[Romantic Encounters During College Years - Qing] [Author: Mianzi]

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********** ... After adding each other as friends, we didn't chat much at first. Perhaps it's because we've been online for so long that our relationships aren't as innocent as they were when the internet first became popular. At the same time, I know that many things can't be achieved simply by deliberately trying; they require opportunity and luck. Clearly, my luck wasn't too bad. One late night, in the dead of night, when all was quiet, I had few friends left on QQ, but Qing was still online. I said, "Hey, little flower girl, still busy hooking up with handsome guys?" She sent me a perverted emoji and replied, "Bored and can't sleep." I said I couldn't sleep either. She sent a cold snort emoji and asked, "Why aren't you asleep either?" "The night is long, I'm alone with my shadow, and I can't sleep," I said with a laugh. "Tch! I can't be bothered with you," she replied with a dismissive emoji and completely ignored me . I smiled wryly and remained silent, sighing at how difficult it is to pick up girls online these days. Three years ago, asking a girl out a piece of cake. I searched through my friends list again, but really felt that tonight was a waste of time. Just as I was dozing off and about to turn off my computer and go to bed, my QQ suddenly flashed. "How about we go for a walk?" the QQ owner, Huacai, my Qing, texted. I was startled, thinking that happiness had come too fast. My heart pounded, but I was still uncertain because this was so sudden and felt eerie. The key was that we weren't even at the point of meeting up, so I hesitantly replied, "Now?" My hesitation stemmed from the fact that it was already past 1 a.m. Although there were streetlights on campus, it was deserted and quiet at this hour. Going out at this time was indeed a bit daring for a girl . "What? Scared?" she sent with a disdainful emoji. "Damn, do you think I, a grown man, would be afraid of you? Maybe I'll take advantage of the night to kiss you, hehe!" I replied in a wicked tone. "Get lost! What are you thinking? I have a cousin who wants to go for a walk on campus and admire the moon at Crescent Lake. How about it, want to come?" she said angrily. I thought, okay, I can't lose out if two women are with me, right? There's a saying, "kill two birds with one stone ." I went... This was the first time I saw Qing. She was wearing a short skirt with black stockings underneath, hot and sexy, the kind of girl that makes you want to grab her and conquer her at first glance. My nose almost bled. I forgot was wearing a ladylike long dress and was quite pretty, a rather quiet girl. Of course, for men, especially lecherous men, Qing was more alluring to me. And Qing was just as I had guessed, a girl with a lively personality. Her voice was slightly hoarse, but it gave off a sexy vibe. In this late night, two beautiful women stood in front of me, it felt a little unreal. I swallowed hard, secretly observing the two of them, and even forgot to greet them. Qing glanced at me, narrowing her beautiful eyes into crescent shapes, and gave me a sideways look. She said to her cousin, "See? I told you! This guy is just like everyone else online—shifty-eyed, sleazy, and obviously no good ." Her cousin covered her mouth and laughed. I was secretly furious, thinking, "Judging by your clothes, you're a womanizer, probably not much better. " However, I still scratched my head sheepishly and said with an embarrassed smile, "Likewise. I thought you were either a charming and gentle woman or a cold and aloof goddess. Turns out I was completely wrong." She snorted and pretended to kick me. I quickly smiled and begged for forgiveness. In the end, she pretended to be angry and punched me twice. I pretended to wince in pain, but inside I was extremely happy. That night, in front of another girl, nothing happened, but under the soft light, facing the gentle breeze and bright moon, and with such beautiful women, even I was a little infatuated. The burning desire I usually felt vanished without a trace. I truly became a paragon of virtue, a gentleman of unparalleled propriety, chatting with the two beauties like friends for half the night. Perhaps that's why Qing's impression of me improved; at least she thought I wasn't the lewd, flirtatious guy she saw online. For the next month or so, we didn't contact each other much, just exchanging a few meaningless words online. Much later, one night, still late at night, sitting in front of the computer, as drowsiness crept in, suddenly my QQ avatar popped up again —it was Qing. She asked why I wasn't asleep yet, and I said it was late at night, and I was lonely and couldn't sleep. She said, "I'll give you a chance to save a beautiful woman, do you want it?" I immediately perked up and replied, "Yes… " She said she was currently at another school and wanted to come back to our school but didn't have a ride, so she asked me to pick her up. I thought to myself, "Wouldn't she be lying to me? What if I go and she's not there? I'd lose tens of dollars." I was silent for a moment , then she said impatiently, "Are you coming or not? If you're not coming, I'll find someone else." My heart skipped a beat. I steeled myself and said, "I 'm coming, wait for me." I rushed out of the house, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the school. When I arrived at the school gate, I really saw Qing standing alone under a streetlamp. The night wind was chilly, making her dress cling to her delicate body—it was a different kind of captivating beauty. In that instant , I felt like a great hero rescuing a princess. My previous doubts vanished instantly. Without thinking twice, I let her get into the car immediately. The driver said, "Handsome..."

"Brother, where are you getting off at your school?" I asked. "Let's go to my place," Qing said. "Let's go to the school gate
," I said. "I've known you for so long, but I've never been to your place before. Do you want to visit this place?" I looked at her intently. She hesitated
for a moment, then said, "Okay, let's go see your 'doghouse'."

Ten minutes later, we arrived at my place. I said, "The computer's still on. Do you want to go online for a bit?" She said she
was tired and didn't want to. At that time, I really didn't think much of it. I said, "I'll go online for a bit. You sit down for a bit; it's a bit
cold outside. I'll take you back after you warm up." She agreed.

I actually started going online, but my eyes were always on her. She said she wanted to sleep. I said, "Why don't you
lie down on my bed for a bit? You're not scared, are you?"

She said, "Tch, what's there to be scared of?" She said, "I'll lie down for a bit and wake me up later." My heart skipped a beat, and I said, "Okay." I
obediently went online, but found it completely boring. Gradually, she seemed to fall asleep, and I, influenced by her, also became
a little tired.

I called her name but she didn't respond, so I turned off the computer and lay down next to her on the bed. At that moment, I really
wasn't thinking about anything else.

It was the first time I'd slept with a girl other than my girlfriend. Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her body, I suddenly
felt desire slowly rising, my blood slowly boiling. I said, "Let me hold you while we sleep," and then I
turned to my side and wrapped my arms around her back. She struggled a little and said, "You better behave yourself." I said, "I'm not doing anything else, it's
just holding you. I'm a little cold, so this is just for warmth." She said, "You big piece of trash, don't do anything else." She
always calls people she knows "big piece of trash," which I only found out later. I was overjoyed. I wasn't doing anything, just
holding her like this.

She continued to sleep, but my heart was pounding. The fragrance continued to waft through the air. I held her, the shapely shape of her buttocks
rubbing against my lower body. I felt like I was about to explode, but I didn't dare to touch her directly…
The

night was so long. Gradually, my hands moved, my trembling hands gently caressing her buttocks
and full thighs. She didn't react. Perhaps she was sleeping soundly. My courage began to grow.
I wasn't content with just touching her thighs; my hands moved towards the base of her thighs. Her thighs were full and firm,
the base of her thighs joined together unusually tightly, making it difficult for my hand to penetrate. Moreover, she was wearing 7/8 length stockings, which made it even more
difficult for me to advance. So I began to caress her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, only a white strap binding her chest. Her
breasts were at least a 36D. I didn't use force, afraid of a violent reaction from her. I gently untied
the strap , and her breasts were in my hands. I gently kneaded them. She moaned softly
and woke up. She said, "Don't do that." I said, "It's nothing, I was just touching you." She called me a
pervert despicable. I breathed into her ear and said, "You only realize I'm a pervert today?" She remained
silent, or perhaps fell asleep again. I noticed she didn't resist my actions, which emboldened me.

Not content with just touching her breasts, my hand moved down her body. I gently touched her stockings at
the waist and slowly pulled them down. She moved slightly, I paused, then continued pulling. In the darkness, my
expression must have been quite sinister; I don't know. Only when the waistband was pulled down to her thighs did she
react , prying my hands away and trying to pull the stockings up. I thought, "No way,
it's not that easy. I spent half the night getting them down here." So I held the stockings tightly and forcefully reached inside
, touching her silk panties. Her panties were very thin.

She struggled fiercely. I held her with one arm and inserted my other hand into her lower body. I pulled her
panties aside and slipped my hand inside. What greeted me was a thick, slightly slippery sensation, and my heart raced with excitement
. The stimulation almost made me cry out. I caressed her lips. She seemed to sense
a threat, violently twisting her body to try and escape my grasp. I held her tightly, steadying her, and
slipped my other hand's fingers inside her moist opening. She let out a soft "Oh," her whole body shuddering; the intense stimulation made her
mouth open wide.

I had never experienced anything like this before. My fingers moved in and out of her wetness, and she released a lot of love juice.
Her body no longer resisted strongly, but trembled violently. I then used two fingers,
increasing the pressure. The sound of my fingers rubbing together was incredibly beautiful. Her moans changed constantly, finally
culminating in , "Oh, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it," her slightly hoarse voice incredibly
alluring amidst the friction. I quickly pulled off her pantyhose and underwear, simultaneously ripping down my own pants and roughly thrusting my

already erect penis into her lubricated opening.
Her vagina was spacious, and my erection moved vigorously inside her without any obstruction.
She held my head and cried out, "Oh, I really can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore!" As I thrust in, my
lips kissed her earlobe, and I whispered, "Did I rape you?" Hearing this, her
body reacted even more intensely, her lower body responding strongly to me. Finally, I shuddered, and a thick stream of semen
shot into her wet body. I had finally made her my woman.

After the passion subsided, we didn't say anything, just embraced and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, she said, "You're so horny." I said, "With your voluptuous body, who could resist?" Her
face flushed slightly with shyness. I thought to myself that women really do become much gentler after being with someone. When we went out for breakfast, she
took my hand, and I think she basically acknowledged our relationship. Although we weren't really in a relationship before,
except for last night's passion.

For the next five days, we were endlessly passionate in bed. She said, "You look so thin,
yet you're so powerful in bed." I said all those decades of training weren't for nothing. I knew Qing
had been with other people before, many times. I don't know why, just a gut feeling.

Her voluptuousness, her sexiness, gave me heavenly pleasure during those five days. We did it in front of the school library in the early
hours , under the blazing sun, in the woods outside the school, and even one
night we went to an internet cafe's restroom for a passionate encounter. During those days with Qing, I truly enjoyed
the taste of sex, and I think she did too. She kept yelling, "Fuck me to death! Cum to death! Oh, I can't take it anymore!"

Mid-Autumn Festival came, and she went home. Before she left, we had another passionate encounter in bed. That time we
fought for over an hour, and finally, panting, she said, "I'll ravage your little brother again when I get back to school." Actually, that was our
last time.

I kept thinking to myself, a woman like that is someone I can only have a taste of, but never marry,
because she's not safe. A woman I slept with after only two meetings is someone I can never
accept as a girlfriend, because I was very conservative back then.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I didn't contact her, and she didn't contact me either. My heart grew cold. I
left a message : "Let's forget each other." When I saw her again a long time later, she already had a boyfriend. She said she
had waited for me for over a month, waiting for me to come to her. But in the end, I never came.

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