A romantic relationship with a girl born in 1993

The previous article recounted a story about a young woman I met during my graduate studies; it was entirely original and true. This time, I'll share a story about a recent graduate and my own romantic encounter. The content is also entirely true and unadulterated. Thank you for reading and for your support.

Around May Day 2014, while I was working on my thesis, I met a young woman through WeChat's "Friends" feature. She was an intern (test engineer) at a well-known software company in my university city. We chatted for about a week, and then I suggested we meet.

She readily agreed, and we arranged to meet at Wanda Plaza near my university. When we met, I found she looked almost exactly like her photos—fair skin, a slightly plump figure, exactly my type. From her expression, I could tell she was also very satisfied with me. After a brief chat, we went to eat barbecue together. After dinner, we watched a movie together. While looking for seats in the theater, I held her hand, and she hesitated for a moment before agreeing. I remember we watched a sci-fi film, the X-Men series. We talked throughout the movie and enjoyed the entire film.

After the video ended, I took a taxi to send her back to her dorm. Her company had intern dorms not far from my school. For the next few days, we continued chatting on WeChat, then had dinner together and went to the beach. My school was in a northern coastal city; the summer nights were especially cool. We held hands on the beach, then hugged and kissed. When I suggested we not go back that night, she didn't say anything and silently agreed. This was the tenth day since we met.

That night, we had sex at a Hanting Hotel outside the school. I was the second guy she'd been with. We made love very passionately that night, almost as soon as we woke up. She had no idea how to give oral sex, and she wasn't skilled at the woman-on-top position at all. I was on top almost the entire night because my penis was too big; she would cry out in pain if I penetrated her from behind, so we didn't use that position. The next morning, she told me her genitals hurt. I felt very guilty and kept apologizing to her. That's true. When I was an undergraduate, my girlfriend and I went to a small hotel outside the school, and it was the same thing. Maybe it was because I was young and liked to exercise, so I had good stamina and endurance. During sex, I always aimed for high-speed thrusting and the physical contact was too intense. I promised her I'd be gentler next time. Indeed, later, whether with married women or my girlfriend, almost everyone said my penis was too big and it hurt. Because of this, I gradually changed my approach to sex. I stopped pursuing speed and force, and started stimulating her nipples and clitoris with my tongue first, entering her when her desire was at its peak. I've gotten a bit off-topic; let's get back to the main point.

In the days that followed, we'd book hotel rooms together whenever we had time. We were hooking up like a couple in a relationship, but we never talked about the future. We both probably knew what was going on: she was an only child, and her parents had planned for her to find a local boyfriend. I had already received a job offer (I got it through the fall 2013 campus recruitment), and I was definitely leaving the city after graduation. At the time, I genuinely wanted a girl to hook up with. Driven by youthful vigor and pent-up desires, we ended up together.
I remember the last time we met was on the playground outside her dorm. We were lying there, she on my lap, and I asked her if she was happy being with me. She looked at the stars and replied that she was very happy (her exact words, word for word). I'm four years older than her; I was born in '88 and she in '92. We got along well on everything except our future, since there was no generation gap. We watched movies, ate meals, chatted, and made love together. I could see her reluctance and lingering affection for me then, and I was reluctant to let her go too. I can't forget her fair skin, her full breasts, and her captivating smile. I will always consider her a beautiful encounter in my life.

Since graduation, we've rarely contacted each other (we haven't met). Occasionally, we exchange WeChat greetings during holidays. Through her WeChat Moments, I learned that she's getting married soon, and I send her my sincerest blessings.

Okay, I'll stop here. The end of this article is a little sad. I'm a very sentimental person myself. May our future be bright!

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