[Female students from art schools] (9)

Chapter 9. In my youthful impulsiveness, I finally gave in. I knew that if Wei Jun, that little bastard, could say

such harsh words, he could definitely do them.

I nodded, "Okay, I'll help you!"

A greedy glint appeared in the little bastard's eyes. He stared intently at my chest, then glanced at

the underwear scattered on the bed, swallowing hard.

"Aren't you going to get out?"

I glared at him.

The little bastard looked at me, "Zhang Xiaoruo, can I see what you look like wearing these clothes?"

"Don't even think about it!"

I was startled and quickly pushed him out of the room. Before leaving, the little bastard seized the opportunity to

give my firm, full breasts another grope, then grinned and slipped away.

I'm a girl, and loving beauty is my nature, but facing those incredibly provocative and sexy things on the bed,

I still felt a little excited. I picked up a thong. It was so small that I

couldn't even see it when I held it in my hand.

The room was warm. Eager to get rid of that little bastard, I slowly took off my

clothes. Looking at my naked reflection in the full-length mirror, I felt my heart pound. No wonder my classmates

and teachers looked at me differently; my firm breasts were so alluring, my curvaceous

figure . No one would believe I was a ninth-grade girl.

I put on a black lace bra and then picked up a black thong,

tying a bow on the side of my thigh. The black lace bra seemed a little small, almost bursting out of my chest

. I stared intently at myself in the mirror, even more certain of my initial thought: my

body was my capital, and so was my virginity. I was determined to use them to get what I needed most. In this

world, I had no family, no friends; I was just myself. Therefore, I wanted to utilize all my resources.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I began to feel a little intoxicated. I placed my hand on my full breasts and

slowly caressed them. Soon, I felt myself react; my face flushed, and my breathing

became rapid . After caressing myself for a while, I couldn't control this feeling of excitement. I climbed into bed, curled up,

and my fingers had already reached down...

I spent a week wearing all those underwear and panties. That little bastard Wei Jun was very

happy, happily tidying everything up and telling me before he left that he wouldn't treat me badly.

The semester quickly ended, and winter break arrived. On the last day of the break, Xu Yang invited me to his

house . We had been deskmates this semester. Although I didn't like talking to him, I had still helped him a lot,

tutoring him on a lot of homework. Xu Yang said it was his parents' idea to thank me properly.

After much hesitation, I couldn't resist Xu Yang's persistent pestering and agreed.

The day I went to Xu Yang's house was a bit chilly. I was wearing a pink fleece sweater over a snow-white knitted sweater, and

riding boots. I sat in front of Xu Yang on his mountain bike. As he rode, Xu Yang said, "Xiao Ruo, you

smell so good."

It was an incredibly intimate position. To be precise, I felt that I had already

fallen . Otherwise, I would never have agreed to go to his house, nor would I have agreed to sit in

front of a boy's bicycle in that position.

Xu Yang's family was well-off; they lived in a three-story villa not too far from my aunt's house.

Xu Yang's parents were overjoyed to see me. They hadn't expected a ninth-grade girl to grow up to be so

beautiful and poised. They were even more surprised that such a beautiful and intelligent transfer student would come into their

son's life. They whispered among themselves, which I overheard—talking about "daughter-in-law," which made

my face flush.

After dinner, under the pretext of tutoring, Xu Yang pulled me into his room. Sitting in his cozy bedroom,

I felt an unprecedented warmth.

"Xiao Ruo, you're so beautiful!"

I've lost count of how many times Xu Yang has said this, but every time he does, I

feel incredibly happy. Perhaps for a girl, hearing anything from the boy she likes is

a joy.

I lowered my head, tossing my hair.

Xu Yang became a little reserved, somewhat incoherent.

"What are you trying to say?"

I asked, smiling at him.

Xu Yang scratched the back of his head, a gesture I absolutely loved.

"Xiao Ruo, I, I..."

Xu Yang walked up to me, staring intently at me.

"What, what are you saying?"

"Xiao Ruo, can I kiss you?"

Xu Yang finally mustered his courage.

My face instantly turned red. This, this was my first kiss. For a girl, the first time is very

important, and the first kiss is equally important.

Facing Xu Yang, my heart pounded wildly.

Xu Yang was also blushing, and he placed his hand on my shoulder.

My heart pounded. I was wrestling with my thoughts. Finally, I convinced myself. I admitted

I liked this boy in front of me, and I felt my first kiss should be with my first love; that was what made it meaningful.

That little bastard Wei Jun had designs on me, and my uncle, that beast, and even many boys at school—

they were all potential threats. I didn't want to regret it later.

I nodded vigorously.

"Really?"

Xu Yang was incredibly excited, but he hesitated for a long time. I could tell he was holding back.

I was also incredibly excited. Seeing Xu Yang's hesitation, I closed my eyes and leaned

in.

Some things are like that; before contact, everything is calm, but once touched, it's like the sky is

falling . Xu Yang seemed to be stimulated all over. He kissed my lips passionately, his tongue sliding into my mouth.

Besides that, his hands didn't stop either. He unzipped my sweater, slipped his hand inside,

and then stopped at my full breasts.

"Xu Yang, no…"

I murmured softly, but Xu Yang was like a madman at that moment. He couldn't control himself at all. He pushed me down

onto the bed, lifted my sweater and thermal underwear, and when my black lace bra was revealed to

him, he buried his face in my breasts and began to suckle them fiercely.

I felt like I was floating on air. I knew that my lower body was already overflowing with desire.

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