My Story with My Twelve Women

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I originally planned to finish writing about "Me and My Twelve Women"

before posting it, but I've been quite busy lately and might not have much time.

So, I'm posting what I've finished first.

However, I'll try to finish it as soon as I have time, so everyone can see the complete "Me and My Twelve Women."
PS: When I was writing this, the twelfth woman wasn't with me yet, but I hope that by the time I finish updating here, she will be my woman.

Foreword: What you see below is absolutely true, and it's about my relationships with over a dozen women so far. This

is the only place I post this. You won't see it anywhere else because I only come to this site.
If you doubt the veracity of the events described, then I really can't say anything more.
Enough said, let's continue. Due to time constraints, today I'm posting about my relationship with the first woman.

I will finish writing it as soon as possible and post the complete version!

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Many past events always leave deep memories.

These memories will remain in your mind for years, decades, or even a lifetime.

Many memorable things have happened to me, and I'd like to focus on my stories with over a dozen women so far.

These women are limited to those with whom I had physical relations based on emotional connection, excluding prostitutes.

While called stories, they are actually true stories that happened to me. I want to share them to preserve a deeper memory…

First, my story with Lily:

The first woman in my life was, to be precise, a girl, a year younger than me, named Lily. It was the winter of 1994. I was a first-year high school student, living with my parents in a rural town. Lily was my neighbor, only about 20 meters away. Her family was well-off; her mother was a gynecologist, and her father was a contractor. After graduating from junior high, Lily went to a nursing school, studying gynecology. I'd been Lily's neighbor for over ten years. I remember playing house with her when I was very young, with a friend and me. But we were just kids then, we didn't understand anything.

Because I was a year older than her, I would always nod politely when we met, and she would always sweetly call me "brother." In 1994, Lily was 15 years old. Although she was young, her figure was already quite developed. In my eyes, her breasts were bigger than those of girls her age. My story with Lily, and also my first time, happened during the winter vacation that year.

At that time, I lived in a staff quarters of a township hospital. I think anyone who knows a little about rural areas knows that after a year of hard work, people in the countryside would gather together at this time to dance the Yangko and have fun. A few nights before the Lunar New Year, people would gather to practice, and then they would start the official performance after the New Year.

Because it was winter vacation and I had nothing to do at home, I would go out every night to watch people dance.
That night, as usual, I went out after dinner to watch the Yangko. As soon as I stepped out of the house, I saw someone walking towards me from the opposite direction. In the moonlight, I could vaguely see that it was Lily.

When she got closer, I heard her call me: "Brother, are you going to watch the Yangko?" It really was Lily.
I stopped and agreed, "Ah, let's go take a look. Aren't you coming?"

"Just got back, nothing interesting. Brother, can I tell you something?"

"What is it?"

"Let's talk in the back." She then walked straight towards an open space behind my house. I didn't follow immediately. Lily noticed and turned to look at me, "What? Afraid to come?"

What a joke! Why wouldn't I be afraid to go? I didn't say anything and followed.

Seeing that I was following, Lily quickened her pace and continued walking towards the open space.

In less than a minute, Lily had reached the open space. When I was about two or three meters away from Lily, I saw her almost run towards me, and in the blink of an eye, she was beside me and hugged me tightly. Then she kissed my face almost frantically with her burning lips. Her hands groped haphazardly on my back.

My mind went blank, but I immediately snapped back to reality.

“She kissed you. This girl who keeps calling you brother is hugging you and kissing you. What should you do?
Kiss her and hug her too,” I told myself, and that’s what I did.

I immediately held Lily’s head still, which was constantly moving, and kissed her lips.

Finally, our lips met. We kissed each other awkwardly. Lily spoke: “Brother, I like you so much!”

“Lily, I like you too!” That was all I could say.

“Mm.” After giving me the simplest answer, Lily kissed me even more passionately.
Her hands moved from my back to my head, tearing at my hair. My hands began to move down Lily’s back. I touched Lily’s buttocks, which I thought were quite full at that time. The moment my hands touched her buttocks, Lily let out a heavy “humph.” I didn’t know any techniques, so I just carelessly rubbed Lily’s buttocks with my hands. The saying "self-taught" is quite true. Less than two minutes after touching Lily's buttocks, my hands moved to her waist. One hand caressed her waist, while the other moved to her chest, grasping her breast through her clothes. Lily didn't resist; instead, she used her own hands to unbutton my outer garment and then rolled up her sweater. After doing all this, Lily grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast through her last layer of bra. Lily's breast was so hot! That was my first reaction upon touching her breast. I grasped Lily's breast through her bra. Lily had stopped kissing me at some point; her head rested gently on my shoulder, and her breathing became heavy. I felt Lily's breast growing warmer and warmer, making me feel unusually warm on this cold winter night. No longer satisfied with just touching her through her bra, I suddenly pulled Lily's bra out (it was tucked into her pants), pulling it up above her breasts. Finally, there was no barrier between my hands and Lily's breasts; they were pressed tightly together. Lily's breasts were so warm. I passionately kneaded one of Lily's breasts with my hands, while offering the other to my mouth. I suckled on Lily's breasts. I rubbed Lily's breasts with my hands…

Lily's breathing grew heavier and heavier, and I felt her trying to undo my belt. Perhaps she didn't understand the design of my belt, because she couldn't undo it after a long time. She whispered in my ear, "Brother, help me." I didn't answer and unbuckled my belt myself. The instant my belt was undone, I felt Lily's icy little hand quickly reach for my penis. The heat of my penis drove her wild. She recklessly pulled my pants down. My buttocks were thus exposed to the cold winter night.

Lily stroked my already erect penis with one hand, and with the other, she unbuckled her belt and pulled down her pants. Then she grabbed one of my hands and guided it to her crotch. My hand landed on Lily's vulva. At that time, Lily's vulva didn't have much pubic hair yet; only sparse hair covered her mons pubis. I really didn't have any skills at that time; I just subconsciously used my fingers to tease Lily's vulva. Her vulva was already very wet, gradually making my fingers completely soaked. My penis grew harder and harder under Lily's stroking.

I teased her vulva, touched one breast, licked the other breast...

Lily finally spoke: "Brother, I want you."

"I want you too."

"I'll give it to you, brother."

After saying that, Lily pulled her pants down below her knees, and mine were pulled down to about the same level.
Lily spread her legs wide, trying to widen the gap between them, then grabbed my penis and said, "Come on, brother, see if this works?"

Like a toddler learning to walk, I thrust my stiff penis between Lily's legs. I knew where a woman's vagina was, even though I didn't fully understand it at the time.

"Too high, brother, lower it a bit. Lower it further, slower, a little to the left, yes, yes, almost there, almost at the entrance, yes, right there, just push and it'll go in."

Hearing Lily say this, I forcefully thrust my penis in.

"Ah! Brother, you're in! Your penis is inside my vagina!"

With Lily's words, I felt my penis enter an exceptionally warm place.
Soft, warmer than a sponge; hot, hotter than her breasts… an indescribable pleasure enveloped me.

“Come on, brother, I want you!”

“Me too! Lily! I love you so much!”

“I love you too, brother. I want to give myself to you! Move, brother! I want to make you happy!”

So I held Lily’s buttocks tightly and began to thrust with difficulty.

Lily was about 160 cm tall at the time, while I was 175 cm. This height difference made my thrusting not very comfortable.

I don’t agree with the idea that virgins have any sexual techniques. After about 30 thrusts, I felt like I was about to ejaculate (although I have no practical experience, I used to masturbate frequently). “Lily, I’m going to cum!”

“Yes, cum! I want brother to cum! Cum inside my pussy!”

Finally, my virginity ended with the release of my semen.

Although I had ejaculated, my penis did not go soft.

I whispered in Lily’s ear, “I want more!”

“It’s getting late tonight. Can you go home first? I’ll be home alone tomorrow morning. Come to my house at 8 o’clock.
Okay?”

To be honest, it was really uncomfortable to be naked on a winter night.

"Okay then. I'll come find you tomorrow morning. Wait for me, okay?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely wait for you, brother."

"Pinky promise!"

"Pinky promise!" Lily reached out and hooked her finger with mine.

"Come out first, brother, quickly put on your pants, don't get cold." After saying that, Lily twisted her body and shook my penis out. In the moonlight, I saw something white on my penis. "This must be something from Lily's vagina," I thought. Lily reached out and grabbed my penis, then bent down and helped me pull up my pants.

"Go home after you're done, brother. I'll go first, you can go later, don't let anyone see." She said as she pulled up her pants.

"Okay." I reluctantly agreed.

"Cheer up, brother, I'll wait for you tomorrow morning." After saying that, she quickly kissed me on the cheek and turned and ran away.

Lily's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. I carefully searched for everything that had just happened, afraid that I might have overlooked something. "Yes, Lily kissed me, and I kissed her back. I touched her breasts, I even touched her vagina, and I even put my penis inside her. My penis is still hard.
It's all true."

I sorted out my thoughts and walked home contentedly. But on the way home, a question popped into my head: I just ejaculated inside Lily's vagina, could she be pregnant? I couldn't help but start to worry. I spent that night in a state of worry and anticipation. I worried about whether Lily was pregnant and hoped that 8 a.m. the next morning would come sooner. Later, when I fell asleep, I dreamed of Lily's breasts and vagina...

Finally, the night passed, and daylight arrived.

At 7:58 a.m., I stepped out of my house and walked towards Lily's house. It was almost 8 a.m. when I arrived at her door.

"Auntie!" I called out.

"Who is it?" Lily answered from inside.

"Oh, Lily, can I borrow a cassette tape to listen to?" I said, after all, there were neighbors around, how could I come to her house without a reason?

“Oh, brother, come in quickly!” Lily said.

Hearing her say “come in,” I couldn’t help but chuckle: should I let my body in or my penis into her vagina?

The moment I stepped into the yard, I impatiently locked the door and pulled Lily into my arms. My lips met hers: “I’ve missed you so much!”

“I missed you too, brother!” Lily responded, passionately returning my kiss.

I gently lifted Lily’s body and carried her to her bedroom. Entering the bedroom, I laid Lily flat on her small bed and began eagerly undressing myself. Lily also began undressing. The room was warm; since they lived in single-story houses, there was no central heating, but the room was still quite warm. As I undressed, I looked around. Lily noticed my gaze and said, “I was afraid brother would be cold, so I turned on the electric heater at 7 o’clock.” At that moment, I saw the electric heater in the corner by the bed. My heart warmed. Because of Lily’s action.

Even naked in the room, she didn't feel cold.

Lily hadn't taken off all her clothes, leaving only pink panties and a bra on.
I walked over to Lily, who shyly turned her head to the side. I reached out and lifted her chin; Lily looked at me shyly yet affectionately.

"Lily, I love you!" I slowly pressed my lips to hers.

"I love you too, brother," Lily slowly closed her eyes.

As our lips met, I savored the taste of the kiss. Although I had kissed Lily yesterday, it was rushed, and I hadn't had time to truly appreciate it.

Lily's lips were soft, filled with the unique fragrance of a young girl. I passionately sucked on her lips.
Gradually, my tongue involuntarily explored Lily's mouth, and Lily's tongue followed. Eventually, our tongues intertwined.

Lily's small hand tightly gripped my erect penis, which had been hard since I entered the room, and she gently stroked it. Pleasure gradually spread from my penis throughout my body.

My hands roamed over Lily's body, but I unexpectedly encountered a problem: I didn't know how to unhook Lily's bra—I had been tearing at it for ages but couldn't get it off. I continued tearing. Lily sensed my predicament and actually laughed out loud.

I asked her, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you for being so stupid! You can't even untie it." She then reached behind her back and easily removed it.

"If you weren't wearing it, it wouldn't be so troublesome," I argued.

"This is a new set of underwear I bought. Today is the first time I'm wearing it, just for you. Does it look good?"
Lily said.

"You little devil, how old are you? You've already thought of so much," I thought to myself, but I couldn't say it aloud: "It looks good, it looks really good!"

"As long as brother likes it. Do you need me to help you down there?" Lily asked with a mischievous grin.
I knew Lily was referring to her underwear. I smiled back.

"It depends on whether you cooperate." With that, I started to take off Lily's underwear. Lily cooperated by raising her buttocks, making it easier for me to remove it.

At this point, Lily was naked, just like me.

Sometimes, shyness is a woman's nature. Seeing herself naked, Lily shyly closed her eyes. Both hands were covering her breasts and vulva respectively.

Because it was daytime, I could clearly see the body I had intimately touched the night before.
I removed Lily's hands.

Lily's skin was very fair, with little variation in color across her entire body. Since she hadn't grown much pubic hair yet, her vulva looked quite clean. I could almost cover Lily's breasts with one hand; her nipples were pink and proudly erect due to excitement. My gaze quickly swept over Lily's upper body, finally settling on her vulva, which had given me such immense pleasure the night before. A woman's vulva, which I had only ever seen in books and videos before, was now vividly exposed before my eyes; the excitement was indescribable.

I lowered my head, lay on the bed, and examined Lily's vulva up close.

At this moment, I couldn't recall any of the descriptions from books. I only knew it was a vulva; I had forgotten everything about the labia majora, labia minora, and clitoris. Lily's vagina had already started to secrete fluid, and I thought: it's because of this fluid that my penis was able to smoothly penetrate her. Lily had very little pubic hair, only a few dozen strands, and it was pale yellow in color.

Lily spoke up at this moment: "Why are you looking so closely? Haven't you seen this before?"

I nodded: "No, this is my first time."

Lily looked on in astonishment: "Really? How could someone as handsome as you never have been with a girl before?"
What kind of theory is that? Being handsome means you'll always be with girls?

"This is truly the first time I've ever seen a real vagina. Last night with you was also my first time," I said.

At this moment, I saw that Lily's eyes were actually wet.

"I'm so happy. You gave me your first time." Lily's voice trembled slightly. "Then I'll definitely let you see it properly today, see it to your heart's content!"

"No! I can't get enough! Even if I see it a thousand times, ten thousand times, I still can't get enough!"

"Okay, then I'll let you see my vagina whenever you want, okay?"

"No!" I said domineeringly.

"What's wrong, brother? Is this not okay?" Lily asked me in surprise.

"I don't just want to see your pussy, I want to fuck your pussy," I said.

"Okay. I'll agree to see my pussy and fuck my pussy whenever you want, okay?" Lily's voice returned to normal.

I smiled and nodded. I said again, "How about I discuss something with you?"

"What is it, brother?"

"You study gynecology, you must know a lot about pussy, so why don't you tell me about the structure of a pussy?"
"Brother really wants to know?" Lily asked.

"Of course. As the old saying goes, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.' Only by understanding it can I know how to deal with it."

"Hehe, what kind of twisted logic is that? Since brother wants to know, then I'll tell you."

"Wait, won't someone else come?" I asked worriedly. I was worried that by only understanding the structure and satisfying my "hundred spirits," I would neglect my most needed sexual desire.

“No, Mom won’t be back until 11:30, and Dad rarely comes home. Don’t worry, brother, no one will bother us.”

“Oh, that’s good.” Hearing Lily say that, I felt much more at ease.

“Now I’ll tell you about my pussy.” After saying that, Lily straightened her upper body, spread her legs, and exposed her pussy to me as much as possible. I lay on my side at Lily’s feet, my eyes fixed on Lily’s pussy.

“Brother, see the outermost part? That’s the labia majora,” Lily said, pointing to two pinkish-white labia. “Normally they’re closed together to protect the entire vulva, but they only open when sexually stimulated like this. Once they open, you can see the labia minora, right here,” Lily continued, pointing to two lighter-colored labia minora. “These are the labia minora. When sexually stimulated, they also open, exposing the vagina. Exposing the vagina makes it easier for you to insert your penis. Brother, do you see this opening here?
That’s the vaginal opening. A little above that is the urethral opening. You can’t insert anything into the urethral opening; you only feel good when you insert your penis into the vagina. Look up further, brother, this is the clitoris.” Lily pointed to a small, fleshy lump, about half the size of a soybean, at the very top of the vulva. “It’s most sensitive to sexual stimulation. Just a light touch makes me feel good. Before, I would think of you and masturbate by touching my clitoris.” “

Little girl, you actually masturbated while thinking of me?” However, she was never the object of my masturbation—and I no longer needed to think about her while masturbating; I could just have sex with her whenever I wanted. "Finally, there's this hairy part," Lily continued, "This is called the mons pubis, and the pubic hair grows on it. I don't know why, but I have very little pubic hair. I've seen older men with more pubic hair than me, and it's darker."

"Do you understand, brother?" Lily asked.

"Theory combined with practice is what makes it clear. Now let me demonstrate." With that, I placed one of my fingers on the clitoris area Lily had just told me about and gently rubbed it.

Sure enough, this place was very sensitive; Lily groaned softly as soon as I put my hand there.
Seeing this, I increased the pressure of the rubbing slightly, and the sounds from Lily's mouth gradually turned into moans.
Watching her genitals become increasingly wet under my hand, I couldn't help but wonder: What does a genital smell like? Thinking of this, I said to Lily, "Lily, I want to kiss it."

Lily was probably completely immersed in pleasure and didn't quite hear what I said. She asked me, "Kiss what?"

"Kiss it." I touched her vulva with my finger.

Lily understood: "No, brother, it's not clean."

"It's okay, I don't mind."

"No, brother, it really isn't clean."

"What? You don't want me to kiss you there?" I pretended to be angry.

"No, brother, no." Lily hurriedly explained, "I feel like I'm dirty there, I'm afraid you won't like it."

"Then do you want me to kiss your vulva?"

"I do, I really do. I've thought about it before, I was just thinking about it, but I'm afraid you'll refuse me if I say it. So..."

"Silly girl, didn't I just suggest it myself? In my heart, everything about you is clean, nothing about you is dirty. Understand?"

"Will you really kiss me there, brother?" Lily was still skeptical.

"As long as you don't refuse me, I'm willing to let my mouth and your pussy be connected forever." My words amused Lily.

"Silly brother, how could that be?"

"Then I'll let my mouth and your pussy be connected right now."

"Okay. I'm so excited that you can kiss my pussy, brother."

I didn't say anything, and lay between Lily's legs, slowly lowering my head towards her pussy.
When I was about 5 or 6 centimeters away, I smelled a faint, indescribable smell, a fishy or pungent
odor, but I didn't find it offensive at all. I continued to lower my head towards her pussy.

Finally, my tongue landed on her mons pubis, and I licked Lily's pubic hair, which instantly became wet. I continued to extend my tongue downwards, first sucking on her labia majora. I held them in my mouth and gently licked them. I used both hands to spread Lily's legs further apart, exposing her vulva as much as possible. At this point, Lily's throat began to make indistinct sounds. I continued kissing. According to Lily's earlier explanation, I should be kissing her labia minora now. I sucked on her labia majora and minora alternately. At that time, I had absolutely no skill in oral sex; I only knew to suck on her labia majora and minora like I was kissing. But even so, Lily couldn't take it anymore.

"Brother, come on, fuck me! I want brother to fuck my vulva! My vulva is so itchy! I want brother's penis to be a back scratcher and put it inside me to stop the itch!" Lily's hands tore at my hair, pulling me towards her body.

At that time, I didn't know how to control myself at all. Because my penis had been hard ever since I entered the room. Now that Lily said this, I didn't need to be polite anymore.

I moved my head away from her vulva and leaned forward, pressing myself against Lily.

At that moment, Lily reached out and grabbed my penis, spreading her legs wide and guiding it towards her vulva.

"Brother, come in quickly! I want brother! I want brother's penis! I want brother's penis to fuck my vulva!"
"I want you too! I want to fuck you!" I responded to Lily.

"Yes, I'll let brother fuck me, I'll let brother fuck me! I like brother fucking me, I like fucking my vulva with brother!"
As she spoke, my penis was already guided to the entrance of her vagina by Lily.

At this moment, Lily's hand left my penis and moved to her vulva, parting her labia majora.
Lily looked up at me: "Brother, I've put my penis in my mouth, come in!"

I didn't speak, only feeling my penis enveloped by a warm breath (hehe, it must be the temperature of her vulva), and then I slowly thrust my hips forward, my penis instantly enveloped by an even stronger heat.
The indescribable pleasure from last night returned to me—my penis was inside Lily's vagina again
!

At that very moment, I couldn't help but let out a soft "Hey!"

Lily heard me and asked anxiously, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, your pussy bit me," I joked.

"You naughty brother!" Lily giggled.

"Lily, your vagina is so tight," I said.

"It's only comfortable when it's tight! Brother, put your whole cock in! I want it all the way into my vagina! I'm yours!"

I responded to Lily with my actions. Slowly, little by little, I pushed my cock into her vagina.

Finally, my cock was completely inside Lily's vagina.

Lily made a satisfied sound. "Brother, move! Only by moving will you feel comfortable!"

I leaned forward slightly, looking at the point where Lily and I were joined, pulling my cock out and then inserting it.
I saw the pink, tender flesh inside her vagina being pulled out and then pushed back in by my cock, giving me the greatest visual impact!

Lily's vagina was really tight; with each thrust, it felt like a little hand was tightly gripping my cock inside.

"Why didn't my vagina feel tight last night?" I wondered.

I wasn't as eager to be satisfied as I was last night; I knew I had plenty of time to enjoy the pleasure sex could give me today.

I slowly thrust my penis in and out of her vagina, and Lily moaned indistinctly with each movement.
Her eyes remained closed.

After a few minutes, more and more fluid came out, covering both Lily's and my pubic hair.
My thrusting made a "squeaking" sound due to the fluid.

"Lily!" I called out.

"Hmm, what is brother doing?" "

I want you to see how I fuck you. Will you agree?" "

No, brother, I don't want to see! I know it's brother fucking me even without looking! Brother, fuck me already!" "If
you don't look, I won't fuck you!" No one would believe I'd refuse to fuck her at this moment!

"Can't I not look, brother?" Lily pleaded.

"No, if you don't look, I really won't fuck you!" I even pretended to pull my penis out.
"No, no, no, let me see, let me see, okay, brother?" Lily finally gave in.

Lily straightened her body, so that her gaze could extend to where we were joined. When she first looked, my penis was deeply inserted into her vagina.

"What do you see?" I asked her.

"I don't see anything, just our pubic hair. Brother's pubic hair is so thick and black!"

I started to slowly pull my penis out. "What do you see now?" I continued to ask.

"I see brother's penis."

"What is my penis doing?"

"It's...it's...it's..." Don't be fooled by how loudly she called for me to fuck her, she became shy when I asked her now. I guess that's just a woman's nature.

"You won't tell me, huh?" I was about to use my little trick again.

Lily sensed it: "Don't pull your dick out, brother. I'll tell you..."

"Then tell me quickly, what is my dick doing?"

"Brother's dick is fucking me."

"Fucking what?"

"Fucking my cunt."

"How is it fucking your cunt?"

"My dick goes in, pulls out, goes in again, and comes out again, just like that, fucking my cunt."

"Do you like me fucking you?"

"Yes, I like it when brother fucks my cunt. I've wanted to fuck my cunt with brother like today for a very, very long time. Today I can finally fulfill this wish. I must make brother fuck me well. Make brother feel good!"

While saying this, Lily's eyes were always fixed on my dick.

"Is it good?" I asked her. "It's good. It's really good. Brother fucks me so handsomely!" Wow! This little girl's mouth is so sweet!

"Does it feel good when I fuck you?"

"So good, so incredibly good. Brother, you're so good at fucking! You're such a master at fucking! It feels so good!"
"Then I'll fuck you every day from now on, and make you feel good every day, okay?"

"Okay, okay. I'll fuck you every day, and make you feel good every day. Brother, I'll make you feel good right now!
Move. Move harder, don't worry about me, I'm going to make you feel so good that you ejaculate! I want you to shoot your semen into my vagina!" After saying that, Lily lay down and swayed her hips from side to side.

Lily's movement made me feel even more stimulated. So I stopped controlling myself and
increased the speed of my thrusts as Lily's body swayed...

"Lily, I'm going to cum!"

"Cum inside my vagina! I want brother's hot semen to shoot inside!"

"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum! Ah... ahh!" With my shouts, several streams of hot semen spurted out, all of it shooting into Lily's vagina. Then, I lay on top of Lily.

Unexpectedly, Lily playfully squeezed my penis with her vagina at this moment.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing. I just want to squeeze out all the semen that brother didn't finish ejaculating. Hehe." She laughed mischievously. I smiled too.

At that moment, I remembered something.

"Lily, why are you willing to let me ejaculate inside your vagina?"

"The book says that there's a substance in men's semen that's especially good for women's bodies. It's said to be good for beauty, making women's skin better and better. I can't remember what it's called. Brother, you don't mind if I use your semen as a free beauty product, right?"

"No problem, no problem. Then I'll save it all for you from now on. Let's see if you're as magical as you say."

"Then brother has to keep his word. Also, starting today, you're not allowed to masturbate anymore. If you masturbate, all that semen will be wasted. I want you to ejaculate all your semen inside my vagina!"
"Aren't you afraid of ejaculating inside?" This was my biggest worry.

"What are you afraid of? Oh, I know. You're worried I'll get pregnant, right?"

"Yes, what if you get pregnant now?"

"Don't worry. I'll handle everything. Don't forget, my mom's a doctor, I can easily get birth control pills. From now on, when you're having sex with me, just go for it, don't think about anything. Thinking too much will affect your pleasure, understand?"

"Hehe, then I'm relieved," I said with a smile. "It's hard again. What should I do?"

"Haha, what else can you do? Just steam it in a simmering pot and it'll soften!"

That morning, we did it three times in three hours!

I loved it when Lily called me "brother" and "husband" while I was having sex with her.

After all, she was young. She recovered quickly in every way. From then on, I officially began my life as a man. Whenever we had the chance, we would make love together. I loved Lily's obedience to me. She never made any demands of me, only fulfilled my every whim. During the summer

vacation of my second year of high school, Lily officially started working. She also put on a white coat and became a nurse.
During my summer vacation at home, she never wore underwear; her bare genitals were always visible under her white coat.
In her own words, "It's convenient for me, and convenient for you too." Our main location also became my house. Every day, she would find an excuse to sneak out of her post and come to my house. The advantage of not wearing underwear was fully demonstrated at this time—she could lie on the bed, unbutton her white coat, and expose her vagina—so convenient! You can imagine that Lily and I had basically tried every sex position I used.

I liked three positions most often: she was on top, and I could lie back and enjoy it, and also feel Lily's sensuality; I entered from behind—the visual impact of her buttocks from that angle…
hehe, everyone should know that, right?; I stood under the bed with her legs on my shoulders and fucked her, so I could see my penis going in and out of her vagina, a completely different visual effect from fucking her from behind.

Even now, I sometimes think about the times I fucked her while she was wearing her white coat.

Our relationship lasted until 2002. Her family introduced her to someone, and we gradually lost contact. She gave me a very long letter, mostly filled with memories of our relationship. She told me that she didn't regret being with me for so many years because she loved me. She didn't want to ask anything of me, just that I not treat her like a casual girl. My only regret was that Lily wasn't a virgin.
Yet, I gave her my virginity.

Secondly, regarding Ying

, I don't want to say much about Ying and me.

Because she was the first girl I truly loved. My second woman.

We were high school classmates, and during our seven years together, she gave me so much… She gave

me her virginity.

If it weren't for later changes, she would definitely be my wife now…

After we separated, I didn't hear much from her, only that she went to an oil field and got married there.
I wonder if she's doing well now?

She has always been my biggest concern all these years…

Thirdly, my story with Yan

. Yan was the second virgin I ever met.

At that time, Lily and I were still having a sexual relationship.

I met Yan when I was studying in Jinan, although I only stayed at that school for less than a semester. By the way, the school I was in at the time was near Dongbaliwa. People in Jinan usually call this area Dongba.
I went to that school in Jinan in March 1997. The school was small, and the male and female dormitories were all in one building.
I met Yan because of a girl from my hometown. She had arrived at the school before me, so I often went to see her after I arrived. Yan and my hometown girl lived in the same dormitory. Sometimes when I didn't have classes in the evening, I would go to their dormitory to play cards with one of my roommates. This roommate also had a hometown girl in their dormitory. As I went more often, I gradually discovered that Yan was a very quiet girl. Every time I went, everyone else was either chatting or playing cards, but she was always reading on her bed. After a while, I noticed that when I went, she would always put down what she was doing and quietly sit on her bed watching me play cards, but we never communicated verbally. Occasionally, when I looked up, I would find that she was also looking at me. When she noticed that I was looking at her, she would always blush and lower her head. I realized something from her behavior. But I don't seem to be the kind of person who creates opportunities.

Finally, the opportunity came.

In April 1997, Dai Jun, the host of "Super Interview" and the singer of "A-Lian," had a cassette signing event at Sanlian Bookstore in Jinan. I asked a fellow villager to pass on a message to Yan, asking if she was interested in going. When my fellow villager replied, he had a sly smile on his face, saying that Yan had happily agreed.

At that time, I still understood the importance of thrift. I decided to take the city bus to Sanlian. When I waited for Yan at the school gate, she smiled at me.

I said foolishly, "You're here. Let's go."

The bus seemed particularly crowded that day. The bus swayed, and she was a little unsteady on her feet. But because of her height, it was a bit difficult for her to hold onto the crossbar on the roof. I held onto the crossbar with one hand and stretched out my other hand to her, saying, "Give me your hand." Yan lowered her head shyly and obediently extended her hand so I could hold hers. Yan's hand was soft, and her palm seemed to be sweaty.

Neither of us spoke, we just held each other's hands quietly.

This was our first physical contact.

More and more people filled the bus, and Yan's body drew closer and closer to mine. In the end, her body was pressed tightly against mine. Yan's head was right under my chin, and I closed my eyes, inhaling the fragrance of her hair.
When we got off the bus, our hands were still clasped together.

That day, our hands remained clasped together.

Dai Jun was very enthusiastic that day, and everyone at the event was very enthusiastic.

Dai Jun's album was called "Confidant, Longing," and the song that impressed me most was "Confidant."

"I'll give you all my passion.

All my tenderness belongs to you.

If my life is a small candle, I'm willing to burn it all for you.

Let joy accompany you, let happiness surround you, even if my life is like a fleeting flower, I'll have no regrets and no sadness.

Because only you believe in my future, you never care about my ordinariness, you'll accompany me on the difficult road, and
you'll be my confidant on this long journey..."

After learning this song, it became the song I sang to Yan the most.

After returning that day, a subtle change occurred in my relationship with Yan. Holding hands, hugging, kissing—everything happened naturally. During this time, I had already touched Yan's breasts, but Yan refused to touch my penis. By the way,
Yan is about 162 cm tall, with fair skin and rather large breasts; after all, girls at this age are almost fully developed.

The substantial change occurred about two weeks later. In early May, school gave us a three-day holiday. Yan and I discussed how to spend these days off. We eventually agreed to go to Mount Tai.

The morning after the holiday started, we began our trip to Mount Tai.

Women traveling is such a hassle, haha. I remember when we went, Yan carried a huge bag. Inside were bread, instant noodles, bottled water, eight-treasure porridge, sausages, tissues… I said she packed it like a mouse moving house.

“How am I supposed to carry all this? I'm telling you, I'm not carrying it! If you want to bring these, you can carry them yourself, I'm not carrying them!” I said.

"I heard things are really expensive up the mountain, fried dough sticks cost 10 yuan a pound. I'd better bring some with me to avoid wasting money on the mountain." Being thrifty is probably in most women's nature.

When we arrived at the foot of Mount Tai, Yan refused to take the cable car, saying that the elders said you have to actually climb up yourself to let the Goddess of Mount Tai feel your sincerity, and that way your wishes will come true when you burn incense and make a wish.

I carried that huge bag on the mountain; I'm not that cruel. My conscience would be tormented if I really let Yan carry such a big bag.

Yan took my hand, gave me a sweet smile, and our climb began.

Climbing a mountain is truly a test of physical strength and endurance.

But thankfully, with Yan by my side, it was a kind of encouragement. Yan also carefully wiped the sweat from my forehead with a handkerchief from time to time.

Finally, as it was getting dark, we reached the Jade Emperor Peak.

Although it was only early May, it was already very cold at the summit.

The first thing to do was find a place to stay. I honestly can't remember the name of the hotel we stayed at on the mountaintop, but it was the best one there.

When we were looking for a hotel, I asked Yan how many rooms we needed, and I clearly remember her looking down and saying, "Just one."
When we checked in, I was worried they might ask for my ID or something. Thankfully, they didn't ask for anything. After paying, I got the room key right away.

Once in the room, I immediately collapsed onto the bed, and Yan gently massaged my back.

"Yan, massage my back. It's a little sore," I said.

"Okay," Yan replied, and started massaging my back.

Although Yan didn't know how to massage, having someone give you a simple massage when you're tired is very comforting. So much so that I actually drifted off to sleep. I was just

too exhausted.

When I woke up, it was completely dark, and the lights were on. I found myself covered with a blanket, and Yan was lying obediently beside me.

Yan's eyes were gently closed, and her breathing was even.

I gently lifted the blanket, intending to get out of bed to go to the bathroom.

When I pulled back the covers, I noticed Yan had taken off her coat, and was only wearing a very thin white sweater. Her breasts rose and fell gently with her breath.

Instantly, I felt a change in my lower body; it swelled, it became engorged with blood…

I didn't get out of bed, but instead turned back and completely pulled the covers off Yan. Then I lay down next to her. I brushed aside the strand of hair covering Yan's forehead and pressed my lips to it. Yan was startled awake by my movement. She opened her sleepy eyes and asked, "When did you wake up?"

"Just now. I didn't wake you because you were still sleeping."

"It's getting dark, are you hungry? I'll go get some food from my bag for you." She said, trying to get up. I held her down as she tried to lift herself. I looked into her eyes.

"Don't go, I don't want you to go." I think my gaze must have looked very affectionate at that moment.

Yan saw something in my eyes, smiled, lowered her head, and leaned closer to me. She nestled into my arms.

"You'll get hungry if you don't eat. Silly!" Yan said coquettishly in my arms.

"If I get hungry, I'll eat you up!" I said, pretending to be fierce.

"You won't eat me, I know you won't. Besides, how can you eat a grown man like me?"
Yan said.

"Just like this!" I gently turned Yan's head from my chest and pressed my burning lips to hers.

"Mmm..." Yan made a sound under my lips.

Yan's arms were wrapped around my neck, holding me tightly, and my hands began to roam over Yan's body.
My first stop was Yan's breasts. Because Yan was only wearing a thin sweater, I could still feel the general outline of her breasts. My hands continued to move down, slowly lifting Yan's sweater.

Yan's body was so hot. In the cold, dark night on the mountaintop, Yan's body was like a ball of fire, igniting the strongest desire in my body—I wanted to possess Yan's body on the top of Mount Tai!

My hands slid up Yan's waist and touched Yan's bra. I slipped my hand under the bottom of her bra and touched Yan's breast. I gently kneaded the soft mound of flesh on her chest.

I unhooked her bra and removed all her clothes. Everything happened so naturally.

Looking back, I think Yan must have decided to give me her virginity that day before we went to Mount Tai; otherwise, what I did wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

Yan was completely naked before me.

It was the first time I had ever seen Yan's body. On the summit of Mount Tai.

Under the light, Yan's body appeared even whiter. Her nipples were a lovely pink, about the size of a cherry, and her areolas were small. Her breasts were probably the size of a regular CD at the time (sorry, I'm not sure what cup size that is), and her slender waist accentuated her broad pelvis. Yan's figure was quite standard. Yan had a lot of pubic hair, forming an inverted triangle covering her mons pubis.

I greedily stroked Yan's body; her skin was truly as smooth as silk. I looked closely, and Yan had no more than 15 moles on her entire body, and they were all in very inconspicuous places—under her armpits, on the upper part of her neck… The one I remembered most vividly was on the inner left thigh near her labia majora. Because of this, I later joked with her that if I ever had to find her among a group of masked women, I would just have them take off their pants and see who had a mole in that spot—that would be her. She laughed and scolded me, telling me to go to hell.

I lay on Yan's left side, my right hand reaching under her neck to caress her right breast, my lips kissing her left breast, while my left hand began to caress her lower body. Yan's breasts were just the right size for my hand to grasp. I squeezed and kneaded them, occasionally pinching her nipples with my fingers. My left hand slid along Yan's firm thighs.

At this point, Yan's breathing became uneven and somewhat heavy.

I gently parted Yan's legs, massaging the inside of her thighs with varying pressure. I didn't linger on these areas for long; I knew my destination was Yan's vulva. My fingers slid upwards slightly, and I touched Yan's vulva. In that instant, I felt Yan's body visibly tremble. Although I had touched her vulva before, it was always through her underwear, a somewhat superficial touch. Today was real contact.

A small amount of fluid had already leaked from Yan's vulva, but very little. It was only after I had more sexual experience with women that I understood this was the difference between a young girl and a young woman. A young girl with little sexual experience will generally not react as strongly to sexual stimulation.

Having known Lily for years, I can
describe .

I kissed Yan's lips, dipped my finger in the lubricant secreted from her vagina, and accurately placed it on her clitoris.

The moment my finger touched her clitoris, Yan let out a soft moan, which I ignored, continuing to massage her clitoris.

However, with more experience, I realized that massaging the clitoris at the beginning of intercourse is probably incorrect.

My finger simply circled around Yan's vulva, moving back and forth between the labia majora, labia minora, and clitoris. After a while, I clearly felt the amount of fluid secreted from Yan's vagina increase. Just as I tried to insert a finger into Yan's vagina, I felt something blocking it.

"Hymen???" That was my first reaction. "Is Yan a virgin?" This question flashed through my mind.

I stopped what I was doing. "Yan, is this your first time?" I asked.

"Mmm." Yan didn't open her eyes, which had been closed, and simply answered me with her eyes closed.

Hearing Yan's simple answer, I felt incredibly excited. I don't think a man's feelings upon meeting a virgin in bed can be expressed in words.

"Can I go in?" I whispered in Yan's ear, kissing her earlobe.

"Mmm." Yan answered me simply again.

"Mmm." I didn't say anything more, simply replying with one word.

I grabbed Yan's hand and pulled it towards my penis.

"Touch it." I said in an almost commanding tone.

When Yan's hand touched my penis, I felt her body tremble noticeably again. It was probably because of the hardness and heat of my penis.

Yan awkwardly touched my penis, just holding it without knowing what to do.
At that age, I didn't understand the importance of foreplay, and it seemed to be a habit I'd developed from years of sex with Lily. Lily and I always went straight to the point, without any foreplay.

Seeing Yan like this, the feeling of sex with Lily from before spread through my body again. Only one thought occupied my mind: sex! I wanted to experience the sensations of sex on Yan's body!

Yan's vagina was already quite wet. I broke free from Yan's grip on my penis and pressed myself against her body.
Thankfully, Yan knew to spread her legs.

I pressed myself against Yan's body, straddling her legs, and guided my penis towards her vagina by feel.
My judgment proved accurate: I inserted my penis precisely into the vaginal opening. The first sensation was an exceptional tightness. As I continued to push my penis further inside, the hymen blocked my progress.
I cannot describe the feeling of my penis being blocked by the hymen in words.

My penis wanted to enter the vagina, but the hymen blocked its path. The only thing I could do was forcefully break through it to allow my penis to continue.

Just as I pushed my penis slightly deeper into her vagina, Yan made a very faint sound. I looked up and saw that Yan's face was contorted in pain.

"Does it hurt a lot, Yan?" I asked.

“Mmm.”

“Then I’ll be gentler.” My tongue roamed over Yan’s neck, sucking on her earlobe. I tried to temporarily alleviate Yan’s pain with physical comfort. At the same time, my penis continued to rub against her vaginal opening.
“Feeling better?” I asked Yan’s ear a few minutes later.

“It still hurts a little. Get out of bed and give me your bag,” Yan said.

I reluctantly pulled my penis out of Yan’s vagina and reluctantly got out of bed to get the bag I had been carrying up the mountain.

Yan opened the bag and took out a snow-white handkerchief from a hidden compartment.

Yan looked up at me, her face flushed. Without saying anything, she lifted herself up and placed the handkerchief under her buttocks.

After doing this, Yan shyly pulled me onto her.

“I’m so happy,” Yan said.

“I want you, Yan, will you give it to me?”

“Mmm. I’ll give it to you,” Yan said softly.

I aimed my penis at Yan’s vagina again.

“I’m going in, Yan.”

“Mmm, come in, let me… be your woman.” Yan’s voice was excited.

My penis entered her vaginal opening, and a look of pain returned to Yan's face.

"Tell me if it hurts too much, Yan," I said gently.

"It's okay, I can bear it," Yan said.

Yan's words gave me immense encouragement, like a reassuring pill. So I straightened my back, ready to break through the hymen and fully penetrate her vagina.

But just as I straightened my back, leaving Yan's body, preparing to forcefully thrust into her vagina, something unexpected happened—Yan actually used a lot of strength, pressing my buttocks down hard with both hands, forcing my penis to thrust forcefully into her vagina!! The

combined force I had accumulated and the force Yan added to my body exploded in my penis—it broke through the hymen and entered Yan's body!

The sudden insertion caused Yan to let out a low growl, and
two …

"Yan…" I emotionally hugged Yan tightly. Because of Yan's actions just now.

"I'm your woman now." At that moment, Yan opened her closed eyes and looked tenderly into mine.
She seemed to have completely forgotten the pain of her hymen breaking; all she could feel was the sweetness of finally

becoming my woman…

I nodded to Yan: "Yes, you're my woman now." Then, our lips
intertwined …

"Yan, let me cherish you," I said.

"Yes. I'm yours now. Whatever you want, I'll do it…" Yan's words were cut short by my lips. I kissed her, shaking my head: "No, no, I must cherish you."

"Then cherish me," Yan said shyly, her face flushed. Like a happy bride.

I didn't say anything, and began to move my hips very gently, letting my penis thrust in and out of Yan's vagina.
Sex without motivation is like stagnant water.

But Yan's vagina was so tight. Even though I was using very, very light force, the pain returned to Yan's face when I pulled my penis out, though it looked slightly more natural than before.

After about 20 thrusts, I pulled away from Yan's body. I stared at the spot where our bodies were joined: my penis was stained red with Yan's blood, and there was an irregular bloodstain the size of a one-yuan coin on the handkerchief under her buttocks… Immediately

, I lay on top of Yan and whispered in her ear, "Yan, I love you!"

It was the first time I had ever said those three words to her so passionately.

Yan returned my embrace with a passionate hug: "I love you too! Love me…"

Yan's vagina seemed to have adapted to my penis, and her facial expression began to become infatuated.

Yan closed her eyes, her lips slightly parted, and a soft moan escaped her throat…

Although I was consciously trying to control myself, perhaps because I was tired, or perhaps because I was too excited, about 10 minutes later, I felt like I was going to ejaculate.

I lay on top of Yan, my movements quickening involuntarily, softly calling her name, "Yan, Yan, Yan..."

Yan's hands pressed against my buttocks again, but weakly, seemingly trying to prevent my body from leaving her.

As the urge to ejaculate intensified, I tried to pull my penis out. Yan sensed my intention and shook her head violently, mumbling incoherently, "No, no, don't go out..."

At that moment, my brain seemed to lose its ability to think, and I uncontrollably ejaculated into Yan's vagina. (Later, I was very grateful to the person who invented emergency contraception!)

A few minutes passed without my memory...

When I opened my eyes, Yan was touching my hair, looking at me tenderly.

"Yan..."

"I'm so happy to be your woman!" Yan said softly.

When you don't know how to express your feelings to your woman, a kiss is probably the best way.

After resting for a while, Yan obediently fell asleep in my arms...

Because I was so tired, when I woke up the next day, it was already bright, and I missed the sunrise. The next day, we visited some of the more famous scenic spots on Mount Tai. That night, we spent another passionate night at the hotel. That night, I kissed Yan's vulva, the vulva of a virgin who would become my woman. Yan's labia majora and minora were all pink and
tender, without any odor. Yan moaned under my kisses… Sometimes, when I think of Yan, I
can still hear her moaning beneath me…

Yan kept the handkerchief; she said she wanted to keep it as a souvenir.

After returning from Mount Tai, her roommates said she had changed a lot.

Not far from the school was a small hill (there are many such hills in Jinan), and many places in the forest bore the marks of our lovemaking. Yan was very docile and always unconditionally fulfilled my requests.

In July, I obtained an acceptance letter from another school through connections and began my university life.
In the beginning, Yan would call me several times a week. We also kept in touch by letter. When the fifth woman appeared in my life, my contact with Yan completely disappeared. That was in early 1998.

Eight years have passed. How is Yan doing? Does she still have that handkerchief?

In May 1997, on the top of Mount Tai, I made a virgin my woman. I will never forget it.

IV. My Story with Jin

Jin was my college classmate and also from the same hometown.

I spent my college life in a very famous city in the south—Nanjing.

In September 1997, I arrived there to begin my college life. As soon as I got off the train, I saw the school's big welcome sign. With my school's admission notice, I got a chair and then squeezed in with the other new students. The people picking me up said that the school's bus had gone to the school to take the previous batch of students and that we should wait. As soon as the bus returned, we would take it to the school. At this moment, I noticed that less than 2 meters away from me, a rather pretty girl was standing next to an aunt who looked to be about 45 years old. She was about 1.65 meters tall, with long hair, thin, wearing a white and gray striped sweater, white jeans, and sneakers. She looked like she had just arrived not long ago and was leaning wearily against the aunt. That must be her mother.

I couldn't bear to see the girl standing like that any longer. So I stood up, picked up the chair I was sitting on, and went to their side. They both declined, saying, "Thank you, thank you, no need, you sit down!"
I didn't say anything. After putting the chair down, I went back to my luggage. A little while later, I heard someone call to get on the bus; we were going to school. I packed my luggage to get on the bus, and when I looked back at the mother and daughter, I found they were also looking at me. They smiled at me politely. I smiled back.

On the third night after arriving at school, a boy came to the dormitory and asked if anyone was from Shandong Province. I answered.
He shook my hand politely and told me to go to a certain place on campus at 7 pm the next night, where all the Shandong natives would be having a gathering.

The next night, when another Shandong native and I arrived, there were already many people waiting there—
about 200. The wall had several large, eye-catching characters: "Warmly Welcome the Class of '97 Shandong Freshmen."

Each person had a pile of snacks in front of them, including bananas, oranges, melon seeds, and peanuts.

I scanned the crowd and suddenly spotted the girl from the train station that day. "Is she from Shandong too? Yeah, definitely, otherwise she wouldn't be here tonight."

She saw me too, and because we were a bit far, she smiled and waved.

I returned the gesture.

The gathering began, and we respectfully called the oldest person "Boss." After a brief self-introduction, Boss gave a very enthusiastic opening speech, followed by self-introductions from everyone—basically, what region we were from, what our names were, what department we were in, what our major was, etc.
Everyone introduced themselves according to their seating order. I barely listened to the others' introductions, but when it was almost her turn, I started to concentrate.

Her name was Jin, and she was from Qingdao. Her class was 9721. When she introduced herself, I noticed her gaze was in my direction. When our eyes met, I smiled.

When I introduced myself, I noticed her gaze was also in my direction. I smiled back.
After everyone had introduced themselves, the class leader led us in singing a song, and then we freshmen had to sing or tell a joke. When it was my turn, I clearly remember singing Yi Yang's "Paper Airplane" that day…

The atmosphere at the party that night was very relaxed.

After that, we naturally fell in love. I

was very happy with Jin. She was mischievous, like a child, and had many of the common traits of girls: a little bossy. During the time we started dating, we explored all the famous places in Nanjing, including Xinjiekou, Confucius Temple, Yuhuatai, Zijin Mountain, Xuanwu Lake, the Botanical Garden, and Hunan Road. We watched "Titanic" together, and on Friday nights, we'd go to the cinema in Confucius Temple to watch all-night movies (back then, it only cost 5 yuan with a student ID). We ate all our meals together in the cafeteria… We were enveloped in the feeling of being deeply in love.

Incidentally, Yan, whom I mentioned earlier, was still in contact with me when all this happened.

Less than two weeks after we met, we began physical intimacy, mostly limited to hugs and kisses. Occasionally, we'd touch each other's genitals. At that point, kissing didn't feel much to me anymore. But I never thought about sleeping with Jin in the near future. Jin could be described as a "skinny beauty." Her breasts were small, but her buttocks were slightly upturned. When we hugged, I touched her buttocks far more than her breasts. Every time we were together, the passion emanating from her body exceeded my expectations. Her kissing skills were very proficient, and she was very proactive.

Our first time happened in November 1997.

It was mid-November, I think. That night, Nanjing had a huge snowfall. The next day was Saturday. I reckon even now, very few male college students can get up early on Saturdays. Anyway, that's how I was back then; I usually got up very late on Saturdays because I could rest on Saturdays and Sundays.

That morning, someone was banging on our dorm door like a madman. The loud noise woke up all of us in the dorm, and almost simultaneously we all yelled, "Who is it? Are you looking for trouble?!"

The sound from outside immediately made everyone except me burst into laughter.

"**(my name), get up and open the door for me!" It was Jin. (Heh, that's how unfair college is: girls can come and go freely in the boys' dorms, but if a boy wants to enter a girls' dorm, it's probably...)
Helpless, I quickly put on some clothes, got out of bed, and went to open the door for her.

"What are you yelling about so early in the morning? Everyone's still sleeping," I muttered softly.

Normally, if I spoke to her in that tone, she would definitely get angry, but not that day; in fact, she was full of excitement.

"It's snowing! It's snowing! It's snowing so much! Hurry up and get dressed to come see the snow with me!" Jin shouted excitedly.
"Really?" I hadn't seen heavy snow for years. From 1995 to 1997, my hometown hardly ever saw any snow. I immediately turned and ran to the window, pulling back the curtains—and sure enough, it was snowing heavily! The snow-covered landscape outside was so beautiful!!!

"Hey! Guys, wake up, it's snowing heavily!" I shouted to my friends as I climbed onto my bed and quickly got dressed. I hadn't forgotten Jin outside the door: "Jin, wait for me a minute! I'll be right there!"

Hearing my shout, my friends also got up and ran to the window to look.

You know, it's rare to see such heavy snow in Nanjing.

A few minutes later, I was all dressed, and Jin, without even giving me time to wash my face or brush my teeth, dragged me outside.
Dressed in snow, the world truly transformed; everything seemed so sacred and pure. Perhaps this is why Tibetan hadas (ceremonial scarves) are white: they evoke a sense of holiness, purity, and inviolability.

The campus was already bustling with people. Boys and girls were having snowball fights, building snowmen, and taking photos.

Jin and I joined the group.

Time flew by, and it was noon before we knew it.

After lunch, I asked Jin what we were going to do in the afternoon. Jin looked at me and said, "What do you think?"

To be honest, in our recent interactions, I'd become interested in Jin's body because of her unexpected enthusiasm. Sometimes, lying in bed at night, I'd wonder: what would Jin be like in bed? How would she differ from Yan and Lili? What were the differences in their bodies?

Because of these thoughts, when Jin asked me this, I casually said, "I'm a little tired and want to find a place to rest. How about that?"

"Okay! I'll go with you!" Jin was still full of excitement, actually saying that.

I must have looked at her with utter astonishment.

"What are you looking at? Never seen a pretty girl before?" Jin said with a grin.

There was a hotel on campus, right next to our dorm. I lived on the third floor, and there was a large rooftop terrace from which you could see the hotel. Often, a large group of us guys would stand there after dinner, watching the pretty girls passing by.

I considered it for a while and decided to go to the school hotel: for safety reasons. At least no one would come to the school hotel to check anything. I stupidly used my student ID to book a room! The receptionist asked why I needed a room, and I said someone from my family was visiting. I was so nervous!

Luckily, the receptionist didn't ask any more questions. I got the room key relatively smoothly. Taking a long breath, I looked back at Jin sitting on the sofa in the lobby and shook the key in my hand.

The thing that hurt me the most at that moment was: the room rate was too expensive—280 yuan—half a month's living expenses!
After entering the room, I hugged Jin...

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