Civil War

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## When boy meets girl ##

It happened on the eve of a final exam, the day a cold front came through.

The library to the time to close as usual, I look at the time, it turned on the radio, notify the students in the reading room self-study, a moment of effort many men and women have gone out, but I am not panicked, the action from the books to pack up calmly, when I saw the people step out of the door in a row, but also to produce a sense of superiority to the untold.

Because I was a work-study student, I had the right to control everyone’s use of the reading room, so I was always in a state of complacency. Of course, this was only one of several small things, such as when a new book was published, I always had a way to read it first and so on.

“Ah…” I yawned, swinging my body from side to side and hearing a strange “click” from my bones.

“Been sitting too long.” I give my shoulders a squeeze and close my eyes to enjoy this comforting massage.

As soon as A-senpai saw me close my eyes, he immediately ran over to me, grabbed his backpack, signed his name haphazardly in the sign-in book, and then scurried to the door before I could notice him.

“Hey! What for? Get your ass over here!”

I barked in no uncertain terms after realizing the guy was secretly trying to slip away.

The darned guy had been asking me to help him return the key to the library reading room upstairs for a week straight, causing me to leave later than I was supposed to, and thinking about it was bad enough, so I took special care to tell him to take it back himself this time.

But Dao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall, this guy actually took advantage of my inattention and slipped far away.

“Hey! Please! I’m off!” A-series threw the key to me and then made a face at me, “Hehe! My girlfriend’s waiting in her room…”

“Contempt! Screw you, don’t get your belly bigger…” Since the wood has been turned into wood, and the rice has been turned into rice, there is nothing I can do about it, so I let out a wail of “sadness”.

“Don’t worry, see you later!” A-series waved his hand and flew away.

No way, as long as the boys have a girlfriend, we single friends have to courtesy of them three times, and even a lot of unfair things are, but you can not do anything, if you insist, then the crime of splitting up the young couple can fall on your body.

But that doesn’t matter, what’s worse is that if his girlfriend is a loudmouth, then the rumor spreads that he is a “bad guy” with a bad personality, then he really can’t find a girlfriend.

Unfortunately, this is the case with A-series’ girlfriend.

So even though I shouted and shouted, knowing that it was of no use, at best, I would let him shout at me more, and one day he would go crazy and suddenly realize and confess to me, and then I would thank God for that.

After closing the side door and walking a not-so-short distance to return the key to the library, it was ten-thirty.

The night was quiet, on this sluggish walk.

I walk alone on campus, tomorrow is the final exam, today the whole day in the library to gnaw on the unfinished electronic control engineering, but the scope is large, the content is obscure, so that I have a whole day of confusion, and I blame myself for being too much of a jerk these days, why do you still be so enthusiastic about that kind of boring clubs.

A chilly wind swirled the fallen leaves, causing me to shiver.

I stretch a bit and notice someone walking upside down and limping ahead of me, so far away that I can’t see if it’s a man or a woman.

The man seemed to be drunk, and from the distance there it seemed that he could be heard babbling, so faintly that he couldn’t quite make it out.

I approached him slowly, and he suddenly stood up straight for a moment as if he was somewhat unsupportable, and then his body began to fall forward.

I was startled and quickly ran over to him and wrapped my arms around him.

He wasn’t as bulky as expected, instead he was very light.

Turns out he’s a she…

A gust of wind blew her long, flowing hair up into my face, and it was a very gentle, with a hint of floral scent.

I laid her flat on the walkway and patted her face with my hand.

“Hey… hey…”

She didn’t react much, still continuing her sleep.

“What a girl, doesn’t she realize how dangerous that would be?”

I grumbled.

Looking at my watch, the duty instructors should have already returned to the dormitory, at which point I fixed my eyes again as if something had occurred to me.

“Ah! Oops! Aren’t we about to close the school gates?”

After the closing of the school gate that can be a big deal, because our school dormitory and the campus is separate, so once the closing of the school, there is no half of the school, unless you have enough equipment and courage, or else this area can be more scary than the cemetery.

The place where she fainted was in front of the biology museum, and the thought of those lifelike specimens made my heart grow fuzzy; the human ones were already scary, and if there were a bunch of…

I was so scared by myself that I hurriedly picked her up on my back and ran without looking back for a few minutes before I finally saw the gate, which luckily Abe was just about to close when I caught up with him.

It’s a good thing, or I’d be scared out of my wits.

I carried her to the intersection not far from the front door of the school and then stopped.

“If you go right about a little over six hundred meters, bend into that road and make a few turns you’ll get to the girls’ dormitory.” I thought as I looked at the dimly lit street with few pedestrians.

I wanted to carry her on my back, but on the one hand, I was too tired, and on the other hand, if the instructor asked me about her, what would I do? Maybe they’d think I was trying to get her drunk or something… Anyway, I’m sure we all know what the instructors think of their students, and it’s not going to be good.

Thinking that he had been harassed by this little girl for no reason, and that his kindness in trying to send her back to her place of residence would be “dog-eat-dog”, an already unhappy heart began to feel unhappy.

So I thought for a second and stopped a cab.

I opened the car door and carried her into the back seat.

Then asked the driver, who obviously didn’t know about our school’s dormitory, for a pen and paper to write down the address of the dormitory, and to avoid any trouble, even drew the graphic very carefully.

I handed the driver the address of the girls’ dormitory, instructed him to take her to the girls’ dormitory, then closed the door and handed him fifty dollars through the window.

Anyway, I don’t know where she lives, so why don’t I just send her to the girls’ dormitory and let the instructor and the warden hurt this brain, and in the meantime, let the instructor and the warden and them teach her a lesson, who told her to delay me so much.

Suddenly I realized I was a genius after all, hehehe!

When I saw the driver gradually speeding up and getting ready to leave my sight, I was so worried, thinking that if the person I hired was that kind of evil driver, and it wasn’t serious enough to treat her badly, but if he raped her or sold her into the fire, wouldn’t I be doing her a disservice?

The more I think about it, the more scared I am, since I was a kid, I can’t say that I haven’t done anything bad, but it’s all about stealing money from my parents, hiding bad report cards, and the most serious is just lifting Ah Hua’s skirt and getting slapped a few times, and so on, and all these little things, but now I’ve even become a co-conspirator with the human traffickers!

Oh, my God! Can’t afford to spoil my yin and yang in college!

So I caught up with them at breakneck speed, muttering at the top of my lungs as I ran, asking the driver to stop.

The driver, presumably hearing me, stopped the car, pulled down the window, and looked at me in disbelief.

I ran to the side of the car, holding the roof with one hand, and couldn’t catch my breath, “No… no need… don’t bother… I’ll give you a hundred, no need to drive her back…”

This driver was very nice, once he heard that my fare was calculated, he gladly opened the door, and helped me help her out of the car, as if the driver I originally asked for was very kind, forget it, that’s because the fare from here to the dormitory doesn’t even cost fifty dollars.

I shouldered her and walked up the stairs, step by step.

Turning on the light, I breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully I had just tidied up a while ago, otherwise I really wouldn’t have known how to arrange her perch according to my room habits.

I set her down on the bed while I sat alone at the desk and watched her in silence.

I don’t know why she’s drinking alone like this. Is she out of love? Or is there something not as good as it should be?

Looking at her messy hair, more than usual she has a kind of charming magic, so that the already beautiful she gives me a full sense of oppression, my chest rose and fell violently, resulting in a thick nasal sound when breathing.

In fact, in the movie club I have long noticed her, but although she looks good, but compared to Lifang, our motor department boys in the mouth of the Department of the flower, slightly worse than a cut, so intuitively only she is also considered a beauty of the impression, as to why this is the case? Anyway, it is not the same thing, flowers are everywhere, but to pick the biggest and most beautiful, as long as the male, which one is not this way?

Maybe I shouldn’t have taken her back to my living unit, it was just that far, it was better to send her back myself, it wasn’t that bad for a few minutes anyway, and even if the instructors asked me about it, I would have enough to rebut them.

I’m so stupid. If I had done that, I wouldn’t have traveled all this way for nothing!

With my thoughts set, I grabbed my jacket and pulled it over me.

Suddenly I heard a noise that turned out to be a sleepy murmur from her.

At this point she gathered up one leg and rolled over slightly.

The leg that was tucked away, however, allowed the hem of her skirt to slide down to the center of her thighs, revealing almost the entire limb, and my breath hitched even harder at the sight of it.

Somehow the thoughts of earlier were swept away as I unconsciously left my chair and walked over to kneel beside the edge of the bed near her feet, I moved my head a little to look closely at her beautiful legs.

“Ah! No how can I do this…” my reason urged me.

But I was still gazing at her body, and I was surprised to feel a strange pressure on the front of my pants that kept swelling and swelling…

I wanted to look more closely into her depths.

I moved the skirt attached across the center of her spread legs right up between them, exposing her private parts.

Without realizing it I gulped and made a loud noise.

Looking inside towards her spread thighs, one could see that her panties were white with white patterned lace piping, the triangle vaguely seemed to have a fuzzy black shadow, the skirt was tied above her waist so even her cute navel was exposed, reflecting the slender waist, her thighs were well proportioned and her pale belly was not as unsightly as some teenage girl’s protruding bumps.

“I wonder how her breasts were born?”

An evil desire inside was rapidly surging through my head.

I quietly covered the hem of her skirt, then moved my body upward, my fingertips trembling as I unbuttoned her tiny tank top, pulling up her blouse with very slow, light force, lifting the second layer of her dress well up to her breasts.

The bra she wore was in the form of a bikini, like a figure 8, with rounded cups filled just enough by her surplus breasts to cover a pair of jade breasts, yet not like some teenage girls, who obviously had no real material and intentionally bought larger sizes to cover up their ugliness.

The slightly pointed centers of the rounded cups must be her nipples.

I opened my mouth, too nervous to speak, and slowly got up and pressed myself against her, my arms reaching out involuntarily, while my palms were concave into cups, only a centimeter from her breasts.

I never dared to squeeze them, but I just followed the shape from a distance, imagining my palms caressing both breasts.

My breathing was suddenly very rapid, and my hands, which had been on her breasts, almost wanted to drop down and play with her plump breasts, then reach in and grab the enigmatic nipples.

At that moment, she suddenly embraced me in her sleep, repeating in a trance sentences such as “don’t leave me” and “don’t leave me”.

Caught off guard, my entire body was forced against hers, and both palms happened to press against her breasts.

Although it was separated by a thin layer of barrier, that soft and warm feeling caused my breathing to be extremely violently disturbed, and my sanity was in a state of panic.

Her body sways so sharply that I don’t even have to do it myself before a wave of squirming hits me. I slowly clench my palms.

Wow! So this is what boobs feel like!

The confusing pressure on my chest was becoming more urgent, the swelling reaction in my pants was more frightening, and the intensity of my young, fantastical lust was almost making me lose my sanity, and I was already doing everything I could to hold back my loss of control.

I’m starting to get annoyed at why I haven’t shot a gun lately, or I wouldn’t be as upset as I am now.

Having never touched a woman’s body before, I was not immune to her at all, especially since her clothes were so messy and she was royally drunk.

“Rape, rape, rape…”

It was as if millions of people were cheering wildly with their hands raised in the air, and their minds were filled with these thoughts.

She still didn’t let go of me, instead she rolled over and pressed herself against me, kissing hard, or maybe I should say sucking, my cheeks, forehead, eyes, and the bridge of my nose, among other things, with her wind-dried lips from hanging out.

Already strongly stimulated by the touch of her breasts, and with this added on top of it, my desire increased even more, and even the idea of taking advantage of the mess to eat any part of her tofu came out of place in a flurry.

Then her lips touched mine, and like a reflex action, she actually tried to brace her lips against mine, even with her tongue coming out.

I almost rolled over on top of her, ripped her blouse to shreds, tore off her bra, pulled down her panties, and began coitus as it was shown on the videotape…

Suddenly she made a slurred sound, a somewhat sad tone, asking the man she mistook for me to not leave.

“Don’t leave me, I love you, don’t leave me…”

A crystal tear dripped onto my cheek, and at once my hand, as well as my whole body, shook as if frozen under seven feet of ice.

At that moment, she stopped moving at all, and the hands around my neck relaxed their strength, falling back into her dream.

Seeing the tears that flowed down my face, I hastily pushed her away, as if I were being read my mind, like a castrated male dog with its tail between its legs, so that I shrunk myself to the far side of the corner.

“Good thing, or I wouldn’t be able to get rid of her later…”

Looking back on that scene just now, it almost broke me…

I slowly brought myself back to sanity, and then it was just a matter of sitting in a silly crouch again and admiring her, because I was afraid of girl tears.

Looking at her, who had fallen into sleep again, I was very emotional, “Ugh! It would be so nice if she was my girlfriend! Too bad…”

Then at dawn, I was surprised to realize that I had fallen asleep sitting on the floor without realizing it in order to watch her properly.

When I woke up I immediately looked over at the bed and she, who was supposed to be in the bed, was gone.

Feeling a little disappointed, I stood up and the quilt slid off my body with a swish, while a white piece of note paper slowly floated to the floor. I grabbed it.

ps. I don’t know what time you have class, so I’ll turn my alarm to 7:30, so hopefully it won’t be too late.

As soon as I saw this, I looked over to the alarm clock.

The alarm clock indicates 7:20.

Missed it by one step, if I’d gotten up earlier.

I sat dumbfounded at the edge of the bed, looking at the fine script on the paper, worthy of the Department of Chinese Literature, giving a reverie of classical beauty.

“Li Yuwei, Class 1A, Department of Chinese Literature… Li Yuwei, Class 1A, Department of Chinese Literature…” muttered the man.

The old feeling of frustration.

Jingle bells…

“Oh… right… today… there’s a test today…”

## When the boy sees the girl again ##

I went out in the morning and came back to my place not long after, I almost turned over my room to look for my student ID card, but I still didn’t find it, I was really annoyed, I don’t know which damn guy stole my student ID card, so I couldn’t sit for the exams, fortunately, the previous time and before that, my grades were very good, and I could make up for the exams on average, just that I couldn’t get a scholarship for this semester, so it’s really…

I wasn’t in the mood to read anyway, so I sat at the table in a daze, my hands resting on my jaw, thinking about her yesterday.

Come to think of it, it’s still the same conclusion. It would be great if she was my girlfriend!

“Li Yuwei ah Li Yuwei,” I looked at her message, “How come I wouldn’t have thought to notice you before? Li Yuwei…”

Shamelessly, I gave her a kiss on her byline and plopped down to fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, someone opened the door to my place.

“Hey! Get up, you’re still sleeping this late, you don’t have exams yet?” Department A woke me up, today is our Electrical Department exam, the Science building is being used by us, so their Chemistry Department exam is scheduled for tomorrow.

“Wow…” i rubbed my sleepy face, “no way, i can’t go in and take the test without a student ID…”

“That… that… I remember there was an announcement from the Registrar’s Office just now, saying that you should go claim your student ID…”

“Is… is it?” I was all energized and jumped out of my chair in excitement.

Suddenly, I felt a wetness where my pants were against my thing…

“Tsk… oops…” it was embarrassing enough that I looked down.

As soon as A-Series saw something like this, he shook his head very vigorously, “Don’t worry… I’ve already taken it for you… in the future, remember not to keep blaming me for not returning your keys for you…”

Then he stopped with his head, patted me on the shoulder, put on a grave expression, and helped me to grumble, “Alas! Older brother ah! A while ago borrowed your spring palace magazine is not for you to see, is to give you a shotgun with. Truly, where did the reading go…”

Being described like that, it is reasonable to say that at least will be angry, but I did not talk to him, think about what he said there are a few points of truth, also ignore him, and deal with their own business is important.

But to be honest, the pornographic magazines that A-Series gave me are all overseas editions of Playboy, those women with ballooning tits and big black holes in the palms of their wanking machines are just too much for me to stomach, and watching them coitus is like watching a dog doing its business, so I’m not interested at all, I don’t have impotence and I still want to play with a gun.

Only I know I did it because of her…

When I took a shower that day, I gave myself a quickie, and for the first time, it wasn’t Ai Iijima’s “quickie”.

From then on, I paid special attention to all the announcements of the Department of Chinese Literature, so as not to miss any information about the students, to see if there was her name, and later found that I was actually overly concerned, Li Yuwei is actually quite an outstanding student, almost every bulletin to see her name, in literature, not only the list of scholarship applicants on the list of eligible students, and in the martial arts, she represented the Department of Chinese Literature to participate in the Department of billiards and karate competitions. In martial arts, she represented the Department of Chinese Literature in the department’s pool and karate tournaments.

My goodness, once I saw this, my heart cooled down half, just based on my own only dull reading, poor beauty cells, sports at all, not to mention male and female friends, even to know her, she had to think about it.

After two weeks, I had just stepped out of the science building one afternoon when I saw her standing on the foyer, in a pale yellow blouse, with her hair having been specially tied back.

I think she is probably waiting for her boyfriend, I originally thought that at least she has received her own help, it is appropriate to say hello to her, and then thought, anyway, I do not know more than her, if I rashly run up to talk to her, may bring out the thing that she spent the night in my place, which is not good.

So I made up my mind, pretended I didn’t recognize her, and planned to stroll over to her.

She was there looking around, and as soon as she saw me come around her, she immediately grabbed my hand and said with a pleasant look, “Hurry up, we’re going to be late for our appointment.”

“Hey! Hello! When did I… when did I…” I was momentarily confused by her, not sure when the two of us had a date, but I couldn’t express my words before she inexplicably pulled me away.

Originally, the three of us were walking together with A-series and Arin, but now after I was pulled away, only A-series and Arin were left standing there dumbfounded.

“Isn’t that her you’re talking about?” Faculty asked aside Arin, who looked up from his book “Yeah, that’s her, nothing to ask me a bunch of questions about his studies, personality, and friendships. Huh? That’s weird, why do you need to ask about him if they’re so close?”

“Who else was asked too?”

“Ah Cat, Ah Bao, Ka Lin, Xiao Hui and so on I think… I’m not too sure,” Ah Lin tipped his hand over his glasses that had slid to the middle of the bridge of his nose, “I don’t know what kind of luck this kid got, but he’s got such beautiful girls chasing after him backwards, it’s really enviable …”

There was just enough weirdness in that day, being dragged to a movie by her in the afternoon in an inexplicable way, and then going to a cafe for a bite to eat afterwards.

Are all the girls in the north like this? They’re so aggressive in pursuing whichever guy they like.

The thought that my wish, or perhaps I should say random thought, would come true was starting to make me feel the magical weirdness of creation, but it was a look I liked.

The most impressive part of that night’s date was in the café, when her face looked a kind of glittering under the golden lamps, and with her nice voice and soft music, it made me indulge in the delicate atmosphere.

It went on until after 10pm, and we ran a total of cafes, movie theaters, playgrounds, and community parks to name a few.

I was about to die of exhaustion, but she was still smiling.

We ended up walking home with almost endless conversation and laughter all the way, and I realized that she was also very talkative, albeit with very informative content.

Walking up the stairwell to my place, she actually offered to go up and look around.

I don’t know why she came back with me. After a movie and dinner, shouldn’t she have said bye-bye and gone home?

In the back of my mind I was thinking that maybe this was the process of dating in the north, which I didn’t know about, and it was best not to tell, lest I be laughed at for saying I hadn’t seen the world.

Open the iron door and “Clang!” A big bang.

I turned on the light, the bed was already a mess and I felt a little embarrassed.

She walked over to the bed, sat down and said, “Is this where I slept the other day?”

I closed the door and casually responded, “Yeah. Not as messy as today though, it was so much better that day.”

“Huh? What kind of book is this?” She casually picked up the magazine I had placed at the foot of my bed.

“Crap,” I rushed over and snatched the magazine she was about to turn over in her hand.

“Oh…” she covered her lips and giggled softly “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have messed around with your boys’ ‘favorite reading’ stuff.”

If you’re laughing, why do you emphasize the tone of your voice?

As soon as I heard this, my face felt even worse, and my blush burned even hotter than the fever I had just felt.

I casually tossed it into a push of clothes and huffed as I walked over to her and sat down, pointing my finger at the tip of her nose.

“You…”

“How am I?” She ruffled her hand through her dark hair and tossed her head.

For a moment seeing her so beautiful like this, I was so speechless that I forgot what I was actually going to say.

She held her cheeks in her hands, her mesmerizing eyes gazing at me.

Embarrassed, I immediately turned away from her and lowered my head, twirling my ten fingers anxiously.

Between now and then she suddenly grabbed my arm and turned me around to face her.

Almost to my surprise, she closed her eyes and brought her lips to mine.

This was something that had never happened to me before, and at the moment excitement and fear took over my thoughts, and I couldn’t make any judgment about taking her or pushing her away.

Her slippery, warm, wet tongue pushed through my trembling lips and into my mouth, with a steady stream of her fragrant juices coming through.

In hindsight, I think I’m pathetic as this, the first time the first kiss somehow gave someone else, but not my initiative, to a boy, this is really too embarrassing!

She reached out and hugged me tightly, her tongue violently flipping in and out of my mouth, ravaging my lips, my tongue, mixing our juices.

Her hands crawled inside my blouse, pulling it up roughly and eagerly to reveal my bronzed skin, her warm hands caressing my back fiercely and stroking my chest before she began to work on undoing my belt.

This all happened as I opened my eyes to stare at her in surprise while she obliviously closed them.

I was going to push her away, but then I remembered what A-series had said.

“Not eating the ‘meat’ that comes to you is a bigger fool than choking on a drink of water.”

So I simply let go and let her use her hands.

Once she knew I was no longer resisting, she pushed me onto the bed, straddled my legs and pressed them together, and with her hands, she ripped off her blouse and unbuttoned her skirt, revealing her mixed round bra, and her white panties.

I whimpered, sure enough she really wanted to have sex with me.

I started to drift a bit at the thought, so I got out of my body and untied myself as well.

The bed, which was only half the size of a man’s bed, now held two naked bodies.

It all came so suddenly that I was instantly aroused to the top, and I was kneeling on the bed, my rod perpendicular to my body looking a little intimidating.

I grabbed her thighs and spread them to the left and right.

The first time I saw a woman’s black and red place, my breathing seemed quite intense.

Right! That’s it!

I closed my eyes and slowly advanced, to penetrate me into her.

An itchy storm hit me and I got a little dizzy.

My hips backed up, eh? How come it’s so easy?

I peeked open my eyes to find the columnar part of my thing resting against her slit, the glans that rippled with a strange sheen resting against her slightly protruding nub of flesh.

If I had a mirror at this point, I would be able to see that my face was hot and red and I wanted to get into the ground.

I didn’t even go in!

So I adjusted my position again, still going at it with my hips, and it didn’t go in.

I once again pressed my head against the center of the lip-like area twice and began to apply pressure.

The two reddish flaps of flesh were slowly squeezed apart so that I could see the central muscled pussy, gradually expanding as I intruded.

The pleasure closes my eyes again.

Is this sex? What a strange sensation, completely different from the sensation when masturbating, the softness of the flesh walls alone was far beyond the reach of the palm of the hand, not to mention the beautiful face and fragrant breasts available for actual caressing.

As I was reveling in the dizziness of what would go in and what would go out, there was another intense burst of pleasure and I found myself sliding out again along the indentation of her longitudinal strip.

I tried several times in a row, realizing that I couldn’t get the swollen, somewhat uncharacteristic part of me to fit through, so I simply held it in my hand and tried again, but didn’t dare to open my eyes to look at her, for fear of seeing her snicker at my inexperienced stupidity, which was just stupid enough.

Finally the glans managed to squeeze into her hole, and even though she wasn’t a virgin, she must not have had any more experience with this than I had a few times, because it was still a bit narrow.

Going in was a sticky-smooth sensation, coupled with a bit of pressure similar to a slightly tighter grip in the palm of your hand, and an embrace of heat.

Although Vi was guiding me, but maybe she didn’t have much experience, her legs clamped down on me, and when I moved inside her, she would involuntarily shiver, and maybe it would hurt…

I stole a glance at her, her face was so beautiful.

From the time we met until the time we had sex, and although a month passed during that time, we saw each other less than five times at most, and she actually slept with me.

It was obvious that she must be a pretty open-minded person, but if that was the case, why had she never heard of her having a boyfriend and she was as tight as she could be there?

I’m confident that what I have isn’t small, but it’s nothing more than average size.

Anyway, her physical condition showed that she was not in fact a promiscuous woman like Wan Rong, but who were the people she had given it to before me? Who could be so lucky?

Ahh! No matter… no matter… pleasure is most important at this point.

I slowly pulled my rod out, and an intense stimulation immediately spilled from my lower body into my head, a stimulation so sudden that even I couldn’t defend myself against it, briefly but intensely.

It was a lovemaking session that the relationship experts not only flunked, but didn’t even get a ten.

It was my first time, and because I was nervous, in an incorrect position, and inexperienced with such strong stimulation, I felt bad when I was about to pull out after I had thrust in.

In a hurry I rushed to make up a couple of draws.

“Not so fast, not so fast… that’s not how sex works.” Vi said as she looked at my stupidity and corrected me very gently.

Ah… crap… it’s dying… ah! It’s coming out!

The first time I had sex it was so ridiculous that masturbating to ejaculation was a little more enjoyable than that.

That doesn’t even qualify as ejaculation, at best it squirts out like pee.

I stopped whatever I was doing and looked at her coyly.

“Is this really your first time?” She said to me with wide eyes and a very unbelievable expression as she lay on the bed very caringly.

“This… this…” instead I was kind of embarrassed like I was being raped by Vi.

Finally I simply nodded.

I hurriedly lowered her legs, withdrew my “rookie” from her body and immediately sat on the corner of the bed furthest away from her.

The slightly reddened and swollen slit closed as I withdrew, and the sticky bodily fluids were like a spider’s silk drawn in a long line connecting me to her there.

As soon as it leaves, the filament breaks.

My head was down, afraid to look at Vee, and in my mind I was waiting for the scene that plays out on TV, where the girl gets up, gets her clothes, and viciously slaps the boy in the face.

Damn it! I told you… the first time must be for the wife, since both are inexperienced, so there’s no psychological pressure at all.

I wailed.

I wouldn’t be surprised if a slap, or a punch, or a kick came next, naturally I’d be a bit surprised if it was chasing me with a broom.

But even more unexpectedly, Vi she stood up and leaned in next to me, still kissing me on the cheek, still speaking softly to me in her sweet, intoxicating voice.

“It’s okay, it’s always like that the first time…” encouraged Vi “… it won’t be like that again…”

“Really?” I looked up at her “Not next time?”

At the moment I’m like a child who has a cavity but thinks he has a terminal illness and is very anxious about asking his mother.

“Well… don’t worry about it…” she took my chin and kissed my face very gently, “Next time, and next time it definitely won’t be, like my old male… “

She suddenly stops any movement and slowly moves away from me, still gently asking me, “Can I sleep here today? I don’t want to go back to where I live.”

I nodded carelessly, but hesitated at the word “male” at the end of her sentence.

I’m pretty sure she was supposed to say boyfriend but stopped, well, her boyfriend is definitely someone quite important, anyway, either he negatively abandoned her or had an accident, etc., otherwise she wouldn’t be like this.

When I remembered what she had rambled on about when she was drunk the first time, I was pretty sure it was her boyfriend who had dumped her.

If I had met that guy, I would have called him an idiot for not wanting a girl like that, then I don’t think there are many girls in the whole world that he could want.

During the night, vaguely, she could be heard sobbing.

The next day I got up, she was still gone early, and there was no one next to me.

## When a boy and a girl ##

Walking in the campus, the heart is always swept away yesterday’s “spring”, I really angry yesterday that situation, scolded himself why so useless? Others are one-night fling, but I am a minute fling, really enough failure.

But that’s okay, I already had her once anyway.

When I was walking around the campus empty, A-Series suddenly ran to me. I was in a trance and I didn’t know where he came from, and he didn’t say anything, he just grabbed my hand and ran desperately towards the restroom next to our motor department.

“Hey! What can’t be said here? And what’s a chemistry major like you doing here?”

“Shhh… just follow me.” He said, a little out of breath, “I paid a hundred bucks for this.”

He took me into the men’s restroom, where a dozen or so people were already crowded before we entered, but none of them were “venting”, and for some reason a dozen or so people formed a concentric circle in front of a certain door, each one with a sideways look, as if there was something worth listening to inside that door.

I wanted to ask what was going on, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I was stopped by A-Series, who probably knew what I wanted to ask, but shook his head and instructed me to keep quiet, before he himself couldn’t wait to get his head up and lean against the door.

Knowing that there must be something odd about it, I pricked up my ears and listened carefully with them.

Unsurprisingly, there were some sounds coming from the other side of the door, at first like the sound of two clumps of dirt colliding, a very regular thump, and then what sounded like a muffled, muddy humming, some of them very heavy and coarse, others very light and thin.

I know what’s going on here, it’s just hard to believe that anyone could be that bored.

After about about five or six minutes, after a muffled grunt, slightly louder than before, came out, everything inside went all quiet, except for a very soft gasp.

But the group of people gathered outside didn’t seem to mean to disperse.

At this time there was a man and a woman inside the conversation, a moment later there was a quarrel sound, then the door was opened, out of the Department of the students, a senior called turtle king, he took the inside of the girl’s clothes and pants, facing the door cursing the three-word sutra, words in the words of the extreme insults, obviously can be heard is the door of the girl in addition to good with him, but also good with someone else Yan good thing to be known, he did it in order to teach her a lesson, he was a good person. did so to teach her a lesson.

It didn’t matter that King Turtle had taken the clothes, what was even more outrageous was that he had pulled the door open.

All at once suddenly ran two globes of flesh, the brown nipples rising up wantonly to indicate the intensity of what had just happened, the thick black hair glistening with thick white liquid, unable to hide the fact that the woman inside the door, had just been bullied by the man outside the door.

Inside, a naked body was revealed, facing the group.

Surprisingly, it’s Lifang! Thanks to her, she’s still the flower of our Electrical Engineering Department!

The group of boys began to laugh out lustily, and some of them went too far and actually took advantage of Li-Fang reaching out to close the door behind her, dragging her out and pushing her down onto the wet and dirty floor, before someone jumped up and pressed down on her, obscenely groping her snow-white body.

“Whoa! Touching… touching…”

“Don’t run! I’m going to glue your fur back on…”

Amidst the strange cries of excitement from the crowd, my mind went blank, what kind of school is this that even the so-called “bad students” can’t do something like that?

That’s when I noticed that only I, as well as Lifang, were first-year freshmen.

In the gap between the group of hateful people chasing her, I saw Lifang’s white body stained with the filth of the floor, her beautiful face holding back tears as she warily searched for the doors of the other restrooms.

Finally she got out of the group of perverts aping her and ran into the door at the end of the restroom.

After ducking in, she cried, who seemed so strong just a moment ago.

The crowd saw that there was no drama to sing, and after uttering some obscene words, they surrounded King Turtle and walked away.

With a lewd grin as he walks past me, the turtle king tosses the shirt to me me who’s watching from the sidelines, “Hey! First year, take it to her later.”

I was extremely angry at their excessive behavior, but I had no choice, I had just entered the school, and I didn’t want to get into a fight that would tarnish my mom and dad’s reputation, even though they weren’t punks and they certainly didn’t have the guts to fight, but the bad thing was that his old man was a representative of the people.

Fruit of the Loom is a public opinion whore.

Anyway, this kind of person can do almost nothing all day long except bullying girls with their genitals, as well as opening their mouths for food, drink, and fun, and traveling from school to school on the basis of their connections.

I realize the sadness of being a humble citizen in this cannibalistic society.

When they’re gone, I approach the door from which the sobs emanated and knock.

After a long time, and still no answer, I knocked one more time, finally causing her to poke her head out.

I took the dress and waved it in front of her eyes, signaling for her to take it over.

As soon as she saw the clothes in my hand, she immediately snatched them away and then hurriedly locked the door.

While she was getting dressed, I said, “Are you okay?”

She didn’t say anything back.

“Why are you acting like this? Tell the instructor! This is too much, don’t you think? Even I, a bystander, can’t stand it, leave those guys…”

After a long time, through the door, she said, “No… no… he’s my boyfriend, and it’s all my fault for upsetting him…” as if hypnotizing herself, her voice shook and she mumbled hysterically.

What a word!

But what can be done? One is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.

So I just stood there and finally after half an hour she opened the door and came out.

“Thanks.” She takes a deep breath and seems to return to normal, smiling at me a little.

As I watched her fade away, I asked myself in my head, “Is she going to kill herself?” I shook my head, “Don’t be silly, girls aren’t that stupid these days.”

Afterwards it was true what I thought, she really didn’t kill herself, and I found myself thinking that I was still stuck in the anti-communist and anti-Russian era, but I really don’t know why she was so tolerant of that asshole, was there something about that asshole? Or was it his old man?

In the end, I couldn’t find out why, so I had to ask myself a rhetorical question, “Is this the gentle and virtuous Chinese girl?”

I just feel like a retard.

In the evening, Chuen and I had dinner at the Matsutake restaurant outside the school.

“Hey, hey, did you have a good time listening to it today?” Ah Quan very evil smile, not at all for the angry crying Lifang thought, although she is very messy right, but after all, how to call people like this in the future to see people ah? Facing this somewhat bossy senior, I really don’t know what to say.

“It’s not cool! Rather, I think you guys have gone too far today.’

“Excessive? Forget it… whoever told her to misbehave, whichever one is better.”

I was speechless for a moment as I looked at such a big man.

“Do you remember Dagger and Chaos? I heard they were having an affair with her as well, this bitch, and I can’t believe she went up against them as well.”

“But she can’t help it! Your type of seniors only bully her and coerce her, and even though she was originally pure, you guys made her dirty…”

“That’s because she’s so stupid and so gullible, if she’s like the last one from the English department, who of us would dare touch her?” Faculty said indignantly.

Because the last time a few of their third year’s went up to accost that female student, they were actually called rape by her, and although they explained it later, it still caused them to be scolded viciously by the instructor.

Indeed, some of the girls in our school are really stupid, obviously can say no, but still follow the sinking down, after being dumped also have no complaints, as if the senior represents everything, just how they can, if this is the result of reading to death, hard to get into the university, then I will not want to let my daughter to suffer from this kind of crime in the future.

It is obvious that our education, which only teaches us to be loyal to the Party and to love our leaders, can only produce such fools, and it is simply impossible to teach people with independent thinking and judgment.

I thought of A-Series’ first year girlfriend, who had scraped her uterus twice after only half a year or so in college, because I was in the third category group across the second category group, so I knew that this might have an adverse effect on her fertility in the future, but A-Series didn’t care, and said that she wasn’t the best at it because there was a guy in that group with three girlfriends at the same time, and the fewest abortions out of the three girlfriends was the second. The least number of abortions among the three girlfriends was two. They said he was good at it?

Wasn’t Vi’s first time lost to a guy like this?

I can’t bear to think about it.

“But, speaking of which…” the Department’s left palm curved into a circle, the index finger of his right hand reaching over to mimic it, “you’re currently inexperienced, aren’t you, would you like me to transfer one to you? Guaranteed no pestering afterward, no babies…”

Seeing the senior, who I usually don’t have much respect for, acting like a pimp soliciting customers, I felt even more disdain in my heart.

“Me? Thanks! I’ve got experience…” I said patting my chest with pride, even though that time was just embarrassing enough.

A-series let out a “pfft” as if he was going to spit out all the juice in his mouth, and looked at me with a very unbelievable look in his eyes.

“I… I’m talking about sex, the kind where a man and a woman get naked and lie on a bed… kiddo, not talking about shooting a gun yeah…”

“You think I’m an idiot? Make love, I really did.”

“You’re so stupid! You can’t call a whore these days ah, it’s either AIDS or gonorrhea or syphilis, I advise you to go pray quickly!”

“You’re underestimating me too, who said anything about going to a whore…”

“So… oh… you guy, isn’t that the one you’re dating?”

“Uh-huh!” I grinned cheekily and wickedly.

“Yeah! You guys! This is such a big deal and you didn’t even tell your friends!” A-series knocked me hard on the head, and then said, “It seems that we can form a ‘non-virgin alliance’ to exchange ideas with each other!”

“Hey! The first time of a virgin at the end of ‘X University’ is a no-brainer!”

“It’s a shame you really picked it up, it’s a shame the girl was nice, what a waste!”

“Forget it! I’m still normal looking, unlike your girlfriend who is truly ‘spoiled’ plus wasted when she matches you…”

So he and I went crazy that day until after eleven, celebrating my first time.

Weird enough! That’s boys.

## When the boy sees the girl for the third time ##

I went back to my place and on the contrary was actually in good spirits, probably because I was so excited.

I reached for the doorknob and opened the door, the room was very dark.

“Strange, I remember turning on the lights!”

Just as I was wondering, suddenly there was a hand behind my back.

I was startled, but a very soft, slightly moist lip was already covering it.

That was Vi. I thought she wouldn’t come back to me after that “payback” day, but obviously I misjudged.

Her tongue came out familiarly, and I stretched it back out, working it more fiercely than she did as I slid across her mouth, sucking in her fragrant juices, the tip of my tongue coming back and forth against the tip of her tongue, her white teeth, and then taking in her naughty tongue.

Our lips were pressed together so tightly that make’s breathing started to get confused.

I was more experienced this time, and, with the techniques A-series had taught me to calm myself down, and with what had happened in the men’s room today, my desire to want it was very strong.

Without hesitation, I stroked her roughly through her flimsy blouse, then braced my moderately sized and rounded buttocks and carried her to the bed.

I still tense up, but I nimbly and without redundancy untie her breasts.

Rising and falling with each breath, the gradually expanding hemispherical breasts spread out before my eyes, the pink nipples standing up against the caress-touched areolas, radiating strong waves of hungry electricity.

I leaned down over her body, cupping my palms on one breast at a time, burying my face in Vi’s cleavage, and then leaning her breasts against my cheeks with both hands to feel the wonderful touch, greedily inhaling the rich, creamy scent that emanated from the gush of her beautiful breasts.

“You… don’t seem to get nervous anymore…” said Vi as she stroked my hair.

“May I?” I requested if I could be allowed to pleasure myself on her body.

“Can I say no…” her voice was thin as if she had lost her soul.

So, in an unspoken agreement formed at some point, she and I got up and stood on the bed and let her undo my shirt for me.

All at once, our bodies were naked naked naked naked naked naked to each other.

Her figure and face were actually so flawless, white in color, delicate skin, fresh to the touch, as if heavenly in the white unidentified light, a kind of beauty that deterred the breath.

I pushed aside the hands covering her bosoms as well as her bottom and looked at her, and with a wild cry in my mind, I reached out and wrapped my arms around her waist and tender buttocks, pressing her against me.

Straightening my rod was pressed into her joined thighs, and bearing the feeling of the thick hair of my pussy and the impending eruption of lust with my glans clamped down, I squeezed those two fleshy buttocks even harder, furiously making it possible to bring the two private parts even closer together.

Both hands applied force to her hips, causing the delicate skin of her thighs to rub up and down against my glans.

I kept picking up speed, and finally I let out a cry and wrenched her beautiful legs apart violently, then pressed my whole body up.

Without the slightest resistance, she ignited my animalistic nature, making me want nothing more than to frantically pump obliviously inside her warm, wet body, wanting nothing more than to bite into her blossoming areola and chew on it in my thirsty mouth.

Sexually anxious, I simply saved myself the job of caressing her so she could get even wetter and immediately sent it in, ruthlessly driving the whole thing in at once.

Vi she shuddered back, and before she could bring her body back to its original position, my impact was sent up again, again and again and again, and losing the leisurely countenance of the last time, Vi’s pretty face took on a ghastly distortion, and her pale face rose with a bright scarlet color.

It was an unspeakable excitement, like being raped.

Soaked in the strange atmosphere, my pumping is very strong enough, the swelling glans in her vagina due to the secretion of enough lubricating love juice, slightly too slippery left and right, the hard column of fierce stimulation of the poor little nubs and labia, the root of the meat rod sac-like part of the pounding on the soon-to-be spasm of the petals, composed a chaotic war march.

There’s not enough pleasure… there’s not enough pleasure!

I was screaming madly in my mind.

The frequent pumping caused Vi to spit out a moan before it was washed away by the next one, over and over again, like a poor man about to go topless in the water.

Even the lubricant secreted by her body wall is not enough to consume when I go in and out, and once it is secreted, it is immediately drawn out by the umbrella of the glans, moistening the pubic hairs of these two people who have stolen the forbidden fruit, wetting them into a mess, as if they were sweating excessively.

In this situation, it’s hard to tell if she’s getting more pleasure or more pain from being pinned under my body. I couldn’t really tell from how taut her whole body was.

I don’t know how much time passed, but my cheek was pressed against her breast, and I forgot to open my mouth, letting my saliva flow unashamedly over her breasts.

Holding the root with one hand and holding her slender waist with the other, he kept pumping, utilizing the shrinking and tightening walls of flesh to stimulate the pink glans, rubbing against the chime stone-like rod, and using the softness to overcome the hardness to make himself fly higher and higher to reach the peak of sexual love.

Suddenly my eyes went black, and a roiling sensation of warmth gathered at the place where we met, and my abdominal muscles tightened like a spasm, finally knotting up into a single piece.

Just before the final blow, too late for me to make it all the way to the bottom of the hole, I ejaculated strongly halfway up her slippery walls, the feeling of closure from the cum that had risen up the ejaculatory tube was instantly liberated, and the pleasure of the joyous thrill quickly rose up my brain, robbing me of my ability to think.

With each throbbing sensation of ejaculation, my body involuntarily jerked.

This is what I call real sex! I won’t admit that I had sex yesterday.

I lingered inside her a little, and when my orgasm had passed, I patted her side buttocks and said, “I can’t do it anymore, I’ll do it later when I can.”

Vi gasped in sweaty relief as I propped my body up with one hand and stroked the area where we had just joined painfully, smoothing out the tufts of messed up body hair.

“Does it still hurt?” I looked at her and moved my index and middle fingers slightly away from her still puffy labia, then pinched the wet little nub of flesh.

With each of my movements, she continued to tremble, shaking her head in a haze of consciousness, and a moment later, she slapped my hand away feebly, forbidding me to continue to mesmerize her.

After a while, Vi regained her senses from the pleasure of her orgasm and brought her naked body close to mine, laying on my chest with a face that looked like bliss, but also like contentment lost in playing with her fingers, or playing with my nipples.

“Is that good? It’s not like you’ve slept with me twice without knowing me very well…”

“You say I don’t know you very well? I know a lot more.”

“Huh?”

“Private XX High School, graduated first in the class, was class president for two years, vice president once, and the only time I wasn’t was the first semester of first grade, and that was mostly because people didn’t know you.”

My mouth dropped open, surprised as to why she knew so much about me.

She took a little breather and continued, “Best friend is Hu Jinquan, favorite is Mom and Dad, hated exams, saddest is… summer? And…”

“How… how do you know so well? Is it hard… is it…” i interrupted her.

She leaned in close to my face and kissed me, then crouched down on my shoulder again and whispered into my ear, “I’m sorry I ever investigated you,” she leaned into me, panting slightly, “I woke up that morning, and at first I thought for sure that I was going to be raped, but then I realized that nothing had happened to me, and And then saw you sitting alone on the floor.”

“At that time I just looked at you for a whole hour, you don’t even know, I don’t know why, as soon as I saw you I had a strange feeling that I liked looking at you. Besides you didn’t do anything to me, partly because I wanted to thank you later and partly because I probably just wanted to get to know you, so I took the student ID you had on your desk and ran to the counseling office and tricked you into coming back with some of your information.”

“So you’re the bad guy who made me unable to take the test!” The realization dawned on me.

“Don’t be like this… I just know that there will be an exam on that day, I just don’t know if you have it or not, so in order to fear that you will be late, I turned the alarm clock for you… but I forgot that the exam still needs a student ID card…” She piled up a smiling face and used her smile to try to break down my defenses.

I was still attacked, and whoever called a beautiful woman is hard to turn down.

I suddenly had an idea, “Don’t do that again! Well, then, you can be my girlfriend, so it won’t happen again!”

“Aren’t we now? Isn’t that why I’m researching your profile, to pick you up?”

What a proactive girl. I’m really impressed.

I almost cheered at this point! I thought it was because she wanted to make amends and slept with me on purpose. This is my idea of a northern girl.

But since she’s already said she wants to be my girlfriend, it’s… it’s… it’s such a wonderful thing!

“Right! Why did you put the word ‘summer’ in the ‘saddest thing’ column?” She looked at me.

“Do you want to know?”

“Well, a girlfriend has a right to know everything about her boyfriend’s past.”

“Oh? Well, then I’ll say it, remembering that it was when I was in high school…”

My eyes looked at the slightly yellowed ceiling, as if by magic, taking me into a gray and yellow landscape…

## Boys past girls ##

Wan Rong is the flower of our class, no doubt about it.

Graceful and beautiful, there is an uncommonly gorgeous, intimidating sense of beauty, in addition to the body is also good, because she has both the beauty of the fairy and the devil’s body, not to mention the boys in our class fan of her fascinated to death, even her “reputation” is also popular all over the school, there are many classes as long as they hear the name of our class, usually would be Many of the classmates who heard the name of our class would usually give an extremely natural “Oh!” to ask about this person.

Naturally, I was one of Wan Rong’s admirers, but I was rather introverted and did not dare to show my affection to her.

Just to be able to watch her silently from the corner would be the best thing I could do for school.

It was on a summer afternoon when Quan asked me to come to his house to watch the latest video, and I casually promised him that it would be our secret.

Actually, the videotape was one of those tapes, and young me, with my curiosity burning, how could I not want to see it? Especially since he said this tape was particularly different this time.

When I arrived at his house on my bicycle, I found that he had already begun to look at it.

I whacked him on the head, straddled the back of the couch, and sat next to him before grabbing a can from the soda basket on the coffee table.

“Hey! You’re such a jerk. Didn’t you promise me that you wouldn’t see it?”

But he said mysteriously, “No way, if you don’t read it now, you won’t later…”

As soon as he spoke, he suddenly stopped his mouth and burst out laughing sinisterly.

I sensed something odd in his words, “Oooh… what’s coming up later, huh?” I snapped his neck and started thrashing around “Say it! Say it or not? Or ‘Aruba’!”

“Ah… pain, pain, pain…” he couldn’t exert any strength when I used him in this way, so he could only point at the screen, “Look… look… it’s starting… … it’s starting…”

This damn kid is using a combination of the “tiger” as well as the “east”.

To avoid missing these great shots, I released him.

He straightened his wrinkled shirt and pointed his finger at the man and woman who were screaming strangely on the screen.

“Look! Isn’t this the recently popular jade singer? Turns out she’s been a broken sock for a long time.” He pointed to the center of her thighs on the screen, a black fluffy mass being penetrated by a man. “According to the channel that lent me the movie, for a few hundred thousand dollars, you can also have a shot with her, just like that guy on the screen…”

I make a snort. “Don’t be silly, spend a couple hundred thousand dollars? Tell you what, that won’t even get the principal his daughter to play!”

Why the principal’s daughter? That’s because she looks a bit different, in other words, “Agreeable”, so we all hate her because she can’t get married even though she’s in her thirties, so she tries her best to screw us young guys to satisfy her perverted mentality.

I put my face close to the fluorescent screen.

“Wow! Is this true?” Looking at that face contorted with excitement, I kind of can’t believe it, she’s my favorite singer, and when her interview was aired on TV yesterday, she said that she hasn’t had a boyfriend since she was a little girl!

“Don’t be silly, of course it’s real, there’s still a chance that one man’s likeness is fake, what about three men who all look alike?” Quan pointed at the new man who joined in screwing her.

If it’s a current male celebrity, then I’m sure I don’t recognize many of them.

But I recognized those two men even if they were turned into dust, one was the manager who took her out to promote her record, and the other was the general who had recently been promoted to a position where he had to be read even in our doctrinal textbooks.

So that’s what it was all about. That agent was really economical, acting as both a tortoise and a whoremonger.

No wonder every time the army elects a lover, this jade star is sure to win the award, and the number of votes is almost twice as many as the second place and more.

“Ah! It’s starting to bite… it’s starting to bite…” ghosted Chuen every time he saw oral sex start on the videotape, as he had said that he got a special kind of arousal from the sight of oral sex, so he unbuckled his belt and got ready to give himself a bit of a blowjob.

“Hey! Don’t be cheeky, can’t you see I’m around?”

Just then, someone rang the bell at the front door.

Quan pulls on his pants, and with a click of the remote, changes to another channel.

The one who rang the bell was no other than Wan Rong.

As soon as I saw her, I froze for a moment, it was hard to believe that it was her that Chuen was talking about.

Ugh! It’s really her…

Ah Quan is my good friend, since childhood, every time there is trouble, he is my head, I remember that in the class of National 1 there is a tall guy who bullied me, he introduced me to the “boss” of the National 3, as well as some of the “friends” of National 1 and 2, and asked them to help me to take the heat. He introduced me to the “boss” of Kokusai 3 and some “friends” of Kokusai 2, and asked them to help me out, and the guy fled from school.

It’s a lesson from history and a law of biology that when best friends share a crush on the same girl, they’re bound to turn on each other and vow to never give up.

Why does God have to play tricks on me like this?

“Hey!” Wan Rong tapped my shoulder and said with a radiant smile, “I can’t believe you still like to watch this at your age…”

I looked back and on the screen the two Magnolia missiles from the Magnolia were being fired.

“Not bad! Childish man…” while pushing Wan Rong up the stairs behind his back, Quan made a face at me, “Let’s hurry up!”

When they went up, my heart still couldn’t be calmed.

Watching the Jade star on the screen grabbing the two guys’ meat sticks and licking them left and right, I didn’t react at all.

After about five or six minutes, there was a noise upstairs, but it suddenly disappeared.

The jade star’s lustful screams sounded very harsh at this point.

I began to sit back and wonder what they were doing.

So I got up and tiptoed upstairs, and as soon as I reached the second floor, I heard what seemed to be bumping around in the kitchen, making noises so small that they couldn’t be heard on the first floor.

I judged that they should be in the kitchen right.

So the kitchen door was pushed forward a slight crack to see what the hell they were doing and why it was taking so long to get down there.

As I opened the door, I realized that at the bottom of my feet was Wan Rong’s skirt.

I’m starting to get a plan in my mind.

Searching upward along the messy clothing, the sight that caught my eye was one I will never forget in my life.

Wan Yung’s naked body was lying on the kitchen table, her slender legs hooked in mid-air around Quan’s neck, and two white arms were incredibly placed under her span, as if caressing and squeezing something.

Looking down at the raised feet, Chuen was also naked against her, grabbing her thighs and thrusting his hips sharply, the impact waves traveling from their junction, causing Wan Yung’s half-sized breasts to swing back and forth.

Chuen tilted his head back, his eyes slightly closed, his half-open lips kept exhaling, unable to control the saliva flowing down from the corners of his mouth, and with the momentum of the pumping, the knot in his neck’s throat rapidly moved up and down, showing how much pleasure he was getting.

Wan Rong wasn’t lying still, her hands moved without purpose, either pressing her breasts or caressing her lower body, as if Chuen’s pumping didn’t fully satisfy her needs.

I don’t know when they started to have sex, but when I opened the peeper not long, Ah Quan already can’t support it anymore, and then Ah Quan screamed “uh ah”, and then he hurriedly pulled out his thing, and the rod couldn’t hold it anymore, and almost uncontrollably shot out a streak of white sticky liquid above Wan Rong’s belly, staining her breasts and belly, and the shiny liquid gave off a strange luster. On her breasts and belly, the crystalline liquid emitted a strange luster.

It was then that I noticed that Wan Yung’s belly was very, very flat.

Ah Chuan cursed for a while, his words seemed to be telling Wan Rong that he normally wouldn’t be so out of the way, and that as long as she waited a few more days, he would surely bring her greater pleasure.

But Wan Rong she didn’t respond, at this time, she didn’t have any of the usual dicky shyness in my mind, in order to figure out her own pleasure, her hand began to move, holding Ah Quan’s decadent and unproductive thing, anxiously rubbing it, and whenever Ah Quan moved a little, she couldn’t wait to shove it into her fleshy hole.

But no matter how much she caressed it, Chuen’s thing could at most only buck half as high as it was when he was really excited, and as she played hungrily with it, it was never able to get erect again.

Undisputedly, it seemed to really drain the light.

Seeing this, in addition to the shock of a bolt from the blue, there was also a little bit of damn voyeuristic excitement, the same as when I privately peeked at pornographic movies.

I suddenly couldn’t bear to continue watching, couldn’t bear to see the goddess of my heart flipping off Satan, couldn’t bear to see her unbearable display of hunger and thirst, which was really completely beyond my imagination.

I gently covered the door, slowly got up, turned, and walked downstairs in frustration.

It’s really hard to describe the feeling in my heart when my feet are on the stair board at this time, it’s like sadness and relief; sadness that the beauty of my heart has been so bad, relief because fortunately I didn’t really fall in love with her.

This is the disillusionment of the crush, I just do not know why it is so bloody, all of a sudden threw my whole person into the abyss of disillusionment, I like the person who gave himself such a big joke.

I was walking down the stairs at the time, and the two guys on the screen just happened to be cumming, and the female lead was screaming obscenities as if she was screaming for Wan Yung.

Today is really bad luck, I was forced to break two innocent “model vases” in a row.

I was not in the mood, and I was too embarrassed to stay here, so I left a message saying “I’ll go back and watch a third grade movie”, and then I left Ah Quan’s house alone.

Anyone who had witnessed Chuen and Wan Yung doing their thing would have known the double entendre of my word “again”, but it turned out that they didn’t know what I meant.

Lying in bed that night, miserably hiding under the blankets and crying bitterly.

“What happened then?” Vi asked me.

“What else could there be later, since I found out about that, I’ve been deliberately drifting away from her, because she and I aren’t terribly close friends either, so she doesn’t know that I’ve found out about that day, and just like that there’s not even a fraction of a trillionth of a hope left.”

Vi listened intently, her eyes gazing at me without moving.

I turned my head to look at her, very touched by her thoughtfulness, and then I looked up at the ceiling once more to put an end to this.

“But she also broke up with Quan later on, and I heard from the class that it was because Quan couldn’t be humanized, which I actually knew, but I was able to correct the mistake, Quan wasn’t unable to be humanized, he just wasn’t very durable.”

I paused for a moment, thinking slightly about whether or not to go on.

I managed to work up the courage to say it.

“That’s what pretty girls do anyway, they stay with whoever they like and separate if they don’t, they all play with guys’ feelings. Who asked them to be good looking and everyone wants them?”

I finished my speech and turned back to gaze at her.

She knew what I meant by my words just now, but she didn’t look embarrassed at all, she just maintained her original position for a bit, and then lay back down on the bed with her hands spread out.

“Do you think I’m playing you?” Vi’s words stung me vaguely.

“Isn’t that so?” Extremely naturally I picked up the conversation.

When I finished speaking, I said, “What’s the point of being so blunt? Why didn’t you think about it before deciding whether or not to say it? I’m an idiot!

Vi froze for a moment, then looked up at the ceiling as if lost in thought and let out a soft smile.

She did not give me any clear answers.

The conversation between the two broke down, and even the atmosphere between me and her was very stagnant, and I was to blame for talking too much.

In order to prevent this atmosphere from continuing to deteriorate, it’s better for me to speak first.

“What about you?”

“I what?” She wasn’t looking at me.

“And what about your first love? Like, your first kiss, ah, first… first sex…”

“Me?” She appeared with an enigmatic smile, “Do you want to know?”

“Of course!” I puffed out my chest.

So she slowly closed her eyes and sealed herself into her memories…

## Girls past boys ##

She had met him in high school, the age of innocence and the perverted repression of advancement that always caused so many green children to lose their laughter and be thrown prematurely into the rivalry of rivalry.

With grades like hers at the moment and good looks, she is naturally a treasure to her parents and her school, and is bound to be destined to be the first choice in the future for her, with her only niggle being that she is too far away from the JEE.

Of course, with her good conditions, in the eyes of the public star school students, really both jealous and envious, but can not compete with her, so narrow-minded, there are constantly gossip gossip vilified her, but she did not put too much on the heart, she has a kind of beyond the normal style of mentality, out of the ordinary thinking, so that she has its own characteristics.

Compared to him, he seemed a bit of an underachiever, and while both were public star schools, his rank was even bigger than his own test number, and he had to pray with fear for his passing at the end of the school year every time.

However, he has more ideals than young people of his age, he has dreams, he has enthusiasm, he has the righteousness that the so-called good students in the general population do not have, he refuses to bow to the unreasonable teacher-student relationship, and he has the courage to challenge the perverted school system, even though all of these are spurned and disdained by the pedantic system of teaching and the reading machine.

In this way, the two people whose personalities seem to be somewhat intertwined get to know each other, and she slowly discovers his sincere heart, she appreciates his love for society, his view of the crowd, and his every move attracts her deeply, and she learns from him what friendship, love, and love are, which are not found in the cold environment of her life.

She realized she was in love with him.

One day they went out together and slept at night in the foggy mountains.

It was warm in his arms, his strong arms gave her reassuring protection, and Vi, who had been afraid of the dark since she was a child, for the first time felt the meekness of the darkness, not having to shed tears for the darkness of the power outage on a cloudy night, and even though there were only the two of them in the entire cabin, and outside across the logs was the pitch-black wilderness, with a few occasional whining calls of the dingy dogs and a ghostly, god-like mountain wind, she didn’t feel afraid, it was because of him.

For the sake of the day’s tired bodies, they parted as if they could not afford to do so.

She walked into the bathroom, as the warm water flowed over her white body, somehow it seemed like scalding hot water, stirring up her heart, making her rationality fade away, even the usual feeling of guilt that she would feel if she accidentally touched her lower body in the shower was gone, she only felt hot.

Losing her usual ground of unwarranted guilt and driven by an inexplicable realization, she gently and thoroughly washed her body, rubbing and caressing her just-ripe breasts, carefully flushing with water a bottom that never seemed to feel clean.

The slightly warm water got hotter and hotter.

She turned around and was surprised to find him standing outside the door, but she couldn’t get angry because she couldn’t get angry.

He opened the door and walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her, his wide, rough palms pressing against her back as his lips covered hers, his tongue passing over her teeth and swirling around and around.

An almost suffocating dizziness caused her to give up her last ounce of resistance, and mixed with his juices and the wonderful sensation of contact, she let his passion enter her stomach.

His hands slid over his body to her breasts, gripping them that were inflamed from the caress.

“Ah… don’t…” she succumbed to the wonderful grip.

I wondered if he’d had any experience, as his other mischievous hand attacked downward, cupping her swinging, beautiful ass and nimbly playing with it.

He slowly squatted down, his handsome face and hands that had caressed her breasts coming to rest on her slightly sparse triangle.

In the narrowed slits of her eyes, she watched in pain as the watery ground hit his broad back, soaking what little clothing was left on his body.

Suddenly he pivoted his hands to spread the depths of her tightly closed thighs and saw the virgin’s rosy, narrow slit, then stretched out his index finger and rubbed it up and down along the slightly indented slit.

“Ah… no way…” she cried out wildly in her confused mind, but contrary to what her mind thought, she kept shaking her body, chasing the pleasure coming from his fingertips.

He exerted himself so that his index finger was not inside the open petals, stimulating her with his fingertips in the walls of the two slippery labia, and found that the tiny hole was secreting a surprising amount of slippery love juice.

The bright red nub was seductively erect, as if angry that he didn’t know where to best please her, and ashamed, he utilized his middle and ring fingers to hold her in place, while his thumb was paired with his forefinger, which stroked the inner wall, as his thumb bullied her in general as if it were caressing the outer labia.

Suddenly he brought his head forward, accidentally hitting his forehead where he exuded tantalizing sensuality, and when his nose touched her nub against it, the sudden flaccid sensation caused her whole body to go limp and fall softly to the running floor.

Lying on the floor, constantly feeling the slippery stickiness of her lower body, making her blooming petals uncomfortable, she tucked her legs so that her knees were the apex of the triangle formed by her thighs and calves, her legs as wide as they could possibly be in the spread.

From the thighs molded into the open horns, her beloved he stripped off what was left of his clothes.

She looked over the floor as his young firm rod slowly approached her, the glans covered in secretion looked so huge, the length of the slightly upward curved column seemed to run from the intersection of her thighs to her navel, and the tightened scrotum looked so hideous.

“No… don’t… don’t…” she felt fear.

“It’s okay…” he held his thing in one hand, rubbing at the glistening glans.

His other hand pressed down on her petals, his index and middle fingers spreading her wide open parallel to the slit, then he pressed his glans against the bright red hymen, gently bringing his hips slightly forward and then slightly backward so that the hymen was like the surface of a calm sea, stirred into prominent or concave waves.

“I’m afraid…” she spat out a few words shakily, but her whole body was powerless to get rid of him.

He stabbed in unmercifully, and even though for the first time the walls of flesh were so narrow that they didn’t allow for too much vigorous pumping, as was his tough, stubborn personality, he made it all the way in.

The intense fullness in her lower body surged after the sharp pain, and as his cock withdrew, it knocked her back into the abyss of sharp pain for a moment, like the sensation of being as thin as an eyelid but being pulled by both hands, banishing the pleasure that had been triggered by the foreplay a few moments before.

The strong body kept pumping in and out of her, the

“Mmmm…” intense pleasure traveled in all directions from her deep fleshy core, a soothing sensation she had never felt before, accompanied by pain that made her unable to control herself.

The sticky wet walls of flesh attached to the thick rod, constantly flipping in and out with the pumping motion, the feeling of his chest pressing against his breasts turned out to be some form of pleasure that settled in her chest, that reserve in her heart that had been unwilling to face up to the desires of her own age, had completely disintegrated.

It was the fatigue she was feeling, I guess, and the intense pain from a moment ago was fading away, even as it merged into an ever-rising pleasure that made her almost pass out.

She opened her mouth slowly, as if she were losing control, and was mortified to find her mouth drooling down, and her muscularly taut hips beginning to rise upward, not only allowing him to initiate, but also becoming more courageous in her own quest for pleasure.

The skill he’d learned from somewhere, as well as his experience, had made the first time she’d ever tasted sex so horny that he wouldn’t have been the least bit nervous, his frenzied hands moving nimbly once again, his lips once again attaching to hers, sucking away the juices that didn’t match those of her beautiful cheeks.

His fingers clamped down on the firm nipple with one hand, and with the other, he straddled half his body and drifted into the sensuous center, pinching the little nub of flesh that kept getting attacked by the column of flesh.

Stronger electric current abruptly from the lower body rushed up to the head, and then the warm tide of heat slowly extended out, fresh moist petals, smooth belly, flaccid breasts, forgetful cherry lips, she felt the tide of heat to reach the top of the head, at the same time triggered a gust of trembling sensation, as if her throat was stuffed with something, she was unable to scream, and then the hot vagina began to foster, her legs began to spasm, she kept falling down, her ear seemed to hear from within, some kind of dissonance, with no regularity, and suddenly there was no dryness at their junction.

“Umm… ah…” swollen red beautiful pretty face, after receiving the most beautiful sensation between a man and a woman, she looked very helpless, weak and powerless…

That’s an orgasm, she thought in a murky mishmash of consciousness.

But he still had no tendency to stop, his thick rod was still ramming inside her, she felt a gust of tiredness, her body unconsciously began to relax, even the slender hand that was gripping the bed sheet tightly, unconsciously loosened.

Suddenly pressed against the top of his body he inexplicably accelerated his momentum, and a moment later he stopped, and from the touch between his body and her body, she realized that he also had a slight twitching sensation.

Something intermittently dabbed deep inside his body, and in an instant, the relaxed body tensed again all at once, twitching and spasming intensely.

The cold body was continuously melted by the warm semen that emerged, for the first time she felt so warm inside her body, the walls of her foster vagina even once again gushed out a gush of pleasure that was different from when he pumped it, and the strong excitement that penetrated into her heart caused her to sink deep into the ocean of orgasm and get lost in the dense forest of passion.

After the fateful night from the mountain, they are more deeply infatuated with each other, both physically and psychologically, dating while having not only spiritual communication, but also young and exciting love and desire, they fall in love, and then they make love…

## The boys of today and the girls of today ##

When I heard this, a strange feeling of jealousy came into my mind, from the moment Vi started to say “he”, especially when he broke into the bathroom where Vi was taking a shower, I even shouted in my mind, “Vi! Go away!” Even though that was in the past.

Normally, if Vee and I were to get together and have a super-friendship, her former boyfriend would be jealous that I now have Vee, and I should be proud that I’m currently boyfriend and girlfriend with Vee, so “I’m playing with his woman,” but I’m clearly in a different role.

I thought of something extremely important and opened my mouth to ask her, “If you love each other like that, then why did he leave you? Was… were you cheated by him?”

She was suddenly very agitated, and clasped her head with both hands, saying with great sadness, “Yes! It’s him, it’s him who doesn’t want me, we swore we’d grow old together, we’d be together forever, it’s him, it’s all his fault…”

Vi sobbed out even more, “He suddenly died in a car accident, a week before the graduation ceremony, just for helping his friend out shopping… helping his friend… he lied to me, he said he would never leave me in this life…”

“He died in a car accident just like this…” repeated Vi over and over as she fell into an uncontrollable state of confusion.

Seeing this, the feeling of discomfort I had just felt inside me intensified, it was obvious that she loved him very much and couldn’t seem to get him out of her mind.

Some people say that first love is the sweetest and usually the most bitter, but I didn’t know that Vi’s first love was so deep and sorrowful.

I didn’t know how to comfort her because I felt even more pale and helpless after I heard her story and realized that she actually had someone she loved more than she loved me, even though he was a thing of the past.

In the end, I had no choice but to put my arms around her, patting her on the back that was trembling from crying, and occasionally saying one or two lines of “formulaic dialog” that I learned on TV to comfort her.

When I think about it I also want to cry a little bit, Wei is my real first love, but yet she told me this, no matter how, when a lover hears about another lover’s past, even though it is a small thing like holding hands or hugging, they will be furious, let alone the big thing of going to bed, but she gave me such a strong medicine, not only saying that her body belongs to him, but also can’t even forget him in her moods.

I’m such an idiot, not asking her wouldn’t have caused me so much heartache.

Now knowing how much she used to love someone, I’m starting to have absolutely no confidence at all that I’ll ever be able to get a love like his in the future.

But the thought of her in my arms with her heart in someone else’s makes my expression twist, even as my head aches a little.

“Could it be that I would be jealous of someone who has passed away?” Seemingly sensing the affliction of being in love, I was left alone to stare up at the ceiling after Vi had fallen asleep.

It was that one night of chance meeting that Vi and I became a couple, eating together and living together, although she did not retire her abode.

Perhaps because of this, my life has a purpose and is becoming more grounded.

I think I’ve fallen in love with her.

Every time I made love to her, I always liked to hug her, touch and play with her slender nipples, tell her I loved her, and then ask her if she loved me as much.

But she always refused to answer me positively.

Sometimes she says she likes me a lot, but then says that liking isn’t the same as love, and then says she can’t live without me in favor of saying that she just can’t live without a confidant who understands her.

“Once I say ‘love,’ that’s when I’m willing to commit my whole life to him, when I’m willing to sacrifice for him to the end…”

But I could never get her to say the word “love.”

So although I held her in my arms, I always felt a sense of unease, afraid that I was giving more of myself than she was, and even more afraid that one day I would lose her.

I was starting to feel the pressure, even though I could obviously tell ninety-nine point nine ninety-nine percent that she loved me from all the care she took of me.

And that zero point zero zero one turned out to be a barrier in my mind because, on the night I met her, she uttered that word in a dream to the boy I was insanely jealous of.

That’s what I’m most concerned about.

Because I felt disdain for myself, I hated and cursed myself for merely having her flesh and her care, and I was jealous, and I tasted, and I cared completely!

God is obviously kidding me, because we not only have the same interests, and each other’s personality is also compatible with each other, after more than a year of cohabitation, Wei is simply a good wife in my heart, just, just why she has to grow up in the north ah!

Geez! Why can’t I get past my southern boyish caution to accommodate this northern girl’s past.

Just because we both grew up in different environments, we naturally open up quite differently.

I can’t get over the fact that the first time I had sex, the hero was a virgin and the heroine was not, especially since she refused to say she loved me, which made me feel even more humiliated.

I started to feel tired and this pressure was very heavy on me.

Vi she had long noticed that my behavior had begun to be unusual, not only did I sometimes stay at my friend’s house on purpose, but the arguments between the two of them gradually increased.

She also started staying at her original place 3 or 4 days a week and didn’t want to talk to me.

Perhaps because of her affection, because of her “motherly” nature, she would deliberately find some time when I was definitely not at home to come back to my flat, to help me tidy up my room and wash my clothes.

Then even more unexpectedly thoughtful, even thinking of my physical needs, every time she left a note as soon as she finished cleaning that she would be waiting for me at her place at what time of the day.

Her beauty turned out to be a bigger nightmare in my mind.

I went almost every time with deeper humiliation as well as low self-esteem, as if she was taking pity on me and toying with me more than ever before.

After intense lovemaking, we both just lay in bed, silent with each other.

My classmates couldn’t stand my despicable behavior, and they tried to find ways to normalize our relationship, but in the end, everything failed.

Me because of the standard southern machismo, her because of the northern capricious temperament.

And all these sorts of things can be solved with just a word from me.

I never did.

## When a boy sees another girl ##

The day I met Ru was on a warm spring break evening.

The huge campus was almost deserted, and with the holidays, no one would even think of coming to school in the early evening, so I shooed the few schoolboys who were nestled in the reading room home and lied to them that it was time.

Today it was already time for Vi’s note, almost two months into the cold war, and I still wanted to brazen it out, to go to her, to lay on her puffy breasts and soothe this week’s blazing fire of desire.

Walking down the walkway, I saw a group of people far ahead, pestering a schoolgirl who had just exited the reading room.

I walked past them and noticed that the schoolgirl was the one who had recently stayed in the reading room and was sitting not far in front of me, a rather cute girl.

As I said earlier, there are a few seniors in our school who are quite shameless and like to openly molest people, although it is not very obvious, such as the military academy like the senior system, but this is for us boys, for some of the less experienced girls, it is different, not only do not dare to resist, and even respectful, more solemn than to see the instructor.

Unfortunately, more than half of the girls in this school are of this type, and it’s actually quite easy to swat away that kind of fly, as long as you don’t squirm and are a bit more determined, then they won’t be able to get away with it. If they dared to treat her like Vi, she’d have to report them to the faculty office or the police station.

Therefore, if you make boyfriend and girlfriend in school, most of them are shameless seniors and pure schoolgirls. According to the girlfriend of my senior’s girlfriend, once she sees a senior boy, she will feel a strange excitement from the bottom of her heart, and her whole body will be hot, so that she will be captured and agree to his request without her own will.

“Oh!” I called out.

No wonder our school’s abortion rate is the highest in the nation.

It’s a “perverted” tradition for them girls, and nobody knows when it started.

I’m in third grade, yet with a naturally closed off personality, would I have been able to hook one up if it weren’t for Vee’s backstabbing? It’s something I’ve always wondered. Though people almost always said I had a good deal.

A couple of fourth-year seniors were pestering her at the time, and one of them was trying desperately to make a move on her, but she let them get away with it, contrary to tradition, and backed away desperately in disgust.

I was about 10 meters away from them, at first I thought it was just a prank, so I turned my back on them and slowly walked away, this is commonplace in our school, since guys don’t go too far on campus, and the girl who was being flirted with will surely be the guy’s girlfriend later on, so what do I care? It’s customary.

Suddenly I heard an unusual noise from the flower garden behind me.

I was laughing my ass off, “What? I fell on the grass!”

So I turned around to take a look, but I realized that something was wrong, the girl was cornered in the corner flower garden, the group of about five or six people, two of them grabbed her arms and pressed her to the ground, the other one covered her mouth to prevent her from making a sound, and the other ones were actually starting to undo their belts.

This is clearly rape!

I find it extremely offensive that people like this, who are not satisfied with hogging more than one-half of the school’s “relationship resources,” would want to victimize another good girl.

I ran over to them.

“Hey! What for? Let her go!”

As soon as the five of them in the line heard me, they released her and turned to me.

“Hey! Schoolboy, be sensible and get out of here without you!”

One of them, who was taller than me, scolded me viciously, as if they had long ago decided that since a younger sister couldn’t rebel against a senior, a younger brother should learn to do the same by comparison.

I remained motionless and stood fixed on them.

As soon as they saw that I had not the slightest intention of retreating, some of them began to be unable to hold back their temperament, plus their weaknesses as well as the fact that there were so many of them, and wanted to do something against me.

These days the only thing that can be done exclusively by moving people around to beat one up is a national high school student, so it’s obvious that these people haven’t grown up at all in their minds, and they definitely came from one of those stellar schools in high school because they’re so used to bullying the younger students in college that they think they’re a big deal.

Two of them closed in, clenching their fists and swinging at me.

I dodged them and one of the guys took a swing with his fist and the man fell out, their pace was not steady and furtive, really verifying the assumption that they hadn’t been in a fight.

So much so that I’m not afraid of them at all.

I took advantage of a guy rushing past me and grabbed his shirt behind his back, then punched him hard in the face, waited for a pause under their misguided eyes, and dodged over to deliver several consecutive blows to one of the guys in the gut before finally lifting my foot up and kicking it towards the jaw of the guy who had asked me to mind my own business.

For a moment they were terrified.

This is simply unimaginable to them after four years of rampaging around the campus. I think they think that they have been paid to beat up people in middle school, or to watch people being beaten up, and that they will run away as soon as something goes wrong, and so they think that they have been “mixed up”.

Unfortunately, who told them to meet me, a guy who was slightly mixed up in middle school.

The two who were uninjured fell away without even helping their companions, and the rest limped away with their wounds.

It’s so funny to see that kind of fear.

To prevent them from suing their parents or the instructor’s office (which is the kind of thing weaklings do best), I purposely yelled out, “Come again if you dare! I’ll see to it that you move people to block whoever comes in the future!”

They ran faster.

I stepped aside and noticed that her blouse had been removed, her skirt had been pulled down a bit along with her panties, she was covering her breasts with one hand and holding the waistband of her skirt with the other, she was crying in fear, luckily, I came at the right time.

“Thanks…” she said, covering her breasts with one hand and pointing to her blouse two meters away, asking me to bring it to her.

I handed it to her as she had instructed.

Strangely enough, only the shoulders of the girl’s upper body were visible, and below the shoulders were the undergarments that had long since fallen out of fashion.

Not being able to see her breasts as well as her back, I just looked at her back and I realized that her shoulders were beautiful, especially in the golden afterglow of the setting sun.

She noticed that I seemed to be peeking and turned her face away from me with a little blush.

I reacted quickly and immediately turned my face away, pretending that I was admiring the afterglow of the setting sun, that I was a decent person, not a villain so horny that I would peek at her.

She got dressed, got up, walked over to me, saluted me, and said, “Thank you… thank you very much.” Then she said something else that I don’t even dare to remember.

“No need to mind, as long as people will help, I just happened to pass by ah! Don’t worry about it. Ha! Ha!” I give a haha.

I say this as if I have moral courage and like to help those who are in trouble… In fact, that’s because my judgment is correct, if I were like the “boss” who taught me to fight in my country, I wouldn’t dare to say a word, not to mention fighting. I wouldn’t dare even say a word, let alone five!

It’s embarrassing for me that she talks about me like that.

My hand was extremely uncomfortable desperately rubbing the back of my head, a dull face but a big wise giggle, when suddenly her short hair caught my attention.

Looking at her hair, I learned that a girl’s hairstyle is meant to match her face, as well as her appearance, so that it looks good, like her short hair gives off a fresh, cute and lively vibe.

She gave me her name phone number etc.

I glance at it, “Kokichi A, Wang Xinru.”

I thought about Vi’s class, maybe this girl is her direct schoolmate. I’ll have to ask her about it when I get back.

□■ boy, girl, with another girl

I opened the door and Vi was already waiting there, though she had her head turned sideways, sweeping a head of hair aside so that I couldn’t see her somber face.

I walked over to the coat hangers and put my jacket on.

She stood up at this point, still deliberately covering her expression with her beautiful dark hair, and undid her blouse, her skirt.

Seeing the clothes on her body diminish one by one, exposing her smooth, white body, I started to feel a little bad.

Maybe it’s because I saved a person today, my mood is obviously very pleasant.

Therefore, although I verbally refused to make a good point to Vi, my movements had been much gentler, and I squeezed her shoulders and lowered my head to kiss Vi.

Vi half-heartedly gave up her dickey hold and opened her cherry lips slightly to accept my warm tongue.

Then, perhaps it was a silent agreement between the two of us without words! Surprisingly, Vi grabbed the collar of my chest, leaned into my chest, and started whimpering.

For the first time, I saw the strong one shedding tears, and I really hated myself for it.

I gently rested my head against her hair, then opened my arms to floor her tightly.

“It’s over, I promise it’s over…”

I laid her flat on the bed, then kissed her plump thighs with my lips, causing Vi’s body to quiver slightly with each burst of light touch, I reached out with my tongue and slid it into her marvelous triangle, slowly and gently kissing her petals, then reaching out with my fingers as well as my thumb, I moved the hidden labia, revealing that déjà vu pussy.

The tip of my tongue squeezed hard into the tight, silky little hole like it was trying to separate her, and then the whole of the tongue plate was attached, using the rough surface of my tongue to lick her.

Vi’s whole body involuntarily shrugged a little as she was touched by the sensual electricity.

Then I rounded up my lips as soon as I reached the top of the two petal clefts, anxiously searching for the cute little nub of flesh, then touched her naughtily with the tip of my nose and sucked and nibbled nonchalantly with my lips.

I plunged my finger into the flesh and felt the rolling heat inside her that almost burned me.

I started to pull my finger out and saw the soft, sticky area clinging on, constantly flipping in and out as I went in and out, and I thought about the place I was pressing down below, was it going in and out like this?

Nibbling gently on the erect reddish nub with the tips of his teeth, he then began to move his body, his mouth not leaving Vi’s wet area, before bringing me upside down against Vi’s torso.

The hard rod squeezed through the moist lips of her mouth, the puffy tip wrapped around her flickering tongue, and I was beginning to drift in and out of consciousness, but the sensation of my tongue constantly swirling around my glans was too strong, and as a last resort I reached out with both hands and rubbed or squeezed her hard along the rosy slit.

“Mmmm…” she moaned in a slurred voice as she mouthed her erect cock.

“Ah… it’s flowing out…” I whimpered, marveling at the fact that her tantalizing walls of flesh were even wetter than they had been a moment ago.

It felt a little sweet to stick out my tongue and roll it in the love juice with a little bit of astringency.

“No… no… don’t…” she cried out vaguely.

I pinched and played with her nub on one side, and pressed my mouth against her mouth below, then sucked out more juices from the depths more intensely.

More intense stimulation reached her, causing her to go crazy for a moment, accidentally causing my cock to slip out of her mouth, mixing saliva as well as secretions and drawing a shimmering trail on her beautiful cheeks.

I bit into her again, forcing back the urge to stick my rod inside her as I moved to suck her intensely.

“Let’s just let you orgasm once first.” I thought mischievously, because A-series senpai said that waiting for a woman to orgasm before performing the art of copulation will make her more submissive to you…

Utilizing my fingers instead of my mouth, I played with her and then turned back to peek at her.

Vi she no longer had the strength to bite my rod, but just stuck out her tongue and aimlessly touched my root, making the ecstasy of the juices kept flowing out of her mouth, wetting my rod and pubic hair, also glistening on her face.

The sight of it colored my thoughts with an even more evil beast.

“Just let you leak…” comes to mind when I think of the male protagonist’s dialog in a pornographic comic.

I quickly mooched her pussy as well as her nub, and all of a sudden I felt her begin to twitch violently, as if by an indescribable magic, sucking my fingers into her deep attempts.

“It’s an orgasm, isn’t it?” As soon as I saw this, I abruptly got up and immediately sent myself in while the pleasure of Vi’s pumping was still fresh.

“Ah…” the cry of Vi seemed like a nightingale, seeping into my heart.

Without hesitation, I immediately countered with a couple of modest pumps deep, then a sudden withdrawal, followed immediately by a deep entry.

“Mmm… mmm…” the intense feeling of fullness accompanied by pleasure swept wildly through her like the wind, having just climaxed only to be floated into the abyss of desire by me like this, just kept getting excited and aroused, barely even able to breathe.

Vi’s two feet went up to rest on my shoulders, her beautiful thighs kept taking the pounding of my abdomen, making a sound like a drum.

I don’t know why, but she had the strength to clamp down on me even though she had clearly climaxed, and was tenaciously resisting, using the most mysterious of weapons to stop my advance, and then making it impossible for me to pull back when I’d struck back.

“Ah… you badass…” I cried out as I pushed my hands against her waist, getting better.

She realized that if she didn’t start to counterattack, she, who had already suffered the loss of my tongue once, would succumb to my violent thrusts again, producing several orgasms in a single session of lovemaking, making her feel as if she were being gang-raped by several men at the same time in a generally embarrassing manner, and even more so, like a lewd whore.

“Hmmm…” said Vi as she once again shut up her breath, an intense heat in her lower body seemed to be rising again, and her hands unconsciously swung in the air as if she was about to come again…

I took advantage of the fact that she was very aroused and put a pillow under her hips, using postural tricks to try to bring her to another peak faster.

Because today at noon I have been unable to wait for the afternoon charming, secretly in the residence hit once, so already three or four hundred strokes but seems to feel nothing.

This one was purely to drive her crazy with.

I kept pushing forward, surprisingly making Vi’s waist bend upwards, her delicate hips had been made to hang in mid-air, her legs stretched out straight, as well as her torso, like an inverted U-shape, then I started to use the power of my fingers again, going in deep into her private parts, ruffling her lush triangular area, going in deep into those two pieces of privacy that had been propped up by the rod of meat, pinching and squeezing the sexy little mounds.

“Ah… ah…” as Vi was touched by my fingers, one coldness creeping into another torrent, her whole body contracting strangely, especially where it met.

I struck out in both directions, my lower body pumping strongly and my fingers squeezing fiercely.

“Oooh…” as if she was about to cry, Vi’s cherry mouth opened exaggeratedly, emitting a very hazy sound, and her slender hands were placed on my chest as if she was trying to push me away, but she couldn’t make any strength at all.

“Heh heh…” I was very pleased with myself, and for some reason, making a girl indulge in the pleasure of continuous orgasms made me let out a chuckle.

Just relaxing, I suddenly felt bad as a strong current rushed through my sexual thinking center, warning me that the moment was near.

In order to avoid this kind of thing, an immediate decision, I pulled it out of the shrinking hole for a while, to rest for a while, when the physical situation is ready to go back to the “whole” her.

Vi seemed to sense that things were beginning to look unfavorable for me, and she attributed the omens of my impending release to no fewer than a hundred sexual encounters between the two of us over the years and while we were living together.

Already aware of my plot to disintegrate her self-esteem in the boudoir, she decided to give me a head start, naughtily trying to turn the tables on me.

So she quickly reached out and squeezed my hips hard enough to keep me from leaving, and then began to work violently, utilizing her own physically different build than a man’s.

“It’s not fair… you… you have to come out for once too…” vai she swelled her cheeks and expressed her meaning vaguely.

“Oh…” being dismantled from the conspiracy in this manner, along with the fact that there was indeed already a degree of arousal, not to mention the fact that her face was very beautiful at this point in time, I was instantly elevated to the highest level.

At once Vi stops her pushing backward but it’s my turn to attack even more fiercely than I did earlier, and in order to make myself even more aroused, I make every effort to hold back that touch of heat and increase the frequency of my pumping to infinity.

“Thud, thud, thud…” all the sounds of the world faded away, leaving only the sound of testicles hitting labia, only the sound of thighs pounding down on hips, only the sound of stomachs hitting thighs, “Thud, thud, thud, thud… “

Wax-red stick of nitroglycerin, the fire kept going into the embers of the cotton threads, Zi… Zi…

“Ahh…” and I thrust my hips so hard that Vi’s torso became as far back as it could go…

Vi gripped the sheets with all her might at this point, her whole body as if she couldn’t stand the last-minute excitement, clenching her teeth and thrusting her breasts upwards.

Very peacefully, her grip on the sheets slowly relaxed, her floating breasts gradually lowered, and then her hands moved to her breasts, stopping in mid-air as if in a void.

A brilliant red flush rose on her beautiful face.

For my part, I closed my eyes and gripped her legs so that I could blend closely with her, greedily enjoying the peace after the mad storm and serenely waiting for the throbbing pleasure to pass.

After about three or four minutes, I moved my body and withdrew into her, then brought my face close to the small of her back and nibbled my way up her delicate skin, inch by inch.

I slid over her skin, sucking on the sweet tips of her breasts, breathing in the creamy scent between her cleavage, then pressed my lips against hers, nipping at her slurring tongue, and finally her glowing cheeks.

“Do you like me?” I asked her under my breath with my face pressed into the pillow next to her head.

“Uh…”

“Like it very much?” I nibbled gently on her earlobe.

“Uh…”

“This… do you… love me?” I was still in hot pursuit.

Still reveling in the warmth of the aftermath, Vi kept her eyes closed, showing contentment, and didn’t answer, not even a word.

“Hmm? ” I pushed her on purpose.

“Uh…”

She avoided using “love” as she always did.

I stopped insisting this time and paused a little.

I put my hands behind my head and lay back on the bed, Vi’s slender body scrunched up against my arm.

An idea came into my head and I spoke up.

“What if, I mean what if!” I asked Vivian, “What would you do if a couple of guys tried to rape you?”

“Rape?” Vi looked up at me and smiled happily and said “Don’t worry! Unless there’s a weapon or something like that, a knife won’t do, or else you won’t even be able to touch me.” Immediately, she showed a very mischievous expression again, “If someone really has the means to touch me, then all the girls in the world will probably be raped.”

She smiled very openly at me.

That’s when I remembered that she’s a black belt in karate, and asking her was bullshit.

I am asking her from the perspective of what happened to me this evening, even I, who have never learned kung fu and only know a few moves of fighting and some rough and unpleasant courage, can give those “weak chickens” a very big horse power, not to mention her. She would have been hospitalized a long time ago.

I suddenly had a chill all over my body, when I vomited with her in the past, I was lucky that I didn’t go too far, or else one day her lion’s temper would kick in, and then I would be bruised all over and wailing on the ground.

Her limp body came closer and she pouted at me in a tone so thick it was melting.

“Honey are you worried about me…”

Suddenly she became mysteriously petulant again.

“Or are you worried about yourself? Don’t worry, I slept with you willingly, no matter what you did, and I’ll never use karate on you, even when you happen to force me to do it when I don’t want to.”

Ah… ah… ah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah… yeah.

There’s that naughty suggestive look again.

I’m just kidding! That’s what I said, but it’s a threat! She even told me when she’ll use her fists and feet on me, so how can I dare to do anything to her in the future…

Vi nuzzled into my chest even more after her speech, closing her eyes and asking me to hold her in her sleep, and within a few moments, she was drifting off to sleep.

It’s no wonder, what we did today was really intense and it’s only right that she would be so tired.

But even though as a male I use more physical energy than she does, I can’t sleep at all.

When she was peacefully asleep, I carried her to my side and reclined, resting my cheek in one hand and gazing at her sideways.

Unconsciously, I was reminded of that girl in the evening, Wang Xinru.

They were both girls, but they were extremely different, one was a fluttering lady of the house, the other was an introverted little housewife.

I’ve realized that Vee’s place in my heart is not what it used to be, and it’s kind of declining.

A few months later, I met Ru again, and fate seemed to bring us together.

I slowly stepped out of the science building, the weather was very bad, black with a silky drizzle that fell in droves.

I shouted “no good” in my mind, it would take at least five minutes to run back to my place, I hope it doesn’t rain during this time, or this thin jacket won’t save me.

So I made up my mind and ran.

As I ran past the College of Arts and Letters, I noticed the girl named Wang Xinru standing over there, wearing a thin white blouse, the kind of material that would become translucent when exposed to water.

The rain came suddenly, hot as hell in the morning, and then suddenly turned cloudy and windy at about 3:00 p.m., rather like a mountain rain, just like the standard northwest rain of summer.

As soon as I saw her like this, I immediately ran towards her.

Because the matter of me getting wet is relatively small, but it won’t be so good if she gets wet, with her semi-transparent clothes, if she meets some boring seniors again, she’ll surely get into trouble again.

“Hi! Remember me!” I stood wetly in front of her.

“Ah… it’s you!” As if she had met her savior, she cried out happily.

“Don’t be happy, I don’t have an umbrella either.” I reminded her.

“It’s okay to have a friend with me, then that way I’m not afraid of being harassed.”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll harass you?” I asked her deliberately.

“Would you?” She smiled softly at me, her two little dimples on her cheeks were adorable.

“That’s… of course not.” I look around and ask in confusion “Huh? Where are your friends?”

“A couple seniors came by earlier and picked them up.” Her tone was cold at the mention of seniors, and it was evident that her friends were victims of a perverted tradition.

“It looks like the rain could go on into the night, this…”

“That one, huh?”

“Do you want to take a chance?”

“Adventure?”

“Well… it’s like this!” I pretend to look down in contemplation for a moment, then shout out.

Before she could regain her senses, I draped my jacket over her body, then picked her up and ran right away without saying a word.

“Hey!” She shouted out anxiously, realizing that I wouldn’t do anything, but running down the street with a man in her arms like that was very embarrassing for her, who had come up from the south to study.

There was a clap of thunder and the rain let loose and scattered over both of us.

I kept running, and she, who would have struggled slightly, completely let go of her reserve at this point, wrapping her hand around the back of my neck and gazing at me very gently, like she was giving me everything.

As soon as I see that she’s watching me, I give her a small smile.

“Boom…” thunder struck wildly, and lightning flashed clothably.

“Wow…” the rain was getting heavier and kept hitting me and Ru.

Little droplets of water with a hint of coolness dripped from her hair.

“Splash and Stab…” I jumped over a large puddle of water, splashing as my feet hit the ground.

Turned into the alley with her in his arms.

“Wow… wow…” the water pipe on the roof of the neighboring residence kept running down a column of water.

Finally I saw the girls’ dormitory right in front of me, and there was a carport attached to the dormitory next to the building, so I ran in to get out of the rain for a while.

After putting her down, I gasped for air.

“That’s terrible, all wet.” She took out her not-so-dry handkerchief and tenderly wiped the raindrops off my face.

A little disappointed, she said to me, “I’m sorry, we don’t allow boys in the girls’ dormitory, or I would have dried you off… are you cold?” At the end of her sentence, she asked sadly, almost looking like she was about to cry.

“I’m okay with… this… it’s already here, hurry up and get up there…” i still gasp.

“Is it really okay?”

“Really.”

“Well… thank you then. Your body is also wet, hurry back and take a shower, or you’ll catch a cold.” She turned to look at me and said with great concern, then lowered her voice “I’ll be very distressed if you catch a cold…”

I looked at her very incredulously when I heard that.

So there it was, the two of us staring at each other for a moment, two hot lips slowly approaching each other with two rapidly beating hearts.

But just a centimeter or two away, Ru unexpectedly looked back, and then hurriedly turned away her face, lowered her head in embarrassment, and ran back to her dormitory with a red face.

Looking at her short hair that rippled with water droplets, I suddenly realized that she was so cute that it made me feel the urge to eat her up.

I stood there dumbfounded, and after a few minutes, jumped up and down with excitement.

“Ah… too bad!” I took a stone and threw it out into the sky with all my might, shouting towards the heavens.

Although it was a little disappointing to almost trick her into her first kiss, yes, but I was even more pleased to know what people meant to me, and I even forgot to ask for my jacket back.

After returning to my residence with a sense of pity, I realized that Vee, who normally wouldn’t be in the residence at this time of the day, had stayed in my room and was sitting at the desk reading a book.

As soon as I saw me come back soaking wet, I came over very concerned, put hot water on for me, and then brought a bath towel to ask me to take a bath so I wouldn’t catch a cold.

I responded casually and walked into the bathroom.

Lying in the warm pool water, he breathed a little heavily thinking about the scene that had just happened with Ru.

“Hey! Avi!” I opened my mouth to call her.

“Hmm? What is it?” She came over and knocked on the bathroom door.

Taking advantage of one of her inattentions, I quickly opened the door and pulled her in.

“Nasty, what for!” She pouted.

I pressed her against the wall and kissed her roughly before telling her, “I want you, I want you now.”

Then I slipped my hands inside her blouse and squeezed fiercely at her breasts, which were beginning to swell.

“Mmmm…” she was unable to resist my forceful onslaught as her lips were sealed by my tongue sticking out past her, only to keep pushing against my shoulders.

I slipped my other hand up her skirt and lifted the panties that clung to her privacy, then caressed her with all five fingers.

“Ah… don’t… I don’t want to…” vaguely Vi’s mouth said no, but her body couldn’t hide that she wanted to, and the wet, slippery love juices began to moisten my palms in a hurry.

After my palm came in contact with the warm mucus, as if there was pleasure in my palm as well, my lower body swelled violently, making me very uncomfortable along with the feeling of friction between my glans and my panties.

I quickly stripped the clothes off of me and her.

I squatted down and pressed my cheek against Vi’s deep triangle, slowly moving my head back and forth, letting her dark, soft body hair moosh my skin.

A twitch ran through her body.

Then I left her pussy so that I was facing her, formally her red, warm, wet pussy lips, and reached over with both hands to lift both of her fleshy lips, and then my tongue came up and licked her slit, my lips sucking on her little nub of a mound.

Vi kept on trembling, and unknowingly, being sexually aroused by me, she started to go crazy as we were so close and our movements became progressively more lascivious.

Her hands clasped my head, pressing hard, her mouth slightly open, greedily enjoying the pleasure I was giving her, “Don’t stop… don’t stop… don’t stop ah…”

I looked upward as I moved triumphantly, Vi’s hands pressed against her chest, matching the agitated rise and fall of her body up and down, squeezing her own breasts violently and playing with her nipples.

Living together for two or three years, from the beginning just lying on the bed and letting me move, to the current active pursuit of pleasure, I marveled at a woman’s change is so big.

After a few minutes I took Vi’s hand and then slowly brought myself down so that I was flat on the floor.

I touched Vi’s cheek and told her, “Your turn.”

Vi nodded, and then a warm feeling of being grabbed hit me, I never thought Vi could be so skillful, making me sigh.

Her warm, moist lips took in my glans, utilizing the tip of her tongue to nimbly twirl around the umbrella of the glans, and then a moment later sliding up and down the rod with her lips mimicking the lips of her pussy.

“Well…” my chest squeezed and I kept holding my breath.

This was clearly the way we had been making love for the past few months, but surprisingly it was starting to feel strange.

Vi she sucked and nibbled for several minutes, then got up and sat on my standing cock, put her hands against my abdomen and began to move.

Vi’s movements were small, but each blow was very close, and she pressed herself against my lower body, the violent friction generating a great deal of sensual electricity in her pussy core, and the copious secretion of juices moistening both of our body hairs to minimize the friction.

After a while, Vi leaned back, braced her upper body with her hands and her legs slightly braced her lower body, and began to undulate her beautiful ass more intensely, allowing her walls of flesh to rub against my rod even more intensely.

The sound of Vi’s breasts bobbing up and down and her tender buttocks slapping against her thighs was so wonderful that I was deeply intoxicated by the wave after wave of pounding sensations.

“Mmm… kiss… darling… do you like this…?” Vi came up for air, speaking very vaguely and moaning intensely at the same time.

I don’t know why, but I’m the one who started the war, and Vi’s taking the lead.

“Uh… ah…” began Vi, screaming out in an exaggerated manner.

I rolled over and pinned her to the floor, pushed her feet apart into a position where I had complete dominance and proceeded to start thrusting.

Vi wrapped her arms tightly around me, a moan of satisfaction escaping from her beautiful face as a twist of arousal kept appearing.

I pumped sharply and then yelled out to her, “Don’t come out yet! Don’t come out yet!”

The hot walls of flesh almost made my cock burn, and the slippery slime almost made me almost slip out.

“I can’t… I can’t…” and Vi had already triggered an orgasm before I did.

As she used to tell me after one of her sex sessions, “Why do you almost always come every time you have sex?”

“Ah…” I cried out violently, and then a large amount of semen began to ejaculate as my body kept jerking.

It was a thrilling experience, with a dozen or so strokes before she “leaked”.

A year ago, by chance, the two of us watched a very special videotape in which a man used caressing techniques to make the female protagonist die of lust, but the duration of his own play was less than thirty seconds, so I followed his example and used caressing mainly, which unexpectedly shortened the duration of her madness by a great deal.

But stubbornly, she wouldn’t admit that it was the caresses that did it, and just said, with a very smug sly grin on my face, “If it’s true that all I have to do is use my hands, then I can do it by myself, so why would I want to do it with you?”

So anyway, we were already ridiculous, and every time we had sex, we were competing to see who could bring the other to the top first.

But I always lose eight or nine times out of ten.

I tiredly rinsed water casually over both of our bodies, drying the drips off my body before picking up Vi and walking out of the bathroom before both falling into bed and drifting off to sleep.

I don’t know how long it was, but suddenly a man called me.

I picked up the phone and casually answered it, and when I heard the other person’s voice was very soft and was smiling at me, I froze for a moment and screamed, “It’s you!”

“Hee… it’s me, hello senior!”

“Why are you calling me? Is something wrong?” My spirits suddenly lifted.

“It’s not a big deal! It’s just…”

“Just? What’s just?”

“…, right! Have you finished your shower yet? Thanks for the afternoon.”

“After washing…, it’s okay, didn’t I tell you? I won’t do anything.”

“Well… there’s something I’d like to ask of you, and I was wondering if I could…”

“Say, if I can do it.”

“Really?”

“Sure.”

“In that case, can you ‘borrow’ me tomorrow?”

“Huh?”

“It’s just to have dinner with me! Okay, it’s a deal! I’ll be waiting for you tomorrow at twelve o’clock in front of the Pine and Bamboo Restaurant.”

“Hey…”

The girl hung up before I could express any opinion.

Hearing that, a flutter of first love seemed to rise up in my heart again, sure that she didn’t know about me already having a close girlfriend.

Just now she spoke with a little tremor, maybe she was escorted by her classmates and forced to call me, what a girl who doesn’t know anything about the world, it’s just like a national middle schooler in love.

I hung up the phone, my somewhat tangled thoughts slowly clearing.

“Maybe she really likes me.” I floundered a bit.

“She came up from the south, and I’m from the south…” and I started thinking about all the things there were to know about her.

At that moment a soft, delicate hand climbed up my neck and a delicate touch welled up as my breasts pressed against my back.

“Who is it?” Vi cradled my head, her vermilion lips kissing my cheek gently.

“It’s nothing, the senior from the electrical engineering department wants to meet me for lunch tomorrow…”, I was going to lie so I could go out with Ru tomorrow.

“Yeah? Don’t lie to me.” Vi huffed slightly “Wang Xinru…”

I was surprised to turn my head to look at her, it seemed like she was my nemesis, no matter what I did I couldn’t escape her eyes, ever since the two of us got together it seemed like the classmates were all one with her, anytime I had something that counted as a ‘secret’ someone would be sure to tell Vi about it.

I’m so stupid.

“I didn’t have class today, and when I saw the weather was bad this afternoon, I took my umbrella and went to pick you up…”

I thought, “Right! I remember running out of the school gates with Ru in my arms, and I seem to have seen someone with a pink umbrella, so it’s no wonder that when I got back to my place, I found a very familiar umbrella with raindrops on it.

I was going to explain, but Vi, in a reversal of her usual behavior, stopped me from continuing.

“There’s no need to say anything, I saw what happened today,” Vi’s tone was very cold.

“Well…” was my stilted reply.

“Say you don’t want to go to your appointment tomorrow. Tell me, don’t want to huh?”

“This…”

“You want to go, right? Well then…” I don’t know if I’m looking away or if that’s just the way Vi’s expression is, but I saw her disappointment show on her face, and her pretty white face turned pale for a moment.

## When the boy must choose the girl ##

“Tomorrow, I’ll meet you at that place, if you still want me.”

Vi’s words clearly took on a threatening tone.

She broke away from my arm around her shoulders and went over to the closet, opening the door and pulling out her clothes.

As I watched the snow-white body being covered by a piece of clothing, my mind went nothing but blank.

“Touch!”

The door was slammed hard by Vi, showing her anger at my disappointment.

At this time my heart pounding, feet as nailed to the floor can not move, the whole thoughts into a mess.

After a long time, I slowly stood up and bent down to pick up my shirt and pants, along with the message she had written to me.

Spreading the letter paper flat, I carefully read the words written on it.

Vi asked me out to dinner at the Pine Bamboo Restaurant on a date that was originally today, with an “X” drawn on it and tomorrow’s date written next to it.

She must have known about the secret dealings with Ru behind Wei’s back, or she wouldn’t have given me an ultimatum to choose between the two.

She didn’t used to be like this at all, and lately when she spoke to or did things for the women in her class or schoolmates, although it wasn’t obvious, she was always a little offended, and even spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

But over the days I’ve been with her, there have been several times when I’ve intentionally used other girls to try her out, and she doesn’t care at all, and has even told me that if they’d be better than her, then she’d definitely welcome my choice.

In fact, she was simply very confident in her looks, her substance, and the affection we’d shared over the days.

Is it because of the cold war that happened a while ago, or is she starting to ‘love’ me…

I’ve had my share of trouble when I’m in the throes of love. Is it her turn?

I put my hands on the back of my head and slowly leaned back on the bed to think…

Ru and I have known each other for less than two months, with a kind of shyness and dickey characteristic of southern girls, and a pair of watery eyes that would mesmerize anyone who looked at them.

A clear face, a simple figure, like an unworldly flower.

Uncomfortable trembling when talking to the opposite sex.

Especially the second time we met, when the weather was unlucky and she went home in the rain, under the soaked clothes, I even saw that her breasts were not even the currently popular bikini style bra.

There aren’t many girls like this left in this chaotic society with its complicated relationships between men and women.

Innocent though she had fallen for me, she never dared to express it, but only puckered her lips to show her displeasure when I talked to other girls.

And because of that, meeting her made me regain my ideal of a romantic partner.

Vi is beautiful and gentle, with a cheerful personality and a generous demeanor that shows her confidence.

Daring to love and obsessed with romance made her willing to give her all to me.

She has taken care of my life for the past two years, and when I get out of class, there is always someone who does my laundry, organizes my cluttered room for me, prepares a delicious dinner for me once in a while, and even when I need something physically, she is just as compliant.

She’s exactly like my wife in every way.

For a girl like that, what could I not be happy with?

She also said, quite sincerely, that she really liked me, or she wouldn’t have sacrificed so much for me.

The same classmates who have girlfriends also expressed to me that they really envy me, and that their girlfriends are understanding, careful and mature, unlike those girlfriends of theirs who are capricious and arrogant.

Both of them have traits that I can’t let go of, so why do I have to accept the agony of having to give up one of them? It’s not fair!

Headlessness swirled around my room, sometimes I did desperate push-ups, sometimes I held my head, sometimes I threw my head back and whistled wildly, sometimes I hid my face and looked at the empty…

By the end of the day, I was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed with my head down in contemplation.

It’s time, it’s time for me to make a decision…

Yeah!

What the hell am I waiting for?

The next day I walked down the street, yawning frequently, my eyes darkened as I walked a little bumpy, in a trance as if I had forgotten to take my soul with me when I got up.

Yesterday night I tossed and turned, because today I have to choose between these two girls, and this is related to my possible future happiness, although I desperately listed down their personalities and mine, strengths, weaknesses, and even pedantic to the point of using a few kinds of little girls love to play the matching game, but still can not make a decision, is born to be indecisive I usually have to decide on some small things, even if the deviation will not be too serious! However, the major events in my life gave me a dilemma, which was very difficult to choose.

“It’s just one more block around the block. What to do?”

I abruptly slowed my pace to a crawl and stomped along, one step at a time.

I could have turned around and left, hung up the phone and told them both that I had a cold or was stuck with a friend visiting from up north and couldn’t get out… and all that crap.

Turn another corner and you’ll see the restaurant…

Why do I still continue to go to appointments now…

Vi’s figure had appeared before my eyes.

Why…

The figure of Ru caught my eye.

I was worrying about who my coolness would affect…

They both looked my way at the same time, Vi was wearing the same clothes she had when I first met her two years ago, a small light blue tank top that symbolized her melancholy, restlessness. Ru was wearing a light yellow dress, an untouched smile projected unstintingly to me.

Ah! I got it. I really got it!

I was walking at the apex of an isosceles right triangle when a sudden inspiration made me stand on the ground.

## When the boy leaves the girl ##

If my subconscious chose Wei, I would not hesitate to break the appointment, which would give Ru the impression that “he only treats me as an ordinary friend”, because I did not attach great importance to the agreement with her, and she would then be dead to me, which is what I have been worrying about without even realizing it.

It turns out that I had already chosen as such a long time ago!

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Vi cried out sharply at this point, and from the rest of her eyes, her body trembled violently as a feeling of betrayal hit her, making her unsteady on her feet.

She had thought that the emotional foundation of these two years would surely lead me to her without hesitation, that she would give and sacrifice for me, and she had thought that my uneventful relationship with her would eventually unite the two of us, and that this had always been her dream, to be the wife of a man she loved from the depths of her heart.

But she was wrong, utterly and completely wrong.

Though she loved me so much, my steps remained firm towards Rudra.

What would make me give up a two-year relationship for an unknown one that I’ve only known for two months?

That’s just the way it is, it’s a subconscious that I’ve been burying deep down in my heart and now it’s surfacing in my choices.

Since junior high school, no matter it was my crush, my first love, or even my life with Wei, it seems that there was an intention for my target to be a “non-virgin”, the English teacher who had already married in junior high school, Wanrong who had a promiscuous relationship in senior high school, Xiaomei who had committed suicide after being raped in the welfare club, and Lifang who I had a crush on in freshman year, also promiscuous! I also had a crush on Li-Fang in my freshman year of college, who was also promiscuous.

I’ve grown up so much, but the poor thing is that I don’t have any “innocent” person, even if it’s a crush, or if I really get along with someone who has a slight affection…

All I can say is that I’m sorry Vi.

It was only you, Vi, who first made me feel what love is, what life is, what kissing is, and what making love is.

Everything about you is so beautiful, I used to be infatuated with your graceful figure, I used to be intoxicated by your brilliant and beautiful smile, I used to be frantic for your lithe body, I used to…

But there was a time when your unhelpful me was defeated by himself, it’s not that I don’t like you, in fact, I love you more than any boy in the world, it’s that I chose Ru, and I’ll never be able to love her as much as you do.

Vi! Why are you no longer perfect…

What drove me to this decision was the shadows within me, the influence of the environment I grew up in, the damn sandpiggyism.

Because I’m never going to admit that in my condition, I can only choose between those women and use someone else’s second hand.

Including you, whom I have loved deeply.

For the past two years, every time I made love to you, the fact that you were not a virgin, the fire of jealousy and humiliation that someone had had you before me burned so fiercely that I could hardly stand it, as if I were the same damned man who had had you, holding your firm, plump breasts, moving in and out of your warm body, pinching your slim hips with red marks, and pleasuring myself with your slim, white body, and this fire was even fiercer when I ejaculated during my orgasms. and pleasure on your slender, white body, and the fire was intensified by my orgasmic ejaculation.

I’ve had enough of this torture!

I must have my future wife be a virgin, a virgin!

Ah! Virgin…

It was like she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and the cold water soaked her all over.

Her whole body was weak, her vision gray, her tears fell like rain, her limbs were cold, her heart was in pieces, as if the whole world was laughing at her, and all kinds of laughter were coming from every direction, and she clutched her head, and looked up at the heavens, and shook her head fiercely in disbelief.

I am only ten steps away from Ru…

She calmed down in her frenzy.

Eight steps…

She stared wide-eyed at the negative me.

five-step …

Vi was very sad and finally cried out hoarsely as she backed away from the street, despite the number of pedestrians in the street, when everything was a foregone conclusion.

To be heard throughout the universe.

“I love you!” She clasped her hands to her chest, her eyes filling with crystal tears as she kept shaking her head, trying to deny the harsh truth.

“You bastard idiot, I love you, why don’t you want me! You idiot, I don’t want to care about you anymore…”

She shook her head and whimpered as she looked at me and kept falling back.

I could even hear the rasp in her throat as she screamed out the last sentence.

Ah! She finally said “love.”

But… but… I couldn’t be moved, I was paralyzed.

All I felt was relief, complete and utter relief.

Whew… sigh of relief, sigh of relief… I’ve been waiting for you to say that for a long time.

Don’t pay attention to me. You said it. You really said it! It just so happens that I never knew how to ask you to leave me alone and not get in the way of what’s going on between me and Ru.

I don’t know how I could be so hard-hearted and resolute that day, so different from my usual cloudy, indecisive self.

I told you, it’s important to make decisions about your life’s happiness.

Vi covered her face with her hands, turned around, and ran away.

Vi she ran away…

She ran away…

Running away…

“Who is she?” Ru asked as she came and put her arm around my shoulder.

I kissed Ru on the cheek. “Well… whatever, she wasn’t screaming at me anyway…”

You’d be surprised.

I do believe that when I have to tell you that the “me” that I’m writing about in this story I’m writing about “me” is not the “me” that’s speaking here at all, but a different “me” that wants me to investigate something that “my” wife has brought to “me” that is so disturbing that it’s not even a story about me. Another “I” asked me to investigate for “me” a matter in which “my” wife had brought “me” all sorts of embarrassment. I am not the “I” who is speaking here at all, but another “I” who wants to investigate for “me” all the things that “my” wife has brought to “me” to make “me” look bad and unfaithful.

I’m just a private investigator hired by me to track down my wife’s cuckold.

Uh… actually, maybe the future of the other half is a lot more important than the past, and I can’t figure out why “I” have to make that judgment? Isn’t it good to love what you love?

I’m sure “I” will be happier with Vee.