My name is Lily. I’m a fairly open-minded girl in my early twenties, currently living alone in Taipei while pursuing my master's degree. I share an apartment with my roommate, Chloe. I have a petite figure—about 5'2" and 92 pounds—with a 32C-23-33 measurement that most would consider quite standard and lovely.

Chloe is a bit older than me and has a much more striking figure. She stands 5'6", weighs only 105 pounds, and boasts a stunning 34C-24-34 physique that is truly breathtaking.

Once, when I asked my boyfriend if he preferred Chloe’s body, he told me he actually preferred a more petite frame like mine. Hearing that helped balance my insecurities a little.

Still, being short can be a bit frustrating. Even though my proportions and face are quite nice, it feels like my beauty is limited to being a print model—taking pretty photos but nothing more.

One day, my boyfriend, Jack, wanted to go to a pub with some former classmates. His friends wanted to meet his girlfriend, so Jack kept insisting that I go along. It wasn't that I disliked going out, but Jack insisted that I dress very provocatively. He believed that if I showed off my body, his friends would be envious of him.

Unable to win the argument, I decided to dress sexy. That night, I chose a low-cut white camisole with delicate spaghetti straps; the back was held together by a single thin string. To accommodate the open back, I decided not to wear a bra. The fabric of the top wasn't too thin, so my nipples wouldn't be visible from the outside. For my lower half, I paired it with a light blue silk mini skirt.

Jack also insisted that I skip the stockings. Since the weather was warm and we were going dancing, I didn't mind. My legs are quite fair and smooth, so it wouldn't make much of a difference. To finish the look, I put on a pair of white ankle boots. I thought the outfit was sexy enough!

Jack was originally supposed to pick me up in his car, but he had to make a detour to pick up another female classmate, Cathy, who lived further away.

"Lily, sorry! Cathy is running late, so I'll go grab her first. You're closer, so just take the bus!"

Feeling like it wasn't quite right to make him wait, I agreed to take the bus.

It was evening, the peak of rush hour. After waiting for a long time, the bus finally arrived. It wasn't overly crowded, but there were certainly no seats left. As the bus moved along, more people boarded. When it reached the university stop, a group of high school boys rushed on, crowding right next to me as if by design.

Clinging to a handrail, I felt completely surrounded. Suddenly, a wave of regret hit me—was it a mistake to dress so scantily? Would these boys dare to do something?

The scent of sweat from the boys around me made me feel uneasy. Even though they were just high schoolers, they all seemed at least ten centimeters taller than me. They were talking loudly, sounding like members of a track team—a bit cocky and arrogant.

I tried to ignore them, but one boy standing just ahead of me kept staring intently at my body, which made me very uncomfortable.

Before long, the crowd grew even thicker. A boy behind me began to push forward deliberately. I felt a hand pressing against my buttocks through the thin silk of my skirt. Even more startlingly, another hand slid between my thighs, pressing into my crotch. It caught me completely off guard!

Since I was wearing a white, sheer G-string, the fabric was incredibly minimal; his hand was almost touching my intimate folds. I couldn't help but let out a soft, "Mmm~" as I tried to turn back slightly, hoping they would restrain themselves. But it was useless. Another hand slid under my cardigan, tracing the bare skin of my back.

I wanted to call out, but then thought they were just curious boys. I tried to resist passively, but these kids were far more experienced than they looked. The hand at my back found the thin string of my top and untied it. My open-back top was now held up only by the two thin straps around my neck. I was too overwhelmed to care; the hand between my legs was already teasing the ultra-thin fabric of my panties.

Because it was a G-string, the fabric was only a small patch of sheer material. His fingers seemed to be trying to slip through the back string to reach my vagina, making me feel incredibly itchy and sensitive.

The boy pressing against my buttocks was even more shameless. He began to slowly pull my silk skirt up, exposing almost my entire rear! My hands gripped the rail tightly, but two other boys grabbed my wrists. They were surprisingly strong. With my legs squeezed tight, I didn't know how else to stop them.

I thought to myself that on a bus, they would probably just touch me and leave it at that. But the boy staring at me from the front watched the assault with a grin and asked, "Hey, beautiful... you're so pretty! Can we be friends?"

Before I could answer, the hand from behind cupped my right breast, his fingers teasing my nipple, while the hand below successfully slipped a finger inside my vagina and began to swirl. With my skirt being hiked up, it was becoming hard to tell how many hands were touching me.

Another hand reached around from behind to my front, slipping inside my panties to rub my clitoris. It felt as though several hands were surrounding my buttocks, shielding the assault so others wouldn't see. No one had ever touched me like this before; the area was already becoming soaking wet. A low moan escaped my lips...

"Can we be friends? We're from the high school track team," they teased.

"Sure... but can you please let me go?" I pleaded.

The boys around them cheered. "We'll let you go, but only if you hang out with us for a whole day and night!"

"No! I have a date today!"

As the words left my mouth, a hand pulled my panties down to my thighs!

"Hey! What are you doing!" I looked down to see him using a small craft knife to slice through the side of my underwear, easily sliding it down. Suddenly, my lower half felt a cool breeze.

The boy holding my hands snatched my handbag away!

"You guys are too much! Give me my bag, or I'll scream!"

"If you scream, lady, we'll just strip you naked right here. With that tiny skirt and that open top, how long do you think it'll take?"

He was right. If these boys swarmed me, they could have me down to my white boots in seconds.

"What do you want from me? Mmm~" I gasped.

Even as I tried to talk to them, the other hands were relentless. I was becoming so stimulated that I could barely stand. My breasts were being ravaged by two hands, and the situation below was even more intense. One hand was rubbing my clitoris, another was inside my vagina—which was now drenched—and a third hand was even beginning to probe my anus...

"Please... stop... please..." I moaned weakly.

"So, how late will you be busy today? We have the next day off and want to take you out. Is that okay?"

"I'll be at the pub until one or two in the morning... then I have to go home," I replied.

"Fine! We'll wait for you at the pub entrance at two in the morning! We'll keep this bag as collateral."

The boy was a real little rogue.

"Don't be afraid, big sister! We won't hurt you. We just want a beautiful girl like you to play with us!"

"Yeah, we just want to be friends," he added, sounding almost sincere.

But I had no time to judge his sincerity. The sheer number of hands was driving me to the brink of a loud moan.

"Fine! Fine! I promise! Just stop touching me like this... we're on a bus!"

"Alright boys, let her go!" the leader commanded, and the hands finally retreated.

My legs felt weak, and as I began to sink, he reached out to catch me.

"Oh! Thank you!" I whispered. Truly, I owed him one, or I would have landed right on the floor.

"What's your name, beautiful?"

"It's Lily," I replied.

"Such a lovely name!" a nearby boy chimed in lustfully.

"My name is Zigo, the captain of the track team," he said, looking a bit sheepish. "We might have been a bit rude, but we aren't bad boys. You're just... so attractive."

"Don't worry, Lily, we won't bully you," another boy added.

"Then give me my bag back first," I said.

"Okay! But we want your address and phone number," Zigo countered.

"Fine! It's in the bag, so you can't lie," I explained.

Zigo scribbled down my information and handed the bag back to me.

"Lily, we'll see you at the pub at two in the morning!"

Good heavens, they had so much energy. I had no choice but to agree.

"Where are you guys going so late?" I asked.

"A night out!" one replied.

"You're waiting for me until two just to go out?" I asked, surprised.

"No, we'll come to pick you up at two," Zigo said.

"But if I'm tired, don't blame me! I'll have been dancing all night."

"No worries! If you're tired, you can sleep in the car. We have a friend with a car," a boy replied.

"Alright then. See you tonight!"

My stop arrived. Feeling exposed without my panties, I hurriedly stepped off the bus. As I walked away, I could still hear them whispering:

"How much can that tiny transparent thing even cover?"

"She doesn't seem to have much hair, so it should be fine!"

I was mortified. Walking felt so unnatural. It was rare for me to go out without underwear—usually, it was only when I was lounging at home or being lazy while running errands. Especially in such a thin skirt! Even though my original panties were small, they provided a sense of security. Now, every breeze felt like a potential scandal. Fortunately, the walk to the pub was uneventful.

The group had agreed to meet at the entrance. Since I didn't know Jack's friends, the crowd of people waiting made it hard to spot them. I noticed several boys' eyes tracking my every move, which was flattering in a way, but also nerve-wracking. If they happened to be Jack's friends, things would get awkward—especially if they realized my secret.

Around six o'clock, Jack finally appeared, accompanied by a girl with a sweet face. She was wearing blue shorts so short that her buttocks would be half-exposed the moment she sat down. That must be Cathy. A small pang of jealousy hit me, though I told myself my figure was superior, even if she was a bit taller.

"Sorry to keep you waiting!" Jack called out, heading toward the group of boys.

My heart sank. They *were* his friends. They began chatting loudly, and I stood a little distance away.

"Jack, where's your girlfriend? You said you'd introduce us!"

"Even an ugly bride has to meet the in-laws!" one joked.

They seemed very interested in me. Jack had always been a well-liked guy in class, and girls were always trying to get to know him. Because he always played it cool and said I was "ordinary," everyone was curious to see who had actually caught his eye.

Jack had clearly seen me waiting, so he didn't need to call me over.

"Alright, alright! She's here!" Jack shouted.

"It's already six-thirty! Your girl has no sense of time!" someone teased.

I could hear them starting to talk behind my back, but since Jack hadn't called me yet, I decided to play hard to get.

"Don't misunderstand! She's been here for a while!"

"Really!?"

"She's the lady standing by the phone booth!" Jack waved at me. "Hey, Lily!"

I turned and gave a sweet smile as I walked over. The boys' eyes practically fell out of their heads as they watched me approach.

"Hi, Lily!"

"Jack, you're a liar! Your girlfriend is gorgeous!"

"Oh, not really, I'm quite ordinary," I replied with a modest smile.

They introduced themselves one by one: Akin, Jun, Leo, and Biggie. Finally, the last one arrived—Chi Ming, Jack's best friend.

"Let's grab some food at the fast-food place next door before we head in!" Jack suggested.

As the group of eight headed to order, I realized a problem. On the walk over, Leo, Biggie, and Akin had been following closely behind me, staring. Through my sheer red cardigan, they could clearly see my bare back and the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra. That was one thing, but as we went upstairs, they were practically staring up my skirt. It was becoming impossible to hide the fact that I was panty-less.

The boys insisted the girls should go first, clearly wanting a better view. Luckily, I managed to walk ahead of Cathy, using her body as a shield.

When we reached the third floor and turned around, my heart skipped a beat. Several pairs of eyes were staring directly under my skirt! They seemed a little embarrassed to be caught, but Jack was walking at the very back, clearly letting them have their fun. I was definitely going to settle the score with him later!

Once we sat down, I instinctively crossed my legs. While crossing one's legs is usually a good way to stay covered, the sensation of the cold chair against my bare buttocks was incredibly distracting—especially without panties! I worried about hygiene, but there was no avoiding it.

By the time we finished eating and reached the pub, it was past eight. The music was deafening, the air thick with smoke, and people were already dancing. We found a corner table and ordered drinks. Jack sat to my left, and Akin sat to my right.

"Let's have a few more before we hit the dance floor!" Leo encouraged.

Under the group's urging, I downed a large cocktail. It was sweet, but the alcohol hit me hard. After just one, I felt a buzz. Jack took the opportunity to sneak his hand under my skirt. When he realized there were no panties, he looked surprised, but I just gave him a silly, drunken grin.

"Let's go dance!" Cathy suggested.

Everyone headed to the dance floor. I loved dancing, and with the alcohol flowing, it felt amazing. However, my stamina was limited, and after a while, the fatigue began to set in.

Jack mischievously guided me to a seat and handed me a drink. I knew something might be up, but the thirst was intense, and the alcohol had numbed my judgment. Thinking Jack wouldn't hurt me, I drank it all. Almost immediately, a wave of heat washed over my body. My limbs felt heavy and weak; soon, even standing felt like a chore.

"Jack... what was in that?" I whispered.

"It's an aphrodisiac! Haha!" Jack laughed. He had actually drugged me!

I wasn't new to sex with Jack, but why would he do this?

"Why did you make me drink it?"

"Just to see the effect!"

The heat was overwhelming. I had to peel off my cardigan just to breathe. Between the alcohol and the drug, the world was spinning. Jack pressed me back against a bench, kissing me deeply. One hand cupped my breast, while the other was already busy between my legs, kneading my clitoris. I was so wet; it was driving me crazy.

I was on the verge of a breakdown. He used one hand to tease my clitoris while a finger slipped inside my vagina, swirling around.

"Mmm! It feels so good! Your finger is driving me wild!" I moaned, lost in the sensation.

"Oh god! You're too fast... I can't take it!" My legs spread wide.

One foot was tucked under the table, while the other was hoisted up onto the back of the chair. My skirt had been pushed up to my waist. Since I liked to keep myself groomed, my entire intimate area was laid bare for him to see.

"Oh my god!!" I cried out, though the loud music swallowed my voice.

I lost all control. "Ahhh..." A flood of moisture escaped me.

But it wasn't over. The drug made me defenseless.

"You're so wet!" Jack teased.

"Jack, it's too much! I can't... mmm... mmm..."

"If you keep doing this, I'm going to pass out!" I wailed.

"So, how late are you staying out? We're off tomorrow and want to play with you!"

"I'll be at the pub until two... then I have to go home," I managed to say.

"Fine! We'll wait for you at the entrance at two. We'll keep this purse as collateral!"

He was such a rogue.

"Don't worry, big sister! We won't hurt you. We just want a beautiful girl like you to join us!"

"Yeah, we just want to be friends," he added with a hint of mock sincerity.

But sincerity was the last thing on my mind. The sheer number of hands was making me want to scream.

"Fine! Fine! I promise! Just stop touching me like this... we're in a pub!"

"Alright boys, let her go!" the leader commanded, and the hands finally retreated.

My legs gave out, and he caught me just in time.

"Oh! Thank you!" I breathed. Truly, if he hadn't caught me, I would have landed hard on the floor.

"And what is your name, beautiful?"

"Lily. Like the flower."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl!" a nearby boy whispered.

"My name is Zigo, the track captain," he said. "We might have been a bit impolite, but we aren't delinquents. You're just... incredibly captivating."

"Don't worry, Lily, we won't bully you," the others chimed in.

"Then give me my bag back so we can be friends," I teased.

"Okay! But we want your address and number," Zigo countered.

"Fine!"

"Don't lie to us!"

"It's all in the bag," I laughed.

Zigo scribbled down my details and returned my purse.

"Lily, we'll see you at the pub entrance at two in the morning!"

Good lord, they had stamina. I had no choice but to agree.

"Where are you guys going so late?" I asked.

"A night excursion!" one replied.

"You're waiting for me until two just to go out?"

"No, we'll come and pick you up at two," Zigo clarified.

"But if I'm tired, don't blame me! I'll have been dancing all night."

"No way! If you're tired, you can sleep in the car. We have a friend with a car," a boy replied.

"Alright. See you tonight, then."

My stop arrived. Feeling exposed without my panties, I hurried off the bus. As I walked away, I heard them whispering again:

"How much can that tiny transparent thing even cover?"

"She doesn't seem to have much hair, so it should be fine!"

I was so embarrassed. Walking felt so vulnerable, especially in such a thin skirt. I kept praying a gust of wind wouldn't blow by! Fortunately, no one noticed as I reached the pub.

The group was waiting at the entrance. Since I didn't know Jack's friends, it was hard to tell who was who. I noticed several boys staring at me, which was a mix of flattering and intimidating.

If they were Jack's friends, it would be awkward—especially if they realized my secret.

Around six o'clock, Jack finally arrived with a girl who had a very sweet, innocent look. She was wearing incredibly short blue shorts—the kind that would leave her buttocks half-exposed the moment she sat down. That must be Cathy. A tiny bit of jealousy flared, but I told myself I was still a better match for Jack, even if she was slightly taller.

"Sorry to keep you waiting!" Jack said, greeting the group.

My heart sank. They *were* his friends. They all began chatting at once, and I stood a little distance away, watching.

"Jack, where's your girlfriend? You said you'd introduce us!"

"Even an ugly bride has to meet the in-laws!" one joked.

They were clearly very interested in me. Jack had always been a high-quality guy in their class, and girls were always vying for his attention. Everyone was curious to see who had finally won him over.

Jack saw me standing there, so he didn't need to call me.

"She's here!" Jack shouted.

"It's already six-thirty! Your girl has no sense of time!" someone teased.

"Don't misunderstand! She's been here for a while!" Jack defended me.

"Really!?"

"She's the lady by the phone booth!" Jack waved. "Hey, Lily!"

I turned and gave a sweet smile as I walked over. The boys' eyes practically fell out of their heads.

"Hi, Lily!"

"Jack, you liar! Your girlfriend is gorgeous!"

"Oh, not really, I'm quite ordinary," I replied modestly.

They introduced themselves one by one: Akin, Jun, Leo, and Biggie. Finally, Chi Ming, Jack's best friend, arrived.

"Let's grab some food at the fast-food place next door before we head in!" Jack suggested.

As the group of eight headed to order, a problem became apparent. On the walk over, Leo, Biggie, and Akin had been following closely behind me, staring. Through my sheer red cardigan, they could see my bare back and the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra. That was fine, but as we went upstairs, they were practically staring up my skirt. It was becoming impossible to hide the fact that I was panty-less.

The boys insisted the girls should go first, clearly wanting a better view. Luckily, I managed to walk ahead of Cathy, using her body as a shield.

When we reached the third floor and turned around, my heart skipped a beat. Several pairs of eyes were staring directly under my skirt! They seemed a little embarrassed to be caught, but Jack was walking at the very back, clearly letting them have their fun.

Once we sat down, I instinctively crossed my legs. While crossing one's legs is usually a good way to stay covered, the sensation of the cold chair against my bare buttocks was incredibly distracting—especially without panties! I worried about hygiene, but there was no avoiding it.

By the time we finished eating and reached the pub, it was past eight. The music was deafening, the air thick with smoke, and people were already dancing. We found a corner table and ordered drinks. Jack sat to my left, and Akin sat to my right.

"Let's have a few more before we hit the dance floor!" Leo encouraged.

Under the group's urging, I downed a large cocktail. It was sweet, but the alcohol hit me hard. After just one, I felt a buzz. Jack took the opportunity to sneak his hand under my skirt. When he realized there were no panties, he looked surprised, but I just gave him a silly, drunken grin.

"Let's go dance!" Cathy suggested.

Everyone headed to the dance floor. I loved dancing, and with the alcohol flowing, it felt amazing. However, my stamina was limited, and after a while, the fatigue began to set in.

Jack mischievously guided me to a seat and handed me a drink. I knew something might be up, but the thirst was intense, and the alcohol had numbed my judgment. Thinking Jack wouldn't hurt me, I drank it all. Almost immediately, a wave of heat washed over my body. My limbs felt heavy and weak; soon, even standing felt like a chore.

"Jack... what was in that?" I whispered.

"It's an aphrodisiac! Haha!" Jack laughed. He had actually drugged me!

I wasn't new to sex with Jack, but why would he do this?

"Why did you make me drink it?"

"Just to see the effect!"

The heat was overwhelming. I had to peel off my cardigan just to breathe. Between the alcohol and the drug, the world was spinning. Jack pressed me back against a bench, kissing me deeply. One hand cupped my breast, while the other was already busy between my legs, kneading my clitoris. I was so wet; it was driving me crazy.

I was on the verge of a breakdown. He used one hand to tease my clitoris while a finger slipped inside my vagina, swirling around.

"Mmm! It feels so good! Your finger is driving me wild!" I moaned, lost in the sensation.

"Oh god! You're too fast... I can't take it!" My legs spread wide.

One foot was tucked under the table, while the other was hoisted up onto the back of the chair. My skirt had been pushed up to my waist. Since I liked to keep myself groomed, my entire intimate area was laid bare for him to see.

"Oh my god!!" I cried out, though the loud music swallowed my voice.

I lost all control. "Ahhh..." A flood of moisture escaped me.

But it wasn't over. The drug made me defenseless.

"You're so wet!" Jack teased.

"Jack, it's too much! I can't... mmm... mmm..."

"If you keep doing this, I'm going to pass out!" I wailed.

He finally couldn't help himself. Regardless of the public setting, he stripped off his trousers and underwear. While being seated on the bench kept his actions somewhat hidden by the table, his nakedness was quite obvious.

Jack was thick and long; every time we had sex, he left me breathless, so this was bound to be even more intense. He roughly turned me around so my back was to him, propping my hips up high, and thrust into me in one powerful motion...

"Ah... ah... so sensitive! Too hard! Oh god..."

My petite body was gripped tightly as he pounded into me. I had no strength to respond; Jack was entirely in control of the rhythm, driving into me with frantic energy.

"Lily, your walls are so tight! It feels amazing!"

"Ah... ah... I can't... mmm... mmm..."

While pleasure is wonderful, a man rarely realizes how exhausting it is to maintain a peak for five minutes—especially when a drug has already pushed you to the brink before he even enters...

Jack pressed one hand against my shoulder, forcing my body back while he thrust his abdomen forward, burying himself deep inside me before pulling halfway out and driving back in with even more force.

"Oh... oh... ah... ah..." I could only let out a series of cries.

After nearly thirty minutes of continuous, intense thrusting and repeated orgasms, I felt completely spent.

"Oh... oh... oh... mmm... mmm..."

"Mmm... mmm... no more... I'm dying..." By the end, all that was left were weak moans.

Finally, Jack reached his climax, a hot rush flooding my insides. As he finished, he finally slowed down.

"Was that good?" Jack asked.

"You're trying to kill me... thrusting like that..." I moaned.

I didn't care how ungraceful I looked; I had no strength left. I remained on my stomach, my top long gone, my skirt pushed to my waist, and my legs spread wide, my intimate area exposed and glistening. I felt completely drained.

"I'm going to the restroom!" he said.

"Mmm..." I lay there quietly, though the pub was anything but quiet. Fortunately, we were in a dimly lit corner.

Suddenly, I realized someone was watching me from behind. Without the strength to turn around, I glanced back. My heart stopped. It was Leo, Akin, Biggie, and Jun.

"We watched the whole thing!" Akin said.

Good heavens! I wanted to sink into the floor. "You guys are too much..." I whispered weakly.

I tried to pull my skirt down to cover myself, but another hand caught my wrist.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

As I asked in a panicked, weak voice, a palm began to caress my crotch. Akin sat on the chair in front of me and lifted my head, while Leo grabbed one of my hands and Akin grabbed the other.

"You're so beautiful... we wanted you the moment we saw you! We just didn't expect you to be Jack's girlfriend!" Akin said.

"Jun, you go first!" Leo said, his hand busy working below.

I felt like a piece of meat ready to be devoured. Biggie stood by like a lookout, watching as they began to play with me.

"Ah... ah... gently..." I gasped as Jun thrust deep into me with a sudden, powerful motion.

"This bitch is so tight!" Jun grunted as he pounded into me.

A sharp sensation shot up from my core; it felt as if my vagina might tear from the intensity.

"Mmm... mmm..." I couldn't even scream properly because Akin had shoved his member into my mouth...

Akin's was even larger than Jun's or Jack's. As I took him into my mouth, my heart sank. This was going to be intense! Even more terrifying was that his glans was studded with beads. I had never been fucked like this before, and I knew it would be brutal, perhaps even causing tears.

"Mmm... mmm..." I didn't have the mental energy to worry much. Jun was already driving me to the brink of unconsciousness. Having been thoroughly worked over by Jack, the fresh onslaught from Jun left me wailing in pleasure and pain. My thighs were drenched in my own juices; I had lost count of how many times I had come. I felt like a limp fish being tossed about...

"If we keep going like this, she won't last!" Leo remarked.

"She's fine! I haven't even started yet!" Akin countered.

"If Akin takes a turn, she'll be dead! With a cock like that, her tiny body won't stand a chance!" Leo added.

"And she's on aphrodisiacs. She's already lost so much energy from coming so many times. Look at her thighs—she's soaked!" Leo continued.

"Mmm... mmm..." The only strength left in me was in my mouth, swirling around Akin's cock as I moaned.

Jun continued his frantic pounding until he finally reached his limit, a hot spray of semen filling me...

"Ahhh!" I let out a final, ragged cry and drifted into unconsciousness.

"Man, that was amazing! I've never fucked such a beautiful girl!" Jun shouted.

"Write down her info. We'll come find her later. I need to show her the power of my beaded cock!" Akin said.

"Wake up! Are you okay?" Jack whispered, helping me up from the bench.

"Mmm..." I rubbed my eyes.

My whole body ached, and my crotch felt incredibly sore. My legs were still heavy, though I felt slightly better. Akin and the others were still staring at me.

"The drug shouldn't last that long. You've been out for an hour!" Jack muttered.

"I need the restroom... can you come with me?" I asked.

Jack helped me to the ladies' room. I washed up and straightened my clothes.

It hurt! The intense friction had left my most sensitive parts feeling bruised and tender. Even urinating was a chore, and my legs felt like jelly.

Back at the table, I sat quietly to rest. Jack went back to dancing, but Akin and the others wouldn't stop glancing my way.

"Sorry for knocking you out like that!" Jun apologized.

"It's fine," I said, though what else could I say?

"Have you ever been fucked by a beaded cock?" Akin asked brazenly.

"Of course not! Yours is terrifying!" I replied.

We chatted for a while until Chi Ming arrived, supporting a weary-looking Cathy.

"What's up?" Leo asked.

"She took the drug too!" Chi Ming said with a mischievous grin.

"So you used me and Cathy to test the drugs!" I asked weakly.

"Not exactly. Our target was Cathy. Since you're Jack's girl, we didn't originally plan to touch you," Leo explained.

"But watching you and Jack was so intense, we just couldn't help ourselves..."

"If you hadn't passed out, we would have all taken a turn!" Akin added.

"You guys should at least show some respect!" I said, a bit annoyed.

"Sorry, sorry! We're still friends, right? For Jack's sake!" Leo teased.

"Hmph..." I just wanted some peace.

Cathy was helped to a nearby bench. Chi Ming began to peel off her shorts and shoes. She was also wearing a G-string to avoid visible lines under her tight shorts.

"Alright, Cathy is all mine!" Akin declared.

Part of me was almost curious to see the carnage of that massive object entering Cathy.

The boys shifted their focus to her. Within minutes, Cathy was stripped bare and pinned to the bench.

"What are you doing!" Cathy cried out, though her voice was mostly lost in the loud music.

"Chi Ming, Leo, you go first! Once Akin has a woman, she usually can't handle another!" Akin boasted.

"So arrogant!" Chi Ming laughed.

A near-orchestrated gangbang unfolded before my eyes. I could only watch, exhausted. Jack sat beside me, caressing my breasts as the first man, Chi Ming, went to work.

"Ah... ah... oh god... mmm..." Cathy wailed.

She was going to have it much worse than me. Between the aphrodisiac and the sheer number of men, especially with Akin's beastly cock, she was in for a rough time.

"This is amazing! Ohhh... ohhh..." Cathy began to moan lustfully as well.

They changed positions, having Cathy lie on top of Chi Ming. Leo climbed behind her, applied some lubricant to her anus, and then slid his own sizable member into her rear!

"Ah... oh god... it hurts... so much!" Cathy's cries were short-lived, as Akin's cock was shoved into her mouth. A girl being occupied by three men at once—it was pure chaos. Seeing her distorted expressions and the constant flow of juices from her vagina, it was clear the drug was working. It forced her into a cycle of constant, overwhelming orgasms.

After forty minutes, Chi Ming and Leo finished—one in her vagina, one in her anus. They began to shift positions.

"My turn!" Akin impatiently pulled the panting Cathy toward him, unsheathing his massive cock and driving it home in one go.

"Ahhh! It hurts!" Cathy screamed.

Akin's length was so great it couldn't even fit all at once...

"Oh god..."

But he showed no mercy, thrusting relentlessly. The others held Cathy's body down to prevent her from retreating, forcing her to take the full weight of the giant cock.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

Because of the beads, Akin hit her G-spot with every stroke. Cathy was being driven into a frenzy of pleasure and pain.

"Oh my god! It's so good!" she cried out.

Akin was like a machine. He seemed to never tire. He played with her for thirty minutes, moving from screams to deep, guttural moans.

Finally, Cathy collapsed into unconsciousness, her lower half drenched in fluids.

"Man, she's finished and I haven't even reached my limit!" Akin complained.

Watching them was terrifying. If Akin ever turned on me, I might actually die! Poor Cathy—first the drugs, then the onslaught.

"She's enjoying it... an hour of continuous orgasms!" Akin boasted.

An hour of orgasms sounded like a nightmare. I checked the time; it was past one in the morning. I had a date to keep, and though I was exhausted, a promise was a promise. High school boys wouldn't be as wild as Jack's friends, and as I'd said, I'd just sleep in the car.

"Jack, I'm tired. I want to go home," I said.

"But we're supposed to stay up all night!" Jack said, looking disappointed.

"I'm too tired! It's your fault for the drugs! Don't do this to me again!"

"Fine, fine! I'll take you home," Jack apologized.

"No need! You and your friends should enjoy yourselves. Don't wear Cathy out too much!"

"Okay! I'll drop you at the bus stop."

I took a taxi, telling the driver to circle back and drop me exactly where we had started so Jack wouldn't see me. I hid nearby, feeling the night chill. Being panty-less made the cool air feel quite sharp against my sensitive skin, though it actually helped soothe the swelling. Soon, two motorbikes pulled up.

I recognized Zigo immediately.

"Hey! Over here!" I called out.

"Hop on! This is my classmate, Zhao. Lily is my 'sworn sister'," Zigo introduced.

I gave him a look; since when was he my brother?

"Hi!" I greeted her politely. Zhao didn't seem to have been part of the afternoon's teasing. I climbed onto the back of the bike.

"Lily, you should straddle the seat. It's safer," Zigo suggested.

"Um... okay."

Knowing he knew I wasn't wearing underwear, straddling him in a short skirt felt incredibly risky. My intimate area was pressed directly against the seat, and the slight ache from earlier made it quite uncomfortable. Zhao's eyes were wandering toward my legs, but I sat carefully.

"You not wearing panties is making my mind wander, big sister," Zigo teased.

"I'm just tired and a bit sore," I replied.

"I can tell. You smell like alcohol."

"Can you just take me home? I need a shower and a change of clothes."

"Hey! You can't just leave us!" Zigo protested.

"I'm really exhausted. Can we hang out tomorrow instead?"

Between the alcohol, the drugs, and the intense sex, I was spent.

"No way! You promised! No backing out!" Zigo insisted.

"Fine! But let me go home and put on some panties first. I've been so uncomfortable all night!"

"Alright, fine!" he finally agreed. "But I'm coming inside to make sure you don't disappear, or else I'll look like a fool!"

"Fine, you can wait in the living room, but don't enter my bedroom!"

He was quite the negotiator.

He told Zhao to inform the group, then drove me home. My roommate, Chloe, was already asleep, which was a relief. Zigo waited patiently in the living room.

I collapsed onto my bed and fell into a deep sleep. About ten minutes later, Zigo, sensing something was wrong, opened my door. Since it wasn't locked, he walked in and saw me sprawled on the bed.

"Lily, wake up!" he whispered, gently tapping my cheek.

"So tired... can't move..." I murmured.

"Okay, let me carry you. You're not heavy anyway."

He scooped me up in a bridal carry. He was surprisingly strong. He turned me so my upper body was draped over his back, my waist resting on his shoulder. Since my skirt couldn't cover my rear, I had to squeeze my legs together tightly. It was late, so thankfully no one was around to see.

As he carried me out, he glanced down at my boots.

"Put me down!" I struggled weakly.

"You fell asleep mid-sentence!" he laughed. He set me down, and as I fumbled with my boots, I grumbled, "I told you, I'm not wearing panties!"

"Whatever, you were the one sleeping!" he teased, pulling me toward the bike.

"I'm going to fall off if you don't let me hold you!"

"Then just hold onto me!" he said sheepishly.

Too tired to argue, I wrapped my arms around him. As the wind blew, my skirt fluttered up, exposing my bare thighs. Passing cars caught glimpses of me, but I was too exhausted to care.

Being carried by a guy on a motorbike felt surprisingly cool, especially since he was carrying a beautiful girl like me. Zigo felt the warmth of my body against his back. Even though my breasts weren't huge, the sensation of them pressing against his back was enough to make it hard for him to stay composed—especially since he knew I was bare underneath.

"It's cold..." I whispered, waking up slightly.

We arrived at a McDonald's on Yangmingshan. He stopped and, being a gentleman, gave me his jacket. It was huge on me, covering everything but the hem of my skirt and my fingertips.

"I want some hot coffee. Can we sit inside?" I asked.

"Let's just get it to go. My friends are waiting!"

"But I'm not feeling well..." I pouted.

*(The perspective shifts to Zigo)*

My heart softened. I was starting to really like her. "Fine, let's grab a drink."

She looked exhausted. I decided to ditch my friends. I couldn't bear to send her to be devoured by those wolves after she had been through so much. Maybe it was because I was actually falling for her.

"Since you're so tired, let's skip the group and just relax," I suggested.

She smiled at me, and for a moment, the world stood still. She was beautiful.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing. Let's just go watch the night view."

"The night view? But I want to sleep..."

"Watch the view, and then I'll take you straight home. Deal?"

"Deal!" she smiled.

We headed to a lookout point. The walk up the steep stairs was quiet. As she climbed ahead of me, her skirt fluttered, giving me a glimpse of her lovely rear. She was smart enough to hold the fabric down as we reached the top.

The lookout was populated by a few couples and some men smoking. One man was staring at her, so I stepped in and wrapped my arm around her shoulders, marking my territory.

"The view is beautiful," she remarked.

"You're more beautiful," I whispered.

She giggled and stuck her tongue out. We sat on a blanket we laid out on a flat patch of ground. We felt like a real couple. I wanted to kiss her so badly. She leaned into me, her breath smelling sweet against my face.

"Do you think you'll get into a good university?" she asked.

"Probably not," I joked.

"I tutor high schoolers in English. If you need help, big sister can assist you," she teased.

"Really? Then you have to be my tutor!"

"It's a deal."

"Can I lie down? Use your body as a pillow?" she asked softly.

"Of course!"

She lay her head on my chest and closed her eyes. Her legs curled up, and her skirt slid down. Even though she was covered, the thought of her being bare beneath it made my heart race. I tried to focus on the scenery to suppress my arousal.

Then, a mischievous thought struck me. I leaned down to steal a kiss. She stirred, turning to face me. I didn't hesitate, pressing my lips to hers. She was surprised at first, but then she melted into the kiss.

"Lily... that was my first kiss," I whispered.

"Do you know... Lily has a boyfriend?" she whispered back.

"It doesn't matter. It won't stop me from loving you," I said, finding a sudden burst of courage.

She widened her eyes. "We've only known each other for a day!"

I didn't answer with words; I answered with another kiss. My hand slid from her neck down to her breast. She tried to stop me, but her strength was no match for mine. I cupped her firm, peach-like breast, teasing her nipple.

"Mmm..." she moaned.

"You're getting hard!" she teased, noticing my arousal.

"What should we do about that?" I asked.

She sat up, a playful glint in her eyes. "Let me lick it, then!"

"Really!?"

I quickly half-undressed, letting my cock breathe.

"Wow! It's almost as big as my boyfriend's!" she remarked.

"Don't you girls like them big?"

"Not always! If they're too big, it can actually hurt. Technique is more important!"

She began to tease the tip of my cock with her fingers, and then, she leaned down and took me into her mouth. The sensation was incredible. She worked her tongue around the head, her small mouth tight around me.

"I'm close! I'm going to blow!"

She picked up the pace, and just as she was about to finish, I let out a groan and erupted. She took every drop. When she finally looked up, a bit of semen was on her lip.

"You're so mean!" she teased, before leaning in to kiss me again, tasting herself on my lips.

She was a little devil.

"Now it's my turn to tease you!"

I stripped her of her cardigan and her red silk top, leaving her in only her bra and the skirt. She pleaded, but she was enjoying it too much to truly resist.

"Please! Don't! It's cold!"

I pinned her to the ground, teasing her waist until she was squirming and giggling. Eventually, the playfulness turned into passion. I stripped off my trousers and prepared to give her my first time.

She was so beautiful under the moonlight—completely smooth and hairless.

"Why don't you have any hair?" I asked.

"I told you, I'm a model! Sometimes we have to shave for lingerie shoots," she explained softly.

"It looks so clean and beautiful," I said, moving between her legs.

I guided my head to her entrance. "Be gentle..." she pleaded.

As I pushed inside, the sensation was overwhelming. She was so tight, so warm.

"Ah... oh god... it's so good..." she moaned.

I began to thrust, finding a rhythm that balanced intensity with her pleasure.

"Slow... a little slower... mmm..."

Finally, the sensation became too much. I began to pound into her with everything I had.

"Ah... ah... it's too much! It's so sensitive!" she cried out.

I reached my peak and emptied myself deep inside her. She lay there, panting heavily, her chest heaving.

"Sorry... will you get pregnant?" I asked nervously.

"Only if you take responsibility!" she teased. "Don't worry, I'm on the pill."

I breathed a sigh of relief. We stayed there for a while, but she was clearly exhausted.

By the time we got her home, it was five in the morning. She had fallen asleep on my back. I carried her into her room, stripped her bare to make her more comfortable, and ended up falling asleep beside her, holding her petite, naked body close.

The next morning, a loud TV woke me up. I sat up to find Chloe, Lily's roommate, sitting on the sofa. She was wearing a blue T-shirt and... nothing else. Her long, shapely legs were stretched out on the coffee table, completely exposed. She was tall and mature, with a stunning D-cup bust that was impossible to ignore.

"Who are you!?" she asked, startled.

"I'm... Lily's cousin, Zigo!" I lied.

"Lily has a cousin as handsome as you?" she joked.

"I'm her cousin. She took me to the pub last night, and since it was late, I crashed here," I explained.

"Welcome! I'm Chloe," she said.

As we chatted, she seemed to realize how much of her body was on display. She pulled her shirt down, but it did little to hide her hips. When she moved, I caught glimpses of her thighs. She wasn't wearing underwear either—or if she was, it was a tiny G-string.

"You're a bit of a flirt, aren't you?" she teased.

"Do you want to see if I've really grown up?" I asked boldly.

"You're quite the rogue! Fine, if you want to see, you can look and touch, but nothing else. Can you handle that?"

"Deal!"

She asked me to undress her. When her T-shirt came off, she was revealed to be completely bare except for a white G-string. Her breasts were magnificent. As I caressed them, she closed her eyes.

"Don't tickle me, Zigo!" she laughed.

"I'll be gentle," I promised.

Suddenly, she whispered, "Lily is sleeping in the next room... what if she wakes up?"

"I have an idea. Let me go tie her up so she won't wake up if she stirs," I suggested.

She laughed, thinking it was a joke, and went to get some scout rope. We went into Lily's room and, with a bit of mischief, tied her limbs to the bed frame in an 'X' shape, leaving her beautifully exposed.

Back in the living room, Chloe was feeling adventurous. "Tie me up too! You can play with me, but don't actually go inside!"

She was a wild one! I tied her hands behind her back and used tape to silence her mouth so she wouldn't wake Lily. Then, I stripped her of her tiny G-string.

She was different from Lily—she had a light dusting of hair and a more mature, voluptuous shape. As I licked her, she began to writhe.

"Mmm... mmm!"

I moved between her thighs, my fingers working her until she was soaked. Then, I positioned myself at her entrance and thrust home.

"Mmm! Mmm! Ohhh!"

She was incredibly tight. I began to pump into her, watching her long hair fan out across the sofa. The sensation was intoxicating. I finally reached my limit and came deep inside her.

Just as we were catching our breath, the doorbell rang. My heart nearly stopped!

It was Zhao and a crowd of my classmates. They had Lily's address and had come looking for us.

"Zigo! You're here!" Zhao shouted.

The door burst open, and a dozen boys flooded in. They stopped dead when they saw Chloe, tied up and naked on the sofa.

"Whoa!" they all gasped.

"Nice one, Zigo! Are you having a party without us?" one of my seniors teased.

The boys swarmed her. They weren't going to let a prize like that go to waste. Seven or eight of them began touching her, licking her, and exploring her body. I sat back, exhausted, watching the chaos unfold.

The tape was ripped from her mouth, but before she could even scream, the first boy was already deep inside her. They released her legs, but instead of ropes, a dozen strong hands held her thighs wide.

She was being passed around, a beautiful, silent plaything for a group of hungry high school boys.

She probably never dreamed she'd end up being the centerpiece of a gangbang by a group of high schoolers.

With nearly fifteen boys taking turns, the room was a whirlwind of lust. Some even finished on her stomach and face. And her vagina? It never had a moment's rest.

"Ah... ah... ohhh..." she moaned, her voice lost in the cacophony of the boys' lust.