't wearing many layers, they were gradually becoming transparent, making Weiwei feel somewhat embarrassed.

Just then, her uncle and his family said they had to go out for a bit, and thankfully, no one was home. "I'll take a shower then," Weiwei decided. She went to her bedroom, found some clothes, tested the water temperature in the bathroom, closed the door, and prepared to take a shower.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Weiwei was quite satisfied with her figure. She had beautiful skin, a slightly oval face with red lips and white teeth. Her eyes were bright and clear, like autumn water, and her eyebrows were like crescent moons. "I wonder what kind of boyfriend I'll have in college?" Weiwei sighed involuntarily. "I wonder what kind of husband I'll have..."

She unbuttoned her shirt, parting the collar slightly to reveal her fair skin with a hint of pink. Weiwei looked at herself in the mirror, feeling quite pleased with herself. Although she didn't possess the legendary skin like porcelain, during swimming class, she had secretly compared her body to that of other girls, and none of them were as alluring as her.

Vivi pulled her clothes apart, revealing her entire upper body in the mirror. The woman reflected in the mirror had sharp shoulders, arms like lotus roots, slender fingers, and a waist so small it could be encircled by a single hand. Her bra was still on, but it already seemed unable to contain her fullness, bulging roundly.

"What a pity..." Vivi sighed softly, "If only I were a little taller." At only 1.5 meters tall, this was indeed Vivi's only flaw in appearance. But this was practically impossible now. After all, graduating high school at eighteen might lead to further development, but height was mostly set.

After admiring herself in the mirror for a moment, Vivi removed her skirt, leaving only her bra and panties. The bra was pink, an 85D, but it still didn't fully contain her breasts, revealing half of her snow-white mounds. If she bent over even slightly, a tiny red dot could be seen on her nipples, like a red cherry on ice cream, or the first rays of sunlight on snow.

Just as Vivi was admiring her half-naked body in the mirror, the door lock clicked, followed by the sound of someone pushing the door open. Vivi was startled, knowing someone had returned, but unsure if it was her uncle or a family member. So she quickly sped up her shower, reaching behind her back to remove her bra and then bending down to take off her white panties.

As soon as the bra was off, her full, round breasts bounced out, trembling slightly, the red nipples rising and falling alluringly. Bending down to remove her panties further accentuated the size of her breasts, but at that moment, Weiwei had no time for admiration or self-admiration; she just felt a little shy and wanted to finish her shower as soon as possible.

She turned on the shower, quickly rinsed herself, and then hurriedly dried herself, preparing to get dressed. But then she realized that in her haste, she had made a mistake—she had forgotten to bring her bra. She tried to put on the bra she had just changed out of, but found it was soaking wet from the shower and completely unwearable.

"What should I do..." Weiwei panicked a little. Just then, she heard the door open and close with a "click."

"Thank goodness, they're gone." Hearing that the person had finally left, Weiwei hurriedly put on her underwear, skirt, and clothes, not even bothering to button her clothes properly. With one hand holding her change of clothes and the other pulling her shirt to cover her upper body, she quickly opened the bathroom door, peeking out with one eye to make sure no one was outside. She then rushed out barefoot and ran to her room.

The small living room flashed by. Weiwei quickly opened her bedroom door and hid inside, then closed and locked the door behind her, feeling much calmer. Her heartbeat stabilized, and she felt incredibly embarrassed—how shameful she had walked into the living room without a bra! What if someone saw her… The thought made her face flush even more, even more beautiful than before her shower, a rosy glow that set her apart.

Taking a couple of breaths, Weiwei turned back, intending to leave her clothes aside and put them in the washing machine later. But as she turned, she was horrified to find that she wasn't alone in her room, and almost screamed.

Upon closer inspection, she realized it was her uncle's son, the guy named Ye Yang who had taken the college entrance exam the same year as her. It seemed the guy was startled too, but not as horrified as she was.

Weiwei was both embarrassed and angry, asking, "Brother, what are you doing in my room!" Ye Yang replied, "Didn't you say you'd show me the photos first when I got back from my trip?" Weiwei remembered that this guy had indeed gone on a trip right after finishing his college entrance exams, and then filled out his university applications online while traveling—how carefree and relaxed! But… something still didn't seem right, did it?

"Get out of here…" Seeing Ye Yang's slightly reddened eyes, Weiwei knew he had guessed what had happened, and she became even more shy, lowering her head, unable to look him in the eye.

But lowering her head only made things worse; she realized she had run so fast that she hadn't even noticed she'd pulled open the coat she was wearing. Her clothes were summer attire, thin and light. She had grabbed the sides of the garment with one hand, which should have covered her breasts, though not preventing a wardrobe malfunction, at least preventing a complete exposure of her figure.

But now she found that one side of the garment had slipped open, and she was only holding onto a corner, half of her body completely exposed, even her breasts, which she was so proud of, were exposed, the bright red nipples completely unobstructed in the other person's eyes. This exposure was utterly complete!

Shocked by this sudden situation, Weiwei's thoughts were in turmoil. Her body, which no one had ever seen before, had been seen by a man! She was completely speechless. Ye Yang, whether stunned or taking the opportunity to feast his eyes, also stood there silently.

After a while, Weiwei finally remembered to cover herself, hurriedly pulling up her clothes to cover herself, and yelled at Ye Yang, "Have you seen enough? Get out of here!" Her eyes reddened as she spoke. Ye Yang was startled and quickly walked to the door without saying a word.

As Ye Yang reached the door and was about to open it, he noticed Weiwei still standing there, so he said, "Could you... move aside?"

Weiwei quickly took a step to the side. With each step, her breasts trembled. She realized Ye Yang's gaze was fixed on her chest.

Weiwei was anxious, ashamed, and angry, and reached out to push Ye Yang out the door. But unexpectedly, as soon as she reached out, the clothes she was wearing completely fell down. At this point, she was completely naked except for a pair of pink and white panties.

Weiwei's face instantly turned as red as the morning sun; she had almost completely exposed herself in front of a man! This was something that had never happened since she started school! Her mind went blank; she had no idea what to do. She even forgot to pick up her fallen clothes.

Standing beside Weiwei, facing her, Ye Yang's breathing also became heavy. He was considerably taller than Weiwei, at least 1.78 meters, and without bending down, he could see Weiwei's breasts and the two red nipples on her snow-white skin from above.

Suddenly, Ye Yang reached out and picked Weiwei up, pressing her chest tightly against his body. He felt the warmth and pressure from her breasts, and the teasing sensation of her nipples against his pectoral muscles.

Weiwei had just showered, and the dust and sweat from the road were gone, replaced by a faint, sweet fragrance. It was said that this fragrance was the best aphrodisiac for men. Smelling this scent, and looking at the woman with large breasts, naked except for thin panties, what man could resist?

Moreover, because of the sudden incident, Weiwei had even forgotten to squat down and cover her chest with her hands; her hands remained in the position she had been holding for her clothes, half-hanging in front of her. The position looked exactly like an embrace.

It wasn't until Ye Yang lifted her up, his breasts pressing and deforming against her chest, that Weiwei slightly came to her senses and tried to push herself away. However, although Ye Yang's height was average, he was still a full head taller than her. Once he lifted her, Weiwei's feet couldn't touch the ground, offering no support.

Therefore, the force with which Weiwei pushed him away was so weak, negligible compared to Ye Yang's desire at that moment, and perhaps even amplifying his desire to conquer.

Weiwei frantically tried to push Ye Yang away, completely disregarding how much her haphazard movements aroused him. Ye Yang's gaze grew increasingly intense, his pupils dilated, and the strength and heat in his arms increased.

Suddenly, Ye Yang pulled Weiwei up a little higher, lowered his head, and kissed her. At first, he only kissed Weiwei's cheek, but as the distance between them closed, Ye Yang, already unable to control himself, searched Weiwei's face, slowly covering her lips with his own.

Weiwei panicked, her arms slightly pulling back, placing them against Ye Yang's chest as if to push him away, but she found his strong tongue trying to part her lips. Even more flustered, she opened her mouth to cry out, "No..."

But as soon as she opened her mouth, he took advantage of her opening and entered her mouth. She felt a soft yet strong tongue pry open her lips and teeth in an instant, slipping inside. The warm tongue, slightly moist with saliva, stirred around in her cherry-like mouth, as if searching for something.

Weiwei had never experienced anything like this before; Ye Yang immediately found her tongue, and their tongues instantly stuck together, swirling and intertwining. She felt as if she suddenly knew nothing, dazed and confused, letting Ye Yang manipulate her tongue as he pleased, sucking, licking, and stirring it.

Suddenly, a strong force came from her mouth, and Weiwei involuntarily had her tongue sucked out, thrusting into Ye Yang's mouth, where it was held by his teeth.

"Mmm…" Even if Weiwei wanted to say something, it was too late. Her delicate tongue was held in his mouth, her cherry lips tightly sealed by his. She could only let out muffled "hmm" and "hum," which seemed like a coy attempt to resist.

Taking advantage of Weiwei's inability to express herself and her confused state, Ye Yang released his grip on her and quickly used his other hand to remove his clothes, leaving his chest and Weiwei's breasts completely exposed.

Weiwei felt a sudden "boom" in her head, realizing her innocent breasts were pressed against the body of the man she shared blood with. An indescribable feeling washed over her, hazy yet with a hint of excitement, and she involuntarily closed her eyes.

But a sliver of consciousness remained.

Weiwei weakly patted Ye Yang's back with both hands, mumbling incoherently as if saying, "Let go..."

But Ye Yang's other hand wasn't idle. After taking off his own clothes, he slowly stroked down Weiwei's beautiful, slender shoulders, touching her collarbone, her arm, and then took her hand from behind his back, guiding it towards his lower body.

Ye Yang happened to be wearing shorts today, so he easily guided Weiwei's delicate white hand through his belt and into his underwear. By this time, his lower body was already engorged with blood, swollen to an unbearable degree.

Weiwei's little hand was held by Ye Yang. She didn't know what he was going to do, only that it seemed to be moving downwards, through one piece of clothing, then through another, even tighter one.

Suddenly, she touched some fine hairs, feeling puzzled and wondering what they were. Curious, she scratched at them with her little hand, like she would comb her hair. She vaguely thought, "Brother is so strange, why does he want me to touch his hair…?"

"But, how come hair grows down there?"

Before Weiwei could figure it out, she felt her little hand being pulled down a little further. Then she touched something she had never felt before, something she had never even imagined. She felt Ye Yang's hand pull her little hand down there, and a large, hot object appeared in her hand.

"What is this?" Weiwei wondered groggily. "What does Ye Yang want me to touch?" At first, Weiwei's palm rubbed against that thick, hot thing. She didn't know what it was, only that her wrist felt a little sore from Ye Yang's shorts. She frowned, about to speak, when Ye Yang considerately pulled down his sweatpants and underwear with one hand, revealing his penis without restraint.

Like Weiwei's breasts, Ye Yang's penis was arguably the most prized part of his body. Weiwei's hand touched it, unaware of the weapon in her hand, simply curiously touching and feeling it with her palm. Then

, Weiwei carefully grasped the object she had just touched. The moment she held it, she realized it was enormous; even with her palm fully open and then closed, she couldn't wrap it around her arm. A little curious, she squeezed her palm, trying to form a ring and fully grasp the strange thing in her hand.

But Weiwei didn't understand how this action was a provocation to Ye Yang. She only heard Ye Yang, who was holding her, let out a soft "hmm," and his grip tightened, his movements becoming rougher.

Just moments before, Ye Yang had one arm around her waist and the other stroking her back; now, he suddenly stopped stroking, and with one hand, he pulled down on her newly changed underwear, yanking it forcefully downwards.

There was a sharp "rip" sound. The underwear wasn't taken off, but it was torn apart. Ye Yang used one hand to tear it several times, ripping the perfectly good underwear into pieces, which he then threw aside.

Weiwei's hand was still wrapped around Ye Yang's penis, confused as to why her underwear had been torn.

A slight coolness from below made her involuntarily shudder, her fingers tightening their grip on his penis.

Ye Yang, seeing this, felt a strange pleasure in his lower body, but this grip wasn't very convenient. He released Weiwei's tongue, moved his lips to her ear, and whispered, "Gently, not like that, like this..." He then gently blew a breath into her ear.

Weiwei instantly trembled, her legs abandoning their resistance and instead clamping tightly around one of Ye Yang's legs.

As soon as Ye Yang finished speaking, he guided Weiwei's small hand, letting her relax a little. He guided her hand over the base of her penis, over the ridges, over the glans, and then back down a little to her testicles.

Weiwei felt Ye Yang's hand guiding hers, warm and masculine, as it moved past something thick, seemingly hard yet resilient, slowly upwards.

After touching about fifteen or sixteen centimeters, Weiwei felt a strange protrusion and a fine indentation. She didn't know what it was, so she touched it repeatedly, but still couldn't understand what it was.

Her eyes were closed, and Ye Yang was holding her tightly. Her breasts were pressed flat against his chest, so she couldn't look down to see what she was touching. After a few repetitions, she continued to move her hand upwards. At

this point, Weiwei realized that the object in her hand seemed to be almost at its end, but strangely, why was the end larger than the beginning? She was very curious, even forgetting that she was naked and embracing Ye Yang.

Under Weiwei's caresses—although Weiwei had never known how to caress or tease a man, ignorance was the best form of teasing—Ye Yang's breathing became increasingly heavy. His breath was right in Weiwei's ear, and she felt a surge of desire, her lower abdomen inexplicably contracting, and her heart pounding even harder.

Her small hand continued its caress, moving past the glans and down. Suddenly, Weiwei felt something soft. She gently grasped it and discovered two oval objects inside; she could even feel them moving slightly. This was beyond her comprehension. From childhood, she had never been taught why a man's body was completely different from hers.

At this moment, Ye Yang could no longer endure it. He let out a low growl, turned around, took a step forward, and pushed Weiwei down onto the bedroom bed.

Only then did Weiwei and Ye Yang finally separate, their chests pressed tightly together. Weiwei's breasts had become somewhat flattened from the pressure, but because they were naturally quite large, even after a long period of compression, and even while lying flat on her back, her breasts remained proudly erect, full and elastic.

They still bore traces of sweat and pressure marks. Looking upwards along the curved semicircle of her breasts, a small, bright red dot could be seen at the top.

Weiwei's areolas were particularly small, only slightly wider than her nipples, petite and delicate, just like her small body, making her appear pitiful. Her nipples, however, were just right, of moderate size, about the size of an index finger, standing erect and proud due to engorgement.

The sight of her fair breasts, with their delicate areolas and engorged, rosy nipples, erect from the recent arousal, was utterly irresistible to Ye Yang. He could no longer resist, bending down to take one of her nipples into his mouth and begin to suckle. His other hand was also busy, grasping her other breast and kneading it forcefully. His other hand was also working, slowly stroking down from her collarbone.

Ye Yang's hands seemed to possess a magical power. His hands, holding Weiwei's breasts, were kneading them wantonly. His four fingers gripped the snow-white flesh, pulling inwards with force, causing the breasts to sink deeply, while simultaneously twisting and turning them into various shapes. The remaining finger remained on Weiwei's nipple, gently rubbing, tapping, and even occasionally flicking it.

Each flick caused Weiwei's body to tremble slightly, and she would make a sound no one could understand. She had stopped pushing Ye Yang away and was now lying on her back on the bed, with only her legs bent over the edge. Her hands were clasped tightly around the sheets. With each tremor of her body, the sheets in her hands were gripped and released repeatedly… Ye Yang’s other hand began to caress Weiwei’s face, slowly stroking her earlobe, along her fair and smooth neck, gently touching her collarbone and shoulders, then down her breasts, across her curved waist, her firm and rounded buttocks, slowly approaching Weiwei’s abdomen.

Weiwei felt weak and limp all over, letting Ye Yang’s large hands roam and caress her body until her entire body was almost thoroughly touched, and she herself felt a surge of heat. If she could see herself at this moment, she would be utterly astonished: was that person lying on the bed, being caressed, her face flushed, her eyes glistening with tears, her body arched, occasionally letting out an uncontrollable moan with the movement of a large hand on her breasts, really herself?

At this moment, Ye Yang's hand had already caressed Weiwei's entire body, lingering on her abdomen, gently stroking it.

Weiwei only felt a warm, soft hand gently moving up and down and side to side on her lower abdomen, occasionally seemingly unintentionally lightly touching her pubic hair. She felt unbearably ashamed, yet powerless to resist, even harboring a faint, unknown desire, letting out soft moans and gasps.

Weiwei couldn't quite articulate what she longed for. She had never experienced anything like this before, and deep down she felt it was wrong—she shouldn't have exposed her innocent body to a man, shouldn't have allowed her most cherished and private breasts and delicate nipples to be played with and licked at will by another. She also felt she shouldn't let anyone touch her body, to have every detail of her exposed, even if that person was her family, a blood relative.

Yet, she also felt that this contact gave her experiences she had never felt before, a pleasure she had never known before, a sense of heightened arousal, a sense of disorientation, a hopeful anticipation of indulging in it.

Caught in this contradictory state of mind, Weiwei lay flat on the bed, letting Ye Yang caress and knead her body. Whether gentle or rough, the pressure was always perfectly within her tolerance, not unbearable, just overwhelmingly shameful.

Ye Yang's hand had already roamed over Weiwei's lower abdomen several times, moving upwards to her navel and downwards to her glossy pubic hair. The contact between these two areas made Weiwei feel even more conflicted, wanting to refuse yet reluctant to give up this seemingly heavenly pleasure, wanting Ye Yang to continue but unable to bring herself to say it.

Ye Yang's hand paused for a moment, and before Weiwei could react, she felt his hand stop roaming over her lower abdomen and move downwards, covering her pubic hair. Weiwei's body trembled instantly, unsure whether to refuse or let him continue. Just as he was wavering, Ye Yang's hand paused only briefly before continuing downwards, slipping between her legs to cover her most hidden place.

Ye Yang found Weiwei's pubic hair quite adorable; the sensation in his hand told him that it was thick but not messy, as if it had been regularly combed, with even lengths. The softness and slight itchiness of the hair brushing against his palm made his heart race for a moment.

But only for a moment; Ye Yang immediately moved his hand away and inserted it between Weiwei's legs. Upon touching it, he felt a wetness and immediately knew that Weiwei was also aroused. The hand that was on Vivi's breast grasped her arm, groping for her hand and guiding it towards his penis, just like before. At the same time, he leaned down and whispered to Vivi, "Vivi, look at me, don't close your eyes, I want you to look at me," while breathing into her ear.

Weiwei felt her heart pounding in her chest. In a daze, her hand stopped gripping the sheets and groped for something thick and long. Ye Yang felt it wasn't enough, so he grabbed Weiwei's other hand and held it, whispering in her ear, "Good sister, help me with this."

Opening her eyes, Weiwei finally saw Ye Yang's muscular body. She saw beads of sweat on his body, some still clinging to his skin, some already trickling down his skin, and some dripping onto her neck, chest, breasts, and lower abdomen… Normally, she would have felt disgusted and didn't want any sweat to drip on her. But at this moment, looking at Ye Yang's chest and abs, she couldn't muster any disgust. She even thought, "His sweat...smells pretty good?" Following Ye Yang's chest down, Weiwei suddenly became curious: "Brother, you...have hair down there too?"

"Hmm..." Ye Yang's penis was being gently played with in Weiwei's hand. He was almost speechless, only able to grit his teeth and slowly answer, "Yes, little sister, you have it too." "That's interesting, I've never seen anything like it before...ah..." Weiwei finally realized what the rod-like object she had just been holding and was now holding was. "What is this? Is this what you men's...genitals look like?"

"..." Ye Yang didn't know what to say. "Good sister, have you never had a sex education class?" Suddenly, he remembered that his sister had just graduated from high school. These days, who goes to a regular high school for anything other than exam preparation? So he explained to Weiwei, "This is called a penis..." "And what about this ball down there?"

Ye Yang was speechless. "These are testicles."

As he spoke, Ye Yang's hand was not idle at the entrance of Weiwei's vagina. He kept slowly rubbing and kneading it.

With the movement of the large hand covering the entrance of her vagina, Weiwei forgot to ask questions and forgot to speak. She just squeezed the penis in her hand, trembling constantly, and occasionally let out two moans.

"Good sister, please open your legs, okay?" Ye Yang saw that Weiwei's vaginal opening was already wet as a spring under his manipulative hands, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, saying this. Weiwei was already out of her mind, and upon hearing this

, she spread her legs apart. Fortunately, she still had a part of her consciousness and a part of shyness, and only parted her legs, which were originally pressed together, slightly, no longer as tightly closed as before. But this slight opening was enough. Ye Yang's hand took advantage of this small space and entered. His index and middle fingers accurately found Weiwei's vaginal opening, and after feeling around, he found the two delicate, oily labia, and then slowly felt along the labia, finding a small protrusion above, knowing that this was the clitoris.

So he gently pinched the small, fleshy clitoris with his index finger and thumb, then gently kneaded it

, slowly rotating it along the edge of the clitoris. Vivi trembled all over at this touch, her waist tensing. Her beautiful eyes widened, and her hand, which had been lightly holding the penis, involuntarily tightened, trembling wildly up and down. Unbeknownst to her, the penis in her hand had grown considerably larger under her manipulation. Originally only about 4 centimeters in thickness and 14 or 15 centimeters in length, it instantly became erect and significantly larger and longer. One hand could barely hold it; only two hands could barely contain it.

Weiwei felt Ye Yang wantonly playing with her lower body. Although she felt ashamed, thinking that a girl's private parts shouldn't be touched and played with by a man at will, she couldn't muster the strength to resist. Her body felt weak and limp, and she felt a sense of soaring pleasure.

After playing with her for a while, Weiwei's lower body was already soaked. The vaginal fluid flowing out had soaked a large area of the bed sheet, and even her originally fine and neat pubic hair was wet. Under Ye Yang's demonic hands teasing and ravaging, it was stuck together in a messy clump.

Seeing this, Ye Yang knew that the beauty beneath him had not only been aroused but also had her body throbbing with desire. Knowing the moment was almost there, he withdrew his hands and gently parted Weiwei's legs, simultaneously removing her hands from his erect, glaring penis and placing them behind his back. Then he pressed his knees together, squeezing them between Weiwei's slightly parted legs.

Weiwei simply let Ye Yang do as he pleased, completely forgetting any thought of resistance. She vaguely felt her legs being spread open, her arms being raised and placed on a strong, muscular back, which then embraced her and pulled her towards his chest.

Ye Yang noticed Weiwei pulling him towards her chest, and unable to resist her initiative, his blood boiled, and he pressed himself against her breasts. He arched his back, slowly licking her cleavage with his mouth, then savoring her beautiful, soft breasts with his tongue. Starting from the outermost edge, he licked in circles upwards, gradually approaching the most beautiful tip, before suddenly taking it into his mouth.

Weiwei trembled all over, feeling her nipple being held in Ye Yang's mouth, swaying from side to side under the teasing of his tongue, occasionally being scraped by the raised taste buds on his tongue. Each scrape sent shivers through her body, an indescribable pleasure, making her want to clench her lower body.

Slowly, Ye Yang's lips licked Weiwei's breasts, her nipples, and then her neck, before swiftly sealing her cherry lips with his own.

Weiwei was no longer as naive as before, and responded with an equally clumsy but passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined, saliva mingling, in a somewhat frenzied display.

Ye Yang's hands, taking advantage of the kiss, secretly slipped around Weiwei's back, reaching behind her shoulders to hook around her collarbone, firmly holding their bodies together, before slowly pressing his lower body against Weiwei's.

When their lower bodies touched, Weiwei shuddered. Although she had lost most of her cognitive abilities, she knew what she was touching: Ye Yang's large penis. However, she didn't know what Ye Yang intended to do by pressing his penis against her lower body, so she didn't resist and let him do as he pleased, still clinging tightly to him.

Without resistance, Ye Yang slowly moved his penis, searching for the best angle and entry point. At this moment, Weiwei felt the penis wriggling and moving around inside her, and she couldn't help but ask curiously,

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

Ye Yang smiled and said, "Yes, I'm looking for the entrance to your vagina." "Can you find it?"

"Why don't you help me, little sister?" Actually, Ye Yang had already found Weiwei's vaginal opening, but he hoped that Weiwei would help him insert his penis into his sister's vagina.

Weiwei was unaware of what was going on, so she actually reached out and grasped the huge penis, moving it to her vaginal opening. She felt that her labia seemed to open and close with her breath, as if licking the penis, or as if hoping that the penis would be inserted as soon as possible. She felt strange, but didn't think too much about it. After aiming, she said, "Brother, it's aligned,"

and then asked doubtfully, "Brother, you're not trying to insert it into my vagina, are you?" Ye Yang smiled and said, "Yes, brother can't hold back any longer." "But brother's penis is so big, can it fit? I've touched it with my fingers before, it's very thin here." Ye Yang chuckled. Although he wanted to give Weiwei more explanation, he was already unable to control himself, so he simply replied, "We'll find out if we try."

"Okay... okay..." Weiwei hesitated a little, "Then what are we doing?" The innocent girl...

"Hmm... because I love you, what we're doing is called 'making love.'" Ye Yang said, slowly squeezing his penis along the path he had just aligned into Weiwei's vaginal opening.

Upon hearing the word, Weiwei finally remembered something: "Putting your penis into my vagina is sex?" She finally panicked a little. "My classmate said that having sex can lead to pregnancy! And I don't want to have sex so early." Although Weiwei, like many women, had fantasized about becoming a wife and mother, she didn't know that this process was an inevitable path to becoming a wife and mother.

But it was too late. Weiwei felt her lower body being pried open by a huge, burning hot penis, which was pushing inside. She cried out, "I don't want to have sex! I don't want to get pregnant..."

Ye Yang wasn't about to stop. He saw that Weiwei's resistance wasn't very intense, and knew she was still struggling with her inner conflict:

on one side was her own will, and on the other was her physical desire. His lust was fueled: "You can have sex without getting pregnant, and you'll even like it after you do it." As he spoke, Ye Yang's penis parted Weiwei's vulva, and he inserted the entire glans, the size of a ping-pong ball, into her vaginal opening. At the same time, he felt a lot of resistance inside and was secretly surprised: This girl is already so wet, yet it's still so hard to penetrate her. Could she be a rare gem? I can't let someone else have her!

Poor Weiwei, her lower body was completely blocked by the glans, feeling a tingling sensation mixed with a bit of pain. She thought about resisting but also felt a sense of pleasure and acceptance. Was this a contradiction? Not strong enough to push the person off her, she could only choke out,

"You're my brother, I can't marry you, please let me go." "Then, sister, marry me," Ye Yang said casually. Weiwei was stunned, momentarily speechless.

In that brief moment of surprise, his penis penetrated another inch, the entire glans disappearing into Weiwei's vagina. Ye Yang felt something pressing against his hymen; he knew it was Weiwei's hymen.

Ye Yang didn't rush to break Weiwei's hymen, but instead kept his penis against the barrier, slowly withdrawing and slowly inserting, the glans constantly scraping against Weiwei's labia and vagina.

The inexperienced Vivi couldn't withstand such provocation and was immediately speechless, only able to resist intermittently. She felt a huge penis being inserted into her lower body, its temperature seemingly exceeding their body temperature, burning hot.

Ye Yang gently pushed, applying a little pressure to her hymen. A scream came from beneath him, "Ah, it hurts...it hurts..." Weiwei, bewildered, asked in a tearful voice, "Brother...did you...did you break my vagina...? Ah! It hurts so much!"

Ye Yang replied, "No, it's just that my penis touched your hymen!" Although Weiwei didn't understand much about matters between men and women, she knew a little about the hymen and quickly refused, "Don't break it, I'm scared."

"Scared of what?" Ye Yang teased deliberately, still suppressing his urge to thrust all the way in, gently thrusting in and out a couple of times.

He was the type to savor good things slowly, which was why he had been able to hold back until now.

"Scared...ah..." Ye Yang thrust in and out again, this time deeper than before, his penis could feel the hymen being pushed out of shape. Vivi sobbed, "I don't want to get pregnant, I don't want my hymen to be broken... ah..."

"You won't get pregnant," Ye Yang whispered, licking Vivi's earlobe. "But what about your last request... I didn't hear you clearly."

"Don't break my hymen!" Vivi screamed.

"Whose hymen?" Ye Yang thrust again, this time deeper. With Vivi's vaginal fluids lubricating them, both of their lower bodies had to be slippery, requiring immense restraint to suppress the desire at the deepest point.

"Mine..." Vivi was also losing control; her body betrayed her. But the pain of her hymen being pressed kept a sliver of clarity in her mind.

"Where is your hymen?"

"Mine... there.

" "There?" A wicked teasing.

"..." Unable to bear Ye Yang's penetrating deeper and deeper with each thrust, Weiwei finally spoke, "My hymen." She felt ashamed as she said it, yet the pleasure within her seemed to intensify.

Ye Yang felt Weiwei's lower body become even wetter, and his excitement grew. He continued to ask, "Who broke your hymen?" He continued to tease her, not forgetting to thrust his penis in and out of Weiwei's vagina several times, each time deeper than the last.

Frightened, Weiwei finally couldn't hold back and cried out softly, "Brother... ah... don't break my hymen!"

But Ye Yang asked again, "My hand is behind your back, what will you use to break it?" "Ah... use... that... what?" Weiwei finally remembered, "Don't use your penis... ah... break my... ah... hymen!" Under Ye Yang's repeated thrusts, she could no longer speak coherently.

But Ye Yang wasn't satisfied and asked, "Then, what did you say in the whole sentence?" Weiwei could feel that the huge penis was penetrating deeper and deeper into her vagina with each thrust, and each thrust would hit her hymen and force it to indent a distance. Each indentation brought a bit of pain, and the pain became more and more intense. Knowing that if she didn't say something coherent, her virginity would really be broken here, she finally put aside all verbal resistance and whispered, "Don't use that big penis of yours to break my hymen!" "..." Ye Yang was a little surprised that she still had the energy to say a complete sentence? However, he had a backup plan, so he said, "I heard the first half clearly, but I didn't hear the second half clearly, so I'll say it again... Don't use my big penis, and then what?" With these words, he increased the frequency and force of his thrusts, and each time he went deeper.

"Ah..." With his thrusts, Weiwei felt numb all over, and her hands and feet were completely powerless. What's even more infuriating is that her enormous breasts were constantly rubbed against Ye Yang's bent chest, her already erect nipples scraping and squeezing against his chest. She was increasingly unable to control her body, feeling her lower body involuntarily convulse and contract, each contraction accompanied by waves of pleasure, like tides washing over her, making her lose her senses. And along with the tingling, numb sensation, more fluid flowed from her vagina, lubricating their joined bodies.

And feeling Ye Yang penetrate deeper and deeper, Weiwei felt her hymen being squeezed to its limit. Each thrust penetrated as deeply as possible, the glans pressing against the opening of the hymen, then forcefully pushing in until she felt the pain of her hymen about to rupture. Only then did that wretched penis seem unsatisfied, slowly and reluctantly withdrawing from her vagina. Although it hurt, she felt an unprecedented pleasure. Weiwei didn't know why, and could only feel incredibly ashamed.

"Make sure you say the second half of your sentence clearly," Ye Yang said wickedly, looking at Weiwei's already dazed eyes. "Don't use my big penis, and then what?"

If a third party could see what the two were doing, they would know that Weiwei's vagina was already deeply penetrated by a penis. However, because of the toughness of her hymen and the precise control of the inserter's force, it was not yet broken. Only the labia of her vagina were wide open, and a penis covered in wet, purplish-red fluid was thrusting in and out of her vagina. Each thrust penetrated about halfway, and when it entered, the labia instantly parted to the sides, and the vaginal opening visibly bulged. As it was withdrawn, the flesh-colored, slightly purplish penis was seen being pulled wetly from the vagina, accompanied by a little clear vaginal fluid, which gradually dripped down the shaft.

Despite her shame, Weiwei knew that if Ye Yang didn't stop thrusting inside her, her hymen would definitely be broken. So, she forced herself to concentrate, resisting the waves of pain and pleasure, and quickly answered Ye Yang's request: "Break my... ah... vagina... hymen!"

"No, it's not continuous, say it again." With that, Ye Yang's penis was already deeply inserted into Weiwei's vagina. Nearly seventeen centimeters long and five centimeters thick, almost half of his penis was already inside Weiwei's vagina, deeply stretching her hymen. Ye Yang felt that if he went in just a little more, he would take the virginity of the beauty beneath him. But he remained hesitant, maintaining this stalemate, continuing to demand Weiwei's answer: "Don't use my penis, and then what?"

Weiwei finally couldn't control herself anymore. The fear of losing her virginity made her lose her mind, and she shouted loudly and quickly: "Break my hymen!"

Hearing this, Ye Yang said to Weiwei, "Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Weiwei relaxed. With a sigh, she felt the pressure on her hymen gradually disappear, and the fullness that had filled her vagina gradually weakened. Knowing the penis was slowly withdrawing, she finally relaxed completely. But then she felt a sudden emptiness, a pang of reluctance, and subconsciously tightened her legs slightly, as if trying to keep the large penis inside her.

But at that moment, Weiwei suddenly felt something was amiss. It seemed that what she had just said was somewhat ambiguous?

Before she could even think about it—and Ye Yang wouldn't give her time—she heard the man on top of her say, "Okay, I'll satisfy you."

In an instant, Ye Yang stopped withdrawing and instead, with a speed that wasn't fast enough for Weiwei to react, thrust into her vagina, reaching her hymen in the blink of an eye. Weiwei's eyes widened in terror. Just as she was about to scream, Ye Yang pressed her against his chest, maintaining pressure on her breasts, and kissed her lips, rendering her speechless, only able to whimper in fear.

Weiwei realized that Ye Yang had misled her, and now she was about to lose her virginity. But it was too late; she couldn't speak, and she had no strength to resist, so she could only silently endure it.

Vivi felt the enormous penis pressing against her hymen, pausing briefly before firmly penetrating deep into her vagina. Her hymen tried desperately to resist the penetration, but to no avail. It was stretched and stretched, retreating step by step, until it reached the very depths of her vagina. At this point, the penis was more than halfway in, deeper than before. Her hymen was stretched to its limit, on the verge of rupture.

Feeling the fullness and pleasure in her lower body, and the impending tearing pain inside her vagina, Vivi was completely powerless to resist. She only felt the thick penis thrust deeper and deeper, then stop, and at the same time, she felt her hymen reach its limit.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Yang thrust his lower body forward. Weiwei suddenly felt that enormous weapon break through the barrier of her vagina, penetrating deeply and plunging into the deepest part of her body, causing tears to stream down her face. Compared to the psychological blow of losing her virginity, the pain in her vagina was not so noticeable.

Only then did Ye Yang release Weiwei's lips and begin to gently kiss her cherry lips, kissing away her falling tears. He whispered, "Weiwei, does it hurt?"

"Mmm..." Knowing she had lost her virginity, Weiwei didn't make a fuss, but couldn't hold back her tears, asking, "Is this what sex is? I'm not a virgin anymore?"

Ye Yang replied, "Yes, I got your body, you gave me your best virginity, but this doesn't count as sex."

"It doesn't count as sex? Your thing is all the way inside, it hurts so much..." "It won't hurt in a while, I'll show you what real sex is." Ye Yang said, slowly pulling his penis to the exit, standing up and looking down, he saw traces of blood on his penis, and blood dripping from the vaginal opening along with vaginal fluid. He couldn't help but get excited again, saying, "Good sister, I'll show you what love is." After saying that, he started thrusting again. Ye Yang, having endured so much, could no longer hold back. Ignoring Weiwei's recent pain from losing her virginity, he thrust deep into her vagina. Weiwei felt excruciating pain, but thankfully, the pain was mixed with intense pleasure. It felt as if the ridges of his glans were scraping against the depths of her vagina, causing a sensation that was both painful and itchy, yet also pleasurable

. She couldn't help but groan and cling tightly to Ye Yang. Ye Yang continued thrusting in and out of Weiwei's newly deflowered vagina, finding it incredibly tight. Each thrust required considerable effort to fully penetrate, and withdrawal was strangely difficult, as if a tiny mouth was preventing his penis from leaving. He immediately felt a surge of pleasure throughout his body, despite the considerable effort he had exerted. Under his vigorous thrusting and pounding, Weiwei gradually felt less pain and simply relaxed, letting him do as he pleased.

The two of them moved up and down, Ye Yang repeatedly thrusting hundreds of times until her vagina was completely open, inside and out. Several times he even penetrated too deeply, almost pushing the head of his penis to Weiwei's cervix, causing Weiwei to scratch his back in protest, "Brother, be gentle, it hurts..." Ye Yang had to slow down, making Weiwei even happier, and she would occasionally let out a soft "hmm" or "uh."

Although Ye Yang felt that Weiwei's moans were a bit too delicate and unsatisfying, he knew she had just lost her virginity, and at home no less. Besides, Weiwei was a virgin who had never experienced sex before, so it was quite an achievement for her to even let out a few soft moans. He casually remarked, "This is what sex should be like, little sister, is it comfortable?" "Mmm, comfortable, but it still hurts a little..." Just then, Weiwei suddenly remembered something, "We're having sex, don't let me get pregnant!"

"Mmm..." Ye Yang was in the throes of pleasure, thrusting vigorously, and didn't answer.

Weiwei became a little anxious and hurriedly said, "Don't ejaculate inside! My classmate said that ejaculating inside will make you pregnant!"

Ye Yang was enjoying his thrusting and thought, wouldn't it be a bit of a regret if he didn't ejaculate inside? Such a beautiful girl deserves some kind of memento. He said, "Okay, but what do you mean by 'inside'?"

"Of course, it means don't ejaculate inside my vagina!" Weiwei glared at him, annoyed, and said, "Promise me!"

Ye Yang chuckled inwardly, "Okay, I promise I won't ejaculate inside your vagina." Having learned her lesson earlier, Weiwei thought about this several times and, finding no problem with it, truly relaxed, letting Ye Yang do whatever he wanted to her.

Ye Yang's penis repeatedly pulled out and inserted into Weiwei's vagina, each time quickly bringing up some vaginal fluid, stretching open her wet labia. As their bodies joined, copious amounts of vaginal fluid dripped continuously from their point of contact with each thrust, interspersed with streaks of blood. Some of it clung to his penis, others to her vaginal opening, staining Weiwei's once adorable pink labia a deeper red.

Weiwei gradually became dazed, involuntarily uttering incoherent cries of "Brother loves me," "Ah…," "So good," and "Harder," to which Ye Yang responded with equally vigorous movements.

They continued thrusting like this for about half an hour, Weiwei clinging tightly to Ye Yang the entire time. Suddenly, for no apparent reason, her whole body convulsed and trembled. She hugged Ye Yang even tighter, crying out, "Ah..." "Ah, what a strange feeling..."

Ye Yang knew this was an orgasm. He had been restraining himself from reaching his climax, but seeing Weiwei like this, he immediately thrust his hips forward, forcefully pumping and pounding into her vagina, each time penetrating all the way to her cervix. He felt as if there was a small mouth deep inside her vagina, kissing his penis with each deep thrust. And when he pulled out, that small mouth sucked hard on his glans, unwilling to let go.

Even after less than five minutes of forceful thrusting, Ye Yang felt his body tense, knowing he was about to ejaculate. Weiwei felt the penis inside her grow even larger, stretching her vagina with increasing pain and pleasure. Knowing Ye Yang was about to ejaculate, she quickly said, "Brother, you promised you wouldn't ejaculate inside me!" Ye Yang readily agreed, "Okay." His lower body continued to thrust, his glans repeatedly plunging into Weiwei's cervix. With Ye Yang's promise, Weiwei felt reassured and let him do as he pleased.

With Ye Yang's most powerful thrust, his penis penetrated deeper than ever before into Weiwei's vagina, the glans seemingly passing through her cervix, embedding itself precisely in the ridge. Both trembled simultaneously, embracing tightly. Weiwei sensed something was wrong and was about to speak when she felt a swelling sensation in her vagina—the trembling of his penis—Ye Yang had ejaculated.

Ye Yang felt his semen gushing out in spurts and couldn't help but hold Weiwei tightly, pressing his chest completely against her breasts, pressing down hard, even causing her pink nipples to cave in. His testicles contracted in waves, ejaculating large amounts of semen into Weiwei's uterus through the tightly joined passage between their lower bodies.

Weiwei felt many streams of scalding liquid spraying into her body; she clearly understood what was happening. She was extremely anxious but speechless due to the climax, only able to breathe heavily with a flushed face. Only after Ye Yang ejaculated all his semen into her uterus did the two of them catch their breath and finally have the strength to ask, "You promised me you wouldn't ejaculate inside my vagina, why didn't you keep your promise?" Ye Yang said, "No, I promised you I wouldn't ejaculate inside your vagina, and I did. I just ejaculated inside your uterus!"

Weiwei thought about it and realized that she had indeed fallen for his trick again. Speechless, she could only weakly push Ye Yang away, sit up, and begin to examine her lower body. She found that her labia, which she had always carefully protected, were now extremely swollen and red from the penetration. The vaginal opening was no longer a thin line as before, but had become a circle and could not close for a while. Blood was dripping from the vaginal opening, and drops of clear liquid were constantly flowing out. Weiwei knew that was her own vaginal fluid. Besides the vaginal fluid, traces of blood slowly seeped from her vaginal opening with each breath. Looking up, she saw traces of blood on Ye Yang's penis beside her, and she felt both ashamed and angry.

Just as she was about to say something, she noticed a lot of white liquid flowing from her vagina. Before she could understand, she heard Ye Yang say, "This is male semen. Only when it's ejaculated inside a girl's vagina does it count as successful sex."

Hearing this, Weiwei finally tensed up. She realized that a large amount of white semen was continuously flowing from her vagina, and as her body recovered, her vaginal opening gradually closed. It seemed that the remaining semen was about to be expelled... With the semen still inside her, she quickly said, "You big bad brother, what are you standing there for? Quickly think of a way to prevent me from getting pregnant!"

Ye Yang then asked, "When did your last period come?" "What does that matter?" Weiwei thought for a moment and said, "The end of last month, I think." "Then it doesn't matter," Ye Yang looked down and calculated, telling Weiwei, "You won't get pregnant if you have sex now, it's a safe period."

So, Weiwei felt relieved. The two of them had been making love for over an hour, and now they quickly put their clothes back on, afraid that their parents would be back soon.

During every university break afterward, Ye Yang would find some excuse to go to Weiwei's house, or invite Weiwei over, and the two of them would have sex together, and every time he would ejaculate inside Weiwei. Ye Yang managed her time very well and never got pregnant.

[The End]

It's been almost two months since the college entrance exams ended, and the crowds in front of Haicheng High School's honor roll have gradually thinned out after almost a week. With the college entrance exams over, the admission results are basically clear; those who were supposed to go will go, some happy, some sad.

It must be said that Haicheng High School is a very good school. Although its college entrance rate may not be among the top in the province, its beautiful environment is enough, isn't it? For example, the red brick and green tile campus, the lush tree-lined paths—and of course, the students themselves are the true protagonists, vibrant and sunny.

Weiwei was one of these students. While her looks weren't top-tier—though she was pretty and had a near-perfect figure, especially her breasts, which were a real asset—her height was a major drawback.

Weiwei was a student in Class 3 of Senior Three, or perhaps more accurately, a former student of Class 3 of Senior Three. Before going to university, she preferred to feel younger… university students were never as young as high school students. She came today to pick up her university acceptance letter. Generally, the earlier the letter arrives, the better the admission result; those arriving in August are mostly from less prestigious schools.

Unpacking the email and looking at the admission notice from Zhanhe College inside, Weiwei felt a little disappointed. Although she had already known the news by phone, receiving the notice still brought a slight sense of disappointment.

She sighed, "Oh well, it's still an undergraduate degree, I guess I'll have to make do." Weiwei's pretty eyebrows twitched slightly as she stuffed the notice into her bag and rode her bicycle home.

Although it was already the height of July and the beginning of autumn was approaching, the late summer heat still lingered. She arrived home drenched in sweat, her medium-length hair plastered to her forehead, making her feel quite suffocated. She considered whether she should take a shower.

Taking a shower wasn't very convenient because there were other people at home. Her uncle's family had also come to visit; his son had received his university acceptance letter a month earlier than Weiwei's—to a prestigious 211 university, much better than her third-rate one. Weiwei felt their visit today carried a hint of showing off, even provocation.

But after sitting for a while, Weiwei felt herself sweating more and more. It wasn't just her face that was damp; now her back, lower abdomen, and legs were constantly dripping with sweat. Her clothes were becoming increasingly soaked, and since it was late summer and she wasn't wearing many layers, they were gradually becoming transparent, making Weiwei feel somewhat embarrassed.

Just then, her uncle and his family said they had to go out for a bit, and thankfully, no one was home. "I'll take a shower then," Weiwei decided. She went to her bedroom, found some clothes, tested the water temperature in the bathroom, closed the door, and prepared to take a shower.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Weiwei was quite satisfied with her figure. She had beautiful skin, a slightly oval face with red lips and white teeth. Her eyes were bright and clear, like autumn water, and her eyebrows were like crescent moons. "I wonder what kind of boyfriend I'll have in college?" Weiwei sighed involuntarily. "I wonder what kind of husband I'll have..."

She unbuttoned her shirt, parting the collar slightly to reveal her fair skin with a hint of pink. Weiwei looked at herself in the mirror, feeling quite pleased with herself. Although she didn't possess the legendary skin like porcelain, during swimming class, she had secretly compared her body to that of other girls, and none of them were as alluring as her.

Vivi pulled her clothes apart, revealing her entire upper body in the mirror. The woman reflected in the mirror had sharp shoulders, arms like lotus roots, slender fingers, and a waist so small it could be encircled by a single hand. Her bra was still on, but it already seemed unable to contain her fullness, bulging roundly.

"What a pity..." Vivi sighed softly, "If only I were a little taller." At only 1.5 meters tall, this was indeed Vivi's only flaw in appearance. But this was practically impossible now. After all, graduating high school at eighteen might lead to further development, but height was mostly set.

After admiring herself in the mirror for a moment, Vivi removed her skirt, leaving only her bra and panties. The bra was pink, an 85D, but it still didn't fully contain her breasts, revealing half of her snow-white mounds. If she bent over even slightly, a tiny red dot could be seen on her nipples, like a red cherry on ice cream, or the first rays of sunlight on snow.

Just as Vivi was admiring her half-naked body in the mirror, the door lock clicked, followed by the sound of someone pushing the door open. Vivi was startled, knowing someone had returned, but unsure if it was her uncle or a family member. So she quickly sped up her shower, reaching behind her back to remove her bra and then bending down to take off her white panties.

As soon as the bra was off, her full, round breasts bounced out, trembling slightly, the red nipples rising and falling alluringly. Bending down to remove her panties further accentuated the size of her breasts, but at that moment, Weiwei had no time for admiration or self-admiration; she simply felt a little shy and wanted to finish her shower as soon as possible.

Weiwei turned on the shower, quickly rinsed herself off, and then hurriedly dried herself, preparing to get dressed. But then she realized she'd made a mistake in her haste—she'd forgotten to bring her bra. She tried to put on the bra she'd just taken off, only to find it was soaking wet from the shower and completely unwearable.

"What should I do…" Weiwei felt a little panicked. Just then, she heard the door open and close with a "click."

"Thank goodness, they're leaving just in time." Hearing the person finally leave, Weiwei hurriedly pulled on her underwear, then her skirt and clothes, not even bothering to button them up. Clutching her change of clothes in one hand and pulling her shirt to cover her upper body with the other, she quickly opened the bathroom door, peeking out with one eye to make sure no one was outside. She then rushed barefoot out and ran to her room.

The small living room flashed by. Weiwei quickly opened her bedroom door and hid inside, then closed and locked the door behind her, feeling much calmer. Her heartbeat stabilized, and she felt incredibly embarrassed—how shameful she'd walked into the living room without a bra! If someone saw her… The thought made her blush, even more flushed than before her bath, a truly radiant complexion, unique and beautiful.

Catching her breath, Weiwei turned back, intending to toss her clothes aside and wash them later. But as she turned, she was horrified to discover she wasn't alone in her room, and nearly screamed.

Looking closer, she saw it was her uncle's son, the guy named Ye Yang who had taken the college entrance exam the same year as her. He seemed startled too, but not as terrified as she was.

Weiwei was both embarrassed and angry. She asked, "Brother, what are you doing in my room!" Ye Yang replied, "Didn't you say you'd show me the photos first when I got back from my trip?" Weiwei remembered that this guy had indeed gone on a trip right after finishing his college entrance exams, and then filled out his college application online while traveling. He was living a carefree and relaxed life! But... no matter what, this situation didn't seem right, did it?

"Get out of here..." Seeing Ye Yang's slightly red eyes, Weiwei knew that he had guessed what had happened, and she became even more embarrassed, lowering her head and not daring to look into his eyes.

But it would have been better if she hadn't lowered her head. As soon as she did, Weiwei was extremely embarrassed, realizing that she had run so fast that she hadn't even noticed that she had pulled open the coat she was wearing on top. Her clothes were summer attire, thin and light. She had grabbed the sides of the garment with one hand, which should have covered her breasts, though not preventing a wardrobe malfunction, at least preventing a complete exposure of her figure.

But now she found that one side of the garment had slipped open, and she was only holding onto a corner, half of her body completely exposed, even her breasts, which she was so proud of, were exposed, the bright red nipples completely unobstructed in the other person's eyes. This exposure was utterly complete!

Shocked by this sudden situation, Weiwei's thoughts were in turmoil. Her body, which no one had ever seen before, had been seen by a man! She was completely speechless. Ye Yang, whether stunned or taking the opportunity to feast his eyes, also stood there silently.

After a while, Weiwei finally remembered to cover herself, hurriedly pulling up her clothes to cover herself, and yelled at Ye Yang, "Have you seen enough? Get out of here!" Her eyes reddened as she spoke. Ye Yang was startled and quickly walked to the door without saying a word.

As Ye Yang reached the door and was about to open it, he noticed Weiwei still standing there, so he said, "Could you... move aside?"

Weiwei quickly took a step to the side. With each step, her breasts trembled. She realized Ye Yang's gaze was fixed on her chest.

Weiwei was anxious, ashamed, and angry, and reached out to push Ye Yang out the door. But unexpectedly, as soon as she reached out, the clothes she was wearing completely fell down. At this point, she was completely naked except for a pair of pink and white panties.

Weiwei's face instantly turned as red as the morning sun; she had almost completely exposed herself in front of a man! This was something that had never happened since she started school! Her mind went blank; she had no idea what to do. She even forgot to pick up her fallen clothes.

Standing beside Weiwei, facing her, Ye Yang's breathing also became heavy. He was considerably taller than Weiwei, at least 1.78 meters, and without bending down, he could see Weiwei's breasts and the two red nipples on her snow-white skin from above.

Suddenly, Ye Yang reached out and picked Weiwei up, pressing her chest tightly against his body. He felt the warmth and pressure from her breasts, and the teasing sensation of her nipples against his pectoral muscles.

Weiwei had just showered, and the dust and sweat from the road were gone, replaced by a faint, sweet fragrance. It was said that this fragrance was the best aphrodisiac for men. Smelling this scent, and looking at the woman with large breasts, naked except for thin panties, what man could resist?

Moreover, because of the sudden incident, Weiwei had even forgotten to squat down and cover her chest with her hands; her hands remained in the position she had been holding for her clothes, half-hanging in front of her. The position looked exactly like an embrace.

It wasn't until Ye Yang lifted her up, his breasts pressing and deforming against her chest, that Weiwei slightly came to her senses and tried to push herself away. However, although Ye Yang's height was average, he was still a full head taller than her. Once he lifted her, Weiwei's feet couldn't touch the ground, offering no support.

Therefore, the force with which Weiwei pushed him away was so weak, negligible compared to Ye Yang's desire at that moment, and perhaps even amplifying his desire to conquer.

Weiwei frantically tried to push Ye Yang away, completely disregarding how much her haphazard movements aroused him. Ye Yang's gaze grew increasingly intense, his pupils dilated, and the strength and heat in his arms increased.

Suddenly, Ye Yang pulled Weiwei up a little higher, lowered his head, and kissed her. At first, he only kissed Weiwei's cheek, but as the distance between them closed, Ye Yang, already unable to control himself, searched Weiwei's face, slowly covering her lips with his own.

Weiwei panicked, her arms slightly pulling back, placing them against Ye Yang's chest as if to push him away, but she found his strong tongue trying to part her lips. Even more flustered, she opened her mouth to cry out, "No..."

But as soon as she opened her mouth, he took advantage of her opening and entered her mouth. She felt a soft yet strong tongue pry open her lips and teeth in an instant, slipping inside. The warm tongue, slightly moist with saliva, stirred around in her cherry-like mouth, as if searching for something.

Weiwei had never experienced anything like this before; Ye Yang immediately found her tongue, and their tongues instantly stuck together, swirling and intertwining. She felt as if she suddenly knew nothing, dazed and confused, letting Ye Yang manipulate her tongue as he pleased, sucking, licking, and stirring it.

Suddenly, a strong force came from her mouth, and Weiwei involuntarily had her tongue sucked out, thrusting into Ye Yang's mouth, where it was held by his teeth.

"Mmm…" Even if Weiwei wanted to say something, it was too late. Her delicate tongue was held in his mouth, her cherry lips tightly sealed by his. She could only let out muffled "hmm" and "hum," which seemed like a coy attempt to resist.

Taking advantage of Weiwei's inability to express herself and her confused state, Ye Yang released his grip on her and quickly used his other hand to remove his clothes, leaving his chest and Weiwei's breasts completely exposed.

Weiwei felt a sudden "boom" in her head, realizing her innocent breasts were pressed against the body of the man she shared blood with. An indescribable feeling washed over her, hazy yet filled with excitement, and she involuntarily closed her eyes.

But there's still a tiny bit of clarity left.

Weiwei weakly patted Ye Yang's back with both hands, mumbling incoherently as if saying, "Let go..."

But Ye Yang's other hand wasn't idle. After taking off his own clothes, he slowly stroked down Weiwei's beautiful, slender shoulders, touching her collarbone, her arm, and then took her hand from behind his back, guiding it towards his lower body.

Ye Yang happened to be wearing shorts today, so he easily guided Weiwei's delicate white hand through his belt and into his underwear. By this time, his lower body was already engorged with blood, swollen to an unbearable degree.

Weiwei's little hand was held by Ye Yang. She didn't know what he was going to do, only that it seemed to be moving downwards, through one piece of clothing, then through another, even tighter one.

Suddenly, she touched some fine hairs, feeling puzzled and wondering what they were. Curious, she scratched at them with her little hand, like she would comb her hair. She vaguely thought, "Brother is so strange, why does he want me to touch his hair…?"

"But, how come hair grows down there?"

Before Weiwei could figure it out, she felt her little hand being pulled down a little further. Then she touched something she had never felt before, something she had never even imagined. She felt Ye Yang's hand pull her little hand down there, and a large, hot object appeared in her hand.

"What is this?" Weiwei wondered groggily. "What does Ye Yang want me to touch?" At first, Weiwei's palm rubbed against that thick, hot thing. She didn't know what it was, only that her wrist felt a little sore from Ye Yang's shorts. She frowned, about to speak, when Ye Yang considerately pulled down his sweatpants and underwear with one hand, revealing his penis without restraint.

Like Weiwei's breasts, Ye Yang's penis was arguably the most prized part of his body. Weiwei's hand touched it, unaware of the weapon in her hand, simply curiously touching and feeling it with her palm. Then

, Weiwei carefully grasped the object she had just touched. The moment she held it, she realized it was enormous; even with her palm fully open and then closed, she couldn't wrap it around her arm. A little curious, she squeezed her palm, trying to form a ring and fully grasp the strange thing in her hand.

But Weiwei didn't understand how this action was a provocation to Ye Yang. She only heard Ye Yang, who was holding her, let out a soft "hmm," and his grip tightened, his movements becoming rougher.

Just moments before, Ye Yang had one arm around her waist and the other stroking her back; now, he suddenly stopped stroking, and with one hand, he pulled down on her newly changed underwear, yanking it forcefully downwards.

A sharp "rip" was heard. The underwear wasn't actually pulled down; it was torn open. Ye Yang used one hand to tear it several times, ripping the perfectly good underwear into pieces, which he then tossed aside.

Weiwei's hand was still on Ye Yang's penis, confused as to why her underwear had been torn.

However, a slight coolness from her lower body made her involuntarily shudder, her fingers tightening as she gripped his penis even more tightly.

Seeing this, Ye Yang, although feeling a strange pleasure in his lower body, found the grip somewhat inconvenient. He released Weiwei's delicate tongue, moved his lips to her ear, and whispered, "Gently, not like that, like this..." He then gently blew a breath into her ear.

Weiwei instantly trembled, her legs no longer resisting, but instead gripping one of Ye Yang's legs tightly.

At the same time, Ye Yang guided Weiwei's hands, encouraging her to relax slightly, to touch the base of his penis, the ridges, the glans, and then back down to her testicles.

Weiwei felt Ye Yang's hand guiding hers, warm and masculine, passing over something large, seemingly hard yet resilient, slowly moving upwards.

After touching about fifteen or sixteen centimeters, Weiwei felt a strange bulge and a tiny indentation. She didn't know what it was, so she touched it repeatedly, but still couldn't understand what it was.

With her eyes closed and Ye Yang holding her tightly, her breasts were pressed flat against his chest, so she couldn't look down to see what she was touching. After repeating this several times, she continued to touch upwards.

At this point, Weiwei realized that the object in her hand seemed to be almost at its end, but strangely, why was the end larger than the beginning? She was so curious that she even forgot she was naked and embracing Ye Yang.

Under Weiwei's caresses—though Weiwei had never known how to caress or tease a man, ignorance was the best form of teasing—Ye Yang's breathing grew heavier and heavier. His breath was right next to Weiwei's ear, and she felt waves of desire washing over her, her lower abdomen inexplicably contracting, and her heart pounding even harder. Her

small hand continued its caresses, moving past the glans and downwards. Suddenly, Weiwei felt something soft. She gently grasped it and discovered two oval objects inside; she could even feel them moving slightly in her hand. This was beyond her comprehension. From childhood, she had never been taught why a man's body was so different from hers.

At this moment, Ye Yang could no longer endure it. He let out a low growl, turned around, took a step forward, and pushed Weiwei down onto the bedroom bed.

Only then did Weiwei and Ye Yang's chests, which had been pressed tightly together, finally separate. Weiwei's breasts had become somewhat flat from the pressure, but because her breasts were naturally quite ample, even after a long period of compression, and even while lying flat on her back, they remained proudly erect, full and elastic.

There was still some sweat on her breasts, as well as marks from the pressure. Looking upwards along the curved semicircle of her breasts, a small point of crimson could be seen at the top.

Weiwei's areolas were particularly small, only slightly wider than her nipples, petite and delicate, just like her small body, making her seem pitiful. Her nipples, however, were just right, a moderate size, about the size of a fingertip, erect and proud due to engorgement.

The fair breasts, paired with the small areolas and the erect, engorged, bright red nipples, were an irresistible sight for Ye Yang. He could no longer resist, bending down to take Weiwei's nipple into his mouth and begin to suckle. One hand wasn't idle, grasping her other breast and kneading it forcefully. The other hand was also busy, slowly stroking down from Weiwei's collarbone.

Ye Yang's hands seemed to possess a magical power. His hand, gripping Weiwei's breast, was kneading it wantonly. His four fingers grasped the snow-white flesh, squeezing inwards until the breast was deeply concave, while simultaneously twisting and turning it into various shapes. His remaining finger remained on Weiwei's nipple, gently rubbing, tapping, sticking, and even occasionally flicking it.

Each flick caused Weiwei's body to tremble slightly, and she made sounds no one could understand. She no longer maintained her posture of pushing Ye Yang away; instead, she lay on her back on the bed, only her legs bent over the edge. Her hands clasped tightly around the sheets. With each tremor of her body, the bed sheet in her hand was gripped and loosened again and again... Ye Yang's other hand started from Weiwei's face, slowly stroking her earlobe, along her fair and smooth neck, slowly touching her collarbone and shoulders, then down her breasts, past her curved waist, her firm and round buttocks, slowly approaching Weiwei's abdomen.

Weiwei felt utterly weak and limp, letting Ye Yang's large hands roam and caress her body until she was almost completely rubbed clean, and she felt a surge of heat. If she could see herself at this moment, she would be utterly astonished: was that person lying on the bed, being caressed, her face flushed, her eyes glistening with tears, her body sprawled out, occasionally letting out an uncontrollable moan with the movement of a large hand on her breast, really herself?

At this moment, Ye Yang's hands had already caressed Weiwei's entire body, stopping at her abdomen, gently stroking it.

Weiwei felt a warm, soft hand gently moving up and down and side to side on her lower abdomen, occasionally, seemingly unintentionally, lightly touching her pubic hair. She felt unbearably ashamed, yet powerless to resist, even harboring a faint, unknown desire. She let out soft moans and gasps.

Weiwei couldn't explain what she craved; she had never experienced anything like this before. Deep down, she felt it was wrong, that she shouldn't expose her innocent body to a man, that she shouldn't let her most cherished and private breasts and delicate nipples be wantonly played with and licked by someone else. She also felt she shouldn't let anyone touch her body, exposing every aspect of her, even if that person was her family, a blood relative.

Yet, this contact gave her a feeling she had never experienced before, a pleasure she had never known before, a sense of heightened arousal, a hazy, and hopeful anticipation of indulging in it.

Caught in this contradictory state of mind, Weiwei lay flat on the bed, letting Ye Yang caress and knead her body. Sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, but no matter the pressure, it was always perfectly within her tolerance, not unbearable, only overwhelmingly shameful.

Ye Yang's hands had already roamed over Weiwei's lower abdomen several times, moving upwards to her navel and downwards to her glossy pubic hair. The contact between these two areas made Weiwei feel even more conflicted, wanting to refuse yet unwilling to give up this seemingly heavenly enjoyment, wanting Ye Yang to continue yet unable to express it.

Ye Yang's hand paused for a moment. Before Weiwei could react, she felt his hand stop wandering over her lower abdomen and move downwards, covering her pubic hair. Weiwei's body trembled instantly, unsure whether to refuse or let him continue. Just as she was wavering, Ye Yang's hand, after only a slight pause, continued downwards, slipping between her legs, covering her most hidden place.

Ye Yang found Weiwei's pubic hair quite adorable. The sensation in his hand told him that the pubic hair was thick but not messy, as if it had been regularly combed, with even lengths. The softness and slight itchiness of the hair brushing against his palm made his heart skip a beat.

But only for a moment. Ye Yang moved his hand away and inserted it between Weiwei's legs. Upon touching her, he felt a wetness and immediately knew Weiwei was aroused. His hand, which had been on Weiwei's breast, grasped her arm and groped for her hand, guiding it towards his penis, just as before. At the same time, he leaned down and whispered to Weiwei, "Weiwei, look at me, don't close your eyes, I want you to look at me," breathing into her ear.

Weiwei felt her heart pounding in her chest. In a daze, her hand no longer gripped the sheets, but groped for and grasped something thick and long. Ye Yang felt it wasn't enough, so he grabbed Weiwei's other hand and held it, whispering in her ear, "Good sister, help me with this."

Opening her eyes, Weiwei finally saw Ye Yang's muscular body. She saw beads of sweat on his body, some still clinging to his skin, some already trickling down his skin, and some dripping onto her neck, chest, breasts, and lower abdomen… Normally, she would have felt disgusted and wouldn't want any sweat to drip on her. But at this moment, looking at Ye Yang's chest and abs, she couldn't muster any disgust. She even thought, "His sweat...smells pretty good?" Following Ye Yang's chest down, Weiwei suddenly became curious: "Brother, you...have hair down there too?"

"Hmm..." Ye Yang's penis was being gently played with in Weiwei's hand. He was almost speechless, only able to grit his teeth and slowly answer, "Yes, little sister, you have it too." "That's interesting, I've never seen anything like it before...ah..." Weiwei finally realized what the rod-like object she had just been holding and was now holding was. "What is this? Is this what you men's...genitals look like?"

"..." Ye Yang didn't know what to say. "Good sister, have you never had a sex education class?" Suddenly, he remembered that his sister had just graduated from high school. These days, who goes to a regular high school for anything other than exam preparation? So he explained to Weiwei, "This is called a penis..." "And what about this ball down there?"

Ye Yang was speechless. "These are testicles."

As he spoke, Ye Yang's hand was not idle at the entrance of Weiwei's vagina. He kept slowly rubbing and kneading it.

With the movement of the large hand covering the entrance of her vagina, Weiwei forgot to ask questions and forgot to speak. She just squeezed the penis in her hand, trembling constantly, and occasionally let out two moans.

"Good sister, please open your legs, okay?" Ye Yang saw that Weiwei's vaginal opening was already wet as a spring under his manipulative hands, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, saying this. Weiwei was already out of her mind, and upon hearing this

, she spread her legs apart. Fortunately, she still had a part of her consciousness and a part of shyness, and only parted her legs, which were originally pressed together, slightly, no longer as tightly closed as before. But this slight opening was enough. Ye Yang's hand took advantage of this small space and entered. His index and middle fingers accurately found Weiwei's vaginal opening, and after feeling around, he found the two delicate, oily labia, and then slowly felt along the labia, finding a small protrusion above, knowing that this was the clitoris.

So he gently pinched the small, fleshy clitoris with his index finger and thumb, then gently kneaded it

, slowly rotating it along the edge of the clitoris. Vivi trembled all over at this touch, her waist tensing. Her beautiful eyes widened, and her hand, which had been lightly holding the penis, involuntarily tightened, trembling wildly up and down. Unbeknownst to her, the penis in her hand had grown considerably larger under her manipulation. Originally only about 4 centimeters in thickness and 14 or 15 centimeters in length, it instantly became erect and significantly larger and longer. One hand could barely hold it; only two hands could barely contain it.

Weiwei felt Ye Yang wantonly playing with her lower body. Although she felt ashamed, thinking that a girl's private parts shouldn't be touched and played with by a man at will, she couldn't muster the strength to resist. Her body felt weak and limp, and she felt a sense of soaring pleasure.

After playing with her for a while, Weiwei's lower body was already soaked. The vaginal fluid flowing out had soaked a large area of the bed sheet, and even her originally fine and neat pubic hair was wet. Under Ye Yang's demonic hands teasing and ravaging, it was stuck together in a messy clump.

Seeing this, Ye Yang knew that the beauty beneath him had not only been aroused but also had her body throbbing with desire. Knowing the moment was almost there, he withdrew his hands and gently parted Weiwei's legs, simultaneously removing her hands from his erect, glaring penis and placing them behind his back. Then he pressed his knees together, squeezing them between Weiwei's slightly parted legs.

Weiwei simply let Ye Yang do as he pleased, completely forgetting any thought of resistance. She vaguely felt her legs being spread open, her arms being raised and placed on a strong, muscular back, which then embraced her and pulled her towards his chest.

Ye Yang noticed Weiwei pulling him towards her chest, and unable to resist her initiative, his blood boiled, and he pressed himself against her breasts. He arched his back, slowly licking her cleavage with his mouth, then savoring her beautiful, soft breasts with his tongue. Starting from the outermost edge, he licked in circles upwards, gradually approaching the most beautiful tip, before suddenly taking it into his mouth.

Weiwei trembled all over, feeling her nipple being held in Ye Yang's mouth, swaying from side to side under the teasing of his tongue, occasionally being scraped by the raised taste buds on his tongue. Each scrape sent shivers through her body, an indescribable pleasure, making her want to clench her lower body.

Slowly, Ye Yang's lips licked Weiwei's breasts, her nipples, and then her neck, before swiftly sealing her cherry lips with his own.

Weiwei was no longer as naive as before, and responded with an equally clumsy but passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined, saliva mingling, in a somewhat frenzied display.

Ye Yang's hands, taking advantage of the kiss, secretly slipped around Weiwei's back, reaching behind her shoulders to hook around her collarbone, firmly holding their bodies together, before slowly pressing his lower body against Weiwei's.

When their lower bodies touched, Weiwei shuddered. Although she had lost most of her cognitive abilities, she knew what she was touching: Ye Yang's large penis. However, she didn't know what Ye Yang intended to do by pressing his penis against her lower body, so she didn't resist and let him do as he pleased, still clinging tightly to him.

Without resistance, Ye Yang slowly moved his penis, searching for the best angle and entry point. At this moment, Weiwei felt the penis wriggling and moving around inside her, and she couldn't help but ask curiously,

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

Ye Yang smiled and said, "Yes, I'm looking for the entrance to your vagina." "Can you find it?"

"Why don't you help me, little sister?" Actually, Ye Yang had already found Weiwei's vaginal opening, but he hoped that Weiwei would help him insert his penis into his sister's vagina.

Weiwei was unaware of what was going on, so she actually reached out and grasped the huge penis, moving it to her vaginal opening. She felt that her labia seemed to open and close with her breath, as if licking the penis, or as if hoping that the penis would be inserted as soon as possible. She felt strange, but didn't think too much about it. After aiming, she said, "Brother, it's aligned,"

and then asked doubtfully, "Brother, you're not trying to insert it into my vagina, are you?" Ye Yang smiled and said, "Yes, brother can't hold back any longer." "But brother's penis is so big, can it fit? I've touched it with my fingers before, it's very thin here." Ye Yang chuckled. Although he wanted to give Weiwei more explanation, he was already unable to control himself, so he simply replied, "We'll find out if we try."

"Okay... okay..." Weiwei hesitated a little, "Then what are we doing?" The innocent girl...

"Hmm... because I love you, what we're doing is called 'making love.'" Ye Yang said, slowly squeezing his penis along the path he had just aligned into Weiwei's vaginal opening.

Upon hearing the word, Weiwei finally remembered something: "Putting your penis into my vagina is sex?" She finally panicked a little. "My classmate said that sex can lead to pregnancy! And I don't want to have sex so soon." Although Weiwei, like many women, had fantasized about becoming a wife and mother, she didn't know that this process was an inevitable path to becoming a wife and mother.

But it was too late. Weiwei only felt her lower body being parted by a huge, hot penis, and that penis was still pushing inside. She couldn't help but cry out, "I don't want to have sex! I don't want to get pregnant..."

Ye Yang wasn't about to stop. He saw that Weiwei's resistance wasn't very intense, knowing that she was still struggling with her own desires:

on one side was her own insistence, and on the other side was her physical desires. His lust was fueled: "You can have sex without getting pregnant, and you'll even like it after you do it." As he spoke, Ye Yang's penis parted Weiwei's vulva, and he inserted the entire glans, the size of a ping-pong ball, into her vaginal opening. At the same time, he felt a lot of resistance inside and was secretly surprised: This girl is already so wet, yet it's still so hard to penetrate her. Could she be a rare gem? I can't let someone else have her!

Poor Weiwei, her lower body was completely blocked by the glans, feeling a tingling sensation mixed with a bit of pain. She thought about resisting but also felt a sense of pleasure and acceptance. Was this a contradiction? Not strong enough to push the person off her, she could only choke out,

"You're my brother, I can't marry you, please let me go." "Then, sister, marry me," Ye Yang said casually. Weiwei was stunned, momentarily speechless.

In that brief moment of surprise, his penis penetrated another inch, the entire glans disappearing into Weiwei's vagina. Ye Yang felt something pressing against his hymen; he knew it was Weiwei's hymen.

Ye Yang didn't rush to break Weiwei's hymen, but instead kept his penis against the barrier, slowly withdrawing and slowly inserting, the glans constantly scraping against Weiwei's labia and vagina.

The inexperienced Vivi couldn't withstand such teasing and was immediately speechless, only able to resist intermittently. She felt a huge penis being inserted into her lower body, its temperature seemingly exceeding their body temperature, burning hot.

Ye Yang gently pushed, applying a little pressure to her hymen. A scream came from beneath him, "Ah, it hurts...it hurts..." Weiwei, bewildered, asked in a tearful voice, "Brother...did you...did you break my vagina...? Ah! It hurts so much!"

Ye Yang replied, "No, it's just that my penis touched your hymen!" Although Weiwei didn't understand much about matters between men and women, she knew a little about the hymen and quickly refused, "Don't break it, I'm scared."

"Scared of what?" Ye Yang teased deliberately, still suppressing his urge to thrust all the way in, gently thrusting in and out a couple of times.

He was the type to savor good things slowly, which was why he had been able to hold back until now.

"Scared...ah..." Ye Yang thrust in and out again, this time deeper than before, his penis could feel the hymen being pushed out of shape. Vivi sobbed, "I don't want to get pregnant, I don't want my hymen to be broken... ah..."

"You won't get pregnant," Ye Yang whispered, licking Vivi's earlobe. "But what about your last request... I didn't hear you clearly."

"Don't break my hymen!" Vivi screamed.

"Whose hymen?" Ye Yang thrust again, this time deeper. With Vivi's vaginal fluids lubricating them, both of their lower bodies had to be slippery, requiring immense restraint to suppress the desire at the deepest point.

"Mine..." Vivi was also losing control; her body betrayed her. But the pain of her hymen being pressed kept a sliver of clarity in her mind.

"Where is your hymen?"

"Mine... there.

" "There?" A wicked teasing.

"..." Unable to bear Ye Yang's penetrating deeper and deeper with each thrust, Weiwei finally spoke, "My hymen." She felt ashamed as she said it, yet the pleasure within her seemed to intensify.

Ye Yang felt Weiwei's lower body become even wetter, and his excitement grew. He continued to ask, "Who broke your hymen?" He continued to tease her, not forgetting to thrust his penis in and out of Weiwei's vagina several times, each time deeper than the last.

Frightened, Weiwei finally couldn't hold back and cried out softly, "Brother... ah... don't break my hymen!"

But Ye Yang asked again, "My hand is behind your back, what will you use to break it?" "Ah... use... that... what?" Weiwei finally remembered, "Don't use your penis... ah... break my... ah... hymen!" Under Ye Yang's repeated thrusts, she could no longer speak coherently.

But Ye Yang wasn't satisfied and asked, "Then, what did you say in the whole sentence?" Weiwei could feel that the huge penis was penetrating deeper and deeper into her vagina with each thrust, and each thrust would hit her hymen and force it to indent a distance. Each indentation brought a bit of pain, and the pain became more and more intense. Knowing that if she didn't say something coherent, her virginity would really be broken here, she finally put aside all verbal resistance and whispered, "Don't use that big penis of yours to break my hymen!" "..." Ye Yang was a little surprised that she still had the energy to say a complete sentence? However, he had a backup plan, so he said, "I heard the first half clearly, but I didn't hear the second half clearly, so I'll say it again... Don't use my big penis, and then what?" With these words, he increased the frequency and force of his thrusts, and each time he went deeper.

"Ah..." With his thrusts, Weiwei felt numb all over, and her hands and feet were completely powerless. What's even more infuriating is that her enormous breasts were constantly rubbed against Ye Yang's bent chest, her already erect nipples scraping and squeezing against his chest. She was increasingly unable to control her body, feeling her lower body involuntarily convulse and contract, each contraction accompanied by waves of pleasure, like tides washing over her, making her lose her senses. And along with the tingling, numb sensation, more fluid flowed from her vagina, lubricating their joined bodies.

And feeling Ye Yang penetrate deeper and deeper, Weiwei felt her hymen being squeezed to its limit. Each thrust penetrated as deeply as possible, the glans pressing against the opening of the hymen, then forcefully pushing in until she felt the pain of her hymen about to rupture. Only then did that wretched penis seem unsatisfied, slowly and reluctantly withdrawing from her vagina. Although it hurt, she felt an unprecedented pleasure. Weiwei didn't know why, and could only feel incredibly ashamed.

"Make sure you say the second half of your sentence clearly," Ye Yang said wickedly, looking at Weiwei's already dazed eyes. "Don't use my big penis, and then what?"

If a third party could see what the two were doing, they would know that Weiwei's vagina was already deeply penetrated by a penis. However, because of the toughness of her hymen and the precise control of the inserter's force, it was not yet broken. Only the labia of her vagina were wide open, and a penis covered in wet, purplish-red fluid was thrusting in and out of her vagina. Each thrust penetrated about halfway, and when it entered, the labia instantly parted to the sides, and the vaginal opening visibly bulged. As it was pulled out, the flesh-colored, slightly purplish penis was seen being pulled wetly from the vagina, accompanied by a little clear vaginal fluid, which gradually dripped down the shaft.

Despite her shame, Weiwei knew that if Ye Yang didn't stop thrusting inside her, her hymen would definitely be broken. So, she forced herself to concentrate, resisting the waves of pain and pleasure, and quickly answered Ye Yang's request: "Break my... ah... vaginal... hymen!"

"No, not consecutive, say it again." With that, Ye Yang's penis was already deeply inserted into Weiwei's vagina. The nearly seventeen-centimeter-long, five-centimeter-thick penis was almost halfway inside Weiwei's vagina, and had deeply stretched her hymen. Ye Yang felt that if he went in just a little further, he would take the virginity of the beautiful woman beneath him. However, he remained hesitant, maintaining this stalemate, continuing to demand an answer from Weiwei: "Don't use my penis, and then what?"

Weiwei finally couldn't control herself any longer. The fear of losing her virginity drove her to madness, and she shouted loudly and quickly: "Break my hymen!"

Ye Yang, upon hearing this, said to Weiwei, "Okay, I'll satisfy you."

Weiwei relaxed. With a sigh, she felt the pressure on her hymen gradually disappear, and the fullness that had filled her vagina gradually weakened. Knowing the penis was slowly withdrawing, she finally relaxed completely. But then she felt a sudden emptiness, a pang of reluctance, and subconsciously tightened her legs slightly, as if trying to keep the large penis inside her.

But at that moment, Weiwei suddenly felt something was amiss. It seemed that what she had just said was somewhat ambiguous?

Before she could even think about it—and Ye Yang wouldn't give her time—she heard the man on top of her say, "Okay, I'll satisfy you."

In an instant, Ye Yang stopped withdrawing and instead, with a speed that wasn't fast enough for Weiwei to react, thrust into her vagina, reaching her hymen in the blink of an eye. Weiwei's eyes widened in terror. Just as she was about to scream, Ye Yang pressed her against his chest, maintaining pressure on her breasts, and kissed her lips, rendering her speechless, only able to whimper in fear.

Weiwei realized that Ye Yang had misled her, and now she was about to lose her virginity. But it was too late; she couldn't speak, and she had no strength to resist, so she could only silently endure it.

Vivi felt the enormous penis pressing against her hymen, pausing briefly before firmly penetrating deep into her vagina. Her hymen tried desperately to resist the penetration, but to no avail. It was stretched and stretched, retreating step by step, until it reached the very depths of her vagina. At this point, the penis was more than halfway in, deeper than before. Her hymen was stretched to its limit, on the verge of rupture.

Feeling the fullness and pleasure in her lower body, and the impending tearing pain inside her vagina, Vivi was completely powerless to resist. She only felt the thick penis thrust deeper and deeper, then stop, and at the same time, she felt her hymen reach its limit.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Yang thrust his lower body forward. Weiwei suddenly felt that enormous weapon break through the barrier of her vagina, penetrating deeply and plunging into the deepest part of her body, causing tears to stream down her face. Compared to the psychological blow of losing her virginity, the pain in her vagina was not so noticeable.

Only then did Ye Yang release Weiwei's lips and begin to gently kiss her cherry lips, kissing away her falling tears. He whispered, "Weiwei, does it hurt?"

"Mmm..." Knowing she had lost her virginity, Weiwei didn't make a fuss, but couldn't hold back her tears, asking, "Is this what sex is? I'm not a virgin anymore?"

Ye Yang replied, "Yes, I got your body, you gave me your best virginity, but this doesn't count as sex."

"It doesn't count as sex? Your thing is all the way inside, it hurts so much..." "It won't hurt in a while, I'll show you what real sex is." Ye Yang said, slowly pulling his penis to the exit, standing up and looking down, he saw traces of blood on his penis, and blood dripping from the vaginal opening along with vaginal fluid. He couldn't help but get excited again, saying, "Good sister, I'll show you what love is." After saying that, he started thrusting again. Ye Yang, having endured so much, could no longer hold back. Ignoring Weiwei's recent pain from losing her virginity, he thrust deep into her vagina. Weiwei felt excruciating pain, but thankfully, the pain was mixed with intense pleasure. It felt as if the ridges of his glans were scraping against the depths of her vagina, causing a sensation that was both painful and itchy, yet also pleasurable

. She couldn't help but groan and cling tightly to Ye Yang. Ye Yang continued thrusting in and out of Weiwei's newly deflowered vagina, finding it incredibly tight. Each thrust required considerable effort to fully penetrate, and withdrawal was strangely difficult, as if a tiny mouth was preventing his penis from leaving. He immediately felt a surge of pleasure throughout his body, despite the considerable effort he had exerted. Under his vigorous thrusting and pounding, Weiwei gradually felt less pain and simply relaxed, letting him do as he pleased.

The two of them moved up and down, Ye Yang repeatedly thrusting hundreds of times until her vagina was completely open, inside and out. Several times he even penetrated too deeply, almost pushing the head of his penis to Weiwei's cervix, causing Weiwei to scratch his back in protest, "Brother, be gentle, it hurts..." Ye Yang had to slow down, making Weiwei even happier, and she would occasionally let out a soft "hmm" or "uh."

Although Ye Yang felt that Weiwei's moans were a bit too delicate and unsatisfying, he knew she had just lost her virginity, and at home no less. Besides, Weiwei was a virgin who had never experienced sex before, so it was quite an achievement for her to even let out a few soft moans. He casually remarked, "This is what sex should be like, little sister, is it comfortable?" "Mmm, comfortable, but it still hurts a little..." Just then, Weiwei suddenly remembered something, "We're having sex, don't let me get pregnant!"

"Mmm..." Ye Yang was in the throes of pleasure, thrusting vigorously, and didn't answer.

Weiwei became a little anxious and hurriedly said, "Don't ejaculate inside! My classmate said that ejaculating inside will make you pregnant!"

Ye Yang was enjoying his thrusting and thought, wouldn't it be a bit of a regret if he didn't ejaculate inside? Such a beautiful girl deserves some kind of memento. He said, "Okay, but what do you mean by 'inside'?"

"Of course, it means don't ejaculate inside my vagina!" Weiwei glared at him, annoyed, and said, "Promise me!"

Ye Yang chuckled inwardly, "Okay, I promise I won't ejaculate inside your vagina." Having learned her lesson earlier, Weiwei thought about this several times and, finding no problem with it, truly relaxed, letting Ye Yang do whatever he wanted to her.

Ye Yang's penis repeatedly pulled out and inserted into Weiwei's vagina, each time quickly bringing up some vaginal fluid, stretching open her wet labia. As their bodies joined, copious amounts of vaginal fluid dripped continuously from their point of contact with each thrust, interspersed with streaks of blood. Some of it clung to his penis, others to her vaginal opening, staining Weiwei's once adorable pink labia a deeper red.

Weiwei gradually became dazed, involuntarily uttering incoherent cries of "Brother loves me," "Ah…," "So good," and "Harder," to which Ye Yang responded with equally vigorous movements.

They continued thrusting like this for about half an hour, Weiwei clinging tightly to Ye Yang the entire time. Suddenly, for no apparent reason, her whole body convulsed and trembled. She hugged Ye Yang even tighter, crying out, "Ah..." "Ah, what a strange feeling..."

Ye Yang knew this was an orgasm. He had been restraining himself from reaching his climax, but seeing Weiwei like this, he immediately thrust his hips forward, forcefully pumping and pounding into her vagina, each time penetrating all the way to her cervix. He felt as if there was a small mouth deep inside her vagina, kissing his penis with each deep thrust. And when he pulled out, that small mouth sucked hard on his glans, unwilling to let go.

Even after less than five minutes of forceful thrusting, Ye Yang felt his body tense, knowing he was about to ejaculate. Weiwei felt the penis inside her grow even larger, stretching her vagina with increasing pain and pleasure. Knowing Ye Yang was about to ejaculate, she quickly said, "Brother, you promised you wouldn't ejaculate inside me!" Ye Yang readily agreed, "Okay." His lower body continued to thrust, his glans repeatedly plunging into Weiwei's cervix. Reassured by Ye Yang's promise, Weiwei let him do as he pleased.

With Ye Yang's most powerful thrust, his penis penetrated deeper than ever before into Weiwei's vagina, the entire glans seemingly passing through her cervix, fitting perfectly into the ridge. Both of them trembled simultaneously, embracing tightly. Weiwei sensed something was wrong. Just as she was about to speak, she felt a swelling sensation in her vagina—the trembling of his penis—Ye Yang had ejaculated.

Ye Yang felt his semen gushing out in waves. He couldn't help but hug Weiwei tightly, pressing his chest completely against her breasts, pressing down hard, even causing her pink nipples to cave in. His testicles contracted in waves, spraying large amounts of semen into Weiwei's uterus through the tightly joined passage between their lower bodies.

Weiwei felt a lot of hot liquid spraying into her body. She couldn't help but understand what was happening. She was extremely anxious but couldn't speak because of the orgasm. She could only pant with a flushed face. It wasn't until Ye Yang ejaculated all his semen into her uterus that the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and finally had the strength to ask, "You promised me you wouldn't ejaculate inside my vagina. Why didn't you keep your promise?" Ye Yang said, "No, I promised you I wouldn't ejaculate inside your vagina, and I did. I just ejaculated inside your uterus!"

Weiwei thought about it and realized that she had indeed fallen for his trick again. She had nothing to say and could only weakly push Ye Yang away, sit up, and begin to examine her lower body. She discovered that her once carefully protected labia were now swollen and red from the penetration. Her vaginal opening was no longer a thin line, but a circle that couldn't close immediately. Blood stained the opening, and drops of clear fluid continued to trickle out; Weiwei knew it was her own vaginal fluid. Besides the fluid, traces of blood slowly seeped from the opening with her breath. Looking up, she saw traces of blood on Ye Yang's penis beside her, and she felt both ashamed and angry.

Just as she was about to say something, she noticed a lot of white liquid flowing from her vagina. Before she could understand what was happening, she heard Ye Yang say, "This is male semen. Only when it's ejaculated inside a girl's vagina does it count as successful sex."

Hearing this, Weiwei finally tensed up. She realized that a large amount of white semen was continuously flowing from her vagina, and as her body recovered, her vaginal opening gradually closed. It seemed that the remaining semen was about to be expelled... With the semen still inside her, she quickly said, "You big bad brother, what are you standing there for? Quickly think of a way to prevent me from getting pregnant!"

Ye Yang then asked, "When did your last period come?" "What does that matter?" Weiwei thought for a moment and said, "The end of last month, I think." "Then it doesn't matter," Ye Yang looked down and calculated, telling Weiwei, "You won't get pregnant if you have sex now, it's a safe period."

So, Weiwei felt relieved. The two of them had been making love for over an hour, and now they quickly put their clothes back on, afraid that their parents would be back soon.

During every university break afterward, Ye Yang would find some excuse to go to Weiwei's house, or invite Weiwei over, and the two of them would have sex together, and every time he would ejaculate inside Weiwei. Ye Yang managed her time very well and never got pregnant.

[The End]

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