A First Time I'll Never Forget

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Regardless of gender, everyone cherishes their first time. Even after ten years, the scene remains vivid in my mind.
Because of my introverted personality, my first time came relatively late; I was 25 that year.
The girl's name was Wang Qianqian, and I met her through a college classmate.
I had just graduated and was staying with a classmate in Shanghai while looking for a job. My classmate rented a room near his workplace, and two female colleagues lived next door. Qianqian was their former colleague and didn't live there, but the three of them were close and often visited each other. My
classmate got along very well with them, cooking together, and I would join in for meals. In the evenings, we would play cards, watch TV, and joke around.
Because the two next door were not very attractive, that was all there was to it, until Qianqian appeared.
About two weeks after I moved in with my classmate, on a Saturday, I saw Wang Qianqian for the first time. She wasn't tall, had fair skin, wore a short-sleeved t-shirt, and had her hair in a ponytail. She was quite pretty, about an 8 out of 10.
I don't know if it was because she was rushing or working, but when she greeted me, she smiled and had a small dimple.
After exchanging pleasantries and playful banter, the three best friends ate together in their modest rented room. Qian took a bite of fish and found it delicious, asking who made it. Her classmate replied, "My brother made it, what do you think?"
"Hmm, not bad.
I didn't know you could cook like that."
I was a bit shy and just said thank you, and told her to eat more if she liked it.
"Kobike?"
I forget who chimed in, but everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.
During the card game and chat after dinner, I learned that she worked at a restaurant, the work was quite tiring, and her relationships with her colleagues were just so-so.
After adding each other on QQ, she took the bus home.
About a week or two later, I found my first job in Shanghai and treated everyone to a meal, and Qian was there too. Qian came to visit almost every week, and sometimes she would stay overnight next door. As we spent more time together, I realized that she wasn't as innocent as she seemed, at least not as I had imagined. Occasionally, she would swear, which surprised me, but after a while, I stopped caring so much. We'd occasionally chat on QQ, nothing too explicit, asking if she'd come over this week, playing QQ games together, etc.
Four or five months passed like this. My classmate went back to work in Jiangsu, and because the place she was renting was too bad, I decided to move too. I rented a room in the Maritime International Center in Beicai. Although there were quite a few people next door, I suddenly felt a bit bored, especially since my roommate's girlfriend came over almost every weekend, and the pleasant sounds of their lovemaking made me, a single guy, feel even worse.
Qianqian and I continued to chat on QQ as usual. Later, she changed jobs, working at a community supermarket. The salary wasn't high, and she had to be frugal, not eating well. I told her to come over this weekend, and I'd cook for her. She said my fish cooking was delicious, so she agreed to come over on Saturday. Unfortunately, I went on a business trip out of town on Thursday and Friday, and I didn't buy the kitchenware, tableware, and seasonings I was supposed to buy.
Around ten o'clock that day, she arrived nearby by bus, and I went to pick her up. It was similar to the first time we met, except that she was wearing a short skirt instead of hot pants, and
her white t-shirt looked even cleaner in the sunlight. On the way back to my place, we walked side-by-side, occasionally brushing against each other's arms. It felt very strange. We chatted non-stop, I told her about the nearby supermarkets and neighborhood, asked about her recent situation, and talked about my work. Hormones are truly amazing things; I was in a great mood that day, and my courage grew. So much so that on the way back from lunch at the nearby Tesco restaurant, I held her hand, and she didn't object. Our palms were sweating as we walked around for a while before finally getting back to the room.
Back in the room, I poured her a glass of water, and she started playing on my computer. She chatted with friends on QQ for a while, then started to get a little bored. I suggested watching a movie, and she readily agreed. We watched a domestic youth romance film. She sat in the only chair in the room, and I sat on the bed behind it.
I had absolutely no interest in this kind of movie. Sitting in the back, I was bored and restless, thinking about how to take things further with her.
So I pulled her chair back closer to the bed, but she seemed to be enjoying it, laughing and playfully scolding, "What are you doing?"
"You're too close to the computer, you'll ruin your eyes."
We continued watching the movie, and I kept fiddling with her ponytail, telling her about her braid and how pretty her ears were.
It seemed to have no effect; she kept watching the movie, only occasionally wiggling her braid, trying to escape my playfulness.
Then I stood up and said softly, pretending to be domineering, "Move over a bit, you're taking up the whole chair, I don't have anywhere to sit."
Qian smiled and rolled her eyes at me, then moved aside to make room for me, and I sat down.
The chair wasn't very big, and after a few minutes I got a little tired. I reached out and gently placed my hand on Qian's waist from behind, pressing close to her, feeling her smooth, cool skin, which made my heart race and I sweat all over. My mind was completely off the movie.
So I kept glancing out the window, adjusting my breathing, and slowly tightened my embrace around the girl.
After what seemed like an eternity, Qian suddenly got up and went to the bathroom. When she returned, she frowned. "How can I sit? I'm exhausted. You sit on the chair, I'll sit on the bed."
She tried to sit on the bed, but I grabbed her from behind and pulled her onto my lap. "Like this, sit on my lap."
"No!"
she protested, struggling.
"Shh, don't move, just watch the movie!"
Seeing me hug her tighter and closer, her blush deepened. She turned her head and gave me a shy glare, then pinched the arm around her waist hard, making her cry out in pain. Then she stopped resisting and watched the movie. Not content with the status quo, I embraced the beautiful girl, my hands constantly caressing her abdomen. My palms were sweating, and I dared not move upwards or downwards. My breathing became rapid, my warm breath brushing against her slightly cool shoulders, and the rise and fall of her chest, covered by her t-shirt, gradually quickened.
The brothers below were no longer still, throbbing uncomfortably. Their hands, which had been hovering over Qian's stomach, gradually moved upwards, touching her bra more and more frequently. Qian's eyes remained fixed on the computer screen, but her earlobes were noticeably turning red. Seeing this, I slowly rested my chin on her shoulder and gently kissed her slightly exposed shoulder, then her neck. Her neck immediately flushed red, and her head unconsciously leaned against me.
The movie continued, and after what seemed like an eternity, she suddenly turned her head and kissed my lips directly. Her tongue easily pried open my teeth, and my mouth, which had been waiting for so long, quickly accepted hers, sucking on her tongue and her saliva, the roles reversed… gently biting my upper and lower lips.
My slightly warm hands had already climbed onto her breasts. My left hand kneaded them through her clothes, while my right hand simultaneously slipped inside her t-shirt, brushing against her cool skin, and moving up to her bra. First, I rubbed them through the bra, then slipped inside to knead the real woman's breasts—probably a B cup. They were too big to grasp in one hand; the softness felt unreal, like a dream. It was my first time reaching third base, and I could clearly feel my hands trembling slightly. Her breathing suddenly became heavier, and she let out a few soft moans.
My mind kept reminding myself not to be so pathetic, while I focused my attention on kissing her. After calming down a bit, my hand, which had been on her left breast, slid down to the hem of her skirt, lifting it and moving up her thigh. The girl's body was truly amazing. Even with her face so flushed, her body was still cool. The warmth of my hands against her skin was a perfect match, incredibly wonderful. My hands unconsciously wandered to her inner thighs, and as I moved higher, I could feel the warmth there.
Qian was completely in the mood; her body was burning up, and the constriction of her bra was causing her great pain. I reached back to try and unbutton it for her, but I couldn't quite manage it.
After a long hesitation, Qian was both annoyed and amused. "You're so clumsy! I have to do it myself."
With that, she put her hands behind her back and let go.
As they took off their t-shirts, their lips met again. Her pale purple bra fell down and drooped over her flat stomach, revealing two firm little breasts that shimmered in the afternoon sun. The pink areolas, about the size of a dime, were topped with soft, spinach-like nipples, bright red and
luscious. The girl's body was truly exquisite, so perfectly natural. I pulled her to sit sideways on my lap and slowly released her lips, kissing her down her chin, neck, collarbone, and finally her firm breasts. Under my caresses, the girl's desire surged, and she offered her breasts to her face, burying my head in her cleavage with her left hand. Enjoying it, I buried my head deep in Qian's chest, holding her waist tightly, my cheeks involuntarily rubbing against her breasts.
After a while, my mouth finally reached her left breast and sucked hard. The girl cried out "Ah!" Although she tried to control herself, she still panted heavily under the onslaught of my tongue and mouth, her nipples standing erect like nails.
At the same time, my left hand returned to inside Qianqian's floral skirt, rubbing back and forth on her inner thigh. As soon as it touched the warm, wet triangle, Qianqian involuntarily spasmed, her legs tightly clamping my hand, unable to move.
I had to change course, lifting her skirt and reaching inside her pale purple lace panties, touching the soft, grassy pubic hair.
Just like lying down on a very comfortable patch of grass during a picnic, I couldn't stop touching Qianqian's pubic hair. I kept playing with it, stroking it back and forth, occasionally gently plucking a strand and playing with it between my fingers. The feeling was so wonderful that later, even when we weren't having sex, I had to touch a woman's pubic hair before going to sleep.
After playing with it for a while, my fingers continued to touch the muddy wetness, my paradise, a realm of pleasure I had never experienced before. My mind went blank. Qianqian's soft moans, like a call from a deep valley, guided my fingers deeper and deeper into the water, into a paradise. The warm, soft flesh pulled my fingers in like a baby sucking, until they were completely inside and I couldn't go any further.
Only then did my mind return to reality. I could feel the cool dampness of Qianqian's already soaked panties on the back of my hand, and I could clearly hear her soft, weak moans.
I didn't pull my fingers out completely. As soon as I inserted them into the wet folds, Qianqian began to moan incessantly, "Ah, ah, slower, ah.
Gently."
Such a humble yet melodious plea was truly endlessly pleasing to the ear. So I kept fiddling with her for a while until I heard the gurgling of water. The girl went limp on me before I picked her up and placed her on the bed a step away.
Perhaps because I only had real sex in my early twenties, and had used a lot of handguns before, I was surprised at how calm I was during my first time. But my mind kept reminding me to relax, to kiss her more, and to do more foreplay. Obviously, she wasn't a virgin either, a fact I only realized afterward, which explained how smoothly it went.
After putting her on the bed, I removed the rest of our clothes, climbed between her legs, and tried to lick her genitals like in porn movies. I parted her butterfly-shaped labia, revealing a pink cleft, and a trickle of clear fluid seeped from the opening. If I had to compare it to an abalone, it was a super fresh one, so much so that I leaned down and sucked it all in, choking and coughing uncontrollably. Qian, who had been moaning and panting with her eyes closed, burst into laughter.
"You little brat, daring to laugh at me,"
I said, lifting one of her legs and lightly slapping her buttocks twice.
She jumped up and stood on the bed, gesturing at me, "What's wrong with laughing at you? Bring it on!"
Seeing her standing naked on the bed, striking a pose, I couldn't help but laugh. I quickly reached out to grab her leg. But when she kicked, I grabbed it immediately, pulled her down onto the bed, and pounced on her.
"You brat, see how I deal with you."
I tried to kiss her, but she kept her lips tightly shut. So I released her hand, rubbing her left breast with one hand and sucking on her right. The brat still resisted, pinching my arm until it bled. I endured the pain and continued my work. Seeing I didn't make a sound, she blew on and kissed me tenderly as a little blood seeped out, "My saliva is disinfecting it." "
I need a tetanus shot,"
I said.
"Huh? Is it that serious?"
the girl looked at me innocently, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I was just teasing you."
Seeing her slightly guilty look, I quickly released her breasts, climbed up, touched her forehead, brushed her bangs aside, and kissed her eyes. She closed them.
Slowly, I moved to her nose, her cheek, until I kissed her lips, our tongues entwined, and my left hand went straight for her soft breasts.
My little brother stood erect against her stomach, burning hot. Qianqian reached out and grabbed it, stroking it up and down.
The first time, especially being held by those delicate, white hands, the feeling was indescribable, like floating on air.
After a while, Qianqian propped up her legs, raised her hips, and her jade hands guided my penis to stroke her warm, moist vulva. I understood and gently sank my hips down, and the head of my penis immediately sank into the muddy wetness.
"Ah...
ah..."
Qianqian groaned softly, twisting her hips to adjust her position, her hands pressing down on my buttocks, guiding my further actions. I thrust my hips forward, and half of my fairly thick penis was already inside her enchanting cave. The further in I went, the narrower it became, gripping me tighter like her jade-like hands, only becoming more warm and slippery.
Stimulated by the continuous intrusion of my penis, Qianqian lifted her hips in ecstasy, her legs tightly clamping my waist, arching her chest, closing her eyes, and raising her slightly humming lips to search for her partner, until my tongue gently entered and began to suck, at which point her brows and eyes gradually relaxed. My
entire penis was now inside, feeling an unprecedented comfort. Men and women are truly a wondrous creation of God. Pressing down on her soft body, entering Qianqian's vagina for the first time, I felt the warmth of home. Ah, the vagina is truly the ultimate destination for the penis.
Qianqian continued to lift her hips slightly, her vagina thirstily sucking on my penis, making my penis increasingly swollen and uncomfortable.
Overwhelmed by pleasure, the word "calm" was long forgotten. My penis began to thrust in and out, and with each stroke, Qianqian's soft, panting voice further fueled my urge to speed up.
After several rounds, I got up and stared at the spot where Qianqian and I were joined. My half-exposed penis seemed to be coated with white ointment, and her wet vulva held my glans. With each thrust, the pink flesh of her vulva turned outwards, and her melodious panting intensified. A surge of pleasure welled up within me, a feeling of possessing this woman.
Everything was so beautiful; I felt that even if a comet crashed into me and killed me, it would be worth it. I bent down again and kissed and bit Qianqian's breasts while thrusting rapidly.
Qianqian felt my thrusts, her hands holding my head and burying it in her chest, raising her vulva to meet my rhythm, until suddenly my mind went blank, and I clung tightly to Qianqian, my lower body trembling uncontrollably.
With each tremor, my soul seemed to be swallowed by that warm, bottomless abyss along with my penis.
As the last drop was released, the dazed body remained limp on Qianqian's body for a long, long time, until the penis went limp and slowly slid out of her vagina, and the lower body began to feel a slight coolness.

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