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After being kicked out, luckily my suitcase was in another room, so I didn't have to stay naked. Just as I was sitting cross-legged next to a low coffee table in the living room, reminiscing about some details of last night, several girls also came downstairs.
Leading the group was Ying Er, who looked fresh and charming in a white floral dress. Her long white legs without stockings highlighted her usual pride.
Then it was Zirou, who changed into a light blue JK uniform, looking equally pure and sweet.
At the back, Ding Yitong followed with small steps, holding down the hem of her skirt with both hands.
As soon as Yitong appeared in her outfit today, I felt my cock swell and harden uncontrollably.
This most conservative and cold iceberg school beauty actually wore a black and white maid outfit!
It turned out that the extra set of clothes that Zirou brought was a maid outfit that she would occasionally wear for cosplay. When worn on Zirou, although it was shorter than the average short skirt and a little sexy, it was still normal.
However, Yitong is taller than Zirou. When she wears it, it is basically much shorter than a miniskirt, revealing most of her thighs and barely covering her buttocks. If she takes a slightly bigger step while walking, there is a risk of exposing herself. It is almost like a sexy uniform.
Today, Yitong was wearing this slim-fitting maid outfit. Perhaps she felt it was too revealing, so she also wore black stockings underneath the skirt, hoping to cover more of her thigh skin. But for me, as a man, the black stockings made her look even more seductive. Seeing this outfit and Yitong's slender and well-proportioned curves, I couldn't help but take a second look.
I have to say that Ding Yitong's cool temperament always makes her most suitable for wearing skirts. Whether it is a dress for the school anniversary party or a casual dress for daily wear, it perfectly sets off her perfect curves and that kind of noble temperament that keeps strangers away.
But today, this maid outfit with a super short skirt and black stockings makes her look like a charming little fairy.
I don't know how to describe it, but I always feel that Yitong has a bit more mature beauty than the cold feeling before. Although it still can't cover up the cold temperament of the school girl, it seems that this temperament, which is originally as elegant as a snow mountain, is covered with a layer of subtle icing, making it even sweeter and more lovely.
Ying Er sat directly opposite me and stared at me fiercely, which immediately scared away the romantic thoughts I had just had.
After Zirou and Yitong sat on both sides of me, the four sides of the coffee table were full, and Ying'er also spoke.
"As for what happened yesterday, it was my fault that caused this huge misunderstanding, but there are some things I need to talk about to make amends."
Ying Er stopped talking here and stared at me. I quickly responded.
"Yes, yes, I promise to obey Ying'er's arrangements."
"That's right. The first and most important thing is that after we go back, we all have to forget what happened last night and pretend nothing happened. We must not mention it to anyone else."
As she spoke, Ying'er stared at me again.
"Especially Xiaojie, as long as I heard someone outside talking about what happened last night, I assumed it was you who told it..."
"Okay, okay…"
Even though it was unfair, I took such a huge advantage last night, and if I didn't behave myself, my life would be miserable from now on. And it was impossible for the other three girls to tell anyone about what happened last night.
Then Ying Er started talking about other miscellaneous things and instructions.
I listened to a part and nodded in agreement, but my mind had already been attracted by Yitong next to me.
Maybe because the skirt was too short, in order to prevent exposure, Yitong did not sit like Ying Er, but knelt on a cushion. The hem of the skirt covered her thigh skin.
But now I'm still thinking about how Yitong became my little maid and called me master last night.
Although it seems that everyone has regained their consciousness today, Yitong is wearing this seductive maid outfit and stockings, and she is kneeling next to me like a maid. I don't know if this is just a helpless act due to the lack of clean clothes, so I started to have some wild thoughts. Could it be that Yitong enjoyed it so much after I played with her that she really wants to be my maid, so she wears this outfit to seduce me?
Boys have extremely developed imagination in this regard. As I was thinking, my hand actually touched Yitong's leg without me even noticing.
By the time I reacted, my fingertips had already touched Yitong's silk stocking-covered calves, which scared me. Ying'er was talking opposite me. If Yitong had called me Ying'er, my fate would have been extremely miserable, or at least I would have gotten completely negative points in the hearts of the three girls.
But to my surprise, Yitong just trembled slightly and didn't call Ying'er directly. This made me put my worries aside and I felt ecstatic.
While pretending to listen to Ying Er's words, I began to slowly stroke back and forth on the system's black silk legs. The further I went, the more unbridled I became. After feeling the temperature of the skin through the stockings become warm, I directly grabbed one of Yi Tong's black silk feet and slowly played with it. The stockings Yi Tong was wearing were of high-end luxury goods, and the feel was excellent. As I harassed her, Yi Tong's whole body was trembling slightly.
My hand continued to reach in, almost reaching the base of her thigh. My fingertips did not seem to touch the underwear I imagined, but instead touched a little water mark next to Yitong's lips.
My heart started beating heavily in an instant, "Yitong is actually... not wearing any underwear?" This was naturally because the other people did not bring extra underwear, and Yitong's own underwear was also soiled by me, but for me it was like receiving a charge. My fingers no longer groped slowly, but my entire right hand directly touched the deepest part of the skirt, covering the buds of Yitong's virgin lips.
"Um..."
Yitong's heart was struck by lightning, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and she supported herself on the coffee table with both hands, and it took a lot of effort to keep from making any sound. She felt the rough palm of the boy sitting next to her suddenly touch her delicate virgin hole.
My heart was pounding, and my fingers gently stroked Yitong's labia, feeling the delicate girl's labia and the sensitive clitoris on the upper edge. When my middle finger gently flicked the mysterious gap between Zirou's labia, I felt the warm and sticky love fluid seeping out of it.
My eyes were still on Ying Er, looking at this stunning girl who looked proud of controlling the whole situation. I seemed to be listening to her attentively, but in fact my fingers were wreaking havoc on the sweet lips of Ying Er's good sister.
Yitong no longer had the mind to listen to what Ying'er was saying. All her attention was now on resisting my rough hands under her skirt. The waves of pleasure made her body twist slightly.
I still looked at Ying'er seriously, but the movements of my hands became more and more varied. The rough fingertips stroked the tender flesh of Yitong's labia from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. The petals were played with wantonly, the two labia were humiliatingly kneaded, and then scraped across her engorged clitoris.
Yitong clenched her fists and placed them on the coffee table. Her whole body was trembling slightly and tense. Electric currents of shame, humiliation and pleasure rushed out from the contact point between my fingers and my lips, rushing straight into the pores of her body, making her tremble. She tried hard to cut off the sensation from there, but her petals were unconsciously engorged, opening and blooming, as if teasing the visitor's rough fingertips, constantly oozing out clear floral dew, so that the invader could knead and rub it faster.
The whole world seemed to have disappeared, and all that remained for Yitong's senses were the waves of electric current from her honey lips. There seemed to be a voice in her heart telling her to give up resistance and concentrate on enjoying it.
Suddenly, I stopped and quickly pulled my hand out from under Yitong's skirt.
Yitong was still immersed in the pleasure halfway up the mountain, but she suddenly woke up and unconsciously clamped her legs together. She was eager for me to continue and want to prolong that pleasure.
But I didn't want to stop, because Ying'er had finished speaking and was about to stand up. If I didn't stop, Ying'er would see me from her high position.
"Okay, that's all. Make sure to remember this, especially Xiaojie!"
"Yeah, yeah, sure."
Seeing my obedient expression, Ying'er would never have thought that I was harassing her good sister while she was talking, so she didn't say anything more and stretched.
"I'm going to take a shower. I'm so dirty..."
"I...I'll go prepare breakfast for you..."
Zirou was originally a little embarrassed to face me, and was pulled over by Ying'er, who said that it was okay for the four of us to be together. Now that Ying'er had finished speaking, she couldn't wait and found a reason to leave. In a blink of an eye, only Yitong and I were left in the living room, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.
"Ying Er said... to pretend nothing happened..."
Although I had some desire to continue, Yitong stopped me because of the long-term strict family education.
"But Ying'er also said that it was after she left, and she hasn't left yet, so you are still my little maid!"
Ying Er may not have noticed this when she spoke, but I caught the loophole.
I put my right hand through Yitong's waist and hugged this school beauty girl to myself, letting her lean on my chest. My left hand reached under Yitong's skirt again, returning to the valley that had just been caressed to make a stream flow.
I unzipped my pants with my right hand and let my huge dragon jump out from under my pants. Ever since I saw the scene of Yitong and Ying'er Lily this morning, my cock had become extremely huge and could finally come out and get close to the school beauty's body.
My cock trembled and poked Yitong's lower abdomen through her maid outfit, rubbing against the smooth surface of the fabric.
My left hand continued to caress Yitong's vagina with my fingers deep inside her skirt, while my right hand grasped Yitong's virgin breasts through her maid outfit. The breasts were much fuller and more developed than those of girls of the same age. The soft, smooth and elastic touch immediately made my cock rise a few more times.
Yitong, who was held in my arms, was surrounded by pleasure, shame and humiliation. She had no way of telling where these pleasures and electric currents came from. She felt limp all over and let me wreak havoc on her.
And after her appetite was aroused, when she felt the pleasure of fatal temptation again, this icy school beauty even put her hand on my chest to push me away, but in fact she raised her chest and twisted her hips, allowing me to better knead her breasts and touch her sweet lips.
I pressed Yitong's head down, and regardless of her resistance, I inserted my dick directly into her little mouth and thrust it in and out with my waist straightened.
His fingers were rubbing the school beauty's pure yet oozing lips, while one hand greedily toyed with her plump, round and firm breasts, two fingers obscenely kneading the delicate nipples through her maid outfit. The school beauty was forced to lie between his legs, his cock constantly sliding in and out of her little mouth, the ferocious glans almost filling her mouth, as if telling of its master's exploding animal desire. The school beauty felt extremely humiliated, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid and heavy, and from time to time she let out a suppressed moan.
My fingers were digging faster and faster, the tip of my middle finger kept grinding and kneading Yitong's clitoris, while the fingers of the other hand were quickly scraping her increasingly hard nipples. I felt that her two labia had been swollen and enlarged due to the teasing, and her tender and juicy flower buds were erect with blood. The nectar was oozing out more and more, making my fingers sticky and stringy.
Yitong's heartbeat was accelerating. Ying'er could come in at any moment, and yet she was dressed in a maid outfit, being toyed with by me like a real private maid. The humiliation and tension made her heartbeat even faster, and her labia seemed to be rapidly engorged with blood. This engorgement also increased the contact area between her lips and my fingers. As I teased her clitoris with increasing force, it brought an explosive pleasure and impact. She felt her nerves completely lose awareness of her surroundings under the impact of the pleasure. Faster, harder... faster... faster... It was as if a huge firework exploded in her mind... I couldn't bear this kind of stimulation either, and I shot thick semen after thick semen into the school beauty's mouth.
Yitong tried hard to hold back the liquid that kept flowing out of her pussy, and finally pushed me away after her climax. She sat back in her seat, and looked around with her mouth full of semen, trying to spit out the fishy and nauseating stuff in her mouth.
But at this time, footsteps were gradually approaching, and judging by the time, Ying'er had almost finished taking a shower.
Yitong glanced at me with resentment, but at this moment her face was flushed, and she looked at me more like she was looking at me with affection. Finally, before Ying'er entered the living room, Yitong still endured the fishy smell, and with a movement of her throat, she swallowed all my semen...