Campus memories of that era

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Yesterday was the first day of the Lunar New Year in 2011. As usual, I went to visit my mother early in the morning. During our conversation, she mentioned her former colleague, Teacher Xu, saying that she had recently passed away. I said I remembered Teacher Xu; we were in the same school in Chenzhuang, and she was a teacher there.
Mentioning Teacher Xu brought back childhood memories. My hometown was in a county town. At that time, the country had a policy of sending residents to the countryside. When I was three or four years old, I and my three older brothers were sent down to the village where my mother taught. I believe older friends know what this policy of sending residents to the countryside was like. The first village we were sent to was several miles away from the brigade (at that time, an administrative village was called a brigade, and a township government was called a commune). My mother taught at the brigade school, and the brigade cadres, to take care of us, soon moved us to the school. There, I met many teachers and their children. Since I
mentioned Teacher Xu to my mother yesterday, let's start with her. She had two daughters, the older one a year or two older than me, named Hongwei, and the younger one a little younger, whose name I honestly can't remember now. My sexual awakening also began there. Since the public school teachers were generally not local, they usually brought their younger children with them. This led to me having several playmates: Teacher Xu's two daughters, and Teacher Peng's daughter named Z-Min, who was about four years younger than me. She lives in Beijing now and visited me once a few years ago; I'll tell you more about her later.
Because about 40 years have passed, I can only reconstruct the events from my hazy memories. Please forgive any inaccuracies.
My affair with Hongwei:
Back then, not only in the countryside, but even in the county town, there was no television. So, when children played together, they played nothing but children's games. After meals, they would play together. As time went on, we all became familiar with each other and naturally became closer. Hugging, kissing, and touching were all normal things. Then, we progressed to more intimate games when the two of us were alone. Although we were very young then—Hongwei was only 6 or 7, and I was only 5 or 6—when the group of children were together, we played normally and never did anything inappropriate. What I meant by "sexual games" was that when Hongwei and I were alone, I would take off my pants and rub my penis against her vulva (outside her vagina, of course). At that time, my penis could already get hard, but even when it was hard, the foreskin still covered the glans, making it look pointed. She was a year or two older than me, so she probably knew a little more. Sometimes, after taking off my pants, when I tried to insert it into her vagina, she firmly refused, only allowing my penis into her anus, and even covering the glans with a piece of white paper. Everyone knows that for a 5 or 6-year-old boy to penetrate a girl's anus, even if the girl was willing, it's often a matter of willpower but lack of ability. So, all I could do was rub against her anus or the outside of her vagina. Although ejaculation was impossible back then, it seemed addictive after playing together so often. Sometimes when I went to her house, while her mother (Teacher Xu) was cooking, we would quickly pull down our pants and rub against each other a few times. Although it didn't have the pleasure of ejaculation now, we enjoyed it and never tired of it.
My affair with the Shi family's younger sister:
Because I lived at school with my mother, my schooling was more difficult than other students. I was only five and a half, not even six, when I started first grade.
Because I started school early, all my classmates were older than me. In rural areas, people started school later, sometimes even seven or eight years old, so most of my classmates were at least two years older than me. I had several female classmates and neighbors who were in the same class during school and played together after school, so everyone had a relatively easy time. At that time, the school required work-study programs. I was in the countryside then, and in the summer, the class organized to collect wheat stubble, scrap iron and copper, and even sheep dung—we usually used rabbit dung to imitate sheep droppings. Once, I went to the fields with two girls from my class to pick up wheat stubble. They brought along a girl about my age (both were two years older than me). One of the older girls was named Zhou Yun, and I can't remember the other's name. I only remember the younger girl's surname was Shi; she was the younger sister of our neighbor, Shi Dazhuang.
The four of us—three girls and one boy—went to the wheat field in the village, where the wheat had already been harvested. Seeing that no one was around, the two older girls suggested we play a game of "marriage" (playing house—at that time, the term "playing house" didn't exist in the countryside). They drew a rectangular block on the ground, saying it was a bed, and told us to lie down on it. Since the other girl and I were only about six years old and didn't understand anything, the older girls demanded that we both take off our pants. We always clung to them like little shadows, so we didn't dare disobey their orders. So, the two of us obediently took off our pants. At the time, we each carried a basket (like a wicker basket, but with three loops). The two older girls stacked the four baskets together, then knelt behind them, watching us undress. They then ordered me to spread the little girl's (surname Shi, I don't remember her given name) vagina. Although I had spread a girl's vagina before, it was always when two people were alone together. Now, although I wanted to spread this girl's vagina and take a good look, I was still a little reserved and embarrassed in front of the two older girls. Under the two older girls' repeated orders, I finally spread the little girl's vagina. The girl's genitals had no pubic hair, and her tender vulva was presented to me as a slit. I gently spread her bulging, tender vulva with my hands, revealing a red fleshy opening, sticky with a yellowish, snot-like fluid. Even now, 40 years later, I still remember it vividly. Now, when I tell my wife and girlfriend about the yellow discharge they saw in her vagina when I was little, they don't believe me. They say women's discharge is always white, never yellow. But I definitely remember it being a yellow, sticky substance inside her tender vagina.
Then, the two older girls made me insert my penis into the little girl's vagina. But my penis didn't get hard, even though I'd gotten hard before when playing with other girls. This time, it really didn't. Maybe it was because the two older girls were there, and I was nervous. Also, it wasn't consensual between the little girl and me; I felt a bit coerced by the two older girls. So, they made me find a stick and poke it into her vagina. I knew that poking a stick into a vagina might hurt the little girl. I can't say whether I was being chivalrous or not; I just pretended to use the thin stick to fool the two older girls hiding behind the curtain. That was the first time I'd seen a little girl's tender vulva and what was inside so closely. Her vulva was swollen and completely hairless (I didn't have any hair back then either). When I spread her vulva open, there was pinkish flesh inside, and a thick, pale yellow fluid seemed to be sticking to the depths of her vagina. Although the little girl, under pressure from her two older sisters, agreed to let me insert my penis into her vulva, I ultimately didn't. After that, I didn't have much contact with the Shi family's younger sister. My relationship
with Z-Min was
also fleeting; I'd be with one girl one day, and another a few days later. As mentioned before, there was a little girl named Z-Min who lived in the same school as me. She was about four years younger than me, around three or four years old at the time. She was her only child, her mother was a teacher at the school, and her father worked in Beijing. Her mother couldn't look after her much when she was teaching. She was about the same age as my younger sister and often played at my house, so we became familiar with each other. After a few half-understood sexual experiences, I started to cultivate Z-Min's sexual interest. Back then, school wasn't as stressful as it is now. I had three or four classes in the morning and two in the afternoon, and no classes on Saturday afternoons.
When I wasn't in class, I would take her to a secluded place. Our school was considered one of the better schools in the area back then; it had desks and chairs (some schools still had mud platforms), several courtyards, and a two-story building with wooden floors—it was a landlord's mansion before Liberation. I often took Xiaomin to play in the deeper courtyards or classrooms of the school. The backyard was eerie and quiet. We would carefully approach the backyard, and there was no one else there except the two of us. The whole courtyard was silent, so she was very dependent on me; she would do whatever I asked. At that time, I was only interested in little girls' vaginas. Besides, little girls' breasts weren't really real breasts; they were flat like mine, so I wasn't very curious. I led her to a secluded spot and pulled down her pants, fondling her tender, slit-like vulva. I spread it open to look, stroked it. Although her vulva was incredibly tender, I didn't really want to lick or kiss it at that time; I always felt that place was where she peed, that it would smell foul, and that it was dirty. When I played with her vulva, she didn't object; she seemed to enjoy it. After playing with it a lot, I wanted to insert my penis into her vulva. I let her hold my penis and play with it, and she was willing. By then, my penis could already get hard, but the glans was still covered by the foreskin. Even with my hand, I could only expose a tiny bit of the glans. Even so, I still guided my penis into her vulva, pushing and rubbing it in. To be honest, it only went in a little bit; if I pushed too hard, she would cry out in pain. For a while, she seemed really addicted to me penetrating her.
Once, in a classroom, we moved a lot of desks to block the door, then stripped her naked and started caressing her vulva. After a while, I took my penis and tried to insert it into her vagina, rubbing it back and forth. At that time, although my penis could get erect, I couldn't ejaculate yet. Even so, we were both enjoying ourselves immensely, as if we would crave it if we didn't do it for two days. We thrust in and out for a long time, constantly trying to urinate into her vagina, but I couldn't. After playing for a while, I got tired and didn't want to continue, so I wanted to go home with her. But she didn't want to; she wanted me to continue, and if I didn't, she would cry. I had no choice but to keep her from crying and to avoid being discovered by the adults, so I had to keep going and caressing her tender vulva.
Thinking about it now, it's really a bit strange. At that time, Xiaomin was at most 4 or 5 years old. Could someone that young have sexual desires and needs?
When I was 10 years old, I returned to the city. Although I carried many fond memories and nostalgia for the countryside, and the sadness of parting with many friends, I still returned to the county town. This return meant that I could only cherish the memories of my time in the countryside.
One summer in the 1990s, Xiaomin and her mother returned to our small county town from Beijing to visit relatives. Her hometown was in the countryside, and conditions were relatively poor, so she stayed with us. By then, Min had graduated from university and had a job in Beijing. More than 20 years had passed, and I still recognized Xiaomin from my past memories. However, more than 20 years had passed; she had grown from a child who clung to me to a graceful young woman. Knowing I wasn't particularly good-looking and lacking confidence in my appearance, and also feeling a sense of distance and unfamiliarity between myself and Xiaomin—both in terms of family background, education, and the fact that I was several years older—I felt a sense of distance and estrangement. From her expression when she saw me, I could tell she remembered our childhood memories. The warmth she showed when speaking to me was noticeably different from how she spoke to my sister, and her gaze was cautious. So I felt awkward striking up a conversation with her. She stayed at my house for a day or two before returning to Beijing, and we lost contact completely.
Now that I think about it, I should ask my sister if she has Xiaomin's contact information. If we have it, texting shouldn't be a problem, and it could avoid any awkwardness. Hehe, looks like I'm still got that lecherous streak!

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