49: The Trap of Ying Er's Private Show (1)

There was a student union event in the evening, and I had joined it earlier in the evening just to get closer to Zirou. I was bored and playing with my phone downstairs in the teaching building when I got hit on the head with a hammer.

A fresh scent of orange blossom came from behind me, and I knew it was Lin Ying'er who had returned to the dormitory after taking a shower.

"Little pervert, I changed my clothes specially today to accompany you to that rubbish student council event, and you're wearing this tacky school uniform?"

Only then did I remember to take a look at Lin Ying'er's outfit today. She changed into a light-colored dress, with a retro and literary light green sweater draped over it. She tied her hair into a ponytail, put on white sneakers, and put her hands in the outer pockets of her sweater. Compared to her usual flamboyance, she looked somewhat fresh, quiet, simple and generous.

But as she shook her shoulders left and right, looked down at her skirt, kicked the ground with her sneakers, and complained out loud, the peaceful temperament was immediately broken.

"Why do some girls like to wear dresses to look innocent? It doesn't suit my temperament at all."

I sighed deeply

"Let's go, don't embarrass yourself here."

The venue was not big, and Ying Er, who was always flamboyant, chose to sit in the middle of the first row, crossed her legs, picked up the magazine next to her and started reading.

I saw that every boy who walked into the venue glanced at the long-legged girl next to me who was wearing fresh and elegant clothes but sitting in a not very elegant posture, and then looked at me with mixed feelings.

I don't like being noticed by too many people. I feel uncomfortable all over and whispered to Ying Er next to me:

"Can't we just sit in the back and be more discreet..."

Ying Er doesn't even raise her eyelids

"No, I love being stared at by toads like this."

However, as soon as the event started, the seniors from the student union began to speak on the stage.

I saw that Ying Er, who was sitting with her legs crossed before the show started, had changed back to a very ladylike sitting posture, revealing her signature harmless and innocent smile.

"What are you doing."

"You don't understand. I can tell from the look of the guy on the stage that he likes those silly, innocent girls. Isn't this catering to his taste?"

"Don't you think he's greasy? Why try to please him?"

"It's my hobby to tease these stupid boys, isn't it?"

Ying'er and I were communicating in low ventriloquism. I gave her a look of contempt, but she responded with an indifferent roll of her eyes.

But as Ying Er said, I seemed to be completely fascinated by Ying Er. During her subsequent speeches, almost half of my eyes were focused on this long-legged, fresh and beautiful school girl.

Every time I look at me, Ying Er has a simple yet confused look in her eyes, which makes her even more lovable.

"Little pervert, do you think you can learn anything from this?"

"I don't know, I just know that what I said was all nonsense."

"Ah...wasting my time."

Ying Er sighed softly, gave up her serious sitting posture and slowly lay back on the chair.

"The event is almost over, and I have one last little gift."

After bragging for almost an hour, I felt that Lin Ying'er was yawning, but I changed the subject and took out something like a book.

"Huh? What is that?" Ying Er sat up straight.

"have no idea."

"Could it be his meeting notes or something useless?"

When Ying Er and I were guessing each other, my eyes turned over and fell on Ying Er.

"I'll select the most attentive audience members today to perform a little show on stage, and then I'll give them the gifts at the end."

"The boy in the first row who has been listening attentively, could you please come up on stage and help me?"

As soon as the senior entered the sharing venue, he was immediately attracted by a girl in a white dress sitting in the first row. The girl had delicate and beautiful features, bright eyes, white teeth, and fair skin, like a girl idol who just walked out of the TV.

In the following time, the senior found it difficult to take his eyes off the girl, especially when she had a light and graceful air in her every move, but when she looked at him, her eyes moved with a hint of innocence, like an elf.

However, this beautiful elf-like girl always talks to a boy next to her who looks a little frustrated. Although he appears to be indifferent on the surface, he is furious in his heart. He actually sees such a flower stuck in cow dung in his own place. He can't swallow this anger if he doesn't teach the boy a lesson.

The boy seemed a little surprised that he was picked, and looked around. I cleared my throat.

"Classmate, yes, it's you."

After confirming that it was me, I stood up embarrassedly. However, when I stood on the stage, I found that I didn’t seem to have anything to perform. I stood there awkwardly, while many of my classmates in the audience looked very interested. After a while of awkwardness, I remembered that I had performed magic in this classroom before, and the relevant tools should still be there.

"Then I'll perform a magic trick for everyone. Ying'er, come on stage and cooperate with me."

I swallowed and called Ying'er to come to the middle of the podium.

Because I am too familiar with Ying Er, I often overlook that she is also a famous beauty in the whole school. This time, when I looked at Ying Er, I found that she has a slender and delicate figure, with a waist that can't be held in one hand. Even a slightly loose white skirt can't hide her curvy figure. The most important thing is a pair of snow-white long legs wearing a pair of white sneakers with a girlish feel. She has such elegant facial features and such a perfect figure. She is really a beauty.

My eyes almost never left Ying Er's long legs. I didn't come to my senses until the girl walked in front of me, and quickly asked Ying Er to face the audience and turn her back to me.

I learned this magic trick in the magic club. In fact, it can be performed without the cooperation of girls. However, people in the club told me privately that everyone designed this magic trick and kept girls in it so that they could take advantage of the situation with a clear conscience.

I pressed myself tightly against Lin Ying'er's back, and I could smell the fragrance of the girl in front of me, a blend of orange blossom shower gel and virgin body fragrance, which made me a little distracted. What was even more exciting was that because the magician stood behind the girl in this magic trick, my lower body gradually moved closer to Lin Ying'er, who was wearing a white dress.

Ying'er, who regularly exercises and does aerobics, has a more curvy and elastic buttocks than girls of the same age. I just leaned forward and easily stuck to Ying'er's buttock groove. Through the thin skirt and underwear, Ying'er should be able to feel my strong and vigorous penis tonight.

I felt the girl tremble slightly, but she didn't run away. My heart beat faster and I became braver as I felt so happy.

I took out a piece of red cloth and flicked it in front of the girl's eyes. Then a rose appeared from the cloth, and the audience immediately burst into applause. I placed the rose in the girl's hands and asked her to clasp them tightly so that her hands would not be in the way.

I continued my magic trick. I blindfolded the girl with the red cloth in my hand. Then, standing behind her, I pulled out another red cloth and began waving it in front of her, only this time I moved the magic trick down to her chest.

This is the magic trick's ingenuity. The red cloth's large size effectively conceals the hand's movements and creates a "skimping" effect. The audience cheered as the man on stage conjured strips and flowers of fabric as the red cloth fluttered back and forth.

But under the red cloth, I pretended to "inadvertently" press and squeeze the girl's breasts with my nimble fingers. You wouldn't know it until you touched it, but the girl didn't choose to wear a bra after taking a shower today, but chose a slightly thicker vest.

This outfit really suits me. Through the skirt and vest, my fingers can feel the tender breasts of the girl in front of me. They are really firm and elastic. With every touch of my fingers, they are pressed down but bounce back.

When I thought about stripping off this elf girl's skirt one day, and inserting my penis into her delicate and perky buttocks from behind, while grabbing and tossing her soft and plump breasts with my hands, and listening to her sweet moans, I felt like my penis was going to explode. I couldn't help but press my hard and hot penis between the buttock groove under Ying Er's white skirt, and even gently pinched her two fleshy buttocks and thrust a few times, which made me feel so good that I wanted to go to heaven.

Unfortunately, this magic trick couldn't last too long. I just took advantage of it a few times. Finally, I put the five fingers of both hands together like a band conductor finishing, sliding them from the middle of Ying'er's cleavage downward and outward across Ying'er's delicate lower hemisphere. The force was so great that Ying'er's chest even shook slightly, ending the whole magic trick on Ying'er's chest.

I could clearly feel that this series of rubbing movements from behind to the front made the girl a little overwhelmed, and her breathing became heavier, which made me feel even more satisfied.

I looked at the look in the girl's eyes as she turned her head to look at me. There was five parts of anger, three parts of confusion, but still two parts of charm. I was completely mesmerized by her, and it ended with a feeling of wanting more.