In the classroom on a rainy day

My name is Xiaofeng, and I'm a senior in high school. Starting a few years ago, I noticed I was different from my classmates. For example, I finally had my first wet dream, and I would blush when I saw the pretty girls at school, but I would still sneak peeks at their breasts when no one was looking, sometimes even having the urge to touch them. But of course, I'm still a model citizen—I have the desire but not the courage. So I can only relieve myself by watching porn online. In
my freshman year of high school, I had a girlfriend named Hong. She wasn't very pretty, but her shy demeanor left this novice completely bewildered. For the past two years, I've given her everything. I buy her snacks, carry her bag, and take her to the movies. We're very excited, sometimes even talking about how we'll spend our next life together. I would tease her, saying she wanted to give me a whole football team to bring glory to the country. She's very cute; she would shyly run away. We've kissed, and my hands have touched every part of her body, but we've never actually done it.
Every time we get intimate, she refuses to go any further. Once, I almost forced myself on her, and Hong looked at me with such hurt in her eyes, which made my heart ache, so I let her go. But there was one particularly memorable time that I'll always remember, and I think Hong will remember it for the rest of her life.
That day after school, we were on duty cleaning. After we finished, it suddenly started pouring rain, and we took shelter under the eaves of the classroom. It quickly got dark, and there were only the two of us in the classroom. Our clothes were soaked, and we were very cold. A gust of wind would make Hong shiver, and I felt so sorry for her. I offered her my coat, but Hong, seeing how cold I was, refused. Eventually, we naturally leaned against each other.
I held her, feeling no lust whatsoever; I just hoped the rain would stop soon. But it seemed like even the heavens were against me; the rain showed no sign of stopping, and in fact, it seemed to be pouring down harder. Hong was very anxious, and I tried everything to comfort her.
I told her a story. I laughed and said, "There are two people chatting in a park, an old man and a young woman. The old man is carrying a bird basket, and the young woman is leading a cat. They seem to know each other well. The old man keeps playing with the kitten. The young woman smiles and says, 'If you keep playing with my little sister, I'll play with your penis.'" Hong laughed heartily, her laughter radiant. I looked at her and found her very beautiful, so I kept staring at her.
Hong noticed and shyly punched me, scolding, "Feng, you little rascal, you're being naughty again." I felt my fire ignite. I hugged her, cradling her head in my hands, our eyes meeting. I said to Hong, whose face was flushed, "How could I forget you, you little vixen?" I started kissing her, using all my strength, and we slowly fell to the ground. I began to undress her piece by piece. Hong's body was exposed to me for the first time. I began to caress her entire body, and Hong became aroused, moaning softly, like a fairy's song. I couldn't hold back any longer. I took off my clothes and pressed myself against her. Hong realized my intentions and struggled fiercely, even crying.
I was stunned. I dared not move anymore, but I was unwilling to give up. I took her hand and guided it to my penis. I teased, "Hong, look what you've done to it. You're making me feel terrible, it's going to burst." Hong laughed and scolded me, "You shameless thing, you did it yourself and you're blaming me."
But Hong looked worried. Suddenly, I noticed my penis moving. It turned out that Hong's little hand was stroking it. She didn't seem to have much skill, just gently stroking it. I thought of scenes from porn. I placed my hand on her little hand and started teaching her how to do it. That was the first time a woman had masturbated me. We were both very embarrassed afterwards, and it seemed the rain had stopped. Hong suddenly ran away, and I didn't chase after her.
Later, I told this story to my best friend Xiaoming, and he laughed at me for being silly. He said that if you don't take advantage of the opportunity, it will be wasted. I don't understand and don't agree with it. Does liking something mean you have to keep it in your hands? After high school, Hong and I went to different universities. We kept in touch by text message, but the passion we once had was gone. I heard she has a boyfriend who dotes on her in university. I hope she's doing well.

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