Best friend

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Many of my best friends
write things that are completely idealistic. Having sexual fantasies is fine, but writing them down is not good. Everyone should write about their real experiences, since we all live in reality. So I'll write about my real experiences!

I have a good friend who is a few months older than me. Our families live very close to each other, and our parents are good friends. We grew up together. We can talk about anything!

We went to kindergarten together, and we were inseparable from a young age. She's the kind of girl who's more mature than her peers, so she always took me under her wing. When we were little, we often went swimming in the lake in the countryside, even though we were naked. But we were too young then to have much of a sexual awareness!

As we grew older, we were both considered big kids. Although we still swam together, we all wore swim trunks, including her, with her upper body bare. I remember it was during the summer vacation of my second year of junior high school. We went swimming in the countryside together. We changed our swim trunks on either side of a large rock. After all, we were already 14 or 15 years old. When we got into the water, I noticed that her breasts were starting to protrude, feeling fleshy. After we finished swimming, we returned to the large rock and went to our respective sides to take off our swim trunks, change our clothes, and go home. Just as I was about to take off my swim trunks, she called me over. I hesitated for a moment, but still went over. She was still wearing her swim trunks. She asked me to sit next to her. I was quite surprised, not knowing what she wanted, so I sat down and asked her what she wanted. After a while, she blushed and asked if I had ever thought about what "that kind of thing" was. I said no, feeling quite embarrassed. After another while, she asked, "Can I see yours?" I hesitated for a moment, then thought, well, it's no big deal if I see it, no one will know. So I stood up, stood in front of her, and took out my penis. At that time, I didn't have pubic hair, and my penis wasn't big; most of the glans was still covered by the foreskin. She blushed even more when she saw it, but seemed even more curious. After a while, she said it was cute!

I don't know how I said it, but I blurted out, "Can I see you?" She smiled, stood up, took off her swim trunks, and then sat down with her legs together. I could see her pubic hair. (By the way, I want to express my contempt for those who often write things like, "She's only 15, she doesn't have much pubic hair," which shows they've never seen a teenage girl before and think girls are the same as boys. Girls develop two years earlier than boys, and pubic hair starts growing around age 11, and by age 14, most girls have quite a lot.) I asked her to spread her legs, and she did. I saw the cleft; her labia majora were a light brown color and very tight. I didn't dare touch them, but I really wanted to see them. My penis started to react a little; I don't know if she noticed, but I saw... Less than a minute later, she said she was done and had to go home. She grabbed a towel to dry herself, and we all got dressed. On the way home, we were all a bit awkward. When we were almost home, she said, "Don't tell anyone about today." Of course, I knew!

But from then on, I started discussing sex. I realized we were really curious about sex back then, but we couldn't ask our parents or teachers. I remember in my third year of junior high, internet cafes started to pop up, and we went together to try and find information online. But the internet cafes were always packed, and it seems like Baidu didn't exist back then, or maybe we didn't know it, so we didn't know how to search. We went several times but couldn't find anything!

Later, it was time to prepare for high school entrance exams, and everyone started focusing on their studies! Then we got into the same high school. In our first year, they started having a physiology and hygiene class, and we went together. I noticed that the girls were quite open-minded and listened attentively, while the boys were shy and would slump over their desks. The teacher talked about masturbation.

One evening after self-study, we were walking home and talked about the physiology and hygiene class. She asked me if I had ever masturbated. Of course I had! I was 15 or 16 years old, how could I not? I think I first masturbated in my first year of junior high. Back then, I only knew how to touch my penis; I didn't know how to do it properly, and I never ejaculated. I don't even remember when I first ejaculated, maybe in my third year of junior high. She asked me what masturbation felt like, and I couldn't really describe it, but I said it felt pretty good! After walking for a while, I asked her if she had any experience with it. She said she sometimes touched it when she showered, and one of her friends told her to use the showerhead to spray it there, but she tried it and didn't feel anything. After she finished speaking, we both laughed. I said, "We're so shameless, always talking about these things." She said, "We're good friends, what can't we talk about?"

Anyway, we often discussed these kinds of things back then, and we both thought the other was being lewd. During the summer vacation of our junior year, which was before the start of our senior year when we had extra classes, one afternoon the teacher didn't come, and we only had two classes that afternoon. We went to play at the university behind the school. At that time, the university hadn't started yet, and there weren't many people at the school except for the gatekeeper. We went to the pond behind the school, where there was a grove of trees, which was quite cool.

We sat on the grass and chatted happily. As we talked, the conversation drifted back to that kind of thing. She said that the other day when she was showering, she touched herself there and felt a strange, intense sensation. She wanted to intensify the feeling and wanted to know what would happen if she continued, but she was afraid to insert her fingers and didn't know how to touch herself, so the sensation was stagnant and frustrating. She wondered if it would be better if a boy touched her. I asked if I could try. She was a little embarrassed but nodded anyway. She was originally going home, but since no one was around, she stayed there. She leaned against the wall, and I slipped my hand under her skirt and into her underwear, touching her. At first, there wasn't much moisture, just a slight dampness, and she said it itched. After touching her for a while, a slippery liquid appeared, and she stopped saying it was itchy. She sat down next to me, leaning against me, and I continued touching that slit. At the time, I didn't know how to stimulate the clitoris; I just kept touching that slit. I knew I could insert it into her vagina, but I was afraid. I broke her hymen. She kept her eyes closed, initially with a shy smile, but later she seemed somewhat intoxicated. After touching her for a few minutes, I felt something hard there, but I didn't know it was her clitoris. I asked her how it felt, but she didn't answer. I continued touching that slit. After a while, she put her hand inside and placed mine on that hard spot, saying it felt better there. I continued touching her for a long time. Suddenly, she squeezed her legs together. I don't know if it was an orgasm. Anyway, no water came out, so I didn't dare move. I just left my hand there, looking at her with her eyes closed and biting her lip. After a while, she finally said, "Take your hand out." I took my hand out; it was covered in liquid. I noticed her face was extremely red, and her neck was red too. She took out some tissues and gave them to me. I wiped my hands, and she took the tissues herself to wipe her genitals. After she finished, she got up from my lap and sat down next to me, looking very embarrassed. She said thank you. I asked her how it felt, and she said it was very stimulating and strange! She even asked if I wanted her help. I had considered it, but I was afraid of giving her a bad impression if I ejaculated, so I refused.

She asked me if she was very lewd and bad. I joked that she was, practically a pervert. She was silent. She said, "I don't know why, but I'm always very curious about this. Thank you for letting me experience it today." I said, "What's this? Real sex is exciting!" She said no, sex should only be with your partner. And she was afraid of getting pregnant!

Then, with the intense studying of our senior year of high school, we didn't discuss sex much anymore. Only one night, I was doing my homework at her house, and I asked her to put her hand inside my pants and touch me. It was the first time she'd ever touched an erect penis, and she was very excited. Her parents came home, so we stopped. It

never happened again!

Then we got into different universities, still in Hefei, but quite far apart. We didn't spend much time together, just working together during holidays. We still didn't discuss sex much; after all, we were adults and had to be responsible for our actions, and we both had our own partners!

Actually, she's quite pretty, with a great figure. Many men pursued her in high school, but she rejected them all. In her freshman year of college, she found a boyfriend, a senior. They slept together after only two months of dating. The next day, she texted me about her first time. She said she was very nervous, it hurt, and it felt burning. I said, "Why wasn't your boyfriend gentler?" She said it was his first time too, he was very nervous, and he ejaculated in just over a minute. (When I first met her boyfriend, I thought he was a mature man with a strong physique, but I was wrong, haha.) I said it would be better in the future. From then on, they had sex about two or three times a month, because they were seniors and busy looking for jobs, so they weren't together often. As for my girlfriend, she's in the same year as me. She's the very ladylike type. Her parents are teachers, and she had a very strict upbringing. She's very conservative and cautious about sex. I've made advances many times, but she's always refused. Even if I try anything a little too forward, she reacts very strongly. So, I was still a virgin when I graduated! Ugh!

During my senior year of college, I found a job. Although it was far from home, my parents bought an apartment in a newly built neighborhood nearby. It wasn't furnished, so I moved in. I was quite busy at the time and didn't contact her much. Unexpectedly, her workplace was also nearby, and she rented an apartment in the same neighborhood as me. I asked her to come and live with me, but she had already paid rent for six months. At that time, her boyfriend was in the development zone, which was far from us, and he would only stay at her place occasionally. My girlfriend also lived far away from me. She would often come to my place, but she wouldn't stay. She wanted to give me her most precious thing on our wedding night.

One day in May, my girlfriend came over. It was my birthday, and I had invited her, but she couldn't come because she was working overtime. She said she'd come later for cake. We reminisced about our three-year relationship, and then we both fell in love. I started by kissing her face, then her neck. She used to never let me kiss her neck, but today she let me. Just as I was about to take off her t-shirt, she suddenly seemed to wake up, pushed me away, cupped my face, and said, "I'm sorry, we can't. We'll talk about it after we get married." I was incredibly frustrated at that moment, but what could I do? I couldn't exactly rape her or break up with her. So we just sat there. She thought I was angry, so she came up and kissed me. I touched her breasts through her clothes, and she didn't object, but only through them! Around 9 PM, she said she had to go home, so I took a taxi to send her home. When I got back, I was so depressed. It's almost laughable: after almost four years of cultivating a relationship with her, the most we could do was touch her breasts through her clothes and kiss her neck!

Then she arrived, and of course, I had a lot of grievances to vent to. She listened and burst out laughing. I said, "I'm so depressed, and you're still laughing? I don't even know how far I've gone as a virgin!" She said, "So you don't want to be one anymore?" I said, "Of course! A man only matures after experiencing sex" (I've always believed that). After a while, she said, "Do you want me to help you?" I said, "That's not a good idea. Wouldn't that be unfair to Da Niu (her boyfriend's nickname)?" She said, "We're good friends, what's wrong with that? I remember you helped me experience it once before!"

I was really excited at the time, so I immediately got up and closed all the doors and windows. She sat on the sofa, took off her underwear, and pulled up her skirt. I asked her to take off all her clothes, but she refused. She said that breasts are for big cows only, and there should always be a difference between lovers and friends. This is good enough. I spread her legs apart and saw her vulva. It had been so many years. Her labia were still a light brown, only now, though they were tightly closed back then, her legs were spread even wider, the slit slightly open, revealing a small opening, moist and wet. At first, my eyes widened in disbelief. I immediately took off my shorts. She asked if I had showered, and I said I had. So she spread her legs even wider. She was sitting on the sofa, so I had to kneel in front of her to be at the same height as her vulva. Just like that, face to face, I inserted my penis. She asked me how it felt, and I said, "Warm and tight."

She smiled and said, "Move around a bit." I thrust in and out a few times, and the feeling was intense. She asked me, "Not like Da Niu, about to ejaculate?" I said, "A little." She said, "Come out, let me suck it for you." I didn't understand what she meant, but I still pulled it out. She told me to stand up and then put it in my mouth. I really didn't expect that and felt a little embarrassed. I said, "Isn't that unhygienic?" She said, "It's nothing."

About two minutes later, I ejaculated. I was about to pull out, but I didn't have time. She immediately ran to the bathroom, spat out the semen, and I heard her rinsing her mouth. I thought that was the end of it for today, but when she came back, she asked if I could kiss her there. Of course, I agreed. She sat down, and I squatted down. I didn't know how to lick, so I just licked randomly. She seemed to enjoy it. At first, she was a little embarrassed, but later she became very engrossed. By this time, I already knew how to stimulate her clitoris. After a while, she asked if I had an erection. I said I did. She asked if I wanted to continue, and I said yes. I thought she wanted oral sex. She stood up and went to the bedroom, leaned over the edge of the bed, and said, "You can do it from behind. It's easier for you to do it from behind the first time. If I'm on top and you're on the bottom, it's not easy for you to do it." She lay there, her vulva exposed, and I tried to penetrate her. The first time it didn't go in, and she told me to use more force. I tried again, and it went in. Then I didn't move for a long time; it felt so warm and comfortable. She said, "Move a little," so I started thrusting. It was my first time, so I couldn't make the thrusting movements smooth at all. While thrusting, I saw some white stuff gradually appear on my penis, and I felt her vagina getting increasingly slippery. Later, she gradually started moaning, "Mmm...mmm..." I lasted about 20 minutes before ejaculating, but in a moment of impulse, I ejaculated inside her. After I finished, I said, "I ejaculated inside, is that okay?" She said she had emergency contraception (not an ad). Then I reluctantly got off her, and she remained lying there. I took some tissues and wiped her genitals, especially the white, foamy substance around her vaginal opening, clean. No semen came out. After a while, she stood up, took two more tissues, put them in her underwear, and stood up, saying to me, "Aren't you going to thank me?" I felt really embarrassed at that moment. She said, "We're like family, aren't we? If you need any help in the future, just tell me."

I asked her, "How many men have you slept with?" She said, "Two, just you and Da Niu."

From then on, whoever needed help would ask the other for "assistance." Anyway, her boyfriend didn't contact her often, and since my girlfriend wasn't getting married, I had no chance either! Haha!!

[The End]

Many people write things that are completely idealistic. Having sexual fantasies is fine, but writing them down is not good. Everyone should write about their real experiences, after all, we all live in reality. I'll write about my real experience!!

I have a good friend, she's a few months older than me, our families live very close by, our parents are good friends, and we grew up together. We talk about everything!

We went to kindergarten together and were inseparable since childhood. She was the kind of girl who was more mature than her peers, so she always played with me from a young age. When we were little, we often went swimming in the lake in the suburbs. Although we were naked, we were young at the time and didn't have much awareness of sex!

As we grew older, we were both considered big kids. Although we still swam together, we all wore swim trunks, including her, with her upper body bare. I remember it was during the summer vacation of my second year of junior high school. We went swimming in the countryside together. We changed our swim trunks on either side of a large rock. After all, we were already 14 or 15 years old. When we got into the water, I noticed that her breasts were starting to protrude, feeling fleshy. After we finished swimming, we returned to the large rock and went to our respective sides to take off our swim trunks, change our clothes, and go home. Just as I was about to take off my swim trunks, she called me over. I hesitated for a moment, but still went over. She was still wearing her swim trunks. She asked me to sit next to her. I was quite surprised, not knowing what she wanted, so I sat down and asked her what she wanted. After a while, she blushed and asked if I had ever thought about what "that kind of thing" was. I said no, feeling quite embarrassed. After another while, she asked, "Can I see yours?" I hesitated for a moment, then thought, well, it's no big deal if I see it, no one will know. So I stood up, stood in front of her, and took out my penis. At that time, I didn't have pubic hair, and my penis wasn't big; most of the glans was still covered by the foreskin. She blushed even more when she saw it, but seemed even more curious. After a while, she said it was cute!

I don't know how I said it, but I blurted out, "Can I see you?" She smiled, stood up, took off her swim trunks, and then sat down with her legs together. I could see her pubic hair. (By the way, I want to express my contempt for those who often write things like, "She's only 15, she doesn't have much pubic hair," which shows they've never seen a teenage girl before and think girls are the same as boys. Girls develop two years earlier than boys, and pubic hair starts growing around age 11, and by age 14, most girls have quite a lot.) I asked her to spread her legs, and she did. I saw the cleft; her labia majora were a light brown color and very tight. I didn't dare touch them, but I really wanted to see them. My penis started to react a little; I don't know if she noticed, but I saw... Less than a minute later, she said she was done and had to go home. She grabbed a towel to dry herself, and we all got dressed. On the way home, we were all a bit awkward. When we were almost home, she said, "Don't tell anyone about today." Of course, I knew!

But from then on, I started discussing sex. I realized we were really curious about sex back then, but we couldn't ask our parents or teachers. I remember in my third year of junior high, internet cafes started to pop up, and we went together to try and find information online. But the internet cafes were always packed, and it seems like Baidu didn't exist back then, or maybe we didn't know it, so we didn't know how to search. We went several times but couldn't find anything!

Later, it was time to prepare for high school entrance exams, and everyone started focusing on their studies! Then we got into the same high school. In our first year, they started having a physiology and hygiene class, and we went together. I noticed that the girls were quite open-minded and listened attentively, while the boys were shy and would slump over their desks. The teacher talked about masturbation.

One evening after self-study, we were walking home and talked about the physiology and hygiene class. She asked me if I had ever masturbated. Of course I had! I was 15 or 16 years old, how could I not? I think I first masturbated in my first year of junior high. Back then, I only knew how to touch my penis; I didn't know how to do it properly, and I never ejaculated. I don't even remember when I first ejaculated, maybe in my third year of junior high. She asked me what masturbation felt like, and I couldn't really describe it, but I said it felt pretty good! After walking for a while, I asked her if she had any experience with it. She said she sometimes touched it when she showered, and one of her friends told her to use the showerhead to spray it there, but she tried it and didn't feel anything. After she finished speaking, we both laughed. I said, "We're so shameless, always talking about these things." She said, "We're good friends, what can't we talk about?"

Anyway, we often discussed these kinds of things back then, and we both thought the other was being lewd. During the summer vacation of our junior year, which was before the start of our senior year when we had extra classes, one afternoon the teacher didn't come, and we only had two classes that afternoon. We went to play at the university behind the school. At that time, the university hadn't started yet, and there weren't many people at the school except for the gatekeeper. We went to the pond behind the school, where there was a grove of trees, which was quite cool.

We sat on the grass and chatted happily. As we talked, the conversation drifted back to that kind of thing. She said that the other day when she was showering, she touched herself there and felt a strange, intense sensation. She wanted to intensify the feeling and wanted to know what would happen if she continued, but she was afraid to insert her fingers and didn't know how to touch herself, so the sensation was stagnant and frustrating. She wondered if it would be better if a boy touched her. I asked if I could try. She was a little embarrassed but nodded anyway. She was originally going home, but since no one was around, she stayed there. She leaned against the wall, and I slipped my hand under her skirt and into her underwear, touching her. At first, there wasn't much moisture, just a slight dampness, and she said it itched. After touching her for a while, a slippery liquid appeared, and she stopped saying it was itchy. She sat down next to me, leaning against me, and I continued touching that slit. At the time, I didn't know how to stimulate the clitoris; I just kept touching that slit. I knew I could insert it into her vagina, but I was afraid. I broke her hymen. She kept her eyes closed, initially with a shy smile, but later she seemed somewhat intoxicated. After touching her for a few minutes, I felt something hard there, but I didn't know it was her clitoris. I asked her how it felt, but she didn't answer. I continued touching that slit. After a while, she put her hand inside and placed mine on that hard spot, saying it felt better there. I continued touching her for a long time. Suddenly, she squeezed her legs together. I don't know if it was an orgasm. Anyway, no water came out, so I didn't dare move. I just left my hand there, looking at her with her eyes closed and biting her lip. After a while, she finally said, "Take your hand out." I took my hand out; it was covered in liquid. I noticed her face was extremely red, and her neck was red too. She took out some tissues and gave them to me. I wiped my hands, and she took the tissues herself to wipe her genitals. After she finished, she got up from my lap and sat down next to me, looking very embarrassed. She said thank you. I asked her how it felt, and she said it was very stimulating and strange! She even asked if I wanted her help. I had considered it, but I was afraid of giving her a bad impression if I ejaculated, so I refused.

She asked me if she was very lewd and bad. I joked that she was, practically a pervert. She was silent. She said, "I don't know why, but I'm always very curious about this. Thank you for letting me experience it today." I said, "What's this? Real sex is exciting!" She said no, sex should only be with your partner. And she was afraid of getting pregnant!

Then, with the intense studying of our senior year of high school, we didn't discuss sex much anymore. Only one night, I was doing my homework at her house, and I asked her to put her hand inside my pants and touch me. It was the first time she'd ever touched an erect penis, and she was very excited. Her parents came home, so we stopped. It

never happened again!

Then we got into different universities, still in Hefei, but quite far apart. We didn't spend much time together, just working together during holidays. We still didn't discuss sex much; after all, we were adults and had to be responsible for our actions, and we both had our own partners!

Actually, she's quite pretty, with a great figure. Many men pursued her in high school, but she rejected them all. In her freshman year of college, she found a boyfriend, a senior. They slept together after only two months of dating. The next day, she texted me about her first time. She said she was very nervous, it hurt, and it felt burning. I said, "Why wasn't your boyfriend gentler?" She said it was his first time too, he was very nervous, and he ejaculated in just over a minute. (When I first met her boyfriend, I thought he was a mature man with a strong physique, but I was wrong, haha.) I said it would be better in the future. From then on, they had sex about two or three times a month, because they were seniors and busy looking for jobs, so they weren't together often. As for my girlfriend, she's in the same year as me. She's the very ladylike type. Her parents are teachers, and she had a very strict upbringing. She's very conservative and cautious about sex. I've made advances many times, but she's always refused. Even if I try anything a little too forward, she reacts very strongly. So, I was still a virgin when I graduated! Ugh!

During my senior year of college, I found a job. Although it was far from home, my parents bought an apartment in a newly built neighborhood nearby. It wasn't furnished, so I moved in. I was quite busy at the time and didn't contact her much. Unexpectedly, her workplace was also nearby, and she rented an apartment in the same neighborhood as me. I asked her to come and live with me, but she had already paid rent for six months. At that time, her boyfriend was in the development zone, which was far from us, and he would only stay at her place occasionally. My girlfriend also lived far away from me. She would often come to my place, but she wouldn't stay. She wanted to give me her most precious thing on our wedding night.

One day in May, my girlfriend came over. It was my birthday, and I had invited her, but she couldn't come because she was working overtime. She said she'd come later for cake. We reminisced about our three-year relationship, and then we both fell in love. I started by kissing her face, then her neck. She used to never let me kiss her neck, but today she let me. Just as I was about to take off her t-shirt, she suddenly seemed to wake up, pushed me away, cupped my face, and said, "I'm sorry, we can't. We'll talk about it after we get married." I was incredibly frustrated at that moment, but what could I do? I couldn't exactly rape her or break up with her. So we just sat there. She thought I was angry, so she came up and kissed me. I touched her breasts through her clothes, and she didn't object, but only through them! Around 9 o'clock, she said she wanted to go home, so I took a taxi to send her home. When I came back, I was so depressed. It's funny to think about it: after cultivating a relationship with a female friend for almost four years, the most we could do was touch her breasts through her clothes and kiss her neck!

Then she arrived, and of course, I had a lot of grievances to vent. After listening, she burst out laughing. I said, "I'm so depressed, and you're still laughing? I don't even know how far I've gone as a virgin." She said, "So you don't want to be one anymore?" I said, "Of course, a man only becomes mature after experiencing sex" (I've always believed that). After a while, she said, "Do you want me to help you?" I said, "That's not a good idea, wouldn't you be letting down Da Niu (her boyfriend's nickname)?" She said, "We're good friends, what's the big deal? Remember you helped me experience it once before!" I was

really excited at the time, and immediately got up and closed all the doors and windows. She sat on the sofa, took off her underwear, and pulled up her skirt. I asked her to take off all her clothes, but she refused. She said her breasts were for Da Niu's exclusive use, and there should always be a difference between lovers and friends. This is good enough. I spread her legs apart and saw her vulva. It had been so many years. Her labia were still a light brown, only now, though they were tightly closed back then, her legs were spread even wider, the slit slightly open, revealing a small opening, moist and wet. At first, my eyes widened in disbelief. I immediately took off my shorts. She asked if I had showered, and I said I had. So she spread her legs even wider. She was sitting on the sofa, so I had to kneel in front of her to be at the same height as her vulva. Just like that, face to face, I inserted my penis. She asked me how it felt, and I said, "Warm and tight."

She smiled and said, "Move around a bit." I thrust in and out a few times, and the feeling was intense. She asked me, "Not like Da Niu, about to ejaculate?" I said, "A little." She said, "Come out, let me suck it for you." I didn't understand what she meant, but I still pulled it out. She told me to stand up and then put it in my mouth. I really didn't expect that and felt a little embarrassed. I said, "Isn't that unhygienic?" She said, "It's nothing."

About two minutes later, I ejaculated. I was about to pull out, but I didn't have time. She immediately ran to the bathroom, spat out the semen, and I heard her rinsing her mouth. I thought that was the end of it for today, but when she came back, she asked if I could kiss her there. Of course, I agreed. She sat down, and I squatted down. I didn't know how to lick, so I just licked randomly. She seemed to enjoy it. At first, she was a little embarrassed, but later she became very engrossed. By this time, I already knew how to stimulate her clitoris. After a while, she asked if I had an erection. I said I did. She asked if I wanted to continue, and I said yes. I thought she wanted oral sex. She stood up and went to the bedroom, leaned over the edge of the bed, and said, "You can do it from behind. It's easier for you to do it from behind the first time. If I'm on top and you're on the bottom, it's not easy for you to do it." She lay there, her vulva exposed, and I tried to penetrate her. The first time it didn't go in, and she told me to use more force. I tried again, and it went in. Then I didn't move for a long time; it felt so warm and comfortable. She said, "Move a little," so I started thrusting. It was my first time, so I couldn't make the thrusting movements smooth at all. While thrusting, I saw some white stuff gradually appear on my penis, and I felt her vagina getting increasingly slippery. Later, she gradually started moaning, "Mmm...mmm..." I lasted about 20 minutes before ejaculating, but in a moment of impulse, I ejaculated inside her. After I finished, I said, "I ejaculated inside, is that okay?" She said she had emergency contraception (not an ad). Then I reluctantly got off her, and she remained lying there. I took some tissues and wiped her genitals, especially the white, foamy substance around her vaginal opening, clean. No semen came out. After a while, she stood up, took two more tissues, put them in her underwear, and stood up, saying to me, "Aren't you going to thank me?" I felt really embarrassed at that moment. She said, "We're like family, aren't we? If you need any help in the future, just tell me."

I asked her, "How many men have you slept with?" She said, "Two, just you and Da Niu."

From then on, whoever needed help would ask the other for "assistance." Anyway, her boyfriend didn't contact her often, and since my girlfriend wasn't getting married, I had no chance either! Haha!!

[The End]

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