[Free erotic literature] My and Momo's dream (student campus adult novel)

My dream with Momo

I was sitting on the bus on my way home from get off work, staring blankly at the raindrops sliding down the window glass one by one. The rain was falling a little unscrupulously. I looked at my watch. It was half past eleven and only a few broken street lights were left on the main street.

I don’t know why I keep thinking about Momo lately, and every little moment I had with her.

Momo is my college classmate. We are in the same department but different majors. The first time I met Momo was during the military training in my freshman year. Her class was lined up next to ours.

Although she was wearing a camouflage military uniform, you could still see her. Her skin was fair and tender, exuding a healthy glow. Her face was white and rosy, and she had a pair of big watery eyes that looked into the distance with a faint sense of ethereality. She had delicate eyebrows, and her small red lips were always pursed in a half-smile, and she had a pair of cute dimples. She is not very tall, but she gives people the feeling of being slender and pure.

She had that ethereal and pure temperament. I remember that many boys were drooling over her at that time, and she became the focus of private discussions among the boys.

This first encounter, unknowingly, a seed of desire quietly sprouted deep in my heart.

I am a relatively shy boy. Even if I meet a girl I like, I will not take the initiative to pursue her. When I was in high school, I missed a good opportunity to confess my love to her because of my shy personality.

I hate my shy personality to an extreme degree. So I felt that I couldn’t go on like this in college, so after the military training, I signed up for the student union of my department, hoping to participate in more club activities and change myself.

The interview process went so smoothly that I couldn't believe it. I saw that those students who were better and more capable than me were eliminated. There were 300 people who registered, but only 20 were left, and I was one of them.

Unexpectedly, Momo was also there. I didn’t notice it before because we were in different departments. I was interviewing in the Organization Department and she was in the Secretariat Department. We had separate interviews so we didn’t meet each other. Although I was a little nervous when I saw Momo at such a close distance, I was secretly delighted in my heart.

My encounter with Momo happened at the autumn 10,000-person long-distance running event two months after school started. This extracurricular activity was organized by the college student union, with assistance from the student unions of various departments. My department was responsible for the venue layout, and many things about the event needed to be communicated with the secretariat. Momo and I were the liaison representatives for the freshmen of these two departments.

I still remember the first time I spoke to Momo on the phone, her sweet voice made me tremble with nervousness.

"Hello! Hello, are you Momo?" I.

"Yeah, who are you?" Momo.

"Hello, I'm Han Lang from the Organization Department." I.

"It's like this. Regarding the preparations for the 10,000-person long-distance running event, we need to make personnel arrangements with the secretariat. Would it be convenient for you to send me your QQ number? I'll send you the class schedule and you can help us allocate the time." I said.

"Oh, sure." Momo said calmly.

"Okay, let's chat on Q." I said.

Although the conversation lasted only 2 minutes, it made me so excited that I couldn't sleep all night.

I added Momo's QQ, and at first we just talked about some activities. Gradually, I became bolder and asked her all kinds of questions under various pretexts, but things didn't get lively.

The long-distance running event went smoothly and received a good response. I was assigned to a check-in point in the south area of ​​the school to do the check-in work. Due to lack of manpower, Momo was also assigned to my point. I became more and more convinced that God had some kind of arrangement.

In fact, there are two routes for the long-distance run, one in the southeast area. All you have to do is stamp four stamps for each route on the sign-in book. Normally, our point is the most remote in the south area and the longest distance, but because of Momo's existence, male students from all departments "took the trouble" to come to this point just to see her. Momo naturally became the most beautiful girl in our department.

The best time in college was when I was at that stamping point, able to get close to Momo. The more I got in touch with Momo, the more I was fascinated by her ethereal temperament. She exuded a faint scent of jasmine, which made me feel refreshed both physically and mentally.

After spending a long time together, we gradually opened up to each other. It turned out that Momo and I were from the same hometown, but she lived in the city and I lived in the suburbs. When I was taking the school chartered bus, every time I met her and said hello, she would just smile faintly. At that time, I would feel satisfied just by looking at her from a distance.

Momo was becoming more and more popular among boys, and there was a constant stream of boys pursuing her. They used all kinds of methods to pursue her, such as sending flowers, gifts, lighting candles downstairs of the dormitory, and singing love songs. But every time she encountered these, Momo just smiled faintly and didn't react much. Later I found out that Momo already had a long-distance boyfriend, and they seemed to be in a good relationship.

After knowing this, I felt a surge of loss in my heart, lamenting that she was so close to me and yet so far away. The number of suitors also began to decrease slowly.

As the student union activities became more and more, our class of freshmen had to hold meetings almost every week, and sometimes the meetings lasted until very late. Momo did not live in the area of ​​our department, but in the apartment area. I heard that she was the only one assigned to live in the apartment area with her senior sisters because she registered late. At that time, the security around the apartment complex was not very good, so I took the initiative to suggest to Momo that I take her back to the dormitory.

Maybe it was because I had never really shown my love for Momo, so Momo didn't say much. She accepted my suggestion to take her back to the dormitory, and we walked slowly in awkward and quiet manner.

"Do you know that the boys' dormitory has formed a losers alliance for you?" I said with a smile without thinking.

"Oh?" Momo was stunned for a moment.

"They would gather in a corner on the first floor of the dormitory every night to complain to each other, drinking and singing loser songs," I said with a smile.

"Hehe, I don't know." Momo said with a smile.

"They say you are like a fairy who is detached from the mundane world." I.

"Really?" Momo answered briefly.

"They do so many things, but they can't feel you?" I asked in a low voice.

"Some of it is quite touching." Momo thought for a moment and answered.

"Why not give them a chance?" I asked carefully.

"I won't tell you." Momo said with a smile, covering her mouth.

"We're here. Thank you for taking me back to the dormitory. Good night." Momo.

I watched Momo's back as she went up the stairs and slowly disappeared in the stairwell.

Such a peaceful and beautiful time passed by in the blink of an eye until the end of the semester. After New Year's Day, there was only one subject left for the professional unified examination, and there happened to be an important day in between - Momo's birthday.

After a semester of getting along, Momo and I are in a relationship between classmates and friends, feeling a little helpless but also a little expectant.

At 00:00 on the morning of Momo's birthday, I sent her a text message wishing her a happy birthday. She replied with a simple "thank you" two hours later. I specially prepared a birthday gift for Momo, a silver bracelet with a jasmine pattern, because I knew she liked jasmine.

On her birthday, I asked her on QQ, "Birthday girl, today is your birthday and we want to celebrate. How about I treat you to a meal?"

"I'm going to have dinner with some good sisters tonight, and then we're going to go sing karaoke. You can also come." Momo replied.

"Okay, see you tonight." I fantasized in my heart. Her various expressions when she received gifts.

When I went to the KTV room, I saw Momo singing. Momo was wearing her favorite red dress today.

There were only four girls left, and I knew them all. They were all classmates of Momo. The atmosphere was a bit weird, as I was the only man in the private room. I greeted Momo and sat aside. Momo was unusually lively tonight, and I had a bad feeling. After singing a round, Momo actually ordered a dozen beers. Everyone was very surprised.

Momo is usually very pure and doesn't smoke or drink at all. But tonight Momo was indeed behaving a little abnormally. I asked Alan in a low voice (one of the girls in the private room is Momo's best friend), and Alan whispered that Momo had quarreled with her boyfriend, so she is in a bad mood now, so just let her vent.

When I heard Momo quarreling with her boyfriend, I felt a little sad for her, but at the same time, I was secretly happy. I played Big Talk Dice with Momo. Normally, I am very bad at playing Big Talk Dice, but I don’t know if it was Momo’s intention, but she lost more than she won. With each glass of wine, her face became redder and redder, and her speech became a little confused. We all knew that Momo was actually drunk.

Alan looked at the time and suggested that they should disperse as the dormitory would be closed if they did not return early. The other girls also agreed. Momo was reluctant at first, but later she agreed while half drunk and half awake. Looking at Momo's drunken state, my heart ached slightly. I then suggested sending Momo back to the dormitory, and the other girls agreed.

Momo walked slowly, staggering all the way, completely drunk and confused. She seemed to have endless things to say, and her little mouth kept mumbling all kinds of words. When we passed through a dark alley, Momo subconsciously came over and held my arm, and her left breast naturally pressed against my right arm. The soft touch suddenly gave me a crazy idea.

Looking at the fork in the road ahead, turning right will lead you back to Momo's dormitory, and walking straight ahead will lead you to a hotel not far away. I looked at the flashing neon lights from afar and decided to make a crazy decision. At this time, Momo was a little tired from venting her emotions and was in a semi-conscious and semi-asleep state. I whispered in Momo's ear that the dormitory was closed and we should go to the hotel and get a room to spend the night. Momo hummed in a daze.

Desire finally overcame reason. My heart was beating wildly as I supported Momo and walked towards the hotel. The hotel receptionist was a middle-aged lady. She looked at me, then at Momo, and calmly asked me for 100 yuan for the room. I paid the money and received a key to room 602 and a condom. The lady said the condom was free. I took the condom with a blushing face and helped Momo up to the room.

I opened the door of Room 602. On the left side of the door was the bathroom. The interior was simply furnished, with a hardwood bed with a cheap mattress, an old-fashioned TV on the TV cabinet in front of the bed, and an old air conditioner to the upper left of the TV. It was a very standard hotel room. I helped Momo lie flat on the bed, and then turned on the air conditioner.

Momo was like a red rose blooming on the white sheets, with her slender white thighs naked, lying on the bed, breathing softly. My heart was beating very fast. Looking at Momo's slightly opened small red lips, I couldn't help swallowing. I felt my face getting hot. I walked to Momo's side and called her softly a few times.

I hugged Momo sideways and kissed her rosy cheek lightly. Seeing that Momo didn't react, I became bolder and kissed her small red lips with my mouth. It was my first kiss and my whole body began to tremble with nervousness. I tried to touch Momo's mouth with my tongue and put it in to entangle with her tongue. There was still a faint taste of alcohol in her saliva. After kissing Momo deeply several times, I felt Momo's body trembling slightly. Momo's face was flushed at this time.

I clumsily began to take off Momo's red skirt, revealing a set of white lace underwear underneath. Momo's breasts are not big and can be held in one hand. I couldn't wait to reach out and unbutton the back of Momo's bra. After trying several times, I finally unbuttoned it. I kissed Momo's red lips again.

A pair of snow-white breasts were completely exposed in front of me, and the pink nipples were trembling slightly on the chest. I quickly took off all my clothes, and my penis was already standing erect with excitement.

I recalled the foreplay teachings in those porn movies, moved my body, and lay on Momo's right side. I hugged her body with my left hand, and gently stroked her white breasts with my right hand. They were soft and elastic. My mouth was not idle either, and I kissed Momo tenderly.

My lips were entangled with Momo's hot red lips. For the first time, I got Momo's response in my mouth. I kissed and sucked Momo's small tongue. My right hand slowly moved down, across the snow-white flat belly, to the smooth and tender thighs, stroking the inside of the thighs back and forth, and then slowly explored into the mysterious garden. My right hand gently rubbed Momo's vagina. Although it was separated by a white lace panties, I felt Momo's body temperature begin to rise. Momo twisted her body gently in her sleep.

My lips moved towards her ear and kissed her, teasing her earlobe and blowing hot air gently into her ear. Momo's eyebrows trembled slightly and she let out a "hmm..." sound from her nose. His mouth continued to move down to her neck, kissing Momo's neck tenderly, and Momo's head naturally tilted back.

My lips continued to move down, kissed the charming collarbone, and came to the pair of snow-white breasts. My hands were not idle. My left hand fiddled with the tender pink nipple on Momo's left side clockwise, and my right hand reached into the mysterious valley, rubbing Momo's softest and warmest vagina. Momo's legs slightly clamped my hands, and at the same time she was trembling slightly. My middle finger and ring finger had already felt the wetness and heat of Momo's lower body.

I held Momo's pink nipple in my mouth and sucked it for a while, teasing it with the tip of my tongue. The nipple began to slowly harden and erect. My fingers kept pumping into Momo's pussy, and the pussy kept secreting that special love fluid with a faint fragrance. Momo began to moan softly and twisted her soft waist.

I moved my body, facing Momo's snow-white body, and my mouth continued to move down, with my tongue making circles clockwise to tease her flat belly. I pulled down Momo's panties and stroked her soft thighs with my hands. Momo's pubic hair was not thick. The soft black hair covered her mons pubis smoothly. The pink and slightly red labia at the base of her white thighs was already stained with water. I couldn't help swallowing again.

I spread Momo's snow-white thighs and put my face close to her vagina. I took a deep breath and then sprayed hot liquid from my nose to her vagina. Momo's legs trembled a bit, then I put my face close to her and kissed her two wet labia. Her pussy kept secreting salty love juice. I greedily drank the love juice secreted by Momo, rolled up a piece of labia with my tongue and held it, stirring it gently in my mouth.

Every two or three times I licked the labia majora, I would use the tip of my tongue to tentatively stimulate the perineum. The itchy pleasure made Momo's breathing rapid. I put Momo's two wet labia into my mouth at the same time, sucked on them, and at the same time inserted my tongue and swept across the middle of the labia. The strong stimulation made Momo let out a comfortable "ah..."

Next, I separated Momo's labia, revealing the tender red vaginal opening. Looking at the wet vagina, my penis has become as hard as iron, but I don't want to insert it so quickly. I continue to circle the vaginal opening with the tip of my tongue, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, teasing it with the tip of my tongue swallowing and spitting out. The pleasure of the vagina made Momo's clitoris swell and stick out, and Momo's legs moved and clamped my head.

The wet tip of the tongue slowly swept back and forth over the clitoris. Momo kept twisting her body and her vagina also squirmed. I knew that Momo had already gotten into the mood at this time.

I took a look at the blue-wrapped condom on the table, and a bold idea emerged from my dark mind. At that time, I boldly thought that if Momo got pregnant, we could be together for the rest of our lives. I decided not to use a condom. I moved my body and adjusted my posture. Then I pressed my hard cock tightly against the middle of Momo's labia majora and began to insert the glans lightly into the vaginal opening. At first I was worried that I would hurt Momo.

After slowly getting used to it, he thrust hard. With a "swish" sound, the entire thing was inserted. Momo frowned slightly, "Hmm..." and her whole body trembled. When I inserted it, I thought to myself, "It's so tight." I could feel the wetness and heat coming from the vagina, and the slight wriggling sucking on my cock. This kind of stimulation makes me very excited as soon as it is inserted, and I feel like ejaculating.

At the beginning, I could still control myself from ejaculating, but after thrusting back and forth for a dozen times, I felt a strong sense of ejaculation, and my thigh muscles tightened, and I couldn't hold it back any longer and ejaculated. The warm semen shot into Momo's uterus.

The love juice and semen mixed together and flowed along the buttock groove onto the bed sheet as the penis was pulled out, making it wet. The empty feeling in her vagina made the confused Momo a little overwhelmed, and her hands unconsciously rested on my waist.

The cock rubbed on the vaginal opening for a few times and immediately became hard again. This time, I held the hard cock in my hand and inserted it deeply into Momo's wet vagina again without hesitation. The "pop"-"pop"-"pop" sounds of our bodies intercourse continued, and there was also the "creak"-"creak"-"creak" sound of the old wooden bed. The combination of these two sounds was like playing a symphony of love, which was wonderful.

My cock almost reached the deepest part of Momo's vagina with every thrust. With every thrust, Momo couldn't help but tremble all over, her red lips slightly parted, and she moaned softly. I thrust several times in the shallow part of Momo's vagina, then suddenly thrust deep into it, and did this forty or fifty times in a row. Momo was sweating, her cheeks were flushed, and her legs couldn't help but clamp around my waist. As the thrusting continued, moaning sounds of “ah…hmm…hmm…” came from her mouth.

The feeling of ejaculation began to become stronger and stronger. I slowed down the speed of thrusting, kissed her lips deeply, and stirred and intertwined my tongue gently. She made humming sounds from her mouth. I moved my hands to her chest, supported her breasts from the bottom, and tried to surround the breasts with my fingers, kneading them gently. Momo also began to hug my smooth back tightly with her hands.

I started to speed up the thrusting again, waves of intense pleasure hitting Momo, her moans became louder and louder, and her breathing became heavier. I felt Momo's vagina twitching violently. Every time I inserted it deep, it felt like a small mouth was sucking the glans.

And my strong feeling of ejaculation came again, and as Momo's vagina contracted, I shot streams of warm semen into Momo's body again. The intense pleasure made me moan in Momo's ear. We hugged each other tightly, trembling all over. I lay on the bed and didn't want to move. After the climax, I didn't pull out my penis, feeling the movement of Momo's vagina with every breath.

Holding Momo in my arms, I was immersed in the physical satisfaction and the aftertaste of orgasm, and fell asleep unknowingly.

When I was awake, I noticed the bright dawn light outside the window. I still remember Momo's reaction when she woke up. She let out an "Ah..." but she didn't shed any tears or cry. She was so calm as if nothing had happened. I thought she was angry at first, so I analyzed everything that had happened, and then confessed to her at the wrong moment.

She listened to all this quietly and looked at me dimly. That look was deeply imprinted in my mind. Later I realized that I was just a small episode in her life.

She was so quiet even when she left, without even saying anything to me. I felt like a sharp knife was stabbing my heart, it hurt so much. Looking at the messy bed, my heart seemed to stop beating.

In the following college life, Momo seemed to intentionally exclude me from her social circle, and would only reply to her text messages and QQ messages occasionally out of politeness. From then on, our communication became very rare, and I was depressed because of this for a very, very long time.

Later I found out that she and her long-distance boyfriend seemed to have reconciled.

After graduation, our interactions became increasingly blurred.

For Momo who lives in my memories, I don't want to lose her, but I don't know how to put her away.