[The Story of Me Sleeping with a Girl Who Had a Boyfriend] (Continued)

I've been with about twenty women in total. Five of them were prostitutes I met at nightclubs,

three or four were casual acquaintances, and the remaining ten or so were either girlfriends or classmates. I was most interested in classmates and friends. I didn't really feel much for prostitutes

; what I found most enjoyable was the process of turning an initially reserved girl into a slut . 　　Today I'll talk about a girl who had a boyfriend. 　　She was a junior in my university, quite sweet-looking, 166cm tall, with beautiful legs. I met her on the school's intranet, and I also knew her boyfriend. She often showed off her beautiful legs, and as a leg fetishist, this was irresistible to me. 　　I often chatted with her, acting like an older brother. Later, we gradually became closer, and she would initiate conversations with me about some things. Then we'd ask each other out for dinner, and afterwards, we'd go shopping. One time, I decided to test the waters. I asked her to go to the movies, and she agreed. I thought I had a chance. 　　To make a long story short, as the movie progressed, I put my arm around her. She resisted a little but didn't pull away. After a while, I tried to kiss her, but her mouth remained closed. I kissed her for a bit, then moved to her ears and neck, whispering in her ear how beautiful she was and how comfortable it felt to hold her. She hesitated, saying it wasn't right, but when I kissed her again, I easily pried open her mouth and we started a French kiss. Then, slowly, my hands began to touch her breasts, but she stopped me when I tried to slip them inside. I didn't want to rush things, so I kept it through her clothes. 　　Feeling how naturally she kissed me, occasionally even sticking her tongue out, I suddenly stopped and said, "Let's enjoy the movie!" Playing hard to get, haha. 　　About twenty minutes later, I kissed her again and started touching her thighs. Seeing that she didn't stop me, I slowly moved my hand inside her skirt, and she became increasingly proactive in returning my kisses. Finally, I touched her most sensitive spot; I could feel it was quite wet even through her lace fabric. She quickly squeezed her legs together, pushed my hand away, and said, "Don't do that." 　　I immediately stopped and said, "Okay, let's watch a movie!" Then I kissed her. Wow, just kissing, touching her breasts through her clothes, and she was already wet down there—good stuff! 　　After leaving the movie theater, I didn't mention what had just happened. We talked about school and told jokes, and she pretended to be calm, acting as usual. Back at school, I said, "It's not too late yet, let's buy a drink and sit in the gazebo in that little grove over there." She agreed. I already knew there was a gem nearby 　　, a stone bench surrounded by trees, with dim streetlights in the distance. I said, "The pavilion is too big, it feels a bit strange with just the two of us. Let's go somewhere else ?" So we went and sat down to chat. 　　There were a lot of mosquitoes in the summer, and she was bitten after only a short while. I said, "I have a solution." Before she could answer, I picked her up and put her on my lap, saying, "This way, I'll hold you, and the mosquitoes will all bite me." She struggled a few times, but I held her tightly and said, "Let's chat a little longer before going home." Then I whispered in her ear how pretty she was , asking if she was the prettiest in her class. Then I suddenly started kissing her, holding her with one arm and pressing to prevent her from moving her head. 　　This time, she didn't resist much when I put my hand inside her clothes, and finally just symbolically placed her hand on the back of my hand and let me touch it. Her nipples became erect in no time. I pulled her shirt collar down to her shoulders and started licking them. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, closed her eyes, and didn't say a word. After licking for a while, I put my hand inside her skirt, and she didn't resist. However, I didn't have a condom that day, so I couldn't do anything. Instead, I pulled her hand over and put it inside my pants, guiding her small hand to stroke me up and down. 　　After doing this for a few minutes, I whispered in her ear, "Does it feel good?" She didn't answer me. After a while , she asked me, "Are you comfortable?" Haha, I said, "So-so, it's hard to stay hard, but I'm glad ." She asked me, "Do you men only feel good when you do 'that'?" At that moment, I made a decision in a flash: I can't rush things, so I replied, "Not necessarily, there are many other methods, like using your hands or your mouth." 　　She said very softly, "Didn't I just use my hand to help you?" 　　I said, "Hmm, that was pretty good. But that's not the most comfortable. The most comfortable is using your mouth." After a couple of seconds , I said, "Hey, how about you help me, give me oral sex?" 　　She hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know how." 　My burning desire grew stronger and stronger, and I said, "I'll teach you. It's like sucking on a lollipop, but don't let your teeth touch it, use your tongue and lips to suck." Then I quickly pulled her down from my lap and unzipped my pants. She hesitated a bit, so 　　I said, "Give it a try, consider it helping me out." Then I pressed down on . Actually, it wasn't very comfortable for a novice like her, but the sense of accomplishment from looking down at her was indescribable. 　　Later, to make it more comfortable, I also used my waist to move back and forth. When I was about to ejaculate, I didn't want to give her a bad , so I helped her up and had her straddle my lap and kiss her (I didn't mind her mouth having just sucked my penis). My penis was pressed against the base of her thighs, and soon I ejaculated, getting it all over her panties, legs, and skirt. 　Then it was time to clean up the mess. She told me she felt really guilty, and I couldn't help but comfort her. For 　　the next few days, I didn't dare ask her out again, because she must have felt guilty. I just chatted with her online occasionally, showing concern and even ordering takeout for her. She told me her roommate thought her boyfriend had sent it and told me not to send . 　　About two weeks later, she went home for a few days. When she returned, I said to her, "You must be tired from your trip, and you have luggage. I'll drive to the airport to pick you up and take you back to school." So she told her boyfriend to wait for her at school. 　　At noon, she was going to have lunch with her boyfriend, and I said, "How about I treat you to dinner tonight?" She agreed. 　　During dinner, I felt she didn't have any particular feelings for me. After dinner, back at school, I said I'd just take a walk. As we walked...

I deliberately walked back to where we'd been before, and she didn't say anything. Then we sat down again and chatted. Suddenly, I looked at her

without saying anything, and she asked me what I was doing. I said, "You're so beautiful!" and kissed her. She was caught off guard and struggled, but

I held her down.

To make a long story short, when she was very wet down there and looked like she was enjoying it, I lifted her up and straddled her on my

lap. I took out my penis, held it, and rubbed it against her through her panties. I slowly took out a condom from my wallet and put it on.

I believe she knew what I was doing and what I wanted to do, but she didn't object. She just held me and breathed softly.

I slowly pulled her panties down a little and slowly entered her. She moaned. After a few dozen thrusts, I

said, "Can you take off your panties?" She didn't answer, and I knew she had tacitly agreed, but I deliberately asked her again, "

Can you take them off? It'll feel better that way." I just wanted her to answer me. 1024xp.com

She whispered, "Mmm." I helped her stand up, deliberately lifting her skirt to pull down her dark green panties

. Seeing that she was wearing a pleated skirt, which was quite convenient, I stood up, had her hold onto the back of the chair, and entered her from behind.

Then, after about ten minutes of fucking, 　　I ejaculated . Outdoor sex is so exciting!

Later, I went to her hometown once and spent the whole day in a hotel. After that, she probably really felt

guilty, and she didn't go out alone with me as often.

Continued

********** ... Since the more exciting stories were mostly covered in the previous post 　　, this one is slightly fictional . Please forgive me . 80 % 　　is true. Thank you for your support . 　　********** ... My English is quite good (I graduated with a bachelor's degree from mainland China and then studied in the US). I'm not usually very enthusiastic about school activities, but I thought she would be there this time, so I decided to give it a try. However, at first, I didn't know how to create an opportunity to sleep with her again, so I just took it one step at a time. 　　During the competition, she was a staff member, and I would occasionally find opportunities to chat with her, but I handled it well, avoiding anything too intimate, just casual conversation. Her boyfriend was sometimes there too, and I would chat with him like a normal friend. Sometimes she and her boyfriend would do some affectionate things, and seeing this, I thought I absolutely had to sleep with her again, to make her moan under me. 　　As the competition progressed, I kept advancing, but I couldn't find an opportunity to be alone with her, and I was so anxious! Luckily, my English is very good, and I won even without much preparation. Finally, we reached the finals, where three contestants competed for the championship, runner-up, and third place. The organizers wanted to film a promotional video for the three of us. Some scenes were filmed on campus, and some were in a small auditorium at the School of Foreign Languages, while others were filmed off campus. However, we all went together and returned together. She left as soon as she got back to school , which made me really angry… 　　On the last day of filming, I came up with a plan and decided to try it. I said I was feeling very unwell and asked them to film the other two people first, and I would go back the next day for reshoots. Because I insisted, they had no choice but to agree. 　　Then I texted Q saying, “I’m really not feeling well, I’m sorry to trouble you all again tomorrow . Perhaps you could talk to them and ask them to reduce the number of people coming, and have one or two of you come to help me film a bit, it ’ll be quick, no need to make a big fuss.” 　　She said, “Okay, I’ll talk to them later. You get some rest.” 　　Haha! She wouldn’t have guessed that I deliberately wanted fewer people to create more opportunities. The next 　　day, we agreed to start shooting in the evening. To stall for time, I arrived close to 7 pm, lying to them that I had just gone to the hospital, but it was crowded and I was delayed. Today, she was wearing a white lace-trimmed t-shirt, through which you could vaguely see her pink bra. She wore a light green pleated skirt, about 20 centimeters above her knee, and light blue low-heeled sandals. 　　What I like most about her is that she likes to wear these flowing pleated skirts; I think they're sexier than denim miniskirts . Actually, formal skirts and pencil skirts would be better, but as a student, I generally wouldn't wear those. When I saw her, even if I were truly sick, my penis would still be hard. But I quickly regained my composure and started shooting with them. 　　That day, it was just her, another cameraman, and me—three people in total. I won't go into the details of the shooting process; there weren't any highlights. After the shoot, I said, "Because of me, you guys even made a special trip to [website name] today, so I'll treat you to dinner ." Everyone agreed. 　　It was almost 8:30 when we started eating. I wasn't actually very familiar with the male photographer, but I wanted to prolong the time, so I kept trying to find topics to talk about and even ordered two bottles of wine. Around 9:45, we finally prepared to leave, feeling "unsatisfied." 　　After paying the bill, I suddenly said, "Oh no! I can't find my dorm key." They looked at me with some surprise , and after a couple of seconds, I said, "I remember now, during the shoot, I felt uncomfortable having a bunch of keys in my pocket..."

I took it out and put it aside; I probably forgot the key when I left. Q, you have the key to your college's small auditorium,

right? Why don't you come with me to get it?" (Actually, I had deliberately left the key there.)

The male student said, "Oh, good that you remembered. I won't go then; I need to go back and edit photos."

Q said, "Oh, let's go then, I'll go with you to get it."

Haha! The first step to success was taken. I happily walked with Q towards their college; the whole plan was already

formed in my mind, it all depended on whether my impromptu performance would succeed.

We arrived at the auditorium, I found the key where I had mentioned, and then said, "Let's go back!" After taking only two steps, I suddenly clutched my stomach and said, "Ouch! My stomach feels a little uncomfortable." Then I sat down on a chair,

clutching my stomach .

It was getting a bit hot, and the auditorium wasn't air-conditioned, so it was stuffy. We

were both sweating a little, and when I pretended to be in pain, she thought I was sweating from the pain.

Q quickly pulled up a chair next to me and asked with concern what I was doing and if I needed to go to the hospital. I said, "

No need , the doctor said I'm basically fine today, but maybe I drank a little alcohol earlier. I just need to rest.

Is there any hot water here? Could you get me some?" Q said, "Okay, okay," and turned to go to the college office

to get water.

I mentally went over my plan again. After she came back, I drank some water and pretended

to rest, clutching my stomach. The auditorium was really hot, and with the hot water, I was sweating quite a bit. Q took out a tissue and handed it to me.

In a slightly mischievous tone, I said, "Wipe it for me!" Q actually wiped the sweat from my forehead and face. Haha,

the test was successful! Then I said, "You're so kind. Give me a tissue." After she handed it to me, I quickly

reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She was startled and hurriedly pushed my hand away, saying, "No need, I'm not

sweating much. Don't do this..."

Looking at her flushed face, slightly shy expression, and the large expanse of her snow-white thighs

tightly pressed together under her miniskirt, I couldn't resist. I pulled her over and made her sit on my lap, whispering in her ear, "Q, it

's been so long since I've talked to you alone."

"Don't do this, we can talk while sitting down."

"You've become even more beautiful since I last saw you. Such a beautiful girl taking such good care of me, I just

want to hold you tight."

"Oh, no, that's not good. And aren't you feeling unwell?"

"I'll be fine after resting for a while. Don't move, it'll be hard for me to recover if you keep moving."

"So what do you want to say? Hurry up and say it!" She indeed stopped moving, lowering her head, not daring to look at me.

I pulled her hand up to rest on my shoulder, then hugged her and chatted with her about fairly normal

things. I felt her body gradually relax, leaning against me. My penis remained hard and

throbbing; I'm sure she could feel it too.

After about ten minutes, we finished our conversation and fell silent.

After a few seconds, I said, "Can I kiss you?"

"No, no, my boyfriend would be in big trouble if he found out."

"Just a kiss, just a quick touch on the lips. I like you so much. If you won't be my girlfriend, then let me kiss you

!"

She didn't say anything, so I gently brought my lips to hers, touched them briefly, and then looked at her. She kept her head down, and

seeing that I wasn't moving or speaking, she looked up and asked, "What are you doing? Let's go after we're done kissing!"

I said, "Are you unhappy? I'm not forcing you." (Actually, I knew she wasn't

unhappy; I was just saying that on purpose.)

She lowered her head and said, "I'm not unhappy. Don't overthink it."

I said, "Then lift your head

and let me take a good look at you!" She slowly raised her head, met my gaze, and looked a little confused. Without delay, I kissed

her , easily prying open her lips and sending my tongue and saliva into her mouth. She struggled slightly before we

started French kissing.

Her tongue was very soft, intertwining with mine, and occasionally it would even actively slip into my mouth to respond to

me. I knew she was aroused, not just physically, but probably emotionally too. So, I

slowly slipped my hand inside her clothes, discovering that her pink bra was front-opening. With a gentle tug,

her breasts were exposed.

My left hand held her, while my right hand alternated between kneading her breasts and gently pinching and pressing her

nipples. One of her nipples immediately hardened. After a while, I switched to the other breast, and that nipple was also hard. I thought to myself, "This is a one-off," and who knows if I'll ever have another chance. So, I decided to humiliate her both

verbally and physically . 　　I said, "Stand up, let me take a good look at your breasts." Then I helped her to her feet, and she didn't resist. I had her hold onto my shoulders, pushed up her clothes, and began to knead and lick them. In the dim light , watching her with her eyes closed, brows slightly furrowed, legs seemingly squeezed together but actually standing limply, I prepared to fuck her. 　　I stood up, picked her up and placed her on the table, knelt down and kissed her, unzipping my pants with one hand, pulling out my rock-hard penis, and pulling her hands to touch it: "Is it big? Is it hard?" She didn't answer. 　　"Help me with it," I said, and she slowly began to stroke it up and down. 　　After a few more minutes of intimacy, I softly said, "I want to make love to you." She shook her head. I said, "I really want it, making love with you is so comfortable, I keep reliving it." She said very softly, "No, what if someone walks by and sees?" Hearing this, I became even more excited; she basically agreed to make love to me in this "semi-outdoor" place . Slut!

"Wait a minute." I got up and quickly locked the door and turned off the light. "That way no one will bother 1024xp.com

." Then I inserted myself again. So tight! Has she not been with her boyfriend lately? Haha!

After a few thrusts, she suddenly said, "You're not wearing a condom! This won't do!"

"Don't worry, I'll be careful not to ejaculate inside you. Your boyfriend always wears condoms, right? You

've never tried direct contact sex before, it feels good, doesn't it?" Actually, I was wearing one, but tonight 1024xp.com

was going all out, just wanting to have a good time.

Then I kissed her while thrusting, and she became more and more cooperative, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist, moaning

softly . After about twenty minutes of fucking, I felt like I was about to ejaculate, so I pulled out and ejaculated all over her.

1024xp.com To make a long story short, then of course she had to go back to her dorm! But everything was under my control. It was already 11 PM,

and the dorm was closed. It would be a hassle to get the dorm manager to open it. I said, "I'm preparing for a competition, so I

rented a place outside. Let's rest there tonight! Besides, you're covered in sweat (and actually, you're covered in semen too). The dorm's

power's off, and the water heater isn't working. How are we going to shower without hot water?" She reluctantly agreed to come to my place with me.

Actually, it wasn't rented for the competition; I just rented it this afternoon. Haha! The plan worked perfectly. Tonight, I was going

to have my way with her.

On the way, I made her call her roommate and say she was out with her boyfriend and wouldn't be coming home. She had no choice but

to do it .

As soon as we entered the room, I put her bag aside, pressed her against the wall, and started kissing her. Once inside, she

let go and hugged me, kissing me passionately. I took off her clothes and bra, ripped off her already soaked matching

pink silk panties, lifted her legs, and thrust into her hard. I regularly play sports and have good strength and stamina.

I grabbed her thighs and pinned her against the wall while I fucked her. Her moans grew louder and louder, and after a while, I

ejaculated!

Then I said, "Shall we take a shower together?" She said shyly, "No!" I dragged

her into the bathroom, pulled off her skirt, and stripped naked myself before starting to shower.

In the warm shower, Q and I kissed passionately, and then I said, "Give me a blowjob!" She obediently

squatted down, took my penis, and put it in her mouth. Ah! So good! Since we had just finished, my penis wasn't as sensitive

, and her oral skills weren't superb. I let her do it for a while, then helped her up and said, "Let's go rest

!" She nodded shyly.

After drying myself off, I took out a pair of underwear and changed, gave her one of my t-shirts, and said, "Your bra

and panties are soaked, so wear a skirt and clothes!" (She definitely knew her bra was soaked because it was covered in my

semen, and her panties were covered in her own vaginal fluid. My blatant verbal humiliation felt so good!)

We chatted on the bed for a while, and then I got hard again, so I started touching her. After touching her for a while, I said, "I'm hard again

, let's make love again!"

"Aren't you tired?"

"Do you want it?"

"If you're tired, then forget it!"

"Do you want it?"

She nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Then I can't be tired! Tonight I'll make you feel completely comfortable!" Then I rolled over, took off my underwear, and

rubbed my glans against her bare vulva, while my other hand teased her nipples.

"Should I go in?" I asked, but she didn't answer. I inserted it a little, then pulled it out, repeating this several times.

Her thighs, wrapped around my waist, tightened noticeably, and her hips wiggled slightly.

"Do you want me to go in?" I asked again, and she nodded.

"Say something! Do you want me to go in?"

"Mmm, gently..." she whispered.

It was so exciting! I thrust it all the way in at once, and she cried out, hugging me tightly. I started thrusting, nine shallow thrusts followed

by one deep one.

"Do you want me to go faster or deeper?" I asked, but she ignored me. I increased the speed, but

not deeply, and asked, "Does it feel good?" She nodded. I slowly thrust in all the way, asking, "Does this

feel good ?" She nodded again.

"Then say something, do you want me to go faster or deeper?" I said,

thrusting . She started moaning loudly, her hands gripping my back tightly, without saying a word.

"Tell me what feels good, and I'll serve you well tonight." 1024xp.com

"Like this, so good..."

"Do you want it deeper or faster? Tell me clearly."

"Faster! Deeper! Ahhhhh..." 1024xp.com

My penis couldn't help but get hard to its limit, and I started thrusting rapidly. 1024xp.com

After doing this for a while, I said, "Let's change positions." Then I lay down and let her sit on top of me: "I'll rest

for a bit, you move up and down, do whatever feels good." Then she consciously started moving up and down.

I held her breasts and said, "This position is called Guanyin Sitting on a Lotus, do you know it?" 1024xp.com

She shook her head.

"Didn't your boyfriend teach you that name?" 1024xp.com

She shook her head.

"Have you tried it?"

She shook her head again, her hair swaying with her body, she was already in a daze...

After a while, I turned her over, made her kneel, and I entered her from behind. After a few dozen thrusts, I cupped her

breasts and kneaded them, whispering in her ear, "Am I good?"

She nodded.

"Tell me, say I'm good, so I can get harder and stronger!"

"Mmm, you're so good! It feels so good..."

Satisfied, I fucked her for another ten minutes before finally ejaculating. 1024xp.com

Later, we slept for a while, and in the morning, facing the sunlight, we had another round. Because

I hadn't taken off her pleated skirt while we were doing it, there were still liquid stains on the light green skirt, but she couldn't do anything about it.

I had no choice but to put it on.

I went with her to breakfast, but she said she was afraid others would see, so she went back by herself. As for me, I went back to my dorm and slept for most

of the day—I was so tired!

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