My stories with Jin

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Jin was my college classmate and also from the same hometown.

I spent my college years in Nanjing, a well-known city in the south.

In September 1997, I arrived there to begin my university life. As soon as I exited the train station, I saw the school's large welcome sign. With my admission notice, I got a chair and squeezed in with the other new students. The people at the station said the school bus had gone to take the previous group of students and we should wait. They would take us to the school as soon as the bus returned. At that moment, I noticed a rather pretty girl standing less than two meters away from me, next to a woman around 45 years old. She was about 1.65 meters tall, with long hair, slim, wearing a white and gray striped sweater, white jeans, and sneakers. She seemed to have just arrived as well, looking tired as she leaned against the woman. That must be her mother.

I felt a little sorry for the girl standing there, so I stood up, picked up my chair, and went to them. When they saw me, they both insisted, "Thank you, thank you, no need, please sit down!"

I didn't say anything. After putting down the chair, I went back to my luggage. A little while later, I heard someone call me to get on the bus to go to school. I packed my luggage and prepared to board the bus. When I looked back at the mother and daughter, I found they were also looking at me. They smiled at me politely.

I smiled back. On the third night after arriving at school, a boy came to the dormitory and asked if anyone was from Shandong Province. I answered.

He shook my hand politely and told me to go to a certain place on campus at 7 pm the next night, where all the Shandong natives would be having a gathering.

The next night, when I and another Shandong native went there, there were already many people waiting.

There were probably more than 200 people. Several large characters were written on the wall: "Warmly Welcome the Class of '97 Shandong Freshmen."

Everyone had a bunch of snacks such as bananas, oranges, melon seeds, and peanuts in front of them.

I scanned the crowd and suddenly spotted the girl from the train station that day. "Is she from Shandong too? Yes, she must be, otherwise she wouldn't be here tonight."

She saw me then, and because we were quite far apart, she smiled and waved.

I returned the gesture.

The gathering began, and we respectfully called the oldest person "Boss." After a brief self-introduction, Boss gave a very enthusiastic opening speech, followed by self-introductions from everyone—basically, what region we were from, what our names were, what department we were in, what our major was, etc.

Everyone introduced themselves in order of seating. I barely listened to the others' introductions, but when it was almost her turn, I started to concentrate.

Her name was Jin, from Qingdao. Her class was 9721. When she introduced herself, I noticed her gaze was in my direction. When our eyes met, I smiled.

When I introduced myself, I noticed her gaze was also in my direction. I smiled back.

After everyone had introduced themselves, Boss led us in singing a song, and then asked the freshmen to sing or tell a joke. When it was my turn, I clearly remember singing Yi Yang's "Paper Airplane" that day... The atmosphere at the party that night was very relaxed.

After that, we naturally fell in love. I

was very happy with Jin; she was mischievous, like a child, and had many of the common traits of girls:

a little bossy. During the time we started dating, we explored all the famous places in Nanjing, including Xinjiekou, Confucius Temple, Yuhuatai, Zijin Mountain, Xuanwu Lake, the Botanical Garden, Hunan Road, and so on. We watched "Titanic" together, and on Friday nights we'd go to the cinema in Confucius Temple to watch all-night movies (back then, it only cost 5 yuan with a student ID). We ate all our meals together in the cafeteria... The feeling of being deeply in love enveloped us.

Incidentally, when all this happened to me, Yan, whom I mentioned earlier, was still in contact with me.

Less than two weeks after we met, we began physical contact, mostly limited to hugs and kisses. Occasionally we would touch each other's genitals. At that time, kissing didn't feel much to me anymore. But I never thought about sleeping with Jin in the short term. Jin could be described as a "skinny beauty." Her breasts were small, but her buttocks were slightly upturned. When we hugged, I touched her buttocks far more than her breasts. Every time we were together, the passion she exuded exceeded my expectations. Her kissing skills were very adept, and she was very proactive.

Our first time happened in November 1997.

It was mid-November, I think, and that night Nanjing had a heavy snowfall. The next day was Saturday. I guess even now, very few university boys can get up early on Saturdays. Anyway, that's how I was back then; I usually got up very late on Saturdays because I could rest on Saturdays and Sundays.

That morning, someone was banging on our dorm door like a madman. The loud noise woke up all the guys in our dorm, and almost simultaneously we shouted, "Who is it? Are you looking for trouble?!"

As soon as we finished speaking, the voice outside made everyone except me burst into laughter.

"**(my name), get up and open the door for me!" It was Jin. (Hehe, that's how unfair university is: girls can come and go freely in the boys' dorms, but boys might have trouble getting into the girls' dorms...) Helpless, I quickly put on some clothes, got out of bed, and went to open the door for her.

"What are you yelling about so early in the morning? Everyone's still sleeping," I muttered softly.

Normally, if I spoke to her like that, she would definitely get angry, but not that day; in fact, she was full of excitement.

"It's snowing! It's snowing! It's snowing so much! Hurry up and get dressed to come see the snow with me!" Jin shouted excitedly.

"Really?" I hadn't seen heavy snow for years. From 1995 to 1997, my hometown hardly ever saw much snow. I immediately turned and ran to the window to pull back the curtains—it was indeed snowing heavily! The snow-covered scenery outside was so beautiful!!!

"Hey! Guys, wake up, it's snowing heavily!" I shouted to my friends as I climbed into my bed and quickly got dressed. I hadn't forgotten Jin outside the door: "Jin, wait for me a minute! I'll be right there!"

Hearing my call, a few of my buddies jumped up and ran to the window to look.

You know, it's rare to see this much snow in Nanjing.

A few minutes later, I was ready, and Jin, without even giving me time to wash my face or brush my teeth, dragged me outside.

Dressed in snow, the world truly looked different; everything seemed so sacred and pure. Perhaps this is why Tibetan hadas are white: they evoke a sense of sacredness, purity, and inviolability.

The campus was already crowded. Boys and girls were having snowball fights, building snowmen, and taking pictures. Jin

and I joined the crowd.

Time flew by, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

After lunch, I asked Jin what we were going to do in the afternoon. Jin looked at me and said, "What do you think?"

To be honest, lately, I've become interested in Jin's body because of her unexpected enthusiasm. Sometimes, lying in bed at night, I wonder: what would Jin's reaction be like in bed? How would she differ from Yan and Lili? What are the differences in their bodies?

Because of these thoughts, when Jin asked me this, I casually said, "I'm a little tired and want to find a place to rest. How about that?"

"Okay then. I'll go with you!" Jin was still full of excitement, actually saying something like that.

I was probably looking at her with complete astonishment.

"What are you looking at? Never seen a pretty girl before?" Jin said with a grin.

There was a hotel on campus, right next to our dorm. I lived on the third floor, and there was a large rooftop terrace from which you could see the hotel. Often, a large group of us guys would stand there after dinner, watching the pretty girls coming and going.

I considered it for a while and decided to go to the school's hotel: for safety reasons. At least no one would come to the school's hotel to check anything. I stupidly used my student ID to book a room! The receptionist asked me why I needed a room, and I said someone from my family was coming. I was so nervous.

Luckily, the receptionist didn't ask any more questions. I got the room key relatively smoothly. Taking a long breath, I looked back at Jin sitting on the sofa in the lobby and shook the key in my hand.

The thing that hurt me the most at that moment was: the room was too expensive—280 yuan—half a month's living expenses!

After entering the room, I pulled Jin into my arms and sought her lips.

After a passionate kiss, I asked Jin, "You agreed to come with me, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid of what? What's there to be afraid of?"

"Aren't you afraid I..."

"Afraid of what?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll have some... thoughts?" I looked at Jin with a mischievous grin.

"What thoughts would you have?" Jin tilted her head in my arms and asked me.

"Of course, the normal thoughts a man has about a woman!" I said.

"Hehe, are you normal or not?" Jin said with a sly smile.

"Talk is cheap, you'll know if you try it yourself." Since things had come to this point, there was no need to hide anything anymore. It's better to be straightforward.

We rolled onto the bed, my hands roaming over Jin's body. Jin's hands were also caressing my back.

I don't remember who took off whose clothes until we were naked.

I reached down to her genitals to test them, and found that she was already soaking wet. Anyway, there was plenty of time, so there was no rush to enter. I wanted to verify what I'd been thinking: what were the differences between Jin's body and Lily's and Yan's?

Perhaps because Jin lived by the sea, her skin wasn't very fair, but had a healthy glow. She

was about 1.5 cm tall. Her waist was very slender; as I mentioned before, she was the kind of slender beauty. With such a slender waist, even a small butt looked quite large. Jin's pubic hair was thick but not dense, neatly covering her high mons pubis.

Jin's labia were the darkest color among the women I'd seen before. I confirmed she wasn't a virgin after I entered her.

At that time, I didn't even consider the possibility of catching any diseases. Actually, thinking about it now, that worry was unnecessary. They wouldn't have any sexual history, let alone no history at all. They certainly wouldn't have any infectious diseases.

So, for this reason, when I saw Jin's vulva, I wanted to give her oral sex.

Don't laugh, but I'm particularly interested in giving women oral sex. At least I've given oral sex to every woman I've slept with. I still retain this interest to this day. The moans a woman makes under your lips are completely different from the moans you make when you're thrusting inside her.

Although both are moans, they are entirely different.

My lips began to slide across Jin's thighs. I kissed the base of her thighs, gently stroking the skin of her inner thighs with my fingers. Jin's body was subtly changing under my movements, her body beginning to heat up. A glistening, almost transparent liquid began to flow from her slightly parted labia.

My lips covered Jin's mons pubis.

I felt Jin's body tense, her eyes tightly closed, her upper lip biting her lower lip, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. My left hand climbed up Jin's low breasts, gently stroking them.

My lips sucked on Jin's pubic hair, and I extended my right middle finger, gently sliding it between Jin's slightly parted labia. I wanted to insert my right middle finger into Jin's vagina.

My lips left Jin's pubic hair and continued downwards. I took Jin's labia majora into my mouth. At this moment, Jin couldn't help but let out her own unique moan.

Every woman's moan is her own. In my opinion, everyone's moan is unique and cannot be imitated by others.

My middle finger easily slipped into Jin's vagina. Although Jin wasn't a virgin, her sexual history wasn't long. She later told me that before coming to Nanjing, she had lived with her boyfriend from her hometown for three months.

Jin's vagina was relatively tight, and my finger encountered slight resistance as it moved forward. I gently moved my middle finger in and out, thrusting in and out of Jin's vagina.

Her breasts, vagina, labia majora and minora, and clitoris were all within my range of attack. After about 10 minutes, Jin finally spoke after a long silence: "I want..."

Just as I was about to enter Jin's body, Jin sat up and tried to turn my body over with her hands. I understood what Jin meant. I lay down. Jin straddled my body, used her hot little hands to guide my already hard penis, accurately aligned it with her vaginal opening, and slowly sat down.

Only the vagina could give my penis that sensation that enveloped me. Two months after arriving in Nanjing, two months without sex, my penis entered this place called the vagina again. But it was a new woman's vagina. The fourth woman's vagina in my life.

The moment my penis entered her vagina, we both let out a long "ah"... After my penis was fully inside her vagina, Jin lay on top of me, her hands tightly holding my shoulders, rocking her body up and down. Her small breasts gave me tremendous stimulation at this moment. In less than two minutes, I felt Jin increase her speed, then let out a muffled growl and stopped.

She had orgasmed. Later I learned that Jin was a girl with a very strong sexual response. After that, every time we made love, she would bring herself to orgasm first, just like before, pressing her body against mine and rocking her body up and down. She could reach orgasm in just a few minutes. Only then would I begin to thrust.

A moment later, she opened her eyes and looked at me: "So comfortable..."

I patted her head: "You're comfortable, but I'm suffering!"

Jin actually seemed shy at this moment, burying her head low on my shoulder, and then flipped my body over, pressing me down on top of her. During this process, my penis was still inside her vagina.

Jin looked at me: "Come on, baby, come and take me! I want to make you feel good too!"

I lifted Jin's legs and placed them on my shoulders. I began to thrust without restraint. Jin had just reached orgasm, so I didn't need to worry about her not being satisfied.

My eyes were fixed on the point where our bodies were joined, my penis thrusting in and out of Jin's vagina, pulling her flesh out and then pushing it back in. The clear fluid that had flowed out of her vagina at the beginning had now turned into a thick white semen.

Our pubic hair was covered with a mixture of our bodily fluids...

I rode on Jin's body almost frantically, as if I wanted to release all the energy that had accumulated over the past two months. I didn't control the speed of my thrusting at all, just kept thrusting in and out, my penis hitting her vagina with a "slap slap" sound. Jin let out a different kind of moan under my thrusting.

About 15 minutes later, I felt the urge to ejaculate, and the speed of my thrusting increased significantly. Jin, sensing this, shouted, "Don't ejaculate inside! Don't ejaculate inside!" I nodded in agreement, and at the very moment of ejaculation, I quickly pulled my penis out of Jin's vagina, large spurts of semen spraying out, all over Jin's body, the furthest spurt even landing on her hair.

Afterwards, Jin told me with obvious apology that she didn't like using condoms. But she also hated taking any birth control pills, so she could only ask me to ejaculate outside.

Withdrawal and masturbation may seem similar on the surface, but the sensation from the vagina is something your hand can never give you!

That night I ejaculated six times. The first three times I still released some semen, but the last three times I only felt it, nothing came out. Of course, Jin had more than six orgasms. The longest I thrust lasted was definitely over 30 minutes. If you thrust inside a woman for that long and she doesn't orgasm, then that woman is probably sexually frigid.

When we checked out before noon the next day, I told myself: 280 yuan was well spent!

But the awkward thing was that when Jin and I walked out of the hotel, we found several of my dorm buddies and a large group of guys standing on the rooftop. They saw us too. That meant Jin and I were no longer a secret.

After that, I completely lost contact with my third woman—Yan.

From that day on, we had sex more frequently, mostly in my dorm. As students, going to a hotel every time was impractical. We always agreed to skip class and go to my dorm. I slept on the top bunk, so the guy on the bottom bunk became our battlefield. Jin would lift her shirt, revealing her breasts, and pull her pants down below her knees. I'd lie on that guy's bed, and after she orgasmed on me, we'd get off and stand up. I'd hold her buttocks and thrust into her, ejaculating facing the dorm floor. The ejaculation range was over 1 meter.

I also asked Jin to let her lie on that guy's bed so I could touch her, but she told me she didn't want her body to touch other people's things.

The two most exciting times I had sex with Jin were. One was a Friday night in our dorm. I bribed the four guys (excluding myself) with some food beforehand, and they all agreed to go see a movie all night and give me their dorm room. But the most annoying one was another guy who refused to go no matter what. Since he was so heartless, he couldn't blame me for being ruthless. While he was in the bathroom, Jin and I closed the door and locked it from the inside. When he came back from the bathroom, we were already fighting on my bed! No matter how much he yelled outside the door. He was yelling outside, and we were doing it inside… it felt indescribably exciting. I think the sounds from my bed that night could definitely be heard in the next dorm. Another time, it was downstairs in a residential area (near the Nanjing Film Studio). After dinner, I wandered over there and suddenly felt sexually aroused. Using Jin's coat as cover, we embraced and made love on a busy street. Passersby must have thought we were a couple deeply in love. Making love under other people's noses, the tension and excitement were indescribable.

My relationship with Jin lasted a year, ending during the summer vacation of 1998. She cried very hard when we broke up.

[The End]

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