[Female students from art schools] (19)

Text 19. For me, studying became the most important thing in my life because

I had to study to get into university and change my life. I couldn't imagine

what I would become if I stayed at my aunt's house.

Of course, while studying, I also cherished my relationship with Xu Yang. After all, it was my first love, and

everyone experiences that kind of unforgettable feeling.

As high school progressed, more and more people seemed to know about my

relationship with Xu Yang. In the cafeteria and under the trees, people often saw us walking, chatting, and

smiling together. Even so, many people still pursued me relentlessly. I received

countless love letters, gifts, and flowers. Later, because my homeroom teacher lost her temper, some people from other classes stopped bothering me.

In short, as a woman, I felt annoyed, and at the same time, all these things constantly filled my

vanity.

No woman dislikes being fawned over, and I was no exception.

As the semester was drawing to a close, it happened to be Xu Yang's birthday. This semester had been very

fulfilling for him, largely because of me. My beauty, my sexiness, and my obedience gave him, as

his boyfriend, unparalleled prestige.

Once you enter high school, you feel like you've truly grown up, and Xu Yang was no exception. Seeing his birthday

approaching, he withdrew several thousand yuan from his bank account and invited many people

to a rather lavish birthday dinner at a restaurant near the school—at least among students, it was definitely a big feast.

All my roommates and I attended the dinner. I bought Xu Yang a belt; it was Deng Na's

idea . She told me that when giving a man a gift, there are three essentials: a belt, a lighter, and a razor.

This way, the man will feel like he owns you. Clearly, a belt suited Xu Yang best.

As for the money for the belt, I took it from the five hundred yuan I'd colluded with that bastard back then. At that

time, I was actually glad I'd worked with him; otherwise, I really wouldn't know where to

get the money to buy Xu Yang a birthday present.

With my presence and the cheers of our classmates, Xu Yang was very happy. The whole party was incredibly lively.

He had his arm around my shoulder, drinking heartily—red wine, white wine, beer, he drank it all.

He even kissed me several times in front of everyone.

For some reason, I suddenly felt like a virtuous wife. I've always believed that women

should give men face, especially in front of others. So, although I was shy, I actively cooperated,

which made Xu Yang feel even more fulfilled, even feeling like he'd become a real man.

Xu Yang got very drunk and was carried to a nearby hotel by his classmates. I had no choice but to stay and take care of him.

Xu Yang vomited everywhere. I endured the nausea and ripped off his clothes and pants. Suddenly,

I saw something inside his pants—a small bag with a circular mark on it. At

first, I didn't know what it was, but then I realized it was a condom.

While I was still stunned, Xu Yang suddenly sat up and pinned me to the bed. His

face, which I had just wiped, still reeked of alcohol, but he completely disregarded my feelings and kissed me on the lips.

I tried to dodge, but it was no use. I was wearing a white shirt that day. Xu Yang was on

top of me, frantically unbuttoning it. I struggled desperately, but seeing he couldn't succeed, he simply

used hands, tearing my shirt open and revealing my black bra underneath. My full, white

breasts swelled, seemingly about to jump out at any moment.

"Xu Yang, no!"

I cried out frantically, my face pale.

Xu Yang reeked of alcohol. His eyes were red as he stared intently at me. "Xiao Ruo, I promised my classmates.

They all said they hoped I could be a real man tonight."

I knew what he meant.

I was shocked because we had a promise; we both had to protect our first

time .

But Xu Yang didn't listen to anything at that moment. He quickly tore off my shirt and unhooked my

bra. When my breasts were exposed to him, he pounced on me almost without thinking

. He took one of my nipples into his mouth and gently bit it with his teeth. I gasped for breath, a wave of tingling sensation

washing over . I still vividly remember that stimulating feeling, but I remained calm. I

knew I couldn't just throw away my first time like that.

Xu Yang was strong. He ripped off my pants as well. Seeing my black panties and the faint hint of

tan , he became even more aroused. He pulled off his own pants and

pinned me down.

"Xu Yang, no..."

I cried out, terrified. I desperately clung to my underwear, trying to hold onto my

last line of defense.

"Xiao Ruo, I love you. I told you, I want you to be my woman!"

Xu Yang became rough and violent at this moment. He kissed my full breasts and desperately pulled at my underwear,

but I held on tightly, tears streaming down my face.

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