Unforgettable Xiaoqing

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After graduating from high school, I was admitted to this school. I've already given a detailed overview of the school before, so I won't go into detail here. In that article, I selected a few unforgettable moments from my time at school. This time, I'll just briefly mention a little anecdote.

First, let me introduce the female protagonist. Her name is Xiaoqing (sorry, I'll use a pseudonym). She's 165cm tall, has a very well-proportioned figure, fair skin, and is very cute. For some reason, I always felt she had an aristocratic air about her. In every aspect, she's a very beautiful woman. As for her breasts, well, I'd say a B cup, which is fairly common among Chinese schoolgirls, or maybe a little larger. Personally, I prefer Xiaoqing's small, delicate breasts to those with huge breasts, because then I can easily grab them in my hand. Hehe, maybe my taste is just a bit unusual.

Without context, this story might seem abrupt, so let me briefly explain the background. A few days after I arrived at this school, my roommate, Xiao Huang, told me about a beautiful girl named Xiao Qing in my class. I was just trying to help Xiao Huang by asking around among the female students in our class about Xiao Qing, but I never expected that the person I was asking would be Xiao Qing herself. I had no choice but to tell the truth, using the now-outdated excuse of "my phone is dead" to defuse the awkwardness and naturally get Xiao Qing's phone number. Back in the dorm, I realized I was gradually falling for her. That night, I hastily confessed, only to find out she was already in a relationship but was willing to remain just friends. Perhaps we clicked, or maybe we were drawn to each other by fate, but our relationship slowly developed into a close friendship—or, in the parlance of the time, a flirtatious relationship between male and female classmates.

A month later, Xiaoqing and I had completely relaxed our conversations, talking about everything. However, because of her boyfriend, our relationship remained at the level of friends. I didn't mind; it was just the beginning, and there was plenty of time ahead. I wasn't in a hurry, so I maintained this ambiguous relationship. Regarding her boyfriend, I always adhered to the principle of not asking or saying anything if she didn't want to. After all, I wanted to leave my mark on her heart and slowly win her over. Although sometimes we would unintentionally discuss this topic, which would sometimes disrupt our mood, I could sense her inner conflict. I wouldn't rush to find answers; I just needed to know that she was troubled by our relationship. That was enough. To outsiders, our relationship seemed like a perfectly normal friendship between a man and a woman, a relationship without any pressure for either of us. So when she started to feel troubled by this seemingly ordinary relationship, it meant she wanted to disrupt the balance. This would lead to two completely opposite outcomes for me: either she would keep her distance from me for her boyfriend, or she would abandon her boyfriend and choose me. However, this still requires a process, and we were currently in that process.

It was precisely because of the ambiguous relationship between Xiaoqing and me that the following story unfolded. I remember that the weather was nice that day. During my afternoon nap, I received a call from Xiaoqing. She said she was very sleepy and wanted to sleep a little longer, and that she would go to class later in the afternoon, asking me to save her a seat. Of course, I did as she asked, but she stood me up for the entire class because she was sleeping so soundly. As the object of my ambiguous relationship, I certainly wouldn't be really angry; I just pretended to be angry and used this as an excuse to ask her to study in the second teaching building after dinner.

It's necessary to briefly introduce the library here. The school's second teaching building is located halfway up a mountain. Incidentally, our campus is situated on a not-so-high mountain, stretching from the foot to the summit. Outside the teaching building are three standard outdoor basketball courts, where students often go after school to show off their skills. However, there are no lighting facilities, so at night, it becomes a popular spot for couples to meet. The lawn next to the basketball court is trimmed and swept almost daily. Who knows how much passion has unfolded in this comfortable haven?

After dinner, I waited for Xiaoqing downstairs at her dormitory. We then went to the second teaching building together. The night breeze wasn't strong, but being on a mountain, it was still a bit chilly. Xiaoqing, however, didn't seem to mind, still wearing the same light clothing she wore that afternoon. We walked towards the library, chatting and laughing. Along the way, I saw many envious glances. Looking at Xiaoqing beside me, I thought to myself, "One day I will hold your hand."

It seems there aren't many students at this school who truly love learning. The entire teaching building was almost completely dark. We randomly picked a classroom on the first floor. There's a strange phenomenon at the school: students prefer the classrooms in the teaching building to the library's study rooms. Students often come to the classrooms to study, and since there's nothing valuable in them, they're usually left unlocked for convenience. I pushed open the door and immediately turned on the light switch on the wall, instantly illuminating the dark classroom with six hanging fluorescent lights. Out of habit, we sat in the last row and took out our books to study.

At first, we were both very focused on our books, because we really were there to study. However, as time went on, while she remained as diligent as ever, my attention gradually shifted from my workbook to her. Today, Xiaoqing was dressed so lightly—a light purple thin shirt paired with denim shorts. Looking at the beautiful girl in front of me, my mind had already wandered away from my books. I thought to myself, "Are you doing this on purpose? Dressed like this, it's torture for me!" I tried to calm myself down, but my eyes remained fixed on her revealing upper body. Looking closely, I could vaguely see her pink bra under her thin shirt—so cute! I started imagining Xiaoqing naked. She must be so beautiful, with fair skin, slightly raised breasts, and that deep, secluded cave in the forest. As I thought about it, my penis started to react, slowly becoming erect. To be honest, I really wanted to pounce on her immediately, but reason told me I couldn't. First, I was afraid the students studying there would see, and second, if I did, my relationship with her would end there, and there would be no more story.

Before I knew it, more than two hours had passed. The students who came to study in this classroom had all packed up their books and left, leaving only us and two students determined to continue our escapade. Xiaoqing's skin was really tender. I stared at her, lost in thought. After some time, Xiaoqing probably sensed someone watching her and subconsciously turned her head, only to see my tired face. Actually, this was a quick transformation from my infatuated expression the moment I sensed her movement.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so listless?" Xiaoqing asked, looking at me with her big, bright eyes, her gaze full of concern.

"Hmph..." I snorted softly, not saying anything more to imply that I was angry. Pretending to be angry was a last-minute decision; my acting skills honed in high school were more than enough to handle this situation.

"Still angry? Why are you being so petty?" Xiaoqing probed, watching my reaction. I remained silent.

"Oh dear, how about I make it up to you, consider it an apology?" Xiaoqing actually acted coquettishly towards me. Although she had done similar things to me in the past month, I felt that she was different today.

"Xiaoqing, do you know what a normal man most wants a woman to do?" I never expected her to say something like "make it up to me." She had only stood me up for one class, yet she could say something like that, showing that my position in her heart had long surpassed that of a female friend, even though she had once said I was her male confidant. Her words made my mind suddenly short-circuit, the direct consequence being that I stared at her with shining eyes and said something I myself couldn't believe.

"Hmm... I know, but it's not very convenient here, is it?" Her answer was straightforward and blunt, which I found hard to accept.

"How about using your hands?" I don't know if I took the wrong medicine or what, but I said something so unrealistic. Maybe it was her answer that made me have illusions. She made it very clear that it was inconvenient here, meaning that she was willing to do it. Or maybe I was overthinking it. That's not what she meant at all. In any case, I was instantly confused.

"You're so eager? Can't you control your behavior in this relationship?" Xiaoqing's calm reply left me speechless once again. This answer also resolved my doubts. I didn't overthink it; she clearly knew what I wanted. This reassured me, because even though she knew what I wanted, she remained so calm, showing no sign of anger.

I suddenly had a strange feeling. What exactly was our relationship? Was this just a conversation between friends? It felt like something between lovers.

"Yeah, I really want to let loose. Who told you to dress so scantily?" I tried to sound rational, but my mouth was clearly faster than my thoughts, uttering something inappropriate, even though I kept my voice low.

Then Xiaoqing said something I never expected. She thought for a moment, then whispered, "Okay, I promise you, but only once, just to satisfy your urge." Then I felt a slender, smooth hand slowly slide from my shoulder to my lower body. When Xiaoqing's delicate hand touched my already erect penis through my sweatpants, it was like an electric shock; my body trembled involuntarily. I couldn't believe my eyes. Xiaoqing pulled down my sweatpants, her slender hand slipping inside my underwear, grasping my hardness, and then asked me provocatively, "Is it good?"

"Mmm, good, so good, it's amazing," I groaned involuntarily, not noticing the change in her expression. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my lower body. Xiaoqing had actually pinched my erect penis hard! Being attacked by her fingernails while fully erect—the feeling was indescribable.

"What are you doing? Don't you know what's good for you?" I vented my frustration on Xiaoqing, enduring the excruciating pain. Since we were still in the classroom, I didn't dare raise my voice too much.

"I know, don't worry, I know my limits. The impulse naturally subsided when it hurt, right?" Xiaoqing smiled at me. I had no time to pay attention to her because I was in so much pain. After a while, seeing my still pained expression, her smile faded, and she said worriedly, "Does it really hurt? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I'll forgive her this time because she genuinely seemed to care. We then left the classroom and went to chat on the grass next to the basketball court. During our conversation, I noticed her eyes glancing at my crotch every now and then. It seemed this little girl was genuinely worried. A wicked thought immediately popped into my head. I deliberately steered the conversation in that direction. Because of my skillful conversation, she didn't realize the topic had gradually shifted to sex and love, and continued talking to me. I noticed she still occasionally glanced at my crotch; I knew I needed to put on an act now. During our chat, I started to subtly touch that area through her sweatpants, making expressions of suppressed pain. After a few times, she finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Are you...are you really okay?" she interrupted, asking with concern.

"It's nothing, just a little sore, but it's still usable. You were really rough with me," I said, pretending to be in pain while joking. "I'm so

sorry, maybe I should..." her voice trailed off.

"It's okay, really okay, don't blame yourself too much," I knew her defenses were about to crumble, so I continued to pretend to endure the pain.

"Look, you're sweating, and you still say it's okay, I..." she was almost crying. If I didn't want to take our relationship to the next level, I really couldn't bear to see her like this.

"If it can ease your pain, I'll do anything," she said through gritted teeth, uttering the words I'd been waiting for.

"Are you serious?" I asked, feigning pain.

"Yes, except...that, I'm willing to do anything. I can't do anything to betray him," her eyes welled up with tears.

"Okay, I won't force you. Besides, I'm already like this, I probably can't do it tonight even if I wanted to." Of course, I knew she meant sex, but I figured it wouldn't be bad to let her help me release some tension.

I pretended to be in a lot of pain and lay down on the grass. Actually, it wasn't entirely an act, because it really hurt. Since the basketball court didn't have any lighting, it was even darker at night. I guess that's why Xiaoqing agreed to help me with my needs.

This time, Xiaoqing didn't try anything funny. She pulled down my pants and gently soothed my injured penis with her smooth fingers. Soon, my limp penis gradually hardened in her hands, and I involuntarily reached out to touch her breasts. She didn't flinch. I quickly unbuttoned her light purple shirt, then went behind her and unhooked her pink bra. In the darkness, I could only feel her tender breasts with my hands. Although they weren't large, they were incredibly firm. I kneaded her breasts with one hand, while the other slowly moved down, pressing against her private parts through her denim shorts. When I tried to go further, she refused. The strength of her resistance made me feel the bottom line of her resolve, so I had to give up and continue kneading her tender breasts. Under her caresses, I gradually forgot the pain. It felt so good. Her fingers, moving back and forth, occasionally touched my glans, giving me unprecedented stimulation. I don't know how much time passed, but I felt a surge of pleasure, and then my ejaculation came, spurting out a thick, milky-white fluid. I saw her hands were covered in my semen.

We talked for a long time afterward. From our conversation, I learned that her boyfriend was her first love, a high school classmate, now in college. She started off quite sweetly, but became increasingly sad later on. I realized she was having relationship problems, which made me happy because I wanted to take that man's place. On the surface, I calmly listened to her recount her past, but in my mind, I was scheming how to get her. This should be considered our first intimate encounter as friends. The following spring, she finally became my girlfriend.

[The End]

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