Zhao Xue had grabbed at something while trying to sit up from the ground when she suddenly heard Wang Dahai make a strange noise.

"What's wrong with you?"

"You grabbed the wrong place," Wang Dahai said with a wry smile.

"What?"

Only then did Zhao Xue realize that this object felt oddly strange when she grabbed it.

It was hard and bulky, too large for her small hand to fully grasp.

Crucially, it was twitching spasmodically, as if it were alive.

Subconsciously, she jerked it a couple of times, and when she felt hair, she froze in shock.

Then she immediately realized what it was.

"Ah!"

With a cry of alarm, she quickly withdrew her hand, her face burning hot as she said, "You, why did you take off your pants?"

"I didn't take them off. They were pulled down when I got up from you," he said, his face a picture of innocence, adding quickly, "Let me just carry you up."

"Don't..."

She was about to refuse, yet this time Wang Dahai easily lifted her into his arms.

She instinctively hooked her arms around his neck, but under this embrace, her butt was positioned below and Wang Dahai wasn't wearing pants.

His thing was so large that it poked against her butt.

It made her butt tingle, and there was a sticky sensation.

Although she had never done that kind of thing, she had seen adult films and knew what was happening.

"I'll just put you on the couch."

Wang Dahai turned around and, guided by memory, walked very slowly.

With every step he took, Zhao Xue, clinging to him, would move up and down with his footsteps.

As a result, her butt made contact with Wang Dahai's buddy with every up and down motion, and sometimes even accidentally touched her most delicate spot.

Even though there were panties separating them, Wang Dahai's heat was so intense and rock-solid that each poke pushed her little intimates in deeper, making her body soft and numb, with a trickle flowing.

Embracing his arm, she could not help but tighten her grip, holding him even closer.

Wang Dahai noticed her breathing getting heavier and rougher, and he felt his head heating up.

It took him almost two minutes to walk the short distance of a few meters.

Zhao Xue was light in his arms, no weight at all, as if he were holding a doll.

With such a light and delicate body, Wang Dahai really felt like just taking her there and then.

When they reached the sofa, he came up with an idea and pretended to bump into the coffee table. With an "ouch," he and Zhao Xue in his arms both fell onto the sofa.

This time, lying on top of her, the contact was even more intimate than before.

His body was completely against hers.

And his member, when they fell, slid into her pant leg, pushing against her crevice, barely separated by her little intimates.

Wang Dahai was ecstatic inside; he had intended to take advantage but had not expected such good luck.

With his one thrust, Zhao Xue's body shook violently, her legs trying to clamp together but finding no strength to do so.

"Are you okay?" asked Wang Dahai with concern.

Zhao Xue's voice trembled faintly, "You, get off me quickly."

"Oh, did I press down on you? I'll get up right now."

He said so, but his body pushed forward again.

Zhao Xue's little intimates were already soaked, and being made of silk, they were extremely skin-tight and thin, like cicada wings. The contours below her little intimates were clearly outlined.

This collision made his buddy press against the little intimates, grinding harshly along the crevice of her valley.

Such intimate contact made her tenderness quiver, like a fountain, gushing out copiously.

Her previously limp legs suddenly clamped tight, releasing a soul-stirring, bone-melting moan of entanglement.

"Ah, ah..."

She moaned softly, her body already stirred with emotion.

Wang Dahai's breathing was also rough and heavy.

He suddenly grasped Zhao Xue's shoulders, his nose touching hers, each feeling the hot breath of the other.

Zhao Xue had also adjusted to the darkness, and within it, she could see flares of light flickering in Wang Dahai's eyes.

She felt as if she could sense the burning flames surging within the man before her.

The two said nothing, and the atmosphere became incredibly charged and ambiguous.

Wang Dahai then gently moved his hips again, and his "friend" slid once more.

"Mmh..." Zhao Xue pursed her lips tightly, wanting Wang Dahai to back off, yet she also craved the comfortable sensation.

For a moment, she even wanted more.

Seeing her mute, Wang Dahai grew bolder and thrust his hips once again.

Zhao Xue's moans grew louder and more rapid, and Wang Dahai suddenly felt an urge, a thought popping into his head that perhaps he could have her now!

Once this thought emerged, he found it impossible to suppress.

Looking at Zhao Xue, her eyes dazed and lips tightly sealed, he licked his tongue and slowly pressed his lips down.

However, just as he touched Zhao Xue's lips, she snapped to her senses like a shock, hastily pushing him away, "You, you get up now."

Wang Dahai instantly stopped, then felt Zhao Xue twisting her body, pulling his "little intimate" out from her pants' seam.

Wang Dahai coughed lightly and said, "Did I hurt you by pressing down?"

"No, no," Zhao Xue replied softly.

Neither of them mentioned the incident that just occurred, tacitly treating it as if it hadn't happened.

After all, such things, if not pointed out, remain unnoticed; but once called out, they become embarrassingly obvious.

"Then, let's go."

"Mm."

Zhao Xue pulled down her pants, and as she stood up, she touched the back of her buttocks, finding it damp.

She felt both shame and anger.

Wang Dahai had taken advantage of her!

And he had rubbed that against her!

Luckily she had come to her senses at the last moment, otherwise...

Otherwise, she might have given in to him.

Zhao Xue's thoughts were complicated; she didn't particularly treasure her first time.

Her roommates and close friends had changed boyfriends countless times.

They often discussed these intimate matters with her, telling her that a man's "equipment" mattered a lot, and when looking for a boyfriend, one must have a room experience first.

If the experience wasn't good, one should definitely not continue the relationship.

But she'd never had such experiences herself and lacked knowledge.

Now, reflecting on the event, she felt some regret.

Perhaps she should not have pushed him away just now but silently enjoyed it instead.

Lost in her chaotic thoughts, she picked up her backpack, while Wang Dahai had turned on his phone's flashlight.

Using the phone's flash, she saw Wang Dahai's pants were still down, and his menacing "partner" was right in front of her.

With just a glance, Zhao Xue's breathing became rapid again, and she felt a wave of fear.

Such a large thing, if it had really come inside just now, could she have taken it?

"Let's go," said Wang Dahai, putting on his pants.

"Mm."

But just as Zhao Xue took a step, she felt a sharp pain in her left ankle, crying out and falling back onto the sofa.

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