Driving school romance

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I'm finally getting married! I really miss that single life, making love with different beautiful women in different places on different
nights in different positions. But what I miss most is my first time—my first time with
a woman who wasn't my girlfriend.

Back in 2004, I had only been working for a year. Around August, I enrolled in driving lessons,
the kind where two people share a car. I guess I was really lucky; my carmate was a very beautiful and well-behaved young woman.
Women from Hunan are generally quite outgoing, and this girl was no exception. Although she looked very quiet, her personality was moderate—
not too open, not too conservative. We quickly became acquainted, and I found out she was a
second-year graduate student at Hunan University, not yet 22! My goodness, she started elementary school before she was even 5! She was truly beautiful and talented
! At that time, I never really liked graduate school, especially humanities, because I felt that many
people who took the graduate entrance exam lacked confidence in their future careers and were just keeping themselves in school for a few years; or they were less attractive and less susceptible to temptation,
so they could immerse themselves in their studies. Haha, that's a digression. Actually, what I really wanted to say was that I'd
never seen such a beautiful graduate student before. She wasn't tall, maybe 1.55 meters, with amazing skin, expressive eyes, a small nose and mouth,
red lips and white teeth—a typical Hunan beauty. Working together was a breeze; learning to drive was so
enjoyable.

Back then, I wasn't exactly a pervert, and my sexual experience was limited to two ex-girlfriends (although I'd been working for a year, I
'd never been interested in prostitutes). So I didn't think about doing anything with her, until one time we went back together
. The driving school was near the West Station, quite remote. At the time, there was road construction, and what used to be a 20-minute
journey now took over an hour by bus, and the schedule was unpredictable. After going twice, I got tired of taking the bus and
borrowed a motorcycle from a friend. Although the roads were bad, at least the journey was on time.

After another driving lesson, I was about to leave when Xixi (the pretty girl's name is Xixi, haha, I forgot to
introduce her) came over, smoothed her hair, and blushed as she said, "Could you give me a ride home?
I have something to do back at school, and I'm afraid I'll be late by bus, damn the roadworks." Actually,
it's even more attractive when pretty girls say a little vulgarity. I was flattered: "Of course, no problem, get in."

The pretty girl sat behind me, but kept a distance, making my heart flutter. We were almost at that rough road
, and I casually said, "Hold on tight, the road ahead is bad." Before I finished speaking, the car jolted, and Xixi
screamed and immediately grabbed my clothes. "What happened?" I stopped the car and turned around. It turned out the road was so bad
she almost fell off. "The road is terrible, there's nothing I can do, hold on tight," I said with concern. She hesitated
for a moment, but she really had no other choice. Besides, she wasn't a particularly conservative girl; perhaps it was because she came from a relatively
well-off family and had seen more of the world.

Thus began the happiest and most exciting motorcycle trip of my life. It was September, and in Changsha,
September is almost like summer. She was wearing a strapless t-shirt, her arms tightly wrapped around my waist, her face pressed against my
back. I think that earlier movement had startled her; she was pressed very close, and inevitably, her breasts
were also pressed against my back. At that moment, I almost had a nosebleed; my penis was painfully hard (I
hadn't tasted sex for three months after breaking up with my second girlfriend, let alone with such a seductive beauty), and
my heart was pounding. I wonder if she felt it. The road was full of potholes, and we had to stop frequently
because some places were too narrow after being blocked by buses. Her small breasts were
pressed intimately against my back, rubbing against each other. I even fantasized that I could feel her hard little nipples. Was she aroused too?
Was she wearing silk underwear? Maybe, it was so hot.

The 15-minute drive on the rough road passed quickly, and I felt unsatisfied. I turned a corner and dropped her off at the school
gate. She got off the car, straightened her clothes, said goodbye, and hurried inside with her head down, her face flushed.
That night, back home, I couldn't control myself anymore. I masturbated, fantasizing about her beautiful face and her small breasts, and
ejaculated profusely. No, I must have her. Isn't this a match made in heaven? I
thought as I wiped away the semen.

That day's experience brought us closer. During the next few driving lessons, I tried to create opportunities to
chat with her and get to know her better. Gradually, I learned that she was from Yongzhou, her parents were both civil servants, and she
was originally going to go back to work after graduating from university. Her parents had everything arranged for her, but her boyfriend wanted to pursue a master's degree, so they both took the entrance exam.
But not long after starting school, her boyfriend's family arranged for him to study abroad for two years, so he hurriedly left. They didn't
break up, but they also didn't make any promises. She's been alone for almost a year. "She's definitely not a virgin anymore, the chances are huge,"
I thought.

Finally, I found an excuse to invite her to dinner. "What would you like to drink? Some beer?" "No, I don't drink alcohol."

"Then, miss, a beer and an iced coffee, please." "No, I don't drink iced coffee." "Why?
Didn't you say you really liked it?" I looked at her strangely. "I just said it casually, and you actually remembered." She looked
at me gratefully. "But today, I... I'm not feeling well, I can't drink anything iced." She lowered her head, her face turning red again. "Oh,
then a green tea, without ice." I felt a surge of joy. Now that I knew her menstrual cycle, I
could deduce which days her libido was highest. It was truly a stroke of luck. I finished my meal seriously, chatted
for a while, and then took her back to school. I thought, it's not time for me to reveal my true colors yet.

A few days later, during my driving lesson, I played a little trick. I got out of the car and bought three cans of ice-cold soda—one for her, one for me, and
one for the instructor. She didn't refuse. Hehe, I think I've gotten over it. So, around this time next month, I'll be
living the high life. Haha, during our casual chat, I learned she liked watching movies, so I casually invited her to two
movies. I casually touched her hand and her thigh, and she didn't react excessively. I think the time is almost
right.

After watching another movie, it was time to take her home. My plan was about to begin. My rented studio apartment was
near the movie theater. Oh, I forgot my phone. I have to go upstairs to get it. She smiled and didn't say anything, then
walked downstairs with me. I said, "Ha, you can wait for me here. My apartment is such a mess, I can't stand it."
Girls are like that. If I invited her upstairs, she'd definitely be wary. She's used to joking with me
, and it seems she's deliberately trying to make me look bad: "Ha, no way, I'll go see
how messy your stinky men's den is." I was instantly overjoyed, but pretended to be miserable, spreading my hands: "If you're not afraid of being
scared unconscious, then do as you please." Actually, I wanted to say: "If you're not afraid of being fucked unconscious by your brother, then do as you please." Of course,
I couldn't say that out loud.

I unlocked the door, "Any seat is fine." There wasn't much
room on the sofa besides books and clothes. It was her first time coming home with a single man, and she probably regretted it a little. Leaning against the door, she said, "I
'm not going in, it's too messy. I'll wait for you outside." Hehe, at this point, I couldn't let her have her way
. I thought, "No way, that would be too inconsiderate of me as the host." Without saying a word, I pulled her in and closed the door behind me.

I grabbed my phone; thankfully, there were no missed calls. I glanced at the table—oops, I'd forgotten to close my laptop (actually,
I did it on purpose). I went over and fiddled with it for a bit, and she leaned in too. Heh, women are just so curious.
I went along with it, saying, "By the way, we've known each other for so long, but I haven't added you on QQ yet. What's your number? I'll add you
." I moved aside, and she stood by the computer desk, bending down to type in her number. Her round little butt was
almost touching my penis; if it stayed like that for another five seconds, I really wouldn't be able to resist grabbing her waist and thrusting in
. Of course, I couldn't be so hasty; she was already mine, I couldn't let it all go to waste. I patted her
shoulder. "Sit down for a bit, I'll make you a cup of fruit juice powder." I know she has a habit of drinking fruit juice powder.

After making the powder, I put the cup on the table and started bending over to browse the internet with her. My hands were on
the armrests of the chair, close to her shoulders. She was wearing a sleeveless top again; her shoulders were really beautiful, no wonder she
always showed them off. My head started moving closer and closer to hers, my breath making
the fine hairs on her neck flutter slightly. She twisted her shoulder, as if it tickled a little, but didn't move away. My laptop
was positioned quite far forward, and she leaned forward slightly as well. Her top had buttons, and from my angle,
I could see a small gap through—so white, it looked like silk underwear, purple. What a stylish young woman! I stared at her, completely mesmerized
.

She said a couple of things to me, but when I didn't answer, she turned around and saw my flustered state.
Her face flushed instantly. "
You're so annoying!" she muttered, straightening her clothes. I knew I couldn't pretend anymore, and there was no need to. I looked into her eyes: "Xixi, you're so beautiful, so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful." I placed my hands
on her shoulders, brought my lips to her ear, and started kissing her. She tried to resist, but I held her firmly in the chair,
unable to move. She was stunned, not quite reacting. By the time she did, my lips were already attacking her
earlobe, her hairline, her neck, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. "Don't do this, let's not do this." "No, I
love you so much, you're so beautiful," I said, continuing. I knew in my heart that her period had just ended, and these
few days were when her libido was at its peak. Besides, she had been separated from her boyfriend for a year, so she definitely had this kind of
desire. She couldn't resist my teasing; she would soon give up resisting. While I was relentlessly teasing her with my mouth, my
right hand moved to her chest. After a few seconds, it slid down her neckline and, through
the loose opening of her silk bra, grasped the small breasts that had initially seduced me and which I desired most. They were exactly my
type—not too big, not too small, just the right size to hold. I grabbed her left breast, kneaded it a few times, and began teasing her nipple
. Actually, I didn't need to tease it; the moment I slipped my hand inside, I could feel that her nipple was already hard.

She seemed to sense the weakness of her resistance, or perhaps she had been melted by desire; her resistance grew weaker and weaker.
My left hand wasn't idle either; it reached behind her and untied the zipper of her silk bra. The constraint on my right hand immediately lessened
. How could I forget her right breast? That day on the motorcycle, both breasts had been pressed tightly
against me, just like that. After kneading her right breast a few times, I began to press and tease both her nipples with two fingers,
and her body began to tremble. After a few more minutes of stalemate, I started unbuttoning her clothes. She
grabbed my hand, her voice almost pleading, "Please, don't do this, I'm not that kind of woman." I
didn't care anymore. I answered with my own hands. My left hand slipped under her sleeveless top, grasping
her left breast and starting to fondle it. While her attention was drawn to her left side, my right hand seized the opportunity
to unbutton three buttons, revealing a pair of alluring little breasts. Her skin was amazing,
so white and smooth. Her clothes were half-undone, her purple bra still hanging loosely at her waist. Her two little nipples, ignoring her half-
hearted pleas, stood proudly erect, red and beautiful. I thought, her two ex-boyfriends really
weren't trying hard enough. They dated for a combined three years, yet her nipples were still pink like a virgin's. I
shifted my chair slightly, half-squatted down, and took one of the nipples into my mouth, beginning to savor it.

She gasped in surprise, and began to moan softly. I knew her last line of defense had been breached
. Once I had her breasts, with my seductive skills, she wouldn't agree tonight without me taking off her panties
. I was confident of that; I'd played with my two ex-girlfriends' breasts countless times using methods I found online,
let alone this inexperienced elementary school girl. I sucked on one while my hand played with the other, switching between them constantly
. I used every method imaginable: licking, biting, sucking, scraping, drawing, and spitting. Her body grew weaker and
weaker, her resistance fading into controlled moans. To me, this was far more stimulating than loud moaning. It was time to move on to the next
step. I wrapped one arm around her waist, my mouth on her nipple, and my other hand began to roam over her genitals,
caressing her through her pants. By this time, she was completely absorbed in the pleasure of her breasts, oblivious to everything else. My mouth
temporarily left her breasts, but she seemed unwilling to let her constantly aroused breasts rest, and began to move closer,
gently rubbing her head against my short hair.

I unzipped her denim shorts, losing both the interest and patience to continue playing with her underwear, and simply
pulled them down, shorts and underwear alike. The beautiful young woman's long-untouched genitals were immediately exposed before my eyes, and she instinctively...
She shyly brought her legs together, but I immediately stopped her. I halted my actions with my hands and mouth and began to carefully observe
this beautiful vulva. A typical young girl's vulva, with sparse but smooth pubic hair, a slightly golden color,
covering the front sparsely. Although it was already very wet, with fluids flowing onto the chair, the labia minora remained tightly closed. I
began to kiss the lower part of her vulva without restraint. "No, it's dirty." "No, how could my little beauty be dirty
?" (You might be wondering, why am I still licking her vulva at this point? I must have lost control long ago.
Actually, I'm not Superman, but I do have a fetish for licking vulvas, especially when a woman is trembling all over my head, and
my mouth is full of her juices. This is also why I don't go to prostitutes and only play with respectable women. If I can't lick her vulva , the sexual pleasure is greatly reduced. Besides, I've wanted this little beauty more than once, so how could I not go to great lengths to make her feel good
the first time ?) 　　I gently moved my mouth against her labia, and took a deep breath through her pubic hair. The scent of a young girl's vulva was so alluring. After pausing for two minutes, I guessed she was getting aroused, so I started working. I attacked the surface of her vulva with my mouth, licking downwards to her perineum, then intensely licking between her perineum and anus. Ah, ah, ah, she couldn't hold back any longer and cried out loudly, her body involuntarily shrinking back. I was overjoyed. This was just the beginning! This girl's voice was usually quite soft, but her moans were even more amazing. She was truly a stunner. I returned to attacking her vulva for a while, then began to vigorously stimulate it with my tongue, wriggling desperately at the vaginal opening. It was so tight, so difficult! I gave up on going deeper and shifted my focus upwards, attacking her third clitoris. Her clitoris was so small; after my patient care, it finally shyly emerged. I began to use all my strength to pleasing my lovely little clitoris—pressing, lifting, licking, sucking, releasing, tapping. My hands weren't idle either; I started playing with her long-neglected nipples. She started by moaning, "No, no, it itches so much, please, please." Then she stopped talking, clutching my head tightly with both hands, her breathing becoming increasingly labored. Finally, she convulsed and collapsed onto my head. I wrapped my arms around her waist, burying my head between her legs, quietly savoring the moment. 　　After a long while, I looked up, gazing into her languid and shy eyes. "Was it good?" she asked through gritted teeth, seemingly not fully relaxed yet. I smiled lazily, "What, not talking means you're not satisfied? Well, here I come again," I said, pretending to lower my head. She pushed my head away, blushing, "Stop messing with me, I can't take it anymore ." "You can't take it anymore? My penis is really sore." I stood up, leaning back in my chair, and casually pulled out my already throbbing erection. She seemed startled: "You, that's so big, I'm scared, I can't take it." I thought, still pretending. After a woman's orgasm, isn't the thing she most wants something of this shape inserted? Does she think I don't know? "Hehe, it's really big, bigger than your two boyfriends," I teased. Her face turned even redder , but she wouldn't answer. I knew that there were some lewd things a girl like her would never say. Oh well, now it's time for my little brother. 　　I didn't plan to play with her on the bed for the time being. I pushed the laptop inside, lifted her onto the table , put her legs on my shoulders, and aimed my large, purplish-red penis at her vagina, ready to enter. It felt so good. Her vagina, still tightly closed after her orgasm, glistening with vaginal fluid flowing down to her anus. I had originally planned to tease her at the entrance, but I couldn't resist. After trying a couple of times at the entrance, I thrust it all the way in. Such a tight vagina. It seems her two ex-boyfriends really weren't good enough; they didn't know how to develop her at all. She let out a soft moan, "Gently, yours is so big." I laughed, not replying, not caring about anything else, just letting my cock enjoy itself, I'd been suppressing it for so long. After about seven or eight minutes of thrusting, it got hotter and hotter inside, and the amount of vaginal fluid increased. Our organs started making a sizzling sound, and each time I pulled out, there was white foam on top. She seemed to have let go of everything, her hand on my shoulder, fully enjoying herself. I couldn't take it anymore, I was going to ejaculate, so I stopped. Luckily, when I went to rinse off the juice, I quickly masturbated in the bathroom, just so I wouldn't finish too soon; it wouldn't be good to disappoint her the first time . 　　There are still some positions I like that I haven't tried yet. I sat on the chair and put her down too. "Come on, do it yourself." 　　"I, I don't know how." 　　"Come on, I'll teach you." 　　I grinned mischievously, patted her butt, and made her stand in front of my penis. I aimed it at her vagina, pulled her onto me, and plunged my entire penis into her warm vagina. Our faces had never been so close. She avoided my burning gaze. I put one arm around her back and the other hand on her breasts, my thumb kneading her nipples. I started to kiss her. She dodged a couple of times, then gave me her mouth. After kissing for a while, I grinned mischievously. "My mouth tastes like your own juices. How does it feel? You've never tasted it before, have you?" She was a little embarrassed and anxious. "You're so annoying." "It's not that annoying yet." I started thrusting again. After a dozen or so thrusts, I was really not satisfied. I was too tired to move. "You move." I started to fantasize about her moving around on top of me, her little breasts jiggling. Sigh, there's always a gap between ideals and reality. She moved a few times shyly and awkwardly, then stopped. 　　Fine, let's start with my favorite position. I stroked her buttocks and said, "Baby, since you're shy, I'll take the initiative." I made her stand up, and I stood up too. I turned the chair around so she was facing the chair. She looked at me questioningly. I held her waist. "Just do as I say, I won't hurt you." "You've already hurt me, and you still say that?" she muttered. I made her kneel on the chair with one knee, and she obediently knelt on the other as well. Damn, she's done this before, so skilled, I thought. She leaned against the back of the chair, her buttocks sticking up. My favorite way is here, and it's with this highly educated beauty ! I suppressed my wildly beating heart. Holding her round little buttocks, I aimed my big cock at her little hole and thrust it in. Her body trembled again. Was this also her favorite way? I held her slender waist, and her buttocks responded to my thrusts. Suddenly, I grabbed her waist and pulled her back, my penis plunging to the very root of her penis.

I entered her pink little hole. Suddenly, I stopped thrusting and instead rocked back and forth inside.
This way, it was effortless for me, and she would enjoy it. Sure enough, after a few strokes, she couldn't take it anymore. Her body trembled
and sank downwards, crying out, "It's so itchy, so itchy! I can't take it anymore! Don't do this!" "Then what do you want me to do?" "Don't
talk? I'll keep pulling." I continued grinding, holding her waist to prevent her from sinking. She finally couldn't hold back anymore, "
I want you, I want you to put it in!" For such a beautiful woman to say such things, I was also excited to the extreme. I pulled my penis back
a little. "What do you mean, put it in? Put what in you? How do I put it in you?" "I want your little brother to put it in me, put it in my…
Oh, don't humiliate me!" She pushed her buttocks back, seemingly trying to find my big cock. Well,
playing with this beautiful girl to this point, I should be satisfied. I started to disregard all techniques, all the nine shallow and one deep thrusts, and…
I started
that's how easily she orgasmed from behind; no wonder she loved this position. Having brought Qianqian to climax twice,
I was extremely excited too, continuing my pleasurable piston-like movements. One hand played with her breasts, the other pressed against her smooth back
, looking at her slender waist, round buttocks, and her shallow, wet anus, while I cried out, "Qianqian
, baby, little beauty, I love it, I love fucking you!" Qianqian arched her back, welcoming
my powerful thrusts. We fucked like this for several minutes, lost in our passion, until I finally couldn't hold back anymore, letting out a low groan, "
Baby, I can't take it anymore, I can't hold back, oh, I'm going to cum!" I thrust forward hard against her buttocks, my hand...
Holding her tightly
into her warm, moist vagina.

We remained in that position for several minutes, both immersed in the thrill of each orgasm, without speaking. Finally, my
penis went completely limp and withdrew from her vagina. I picked her up and placed her on the bed. Because of
the air conditioning, she was a little chilly after sweating profusely. I pulled the thin blanket over us, and we lay down together, breaking down the last barrier.
The distance seemed to disappear completely, and we began talking about more intimate topics.

"You've had two boyfriends, how come you're still so tight inside? Like a virgin."

"You think having more boyfriends means more sex? I only had sex with my first boyfriend a few times before we broke up. With the second one, I
only rented a place for about six months, busy preparing for graduate school entrance exams. I didn't have time for that."

"Hehe, baby, was it good today?"

"You're so annoying! You've humiliated me to death, and you still have the nerve to say that!"

"Ha, how does it compare to your boyfriends?"

"He likes to bury himself in books, nothing like you bad men with all those fancy tricks, humph."

"Did you ever have an orgasm with him before?"

"Yes, but rarely, mostly without much feeling."

"You seem to really like it from behind, your orgasms come so quickly from behind."

She hesitated for a moment before answering, "Yeah, I don't know, I used to only orgasm from behind with my boyfriend
, but he didn't like it, he said it's too easy to ejaculate from behind, only lasting two or three minutes at most."

...After lying there for a while, "Let's go, let's take a shower together."

"No, I'll be in trouble if you go all out later, don't do it tonight, I haven't done this in a long time,
I can't handle yours, yours is too big."

Hearing the word "do it," my penis involuntarily hardened again, but I didn't force it. We showered separately and
went to sleep. "The dorm is closed, can you take me back tomorrow morning? I have class tomorrow morning."

"Okay, sleep well," I said, holding her from behind, my penis rubbing against her buttocks.

"You're reacting again? Are you even human? You're so energetic!"

"Hehe, I've never been this strong before. It's mainly because you're so beautiful and alluring. I fell for you at first sight
. Last time I drove you back to school, I masturbated three times when I got home."

"Hmph, really? So it was all planned all along. I say, you men..."

...

"No, I really can't take it anymore. If you keep going, I won't be able to get up tomorrow."

Thinking about making my little beauty unable to get out of bed, I became even more excited. In the end, my little beauty couldn't
resist. That night, we did it twice more. The next day, her whole body was sore and she really couldn't get up. She
had to call her male teacher to ask for leave. At first, the teacher wouldn't let her. Wow, is it because he's always wanted to take advantage of her and then
deliberately made things difficult? It should be easy to ask for leave in college. They talked for almost 5 minutes. At this time, my penis
was rubbing against her butt crack again, and I almost ejaculated on her little butt. It was a different kind of pleasure.

We didn't have a one-night stand, but neither of us wanted to take it any further. Over the next
year, I would occasionally take her out to dinner and movies, and naturally, we'd have sex. Of course, she didn't always agree;
we'd meet about two or three times a month, but each time it was very intense. I also aroused her sexual desire
. She's actually a woman with a very strong sex drive, but her high education and self-control just make her more
virile. Once you break through her defenses, she's a rare beauty. I also made her increasingly proactive, often taking the initiative to ravage me.
The most exciting time was when her boyfriend called internationally for over half an hour. I put her
face down on the bed with a pillow under her and did it to her from behind. It was a once-in-a-lifetime thrill. During her orgasm, she couldn't help but
moan a few times and actually told her boyfriend that she had a small pimple on her waist that itched. Sigh, women are truly born liars
.

A year later, her boyfriend returned to his country early. We spent one last day and two nights, over 30 hours, sleeping together
countless times. After that, we never contacted each other again. Unfortunately, the fruits of my training were going to be handed over to that bookish, dull-witted girl.
I wonder how she'll explain to her boyfriend that her nipples are no longer pink and her labia minora have darkened?
Heh, and as for me, I've started looking for new prey.

[The End]

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