Happy Valentine's Day to my friend's story

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Suddenly, I remembered her, a memory from when I was in third or fourth grade of elementary school. I remembered it vividly, and I told myself I had to do something
. I loved her!

Ten years ago, I met her. "You don't belong to me, but we're still friends..." This isn't a song lyric; it's true. There are truly
many incredible connections between people.

I remember when we were little, we often had to change seats, right? It seemed like there was some inexplicable red line between us. More than half the time, she was either
sitting to my right or left. Back then, the seats were all side-by-side, so it was really awkward. Because at that age,
boys and girls often disliked each other, and when we met, it was like we were enemies. At that time, her nickname was "Electric Eel," I think it was because her name
had the character "Man" in it.

Back then, they would draw a line on the desk with chalk, like the Chu-Han border, which seemed silly. But it was also funny; I don't know why I started to have a crush on her back then
. Calling it a crush is an understatement; it's more like a strong liking, though her personality really wasn't great.

For example, if I accidentally crossed the line—or rather, it was a habit—she would always laugh, take out her mechanical pencil, press out the lead,
and then start poking me... Those days passed quickly, because humans never seem to appreciate the best moments.

Not long after, we graduated. I went to a county-run junior high school, while she went to a private girls' high school. We lost touch, as if we'd simply vanished into the crowd
, completely forgotten. However, coincidences often happen.

Our reunion was in our second year of high school. It was quite embarrassing to find out she was in the same high school as me. Later, I
learned she'd gone to Canada for her first year of high school, and since summer vacation started early, she came back to visit her first-year classmates. Because I was in a boys' class in my first year, and then
it became a mixed-gender class in my second year, I was quite surprised; this sudden encounter wasn't what I'd expected.

She messed around with the girls in her class and even came to class. Because the boys and girls in the class were all pretty clueless, it was this that cultivated my excellent personality. But that
's not the point. The point is her figure. She seemed to have eaten a lot at her all-girls junior high school; when I saw her, she was a little chubby, but still quite shapely
. However, what was exaggerated was her breasts—from an A to an E… it looked like she'd had plastic surgery, like Jolin Tsai. It was a complete
difference between before and after her debut.

And that wasn't all; to make matters worse, the girls in our class were also clueless and gossipy, constantly comparing sizes and pinching each other during lunch break. I
won't go into how I knew, but watching it almost gave me high blood pressure. They really had guts… Yesterday (the day before Valentine's Day), I thought of her again, and for some reason
, I started missing her terribly. I called my high school classmate, a guy who calls himself a "practice prince." Through my classmate, I got in touch with her. After introducing myself, I
asked if she wanted to meet up for a chat and coffee.

Later she agreed, and we went to have coffee near Eslite Bookstore in Dingxi. It was a bit more comfortable there, and I don't like Starbucks. When I saw her,
she was wearing a pink skirt, a tank top, and a light jacket. Although she had gained a little weight, this outfit didn't accentuate her flaws. However, the
white tank top was paired with a black bra, which made me uncomfortable… I was just dressed casually, practically my usual clothes. We were just chatting, so I
was fine with it.

We chatted for quite a while, from 4 pm to almost 7 pm, talking about many things, including her feelings about going to Canada and our life
plans. Although we hadn't seen each other for a long time, it felt like we were old friends. Around 7 pm, I casually mentioned wanting to go back to my elementary school. She
agreed without much thought.

While waiting at a traffic light, I turned around and saw her smile, and I was instantly captivated. That innocent, slightly childlike smile—I think it's
the dream every man longs for. Looking at her smile, I mustered my courage and said, "Could I borrow your hand?" "Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Could you lend me your hand for 30 seconds?"

"Why?"

"You'll know once you do!"

"Okay!"

I took her hand.

"You can say it now, right?"

「我想体会一下这世界上最幸福的感觉！」

回学校的时候，校门早就关了起来，我想了一下就说要不要爬墙进去？她说好，那就往后门走了过去。遗憾的
是，我记忆中的矮墙早就被填高了。后来，反而是她莫名奇妙找到一条路可以进去学校里面，我们两个人手牵着手
无目的的乱逛，逛到司令台的时候，我说我们要不要上去坐坐，还是休息一下。

她点了点头。

我和她上了司令台之后，想说我们坐在看台上，看着整个操场。可是这个时候她又在那边嫌，很脏耶，你好意
思让我一个淑女坐地上？

「不然哩？」

「坐你身上阿…」

……

我总不能拒绝吧，我小心的让她坐在我的大腿上，我也顺势搂着她的腰，不然我也不知道手要放在哪里，她也
没有拒绝，只是很小鸟依人的靠在我身上，跟我一起摇摇晃晃看着整个操场，我们童年共同的回忆。虽然，这样很
舒服，不过我裤子里面的东西可不这么想，那我总不可能把她放下来吧，我心中开始有了邪念…我说你这样坐我下
面很痛耶，你往上坐一点好吗？她不疑有它，往上挪了一点，有点接近倾斜着身子，我开始在他耳边轻声的说：「
嘿嘿嘿！我现在变坏人啦！帮我把弟弟拿出来透透气吧，不然我就要让你野外暴露…口桀口桀口桀」「你敢？」

刚说完我就用脚把她脚给扣住，开始往两边拉开，她开始用手肘打我，我还是笑嘻嘻要把她腿撑开，她也笑嘻
嘻说：「好啦！帮你弄就是了。」说着就把刚刚往上坐的时候已经快要完全掀开的迷你裙往上拉，因为是百折型的
迷你裙，所以拉好之后还是可以完整的盖住她的内裤，她也是笑嘻嘻的似乎也习惯于男生这种性骚扰，我把她稍微
往上抱，她帮我把拉炼拉下来，并且将我的下体暴露在空气之中。

因为角度问题，我的阴茎被牛仔裤给压的，角度刚好是对准着她的外阴。换她有反应了，她的丝质内裤似乎分
泌出一些体液，我的龟头上有了一些湿润，应该是水太多流了出来，我顺势上下动了一下，持续的刺激她。

她忽然表情一变，脸开始红润了起来，有着少女的矜持，又有着无法言喻的淫荡，从她眼中好像我看到她对我
想要说些什么，却又无法自己开口，她的嘴开开合合，配合着起伏的ｅｃｕｐ，我很怀疑有什么比这更吸引人！

我想了一下，决定改变我原来的计划，我认为我遇到一个淫荡的女孩。我轻轻的在她耳边说着：「唷，这么享
受喔，小色鬼！」「那有，还不是因为你太变态！！！」

我就开始卢她帮我弄出来。

「喔，你帮我弄出来吧，好不好，不然……％＄︿＠＃＄」等等，我话还没说完她就已经开始在按摩我的阴茎，
我也配合她的角度，我先转个角度躺了下来，并协助她的臀部往我的胸口移，我体贴的让他膝盖靠在我的手上，不
让她的美腿接触到地上，也让她有支点往后移，随着她的下体慢慢往我脸部靠近，我开始品尝女体的气味，直冲我
脑顶的是致命的女性荷尔蒙，双手虽然还是被她给压在地上。

但我早已无法忍耐，用鼻头来回隔着她的短裙摩擦外阴，一碰她就下意识的要把腿给夹紧，但我的头早已在她
的大腿间，但是我的双手却空了出来，我只好很不情愿的开始抚摸她的臀部。我伸入短裙之下，由大腿外侧慢慢往
上抚摸，她丰满的臀部，我伸出舌头轻轻的往她大腿内侧开始使用舌工，又是一阵抖动。

她开始加快速度口交，我发现我快要发射了，赶快坐起来，把她俏丽而肥大的臀部给提了起来，换她的手撑在
地上，我把她的大腿扛到我的肩膀上，虽然她并不瘦小，但以我的身材还有办法把她整个抱起。

我摸了摸她饱满的乳房，把剩下的外衣脱掉，剩下性感的黑色花纹内衣，我这时才依靠着操场上微弱的灯光发

现，她内裤内衣并没有穿同一套，丝质内裤的颜色却是粉红的，外边点缀着花边。

左手用力抱住她的身体，右手却是和嘴巴一起逗弄她的外阴，借着刚刚她分泌出来的大量爱液，把她外阴的形
状给拓印出来，可是弄了才发现阴毛很多，根本做不到，只是还是下意识的把口水吐了一点上去，并用手指开始往
里抠，她才忽然喊到她还是处女！

我是打死也不相信，她口交的技术好到无与伦比，发浪的程度，根本无人能比。她现在说这种话，实在没什么
说服力。我倒是想听听她怎么解释，轻轻的把他大腿上湿透的内裤脱下，虽然她有一点小抵抗，但是我还是边听她
说边脱了下来，并让她靠在墙上我随时保持着要插入的情况，并且摩擦着她的外阴，让她的体液慢慢的流到我的阴
茎上面。

她说她在加拿大念书的时候，因为家中有不少事业在南投，发生９２１之后很多事情都变了，她开始在加拿大
半工半读，为的只是不想让家人担心，而谎称说都是靠奖学金来付学费。但是事实当然不是这样，哪有那么多的台
湾人出国都是靠奖学金，她选择靠她的身体来支付她的学费。

因为她有一天去夜店遇到一个皮条客不过却是女的，研究了之后，反而想把这当成特色来变成有价值的商品，
就是只能够肛交，而不能使她丧失处女，也把她的故事改编之后变成了商品的附加价值，完全走高价位路线，而不
是给一般粗鄙之人，出乎意料的这种营销方式出乎意外的好评。

不过同时她都要和另外一位女孩一起工作，只是为了客人无法克制时，另外有地方可以宣泄，而另外的女孩也
许有些许缺陷，但必定有某些特长，在必要的时候死命的使人的老二无法脱离她的身体。

这种的手段持续了３年多，以某种角度来说，这对她们都是共利的，但是这也是让我这位小学同学的生命有了
很大的改变。

其中，最主要的就是全身完全充满了淫秽的气息，但掌控思想的大脑却要随时担心自己的处女之身，这种两面
全然不同的思绪，无时无刻的在她脑海中冲击着。

每天醒来的第一件事，先看看自己在哪里，接着看看自己是否还是维持着最后一道防线？随后却又想起自己体
内的淫乱之血，她的身体是知道她很享受这一切的，但却又无法相信这一切都是事实，身体彷佛跟她对话，要她巨
大的阳具赶快填满她的一切，但是她也知道这一句话是绝对的禁语，随随便便在工作时说出口，可能没几个人能够
抗拒这种致命的诱惑。

现在，她决心要保护的东西，却是在距离我的阳具数公分不到的地方。事实上，我早已在上面摩擦许久，根本
没有距离可言。我手慢慢的捧起她的奶子，想了想，开始安抚她，在她耳边轻声的说了，你放心，你告诉我你要留
给谁的，我不会动的，说吧！

「我……我想要留给我未来的老公！」

我点了点头，并叫他放松一点，才不会太难插进去肛门。说完之后，让她的屁股翘了起来，双手称在地上，有
如一只温顺的小母猫，我对她说：「准备好了嘛？」她点了点头。

我朝着她的阴道狠狠撞了进去，两手紧紧抓着她的臀部，不让她乱跑，凶狠而奋力的打桩，第一下用尽全力，
虽然女生会非常的痛苦，但是那个时候早已像是一只失去意识的野兽，不断的拉出三分之二，又全部埋入。微弱的
灯光，照映地上的丝丝血迹，和我们两人的体液。

老实说我并没办法分辨它是不是处女，因为刚刚一开始的时候施力过大，是否使她造成撕裂伤，我自己也没办
法判断，因为我自己的下体在结束后也有点因为过度激烈而造成的后遗症。

插入之前跟她说的最后一句话，是在耳边轻声的说太大声会被警卫发现，之后则是不断提醒她会有警卫的问题，
还随便掰出故事，类似警卫也会对她下手那一类的，因为我认为那种故事对我相当的刺激，我觉得这种言语上的挑

Teasing would be even more irresistible, so it was best if she didn't make a sound, since we were on the command platform, but that didn't seem to work.

I eventually used my left hand to seal her mouth, kneeling on her calves to prevent her from moving freely, while my right hand adjusted the angle of my penis and enjoyed
her large breasts. Her hands couldn't easily resist, because I had already pressed my weight onto her, forcing her hands to support herself on the ground. Just as

I felt I was about to climax, I suddenly stopped inside her, and she abruptly turned her head to look into my eyes. Her eyes seemed to hold a lot to say. I looked at her,
and she nodded at me. A jolt went down my spine, and we both climaxed simultaneously.

I rolled her over, letting her lie on top of me, while I lay sprawled on the command platform, her large breasts pressing against my chest. Her constantly flowing vaginal fluid
slowly stained my pants a different color. She docilely hugged my neck, sucking on my earlobe, and professionally leaving
kiss marks on my neck. Her hair was swept to one side, and looking at her face made me want to hold her tightly and never let go.

"One more time, okay?" We both blurted out at the same time. I was a little surprised, but of course, I had no doubt. She said she wanted to be on top, she
wanted some control. I had no reason to object. I helped her up, and she started using her breasts to help my penis regain its strength, and then asked me to stand up so
it would be easier for her.

Before the breast sex, she licked my entire genitals, and even took off my pants, thoroughly enjoying her tongue skills from front to back. She
first gently took my testicles into her mouth, but then immediately spat them out. Just as I was about to make a sound, she changed from a kneeling position to a serow position, spreading my legs slightly
, and started licking from my anus to my scrotum, then my penis, and finally my urethral opening.

When this cleaning was finished, I wanted to pounce on her again, but she wouldn't let go of my glans and knelt in front of me again
, starting to use her large breasts to give me a breast sex session. Unlike the large breasts I'd seen in movies or books, these breasts didn't have the numerous capillaries I'd imagined.
There were just some bluish-black veins scattered across the surface. I think perhaps the lighting made these imperfections indistinguishable.

As my glans escaped her mouth, it was immediately gripped by her large breasts. Due to the previous wetness, my raging penis was already covered in her saliva.
She began to rub my penis up and down with her breasts, intermittently licking the urethral opening with her tongue, letting her saliva drip down. While doing this
, she also stimulated her nipples with her index finger. At one point, I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated, getting my face,
hair, breasts, and mouth all over.

I had just ejaculated, but there was no sign of stopping. All I could think about was how to satisfy her again. She
was, of course, very grateful for everything I had done. I thought I just wanted to give her an unforgettable memory. I lay down and moved her to my upper body. She
clumsily tried to insert my penis into her. I grinned at her, wanting only to see her make a fool of herself. When she noticed, she playfully punched me, but then sat down again
.

I smiled at her. "All done?

" "Mmm!"

I suddenly sat up and hugged her, thrusting into her from below against the wall. Knowing I lacked the stamina to make a proper "train bento" (a
euphemism for a sexual act), I relied on the wall to give her a different sensation. She clung to my shoulders, trying to hold on, but I transformed into a raging beast. Her attempts
to hold onto my shoulders resulted in streaks of blood on them.

I placed her on the ground, lifted one leg, and tried to change the angle to give her more pleasure. She, however, actively wrapped her leg around my waist, pulling
my hand to caress her breasts—those hot yet incredibly soft breasts. Then she pulled my head towards her breasts, wanting me to nibble on them,
as if a large amount of milk was about to burst forth. I didn't kiss the nipple directly; although it wobbled a little, I tried to remain steady,
slowly licking from the outside towards the nipple.

When I licked the nipple, she unexpectedly climaxed, hugging me tightly, her legs never loosening, her vulva feeling like it wanted to crush my penis,
not wanting a single drop of fluid to leak out.

We looked into each other's eyes, and she finally kissed my lips, another passionate kiss. At that moment, I released my pent-up desire, ejaculating deep inside her,
letting us both experience that indescribable sweetness.

She cleared her throat and said, "Happy Valentine's Day." I was startled, and I replied, "Happy Valentine's Day too. Any gifts for me?" Of course, it
was a joke. We both laughed heartily, as if she were my perfect lover. I didn't care about the past anymore; I only knew I was in love with her.

"Yes, of course!"

I said, still unconvinced, asking what it was.

She smiled without answering, and wrote four English letters on my back, starting with "A."

[The End]

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