Two schoolgirls

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I posted a steamed bun as proof, and finally no one doubted me anymore. It feels so good to be relieved. La la la la. Also, I feel so light and airy from all the compliments. Walking down the street, it feels like even the peach blossoms are blooming for me. It's spring! The season of restless desire is here again. Comrades, please seize the moment! Confess your feelings! Go on dates! Have sex! I've already taken off my long johns, waiting for spring to arrive... A girl in heat. This feeling is so relaxing. Thank you all for your trust. As soon as
I posted the steamed bun photo, the comments started shouting "Awesome!" Everyone, open your eyes wide and look carefully. This is clearly a pink and tender young girl's steamed bun, okay? Some people even called me a master. I really don't deserve that title. How am I a master? I just used the time you spend drinking coffee on drinking alcohol. No, I don't drink alcohol. I used it on picking up girls. Just this girl yesterday, it took me a long time to win her over. After all, considering my age and my own situation... She's a local... The hardships she endured are beyond words. I don't plan to write about this girl. But she's not my girlfriend either. So, let's just have sex while we can. It's a win-win situation. But youth is wonderful. Young girls are even better. Touching that soft, smooth skin...tsk tsk tsk. My mouth is watering again. So tonight I'll post about two virgin college girls.
Actually, I've never had a preference for virgins. Virginity or not, it means nothing to me. This might be one of my strengths. I don't actively inquire about a woman's past. How many boyfriends she's had. What she's been through. Unless she wants to confide in me. I think what matters is the present. Holding her in my arms. Quietly feeling her heartbeat, our skin pressed tightly together. A part of my body penetrating her warm, moist body... At this moment, she is mine. That's enough. To some extent, this gives me a lot of trust.
Losing one's virginity is a sacred yet arduous process. You have to constantly consider the other person's feelings, ensuring they experience the most wonderful sensations in the world with gentle care, while also enjoying yourself. It's truly exhausting and demanding. (This is really pretentious. I guess every man enjoys the feeling of losing his hymen.) Fortunately, several women who experienced their first time with me fell in love with sex.
I'm not particularly skilled; I've been with five virgins. Three of them are my girlfriends, which I won't name. I thought about it, and the reason I'm putting these two together is because they have many things in common: both are students, both are innocent, both are top students, but both are somewhat introverted, and both had hookups a few times before ultimately turning down my advances. This is normal; I understand. They both have bright futures and wouldn't waste their youth on me.
Let's go in order. A studied in Nanjing, majoring in English. Her class was all girls, and she was number one, the kind who buried herself in her studies. I met her in an English group, and after adding her, I slowly started flirting. Like I always say, if she's naive, show her the world's wonders. If she's worldly-wise, take her on a ride on a carousel. When talking to her, of course, don't talk about academics—that would crush you in a second. Just talk about my own life. Use the simplest, most direct language, and boast as much as possible about how tough my life is. Most high-achieving girls have one thing in common: they generally don't get along well with their roommates. The second girl was the same. So during that time, we chatted like crazy every day. Until almost National Day, she said she wanted to see what kind of person I was. Why did I have a vague sense of insecurity beneath my mysterious confidence? At that time, I didn't mention my physical condition. I felt she was trying to understand my inner feelings, which touched me deeply. Before she bought the ticket, I told her I was different from others. She said it was okay. She told her family she was going to Beijing. She wanted to spend two days in Beijing and drop by my place. I said okay, just see me at the train station and then go back to school. Unexpectedly, she bought a ticket directly to my location. She only told me when she was almost there, catching me off guard and leaving me no chance to pick her up. So I owe her a bouquet of flowers. Girls traveling for the first time are really bad with directions; she even missed her stop on the bus. I didn't pick her up until evening. But that's okay, at least she couldn't see me clearly. When I met her in the crowd, I thought she was very pretty. A 7 out of 10. By the way, someone said I'm probably good-looking. Well... haha. I'd say a small-town Daniel Wu. That's just bragging. I said 5 out of 10, not a point more. Weathered. Acne scars. Crooked teeth. Nothing about me is presentable. Phrases like "as handsome as Pan An," "a dashing and debonair figure," or "a pear blossom overshadowing a crabapple" are all used to describe me... my friend. My voice is also unusually magnetic. The kind that can hypnotize people. Several of my girlfriends liked to listen to my voice before bed. I don't know if it was hypnosis or what. But some people like it. This girl with the steamed bun looks like it. A phone call is enough to make her wet down there. Anyway, this student girl in the crowd was so small. So thin. Carrying an adorably big bag that didn't suit her body at all. I gave her a bear hug. She was really too small. Young age. Small figure. Small breasts. Small butt too. At that time, I hadn't thought about sleeping with her. I just took her to eat some spicy hot pot. While eating, I told her the story of the 6-yuan spicy hot pot. Her tired face finally smiled. Shy. But not refusing. I had a feeling that there was a chance tonight. Southern girls are so cute when they eat. Chewing slowly. Swallowing gently. So gentle. Watching her eat was a pleasure. I just stared at her. Note that at this time, you must be innocent. Looking at her with a lecherous gaze will definitely not give her a good impression. After the meal, there was a problem: there were no good hotels nearby. And she was too tired. She didn't want to walk; it was her first time going out. Being a top student, she was only focused on studying, and it was a miracle she didn't get lost. In the end, we found a family-run guesthouse that was downright shocking. It was like a typical apartment building, with several small rooms partitioned off with wooden boards. You could hear the snoring of the people next door. It was mostly people working in nearby factories. Without the seductive moans of the women next door, I doubt I could have managed to seduce the student that night. Haha. I thank this female friend who moaned so loudly. It was awkward to have her stay there. I could tell she wasn't satisfied with me. But she was afraid to stay alone because the joking noises from the next room felt like they were right next to her. I said I wanted to go back to my dorm. She wouldn't let me. If she wouldn't let me, then I had to hug her. I had to kiss her. At first, she wouldn't let me. But she was probably too tired and couldn't resist me. I'm from the countryside, I have plenty of strength. My lower body strength is lacking, but my upper body strength is great... Some people have said they like the feeling of being hugged by me because of my strength and security. While she struggled, I took off her top. Her mouth started to cooperate with my kisses. A friend said they hugged and kissed, but didn't succeed in having sex. Kissing technique is also very important here. I can't teach you that… Do you expect me to teach you while we're kissing? …Probably a lot of practice. After taking off her top, her body was white and tender. That unique scent of a young girl was intoxicating. Her breasts were also perfectly sized. Having been used to touching the large breasts of mature women, it's quite stimulating to occasionally touch a small one. Girls like this are usually very sensitive. I remember Pao Ge saying that the most exquisite are A-cup with long legs. I didn't believe it before; how can you call yourself a woman without breasts? But after experiencing a few, I found it to be true. Sensitive. Resilient. Strong reaction. Kissing her little by little downwards. She started to writhe, unable to take it anymore. This was her first time like this; her first kiss was with me. That kind of nervousness and shyness from being violated by a man for the first time can't be faked. I guided her to hug me tightly. She hugged my head tightly. I licked her delicate little body. After a while, she was moaning softly. I took the opportunity to take off her pants. At first, she tried her best to protect herself. But she couldn't resist the experienced driver's skill, and I undressed her in no time. Her body was so small. Her buttocks were so perky. We see many girls like this around us; they look ordinary when clothed. But without clothes, it feels like God created women. They're so perfect. Friends, at this point, you absolutely mustn't rush things. Don't just go for it. That's intercourse, not sex. After undressing her, I pressed her body down and went back to kiss her lips. This made her relax her guard down there. But my hands couldn't be idle either. I caressed her, roaming over her body. When I touched her pubic hair, she grabbed my hand. Then I kissed her a little harder, and she almost suffocated. I took the opportunity to put my hand on her vulva. Wow, it was amazing. After touching it, I caressed her legs. Slender and smooth. The feel of a young girl's body was incredible. Then I kissed her down. I kissed her neck. I kissed her breasts. I kissed her flat stomach. I kissed her belly button. It was her first time, how could she handle this? I pulled her hand to my rock-hard penis. We slowly began to entwine. Her moans grew louder. The neighbors could hear it. A moment later, there was more noise next door. The woman next door started moaning too. Was she trying to compete with me? "Try removing the partition, let's have a face-to-face contest!" The student girl completely relaxed. The most important moment arrived. I spread her slender legs and climbed on top of her. I slowly inserted. The first time, I couldn't rush. When I was inexperienced, with my first girlfriend, she was too tight, I couldn't find the opening, and I ejaculated on her pubic hair. I was terrified. Had I ejaculated prematurely? But later, in three years, I only ejaculated three times. Four times including the first time. So I entered while asking the student girl if it hurt, watching her facial expression. It made me even more nervous than her. At first, the girl was in pain and gripped my arm tightly. After a little bit inside, I started slowly thrusting. At first, she frowned and pushed me away, but seeing I wasn't going in deeply enough, she gradually stopped pushing. She went in deeper and deeper, until finally her entire penis was inside. She grabbed my buttocks, preventing me from moving. I didn't want to force it, so I started attacking her upper body again. Later, I moved slowly. A virgin's vagina is so tight. I felt my entire penis being tightly enveloped. I felt a warm flow on my glans. When I pulled out, it was a mixture of blood and vaginal fluid... Personally, I think for a girl's first time, there shouldn't be too many positions or too much force. So, I just thrust in and out slowly. Gradually, she started moaning. The woman next to me was already moaning loudly. The scene was so lewd. It felt like they were having sex right next to me. After a few minutes, the woman next to me probably ejaculated and stopped moving. I heard the man's lighter. He was probably smoking a cigarette afterward. Hahaha. Trying to outlast me... At this point, the girl was embarrassed. Hearing no movement next to her, she stopped moaning and covered her mouth, groaning. I lay on top of her small body, rhythmically thrusting in and out. She moaned softly, her mouth covered, near my ear. This feeling was my favorite. Sometimes, tender intimacy is more memorable than wild thrusting. After all, humans aren't animals. It's not just about a few strokes and ejaculation. Then, the girl climaxed... She released her hand from her mouth and cried out loudly. Her legs twitched. I could clearly feel the tender flesh inside gripping my penis tightly, then loosening. Tightening again. Loosening again. Thankfully, it only lasted a few strokes; I felt that a few more would have made me ejaculate inside her. I held her head and started kissing her again. I didn't dare move my penis. When she calmed down, I pulled it out—goodness! It was covered in blood. I didn't dare let her see, afraid of scaring her and ruining her mood. I turned her over. This time, she was very compliant. Kneeling, her little buttocks raised. Her little buttocks were simply perfect. Not much flesh, but firm. Looking back, she was simply stunning… As I write this, I'm getting an erection. I need to drink some water to calm down. Her small body is so unforgettable. I held her pert buttocks and thrust into her, not too hard, but rhythmically. Not too fast, not too slow. Thrust all the way in each time. Later, I pressed down on her body, straddling her back. Thrusting into her pert buttocks was effortless… It felt like heaven. Later, I met other women with pert buttocks, but they were all flesh, not as perfect as hers. When I thrust into her while she was on her stomach, she couldn't take it anymore. She moaned and groaned as she orgasmed. At that point, I felt it was enough. I couldn't go any further, so I pulled out. I lay on the bed, holding her head against my chest. I could feel her panting. It was like she had run several kilometers. By then, the sheets were stained red. Later, I put on my vest before going to sleep. I held her, praising the wonderful moments we shared in her ear. She didn't say anything.I bet she never imagined she'd be giving away her virginity like this. She fell asleep a little while later. At that moment, I felt like the whole world was mine. She woke me up the next day. A top student is a top student; she woke up incredibly early. I went to work. I told her to go out and explore the city on her own. Later, she got on the wrong train again, and I called her while I was at work to guide her on the right way. LOL. After get off work, I brought her some food home, and after eating, we had sex again. That night, during sex, I noticed she was trying to move herself, even though it hurt a lot down there. She had another orgasm. She was also moaning more freely. And so, happy times always seem so short. The third day. I saw her off. As she was leaving, she didn't joke around with me much anymore. I knew I was in the mood and that she'd ignore me after she left. But I still bought her some local specialties, food and drinks. They weren't expensive, just a small token of my affection. When she boarded the high-speed train, she didn't even turn her head or glance at me. I didn't care; it wasn't the first time. I thought, so what if she blocked me? Anyway, I achieved my goal. But she never blocked me. Last year, I think she went to England. She sent me a postcard. It was written in English, and I recognized the handwriting immediately. I messaged her on WeChat, saying, "You're amazing! You even went to England!" She replied, "Where? Just traveling with my parents." After thinking for a while, she figured out my phone number and address.
As she was packing her things before leaving, I secretly hid a set of her underwear. I kept it in my suitcase and forgot about it. Last month, while cleaning, I found it. It was almost moldy, but still small. Striped. Just ordinary women's underwear. I just threw it away.
She told me later that her breasts had peeled and she was in pain for a week. Haha.
The room we shared cost 40 yuan a night. A shower was an extra 5 yuan. I had to pay 50 yuan to the hotel for the stained sheets. I was too embarrassed to tell the owner, so the next day I used my own sheets. Where could I complain? Such a cheap place, and I lost my most precious possession.
I'll take a break and write the second one. I went online and saw everyone urging me to update. Suddenly, I felt a lot of pressure. Luckily, there's no game tonight. I can have more time to write. I realize I'm such a chatterbox. I wrote so much for the first one. The second one will be simpler.
The second one was added by people nearby. I was waiting for the subway and, out of boredom, opened the nearby contacts and greeted them one by one. She replied. There's an economics university near the subway. She's from that school. We added each other and chatted casually. She added me after seeing my WeChat Moments because one of the songs I shared was really good. So, friends, don't always post those inspirational quotes on WeChat Moments. What's the point? Only old men and women would click on them. The quality of your WeChat Moments content isn't about quantity, but about sophistication and being different from others. On January 1st this year, I wrote: "Time flies, looking back at 2016, it feels like yesterday." Of course, I copied it. This sentence made a girl I'd added for a long time reply to me, and that night I got her photos. This student girl is the kind who loves listening to music; all the photos she sent me were of her wearing headphones. Gradually, we started talking about music and movies. I especially love watching movies. I usually watch blockbusters without stopping, so I spend a lot of money at the cinema every year. I think movies are a great window into understanding the world. The people in movies can live the kind of life I want to live. It was kind of a way to find solace. I'm quite familiar with this, and she likes it too. We happened to be watching the same American TV series, which gave us common topics. So I started showing off. Of course, I couldn't resist using Baidu (a Chinese search engine). I searched and showed off at the same time. I also recommended many movies for her to watch in the dorm. Older people like to listen to the radio. I'm one of them. Even when I'm working, I like to turn on the radio. Back then, I always listened to a program with a particularly warm voice every night. I asked her to put down what she was doing and listen with me. Gradually, she also liked it. At fixed times, in different places, we listened to the same voice. Listening to the radio is different from listening to music; radio is live. You never know what the host will say next, or what the next song will be. We listened like that for several months. One day, she asked if my voice was as magnetic and pleasant as I thought. I said my voice is also magnetic, but it's a feminine one. She laughed. I immediately called her. Once, she casually took a picture of a delivery slip and asked me to see how her handwriting was. Actually, her handwriting wasn't very good, but I saved her phone number... That's how deep the tricks of an experienced driver run. Impressed? At first, she thought I was a scammer. After a few phone calls, I started flirting with her. I called her "little baby." She said that hearing that word made her feel something, a tingling sensation. So that's how I started leading her into this trap. I taught her how to masturbate. Having seen so many women, I knew her body even better than she did herself… She became addicted to the feeling. Later, she called me every day asking to play. Afterwards, she asked to meet me. I lacked confidence, so I refused. She persisted. So, we met. After all, I'm a man with a mysterious confidence. We agreed on a time and place. Since we didn't live far apart, and she knew the location I mentioned, I bought a bunch of love grass, mixed with other flowers, and brought it over. Not roses, because that was the cheapest. A few dozen yuan for a large bunch, and it wouldn't wilt easily. Remember: flowers and sweet words—no woman can resist. A few dozen yuan, enough to skip a pack of cigarettes, and both of you are happy. Giving roses leaves a lingering fragrance, right? I remember she had something come up and she was delayed. I was freezing in the park... Later, she brought me some sausages from her hometown. Yes, that's right. A beautiful Sichuan girl. When I saw her, I told her I was almost frozen and needed a hug. She was a 7.5 out of 10 in looks. Slightly prettier than the first girl. For a loser like me, that's lucky. You're telling me I can date a 9 out of 10? That's wishful thinking! The prettiest girl I ever dated was a 47-year-old mature woman... More to come later. Then we had dinner again. This time, the girl insisted on eating spicy food. I don't eat spicy food much, and I almost fainted from the spiciness that day. She kept teasing me about it. Afterward, I took her to a hotel I had booked in advance. I booked it beforehand. If she didn't come in with me, I would have to sleep alone. I told her this on a whim. She came in with me without hesitation. We kissed as soon as the door closed. I had looked up her zodiac sign beforehand, and based on our conversations, I knew she had a severe case of decision-making difficulties. You have to be incredibly proactive with a girl like that. Ideally, a very assertive approach. Pin her against the wall and kiss her. Her first kiss wasn't mine. She kissed her high school sweetheart. We kissed and touched each other. She's the kind of girl who's extremely sensitive. Later, I thought her hands were beautiful, so I took them and kissed them, sucking on each finger, which made her tremble all over... Pinning her against the wall wasn't enough, so I pushed her down onto the bed and kissed her. While kissing, I slipped my hand under her clothes and touched her body. Afterwards, I pulled her clothes up and kissed her breasts. She didn't know any of this, saying she was intoxicated by my kisses... Without her noticing, I took off her top. The situation was roughly the same as the first time. This time, she didn't resist much. There was no bleeding. No orgasm. This bothered me. After all, I've had many women, and orgasms are quite casual (bragging). Because I have patience. I have stamina. I'm willing to serve my partner. I'm gentle when I need to be, and forceful when I need to be. But this was definitely her first time. As I said before, the shyness and nervousness of a first time can't be faked. After that, I gave her a bath. I rinsed her sparse pubic hair with the tap. This made her tremble all over. Then I positioned her against the bathroom sink. This one wasn't as extreme as the first student girl. I won't go into the details. Later, when we met again, I noticed blood on my penis. I don't know if it was because I only broke her hymen the second time. Because some girls' hymens don't break easily, and some only break during childbirth.
Although she didn't say anything when we were together, she still disliked me. Deep down. I'm a sensitive and delicate person, so I always went along with her. Gradually, I discovered that beneath her beautiful exterior lay a crazy, unreasonable, willful, and capricious heart.
I spent money on her. I thought, what if the wind blows and I win her heart? She said she had a cold. I immediately went downstairs to buy medicine. I also bought an expensive box of flowers and packed it with the medicine to be shipped to her. I paid extra and begged the delivery driver to deliver it that day… There were many such incidents. But her subsequent actions disappointed me greatly. Once, I asked her out for a meal at a food street. While we were eating, she suddenly got angry and left for no apparent reason. After paying the bill, I went outside to check, but she was gone. I walk slowly, so I simply didn't chase after her. I've never been left hanging like this before. I'll take the initiative to dump you this time. That way, people will say I dumped my goddess. Hahaha. Of course, I was also very heartbroken. I immediately messaged her on WeChat to break up. That night, she blocked me. That day, I sat outside alone until the city lights came on before taking a bus home. When I went out, I was happy. When I came back, I was all alone. This feeling was very unpleasant. Later, I don't know why, she thought of me again. She added me and initiated conversation, but I no longer had that enthusiasm. Because I know my place. Besides, I couldn't stand her unreasonable behavior. Slowly, I faded away. Finally, I let go.
Later, she updated her WeChat Moments, saying she got into graduate school. I liked it. Then she started chatting with me again. We talked about her life. But I've completely let go. So I'm indifferent to her now. I'm not good enough for her anymore. After all, I'm just a mediocre student, while she's a graduate student.
I'm too tired to write about her anymore. I'll think about it slowly. I'll add more if there are any beautiful details. The most memorable thing is when I sucked her finger, and her body trembled. Also, Sichuan dialect is so beautiful.
Thank you to these two female students for passing through my life. You gave me the most precious things. If one day you look back and feel that you were taken advantage of the first time you gave me so hastily, my phone number and address haven't changed. You can come find me anytime. Give me your second, third, and fourth times too.
I wish the first female student all the best in her career. I still have your formal photo. Very handsome. Very beautiful. Keep it up.
Blessings to the second student girl. May you succeed in your studies. May you be less willful and actively make friends. Seeing the toys, water bottles, and snacks I bought for you in my online shopping records, I hope they can keep you company for a while, if you haven't thrown them away.
I've heard that women remember the first man who entered their bodies for a lifetime. I hope I show you my gentle side, and that your first time was a wonderful experience.
Okay. That's all for tonight. I won't check for typos anymore.
Passengers, please hold on tight and hold your breath. The old driver is about to launch a heavy-handed ride. Next update: mature women and older women.
Wishing all those who diligently read this post happiness and fulfillment. After all, so many words are also a kind of torture for your eyes. By the way, I recommend some eye drops. Santen from Japan. The stimulation when you put them in is amazing!
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