My first time experiencing human affairs °° My first time

Hello everyone, this is my personal experience. I didn't want to talk about it, but lately I keep reminiscing about the past. Rather than reliving it several times, I thought I'd write it down all at once, so I've decided to make it public.
Since every word is my own, without any plagiarism, please forgive any imperfections in my writing. Also, I don't know if you'll like this kind of true story, so I've only written the beginning to test it out. If you don't like it, I won't continue.
I was 14 years old when I was deflowered by a 21-year-old woman, and even now, thinking about it brings back fond memories. Even today, I would still be willing to be seduced by her again...
Here, I want to say thank you in advance for taking the time to read my humble work.
Sincerely, Xiaodoudou! **********************************************************************
My Experience of Being Seduced (Part 1)
I was fourteen years old, in the first year of junior high school. My neighbor, a girl two years older than me, was in the third year of junior high school. Because we went to the same school and lived on the same floor, we knew each other well, and I went to her house almost every day. Let's call her Meili (Beautiful). She's very tall, about 1.7 meters, and incredibly beautiful and captivating. From the day she moved in, I was smitten, always fantasizing about being with her someday, a perfect couple.
One day, I went to see her as usual. The door opened, and I froze:
a woman, probably around 18 (I later learned she was 21), opened the door. She was very alluring, with large, sparkling eyes that shone with a mesmerizing light.
In a magnetic, slightly husky voice, she asked me, "Who are you looking for?"
I stood there, staring at her, speechless.
She asked again, "Who are you looking for?"
My mind went blank. I wanted to say I was looking for Meili, but my mouth wouldn't obey me; I couldn't utter a sound. I just stared blankly at her. (Looking back, I was stunned. I had never seen such a beautiful woman before. Not only was Meili incomparable, but even those vulgar, heavily made-up women on TV couldn't compare. I was very young then and didn't know how to pretend; I just stood there dumbfounded.) I was sweating profusely with nervousness, but I couldn't say a word. My throat made a gurgling sound, but I couldn't even hear it myself…
"Hey, child, who are you looking for?"
Just as I stood there, frozen in place, drenched in sweat, Meili came out from behind the door: "Ahem… He's looking for me. Come in!"
I learned from Meili that she was Meili's older sister, working out of town and back on vacation. That day, when I was with Meili, I was always absent-minded, my eyes constantly glancing towards her older sister's room. From then on, I could never forget her; her image was constantly on my mind…
I learned from the neighbors' gossip that she had been pregnant, had an abortion, and her workplace found out. Her boyfriend (a party member from the same workplace) couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide. She had taken a long leave and returned to hide. My thoughts began to wander aimlessly again: from pregnancy to abortion, all the way to the even more alluring act that led to this outcome, finally settling on her slightly upturned buttocks. I realized that not only was her face beautiful and charming, but her figure was also top-notch. In the words of children, it was the mature figure of a woman who had been with a man.
From then on, I frequented Meili's house even more often, especially when Meili wasn't there. Meili was in her final year of junior high school and had to take entrance exams, so she had tutoring every day and wouldn't be home until 5:30. As soon as I got out of school in the afternoon, I was eager to go home. Because the adults were at work during the day, it was just the two of us for several hours in the afternoon, and we gradually became more and more familiar with each other.
We went to see a movie together. I was very young then, and didn't understand anything. I only knew I liked her and wanted to be close to her, but I had no idea how to do it. Plus, I especially admired her (I practically considered her a goddess), so I never dared to, and never would, make a move, and therefore there was no real progress.
Then, taking advantage of the darkness in the movie theater, I mustered up my courage and quietly, gently, placed my hand in hers. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it myself, and I had no idea what was happening in the movie! I was panicked, scared, and excitedly anticipating what was to come (I was prepared to get slapped; I didn't know what awaited me, or how I would explain if I got hit—I had no idea. That feeling of utter helplessness is something adults today would never experience; that feeling was truly exhilarating)...
But she seemed completely unaware that my hand was on hers, showing no reaction whatsoever. My heart gradually calmed down, and my courage slowly grew. I began to gently stroke her hand, my upper body gradually leaning closer to her. Without me noticing, she had quietly tightened her grip on my hand. When I realized it, you can imagine how excited I was! That feeling, that pure affection, was something I could never experience again… (So she liked me too!)
Finally, my hand rested on her thigh, gently caressing it. Even though her pants covered it, I could still feel its smoothness, its roundness, its softness… I was thrilled, I was intoxicated…
She didn't stop me; she just sat quietly, letting my hand caress her intoxicating thighs that made it impossible not to make a mistake. And that was the end of it for me. At my age at the time, this was already a limitation of my understanding.
Although this movie outing didn't lead to anything substantial, it brought us closer. In other words, from then on, there was no distance between us; touching became a regular occurrence.
My Experience of Being Seduced (Part Two)
Finally, one day, we were lying in bed reading (since watching the movie, we had become very close, and reading in her double bed was a common occurrence. She was reading *Dream of the Red Chamber*, and I was reading *Journey to the West*, completely different interests).
She leaned in and asked me, "Do you understand what this passage means?"
Of course, I didn't understand what it meant, so she explained it to me. I blushed and my heart pounded; I was so ashamed I didn't know what to do.
"Oh! You're blushing? Let your older sister see."
Her words made me even more embarrassed, with nowhere to hide. She took the opportunity to hug me, gently turning my head so my face was facing hers, and softly, softly kissed my face. A wave of happiness washed over me; my heart pounded. I was so excited, so happy…
I quietly nestled in her arms, letting her kiss me, letting her caress me. How wonderful, how intoxicating! From the bottom of my heart, I cried out: "Oh God, I finally know what happiness is! This is the happiness I've longed for and dreamed of!" (My age at that time meant this feeling was the most intoxicating moment of my life.)
Slowly, slowly, she kissed my lips. I naturally opened my mouth and kissed her back. (Even though I was young, it seemed like I didn't need to be taught; I knew it on my own. Was it a natural reaction?) As we kissed, my body began to heat up, and I felt a change, but I didn't know what it was (at that time, I didn't understand that it meant there was movement down there). I just felt so beautiful, so hot, so restless, so eager (I didn't know what I should be thinking; I was just thinking aimlessly).
She, of course, sensed my restlessness and took the opportunity to hug me even tighter, essentially holding me completely in her arms. So I pressed myself against her chest. The soft, fleshy feel of her breasts gave me a shock I'd never experienced before. My thoughts were no longer my own; everything felt weightless. My reactions became purely instinctive (because everything was beyond my comprehension. I had no idea what was going to happen, and what was happening was something I hadn't experienced before. It was like a sudden, overwhelming influx of new knowledge. My mind couldn't process this sudden influx of new information; my brain began to stop working. But my instincts didn't stop; they began to replace thought and control my actions).
In fact, by this time my penis had become quite large, but I didn't realize it or understand it; I just felt very aroused and longed to press against that soft flesh of her breasts…
Of course, she noticed my reaction and pressed her chest against mine forcefully: “Do you like it?” I nodded, and she grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast. Oh my god! My head buzzed. I had never experienced anything like this before. My hand trembled as I touched her breast.
“No, silly boy, you have to rub it, rub it gently.” As she spoke, she unbuttoned her top and unhooked her bra, and I could directly touch her alluring breasts. They weren't very large, but they were very soft, and the feel of them gave me a thrill. This was the first time in my life I had touched a woman's breasts, and I still can't forget that intense thrill. The restlessness I felt was even stronger now.
Her hand touched my crotch: "Oh my, it's so big, um..."
I suddenly understood why I felt so aroused. I was so ashamed, I didn't know where to put my face, and I let out a soft moan, burying my head in her chest: "Mmm..." My face was pressed against her chest, that softness, that scent, intoxicated me... I felt an indescribable feeling down there (today we know it's impulsiveness, but back then I didn't understand), and I just felt her hand making me feel very comfortable.
Her hand was still there: "So big, I'm so embarrassed, aren't you ashamed? Mmm..." Her words made my face flush, my heart race, and my ears burn, but my crotch got even harder.
"Oh! It's getting harder and harder, like an iron rod, what do you want to do? Mmm..." I didn't know what I wanted to do at all, because my mind had long since stopped. I was just instinctively willing for her to touch me, feeling comfortable. As for it getting bigger, it wasn't something I wanted, but a primal bodily reaction.
Her hands continued to rub and knead below, making my penis thick and large from her kneading. My whole body was limp, all my consciousness focused on that one spot. The only feeling was pleasure, a desire for it not to stop, a urge to continue—in today's terms, "amazing."
"Oh dear! How come so much has leaked? You're all wet!"
I looked down and saw my pants were soaked, a patch the size of a duck egg. I was terrified, thinking I'd peed (now we know it was pre-ejaculate, I think it's called prostaglandins, whatever).
"Shame on you, shame on you!" she said as she unzipped my pants. I was too ashamed to look at her. She slowly pulled down my pants, stroking my penis with her hand, stroke after stroke. My God! It felt unbearably good; I'd never felt so good before. It was unbearable.
"DouDou, do you like your older sister?" I nodded, and she grabbed my hand and placed it on her genitals.
My God! That, that, that...it was wet there, her crotch was completely damp. I thought she had peed too, but I really liked her. I didn't care if her pee was dirty or not; I just thought it was so beautiful: I could touch her pee.
"Mmm~ Dou Dou, you're making me feel so bad, oh~ mmm... mmm..."
I was confused. Why couldn't I feel good? What did that mean? I didn't understand. I just kept touching her, rubbing her crotch back and forth.
"Dou Dou, Dou Dou, put it inside, okay? Oh... oh..."
"What do you mean, put it inside?" I asked.
"Your hand, your hand." Saying that, she unzipped her pants and put my hand inside.
When I touched it, it was soft, wet, and sticky. My whole body stiffened. Everything today had been too much of a shock. I couldn't accept so many new sensations and new knowledge. My mind was a mess, but I was also extremely excited. All I knew was that I was touching her pee-peeing area, and there was some pee.
I really wanted to take my hand out and smell it to see if the urine smelled like urine (I had never thought about smelling it before, so I didn't know if urine really smelled like urine; actually, it wasn't urine, it was water), but I didn't dare. I just kept touching it, touching those soft little fleshy parts. I had no idea what they were (labia).
"Oh... um... oh... um..." The older sister's voice was all distorted, which excited me a lot, and my penis naturally got hard.
"Ah... ah... Dou Dou, a little lower... hey... hey... lower... yes, yes, that's it... put it in, put it in, put your finger in... ah~~ ah... oh dear~~ I can't take it anymore, oh dear... I can't take it~~ anymore..."
I put my finger into the older sister's hole. It was sticky, wet, and full of water. The older sister was so excited.
The older sister asked me, panting, "Dou Dou~~ do you like me?" I nodded heavily.
"Do you miss me?" I nodded again (actually, I didn't understand at the time that "miss" had another meaning).
"Are you willing to be with me, Big Sister?" I nodded.
"Say something, don't just nod."
I said, "Yes."
"Really?
" "Yes.
" "No regrets?"
"No."
"Really no regrets?"
"Really no regrets!"
After hearing my affirmative answer (actually, I didn't know the meaning of these answers at the time; I just said from the bottom of my heart that I was willing to be together forever, without knowing what was about to happen), Big Sister turned to the side, grabbed my penis with her hand, and stroked it up and down. It was already big, and became even harder.
Big Sister took off her pants, turned around and lay on top of me, asking, "Do you really like Big Sister? Are you really not going to regret it?"
I said, "Really, I really like it." (At this moment, I felt Big Sister's breasts pressing against me, and I felt so happy and beautiful being pressed against by Big Sister.)
Big Sister's hand was stroking my penis again, and then Big Sister bent over, straightening my penis, and then lowered her body. I felt my penis being enveloped by something, which felt especially good (of course, that was Big Sister fucking me).
"Ah...ah...ouch..." My older sister was on top of me, moving up and down, thrusting all the way in with each stroke. My whole body was stiff, and the only thing I did instinctively was to thrust upwards with all my might. I didn't understand anything about penetration or coordination; I just kept pushing upwards with all my might. (Thinking about it today, the feeling of being fucked was really wonderful. I wasn't exactly raped, but at least I was seduced.)
"Oh...oh...bean~~bean~~you're so big! Oh...big sister, it feels so good..."
I've never been fucked in my life, let alone been fucked. I've never even fucked someone before. How could I withstand my older sister fucking me so hard? The stimulation was so intense, and being a virgin, I was extremely sensitive down there. Within minutes, I couldn't take it anymore: "Ah...ah...Big Sister...Big Sister...I...I...I can't take it anymore...I...I'm coming..."
"No, no, you can't be so quick..." But I had already ejaculated...
My older sister was disappointed, lying on top of me, motionless. I knew I had done something wrong (strange, how could I know I had done something wrong at that time? Maybe it was just instinct), and I didn't dare move. After a long time, my older sister finally got off me and lay down beside me... (Actually, it felt good to have my older sister on top of me; I wanted her to stay, and I didn't feel heavy.)
"Dou Dou, do you hate your older sister?"
"No." I leaned my head closer and kissed my older sister's face.
"You're such a silly child!" my older sister said with emotion, affectionately stroking my head.
I looked at my older sister blankly and gently kissed her: "Big Sister, I love you!"
"Silly boy, I'm seven years older than you!"
"I don't care, I love you anyway!" (At that age, I didn't really understand what love was; I just thought that was "love.")
My older sister was clearly not satisfied. She continued to touch my penis with her hand, even though it was already limp. She still relentlessly rubbed it.
The experience of being seduced (Part 3)
So, we lay on the bed, talking. After about an hour, my penis became aroused again under her constant work. "DouDou, it's big again." I buried my face in her chest, kissing her neck. I longed for her so much that I was satisfied no matter how I kissed her.
Her hand continued to work, and soon, my penis swelled up and became hard again. My older sister kissed me: "DouDou, do you want more?"
I kissed my older sister and said: "Yes." This time, I clearly knew what "want" meant, and I clearly knew what I wanted. And this time, I really "wanted" it, unlike last time when I was fucked in a daze and only then did I realize what was happening.
"Really want to?"
"Yes." I kissed my older sister again, encouraging her. Actually, she had wanted to for a while.
My older sister rolled over and climbed on top of me again, sticking her butt out, continuing to stroke my penis with her hand and straightening it. This time she wasn't as impatient as last time, but slowly, slowly lowered her buttocks, little by little sliding her hips onto my penis.
This time, I also knew how to enjoy it. She slowly slid her hips onto me, and I slowly enjoyed the comfort. That comfort slowly, slowly developed downwards until she completely swallowed me. We were both breathing heavily until we both let out a long breath at the same time: "Mmm..."
"So comfortable, Dou Dou, are you comfortable?"
I quickly said: "Comfortable, extremely comfortable!"
"Do you want your sister to fuck you?"
I said: "Yes, yes, extremely willing!"
"Then I'm going to fuck you?"
I whimpered: "I'm waiting...that's the happiest moment of my life."
"Oh~~ Dou Dou, you have to hold back this time!" she said, and started moving, fucking me up and down. The feeling was so wonderful, even today I can't help but say: being fucked feels so good!
"Ah... Bean~ Bean~~ So big! Ah... So deep, oh~~ It feels so good..."
This time, because I had already come once, it wasn't so easy to come again, and my lower body wasn't as sensitive as before, so I felt like I could still hold on, but I still didn't know how to cooperate, didn't know the techniques, and just kept pushing upwards, desperately thrusting.
"Oh... I can't take it anymore... It feels so good, oh~~ So good..." she said, and suddenly she stood up, meaning that she was originally lying on top of me, but now she was riding on top of me, fucking me hard up and down. I felt so good being fucked by her (this is a modern word, I didn't know the word "good" back then).
Just like that, she rode on top of me, fucking me hard, each time going all the way in (I was really afraid she would break my penis), and not long after, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Ah...I want...I want...Bean~~Bean~~ Harder...I can't take it anymore...I, I...Oh~~" As she was fucking me, she suddenly leaned on top of me, hugging me tightly, kissing me haphazardly, and even biting me randomly: "Harder...harder...you must hold back~~Ah...ah..." She thrust harder and harder, fucking me more fiercely.
How could I withstand such a fierce woman? I felt like I couldn't hold back any longer... Just then, she suddenly stiffened, holding me tightly as if she wanted to strangle me, not moving at all: "Ah...ah...I~~I~~I can't take it anymore, I...want..."
At that moment, I couldn't hold back any longer, "Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft," I ejaculated all over her...
"What? You came again?" I nodded. She seemed to think I should hold back. Did she want more?
My Experience of Being Seduced (Part 4)
She lay quietly on top of me for a long time. Finally, we both slowly recovered. She gently kissed my face: "Dou Dou, I'm so sorry... Dou Dou, you don't hate me, do you?"
I was startled, staring at her with a question mark in my eyes.
"Silly child, don't you really understand what I'm saying?" I shook my head, waiting for her to answer herself: "Sigh, you're such a silly child!"
I still didn't understand what was going on: "What's wrong, sister?"
"You really don't hate me?"
I smiled: "What's wrong with you, sister? I love you so much, how could I hate you?"
"Silly child, you really don't understand?"
"Don't understand what?" I was a little confused too, my heart started pounding.
She continued to kiss me and said: "I fucked you, don't you hate me?"
My heart settled back down, and I kissed her sweetly: "My silly sister, how could I hate you? I'm willing to be fucked by you!" I smiled and continued to kiss her.
She suddenly froze, her beautiful, captivating eyes wide as she stared at me, as if I were some rare animal: "What did you say?"
I repeated myself: "I said, I'm willing to be fucked by you!"
The older woman stood there, looking at me and saying: "Are you stupid?"
I laughed and said: "I am stupid, because I love you, of course I'm willing to be fucked by you, especially since you fuck me so well!"
Seeing that I was being unreasonable and illogical, the older woman simply stopped talking to me, shaking her head helplessly: "You're such a silly child, you'll understand later." (Today we know that she felt a little guilty because she had taken my virginity. At the time, I didn't understand, and was even smug about being fucked!)
We got up and washed ourselves (back then, it wasn't like now; we had to fill a basin with cold water and then add hot water from a thermos). The older woman changed the sheets and threw them into the basin, fussing for over half an hour. Then we lay clean on the freshly sheeted bed again and continued chatting.
"DouDou, do you really like Big Sister?" Big Sister asked, hugging me.
"Of course, Big Sister is my goddess." Saying this, I leaned in and gave her a beautiful kiss. Looking back now, I was truly intoxicated at the time, thinking it was the greatest happiness in my life.
I gazed at my goddess with admiration, my eyes filled with love, kissing her endlessly. But strangely enough, no matter how many kisses I gave her, it never seemed enough. A surge of love overflowed from my heart, and nestled sweetly in Big Sister's arms, I truly wished I could just melt into her body and never be apart.
Seeing my blissful expression, my older sister said, "Dou Dou, are you really that happy to be with me?"
I nodded, "Yes."
She stroked my face and asked, "Are you willing to make me comfortable?"
"Of course, I'll do anything to make you happy." (Young people are always like this, making promises without considering the consequences.)
My sister kissed me and said, "But some things are a little difficult."
I gazed at her adoringly, "Don't worry, I'm willing to do anything, no matter how difficult, as long as you're happy."
"Really?"
"Of course, really." I said, softly kissing her neck, "Sister, don't you know how much I love you? I'll do anything to make you happy, to satisfy you."
"Sister, I'm yours, you can make me do whatever you want."
"Sister, I belong to you, you can make me do whatever you want."
...
I expressed my loyalty again and again, tirelessly, afraid that my older sister wouldn't believe my deep affection for her (children don't really understand much, but at that time and place, I truly believed it was my whole life; today, adults can't laugh at children who don't understand the ways of the world. In other words, children are pure and innocent, without the many concerns and thoughts of adults).
Due to my congenital disability (I'm 7 years younger than her), I always felt that she didn't believe my devotion, that I was just talking casually as a child, just for fun. Therefore, I did my best to tell her about my "loyal heart to the Party" (I received Party education from a young age and had a deeply ingrained orthodox moral view. From the bottom of my heart, I felt that I couldn't play with women, and that matters between the sexes had to be taken seriously, for fear of being misunderstood. Little did I know that I was being played, yet I still repeatedly expressed my true feelings to the person who was playing with me).
"DouDou is so good, your older sister really likes you." She said, kissing me as she spoke. I felt a sweet warmth in my heart, a happy smile spreading across my face...
My older sister continued to stroke me: "DouDou, did it feel good just now?"
I nodded deeply and whispered, "Yes."
"Want more?"
I nodded again, burying my face shyly in the crook of her neck... (If it were today, I might say no, but back then, a child like me didn't understand the horror of impotence; I only knew it was "pleasure.") My older sister's hand slowly slid down, gently stroking my penis: "You don't think your older sister is dirty, do you?"
I didn't even think about it, looking at her strangely: "Of course not, your older sister is my goddess!"
My older sister rubbed my penis with her hand, stroking it up and down: "Your older sister was afraid you wouldn't want to."
"I do, I do, older sister!" I didn't know what to do, I just kept shouting "I do," as if if I didn't shout it any slower, I would never have another chance.
"I know you're willing, I'm just afraid you'll find it dirty."
(I was genuinely anxious, as if to say I didn't love her, but I didn't really understand what was going on.) I thrashed about, kicking my legs wildly: "How could that be? How could that be? Even if I die, I won't find you dirty!"
"Then would you like to kiss me down there?"
I didn't understand at first: "Kiss down there?"
"Yes, kiss down there." My sister looked at me.
I still didn't understand: "Down there?"
"Silly boy, of course it's there! Go down there, I'll tell you." My sister let go of my penis.
At this moment, I vaguely understood what my sister meant; she wanted me to kiss her genitals. I trembled with excitement. I remembered that soft flesh and that still slightly wet urine (I still thought it was urine). Oh my god! My sister even let me kiss her genitals, I'm so happy! So intoxicated! I was incredibly excited (in my state of mind, how could I possibly find it dirty? Even if she really gave me some urine, I might actually drink it).
I quickly scooted down and recklessly pressed my lips against hers, kissing her haphazardly (by this time, the older sister had already spread her legs).
"No, no, where are you kissing?" I didn't know where the opening was, thinking that the furry patch was it.
"A little lower... a little lower... a little lower... yes, yes, that's it."
I finally found the spot, and my initial recklessness had subsided. I gently pressed my lips against it and kissed her.
Oh my god! It was wet and sticky there, not only on my lips but somehow even on my nose. I felt that the sticky, wet smell had a strange, indescribable smell, neither stinky nor fragrant, but it was a bit unsettling. I held my breath and kissed her again (just a light touch), and more of it got on my lips, the smell even stronger. Suddenly, I understood what that smell was—a fishy smell, yes, that's it! Seafood all smells like that.
"No, no, it's not like that. You have to kiss her with your tongue."
"Kiss her with my tongue?" I looked at her, bewildered.
"Yes, kiss her with your tongue, try it."
Although I felt a little hesitant, I was more than willing to comply (like I always say, I'd do anything to make her happy). I secretly took a deep breath and carefully placed my tongue against her. My head buzzed. My tongue touched soft, wet, warm flesh… I felt dizzy, not knowing where I was.
"Yes, yes, don't move away, move it up and down."
I moved it up and down as she said. Suddenly, I understood what "moving up and down" meant, what kissing with my tongue meant—it meant I had to lick her! Lick her urethra! I knew that was it, meaning she wanted me to lick her with my tongue!!
My head was buzzing. This shock was even stronger than the fucking I'd just experienced. I'd never known you could lick something like that. I'd always heard the word "slut" used as an insult since I was little. Could you really lick something that smelled like that?
I looked up at her: "It's...it's...a little fishy..."
She touched my head and laughed: "It's not fishy, it's pungent."
"Pungent?" I was confused.
"Yes, pungent is fishy, fishy is pungent."
I understood. So that fishy smell was the pungent smell.
"What's wrong? You think it's dirty?"
"No, no, I...I..."
"Silly girl, didn't we wash it all just now? Did you forget?"
I remembered. We had washed our private parts.
"DouDou, it's okay. Ah, that's just my sister's discharge, like sweat. It's not dirty."
So it wasn't urine, it was water? What is water? Oh my god, it's just water!! There's so much for me to learn. So much new knowledge all at once, smells, water—I can't process it all at once.
"If you don't want to, then forget it, get up!"
"No, no, I'm willing, I'm willing, I really am willing." I dared not hesitate any longer, and quickly put my tongue up to gently lick my older sister's vulva (this time it was my own choice, but actually I was afraid that my older sister would say I didn't want to and make me get up. In other words, my older sister was "playing hard to get" and tricking me).
The experience of being seduced (Part 5, The End)
I gently licked her vulva, and dared not breathe too loudly (if I breathed too loudly, the smell would come in), and the water covered my nose and tongue. My older sister spread her legs wide and lay quietly, and I licked her slowly, again and again. Slowly, slowly, my older sister began to pant: "Oh...hiss...oh...DouDou, harder...harder..."
"Ah...ah...hiss...so good...DouDou...so good...so good..." My older sister's voice began to change direction again.
As soon as I heard this kind of changing voice, I couldn't stand it, and I licked my older sister's vulva even more hard, having long forgotten about what was on my mind. She licked my mouth and face until they were covered in her juices, sticky and wet, sticking everywhere.
"Oh...hiss...okay, like that...oh...oh..."
"Ah...ah...oh dear~~I can't take it anymore! Dou~~Dou~~you, you, you put...your tongue...in, in...ah...ah...I want...I want...inside..."
Her roundabout way of speaking made me hot all over, and my penis got hard on its own. My mind was already being corrupted by her juices, I had no thoughts, I could only do what she asked.
I stuck my tongue in (I had no idea what "inside" meant or where, but I knew it meant inside, so I just shoved it into any available space), and into her eyes. Good heavens! The water, which normally flows downwards, now flowed down my tongue and into my mouth, filling it completely with her juices, which I couldn't spit out. Because we were so close, my nose was covered in sticky, pungent juices, making it hard to breathe. My sister was getting excited, and I didn't dare stop and spoil her fun, so I just opened my mouth to catch my breath…
Oh no, this is really bad. I wasn't prepared at all, and then I heard two "glug, glug" sounds. Taking advantage of my panting, a mouthful of her juices went straight into my stomach…
"Oh… oh… good… DouDou… please… don't… stop, ah… ah… don't… stop…"
Urged on by these wacky sounds, how could I stop? I didn't dare slack off at all; I worked diligently, serving her conscientiously.
Oh no, I can't breathe again! "Glug, glug," another mouthful of her juices went down my throat. At this point, I couldn't care less about my feelings; all I thought about was satisfying her, making her feel good. Since I'd already swallowed two mouthfuls of her juices, I just gave up. It didn't matter how much more I drank; I felt no guilt and started licking wildly.
I licked frantically, not caring about her eyes or the outside, just licking wildly up, down, left
, and right. I don't know how much more juices I swallowed, but I wasn't holding my breath anymore, just licking as I breathed heavily… I made this woman tremble uncontrollably, her legs opening and closing repeatedly, her mouth uttering "oohs" and "ahs," her buttocks moving up and down. She was completely overwhelmed. Her behavior aroused me greatly; I don't know why, but this "shouts and trembling" made me incredibly excited (from then on, I couldn't resist any woman acting like that).
"Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah... Ah... I can't take it anymore..." The older sister's legs were tightly clamped around my head, her buttocks moving up and down, rubbing her clitoris against my mouth (actually, she was using her clitoris to fuck my mouth). I stretched out my tongue and licked her clitoris with all my might, not daring to back down at all, even though my head was hurting from being clamped so tightly...
"No, no, I can't take it anymore... Bean, bean... bean, bean... Ah... quick, quick, quick... come up, I want... I want it... I, I want you..." The older sister grabbed my head with her hands and pulled it up hard.
I was getting addicted to licking and didn't want to stop. How strange, at first I felt a little nauseous, but now I didn't want to leave, I didn't mind the clitoris, I didn't mind the dirt, and I even thought the clitoris smell was so wonderful, the clitoris juice was so sweet, I wished I could drink more of the sticky clitoris juice flowing from the older sister's clitoris (from then on, she trained me to especially like this kind of thing).
"No, no... lick it, come on up... I want... I... I want you..." The older sister's hands pulled me up forcefully, and I reluctantly left her...
"Put it in, put it in quickly!"
I knew she wanted me to put my already hard penis inside. I thrust my big penis in hard, again and again, but I couldn't get it in. It either went up or fell down.
"Ouch, it hurts so much! Why are you thrusting like that!" The older sister said, grabbing my penis and pointing it at her: "Hard, hard... Yes, yes, ah... ah... ah ya~~ so comfortable... oh... really comfortable~~ oh..."
Under her guidance, I finally managed to push my penis into the older sister's vagina, but I didn't know how to do it (the last two times I was the one being fucked), I just kept pushing in.
"Fool, move it!"
Ah, move it, I didn't know how to move it, so I pushed in even harder.
"Oh no, that's not right!" The older woman grabbed my waist, pushing me back and forth.
Oh, I see, she wanted me to go in and out. Guided by her hand, I thrust in and out of her.
"Ah...ah...that's it, that's it, ah...oh...DouDou...you're fucking me so...good..."
Her words made my penis even bigger (strange, I can't resist women's suggestive sounds). Luckily, I'd already ejaculated twice, otherwise I definitely wouldn't have been able to finish. Now, because I was almost out of stamina, I couldn't ejaculate anytime soon.
I persisted, thrusting into her again and again. By this time, I was quite good at thrusting in and out. I saw the older woman with her eyes closed, occasionally opening them to look at me, then quickly closing them again, her head arching back as if trying to disappear into a wall, her face flushed. Good
heavens! This was when she was at her most beautiful, something I'd never seen before. Her face was rosy and incredibly moisturized, even her occasionally open eyes were watery and sparkling—she was absolutely stunning. (Strangely, at this time, some women even smooth out their wrinkles; I wonder if you've ever noticed?)
The older woman was shouting and stimulating my senses. Suddenly, she started moving with my rhythm, as if trying to throw me off balance, gripping me even tighter with both hands: "Ah...ah...harder...harder...DouDou...I want...I want...harder...ah...oh..."
Suddenly, she froze, completely still, gripping me tightly (it hurt a little), thrusting upwards with all her might (like a bridge). I dared not slack off, thrusting even harder, fucking with all my might (actually, I was no longer conscious at that point, just acting on instinct). I felt incredibly tight down there, and suddenly I couldn't hold back anymore (it didn't give me any time to prepare), "plop, plop, plop," and I went limp.
My older sister relaxed completely, and I tried to move, but she said, "Don't move, just lie there..." To be honest, I was exhausted by then, and I couldn't resist lying there. In less than four hours, I had given in three times.
From then on, my older sister and I often did this until her vacation ended. Later, both our families moved away from that building. Then, I had to take exams and go to university, and I never saw her again...
To this day, I still miss her. If I had the chance to see her again, I would gladly let her have her again, even though she's 33 now... even though she was actually just playing with me. I was deflowered at 14, but I don't hate her, I really don't. On the contrary, I think about her all the time. To be honest, I think it was quite beautiful, quite blissful. If I could live my life again, I would still let her have my way with me.
However, since then, I've had a lot of aftereffects: I especially like women older than me, I especially like being ridden and fucked by older women (meaning being fucked), and I especially want to climb on top of them...
Postscript: The title is "My First Time", but it's hard to distinguish between the first and second. It should be called "My First Three Times", but the title would be confusing, so I'll just call it "First Time"!

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