International Student Diary

International Student Diary (1)
July 29th
My name is Tony. Three years ago, after failing the university entrance exam for the third time, my dad sent me to study in Canada.
Life as an international student is pretty good, except there aren't as many girls as in Taiwan. However, since everyone in my social circle comes from well-off families, everyone lives a rather luxurious life. I don't know if it's because rich people marry beautiful women, or if it's the designer cosmetics and clothes that make the girls so beautiful, but the female international students here are all considered high-class girls in Taiwan, with faces and figures that are all above average.
Perhaps it was fate's cruel joke, but ever since I moved out of the school dormitory three years ago, I, who didn't have a girlfriend, rented a two-story luxury apartment with a girl from Taiwan (because I couldn't find any other Taiwanese people who wanted to move). Since the door faced the swimming pool, I often saw hot foreign girls sunbathing in bikinis, and occasionally I would feast my eyes on ice cream. I also had a lovely female roommate when I got home, which was enough for me at the time.
Because I enjoy cooking and have a good personality, I lived with two female roommates after my first roommate moved out (it seems my first roommate had a good impression of me). However, two months before my second roommate was moving out, I... broke up with my boyfriend! My initial belief in pure love now seems like a myth. Under the pressure of heartbreak, I decided to visit a professional prostitute to see what women are really like.
After my initial experience with a woman's body, my desire for women grew stronger, and my ideal of love gradually transformed into a lustful yearning. However, being abroad and not particularly attracted to foreign women, I eventually lost interest after a few visits to professional prostitutes. What I wanted was young, beautiful bodies. Seeing the rampant prostitution online made me resent being in Canada, stuck abroad due to military service. Driven by lust, I gradually discovered that there was a high-class woman right beside me.
My third roommate is named Vivian. She is 168 cm tall and weighs 45 kg. She looks quite like Kyoko Fukada. With an angelic face and a devilish figure, plus her family being among the top international students in our area, she has quite a few suitors. She has always driven the Porsche her father bought for her and lived in a luxury apartment with a monthly rent of over 30,000 NTD, living a carefree life.
But her good fortune didn't last long. A persistent and somewhat perverted mainland student fell for her, often standing outside her window late at night to peek inside. He wrote her obscene letters and made harassing phone calls, scaring her so much that she called the police. But the mainland student would reappear within a few days. Just when she was at her wit's end, she happened to talk to my second roommate about it, and that's how she became my third roommate, and I became her roommate and bodyguard.
For the first few weeks after she moved in, that mainland student reappeared downstairs at my apartment. Because of my height of 185cm and the physique I developed from regular gym workouts, the skinny mainland guy quickly disappeared... She was very happy and even bought me a designer belt as a gift. However, for me, the end of this incident was just the beginning of a gradual change in my feelings.
With the help of a few bad friends in Taiwan, they sent me the so-called date rape pill FM2 mixed in with vitamins. When I received the package, my excitement almost made me forget my plan. First, I mixed a small amount of the drug into her drink and had her drink it before she went to sleep. Several tens of minutes later, I called her room to confirm that the drug had really made her unconscious.
Sure enough, I tried calling, knocking on the door, and even using my spare key to enter her room (which she hadn't locked) and shaking her vigorously, but she didn't wake up. My excitement grew, and looking at her sweet and lovely face, I couldn't resist embracing her and kissing her. Her soft, small lips, her smooth tongue, and her intoxicating fragrance almost made me lose my mind. When I realized it, my hand was already inside her clothes, gently cupping her soft breasts. After getting up to make sure I hadn't missed anything suspicious, I quietly closed the door and then called her every half hour to check the drug's strength and her reaction.
Finally, the day arrived for the actual event...
As is her habit, every Saturday morning she would go to the gym to work out, then drink a glass of milk, eat some salad, and then change into her scantily clad bikini to sunbathe by the pool downstairs. I had already drunk a can of milk down to one and a half glasses, then added FM2, which would make her sleep for three hours, and told her I was going out soon. Not long after, I heard her walking downstairs.
I opened the refrigerator, and the milk was all gone. Then I went downstairs, said goodbye to my lovely roommate, drove my BMW for about ten minutes, and then went home.
I walked to the poolside and shook my roommate, but she didn't respond at all. It seemed the drug had fully taken effect. Without saying a word, I picked her up and carried her inside. To be honest, carrying a woman in a bikini felt no different than carrying a naked woman. I had only carried her a couple of steps when my penis was already pressing against my pants, which made me quite uncomfortable.
I entered the room and placed her on the bed where I had just washed the sheets (to avoid leaving any smell). Looking at her sweet smile and her slender figure in her bikini, my heart raced. First, I pulled her into my arms, rekindling the memory of our past encounters, and tasted her sweet lips once more. At the same time, my hands easily unhooked the bikini, which barely covered her, and then my hands caressed her breasts after removing her swimsuit. Her soft breasts were just the right size, one in each hand. Perhaps because she exercised regularly, her waist seemed a little thinner than professional swimmers, around 23-24 cm. Her skin and breasts felt not only soft and delicate but also had an added elasticity. Her firm breasts and two pink nipples became the next targets of my tongue's attack.
I stuck out my tongue and licked or sucked on her fair and tender breasts. I used the tip of my tongue to lick along the pink areola and the small circle. Finally, I put my whole mouth on her nipple and teased and sucked it with the tip of my tongue. I felt Vivian's nipple slowly stand up in my mouth.
As he licked, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face between her breasts, his chest pressed tightly against her abdomen. Aside from the slight tickling sensation from her soft, fine pubic hair, he wished time could stand still. After a minute, he looked up at her sleeping face, couldn't resist kissing her long eyelashes, and then savored her sweet lips once more.
After a while, my erect penis, which had been standing erect for a long time, made me impatient. I turned Vivian over so she was lying face down, and placed her head between my thighs. Then, I carefully lifted her head and accurately inserted my penis into her warm little mouth. I slowly moved it in and out of her mouth. But this didn't bring me to orgasm. I held her head with both hands and moved it up and down in rhythm with my thrusts. Her warm little mouth, combined with the rhythmic thrusts, was stimulating. Her warm, soft tongue touched my glans, making me more and more excited.
So I picked Vivian up again, and laid her face down on me with her back up. Then I lifted her buttocks and buried my head between her legs. Looking at her high, upturned buttocks, her snow-white thighs, and her beautiful curves, I was burning with desire.
我以右手的食指及中指隔着泳裤在其尚未开启的阴部大肆虐动，只见我的手指沿着那紧闭的肉缝来回的抚弄，然后我摸到了一颗小突起物，我用手指轻轻的揉了一下，再重重的压了一下；我感觉到了vivian的身体动了一下，而且从她那以昏迷状态中的嘴，也轻溢出一声微弱的呻吟声，似乎是得到了很强烈的快感。我的另外一只手，当然不堪寂寞的在vivian的屁股上搓揉，那绝佳的弹性、绝妙的触感，真是令我爱不释手。
于是我的手指沿着泳裤的边缝将手指深入里面，不停地来回在肉缝上抚摸，更是重点式的对那敏感之阴核一边抚弄、一边轻弹；另一只手则慢慢地在内裤外以食指向其肛门慢慢的深入、拔出。在我这种重点爱抚攻势下，不一会，vivian的身体震了一下，从她那尚未开启的肉缝则缓缓流出大量的爱液，濡湿我的手指及vivian的泳裤底部。
接着我把她泳裤褪下，看到她粉红色半开半合的肉缝，为了仔细看清楚她的花园，我拿了个枕头放在她的屁股下，将阴户垫高后，欣赏起来自是清楚。接着用食指插入花丛中，手指互换，将食指插入她的屁眼中，她的身体同时抽搐了一下，不过药效特强，并没有醒，只是想必她昏迷中仍有感觉，然后姆指插入她的阴道内，来回作活塞运动。
接下来我把红得发紫的龟头插入vivian那温暖的小穴中，虽然紧紧的，但是在爱液的润滑下，虽然我的老二稍微大，但也是渐渐的容易挺动起来。我边抽动边用双手玩弄她漂亮的乳房，两根食指按着她挺起来的乳头，下半身更猛烈的抽动着，在抽动中看着她熟睡的脸庞，细细的眉毛似乎因为身体的感觉而微动了一下，更显得骄艳动人。
许多次的抽动过后，我把带着爱液的阴茎从她温暖的小穴中拔出，把她翻个身，让她脸朝下，然后将她浑圆的屁股拉到床边，从背后看她的裸体。浑圆的屁股加上细细的纤腰，加上刚刚让我抽插过的小穴充满了比刚才更多的爱液，忍不住又用左手搂着她的腰，右手握住沾满爱液的老二对准她的小穴再次插了进去。接下来两手抓着她充? u性的胸部，由背后搂着她抽插了一阵子，她柔柔的长发带来阵阵迷人的芳香，接着两手按着她浑圆的屁股抽插了起来。
由这个角度看下去，自己的老二把她的粉红色肉穴塞满又翻出，老二上的青筋沾上她肉穴里分泌出来的爱液，在抽插的时候，双手按着她的浑圆充? u性的屁股，配合著阴茎的抽插推着她的屁股，推著推著姆指摸上了她的屁眼，在好奇心的驱使下边抽插边用姆指轻轻的拨开她的菊花，由于不敢太用力，加上又忙着在她湿润的小穴中抽动，也看不到什么，忽然想到刚才自己右手的食指因为插过她湿润的小穴，食指上沾满了香滑的爱液，也没多想就把食指往她的菊花插了进去。
突然间，她的小穴缩了一下，对于正在抽插她阴户的我，这种收缩是种舒服的刺激，于是将食指轻轻的在她菊花内搅动，果如我所料，她的小穴也跟着一阵阵地收缩了起来。此时的我更加卖力的抽插，再各方的刺激下再抽插了四、五分钟后，就把肉棒从阵阵缩动的小穴中拔出来，将浓浊的精液喷在她浑圆的屁股和细细的腰上，极度痛快的感觉涌上心头。
在用热水帮她擦干净身上的精液之后，老二不争气的又翘得满天高，看看时间已经过了两个多小时了，以我平常的能力来讲，至少一炮要一个多小时来算已经没有时间了，但又很想要，最后决定用左手搂着她的腰，偶尔又用手指去拨弄她的阴核和阴唇，然后将头埋入她充? u性的乳房，用嘴巴含着轻轻咬著，用舌尖去挑弄她粉红色的乳头，右手不断的抽弄著自己的小弟弟，数分之后我的第二发就射出来了。
小心地把她的比基尼穿回去后，把她抱回去她晒太阳的躺椅上面，看着她仍熟睡的脸孔，忍不住又亲了她脸颊一下，然后再开着我的爱车到附近的咖啡厅，叫杯饮料看着外面的天空，回忆著刚才种种的刺激。
一个多小时后，我打电话回家，vivian接了电话，我还问她要不要我买个便当回家给她。
回到家后就对她说︰“今天太阳不大，没想到你还是有晒黑呀！”
她笑了笑说︰“会吗？我觉得没有晒到（废话，跟我运动可是晒不到太阳，我又不是暴露狂），你真觉得有吗？不过倒是睡了好长的一觉喔～～”
留学生日记（２）
八月三日
自从借由ｆｍ２的功效上了我的辣妹室友vivian后，接连着的几个星期又和她做了几次。她本来两三周才晒一次的，但是不知是每次都被我乾坤大挪移的搬到家里来做床上运动而没晒得很黑，又或是觉得一觉起来特别有精神（阴阳调合嘛），最近每周都要日光浴，我也乐此不疲的定期帮她“按摩”、“保养”……
接连几周下来，感觉vivian经过滋润后越来越漂亮，含春的眼眸，让她越来越具媚力，若不是她的金钱观让我觉得看不过去，认为这样的女孩当老婆麻烦的话，倒是可以考虑追。不过看她放在客厅的一台两三千美元的电视机呀，这念头想想就算。
我家虽然算有钱，但是用钱上我还算有节制，家里是放了几千万在银行，让我每个月领那利息钱当生活费，跟她的没有底线的花钱法不同（家里只是问过得好不好，从来不管她花钱的），不过我跟一般学生比起来算是不错了°°至少存两三个月就够在暑假带个妹妹去夏威夷玩玩。
说到夏威夷呀～不禁让我想起半年前的一段浪漫史……
她，瞳子，是个日本来加拿大念语言学校的东大学生，认识她是在朋友的生日party里认识的，由于那位朋友刚从语言学校出来，所以还认识一些在读语言学校的学生。
在语言学校呀，台湾学生虽然没有日本人那么多，但是由于台湾人大多是要来读个几年拿个学位，所以人人一车是必要的，而那些短期留学的日本人呀，只能眼睁睁的看着台湾人像群暴走族般的整群车队呼啸而去，车上载走漂亮的日本妹妹……
在人群里头我远远的就发现了她的存在，青春秀丽的她，有着白中透红的肌肤以及一双星晨般明亮的眼睛，在人群中，她就是种与众不同的存在……不久，她发现了我望着她发呆，而对我微微一笑，当时她的笑容如今仍然深刻的在我的心中，是如此的让我迷惑。
趁著舞会唱生日歌的时候，我轻轻的移动我的脚步到她身边，在帮忙分配蛋糕时故意去帮忙分，再借着分配蛋糕给她时开始和她交谈。
“do you like fruit on your cake？”我问道。
她以接近美国人的标准英文跟我说︰“好呀～我蛮喜欢桃子的……”接着，我们就开始东南西北的聊了起来。
我很惊讶她的英文竟然完全没有日本人的口音，而且她的英文程度似乎比我来美国数年学的还要好，在我不断的追问之下，她总是以推托的答案来搪塞我︰“在学校学的好”、“遇到好老师”……最后当我问到她在日本读哪间学校时，她出现了犹豫的表情。
“东京大学。”在我一再追问下，她告诉了我，接着又对我说︰“希望这是我们两个之间的秘密好吗？”她似乎不希望台湾人知道她的学校。
在日本人团体里由于她是东大学生的关系，几乎被当成不可亲近的人物，对我们台湾人来说，东京大学不过是间好学校，并不会觉得有什么不同，但看来对日本人来说，似乎不是那么简单，不过可以确定的是，在几个仍在读语言学校的台湾人纯以外表判断下，把这位高岭之花给请了过来。
“难怪都没有日本女孩子过来一起聊喔！”我心里想着。
她看起来眼神有点着急，似乎在担心什么。
“你怎么不说话？”我问道。
“你……会不会讨厌东大生？”她表情似乎有点紧张。
“讨厌？为什么？”
在和她细谈之后，我渐渐了解到她的处境，原来她并不善于主动和人谈话，再加上她是东大学生的原故，所以来美国两个多礼拜几乎是天天一个人过，每天下课后，一个人慢慢走到校园里，拿着买来的花生，静静的坐在长倚上喂著在校园内奔跑的松鼠……
At this point, she suddenly looked up at me, then blushed slightly and lowered her head again: "You... are the first friend I made in America..."
Looking at her slightly reddened ears, I suddenly felt a strange, indescribable feeling in my heart.
“It’s my pleasure,” I said. “However, it seems we don’t know each other’s names yet! My name is Tony, and since Taiwanese people are used to using English names when abroad, you can just call me Tony! What about you?”
"hitomi," she said: "hitomi yashimuuya."
How do you write it in Chinese characters?
"Hitoko Yoshimura."
"Tongzi?" Her name truly suits her perfectly! I have never seen such a beautiful pair of eyes.
With a "pop," I turned around and saw that she was opening a champagne glass. I grabbed two glasses, sat back down next to her, and handed her the champagne.
"I don't drink... I'm sorry," Hitomi said.
"Don't worry, this is champagne liqueur, it's non-alcoholic, just like apple juice. I still have to drive home later!"
"You have a car?" She seemed unaware that Taiwanese students all have cars for transportation.
"Yes! Can I drive you home later?" With the party almost over, I wanted to seize as many opportunities as possible.
“…Um…Thank you.” Tongzi’s face turned red again.
Before I left, my friend pulled me aside: "Damn! You're quick on your feet! You've already met the ice queen of our school." Peter kicked me.
"It's alright~" I chuckled awkwardly. "I'll treat you to dinner another day, okay?"
"You've got a conscience, kid, but let me give you some advice first! Don't take the Japanese girls too seriously, they're all going back soon."
"Try my best~ Try my best~" I smiled, said goodbye, and then pulled Tongzi away from the party.
International Student Diary (3)
August 3rd
"Is this...your car?" Hitomi seemed a little surprised by my BMW. "Aren't you a student?" she asked.
She seemed lost in thought the whole way and didn't say a word. I think it was probably about the car.
"Don't you think driving a BMW is a good idea?" I looked at her.
“But…you’re just a student in your early twenties, it seems…we’re from different worlds.” She seemed a little frustrated.
"Silly girl, aren't you also a student at the University of Tokyo? Does that mean I have to idolize you too?!" I gently tapped her forehead with my hand and said, "Besides, the tax on cars brought back to Taiwan by international students is not heavy, much cheaper than in Taiwan. After driving it for a few years, we can even make a profit by selling it back in Taiwan!" I desperately tried to find reasons to explain.
"I just want to earn some money to help my family with my overseas studies expenses. My family is only considered middle-class."
"Look at what I'm wearing, it's not even a designer brand! It's just a shirt that costs a few dozen yuan! If I had money, I'd at least wear one with a queen's head or D&G logo on it!"
(Thank goodness, the Versace I wore today only had words on the buttons. Just kidding, how can you go to a party without wearing a "battle outfit"...)
"But I think your clothes are really unique!" Hitomi wavered a little. ^_^
"Special feature? Taiwan's most distinctive feature is piracy. What appears at the Paris Fashion Show today is being sold in a Taiwanese night market tomorrow. Feel this fabric, it even feels a bit like plastic! It cost $40 (missing a zero, but mathematically, zero means nothing), and I bargained with the shopkeeper down to $35 before buying it! I think it's a bit expensive..."
Luckily it was nighttime, which made it easier for me to lie; otherwise, if she had seen my sneaky look, she probably would have given me away.
"Pfft~" She couldn't help but laugh: "Bargaining? How do you bargain?" She seemed to have no idea about night markets in Taiwan.
With my gesturing and explanation, the car gradually drove to her boarding house (I had already taken a much longer detour).
"Would you... be willing to be my friend for practicing English conversation?" As we approached the alleyway leading to her house, she asked hesitantly, "You're a university student here, and your English is very good. Could you give me the opportunity to practice?" She seemed a little nervous.
(She says my English is worse than that of a Tokyo University student? She believes it, but I don't!)
"No problem. My spring break starts today, so if I'm free, I'd like to meet up for coffee and a chat. Okay?"
(Damn it! I was just about to find an excuse to ask for a phone number before I got off the bus! Who cares about their English level?)
"These are my cell phone number and home phone number..." I pulled out a pre-printed business card with speed faster than a cowboy drawing his gun: "I'm free tomorrow, give me a call, okay?"
After watching her walk into the house, I happily sped up my car (it felt so good!) and drove all the way home.
the next day……
I usually browse the internet when I have nothing to do, but today I've been bored since I got up because I was waiting for Tongzi's call (my phone sometimes has bad reception).
"I'll go do the laundry..." Just as I was thinking this, the phone on the bedside table rang.
"Hello~ Is Tony there?" It was Tongzi calling. Her voice was soft and gentle, and very pleasant to hear.
"It's me. Hitomi, right? How are you?" I used all my willpower to steady my voice, which was trembling with excitement.
"I'm fine, thank you. And you?" It feels like we're recording a dialogue from a junior high school English textbook! >_<
"Are you free this afternoon? Want to meet up and chat?" I asked. (Of course! Otherwise, why would my sister call?)
“Sure~ Is this convenient for you?” She seemed a little happy. “I’ve never been to a coffee shop here before!” she continued.
"Of course I'm free! I'll pick you up in an hour, okay?" I said.
"Well... see you later!"
45 minutes later, I appeared in front of her house wearing a Nike jacket (I absolutely couldn't wear my battle attire, or my sister would start to have all sorts of thoughts).
"Ding-dong~"
She leaned out of the window and said to me, "Wait for me, I'll be right there..."
Three minutes later, she emerged carrying a small bag. Bathed in sunlight, she left an even deeper impression on me than she had the night before. Her white dress, her glossy black hair, and her bright, expressive eyes made her seem like a playful sprite under the Canadian sky. Her nickname at the language school, "Ice Queen," seemed somewhat incongruous. (Perhaps those younger students' English wasn't up to par; they stumbled after just a couple of sentences.)
"Do you think I'm dressed strangely?" she asked, a little stunned and worried, when she saw me looking at her.
"Yes, you look much better than last night!" I was being quite obsequious. Since having a female roommate, I've learned a few truths:
1. Be naive – if she says Hello Kitty, you should talk about Cool Penguin.
2. As long as your sister likes you, no matter how flattering or sycophantic you are, she won't feel disgusted by it.
"Really?" She lowered her head shyly.
(So satisfying! I love girls who are smart, quick-witted, and shy. The Taiwanese girls here are all like seasoned veterans, I can't help but tease them three times over. Long live Japanese girls! ~~)
In a lakeside open-air café, a cool breeze blew in my face, the warm sun shone, and the pretty girl beside me made me feel that life couldn't be happier. During an afternoon of casual conversation, I gradually got to know her personality, and of course, I paved the way for the next time and even the time after that to meet up with her (she had just arrived with a lot of documents to handle).
At that moment, I suddenly remembered what my roommate Jenny had said: "If a girl is interested in you, she'll find a way to give you a chance to ask her out. For example, she might hint that she needs help and ask you to 'voluntarily' help her..."
Through repeated meetings involving overt help and covert dates, we gradually fell in love.
The first time I kissed her was after watching a movie when I took her to the river to see the stars... When I kissed her, I felt like she was a frightened kitten, and I felt her body shrink back a little. Her soft lips trembled slightly, and her sweet, girlish fragrance made me unable to resist holding her tightly with both hands, as if I was afraid that she would disappear into thin air at this moment.
That night, I saw the Milky Way in the sky for the first time, just like the love between us, bright and dazzling.

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