Junior high school love story

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The story begins in the fall of 2004. I was in the second year of junior high school. I can only remember it was a Thursday in September, during the last review session before an exam. That day, I confessed my feelings to Xiao D (Xiao D: now super fair-skinned, 168cm tall, 52kg, I don't remember exactly, she was probably around 163cm, taller than me then, weighed 45kg, A cup, now only B cup, I don't like it too big). (Actually, it wasn't really a confession; I made a bet with another girl and lost, so she decided to let me pursue this girl). At 7 pm, after the last review session, a group of people walked out of the computer room. There were many chaotic footsteps in the dark corridor. I called out to her, "D!" "What?" "Wait for me downstairs for a bit, I need to talk to you." "It's so late."

"Wait a bit, it won't kill me."

"Okay,"

we said on the playground a little after seven (I can't remember if it was very dark, but I think it was pretty dark, though it shouldn't be that dark where we live in this season. I don't remember, it's been seven years...). "Um, D, can you do me a favor and be my girlfriend?" "Why?" "I made a bet with X, and she told me to pursue you."

D bit her lip and said, "Okay, I'll help you." (A very naive start. If I had to choose now, I'd rather have never had anything happen between us).

Then we walked out of the school gate together. Her mother asked why we were out so late, and I generously replied that I had something to do and was helping her with her exams (you have to be generous to your future mother-in-law...).

(To be honest, I find this whole thing quite boring, but I also miss that innocent, naive time when I was just starting to fall in love. My feelings for her were pure and unadulterated, like, "I...like...you.") After that, we would pass notes to each other in class every day, writing little love quotes. I was so shy, I never even said "I love you." I don't remember how long it was, but suddenly I felt like she had become a part of my life. I thought about her every day, and she started to enjoy teasing me. For example, when I looked back at her, she would do something intimate with the boy next to her. ~~~~(>_<)~~~~ To avoid getting caught passing notes, I even learned to write "I love you" in Morse code. Sigh, it's kind of embarrassing to think about it now. We didn't even touch hands for about three months, just chatted, called each other, and passed notes. You can imagine what happened, dear readers. I won't go into details.

It was around February 2005, after the Chinese New Year. She flew back from her grandmother's house in another city and asked me to hang out. That day, it was just the two of us. We started walking slowly down the street, and I tried to get close to her, then reached out to hold her hand. I clearly remember my heart was beating incredibly fast; I was so excited (please excuse my excitement). The moment my hand touched hers, she recoiled as if she'd been electrocuted. Then she smiled at me, a smile that, in my memory, was so youthful and completely different from the one I met later.

Later, we wandered around, took some rides, watched a movie, and then went home. Around 11 pm, I received a text from her: "lg (that's what we call each other to each other's faces; I've never called her 'lp,' only her nickname. She also has 'lg' saved in her phone, and she told me her mom doesn't know what 'lg' means), I know you wanted to hold my hand today. I didn't want to pull away, maybe I was just too shy. Sorry ^_^." I tried to reply to her texts and calls, but she ignored me... Both her family and mine are quite strict, so we basically couldn't go out. About two weeks later, the second semester of junior high started. One Friday, no one from her family came to pick her up. We both have cars to take us, so it's rare to have no one to pick us up for a whole day. That day, we were walking to the station side by side when a car passed by. I casually tugged at her arm and then took her hand. This time, she didn't pull away. At that moment, not only she, but I felt quite embarrassed. We were both very quiet, neither of us saying a word. I secretly glanced at her; her little face was flushed and she looked so cute. —I was being nosy (the principal happened to pass by and saw it by accident, and the next day my father was called to the school. My father was a board member or something, nobody knew, but the teachers did. Luckily, it didn't have much of an impact.) After that, life was pretty uneventful. The school was very strict. Forget about holding hands, even if boys and girls were too rough around the edges on campus, the school wouldn't allow it. For the whole semester, it was basically the same every day as before. Except for the occasional physical contact or secretly holding hands on the stairs, nothing special happened (damn the school, there are surveillance cameras everywhere!). That day, probably after an open class, she and I were kept behind to clean the classroom (God, thank you!). The teacher gave us a special period to clean the classroom, what a great opportunity.

I spoke first, "D, how long have we been together?"

"About eight months.

How's it going?"

"Not bad...why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Nothing much, we just never have a chance to be alone like this, it's tiring." "There's nothing we can do, it's just like this. I wish I could hang out every week like other people." "Yeah, my parents are too strict, I can't do anything about it. Close your eyes, I have a gift for you." "What?" "Close your eyes." "No, what could you possibly have here?"

"Then forget it, I'll give it to someone else."

"Okay...okay..."

Close your eyes, and then what will happen? Fellow wolves? ...I gave her a light kiss. I was a novice, it was my first kiss... She opened her eyes, her face flushed: "You!! What kind of gift is this?!" "My first kiss," I pretended to be innocent... "How did it feel?" "Soft, I want more, will this be captured on camera?" "No, there's usually no one in this room, how could there be such a thing?" Then I kissed her again, she stuck out her tongue in response (the TV dramas these days have corrupted children, they're all born kissing experts...). Then I hugged her, my hands moving down, touching her little butt, a tight, bouncy little butt, haha. She also reached out and hugged me, we kissed for about 5 minutes, then we heard someone walk in, we were startled and immediately separated, the girl said, "What are you two doing?" "Nothing." "Tch, I saw everything." "..."

Then for the next semester we repeated the same boring days, but with one more thing, kissing, in some small corner of the school, when no one was around, we would secretly kiss. Thinking back, that was truly my happiest memory.

Then came the summer vacation of the second semester of the second year of junior high school. Because of our different weaknesses in different subjects, we took different classes and could only have a few opportunities to be together. Our families didn't allow us to go out and play. However, we were lucky enough to have two days of school duty together. It was called "school protection," but it was just a group of bored students sitting in the classroom, looking at the playground gate and playing cards.

We agreed to go early that day. I arrived first and looked out the classroom window. I saw her walking in with her head covered by a hat. I could tell she was teasing me, so I played along. "Who is it? Unauthorized students are not allowed on campus. What are you doing?" She completely ignored me and went straight into the classroom, hugging me from behind. I pulled her onto my lap, turned around, hugged her, and gave her a light kiss. A moment later, another girl from the class came in and coughed softly. "I thought you two were doing something. Nothing." "We're just hugging," she said, blushing. "Just a friendly reminder, the teacher on duty is coming. We've been caught red-handed by Director Shi." (She's famous for catching early couples, known for peeping and calling parents, and...) Adding menopausal nagging syndrome, it can keep you on your toes for 2-3 hours. "Damn, I really hit the jackpot." I was very impatient. I'm okay, I'm not worried about calling my parents, but two hours of lecturing will kill someone. But her family is a problem. Her mother is a classmate of a certain director at the school. What kind of mess is this? Helpless, I decided to get down to business. A few classmates checked the doors and windows together and tidied up the bathroom. It only took a little over an hour. There were still 3 hours left. Someone suggested playing cards, but we had no choice. D didn't know how, so she sat next to me. I taught her, and she held the cards while I directed her. We could leave at 12 o'clock, but since class started at 1 o'clock, the afternoon was wasted. Before leaving the school building, we secretly kissed, feeling reluctant to part. (We were both very timid and never dared to do anything in front of others, like hugging.) Fast forward to August 2005, the semester before the first semester of my final year of junior high. Because of English problems, she found a tutor to teach her at his home, and dragged me along. During the lesson, the teacher mentioned the phrase "make trouble." She looked at me mysteriously and said, "Trouble (guess what it means based on the pronunciation)?" I instantly blushed. My thoughts at the time were simple: just be together, get married, and live together. I never thought about doing anything more with her. I've loved her more than anyone else I've ever loved.

That night, I texted her: "I like you, just a simple liking. I don't want anything too intimate with you." (To be honest, I was being a bit hypocritical.) "As a girl, you should be more reserved..." She only replied with one word: "I'm sorry."

Here's a little more story: we rarely had the chance to attend classes together, and to avoid all the teachers, we'd "date" an hour before class every weekend at the school location. The reason I put it in quotes is simple: we'd take a walk, sneak a passionate kiss in the hallway, and someone would pick us up after school. My dad even had his car bumped into her dad's car—my family had a small BMW 325 back then, which was alright, I guess. The school was only about 3 kilometers from her house, so we had to be very careful walking around; it wasn't easy. Another thing is that there was a girl in this tutoring class who was my best friend. She said D must have had feelings for me from the start, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed to date so easily.

Also, I broke up with her for three weeks, interspersed with a nine-day completely fruitless relationship with another girl. I broke up with this girl simply because we shared the same birthday, and this girl will appear later in the story. Later, I got back together with X.

We applied to the same universities for the high school entrance exam. A week after the exam, she went to visit relatives in another city, while I went out and went crazy with my friends for more than a week. Although we called and texted each other every day, she was still at her relatives' house and had family members with her, so I didn't dare to go too far. The messages I sent were just things like "I miss you".

As soon as she got off the plane, she called me to tell me she was back. Her mother asked, "Who was that?" I instantly broke out in a cold sweat. I said a few words and hung up. That night, I received a text message: "Are you free tomorrow? I miss you. Want to hang out?" "I miss you too. Where to go? It's so hot." "I have family at my house. Do you have family at yours? If not, let's go to your house. I've never been to your house before." "No one's home at my house, but there's nothing to do." "No, that's fine. I just miss you." "See you tomorrow. Get some rest. You just got off the plane."

The next morning, she called me and we arranged a meeting place. I picked her up at the station, and we walked back together. We joked and played around on the way, and before we knew it, we were covered in sweat.

When I got home and opened the door, she said she wanted to take a shower, so I led her to the bathroom and told her to remember to close the curtain. I went to enjoy the air conditioning while she showered. After a while, she called me, asking me to bring her a towel. I told her I'd left it by the door, and she said, "Just bring it in, I've closed the curtain anyway."

I tiptoed in and was suddenly stunned. She hadn't closed the curtain at all. Her snow-white body, with a hint of her breasts, pink nipples, and sparse pubic hair—I still remember it vividly… Her face flushed slightly, and what I remember most clearly was her picking up the showerhead and spraying me with water… making me completely soaked. Then she said, "Let's shower together… Come on, take off your clothes." My face was burning, I felt so uncomfortable. She was quite generous, pointing to my penis and saying, "This is a penis? It's

much bigger than it appears biologically." I said, "This is called an erection." "Oh?

Does it move?" "Can I play around with it?" (Go ahead, I won't lose anything anyway...) Then she started looking at my little penis, flicking it and pinching it. Later she asked me how we masturbate, and I said to hold it in my hand and move it back and forth. She sat up without my permission, but it felt so good. It was the first time a woman had masturbated me, and it felt much better than masturbating by myself. I was sore, I ejaculated in about 2 minutes, and I even ejaculated on her face. She ordered me to wipe it clean and said, "You look like you're enjoying it. I want some too." Anyway, I've watched a lot of porn movies, and this was my first time doing it myself, so I had to do my best. Then she sat on the toilet, and I ran my hand down to her pubic hair, which was like fine down. Then I went into her little slit. Her pink little hole was amazing. Maybe it's because she was the youngest girl I've ever been with, only 15 years old, and she was the first one, so I had a bad memory of it. She suddenly tightened her legs, then slowly relaxed them. Her face was flushed. My hand moved back and forth between her legs; it felt slightly wet, unlike the bathwater, which was probably cold.

I inserted my hand a little, knowing she was a virgin, but I didn't dare go in too deep. She closed her eyes, looking like she was enjoying it. Then I started moving slowly (thanks to AV, though I don't know what a clitoris is...). I used a finger joint precisely, moving slowly. She opened her mouth and made some slow moans (hmm...hmm). After a while, I felt the flow suddenly increase, a hot sensation. I felt like she had orgasmed. A little while later, she opened her eyes, looked at me, and said I wanted... (two virgins have said this to me, damn it!). While I was masturbating her, my penis saluted again. She rested for a few minutes, and I said, "Let me try with my mouth."

She said, "No, it's dirty, that's where you pee."

"It's okay, it's just been washed clean, you can clean it for me in a bit and we'll be even." "..." Then I carried her to the sink, she spread her legs and I buried my face in her breasts. At the time, I didn't know anything, I just licked them randomly (but what do you mean by "tasty"? I just thought it tasted particularly salty). She seemed to enjoy it, occasionally making "hmm" sounds. Later she said, "Why don't you put it in?" To be honest, my brain was completely dominated by hormones at that time, and I didn't pretend to be a gentleman anymore. I used my hands to pinch her breasts, then pinched them with my hands, bit them with my teeth, and licked them, and she made "hmm" sounds from time to time (to be honest, I don't remember this part very well, so I won't go into it).

I tried to push my penis in, but it wouldn't go in. She was helpless, after all, she was still a virgin… Then I remembered seeing on the computer that it's easier to enter from behind by having the girl bend over. So I had her bend over, and I tried to find the opening, rubbing the outside like I saw on TV. Gradually, I felt a lot of warm water slowly going in. It went in less than 2 centimeters when she told me to wait because it hurt. I had to stop. After a minute, I pushed it in a little more, then stopped again (damn, it hurts so much, unlike in AV!). Then I pushed it in a little more, and she suddenly tried to run away. I didn't care and just thrust it in all at once. She screamed, probably because it really hurt. I felt pain too. Then I felt a heat and ejaculated! But after ejaculating, it didn't become soft. I wanted to pull it out, but she said no, it hurt! About a minute later, she told me to take it out, and then she sat on my lap. I remember clearly that there was a lot of blood on my penis, and a lot on her buttocks too. She sat on my lap while I held her for about 10 minutes. She said she felt a little better; it had hurt terribly just now, like something was being torn apart, a pain from the inside out. Then she tried to stand up. My legs were covered in blood mixed with semen, but she didn't have much blood on her outside. I cleaned my legs, and she cleaned her genitals herself.

She suggested we watch some AV tutorials. I went to get the computer, found some AVs, and sat on the sofa with a towel on it—getting the sofa dirty would be terrible! She snuggled into my arms, and we watched AVs together. She turned to me and asked,

"Will you marry me someday?"

"I will. I even thought I'd save what happened today for after we got married. How could I not marry you?" We kissed. After watching the whole thing, she suggested we do it again. I slowed down the playback on the computer and followed the AV step by step.

I first parted her legs, then stroked her labia with my hands. She closed her eyes, seemingly enjoying it silently. I kissed her, then moved my mouth to her ear, blowing air into it and licking it. My hands grasped her breasts, and after a while, my mouth moved to them. Her nipples hardened, tiny pink beans, now a slightly deeper red. Squeezing her breasts, she started sweating, her body beginning to writhe slightly.

My other hand attacked her vulva, inserting halfway in first, then the whole finger, and then moving it back and forth. She closed her eyes completely, occasionally letting out soft moans. After about two minutes, I withdrew my hand and moved it to her clitoris, pinching it. She seemed stimulated and cried out. I pressed my lips to her clitoris and kissed it with my tongue.

She kept her mouth closed, seemingly quite comfortable, and then used her hands to separate her labia. I forgot to mention earlier that her labia weren't the particularly pink type, but they were quite small, though her vulva was still fairly pink. I inserted my tongue into her vaginal opening, and her body trembled slightly, though she occasionally made a soft "hmm" sound. I silently kissed her most private parts, and she let out a soft "ah." After a while, she got up and started giving me oral sex, just like in the AV. But she seemed too young; I was only 16 at the time, and I awkwardly tried to lick my penis like in the AV. As for biting it (it was definitely intentional, it hurt terribly!), I finally couldn't hold back anymore. I stopped following the AV's instructions, pushed her onto the floor, spread her legs, and tried to push it into her vagina. But I couldn't get it in. She guided my penis with her hand and found the entrance. I thrust it all the way in at once. She seemed to be in a lot of pain; her expression was terrible, and she was sweating a lot. She said, "Stop, don't move!" Less than a minute later, she told me, "You can start moving now, but be gentle." I moved myself slowly. It was warm inside her. (Really, you don't need to deliberately learn this move; everyone knows how.)

Because I'd already ejaculated twice, my sensitivity was very low this time. I moved slowly, and she enjoyed it with her eyes closed. It was just a basic position, going in and out repeatedly. I was very careful, afraid of hurting her. Gradually, her expression became more and more relaxed. After about 10 minutes, she suddenly felt like she was having a spasm (orgasm?). I stopped to rest for a bit, I was exhausted. After resting for about two minutes, I started moving again. She seemed a little tired, her eyes closed, not making any sound.

"It hurts," she said suddenly, gritting her teeth. I didn't know I had to stop.

Seeing that she didn't make any other movements, I started moving again.

"Ah, ah," I couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure, I think it was pain. After a while, I ejaculated. I can't remember the exact feeling, it was like a blank. After I finished, I climbed on top of her for a while, then I got up. She was lying on the floor, seemingly too tired. I held up her underwear, took one of my mom's sanitary napkins and put it on her (don't ask me how I know how to use it, it's so simple, just look at the picture...). Then I picked her up, and she opened her eyes, smiled at me, and said, "Honey, I love you." (This is rarely said aloud, though I've heard it a few times; it's usually written on paper, rarely spoken.) "I love you too." I carried her to my bed, lay down next to her, and she lay on my arm.

She asked me, "You really will marry me, right?"

I answered, "Yes, I will."

(This was my so-called first promise, and also my last. Now I don't want to make promises to anyone. Some promises you make aren't about not fulfilling them, but about not being allowed to fulfill them at all.) She turned over and kissed my shoulder, then I held her and fell asleep. After about three hours, she woke up first, kissed my neck, and when I got up, I wanted to do it with her again.

She said, "Next time, it really hurts too much." I touched my genitals; they seemed a little swollen.

I played around with her small, flat chest for a bit, then got dressed and took her to a taxi. It's about a 1.5-kilometer walk from my apartment to the outside... Thinking back, it probably hurt a little when she walked. We talked a lot on the way, fantasizing about the future, making dirty jokes. I even spanked her bottom when she got in the taxi. That night, I received a text from her: "It feels weird, I hope you can be with me every day from now on. My lower body doesn't hurt much anymore, don't worry!" It was only much later that I learned about things like the safe period. I'm really scared now; we didn't use any protection. If she had gotten pregnant, it would have been terrible...

[The End]

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