My boring university

This happened a year ago. I went home for summer vacation, leaving behind the materialistic city of Shanghai and returning to my beautiful hometown. The beauties here are famous throughout the country, especially their height. For example, Chongqing is mountainous, which has created curvaceous figures in its beauties. Shanghai women have great taste in makeup and clothing. My hometown is full of tall beauties. Among the women I've met, four are 172 or 173 cm tall. I didn't expect to meet someone even taller now (laughs).

I should do some internships during the summer vacation. I can't just stay at home all the time (I'm one of many homebodies, but I've found that occasional social activities are so necessary!!). There was a big international event, and my classmates contacted me to volunteer. They were all students from various universities in the city, and since I'm bilingual...

So I had a certain advantage when looking for work, but I'm not the kind of boy who attracts attention at first glance, and at only 173cm tall, I'm considered short in the north, so I was inconspicuous among these beauties. I'm also not usually a high-profile person, so it was hard to attract attention.

When I was reporting, I saw a girl from afar—tall, with flowing long hair and long legs. Standing among the girls, she was absolutely eye-catching. The boys around her were all swarming around her, seemingly indifferent to her, but actually, everyone was eyeing her alluring body. She was wearing a high school uniform, so she was probably still a child, but that didn't diminish her charm at all. Two days later, I heard from people around me that she was still a high school student.

Born in 1991, wow, a 90s kid! That's so different from those idiot "fat pig" types. Her whole aura is just amazing. Later I found out she'd been a model since she was 10, winning many competitions. She's a high school sophomore this year. Sigh, she's from a completely different world than us otaku.

Because of all that, plus her 177cm height (even in heels), I never even considered approaching her, and I didn't dare to flirt with her like other men do.

That's just how people are; in relationships, there's never absolute equality. One person always takes the initiative. Whoever takes the initiative from the start is destined for a certain position in the relationship. Someone on MOP once said that women are like dogs: the more you try to please them, the less they value you; conversely, the less you care about them and ignore them, the more they'll try to please you.

Looking back, my initial strategy was correct: I didn't flirt with her like those other men. I just focused on my work, didn't show her any special attention when we met, and maintained a cool demeanor. Perhaps it was my high-achieving student aura that impressed her. For a high school girl, a smart older brother is a shining image, right? Haha.

One day, when tasks were being assigned, we were tasked with hosting a national leader. There was no way we wouldn't speak; national leaders are just so damn powerful! Not only did they stay in a five-star hotel, but they also had chauffeured cars, gifts, and we had to cater to their every whim. This system… sigh. But the five-star hotel setting the stage for what was to come…

We rode together in the chauffeured car (I didn't have a driver's license then, what a pity…). We sat in the back seat, which was spacious, but we both instinctively leaned towards the middle.

"Brother, you're at XX University, right? I heard it from them." "

Yes, I heard you speak French. Could you teach me?"

So I taught her a few simple sentences, and in the course of our conversation, I maintained a very proper demeanor. Her feelings for me gradually increased, and after we returned, we went back to our respective jobs. Near the end of the workday, I was chatting with the pretty girls in my team when this 177cm model suddenly came over and asked, "Brother, aren't you leaving yet?" "Yeah." "Then I'll go first, bye-bye." "Yeah."

She seemed a little hesitant, but with two girls next to me, she couldn't say anything more and had to leave dejectedly. Looking at the two girls beside me watching her walk away, admiring her enviable figure, I suddenly felt quite proud, haha~ (Those guys might find this boring, but I think sex is like meeting someone online; the enjoyment comes from the waiting and maneuvering.)

Soon, work was coming to an end, and it was time for a celebration banquet. At the banquet, when she walked into the hall, she truly stunned everyone! She wore a black evening gown with a silky texture, subtly revealing a suggestive cleavage and two beautiful legs that any man would want to touch. Even the leaders, some in their fifties, couldn't help but swallow hard...

We didn't sit together... But when the banquet ended, our group leader said he wanted to treat everyone to a bar, saying that a guy there was. I didn't really want to go, as I don't really like going to bars, but I had to go along because of the persistent persuasion of another beautiful female classmate.

When we arrived at the bar, the lighting was lavish. It wasn't a very big bar; it felt like a place where people would drink and watch sports. Just then, I passed by a model, and a guy wanted to sit next to her. She suddenly saw me and said to the guy, "This seat is for you, brother," and then got up and pulled me to sit down. Haha, it made him quite embarrassed! Luckily, I didn't know him, so I didn't feel awkward at all…

a few bottles of alcohol… After drinking it all, I felt a little tipsy, which is exactly the feeling I like. And there's something strange about me; this is my limit for getting drunk. No matter how much I drink, I can't vomit or pass out. And considering I drank all kinds of liquor that night—white, red, yellow—it's quite impressive that I can still stand!

People started leaving one by one, including the girl I knew. But looking at the look in the model's eyes… I can't quite describe the feeling, but it was like she didn't want me to leave. I subtly told that classmate I didn't want to go, haha, no one was watching me anymore, so I could finally make a move.

After a while, MM said she was a little drunk and it was too noisy here, so she stood up and straightened her clothes. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand and said, "Let's find a quieter place." "Okay."

We went upstairs. There were fewer people here, and no bands to bother us. The two of us sat on a sofa, but it was in the aisle, so there were still many people coming and going. However, we never let go of each other's hands. A girl who was 6 years younger than me, born in 1991, you can imagine her skin, right? She would lean on my shoulder from time to time. I, emboldened by the alcohol, also boldly put my arm around her. We chatted and laughed like that, and I gradually realized that she was a very mature girl, and her thoughts were very acceptable to me.

Because she was exposed to society too early (because she went to various competitions with her agent), unlike today's 90s generation who are clueless and only know how to play and fool around,

when we got excited, I would touch her face. Her skin was so smooth

, and she never refused, enjoying my caresses.

Suddenly, someone called us, saying we should go to another bar. So we got in the car, got out... I won't go into details

, but this bar was one of those big ones. It felt like all the girls were dressed like pros,

probably a gathering place for many people. They arranged a private room, and we started drinking again. The darkness was the perfect weapon.

Gradually, most people left, leaving only a leader, a sister, me, and the model girl. The leader went to find some fun elsewhere, leaving just me and these two women. It was truly a gift from heaven!!

That lady got drunk and fell asleep. She accidentally rolled off the sofa, and just as my girlfriend and I went to help her, she vomited… Our clothes were completely stained…

We asked a waiter to move us to a different private room, which was even darker (haha). My girlfriend and I went to the restroom to wash the stains off our clothes. When we came back and sat together, in the dim light, I saw her soaked evening gown, revealing a pink lace bra underneath—so alluring! I also unbuttoned a few buttons, revealing my supposedly muscular chest. (Haha, so many movies have shown stories of people deliberately spilling coffee and then taking off their clothes, especially porn—they really do have a basis in real life!)

We snuggled together, and the scent of her youthful body aroused me instantly. I placed my hand on her shoulder and began to caress her occasionally. She seemed to be enjoying herself, and seeing an opportunity, I increased the intensity of my caresses and began to move the area, slowly moving down to her breasts. To be honest, her breasts weren't very big, maybe a B cup. Perhaps even models aren't allowed to have very large breasts. The surrounding crowd was chaotic and noisy, and no one was looking at us.

But with this light, I figured I couldn't see anything anyway, and the woman was sleeping like a log...

Seeing that no one was paying attention, she didn't stop me. I slipped my hand inside her bra through the side opening, then pushed upwards, freeing her two plump breasts from the bra's protection, and started kneading them wantonly. Her face began to flush, and I became increasingly smug. My penis was also fully erect. I pressed her hand down, and she shyly pulled it away. I pressed it again, and she pulled it away again.

I thought to myself, "Haha, still shy?" I pressed it again, and this time she didn't pull away. So I slipped her hand inside my waistband. Her fingers were longer than mine! She had figured it out on her own and found my dick, starting to stroke it up and down. It felt so good, especially with such a beautiful woman with such a great figure, a model, and most importantly, a 91-year-old underage girl. My strong possessiveness stimulated me even more...

After rubbing it enough, I wanted to lick her nipples, but there were still people around, so it wasn't convenient. So I slowly moved my hand inside her panties. She squeezed tightly, but how could she withstand my attack? Besides, she wasn't really stopping me, so I explored that honey hole that countless people had been longing for. Haha, she's already quite wet. I used my middle finger, starting with very gentle in-and-out movements, not wanting to give her too much stimulation at first.

She moaned softly, closed her eyes, and began to enjoy it, "Ah..." "Ah..." I admired her facial expressions (haha, I believe many men enjoy this), watching a normally innocent student girl being teased by me with just one finger, the comfort was indescribable, especially since her hand didn't stop.

Luckily, the height of the coffee table blocked our hand movements, so no one would notice. Looking back at the woman sleeping next to me, she was still fast asleep. Haha, a little girl giving me oral sex, and a fashionable woman sleeping next to me, how exciting...

After enjoying it for a while, I said, "How about you use your mouth?"

She said no, I've never used it before, and I'm afraid it'll get dirty...

I said, just try it this once, maybe you'll like it. It's not dirty, I just washed in the bathroom.

She said that still won't work... (I'm sure many of you have encountered this kind of situation. Unless you're a seasoned woman, you have to go through these steps, gently coaxing her until she takes off her pants. Or

maybe it's the first time with her mouth. With my silver tongue, she finally agreed. Haha, I wonder how well her silver tongue worked on her first time.) Oh, I pressed her head down (I believe many men enjoy doing this, pressing a woman down between their legs).

As expected of a model, she wasn't shy at all. Her tongue was as graceful and agile as her figure. I stroked her hair, her flowing locks, occasionally telling her how to apply pressure and what rhythm to use, while one hand was rubbing inside her vagina. (Al Pacino once said in *The Scent of a Woman* that a woman's vagina is the road to heaven.) It's true!! Even the sensation of my own fingers going in and out is so pleasurable.

It was my first time, and I wasn't very skilled, so I didn't ejaculate for 20 minutes. I had to occasionally press her head down forcefully and try "deep throat." Sometimes she would feel breathless and even a little nauseous, which only increased my pleasure. I tried to imagine her naked body in the most lewd positions, my penis going in and out of her pink little hole countless times,

bringing out her victorious juices. This made me even faster with my fingers... The assault on her honeypot, my cock thrusting in and out of her mouth faster and faster, her innocent face and the area around her mouth covered in a lewd liquid—I couldn't tell if it was saliva or my pre-ejaculate.

Ah… finally, I felt the urge to ejaculate… I immediately gripped her head even tighter, lifting and lowering it, and instantly, a surge of intense pleasure erupted as my mighty steed gushed forth, shooting entirely into her mouth.

Haha, this is the first time I've ever ejaculated in their mouths! I wish she could drink it, but she absolutely refused, so I had to give up. But I'm already planning my next move. Unexpectedly, I had several unforgettable sexual encounters with a girl born in 1991. But that's a story for later.

If you guys think this is true, and if you feel similar when you're flirting with a girl, please give me a thumbs up. Thanks everyone! I'll continue writing about my real encounters with her, as well as my stories with other girls in college…

This happened a year ago, when I was home for summer vacation. Leaving the materialistic city of Shanghai and returning to my beautiful hometown, I've come to know the country for its beautiful women. The most striking feature is their height. For example, Chongqing's mountainous terrain has sculpted the women's curvaceous figures. Shanghai women have great taste in makeup and clothing. My hometown is full of tall, beautiful women. Of the women I've met, four are 172cm or 173cm tall. I never expected to meet even taller ones! (laughs)

I'll do some internships this summer; I can't stay home all the time. I'm currently staying home (I'm one of those many introverted guys, but I've realized how necessary occasional social activities are!!). There happened to be a large international event, and a classmate contacted me to volunteer. The participants were students from various universities in the city. Since I'm bilingual, I had

a certain advantage in finding work. However, I'm not the kind of guy who attracts attention at first glance, and at only 173cm, I'm considered short in northern China. So, I was quite inconspicuous among these beautiful girls, and I'm not usually... She was a high-profile person, so it was hard for her to attract attention.

When the report was being made, I could see a girl from afar. She was tall, with flowing long hair and long legs. Standing among the girls, she was absolutely eye-catching. The boys around her swarmed around her, and everyone seemed indifferent to her, but in fact, they all coveted her alluring body. She was wearing a high school uniform, so she was probably still a child. But that couldn't hide her charm at all. Two days later, I heard from people around me that she was still a high school student.

Born in 1991, wow, a 90s kid! That's so different from those idiot "fat pig" types. Her whole aura is just amazing. Later I found out she'd been a model since she was 10, winning many competitions. She's a high school sophomore this year. Sigh, she's from a completely different world than us otaku.

Because of all that, plus her 177cm height (even in heels), I never even considered approaching her, and I didn't dare to flirt with her like other men do.

That's just how people are; in relationships, there's never absolute equality. One person always takes the initiative. Whoever takes the initiative from the start is destined for a certain position in the relationship. Someone on MOP once said that women are like dogs—the more you please them... Well, the less she takes you seriously, the more you ignore her and treat her like dirt, the more she'll try to please you.

Looking back, my initial strategy was right. I didn't flirt with her like those other men. I just focused on my work, didn't show her any special attention when I saw her, and maintained a cool demeanor. Maybe it was my high-achieving student aura that impressed her. A smart older brother is a shining image for a high school girl, haha.

One day, when tasks were being assigned, we were to host a national leader. There was no way we could stay silent. National leaders are so powerful! Not only did they stay in five-star hotels, but they also had chauffeured cars, gifts, and had to cater to their every whim. This system… sigh. But the five-star hotel setting the stage for what followed…

We rode together in a private car (I didn't have my driver's license yet, what a pity...). We sat in the back seat, which was spacious, but we both instinctively leaned towards the middle. "

Brother, you're at XX University, right? I heard it from them." "

Yes, I heard you speak French. Can you teach me?"

So I taught her a few simple sentences. And so, without realizing it, we started talking. I maintained a very proper demeanor throughout, and her feelings for me gradually increased. After we got back, we went back to our respective jobs. Near the end of the workday, I was chatting with the pretty girls in my team when this 177cm model suddenly came over and asked, "Brother, aren't you leaving yet?" "Yeah." "Then I'll go first, bye-bye." "Yeah."

She seemed a little hesitant, but with two girls next to me, she couldn't say anything more and had to leave dejectedly. Looking at the two girls beside me watching her walk away, admiring her enviable figure, I suddenly felt quite proud, haha~ (Those guys might find this boring, but I think sex is like meeting someone online; the enjoyment comes from the waiting and maneuvering.)

Soon, work was coming to an end, and it was time for a celebration banquet. At the banquet, when she walked into the hall, she truly stunned everyone! She wore a black evening gown with a silky texture, subtly revealing a suggestive cleavage and two beautiful legs that any man would want to touch. Even the leaders, some in their fifties, couldn't help but swallow hard...

We didn't sit together... But when the banquet ended, our group leader said he wanted to treat everyone to a bar, saying that a guy there was. I didn't really want to go, as I don't really like going to bars, but I had to go along because of the persistent persuasion of another beautiful female classmate.

When we arrived at the bar, the lighting was lavish. It wasn't a very big bar; it felt like a place where people would drink and watch sports. Just then, I passed by a model, and a guy wanted to sit next to her. She suddenly saw me and said to the guy, "This seat is for you, brother," and then got up and pulled me to sit down. Haha, it made him quite embarrassed! Luckily, I didn't know him, so I didn't feel awkward at all…

a few bottles of alcohol… After drinking it all, I felt a little tipsy, which is exactly the feeling I like. And there's something strange about me; this is my limit for getting drunk. No matter how much I drink, I can't vomit or pass out. And considering I drank all kinds of liquor that night—white, red, yellow—it's quite impressive that I can still stand!

People started leaving one by one, including the girl I knew. But looking at the look in the model's eyes… I can't quite describe the feeling, but it was like she didn't want me to leave. I subtly told that classmate I didn't want to go, haha, no one was watching me anymore, so I could finally make a move.

After a while, MM said she was a little drunk and it was too noisy here, so she stood up and straightened her clothes. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand and said, "Let's find a quieter place." "Okay."

We went upstairs. There were fewer people here, and no bands to bother us. The two of us sat on a sofa, but it was in the aisle, so there were still many people coming and going. However, we never let go of each other's hands. A girl who was 6 years younger than me, born in 1991, you can imagine her skin, right? She would lean on my shoulder from time to time. I, emboldened by the alcohol, also boldly put my arm around her. We chatted and laughed like that, and I gradually realized that she was a very mature girl, and her thoughts were very acceptable to me.

Because she was exposed to society too early (because she went to various competitions with her agent), unlike today's 90s generation who are clueless and only know how to play and fool around,

when we got excited, I would touch her face. Her skin was so smooth

, and she never refused, enjoying my caresses.

Suddenly, someone called us, saying we should go to another bar. So we got in the car, got out... I won't go into details

, but this bar was one of those big ones. It felt like all the girls were dressed like pros,

probably a gathering place for many people. They arranged a private room, and we started drinking again. The darkness was the perfect weapon.

Gradually, most people left, leaving only a leader, a sister, me, and the model girl. The leader went to find some fun elsewhere, leaving just me and these two women. It was truly a gift from heaven!!

That lady got drunk and fell asleep. She accidentally rolled off the sofa, and just as my girlfriend and I went to help her up, she vomited… Our clothes were completely stained…

We asked a waiter to move us to a different private room, which was even darker (haha). My girlfriend and I went to the restroom to wash the stains off our clothes. When we came back and sat together, in the dim light, I saw her soaked evening gown, revealing a pink lace bra underneath—so alluring! I also unbuttoned a few buttons, revealing my supposedly proud chest muscles (haha, so many movies have shown people deliberately knocking over…). The story of two people taking off their clothes after coffee, especially porn, is indeed based on real life~~)

We snuggled together, and I smelled her youthful scent. My lust suddenly surged. I put my hand on her shoulder and started to caress her occasionally. She seemed to be enjoying herself, and I saw that there was an opportunity. I increased the intensity of my caresses and moved the area around her, slowly moving down to her breasts. To be honest, her breasts weren't very big, maybe a B cup. Maybe models can't have very big breasts. The surrounding crowd was chaotic and noisy, and no one was looking at us.

But with this light, I figured I couldn't see anything anyway, and the woman was sleeping like a log...

Seeing that no one was paying attention, she didn't stop me. I slipped my hand inside her bra through the side opening, then pushed upwards, freeing her two plump breasts from the bra's protection, and started kneading them wantonly. Her face began to flush, and I became increasingly smug. My penis was also fully erect. I pressed her hand down, and she shyly pulled it away. I pressed it again, and she pulled it away again.

I thought to myself, "Haha, still shy?" I pressed it again, and this time she didn't pull away. So I slipped her hand inside my waistband. Her fingers were longer than mine! She had figured it out on her own and found my dick, starting to stroke it up and down. It felt so good, especially with such a beautiful woman with such a great figure, a model, and most importantly, a 91-year-old underage girl. My strong possessiveness stimulated me even more...

After rubbing it enough, I wanted to lick her nipples, but there were still people around, so it wasn't convenient. So I slowly moved my hand inside her panties. She squeezed tightly, but how could she withstand my attack? Besides, she wasn't really stopping me, so I explored that honey hole that countless people had been longing for. Haha, she's already quite wet. I used my middle finger, starting with very gentle in-and-out movements, not wanting to give her too much stimulation at first.

She moaned softly, closed her eyes, and began to enjoy it, "Ah..." "Ah..." I admired her facial expressions (haha, I believe many men enjoy this), watching a normally innocent student girl being teased by me with just one finger, the comfort was indescribable, especially since her hand didn't stop.

Luckily, the height of the coffee table blocked our hand movements, so no one would notice. Looking back at the woman sleeping next to me, she was still fast asleep. Haha, a little girl giving me oral sex, and a fashionable woman sleeping next to me, how exciting...

After enjoying it for a while, I said, "How about you use your mouth?"

She said no, I've never used it before, and I'm afraid it'll get dirty...

I said, just try it this once, maybe you'll like it. It's not dirty, I just washed in the bathroom.

She said that still won't work... (I believe many of you have encountered this kind of situation. Unless you're a seasoned woman, you have to go through these steps, gently coaxing her to take off her pants. Or, if it's the first time,

it's okay if you use your mouth. With my silver tongue, she finally agreed. Haha, I wonder how her silver tongue will fare on her first time. I pressed her head down (I believe many men also like to do this, pressing a woman down between their legs).

As expected of a model, she wasn't shy at all. Her tongue was as graceful and agile as her figure. I stroked her hair, her flowing locks, and occasionally told her how to apply force and what rhythm to use, while one hand was rubbing inside her honey pot. (Al Pacino once said in "The Scent of a Woman" that a woman's vagina is the road to heaven. It's so true!! Even the sensation of my own fingers going in and out is so pleasurable.)

The first time, I wasn't very skilled, so I didn't ejaculate for 20 minutes. I could only occasionally forcefully press her head down and try "deep throat." Sometimes she would feel breathless and even a little nauseous, which only amplified my pleasure. I tried to imagine her naked body in the most wanton positions, my penis going in and out of her pink little hole countless times,

bringing out victorious vaginal fluid. This made me even faster in my finger's attack on her honeypot, and my penis went in and out of her mouth even faster. Her innocent face and the area around her mouth were covered in a lewd liquid—I couldn't tell if it was saliva or my pre-ejaculate.

Ah… I finally felt the urge to ejaculate… I immediately gripped her head even tighter, lifting and lowering it. Instantly, a surge of intense pleasure erupted, and my massive erection surged forth, shooting entirely into her mouth.

Haha, this was the first time I'd ever ejaculated in their mouths! I wish she could drink it, but she absolutely refused, so I had to give up. But I'm already planning my next move. Who would have thought I'd have several unforgettable sexual encounters with a girl born in '91? But that's a story for later.

If you gentlemen find this relatable, and if you've had similar experiences while flirting with girls, please give me a thumbs up. Thank you all! I'll continue writing about our real encounters, and also stories about other girls in college…

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