That She

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At school, she was always so energetic, lively, and cheerful, yet possessed a certain elegance. Her laughter always echoed throughout the classroom. Although a little annoying, her laughter was unforgettable and felt the most authentic thing about her.
She wasn't particularly outstanding in appearance, but she wasn't inferior to the average girl. She didn't have fair skin, only a healthy complexion from playing basketball.
She had waist-length, jet-black hair, unadorned and without any other color, only that unforgettable fragrance. Occasionally, she would tie it into a neat ponytail, making her impossible to ignore. Everything about her was so imperfect, yet there was more beauty in that imperfection.
She was short, but had a pair of proud breasts. My gaze was constantly ravaging her breasts. She was ordinary, yet I was hopelessly infatuated.
We used to be very close, chatting every day, occasionally going to the movies, sometimes playing ball together, and sometimes the sound of her calling my name would make my heart flutter.
One summer, the air was always thick with the steam of boiling water. To cool off, a few friends and I went to the beach.
The sand beneath our feet felt like boiling lava, yet it had a pleasant texture.
The moment we touched the seawater, everyone was excited, including her.
She was wearing a pure white t-shirt, the heat of the afternoon betraying her clothes and purple underwear. The underwear lines on her clothes made my imagination run wild. She held my hand, still walking happily forward. That moment, the warmth of her hand, the lines of her palm—
I can't forget it. When her feet embraced the waves, her satisfied smile made me forget everything else, it all felt so real. When she sat in front of the waves,
waiting for the cool, playful waves, her navel was exposed
again and again. Her shapely body
made my desire rise uncontrollably. I just wanted to caress her breasts. We were enjoying our lovemaking in this paradise
when she said she felt a bit cold and asked me to go back to the car with her to get some clothes to change into. We got the clothes, but she didn't know where to change. The nearby public restrooms were very dirty, so she had to change in the car first and asked me to keep it cool for her. But people outside could see inside the car. She took off her white top, leaving only her purple underwear. There was some sand stuck to the side of her underwear, which she found uncomfortable and tried to remove, but she couldn't get it clean. Shyly, she asked me to come into the car and help her brush the sand off her back. At this point, my penis was already erect, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward. I brushed the sand off her body; every touch was suffocating.

She said thank you, her voice becoming gentle... Overwhelmed with shyness, I wrapped my arms around her from behind. She only whispered, "What are you doing?"
but didn't resist. My usually deep voice suddenly became soft.
"You're so beautiful," I told her. She fell silent, and only her breathing filled the air. My hands, which had been around her waist, continued to move upward until one hand was pressed against her alluring breasts. She gasped, but slowly calmed down. She turned around and hugged me, her chest against my abs. The soft feeling assaulted every cell in my body.
Just as my emotions were running high, my friends suddenly ran back to the car, making me feel incredibly uneasy.
Since our last encounter at the beach, our interactions have remained largely limited to ambiguous glances and conversations. She occasionally mentions what happened at the beach, and she
seems a little shy, her cheeks twitching with a smile, making her even more adorable.
A while later, Christmas approached, and
I was thinking about how to celebrate. Walking along the street, seeing couples everywhere, I felt a mix of bittersweet emotions. All I could think about was her. I guess my feelings for her might not be so innocent.
Later, my group of friends decided to ride bikes at night from New Taipei to Taichung to see the night view. Of course, I gave her a ride. She warmed me with her large, warm breasts, keeping me warm from the wind. She put her hands in my coat pockets and hugged me tightly. "
Are you cold?" she asked. I didn't answer, just tucked her hands deeper into my pockets. We rode to Hsinchu and rested for a bit. Because it was so dark at the starting point, I didn't get a good look at her attire. Under the streetlights, her black hair shone brightly, and she wore a gray sweater… Her breasts appeared even more impressive, and her lower body was clad in padded
jeans. Her buttocks were noticeably perky, making her look like a marshmallow waiting to be devoured—sexy yet childlike.
Since our car was out of gas, I drove around looking for a gas station, while they left first. Because it was late at night, only self-service gas stations were available, but the lighting wasn't very bright. She nestled against my chest like a frightened kitten. My hands began to slowly move upwards from her waist. Her breathing became short and rapid. I grasped her breasts. Shyly, she lowered her head. I bent down and hugged her, inhaling the irresistible scent of her hair. I whispered, "Let's finish filling up first, haha." The atmosphere wasn't so awkward anymore.
I towed the car into the gas station, and she sat in the car like a child.
When the gas tank was halfway full, she hugged me. I lifted her chin and pressed my lips to hers. My hands were on her breasts, and my fingers began to slowly squeeze her beautiful breasts. I lifted her clothes and reached inside. She moaned softly.

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