Those memories of youth!

Honestly, college students' sex lives mostly happen in a few places. A few might be in expensive hotels, but most usually occur in cheap motels outside the school, in the woods on campus, in dormitories, or empty classrooms. And sometimes, it's not necessarily a full sexual encounter; it's just that the environment restricts them into things like masturbation or oral sex.

We did it in an empty classroom at night. There are many classrooms open for students to study at night, but not every classroom is occupied. So that time we found an empty classroom, went in, turned off the lights, locked the door, and no one would come in. It was very exciting; I even felt like I was filming a movie. I had never done it in such a special place before. I sat on the desk, and he stood. The height was just right; his penis could just fit inside me. Of course, we couldn't completely take off our clothes there. I was wearing a skirt, so I only needed to take off my underwear, and he only needed to pull down half of his pants. That position didn't tire him out much; he just held me while I sat on the desk, standing and moving his hips. I could also lie on the table, making it very easy for him to lift my legs and thrust. Although lying on the hard, cold table might be a little uncomfortable, the psychological feeling was incredibly stimulating. The classroom was empty, with the sounds of people passing by downstairs outside the window, and no one knew that two bodies were frantically uniting here. I didn't dare to scream too loudly, because I was afraid that people passing by the door would hear, but sometimes I couldn't help but moan...

Because he wouldn't get tired in the standing position, he seemed very relaxed standing between my legs, thrusting, his hands lifting my legs or squeezing my breasts. Usually, during sex in bed, you feel that the man on top is very energetic, but this position seems very relaxed, and it actually makes me feel very stimulated. Doing this in a classroom where we usually study and attend classes during the day creates a stark contrast. Watching him thrust into me so easily, it felt like I was a toy being effortlessly manipulated. Just thinking about it made me moan involuntarily… We

had this experience several times. I don't know if anyone ever heard moans coming from a classroom, or if anyone ever found the condoms we left under our desks. But I can say for sure that during my school years, I found condoms and packaging boxes on the classroom floor twice. So I believe there must have been couples outside of school who also engaged in passionate encounters in those empty classrooms, leaving behind traces of the girl's moans and the boy's semen. Youth, though chaotic, is always this once in a lifetime…

Love is always beautiful, whether it's infatuation, dependence, or habit. Everyone caught in the web of love experiences happiness and sweetness. But many relationships eventually end, for various reasons, just like mine. Friction gradually eroded the reasons for our love. The reasons and process of the breakup aren't my focus here. In short, during that period, we experienced so much—sweet and heartbreaking. The end of a relationship is as natural as its beginning, and I accepted it with equanimity.

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