That pink and exquisite abalone

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That happened in 2005. Although many years have passed, I still vividly remember that girl's blushing face and her pink vulva. In the years since, although I've been with other women, I've never seen such a pink vulva again. I really regret not taking a picture of her exquisite vulva back then.

I don't remember the specifics of our conversation because it's been so long, but I think she liked to sing, so I invited her to a karaoke bar. That's how we met. The first time I saw her, I was captivated. She was wearing a red and yellow striped sweater, so pure and innocent, quite Lolita-like, and petite, looking about sixteen or seventeen.

Hehe, why do I still remember her sweater after all these years? It's because of the two little white rabbits that protruded from it—not big, but very perky and firm. That day, we sang in a private karaoke room, but nothing happened. Although we were close together, I didn't even touch her hand. I was so inexperienced back then, and I was also shy and timid.

I don't remember how much time passed later, but we met up again at a karaoke bar. This time, I was probably a little bolder, and I took her hand while we were singing. I was still timid, unsure what would happen next.

But one sentence from her completely dispelled my worries, leading to a memorable night of passion.

When I held her hand, she didn't refuse; she just smiled and said, "Did you want to touch my hand last time?" Her words and laughter completely put me at ease.

At the karaoke bar, we naturally kissed and embraced, savoring each other's kisses for a long time. We agreed to have dinner, and it was during dinner that we arranged to go to a hotel that night.

The passion of that night at the hotel is now largely forgotten due to the passage of time, but a few moments remain vivid in my memory. One was when we were undressing. I was sitting in a chair, and I pulled her to sit on my lap, stroking her back with one hand and putting my arm around her shoulder with the other, then kissing her cheeks from her forehead.

At that time, my girlfriend and I had been separated for over a year, and I hadn't been with a woman since. This time, not only had I met her, but she was such a young and vibrant girl, so I cherished it all the more.

I was very slow and meticulous, wanting to preserve this wonderful feeling in my mind. Later, perhaps as I encountered more women, I lost that initial seriousness, and thus fewer of those beautiful memories.

I kissed her forehead, inhaling her youthful fragrance. I ran my tongue through her arched eyebrows, then kissed her eyes and the tip of her nose. Gently parting her hair, I breathed softly into her ear, then slid my tongue along her earlobe, slowly sucking and tasting it. Her body began to writhe, and her breathing quickened. My tongue probed into her ear, licking every corner.

She seemed to be overwhelmed by my licking, turning her head towards me, her fragrant lips covering mine. The girl kissed passionately, and I responded with my own tongue, responding intensely. I enveloped the girl's nimble tongue with my lips, greedily sucking on the sweet nectar in her mouth.

After a long while, my lips slowly slid down her chin, licking and sucking her snow-white neck, not wanting to miss a single inch of her skin.

My hand no longer hesitated, slipping under her clothes, caressing her smooth, delicate back, gently unhooking her bra, tracing the marks left by the bra on her back.

The girl seemed to have only one action: hugging me, breathing heavily, her warm breath brushing against my ear, igniting my desire to explore further.

I removed her sweatshirt, and my other hand slipped inside her sweater from the front. I caressed her body, slowly approaching her two young breasts exposed by the sweater.

The girl seemed to be yearning for something too, her breasts heaving more and more violently.

"Ah..." My hand finally covered the girl's small breasts. Yes, they were small, my large hand was enough to completely cover them. But they were also round and firm. For several seconds, my hands didn't move, just feeling their roundness, their warmth, their rise and fall. I gently pressed her breast with my thumb, feeling its fullness and elasticity, and then I pinched the girl's tender nipple with my thumb and forefinger. The size of a bean, the girl's nipple slowly hardened under my kneading.

The girl's soft moans made me lose the patience to slowly savor and appreciate. I withdrew the hand that was kneading the girl's nipple, lifted her little bottom, and carried her to the bed. Then, I couldn't wait any longer and put both hands inside the girl's sweater, directly grasping the girl's two tender and firm breasts, stroking and kneading them.

My head was right at the girl's navel, so I licked the girl's navel with the tip of my tongue and sucked on her little navel with my lips. My attention, however, was focused more on my large hands kneading the girl's breasts. The smoothness and tenderness of her breasts, their elasticity and firmness, were transmitted through my hands. I could even feel faint electric currents emanating from them, waves of tingling sensations shooting up my arm and into my brain. I couldn't wait to get a better look at these exquisite breasts I was kneading beneath her sweater.

So, I climbed up her body and pulled off her sweater, including her bra. My eyes and lips were now directly facing her two snow-white breasts. Yes, snow-white breasts, white mounds, the delicate veins on her breasts clearly visible. Adorned with two small yellow beans—no, two small pink beans.

I extended my tongue, but hesitated to take a bite. These breasts of the young girl before me intoxicated me. How should I care for them, how should I enjoy them? Should I lick them? Suck on them? Or hold them in my mouth?

I chose to lick, tracing circles around the girl's breasts, gradually moving towards the nipples. I didn't miss an inch of her skin, while my nose greedily inhaled her milky scent—a delicate yet intoxicating aroma unique to girls.

My tongue slowly slid towards the center of her breasts, where two tender pink nipples stood erect. Afraid of scratching them, I moistened my tongue with saliva and gently teased one of the nipples.

"Ah...ah..." The girl's heavy panting had transformed into melodious moans.

I noticed two rosy blushes on her face. Girl, tonight I will serve you well, enjoy you, and give you and me the most wonderful night.

My lips finally took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking, tasting, and gently biting, while my other hand increased the pressure of kneading her other breast. It was a massage, yet also a violation; service, yet also pleasure.

Finally, the girl couldn't take my torment any longer and whispered, "I want it." My tongue reluctantly left her nipple, but didn't leave her body; instead, it licked down her breast.

As my tongue licked her navel again, my hand gently unbuttoned her blue jeans and unzipped them.

Pink again—pink panties—again, against the blue jeans and the girl's youthful body, it was another shocking and intoxicating sight.

My tongue impatiently licked at her pink panties, while one hand supported her buttocks, and the other pulled her jeans down until her pink panties were fully exposed.

My tongue slowly slipped inside the girl's panties, licking and exploring, gradually reaching her pubic hair. I quickly pulled down her jeans and eagerly slipped my tongue inside her panties, while simultaneously running my hand along her thigh, taking two steps forward and one step back, slowly making my way towards her groin. Initially

, I didn't use my hands when removing her panties. As my tongue explored downwards through the fabric, I used the elasticity of the panties to slip my lips, nose, and even half my face inside, breathing heavily and inhaling the fragrant scent of her genitals.

My large hand slowly caressed the inside of her fair thighs, sliding towards her genitals.

The girl's reaction grew stronger, her alluring moans becoming more rapid, her body twisting and turning.

My tongue was almost touching her clitoris, but the elasticity of her panties had reached its limit, making it difficult to explore further.

Half my face was buried inside the girl's panties, pressed against her soft belly. I was breathing heavily, so I reluctantly pulled my head back, taking a few deep breaths as a break.

Looking up, I saw the girl's flushed face, her mouth agape as she gasped for breath. When she realized I was looking at her, her blush became even more alluring.

I whispered, "You're so beautiful. Did it feel good when I touched you?"

"Yes… I can't take it anymore…" The girl's weak reply only fueled my passion.

"Your panties are soaking wet…"

The girl shyly closed her eyes, refusing to respond. She probably knew her lower body was already overflowing. The pink panties were originally opaque, only vaguely revealing the girl's pubic hair. But now, her private area was completely soaked; not only could I see her sparse pubic hair, but I could also clearly see the cleft of her vulva.

"Watch me, okay? Let's enjoy it together."

"Mmm..."

I raised the pillow the girl was using so she could see how I was caressing her private parts.

I wasn't in a hurry to remove the last piece of clothing covering her, but instead spread her legs and knelt between them. Looking up, I could see her vulva soaked with her juices, and her dazed face in the distance.

I licked her fair thighs from bottom to top with the tip of my tongue, leaving my greedy saliva on every inch of her delicate skin. Finally, I reached the base of her thighs, licking around the edge of her panties before slipping my tongue inside.

The saliva on my tongue mingled with the juices from her labia. I licked one side of her vulva repeatedly, the saliva and juices increasing until that side of her panties was completely soaked.

"Ah...ah..." The girl's seductive moans rang out again.

I occasionally glanced at the girl's ecstatic expression out of the corner of my eye. Her little face was rosy, making her even more adorable. Her eyes opened and closed intermittently, seemingly enjoying the visual feast of a strange man licking her private parts, yet also seemingly unable to bear the tingling sensation.

I was tired, and my tongue withdrew from the girl's panties, breathing heavily through them at her vulva. In that instant, the girl's moan rose a decibel; she must have felt the burning sensation emanating from her lower body.

It was time to unveil that mystery. I quickly pulled down the girl's panties, but only one leg; the panties hung on the other leg, which I then pulled up to the top of her thigh. Pink panties, snow-white thighs—these colors aroused my primal desire even more.

The girl's lower body, her private parts, her genitals—a girl's most mysterious part—was finally laid bare before me, and I felt a sense of overwhelming stimulation.

The sparse pubic hair further accentuated the girl's snow-white skin. Her labia were still labial, not yet parted to resemble butterfly wings, and their color was flesh-colored with a slight reddish tinge. A few sparse pubic hairs on her labia were already soaked in saliva and vaginal fluid, clinging to the flesh-colored labia.

Beneath the labia, a hint of pink peeked out from the girl's vulva, and clear, glistening vaginal fluid was slowly gathering at her anus.

I marveled at the wonders of creation. If the bright red virgin blood of my first love was something I could never forget, then the pink vulva of this girl before me was equally unforgettable.

All of this overwhelmed me, leaving me unsure where to begin. After hesitating for a long time, I finally decided to enter from the surrounding area.

So, I placed both hands under the girl's round little buttocks, holding, supporting, and kneading them. Then, I extended my tongue to her anus, swirling, licking, and sucking... then licking upwards along the flow of her vaginal fluid.

The girl's moans grew louder and louder, "Ah...ah...ah..."

I had to describe them as moans of pleasure. My penis was already hard as iron, and my semen was about to spill out. If I didn't control myself, I would surrender to the girl's beautiful moans and this feast for the eyes, taste buds, and nose.

The girl's body kept twisting, her little hands constantly clutching the pillow and the corner of the blanket. Even with my hands gripping her little buttocks tightly, I could hardly control her, so much so that the vaginal fluid from her vagina would occasionally get on my forehead, nose, cheeks, and chin.

When my tongue touched the opening at the bottom of the girl's vulva, her body even began to twitch slightly.

Above, her flushed face was contorted with excitement, her alluring eyes already lifeless, radiating a lewd gaze. Her delicate mouth opened and closed on its own, emitting increasingly loud moans.

Below, streams of vaginal fluid continuously gushed from the girl's pink opening, the faint fishy smell stimulating my taste buds and igniting my desire. I greedily, voraciously, like a baby, sucked on the nectar, watering my thirsty soul.

My tongue kept swirling, probing, and exploring at the girl's pink opening, yearning for her to bestow upon me more nectar. Then, with lips and tongue soaked in her juices, I scraped and licked the girl's labia, folds, and clitoris. Each scrape, lick, and suck elicited spasms from her, each stroke pushing her to the brink of orgasm…

"Ah…I want…" The girl couldn't withstand the stimulation any longer; she seemed about to faint in another second. With a burst of strength, she kicked me away and collapsed into a limp heap, panting heavily.

Girl, I hope this delicate foreplay will be unforgettable for you too.

Hearing her call, I could no longer hold back. I raised my rock-hard penis and thrust it into her tender vulva. I had intended to thrust all the way in and then move slowly, but as soon as I inserted the head of my penis, she let out a long, lewd cry. The pain on her face made it impossible for me to tell if it was excitement or agony.

Moreover, the girl's vagina was very tight. Despite the lubrication from so much vaginal fluid, I still felt considerable resistance when inserting my glans. It was both tight and hot. Since I wasn't wearing a condom (I really wasn't wearing one, I'll explain in detail at the end), I could even feel the folds inside the girl's vagina. The key was also the girl's ecstatic moans. I could only adjust my breathing, control my rhythm, and slowly insert it deeper into the girl's vagina.

I took two steps forward and one step back, finally inserting my entire penis into the girl's pink little hole. The girl had already wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, moaning lewdly. I was consciously controlling myself; damn, otherwise I would have ejaculated. I silently counted from one to one hundred before slowly controlling my rhythm. My

penis remained at the deepest part of the girl's hole, not thrusting, but making circular motions up, down, left, and right. Although not intense, it penetrated to the deepest part of the girl's hole from every angle. Hehe, try it and you'll know what it feels like.

The girl was almost rolling her eyes back from my thrusting, and I was still able to control my rhythm relatively well, so this has always been one of my favorite ways of having sex.

The girl clung tightly to my body, and I could only try to keep my ears away from her mouth, partly because her hot breath was tingling, and partly because of the girl's high-pitched moans. If I relaxed even slightly, I might ejaculate prematurely. Five shallow thrusts followed by three deep ones. The shallow ones should be slow, making the girl crave more; the deep ones should be forceful, releasing that craving through a louder moan.

With each of my five shallow and three deep thrusts, I pounded into the girl's vagina, her grip tightening, her neck stretching back, her moans growing shorter and shorter. Ah

...girl, are you coming? Wait for me, wait for me...

I can't hold back any longer. My long, hard cock pounded into her core again and again, the vaginal fluid making each of my fierce thrusts crackle loudly.

A gush of hot vaginal fluid sprayed onto my glans… Ah… Ah… I came too. I trembled all over, and a stream of scalding semen shot out, shooting into the girl's tender flower core, into the depths of her most mysterious and alluring cave…

We lay limp on the bed for a long time before slowly recovering. I said, "Let me get you some tissues to wipe yourself."

The girl said, "No need, let's go take a shower."

So I picked up the girl, and the two naked bodies went to the bathroom to shower together. The sheets were covered with a mixture of our intercourse fluids and semen.

I was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old then, and I recovered quickly. In the bathroom mirror, I saw the girl's disheveled long hair, her hazy eyes, her firm and tender breasts, and her snow-white and delicate naked body, which immediately rekindled my passion for battle.

The water temperature was just right, and we kissed passionately under the shower, rubbing our bodies against each other. The clear water from the showerhead blurred our eyes, flowing down our cheeks and into our mouths as we sucked on each other.

Soon the small bathroom was steaming, like a fairyland, and we were both a little breathless.

So, she used soap, and I used shower gel, and we began to lather each other's naked bodies. The girl's naked body, coated with shower gel, became even smoother and more elastic. My large hands freely caressed the girl's body, from her neck to her armpits, from her firm breasts to her smooth back, from her round little buttocks to her private parts.

Especially on the girl's private parts, I squeezed out more shower gel and half-squatted down to apply it to her. Her inner thighs, sparse pubic hair, pink vulva, and small anus were all covered in shower gel with my large hands. As always, I was gentle, caressing and stroking her mysterious triangle area from the outside in, finally stopping at the line between her clitoris and the entrance, stroking it from light to heavy, from slow to fast. The girl finally let out a beautiful moan again. In the small space of the bathroom, her "Ah...ah..." moans were exceptionally clear.

My penis was erect again. The girl squinted, clumsily applying soap to my penis. My long, hard penis was held in one of her soft little hands and stroked by her other. My penis felt like it was about to burst.

I quickened the pace of my fondling of the girl's genitals. Layers of foam rose from her vulva as I rubbed, and her moans grew louder. She began to lose her balance, dropping the soap while applying it to my testicles.

Ah… that's about enough. I helped her to the sink under the bathroom mirror, letting her hold onto it. I quickly squeezed a handful of shower gel and smeared it on my inner thighs, testicles, and penis. Then, holding her buttocks, I aimed my penis at her vagina and thrust in forcefully.

"Ah…" The girl's moans rose another decibel.

Since I had already ejaculated once, this time I didn't need to consciously control my thrusting for fear of premature ejaculation. Through the mirror, the girl's disheveled long hair, her wanton expression, her youthful naked body, and the rear-entry position I saw in the mirror further fueled my lust.

I held her waist and thrust repeatedly, making a slapping sound, until she was almost limp, and I was out of breath, but I still hadn't ejaculated. No, I needed even more stimulation. I had to adjust my position again. The girl used the water from the sink to wash her eyes, perhaps from the stinging shower gel.

I gathered her hair and held it with one hand, tilting her head slightly so we could see our lovemaking in the mirror, enjoying the pleasure of our physical contact and the excited, lewd expressions on our faces.

I grabbed one of her breasts with my other hand and began my final thrust.

The small bathroom was filled with steam, as if we had transcended the chaos of the world, the only thing left in the world was the collision of our naked bodies, accompanied by the sound of running water, the slapping of our flesh, and our unrestrained moans.

This time, the girl didn't squint; she, like me, was intoxicated by the visual feast of our physical union, her eyes filled with excitement and lewdness.

She would occasionally turn her head to kiss me, sucking and tasting each other's saliva. I, on the other hand, squeezed and kneaded her breasts, my penis thrusting deeper and deeper into her vagina with each stroke.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." The girl's body stiffened again, her vaginal fluids gushing over my glans...

"Ah...let's release together, ah..." A tingling current shot through my penis, from the glans into the depths of the girl's vagina...

The girl could barely stand, and I held her breasts with both hands, barely managing to keep her from slipping to the ground. We were panting heavily, and it took us a long time to recover.

After a quick wash, I held the girl and lay down on another bed (we were staying in a standard room, haha). We caressed each other's bodies all night and made love twice more.

When we woke up in the morning, after entering each other's bodies again, thrusting and colliding, we reluctantly got dressed and got out of bed.

The girl grinned mischievously and said, "Can't take it anymore, huh? You're completely exhausted!" (After ejaculating a few times, there was no more sperm left, only a little clear fluid.)

"Still laughing at me? I'm so tired I can't even put my clothes on anymore, do you need my help?"

Hehe, although it was a very tiring night, both the girl and I had completely released our desires, experiencing immense pleasure. The lovemaking was wonderful.

We made love a few more times afterward, and each time it felt wonderful.

Later, my family introduced me to someone, and out of a sense of responsibility, I resolutely broke up with this girl. I was young and naive back then. However, this memory with the girl is firmly rooted in the depths of my mind, something I'll cherish for a lifetime.

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