My High School Sexual Experiences

In my final year of junior high, I suddenly grew to 1.8 meters tall. I also played basketball frequently, so I was quite physically strong. When I got to high school in the provincial capital, I immediately became the object of many girls' attention. Girls would often bring me breakfast.

For a whole month, there was always a KFC burger on my desk every morning. I had no idea who put it there. But the deep-sea cod burger was really delicious, so I didn't hesitate to eat it. Finally, one morning in February, I saw that it was Y who had put it there. Y was the rich kid in our class. Her father was the vice president of a chemical plant, and her family lived in a villa area in the south of the city. She had a chauffeur who drove her to and from school every day. She was also very beautiful, tall, and knew how to dress well. Most importantly, she had a large bust, and was the object of our fantasies every day. But no one dared to pursue her because she always seemed aloof, and with such a wealthy family, why would she be interested in people like us?

Actually, I wouldn't say I particularly liked her. It was just a lot of novelty; I wondered what it was like to be a rich kid, and there was also a touch of gratitude, after all, I'd eaten so many of her burgers. More than anything, I had too much theoretical knowledge at Q's house and really wanted to put it into practice.

So we arranged to chat in class during lunch break. Since I was from my county and went to school in the provincial capital, I had to live on campus. She would tell me to be patient at lunchtime, and after she finished lunch, she would secretly ride her bicycle to a restaurant to bring me shredded pork with garlic sauce. Then she would bring it to my classroom and watch me eat.

That year, for my birthday, she gave me an MP4 player. I would occasionally go to an internet cafe to download a few movies to watch in my dorm. That day, a classmate gave me a website where I could download porn, and it just so happened that the Edison Chen photo scandal broke out, so I downloaded those photos and showed them to my deskmate, asking him to exchange them for "Slam Dunk." The next day at noon, Y was bored and casually turned on the MP4 player, and saw the photo of Cecilia Cheung and Edison Chen performing oral sex. She said, "How could there be such a disgusting photo?" I said, "What's disgusting about it? Look, they're big stars, and they're doing this. It's not disgusting at all, it's actually quite comfortable." She said, "Would you like this?" I said, "Of course! Look how comfortable Edison Chen is, which boy wouldn't like that?" She said, "Can I touch it?"

I have to say, youth was so much better.

My penis would get rock hard the moment I touched it. Unlike now, I have to masturbate for a while to get hard before I can even go all the way, and sometimes it goes soft while I'm wearing a condom. She touched me through my pants for a long time, but I got annoyed, so I pulled her hand inside my pants and let her touch me properly. My hand also ended up touching her breasts. I could feel that they were different from D-cup breasts; she was wearing a bra. So I asked her to take it off, but she refused, so I reached in and touched her breasts from above. They were so soft, like cotton, and they smelled wonderful. She touched my penis, and I touched her breasts. Soon I felt something strange, like I needed to pee. I couldn't hold it in anymore, and I ejaculated all over her hand.

Yes, it was my first time masturbating. She helped me.

And so, every time after evening self-study, we would get intimate in a corner of the school, on the deserted playground, or at the corner of the stairs in the shopping mall across from her house. "Intimacy" was really just her giving me handjobs while I touched her breasts, her buttocks, and kissed her. Occasionally she'd give me oral sex, but there was never any real progress.

Luckily, though, the first girl I dated was willing to give me oral sex; I was truly blessed. But every time I asked to put my theoretical knowledge from her home into practice, she ruthlessly refused. Although her oral sex skills improved with practice, I was always curious about what penetration felt like. Finally,

after a year of dating, she agreed to be with me.

It was a Sunday afternoon. I picked her up from her apartment complex and took her to a small hotel near the train station.

The hotel was run-down; the owner immediately recognized us as students. He loudly declared fifty yuan an hour, plus thirty for blood on the sheets. The hotel,

shabby on the outside and even shabby on the inside, only had one bed and one motor. There was no bathroom.

We didn't do much foreplay; we just wanted to quickly explore that unknown world, what it felt like, whether it was as comfortable as it seemed, and whether it would truly cause any changes in our bodies.

Eager to see more, we had already stripped naked, and only then did I see her breasts in full. Later I learned they were a D cup. They were so big I couldn't even hold them in one hand. After touching and licking them, I pulled her onto me; she was already soaking wet down there.

Strangely enough, I penetrated her easily, clearly feeling her hymen, but encountering little resistance. The feeling of being enveloped was incredibly pleasurable; my mind was completely blank. Without any instruction, I started thrusting in and out. She said she didn't feel much pain, just a swelling and soreness down there. However, unexpectedly, her orgasm came earlier than mine; the increased wetness and stronger enveloping sensation made me want to ejaculate. I ejaculated inside her too. We lay there holding each other for a while, chatting. She said it felt strange, like I had conquered her, like I had melted her. Then she leaned down and kissed my penis, which stimulated me, making me hard again, and I came again.

Just after I ejaculated the second time, the boss came knocking on the door. Yes, when we turned on the light, we were both shocked. The sheets were stained a large amount

of blood. The shopkeeper then asked for 100 yuan, saying there was blood on the blanket too.

Sigh, she paid that 100 yuan.

Yes, I lost my virginity to her in my second year of high school. That was September 14, 2008.

Later, her dad bought her an apartment across from the school so she could live there for convenience while studying. And that convenience suddenly became mine. I still remember that neighborhood was called Gardener's Community. The apartment was on the first floor, a two-bedroom, one-living room unit. The previous landlord hadn't moved out, so we would occasionally cook together.

I must say, although Y wasn't a good student, she was very virtuous. From that day on, I rarely bought food for myself. Breakfast was mostly hamburgers, lunch was food she brought from restaurants, and dinner was usually hot pot or noodles at her apartment. In short, I saved a lot of money and bought her many CDs of Fahrenheit and Wang Leehom (she liked Fahrenheit and Wang Leehom).

Later, as I got to know her better, I discovered that her family wasn't happy. Although her father was wealthy, he didn't love her and had many women outside the marriage. He even once had a female college student he was keeping tutor her. From then on, she lost all interest in studying. Her mother didn't care about any of this; she spent her days playing mahjong and ignored her. Her father was too busy to care for her, so he could only provide for her materially. It took a lot of money for her to get into our high school. But being with me felt warm and cozy, like having hot pot in her house—that's when we truly felt like family.

We made a pact to go to university in Beijing, stay and work, and start a happy family. Then we'd open a hot pot restaurant called YY Hot Pot Restaurant, because both our names contained the letter Y.

Unexpectedly, in the first semester of our senior year, she transferred to a program at New Oriental in Beijing for half a year. Then her father bought her a place at Renmin University of China.

After she left, she left me a cell phone, paid the monthly bill, and wanted me to contact her.

Unfortunately, she later got a boyfriend in Beijing, and we lost contact.

[The End]

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