My first time with my girlfriend

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My relationship with my girlfriend was a complete accident. In my sixth year of college, due to family circumstances, I had to rent an apartment in Taipei and work part-time to finish the credits I was supposed to fail. Through a classmate's introduction, I got a part-time job at a gas station.

One day, my good friend and classmate from a two-year vocational college organized a social event for our class. When we ran out of students, they asked me to help drive the girls around. At first, I was a little reluctant to go. I felt awkward going to a social event with students from a two-year vocational

college, considering I'd spent six years in a five-year program. But at my friend's insistence, I decided to go and clear my head, since I'd already worked over ten days straight without a day off. The event was with a well-known private nursing college in northern Taiwan. We were going to Maokong for barbecue, tea, and games—basically, all the usual social events for me.

When I arrived, I finally understood why there weren't enough people. I even overheard the guys whispering, "My god! It's like a Jurassic Park day trip!" But I still dutifully escorted the girl who drew my key safely to her destination, offering words of comfort and chatting amiably along the way (though I felt like I was carrying a deity on a pilgrimage). At least I didn't have the deadpan expression some guys wore when they picked up a dinosaur, which often hurt the girls' feelings.

The only girl I really remembered was their Kang Le. She wasn't very tall, fair-skinned, and always had two rosy cheeks that made you want to take a bite. She seemed very cute and outgoing, so her nickname was "Little Apple."

That day, I even kissed her hand after losing a game. Actually, I quite liked her, but at the time I only saw her as a passerby in my life, never imagining she would later become my girlfriend.

A few months later, my classmate continued his ardent pursuit of "Little Apple," even inviting her to the school's Christmas dance. They ended up staying out too late to take her home before curfew, and since they couldn't bring her home either, they turned to me, who was renting an apartment off-campus. Feeling bad about bothering me, they brought a big bag of snacks, and I joked, "Should I go out and eat at St. Louis like in the commercials?"

We chatted and laughed until 3 a.m., and I gave my warm bed to "Little Apple," while my classmate and I slept on the floor, covered by jackets. Can you imagine how cold it was sleeping on the floor in December? I slept until 6 a.m. before going to my early shift, leaving me feeling groggy and sleepy all day.

After a while, Little Apple started calling me frequently. At first, I thought she wanted to know about my classmate and didn't think much of it. But we gradually got along better and better, often chatting late into the night. Anyway, besides work and classes, I didn't have
many leisure activities.

On Valentine's Day, my classmate asked her out, and she insisted that I come too before she would. My classmate, thinking she was worried about an awkward atmosphere, asked me to come along. So, unknowingly, I spent Valentine's Day with them. (Later I found out she actually liked me quite a bit too.)

That evening, she had to catch a train back to Yilan. Since she hadn't eaten dinner by 7 or 8 pm, I took it upon myself to buy her dinner and secretly slipped it to my classmate, asking him to give it to her on the train, since the train to Yilan took two hours.

She asked, "Who was so kind as to buy this?" My classmate answered without hesitation. Actually, I didn't think much of it at the time; it was just a simple act of kindness. (Unexpectedly, because of this dinner, my classmate was rejected by her.)

Three days later, she dropped a bombshell between me and my classmate, confessing to me on the phone, "I like you." I was shocked and stunned for a while. I didn't know what to say, only managing a simple, "Oh!"

She said she had already told my classmate she didn't like him; the person she liked was me. Curious, I asked her why. She said she didn't like guys who actively pursued her, as it seemed like they were fickle. She preferred to actively pursue the people she liked. She thought that although I wasn't very handsome, I was honest and considerate.

Shortly after hanging up, a classmate called to say something like, "Actually, our personalities aren't very compatible..." and offered his blessings. Even so, I think he must have been very sad, and I felt I had let him down. We didn't contact each other for two whole years after that, until he went to serve in the military and we started contacting each other again.

After the New Year, we started dating. Because she was still studying, she was only free on weekends.

One day, we were chatting at my place when she suddenly suggested we "kiss," which startled me. I never expected her, with her innocent appearance, to be so proactive. I honestly told her, "I have no experience."

She said she had no experience either and really wanted to try. I asked her if she wanted to close her eyes. She said, "No need! Let's try it first!" So, with our eyes wide open, we shared our first kiss, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

She asked me, "Do you feel anything?" I said, "I don't think so." Actually, I didn't know what I was saying at that point; I could only hear my heart pounding like a drum at a temple fair.

She said, "Let's try it, like in the movies, sticking out our tongues."

We played around for a while, like blind men touching an elephant, but the more we kissed, the more skilled we became. I couldn't help but admire my own "self-taught" kissing, until she was completely limp and "hanging" on me.

We kissed for five or six hours, until we were both dizzy and realized we hadn't eaten lunch and were almost starving.

This was the first time I realized how soft a girl's lips were, but this was only our second date. Looking at her happy back, I started to feel a little scared, wondering what amazing thing she would do next.

A week later, we were still kissing at home, the sun and moon oblivious, like children learning to walk, kissing each other to our hearts' content.

I finally succumbed to my curiosity. While she was engrossed in kissing, I slipped my hand over her clothes and moved it from her waist to her breasts. A soft, yielding sensation shot through my hand and into my heart, giving me a huge shock. I never knew a woman's breasts felt like this. To be honest, my lower body was already aroused.

Ten seconds later, she realized my inappropriate behavior, slapped me, pushed me away, and angrily demanded, "Why did you do that?"

I quickly apologized, explaining that my curiosity had led me to violate her. She forgave me and asked me not to do it again. The atmosphere was tense; I worried my actions would damage our relationship.

After a while, she asked me softly, "Did you really want to touch them?"

I told her I was busy with schoolwork and had never had a girlfriend before, and even remarked on how soft her breasts were. She blushed and turned away shyly. Seeing that she wasn't angry anymore, I went over and hugged and kissed her. Remembering what she had just said, I dared not let my hand wander further.

Afterwards, we closed our eyes and continued to enjoy the pleasure of kissing. Soon, she took my hand and placed it on her breasts. I stared at her in disbelief, my eyes wide. She responded with an even more passionate kiss, and I gently caressed her breasts. She gradually began to moan, making my blood boil; my penis

felt like it was about to burst through my pants. Seeing that she didn't seem displeased, I boldly slipped my hand inside her shirt, caressing every inch of her skin. It felt so smooth. I continued to knead her breasts through her bra. Her breathing became more and more rapid. I asked her, "Can I see your breasts?" She considered for a moment and nodded shyly.

I slowly took off her shirt. I could feel her nervousness, so my movements became even gentler. A delicate yellow bra appeared before my eyes. I carefully tried to unhook it, but having never done it before, I was sweating profusely and still couldn't get it off. In the end, she patiently taught me how to unhook a woman's bra. I smiled sheepishly at her and said, "I'm new here, please bear with me!" This eased the awkwardness between us.

She shyly covered her chest with her hands and told me she was a 36C-24-34. At that moment, I thought to myself: God has truly been kind to me!

I slowly removed her hands from her hiding place, and when her pair of firm breasts were exposed before me, I involuntarily swallowed. Looking at her fair skin, slightly flushed cheeks, and snow-white breasts, I thought she was so beautiful!

I began to kiss her, my hands roaming over her body, caressing her soft breasts—it felt so good! She shuddered when I touched her pink nipples. I gently lifted her and placed her on the bed, gently sucking on her nipples. She couldn't bear the stimulation and moaned. Later, realizing she was making strange noises, she closed her lips shyly. I deliberately kissed her, making her continue to moan.

My hand unconsciously slipped under her skirt, caressing her thighs. The closer my hand got to the base of her thighs, the more rapid her breathing became. I asked her, "Is it okay?" She opened her hazy eyes and said, "Yes." My hand then covered her genitals through her panties.

That day, she was wearing a pale yellow pair of panties under her skirt. I caressed her along the cleft of her panties, while my mouth continued its assault on her sensitive nipples. Soon, a wet patch appeared on her panties.

She hugged me tightly. I pulled down her panties and looked at her most mysterious triangle area. A small tuft of black pubic hair with a hint of red covered her slightly protruding mons pubis. She nervously clamped her legs together. I told her not to be nervous and to relax, but actually, I was even more nervous than she was.

I spread her legs apart, revealing her two moist, red labia tightly closed. Her vulva was already leaking fluid, which aroused me even more. I wanted to lick her vulva, but she wouldn't let me, nor would she let me insert my fingers, saying it was dirty and she would be embarrassed. So she only allowed me to touch her.

After I touched her for a while, she said she had already shown me hers and wanted to show her mine too. She had never seen a real penis before, and my penis was also very hard. So I asked her to help me take off my pants.

Embarrassed, she pulled down my underwear. When my penis sprang to life before her, she gasped, gripped it tightly, and examined it closely. As

soon as it became erect, she released it in fright, asking, "Why is it moving?" I explained that it was due to erection and engorgement, and she exclaimed how amazing a man's penis was! I even introduced her to the different parts, and she curiously measured my penis with a ruler; it was about fourteen centimeters. However, I told her that mine was only average, and some were even longer. I also taught her how to masturbate to make a man feel good.

Because I told her I was very aroused and needed oral sex, I had to explain what oral sex was to her. A strange smile flashed across her face as she asked, "It must be so painful with all this swelling, right?" I nodded vigorously. She said, "Okay! Let me help you! But I think licking it with my mouth is a bit dirty, can I use my hand?" I felt a surge of secret pleasure, but then, out of the blue, she grabbed my scrotum hard. The pain almost brought tears to my eyes, and my penis recoiled in pain. She laughed and said, "You wish!"

Later, she told me that she was actually only a 34B, and she had lied to me because she was afraid I would think her breasts were too small. She explained that she wasn't sure if we were really compatible, so she didn't want to have sex with me too casually. I gradually came to understand that although she was passionate and proactive, it didn't mean she was promiscuous. I think I liked her even more now.

A month passed, and we maintained this relationship tacitly. That day, she was planning to scare me again on our date. I had just agreed to cover a shift for a colleague that morning, so I said goodbye to her before leaving and told her to sleep a little longer. I came back quickly, and she called out, "Come back early!" I said, "Okay~"

After I got home from work and took a shower, she gave me a strange smile and leaned close to my face, saying, "I'm so bored! How about we try having sex?" I almost had a nosebleed, but I was also happy that she had already decided that I was the one she wanted to be with.

I said, "Okay, but I'm still a virgin. I've only watched porn and masturbated, I've never had sex." She whispered that she was a virgin too; I reminded her that it can be very painful for girls the first time, and she said it was okay!

I remembered reading in a book that "the first time should be as gentle as possible, and the caresses should be sufficient," so I slowly stroked her breasts with my hands, licked her nipples with my tongue, and massaged her clitoris with my fingers until she started to get vaginal lubrication. I remembered that my roommate next door had some condoms, so I went to get them for emergencies. After putting a condom on my engorged penis, I asked her, "Ready?" She nodded shyly.

I gripped my penis and desperately tried to shove the head into the crevice between her labia. Just as I was about to thrust in, she cried out in pain, "Ouch... Ouch..." and cried, "No!"

She didn't know where her vaginal opening was, and I couldn't find it either. I thought: In porn, they can just insert it so easily, why can't I find it? The more I thought about it, the more nervous I became, and the more haphazardly I thrust. In the end, all I remember is that day feeling like I was being slaughtered. Perhaps it was because it was our first time, and we were too nervous, and my penis was also a bit thick, but we failed several times that day.

A week later, we tried again, fearlessly. Once, when we were almost inside, I saw that she was in so much pain that her face had turned pale and tears were streaming down her face. I couldn't bring myself to thrust in, so I pulled out and comforted her for a while, enduring the throbbing pain in my lower abdomen. Thinking about how I had already failed with seven condoms in two weeks, I was determined to succeed next time!

She also went to the school library to look up a picture of the female genitalia and sent it to me so I could understand female anatomy. I think she was hinting at something, and I excitedly looked forward to our next date.

That night, I was working the night shift and didn't have time to pick her up, so I asked my roommate to do it for me. (Speaking of my roommate, he's also a classmate of mine in a five-year vocational college, but he lives in central Taiwan and got into a night school this year. Since he also works at a gas station, he moved in with me so I'd have company. He taught me a lot about sex, and of course, those seven condoms were his too. I told him I'd tried seven times and still couldn't get it in, and he laughed so hard he bent over!)

Unexpectedly, my girlfriend got a perm, wore a blue tank top and black hot pants, and just imagining it made me think how hot she looked! My colleagues were incredibly envious.

After work, I took her to see the movie "Scream." Before going home, we bought a box of condoms at a convenience store. The clerk was a woman, and she couldn't tell what it was. She held it in her hand and asked me what it was. Why can't I see the price? It made me blush and speechless. She looked closely and stuck out her tongue shyly.

Back home, we showered together and lay in bed. To make our first time a beautiful memory, we turned off all the lights, letting the moonlight in, and turned on the bedside stereo to play romantic music to enhance the atmosphere.

I whispered passionately in her ear, "Tonight I'm going to make you a real woman." Unexpectedly, she said, "It should be me making you 'grown up'!" This made me laugh.

I began to earnestly suckle her sweet lips, kissing my way down to her sensitive neck, gently biting her earlobe. She couldn't help but moan, "Ah...ah...um...oh..." Taking off her sexy camisole, a pair of full, perky breasts appeared before me. I realized she had deliberately gone braless today. I became even more excited, sucking and teasing her nipples with my tongue, kneading her entire breast with my palms, making her moan, "Mmm...ah...so good...oh..."

Hearing her moans, I rubbed her breasts even more vigorously, her nipples hardening from being sucked. My hands moved downwards, constantly caressing her inner thighs.

After taking off her hot pants, I noticed she was wearing white panties. I felt they were already wet in the middle, so I pulled them down and stroked her labia with my fingers. Her clitoris was swollen to the size of a bean from my caresses, and her vaginal fluid flowed down her thighs. She cried out excitedly, "Ah...ah...ah...oh...ah...ah..." saying her whole body was burning up, while she thirstily touched my penis inside my underwear.

To excite her further, I grabbed her hands and forced my mouth to her genitals. She struggled, saying, "No...it's dirty...it's embarrassing...no!" I ignored her cries and licked her labia with my tongue. She couldn't take it and cried out, "Ah...no...please...it's too stimulating...no...I can't take it..." Soon, another gush of vaginal fluid flowed to her anus.

I sucked on the vaginal fluid, deliberately making "slurp, slurp" sounds. She begged me to stop, embarrassed, but the more I deliberately sucked, the louder the "slurp...slurp...slurp..." sounds became.

When I released her hands, she was too weak to resist anymore. Seeing that it was enough, I pulled out my already swollen penis and rubbed it against her breasts. She still refused to give me oral sex, but ignoring her protests, I forced my penis into her mouth. Her small mouth was filled to bursting. I grabbed her head and thrust in and out repeatedly. Her mouth was blocked by my penis, and she could only make "woo...woo...woo...woo..." sounds, almost unable to breathe.

After putting on a condom, I spread her legs, kissed her, and told her it was time to begin. She nodded and said, "Come on, I'm ready!"

I placed my penis against the entrance of her vagina, not rushing to insert it, but slowly rubbing it against the opening. She was almost overwhelmed by my teasing, saying her whole body was hot and itchy inside, wanting my big cock inside her.

My waist had barely slumped down when her penis entered her vagina, and she already started to feel pain. I asked her directly, "Can we continue?" Although she said yes, seeing the large beads of sweat on her forehead and her clenched teeth, I couldn't help but feel a pang of pity and hesitated whether to continue.

As if sensing my hesitation, she kissed me and whispered in my ear, "Honey, I love you!" Then, she suddenly pressed my buttocks down forcefully into her vagina with both hands, and my entire penis went in all the way, feeling as if I had torn her hymen!

She couldn't help but cry out in pain, "It hurts...it hurts...it's too thick...it hurts so much..." and tears streamed down her face. Because of the sudden stimulation, I felt a tight and hot sensation on the head of my penis, and I almost ejaculated, but thankfully I managed to hold back.

The first time we made love, her vagina felt so tight, so tight that my penis even hurt a little. Her vagina was wet and hot; no wonder so many people enjoy sex.

But I didn't move. I kissed away her tears, and she sobbed, "Your penis is a bit thick. I feel like my vagina is about to be torn apart."

I comforted her, "It will hurt at first, but it will pass quickly." I began to caress her erogenous zones to ease her pain. She knew what I meant and started to cooperate, wanting me to have sex with her, so of course I started thrusting. She felt less pain and slowly began to moan, while my hands caressed her breasts.

"Oh... um... such a thick cock... it's hitting me... I can't take it anymore... ah... ah... so good... harder... ah... so good... my husband's big cock feels so good inside me!"

"Um... a little lighter... ah... you're killing this little slut... ah... help... ah... my pussy is so itchy... hurry up and fuck me... ah... ah... please... hurry... oh... I can't take it..." "

My pussy... can't take it anymore... ah... you're killing me... um... ah... my husband's cock... is so big... it's hitting me... ah... my pussy is going to split open..."

I knew she was faking it, but seeing her trying so hard to excite and make me happy, I could only respond to her efforts more passionately and thrust into her pussy harder. Every time I thrust all the way in, it felt like I hit something. At that time, I didn't know any different positions, so I just kept using the missionary position and kept working hard, holding back the urge to ejaculate. She held me tightly in pain and couldn't take it anymore.

Soon, I couldn't help but cry out, "Ah... your pussy... it feels so good... oh... so good... I can't take it anymore... ah... ah... I'm going to come... I'm going to come... ah..." After a series of thrusts, I finally ejaculated.

I had been at my physical limit for almost two hours. I pulled out my penis, and the condom was covered in her blood, thick and hot semen filling it completely. I had forgotten to put anything on the bed, and there was a bloodstain on the mattress.

After we cleaned up in the bathroom, we returned to bed. She curiously played with the semen in the condom. I teased her, pointing to her virginity on it, and she said, "You're so naughty, you hurt me so much!"

I tenderly put my arm around her shoulder and asked her if she had reached orgasm. She said, "It hurt so much I cried, how could I have an orgasm?" She even asked me how my first time felt. I said, "That felt so good! Thank you, my wife!"

But the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt. I asked her, "Wait a minute! Where did you learn those moans? I've never heard you moan like that before." She said she secretly asked an experienced classmate how to moan during sex. I was completely exasperated!

Later, she called me and said her vagina had been hurting for a whole week, even going to the toilet and climbing stairs hurt. She said she wanted to kill me and chop off my penis!

She's still my girlfriend now, and we're enjoying sex more and more. Our skills have improved a lot, and she's more proactive in responding to me. We often watch porn together, exploring different positions and ways to play. Sometimes on weekends, we have sex three times a day plus a late-night snack, seven times in two days.

She enjoys sex with me more and more and enjoys the pleasure of orgasm. She said, "Because you made my first time feel so wonderful. Even though I didn't orgasm, your thoughtfulness and care made me feel even warmer."

Our feelings for each other are growing stronger every day. I jokingly said I wanted to change her nickname, and she asked what? I said I couldn't call her "Little Apple" anymore, "Rotten Apple" would be more fitting, and she chased after me, hitting me, saying, "Are you looking for death?!"

(Next Episode) Finale

Thank you everyone for your encouragement to Black Doll. This time, I'm writing down some rather unique "experiences" with my girlfriend for everyone to refer to. Of course, these are all true stories, but they're a bit funny!
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After my first intimate encounter with my girlfriend "Little Apple," our relationship entered a new phase. We started calling each other "husband" and "wife" affectionately, like any other couple, without the politeness and awkwardness we had when we first met. I think it's probably because we shared each other's most private parts!

We gradually became more open and honest with each other, and found this kind of interaction very comfortable. Of course, we both shared the same interest in "what we love to do."

On a whim, we went to an adult store together once, thinking we'd never seen anything like it before, so we wanted to see what they sold. Little did we know that this would add a lot of unexpected "fun" to our lives.

After browsing for a while, I bought a rubber dildo. Since I didn't know much about them back then, I unfortunately bought the European/American size. It was about 25 centimeters long and 4 centimeters in diameter. The shopkeeper even kindly gave me a bottle of lubricant. (Maybe because the shopkeeper was also a woman, she was worried about us playing with it too much!)

When paying, my girlfriend and I felt like we'd been caught doing something wrong, very embarrassed. We wanted to say, "We're buying it as a gift," but then we thought… "Nobody would believe that!"

That night, we couldn't wait to start playing with it. Although it was made of rubber, it still felt a bit
hard. I'd seen girls in porn moans and screams with pleasure while using dildos, and she was really looking forward to seeing
what it felt like to actually have one. I was looking forward to it too.

We kissed each other excitedly, my hands naturally kneading her firm breasts, and she began to caress my penis in my pants. I gently breathed into her ear, my lips lightly touching her earlobe, and she couldn't help but moan softly. I took off her bra, and my hands began to caress her soft, white breasts, my tongue kissing, sucking, teasing, and playing with her pink nipples, which slowly hardened!

I pulled down her panties and started caressing her inner thighs. As soon as my hand touched her slightly protruding mons pubis, she automatically opened her legs to welcome my caresses. I laughed at her, "All automatic!" She said coquettishly, "Hmm...you're laughing at me again!"

My fingers stroked up and down her labia majora, and she started to produce some lubrication, moaning, "Ah...ah...so good...ah...ah..." I knew she liked my fingers inserted into her vagina, but I deliberately only rubbed them on her labia majora. Her sensitive clitoris became large, truly reflecting her needs; her labia also became engorged and began to open slightly.

She begged me to insert my fingers into her vagina: "Husband... hurry... put it in... ah... I can't take it anymore... hurry... ah... ah... don't play with me anymore... give it to me quickly... ah... hurry and put it into your wife's vagina..."

As soon as my fingers entered her already wet vagina, I felt the contraction and folds of her vagina. I thrust my fingers in and out rapidly, and she cried out repeatedly: "Ah... husband... too fast... ah... I can't take it... ah... my vagina... can't take it anymore... ah... ah... ah... husband... ah... I'm about to climax... ah... ah... ah..."

Seeing her hold her breath and her whole body begin to spasm, I knew she was about to climax. To match her, I increased the speed of my fingers. Her whole body trembled, her breathing became rapid, her vagina contracted strongly, and hot love fluid flowed out. She had reached her climax!

She kissed me absentmindedly and said, "Thank you, husband!" I gently caressed her breasts, letting her rest for a moment.

Finally, the "dildo" show was about to begin. To ensure she didn't have enough lubrication, I used the lubricant the shop owner had given me. Her vagina is naturally a bit tight, so I slowly inserted it, asking her if it would be uncomfortable.

However, the dildo was way too big; just as it was about to reach the entrance, she started sweating and her face showed signs of pain, begging me to slow down.

I guess I got a little too excited, ignoring her pleas, and inserted a quarter of it. My girlfriend screamed in pain, yelling, "No! Pull it out!" She threatened, "If you dare insert another half inch, I'll shove the whole dildo into your anus!" Good

heavens! Of course, I didn't dare insert that "weapon" any further, otherwise, knowing her personality, I'd definitely be in the proctology department's emergency room tomorrow! As a result, the dildo ended up on my desk as a decoration the next day, truly becoming "admirable from afar, but untouchable," which was truly disappointing!

After a while, my reckless roommate took a liking to the dildo and wanted to try it out with his girlfriend. Since we didn't need it, we gave it to him. A few days later, I asked him if it had caused any problems. He said his girlfriend loved it and found it very exciting! My girlfriend and I couldn't believe it—a 4cm thick dildo could actually fit! How could she handle that? We secretly suspected that his girlfriend either had a loose vagina or had given birth.

The second time we went to the sex shop, we complained to the owner about how the "weapon" almost caused a death last time. The owner recommended, "This time, try a long-lasting condom with eye rings. It's guaranteed to 'make you last longer and make you high'!"

We happily bought it and went home, thinking: Tonight will be unforgettable! Sure enough… it almost caused a death again!

Although we had plenty of foreplay and her vagina was lubricated enough, the bristles around the eye rings scraped her vaginal walls so painfully that she said she didn't feel any pleasure at all! As a result, my girlfriend screamed like a pig being slaughtered all night.

I forced myself to continue for an hour, but I couldn't stand her screaming and finished quickly, exhausted, lying on top of her for a while without pulling out my penis.

We were still discussing how the sheep's eye ring wasn't working well, and she said, "Honey, this hurts so much, don't use it again." Out of tenderness for my girlfriend, I could only say, "Yes, honey." Making sex like a pig being slaughtered would only make her lose interest in sex.

My wife flattered me, saying, "I knew my husband was the best to me!" I pinched her nipple: "You little slut!" Just as we were about to take a shower, we realized, "Oh no! The sheep's eye ring is gone!"

We searched the bed and under the bed but couldn't find it. We had a bad feeling and started to wonder if it had fallen into her vagina. I quickly stuck my finger inside to check, and wow! It was really inside. This was terrible! We were terrified, afraid we wouldn't be able to get it out!

At that moment, I remembered an article called "My Sister's Eraser," and I thought: if things go wrong this time, I could write an article called "My Girlfriend's Sheep's Eye Circle."

Thankfully, after picking at it for ages, we finally got it out. We were so scared we dared not use it again, lest we one day have to go to the hospital for a vaginal endoscope to "claw a claw machine," and maybe even appear on TV

! Thinking about that shop owner, with his "making you last longer, making you high" nonsense, made me furious! After that, we became more conservative and dared not mess around

anymore

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That night, while she was showering, I gave her the gift and told her to change into it later. She was very curious about what was inside, and was quite surprised when she opened it. After she came out, she asked me shyly, "Does it look good?"

I thought she looked incredibly sexy that night! A demi-cup bra with ultra-thin straps, made of sheer fabric, revealing glimpses of her full breasts and areolas; panties with barely any fabric, practically just a string holding up a piece of cloth; stockings accentuating her long legs—it made my blood boil, and my penis was harder than usual, which pleased her. She was even more surprised when I took out the vibrator, but we immediately started playing with it.

She was more excited than usual, probably because it was her first time using it? So when I used the short vibrator to massage her clitoris, she orgasmed instantly! And there was a lot of vaginal fluid flowing out, so I jokingly asked her, "Are you incontinent?"

She said, "I can't stand it, it's so stimulating, but it feels good." I said, "Let's try using a long vibrator."

It was better not to use it at all; as soon as I inserted it, the entire vibrator was covered in vaginal fluid. The long vibrator kept moving back and forth, while the short vibrator stimulated her clitoris. She couldn't stand this double stimulation and kept moaning and groaning. After a while,

she reached her second orgasm. After her two orgasms, I finally got my penis in. I asked her to give me oral sex because my glans was a bit dry. She tried her best to suck me, making my penis even more excited.

Because she really liked the feel of my penis, she asked me to try not to wear a condom, so we often had sex without one unless it had been a long time and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself. But I advise everyone to wear one, to avoid any "accidents" one day!

She felt that my penis was hard enough and wanted me to insert it. My God! Her vagina was practically "deep-fried like a sausage"! It was wet and hot, and it kept contracting.

After my frenzied thrusting, she climaxed again, but I hadn't yet. I told her to hold on a little longer, and using my rear-entry position, I grabbed her waist and thrust deeper into her soaking wet vagina, making her sexy, plump buttocks sway back and forth. Because she
had climaxed three times, she was too weak to support herself, and her entire upper body lay limply on the bed, her mouth pleading, "I don't want to...stop...I can't take it anymore...please...stop..."

But to me, her pleas for mercy sounded like an aphrodisiac, making me thrust my penis even more violently. Unable to withstand the stimulation of penetration, she quickly climaxed again. Finally, I couldn't resist the strong contractions of her vagina and the thick, hot lubrication, so I quickly pulled out my penis and ejaculated a large amount of semen onto her buttocks.

After making love, she lay limply on the bed, motionless, and I fell asleep from exhaustion. We were both, just like people say, "completely asleep!" In the morning, she discovered that my semen had dried on her buttocks. I told her, "You had four orgasms last night!" She said, "It was too stimulating, but I dare not experience it again!"

This became our most unforgettable Valentine's Day, and from then on, she also fell in love with vibrators.

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She secretly told me that her family actually wanted to see me, and I knew her parents were worried she'd make bad friends.

During a long weekend, I went to her house for the first time to introduce myself to her family. It just so happened that all her uncles, aunts, cousins… were there that day! What a coincidence! Of course, a “family evaluation” was held, and thankfully I passed!

To be a good host, her parents took me around to various places: Dongshan River, Qingshui Geothermal Area, Nanfang'ao, and we even ate fish ball rice noodles and radish meat… though most of the time was spent in the car. I'm not very good at talking and am afraid of saying anything inappropriate, so I was trembling all day.

After showering that evening, we watched TV in the living room. She knew I was exhausted (both physically and mentally), and when no one was around, she kissed me, unzipped my pants, and sucked on my penis for a while. I was really craving sex from her sucking, but her room wasn't convenient, and I was afraid of being overheard. She said she was terrified of being discovered, so while her parents were upstairs asleep, we sneaked into the bathroom.

I pulled down her pants, and she put her hands on the sink, sticking her buttocks up, letting me penetrate her from behind. To avoid her parents finding out, we wanted to get it over with quickly, so we skipped foreplay and didn't use a condom.

She was very nervous, so I felt her vagina was incredibly tight. Without thinking, I forced my way in. We both felt pain, but then I noticed her vagina suddenly became very wet. I assumed she was getting aroused, so I thrust even harder. After a while, I saw some blood on my penis and asked if she had just finished her period. She said it had been a while. I felt strange, so I pulled my penis out and realized, oh my god! I was bleeding heavily! No wonder her vagina felt so wet! My yellow underwear
had turned red! And it had even soaked my pants.

She quickly helped stop the bleeding, and I rushed to the room to change my underwear. My girlfriend was busy cleaning the bloodstains on the bathroom floor, only to find that even her pants were soaked with blood. Luckily, she was wearing black jeans that day. Later, when she took the pants to the washing machine, the whole tub of water was red.

My girlfriend was worried about me and came to the room to check on me. She found me lying on the bed, pale-faced. Seeing that I was probably alright, she jokingly said to me, "See if you dare to be so hasty again?" After this lesson, I never dared to skip foreplay again.

The next day, she told her parents that she was going to take me to the city, but she drove to a motel instead. I was startled and asked her what she was doing. She said, "I know you haven't done it in a long time, I want to help you relax." I suddenly realized that she was usually very carefree, so it was rare for her to be so considerate, and I loved her a little more at that moment!

This was our first time going to a motel, and we took a shower as soon as we entered. We'd been holding back for so long, we almost did it right there in the bathroom, but I'd heard hotel bathrooms weren't very hygienic, and I was worried about catching some weird disease, so I quickly washed up and went to bed.

Back then, upskirt filming was all the rage, and we were terrified of being filmed. We wrapped ourselves tightly in the sheets to avoid being exposed, afraid we'd one day see ourselves starring in porn.

We checked some locked channels. Since we hadn't done it yesterday, we were especially passionate today. When I touched her genitals, she was already soaking wet. She said shyly, "I was already wet from excitement while showering."

She proactively masturbated me and even gave me oral sex for a while. Although I'd bled quite a bit yesterday, my penis was still rock hard, and I easily entered her. After a passionate encounter, we both reached orgasm!

Afterwards, we fell asleep contentedly in each other's arms. Since I had to go back to my unit tomorrow, I was reluctant to leave, so I took the opportunity to hold her a little longer!

When I woke up and was about to leave, I noticed some of my blood on the sheets, which looked like virginity. We thought, "The person cleaning up will probably think someone just had their virginity broken here."

The closer it got to night, the more reluctant we were to part. After having dinner at the night market, she parked her car on a dark, deserted path along a rice paddy. She said that she couldn't make love with her parents at home, so she wanted to finish with me before going home. I guess she was reluctant to leave.

This time, she was particularly proactive in kissing me, removing her own clothes and then helping me take off my clothes and pants, kissing me all over. She asked me to get into the back seat and, unusually, took the initiative to do 69. I felt she was more proactive and open than usual tonight. I asked her what was wrong with her tonight? She said, "
Who knows when we'll be able to have a holiday together again? So I'm really reluctant to part. Tonight, I'm going to make you remember this forever!"

I noticed that my scrotum and penis were already wet from her licking. She kept sucking on my glans, making me excited and erect, while her hands kept stroking my penis. Her small mouth was filled with my penis, and she was trying to push it deeper into her throat. Watching her resist the urge to gag, wanting only to make me feel better and more comfortable, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions. I remembered that in the past, whether it was her fertile period or her period, she would never say "no" if I wanted it.

She once told me, "I can go a long time without sex and not have any sexual desire." And the reason she wanted to have sex was simply because she liked the feeling of being loved during sex!

I was very touched that a girl could do this for me. If I didn't love her and cherish her properly, I probably wouldn't forgive myself. Of course, I didn't tell her what I was thinking, because I couldn't say it out loud; I could only keep it in my heart!

She didn't know what I was thinking at that moment; she was just still trying to make my penis big and hard. Ten minutes later, she put one hand on my shoulder and the other on my engorged penis, which was pressing against her vulva. She straddled me and asked, "Do you like everything I've done for you?" I said, "I love it!" She smiled happily and, without warning, thrust her hips all the way down to my penis.

I couldn't resist the stimulation and cried out, "Oh...oh...it feels so good..." She also groaned slightly from the initial pain of penetration. Once the pain subsided, she began to actively twist her hips, her wet vulva tightly enveloping my penis—it felt so good!

She sat on my lap, moving back and forth, her vulva releasing a lot of love juice that soaked my pubic hair. She moved my hands from her hips to her breasts, wanting me to caress them. Seeing her so eager, I excitedly rubbed her breasts even harder. She cried out, "Ah...ah...ah..." as I gripped them. I also sucked on her nipples forcefully with my lips, and she moved up and down even more vigorously: "My nipples are so itchy...it feels so good...ah...ah..."

She gradually increased her speed and the depth of her thrusts, and her love juices flowed more, causing the car to sway. She told me she was almost there! I kissed her alluring lips, responding to her passion, held her waist, and pressed her legs together. All the blood rushed to my penis, and she felt it was even thicker than before.

I cooperated with her, forcefully pushing my penis deep into her vagina. She cried out, "Oh...oh...husband's big cock...it's killing me...my vagina can't take it anymore...I'm going to lose it...ah...ah...ah..." Then I felt her body tighten, and soon her whole body went limp as she orgasmed. Hot love juice flowed onto my penis with the intense contractions of her vagina.

After her climax, she clung to me tightly. I gently laid her across the back seat cushion, rolled down the window, placed her hands on the window frame, and lifted her buttocks. She was still panting. I held my large penis and slowly inserted it into her vagina, causing her to cry out, "Ah...no...I just had an orgasm...ah...ah...ah...husband's...big penis...ah...it feels...so good...oh..."

I reached behind her and grabbed her breasts, rubbing them back and forth with my thrusts. I deliberately whispered in her ear, "Wife, your breasts are so soft, I love touching them!" Her buttocks involuntarily responded to my thrusts. After

a while, I knew she was about to climax again. I pulled out my penis, placed her on the seat cushion, lifted her legs and pressed them against her chest, making her genitals face upwards. Her pubic hair was already wet, and her vagina was slightly open, waiting for my penis to enter.

I said to her, "Wife, enjoy it, I love you!" After saying that, I lifted my big cock and "whoosh" it went into her pussy. She couldn't take it anymore and started moaning, "Ah...it's too deep...ah...it's too stimulating...ah...ah...ah...it's killing me...ah...big cock...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

I braced my hands on the chair cushion and thrust all the way in with each stroke. I used all my weight to thrust down, and she shook her head desperately, crying out, "No...ah...I can't take it...ah...ah...my pussy feels so good...ah...ah...husband's big cock...it's so thick...it's...it's making me feel like I'm going to heaven...ah..."

"I can't take it...ah...it's hitting my cervix...ah...it's too stimulating..." I was also about to ejaculate, so I thrust even harder, making "slap! slap! slap!" sounds.

"Ah...you're going to kill me...ah...it feels so good...oh...oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...oh...ah...it's so thick...it's tearing my pussy..."

Hearing her moans, I sped up, the sounds of "slap! slap! slap!" filling the air.

"So stimulating...ah...it feels so good...ah...so good...big cock...so strong...ah...ah...ah...faster...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah...I'm going to cum...ah~~" She trembled all over, then went limp and came.

She lay on the cushion, panting heavily, accompanied by dazed moans. After the climax, the intense vaginal contractions felt like a pump sucking at my glans. A thick, hot stream of vaginal fluid gushed from her vagina, drenching my glans and making me unable to suppress the urge to ejaculate. I quickly pulled out my engorged, ready-to-erupt penis, preparing to ejaculate wildly onto her breasts. I cried out to her, "Ah...ah...I can't hold it in...I'm going to cum...ah..."

Suddenly, she propped herself up and opened her small mouth to take my entire glans in. She never let me ejaculate in her mouth, always saying that she thought semen was unhygienic and smelled bad. This sudden action excited me immensely. A shudder ran through me, and my penis began to twitch uncontrollably, releasing hot, thick semen into her mouth. As I ejaculated, she sucked hard, making me dizzy and unable to stand, collapsing weakly against the back of the chair.

Seeing the semen that she couldn't hold any longer dripping down the corners of her mouth, looking particularly lewd, I felt an unusual excitement. She smiled at me and lowered her head. I thought she was going to spit it out, but instead, she swallowed all of my semen in one gulp!

I was startled by her action. She playfully asked me, "Was it good?" I nodded weakly and said, "No, I ejaculated too much. I'm almost exhausted, and my head is still spinning!"

I asked her, "Was it tasty?" She shook her head. "Sticky, salty, and a bit fishy."

I asked her, "Why did you let me ejaculate in your mouth this time?" She said she knew I was very tired yesterday, but she thought I performed very well, and her parents approved of our relationship. From now on, she could come to see me openly without having to make up lame excuses anymore. She was very touched by everything I had done, which was why she was willing to do this for me.

I was deeply moved and held her in my arms for a while, smelling the fragrance of her hair, accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds all around. It was truly comforting!

I hugged her and jokingly said, "I used to really want to be in a relationship. I pursued several girls I liked, but I was rejected by them all. I never thought you'd be the one to win me over. It's karma!"

She said, "I'm the one who's miserable! What sins did I commit in my past life? I'm destined to be tormented by you in this life!"

"What? You little rascal, you're getting away with this! I'll teach you a lesson!" I sealed her lips with a kiss, making her breathless.

After a while, she blushed and said that she was actually very happy that we could meet in this vast world, and she hoped that we could be like this again in the future. I said, "Yeah! I'm so glad you pursued me, stole my first kiss, seduced me, and even deflowered me..."

She stared at me with her almond-shaped eyes: "What did you say?" I said, "Yes, in front of others, I did all the bad things. I pursued you, forcibly kissed you, seduced you, and in the end, I was the one who raped and murdered you. I'm the most heinous villain. Is that okay?"

She laughed happily and said, "My husband is the best to me!" She kissed me on the cheek.

She looked at me with a strange smile, considered for a moment, and then whispered in my ear, "From now on, you're allowed to ejaculate in my mouth." I asked in disbelief, "Really?" She nodded shyly, and then I excitedly made love to her again in the car...

But the next day, I was so weak I could barely get out of bed, and when I got back to the army base, my legs were sore from running!

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This is a true story between my girlfriend "Little Apple." We've been together for over four years, and I will cherish her!

I hope that in addition to the descriptions of sex, the article can also show the love aspect; I wish that while pursuing sexual stimulation, everyone can find their true love, or be found like me!

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