My Wife (Wife and Mature Adult Novel)

my wife

— Meeting, getting to know each other, and falling in love

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Table of contents

＊Six Heroes of the Wind and Dust

＊Planning

*Joining Camp

＊Act 2 – School

＊Time flies

＊Meet again

＊Relieved

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＊Six Heroes of the Wind and Dust

"Hey! You're going to be late for school, why aren't you getting up yet!" Mom called me out of the quilt, shouting anxiously.

When I looked at the clock, it was already seven o'clock. I was so scared that I didn't even bother to brush my teeth and rushed to school as fast as I could. My home is about 40 minutes' bike ride from school. I used to be able to get up early and not be late in the first semester of the first grade, but by the second semester of the first grade, I was already an old bird and would often stay in bed until seven o'clock. Therefore, being late has become a part of my life.

Although it is true that this 40-minute journey is far, there are three high schools, two junior high schools, and two elementary schools along the way, so basically these 40 minutes are the time I look forward to the most in the day. If you like mature styles, there are passionate and bold high school girls for you to choose from. If you like pretty little sisters, you can feast your eyes on them after junior high school tutoring classes. If you want to emulate Japan's Genji's adopted daughter plan, there are two rooms for elementary school girls.

However, after this summer tutoring class, I could no longer enjoy this beautiful scenery because the school began to require that students who had to commute too far to school or were from other counties and cities must live on campus. That's how private schools are anyway. In order to raise funds and to cheat people out of money, they can make up any excuse. It's very shameless.

The guys who stayed with me became my best friends over the course of a few months.

There are six people in our dormitory, and there are all kinds of characters. Among them, Ba Zai is a playboy known throughout the school. He has a good-looking face, but a rough country accent and bohemian behavior. As a result, his girlfriends are all weird girls (in my opinion), and there are no pure and cute types at all. Anyway, Ba Zai says that as long as he is happy, that's fine.

Baldhead looked like he was unsatisfied. He said he had had sex with a senior girl when he was in the first year of junior high school. But that was just his own talk. Who would believe that a kid who hadn't even grown all his hair had the ability to have sex with a senior girl?

When Zimao was in the second grade, he became addicted to porn books and porn films, so he took Bazai as his teacher and studied hard to learn Japanese beautiful girl photos. Later, he surpassed his teacher even more than Bazai, and even he was impressed by Zimao's erudition. He became a big player in Japanese pornographic information, films, and books, and took advantage of the right time, place, and people to start a business. But this made us happy, because we didn't have to spend money on our porn books, videotapes, etc. until graduation, hehe.

Where is the dead guy? Just as the name suggests, he is listless all day long, sleeping in class and sleeping after school, at least sixteen hours a day. Others sleep in school so that they can have fun after school, but he doesn't even play, he just sleeps. It really makes people wonder if there is something wrong with him.

Kawada is a bit neurotic. It is said that he went crazy for a while in his third year of junior high school because of the heavy pressure from the joint entrance examination. Although I have not asked him in person to confirm this rumor, based on his sinister personality, I believe it is very likely to be true.

What about me, the last character? I didn't burn the incense well in the third year of junior high school, and the student who was supposed to be the first choice ended up in a private school. I remember crying because I didn't do well in the exam. It's funny when I think about it now. Because of the hurt I suffered from the exam, I have been slacking off and had no motivation to study. But despite this, my grades are the best among us.

So the six of us from Room 201, including me, Bazai, Baldy, Zimo, Dead Man, and Kawada, formed the school's famous "Six Heroes of the Wind and Dust".

In the second semester of the second year, the issue of "sex" began to arise in the class party.

It turned out that a student from our school had sex with a girl from a certain vocational high school and accidentally got the girl pregnant, so she was expelled from school. Then, when the "social leader" of the class brought up the matter of socializing for discussion, almost all the boys in the class set their sights on that girls' vocational high school.

It is said that it is a famous sexually open school where the female students are erotic, bold, enthusiastic and open.

As a result, all kinds of obscene rumors spread among some "evil-minded" boys in the class, such as the headquarters of pornographic video actresses, a male teacher and several female students once shared a room to have sex, previous principals and several directors had raped the selected school beauties, and even female students were forced to take nude photos before they could graduate, and they had to videotape the sex scenes with male teachers in order to avoid repeating a grade, and other vicious rumors.

It was obvious that these were just brainless nonsense, but they still made those people shout and scream, and let their imagination run wild.

The so-called real evil is the lustful thoughts in people’s hearts, which is really true.

In this way, ripples were stirred up in our class, which was like a calm pool, and slowly expanded.

After several gatherings, the sales of self-touching products dropped sharply. This is no wonder, after all, seeing is no match for personal experience.

Regarding the mysterious thing called "making love", every boy of this age wants to try it out, and "get a girlfriend and try it out" has become the catchphrase of those guys.

I am probably different from those people. Although I also like to listen to these "true and false" things, I still have some requirements and ideals for my future girlfriend. At least the kind of girl who can have sex with me as long as I have a good relationship with her is not the kind of woman in my mind.

However, as more and more people reported that they had experience (who knows whether it was true or not), we, the Six Heroes of Fengchen, gradually felt left behind.

Listening to many classmates' nonsense, it seemed that we were the only virgins left in the class. Suddenly, we felt a sense of panic and a sense of dread.

But it does not include Ba Zai, he already has experience.

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＊Planning

When it came to going camping, we were the ones who threatened Bully.

It is said that he met a very open-minded girl not long ago, who was a leader of a high school club.

According to him, the two of them were so close that he could have sex with that girl, but we were skeptical until one day he brought that girl to show us. We were surprised to find that there were such open-minded girls in the world. She even told us frankly that she had done that with several people before Bully.

Therefore, we privately gave her a nickname - slut.

In the next few days, the bully reported every day the progress between him and the slut, first he touched her breasts, then her private parts, and in the next few days he started to "indulge himself", then the bully smugly told us, our group of buddies, that the two of them were going camping, and by the way... We were itching to hear that.

So we, a few bad friends, threatened him to let us participate.

The bully had no choice but to agree.

But there can't be only one woman at this camping trip, right? Are the five of us going to stay next to him and the bitch at night and watch them "do it", so the bully asked her if she could invite more people, and added a sentence: "It would be better to find some girls who can have sex with others."

Thinking about it, this was an unlikely thing, but unexpectedly, that slut actually agreed!

But now the problem arises, one of them is bald and the other is me.

Baldy is easy to deal with. Just bring his girlfriend Qi Qi along. It's just that there will be one more slut who the girls don't know, so it would be a little awkward to play the game together.

The real key is that I am a problem, because firstly, I don’t have a girlfriend, and secondly, I am the best at leading camping activities among the six of us. In addition to having the title of King Gai, I am also an expert at camping in the wild. If I am not there, everyone’s interest will be lost by half.

I can play with that kind of girl, but when it comes to making love, I don’t have the courage.

But the bully was still loyal enough and asked his bitch to try to find a girl suitable for me.

I began to feel like a commodity that couldn't be sold.

After the negotiations began, one day when Bazi and I were in the dormitory, that slut came to see him. We noticed that there was a girl next to the slut. Although she was not as beautiful as the slut, she had a beautiful face and an indescribable temperament.

It was the bully who spoke first: "What is this...?"

"Oh! She is here to see you to discuss some club matters." The slut pointed at me and said.

"Ah... you are the one with the best grades in your class, right?"

When I saw her student name and number, I suddenly realized something, because I had heard the bitch talk about her deeds before. It turned out that the unremarkable girl was the talented girl in their class. She came with the bitch today because she wanted to discuss with me about a joint event between the academic clubs of the two schools.

In fact, this has been a tradition between our two private schools for many years, so I don’t know her, and I am the co-organizer of this year’s event.

Although I was listed as "deputy", I was in charge of some important matters. Firstly, the organizer was not in charge of the matter, and secondly, because of my academic performance, the school preferred to let me handle it.

So the slut came with her to our place and had a tryst with the bully.

After I introduced myself to the girl, the bully was flirting with the slut. Soon he asked me and the talented girl to go out for research.

"Hey! Talented man," the bully deliberately emphasized the word "talented man," "just take her out to talk!"

As if we were being kicked out, she and I walked out the door.

"Ka!" The bully closed the door and locked it at the same time.

I cursed in my heart, "Damn it!"

This situation has happened before, and I was locked outside for an hour or so.

I caught a cold on the road, while he was nestling in the arms of a woman in the dormitory.

I asked her to go down first. Originally, I only needed to talk to her for ten minutes to explain everything clearly, but seeing that it would take more time for the bully and the slut to do things, I pretended to be generous and invited the girl to dinner. In addition to solving people's livelihood problems, I also discussed things at the same time.

In the restaurant, even though we were not very noticeable and both looked ordinary, there were still people pointing fingers at us.

Suddenly, an idea occurred to me, "Hey! Some people think we are a couple, do you think we look like a couple?"

When she heard me say this, she was shocked, raised her head, and her pretty face flushed.

We stayed like this for a while.

Then she said in a trembling voice: "Sorry... I'm sorry... It's late. Thank you for dinner. I'll leave first..."

As he spoke, he stood up, picked up his schoolbag, and was about to turn and walk away.

I wanted to chat with her for a while longer, so I stood up and grabbed her arm in a hurry.

"What smooth skin!" I thought to myself.

Then I changed my mind and realized that it was impolite to grab a strange girl casually. I let her go and she ran away without looking back.

I shouted behind her: "Will we have a chance to meet again in the future?"

But she didn't answer me.

So, I walked on the sidewalk a little lost, thinking about what had just happened.

"Strange, she doesn't look very special, but why does she make me like that..."

I couldn't help but feel embarrassed when I thought about my previous gaffe. "It's the first time I touched a girl's hand. It's so soft... Oh," I sighed, "I probably won't meet her again in the future."

After returning to the dormitory, Bazai looked tired and was only wearing a pair of underwear.

"Huh? Aren't you going to wait until we go camping to fuck this bitch?"

"No, I didn't. I just had sex with her just now."

I noticed that there were a few pieces of toilet paper next to him, which must have been used to wipe the semen he had just ejaculated.

I walked to the desk and suddenly thought of her, so I asked the bully: "Who was that woman just now?"

"What? Isn't she XXX?"

"Ah... No one is asking about your bitch! I'm asking who that innocent girl is?"

"Didn't you ask her?"

"I'm so shy and introverted, how can I say something like this?"

"'Shy', 'introverted'? Ew... I don't know, I'll ask the bitch for you."

The bully paused for a moment, then walked over and said, "Hey... you're in heat... do you like that girl? Do you want me to help you find a date?"

"Go! I just asked you what her name is..."

"Don't be shy, right? Right?"

"Go take a shower, bull..."

The bully felt embarrassed and walked away and lay back on the bed.

"Pure? Forget it. There are too many two-faced people these days. Who knows if she is still pure now? She might have slept with more than a dozen men. Which girl is not pure when you first meet her? Maybe after a while, she will be more hungry than you..."

"Hey, hey, hey, believe it or not, I won't let you do it in the dormitory from now on..."

Late at night, I saw that my roommates were all fast asleep. I couldn't resist the sleepiness, so I climbed onto the bed and closed my eyes. But the figure of that girl appeared in my mind...

I was walking among tall trees. The sun was shining on the ground. A misty fog was filling the deep forest. Suddenly, a strong wind blew and dispersed the fog. I opened my eyes and looked forward. In the distance, I saw a person running. It turned out to be the girl.

She was wearing a white one-piece gown and was running and jumping on a grassy plain.

It must have been just a white robe. In the flickering sunlight, I could vaguely see her red nipples and lower body.

I was standing at a distance and spying on her.

When she was about fifty meters away from me, her robe was caught by the bushes, and with a hiss, the whole white robe was torn to pieces, revealing her well-proportioned breasts and plump buttocks.

My brain was stimulated by this and my entire penis suddenly stood up.

She was naked but didn't stop. She kept running towards me and hugged me. My clothes disappeared in an instant.

She kissed me passionately, kissing my cheeks repeatedly with her tongue and lips, caressing my penis and scrotum deftly with her fingers, and making a vague sound from her mouth: "Hurry up, I need you..."

I was so tempted by this that I started moving like a seasoned sex expert.

I grabbed her slender legs with my hands, spread her private parts, inserted my penis into her, and made love while standing.

I grabbed her feet with one hand and held her hips with the other, repeating the piston motion up and down. She let out an extremely lewd cry of joy, constantly asking me to speed up the thrusting and deepen the insertion.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth went dark. She, who was immersed in the pleasure of intercourse, suddenly let out a scream that was different from a moan, and then kept screaming wildly. She, who was originally lying on me, raised her hands, tightly grasped her long hair, and began to scream even more miserably. Then she closed her eyes and fainted and fell backwards to the ground.

As she fell, her slender waist broke into two, and a large amount of white sticky liquid spurted out from the crack.

In the dream, I pushed her lower body away in fear. At the same time, when her lower body fell to the ground, her rosy vagina turned into a bloody mouth, which continuously sucked my semen from the glans, and then replaced it with blood. Finally, her vagina swallowed me as I screamed. "Ahhhhhhhh..." I woke up from my dream and found myself covered in sweat. "Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? How can you be so hot if you're not sleeping in the middle of the night?" Zimo said to me. I ignored him and just kept panting, "It was a dream..."

The next day, Bazi said he found a girl suitable for me.

I was shocked and wondered how it could be possible, so I asked, "Who is it? How is she?"

"Hey, don't be so inquisitive... We'll know on the day of camping, won't we?"

That day, I got on the car, looked up, and saw her! As soon as I thought about the girl who had discussed something with me not long ago, I realized that this was arranged by the bully.

"This guy..." I muttered to myself.

I looked at her as I walked down the aisle. She was wearing a long blue skirt with a white dress on top. She looked much more beautiful today than she had that day in that ugly uniform.

She also tied her long hair up, exuding a playful vibe.

As soon as she saw me, she greeted me with a smile on her face.

I actually got nervous and tiptoed to sit next to her.

I smelled that she had put on some perfume, not very strong, just a light, refreshing scent.

At this moment, my heart was beating violently up and down, and I had long forgotten my previous views and opinions on girls.

I kept a furtive eye on her along the way.

"Hey! Caizi, aren't you one of the best in our class? What's wrong? Are you speechless when you see the girl you like?"

"You're so annoying!" I turned to her and gave her an innocent smile. "He's joking... just joking..."

And her pretty face responded with a faint smile.

As night fell, I was the only one lighting a campfire in the camp. The rest of the people ran away in pairs to create the atmosphere, and she helped me.

I don't know how to cook, so after I lit the fire and cooked the meal, I had to trouble her. I didn't expect that she could prepare dishes, which is really rare. But they were not very delicious.

When we were ready, she and I went to call the others.

The bully and the bitch seemed to have lost control and were panting to each other as they hid behind a tree.

When she and I spotted the two people, we noticed that she seemed a little surprised, as if she didn't know why we came to this camping site.

On the way back, she and I walked in silence. When I accidentally made eye contact with hers, I found that there was a look in her eyes that wanted me to protect her, helpless and weak.

When we returned to the fire, everyone had already started playing games. Only she and I remained silent, watching others perform.

Thinking back to the process of building my camp today, she was always by my side, asking questions like an innocent child, so I gradually developed a liking for her.

While eating dinner, I secretly glanced at her pretty face.

"Do I really want to have sex with her?" I had a big question mark in my heart. I really didn't want to ruin her innocent impression.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

She noticed me looking at her and put her hand on her cheek, her eyes fixed on mine.

"Ah! No, no..." I came to my senses and answered with a somewhat flustered breath.

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*Joining Camp

Kawada grabbed Xiaofang's hand and said that they were going to go for a walk alone, and then left the campfire area.

The bully also pulled the slut he brought back to the tent.

Then Baldy and Qiqi, the dead man and Lily, Zimo and Wenmei all left, leaving only her and I still sitting by the fire.

At first, neither of us spoke. After a while, the breathing of the bully and the slut could be heard from the tent.

I felt a little embarrassed, so I mustered up my courage, held her hand, and said, "Shall we go to the stream and look at the flowing water together?"

Her face also blushed and she accepted my invitation.

I held her hand all the way, but my heart was beating fast.

Her touch felt very good, softer than a month ago. I wonder if her breasts and buttocks are still the same.

Thinking of this, his mind became unstable and his breathing became increasingly disordered.

We walked to the shore and found a relatively dry rock to sit on.

Listening to the sound of water, I glanced at her from the corner of my eyes. She looked inconspicuous during the day, but at this moment she had a charm that made it impossible to look away.

Suddenly she turned around and stared at me, and time for both of us stopped at this moment.

A little later an evening breeze blew, bringing with it the seductive scent from her body, which also aroused the desire deep in my heart.

After I called her name, I pounced forward like a wolf...

I pushed her to the ground, pressed her chest with my left hand, and found that a person's skin could be so soft. I lifted her skirt with my right hand, revealing her smooth white thighs and her white panties wrapping her mature lower body.

She was stunned at first, then began to struggle, but this twisting movement made her exposed lower body more tempting to me. The twisting body moved her breasts, making them more tender, which made me even more sexually aroused.

My breathing became more rapid and my movements became bolder. I rubbed her breasts vigorously through her shirt with my left hand. Sometimes I held her breasts with my hands, and sometimes I used all five fingers to rub them.

The penis gradually becomes hard.

Although she struggled and asked me not to do this, I ignored her and reached my right hand into her buttocks, reaching into her panties and kneading her tender buttocks, and then my right hand pulled her panties off.

The thick black pubic hair exposed outside her panties told me that she was a complete woman. Her struggling and swinging legs made her rosy and red vagina faintly visible. The little hole that could allow my engorged penis to enter and exit was expanding and floating eagerly, as if wanting me to quickly enter, to ravage her, to possess her.

I couldn't take off her panties for a moment, so I was so anxious that I simply tore off the panties that were blocking my view. I used my left hand to play with her breasts, and my right hand fingers reached out to touch the black triangle area, then moved down to feel her soft labia, and used my middle finger to caress the opening of her vagina.

Soon after I touched her private parts, she slowly slowed down her struggle until she stopped.

I turned my head away. Although I couldn't see clearly in the dark, I could tell that she was sobbing and trembling. Her sad sobs and the slow trembling of her body told me to stop violating her.

I struggled inside, and finally reason overcame desire.

I stopped and looked at what was wrong with her. I used my left hand to move her face so that she was looking at me. I found that she had tears in her eyes, her delicate body was trembling constantly, and she was mumbling "no".

Seeing this, I suddenly couldn't bear it.

Then I took my hands off her and sat up with my back to her.

Then she saw that I didn't want to continue, so she closed her legs, pulled down my long skirt to cover her lower body, adjusted her clothes and sat up straight, crying even more.

After a long time, I heard her stop crying, so I looked up at the starry sky and said, "If you don't want to, why did you come camping with us?"

I felt like I was scolding a little girl who had done something wrong, and she just lowered her head and said nothing.

So the two of us just sat there, silent with each other.

We were both on the shore, motionless, the water flowing by.

After an unknown amount of time, she slowly uttered: "I really can't."

Then he buried his head in her arms and cried again.

I was most afraid of girls crying, and I started to feel embarrassed, so I said to myself: "A well-behaved girl like you should have known that you shouldn't come to this kind of camping. I'm so sorry for what happened just now. I'm so sorry, sorry... I'm really sorry..."

After saying that, I turned to look at her, and she still maintained her original posture and did not answer.

Seeing that she ignored me, I felt a little annoyed and angry, and I ignored her again.

The starry sky was brilliant, and in the quiet mountains, the passionate moans of the bully and the slut could be heard from the distant camp, causing a huge echo in the silent valley.

I had to concentrate very hard not to think about them in order to block out these annoying noises, but I seemed to be able to hear Kawada and Xiaofang having sex in the woods in the distance, as well as Tumao and the others.

It seemed as if all the echoes were gathering towards me, protesting towards me, moaning to me how ethereal they were.

The more I listened, the angrier I got. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. If I had known I would not have come to this crappy camping site. I would have stayed in the dorm all by myself, looking at nude photos and watching porn. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I would masturbate while watching. I thought I was having such a good time. But now I end up sitting here all by myself, unable to do anything.

Just thinking about having to listen to them bragging again the day after tomorrow, bragging about how brave they are and how much pleasure they make them experience, it's really #@$%!

The next morning, the other couples disappeared early in the morning, and no one knew where they went to be intimate.

So the job of cooking fell on me again.

While I was busy with all this, I was also "doing" it in my heart.

I noticed that she walked out of the tent and walked towards the stream.

I shuddered. Originally, I was arranged to sleep in the tent with her, but because of the unpleasant incident yesterday, I took my sleeping bag and slept by the fire alone.

After she went to the stream to wash up, I noticed from a distance that she let down her long hair, then walked towards me and sat next to me.

I ignored her out of spite.

For a long time, no words were exchanged between us.

Then I sneezed, and she put her coat on me and said, "Thank you for not doing anything to me yesterday."

When I heard this, I was surprised at first and was about to call her, but she turned and ran into the tent. In the morning light, her flowing long hair and light figure made me feel so stunning that I forgot to call her.

After returning home at noon, I kept staring at her in the car. She was affectionate but seemed to always ruthlessly avoid my gaze, which deepened my special feelings for her.

"Am I in love with her?" I asked myself doubtfully.

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＊Act 2 – School

After returning to school, the bully was the first to attack: "Wow! This is my first time to be 'blown', it was so good. I fought with her for hundreds of rounds, and she screamed in pleasure. I wanted to make her kneel down and beg for mercy, but I didn't expect this bitch to use this trick. I have never had this experience before, and I came after two or three sucks. She even thought I was incompetent. I must ask her out again this week and have sex with her again. I don't believe it will be incompetent the second time. Hehe, but speaking of it, this is the first time I had such a good time with a bitch. In the past, those girls just touched her breasts, inserted their holes, and rubbed until ejaculation. This is the first time I have such an active girl..."

Bazi closed his eyes and began to daydream about that night.

Then he touched himself and said with a sad face: "Fuck! Look at this girl Wenmei, she is so small and delicate. I thought it would be fine even if she was not a virgin, but I didn't expect that her 'hole' is so wide. I don't know how many men have had sex with her, but when I had sex with her, it didn't feel very tight at all..."

"Yours is too thin! Hahaha..."

Zimo glared at him and said, "Damn it, I don't know if she has ever slept with those 'big birds'. This is really a damage to my male dignity. Otherwise, why is the 'hole' so wide. The most serious thing is, my innocence has been deceived."

"Ha, forget it! It's because I spent a lot of money on the wrong person."

"Don't be sad. Just think of her as the money you spent at the brothel last time."

"Bah! Go to hell!"

Baldy continued, "Hey! You guys don't have any emotional foundation, so you can't really enjoy sex, like me and Qiqi, we had sex while talking. How can you say it's enjoyable? There's no place on Qiqi's body that I haven't kissed, and I haven't rubbed it with my penis, not to mention oral sex, anal sex, and breast sex. This is the first time I've had sex with her outdoors, in the cool stream... ahhh... It feels so good... I get an erection just thinking about it now, do you want me to teach you a few tricks?"

"In love? Everyone in the class knows that Qi Qi was bought by you with money, ha..."

"Hahaha! You pervert!"

Baldy saw that I didn't join the discussion, "Hey, Talented, didn't you go there too? How was your time there?"

I leaned back in my chair, put my chin in my hand, and shook my head: "Oh, forget it. If you don't let me do it, then you don't let me do it."

I was a bit unwilling and said with slanderous words, "You are too soft-hearted."

"You're stupid! You can't force yourself on me?"

“I used it!”

"You still can't get on after using it, could it be that she has 'ruined' you? Take it off quickly and let us see..."

"Hey, stop touching me! What do you mean by being useless? I just saw that she really didn't want it so..."

"How foolish! Do you really believe that she is indoors?"

"Come on! How can someone who goes to a camp like that be a good person? Maybe she is pretending to be pure just to give you, a virgin, a special experience..."

"this… "

"Stupid... I've been studying so much that I've lost my mind..."

The more people talked, the more outrageous they became. I started to get annoyed.

"Eh, you care too much about me!" I said this, but I didn't believe that her actions that night would deceive me, not to mention the next morning...

After this camping trip, I seemed to be the only boy in the class who was still in the room.

"never mind!"

Although I said this, in my heart I still really look forward to such an opportunity, as a boy! It would be a lie to say that I have no interest in this matter. What's more, at this age, it is easy for us to have fantasies about the opposite sex.

I thought to myself, since I don't have the "ruthlessness" to make a move on the opposite sex, what's the fun in attending social gatherings? So after that incident, I stopped attending any social gatherings in the class. Seeing other people in the class go out in pairs, and this happened more than once, I still felt quite sad.

Later, some people saw how unhappy I was and wanted to introduce me to a girlfriend, but I always refused. One of my schoolmates even hinted that if I didn’t have a girlfriend, then she…

For some reason, as if I was making amends after doing something wrong, I kept thinking in my heart that if after that incident, that girl was frightened by me and developed a trauma in her heart and developed a fear of men, then I would have committed a great sin.

For the sake of peace of mind, I would simply not socialize or have a girlfriend.

I gave up hope of having a romantic encounter in high school.

Once my mind was calm, my study performance gradually improved and I began to rank among the best.

When we were in the third year of high school, we, a group of close friends, had a conflict with the dormitory warden and the instructor because of an incident involving our book A, so we all moved out and found a house near the school, where we continued to live together.

The days in the third year of high school were tight and busy. I was always busy preparing for the college entrance examination. Although we all ate and lived together, I gradually felt alienated from their colorful lives.

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＊Time flies

Day after day, the bully remained the same, picking up girls and cheating on them. Starting with that slut, the bully also started to "fuck girls".

He felt that there were many women in the world who vowed not to get married until they had filled a thousand "holes", so changing girlfriends became a common occurrence, and they would often break up not long after getting together. However, the two of them parted ways amicably because they were all very open-minded girlfriends!

However, he insisted on not playing with girls who were simple-minded and obsessed with love, because according to him, "once you have sex with them, it will never end."

In more than a year, nothing happened. I really don't know how he used contraception with those girls. Just the number of girls he slept with, apart from the fact that they were open about sex, which I didn't like, was at least nearly twenty.

But this really bothered me, because I had to go out often and let them use the room, especially walking alone in the bleak north wind.

From then on, I simply stayed in school for evening self-study, so even I, the person who stayed in the dormitory most often, had no idea what the bully's sexual partner looked like.

Bald Mao and Qi Qi have regular gatherings with each other. Naturally, they always do it in some high-end hotels (otherwise, with these two people around, I wouldn't even be able to go back to the dormitory?). Afterwards, Bald Mao usually gives something to Qi Qi. Anyway, Bald Mao is very wealthy and can afford such expenses.

That’s why I often wonder if Qi Qi is only attracted to Tu Mao’s money, and that’s why they are in a relationship.

The fact is, the two broke up half a year ago. Baldy's reason was that he was afraid that Qiqi would get pregnant, so he started using "Raincoat". But Qiqi thought that Baldy was just playing with her and didn't really want to stay with her, so she resolutely broke up.

Originally I felt that this matter was strange and suspicious, and finally as expected, half a year ago, Baldy's family began to thoroughly investigate the whereabouts of Baldy's living expenses and imposed "economic sanctions" on him. Qiqi didn't get any benefits, so naturally they broke up.

Qi Qi fell in love with someone else and started living with a man who has already entered society. She is now a few months pregnant, and this made Baldy depressed for a while.

The most dramatic experience is when one masturbates.

He and Wenmei had only played together once a year ago. A month ago, Wenmei and her family suddenly came to him and said that she was pregnant with his child and was about to give birth, and wanted him to take responsibility.

Poor him, who was masturbating and had no way to defend himself, was framed and expelled from school. What's worse is that he had to marry Wenmei, who was privately regarded by several of us brothers as a "slutty woman", a level lower than a slut. This was mainly because a slut would choose to have sex with anyone she liked, but Wenmei accepted anyone who came her way. It was said that she once had sex with the owner of a clothing store because she had no money to buy a piece of clothing. There were countless other such stories.

Who should be blamed for this? It's because he is so ignorant of the ways of the world. After having sex with Wen Mei, he happily broadcast it everywhere and left photos to prove that they had made love.

Now Wenmei is pregnant after having an affair with someone else. The man said that it was the child of Wenmei and the other man. He is neither willing to take responsibility nor spend money to help her have an abortion.

In a hurry, Wenmei wanted to find a scapegoat, because her family was unwilling to help her raise the child, and she was the same. Therefore, the solution was to get married, no matter whether she had feelings for him or not, she would just find someone to marry first, and then get divorced. In this way, the child would be gone, and she would feel relieved.

So the guy who even admitted that he had an affair with her is the one who got unlucky.

But there is no other way, otherwise people will sue him for abandonment.

What's more regrettable is that he didn't take into account the favorable time difference. By the time he found out, Wenmei had already "flew away" with the divorce settlement money.

I remember that he once swore to play with all the women in the world, but in the end his woman was played with by all the men in the world. Alas.

As for the dead man and Lily, they became lovers after that camping trip.

This dead man who didn't sleep for sixteen hours a day actually stayed up all night to write a love letter for the first time in his life, and he even sat in class with his eyes wide open, thinking about Lily.

From then on, we, the Six Heroes of Fengchen, understood the great power of love.

What is more worth mentioning is that these two people are very pragmatic. After they could no longer continue their senior year of high school, they dropped out of school despite their family’s opposition, went out to work and live together, just like a couple.

At first I thought they were just joking, or even angry with their families, and that they would soon separate because of their shattered dreams.

But it turns out that their independence makes their love stronger, and their hard life makes them work together more.

The last time the dead man came back, he was in high spirits and said that if they saved enough money, they would open a flower shop, then get married and have a boy and a girl.

We were left dumbfounded, stunned and in tears.

Ever since Xiaofang asked Kawada to move in from our dormitory, his condition has been unclear. He even didn't come to class. Only recently did his family come to the school to look for him, and we learned that he was missing.

But after Kawada returned to the dormitory looking haggard and borrowed money from us half a year ago, we officially lost contact.

Therefore, we were powerless despite his family's pleadings and threats to us to reveal Kawada's whereabouts.

It was only later, when his family told the school and his tutor passed the news back to us, that we learned that Xiaofang had never lived there.

After graduation, I was successfully admitted to university.

The Dead Man and Lily really opened a flower shop and their business is pretty good.

Maybe because I owed her these years, or maybe it is better to say I missed her, I did not do what other college students did: after entering college, I had girlfriends like a male dog in heat. Instead, I just stayed in the field of knowledge and tried my best to enrich myself.

Whenever I had time, I would stay at the dead person's place, not only because there was nowhere else to go, but also because I still got along well with my best friends from high school.

I once asked Lily about that girl's current situation, but the help Lily could give me was extremely limited, because on the one hand, Lily dropped out of school halfway, and on the other hand, Lily didn't have many friends who were good girls.

All Lily could tell me was what subjects she liked, how good her grades were, and how many times she had been named an exemplary student.

When I heard these things, I could only smile bitterly. It would be useless to say anything.

As the first semester of my freshman year passed, I don’t know why I missed her even more, but I could only think about her and look at the photos we took together, hoping very much to see her again.

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＊Meet again

One day, I skipped class to take a break. When I walked to the College of Arts, I unexpectedly saw her, the girl who I had "raped" unsuccessfully during the camping trip. I didn't expect that she was also admitted to this school.

"That's great. I've been hiding in the Faculty of Science. No wonder I haven't seen her."

I ran over to her with joy and started a conversation with her.

As soon as she saw it was me, all the embarrassing memories of the past came to her mind, her face flushed, and then she looked at me with a reproachful look, so she didn't want to ignore me, so she left me alone and hurried away.

Come to think of it, I did such embarrassing things to her in the past, so it's normal for her to hate me.

But after I went back, my "endocrine system started to become disordered" and I became madly obsessed with her. Over the years, as the days passed, my longing for her grew day by day.

When I told my best friends in high school about my long-term plan to marry her, everyone was surprised. Even though Bazi later warned me that girls like that were fine to play with, but definitely not to be my wife, and criticized me for not being a good person who would go to that kind of camping. Zimo also warned me not to be stupid, and not to end up like him who was framed by Wenmei. Why should I be too deeply in love with a girl I had only known for a few days?

However, although the speaker is frank, the listener is confused. This is a great opportunity because she has not been taken away by anyone yet, so I decided to pursue her.

My best friend's words only made me more confused.

When I was in high school, I always thought about how pure and innocent my future girlfriend or wife should be, and how they should be detached from worldly matters. In other words, they should never leave the house and obey their husbands like in ancient times. To put it more bluntly, they must be virgins who have never had any sexual experience with anyone.

But when love came, I was at a loss. Before making a decision, I even hypnotized myself by telling myself how promiscuous she was and how she had been with so many men after that camping trip, and yet you still liked her.

But every time I saw her on campus, I liked her even more. When I saw her bright smile, my whole day would be lifted and I would forget all my worries. My joy and sorrow would dance with hers. This unrequited love made me even more unable to control myself, and her affectionate eyes finally made me collapse.

So I started to "spread the word" and take action.

This day happened one month after I met her by chance in the Faculty of Arts.

We were strangers in our freshman year, friends in the next year, and close friends in the year after that. After graduation in our final year, I took her home to see my relatives and friends, and she announced our relationship to her family.

Ordinary love is the real and lasting love. Our relationship is not like the love ethics tragedy shown on TV which is impossible to happen.

We have neither a love rival nor any resistance from family members, nor any history of incest between our two families.

Everything is going on slowly, but it is doubly warm.

When I was about to join the army, I was always afraid that she would leave me, and I also thought about having sex to strengthen my ties with her.

But after all, with my personality, I never dared to bring it up, and I was even more certain that even if I brought it up, she would definitely not agree, just like that night five years ago.

But as the day of military service approached, my mood and anxiety became more and more volatile.

Until the night before we went north, we had our last date.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the two went to the riverside to enjoy the night view.

There were not many pedestrians along the riverside, and under the dim street lights, I looked at her, but with an indescribable worry.

She already had a job, but I had no financial foundation at all; during the time I was in the army, I could only spend time with her once every few weeks, but the male colleagues around her could share her emotions at any time, which was really disadvantageous for me.

I was thinking and before I knew it I was lost in thought.

"Why are you so depressed?" she turned around and asked me about five meters in front of me.

"Nothing... I'm leaving you tomorrow... I'm a little reluctant..." I answered slowly.

"Are you worried about me?"

She came over with her hands behind her back and looked at me.

"Um… "

I know this is my last chance and I have to seize it.

So I walked away from her and walked towards the railing by the river alone. As I walked, I slowly expressed my worries.

After saying that, I turned around and looked at her.

"Can you wait for me for two years..."

I read it word by word.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

After listening to me, she trembled slightly as if she was suddenly hit. Then, without saying a word, she walked up to me with a serious and affirmative step, actively stretched out her arms and wrapped them around my neck, and under the dim street lights, regardless of the gazes of passers-by, she gave me a deep kiss that I had not dared to hope for in college.

Then she snuggled in my arms, her body trembling, her voice sobbing: "Don't you really believe me? I don't know how to express my love for you..."

After saying this, she looked up at me, tears of sincerity and crystal clearness rolling down her cheeks, making her look adorable.

I wiped the tears from her face with my fingers, and then we hugged each other tightly again, "I understand, Darling..."

Life in the army is like a desert, but I have her as an oasis.

God blessed our relationship and we finally finished our military service and were able to be together with her again.

I didn't dare to slack off and looked for a job immediately. Although the process was not very smooth, I still became an office worker.

It was not until I found a job and had some financial foundation, and was able to be slightly comparable to her, that I started my second step - planning to get married.

After work, whenever I have a day off, I will go to her house to hang out with her. If I get paid, I will buy her gifts, write letters, send her flowers, order songs for her, and so on.

Moreover, because I have a good relationship with her family, they all welcome me as an "outsider", especially her five-year-old cousin, who often asks me when the eldest sister will marry the eldest brother, which always makes her cheeks blush.

Her parents also hinted to me from time to time that she is old enough to get married, so it would be better to make a decision early.

But it’s not that I haven’t brought it up before, but she always evades it by saying, “Let’s wait a while.”

Finally, one day, a year and a half after I had started working, after I proposed to her for who knows how many times, she agreed to marry me, and that day was the same day I met her in the dormitory.

I was amazed by this deliberate coincidence and realized how much she cherished the day when we first met, so we chose to get married on the date of the camping trip eight years ago.

The night before our wedding, my best friend's words came to my mind one by one, and all the worries that I had deliberately ignored for the past few years because of sweet love came to my mind.

Although I have made great mental preparations, it seems that I am unable to get rid of this feeling of imperfection.

Even though I often went to her house and talked with her about everything under the sun, I never asked her about her past friendships. I didn't know if she had ever had a boyfriend. There were even several times when I was so impulsive that I wanted to ask her in person if she was a virgin. I even almost brought it up when we met for the last time before our wedding and kissed passionately in the moonlight and said goodbye reluctantly.

Although my self-hypnosis in this regard over the years may no longer have any effect, I finally have to admit that traditional machismo is still in my heart.

There was one time when I dreamed that she was with another man, and I felt lost and at a loss the whole day.

What's more, I love her very much now, I can't live without her, and I don't want to hurt her.

If this kind of thing had never happened to her, at most she would sneer at my pettiness, but what if it had happened to her? Then there would inevitably be a certain degree of rift and generation gap between her and me, and we would never be able to face each other calmly in our hearts.

So I never played this kind of bet from beginning to end.

As I tossed and turned in bed, I finally figured it out: "Forget it, what I want is for her to love me wholeheartedly now and take care of me wholeheartedly after marriage, regardless of whether she is a virgin or not, or what her past was like..."

At this time, I was lying on the bed and saying this verbally.

"... I'd be lying if I said I didn't care at all..."

My thoughts changed.

"...Ah... Stop thinking about such nonsense..."

I covered my head with the pillow and cursed myself harshly.

However, for no apparent reason, I felt a sense of loss that lingered in my heart for a long time.

I know I still have some regrets.

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＊Relieved

On the wedding night, I picked her up in front of the bathroom door after she had just finished showering and carried her to bed.

Under the dim artistic light, I stared at her. Her rosy cheeks were still there, but she had become my wife. She would not run away, and I would not let her slip away from my arms.

I kissed her cheek, held up her pretty face with both hands, and said, "Eight years ago, I really didn't think you would be my future wife. At that time, I just wanted to have fun."

I leaned forward and kissed her on her red lips.

His hand slipped into her bathrobe, across her stomach, and rested on her breasts.

She twisted her body uncomfortably and said coquettishly: "So now you just want to play around?"

I pinched her breasts. They were so soft, tender and smooth, and much fuller than they were eight years ago.

"Yeah!" I said jokingly, sliding my left hand to her hip.

"What!" Her eyes widened.

I sealed her lips again, put my hands around her waist and rolled over on the bed, put my tongue deep into her lips, sucked her saliva with my mouth, and then said to her: "Don't I want to play with you now?"

"Okay! Hate it!" She laughed softly.

"Let's do it again!" I said.

While caressing her two nipples with her right hand, she took off her bathrobe with her left hand.

She has a well-proportioned figure and slender breasts with two pink nipples. Her fiery red areolas seem to be eager for me to lick and suck them.

I held her fair legs, but she lifted them slightly to cover them, as if she was embarrassed to be seen by me.

That tuft of dark hair has grown wider in the past eight years, and inside the black is the moist private parts, and my lower body is gradually becoming erect.

The feeling of caressing that place eight years ago came back to my mind. I wonder if it is still slightly wet now?

I reached out and fingered her.

She trembled slightly, and said with a slightly hurried breath: "This action has affected me for eight years."

I replied, "Honey, I'm sorry for scaring you eight years ago..."

Then his fingers caressed her there more gently, slowly, and gradually made it wet.

As my fingers caressed her, she trembled slightly, looked at me lovingly, and smiled bitterly. I bit the tip of her ear lightly, "... I'm sorry..."

Then bury your head in her chest, feel her trembling with your cheeks, breathe in her body fragrance with your nose, suck her nipples with your lips and tongue, and completely indulge in this charming scene.

I pressed my body against her soft breasts and hurriedly took off my clothes.

Then I raised myself up on my hands and we looked into each other's eyes.

At this time, her beautiful face was flushed with red, making her look even more charming.

Because I had seen her when she was young and had caressed her when she was a girl, I felt her maturity and charm even more, which made me crazy and obsessed.

More importantly, we can now be married legitimately. Having pursued her for several years, I cherish this preserved virginity even more, because it was not easy to come by!

We interlocked our fingers, lifted her arms, stretched them up and pressed them against the pillow, supporting the bed with our palms.

She cooperated by spreading her legs, allowing me to position myself between her legs, and then she moved her body so that my penis could enter her vagina with just a slight push forward.

We stayed like this for a while.

During this period, we both waited for each other silently.

My eyes must have been filled with desire, which made her dare not look me in the face; when our eyes occasionally met, her face would blush shyly.

This period of stillness was like asking for her consent to enter her body. I slowly waited for her to be mentally prepared. Anyway, she was mine from now on, so there was no need to be impatient. I reminded her this in my heart.

In a moment, her whole body trembled again because the glans accidentally touched her labia, and my penis was also stimulated to become hot.

The moment of intercourse finally arrived. As if she understood what she had to do, she nodded slightly, indicating that I could enter her body. Then she closed her eyes, pursed her lips, took a deep breath, her voice light but a little nervous.

Now it was my turn to tremble, and I didn't even dare to enter her body immediately.

I closed my eyes and thought about the methods on the video. Feeling both excited and nervous, I slowly pushed my hips forward, breaking through the thin membrane. Only when I entered her soft, warm and moist vagina did I finally feel relieved.

For eight years, she has always been perfect in my dreams.

These days, she has always been the partner I fantasize about when I masturbate.

In my fantasy, we were rolling around making love under the starry night sky, the faint starlight reflected her tender breasts, the quiet grass was filled with the panting sounds of our intercourse, and after the climax, we fell asleep on the grass, hugging each other...

I thrust slowly. The vaginal wall was a little tight, but it made the glans feel more pleasure. My beloved opened her mouth slightly and gasped softly. Every time I inserted my penis into her, I could feel the trembling caused by the initial discomfort from the contact between her lower body and her...

I imagined that she was lying naked on a large rock soaked by spring water in an empty shallow lake, her breasts raised by the curved surface of the rock were for me to knead and suck, her legs spread open for me to control and move in and out, and finally I would ejaculate millions of sperm into her body amid the roar of the waterfall, and then we would both fall into the shallow pool due to exhaustion after the passion...

I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, and her moans became louder and louder. The hotel's water bed rocked with our thrusts, making a sound of water splashing...

I also imagined that we were bathing together in the bathroom. She squatted beside me while I lay down, bending her body to suck my penis, and then she couldn't help but sit on my erect penis, while I held her breasts from behind, and we had intense intercourse amidst the panting of both of us, reaching orgasm when the water in the bathtub swayed to the highest point...

I held her hands tightly, thrusting extremely fast, with my body almost sticking to hers.

She was panting softly and rapidly, tiny beads of sweat were oozing out of her face, her breasts were swaying back and forth, dripping with sweat from when I was in and out of her body, and the nipples on her breasts were like fingertips, gently touching my chest back and forth...

I also imagined that we were already a couple, pressing my lower body against her tender buttocks while she was busy preparing dinner on the kitchen counter, and entering her from behind impatiently, reaching out from behind to hold her breasts, rubbing them passionately up and down, panting as the fish was sizzling, enjoying the pleasure of the friction between brother and sister, ejaculating as the soup in the pot overflowed from the overheating, and then eating the burnt dinner naked on the dining table...

I could feel how wet the place where we were connected was. The soft vagina stimulated my red glans, transmitting the electric current of sexual passion from it to my brain. My heart seemed to be lifted by every thrust.

She opened her eyes and looked at the place where we were connected. Crystal clear liquid flowed out of her vagina, covering her labia as my penis moved in and out, wetting her bright red vulva and allowing my glans to enter and exit her body with minimal friction.

This is my first time, and her first time as well. It is so wonderful for me, but I wonder if she feels the same way?

As time passed, I began to feel tired, but the momentum of thrusting did not slow down, and her moans came out intermittently with each thrust.

We were both dominated by the pleasure of intercourse.

Gradually, my consciousness began to blur, and the lower half of my body was filled with heat, filled with millions of sperm ready to go. I fucked her with all my strength, and she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, and the closer we got to the moment of orgasm, the tighter she squeezed.

The two people shaking violently, with the water bed adding fuel to the fire, were like a landslide or a volcanic eruption.

Finally, it was the last stroke. I thrust my penis into her body. I had no strength or time to pull it out again. Then the end of the world came. After we both screamed for the last time, the whole earth exploded and all consciousness ceased to exist...

I released my grip on her hand, and my exhausted body fell on her. My disordered and rapid breathing gradually returned to normal.

She opened her arms and hugged me tightly, and I could vaguely hear her gasping for help, asking me not to leave her.

At this moment, I feel that I am really the happiest person in the world.

After the pleasure of ejaculation, I stuck out my tongue and connected it with hers, touching each other flexibly, and then went deep into each other's lips and sucked passionately.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but we were still hugging each other tightly, afraid that the friendship we had just shared would be lost.

Finally the heat died down and we reluctantly separated.

She lay on her side on my chest with her right foot across my lower body, allowing the place of passion not long ago to still be connected. Because of sweat, her long hair was messily stuck to my chest.

Her left breast was pressed against my chest, and her vagina clamped my penis which was lying inside her.

I put my right hand against her and pinched and played with her right nipple with my fingers.

Not long after, she sneezed slightly.

"Are you cold?" I pulled up the thin blanket beside me and covered her shoulders.

"Honey," she asked me coquettishly, "Do you really love me?"

"Well... there's only me in this world..." I answered lazily, and then kissed her messy hair.

She smiled contentedly.

"What about you?" I asked her, but she didn't answer.

"Honey, do you know why I went to that camping eight years ago?" She nestled in my arms and said thoughtfully.

"Oh yeah! Why would you want to go? Why would you want to go to a sleepover where the intention is so obviously bad?"

Suddenly, I remembered what happened by the stream eight years ago and the "nonsense" told by many of my best friends. I started to feel uneasy and my tone hardened.

Because that is definitely not a place that an average girl should go. Could it be that she is not really a well-behaved person? What the bully said really came true.

In this case, even if she gave me her virginity, she had had sex with other men many times before that, so her virginity means nothing to me!

If I have to choose, I would rather she lost her virginity in the past because she was obsessed with love but met the wrong person, than she be a woman who only holds on to the last layer of "membrane" while other parts are "open".

Thinking of this, for some reason, I began to feel that the importance of mutual love and spiritual loyalty far outweighs physical perfection.

"What's wrong?" She looked up at me tenderly, apparently not noticing the change in my tone.

Then she pressed her entire chest against my chest and moved her breasts a little, deliberately stimulating me, and suddenly I felt the penis that was still inside her become hard again.

She kissed my lips with a smile on her face, and said to me in a satisfied and happy tone: "I have always believed that you would be my husband and I have never had a boyfriend."

"Huh?"

"I already fell in love with you at that time, and I went there just to get to know you!"

Then she stood up and faced me, raising one arm in front of me. "It's just that I didn't know you would do this to me that night, so I'm sad that the person I like is..."

She pointed her finger at me, smiled brightly and said, "...you big pervert..."

"Okay! You..."

She sealed my lips with hers, preventing me from continuing to speak, and I understood what she meant so I stopped talking and took advantage of the situation to turn over and press her under me again.

"Okay then! I'll take back the portion I didn't make that day!"

At this time, her smile was even more bright and charming. "Ah... pervert..."

Just like that, the prince and princess lived happily ever after...

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