The Night That Never Disappears

When I first entered university, I was obsessed with online games. I met M in a guild. Because I was a helpful and humorous person in the game, I was quite popular with girls, and we gradually became close. M was also a university student, and her city wasn't far from mine. Later, we met at a guild gathering, and we often visited each other's cities, eventually becoming good friends.
To be honest, M was very good-looking, about 172 cm tall, with a great figure, a firm bust, and an alluring hip curve—the kind of girl who would make my heart skip a beat at first sight. I could also tell that M liked me (and I'm not being modest; I'm quite handsome and sunny). However, at the time, we both had boyfriends or girlfriends, so we remained just friends.
M was from a single-parent family; her parents divorced when she was in elementary school, and her older siblings' marriages were also unsuccessful, which seemed to have greatly influenced her views on relationships. She had three boyfriends during her four years of university, and after graduation, she basically changed boyfriends every year. Although I could tell she was very invested in each relationship, they always ended without a trace. My own relationships were also going poorly at the time; my girlfriend and I were on and off. Whenever I was heartbroken or depressed, I would confide in M, and M did the same, sharing every relationship with me without reservation. Our relationship grew stronger that way. Although we had mutual feelings, neither of us wanted to possess the other, because we both had very sharp personalities when it came to relationships, and we knew very well that a relationship between us was impossible.
In June, M, her sister, and brother-in-law came to my city. My girlfriend was away on a business trip, so I spent the whole time with her. At the time, she was going through a breakup with her boyfriend of one year and was very upset. We went shopping during the day and went to bars at night to let loose. At the bar, she received a call from her boyfriend, and after a few words, they started arguing again. It seemed her boyfriend hung up on her, and she started crying uncontrollably. I didn't say much, just silently held her in my arms. She didn't resist; instead, she buried her head deeply in my chest. Her brother-in-law joked, "Look at R, he's a thousand times better than your boyfriend!" M laughed through her tears, "He's my own husband!"
We left the bar at 2 a.m., and M's sister and brother-in-law proactively made an excuse to go off on their own. M asked me, "Are you tired? Go home and rest." I said, "Let me take you back to your hotel; it's not safe for you to be alone so late." Once inside the hotel, everything seemed to go smoothly. Fueled by alcohol, M kissed me, and I kissed her back. I pulled her onto the bed, slowly undressed, and we were naked. M started by giving me oral sex. Her technique was excellent; while she was giving me oral sex, her eyes were always full of affection (my girlfriend always closes her eyes when she gives me oral sex). When my penis was a little dry, she would let some saliva drip from her lips onto the glans and then stroke it with her hand, before swallowing the shiny glans. She would also lick my anus while stroking it. To be honest, anal licking is very stimulating. My girlfriend has never done it because of psychological barriers, but M really enjoyed it. She moaned as she put her tongue into my rectum, which brought me to orgasm. At my request, I ejaculated in her mouth and made her swallow all of my semen.
I asked her how she could be so open-minded, accepting anal licking and swallowing semen, which was unlike her usual quiet self. She laughed and said that she started watching porn in high school, and after watching so much, she gradually applied it to real life. Then I gave her oral sex, licking her clitoris out of her foreskin and sucking on it, while inserting my fingers into her vagina and thrusting rapidly. She quickly orgasmed as well. Then, at her request, we did some light BDSM. She likes having her hands tied during sex. Since it was her safe period, I didn't wear a condom and ejaculated inside her. We kept going until 8 a.m., when we were both exhausted, and finally fell asleep in each other's arms.
M and I still keep in touch. Our friendship didn't end because we slept together; in fact, we became even closer. Neither of us suggested we be together, and neither of us was jealous of the other having a boyfriend or girlfriend. Perhaps this is a strange kind of fate. That night is etched in my heart and will never fade.

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