It was July 28, 99, the hottest day in Beijing last year. After dinner, I was so hot that I picked up my books and went to the bushes on the west campus to cool off and read. I deliberately picked a special place, said special, because this place, in the center of a small stone can sit, surrounded by a secret by some small bushes in the south, if not very carefully, it is difficult to find from the outside into the stone of the trail. The view from the inside was very clear, and from the bushes it was almost invisible.
That evening was too hot, I read the book looked at, I do not know when to sleepy, all of a sudden, “ticking” up, I do not know when, a playful whisper to me noisy wake up. Wake up to see, I was so embarrassed, a pair of men and women do not know when already sitting in my bushes outside, especially embarrassing is that the woman’s lower skirt has been lifted to the waist, the man is using his hands to touch which woman’s lower body, the man’s lower body is also almost fully exposed.
I wanted to get up and leave, but the situation in front of me hardly allowed me to make any noise. On the one hand, I couldn’t explain why I didn’t leave right away when the man and the woman entered the room; on the other hand, the scene in front of me… At that very moment, all of a sudden, which one of the men suddenly pulled out his penis and shoved it into the woman’s mouth… To be honest, all of my thirty-one years of aversion to and confusion about men and women came out at that moment. I suddenly felt very uncomfortable with my bottom rising, and my nipples itched as if hundreds or thousands of ants were gnawing on them. With the woman’s mouth up and down nibbling on the man’s penis, I was more and more difficult, I just feel like all wet down there, as if on vacation.
The man and woman were so involved that they never realized there was a “peeping tom” inside until the man finally pulled his penis out of the woman’s lower body and the man and woman dressed and groomed themselves and left.
I don’t know how I got back to the graduate school dormitory. The first thing I did after returning to the dormitory was to go to the water room and use cool water to flush the first cool water dry. That night I really had insomnia, I couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night, and as soon as I closed my eyes, all the scenes of the man and the woman in the bushes appeared before my eyes… After that night, I felt like a different person indeed. I suddenly realized how hypocritical I had been, and that I actually wanted a man more than any woman. All sorts of dreamy thoughts made me feel ashamed of myself. I often took the opportunity to stay in the dormitory while my dormmates went to class to masturbate desperately, but I found that I still could not get complete satisfaction, and I realized that I was indeed completely broken.
Sometimes the whole body dry to not Xingxing line, I even went to wander alone in front of the 4th building, who all know that the 4th building often have civil hooligans, the whole girls building is almost talk about the 4th building on the color change, one to the night, almost no one dares to go to the 4th building. Strange to say, I can’t tell why I go to Building 4 for a walk, but there have been no accidents. Sometimes I also think, if I go to Building 4 at night to walk, bump into hooligans how to do?
Conclusion is also quite contradictory, sometimes think, as long as the hooligan is not rough, not too dirty, maybe I will go without a gnawing crushed him! Sometimes also think, they are not too cheap, want a man want to go crazy?
But it is strange, although my school’s male-to-female ratio is 110:1, I consciously look good, but also quite plump, bust 36, but there is no boy in the class seriously chased me. Sometimes there are boys half-joking half-serious chase me, but can not make up their minds. Now that I think about it, it may be that I was too proud, or perhaps too good, so that the boys have an inferiority complex!
Sometimes I even have the thought that whichever guy asks me out for the night first might have all my firsts belong to him.
The miracle never came. I was still very irritated and desperately masturbated every night. But it didn’t occur to me that my first time would be with him.
It was an afternoon in April this year. My tutor suddenly called me to his house, saying that he had just returned from a foreign country and wanted to check my homework. When I got to my tutor’s house, my tutor’s mother wasn’t there, and my tutor’s eyes were a bit strange. But to be honest, I really didn’t think that way at the time.
My tutor warmly entertained me and talked to me about some foreign views, and everything was normal. When I was talking, my mentor suddenly said that he had brought back some banned movies from abroad, which might be helpful for me to write my master’s thesis on mass subjugation in Western societies, but of course, some of the contents might be inappropriate, and he asked me if I dared to watch them. Then the tutor repeatedly declared that the tape was original and he had not seen it.
I have to admit that sometimes I’m really stupid, and up until this point, I hadn’t seen my mentor’s true intentions. However, with a good movie being suddenly switched to a thoroughly Western gross movie. Only then did I suddenly realize my mentor’s true intentions.
See half of the movie, I really a little support can not go on, feel the lower side of the wet. Face open red shocking, mentor obviously this kind of thing is also the first time, a little bit of frustration, while turning off the VCD, while explaining that he indeed did not know that this kind of film is still caught in the mess, while watching me with his eyes.
I felt angry and amused, while saying: “This is popular in the West.” At the same time, I said: “Tutor, can I borrow your mom’s panties? I’m soaking wet down there.”
My words obviously unexpected tutor, tutor stood there frozen motionless. Suddenly, I felt that my tutor was so cute that I said, half teasing, half flirting, “Don’t you believe me, tutor? Come over here and touch it, it’s really wet…”
My mentor came over to me and carried me into the inner bedroom, I was basically in a comatose state, and all I could feel was that my mentor seemed to be very attentive, but probably because of my age, I was obviously unsuccessful, but I did have a very orgasmic and very satisfying afternoon that day.
In the blink of an eye, I graduated. I was very lucky to find a very good university as a teacher, and very lucky to find my current husband. Although my husband is a typical northeastern man, and although he is a bit rude, he does make me very happy, satisfies me very much, and often makes me die.
But somehow, I still miss the pile of trees on the school’s west campus, and especially long to find the old days there with my husband.
So one Sunday evening, I changed into a long dress with nothing on underneath, and I took a taxi with my husband to the West Campus. But I found that the original lush West Campus had disappeared, replaced by a new student dormitory. Looking at the two female students sitting on the original stone reading English, I couldn’t help but think of a line: I was once young, too!