Distorted love

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I'm 31 years old, 171cm tall, and weigh 70kg. I'm currently an office worker.
I've been working in Wuhan since graduating from university; I'm the kind of person you wouldn't notice in a crowd. The work pressure is quite high, and I'm not married yet.
In high school, I had a first love, Z. Z was very beautiful and had a great figure. I liked her, but I didn't dare to make a move. Through a classmate, she found out about my feelings. Actually, she had always liked me too, so she pursued me first, handing me a note that said, "I like you."
Hehe, it felt so wonderful. But dating wasn't easy back then. I was under a lot of academic pressure, and when it was exposed, the school and my parents found out. For a high school student, the only option was to break up.
Of course, she always blamed me. Actually, I still really liked her. We had a very pure love. We discussed studies and life together, went ice skating, played games together, and when I was feeling down, I would accompany her for a walk along the river. Although we dated for a long time, we only held hands a few times.
After the breakup, her grades dropped rapidly, and she was moved to the back of the classroom to sit with a guy named G, who is now her husband, G.
In that situation, it was natural for her to have someone to rely on, someone she could confide in about her troubles, and their relationship grew stronger.
They started chatting frequently, and by their senior year of high school, they were dating.
My grades were never great, somewhere in the middle of the class, but I had my own goals and worked hard to catch up. After graduating high school, I was admitted to a university outside the province that I was very satisfied with; for me, the school and the major were perfect.
They both went to university in Wuhan, and their relationship gradually developed. Around their sophomore year, she kissed him (she told me this many years later; Z and G's first kiss was on a crowded bus, they couldn't help but kiss, and G ejaculated on the spot, haha, youthful days).
Later, during my senior year's job fair, I found a job with a company in Wuhan. Of course, I didn't have a girlfriend then, but I thought of Z while job hunting. For some reason, I considered her, and I quickly signed a contract with a company in Wuhan.
A few months later, during winter break, I passed through Wuhan and specifically sought out her. G had already gone on a long business trip to another city, and she was also working, though not a very good job, renting her own apartment. We also met up with another female classmate, W,
in Wuchang to hang out and eat at Xiao Zhang's Grilled Fish restaurant, which was very popular then and close to her. Later, it got too late, so I planned to go to my high school classmate's university dormitory to rest. W probably knew I was there to see Z and deliberately tried to set me up with Z, so she persuaded me to stay. Anyway, in the end, I stayed.
The room had one large bed and one cot.
I slept on a cot, while the two of them slept on a double bed. It was freezing cold in the middle of winter, mainly because they hadn't brought extra blankets. They used winter blankets, while I used a summer blanket, and then covered myself with clothes. It was still incredibly cold; I was shivering like crazy. I slept for about an hour before I couldn't take it anymore, so I said I'd go to one of my classmates' places, without mentioning the cold. But they probably didn't notice, because they absolutely refused to let me leave, even though it was the middle of the night. W then suggested we squeeze into one bed. I glanced at Z; she didn't object. So, I slept on the outermost side of the double bed, Z slept in the middle, and W slept on the innermost side.
After sleeping on the big bed for about an hour, I reached out and placed my hand directly on Z's chest. She was wearing a thermal undershirt without a bra. I didn't dare move, and she didn't react at all. Time seemed to drag on endlessly. I slowly moved to the seam between her thermal undershirt and long underwear, slipping my hand inside. I paused for a few minutes, but she didn't react. I continued to move upwards, until I reached her breasts. They were very soft and large. Z has always had a great figure, and my heart was pounding. Haha. I kept touching her, and I don't know how much time passed.
I slowly moved downwards, slipping my hand inside her long underwear. I could feel her trembling. I stopped abruptly as soon as it was inside, placing my hand just below her lower abdomen, near her pubic hair, and remained there for about an hour. I slowly began to explore downwards, when suddenly, I don't know where the courage came from, I pressed hard on her labia. They were covered in fluid, so much so. I kept pressing there, making small movements, for about ten minutes. Then I tried to insert my finger into her vagina, but she suddenly sat up and silently ran to the cot. W also sat up and asked what happened, saying she had startled me. Z told her to go to sleep, that I was going to find another place to sleep.

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