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Chapter 37 Staffroom Sluts
The next day at noon, after lunch, there were still forty minutes before class.
I pulled my baby Keke into my arms, kissed her hard for a while, and then sent her and Gu Qianyi back to the classroom.
Qianyi stood there glaring at me the whole time I was tongue‑kissing Keke, and when she left, she gave me a kick.
Keke was always protective of me, but when she saw Qianyi bite or kick me, she would just smile and watch, never intervening.
Instead of going back to the office, I headed for the library.
The overall literary level of this world is much lower than in the main world, so even high‑school essay competitions are fairly ordinary.
I read Qin Yu's prize‑winning piece. It was decent, but there was still plenty of room to improve.
As I made my way through it, correcting here and there, I noticed the essay's theme was love. That made me think of Su Wan.
I had to admit, although the most important woman in my heart now was my beloved Keke, and my favorite woman to fuck was Keke's mother Yan Yi, the one who most perfectly fit my aesthetic ideal was still Su Wan.
It was as if she had been made in the image of my dream woman, and she was the first girl I liked after crossing over into this world.
A pity.
Outside, the trees were already dressed in autumn colors. Even though autumn here was not cold, the wind still carried a faint sense of melancholy.
Feeling a bit wistful, I sighed and murmured, "The finest things are never lasting, bright clouds scatter easily... colored glaze is fragile..."
As I was sunk in my little reverie, a pure, gentle girl's voice sounded: "That line you just recited~ whose poem is it?"
I turned my head to see a pure, graceful girl standing not far away, a copy of Ancient Poetry in her arms.
She wore the same school uniform as the others, but had not pulled her skirt up higher; even in uniform, she gave off a clean, fresh feeling.
On her left hand she wore a white wrist guard embroidered with a small yellow flower.
She was nothing like Keke Keke's cuteness and big tits gave her a "touch‑me" air, the kind of girl you wanted to hug and pinch her face.
And unlike the other school beauty, Qianyi pretty, but all proud temper and arrogance this girl gave off a totally different feeling: clean, refreshing.
If "virgin" had a synonym, it might be her.
Of course I knew, a girl of seventeen or eighteen here was unlikely to be an actual virgin. In a world this decadent, you could not expect such luck.
She saw me staring and waved a hand in front of me: "Mr. Yu?"
I came back to myself, scratched my head awkwardly. She blushed a bit, then noticing what was on my desk, exclaimed: "You… you're correcting my essay?"
I stared. "You, you're Qin Yu?"
She snatched the notebook from me, gave me a quick, embarrassed glance, and hurried off.
I sighed again caught by the author herself. I packed up and went back to the office.
At the end of the first period, I had just returned to the office when I saw a middle‑aged man standing at He Shuyu's desk. She was squatting on the floor, one hand fondling his balls while working his cock with her mouth.
I had memorized the faces and names of all the school staff. I recognized him as someone from the Academic Affairs Office, which meant he was probably here to see me.
Sure enough, he saw me. Without stopping his use of He Shuyu's mouth, he nodded and said: "Xiao Yu, I have something to talk to you about."
I smiled back: "You go ahead, no rush finish up first."
He grinned, held He's head and began thrusting more actively: "You're blessed, Xiao Yu, to share an office with the three prettiest teachers in the school! Oh~ Xiao He~ tighter now, I'm gonna cum!"
She clutched his waist, working her mouth furiously until at last he shoved deep and came, holding her head down.
She closed her eyes, swallowing again and again.
A moment later he let her go, pulled out, and at that moment Ding Yuqian came back.
He laughed on seeing her: "Ah, Xiao Ding, perfect timing come clean me up."
She glanced once at his cock, rolled her eyes and went to her desk.
Looking awkward, he shot me a look; I shrugged she was always like that.
He Shuyu spat the remaining cum from her mouth, and he shoved back into her mouth so she could suck him clean.
Still not satisfied, he said: "Xiao He, turn around, I want to fuck you."
"No~ I have a class next," she said.
"It's fine, we've got ten minutes enough for a quick one."
She sighed, bent over her desk, flipped her skirt up, slipped off her panties: "Make it quick and don't cum inside, I just washed."
"Alright!" he said, rubbing himself on her slit before pushing in.
She clutched the desk as he pounded her, the furniture squeaking.
Looking at me with a smile, she asked: "Yu Qi~ want my mouth?~ Or shall we tag‑team and you take my ass?~"
I waved her off.
Just then Qianyi came in. I started to stand to give her my seat, but seeing the man, she scowled and walked out.
The man saw her too, and said while pumping into He: "Xiao Yu~ that Fang Qianyi in your class is gorgeous. Heard you made her mom your sex slave?"
"She's got the surname Gu now same as her mother."
"Oh right, Gu… Gu Ling, wasn't she a prostitute? I fucked her a few times back then. Gorgeous woman made you want her again and again. Oh~ Xiao He~ not so tight~"
"And now that Gu Ling's your slave, does she still work? To be honest, I'd like a few more turns with her. Sometimes I see her waiting for you at the gate even prettier than before. Gets me hard every time."
"No. She's not working anymore, I cancelled her prostitute license."
"Pity. I was dreaming of double‑teaming mother and daughter just the thought gets me going! Oh~ Xiao He~ I'm gonna cum~"
He Shuyu quickly pulled him out, turned and squatted, stroking him until he spurted thick cum across her pretty face.
I thought to myself: hell, even I haven't fucked mother and daughter together.
He tucked himself away and said, "Come with me."
In the corridor, he finally said what I'd already guessed: he was here to replace me.
After that was done, he said: "You're really not gonna let Gu Ling work? She could fetch good money 2,000, easy let me fuck her a few more times."
"Ever hear of Fang Zheng and Fang He being arrested?" I said.
"Vaguely, saw it in the news, why?"
"Gu Ling used to be Fang Zheng's. He'd work her to death dozens of clients a day… she was tortured for so long it's just… better to stop."
I made it sound like she had serious trauma. "You've been to the Fang place you know."
He sighed, "Shame. You've worked hard."
He added: "And the daughter, Qianyi you hit that yet?"
I showed him my scar: "She bit me here. Mouth full of blood, nearly took a chunk out. I'm honestly scared of her."
That startled him enough to make him leave. I flipped him a middle finger behind his back.
Turning there was Qianyi, glaring at me from down the hall, making me jump. When he was gone, she ran up and bit my hand again. At least she didn't use much force this time.
Releasing me, she said: "He's a bastard!"
I tried to pat her head; she slapped my hand away. "If he's a bastard, why bite me?"
"Because I want to! I want to!" she said, biting me again.
I showed her the teeth marks: "You see? Covered in them."
"Serves you right!"
She glanced after his retreating back, remembering…
Coming home from school, she'd heard her mother screaming. Charging in, she'd seen Gu Ling hanging upside‑down by the ankles, hands braced on the coffee table, both holes stuffed with dildos buzzing away.
One man was yanking her head back to arch her spine, fucking her mouth while holding a burning candle, dripping hot wax onto her packed pussy. Gu Ling's body was marked with rope and whip welts; the floor littered with toys from earlier tortures.
Qianyi had tried to attack the man, but Fang Zheng kicked her down.
When she came to, she was on the floor being fucked by Fang Zheng, while the stranger pulled the dildo from Gu Ling's pussy and shoved the candle in. Flame flickering, wax streamed down to scald her.
That stranger had been the man who just left.
Back in the present, she murmured, "Dad~"
I quickly covered her mouth.
But she pulled away: "You can let your friends play with Mom, but you can't let her work again! If you need money, when I have a job, I'll give you everything!"
I softened, patted her head: "Don't worry. I won't let her do that again. And you keep your own money just be well."
I pulled her into a hug, stroking her back: "By the way, I got you a new SIM card. Cancel the old one, okay?"
Her old WeChat Moments had been full of filthy pictures I already knew Fang Zheng and Fang He had forced her to take them to lure clients. Old customers still called sometimes, so I changed her phone and number.
She stared like she was weighing my intentions. After a while, she rose on tiptoe I jumped back.
Scowling, she said: "Don't run!"
"I'm not stupid."
She bit her lip, then smirked, opening her mouth to shout. I lunged to cover it; she grabbed my waist, smiling up at me.
I released her: "If you yell like that in public again, I'll mmm "
Before I could finish she went up on tiptoe and kissed me. I hesitated, unsure if she meant it or just wanted to bite my tongue, so I kept my mouth closed.
Sensing that, she pulled back, frowned: "Open your mouth!"
"Huh?"
"Hmph!"
She kissed me again, and this time slipped her tongue in. Seeing her eyes closed and no sign of biting, I relaxed and kissed her back.
We stood in the corridor in plain view but no one cared; couples had sex or made out out here every day. Still, as one of the school beauties, Qianyi had admirers, and a few eyes watched from down the hall.
I don't know how long we kissed, but she got hotter, letting go my waist to loop her arms around my neck, pressing close, one leg rubbing me. She was even moaning hard not to get stiff.
I grabbed her waist, slipped a hand up under her skirt. She trembled but didn't resist, kissing more fiercely.
We'd only kissed twice before. Her young lips and tongue were so sweet I didn't want to stop.
A tap on my back made me finally break it. She withdrew her tongue but gave my lips a last peck, licking off my spit.
Zhu Ying stood behind us smiling: "Do his lips taste good?"
Qianyi's face flared; she shoved away from me, kicked my leg, and bolted.
Zhu Ying watched her go. "Why not make her your slave too?"
I shook my head.
Not pressing, she said: "Didn't mean to break that up, but the bell's rung…"
I thanked her quickly, dashed in for my book, and ran to class.
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