The girl I met while playing tennis

During my freshman year, I took a tennis class and met a girl with a fierce competitive spirit. Her surname was Mei, and everyone called her Meizi. What impressed me most wasn't her bright eyes, but her dynamic figure on the tennis court.
To be honest, at first, my classmates and I were drawn to her breasts, which swayed as she ran. But gradually, we were truly captivated by her tennis skills. After the teacher learned that she had been on the high school team, inevitably, he would play a few games with Meizi in every class. The teacher was clearly stronger than Meizi, but whenever she was behind, she would fight hard and produce incredible shots, often making us cheer for her. Even when the teacher dominated her all the way to match point, her eyes remained firm and unwavering. It wasn't the composure of an athlete fighting to the very end, but rather a display of her powerful ambition to win.
Before we knew it, we all started looking forward to our weekly tennis lessons, eager to witness her skills. Ah Hong, a classmate who also took tennis, often invited me to practice with him. He often told me that if he ever beat Mei Zi, he would confess his feelings to her, though I doubted that day would ever come. Besides, if I did beat Mei Zi, she would definitely try her best to win back. At the end of the semester, Mei Zi defeated her teacher, proving my guess right.
Even after tennis lessons stopped, I maintained the same habit, practicing tennis for an hour and a half every day, and often saw Mei Zi playing against others on the court. Finally, one day, I mustered the courage to ask her if I could hit a few rallies.
After that, we often played tennis together, gradually becoming closer. Besides getting to know her, I also met her classmate Xiao Ying. Through Xiao Ying, I learned that Mei Zi was first in the class academically, and in every field she pursued, she focused intently on researching and striving to do her best because she hated the feeling of losing.
We often chatted. When she looked away, I would focus on her profile, pondering how far away I was from her, and whether I, someone who was always mediocre, deserved her.
In my junior year, I started dating a girl who frequently showed interest in me. I was busy with dates, and my tennis racket remained in a corner of my dorm.
Occasionally, I would run into Meizi on campus, and we would only exchange a few words.
"Not bad, I thought you got a girlfriend. You have to treat her well!" Meizi would pat my shoulder and say.
If she saw Xiaoying, she would always sigh.
On the eve of graduation, we walked hand in hand into the classroom of the School of Management. As soon as we entered the classroom, I embraced her. Meizi in my arms was even more petite than I had imagined.
Meizi, with her eyes closed, inhaled my scent and said, "So this is what it feels like to hold you." I reached my right hand inside her clothes, and the exciting part was unhooking her bra from behind. She took off her top, revealing her beautiful C-cup breasts. My left hand caressed her incredibly soft breasts, while my mouth kissed the back of her neck, and my nose inhaled the fragrance of her hair.
Meizi responded to me at the same time, her hands busy unbuckling my belt, her lips kissing my ear; I then sucked on her nipples, while my tongue teased them, making her body tremble.
Next, I took off her skirt, slipped my hand into her panties, and slowly inserted my middle finger. Seeing that her eyes were closed and her face flushed, I knew it was time, and I took off her panties.
After revealing my penis, she gently stroked it, slowly guiding it into her vagina. My penis felt the warm, slippery embrace, and my hips instinctively moved back and forth. With my movements, Meizi let out moans, and her vagina began to contract, almost making me ejaculate. We then changed positions five or six more times, and finally I ejaculated inside Meizi. Afterwards
, she lay down beside me.
She got dressed and left alone, leaving me alone in the classroom, quietly feeling my powerlessness.
I never saw Meizi again after that. Occasionally, when I see a long-forgotten tennis racket, I occasionally think of that indomitable girl.

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