A Sigh About Campus Sex Life

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I was born in 1996, so there weren't many cameras when I was a kid, and we could have sex in public in many places. Now it's different; there are cameras everywhere, it's so annoying.
My first time having sex in
public was with my first love at school. We were in our final year, having extra classes on Saturday. We were both so horny, not paying attention in class, and found an empty classroom to kiss and touch. We couldn't control ourselves and started doing it. My school uniform was easy to take off. When I pulled down my pants, I was already soaking wet, my underwear completely wet. I was seventeen then, still quite inexperienced, and it was my first time having sex in public, so I was very nervous. My first love was even more nervous; he didn't use a condom and just went straight in. It was doggy style, and in the empty classroom, his breathing, the sounds of my wetness inside, the slapping of his thighs and buttocks, and my suppressed moans were all very clear. We only lasted three to five minutes when the bell rang, and I panicked and quickly put my clothes back on. Then we didn't dare go out; the corridor was full of people. We squatted in a small corner under the back door and kissed. Then he started touching my breasts, kneading my nipples, and pinching them in a bit of self-gratification. I was panting heavily. When the bell rang for class, we sneaked back, since we didn't dare skip class forever. Anyway, it was the first time, not particularly enjoyable, but also quite memorable. The sticky feeling in my underwear was something I really didn't want to experience again.
The second time was also with my first love, still at school. During lunch break, we wandered around the school and discovered two popular dating spots: one was behind the electrical box on the rooftop, and the other was the basement connecting to the air-raid shelter. These were places that were rarely visited, making them good hiding places.
Then he specifically stole condoms from home, and we skipped PE class to run to the rooftop behind the electrical box. He did it from behind, and when he pulled down my pants, I noticed I was so wet I could practically string threads, glistening in the sun. His penis was incredibly hard too. He put on the condom and went in, thrusting wildly the first time, almost knocking me off my feet. I let out a soft "uh," then quickly covered my mouth. At first, we were quite well-behaved, hiding behind the electrical box. Later, we got bolder and moved to the edge of the rooftop. He said, "Look, if someone looks up, they'll know what we're doing!" That really excited me; my pussy gripped his penis tightly, and he fucked even harder!
After a while, he wasn't satisfied, so he pulled up my school uniform, unhooked my bra, and let my breasts sway in the sunlight. Seriously, if someone looked up, they would definitely see us, but it was during class, so there were very few people outside, just a few workers and teachers. I was so aroused that I kept begging him. His hand was initially holding mine, but then he couldn't take it anymore and started thrusting faster, supporting my waist. I quickly pulled my clothes down, and he squeezed my buttocks really hard with both hands. Then, after a series of thrusts, I felt like I was going to be stabbed in the throat, like I was going to explode!
Afterwards, my legs were soaked again. Luckily, I had the foresight to bring tissues and wet wipes. We lingered for a long time before finally leaving. I came to this place several more times afterward, but it was never as exciting as the first time. I feel like the quantity and quality of my sex life at sixteen or seventeen was equivalent to some people's entire lives.
I discovered the basement by accident. During that time, we were basically obsessed with making love, and we made love whenever we had the chance. He was a year older than me, so when I was seventeen, he was already a senior in high school, about to graduate. He was under a lot of academic pressure and needed a good, non-clingy junior in school to relieve stress. That year, I was practically a sex toy, always available and at his beck and call. But I really enjoyed it, really enjoyed it. After all, he's really handsome, and he's really good in bed. He even helped me with my homework.
There's a stool in the basement, which is very convenient. I was on my period, but he was hard, so I gave him oral sex. That's what's great about him; he always washes himself beforehand and brings tissues and water. He cleans himself again before I give him oral sex, which shows he cares about my feelings. I was incredibly passionate when I gave him oral sex; he said he felt completely drained. I learned oral sex techniques, including deep throat and blowjobs, from him. Because he's 16cm, there's basically no penis he can't swallow.
I actually really enjoy seeing men moan and even beg for mercy after being given oral sex; it's incredibly satisfying. I'm also willing to be blowjobed, though swallowing semen is fine—not that I can't, but I don't want to. So, if it's oral ejaculation, it's almost always blowjobs rather than masturbating at the end, because that maximizes the man's pleasure, allowing him to stay still until he can't move a finger.
I've only given oral sex to three men so far: my first love, my ex, and my current boyfriend. Their feedback was that being given oral sex by me was incredibly tiring for them, completely draining them. I've never given oral sex to anyone else, partly because I'm not interested, and partly because my current boyfriend won't allow it. He's quite possessive and feels these unique skills are only for him. So, when I'm with other people, I can only give them a quick blowjob. At most,
I'll give them a facial; nothing else. Later, my first love went to university, and I started seeing my ex. After we both went to different universities, I started hooking up. Not long after, I met my current boyfriend, and we've been together ever since. I
'm still in contact with my first love; he's a seasoned player, never married, and has a girlfriend, but their sex life doesn't seem very harmonious. We live in very close cities, and he wanted to hook up with me when we were in university, but my current boyfriend rejected him. He still flirts with me occasionally, but my current boyfriend won't let him, afraid we'll rekindle our old flame. It's a shame we can only be friends. But recently I heard he's also feeling his stamina is failing, I don't know why, it's a bit sad.
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