The feeling of the first time

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It felt awful...

She was my first girlfriend, and I was her first boyfriend. While I was quite open-minded about sex, she was the complete opposite—a very conservative girl. Therefore, at the beginning of our relationship, I thought that before marriage, we'd only go as far as physical intimacy; I never imagined we'd have sex so soon. The night we became boyfriend and girlfriend, I kissed her on the mountain. It was our first kiss, and although I was quite nervous, I tried to remain calm on the outside; she, on the other hand, was clearly flustered, frozen in place, unsure what to do. For some reason, I slowly moved my hands down from her shoulders, gliding over her back, stopping at her alluring buttocks. I was a little nervous then, after all, it was only the first day, and I didn't know if she would accept it, or if she would just walk away...
But her reaction calmed me down a bit. When my palm touched the curve of her buttocks, she trembled slightly, but there was no obvious resistance. Maybe she was stunned and didn't know how to react?

I slowly caressed her buttocks, occasionally giving them a light pinch, feeling her bouncy little bottom. She buried her face in my chest without saying a word, and I thought that if there were any light, I could definitely see her flushed cheeks. As for me, I only felt a surge of heat in my lower abdomen, and my penis was throbbing painfully inside my jeans. My hands unconsciously tightened, pulling her closer to me, forgetting that they were on her hips. As a result, the moment my lower abdomen touched her private parts through the fabric, my penis hardened even more, my heart pounded faster, and I wondered what she was thinking. In my nervousness, I released her, and she took the opportunity to pull away slightly from my body. That night, we both blushed and walked down the mountain in a strange atmosphere. Later, I grew bolder. Every time I hugged and kissed her, my hands were never idle. At first, I only dared to wander over her back and hips, but gradually I began to caress her breasts through her clothes. At that time, I only felt that her breasts were so elastic and felt so comfortable to touch. And every time I slightly increased the pressure on her breasts, her expression of biting her lip and furrowing her brows was so cute. However, she still seemed a little scared, only daring to hold me still. Two weeks later, on a weekend, I took her to Xitou.

That night, as usual, I held her and kissed her, my hands becoming increasingly unruly. When my palm covered her chest, my heart suddenly raced. The touch was different from before...
softer... it turned out she hadn't put on a bra after showering
. She knew I'd noticed, and a blush rose to her face, making her incredibly alluring. I boldly slipped my hand inside her clothes, pressing it against her skin, and slowly moved upwards from her lower abdomen. When I reached the lower edge of her breast, I eagerly cupped it in my hand. Only then did I realize that her breasts were larger than they appeared from the outside; even with my hand outstretched as wide as I could, I could only cover about two-thirds of them. And the softness of them felt so much better to touch directly than through her clothes! While kissing her, my hand continued to caress her… I rubbed her chest. I could clearly feel her nipples starting to harden; besides being soft in my palm, they also felt firmer. During our passionate kiss, she occasionally let out a few unconscious moans, and her body began to writhe involuntarily. My body began to rise, and my penis, not to be outdone, began to erect.

I suddenly took off my clothes, leaving only my underwear, and impulsively asked her, "How about you take off your clothes and sleep with me?"
She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, we've only known each other for a short time. You... just
touch me through my clothes... or like this, okay?"
I persisted, "It's okay, I've already touched you, and I won't do anything to you..."
She lowered her head slightly, gently pushing me away, and said in a very low voice, "What have you done to me..."
I snapped angrily, "Fine, I knew it! You don't believe me at all! Fine, if you don't want it, you don't want it. What's the big deal?" She remained silent, her head still down. I turned away angrily, burying myself in the covers.

Ten minutes passed, and neither of us moved. I remained buried in the covers, while she sat outside them on the bed. On the other side. Thinking about it, I realized I'd gone too far. It's only been two weeks; it would be strange if I hadn't scared her. It's a rare opportunity to go out and have fun, so it's best to avoid making things awkward and uncomfortable for both of us. Besides, there's plenty of time in the future. And besides, that rascal in my lower abdomen had gone home to sleep, clearly bored. Having made up my mind, I prepared to climb out of bed and apologize. Just as I peeked out, the light suddenly went out, followed by darkness, and then I heard her climbing into bed. She had turned off the light.

"I..." I started to speak, but then I heard her soft voice: "You really won't do anything to me?" Now it was my turn to be stunned. What was she trying to do?
"Really?" "Mmm..." I mumbled a blank "Mmm."
Still in a soft voice, she said, "Then... you should get into bed first..."
I obediently lay back down on the bed. In the dim moonlight, I could vaguely see her figure, untying her restraints. T-shirt...
shorts... Wow!!!
She even took off her underwear! My little rascal under my crotch woke up from its slumber again... After she got into bed and crawled under the covers, I eagerly wanted to pull her into my arms.
But she pushed me away with her hand and whispered, "You promised, you can't do anything to me." "
Mmm, just holding you, touching you..."
"Mmm..."
She released her hands, and I pulled her into my arms, feeling her smooth skin. It was the first time I'd held her so freely. Our chests pressed together, I could feel her body temperature rise slightly, and the rise and fall of her chest caused by her tense, rapid breathing. My hands slid down her thick, long hair from her neck down her back, the soft, elastic feel making my heart race. I touched her rounded buttocks and gave them a playful pinch. She cried out, "Ah!" and

immediately said shyly, "Stop it! Don't pinch me like that!"
I stuck out my tongue and said, "It's just a touch, what's wrong with that?"
"You're so mean!" She buried her face in my chest and didn't say anything. I gently pressed my fingers against her skin, tracing a line from her buttocks down her outer thighs to her inner thighs. I took a deep breath and asked myself, should I continue moving upwards? Or should I stop here and not let her think I was pushing my luck? Exhaling the breath I had been holding, I withdrew my hand and moved it back to her back, embracing her. "Go to sleep," I said to her. Just like I had told myself, as long as we were together, there was plenty of time, no rush. I let her rest her head on my hand, and we fell asleep in each other's arms... I woke up in the middle of the night, looking at her sleeping face, and the more I looked at her, the cuter she seemed. I secretly kissed her cheek. She hummed in response, turned over, and wasn't woken up.

Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: "I'll sneak a peek..." "Just a quick sneaky touch, as long as I don't wake her, it should be okay, right?" I slowly moved off the bed, turned on the bedside lamp, moved to her side, and gently pulled the blanket off her. Good, she wasn't awake. My recent turn had put her face up, allowing me a close look at her naked body. This was the first time I'd seen her completely naked in the light! The breasts are relatively firm; although their height decreases slightly when lying down, they do not sag to the sides, thus maintaining their original graceful shape. The nipples, perhaps due to the influence of air conditioning, are noticeably erect, and the skin around the areolas has also become flushed. I think this is the best description of the scene described in many romance novels or erotic literature.

I lowered my gaze, skipping over her waist and going straight to her most mysterious lower abdomen. Her pubic hair was slightly long, but not abundant, forming a small oval on her mons pubis. With a trembling excitement, I reached out and stroked the long, soft pubic hair. The texture was the same as her hair, giving me a comfortable feeling, completely different from the feeling of touching myself (which seems obvious, doesn't it?). Slowly, I spread her legs apart, and her private parts were finally fully revealed before my eyes! Perhaps because her legs had been pressed together earlier, her labia were pressed together. I swallowed hard and gently opened the door with my fingers. But because of the backlighting, I didn't dare turn on the main light, so all I could see was darkness... At this moment, the heat rising in my lower abdomen was almost unbearable. I steeled myself and thought, "Let's just go for it!" I

pulled down my last remaining underwear, and, holding my already erect penis, nervously pushed my lower body slowly towards her. To avoid waking her, I had to brace myself on the bed frame beside her waist with both hands. To effectively penetrate, I had to use my waist to support my hips—it was incredibly tiring...
But what did a little fatigue matter if it meant achieving my goal? Finally, after a long (or rather, a long) push, the moment of climax arrived! I thrust hard! Oh my god, it hurts! Her vagina was narrow and tight, and without proper foreplay and lubrication, I got stuck as soon as I tried to penetrate, the pain making me want to scream. Enduring the pain, I pulled back slightly, preparing to try again. But when I looked up, I saw her two large eyes staring at me.

"I... this... I just... I...
" For a moment, I didn't know how to explain. She didn't say anything, just got up, put on her clothes, climbed back into bed, and turned her back. Startled, my desire vanished, and I didn't dare say a word. I obediently put on my clothes, nestled on the other side of the bed, and dared not approach her. The next day, I had no interest in playing around and went back down the mountain early in the morning. For the next week or so, although we still met as usual, she always intentionally or unintentionally kept a small distance from me, and I didn't dare get too close, not even to kiss her. Several times I tried to apologize to her, but she always changed the subject whenever I brought it up. Her tone was also overly polite, not at all like something a boyfriend and girlfriend should be doing. Over the weekend, she suddenly asked to stay overnight at my

place. I agreed, but I was incredibly anxious, completely unsure what she was thinking. That evening, I waited for her to shower and change in front of her dorm, ready to take her to my room. Watching her walk out of the dorm, her breasts bounced particularly boldly, clearly not wearing a bra. My inner demons stirred again, my eyes glued to those bouncy, undulating breasts.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Her tone, unlike her overly polite demeanor of the past few days, returned to its usual liveliness.
"N-nothing..." I stammered.
"Then hurry up and go, what are you standing here for?" "Oh...
okay." I rent an apartment from my god-sister, about 30 square meters. I live alone, so I only need to pay for utilities, saving on rent, which is quite comfortable. Today is her first time here.

"Wow! This place is so big! You live alone? That's great!" she said excitedly as soon as she entered.
"Oh...ah, yes, because my sister and her family live elsewhere, I'm all alone here." "
Hmm, tonight will be interesting." she said with a smile. Huh? Interesting? What does she mean? She grabbed a cushion from the sofa, turned on the TV, and started looking for a channel she liked. I sat down a little distance away from her. I stared at her, somewhat dazed. It was dark earlier, so I hadn't noticed, but she was wearing a white
, wide-necked t-shirt, her slightly upturned nipples creating two small, alluring bulges. She wore a mini-skirt, not too short, about twenty centimeters above the knee, but because she was sitting, the hem was pulled up slightly, just covering the bottom of her underwear—it was incredibly tempting. Her smooth, rounded legs, crossed, sent out seductive messages. Simply put, after receiving these stimulations, my penis was already irresistibly erect. How wonderful it would be to possess her body and unite with her… "Hah!" A loud voice rang in my ears, pulling me back to reality.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked, blinking her big eyes.
"N-nothing...nothing..." I answered guiltily.
"Oh, really nothing?" She gave me a sly smile and said, "Then, what's this?" Her gaze was fixed on the bulge in my pants.

"That's...it's..." I didn't know how to answer.
"You're thinking about that day again, aren't you?" she said sternly. I lowered my head and remained silent. Sigh, she's still angry, what should I do?
"Ha~" she leaned closer, "Don't make that face, I was really angry that day because you didn't keep your promises...
but I'm not angry anymore, otherwise I wouldn't be here." "
Oh..." "Hey, cheer up!" she patted my head and said, "I'm asking you something..." "
What is it?" I asked weakly. Although she said she wasn't angry anymore, she still wasn't completely at ease.
"You guys... do you all... want to assault girls?" What kind of question is that?
I cautiously answered, "Well...
not really. Some people think about it, some don't. It depends on individual sexual attitudes and the person you're with, and..."
"Then..." she interrupted, "Did you ever think like that before?"
"Occasionally..."
"Have you ever... done 'that' with anyone?" she asked curiously.
"No! I'm still a... virgin..." "Oh, I see,"
she continued, "Then what happened that day?"
"Me? That day it was because... your body was so tempting, so... I...
" I blushed and couldn't continue. "And today?" She deliberately puffed out her chest and laughed, "Will you want to today?" Looking at her two bulges and the cleavage visible through her neckline, my face flushed even more, and my lower body had already answered the question for me.

"Then... shall we try it?" I almost fell off my chair!
"You... you... you're joking! This isn't funny at all!" I said to her in a panic.
"Who's joking with you?" she pouted, "I finally mustered up the courage to say it, and you just..." "
No... no, but you used to... now... this... it's too sudden..." I hadn't recovered yet. "
Originally, I was afraid to do that before marriage. My mother always told me I couldn't let men touch me, so that's why I reacted that way that day." "But...
" She paused, then continued, "Ever since you started touching me through my clothes, I've gotten a little excited. I often find myself wet down there when I get back to the dorm..." Her face flushed, and her voice trembled slightly.

"That day, you placed your hand directly on my skin, and I trembled with excitement, my heart was racing, and I felt all hot...
But because you promised not to mess around with other people, and then secretly got up in the middle of the night to...
that's why I was angry. But these past few days, I've noticed... that feeling... I'm getting more and more... I..."
She lowered her head more and more as she spoke, her voice growing softer and softer. At that point, I roughly understood what was going on. I hugged her and asked, "Does it feel a little comfortable, but also hot and uncomfortable?" She nodded.

"You...
have you never masturbated before?" She shook her head slightly. A typical virgin, she hadn't even explored her own private parts. No wonder it hurt so much that day. I pulled her onto my lap, stroking her back, and asked, "So, that's why you dressed like this today, trying to seduce me...is that it?"

"You're so naughty! I...I'm too embarrassed to say it..." Her face turned even redder.
"Have you...
made up your mind? You won't regret it?" She kept her head down, not answering. Okay, although she just rambled on about a bunch of random things, and I honestly doubt she even knows what she's saying, at least I'm certain she won't refuse my advances tonight. And I don't need to lie to myself. Although I was initially startled by her drastic change in attitude, I'm already aroused. Let's do it! I turned off the TV and led her into the bedroom, laying her on the bed. At her insistence, I didn't turn on the main light, only the bedside lamp. As I quickly took off my clothes, she was also taking her clothes out from under the covers; as I made my penis erect, she put her underwear aside. Clearly,

the sidelight made her facial features appear more defined. As soon as I pulled back the covers, her skin was immediately exposed to the warm, yellow light; one hand covered her breast, the other lightly concealed her genitals. I climbed onto the bed, lay down beside her, and soon my lips touched her face.

With a passionate French kiss, I pulled her hands away from her chest and began to caress her breasts. At that time, my caresses were completely unskilled; all I did was gently pinch and twist her nipples with my thumb and forefinger, or knead her breasts with my palms. Even with such clumsy movements, it still triggered a physiological response in her: she sucked on my tongue harder, began to breathe heavily with a nasal tone, her slightly closed eyelids started to twitch, her body began to heat up, and her legs curled up and tightened slightly...

I released my grip on her hand and stroked her long hair; her forehead and hair began to sweat. I moved my hand away from her breasts and moved it to her lower abdomen, brushing past the soft pubic hair. I applied pressure with my fingers, forcibly parting her tightly closed legs to allow my hand to slide in. Without much mental exploration, as soon as my hand slid between her thighs, I felt a wetness and could feel her labia slightly parted, vaguely touching the entrance to her vagina. I parted their tightly pressed lips, took a deep breath, and asked her uncertainly, "I...
want to go inside...is that okay?" She nodded slightly.
I rolled over and pressed myself against her, spreading her legs, moving my hard penis to align with the mysterious entrance to her woman's body. When the head of my penis touched the hot, wet opening of her vagina, I suddenly paused, hesitant, but the burning desire within me didn't give me time to think, propelling my body forward. The moment there was actual contact, the same pain as that sneak attack came, I could feel something pressing down on me, hindering my entry. I peeked up at her and saw that she was frowning, biting her lip, and gripping the sheets tightly with both hands. She was clearly in pain.

Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later anyway… I gritted my teeth and pushed my lower body forward. The pain didn't last long. After feeling the glans break through the hymen at the vaginal opening, the oppressive pain disappeared, replaced by a warm embrace. My penis felt soft and comfortable; although it still felt like pushing against muscle tissue, it was no longer painful. I slowly pushed in until our genitals were completely joined before stopping, letting out a breath I had been holding, and relaxing completely.

I lay on top of her and asked in her ear, “Does it hurt a lot?” She
opened her eyes and glared at me, saying, "Of course it hurts! It's my first time..." "
Oh... I'm sorry..." I said innocently, but then immediately asked her, "Can I... move a little?"
She whispered, "Um... but be gentle... I'm afraid it will hurt..."
"Um..." I held her shoulders and started moving my lower body, slowly, gently...
but... embarrassingly, after less than ten thrusts, I ejaculated before I even felt anything...
"How could it be so fast? I didn't feel anything at all... It's not fun at all..." I said to myself unwillingly.
"What's wrong?" She noticed my movements pause and asked me.
"I... ejaculated inside..."
"Huh?" She was a little surprised, as if she didn't know what had happened.
"It's over..." I said, my face flushed and a little defiant.
"Oh..." she said, "I didn't feel anything... it just hurt a lot..."
"......" I didn't say anything.
"Shall we clean up?" she asked.
"Um..."
I clumsily pulled my penis out, grabbed some tissues to clean up the mess for myself and for her.
"Be gentle! Clumsy... it hurts..." she cried out.
"Oh..." I stared blankly at the few bloodstains on the tissue after wiping.
Her first time, and mine, was over just like that. Something I had been looking forward to for so long ended in an instant, without me even feeling it.
"It didn't feel real at all, there wasn't any fun at all..." I thought to myself. She climbed into bed after showering, smelling of shower gel.
"Hey... It's not fun at all except for the pain. It's still swollen and painful down there... Let's not do it anymore, okay?" she said.

"Oh, okay...
" I replied noncommittally. I turned off the light and held her as we fell asleep. Back then, we never imagined our sex life would become so wildly unpredictable, so completely different from how it feels now...

And... even now, I still don't know why her attitude changed...

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