Having sex with a female college classmate (Transformation series adult novel)

It was the night after I finished my final exams in my junior year. Our entire class and our psychology teaching assistant went to the Tamsui Beer House to celebrate. The teaching assistant was a senior in our department. She had just graduated a year ago and was about to go to the United States to study for a master's degree. Our entire class had a good relationship with her and was a little reluctant to let her go, so we also took the opportunity to see her off. To be honest, she is a very beautiful girl, with an oval face, big bright eyes, cherry-like lips, and a slender and graceful figure. I don't know how many boys in the class are fans of her, and I am one of them. However, she already has a boyfriend, who is her class mate in college and is currently serving in the military. But their relationship has always been good. When we went to the department office to pick her up, we found that she had put on some light makeup, which made her originally fair face even more charming. She wore a silk white shirt and a floral skirt. She was really beautiful, outshining all the classmates who were considered beautiful in the class. The girls were extremely jealous, but the boys were itching to get her. The other female students were taken there by the boys in the class on motorcycles, while the teaching assistant and the two girls got on my old, auspicious car. When she gracefully sat next to the driver's seat, a faint fragrance came over her. My eyes unconsciously drifted to her thighs. Her beautiful legs wrapped in stockings were so slender and well-proportioned that my heart actually started beating fast. well! I wish she was my girlfriend. I would be willing to become a ghost if I could be kissed by such a beauty.

Sitting on the lounge chairs in the garden of the tavern, gazing at the starry sky and the gentle sea breeze, everyone was in a good mood. While singing to cheer themselves up, everyone drank a lot of wine. The girls seemed to have let go of their previous reserve and toasted the boys with big gulps. I also saw many classmates going over to toast the teaching assistant, and she seemed to be in a good mood and returned the toasts one by one. Later, everyone urged her to drink a large glass of wine and then go on stage to sing, and drink another glass after each song.

It was already past twelve o'clock. I saw that she had drunk quite a bit and her face was red, but the red complexion made her look even more charming. She was also in good spirits and kept talking to others. Seeing her like that, I guessed that the alcohol had taken effect, but I saw that everyone else looked as pale as Guan Gong. I had swallowed a few stomach tablets and eaten something beforehand, so I was doing fine. When everyone started to make a fuss, I thought she would refuse it because the draft beer cup was really big and I might not be able to finish it in one breath. Unexpectedly, she said "Okay!" ', and everyone applauded enthusiastically.

She raised the cup with both hands and put it to her lips. We began to count the beats for her and cheer her on. I saw her gulping it down, but some of it flowed from the corners of her mouth into her collar and body. When she finished drinking it in one breath, there was thunderous applause. Everyone surrounded her and went on stage and started singing "Kiss Goodbye". Everyone in our class clapped along with her and the atmosphere reached its climax that night. When she finished singing, someone brought her a glass of beer. She drank it heartily with her head tilted back. We also gave her warm applause and counted the beats for her. Unexpectedly, she vomited halfway through drinking. Several female classmates hurriedly helped her into the dressing room, and I suddenly saw tears in the corners of her eyes.

By the time the female classmates helped her out of the dressing room, she was so drunk that she could hardly walk. Her classmates asked me if I could take her home. I was confident I could handle it, so I let them help her into my car.

After getting in the car, she opened her eyes and said to me softly, "Take me to the beach, I want to feel the breeze." Then she closed her eyes. I looked at her. The makeup on her face should have been washed off in the dressing room. Her plain face had a kind of otherworldly beauty, but I noticed that there were traces of tears in the corners of her eyes. I suddenly felt that she didn't want to cry because she was happy, but she was worried about something and wanted to get drunk because she was sad. When we arrived in Shalun, I helped her out of the car first, then held her waist with one hand and let her put one hand on my shoulder as we walked towards the beach. We found a flat sandy ground to sit down. Her body was very soft and she leaned against me. Suddenly she began to cry. I was really panicked. I was most afraid of girls crying, so I took out a tissue and gave it to her, then patted her on the back gently: "It's okay! Don't be afraid, I'm here. Just tell me what's wrong and you'll feel better." "My boyfriend and I broke up last night." "Ah!..." I was so surprised that I couldn't speak. The two of them have been together since their freshman year, haven't they always been very much in love? Although her boyfriend is currently serving as a reserve officer in Dongyin, they seem to be very sweet. Didn’t they just come back from Dongyin last month? We saw them going to dinner hand in hand. How could they break up so quickly? "I received a letter from him last night. He said that after careful consideration, he could not go to the United States. In order not to affect my future, it would be better for both of us to break up in the future." "How could this be? Isn't my senior's grades very good?" Not only very good, as far as I know, my senior graduated with the highest grade in the class. They are really a perfect match, and I don't know how many people envy them.

: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Leaning against me she slowly closed her eyes.

I hugged her, gently stroked her back, let the sea breeze blow her hair towards my face, and as her breathing rose and fell, my thoughts began to wander. I felt so happy at that moment. It was such a beautiful thing to be trusted wholeheartedly by such a smart and beautiful girl. Hugging her tightly, I wish she would forget all her worries and let me love her, pamper her, cherish her and protect her. I wish this time would stop forever. "Gurgle!" Happy times are always short. I heard a nauseous sound coming from her stomach, and before I could say "Ugh..." she vomited loudly. The worst thing was that she vomited on my chest, and her clothes were stained with a large area.

A strong smell of nausea, mixed with stomach acid, undigested food, and alcohol came to my nose. I had to take deep breaths to avoid nausea and vomiting. I quickly carried her to a large rock and let her lean against it. I took off my vomit-stained shirt and used it as a towel to wipe the vomit off her body. Then I went to the beach to wash the clothes. I did this several times before I finally wiped the dirt off her clothes. But a lot of juice had already flowed into her body through the collar. After thinking about it, I started to unbutton her clothes.

She was wearing the most ordinary skin-colored bra. Her breasts were not very big, but they were still well-proportioned. It was strange that I didn't have any evil thoughts at that time. I just wanted to help her wipe her body clean. After roughly cleaning her shoulders, armpits, cleavage, abdomen, etc. with a towel, I knew that some juice had slipped into her bra, but I didn't dare to touch it and hurriedly buttoned her bra. At this moment she suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Thank you!

"I was stunned for a moment, and my heart suddenly started beating fast.

I guessed she was really drunk and tired, so I picked her up and walked back to the car on the sea sand. She was a little heavy, but I felt sweet in my heart, as if I was hugging my wife, and didn't feel heavy at all. After closing the car door, I put on my fallen shirt. When the car started, the cool breeze of the summer night blew in through the window. I actually felt a little cold. I quickly closed the window and looked back at her beside me. She was sleeping soundly with her head tilted to the side. I noticed that her chest was still stained with a large stain even though I had wiped it off. I thought that when she got home, she would have to take a good bath before going to bed, but I wondered if she had the strength to do so.

oops! Thinking of this, I remembered that I only vaguely remembered that she seemed to live on Dunhua South Road in Taipei, but I didn't know the exact address. I shook her and said, "Teaching assistant, please wake up." There was no response. I tried again, "Teaching assistant, please wake up." But it was no use. never mind. I thought to myself, even if I woke her up now, I wouldn't be able to get anything out of her given her current condition. Besides, even if I did find out, it would be 2:30 in the morning if I sent her home. Her family would think I raped her if they saw her in the state she was in. After thinking about it, I decided to go back to the house I rented near the school first!

He drove to the bottom of the apartment building, parked the car, opened the door and helped her out. After thinking for a while, he picked her up by the waist. She didn't feel heavy at first, but when she climbed to the second floor, she was out of breath. She took a deep breath. Fortunately, she only went to the third floor. I put her on my bed. She was still soft and weak. After a short rest, I took my T-shirt and shorts and helped her to the bathroom to wash. After putting the hot water in, I wiped her face with a towel and her eyes slowly opened.

"I've run some hot water. You can take a shower first and then go to bed." "Okay." I closed the door gently, took off my shirt and threw it into the sink, went back to my desk, played a Canon record, lit a cigarette, and began to think about what happened tonight. Taking advantage of the break in the music, I walked to the bathroom door. It was so quiet that I guessed she had fallen asleep again. I knocked on the door but there was no response. I gently pushed the door open and saw that she was still sitting on the floor sleeping. "Teaching Assistant, Teaching Assistant." I shook her. She opened her eyes sleepily, looked up at me, then lowered her head again. "Teaching assistant, teaching assistant, take a shower before going to bed." "I know." She said, raising her head. I let her go and prepared to leave, but her hand pulled me and I looked at her.

"I don't have any strength, please help me." I was stunned for a moment, looking at her sitting on the floor, almost collapsed there, her hair disheveled on her chest, her clothes wrinkled and dirty, and her originally bright skirt was stained with a large area of ​​water on the bathroom floor. She looked very, very disheveled. She was always so lively, clean and beautiful at school, and I never thought that I would see her in such a miserable state.

I closed the door, helped her sit on a small stool, brushed her hair behind her neck, and began to unbutton the front of her shirt. She leaned softly against me and let me take off her shirt and unbutton her bra. I saw her small pink nipples on her breasts. Looking at her breasts, strangely enough, I didn't have any obscene thoughts. I just treated her as a patient, a patient who completely trusted me, relied on me, and needed my help.

After taking off her skirt and panties, I gently wiped her body with a towel, then applied soap to her with shower gel. After rinsing the soap off with water, I was afraid that she would catch a cold, but I was not sure how much force to apply to her through the towel. So I carefully and gently dried her whole body and prepared to help her put on her clothes.

Her body completely collapsed on me, and I actually felt a kind of happiness of being trusted. It’s a very wonderful feeling. At this moment when I have not yet won her heart, I actually possess her body so truly. I helped her put on the T-shirt and shorts I brought, helped her to the bed, gently kissed her forehead, and said good night to her.

After turning off the lights and closing the door gently, I took my clothes to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and let the cold water rush over my head, clearing my mind and sorting out my chaotic thoughts. After a quick rinse, I was still worried about my teaching assistant, so I returned to the room in shorts. She curled up on the pillow, sleeping sweetly and softly. The moonlight from outside shone in through the window, reflecting on her peaceful face. I actually had an urge to kiss her. He leaned forward and gently kissed her nose and eyes. She suddenly moved and murmured something. I was shocked. Fortunately, she turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

He went back to the bathroom and soaked her underwear, shirt and skirt in detergent. After smoking a cigarette on the balcony, he rubbed her clothes with his hands. Since I was a child, I have never seen other women's underwear except my mother's clothes at home, of course not counting those on TV or in street department stores. Holding her bra in my hands, I felt a strange passion. I began to recall the time when I helped her unhooke her bra and the thick black hair I saw when I took off her panties with my hands. It all flashed before my eyes vividly. I suppressed the rising desire in my heart, quickly rinsed it with water, and hung it on the balcony behind the house. I thought it would be dry by the time she got up tomorrow.

I took a coat from the hanger, curled up on the sofa in the corner of the room, covered myself with the coat, and decided to spend the night here. I closed my eyes and felt very tired, but I couldn't fall asleep. Suddenly, the image of her lying in the bathroom just now appeared in front of my eyes. She was lying naked on me. My fingers gently slid over her soft skin. Her pink nipples and soft breasts were so tempting. I felt an involuntary swelling in my lower body. I bit my lips hard, feeling disgusted by my dirty thoughts. I tossed and turned, unable to control myself, because as soon as I closed my eyes I thought of her body. (Incest Movie)

I got up and lit a cigarette, feeling a splitting headache. "It's very uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa, right?" On the silent moonlit night, she suddenly said, "Oh, no, no, I... I... I had a headache and couldn't sleep well." As if I was afraid of being seen through my thoughts, I answered in a mess. "Are you awake?" I asked her. "I've been awake for a while." "Did I disturb you?" I asked her. "Oh, no. The moonlight is so beautiful that I can't bear to sleep," she replied. "Come lie down next to me, you will catch a cold if you sleep on the sofa."

I climbed onto the bed gently and lay down on my side on her left side. She turned over and faced me. Her face was so fresh and beautiful in the moonlight, and her long hair reflected a faint luster, like a fairy in the sky. I couldn't help but feel guilty about the dirty fantasy I had just had. She stretched out her finger to tease my lips and asked me softly, "What were you thinking about just now? Were you thinking about me?" I was so embarrassed. I think my face must have been as red as an apple, but I denied it with my mouth, "I'm not thinking about it." "Look, your face is so red and you still say no." She said with a smile. I gently stroked the hair on her forehead, and she tilted her head back and closed her eyes.

Holding the beautiful woman like a fairy in my arms, I can't resist this temptation at all. I began to kiss her forehead, eyes, and nose tip, and slowly moved to her small lips. I gently touched her lips with the tip of my lips. She didn't refuse. I plucked up the courage to let my lips press against hers, put the tip of my tongue into her lips, and gently open her teeth. Under my teasing, she slowly opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and touched me lightly, but then quickly retracted it into her mouth. I put the tip of my tongue into her mouth, searching for her soft tongue, but she had the reserve of a young girl and let her tongue, as soft as a loach, slide across the tip of my tongue. I chased the tip of her tongue for a long time until I caught it, pressed her tongue down, and sucked the fragrant juice in her mouth hard. Her body trembled, and she arched her body towards my chest. I could even feel a heat flow from her slightly protruding nipples. I knew what she wanted, so I kissed her trembling lips more passionately. I put one hand around her neck and let my right hand move down gently, gently holding her breasts, and rubbing her nipples with my index finger and thumb, making them slowly harden from soft. I moved my head down and kissed her neck, while my right hand squeezed her breasts harder. She closed her eyes slightly and began to moan softly between her teeth.

Pulling her T-shirt off her head, her breasts appeared in front of me again. However, unlike the pale and soft appearance as last time, her breasts were flushed and stood upright bravely. Her originally pink nipples were also emitting a wild blush under the passion of the congested blood. After taking off her pants, she naturally opened her legs to welcome me. I hurriedly took off all my clothes and let my lower body, which had already swollen to the point of slight pain, stick out freely. Lying on top of her, I gently caressed her whole body, letting her lower body gradually warm up. I then kissed her lips, let my hands tease her breasts one by one, and slowly entered her body. Her private parts were a little tight, and it seemed that her love juice was not enough and it was a little dry. Her moans were mixed with sorrow. I saw that her beautiful face seemed to be distorted, so I slowly withdrew from her body, leaned close to her ear, and asked, "Does it hurt?" She replied, "It's okay, it's okay." "I'll be gentle, tell me if you feel uncomfortable." "Yeah," she replied.

I began to kiss her lips, her neck, and then her swollen breasts. Her moans came in waves. I stroked the inside of her thighs with my hands. Her thick body hair was like a jungle of desire for adventure waiting for me to taste it. The tip of my tongue lightly teased her private parts. She suddenly moaned loudly and wildly. I stuck my tongue in to explore, and she trembled all over and moaned. I opened my mouth and greedily sucked the thick love juice. The love juice gushed out like the Yellow River bursting its dam, making my entire private parts sticky and wet. I straightened my body and went in again, going deep smoothly. The warm flesh walls wrapped around my penis, and waves of heat and electricity kept surging up from my lower body, and the excitement kept rising. I slowly thrust back and forth, her face turned red, she grabbed my shoulders tightly with both hands, her nails digging into the flesh, and she kept moaning obscenely. I increased the pace of my thrusts, and her cries gradually rose, one by one, until they reached the top of the high mountain. I slowed down, and the lingering sound from the deep valley lingered in the air, and soon gradually rose again. I am like a symphony conductor, leading the sexual symphony orchestra, letting the passionate music run wild in the airspace of sex. The music is sometimes high and sometimes low, but it is the most moving symphony I have ever heard in my life.

I felt a trembling excitement in my lower body, and the twitching of muscles rushed up the spine to the forehead. I pumped my penis harder, allowing the muscles in my lower body to expand and contract as much as possible. She moaned and screamed even more, and we both gasped for breath. Semen poured out, shot out, and shot out again. She moaned wildly for a few times, and then slowly calmed down.

I lay down beside her, but she turned over with her back to me. After a while, I heard soft crying. I turned her over so that she faced me, and she lowered her head with tears streaming down her face. "First time?" I asked. "Um".

"Does it still hurt?" "No, it's much better now." "It's my first time too. But don't worry, I'm responsible." She quickly raised her head and covered my mouth with her hand. "Don't say that. I did it willingly." I hugged her tightly, kissed her lips, and whispered to her, "No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have taken advantage of you when you were weakest." "I have to thank you for taking care of me tonight. When I vomited on you, you undressed me but you didn't take the opportunity to molest me. I thought you were a gentleman. And when you were bathing me just now, I leaned on you naked, and you were still concentrating on washing me clean. Although I was weak all over, I was very conscious. I was so moved that I felt you were someone I could rely on, so I decided to give my body to you." She stroked my lips with her fingers while telling me what was on her mind.

"I just treat you as someone who needs my help. I wholeheartedly hope that you can go to bed comfortably. I don't think about it that much." "Stop talking. I'm tired. Let's go to bed." She said in a low voice. I held her in my arms, and she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep. I felt so happy at that moment. I really wished time would stop forever, and I fell asleep in a daze.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I'm a novice, please click "Thank you" if you like it

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~