Zi Rou has many nicknames, whether it is Oxygen Girl or Distilled Water Girl, they all describe her spotless temperament and personality.
Wen Zirou has never had a complicated childhood and adolescence like Ding Yitong or Lin Ying'er, nor has she experienced family changes. Her growth experience is more like an ordinary person.
Although she was born in a scholarly family, Zirou did not cultivate her as a lady when she was a child. Whether it was poetry or calligraphy, it was Zirou's own interests spontaneously developed in her childhood.
She was very active in childhood and climbed through the attic of her home more than once. The ancient calligraphy, paintings and collections she found were treasured by her grandparents, opening a door to ancient art for her.
So since childhood, whether it is Tang poetry, Song poetry, or even the unpopular Yuan opera, it is very good for Zirou, and it has also made Zirou a treasure for various liberal arts teachers since childhood, and is regarded as a talented woman who has great potential when she grows up.
Zirou did not disappoint everyone's opinion. From childhood to adulthood, she perfectly became someone else's child. She had good academic performance and was well-behaved and quiet, and was the most standard template for a good student.
But Zirou did not develop an arrogant personality because of this. Whether it was her excellent daily liberal arts scores or her interests in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she developed her gentle and introverted personality.
But she was not sticking to the rules. In addition to these hobbies, she also fell in love with anime and csplay, which looked very rebellious in the family of scholars. The pretty girl in the animation exhibition has long been famous.
This is Zi Rou’s special feature. She is not the kind of fairy who is completely separated from the world, but she is more like the ordinary and gentle girl next door around everyone.
What Zirou is most extraordinary is her temperament and appearance.
The beauty is in the bones but not in the skin. Zirou has been beautiful from a young age. When she reached high school, she has long, straight hair, and her skin becomes whiter. With that clean and natural temperament, her pure and elegant facial features are like a pool of pure water, and she has the reputation of being a first love face in school.
Zi Rou, under this temperament, naturally became the favorite of boys in the school.
Especially for boys like me who have no previous experience in love and have vague expectations for love, in our eyes, Zirou is the hazy white moonlight, which satisfies all our beautiful expectations for our lovers. Zirou, who is so clear that she does not touch a trace of dust, is like a classical girl walking down from calligraphy and painting, representing a kind of purity and flawlessness that she longed for in her youth.
In addition, Zirou is a good-looking gifted student and looks gentle and elegant. It is precisely the elegant temperament of a high school girl that I long to have the elegant temperament of a high school girl that is revealed in Zirou. The flawless texture that only high school girls who are uninformed can be emitted from their bodies.
But girls like Zirou are exactly the type that boys from all walks of life are difficult to get close to.
Most of the time, Zirou follows a three-point and one-line life state. After school, she either goes to the library to borrow books or goes home to practice piano, and does not like to wander around.
Until the second year of high school, I was invited by my teacher to the radio station because of my gentle and sweet voice, and I only used part of my usual time to go to the radio station.
The boys in the school also tried to organize activities that hoped to attract the elegant goddess, such as singing K, script killing or dinner, especially singing K and dinner, and they all left with the goal of getting Zi Rou drunk.
Unfortunately, every time I encountered such an invitation, Zi Rou would smile Rouru, find various excuses to refuse, and then she still easily disappeared on the way to the library in her white school uniform.
Mystery and distance sometimes further increase the beauty. In the minds of all boys, Zirou further established a temperamental impression that is not as good as the world.
For most boys in this school, Zirou is a representative of purity and temperament.
But...except me.
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Campus Activity Week?
June is here, and when I heard this word, I realized that the annual campus activity week is coming.
Our school has always been well-known in the province and even in China because of its emphasis on morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor. Many students have been admitted to major prestigious schools because of their artistic expertise.
Because of this fine tradition, the school has also organized various clubs of all sizes to encourage everyone to develop their own interests, especially those who prefer art.
And in the second week of June every year, the college entrance examination just ends, which is the famous activity week.
The purpose of the activity week is to show the achievements of the club, and the other is to send the old to welcome the new.
Welcome to the new year is naturally to attract students from lower grades to actively sign up for various interest clubs, while sending off the old ones is because the college entrance examination is over. Nowadays, the second-year high school students are going to enter the third year of high school, so they naturally have no time to participate in various club activities. Therefore, it is also the time for the club to bid farewell to the second-year high school seniors through activities.
The activity week often lasts for a week. One day, the school’s sports halls and classrooms are booked and decorated by different clubs, and become stages with different characteristics. In the form of garden parties, the club’s achievements or performances are displayed in different places, as well as various exquisite guide maps and small gifts.
I also came from the lower grade. I know in my heart that for freshmen in lower grades, the biggest attraction of such an activity week is not a gift or souvenir.
There is only one possibility to attract lower grade boys to give up their day of playing basketball and games to participate in club days, which is to see their seniors.
When I was a junior high school student, I was taken by the big guys in my class and visited different classrooms and venues in the school. Looking at the seniors who were usually serious in school uniforms, wearing plain faces, putting on makeup, and changing into different clothes, the shocking feeling was indescribable.
In the eyes of junior high school boys, the senior high school sisters in high school are completely like gods. Their temperament is more mature and elegant than the young girls around them, as if a ray of warm and fresh sunshine shines into our youthful and ignorant view of sex.
Especially most of the senior high school seniors have begun to enter the stage of development. Whether it is the erect curve under the school uniform or the delicate and snow-white long legs, they all touched my desire for the mysterious and yearning for the girl's body at that time.
During the activity week, you can meet those who wear casual clothes, denim shorts, ballet tutus, and Hanfu. If you are lucky, you can also see various csplays in the animation club slightly exposed.
Every time I watch it, everyone has dry mouths and turns off the lights early when they go back at night. This makes people feel the attachment and throbbing of the adolescent boys hidden behind the mosquito net to the wonderful spring scenery of their senior sisters during the day.
Unexpectedly, this year we have become seniors who are going to be sent to the old age of high school.I subconsciously thought of Zi Rou immediately and looked up at her elegant back.
Peeping at Zi Rou's back in class was once my greatest source of happiness.
Zirou has always been the most obedient person in the class. She always only wears school uniforms and even has school uniforms and rarely wears casual clothes.
Our school has two sets of school uniforms. Sportswear is particularly good at showing off its figure because it is tight and has become an internet celebrity style.
Another more gentle set of people is a white top and a gray-black skirt.
If it is Yitong or Xiaoxi, from the perspective of feasting eyes, everyone prefers to encounter when they wear tight sportswear in physical education classes.
But Zirou, I prefer when she wears a white top and a gray skirt.
Especially the white school uniform top, because of the fabric, it has a faint sense of transparency. When the light is good, you can see the girl's white vest or underwear strap under the school uniform.
For boys of my age, the most deadly thing is this looming feeling.
Especially Zirou, a good student who is as pure as pure water, does not touch the fireworks of the world. Whenever she imagines her underwear under her school uniform, she makes people feel excited and her heart is thrilled.
Especially at Zi Rou's birthday party, I have completely blended with this flawless girl with unreserved spirit and flesh.
But this year's event week, how will Zirou end her club career?
Zirou is also a group-square treasure for several clubs.
Not to mention the Hanfu Club, the junior brothers and sisters in the entire club regard Zirou as the fairy sister. The presidents and members of the same class as Zirou are grateful from the bottom of their hearts because of Zirou's existence. Every year, the club recruits newcomers can attract many newcomers. When Zirou has an elegant temperament and Hanfu matches it, it is a fairy reappearing in the world. The fairy spirit is floating, and it is the living sign of the entire Hanfu Club.
Although there are many beauties in the animation club, Zi Rou is also very important.
Although Zirou does not participate in the csplay role, she will wear a JK suit every time she goes to the anime club. Zirou, who has slender legs, has completely highlighted the salty and sweet temperament of a high school girl, and even has some indescribable temptation, which has attracted a lot of popularity for the anime club.
In the end, Zirou was also the president of the school’s poetry club.
Zirou is determined to strengthen the school's poetry culture. Although the perverts also covet the president's beauty, if you want to see Zirou wearing Hanfu, you can go to the Hanfu Club, and if you want to see Zirou wearing JK, you can go to the animation club. On the contrary, the poetry club has some certain threshold for literary literacy. Although Zirou's number of people has increased significantly in the past few years as president, it is still lukewarm.
So everyone bet that Zi Rou is the highlight of the old performance this year, and she will definitely focus on Hanfu Club or animation club. The tickets to several performances of Hanfu Club and Animation Club were stolen early.
Although Zirou and I have broken through the last boundary, when asked which stage Zirou will appear on this year, she just smiled slightly and raised her fingers to her lips.
Leave a suspense
Seeing the playful expression that Zi Rou, who was always cold on weekdays, showed in front of me, my heart had to jump a few more times.
The answer was revealed on the last day of the ticket grabbing, and everyone was shocked.
The Poetry Club announced that it would jointly hold an event week performance event with the Drama Club, integrating ancient and modern poetry into the drama performance. In this way, the originally boring poetry activities can be displayed with richer performances. For the same tepid drama club, it is naturally a plus for the beautiful goddess Zirou to be able to perform with a beautiful goddess.
The original ticket was tepid, and the drama club was completely empty on the last day. Moreover, this creative joint activity between the two clubs was the first time in the history of the school, and it became famous and popular.
I looked at Zirou, who was still calm in her expression. Everyone thought Zirou was a pretty good student on weekdays, but when she remembered the previous process of getting along, she had to sigh that Zirou's wisdom did not look so weak, but she hid a little bit of a girl's intelligence.
In the future, she will also be a self-contained girl.
There is about a week left before the activity week. I heard that Zirou started to practice with the drama club after class.
The art appreciation ability and motivation of boys in our school can be considered zero, but their appreciation ability of beauties is always online. After receiving this news, the theater club rehearsal venue, which has always been unpopular on weekdays, was once again crowded with boys who were taking photos and watching.
Zirou originally wanted to go to the library after rehearsal, and surrounded the crowd, which greatly affected Zirou's time and energy when she left. I could feel Zirou's troubles about this situation.
So one day finally couldn't help it and gently held Zirou's little hand while others were not paying attention.
What's the matter
Zi Rou turned her head, with a hint of shyness in her clear eyes.
Zirou has always had a pair of talking eyes. I held her hand at school, which made her feel a little difficult to face other classmates. Fortunately, the others did not notice the small movements between us.
That...why...why...I'll pick you up today?
Pick me up?
Zi Rou showed a little puzzled expression.
That... rehearsal... I pointed to the multi-functional building for rehearsal with my finger. OK Zirou showed a faint joyful smile and nodded. We usually finish rehearsals around eight o'clock, and it will take about 15 minutes to change clothes. You can come back at 20 o'clock, so you don't have to wait. After Zirou finished speaking this sentence in one breath, she tilted her head and showed a sly smile that was determined by one word, fresh and natural.
But I didn't come as time as Zirou said, because I was also curious about what Zirou's state and appearance was like during rehearsal.
Some students who participated in the rehearsal have spoiled the activities of the Poetry Club and the Drama Club. The first is modern poetry. Zirou will wear student costumes in the Republic of China and cooperate with a love scene in the Republic of China. The second is a costume scene. In this scene, Zirou heard that she would play the role of Wang Zhaojun, and there was also a scene of guzheng accompanying poetry recitation.
I have never seen Zi Rou wear a student uniform in the Republic of China, but Zhang Xi described Zi Rou as having a completely different temperament than ancient costumes, as if she was a beautiful woman like Leng Qingqiu in the TV series. Especially I heard that Zi Rou's slender waist and coordinated figure were also made of very beautiful by this dress.
Unfortunately, when I was over, because Teacher Su had taken two weeks of long vacation after swimming class, I was caught by Xie Kai, a Chinese teacher who was substituting class. I was scolded for a long sentence because of Chinese grades. When I finally got out and rushed to the rehearsal site, the first game was over and the second game was about to end.
But even so, I could see a stunning view from the afterglow.
Zi Rou, who was sitting in front of the guzheng, was wearing a blue-gray Hanfu with a breast-length glutinous dress. Compared to the pure white Hanfu on the street, this blue-gray Hanfu showed a bit of Zi Rou's restrained and elegant temperament. The exposed inches of skin on her chest reflected Zi Rou's delicate collarbone and pale complexion.
When Zi Rou's slender and fair fingers fell on the strings, her temperament was different from usual. As the strings were flowing out, a clear and flowing sound of mountains and rivers appeared on the strings, Zi Rou, wearing a gauze-like Hanfu, was as if she was in a fairy spirit, like a crescent moon, like a snowfall in flowers and trees. The clear and white girl's face looked elegant and graceful under the stage lights, with her eyebrows and eyes as picturesque, her beautiful and beautiful colors covering the present and the past, and the lotus was ashamed of her face.
I remembered that Teacher Su had teased me in the past and said that this was a poem by Li Bai to describe Xi Shi. One day I wanted to write a love letter to Zi Rou, which I could quote. Now I have to sigh that Teacher Su is really not bullying me. Zi Rou's appearance in Hanfu is really as beautiful as a beauty in ancient paintings.
After Zirou changed her clothes, I was still immersed in the elegant beauty she had just played the piano, and somehow a bold and exciting idea came out of my mind.
I didn't even wake up from my fantasy just now until she raised her hand and shook it in front of me.
Looking at me in a daze, Zi Rou burst out laughing.
Zi Rou, who changed back to the uniform of a high school student, also changed back to her usual appearance. She tied her long hair into a ponytail with a hairband, revealing her beautifully curved cheeks. She still had the same girlish feeling as a high school student when she smiled, and she was no longer the innocent and sturdy ancient costume beauty on the stage.
Are you in a hurry to go home? I want to go to the library and borrow a new book. It doesn’t matter if you want to go home first. No... It’s okay, I’ll go with you. OK.Thank you Xiaojie
We held hands and walked slowly towards the library along the school road at night.
This is the first time I held her hand in school. Zirou had never agreed to show her intimate side in front of others. Only on a quiet night can I hold her little hand and show my close relationship to the empty campus.
The school road at night has a sense of tranquility that erases the hustle and bustle of the day. Apart from the sound of insects, I even feel that the air is so quiet that I can hear Zirou's heartbeat.
Zirou and I are both not very talkative when we are alone. Now this kind of quietness makes both of us feel very comfortable.
Sometimes I turn my head and can see Zirou's skin wet with sweat in the hot summer.
Since then, I am like a carnivorous beast that has tasted the smell of blood, and I can't control myself from recalling the scene of that day and the pleasure of entering the fairyland after insertion.
At this moment, I was standing beside the beautiful school beauties that all the boys in the school looked up to. In the air, in addition to the faint fragrance of gardenia in the botanical garden, the faint fragrance of the girl on Zi Rou's body. You can feel that Zi Rou must be using the jasmine shower gel, which also exudes a light jasmine fragrance, which further highlights her snow-white and elegant temperament like jasmine.
But in my mind, the faint fragrance of this girl, Zi Rou's white school uniform wet from sweat, the hair stuck to her forehead, and the slight gasp.
I thought about the girl who was sitting in front of the strings of the piano, and her body was as pure as a fairy. If she took off her clothes, exposed her flawless body, pressed her on the bed, and saw the moist red wet by sweat appearing on a face that was so clear that it was hard to defile. What a wonderful feeling... Thinking of this, I felt that my lower body was slightly tight and I was about to break through my school uniform and pants.
I quickly slowed down to avoid the rapid friction between my cock and my underwear to bring about an even more uncontrollable shape.
Zirou saw that I slowed down and blocked her shoulder bag in front of her, and turned her head with concern. What's wrong... Are you feeling uncomfortable? No... It's okay, my stomach suddenly hurts a little
Ah, are you okay? Do you want me to accompany you to find a school doctor?
No, no...
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On the day of the event.
Zirou, are you feeling uncomfortable
The girl beside her asked with concern as she looked at Zi Rou, who was sweating slightly on her forehead.
Zirou shook her head, bit her lips tightly, and finally squeezed out a faint smile. It's okay... Maybe it was because of the fact that last night... I didn't sleep well. Zirou really didn't sleep well, but it was not because of the tension of the event day, but yesterday I was sobbing and forced to give her a secretly after she agreed.
There is a small pink toy inside, a set of underwear...
Because I heard that Zi Rou's passionate performance was probably the last time this Wenjing school beauty took to the stage. Today, an unprecedented crowd was ushered in front of the stage of the drama club. She simply removed all the original seats and replaced them with a stand, so that she could squeeze into more crowds.
Just when there was a lot of noise, suddenly, the whole audience became quiet.
Zirou was wearing a student outfit in the Republic of China and turned out from the backstage.At this moment, everyone in the audience suddenly remembered the stunning feeling of Yitong holding her breath when she appeared at the school anniversary party.
Zirou is really suitable for this look of a student outfit in the Republic of China.
The light blue student top, a line of oblique buttons, was slanted down from her collarbone to the right. I wonder if the designer deliberately cut the upper body's clothes tighter. Zi Rou, who is not very proud, was also highlighted by the pair of petite and cute chest curves, and the thin willow waist that made countless girls envious.
Zirou's lower body was a black over-knee skirt, with white velvet socks rolled around her ankles, and a small piece of her white calves with black flat-heeled leather shoes exposed.
For this look, Zirou combed her long black hair into two slender braids, and dangled forward on her shoulders, which set off her clear and beautiful appearance. She had a bit more girlish childishness than she usually had, and she had a bit of pure and weak feeling of innocence.
With Zi Rou's pretty temperament, this slightly classical and gentle look is really a complete student girl from the Republic of China, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.
Especially today's Zi Rou has a few more feelings in her temperament that makes people feel inexplicably affectionate.
Looking at the crowd in the audience, Zi Rou was not as calm and composed as she was in the rehearsal before, with a hint of panic and nervousness that was not easy to detect.
She quickly looked up at the male character who was playing the opposite scene on the other side. She was stunned when she saw that the male protagonist on the opposite side had actually changed to me.
It's a coincidence. Although I am also a member of the drama club, I was not the starring actor in this scene, but just a supporting role in a scene after Zi Rou ended.
But yesterday, the original male protagonist suddenly had diarrhea. Although he was cured today, his body was still a little weak and his complexion was even worse. Fortunately, the focus of this drama is Zirou, and the male protagonist is more of a series of connections and background boards.
After my slutty face and bleed in my wallet, I promised to invite the whole crew to dinner after the performance, the director team stomped their feet temporarily and asked me to make do with it.
I had never played a role with Zi Rou before, and they were stunned when they looked at each other.
Zi Rou was stunned, and naturally thought of many things. When she thought of her current state, she couldn't help but panic.
When I saw Zi Rou, I was stunned by the other party's amazing appearance today, but now I was on the stage, I quickly calmed down my breathing, tried to find a way to cut these scenes out of my mind, and quickly regained the feeling of the performance, but the hand inserted in my pocket couldn't help but turn off a small remote switch of the remote control switch.
At this moment, I seemed to hear the girl in front of me making a sound that was not easy to detect. Well... This sweet hum was like the sound of nature, and immediately motivated my emotions that I had finally suppressed again. I looked at Zi Rou, but found that even if the girl did not wear makeup, there was a little light blush on her face, which instead had the effect of applying light makeup.
Zirou was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she tried her best to resist the slight humming that was about to burst out from her throat.
She now understood that it was probably because Xiaojie knew that he was playing against him the next day, so he came up with that shameful bad idea.
My request was simple but Zirou felt it was hard to accept, but under my soft temper and sweet words, she still accepted it softly.
Under this dress of student in the Republic of China, Zi Rou's underwear was tightly wrapped with a vibrator, gently trembling and rubbing against her delicate and weak virgin vagina.
Zi Rou, who had just started to do things, could not resist such a violent stimulation from the most sensitive point of her body. The slight hum that she couldn't help but be so soft was the result of her strong control.
Fortunately, this vibrator did not tremble all the time, but just came here occasionally.
Zirou calmed down, adjusted her breathing, and tried to keep her attention from focusing on the smooth vibrator, but to work hard to return to the performance in front of her.
The plot of Zi Rou's performance today is not too complicated. In the first act, she plays more of an ordinary girl in a group drama, and she only needs to pretend to be a character who reads books or listens to classes from time to time.
But every time the characters stand and walk around, I can feel that the girl's breathing next to me is a little faster than usual, not like the gentleness and calmness that I am used to seeing big scenes in my daily life.
Every time I see Zi Rou's face sideways, I can't help but feel a little moved.
Unlike Shiya's beauty, Zirou's beauty has a fresh and refined feeling. Especially when she looks at Zirou on the side, her snow-white and flawless cheeks always have a simple and elegant atmosphere that only a student girl can have, and she is charming.
The other boys in the audience were even more moved. Once Zi Rou was involved in the plot, her expression became focused. Even when she was playing the girl reading a book on the stage, her clear water-like eyes were focused and devoted, and there was a kind of bookish clear air emanating from her.
But under the gaze of everyone, Zi Rou felt the vibrator under her skirt tremble slightly inappropriately. She couldn't help but glance at me secretly from the corner of her eyes and then looked at the crowd below the audience.
She knew that this thing had a remote control, but she didn't expect that the young man who was acting against her was so bold that he pressed the switch from time to time on the stage to stimulate her sensitive parts to tease her.
The audience was filled with people. Zirou found countless pairs of eyes full of passionate desires projecting on her, and became even more panicked and nervous.
With this nervousness, she couldn't help but want to clamp her legs. With this clip, the round oval toy seemed to be tighter into the mouth of her delicate girl's vagina, and touched the inner layer of cherry lips that was stimulated to be full and bloodshot. The smooth toy seemed to rub the sensitive lips quickly with a buzzing frequency that only Zi Rou could feel. An explosive dizziness rushed to Zi Rou's head instantly.
If it weren't for the performance stage at this moment, Zi Rou would just stretch out her hand to grab the trembling and smooth vibrator from the mouth of the hole that was extremely sensitive and itchy. But now under the gaze of me, countless classmates and teachers, she could only bit her lips and sit up straight. With the trembling feeling, she felt as if the nerves below her waist were quickly melted by the pleasure, and she couldn't help but want to sit down.
Fortunately, when the next scene required her to stand up, the vibrator stopped beating in time. Although she felt her legs were weak, Zirou still barely stood up with her hands on the table.
So cute...
The audience below was filled with praise.
Zi Rou was not outstanding in height. When she stood up from the stool, she supported the table with her palms, clamped her legs inward, her chest swayed very slightly, and her eyes looked forward, and this action showed a bit of cute girlishness.
I couldn't help looking at Zi Rou again, feeling that Zi Rou's skin seemed to be pinker than before, and even a slight sweat beads of sweat appeared on the ends of her forehead, showing a bit of beauty that was different from usual.
I couldn't help swallowing... Zirou didn't care about my hot eyes, and even got angry. She was now all her attention was on the stimulating smooth toy between her legs from time to time.
Her heartbeats very fast, and she must adjust her posture at all times. On the one hand, she didn't want the vibrator to have too much contact with her sensitive honey lips, creating waves of irresistible waves of pleasure. But on the other hand, every time she felt the smooth vibrator seemed to slide out of the hole, she couldn't help but clamp her legs and tried to squeeze the vibrator that had slipped out of her vagina back.
This nervousness of worrying about gains and losses made her heart beat faster.
The accelerated heartbeat further turned the pleasure hidden in the acupoint into a more stimulating current, hitting her fragile nerves one by one like a siege hammer.
The plot on the stage progressed very quickly, and slowly Zi Rou's role as the heroine also regained her role. She played Lin Huiyin and needed to read a long modern poem. She just read the first sentence. You are April in the world. I felt that the vibrator that had not moved for a long time trembled violently again, and the strength was stronger than just now.
She had to stop, hold her breath, press her hand on the book, and even grabbed the pages, and scratched her nails into the cover of the book. She felt that the purest girl's vagina was spreading to her waist with a slight pain and numbness. A heat flow kept rushing straight to her head from her waist, making her head begin to blank.
This scene was originally a long poem for the woman to recite. Zi Rou only read one sentence and put down the book, bit her lips tightly, and looked into the distance again.
Instead, it had an unprecedented dramatic effect. The teachers of the drama club in the audience sighed in their hearts that Zi Rou is really a rare drama genius, and she is actually silent and sound at this moment.
The boys in the audience were also shocked by the long blankness after Zi Rou finished reading a poem.
The audience suddenly became silent. At this moment, she was wearing a beautiful Republic of China student uniform on the stage, as if she was really Lin Huiyin who came back to life. The cold look at all after a poem brought a kind of talented woman who was willing to bow down under her skirt.
But who would have thought that under the skirt of the talented woman, in her virgin forbidden land as holy as a holy land, a naughty vibrator was constantly stimulating the talented woman's sensitive and fragile erotic nerves, delicately controlling the rhythm that made Zi Rou's desire constantly be pulled up.
The acting is so similar... it no longer looks like a high school student, but a real actor... There is finally a boy whispering below, and the other boys next to him also echoed softly. This temperament is too strong... It feels like the actors on TV are just so... It is worthy of being our school beauties. I feel that Zi Rou is particularly feminine today... The voice is also nice, it is worthy of being a radio station, it is so nice when chanting poetry, and her ears are pregnant... Zi Rou on the stage perfectly meets the preferences of most people present. Not only has bright eyes and solid teeth, a graceful and elegant appearance, but also has a shy and intellectual personality and talent raised by poetry and books, plus the perfect and immaculate virgin body in their eyes that has not been stained by anyone.
Especially today, Wen Zirou is wearing a particularly girlish student outfit in the Republic of China, and is combed with an extra pure and childish braid... But Zirou on the stage is now eroded by waves of pleasure. The trembling vibrator is gently rubbing against the pure and tender petals that have never been visited by visitors, as if she wants to taste the childish and shy feeling of this pretty girl.
After reading a poem, the following paragraph ushers in the emotional scene in the plot, and she needs to look directly at me as the male protagonist.
Zirou held her hands and fell on her lower abdomen. If she was a more careful person, it would be obvious that Zirou was holding her hands tightly at this moment, and she was almost holding blue veins.
I naturally put my hands on Zirou's shoulders and looked straight into Zirou's eyes.
Zirou's shoulders were not wide. When I put them on, I felt a weak and boneless feeling, which made me tremble slightly, and my eyes naturally met the girl in front of me.
I looked at the girl in front of me again and found that Zi Rou's whole body was trembling slightly. Standing at such a close distance, I could see the flush on the girl's face and her breathing became rapid. Zi Rou's eyes also showed an indescribable feeling, as if it was the mist rising from the lake. It was no longer like the elegant girl on weekdays, but there was a bit of urging lust surging on her face... I couldn't help swallowing. For men, there was anything better than the surging lust of a pure girl, and this extremely contrasting feeling.
As the director of all this today, if it weren't for such a public performance, I could not help but want to put the girl in front of me on the spot, taste the perfect body of the flawless body under this Republic of China student dress, the slender chopstick legs, the slender willow waist, and the broken baby muscles... The stimulation brought by standing in front of everyone's eyes is far greater than the feeling of fantasizing on the bed. I felt that my lower body was about to explode. In order not to appear in front of everyone, I had to change the script, turn my back to the audience, and hug the heroine Zirou in my arms in advance.
Fortunately, this scene ended after the male protagonist hugged the female protagonist, and it quickly ended in the curtain and light. I hugged Zi Rou tightly, and my hard cock pressed against her soft and flat belly, while Zi Rou buried her head in my chest, making a breath that only the two of us could hear.
During the brief rest of the scene, Zi Rou couldn't help sitting down again, clamping the vibrator that was constantly shaking with her legs.
At this moment, I was the only one who was still by Zi Rou's side. The power of the vibrator was obviously adjusted stronger than before, making a very high-frequency buzzing sound, which sounded like bees collecting honey, like insects flying, but what was picked was the mellow nectar that kept oozing out of Zi Rou's virgin pussy.
Taking advantage of this break, Zirou quickly turned off the headset.
At this moment, the elegant girl's breathing became more and more rapid, and her face became more flushed. I looked at her frowning slightly, holding her forehead, and holding her hands on her lower body. Others would not have imagined that under the girl's Republic of China student's suit, the door of the girl's chastity had been opened, and the virgin honey flesh was involuntarily shrinking and clamping, as if she wanted to put the smooth and hot vibrator inside, and touching her buds that had been teased and itchy deeper.
But the rest was short, and the next scene quickly opened. Zi Rou felt the strength of the vibrator slightly lighter. She decided to grit her teeth and endure the last scene, and then quickly take out this demonic thing from her lower body.
The next big play is about the heroine himself. Zi Rou needs to show her emotional changes under the feelings of her family and country. Zi Rou needs to read a large modern poem to mourn her brother's sacrifice in the war as the heroine.
Zi Rou Khan read the first sentence and found that the prank-like vibrator was increased again.
Because it was Zi Rou's one-man show and there were no other characters around her, the strength of the vibrator this time was obviously more unruly.
The numbness and itchiness made Zirou unable to help pinch her snow-white legs again, but this clamping unconsciously made the vibrator go deeper.
The original girl's honey lips were congested and swollen during the high-frequency friction, drilling and tremor of the vibrator for half an hour, and also increased the area of contact with the vibrator. Now, it squeezed deeper, squeezing more sensitive tender flesh and nerve points in the vibrator's cavity wall that had never been touched by foreign objects.
Zirou was often laughed by her classmates as having tears incontinence, and her tears were very shallow, and she could easily make her tears flow by touching movies and books, as if she was a girl made of water, and her body was as watery and full as other parts of her body.
Under such strong stimulation, Zi Rou felt that nectar was constantly oozing out of her entire buds, completely wetting her underwear like the morning rain.
Who could imagine that under her pure student uniform was a white underwear that was so wet and almost transformed into transparent by lustful water. If you bent down on the girl's legs, you would definitely hear the faint vibration, see the water droplets on the inside of the girl's thighs, and feel her slightly trembling body.
But everyone in the audience could feel Zi Rou's emotional fluctuations on the stage.
During the rehearsal, the director asked Zi Rou to show her sadness appropriately, and she didn't need to really perform the real feeling of losing her loved ones in the movie.
But Zi Rou grabbed the collection of poems in her hand tightly, gritted her teeth, and her body trembled slightly. Every time she read a poem, she felt that she had put a lot of effort into it.
This... cold... simple... heroic... is a poem about the times... After reading this sentence, Zirou stopped and her breathing became more rapid, and tears seemed to be pouring out of her eyes.
The tremor of the vibrator in Zirou's hole was no longer the initial slight and itchy feeling, but turned into a spasm with pain, spreading rapidly into her entire sensitive valley like fire, giving her a sense of shame that seemed to be invading and inserting.
Especially when standing in front of so many people, her lower body was invaded by such foreign objects, as if she was being humiliated by everyone in public. These are spectators, all evil people waiting to invade her body... Zi Rou feels that she is no longer the goddess admired by everyone and regarded as pure and flawless, but in these waves of pleasure, as long as she can't help but hum, she will become an animal that everyone regards as estrus... Must hold it back... Zi Rou keeps trying to resist these waves of pleasure in her mindAttack, you must not let out even a moan in front of so many people in the audience. You must maintain your pure image... But the pleasure from the rapid friction of all sensitive nerves from the hole is too strong and hot. Zi Rou felt that the pleasure was about to burn and melt her entire honey lips. The numbness and itchy feeling made the nerves from her waist to her spine explode quickly. In order to endure these waves of pleasure, she could only bit her lips tightly and let her tears slide down from the corners of her eyes.
Crying so realistically...
Below, whispering again
I didn’t expect that Goddess Zirou felt like crying…
This way of crying is too tempting... I didn't cry out loud, I just bit my lips and shed tears. When you say this... I immediately felt the picture. Zi Rou also felt the abnormal movements off the stage, but she no longer cared about it now. She felt the vibrator in her body, and was launching a general attack with the plot on the stage.
The vibrator was trying all kinds of ways to ravage the tenderest and wet fragile lip of the girl's body, and using the mucosa on the inner side of the virgin cavity wall, he tried to slide and explore inward. No...No. Zirou knew that the vibrator must be blocked outside the deeper flower hole. She tried to clamp her legs again, so that the petal lip would close as much as possible to resist the attack of the vibrator, which felt like the pulsating glans.
But this made the vibrator come into contact with the already congested bud clitoris at the hole again, and just gently rubbed it, Zi Rou couldn't help but let out a hum like crying. Ah... Fortunately, this sentence happened to be an exclamation paragraph in the poem, and no one was surprised.
The boys in the audience who just sighed that Zi Rou had a painful expression when she cried and had a broken place, started to discuss again. How about the fuck... The school beauty also gave me a feeling of panting... Don't say... I also felt like this... I felt that my eardrums were about to be slim... And Zi Rou on the stage at this moment didn't care about the whispers below the audience. The powerful waves of pleasure and the pleasant current were constantly accumulating on the girl's most sensitive vibrator's hole and clitoral buds, which was flirting wildly, accumulating the pleasure of the girl's body becoming more and more explosive.
Zirou felt that her snow-white skin had been infected with this hot and violently, and the depth of her virgin's sensitive vagina seemed to be a reservoir that was constantly enduring and suppressing.
I have always been regarded as a girl with both talent and virtue. I never thought that one day, standing in front of so many of my classmates and teachers, in public, I felt that the desires that make people feel ashamed and humble in my body were constantly overflowing, completely out of my own control. I was like the most primitive animal, and I just wanted to open the door to those invaders as soon as possible, accept the roughest ravages in exchange for greater pleasure.
The literary goddess who was still as elegant as water on her face was still completely dominated by the pleasure of sexual desire. The pride and superiority of all good students had been completely stripped away at this moment, leaving only a living body tortured by lust, longing for more pleasure to break through the valve a little distance from the peak. If it weren't on the stage, any man could easily occupy the beautiful and pure body of the girl.
Zirou could no longer stand firm on the stage. The poetry collection slid on the ground. She collapsed in her position and lay on the table set up by the prop set, trying to cover up the uncontrollable moan with the amplified cry.
Um... Um... Um... Um... Don't... Why... Zi Rou can no longer tell whether she was on the stage or on the bed that was ravaged by Xiaojie. Only the vibrator with the tremor speed reached the strongest level in her mind, which stimulated her tender pussy like an earthquake, completely igniting the fireworks all over her body. All the moral heart and shame pushed this pleasure to a climax. Zi Rou's whole body was tense, and the gate in her body that had endured for a day was pushed to the peak of bliss in an instant. As Zi Rou cried bitterly and the trembling and convulsed all over her body, she was completely released.
No one noticed the beautiful girl, sitting on a stool, crying while trembling all over, and liquid seemed to flow down from her student skirt, wetting the white stockings.
Wen Zirou has never had a complicated childhood and adolescence like Ding Yitong or Lin Ying'er, nor has she experienced family changes. Her growth experience is more like an ordinary person.
Although she was born in a scholarly family, Zirou did not cultivate her as a lady when she was a child. Whether it was poetry or calligraphy, it was Zirou's own interests spontaneously developed in her childhood.
She was very active in childhood and climbed through the attic of her home more than once. The ancient calligraphy, paintings and collections she found were treasured by her grandparents, opening a door to ancient art for her.
So since childhood, whether it is Tang poetry, Song poetry, or even the unpopular Yuan opera, it is very good for Zirou, and it has also made Zirou a treasure for various liberal arts teachers since childhood, and is regarded as a talented woman who has great potential when she grows up.
Zirou did not disappoint everyone's opinion. From childhood to adulthood, she perfectly became someone else's child. She had good academic performance and was well-behaved and quiet, and was the most standard template for a good student.
But Zirou did not develop an arrogant personality because of this. Whether it was her excellent daily liberal arts scores or her interests in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she developed her gentle and introverted personality.
But she was not sticking to the rules. In addition to these hobbies, she also fell in love with anime and csplay, which looked very rebellious in the family of scholars. The pretty girl in the animation exhibition has long been famous.
This is Zi Rou’s special feature. She is not the kind of fairy who is completely separated from the world, but she is more like the ordinary and gentle girl next door around everyone.
What Zirou is most extraordinary is her temperament and appearance.
The beauty is in the bones but not in the skin. Zirou has been beautiful from a young age. When she reached high school, she has long, straight hair, and her skin becomes whiter. With that clean and natural temperament, her pure and elegant facial features are like a pool of pure water, and she has the reputation of being a first love face in school.
Zi Rou, under this temperament, naturally became the favorite of boys in the school.
Especially for boys like me who have no previous experience in love and have vague expectations for love, in our eyes, Zirou is the hazy white moonlight, which satisfies all our beautiful expectations for our lovers. Zirou, who is so clear that she does not touch a trace of dust, is like a classical girl walking down from calligraphy and painting, representing a kind of purity and flawlessness that she longed for in her youth.
In addition, Zirou is a good-looking gifted student and looks gentle and elegant. It is precisely the elegant temperament of a high school girl that I long to have the elegant temperament of a high school girl that is revealed in Zirou. The flawless texture that only high school girls who are uninformed can be emitted from their bodies.
But girls like Zirou are exactly the type that boys from all walks of life are difficult to get close to.
Most of the time, Zirou follows a three-point and one-line life state. After school, she either goes to the library to borrow books or goes home to practice piano, and does not like to wander around.
Until the second year of high school, I was invited by my teacher to the radio station because of my gentle and sweet voice, and I only used part of my usual time to go to the radio station.
The boys in the school also tried to organize activities that hoped to attract the elegant goddess, such as singing K, script killing or dinner, especially singing K and dinner, and they all left with the goal of getting Zi Rou drunk.
Unfortunately, every time I encountered such an invitation, Zi Rou would smile Rouru, find various excuses to refuse, and then she still easily disappeared on the way to the library in her white school uniform.
Mystery and distance sometimes further increase the beauty. In the minds of all boys, Zirou further established a temperamental impression that is not as good as the world.
For most boys in this school, Zirou is a representative of purity and temperament.
But...except me.
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Campus Activity Week?
June is here, and when I heard this word, I realized that the annual campus activity week is coming.
Our school has always been well-known in the province and even in China because of its emphasis on morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor. Many students have been admitted to major prestigious schools because of their artistic expertise.
Because of this fine tradition, the school has also organized various clubs of all sizes to encourage everyone to develop their own interests, especially those who prefer art.
And in the second week of June every year, the college entrance examination just ends, which is the famous activity week.
The purpose of the activity week is to show the achievements of the club, and the other is to send the old to welcome the new.
Welcome to the new year is naturally to attract students from lower grades to actively sign up for various interest clubs, while sending off the old ones is because the college entrance examination is over. Nowadays, the second-year high school students are going to enter the third year of high school, so they naturally have no time to participate in various club activities. Therefore, it is also the time for the club to bid farewell to the second-year high school seniors through activities.
The activity week often lasts for a week. One day, the school’s sports halls and classrooms are booked and decorated by different clubs, and become stages with different characteristics. In the form of garden parties, the club’s achievements or performances are displayed in different places, as well as various exquisite guide maps and small gifts.
I also came from the lower grade. I know in my heart that for freshmen in lower grades, the biggest attraction of such an activity week is not a gift or souvenir.
There is only one possibility to attract lower grade boys to give up their day of playing basketball and games to participate in club days, which is to see their seniors.
When I was a junior high school student, I was taken by the big guys in my class and visited different classrooms and venues in the school. Looking at the seniors who were usually serious in school uniforms, wearing plain faces, putting on makeup, and changing into different clothes, the shocking feeling was indescribable.
In the eyes of junior high school boys, the senior high school sisters in high school are completely like gods. Their temperament is more mature and elegant than the young girls around them, as if a ray of warm and fresh sunshine shines into our youthful and ignorant view of sex.
Especially most of the senior high school seniors have begun to enter the stage of development. Whether it is the erect curve under the school uniform or the delicate and snow-white long legs, they all touched my desire for the mysterious and yearning for the girl's body at that time.
During the activity week, you can meet those who wear casual clothes, denim shorts, ballet tutus, and Hanfu. If you are lucky, you can also see various csplays in the animation club slightly exposed.
Every time I watch it, everyone has dry mouths and turns off the lights early when they go back at night. This makes people feel the attachment and throbbing of the adolescent boys hidden behind the mosquito net to the wonderful spring scenery of their senior sisters during the day.
Unexpectedly, this year we have become seniors who are going to be sent to the old age of high school.I subconsciously thought of Zi Rou immediately and looked up at her elegant back.
Peeping at Zi Rou's back in class was once my greatest source of happiness.
Zirou has always been the most obedient person in the class. She always only wears school uniforms and even has school uniforms and rarely wears casual clothes.
Our school has two sets of school uniforms. Sportswear is particularly good at showing off its figure because it is tight and has become an internet celebrity style.
Another more gentle set of people is a white top and a gray-black skirt.
If it is Yitong or Xiaoxi, from the perspective of feasting eyes, everyone prefers to encounter when they wear tight sportswear in physical education classes.
But Zirou, I prefer when she wears a white top and a gray skirt.
Especially the white school uniform top, because of the fabric, it has a faint sense of transparency. When the light is good, you can see the girl's white vest or underwear strap under the school uniform.
For boys of my age, the most deadly thing is this looming feeling.
Especially Zirou, a good student who is as pure as pure water, does not touch the fireworks of the world. Whenever she imagines her underwear under her school uniform, she makes people feel excited and her heart is thrilled.
Especially at Zi Rou's birthday party, I have completely blended with this flawless girl with unreserved spirit and flesh.
But this year's event week, how will Zirou end her club career?
Zirou is also a group-square treasure for several clubs.
Not to mention the Hanfu Club, the junior brothers and sisters in the entire club regard Zirou as the fairy sister. The presidents and members of the same class as Zirou are grateful from the bottom of their hearts because of Zirou's existence. Every year, the club recruits newcomers can attract many newcomers. When Zirou has an elegant temperament and Hanfu matches it, it is a fairy reappearing in the world. The fairy spirit is floating, and it is the living sign of the entire Hanfu Club.
Although there are many beauties in the animation club, Zi Rou is also very important.
Although Zirou does not participate in the csplay role, she will wear a JK suit every time she goes to the anime club. Zirou, who has slender legs, has completely highlighted the salty and sweet temperament of a high school girl, and even has some indescribable temptation, which has attracted a lot of popularity for the anime club.
In the end, Zirou was also the president of the school’s poetry club.
Zirou is determined to strengthen the school's poetry culture. Although the perverts also covet the president's beauty, if you want to see Zirou wearing Hanfu, you can go to the Hanfu Club, and if you want to see Zirou wearing JK, you can go to the animation club. On the contrary, the poetry club has some certain threshold for literary literacy. Although Zirou's number of people has increased significantly in the past few years as president, it is still lukewarm.
So everyone bet that Zi Rou is the highlight of the old performance this year, and she will definitely focus on Hanfu Club or animation club. The tickets to several performances of Hanfu Club and Animation Club were stolen early.
Although Zirou and I have broken through the last boundary, when asked which stage Zirou will appear on this year, she just smiled slightly and raised her fingers to her lips.
Leave a suspense
Seeing the playful expression that Zi Rou, who was always cold on weekdays, showed in front of me, my heart had to jump a few more times.
The answer was revealed on the last day of the ticket grabbing, and everyone was shocked.
The Poetry Club announced that it would jointly hold an event week performance event with the Drama Club, integrating ancient and modern poetry into the drama performance. In this way, the originally boring poetry activities can be displayed with richer performances. For the same tepid drama club, it is naturally a plus for the beautiful goddess Zirou to be able to perform with a beautiful goddess.
The original ticket was tepid, and the drama club was completely empty on the last day. Moreover, this creative joint activity between the two clubs was the first time in the history of the school, and it became famous and popular.
I looked at Zirou, who was still calm in her expression. Everyone thought Zirou was a pretty good student on weekdays, but when she remembered the previous process of getting along, she had to sigh that Zirou's wisdom did not look so weak, but she hid a little bit of a girl's intelligence.
In the future, she will also be a self-contained girl.
There is about a week left before the activity week. I heard that Zirou started to practice with the drama club after class.
The art appreciation ability and motivation of boys in our school can be considered zero, but their appreciation ability of beauties is always online. After receiving this news, the theater club rehearsal venue, which has always been unpopular on weekdays, was once again crowded with boys who were taking photos and watching.
Zirou originally wanted to go to the library after rehearsal, and surrounded the crowd, which greatly affected Zirou's time and energy when she left. I could feel Zirou's troubles about this situation.
So one day finally couldn't help it and gently held Zirou's little hand while others were not paying attention.
What's the matter
Zi Rou turned her head, with a hint of shyness in her clear eyes.
Zirou has always had a pair of talking eyes. I held her hand at school, which made her feel a little difficult to face other classmates. Fortunately, the others did not notice the small movements between us.
That...why...why...I'll pick you up today?
Pick me up?
Zi Rou showed a little puzzled expression.
That... rehearsal... I pointed to the multi-functional building for rehearsal with my finger. OK Zirou showed a faint joyful smile and nodded. We usually finish rehearsals around eight o'clock, and it will take about 15 minutes to change clothes. You can come back at 20 o'clock, so you don't have to wait. After Zirou finished speaking this sentence in one breath, she tilted her head and showed a sly smile that was determined by one word, fresh and natural.
But I didn't come as time as Zirou said, because I was also curious about what Zirou's state and appearance was like during rehearsal.
Some students who participated in the rehearsal have spoiled the activities of the Poetry Club and the Drama Club. The first is modern poetry. Zirou will wear student costumes in the Republic of China and cooperate with a love scene in the Republic of China. The second is a costume scene. In this scene, Zirou heard that she would play the role of Wang Zhaojun, and there was also a scene of guzheng accompanying poetry recitation.
I have never seen Zi Rou wear a student uniform in the Republic of China, but Zhang Xi described Zi Rou as having a completely different temperament than ancient costumes, as if she was a beautiful woman like Leng Qingqiu in the TV series. Especially I heard that Zi Rou's slender waist and coordinated figure were also made of very beautiful by this dress.
Unfortunately, when I was over, because Teacher Su had taken two weeks of long vacation after swimming class, I was caught by Xie Kai, a Chinese teacher who was substituting class. I was scolded for a long sentence because of Chinese grades. When I finally got out and rushed to the rehearsal site, the first game was over and the second game was about to end.
But even so, I could see a stunning view from the afterglow.
Zi Rou, who was sitting in front of the guzheng, was wearing a blue-gray Hanfu with a breast-length glutinous dress. Compared to the pure white Hanfu on the street, this blue-gray Hanfu showed a bit of Zi Rou's restrained and elegant temperament. The exposed inches of skin on her chest reflected Zi Rou's delicate collarbone and pale complexion.
When Zi Rou's slender and fair fingers fell on the strings, her temperament was different from usual. As the strings were flowing out, a clear and flowing sound of mountains and rivers appeared on the strings, Zi Rou, wearing a gauze-like Hanfu, was as if she was in a fairy spirit, like a crescent moon, like a snowfall in flowers and trees. The clear and white girl's face looked elegant and graceful under the stage lights, with her eyebrows and eyes as picturesque, her beautiful and beautiful colors covering the present and the past, and the lotus was ashamed of her face.
I remembered that Teacher Su had teased me in the past and said that this was a poem by Li Bai to describe Xi Shi. One day I wanted to write a love letter to Zi Rou, which I could quote. Now I have to sigh that Teacher Su is really not bullying me. Zi Rou's appearance in Hanfu is really as beautiful as a beauty in ancient paintings.
After Zirou changed her clothes, I was still immersed in the elegant beauty she had just played the piano, and somehow a bold and exciting idea came out of my mind.
I didn't even wake up from my fantasy just now until she raised her hand and shook it in front of me.
Looking at me in a daze, Zi Rou burst out laughing.
Zi Rou, who changed back to the uniform of a high school student, also changed back to her usual appearance. She tied her long hair into a ponytail with a hairband, revealing her beautifully curved cheeks. She still had the same girlish feeling as a high school student when she smiled, and she was no longer the innocent and sturdy ancient costume beauty on the stage.
Are you in a hurry to go home? I want to go to the library and borrow a new book. It doesn’t matter if you want to go home first. No... It’s okay, I’ll go with you. OK.Thank you Xiaojie
We held hands and walked slowly towards the library along the school road at night.
This is the first time I held her hand in school. Zirou had never agreed to show her intimate side in front of others. Only on a quiet night can I hold her little hand and show my close relationship to the empty campus.
The school road at night has a sense of tranquility that erases the hustle and bustle of the day. Apart from the sound of insects, I even feel that the air is so quiet that I can hear Zirou's heartbeat.
Zirou and I are both not very talkative when we are alone. Now this kind of quietness makes both of us feel very comfortable.
Sometimes I turn my head and can see Zirou's skin wet with sweat in the hot summer.
Since then, I am like a carnivorous beast that has tasted the smell of blood, and I can't control myself from recalling the scene of that day and the pleasure of entering the fairyland after insertion.
At this moment, I was standing beside the beautiful school beauties that all the boys in the school looked up to. In the air, in addition to the faint fragrance of gardenia in the botanical garden, the faint fragrance of the girl on Zi Rou's body. You can feel that Zi Rou must be using the jasmine shower gel, which also exudes a light jasmine fragrance, which further highlights her snow-white and elegant temperament like jasmine.
But in my mind, the faint fragrance of this girl, Zi Rou's white school uniform wet from sweat, the hair stuck to her forehead, and the slight gasp.
I thought about the girl who was sitting in front of the strings of the piano, and her body was as pure as a fairy. If she took off her clothes, exposed her flawless body, pressed her on the bed, and saw the moist red wet by sweat appearing on a face that was so clear that it was hard to defile. What a wonderful feeling... Thinking of this, I felt that my lower body was slightly tight and I was about to break through my school uniform and pants.
I quickly slowed down to avoid the rapid friction between my cock and my underwear to bring about an even more uncontrollable shape.
Zirou saw that I slowed down and blocked her shoulder bag in front of her, and turned her head with concern. What's wrong... Are you feeling uncomfortable? No... It's okay, my stomach suddenly hurts a little
Ah, are you okay? Do you want me to accompany you to find a school doctor?
No, no...
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On the day of the event.
Zirou, are you feeling uncomfortable
The girl beside her asked with concern as she looked at Zi Rou, who was sweating slightly on her forehead.
Zirou shook her head, bit her lips tightly, and finally squeezed out a faint smile. It's okay... Maybe it was because of the fact that last night... I didn't sleep well. Zirou really didn't sleep well, but it was not because of the tension of the event day, but yesterday I was sobbing and forced to give her a secretly after she agreed.
There is a small pink toy inside, a set of underwear...
Because I heard that Zi Rou's passionate performance was probably the last time this Wenjing school beauty took to the stage. Today, an unprecedented crowd was ushered in front of the stage of the drama club. She simply removed all the original seats and replaced them with a stand, so that she could squeeze into more crowds.
Just when there was a lot of noise, suddenly, the whole audience became quiet.
Zirou was wearing a student outfit in the Republic of China and turned out from the backstage.At this moment, everyone in the audience suddenly remembered the stunning feeling of Yitong holding her breath when she appeared at the school anniversary party.
Zirou is really suitable for this look of a student outfit in the Republic of China.
The light blue student top, a line of oblique buttons, was slanted down from her collarbone to the right. I wonder if the designer deliberately cut the upper body's clothes tighter. Zi Rou, who is not very proud, was also highlighted by the pair of petite and cute chest curves, and the thin willow waist that made countless girls envious.
Zirou's lower body was a black over-knee skirt, with white velvet socks rolled around her ankles, and a small piece of her white calves with black flat-heeled leather shoes exposed.
For this look, Zirou combed her long black hair into two slender braids, and dangled forward on her shoulders, which set off her clear and beautiful appearance. She had a bit more girlish childishness than she usually had, and she had a bit of pure and weak feeling of innocence.
With Zi Rou's pretty temperament, this slightly classical and gentle look is really a complete student girl from the Republic of China, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.
Especially today's Zi Rou has a few more feelings in her temperament that makes people feel inexplicably affectionate.
Looking at the crowd in the audience, Zi Rou was not as calm and composed as she was in the rehearsal before, with a hint of panic and nervousness that was not easy to detect.
She quickly looked up at the male character who was playing the opposite scene on the other side. She was stunned when she saw that the male protagonist on the opposite side had actually changed to me.
It's a coincidence. Although I am also a member of the drama club, I was not the starring actor in this scene, but just a supporting role in a scene after Zi Rou ended.
But yesterday, the original male protagonist suddenly had diarrhea. Although he was cured today, his body was still a little weak and his complexion was even worse. Fortunately, the focus of this drama is Zirou, and the male protagonist is more of a series of connections and background boards.
After my slutty face and bleed in my wallet, I promised to invite the whole crew to dinner after the performance, the director team stomped their feet temporarily and asked me to make do with it.
I had never played a role with Zi Rou before, and they were stunned when they looked at each other.
Zi Rou was stunned, and naturally thought of many things. When she thought of her current state, she couldn't help but panic.
When I saw Zi Rou, I was stunned by the other party's amazing appearance today, but now I was on the stage, I quickly calmed down my breathing, tried to find a way to cut these scenes out of my mind, and quickly regained the feeling of the performance, but the hand inserted in my pocket couldn't help but turn off a small remote switch of the remote control switch.
At this moment, I seemed to hear the girl in front of me making a sound that was not easy to detect. Well... This sweet hum was like the sound of nature, and immediately motivated my emotions that I had finally suppressed again. I looked at Zi Rou, but found that even if the girl did not wear makeup, there was a little light blush on her face, which instead had the effect of applying light makeup.
Zirou was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she tried her best to resist the slight humming that was about to burst out from her throat.
She now understood that it was probably because Xiaojie knew that he was playing against him the next day, so he came up with that shameful bad idea.
My request was simple but Zirou felt it was hard to accept, but under my soft temper and sweet words, she still accepted it softly.
Under this dress of student in the Republic of China, Zi Rou's underwear was tightly wrapped with a vibrator, gently trembling and rubbing against her delicate and weak virgin vagina.
Zi Rou, who had just started to do things, could not resist such a violent stimulation from the most sensitive point of her body. The slight hum that she couldn't help but be so soft was the result of her strong control.
Fortunately, this vibrator did not tremble all the time, but just came here occasionally.
Zirou calmed down, adjusted her breathing, and tried to keep her attention from focusing on the smooth vibrator, but to work hard to return to the performance in front of her.
The plot of Zi Rou's performance today is not too complicated. In the first act, she plays more of an ordinary girl in a group drama, and she only needs to pretend to be a character who reads books or listens to classes from time to time.
But every time the characters stand and walk around, I can feel that the girl's breathing next to me is a little faster than usual, not like the gentleness and calmness that I am used to seeing big scenes in my daily life.
Every time I see Zi Rou's face sideways, I can't help but feel a little moved.
Unlike Shiya's beauty, Zirou's beauty has a fresh and refined feeling. Especially when she looks at Zirou on the side, her snow-white and flawless cheeks always have a simple and elegant atmosphere that only a student girl can have, and she is charming.
The other boys in the audience were even more moved. Once Zi Rou was involved in the plot, her expression became focused. Even when she was playing the girl reading a book on the stage, her clear water-like eyes were focused and devoted, and there was a kind of bookish clear air emanating from her.
But under the gaze of everyone, Zi Rou felt the vibrator under her skirt tremble slightly inappropriately. She couldn't help but glance at me secretly from the corner of her eyes and then looked at the crowd below the audience.
She knew that this thing had a remote control, but she didn't expect that the young man who was acting against her was so bold that he pressed the switch from time to time on the stage to stimulate her sensitive parts to tease her.
The audience was filled with people. Zirou found countless pairs of eyes full of passionate desires projecting on her, and became even more panicked and nervous.
With this nervousness, she couldn't help but want to clamp her legs. With this clip, the round oval toy seemed to be tighter into the mouth of her delicate girl's vagina, and touched the inner layer of cherry lips that was stimulated to be full and bloodshot. The smooth toy seemed to rub the sensitive lips quickly with a buzzing frequency that only Zi Rou could feel. An explosive dizziness rushed to Zi Rou's head instantly.
If it weren't for the performance stage at this moment, Zi Rou would just stretch out her hand to grab the trembling and smooth vibrator from the mouth of the hole that was extremely sensitive and itchy. But now under the gaze of me, countless classmates and teachers, she could only bit her lips and sit up straight. With the trembling feeling, she felt as if the nerves below her waist were quickly melted by the pleasure, and she couldn't help but want to sit down.
Fortunately, when the next scene required her to stand up, the vibrator stopped beating in time. Although she felt her legs were weak, Zirou still barely stood up with her hands on the table.
So cute...
The audience below was filled with praise.
Zi Rou was not outstanding in height. When she stood up from the stool, she supported the table with her palms, clamped her legs inward, her chest swayed very slightly, and her eyes looked forward, and this action showed a bit of cute girlishness.
I couldn't help looking at Zi Rou again, feeling that Zi Rou's skin seemed to be pinker than before, and even a slight sweat beads of sweat appeared on the ends of her forehead, showing a bit of beauty that was different from usual.
I couldn't help swallowing... Zirou didn't care about my hot eyes, and even got angry. She was now all her attention was on the stimulating smooth toy between her legs from time to time.
Her heartbeats very fast, and she must adjust her posture at all times. On the one hand, she didn't want the vibrator to have too much contact with her sensitive honey lips, creating waves of irresistible waves of pleasure. But on the other hand, every time she felt the smooth vibrator seemed to slide out of the hole, she couldn't help but clamp her legs and tried to squeeze the vibrator that had slipped out of her vagina back.
This nervousness of worrying about gains and losses made her heart beat faster.
The accelerated heartbeat further turned the pleasure hidden in the acupoint into a more stimulating current, hitting her fragile nerves one by one like a siege hammer.
The plot on the stage progressed very quickly, and slowly Zi Rou's role as the heroine also regained her role. She played Lin Huiyin and needed to read a long modern poem. She just read the first sentence. You are April in the world. I felt that the vibrator that had not moved for a long time trembled violently again, and the strength was stronger than just now.
She had to stop, hold her breath, press her hand on the book, and even grabbed the pages, and scratched her nails into the cover of the book. She felt that the purest girl's vagina was spreading to her waist with a slight pain and numbness. A heat flow kept rushing straight to her head from her waist, making her head begin to blank.
This scene was originally a long poem for the woman to recite. Zi Rou only read one sentence and put down the book, bit her lips tightly, and looked into the distance again.
Instead, it had an unprecedented dramatic effect. The teachers of the drama club in the audience sighed in their hearts that Zi Rou is really a rare drama genius, and she is actually silent and sound at this moment.
The boys in the audience were also shocked by the long blankness after Zi Rou finished reading a poem.
The audience suddenly became silent. At this moment, she was wearing a beautiful Republic of China student uniform on the stage, as if she was really Lin Huiyin who came back to life. The cold look at all after a poem brought a kind of talented woman who was willing to bow down under her skirt.
But who would have thought that under the skirt of the talented woman, in her virgin forbidden land as holy as a holy land, a naughty vibrator was constantly stimulating the talented woman's sensitive and fragile erotic nerves, delicately controlling the rhythm that made Zi Rou's desire constantly be pulled up.
The acting is so similar... it no longer looks like a high school student, but a real actor... There is finally a boy whispering below, and the other boys next to him also echoed softly. This temperament is too strong... It feels like the actors on TV are just so... It is worthy of being our school beauties. I feel that Zi Rou is particularly feminine today... The voice is also nice, it is worthy of being a radio station, it is so nice when chanting poetry, and her ears are pregnant... Zi Rou on the stage perfectly meets the preferences of most people present. Not only has bright eyes and solid teeth, a graceful and elegant appearance, but also has a shy and intellectual personality and talent raised by poetry and books, plus the perfect and immaculate virgin body in their eyes that has not been stained by anyone.
Especially today, Wen Zirou is wearing a particularly girlish student outfit in the Republic of China, and is combed with an extra pure and childish braid... But Zirou on the stage is now eroded by waves of pleasure. The trembling vibrator is gently rubbing against the pure and tender petals that have never been visited by visitors, as if she wants to taste the childish and shy feeling of this pretty girl.
After reading a poem, the following paragraph ushers in the emotional scene in the plot, and she needs to look directly at me as the male protagonist.
Zirou held her hands and fell on her lower abdomen. If she was a more careful person, it would be obvious that Zirou was holding her hands tightly at this moment, and she was almost holding blue veins.
I naturally put my hands on Zirou's shoulders and looked straight into Zirou's eyes.
Zirou's shoulders were not wide. When I put them on, I felt a weak and boneless feeling, which made me tremble slightly, and my eyes naturally met the girl in front of me.
I looked at the girl in front of me again and found that Zi Rou's whole body was trembling slightly. Standing at such a close distance, I could see the flush on the girl's face and her breathing became rapid. Zi Rou's eyes also showed an indescribable feeling, as if it was the mist rising from the lake. It was no longer like the elegant girl on weekdays, but there was a bit of urging lust surging on her face... I couldn't help swallowing. For men, there was anything better than the surging lust of a pure girl, and this extremely contrasting feeling.
As the director of all this today, if it weren't for such a public performance, I could not help but want to put the girl in front of me on the spot, taste the perfect body of the flawless body under this Republic of China student dress, the slender chopstick legs, the slender willow waist, and the broken baby muscles... The stimulation brought by standing in front of everyone's eyes is far greater than the feeling of fantasizing on the bed. I felt that my lower body was about to explode. In order not to appear in front of everyone, I had to change the script, turn my back to the audience, and hug the heroine Zirou in my arms in advance.
Fortunately, this scene ended after the male protagonist hugged the female protagonist, and it quickly ended in the curtain and light. I hugged Zi Rou tightly, and my hard cock pressed against her soft and flat belly, while Zi Rou buried her head in my chest, making a breath that only the two of us could hear.
During the brief rest of the scene, Zi Rou couldn't help sitting down again, clamping the vibrator that was constantly shaking with her legs.
At this moment, I was the only one who was still by Zi Rou's side. The power of the vibrator was obviously adjusted stronger than before, making a very high-frequency buzzing sound, which sounded like bees collecting honey, like insects flying, but what was picked was the mellow nectar that kept oozing out of Zi Rou's virgin pussy.
Taking advantage of this break, Zirou quickly turned off the headset.
At this moment, the elegant girl's breathing became more and more rapid, and her face became more flushed. I looked at her frowning slightly, holding her forehead, and holding her hands on her lower body. Others would not have imagined that under the girl's Republic of China student's suit, the door of the girl's chastity had been opened, and the virgin honey flesh was involuntarily shrinking and clamping, as if she wanted to put the smooth and hot vibrator inside, and touching her buds that had been teased and itchy deeper.
But the rest was short, and the next scene quickly opened. Zi Rou felt the strength of the vibrator slightly lighter. She decided to grit her teeth and endure the last scene, and then quickly take out this demonic thing from her lower body.
The next big play is about the heroine himself. Zi Rou needs to show her emotional changes under the feelings of her family and country. Zi Rou needs to read a large modern poem to mourn her brother's sacrifice in the war as the heroine.
Zi Rou Khan read the first sentence and found that the prank-like vibrator was increased again.
Because it was Zi Rou's one-man show and there were no other characters around her, the strength of the vibrator this time was obviously more unruly.
The numbness and itchiness made Zirou unable to help pinch her snow-white legs again, but this clamping unconsciously made the vibrator go deeper.
The original girl's honey lips were congested and swollen during the high-frequency friction, drilling and tremor of the vibrator for half an hour, and also increased the area of contact with the vibrator. Now, it squeezed deeper, squeezing more sensitive tender flesh and nerve points in the vibrator's cavity wall that had never been touched by foreign objects.
Zirou was often laughed by her classmates as having tears incontinence, and her tears were very shallow, and she could easily make her tears flow by touching movies and books, as if she was a girl made of water, and her body was as watery and full as other parts of her body.
Under such strong stimulation, Zi Rou felt that nectar was constantly oozing out of her entire buds, completely wetting her underwear like the morning rain.
Who could imagine that under her pure student uniform was a white underwear that was so wet and almost transformed into transparent by lustful water. If you bent down on the girl's legs, you would definitely hear the faint vibration, see the water droplets on the inside of the girl's thighs, and feel her slightly trembling body.
But everyone in the audience could feel Zi Rou's emotional fluctuations on the stage.
During the rehearsal, the director asked Zi Rou to show her sadness appropriately, and she didn't need to really perform the real feeling of losing her loved ones in the movie.
But Zi Rou grabbed the collection of poems in her hand tightly, gritted her teeth, and her body trembled slightly. Every time she read a poem, she felt that she had put a lot of effort into it.
This... cold... simple... heroic... is a poem about the times... After reading this sentence, Zirou stopped and her breathing became more rapid, and tears seemed to be pouring out of her eyes.
The tremor of the vibrator in Zirou's hole was no longer the initial slight and itchy feeling, but turned into a spasm with pain, spreading rapidly into her entire sensitive valley like fire, giving her a sense of shame that seemed to be invading and inserting.
Especially when standing in front of so many people, her lower body was invaded by such foreign objects, as if she was being humiliated by everyone in public. These are spectators, all evil people waiting to invade her body... Zi Rou feels that she is no longer the goddess admired by everyone and regarded as pure and flawless, but in these waves of pleasure, as long as she can't help but hum, she will become an animal that everyone regards as estrus... Must hold it back... Zi Rou keeps trying to resist these waves of pleasure in her mindAttack, you must not let out even a moan in front of so many people in the audience. You must maintain your pure image... But the pleasure from the rapid friction of all sensitive nerves from the hole is too strong and hot. Zi Rou felt that the pleasure was about to burn and melt her entire honey lips. The numbness and itchy feeling made the nerves from her waist to her spine explode quickly. In order to endure these waves of pleasure, she could only bit her lips tightly and let her tears slide down from the corners of her eyes.
Crying so realistically...
Below, whispering again
I didn’t expect that Goddess Zirou felt like crying…
This way of crying is too tempting... I didn't cry out loud, I just bit my lips and shed tears. When you say this... I immediately felt the picture. Zi Rou also felt the abnormal movements off the stage, but she no longer cared about it now. She felt the vibrator in her body, and was launching a general attack with the plot on the stage.
The vibrator was trying all kinds of ways to ravage the tenderest and wet fragile lip of the girl's body, and using the mucosa on the inner side of the virgin cavity wall, he tried to slide and explore inward. No...No. Zirou knew that the vibrator must be blocked outside the deeper flower hole. She tried to clamp her legs again, so that the petal lip would close as much as possible to resist the attack of the vibrator, which felt like the pulsating glans.
But this made the vibrator come into contact with the already congested bud clitoris at the hole again, and just gently rubbed it, Zi Rou couldn't help but let out a hum like crying. Ah... Fortunately, this sentence happened to be an exclamation paragraph in the poem, and no one was surprised.
The boys in the audience who just sighed that Zi Rou had a painful expression when she cried and had a broken place, started to discuss again. How about the fuck... The school beauty also gave me a feeling of panting... Don't say... I also felt like this... I felt that my eardrums were about to be slim... And Zi Rou on the stage at this moment didn't care about the whispers below the audience. The powerful waves of pleasure and the pleasant current were constantly accumulating on the girl's most sensitive vibrator's hole and clitoral buds, which was flirting wildly, accumulating the pleasure of the girl's body becoming more and more explosive.
Zirou felt that her snow-white skin had been infected with this hot and violently, and the depth of her virgin's sensitive vagina seemed to be a reservoir that was constantly enduring and suppressing.
I have always been regarded as a girl with both talent and virtue. I never thought that one day, standing in front of so many of my classmates and teachers, in public, I felt that the desires that make people feel ashamed and humble in my body were constantly overflowing, completely out of my own control. I was like the most primitive animal, and I just wanted to open the door to those invaders as soon as possible, accept the roughest ravages in exchange for greater pleasure.
The literary goddess who was still as elegant as water on her face was still completely dominated by the pleasure of sexual desire. The pride and superiority of all good students had been completely stripped away at this moment, leaving only a living body tortured by lust, longing for more pleasure to break through the valve a little distance from the peak. If it weren't on the stage, any man could easily occupy the beautiful and pure body of the girl.
Zirou could no longer stand firm on the stage. The poetry collection slid on the ground. She collapsed in her position and lay on the table set up by the prop set, trying to cover up the uncontrollable moan with the amplified cry.
Um... Um... Um... Um... Don't... Why... Zi Rou can no longer tell whether she was on the stage or on the bed that was ravaged by Xiaojie. Only the vibrator with the tremor speed reached the strongest level in her mind, which stimulated her tender pussy like an earthquake, completely igniting the fireworks all over her body. All the moral heart and shame pushed this pleasure to a climax. Zi Rou's whole body was tense, and the gate in her body that had endured for a day was pushed to the peak of bliss in an instant. As Zi Rou cried bitterly and the trembling and convulsed all over her body, she was completely released.
No one noticed the beautiful girl, sitting on a stool, crying while trembling all over, and liquid seemed to flow down from her student skirt, wetting the white stockings.
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