College romance hehe2465653

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P.S.: I didn't feel like I wrote this very well this time, so please bear with me, fellow wolves...hehe.
"Ah...be gentle...it hurts." She lay on the bed, and I held her waist with both hands, swaying her not-so-big but rather shapely white and tender buttocks, thrusting in and out as gently as possible.
The girl felt pain the first time. She gently bit her lower lip, trying to adapt to the painful pleasure. With a shy expression, she raised her buttocks a little higher, and the pain seemed to lessen. The strange feeling of penetration began to assault her body, and she couldn't help but moan.
"It feels good... go a little harder, I can handle it."
I pulled my lower body out, pounced on her on the bed, turned her over, and looked at her snow-white body. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, I pressed down on her body, thrusting my lower body into her wet little hole again, feeling her honey hole enveloping my lower body, and began to thrust again.
One hand was kneading her breasts, while the index finger was constantly flicking at the hardened pink bud. Her face was flushed, her eyes were half-closed, and she was clearly succumbing to the pleasure, moaning softly.
"Oh...that feels so good, ah...ahhh..."
I started to stick out my tongue and lick her pink neck, cheeks, and lips, while still thrusting my lower body in and out.
Virgins may lack the experience and maturity of older women, and they may not be as cooperative. However, their tender vaginas still have a responsiveness and sensation that older women lack.
Soon, I felt myself about to ejaculate, so I started to move faster, reaching the deepest point each time. She was also affected by this change, and even began to sway her slender waist in response to me. The whole room was filled with the sounds of flesh colliding and moaning.
"Ahhh...ah, so fast...I can't take it anymore..." Her face flushed even more, and with my rapid and fierce attack, her body arched upwards, her chest thrusting high.
I felt my penis being tightly gripped by the fleshy walls of her vagina. The glans was stimulated by this pleasure, and a throbbing sensation surged through my body. I could no longer hold back and ejaculated all my love juice into that secret cave.
"Mmm...oh...it's so hot down there, like it's filled with water..." She looked at me with seductive eyes, a little white fluid flowing from her lower body, mixed with the blood-red color of her virginity, giving me immense satisfaction.
This was the first time I felt so aroused while having sex with a virgin, which aroused my desire. After resting for a while, I picked up my weapon and started fighting again.
...
Her name is Song Fei. She's a pretty strong-willed girl, a freshman in college. I'm two years older than her. I used to be a bit of a playboy, but I turned back after meeting her. Maybe she was too strict, or maybe I liked her too much. Anyway, I went from being a wolf to a devoted idiot, all because of her.
That day was near my graduation, and it took me six months of dating to finally win her over. Don't laugh at me for using the wrong method; in my experience, I could have won her over immediately. It's just that I cared about her too much. If it weren't for graduation approaching, I probably would have dragged it out.
I knew that we would all go our separate ways after graduation, and the chances of her waiting for me were slim. Even if she went with someone else after we got together, I would probably just offer my blessings. That's what I thought at the time.
After graduation, it took him a long time to finally find a good job. During that time, he didn't lose contact with Song Fei. They were still very affectionate, and he would occasionally go back to school to see her, go shopping, eat, and sleep together.
In her second year of university, the expected thing finally happened.
All I remember is that when I went to see her that day, she didn't bring that guy with her. She just snatched a cigarette from me, and I choked on it as I took a puff.
In the end, she just said sorry a lot and then left.
I had anticipated this ending, and I always thought I had no burdens or worries. But after she left, I suddenly realized how wrong I was. I still cared about her a lot. A strange feeling churned in my heart all day. I kept holding my phone, wanting to call her, but in the end, I gave up.
Time flies, and after I returned to being single, I didn't go back to the life of a pack of wolves. Surprisingly, I started to focus on my work. A year later, my salary increased several times, and I was promoted to supervisor.
“I got dumped, and I have a child.”
That autumn, I stood in front of my house, staring in astonishment at Song Fei, whom I hadn't seen for over a year, and at her slightly protruding belly. The emotions I had suppressed for over a year suddenly erupted, and my face turned ashen.
I know her; in this situation, she would absolutely not go home, nor would she ask anyone for help, because she's a very proud and strong-willed girl!
"I can't go back home, so I can only..." Her voice faltered as she looked up at me cautiously. "I have no choice but to ask you for help."
Before I could even finish saying "Lend me some...ah!", I pulled her into the house, closed the door, and led her straight into the bedroom.
I don't know if it was her attitude that angered me or her behavior that I couldn't stand, but I threw her onto the bed and roughly tore off her clothes.
Today she wore a rather oversized sleeveless black wool dress so that her slightly protruding belly wouldn't be easily noticed. Underneath, she wore a pink long-sleeved turtleneck sweater and thick black stockings.
I quickly stripped off her clothes, and she didn't resist much, letting me do as I pleased like a doll. She just habitually bit her lower lip and closed her eyes.
I stared at that familiar body, the round belly, the breasts that were beginning to become fuller, and the anger in my heart was ignited along with the pleasure of venting my anger. I took off my clothes, raised my already erect penis, and thrust it straight into her lower body.
Without pity or care, I ravaged the woman beneath me with madness. Pregnancy, ex-girlfriend—all were long forgotten.
He simply thrust his lower body at a rapid pace, listening to her soft moans.
"Mmm...uh...mmm..." She bit her lip hard, only letting out soft moans, her eyes closed, and a few clear liquids seemed to slide from the corners of her eyes, dripping onto the sheets.
"Damn, how many times did he sleep with you?"
"I dumped you because I got pregnant, and now you're coming back to me."
"Do you think I'm the main character in a TV drama?!"
"You bitch! Damn it!"
Her expression seemed to me as complete contempt. I roared angrily, thrusting my lower body deeper and deeper again and again, my hands grasping her breasts, which had already become D-cups, squeezing and kneading them forcefully as if venting my anger. She couldn't help but start moaning softly.
"Love me with all your might... Ahh... I know... I know you hate me... I'm doing this willingly... Oh."
"You only found out now!"
"I...I...I'm sorry, I...uh!"
Before I could even speak, the rapid, frenzied thrusting had already made me ejaculate. But I had no intention of letting her go. I pulled out my penis, grabbed her arm, lifted her up, pressed her head down, and yelled, "Lick it!"
She stared at the liquid-covered root-like object, glanced at me hesitantly, and carefully opened her small mouth. Her warm little tongue lightly touched the head of my penis, then she gently licked it until it was inside her mouth.
"Mmm..." She made sucking sounds from her mouth, and I could feel that thing being wrapped and turned around by her tongue, with a small suction force constantly sucking from her mouth, which was extremely pleasurable.
This girl's skills are so good now, I wonder how that guy trained her. Thinking about this, I felt another surge of anger.
"Seriously! Don't think you can just let this go!"
She trembled upon hearing this, and I suddenly felt a pang of pity. I watched as her small hand began to caress my testicles, her mouth moving rhythmically. A powerful stimulation made my erection rise again. I shoved her down abruptly, and once more...
After countless attempts, we lay exhausted on the bed. She asked coldly, "Can I get the money now?"
Can I pay now? Can I pay now? Can I pay now?
These words, spoken softly, struck me like a thunderbolt. I sat up and slapped her across the face.
"Do you think you're a prostitute?!" The room fell silent.
When people are extremely unhappy, they do do some outrageous things. I admit that what I did at the time was contrary to my original intention and even completely inconsistent with my personality, but I still did it.
The next day, I accompanied her to the hospital. Fortunately, my violent assault the day before did not have any impact. Before the operation, I was lectured by the nurses and doctors for a long time. After the operation, Song Fei was sent to the ward to recuperate. I accompanied her for a month in the hospital.
I once read a quote: "If the woman who dumped you comes back to you, you have to say no." I think it makes a lot of sense, but with her, I simply can't do it. She won't come looking for me; I have to be the one looking for her!
"Song Fei, I'll marry you after you graduate."
"Forget it." She turned to look at me seriously, a slight smile on her face. "I'm not good enough for you."
The brief conversation shattered my nascent hope, and after she was discharged from the hospital, I sent her back to school.
During that time, I had no interest in finding another girlfriend. My colleagues even joked that I was sexually frigid. After all, from the day I started working, I had never mentioned having a girlfriend, nor had I ever had any romantic feelings for any of the women in the department, nor had I ever discussed even the slightest adult fantasy with my colleagues.
Picking up his phone, with a sliver of hope, he sent a text message to Song Fei, inquiring about her daily life.
To my surprise, she replied to my text message, saying she was ready to be independent and was going to try finding a part-time job. I looked at this strong-willed girl—no, I should call her a woman now. !@#
I felt a brief moment of excitement, then put my phone away. Remembering my colleague's words, I fell into distress again. I...have I really become sexually apathetic?
That day, I had dinner with a client and then went to a karaoke bar. After ordering food and hiring a hostess, I suddenly couldn't help but marvel at the insignificance of the world and felt a pang of helplessness for the hostess.
I had two colleagues stay with the client while I took the hand of the hostess and left the private room, heading to the next room.
The karaoke bar wasn't very big. The private room next to ours was empty, so anyone could just walk in. I pushed the door open and led her in, then pressed her down on the sofa. I stared intently into her eyes, but she lowered her head, unable to meet my gaze.
"You said you found a job," I said, trying to keep my tone calm.
"I can't find anything else, this is the only one with a relatively high salary." Her eyes were a little red as she stubbornly argued.
"But what kind of bullshit job is this?!"
"It's not what you think!" she shouted. "I'm a hostess, not a prostitute!"
"What the hell's the difference?!" I asked, standing up and removing my hands. "How long have you been working here?"
"Three, three days." She looked up at me, only to see me making a phone call.
Who did you call?
"Your parents." I continued flipping through the phone book. I remembered knowing this number back in college and never deleting it, but I had simply forgotten about it.
"No!" She stood up abruptly, trying to snatch my phone back. "You can't call! I'll die!"
He pushed her away with his arm, looked at her face, and a thought struck him: "Marry me after graduation."
"What? No!"
I dialed her parents' number again and put it to my ear.
"Ah, no! I know, I know!" She was so anxious her face turned red, and she jumped up and down, trying to grab my phone, shouting, "I'll marry you! I'll marry you! Don't call!"
Satisfied, I put away the phone. Looking at her still slightly embarrassed face, I thought to myself, "What frigidity? She just has someone in her heart."
Looking at the woman before me, I was filled with emotion, my face turning extremely lewd: "Beautiful lady, let's... try it out here."
"Pervert!" The blush that hadn't faded from Song Fei's face returned, and I pushed her down onto the sofa: "Oh no, I can't take it anymore..."

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