A girl in the third year of junior high school

A junior high school girl
Perhaps it was fate that, during my once-in-a-lifetime first night, I chose a girl three years younger than me, a junior high school student. I don't even know her name yet. I only looked at her when I passed by her class after class, and she deliberately avoided my gaze because of my first time. Because her virginity was lost during my rape. That was the story at the beginning of the school year... Two years ago, I graduated from junior high school and was admitted to this not-so-ideal school with a score of over 500. I was disappointed because of this. However, when I came here to register, I found that there were countless beautiful girls here, but they were all junior high school students in grades 8 and 9. I was proud of this, which meant that I could enjoy looking at these young girls who were not yet fully developed but full of innocence every day after class! I started to notice her a week after the start of the school year. After the second class, I went downstairs to do exercises as usual, and when I passed by the junior high school class (11), that beautiful girl just walked out of the class. As usual, I sized up the girl: a pair of eyes that weren't too big but had a distinctive character, a small, beautiful nose, and slightly full lips, perfectly set in her delicate oval face. Thick, black hair parted in the middle, naturally flowing between her slightly dark lashes. Her breasts, not yet fully developed but already proudly perched on her chest, and her slightly protruding buttocks, perfectly proportioned on her approximately 1.62-meter frame, were simply perfect! She walked with a slight sway, but this didn't detract from her appearance; instead, it gave her a youthful fullness. As she walked towards me with her companion, smiling, she suddenly glanced at me with eyes brimming with the restlessness of adolescence! This made my already restless heart pound even harder. I need her, my heart told me. From then on, I lost all interest in class; only encounters with her at school excited me. Every time I passed by her, I would look at her with a smile, and she would return the smile. I mustered the courage to ask her name. My heart spoke to me again. A day later, I received the answer from a friend. I immediately ran to her classroom and called out her name. But a different girl came out! From then on, no friend knew her name. Therefore, I couldn't get close to her, yet my desire for her grew stronger. Finally, one day… I went to clean the junior high physics lab. It was a large room, and I didn't finish until after the school closed. In the dim light, as I bent down to arrange the physics experiments, a familiar figure walked past me. "Sorry, I left my school pass here." This was the first time she spoke to me! It was her! I, who had been unable to eat or sleep because of her, could no longer bear the torment of longing and rushed up to hug her from behind. She saw me in surprise. I kissed her neck, my hands groping her chest. I touched her small, firm breasts, which startled her. She began to struggle. But I hugged her tightly again. "You love me, don't you…" I whispered in her ear. "No...don't do this...I'm going to call for help..." Her voice trembled with terror. "I've longed for you for so long, you have to make it up to me..." I grabbed her hands. "Please don't do this...you can't do this to me...please..." she seemed to be moaning. She struggled as I used a physical device to hoist her up, though her feet could still touch the ground. I taped her mouth shut. After kissing her face wildly hundreds of times, under her terrified yet shy gaze, I stripped her naked. I still remember her clothes clearly: her upper body, first a light red school uniform shirt, a tracksuit, then a red V-neck sweater, then a light green vest, and finally a small white tank top with the word "love" printed on it; her lower body, first red school uniform pants, then floral thermal underwear, and underneath, of course, her underwear. My beloved, a pure and beautiful middle school girl, finally revealed her exquisitely beautiful body to a man for the first time, amidst endless anxiety and helplessness. Facing her body, I was somewhat at a loss; she was simply too beautiful, a pure beauty imbued with youthful charm. Thirty seconds later, I regained my senses: she was mine. I knelt down, placing my hands on her snow-white, supple thighs, pressing my face against her buttocks, gently biting them with my teeth. When they were covered in my saliva, I stood up, wrapping one arm around her waist, while the other hand played with her navel, slowly scooping out the umbilical cord… My hand moved upwards… As I kneaded her small breasts, I noticed she was crying, large tears sliding down her beautiful face. I kissed away her tears. "We love each other, you shouldn't do this." I ripped the tape off her mouth and moved my mouth to her chest, finding her nipples that had shrank back in fear. I sucked hard, and soon the nipples hardened. I heard soft panting from her mouth, so I moved to suck the other one… Hmm… Hmm… Her panting grew louder, she stopped crying, and her body swayed from my vigorous sucking. When her breasts were very hard, I started sucking on her nipples. Ah… Hmm… Hmm… Her panting sounded a bit like moaning. Tell me, do you love me? Hmm… I… Hmm… I love you. She was already lost in the pleasure of sex—with her first love. But… you can’t… break my… So I took her off the machine. I took out my penis and put it to her mouth. Let me have some pleasure too, okay? She glanced at it, then opened her mouth and awkwardly began licking my glans. A tingling sensation engulfed me, and my penis swelled even more. I pulled my penis out of the girl's mouth; a sticky fluid remained on the glans, clinging to her lips. She turned her head to the side, unable to bear watching. Then I pulled her up and made her kneel on the ground, standing in front of her, and put my penis back into her mouth. I grabbed her long hair with one hand, making her tilt her head back, while my other hand reached down and vigorously rubbed her breasts. She looked uncomfortable, yet helpless, only able to try to move her tongue, hoping I would be satisfied soon. Every time my clumsy tongue brushed against the glans, I felt an electric current run through my body, and the extreme pleasure made my breathing rapid. She felt the object inside her mouth swelling larger and larger; she knew the moment of impact was approaching. She tried to pull her head away, but I held it tightly. Finally, a stream of heat shot into her mouth. Afraid of getting semen all over her, she could only hold it tightly in her mouth. But there was so much, and I was still holding her firmly. She glanced at me and had no choice but to swallow it all… She knelt beside me, and despite her carefulness, some white semen still spilled from the corners of her mouth. She had no choice but to lick the rest clean. Watching her small tongue move around her cherry-like mouth, I said to her, “Lick it clean for me too, okay?” She then stuck out her pink tongue and diligently licked it. The girl was truly a virgin, so she knew nothing about this kind of thing, only focusing on licking the part with the most semen, unaware that the glans penis was also the most sensitive spot. By the time she realized with horror that the man's penis was erect again, it was too late. “You…don’t…do…it…right?” she said nervously. I ignored her and directly spread her legs apart... Oh... you... She panicked. She started to wriggle again. However, her wriggling was useless. I squatted down and brought my head close to her private parts. Her pubic hair wasn't thick, and the pink mons pubis was more prominent because her legs were tightly closed. I knew that if I couldn't arouse her, a dry vagina wouldn't be enough to give me more pleasure. So I parted the girl's two fleshy lips and inserted my tongue... She didn't know what was happening in front of her, only that she felt a wet foreign object suddenly inserted between her legs, and a tingling sensation ran through her whole body. She didn't know if it was pain or pleasure, and she couldn't help but moan. My tongue turned in the crease of her flesh, and I gradually felt sweet secret fluid seeping out. A faint sound came from in front of her, and I knew that she was gradually unable to resist. I stood up and pressed my upper body against her back, brushed aside her black hair, and teased her while licking her ear: It feels good, doesn't it? She tried to resist, but her body reacted the opposite way; her juices flowed freely, running down her legs, but she was powerless to stop it. She found her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and finally, she couldn't help but say, "Please...please...don't..." I whispered in her ear, "Don't what? Don't stop???" Then I forcefully thrust my penis into her. She groaned, followed by a tearing sensation that overwhelmed her entire body. "Ah...no...no..." she cried out in pain. But this time, I used her cries as an aphrodisiac, gripping her buttocks and thrusting even more frantically... The virgin's vagina clung tightly to my penis, her legs clamping down, making the flesh clench even tighter. I flipped her over, then spread her legs and placed them on my shoulders...She was now powerless to resist, left to my mercy… Her slightly protruding mons pubis reappeared before me, her breathing causing her lower abdomen to writhe eerily. My renewed penetration, due to the different position, went even deeper. Ah…ah…ah… The girl gradually succumbed to the vortex of lust, a fire seemingly burning deep within her vagina. Please…please…don’t…inside…I’m afraid…I’ll get pregnant… At this point, that was all she could ask for. Please, let me be satisfied! I replied, my breathing becoming even more rapid. She was somewhat angry and disappointed, so she began to writhe again, trying to break free, but this action unexpectedly brought even more orgasms. The writhing female body in the large room seemed to be responding to the rhythm of a wild beast. Beads of sweat appeared on our foreheads, her sweat-dampened black hair clung to her fair chest, her moans, indistinguishable between pain and excitement, mingled with my panting. Finally, another surge of heat shot into the girl’s womb. Ahhhhhh... She reached her climax at the same time. Then, we both collapsed weakly onto the floor. "You... how could you... Waaah... Waaah..." she sobbed. Of course, this was something she had never experienced before, leaving her helpless except to cry. I used her panties to wipe away her virgin blood, then put them in my shirt pocket. We sat there silently for a long time before going home. A piercing ringtone snapped me back from my sinful memories.

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