Birthday Night Girl

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Believe it or not, it's true. I met her while queuing for milk tea at school. She was petite, with a pretty face even without makeup, and spoke softly—a perfect match for my type. So, I shamelessly asked for her WeChat. A few days ago, I tried to chat with her, but she was unresponsive, so I guessed she had someone she liked. About a month later, I messaged her again and found she had deleted me. I shamelessly added her back, and surprisingly, she wasn't as cold as before (I later learned that her online boyfriend had broken up with her). I already thought she was very young, but I was still a little surprised when she told me she was born in 2000, but at least she was an adult. We chatted casually about our experiences and hobbies. She said she had never had a real-life relationship besides online dating, which made her seem very innocent and naive (I later found out she had already learned to masturbate and flirt online). I didn't dare to be presumptuous, so I pretended to be very serious and didn't dare to bring up any inappropriate topics. We chatted for about ten days. One day, I bought a movie ticket and planned to go see a movie after evening self-study. Before leaving, I sent her the ticket, and she asked why I didn't invite her to the movie. I was a little surprised, as I had planned to take things slowly, but things had progressed so quickly. Since she said that, I suggested buying another ticket and watching it together after her get out of class. I finally waited until her get out of class ended (graduate class at 11 pm) and drove to pick her up. It had been a long time since my first fleeting glimpse of her, and her image was now just a blurry outline in my mind. When I picked her up, I was still excited and happy to see her pretty face again, feeling like I had found a treasure. The process was uneventful; she didn't talk much, and I did almost all the talking. After the movie, I took her back to her dorm and said a quiet goodbye. After the first time, it was easier to ask her out again. I invited her to dinner, and after dinner, we went shopping. While shopping, I tried to hold her hand, but she was a little disappointed. She was still quiet, and the process was still uneventful. On my third birthday, I treated her to dinner again. She said she had bought me a gift, and I had prepared a gift for her in advance. This time the atmosphere was slightly better, and she was able to say a few words. After dinner, I suggested watching a movie, and the process was still very proper. It was past midnight when the movie ended, so I took a taxi back to school together. She fell asleep on the way, and when we arrived at school, I called her for a long time without any response. At this point, I naturally assumed she was trying to convey some kind of message to me. I gently kissed her cheek, but she still pretended to be asleep. I said, "How about we go to my rented room outside the school?" When she didn't respond, I asked the driver to turn around and drive directly to my place. When we arrived, she was still asleep, and I couldn't wake her up no matter how much I called her. Helpless, I had to try to carry her upstairs. Although she was small, it was still quite difficult to carry her out of the car and upstairs. She woke up when we got to the door. At this point, something devastating happened: she insisted on going home, and nothing I did could coax her. She was determined, and she even started to cry. At that moment, I really didn't want to send her back. My mind was racing. First, sending her back in the middle of the night and then going home would take almost an hour, which was exhausting. Second, the feeling of losing what I had almost got was terrible. I continued to reason with her, and after a long time, she finally agreed to stay. I gave her one of my pajamas and told her to go wash up. After I washed up, I went to bed. I had promised not to touch her; she faced inwards and I faced her. We lay there for over an hour, neither of us sleepy. I could feel her excitement. Now that I was sure I would get her tonight, I wasn't in such a hurry anymore. I played hard to get. My hard penis was pressing against her buttocks, and when I tried to push harder, she didn't resist. So I gently placed my hand on her waist, and I could clearly feel her breathing quicken. I told her, "Why don't you turn around?" She obediently turned to face me. I naturally kissed her, and she cooperated, opening her lips and sticking out her tongue. Our tongues and lips intertwined. My penis was already painfully hard, pressing against her abdomen and thighs. During the kiss, my hands naturally started to wander, first attacking from above, my right hand slipping under her pajamas from behind, quickly unhooking her bra with one hand. The girl's breasts were soft, and she didn't stop me, only her breathing grew heavier. After rubbing them for a while, I slowly moved down, slipping my hand under her pajama bottoms and touching her private parts through her underwear. My fingers could feel the warm, wet sensation. After touching her for a while, I started trying to slip my hand under her underwear. She gave a token resistance, but then stopped. At this moment, I finally had direct contact with her most private parts. Her pubic hair was sparse, and she was already soaked with moisture. I would gently circle my fingers and then cover her entire vulva with my palm, rubbing it. Throughout the process, we kissed without stopping, and she kept breathing heavily. This continued for an unknown amount of time. Because she told me she had never been in a relationship, I didn't plan to go all the way, but this was clearly not enough for me. So I tried asking her if I could lick her genitals. She said shyly, "That's so embarrassing, no way!" Although she said no, I could tell from her tone that she was still looking forward to it. So I gave her a token explanation of the various benefits of oral sex, as a way to save face. She said okay, but only for 10 seconds. I then lifted the covers from below and crawled into bed. After getting into bed, I didn't rush. First, I took off her pajama bottoms and kissed her through her underwear for a while, then slowly pulled her underwear down. Because the lights were off and we were in bed, I couldn't see her, so I could only explore with my tongue and lips. As soon as my mouth touched hers, she instantly clamped her legs around my head, making my lips and the surrounding area covered in her juices. Her moans grew louder and louder, and she had long forgotten the ten-second agreement. I don't know how many ten-second intervals I licked before my tongue got tired, so I climbed on top of her. As soon as I climbed on top of her and my face was close to hers, she impatiently grabbed my head and kissed me intensely, as if she was sucking on something. This surprised and delighted me, because many girls are unwilling to kiss a guy who has just given them oral sex. While kissing, I casually took off my underwear, releasing my long-suppressed member. I guided her hand to grasp it and stroke it up and down. She awkwardly stroked it while kissing me. This level of stimulation clearly wasn't enough for me to climax. Although I really wanted her to give me oral sex, I was afraid of scaring her, so I didn't dare to be impulsive (which later proved to be overthinking). So I had to take matters into my own hands. My left hand went under her head, holding her shoulder tightly, my lips sucking her saliva, while my right hand quickly stroked her, and I ejaculated on her stomach in no time. I got out of bed to clean her and myself up, then we chatted, and she said it was her first kiss. Because it was so late, we fell asleep after a short while. [The End]

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