Please call me Big Peach

One day, I saw a chewing gum commercial on TV that said "You just can't stop eating it," and I immediately thought of him—the guy ranked 4th out of 42.

I had once given up on the message-in-a-bottle phenomenon, and in despair, I threw away my last bottle with the message, "If you throw another one, I'm a dog." Then, quite a few bottles responded, one of which said, "If you pick this up again, I'll chop off my hand." I couldn't help but laugh; this guy was "self-harming." He was a third-year student at a prestigious university, captain of the school's football team, and had a childhood sweetheart girlfriend whom he called "Little Peach." Because Little Peach was studying in South Korea, he felt endless loneliness, which is why he started playing the message-in-a-bottle game.

I've always deeply admired couples who have maintained long-distance relationships for many years. Despite the barriers of time and space, countless temptations, and numerous obstacles, they remained unmoved, steadfastly pursuing their journey to the West, and ultimately achieving their happy ending. There are always moments of emptiness on the journey. Some people cultivate their character and resist inner demons; some might have a casual fling, borrow a light, or hook up, but only "steal the body, not the heart"; others, through these casual encounters, find themselves unexpectedly drawn into a relationship, and the long-distance relationship fades away. He and Little Peach's love was unbreakable; all he wanted was physical pleasure. And wasn't I the same? We both wanted each other's bodies, and even if we were intimately connected, we were just passersby in each other's lives. So we cherished every moment of pleasure, leaving no regrets.

He was the captain of a football team, someone who could easily run the entire field, and he was incredibly fast, able to run from the front to the back in the blink of an eye. So his stamina was truly amazing, completely surpassing anyone before him. He had only slept with Little Peach before, and not many times, so the energy he had accumulated was unimaginable. He said, "I'll give it all to you, sister." I was moved, but I thought: This is bound to be a fierce battle. I rested and recuperated for several days before daring to meet him, ensuring I got plenty of sleep and a good diet, and even did some physical training. If I ended up foaming at the mouth and fainting from exhaustion, wouldn't that ruin my reputation?

He had dark skin, was 1.78 meters tall, and muscular. When he saw me, he even had a shy expression on his face. He was indeed incredibly passionate. While I was showering, he couldn't wait to rush in and started thrusting wildly. I was genuinely startled by his speed and intensity. Normally, the speed of sex gradually increases, but he went straight for a sprint, incredibly fast, powerful, and long-lasting. I don't want to use the term "piston motion" to describe it; it feels too emphasizing the physical aspects and lacking romance. But he was like a high-powered sports car with a very strong engine.

We battled all night and all day; he came 11 times. My previous "seven times a night" was nothing compared to him. He simply couldn't stop; in every position, he was always sprinting from the start. If he were facing a cheap inflatable doll bought for 200 yuan on Taobao, it would definitely have broken long ago. Even the most expensive inflatable doll would probably fall apart. Luckily, I'm skilled in this area, otherwise I would have been unconscious. Some might ask why "Eleven Lang" isn't ranked number one? My feeling is that while he has plenty of stamina and high intensity, he lacks in creating the right atmosphere. He lacks affection, sweet words, and gentle caresses. The most perfect sex should be fulfilling both physically and mentally.

When we parted, he asked, "Sister, what should I call you?" I said, "Please call me Big Peach."

[The End]

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