I fell in love with a bitch in college.

"Ah...be gentle...it hurts." She lay on the bed, and I held her waist with both hands, swaying her not-so-large but rather shapely white and tender buttocks as I tried to thrust gently.
The girl felt pain the first time, gently biting her lower lip. She tried to adapt to this painful pleasure, and with a shy expression, she raised her buttocks a little higher. The pain seemed less intense, and that strange feeling of penetration began to surge through her body. She couldn't help but moan.
"It feels good...harder, I can bear it."
I pulled my lower body out, pounced on her on the bed, rolled over, and, gazing at her snow-white flesh, pounced on her like a hungry tiger. My lower body thrust into her wet little hole again, feeling her honeyed cave enveloping my lower body, and I began to thrust again. One
hand kneaded her breasts, my index finger constantly teasing her hard, pink nipple. Her face was flushed, her eyes half-closed, clearly succumbing to the pleasure, moaning softly.
"Oh...so good, ah...ah ah..."
I began to lick her pink neck, cheeks, and lips with my tongue, still thrusting and swaying my lower body.
Virgins may not have the experience of mature women, nor will they cooperate with you. But their tender vaginas still have a reaction, a feeling that mature women lack.
Soon, I felt like I was about to ejaculate, and I began to accelerate my movements, each time reaching the deepest point. She was also infected by this change, and even began to sway her slender waist as if cooperating with me. The whole room was filled with the sounds of flesh colliding and moaning.
"Ahhh...ah, so fast...I can't take it anymore..." Her face flushed even more, and with my rapid and fierce thrusts, her body arched upwards, her chest thrusting high.
I felt my penis being gripped tightly by the walls of her vagina, the glans stimulated by the pleasure, a surge of excitement coursing through my body. I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated all my love juice into that secret cave.
"Mmm...oh...it's so hot down there, like it's filled with water..." She looked at me with seductive eyes, a little white fluid flowing from her lower body, mixed with the blood-red color of her virginity, giving me immense satisfaction.
This was the first time I had felt so aroused with a virgin, which aroused my desire even more. After resting for a while, I picked up my penis and started fighting again.
...
Her name is Song Fei. She's a rather strong-willed girl, a freshman in college. I'm two years older than her. I used to be a bit of a playboy, but I turned back after meeting her. Maybe she was too strict, or maybe I just liked her too much. Anyway, I went from a wolf in sheep's clothing to a devoted, clueless guy, all because of her.
That day was near graduation, and I finally won her over after dating for six months. Don't laugh at my methods; in my experience, I could have won her over immediately. It's just that I cared too much about her. If it weren't so close to graduation, I probably would have dragged it out.
You know, after graduation we'd all go our separate ways, and the chances of her waiting for me were slim. Even if she ended up with someone else after I won her over, I'd probably just offer my blessings. That's what I thought at the time.
After graduation, it took me a long time to find a decent job, and during that time, I didn't talk to Song... Fei broke off contact, but they remained affectionate. Occasionally, I would go back to school to see her, go shopping, eat, and even sleep together.
In her second year of university, the predictable thing finally happened.
I only remember that when I went to see her that day, she didn't bring that guy; she just snatched a cigarette from me, took a puff, and choked on it.
In the end, she just said "I'm sorry" many times and then left.
I had always anticipated this ending, always thinking there was no burden or attachment, but after she left, I suddenly realized how wrong I was. I still cared about her. A strange feeling churned in my heart all day, and I kept holding my phone, wanting to call her, but ultimately gave up.
Time flew by, and after returning to single life, I didn't return to the life of a pack of wolves. Surprisingly, I began to focus on work. A year later, my salary had increased several times, and I was promoted to supervisor.
"I got dumped, and I have a child." That autumn
, I stood in front of my house, staring in disbelief at Song Fei, whom I hadn't seen for over a year, her slightly protruding belly. Emotions I'd suppressed for over a year suddenly erupted, and my face turned ashen.
I knew her; in this situation, she would never go home, nor would she ask for help, because she was a very proud and strong-willed girl.
"I can't go home, I can only..." Her voice faltered, and she glanced at me cautiously. "I can only ask you for help."
"Lend me some... ah!" Before I could even utter the word "money," I pulled her into the house, closed the door, and led her straight to the bedroom.
I don't know if it was her attitude or her behavior that angered me, but I threw her onto the bed and roughly tore off her clothes.
She was wearing a loose-fitting, sleeveless black wool dress today, so her slightly protruding belly wouldn't be so noticeable, over which she wore a pink long-sleeved turtleneck sweater and thick black stockings.
I quickly stripped her clothes off; she didn't resist much. Like a doll, she was at my mercy, only habitually biting her lower lip and closing her eyes.
I stared at this familiar body, her round belly, her breasts beginning to fuller, and the anger in my heart, along with a venting pleasure, ignited within me. I stripped off my clothes, my already erect penis thrusting straight into her lower body.
There was no pity, no care; I frantically ravaged the woman beneath me. Pregnancy, ex-girlfriend—all long since forgotten.
I simply thrust my lower body rapidly, listening to her soft moans.
"Ugh... um... ugh..." She bit her lip tightly, only letting out low moans, her eyes closed, and a few clear liquids seemed to slide from the corners of her eyes, dripping onto the sheets.
"Damn it, how many times did he sleep with you?"
"You dumped me because you got pregnant? And now you're coming to me?"
"Do you think I'm a TV drama protagonist?!"
"You bitch! Damn it!" "
Her expression was one of utter contempt. I roared angrily, thrusting my lower body deeper and deeper, my hands gripping her already D-cup breasts, squeezing and kneading them with a vengeful force. She couldn't help but start moaning softly.
'Harder, love me... ahh... I know... I know you hate me... I did it willingly... oh.'
'You know? You only know now!?'
'Yes... yes... I'm sorry, I... uh!'
Before she could even finish speaking, the rapid, frenzied thrusting had already made me ejaculate. But I didn't intend to let her go. I pulled out my penis, grabbed her arm, pulled her up, pressed her head down, and yelled, 'Lick it!'"
She stared at the liquid-covered root-like object, glanced at me hesitantly, and carefully opened her small mouth. Her warm little tongue lightly touched the head of my penis, then gently licked it, slowly taking it into her mouth. "
Mmm..." The sounds of her sucking and licking escaped her lips. I could feel my penis being enveloped and rotated by her tongue, a small suction constantly drawing it in, an intense pleasure.
This girl's technique is so good now; I wonder how that guy trained her. Thinking of this, another surge of anger welled up within me.
"Seriously! Don't think you can just let this go!"
She trembled upon hearing this, and I suddenly felt a pang of pity. I watched as her small hand caressed my testicles, her mouth working rhythmically. A powerful stimulation made my erection rise again. I pushed her down forcefully, and we continued...
After countless thrusts, we lay exhausted on the bed. She asked coldly, "Can I pay now?"
Can I pay now? Can I pay now? Can I pay now?
Her words, spoken softly, struck me like a thunderbolt. I sat up and slapped her across the face.
"Do you think you're a prostitute?!" Silence fell over the room.
When people are extremely unhappy, they do things that go too far. I admit, what I did at that moment went against my intentions, even completely contrary to my personality, but I did it anyway.
The next day, I accompanied her to the hospital. Fortunately, my violent assault the day before hadn't caused any problems. Before the surgery, the nurses and doctors lectured her for a long time. After the surgery, Song Fei was sent to a ward to recuperate, and I stayed with her for a month.
I once read a quote: "If the woman who dumped you comes back to you, you have to say no." I think it makes a lot of sense, but I really couldn't do that with her. She wouldn't come looking for me; I had to go looking for her.
"Song Fei, I'll marry you after you graduate."
"Forget it." She turned her head and looked at me seriously, a slight smile on her face: "I'm not good enough for you."
The brief conversation shattered the hope that had been igniting within me. After being discharged from the hospital, I took her back to school.
During that time, I had no interest in finding another girlfriend. My colleagues even joked that I was sexually apathetic. After all, since the day I started working, I had never mentioned having a girlfriend, had never had any feelings for any of the women in the department, and had never discussed even the slightest adult fantasy with my colleagues.
I picked up my phone and, with a sliver of hope, sent Song Fei a text message, asking about her daily life.
Unexpectedly, she replied to my text message, saying she was preparing to be independent and was going to try finding a part-time job. Looking at this strong-willed girl—no, I should call her a woman—I
felt a small surge of excitement and put my phone away. Remembering my colleague's words, I fell into distress again. Had I... really become frigid?
That day, I accompanied a client to dinner and then went to a karaoke bar. After ordering food and hiring a hostess, I suddenly couldn't help but marvel at the insignificance of the world and felt a pang of helplessness for this hostess.
I left two of my colleagues with the client and took the hostess's hand, leaving the private room and going to the next one.
The karaoke bar wasn't very big, and the room next to ours was empty; anyone could enter. I pushed open the door and pulled her inside, pressing her down on the sofa, staring intently into her eyes. She lowered her head, unable to meet my gaze.
"You said you found a job," I said, trying to sound calm.
"I couldn't find one; this was the only one with a decent salary," she stubbornly argued, her eyes reddening.
"But what kind of bullshit job is this?!"
"It's not what you think!" she shouted, "I'm a hostess! Not a prostitute!"
"What the hell is the difference?!" I removed my hands and stood up, asking. "How long have you been working here?"
"Three, three days." She looked up at me, only to see me dialing my cell phone.
"Who are you calling?"
"Your parents." I continued flipping through my phone book, remembering I'd known this number since college, never deleted it, just forgotten about it.
"No!" She quickly stood up, trying to snatch my phone back: "You can't call! I'll die!"
I pushed her away with my arm, looking at her face, a thought flashing through my mind: "Marry me after graduation."
"What, no!"
I dialed her parents' number again and put it to my ear.
"Ah, no! I know, I know!" Her face flushed crimson with anxiety, she jumped up and down, grabbing my phone and shouting, "I'll marry you! Marry you! Don't call!"
Satisfied, I put the phone away, looking at her still slightly embarrassed face, and thought to myself, "What frigidity? She just has someone in her heart."
Looking at the woman before me, I was filled with emotion, my expression turning extremely lewd: "Beautiful lady, shall we...try it here?"
"Pervert!" The blush that hadn't faded from Song Fei's face returned, and I pushed her down onto the sofa: "Oh, no..."
[The End]

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