A new female student came to the department.

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My current girlfriend and I met at a conference. She works in Japan, mainly studying piano and singing. Her company has a collaboration with my university. She lives very far away from me. She is capable but has strong traditional family values. After we met, we got to know each other very slowly (about 1-2 years), and gradually realized that we were meant for each other. We decided to go on a trip to an island and get married in the next year or two. Even after getting a girlfriend, we were still quite far apart, and distance couldn't quench my thirst. Sometimes I still felt a little itchy inside :p Just then, a new female student joined my department (female students are always so popular, whether they're from China or abroad, Chinese or foreign). I was a science student, and among the science girls, her style and figure were really a bit unconventional: once in class, she wore a bright orange tight-fitting dress, the kind that hugged her hips and reached her buttocks, exposing her shoulders, and a pair of incredibly high heels that required immense courage (over 1 decimeter high. I'm proud to say that later I made her wear those heels that so many men are captivated, and I had my way with her, hehe~). I still remember when she walked into the classroom and sat down, all the science students in the room, Chinese and foreign, stared at her, and some even whispered among themselves. Haha, the rate of people turning their heads to look was just too high! That's when I remembered her. Later in class, I found a chance to sit a row behind her at an angle so I could secretly observe her. I found she wasn't particularly pretty, maybe a 70 out of 100. But her figure and style were just... too... too good. Her breasts were high and full, perky, and her buttocks were firm and round, unlike most Chinese girls' flat and sagging ones. She was 167cm tall (the exact number she was told later), with long hair, big eyes, and slightly thick lips. There's an AV actress I like named Kobayakawa Reiko who looks very much like her (both in appearance and figure, especially her breasts). You can search for her yourself; the similarity is over 80%. Every time I watch Kobayakawa Reiko's films, I think of her, haha.

After noticing her, I discovered she took the same bus home after class, and we got off at the same stop. It turned out we lived in the same neighborhood (there are two or three neighborhoods with a large Chinese population there, and I was lucky enough to be one of them). It seems there are advantages to having a concentrated Chinese community, haha. While waiting for the bus, I struck up a conversation with her and learned some basic information about her. After getting off the bus, I walked with her to her house and got her QQ number. I then went home, being very polite. Since I got her QQ number on the first visit, it meant she wasn't averse to me, and I knew there was a chance.

The next time I came home from class, I invited her to visit my house. Since my studio has a large garage, she asked if she could park her car there (I was happy to do her a favor). I said yes, and after chatting for a while, I got my car and drove it back myself while she went home. After parking, I noticed a large bag on the back seat, probably for changing clothes at the gym, which she had forgotten to take down. Curiosity led me to open it, and wow, inside were those super high heels, her workout clothes, several sets of underwear, skirts, and so on. I picked up the shoes and looked at them, imagining what she would look like wearing them. Then I gently smelled her underwear (a little perverted, haha). A mixture of a woman's body scent and the smell of laundry detergent wafted over me, and my penis instantly became hard. Don't laugh, I masturbated while smelling her underwear, ejaculating on her high heels. Afterwards, afraid she would remember and want to go back, I quickly cleaned her up. To be honest, I'm not short of women, and masturbating is something I rarely do after puberty. This time, it was because her figure was so alluring—not "perfect," but just happened to resemble the actresses I like. That feeling... well, you won't understand unless you've experienced it, haha. That evening, I invited her to her house so she could express her gratitude, and we had dinner together. She told me that she was actually married in China, and her husband was there, but he treated her badly, which made her very sad, and she wanted to break up with him. So, as we talked, she started crying, very sad. I comforted her, letting her lean on my shoulder. I put my arm around her other shoulder, and she didn't resist at all; it was very natural. I asked her if her husband was coming abroad, and she said he would be coming in six months, and she had already booked the tickets. On the surface, I comforted her, but secretly I was thinking, "Great! I can have at least six months to sleep with you!" (So wicked, isn't it? Hehe.) Humans are such strange creatures; the easier something is to obtain, the less it is valued. Thinking back, he was incredibly devoted to me, but I didn't have much affection for him. At most, I felt pity for him and would never bully or take advantage of him. But all that affection was gone. Sigh. I'll write about that later. First, I put my arm around her, a little too eagerly, and tried to kiss her. She didn't resist, so I kissed her cheek. She continued talking to herself. Then I kissed her lips, turning her around, and she obediently followed. I extended my tongue and started a French kiss, wanting to touch her body, but she suddenly rejected me, repeatedly apologizing, fixing her hair, and sitting down. I said, "I'm sorry, I should be the one apologizing. It's getting late, I should go, sorry." She thanked me for listening to so much and then walked me downstairs. Back home, I thought about it, and realized that if anyone should apologize, it should be me. I'd only met her twice and I'd already touched her inappropriately. She wasn't angry at all; in fact, she seemed quite reliant on me. My wicked thoughts intensified, and I decided to try and seduce her next time.

The next day, I chatted with her online on QQ. She wasn't upset at all and was still very enthusiastic. I praised her for being so great—she could just dump her husband and find someone else—and complimented her figure. Then I said her breasts were perfect (to provoke her and see her reaction). She asked me to guess my bra size. I said maybe a C, and she said no, a D (later it turned out she was an E, somewhere between D and E—round, perky, full, soft, and not sagging). I said, "Wow, that's amazing!" I jokingly asked if I could touch them. She laughed and said, "Sure, I'll let you try next time." This greatly strengthened my confidence. When a girl says something like that, I know she definitely agrees to let me sleep with her.

The third time we walked home together after class, it started raining when we got home. She had an umbrella, but I didn't, so we shared one and walked together. We naturally walked to her house, naturally went inside together, and naturally sat down to chat. After a while, she said, "Are you hungry? I'll cook something." She went to the kitchen to start cooking. She had just put the pot on the stove, her back to me, and her back view was incredibly beautiful. I boldly leaned closer, hugged her from behind, kissed her neck from behind, and put my arms around her waist. After a few kisses, she turned off the stove, turned around, and responded enthusiastically. Unlike last time when she said sorry, this time, as we kissed, she took the initiative to touch my upper body. Seeing her enthusiasm, I pulled her towards the bed while we kissed, and took the opportunity to remove her top, revealing a milky white bra supporting her round, perky breasts. I turned her over and pressed her onto the bed, and she helped me remove my top, looking a little impatient. I took off my own pants and underwear, and then helped her take off her panties, revealing her pubic hair, not very thick, just light strands extending to the edge of her vulva. Her vulva was pink, very pretty. I unhooked her bra, and sure enough, her nipples were the same color. When she slept, her breasts lay flat on her chest, and when I cupped them with my hands, they gathered together into a large mound. Anyone who has ever touched breasts larger than a D cup will know what I mean, right? I didn't care about admiring her anymore. She said she had prepared condoms, saying she brought them to use with her husband. Actually, I think she had been prepared for a while, hehe. She was naked when she helped me take out a condom, quickly put it on, and then I entered her. Her vagina was quite tight, but very wet, making it both tight and slippery, which felt incredibly good. It was my first time experiencing such full breasts, and she said it was also her first time with a man as strong as me. Unlike her usual reserved and easygoing self, she was very cooperative in bed, almost completely obedient. I put her legs on my shoulders and gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, silently counting "nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one." With a sudden thrust, she began to pant heavily, her moans rising and falling. Her eyes were tightly closed, her head tilted back, her mouth wide open, her brows furrowed, looking both in pain and pleasure. She was very immersed in the experience. After only about five minutes, she was completely silent, only moaning. I had worked out that morning and was quite tired. The condom she used was also very thin, making the sensation intense. Plus, it was my first time with a woman with E-cup breasts, and she was so actively involved. After about ten minutes, I finally came. I apologized, saying I was a bit tired and the session was a little short. She said it was okay, and even shyly praised me for being so vigorous, saying I seemed so gentlemanly and gentle, yet I was so good in bed. She said it must be because I like sports. I asked how her husband was, and she said he doesn't exercise at all, so of course he's not as good as me. Then she stopped talking and clung to me very affectionately. Throughout the whole process, she was incredibly cooperative, proactively getting condoms, responding actively, moaning naturally, and immediately wiping me clean with tissues after I ejaculated. I felt a bit like an emperor, haha. Later, I got to know her better and realized that this was just her personality—very dependent and submissive to men. I thought to myself, "What a blessing!

" After that, it became our "routine" after our weekly lessons. We would tacitly go back to her place, take off our clothes, and roll around in bed to make love. I remember the second time we made love, it was still very short. Partly because her actress-like body was so alluring, and partly because I was tired that day. She gently suggested I lie down and she would move. I miscalculated and let her sit on top of me, using the woman-on-top position. My God, she was completely naked, sitting on me, moving up and down, her vagina tightly gripping my penis. I felt like my soul was being sucked away with each thrust. The second time, I also quickly ejaculated in about 10 minutes.

After a few times, I gradually adapted to her rhythm, became familiar with her hot body, and developed a certain "resistance." I bought thicker, textured condoms, and after a good night's rest, I was more comfortable with her. This time, our lovemaking was purely a pleasurable experience for me. There was a mirror by her bedside, reflecting my actions. I changed the angle, enjoying the sensation of my thrusting and her expression of pleasure from different perspectives. I loved watching my back and glutes thrust against her body, loved seeing my penis going in and out of her vagina in the mirror, the "plop" sound accompanied by the white fluid that slid out. Sometimes I watched my ass thrusting my penis against her vagina, sometimes I turned to the side to watch me penetrate her from behind, and she was like a bitch, letting me fuck her, moaning, yet begging for more. Watching us in the mirror felt like watching a live porn video; we weren't husband and wife, not even lovers, yet we were "copulating" together, doing what we both most wanted to do but couldn't tell anyone, a strange, unfamiliar feeling that was both exciting and incredibly fun. We lasted about 20-30 minutes, changing positions a few times, and finally ended with a side-entry position, penetrating her while touching her thighs and kneading her E-cup breasts.

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