My University Story (Parts 1-2)

(01

The old male dog at home, Lao Chao (named for his enormous testicles), stared at me through the window,
then gave a puzzled snort, waddled away with his disproportionately large penis between his legs.

I remained perched on the windowsill, gazing outside. Actually, I wasn't seeing anything; I wasn't even thinking, feeling no joy,
anger, sorrow happiness—just like a walking corpse.

Just yesterday at this time, I finished my last exam, sweating profusely as I
rushed home from the county high school exam hall, covering thirty acres. It was already dark, and I've been sitting here without eating or drinking
ever since .

It's not that I did poorly; when I left the exam hall, I knew for sure I would pass. What's
agonizing is that the exam was easy.) The reason I'm struggling is because I'm a poor child: I was born into an
extremely poor . When I was very young, my father went to the far northwest and disappeared without a trace. My mother
supported the family, and fortunately, she was skilled at growing medicinal herbs. I was also a very capable child, which allowed the family to
survive without going hungry. I even managed to finish high school, but I knew my family couldn't afford to send me to university
, as my younger brother was still in vocational school. To escape rural life, I had to find a way myself.

From a young age, I've been a very independent person: when I graduated from elementary school, I faced the risk of dropping out. My mother
insisted that I stay home to look after my brother. At that time, my mother, who had just lost her husband, was so unreasonable. I didn't
argue and went straight to my homeroom teacher, crying and complaining. My homeroom teacher held me and tried to comfort me. My face flushed, tears streaming down my face, I
writhed in her arms.

Before long, unable to control herself, she raped me. I half-heartedly endured it. Afterwards, I
collapsed onto her breasts, weeping, which aroused her strong maternal instincts. She personally intervened and finally persuaded my mother.

After that, whenever I went home for vacation, she would come and take me to her house for a few days. Outsiders assumed it was
a good teacher-student relationship; no one knew we were doing such sordid things. This physical relationship continued intermittently until I entered high school.

After I entered the county high school with the highest score in the entire township, I could afford most of my expenses,
partly thanks to my homeroom teacher's support and partly from part-time jobs during holidays.

High school life was bitter, but I endured it. I secretly vowed to escape rural life and achieve
great things.

But when it came time to take the college entrance exam, my mother reacted violently. She grabbed my younger brother and said, "You
have to think about your brother too. Your studies end here."

I gritted my teeth, ignoring my family, and took the exam alone.

When I finished the exam and rushed home in the dark, my mother opened the door, looked at me, and scolded, "
What are you doing back here! You think you're all grown up now? Go fly away!"

I silently stepped into the house and went to my room. My brother wasn't there; he was probably at a classmate's house in the village
.

My mother said a few words and went back to her room to sleep. I sat on the kang (heated brick bed), my thoughts churning. My mother was a pitiful person, but
also a very fierce one, which is why no one had dared to mess with her for so many years. At first, I felt sorry for her, then
I gradually became annoyed, and now I probably only feel hatred.

I leaned against the windowsill and slowly drifted off to sleep. I was startled awake by my mother, who
was standing at my door with a bowl of rice, looking at me in surprise. It dawned on me: I hadn't eaten all day.

Suddenly, I had a moment of profound realization. I smiled at my mother, quickly packed my things, slung
my schoolbag over my shoulder, and headed for the door.

My mother trembled with anger. She grabbed a small bottle and threw it at me. I dodged it, glared at her angrily
, and continued walking out. My mother stared blankly as I left. Suddenly, she rushed up, grabbed my schoolbag,
and screamed, "Where are you going?!"

I turned to my mother and said firmly, "I'm going to strive!"

My mother said in alarm, "Are you crazy?" "I meant no harm. Can't you just not go to school?"

A sudden surge of agitation welled up inside me. I forced back my agitation and snatched my schoolbag. My mother grabbed my arm and
cried , "You're leaving home too? What did I do wrong?"

My mind suddenly went blank. I threw down the schoolbag, picked up my mother, and headed towards the house.

My mother cried out in horror, "What are you doing!"

I ignored her. I threw her onto the kang (heated brick bed) and roughly stripped her clothes off. She punched and kicked me
in resistance , which gave me the opportunity. She was stripped down to only her bra and underwear, cowering in the corner of the kang, watching
me in fear.

I quickly removed my own clothes, jumped onto the kang, and pushed my mother down. She closed her eyes, unable to look at my
naked body. She turned her head away, cursing me incessantly.
I laid her sprawled out... I lay sprawled on the bed, touched her labia a few times, and found they were already wet. Then I
lifted her buttocks, positioned her at the right angle, and thrust my penis inside!

My mother screamed in agony, tears streaming down her face, and then fell silent.

I lifted my mother's thighs and began to thrust wildly. Just before I ejaculated, I pounced
on　 , kneading her breasts while increasing the frequency of my thrusts.

My mother sensed my state and cried out, "No!"

My throbbing subsided, and I ejaculated wildly inside my mother.

After resting and wiping myself clean, I got dressed, picked up my schoolbag, and left the room. I couldn't stay in
this house any longer.

Just as I was about to open the gate to the yard, I heard a noise from inside the house. I turned around and saw my mother, wearing only an outer garment and naked,
staggering from my room into the kitchen. I thought to myself, "Oh no!" and ran inside.

My mother was holding a bottle of pesticide, about to drink it. I snatched the pesticide from her and glared at her. My mother pointed at me, sobbing uncontrollably
, "You're a beast!"

I shouted, "The three of us might as well all die!"

My mother thought of my younger brother, sat down on the ground, and wailed. I suppressed my animalistic urges and turned away.

I arrived at the county high school, ran into the messy dormitory, packed my belongings, and then moved to the school
gatehouse to stay overnight. The gatekeeper, who wasn't a stranger to me, nodded in agreement and even agreed to let me share a room.

I spent my days looking for work all over the county, and my nights chatting with the gatekeeper. Days passed, and the day the results were announced
was fast approaching.

That day, as I was about to leave, I saw the Dean of Students riding his bicycle in the distance. As soon as he saw me, he...
The commotion started, and it took me a while to understand what was going on. The college entrance exam results were out, and I was first in the region and third in the province. The city
education commission 's car had rushed to my house early that morning to deliver the good news. The director pulled me into the car without a word and drove me home. I was filled
with mixed emotions, unsure how to face my mother.

When we arrived at the door, the house was already packed with people. I was ushered inside, and for the next
hour my mind was a complete blank. In the end, the leader left three thousand yuan and left.

My mother kindly dismissed the neighbors who had filled the yard and sent my younger brother away. Then, after looking at me for a while, she said gently,
"Sit down for a moment."

I sat down awkwardly, looking at my mother with confusion. Suddenly, she pulled out a carrying pole from behind the door. I knew I was
in trouble, so I quickly covered my head with my arms and slumped onto the table. The carrying pole rained down on me. I gritted my teeth and groaned
, refusing to beg for mercy. Just as I was about to lose consciousness, my mother dropped the carrying pole, and I breathed a sigh of relief and passed out.

When I woke up, it was already dark. Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), my body felt like it was on fire. I reached out and touched myself a few times, only to find my younger brother
wasn't there. My mother was sitting in the corner of the kang, seemingly asleep.

I tried to turn over, but my limbs were too weak, and I fell back onto the bed. My mother woke up and moved to my side, her
face streaked with tears. She said, "You...you beast! How can you face our ancestors?"

I was speechless and turned my head away. My mother grabbed my hand relentlessly, shouting, "Say something!"
Then , she pressed her face against my hand and sobbed.

I quietly looked at my mother for a while, feeling a surge of heat throughout my body. In a moment of impulse, I reached out and began to unbutton my mother's
undershirt. My mother covered her face and cried, but she didn't stop me. My hand gently caressed my mother's breasts. Her
breasts were still so firm, and I could feel the throbbing of her body from her stiff nipples and areolas.

Suddenly, my mother grabbed my hand, pressed it against her cheek, rubbed it a couple of times, and kissed it. Then she pressed my hand to
her breast, her teary eyes looking at me as she softly said, "Mommy, this isn't good."

I gritted my teeth, turned to the side, and slipped my other hand inside her panties. There, the dam had already burst; I inserted my index finger
into her vagina and started probing.

My mother closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and let out seductive moans, passionately pulling my hand across her breasts and lower abdomen
.

I gradually forgot my pain, watching my mother become increasingly aroused, my desire erupting like a flood. I could no longer
restrain myself , clumsily pushing my mother down onto the bed and struggling to climb on top of her.

My mother mumbled incoherently, "No!" but cooperated with me as we removed our clothes, then
tightly gripped me with her arms and legs, squeezing my penis with her lower abdomen.

I immediately entered my mother's body, kissing her again. My mother hugged my buttocks tightly, and we rubbed against each other on the bed
. The excruciating pain fueled my lust, and I roughly
plowed into my mother's barren virginity, which had been neglected for so many years.

Finally, my mother let out a loud cry that drove me wild. I examined the condition of her vagina, and at
the moment she was about to climax, I ejaculated my thick semen into her womb.

Even after climaxing, my mother wouldn't let go of me, her legs tightly clamping one of mine, rubbing her labia against mine, and
kissing my neck and face passionately.

I wasn't satisfied either; one hand continued to tease my mother's nipples, while the other probed her anus. My mother
mumbled again, "I want it!"

I attacked my mother's virginity once more, this time entwining with her for a long while before she finally went limp,
muttering, "Mom was too rough, Mom loves you so much."

I was still panting on my mother's body when I heard this, and once again, I rose up and attacked her body.

My mother had no strength left. She placed her hands on my shoulders, her legs spread wide, allowing me to thrust into her. I
couldn't ejaculate, so I could only use my stiff penis to tear at her genitals. When I felt utterly exhausted, my mother also
fainted.

At this moment, the pain began to torment me. I groaned as I got up and sat on the edge of the bed to cool off.

My mother came to her senses and let out a suppressed wail behind me. I turned around and saw my mother curled up in a ball,
only her white buttocks, plump back, and a breast deformed from being squeezed open were visible to me. I reached out and grabbed
her breast, gently pinching her limp nipple with my fingers.

My mother was unmoved and cried even more bitterly.

Feeling bored, I gave up on teasing her, then got dressed and got out of bed. I glanced at my mother longingly
; she was still crying. I turned and walked out of the house. Old Chao called out to me a few times, and then my mother inside suddenly
burst into a piercing, blood-curdling cry.

Fortunately, there were few houses nearby, and no one paid attention to the young woman's cries in the quiet night. I thought my mother was using her cries to repent to
God and hope to keep me.

But how could I stay? I rushed back to the county town at dawn.

As the top scorer in the college entrance examination, I had the right to change my application and choose my school. I chose a
teachers' college . The school's admissions officer personally found me and was very satisfied with me. After learning about my family situation, I
received a scholarship from an education fund and a school grant. I finally didn't have to worry about money anymore.

I still lived in the school gatehouse, and people kept coming to see me. Some even came to find a son-in-law, which made
me both laugh and cry.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for the start of junior and senior high school.

My younger brother came to the county town and, after much trouble, found out where I was staying.

Seeing my younger brother, who had rushed over, I felt guilty. He brought me shoes,
clothes, and the three thousand yuan my mother had made for me. I didn't need these things, so I told him to take them back. Finally, my brother
asked me, puzzled, "Brother, why did Mom hit you?"

I was taken aback. He continued, "Mom has been crying a lot lately, saying she shouldn't have hit you, and she told you to visit
her before you leave."

I ignored his questioning look and fell silent. My brother quietly left, and I felt like I had a
weight on my heart.

The day I had to leave home was fast approaching. I used my savings to buy some decent clothes and household
items, and finally bought a train ticket, ready to embark on my new life.

Then, my homeroom teacher found me. With a stern expression, she led me to a secluded spot in the suburbs. We
sat back to back in silence. Suddenly, she asked me firmly, "What did you do to your mother?"

I didn't answer her. She raised her hand and slapped me, spitting, "Do you have any conscience? Doing
this to your own mother!" Then her eyes reddened, and she began to lament, "It's my sin! I can't face
teaching . How could I have raised such a little devil? I'll be punished by heaven!"

I couldn't bear it and hugged her. She threw herself into my arms and cried bitterly, letting her true feelings out. I gently unbuttoned her
clothes, pushed her down into the grass, and then pressed myself against her, letting her undress me.

She gasped and said to me, "I can't bear to part with you, you little devil. Your mother is so pitiful. She's aged several years in the past few days
... ah... ah..."

I worked hard and quickly brought her to ecstasy.

My homeroom teacher stayed in the county town with me until the day I left. On my last night, she hugged me
and kept . As dawn approached, she cried again and said to me in a choked voice, "Don't forget me. If you want me, come find me. Don't
go and ruin your mother's life!"

That's how I ended my middle school years and started my university life.

(02)

It took several transfers to get to university. I finally arrived at the holy land in my heart.

The school had a car to pick up the new students, and I arrived at the school smoothly. I was shocked by the school's grandeur and immediately
fell in love with it.

After queuing up to register and receiving my quilt and mattress, I sneaked into my new dormitory. Seven new friends were waiting for
me. After we settled in, we chatted about everything under the sun. University felt so good!

In the afternoon, a notice was posted on the blackboard, asking us to gather in the auditorium for the entrance ceremony. In the noisy auditorium
, the dean of students reported on the school rules and regulations and the class assignments. We gathered together by class to wait for
the class counselor to give a speech.

A graceful middle-aged woman approached us. Just as we mistook her for our counselor, she introduced herself with
a smile : "My name is Xu Wanlin, and I'm the Dean of Academic Affairs for your department. Your class counselor is Tian
Song, but he's currently studying out of town, so I'll be temporarily acting as his counselor. I hope we can
get along well during this time. Okay, everyone, please introduce yourselves!"

Teacher's colleges are clearly dominated by girls, and the majority of girls in our class immediately started chattering excitedly
.

Director Xu smiled and asked everyone to quiet down. Suddenly, she unexpectedly asked, "Who is Yu Gengsheng?"

I was taken aback and stammered for a moment. Countless pairs of fiery eyes were cast upon me. Director Xu carefully examined
me, then teased, "What a handsome young man! You're the only top scorer this year. My
husband has been praising you to the skies. Come on, introduce yourself to everyone."

It turned out that the admissions officer was her husband. I blankly introduced myself. Director Xu, seemingly unsatisfied,
instructed me, "Come with me after we're dismissed."

I was a little confused, but didn't say anything. Everyone followed suit with their self-introductions.

I noticed that the girls in the class were all showing off, which I found somewhat unappealing. I thought to myself: living in a class like this
probably wouldn't be very pleasant.

After the meeting, I followed Director Xu towards the administration building. Looking at the flamboyant director walking ahead of me, I couldn't help but
have some fantasies.

She took me to process the scholarship and financial aid procedures, then showed me around the school's various
facilities , before leading me to her office.

As soon as I entered the room, she turned me around, looked me over carefully, and exclaimed, "Indeed, a handsome young man!" Then, in a rather
suggestive manner, she patted my head and said, "Please sit down!"

I thought to myself, "The women who pat my head are all my subjects, could it be..."

Then I heard Director Xu say to me in a gentle voice, "The school values you highly and plans to have you
speak at the opening ceremony as a representative of the new students. You need to go back and prepare well. You will be the class monitor for this class, and you need to get to know
each classmate as soon as possible. If you encounter any difficulties in your work or life, feel free to come to me, understand?"

I nodded crisply, got up, and left the office. I vaguely heard Director Xu say behind me,
"Quite the idea!"

That evening, Director Xu came to inspect the dormitories. She chatted with us for a while, then took me
to see each dormitory one by one, introducing me as the class monitor to everyone.

When we entered the girls' dormitory, Director Xu turned around and said to me inexplicably, "You won't have the chance
to go in ."

I pondered the meaning behind those words.

As I passed by, girls screamed exaggeratedly, their screams echoing in front of and behind me. I
followed Director Xu with a blank expression, not looking to either side, into one of the girls' dormitories. The girls quickly
surrounded us inside. Director Xu chatted with them, while girls dressed very scantily cladly strolled around in front of me
. I wore a universally flattering smile, pretending to be oblivious.

After a while, the girls gradually turned their attention to me, while Director Xu watched me with a chuckle. One
self-satisfied girl asked sweetly, "What kind of person do you like?"

I replied with a half-smile, "A master chef!"

Then, I stared blankly at the girls laughing and hugging each other. Actually, all I saw was Director Xu sitting on a small
stool , laughing uncontrollably; her private parts were exposed, but she didn't realize it.

When we left, the girls from our class and other classes gathered at the dormitory entrance, said goodbye, and then
burst into , drawing boos from the boys' dormitory.

Director Xu suppressed a laugh, patted my head again, and joked, "You're quite the ladies' man."

I gave a sly smile in the darkness. Director Xu gave me a knowing look, waved his hand, and said, "Go back now!"
I acknowledged and left.

At the opening ceremony, I represented the new students, stammering out four sentences. The rarely seen
principal, sitting behind me, shook his head in disapproval, while the new and old students below burst into laughter.

After I stepped down from the stage and stood in my class's line, Director Xu walked up to me, both amused and exasperated, and questioned me, "Is
this how you prepared?"

I stared into Director Xu's eyes with a half-smile, saying nothing. Director Xu blushed slightly, then
said seriously, "You must understand, you are now a university student. You need to have a speech appropriate to your current status."
"Okay."

I felt like I'd been hit on the head, my mind went blank.

After the ceremony, the freshmen were left behind, and the school's Party Secretary announced that they would begin a month-long
military training, instantly stirring everyone's emotions.

Then, the Secretary announced the accompanying teachers and student leaders. I was to be
the class monitor of a new class comprised of two classes from my department and one class from another department. I had no ambition for official positions, so I felt somewhat
reluctant to accept this appointment.

After the meeting, Director Xu stopped me and said, "You were supposed to be the captain of the student team, but you ruined it yourself
!" I could only manage a bitter smile.

That's how I became known throughout the school. On my way to meals, girls would point and whisper about me; at the dinner table
, my roommate told me that several girls had asked him about me. We all found it hilarious and
laughed .

Just then, a girl with a ponytail came over with her food bowl, sat down at our table, looked me over carefully
, and then buried her head in her food.

We stared at the bold girl, somewhat taken aback, and lost our enthusiasm for teasing her. We quickly finished our meal and returned to our dorms.

The next day, we tidied up our belongings; in another day, we'd be taken to the mountains as a group.

In the evening, Director Xu's husband came to my dorm. I was overjoyed to see this mentor. He
took me to his home and treated me to a meal.

As soon as I entered, I saw Director Xu, carrying a spatula and wearing an apron, run to the kitchen, give me a blank
look , and then run back into the kitchen. Inside, there was a cute little girl doing her homework; she must be their daughter.

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