[A Night in Hong Kong with Classmates] [Author: ddold]

A couple of days ago, I experienced the wonderful feeling of having sex with a classmate for the first time. While the warmth of my penis is still lingering, I'd like to share this experience with you all.

Due to a job change, I reconnected with a primary school classmate I hadn't seen in 20 years. She owns a trading company and is doing quite well. When we met, I discovered that the ugly duckling of the past has now blossomed into a woman with a certain star quality. She has a two-year-old daughter and seems to be living a very comfortable life.

When I first arrived in the south, I didn't have many friends besides her. I often invited her out on weekends for meals or coffee, reminiscing about the past and catching up on the lives of our other classmates. I don't know when it started, but I began to feel a spark of romance. We both tacitly maintained this ambiguous feeling, but never crossed any lines.

Until last weekend, I was in Hong Kong on a business trip. That evening, I chatted with her on WeChat and discovered she was also in Hong Kong, attending an exhibition. Excited, I asked her for her location, hoping she could show me around. I'd

only ever transited through Hong Kong before, never leaving the airport; this was my first time exploring. I was staying at a hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui, not far from Victoria Harbour, and she was in Causeway Bay, also nearby. We arranged to meet at Victoria Harbour. We met at Star Ferry Pier.

Both of us were in a foreign land, seemingly free from all constraints; the ambiguous feelings between us were unrestrained and spiraled out of control.

In the warm, humid sea breeze, we embraced, watching the lights of Victoria Harbour twinkle, just like other couples around us—it all seemed so natural.

Back at the hotel, neither of us said anything. We dimmed the lights, pressed the "Do Not Disturb" button, and I leaned against the headboard while she rested her head on my stomach, watching variety shows on the iPad to pass the time.

Around midnight, I said, "It's getting late, let's rest." She didn't reply and went straight to the bathroom to wash up.

I followed, but she locked the door out.

Anxiously waiting for her to finish her shower, I pounced on her and hugged her tightly. She gently pushed me away, saying, "Take a shower first." Obeying her command, I finished showering as quickly as possible. When I came out, she had already changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed. I smiled and said to her, "I'll have to take them off later..." I pounced on her and, without any hesitation, slipped my hand inside her neckline, grasping her breast for the first time

. It wasn't large, just a small handful, but the skin was beautiful, smooth, and incredibly elastic. "My breasts aren't big," she said shyly.

"I like them!" I replied.

"Turn off the light," she commanded shyly.

As darkness enveloped the room, all pretense, along with the clothes and towel, crumbled away, along with restraint and morality.

Beneath my naked body lay my classmate's beautiful flesh. My hand covered her erect breasts and her flowing vagina.

As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I could finally vaguely see her expression. I gazed at her, my penis slowly entering her vagina. She frowned slightly, exhaled softly, and let out a soft gasp.

I couldn't help but exclaim, "So tight!"

She smiled and said, "Don't you like it?"

"How could I? I couldn't ask for more! I just can't understand why it's so tight." Below me was a tight, warm feeling, and looking at her was a shy, expectant expression, while my heart was filled with excited, fervent desire.

I slowly thrust in and out, feeling every fold of her vagina. She moaned softly, rewarding my hard work.

Time passed with the changing positions and postures. Amidst the intermittent moans and gasps, I continued thrusting, feeling the surge of her body. Looking at her dazed expression, I suddenly remembered that she was my classmate, a mother of a two-year-old girl, someone else's wife. An indescribable sense of conquest and pleasure welled up inside me. I hugged her tightly and stopped thrusting.

She opened her eyes and asked, "Why aren't you moving?"

I smiled, "Coming."

The violent thrusts made her moan again. This time, I didn't move slowly, but with a frenzied and rapid thrusting, filled with a sense of conquest. "Is it good?" I asked her.

"Mmm, why are you taking so long?" she asked breathlessly.

"How long do you usually take?" I asked with a wicked smile.

"I won't tell you, but not this long," she said intermittently.

My vanity was greatly satisfied, and I caressed her even faster until I uncontrollably ejaculated into her body, into the vagina of my elementary school classmate, someone else's beautiful wife. In this strange city at night, I wondered what her husband was doing right now?

I looked at her with a wicked smile. She seemed to have guessed my thoughts and shyly turned her head away.

"Are you satisfied now? We can only do this once, okay? We can't do it again later," she whispered.
Fellow wolves, what do you think I should say to her?

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