Me and a female college student

She's a freshman at a nearby vocational college and has a boyfriend of two years. He's a local. I asked her if she wasn't wearing a bra. She blinked and asked if I couldn't feel it. I said I could only sense she was about a C cup. She laughed and whispered, "Actually, about a D cup." I asked her why I couldn't feel her nipples. She secretly pulled down the neckline of her t-shirt to show me. She wasn't wearing a bra, but she was wearing nipple covers. No wonder I couldn't feel her nipples. She said she hadn't planned to come home tonight, so she was wearing nipple covers to have some fun with her boyfriend, but her boyfriend... My friend stood me up, so I was a bit annoyed. But on the bus, she saw me and wanted to tease me. I didn't expect her to actually take the bait, and I even got her wet. I looked at her and asked, "Are you really wet?" Because we were sitting in the same row, and the sofas in the small restaurant were quite high, I just put my hand directly on her thigh. She said, "Feel it yourself if you don't believe me." My hand slowly moved towards her inner thigh, slipping inside her shorts (which were quite loose). My fingers first touched very soft pubic hair; there was no barrier at all. I watched her blush, as if she had discovered a treasure. She wasn't looking at me. She wasn't wearing underwear that day, no wonder I could feel the heat and wetness of her genitals even through her shorts. When the waiter brought the food, I took my hand out, and after he left, I continued to caress her. She pretended to eat, but my fingers kept stroking around her labia and clitoris. She fed me, and I touched her vulva; she drank water, and I touched her vulva. She tried to suppress the stimulation, constantly opening and closing her legs...

After getting off the bus, we held hands like a couple. It seemed to be a vocational school, some kind of business school. We found a small restaurant, sat down, and... Since there were no private rooms, we sat in a corner by the window and ordered a few dishes. She kept smiling with her lips pursed, and I didn't know what to say, so I just sat there awkwardly, watching her smile. She said, "If my boyfriend knew what you just did, he would definitely beat you up..." I was a little surprised. She said, "Don't worry, my boyfriend is at another school. I went to be with him today, but he had something to do and didn't tell me beforehand, so he came home a little early tonight." I asked her why she didn't call him. She smiled for a while and said, "I was the one who started it, why would I call him? Would I be the one molesting you?" ...

After dinner, we walked into the school without saying a word. The school was recruiting new students, and the main road was crowded. She said she wasn't very familiar with the school, so we wandered around for a while, holding hands like a normal couple, actually looking for a private space to be intimate. We walked to a building; it was an office building, so it was less crowded at night. We quickly went upstairs to the top floor, but the door was locked. I went back downstairs, found a stack of newspapers in front of the newsstand, and went back upstairs to use as a mat on the stairs. We embraced and kissed, our tongues intertwined, my hands brazenly covering her breasts, kneading them as I kissed. I must say, a young body is truly alluring; her breasts were firm and elastic. I slipped my hand inside her t-shirt, tearing off her nipple covers, my palm covering her nipple. I gently rubbed her breasts, and she gasped for breath. My mouth moved to her earlobe, and her body trembled as she clung to me tightly. My hands haphazardly caressed her breasts, then suddenly reached down to her shorts, pressing against her genitals. Her legs opened and closed unnaturally, twisting and turning. My hand slipped inside her loose shorts, covering her vulva. It was already wet, slippery and wet. I pressed my middle finger into her labia, letting it slide slowly, enveloped by her labia minora. My fingertip smeared her vaginal fluids from the opening and then onto the center of her labia, making her even wetter. Her breathing became heavier, and she tilted her head back, her legs spread wide, allowing me to freely play with her genitals. I unbuckled my belt, and she readily pulled out my penis. To be honest, I'm very confident in my penis, so the expression on her face when she pulled it out made me a little... Triumphant, she greedily took my penis into her mouth. I played with her vulva, and she enjoyed it, making soft moaning sounds. After a few minutes of this, I patted her vulva. She stood up, her shorts pulled down to her knees, and leaned against the stair railing, her buttocks raised. In the dim light, I could see her beautiful peach-shaped buttocks. I supported her buttocks from behind, and she reached down and grabbed my penis, guiding it to her opening. I slowly twisted my hips, letting the head of my penis rub against her opening. She turned to look at me with a wronged expression. I thrust my hips, pressing the head of my penis against her opening, slowly sliding it in. It felt like being enveloped by a mass of flesh, tightly wrapped, only able to go in, not out. At the moment of penetration, she let out a soft "ah" and covered her mouth, then slowly arched her hips back, slightly lifting herself... I lifted one leg to make it easier to penetrate. I reached out and pulled her shorts down from her feet, hanging them on one leg. Grabbing her foot, I began to slowly and rhythmically thrust in and out. She moaned softly with each thrust of my large penis. My glans pressed against her clitoris, then was gripped by her vaginal contractions. I thrust in and out, and then plunged in hard. The noise in the hallway would surely be noticed if someone passed by. We stayed in that position for about 10 minutes. Then I sat down, and she sat on my penis with her back to me, legs spread wide. She turned around and kissed me. I reached forward and grabbed her breasts, kneading them incessantly. Her legs were wide open. We talked as we did it. She said weakly, "It's so exciting. It's like we're performing. It would be even more exciting if someone were watching from downstairs. This position would allow them to see my large penis inside her vagina." I was also aroused by her words and became excited. I thrust hard into her clitoris, my hands grabbing her breasts, kneading and pulling her nipples forcefully. Less than five minutes into the penetration, her vagina contracted sharply, and a suppressed moan escaped her throat. Afraid she'd cry out, I covered her mouth with my hand. Her body trembled as she forcefully sat down, clamping my penis between her legs, feeling as if our bodies were merging. My glans was swollen, and as it pressed against her clitoris, her trembling caused it to rub against my glans. Finally, her tense body released in an instant, and my large penis gushed out from the deepest part of her vagina, throbbing inside. We took a while to recover before finishing. She held me, slowly waiting for time to pass…

That was our first day. Afterwards, we became very close friends, or you could say friends with benefits, but perhaps there was something more between us, so I didn't want to define our relationship as just friends with benefits. From then on, we often met up. She enjoyed moving between two men. She said she liked the care her boyfriend gave her, but the sex I gave her was something she couldn't give up right now. So we maintained this abnormal relationship for a long time. Next time, I'll tell you about how she came to me for sex before her date with her boyfriend.

[The End]

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