My sexual experiences with my girlfriend Xiaomin on campus

Xiaomin and I officially became a couple on the evening of March 29, 2003, at a movie theater. That night, we kissed for the first time. Of course, I'd had girlfriends and dated before, so it wasn't my first time, but I knew it was Xiaomin's first, and perhaps I was her first love. That night, we chose to watch a movie at a theater near a nearby school. We found seats towards the back, which is where we usually liked to sit.

As you probably know, movie theaters are dark and have a certain atmosphere, and sometimes there are even some stimulating scenes. So, after we officially became a couple, I hugged Xiaomin and slowly kissed her forehead, then her cheek, until finally our lips met, and we kissed passionately, my tongue slipping into her mouth. When her tongue was in my mouth, I sucked on it intensely, making it almost impossible for her to pull it back. It was our first time kissing so passionately and happily.

Today, I discovered that Xiaomin's lips are very sensitive; when my lips touched hers, she recoiled as if she'd been electrocuted. From then on, we were practically inseparable during our free time on campus. Whenever we had a spare moment, we'd find a quiet place to be intimate. We searched every corner of the campus, getting excited every time we found a secluded spot. Then, we'd impulsively embrace, holding each other tightly for a long, long time, and then start kissing passionately, kissing Xiaomin's lips, sucking her entire lips into our mouths, touching them with our tongues. If we were on the grass, we'd sit down, letting Xiaomin lie in my lap, her back arched, making it easier and more comfortable to kiss her. Holding her with her legs pressed against mine felt even better.
And my mischievous hands could even roam over her breasts.

When I first touched Xiaomin's breasts, I found that she reacted much more strongly than when I first touched her lips. This was the second sensitive area I discovered in Xiaomin.

I remember a few nights when we stood in the woods in the park, holding Xiaomin, kissing her lips and touching her breasts simultaneously. With both sensitive areas in contact, within ten minutes, Xiaomin started to go wild. I could feel her holding me tighter and tighter, but my grip on her arms seemed to weaken because she couldn't stand anymore and started to squat down. She made a sound that excited me greatly, growing louder and louder. She even kept calling out, "Aqiang, hurry!...Aqiang, hurry!" At this point, I would recklessly touch Xiaomin's breasts and kiss her lips. Until my lower body couldn't take it anymore, almost bursting, or my hands were too tired, I would gently ask, "Baby, can you help me? I want you to touch me too."

The first few times, Xiaomin refused, which I completely understood. After all, we were both still students; Xiaomin was only a freshman, and she had never been in a relationship, let alone touched a man's private parts. When I let Xiaomin touch me, she must have felt nervous, hesitant, scared, and all sorts of complicated emotions. But since we're together every day, and Xiaomin has experienced what it feels like for me to touch and kiss her—it must be pleasurable—she wants it every day, wants to be with me every day, wants me to touch her every day, until she goes crazy. For several days in a row, I've been the one touching Xiaomin. Afterwards, Xiaomin knows I'm also feeling uncomfortable, missing her, and hoping she can touch my sensitive areas like I do.

Finally, in another secluded spot in that park, Xiaomin's hand slipped inside my underwear. Actually, my penis was already as hard as steel, but when Xiaomin's hand unbuckled my belt and touched my lower abdomen, I was stunned, I went crazy. Because I felt those cool fingers on my lower abdomen; my beloved girlfriend's fingers were slowly, slowly, almost touching my most sensitive, sacred, and exciting place.

Xiaomin touched it, felt it, and even told me, "It's so hard! How can it be so hard?"
After stroking around a few times, Xiaomin simply took my hard, hot penis in her hand. However, Xiaomin didn't know that moving it back and forth would feel good, and she didn't know what masturbation was. At this point, I couldn't take it anymore and was already intoxicated. At the same time, I was also disappointed because Xiaomin was only holding it lightly; she was afraid of hurting me and didn't dare to move. Helpless, I could only tell Xiaomin, "Baby, move it a little, move it back and forth a little, that will feel good." "Won't it hurt?" "Of course not, you idiot!"

Only then did Xiaomin begin to move gently. Even though it was only gentle, I felt incredibly good. I hugged Xiaomin tightly, constantly telling her, "Faster, harder, grip tighter." Finally, I ejaculated, all my semen coming out, covering Xiaomin's hands, and we didn't have any tissues. Xiaomin looked at me, and I looked at Xiaomin, feeling very embarrassed. Xiaomin even asked me, "What is this?" I had to let Xiaomin wipe my clothes, but he said it was dirty and he'd wash them when we got back.

People say that having sex outdoors, in the wild, is a really great thing, with unexpected effects. However, I found that having my girlfriend masturbate me outdoors is also very comfortable, with a special feeling.

Of course, taking off my girlfriend's bra on the grass, looking at Xiaomin's breasts in the natural light, touching her, and kissing her is also quite fun. It feels really good. So later we often went to the countryside. We chose caves in artificial hills; they were very secluded, and it didn't matter if we took off our pants. However, we couldn't get too absorbed in it; we had to listen to the sounds outside. If we noticed anyone, we had to cough a few times to let them hear us, indicating that we were inside. If we wanted more excitement, we would choose to do it during the day on a soccer field, on the lawn in a park, or on the roof of a school building, just covering ourselves with a piece of clothing. That's what it truly means to have the sky as a cover and the ground as a blanket; cuddling my girlfriend and being intimate outdoors is really comfortable.

Gradually, we became bolder, to the point that when we studied in the classroom at noon or watched videos in the video arcade at night, I would let Xiaomin put her smooth, delicate hands inside my underwear and stroke and rub them incessantly, exciting, intoxicating, and driving me crazy until I ejaculated. Of course, after that, we always carried plenty of tissues with us. We no longer had to feel embarrassed about having so much on our hands.

Of course, just Xiaomin masturbating me, me kissing Xiaomin, and letting Xiaomin touch my breasts couldn't quell our burning passion. The raging fire continued to burn, and it grew stronger and stronger. What is a raging fire? I think this is it.

As the final exams approached, the courses became more and more intensive, the pressure increased, and the number of people in the study rooms also increased. For the two weeks leading up to the exams, the study rooms were always packed, every single day. Those seats near the corners or inner walls are practically reserved for lovers; you can't get them unless you go before dawn or bring your books the night before. Those sitting outside can't see you, and those inside generally don't look at others—it's a common campus habit. Even if you see something, you pretend not to; it's become a habit. I once heard a girl moaning from the corner behind me, but who would dare turn around and look? Just pretend you didn't hear it. If you can't stand it, just go outside and give them some time.
I'm a "bad" student who doesn't like studying, so of course I wouldn't get up before dawn to fight for seats in these situations. But being used to cramming for exams, I can't just not study. Without studying, I definitely won't pass the exam, and even if I do, it'll be by chance. So we chose to stay up all night. Of course, we weren't the only ones doing this; before final exams, the school would have designated all-night study rooms.

Before 11 PM, we buy our evening snacks and water from the school supermarket and pack our jackets. Before 2:30 PM is our best study time; we'll concentrate and try to complete our planned tasks as quickly as possible. After 2:30 PM, we're generally drowsy and can't concentrate on anything. We won't stay in those crowded and boring places anymore. Of course, the school building doors are locked at night and guarded, so we definitely can't leave. We can only wander around the building, trying to find a secluded spot, usually on the top floor stairs, so we can hear someone coming up and can make a sound to tell Xiaomin not to come up. If someone goes up before us, they'll definitely tell us in the same way, forcing us to find another place.
No one will come down from there, because that's the rooftop. That should be the best spot; once we've secured it, we'll congratulate ourselves on our good fortune, maybe with a kiss or a hug.
Then I took out the newspapers we had prepared and laid them out one by one. Holding my girlfriend's waist, I carefully helped Xiaomin sit down slowly. Finally, I would sit down comfortably, as if mission accomplished and we could finally rest.

I usually sat to Xiaomin's right because my right hand is stronger. I would pull Xiaomin into my arms, kiss her forehead, kiss her lips, and gently touch her breasts, making all her fatigue from the day seem to disappear instantly, and she would drift off to sleep peacefully. Xiaomin would usually wake up in my arms at dawn. One of my legs and one hand would be completely numb, almost without feeling, and it would normally take about ten minutes to recover. Xiaomin couldn't move when she first woke up because the sudden movement of leaving me was too much, and the numbness in her hands and legs was unbearable. Usually, we would open our eyes and chat for a while, asking if she slept well and if she was comfortable. Xiaomin would also ask if I was tired and if I had slept the night before. Of course, I definitely didn't sleep, or at least I barely slept. Having someone weighing several tens of kilograms lying in my arms all night was exhausting; otherwise, my legs and hands wouldn't have been so numb. But whenever Xiaomin asked, my heart warmed, and I felt nothing at all. After all, it was holding the girl I loved while I slept, so it was all worth it. I always told Xiaomin, "I'm not tired. You only weigh a few kilograms, and the floor is supporting so much of your weight."
Of course, Xiaomin knew I was tired, but she just wanted to sleep in my arms. She said that only then could she sleep soundly and comfortably.

For several nights in a row, we were very lucky to get a spot on the stairs. It must have been one night in mid-June, around two or three in the morning, that I held Xiaomin and gently stroked her, letting her drift off to sleep happily. She fell asleep without me realizing it, but I was still stroking her. Perhaps I was too excited with my own fantasies, because my movements were a little too vigorous when I touched her. For some reason, Xiaomin woke up a while later, opened her eyes, looked at me, and said, "Qiang, I want you down there, I want you, can you help me?" That expectant look in her eyes, that fiery gaze, that beautiful voice, instantly made me breathless. My blood surged and I was incredibly nervous. I lowered my head and kissed Xiaomin's forehead, saying, "Baby, can I help you with my hand?" "Huh?! I want you to use your thing down there."

To be honest, how could I, who was already a bit lustful, who deeply loved Xiaomin, who had long wanted to possess her, who had always fantasized about being with her, who always imagined having sex with her and reaching peak excitement every time she helped me masturbate, not want to? I just never dared to ask Xiaomin. After all, we weren't married yet, we were still students, and Xiaomin was a rather traditional girl. So even if I wanted it, I didn't dare to ask her. I had to control myself. However, my feelings were completely different at this moment, because Xiaomin surprised me, Xiaomin amazed me.

Instantly, my penis hardened, hard as steel. I couldn't wait to stand up, take off my shirt, and use it as a pillow for Xiaomin. I kissed Xiaomin's forehead and asked, "Baby, do you really want to?"
"Yes!" I didn't care about anything else, and just said, "Baby, sleep well, it'll be over soon."
I unbuckled my belt and stood naked in front of Xiaomin. Of course, Xiaomin couldn't see me, because it was night, and there were no lights in that place. Only a little bit of faint light came through the crack in the door, so I wasn't blind and could see where Xiaomin was sleeping. At this moment, I couldn't wait any longer. With my nervous, trembling hands, I lifted Xiaomin's shirt and lay on top of her, licking her nipples with my tongue and sucking on her breasts. Soon, Xiaomin let out a moan, and her body began to move restlessly. A moment later, Xiaomin's desire was probably very strong. She said, "Qiang, hurry! Something's leaking down there."

I quickly untied Xiaomin's shoelaces, took off her pants, and pulled down her underwear, so that Xiaomin lay naked beneath me. At that moment, I noticed that my knees were uncomfortable kneeling on the concrete floor. But as my penis touched Xiaomin's penis, I forgot everything. I only knew excitement; I only knew that I was about to be the happiest person in the world. I lifted Xiaomin's legs up a little, trying to open her mouth wider, and kept kissing her lips. I let my penis find its place freely and gently probed, applying a little force. At this moment, my girlfriend suddenly

shook her head away from my mouth and said, "It hurts!"

Luckily, I hadn't used much force, so it probably didn't hurt too much, and Xiaomin didn't say no. I quickly said, "Baby, it's your first time, so it'll definitely hurt a little. Just a little, just a little, it'll be fine once it's in, and you'll feel great, haha." Sure enough, it worked well. Xiaomin endured it for a moment, and I pushed in quite a bit.
However, I didn't go all the way in; instead, I immediately pulled back a little and moved gently.

At that moment, I had entered paradise, a feeling that was indescribable. Happiness filled my entire body, and all my nerves relaxed instantly. There was no tension, no excitement, only happiness and fulfillment. Paradise on earth truly is like this, making you forever yearn for it, forever hope to possess it. It can make you forget everything, making you hold Xiaomin tightly and tell her: I will always, always truly love you!

I couldn't just think about my own happiness. I asked Xiaomin if she was comfortable, and she said, "It hurt a little before."
"And now? Is it comfortable?" "Comfortable!" Although Xiaomin said it hurt a little before, my heart ached a little. But hearing Xiaomin say it was comfortable now, I was really excited, and the feeling came instantly. By this time, I was incredibly excited. My penis was gently moving in and out of Xiaomin's vagina, penetrating deeper and deeper. It was Xiaomin's first time, after all; her vagina was very tight, and I was very nervous. I ejaculated quickly, and inside her.

I knew Xiaomin definitely hadn't reached orgasm. The first time certainly hadn't satisfied her.

But after this experience, after her first time, Xiaomin knew what it felt like to have my penis inside her vagina. For the next few nights, we stayed up all night, even on those frequently used staircases, even on that hard cement floor. We sometimes did it up to three times a night.

And at that time, we didn't know anything about contraception; every time we did it, I ejaculated inside her. Although Xiaomin and I both knew there was a possibility of pregnancy, we were both very nervous and worried. Every time Xiaomin's period came, we eagerly awaited its arrival. Luckily, the first month, Xiaomin's period arrived on time. We even celebrated, of course, by kissing. After these adventurous experiences, we became even bolder. As the saying goes, if you walk too much at night, you'll eventually encounter a ghost. Similarly, if you have sex too much on the stairs, you're bound to bump into someone.

It was also one all-nighter, and we brought blankets, one on the floor and the other under our blankets. Xiaomin slept on the inside of the blanket, so we wouldn't have to suffer from the cold anymore. After all, it's very cold to be naked in the middle of the night. Lying like this, we could have sex in a side-lying position. We were excited about our improved conditions and felt happy about how easy it was to have sex in this position. I no longer had to kneel on that hard cement floor, and Xiaomin no longer had to lie on that narrow staircase that was just covered with newspapers. Now I could hold Xiaomin and caress her with both hands at the same time. Although standing under the tree had a kind of fun intimacy in nature, and hiding in the rockery had a kind of heavenly feeling of having a cool breeze blowing on my penis, you can imagine how great it would feel if you and your girlfriend took off your clothes and stood in the wild with a cool breeze blowing on you!

That's how we tried to enjoy that kind of pleasure and happiness. But when it comes to sex, lying down is still the most comfortable. Only lying down makes it easy, only lying down gives you that feeling. We quickly got into the swing of things. I kept touching Xiaomin's two large breasts, rotating them clockwise and counterclockwise, pushing them up, pressing them down, squeezing them firmly, and then gradually moving my hand down, gently touching them. When my hand slowly wandered to below Xiaomin's navel, I could hear Xiaomin moaning and feel her body shifting and her skin contracting. I unbuckled Xiaomin's belt. I knew my blood was boiling, my heart was racing. The excitement was indescribable. This time, I didn't need to take off all my pants, and I didn't need to take mine off completely either; just down to my knees would be enough. My penis was so hard it felt like it was about to burst into flames; I figured I could easily hang a shoe on it while standing up. I pressed my buttocks forward, and my penis touched Xiaomin's penis from behind. Just then, I heard the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs from downstairs. My hand trembled, and I immediately stopped. The sound was getting closer and closer; they were about to come up. I quickly coughed a few times in my usual way to let him know there were people upstairs and he shouldn't come up. Oh my god, why wasn't my coughing working? Wasn't this the signal we all agreed on? The footsteps didn't stop because of my coughing; instead, they kept getting closer, thumping up the stairs. We were going crazy, incredibly nervous, our minds racing with thoughts: What if it's a teacher?

What if it's a classmate we know? What if a classmate sees us?… In an instant, my penis went limp. I quickly covered our bodies and Xiaomin's face with the blanket, pretending to be asleep.
Let fate decide, there's no time to worry about anything else. The footsteps were right beside us, and my girlfriend and I both "stopped our heartbeats," holding our breath. We awaited what was to come…

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