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[Waiting for Ma Li] 

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My hometown is in Guangdong, but my parents were transferred to work in a relatively prosperous small county in Inner Mongolia. Therefore
, my sister and I grew up in Inner Mongolia and don't even speak Cantonese
. We've become veritable Mongolian Khans!
Anyway, back to the story. In high school, because I did well in school, pretty girls often came to
ask me questions, and I never refused. I loved their admiring gazes and
words of gratitude. To be honest, I've never had a girlfriend; of course, I'm still a virgin (don't laugh
at me).
But from the very first day of high school, I was deeply attracted to a girl named Ma Li, who
looks a bit like Jolin Tsai. We started discussing her beauty a week after school started, since we'd
just gotten to know each other.
Some said her breasts were too small and wouldn't feel good to touch, others said her butt was too small and
it wouldn't be enjoyable from behind. Whenever this happened, I would quietly leave, because she was my
goddess, flawless in every way.
But one day, the most painful day of my life, she was taken away by another man, and I never
had the courage to confess my feelings. My heart was filled with endless anguish and regret. That night, I couldn't sleep. And I
made a great, perhaps absurd, decision: "For the sake of our friendship, I must bury this love deep in
my heart, never to be discovered."
"The greatest distance in the world is when I am right in front of you, yet you don't know I love you." Although we were in the same
class, it felt like we were on opposite sides of the world. And so, my love for her remained buried for three long years.
After graduating from high school, we went to different universities. But for three years in university, I couldn't forget
her for a single moment. My love and longing for her were like wine stored in a cellar, growing stronger with time.
The story begins this summer. I didn't go home for the summer; I rented a place outside and
found a job at school. Just when I was feeling lonely and wanting to go home, she texted me saying she was coming to
visit a classmate in our city and would also drop by to see me. You can imagine how I felt—I was so excited I
kept kissing my phone for ages.
The day finally arrived. I went to the train station early to pick her up and waited for over three hours. She and her
classmate got off the train, and we introduced ourselves. Finally, her classmate said she was going home to see her mother and asked us to catch
up. I wholeheartedly agreed.
I stared at her for a long, long time. She had changed; she was more mature than before. Her breasts were noticeably larger, but her figure
was even more alluring. She smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?" I casually replied, "Yes, I
recognize you," but my eyes couldn't leave her. She was so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.
The lover I had longed for was now before me. At that moment, I felt all my previous longing and sacrifices had been worthwhile
.
She said, "I'm tired from the train journey. Could you, as my host, find me a place to rest?" I readily
agreed, saying no problem. Then I led her to my place. She smiled and said, "You've cleaned it
quite well all by yourself." I said, "Of course, it's never been this clean before. I spent all day cleaning yesterday." She smiled
and said, "You're still so shy, haha." With a laugh, she went into the bathhouse.
I stared intently at the bathroom door, listening to the gurgling water and the sound of shower gel bubbles sliding against her skin.
My little brother involuntarily hardened, like an iron rod. I imagined her beautiful naked body being slowly
washed by the water, exquisitely beautiful.
Lost in thought, I don't know how much time passed, I fell into a trance and impulsively opened
the door (I had the key) and went in. She was clearly startled. Her hands moved from her white breasts to her
genitals, then back up, unsure of what to do.
She turned around and asked me, "I didn't expect you to become so lewd. What are you doing in here?" I snapped out of my daze,
my gaze shifting from her body to her panicked face. "I... I wanted to check if the water was hot." She suddenly smiled
, a smile so sweet, so captivating, and said, "Then help me wash my back while you're at it."
I hurriedly said, "Oh, okay, but you don't have a bath towel. Can I use mine?" She said, "I'm not
dirty, just washing off the sweat. I'll use my hands." As a still-virgin, I panicked. To be able to
wash the back of the one I love, I would die happy.
I moved, raising my trembling right hand and gently touching her back. She seemed not to feel anything, but
I felt as if I had been electrocuted. I immediately pulled back, but the feeling I had just experienced was unforgettable, and
so captivating.
I placed my hands on her smooth, white back, moving them slowly and gently,
caressing every inch of her skin, from her neck, over her firm, shapely buttocks—not large,
but very pert—all the way to her feet. I let the water soak my clothes. In that moment, time seemed to stand still,
the earth stopped turning; this was a world just for the two of us.
After a long while, she slowly turned around and asked, "Are you still a virgin?" I nodded, my hands still fixed
on her bottom. She continued, "I can feel it." I don't know where the courage came from, or perhaps
it was a last glimmer of hope, but I asked, "What about you?" She smiled strangely, perhaps a bitter smile, and said, "
I've had several boyfriends, I'm not anymore." I had already guessed this answer, but it still
hurt a little.
I looked at her affectionately and said, "Marie, do you know? I love you, so much." She seemed a little
angry and said, "You men are all like this..." I quickly said, "I really mean it." She looked
at my expression, which looked like I was about to cry, and comforted me, "Oh, okay, it's true."
She turned around, and I was at a loss for what to do. She shook her head, took my hand, and placed it
on her firm breasts. I had seen many pornographic pictures and movies, but I had never seen breasts as firm and beautiful as hers
. They were the perfect size to fill my palm. I held them tightly and gently squeezed them.
A feeling of pure bliss washed over me.
Never before in my life had I loved anything as much as I did now. Having possessed these perfect breasts, my
hands no longer desired anything else in the world.
She glanced at my soaked short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and slowly helped me remove them one by one, revealing
my fairly robust male body. She looked at my erect penis, which seemed to have never softened, and said,
"I didn't expect that someone over 1.7 meters tall would have such a large penis." She then grasped it with both hands and
began to stroke it up and down.
I'm not a pure person; I used to watch porn and masturbate often. But when her little hand
held mine like this, my mind went completely blank. I was experiencing a pleasure I'd never felt before. But suddenly she stopped
, looked at me, as if to say, "Haha, I'm not going to do it for you anymore."
I went crazy, ignoring everything around me, and pounced on her, kissing her lips. I put my tongue into her warm,
slightly sweet mouth, entwining it with her soft tongue, sucking every drop of saliva from her mouth.
In that moment, I entered another wonderful world.
For a long, long time, she pushed me away, panting, as if she had exerted a lot of effort. But I wasn't satisfied.
I immediately pushed her down onto the bathhouse floor again, aimed my already engorged penis directly at her vagina,
and thrust it in. The world seemed to calm down instantly. I thrust in very deep, all the way in. She frowned
and cried out in a daze, "Ah!" The sound was so loud that it echoed in the bathhouse for a long time.
I don't know how many times she'd done it, but her vagina was still very tight, completely enveloping my large penis without
any gaps.
Instinctively, I began thrusting, my body trembling with each stroke—a
feeling of unparalleled pleasure. Her expression was excited and satisfied, murmuring, "Fuck me, harder,
ah, harder."
Maintaining that position, I thrust deeply and forcefully each time. Her expression grew increasingly dazed and
excited. After about 40 thrusts, I felt I was about to ejaculate. Despite trying to hold back, I couldn't resist
. I
began thrusting rapidly and frantically. She seemed to have reached orgasm too, following my rhythm, screaming "Ah ah!"
Finally, a tremor filled my entire body, and I ejaculated wildly, shooting everything
into her honeypot without reservation. Panting heavily, I climbed onto her undulating body. She looked at me, then closed
her eyes in blissful contentment.
After a long while, she smiled happily and said, "You're a virgin and you're so amazing! You usually ejaculate in just a few strokes. You
've truly given me sexual satisfaction." I looked at her and said, "I really like you. Will you be my
girlfriend?" Although she wasn't a virgin and had had a few boyfriends, if you love someone, you can't see
their past. She said, "It depends on your performance." She suddenly said, "You're like Forrest Gump!" I laughed and replied
, "Forrest Gump isn't as sexually fortunate as me."
She stayed with me for over a week, and we made love wildly every day. When we were shopping, we
would suddenly feel like going back to make love, making love in the middle of the night before bed, making love while showering at night,
making love in all sorts of positions. These few days were the most unforgettable and happiest days of my life.
But soon she went home because her mother was worried about her. When I saw her off at the train station, we kissed for a long
, long time, and finally I cried. She said she would come back, and I knew she was just comforting me. Now,
I'm still at school, reminiscing about the wonderful time we spent together every day, quietly waiting for her
reply.

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