Love between the legs

I think we met in a chat room or something, but the specifics are a blur. At the time, she was a nursing student at medical school. I have many online students, but for some reason, very few are medical students, even though our local medical university is quite prestigious. It was a winter afternoon, almost dark, and I was bored, so I thought I'd meet up with one of my online friends. I wasn't thinking about anything like sex then, just touching and hugging. After asking about her, I thought she was alright, so I invited her to a movie. She told me the location and seat number of the internet cafe, and I went. Back then, watching movies was my main pastime after meeting people online. Sitting together in the dark was good for all sorts of things, except for sex. When I got to the internet cafe, my first impression of her was so-so. She looked like a primary school student, not particularly pretty, but not ugly either. I remember she was wearing a blue down jacket. After leaving, we took a taxi to a movie theater I was familiar with on Hongqi Street. During the movie, of course, there were hugs, kisses, and touching. I remember she was very wet down there. Afterwards, we left and went our separate ways. That time, she didn't leave much of an impression on me; she was just a young elementary school student. I didn't ask her out again after that, only occasionally exchanging greetings online.

About two years later, I saw her online again and chatted briefly. I learned she was already interning at a hospital. Feeling bored, I asked her to meet up again. This time, we didn't go to the movies, but instead met at a Korean restaurant, like friends. She seemed to hesitate at first but eventually agreed, as there weren't many decent places to eat near Guilin Road at the time. When she appeared before me, even though we hadn't seen each other for a long time, I recognized her immediately. The ugly duckling of yesteryear had transformed into a beautiful swan, much more attractive and sexy than before. Her expression, hairstyle, and clothing were all vastly different from the last time we met. I think this was probably due to the influence of her surroundings after starting work (after her internship, she was practically working and getting a salary). That meal lasted about two hours, during which we talked a lot—about her classmates, colleagues, and things at the hospital. It felt like our relationship had progressed significantly; we were no longer just ordinary online strangers. From the way she looked at me, I could tell she liked me a lot, and I liked her too—a young, healthy, and generous girl! Besides, I seem to have had a nurse complex since I was little; I genuinely feel that nurses are all good girls! Of course, I know that's not always the case, but even today, whenever I see a young nurse, I can't help but glance at her a few more times.
Last time we had dinner, we exchanged phone numbers and kept in touch via text message. It happened to be during the Spring Festival; her family was from Gongzhuling, and she wouldn't be back until the 15th of the first lunar month. Once, during a text chat, her phone ran out of credit, and I immediately went out and topped up her phone with 100 yuan. In short, we got along very well. I thought, this is what dating is all about! Of course, we both knew we weren't in that kind of relationship. It must have been the 16th of the first lunar month that year, the day she returned but hadn't officially started work yet, we arranged to meet again. I picked her up from the hospital first; she had already moved to the hospital dormitory. We had already agreed to go dancing in the morning. Back then, dance halls were still quite popular with young people, unlike now where they're mostly older women and lecherous men. After dancing for a while, she said she was tired and asked if I should call her roommate to come dance with us, but I refused. I don't know if this led to my first one-night stand or if it cost me the chance to meet another girl. We stayed a while longer, and around noon, we went out for lunch. We had roast beef and discussed what to do next, quickly agreeing to watch a movie! Even as we sat in the movie theater, I still didn't expect this time to be any different from the past. The TV was turned on, the discs were put on, and that was basically it. I started kissing the nurse... She was wearing a chunky knit sweater that day, with a bra underneath. It was strange; didn't she feel cold or itchy?

After trying a few different positions, I picked her up and had her straddle me. When we kissed again, my hands involuntarily reached down from both sides of her waist, perhaps resembling the act of pulling down her pants. She cooperated almost without hesitation (or rather, proactively) as I pulled down her own pants, along with her outer pants, thermal underwear, underpants, and panties! After the pants were off, she returned to her embrace, her eyes seemingly half-closed, murmuring, "Slow down." Although I've met up with many online acquaintances before, and kissed and touched most of them, I've never really thought about sleeping with them. Haha, pretty old-fashioned, right? In this situation, as a healthy man, my mind went completely blank. I quickly pulled my pants down to my thighs, aimed my erection at her sensitive spot, and then held her lower back, pressing her against my body. It was tight inside! And very wet! When I kissed her tongue again, I felt a spasm in her body! In that instant, I felt as if I lost consciousness, my soul leaving my body and floating away! Before I could even thrust once, we finished having sex. She seemed very satisfied; after I ejaculated, she clung tightly to me for a long time, as if exhausted, her body trembling occasionally.

It was a mess; neither of us had brought any tissues. When we got dressed and went out, we discovered that the door to the movie theater room was simply closed, without any interlocking mechanism. I clearly remember running into two pretty girls in the restroom (the men's and women's sinks were shared). I wondered if they had just had sex too. After

that, we contacted each other much less. We became familiar with each other's bodies, but also much more distant. About a few weeks later, one afternoon, it felt like springtime; we could finally take off our heavy winter coats. Out of boredom, I texted her, "What are you doing?" She replied that her mother had come a few days ago and was leaving, and she was seeing her off at the station. She asked if I needed anything, and I said I missed her. She replied, "I'll be free after 4 pm; you can book a place." We seemed to have reached a kindred spirit; now, meeting meant having sex! I arranged to meet her in front of the Sun Moon Lake Bathing Center, and I had prepared condoms beforehand; I wasn't comfortable trusting a girl like that. We met at the entrance, took numbers, and reserved a private room upstairs before heading to our respective bathing areas. When I entered the room, she was already inside, sitting on the edge of the bed watching TV. From her flustered eyes, it was clear her mind wasn't on the show. I locked the door, pulled her close, embraced, and kissed her, while simultaneously removing my pajamas and underwear. After a while of naked intimacy, I kissed her breasts, then lower, lower still, until I reached the depths of her pubic area… Then I knelt on the bed, and she knelt before me, her arms wrapped around my thighs, sucking on my erect penis, moaning and stroking it. It felt like a mix of pleasure and pain… After a moment, I unplugged and put on a condom, pressed her down, and calmly penetrated her… In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out… I climaxed… I changed condoms and went again… In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out

, in and out… After the nth position, I climaxed again… The whole process was speechless. After we showered, we went our separate ways.

We haven't contacted each other by text message since, and we rarely talk online. Years later, I saw on her IP that she was in Shenyang. We chatted briefly and learned she had gone to work there. Since then, I don't know which of my friends is her, or even if she still exists.

Years later, someone online wrote a poem: "Love is between the legs, passion is before bed." Perhaps this is an eternal truth. In any case, the first online friend I had sex with is someone I will always cherish.
[The End]

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