A heartbroken girl on the bus

I'm a student studying in Shenkeng, renting an apartment off-campus. It's not far from Muzha MRT station, so I often

take the MRT to the city center on weekends to shop. That evening, I went to Guanghua to buy

some things and returned to Muzha MRT station. Around 7 PM, I went to the bus stop opposite Muzha MRT station

to wait for the bus home.
There weren't many people waiting for the bus. In front of me was a woman with light makeup, wearing a burgundy tight-

fitting short skirt and a tank top (a revealing top), with a short-sleeved shirt over it, and a red leather bag slung over her shoulder.

She was about 165 cm tall with long hair. Due to the dim lighting and her head being lowered, I couldn't tell her age,

but her daring outfit clearly showed she had a good figure! At the time, I didn't have any impure thoughts; I

simply thought, "She's a really nice woman." However, I could feel her body trembling slightly; I didn't

know if she was enduring something or crying.
Then the bus arrived. Only the two of us boarded at this stop, but the bus seemed almost full,

with only two seats left in the last row. Since I had to sit until the last two stops, and I didn't want to stand for so

long, she chose a window seat, and the seat next to her became my only option.
I tried to doze off on the bus, but about ten minutes after the bus left the MRT station, my phone

rang . It was the woman. She picked up the phone and, after a few words, started yelling, "What? You're

at Muzha MRT station now? Too late! I've already left! You made me wait for over two hours without

calling What's the point of calling now?" Everyone around seemed startled by her sudden outburst, but

I, who was dozing next to her, was the most surprised.
"Car broke down? Phone dead? What kind of excuse is that! No public phone nearby? You're clearly

messing around with that other vixen! And you're using lame excuses like a dead phone or a broken-down car!"
Looks like she'd had a fight with her boyfriend… I shook my head with a wry smile.
"Shut up! We broke up! Go find that vixen and go to a hotel! Don't tell me all this!" She

angrily hung up, turned off her phone, and threw it back into her purse. Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed softly

. It seemed she had been holding back her tears at the bus stop
. After she had sobbed for a while, I nosyly handed her a pack of tissues: "Your makeup will smudge

, wipe your tears."
She looked up at me, and I was stunned. Good heavens… what a beautiful girl…

She looked to be around 20. Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows were a pair

of captivating eyes, still brimming with charm despite the tears. A delicate nose and cherry-red lips graced her face, which, though smudged, still

revealed pure, oval shape beneath the light makeup. Seriously… what was that guy thinking? How could he stand up

such a beautiful girl? Looking further down, I couldn't help but swallow hard. Although I couldn't see the girl's cleavage through her short vest

, judging from her firm breasts under the tight fabric, I'd estimate it to be

around . Her thighs, exposed under her tight skirt, were even more rounded, full, and flawless… Good heavens…

was that guy even a man? How could he stand up such a pretty, well-built girl?

He's no …
Of course, staring at her chest and thighs like that was quite rude, so I quickly looked away and focused on her

face.
She hesitated for a moment, then took the tissue and whispered, "Thank you."
I also tactfully turned my face away; after all, watching a girl wipe away tears was rather impolite.
We didn't speak again. By this time, the bus had passed about four-fifths of the stops, with only

two or three . I was about to press the stop button when she pressed it first. I was slightly taken

aback, since my stop was quite remote, with only a few apartment buildings nearby.

Did she live in that community too? She looked surprised to see me getting off at the same stop.
After getting off the bus, she asked, "Excuse me... do you also live in the XX community?"
I nodded, "Yes..."
She continued, "But I've lived here for three years, how come I've never seen you?"
I smiled, "Because my unit is rented to students, there's a lot of turnover, and senior students

' lives are quite irregular, of course you haven't seen me!"
She said, "Oh... are you a student at the nearby XX University?"
I smiled and nodded, "Yes... I'm a senior..."
She asked, "So... do you live alone?"
I replied, "Yes... I share an apartment with a classmate, but I live in a suite by myself."
"So... today..." she hesitated, "Are your classmates going out today?"
"It's the weekend, those guys have probably all gone home!" I thought for a moment, "Those guys all live in

Taipei , they're all seniors, they don't have many classes a week, but they refuse to take the bus, though they do go home every week."
"So... tonight... can I stay here for one night?" she suddenly asked.
"Uh..." That request really startled me.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted or interested after such a beautiful woman asked to stay in my room for the night. But...
"Miss, don't you live in this neighborhood? Why don't you go home?"
Yes, that's the key point. She and I live in the same neighborhood, a small community made up of several buildings

! Seriously, sharing a room with such a beautiful woman with a great figure for the night—I'd be a

fool not to sleep with her. But we're not boyfriend and girlfriend, and I'm only renting for a year.

What will she do when I go back to the south? And if something goes wrong after sleeping with her, it'll be easy for her to hold me responsible...
I'm not stupid enough to sleep with my neighbor unless I'm moving out immediately.
But even so, as we walked and talked, we quickly arrived

at the elevator on the first floor of the building where my classmate and I rented an apartment. I opened the elevator and went in, and she followed... I pressed the button for my

floor.
"I... I told my family today... I agreed to stay at my boyfriend's house... It's too

embarrassing ..." she said, blushing.
"Uh... just for this reason..." My face immediately darkened like Maruko's.

This was the reason?
"Oh dear... I'd feel embarrassed anyway..." Her face grew redder and redder.
"Don't you feel ashamed to stay in a strange man's room for the night?" I thought to myself,

though of course I couldn't say it aloud. I said, "But..."
"Oh... are you going to let me stay the night or not...? If you don't let me stay, I'll go out and play some more,

and come home tomorrow!" Her face was getting redder and redder, but she still said it in a spoiled way.
"You trust me that much? Aren't you afraid I'll eat you up?" I finally blurted it out.
"..." She was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Would you?" and looked up at me.
Looking into her big, watery eyes, it really looked like the close-up of a girl's face that appeared when I played H-games.

I couldn't hold back anymore, and suddenly hugged her, put my right hand on the back of her head, and kissed her.
The girl seemed startled and instinctively tried to push me away, but I tightened my hold on her,

kissing her deeply. My tongue gently pried open her lips, entering her mouth and intertwining with hers… until her

resistance gradually weakened and she hugged me back. I waited until she embraced me before ending the deep kiss and gently

pushing her away.
The girl was even more surprised than by my sudden kiss: “You…” “You know I might not be able to, right? Still willing to stay here for the night?” I said
calmly after catching my breath . 　　I wasn’t trying to tease her, just to scare her. After all, as I said before, sleeping with your neighbor is too easy to get caught and held responsible. Besides, I wasn’t that interested in ONS. She had a boyfriend, and even if I did have sex with her, there was an 80% chance it would be a one-night stand. Why bother? I’d only be left with regret. 　　“…” She fell silent again. 　　The elevator arrived at my floor just then. We got out and stood in front of my apartment . I unlocked the door and looked at her silently. 　　"..." This elicited another silence from her. 　　Sure enough, this was reality, not an erotic novel or manga. Things don't work that way. You can't just randomly meet a pretty girl and expect her to sleep with you. I smiled and prepared to go inside. 　　"You might meet other men when you're out having fun. If it's going to be sex anyway, of course you'd choose a more agreeable and gentle man..." she sighed softly. After saying that, she pushed me aside and went into my apartment first . Before going in, she glanced back at the opposite side. 　　"Huh..." This time I was surprised. My kiss was intentionally meant to scare her, to make her back down (that wording doesn't seem quite right). But her reaction was... 　　"Okay..." Since that's the case, why let such a delicious meal slip through my fingers? Who cares if she's my neighbor? I'll just go for it and see what happens. 　　Since that painful relationship I had in my sophomore year of college, I've become less rigid in my thinking. 　　Before that, I was truly a naive young man, so naive that even when the girl took the initiative, I still clung to my ethical views. I even had a lifelong commitment to only one sexual partner, and she is now my wife. 　　I was also strongly opposed to premarital sex. But after that experience, I realized how stupid . Why cling to my virginity? It's insane! Not making a move on my girlfriend is like protecting someone else's wife's virginity. Why would I do something so foolish? Since I don't know when we'll break up, I should enjoy ! 　　And if there's a chance for a one-night stand… why not give it a try? If it's just a one-night stand, after one night, it's over and done with. Isn't that easy and enjoyable, since it's consensual? 　　More importantly… this girl in front of me is definitely a 90 out of 100 in terms of looks. It would , and what if I'm asked to take responsibility? If they want to sue, so be it… To die under a peony is to die a romantic death… isn’t that right? Heh… 　　no matter how I think about it, spending the night with this girl in front of me, regardless of the outcome, would definitely be a very good choice from a physiological perspective, and a rare experience. Thinking of this, my previous thought of (the thought of leaving only regret) was thrown to the winds. 　　After entering the house, I found that, as I expected, all the other people in the building had gone home. This saved me trouble. Although no one would mind this kind of thing, it was still troublesome to inform them. 　　I naturally put my right hand on her shoulder, gently put my arm around her, and walked towards my room. She seemed to tremble slightly. She looked up at me, then lowered her head again, and timidly asked, “What’s your name?” 　　“Hmm? Just call me Lie!” I smiled. And started to slide down from her shoulder… 　　“I want to know your real name…” The girl used both hands to hold my right hand in place, preventing me from sliding down any further. 　　“Why are you asking this?” Seeing her insistence. I had to stop and ask her why. 　　"I...I want to know..." Her face turned even redder as she lowered her head. 　　"I want to know...I want to know the name of my...my...my first...my first man..." She uttered these words that shocked me. 　　"What?" I was startled. 　　"Don't joke around...you're still a virgin?" 　　"Yes...it's true..." Her voice lowered even more. 　　"But you weren't with your boyfriend...that guy on the other end of the phone earlier..." 　　"He...he...that idiot..." She became sad at the mention of her boyfriend. She even cried again. She turned around and threw herself into my arms, sobbing, "Today...today is...today is his birthday...so I ...originally...originally planned to..." She paused...and continued, "originally planned to give him my first time as a birthday present...to my first love..." 　　Good heavens...I almost fainted when I heard this...What are kids thinking these days? Have they been reading too many romance novels ? They actually have these kinds of thoughts and ideas. 　　"But since that idiot is like this... I don't need to be like this either... You want my body, don't you? Then come on! Don't be shy... Anyway, if it weren't for him... other men would make no difference to me... Come on, come on ..." She looked up, wiping away the tears still lingering around her eyes, and said these words to me. 　　Perhaps it was her hatred for her boyfriend that made her so open. When she looked up at me and said these words, her eyes and expression shocked and frightened me. So even though she looked up at me, she straightened her chest and became even more...

Emphasizing her breasts should have intensified my lust. But... instead, it actually diminished my initial lust considerably, and I

began to ponder the meaning and feeling behind her words...
I suppose I've had similar feelings and thoughts before! Didn't I have similar thoughts when I was heartbroken

? Women want to degrade themselves, but little do they know that men can have these thoughts too. The shared thought: "Apart from the other person

(ex-lover), all other women are the same"
made me think deeply about the relationships I had after my previous breakup... whether they had that connotation. The one I truly love

is still my first love... I don't know... I ask myself if I've been serious and devoted in every

relationship , and genuinely loved the other person... but... have I ever really thought about

who I truly love...
and... was my first woman truly my greatest love...?
Thinking of this, all lust vanished. Wanting to get to know her, even... date her... maybe I'd be even happier when she

willingly sleeps with me... a sense of accomplishment? A desire to conquer? Or... I don't want to think about it anymore.

I sighed deeply and patted her shoulder. "And you... what's your name?"
"Hahaha... I'm not your first woman. Men don't remember their first woman's name, do they?
Why would you want to know?" She seemed still harboring resentment; her words sounded like those of a worldly-wise woman

who had seen through men.
"You..." I could only shake my head helplessly. This kid watches too many prime-time dramas... saying things

like that . It really made me both angry and amused. "Never mind... what's your apartment number and floor? I'll take you home..."
"What?" The girl was startled, probably not expecting me to do that! "You want my

body?"
"Ah..."
"Didn't that kiss at the door mean that if I stayed here, you would..." Perhaps her resentment was fading, or perhaps

she was more surprised by my actions than by her boyfriend, or perhaps she had reverted to being a completely naive girl.
"I...I was just trying to scare you! I don't want to

sleep !"
I answered her question with a mix of truth and lies. I was telling the truth about wanting to scare her,

but the lie was that I genuinely had the idea of sleeping with her.
"You feel the same way...you wouldn't want your first time to be with someone you don't love, would you? Or perhaps you should say

you don't want to sleep with someone you don't love, right?"
"..." She fell silent again. She smiled, her expression softening. "My name is Liu Shuling,

just call me Mill! That's what my friends call me..."
Her answer pleased me greatly...because it meant she considered me a friend? I smiled too.

"Mille, let me take you home..."
"No need for you to take me home..." Shuling refused my offer.
"Hmm...okay...you don't want me to know where you live, right...? Otherwise, you can go back by yourself!

But please call me when you get home. My phone number is 0939xxxxxxx." It was just

a natural, spontaneous expression of concern. I casually pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down my number and name for her.
"Hehe...you're dreaming...trying to subtly give me your phone number?" Shuling

smiled faintly, a hint of mischief in her eyes. But I still took the note.
"Uh..." Honestly, I didn't mean that at the time.
"But there's something you misunderstood. It's not that I don't want you to know where I live..." Shuling smiled mischievously

again .
"Uh..."
"It's just that you don't need to take me...because my house is right across the street..." Saying this, Shuling laughed

.
"Ah..." My face immediately fell. It was...
"Thank you for your kindness..." Shuling opened the door and was about to leave.
"Ah... I'll see you out." I was speechless; I never dreamed it would be like this. But I could only see

her out.
"Thank you... Bye-bye..." Shuling gave me a sweet smile.
I watched her walk to the apartment across the street, just five steps away, and ring the doorbell. I closed the door, sighed, and went back to

my room, preparing to take a shower.
"Beep beep beep... beep beep beep..." My phone rang.
"Hello..." It was an unfamiliar number. I answered the phone anyway.
"Is this Lie? It's Mi'er..." A sweet voice came through the receiver, as alluring and

captivating as a 02 04 girl.
"Hmm? You're home... I'm really impressed that you still called." I

said .
"No... Lie... my parents are out too... no one's home... I can't get in... could you

let me stay for the night?" Shuling said timidly.
"Uh..." I was speechless.
I ran to the door and opened it. Sure enough, I saw Shuling holding her phone, smiling awkwardly at me.
I opened the door again, and this time Shuling didn't hesitate at all. She just smiled awkwardly and said, "Lie... I'll have to

trouble you again." She came in. Compared to her previous nervous blush and determined expression, the relaxed and

natural look on her face was much more pleasing to the eye. She would also be staying at my place tonight, but the

smile was one of trust. Although I was still very nervous, I

was happy because I knew Shuling's trust and that my nervousness wasn't lust. I didn't expect it to turn out

like this. In the end, Shuling still stayed at my place tonight. Although I was still worried about my desires flaring up,

I was also happier to have the opportunity to spend time with Shuling.

It's ...
Since I was staying in a suite, which was much larger than the previous place, there was no problem with space. Therefore,

besides the bed, wardrobe, bookshelf, desk, and computer desk, there was also a recliner. Plus, the entire

room was covered with soft mats, so even if I wanted to sleep on the floor, just laying out a winter quilt as a mattress would be more than

enough. So I wasn't worried at all. Besides, given my decadent lifestyle, staying up all day surfing the internet

was also a perfectly acceptable option. In short, spending a night with Shuling in a respectful manner wouldn't be difficult; it would just involve watching…

It was just my personal feeling.
After bringing Shuling into my room, I pointed to the computer and the pile of comics and novels on the bookshelf next to it, and said to Shuling,

"Honey, I'm going to take a shower. Whether you want to play on the computer or read novels and comics is up to you..."
"Lie, don't forget what you just said..." Shuling smiled sweetly at me .
"Huh?" Shuling blurted out this sentence out of the blue, leaving me a little stunned.
"You said it... you wouldn't do anything to me..." Shuling's sarcastic and mischievous smile was

also quite delightful.
But what was really striking was that Shuling sat on my bed, naturally crossing her legs and placing her hands on either side. Normally,

this movement would be quite natural, but when she was wearing a tight tank top and a short skirt that created a midriff-baring effect, this posture

became a seductive one. With her hands on either side, her chest naturally lifted; with her

legs crossed, the short skirt covered even less, and you could vaguely see a small section of her blue underwear showing.
Looking at her 34D breasts and the glimpse of her blue panties, my heart raced and my face flushed.

What was Shuling thinking? Did she know how alluring this position, dressed like this, was to a man

?
I really wanted to pounce on her, pin her down on the bed, and unleash my lust. But I had promised not to touch her.

If I forced myself on her now, wouldn't I seem like a liar? I absolutely refused to be a liar,

and Shuling had shown trust and a willingness to be my friend. How could I betray her

trust?
"Um... of... of course... don't worry..." To cover my reaction, I

hurriedly ran into the bathroom.
This time, I took an unusually long shower. Besides relieving my impending desire, I also soaked

myself in cold water to cool it down. Otherwise, I wasn't sure my moral conscience alone could suppress

my desire for Shuling.
We had only just met, and I was already having sex with her, claiming it was just liking or loving her. This reason, which even I don't

believe , makes it impossible for me to rationalize my possible behavior towards Shuling. I know very well,

and others know very well, that if I really did have sex with Shuling today, in this situation… it would only be

a release of desire… no one would believe such nonsense as liking or loving her…
After showering, I found Shuling brazenly lying on my bed reading comics, completely at

home, without any wariness. When she saw me come out, she turned around and smiled and nodded at me.
Lying on the bed reading comics is indeed a very comfortable thing, and I often do it too, but, but

…
but why is she doing this while wearing this kind of clothing? And in front of a man I've only known for less than five hours

! Her round and perky buttocks, wrapped in a tight skirt, appeared even more prominent and alluring, and

the outline of her underwear was clearly shown. And because she was lying down, the outline of her cleavage was clearly squeezed out. Her entire body

posture seemed completely unguarded, making her even more alluring.
Shuling is... supposedly an inexperienced virgin, yet her seductive behavior towards men is so natural.

Perhaps it's because of her inexperience that she behaves this way, unaware that such behavior and posture are incredibly alluring

. Of course, from another perspective, this naturalness could be explained by skill. But

which one is it? It's a simple choice between two options, but because the evidence for both seems insufficient,

it becomes exceptionally difficult...
Shaking my head, I tried not to think about it, turned on the computer, connected to the internet, and went to browse BBS, wanting to focus my attention

on the computer screen. Spending an evening browsing BBS to kill time wouldn't be a bad choice...
"Lie, can I borrow some clothes?" Shuling seemed to have read a part of a comic book and was going to take a shower, so she

asked me for help.
"Oh... sure... pick one from the wardrobe!" I was busy reading a novel and just waved my hand, telling Shuling

to go find it herself in the wardrobe.
"Oh... okay..." Shuling seemed a little unhappy with my indifference. But she still went to get it herself and

went into the bathroom.
My attention was completely focused on the novel, and

I didn't .
When I reached a certain point in the novel, I stretched and glanced towards the bathroom. Just then, Shuling came out,

wearing only a shirt. I was stunned, not because her clothes were revealing or conservative (ah… they were

definitely revealing). It was because she was wearing my high school summer uniform. More importantly

, that uniform had many girls' signatures on it.
Before graduation, it was a common practice to have friends and classmates sign our uniforms as a memento

.
I wonder if that still happens now. I had one signed by a boy and one by a girl.
I don't know where I lost the one signed by the boy; the other one followed me everywhere,

and I even folded it neatly and carefully kept it in a transparent plastic bag that used to hold my raincoat.
The fact that Shuling would choose to wear that one was something I never expected. I was both anxious and

angry: "Why did you take that?" I lunged at Shuling, trying to take off the shirt.
"You...you...what are you doing?" Shuling struggled desperately.
"Take off the shirt!" I tried my best to remove the shirt Shuling was wearing.
"You said you wouldn't do anything to me! You told me to pick it out!" Shuling argued with

me as she struggled.
"This shirt is my sacred object, a memento, a symbol of my youth, who gave you permission to wear it?" I roared,

seemingly losing my mind. I forcefully tried to pull the shirt off Shuling. I was slightly stronger
, and I managed to unbutton the shirt and pull open the collar. But I saw that Shuling

wasn't wearing a bra. Her fair and full breasts were presented before me, and her nipples seemed to be erect from stimulation.
My mind went blank. Looking down, I saw that the hem of the shirt couldn't even cover her fair and slender legs, and I fell to the ground during

the struggle . Although there were soft mats on the ground, so even if she fell, she wouldn't

get hurt .
However, the position completely and clearly exposed Shuling's bare genitals.
Her dark pubic hair, still slightly damp from the recent shower, was clumped together, and as she struggled and twisted, her vulva...

Her pubic hair was disheveled, and her vulva was vaguely visible through the tangles. In my anxiety and anger, my

self-control over desire was even weaker. Seeing Shuling's body in this state was undoubtedly an aphrodisiac.
I forcefully pinned Shuling down, straddling her legs. I unbuttoned her shirt completely, and Shuling

panicked : "No...no...stop...stop! My shirt...I'll take it off and give it back, you...you

...stop...ah!" She tried to push me away while also trying to cover her breasts, but of course, neither

succeeded . Shuling's hands were raised above her head and pressed to the ground, held down by my left hand, while my right hand and lips

explored her body. My right hand grasped Shuling's left breast, kneading it vigorously, while my face moved close to her right breast, my tongue

circling her areola, gently licking it.
"Ah...ah...no...no...please...stop...stop...please...please

...ah..." Shuling's pleas were broken and intermittent, the pressure varying.
Because I had just showered, I was only wearing athletic shorts. And since I was on top of Shuling, as

my penis swelled with blood from excitement, it rubbed against her thighs through the thin cotton fabric. This

created an unusual pleasure. My initial plan was to exhaust myself through masturbation, but I overlooked one thing:

I had ejaculated not long ago. The second erection, though slower, would last longer. And it was that slow

erection, rubbing against Shuling's thighs through the fabric, that gave me a unique kind of pleasure I had never experienced before

.
In this state, Shuling could only desperately beg for mercy, crying and begging me to stop. But I was completely unable

to control , indulging my desires and ravaging Shuling's body. The movements, sometimes heavy, sometimes light,

though only using her mouth and hands, and not yet reaching Shuling's genitals, were enough to overwhelm her.

As she shifted her position and her strength eased, she abruptly turned to flee. I, of course, chased after her, intending to remove the

shirt. But Shuling uttered a string of names, a series of girls' names, instantly

halting . I stood there, frozen, motionless.
Shuling quickly used this opportunity to remove the shirt, put on my other t-shirt, and donned a change of underwear.
In her haste, she didn't try to hide it from me. I didn't react at all. Those names

…
for me, were more than just a combination of three characters. They symbolized my youthful memories

and aspirations!
I think I was truly stunned. When I regained consciousness, I found myself in the bathroom, Shuling holding a showerhead,

pouring cold water over my head.
"Wow!" I exclaimed, startled. "It's so cold! What are you doing, Mi'er?"
"You dare say that? I trusted you so much, and you just now..." Although Shuling was splashing cold water on me,

the anger on her face and the redness in her eyes from crying were clearly visible.
"I just..." I shivered as I recalled what had happened. I felt incredibly guilty.

"Mi'er, I... I was just because of that shirt... I'm sorry..."
"I know! That shirt is your treasure! So I shouldn't have worn it. That was my fault.
" "She paused for a moment." "But you didn't make that clear beforehand! You only told me to take it. I saw that it was so

carefully protected and had so many women's names written on it, so I thought it was fun and wore it."
"Hmm..." I muttered to myself, "Looking at how carefully that shirt was protected, you can tell it wasn't meant to be worn

. And you still wore it? What an impolite girl!" Even though I was muttering to myself, I had almost raped

her just now, so I had no right to say a word in my defense!
"Hmm... I've washed, dried, and put that shirt back in the bag now. It should be fine, right?"
"Ah..." I lowered my head, unsure how to answer, and could only manage a meaningless interjection.
"Just like Alice in Peach Blossom Witch, she's fine as long as the possessing demon is placed, but becomes

violent when she picks it up... How interesting..."
"Uh-oh!" Shuling suddenly blurted out a joke, startling me. But thinking about it carefully, Shuling

joking with me... meant her anger had subsided? I looked up and, sure enough, saw Shuling's smiling face.
The misunderstanding was cleared up, but the night was just beginning...
To be honest, because of my earlier actions, although I had temporarily lost my temper, the image of Shuling's

naked body before me still lingered vividly in my mind. I had originally planned to spend the night online to dispel

my desires and peacefully spend the night with Shuling.
But because of what had just happened, my mind was filled with the image of Shuling's body,

her alluring and her beautiful moans. It was difficult to calm down.
So even when I forced myself to focus on the screen, it was still difficult; I kept thinking

about that scene. Although I kept telling myself not to think about it, it was still hard.

I could only try to clear my head and pat my cheeks every now and then to try and stop thinking about those things, but… it was really hard.
Shuling is definitely not stupid. After she used that string of names to bring me back to my senses, she didn't continue to question the

owners of those names or my past. And Shuling probably knew that the scene between us was still on my mind,

especially seeing my silly way of scratching my head and patting my cheeks; she could easily guess

what I was thinking. To avoid upsetting me, she stopped talking to me and just sat quietly on the bed

reading comics and novels.
Thankfully, when I was reading novels and comics, I could almost completely shut down all other senses

. So after watching for a while, my attention was completely captivated by the exciting plot of the online novel

. Besides, Shuling wasn't the first woman I'd ever been with; I wasn't so incompetent as a

guy , my mind preoccupied with sex. Therefore, although it was slower, I still kept my attention

focused on the screen.
After Shuling finished reading "love songs like this," seeing that I had stopped my silly antics and was only focused

on the text on the BBS screen, she couldn't help but curiously move closer, wanting to know what I was looking at

so intently. I was indeed focused on a newly serialized online novel, so I only noticed
her approaching when she was almost right next to me. 　　"Lie..." Shuling called out.

"Hmm? What is it?" I replied casually. I rarely talk to people online. Unless

something truly earth-shattering happens, I won't pay attention.
"You're so engrossed in your reading, I thought you were reading a pornographic novel!" Shuling asked.
"Ah..." I was stunned. "You... what are you saying!"
Of course, reading novels is my hobby, and I don't object to reading pornographic novels, but there's no way I would

choose this time! Especially since I almost... with Shuling just now... If I could resist reading this,

I'd really need to go to the urology department to check if I have a problem.
After answering, I turned my head away and continued staring at the screen, not wanting to talk to Shuling.
"Lie, don't you have any pornographic books or DVDs in your room?" Shuling asked, dropping a

bombshell.
"Uh..." I was stunned. I had to bring my attention back. What was that girl thinking?
"Why are you asking this?"
Of course, most men's rooms have some print media, the only difference being whether it's photo albums, porn

, comics, or novels. Mine are comics and novels, but I don't display them

randomly , so what's displayed publicly are just ordinary comics and novels. What Shuling is looking at are the regular

reading materials.
"Oh... answer me if I have any..." Shuling pleaded.
"Oh... yes..." Girls are really good at being coquettish... especially beautiful girls, who

can often make men unable to resist their requests. Even though she's not my girlfriend, without a girlfriend, it

's even easier for me to resist her requests and questions. So I told the truth. "Why are you asking this?"
"Well... can I borrow it to look at?" Shuling gave me this unsurprising answer. Of course! Why would she ask if she didn't want to look at

it? "I'm just curious..."
But although it wasn't surprising, that was a different matter from whether I agreed. Since I didn't know Shuling's

age , I wasn't willing to easily lend her what she wanted. Although I started reading erotic

novels , I didn't think it was right, so I didn't immediately agree. (Of course! Even if

Shuling were older, I still wouldn't necessarily let her read them. This view might be strange, or even outdated, but it's what

I believe is right. It's not strange for girls to read pornography, but reading it in front of a strange man

is more than just indecent.)
Just like in life education, I can be indifferent to my own life, but I can't instill

that kind of , because life is personal, and I shouldn't impose my own views on others.
That's what I said, but Shuling was determined to read it. And she kept whining and pleading, which really

annoyed me. I just said one sentence to her, enunciating each word clearly: "If you don't

want to sleep with me, you'd better give up the idea of reading those things.

" I thought I had made my intentions clear enough. If she read those things in front of me and I didn't want to sleep with her, then

I would really have a problem.
Sure enough, those words calmed Shuling down. I thought I had achieved my goal, so I continued reading novels

online , ignoring Shuling. I was

confident that once she figured things out, she would obediently continue reading those comics; I was sure she could read them all night long and still not finish them by the next day. That was

my : Shuling would read comics all night, and I would stay online all night; we wouldn't interact, and

nothing dangerous would happen.
I had no intention of having a relationship with Shuling at the time, so I didn't think there was anything wrong with this mindset. I
was also quite confident that nothing would happen. But fate seemed determined not to let me spend this peacefully.
Suddenly, a pair of warm hands embraced me from behind my neck, and a weight pressed down on my right shoulder. I

turned my head involuntarily, only to be unexpectedly kissed.
Needless to say, it was Shuling, but I didn't understand why she was doing this. Shuling kissed me forcefully;

the sudden deep kiss caught me off guard. It had been a long time since I'd felt this way. If I were still inexperienced, I might have

hurriedly tried to push her away. (Before I experienced this, I was incredibly picky

about it. Several times, when I had the chance, I would refuse at the last minute or stop because she told me to. Although this was

partly due to the influence of that experience.)
But now, because of my earlier impulsiveness and the late hour, my rationality was

weaker than ever. A beautiful woman was throwing herself at me; if I didn't take advantage, I'd really be doing myself a disservice. Besides,

she had taken the initiative; it would be too impolite of me to act like a saint. I came up with a ridiculous excuse: my desire

had been aroused! If I didn't release it
, I'd really die young. Suddenly, a burning sensation descended on my face. Was Shuling crying? I was

momentarily I quickly turned the tables, got up, turned around, and pinned Shuling down on the bed. I kissed her tightly

, forcefully prying open her lips with my tongue and entwining our tongues. Although I saw

tears in Shuling's eyes and felt her body trembling, I didn't want to think about it anymore. This time,

Shuling had taken the initiative, so it wasn't my fault for lacking self-control.
Although Shuling was crying and trembling, she didn't resist too strongly; in fact, it was more

like she was accepting it . Her hands seemed unsure of what to do, grabbing the blanket on the bed and then letting go, tightly hugging me.
Then she let go.
I deliberately ignored Shuling's behavior, only wanting to possess her

. Since she had started it, she shouldn't blame me for being a beast. Our lips remained tightly joined, but my hands were already moving,

slowly caressing Shuling's breasts through her t-shirt...
I could feel that Shuling wanted to cry out, but because my lips were so tightly pressed together, she couldn't make

a sound, only letting out heavy breathing through her nose. When my lips left Shuling's lips and kissed her

neck , Shuling was finally able to let out a moan. "No...no...don't...stop...ah..."

What started as a soft moan suddenly turned into a louder cry as I applied more pressure to rub Shuling's breasts and gently explored

her nipples through her t-shirt. "Ah...it hurts...no..." she cried out

.
Shuling's crying startled me. Although I knew I wouldn't use too much force, seeing Shuling

like this, how could I continue? I quickly stopped what I was doing and tenderly kissed away Shuling's

tears. (Damn it... have I been playing too many innocent H-games? From initially vehemently refusing premarital sex

to not being averse to sex, but still insisting on a certain level of attraction as a prerequisite.) I turned and embraced Shuling

, making no further move. Shuling nestled in my arms, not uttering a word.
"Damn it..." I cursed inwardly, cursing Shuling and even more so myself for not stopping because of the girl

's crying. And this isn't the first time this has happened... What's worse, if it were just my first time,

it would be one thing (it's both laughable and pathetic, but before I had sex with my first woman, I had several opportunities

to try, but I always stopped because she told me to). Even though it's not my first time, I still stop because

she tells me to. There's nothing more pathetic than this for a man.
I gently stroked Shuling's hair and softly asked, "Honey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"I'm so scared... so afraid..." Shuling sobbed.
"Hmm? What's wrong? What are you afraid of?" Because of Shuling's sobs and her helplessness, I unconsciously

hugged her tighter.
"I just finished watching that... a love song like that, I really want to cry... I'm so scared..." Shuling

said intermittently because of her crying.
A love song like that? Indeed, that comic was very moving at first! But...fear...

is hard to understand unless the reader has experienced the same thing. It's a really strange comic. The first time you read it, you

feel very moved, but after reading it a few times, you feel it's absurd...
"Honey, it's just a comic! What's there to be afraid of?" I could only awkwardly comfort Shuling,

there was nothing else I could do.
"I'm so afraid that I'll end up like that character in the comic...giving my heart but getting nothing in return, just because his ex-

girlfriend came back...
" Shuling paused for a moment. "And...I'm in a similar situation to that girl...he said his car

broke down and his phone died, but I know...his ex-girlfriend came to see him today...they just

broke up...I was so stupid...I waited for him for more than two hours, thinking he would come to me, thinking he would

choose me...thinking he..."
As she spoke, Shuling burst into tears in my arms again. I was speechless, although

I had experienced this kind of painful love before, to put it bluntly, quite a few. They were all

girls , and... She was indeed quite happy together, but once the loneliness subsided, I felt I had no value

or reason to exist, and breaking up was the only outcome.
I've had this experience several times, yet I never seem to learn my lesson; I can only blame myself! When it comes to love, I'm

truly as blind as a moth drawn to a flame; even though every moth has its own flame, I can never see it

clearly, like a blind moth… sensing the flame's presence, I rush towards it without hesitation… and all I receive

is a brief, small warmth from the flame, and a deep, indelible wound…

But
each time I rush towards a flame that should already have its own moth, I never think so much, only

wanting the warmth it provides. And this time, is it another unintentional temptation of the flame for the moth? I don't

know , I only know that the temptation is truly sweet… very alluring… and warm… an irresistible

temptation, a feeling that makes me want to rush towards it.
"Lie…" Shuling murmured in my arms.
"Hmm?" I responded casually.
"I'm sorry about just now..."
"What's wrong?"
"I kissed you first... I was already prepared to have sex with you, so... my refusal

wasn't because I really didn't want to... it's just that I'm really scared..." Shuling's voice trailed off.
"Hmm... it's okay, I won't force you..."
Seeing my straightforward answer, Shuling timidly looked up at me, wondering if I was angry.

Just like Xiaoruo's reaction after I rejected her next request.
I shook my head. This is ridiculous. It's been over two years since I broke up with Ruo, why am I still thinking about her?

What's wrong with me! I've already broken up with Ruo, and she's already changed boyfriends, there's no point in thinking about her anymore! I

told myself that.
And it seems that all women think that men will be unhappy if they are rejected, even if the men

themselves say that they are not unhappy. They always want to be sure... Men are the same, right... When they argue with their girlfriends, even if their girlfriends say they are

not angry anymore, they still need to be sure. Although this has nothing to do with trust or distrust, it's just

the human instinct to seek reassurance...
"Lie... do you remember what I said?"
"Hmm? Which sentence?"
"I'm prepared to have sex with a man tonight..."
"Uh..." I didn't expect her to bring this up, and unsurprisingly,

my showing signs of revival with my inner desires.
Because our bodies were tightly embracing, Shuling must have sensed my erection. Suddenly,

her face turned , and she buried her head even deeper in my chest, whispering, "Lie... do you... do you really want it?"
"Ah..." I didn't know how to respond to Shuling's sudden lecture. Of course, I wanted it,

but . I also felt that this girl had asked so bluntly.
"Anyway, I'm prepared... if it's Lie... I'd be very happy too..." Shuling

looked up at me from my arms.
"You...you won't regret it? Honey...really...?" Just to be on the safe side, I asked Shuling again

.
"Silly boy...don't let a girl say that a second time..." Shuling said shyly.
I kissed Shuling, then turned and covered her body again...
When I pressed down on Shuling again, she trembled slightly. But she didn't seem to want to escape. She
gripped the quilt tightly, closed her eyes, and seemed completely at my mercy.
I wasn't in a hurry to possess Shuling. I gently brushed aside the hair that fell across her forehead and kissed her tenderly.

I kissed her forehead, then gradually moved downwards, to her nose, cheeks, and chin. After almost completely kissing Shuling's face, I finally

kissed her lips, which were parting and closing rapidly from the teasing kisses.
It wasn't the first time I'd kissed Shuling, but because previous kisses had almost always been forceful, a one-sided invasion,

Shuling's response had only been resistance. This time, however, when her lips touched mine, Shuling

reacted , actively responding to my kiss. Her response was quite intense; her hands, which had been gripping the blanket behind her,

pressed tightly against my head, and our lips met tightly.
Caught off guard by this sudden reaction, I was momentarily at a loss. My mouth involuntarily loosened, and Shuling's

tongue immediately slipped into my mouth, intertwining tightly with mine. I'm not one to passively accept things passively;

I immediately enveloped her tongue, gently holding it within my mouth and sucking on it with abandon. Only

when her tongue gradually weakened did I release it, then thrust my own tongue into her mouth, swirling and

venturing within it. I explored the warmth of her mouth, her gums, her teeth—leaving no part untouched…
This highly interactive kiss (I don't know how to describe it well ^^) lasted a long time. After

this prolonged and intense kiss, Shuling's face was truly as red as an apple, and she was breathing heavily. I think I

was almost as red as she was!
My hand slid down her neck to Shuling's collarbone, gently stroking it. It didn't linger long before moving down to her

waist, gently pulling her t-shirt off. Shuling seemed still somewhat

recovered from the passionate kiss, no longer tense, and completely surrendered herself to me. She raised her hands

to cooperate with my movements, removing her t-shirt.
With the t-shirt off, a pair of fair, full, and beautifully shaped breasts came into view, their nipples

already erect, exuding a fatal allure. A mixture of tension, anticipation, and excitement filled my heart; my heart

was about to explode. Of course, it wasn't our first time having sex, but since she was a virgin, it was our first time…
"Lie… turn off the light…" Shuling murmured.
"Hmm…" I got up and turned off the light. I also played music and turned off the screen. Soft music

echoed in the air…
With the lights off, the room was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything, so I turned on the bedside lamp.

Shuling's fair, jade-like body radiated even more beauty in the dim light.
Returning to the bed, I observed her beautifully shaped, firm, full breasts in the dim light.

Her nipples, slightly pinkish-yellow due to the light, were perfectly sized, floating beautifully

in the center of her round areolas. I was mesmerized!
"Lie… don't keep looking… I'll feel embarrassed…"
"Mi'er…" I gently called her nickname, while lightly cupping her breasts from below.
"Ah… ah…" Shuling let out a moan, a pleasurable moan.
With a slight squeeze of her nipple, Shuling immediately arched her back, thrusting out her breasts, the erect nipples

exuding an even stronger allure. I couldn't help but lean closer, gently taking Shuling's right nipple into my mouth, while my right hand gently

kneaded her left breast.
Firm yet elastic, the texture of the nipple folds felt wonderful to my tongue. I didn't favor

one side , but rather caressed and kissed both breasts equally,

playing with the nipples like swirling a small candy in my mouth.
"Lie...no, no..." Shuling's moans slowly rose, gradually sounding like sobs.
"What's wrong? Honey? Should we stop?" I instinctively stopped teasing Shuling's breasts and glanced at

her.
Although it's not good for the body, I've had this experience of pulling back from the brink. If Shuling wanted to stop at

this moment, I think I would obediently stop (that's my weakness)...
"No...it's not like that...it's just...ah! No, no..." My hands weren't idle; they

were still gently grasping the lower edge of Shuling's breasts and slowly rubbing along them. Shuling reached out

to stop my left hand, and my movements temporarily ceased.
I wanted to see what Shuling would do, but to my surprise, she pulled my right hand away from her breast,

not to stop me, but to guide it towards her lower body…
Touching Shuling's panties, I could feel the wetness. I smiled and

gently pressed my right index and middle fingers against her vulva through her panties, gently rotating them.
After guiding my right hand to her genitals, Shuling hugged me tightly, letting me do as I pleased.
My left hand gently caressed Shuling's right breast, and my calloused palm lightly brushed against her nipple.

The moment it touched her, I could feel Shuling trembling noticeably and strongly.
My tongue gently circled around Shuling's left areola, occasionally pressing the tip against her nipple. Shuling's

body responded strongly, which excited me even more.
My right hand continued to stimulate Shuling's lower body through her panties.
Under the combined assault of three forces, Shuling was no longer able to resist. Her body trembled violently, and her moans

grew rapid and louder...
My hands and tongue were burning from the intense caresses, and hearing Shuling's enchanting moans made me

unable . I suddenly pulled Shuling's panties down to her knees.
"Ah!" Shuling seemed startled by my sudden intensity.
I completely pulled off the panties above her knees and set them aside, then slowly spread Shuling's thighs apart.
Shuling's vulva was fully exposed before my eyes, still trembling, perhaps because it was completely soaked

.
Her dark pubic hair was neatly parted, and I could clearly see the pink folds. I could also see the flow of her honeyed spring,

which drove me even crazier. I spread Shuling's legs apart with both hands and suddenly thrust my head towards Shuling's vulva, first sticking out

my tongue and gently licking along her vulva.
"Ah ah um! Ah ah! Ah ah, ah ah um!" Stimulated by me like this, Shuling's whole body shook, and her

sharp cries were completely different from before. Although her clitoris was still covered by thick petals, it was already hard and engorged with blood.

I licked it back and forth with my tongue, and could feel it slowly hardening.
Then I inserted my tongue into Shuling's vagina, and as soon as it gently touched her, I began a vigorous thrusting motion. As

my movements intensified, Shuling's moans grew louder… "Ah ...
Overwhelmed by such intense sensory stimulation, my erect penis could no longer bear being confined in my pants

. I pulled away from Shuling's body and quickly removed my t-shirt and underwear.
Straightening my penis, I pressed it against Shuling's body again, against her vulva. Looking at her, Shuling simply

closed her eyes , biting her lower lip, her hands gripping the blanket tightly, as if she were determined to grit her teeth and endure it.
I couldn't help but frown. If Shuling's first time was like this, I doubted it would

be a pleasant experience for her.
I couldn't help but kiss Shuling's lips again. Shuling seemed to respond instinctively. During the kiss,

I could feel Shuling gradually relaxing, her hands leaving the blanket and embracing me. In this state, my penis slowly

entered Shuling's vulva, gently parting her labia, and pushing my penis inside her.
The instant it entered, Shuling frowned, and the kiss suddenly stiffened.
Without thinking for long, I thrust in forcefully, prying open Shuling's labia and penetrating her deeply.
"Ah..." Shuling's brows furrowed even more, her arms tightening around me. Her head lifted, as if

she was trying her best to endure but couldn't, letting out a groan through her teeth.
I felt a sharp pain at the tip, a tight, constricting pain. It made me grit my teeth. I slowly withdrew,

and Shuling naturally matched my pace, exhaling slowly. I thrust in again,

the powerful stimulation causing Shuling, who was slowly breathing and resting, to let out another loud groan...
With a final, powerful thrust, it felt like I was breaking through something, penetrating to Shuling's deepest point. I felt like I had

reached the end. "I've taken Shuling's first time..." I murmured to myself.
"Ugh...ugh..." Although the groans were initially caused by intense pain, after I reached the end,

Shuling seemed to have become accustomed to the pain and only groaned and breathed softly.
I gently placed my hands on Shuling's waist and slowly backed away. When only the head of my penis was inside, I

thrust in suddenly. "Ah..." This made Shuling's moan intensify again. After dozens of thrusts, I could feel Shuling

's vaginal fluids still flowing out, soaking my entire penis.
Although it was Shuling's first time, and her tight, warm embrace made

it , the intense friction made me feel even more intensely, intensifying my pleasure.
I used my hands on the bed for support, thrusting back and forth, while Shuling held me tightly with both hands, her

waist arching forward, connecting with me more closely. She moaned loudly in response to the sensations.

With each thrust, the tone grew higher and higher.
After what seemed like an eternity, Shuling suddenly trembled violently,

her moans reaching their peak. I felt Shuling's hands tighten their grip on me, then release, her whole

body going limp... she had reached orgasm.
Shuling collapsed onto the bed, panting. I wasn't satisfied, but seeing

how exhausted she was, and the small pool of blood on the bed, I couldn't bear to ask anything more of her in this state. It would be too cruel

for a girl who had just lost her virginity.
I shook my head, turned over, and lay down next to her, gently embracing her. I didn't speak, just waited for her

reply. Although having sex with Shuling was something I had wanted and anticipated from the beginning, now that it had actually

happened , I didn't know how to face her. Although Shuling said what she did last night, was it sincere?
Or was it just like the women I've met before, just a moment of loneliness leading to infidelity, or just... just a simple

one-night stand? Thinking about it, I fell asleep...
When I woke up the next day, I checked the time on my phone. It was already past nine o'clock, and

Shuling, who should have been lying next to my bed, was nowhere to be seen... Instinctively, I picked up my phone and dialed

the number that Shuling had called. But when I called back, it went straight to voicemail. I hurriedly got up, dressed, and went to the apartment

across the street to ring the doorbell. A middle-aged man in his fifties answered.

After a polite greeting, I said I was looking for Shuling, but he told me there was no such person as Shuling, and that they weren't surnamed Liu...
Sure enough, Shuling's claim yesterday that she lived in the apartment across from mine was false... Undeterred, I went to the building manager's office

to inquire. After checking the building's resident list, I found that there wasn't a single household with the surname Liu...
My mind went blank. Shuling lied to me? Even her name was a lie? Was it really just a one

-night stand ? Thinking of this, although I felt a little melancholy, I also breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps this ending wasn't so bad

... If it were like those other girls... who had been in relationships but only

dated , once the loneliness subsided, my fate would be the same as before...
Perhaps that's what makes one-night stands so captivating... No burdens, no need to worry about

the other person , only to end up heartbroken... If fate allows, I'll naturally meet Shuling again;

if not, then so be it! Anyway, I'll only be in Taipei for less than a year, so rather than

being heartbroken , it's better this way... better this way...
Shaking my head, as if trying to forget yesterday's events, I returned to my apartment and

my usual senior year life...
[The End
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