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I met Xiaoping late one rainy night during a typhoon.

I randomly sent a water balloon to someone on BBS and surprisingly got a response. After chatting, I learned she was a

junior in the night school at my university. She had transferred from a school in the north for some reason

and was only a sophomore instead of a junior.

We exchanged MSN contacts. The cold wind was howling outside. Her bold black font told me it was her

birthday that night, but no one remembered, no one celebrated it for her. Using MSN's drawing function, I drew a

colorful cake, hoping to cheer her up. A "thank you" appeared in the window, like

a joyful expression of gratitude.

We chatted intermittently on MSN and BBS until one rainy afternoon when

she asked on BBS:

"Do you have any photos?"

I sent her a link, and a few minutes later, a water balloon appeared on the screen saying:

"Want a hug."

"Come to my place?"

"Okay."

And so, we arranged an exchange of desires.

After finishing my business at school, I rode my motorcycle to her workplace not far away and waited for her. Half an hour later, a

girl wearing a plain jacket and shorts walked out of the building's exit; she wasn't particularly outstanding in appearance, but she had a cute

and endearing quality. She wore a cross-shaped necklace with a ring encircling it

like .

I took off my raincoat and gave it to her. On the way home, I bought some fried food and drinks. We went into my

room , and she silently turned on the TV, switching to her favorite Chibi Maruko-chan, and sat on the cushion on my floor.

I silently hugged her from behind. Because of the weather, it was a little cold, and we didn't say much as we pressed close together

. I could vaguely feel her heartbeat through her clothes; until the program ended and was replaced by the boring evening news.

I pushed her arms away from her, straddled her lap, kissed her, and looking at her slightly insecure

eyes , asked,

"Want to make love?"

Xiao Ping nodded, her expression shy and hesitant.

I took off her coat, revealing a thin camisole underneath. Her not-so-small breasts exuded the

scent of youthful flesh. My fingers lifted the fabric, and when they touched her skin, her earlobes turned a deep crimson, like

blooming poinsettias in winter.

As I removed her bra, I casually probed and stimulated her sensitive spots. I discovered that simply blowing air into her ear and

gently inserting my tongue into her ear would cause her body to writhe, like a caterpillar yearning for dew.

I carried her, now only in her panties, to the bed, and heard her soft reminder:

"...Turn off the light."

I switched off the fluorescent light and replaced it with a dim yellow nightlight. To me, this light allowed me to see

the lines of her body, while also maintaining a touch of alluring subtlety. My desire surged, and I kissed her nipples, neck, and ears. When my tongue

touched her lips, her tongue skillfully swirled around mine.

Her lips and tongue were a little cold, but they gradually warmed up as they intertwined with mine; I must admit I

enjoyed the process of arousing her body to a fever pitch.

When I entered her, I heard her groan softly, but her legs opened wider to accommodate my penetration. I always

felt her outward calmness concealed her inner heat and frustration very well, and therefore I was very curious

about how far my body could release her.

My penis first slid in and out, then plunged into her body like a spear, holding her tightly,

letting her lovely legs hook around my waist. Finally hearing her soft, almost murmured moans felt like

striking a gushing spring to me.

We didn't change positions, continuing in the missionary position to bring her to orgasm.

Drops of sweat dripped from my body onto her, as if I were melting to please her.

For some reason, making love with her brought me back to my deepest, most intoxicating desires, just like the feeling of making love with

my ex- .

After our first time, I led her into the bathroom and helped her wash her entire body. Although she was only three years younger than me, her petite,

slightly chubby naked body looked incredibly youthful under the bright light.

I took out an extra-large bath towel and had her wrap herself in it, then put on her panties. Then, in the dim yellow light,

I looked into her eyes. I didn't know how long it had been since I'd looked so close to a girl's face, touched

her smile with my warm fingers.

She was fragrant and moist, and her features seemed even more defined and tangible under this light. For

some reason , even though my body wasn't fully rested, I gave her a French kiss and said,

"Want to do it again?"

She nodded gently, like a well-behaved little sister.

Using a slightly rougher touch, I pulled her panties off the towel, and I lay half-reclined on the bed, my penis

erect .

"Come on up."

Xiaoping, a little clumsy but smiling, straddled my lap, slowly sitting down while holding onto it. I enjoyed

the pleasure of my penis being squeezed into her warm, soft flesh, until it was fully inside. I lifted her back, embracing her face to face

, and slowly moved her body up and down.

The different position brought a completely different kind of stimulation. While supporting her body, I used

my waist strength to teach her to move her waist and hips.

"Look, if you twist your waist like this, a man will go crazy."

She smiled without answering, but just put in a little more effort to make my penis penetrate deeper into her tight inner layers.

Only then did I ask her which position she liked best. She smiled and said from behind. I suggested that we finish

from behind?

"...I'll die."

"I'll make you die of pleasure (bad)."

I rolled her over, turning her to lie face down on the bed; I held her waist, thrusting my penis deep inside her,

ignoring her trembling, the heat of her body about to erupt, her increasingly moaning cries and the contractions of her vagina,

until I succumbed to her tight, wet contractions and ejaculated.

Enjoying the subtle pleasure of my penis softening in her constantly tightening vagina, I withdrew from Xiaoping's body and

hugged her tightly once more.

I let her, refreshed from her exertion, wrap herself in my blanket and fall asleep on the bed…

(That's enough.)

I thought to myself, making love so intimately with a stranger, maybe it won't happen again.

When it was almost time for her to go home, I woke her up and had her pick up her clothes scattered on the floor.

I noticed the chain around her neck again, and after asking, I learned that she had a boyfriend in another city,

they didn't see each other often but loved each other; I felt a mix of sweetness and loss. Sweet because she was a girl deeply in love,

lost because she was already taken.

Before parting, I hugged her with all my might, hoping to give her the courage to face her own problems

; afterwards, I left her in front of a convenience store at night, watching her figure slowly shrink and shrink in the motorcycle's rearview mirror.

Even now, I still occasionally think of her, "How are you doing, Xiao Ping?"

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