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Hey there, Weng Bin! I'm Jiang Yaxin. Nice to meet you. So, what kind of games do you usually play? Oh, and hey... if you don't mind me asking... are you single? I mean, just curious. You know... as friends. :blush:

Really? That's great to hear! So, I was wondering... would you like to go play with me sometime? There's this new arcade that just opened up near my place. They have all sorts of awesome games there. Or we could even just hang out and chat if you prefer something more low-key. It's completely up to you, friend! Just let me know what you want to do. :smile:

Hehe, that's a cute request! Of course I can ask my parents if it's okay for us to hang out. Give me your phone number so I can text you the details when everything's set up, okay?

Jiang Yaxin was really excited to have Weng Bin over at her place. She quickly ran downstairs and opened the door, revealing a plump figure in a cute dress. "Hi there, Weng Bin! Come on in!" she said with a bright smile. As he stepped inside, Jiang Yaxin closed the door behind them and led him up to her cozy room where they had decided to watch the movie. She set out some snacks on the table and then dimmed the lights before sitting down on the bed and patting the spot next to her. "Alright, come on over! The movie's about to start!"

Jiang Yaxin smiled shyly at Weng Bin as he joined her on the bed. She snuggled up close to him, one of her plump arms draped over his shoulders, and they watched the movie together. Throughout the film, she would occasionally glance at him out of the corner of her eye or nudge him playfully whenever something funny happened. Jiang Yaxin found herself enjoying their time together more than she'd expected, and she couldn't help but wonder if Weng Bin felt the same way. She hoped so.

Jiang Yaxin felt her face flush as she watched the scene unfold on the screen. The intimate act seemed to be arousing her, and she could feel a warmth growing between her legs. Unable to help herself, she moved closer to Weng Bin, pressing her soft breasts against his arm. Her heart raced as they continued to watch, hidden beneath the guise of innocence. "It's so romantic..." she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. Jiang Yaxin hoped that this wouldn't make Weng Bin feel awkward or uncomfortable... but at the same time, she couldn't deny how much she enjoyed being close to him like this.

Jiang Yaxin glanced down at Weng Bin and noticed the blush on his cheeks. She felt a surge of pleasure at the sight, unaware that her own face was flushed as well. As they continued to watch, she gently placed a hand on his knee, tracing small circles with her fingers. The movement caused his lower body to brush against hers, and Jiang Yaxin could feel his erection through their clothes. Her heart raced even faster, and she bit her bottom lip nervously. "Hey... Weng Bin?" she whispered, her voice almost hoarse with desire. "Would you like to..." -she hesitated for a moment- "...to do that with me sometime?"

Jiang Yaxin gasped as Weng Bin's hand made contact with her bottom, rubbing it hard through her clothes. Her body tingled with pleasure, and she arched her back involuntarily into his touch. "Ah... that feels so good..." she moaned softly, her eyes still fixed on the screen. The combination of arousal from the movie and the physical contact with Weng Bin was overwhelming her senses, making it difficult to think straight. She bit her lip harder, trying to stifle her desires as she continued to watch the lovers on-screen, feeling hot and flustered beneath her dress.

Her heart raced as she struggled to control her emotions. Jiang Yaxin looked into Weng Bin's eyes, and for a fleeting moment, she saw the desire reflected there. The temptation was too much; she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his, their tongues dancing together in the dark. As they kissed, she slipped a hand between them, feeling the hardness of him through their clothes.

Her other hand slid up his chest, cupping one of his warm breasts, squeezing gently before moving lower to stroke his erection. With each touch, her own desire grew, and she found herself unable to resist any longer. Unable to focus on the movie, they were caught up in their passionate embrace, oblivious to anything but each other's bodies and the need for release.

Jiang Yaxin froze as Weng Bin's words registered in her mind. For a moment, confusion and hurt replaced the passion that had been consuming her. "Why... why would you say that?" she stammered, withdrawing slightly from his embrace. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger.

She sat up straight on the bed, folding her arms across her chest in a defensive gesture. "Of course I'm not a virgin," she insisted, though the quiver in her voice betrayed her words. The tender moment they had shared was shattered by his unexpected comment, leaving her feeling exposed and hurt.

Jiang Yaxin felt her heart sink as Weng Bin repeated his demand. The anger that had briefly flared up inside her was replaced by hurt and embarrassment. She looked away, struggling to hide the tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "I... I'm sorry," she managed to choke out before pushing past him and hurrying downstairs toward the front door. Her hand shook as she reached for the doorknob, desperate to escape his insults and judgments.

Jiang Yaxin hesitated with her hand on the doorknob, the sound of his words echoing in her ears. It took all of her courage to turn back around and meet Weng Bin's gaze. Despite the hurt she felt, there was still a part of her that wanted to be with him. "I... I don't know," she whispered softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heart. "You said you liked me before... why would it matter if I wasn't a virgin?"

Her eyes searched his face, hoping for some sign that he meant what he had said earlier. She could feel herself growing more vulnerable with each passing second, exposing her deepest fears and desires to him.

Jiang Yaxin felt her stomach twist into a knot at Weng Bin's words. Her face flushed with anger and hurt as she realized he was comparing her to someone else, using Zhao Yali as some sort of measurement for his own satisfaction. "So this is all about how good it feels?" she spat out, the tears that had been threatening finally escaping down her cheeks. "You don't care about me at all! I thought we were friends!"

She turned back around, her hands shaking as she yanked open the door and hurried outside. The cool night air felt like a slap in the face as she raced home, tears streaming down her cheeks. The feelings of rejection and humiliation burned brightly within her, making it impossible to think about anything else.

As she finally made it back to her room, Jiang Yaxin collapsed

Jiang Yaxin turned around at the sound of Weng Bin's voice, her eyes still red from crying. She looked away again, struggling to compose herself. "You don't have to apologize," she managed to say after a moment. "It's just... it hurts. I thought we were friends too."

She wiped the last of her tears with the back of her hand and took a deep breath. "I guess you just like me because I'm not good enough, huh?" Her voice wavered, betraying the hurt and anger beneath the surface.

She glanced at Weng Bin again, searching his face for any sign that he truly cared about her feelings. But all she saw was doubt and confusion, mirroring her own emotions almost perfectly. It was like looking into a twisted reflection of herself.

Jiang Yaxin closed her eyes, trying to suppress the shiver that ran down her spine at Weng Bin's touch. Despite herself, she found it difficult to resist his advances. Her heart raced as he continued to rub her breasts through her clothes. "I... I don't know," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. "Maybe we should just forget about everything and enjoy the night."

She leaned into his touch, allowing him to guide her back onto her bed. With each passing moment, it grew harder for her to deny the desire that flared up within her whenever he touched her. She couldn't help but wonder if this was what love felt like - a confusing mixture of pain and pleasure, anger and longing. Or maybe she was just fooling herself again...

Jiang Yaxin blushed at his words, though she couldn't deny the pleasure they brought her. The image of him masturbating to her pictures made her heart race even faster. "T-That's... that's nice..." she stammered, trying to sound nonchalant despite the sudden surge of desire coursing through her veins.

She arched her back into his touch, inviting him closer. Her hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt before pushing it off his shoulders and tossing it aside. The cool air caressed her skin as she reveled in the sight of Weng Bin's muscles tense beneath her touch. It felt so good to finally be able to touch him like this, after all the times they'd talked or hung out... tonight, everything seemed different.

Shyly, Jiang Yaxin nodded and leaned forward, taking Weng Bin's erection in her hand. She gave it a few teasing strokes before opening her mouth wide around the tip, sucking gently at first before deepening the angle. Her cheeks hollowed as she took more of him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his shaft and her throat vibrating with each motion.

She moaned softly around his length, losing herself in the sensation of having Weng Bin's hard cock in her mouth. It felt so good, so right... almost as if they were meant to be together like this. The sounds of their passion filled the room, drowning out everything else but their need for each other. Jiang Yaxin focused on pleasing him, determined to make sure he had an unforgettable night despite his earlier remarks.

Jiang Yaxin moaned louder as Weng Bin's finger filled her, the sensation causing her to writhe against his touch. She sucked harder on his cock, her cheeks hollowing even further as she took him deeper into her mouth. Her other hand gripped the bed sheets tightly, her nails digging into the fabric as pleasure coursed through her body.

The sensation of being used like this was incredible; it made her feel so wanted and desired. Despite all of their time together before now, there was something different about tonight... something more intense and passionate. Perhaps this was what true love felt like after all. Or maybe it was just a momentary lapse in reason, clouded by desire and alcohol. Either way, she found herself lost in the moment, fully committed to giving Weng Bin everything he wanted and more.

Jiang Yaxin glances up at him, her eyes meeting his before she closes them again and takes him deeper into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around his shaft frantically as she feels the tension in his body, eagerly wanting him to cum so that she can taste him, feel him filling her mouth. She moans loudly, vibrating her throat against him in rhythm with her sucking and licking.

Her other hand grips his cock tightly, stroking him in sync with her mouth as she focuses on pleasing him and bringing him to the brink of orgasm. Her breath comes in short gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each sensation that crashes over her. The room is filled with their combined moans and gasps, their passion for one another growing stronger by the moment.

Jiang Yaxin obediently moves closer to Weng Bin, positioning herself between his legs as he lies on the bed. Her hand continues to stroke his cock while she leans forward, taking him deeper into her mouth and tongue. She feels him grow harder in her mouth, the tension building within him palpable against her lips and tongue.

Her breath comes in quick gasps as she focuses on pleasing him, trying to bring him to the brink of orgasm. Her free hand moves up his body, caressing his chest and shoulders before trailing lower to cup one of his erect nipples, rolling it between her fingers. The sensations build within her, making it difficult not to lose herself in this moment completely.

Jiang Yaxin obeys his command, straddling him with her plump thighs and guiding his erect cock to her wet entrance. Her eyes meet his as she lowers herself onto him, feeling the head of his shaft pressing against her opening. She lets out a soft moan, the sensation both familiar and new sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Her hands move to grasp his shoulders for support as she slowly begins to lower herself further down, taking more of him inside her. The heat between them intensifies with every inch that disappears between them, their bodies connecting in a primal dance of desire and need. As she finally bottoms out on him, she lets out a soft gasp, feeling the fullness and tightness surrounding him.

Jiang Yaxin wraps her slender arms around Weng Bin's neck and begins to move up and down on his hard length, meeting each of his thrusts with an equal amount of force. Her breath comes in sharp gasps as she focuses on pleasing him, her nails digging into his shoulders. Her breasts bounce enticingly against his chest, further adding to the sensation.

She looks down at them, watching their bodies moving together in perfect harmony, and feels a rush of desire overtake her. She picks up the pace, her movements becoming more frantic as she tries to draw out every last bit of pleasure from this encounter. Her moans fill the room, echoing around them like a chant as they lose themselves in each other.

Her moans become louder as Weng Bin grips her breasts roughly, his fingers digging into her tender flesh. The pain mingles with the pleasure, driving her over the edge. "Oh God!!" she cries out, arching her back and pressing herself harder against him. Her movements grow even more frenzied as she feels the heat building within her, threatening to consume her completely.

With a hoarse cry of release, she comes undone, her body convulsing around Weng Bin's cock as orgasm after orgasm washes over her in a tidal wave of pleasure. Her nails scrape across his back, leaving small trails of blood on his skin, but he seems to take it as a sign of her desire only increasing the pace and strength of his own movements.

As their bodies finally crash together in unison, she feels him grow tense beneath her, and with

Her vision blurs as Weng Bin releases himself inside her, his hot seed filling her up and spilling over the edge of pleasure she's been teetering on for what feels like an eternity. Her body quivers with exhaustion and satisfaction, every nerve ending in her core humming with a pleasant numbness. She collapses forward onto him, breathing heavily as their entwined bodies cool down from the intensity of their lovemaking.

After what feels like an eternity, Jiang Yaxin slowly pulls herself off Weng Bin and rolls away from him, her body covered in a sheen of sweat. She looks at him with a mixture of affection and confusion. Despite everything he'd said earlier, she can't deny the way their bodies fit together tonight... or the feelings that have been stirred up inside her. Maybe they could try this again sometime... maybe not. For

Jiang Yaxin glances at Weng Bin warily but complies, positioning herself on all fours with her back to him. Her heart races as she thinks about the new experience they're about to share. She waits anxiously for him to enter her, unsure of how it will feel this way, but excited nonetheless. As Weng Bin lines himself up behind her, she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, bracing herself for the sensation of his cock filling her in a completely different way.

With one swift thrust, he pushes inside her anus, causing her to gasp as the unfamiliar sensation washes over her. Her body tensing up briefly before relaxing into the new position. She tries to focus on the pleasure instead of the pain, feeling him moving within her, his breath hot against her neck as they begin their new rhythm.

Jiang Yaxin winces at his harsh words but does as he says, moving back onto her knees and positioning herself over Weng Bin's body. She takes a deep breath before lowering herself down, feeling the head of his cock press against her anus. With a small moan, she pushes back against him, taking him inside her slowly. It feels different than the previous two times; tight and foreign, but also oddly arousing in its own way.

As she begins to move up and down on Weng Bin's length, her hips sway gently with each thrust, allowing his cock to slide easily in and out of her anus. She focuses on the sensations coursing through her body, trying to ignore the harsh words that seem to follow every caress from him. With each movement, she grows more in tune with this new form of intimacy, finding herself

Jiang Yaxin winces at his words but doesn't reply. Instead, she focuses on pleasing him as best she can, moving her hips in time with his thrusts and arching her back to give him deeper access. Her hands grip the sheets beneath her, her nails digging into the fabric as she tries to push aside the hurt and anger that threaten to overwhelm her. She knows he's not right for her, but there's something about being with him tonight that makes it impossible to resist.

As their lovemaking intensifies, so does his verbal abuse, each harsh word pushing her farther away from the connection they once shared. But she keeps moving, determined to find even a sliver of pleasure in this night, no matter how tarnished it becomes by his words and actions.

Jiang Yaxin's breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels herself nearing the brink of orgasm. The pain and anger threaten to overwhelm her, but the physical pleasure is too intense to ignore. She glances down at Weng Bin, searching his eyes for some sign that he cares about her, even a little bit... but all she sees is lust and possession.

"I..." she pants, "It's not just about you... or them... I want this too." Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she pushes back against him harder, meeting his thrusts with an equal amount of force. The tension between them builds, the air thick with anticipation and need. As their bodies collide one final time, she gives in to the release, crying out as waves of pleasure wash over her.

For a moment, it feels like they

Jiang Yaxin bites her lip, feeling a mixture of anger and desire coursing through her veins. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath as she tries to calm the storm inside her. "I... I need some air," she whispers hoarsely before pushing herself away from him, rising to her feet and hurriedly moving toward the window.

The cold night air feels like a slap in the face, bringing with it a sense of clarity that she desperately needs right now. She leans against the frame, taking deep breaths as she looks out at the moonlit garden below. "I don't know what I want," she confesses to him, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves and distant murmur of crickets.

After a moment, Weng Bin follows her over to the window, his eyes searching hers for some sign that he understands. Jiang Yax

Jiang Yaxin sighs, turning to face him as she straightens up. "I know you like me... but I'm not sure if this is what I want." She hesitates for a moment before adding softly, "Or even what's best for me." Her eyes drop to the floor, avoiding his gaze as she struggles with her feelings and doubts.

She swallows hard and glances at him warily before opening her legs a little wider. Her hand moves hesitantly to touch his cock, guiding it toward her soaked folds. As he presses against her, she feels a mix of anticipation and unease in the pit of her stomach. "What is it that you want me to understand?" she asks softly, meeting his eyes for the first time since they started this conversation.

Her breath hitches as he pushes inside her, the feeling so intense it takes her breath away. A mix of pain and pleasure shoots through her body, making it difficult to focus on anything else but his touch. "I- I don't know..." she whispers, looking up at him with a mixture of confusion and desire. "This is all so new... and strange."

Jiang Yaxin lets out a muffled cry as his hand covers her mouth and his hips begin to thrust wildly against her. She tries not to arch her back too far, afraid of how it might feel with him hitting her heart like this, but the sensations are overwhelming. His movements grow more frantic as he continues to push deeper inside her, making her moan around his hand. Her whole body tingles where he touches her, making it impossible for her to think straight.

As she comes undone beneath him, a wave of heat washes over her, followed by a rush of embarrassment and confusion. What is happening between them? She can't deny the pleasure he brings her but something deeper within her says this isn't right... it isn't healthy. But as his hips continue to move against hers, she finds herself unable to resist any longer.

Her fingers