The tall senior made me ejaculate five or six times in one night.

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I'm a junior in college.
There's a senior in my club (let's call her Wan-jun for now), she's a year older than me. She's been very caring towards me since my freshman year. Although she already has a boyfriend, and they're very much in love, I still have some fantasies and hopes about her. Just recently, during the last semester, she broke up with her boyfriend (let's call him Senior Xiao-ming for now). Wan-jun's boyfriend is two years older than me. That means he's currently serving in the military. Although he's two years older than me, in the club he treats the younger students like brothers, without any senior-student airs. Whenever they go drinking or singing, he always invites us younger students. So seeing this couple together always makes me feel a little jealous or disappointed. Don't even mention how beautiful or well-proportioned Wan-jun is. Just the fact that Senior Xiao-ming has good grades... He was dashing, tall, and a hearty drinker; it took five or six juniors to get him drunk, and it was a relentless drinking contest. To this day, I still don't know the real reason for their breakup, but I think it might be because of me.
In my second year, I often had to participate in club activities. Wan-jun and I happened to be on the same team. Xiao-ming, on the other hand, was preparing for studying abroad and constantly taking GRE exams, essentially semi-retired. He didn't participate in many activities, only occasionally coming to the club to chat. I didn't have his charm, nor was I as physically strong, and my grades were terrible (also due to the club). But Wan-jun seemed to take special care of me; every time I met her gaze, I felt she was giving me a hint. Perhaps I'm just being presumptuous, but my senior's eyes are beautiful; I think they're the most beautiful part of her.
That day, we went on a field trip to a certain place (I dare not say the exact location). My senior, Xiao Ming, didn't come along; this was the first time Wan Jun's boyfriend hadn't accompanied her. My senior seemed very excited that day, and her attitude towards me was even more affectionate. She kept asking if I had brought a pen or asking me to do things together. Of course, I'm not stupid, but I just wanted to be sure if I was just being unreasonable. My senior is 176 cm tall, while I'm only 169 cm. Wan Jun is the voluptuous type, like Katie Winsley (the female lead in Titanic, a movie my senior and I watched together).
In the evening, because it was March and we were in the mountains, the weather was still a bit chilly. My senior took my hand and we watched the sunset. This was the first time she had touched my body, and I was startled by her action, whether intentional or unintentional. We walked to the ridge of the mountain. Perhaps she was pretending to be cold, as she gradually nestled against my chest. I don't know how she moved. And that's how it happened. If I were to explain it to my senior, I would definitely say it was because the sunset that day was just too beautiful, and my senior and I just hugged each other while watching the sunset. We talked about our childhood memories, and since it was the first time I had hugged a girl, my penis was pressed straight against my senior's buttocks. When I was erect, my penis was slightly pulled back, and I was a little afraid to let my senior touch me. But my senior deliberately pulled her body closer, and stimulated by this, I hugged her even tighter.
As we talked, we started talking about zodiac signs and blood types. Suddenly, my senior took my hand and said she wanted to read my fortune. I've always been a complete novice when it comes to feng shui and fortune telling, and because I was hugging her, I wasn't listening to anything she was saying. Suddenly, it seemed like she finished reading my palm, and she put my hand back on her waist. But this time, I was sure she was doing it on purpose, because she placed my right hand almost touching her genitals, and her hand was pressed against the back of my hand. Even an idiot should know what to do next, but I didn't move at all. My hand just sat there, frozen in place. My senior was wearing jeans, and my right hand was on the zipper; I could feel the warmth of her genitals. And since I was sitting while hugging her, my hand was also somewhat trapped between her legs.
After about half an hour, perhaps seeing that I seemed timid, she leaned her head back and rested it on my shoulder. Smelling Wan Jun's long hair, my heart raced. Even my breathing became labored. I could barely hear what she was saying, only managing mumbled replies. Only one thought occupied my mind: "Did she break up with Xiao Ming?" I don't know how long this turmoil had raged within me. Suddenly, I realized it was getting dark. The mountain wasn't very high, and I knew the path well, but walking back to camp in the dark would still be dangerous. I wanted to interrupt her venting. That's when I realized she was asleep in my arms. In the dim light, her fair face glowed golden. Looking at her lips, I really wanted to kiss her, but in the end, I only kissed her cheek, then gently shook her awake. I realized she really was asleep.
That evening, there was a staff meeting to discuss the next day's work. The clerk sitting next to me asked where I'd been. At that moment, my senior colleague surprisingly spoke frankly, and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. Perhaps because my senior colleague and I were usually quite close, we didn't exchange any gossip, only mentioning that we were going to watch the sunset together the next day. My senior colleague only talked about how beautiful the sunset was and what we were talking about. Of course, we omitted any physical gestures. During the meeting, my senior colleague didn't even glance at me once, and I felt a little sad as I lowered my head to take notes. Perhaps I was just imagining things. After the meeting, everyone went about their own business; some continued chatting, while others went back to their rooms to rest. I stared blankly as my senior colleague walked out the door, desperately hoping she would turn around and look at me. Suddenly, the secretary asked me why I hadn't spoken during the meeting. I just said I wasn't feeling well.
Nothing happened for the next two or three days. Then, at the bonfire party on the fourth night, everyone was performing wildly. The program, planned during the previous semester, was naturally very exciting. I also took the opportunity to let loose and temporarily forget my problems. When the beer was served, I drank one glass after another. Actually, I wasn't the only one drinking like that; some people drank even more than me. So no one noticed what was wrong with me. Then, a senior student came over to toast me, and I really wanted to hug her. She asked if I could sit there. Of course, I cleared a small patch of grass where no one had vomited (I hadn't vomited yet), and we sat together drinking. While we were drinking, she said she needed to go to the restroom. I figured she either needed to pee or she needed to get the toilet. I supported her as she staggered, and sure enough, she vomited after less than five steps. At that point, not only were the guys vomiting haphazardly, but several girls had also thrown up, and even I was feeling nauseous. My senior vomited a few times and seemed to regain some consciousness.
Actually, girls vomiting after drinking doesn't necessarily mean they're truly drunk and dead. As long as they're relatively normal afterward. My senior said she wanted to get some fresh air, so I led her away from the crowd. We sat down after about 200 meters. At that time, except for the area around the campfire, it was pitch black. She then asked me to massage her, saying she wasn't feeling well after drinking. I knew exactly what she was thinking. She took off her coat herself, and I, without any hesitation, perhaps emboldened by the alcohol and because she had been ignoring me these past few days, became quite bold in my actions. Actually, I don't usually massage or rub people. I roughly pushed her a few times, then my hands gradually moved from her back to her chest, and even as I pinched her under her armpits, I could feel the softness of her breasts. Wan Jun's breasts were famously large; guys would often glance at them, intentionally or unintentionally. My body gradually leaned against her back, perhaps just wanting to relive the dream from three days ago.
I couldn't resist any longer and hugged Wan Jun tightly. At this moment, I heard my senior panting, and I myself was burning with desire. I pushed Wan Jun down to the ground, looking at my senior with her eyes tightly closed, seemingly acquiescing to my actions. My senior was taller than me, so I could kiss her breasts while pulling down her pants. Watching her heaving breasts, I quickened my pace. When I pulled down my pants, I realized she wasn't wearing underwear, and her bra was front-opening. I was hesitant to undress her completely, in case someone came and I couldn't put my clothes back on. Actually, the people near the campfire couldn't see the dark areas because of the firelight; it was just a precaution. So I only pulled her sweater up above her chest and opened her bra. One leg of her jeans was still on, and somehow, my penis ended up inside her.
Her breasts were really big. I kissed, licked, and bit them, making her pant. Although it was noisy, she didn't dare make a sound, and I was extra careful, constantly glancing ahead. It was my first time having sex with a woman, so I ejaculated quickly, and inside her. I've watched porn and masturbated before, and I know what it's like to be close to ejaculating, but this was my first time. I simply couldn't control myself. I only felt a little regretful after I ejaculated inside her. I caused a terrible situation by indulging in momentary pleasure. But my senior didn't seem to have orgasmed yet, and she didn't even notice that I had ejaculated inside her.
Perhaps she was completely drunk and confused, but my mind suddenly cleared. I realized I had caused a huge disaster. I hurriedly dressed my senior, made sure everything was in order, and even looked around to make sure she wasn't wearing underwear, lest I, in my drunken state, mistakenly leave her underwear behind. By then, my senior was a complete mess, unable to walk. I felt even more guilty, as if I had taken advantage of her while she was drunk. I dragged her back to her room, where a few sober junior girls took her in. That night, I was too scared to sleep. What terrified me even more was that when I took a shower, I was shocked to find blood on my penis. After returning to school, I couldn't concentrate on my studies. The lingering memories of that day, along with the shadow of fear, kept echoing in my mind. I wanted to talk to my senior, but I couldn't muster the courage. I also hoped, like an ostrich, that she wouldn't even remember what happened that day. So I didn't go back to the community center. But what's meant to happen will happen.
A month and a half later, my senior came to my room where I was staying out. I had to do an experiment that day, so I didn't get back to my room until 9 p.m. My senior had been waiting outside my door for two hours. After I let her in, her tears wouldn't stop. She buried her face in my shoulder and cried. She said her period hadn't come for two months. My mind went blank. Luckily, she hadn't had a proper checkup yet, so she wasn't sure if she was pregnant. She didn't dare tell her boyfriend, and she didn't dare go to the OB-GYN alone, meaning she wanted me to go with her. She said she had bought a pregnancy test at Watson's, but the label said it was only valid 10 to 15 days after her period was due. By the time she realized something was wrong, two months had passed. Okay! I had to take responsibility. We arranged a time to go for a checkup while her boyfriend wasn't around. At the hospital, we had an ultrasound, and that put my mind at ease; nothing was wrong.
That night, she stayed in my room, of course using a condom. That's when I could clearly see my senior's body. She seemed to be liberated, thankfully I had the TV and sound on full blast, drowning out her screams. Squeezing her soft, large breasts, I watched my penis, like something out of an adult film, go in and out of her body; with each thrust, her screams grew louder. Her long, slender legs were kissed from her toes down to her genitals, until my tongue was inside her. She turned around and bent down to kiss my genitals. We were using condoms, but she said she was on birth control pills, so we just went for it. Every time I was about to ejaculate, she asked me to ejaculate inside her or in her mouth. I didn't sleep all night, and I ejaculated five or six times. My semen overflowed from her genitals and mouth. Her breasts were covered in semen, lip prints, and teeth marks, especially around her nipples, which were red, swollen, and hot. But I was like a wild horse, relentlessly attacking her most vulnerable areas. And my mouth was full of her vaginal fluid. My senior's buttocks were roughly kneaded by me, leaving numerous finger marks of varying sizes. Her inner thighs, stained with bright red marks from my relentless thrusting and rubbing, were covered in these marks. As my tongue darted around her vagina, I also sucked and bit her labia forcefully. My frenzied movements brought her to countless orgasms. Seeing her eyes roll back and her body begin to writhe, I thrust even harder. As her moans grew louder and louder, I bit down hard on her nipples. My senior usually appeared innocent, her tall figure graceful as she walked, especially alluring as her long hair blew in the breeze. Now, with her lying on the bed, I was like a male dog, mechanically performing my actions. As she braced herself on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide, I watched helplessly as my penis slowly penetrated her, section by section, before I thrust forward without warning. Then I slowly withdrew. It was almost dawn when my senior was exhausted. I examined her body closely; it was covered in semen, teeth marks, lip prints, and handprints. She began to tremble again; I could see her everted labia beneath her thick pubic hair. I guessed it was probably the last time. I squeezed her breasts hard and pushed her forward. After a few screams, she slumped down like a lump of mud, seemingly unconscious. We played like this for four or five days without going to class. The next afternoon, she told me I had kissed her so badly she was ashamed to face anyone. So I hid for a while, but this hid lasted a whole week. Even my senior, Xiaoming, lied and said he was going on a trip to the south. For the past few days, I'd been secretly taking her out to dinner late at night. She'd been doing this often until summer vacation, and I wasn't really aware of her breakup with her boyfriend. It seemed our relationship was based on sex, so we didn't really care about each other's feelings. Even so, I still wanted her to belong to me. I never went to see her, nor did I ever walk on campus. So no one knew what I was doing. Once, I asked Wanjun if it was really her first time during that camp, because I saw blood that day. She replied that she and her boyfriend had been together for two years, but they'd always been very proper. At most, they'd kiss. She said she just wanted to be intimate with me that day, but I impulsively forced myself on her. I don't know if their breakup was really because of me. It was Xiaoming, the senior, who found out about us. Or maybe she told him herself. But after the breakup, I never saw him again. Maybe it was because he was in the military, or maybe he just didn't want to see me. My senior said that she didn't really like him when they were together. It was just that if they broke up in the club, she didn't know how many people would look at them differently. Later, she met me, and she felt that I was the ideal lover in her heart. After my senior went to the military, my senior and I gradually dared to be open about our activities on campus. Of course, we both left the club. After that, we were even more affectionate~ Several times we actually had sex without a condom, and several times it was even during the fertile period... Half a year later... my senior was about to graduate. That day, she told me that she was pregnant and hoped that I would marry her. I told her I did.

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