[The experience of sneaking into the girls' dormitory that night]

I'm 23 years old and just graduated from university. I really enjoyed those years of university life.
Like other college students, I had a girlfriend, played games, played cards, skipped classes, and while my grades weren't great
, I never failed. But I've always had a secret. It's nothing really, but I have a foot fetish. I don't
know when it started, but I've developed a strong interest in women's feet. Most people
might understand but not support it, and I know it's not a respectable fetish, so I've always
kept it hidden. At first, I would watch porn, but that wasn't enough, so I started
reading novels about it. After reading a lot, I did develop a desire to try it out, but it's so
difficult! I've never dared to reveal this fetish to my girlfriend. Of course, I've secretly smelled her feet and socks
, but honestly, it wasn't satisfying. Sometimes I think this fetish is wrong and I should change it, but
every now and then, the urge comes back. When I can't think of a good way to deal with it, I just fantasize.
What else can I do?
The turning point came one Saturday night when my roommate and I went out to an internet cafe. We had agreed to stay all night,
but I was too tired that night and chickened out and came back. (It's really rare to stay all night in college. I remember once I went to bed,
and someone said something, and I got up at 1 a.m. to go out and stay all night with my roommate. Thinking back on that time, it was really fun
.) Our school is nice because the gates are never locked at night. When I came back that night, it was already past 2 a.m.
Walking alone on campus felt very quiet. As I passed the girls' dormitory, a thought suddenly popped into my head and immediately
took over my mind. I was really excited at the time. I wanted to go into the girls' dormitory to get some underwear or something, preferably
socks. I looked around and there was no one there. I didn't even consider whether there were any security cameras. I just
walked in. Everyone knows a little about universities, just that some are structured differently. In our school, the girls' dormitory
is enclosed on the outside, and you can walk inside, but boys can definitely
enter I wouldn't go unless it was a specific time. I went into the girls' dormitory, feeling very excited. It was my first time doing this
, and I'd never paid attention to it before. When I tried to steal, I realized I couldn't get close to the girls' dormitory balcony. Most dormitories
have specially constructed balconies on the first floor, making it practically impossible to climb over. But our school is different
(I won't go into details to avoid spoiling it, but it's definitely not conducive to committing a crime). I was disappointed.
Should I give up? Then I suddenly remembered that the girls' dormitories at our school aren't all together; one side is
n't sealed off (I don't really understand why that side is like that, but the fact is, thefts
happen there quite often too, just with different targets). I checked the time; it was still early. Tonight was going to be a sleepless night, though
I was definitely not sleepy now.
I still remember the scene of taking a girl's underwear for the first time; I'll probably never forget it. I used to be a law-abiding citizen,
never stealing anything. I never thought that going to university would ruin my morals! Sigh! Getting back to the point, I arrived at the girls' dormitory
area. The boys' dormitory was in front, and the girls' dormitory was behind. I slowly walked past the boys' dormitory, feeling
guilty. I figured if someone saw me, I
could pretend I had just returned and was heading back to my dorm. But if I got caught in the girls' dormitory area, things would be complicated. So I kept my eyes peeled for my surroundings and looked up,
because you never know which night owl might be out looking around, getting some fresh air. I didn't want my whole
process to be witnessed. Finally, I arrived at the girls' dormitory area. To the left was the girls' dormitory balcony, and to the right
was the boys' dormitory entrance (you can understand why I didn't dare go further in; if I went in, both sides would be girls' dormitories
, and if someone spotted me, I wouldn't be able to hide). I quietly walked along the girls' dormitory balcony from front to back
. My heart was in my throat—I was terrified yet incredibly excited. Since it was on the first floor, their
balconies were higher than usual, so obviously I couldn't reach out and pull their clothes off the hangers. My first focus
was on their shoes. Hehe, many girls left their shoes out to dry on the balcony and didn't take them inside at night.
I picked up a few pairs and smelled them. To be honest, there was a big difference; some smelled nice, while others were quite smelly. Of course,
my main purpose wasn't to smell their shoes, so I just glanced at them and put them down. Then I looked around and immediately started
staring. I was looking at their underwear. It was my first time doing this, and I really wanted to get the whole set (socks, bras, panties).
I was a bit greedy. Socks and bras aren't actually that hard to find. Some girls use a stick to connect to the window and balcony platform
, and hang some clothes hangers on it. You can find socks and bras there. Originally, I just wanted to grab a pair of socks
, but when I saw that it was actually possible, I wanted more. That's just how people are! I couldn't reach the underwear, but
I saw a hook with a clothes rack hanging above it. It was long enough for me to reach. I found a
dorm room with the clothes rack within my reach, and after taking it, I was terrified and just wanted to grab it and leave quickly. I originally wanted to take a
black pair of underwear, but couldn't find any (actually, I didn't really look much), so I took a white one. The strangest thing is that I
put the hook back instead of running away immediately. Thinking about it now, it's quite ridiculous. In the end, I did get
a good time, but thinking about it afterwards, it was really wrong. I was a sophomore then, and I've graduated now. In those two years,
I've taken women's underwear more than once. I couldn't help it; although I knew it was wrong, I couldn't resist sometimes
, and the place provided the opportunity. After taking it a few times, I realized I couldn't keep
doing this. If you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get wet. It depends on luck. At least I've rarely encountered any unexpected situations
(actually, there was one time, which I'll mention later). The best time to commit the crime is around 3 AM, because
most people are asleep at that time. People are most tired then, especially girls. Even if someone wakes up in the middle of the night
, they can easily fall back asleep. So this time is crucial. The intervals between the crimes should be frequent, ideally once every six months
. You also need to control yourself. One time is fine, but too many times will develop into a habit of stealing, which is really not worth it
. Also, try to take from one side of the room. Girls usually feel very embarrassed when their things are taken. They're angry,
but they don't really want to report it. These kinds of things are common in universities, and some counselors don't even care.
They need to be careful themselves. After all, it's not like valuables were stolen; if word gets out, it's bad for the school, and even
worse for the girl in question. So, most girls just accept it, though they're probably cursing the perpetrator in their hearts. Actually, I wondered at the time
if any girls, after having their underwear taken, would feel excited thinking about how that guy had touched their underwear? Maybe
some, but probably not most. Taking from one dorm isn't likely to cause a public outcry, but if several dorms are involved
, and the girls get together and talk about it, they might impulsively call the police, which wouldn't be fun! (Here I should also mention
that the best time to go is during a short holiday, like National Day, when most people have gone home,
making it much safer. Also, if you walk up to their dorm and check if their doors are locked, it means they've
all gone home, and you can consider going in. Of course, this only applies if their balcony door is open,
but I've never been in; I couldn't bring myself to do it. Speaking of which, let me tell you what happened during my senior year.
I hesitated to tell you, but since things have come to this point, there's no point in keeping secrets anymore. Although
I've taken women's underwear over the years, it hasn't satisfied me. Better to let it out than to suppress it, right? I've always wanted to try it for real
. Later, I even licked my girlfriend's feet. Of course, I couldn't bring it up directly; I just pretended to be very passionate to
move her. But she didn't seem to mind, nor did she seem particularly fond of it, haha. Back then, during my senior year,
most people in our department went on internships. Some were studying, some were interning with teachers, or some were planning to take the postgraduate entrance exam and
stayed. I was at school, the former (referring to the first group
of students). It was my senior year and also the National Day holiday. I wanted to go back home, but the teachers wouldn't let me leave—what a pain! That night, I was alone in my dorm (which was basically empty then). I couldn't resist and
wanted to go check out the other side (you know what I mean). It was only 1 AM, which wasn't a good time to go,
but I figured it was National Day and there wouldn't be many people around, so I got up. (By the way, I didn't take anything with me when I committed the crime.
I left the key on the doorplate, wore clothes I don't usually wear, and tied my shoelaces tightly, just in case I
lost something or my shoelaces came undone while running away.) I was also very careful locking the door when I left. The dorm next door was full of students
preparing for graduate school entrance exams; they were all very focused and I didn't know what time they went to bed. I didn't want them to hear me.
??? That day was actually just luck. How to put it? After I got there, I walked around as usual, scouting the area (I was quite professional).
That's when the annoying thing happened. When I walked along the girls' dorm balcony to a certain dorm, a girl
... I walked onto the balcony and was completely stunned. Even though I hadn't done anything, what
was I doing loitering near the girls' dormitory balcony at that time? (Actually, I was still a little guilty, since it was the first time I'd encountered something like this. I
could have easily ignored her and walked away; she definitely wouldn't have done anything, at most just watching my cool
back view.) I stared at her, motionless, and she stared back at me. We stared at each other for a few seconds, and maybe she hadn't realized what was
going on either. Ironically, her dormitory light was off, meaning she was probably getting ready to sleep. I wondered
what she was doing on the balcony, and then she saw me. Then, something that scared me half to death happened—she actually called out
my name!!! She asked me what I was doing there!!! My mind went completely blank. Jokingly speaking, this
doesn't make sense; there shouldn't be anyone I know around here. I looked closely, and this girl was actually from our
senior class! (We were in a large class, five classes, nearly 150 people. Although we weren't in the same class,
we'd been in the same class for four years, so it was normal to know each other. We'd even spoken, just not much.) At the time, I was both relaxed
and nervous. Relaxed because I knew her, nervous because I knew her. Haha, thinking back now it's really funny
. What happened later feels like a dream.
I told her I'd gone out to use the internet and came back in through this door. I'd been at school for four years and hadn't been here before
, wondering what the dorms were like (our school dorms are roughly divided into four sections, and they
're quite far from us, at least on foot). While my story might not be entirely believable, it wasn't completely fabricated either,
so she didn't say anything. And I really was just walking around outside, nothing more. Then I
asked her why she was there. She said she was originally doing an internship, but it didn't go well, so she came back to prepare for graduate school entrance exams, but
she didn't have a dorm. She felt she shouldn't be here in the first place, but then a fellow student from another department, also preparing for graduate school, took
over I let her stay in my bed. We chatted for a bit while standing, and I learned her roommate wasn't home that night. I was about to go to sleep
when I came out to take my shoes inside because it was supposedly going to rain the next day (damn, I always paid attention to the weather forecast in college).
At this point, I could have just left, but I heard this girl lived alone, and I had
a little bit of a flirtation with her in freshman year—like often looking at her in class, but I never dared to make a move.
Later, she got a boyfriend, so it ended there. She was my type, and I don't even understand myself anymore. I
actually said to her, "Is no one in your dorm? I don't know what girls' dorms are like
. Maybe I can come in and chat with you?" After saying that, I froze. Sometimes we really don't think before we speak.
I wanted to slap myself after saying it. She looked at me for a few seconds, hesitated, and said, "Hmm" (or maybe
"Oh?"). I just remember being stunned again, then wondering if she meant yes? (
Read I looked around, climbed over the wall, and went inside anyway. It was my first time in a girls' dormitory.
Since only two people lived there, things were a bit messy, but the beds were relatively tidy. She seemed
no different from the boys, except for a fragrance—I think it was perfume or something. I sat down and
chatted with her. We had a desk lamp on, so the light wasn't bright, but there was still a connection. We talked for a bit, and I learned that
her boyfriend had broken up with her six months ago. The atmosphere seemed good, and I thought
that girls don't usually let boys into their rooms or dorms, but she let me in. I figured
she at least liked me. I pulled up a stool and sat down next to her, kind of testing the waters.
She didn't say anything, and I felt there was a chance. We chatted for a while longer, then I said it was getting late and I should go back.
She agreed, stood up, and started walking towards the balcony. After two steps, I stopped and turned around.
I looked at her without saying a word. (This was what I had planned from the beginning, because I was a bit mischievous. I thought,
since I'm already here, I can't just leave without taking advantage of her, but I can't just hug and touch her directly. So I planned to
say I was leaving first, then pretend I wasn't, or that I had something to say but couldn't say it, anyway, I figured she would understand.) At this
point, she lowered her head. I couldn't hesitate any longer. I'm not stupid. I quietly walked over and
gently hugged her, then gradually increased the pressure. After a while, I felt I could take it a step further and kissed her directly.
When I kissed her, I felt like I was dreaming. The effect was too good. I felt like I shouldn't have won her over so easily. I knew it wouldn't
be appropriate to do anything else at this point. If I let go, it would be all over. So I just kissed her. I don't remember how long it lasted. Then
I touched her, while still maintaining the kiss. I felt it was about right, and then I asked, "Can you be my girlfriend
?" (I had already broken up with my boyfriend, and this girl was my type. It was very exciting at the time, and I just wanted to get
her first, so we had to settle things first.) She didn't say anything at the time, just nodded and then hugged me.
I knew in my heart that it was impossible to actually do anything tonight, but I wouldn't miss out on taking advantage of her. I kissed her again
, and then started touching her briefly. Although I wasn't a virgin, I was really excited. So,
I kissed her ear for a while, and then nervously whispered in her ear, "Can I stay tonight? I promise I won't do anything
, just sleep with you, okay?" (I know some people will think this is fake and illogical.
Neither my behavior nor my girlfriend's reaction should be right. Indeed, I believe that with other girls, I wouldn't even be able
to get into their dorms, and with other guys, my girlfriend wouldn't react this way, but it happened anyway
.) At first, she refused. Yes, no one would agree, even if she had always had
feelings for me. (Speaking of which, I have to say that the way to make a girl look at you differently is to appropriately show your
feelings for her, but not too directly. You need to let her sense it, but also let her think you just have a crush on her and you
don't know she's already discovered your crush. Then she'll still pay attention to you, even if it's not about liking you, but
...) You have qualities that set you apart from other guys. At this point, for some girls, you've already won half the battle. Because for girls
, confessing your feelings casually is like digging your own grave. If you fail, she'll remember that you liked her,
confessed, and didn't agree. Do you think she'll treat you like a normal person then? Only by getting her
attention herself—she wants the guy who likes her to be outstanding—will she automatically pay attention to you and make her own
evaluation. Of course, there's a need for follow-up actions, but I won't go into details here; I'm not a dating
guru, and there's no foolproof method for pursuing girls. (I know she still likes me; it's my fault for not being firm enough
and not making a move immediately. Sigh!) She shook her head, indicating she didn't want to sleep with me. At this point, I couldn't
give up, so I hugged and kissed her. After a while, I said, "Let's sleep separately. Let her
sleep in her roommate's bed, and I'll sleep in hers." After that, we kissed again. Then, before she could say anything, I assured her I wouldn't do anything. She
hesitated for a moment and agreed, saying that I'd been hard since I got into her bed, and it was impossible for
me to fall asleep like that, nor could she. After a brief standoff, I texted her, "Are you asleep?" I heard
her turn over and say, "No," just two simple words, which was enough for me. I texted again, "Are you cold? Why
don't you come sleep here? It's more comfortable sleeping in your own bed." After waiting a while without a reply, I couldn't resist texting again, "I'm coming over." I
used declarative sentences to see her reaction, also afraid she'd be angry. After sending the message, I didn't move. After a while, I heard
a sound on the other end; she had come over. She came into bed, and neither of us said anything. After a while, I hugged her and slowly
kissed her. At that moment, I knew that tonight might be different. Looking back now, it's unbelievable. I only remember
kissing her neck, and she reacted strongly. It was a sensitive area for her. I knew that taking off her clothes at that point was probably
not an option, so I moved my body down, pushing her clothes up and kissing her slowly, afraid she would suddenly stop me. I continued
until I had her breasts completely exposed. I knew it was worth it even if she stopped me then, since things had progressed too quickly
. I slowly licked her breasts, unsure if I should continue. I lingered on her breasts for a while,
then couldn't resist anymore and moved down. I was prepared for her to reject me at any moment, thinking I'd take it
one step at a time. I didn't dare take off her pants, so I touched her genitals through her underwear. I was incredibly excited;
it felt different from my previous girlfriends. After a while, I felt I should try to take it a step further. Nervously, I tried to take off her underwear.
I couldn't resist anymore, thinking I had to get her underwear off no matter what. I could feel her gripping my hand,
not wanting me to take it off. I couldn't force myself on her, so I kissed her hand to the side, touched her, and
continued. I tried to take her underwear off, but before I could get it completely off, she resisted again. I had no choice but to continue coaxing her.
It took a long time to finally get her underwear off completely, but it was all worth it. Let me first say that I quite enjoy giving girls oral sex.
I think guys with a foot fetish wouldn't object to giving girls oral sex. At that moment, her reaction was even stronger.
I could feel her pressing my head down with her hand, then letting go. Actually, looking back, my girlfriend still seems to enjoy this
. I kept stimulating her clitoris. My girlfriend doesn't have much pubic hair, but it's normal, and there wasn't any unpleasant
smell, which I like. Later, my tongue felt a little uncomfortable because I was licking very hard. At that point, I was
burning with desire. I knew I wanted her tonight. I moved closer to her ear and asked if anyone was in the adjacent dorm
room tonight. She said she didn't know. It was a pain. I wanted to have sex with her, but I was afraid the vibrations would be
heard by the person in the adjacent dorm room. She said she didn't know, but I couldn't care less. I just kissed her and said
... I promise to take responsibility for you, don't be afraid. Then I took her hand and made her touch my genitals. Mine is about 13 or
14 cm, not too big or too small. I think it's manageable in China. When she touched
my exposed genitals, she was very excited. I could clearly feel her body tremble. Then we
kissed (actually, this trick works quite well). I slowly moved my genitals towards hers and told her I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted to...
"Here you are, don't be afraid, I won't bully you." (Don't nitpick, that's what I said.) Then I slowly went in.
I was talking the whole time, but she didn't say anything, and I don't know what she said. I only know that I went in
, and then I slowly started moving. Because I was afraid that someone in the dorm was watching, I didn't dare to be too rough. Also, I was very excited at the time ,
and I really didn't need to do it like that. I felt like I was about to ejaculate after about 5 minutes of this slow movement. But at that time, it
felt really good, incredibly comfortable. And our bed was on top, not a bunk bed, so I couldn't move too much.
So I just didn't stop and ejaculated inside. This was the most embarrassing moment of that night. My girlfriend
scolded me for it several times later. But in that situation, no man could resist. Later, I looked at the time and it was almost 3 a.m.
I thought 5 minutes was short, but this "foreplay" was really too long. Later, I didn't leave and just slept
there I was woken up by my girlfriend at 5:30 to get dressed and leave, otherwise someone might see me. I'd only slept a short while!
I had no choice but to leave, feeling groggy. Walking around campus, there was no one around, and it was still dark. It felt completely different
. I wondered if I was dreaming. That night was unbelievable. Now my girlfriend and I live in different cities.
Sometimes I wonder if she's a bit "aggressive," because that night was a little... well
...

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