First love on the high-speed train

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Six years of marriage, life was uneventful. By chance, I reconnected with a former classmate—the woman in this story. She was supposed to be the school beauty back in the day, someone I'd had a crush on for years. This unexpected reconnection kept me awake that night, too excited to sleep.

Through our chat, I learned about her current situation and her life over the years: a brief marriage, a two-year-old son living with her parents. I told her about my childhood crush on her, and to my surprise, she told me she'd also liked me back then because of my good grades. This surprised and astonished me. We spent almost all our time chatting on the phone and WeChat, except when we were sleeping or working. My wife was busy with work, and after so many years of marriage, she hadn't noticed anything amiss. Until one day… she told me she was going back to her hometown with her sister and child, which is also my hometown, Jilin. They were taking a bus. I texted her, "Honey, buy a lower berth, near the front, otherwise the child will get carsick." And that's when… I inexplicably sent that message to my wife's phone number. I was completely stunned. I didn't dare imagine what my wife would do after seeing this message, how she would treat me. I was very anxious. After thinking for a long time, I sent my wife a message, telling her I would wait for her at the dance square on her way home from work. When it was time for my wife to get off work, I saw that she looked very unhappy. The reason I had prepared for so long just wouldn't come out, so I simply told her the whole story. Surprisingly, my wife didn't say anything, just told me to cut off contact, go home, and that our son was waiting... So, I forced myself to contact her less. A few days later, a relative back home suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized. I had to rush back. On the way, I passed through her city and had to transfer there. I told my wife this. Because my wife was busy with work and couldn't get time off, I had to go back by myself. Haha... I suppressed my excitement and called my classmate, briefly telling her that I would be passing through her city and asking if she wanted to meet up. She was also very excited and asked me what time my train would arrive so she could get ready.

And so began those six months of everything crazy.

On the train, looking at her photo, I was so excited. Finally, we arrived. Stepping off the platform, I saw her there, eagerly waiting. I slowly approached her, reached out, and hugged her tightly. I could feel her excitement too; I cupped her face in my hands, looking closely. She hadn't changed much since childhood. Still so beautiful, still with such a great figure. I couldn't control myself and kissed her. At the exit, amidst the bustling crowd, we kissed deeply. We went to the ticket office to buy tickets to Changchun. When it was my turn, she suddenly handed me her ID card, asking me to buy two tickets. I glanced at her but said nothing. I bought two. We ate a simple meal at a small restaurant near the station. She told me she had taken her child to her sister's. She said she was feeling down and wanted to go out with me to clear her head.

On the train, because it was past 7 pm, there were few people. The high-speed train was fast; it only took a little over an hour to reach Changchun. She needed to use the restroom, and I jokingly said, "I'll go with you." She glanced at me and blushed. She left without a word. I was just joking. I didn't expect her to react like this. I quickly got up and followed her to the bathroom. I knocked on the door and said, "Honey, are you done? I want to come in too." She didn't say anything. After about ten seconds, I heard the door unlock. She whispered, "Come in."

After I went in, I quickly locked the door. She was already finished and washing her hands. I looked at her in the mirror. Her pretty face was slightly flushed, and her sexy buttocks were facing me. I grabbed her from behind and hugged her tightly. She turned around and looked at me, closing her eyes. Soon we were kissing. I grabbed her buttocks with both hands, feeling the elasticity there. My little brother got hard uncontrollably. She clearly felt it. She whispered, "This... isn't good?" I didn't care about that anymore. I kissed her earlobe and neck, my hands already inside her clothes, kneading her breasts. Slowly, her breathing became heavier, and she began to moan softly. I pulled my pants down to my knees, took her hand, and placed it on my little brother. I could clearly feel her pause for a moment. She glanced down, surprised. No bragging, I'm 100% satisfied with my little brother. Size and girth. Her breathing grew heavier, and her hand slowly began to stroke herself.

Childhood crushes, long-awaited reunions—I couldn't suppress it any longer. I turned her over; her hands were on the sink. I yanked off her shorts. Her snow-white buttocks and my little brother made their first intimate contact. I touched her and found she was already very wet. Forgetting all foreplay, I guided my penis, aimed at the opening, and slowly inserted it. "Ah…ah…ah…" The rumble of the train, the pounding below, her ecstatic moans—all created a beautiful melody. After more than ten minutes, I whispered in her ear, "Baby, can I cum inside?" She mumbled a muffled "Mmm." I increased the speed of my thrusts. Soon, I ejaculated. Satisfied, I climbed onto her back. Enjoying the satisfaction after the passion, she pushed me away, turned around, and sat on the toilet. Then she took out a wet wipe and carefully cleaned me. I didn't say a word, just looked at her affectionately. She felt my gaze, and shyly scolded me, "You bad boy..." "Hehe... Am I that bad?" "I hate you..."

Walking out of the restroom, a girl, maybe 24 or 25 years old, was waiting outside. She looked at us with surprise. My classmate, Xiaoyan, blushed and quickly walked to her seat. I slowly walked back too. Coincidentally, the girl from earlier was diagonally opposite me. When she came back, she glanced at us intentionally or unintentionally. I knew the restroom must be filled with the smell of hormones after the passion. She had discovered something... It's been almost a year since this happened. Thinking about it feels like it just happened. I know I still love her, and I can't forget her.

[The End]

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