Chapter 1

I was the master I met by a friend in the name of introducing work in my freshman year. I don’t want to use the word “study” because the master is inevitable for my life.

We were famous in a foreign language college. To be honest, the day I got the admission letter, I felt a little excited and expectant, and the excitement of freedom and the expectation of becoming bad. Now I look back at myself, and my mental journey is clear. Back then, I felt very beautiful. When I went to a place where beautiful girls were concentrated, it must be the focus of successful men's attention. Thinking of holding their arms and speaking fluent foreign languages ​​in and out of the gorgeous dinner where I ate a variety of wine and chatted, my vanity became intoxicated. I deeply understood and envied Guo Haizao, especially after Guo was completely kept by Secretary Song, looking forward to his master's life like a pet. I watched it repeatedly many times. I think women should be men's pets, but they must be successful men's

When I was in college, I was not interested in male classmates. I felt that they were like unripe fruits. It was so sour to think about it.

Maybe birds of a feather flocked in the dark. At a lying talk in our dormitory, we found that everyone had the same idea. Even if they were a concubine for rich men, they would not be a wife for the loser.

Except for a beautiful woman wearing glasses, everyone knows this view. We privately think that she is not beautiful enough and has no capital, so we are forced to have simple ideas. After one semester, the beautiful woman made excuses to move out. A few of us unformed fairies make trouble every day, and we only hate that there is no channel.

Flies always find eggs with stitches, not to mention that the eggs are still on the rush. Later, one of our senior sisters brought our most beautiful second sister to a dinner party with different ulterior motives. On the day our second sister came back, we didn't sleep all night and excitedly asked my second sister to repeat the luxury of the dish over and over again. The diner's identity background seemed to feel like one foot had stepped into the upper class.

My second sister said something that day, which impressed me to this day: Damn, there are so many beautiful girls around rich and powerful people, which is really despair.

After the second sister said this, everyone was silent

Girls like us are the most important thing to look at, but they are hard to work hard the day after tomorrow. I carefully looked at my face with a mirror. My tight skin is fair, my chin is not sharp enough, my nose is a bit big, and my eyes can only be considered ordinary and beautiful, and it is far from reaching the level of a stunning beauty. Although I have thinness, I have no breasts or butts.

I was so proud that I was immediately discouraged. I read the book clearly and greedy for a while, and I was not participating in the dormitory talks, but everything in this world is about planting flowers but not blooming, and I was about to plant willows and willows.

My secondary beauty and purity have given me a chance

Starting from the beginning, the beauty of our second sister in our dormitory is as good as the level of social interaction we expect. Soon we got an old man with a family and a family. We immediately changed into red makeup with an armed and a young woman's reserved and sexy woman. Everyone was jealous, envious and despised her. They called her Shaobing behind her back. There were many things that usually caused trouble. I knew that my qualifications were limited and I always watched neutrally.

The dormitory is divided into 3 schools, the second sister and one school, my school, and the remaining school

My second sister called me out that day and asked me with a meaningful intent, do you want to be a tutor?

I was so excited that I was willing to

Later, my second sister always laughed at me for this matter, and she was so anxious that she didn't even ask about the price.

My second sister helped me contact me properly. I took a taxi to the man's house by myself. My second sister said that the fare was reimbursed and told me to take a taxi, not to dress up very beautifully. The bus seemed to be raped.

The first time I went to my master's house, it was a small villa in the suburbs. I was stunned when I chatted. Although the master came back from the Netherlands, he spoke better in English than me. I felt even more stuttering when I felt inferior and spoke more. The master just smiled. At that time, he said it was two hours a week. I was a little embarrassed and felt that it was too obvious that he had ulterior motives.

This is how things began

One day, I saw the door of his study half-closed, so I leaned over and saw him breathing at the computer holding his stuff. When I looked at the screen, I jumped and two men were fucking a woman.

My face turned red, and he turned around and saw that he was staring at me indifferently.

Since then, he always touched my butt intentionally or unintentionally. To be honest, others are tall and rich. I don’t really dislike his touch. Others are very considerate. I think it’s fun and look forward to it.

Maybe my reaction encouraged him

One day, he grabbed my butt all of a sudden. I tried hard to break free, but I didn't succeed. He rubbed it hard, then patted it and let me go

My face turned red all of a sudden, but I didn't say anything, nor was I angry

After that, I pushed it a few times

However, for some reason, I always thought of him. One weekend, he drove to school to pick me up. My vanity and longing were satisfied. I jumped into his car without hesitation and jumped into another world.

As soon as I got into the car, he didn't say a word and quickly drove the car out without saying a word.

When I arrived at a place where there were few people, I kissed me all of a sudden, and my tongue stuck in to stir it freely

Until my oxygen is exhausted, my whole body is soft

He let me go, looked at me from a distance, and asked: Come home with me?

I stopped talking at that time and nodded. I thought something would happen. It happened, but it was completely different from what I thought.

As soon as we got home, he gentlemanly helped me get my coat and handed my slippers. He asked me if I was hungry. I said no, and we naturally entered his room together.

Show you something good. He smiled slightly and my face turned red. I didn't say good or bad.

He smiled very well, this time he looked good

It's really very good. It's a literary third-level film. It's very beautiful. He hugged my waist and asked: Is it a virgin?

I uttered in an almost inaudible voice

He kissed me again, kissed me very gently

Nothing said, but I feel deeply that kind of love and cherishment

I've completely relaxed

Let him put his hand in and untie my pants

I mean to push him

He untied it firmly and reached in.

Relax, I will make you feel comfortable

It was very comfortable. Looking at the lingering on the TV, he took me out of water.

Haha, have you done it yourself?

I shook my head

Good, baby, so good

This is our first time

Later, he came to pick me up every weekend, first to have dinner at various high-end restaurants, and then back to his house.

I also acquiesced. The movies we watched are becoming more and more explicit, but he just touched me and kissed me and did nothing else

I'm becoming more and more enthusiastic about this, but I'm still embarrassed. I can feel what I expect from him on the weekend

There were also subtle changes in the dormitory. Although I didn't say anything, everyone felt my changes. I was always a silent minority in the dormitory, but I was like a punctuation between the two factions. Even if it was small, it was very existence. My silence in the past was an escape from inferiority, and now it was a confident and calm. Although it seems that all kinds of things are ridiculous now, I felt that I was played with my butt a few times by the so-called senior man, and I also followed the senior man.

My second sister and I gradually approached, occasionally talking about the high-end places we have been to, pretending to be calm and bringing up some details, enjoying their jealousy, so that we can feel that we are people in the same world, and others are like headless flies.

We're pretty good at them

Once, I was picked up by a man to let him play. As he touched him, he suddenly said in my ear: Go, take off my underwear, let me see

I didn't move

He stopped and stared at me for a while. I couldn't tell what it was. I was disdainful or surprised by my resistance. I sent me back to the dormitory in a while.

I cried on the road

He didn't seem to hear

I got off the car and he left in the dust

I regretted why I didn't do it as he said

I've touched it, are you still afraid of taking it off?

He didn't pick me up for the next two months, but disappeared in my world as if he had never appeared.

My weekend was suddenly empty, and it was very embarrassing. The third brother in the dormitory found a small boss and couldn't wait to shake. I have to admit that the small boss is willing to spend money on her. The occasional care of the roommates made me suffer a lot and regretted my stupid rejection posture even more.

My longing for him became deeper and deeper, and I often cried silently in the middle of the night

My sense of superiority was suddenly pushed into 18 levels of hell

Without warning, when I thought he would never show up again, I saw his car, and I was almost crying. He rolled down the window and waved to me, and I ran over immediately

Sitting in the car, everything seems to be another world

He said leisurely that he was very busy recently. He missed me very much after he was overworked, and asked me if I was good or not.

I said be good

After opening a while, he suddenly spoke and took off his underwear

I hesitated for a moment, but took off my underwear. He stretched out one hand and I handed it to his hand.

He turned his head and kissed me, saying, "I'm so good."

I won't hurt you

I shed tears when I heard this, and blamed myself for my distrust in him before.

As soon as he entered the door, he lifted my skirt, held my bare butt tightly from below, took me back to the house, pulled off my skirt, and touched it. I quickly got out of water without turning on the light.

Baby, he said, do you like it?

Yes, I gasp and answer him

I was stripped naked by him that day and had orgasm on the sofa several times

Of course, it was with his hands

He said he wouldn't touch my hymen until I decided to talk to him

I was moved to cry on his shoulder, I felt that I had met the best man

Afterwards, my underwear was like something in his palm, taking off his clothes and letting him go. Even if his hands were eating outside, driving, and walking at night, he could reach into my underwear at any time. I was like an unlocked lock, no secret

Written in front: This is my complete original work, without rewriting, reference, copying any paragraphs from others

This story is written from a female perspective. I am the protagonist, and other girls in the dormitory are also clues. This is a long story, and these clues will be worn slowly.

If you are curious about whether there is a prototype, hehe, of course there is, but, in the words of Mr. Lu Xun, it is the prototype of Zhang Guanli Dai.

I am very happy to receive reply and support, I hope everyone can enjoy watching the story

Any revisions are welcome. Although they may not be adopted, they must be carefully considered.