Memories of my 2015-2018 (1-3)

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In 2015, during my senior year of college, I interned at a large company in my hometown through family arrangements.
Around the same time, I met Qian, who had started his internship about a month earlier than me. As two
new interns, we naturally started chatting. He always maintained a certain distance and
a slightly aloof attitude. He wasn't a talkative person and always seemed a little nervous when talking to me. When I asked him why, he said
it was because I was too pretty. Qian and I gradually became familiar because our homes were both very far from our workplaces.
Qian's commute was two hours, while mine was even farther. We took the same
bus , so naturally, we commuted together every day.

After more than two months, the weather got hotter and hotter. We usually changed into our
work uniforms . The branch office had only nine people in the top sales position, five women and four…) We all changed in the same place
. The men's and women's lockers were side by side, and usually the women changed first, then the men. As interns,
we were always the last to leave, responsible for turning off the water, electricity, doors, and windows. One time, I thought I was the last one
left, so after packing my things, I went to the locker room to change. Halfway through, I suddenly heard
a locker next to me move, like it was falling over. I was startled and yelled (the company had been burgled before,
so I yelled to bolster my courage). Sometimes men and women changed together, so we had
a curtain , one for women and one for men. Qian pulled back the curtain,
revealing me wearing only lace underwear and a bra, looking completely bewildered. He was also startled by my yell; he was playing games with his headphones on and
hadn't heard me come in. We stared at each other for about an hour... It was about a second or so when he immediately turned around. I clutched
my chest. Qian, realizing what had happened, quickly zipped up his jacket and apologized, then scurried out of the locker room. About three minutes later
, when I came out, he was probably conflicted too, lingering at the door for a while. When I saw him outside, I hesitated
and asked, "Are you going home today?" He seemed to have seen me half-naked again and was still blushing. I pretended
not be angry and said, "Let's hurry and take the car home together." We made awkward small talk the whole way, but after a few sentences, we fell silent.

After returning from the National Day holiday in 2015, on the 8th, our company announced an important matter: our
department needed to relocate to another office further away, while the working hours would remain the same. This
was far too far for me, as I lived at home. We used to start work at 9 am and leave home at 7 am; now we had to leave 1 am earlier. More than an
hour was really too much for me, but I didn't want to give up this hard-won internship at a big company. Fortunately,
the company provided a residential building behind its office in the county town as accommodation for dispatched employees, and they also approved a monthly
transportation allowance of 500 yuan. It was a five-story detached house. The older colleagues, those with dual employment
, or those with boyfriends/girlfriends all lived in the suites downstairs. In the end, there were only three interns and new employees left: me
, Sister Yunlin, and Qian. In the end, only three rooms were left in the attic on the fifth floor. Sister Yunlin chose the south-facing one next to the bathroom.
Qian let me choose the slightly better but very small room first. He only chose the worst
one, which was completely dark and couldn't be seen without the lights on, but he had no choice because of the internship and the chance to become a full-time employee.

Qian and I lived across from each other. Qian offered to help me move, but I refused. I had never lived in a house without a private bathroom before
. My boyfriend, Fan, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, helped me move. Qian was there that day too .
He smiled politely at me and said it was the first time he'd met my boyfriend. He said we were a perfect match, but he couldn't hide his disappointment as he
went back to his room. I moved in that afternoon, and Fan helped me tidy up the room. We were both exhausted that night,
so we slept together on the small bed. Fan and I are in a long-distance relationship; he lives in a neighboring city, and we only see each other once every two weeks.
I didn't wake up on my own during this drowsy nap; Fan woke me up. He woke up after a short while,
and instead of waking me, he gently pulled down my underwear and tried to carefully insert himself. But I was dry and tight
, so he woke me up. Exhausted, I didn't want to open my eyes, so he nuzzled and kissed me, getting all wet and sticky
before finally inserting himself. Every time we meet in a long-distance relationship, it's like this. Like that, after things got smoother, I slowly regained consciousness, moaning softly and moving in rhythm with
him. The soundproofing in the house wasn't very good, and I couldn't help but moan. After
a while, I thought I heard a lot of slapping sounds coming from inside my room, along with my suppressed moans. After resting for a bit, I heard the doors of the apartment across the hall and the apartment next door open and come
downstairs . Fan said to me, "Your two colleagues are out, shall we go to the hallway?" I cursed him
for being crazy, what if the neighbors across the hall or next door came back? But at that moment, he was standing behind me, penetrating me from behind, and suddenly he
pushed me forward forcefully. I couldn't hold back my moans, and he pushed me step by step towards the
wall . I faced the wall, my hands on the wall, my buttocks sticking out, being vigorously fucked by him. My large breasts were being swayed back and
forth from being fucked. When he opened the door, my legs were almost giving way
. I begged him to let go, saying I couldn't take it anymore, but he just pushed me forward, saying he'd have another round soon. I had no choice but to be pushed to the door of the opposite room and pressed down on him. I was standing there being fucked
until I was wet all over the floor, but he still wouldn't ejaculate. My boyfriend then dragged me to Sister Yunlin's door and fucked me until I climaxed, facing the bathroom door.
I knelt on the floor and lay there for a while, unable to move, and begged him to carry me back quickly, saying I couldn't walk anymore. That day, including
the morning I woke up, I was fucked a full 5 times. The next time, I was stripped naked and fucked again in the middle of the night, and the following times, the door was open and facing the
doorway while I was being fucked.

After my boyfriend left, I always had a strange feeling around Qian
. I always felt that he didn't have the distance we had when we first met, and he started making dirty jokes about my boyfriend and me. There were only three or four young people in the county, and it was rare for me
to get along with him. We talked about all sorts of things, both dirty and sweet. I like watching anime, and at the time I was following Naruto and One Piece. Qian
would give me his iPad to download them. After I finished watching the latest ones, he would take me to see some niche romance comics. I don't remember which app it
was. Anyway, they were all Korean-style adult comics. I was obsessed with them at the time. Back then, there were still many
apps on Apple that Android didn't have. I had nothing to do in the county at night, so I would take his iPad every day to read adult comics. At that time, my mind
was really very innocent. There were many things I didn't understand that I needed Qian to explain. As we read, we... Our relationship was getting better and better, and we were communicating
more and more, because dirty jokes are the easiest thing to apply to a romantic relationship. But in my mind, Qian was
no longer a little boy, but a repressed, lewd man. Every day was the same, about
a month after we started living together in the apartment. Work was always boring, and at that time I always hoped my boyfriend would come over to keep me company, but...
He was busy with his work and trying to meet year-end targets, and I was conflicted because I wanted him to come but he couldn't. For over
a month, my boyfriend didn't come at all; I only went to see him once. When I came back, Qian
said I'd gone to deliver it myself, and I remember chasing after him and kicking him. Our relationship became closer, and we
started having more physical contact, pushing and shoving each other.

On Christmas Eve, December 24, 2015, Fan was out of town and couldn't come to be with me. I got off work early that day .
Although Qian and I chatted a lot at the company, we usually went back to our rooms and didn't
see . That day, I was playing games in my dorm when there was a knock on the door. Usually, if there was no knock at night, I assumed it was Yunlin
looking for me. But when I opened the door, it was Qian, wearing only pajamas. I said, "Why didn't you knock?" Qian said,
"It's nothing, Yunlin and the others went to celebrate the holiday, I just wanted to chat with you for a bit." I asked him if he had any
good movie recommendations, as I was a bit bored after finishing a TV series. Qian said he did, and could copy some American dramas and horror movies for
me. Turns out, neither of us had a USB drive! Downloading movies online takes a long time where we live. Qian was also quite bored
, and suggested we go to his dorm and watch movies together online.

I thought about it and nodded, then went into his room. Qian's room was a mess. He usually sat on his bed,
using the small table on the bedside table to play on his computer. He quickly cleared a space for me, and we
sat together on the bed, me to his right, leaning against the headboard, turning the computer on the small table into
our home theater. He picked a horror movie, but I wanted to watch something else. Qian said we'd already seen those, and we should watch something more exciting
. I'm a bit stubborn, so I agreed to the horror movie. I honestly don't remember the exact title, because as the plot unfolded,
I basically clung to him for the second half, too scared to watch. Of course, he naturally pulled me close
.

We watched the whole movie together, practically glued to each other, both dressed very lightly with the heater on. He was just wearing basketball shorts
and a tank top after his shower, and I was in a thin nightgown, without a bra. I felt his soft body against me, just a thin layer of fabric separating us.
After we finished watching the movie, we felt a little awkward and strange in our position, but he
didn't let go. I guess I didn't know what to do either, so we just silently stayed huddled together watching the credits roll
. Then, after the movie finished, it automatically started playing the next one. A quick pause and it
jumped —an AV scene with explicit sex, a picture of someone being forced onto a bed, her ass raised, being fucked
. The lewd moans and repeated thrusts filled the air for over ten seconds before he immediately closed the computer
screen .

The room went completely dark (from watching a movie in the dark). I broke the silence and said, "Why don't you move the table? I'm
going back to my room." Qian agreed. The light switch was a bit far from the bed. As he moved the table aside and I rolled
over I suddenly went limp and fell onto him, then tumbled to the side (I'd
lost my grip after leaning against him for so long). He immediately turned and caught me, afraid I'd fall.

At this point, his hands were around my neck, pressing me down. We
could feel each other's breath, and neither of us spoke. He seemed to struggle for a moment before kissing me.
After a brief moment of bewilderment, I slowly began to respond. His tongue pried open my teeth, and we were locked in
a deep kiss. I have to admit, I did have some feelings for him.

His hands rose from under my pajamas and slowly began to caress my breasts. They felt so itchy and comfortable,
almost a D-cup, just the right size to be held in one hand. They were so soft. After a while, he realized I was
very sensitive; my nipples immediately hardened. He sucked on my nipples, eliciting soft moans. After
playing with them reached down to my lower body—my hand was completely wet. Half of my underwear was wet
(I'm very wet; even when we're standing and having sex, it keeps dripping). I
resisted , feeling like I hadn't cheated until we reached the final step. I struggled for a while before he finally undressed me.

We were naked and entwined for a while, and he was incredibly hard. He immediately got to work, spreading my
legs into an M shape. He said it was his first time and told me to remember it was with me. I
closed my eyes and said "Mmm." But he couldn't penetrate me for a long time. I suddenly panicked and struggled to stop
him from doing it. He grabbed me and pushed me down, licking almost my entire body except my anus. He said my genitals were
salty but didn't smell bad. I trembled from the licking and rubbed myself until I was almost at orgasm. Finally, he spread his arms and legs into
an M shape and said, "Come in." I guided his penis in, and the moment it entered, he
jerked, and I let out a long moan, as if a new world had opened up for me.

That night we did it four times. The first time, he ejaculated after a few thrusts, all inside
my vagina. My pubic hair is very neat and I rarely trim it; it's a perfect triangle, not too thick or too
thin. He was completely mesmerized by it. It's a very beautiful butterfly-shaped vagina, a small, pretty pink butterfly. The most
exciting part was the third time. The first two times, he couldn't bring me to orgasm; he was always on the sidelines, never quite reaching it. The third time,
after he recovered his strength, he wasn't as sensitive as at the beginning. He kindly had me stand by the door, hands on the wall, and pressed my buttocks
, thrusting into me forcefully like my boyfriend. Doggy style felt really good, and my physique matched his perfectly—
1.68 meters tall and 101 pounds. Standing upright, he gripped my waist and thrust in incredibly fast. Halfway through, he suddenly flung
open the door, and the motion-sensor light outside turned on. I screamed in fright. He grabbed my hands and led me
outside , taking me to the spot where my boyfriend had previously used me. He started thrusting in the same position, and I
couldn't help but moan softly. My vaginal fluid dripped onto the floor with each thrust. After a few minutes of this,
I suddenly squatted down and ejaculated, spilling all over the floor.

After an unexpected and lonely impulse between two people, we began a very secretive life. He
wanted to have sex with me almost every night. At first, his sex drive was really high, and I didn't know how to refuse.
However, for the next few months, we didn't have a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. I hadn't
broken up with my boyfriend yet. I had been with Fan for four years; I met Fan when I was a freshman in college, and I had been sexually exploited for four years.
I think the reason Qian and I started our relationship was simply to satisfy our sexual needs, but maybe Qian had feelings for me.
During the period when Qian and I had just formed our secret relationship, Yunlin, who lived on the same floor as us, was promoted, which made us very...
I wasn't used to it because Qianhe and I had gotten used to having sex in the hallway, doing all sorts of positions there.
But after Yunlin got promoted, she had to frequently travel between headquarters and branch offices, so her schedule was irregular. After that, we
stopped having sex outside. Yunlin's schedule was also irregular; for over ten days, we didn't
run into our neighbor. Later, I actually regretted it a little. Once you've tried something exciting,
normal sex in the room becomes a bit boring after a while, and you lose the thrill. I remember that
night around 8 pm, we heard Yunlin leave, close the door, and then walk downstairs
. Qianhe and I exchanged a glance; today we could finally do something exciting! She usually didn't
come back after leaving at night. After a while of entanglement, Qian stripped me naked, opened the door, and led me to the hallway to have sex with me
. He made me lie on the hallway floor tiles, spread my legs into an M shape, and began to penetrate me deeply and shallowly. I was used to
suppressing my moans, trying hard not to let them out (which actually made it feel even better). We
did this for a good ten minutes or so. The cool floor and Qian's repeated thrusts stimulated me so much that I was wet,
the space almost filled with the sound of water splashing. I was really wet, and Qian's pubic hair was completely soaked. Because of the previous
continuous thrusting, Qian's stamina was a little depleted, so he started to thrust slowly. The slow friction made both of us
feel more intense and sensitive. Because we were lying on the floor, the people in the hallway below couldn't see us
. Just as Qian and I were about to climax and started thrusting, I suddenly felt Qian's body pause for a moment.
I looked at him and saw that he was looking at the stairwell, but I couldn't see the stairs from my position on the floor. He said softly, "Don't stop,
I'm coming." Qian glanced ahead and started fucking me faster, finding it incredibly exciting. He fucked me
like for a full half minute, and we both climaxed together.

I heard what sounded like a plastic bag making a sound. I looked up and saw Yunlin's stunned
expression Yunlin was holding a convenience store bag that was half full,
staring dumbfounded at us making love in the hallway, her hands supporting her against the wall, looking at us blankly. Yunlin seemed to
suddenly realize what was happening and apologized, saying she didn't mean to see us. At this moment, Qian took a breath,
picked me up, and carried me to the room. He apologized to Yunlin, still shaking his half-erect penis, and then closed the door. After
entering the room, my face was burning red. I punched Qian repeatedly, asking him how I could face people after this. Qian said he had just
climaxed and couldn't stop. When he looked up and saw her coming back, it was too late. There were only the three of us on this floor, and
with the soundproofing she must have known about our relationship all along.

I went to tell him to tell her not to tell anyone. I was so angry that I hit him randomly. He said, "Then I was thinking that
if other people found out, I would marry you." I was shy and at a loss for words. I asked him, "What if it was someone else? What if there were several
people? What if everyone saw my body? Would you still marry me?" He said he would pick me up and carry me inside without hesitation.
He couldn't accept other men seeing my body. He told me that he actually liked me from the beginning and didn't treat me
as a casual sex partner. After more than three months of getting to know each other better, he had fallen in love with me.

At first, he would do some exciting things to make me feel better, partly because he wanted to compete with my boyfriend
. But because of our relationship, he spoiled me a lot and never let me spend a penny when we were together
. He said he wanted to win me over and marry me.

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