Forbidden Affair at Egineering School (18+)

"Ugh~" I used my small palm to push the handsome face in front of me away to catch my breath after he had been kissing me intensely for almost five minutes. "Where's your dorm?" "XX Alley, behind the university." No need to ask what will happen next; it was my own decision to have a relationship tonight. Am I drunk? Yeah, I am. And if you ask why I got drunk, It's because some bastard hurt me so much that I had to rely on alcohol to numb the pain. The guy I had been dating for over five years betrayed me for someone new. Actually, this happened almost half a year ago, but today I just found out that 'Dream,' my ex-boyfriend, is getting married to a woman he's been seeing for only six months, or maybe longer, behind my back. "Can I park in front of your place?" the deep voice of the driver spoke up again after we arrived in front of the dorm. "Yes, if it's just for a moment." "Are you mocking me?" he smiled mischievously. "It won't be just a moment." "No, I mean if you don't park until morning and wake up the dorm owner to scold you," I quickly explained, clutching my bag in my arms, ready to get out of the car. He's the guy I just met at the bar. We talked for a long time and had a few drinks together because he was there alone too. But I don't know what possessed me to agree to come with him like this. Am I trying to spite someone? No... But if being good doesn't get me anywhere, why should I be good? Am I saving my virginity for a man I love? ...In the end, men choose easy women anyway. "Did you bring a condom?" I asked as soon as we entered the room. When I turned to look, I saw him standing there with a smirk. "I don't like taking risks." "Yeah, just one night," I said, as if I had rehearsed the words, letting them out slowly. "You're hilarious," he laughed, seemingly amused. "I can't tell if you do this often or if it's your first time." "I've never done this," I replied softly and walked into the bathroom, having held it in since we were in the car. When I came out, I saw him sitting at the end of the bed, playing on his phone. So what should I do next? Should I make the first move or what? He's not doing anything. "Why are you pacing around?" When he saw me looking unsure, he looked up from his phone, then pulled my wrist and yanked me onto the bed, causing my short dress to ride up to my thighs, almost exposing my underwear. Or maybe he already saw it from where he was. "I've never done this before. Please, don't be rough." "Hah! What's so surprising about it? Are you kidding? You don't seem like the type." Just like he said, I like to dress up and wear makeup, which makes me look bold, but I'm not a bold person. Others might think I've been through a lot. But actually... I've never done this before. Because I thought I'd save my first time for someone I love and would marry. That was my beloved ex-boyfriend, Dream. But now he's marrying someone else. "I'm not kidding." "Really? Then let me prove it." He looked into my eyes and gave that familiar mischievous smile. It was clear from his eyes that he was a flirt. Should I consider using two condoms for safety? "Mmm~" As soon as he finished speaking, he started making his move right away, kissing me with expertise. I could handle the kissing, responding naturally. Now his hands began to explore my body, and in no time, my spaghetti strap dress was on the floor, followed by my bra and thin panties. "..." He kept a straight face, but his eyes roamed all over, making me turn away and cover certain parts with my small hands. Meanwhile, he undressed himself until he was naked in front of me. "..." I glanced down at him slightly and had to swallow hard. Even though I had never done this before, I could tell it wasn't small at all. "Are you scared?" he laughed, moving closer, pushing my legs up and spreading them apart. "No," I tried to answer in a normal tone. He smiled and nuzzled my cheek before moving down to my neck, sucking lightly and then moving down to my chest. His thick hands massaged my breasts while his lips captured the sweet, hardened nub. "Ahh, mmm~" It hurt but was pleasurable at the same time. He acted like a ravenous child, flicking his tongue back and forth before sucking again. "Go ahead and moan, don't be shy," the person in front of me said, moving one hand to my face while the other moved lower. He inserted his middle finger into my mouth and whispered for me to suck on it, before his other hand traced the moist seam between my legs. "You're easy to turn on," he said with his usual smirk, using his finger to rub the sensitive spot below before slowly sliding it into the tight entrance. "Mmm~" The initial pain gradually turned into a thrilling sensation, making me clamp my legs tightly, only for him to push them apart again. "Okay, so you weren't lying," his words and satisfied expression likely referred to my claim of inexperience. Then he began to move his finger in and out of my tight entrance, creating sensations I had never experienced before. I unconsciously sucked on the finger he had placed in my mouth, alternating with moans as he quickened the pace below, and suddenly he withdrew his finger, leaving me disappointed. Damn it! "You look disappointed," he teased, but then replaced it with another sensation as something soft brushed against my wet entrance. "Ah! It hurts." "Bear with it, I'll put it all in at once," he said, making it sound easy. Let's see. "..." I nodded in agreement, and he rubbed it up and down before positioning and thrusting it in all at once, making me cry out immediately, "It... hurts!!" It went in, but it felt like my body was being torn apart, the pain was like being cut with a knife. "Damn, it's in. So tight," he grimaced, as if he was in pain too, but surely not as much as I was. Once it was in, he started moving, and my body gradually adjusted to accommodate him more easily. He looked down at our joined parts before looking up at me and leaning closer. "You're bleeding," he noted without any sympathy, as his hips continued to move, allowing his presence to enter and exit my body. "Mmm, it hurts... can you be gentler?" He eased up at my request, but soon picked up the intensity again. "What if you get attached?" His teasing words made my face flush. "Should we exchange line IDs?" I don't know if he meant that I or he would get attached, and if exchanging line IDs was so we could have fun again. I thought I made it clear this was just a one-night stand... The slow rhythm started to change into something more intense and passionate. I admit I liked everything he was doing; it was an indescribable pleasure. I moaned incoherently throughout the room, which had become a temporary love nest. He also let out sounds of satisfaction. "Are you getting there?" he asked, increasing the pace. "Wha...what?" "Are you close? So we can finish together," he said in a husky voice, thrusting with full force. "I... I don't know, um," I didn't know what 'close' felt like for him, but I started to feel a swirling sensation in my lower abdomen, almost like a pressing sensation. "Maybe... close, I guess." My voice shook with his thrusts, and my body swayed along. "Mmm." He simply responded with that and then intensified his movements until finally, I reached the point he mentioned, and he tensed and shuddered along with me.