My first love is now a teacher.

Wang Jie and I were classmates in elementary, middle, and high school. We knew each other very well and even had a flirtatious relationship. But we were also enemies—we were academic rivals, always vying for first place in exams, which often led to jealousy. I was once madly in love with her and confessed my feelings, but she rejected me, citing the impact on her studies. This devastated me; I was furious and my love turned to hate. Every time I saw her, I silently cursed her. She felt the same way.
Time flew by, and many years passed, but the grudges of those days didn't fade; instead, they deepened. I often thought of her while masturbating.
Later, we both went to Beijing to pursue our careers. Wang Jie became a university professor, while I became a civil servant. We lived our lives in parallel worlds. What
truly shattered the peace was a rainy night. I was working overtime at the office when someone called. I saw it was an unfamiliar number and hung up immediately. But a while later, the number called again. I thought for a moment and answered, "Hello, who is this?" "Old classmate, don't you recognize me? Guess!" I recognized her voice immediately, the voice that I had once loved so passionately. Actually, I knew she was in Beijing, but I hadn't thought of contacting her. I tried to suppress my excitement and said, "I can't guess." "It's Wang Jie." It was indeed her. I hadn't forgotten her for many years. In my heart, she was the first person I liked during my adolescence, and I had even shed tears for her. After being rejected back then, I lost a lot of weight. I even considered transferring schools for her—because I couldn't bear being in the same class as her. But I gradually calmed down, perhaps because so many years had passed. After exchanging a few pleasantries with her, I said I was working overtime and didn't have time right now, but we could have dinner together the next evening. She agreed without hesitation.
After returning home, I couldn't calm down for a long time. The next evening, I specially wore a white shirt, carefully shaved with a Gillette 5 manual razor, and applied hair gel before meeting her. When I arrived at the Western restaurant we had agreed to meet, I found her already waiting there. I couldn't even look directly into those eyes; they were still so captivating, instantly piercing my insecure heart.
"Sorry I'm late," I said. "It's okay, you've become very handsome these past few years," Wang Jie said. My nervousness vanished immediately, and we started chatting. During our conversation, I learned that she remained excellent even after getting into fashion design university, always ranking first in her exams, and her designs had even won awards. We ordered a bottle of red wine, and our faces turned flushed from drinking. As we
chatted, the conversation drifted to our love lives. She told me she had a boyfriend in college, but they broke up due to personality clashes. I said I'd had a few girlfriends in recent years, but none of them really resonated with me. She said, "Do you remember what happened between us back then?" I said, "Of course I remember. I even confessed to you, and I almost transferred schools for you." She said, "I'm a little regretful now. Actually, that confession left a deep impression on me, and I haven't forgotten it. I really liked you back then, but because I didn't do well on that exam, I didn't want to do it this way." I said, "Yeah, I both loved and hated you back then, and I called you an idiot every day." She said, "Me too. We competed so fiercely in our studies. I was jealous of you when you did well."
We talked for a long, long time, and the meal lasted a long time too, until after 9 pm when we reluctantly said goodbye. Our eyes never left each other, and our gazes revealed an extremely ambiguous look. Before leaving, I noticed she was a little tipsy, so I offered to take her home. She said, "I don't want to go home. I want to go to your place. I need to have a good chat with my old classmates today." As she spoke, she pinched my palm. Of course, I knew what she meant. It was something we both tacitly understood. It seemed my long-held dream was about to come true. The dream came true so realistically that I really wanted to hold her hand on the street, but I didn't dare. We walked step by step back to the two-bedroom apartment provided by our company.
As I opened the door, Wang Jie suddenly grabbed my waist from behind, pressing her large breasts against my back. A shiver ran through me, as if an electric current had struck. I gently lowered her hand and continued opening the door. Once inside, I locked the door, turned on the light, and then instinctively hugged her, inhaling the scent of her hormones.
We hugged for a while, then Wang Jie suddenly pushed me away, glaring at me with hatred. She said, "You're an idiot, you son of a bitch." I froze, then glared at her with equal hatred, saying, "Wang Jie, you filthy bitch, you're the idiot, your whole family are idiots, you must have slept with countless men in college." Then Wang Jie grabbed my ear and slapped me. I grabbed her hair and twisted her face. We unleashed all the hatred we had for each other back then, and although it hurt, it felt exhilarating. We said the most vicious things to each other, utterly vilifying each other. Then, Wang Jie stopped and spat in my face. I responded in kind, spitting my saliva onto her face. And so it went, one spitting at the other, our faces covered in each other's saliva, sticky and with a distinctive fishy smell. I liked this feeling, I enjoyed it. I loved her, and I hated her; I wished I could die with her. Then our faces drew closer and closer, until our lips met, our tongues intertwined, still spitting into each other's mouths. I held her waist, she wrapped her arms around my neck, our tongues sometimes intertwined, sometimes sucking at each other, sometimes swallowing each other's saliva, opening our mouths as wide as possible, stacking our tongues together, wishing we could swallow each other whole. The saliva on our faces mixed together, forming a sticky liquid. Holding each other, we unknowingly reached my bed, and with a sudden movement, we were both on the bed.
I quickly tore off Wang Jie's clothes, took off my own, and began to lick her. From her neck, to her ears, then her breasts, then her navel and back, finally licking Wang Jie's genitals and anus. In my eyes, she was pure, without a single unclean spot on her body. So I didn't need her to shower; I just covered her skin with my saliva. Wang Jie started moaning, the sounds growing louder and louder. Then she grabbed my penis and shoved it down her throat. We started 69. It had been so long since I'd had oral sex, it felt amazing. My penis felt like it was moving in and out of her vagina in her throat, and she used her throat to hold it in place. At the same time, her vagina was producing a lot of fluid under my assault, flowing out in gushes. I frantically ate Wang Jie's vaginal fluid, stimulating her anus, wanting to drain her completely.
After a while, I felt I couldn't take it anymore, so I flipped Wang Jie over, guided my penis, and thrust it into her vagina. Wang Jie's vagina wasn't a virgin, but it was still quite tight, and the penetration felt amazing. I lay on top of Wang Jie, my arms around her neck, and we kissed passionately. Wang Jie wrapped her arms around my neck, hooking her legs around my buttocks. I thrust in and out with a nine-shallow-one-deep motion, each time she cried out. After about ten minutes, I felt I was about to climax, and Wang Jie's cries grew louder. I thrust all the way in each time, our arms tightly clasped, our faces burning. Each time I entered her, I told her, "Wang Jie, I love you," and she responded, "I love you too, fuck me now, ahhhhhh." Wang Jie's vagina tightened and tightened, gripping me tightly until finally it spasmed, and my semen gushed out inside her. We both reached orgasm simultaneously.
Then, Wang Jie lay in my arms, and we kissed gently, caressing each other's bodies. We did it several times that day, I ejaculated into her mouth once, did it from behind once, and even penetrated her anus. After that, she gave up her rented apartment and moved into our dorm. Whenever we had time, we'd have sex like crazy, trying to make up for the lost years of our youth. We didn't want to be boyfriend and girlfriend because we'd hated each other, but we just wanted to be friends with benefits. [First published on Xingba]
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