The Story of the Female Counselor

During summer vacation, I went to Yinchuan. After returning, I started studying hard, devoting all my time to my studies so I had no time to think about her. For the college entrance exam, I applied to only one university: Ningxia University. Because of my outstanding grades, I was admitted to Ningxia University, where I chose English as my major.
Yinchuan has a mid-temperate continental climate, with an average annual temperature of 8.5℃, a daily temperature difference of 12-15℃, and an average annual sunshine duration of 2800-3000 hours, making it one of the regions with the highest solar radiation and sunshine hours in the country. I love the sunshine here; it's gentle, just like my current mood.
On September 10th, I officially entered this campus.
My entrance exam score was the highest among the English majors, and my advisor, Sang Miao, valued me highly. Plus, I'm usually quiet and quite composed, so everyone elected me as class monitor.
At the beginning of freshman year, my classmates were like rabbits in heat, frantically searching for mates. It seemed like they were afraid of missing out on a better one. There were five of us in one dorm room, and I was the only one who wasn't in a relationship. My life is simple, a monotonous routine: dorm, classroom, canteen—everything is peaceful.
Ningxia is a snowy place, and winter arrived in the blink of an eye. I love snow, its pure whiteness. I often stroll alone in the snow. Every time it snows, I go alone to Lin's grave to sweep her tomb, gazing at the sky in this pure beauty, remembering my beloved. On
weekends, my dorm buddies are busy dating, while I, besides reading more books, start drinking more alcohol. It's not decadence, just a search for a tranquil kind of anesthesia. Besides that, I exercise. I often spend time alone at the gym, repeatedly doing all the machines until I'm completely exhausted. After a few months, my muscles have become very defined, and my face has gained a few more adult-like features. During the Spring Festival,
I went home to spend a reunion with my parents, who said I looked much stronger. I drank heavily with my old buddies for a few days before returning to Yinchuan early. This city has a special attraction for me, making it hard to leave.
Since it's still early before school starts, I'm temporarily staying at a classmate's house in the same city. Then I applied for a job at KFC and began my holiday work life. The work at KFC was busy but fulfilling. Capitalist exploitation is truly humane; it allows people to enjoy the pleasure of being exploited.
I worked hard and cooperated well with everyone. After work, I usually went to the library to read. My life was well-organized. I planned to keep my life tightly packed forever, living this busy life.
One day, I was at work, busy taking orders. "Please give me a sundae, and one…
" A familiar face appeared before me; it was my advisor, Sang Miao. She was also surprised, but she was smart and knew there were many rules here, so she didn't say much to me. She ordered and sat at the table opposite me, starting to eat. She looked at me, pointed to her watch, meaning to ask what time I finished work. I held up an 8 to her. A little while later, she finished eating and hinted that I should go shopping first and come find me after work.
Sang Miao was 27 years old, a very young advisor; she was also a graduate of Ningxia University. She was retained as a student counselor due to her excellent grades. She's very beautiful, about 168cm tall, with short, neatly styled hair, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and dressed impeccably, exuding a professional air. She comes from a prestigious family; she's a descendant of Sang Long, a famous combat hero of the Fourth Field Army, and her father, Sang Zhenxiong, is the chief of staff of a unit in the Ningxia Military Region. No wonder classmates say that Counselor Sang's gaze is incredibly captivating when she makes eye contact—it seems to be related to genetics. Rumors circulate that Sang Miao's boyfriend before she stayed on as a counselor was the most handsome man at Ningxia University, but they broke up for some unknown reason.
I have outstanding grades and am very studious, so Counselor Sang always treats me differently and has given me a lot of help with my studies. We've also become good friends. Seeing her today was a surprise; it'll be perfect to sit together after work.
At 8 pm, Sang Miao appeared at the KFC entrance on time, and I finished my shift and came out.
"Haha, Ningxia, you're actually here for work-study? Didn't you go home?" "Yes, I just got back a few days ago. It's boring at home." "What about you, advisor? How come you have so much free time?" "Nothing to do
, and I didn't want to stay home, so I came out for a stroll. I didn't expect to run into you. Why not meet by chance? Come on, let's go have some fun." Since I had nothing else to do, I readily agreed.
Sang Miao took me to a disco bar. It was my first time in a place like this. She ordered a bottle of foreign liquor with some ice. I didn't know the name of the liquor, but it tasted pretty bad.
The streets outside were deserted, but inside it was unusually noisy. All sorts of men and women were drinking happily and dancing freely.
I never knew my advisor could drink so much. My alcohol tolerance is already quite good, but I was already a little dizzy, while she seemed fine, still frequently raising her glass. After drinking for a while, we both got a little hot, so we took off our coats and stored them at the bar. When we came back, Sang Miao took out a pack of 555 cigarettes from her pocket and handed it to me. I took it in surprise. She smiled gently and lit it skillfully. I never expected that my usually refined and gentle advisor would have such a hidden side.
"Advisor, you actually smoke!" "Hehe, I only smoke because I consider you one of my own. Don't go telling anyone."
"Yes, ma'am."
My advisor reached out and lit my cigarette with a lighter. It was a red Zippo lighter. With a click, the flame leaped, and through the light, I looked closely at my advisor's face. She was truly beautiful, breathtakingly so. She was looking at me too. I suddenly realized my intrusion, quickly lit my cigarette, and made a thank-you gesture.
"Do you have a girlfriend, Ningxia?"
"No...yes..."
"So, do you have one or not?" "
I used to..." "
Hehe, and now?"
"Now...now I have one too..."
"Haha, still shy about saying? Is she pretty?
" "I think she's very beautiful." "Would you marry her?"
"No..."
"How could you say that?" The counselor's gaze suddenly sharpened, making it impossible to look her in the eye. I picked up my drink and downed it in one gulp.
"Maybe you have your reasons, maybe all men are like this. Never mind, I won't interfere in your private life, let's drink." Finally feeling a bit more relaxed, we downed three drinks with the counselor.
"Tell me your story, Ningxia. Since we're good friends, I want to know your story. From your eyes, I can tell you're someone with experience." "I...I don't have much of a past, it's pretty uneventful.
Hehe, but counselor, the classmates often talk about you. I heard your ex-boyfriend was quite handsome." "Hehe, that's all in the past, really nothing much. Want to hear? I'll start."
"Okay..."
"I was very obedient and studied hard from a young age, always achieving excellent grades. My father was a soldier, and he had high expectations of me, with very strict upbringing. I only started making friends with the opposite sex after I entered Ningxia University; before that, I had very few friends, and I certainly couldn't associate with boys.
Feng was my class monitor; he was very handsome, and many female classmates liked him. I didn't pay much attention at first, but one time during a field trip, I accidentally got lost in the mountains and fell, injuring my calf. Feng led the classmates to search for me all night, finally finding me shivering. He hugged me and told me he was very worried about me, that he would always take care of me, and never let me get hurt again.
I was immediately touched by his words, and from then on, we started dating. My parents admired him because he was not only handsome but also very caring. Feng's grandfather happened to be my father's former superior officer, and they had a deep friendship. In other people's eyes, we were a perfect match, and he promised to marry me after graduation. Everything seemed to be going smoothly."
During a winter in my junior year, I gave him everything without reservation. At that time, I truly felt happy. As our senior year approached, my classmates began to plan for their future. Feng and I both had excellent grades, and the school was short of teachers at the time, so my advisor suggested that we stay on as faculty.
On the eve of graduation, Feng suddenly came to me excitedly, saying that his father had secured him a study abroad opportunity. Of course, I knew this was a rare opportunity, and I didn't want to stop him, but I was worried about our future.
So I asked him what we should do, and he said he would call and write to me, and that I should wait for him. But after he left, everything changed. Less than six months later, he was living with a girl from Singapore...
"Do you hate him?" "Hehe, I hated him at first, but not anymore. People always have to go through these things to grow up. Being deceived may not be a bad thing. I've always been obedient and academically excellent since I was little, and I've followed my family's arrangements every step of the way. But no one can control matters of the heart, so let it be." After pouring out her heart, the advisor seemed much lighter and drank the wine in her glass in a big gulp.
"Ningxia, it's your turn. Tell me your story." "Okay, since you consider me a friend, I'll tell you about my past." I told Sang Miao Lin Lin's story, and by the time I finished, she was already sobbing uncontrollably.
"Ningxia, I always felt your eyes were filled with a sense of vicissitude, that you had a story to tell, but your story surprised me. Lin Lin is a good girl, and you're a good man. Although you can't be together anymore, I envy your relationship, really." "Hehe, today was really liberating, being able to say everything on my mind. Thank you, advisor. Actually, I think living alone is pretty good, don't you think?" "That's right, I never want to get married again. From now on, when we're together, just call me Sang Miao. Come on, cheers to being single!"
We downed the whole bottle of wine in one gulp, and Sang Miao pulled me onto the dance floor. To the intense music, we released our emotions with our bodies. Sweating profusely, our blood boiling, I simply took off my t-shirt and danced with abandon. Several girls around me started screaming at my muscular physique and, led by Sang Miao, surrounded me and started dancing wildly.
As the atmosphere on the dance floor reached its peak, the music softened with the DJ's call, and "Valentine's Day Without a Lover" floated in the air. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this beautiful evening. Now, this song is dedicated to those without partners, and we wish you a happy Valentine's Day!"
It was then that I realized, oh my god! February 14th, today is Valentine's Day! From Sang Miao's surprised look, I could tell she had no idea what day it was either. She extended her hand, inviting me to dance with her. As I took her hand, the lights dimmed.
After the passionate dance, we both felt the alcohol taking effect; our heads started to spin, and our steps became unsteady. Sang Miao rested her head on my shoulder and began to softly sing along to the song, "Happy Valentine's Day, Happy Valentine's Day,
I only hear sad music .
Happy Valentine's Day, Happy Valentine's Day,
gently cut those melancholy strands of hair..."
I felt a warm current slide down my chest; it must have been Sang Miao's tears. She leaned tightly against me, and I hugged her even tighter.
When we left the disco, we were both completely drunk.
I took a taxi to the military compound and stopped in front of a two-story building. The sentry at the gate saw it was Sang Miao and immediately came to greet her, notifying the guards to open the gate.
The guard rushed out and helped me support Sang Miao straight upstairs.
"Why did you drink so much? The Chief of Staff isn't home, and you went out drinking. If the Chief of Staff finds out, he'll definitely give me a severe scolding." When we arrived at Sang Miao's room, the guard left. The spacious and tidy room had a bunch of orchids quietly blooming in the corner, filling the air with a faint fragrance.
Sang Miao lay dazedly on the bed. I took off her shoes and covered her with the blanket. Just as I was about to leave, Sang Miao suddenly grabbed my hand. "Don't go, stay with me, okay?" I was suddenly at a loss, unsure how to answer her. "I...I think I should go back," Sang Miao suddenly threw herself into my arms, "Hold me...don't go!"
Under the influence of alcohol, my willpower instantly collapsed. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her passionately. Sang Miao's breathing became rapid, and her whole body became hot. A beautiful woman appeared before me; I think no one could resist.
We knew clearly that we were just substitutes for each other, but this behavior was more direct and less needy of pretense. We practically tore off each other's clothes until we were completely naked. The simple and rough foreplay was even more stimulating. Reaching down, Sang Miao was already aroused. I frantically kneaded Sang Miao's breasts; they were full and firm, too big to be fully grasped with one hand. Sang Miao gripped my penis tightly, stroking it up and down. Suddenly, she turned around, pinning me beneath her, and took my penis into her mouth, swallowing it greedily.
Sang Miao seemed to have some experience; sometimes she would rotate the glans in her mouth, sometimes she would swallow it whole, as if savoring a long-awaited delicacy.
Perhaps due to long-term physical exercise, I noticed my erect penis was much thicker than before. At this moment, I was aroused beyond measure, my penis throbbing, and Sang Miao could only take in half of it.
I pulled Sang Miao up, making her kneel on the bed. Holding her slender waist, I aimed at her wet labia from behind and thrust deep inside, penetrating all the way in. At the same time, Sang Miao let out a pleasurable moan. I thrust in and out vigorously, each stroke hitting the very bottom, making a slapping sound.
Sang Miao moaned passionately, her front end lying face down on the bed, her buttocks raised high, letting me ride her. With a contraction of her vagina, Sang Miao experienced her first orgasm, a gush of hot vaginal fluid spraying onto my glans. Her vagina gripped my penis tightly, preventing me from pulling out. I thrust all the way in, filling it completely, leaving no gap, then swayed my hips from side to side, grinding against her labia while my glans pounded against her vagina. The pleasure intensified instantly, another orgasm washed over me, and Sang Miao's vaginal fluids overflowed, flowing down her thighs. She went limp and collapsed onto the bed.
I turned Sang Miao over, spread her legs, and hoisted her onto my shoulders. With one hand, I parted her labia, and with the other, I held my penis, teasing her clitoris with the glans. After a few thrusts, Sang Miao's desire was aroused again.
"Faster... I want... I want... fuck me... faster... put it in... ah~~~~~" I forcefully
spread her legs and thrust my penis in completely. After more than 40 thrusts, Sang Miao reached orgasm again.
"Ah...so good...faster...faster...I'm coming...fuck me harder...ah~~, so good...come on~~~ah~~~"
With each contraction of her vagina, I reached the peak of pleasure. My penis swelled to its limit, and I thrust my raging member deep into her, my pent-up desire erupting like a waterfall.
Neither of us spoke; she lay silently beside me. On such a poignant night, two one-winged angels embraced each other, falling asleep in each
other's arms. In the days that followed, Sang Miao played the roles of teacher, friend, and sexual partner in my life. We tacitly avoided discussing our feelings, because we both knew it would all end badly. It was better to comfort each other and remain friends.

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