My boyfriend is impotent.

For everyone, youth is a special period in life's journey.

Right or wrong, good or bad, there's no need to waste time considering them, because even if you do consider them, you won't ultimately act according to rational conclusions.

For me, there were two dreams in my youth. One was to stay with my first love forever, and the other was to escape the migrant worker class and rise to the upper echelons of society.

But years have passed, and now, looking back on those two dreams, they are filled with absurdity, painful acts of personal violence, and cause unpleasant mental upheavals.

This tragicomedy of youth is something I'm struggling to write about, and the scene of my first love's sudden change in temperament floats into my mind like a daydream.

American writer Henry Miller said, "Start writing whatever comes to mind!"

Therefore, the story begins here, under the pseudonym "Lin Ling"—September of that year.

The college entrance exams are over, and universities are welcoming new high school students.

Years later, my high school classmates will surely mock that foolish couple who defied their parents' objections and agreed to go out to work.

For the past two months, Lin Ling had been receiving envy and praise from her classmates, which made her very happy, to the point that she overlooked a taboo that adult women absolutely cannot tolerate when choosing a partner—impotence!

Indeed, Lin Ling's lover was impotent. As for whether he could regain his virility, neither of them could predict, but for the past three months, there had been absolutely no sign of an erection.

However, for certain reasons, her lover's impotence did not shake Lin Ling's deep love for him; instead, it made her even more certain of his true love for her, making her love him unconditionally, and even making her drop out of school to follow him to Chang'an, Guangdong to work and earn money.

It was nearly dusk.

Lin Ling was alone in the rented room she shared with him, a basic one-bedroom apartment. The only things that stood out were a bed and some basic toiletries. Her only entertainment was a newly purchased Nokia phone with a Symbian system costing only a hundred yuan, but it didn't have any games or entertainment features, so she was incredibly bored.

She leaned against the windowsill, like a woman from ancient times longing for her husband's return, her long hair flowing down to her chest. Silently gazing at the deserted alleyway outside, the desires of a young woman carried on her mind, drifting to future times of her lover's passionate encounters.

After an unknown amount of time, her emotions surged, reaching a fever pitch, and her body began to react involuntarily. She felt an itch inside her, a yearning for external touch.

Initially, out of self-restraint, she managed to suppress her urges.

But as her desire deepened, so did her desire.

The fire of lust broke free from the shackles of conventional thinking; she secretly tightened her legs, slowly rubbing her vulva against her clothes, a wave of pleasure spreading throughout her body.

Little by little, wave after wave, the lust grew stronger with each rub.

Her body slowly slid down the windowsill until she collapsed onto the floor.

After confirming out of the corner of her eye that her movements wouldn't be seen by outsiders, her right hand gradually groped between her legs, pressing and kneading rhythmically through her clothes in sync with her excitement. At the same time, her left hand gently massaged her breasts as needed. Waves

of excitement surged through her, and her body began to tremble slowly.

Suddenly, she involuntarily let out a soft "Ah—", which startled her. She quickly glanced around, then shut her mouth and consciously clenched her teeth.

She slowly closed her eyes, her breathing becoming rapid.

In her mind, she indulged in even more unrestrained and daring fantasies, imagining a large penis thrusting into her vagina and two large hands kneading her breasts roughly.

Time passed slowly, her thoughts growing increasingly frenzied, her actions increasingly frantic. She seemed to realize her vagina was spasming arrhythmically, sensing an unprecedented and wondrous sensation about to sweep over her.

Because she had never experienced it before, she dared not try it easily.

Subconsciously, she wanted to resist this inexplicable pleasure, but her body craved its invasion.

The intense stimulation made her head spin, wave after wave of pleasure, and her rapid breathing made her realize that she would definitely cry out again when that strange pleasure came.

Her movements became stronger and faster, her whole body swaying in lust.

Just as she was about to reach climax—

"Ah!" Lin Ling cried out.

Not because of the physical pleasure, but because she had been slapped on the face, and the sudden pain forced her to cry out.

She immediately realized something was wrong and opened her eyes in panic.

"Lu...Lu...Jun!" Lin Ling looked up shyly at the man who was glaring angrily at her.

This was her lover, her first love.

It turned out that Lin Ling had been immersed in her own fantasy world and physical desires, and had not noticed Lu Jun coming home from work.

She felt unbearably ashamed; her face, already flushed from lust, turned even redder, making the five-finger mark from the slap indistinguishable.

"You slut, are you trying to humiliate me?!" Lu Jun roared at Lin Ling, his right hand, which had just slapped her, now pointing its index finger directly at her forehead.

"No, no, it's not like that, it's because..." Lin Ling stammered in her defense.

"Because you're a slut, you only have a boyfriend because you want to be fucked by a man! And now that I can't fuck you, you're acting all horny!" Lu Jun shouted angrily at Lin Ling. After

more than three years of knowing and dating, they finally began living together two months ago, a life they had both longed for. Lin Jun had taken on the responsibilities of a man, finding a factory job near their rented apartment, where he had been working for almost a month.

But lately, for some reason, he had changed from his usual gentle nature, becoming irritable and easily angered. Lin Ling thought this was a normal emotional reaction caused by the pressures of real life, so she always obediently accepted his insults and even offered words of comfort.

However, this was the first time Lin Ling had encountered a situation like today, where he first slapped her and then verbally attacked her with hurtful words. She stared at Lu Jun in disbelief, her eyes gradually welling up with tears.

"I...I...suddenly wanted it, but I didn't mean to humiliate you," Lin Ling tried her best to explain.

But Lu Jun didn't understand at all. He suddenly reached out and casually grabbed Lin Ling's hair, then pulled it sharply, forcing her face towards him. Before Lin Ling could react, he raised his other hand and slapped her twice more.

These two unexpected slaps completely extinguished Lin Ling's last bit of sexual impulse, replacing it with endless astonishment and fear.

"Want it? Women are all sluts!" Lu Jun grabbed Lin Ling's hair and yanked it back and forth twice, then shoved her away forcefully, letting go and leaving Lin Ling lying on her side. "I want it too! It's all your fault you can't have it now! It's all your fault!"

Lin Ling helplessly propped herself up, returning to her original sitting position, her gaze blank and unfocused, tears welling up but not falling.

That's right! His impotence was Lin Ling's fault! In high school, Lin Ling was considered one of the most beautiful girls in her class, and with her cheerful and lively personality, she got along well with both boys and girls. In a rural school, students didn't flaunt their looks, and the term "class beauty" wasn't common. However, Lin Ling often heard her male classmates associate her with the title, and she had many potential suitors.

Among them, Lu Jun and another boy were the most popular. Under such intense attention, Lin Ling's mind drifted to the idea of choosing her ideal husband through an ancient "martial arts contest."

Over time, she often acted according to this philosophy, constantly revealing this view of choosing a partner in her words and actions. Ultimately, she succeeded in getting the two boys to fight over her.

In the end, Lu Jun won, but his genitals were damaged, resulting in erectile dysfunction.

"You're my woman. If I can't make love, you're not allowed to make love to me either!" Lu Jun said, kicking and rubbing Lin Ling's genitals.

Lin Ling didn't cover her genitals with her hands; she remained silent and motionless.

"Damn! Looks like your cunt's really itchy?" Lu Jun bent down, staring at Lin Ling.

"You've done this more than once or twice, do whatever you want!" Lin Ling met his gaze and retorted coquettishly.

"Okay, give me a blowjob!" Lu Jun adjusted his stance, positioning his lower body against Lin Ling's mouth.

Lin Ling propped herself up, kneeling before Lu Jun as she often did, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants, revealing his limp, powerless penis.

She took Lu Jun's penis into her mouth, sometimes licking it gently, sometimes nibbling lightly, sometimes sucking hard. Because of her past experience, she could control Lu Jun's arousal rhythm, fully utilizing her tongue to make him ejaculate as quickly as possible.

After a while, Lu Jun suddenly shouted and then forcefully pushed Lin Ling away.

"I don't want to ejaculate in your mouth today, you slut!" Lu Jun pulled up his pants, tightened his waistband, and pulled out his belt. "Come on, take off your clothes and lie down on the bed. Now it's my turn to serve you."

Lin Ling took off her pants, underwear, top, and bra without hesitation, and then lay down on the bed.

"Spread your legs!" Lu Jun threw the belt on the ground and walked towards Lin Ling.

Lin Ling reluctantly spread her legs, her virginity completely exposed to Lu Jun.

Soft, sparse pubic hair grew on her mons pubis. Because she had just masturbated, there was a glistening, watery sheen around her vulva, making her already pink labia appear even more tender, like a flower about to bloom in the morning.

Lin Ling watched shyly as Lu Jun slowly buried his head between her thighs, and then her labia majora were gently parted, revealing her unexplored paradise and her intact hymen.

Seeing this hymen would ignite Lu Jun's anger, but he wanted to have his fill of sex before he could have his way with her. He gently licked Lin Ling's labia minora, slowly circling them and stimulating every sensitive spot. His tongue moved upwards, touching her clitoris.

Lin Ling felt a jolt of electricity coursing through her body. Despite numerous sexual encounters, she had never experienced such deep, intense passion. How could she withstand a man's frequent, superficial caresses? She felt a tightness in her vagina; her vaginal fluids were definitely flowing out.

Lu Jun pressed his mouth against her vaginal opening, sucking hard and swallowing every drop. Then, he lay down beside Lin Ling, sucking on her breasts while his hands continued to caress her clitoris.

Lin Ling involuntarily let out moans of "Ah...ah...": "Good brother, good sister, do you still remember my WeChat?"

Lu Jun followed the trend, inserting his fingers into Lin Ling's vagina, rubbing and grinding them in and out.

Lin Ling's pent-up desire reignited, arousing her to the point of trembling. Her virginal rationality completely collapsed, and her vaginal fluids flowed profusely, soaking the bed and overflowing her vulva.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lu Jun smiled slyly and asked Lin Ling, "Your username?"

"Brother, sister, come on, I can't hold back any longer!" Lin Ling's eyes were glazed.

[The End]

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