Typical stories of the post-80s generation, please listen to me slowly, part 5 – The taste of green.

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It was another day off.
I had arranged to see a movie with Yan, but I forgot what it was because it wasn't very good. We acted like any other young couple, holding hands and cuddling, making a mess of things. Since we hadn't even had our first time together properly, I wasn't really interested in the movie. She had asked her family for leave beforehand, saying she was on duty and wouldn't be home. I had also made arrangements. I wasn't comfortable with a hotel room; they often checked rooms back then. I was worried about taking her home and getting a beating, so we went to my uncle's house. His whole family was doing business out of town, and no one was home. My grandmother lived in an old house a few streets away.
We ate dinner early, bought some snacks, and then asked my grandmother for the key. My grandmother looked at Yan with a kind smile, constantly asking if she had eaten, holding her hand and talking to her. She seemed genuinely very satisfied.
When we arrived at my uncle's house, as I closed the door, I picked her up and kissed her as we walked to the bedroom. I threw her on the bed and quickly took off my clothes. She lay there watching my hasty reaction and laughed, saying, "It's all yours. You won't bother us again tonight." I took off her clothes piece by piece, kissing her as I went. I kissed wherever I took off her clothes. When I kissed her chest, she was already panting heavily and moaning softly. She was so sensitive. She hugged me tightly and wouldn't let me kiss her anymore. She whispered in my ear that she couldn't take it anymore and wanted to cry out. I used my foot to remove the last piece of her dress, spread her legs, and reached down to touch her genitals. She was already soaked. I held my penis, aimed it at her opening, and tried to insert it a few times, but it was still difficult to go in. She still said it hurt. I thought it wasn't lubricated enough, so I tried to lick it like in Japanese adult films. I kissed her thigh, and she trembled all over. Looking at her pink little hole, wet and small, it was much smaller than the previous ones. It turned out it was naturally small. Just as I was about to kiss it, she stopped me immediately, pulled me onto her, and said, "Don't kiss me. I want it." I pushed in again with my penis. She was clearly enduring discomfort. I used force, inserting the head of my penis. Her vagina was very tight. She said to wait a moment, to adjust. I gently moved around the entrance, and she cried out. I gradually went deeper, slowly inserting halfway. Suddenly, her cries became even louder, her head thrashing from side to side, her body arching upwards for about ten seconds before falling back down without a sound. I knew she had orgasmed, but I had never seen an orgasm like that before. I called her a few times, but she didn't respond. I was almost terrified, so I stopped. After a while, she recovered, opened her eyes, and said, "I felt like I was flying! It felt so good! This is what people mean by 'flying through the clouds.' I want more, let's continue." My penis pushed in again, fully inserted. It felt like a small hand gripping me tightly. I started moving in and out, and she cried out joyfully again, then repeated her previous dizziness. I finished in one go, and she repeated it three times. That night, I set my record, seven times in a row. By the end, it was dawn, and I couldn't ejaculate anymore.
We were woken up by my grandmother. She brought us breakfast, still smiling kindly, and told me to keep the keys and let me stay in the house for now. She held Yan's hand, gave her a piece of white jade, and said that she was her grandmother's only granddaughter-in-law, and that seeing her felt like being part of the family.
Yan and I would get together for some time to enjoy our marital life. Later, my parents found out, remaining noncommittal, neither objecting nor agreeing. Her family's opposition grew stronger, because her father felt she was too young and immature, and should marry someone better, while my family was just an ordinary working-class family.
We were together for three years, breaking up and getting back together three times. She felt too much pressure and broke up with me, but after the breakup, she felt she couldn't live without me and got back together.
This happened during our second breakup. I was in great pain then, drinking with friends every night, always getting drunk. The police station was right next to Yan's workplace. When the police officers had nothing to do, they often came to her workplace to hang out. After a while, everyone got to know each other. When she broke up with me for the second time, she felt that there was no possibility of us ever being together again, and she was very heartbroken. Every night, she would hide in her dormitory to read books, reminiscing about the little things between us. She never smiled. Meanwhile, a policeman cared about her every day, asking about her well-being, bringing her food, and inviting her out, but she refused all of them. Until one night, when it was very cold, he went to see Yan again. Yan was sitting in bed reading, wearing clothes. He sat on the edge of the bed and chatted with her until very late. He said it was too cold, so he sat on her bed and pulled a corner of the blanket over himself. Yan said that she didn't feel anything at the time, just like friends, and didn't feel anything special. As they were talking, he suddenly said he liked her and wanted to be her boyfriend. Then he forcefully kissed her. After a while, he put his hand on her breast. Yan was very sensitive, and when he kissed and touched her, she was already involuntarily wet and weak all over. She couldn't resist and was undressed and deeply penetrated. When we made up for the third time, she told me about this. She said she didn't want to hide it from me. Hearing this, my penis, which had just gone soft, immediately became erect. I didn't say a word of reproach. The intense, pleasurable feeling aroused me. After penetrating her again, I asked her how it felt, whether it was as comfortable as when I did it. She only said one thing: smaller than mine, shorter than mine, but very hard, very hard, and the time was very short, only a few minutes, but she orgasmed. They only did it once because she really didn't like him. At that time, Yan only had me in her heart.

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