I am a Succubus, which was not known in the past because I only committed crimes in my dreams. Of course, in the future no one will know either, because I have an invisibility cloak. Based on the above two points, people only know me as a student.
I was ostensibly a student, but secretly a lecher, and of course, not just in my dreams anymore.
I went to the classroom to study and saw a man and a woman moving around in the corner of the last row. The classroom is supposed to be a place of learning, so they were disrupting the teacher’s order, and I was so distracted that I went to the restroom. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t to jerk off, it was to change my clothes – to change into an invisibility cloak. It’s a bit like Superman, isn’t it? It doesn’t matter. If you do another movie in the future, don’t call it “Superman”, just call it “Succubus”. Ha-ha-ha!
I entered the classroom again, but of course, no one would know.
I sat down next to the woman, and I was going up and down on her just like the guy. Here’s a note: the woman was quite pretty, or I would have ignored her.
Her face could only be considered not ugly, but her body was a different story: white and red skin, a light red mark when pressed, could be blown away. Breasts are not big, but youth makes them elastic. Besides, I wasn’t going to breast-fuck her, so big wouldn’t help. The highlight of her body was her lower body – a ripe, plump belly with an unkempt private area – and she was lucky to have one that wasn’t hairy. Her buttocks were smooth and well shaped, not comparable to a model’s, but the texture was excellent.
Regrettably, she was wearing tight jeans, and although I wanted to caress her thighs, I couldn’t help but be too narrow to insert my hand into them. Although her legs weren’t very pretty, they were jade legs full of girlishness, so how could I not feel sorry for them?
Touching her made me urgent myself, but I couldn’t put her into a big fuck, so I was anxious to use my fingers as a weapon and go straight for the jugular.
Ah! The woman finally couldn’t help but break the teacher’s silence, she angrily glared at the man and said: When did I let you in! Bastard, I’m going to break up with you!
To everyone’s dismay, they walked out of the classroom – the woman in front, the man right behind – with a look of disbelief and frustration on their faces.
Poor boy, I didn’t mean to make fun of you.
Since we have a treasure, we have to make full use of it and not bury it, right? Just like today’s economic system, how many talents have been buried ah! I can’t be like those corrupt officials. But also can not always use it to get some vulgar that? So I decided to play a big one – to get the school’s schoolgirl.
What is the definition of a school beauty? The school flower, the first beauty in the school. She thinks of herself as noble, cold and frosty, and has a large number of suitors who don’t care about her, and so on. Our school’s school beauty is the same. Imagine, can put down a noble and reserved beauty, which man does not want to try? What’s more, I now have this condition, and then do not do it, is not a fool is what?
Being followed by an invisible man, have you ever tried it? Don’t say you have, because I’ve only ever stalked a schoolgirl. If you insist that you are a schoolgirl, there’s nothing I can do about it, but you’re in deep shit. By stalking, I mean wherever she goes, I go. But the invisibility cloak allows me to enter places that normal stalkers can’t without fear, such as the girls’ restroom, and then the schoolgirl’s vagina, haha!
Indeed there was just that one day when I followed her into the ladies’ room and watched her take off her pants, squat down, and heard the sound of shushing water. Also saw her change her pads in passing as she got up. Her hasty movements made me have to stop before I could appreciate it enough. However, the restroom was not a good environment for making love – it was dirty and uncomfortable. In my opinion, only the bed is really good for sex. So, do I have to get a bed? No need to. Because the school girl’s dormitory was full of beds.
That very evening I lay on Schoolgirl’s bed with a big grin, waiting for her to come to bed after her shower. I even made an invisible condom out of the fabric of my invisibility cloak in order to make love to her. Good thing that fabric was super thin.
There were four people living in the school dormitory, all girls, of course. Since she was prettier and the other ones were uglier, she didn’t have a good relationship with them. Women were like that, alas. So much so that at night, when the schoolgirl screams for help in bed, the other three just think she’s talking in her sleep. But you’d probably get that same cold shoulder if you were also raped by an invisible man and screamed for help. But the schoolgirl would probably be a little bit worse, because those three people are thinking: Bitch, you’re in heat again! –I guess so.
And indeed it was. About an hour after the schoolgirl went to bed, and an hour after I stood waiting in front of her bed, the action began. Although I knew I wouldn’t be caught, I was still a little nervous – it was the schoolgirl I was going to screw, after all. Trembling slightly, I got into the schoolgirl’s bed and lifted her covers to undress her. She didn’t really have any clothes on: it’s said that wearing a bra to bed will make your breasts sag, and the schoolgirl loves her beauty so much that she doesn’t wear a bra to bed. All she had on was a tiny pair of white panties.
The cool air of late fall woke her up in no time. It seemed a little strange to her to realize that her covers were gone and she was naked. It was obvious that it was still a bit of a daze, though, and there wasn’t much movement other than looking around for the covers – not even in her underwear.
I didn’t hinder her, so the quilt was back over her. However, I gauged that she was about to fall asleep again when I lifted her quilt again. Again and again, she finally couldn’t take it anymore. She sat up and looked around for something. Unfortunately, she couldn’t find anything. She had no choice but to lie down again, eyes open, hands clutching the quilt, waiting for a rabbit, waiting for someone to lift. And I didn’t want to tease her anymore – don’t make her catch a cold.
However, I got under her covers – from the foot end – and kissed her toes. She shuddered and immediately sat up again, the covers slipping down to her waist, exposing her fabulous, fabulous upper body. I immediately retreated from the covers, and in one black tiger move, grabbed onto her full, high breasts. Until this time, she finally couldn’t help it, whimpering: help ah, help ah! At the same time hands in the four surroundings chaotically grasping.
Haha, no one can save you! I said in my heart. Both hands continued to move, lightly, heavily, alternately kneading her jade breasts, and her middle finger even flicked her small, round nipples from time to time.
I felt her breathing grow ragged and her cries for help slowly blurred. Of course, I couldn’t help myself, like a hungry tiger pouncing on a tiger, I pressed on her white jade-like body and sealed her lips with mine. Her lips were so sweet and flavorful! I don’t know how her bottom lips are like.
As my hands continued to ravage her Dong body, my mouth gradually moved down. Lips passed her neck, breasts, waist, belly, and came to her fragrant grass.
Under my caresses, this fragrant meadow had long since turned into a well-watered oasis. Nectar with the fragrance of peach blossoms slowly flowed out from the schoolgirl’s jade door. I used my mouth to bring her to orgasm again and again, and at the same time, my little brother grew bigger and bigger.
With one hand free, I unzipped my pants and raked my hard-as-iron bottom up and down the inside of her thighs. The cries for help were gone, replaced by ah, ah moans. I hated to enter her, but how could I not have a little more fun with such a great opportunity?
I’ve always been interested in breast-fucking, and I’ve been salivating over the schoolgirl’s ample breasts for a long time. How could I not try it? So my big gun, which was covered with the schoolgirl’s nectar, pumped in and out of her deep cleavage. The schoolgirl closed her eyes tightly, as if this was a dream that would disappear if she opened her eyes.
I simply took off that invisible condom and made absolute intimate contact with the school girl. Too good, such a beautiful girl lying in my crotch, just the mental stimulation has already made me delirious. It didn’t take long before I couldn’t hold back, breaking open the schoolgirl’s tiny mouth and shoving my big gun in, I shot out my cum that had been building up for days.
Ahem, she choked and coughed on me, but kept her eyes closed tightly as if she was waiting for something. Oh, could it be that she was waiting for me to enter her bottom?
She really thought of it as a wet dream.
So I parted her jade legs and cashed my rejuvenated jade pillar into her spring-flooded peach.
Ahh! She screamed out again. I was really worried that she’d woken the other three, although it didn’t really put me in any danger, but habit makes it so.
Could it be that she’s still a virgin? I thought as I watched her frown tightly in pain.
Touching her private parts, I put my finger to the tip of my nose and smelled it with a faint odor of blood.
Picked up a great deal this time! Tonight was her first night, which made it all the more exciting for me. Whether she could handle it or not, I rammed up even harder – the whole bed shook for it.
She tried desperately to keep her voice down, but the ah, ah sounds continued to linger. In the meantime she tried to open her eyes once, but could see nothing – of course she couldn’t. Then she closed her eyes again, with an air of resignation, as if to leave this bodily affair in the hands of Heaven. This, of course, was because the stimulation of her lower body was overwhelming her.
Is she a slut? She has no choice. I think that’s an apt description of the current schoolgirl.
That night, I made love to her continuously and I never left their dormitory until dawn. Even after they left the dorm to go to class, I was still lying on the schoolgirl’s bed resting. I saw that the school girl’s face was red all the time, and when she got up, she walked around the dormitory as if she was looking for something, but she didn’t find anything, and her face was full of puzzlement and shyness. I also saw that the eyes of the other three were filled with anger and contempt – it didn’t take any guessing to realize that the schoolgirl’s screams last night must have caused them to be in the throes of spring as well, and they had a hard time sleeping through the night. Haha!