The experience of high school girl yuri

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My first experience with oral sex from my boyfriend was after a shower. I wasn't prepared at all, and
he told me, "You just washed me, I'm very clean."

I was a little resistant at first, but then I realized he was right, so I hesitated for a moment before starting. It wasn't painful.
During the process, he encouraged me, saying it was great and he liked it. He only pulled me up just before ejaculating
and kissed me hard as a reward, also expressing that he liked what I was doing.
So the first time, he didn't ask me to swallow it, but ejaculated inside me.

However, my face changed drastically when he ejaculated inside me. I rushed to the bathroom to wash, and he immediately ran in, grabbed me,
and told me that he wanted to do it again later, and that I should be good, or he would ejaculate inside me again.
After that, he would ask me before ejaculating.
The
first time he

asked me, "Where do you want me to ejaculate?"
I was terrified and said, "No...no...not inside."
He said, "If you don't want to ejaculate inside, wait until I ejaculate on your stomach." I
gave in, nodded, and let him do as he pleased. After the first time he ejaculated on my face , he seemed unsatisfied. Ejaculating on my stomach wasn't enough for him anymore. He didn't initially want me to swallow oral sex. Later, he said he'd ejaculate on my face. Thinking about getting my hair on it, I shook my head. He said, "I don't care, I'm going to ejaculate inside, not in my stomach." I said, "You...you..." He said, "Hurry up...I'm about to ejaculate...want it..." I could only nod. The first time I ate semen was okay, but the day I had my period was the worst. After oral sex, he said he wanted to ejaculate on my face. I said no, because I couldn't open my eyes. He said, "Just close them, otherwise I'll ejaculate in your mouth, and you can't swallow it, so you can spit it out later." I thought about it and nodded. Just as he was about to ejaculate, he grabbed my chin and shoved it in. That was the first time I tasted semen. The taste was alright, although some people said it tasted like fish. I thought it tasted like bleach, warm and sour. I couldn't eat it and threw up some. He gave me some tissues, my face completely red. Later , he would ask me to hold my mouth open while he ejaculated, letting him put his penis in my mouth afterward and make me lick it clean. Although I'm a bit of a germaphobe, he often asked me to take a bath together, and afterward, I didn't refuse oral sex. After that, he would often coax me with things like, "I'll take responsibility, be good," or "I like children," etc. So now I let him tease me until I really want it, then he'll push me down and give me oral sex. Sometimes he sits on a chair or stands on the bed while I kneel and lick. Maybe it's his male chauvinism, but he really loves that feeling. When he's satisfied and ready to have sex with me, he'll kiss me as a reward, to show that I did a good job and he's satisfied and ready to have sex with me. Now I can accept that after he ejaculates inside me, I'll lick or suck his penis clean with my mouth. The first time I entered his house for SM, he gave me a shirt to change into. After I took a shower, we naturally started making out. Because I didn't get hot quickly, I struggled a lot. He said, "You're being naughty." When he turned around and took out some tape, my face changed drastically. He said, "If you behave, it won't hurt." Just kidding. Of course, I started running. After he caught up, he immediately tied my hands behind my back with tape. He pushed me onto the bed, and I was already crying from fear. He forcefully ripped open the shirt I had given him, tore open my underwear, and forced himself on me. Of course, I was very dry, and he spat on it. I said, "You're dirty." He gave me a wicked smile, then tore off a piece of tape and stuck it to my mouth, rubbing it hard against my breasts. I screamed in pain, but it turned into "Waaah~ Waaah~". I remember that time he played with me for 40 minutes before letting me go. He did a pretty good job of cleaning up afterwards, just coaxing and praising me, hugging me and saying I was great (everyone likes to be praised, right?). Maybe I was being shameless, maybe I loved him, maybe it was the orgasm, but I actually became addicted to this feeling. --- My hands were bruised and my thighs were incredibly sore (from being forcefully spread apart), but because of love, I gradually became his tool for training. This was something I hadn't anticipated. I'm considered conservative, but his techniques were gradual and progressive, with different tricks each time, which made me more and more open-minded, from opposition to acquiescence, and from acquiescence to liking.

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