The true story my girlfriend told me

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January 1st, New Year's Day. At noon, the school arranged for everyone to go to a movie screening at a nearby coal mine auditorium. I deliberately waited at the school gate
with my bicycle. After a while, Yue'er slowly walked out by herself. I hurriedly greeted her,
"Yue'er, what a coincidence! Let me give you a ride, the movie is about to start."

Yue'er hesitated for a moment, "Okay, I'll just hitch a ride!"

"Yue'er, did you read the letter I gave you?" After a while, she asked softly, "Yes!"

I mustered up my courage and said, "Yue'er, I like you. Let me take good care of you, okay?" The bicycle bumped
, and Yue'er hurriedly held onto my waist, her head slowly resting on my back...

We found a seat at the back of the auditorium. I looked around to make sure no one was watching and secretly grabbed her hand
. Yue'er was startled and tried to pull her hand back, but I held on tightly. After a few struggles, afraid of being seen, she let me hold
on.

We had no idea what the movie was about. We only
realized .

We walked back slowly together, and before we knew it, we were in the grove of trees next to the school. It was already dark.
Neither of us spoke; neither of us knew how to break the awkward silence.

"Moon, I like you. I love you. Be my girlfriend, okay?"

"To be honest, I like you too, but I'm not good enough for you..." A soft sob came from behind.

"Moon, I truly love you. Tell me about any difficulties or grievances you face, and we'll face them together, okay
?" A soft sigh escaped. "I need to tell you something first. If you can accept it, then we can talk, okay?"

"Okay, go ahead!"

My family is from Shewang Town in the north of the city. I have three sisters. My father is the head of the People's Armed Forces Department, in charge of conscription, and he participated
in the Sino-Vietnamese War. Because my family is relatively well-off, I'm tall, have fair skin, and a cheerful personality,
many boys pursue me. One boy from the neighboring village—the one you met, the one who drove me
there —his family is alright; they both work in the coal mines. He pursued me diligently, trying to please me in every way, and we got together!
He was just a petty hoodlum, idle all day, working as a security guard at a coal mine. The day before I was to report for duty, he
picked me up on his motorcycle and took me to his home, buying me lots of food and clothes.

After dinner, we walked hand in hand along the village path, a gentle breeze blowing, stars twinkling, the moonlight shining brightly
. We lay on a haystack, he held me in his arms, gently kissing my face, forehead, ears, and
nose , and I awkwardly responded. His hands restlessly stroked my back, his tongue licking my
lips, warm and slippery like a snake's forked tongue. My pink tongue tentatively met his, and
as soon as our tongues touched, they began to intertwine and suck. He sucked and licked desperately, the unique fragrance of a young girl stimulating
his primal desires.

He pressed down on my slightly writhing body, the friction of our bodies making me tremble slightly, his breath
hot as he frantically pressed against my breasts. My breasts weren't large, but they were delicate, white, firm, and smooth
, which further aroused his animalistic desires. His hands kneaded them with different strengths and methods, like a hungry wolf tearing at my
clothes. His hands had already reached between my legs, where the sparse pubic hair was a muddy mess.

I struggled, "No, not now, please..."

He opened his eyes wide, burning with desire, and knelt beside me, "Give me Yue'er, I'm afraid you'll
forget me after you go to the city, I can't live without you!"

He gripped my naked legs tightly, staring at my wet, pink vulva, and took my
two , sticking out his long, sharp tongue to lick and suck the already hardened clitoris, frantically sucking the milky white,
transparent love fluid that seeped out, covering his face. I groaned weakly, "No... ah... ah... no... don't
!"

He had already taken off his clothes at some point, stroking his penis with his hand. I glanced at it in fear; it was probably
as long and thick as a pen, the foreskin still intact, standing straight up, a drop of fluid dripping down in
a thin thread. He seemed unable to hold back any longer, hoisting my legs onto his shoulders, adjusting the angle, and thrusting
in hard.

"Ah... it hurts... it's swollen... ah... it hurts so much... ah..." I gritted my teeth, my whole body trembling,
my face pale. He was so excited about taking my virginity that he thrust hard, piercing the flesh that had never been touched by
a man . I could feel my hymen trembling, as if saying, "If this man can't marry
you, how can you face your future husband?"

For some reason, tears streamed down my face silently! He thrust again, breaking my virginity.
The mucous membranes and tender flesh inside my vagina spasmed violently under the friction of his penis, as if in revenge. My love juice mixed with my virgin blood flowed
down my buttocks from the opening, cool and sticky…

After a few thrusts, he let out a dry howl and ejaculated. I felt a mix of emotions, a
terrible feeling. I didn't experience any orgasm or sexual bliss; it was like a balloon that had been deflated.

We did it a few more times on and off. In December, my period didn't come, and I felt something was wrong. After a checkup,
I found out I was more than a month pregnant. He told me that his family didn't approve of our relationship, and that they had introduced him
to someone else, and they were getting married the following month. He apologized and told me to forget him. Sigh! What could I do? He took me
to a single-building hospital for an abortion. I was too ashamed to stay in the hospital and didn't want to see him, so I went back to school the next day
.

Now we've broken up, that's the situation. You decide what to do! If you accept this reality
, I'll be your girlfriend. If not, we'll still be classmates, so don't contact me again!

I'm leaving now…

I lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and my head felt like it was splitting open. To be honest, I have a virginity complex
. I don't have the heart to accept a "second-hand" woman! The cigarette burned my fingers, and I became
a little more aware. Damn it, slut, used woman, saying I have to sleep with her a few times before letting go!

No one brought up the past again, but I still have a lingering resentment, I can't get over that hurdle! As a result, I slept with both of my
sisters-in-law, and this continued for about three years before I finally found some balance! But that
's a story for another time; I'll write about it later!
[The End]

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