I am a post-90s girl. Because I am well-nourished, I have already started to develop in the fourth grade.
Once when I was visiting the water park, I was washed to my clitoris while passing a small fountain. A numb pleasure spread throughout my body. From then on, the impact of the legs and the water pipe became my daily operation.
At the beginning, this pleasure gave me great satisfaction, but as I grew older, this pleasure could no longer satisfy me in the first year of junior high school, so I began to seek more stimulation.
When I was in junior high school, I went to a mixed-sleep school (the kind of dormitory where boys and girls live on one floor in the same dormitory). Every time I passed by the boy's floor, I always took a sneak glance. When I saw the boy's bulging crotch, a large piece of underwear would get wet.
However, due to dormitory control, girls cannot enter the boys' dormitory, so I can only rely on fantasy to quench my thirst
One day after school, since I had just finished physical education class, I wanted to go back to the dormitory to change my clothes and then go to the canteen for dinner. When I passed by the boys' floor, I found that the dormitory was not there, so I slipped into the boys' dormitory and came to the men's bathroom. The bathroom was full of men's sweat and stinking urination, which made me very excited. I hid in a compartment and took off my pants. Just when I was about to take off my underwear, I suddenly heard footsteps, which scared me so much that I didn't dare to move.
I put my ears on the door of the compartment and listened carefully to the outside. I could hear the sound of the clothes rubbing, and then the sound of water flowing. I knew this was a boy urinating, which made me feel the urge to rush out naked and be raped. But because this was school, I resisted this impulse and could only endure the urge to moan loudly and massage my clitoris with my fingers, allowing myself to reach an unprecedented climax in this nervous stimulation.
After orgasm, I put on my pants, put my underwear in my pocket, and sneaked out of the boys' dormitory before everyone came back
After this experience, I also found out the management loopholes in the boys' dormitory. I always sneaked into the bathroom of the boys' dormitory when the dormitory manager was away and masturbated. I was satisfied again and again in this stimulation.
Not only that, because I always meet boys who come back to the bathroom in the bathroom, and I am getting more and more courageous. I often secretly open the door and pee the boys. I even saw boys masturbating while watching small movies on their phones. When I returned to the dormitory, these scenes are often broadcast in my mind. I often fantasize about those scenes where I moan under the strong and rough boys.
But it's all just fantasy in my mind, but I didn't expect it to be true soon
Once when I was visiting the water park, I was washed to my clitoris while passing a small fountain. A numb pleasure spread throughout my body. From then on, the impact of the legs and the water pipe became my daily operation.
At the beginning, this pleasure gave me great satisfaction, but as I grew older, this pleasure could no longer satisfy me in the first year of junior high school, so I began to seek more stimulation.
When I was in junior high school, I went to a mixed-sleep school (the kind of dormitory where boys and girls live on one floor in the same dormitory). Every time I passed by the boy's floor, I always took a sneak glance. When I saw the boy's bulging crotch, a large piece of underwear would get wet.
However, due to dormitory control, girls cannot enter the boys' dormitory, so I can only rely on fantasy to quench my thirst
One day after school, since I had just finished physical education class, I wanted to go back to the dormitory to change my clothes and then go to the canteen for dinner. When I passed by the boys' floor, I found that the dormitory was not there, so I slipped into the boys' dormitory and came to the men's bathroom. The bathroom was full of men's sweat and stinking urination, which made me very excited. I hid in a compartment and took off my pants. Just when I was about to take off my underwear, I suddenly heard footsteps, which scared me so much that I didn't dare to move.
I put my ears on the door of the compartment and listened carefully to the outside. I could hear the sound of the clothes rubbing, and then the sound of water flowing. I knew this was a boy urinating, which made me feel the urge to rush out naked and be raped. But because this was school, I resisted this impulse and could only endure the urge to moan loudly and massage my clitoris with my fingers, allowing myself to reach an unprecedented climax in this nervous stimulation.
After orgasm, I put on my pants, put my underwear in my pocket, and sneaked out of the boys' dormitory before everyone came back
After this experience, I also found out the management loopholes in the boys' dormitory. I always sneaked into the bathroom of the boys' dormitory when the dormitory manager was away and masturbated. I was satisfied again and again in this stimulation.
Not only that, because I always meet boys who come back to the bathroom in the bathroom, and I am getting more and more courageous. I often secretly open the door and pee the boys. I even saw boys masturbating while watching small movies on their phones. When I returned to the dormitory, these scenes are often broadcast in my mind. I often fantasize about those scenes where I moan under the strong and rough boys.
But it's all just fantasy in my mind, but I didn't expect it to be true soon