With Korean exchange student girl

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My name is M, a master's student at a university in southern China.

When I first arrived, I was full of aspirations for scientific research, determined to complete my PhD here, then go abroad for a postdoctoral fellowship, and dedicate myself to the noble cause of scientific research. At the first lab dinner, I learned from the boss's reeking alcohol that scientific research wasn't a pure profession; all professors were busy making money. Screw research!

I lived in the international student dormitory. Half the students in this building were from China, and the other half were international students, mostly from South Korea, Vietnam, and Africa. I got to know quite a few. Around May Day, a classmate asked me to find some international students to travel to their country as a promotional gimmick. I could make money and meet many beautiful women—why not? I spent a few days preparing flyers and went to each room to hand them out. The first flyer I gave was to two Vietnamese girls, Trang and Mie. At the time, I wasn't interested in Vietnamese people, and besides, neither of them were particularly attractive. Mie had a good figure, but her face was rather unsightly. Trang's face was alright, but

her figure wasn't great. The next evening, I was surfing the internet in my dorm. I heard Korean women playing around at the window; they were playing badminton on the platform. I vaguely (at dusk) saw a petite woman who seemed quite pretty. Mustering my courage, I grabbed two flyers and rushed out to greet them, asking if they had any travel plans for May 1st. That's how I met Lee. A few days later, I ran into Lee on the stairs, asked for her phone number, and also met her friend Min. Later, I learned they were exchange students, complaining about how difficult Chinese was to learn, and asked if I could help them.

A beautiful woman makes a request, so how could I refuse? For the next few days, I went to her or Min's room at 8 pm sharp to study together.

Before each study session, we would discuss a topic: love, friends, family, hometown, etc.

About ten days later, we discussed which words to use in Chinese to describe someone. I told her: "I think you're smart, cute, and beautiful." She proudly said that all the boys in her class liked her. I smiled and asked, "Do you have someone you like?" She said, "Yes, it's a Chinese guy."

I asked, "Who?" Min started laughing, and the two of them started playfully wrestling.

I secretly rejoiced; I wasn't a naive virgin anymore. Later, Min asked me, "Would you be her boyfriend?" Lee chimed in, "Yay! Yay!"

I said, "Of course, but are you sure you're not joking?" Then I changed the subject and continued studying.

When I left their room, I said, "You know what? In China, when a girl is sure she likes a guy, she'll kiss him." (Of course, I made that up; Chinese women aren't that open-minded yet.) Later that night, I texted Lee: "Where are you?" Lee

: "Drinking, in my room!" (A classmate of hers, Indonesian). "Are you coming?"

Lee: "No." "Want me a kiss?

" Lee: "Come to the fourth floor!"

After hesitating for a long time, I finally went up.

Lee: "I'm on the fourth floor!"

Then I heard the dorm door open, and she peeked out with her phone in hand. Seeing me, she quickly retreated and said something in Korean to the group in the room, which immediately caused a burst of laughter! I felt so nervous and ashamed! I thought: Damn it! I've been humiliated by a Korean girl! I turned to leave! She ran out and told me to wait in my room for a bit! Then she went back upstairs to her room.

About 10 minutes passed—those agonizing 10 minutes! She called me from my window. When I went out, I saw she was holding a box with a tip on it, two lines of text that she asked me to guess what it meant.

I was like, "F*ck!" I don't know Korean. It probably meant "Sara ehyo." Then I put my arm around her waist, and she struggled a couple of times, asking, "Really?" Of course! I went straight for her, and she cooperated, opening her mouth and slipping her soft little tongue into mine. And just like that, we kissed on the second-floor stairwell. I enjoyed it. She was petite and had a delicate face. When we kissed, I smelled strawberries. Much later, reluctantly, I pulled her tongue out and whispered some tender words. We agreed to meet again the next day and then went our separate ways.

The next afternoon, she didn't have class. Around three o'clock, she was wearing a black dress, her hair tied up (I forgot what it's called, it looked like it was tied up with a strip of cloth), a typical Korean girl's outfit. I said, "

Let's go to your room. I think my roommate will be back; I don't really like him (I really don't like him, he's a total jerk, all that studying has made his head square!). She had a private room and lived alone." She readily agreed. When we got to her room, we unspokenly embraced and launched into a passionate kiss, but I didn't dare go too far. Then I slowly explored her with my hands, first moving down to her pert buttocks; she didn't resist. I was overjoyed, then moved upwards, kneading her breasts through her bra. Still, she didn't resist!

I was ecstatic! Don't blame me for being a jerk—! In a flash, I stripped off her outer clothes and pants. I even unhooked her bra. Her breasts weren't the huge kind; they were small, easily held in one hand. Her nipples were a vibrant pink, the kind that looked delicious. I kissed her breasts while my hand moved down to her vulva. I could clearly feel the cleft and the small bulges on either side.

She tilted her head back, making muffled moans—her cries were so alluring—! They still seem to echo in my ears.

I was incredibly excited, and my penis was throbbing painfully! (Partly because sex itself was so interesting, and partly because it was my first time having sex with a Korean woman, which was undeniably a factor.) Just as I was about to pull down her panties, she asked: "Do you have a condom?" I freaking exclaimed! I really didn't have one. She said no, it was too dangerous, I had to have one. I said, "If I go down to the supermarket to buy some, will you have sex with me?" She said, "No." Despite my extreme reluctance, the project had to be temporarily halted. I ran downstairs quickly; there were condoms in the dorm, no need to go to the supermarket. Then I ran back upstairs quickly. When she opened the door, she was shirtless, hiding behind it, and gave me a sweet smile. I felt incredibly happy!

After a little tenderness, I said, "Shall we go to bed?" (The kind with a bunk bed and a desk underneath, I believe many university dorms are like this. While she was climbing the stairs, I saw that her vaginal fluid had soaked her panties.

My penis was bouncing inside my underwear. After getting into bed, I slowly pulled down her panties and pushed her onto the bed. She used her legs to cover her vagina, and I could see that her pubic hair wasn't thick, and her vagina wasn't as alluring as a mini-breast, but it looked quite small. I leaned down and slowly kissed her neck and earlobes, while my right hand played with her breasts, and she responded with alluring moans. I was actually quite impatient, but I didn't want to rush things. Unable to resist the temptation, I started taking off my shirt, and she looked at me as she helped me. I liked this action; it felt great.

After putting on a condom, I rubbed my penis against her opening for a while, and her nasal sounds became heavy, constantly moaning "Ah, ah!" She held my waist with both hands, moving upwards to meet me. Unable to hold back any longer, my penis thrust downwards, and I entered her smoothly—) It felt so good! She was so wet, so lubricated, and so tight inside.

I thrust into her forcefully while exploring downwards with my hand, hoping to find her clitoris, but she didn't seem to like it and moved my hand away. Korean women really know how to please men; she was very cooperative with my movements. Her moans were loud and assertive, and her facial expressions were captivating. Later, just before ejaculating, I pulled out and ejaculated onto her stomach because I really enjoy women watching me ejaculate. She kindly cleaned my penis. Afterwards, we lay in bed and chatted for a long time.

Three months later, Lee returned to Korea. I was sad for a long time. I even thought I had really fallen for her. Now it seems like pure nonsense. It had nothing to do with feelings; it was purely out of curiosity!

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