Playing with virgins during class

Today is my birthday. I woke up early this morning with an erection, imagining myself making love with my idol. Then my mom yelled, "You're going to be late!" interrupting my dream. I quickly got dressed, skipping breakfast, and rushed to school in a taxi. As I approached, I checked my watch and realized I was going to be late—only five minutes left before class! I sprinted towards the classroom. I was still two hundred meters from the building, and the classroom was on the fifth floor… I didn't want to be late for my first class, especially since the professor supposedly had a penchant for taking attendance. I didn't want to fail, so I had to cross those two hundred meters, climb those five floors, and then, when he called my name, shout "Here!" to save my precious credits.

I wondered if I was leaving a trail of afterimages behind me. Just one more step across the corridor and I'd be on the stairs! I yelled excitedly, and just as I was rushing down the stairs at breakneck speed, a girl screamed in my ear. Then I bumped into a soft, fragrant body. The girl cried out again and fell flat on her back.

I rubbed my sore head, about to apologize, but when I saw her long, white, slender legs exposed outside her short skirt, I gasped and was speechless. Because her skirt had flown up when she fell, my gaze followed her white, sexy thighs all the way to between her legs. In the instant she quickly closed her legs, I glimpsed the soft, alluring pink petals deep within those long legs—she wasn't wearing underwear! My head spun, and I almost had a nosebleed.

"Ouch! You hurt me!" she moaned softly. Her slender fingers, as if brushing away dust, naturally straightened the hem of her skirt. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I apologized as I helped her up. A delicate, youthful fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

Did she know I'd discovered her secret? I couldn't help but steal a glance at her, and our eyes met. She was truly an incredibly beautiful woman! Long, flowing hair, an angelic face, eyebrows arched like crescent moons, a straight nose, and rosy lips. Most captivating were her eyes, both alluring and soft, subtly revealing a wildness that clashed with her innocent appearance! The

moment our eyes met, two blushes instantly rose on her cheeks, her eyes seeming to overflow with tears, yet she feigned an innocent expression—she knew I'd seen her! This seemingly innocent but actually wanton beauty, perhaps she'd indulged in too much masturbation last night, because not only was she late this morning, but she'd also rushed over without even wearing underwear.

I couldn't resist glancing at her chest, thinking lewdly: She probably wasn't even wearing a bra, was she? This pretty girl's breasts were unusually full; her already tight top clung even more tightly to her body, revealing her devilish curves! As I helped her slowly stand up, I easily caught a glimpse of half of her snow-white, bare, round, and firm breast through her neckline. My eyes were practically glued to her breasts. I never imagined our school had such a sexy bombshell; how come I didn't see her when I enrolled? ~~I think this is my first day of class, ugh!

She had just straightened up when suddenly her legs gave way, and with a cry of "Ouch!", her full, soft body collapsed into my arms. I immediately felt waves of milky pressure against my chest! Holy crap—was I dreaming?! My little brother couldn't resist any longer; it instantly hardened and stood erect, pressing against her lower abdomen.

She jerked away forcefully, gave me a wistful glance, muttered, "Ugh~," picked up her books, and turned to run towards the school gate. I stood there stunned for a moment before quickly chasing after her, calling out, "Excuse me! What's your name?" She didn't stop, turned around and said, "I'm not telling you! I'm going to be late!"

I snapped out of my daze and yelled, "Damn it!" and sprinted away. But it was too late. I watched helplessly as she darted into the fifth-floor classroom like a little deer. When I arrived, panting, I was met with the disapproving look of the bespectacled professor—he had just closed the attendance sheet.

Dejected, I walked into the classroom, only to see the pretty girl I'd bumped into earlier smiling at me. The lecture hall wasn't crowded to begin with, and she was sitting in the last row, the seat next to her empty. The first-year university students were quite adorable; everyone was vying for the front seats, just like in high school. The pretty girl was late, so she had to sit at the back… Of course, many boys wanted to move to the back, but class had already started, and they didn't dare.

Looking at this angelic-faced, devilishly beautiful girl, I sat down next to her without hesitation. She looked at me with surprise, then turned her gaze to the blackboard, seemingly studying very diligently.

I paid no attention to what the bespectacled professor was rambling on about; my attention was completely focused on the pretty girl. She exuded a faint fragrance. I lay on the desk, peeking at her from behind my upright textbook. Looking down, I could see her long, snow-white legs slightly crossed, the hem of her short skirt covering two-thirds of her thighs. These bare legs were undeniably sexy, but knowing that she was completely naked underneath that thin skirt made them incredibly lewd and provocative. I imagined the soft, curly hair completely exposed beneath her skirt, her moist, alluring vulva, and her snow-white, bare, pert buttocks, and my penis hardened.

The pretty girl stared intently at the blackboard, seemingly unaware of my lewd gaze. However, her increasingly rapid breathing and the faint blush on her face revealed that she was faking it. A sudden idea struck me. I wrote a note and handed it to her: "Did I bump into you and hurt you?" "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

She glanced at me and replied with a note: "It really hurts~~ How are you going to compensate me~ Want me to keep you company? How about I keep you company tonight? (*^_^*) Ugh~ Who wants you to keep me company, I want to compensate you~ Hehe, she didn't even get angry at such teasing, which means she doesn't have a bad impression of me. So I continued my offensive. I chatted with her slowly with notes, and soon I used my sweet words and silver tongue to make the little beauty send me flirtatious glances.

During our note chat, I learned that her name was Anqi~~ An angel, isn't that an angel? ~~ As expected, she laughed non-stop after seeing my name, "Li Piaopiao?" ~~ Not Li Piaopiao, right? "

Not Piaopiao, it's Piao Piao~~ (*^_^*) My answer made her face flush, and she glanced at me with a hint of coquettishness, the smile on her lips making my blood rush to my head."

I quietly moved my leg closer to hers and gently touched it. She flinched but didn't move her leg away. Encouraged, I pressed my thigh against her long, bare, beautiful leg. Even through the thin fabric of her pants, I could feel the smooth, soft texture of her skin. She must have felt my burning heat too; her eyes began to look suggestive, yet she remained restrained, impassive, even seemingly unintentionally swaying her long, beautiful leg, gently rubbing against my thigh. "

Are you still a virgin?" I was certain this pretty Angie was a wanton little beauty, but I couldn't resist writing this question and handing her the note.

Angie glanced at me with incredibly alluring eyes and wrote: "Of course!" I was quite skeptical! A little beauty who doesn't even wear underwear, still a virgin? Angie wrote another sentence: "My family is pretty strict... I used to go to a church school..."

I realized, it seems she really is experiencing the same sexual frustration of puberty as me. A church school that's so strict it's almost pathological must produce 100% virgins, but the more perverse the place, the more perverse the people.

I looked at Angie; beneath her innocent appearance lay a burgeoning lust. Maybe her tender little pussy was already wet. A bolder thought surfaced in my mind. My hand had already quietly moved to Angie's thigh. My hand pressed against her smooth skin; she moved slightly but didn't move her leg away.

My hand, without hesitation, went straight between her warm and elastic thighs… Angie was startled! She thought I was just being a little groping, nothing more, and that was it. She never expected me to be so bold. It wasn't until my hot palms caressed the inside of her soft thighs that she realized what was happening. Her face flushed red, and she leaned on the table, pressing my hand against her skirt to stop it from going any further, letting out a low, suppressed moan: "No~"

Our seats were in the top row of the classroom, so of course no one would notice my hand lewdly groping between Angie's thighs. I brought my mouth close to Angie's ear and gently blew a breath: "Just now—I—saw—everything—oh—"

These words were like a spell, instantly making the little beauty weak all over. I then added an even more explicit question: "Did you—masturbate—until—late at night yesterday?" Her sexy, red lips parted, and she breathed slightly heavily. My hand slowly broke through her defenses, slipping between her full, shapely thighs, my fingers parting her soft, downy pubic hair, gently teasing her slightly parted, pink labia.

"Oh~" the little beauty let out a suppressed moan, her body trembling as if electrocuted. Her full, round buttocks instinctively shifted back, trying to avoid the lewd caresses of my fingers. However, my fingers were firmly embedded in her alabaster-like mound of Venus, teasing her moist, soft clitoris until it stood erect and glistening. At the juncture of her labia, my fingertips, dipped in the involuntary flow of nectar, pressed against her delicate, sensitive pink clitoris. The layers of tender flesh in her vulva writhed and contracted under my teasing, the sticky nectar flowing continuously…

In the sacred classroom, under the noses of her teacher and classmates, to have her vulva so lewdly played with was a scene she had never experienced before.

Angie's cheeks burned, her breath came in short gasps. She bit her lip and wrote crookedly on the paper: You're so bad!!! Watching this beautiful young woman, her juices flowing freely as I fondled her in public, I couldn't resist parting her firm, full labia, my fingers penetrating her soft, moist opening, slowly sliding in amidst the slippery sensation.

The intense pleasure almost made her convulse, bending over. A gush of hot fluid spurted from her vulva, wetting my hand. I heard her moan softly and noticed a damp patch on her seat. I quietly asked, "Is it good?" She glared at me resentfully without speaking. I smiled slightly and whispered, "I want to make love to you."

Almost ten minutes later, she handed me a note: "Time? Place?" I immediately turned to look at her; her eyes, curved in a half-smile, were fixed on me, an angelic face with such a wanton gaze.

I immediately replied: "Tonight, my apartment." She replied: "One condition. Say it! Don't touch me during the day! Okay!"

So we started chatting easily and pleasantly, like old friends who had known each other for years. I learned that her family was quite wealthy, and like me, she lived in a high-end apartment on campus—a large four-bedroom, three-living-room suite, also for four people, with each person having a separate bedroom. However, her suite currently only had three people living there, with one bedroom empty.

When no one was looking, I quietly asked her: "Did you masturbate last night?" She hit me hard with her textbook, completely extinguishing my last bit of curiosity about the question.

As we both looked forward to the romantic scene that was about to unfold that night, our bodies gradually changed as time passed. Her face often inexplicably flushed, her chest heaved with each breath, and her eyes became increasingly watery, occasionally exchanging ambiguous glances with me.

My heart raced, my blood boiled, and my little brother began to stir. I regretted not scheduling the class for noon. Time seemed to crawl; I couldn't concentrate on my studies and was restless. Angie, however, sat upright, listening intently. I couldn't help but admire her.

Outside, it was as dark as if it were about to rain. It was morning, but it felt like midnight. Just as I was getting incredibly bored, the fluorescent lights in the classroom flickered and went out. Power

outage!

The girls' screams and the boys' cheers instantly filled the classroom. Normally, I would have been the loudest of the boys. But this time, as the classroom plunged into darkness, a thought struck me. Without a word, I wrapped my arms around the slender waist beside me, and a warm, soft body nestled into my embrace.

The beauty in my arms gave a soft moan, offering no resistance. Of course, I didn't hold back. My fingers expertly groaned for the peach-like mound beneath her short skirt. She trembled in my arms, warm, sticky nectar overflowing from her.

Suddenly, the pretty girl bit my shoulder hard. I was about to scream in pain when two sweet, soft, moist lips, breathing warm air, pressed against mine.

I pulled her slender waist tighter, our tongues entwining wildly. I lifted her skirt, exposing her snow-white, sexy buttocks to the darkness. She sat on my lap and kissed me passionately. My hands slid to her breasts; her two full, firm breasts were large and round, full of the elasticity unique to young girls. They felt incredibly soft and comfortable to touch. I vigorously caressed her high peaks, pinching her gradually hardening pink nipples. She kept letting out low, suppressed moans in my ear: "Ah~ Oh~ I~ So hot~"

My little brother was already standing tall and erect. A slender hand reached down, hissed, and pulled the zipper open, directly pulling it out of my underwear.

It seemed the electricity wouldn't be back on for a while, as a staff member ran in to say it was a rare area-wide power outage. The professor then dismissed class, but because it was also incredibly dark outside, most students were unwilling to go back to their dorms, especially the girls, who were even more afraid to go back. Since there was no electricity anywhere, it was safer to stay in the crowded classroom. So, even though the professor had left, more than half the students remained in the classroom.

I didn't care about any of that. Angie's slender fingers gently held my entire penis, caressing it constantly. She gripped the shaft tightly and stroked it up and down, rubbing the swollen glans with her thumb. Her long, slender fingers repeatedly squeezed the sensitive folds beneath the glans, sometimes tightly gripping the shaft and rubbing it back and forth with her soft, warm palms. My penis, under her constant teasing, was already as hard as steel, long and thick, so thick that she needed both hands to fully grasp it.

She held my penis with one hand, pointing it high towards the ceiling, and Angie's body moved quietly in the darkness. Suddenly, I felt an indescribable tingling pleasure in my glans. My sensitive crown was pressed against a soft, warm, and moist surface. Then, my entire glans was enveloped by a slippery, moist, and fiery fleshy cavity. I groaned comfortably, my penis growing even harder.

Angie gripped my shoulders tightly, her plump, round buttocks slowly lowering her. Her wet, tight vagina writhed and contracted under the pressure of my glans, tightly entwining my penis. She let out a soft moan, her whole body trembling slightly, her limp body suddenly stiffening. I knew I had broken her hymen, which she had cherished for so many years, and a secret joy welled up inside me. "

It hurts so much..." Angie groaned softly in my ear. I held her smooth, plump buttocks and slowly pulled her down. Amid her soft cries of pain, my penis mercilessly forced open her untouched virgin vagina until the glans finally touched her tender clitoris. She let out a long-suppressed groan, her forehead covered in sweat.

The lively chatter and conversation in the classroom were right beside me. In this boundless darkness, my large penis was firmly inserted into the wet, virgin vagina of the beautiful Angie right before their eyes, engaging in wanton intercourse.

I slowly lifted her round buttocks, my large penis, coated with her nectar and tightly held by her tender flesh, rubbed against her soft vaginal muscles as I slowly withdrew. When I reached the glans, I suddenly put her down, the head of my penis forcefully pushing through the undulating folds of flesh and thrusting in.

The intense impact almost made Angie collapse on top of me, her breath coming softly in my ear. Each time I thrust in hard, she would convulse, clinging to me tightly, biting her lip, and letting out a low moan.

The thrill of making love in public made me incredibly excited. Because I couldn't see her face in the darkness, my energy was completely focused on the friction between our skin and the point of contact, greatly amplifying the pleasure from this primal stimulation. I felt my little brother swelling with unusual anger, making soft, wet sounds as it thrust powerfully and deeply into her tight little hole.

My relentless thrusts drove the little girl to a daze, causing her to cry out several times. I, too, couldn't help but moan and pant softly. Fortunately, the classroom was noisy, and we were sitting in a corner, so no one noticed the intoxicating moans coming from us. Angie's honeypot was so tender and tight, with warm, slippery fluid constantly overflowing, lubricating my large penis.

This tight and slippery sensation made it impossible for me to slowly and deliberately insert it; my heart was filled with masculine brutality and a desire to conquer. Just then, Angie became wanton, moaning sweetly: "Mmm...mmm...husband...so...so good...you're killing me..."

I growled softly, picked her up, pressed her against the desk, forcefully spread her full, shapely thighs, and thrust my thick penis into her soft honeypot with a powerful shove. Although her vagina had been thoroughly lubricated and opened, this rough insertion still made her cry out in surprise, her fingers gripping my back tightly.

I gave her no chance to catch her breath, launching into a furious, relentless assault. Each thrust pulled back to the head, each entry went all the way in. Her tender, wet flesh trembled and contracted, her juices soaking both of our thighs with the intense collision. I pulled open her shirt, vigorously kneading her full, round, and incredibly elastic breasts.

Angie was quickly brought to orgasm by the fierce onslaught, her juices covering her snow-white buttocks. She trembled beneath me, biting her collar tightly to stifle her cries, her hands reaching inside my clothes, gripping my back muscles, her plump, round buttocks thrusting rhythmically.

She was immersed in boundless pleasure, panting heavily, repeatedly uttering a few syllables in a low voice: Faster, faster... deeper... ah... um...

Just then, a loud crash came from outside, and a torrential downpour began. Many classmates screamed and ran to the corridor to see what was happening, and the overwhelming sound of the rain masked the sounds of my intense lovemaking with Lin Angong.

Anqi suddenly convulsed, her long legs tightly gripping my waist, her sharp nails digging into my flesh. She breathed heavily, moaning softly: Don't stop! Um... harder... faster... um... I felt her vagina contracting and spasming, gripping my penis tightly with each thrust, bringing me immense pleasure. It felt like an electric current was coursing through my penis, and I longed to ejaculate freely.

I gritted my teeth, using the last of my strength to thrust into her, and with my frenzied pounding, the gates of her ecstasy finally opened!

She suddenly bit my shoulder hard, letting out a low, dying moan. The pain temporarily distracted me, slightly reducing my urge to ejaculate. I seized the opportunity to continue thrusting into her. Her tender, moist vagina contracted repeatedly, the powerful suction making my penis feel like it was dying of pleasure.

Angie, with her wet lips open, whispered seductive breaths in my ear: "Shoot...give me...semen..." Her body convulsed briefly again, and her vulva suddenly gushed out a large gush of incredibly warm fluid, hitting my sensitive glans.

I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I couldn't help but shiver. Intense pleasure erupted from deep within my body. I held her limp body tightly, my large penis throbbing and twitching under the grip of her warm, soft vagina. With a low growl, I forcefully ejaculated streams of thick, milky-white semen into her tender vagina.

She struggled to lift her head, her warm, moist lips searching for mine. We kissed passionately, our tongues entwining like nimble snakes, conveying the lingering sweetness after our passion.

I shifted slightly, withdrawing my penis from her slightly parted petals, and gently dressed both of us.

Angie leaned against me, letting me do as I pleased. After I finished dressing, I smoothed her hair. Though her face was obscured in the darkness, I imagined it must be radiant. Thinking of this, I couldn't resist gently kissing her cheek.

She softly hummed in response, lost in thought. I softly asked, "What's wrong?"

She shifted slightly in my arms, burying her face in my chest, placing my hand on her waist, but remained silent. I held her slender waist, inhaling the fragrance of her hair. The soft, full body in my arms was uniquely alluring, and for a moment, I was stunned.

After a while, she gently kissed me and said, "Later... can you take me back to my apartment?" "

Of course, it's raining so hard outside, and it's so dark... Wait, didn't you promise to come to my place tonight?" I chuckled. "We'll continue tonight."

She playfully punched me, blushing. "I'm not going!" I asked, surprised. She gently brought her lips to my ear and whispered, "It's my first time, it hurts!"

I readily accepted this reason. Touching her full breasts, I whispered, "When can we do it again?" "

Then... will you be my boyfriend?" Angie countered, "I'm not a casual girl." "

Of course." I thought to myself, "My penis is still stained with your virgin blood, wouldn't I be a fool not to have such a beautiful and alluring girlfriend?"

Angie happily kissed me and whispered, "Do you know why I wasn't wearing underwear?" I was also puzzled by this. A beautiful girl like her, not wearing underwear in college—especially since she was a virgin! It was simply unbelievable.

That's because all my underwear was stolen by that pervert! I suddenly realized, and hearing such a charming girl's coquettish words in my arms, my little brother almost went into a frenzy. I hugged her tighter: "That's easy, come to my place tonight, I'll give you a dozen new underwear." "

No way!" she wriggled in my arms, pouting. "I won't go!" "

Why? Don't you want underwear?" My hand secretly slipped between her legs, where sticky, slippery fluid still flowed between her vulva. "

I'll buy it myself… If I go to your place… you'll fuck me to death… just like before… I thought I was dead several times…" Angie whispered. If it were under the light, you could definitely see the faint blush on her face.

I hugged her and chuckled, knowing that this little beauty was completely conquered by me! And so, on my first day of university, I met my first girlfriend and took her most precious virginity in class!

Today is my birthday. I woke up early this morning, my little brother was already erect, and I was imagining making love with my idol. My mom yelled, "You're going to be late!" interrupting my dream. I quickly got dressed, without even eating breakfast, and rushed to school by taxi. When I got close to school, I looked at my watch and realized I was going to be late. There were only five minutes left before class started, so I sprinted towards the classroom. I was still two hundred meters away from the teaching building, and the classroom for this class was on the fifth floor… I didn't want to be late for my first class in university, especially since the professor was said to have a penchant for taking attendance. I didn't want to fail my first class, so I had to cross those two hundred meters, climb those five floors, and then, when he called my name, shout "Here!" at the perfect moment to save my precious credits.

I wondered if I left a trail of afterimages behind me. Just one more step across the corridor and I'd be on the stairs! I yelled excitedly, and as I raced down the stairs at breakneck speed, a girl's scream rang in my ears. Then I crashed headfirst into a soft, fragrant body. The girl cried out again and fell flat on her back.

I rubbed my sore head, about to apologize, but when I saw her long, white, slender legs exposed outside her short skirt, I gasped, speechless. Because her skirt had flown up when she fell, my gaze followed her white, sexy thighs all the way to between her legs. In the instant she quickly closed her legs, I glimpsed the soft, alluring pink petals deep within those long legs—she wasn't wearing underwear! My head spun, and I almost had a nosebleed.

"Ouch! You bumped into me, that hurts!" she groaned softly. Her slender fingers, as if brushing away dust, effortlessly straightened the hem of her skirt. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" I apologized as I helped her up. A delicate, youthful fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

Did she know I'd discovered her secret? I couldn't help but steal a glance at her, our eyes meeting. She was truly an incredibly beautiful woman! Long, flowing hair, an angelic face, eyebrows arched like a crescent moon, a straight nose, and rosy lips. Most captivating were her eyes, both alluring and soft, subtly revealing a wildness that clashed with her innocent appearance!

The moment our eyes met, two blushes instantly rose on her face, her eyes seeming to overflow with tears, yet she feigned an innocent expression—she knew I'd seen her! This seemingly innocent but actually wanton beauty, perhaps she'd indulged in too much masturbation last night, was not only late this morning but had also rushed out without even wearing underwear.

I couldn't help but glance at her chest, lewdly thinking: Is she not even wearing a bra? This little beauty's breasts were unusually full; her already tight top clung even more tightly to her body, revealing her devilish curves! As I helped her slowly stand up, I easily saw half of her snow-white, bare, round, and firm breast through the neckline. My eyes were practically glued to her breast. I never expected our school to have such a sexy bombshell; how come I didn't see her when I enrolled? ~~I think this is my first day of class, ugh! Just as

she straightened up, her legs suddenly gave way, and with a cry of "Ouch!", her full, soft body collapsed into my arms, and I immediately felt waves of breast pressure against my chest! Holy crap—am I dreaming?! My little brother couldn't hold back any longer; it immediately hardened and stood erect, pressing against her lower abdomen.

She forcefully pulled away, gave me a wistful glance, muttered under her breath, "Ugh~," picked up her books, and turned to run towards the school gate. I stood there stunned for a moment before rushing after her, calling out, "Excuse me! What's your name?" She didn't stop, turning back to say, "I'm not telling you! I'm going to be late!"

I snapped out of my daze, yelling, "Damn it!" and sprinted away. But it was too late. I watched helplessly as she darted into the fifth-floor classroom like a little deer. When I finally arrived, panting, I was met with the disapproving look of the bespectacled professor—he had just closed the attendance sheet.

Dejected, I walked into the classroom, only to see the pretty girl I'd bumped into earlier smiling at me. The lecture hall wasn't crowded to begin with, and she was sitting in the last row, the seat next to her empty. The first-year university students were quite adorable; everyone was vying for the front seats, just like in high school. The pretty girl was late, so she had to sit at the very back… Of course, many boys wanted to move to the back, but class had already started, and they didn't have the guts.

Looking at this beautiful young woman with an angelic face and a devilish figure, I sat down next to her without hesitation. She glanced at me in surprise, then turned her gaze to the blackboard, seemingly studying diligently.

I paid no attention to what the bespectacled professor was rambling on about; my attention was entirely focused on the young woman. She exuded a faint fragrance. I leaned over the desk, hiding behind my upright textbook, and peeked at her. From the desk, I could see her long, snow-white legs slightly crossed, the hem of her short skirt covering two-thirds of her thighs. These bare legs were undeniably sexy, but knowing that she was completely naked under that thin skirt made them all the more obscene and erotic. I imagined the soft, curly hair, the moist, alluring vulva, and the snow-white, naked, pert buttocks completely exposed beneath her skirt, and my penis hardened.

The young woman stared intently at the blackboard, seemingly unaware that I was lewdly watching her. However, her increasingly rapid breathing and the faint blush on her face revealed that this girl was faking it. A quick thought struck me, and I wrote a note and handed it to her: "Did I hurt you just now? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

She glanced at me and replied with a note: "It really hurts~~ How are you going to make it up to me~ Want me to keep you company? How about I keep you company tonight? (*^_^*) Ugh~ Who wants you to keep me company, I want to make it up to you~ Hehe, she didn't even get angry at such teasing, which means she doesn't have a bad impression of me. So I continued my advance. I chatted with her slowly using notes, and soon my sweet words and silver tongue were making the little beauty send me flirtatious glances.

During our note chat, I learned her name was Anqi~~ An angel, isn't that an angel?~~ And unsurprisingly, she laughed nonstop after seeing my name, "Li Piaopiao?"~~ Not Li Piaopiao, right?

"Not pretty, but a slut~~ (*^_^*)" My answer made her blush. She glanced at me with a hint of coquettishness, and the smile on her lips made my blood boil.

I quietly moved my leg closer to hers and gently touched her. She flinched but didn't move her leg away. I was greatly encouraged and pressed my thigh against her bare, slender legs. Even through the thin layer of pants, I could still feel the smoothness and softness of her skin. She must have felt my burning body temperature too. Her eyes began to become ambiguous, but she remained restrained and composed, even seemingly unintentionally swaying her long, beautiful legs, gently rubbing against my thigh. "

Are you still a virgin?" I was certain that this pretty Angie was a wanton little beauty, but I still couldn't help but write this question and hand it to her.

Angie glanced at me with extremely charming eyes and wrote: "Of course!" I was quite skeptical! A little beauty who doesn't even wear underwear can't be a virgin? Angie wrote another sentence: "My family is pretty strict... I used to go to a church school..."

I realized, it seems she really is experiencing the same sexual frustration of puberty as me. A church school that's so strict it's almost pathological must produce 100% virgins, but the more perverse the place, the more perverse the people.

I looked at Angie; beneath her innocent appearance lay a burgeoning lust. Maybe her tender little pussy was already wet. A bolder thought surfaced in my mind. My hand had already quietly moved to Angie's thigh. My hand pressed against her smooth skin; she moved slightly but didn't move her leg away.

My hand, without hesitation, went straight between her warm and elastic thighs… Angie was startled! She thought I was just being a little groping, nothing more, and that was it. She didn't expect me to be so bold. It wasn't until my hot palm caressed the inside of her soft thighs that she realized what was happening. Her face flushed red, and she leaned on the table, pressing my hand against her skirt to stop it from going any further. She let out a low, suppressed moan: "No~"

Our seats were in the top row of the classroom, so of course no one would see my hand lewdly groping between Angie's thighs. I brought my mouth close to Angie's ear and gently blew a breath: "Just now—I—saw—everything—oh—"

These words were like a spell, instantly making the little beauty weak all over. I then added an even more explicit question: "Did you—masturbate—until—late at night yesterday?" She parted her sexy, red lips, breathing slightly heavily. My hand slowly breached her defenses, slipping between her full, shapely thighs. My fingers parted her soft, downy pubic hair, gently teasing her slightly parted, pink labia.

"Oh~" the beautiful girl let out a suppressed moan, her body trembling as if electrocuted. Her full, round buttocks instinctively moved back, trying to escape my lewd caresses, but my fingers were firmly planted inside her alabaster mons pubis, teasing her moist, soft clitoris until it stood erect and glistening. At the junction of her labia, my fingertips, dipped in the involuntary flow of nectar, pressed against her delicate, sensitive pink clitoris. The layers of tender flesh in her vulva writhed and contracted under my teasing, viscous nectar flowing continuously…

In the sacred classroom, under the watchful eyes of her teacher and classmates, to have her vulva so lewdly played with was a scene she had never experienced before.

Angie's cheeks were flushed, her breath coming in short gasps. She bit her lip and scrawled on the paper: "You're so bad!!!" Watching this beautiful girl, so wet from being violated in public, I couldn't resist parting her firm, full labia, my fingers probing deep into her soft, moist opening, slowly sliding in amidst the sticky fluid.

The intense pleasure made her almost convulse, bending over. A gush of hot nectar spurted from her vulva, wetting my hand. I heard her moan, and noticed a damp patch on her seat. I quietly asked, "Is it good?" She glared at me resentfully without speaking. I smiled slightly and whispered, "I want to make love to you."

Almost ten minutes later, she handed me a note: "Time? Place?" I immediately turned to look at her. Her eyes, curved in a half-smile, were also looking at me, an angelic face with such a wanton gaze.

I immediately replied: "Tonight, my apartment." She replied: "There's one condition. Tell me! You're not allowed to touch me during the day! Okay!"

Then we started chatting easily and pleasantly, like old friends who had known each other for years. I learned that her family was quite wealthy; she lived in a high-end apartment on campus, just like me—a large four-bedroom, three-living-room suite, also for four people, each with their own bedroom. However, her suite currently only had three people living there, with one bedroom empty.

When no one was looking, I quietly asked her: "Did you masturbate last night?" She hit me hard with her textbook, completely extinguishing my last bit of curiosity about the question.

Because we were both looking forward to the romantic evening, as time passed, our bodies gradually changed. Her face often inexplicably flushed, her chest heaved with each breath, her eyes became increasingly watery, and she would occasionally exchange ambiguous glances with me.

My heart raced, my blood boiled, and my little brother began to stir. I regretted not scheduling the class for noon. Time seemed to crawl; I couldn't concentrate on my studies and was restless. Angie, however, sat upright, listening intently. I couldn't help but admire her.

Outside, it was as dark as if it were about to rain. It was morning, but it felt like midnight. Just as I was getting incredibly bored, the fluorescent lights in the classroom flickered and went out. Power

outage!

The girls' screams and the boys' cheers instantly filled the classroom. Normally, I would have been the loudest of the boys. But this time, as the classroom plunged into darkness, a thought struck me. Without a word, I wrapped my arms around the slender waist beside me, and a warm, soft body nestled into my embrace.

The beauty in my arms gave a soft moan, offering no resistance. Of course, I didn't hold back. My fingers expertly groaned for the peach-like mound beneath her short skirt. She trembled in my arms, warm, sticky nectar overflowing from her.

Suddenly, the pretty girl bit my shoulder hard. I was about to scream in pain when two sweet, soft, moist lips, breathing warm air, pressed against mine.

I pulled her slender waist tighter, our tongues entwining wildly. I lifted her skirt, exposing her snow-white, sexy buttocks to the darkness. She sat on my lap and kissed me passionately. My hands slid to her breasts; her two full, firm breasts were large and round, full of the elasticity unique to young girls. They felt incredibly soft and comfortable to touch. I vigorously caressed her high peaks, pinching her gradually hardening pink nipples. She kept letting out low, suppressed moans in my ear: "Ah~ Oh~ I~ So hot~"

My little brother was already standing tall and erect. A slender hand reached down, hissed, and pulled the zipper open, directly pulling it out of my underwear.

It seemed the electricity wouldn't be back on for a while, as a staff member ran in to say it was a rare area-wide power outage. The professor then dismissed class, but because it was also incredibly dark outside, most students were unwilling to go back to their dorms, especially the girls, who were even more afraid to go back. Since there was no electricity anywhere, it was safer to stay in the crowded classroom. So, even though the professor had left, more than half the students remained in the classroom.

I didn't care about any of that. Angie's slender fingers gently held my entire penis, caressing it constantly. She gripped the shaft tightly and stroked it up and down, rubbing the swollen glans with her thumb. Her long, slender fingers repeatedly squeezed the sensitive folds beneath the glans, sometimes tightly gripping the shaft and rubbing it back and forth with her soft, warm palms. My penis, under her constant teasing, was already as hard as steel, long and thick, so thick that she needed both hands to fully grasp it.

She held my penis with one hand, pointing it high towards the ceiling, and Angie's body moved quietly in the darkness. Suddenly, I felt an indescribable tingling pleasure in my glans. My sensitive crown was pressed against a soft, warm, and moist surface. Then, my entire glans was enveloped by a slippery, moist, and fiery fleshy cavity. I groaned comfortably, my penis growing even harder.

Angie gripped my shoulders tightly, her plump, round buttocks slowly lowering her. Her wet, tight vagina writhed and contracted under the pressure of my glans, tightly entwining my penis. She let out a soft moan, her whole body trembling slightly, her limp body suddenly stiffening. I knew I had broken her hymen, which she had cherished for so many years, and a secret joy welled up inside me. "

It hurts so much..." Angie groaned softly in my ear. I held her smooth, plump buttocks and slowly pulled her down. Amid her soft cries of pain, my penis mercilessly forced open her untouched virgin vagina until the glans finally touched her tender clitoris. She let out a long-suppressed groan, her forehead covered in sweat.

The lively chatter and conversation in the classroom were right beside me. In this boundless darkness, my large penis was firmly inserted into the wet, virgin vagina of the beautiful Angie right before their eyes, engaging in wanton intercourse.

I slowly lifted her round buttocks, my large penis, coated with her nectar and tightly held by her tender flesh, rubbed against her soft vaginal muscles as I slowly withdrew. When I reached the glans, I suddenly put her down, the head of my penis forcefully pushing through the undulating folds of flesh and thrusting in.

The intense impact almost made Angie collapse on top of me, her breath coming softly in my ear. Each time I thrust in hard, she would convulse, clinging to me tightly, biting her lip, and letting out a low moan.

The thrill of making love in public made me incredibly excited. Because I couldn't see her face in the darkness, my energy was completely focused on the friction between our skin and the point of contact, greatly amplifying the pleasure from this primal stimulation. I felt my little brother swelling with unusual rage, making soft, wet sounds as it thrust powerfully and deeply into her tight little hole.

My continuous thrusting made the little girl dizzy and confused, and she couldn't help but cry out several times. I couldn't help but groan and pant slightly as well. Fortunately, the classroom was noisy, and we were sitting in a corner, so no one noticed the soul-stirring moans coming from us. Angie's honey hole was so tender and tight, and warm, sticky lustful fluid kept overflowing, moistening my big cock.

This tight and slippery feeling made it impossible for me to slowly thrust in and out. My heart was filled with masculine brutality and the desire to conquer. Just then, Angie became wanton, moaning sweetly: "Mmm...mmm...husband...so...so good...you're killing me..."

I growled softly, picked her up, pressed her against the desk, forcefully spread her plump and shapely thighs, and thrust my thick cock into her soft honey hole, all the way in. Although her vagina had been thoroughly lubricated and opened, the rough insertion still caused her to cry out, her fingers gripping my back tightly.

I gave her no chance to catch her breath, thrusting in and out with a storm of force. Each thrust pulled back to the head, each entry went all the way in, her tender, wet folds trembling and contracting, her juices soaking both of our thighs with the intense impact. I pulled open her shirt and vigorously kneaded her full, round, and incredibly elastic breasts.

Angie was quickly brought to climax by the intense assault, her snow-white buttocks slick with nectar. She trembled beneath me, biting her collar to stifle her cries, her hands slipping inside my clothes, gripping my back muscles, her plump buttocks thrusting rhythmically.

Immersed in boundless pleasure, she gasped, repeatedly uttering soft syllables: Faster, faster…deeper…ah…mmm…

Just then, a torrential downpour began outside, and many classmates screamed and ran to the corridor to see what was happening. The overwhelming sound of the rain conveniently masked the sounds of my passionate lovemaking with Lin Angong.

Angie suddenly convulsed, her long legs gripping my waist tightly, her sharp nails digging into my flesh. She gasped, moaning softly: Don't stop! "Mmm... harder... faster... mmm..." I felt her vagina contracting and spasming, gripping my penis tightly with each thrust, bringing me immense pleasure. It felt like an electric current was coursing through my shaft; I desperately wanted to ejaculate.

I gritted my teeth, using my last ounce of strength to thrust into her. With my frenzied pounding, the gates of her ecstasy finally opened!

She suddenly bit my shoulder hard, letting out a low, dying moan. The pain temporarily distracted me, slightly reducing my urge to ejaculate. I seized the opportunity to continue thrusting. Her tender vagina contracted repeatedly, the powerful suction making my penis feel like it was dying.

Angie, with her wet lips open, whispered seductively in my ear: "Shoot... into me... my semen..." Her body convulsed briefly again, and her vulva gushed out a large gush of warm, hot fluid, hitting my sensitive glans.

I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I shivered involuntarily. A powerful surge of ecstasy erupted from deep within me. I held her limp body tightly, my large penis throbbing and pulsating beneath her warm, soft vagina. With a low growl, I forcefully ejaculated thick, milky semen into her tender vagina.

She struggled to lift her head, her warm, moist lips searching for mine. We kissed passionately, our tongues entwining like nimble snakes, conveying the lingering sweetness after our passion.

I shifted my body, withdrawing my penis from her slightly parted labia, and gently dressed both of us.

Angie leaned against me, letting me do as I pleased. After I finished dressing, I smoothed her hair. Although I couldn't see her face clearly in the darkness, I imagined it must be radiant. Thinking of this, I couldn't resist gently kissing her cheek.

She softly hummed in response, lost in thought. I asked her softly, "What's wrong?"

She shifted slightly in my arms, burying her face in my chest, placing my hand on her waist, but remained silent. I held her slender waist, inhaling the scent of her hair; the soft, full flesh in my arms was uniquely alluring, and I was momentarily stunned.

After a while, she gently kissed me and said, "Later… can you take me back to my apartment?" "

Of course, it's raining so hard outside, and it's so dark…wait, didn't you promise to come to my place tonight?" I chuckled. "We'll continue tonight."

She playfully punched me, blushing. "I'm not going!" I asked, surprised. She gently brought her lips to my ear and whispered, "It's my first time, it hurts!"

I readily accepted this reason, touching her full breasts, and asked softly, "Then when can we do it again?" "

So…will you be my boyfriend?" Angie countered. "I'm not a casual girl." "

Of course." I thought to myself, "My penis is still stained with your virgin blood. Wouldn't I be a fool not to have such a beautiful and alluring girlfriend?"

Angie, hearing this, happily kissed me and whispered, "Do you know why I'm not wearing underwear?" I was also puzzled by this. A beautiful girl like her, not wearing underwear in college—especially since she's a virgin! It's unbelievable. "

That's because all my underwear was stolen by that pervert!" I suddenly understood. Hearing such a charming young girl's lustful words in my arms, my little brother almost felt reborn. I hugged her tighter: "That's easy. Come to my place tonight, I'll give you a dozen new underwear." "

No way!" she wriggled in my arms, pouting. "I'm not going!" "

Why? Don't you want underwear?" My hand secretly slipped between her legs; between those obscene petals, a sticky, slippery liquid was still flowing.

"I'll go buy it myself... If I go to your place again... you'll drive me crazy... just like before... I thought I was dead several times..." Angie whispered. If it were under the light, you could definitely see the faint blush on her face.

I hugged her, chuckled, knowing this little beauty was completely conquered by me! And so, on my first day of university, I met my first girlfriend and took her most precious virginity in class!

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