The college girls I attended back then

Published on September 18, 2015 on the forum.
Original author: zuoluojianke.
First published: 18p2p.

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: An ancient saying goes, "A man who isn't romantic in his youth has wasted his life!" Indeed, one should enjoy life while one can, and if you have goals,
you should take action. I happen to be such a person, so I'm destined to be a success. Especially in
the realm of love, I've had a smooth and successful career! Many people say that the happiest time of a person's life is their student years,
and the happiest student years are undoubtedly their university years. I graduated many years ago, and university life
has left me with many beautiful memories. Actually, I've wanted to write a memoir of my university years for a long time.
Of course, this memoir is definitely not about exam preparation; the title of this memoir is "The
University Girls I Ate."

I will categorize the girls I conquered during my university years, including my own girlfriends,
other people's girlfriends, and married women. The content includes battles between two people, affairs, and threesomes. I will write in
chronological order. The story is entirely based on my personal experience. To protect myself, and even more so to protect
the women who have given themselves to me, I will use pseudonyms or a single character from their names to refer to all individuals.
If you feel that similar things have happened around you, please don't take it
personally. China is a country with 1.3 billion people, and the people on this forum are only a small fraction of them. It's unlikely that such coincidences would occur. Please don't identify your girlfriend or wife; suspicion will inevitably hurt your relationship! Writing is hard work, and revealing secrets, especially your own, is playing with fire! So please don't repost. Most importantly, your support is my motivation to continue writing and an affirmation of my work. Please don't hesitate to use your mouse; a simple click will move me to tears. 　　　　Main text ———————————————————————— 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Freshman year 　　1. Name: X Liqian Height: 164cm Weight: 48kg From Shijiazhuang, Hebei Province. Not a virgin. Just entered university, and before the novelty wore off, the harsh military training began. Every day was exhausting, and life felt monotonous. Those days were incredibly depressing. My only hope was that the military training would end, and then I would finally experience real university life. I have a long romantic history. In fifth grade my deskmate took my virginity, and of course, she took hers too. In my memory, she was a cute little girl with a bob haircut. We often did homework together on weekends. Because my parents were busy with work, it was always just the two of us at my house. Although we were very young, our bodies developed rapidly, and we were very curious about sex. We ended up having sex, and I remember secretly using the condoms my dad bought. After starting middle school, my deskmate moved with her parents to a city in the south, and we were separated by great distances. But from the day I lost my virginity, I discovered I was absolutely a sex fiend, with an incredibly strong libido and a rapid ejaculation rate. From then on, there was no stopping me. I went through a brutal sex spree from elementary to middle school, and I've seen so many women I can't even count them all on two hands. 　　Entering university, not having girls to satisfy my cravings was the greatest torture for me. I really couldn't stand it. Even during military training, standing at attention under the sun, my eyes were never idle. I observed the girls in my class with the utmost care, and I found that the girls I met these days were quite interested in me. However, I had to maintain a good reputation from the start. Without a good impression, it would be extremely , especially if I wanted to pick up attractive, innocent girls; I had to give them the best impression. My physical attributes are quite good; my height, build, and looks are definitely presentable. I 've already written an article on the 18p2p original section called "My Nine-Headed Lolita Girlfriend," which gave me a basic introduction won't repeat it here. If any gay friends are interested, they can look it up to see my attributes, but I am definitely not gay. My true nature is to be enamored with women. The phrase "handsome, cool, stylish, and leisurely" perfectly describes me, which is why I've been so successful in love all these years. If you read my story carefully, it will definitely be enlightening for newbies trying to pick up girls. Physical appearance is secondary; "handsome, cool, stylish, and leisurely" are far more important! Ximen Qing's countless are an inevitable result! 　　"Handsome": handsome, cool, stylish, and not unpleasant . 　　"Cool": big and thick penis 　　. "Rich": wealthy. 　　"Small": attentive, able to recognize a woman by her scent 　　. "Leisurely": willing to put in the effort and have ample time. 　　This has led to many beautiful stories and romances. What I'm trying to say is that everything seems easy, but it really happened, though it's unbelievable to many. 　　However, there's an old saying that success is often only in the hands of a few. 　　Qian is a very promiscuous girl. If it were in high school, I definitely wouldn't have pursued her. Although she's fair-skinned and has a good figure , I don't like girls with a lot of sexual experience and a somewhat chaotic vibe. But for me, a freshman in college who hadn't been with a woman for almost a month, it was like being starved for anything, especially since she was quite beautiful. She was in the same department as me, but in a different class. During military training, the instructors liked to organize competitions to liven things up during breaks . Each class sent representatives to sing. Qian's class sent a guy who sounded like he was from Hainan; he was short, but he sang really well. Three of my classmates were outshone , and our class's morale plummeted. That guy, on the other hand, seemed to be their class hero, and some girls even cast admiring glances at him. I'm a rather low-key person and don't like to show off. My father often taught me to be discreet. My father was a high-ranking official; in his youth, he was so handsome it was almost blinding, and my maternal grandfather spotted him at first sight. My mother, on the other hand, had a naturally beautiful voice, and whenever there were major was always the headliner. I inherited my parents' good genes, but seeing a naive girl develop feelings for this guy from Hainan just because he sang a few good songs makes me feel uneasy . Plus, I stand out among my classmates and am quite outgoing. Although it's only been a short time, I've already built a good network. I even went out to karaoke with my roommates one night, and they enthusiastically recommended I join them.

The scene was chaotic. I couldn't possibly refuse my brother's request, so I walked straight to the circle formed by the two classes and sang Eason Chan's
"My Backpack." After a couple of lines, the room fell silent.
After that, I sang an English version of "Say You Say Me." Little Hainan was stunned. After a moment of calm, thunderous applause erupted!
I thought to myself, "They've never seen anything like this before. If my mom were here, and I sang 'Yesterday Once More,'
she'd be begging for autographs!" This was a small matter, but it quickly made me stand out among my classmates, especially attracting
the attention of girls from other classes. People often win hearts with small gestures. That night, Qian deliberately
sat exchanging phone numbers casually. Seeing a beautiful girl taking
the bait, I wasn't going to let her off the hook. But since we were having dinner together, I remained composed and didn't show my excitement.
Back in my dorm, I lay on my bed and started texting her. Maybe because I was too experienced, and I
didn't know she wasn't a good person either, things progressed surprisingly quickly. We agreed to go shopping together on the weekend.

My mom bought me an Audi A4 when I was in my second year of high school, back in 2003,
but I drove it all the way until I graduated from university. When I was in university, the Audi A4 was considered a big car. Although my family
had a business and I didn't have to avoid suspicion because of my parents' political career, I was a low-key person, which
was inseparable from my parents' upbringing. I always parked the car outside the school. To woo a girl, I had to be a little flashy
, so I asked her to wait for me across from the school gate on the weekend. When I drove up to pick her up, she didn't react for a moment when I rolled down
the window . After she got in the car, I could clearly feel that she was very flustered, her face flushed. When a woman
is flustered, everything about her belongs to the man. At this moment, she was already firmly in my grasp. "Is this your car?"
Qian asked me softly. "Ah. I've had it for two years, it's getting a bit old," I said casually. Back then, the car market
wasn't as saturated as it is now. In mainland China, let alone a student owning a top-of-the-line Audi A4,
even families with cars were rare. She fell silent for a moment. I asked
what she wanted to eat, since I hadn't had breakfast yet. She suggested KFC. I called and asked, "Is it Chaozhou food?" She couldn't help but
laugh. To ease the tension, I took her to KFC. I thought to myself, this Qian is going to be
won over by a KFC meal. College girls are still quite innocent; even if their hearts are dirty, they're still pure.
After the meal, I took her for a walk in the mall and joked, "I'm so happy, so glad to meet you. We
've gotten to know each other now. Will you be my girlfriend? I'll give you a gift, okay?" I knew she was waiting for me to speak.
Her eagerness to get my phone number was driven by the same motives as mine; all that was missing was an
opportunity . Upon hearing this, she immediately took my arm; her silence spoke volumes. I gave her a 50ml bottle of
Chanel perfume. She was overjoyed. Taking this opportunity, I mentioned that I was tired and wanted to find a secluded place
to rest, so we could chat. She lowered her head and remained silent. I thought to myself, this little girl is definitely not someone to be trifled with; she
's not from a respectable family. Sigh! Oh well, what can I do? At this point, only my little head (penis) is thinking;
my big head is out of control. I immediately drove her to a hotel, booked a room, and as soon as we entered, I kissed her
so hard she almost suffocated, her whole body going limp. I pushed up her t-shirt and
unhooked her bra from behind. Her breasts were quite large;
it was hard large breasts. Her nipples were erect and large, though their red color was quite attractive.
She immediately lowered her head and took one of her nipples into her mouth, her tongue scraping across it as she sucked hard. With my
other hand, I grasped her other breast, my index and middle fingers pinching her erect nipple.
Qian panted heavily, her moans deep, clearly desperate. She reached for my pants,
surprising me. I thought to myself, this little vixen is even more impatient than I am. Without a word, I released my already engorged,
18-centimeter-long, thick, and throbbing penis. When she saw my massive penis, as large as a baby's arm, and the glans as big as a baby's
fist she trembled—a tremor of excitement, though. Her eyes were fixed
on it, and she asked, "How come it's so big?!" I pinched her soft buttocks and said, "Are you scared?"
She said sweetly, "No, I like it!" Then she blushed. " Damn, this woman is too slutty!" After hearing that, I
didn't say a word. I released my hand from her buttocks, grabbed her short hair, and forced her face against my large
glans. "You lick it!" I said to Qian with a hint of authority. She made a squeaking sound and took my
large glans, which was like a baby's fist, into her mouth. Her tongue gently swept up and down my urethral opening,
sometimes probing inside, while her hands played with my penis. Her oral skills were incredibly good. I understood everything. This little slut
was skilled. I quickly held my breath, telling myself not to ejaculate too soon. I couldn't embarrass myself on my first time with her
. She was squatting on the ground, moaning for me. This was what I disliked the most. I made her take off
all , grabbed her hair, and forced her to kneel on the ground to give me oral sex. I pulled her hair and forced her
to look up at me, so I could see her incredibly lewd appearance better. The pleasure of conquering her was extremely
strong, and the excitement was indescribable.

Qian sucked my cock diligently for a while, and I really wanted to fuck this slut. I grabbed her hair and made her kneel
on the ground, posing her with her ass sticking up towards me. At this moment, her private parts were completely exposed in
front of me. This woman had a butterfly hole, with thick, dark-colored labia, indicating she was quite experienced. Her pubic hair was thick,
black, and shiny, covered in vaginal fluid, which even dripped down her inner thighs. I thought to myself, what a
slutty little bitch. I touched her deep pink anus with my hand. Her anus was quite beautiful, with neat folds. I quite
liked this anus. I leaned in and touched her anus with the tip of my tongue, making her tremble all over.
She shouted, "Fuck me! I want you to fuck me! I can't take it anymore! It's itchy... Ah!!!!" What a fucking
slut! I gripped my big cock and thrust hard, penetrating more than halfway in! At this moment, she let out an incredibly pleasurable "Ah!!!!
" I pushed forward again with all my might, but I couldn't get in another 3 to 4 centimeters. I started
thrusting , and I could feel how slippery her vagina was, overflowing with moisture. But no matter how hard I thrust
, I couldn't get it all the way in. It turned out her vagina was naturally shorter, and she was having trouble handling my huge penis.
She cried out in her vagina, "Ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Be gentle!" But I wouldn't listen to her. Hearing
her say that only made me feel even better, the sense of conquest intensified. I continued thrusting forcefully, continuously
for over 200 thrusts. Suddenly, her whole body convulsed, and she trembled as she said, "No...no...ah!!!!
I'm going to cum!!! Ah!!" I thought to myself, "Cum what? You want to ejaculate?!" She suddenly recoiled, and my penis instantly came out.
Immediately afterward
, a slightly whitish liquid gushed from her vagina. The pressure was considerable; some of it hit my glans, and some sprayed onto my lower abdomen
, covering my pubic hair with her vaginal fluid! She had squirted! So quickly and so intensely!
I'd never experienced squirting before. I've been with so many women, but this was the first time I'd ever seen it. The scalding hot
vaginal fluid hit my glans, making it itch and feel very different. I couldn't control myself anymore.
Before she had finished ejaculating, I grabbed her short hair with both hands and pulled it back forcefully. My big
penis inside her gushing vagina, thrusting hard about 20 times. My lower abdomen slammed against her soft, white
buttocks with a loud slapping sound. With a shout, my scalding hot semen gushed out, all of it shooting
deep into her vagina. The scalding hot semen made her gush again, mixed with my
semen. This time, the force was even stronger than before, lasting for 7 or 8 seconds. Then
she collapsed, half-lying on the hotel carpet, her body convulsing. I was scared watching her, afraid she
would die from over-excitement!

It felt so good, but as she was leaving the hotel, she received a text message that read: "Wife, what are you doing
? Missing me?" At first, I wanted to see it, but she absolutely refused to let me.
I had to forcibly take it from her before she confessed. It turned out she hadn't broken up with her high school boyfriend; he was studying at a university in the south. Knowing that because of this past conflict, she
wouldn't let me be her official girlfriend. After that, Qian became one of my sexual partners during university, or rather, my
sex slave. Under my tutelage, she fully displayed the submissive nature hidden deep within her,
a subservience ! After graduation, her boyfriend stayed in the south, and she followed him. Now they've been married for over two years
and have a daughter! They seem to be living a very happy life. Sometimes we meet online and exchange pleasantries. Perhaps she
'll never forget me, the man who truly brought her pleasure! This is something her boyfriend could never give her
!

2. Name: X Nan Height: 174cm Weight: 55kg Beijing native My official
girlfriend {top-quality body} Virgin

Nan was my official girlfriend during university, and she followed me until graduation. She had very defined features,
fair skin a rosy glow, and a figure comparable to an underwear model. Her most striking feature was her incredibly thin waist; at 174cm tall, her waist
was only 1.8 feet. Her legs were straight and long, a true nine-head figure. Her bust was 34C, not very large
, but perfectly proportioned to her figure. Her hips were large; I haven't measured them, but they stretched even in casual pants.
What bothered me most when she wore tight jeans was accompanying her shopping, as people often followed us. I knew there were
lecherous men staring intently at her curves. Looking back now, I feel quite sorry for her. Back then,
I was young and did some things that went too far; frankly, I was a jerk. In those years, I often caused Nan distress.
Partly because of my bad temper, but mainly because I was prone to cheating. Nan truly loved me deeply; perhaps
she gave her most precious thing to the man she loved most, silently enduring everything. Even after arguments, when
I ignored her for days, she would always be the one to reach out. Looking back now, I want to slap myself. I didn't cherish such a wonderful
girl . Sometimes I had the urge to contact her, but after graduation, we broke up due to work
and knew it was impossible, so we never contacted each other again. The things we loved most often create
a distance . In college, she never lacked suitors, but she was absolutely loyal to me. So, whenever I
had the thought of contacting her, I immediately stopped myself. Someone as exceptional as her couldn't possibly stay single for so long.

Nan and I were classmates. From the first day of school, I
spotted . I remember she wore a sailor-style top and short skirt that day; her two fair
, slender, and beautiful legs instantly captivated me. Later, I discovered she was in the same class as me—it truly
felt like fate. From that day on, I swore that Nan must be my woman, no matter the cost, I
would have her! There were fewer male students than female students in my university, and I found that the quality of the male students wasn't very high,
which gave me an advantage. A girl like Nan wasn't someone an average guy would dare to truly approach. Beijing
girls are worldly-wise, and Nan's family background was very good, even better than mine. Her height, looks,
figure, and even her aura made most guys afraid to look her in the eye. I believe that any man who saw her would definitely
have , and those who actually wanted to pursue her would unconsciously examine themselves. Some things
were obviously impossible without even thinking about it. Before I got her, she rejected many people, including many losers
and some rich and handsome men. The reason I was able to get her was due to my appearance, but more importantly, my
intelligence.

To win Nan's heart, I needed to win the hearts of those around her. As the saying goes, he who wins the hearts of the people wins the world;
winning a girl also requires winning the hearts of the people. I started pursuing Nan two months after starting university. First, I
observed behavior and found her to be very upright. Within two months, she decisively rejected several suitors;
she clearly had ways to deter persistent suitors. It was evident that Nan wasn't a casual person.
She and spent weekends with Yang, my classmate and Nan's roommate,
with whom she had a good relationship. To win Nan's heart, I needed to first win over Yang, as the opinions of those around us can sometimes
influence our actions. So, I actively tried to get closer to Yang. However, I kept my distance from Yang to avoid
Nan misunderstanding that I was interested in her. Those days were quite tiring; I had to
carefully consider every word Yang said. Yang had a boyfriend, a high school classmate she'd been dating since their second year.
During our second year of university, Yang became my secret lover, unknown to her boyfriend, and still unknown to Nan
. But that's a story for later; I'll focus on Nan later. I won't go into details about what happened with Yang here
.

I got a lot of information from Yang. I know all too well that beautiful women are proud and hard
to win over , but they also need love. A few days before Nan's birthday, Yang secretly passed the news to just
one person in the school. At that time, no one else in the school besides the three of us knew.

I knew very well that dealing with a girl of Nan's caliber wouldn't be ordinary, especially since Yang
's revelation was that Nan had never had a boyfriend, but that ruled out the possibility that she wasn't a lesbian. I analyzed that there might be
two reasons. First, Nan's family was well-off, and her upbringing was probably very strict, with many expectations placed on her. Because
someone school, her freedom at home was basically eliminated, making it difficult to create conditions for a relationship. Second
, girls like Nan usually have high self-esteem and would never easily fall for a man and entrust themselves
to him. At this moment, she had left the city where she had lived for almost 20 years, left her home. Perhaps it would be much easier to make a move on her in
this free environment. Moreover, a 20-year-old girl already understands what love is;
what she lacks now is a man who can knock on the door of her tightly closed heart. Using material things to move Nan was highly impractical.
What would truly touch her was a beautiful appearance, rich inner qualities, and actions that would evoke her emotion. So,
my first step was to find 100 strangers on the street and ask them to say
"Happy Birthday, Nan!" to my DV camera. It was very simple. This VCR took me two days to complete. One day I was out recruiting
people to film, and the second day I hired an advertising production company to edit the VCR with many interludes,
making the content very coherent, complete with an intro and outro. I was moved even after seeing the finished product myself.

I calculated that Nan's birthday was on a Wednesday. That afternoon, we had two large classes in a large
lecture several classes attending together, totaling nearly 200 people. The lecture hall had a projector, and I
had hired four young men from a ceremonial company beforehand, their purpose being to play my prepared VCR immediately when Nan appeared.
To prevent any angry competitors from sabotaging the event, the four young men I hired were there to keep
things . I told the four young men, all over 185cm tall and about the same height as me, that no one, including the teachers,
could sabotage the operation. To reassure them, I gave each of them 1000 yuan beforehand,
with an additional 1000 yuan each afterward. Things went as planned. A large portion of the students had arrived before afternoon classes
. Nan and Yang always arrived early before class. As promised, Yang
texted me while walking with Nan to the classroom. It usually took them about 10 minutes to walk from the dormitory to the classroom. I had calculated that the music started playing the moment
Nan stepped into the classroom—a piano piece called "Starry Night." As the piano music played,
a passerby greeted Nan with "Nan! Happy Birthday!!" At that moment, the more than 100 students in the classroom fell silent,
followed by quiet whispers. The four etiquette staff I had hired stood at the four corners of the podium, all dressed in matching
black suits and bow ties, standing ramrod straight and smiling at Nan. Nan didn't react for a moment, staring blankly
at the VCR showing men, women, children, couples, and elderly people wishing her a happy birthday. Slowly, tears
streamed down face. Perhaps Nan felt the hardship of filming this seemingly simple, short VCR,
and the hardship endured by the person who truly wished her a happy birthday. Seeing her expression, I knew that even if I had to put in more effort, it would have been worthwhile. A person
's emotions don't come naturally; Nan, without realizing it, naturally shed tears of happiness.
It was already the end of the video, and the ending was a parody—I appropriated a news interview with our great leader, Chairman Mao. The lip movements
were very similar to the words I added, loudly proclaiming, "Nan! Happy birthday! On behalf of the people of the whole country, I wish
you a happy birthday!" The last words were spoken in a Hunan accent, which was very funny. The emcee I hired
presented Nan with 99 blood-red roses as soon as he finished speaking. Nan stared straight at the handsome emcee, her expression revealing
deep emotion. I thought to myself, "Damn, Nan has mistaken me for someone else." Luckily, I was prepared. I had asked the emcee to tell Nan
that the person was among the students. At that moment, almost everyone in the audience applauded, and several girls
even shed tears. Yang was also moved to tears. It was a success; I knew Nan had
fallen for the person who had touched her heart. She searched aimlessly in the crowd, but I didn't want to expose myself in public, especially
since the bell for class had already rung.

Later, after I won Nan over, my roommates asked me why so many people liked Nan,
why I was able to win her heart despite having so many suitors. I said, "You have to take action; just thinking won't do.
Action requires wisdom. Love is a battle; timing, location, and people are all essential. I always managed
to use them perfectly, and I understood people's psychology quite well, so I won. If
it perhaps he would have won too."

That evening after self-study, I texted Nan, telling her who I was. I asked her to meet me behind the teaching building, and after waiting
a short while, I saw Nan's graceful figure appear before me. She came alone, and I knew I
was halfway there. After a brief silence, I started a conversation, mainly about my admiration for her,
and then told her about the process of making the VCR, deliberately making it sound a bit difficult. Nan was still so
moved when she heard this. I took the opportunity to grasp Nan's delicate hand; it was so soft and tender, almost boneless. I thought to myself how wonderful it would be to masturbate with
such beautiful, soft hands.

Nan didn't resist; I knew she was already conquered. Then I pulled her gently against me
, motionless. At this moment, she didn't need to say anything; she was now my girlfriend. This
action spoke louder than the most beautiful words.

I took Nan's virginity the day after the final exams. We agreed to stay
a few days , since a winter break would mean being apart for a long time. For Nan, a girl just experiencing romantic relationships, she was
incredibly invested. Although she was an exceptional girl, she was still a girl. On the second day of the exam, Nan slept soundly
all morning, but I couldn't be so "comfortable." I secretly drove to a hotel around 6 a.m. and
waited for Liqian to arrive. She arrived by taxi around 7 a.m., and I fucked her relentlessly until after 10 a.m.
, three times, a triple penetration, and I gave her a shot each in her mouth, vagina, and anus. It felt incredibly
good. After I satisfied her, Liqian hurriedly returned to school, grabbed her luggage, and boarded the train home. I originally
wanted to keep her for a few more days to fuck this little slut some more, but maybe her boyfriend's holiday started earlier than ours.
Her family was pressuring her to come home; she'd probably been holding back for a whole semester and couldn't take it anymore. On her phone,
I overheard her boyfriend asking if she'd boarded the train yet, saying he was about to burst. I thought to myself, if she went home so early, wouldn't his
penis be covered in my semen that I'd just ejaculated inside Qian's vagina? Wasn't kissing Qian supposed to involve
tasting my semen? Ugh! The thought of that guy tasting my stuff made me nauseous. I didn't want to think about it anymore, so I took a shower and
went back to school.

Nan didn't get up until noon. I was already waiting for her downstairs at her dorm. Knowing I was waiting, she rushed down.
Today , she had her hair tied in a ponytail. Her hair was already quite long, and the lowest point of the ponytail reached
her buttocks, swaying seductively as she walked. She was wearing a purple skirt suit,
black stockings, and low-heeled sheepskin boots. Holy crap, my little brother almost stood up
straight . She was so sexy! I've seen plenty of model competitions on TV,
but Nan, with her exceptional looks, would definitely be the champion if there were no underhanded dealings. Those long, beautiful legs in black stockings made every guy passing by stare. I yelled at her
to get in the car quickly; I couldn't stand those stares. At noon, I took her to French food. French food is usually
eaten in the evening, but I couldn't go at night to carry out my afternoon plan, so we had to go at noon. There were
appetizers, main courses, desserts, and red wine. Before I knew it, Nan and I had drunk three bottles of red wine.
I have a pretty high alcohol tolerance; I could drink three bottles without a problem. Nan, on the other hand, is really weak. She's probably been raised with strict rules and hasn't drunk much alcohol.
Combined with her low tolerance, her face was burning red, she
was squinting when she spoke, and she was talking and joking loudly. She was clearly out of control, which was completely different from her usual personality. They say alcohol is the best aphrodisiac.

It's true. Using the excuse of being drunk, I dragged her to a
five-star . I took a day off and helped her inside. As soon as the door closed, I passionately kissed Nan. These
past few days I'd already breached Nan's last line of defense; I'd seen and touched everything I could.
I'd sucked on her pink chrysanthemum countless times, and of course, I'd ejaculated in her mouth. But
she'd guarded this last virgin territory very tightly. Today, I was determined to possess her completely. Nan actually had a
rebellious streak, but for the past 20 years, strict upbringing had tightly suppressed it. Her father was a high-ranking officer in the military, with a very strong and
authoritarian style ; his word was law at home, and Nan dared not offend him in the slightest.
Meeting me ignited her rebellious spirit. Fueled by alcohol, she became somewhat frenzied, like a female beast
in heat , sucking my glans until it tingled. Nan was tall, with a perfectly proportioned nine-headed figure, but
incredibly strong. This contrasted sharply with her delicate, Lin Daiyu-like appearance. I knew that if I trained her, she
would be a wild bride in bed!

Nan's skirt suit was all taken off, leaving only black stockings and high heels. I was so attracted to her alluring S-curve that I almost
had a nosebleed . I laid Nan down on the bed. Nan was probably dizzy from the alcohol. I said, "I want you." Nan
didn't refuse me. Perhaps deep down, she also longed for the harvest of that ripe peach. I took out
a folding knife I always carried, a Chris Reeve Sabinsha. A delicate
little knife with an engraved handle and a very sharp blade. I gently cut open the crotch of Nan's black stockings and her pink silk panties. Nan's two small,
thick , pink labia were exposed in front of me. I leaned in and used my tongue to
separate the two clean, odorless labia. I slowly probed Nan's warm, moist vagina with the tip of my tongue. I had already touched Nan's pink
hymen . It was intact, without a single tear. She was an absolute virgin! The small hole in the middle of the hymen was very small, and
it was difficult for the tip of my tongue to penetrate. I couldn't control myself any longer. I took out my engorged, almost bursting glans and vigorously stirred it at the entrance of Nan's
wet , dripping vagina, slowly probing in. It was so tight, but because of Nan's height
, it wasn't as tight as the girl in my story "My Nine-Headed Lolita Girlfriend." It was much easier to penetrate than I had imagined.
My penis was very thick, and Nan felt the pain. She gently bit her red lips with her white teeth. I gently
stroked Nan's neck. A faint scent of Dior J'adore perfume stimulated my nerves, the erotic aroma
filling the entire room. With each thrust, half of my large penis was already inserted into Nan's tight
vagina, which had never been penetrated by another male before. Blood had already flowed down her buttocks onto the bed; her hymen had ruptured
. I increased the force, and finally, my penis was fully inserted. Nan groaned in pain. I knew I absolutely
couldn't be soft-hearted now; I had to conquer her completely! To avoid leaving Nan with any trauma from sex, and considering her incredibly
alluring body, soft as cotton, pressing down on me! Thinking of this beautiful body that so many men
dream of, I could no longer control myself! I ejaculated all my semen into Nan's uterus,
not a drop left. This woman, one of my most beloved, received the semen of the first man in her life! This is the most
fulfilling thing for me! Nan buried her head in my chest, as docile as a kitten. I gently stroked her fragrant
long hair , feeling it slide between my fingers. This is one of the happiest things in life! As a
man, this is one of the most fulfilling things. I thank Nan for her sacrifice! To this day, I dare not imagine that another
woman will appear. Truly exceptional women are rare and hard to come by, and I don't crave
to have many more. Having Nan is the greatest pride and honor of my life! Nan! I truly love you!

Nan was later trained by me to be very lewd, but only to me. But that's a story for later.
The happiest time of my life during that period was when I made love with Nan in the morning, and then Yang would secretly come to me in the afternoon and I'd ejaculate inside her
. Yang was a truly exceptional woman; she looked like a pure white, adorable little fox. In my next post, I
'll describe my affair with Yang in detail—it's incredibly exciting! Stay tuned for "The College Girls I Attended 2"
! Thank you!

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