Sexual experiences during adolescence

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In 1998, I was in my final year of junior high school. At that time, the economy was quite depressed, as we'd say now. My father was the only breadwinner; my brother and I were both in school. Because of our poor financial situation, I didn't have much pocket money at school. My monthly allowance of 200 yuan was barely enough for food. I remember back then, ten yuan could buy a lot of things. Not liking to study, I spent my days at the arcade and a barbershop near the school. When I ran out of money for game tokens, I'd collect protection money with a few like-minded older students at the arcade, scraping together scraps to barely make ends meet. When I really had no other choice, I'd do odd jobs at the barbershop in exchange for a few cheap cigarettes. The owner was a middle school dropout and a bit of a troublemaker, so he treated us fairly well. This experience solidified my idea of learning hairdressing. I didn't think too much about it then; I just thought being a hairdresser would give me many opportunities to pick up girls and ensure a comfortable life, haha, so wicked...

??? Okay, so, that game store, maybe because of its good location, was always packed with female students. Wow! Maybe it's true that human nature is hard to change. I say this because back then, at only 16, my physical and mental maturity was almost the same as it is now. Although I was still a virgin, I often chipped in with friends to go to the video arcade to watch porn. So, when I saw girls with similar interests, I was always the first to rush over and become their protector in the game world. Gradually, I got to know many pretty girls. I'm not bragging, but I was actually quite handsome back then, so those girls liked to play online with me, haha! One of them later became the first female protagonist in the book, and I still clearly remember her name—Xiaoyu.

Looking at her now, she might just be considered a slightly underdeveloped, blonde girl, but back then she was the class beauty. She was like me—not fond of studying and a bit rebellious. I heard it was because her parents divorced…? She had shoulder-length black hair and often wore skirts that were considered revealing at the time (for which she frequently received reprimands from the homeroom teacher). She walked with a really pretty figure. What was most unforgettable were her phoenix eyes and cherry-like lips, along with her healthy skin from years of exercise. That was the essence of her first impression. You can imagine how popular a girl like that would be in middle school! I don't know if it was because I was handsome and a bit of a joker, but after playing a few games with me, Xiaoyu loved to stick close to me. Whenever we weren't in the sight of the teachers, she would grab my hand and rest her head on my shoulder. Of course, I would also indulge in impulsive actions towards her. For example, I would slip my hand inside her clothes and touch her still-developing breasts, or touch her nipples from under her skirt. She would seem to enjoy it and moan softly. The proudest thing about being with her was posing with my arms around her small waist in front of my friends. A young girl's body is so smooth and delicate, leaving a lasting impression

! I remember one night, around the 15th (because the moon was really round and bright that day), after evening self-study, we went to a secret corner of the playground and repeated what I just described. The difference was that I had just watched a Category III film starring Simon Yam that morning, so I couldn't control myself and pushed her down onto the grass, imitating the H scenes from the movie. I used my tongue to wander over her tender nipples. To be honest, I really admire my ability to imitate. Xiaoyu quickly started moaning. At the time, I didn't know if she was moaning from pleasure or pain. Anyway, I just did what I wanted and let her think for herself. Slowly, I pulled down her pants from top to bottom. For the first time, under the hazy moonlight, I saw my first beautiful vulva. The mons pubis of the young girl didn't have much hair yet, and the tender flesh around the vulva was a beautiful light pink. That clitoris, which I didn't know what it was at the time, seemed to be desperately begging me to knead it. Unfortunately, I was too young and didn't understand back then. Seeing her wet pussy, I thought she had peed, so I didn't dare lick her pussy like in the videos. My own penis had already created a small tent under my school uniform. I impatiently pulled down my pants and tried to imitate her by putting my penis into that wet hole, but I just couldn't get it in. I had to use my hands to spread her legs as wide as possible. Xiaoyu must have really enjoyed it; I remember she didn't resist at all. I tried to insert my penis into that exposed hole again, and this time it went in a little more smoothly. It felt so good inside, a tingling sensation that couldn't be compared to secretly masturbating in the bathroom. As soon as it went in a little, Xiaoyu reacted. "

It hurts... No... It hurts...

"

Although I didn't understand... But I'd heard from upperclassmen that a girl's first time would be very painful and they should be gentle. But it was my first time too, so I eagerly continued to thrust inside. With a scream from Xiaoyu, I gave her my first time, a thick stream of semen. Haha, a man's first time really isn't that great, I'm so depressed. Xiaoyu was probably in a lot of pain; tears were streaming down her face. I pulled my penis out and found it was covered in blood. This was proof that I'd conquered my first woman. Luckily, I had some tissues with me, so I quickly cleaned up. I didn't know if she'd get pregnant or what kind of birth control pill she needed, and I took her back to her dorm. Seeing her staggering, unsteady gait, I felt a pang of pity... For the next month or so, we made love in that bush at least 20 times. Of course, each time was different. Xiaoyu's reactions became more and more intense, and my sexual skills became more and more proficient. I also learned how to buy birth control pills and condoms. Unfortunately, it was too late. A little over a month later, Xiaoyu was taken by her mother to get a pregnancy test. Luckily, she refused to tell her mother that I was the culprit, and her mother, under Xiaoyu's threat of suicide, didn't pursue the matter further and took her to have an abortion. However, the unfortunate thing still happened: Xiaoyu was transferred to a school in Zhangzhou by her mother. Because there were no phones back then, I never saw her again... I remember for a month after she left, I would go to that old spot every night and sit there like a fool... lost in

memories... Those days lasted for about a month, and I gradually emerged from that dark corner, continuing to spend my time studying, playing games, and going to the hair salon. But I seemed to have lost some sexual interest in women. Perhaps it was because I had developed too many real feelings for Xiaoyu. In the past month, although many girls had taken the initiative to befriend me, in junior high school, it was common to pass notes to express affection. It's no exaggeration to say that I once received five love letters from different girls in one day. If that guy were here now, I think I'd lose control and die from exhaustion. But back then, perhaps influenced by Xiaoyu, I completely ignored it. That kind of thing kept repeating itself, like today repeating yesterday's events, until the second semester of my third year of junior high when a girl came to our class, supposedly to repeat a year (later I learned she had dropped out for two years and was now back to prepare for the entrance exam). From the moment I first saw her in the classroom, I was instantly captivated by her. Slender figure, 158 cm tall?, a pair of large, bright eyes that blinked—she even resembled Xiaoyu somewhat. She had a name as beautiful as her pretty face—Sun Xue (later we all called her Xue). The difference was that she had breasts much larger than Xiaoyu's, no exaggeration, at least a 33C. She was the pure and innocent type, a little different from Xiaoyu (maybe because she was two years older than Xiaoyu). But the moment I saw her, I knew in my heart that she was mine, and I secretly vowed to win her over...?

Since her arrival, I, the bad student who was basically never in the classroom except for the homeroom teacher's classes, have actually been spending every day in class. Because I'm a struggling student, the teacher is paying special attention to me, moving me to the very back of the classroom. Haha, calling it "care" is really just a way of letting me get away with things. But at least I can have more time to admire my Snow White, so it's a win-win situation, I guess. When we were little, we probably all had this feeling: a bad student likes a good student, and tries too hard to win her heart and get her attention, but often it backfires, sometimes even making her cry. However, after spending some time with her, I found that Snow White was slowly starting to like me too, because I noticed she really enjoyed explaining the texts and math problems to me in a serious manner. Although I couldn't concentrate on a single word and kept glancing at her, when she noticed I wasn't paying attention, she would pout her little lips, her rosy, tender face incredibly charming. She would then casually say, "I'm ignoring you." But even though she said that every time, she still tutored me every day. Perhaps it was truly the power of pure love. During the time I spent with Xue, I changed. I stopped going to the arcade and stopped going to the hair salon to style my then-pretty pompadour. Instead, I spent more time with Xue. Of course, Xue's help wasn't entirely useless; at least it showed that my exam scores improved significantly. Who says puppy love interferes with studies? That was the sentence I wanted to say most back then.

Days passed by with Xue by my side, and graduation exams were fast approaching. To relieve the tension of studying, our homeroom teacher decided to take us on a picnic in the countryside on the weekend. Hearing this news, the class was happier than if Bush had captured Bin Laden. That weekend arrived amidst such anticipation and cheers. The weather was perfect that day—a clear, cloudless sky, to put it bluntly. Of course, when we arrived at our destination, I deliberately switched places with someone to be in the same group as Xue. Of course, we needed to prepare for the picnic. While the teacher was drinking tea in the tent, I took Xue's hand, using the excuse of gathering firewood. We walked to the mountainside, and seeing no one around, I boldly pulled Xue into my arms. She was a little surprised but didn't resist, which emboldened me even more. Bathed in the morning sun, she was truly captivating. I couldn't resist any longer and kissed her. Xue feigned resistance for a while, but gradually we cooperated in perfect harmony. I won't lie; I still vaguely remember the feeling of that kiss. Although her tongue was clumsy and lacked any kissing skills, it was truly sweet. As the kiss intensified, my hand slowly moved towards Xue's breasts, the 33C I had always dreamed of. Xue said no, a little scared, but by then I was already ready to go, and my skills were much better than when I was with Xiaoyu. Soon, despite her resistance, I slipped my hand inside her bra, making true intimate contact with Xue's 33C breasts. The elasticity of her youthful breasts immediately became apparent as I kneaded them. I pressed Xue down onto the grass, kissing her passionately while my hands kneaded her breasts even harder. The usually quiet Xue began to moan. I took the opportunity to pull open her clothes and bra, revealing her snow-white breasts fully exposed to the morning sun, standing proudly on her body. I skillfully and deftly licked her nipples, and Xue's beautiful face slowly flushed, her expression changing constantly. Her breathing grew heavier, and she made sounds of pure pleasure. Seeing this, I moved my right hand down to Xue's crotch and started stroking her through her pants. Xue's reaction became even more intense. At that moment, I really wanted to immediately pull out my penis and insert it into Xue's vagina. But she seemed to suddenly realize that she shouldn't be doing this there. She pushed me away, straightened her clothes, and stared at me with wide eyes. I didn't know what to say for a moment. We remained in this silent standoff for about 5 minutes. Suddenly, Xue came over and hugged me, saying, "Don't do this. We shouldn't be doing this." She gently kissed me on the cheek, then took my hand and started gathering firewood. Watching her so focused on her task, it was hard to imagine how she had been enjoying herself just moments before. We quickly went back. Everyone was already busy, and I guess only heaven knows what happened between us. After that day, Xue and I became inseparable. By chance, we ended up doing what we hadn't finished on our picnic at a classmate's house. I vaguely remember it was Yan Ge's birthday that day. Since my parents were out of town and couldn't come back to celebrate with him, he invited us to his house to have fun. Xue and I went, of course. That night, about ten of us kids drank two or three cases of liquor. Xue probably drank quite a bit too; her slightly flushed oval face looked even more charming and beautiful under the lamplight. After saying hello to my classmates, I helped Xue into his room. As soon as the door closed, I kissed Xue's lips deeply. Xue probably wasn't really drunk; as soon as our lips met, she started to get excited. I quickly pushed Xue down onto the bed and, fueled by the alcohol, stripped her naked in one go. Dark pubic hair had started to grow on Xue's breasts; she was probably fully developed. No wonder her breasts were so big. While enjoying the pleasure of our physical contact, I stripped myself naked, climbed on top of her, and looked at Xue's slightly closed phoenix eyes and erect breasts... My penis was protesting, standing erect at a 180-degree angle. I rubbed it back and forth against her pubic bone. Xue, perhaps because she had been drinking, didn't resist today. After rubbing for a while, seeing her already overflowing vulva, I thrust the head of my penis straight in. Afraid she might suddenly sober up and refuse, I simply pushed it all the way in. With a whoosh, the sound of my penis piercing her hymen and hitting her pubic bone filled the air as it went in completely...

????? Ah... what are you doing... it hurts...

??????? Xue screamed like a pig being slaughtered. I quickly covered her mouth with my hand and sealed it with my lips, gently telling her it was okay and the pain would subside soon. I slowly began to thrust in and out. Instantly, the tingling pleasure of the tight friction between her virgin vagina spread throughout her body. After about ten minutes of my thrusting, Xue probably got used to it. She stopped crying out in pain, and her legs no longer resisted being brought together. Although she still couldn't cooperate with me, it was better than before when she kept causing trouble. I increased the speed and intensity of my thrusts, and Xue began to moan softly in pleasure. I then placed one of her legs on my shoulder, adopting an X-shaped, intertwined position, allowing me to penetrate fully each time, reaching her G-spot. I kneaded Xue's breasts with one hand, and after another ten minutes or so, Xue couldn't take it anymore. Her vaginal fluids, mixed with her virgin blood, flowed down, warmly onto my glans. The strong, rhythmic contractions inside her vagina made me ejaculate. My semen shot into the body of another virgin I deeply loved. Holding Xue's limp body, I felt an urge to quickly grow up and marry her. I gently kissed her forehead and said something that would seem incredibly naive and laughable to people today—"Xue, I will love you for ten thousand years!" Although I didn't know what true love was back then, the so-called love I felt was so pure and innocent...

Afterwards, I bought emergency contraception for Xue. From then on, my relationship with Xue became an open secret in our class. Whenever we had the chance, we would be intimate. I don't know if it was because of me, but Xue became more and more like a devoted wife and mother, caring for me. Our relationship lasted until I graduated from junior high. I can't remember exactly how many times we did it, only that we were always very happy. With her around, I basically stopped going to the arcade; at most, I'd go to the hair salon to get a haircut when I wanted to look pretty. But all good things must come to an end. After the entrance exam, she didn't get into her desired school and stayed home to help her parents with housework. I, on the other hand, moved to Zhangzhou due to family reasons. So now I don't know if that beautiful Xue got married or not. I really miss her! Updated

August 18, 2007

When we moved to Zhangzhou in July 1999, we were still renting. Our family's financial situation was slowly improving, so my dad wanted me to go to a vocational school. I was terrified of studying and absolutely refused. My dad had no choice but to give up. After I told my family I wanted to learn hairdressing, my dad agreed but didn't approve of me learning it right now. He was afraid I hadn't experienced hardship and wouldn't be able to settle down and learn. He insisted I work as a laborer on a construction site with my cousin-in-law for six months, earning my own apprenticeship money. In my family, my dad's word was law, like a royal decree; we had no choice but to obey. That's how I entered what I still consider a working hell – a construction site – as a laborer working 12 hours a day for 17 yuan. The hardships of construction are unimaginable to those who haven't been there. To put it simply, we ate worse than pigs, got up earlier than chickens, and worked harder than oxen. Living worse than a dog's, earning less than a beggar's—though some of the descriptions are a bit exaggerated, they're very realistic.

My experience on the construction site finally taught me a lesson: no matter how arrogant a person is, if they have no money, or when they desperately need money, they're really worse off than a dog. Because you won't guard the house like a dog, nor will you beg for mercy. You feel that society owes you, the whole world owes you, but you don't realize what you've done for others or for society. So why should you have what you want? After more than a month on the construction site, I started to get used to it, started to learn to endure. My strong personality prevented me from complaining to my family even once. I worked hard, enduring wind and rain, enduring the boss's unreasonable demands and insults. I endured, I endured again. Perhaps eventually, after enduring so much, I became numb and slowly integrated into this social circle, learning how to live happily. This also led to my current muscular physique; my eight-pack abs are still so defined. Over time, I naturally learned how to spend the least amount of money for the most enjoyable entertainment at night. After work, a few close coworkers and I would split the cost and go to a street food stall for a plate of fried noodles or rice noodles, along with an ice-cold beer—that was the best enjoyment back then. The simplicity and honesty of life made me stronger and more independent. But living in a concrete jungle, yet only able to live the lowest level of life, wouldn't everyone have a rebellious and vengeful side...

? At the end of the month, after saving the money I had for my apprenticeship, the rest of us coworkers would plan to go out and have some fun. I remember there was a street near the Bagua Building in Zhangzhou—not a street with a good reputation, but a place that closed during the day and had red lights on at night. So it was locally known as the red-light district. To be honest, the time I'm about to describe was my first and only time going to such a place. I remember that we got off work early that night, and there weren't many people on the streets. As usual, we went to our usual food stall and had a few bottles of beer. I wasn't a big drinker at the time, and I was already feeling quite tipsy. The coworker who suggested going to the red-light district was a real veteran. He led us in a three-wheeled vehicle and headed straight for the Bagua Building. Once we got there, he knew the place like the back of his hand. After choosing a storefront, the three of us went inside. The shop was dimly lit, and there were seven or eight people sitting side by side inside, all wearing makeup. Because I was drunk, I couldn't tell them apart by age or appearance. My coworker skillfully picked out people, agreed on prices, and then had three women lead us into the inner room. The lighting in the inner room was even dimmer; I could only vaguely make out human figures. The three women led their clients into separate private rooms. To be honest, the woman who served me had a pretty good figure; her slender waist was my type, and she had an oval face, though I couldn't make out her features or skin. Speaking in a Sichuan accent, she had me lie down on the bed and then mechanically unbuckled my belt, pulled down my pants, and started stroking my penis. Fueled by the alcohol, my penis immediately became erect. Looking at that woman, images of Xiaoyu and Sun Xue's bodies flashed through my mind. I couldn't help but think about the past, and the fact that I hadn't had sex with a woman for almost four months. Impulsive, my penis was already rock hard. Seeing my eagerness, the woman seemed to take pity on me, opening her mouth and licking my penis with her tongue. Instantly, a warm, tingling sensation spread throughout my body. Having never received oral sex before, I was a bit stunned. I didn't realize oral sex felt so good. Perhaps the woman was already used to it and numb to it, she didn't seem to care about the dirt and sucked my entire penis into her mouth, quickly moving it up and down. I didn't hold back and pulled her close, reaching inside her bra and groping her. I felt a sensation I hadn't had in a long time, and that day I had it again. It was a pity that the woman's breasts didn't have the elasticity and feel of Xiaoyu and Axue, but it was still a unique experience. As I kneaded her breasts, I fantasized about the times I had sex with them. Under the influence of alcohol, no matter how hard the woman sucked and licked, I still didn't have the urge to ejaculate. The woman's mouth was probably numb too, so she simply asked if I wanted her to give me a free orgasm with her vagina. So I had no choice but to agree. She took off her skirt, got on the bed, and sat down on my penis. Only then did I realize that she was already incredibly wet down there, her pubic hair all matted together. Was she also trying to please me? I wondered to myself. She vigorously moved up and down on her own, and I don't know if she was really feeling anything, but she started moaning, and her movements became faster and faster. I held her slender waist and matched her movements, and I slowly began to feel it too. Plus, her technique was really good; her vagina not only moved up and down but also had a rhythmic contraction and relaxation. With my cooperation, she came after about ten minutes, a warm stream running down my glans. I guessed I was about to come too, so I turned her over and used an ancient method of intercourse, using the stamina I had honed over months of training on the construction site to make a final, intense thrust. With a final thrust, the girl reached another climax, her eyes slightly closed and no longer moaning. I, too, ejaculated under her warm stimulation. She held me tightly, as if afraid I would run away... Afterwards, we both tidied ourselves up. I told her it was my first time in a place like this, and I came because I had drunk too much. I asked her name, and she told me it was Xiaoxue (of course, girls usually use nicknames and don't use their real names outside), 19 years old, and she had just come to Zhangzhou from Sichuan this year. She said I was very special; from the moment she walked in, she felt like she was seeing her first love (so she had imagined me as her ex-boyfriend earlier, no wonder she was willing to have sex with me for free). She gave me her pager number and told me to call her anytime (having a pager back then was considered very cool). I took the number, kissed her before leaving, and told her I would remember her.

After that, I would often page her after work in the evenings. If she had time, she would come upstairs with me to chat. Actually, she was even more beautiful without makeup; she was very natural and unpretentious. I often told her to leave that kind of place, go home, or find a job outside, but she would always just smile and ignore me. I always saw a hint of helplessness in her eyes. Yes, what else could she do? In the old society, there were people to teach them music, chess, poetry, and painting; the local areas were managed by the state, with specialized medical institutions to check their health and specialists to teach them knowledge. In this damn new society... ugh... She probably knew I didn't have much money, so every time I asked her out, she would treat me to food and often buy me clothes (though not very expensive designer brands, I was already very touched at the time). Of course, as a "repayment," I would go to her place during my holidays and spend time with her a few times to soothe her empty heart

... People say time is the fairest thing in the world because there are only 24 hours in a day, the same for everyone. But I feel that for myself, each day seems to be a different length. When you're successful, with a beautiful woman by your side, money accumulating, and joy, time flies by like an arrow. And when you feel lost, alone, and penniless, what do you think? Do you want to end your life abruptly, or even not want an afterlife? Luckily, I'm an optimist with a strong personality. Of course, I sometimes feel that life is meaningless, but those thoughts are fleeting. Life must go on. Even now, I still hold onto a saying I made back then: "Fate is in your own hands, and your thoughts are determined by your own desires..."

My days at the construction site became increasingly enjoyable thanks to Xiaoxue's occasional companionship. My coworkers envied me, saying I was lucky with women, and I thought so too. I felt I was actually quite popular with girls, just lacking in financial luck—I didn't know how to make money work for me. The end of the year was fast approaching, and things at the construction site were getting busier, sometimes requiring overtime at night. So, I had fewer and fewer opportunities to be with Xiaoxue. After our last intimate encounter, she told me she was going back to her hometown in Sichuan with her friends the next day, telling me to take care of myself and not catch a cold. Her warm concern made me realize how gentle and understanding this woman was. So much so that I gave it my all that time, bringing her to three orgasms before we fell asleep in each other's arms. As dawn broke, before leaving, she gave me a Goldlion wallet. I couldn't afford anything in return, so all I could do was give her a deep kiss. I felt relieved as she got into the car, though my heart was filled with reluctance. I didn't try to stop her, even silently hoping we wouldn't meet again. Knowing I couldn't give her a future, why selfishly try to hold her back? I pleaded with her never to return to this dirty world, to find a job at home. She hugged me and cried her heart out until the very last moment before the car drove away. Finally, the car left, and we went our separate ways. I was left staring blankly at the receding car, perhaps only able to turn my longing into a sincere prayer, praying that she would find a good home and have a good journey ahead...

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