The love of first love in my dreams

I still dream about her even now; the past is too painful to recall!
My first love was in vocational high school. She was my classmate. Because there were relatively few girls in the class, she had many admirers.
At the time, I was obsessed with soccer, spending almost all my time after school and during breaks playing on the field, trying to join the school team. I didn't pay much attention to her until that day!
During recess, I was playing soccer on the field when I heard the bell ring for class. I rushed to the classroom, and at the corner of the stairs, a classmate stopped me. Seeing my surprised expression, he gestured for me to look up.
That scene is forever etched in my mind. Because the school stairs were quite high, my first love was walking on the top, and those below could see her fair, glistening legs and her light-colored underwear, though her short skirt couldn't quite cover them.
I was stunned. I felt a surge of heat coursing through my body, as if searching for an outlet. In an instant, she turned around and saw me, saw my burning gaze.
Her face flushed, and she instinctively covered her skirt with her hand. We both laughed awkwardly.
That was the end of it. Her white legs and light-colored panties often appeared in my dreams, giving me my first blissful dream and stimulating my hormones. I began pursuing her.
The pursuit was blissful, thanks to a trick from one of my dating experts, haha… Actually, I still use this trick to pursue girls now. Because it's too lewd, I won't go into details, haha… At my home, we had our first intimate encounter—my first and hers too.
I held her, feeling her slowly melting like water. When I unbuttoned her clothes, I could clearly feel her body trembling. Her soft breaths and the sweet fragrance of a young girl captivated me.
I kissed her, an increasingly intense kiss, as if I wanted to devour her. She responded gently, her hands weakly resting on my shoulders and back.
I finally stripped her of all her clothes, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful sight before my eyes.
I gently placed her on the bed, and she shyly turned her head away, avoiding my passionate gaze. I quickly took off my own clothes and pounced on her.
My hands caressed her entire body, my lips kissed her all over, while my erect penis remained stubbornly erect, unable to penetrate.
She couldn't take it anymore, trembling as she guided my penis into her vulva. I thrust frantically, almost entering her urethra, but finally, it was inside, a warm, moist sensation enveloping me.
My penis slowly entered, encountering resistance—oh, it was her hymen.
She resisted my further penetration, but I couldn't control myself and thrust in forcefully.
Wow, that felt amazing! A tingling, itchy sensation spread from the glans of my penis throughout my entire body.
At that moment, the world stopped turning. I climbed on top of her and began thrusting, slowly at first, then faster, gently at last, until I ejaculated.
My penis remained inside her, refusing to leave, and I continued to enjoy the wonderful feeling on top of her.
Then, she started to sob… she started to sob again. I quickly asked her what was wrong. She gently moved her body away from mine and said, “We have to break up.” I hurriedly asked her, “Why?” She didn’t answer, just pressed her head tightly against my chest and cried incessantly… That’s how we broke up. Some time later, I learned that another classmate was pursuing her, and this classmate was the son of a leader in our assigned workplace. At the time, I didn’t understand her at all and said and did many things that hurt her. Now, thinking back, I really regret it.
[The End]

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