I slept with my classmate's girlfriend.

I currently work in software sales, and it's been two years since I graduated. My school was a terrible private college;
the facilities were inadequate, and basically every good student who chose it regretted it. However,
there are advantages to a bad school: the school isn't strict, which leads to a lot of couples being
intimate in broad daylight, and at night, they're completely oblivious to others. Walking through the school's small woods, within a few dozen meters, you'd startle
countless couples.

Many students even started living together in their freshman year, but let's not talk about that now. I'm talking about
my relationship with my classmate's girlfriend.

Our lousy school, for some reason, recruited a large number of students from outside the province, roughly
a 4:1 ratio with students from within the province, which is a huge proportion. In our class, there were three
students from Jiangsu Province, and one of them was in our dorm. This boy's name was Zhang Qiang; he wasn't tall, but he was quite handsome, talkative
, and smooth-talking—clearly a womanizer.

On the second day in the dorm, after we got to know each other a bit better, he started bragging about how many girls he'd hooked up with in high school
. I was a rather naive guy back then, just starting to understand things; I'd be the kind of person who wouldn't even know where to put my penis if you gave me a girl. He
talked about how amazing sex was, and I was incredibly envious.

That semester, he hooked up with a girl from Northeast China in our class, who was also the vice class monitor. She seemed quite
cheerful and lively, but Zhang Qiang said that once they were in bed, she was incredibly slutty.

She had huge breasts, which I didn't really believe.

During the National Day holiday, he had a seven-day fling with a sexy girl from Jiangxi in our department.

And I quickly developed a crush on another girl from Northeast China in our class. This girl was quite talkative,
average-looking, but most importantly, incredibly kind. I quickly fell for her, but after pursuing her for a long time, I still couldn't win her over. Thinking
about it, it makes sense; a country boy who had never pursued a girl before, clueless about romance, not handsome, and not good
at talking—no wonder he couldn't win her over. After about six months of unsuccessful pursuit, I became disheartened and considered her my "
older sister." Don't laugh; that's often how it is in school—everyone wants to be very close to the person they like, even if
they can't win her over, they still want to have a "sister" or "younger sister" title.

However, even though I didn't win her over, two years later, about a month ago, we slept together
. We won't talk about these things. If you think my writing is good and there's a lot of interest, I'll write another
article about it.

University life went by quickly, and winter break arrived in the blink of an eye. I got along very well with Zhang Qiang. During the Spring Festival, I called
him to wish him a happy new year, and he told me that he had found another girlfriend back home, a year younger than him, who was in her final year of high school. I laughed and
scolded, "

Damn, you're not even letting high school girls go?" He said, "I wasn't left alone in high school either, haha..."

In the second semester of my freshman year, Zhang Qiang toned it down a bit and stopped chasing girls. He kept in touch with the girl from high school
, and when he was lonely, he would go out with our vice class monitor to mess around (that vice class monitor was very fond of him and still
couldn't forget him).

Soon it was time for the college entrance exam, and the girl scored over 460 points, which was enough to get into a pretty good
university in Jiangsu. However, the girl was quite infatuated and actually came to our lousy school with my classmate.

And they actually set off in early August, driving all the way to our school while sightseeing. Now I'm starting to understand
why Zhang Qiang has been so attentive to that girl; it turns out her family is so well-off, and it seems her parents have
some influence in the government.

The girl's parents stayed for a few days before going home, so Zhang Qiang brought the girl to introduce her
to our group of friends. My first impression of Zeng Xiaolin was quite stunning. She was quiet and reserved, rarely
speaking, and blushed easily with the slightest joke. Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible unless you listened carefully. She
had long hair, straightened and tied in a ponytail, and was about 1.6 meters tall—not very tall, but quite slim, with a rather
perfect figure. I've never been a fan of the busty type.

She was just a little dark-skinned, wearing a pink t-shirt, a white skirt, and carrying a crossbody bag. She looked petite
and delicate, evoking a man's natural protective instincts.

Zhang Qiang treated us to dinner. During the meal, we asked Zeng Xiaolin to toast everyone, but
she was hesitant and didn't say anything. We felt awkward, so

we let Zhang Qiang do it for her. However, something surprising happened soon afterward. After dinner, Zhang Qiang actually asked us to help him
move his things. It turned out this guy had rented a place off-campus and planned to live with us. I was very puzzled as to
why a girl like Zeng Xiaolin would agree to such a request, but considering she had traveled a long way to follow Zhang Qiang to our school
, it basically explained everything.

The place Zhang Qiang rented was a small two-story building in a small village next to our school, with
three rooms in total. The upper floor was divided into two rooms, and the lower floor had one large room.

Zhang Qiang wanted to rent the larger room on the first floor, but the landlord said it was already rented, so he had to live on the upper floor.

After a while, another classmate in our dormitory also got a girlfriend and moved in next door to Zhang Qiang
.

Once, this classmate of mine mysteriously told me, "Zhang Qiang and Zeng Xiaolin do it every night." I said,
"Damn, how do you know?"

He said, "I can hear Zeng Xiaolin moaning every night, her voice is so lewd..."

I said, "Damn, you're talking nonsense. Zeng Xiaolin is such a quiet girl, would she moan like that?"

He said, "Damn, you don't believe me? The more ladylike a girl is, the more lewd she is in bed, it's true."

I just let it go after hearing it, and didn't take it seriously. I just thought he was fantasizing, and it didn't affect
my image of Zeng Xiaolin as a lady at all.

Soon it was my sophomore year, and I also got a girlfriend. So I discussed with my girlfriend about moving out
, mainly because I really wanted to experience the feeling of sex. After my persistent pleading, my girlfriend finally agreed to my
request. At this time, my classmate who lived next door to Zhang Qiang broke up with his girlfriend and moved back to school
, so I naturally moved next door to Zhang Qiang.

The first night after moving out, I slept with my girlfriend.

(Right now, my mind is full of Zeng Xiaolin, and I can't write anything down, so I'll stop here for now
. See my future posts for more details.)

The next day, Zhang Qiang, our girlfriends, and I had a meal together. We
were busy buying groceries and cooking. I always enjoy cooking, so I cooked two dishes: shredded potatoes
and stir-fried loofah with eggs. Zhang Qiang made boiled pork slices and stewed chicken with potatoes. I went downstairs to get a case of
beer.

During the meal, Zeng Xiaolin whispered something in Zhang Qiang's ear.

I teased her, "Why can't you say it to his face? Why whisper?"

Zhang Qiang laughed and said, "My wife said your shredded potatoes are delicious..." This time I felt embarrassed and
said, "No, it's just something I made quickly."

Everyone drank quite a bit. After finishing the meal and cleaning up, we went to bed. Fueled by alcohol, I
had sex with my girlfriend once and then fell asleep.

While I was half asleep, I suddenly heard groaning sounds from next door. I suddenly became more alert:
wasn't that the sound of a bed moving? Sure enough, a little while later, I heard Zeng Xiaolin whisper, "Be gentle
, it hurts a bit."

It seemed Zhang Qiang had woken up in the middle of the night, was feeling pent-up, and without any foreplay, had just thrust in.

In the darkness, I listened intently to the sounds from next door.

A while later, I heard Zeng Xiaolin

moan softly, though she seemed to be trying to hold it in (I later learned that she also had feelings for me at that time, and
was afraid I would hear her, so she didn't moan loudly).

My penis was burning hot. My girlfriend had just been fucked and was sleeping without underwear. I lay on my side holding her, and because she
was wet and slippery, I thrust all the way in.

While listening to Zeng Xiaolin's suppressed moans from next door, I was relentlessly fucking my girlfriend, my mind filled with images of
Zeng Xiaolin being fucked, the two sides of the wall revealing endless spring scenes. Suddenly, I heard Zeng Xiaolin's moans grow louder, the previous
"mmm"

turning into "ahhh,"

accompanied by Zhang Qiang's words, "You little slut, is it good?"

"I'll fuck you to death!" (Absolutely true!). I couldn't hear Zeng Xiaolin's reply, only the bed shaking more and more intensely.
After a few minutes, I heard Zhang Qiang let out a long sigh and slowly fell silent, presumably having ejaculated
. Hearing the silence from next door, I gradually lost interest, still fantasizing about Zeng Xiaolin, and fucked her hard dozens of times
, ejaculating inside my girlfriend, then cuddling her and falling asleep.

The next day, I woke up suddenly realizing, "Damn, this is bad! We didn't use a condom, what if she's pregnant..." I ran to the pharmacy
and bought a box of emergency contraception, coaxing my girlfriend to take it before I felt at ease.

The days that followed were uneventful yet interesting. My girlfriend and Zeng Xiaolin became very good friends, and my
relationship with Zhang Qiang also grew stronger.

Sometimes Zhang Qiang would joke, "You two, keep it down at night, you're keeping us awake."

I would reply, "You're just accusing us first! It's clearly you two who're keeping us awake!"

Zeng Xiaolin would just lower her head and laugh. Gradually, Zeng Xiaolin became less shy around me, and her voice
slowly grew louder, though she still didn't joke around much and didn't initiate conversation much, only
answering when asked.

I don't know if it was Zhang Qiang or Zeng Xiaolin who had a high sex drive, but we did it almost every day, sometimes twice a night.
Zeng Xiaolin's moans gradually became less suppressed, and I finally understood what my classmate
meant when he said that the more ladylike a woman is, the more lewd she is in bed.

Although I often fantasized about something happening between Zeng Xiaolin and me, there was never much of an opportunity. Mainly because
the four of us spent so much time together that we never had a chance to be alone.

In the second semester of our junior year, the school organized internships. We were in medical school, and Zeng Xiaolin was in nursing. Our coursework
finished quickly, and we started our internships well in advance. So, the four of us signed up for the same hospital and moved to the city.
Rent in the city was expensive, and Zhang Qiang and Zeng Xiaolin had high expenses, so we were embarrassed to keep asking our families
for money. We rented an old two-bedroom apartment, but it was very dark; we had to keep the lights on even during the day. To make
sure someone had cooked dinner when we got home, the four of us split up our shifts and didn't work in the same department. Since our departments were
different, our work hours were different, and sometimes we even had to work night shifts.

There were more nursing students doing their internships, and Zeng Xiaolin, whose family was well-off and who didn't plan to become a nurse, didn't
go as often.

And so...

My girlfriend and I bought a TV. Zeng Xiaolin and her boyfriend had a computer, so we didn't buy one. Occasionally, when Zeng Xiaolin got tired of playing
games, she would come to our room to watch TV, and I often went to their room to play on the computer.

Summer arrived quickly. The house was old, with those old-fashioned fuses. When the power consumption was high,
the fuse would often blow, plunging the house into darkness. At first, it was very difficult to get used to, but I gradually
got used to it. One night, Zhang Qiang and my girlfriend went to work. I was resting after working the night shift. I woke up
feeling a little hungry, so I decided to cook some noodles. We always used an induction cooker, and as everyone
knows, induction cookers have a very high wattage. I was cooking instant noodles in the room, and just a few seconds after turning on the induction cooker, I suddenly heard a "pop
"—the fuse had blown. At the same time, I heard Zeng Xiaolin

scream "Ah!" from the bathroom.

I ran out and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zeng Xiaolin replied, "Nothing, nothing, I'm taking a shower..."

I said, "Then wait a moment inside, I'll change the fuse, okay? I didn't know you were showering, I
'll turn on the induction cooker to cook instant noodles..." Zeng Xiaolin said from inside the bathroom, "Oh, then you can see while changing the fuse, right?
"

I then realized that it was pitch black outside, and I couldn't change the fuse without someone holding a flashlight
.

I said, "Oops, I forgot, I'll try."

So I found two books, clipped the flashlight to them, fixed it on the table, and shone it on the fuse area.
I worked for a long time, but still couldn't see clearly.

Zeng Xiaolin said again, "Wait a minute."

Then, before she finished showering, she put on a blanket, came out, and held a flashlight. The scent of shampoo and
shower gel on her body made me feel all excited.

She quickly changed the fuse, turned on the light, and the sudden brightness was very blinding. Zeng Xiaolin quickly used a...
I covered my eyes with my hands and slowly saw clearly. Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat! It was very dark. Zeng Xiaolin was only wearing a blanket
. When she covered her eyes, her chest wasn't properly covered, revealing a corner of her fair skin. There was still some shampoo
foam in her hair, which was damp and draped over her shoulders. In that instant, she was incredibly sexy! I stared intently, and
Zeng Xiaolin noticed too. She quickly covered herself, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she lowered her head. Realizing my lapse in composure, I stammered
, "You go ahead and wash up, I'll cook the noodles later..." Zeng Xiaolin then turned and went into the bathroom.
As mentioned before, the house was old-fashioned and very small. To maximize space, the corner had been converted
into a kitchen. The landlord's kitchenware was still there; we didn't use it. We usually cooked in our own room. The bathroom
was right next to the kitchen, with a path leading through it. Along the path was a small sink for washing vegetables. The bathroom had a
window covered with newspaper. If the newspaper had any tears, one could see into the bathroom from the kitchen
. I suddenly remembered this, took off my shoes (walking barefoot is quiet), and tiptoed into the kitchen barefoot
, looking for any signs of tearing newspaper. Sure enough, in the corner of the glass, there was a small, uncovered
area.

I stared wide-eyed and slowly leaned closer… For a moment, I felt like I was going to have a nosebleed! Zeng Xiaolin
was applying shower gel again and washing her hair. I was very nervous, breathing rapidly, feeling a little dizzy, my heart
pounding. I couldn't see anything clearly. I tilted my head back, took a deep breath, and slowly leaned closer to the small hole.
Zeng Xiaolin was applying shower gel to her body, her small hands occasionally kneading her breasts, armpits, and arms. Her figure was indeed
… nice! Her breasts weren't too big or too small, just big enough to be held in one hand. Two pale nipples hung from her breasts,
trembling occasionally as her hands kneaded them.

Then she squeezed out some shampoo and washed her hair, bending over. There wasn't an ounce of fat on her waist, her abdomen was flat,
and a small tuft of hair extended down below. I really wanted to see what the entrance to her paradise looked like, but unfortunately,
unlike the voyeuristic stories I'd read, I couldn't see anything at all.

I couldn't bear to blink, staring intently. Zeng Xiaolin turned around; her buttocks weren't big, but they were very
perky. Her skin was very, very white, unlike the darker skin on her exposed skin.

My penis throbbed and became erect! But at that moment, I really didn't think about masturbating; I was just completely absorbed in
admiring this beautiful sight.

Zeng Xiaolin quickly finished washing her hair, and then something even more shocking happened. Zeng Xiaolin carefully
touched her pubic area with her hand, smelled it, then took some shower gel and applied it to her pubic hair. Every now and then, she would
catch some water with her hand and splash it on her pubic area, then rubbed it a few times, making a barely audible "hmm" sound, and then
smelling it again.

I thought to myself, if I rushed in now, pinned her against the wall, and fucked her, she probably wouldn't be too angry. But
after thinking it over, I still didn't dare. Zeng Xiaolin kept washing until there was probably no more strange smell before she finished
. Then she started washing her thighs, bending over, her breasts drooping, swaying constantly with the rubbing of her hands. Then she
put one leg on the toilet and washed her white thigh.

I stared wide-eyed, desperately trying to see the alluring opening at the end of her thigh, but I could only see a little more
hair.

I felt a little disappointed.

Zeng Xiaolin was almost finished washing, and I was afraid she would find out I was peeping when she came out, so I slowly backed away.
There was a lot of debris on the floor, and I accidentally stepped on a wooden stick, making a crisp sound! I was shocked! Zeng Xiaolin seemed
to have heard the sound too, but wasn't sure. She turned off the water, and after a short while there was no movement, she asked softly, "Who
is it?"

I didn't dare move. I guess the sound of the water was too loud for her to hear clearly, and she thought she misheard, so she turned
the water back on. I carefully moved back to my room, sat on the bed, and thought about what had just happened; my heart was still
pounding.

I locked the door and started masturbating my engorged, red penis.

With the images still in my mind, I quickly ejaculated a thick stream of semen.

Zeng Xiaolin finished showering and returned to her room. A little while later, she suddenly knocked on the door and asked, "
Could I borrow your boyfriend's hair straightener?"

I said,

"Of course, no problem."

Zeng Xiaolin kept staring at me, seemingly trying to find some mark on my face. I kept smiling. She took the hair straightener
and, right there in our room, straightened her hair. Watching her get dressed, I thought to myself, if
I could marry her, how sexually blissful my life would be! I definitely wouldn't cheat on her! I had to have sex with her twice a day. Lost
in thought, Zeng Xiaolin suddenly turned around and said, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

I was startled, thinking I'd been caught. "Huh? What?"

she whispered, "I was fixing my hair, why are you staring at me..."

I then realized she could see me looking at her in the mirror.

I smiled sheepishly, "Nothing, you're really pretty."

I was relieved; she hadn't discovered me peeping at her while she showered. She smiled sheepishly too, "Really
? I didn't notice."

I said, "If you're not pretty, who is?"

Her face turned bright red, she didn't say anything, just smiled, finished fixing her hair, and went back to her room.

After this incident, I seemed to clearly feel that her attitude towards me was much better than before, at least
that's what I thought. For a long time afterward, nothing happened, until one day...

It was a sweltering Saturday. My girlfriend had a night shift and went to work early. I
ate with Zhang Qiang and Zeng Xiaolin. Zhang Qiang went out and bought a pitcher of beer. We drank and chatted. Zeng Xiaolin also drank quite a bit. It
was almost 9 o'clock, and we were about to finish eating when Zhang Qiang received a phone call. He said, "A student has something to do and asked for leave. The teacher wants me to
cover the night shift. You two eat first, I'm leaving."

I knew in my heart that Zhang Qiang had fallen into his old habit again, getting involved with a female intern in his department
. Zeng Xiaolin didn't know and let him go.

After Zhang Qiang left, the atmosphere was a little awkward. Zeng Xiaolin cleaned up the dishes, and I sat in their room playing games.

Zeng Xiaolin probably drank a bit too much and started rambling on, complaining about Zhang Qiang, "Zhang Qiang..."
"It's so annoying, he always wants girls' phone numbers."

I didn't know how to answer, so I just blurted out, "It's okay, he's just like that, nothing will happen."

Zeng Xiaolin said again, "He never gives in to me, he always takes everything from me!"

I said, "Really?"

Zeng Xiaolin said, "Yeah, unlike you, you always give in to your boyfriend. If he were half as good as you, that would be great
."

I smiled embarrassedly, "No, that's just my temper, I don't get angry."

Zeng Xiaolin said, "Your temper is so good, your boyfriend is really lucky." I blurted out, "Hehe
, you're quite lucky too, so beautiful. If I were Zhang Qiang, I don't know how much I would dote on you."

As soon as I said it, I regretted it. Why did that sentence just come out? Zeng Xiaolin blushed and lowered her head, "Nonsense
."

After a moment of silence, I said, "Actually, Zhang Qiang is quite good to you too."

A while passed without a reply. I turned to look and saw Zeng Xiaolin, probably feeling the effects of the alcohol, asleep on the bed.
Her long eyelashes covered her beautiful eyes, her pretty face was slightly flushed from the alcohol, her lips were
slightly parted, and her forehead was damp with a few fine beads of sweat. Her chest rose and fell with her breath. Looking at her,
a strong feeling of love welled up inside me. Suddenly, I realized I had fallen for her.

I kept looking at her, and suddenly I had an urge to kiss her. Once this thought arose, it
spread like wildfire, fueled by the alcohol, and I couldn't suppress it anymore. I thought, I'll just kiss her, and then go back to my room to sleep
.

I slowly stood up, walked to her side, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently lowered my head to kiss her… Her soft
lips, her breath slightly scented with alcohol, were intoxicating. I straightened up, looked at her, and finally couldn't resist again, pressing my
lips to hers. I gently pried open her slightly parted teeth with my tongue, slipped it into her mouth, found her soft, moist tongue, and
began to suckle. She trembled slightly. I was uncomfortable bending over, so I took off my shoes, lay down beside her, and hugged
her. She suddenly opened her eyes, saw it was me, widened her eyes,

and let out a soft "Ah. "

My heart was pounding, as if it would burst out of my chest. I just stared at her. She paused, then reached out to push
me away. I suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her again, my tongue teasing her teeth, slowly
slipping into her mouth until I found her tongue. She tried to push me away a few times but couldn't, so she stopped. She
closed her eyes and slowly began to respond, our tongues entwining until we were both a little breathless
.

She opened her eyes and looked at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of sorrow, confusion, and excitement.

I started gently undressing her, only to find that the hands that had been pushing me away were now embracing me. She
kept looking at me without resisting. Summer clothes, though few, were
difficult to remove as she lay down, her body pressing against me. I put my arm around her waist, trying to lift her up, but she gently lifted herself, allowing me
to easily remove her clothes, revealing a white bra underneath.

I reached behind her back to unhook her bra, and she suddenly hugged me tightly, burying her head in my chest. I took
off her bra and laid her flat on the bed.

Her face was flushed, and she closed her eyes, no longer looking at me. Her breasts were white, with small areolas and pale nipples,
and a milky scent, even clearer than when I peeked at her clothes. I kissed her lips, one hand caressing her breast. Her
warm, soft breasts changed shape under my pressure. I abandoned her lips and kissed her other
breast, licking her nipple. She trembled slightly. I suddenly sucked on her nipple, and she let out

a soft "hmm," wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing my head hard against her breasts. I braced myself on
the bed with my right hand, and with my left hand, I slid down her breasts and slowly slipped inside her skirt.

Gently lifting a corner of her panties, my hand touched soft pubic hair. She hugged me tighter, and my breathing became
slightly uncomfortable. I strained my neck and lifted my head, while my left hand touched her warm, moist labia. Her juices
were already overflowing. I kissed Zeng Xiaolin's lips again, my left middle finger sliding up and down her labia. Her mouth
uttered suppressed moans as I kissed her. Her short skirt was tight, making my wrist hurt a little. I released
her mouth and slowly pulled her skirt down with my right hand. Zeng Xiaolin was wearing a pair of white panties, and I could see
that the area around her buttocks was darker and clearly soaked.

I held her with one hand and started to pull down her panties with the other. She suddenly resisted a little, but I
pulled down hard with my left hand, revealing one side of her buttocks. My right hand slid down as well, pinching the other side and pulling hard again
, revealing the other side of her buttocks. Zeng Xiaolin seemed to give up resisting, her buttocks lifting slightly. I
removed her last barrier with both hands.

I quickly knelt on the bed and ripped off my clothes in a few swift movements.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning illuminated the sky outside, followed by a clap of thunder.

The sweltering day finally gave way to a thunderstorm, and the rain poured down.
The little worry I had kept inside was completely washed away by the rain. I thought that Zhang Qiang definitely wouldn't come back in this weather.
Zeng Xiaolin suddenly pointed to the window. I smiled wryly. It turned out the window wasn't closed yet. I must have been exposed earlier. Looking around,
all the windows were dark. I wondered if anyone had seen me.

I closed the window, drew the curtains, and turned back to bend Zeng Xiaolin's legs. I didn't even think about admiring her
. I aimed my penis at her vulva, pressed down, and the head of my penis broke through her labia
, penetrating her completely. Zeng Xiaolin cried out, her hands wrapping around my neck again,
her mouth groping towards mine. I didn't care about any kind of shallow or deep penetration; my penis thrust and
pounded wildly. With each thrust, Zeng Xiaolin's breathing quickened, from rapid breaths to loud

screams.

Fueled by alcohol, I didn't finish as quickly as I'd planned. Although I was fucking my friend's girlfriend, the alcohol
's numbing effect made the sensations less intense. Zeng Xiaolin kept screaming. I thought it was lucky it was raining outside, otherwise
the neighbors would have heard. I whispered in her ear, "Why haven't I heard you scream like this before? Is it
particularly enjoyable being fucked by me?"

I thought Zeng Xiaolin wouldn't answer, but to my surprise, she spoke, "Zhang Qiang isn't like you, so amazing from the start
, it's so great!"

Encouraged, I thrust even faster.

Zeng Xiaolin's buttocks slowly began to meet mine, my balls hitting her side with a slapping sound,
mixed with the squelching sound of her vaginal fluids, which excited me even more. I straightened up,
grabbed her legs with my hands, and watched my penis going in and out of Zeng Xiaolin's side. Zeng Xiaolin kept rubbing
her clitoris with her hands, making moaning sounds. Watching her so wanton, I thrust dozens of times,
listening to her ecstatic cries, and suddenly I felt aroused and wanted to ejaculate.

I dared not continue in that position, so I pulled out. Zeng Xiaolin opened her closed eyes, looked
at me blankly, and I put my arm around her waist, making her kneel on the bed with her buttocks sticking up. I noticed that she had
a few sparse pubic hairs around her waist, which I found cute. I stroked them a few times, but Zeng Xiaolin twisted her buttocks, not letting me touch her
, indicating that I should continue. I straightened my penis, aimed it at the entrance, and thrust hard. Zeng Xiaolin let out a soft cry as it
was fully inserted. I held Zeng Xiaolin's buttocks with both hands and began to thrust forcefully. Zeng Xiaolin buried her head in the pillow, making
muffled noises.

After a while, my penis became thick and strong. I realized I was about to ejaculate, so I thrust even harder. Zeng Xiaolin reached
behind me, grabbed my hand, and touched her breasts. I touched them a few times, feeling my penis swell. I pulled my hand back,
placed my hands on her buttocks, and thrust wildly a few more times, pressing against Zeng Xiaolin's vagina. All my semen shot inside her. Zeng Xiaolin
covered her head with her hands, buried it in the pillow, and screamed a few times, her whole body trembling. Zeng Xiaolin lay face down on the bed,
and I leaned over her, holding her, my penis still inside her vagina.

After a while, it slowly slid out.

We remained silent, the effects of the alcohol already dissipating from our vigorous activity. After a while, I
whispered in Zeng Xiaolin's ear, "I love you."

Zeng Xiaolin slowly raised her head, turning to look at me. I then noticed her face was streaked with tears; she had
been aroused by my advances, tears of excitement streaming down her face. She whispered, "I like you too."

I didn't know what to say. I held her close, and she buried her face in my chest, sobbing softly. I panicked. "
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me."

Zeng Xiaolin said, "It's not your fault."

I held her, stroking her back with my hands. She hugged me back, and we remained silent, slowly falling asleep…
I dared not sleep, afraid that if I slept until Zhang Qiang returned the next day and saw us, I would be finished.

Zeng Xiaolin was fast asleep. I gently laid her down, without putting on any clothes, and got up to continue playing on the computer, but I
couldn't concentrate.

Around 1 a.m.

At 2 AM, Zeng Xiaolin woke up, got up, and hugged my head. I felt two soft mounds pressing against my neck
, which felt very comfortable. I stood up, carried her to the bed, and we did it again.

However, the second time didn't last as long as the first time; I ejaculated quickly. We tidied up the sheets and
hid them. I said, "Didn't Zhang Qiang know we changed the sheets?"

Zeng Xiaolin said, "It's okay, he's so careless, he won't notice. I'll wash them with the clothes another day.
"

Looking at Zeng Xiaolin's beautiful face, thinking about how she was usually so dignified and quiet, but in bed she
was so wanton, truly a lady of high society. I couldn't help but feel even more pity for her.

Later, I felt a little scared. We hadn't used a condom, and I had ejaculated inside her completely. What if Zeng Xiaolin got pregnant?
Or what if Zhang Qiang made her give birth to a child that looked just like me? Damn, that would be terrible! The next day, Zhang Qiang came back and
secretly told me that it had rained heavily the night before, and he had slept with the intern he'd been flirting with at the hospital. I
smiled sheepishly, thinking, "I slept with your wife yesterday too."

Later, I asked Zeng Xiaolin if she would have gotten together with me if I had met her before Zhang Qiang. Zeng Xiaolin
said it wasn't certain; without Zhang Qiang, I wouldn't have met her at all. Thinking about it, she was right.

After that, Zeng Xiaolin didn't hide her moaning at night anymore. The old house wasn't soundproof, and my girlfriend and I
could hear it clearly. Often, when Zeng Xiaolin started moaning, I would push my girlfriend down on the bed and have sex with her. Zeng
Xiaolin had a very strong sex drive. Sometimes, even after Zhang Qiang and my girlfriend had sex with her at night, they would still
have sex with me during the day. This went on for over a year until the end of last year when they went back to their hometown together.

A few days ago, they came to visit me, and I took the opportunity to have sex with Zeng Xiaolin again. Zeng Xiaolin said she hadn't
had sex with me in a long time and it felt great.

They said they might get married at the end of the year, which made me a little sad. She comforted me, saying that we never really had a chance
, so I let it go.

That's why I wrote it down.

In short, I feel bad for my classmate, but since he's been with so many women, I
feel somewhat at peace with myself for sleeping with him.

I have to say, my sex life with my girlfriend isn't nearly as perfect as with Zeng Xiaolin; she truly is a
perfect woman.

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