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"Seven, eight, nine..." Angela clenched her teeth, attempting to lift her body straight up using her slender arms. However, just as she was about to reach the highest point, her strength seemed to drain away suddenly and with a scream, she collapsed to the floor.
"Damn it!" Feeling the coldness of the floor, Angela angrily pounded her fist on it. Frustration washed over her as she couldn't even complete ten push-ups.
After lying on the floor for several minutes, she finally sat up still wearing a disgruntled expression.
"Okay, fine, I'll continue. I'll practice, practice horse stance! Practice Wing Chun! I want to become strong, I can't go on like that!" The young girl said indignantly, trying to stand up again. As her grandmother had taught her, she spread her legs, lowered her hips and sat in the air.
Deep down, she knew it was futile. Some things were innate and couldn't be changed through mere exercises. Besides, she was naturally weak and even if she wanted to train more, her body wouldn't hold up for long.
Her body wobbling a bit, Angela's form tilted slightly backward, and another scream escaped her lips. She waved her hands in an attempt to regain her balance and landed solidly on the floor, tears almost welling up in her eyes.
Like many ordinary girls, she vented her frustration by kicking her legs wildly on the floor and throwing punches into the air. After that release of emotion, Angela stood up again and continued practicing the horse stance in the room. It might have felt futile, but it made her feel a bit better. The fact that she had the heart of an attacker but only the body of a receiver left her feeling deeply frustrated.
It all began several days ago at the graduation ceremony. Angela had invited (not abducted) Jessica to her home. At least in the beginning, she didn't have any ulterior motives. However, as she started drawing a portrait of Jessica during their playful time, a sense of sadness overwhelmed her.
After all, they had spent years going to and from school together and their feelings were deeply rooted. Angela had come to consider Jessica as her woman.
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Perhaps it sounded strange, but for a girl with a male soul like Angela, even if she wasn't consciously aware of it, there was a subconscious desire for it. After awakening and deciding on her future, this desire became even more pronounced. Also, she wasn't like a perverted old man, so in her emotional state, she kissed Jessica.
It wasn't like before, just a simple touch of lips, a casual contact. This time, it was a thorough kiss, like the one with Natalie, starting with sweet sucking and then their tongues intertwined. Jessica maintained the same posture, tilting her head to the side, panting as she entwined with Angela time and time again.
Angela, driven by an unknown force inside her, tried to possess this beautiful sweetness. In the end, the two girls hugged each other, collapsing on the bed, as if nothing could separate them.
Then... in the midst of her excitement, Angela suddenly realized that she didn't know when she had been pressed under Jessica. Jessica seemed to be in an ecstatic state, kissing her cheeks, her neck and even lightly biting her earlobes, just like at the beginning.
Angela wanted to counterattack, to take the initiative, but her whole body felt weak and powerless. Pushing Jessica's hands away seemed more like a reluctant response, and she wanted to call out but only soft, almost murmuring-like sounds came out of her mouth. Her eyes were half-closed, her face was red and it seemed as if she was about to cry.
Especially when Jessica's hands unconsciously began to caress her chest, abdomen, and waist, and occasionally her small tongue licked her tender neck, Angela felt as if she was floating.
It was similar to the day she had masturbated in the bathroom. If it weren't for the sudden knocking on the door, who knows if she would have reached a climax under Jessica's violation.
But Angela's nightmare was far from over. Jennifer, who called them downstairs for dinner, hadn't entered the room so although both girls had flushed faces when they went downstairs, no one knew what they had done and they tacitly avoided discussing what they had done.
Later, after asking Mr. Alba on the phone and receiving his consent, Jessica decided to stay. Angela was conflicted but still happy and after dinner, the two girls started playing around again but didn't get as intimate as before.
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If things had continued like this, it might not have been a big deal, but when it was time to sleep, Angela's desires were aroused again. She always slept in white pajamas and shorts, never wearing any other sleepwear. But Jessica wore a strappy silk nightgown, with light blue silk that exposed a little panty in the back, and her slight cleavage was even more enticing than Lindsay's the last time.
So, after getting on the bed, turning off the lights, and exchanging a few words face to face Angela forgot about her sensitive constitution and couldn't help but start to touch and tease Jessica again.
This impulsive act ended with Angela being "played" by Jessica for half the night.
Yes, "played."
In the beginning, Angela could still take the dominant position, but after Jessica launched her counterattack, she quickly fell back. Her sensitive constitution greatly decreased her endurance and basically, when Jessica grabbed her chest Angela completely surrendered.
The next two hours were unforgettable torture for her. Jessica would kiss her cheeks, lick her delicate neck, and bite her earlobes, all while her hands were busy - sometimes over the clothes, sometimes slipping underneath. However, just as Angela felt she was about to fly away, Jessica would suddenly stop, only to continue when Angela had caught her breath.
At first, when Jessica's moves were not yet proficient, Angela occasionally managed to fight back. But as Jessica's actions became smoother and more consistent, Angela could only be manipulated.
The feeling of flying up and falling down repeatedly made her suffer. Until she couldn't suppress her moans anymore and felt that her panties were wet, Jessica finally stopped. Later, Angela vaguely remembered Jessica apologizing for something, but Angela, who had been tossed for too long was too confused to respond and she simply fell asleep like that.
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"Damn Jessica! How could she use those weird moves!" Angela, covered in sweat, sat weakly on the floor propping herself up with her hands. Every time she thought back, it was tormenting—shame!
It was truly shameful!!!
To be played by a girl more than 30 years younger than herself, she felt extremely aggrieved. The next day, when Jessica left she even gleamed with the hope that Angela could come to her place for a night. Had she gotten a taste for it?
Angela rolled her eyes, feeling indignant as she got up and went to take a shower. After taking off her clothes and looking at her naked body in the mirror, she felt a surge of anger but then she sighed and turned on the showerhead.
No matter what, although her body was sensitive, at least it hadn't become so perverted that anyone's touch would trigger a reaction. If that were the case, she wouldn't dare to hug her parents or let them touch her. A reaction was likely due to her own desire.
If a boy had a desire for her, she couldn't escape feeling goosebumps all over. So, from this perspective, although she couldn't reject girls for the time being, she could still prevent others from taking advantage of her.
So when she came out of the bathroom, her mood had calmed down somewhat. Of course, she still needed to continue exercising. Even if it didn't have a direct effect, it would strengthen her willpower. Perhaps that way she could endure a bit longer and regain her reputation at Jessica's house before the end of summer vacation!
Just as she finished putting on her clothes, Jennifer appeared at the door and knocked saying, "Little one, your friend is here."
"My friend? Who?" Angela blinked her eyes. It couldn't be Lindsay again, right?
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Although she liked her very much, she hadn't visited her house as often as she used to in the past few months. However, Angela was currently in an awkward state, and she didn't feel like receiving her at the moment.
Of course, this was only Angela's superficial thought. In fact, she was a bit scared. If she were violated by a girl even younger than Jessica, it would be really embarrassing. Besides, having desires for an 8-year-old girl, even if she herself was considered a loli, it still felt a bit perverse.
Fortunately, Jennifer's next sentence relieved her, "It's your friend from England."
"Friend from England!" Angela's eyes suddenly lit up. She didn't have many friends in England, and she could count them on one hand.
Apart from the granddaughters of several friendly knights and Xiao Xia, if any of those girls were coming over, the UK side would have informed her in advance.
And Xiao Xia couldn't come as she couldn't even walk on her own yet. As for a certain first heir, if he were coming the Los Angeles newspapers would have made a huge fuss about it. Also, could she even call him a friend? So considering all this, it was pretty evident who the visitor was.
Angela let out a shriek and dashed away from Jennifer, racing down the stairs in two or three steps. She stood in the middle of the living room, looking around and who else could it be other than Kate?!
The girl cheered and rushed towards her. As Kate noticed her, she smiled and extended her arms. Angela didn't hesitate to dive into Kate's embrace, but the force was a bit too much, causing Kate to lose her balance as well.
With a cry of surprise, both of them fell to the ground with a thud.
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"Seven, eight, nine..." Angela clenched her teeth, attempting to lift her body straight up using her slender arms. However, just as she was about to reach the highest point, her strength seemed to drain away suddenly and with a scream, she collapsed to the floor.
"Damn it!" Feeling the coldness of the floor, Angela angrily pounded her fist on it. Frustration washed over her as she couldn't even complete ten push-ups.
After lying on the floor for several minutes, she finally sat up still wearing a disgruntled expression.
"Okay, fine, I'll continue. I'll practice, practice horse stance! Practice Wing Chun! I want to become strong, I can't go on like that!" The young girl said indignantly, trying to stand up again. As her grandmother had taught her, she spread her legs, lowered her hips and sat in the air.
Deep down, she knew it was futile. Some things were innate and couldn't be changed through mere exercises. Besides, she was naturally weak and even if she wanted to train more, her body wouldn't hold up for long.
Her body wobbling a bit, Angela's form tilted slightly backward, and another scream escaped her lips. She waved her hands in an attempt to regain her balance and landed solidly on the floor, tears almost welling up in her eyes.
Like many ordinary girls, she vented her frustration by kicking her legs wildly on the floor and throwing punches into the air. After that release of emotion, Angela stood up again and continued practicing the horse stance in the room. It might have felt futile, but it made her feel a bit better. The fact that she had the heart of an attacker but only the body of a receiver left her feeling deeply frustrated.
It all began several days ago at the graduation ceremony. Angela had invited (not abducted) Jessica to her home. At least in the beginning, she didn't have any ulterior motives. However, as she started drawing a portrait of Jessica during their playful time, a sense of sadness overwhelmed her.
After all, they had spent years going to and from school together and their feelings were deeply rooted. Angela had come to consider Jessica as her woman.
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Perhaps it sounded strange, but for a girl with a male soul like Angela, even if she wasn't consciously aware of it, there was a subconscious desire for it. After awakening and deciding on her future, this desire became even more pronounced. Also, she wasn't like a perverted old man, so in her emotional state, she kissed Jessica.
It wasn't like before, just a simple touch of lips, a casual contact. This time, it was a thorough kiss, like the one with Natalie, starting with sweet sucking and then their tongues intertwined. Jessica maintained the same posture, tilting her head to the side, panting as she entwined with Angela time and time again.
Angela, driven by an unknown force inside her, tried to possess this beautiful sweetness. In the end, the two girls hugged each other, collapsing on the bed, as if nothing could separate them.
Then... in the midst of her excitement, Angela suddenly realized that she didn't know when she had been pressed under Jessica. Jessica seemed to be in an ecstatic state, kissing her cheeks, her neck and even lightly biting her earlobes, just like at the beginning.
Angela wanted to counterattack, to take the initiative, but her whole body felt weak and powerless. Pushing Jessica's hands away seemed more like a reluctant response, and she wanted to call out but only soft, almost murmuring-like sounds came out of her mouth. Her eyes were half-closed, her face was red and it seemed as if she was about to cry.
Especially when Jessica's hands unconsciously began to caress her chest, abdomen, and waist, and occasionally her small tongue licked her tender neck, Angela felt as if she was floating.
It was similar to the day she had masturbated in the bathroom. If it weren't for the sudden knocking on the door, who knows if she would have reached a climax under Jessica's violation.
But Angela's nightmare was far from over. Jennifer, who called them downstairs for dinner, hadn't entered the room so although both girls had flushed faces when they went downstairs, no one knew what they had done and they tacitly avoided discussing what they had done.
Later, after asking Mr. Alba on the phone and receiving his consent, Jessica decided to stay. Angela was conflicted but still happy and after dinner, the two girls started playing around again but didn't get as intimate as before.
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If things had continued like this, it might not have been a big deal, but when it was time to sleep, Angela's desires were aroused again. She always slept in white pajamas and shorts, never wearing any other sleepwear. But Jessica wore a strappy silk nightgown, with light blue silk that exposed a little panty in the back, and her slight cleavage was even more enticing than Lindsay's the last time.
So, after getting on the bed, turning off the lights, and exchanging a few words face to face Angela forgot about her sensitive constitution and couldn't help but start to touch and tease Jessica again.
This impulsive act ended with Angela being "played" by Jessica for half the night.
Yes, "played."
In the beginning, Angela could still take the dominant position, but after Jessica launched her counterattack, she quickly fell back. Her sensitive constitution greatly decreased her endurance and basically, when Jessica grabbed her chest Angela completely surrendered.
The next two hours were unforgettable torture for her. Jessica would kiss her cheeks, lick her delicate neck, and bite her earlobes, all while her hands were busy - sometimes over the clothes, sometimes slipping underneath. However, just as Angela felt she was about to fly away, Jessica would suddenly stop, only to continue when Angela had caught her breath.
At first, when Jessica's moves were not yet proficient, Angela occasionally managed to fight back. But as Jessica's actions became smoother and more consistent, Angela could only be manipulated.
The feeling of flying up and falling down repeatedly made her suffer. Until she couldn't suppress her moans anymore and felt that her panties were wet, Jessica finally stopped. Later, Angela vaguely remembered Jessica apologizing for something, but Angela, who had been tossed for too long was too confused to respond and she simply fell asleep like that.
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"Damn Jessica! How could she use those weird moves!" Angela, covered in sweat, sat weakly on the floor propping herself up with her hands. Every time she thought back, it was tormenting—shame!
It was truly shameful!!!
To be played by a girl more than 30 years younger than herself, she felt extremely aggrieved. The next day, when Jessica left she even gleamed with the hope that Angela could come to her place for a night. Had she gotten a taste for it?
Angela rolled her eyes, feeling indignant as she got up and went to take a shower. After taking off her clothes and looking at her naked body in the mirror, she felt a surge of anger but then she sighed and turned on the showerhead.
No matter what, although her body was sensitive, at least it hadn't become so perverted that anyone's touch would trigger a reaction. If that were the case, she wouldn't dare to hug her parents or let them touch her. A reaction was likely due to her own desire.
If a boy had a desire for her, she couldn't escape feeling goosebumps all over. So, from this perspective, although she couldn't reject girls for the time being, she could still prevent others from taking advantage of her.
So when she came out of the bathroom, her mood had calmed down somewhat. Of course, she still needed to continue exercising. Even if it didn't have a direct effect, it would strengthen her willpower. Perhaps that way she could endure a bit longer and regain her reputation at Jessica's house before the end of summer vacation!
Just as she finished putting on her clothes, Jennifer appeared at the door and knocked saying, "Little one, your friend is here."
"My friend? Who?" Angela blinked her eyes. It couldn't be Lindsay again, right?
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Although she liked her very much, she hadn't visited her house as often as she used to in the past few months. However, Angela was currently in an awkward state, and she didn't feel like receiving her at the moment.
Of course, this was only Angela's superficial thought. In fact, she was a bit scared. If she were violated by a girl even younger than Jessica, it would be really embarrassing. Besides, having desires for an 8-year-old girl, even if she herself was considered a loli, it still felt a bit perverse.
Fortunately, Jennifer's next sentence relieved her, "It's your friend from England."
"Friend from England!" Angela's eyes suddenly lit up. She didn't have many friends in England, and she could count them on one hand.
Apart from the granddaughters of several friendly knights and Xiao Xia, if any of those girls were coming over, the UK side would have informed her in advance.
And Xiao Xia couldn't come as she couldn't even walk on her own yet. As for a certain first heir, if he were coming the Los Angeles newspapers would have made a huge fuss about it. Also, could she even call him a friend? So considering all this, it was pretty evident who the visitor was.
Angela let out a shriek and dashed away from Jennifer, racing down the stairs in two or three steps. She stood in the middle of the living room, looking around and who else could it be other than Kate?!
The girl cheered and rushed towards her. As Kate noticed her, she smiled and extended her arms. Angela didn't hesitate to dive into Kate's embrace, but the force was a bit too much, causing Kate to lose her balance as well.
With a cry of surprise, both of them fell to the ground with a thud.
