Mark - The Little Girl's First Orgasm

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That time it was with a seventeen-year-old girl I met last year. When she fully opened up to me, I carefully examined her tender vulva and discovered she was still a complete virgin. Because I really didn't want to break her virginity, but also didn't want her to be disappointed after mustering her courage, so…
The girl's name was A-Y, she looked to be around 20 years old, but was actually only 17. She was introduced to me because she was the younger sister of a colleague at my workplace; it was really just about learning to type. She studied very diligently and progressed quickly. Although she came from the countryside, she was well-developed, and after more than two years in the city, she was already like a city girl in both appearance and mindset.

To improve her typing speed, I taught her how to use the internet and chat rooms to increase her typing speed. Later, she unintentionally opened some sex websites when I wasn't around… She said she admired me greatly and that she wanted to marry a man like me in the future. I know these things don't count; the world is vast, who knows what kind of man she'll meet in the future?

In our intimate moments, we unknowingly crossed the line. From a brief kiss on the earlobe to her increasingly eagerness to lean against me and savor that fleeting pleasure…

finally, one afternoon, I caressed her entire body. From her ecstatic expression and her longing to be close to me, I knew her needs. However, I couldn't accept it. Was it fear of responsibility? No, because I liked her, I didn't want our relationship to completely change. "Perhaps, after she's given her virginity to the boy she truly loves, I'll not hesitate." That was my own thought.

She lay half-reclined on the sofa, her legs spread wide. I sat to her right, my right hand gently caressing her clitoris, while passionately kissing her mouth, eyes, and earlobes… Later, finding her underwear in the way, I slowly pulled it down. She seemed oblivious, her fair genitals and thick black pubic hair exposed, her juices flowing freely, my fingers feeling as if they were immersed in sticky honey. So, my middle finger tentatively ventured deeper.

Because I knew that the opening of the hymen could accommodate one or two fingers. When my finger entered, I felt the membrane, like a rubber membrane, but softer and smoother. I felt the clitoris, which was no different from my wife's. However, it was less rough, and the size of the clitoris seemed slightly smaller. The vaginal muscles were also very soft and tight.

At the back of the clitoris, I started to look for the G-spot with my fingertips, but it was not easy to find because there seemed to be nothing unusual there. I believed it existed, so I continued to explore this area. At the same time, I gently rubbed the clitoris and the surrounding area with my thumb. Ah Y became more excited, her heavy breathing turned into soft moans, her eyes were tightly closed, as if she was enjoying the ecstasy, while clearly asking me: "Let the storm rage on!"

I seemed to feel something different where my middle fingertip touched; it was starting to become rougher. So, I began to intensify the stimulation in this area, gradually including the area around the clitoris. The area had become noticeably rougher, and I could even feel the tissue protruding, each one the size of a grain of rice or a green plant, feeling like magnified taste buds. Ay's breathing became more rapid; it was clear she was trying her best not to cry out. I quickened the pace of my rubbing, using my other fingers and palm to intensify the massage on the outside. Finally, she collapsed, letting out a cry… then biting my collar, her whole body trembling… Gradually, she exhaled a long breath, and her body began to relax.

I stopped the rapid massage, gently and slowly withdrawing my middle finger, and instead of using my finger, I soothingly rubbed the beautiful protrusion with my palm. A tear rolled down her closed eyes, I couldn't tell if it was from excitement or agitation… She seemed to be resting with her eyes closed, but I was worried, afraid I had done something wrong, damaged that precious membrane. Had I damaged it because of my earlier excitement?

She was still savoring the experience, unaware that I had left her body and moved to face her. I gently parted her legs, using my hand to part the pink slit—actually, they were already slightly open. I saw it; the precious hymen was intact, the edges smooth, but the color was redder than I had imagined, probably from the excitement of orgasm. I was finally relieved, and leaned in to kiss her rosy clitoris. When my tongue touched that tender protrusion, I felt Ah Y's body tremble slightly, then she protectively squeezed her legs together slightly. I couldn't stimulate her any further. This was probably the same time I'd done with a seventeen-year-old girl I'd met last year. When she was completely open with me, I carefully examined her tender vulva and discovered she was still a complete virgin. Because I really didn't want to defile her virginity, but I also couldn't bear to let her be disappointed after mustering her courage, so…

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