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Diary of an International Student (1)
July 29
My name is Tony, and I was sent to Canada by my dad three years ago after failing in my third university entrance exam.
The life of international students is not bad, only the girls are not everywhere like in Taiwan, but because everyone in the circle of friends has a good family background, so everyone is living a rather luxurious life. I don’t know whether it is the rich man’s wife married more beautiful, or brand-name cosmetics and clothes to make the girls become beautiful, here in the female international students one by one in Taiwan is considered a high standard sister, face and body everyone in the standard above.
Maybe it’s a trick of God, since I moved out from the school dormitory three years ago, I rented a two-story high-class apartment with a girl from Taiwan without a girlfriend (because I couldn’t find any other Taiwanese who wanted to move at all). Since the entrance was facing the swimming pool, I often saw hot foreigner girls sunbathing in bikinis, occasionally ate ice cream with my eyes, and came home to a cute female roommate, which was already very satisfying for me at that time.
Since I like to cook and have a nice personality, I lived with two female roommates after my first roommate moved out (it seems that my first roommate gave me good reviews). However, two months before my second roommate was due to move out, I… fell out of love! The idea of believing in pure love at the beginning seemed like a myth to me now. Under the pressure of my lost love, I decided to go to professional prostitutes to see what so-called women are really like.
After the first taste of a woman’s body, I felt that the demand for women is getting bigger and bigger, and the ideal of love has gradually turned into the demand for carnal desire, but because I am abroad, and I don’t like foreign girls, after going to look for professional prostitutes for a few times, I gradually felt that it’s not interesting, and what I want is young and beautiful flesh, and I saw a piece of the Internet killing the trend of compensated dating, which made me complain about being in Canada and being stuck in a foreign country due to the military service problem. I can’t help but blame myself for being in Canada, but I’m stuck in a foreign country because of my military service. In the mood of spermatozoa, gradually, I realized that there was a high-class goods around me.
My third roommate is Vivian, she is 168 tall, weighs 45, looks quite like Kyoko Fukada, and because she has an angelic face, devilish figure, and her family environment is among the top few international students here, she is not a small number of pursuers. She has been driving a Porsche bought by her father, living in a high-class apartment with a monthly rent of more than 30,000 Taiwan dollars, and living a free life.
But it didn’t last long, there was a perverted mainland student who liked to stalk her and often stood outside her window in the middle of the night looking in, writing perverted letters and calling her, scaring her so much that she called the police, but within a few days the mainlander showed up again. When she was so worried that she didn’t know what to do, she just talked to my second roommate, and she became my third roommate, and I became her roommate and bodyguard.
In the first few weeks after she moved in, the mainland student appeared under my roof again. Thanks to my 185 height and my gym-built physique, the skinny little mainlander soon disappeared… She was so happy that she even went and bought me a brand-name belt for the occasion. But for me, the end of this incident was a prelude to a gradual change in my mood.
Through the help of a few of my friends in Taiwan, they sent me the so-called FM2 pills mixed with vitamins, and when I received the package, the excitement in my heart made me almost forget about my plan. First I mixed a small amount of the drug in a drink and let her drink it before she went to sleep, then after a few tens of minutes I called the phone in her room to make sure that the drug really made her unconscious.
I called and knocked on the door, even I used a spare key to enter her room (the result is that she did not lock the door) and shook her hard, but she did not wake up. I got more and more excited, and looking at her sweet and lovely face, I couldn’t help but hug her and kiss her, her soft and small lips, her smooth tongue and intoxicating body odor, made me almost lose my mind.
By the time I realized it, my hands were already up her shirt gently holding her soft breasts, and after getting up to make sure I hadn’t missed anything suspicious, I gently closed the door and called her every half hour to gauge the strength of the potion and her reaction.
Finally, the actual day…
As is her custom, every Saturday morning she goes to the gym for a bit of exercise, has a glass of milk and a salad, then changes into her pathetically low-fabric bikini and goes downstairs to sunbathe by the pool. I drank an open can of milk until there was one and a half cups left, added FM2, which would put her out for three hours, and told her I was going out later, and it wasn’t long before I heard her walking downstairs.
Opening up the fridge, that milk had already been consumed, and then I walked downstairs, and after saying goodbye to my lovely roommate, I took my BMW out for a ten minute stroll before heading home.
Walked to the pool side shook my roommate, no reaction at all, it seems that the effect of the drug has been completely played, without saying anything, she picked up and walked towards the house. Honestly, holding a woman in a bikini feels no different than holding a naked woman, and I just picked her up and walked no more than two steps, and my penis was already pushing against my pants, making me feel weirdly uncomfortable.
I walked into the room, put her on the bed where I had just washed the sheets (for fear of leaving a smell), looked at her sweet smile and slender body in the bikini, and felt my heart beating faster and faster. First of all, I put her in my arms, reliving the old dream of tasting her sweet lips again, at the same time two hands easily untied the bikini that was not too covered, and then two hands touched the two breasts removed from the swimsuit. The first time I saw her was when she was in her bikini, and then I touched both of her breasts after removing her swimsuit. The skin and the breasts are soft and delicate, but there is also a kind of elasticity, the breasts and the two pink nipples became the target of the next attack of my tongue.
I stuck out my tongue and licked or sucked on her white and tender breasts, I used the tip of my tongue to lick and lick along the pink areola, along the tiny circle over and over again, and finally I took the nipple with my whole mouth, and kept teasing and sucking on it with the tip of my tongue, and I felt Vivian’s nipple slowly stand up in my mouth.
Licking and licking, she suddenly clasped both hands around her waist and buried her face between her two breasts, her chest and her belly pressed so tightly together that she couldn’t wait for time to stop forever except for a little tickle on her chest from her soft, tiny pubic hair. After a minute, looking up at her sleeping face, he couldn’t help but kiss her on her long eyelashes and then once again, enjoy her sweet lips.
After a while, my cock was so high that I couldn’t hold my breath, I turned Vivian over, let her lie on her back, and put Vivian’s head in the middle of my two shares, then I lifted Vivian’s head carefully, and accurately inserted my cock into Vivian’s warm mouth, and then I slowly twitched it inside her mouth. But this did not bring me the feeling of orgasm, I used both hands to hold her head, with the rhythm of my pumping, bobbing up and down, the warm mouth coupled with the regularity of the pumping, but also with the feeling of stimulation, warm soft tongue touching my glans, so that I am getting more and more excited.
So, I picked Vivian up again, and let Vivian lie face down, back up on my body, then I lifted Vivian’s ass up, and then I drilled my head between her two crotches; I looked at that high up ass, those snow-white thighs, and the wonderful curve of the flesh, and it made me hot with desire to see it.
I used the index and middle fingers of my right hand to abuse her unopened pussy through her swimming trunks, I saw my fingers stroking back and forth along the tightly closed slit, and then I touched a small protrusion, I gently rubbed it with my fingers, and then pressed it heavily; I felt Vivian’s body move a little bit, and a faint moan escaped from her unconscious mouth, which seemed to be getting very strong pleasure. She seemed to be getting a very strong pleasure.
My other hand, of course, couldn’t stand the loneliness of rubbing on Vivian’s ass, the excellent elasticity, the wonderful touch, really made me love it.
So I put my fingers along the side seams of the swim trunks, and kept stroking the flesh back and forth, and even focusing on the sensitive pussy nucleus while stroking and flicking; the other hand was slowly outside the panties with my forefinger towards her anus, slowly penetrating and pulling out. Under my focused caressing attack, Vivian’s body shook, and from her unopened slit, a large amount of love juice slowly flowed out, moistening my fingers and the bottom of Vivian’s swimming trunks.
Then I removed her swim trunks and saw her pink half-open half-closed slit. In order to see her garden clearly, I took a pillow and put it under her buttocks, so that I could appreciate it clearly after raising her pussy. Then I inserted my forefinger into the bush, swapped fingers, inserted my forefinger into her asshole, her body convulsed at the same time, but the drug was so strong that she didn’t wake up, but I think she still felt it when she was unconscious, and then I inserted my thumb into her pussy, and made a piston movement back and forth.
Next I inserted my reddish glans into Vivian’s warm pussy, it was tight but with the lubrication of the love juices, it was gradually easier to push up even though my dick was slightly bigger. I pumped while playing with her beautiful breasts with both hands, two forefingers pressed on her upturned nipples, the lower half of my body pumped even more violently, in the midst of the pumping looked at her sleeping face, her thin eyebrows seemed to move slightly due to the sensations of her body, making her look even more proud and colorful.
After many thrusts, I pulled my love juice laden cock out of her warm pussy, rolled her over so that she was face down, and then pulled her round ass to the edge of the bed to see her naked body from behind. The round ass plus the thin slender waist, plus the pussy that I had just had pumped filled with more love juice than just now, couldn’t help but to wrap my left arm around her waist again, and holding my right hand holding my love juice stained dick aimed at her pussy and thrusting it in again.
Next both hands grabbed her bouncy breasts and wrapped her arms around her from behind and thrust for a while, her soft long hair brought a burst of charming aroma, then both hands pressed her rounded ass and thrust up.
From this angle, his penis to her pink pussy stuffed and turned out, penis on the veins stained with her pussy secretion of love juice, in the time of thrusting, both hands pressed her round and full of elasticity of the buttocks, with the penis thrusting push her buttocks, push push push thumb touched on the asshole, driven by curiosity while thrusting with thumb gently open her chrysanthemums, due to the dare not be too hard, coupled with busy in her wet pussy in the jerk, can not see anything, suddenly thought of his right index finger because he had just inserted her wet pussy, index finger stained with slippery, and could not see anything. Hard, plus busy in her wet pussy pumping, can not see anything, suddenly thought of his right hand index finger because just plugged her wet pussy, index finger stained with smooth love juice, did not think too much on the index finger to her asshole inserted into.
Suddenly, her pussy shrunk a bit, for is pumping her pussy I, this contraction is a kind of comfortable stimulation, so the index finger gently in her chrysanthemum stirring, as I expected, her pussy also followed a burst of contraction up. At this time, I more forceful thrusting, and then all parties under the stimulation of another four, five minutes, after the rod from the gust of contraction in the pussy pulled out, will be thick cum sprayed on her round buttocks and thin waist, the extreme pain and pleasure of the feeling surging to the heart.
After using hot water to help her wipe off the semen on her body, my dick was indisputably high in the sky again, look at the time has passed more than two hours, in terms of my usual ability to speak, at least one shot to more than an hour to calculate that there is no time, but also very much want to, and finally decided to use his left arm around her waist, and occasionally use his fingers to tweak the nucleus of her pussy and her labia, and then buried his head into her full of elasticity of her breasts, with his mouth! Containing it and gently biting it, using the tip of my tongue to tease her pink nipple, my right hand kept pumping my dick, and after a few minutes my second shot came out.
After carefully putting her bikini back on, I carried her back to her sun lounger, looked at her still sleeping face, and couldn’t help but kiss her on the cheek again, and then drove my car to the nearby cafe, ordering a drink and looking at the sky outside, reminiscing about all the excitement just now.
An hour or so later, I called home and Vivian answered the phone, and I asked her if she wanted me to buy her a bento lunch to take home.
When I got home, I said to her, “The sun wasn’t too high today, but I didn’t think you’d still get a tan!”
She laughed and said: “Yes? I don’t think I’ve gotten any sun (nonsense, I can’t get any sun from exercising with me, I’m not an exhibitionist), do you really think so? But it was a long sleep.”
Diary of an International Student (2)
August 3
Ever since I had sex with my hot roommate Vivian through the power of FM2, I had sex with her a few times in the past few weeks. She used to sunbathe only once every two or three weeks, but I don’t know if it’s because she didn’t get very tanned because I moved her home to do bed exercises every time, or because she felt so refreshed after a good night’s sleep (yin and yang are in harmony), so she has been sunbathing every week lately. As the weeks went by, Vivian became more and more beautiful with her moisturized skin, and her springy eyes made her more and more attractive. If it wasn’t for the fact that her money-mindedness didn’t make me feel bad about it, and that it would be troublesome to have such a girl as a wife, then I could have considered pursuing her. However, looking at the two to three thousand dollar TV set she has in the living room, the thought is just a thought.
Although my family is considered rich, but the use of money I’m quite restrained, the family is put tens of millions of dollars in the bank, let me every month to receive the interest money as living expenses, with her bottomless spending method is different (the family just asked how good, never care about her spending money), but I’m compared with the average student is considered to be a good at least save two or three months will be enough to take a younger sister to Hawaii to have fun in the summer vacation.
Speaking of Hawaii, I can’t help but think of a romance I had half a year ago… She, Hitomi, is a Japanese university student from the East who came to Canada to study at a language school. I met her at a friend’s birthday party, and since that friend had just gotten out of the language school, she knew some of the other students who were at the language school as well.
At the language school, there weren’t as many Taiwanese students as Japanese, but since most of the Taiwanese were here for a few years to get a degree, a caravan for everyone was a necessity, and the Japanese who were studying for a short period of time could only watch as the Taiwanese went off in a caravan like a mob, carrying beautiful Japanese sisters…
I spotted her from a distance in the crowd… Young and beautiful, with white-red skin and starry eyes, she stood out from the crowd… Soon after, she noticed me staring at her and smiled slightly at me… Her smile at that time is still deeply embedded in my heart, and it is still so mesmerizing to me.
While the dance was singing the birthday song, I gently moved my feet to her side, intentionally went to help distribute the cake as it was being distributed, and then started talking to her by distributing the cake to her.
“Do you like fruit on your cake?” i asked.
She said to me in almost American standard English, “Yes, I like peaches…” and we started chatting about everything.
I was surprised that her English had no Japanese accent at all, and seemed to be better than what I had learned in the years I had been in the U.S. When I pressed her, she always gave me excuses: “I learned well at school”, “I met a good teacher…”. “Finally, when I asked her which school she was attending in Japan, she looked hesitant.
“Tokyo University.” After I asked her repeatedly, she told me, and then said to me, “I hope this is a secret between the two of us, okay?” She didn’t seem to want Taiwanese people to know about her school.
In the Japanese community she is almost treated as an unapproachable figure due to her being a Tohoku University student. For us Taiwanese, the University of Tokyo is just a good school and we don’t feel any different, but it seems that it is not that simple for the Japanese, but it is certain that this flower of the High Sierra was invited over by a few Taiwanese who were still in the language school, judging purely by her appearance.
“No wonder there are no Japanese girls coming over to talk with us!” I thought to myself.
She looked a little anxious with her eyes, as if she was worried about something.
“Why don’t you say something?” I asked.
“Do you… will you hate Tohru students?” Her expression seemed a little tense.
“Nasty? Why?”
After talking to her, I gradually understood her situation. She was not good at initiating conversations, and because she was a Dongbei University student, she had been living alone for more than two weeks in the U.S. Every day, after class, she would walk slowly to the campus alone with the peanuts she bought, and sit quietly on the bench to feed the squirrels that were running in the campus…
At this point, she suddenly looked up at me, and then lowered her head with a slight blush: “You… are the first friend I’ve made in America…”
Looking at her ears, which were a little reddened, he suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
“It’s my honor.” I said: “However, it seems that we do not know each other’s names! My name is Tony, because we Taiwanese in foreign countries are used to use English names, so call me Tony on it! How about you?”
“Hitomi,” she said, “Hitomi Yashimuuya.”
“How do you write it in kanji?”
“Hitomi Yoshimura.”
“Hitomi?” What a name! I’ve never seen such a beautiful pair of eyes.
“I don’t know how to drink… I’m sorry.” Hitomi said.
“Don’t worry, it’s champagne lotion, no alcohol, just like apple juice. I have to drive home later!”
“You have a car?” She couldn’t seem to figure out that all Taiwanese students had dollys for transportation.
“Yeah! I’ll drive you back later, okay?” Seeing that the Party was almost over, I wanted to get more chances.
“Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Please.” Hitomi’s face reddened again.
Before I left the house, I was pulled aside by my friend: “Fuck! You’re really fast! You’ve met the school’s ice queen in no time at all.” Peter kicked me.
“It’s okay,” I laughed dryly, “I’ll buy you dinner some other time, okay?”
“Count your kid has a conscience, but first advise you ah! Japanese sister can not be too serious ah, are going back immediately.”
“Try to ~try to~,” I laughed, snorted and slipped out of the Party, pulling Hitomi with me.
Diary of an International Student (3)
August 3
“Is this… is this your car?” Hitomi seemed a bit surprised by my BMW, “Aren’t you a student?” She asked.
She didn’t say a word on the way as if she was thinking about something, I think it was probably about the car!
“You think it’s bad to drive a BMW?” I looked at her.
“But… you’re just a student in your early 20s, and it seems… we’re from different worlds.” She seemed a little frustrated.
“Little twerp, aren’t you an Eastern University student too? Then wouldn’t I have to worship you as an idol too?!” I gently tapped my hand on her forehead and said, “What’s more, the tax is not heavy for us international students to bring a car back to Taiwan, it’s much cheaper than in Taiwan, so we can still make a profit if we drive for a few years and bring it back to Taiwan and sell it!” I desperately tried to find a reason to explain.
“I’m just trying to make some money to help my family subsidize the cost of my study abroad, my family is only modestly well-off~~”
“Look at what I’m wearing, it’s not even a brand name! It’s not even a brand name, it’s a shirt that costs a few tens of dollars!
If you have money, you’ll at least wear something that shows a Queen’s Head or D&G or something!”
(That was a close one. The Versase I’m wearing today only has writing on the buttons. I’m just kidding. I can’t go to a party without a robe…)
“But I think you’re wearing a nice outfit!” Hitomi faltered a bit. ^_^ “Characteristic? Taiwan’s strongest feature is piracy. What’s at the Paris fashion show today will be on sale at the Taiwan night market tomorrow. Feel this fabric, it’s kinda like plastic! It’s $40 (minus a zero, which means nothing in math), and I had to buy it for $35 with the owner! I think it’s a bit expensive…”
Luckily it was nighttime making me a better liar, otherwise she’d probably wear a bang when she saw my thieving ways.
“Pfft~~” she couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “Killing the price? How?” She didn’t seem to have any idea about night markets in Taiwan.
Gradually the car drove to her boarding house (I had already made a long extra detour) as I gesticulated and explained.
“Would you… like to be my friend for English conversation practice?” At the entrance of her house, she asked, a little hesitantly, “You’re a university student here, your English is very good, can I have a chance to practice?” She seemed a little nervous.
（I’m better at English than a student at the University of the East? I don’t believe her.)
“No problem, it just so happens that I’m starting spring break today, so if I’m free, I’ll find you out for a cup of coffee and a chat.
OK?”
（I was just about to ask for a phone call before I got off the bus! “Here’s my cell phone and home number…” I pulled out my pre-punched business card faster than a cowboy could pull out a gun, “I’ll be free tomorrow, so give me a call, okay?”
After watching her walk into the house, I drove my car as fast as I could (it was awesome!) all the way home in a happy mood.
The next day…
Normally I’m always browsing the internet, but today I’ve been bored since I woke up in order to wait for Hitomi’s call (my cell phone occasionally gets bad reception).
“Go and do your laundry well…” While thinking this, the phone at the bedside rang.
“Hello~ Is Tony there please?” It was Hitomi on the phone, her voice soft and very nice.
“I am. Hitomi, right? How are you?” With the utmost will, I stabilized my voice that was shaking with pleasure.
“I’m fine, thanks. How about you?” (Fine, thank you and you?) It feels like we’re recording a conversation from an English textbook in junior high school! >_<
“Are you free this afternoon? Want to come out for a chat?” I asked. (Crap! Why else would my sister call?)
“Yeah~ Is it convenient for you?” She seemed a little happy, “I’ve never been to a cafe here before yay!” She continued.
“Of course I’m free! I’ll pick you up in an hour OK?” I said.
“So… see you later!”
Forty-five minutes later, I showed up in front of her house wearing a Nike jacket (never wear a battle dress, or at least my sister would mess with her mind).
“Ding dong~”
She poked her head out of the window and said, “Wait for me, I’ll be right…”
Three minutes later, she came out with a small bag on her back, and I was even more impressed by her under the sun than I was last night. With her white dress, black and soft hair, and a pair of soulful eyes, she looked like a flirtatious elf under the clear Canadian sky. Her nickname “Iceberg Beauty” at the language school seemed incoherent. (I guess the English of those students wasn’t good enough, and they hit rock bottom in a couple of sentences.)
“Do you think I’m dressed weird?” She asked, a little frazzled and a little worried when she saw me looking at her.
“Yes, you look much better than last night!” I’m quite dogged, and since I’ve had a female roommate, I’ve learned a few truths.
1. The idea is to be naive she said Hello Kitty, you have to talk about Cool Penguin.
2. As long as the sister has a good feeling about you, and then the horse’s ass and the dog’s leg words, the sister will not feel vomit when listening to it.
“Really?” She ducked her head shyly.
(That’s cool! I like this kind of girl who is smart, quick and shy. The Taiwanese girls here are all like old fries that have been fried three times. If I lose one sentence, my sister will lose three. Long live the Japanese sister! (～～)
At an open-air cafe by a lake, with the cool breeze blowing in my face, the warm sun and my pretty sister beside me, I felt as happy as I could be in life. Over the course of the afternoon, I got to know her personality, and of course, paved the way for the next time, or even the next time, I’ll ask her out (she’s just arrived and has a lot of paperwork to do).
At that moment, I suddenly remembered my roommate Jenny’s words: “If a girl is interested in you, she will try to give you a chance to ask her out, for example, she will tell you that she needs help and you will ‘offer’ to help her…”
In this way, we gradually fell in love with each other by meeting with all kinds of explicit help and secret dates.
The first time I kissed her was when I took her to the river to look at the stars after the movie… When I kissed her, I felt her shrink back a little like a scared kitten. Her soft lips that were trembling a little bit and her sweet, girlish scent made me wrap my arms around her tightly for fear that she would disappear into thin air at this moment.
On this night, I saw for the first time a starry sky with the Milky Way, as brilliant and dazzling as the bond between the two of us.