Chapter 7
"Ahhh!" A sharp scream rang in my ears. Rays of morning sunlight shone on my face, and I woke up groggily with a terrible headache.
"You... you... you... Zhou Bin! What did you do to me last night!!?"
Yao Wei wrapped the blanket around her delicate body and shouted at me from beside me. Her hair was a tangled mess.
"Huh?"
My head was splitting. It took me a long while to remember what happened last night. After bringing her back at nine, we first had sex on the sofa, then I carried her to bed. In the middle of the night, unable to hold back any longer, I held her fiery hot body and we tangled passionately all night, in ecstasy. I lost count of how many times we did it.
Seeing her glaring at me, I spread my hands and smiled wryly, "What did I do? I did you, that's all. You were drunk, and I didn't feel right sending you home. You climbed into my bed, and then the two of us..."
"You!"
Hearing my crude words, Yao Wei moved as if to hit me but I grabbed her fair, white arm. I shamelessly laughed, "What's wrong? Are you going to turn your back on me now? Last night, you were all over me, calling me 'dear' this and 'darling' that."
"You... you little rascal!" Yao Wei wasn't as strong as me and pulled her hand back, pouting. She didn't look genuinely angry, though.
Seeing she wasn't really mad at me, I immediately scooted shamelessly next to her, put my arm around her shoulder, and said, "I saved you, you know. Last night at that nightclub, those guys were the ones with bad intentions. Who knows what they wanted to do to you, right?!"
Yao Wei then remembered what happened at the nightclub, shot me an annoyed glance, and tried to push me away. I stuck shamelessly to her body wrapped in the blanket and said with a grin, "Last night, Sister Wei, you were so wild. You wouldn't let go of me, calling me darling and everything. I couldn't control myself and did you several times. You looked like you were in heaven. You should thank me!"
As soon as Yao Wei heard words like "darling," "did you several times," and "in heaven," her face immediately flushed red. She angrily tried to push me away again, calling me a "scumbag" and "pervert," and saying she would tell my mom on me.
Seeing her charming expression, I slid my hand under her blanket, stroking up her calf to her full, round thigh. It was smooth and firm to the touch. I caressed her gently and said softly, "Sister Wei, come on. Let me be your boyfriend, okay? I'll treat you so well!"
"Who wants you to be my boyfriend! You little pervert!"
Yao Wei immediately clamped her legs together, trapping my errant hand.
My hand continued its relentless stroking and kneading of the soft, tender flesh on the inside of her firm, smooth thigh, then moved up to her crotch. There, I felt her dense pubic hair and warm private parts, directly touching the tender labia I had ravaged all night. I shamelessly started to finger her while smiling tenderly, "I asked you last night, remember? You called me darling and said you wanted to be my girlfriend. You can't go back on your word!"
Yao Wei's body trembled slightly under my touch. She tried to push my hand away, protesting in a sweet, coquettish voice, "You little brat! Where do you think you're touching!?"
My fingering made her fluids flow. Seeing her snow white skin faintly visible under the covers, my cock grew hard again. I couldn't help but throw myself onto her, pinning her down. She struggled in alarm, her voice sweet, "Zhou Bin! What are you trying to do now! Are you out of your mind?!"
I held her arms, white as snow lotus roots, and with my other hand, pulled down the blanket covering her chest. Amidst her startled cry, her pair of full, snowy breasts was revealed.
"You... you..." Yao Wei was both ashamed and angry. The two full, round breasts swayed with her struggles. Her skin was fair, her nipples a rosy hue. Seeing her charming, beautiful expression, I immediately leaned down to kiss her cherry lips while my hands grabbed her breasts, kneading them carefully.
Although Yao Wei kept protesting coyly, it was mostly because she was a few years older than me and had lost face by being taken by me. But her resistance to my caresses was just a pretense. She was quickly aroused, her originally soft breasts rapidly swelling with blood, her nipples hardening and standing erect, bouncing resiliently under the manipulation of my palms. Her body grew hot, her chest heaved, and her breathing became rough and rapid.
I knew she had feelings for me. Her face was now flushed with charm, and she turned her head away, not daring to look at me. I leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "Sister Wei, we already did it so many times last night. Just be my girlfriend, okay? I know you like me, and I really like you too."
"Who... who likes you... Ah! You... you... bad... ah...!"
Before she could respond, I dove under the covers and threw myself onto her fiery body. She immediately embraced me passionately, her jade legs unconsciously parting and wrapping around my waist and hips. I took out my meat rod and thrust it straight into her tender lower body. It was already a wet, slippery mess inside. Amidst her sweet, coquettish moans, I began a new round of fierce thrusting, ravaging her wantonly. Her pink hips bucked, her beautiful buttocks twisted, and her body surrendered to the pleasure, welcoming my rough pounding. For a moment, the room was once again filled with springtime passion.
And so, Yao Wei agreed to be my girlfriend. She was a sophomore, and I was a senior in high school, so we were only two years apart, a May-December romance of sorts.
It was my first relationship, but Yao Wei was emotionally experienced. She later told me that the reason she asked me to the nightclub that night was that she had just discovered her ex-boyfriend was cheating on her. In a fit of anger, she broke up with him, then went to the nightclub with her classmates. She was so wild that night, partly out of a sense of abandonment.
I didn't know what was wrong with her ex-boyfriend's brain, to give up such a stunning, sexy beauty for another girl. But as the saying goes, the flower at home is not as fragrant as the wild one. Maybe the novelty had worn off, and he was just looking for new thrills.
After that, I often went to meet her at hotels. The sense of accomplishment from conquering Sister Yao Wei made me feel incredibly good. I wouldn't stop until I had done her once or twice each time, savoring the gentle taste of her wonderful body. Our relationship quickly heated up, and like every new couple, we were inseparable.
One evening, I went to the gate of Jingzhou University to wait for Yao Wei. We had planned to have dinner together after her class.
It was around 5 PM, and male and female students were streaming in and out of the university gate, but I still hadn't seen Yao Wei. I was starting to get impatient and was about to call her.
Just then, I saw a familiar figure walk out. It was a beautiful, intellectual looking woman. She wore gold-rimmed glasses and light makeup, looking both radiant and coolly mature. She was dressed in a coffee-colored suit, with a pink and white scarf tied at the collar of her white blouse. The suit jacket couldn't hide her towering, full chest, which strained the silk blouse, accentuating her slender waist. The skirt was tight around her high, full buttocks. Her long, beautiful legs under the narrow skirt were clad in ultra-thin black stockings, looking smooth, tender, and seductively shiny. She completed the look with a pair of 10cm black stiletto heels, her walking posture exuding elegance and grace.
Wasn't this beautiful woman Professor Zhu Yun, who had given me her card at the library last time? I saw a man of about my age with her, looking like a student.
She didn't see me. She was talking to him from time to time. The boy looked handsome, and I vaguely saw a resemblance to her. He was probably her son.
Her car was parked on the roadside by the university gate. When they reached the car, Zhu Yun got into the driver's seat, and the man opened the door and got into the back seat. After the car started, the boy rolled down the back window and looked around outside. His eyes happened to meet mine, and I actually felt like he smiled at me.
But the car drove away quickly, and I wasn't even sure if I had imagined it. I just felt that the boy's smile made me very uncomfortable.
Just as I was in a daze, someone suddenly slapped my shoulder hard with a "Pa!", startling me.
"What are you looking at? Are you stunned? You little pervert!"
I turned around, and a fragrant breeze hit my nose. I saw Yao Wei standing behind me, shouting angrily.
I had been so focused on staring at professor Zhu Yun, that I didn't even notice when Yao Wei had come out. I quickly put on a smiling face and apologized, "No, no. I've been waiting for you for a long time and was just about to call you."
"Hmph! Weren't you just staring at Professor Zhu Yun for a long time? I saw you. I called you several times, and you didn't react!" Yao Wei said, crossing her arms in anger.
"No way, that didn't happen. I was waiting for you," I quickly said, walking over and putting my arm around her slender waist.
She tried to push my hand away, but she was no match for my strength. She could only pout in my arms, "She's beautiful, isn't she? She's famous beautiful professor at our school. Just admit it. All men like to take a second look. You little pervert, don't you deny it!"
I held her slender waist, my fingers gently stroking the soft, tender flesh of her waist, and said with a smile, "Alright, I admit it, I took one look. Is she your teacher?"
She tried to push me away again, but of course, I didn't let go. She had to say, "She's not my teacher. She's in the History Department, and I don't study history. But there's no one at our school who doesn't know her. She's a famous great beauty! And she's single now. Even though she has a son, she's so popular that I heard her line of suitors could circle the playground several times."
I thought to myself that the boy was indeed her son. I didn't expect her to be single now. I said, "Single? Is she divorced!? But speaking of the most famous great beauty at your school, shouldn't it be our Princess Weiwei? How can she compare to you!"
Women, especially beautiful women, love to hear others praise their looks the most. Even if they know it's flattery, they'll be overjoyed to hear it. Besides, Yao Wei was a top-tier beauty herself, just a different type from Professor Zhu Yun.
Sure enough, Yao Wei looked delighted. She pinched my cheek and said with a smile, "You're sweet. I don't know if she's divorced or not, but I heard she's been alone for a long time. We shouldn't gossip about other people's private lives."
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about her. Why were you so delayed today?" I wrapped my arm around her slender waist, walking with her toward where she had parked.
"It was that Ma Yong. Their class was in the room next to ours today. When class let out, he ran over to find me, saying there were a few things he didn't understand and kept pestering me to explain them to him," Yao Wei said.