Night school is a world for adults.

I returned to Shanghai after my military service. The first thing I did was report to my new unit. The second thing was to apply for a college diploma at night school.

On the first day of my intensive computer class, I noticed a new student named Yun in the computer lab. She was about twenty years old,

very pretty, and quite charming. As everyone knows, I like fair-skinned women the most. Time

passed day by day. We would find opportunities to eat together during our breaks, and I would walk her home after class. Two years passed like this.
Until one day in the school's storage room, our relationship underwent a significant change. There was a row of

computer cases in the storage room, with a few small hard drive boxes on top. She said she wanted to take them down. I took a stool and said I would go up, but

she said no, I could hold the stool while she took them. So I held the stool from below, and she stood up.

That day, she was wearing a short skirt, similar to a white tennis skirt. Because it was hot,

she wasn't wearing stockings, just a pair of white socks. To be honest, her legs were really white, her skin was like snow,

very alluring.
As she stood on the stool to get something, I couldn't help but steal a glance upwards. Wow, her underwear was light

pink ! As I looked, my little brother got hard. My heart raced, and for some reason,

my hand holding the stool started to tremble. Looking at her snow-white socks, I suddenly wanted to see if her feet were just

as white. Without thinking, my hand grasped her right ankle.
And just like that, I lost my balance on the stool, tripped, and fell!

In that split second of being airborne, I opened my arms and caught her, but because I was falling so fast, I

lost . After catching her, I also fell backwards. The whole scene was

like a classic love scene from a movie. Her eyes met mine at that moment, and our

eyes met, igniting a flame of love within us. This fall was like a

match that set that flame ablaze.
I didn't catch her properly and she fell to the ground. To prevent Yun from falling, I almost fell first,

trying to let her body hit me. Finally, we landed heavily on the ground. Just like that day,

Yun's entire body was on top of me. My body embraced her soft, warm body, so tender and slightly warm,

and her two large breasts were pressed tightly against my chest. My little brother was proudly erect, and I'm sure she

felt its power too.
The moment we landed, Yun's lips touched mine. If you could see our position at this moment, we would

definitely look very awkward and pathetic, and the position was also very ambiguous. She was almost lying on top of me,

as if in some kind of lovemaking position. At that moment, one of my hands was around her back, and the other hand was tightly

gripping her buttocks. Actually, I wanted to grab her skirt to prevent her from falling, but I didn't expect her skirt

to be too short, and I ended up pressing down on her buttocks. She stayed on top of me for about thirty seconds. Perhaps

we were both quietly enjoying the moment, or perhaps we had been anticipating

it ever since we parted, so when it finally arrived, we both wished it would last longer.
When her lips touched mine, my blood boiled. I didn't let go of her;

instead I held her even tighter. In the instant I fell, I wanted to push her away and help her up; I

resisted a little. But she pressed heavily against me, seemingly deliberately bringing her lips to my face. I hesitated

for a second, then made my boldest move: a passionate kiss.
Imagine, that certainly took courage at the time. My tongue slipped into her mouth, and she

responded , our tongues intertwining, lingering for a long time. At that moment, an image flashed through my mind

: a scene from Zhang Yimou's film *A Terracotta Warrior's Tale*, where Gong Li, playing a Qin Dynasty palace maid, bids

farewell to Meng Tianfang. It was the most poignant kiss I'd ever seen. Gong Li, wanting to

give Meng Tianfang her resurrection elixir, begged the Qin Emperor for one last kiss before his execution.

During the kiss, she gave him the elixir. The background music was Sally Yeh's song "Burning

Heart ." And how similar were my feelings for Yun at that moment! So, without thinking, I kissed

her.
I poured all my love into that kiss, regardless of graduation and separation by vast distances. In that moment, I couldn't help but

murmur : "Yun, I love you. My love for you is so painful..." I felt her body tremble. Suddenly,

the woman in my arms seemed so fragile, so vulnerable, so in need of protection. After a long, passionate

kiss , we were both excited, our breathing quickening. At that moment, Yun looked up at

me, and I looked at her. She softly asked, "Did you hurt yourself? You rascal." Her words held a hint of reproach, yet also

seemed to contain boundless tenderness.
We looked at each other, and almost simultaneously, she turned back, and I looked up, checking

if the storage room door was closed, if anyone had heard us coming. Thankfully, no, and we both breathed a sigh of relief. Since it was

a large class in the afternoon, and there was only one teacher, we figured no one would come. However, the large classroom outside the storage room wasn't far away

, and if something happened inside, the people outside might hear it. Yun turned back

to me, looking at me meaningfully.
It was like admiring a work of art, or like a mother cheetah catching her prey but not rushing to eat it

, wanting to appreciate it first and then savor it. As she looked, her gaze shifted from approval to

tenderness , and then gradually became somewhat encouraging. I quickly understood what she meant, and just as I was about to make my next move

, she whispered, "Quick, check if the door is locked." I immediately understood what she meant, and my

body instantly felt a surge of heat.
I immediately got up, locked the storage room door, and then closed the blinds. Now it was

much safer. There was an abandoned sofa in the storage room, a large single sofa, which came in handy.

Before I could turn around, Yun suddenly hugged me from behind, humming, "You rascal."
Our breathing became rapid and heavy. I turned her over and kissed her roughly, while her hands

began roam over my body. I was wearing a t-shirt and white jeans, and she pinched and punched me. I picked her

up, carried her to the sofa, and buried her body in it, kissing her deeply. I don't know

when , but her bra had been unhooked... I pressed my hands on her large breasts and squeezed and kneaded them forcefully.
Her breasts were large and firm, and incredibly white, like solidified cream. In Shanghai, there's a drink called

condensed milk, made with hot water, and her breasts were like the finest condensed milk. My hand grasped her

breasts, while my other hand started from her feet, stroking her calves, thighs, and finally her inner thighs, pressing against her

genitals through her underwear and kneading vigorously. I could feel her juices soaking through her underwear,

some already sliding down her thighs. When I touched her inner thighs, her

body trembled, and she let out low moans. She was clearly trying to control her excitement and keep

quiet, because students were attending class just outside the storage room partition.
The skin on her legs was incredibly smooth, especially the skin at the base of her thighs, which was very elastic and without

any excess fat. Her figure was perfectly maintained; her waist was slender, while her hips and breasts were relatively full—

a truly stunning figure. I kissed her from her lips to her neck, earlobes, chest, and navel. My passionate kisses made Yun overflow with

passion . Her body twisted violently, and as I kissed her, she kept leaning back, her legs

intertwined with mine. Before I could even pull down her panties to kiss her vulva, she suddenly rolled over and pressed

me down onto the sofa, starting to unbuckle my jeans. Once unbuckled, my penis was already

throbbing and erect. She quickly pulled down her panties and sat on top of me.
Perhaps because of the passion, her vagina secreted a lot of lubrication, and without much effort,

my penis entered her. She let out a cry, grabbed my shoulders, and began to twist violently

. I used my hands to hold her hips to control her direction. She spun around, up and down, left and right, back and forth,

centered on my penis, her movements extremely violent. Her beautiful hair flew in the air, and her head

swayed from side to side, like a girl in a disco who had taken ecstasy.
She was truly crazy. Perhaps we both suppressed too many feelings, perhaps her life

was filled with too many disappointments, yet she had no one to confide in. Perhaps in public she was a lovable girl,

but in reality, she was a little woman who needed a man's love and affection.
Her vagina was very tight, gripping my penis tightly after penetration. As she moved, my penis pressed

firmly against her clitoris, and I controlled myself so that I wouldn't succumb to the intense pleasure and

ejaculate under her fierce embrace.
She probably moved two or three hundred times when I suddenly felt a heat on my penis, a warm current tightly

enveloping . Then, like a lioness, she let out a low growl, her body arching backward at a sharp angle. I quickly turned her around, letting her upper body lie on the sofa, while I knelt on the carpet, my penis still tightly connected

to her body . 　　By this time, the nectar secreted from her body had soaked my pubic hair and thighs. Perhaps it was because it was so stimulating, or because of the environment—students were in class next door, and we didn't dare make any noise, desperately trying to suppress our sounds and movements. But the more we suppressed it, the more excited we became. During her last few dozen thrusts, I almost couldn't hold back from ejaculating. Fortunately, I have great strength, and after taking a few deep breaths, I managed to hold back. After I put her on the sofa, just as I was about to press myself down and have my way with her, I was a little exhausted from holding her so tightly that I suddenly knelt on the carpet, and my penis came out. 　　But at this moment, my passion was rising. She looked at me and seemed to understand, so she turned over stood on the carpet, holding onto the sofa with both hands. I then held her buttocks with my hands and entered her from behind . This position was also very passionate, especially since I could see the exquisite curves of her body, especially her snow-white buttocks. Her waist was very thin, and her hips were slightly larger—it felt like the most perfect body shape . I gently patted her buttocks with my hands while thrusting forcefully. 　　We'd been at it for about a hundred thrusts without ejaculating. By then, we were both drenched in sweat, and she was starting to feel the strain. So she half-knelt on the carpet, and I remained behind her. After a few dozen thrusts, we were both lying on the carpet in a cross shape, still in the rear-entry position. But this time, her hips could move. I reached around to the front and grabbed her breasts, her legs tightly pressed against mine, with only my penis pressing against her buttocks. We did this for hundred or so thrusts. 　　The final position was me on top of her, in the most traditional way. By then, her hair was completely disheveled, her cheeks were flushed, and her whole body was flushed. Our love juices had seeped onto the carpet, but not much. The most juices were between our thighs, soaking her skirt , but we didn't care anymore. We were completely immersed in the frenzied sex. My jeans were already tossed aside, and my genitals were almost completely exposed, without any restraint, which made me comfortable with any position. But if someone had come at that moment, we would have become the talk of the entire night school —male and female night school students having an affair in the university's computer lab— what a topic of gossip that would have been on the internet. Looking back now, it's terrifying. Luckily, no one took any photos, otherwise, Yun might have become that female college student who committed suicide in the teaching building of Shanghai University, and I would have suffered eternal condemnation and a guilty conscience. Fortunately, there are no "what ifs." That day's events have become the most unforgettable memory of my life, etched in my heart until death. 　　I believe that at that moment, she had already experienced more than one orgasm, and I was about to reach the peak of my breakdown. I lifted one of her thighs high above her head and placed it on my shoulder. She was half-turned, her hands gripping the carpet tightly. I knelt down and thrust deeply into her core. This position offered the deepest penetration; she almost screamed, but dared not. The overwhelming pleasure tormented her, causing her body to writhe violently. With each violent writhing, my thrusts became faster and faster, the sounds of "plop, plop" echoing in the air. In the quiet server room, only the sounds of our two bodies colliding filled the air. Looking back now, what a beautiful . 　　Finally, unable to withstand the intense pleasure, I ejaculated, and our bodies were suddenly suspended in mid-air. She let out a soft cry, thankfully not very loud, but it was still comparable to the scream she made when she fell onto the stool.

It was beautiful, but thankfully no one should hear. However, I was still incredibly nervous, a mixture of fear

and excitement, and I think she felt the same way. Luckily, I had already ejaculated. As I ejaculated, I

pulled , a habitual action because in the past, with other girls,

I sometimes didn't use a condom for extreme pleasure, opting for withdrawal. But this time, I was so excited

that I pulled out a little too late, still ejaculating when I came out, getting it all over her skirt, shirt, face, and hair

. Being a worldly woman, she whispered, "It's okay," implying that I could ejaculate inside,

but I had already come.
She straightened up, grabbed my penis, and immediately took it into

her mouth. It felt so warm, and all my semen shot into her mouth. She lay down, and because there was so much,

some spilled from the corners of her mouth. After licking it up, she swallowed all my semen and closed her eyes.
I could tell she was really tired, but I was okay. I quickly got up, wiped myself and

the sweat, put my pants on as fast as I could, tidied my hair, and listened to the surroundings. I felt

safe enough. So I found a towel and helped her up. She said softly, "Help me dry off, you...you." You're so amazing

.
Night school life is colorful, but ultimately it's about how you pick flowers. It's different from high school and college where you have

responsibilities; night school is an adult world.
[The End
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