I'm not a virgin anymore.

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Sitting in the car, I looked back at the city one last time. I spent four of the best years of my life here. Since I was admitted to a university here four years ago, I left home and became one of the many students here, studying computer science.

For four years, I obediently followed my parents' earnest teachings and never dated. This is quite rare among university students these days. It's not that I'm unattractive. To be honest, at 1.76 meters tall, I'm considered handsome. I was even voted one of the top ten handsome guys in my department. Female classmates would occasionally show interest in me. Fortunately, I kept my parents' teachings in mind: studying should be my priority. Everything else can wait. So, in the eyes of my classmates, I became a rare breed.

This time, it was the last time I took this bus home as a student. Actually, I could have taken a boat or a train. But I just prefer these sleeper buses. Every time I go home, I take one of these buses. I enjoy spending twenty-two hours alone on this train. Sometimes there are delays, but after sitting for over twenty hours, a little extra time doesn't matter.

To be honest, I'm not the kind of person who's completely virtuous. I've also fantasized about having a passionate love story, having a beautiful confidante, and being moved by countless beautiful girls at school dances. However, at that time, on one hand, there were my parents' teachings, and on the other hand, now I don't even know what I was so busy with back then. Among the girls in school, there were science students like me, equally busy, yet managing to balance their studies and relationships. I really don't know how those arts students did it! They're so incredibly leisurely all day long. Just drifting around. I really don't know what they're doing in college. It's such a waste of their time. With this mindset, one girl after another walked past me, but none of them stayed in my life.

Today, when I boarded the train, my eyes lit up. On my berth sat a beautiful young woman. Big eyes, long hair, and a well-fitting dress that perfectly accentuated her slender waist and high, firm breasts. When she saw me come in, she stared at me with her big eyes. Having never been around girls before, I felt a little embarrassed by her gaze.

She put my luggage on the other berth. I glanced at the tickets in my hand, then turned to face her. I stammered, "Miss, this is my berth!"

My face felt hot as I spoke.

Unexpectedly, she smiled gently, "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm berth number thirteen!"

My berth number was fourteen. Anyone who's ridden in this kind of sleeper train knows that the berths are two together, like a large bed. That means her berth was inside mine, near the window. Being in one of these berths felt like being on a bed. For some reason, I felt a surge of joy. I'd ridden this train several times, but this was the first time I'd seen a young, beautiful girl beside me.

She confidently extended her right hand, her eyes fixed on me. She parted her cherry lips slightly: "You're a student, right?! Me too. My school is in this city too. It's summer vacation. I wanted to experience something different. It's my first time taking this train home. I'm so excited that we're going the same way!!"

"Yes!!" For some reason, I lied. Even though I'd already graduated, I still admitted to being a student.

I grasped her outstretched hand, feeling a jolt throughout my body. All the blood rushed to my head, making me feel dizzy. I grabbed the upper bunk's support frame and sat down beside her. The fragrance emanating from her body gave me a feeling of exhilaration. I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling. I replied, "I never expected to be able to travel with such a beautiful lady like you. As the ancients said, 'It takes three lifetimes of cultivation to share a boat ride.' I don't know how many Buddhas I must have chanted in my past life to be able to travel with you."

But today, this mouth doesn't seem to belong to me. How can I say such glib things?

I opened my eyes and saw her turning her face to look at me. Her face, as if she had just applied rouge, was still slightly red. Her fair skin, with a rosy glow, was incredibly alluring. My heart started pounding uncontrollably. I suspected she could hear me.

She raised her left hand and gently patted my shoulder: "Why are you saying that? I'm ignoring you!!"

Although she said that... But there was no hint of ignoring me in her tone. At that moment, I noticed that her right hand was still in mine, and she showed no intention of letting go. Naturally, I was even more reluctant to let go. Holding her hand felt so comfortable.

After we became more familiar, we started talking. I told her about my school life, and she talked about girls' dormitories. Soon, I felt like we had known each other for a long time, like old friends who hadn't seen each other in ages, with endless topics to discuss. It wasn't

until the car screeched to a halt and the driver called out, "We're having lunch here. Stop for thirty minutes!" that

I realized it was already noon. And I, without realizing it, had been chatting with her hand all morning. We smiled at each other, and she gently pulled her hand away from mine. I got out of the car first, followed by her. We went into the restaurant and sat at a table.

I ordered two of my favorite dishes. She also ordered her favorite dishes and a drink. We sat facing each other across the table. After the food arrived, I ate my own food while secretly glancing at her. I thought her eating posture was extremely elegant. After taking a small bite of rice, she would gently bite into a piece of vegetable, then close her mouth and chew slowly.

Finally, she noticed me watching her. Her face immediately turned red, and she pouted, "What's so interesting? Haven't you ever seen other people eat before???"

To be honest, she looked even cuter when she was angry. Hearing her words, I hurriedly lowered my head and fiercely attacked my almost finished food. Suddenly, I heard her chuckle. At this moment, I had finished my meal. I looked up and saw her looking at me with a straw from her drink bottle in her mouth.

Seeing me look up, she extended her slender, jade-like finger and tapped my forehead. She put down the drink bottle and said to me, "You!!!"

She glanced at me at the same time, then withdrew her arm and pouted, "I can't finish my food. What should I do???"
What did that mean??? I didn't think carefully and hurriedly replied, "I'm not quite full yet. If you're so generous, miss, could you give me some???"

After I said this, I saw a clear glint of something special flash in her eyes, then her gaze softened: "If you don't mind, please eat as much as you like."

After finishing my meal, I returned to the car. At this point, we were no longer just good friends. We teased each other and continued our conversation. The car sped forward. The small space inside the car, just the two of us, was filled with warmth. We were both a little tired. We had agreed to take a nap, but even with

my eyes closed, I couldn't fall asleep. I opened my eyes and looked closely at her sleeping to my left. Her eyes were closed beneath long eyelashes. Her small, rosy lips looked so inviting. Her long neck, her delicate skin, and her light green sleeveless dress perfectly accentuated her figure. Her breasts rose and fell gently with her breath. Below was her flat stomach. Further down, due to the fabric, a "Y" shape was formed on her lower abdomen as she lay there. The long, flowing skirt covered her slender thighs, revealing only a small section of her snow-white calves. From her raised arm, one could see a few sparse hairs under her armpits. The straps of her pink bra were also visible.

My heart pounded. My penis involuntarily hardened, forming a small tent in my pants. Lying flat on my back, I quickly turned over, clamping my legs together to cover the erection. As I turned, my eyes were met with her ears, hidden by her long hair. I could clearly see her small nose. A shiver ran through me. I hurriedly closed my eyes.

My mind conjured up images of women undressed—images I'd never imagined before. Then I thought about her across from me. Lost in these thoughts, I felt her move. I opened my eyes. I saw a pair of large eyes staring at me. She had woken up too, turned to face me, and

smiled when she saw I had opened my eyes. She flashed her pearly white teeth and asked, "Aren't you asleep??? What are you thinking about???"

My face flushed again. At this moment, my face must have been red too!!

"No. I wasn't thinking about anything!!" I protested.

"You still dare to say that? I heard your breathing was so heavy just now. You must have been thinking about something. Seeing your face so red, you must have been thinking about your girlfriend!!!" Her face was full of disbelief.

"No. Didn't I tell you??? I don't have a girlfriend. I… I was thinking about you just now!!"

Without further ado, I mustered my courage and blurted it out.

Her face instantly turned red, as if a red cloth had been drawn over it. Even the color of her neck turned red. Her eyes, however, shimmered with tears. She paused, stunned. Then she reached out and touched my face. She said, "You're so silly!!"

and turned away, giggling. I really don't know what she meant.

In the afternoon, I felt the atmosphere was incredibly awkward. But she acted as if nothing was wrong, chatting about this and that until it was almost dinnertime. Only then did I feel more at ease. After dinner, we chatted for a long time. We talked about singers, movie fans, current events, our lives—everything. But we both avoided discussing our private lives.

It wasn't until a full moon appeared in the sky, everyone on the bus fell asleep, and only the dim light from the doorway illuminated the bus that we stopped talking and said goodnight. She turned her face away. As she turned, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the hem of her skirt flipped up, revealing her black panties. Her fair, pink buttocks formed a stark contrast.

My eyes were immediately drawn to her thighs and pink buttocks. My breathing quickened, my chest pounded, and my lower body hardened. My hands, seemingly out of my control, trembled as they touched her smooth, elastic buttocks. At the same moment my hand touched her skin, she trembled as well. It turned out she wasn't asleep either. Her movement startled me, and I quickly withdrew my hand. I was afraid she would turn around and angrily accuse me of being a pervert. My heart seemed to stop beating. I awaited her wrath.

A long while passed, but I heard no sound from her, only her equally rapid breathing. Could it be…? My hand reached out again, slipping from under her revealing dress and reaching up to touch her slender waist. The sensation made me dizzy. My hand gently slid over her smooth, large breasts. She trembled slightly, feeling the heat where I touched her. I used my other hand to gently unzip her dress, reaching under her neck and pulling her tightly into my arms. At the same time, I slipped my hand inside her bra, touching her round breasts and the nipple, about the size of half a peanut. To

my surprise, she rolled over, facing me. She wrapped her arms around my neck. In the moonlight, I could see her eyes were closed, her lips parted slightly, and a fragrant scent wafted towards me with her rapid breathing. As she turned, my hand, which had been around her waist, slipped past the elastic band of her pants, touching her pink buttocks. Holding her tightly, I pressed her close to my chest, my hard penis against her thigh. I felt the elasticity of her breasts against my chest. A soft moan escaped her lips, sounding like heavenly music to my ears, making my blood boil. I kissed her lips, my hands roaming freely over her body.

In my previous experience, a kiss... It was simply a matter of putting our lips together. To my surprise, after our lips met, she suddenly sucked all the air out of our mouths, making our lips press tightly together. Her tongue even slid into my mouth, touching mine and intertwining with mine. My tongue felt numb and swollen, like an electric shock, with a slight pain. But it was also quite comfortable. I copied her, intertwining my tongue with hers.

She loosened one of her arms around my neck, stroking my neck, shoulders, and back. At the same time, her thighs rubbed against my genitals, giving me immense pleasure. My hands also roamed over her body, shoulders, buttocks, and thighs. A soft humming sound came from her nostrils. Then, one of the hands on my back slid down my waist to the inside of my thigh, caressing my genitals through my pants.

When she touched my penis, she seemed to shudder, abruptly withdrawing her hand and separating our kissing lips. I even saw a look of surprise in her eyes. She wrapped her arms around my waist, pressed her body against mine, and buried her head in my shoulder. Looking down, I could see her lovely ears. She opened her mouth and took her earlobe into her mouth, gently biting it with her teeth. Even through her clothes, I could feel her body temperature rising rapidly. With

one hand still around my waist, she used the other to pull down the zipper of my pants. She reached inside, pulled my pants down, and grasped my penis. Her hands were so small; she could only hold most of it. Then she freed it from the front. She sat up, looking at my penis in the moonlight. The part she held was less than a third of the length of my penis. She rolled over and sat on my lap, holding my penis with both hands. At this point, a portion was still exposed.

She trembled, stroking my penis up and down. At this moment, I couldn't take it anymore. I sat up and hugged her, then rolled over and pinned her beneath me. My erect penis thrust towards her, but only touched her pants. She hugged my back and whispered

in my ear, "Silly boy, we haven't taken our clothes off yet!"

Yong pulled her pants down to her ankles with both hands. She crossed her legs and tossed the pants aside, spreading her legs wide like a "big" character, revealing her mysterious area. A patch of dark pubic hair formed an inverted triangle, contrasting sharply with her white skin. Then she sat up and unbuckled her belt, pulling her pants down along with her underwear. My precious thing, proudly erect, and my body, tilted upwards at a sixty-degree angle, appeared before them.

With our movements, our remaining shirts, revealing skirts, and bras also disappeared. Now, facing each other were two naked bodies. Having never seen a woman before, I was captivated by that mysterious area. Yong stroked it with one hand, while her other hand rested on her breast. She pressed her entire weight against one of her thighs. They were all on her body.

As my hands moved, she made soft "oh, oh" sounds. My hands, caressing that mysterious area, were also soaked with a liquid that appeared out of nowhere. At this moment, she straightened her body and pulled me onto her body with her hands. Perhaps it was my weight, or perhaps it was the sound of her groaning through her nostrils, but she moved her legs up and clamped them around my waist. I could only prop myself up on the bed with my elbows and continue kissing her lips. My hard penis was pressed between her legs. It was very uncomfortable.

Her body began to writhe beneath me. Then, she pulled away from my lips and asked, "Is this your first time???"

I nodded. She seemed to suddenly become excited again. Her hands reached down from the outside of her legs and grasped my penis, pulling it towards a certain spot. I felt a sudden tightness in the head of my penis, as if something was covering it. Then she grabbed my buttocks and pressed down. I felt as if my penis was surrounded by something, tight and warm inside. However, this also brought waves of orgasmic pleasure, extremely pleasurable. So this is what sex is like. It feels so good. It seems my four years of university were wasted. She closed her eyes tightly, her body trembling slightly, enjoying the sensation of me entering her body. We held each other tightly like that. Our lower bodies joined together, becoming one.

I kissed her lips and whispered in her ear, "Thank you. You're so good. So wonderful!!"

She heard me and laughed. She whispered in my ear, "You can pull your thing out and then go back in. Try it!!"

Hearing her words, I tried pulling my penis out for a minute, then thrusting it back in forcefully. She couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!!" At the same time, I felt like I was in heaven. This feeling was even better.

At this moment, I completely forgot myself. Forgot where I was. I only knew to pull out, go in, pull out, go in. She also tried to suppress her moans, but still let out "Ah, oh, oh" sounds. At the same time, her hands were groping my back, waist, and buttocks. Hearing her cries... I became even more frantic. I don't know how long I sat there. I just felt so tired. I stopped and lay on top of her, panting heavily, to rest for a while.

She closed her eyes and kept whispering, "You're amazing!! So incredible!!"

Feeling me stop, she opened her eyes, looked at my exhausted state, and said, "Come on, let's change positions!!"

Saying this, she used both hands to lower my body onto the bed. Then, with a push of her knees, she flipped onto me. She placed her hands on my shoulders and moved up and down on top of me, withdrawing and re-entering my penis. Her position made her breasts sway up and down in front of me. My hands involuntarily began to knead them, one in each hand. She closed her eyes again. Her face wore an indescribable, alluring expression. It was hard to tell if it was excitement or pain. But her movements became even faster. She made "ah ah" sounds. The place where our bodies met made "slap slap" sounds with the rapid contact of our flesh.

After a while, I heard her let out a soft "ah," and she trembled, collapsing limply onto me. She said, "I can't take it anymore. I can't take it anymore!!"

At that moment, I felt a rhythmic contraction stimulating my lower body. I had rested enough. So I rolled over and pinned her down, my hands still kneading her breasts and body. I took the initiative.

She kept whispering in surprise: "Ah...ah...I...I can't take it anymore...Good...good brother...you...you're so amazing!! You...please spare me...please spare me !!!

...

Unconsciously, I moved faster and faster. A tremendous wave of orgasm washed over me. I thrust my penis deep inside her, drenched in sweat, holding her limp beneath me. At the same time, I felt several powerful spurts shoot out from my penis, into her body. My body trembled, feeling as if I were soaring through the clouds.

This feeling lasted for an unknown amount of time before my thoughts returned to my body. I saw her beneath me, still breathing heavily with her mouth open. A feeling welled up inside me: I am a man now. From now on, I am a man.

[The End]

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