After many years of graduation, my wish has finally come true.

It all started because my roommate A got married and invited us. The date was chosen to fall during the Chinese New Year, so C and I couldn't attend. We decided to take the high-speed train to A and Xiao Pan's city a few months later to celebrate a belated wedding.
We met at a barbecue restaurant we used to frequent in college. My roommate B also came. The four of us former Demacia bush buddies reunited, and of course, we posted pictures on WeChat Moments.
Knowing C couldn't hold his liquor, the three of us didn't pressure him. We ate and drank, reminiscing about our college days. Xiao Pan was an inevitable topic. A and B asked C why he hadn't invited her today. C said they hadn't been in contact since her wedding. I wondered if Xiao Pan would react to my recent WeChat Moments post. Sure enough, Xiao Pan commented, "You guys are having a blast! Why didn't you say you were coming?"
Seeing an opportunity, I asked C if he wanted to go out with her. C took a sip of his drink and said no.
A and B disagreed and egged me on, suggesting we meet up. I tried calling Xiao Pan via WeChat voice message, but after several seconds there was no answer. A few minutes later, Xiao Pan replied, "Sorry, I'm busy, I'll call you back later."
The four men continued their awkward conversation for another twenty minutes. Then Xiao Pan called back with that familiar, soft, and sweet voice, saying she was out with clients that evening.
I asked if she could come over. She said yes, around 10 pm. Then I pretended that C wanted to talk to Xiao Pan and handed the phone to C.
C politely exchanged pleasantries with Xiao Pan for a while, then hung up, saying, "She'll be over in a bit." The other two men looked expectant. We ordered some more barbecue and drinks, eating and drinking while waiting. At 10:05 pm, Xiao Pan arrived as promised.
She wore a light blue short-sleeved shirt and skirt suit. Her figure, much thinner than in college, peeked out from the well-tailored skirt, giving her a slender and soft beauty. Her slim waist, paired with slightly rounded hips and pert breasts, created a curvaceous and alluring silhouette—a truly rare urban beauty. At the low neckline of her shirt, a patch of fair, almost translucent skin was dazzlingly white. Below the neckline, her full, pert breasts rose and fell slightly with her breath, indicating she had just been traveling.
The college class beauty, sweet and charming Xiao Pan, today, with her carefully chosen attire, exuded a noble air. Her smooth, snow-white skin was incomparably delicate. Beneath the tight skirt, her long, shapely legs gleamed with a captivating sheen, making her even more alluring.
She quickly glanced at the four of us guys, her gaze settling on C. She decided to sit next to C. C and I were on the same side, while A and B were opposite us. As Xiao Pan passed by me, the scent of Chanel perfume mingled with the smell of alcohol; she probably drank quite a bit at the last party.
Xiao Pan sat down, and the atmosphere immediately livened up. A and B enthusiastically reminisced about Xiao Pan and C's past romance while urging C to drink, eager to show off in front of the pretty girl. This was tough on C, who couldn't hold her liquor. Feeling bad about not drinking with her long-lost roommate, C, who had already had quite a bit to drink, quickly couldn't keep up.
Seeing that C was about to faint, as a fellow villager, I went to help C fend off the drinks. As we drank, I noticed that the dazed C had somehow placed her hand on Xiao Pan's chest, stroking her back and forth. Xiao Pan pretended nothing was wrong, drinking and laughing with A and B. After a few bottles, I felt I couldn't take it anymore. Then C said he felt like throwing up, so we helped each other to the restroom. As we got up, Xiao Pan looked at C with concern; I knew she wanted to come along, but ultimately didn't say it.
At the restroom, C was still vomiting loudly, completely drowning out my voice. After vomiting and cleaning up, C and I returned to the table. Xiao Pan, swaying from being drunk by A and B, was propping her pale face up with one hand and shaking dice with the other. Seeing us return was like seeing saviors; the situation became 3v2. In the end, C was completely drunk, and Xiao Pan and I were still quite tipsy.
A and B, both married, saw it was already past 11 pm and had a curfew at home, so they each took taxis home, having had their fun.
I couldn't carry C, who is 180cm tall, by myself, so
I asked Xiao Pan to help me get her back to the hotel. When we got into the taxi, the driver almost refused to take us, saying that the three of us smelled too strongly of alcohol and he was afraid we would throw up in the car. C has gained a lot of weight in the past two years, and it took Xiao Pan and me quite a bit of effort to finally settle her into bed. C was snoring loudly in no time, while Xiao Pan was panting heavily. I picked up a free bottle of mineral water from the hotel table for her, and took one for myself, sitting down by C's bed to drink. I wanted to chat with Xiao Pan,
but her phone rang. She saw the number, answered immediately, and said in an incredibly sweet voice, "Mr. Li, you're not done yet..." As she spoke, she handed me the mineral water bottle and went to the bathroom to make the call. I could vaguely hear Xiao Pan talking sweetly on the phone, like a daughter talking to her father. A moment later, Xiao Pan returned, reaching for her bottled water. As she took it, her legs suddenly gave way, and she collapsed onto me, spilling the water all over me. Xiao Pan got up, took out tissues from her bag, and began to dry me off. I was still savoring the soft, warm touch of Xiao Pan in my arms when I looked down and saw a beautiful woman in stockings wiping herself with tissues. Her two large, white breasts rose and fell rhythmically with her breathing, enough to arouse any man.
When Xiao Pan wiped my waist, she noticed my erection and froze. I held my breath, watching her. The air seemed to freeze, and only our heavy breathing filled the room. We could both feel the alcohol fumes on each other's breath growing stronger and faster.
Fueled by alcohol, I placed my hand directly on Xiao Pan's shoulder. Startled, she looked up and asked what I was doing. Without hesitation, I pulled her up, embraced her, and began kneading her soft, white body with both hands. Xiao Pan gasped, "D, don't do this, let me go."
She struggled, but I didn't answer. Instead, I pressed her onto the bed, controlling her with my body, and kissed her neck.
C had told me before that Xiao Pan's neck was a sensitive spot; a kiss there would make her wet. She struggled beneath me, repeatedly saying, "Don't do this, let go," her tone becoming serious.
As I licked her neck, I said, "Xiao Pan, I like you. I've liked you since school. I looked forward to you coming to our dorm every day. If it weren't for C, I would have pursued you relentlessly. When you stayed overnight in the dorm, I secretly masturbated under the covers, fantasizing."
When a man's lust takes over, he'll say anything.
After hearing my words, Xiao Pan's body visibly stiffened, trembling slightly, whether from stimulation or excitement, I couldn't tell. Taking advantage of the moment, I slipped my hand inside the neckline
of the dress I'd been peeking at all night, forcefully squeezing and playing with her full breasts. Xiao Pan's breathing became increasingly rapid. I prepared to remove her skirt, but she held onto the buttons tightly, refusing to let me take it off. We were locked in a stalemate.
Suddenly, C, lying on the bed beside us, turned over and mumbled in his sleep, "Yan, get me a glass of water."
Yan was C's current girlfriend, incredibly beautiful—the kind of beauty that makes you want to approach her at first glance, but then makes you feel inferior upon second glance. More importantly, Yan and C were a perfect match.
Hearing this, Xiao Pan turned to look at the sleeping C, her eyes filled with disappointment. The handsome, wealthy man, already asleep, had his back to her. Turning back, she looked at me, who was on top of her, cupped my face in her hands, and gently pulled it towards her own. I seized the opportunity and passionately kissed Xiao Pan. The sweet, delicious cherry lips I had expected were now filled with the smell of alcohol, even a little unpleasant.
I saw Xiao Pan kiss me first, and then I started to undress her. Xiao Pan's lips left mine, and she whispered, "Let's go to your room." I then realized that if C woke up halfway through, the three of us would be incredibly embarrassed.
I quickly helped Xiao Pan pack her things, put on her high heels, and pulled her from C's room to mine.
Once inside, I excitedly hugged Xiao Pan from behind, reaching out to pull down her skirt.
Xiao Pan said, "I can do it myself. Don't wrinkle the clothes; I have things to do later." I listened, put my clothes on the bed, and watched Xiao Pan take off her skirt piece by piece. When it reached her flesh-colored bottom, I pleaded with her not to pull it down further, to keep it on while she was doing it, but she wouldn't agree.
Xiao Pan straightened her clothes, then swayed her alluring, naked body onto the bed. Looking at my hard, purplish erection, she exclaimed, "Wow, it's really thick!" I hadn't expected Xiao Pan to remember C telling her about my size. Without further ado, I pulled her closer, inhaling her pleasant perfume, my hands roaming freely over her large breasts, slender waist, and pert buttocks.
When I pressed her down again, my mouth finding her nipple to suckle, I noticed that her areola and nipple were no longer the pink I'd seen at the graduation party, but a deep brown, or rather, black, contrasting sharply with her fair skin. Her nipples were longer than most girls'. I licked Xiao Pan's, wondering if she'd been sucking too much since graduation.
I used my usual technique of sucking her nipples while simultaneously stimulating her vagina. Soon, Xiao Pan's vagina became wet, and she began moaning and groaning. Her soft, jade-like hands accurately found and grasped mine, stroking it up and down.
Seeing that the time was right, I pried open Xiao Pan's vagina, ready to insert it into her clitoris, but she stopped me, saying, "We can't do it without a condom." I said, "Where am I supposed to buy a condom at this hour?" She said, "I have some in my bag."
I let her get up, and she took out a Durex condom from her bag, along with two packs of wet wipes, and went back to bed. She carefully wiped my penis several times, making me feel a little pain. I said, "Is that enough? Can't you change your germaphobia?
" She looked up at me, shook her head, threw away the wet wipes, put the Durex condom on me, and then lay down seductively, spreading her round
, straight vagina. Xiao Pan's vagina wasn't loose; it gripped me when I inserted it, and it was very wet and hot. I wanted to kiss her cherry lips, but Xiao Pan kept dodging, refusing to let me kiss her face. So I focused on fucking her hard, and after a few thrusts, she started to work harder.
Oh, oh, ah, so thick, ah, oh dear, so big, it's scratching me, oh, so comfortable, ah,
Xiao Pan is getting into it, showing her seductive side, so I'm working even harder, because I'm drunk, I'm unusually fierce.
Ah, yes, yes, ah, so comfortable, oh my god, so comfortable, um, um, oh dear, ah, ah, oh my god
, when I'm with Xiao Pan, her voice is particularly high-pitched, her mouth is wide open, her eyes are glazed, her waist is suspended in the air, her vagina is tight, I slow down, waiting for her to come back to her senses.
Xiao Pan sighs and says softly: My god, so comfortable, I didn't even know that in college.
I ask curiously: Didn't C let you pass?
Xiao Pan laughs and says, yes, then I slowly start moving again, while lowering my head to suck on her nipple. After a few dozen thrusts, I pull out, turn Xiao Pan over, and make her kneel on the bed.
Xiao Pan bent over, sticking out her round buttocks, her two erect legs blending seamlessly with her snow-white skin, a pose that was utterly mesmerizing. I couldn't resist, quickly leaning in, and with a soft "tsk," I was completely overwhelmed.
Oh, Xiao Pan started moaning seductively again, and I continued my relentless thrusting. "
Mmm, mmm, so deep, Doraemon, you're amazing! Ah, you always hit the deepest part of me! Ah, it feels so good! Ah, ah!"
she moaned wildly, driving me wilder and wilder. After a series of violent thrusts, we were both on the verge of climax. As Xiao Pan's body convulsed, I felt as if I were being tightly sucked by a small mouth. Knowing that Xiao Pan had come, a sense of accomplishment welled up inside me, and a warm feeling rose in my lower abdomen, surging upwards until I ejaculated.
I held her as we lay down, enjoying the afterglow. After a few words, Xiao Pan quickly got up, grabbed her phone, and rushed to reply to messages. Then, she took her clothes and towel and went to the bathroom to shower.
I lay naked on the bed scrolling through my WeChat Moments. The sound of running water never stopped. When I took off the condom earlier, I accidentally dripped some semen onto Xiao Pan's fair legs; she'd probably have to wash herself several times.
Suddenly, Xiao Pan screamed from the bathroom.
I rushed over, opened the door, and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
When Xiao Pan saw me come in, she covered her chest and groin with her two delicate white hands and said, "It's nothing, I accidentally touched the faucet and got burned by the hot water."
I didn't quite hear what she said; my eyes were fixed on the class beauty's wet, white, fragrant body, as beautiful as a white lotus blooming in the rain. I got hard again, and my head obeyed my commands, moving closer to Xiao Pan step by step.
Xiao Pan stared at me, slowly lowering her hands from her private parts, and said, "It's so thick again."
I stood in front of Xiao Pan, pressing against her smooth abdomen, and began to fondle her delicate body with both hands. Her skin, already so delicate, was now covered in a layer of water droplets, making it even more smooth and tender. When I put one arm around Xiao Pan's waist and the other hand on the back of her head to kiss her, she refused again, pushing my chest away and saying, "Let me lick you."
I said, "Okay," and then she squeezed out some shower gel and gently and carefully washed me twice. I felt the pleasure of her jade-like hands washing me, and while looking at my dark skin, I said, "I'm going to wash you white."
Xiao Pan rolled her eyes at me, turned off the tap, and slowly squatted down, right in front of her face. Looking down from above, I could see her beautiful face and two firm, snow-white breasts. The extreme visual impact amplified my sense of conquest.
Xiao Pan grasped my penis with one hand and rubbed it against her face a few times, saying, "Oh, how annoying, it's so thick, it's scary," and then stuck out her tongue and gently licked it with the tip.
After enjoying her licking for a while, perhaps because squatting was a bit tiring, she spread my legs, knelt directly on the bathroom floor, held my legs with both hands, and opened her mouth to take it all in.
Xiao Pan's technique was excellent; she licked with great effort, going deep into her throat and making sucking sounds. I looked down, enjoying the sight of her sweet face, her cherry lips moving vigorously, her tongue sweeping back and forth, her large eyes staring at me with a fiery, passionate gaze. Her whole body moved in unison—her fragrant shoulders, snowy breasts, slender waist, and pert buttocks all seemed to be enticing me to play with them. Instantly, I felt like I was on the peak of life, and at the same time, I felt my ejaculation was about to reach its limit. I patted Xiao Pan's cheek and said, "Get up, I'll do it from behind!"
Xiao Pan released my penis and nodded in agreement.
Xiao Pan cooperated with me, pulling her delicate body up and turning her around. She placed her hands on the bathroom wall, slightly raised her heels, and adjusted her large, dark vulva between her snow-white buttocks to align with mine. I held her and said, "No condom?" She said, "Yes," and immediately I thrust in completely.
I was rock hard, exploring the class beauty's vagina once more. This time, without a condom, it felt like being tightly sucked and bitten by her plump petals, a tingling sensation.
Although Xiao Pan's vagina was dark, it was still tight, moist, soft, and suction-like, feeling very comfortable when sandwiched between her.
"Ah, ah, um, ah, um," Xiao Pan began to moan, her ample breasts swaying and responding. "Ah, ah, I...no, don't...don't be so rough, um, ah, it's too thick, too deep, um, it's killing me!"
One advantage of the standing rear-entry position is that you can reach out and caress the woman's genitals. My hands went directly around Xiao Pan's smooth, white back, caressing her soft, supple, and incredibly elastic flesh, shaping it in my palms. I remembered how we used the same position during sex in the dormitory bathroom back then.
Then I reached out and turned on the shower. Warm water flowed down Xiao Pan's head, running down her hair and over her snow-white shoulders, incredibly alluring. The water hit her back and flowed down, each deep thrust creating a splash and a louder slapping sound.
Just as I was enjoying the pleasure, Xiao Pan, in a dazed and wanton voice, said, "Ah, C, fuck me, fuck me hard, C, ah, oh, I want to be your little one forever, ah."
I realized that Xiao Pan was treating me like C. "Damn, I'm here, but you're thinking about someone else," I thought, holding my breath and thrusting back and forth in large, sweeping motions. I said, "Now it's me, not C. Am I not as good as C?" Every time I thrust in hard, Xiao Pan would tremble, her red lips slightly parted, and let out a moan. Each moan was accompanied by a long exhale, as if in pain, yet also as if in pleasure.
Ah, so good, ah, it's coming again, you're doing it so well, it feels so good, better than C, thrust faster, faster, ah, Xiao Pan's delicate little hands gripped the bathroom wall tightly to reduce my relentless, forceful thrusts. Her long toes were raised, her round buttocks arched upwards forcefully, and her nose emitted intoxicating sounds.
Receiving Xiao Pan's approval, I watched this beautiful class beauty moan and groan beneath me with smug satisfaction, feeling incredibly pleased. I thought to myself, today I'll use the alcohol to my advantage and make her my fuck buddy. So I changed my strategy, using a shallow, deep approach, speeding up, asking her, "Who am I? Tell me!" "
Oh, oh, you're D, you're Doraemon, you really know how to fuck, I love it, ah, oh, oh, harder, Doraemon, harder, faster, ah, fuck me to death, mmm," hearing the class beauty call me by my nickname filled me with joy, and I thrust wildly dozens of times in one go. I could clearly feel Xiao Pan's body temperature rising in front of me. She was uncontrollably emitting intense moans, her long, beautiful black hair soaked with sweat, her rounded breasts rising and falling repeatedly to meet each thrust. The sounds of "slap, slap" echoed. "
Faster, ah, faster, I'm almost there, ah, ah, God, it's killing me, oh, it's over, it's over, ah, ah!" Xiao Pan could no longer contain her excitement; she gasped for breath. Her voice grew louder, her breathing heavier, and she occasionally let out uncontrollable cries. The beautiful class beauty, intoxicated by the pleasure of my intense thrusts, had forgotten everything else, only wanting me to fuck her harder and harder until she was dead.
From within Xiao Pan, gushes of hot, lustful fluid continuously gushed out, flowing out with each thrust, sticking to my lower abdomen. I heard her intoxicating moans, felt an unprecedentedly intense pleasure, and thrust even more desperately.
I don't know how long we'd been fucking, but suddenly Xiao Pan screamed like a madwoman, "Ah, ah, that's it, do it there! Oh, oh, I'm going to fly, I'm going to fly, I'm going to fly! Ah, ah!" Her body thrust upwards forcefully, her snow-white flesh pressing firmly against my lower abdomen.
Xiao Pan climaxed, and her screams shook my heart. The walls of her vagina contracted and sucked hard, I felt like my bones were about to crumble from Xiao Pan's grip. My ejaculation was unleashed, and I ejaculated deep inside her.
The class beauty, her beautiful buttocks and slender waist still trembling, I held her snow-white body, her tight grip on my limp penis, refusing to let go. After resting for 5 minutes, I withdrew from her body. She turned and looked at my defeated penis, giving a faint smile.
Xiao Pan was a little exhausted afterwards, and we helped each other clean up. To avoid embarrassment, we talked about her real estate industry. She told me that real estate was difficult now, the market was sluggish, and the competition was fierce. I didn't know much about real estate, so I shared some funny stories from my life to make her laugh. I have to say, Xiao Pan's smile is truly beautiful; one or two smiles are enough to make your heart flutter and spark the idea of dating her.
We chatted happily, and after coming out of the bathroom and getting dressed, it was already around 1:30 AM. Xiao Pan maintained a cheerful and relaxed expression throughout.
Then she picked up her phone and read her messages. Her attitude towards me gradually cooled. She barely responded to what I said, taking out her cosmetics from her bag and meticulously applying makeup. During this time, her phone rang, and she answered it, flirting with the men on the other end in a coquettish voice (it was obvious that more than one man was flirting with her), acting as if I didn't exist.
After finishing her makeup, Xiao Pan tidied her clothes and bag, ready to leave. I walked her to her room and said, "Xiao Pan, today I…"
Before I could finish, Xiao Pan interrupted me, saying, "Today I'll just take C back to her room and then I'll leave."
Having been in the workforce for many years, I understood what Xiao Pan meant. The decisiveness of an adult's words caught me off guard. I glanced down at her stockings, then looked up to meet her gaze and said, "Mmm," before going back to my room to sleep. I slept very well.
Xiao Pan seemed satisfied. She turned, opened the door, closed it, and left. I felt a pang of reluctance, secretly opening the door to watch her departing figure. As we entered the elevator, her phone rang again. She asked, "Mr. Li, where's the driver?"... Before she could finish, the elevator doors closed mercilessly.
I closed the door, slowly recalling everything that had happened that night. Xiao Pan had come for C today, but with the help of my roommates A and B, I ended up taking C's place and having sex with her. She treated me more like C, which is why she refused both times I tried to kiss her. Perhaps feeling a little guilty, the second time she didn't ask me to use a condom. Having known C for so many years, and being best friends with her, I've never been jealous of her. But at this moment, I was truly envious.
Thinking back to the second time I slept with Xiao Pan, I picked up my phone, opened WeChat, and kindly reminded her to take Minting (a type of herbal tea), only to find that she had deleted me from her WeChat contacts. I checked QQ, and it was the same – she was deleted as a friend. Sigh! If life is a race, some people are indeed born at the finish line, like C. I consoled myself, took out a cigarette, opened the window facing the street, lit it, and looked at the empty street in the early morning. At the traffic light intersection, the curvaceous, radiant city woman in stockings and high heels was none other than Xiao Pan. She stood there gracefully, her large, watery eyes watching the sparse traffic. Before I finished my cigarette, a Bentley pulled up beside her, and she skillfully got in.
Seeing this, I slowly took a drag of my cigarette, imagining what kind of man Xiao Pan was serving in the spacious, luxurious Bentley – old or young, handsome or ugly, with her exquisite skills? Was his... well, you know? Her meticulously applied eye makeup, now flashing with an irresistible charm, would it be even more alluring than the flirtatious glances she gave me earlier? The men she'd be dating later, if they wanted to kiss her, she'd probably say yes. Those silk-stockinged feet that I'd been drooling over all night but couldn't have, she'd offer them up willingly, wouldn't she? And how passionately she'd respond when being fucked while wearing them? Hahaha, thinking about it, I'm kind of cute. Back in the bathroom, Xiao Pan gave me a knowing smile as I slumped down, almost making me think there was something going on between us—not lovers, but friends with benefits. It really proves the saying, "There are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not fields that are ruined by plowing!"
I exhaled a long puff of smoke. Yes, society is just that realistic. D-type women find C-type men, C-type women find B-type men, B-type women find A-type men. If you want to fuck the kind of woman you like, work hard, fill your pockets, and improve your perspective—that's the key.
On the train back, C was playing on her phone when she suddenly whispered, "Hey, why did Xiao Pan delete me?" The voice was very faint, as if not wanting anyone to hear clearly. Perhaps C knew what had happened last night but didn't care at all, or perhaps Xiao Pan didn't care either.

[The End]

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