Chapter 32 Chapter 2 of the Dream of the Days Related to Xiaolu

My name is Xingyun. I live alone in the family area of ​​a certain university. Although my parents are still alive, they all had their own lives when I was a child, so basically they didn’t go back to this home.

My sophomore year this year, to be precise, is the end of my sophomore year now. The classes have been completed, and there are only a few exams left.

I really look forward to the two months of summer vacation after the exam, so I can avoid going to school for two months.

Although I have good grades, I don’t like going to school very much because I don’t know why I have a good relationship with everyone, so I actually have no friends.

The only thing that can be considered a friend is a playmate from a young age, and only this friend can make me reveal my worries. However, a friend has been away from our city for many years, but now this situation seems to have changed.

After watching the two people who had just left my house disappear from the corner of the community from the windowsill, I sat foolishly on the bed and recalled everything that happened that night.

I was followed after I came back from school, then I was harassed in the library, and then I was blocked by a few girls I didn’t know on the way home. Finally, I was rescued by a couple who had only met once before. I also guided the boy and the girl to my house, and even left the other person to spend the night at my house.

Not only that, I also shared the same bed with them, had a long talk, and even gave my first time to the boy I had only met twice.

Everything is crazy.

Thinking of this, my face began to turn red and hot again.

But I found that I didn't seem to hate that guy very much.

Because of my parents, since my parents divorced, no one was willing to care about me, I became particularly disgusted by boys, and I felt very disgusted by all kinds of care they were doing on weekdays.

Even now, I feel nauseous when I think of the boys being attentive to me.

But I don't feel this disgusting only when I think of that boy.

Maybe it was because that boy didn't show his affection for me.

When I came to my senses, I found myself sitting by the bed.

The T-shirt I took off from the boy's hand was thrown on the bed by me.

I picked up the clothes and stared at them for a long time, and finally decided to throw them into the washing machine to wash them off.

After I threw the boy's T-shirt and other dirty clothes into the washing machine, my stomach suddenly roared.

Thinking about it, since I finished eating outside at night, I have eaten nothing until now, and I just drank a glass of milk in the middle of the night.

From the evening to nearly noon the next day, I did other things violently. It would be strange if I was not hungry now.

After cooking something casually in the kitchen, I went back to my room and sat on the bed.

I rubbed my feet, and it seemed that it was not as painful as last night. I should have been completely cured before I returned to school on Sunday.

I stretched and found that I had nothing to do now. I had fewer college homework, and it was still a final exam. I brought nothing back to my study tools except the pens I used during the exam yesterday.

Although I had a night of rest, I still felt very tired after a night of tossing.

Think about it, it's okay anyway, so why not keep sleeping for a while.

When I woke up again, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

I took out all the clothes in the washing machine and dried it. Finally, I stared at the boy's clothes hanging on the clothesline and thought to myself that this might be the first time I was washing clothes for a boy, and it was the first time that a boy's clothes were hung on my balcony.

Will we meet again in the future?

What kind of relationship will be between us after meeting?

I couldn't help but start thinking about this problem.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that yesterday I planned to find someone who finally came back from another place to my friend's house. Among the people I knew, I could be considered my friend.

I originally agreed that she would come back and see her, but so many things happened last night, so I had to change the time.

I picked up my cell phone from the front of the table and called the other party.

The other party happened to be at home, so I immediately put on my clothes and went out. Of course, I also wore my underwear and underwear on my body well.

Speaking of this, I was more or less influenced by that friend. Although my friend did not have the habit of not wearing clothes at home, she usually loved reading books and reads all kinds of books, so she had a wide range of knowledge. I have talked about this a lot about this, and I always feel that she is more lustful than ordinary girls, so every time she talks about these things to me, I feel hot all over.

By the time I came back from that friend's house, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and the sun had already set.

After I returned to my room, I naturally took off myself naked.

I sat in a chair and played with the computer for a while, and suddenly I thought that the clothes I hadn't been put in on the balcony.

I got up naked and walked out of the room, then came to the balcony door of the next room.

The family area where I live is the older family area of ​​the school. The houses are all two bedrooms and one living room buildings. Only one of the two rooms has a balcony, and the room I live in happens to have no balcony.

I stood at the door and hesitated for a while. I didn’t even have underwear and underwear on me now.

Although it is already dark outside now, who can guarantee that I will not be seen when I walk naked on the balcony?

Although I don’t wear clothes at home, the curtains are tightly pulled, for fear that others will see some clues from outside the window.

Although I don’t like to wear clothes and occasionally have the habit of showing off, I don’t want to be discovered by others when I’m naked.

I turned around and wanted to get a coat to put it on my body first, and then I thought that I dared to expose myself outside naked before, but now I just went to the balcony to collect my clothes naked, but I was hesitant.

I laughed at myself and then opened the door to the balcony.

Although I have decided to go to the balcony to collect clothes naked, it is better to be careful about this.

I carefully poked my head out and confirmed that there was no one in the houses in the building opposite that were on the lights, and then I carefully lowered my body and slipped out.

Although it was just eight o'clock now, it was already quiet outside. Apart from hearing a few wild cats, there was no sound anymore. It was good to live in the family area of ​​the school, and the evening was surprisingly quiet.

Fortunately, the balcony wall was completely sealed, so I squatted behind the wall, and people outside could never see me.

I hunched over and held the clothespin with both hands.

In order to prevent people outside from seeing my naked body, I had to squat down and hold the end of the clothespin. Although people outside really couldn't see me, because the front end of the clothespin was too long, I couldn't control the direction of the clothespin well.

It took me a lot of effort to hook the clothes hanger, but my hand accidentally shook, and the clothes slid off the clothesline.

Seeing that the clothes were about to fall, I instinctively rushed forward.

As a result, my clothes were caught, and I also lie on the ground with a plop, and my chest and thighs also made an intimate contact with the ground.

Only then did I realize how painful it is to fall on the ground without clothes.

Fortunately, the balcony floors were all tiled, so there were no scratches on my chest and thighs.

I touched the place I just touched the ground, but my thighs were a little dirty, but my nipples became hard unconsciously.

I touched my nipples, and my nipples have become super sensitive now. I reacted when I touched my body, and I immediately put my fingers into my pussy and played with them.

When did I start to become so lustful? I suppressed the desire to masturbate and laughed at myself.

I got up and stood up straight, carefully checked the clothes in my hands in the lights in the room, and I didn't feel relieved until I checked that the clothes did not touch any dirty things.

Just then I suddenly realized that I was standing upright on the balcony now so that others could easily find me from outside.

Thinking of this, I was so scared that I hurriedly ran into the house in panic.

After I ran into the house, I secretly looked out through the crack in the door. I realized that there was no one standing in front of the window in the opposite building with the lights on.

After I returned to my room, I lay directly on the bed, and the clothes I had put in before were also scattered beside me.

I stretched on the bed and looked at the time.

It's getting late. I was very tired yesterday and now I have nothing to do at night. It's better to go to bed early.

I got up and folded all the clothes I had collected before and put them into the cabinet, and then took the remaining ones from the boy.

I began to hesitate, how should I deal with this dress?

Should I go back?

But I didn't know where the other party lived, nor did I have any contact information, so I didn't even know what the other party called.

Finally, I had to fold my clothes and put them on the bed, then lay on the bed, close my eyes and prepare to go to bed.

Time passed by minute by minute, and I found that I couldn't sleep.

I don’t know if it was because I just went to the balcony to collect my clothes naked, but my whole body was in a state of restlessness.

My hands began to unconsciously reach towards my pussy, wanting to continue the unfinished movements on the balcony.

I touched the surroundings of my vagina, but the vagina didn't seem to have become wet.

I turned my body sideways and tightened my legs on my hands in my vagina.

At this time, the boy's clothes were just placed in front of me.

Without thinking, I grabbed the boy's clothes and put them on my nose.

Although I had already put the clothes in the washing machine for a while, I always felt that the smell of that boy remained on the clothes.

I unconsciously inserted a middle finger into my vagina. During the repeated thrusting, my pussy, which was originally fucked, suddenly became wet, and I quickly got into the state.

The comfortable feeling spread all over my body, but soon a finger became unable to satisfy me.

I also inserted my ring finger into my vagina.

I kept twisting my body, and at the same time covered the entire clothes in my hand on my face.

My mouth began to hum, my brain began to turn blank, my body was lying casually on the bed, my legs could not be opened anymore.

I kept repeating the single movements, and my fingers began to mechanically go in and out. Even though I was in a daze in the end, the movements in my hands still did not stop.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too tired, but before I masturbated, I fell asleep in a daze.

Not only did I fall asleep, but I also had a dream.

I dreamed that I was standing on an unknown path, with black on both sides of the road and nothing could be seen.

What's strange is that the light from nowhere illuminates the path, just like during the day, and the surroundings are still pitch black.

I looked down and found that I was standing naked in the middle of the path. I didn't know where the light came from was illuminating my body clearly.

I didn't seem to care why I was not wearing clothes, and began to walk aimlessly along the path.

The road became wider and wider, and in the end, it became a tar road.

At this moment, a bus suddenly appeared in front of him.

It's not the kind of people who grow up from a distance, but the kind that suddenly appears out of thin air.

Not only that, the bus was also full of people.

If I am naked now, it would be fine if the person in the car saw me. I wouldn't dare to think about what will happen in the future.

Before I could think too much, I turned around and ran back, but at this time I was frightened to find that my body could not move.

As the bus got closer and closer to me, I found that I couldn't even do such a simple movement as squatting down.

Just as I was panicked and about to cry, my hands suddenly stretched out from behind me.

Immediately afterwards, I was wrapped in the coat of the person behind me.

The bus passed by me, and then suddenly disappeared as if it suddenly appeared.

I wanted to look back and see who saved me at such a dangerous moment, but my neck was uncontrollable so that I couldn't look back.

But I found that my body could move.

I turned around and saw a boy standing in front of me.

To be precise, the boy who saved me before happened to be standing naked about one meter away from me.

The coat before had disappeared, but I confirmed from the bottom of my heart that he saved me.

The boy not only stood naked opposite me, but his penis was facing me straight.

The boy suddenly opened his arms to me. At this time, I was not afraid, but instead walked up to hug the boy, and the boy also hugged me.

For some reason, I actually turned my mouth at the boy's mouth and kissed it.

Then suddenly the picture turned, and at this time we were no longer on the road before, but in my room.

I was lying on the bed in a very bold posture, my legs spread out, facing the boy with the most shameful place, as if I was ready to welcome the boy at any time.

The boy stood by the bed, the giant thing under his crotch was bigger than before, and it seemed that he could pounce on him at all times.

I opened my hands to welcome him.

The boy pounced on me like a wild beast, then pushed all the giant objects under his crotch in, and completely filled my pussy.

The boy clamped my thighs with both hands, then held my waist, and his lower body moved wildly.

Instead of resisting, I frantically catered to the boy's movements.

His whole body moved wildly with the boy.

Every stroke of that boy was strong and powerful to the deepest part of my pussy.

The boy in front of me seemed to have endless strength to use. He thrust in and out in my body for a long time, but there was no tendency to weaken at all.

Although the boy pressed me under his body and kept his thick, long and hard thing in and out of my body, I was always very awake, and I was sober that I knew that I like this feeling very much, or that my body liked this feeling very much.

The boy seemed to feel that one position was not satisfying.

He turned me over, then dragged my ass up and inserted his cock into my pussy again.

I am now like a puppy, I raise my butt with my back to the other person.

The boy's cock continued to go in and out violently in my pussy, and it was longer, thicker and harder than before.

In the end, I seemed to feel unsatisfied, so I turned over and pressed the boy under me, then rode on the boy, swallowing the entire cock in one breath with my little mouth below.

I grabbed the boy's hands and pressed them hard on my breasts, and then began to hold the boy's hands and knead my breasts like kneading dough.

I rode on the boy and shook my body wildly.

In the end, the boy reached his limit, and a large amount of semen shot into my vagina, and a large amount of semen was squeezed out by the penis and it was all flowing on the bed.

The boy pulled his cock out of my body, but the ejaculation of the cock did not stop.

The semen continued to gush out of the boy's cock, shot onto my pubic hair, shot onto my stomach, shot onto my chest, shot onto my neck, and finally even made my face full of sticky semen.

I stuck out my tongue and licked a little semen hanging from the corner of my mouth into my mouth.

The taste of semen made me unable to believe that the semen that the boy ejaculated was actually sweet, and both the taste and taste were exactly the same as honey.

I seemed crazy, and I pounced on the boy without any shame, directly put the boy's cock into my mouth, licking the semen ejaculated from the boy's cock, as if there was nothing more delicious in this world than this.

After swallowing all the semen that the boy ejaculated into his stomach, I seemed to feel unsatisfied, so I licked the remaining semen on my penis cleanly.

After everything was done, I just sat on the bed and suddenly realized what I had done just now, and it was so crazy.

An infinite sense of shame suddenly surged in my heart, as if everything just now was caused by the uncontrollable body. It was this sense of shame that made me suddenly wake up from my sleep.

I woke up suddenly from my sleep, and subconsciously touched my whole body, and there seemed to be no other problem except for not wearing clothes.

Everything just now was really just a dream.

But later I realized that that dream was not just a dream.

After waking up, I found that I was lying on the bed in an extremely indecent position.

I lay on the bed with my legs wide open, and between my legs was the clothes that the boy left here.

Not only that, in my sleep, I seemed to stuff a corner of my clothes into my vagina, and the clothes were covered with my vaginal fluid.

Alas, it seems that the clothes were washed in vain yesterday.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh.

But what's the use of washing this clothes so many times? You can't go back to its original owner.

In the next few days, except for the exam time, I was trying to find a way to return the clothes to its original owner.