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When I first entered university, the environment was unfamiliar, and I didn't interact much with my classmates, so I felt lonely and wanted to find a girlfriend quickly to pass the time. Since I'm reasonably good-looking—not handsome, but attractive enough to draw girls—and have a friendly personality, I soon found a girlfriend in another department. Because I adhere to the principle of "a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow" (and you might not believe it, but I'm married to this girlfriend now—this shows I'm not a casual person), she's my wife now. But I'm not talking about my wife, but about another girl in her class. Shortly after my girlfriend and I became a couple, a girl in my class approached me. Although she wasn't bad-looking, you could say she was quite pretty, because I already had a girlfriend, I had absolutely no interest in her and rejected her. Soon after, she found a boyfriend, so nothing happened between us until that incident. Later, I learned that she actually liked me a lot. I still believe she didn't like her boyfriend; she just wanted a boyfriend to distract herself from the pain of rejection, or maybe it was just for sex. Later, when I was chatting with my roommates, I learned that they were staying in hotels every Friday and Saturday night. I thought we would always be like two lines that never intersect, but I never expected what would happen between us. In the second semester of my junior year, my girlfriend was going to do an internship in another city. Her absence left me very bored every day, so I wanted to find something to do. I saw that most of my classmates had chosen to take the postgraduate entrance exam, and since my girlfriend was pursuing a combined bachelor's and master's degree, she also encouraged me to take it. So I decided to take the exam too. I was really determined at the time and even enrolled in a postgraduate entrance exam preparation class. Later, I went to the Party School, which was quite far from the school, every Friday and Saturday night to attend the preparation class. Because there were many people attending the class, we had to arrive early to reserve seats, so we each took turns reserving seats, sometimes occupying several rows (at that time, I really took the postgraduate entrance exam seriously). One time I arrived quite late, and there was only one seat left that my classmates had reserved. After I sat down, I realized she was sitting next to me. Since we were just ordinary classmates, I naturally greeted her. But when she saw me, she was surprisingly excited and said happily, "You're also taking the postgraduate entrance exam? What a coincidence that we're sitting together! It's truly a meeting of fate!" I felt a little embarrassed by her words. That night, I barely listened to any lectures; I spent the whole time chatting with her. At first, we talked about our majors and universities, but later I felt something was off because she suddenly said she wanted to apply to the same university and major as me. She even asked if there was no hope for us. So I quickly changed the subject, deliberately talking about her boyfriend, but she deliberately steered the conversation away from that topic. Later in the conversation, she even asked if I had ever had that kind of relationship with my girlfriend. I pretended not to know and asked her what kind of relationship she meant. She said, "Don't pretend, of course it's a sexual relationship" (I was speechless). I said, "Of course not, I'm still a virgin." She looked at me with surprise, and I still remember that look. She stared at me for at least five seconds before blurting out, "Do you have a problem in that area? Do you want me to try it with you?" At that moment, I don't know whether to blush or turn black. She probably realized that what she said was inappropriate and quickly lowered her head. She didn't talk to me much until the end of the lecture, but during that time, she kept leaning her head on my shoulder and said, "I'm sleepy. You won't mind if I lean on your shoulder and take a nap." I thought, "Let her lean on me, I won't lose anything." She left before the lecture was over. I thought her boyfriend had come to pick her up because I had heard that they went to a hotel every Friday and Saturday. It was almost 10 o'clock after class. I walked out of the Party School auditorium to find the school shuttle bus. Just as I stepped out the gate, I heard a voice calling me. I looked and saw her next to a red taxi. Seeing I didn't move, she walked towards me and said, "Let's take a taxi. The shuttle bus is too crowded." I disagreed, saying, "Our classmates are all around. It wouldn't look good if they saw us taking a taxi alone. If XXX (her boyfriend) found out, he'd kill me." Seeing that I really wasn't going to take the taxi, she sent the taxi driver away and took the shuttle bus with me. Because we got on late, there were no seats left on the bus, and it was incredibly crowded. We were sitting very close together, and she deliberately pressed her breasts tightly against my arm as I gripped the armrest next to me. I could feel her breasts completely. That was the first time I realized how well-developed her breasts were. As a man, I couldn't resist the feeling, and I didn't even try to pull my arm away. She probably sensed my change, because she turned around and rested her head on my shoulder, pressing her breasts tightly against my chest. Because it was summer and she wasn't wearing much, and because of her bra, I could clearly feel her soft breasts. I felt my heart was about to jump out of my chest, and instinctively, my penis slowly hardened. Just then, the shuttle bus drove onto a road without streetlights. I really wanted to touch her breasts, but I restrained my desire. To my surprise, she suddenly grabbed my penis. I snapped back to reality, thinking I couldn't let this continue, especially since we both had partners. I tried to pull away, telling her we absolutely couldn't do this, but she gripped even tighter. I could feel the pain. Looking back, it's funny how my penis managed to escape her grasp; it was because it was limp, and she naturally let go. She even laughed, saying, "You men are so funny." But I couldn't laugh. I just wanted to get away from her as quickly as possible, otherwise it would be troublesome. She still leaned against me. Although I tried to keep my distance, the bus was too crowded, and I couldn't move anywhere until I got off. After getting off, I deliberately walked faster, and strangely, she didn't chase after me. I didn't sleep much that night. Some details did excite me, especially since my girlfriend wasn't around. But when I thought of my girlfriend, and that her boyfriend was my classmate, I immediately became rational. I couldn't let things escalate further, but some things don't go as planned. The next day was Saturday, and it was my turn to reserve a seat. The lecture started at 6 PM, and I arrived before 4 PM. On the way, I was thinking that I must keep my distance from her today and not sit next to her again. When I got to the Party School auditorium, I found that many people had already arrived, and I could only find seats in the back rows. At that moment, I heard a voice: "XXX (my name), over here." I looked over and saw that she had arrived long ago and had reserved some good seats in the front rows. I stood there, not wanting to go over, but she smiled and said, "Come on, are you afraid I'll eat you?" I reluctantly went over, and she said, "Sit here." I really didn't want to sit next to her, but she said, "I'll sit next to you. Wherever you go, I'll go. I always feel sleepy during lectures at night, and it's so comfortable to sleep with my head on your shoulder." I thought to myself that I couldn't avoid her tonight, so it didn't matter where I sat, and I sat down. I asked her, "Where's your boyfriend?" She said, "He has a ball game in his department this afternoon, so he can't come with me. I happened to be free and came early to reserve a seat." (Sigh, she still knows she's a married woman.) Later, she took out the food she had brought, a big bag full of snacks. I asked, "We're here for class, not to watch a movie. Why did you bring so many snacks? Can you eat them all?" She said, "Of course I can't. They're all for you. You like beef jerky and potato chips, right? I've seen all of these." I asked her how she knew, and she said, "Never mind." To be honest, I was quite touched. My girlfriend wasn't around, and suddenly someone showed up to care about me. A while later, she said, "I'm sleepy. I arrived around 2 AM today and haven't even had a nap. Can I lean on your shoulder and sleep for a bit?" I really didn't expect her to come so early. As the saying goes, "He who takes a bribe is bound to be obliging," and since she had already given me beef jerky, how could I refuse? Evening class went fairly normally; we didn't chat much. She went out to answer two phone calls, probably from her boyfriend (I was thinking he must be asking her out to a hotel that night, hehe). I was curious about her quietness that evening. Just like last night, she left before get out of class ended. I thought she must have something going on, otherwise she wouldn't have been so quiet and busy. I felt relieved, but also a little disappointed. After class, I rushed out to grab a seat on the shuttle bus, only to find I was too late; all the seats were taken. Then I heard someone calling me. Apparently, she had left early to try and get a seat on the bus. She was sitting in the last row. To be honest, I was pleasantly surprised to see her again. When I went over, she said, "How was it? Thanks to me, otherwise you wouldn't even have a place to sit." I said standing was fine too. She seemed a little unhappy and said, "Then you can stand, don't sit." Seeing this, I immediately apologized and thanked her. She didn't say anything more, remaining quiet until we reached the area without streetlights, and didn't speak to me. But when the bus entered the unlit area, and the bus was immediately plunged into darkness, she suddenly turned around, hugged me, and kissed me forcefully.I finally understood that her silence tonight was a prelude to this outburst. I struggled to break free from her and vaguely glanced around, sensing that none of my classmates were nearby. I said, "Don't do this. What if XXX (her boyfriend) finds out? If our classmates know, how can we stay in class?" She coldly replied, "You're afraid your wife will find out, aren't you?" Then she asked me, "If you hadn't met your current girlfriend, would you have chosen me?" I thought it was time to make my stance clear; I couldn't let her have any more illusions. I said, "Even if I hadn't met her, I wouldn't have chosen you because I don't like your personality." After saying that, I looked back at her. Although it was dark in the bus, I could vaguely see that she was crying. At that moment, I began to feel guilty, but I knew I had to do it. She kept crying until the bus returned to school, and I didn't comfort her; we didn't speak either. After we got off the bus, I realized something was wrong because she wasn't heading towards the dormitory but towards the lotus lake in the school's grove. I started to worry. I followed her and asked why she wasn't going back to her dorm when it was about to close. She said, "It's none of your business. Who are you to me?" Then she added, "My boyfriend is waiting for me over there." I knew she was lying. Afraid something might happen to her, I kept following her. I followed her all the way across Lotus Lake to the woods at the easternmost edge of the school. She turned around and said, "Why are you following me? We're not even friends. Aren't you afraid of being seen? Aren't you afraid your classmates will see you and you won't be allowed to stay in class?" I knew she was still angry with me. While I was still standing there stunned, she suddenly came over and hugged me tightly. She cried and said, "Do you know how much I like you? Do you know how sad I am when I see you with other girls?" She hugged me so tightly that I felt like I couldn't breathe. I could smell her faint perfume, the scent I loved most. I started to feel impulsive and hugged her back. She started kissing me passionately. I knew I was losing my mind and kissed her back. As we kissed, she slipped her hand under my crotch (I was wearing loose riding breeches) and grabbed my penis. At that moment, I didn't care about anything else; desire had overwhelmed my reason. I also slipped my hand under hers, caressing her breasts and unhooking her bra from behind, slipping my hand inside. Seeing this, she became even more unrestrained, vigorously stroking my penis, while I kneaded her breasts. Her breasts were so full (they were about the same size as my wife's after giving birth). I forgot whether anyone was around, so I stopped kissing her, looked around to make sure no one was there (who would be around this late? Couples would be out in hotels by now). Then, she stopped kissing me, pulled me to a tree, squatted down, and pulled off my riding breeches. I knew what she was going to do. I leaned against the tree, and she put my penis in her mouth. I have to say, her oral skills were really good; I felt so good. I hadn't had this since my girlfriend went away for an internship. She kept changing the way she sucked my penis, and I enjoyed it to the fullest. After a while, she pulled out. I looked at her, and she looked at me. She said, "Was it good?" I said, "Yes, of course it was good." Then she said, "I want it to be good too." I knew what she was going to do. I said, "We didn't take anything. What if something happens?" She said, "I don't care anymore. I just want you." So I pulled her up, lifted her skirt, and pulled down her panties. She held onto the tree with both hands, sticking her buttocks out. This time I noticed that not only were her breasts well-developed, but her buttocks were also so perky. I believe that even a monk would lose control under these circumstances, let alone me. I couldn't wait any longer. I didn't care whether she had STDs or not. I held her waist, aimed my penis at her vaginal opening, and slowly inserted it. I immediately heard her panting. Her lower body was already soaking wet. I started thrusting hard, fucking her violently. Her moans grew louder and louder, and I was worried someone would hear, so I told her to keep it down. After about five minutes (which might be a bit short; in that situation, you probably couldn't have done as well as I could), I said I was about to ejaculate. She said, "Wait, pull out first." I pulled out, and she actually pulled a condom out of her bag (I was truly ashamed). After putting on the condom, I thrust wildly again, and finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. I felt like I was about to ejaculate, and I said, "I'm going to climax." She said, "Pull out, wait." "I pulled out, and she said, 'Take off the condom and stick it in my ass. I want you to ejaculate inside me.' I'd always wanted to have anal sex with my girlfriend, but she always refused. Now she actually wanted me to ejaculate inside her ass, so what was I hesitating for? I aimed my penis at her anus and slowly inserted it. Her anus was indeed very tight; I could feel my penis hurting as I inserted it, and I could also hear her soft moans (she must have been in even more pain than I was). After it went in, I felt my penis being tightly enveloped, so tight, so tight. I ejaculated in less than a few seconds. After ejaculating, I had no desire at all. I pulled up my pants and started to regret what I had done, but she said, 'Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore, and I won't tell anyone about tonight. My boyfriend is still my boyfriend, and your girlfriend is still your girlfriend. I'll keep your semen. Thank you for helping me fulfill my wish.' After we finished, I took her to a crossroads. Afraid of being discovered, I didn't take her to her dorm. I stayed on the school playground all night by myself..." This was the first and only time I ever cheated on that girl. It was just this one time, and afterwards we acted like nothing had happened. Now she's married, and her husband isn't her college boyfriend. I heard from classmates that she's had several boyfriends in the past few years. I don't know if she really kept my semen, which is something I'm worried about. What if...? Well, I can only say: you reap what you sow.The text appears to be a jumbled collection of phrases and sentences, seemingly from different sources. A coherent translation isn't possible without further context or clarification. It includes references to sexually transmitted diseases (STDs), sexually transmitted infections ... "I pulled out, and she said, 'Take off the condom and stick it in my ass. I want you to ejaculate inside me.' I'd always wanted to have anal sex with my girlfriend, but she always refused. Now she actually wanted me to ejaculate inside her ass, so what was I hesitating for? I aimed my penis at her anus and slowly inserted it. Her anus was indeed very tight; I could feel my penis hurting as I inserted it, and I could also hear her soft moans (she must have been in even more pain than I was). After it went in, I felt my penis being tightly enveloped, so tight, so tight. I ejaculated in less than a few seconds. After ejaculating, I had no desire at all. I pulled up my pants and started to regret what I had done, but she said, 'Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore, and I won't tell anyone about tonight. My boyfriend is still my boyfriend, and your girlfriend is still your girlfriend. I'll keep your semen. Thank you for helping me fulfill my wish.' After we finished, I took her to a crossroads. Afraid of being discovered, I didn't take her to her dorm. I stayed on the school playground all night by myself..." This was the first and only time I ever cheated on that girl. It was just this one time, and afterwards we acted like nothing had happened. Now she's married, and her husband isn't her college boyfriend. I heard from classmates that she's had several boyfriends in the past few years. I don't know if she really kept my semen, which is something I'm worried about. What if...? Well, I can only say: you reap what you sow.The text appears to be a jumbled collection of phrases and sentences, seemingly from different sources. A coherent translation isn't possible without further context or clarification. It includes references to sexually transmitted diseases (STDs), sexually transmitted infections ... "I pulled out, and she said, 'Take off the condom and stick it in my ass. I want you to ejaculate inside me.' I'd always wanted to have anal sex with my girlfriend, but she always refused. Now she actually wanted me to ejaculate inside her ass, so what was I hesitating for? I aimed my penis at her anus and slowly inserted it. Her anus was indeed very tight; I could feel my penis hurting as I inserted it, and I could also hear her soft moans (she must have been in even more pain than I was). After it went in, I felt my penis being tightly enveloped, so tight, so tight. I ejaculated in less than a few seconds. After ejaculating, I had no desire at all. I pulled up my pants and started to regret what I had done, but she said, 'Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore, and I won't tell anyone about tonight. My boyfriend is still my boyfriend, and your girlfriend is still your girlfriend. I'll keep your semen. Thank you for helping me fulfill my wish.' After we finished, I took her to a crossroads. Afraid of being discovered, I didn't take her to her dorm. I stayed on the school playground all night by myself..." This was the first and only time I ever cheated on that girl. It was just this one time, and afterwards we acted like nothing had happened. Now she's married, and her husband isn't her college boyfriend. I heard from classmates that she's had several boyfriends in the past few years. I don't know if she really kept my semen, which is something I'm worried about. What if...? Well, I can only say: you reap what you sow.The text appears to be a jumbled collection of phrases and sentences, seemingly from different sources. A coherent translation isn't possible without further context or clarification. It includes references to sexually transmitted diseases (STDs), sexually transmitted infections ... "I pulled out, and she said, 'Take off the condom and stick it in my ass. I want you to ejaculate inside me.' I'd always wanted to have anal sex with my girlfriend, but she always refused. Now she actually wanted me to ejaculate inside her ass, so what was I hesitating for? I aimed my penis at her anus and slowly inserted it. Her anus was indeed very tight; I could feel my penis hurting as I inserted it, and I could also hear her soft moans (she must have been in even more pain than I was). After it went in, I felt my penis being tightly enveloped, so tight, so tight. I ejaculated in less than a few seconds. After ejaculating, I had no desire at all. I pulled up my pants and started to regret what I had done, but she said, 'Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore, and I won't tell anyone about tonight. My boyfriend is still my boyfriend, and your girlfriend is still your girlfriend. I'll keep your semen. Thank you for helping me fulfill my wish.' After we finished, I took her to a crossroads. Afraid of being discovered, I didn't take her to her dorm. I stayed on the school playground all night by myself..." This was the first and only time I ever cheated on that girl. It was just this one time, and afterwards we acted like nothing had happened. Now she's married, and her husband isn't her college boyfriend. I heard from classmates that she's had several boyfriends in the past few years. I don't know if she really kept my semen, which is something I'm worried about. What if...? Well, I can only say: you reap what you sow.The text appears to be a jumbled collection of phrases and sentences, seemingly from different sources. A coherent translation isn't possible without further context or clarification. It includes references to sexually transmitted diseases (STDs), sexually transmitted infections ... "I pulled out, and she said, 'Take off the condom and stick it in my ass. I want you to ejaculate inside me.' I'd always wanted to have anal sex with my girlfriend, but she always refused. Now she actually wanted me to ejaculate inside her ass, so what was I hesitating for? I aimed my penis at her anus and slowly inserted it. Her anus was indeed very tight; I could feel my penis hurting as I inserted it, and I could also hear her soft moans (she must have been in even more pain than I was). After it went in, I felt my penis being tightly enveloped, so tight, so tight. I ejaculated in less than a few seconds. After ejaculating, I had no desire at all. I pulled up my pants and started to regret what I had done, but she said, 'Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore, and I won't tell anyone about tonight. My boyfriend is still my boyfriend, and your girlfriend is still your girlfriend. I'll keep your semen. Thank you for helping me fulfill my wish.' After we finished, I took her to a crossroads. Afraid of being discovered, I didn't take her to her dorm. I stayed on the school playground all night by myself..." This was the first and only time I ever cheated on that girl. It was just this one time, and afterwards we acted like nothing had happened. Now she's married, and her husband isn't her college boyfriend. I heard from classmates that she's had several boyfriends in the past few years. I don't know if she really kept my semen, which is something I'm worried about. What if...? Well, I can only say: you reap what you sow.

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