[College Memoir - Blue] (Complete)

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A few years ago, I came to a second-tier university in northern China. It wasn't far from home, in an ordinary city
, at an ordinary school. The school environment was average, it was an old school with average faculty and average academic atmosphere—in short,
a very ordinary university. My major was also average, but fortunately, the school's employment situation was quite good.
And so, I began my university life. I'll tell you about some stories that happened with some girls during my university years.
The first girl was someone I met while participating in a club activity. As a freshman, I was curious about everything. Just a few days after
the start of I was coaxed and tricked by several upperclassmen into joining the cycling club. Joining the club naturally meant
buying a bicycle. A week after recruitment ended, the club organized a group purchase. Because Xiao Lang loved cycling, he
bought the most expensive one—2000 yuan. Later, he found out that the group purchase price was even
higher than the online retail price. Those damn club leaders…
Back then, prices were still very cheap; the cheapest bike in the club cost 400-500 yuan. So, of the more
than 100 new members, only about 30 remained. Including the existing members, there were
roughly , or even less. Of the 30-odd new members, only nine were girls. Later,
after getting to know the club president, I learned that this percentage was already quite high for recruitment.
Among the new members, there was a girl named Lan. To be honest, I noticed her at the first club gathering,
not because of her appearance, but because she was one of only three new members, including Xiao Lang, who bought
the most expensive bike. Lan was very pretty, really pretty. She was about 1.63 meters tall, with fair skin and delicate
features. She wore blue glasses, and her smile was captivating. Her teeth were perfectly straight, and her short, brown hair
framed her delicate face, giving her an innocent yet alluring look (I, as a young man, first notice a woman's hair; I wonder if anyone
else shares this view). As for her figure, she was on the thinner side, and her bust wasn't large (I later learned it was a 32B), but
her proportions were very pleasing to the eye. Her buttocks were absolutely gorgeous, especially perky. I still remember that time Lan wore
a light blue shirt with a black vest, denim shorts, black stockings, and
low-heeled black leather shoes. Her legs were very straight; she looked like the kind of girl with a strong sex drive and a flirtatious nature.
Now, this outfit might seem ordinary, but I'm an 80s kid,
and back then fresh out of high school, Lan was definitely a fashion pioneer. To my shame,
back then I was just a big kid fresh out of high school, dressed in sportswear and sneakers, looking quite insignificant next to Lan.
Lan was an accounting major, not in the same college as me. We only saw each other during club activities
. Back then, clubs held weekly events, usually on weekends, with dozens of people cycling together, leaving in the morning and
having dinner together in the evening. At that time,
both I and Lan were freshmen with heavy classes, so we often couldn't participate in activities. When we did meet, it was often less frequent. So, it wasn't until November that I gradually became familiar with Lan, occasionally
exchanging text messages, but that was all; we never met in person. Through my interactions with Lan, I discovered she was
a very cheerful (and open) and lively girl, possessing a certain mature woman's charm. She was
approachable and didn't have the aloofness often associated with beautiful women. She gave off a captivating vibe, a blend of girlishness and mature womanhood,
which was incredibly alluring. Coupled with her striking looks, she almost made me swoon. Lan's family lived in the same city and was
quite well-off. She had a younger sister who was supposedly coming to the same university in two years. Her parents had bought a house
near , and apparently, her sister would be moving out afterward.
It was the last club activity of the year, around mid-December, and the weather in the north was already quite cold.
Coincidentally, Lan and I both went to that activity. I really admired Lan; it's amazing that a girl could
enjoy cycling. I always came back exhausted from cycling trips, and I wondered how she managed to persevere.
It was a very ordinary bike ride around the city, nothing much to say. Because it was quite cold, we set off a bit
late , and naturally, we got back to school a little later, around 6 pm. Since it was the last
activity of the year, we had to have a get-together afterwards. After locking our bikes, nearly thirty of us headed to the restaurant.
When we arrived, the club office members had already booked a large private room with two tables. I was lucky enough
to sit with Lan, though it wasn't really luck, because the second, third, and fourth-year students sat at one table, and the remaining
ten or were all freshmen at another. It seems the freshmen were the most enthusiastic about the activity.
At my table, there were five girls, and the remaining ten or so were all men. Northeasterners
naturally drink when they get together. Although I'm not a big drinker, I had to keep up with them. After all, in the North, men
love to drink, and not being able to drink is like being afraid of your wife, which is very embarrassing.
After everyone finished their drinks, they realized that Northeastern girls are truly formidable drinkers, not to be outdone by men. Of the five girls,
only one couldn't drink (period? Just a little naughty thought). The remaining four, including Lan, joined
the rest of us guys in a
drinking contest. After a few rounds, everyone loosened up and looked around the table. The group had changed from sitting in a circle to twos and
threes, each trying to outdrink the other. Lan, sitting at the far end, had also been drinking, and her fair face was
flushed . Her collar was undone, her hair was tied back, and she was looking down at her phone,
occasionally pressing the back of her hand to her reddened forehead. Xiao Lang, perhaps emboldened by the alcohol, pushed aside a male classmate who was already
rambling incoherently and walked over to Lan, greeting her
, "Lan, you must be exhausted today."
Lan looked up and smiled, "Yes, I am, but I'm very happy."
Xiao Lang half-jokingly replied. "Yeah, this is the last event of the year," said Xiaolang. "I wo
n't see you again until next year." Lan laughed again, "How could that be? We see each other all the time."
Xiaolang feigned a pitiful look, "I've been so sad not to see you for so long."
Lan picked up her glass, "Okay, okay, I'll toast you then, consider it my fault." With that, she
downed a glass of beer in one gulp
. Xiaolang also drank a glass of beer, watching Lan drink her beer, her face flushed, wiping her mouth with a tissue.
Xiaolang's already burgeoning desire surged within him, and an idea involuntarily formed in his mind—
get Lan drunk, and then…
"A beautiful lady offering a toast, this humble one can hardly accept." I smiled wickedly, turned around, picked up a bottle of beer,
and poured a full glass for Lan and myself. "Here, this humble one returns the toast to the beautiful lady, hoping for your continued support in the future."
Lan, emboldened by the alcohol, didn't think much of it and downed her glass in one gulp. I sat down
next to Lan and started chatting with her.
"Lan, when are your exams?"
"January 5th, what about you?"
...
As we chatted, we suddenly realized there was only one table left. It turned out the upperclassmen had already left, leaving a group
of freshmen to continue. Luckily, they had already paid their bill, hehe.
Looking back at the table still drinking, the two girls had already left with the upperclassmen, and there were still two... A 3-
point black fungus was having fun with a man.
We chatted happily, and as we talked, we drank quite a bit of beer. Lan's delicate face unconsciously
revealed a confused look. Her face, flushed from drinking, made one feel an urge to commit a crime
. I was also starting to feel dizzy, but I remembered one thing: beautiful women
can . Lan was already tugging at my sleeve and started endlessly rambling on about her boyfriend.
Haha.
That's about enough. Evil thoughts, fueled by the alcohol, kept taking root in my head...
"Lan, let's go."
I pulled Lan up. People who've been drinking are heavy; she stomped on my foot hard, instantly
sobering me up by half. Okay, after saying goodbye to my close friends, I limped and
helped the unsteady Lan out of the hotel and into a taxi.
"Driver, XX University."
People who drink beer often probably know that when you're drunk, if you don't sit or lie down, and just keep chatting
or drinking, nothing will happen. But once you sit or lie down, it feels like the whole world
is spinning, and you're incredibly dizzy.
That's exactly what Lan was like now. We were in the back seat of the taxi. I rubbed my swollen feet, and Lan leaned against me
, limp as if boneless, fast asleep.
"Lan? Are you okay?"
I shook her hard, but her reply was, "...! Waaah, I want to sleep...
!"
Well, that was the only thing I understood. The rest was just mumbling.
How was I supposed to get back to school? I was secretly pleased. I told the taxi driver to take me to a hotel, then pulled out Lan's
phone and texted her roommate, telling her I was going home to sleep. (It was the weekend, and if I didn't tell her
, someone might report me to a teacher, which would be a problem. Being caught staying out all night at our school is a serious offense. They
don't usually check, but getting caught is a major crime. The worse the school, the more they meddle!)
When we got to the hotel, I realized, damn it, Lan didn't have an ID! How could we stay there? I was
completely dumbfounded. We had to change hotels three times before we finally found one where we could stay with just one ID (
I guess ; back then, it wasn't so strict. Nostalgia).
When I checked into the room, the receptionist gave me a look of utter disdain. Sigh, she
's so knowledgeable , she must know what I do for a living. Oh well, whatever. Since I've already been looked down upon, I'm determined to
make something of myself… I can't let this disdain go to waste, right? Hehe.
I helped Lan into the room, closed the door behind me, and put her on the bed. I plopped down on
the sofa I'm exhausted! My feet were stepped on, I've been drinking, and it's freezing cold. After walking so far, I'm really
at my limit. I'm panting heavily, looking at Lan lying beside me, fast asleep and drunk. Little Wolf… All the blood
rushed to his lower body, and his thick jeans bulged out. He was especially hard that time. Although he had done it before,
he had never done it with a drunk woman before. It was incredibly exciting.
That day, Lan was wearing a blue tracksuit, which I think was Adidas, with white Nike sneakers and
pink socks. He got up, lifted Lan's legs, and casually took off her shoes. He grabbed Lan's
feet . Hmm, they were probably size 37. Lan's feet were very round. Her socks were damp, and a faint smell wafted over,
but it definitely wasn't a foul smell; it was probably just the smell of sweat.
He took off Lan's coat and pants, revealing a thin white sweater and gray underpants underneath. Haha,
luckily they were going out to exercise, so even in winter, she wasn't wearing much. It was easy to take off her clothes, which was good for him. He lifted Lan's sweater,
revealing a black bra underneath. Then he pulled off Lan's thermal underwear and socks, leaving Lan only in her underwear.
The black thong that matched her bra was really sexy. I stroked Lan's thigh with one hand and
played with her toes with the other, and I could even smell her faint fragrance.
Just then, Lan suddenly woke up and asked me groggily, "Oh...where am I? My head is so
dizzy ..."
To be honest, I broke out in a cold sweat. I didn't know whether to go in or back, so
I made up my mind: "Sweetie, Lan, go to sleep. I'm here, it's okay, sweetie."
Lan turned her head to one side, as if she was about to fall asleep, when she suddenly realized her clothes were gone and
mumbled, "Oh, my clothes...you..." I
had no choice but to go all in and pounce on Lan. I pressed her smooth body down beneath me
, turned her head with both hands, and kissed her: "Lan, I love you..."
To be honest, I can't remember what I said back then. Anyway, as an old wolf,
I would never say those words now. They were too cheesy. Maybe it was because I was young and had been drinking, but I was like a character from a romance
novel ...
While my mouth was full of cheesy words, my body wasn't idle. I pressed Lan down hard, and Lan pushed me away with all her might. But
for a man who exercises regularly, the strength of a drunk woman...
After about 4 or 5 minutes, Lan gave up struggling, turned her head to one side, and avoided my kiss. Her hand
reached into my pants and grasped my penis, gently stroking it. She said coquettishly, "I'll do
it , you're hurting me."
At this, I really didn't know what to say. I held Lan's head and gently kissed her
lips ... As I continued my advances, Lan opened her mouth slightly, and my tongue entered her mouth, greedily...
Sucking on Lan's fragrant saliva, Lan slowly succumbed to my teasing, and our tongues intertwined.
At the same time, my hands weren't idle either; my right hand reached for Lan's lower body, teasing her most
sensitive .
Lan involuntarily moaned, her eyes filled with a seductive allure. Soon, my hand felt
the changes in Lan's body; the wetness became increasingly noticeable. Seeing Lan's flushed face and her shy
expression, unable to open her eyes, I sat up, unhooked Lan's bra, and gently pulled down her panties…
Little Wolf likes women with large breasts, but Lan really didn't qualify. She was a 32B, which was considered well-endowed,
but far from Little Wolf's standard. However, the color was good; her nipples and areolas were very light,
and her nipples were small. Hehe…
Spreading Lan's legs, I finally saw Lan's most secret part! Blue's pubic hair was messed up by me,
but it was very black and soft. I bent down and carefully combed her pubic hair with my hands, then parted it to both sides.
To be honest, Blue's lower body was really dirty. Her pubic hair was covered with a lot of secretions, leukorrhea, and fresh
vaginal fluid, giving off a strong fishy smell. Blue covered her face with her hands and whispered, "Don't look.
It's always like this after exercising. I haven't had time to wash yet..."
Little Wolf liked to play with women's lower bodies, but he only liked clean ones.
He had no interest in leukorrhea and vaginal fluid. He quickly took off his clothes, then picked up Blue and walked into the bathroom .
The moment I picked her up, Blue grabbed my penis with her hand and gently stroked it. Little Wolf couldn't
stand this. He turned on the shower, adjusted the temperature, and made Blue kneel on the toilet. He quickly rinsed Blue's
lower body. As the water flowed over Lan's lower body, she let out a few more seductive moans. Little Wolf's penis throbbed painfully. He tossed the showerhead
aside, grabbed Lan's buttocks, and thrust forcefully inside.
It was so tight. Although Lan wasn't a virgin anymore, she probably hadn't had much sex. The muscles inside her vagina
seemed to grip my penis, constricting it in circles. With each thrust, Lan cried out wantonly,
"Ah... harder... so good... ah..."
Lan was panting heavily as she was fucked. After over a hundred thrusts, suddenly Lan screamed, her vaginal muscles contracting rhythmically
, her legs involuntarily squeezing together with great force! It felt like she was vigorously stroking Little Wolf's penis.
Luckily, Little Wolf was drunk and not very sensitive, otherwise he would have ejaculated immediately. Lan had an orgasm.
The young wolf held back his ejaculation, taking the opportunity to thrust forcefully a few times. Blue screamed loudly with each thrust, turning her head
while gripping the toilet tank lid: "Ah...you...you're so bad...ah...I can't take it...
no more..."
The young wolf hadn't even had his fill yet, how could he give in to her desires! He reached out and grabbed Blue's buttocks, continuing to thrust forcefully
. To be honest, Blue's buttocks were truly beautiful; though not large, they were very perky. No one is perfect, right? Her
beautiful buttocks compensated for her small breasts.
After another hundred or so thrusts, the young wolf felt a little tired and slowed down his thrusting. But Blue
seemed to be approaching orgasm again. Her left hand gripped the toilet tank, and her right hand reached down to her genitals, rubbing
her clitoris. While stroking herself, she cried out, "Ah...faster! I'm coming...ah..."
…Fuck me to death…harder…”
It was the first time Little Wolf had ever seen a woman so wanton, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed her and
pulled her down, making her hold onto the wall with her hands, sticking her butt out. I grabbed her buttocks from behind and fucked her hard again, thrusting in and out
rapidly thirty or forty times. Lan screamed again, her legs clamped together. I could no longer resist
the suction in Lan's vagina, and with a thick stream of semen shooting into Lan's body, I held Lan's buttocks,
trembling …
After taking a bath together, we lay naked in each other's arms on the bed. Before Little Wolf could take the initiative, Lan crawled
into the covers, climbed between my legs, and took my penis into her mouth, sucking and licking. Lan's oral skills were really good
. In just a few strokes, my penis was erect again, and it seemed even more erect than the first time. Firm. Lan
's small mouth gradually couldn't hold the thick penis any longer. Eventually, she could only hold the glans in her mouth, one hand on
the bed, the other manipulating my penis.
After a while, Lan stuck her buttocks out in front of me, spread her legs, and straddled me. She wiggled her
hips, and since her mouth was holding my glans, she couldn't speak easily, so she made a few soft moans. I understood what Lan meant.
I stroked her pubic hair, stuck out my tongue, and gently licked her clitoris.
Lan's lower body was still beautiful, but because she hadn't washed after the exercise, there was white discharge and an odor. Lan
's lower body wasn't the black, wrinkled kind that resembled black fungus; it was a normal flesh color. Parting
her labia revealed a pale red inside. Although not the legendary perfect pink, it was still very beautiful. Further inside
was a lighter shade... Her small, brown anus had very even folds, and it would occasionally contract as I stroked her lower body, which was very
fun. To this day, the color of her areolas, nipples, labia, and anus is still the best I've ever seen.
With my mouth and hands working tirelessly, Lan's lower body produced a lot of vaginal fluid. Lan is the kind
of woman who produces a lot of vaginal fluid, but not excessively so (too wet would make it too slippery to penetrate, and there would be no sensation), and there was no
unpleasant odor
. Lan couldn't hold back any longer. She rolled over and sat up, straddling me with her legs apart. One hand held the headboard,
and the other held my erect penis. She slowly sat down
. Ah, it felt so good. Lan's body was truly exquisite—tight, narrow, wet, hot,
and slippery. Lan closed her eyes, placed her hands on my chest, and knelt down. My hips writhed incessantly,
and I moaned seductively. I felt waves of pleasure surging through my lower body. My hands grasped Lan's breasts;
they weren't large, but they were firm, the pink nipples already erect, faithfully reflecting Lan's physical needs.
Seeing Lan's ecstatic expression, I couldn't help but thrust my lower body, pounding upwards into Lan's flower path.
With each thrust, Lan's soft moans turned into rhythmic screams. I couldn't resist either. I sat up
, pushed Lan down, grabbed a pillow, and shoved it under Lan's buttocks, rapidly thrusting in and out. After a few
thrusts, Lan clung tightly to my waist, her whole body wrapped around me like an octopus. Lan didn't
scream , but bit my shoulder. Damn, it really hurt! But the contractions of Lan's vagina in my lower body...
Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I could no longer control myself. With the rhythmic contractions of Lan's vagina, another surge of semen shot into
her body. Lan and I were exhausted; we kissed deeply, then embraced and quickly fell asleep
…
[The End]

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