That evening, right after finishing my night self-study, I was bored in the dormitory playing WeChat when suddenly someone nearby added me.
Upon looking at the profile picture and seeing it was a big chest photo, I agreed. Quickly, I received a voice message from her.
I listened to it and was taken aback; it was a tender and lovely female voice saying, "Little brother, I'm very bored tonight. Do you want to hang out?"
Then she emitted sexual moans that got my blood racing.
I hastily muted my phone and checked out our distance. To my surprise, she was less than a hundred meters away.
Holy shit, could this woman be one of our university female classmates?
I sent an emoji with intentions of sensual curiosity, and she quickly replied with her voice message saying, "Are you the little brother? Send me your voice message and let me hear."
I coughed once and sent it.
She voiced another message saying, "Little brother, are you robust? Is your little brother big and fierce?"
I didn't expect her to be so direct. I immediately responded that absolutely, I can assure you I'll make you can't get off the bed and your legs won't come together.
She chuckled and said, "Really? Then you send me a picture of your little brother."
As a grown man, I wasn't scared of anything, and I'm very confident about the size of my "brother." Thus, I quickly took a picture and sent it over.
After seeing it, she seemed very excited and voiced, "Wow brother, it's so big. I really want it."
Damn, how provocative, it made my heart itch. So I messaged her back saying that I had sent my picture, it's your turn to send yours.
To my surprise, she actually did send a picture. When I saw it, I almost jumped out of bed.
I never expected that this woman would be my beautiful teacher, class advisor Murong Qing.
I was both shocked and overjoyed, and after carefully checking several times, there was no mistake.
Speaking of Murong Qing, she was in her twenties, young and beautiful. When she was teaching us, she always wore shirts, with a particularly busty chest that seemed ready to burst the buttons at any moment. Her short skirt didn't reach her knees, covering her plump hips. She wore stockings and high heels and always smelled nice.
Every time she taught, us boys were very excited, all staring at her.
I was no exception. In fact, many times, in my dreams, I saw myself and Murong Qing entwining passionately, naked, doing that kind of thing, and I woke up with my pants wet.
She was not only my dream lover, but other boys also daydreamed about her. It's all because she was too sexy and seductive.
Many times, we joked privately that if we could get with Murong Qing, we would be satisfied even if it ended us.
But this Murong Qing was usually very aloof and strict with us. She didn't care if students from other classes slept or played with their phones during class, since it's college after all. But Murong Qing often punished us.
Especially me, I loved to doze off or read extracurricular books during class. Murong Qing often scolded me in front of the whole class and made me wash and recite self-criticism in front of the class.
I actually both loved and hated her. Every time when she punished me, I wished I could just press her onto the bed and have my way with her until she begged for me to stop.
But I never thought that she, who appears cold and aloof on the surface, would actually take the initiative to hook up with a strange man.
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. After all, she didn't know who I was, and I had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Before I could only fantasize about it, but now that she had invited me to get a room, I was determined to pleasure her until she was almost beside herself.
Seeing that I did not respond, Murong Qing seemed a bit anxious, she asked in a voice message, "Why are you quiet, little brother? Don't you like me? Don't I look good?"
Controlling my excitement, I hurriedly replied, "You look great, but could you send me something more sexy? You've seen my 'little brother', I want to see if your figure is as good as it seems."
She told me to wait a moment, and she quickly sent several photos, all of which were revealing. She was wearing only a three-point lingerie, which was translucent.
Below the cover, a pair of voluptuous breasts almost leaped out. The cleavage was deep and enticing. Down below, a semi-transparent lace panty barely concealed a dark and inviting sight that sent pulses racing.
Her mouth was open, her tongue flickering, her eyes filled with hunger. But what got the blood pumping faster were her roaming hands, provocative hips and apparent readiness for a man's touch.
I instantly became aroused. I had often fantasized about her shapeliness and now she turned out to be even more stunning than I had imagined.
"I must say, you are incredibly beautiful. Let's meet. You decide the place, and I will get there at once," I hurriedly said.
Murong Qing chuckled, "Don't be in such a rush, ‘my guy’. As a man, the choice of place should be yours, shouldn't it?"
I was thrilled, but soon realized an issue - she knows who I am.
How I wished I could morph right then and plunge into a passionate encounter. But I didn't want to let go of this golden opportunity. Hastily, I devised a plan - making the room pitch-dark.
I quickly booked a room in a nearby Inn and bought some stuff from a cosmetics shop in the same area. Looking at the mirror, I applied make-up and beard, and put on a mask to be extra safe.
Moments later, I texted her the address. After a little while, I heard a knock at the door.
“I’m here, my guy, open the door quickly," she sounded excited.
Opening the door, I saw her. She looked unpleased on seeing me masked. "What's this? Are you shy?" she asked.
I disguised my voice and answered, "No, it's just that I have a bit of cold and I don't want to pass it on to you. Also, I find it intriguing. Would you like to wear one too?”
Upon saying this, I felt a little anxious. If she refused, I would drop the plan as being recognized by her would be disastrous.
She shook her head and said, "It's alright, as long as you live long, that's all. Let's get started quickly!"
Entering the room, she put down her bag and took out a condom to hand to me, asking, "Do you usually date other women?"
I replied, "I do, but not very often. What about you, are you married?"
Shaking her head, she responded, "No, I do have a boyfriend, but he's out of town for business. He just doesn't cut it in that department, leaving me unsatisfied at night. I particularly crave it today. And by the way, what position do you prefer?"
Startled, I stared at her attractive legs wrapped in sheer flesh-colored stockings and covered by a short skirt. I responded, "From behind, maybe."
She giggled a little, saying, "I happen to like that position too."
As she spoke, she climbed onto the bed, her rounded butt facing me as she geared up for what was to come, looking back at me with lust in her eyes.
I thought to myself, 'she's quite racy. She acts haughty in school; I will definitely have to give her a good time later'.
My hands were trembling a bit as I stood behind her, the moment I touched her slender waist I found it to be soft, her sweet fragrance filled the air, she was extremely sensitive, a suppressed moan escaped her throat, making me somewhat exhilarated.
This was a dream come true, I swallowed, not knowing where to begin.
She glanced back again and said, "Hurry up, brother, I really need it now."