[A chance encounter I had at a supermarket during my college years]

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A Chance Encounter at a Supermarket During My College Years
Author: Unknown
Even now, I still occasionally think of her, and the story between us…
Many years have passed, and perhaps she was my first romantic encounter, so the impression she left is the most profound… This is a
true story that happened to me. If you don't believe it, just treat it as a story… I'm just
recording and commemorating it in this way. The "Xiaoxue" mentioned in the text isn't her real name; because she liked
snow, I always called her Xiaoxue… I
remember I was a sophomore in college. It started on a Saturday afternoon. That day, I was aimlessly
wandering the streets (perhaps it was fate; normally, I wouldn't go shopping alone, even if my classmates dragged me
, but that day I suddenly had a strong urge to go shopping). Feeling thirsty, I went to a nearby supermarket to buy a bottle of water. And then…
I met her…
I met her while choosing things in the supermarket. Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, she was the kind of woman who grew on you the more you looked at her
. At the time, I estimated her height to be between 165-167 cm. She had an oval face, though it was slightly chubby
; willow-leaf eyebrows; large eyes; long legs; and most importantly, a large, firm chest. I couldn't help but
glance at her a couple more times. She sensed my gaze and looked back at me. Our eyes met, and I felt
a smile in her eyes, but we only looked at each other for three or four seconds before she looked away
and walked away. (While I wouldn't call myself handsome, I definitely make a good first impression. Just being a little narcissistic.
Hehe.)
I grabbed a bottle of spring water to pay, but unexpectedly, she was in front of me in line. I could faintly smell a fragrance emanating from her
... Sigh, I thought to myself, whoever manages to win her over is incredibly lucky.
The story begins... When she went to pay, she searched her purse thoroughly but couldn't find her wallet. Frustrated, she furrowed her brow and
searched every corner of her body. I glanced at the meter; it was only a few dozen yuan worth of items, so I took out a fifty-yuan
note and handed it to the cashier to settle her bill. She looked up and saw me, smiled helplessly, and I smiled back.
She went out first, and after I paid, I walked out of the supermarket. She was standing there, and when she saw me come out, she came up and said,
"Thank you, classmate. My dorm is nearby. Why don't you come with me and I'll pay you back?"
I smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's no problem." She said, "Let's go, as long as it doesn't interfere with your plans." I
said, "Hehe, how about I wait for you at the drink bar up ahead... I won't go to your dorm." She said, "Okay,
then wait for me a moment, just a moment!" "After saying that, she quickly walked away.
I went to the drink bar and found a seat by the window. Actually, I wasn't worried she wouldn't come, because her
eyes told me she definitely would. I don't know why, but from that first glance when our eyes met in the supermarket,
I felt that things wouldn't end so soon... Sure enough, less than ten minutes later, I saw
her rushing over from the opposite side of the street, jogging across the road. By the time she reached me, she was a little out of breath
, especially her chest heaving up and down—it was so alluring. I ordered her an orange juice, the kind with pulp.
She sat down and exclaimed in surprise, 'How did you know I like orange juice?' Actually, it was by chance.
But I said 'I felt' and she smiled. Then she pulled out her wallet from her back pocket, found a fifty-yuan note, and handed it to me.
I said, 'I'm not sitting here waiting for you to pay me back, but rather, maybe I'll gain a friend?' She paused
, then understood, and said, 'Really? What do you think?'" I raised an eyebrow and said to her, "Facts
prove it.
I can have another friend, don't you think?" She lowered her hand that was handing over the money, her face slightly flushed.
Indeed, looking at her so closely, especially when she blushed, she was particularly beautiful. I immediately said, "How about you
buy me a drink?" I then snapped out of my reverie, smiled, and said, "Okay!" "
And so, we sat in that drink bar and chatted for the whole afternoon. From our conversation, I learned that she was two years older than me.
She was a junior at a nearby business school, and also the publicity minister of the student union—in short,
a notable figure at school. Her phone rang several times; two guys called, wanting to ask her out for
dinner that evening, but she declined both times because she had plans. Finally, I learned from her that she had a boyfriend, but he
was studying in another city, and they only saw each other every few months. That's why other guys at school were persistent in pursuing her…
We chatted like old friends, from afternoon until dusk. Seeing that it was getting late
, I said to her, 'Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner.' She hesitated for a moment, then agreed, but on the condition
that she pay, since I hadn't asked her to pay me back. Hehe, actually, with my goal achieved, what difference did it make who paid?
Since she insisted, we just found a small restaurant and ate something simple. "
However, a little incident happened during dinner. We found a restaurant near her school, and
we ran into one of the boys she had rejected that afternoon. The boy came over with a glass of wine and said sarcastically,
"Xiaoxue, is this the boy you were dating?" Her face immediately turned red.
I stood up with my glass, poured myself a drink, and said, "First time meeting you, I don't know how to address you. Do you know
my sister? As her brother, I'll drink this first!" After saying that, I downed it in one gulp (actually, it was beer
). Seeing my nonchalant attitude, he said, "Sure, sure," and downed his own. I said, "How about we drink together
?" The boy, seeing Xiaoxue glaring at him, said, "No, no." After the boy left,
Xiaoxue said, "Let's go, she ruined my good mood." With that, she took my hand and we left together
. (Note: She took my hand first. It felt so light at the time. Hehe.)
Outside, a gentle breeze caressed us. She immediately let go of my hand and walked on without a word. I
followed her slowly. After a while, she turned around and asked, "Don't you want to ask anything?"
I chuckled and said, "I like it when people are honest." She burst out laughing and said, "I didn't expect
you to be so naughty!" Then she told me about the boy. Apparently, the boy was the class monitor from the class next door, and
he had been pursuing Xiaoxue. Xiaoxue rejected him because she had a boyfriend, but he wouldn't give up and continued...
They were still bothering each other. Xiaoxue had scolded him harshly before, but it hadn't had much effect, so she had to keep avoiding him. "
So that's how it is," I told Xiaoxue. "If he bothers you again, I'll teach him a lesson for you." Xiaoxue
smiled and said, "What will you use to protect me?" I patted my chest and said, "I'll protect you with my body
." She giggled and said, "With your not-so-strong physique?" I
scratched my head sheepishly. She laughed, turned her face to the side, and said softly, "Thank you." At that moment, I should have
hugged her and comforted her, but I didn't. I said, "I have to go. Leave me your phone number.
" She smiled helplessly and said, "Aren't you always waiting for others to confess?" I chuckled and said, "Sometimes
it's better for the guy to take the initiative." And just like that, she gave me her phone number, and our first meeting
ended
...
In the days that followed, we kept in touch via text message, and I vaguely sensed an ambiguity in her messages
...
"Little sleepyhead, are you up yet? The sun's shining on your butt!"
"Silly girl, what are you doing now? Daydreaming? Hehe..."
"I've been busy all day, so tired." "What have you been doing?"
...
Actually, I was thinking about her too. "Sigh, but she has a boyfriend,
how can I..." I
was incredibly conflicted. To be honest, from the moment I met her, I'd had feelings for her, but what started as
physical attraction had slowly evolved into romantic feelings...
I felt like we hadn't seen each other for quite a while, actually only about ten days. Although we kept in touch , we
hadn't met in person. So, on the weekend, I called her to ask what she was doing. She told
me they had to rehearse for a performance, so it seemed our plans were off. But the fact that she could have dinner with me on the weekend was at least some
consolation.
We chose a rather romantic restaurant for our date, and it wasn't expensive. She arrived late, already
out of breath and covered in sweat. I felt a little sorry for her and asked why she was in such a rush. She chuckled and said, "I wanted
to see you as soon as possible." Although I knew she was just teasing me, I actually quite liked it.I took
some wet wipes from my bag. She tried to take them, but I didn't let her. Instead, I gently wiped her face. She instinctively leaned
back, but ultimately didn't refuse. So, I silently wiped her face, and she quietly watched me. At that moment,
I felt our relationship was subtle and ambiguous, but neither of us mentioned it or broke the ice.
We just quietly enjoyed the moment as time passed…
After I finished wiping her face, I found her rosy cheeks even more beautiful. Actually, she was quite pretty to begin with
. After dinner, we went back to our respective schools.
Later, I texted her, asking if she felt warm and cozy at the time. She refused to answer… Haha.
What truly changed our relationship was the talent show at her school. That day, she
texted me early, saying there was a performance at her school that night and asking if I wanted to go. I teased her, asking,
"What role would I play?" She replied, "Friend." I said it wasn't clear. She replied, "Younger brother." I still
said it wasn't clear. Finally, she said, "Come if you want, don't come if you don't." "Actually, everyone understands what's going on here. When
a girl invites you like this, it means she really hopes you can come...
So I dressed up a bit... I don't want people to immediately recognize me as a student,
so even though I was dressed casually, I felt my charm had increased a lot, haha, a little self-indulgence." "
I arrived on time. She told me how to get to the auditorium and said it would be her turn to perform soon, and told me to pay special attention
. Hehe, I sat in an inconspicuous corner, quietly waiting for her to appear on stage.
Two girls next to me kept chattering. Oh well, there were no seats left, so I had to endure it."
After a while, those two girls started staring at my face, whispering amongst themselves, making
me feel uncomfortable. Sure enough, one of them asked me, "Hey, classmate, what department are you in? I've never seen you before." I just smiled faintly and said, "I was just passing by. Seeing how lively it was, I thought 　　I'd join in." "No wonder, you're here to see pretty girls ,
aren't you ?"
"When she asked that, I was genuinely stunned. I
thought to myself, 'How come all the young girls these days are so amazing?'
Just then, the program changed, and when she appeared, I was truly shocked. Although she was a bit far away,
I recognized her at a glance because she was now the center of the entire stage. Her light figure,
ethereal dance moves, and skillful actions... I never expected her to dance so well. No wonder she has such a great figure,"
I thought wickedly.
Two girls next to me started whispering, "Minister Xia is so talented! No wonder so many boys have a crush on her."
"Yeah, although she's not exactly beautiful, she's very feminine."
"Sigh, look at her figure. If I were that tall, I'd definitely have a lot of suitors too." "My
god, I feel so inferior!" "What's wrong with young girls these days?" "
When the music ended, I stood up and went outside. I knew she would call me soon; it was too noisy inside. Sure
enough, within the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, she called and asked where I was. I said I was outside the auditorium. She told me to wait for her
, and she would come out.
After hanging up, I felt like I had gotten to know her all over again today, which was like another surprise…
A little while later, she came out, and I waved to her. She came over, and the first thing she asked me was, 'How was my dancing
?' I nodded. 'Very, very good! I didn't expect your dancing to be as captivating as you are.' 'Tch!'
she scoffed. 'I hate people who are so glib.' 'I'm going back to my dorm for a bit, then we'll go out together.'
'Where to?'
'To treat me to dinner. Haven't you noticed I've lost weight recently?' Hehe, okay."
Just then, I glanced over and saw another person, the man I'd met at dinner that time. He
had been watching us the whole time. I thought for a moment and said to her, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here." She didn't know
what was going on and said, "Okay, wait for me a bit."
She left, and not far away, I saw the man flash by and disappear. I had a vague feeling something was wrong and
wanted to walk away, but as soon as I turned around, I thought again, no, this needs to be resolved today. Although Xiaoxue isn't my
girlfriend, I can't let her be harassed by this guy anymore.
Sure enough, less than a minute later, the man reappeared, this time with three more people. Heh, looks like
I'm going to get the short end of the stick today. I turned and walked towards a less crowded area, hoping to lure them over. I couldn't let others see
me get beaten up; it would be too embarrassing.
I turned and walked to the wall, then turned back. Sure enough, they were coming. I gave a cold laugh. They walked up
to me. Yes, it was that guy, idiot! I was internally screaming, when the man kicked me in the stomach
. I grabbed his leg, and he said, "Trying to fight back?
Fine, fine, fighting back will only get you beaten worse." I lowered my hand, and then another guy kicked me in the arm.
I fell to the ground, and they started kicking me relentlessly. I covered my head with my hands, silently counting: one, two,
three... a total of twenty-seven kicks. I felt severe injuries to my back and legs. In my mind, I cursed them
all. After they finished, the man said, "Stay away from Xiaoxue from now on, or I'll
beat you every time I see you." I mumbled an agreement, thinking: "Damn it, if I don't make you afraid of me, I'm not a man!"
Just then, Xiaoxue called. The man heard the ringtone, grabbed my phone, looked at it, kicked me again
, and threw the phone back at me. He left. I picked up the phone and answered. I heard her urgent voice on the other end
: "Where did you go?" "I told her I had something to do,
and we'd meet at the gate," I said, hanging up the phone. I dusted myself off, grimacing in pain, and headed towards the gate
. From a distance, I saw her. Hesitating for a moment, I walked towards her. "What happened?"
she asked immediately. Seeing my condition, she knew I'd been beaten, and anxiously asked, "Who did this?" I
forced a smile and said, "Let's go, we'll talk as we walk." She resisted, so I pulled her along, forcibly leaving. She had no choice but to follow.
We walked in silence until we reached the park. I found a bench, sat down, and asked her, "Could you buy me
something? "Beer's back?" She came over and threw herself into my arms, murmuring, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all
my fault." I turned her around and smiled at her, "It's not your fault, don't be sad." She cried, silently
, tears streaming down her face...
I acted impulsively, whether emotionally or physically, I kissed her, or rather, kissed away her
tears. She quietly closed her eyes, not resisting, her arms still wrapped around my waist. I
whispered in her ear, "I love you, from the first moment I saw you." Then I searched for her lips. At first,
she tried to dodge, but I held her head firmly and kissed her lips, gently biting and slowly
sucking. At that moment, she seemed to let go of all her burdens and responded willingly. I slipped my tongue into her mouth,
searching for her fragrant tongue, entwining and sucking together…
After a long time, our lips and tongues parted. Truly, kissing her was a pure pleasure.
No need for much instruction or teasing; she could quickly grasp my intentions and respond accordingly. We just held
each
other silently. It felt like there was a thin sheet of paper between us, but once that sheet was broken
, there was no more unbridled passion… I hesitated...
I gently kissed her earlobe, sensing her enjoyment. From her gradually increasing breathing, from the suppressed
but occasional moans, from the rise and fall of her chest, I could feel her slowly getting into
the mood. I reached out to touch her full breasts, and she murmured, "No, don't do this," her hands offering
token resistance. Finally, my entire palm pressed against her chest, one hand barely able to grasp one
breast, even through her clothes. I slowly kneaded them, her breathing growing heavier, her voice increasingly erratic
.
Suddenly, she shoved me away, straightened her hair, and looked at me resentfully. "What are you doing?
This is in the street!" she said. Her sudden push aggravated the sore spot from my beating, and I feigned pain. She
quickly came closer, asking with concern, "What's wrong?" "Was I too forceful? I'm sorry." I held her
hand tightly. She struggled for a while but couldn't break free, so she let me hold her hand...
I'd already gained quite a bit. I asked her about the boy, and she said fiercely, "I knew
it was him. I'll go back and settle the score with him..." I said, "No need. If you go to settle the score with him, aren't you just
jumping into a fire pit?" She said, "Then what should I do? He's really ruthless!" After saying that, she touched my face, then rested her face
against my chest. I gently patted her head and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I've turned misfortune into blessing. I should thank him."
She was so moved that she hugged me even tighter.
I'm the kind of person who always seeks revenge and won't give up easily. I did this simply to comfort her and
not to show my strong personality in front of her. Then she told me about the boy, from how he pursued her at the beginning,
how she rejected him, and how he continued to pester her until now. I listened, silently memorizing
information about the man, thinking fiercely, "Kid, you're dead meat!!!"
I hugged her, my mind racing with my revenge plan. It seemed I couldn't show my face again. Fine,
you're the one who provoked me first, don't blame me for being ruthless.
"Let's go," I patted her. "Where to?" she asked. "Let me find a place to fix my clothes first."
Wearing these dirty clothes was really unpleasant. I naturally took her hand, and she didn't resist, obediently
letting me hold it.
Actually, I was thinking of getting a room to fix my clothes, and, well, I
wasn't sure if I'd get what I wanted. I just wanted to strike while the iron was hot and see what happened.
I got a room at a budget hotel. I remember Xiaoxue looking at me with a strange expression, because
she didn't know what I wanted. From her eyes, I could see she was somewhat indifferent. Indifferent as she was,
I wasn't in a good mood either, so I didn't think too much about it.
"Why are you here?" were her first words upon entering the room, and she stood there without sitting down. I didn't reply.
I took off my coat and threw it on the sofa. Then I sat on another sofa and said, "I don't want to go back,
I'm not in a good mood." Hearing this, she sat down on the bed and silently looked at me, perhaps feeling guilty.
After all, I was the one who got beaten up because of her.
Seeing her silence, I smiled at her and said, "Don't take it to heart. It's all in the past,
at least you're still here with me." She said very seriously, "I'm really sorry!"
Then she lowered her face.
I went over and pressed her face against mine. "I really didn't mean to blame you, actually I'm really
grateful to him."
"Here we go again," she muttered.
I reached out and lifted her face. Our eyes met, and I admit, I was impulsive again.
I lowered my head to kiss her lips. She still flinched a little, but it was just for show. After
what happened earlier, she seemed to have relaxed and let me kiss her willingly.
I started from her forehead, trying to be as gentle as possible, afraid that if I was too rough she would push me away.
Then I moved to her cheek, and finally to her lips. I slowly savored the sensation, starting with her upper lip and moving to her lower lip, then using my tongue to pry open her mouth and search for her tongue. (Honestly, her tongue was quite 　　alluring
.) Our tongues began to
intertwine, and she couldn't help but hug me tightly.
The position quickly became tiring, so I started pressing her back, slowly. At first, she could bear
it, but then she let go of me, using her hands for support. I gently pushed her hands away and pressed her
down beneath me, still kissing her. She probably gave up too, letting me press her down, her arms wrapped around me.
We stayed like that for a long time…
Actually, I wasn't satisfied with just kissing. My hands initially roamed gently and slowly over her body. I
left her lips and began to trace her face, searching for her earlobe, gently nibbling and
sucking on it. She slowly became dazed. One arm was around my back, the other around my neck. Slowly… Her slow
, heavy breathing told me she was enjoying it. I wasn't idle either, sometimes sucking on her earlobe, sometimes
blowing hot breath into her ear canal. My hands began to caress and squeeze her full breasts, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, and she began
to moan softly. I held her tighter. She seemed to be enjoying it, and began to respond to
me involuntarily.
To be honest, her breasts were truly weapons of mass destruction, large and firm. At that moment, I was
completely captivated, unable to resist wanting to leave her breasts. I began to become a little unrestrained. Slowly, my hands began to lift her
clothes, starting to caress her smooth abdomen. She tried to stop my hands from sliding further in... But her
resistance seemed so powerless, because she was already completely immersed in the moment. Her eyes were tightly closed, her body began to contort, and
every now and then, she let out a moan that sounded so intoxicating to me. It was fucking a pleasure.
My hand slid further towards her breasts, touching her breasts half-covered by her bra. I could already feel
the warmth of her breasts through the bra. No, this bra is really in the way, I'd better take it off. She gently lifted her body
so that my hand could easily reach into her back to find the bra clasp. Her back was also so
smooth, and I quickly found the clasp, and I felt a surge of joy.
I only heard her murmur, "Don't do this, okay?" But her voice couldn't cover up
her sweet moans that were so enjoyable to hear. I hesitated for a moment, but still found the bra
clasp, tightened two fingers, and then loosened. Hehe, the bra just opened like that. "
Ah," she seemed a little surprised. She let out a soft gasp involuntarily. However, I didn't rush to
directly touch her breasts. Instead, I stroked her smooth, jade-like back for a while, offering her some comfort and letting
her slowly adjust to the rhythm.
Finally, I got my wish. I moved her bra aside and began to slowly caress her breasts. They were really
firm and large; one hand couldn't even cover them. While we were French kissing, I used one hand to caress her breasts, gently
pressing and slowly kneading. Sometimes I pinched her nipples with two fingers, sometimes I gently rubbed her full breasts, and her
nipples quickly hardened and enlarged.
When she pulled away from my lips and greedily inhaled the air, I moved my body down a little. Yes, I
was going to kiss her breasts. It would be a shame not to kiss such full, elastic breasts.
When I lifted her clothes, she grabbed my wrist tightly. I was really puzzled as she whispered sweetly in
my ear,
"Go, turn off the light. I'm not used to it." "
I see," I said, propping myself up and quickly turning off the room lights. Then I pounced
on her, and with her half-hearted resistance, I completely removed her top, and of course, I wouldn't allow her bra
to remain. I quickly ripped off my own top as well. Finally, our upper bodies were in direct contact.
I was so excited! I had fantasized countless times about taking her clothes off, and now that I had actually done it,
I was incredibly thrilled. Her body was slightly warm. I wasn't in a hurry to find her breasts anymore; I
started from her earlobe and slowly kissed my way down to her breasts, across her cheeks, neck, and chest.
When I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked hard, she showed extreme excitement. She
held my head tightly, seemingly reluctant to let my mouth leave her breast. I opened my mouth and
took her breast in, sucking hard. My other hand wasn't idle either; I grasped her other
breast, no longer so gentle and reserved, and began to caress it vigorously. I teased her
nipple from time to time. When that nipple hardened, I searched for it and teased and
sucked it with my tongue.
She was completely lost in ecstasy. One hand was around my neck, and the other was groping my back. Then
I slowly began to stroke down, trying to slip my hand inside her underwear. Because she had changed into sweatpants after dancing that night,
not her usual jeans, the pockets were elastic, making it easy to slip in.
When I reached her lower abdomen and touched her pubic area, she became uneasy, her legs closing tightly and arching upwards.
She muttered, "Let's stop here, okay? Please stop down there," accompanied by still
weak resistance.
Heh, at this point, if the girl reacts with unusually strong resistance, then I advise the guy to stop.
If she's begging or half-heartedly giving in, then…
of course I won't give up. She tried to stop my hand from entering, but the gap between her legs was still wide enough for my fingers
. I started probing inside with my index finger. Sure enough, her panties were wet, and her lower body was overflowing.
I was secretly pleased. Then I withdrew my hand and started working on top of her, my hand roaming over her vulva. She
slowly began to relax her guard, her legs gradually tightening and loosening.
When her attention wasn't focused on her lower body, heh heh, I suddenly thrust my hand in, directly
between her legs. By this time, she was already very wet and lubricated.
When she started to squeeze her legs together again, my finger was already inside. She tried to pull my hand out, but I held on, refusing to pull
it out. Her fingers began to slowly slide inside.
She tried for a while, but couldn't pull my hand out. However, she didn't use much force, haha, finally she
gave up and instead bit my ear—not hard, of course—and whispered in my ear, "You're so naughty
. How come I never realized you were so naughty?"
I kissed her lips, sucking on them for a while before letting go, and then said in her ear, "You
danced wonderfully today, and your figure is even better! I like you so much." She listened and gently patted my head. She said
, "You planned this all along, didn't you?"
I chuckled and said, "No, I just went with the flow today, I couldn't help myself." Without waiting
for her reply, I sealed her lips with mine again.
Of course, I wasn't idle either. Not wanting to insert my fingers too deeply, I slowly moved them
in and out before gently searching for her clitoris. By then, her clitoris was half-exposed and already enlarged,
so I found it easily. From the moment my fingers touched her clitoris, she showed extraordinary
excitement. We kissed, and she made soft moaning sounds. I occasionally gently stroked her
clitoris with my fingers, pressing it lightly. She seemed unable to bear it any longer, breaking free from my lips and
holding me tightly with both hands. Her breathing grew heavier, and her moans grew louder. She occasionally... Her legs
rubbed together slowly and tightly .
After a while, she seemed unable to bear the pleasure any longer. She forcefully pulled my hand
out from between her legs, then let out a sigh of relief and began to pant.
I wasn't going to let her get over it. So I took the opportunity to pull down her pants. At first, she kept grabbing my hand,
trying not to let me, but in the end, I forced her pants down. Hehe, by then I was already in the mood,
so even if she resisted, it wouldn't make much difference.
I also took off my pants, but I was still wearing my underwear. Things have to be done slowly. Let her have some
time to adjust.
Now she was completely naked. I stroked her legs; they were truly beautiful legs, long and slender, and
her thighs weren't thick at all, they could be considered top-quality. I didn't rush into anything, but exclaimed in amazement, "Your legs
are really perfect." She enjoyed my praise and said, "Six years of dance training wasn't for nothing." "No wonder
she dances so well, no wonder her legs are so long, she's got a solid foundation, it's all from practice."
I started to roll over and pin her down, but she kept her legs together. I wasn't in a hurry. She'd separate them on her own eventually,
haha.
I started kissing her again, moving from her top to her bottom, taking it very slowly, letting
her adjust gradually so that penetration would be natural. When I reached her abdomen, I hesitated. I
struggled with my decision. I decided to try something new: kissing her genitals.
Actually, this was my first time giving a girl oral sex. The reason I finally decided to do this was because of feelings involved
; to be honest, I liked her. I was willing to do this for the girl I liked.
After making this decision, I... So I continued kissing her downwards.
I slowly moved inwards from the outside, kissing her thighs from the outer side to the inner side,
then kissing her other leg. My lips slowly penetrated deeper, and her legs gradually parted, seemingly to
make it easier for me to kiss her. Before I knew it, her legs were parted. As I slowly kissed her inner thighs
, it was natural for me to kiss her there.
She let out an "Ah," as if she found it unbelievable. She held my head in her hands, trying to
move away from between her legs, but I used my hands to remove her hands. She tried this two or three times, and then she let me do as I pleased
.
This was a place I had longed for, and now it was so close. I gently touched it and found that she
was already very wet there. I gently parted her vulva with my thumbs, then pressed my mouth against her genitals.
A tremor ran through her; she was clearly nervous. I stuck out my tongue and began to tease her. Her
legs involuntarily tightened. My tongue searched for her clitoris, parting the protective membrane covering it.
Heh heh, her clitoris had swelled up, becoming as large as a small soybean, protruding. I began to
circle it with my tongue. She seemed intensely stimulated, clutching my head with both hands and moaning loudly
… sometimes accompanied by involuntary leg movements. I wasn't satisfied with that, and began to tease her
clitoris with my tongue. I increased the pressure, sometimes thrusting, sometimes teasing, sometimes circling.
She seemed unable to withstand the stimulation, her hands pulling my head upwards. Of course, I wouldn't
stop there; my tongue quickened its pace. She murmured, "No more, please, I can't take it anymore..."
Heh heh, I love hearing girls say things like that, so of course I didn't stop. Instead, it continued, her tongue
seemingly numb at this frequency.
"Ah..." "Please, no more, no more!" "Okay, I can't take it anymore!" She began to struggle frantically
, her grip on my hand tightening. She kept pleading, but my mouth wouldn't leave
her. Moans and pleas mingled together; at this moment, she seemed to have abandoned all restraint and began to...
She groaned, "Ah, it hurts so much, I can't take it anymore!" One hand
gripped the sheets tightly, while the other tried to push me away. Her legs began
to tremble. I started to suck on her clitoris, stimulating it wildly with my tongue. She kept
moaning and crying out. Her grip on the sheets loosened, and she tried to push me away with both hands.
"You bad guy, you're such a bad guy! You just know how to bully me!" Her voice seemed to choke with emotion.
That's about it. I moved my mouth away from her lower body and crawled down a little further in the direction her hand was pointing, until my face was against
hers. She stopped moaning, but her breathing was still heavy. She sighed in relief and
hugged me tightly, murmuring, "You bad guy, you don't even care if I can take it or not, I hate you so much!" Hearing this, I
kissed her cheek and said softly, "How does it feel?" "No! I can't take it like this."
Hehe, how could it not feel good? She added, "It's the first time someone has kissed my genitals, but there's so much fluid,
aren't you disgusted?" "No, I'm willing, for you."
She was deeply moved and tried to kiss me on the lips, but I pulled back and said, "I just kissed down there." She
persisted, using her hands to hold the back of my head and kissing my lips again—a deep kiss right from the start.
I silently endured her kiss; she was now aroused, her legs involuntarily wrapping around mine.
While kissing her, I slowly pulled down my underwear with one hand, releasing my penis.
It was fully engorged and hard, even bouncing slightly when it came out. With my underwear off
, it was right on top of her vulva. She had just released so much fluid, she didn't need lubrication. I guided it with one hand
, found the opening, and thrust forward, my penis sliding in all the way… So good! My first sensation upon entering was that
her opening was still a little tight. Although she wasn't a virgin, she probably hadn't done it many times. It was
so wet inside; the feeling of being completely enveloped by her was so wonderful!
"Ugh..." she whimpered, patting me. I pulled away from her lips, and she pushed her hands down on my
abdomen. "Too deep," she said, thrusting her hips back repeatedly.
She hadn't gotten used to my penis yet, so I pulled back a little, slowed down, and didn't go in so deep anymore
, just slowly in and out...
"Ah..." "Mmm..." She slowly got used to it and enjoyed the pleasure of my penis going in and out
, moaning happily with the rhythm of my thrusts... "Ah..." "Ah..." Her legs slowly
climbed up her thighs, increasing the force with my thrusts.
I increased the frequency slightly and began to vary the depth, my penis
thrusting in and out more vigorously. She also began to cooperate with my rhythm, moaning from time to time. Each moan, accompanied
by her heavy breathing, intertwined to create a beautiful melody that fueled my passion...
I began to touch her buttocks with both hands, then placed them under her hips to allow my penis to penetrate
deeper. When I was fully inside again, she still seemed a little uncomfortable. "It's still a bit deep,
ah," she said, "but I like it so much..." Hehe, having received such permission, I didn't care about anything else and continued
thrusting. By this time, she was completely in the mood, her hands gripping my buttocks, cooperating with
my thrusts. We were pressed tightly together, and she moaned joyfully with each in-and-out motion.
"Ah," "Ah," "I like you so much," "Ah," "Like this," "I love hearing her moans, really, so sweet and
delicate. She doesn't usually speak in such a sweet and delicate voice, but her moans at this moment made my whole body tingle
and felt so good. I started to work harder, increasing the speed of my thrusts, and she also let out rapid
moans: "Ah..." "Ah...faster...faster...you're so good...I love it!"
She was most alluring at this moment, her breasts swaying up and down with my rhythm. Her expression was so
dreamy, making me feel gratified that I could give her such pleasure.
I started to feel it, started to want to ejaculate. I told her I wanted to, but she remained immersed in pleasure.
She murmured in response, "No," "Don't ejaculate," "Just a little longer," "It'll be over soon," "Ah," "Okay?" "Just a little while.
"
Hehe, it seemed like a plea, begging me not to end her pleasure so quickly. But the urge to ejaculate was
intensifying; after all, I hadn't done it in a while.
I wanted to change positions, so I stopped, and she started to resist. She murmured, "Why did you stop? Continue,"
and began to wiggle her hips, trying to get me to continue. I pulled her up to sit. She was still confused about what I was going to do.
I supported her hips with both hands, letting her sit on my lap. Following my guidance, she moved closer,
spreading her legs. I guided my penis to her opening, and she slowly sat down. I held her, and
she wrapped her arms around my neck, and we began to sway up and down. This position seemed to suit her better. She wrapped her arms around my
neck, and my head was buried between her breasts. My lips began to suckle her breasts, which she enjoyed even more. I
then supported her hips with both hands, and my penis forcefully entered, thrusting in and out. Perhaps this was more stimulating to her sensitive areas. She swayed her hips up and down, 　　moaning in
my ear , "Ah," "I like this more," "Honey," "You're so good," "I love you so much," "Ah," "..." Hehe, 　　even the way she addressed me changed, directly to "Honey." I started to lift her hips up and down even more vigorously ...i=56> She swayed her hips in rhythm with my movements… 　　“Ah, husband, hurry, I’m almost there!” “Push harder…” She seemed close to climax, 　　her hands aimlessly groping my wounds, her moans growing louder and louder. I was almost at my limit and 　　wanted to stop and rest, but she wouldn’t let up when she noticed my movements slowing, forcing me to keep up 　　with her pace. “I can’t take it anymore, I’m going to ejaculate. 　　” I told her I was going to ejaculate. She murmured, “Don’t ejaculate, just a little longer, I’m almost there too, please hold on a little longer 　　.” 　　I couldn’t handle her rhythm anymore, and finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer; a surge of intense pleasure coursed through my penis.

I ejaculated inside her, and she felt it, so she moved even faster. My little brother, having just ejaculated
, couldn't withstand her rapid movements. I held her tightly, trying to stop her, but she wouldn't give up and kept
moving. I tightened my arms until she was too weak to resist, and she finally calmed down, hugging me and saying, "Don't come out yet
, let me adjust."
We held each other quietly like that, and her breathing slowly returned to normal. After about half a minute, she
was completely still and started patting me with her hands, seemingly unwilling. She muttered, "You're such a bad guy! I
was almost there, just a little longer, hmph!" Then she turned her face away.
I smiled, holding her with one hand while stroking her hair, and said, "It was my
fault this time, okay? I'll make it up to you next time, okay?" She still ignored me and just hmphed. I
continued, "Okay, good girl!" "I'm sorry, I didn't satisfy you. I'll make it up to you next time." "Okay."
She turned her head, kissed me, and whispered in my ear, "But you were really great today, I liked it so much
."
Hehe, recalling that scene just now, I really can't believe that the person hugging me naked right now is her,
but it has indeed become a reality.
After a moment of silence, she suddenly said, "Do you think I'm easy, that I
slept with you after knowing you for less than a month?"
"No," I replied. She sighed, as if she had made up her mind, and said, "Okay, I'll
tell you, I have a boyfriend. But, I feel more connection with you..."
She turned my head, and although I couldn't see her face clearly, I could feel that she was telling me very seriously,
"Do you remember those few seconds when we met at the supermarket and looked at each other? From the moment we looked at each other, I
..." "had already" "fell in love with you." She said the last word carefully, "Although I don't believe in love at first sight,
it happened to me." "
So that's it. No wonder I felt our relationship was developing so quickly. So that's why.
" I didn't say anything, just hugged her even tighter. "
Me too. From our first meeting at the supermarket, although I was only attracted to her figure then,
I've already fallen for her. Our relationship isn't just based on that.
"
"Okay, get up, I want to take a shower." She patted my back
. I kissed her. She stood up, quickly put on her underwear, and went into the bathroom. I stretched and
lay on the bed, recalling the scene from earlier... lost in the moment.
Listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, I secretly tiptoed, preparing to open the bathroom door for a romantic
shower. But the door was locked from the inside. She asked from inside, "What are you doing?"
Unable to succeed, I could only answer her, "Going to the toilet!" I went back to bed. She said, "Almost done!" "
Sigh, I felt like I was spending an eternity in bed...
Then she came out, wrapped in a towel, her hair still wet, and I could vaguely see most of her long legs
sticking out. I stood up and hugged her again, but she pushed me away, saying, 'Stop it, no way! Go
take a shower!' '
Heh, I didn't want to shower at that moment, and one hand unconsciously touched her inner thigh again. She grabbed my
hand: 'No, you just wanted it again?' After saying that, she forcefully pushed me into the bathroom. '
Sigh, I quickly finished showering and came out, only to find the light already on. She was already dressed and
sitting on the bed. '" Before I could even speak, she said, "I have to go back."
I didn't want to leave, so I clung to her, not letting her go. She hugged me, pressed her face against my chest, and softly said, "I
really have to go back. My friends are calling tonight." She kissed my cheek, closed the door, and left
…
Leaving me alone, I felt pointless. I lay in bed and texted her.
"Xiaoxue, I also want to tell you that from the first moment I saw you, I fell in love with you too." It
took her a long time to reply: "Thank you! You made me feel that my feelings weren't one-sided." A little while later,
she texted again: "My little husband! Remember to dream about me tonight! Kisses!"
"Yes, I will definitely dream about you! Goodbye! Darling."
After sending the text, I breathed a sigh of relief, lay in bed, and began my revenge plan. "
Okay, that's enough for now. This is what happened at the supermarket. This mainly explains how we first slept together.
I didn't expect it to be so long. As for what happened after that, after the first time, of course there was a second, a third, and we
even had sex in the wild." We even did it at the movie theater. In short, she was truly a good partner. Our relationship wasn't just
about sex; we both invested emotionally… This relationship lasted until she graduated…
As for the boy who hit me, I later found an opportunity and had someone else give him a good beating.
Xiaoxue found out later. But that guy definitely behaved himself a lot afterward…

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