School trip romantic encounter

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My classmate's last name is Y, and hers is Q. The air conditioning is very cold. She and my classmate are in the row behind me, and she says it's very cold. I gave her a pair of dry clothes so she could wear them. When we arrived at our destination, a fairly large seaside hotel, she gave them back to me. The story begins with those clothes. Because my classmate was there, we spent those few days together, even our hotel rooms were next to each other. We ate, drank, and had fun for six days. Every day she wore a t-shirt, short skirt, stockings, sneakers, or high heels. I like women dressed like that. She wasn't tall, but her legs were very shapely and well-proportioned. Combined with stockings, it was exciting. On the seventh night, we had a group dinner, and then a few of us who got along well went to a karaoke bar. Unfortunately, I had severe pharyngitis and a sore throat. Actually, I sing very well. Everyone egged me on to sing a song. I chose Li Zongsheng's "Bewitched." They played the original recording. I said I couldn't sing it, so they should just listen. We played at the karaoke bar until after midnight. I was almost drunk, as was Q, so I took her and Y back to the hotel. The rest of us planned to stay until dawn, and then went back to our respective hotels. I went to the room, took off my clothes and showered. I had just lain down and turned on my phone when I saw a message from my classmate asking what I was doing. I said I had just finished showering and was lying down. She said, "Don't sleep, I'm coming to find you." So I opened the door, and my classmate came in, grabbed my penis, and said, "I want to have sex with you." I was stunned. I don't like this. Especially since my classmate doesn't have breasts... So I refused. My classmate was very sad and left. Then I went to sleep. In the early morning, this person called and said that Y cried half the night before falling asleep. She asked me what was wrong. I told her not to ask. It wasn't good. She said to wait for me, that we should talk. So I opened the door again. Q came in, wearing a nightgown. Her white legs and full, fair cleavage were slightly exposed. She asked me what was wrong, and I said nothing, I didn't want to talk about it. She said I must have bullied Y, and I said I hadn't, I just rejected her confession. I said she was too direct, grabbing my hand right away, and I couldn't accept it. She laughed. She asked me what kind of woman I liked, and I said I liked women with good skin, good temperament, and intelligence. I didn't like someone like Y, she was too scary. We talked about many other things until dawn, and then I asked her to go fishing at the reservoir. That afternoon, the bus took us back to the company. Then I rested for a day, and then worked for a few more days. On the weekend, I arranged to pick her up, drove to pick her up, and took our fishing gear to the reservoir. The tent and fishing gear were all set up, the bait was prepared, and I chatted with her in the tent while waiting for the fish to bite. We caught a few pounds of crucian carp and grass carp in the morning, and had grilled fish for lunch. In the afternoon, she said she was sleepy. So she went to sleep, and I watched her from the side, touching her leg. She didn't resist or refuse. Then I straightened her body and continued touching her. She said I was being a pervert. I said I was smitten the first time I saw her. When I touched her inner thigh, I could clearly feel she was wet. She grabbed my hand to stop me from continuing, but I couldn't give up halfway. I pulled her hand away, tore open her stockings, and pressed one hand against her labia, sucking on her lips. She shook her head in refusal. When my fingers entered her vagina, she groaned and went limp. I took off her top and skirt, revealing a purple lace bra and panties. Pulling aside the crotch, I saw her fair, rounded mons pubis with sparse pubic hair. Her labia majora were the same white as her skin, and her labia minora were pink, with a lovely shape. It was hard to imagine that a woman in her forties could still have such perfect color. Seeing me staring at her vulva, she pushed me away forcefully, intending to put her skirt back on. I pressed her legs down, kissed her vulva, sucked and licked her clitoris, and inserted my tongue into her vagina. At first, she struggled and resisted. Absolutely. A minute later, she collapsed beneath me. Her juices were all over my face and mouth. They tasted a little salty, fishy, and slightly sour. A very strange taste. Taking off her bra, I noticed her breasts were full, though somewhat sagging. A woman in her forties wouldn't have the firmness of a young girl's. But I was still surprised. Sucking on her erect, slightly dark nipples, my fingers teased her vulva, my middle and ring fingers inserted into her vagina, probing her opening with my fingers. She writhed and moaned. I whispered in her ear, "The first time I saw you, I wanted to fuck you." I'll either rape you or seduce you. When my tongue licked her ear, she arched her back, groaned loudly, and climaxed. Her juices flowed all over my hand. I pulled down my pants, took out my penis, and had her masturbate a few times before I inserted it. It was a little loose, after all, she'd given birth. After thrusting for over ten minutes, I ejaculated inside her. Then I wiped her clean with a wet wipe. She lay limp in the tent, her body trembling, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. I massaged her breasts and asked her how it felt. "How was it?" She rolled her eyes and said the consecutive orgasms felt great. From that day on, we frequently booked hotel rooms. Various positions, various ways of playing. She said she never knew women could be so sexually fulfilled. One time, we made love all day long. Aside from eating and drinking, it was just sex. By the time we finished our last round, it was already dark. She said she never imagined she could become so slutty, nor that anal sex could be so pleasurable. She also never imagined she could drink semen. We maintained our affair for four years, until I got married. Many things happened during that time that moved me deeply.

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