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My birthday is the Dragon Boat Festival, what a coincidence. When I was a child, I always thought that my mother gave birth to me on that day on purpose, so I especially like to eat rice dumplings. Once, it was my birthday and I was studying in another city. I really wanted to eat rice dumplings that day, so I went to the supermarket to buy some rice dumplings and duck eggs and treated my classmates to them. They laughed at me and said that who would celebrate their birthday like that? It was so unfair to themselves. They also said that I was stingy for not treating them to a big meal. Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival and also my birthday, but I can’t eat zongzi. Although there are so many delicious foods and gifts, deep down I still want to eat zongzi. But no one would treat me to a meal, so I decided to buy some rice dumplings as a birthday breakfast for myself tomorrow.
So I went out to buy some rice dumplings, and just as I left the house, my cell phone rang. Someone sent me a text message, and I thought it was someone wishing me happy birthday in advance. But when I opened it, it said, "I'm Yaju, do you remember me? Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, and it's also your birthday, I didn't remember it wrong. How about we go out for dinner tomorrow, just the two of us."
Ya Ru is my childhood friend, and her original name is Ya Ru. When he was a child, he was seriously ill. His superstitious grandfather asked a fortune teller to tell him that medicine would only work if his name contained the character "草" (grass) radical, so he changed his name to "娘". Of course, my name is not much better, Shengnan; I was born during the extremely strict family planning policy, so my parents didn’t have the opportunity to let me “have a brother”, so they had to name me “Shengnan” o(╯□╰)o
Yaju is one year younger than me. After I was admitted to Huazhong University of Science and Technology and I said that this school was good, his family enrolled him there. Although he is a boy, he is even more introverted and shy than girls. He was often bullied when he was a child, and he would cry and ask me, his "sister", to help him. Later, starting from middle school, we were no longer in the same school. I was shocked when I saw him after the college entrance examination and almost didn't recognize him. The little boy is now 185cm tall. However, my introverted personality is really deeply rooted, and I couldn't say a word for a long time.
We have only seen each other a few times since he was admitted to our school; this kid must have forgotten about me, his sister, a long time ago. Alas, as a carefree person like me, I actually prefer introverted and submissive types~~ Unfortunately, he is always cold to me. It would be so embarrassing if I were rejected after taking the initiative. After breaking up with my boyfriend last year, I haven’t met anyone as attractive as him.
He took the initiative to ask me out today, which is really rare, and I was very happy. Besides, it was just the two of us... Haha, am I overthinking it? Anyway, I'm very happy. I don't expect him to confess his feelings, but at least we have a chance to get along. I replied happily: "Okay, where are we going? What time?"
On the Dragon Boat Festival, I dressed myself up beautifully and put on light makeup, hoping to leave a good impression on him. I arrived at the meeting place at 11 o'clock, but he was late! I was in a bad mood, but I didn't show it. He stammered, "Happy Birthday," gave me a gift, and then stopped talking@#@! ¥@%! %I'm so pissed off.
After that, we simply ordered dishes and ate rice dumplings...so boring. Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, I asked, "Did you ask me out so that I could watch you eat?"
"No..." Is he nervous? It seems a bit... I really hope he will confess to me after being nervous for a long time~~ So I asked: "What is that? Is there something wrong? Tell me quickly~"
"I...I...I lost a bet with the people in the dormitory, and they asked me to date a girl...I don't know any of them, so I had to ask you out..." He finished his sentence hesitantly.
I suddenly felt very embarrassed: "Oh, you asked me out because no one else wanted to make an appointment? You only remembered that you have a sister after you lost the bet, right? You really want to piss me off, right?" I was very angry and left him and walked out of the restaurant. I seldom cry in front of others, but today I felt very wronged. I cried while walking, not caring about people on the side of the road looking at me. Yes, I am narrow-minded, but it doesn’t matter if it’s someone else, but it’s you! So infuriating!
I was waiting for the green light at the intersection, cursing that annoying guy in my heart, but I ended up missing the green light. Wait for the next green light, I wiped my tears. He later chased after me, repeatedly saying sorry and emphasizing that he sincerely wished me a happy birthday. This wooden man has no idea why I am angry. I ignored him and ran back to the dormitory. At two o'clock in the afternoon, I received a text message: "Senior, we are brothers in Ruzi's dormitory. Ruzi is a good person. You don't have a boyfriend. Give him a chance. We brothers guarantee with our lives that he will treat you well."
ah? I was totally stunned...what does that mean? Could it be that someone in their dormitory made a bet with him again, he lost again, and then made fun of me? However, the word "boyfriend" made me have some fantasies and hopes... Never mind, I wasn't sure what was going on, so I replied: "I don't understand what you are saying." After waiting for a long time, I didn't receive any reply text messages... I was very confused and didn't know what happened, so I just called Yaju directly.
"Hello, it's me. Did you make a bet with the people in the dormitory again?"
"No? Nan Nan, don't be angry. I was wrong to say that this morning."
"I'm not asking you that. Someone from your dorm texted me and said a bunch of nonsense, so I asked if you lost the bet again."
"Ah???!" He suddenly became very nervous. "What did they say???"
I didn't expect him to be so excited, but I felt that things seemed a bit troublesome, so I said, "Come out, and we'll meet at the main building entrance."
It was the Dragon Boat Festival holiday and there was almost no one around the main building, so he and I found an empty small study room and started talking. I asked him what was going on, but in order to get the truth, I didn't tell him the content of the text message. The people in his dormitory didn't tell him the content of the text message, so I could use it to exchange for his truth.
"Actually...actually it wasn't a bet, it was just an excuse I made up." He was finally ready to tell the truth under my pressure, "They caught me with something, and if I didn't ask you out, they would use that to threaten me...I went home at noon in a bad mood, so I didn't say anything. I didn't tell them what they asked me...I don't know what message they sent you, but don't listen to their nonsense, and don't get angry because of their gossip!"
I sorted out my thoughts and said, "Their text messages are their business, but you have to tell me what your handle is. What does it have to do with asking me out? I am also a party to the case, so you have to let me know what is going on, right?"
He started his ace silence again, alas. But seeing her blushing face, I couldn't bear to embarrass him; but I still hoped that his "handle" could be related to "liking me". For love, I risked everything: "You don't have to tell me. I can just call the people in your dormitory and ask them. I will definitely find out what evidence is against you, absolutely!" He knows my character, and no one can stop me from doing anything I want to do. He sighed helplessly and said, "After I tell you, can you promise not to be angry and hate me?"
"Of course~!" Actually, I thought to myself, it depends on what you say.
He seemed to have made up his mind, locked the classroom door, and whispered, "Are you sure you won't be angry?" I also whispered, "Really, I won't tell anyone."
He took a deep breath and said, "They know I like you, so they asked me to confess to you. But I couldn't say it during the meal..."
“……”Oh my God, is this really the case? Did I hear that correctly? My heart is beating like a little rabbit. He didn't seem to say anything, so I asked, "Does this count as a confession?"
"This...I guess it counts...You...are not angry?"
"Hehe, why am I angry?" Seeing me laugh, he finally relaxed. The look in his eyes seemed to be asking me what my answer was. I'm not in a hurry to tell you~ "It's okay for me not to be angry, but you have to tell me clearly how they knew you liked me. Otherwise, I will really be angry."
He is not a child anymore. After finding out that I was not angry, he was unwilling to "confess". This made me very upset and my brows furrowed again. Seeing this, he begged me, "I really can't tell you. You will definitely be very angry if you know. You and I grew up together, and I am most afraid of you losing your temper..."
"Ah... am I that fierce?" I felt so sad when he said that; it was as if he was calling me a tigress. I just have a bad temper, but I'm not fierce...
"No! It's... it's because I feel uncomfortable when I see you unhappy... I want you to be happy all the time..." His voice became smaller and smaller, but I became happier and happier~
"If you don't tell me, I will definitely be angry. If you tell me, I will definitely not be angry~"
He was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead. Seeing that I was still so stubborn, he could only confess honestly: "They saw me thinking about you secretly..."
I felt happy in my heart, "What do you think of me?"
He stammered and didn't want to say anything, so I took the courage to put my hand between his legs and asked, "Did you touch this?"
He was startled and his whole body trembled. He subconsciously covered his private parts with his hands. His face turned red and purple, and he looked at me nervously.
Haha, since I know that you like me, I’m not afraid that you’ll get angry if I touch you. With his personality, I have to be the first to take the initiative, which is just what I like. I naughtily touched his bulge with my fingers and said, "Isn't it true~ When you miss me, do you rub this with your hands? It feels good, right?"
I was very excited to see his thing getting bigger and bigger. Seeing that I seemed to like him, he smiled sheepishly and said, "I rubbed it by looking at...looking at your photo...I secretly took a photo of you during the sports meet..."
"So are you fantasizing about having sex with me?" I asked him boldly. It has been 8 months since I last had sex, and my desire has been accumulating for a long time. Some time ago, I masturbated thinking about him. Since we both have needs and like each other, we should satisfy each other~ Let's go all the way. I pushed his hands away and unzipped his pants. He looked at me with rapid breathing as I unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and underwear bit by bit, leaving his cock standing erect in front of us. His cock is a nice size, with a cute round head~not dark in color, and straight; his pubic hair is thick and long around his cock and balls.
"I...I...can I?" He looked at me with expectant eyes, which was really unbearable. I threw myself on him and kissed him hard. He was numb at first, but later he followed my tongue and sucked and rolled around. I put his hand on my chest and moved his hand to touch my breasts. He quickly got into the mood and put his hand into my bra and kissed me while touching me. I saw that he couldn't let go of my breasts and couldn't care about doing anything else, so I unbuttoned all the buttons myself and let him eat my breasts with big mouthfuls. My whole body felt refreshed.
"Bite me~~I like you~and I want to be with you!"
"Shh..." He hinted me to keep my voice down, and then he went back to sucking my breasts in a hurry. I smiled, "Don't worry, there is no one here. Come, let me show you my private parts." I took off my skirt and underwear completely, and my black pubic hair was fully exposed in front of him. I sat on the table, letting my pussy face him, and said, "Look at me here, there's so much water, waiting for you~ I've been leaking water for a long time, I used my fingers to spread my vaginal opening, let him look at my whole body, and begged him to come in quickly. Nowadays, the male dormitory of colleges is basically an A-movie studio, he should know how to insert it. It's so wet here, I guarantee he will feel good~
He couldn't control himself anymore and held my thighs and went straight into my pussy. My vagina was a little tight, but there was a lot of moisture, so he quickly pushed in with force and began to fuck me rhythmically.
"It feels so good~~~Ah~~~~~~" He probably hasn't heard a woman moaning in his ear, so I'll let him hear it enough. Anyway, there's no one in the corridor, so I can scream without worry~~~"Ah~~Oh~~Oh!! Ah!!!! Ah——" I screamed to his rhythm, the harder he fucked, the louder I screamed, which was my hint for him to fuck harder. I especially like being fucked hard, the stronger the force, the more stimulated my lower body is, and I like being fucked quickly, so that the pleasure is intense and it's easy to orgasm. So I continued to hint at him: "Quick, just like that! Ah! So good...quick...harder..."
He didn't do anything unnecessary and just obediently thrust hard and fast. I felt heat inside and knew he had ejaculated. I'm in my safe period, so I really want him to ejaculate inside me so that I can enjoy it for a few more seconds. He gasped for air and said, "Making love is so great... Are you comfortable?"
"Well, you're thrusting very hard. It feels very good to me. But I haven't reached orgasm yet. Can you help me reach orgasm with your hands?" He looked a little sad when he saw that he didn't last long. I asked him if it was his first time, and he said yes. I said it didn't matter, because boys' first time would be very short. You've made me feel comfortable. I asked him to put his fingers in, and I pressed my clitoris with my hand and asked him to quickly hook me with his fingers. I watched as a mixture of his previous semen and my love juice flowed out from my lower body, being brought out in streams by his fingers. It felt indescribably good. I know where it feels best, so I tell him where to put more force. But after a while, I also reached orgasm. He was very happy when he saw so much vaginal fluid in me.
From then on, we started dating officially and had sex whenever we had the chance. He later found out the location of my G-spot, and would always use his hands to make me orgasm before he started to fuck me. It was really comfortable. However, I prefer the woman on top position, and he also likes to be fucked by me, so I often attack him hard on top of him. Every time if I'm the one attacking, he ejaculates faster and he says it feels better. Sometimes, if I'm on top and control myself well, I can climax with him at the same time. It's especially exciting when the bed is covered with our vaginal fluids. Sometimes when he fell asleep, I would use my nipples and breasts to touch his cock, then lick it with my mouth after it stood up, and in a short while I could get on him.
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