Are dormitory encounters about sex and love two sides of the same coin, or are they separate entities?

I'm a guy with low emotional intelligence. Despite being among the top students in my class and grade in terms of looks, physique, and academics, I
'm not popular with girls. So, by the end of the first semester of my freshman year, even the most strikingly beautiful girls in my class
were already taken, while I was still going back and forth between the classroom, the cafeteria, and the dorm alone.
I thought I was destined to be single for four years of university, but a romantic encounter in my dorm completely changed my
single situation, or rather, my sexually fulfilling university life.
It was the last month of the first semester, and everyone was busy cramming for exams,
including . The difference was that I was alone in the dorm, while my roommates were all in pairs—in the classroom, in the library,
um, or in hotels…
Thanks to my roommates, despite the early winter chill, the dorm was warm and cozy thanks to the air conditioning
, so I was only wearing a thin set of pajamas.
After lunch, I took my usual one-hour nap. Half-asleep, I heard the dorm door lock click, and through my
blurry vision, I saw my roommate, the third oldest, and his girlfriend walk in.
We've been living together for a semester now, and we've gotten along quite well. My roommates know I
hate , and after a few arguments, they've silently tolerated it, just as I tolerated them playing games all night
.
The third roommate isn't tall, is average-looking, quick-witted, has a sweet tongue, and comes from a wealthy family. Not long after starting school,
he won over the prettiest girl in the next class.
That girl isn't tall either, petite and delicate. Her privileged background has given her quite a bit of a spoiled brat
attitude. She's not a bad person, but I don't like her, so I keep my distance.
Still half-asleep, I roughly guessed they were there to get something, and turned to leave.
In the dim light, the class beauty suddenly whispered, "Why are you touching me? Didn't we agree to come get your
notes? There are other people in the room."
The third brother chuckled and whispered, "Don't you think this is more exciting? The fourth brother has a habit of taking a nap at noon. As long as you don't
disturb him, you can sleep soundly even if the sky falls! Besides, so what if he knows? He can't see it anyway, let him be drooling! Or,
do you want him to hear your moans, or see your smooth, white butt?"
The third brother's words were always lewd, especially after he won over the class beauty, his true nature was fully revealed, making the girl
both love and hate, ashamed and annoyed, yet also knowing the true taste.
From my philosophical perspective, the class beauty, who had been pampered since childhood, had probably never been exposed to such vulgar and obscene
methods. In addition to the novelty and excitement, there was also a rebellious sense of guilt, and even the hidden slight masochistic
psychology and exhibitionist pleasure that many girls have.
As roommates destined for four years of university, I had no reason to take advantage of the third roommate. I
didn't care ; I'd just treat it like a live broadcast.
So I continued to drift off to sleep. Sure enough, not long after, I heard the soft, melodious moans of the class beauty, comparable to a top model. Naturally
, my penis became erect, painfully constricted by my underwear. So, I quietly pulled my pajama bottoms and underwear down
to my knees under the thin blanket.
I didn't feel the urge to masturbate; it would be too embarrassing to be caught. Anyway, they'd be gone soon, and I'd be alone
all afternoon and evening.
Not long after, I suddenly heard the third roommate lewdly laugh, "You slut, is this exciting for you?"
The class beauty just kept moaning and wouldn't answer.
The third roommate continued, "Speak! If you don't speak, I won't fuck you!"
"No! Hurry! Keep going!" The class beauty didn't want to stop, but she also didn't want to answer.
"Damn, you're so fucking slutty! Tell me, is this exciting for you?" The third roommate seemed to have sadistic
tendencies .
"Tear...exciting!" The little girl finally couldn't resist her desire and gasped softly.
"Want more excitement!" The third brother laughed even more lewdly.
"Yes!" The little girl seemed to have lost her reason due to desire and answered without hesitation. Perhaps, she thought
she was just being penetrated more forcefully.
"Come on, let's go to the fourth brother's bed and do it!" The third brother's words were shocking!
"Ah! Are you crazy? Do you want to embarrass me to death?" The little girl still had her bottom line and resolutely refused.
"Are you going or not? You slut, I'll fuck you to death! Are you going or not?" The third brother seemed to be stimulated by this idea
and frantically fucked the little girl. The originally barely audible splashing sound suddenly turned into the
sound of waves crashing against the shore.
"No! I don't want to!" The little girl's mouth was weakly resisting as she was being fucked, but her body was being pulled towards my
bed.
It should be noted that my bed is not the upper bunk but the lower bunk. Because I didn't like sleeping in it, I changed
it with the teacher's permission. The upper bunk is my bookshelf, and the lower bunk is my bed.
Soon, I heard a heavy, suppressed moan coming from beside my bed.
Then, the mattress slowly sank in at my waist; it must have been the little girl's hands pressing down on it.
*Snap!* At that moment, the third brother turned off the dormitory light. Although the curtains were drawn, and the room was still
dimly lit, it was now a dark environment.
The third brother was very careful and gentle with the little girl, while I, aroused by her moans and gasps so close to my face, felt my
penis swell and was about to ejaculate.
So, I secretly opened a crack in my eye and saw the third brother
thrusting into the little girl's buttocks with his eyes closed, while she endured the stimuli that were driving her to the brink of collapse.
Suddenly, the little girl's hands went limp, and she fell headfirst into my crotch, slamming heavily against my rock-hard penis, which was so hard it
made the thin blanket look like a tent.
Although the young girl couldn't see clearly, the touch on her face made her clearly feel my large, thick penis. She
groaned heavily and immediately sat up again.
The third brother was in the middle of his vigorous thrusting and didn't notice the scene of the young girl's face hitting my penis.
Then, the young girl seemed to try desperately to break free from the third brother's ravaging, but the stimulating scene made the third brother
unable to stop , and he held the young girl down and continued to thrust.
After a while, the young girl seemed to have resigned herself to her fate, stopped struggling, and just looked at the trembling
tent in front of her, feeling ashamed and indignant.
I suddenly had an inspiration, remembering similar scenes in many adult films, so I slowly lifted
the thin blanket covering the young girl, so that my hard penis stood erect in front of her face, while the third brother was blocked by the young girl's
upper body and head and couldn't see it.
At first, the prettiest girl didn't notice my movements. It wasn't until she was exhausted from being fucked again and collapsed
onto my penis that she realized her delicate face had touched something.
She was about to scream when, in a moment of panic, I instinctively thrust my hips forward, my large glans
blocking the third brother forcefully slammed into her buttocks, causing her to lean forward. The combined
force forced my glans into her mouth.
I felt it—so tight, so warm, so soft—and a tongue involuntarily licking my glans.
The prettiest girl was stunned, frozen in place as the third brother thrust into her forcefully,
her mouth passively and laboriously performing oral sex on me. A thought suddenly flashed through her mind: "So big! It's stretching my mouth so much it's going to burst!" It was twice as thick and twice as long
as the penis currently inside her . 　　Slowly, the prettiest girl seemed to adjust to the shock of me having my penis in her mouth. She raised her head, spat out and then glared at me fiercely with her beautiful eyes, which I couldn't see clearly. 　　Thanks to Lao San's intentional or unintentional indoctrination of the prettiest girl to enjoy various adult films, she didn't have any morbid insistence on things like chastity. Especially this kind of behavior of seeking stimulation and having sex next to me, which itself implied the possibility of me discovering her, or even me having sex with her. 　　So, perhaps calculating that Lao San couldn't see her hand, the prettiest girl raised her right hand and grabbed the base of my penis. Although the prettiest girl used a lot of force, I felt like I was being held by a fleshy, soft hand, a completely different feeling from touching , which felt extremely comfortable. 　　Just then, Lao San suddenly increased the frequency of his thrusts. The prettiest girl and I both knew that he was about to ejaculate, so I quickly covered my penis with the blanket, and the prettiest girl cooperated, but her right hand, which was holding my penis , never let go. 　　Finally, Lao San ejaculated, panting like a hard-working ox. 　　"Phew! That was fucking good! You slut, did you enjoy it?" 　　After finishing, the third guy ignored the pretty girl and went to his desk and chair. He took off the condom, rested for a while, and then went to the bathroom to wash up. 　　The pretty girl watched as the third guy closed the bathroom door and then secretly said to me, "Wait for my call ." As she spoke, she gripped my penis tightly with her right hand. 　　With my manhood in someone else's hands, I dared not refuse. 　　So, the pretty girl also got up and tidied herself up. When the third guy came out, the two of them left together, chatting and laughing. 　　Sure enough, about ten minutes later, my WeChat suddenly vibrated. It was a message from the pretty girl: "Go take a shower now, your sweat almost killed me! I'll come to your dorm after the third guy and I finish eating." 　　I felt like I was still half asleep, wondering, "Are girls these days so open? Or is the pretty girl sexually promiscuous? Or do I really have some kind of charm that I don't even know I possess, attracting this married man?" 　　Thinking this, I still obediently got up and went to take a shower. I tried to comfort myself, even if it was just a prank, it was like taking an extra shower. But what if there was a chance? 　　An hour later, after an anxious wait, there was finally a gentle knock on the dorm door. Usually, no one knocked except the dorm supervisor; everyone just used their key to open the door. 　　I asked softly, "Who is it?" 　　No one answered. There was no more knocking. 　　I tiptoed to the dorm door, gently opened it, and saw a beautiful face —it was the class beauty who had just left. 　　"Why are you staring at me like that? Are you just going to let me stand here like this?" The class beauty seemed to know I lacked emotional intelligence and spoke up. 　　So I hurriedly invited her in. 　　"Where's Lao San?" I asked softly, feeling a bit guilty. 　　"He'll be back in a bit," the class beauty replied seriously. 　　Immediately, my face filled with disappointment, even a despair I didn't realize I had. 　　"Idiot! You believe everything I say? No wonder everyone says you're such a blockhead; even the guy who secretly likes you got lured away by someone else." The prettiest girl in class suddenly chuckled, lightly tapping my chest with her small hand, then walked over to my bed and sat down. 　　"What are you doing?" she asked, as if chatting with a friend. 　　"Studying, preparing for the exam!" I answered honestly. 　　"You're such a blockhead! Are you really stupid or just pretending? You won't even eat the meat that's been handed to you?" she suddenly scolded angrily. 　　"I...I...I..." Actually, I understood everything in my heart, but I just didn't know how to say it, and I didn't dare to make any move. I just stood there at the door, stammering with shame. 　　"Come here, sit next to me! You're so stupid!" she glared at me. 　　"Come on! I'm calling you! In this situation, you should answer: I'm thinking of you! Understand? Come on, show me." She took my hand and stared into my eyes. 　　"I...I..." I remember being drenched in sweat, unable to utter a word. 　　"I'll give you one more chance. If you don't tell me, I'm leaving. Tell me, what were you doing just now?" The class beauty's expression finally changed. Girls, after all, have self-respect, no matter the reason for being with a boy. 　　"I...I just took a shower...I...I was reading...I..." I felt my breathing quicken, almost suffocating. 　　"Go to hell! You deserve to be a virgin for life!" The class beauty was truly angry. She flung away my tightly held hand and got up to leave. 　　"I...I was thinking about you!" As the class beauty reached the dormitory door, I finally mustered the courage to whisper my true feelings. 　　"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly?" The class beauty gripped the dormitory doorknob, turned her head, glared at me fiercely, and shouted. 　　"I was thinking about you!" My voice returned to normal, but I still didn't dare look at her, keeping my head down. 　　"Look at me, and tell me loudly, what are you thinking?" The prettiest girl in class turned around, leaning against the dormitory door, a smug smile on her face. 　　"I want to fuck you!" Suddenly, a surge of blood rushed to my head, and I leaped out of bed, taking a step towards the prettiest girl in class.

I reached out and picked her up, turned around and came to my bedside. I threw her onto the bed roughly, then growled in a low voice,
"I want to fuck you! I want to fuck you to death!"
"You...you bastard! Let go! Let me go! I'm going to scream! I'm going to call for help! You actually
tried to rape me? I'm going to tell Lao San to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" The pretty girl on the bed seemed not to
have expected my sudden and crazy actions. She seemed frightened and struggled desperately, while growling in a low
voice.
"Scream! Scream! Even if I die today, I'll still fuck you!" My eyes were bloodshot, the veins on my forehead were
throbbing , and my penis was so hard it felt like it was going to burst through my pants. I growled like a beast in heat as I
stripped off my clothes and began to frantically tear at the pretty girl's clothes.
"Slow down! Gently! You bastard! What if someone sees you tearing it? You're such an idiot,
that's not how you unhook a bra! You bastard, be gentle, my breasts are about to be ripped off! Let go, I'll untie them!"
And so, as I frantically and clumsily tore at the prettiest girl's clothes like a wild beast, she cursed
me while obediently cooperating with me to undress her. Soon, her petite and exquisite body, the one I'd fantasized about
countless times was truly before me.
At this point, I was truly dumbfounded, panting heavily, not knowing what to do next.
All those theoretical adult films I'd watched tens of thousands of times were completely forgotten.
"What a greenhorn! I don't know what kind of girl would be interested in you. Come here, lie down, let
me have my way first." The prettiest girl looked at my body, stronger than the third brother's, especially my exceptionally large and thick
penis , her beautiful eyes revealing intense desire and longing, and pulled me down onto the bed.
Then, like a little mare, the pretty girl straddled my
waist, her two fair and smooth legs spread apart.
"Your cock is so big! Twice as thick and twice as long as Lao San's. You'd better be gentle. I've never done this with any other guy
besides Lao San." As she spoke, she grasped my
trembling penis with her right hand and parted her sparse, well-groomed pubic hair to reveal her tender, red labia majora and minora, exposing the
even more vibrant red flesh of her vagina.
So this is what a woman's real vagina is like, completely different from what you see in porn movies.
As I thought this, I saw the pretty girl guide my large glans towards her slightly open vaginal opening with her hand,
slowly lowering her slender waist.
When I saw my purplish-red, large glans press against the tender flesh of the pretty girl's red vaginal opening, a
hot , warm pleasure instantly spread throughout my body.
Then, the pretty girl also began to tremble, and then the thick love juice slowly overflowing from her vaginal opening
slowly enveloped the tip of my glans, and she began to thrust.
With a "squeak," like sucking on an ice cream cone, my glans
and half of my penis plunged into the little girl's warm, moist vagina amidst her soft moans.
"Ah! It's fucking thick! It's fucking long! It's fucking hard! It hurts like hell!" The little girl, seemingly
used to the third brother's verbal abuse, also started swearing.
At this moment, I seemed to suddenly have an epiphany. Ignoring the little girl's pain, I grabbed her slender waist with both hands and
thrust my hips upwards. My penis, like a spear, pierced completely
into the little girl's tender, narrow vagina.
"Ah! You bastard! You're killing me!" Amid the little girl's screams, I flipped her over, pinning her
beneath me, and frantically thrust my hips, slapping and pounding into the little girl's tender vagina.
Although I didn't ask if the prettiest girl had showered, after all, it was my first time having sex with a girl, especially one who had just finished having sex with
her boyfriend. Even though I'm not a germaphobe, I didn't want her to have any other smells,
even if they had used a condom.
But as soon as she entered the dorm, I smelled a fresh, clean scent from her shower. I
guessed she hadn't gone to lunch with Lao San; instead, she had gone to shower while I did, and she had washed herself
thoroughly.
So, I kissed the girl beneath me passionately, fucking her with my hard, large, and thick penis
, listening to her almost breathless moans. My pent-up desires of twenty years finally
found an outlet.
The girl didn't respond to my kisses, just enjoying my frenzied fucking, but she seemed to
have forgotten to remind me to put a condom on my penis before penetrating her.
And so, after fucking her for over twenty minutes, I roared like a lion, pressing my
hips her vulva and began to ejaculate powerfully.
The pretty girl seemed to have already had several orgasms, and was completely exhausted.
After ejaculating, I didn't immediately stop thrusting or pull out my penis. Instead, I
continued to thrust into the girl with my hard penis while enjoying the pleasure of ejaculation, until I became hard again.
"You're such a beast!" In the girl's helpless and embarrassed state, she began to endure my second frenzied fucking
.
This time, I began to truly enjoy the girl's body beneath me, no longer kissing, rubbing, or
thrusting wildly. Instead, I gently caressed the girl's entire body, gently kissing her face, neck, and tender breasts, gently
withdrawing and inserting, using my penis to feel the tightness, wetness, and smoothness of the girl's tender vaginal flesh.
In this way, the pretty girl and I made love wildly for the entire afternoon and the first half of the night, until the dormitory lights were about to be turned off, when
I carried her limp body and took her to the girls' dormitory building.
From then on, the pretty girl became my lover and sex partner. Not long after, the pretty girl
broke up , causing Lao San great pain.
As for the reason, it seems the youngest girl realized that physical sex and spiritual love are not the same thing. The third guy
merely satisfied her idealistic girlish heart, without letting her truly experience the pleasure of physical sex or
inner spiritual connection.
As for me, I seemed to satisfy her yearning for purely physical sex, but not her dream of a spiritual
love . So, during the next four years of university, the youngest girl had several more relationships, but she never
had sex with anyone other than me.
Meanwhile, the third guy found a new girlfriend, and seemingly cherished her more because of his previous experience.
And I, too, through the matchmaking of the prettiest girl in our class, started dating her best friend. I experienced that true
love and sex could be one and the same. My sexual relationship with the prettiest girl didn't lead me into a one-sided
infatuation.
So, it seemed I had obtained the pure sex and pure love that the prettiest girl had dreamed of. After completely controlling her best friend's
body and soul, and with the prettiest girl's careful planning, I took her virginity, and experienced the pure love she longed for deep
in her heart .
The prettiest girl's best friend became my wife after we graduated. The prettiest girl, however, married a wealthy businessman ten years her senior several years after graduation. Of course, we maintained a purely physical relationship
throughout , even after her marriage. 　　But these are all later stories; I'll tell you about them when I have the chance!

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