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For the next while, I flirted with her in every class, and she confidently returned my advances. Finally, one day after class, I deliberately left the classroom last and noticed she was also slowly packing up her things, until only the two of us were left. We both knew what the other wanted, but remained silent. Then, I walked over to her, broke the silence, and said, "Let me tell you about the sentences you absolutely need to prepare for the TOEFL speaking section!" She said, "Great!" Then, we sat on the same side of the desk, me to her right, and I began to teach her. While I was teaching, she crossed one leg over the other, her alluring boot tip close to mine, swinging it back and forth. After a while, without any shame, I placed my hand on her calf, stroking it up and down. When my hand reached her thigh, she suddenly laughed and pushed me away, saying, "No, it tickles!" Her tone wasn't a rejection at all; it was an encouragement for me to commit a sin. So, I supported her shoulders with my left hand, lifted her legs with my right, and hoisted her small body horizontally onto my lap. Looking down, I saw her face and her tightly closed eyes—she didn't resist, just seemed very nervous. I couldn't help but lean in and kiss her. That's how Susu and I met secretly after class, pretending to have extra lessons in the classroom after school, but actually doing some naughty things. However, these things were limited to mutual caresses and kisses, not sex. Because at that time I hadn't fallen so low as to be crazy enough to have sex with a female student in the classroom. (Now I have no bottom line). Once a woman's tongue or genitals are conquered, she can't extricate herself. As time went on, I could see from Susu's eyes that she had developed genuine feelings for me, but I only wanted her body—no, I only wanted the humiliation and trampling of her boots, nothing more. One day, after finishing our after-school "homework," I asked her to go to a hotel together. She hesitated for a moment, but agreed. As soon as I entered the room, I started groping her, stripping her naked, pushing her onto the bed, and then caressing and French kissing her. Her genitals quickly secreted an exciting, sticky substance; I knew this was a sign that her vagina was lubricated, and the lubricated vagina was a response to my hard penis, telling me that her vagina was hungry, drooling, wanting to swallow my penis whole. I immediately pulled off my underwear, still wearing my shirt, and impatiently thrust my penis into her. Her vagina was tight and warm, like a newly deflowered virgin. Every time I entered, my glans was stimulated to the extreme, bringing me to near orgasm and ejaculation several times faster than usual. With a girl like Susu who had almost no sexual experience, the ejaculation speed was several times faster than with Jingjing's already slightly loosened vagina. Because the latter's vagina had been used by many men (Jingjing had three ex-boyfriends), the penises of these men were of varying thickness and depth, and over the years, the inside of her vagina had become basically distorted and deformed, losing its original tightness. Susu, on the other hand, had only had one boyfriend and had sex only once (the time she lost her virginity), so her vagina was an unexplored, pristine place. Every cell on the walls of a semi-virgin's vagina was so sensitive and juicy, forcing my glans to brave the waves, breaking through layers of resistance. With every centimeter of penetration, thousands of vaginal polyps would spasm and twist wildly, secreting thick fluid, rolling up my glans, and applying pressure to it. The greater the pressure, the stronger the friction between the penis and the vagina upon entry; the stronger the friction, the narrower and tighter the vagina becomes, squeezing my entire penis. The moment it was completely swallowed, the vaginal opening clenched tightly, and Susu screamed, trembling as she clung to me. The tender flesh of her vagina was squeezed, releasing warm, fresh juices that drenched my glans. I think even seasoned veterans fear the tenderness of a young girl's vagina—that's the reason. When I pulled out and began the second insertion, I felt my glans couldn't hold on any longer. The third insertion sent a jolt of electricity through my glans, spreading down the shaft to my groin. The fourth insertion, I knew I wouldn't last. The fifth insertion, my testicles were overflowing with sperm, surging into my urethra like a raging flood. Just before ejaculation, I pulled out, and white fluid sprayed out like a water truck, landing on Susu's stomach, breasts, and even her neck and face. I lay down next to her and asked if she was comfortable. She said she was very uncomfortable. I was very surprised at the time because in my worldview, a man's comfort must be accompanied by a woman's pleasure. I asked her why she was uncomfortable, and she said she couldn't feel anything, and it even hurt a little. Looking back now, the problem must have been her first time. I guess her ex-boyfriend used violence to penetrate her untouched body instead of gently and carefully, leaving Susu with psychological trauma. I believe that as Susu gets older and sex becomes more frequent, she will one day overcome her psychological trauma and enjoy sex. But perhaps when that day comes, I will no longer be by her side. You and everyone in your life are destined to only meet one person at a certain point on the horizontal axis of time and the vertical axis of place. Then, you will most likely continue along your own life trajectory. These lines on the life axis may overlap, move forward parallel, or intersect at a point, but they will eventually separate. I, at the very moment when Susu was least able to enjoy sex, experienced the ultimate sexual experience with her. This was destined to be a tragedy. After a while, I wanted to go again, but Susu refused. Unable to contain my lust, I begged her one last time to put on her boots and sit on the edge of the bed. Then, I lay down at her feet, placed her boots on top of me, and told her: "Step on me." She called me a pervert but complied with my request. She gently pressed the heel of one boot against my genitals, while I held the other foot in my hands. I put the toe of the boot in my mouth as if it were a delicacy; I pressed the toe of the other boot tightly against my scrotum and prostate between my anus, clamped my legs together, and began to masturbate. Soon, tons of semen shot into the air, covering my body. As usual, after that with Susu, I had no further contact with her. This is perhaps a common mistake young men make when trying to woo women: they often don't leave women room for anticipation, instead giving everything away all at once. You see, women also like men who are unattainable, men with an air of mystery, and they crave unknown sex and ways of playing. If you show her all your sexual potential at once, how can she maintain her curiosity about you? This might also be why the relationship between SM masters and sex slaves tends to be longer! [The End]

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