When a virgin meets a virgin

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I remember it was late 2003. I was 20 years old then, and shamefully, still a virgin at 20.

That day at work, near the end of the day, I received a call from a girl I hadn't contacted in a long time. It turned out she was someone I'd met while working in Huadu District, Guangzhou. She was from the company next door, and I think she was only 18 then, had just arrived in Guangzhou, was from Henan, and had a very pure and innocent look, a lively and cheerful personality. Back then, a bunch of us guys were all trying to make a move on her. We'd occasionally sit together, brag, and chat, but we weren't really that close. Later, the company transferred me to Baiyun District, and we lost touch.

After all, it had been half a year since we'd last spoken, so I was quite excited to receive the call.

She said she was in Baiyun District buying something, and since I seemed to have been transferred there, she thought she'd drop by to see me. Of course, when a friend comes to visit, you have to treat them to a meal.

She lived not far from my company, and when we met, we exchanged a few jokes like we always did, and then I took her out to eat.

On the way to the restaurant, we had to cross a street. We walked side-by-side, and when the traffic wasn't too heavy, I grabbed her hand and we ran quickly across the street. After we crossed, I continued walking with her hand in mine. She didn't try to pull her hand away; she just kept her head down, silent. I noticed her ears were red.

At that moment, I felt this girl liked me, but I was a complete novice back then and didn't know what to say. So, I just stood there, holding her hand in silence, until we reached the restaurant.

The atmosphere during dinner wasn't as ambiguous anymore; we just chatted and joked around like before. After dinner, it was almost 9 pm, and she said she had to go home. To be honest, I didn't have any romantic feelings for her at the time (I was inexperienced). I walked her to the station, and as we passed my apartment complex (the owner's own place, quite upscale), I told her I lived there. She excitedly exclaimed, "What a beautiful place! The landscaping is amazing, there's even a garden!"

I casually asked if we wanted to come in for a bit, and she immediately agreed.

When we arrived at the garden, it was evening and there weren't many people around, so we found a swing and sat down to chat for a while.

She sat on the swing and swung back and forth, seemingly very happy. I had just eaten and drunk some wine, so I felt a little dizzy while swinging and told her to stop. She playfully insisted on swinging, laughing loudly.

I was really dizzy and didn't want to joke with her anymore, so I grabbed her and stopped her from swinging. Unexpectedly, she leaned into my arms and didn't move, burying her head in my chest. My first thought was that I had won the lottery, and I laughed inwardly.

Slowly, she raised her face, looking at me with a flushed face. I quickly lowered my head and kissed her cherry-like lips. As soon as my tongue explored, she opened her mouth, and my tongue swirled around in her mouth. I didn't have much experience, after all, she was a virgin, and she was clearly very aroused. She wrapped her arms around my neck and moaned softly. Everything went too smoothly. I placed one hand on her breast and gently rubbed it.

Slowly, I slipped my hand inside her clothes, quickly reaching under her bra. One hand cupped her entire breast. Her breasts were small, but firm and smooth, and her nipples were already hard.

The moment my hand touched her breast through her bra, her body trembled violently, she let out a loud moan, and then looked at me with glazed eyes and a hint of fear. I was blinded by lust and immediately kissed her again. My hand

, holding her breast, pinched her hard nipple with my thumb and forefinger, constantly teasing it. Every time I rubbed her nipple with a little more force, she would furrow her brow, open her mouth, and moan loudly. After playing for a while, I had her spread her legs wide, sitting on my penis facing me. My hard penis, pressed against her, was incredibly stimulating, and I almost lost control.

She was facing me, her breasts rubbing hard against my face. She was wearing a white wool sweater. I slowly pulled up her sweater from the front, wanting to see her breasts. Suddenly, she grabbed my hands, which were pulling at her clothes, and said, "Don't look, just touch." These words were like an aphrodisiac; I was now even more determined to look.

Most virgins are very interested in a girl's body, something I'd been thinking about for 20 years.

I didn't know what to say, so I just stupidly said, "I'll just look once, just once. It's so late, there's no one here."

Hearing this, she visibly loosened her grip, and I forcefully lifted her sweater. Her bra had already been pushed up, and two small, delicate breasts came into view. The breasts were small, but beautifully shaped, like teacups, full of youthful energy. The areolas and nipples were a light color, almost the same as her skin, with a hint of pink. The nipples were pointed, thin, and long, probably because they were erect.

Just as I was marveling at these beautiful breasts—the first pair I'd seen in 20 years—she said in a very shy voice, "Okay, I've seen it."

She then tried to pull her clothes down further. How could I let her pull her clothes down at that moment? Even if I were a virgin then, everyone would beat me to death with bricks. I held her clothes firmly with both hands to prevent her from pulling them down and said, "Let me kiss you."

Before she could react, I took one of her nipples into my mouth. Instantly, her delicate body trembled, and her previously stiff body went limp.

Because her nipple was long and thin, it felt very elastic in my mouth. I sometimes teased it with my tongue, sometimes gently bit it with my teeth, and I could smell the unique milky scent of a young girl, especially her breasts. At this point, she no longer resisted at all. She climbed onto my shoulder, her mouth right next to my ear, wanting to moan loudly but too embarrassed to do so. She moaned softly and suppressedly, which made me feel incredibly good. She sat on me and rubbed her private parts against my penis. After all, I was still a virgin then, and I couldn't withstand such stimulation. With intense pleasure, my penis trembled violently and I ejaculated. Then I stopped moving, enjoying the pleasure.

She must have known what was going on with my penis's intense trembling and subsequent softening, and she still asked me what was wrong.

I said nothing, and then smiled at her, saying, "Don't go back today."

Her face flushed and she said shyly, "No, you're too bad."

Then she added, "If I don't go back, my boss will scold me. I'll come back another day."

I had just ejaculated and didn't have any desire left, so I didn't say anything. Then she straightened her clothes and took her to the station.

In the following days, since we lived in different districts and it wasn't convenient to meet, we talked on the phone quite frequently. I remember asking her, "What am I to you?"

She said, both embarrassed and angry, "After what you did to me that day, I'm already yours, and you still ask me that?" It made me laugh and cry at the same time. It seemed I had met a pure, antique-level virgin.

Finally, on the third day after we parted, I took her virginity, and I took mine too.

That day she was off, and I was off too, so we arranged for her to come over. She arrived before 8 a.m.

I quickly got up and washed up, letting her show me around the house first. I live with colleagues, but they were all at work that day, so I was home alone. After washing up, I asked her why she was here so early (I was inexperienced! I didn't say anything then, just rushed in and had sex). She said she couldn't sleep and got up early. I asked if she couldn't sleep because she missed me.

She laughed and called me shameless, so I said, "Look, I'm not even fully awake, and you didn't sleep well last night either. Why don't we sleep together for a while?"

I was even admiring myself for saying something so clever. Then she said, "You pervert, trying to do something bad again! I'm not sleeping with you!" I was so annoyed. I

pretended to be angry and pushed her onto the bed, tickling her until she begged for mercy and agreed to sleep. Once she was in bed, things would be easier. I was getting closer and closer to my goal, and I was so excited.

I immediately crawled into bed and settled down. She took off her coat and got into bed, still wearing her skirt. I told her to take off her skirt; who sleeps in a skirt? She wouldn't. I didn't know what to do or say.

I was so nervous! A long time passed without either of us moving. She closed her eyes, genuinely looking like she was asleep.

I thought, "Damn, she can't really be asleep, can she?" I slowly moved closer, and she turned and buried her face in my chest. I saw an opportunity, so I slowly lifted her head and kissed her. My hand naturally slipped inside her clothes and began to caress her nipples. Soon, they hardened. Perhaps because she was at home, her moans were noticeably louder than last time; it felt so good.

I slowly took off her top. This time, she didn't resist or cooperate, but it took a lot of effort to take off her bra!

After playing with her breasts for a while, I planned to take off my pants. As you can imagine, it wasn't that easy. She pleaded pitifully, "Don't do this, let's talk about it later, okay? We've only been dating for a few days. This is very important to us. If you take me, you have to marry me, otherwise you'll ruin me."

I was devastated. My penis went soft immediately. To be honest, I only had lust for her, not love. She wasn't my type. I was ready to give up and lay down, not taking anything further.

Then she pressed herself against me and said, "Let's just leave it like this. I'll give it to you after we get married in a few years."

I was stunned! I just responded with "uh-huh" and "oh." Then

we kissed. She took my hand and placed it on her breasts, rubbing it. She moaned softly, and my penis immediately became hard again.

After playing for a while, I couldn't resist the temptation. I quietly placed one hand on her vulva, gently stroking it through her panties. I could clearly feel her moans becoming more excited as I touched her vulva.

I increased the pressure of my caresses, and her body began to writhe. Her panties were already soaked.

I slowly slipped my hand inside her panties, first touching a patch of soft pubic hair. Without lingering, I touched her vulva directly. It was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, hot and slippery, with soft labia.

I felt so excited and blissful, my mind went blank. However, I still didn't dare to put my finger inside. After all, I knew a virgin had a hymen. I slid my middle finger back and forth between her opening and labia. At this point, she no longer held back and was completely letting loose, moaning. I stopped thinking too much and slowly pulled off her panties. I was so nervous. Everything went smoothly. She even cooperated by lifting her buttocks slightly. Then I lifted the blanket, revealing a perfect naked body before me.

She shyly covered her private parts with her hands, trying to burrow under the covers. I grabbed her, pulled her hands away, and spread her legs, saying, "Let me see."

She hummed in agreement, her face as red as burning iron, her eyes closed and silent.

Sparse pubic hair, forming an inverted triangle, pink vulva, surrounded by milky white fluid, her labia rhythmically opening and closing due to stimulation.

I couldn't take it anymore. I quickly pulled off my underwear and pressed myself against her. My penis cautiously explored her lower body, but couldn't find the right spot. Occasionally, when it did find the right place, she would recoil and look at me with fear. I didn't care anymore; I secretly vowed to fuck her today. Because she kept recoiling, those who were lying down sat up.

She said, "I'm afraid of pain, it will hurt a lot the first time."

I gently told her, "I'll be gentle, don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

She nodded and lay down again. This time, I tried to be as gentle and slow as possible, exploring and asking her if it hurt, but she kept saying no. Finally, I took her hand and guided her to guide my penis to the opening.

She obediently placed my penis at the entrance. I could clearly feel a warm, moist flow at the head of my penis. She gently pulled back slightly. This time, I didn't rush in. I gently slid my penis up and down with my hand, asking her if it hurt.

She still looked at me in fear and shook her head. As I slid it in, I pushed it further in, asking her if it hurt.

Thankfully, she didn't pull back anymore. I slowly felt half of my glans enter, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. I gently said to her, "I'm going in."

She nodded, then closed her eyes. Suddenly, I thrust my hips forward, and my penis was fully inside. She recoiled in pain, but this time, since I was already inside, and her vagina was clenched tightly, it didn't fall out. She cried out in pain a few times, then gritted her teeth and endured the pain. My penis felt amazing inside her; her vagina tightly enveloped my penis, wet and warm, making me moan with pleasure.

Then, she said to me with a look of fear, "Don't move, it hurts, it hurts so much, just leave it like that."

I nodded, leaned down and kissed her lips, one hand still playing with her nipple. Slowly, I felt her vagina tightening its grip, and her sucking became more rapid. Suddenly, she exclaimed excitedly, "Quick! Move! Down there, move!"

I hesitated for a moment, then began to thrust violently. With each thrust, her cries grew louder. Being a virgin, after a dozen or so thrusts, a surge of pleasure shot through me. I pushed my penis to its deepest point, and with a violent tremor, I ejaculated inside her.

She let out a muffled cry, her body writhing uncontrollably. Finally, she lay on the bed, panting and moaning.

My penis felt a warm rush, her vagina gripping it even tighter. It felt incredibly good. She wouldn't let me pull out, and finally, my penis softened and slipped out on its own, the glans still stained with bright red virgin blood. The sheets were already soaked with blood.

After the first time, things got much easier. That day, we made love like crazy. I've forgotten how many times we did it, only that we stayed in bed without eating or drinking from morning until after 7 pm before going out for dinner and taking her to the station.

I remember it was at the end of 2003. I was 20 years old then. How shameful! I was still a virgin at 20.

That day at work, near the end of the day, I received a call from a girl I hadn't contacted in a long time. It turned out she was someone I'd met when I was working in Huadu District, Guangzhou. She was from the company next door, and I think she was only 18 then, had just arrived in Guangzhou, was from Henan, and had a very pure and innocent look, with a lively and cheerful personality. Back then, a bunch of us guys were all trying to make a move on her. We'd occasionally sit together, brag, and chat, but we weren't really that close. Later, my company transferred me to Baiyun District, and we lost contact after that.

Since it had been half a year since we'd last spoken, I was still a little excited to receive the call.

She said she was in Baiyun District buying something, and since I remembered she'd been transferred there, she thought she'd drop by. Of course, when a friend comes to visit, you have to treat them to a meal.

She lived not far from my company, and when we met, we exchanged a few jokes like we always did, and then I took her out to eat.

On the way to the restaurant, we had to cross a street. We walked side-by-side, and when the traffic wasn't too heavy, I grabbed her hand and we ran quickly across the street. After we crossed, I continued walking with her hand in mine. She didn't try to pull her hand away; she just kept her head down, silent. I noticed her ears were red.

At that moment, I realized this girl liked me, but I was such a novice back then, I didn't know what to say. So, I just stood there, holding her hand in silence, until we reached the restaurant before letting go.

The atmosphere during dinner wasn't as ambiguous anymore; we were still joking and chatting like before. It was almost 9 PM when we finished, and she said she had to go home. To be honest, I didn't have any romantic feelings for her at the time (I was inexperienced). I took her to the station, and as we passed my apartment complex (the owner's own place, quite upscale), I told her I lived there. She excitedly exclaimed, "What a beautiful place! The landscaping is amazing, and there's even a garden!"

I casually suggested we come in for a bit, and she immediately agreed.

When we got to the garden, it was late and not many people were around, so we found a swing and chatted for a while.

She swung back and forth on the swing, seemingly very happy. Because I had drunk a little alcohol, I felt a bit dizzy while swinging, so I told her to stop. She playfully insisted on swinging, laughing loudly.

I was too dizzy to joke with her anymore, so I grabbed her arm to stop her. Unexpectedly, she fell into my arms and didn't move, burying her head in my chest. My first thought was that I'd won the lottery, and I was inwardly ecstatic.

Slowly, she lifted her face, looking at me with a flushed expression. I quickly lowered my head and kissed her cherry-like lips. My tongue probed her lips, and she opened them, my tongue swirling around inside. I didn't have much experience, after all, she was a virgin. She was clearly aroused, her arms wrapped around my neck, moaning softly. Everything went so smoothly. I

placed one hand on her breast, gently kneading it. Slowly, I slipped my hand inside her clothes, quickly reaching under her bra, cupping her entire breast. Her breasts were small, but firm and smooth, her nipples already hard.

The moment my hand touched her breast through her bra, her body trembled violently, she let out a loud moan, and then looked at me with glazed, slightly frightened eyes. I was blinded by lust and immediately kissed her again.

My hand, holding her breast, pinched her hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger, teasing it relentlessly. Every time I rubbed her nipples a little harder, she would furrow her brows, open her mouth, and groan loudly. After playing for a while, I had her spread her legs wide, sitting on my penis facing me. My hard penis, being squeezed by her, was incredibly stimulating, and I almost lost control.

She was facing me, her breasts rubbing hard against my face. She was wearing a white wool sweater. I slowly pulled up her clothes from the front, wanting to see her breasts. But she suddenly grabbed my hands and said, "Don't look, just touch." These words were like an aphrodisiac, making me even more determined to look.

Generally, virgins are very interested in the visual aspects of a girl's body; it's something I've been thinking about for 20 years.

I didn't know what to say, so I just stammered, "I'll just take one look, one look is enough. It's so late, there's nobody here."

Hearing this, she visibly loosened her grip on my hand. I pulled up her sweater with a little force, revealing her bra, which I had already pushed up. Two small, delicate breasts came into view. They were small, but beautifully shaped, like teacups, radiating youthful energy. The areolas and nipples were a pale color, almost the same as her skin, with a hint of pink. The nipples were pointed, thin, and long, probably because they were erect. They were quite long nonetheless.

Just as I was marveling at these beautiful breasts—the first pair I'd seen in 20 years—she said in an extremely shy voice, "Okay, I've seen it."

She started to pull her clothes down. How could I let her pull them down? Even if I were a virgin then, everyone would have smashed me with bricks. I held her clothes firmly with both hands, preventing her from pulling them down, and said, "Let me kiss you."

Before she could react, I took one of her nipples into my mouth. Her body trembled instantly, her previously stiff form softening completely.

Because her nipples were long and slender, they felt incredibly elastic in my mouth. I teased them with my tongue and gently bit them with my teeth, inhaling the unique milky scent of a young girl, especially her breasts. At this point, she offered no resistance whatsoever, climbing onto my shoulder, her mouth close to my ear, wanting to moan loudly but too shy to do so, letting out soft, suppressed moans that were incredibly pleasurable. She sat on me, rubbing her genitals against my penis. Being a virgin at the time, I couldn't withstand such stimulation. With intense pleasure, my penis trembled violently, and I ejaculated. Then I remained still, savoring the sensation.

She must have known what had happened from the violent trembling and subsequent softening of my penis, and asked me what was wrong.

I said it was nothing, then smiled and said to her, "Don't go back today."

Her face flushed, and she said shyly, "No, you're too bad."

Then she added, "If I don't go back, my boss will scold me. I'll come back another day."

I had just ejaculated and had no desire left, so I didn't say anything. Then she straightened her clothes and I took her to the station.

In the following days, because we lived in different districts and it wasn't convenient to meet, we talked on the phone quite frequently. I remember asking her, "What am I to you?"

She replied, both embarrassed and angry, "After what you did to me that day, I'm already yours, and you still ask me that?" It made me laugh and cry at the same time; it seemed I'd met a virgin of the highest caliber.

Finally, on the third day after we parted, I took her virginity, and I took mine too.

That day she was off work, and I was off work too, so we arranged for her to come over. She arrived before 8 a.m.

I quickly got up and washed up, letting her show me around the house first. I live with colleagues, but they were all at work that day, so I was home alone. After washing up, I asked her why she was here so early (I was inexperienced! I didn't say anything then, just rushed in and had sex). She said she couldn't sleep and got up early. I asked if she couldn't sleep because she missed me.

She laughed and called me shameless, so I said, "Look, I'm not even fully awake, and you didn't sleep well last night either. Why don't we sleep together for a while?"

I was even admiring myself for saying something so clever. Then she said, "You pervert, trying to do something naughty again! I'm not sleeping with you!" I was so annoyed. I

pretended to be angry and pushed her onto the bed, tickling her fiercely. I only let her go when she begged for mercy and agreed to sleep. Once she was in bed, things would be easier; I was getting closer to my goal, and I was so excited.

I immediately crawled into bed, and she took off her coat and got into bed, still wearing her skirt. I said to her, "Take off your coat. Who sleeps in a skirt?" She just wouldn't take her clothes off. I was at a loss, not knowing what to do or say.

I was so nervous! A long time passed without either of us moving. She had her eyes closed, looking like she was really asleep.

I thought, "Damn, she can't really be asleep, can she?" I slowly moved closer, and she turned and buried her face in my chest. Seeing an opening, I slowly lifted her head and kissed her, my hand naturally slipping inside her clothes to rub her nipples. Soon they hardened. Perhaps because she was at home today, her moans were noticeably louder than last time; it felt so good.

I slowly took off her top. This time she didn't resist or cooperate, but taking off her bra took a lot of effort!

After playing with her breasts for a while, I planned to take off my pants. As you can imagine, it wasn't that easy. She pleaded pitifully, "Don't do this, let's talk about it later, okay? We've only been dating for a few days. This is very important where we're from. If you take me, you have to marry me, otherwise you'll ruin me."

That was a huge blow; my penis went soft immediately. To be honest, I only had lust for her, not love. She wasn't my type. I was ready to give up, so I lay down and didn't do anything further.

Then she pressed herself against me and said, "Let's just leave it at that. I'll give myself to you after we get married in a few years."

I was stunned! I just responded with "uh-huh" and "oh."

After we finished speaking, we kissed. She took my hand and placed it on her breast, rubbing it. She moaned softly, and my penis immediately became hard again.

After playing for a while, I couldn't resist the temptation. I quietly placed one hand on her vulva, gently stroking it through her panties. I could clearly feel her moans becoming more excited as I touched her vulva.

I increased the pressure of my stroking, and her body began to writhe. Her panties were already soaked.

I slowly slipped my hand inside her panties, first touching a patch of soft pubic hair. Without lingering, I touched her vulva directly. It was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, hot and slippery to the touch, with soft labia.

I felt so excited and happy, my mind went blank. But I still didn't dare put my finger inside; after all, I knew a virgin had a hymen. I slid my middle finger back and forth between her vulva and labia. She was no longer restrained and was moaning freely. At that moment, I stopped thinking too much and slowly pulled off her panties. I was so nervous! Everything went smoothly; she even cooperated by lifting her buttocks slightly. Then I lifted the blanket, revealing a perfect naked body before me.

She shyly covered her vulva with her hands, trying to bury herself under the blanket. I grabbed her, pulled her hands away, and spread her legs, saying, "Let me see."

She hummed in agreement, her face as red as burning iron, her eyes closed and silent.

Sparse pubic hair, forming an inverted triangle, a pink vulva, surrounded by milky white fluid. Stimulated, her labia were rhythmically opening and closing.

I couldn't take it anymore. I quickly pulled off my underwear and pressed myself against her. My penis cautiously explored her lower body, but it couldn't find the right spot. Occasionally, it might have found the right place, but she would recoil and look at me with fear. I didn't care anymore; I secretly vowed to have her today. Because she kept recoiling, the person who was lying down sat up.

She said, "I'm afraid of pain. It will hurt a lot the first time."

I gently told her, "I'll be gentle, don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

She nodded and lay down again. This time, I tried to be as gentle and slow as possible, exploring and asking her if it was okay, but she kept saying no. I had no choice but to take her hand and have her guide my penis to the right spot.

She obediently placed my penis at the entrance. I could clearly feel a warm, wet flow at the head of my penis. She recoiled slightly. This time, I didn't rush in. I gently slid my penis up and down with my hand, asking her if it hurt.

She still looked at me with fear and shook her head. As I slid in, I pushed further in, asking her if it hurt.

Thankfully, she didn't pull back anymore. Slowly, I felt half of my glans go in, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. I gently said to her, "I'm going in now."

She nodded and closed her eyes. Suddenly, I thrust my hips forward, and my penis was fully inside. She recoiled in pain, but this time, since I was already inside, and her vagina was clenched tightly, it didn't fall out. She cried out a few times in pain, then gritted her teeth and endured it. My penis felt amazing inside her; her vagina was tightly wrapped around my penis, wet and warm, making me moan with pleasure.

Then, she said to me with a look of fear, "Don't move, it hurts, it hurts so much, just leave it like this."

I nodded, leaned down and kissed her lips, one hand still playing with her nipple. I slowly felt her vagina tightening its grip, and her sucking became more and more rapid. Suddenly, she exclaimed excitedly, "Quick! Move! Down there, move!"

I hesitated for a moment, then began to thrust violently. With each thrust, her cries grew louder. Being a virgin, after a dozen or so thrusts, a surge of pleasure rushed to my head. I pushed my penis to its deepest point, and with a violent tremor, I ejaculated inside her.

She let out a muffled cry, her whole body writhing. Finally, she lay on the bed, panting and moaning.

My penis felt a warm flow wash over it, and her vagina gripped it even tighter. It felt incredibly good. She wouldn't let me pull out, and finally, my penis softened and slid out on its own, the glans still stained with bright red virgin blood. The sheets were already soaked with blood.

After the first time, things got much easier. That day, we made love like crazy. I've lost count of how many times we did it. I only remember lying in bed without eating or drinking from morning until after 7 p.m. before going out for dinner and taking her to the station.

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