First and last time

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Bing'er was my first love during my university years. We were classmates in high school in the county, and we both had excellent grades in the top class. We didn't speak to each other until our senior year. Back then, boys and girls rarely spoke to each other in high school.
Later, we both got into university; I went to Beijing, and she went to a city in the north. Perhaps it was because we hadn't spoken to each other for three years in high school that there was a sense of mystery between us. When I first started university, I unintentionally wrote her a letter, and she immediately replied, thanking me for remembering her. The letter was short, but it was the first letter I had ever received from a girl, and I was excited for a long time.
We continued to correspond frantically, talking about studies, life... and later, love.
The first Spring Festival after starting university was the most triumphant day for us freshmen. Back then, universities only admitted 400,000 students nationwide each year, unlike now where more than 2 million are admitted, and university graduates are commonplace. Especially for me, a student at a top university in Beijing, I truly felt like the pride of the times.
Bing and I returned to our hometown county for winter vacation at the same time. We went on dates, watched movies, just like in the books. One day before the Spring Festival, she told me that her family was going to the countryside to sweep the tombs, and she would be home alone. I understood what she meant.
I went to her house early in the morning, and sure enough, she was alone. Back then, we didn't have central heating in the south during winter, so we sat on the sofa chatting. She brought out an electric heater, and we felt warm, but I also felt some changes inside my body. We kissed on the sofa; it was our first time kissing, and we were both clumsy, but I felt her lips were warm and had a wonderful fragrance. We kept kissing, and her face turned red.
Suddenly, she fell onto the sofa, and I naturally pressed myself against her. Her breathing became rapid, and her face turned even redder. I saw two protrusions on her chest and instinctively reached out to touch them. I lifted her sweater and pulled up her bra—why was there something covering her (she later told me it was a bra)? It took me a lot of effort to finally see her "little mounds"—they were so beautiful! I warmed my hands on the electric heater before touching them.
Her nipples were pointed and pink, but not yet fully developed. I stroked them for a while, then brought my mouth to them. She became excited, but her breasts only hardened slightly, still not as large as I had imagined.
We hugged tightly, and I used my right hand to unbuckle her belt, finally touching the place I had longed for. She seemed to disagree, yet also seemed quite pleased. I pulled her pants down completely. I stroked her genitals, looking down to examine that mysterious place closely. She shyly covered herself with her hands. At that moment, I felt a strong hardness, a burning sensation inside me, and prepared to ejaculate. But she pulled it out with her hand. I was so excited, and some fluid flowed from her genitals.
I wanted my penis to touch hers, but unexpectedly, the moment it touched her, I ejaculated all over her. I noticed she suddenly hugged me tightly, but my mind went blank, as if I had fainted. As I wiped her clean, I deliberately went slowly, carefully examining her private parts. She was truly a virgin!
After that experience, we kissed and caressed each other when we were together. On dates, I placed my penis on her vulva but didn't penetrate (I had some mental reservations at the time; she later told me she had given me a chance, which was probably when I did this), and finally ejaculated on the floor.
After winter break, we returned to school, and we both considered each other "potential partners." Our relationship grew closer, but we never became husband and wife.
Ten years later, we had both experienced a lot, returned to Beijing, and both got married and had children. But one day we went on a date, and that led to our first sexual encounter, followed by a second, a third…
At the beginning of the year, we realized it was time to end it. This day was our last, etched in our memories! We haven't seen each other since, and we rarely talk on the phone anymore.
I'll tell you about our first sexual encounter tomorrow.

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