[Seventh Graders]

Winter came and went quietly, and now it's hot summer again...
However, my life seems to be inversely proportional to the temperature. The recent bitter cold was actually a period of intense,

exciting activity , during which several people passed through. The most special one was Xiao Jie.
Xiao Jie is a typical seventh-generation student, still in university, an incredibly naive youngster, but his

thinking is anything but naive. Are all students like this nowadays?
No wonder our country has no hope...
It seems like we're getting further and further off track. Sigh...
The location is a well-known pub in Taipei.
I don't usually go to these kinds of "pure disco pubs" for drinks, not for any particular reason,

just because it's not really my cup of tea, not the kind of nightclub atmosphere I like.
This time, it was a late Friday night, and I went with my colleague, the young Winnie, to kill time and

forget about the day's work troubles.
We entered the crowded pub, and Winnie skillfully lit a cigarette, grabbed a drink,

and seemed completely immersed in the atmosphere. I was trying my best to blend in, but

there was something strange about this vodka lime.
Soon after, Winnie was dancing wildly in the crowded dance floor, leaving me

standing around near the bar. Bored as I was, observing was quite interesting.
I discovered that in these kinds of disco pubs, striking up a conversation wasn't easy at all. The deafening

bass and the wildly energetic atmosphere were definitely not the place for men and women to hunt or be hunted.
That day, I was dressed quite conservatively: a sleeveless, backless, off-white discounted Lycra top, low-cut but

not revealing, paired with a purple mini-skirt, a gold belt, and standard makeup. I probably wouldn't have stood out at all among the stylish men and women

.
I glanced around and saw a scattered group of people, mostly men, standing around the edge of the dance floor. Their eyes kept following

the hot girls on the dance floor, but it seemed like they just stood there the whole time. Was that their

purpose in coming to the nightclub?
Oh well, as long as they're having fun. Anyway, they probably thought I was some weird, withdrawn girl who just stood there without dancing.
Before I knew it, two or three hours had passed. I occasionally went down to the dance floor with my drink and swayed a bit,

but mostly I just relaxed alone on the sidelines. My sister Winnie seemed to be having a great time. A

rather handsome boy was sticking close to her, and they seemed to have a crush on each other.
Not long after, the lights came on, and a thug came on stage and announced that the hot dance competition for the night was about to begin.
It wasn't my first time watching one of these hot dance competitions, so I knew what to expect. That night, perhaps because of the pent-up

frustration from the past few hours, I suddenly didn't want to watch anymore. I didn't want to stare at a bunch of lustful, yearning eyes as

a few seventh or eighth graders provocatively took off their clothes on stage.
I walked out the door in the opposite direction, brushing past the crowd that was desperately pushing forward.
Stepping out of the pub, the world suddenly quieted down; a row of taxis stood ready at the entrance, awaiting the coming influx

of people.
I took a deep breath; the air felt exceptionally fresh. For me, today's true relief

began here.
"Alone, miss…?" he called out to me.
It started with this clichéd pickup line.
"Yeah." I didn't want to disturb my peace.
"Didn't go to the dance competition? Or did you win first place?" he asked with a smile.
I finally looked at him properly. He was in his early twenties, about 175 cm tall, with a clean-cut, refined appearance,

reminiscent of Edison Chen. Suddenly, I didn't feel like acting cool anymore.
"Then why didn't you go watch the competition? I could take my clothes off for you…" I countered.
"Please… that kind of gimmick gets boring after a few times," he said.
"So you actually used to love watching it too," I teased him.
"Of course everyone loves watching it at first! But it gets boring after a while, it's just the same old thing..."
He took out a cigarette, lit it, and politely offered it to me. I shook my head and refused.
"Don't smoke?" He gently exhaled a puff of smoke. Refined and elegant.
"Young man... smoking is bad for your health..." I pretended to pat his shoulder, feeling his solid build.

My heart fluttered.
"Yes, yes, yes, the teacher is right..." He smiled, still exhaling smoke. "My name is Xiao Jie, I'm studying at

National Taiwan University XX department, what about you?"
"My name is Shan Shan." I smiled slightly.
"Shan Shan? Still studying, right?" He asked clearly, assuming I was also a student from the 70s generation,

around the same age . I was so happy.
"Yes, still in university." I lied to him.
"Where do you study?"
"Tanmang University." I gave him the name of the university I graduated from years ago.
What followed was just casual chatting.
I found that even though I was a little sleepy, I wasn't so sleepy after all.
Winnie texted me briefly, saying she wasn't coming with me anymore, the meaning was clear.
So, I had no reason to refuse Xiao Jie's suggestion to go to NY Bagel for a bite.
At NY Bagel, he ordered fries, and I ordered vanilla ice cream.
What a beautiful Saturday morning…
Xiao Chen Guanxi and I sat in the store eating ice cream, chatting about everything under the sun.
And the content of our conversation surprised me even more.
His family was very wealthy. (Actually, it wasn't hard to tell from the BMW key he was carrying, whether intentionally or unintentionally.) He himself

was also a talented individual. He wanted to study abroad and then return to participate in his family business.
Xiao Jie had the air of a rich kid, but lacked that arrogance and complacency; he also had the scholarly air of a student from National Taiwan University, but

lacked a bit of rigidity. (Sorry… a little bit of a stereotype about National Taiwan University :p)
If he didn't mention his background, you could easily mistake him for a lively and sunny ordinary college student. And I also knew (how could I

not know?) that National Taiwan University, BMW, family background, and generosity were all inevitable in the game of ONS

. Like the prelude to a dance.
I knew it all along, and I enjoyed this inevitability.
After finishing the ice cream, I deliberately said I was going home to test his reaction.
He showed no displeasure or annoyance, and gentlemanly escorted me to the entrance of my alley.
"Will you come to xxxx again tonight?" he asked as he opened the door.
"I don't know. It depends on my mood," I replied mischievously.
I got out of the car and waved to him. After walking a few steps, he caught up with me.
"Shanshan," he patted me, "There's something I forgot."
"What is it?" I asked.
He didn't answer, his hand naturally went to my back, and he kissed me.
It was a long, long kiss, though it may have only lasted a minute, but it felt so wonderful. I

didn't , letting him passionately kiss my lips.
Finally, we parted. I walked away reluctantly, feeling him watching me the whole time.
Finally, I turned back.
"Tonight, seven o'clock, let's go out for dinner."
*** *** *** ***
At seven o'clock, he appeared at the entrance of my alley on time.
I was wearing a black low-cut three-quarter sleeve top, over which was a pink bikini top, a

light blue mini skirt, and a thick coat on top. (It's so cold...)
He took me to a restaurant near the pub from yesterday for steak. We chatted about everything under the sun, and I found that

talking to him was a very enjoyable and comfortable experience.
We were like long-lost friends. We chatted until 10 pm and still didn't want to stop.
He insisted on paying the bill and then drove me back to the pub from yesterday. After parking the car, I thought that, as we had

agreed at dinner, we would go back to that place tonight.
"Are you sure you want to go in, Shanshan?"
"What else?"
"If you go in, come out three hours later, and feel bored, what's the difference between that and yesterday?"
"So?" I turned to ask him.
"So... let's skip that part, save the entrance fee, and spend it on something more meaningful..."
Okay, very good, I appreciate this kind of straightforwardness.
If you dare to ask, I dare to go.
So I got into his 320, and he drove straight to a fairly well-known motel, and we

went straight into the room.
We entered the room and stood face to face. I looked up at his handsome face, gazing into his burning eyes.

After what seemed like an eternity, I reached out and hooked my arms around his neck, our lips meeting
in a kiss. Instinctively, I closed my eyes, feeling dizzy from the kiss. He frantically embraced the back of my neck, pulling down

my hair and tousling it. We kissed incessantly, and suddenly, he slowly pressed me down onto the bed,

continuing to kiss me. I felt his hard penis pressing against my thighs.
He continued kissing, his left hand groping restlessly. Suddenly, he pulled away, first

tearing off , then deftly pulling down my skirt, and then without hesitation, pulling down my thong. I covered my face in embarrassment,

but he lowered his head and began licking my genitals. A wave of pleasure washed over me; my cheeks flushed, and my body went limp.
"No…" I whimpered softly, my whole body trembling uncontrollably.
His hands greedily slipped inside my clothes, touching my breasts, his tongue still teasing them. I only

knew I was soaking wet, completely disregarding my image, and screaming wildly.
"No...no...ah..." I whispered.
He finally got up and took off all his clothes. I also took off my top and bikini, leaving me only in a black

Mandy bra. His hard penis throbbed, not large, but erect. I couldn't resist grasping it, and he

extended his middle finger, beginning to rapidly thrust in and out of my wet lower body.
"Ah...ah..." I groaned uncontrollably, for some reason, constantly wanting to grab his

penis , waves of pleasure washing over me.
His hand moved in and out passionately, while his other hand wantonly groped and kneaded my trembling breasts.
"Does it feel good, Shanshan..."
He quickened his fingers, and I almost couldn't resist, grabbing his arm and letting him tease me relentlessly. The orgasms

piled up like waves until they almost exploded.
"Ah..." My body convulsed, then went limp.
He stopped, got up to get a condom, and I lay on the bed, panting, looking up at him. He put on

the condom, grabbed my legs, and thrust inside me.
"Ah...ah..." I gripped his arms, moaning with a mixture of pain and pleasure.
He groaned, thrusting rhythmically.
He reached for my swaying breasts, and suddenly let out a low growl—he ejaculated.
I gasped, my body convulsing, slowly calming down. But he really ejaculated too soon. I think he

knew it .
He held me, his penis throbbing inside me. His gentle embrace and soft words still made me feel good.
"Shanshan, you're so good, really..." He gazed at me, "We have to do it again later,

what happened is nothing, really..."
I smiled weakly and sweetly.
I hope so, sir.
He got up and went to take a shower. Ten minutes later, he came out with a towel wrapped around his lower body.
I also took a shower, smelling wonderful.
He said he'd changed his rest to an overnight stay and asked if I was okay.
I thought to myself, "Sir, you've already changed it, why are you still asking if I'm okay?" However, I just nodded and smiled

.
He got me water and drinks, and we lay in bed watching TV. Before I knew it, we were both asleep

.
*** *** *** ***
It felt like I hadn't slept long when he shook me awake.
"Shanshan, did you get enough sleep?"
"What time is it?" I glanced at the clock; it was a little past four.
"Want to play a game? It's really exciting!"
He was already jumping around impatiently. The towel on his body had long been pulled off, and an erect penis seemed to reveal

a wicked thought.
"What game?" I replied irritably.
(Just to clarify, we're staying at a well-known motel in Taipei. Each room has its own

garage, but there are over a dozen rooms on each floor, all sharing a driveway.)
"Let's not get dressed and walk to the other side of the hallway, okay?" he said excitedly.
Hearing this, I was wide awake. My instinctive reaction was to yell back, "Are you crazy?!"
He explained earnestly that it was four o'clock, and there would be no one in the driveway. All we had to do was walk across and back,

like a dare, it was a lot of fun.
I was dumbfounded.
(Do you 7th graders play like this...? > <)
But I have to say, meeting Xiao Jie made me feel much younger. Normally I would never agree,

but now I suddenly filled with a playful spirit. So I said, okay.
This story tells us that it's easy to do impulsive and stupid things at four in the morning...
I shyly pulled off my towel and followed Xiao Jie, completely naked.
He was so natural, as if he were wearing clothes (The Emperor's New Clothes?), opening the door,

placing the doorway, pressing the garage light, and opening the garage door. The sound of the garage door opening was like a terrifying bang, intensifying the thrill,

terror, and excitement.
The door opened, and my excitement level was already off the charts. The cool night breeze seemed to remind me that I was running naked. Xiao

Jie pulled me along, leaving the garage door open in case we ran back.
A man and a woman, completely naked, walking in the driveway, only

guided by .
We tiptoed along, my heart pounding with nervousness. Suddenly, a cicada or some other insect chirped in the distance

. Startled, I immediately grabbed his hand, trying to pull him back. He smiled at me, lowering his voice, "Coward..." reassuring

me, and continued towards the end of the driveway.
At the end of the driveway was a row of windows and a ramp leading up to us. This meant that if a car suddenly appeared, it would see

us.
I looked at the driveway with a mix of nervous excitement and unease.
"Should we go back?" I whispered.
"Wait a minute," he said with a lewd smile, his eyes constantly glancing at my naked body.
I pushed him away impatiently, "What are you looking at..."
He kept playing with my breasts with one hand, his eyes darting around, afraid someone might pass by. After a

few moments, he seemed to notice my nervousness: "Don't worry, no one will come."
"You know that, don't you?" I instinctively covered my breasts with both hands.
"Shanshan, let's go back after we finish this, okay? If you don't do it, we'll stay here..."

he grinned mischievously.
"What's up?" I asked.
He grinned slyly, pressing my head down. "Give me a blowjob, just for a minute, really."
I almost fainted. This guy was a complete pervert.
But I was starting to think that no crazy person would come here at 4 a.m. With a mix of excitement,

a desire to get it over with, and a feeling of something in between, I actually knelt down and started giving him a blowjob.
He let out a soft sigh, looking down at me with satisfaction, gently pulling my hair with one hand as he enjoyed my sucking

. I rhythmically sucked on his ridiculously hard penis.
Nervous, excited, thrilled, shy—I felt a kind of unreal, hallucinatory sensation.
Suddenly, the most terrifying sound I'd ever heard appeared—the sound of a car slowly approaching!

Before , he grabbed me and dragged me frantically back to our room.
We ran into the garage, frantically pressing the garage door shut. We
thought we'd made it through safely.
We looked at each other and laughed.
But once we relaxed, we realized that our pent-up desires were on the verge of exploding.
He pulled me inside, shoved me roughly without any foreplay, and grabbed my

breasts forcefully. He didn't even bother with a condom before thrusting into me. I knew I should have urged him to put one on, but

the was uncontrollable.
He thrust hard, using my breasts as leverage. I grabbed his arms,

twisting and turning my waist... At that moment, all I wanted was to be filled to the brim!
"Huff..." he breathed heavily on my face.
"Harder... harder... ahhhhhh..." I cried out lasciviously.
He thrust faster and faster, the slapping sounds of our bodies colliding filling the air.
I hooked my arms around his neck, my lower body responding to each thrust. He pushed my hands away,

grabbing my waist, and I gripped the sheets, enduring his powerful impacts. I felt my breasts

swaying back and forth, but I had no time to think about anything else, only wanting to be thrust into hard and forcefully.
"Do you like it...do you like it..." he asked as he thrust deeper.
"I like it...ah...ah..."
"Do you like me doing this to you...mmm..."
"I like it...ah..."
He thrust like he was going to kill himself, his hands sometimes gripping my waist, sometimes my breasts. Without a condom, his penis

felt bigger and tighter, each thrust making my bones feel like they were about to fall apart.
"Can you cum inside me...Shanshan..." he whispered.
"Ah...ah...okay..." I responded dazedly.
"Beg me...beg me to cum inside...faster..."
"Ahhhhh...no...ah..."
"Faster..."
He sped up his thrusts, kneading my breasts, and slightly lifting my legs to make each thrust the deepest.
"Ah...ah...cum inside...cum me to death..." I cried out incoherently.
He thrust in hard and ejaculated, ejaculating for a long time. I felt his penis spasm, unable to stop for a long time.
Finally, he slowly withdrew from my body. I felt a throbbing sensation down there, like my bones were about to fall apart.
"Shanshan..." he called lovingly, leaning in to kiss me.
I clung to him, exhausted, still panting.
Reason slowly returned. I knew that going without a condom meant I had a lot to do next. I needed to take

the morning-after pill, get a PCR test, and see my good friend, my OB-GYN. But at that moment, it felt so good.

And going without a condom really felt amazing.
I took a shower, and we drifted off to sleep.
The next day at noon, he took me home. End of this absurd night.
[The End
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