A person born after 2010 slept with their junior high school sweetheart!

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It was during the first semester of my third year of junior high, a beautiful autumn day. One day, a friend's girlfriend whispered to me, "My friend likes you, you know?" I said, "No!" Actually, I did know, but my friend wasn't my type. My impression of her was that she had quite a large bust; back then, some people called her "Cow" (a nickname). But I was also curious about what it felt like to be liked by a girl, what it was like to be in a relationship, so I agreed to date her. (My thoughts were so naive back then.)
After my friend's girlfriend told her, she wrote me a letter saying she longed for the feeling of walking and embracing under the moonlight with her lover! (Back then, cell phones weren't so common.)
But we never actually went for a moonlit walk, never even went on a date, and never held hands. Dating a girl you don't like is a painful and tedious thing, so we broke up not long after. (Actually, by today's standards, it wouldn't even count as a relationship.)
After graduation, we went our separate ways and gradually lost touch. I only heard that she married someone far away.
Many years passed like this…
A few years ago, I missed my old classmates and tried my best to contact a few of them. We created a QQ group, and more and more classmates joined, including many I hadn't heard from in years.
She was added too. I called her a few times, but except for the first time, she was the one who called! One night, we were chatting idly, and I asked her if her breasts were still big or sagging.
She said no, and I said I didn't believe her, saying she was probably just bragging.
She reacted strongly, saying it was true, they hadn't sagged, and then suddenly blurted out, "If you appeared in front of me now, I'd show you!"
I could only take it as a joke; at the time, we lived far apart, and I couldn't go to her place.
Over the years, I've imagined sleeping with her a few times, her big butt and big breasts breathless beneath me, but it's always just a fantasy. Recently, I learned she had gone back to her hometown, so I contacted her and invited her out. She agreed, and we arranged to meet at our old school gate! We hadn't seen each other for many years, and everyone's appearance had changed. Seeing her from afar at the school gate, I could still vaguely see a resemblance to her from back then! Wearing a short skirt, she exuded a unique femininity. We walked along, making small talk. I really wanted to sleep with her, but I was wondering where to start. After strolling for a while, we found a bench and sat down. I put my arm around her waist, and she responded enthusiastically, putting her arm around me. I was secretly pleased, thinking I had a chance. However, there were a few onlookers nearby giving us strange looks. I immediately stood up, put my arm around her, and slowly found a secluded spot to sit down. I jokingly asked her, "You told me before that your breasts haven't sagged yet, is that true?" She said it was true. I said, "Then let's touch them and see, you're not lying." So I reached out and pretended to touch her. She didn't resist at all. I became bolder and slowly rubbed her breasts through her clothes. After a while, I asked her how much she weighed. She said about 100 pounds. I said, "Then let me hug you and see." I put her on my lap. This time, I wasn't satisfied with just touching one breast. I rubbed both of them back and forth, while my crotch was already erect and ready to go. I said, "There are too many people here. If we're not careful, we'll run into acquaintances. Why don't we find a quiet place or just go to a hotel to chat?" Now that she'd finally revealed her true colors, she resolutely refused. I said, "Even if we go to a hotel, I won't do anything to you, don't worry!" She shook her head, saying she absolutely wouldn't go to a hotel. The duck I thought I had was about to catch was about to fly away. My little brother had been hard for ages; I had to give it a chance. How could I not be anxious? So, while intensifying my kneading of her breasts, I said things like, "It's not easy to get together like this, maybe it'll only happen once in a lifetime," trying to use both physical pleasure and emotional seduction to win her over.
Sure enough, after a few moments, she finally nodded in agreement, and we got up to leave. As I was getting ready to get up, I realized my crotch was bulging quite noticeably, so I pulled my shirt out of my waistband to cover it.
We drove to a hotel, booked a room, and once inside, I couldn't wait to hug her from behind, ready to touch and flirt. But before I even started, she said, "No, let's go to the bed." Then she went to lie down on the bed. I looked at her; she was even more eager than I was. Women generally don't like standing, right? (I don't understand) I wasn't going to be polite and didn't take off my clothes either. I just pinned her down and started touching her breasts. After a while, I reached for her crotch and tried to take off her clothes, but I couldn't. Just as I was wondering how to take off her clothes, she smiled and said, "I'll take them off myself. You don't know how." (I was internally full of contempt) So she got off the bed and started taking off her clothes. I watched from the side. Actually, I like to undress women, but I didn't have the chance today. Sigh, seeing a pair of breasts exposed, I looked closely and couldn't help but sigh, "They really aren't sagging at all, just not big, but not small either!" I said, "You used to have big breasts, how come they've gotten smaller?" She chuckled, "How do you know I used to have big breasts?" I said, "Then everyone called you by that nickname?" She said, "You didn't touch them back then? If you really had touched them back then, I would have clung to you and would never have married so far away." I thought to myself, "Thank goodness I didn't touch them." Being with someone you don't love for a long time is not a good feeling, but it doesn't stop us from being friends with benefits and having sex. Seeing her take off her underwear, she even wriggled a couple of times before she was completely naked! In my memory, she used to have a big butt, but now it didn't look big at all; her buttocks were much smaller. I couldn't understand how a girl with a big butt could become a woman with a small butt. (Maybe that's the only way to understand it—a girl changes a lot as she grows up.) She lay on the bed, looking completely at ease, so I didn't hold back and quickly stripped off my clothes. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her glance at my penis. I started kissing her breasts passionately; I really enjoy lightly kissing a woman's breasts. I noticed she didn't have much pubic hair, but her labia were a bit dark. I thought about licking her genitals, but then I thought better of it. I touched her clitoris, but she didn't react. Back when I first touched my girlfriend's genitals, I slipped my hand inside and touched the slit, and she gasped deeply, her body tensing. But now, when I touched her genitals, she didn't react much either. I was a little disappointed, but then I thought, she's not a novice anymore; she's been through a lot. She's not like that inexperienced little girl I knew back then. I just let it go.
After some foreplay, I parted her legs and began to penetrate her. She had been waiting for this moment, her legs spread wide, ready for me. After a few thrusts, I asked her, "Do you prefer mobile or Unicom?"
She was taken aback for a moment, then understood and laughed, saying she liked both! So I became more vigorous, and soon she began to cooperate, thrusting upwards beneath me with all her might. I had never seen a woman thrust so high beneath me. She thrust as fast as I came! This was one of the reasons I loved her so much. Every woman has her own unique style in bed, and hers was incredibly responsive. However, she didn't moan or make any noise, which was frustrating. My wife moaned very loudly when she was aroused, to the point that I was worried about disturbing the neighbors, but she didn't care and just kept moaning, yet she remained quiet. I even wondered if I hadn't found a way to make her orgasm. While I was thrusting, I asked her if she had ever thought about sleeping with me before. She said she had. I asked if she had ever thought about actually being with me one day. She said no. I said, "When you said you'd be my woman, did you think about now?" You didn't expect I actually fucked you, did you? She said, "You were a bit impatient earlier. You're already here, were you afraid I'd run away?" I said, "If you came to this date today, you had to be prepared to be fucked. Did you think
I'd fuck you today?" She said, "I did. You just said we were on a date but we didn't sleep together. Everyone's so busy! I even thought maybe I wouldn't fuck her. Is she really that bad?" After thrusting for a while, I suggested changing positions from behind. She said she didn't know how. (Thinking to myself, "You're just pretending.")
I made her kneel by the bed while I stood on the floor, aiming straight for her buttocks. She said she'd never done this before; her husband only ever used one position: he'd lie on top of her on the bed and thrust violently, but he'd finish quickly. I found it unbelievable that modern people still only used such traditional positions. In the doggy style, her buttocks were a bit small; honestly, I liked having big buttocks like that. I asked her how she prevented pregnancy (because I knew she didn't have children yet). She said she hadn't used contraception for years and hadn't been able to conceive. I said, "You and your husband can't conceive, but with me, it's not certain. What if I do?" She said, "It's okay, if I get pregnant, I'll have the baby!" Hearing this, I was even more hesitant to ejaculate inside her, so I suggested standing.
Standing was also a position I liked; she had one foot on the edge of the bed and the other on the ground, essentially spreading her legs. I held her buttocks with both hands, teasing her by pressing my penis against her crotch, asking, "Where's your hole? I can't find it. Is it hidden?" I wanted her to help me find the entrance. She shook her head, refusing to let me find it myself. I pretended to press for a while before thrusting in, forcefully pushing her buttocks towards me. At first, the speed was a bit fast, and she could still cooperate and respond a few times.
Later, I used more and more force and the speed increased, and she could only follow my rhythm, completely giving up control of her body. At the height of the passion, I heard her make a sound that was half-crying, but it only lasted for a moment before I ejaculated, just as she wished, inside her. However, due to gravity, what I ejaculated inside had to fall out. There was a possibility of pregnancy, but I didn't care that much. After the passion subsided, we just took a quick shower and said goodbye.
The next day, she called me several times! That night, she called me again, asking me to go out. I didn't stand on ceremony. We met at our usual place, hugged for a while, chatted, and then I suggested going to a hotel. She was still hesitant to go. I thought to myself, why ask me out if she's not going to sleep with me? Soon, we got up and headed to the hotel. This time, it wasn't as rushed as last time. Last time, we just found a small hotel. This time, I had already planned to find a nice hotel and have my way with her properly. The hotel was nice. As soon as we entered the room, I said, "Go take a shower first." Without saying a word, she immediately took off her clothes. I watched as this woman took off her skirt, stockings, bra, and panties. She went in to shower, and soon after, I went in with my erection. I dried her breasts, which were facing away from her, and caressed and nibbled on them, unable to tear myself away. Then I had her wash my penis, and then I entered her standing up. Not long after, we changed positions, and I had her stand in front of and behind the mirror before entering her.
She didn't know how to say it and had never done it before. I had her spread her legs a little and lean forward a little, thrusting in and out of her many times. I joked that she could go back and brag to her husband that she had learned many positions during her trip back to her hometown, and she smiled.
Back in bed, I carefully stroked her genitals and noticed that her pubic hair was easy to fall out; it came out with a gentle tug. Suddenly, I had a whim and said I wanted to pluck a lot of pubic hair to keep as a souvenir. She didn't object, so I plucked a lot of pubic hair and put it on the bedside table. At the time, I really wanted to keep it to remember her. Then, we went back to the old position, and I pinned her down and thrust into her violently. She responded happily from below. I asked her, "Is it me fucking you or you fucking me?" She said that when I turned her over and let her be on top, she was a little reluctant, as she was used to being the dominant one and wasn't used to it.
I didn't care and thrust hard. When we rested, she whispered, "Don't pull out." I said, "I'm inside you, are you comfortable?" She said yes. I said, "Since that's the case, then I'll fuck you a few more times." I fucked her until she was weak all over and let out a soft moan. I also have a position I like with women that I haven't tried yet: a woman lying on the edge of the bed with her legs spread apart. Just thinking about that position makes my blood boil. Today, my female classmate was on the bed, so naturally I wouldn't let go of this great opportunity. I put her on the bed like that. I stood in front of the bed and observed for a long time. I found the slit between her legs particularly attractive, so I immediately lay on top of her and gave her a good round of thrusts. She let out a cry. I don't know if the cry was comfortable or uncomfortable for her. I didn't ask, but I felt very comfortable. I told her that this was called "fucking the slit in the bed." Actually, I wanted to try some other positions, but I saw that she was quite traditional and didn't like strange positions, so I let it go. But I made a request: I wanted her to give me oral sex. She immediately refused, saying she had never done it before. I tried to coax her, but it didn't work. When
I got impatient, I said I would give her oral sex next time. I was helpless; she really wouldn't, and didn't want to. Not seeing my penis go in and out of her mouth was a lifelong regret!
Time flew by, and it was already midnight. We prepared to sleep. Seeing her lying on her side, her crotch barely visible, gazing at me tenderly, I thought to myself, "How about we do it a few more times tonight?" Holding her for one night would be a once-in-a-lifetime pleasure. But then she called to say she had something to do, and this dream never came true. I could only dejectedly check out. Now, thinking back to that scene, I regret not holding her down and ejaculating inside her before leaving. Now, the chance of doing something like that again is slim.

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