Desire for Beauty

My friend is my college classmate, and we've always had a great relationship, almost like confidantes. Although we've never been physically intimate, we're both the kind of people who are secretly passionate, and given the opportunity, something was bound to happen sooner or later. And that's how the opportunity came so quietly. My friend was coming to visit, along with another friend, let's call him B, a guy. The three of us are very close, practically an inseparable trio. We naturally booked a standard hotel room, not caring about the presence of a man and a woman, since we're so familiar with each other. With my friend here, we had good drinks; it had been a long time since we'd seen each other, so we had to get down to business. After dinner, we went back to the hotel with some beer. We played cards until midnight, and after drinking quite a bit, it was time to shower and go to bed. B and I just took off our clothes and went to shower, leaving only our underwear. He took one bed, and I took another. Then my girlfriend went to shower; she changed her clothes in the bathroom. These days, many hotel bathrooms have frosted glass; with the outside lights off, you can't see very clearly inside, but the general outline is still quite visible. Through the glass, I teased her as we watched. She didn't get angry; she knew it was just a joke. After we finished showering, seeing that we each had a bed, I said, "Come on, let's sleep together." She sat directly on the bed and crawled into my blanket. My heart was pounding; I was so nervous. I thought to myself, "I was just saying it casually, although I really wanted something to happen between us, but actually being in the same bed still makes me so nervous." After lying there for a while, she didn't say anything, she was playing on her phone, and she didn't speak either. Just quiet, I could feel her arm, it was warm. I gently nudged her leg with my leg, she didn't flinch, nor did she respond. After a while, in a moment of impulse, I turned to one side and pressed one leg directly against her, and unexpectedly she immediately responded. I brought my face up, and our mouths were already tightly connected. While busy above, I couldn't relax below. I rubbed her breasts while touching her genitals. My friend's breasts were okay, just average. Her genitals were already overflowing, and two fingers easily slipped inside. My friend also rubbed my penis with her hand. However, it didn't work, my penis had been soft and limp for a long time, which frustrated me. I really had no choice, so I whispered in my friend's ear, "Give me a blowjob," and she didn't hesitate, crawling under the covers and taking it in her mouth. But it was all for naught; my heart was breaking. My friend, his lips trembling with emotion, climbed up to ask me what was going on. I felt so embarrassed; I didn't know either. Maybe I was just too nervous. To be honest, I was really nervous because my wife kept calling, urging me to come back, and I just couldn't relax. Since things had already come to this point, I figured there was no point in dragging it out any longer, so I got dressed and went home, leaving them both at the hotel. I thought that since I was gone, and my friend was probably already impatient after seeing us go through all that, something would happen between them. The next day, I called to ask how things went, and it turned out nothing had happened. The reason was simple: my friend wasn't interested in them. He could have fun, but he would never sleep with them. Is that just because of their looks? Of course, there was a sequel, and in the end, it was all according to my and my friend's wishes. September 27, 2016 Update: Last time, I mentioned a very embarrassing and frustrating experience with a female classmate. We were all naked, but I couldn't get an erection. As a result, I was ridiculed by many male friends. There was nothing I could do; maybe I'd been drinking, or maybe I was too nervous. In any case, it was a very unsuccessful experience. As the saying goes, failure is the mother of success; where you fall, you get back up. My female classmate was very understanding and kept encouraging me, always ready to give me a good time once I regained my virility. Not long ago, I attended a new product launch event in the city where my female classmate lived. So I contacted her in advance to arrange for her to host me. She was very excited and looking forward to my arrival. However, plans don't always go as expected. The night before I was supposed to leave, she told me that her husband had been staying home and wouldn't be going out for the next few days. I was immediately discouraged. She then said to me, "Are we meeting just to do sex? It's been so long, we could at least talk." Thinking about it, it makes me sound like I only think with my lower body. Since the itinerary is already planned, let's stick to it. I arrived in her city, met her and her husband, had dinner together, chatted briefly, and then parted ways. I had to rush to a meeting. The meeting was in the afternoon, and the organizers had prepared a banquet and evening reception. I don't really like these kinds of social events involving eating and drinking, so I left early. After contacting my classmate, I quickly headed to her apartment complex. I planned to stay at her place that night, and her husband didn't object. The three of us had dinner, played cards, and watched a movie together. I was expecting some unexpected situations, like someone inviting her husband out for drinks, but it was quiet all night. Before I knew it, it was midnight. I couldn't stay up any longer, so I washed up and went to bed. Lying in bed, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and texted my female classmate. I said, "Come to my room, let's talk for a bit more." She knew what I meant, saying her husband hadn't slept and went to bed late, so there was no chance to play around tonight. She couldn't even try anything exciting. Finally, she suggested, "How about this? You get up early tomorrow morning, and I'll say I'll take you upstairs." Since she'd said that, I went to sleep. Here's some background on my classmate's family situation. They bought the top floor, and there was another floor above it, but because they couldn't get the property certificate, they sold it together with the top floor, essentially a duplex. However, the stairs to their duplex were outside, so it was like two separate apartments. Nothing more happened that night. I didn't sleep well, just felt groggy, probably because something was on my mind. I woke up before six in the morning. I didn't know if she was awake. I didn't want to call, in case I woke her husband. I just sent a random emoji in the WeChat group. Unexpectedly, she replied instantly in a private message. Apparently, she had woken up earlier and was in the bathroom. Since she was awake, I decided to proceed as planned. She went back to the bedroom from the bathroom first. I waited a while and then went to call her, telling her through the door that I had to leave. She said, "I'll see you out." Then she opened the door and came out. I asked, "Where's your husband?" She said, "Sleeping like a log." Turns out all that acting was for nothing. But this shows my classmate is really cautious. After washing up, we went straight upstairs. As soon as the door closed, we immediately hugged and started kissing. It was like dry wood meeting a raging fire, or a long-awaited rain after a drought. It was hot, and everyone was wearing less. She was wearing a skirt, which was convenient, but touching her breasts wasn't satisfying, so I stripped her naked, revealing her smooth, white flesh. I pressed her down on the sofa, legs spread wide, in an M shape. Her genitals were facing outwards, and the little stream in her dark pubic area was already gurgling. Without saying a word, I squatted down and, like an ox drinking water, plunged my head into her dark pubic area, sucking and licking fiercely. She immediately screamed and grabbed my head, pressing it hard against her vagina. Not to be outdone, I used my tongue, like a little snake, to plunge into the bottomless abyss, swirling around inside, each time bringing out a gush of fluid. I didn't spare the little bud outside either, biting and licking it like a treat. At this moment, my two ounces of flesh below were already enraged, pointing upwards at a 45-degree angle, straight to the heavens. Without a word, I launched myself into the sea, plunging straight in. The instant I entered, she let out a very high-pitched cry, which startled me; she was so unrestrained. And this was early morning, her husband was still downstairs. While we were doing it below, we weren't idle above either. We kissed and kneaded each other as usual. After eating her below for so long, I thought she wouldn't kiss me, but she wasn't polite at all, sucking my tongue vigorously. After a while, she was quite wet below, and time wasn't allowing much, so without changing positions, we quickly thrust. As we were about to thrust, she held me tightly, and I let out a low growl, as millions of tadpoles broke through the barriers, swimming towards that vast ocean. Afterwards, I quickly cleaned up the room, removing all traces of anything, and rushed downstairs. Some readers might ask, "Intercourse inside her?" Yes. Weren't you afraid of pregnancy? No. Because I knew she was on birth control pills, intercourse inside her was necessary. Later, when we chatted, I said I wasn't bad, right? She said it was alright. I was speechless; it seems I hadn't conquered her. But I figured I couldn't conquer her anyway; if she wanted to play around, her desires would be even stronger than mine. Of course, she has her own principles; if she doesn't like someone, she won't even consider it. [The End]

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