A Few Memories Author: Floating Clouds True Stories

I was a freshman in college when I first had my first
sexual experience. I had just graduated high school and was studying alone, enjoying a leisurely and comfortable life. After being bombarded with porn, I was increasingly eager to experience sex. My girlfriend at the time, let's call her Yingzi, was a high school classmate who didn't go to the same university as me. She was 162cm tall, not particularly beautiful, but she had practiced ballet as a child, so her legs were very straight, her skin was exceptionally fair, and most importantly, she had no resistance to men's touch; she would go limp at the slightest touch.
Strictly speaking, we weren't really boyfriend and girlfriend anymore, since we had broken up after high school graduation, but we were still in contact. Later, I found out that she hadn't been a virgin since her freshman year of college,
and she claimed it was to get revenge for my breakup, so she just casually lost her virginity to some random guy. Haha, who would believe that? Women, like men, lie without batting an eye. No one needs to care about the truth.
Anyway, although we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend anymore, we still kept in touch. When I went home for vacation, I asked her out. Since she wasn't a virgin anymore, I figured I might as well sleep with her. I remember it was a very hot day. We'd just booked the room when she knocked. It was the first time I'd seen her since high school graduation. She was wearing a black sleeveless dress, standing at the door with a half-smile, and seemed a little fuller than in high school. It seemed being with a man really did change her. As soon as
she came in, she hugged me and cried, saying I didn't want her and that's why she'd found someone else. I secretly chuckled to myself; I hadn't asked her that, why was she confessing? She was obviously acting. But outwardly, I still tried to comfort her gently
. That's how you deal with women—play dumb. I gently pulled her into my arms, kissing her hair and face. Actually, we knew each other's bodies very well. Although we hadn't actually done it in high school, we'd tried everything except penetration. I knew she was the kind of person who would go limp at the slightest touch. So I pulled her down onto the bed and began to kiss her. The familiar, sweet scent of a young girl wafted towards me. Looking at Yingzi's flushed face and the glistening tears in her eyes, I saw she was clearly breathing heavily under my pressure and caresses, her chest rising and falling.
I gently lifted Yingzi's dress; she was wearing a light blue girl's bra. Her breasts weren't large, maybe a B cup, but they were exceptionally white and firm, with fine beads of sweat in her cleavage. I couldn't resist any longer. I pulled down Yingzi's bra and sucked on her pink nipple. Her nipples were the most exquisite I had ever seen; the areolas were just the right size,
pink in color, and they would stand erect with the slightest stimulation, turning a rosy hue after becoming engorged, making them irresistible. With my left hand, I cupped her breast, while my right hand slowly pulled down Yingzi's panties.
Yingzi whimpered, "Mmm...mmm...you bad boy, what do you want to do?" Her face was flushed, and I knew she was aroused. Normally, a single kiss would make her legs go weak, let alone my relentless bombardment of her most sensitive nipples.
"What do I want to do? Of course, I want to fuck you..." My experience tells me that while women are generally somewhat averse to such vulgar language, a man's possessiveness can amplify their lust when desire is aroused.
Sure enough, Yingzi's fair legs twitched incessantly, and she began moaning incoherently. I put on a condom (I had practiced many times beforehand to lose my virginity, please don't laugh), pressed against Yingzi's lower body, and tried to penetrate, but couldn't find the entrance. Yingzi burst out laughing, "Don't you know how?"
I was a little embarrassed and angry at that moment, and without saying a word, I thrust in with all my might, my swollen penis plunging completely into Yingzi's unexplored paradise.
"Ah..." Yingzi opened her mouth wide, wanting to scream but not quite letting out a sound, pushing me away forcefully, "It's too big, it hurts...no more..." Hearing such words at that moment was undoubtedly the best praise for me. At that moment, I had many wicked thoughts, thinking, "Anyway, you're already a whore who's been fucked, why pretend to be a virgin?" I felt my penis being tightly gripped, making it difficult to thrust. I could only press down on Yingzi, slowly grinding against her, partly to relieve my own excitement, and partly to let Yingzi get used to it.
Soon, Yingzi stopped screaming in pain, and her lower body even began to twist intentionally or unintentionally, cooperating with my thrusts. Old wolves all say that once a woman is fucked, she has no restraint at all, and I think that's very true.
"Ah...ah...I like you, I like you." Yingzi moaned incessantly, giving me immense pleasure. I couldn't resist kissing her fleshy lips. Being inexperienced the first time, I couldn't resist a woman's slightest initiative. I thrust a few times, tightly squeezing Yingzi's breasts. That's how I lost my virginity.
Later, I found opportunities to have sex with Yingzi a few more times. She always wanted to be my girlfriend again, but I felt our personalities were too different. Besides wanting to have sex with her, I had no other thoughts. Over time, we drifted apart. Now I hear she's married, and I hope she's happy. After
my first time with oral sex
and my complete breakup with Yingzi, I met a girl named Jing. She was about 160cm tall. I was instantly attracted to her—a 34D bust, a perfect figure with curves in all the right places, and long, slender legs. She was the kind of woman who would drive you wild. Having experienced sex with Yingzi, I became completely addicted to it. Whenever I saw Jing, all I thought about was how to get her into bed.

After getting to know each other a bit, Jing seemed to have a good impression of me. One summer, the school's water was cut off, and we both really wanted to shower. I suggested we get a hotel room. Jing hesitated for a moment but didn't refuse, which made me think things were looking promising.
We found a hotel. I showered first and sat on the bed. When Jing came out, she was wearing a dress-like nightgown. When she leaned over, her large, white breasts almost popped out. I forced myself to hold back a nosebleed and chatted with her casually on the bed.
"Be my girlfriend," I said. "Will you marry me?" Jing replied.
I was stunned. I was just over 20 then, not as smooth-talking and shameless as I am now. I was genuinely considering this, even though I was driven by lust. I still said, "Who knows what the future holds?"
"We'll see," Jing seemed a little disappointed.
But at that moment, I couldn't control myself anymore. I grabbed her and kissed her. Unexpectedly, she didn't resist at all. We wrestled on the bed, Jing's kisses even more passionate than Yingzi's. I couldn't wait to reach for her breasts, finally touching the breasts I'd been longing for. They were so big I could barely hold them in one hand, but the areolas were quite large (generally, women with large breasts don't have small areolas; I prefer small areolas). I bit, pinched, and kneaded,

teasing Jing's breasts in every way possible, completely engulfing her lust. Seeing that the time was right, I prepared to thrust, but unexpectedly, Jing suddenly sat up and pushed me away. "We're not married, I absolutely won't let a man penetrate me." Seeing her so decisive was like a bucket of cold water poured over my lust. I felt once again how naive I had been to agree to her request.
But my erect penis wouldn't give up so easily. Remembering how actresses in porn movies perform oral sex, I tried to bring my penis to Jing's mouth. Jing didn't refuse and silently took it in, but she seemed to be in great pain. Her mouth was small, and my penis,
while not particularly long, was thick enough. This kind of small girl had no skill whatsoever; she spat it out after a couple of sucks and kept coughing. But Jing still tried her best to take it in again, maybe feeling bad for me.
I started teaching her how to lick with her tongue, just like in porn movies. At first, it was very uncomfortable for me; her teeth kept bumping against mine, making me wince in pain. But later, she gradually got the hang of it, and I started to feel great. I couldn't help but hold her head and try to push it in. Jing actually managed to endure it without making a sound. But that time, I still couldn't ejaculate.
The story that followed was a repetition of oral sex and breast sex. Jing's big breasts still evoke fond memories for me, but for some reason, I could never ejaculate. Maybe her technique was too immature. Until one time.
That time, Jing came to my house wearing a business suit. I can't stand that kind of attire. I grabbed her and put her on the bed, pulled out my hard penis, and Jing instinctively took it in and took off her shirt.
She was wearing a black lace bra, a half-cup type, revealing half of her areolas. I was incredibly excited. I squeezed her breasts, giving her oral sex, then breast sex, then oral sex again. Suddenly, a jolt of electricity shot from my brain to my penis. My penis throbbed, and I felt an unprecedented pleasure, and I'd never ejaculated so much semen before. Jing choked, and semen sprayed from her mouth. But I wasn't finished. I held her head down, immobilizing her. After several seconds, I pulled out and smeared the remaining semen on Jing's face. It felt amazing.

Later, Jing worked at a bank, and I often asked her to come see me in her office uniform. I'd massaged her breasts until they were quite large, and she was very familiar with my penis. She showed no shyness during oral sex, probably because it happened so often. I don't know how much semen I'd ejaculated on her breasts, face, and mouth;
I'd say I'd ejaculated on every part of her body. But I always kept my promise and never had sex with her. I don't understand why, even after we both became so promiscuous, she still wouldn't let me have sex with her, preferring to endure the immense pain herself. So her husband should be very grateful, I helped him train his wife's unparalleled oral skills without ever taking her virginity.
This is just a little bit of recollection, I'm writing it down to share with everyone. If anyone is interested, I'll continue writing...
[The End]

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