Medical School Buddy Stories

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The university was located in a provincial capital city in the south, a medical college. It was most famous for a cigarette advertisement that aired on CCTV's weather forecast around 2000.

This advertisement made me think the city was beautiful and I longed to go there, which is why I chose this university.

Honestly, I chose the city first, then the university. Enough rambling, let's get to the point. I hope some of you can guess the city, the university, and even the name of this "friend" from the limited clues I have. At

the start of my freshman year, I embarked on my journey to study in the south alone, without a single familiar face around me, and I felt incredibly lonely.

Our school was a medical college, so there were a lot of girls. In my class of over 80 people, there were only a few boys. During military training in the sweltering heat, facing so many delicate girls, I felt a sudden release from the prison of high school.

It was during this military training that I decided I had to change my introverted nature and my tendency to blush when I saw girls.

After that, I started consciously training myself. Before, I was quiet, so I forced myself to talk more. Before, I blushed when I saw girls, so I forced myself to make eye contact with them.

Gradually, I became much bolder. In almost two months, my quiet, blushing attitude completely changed, and I became much more confident.

Then, I started pursuing the girls I liked relentlessly. At

that time, I had a crush on one girl in my class, but a classmate snatched her away. So I moved on to another girl, even following her to another university to meet her classmates, go singing karaoke, and ride the pirate ship at an amusement park.

However, after returning to school the next day, I was exhausted and slept all day. My mentality collapsed, I got tired, and I stopped.

I met this girlfriend, who was my casual sex partner, at a club activity. Afterwards, I borrowed a book from her (I forget whether she lent it to me or I lent it to her), returned the book, participated in club activities together, ate together, and eventually started talking on the phone for hours.

The plot became increasingly intense.

Until the Spring Festival holiday, we were still only at the level of eating, holding hands, and wandering around campus at night.

During winter break, we often chatted on QQ at night, sometimes until the early hours.

They say alcohol emboldens the timid, but the darkness of night can also embolden.

Back then, my courage grew with each nightly chat, from initially skirting the edge of eroticism to directly flirting verbally, and eventually, using a low-resolution phone, I sent her a picture of my rock-hard erect penis. I finally managed to provoke her into sending a picture of her own vulva.

When she sent it, I immediately masturbated, and even after ejaculating, my penis was still hard before I carefully looked at the picture.

Her vulva was still very pink then, and I could clearly see some vaginal fluid flowing out, wetting her slightly parted labia.

And so, winter break finally ended, and I finally had my moment of losing my virginity—her first time, and mine too.

The first week after school started, I took her to the park, and in a secluded spot, I continued to tease her about the winter break.

She asked me what to do when she felt uncomfortable during sex, so I said to masturbate. She gasped and asked, "How do I do that?"

My penis immediately became erect.

I looked around to make sure no one was watching, then unzipped my pants and pulled my penis out from the side of my underwear.

When she saw my penis, she was initially shy, then looked around fearfully. Seeing no one was around, she looked at my face, occasionally glancing furtively at my penis.

I said, "Could you help me masturbate? I feel uncomfortable."

She said she didn't know how, so I said I'd teach her, and took her hand and placed it on my penis.

At first, she tried to pull her hand away, but I firmly held it on the glans.

Gradually, seeing that she wasn't going to pull it away, I released her hand. Her hand started playing with my penis like she'd found a new and exciting toy, laughing and saying it felt so amazing.

Saliva from my penis wet her palm, so she pulled it away, wiped her hand with a tissue, and said it was drooling.

Seeing people approaching in the distance, we tidied up and went to explore other places.

We played until late, then tacitly agreed to book a room at a hotel near a university.

Of course, I had to assure them beforehand that I was only going to sleep and wouldn't touch her.

We didn't shower and went to bed early, turning off the lights. At first, we lay on the bed, awkwardly chatting.

Gradually, I turned to my side and put my arm around her.

She only offered slight resistance, and I knew she wouldn't refuse if I continued.

I climbed on top of her, pressing my entire body against her full figure.

I started kissing her. She was nervous; at first, her mouth was tightly closed, then her teeth clenched. Later, with my tongue probing her, she opened her teeth, and our tongues finally intertwined. Of course, her tongue was still quite stiff at first.

I wasn't satisfied with just kissing; I started using my free left hand to touch her breasts through her clothes. It was

the first time I'd touched her full breasts—large and soft. At this point, she closed her eyes tightly, her body still stiff.

I slipped my left hand under her shirt, through her bra, and touched her breasts, starting to look for her nipples. At first, I couldn't find them; they were flat.

Just as I was wondering about this, suddenly, miraculously, her nipples swelled up and appeared under my palm.

I began to stroke and knead her nipples with my fingers. At this moment, she started trembling all over, making "ooh" sounds, her brows furrowed, looking like she was in great discomfort.

Then, I began to explore downwards, through her belt, touching the edge of her panties, through her panties, touching the top of her bulging pubic area. The thick pubic hair felt smooth to the touch. Further down, I felt a slit with my fingers, clearly feeling that it was already wet.

Unfortunately, I couldn't reach any further; she was quite tall, so I gave up on biting her tongue. I lifted her shirt with both hands, pushed up her bra, and even in the dim light, I could see her full, white breasts. I put my mouth on her nipples and began to suckle.

She had initially raised her head slightly to stop me, but then suddenly went limp on the bed.

I spent a few more minutes playing with her breasts.

Driven by a lustful desire for a woman's body, I began kissing and licking her body from her breasts down. Reaching her waist, I started to unbuckle her belt. She immediately grabbed my hands, saying no.

I told her I was just looking and would never penetrate her, but it was no use. Unable to resist, I moved upwards, sucking on her nipples until her eyes closed and her body relaxed and limp. Then, I quietly used my left hand to unbuckle her belt, and while she wasn't looking, I quickly opened her zipper, revealing her underwear.

She frantically shook her head, whispering "No, no."

Of course, I wouldn't listen. My hands began to frantically knead her genitals through her underwear. At first, her legs were tightly closed, but with my licking of her nipples and my kneading, her body went limp and her legs relaxed and opened.

I knew the time was right and began to remove her underwear.

He pulled her underwear and pants off her legs together, and when he got to her feet, she even lifted her legs to make it easier to take the pants off.

I glanced at her; her face was turned to the side, her eyes fixed on the wall, quiet, with a sense of resignation, a feeling of giving up all resistance.

Ignoring all that, I greedily parted her legs and buried my face in her vagina, desperately sucking her labia majora and licking her labia minora, even probing the slit with my tongue. At that

moment, I could smell a faint odor of urine, like in a toilet, but even that smelled pleasant. Her genitals were already very wet; I couldn't tell if it was my saliva or her vaginal fluid, but it was definitely both.

I sucked like this for a few minutes, occasionally twisting and lifting her hips—I think these were unconscious movements.

After licking for a while, feeling I'd had enough, I started to take off my pants. My penis wasn't as hard as it had been when I first kissed her, probably because my attention was completely focused on my mouth and mind.

But it was still hard, and when I took off my pants, I realized my crotch was soaked with saliva.

I knelt down and walked up to her, my penis erect, wanting her to suck me, but she stubbornly kept her mouth shut and refused to open it.

After about a minute of this, I thought that if this continued, her desire would subside and I wouldn't be able to penetrate her.

So I lay on top of her, my penis searching for a hole between her legs. Since it was my first time, I searched and probed, but couldn't find the opening. Finally, I felt my penis get stuck in what seemed like a hole, but every time I applied pressure, she cried out in pain. At that time, I didn't know any better and thought I had poked in the wrong place, so I searched again.

We struggled like this in the dark room for more than ten minutes, getting very tired, and my mood instantly vanished.

I got up, straddled her upper body, and started masturbating her breasts and face.

Her eyes were closed, and her face was turned to the side. After a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I took her hand and placed it on my penis. As soon as she touched it, she pulled her hand back sharply.

I grabbed it again, and this time she slowly started masturbating me.

At first, her hand was loose, as if she was afraid to touch me. Seeing that I didn't feel or react, she suddenly grabbed my penis tightly and started stroking it rapidly.

Seeing that she seemed to have accepted everything, I chuckled. She heard me, turned her head, saw me laughing, glared at me, bit her lip, and turned her head away again.

I knew she had completely accepted me and everything.

To be honest, she wasn't really feeling the urge to ejaculate while she was stroking me, so I took my penis and started stroking it myself. My left hand wasn't idle either; I started touching her breasts. She was now watching me stroke and knead her breasts.

Seeing this scene, I got a surge of heat and impulsiveness, and my semen shot all over the middle of her chest, even splashing onto her chin and around her mouth.

Seeing that I had ejaculated, she immediately grabbed some tissues to wipe my penis clean, and then wiped herself clean.

Because it was a small hotel costing 30 yuan a night, there was only a simple bathroom and no hot water for showering, so I didn't shower and just put on my clothes.

I hugged her and asked her if the semen smelled good. She said it smelled like disinfectant.

I asked if my roommate would smell if I didn't shower, and she said she probably wouldn't.

I drifted off to sleep, not sure if she slept that night.

The next morning, we took the bus back to school early.

I slept until the afternoon when it was getting dark, then immediately called to ask where she was. She said she had already finished class and was in her dorm. I asked if she wanted to eat together, and she agreed.

And so, the drama of losing my virginity was about to begin.

[The End]

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