University campus, a sex paradise

My alma mater is a famous university in southern China, which is also where my sexual desires originated. It's where I spied on girls using the restroom, stole their bras, touched their breasts in the dance hall, and ejaculated while watching them swim. Unfortunately, my energy at that time was mainly focused on academics and social activities. Although I had crushes on some girls, I regretfully never found love, let alone had sex with them!
Although I was somewhat resentful that I couldn't achieve my transformation into a man in this picturesque, lush environment, my later sexual experiences still fulfilled that dream. It was three years after I graduated from university, and my sexual encounter with my first love, A-Qing, filled the void of not being able to have sex at my alma mater.
Although we met through an introduction, it was love at first sight. After the first matchmaking by others, we secretly fell in love and started dating. So, on our second date in the second week, in my single dormitory, I was already able to hold her fair, slender arm and caress her tender, large breasts.
At the time, A-Qing had just enrolled in a two-year associate degree program in accounting at the Municipal Economic Management Cadre College through self-study. I clearly remember that her dormitory was room 310 in building 3 of the college, where she shared a room with three other girls. A-Qing was tall and slender, with fair skin and delicate features, possessing a shy beauty that perfectly matched my standards for a wife.
I remember that on the third weekend afternoon after we met, I went to A-Qing's school, which was located near my alma mater. After having dinner together in her college canteen, we walked hand in hand out of the campus. After
crossing a street, I took A-Qing to the famous West Lake on my alma mater's campus. West Lake was renowned for its beautiful scenery and numerous lovers. I had long admired it during my university years. In the evening, the campus, with its green water reflecting the faint lights, had a decadent atmosphere, easily arousing the desires of men and women strolling there.
In this familiar campus, I naturally felt at home, and my lust grew even stronger. As dusk deepened, A-Qing and I sat side by side on a small stone bench. Willow branches swayed in the breeze along the ancient pavilion and long corridor. Initially, I was somewhat restrained by the free movement of couples around us. I gently held A-Qing's delicate hand and began to chat happily with her.
Under the teasing whispers of sweet nothings, my hands became less attentive, moving and lifting the hem of her blouse, which was tightly bound at her waist. My hand gently slipped from her slender waist upwards, reaching towards her breasts.
She struggled slightly, a little shy, trying to push away my left hand that was inside her breasts. However, as I gently kissed her earlobe, she soon had no choice but to let my left hand continue to caress her breasts.
It was then that I realized she wasn't wearing a bra. It turned out that I often stole various bras from women, and inadvertently discovered her secret: she wasn't naturally inclined to go braless, but she felt uncomfortable breathing with her breasts constricted by a bra, so she only wore one occasionally. I asked her if she wasn't afraid of her nipples showing, and she replied that she wore a vest underneath and a loose silk jacket over it, making it harder for people to notice her nipples.
Sweet words whispered in A-Qing's ear, and my hands, while caressing her firm, full breasts, made subtle changes to the movements. I slowly and gently pressed and pinched her nipples, but while massaging her breasts, I applied appropriate pressure, kneading different parts of them.
At that moment, I only felt that A-Qing's breasts were very delicate, full of elasticity and resilience, unlike the lumps and sagging that often occur in women who have given birth. For someone like me who had only recently touched a woman's breasts, my heart was racing. My senses were incredibly sensitive; I could feel her nipples hardening and swelling.
I began to wrap my arms around her, my lips kissing her eyes, nose, and lips. My kisses made her murmur softly, then begin to moan. Her hands followed my touch, responding to my caresses.
My right hand continued to squeeze her swollen breasts, while my left hand pulled her right hand to my throbbing crotch. She began to struggle, as if afraid to touch that forbidden area.
I said to her, "Darling, my little brother loves you too! Touch it!" I unzipped my pants and pulled out my erect penis. I then pulled her delicate right hand over, letting her hold my penis for the first time—this was also the first time since I became an adult that a young woman had touched my penis.
At this moment, my penis was being caressed by a woman like never before, and my excitement was constantly increasing. I could feel my penis becoming noticeably harder, and I could faintly feel a pulsating sensation—a feeling of comfort.
I was savoring, enjoying, and feeling Ah-Qing's caresses!
I was no longer satisfied with just caressing her breasts or her kneading; I freed my hands, one sliding along her buttocks and the other on her lower abdomen, slipping my hand between her legs. She began to spread her thighs, allowing my left hand to touch her pubic hair. I could hear her rapid breathing as she stroked my penis, and she began to moan softly and wantonly.
I gently rubbed her mons pubis, and the first time I had touched a woman's pubic hair filled me with surprise and delight. With her cooperation, I began to probe further down.
I quickly felt her labia among her pubic hair. My fingers could clearly feel two small, tender labia minora on her vulva. Unfortunately, in the darkness, I couldn't see the shape of her protruding labia minora; I only felt that her vulva was moist from my caresses, giving my fingertips a subtle sensation. I carefully rubbed between her labia, occasionally probing her clitoris and gently squeezing it.
My penis grew longer, and my clitoris was already throbbing with the sensation of ejaculation!
Ironically, because I hadn't seen any real photos of female genitalia at the time, I had no idea about the location of the clitoris, let alone its role in female sexual arousal, so I didn't massage her clitoris. I was eager to ejaculate; I had been holding it in for so long, my penis had been erect for almost an hour.
However, I hadn't had intercourse with her yet, so I didn't dare to ask for intercourse or oral sex. So, I stood up, hoping she would masturbate me so I could ejaculate.
At that moment, although I was a seasoned masturbator, I had never let a woman hold my penis before, so I really wanted to try having Ah-Qing "masturbate" me!
She sat shyly and awkwardly, diligently stroking my penis with her hand. Perhaps it was her rough technique, or perhaps she was using too much force, but facing her, with my hands cupping her cheeks, my penis was hard, and I was eagerly waiting for her passion to make me ejaculate!
The night breeze blew, and a coolness suddenly ran down my face, but a strange clarity arose in my mind. It turned out that my sexually aroused penis couldn't produce the urge to ejaculate! My God, it was just a mechanical friction. Subconsciously, I was afraid of being spied on by passersby. Although my penis was still hard, the semen seemed to have flowed back, and there was no longer any desire to ejaculate!
My first time being masturbated by my lover ended in failure! I had to end it disappointed! From then on, I developed a fear of my lover masturbating me. Even after Ah-Qing made an exception and gave me oral sex, I still didn't experience the pleasure of masturbation, nor did I ejaculate! This continued until after we got married, and after a long period of adjustment, I finally experienced penile pleasure under my wife's skilled manipulation! It
was probably only after several years of marriage, with a massage parlor worker, that I was able to ejaculate while being masturbated by a woman.
It seems that only with the oral and manual stimulation of an extremely lewd and skilled professional sex worker could my sensuality and focus generate the urge to ejaculate!
In the fourth week, a month after we met, Ah-Qing and I had sex. Lovemaking among the dense trees and flowers on campus is the most romantic, evocative, and exciting experience, so Ah-Qing and I often made love spontaneously at my alma mater and her school. Empty classrooms, under shady trees, and the corners of dormitories all became our favorite places for caressing, kissing, and sex.
When we made love on campus, the position Ah-Qing and I most often used was standing penetration. She would sit on my lap, face me, or with her back to me – these were also common positions. In our subsequent sexual history, besides the traditional missionary position (man on top), which was the most frequent, we didn't use any other positions, including standing and sitting. However, the pleasure of sex isn't about the position, but about the coordination and mutual satisfaction.
I remember one time, at her college, we met at night. A storm raged, and everyone was gone, which ironically made our time together in the pavilion perfect. I hadn't made love to her for days; my eyes were burning with desire, my eyebrows trembled, and my eyelids twitched. I knew that without release inside her, my erection would ache.
So, disregarding everything, in the rain and mist, in the octagonal pavilion, she sat back with her legs spread, and I penetrated her already wet vagina from the front. With her hands propped up diagonally, she experienced wave after wave of pleasure under my powerful thrusts. Like a delicate flower, she reveled in my storm of passion, moaning and crying out. Hidden behind the rain and its sound, who could comprehend such passion and wantonness!
Of course, my hands weren't idle during our intercourse.
I squeezed her large breasts, gently kneading her nipples, kissing her from her forehead, eyes, nose, red lips, and neck down to her nipples. At that moment, I felt a blissful, ethereal sensation. The usually noisy surroundings, washed away by the wind and rain, were now only occupied by two sexually aroused lovers, reveling in their lovemaking.
They responded actively and harmoniously. I felt my penis enter a warm, moist, and unfathomably deep abyss, swimming freely in her sea of desire, and feeling her labia tightly enveloping it. Under the intense embrace and friction, the semen surging within me began to gush out. At that moment, I quickly withdrew my thick penis, and the semen sprayed onto her pubic hair, labia, and navel. This was the most passionate scene of lovemaking I'd ever experienced during our relationship.
Later, another night, we strolled around my alma mater. Around 9 pm, under the large cypress tree on the north platform in front of the brightly lit, magnificent library building, Ah-Qing and I embraced, our passion entwined, lost in ecstasy.
Although there weren't many students in front of the library, groups of three or five passed by. Perhaps emboldened by lust, I moved my hands to her chest, massaging her full breasts, instantly causing her nipples to swell and harden.
My erect penis pressed against her mons pubis, the head against her inner thigh.
What a brave and exciting scene! She had her back to the library (there was a corridor downstairs), and passersby didn't notice our unusual behavior. I groped her, pulling up the hem of her white dress and down her panties to her knees, my fingers digging directly into her labia and vulva.
I immediately felt her wet, slippery, sticky labia. I ran my fingers around her vulva, gently pinching, pressing, and pulling, even probing inside her vagina, teasing and rubbing. Through the vibrations of my fingertips, I transmitted boundless love to her vaginal nerves, reaching her brain. Suddenly seized by a sudden urge for intercourse, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard penis!
A-Qing was a very obedient girl; every time I teased her, she complied with my desires. So, every time I saw her, I could stroke her armpit hair and breasts from under her loose sleeves or clothes, and I would always suckle her nipples. I thought, perhaps my bold actions could also satisfy her sexual desire! Aside from using a condom during her period, I always penetrated directly and ejaculated outside her vagina.
However, surprisingly, I managed to insert my glans into her vagina easily with her legs spread. She immediately clamped my penis shut. At that moment, I felt a strong sense of urgency, as if her vagina was unusually tight. I quickly covered my penis with her long skirt to prevent passersby from noticing. Then, I continued thrusting. The
tense intercourse continued unnoticed next to passing students. This exposed sexual activity gave me a special stimulation; my excitement intensified, and lubrication increased. I held her buttocks tightly with both hands, guiding her and keeping her movements in rhythm with mine, maximizing the pleasure of ejaculation.
This time, I felt like I was demonstrating standing intercourse to passersby! After about two or three minutes, amidst her subtle panting, I sensed my semen spurting out! Ah, I guess I was a little too slow in pulling out my penis. I ejaculated some inside her vagina before I spread my legs and shot the rest of my semen onto the ground between her legs.
This outdoor sex on campus was far more daring than any secret lovemaking I'd had later in my relationships or marriage. It's left a deep impression on me!

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