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I'll help her lose her virginity. 

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One weekend morning, I finally arrived at the pre-arranged meeting place—a two-star hotel. She hadn't arrived yet, so I booked a standard room (158 yuan a day, 300 yuan deposit). After watching TV alone for a while, a text message arrived; she said she was downstairs, and I quickly gave her my room number. Since I'd never met her in person before, having met her online, my heart was pounding and my blood was rushing (I believe any experienced online hookup enthusiast can relate). After a long three-minute wait, the door opened, and a long-haired girl appeared in the doorway—it was her! The virgin girl barely dared to look at me, only glancing at me furtively before sitting down on the edge of the bed. I took out the paper slippers provided by the hotel and handed them to her, then sat down beside her and started chatting casually. She still didn't dare look me in the eye, her head bowed as if expecting something.

After a few jokes, she would occasionally look up at me, her eyes filled with shyness and excitement. I slowly sat down next to her, my left arm naturally around her shoulder. She readily buried her head in my chest.

I gently kissed her forehead, and I noticed that her virgin eyelashes were damp. After a while, she pushed me away, saying she wanted to take a shower, and then surprisingly asked me to unhook her bra. My little brother was already erect, and I quickly removed her "outer defenses."

A

virgin's breasts are quite beautiful. Her breasts were probably between 34A and 34B, and the shape was one of my two favorites: "pointed pepper" (the other being "hemispherical"). The fine hairs under the nipples were faintly visible. Generally speaking, virgins (including young women who haven't given birth) have relatively small areolas. Her areolas were small (about the size of a coin), a pale pink color slightly darker than her skin, a whitish pink.

The nipples were also relatively light in color, almost the same as the areolas. The nipples were very soft; a gentle squeeze was enough to press them firmly (some of the virgins I deflowered had slightly darker nipples and were a bit harder). Virgin nipples are generally small; after thorough stroking, an erect nipple is even smaller than the tip of a little finger. The erect nipple becomes longer and slightly darker in color. Some erotic literature says that under a virgin's nipple, you can feel a round, hard lump the size of an egg, like a male testicle. I believe that's mammary gland tissue, not something unique to virgins.

Looking at these exquisite breasts, even I, a seasoned veteran, was stunned. While not the largest breasts I've ever seen, they were undoubtedly the most beautiful! Seeing my stunned expression, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast, then leaned back onto the bed and closed her eyes. I pounced on her, ignoring her fragility, pressing my body completely against hers, savoring the softness of her virgin body, one hand freely fondling her exquisite breasts. After a long while, she remained silent, her eyes still closed. I jumped up, scooped up the half-naked, pink-cheeked virgin, and strode towards the bathroom.

Once there, I put her down, but strangely, she pushed me away, refusing to bathe with me. It seemed I wouldn't have the chance to bathe with a virgin! Oh no!!

By the time we finally finished bathing, it was almost 11:00. We lay side by side, neither of us speaking. My little brother was already itching to get back to normal, so I sat up to take off her white floral panties. She grabbed my hand, shaking her head silently. I asked what was wrong, but she still shook her head, remaining silent for a while. Then she said, "I'll do it myself," and took off her panties, but covered her vulva with her hand, though thick pubic hair still peeked out from between her fingers. After another moment of this awkward silence, she finally let go, but her legs remained tightly closed, her eyes shut, and her face turned to one side. I had to separate her thighs myself, clearly feeling them trembling slightly. She was completely "disarmed" and ready to be used. Before deflowering this

virgin

, I thought all virgin vaginas were pretty much the same. But this deflowering operation completely overturned my "traditional views." It's generally believed that a virgin's labia are lighter in color and deeply embedded within the vagina, a typical "narrow strip." But this medical professional's virgin vagina was quite different from any I'd seen before. Her labia were dark brown, almost semi-circular. In its natural state, only about 3-4 millimeters of the opening were visible, like a "lone peak" standing amidst the mountains and rivers. This doesn't match the traditional view that "the more sexual intercourse, the darker the labia become!" The virgin vagina was indeed very closed; even with her legs fully spread, the opening remained closed. Furthermore, this virgin had a lot of pubic hair, thick and curly black hair covering the entire vulva from the opening. Although the arrangement wasn't very neat, it felt very smooth to the touch, an indescribable pleasure. Her thighs kept unconsciously pressed together, as if in a final struggle.

Under my diligent "work," her vulva was completely wet. The pubic hair near the entrance was dampened, and the vaginal fluid slowly flowed down her groin towards her light brown, wrinkled anus.

"Virgin vaginal fluid"

—among the virgins I've deflowered, only one had colorless and odorless vaginal fluid; the prostitute and the respectable young woman each had a top-quality vaginal fluid. She was the fourth woman to possess this top-quality fluid. Originally, I could have confidently and boldly "tasted the peach." However, for various reasons, I didn't lick her vulva.

"Smell"

—some articles say women have a natural fragrance. Heh, unless she's just showered and applied perfume, the human nose can hardly distinguish this scent. This is because most glands on the skin only secrete oil and sweat. However, there might be an exception: the breasts. If you smell carefully, you can detect a faint "milk fragrance," but this has no direct relation to virginity (I like to gently suckle a virgin's nipple with my tongue to experience the virgin's milky fragrance).

Note that the smell of a breastfeeding woman isn't the scent of milk, but a fishy, milky smell!

After this long build-up, the virgin's eyes were glazed, her breathing rapid, her juices flowing freely, and she began to moan softly. Her emotions and body had endured enough; it was time to deflower her! I used my penis to part her opening, taking one last close look at her virginity. I wondered if she would be the last virgin I ever deflowered. Beneath the wet pubic hair, the entrance seemed bottomless, the walls pink, as delicate as a lotus emerging from water. However, I couldn't see the hymen, and the clitoris wasn't very prominent. Never mind, I mounted her, gripped my penis, and thrust straight into her tender bud!

The

virgin's opening was already slippery; my glans slid in easily. She frowned, moaning softly. Seeing no abnormalities, I tried to thrust harder, but couldn't find a way in! It felt like there was "no way forward" for my glans; I tried several directions, but encountered significant resistance each time, and my MM started crying out in pain. It seemed that without a decisive and forceful approach, I couldn't successfully break her hymen. With a determined heart and gritted teeth, I unleashed my unique "virgin-breaking technique." Using my right hand, I slightly lifted my upper body, shifting my weight downwards. My left hand grasped my MM's hips, and I lifted my buttocks and pulled in my abdomen. My penis left the opening, hesitated for a moment, and then plunged back into her virginity. Encountering resistance, I persevered, penetrating completely in one go!

The sheer pleasure was indescribable! The resistance came from a "flesh ring" not far from the entrance, an exceptionally tight ring.

After the glans was inserted into the fleshy ring, then the shaft of the penis was inserted. Each step forward encountered resistance. This fleshy ring must be the legendary hymen! After the ring, the vaginal walls pressed tightly against the penis, sending shivers down my spine. Ah, so good! I pressed the penis firmly against the center of her vagina, enjoying the rawness and tightness of her virginity, while simultaneously using my right hand to caress her nipples. Looking down at her, her eyes were closed, as if she were experiencing unspeakable pain and pleasure (later, when I asked her, she said she felt "painful yet pleasurable"). After a while, she whispered, "It hurts so much," and I slowly pulled out my penis. There were traces of blood on the penis, but even more so, her vaginal fluids, soaking even the pubic hair. I had finally deflowered her. I felt an overwhelming sense of emotion, like the poem: "Swallows fly past the heavy curtains of the small pavilion, and red petals fall from the late-blooming flowers onto the moss in the courtyard." During the deflowering process, MM kept her legs together, as if trying to ward off the onslaught of the cannon. I had to tell her to relax and separate them again and again, thankfully she cooperated quite well. Some erotic articles say that virgin blood is plentiful and drips onto the bed, but that's not true, very few virgins bleed that much. If it really did drip onto the bed, she'd probably need to go to the hospital, haha! I don't need to go into details about what happened next. I haven't practiced any "vaginal techniques," I don't know anything about "nine shallow thrusts and one deep thrust," I just kept thrusting, going all the way in! I didn't even change the position. After a while, my ejaculation came, and my millions of offspring gushed out, all of them shooting into the virgin's vagina... (maybe, it can't be called a virgin's vagina anymore. Haha!!!) MM and I cleaned up the scene a bit, she got up and went to the bathroom, and I followed. It turned out that MM was sitting on the toilet urinating! When she saw me come in, she was surprisingly calm! Haha! She wouldn't even let me watch her shower just now, but now she's not even shy about peeing! Women! They're truly unpredictable! Has any of my casual sex partners studied "virgin psychology"? Perhaps they could offer some guidance?

Afterwards, we did it again in the afternoon, again in the evening, and again early the next morning. She didn't complain of pain until the next day.

"Post-Deflowering Diary"

1. This experience corrected some of my misconceptions. I also discovered that this girl's vaginal opening was a bit lower; I didn't notice it during the initial penetration, but it became more obvious during "rear-entry" sex. It took a while to adjust before I could insert smoothly, and if the movements were too vigorous, the penis would easily slip out. I hadn't noticed this before; I don't know if this is a common trait or an individual characteristic of virgins.

2. This article doesn't cover techniques for picking up girls online. Because I'm far from an expert, I really don't have any techniques to share. For example, with this virgin girl, it took me a year and a half from meeting her online to deflowering her, during which we made countless phone calls and even wrote letters. If I had to give an answer, it would be two words—"patience." I can't disclose this girl's contact information because she's already given me everything (she even gave me oral sex, wanting me to ejaculate in her mouth, but unfortunately she's terrible at it and almost bit my penis in half, haha!). I don't want to hurt her, please understand, fellow sex enthusiasts!

3. Some sex enthusiasts doubt the authenticity of this story. Haha! I don't want to explain anything, believe it or not.

4. My biggest regret is not taking a bath with her before deflowering her, otherwise it would have been perfect.

5. Deflowering her was completely and utterly "emotional sex." We even split the costs of food, lodging, and transportation! I bought her a gift, but she reciprocated handsomely.

6. Through this experience, my lesson is: look for female college students who grew up in relatively good circumstances, haven't experienced much hardship, but are unlucky in love. The advantages are: they are inexperienced and easily fall in love, have some financial resources, have a higher virginity rate, and there is no legal risk.

[The End]

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