[I Slept with a Female Classmate from Middle School] (The End) Author: Chunsong

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Author: Chunsong
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When I was in junior high school, I was quite handsome and was considered a "male god" by several female classmates. Please
forgive my self-praise .

It was the first semester of my third year of junior high, a beautiful autumn day. One day, a male classmate whispered to me, "Lan
likes you, did you know?"

I said I didn't know. Lan wasn't my type, but I felt she was quite well-endowed.

However, I was curious about what it felt like to be liked by a girl nearby during class,
what it was like to be in a relationship, so I agreed to date Lan.

Lan wrote me a letter, saying she longed for the feeling of walking and embracing under the moonlight with her lover.

But we never actually went for a moonlight walk, never even went on a date, and never held hands.
Dating a woman you don't love is a painful and arduous thing, so we
broke up not long after.

Then, after graduation, we went our separate ways and slowly lost touch. I only vaguely heard that she married
someone far away.

Many years passed like this…

A few years ago, I started missing my old classmates, so I tried my best to contact a few of them and created a QQ group.
More and more classmates joined, including many I hadn't heard from in years.

I finally found Lan. We called several times; except for the first call, she was the one who called after that.
It seems she still hasn't let go of her first love after all this time.

One night, I asked her if her breasts were big and if they had sagged.

She said no!

I didn't believe her and said, "Are you just bragging?"

She said they really hadn't sagged. She even suddenly blurted out, "If you appeared in front of me now, I'd be
your woman!"

I could only take it as a joke. At the time, we lived far apart, and I couldn't go to her place, nor could I be
her woman.

Over the years, I've imagined sleeping with her a few times—big butt, big breasts,
panting beneath me. But it's always just a fantasy.

This year, I learned she had gone back to her hometown. I contacted her and invited her out. She agreed. We arranged
to meet at a certain park.

At that time, we hadn't seen each other for many years, and both of us had changed. I saw her at the park
entrance ; she still vaguely retained the same air and charm as before. Wearing a short skirt, she exuded a unique femininity.

We walked along, making small talk. I really wanted to sleep with her, but I was wondering where to start.

After walking for a long time, we finally found a bench to sit on, and I put my arm around her waist.

She responded enthusiastically, putting her arm around me.

I was secretly delighted; I thought I had a chance. After all, I was her dream man back then, and now I was sitting next to her,
holding her; how could she not be happy?

However, there were a few onlookers nearby giving us strange looks. I immediately got up, put my arm around her, and slowly
found a secluded spot to sit down. I asked her, "Did you really tell me back then that your breasts hadn't sagged yet?"

She said it was true, and I said I had to touch it to see if I was lying. So I reached out and touched her, and she didn't resist at all
. I got bolder and slowly rubbed her breasts through her clothes.

After a while, I asked her how much she weighed. She said about 100 pounds. I said I'd try to hug her, so I lifted her
onto my lap. Now I wasn't satisfied with just touching one breast; I rubbed both of them back and forth, while my crotch was already
hard and eager to get started.

I suggested that there were too many people here, and we might accidentally run into acquaintances. Why don't we find a quiet
place ? Or maybe we could just get a room and chat?

Now the truth was out: she firmly refused. I said that even if we got a room, it didn't necessarily mean we'd sleep together. She
shook her head and said she absolutely wouldn't go to a room.

The duck that was about to be in my grasp was about to fly away, and my little brother had been hard for a long time. I had to give it
a chance, so how could I not be anxious? I started kneading her breasts more intensely, spouting nonsense like how it's not easy to meet like this,
and that this might be the only time in a lifetime, trying to win her
over with both physical pleasure and emotional seduction.

Sure enough, after a few moments, she finally nodded in agreement, and we got up to leave. But

as soon as I stood up, I realized my crotch was bulging, which was quite unsightly. I had to pull my shirt out of my pants
to cover it up.

I hailed a taxi and asked them to find me a hotel.

After driving for a while, the driver said, "How about this place?" I looked and saw it was near my relatives' place, so I said, "Let's go somewhere else."

Finally, we found a hotel and got a room. Once in the room, I couldn't wait to hug her from behind, ready to touch
her breasts flirt with her. I'd only been touching them with one hand while holding her with the other, and I really wanted to try touching them with both hands.

But before I could even start, she said, "Don't stand, go to the bed." Then she went to lie down on the bed.

I was surprised to see she was more eager than me? Do women generally not like standing?

I didn't stand on ceremony, and without even taking off my clothes, I pinned her down, my target still her breasts.

After touching them for a while, I reached for her crotch, trying to take off her clothes. But I couldn't. Just as I was wondering how to
get her clothes off,

she smiled sweetly and said, "I'll take them off myself. You don't know how." So she got off the bed and started taking off her clothes. I
watched from the side. Actually, I like undressing women, but I didn't have the chance today.

Seeing her breasts exposed, I looked closely and couldn't help but sigh: "They really aren't sagging at all. They're just not big,
but they're not small either."

I said, "You used to have big breasts, how come they've gotten smaller?"

She chuckled, "How do you know I used to have big breasts?" I said, "I touched them, how come I didn't know?"

She said, "You touched them back then? If you really touched them back then, I would have clung to you and would never have married someone from afar."

I thought to myself, "Thank goodness I didn't touch them." Being with someone you don't love for a long time is unpleasant, but
that doesn't stop you from having casual sex.

I watched as she took off her panties, wriggling a couple of times as she did so, until

she was completely naked. Lan used to have a big butt, but now it's completely different; her butt is much smaller. I
simply can't understand how a girl with a big butt could become a woman with a small butt.

Lan lay back on the bed, looking completely at ease. I didn't hold back either, quickly
stripping off my clothes. I clearly saw Lan glance at my penis.

I started kissing Lan's breasts passionately; I really enjoy touching a woman's breasts.

I glanced at her genitals; there wasn't much hair, but her labia were a bit dark. I initially thought about licking
her genitals, but then decided against it. I touched her clitoris, but she didn't react much.

I remembered the first time I touched my fiancée's genitals; as soon as I slipped my hand inside and touched the slit, she
gasped and tensed.

But this Lan, I touched her genitals and she didn't react much either. I was a little disappointed. But then I thought, she
's not a novice; she's quite experienced. She's nothing like my fiancée, a girl with no sexual experience.
So I let it go.

After some foreplay, I spread her legs and began to penetrate
her. She had been waiting for this moment, her legs spread wide.

After a few thrusts, I asked her, "Do you prefer mobile or Unicom?"

She paused, then understood and laughed, saying she liked both! So I became more vigorous.

Soon she started to cooperate, thrusting upwards with all her might beneath me!

I've never seen a woman thrust so high beneath me; she thrusts just as fast as I come! That
's one of the reasons I love her so much.

Before we slept together, I didn't realize how unique every woman is in bed. Lan's unique characteristic
is ability to reciprocate, a very impressive one.

But she doesn't moan or make any noises. That's what's frustrating. My
wife moans very loudly when she's aroused, so loud I worry about disturbing the neighbors, but she doesn't care and
just keeps

I asked her if she'd ever thought about sleeping with me. She said she had. I asked if she'd ever thought about actually being with me

. She said no. I said, "When you said you'd be my
woman, did you think about this now? You didn't expect to actually be with me, did you?"

She said, "You were a little impatient earlier. You're already here, what are you afraid I'll run away from?"

I told her that if she came to this date today, she should be prepared to be fucked. Had she thought about being fucked by me today?

She said she had, but I said, "You just said it yourself, a date but no sex, everyone's so busy!" She even thought maybe I
wouldn't fuck her, was she really that bad?

After thrusting for a while, I suggested a different position, from behind. She said she didn't know how.

I had her kneel on the edge of the bed, and I stood on the floor, thrusting directly into her ass.

She said she'd never done this before; her husband only ever did one position, which was to lie on top
of thrust violently, but he'd finish quickly. I was a little incredulous; how could modern people still only use such
traditional positions?

Her ass was a bit small for doggy style, and honestly, I liked fucking big asses like that. I asked her how she prevented pregnancy.

She said she hadn't used any contraception, and hadn't been able to conceive for years.

I said, "You and your husband can't conceive, but it's not certain with me. What if you do get pregnant?"

She said, "It's okay, I'll thank you if I do!"

Her words made me even more hesitant to ejaculate inside her, so I suggested we do it standing up.

Standing was a position I liked; she had one foot on the edge of the bed and the other on the ground, essentially spreading her legs. I
held her buttocks with both hands, teasingly pressing my penis against her crotch, saying, "Where's your hole? I can't find it,
did you hide it?" I invited her to help me find the entrance.

She shook her head, refusing to let me find it myself. I pretended to thrust for a while before penetrating her, forcefully pushing her buttocks towards
me. At first, the speed was a bit fast, and she could still cooperate a few times.

Later, I used more force and faster speed, and she could only follow my rhythm, completely relinquishing
control of her body; everything was under my control. At the height of the passion, I heard her make a sound that was almost a cry, but
only once. I also ejaculated, fulfilling her wish, inside her.

But in this position, due to gravity, what went inside would fall out. There was a possibility of pregnancy, but in the throes of pleasure,
I didn't care that much.

After the passion subsided, we quickly showered and said goodbye.

The next day, she called me several times; it seemed she had nothing to do all day and was probably thinking about me. She

called again the following evening, asking me to go out. I didn't stand on ceremony; we met at our usual spot, hugged
a few times, chatted for a while, and then I suggested we go to a hotel.

She was still hesitant to go, but I thought to myself, why ask me out if she's not going to sleep with me? A little while later, we got up and headed to the hotel.

This time, it wasn't as rushed as last time. Last time we just found a small hotel; this time, I had already planned
to find a nice hotel to have my way with her properly.

The hotel was nice. As soon as we entered the room, I told her to go

take a shower first. Without a word, she immediately started taking off her clothes. I watched as this woman took off her skirt, stockings, bra,
and panties.

After she went into the shower, I naturally went for a shower with her, and entered her with my erection. I rubbed her back,
touching and nibbling her breasts, unable to stop. Then I had her wash my penis. Then, in a standing position, I entered
her. Not long after, we changed positions again, having her stand in front of the mirror while I entered her from behind.

She didn't know how to do it, saying she'd never done it before. I had her spread her legs a little, lean forward slightly, and thrust in and out
many times. I joked, "Now you can brag to your husband when you get back, saying I went back to my hometown and
learned so many positions." She smiled.

Back in bed, I carefully stroked her genitals. I noticed her pubic hair was easy to shed; it came off with a gentle tug.

Suddenly, I had a whimsical idea: I
'd pluck a lot of pubic hair to keep as a souvenir. She didn't object. So I plucked a lot of pubic hair and put it on the bedside table; I genuinely wanted to keep it to remember her.

Then, back to the old position, I pinned her down and thrust violently, and she responded joyfully from below.

I asked, "Is this me fucking you or you fucking me?"

She said both! Damn, so she was fucking me too.

I rolled over, putting her on top. She was a little reluctant, unaccustomed to the more aggressive approach.

I ignored her and thrust repeatedly.

During a break, she whispered, "Don't pull out." I asked, "Do you feel good when I'm inside you?" She said yes. I said,
"In that case I'll fuck you a few more times!" I fucked her until she was weak all over, her eyes glazed over, letting out soft moans.

There was one more position I liked women to do that I hadn't tried yet: a woman lying on the edge of the bed with her legs spread apart.
Just thinking about that position made my blood boil.

Today, my female classmate was in bed, so naturally I wouldn't let this golden opportunity pass me by. I positioned her like that on the bed. I
stood in front of the bed observing her for a long time, finding the slit between her legs particularly alluring. I immediately straddled her and gave her another good
thrust.

Lan cried again. I don't know if the crying felt good or bad to her, I
didn't ask. I felt very good, and I told her it was called "daytime sex."

Actually, I wanted to try some other positions, but I saw that she was quite traditional and didn't like strange positions,
so I let it go. But I made a request: I wanted her to give me oral sex. She immediately refused, saying she had never done it before.

I tried to coax her, but nothing worked. When I pressed her, she said she would do it next time. I was helpless; she really didn't know how and
didn't want to. Not being able to see my penis go in and out of her mouth was a lifelong regret!

It was getting late, almost midnight, and we prepared to sleep. Seeing her lying on her side on the bed, her crotch just a
slit , looking at me affectionately, I thought I had to have sex a few more times that night. Holding her for one night
would be a once-in-a-lifetime pleasure.

But then my mother called, urging me to come home, and this dream was not realized.

I could only check out dejectedly. Now, thinking back on that scene, I feel deep regret. Why didn't I hold her down from behind and ejaculate
inside her before leaving?

But I forgot to take her pubic hair; my grand ambition to see her pubic hair and remember her was ultimately unfulfilled. So many of
her pubic hairs were once right in front of me, but I didn't cherish them, I forgot to take them… I can't exactly ask someone to send me
a few pubic hairs today, can I?

Once I leave, the chances of doing something like this again are slim…

[The End]

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