I am a slutty girl

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I never imagined I'd be a "slutty" girl. What do you think?
After graduating from junior high and getting into a girls' high school, I lived alone away from home. It was quite enjoyable; there were no nagging parents from the countryside, just the freedom to be independent. This fostered a self-reliant personality.

My second year of high school was the year that changed me the most. I was in the top ten in my first year, but that year I got a boyfriend. His appearance caused my grades to plummet. My teachers talked to me several times, but nothing could improve them. In the end, I even had to repeat the year.

What hurt me the most was that my boyfriend broke up with me after he found out I had repeated the year. The inner torment was indescribable; I spent the entire summer in a state of despair.

Every night, I think of the times we spent together. He wasn't handsome, but he was so considerate and gentle that I wanted to entrust my life to him, even to give myself to him. But every time, after caressing me, he would help me get dressed and wouldn't go any further, leaving my body unbearably wet and itchy.

Maybe he was playing hard to get. Several times, as he was about to leave, he would reach under my skirt and caress me through my panties, rubbing my clitoris, whispering words of love in my ear, and saying that if I missed him, I could caress myself to ease my longing for him.

My longing for him was overwhelming. Every night before bed, I would masturbate to feel my love for him. Over time, I developed a habit of masturbation, and the orgasms were even more intense during my period.

At first, I would just touch my clitoris with my fingers, trying to make my vagina available to him, but each time he left me waiting in vain. So I started using my middle finger instead, and gradually I also used props like candles or cucumbers. This went on for a long time. Now, after graduating and working in a bookstore, every night I still think of what he said to me and unconsciously take out a cucumber...

In a corner of the bookstore, there was a pile of books with plastic covers, clearly pornographic. I never paid much attention to them, but that section always sold the best, so out of curiosity, I secretly took a few home from work to check them out.

Back home, I eagerly tore open the plastic covers—wow!…it was full of explicit sex pictures. My emotions suddenly surged. After flipping through a few pages, I felt a heat rising in my genitals, and my clitoris hardened. I quickly took off all my clothes and started masturbating while looking at the pictures. The excitement combined with the bold and clear sex photos gave me three orgasms in a row for the first time.

And now I clearly knew what male genitalia looked like. After years of masturbation, for the first time, I wanted to understand my own genitals. So I took a mirror, lay on the bed, and bent my legs. My darling was right in front of me. My clitoris, about the size of a peanut, would be exposed when I was aroused. Gently kneading it with my fingertips excited me immensely. I then took a small cucumber and thrust it in and out of my vagina. Ah! ... When will my darling have a beloved boy to take care of it?

Ah! ... I'm going to lose it again! ... I'm going to lose it again! ...

There's a new part-time worker at the bookstore named "Xiao Hei." He's tall and handsome, and he comes to work at the store every evening at six o'clock. That night, the store received a lot of goods, and the boss asked him to move them to the warehouse, while I checked the inventory.

He was drenched in sweat from carrying boxes of books, and in the end, he was only wearing a t-shirt. Seeing this, I felt a pang of sympathy and quickly gave him a towel, telling him to rest. Standing beside him, inhaling the scent emanating from him, I felt myself sinking into a deep abyss of desire. I cared for him like a sister caring for her brother. After he finished carrying the books, I told him to go to the bathroom to shower, while I hid by the window to peek. Alas! I couldn't see him.
Xiao Hei studied information technology, and during our conversation, I learned he was quite skilled with computers. So, I asked him to fix my computer after he finished work at 10 PM. Actually, it wasn't that my computer had a problem; I wanted to use this opportunity to test his character.

Finally, after work, I had him drive me back to my home in Tianmu. On the way, I deliberately put my arms around his waist. He rode his motorcycle very slowly, and we chatted. I knew he didn't have a girlfriend yet and was a class representative at school. I felt incredibly happy, as if I had found my new love.

After we got home and I took him to his room, I made him a cup of coffee and asked him to wait a moment. I told him I was going to take a shower first, so I opened the closet, picked out a long nightgown, and went into the bathroom with the closet slightly open, wondering if he would look at my closet. A little while later, I called him over and, through the crack in the bathroom door, asked him to get me a pair of red briefs.

I had bought the red briefs specifically when I missed my ex-boyfriend. They were small briefs with a hole at the bottom; I wondered how he would feel when he saw them.

He handed me his panties, looking embarrassed. Wearing them, I could feel the lingering warmth of his hand on them, and thinking about it made me a little wet. After applying some perfume and putting on my pajamas, I looked in the mirror. My nipples, not wearing a bra, were gently erect—so cute!

After leaving the bathroom, I found him already tidying up my computer. I stood next to him, asking him questions, while he kept stealing glances at my chest. Ah! I was really starting to feel something for him, so I tried to find a way to keep him there.

He finished tidying up the computer quickly, and I told him that I lived alone all night and had no one to talk to, so he could stay and keep me company. I think besides my sexy clothes, my attitude was sincere, and he didn't say he wanted to go back. So we chatted more and more intimately, and finally, he started playing with my nipples.

I moaned softly. He said he'd never seen a girl's body before, so I took his hand and led him to my private parts, telling him I could see as much as I wanted tonight.

He pulled down my panties, and I explained to him like a teacher, "This is the clitoris...this is the labia...this is the vagina..." I asked him to gently caress each part with his fingers and to kiss it lightly.

My clitoris was already hard, and my vagina was wet; my engorged labia minora looked like greedy mouths waiting to receive a lover's caresses. He licked me with his tongue, gently stroked me with his fingers, and even probed inside. I continued to moan softly; I knew his penis must be eager too.

When he took off his pants, his penis was practically sticking out, but I didn't want it inside me. I told him I liked him, but it wasn't safe today; if we dated, there would be plenty of time later.

He nodded in agreement, and I gently stroked his penis, hot and hard, occasionally putting it in my mouth to suck on it. Finally, he climbed on top of me, and we started caressing each other in 69.

He got more and more excited, and what started as feigned moans turned into genuine cries of pleasure. He completely conquered my penis with his tongue. In my excitement, I put the penis in my mouth and sucked on it vigorously. After a while, he shuddered, and thick, sticky semen shot into my mouth. I didn't swallow it, but deliberately let the liquid flow down my chin. He became excited again, and I gripped his penis tightly, masturbating him back and forth. He became even more excited, and I put his penis into my mouth full of semen again. It became harder and thicker. I scraped his glans with my teeth, and he even groaned. After a while, he ejaculated into my mouth again.

After we finished, we were both too tired to speak. Looking at the clock, it was already three o'clock. My eyes closed, and I fell asleep without realizing it.

I never imagined I would be a "slutty" girl. What do you think?
After graduating from junior high school, I went to a girls' high school and lived alone away from my hometown. It was quite enjoyable; I didn't have my parents nagging me in the countryside, and I had a free and independent life. This also fostered my personality of making decisions for myself.

My second year of high school was the year that changed the most. My grades in my first year were still in the top ten, but that year I got a boyfriend. His appearance caused my grades to plummet. My teacher talked to me several times, but nothing could improve my grades. In the end, I even had to repeat a year.

What hurt me the most was that my boyfriend broke up with me after finding out I had repeated a year. The inner turmoil was indescribable; I spent the entire summer in a state of despair.

Every night, I would think about the times we spent together. He wasn't handsome, but he was very considerate and gentle, making me want to entrust my life to him, even to give myself to him. But every time, after caressing me, he would help me get dressed and wouldn't go any further, leaving my body unbearably wet and itchy.

Perhaps he was playing hard to get. Several times, as he was about to leave, he would reach under my skirt, caress me through my panties, rub my clitoris, and whisper words of love in my ear, saying that if I missed him, I could caress myself to relieve my longing for him.

My longing for him was overwhelming. Every night before bed, I would masturbate to feel my love for him. Over time, I developed a habit of masturbation, and the orgasms were even more intense during my period.

At first, I would just touch my clitoris with my fingers, trying to make my vagina available to him, but each time he left me waiting in vain. So I started using my middle finger instead, and gradually I also used props like candles or cucumbers. This went on for a long time. Now, after graduating and working in a bookstore, every night I still think of what he said to me and unconsciously take out a cucumber...

In a corner of the bookstore, there was a pile of books with plastic covers, clearly pornographic. I never paid much attention to them, but that section always sold the best, so out of curiosity, I secretly took a few home from work to check them out.

Back home, I eagerly tore open the plastic covers—wow!…it was full of explicit sex pictures. My emotions suddenly surged. After flipping through a few pages, I felt a heat rising in my genitals, and my clitoris hardened. I quickly took off all my clothes and started masturbating while looking at the pictures. The excitement combined with the bold and clear sex photos gave me three orgasms in a row for the first time.

And now I clearly knew what male genitalia looked like. After years of masturbation, for the first time, I wanted to understand my own genitals. So I took a mirror, lay on the bed, and bent my legs. My darling was right in front of me. My clitoris, about the size of a peanut, would be exposed when I was aroused. Gently kneading it with my fingertips excited me immensely. I then took a small cucumber and thrust it in and out of my vagina. Ah! ... When will my darling have a beloved boy to take care of it?

Ah! ... I'm going to lose it again! ... I'm going to lose it again! ...

There's a new part-time worker at the bookstore named "Xiao Hei." He's tall and handsome, and he comes to work at the store every evening at six o'clock. That night, the store received a lot of goods, and the boss asked him to move them to the warehouse, while I checked the inventory.

He was drenched in sweat from carrying boxes of books, and in the end, he was only wearing a t-shirt. Seeing this, I felt a pang of sympathy and quickly gave him a towel, telling him to rest. Standing beside him, inhaling the scent emanating from him, I felt myself sinking into a deep abyss of desire. I cared for him like a sister caring for her brother. After he finished carrying the books, I told him to go to the bathroom to shower, while I hid by the window to peek. Alas! I couldn't see him.
Xiao Hei studied information technology, and during our conversation, I learned he was quite skilled with computers. So, I asked him to fix my computer after he finished work at 10 PM. Actually, it wasn't that my computer had a problem; I wanted to use this opportunity to test his character.

Finally, after work, I had him drive me back to my home in Tianmu. On the way, I deliberately put my arms around his waist. He rode his motorcycle very slowly, and we chatted. I knew he didn't have a girlfriend yet and was a class representative at school. I felt incredibly happy, as if I had found my new love.

After we got home and I took him to his room, I made him a cup of coffee and asked him to wait a moment. I told him I was going to take a shower first, so I opened the closet, picked out a long nightgown, and went into the bathroom with the closet slightly open, wondering if he would look at my closet. A little while later, I called him over and, through the crack in the bathroom door, asked him to get me a pair of red briefs.

I had bought the red briefs specifically when I missed my ex-boyfriend. They were small briefs with a hole at the bottom; I wondered how he would feel when he saw them.

He handed me his panties, looking embarrassed. Wearing them, I could feel the lingering warmth of his hand on them, and thinking about it made me a little wet. After applying some perfume and putting on my pajamas, I looked in the mirror. My nipples, not wearing a bra, were gently erect—so cute!

After leaving the bathroom, I found him already tidying up my computer. I stood next to him, asking him questions, while he kept stealing glances at my chest. Ah! I was really starting to feel something for him, so I tried to find a way to keep him there.

He finished tidying up the computer quickly, and I told him that I lived alone all night and had no one to talk to, so he could stay and keep me company. I think besides my sexy clothes, my attitude was sincere, and he didn't say he wanted to go back. So we chatted more and more intimately, and finally, he started playing with my nipples.

I moaned softly. He said he'd never seen a girl's body before, so I took his hand and led him to my private parts, telling him I could see as much as I wanted tonight.

He pulled down my panties, and I explained to him like a teacher, "This is the clitoris...this is the labia...this is the vagina..." I asked him to gently caress each part with his fingers and to kiss it lightly.

My clitoris was already hard, and my vagina was wet; my engorged labia minora looked like greedy mouths waiting to receive a lover's caresses. He licked me with his tongue, gently stroked me with his fingers, and even probed inside. I continued to moan softly; I knew his penis must be eager too.

When he took off his pants, his penis was practically sticking out, but I didn't want it inside me. I told him I liked him, but it wasn't safe today; if we dated, there would be plenty of time later.

He nodded in agreement, and I gently stroked his penis, hot and hard, occasionally putting it in my mouth to suck on it. Finally, he climbed on top of me, and we started caressing each other in 69.

He got more and more excited, and what started as feigned moans turned into genuine cries of pleasure. He completely conquered my penis with his tongue. In my excitement, I put the penis in my mouth and sucked on it vigorously. After a while, he shuddered, and thick, sticky semen shot into my mouth. I didn't swallow it, but deliberately let the liquid flow down my chin. He became excited again, and I gripped his penis tightly, masturbating him back and forth. He became even more excited, and I put his penis into my mouth full of semen again. It became harder and thicker. I scraped his glans with my teeth, and he even groaned. After a while, he ejaculated into my mouth again.

After we finished, we were both too tired to speak. Looking at the clock, it was already three o'clock. My eyes closed, and I fell asleep without realizing it.

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