[A Mischievous First Night] (The Feeling of My First Time) (My Virgin Girlfriend)

My First Night with a Confusing Accident

She was my first girlfriend, and I was her first boyfriend.

While I was quite open-minded about sex, she was the complete opposite—a very conservative

girl.

Therefore, at the beginning of our relationship, I thought that before marriage, we'd only go as far as physical intimacy; I

never imagined we'd have sex so quickly.

The night we became boyfriend and girlfriend, I kissed her on the mountain.

It was our first kiss, and although I was quite nervous, I tried to remain calm on the outside; she, on the other hand,

was clearly flustered, frozen in place, unsure what to do.

For some reason, I slowly moved my hands down from her shoulders, gliding over her back,

stopping at her alluring buttocks.

I was a little nervous then, after all, it was only the first day, and I didn't know if she would accept it, or if she would just

walk away … But her reaction calmed me down a bit.

When my palm touched the curve of her buttocks, she trembled slightly, but there was no

obvious resistance.

Perhaps she was stunned and didn't know how to react? I slowly caressed her buttocks, occasionally giving them a gentle

squeeze, feeling her firm, bouncy bottom.

She buried her face in my chest without a word; I thought, if there were light, I could see her flushed

cheeks .

As for me, I only felt a surge of heat in my lower abdomen, my penis throbbing painfully inside my jeans.

My hands unconsciously tightened, pulling her closer, forgetting that my hands were on her buttocks

. As a result, the moment my lower abdomen touched her private parts through the fabric, my penis hardened even more, my

heart pounded faster, and I wondered what she was thinking. Nervously, I released her, and she took the opportunity to pull

away slightly from my body.

That night, we both blushed and walked down the mountain in a strange atmosphere.

Later, I grew bolder, and my hands were never idle when I embraced and kissed her. At first, I only dared to roam her

back and buttocks, but gradually I began to caress her breasts through her clothes.

At that time, I only felt that her breasts were so elastic and felt so comfortable to touch. And every time I increased

the pressure , her expression of biting her lip and furrowing her brows was so cute.

However, she still seemed a little scared, only daring to hold me still.

Two weeks later, on the weekend, I took her to Xitou. That night, as usual, I held her and kissed her, my hands

becoming increasingly unruly.

When my palm covered her chest, my heart suddenly raced. The touch was different from before… softer

… it turned out she hadn't put on a bra after showering.

She knew I had noticed, and a blush rose to her face, utterly captivating.

I boldly slipped my hand inside her clothes, pressing it against her skin, gradually moving upwards from her lower abdomen. When I

touched the lower edge of her breast, I couldn't wait to grasp her entire breast. Only then did I realize that her breasts were larger than they appeared from

the outside . Even with my hand spread wide as much as I could, I could only cover about two-thirds of them, and

the softness of direct contact was so much better than feeling it through a layer of clothing! As I kissed her, my hands kneaded her

breasts . I could clearly feel her nipples beginning to harden,

feeling firmer than soft in my palms. During our passionate kiss, she occasionally let out a few

involuntary writhe uncontrollably.

My body temperature rose, and my penis, not to be outdone, began to rise.

Suddenly, I stripped down to my underwear and impulsively asked her, "How about you take off your clothes and sleep with me?"

She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, we haven't known each other for very long. You... just

touch me through my clothes... or like you are now, okay?"

I persisted, "It's okay, I've already touched you, and I won't do anything to you...

"

She lowered her head slightly, pushed me away a little, and said in a very low voice, "You've already done something to me

..."

I got angry and blurted out, "Fine, I knew it! You don't trust me at all! Fine,

if you don't want it, you don't want it. What's the big deal?"

She kept her head down, not saying a word.

I turned around angrily and buried myself in the covers.

Ten minutes passed, and neither of us moved. I remained buried in the covers, while she remained sitting outside the covers on

the other side of the bed.

Thinking about it, I realized I had gone too far. It had only been two weeks; it was no wonder I had scared her.

It's a rare treat to go out, so it's best to have a good time and not make things awkward; it'll only make both of us uncomfortable.

Besides, there's always next time. And that rascal in my lower abdomen has already gone home to sleep, clearly bored.

Having made up my mind, I prepared to crawl out from under the covers and apologize. The moment my head peeked out, the light suddenly went out

, followed by darkness. Then I heard her climb into bed.

She had turned off the light.

"I…"

I started to say, but then I heard her soft voice: "You really won't do anything to me?" Now it was my turn to be stunned.

What was she planning? "Is that right?"

"Um…" I mumbled a blank "Um."

Still in a soft voice, she said, "Then… go back under the covers…"

I obediently lay back down.

In the dim moonlight, I could vaguely see her figure, untying her clothes.

T-shirts… shorts… wow!!!

She even took off her underwear! My little rascal under my crotch woke up from her slumber again…

After she got into bed and snuggled under the covers, I eagerly wanted to pull her into my arms, but she pushed me away with her hands and whispered

, “You promised you wouldn’t do anything to me.”

“Mmm, just hold you, caress you…”

“Mmm…” She released her hands, and I pulled her into my embrace, feeling her smooth skin.

It was the first time I had held her so freely. Our chests were pressed together, and I could feel her body temperature rising slightly, and the rise and fall of her chest caused

by her rapid breathing. 　　My hands slid down her thick, long hair from her neck along her back, the soft and elastic feel making my heart race.

I stroked her rounded buttocks and gave them a playful pinch. She cried out, "Ah!" and immediately said

shyly , "Stop it! Don't pinch me like that!"

I stuck out my tongue and said, "It's just a touch, what's the big deal?"

"You're so mean!" she buried her face in my chest and stopped talking.

I gently pressed my fingers against her skin, moving from her buttocks across her outer thighs to her inner thighs.

I took a deep breath and asked myself, should I continue moving upwards? Or should I stop here and not let her

think I was being too presumptuous? Exhaling the breath I had been holding, I withdrew my hand and moved it back to her back, hugging

her. "Go to sleep," I said to her.

Just as I had told myself, as long as we were together, there was plenty of time, no need to rush.

I let her rest her head on my hand, and we fell asleep in each other's arms...

I woke up in the middle of the night, looking at her sleeping face, and the more I looked at her, the cuter she seemed. I secretly kissed her cheek.

She hummed in agreement, turned over, and wasn't woken up.

A thought suddenly occurred to me: "I'll sneak a peek, maybe touch her a little. As long as I don't wake her, it

should be okay, right?"

I slowly got off the bed, turned on the bedside lamp, moved to her side, and gently pulled back the blanket.

Good, she wasn't awake.

My recent turn had placed her face up, allowing me to carefully examine her naked body. This

was the first time I'd seen her completely naked in the light!

Her breasts were firm; although they decreased slightly when she lay down,

they maintaining their original, beautiful shape. Her nipples, perhaps due to the air conditioning, were noticeably erect,

and the skin around her areolas was flushed. The descriptions in many romance novels and erotic literature of them being

like cherries, tempting to devour, perfectly captured the scene.

I moved my gaze downwards, skipping her waist and going straight to her most alluring lower abdomen.

Her pubic hair was slightly long, but not sparse, forming a small oval shape on her mons pubis. With a trembling excitement, I

reached out and stroked the long, soft tuft of hair. The texture was the same as her hair, giving a

comfortable feeling, completely different from touching my own (seems obvious, right?).

Slowly, I parted her legs, and her private parts were finally fully revealed before my eyes!

Perhaps because her legs had been pressed together earlier, her labia were pressed together. I swallowed

hard and gently opened the door with my fingers.

But because of the backlight, I didn't dare turn on the main light, and all I saw was darkness…

At this moment, the heat rising in my lower abdomen became almost unbearable. I steeled myself, thinking, "Let's just go for it!"

I pulled down my remaining underwear, and, holding my already erect penis, nervously and slowly

pushed my lower body towards her.

To avoid waking her, I had to brace myself on the bed frame beside her waist with both hands. To be able to attack effectively,

I also had to use my waist to support my hips. Oh my god, that was really tiring... But

what ?

Finally, after a long period of advancement (which felt like a long time to me), the moment of close combat arrived!

I thrust hard! Oh my god, it hurt!

Her vagina was narrow and tight, and without proper foreplay and lubrication, I got stuck as soon as I put my foot

in , and the pain made me want to scream.

Enduring the pain, I pulled back slightly, preparing to regroup and try again.

But when I looked up, I saw her two big eyes staring at me.

"I... this... I just... I..."

For a moment, I didn't know how to explain.

She didn't say anything, just got up, put on her clothes, climbed back onto the bed, and turned her back.

Startled by this, all my lust was extinguished, and I didn't dare to speak. I obediently put on my clothes and huddled on the other

side , not daring to approach her.

The next day, I had no interest in playing and went back down the mountain early in the morning.

For the next week or so, although we still saw each other regularly, she always kept

a small . I didn't dare to get too close to her, not even to kiss her.

Several times I tried to apologize to her, but she always changed the subject when I brought it up.

Her tone of voice was also overly polite, not at all like that of a boyfriend and girlfriend.

On the weekend, she suddenly asked me to stay at my place overnight. I agreed, but I

was uneasy and really didn't know what she was thinking.

That evening, I waited for her to shower and change in front of the dormitory, ready to drive her to my room.

As she walked out of the dormitory, her breasts bounced particularly boldly, clearly not wearing a bra.

My little tail started to stir again, and my eyes were fixed on those bouncy orbs that were undulating, unwilling

to look away.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Her tone changed from the overly polite tone of the past few days, returning to its usual liveliness.

"N-nothing...nothing..." I answered blankly.

"Then hurry up and go, what are you standing here for?"

"Oh...okay."

I rent a place from my god-sister, an apartment-style place, about 30 square meters. I live alone,

and I only need to pay for utilities, so I don't even have to pay rent, and you could say I live quite comfortably.

Today is her first time here.

"Wow! This place is so big, you live alone? That's great!" she said excitedly as soon as she entered.

"Oh...yes, because my sister and her family live elsewhere, so I'm all alone here."

"Hmm, then tonight will be very interesting." she said with a smile.

Huh? Interesting? What does she mean? She grabbed a cushion from the sofa, turned on the TV, and

started looking for a channel to watch.

I sat down a little distance away from her.

I stared at her blankly.

I hadn't noticed because it was dark, but she was wearing a white t-shirt with a wide round neck. Her slightly upturned

nipples made two small protrusions on the shirt, which were particularly alluring. She was wearing a mini skirt, not too short, about 20 centimeters

above her knees , but because she was sitting, the skirt was pulled up a bit, which just covered the bottom edge of her underwear, making

me anxious. Her smooth and rounded legs were crossed, sending a seductive message.

Simply put, after receiving these stimuli, my penis was already irresistibly erect.

How wonderful it would be to possess her body and unite with her…

“Hello!” A loud voice rang in my ears, pulling me back to reality.

“What are you thinking about?” she asked, blinking her big eyes.

“N-nothing…” I answered guiltily.

“Oh, really nothing?”

She gave a sly smile and said, “Then, what’s this?”

Her gaze focused on the bulge in my pants.

“That’s…it’s…” I didn’t know how to answer.

“You’re thinking about that day again, aren’t you?” she said sternly.

I lowered my head and remained silent.

Sigh, she’s still angry. What should I do?

"Hello~"

She leaned closer, "Don't make that face. I was really angry that day because you did

n't ... But I'm not angry anymore, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

"Oh..."

"Hey, cheer up!"

She patted my head and said, "I have a question for you..."

"What is it?" I asked weakly. Although she said she wasn't angry anymore, I still couldn't completely

relax .

"You guys... do you... all want to assault girls?"

What kind of question is that?

I answered cautiously, "Well... not really. Some people do, some don't.

It depends on individual sexual attitudes and the person you're with, and also..."

"Then..."

she interrupted me, "Did you ever think like that before?"

"I thought about it occasionally..."

"Then have you ever... done 'that' with anyone?" she asked curiously.

"No! I'm still a... virgin..."

"Oh, I see,"

she continued, "So what happened that day?"

"Me? That day it was because... your body was so tempting, so... that's why..." I blushed and couldn't

finish my sentence.

"And today?"

She deliberately puffed out her chest and said with a smile, "Will you want to today?"

Looking at her two protruding breasts and the cleavage I could see through her neckline, my face turned even redder, and my lower body

had already answered the question for me.

"Then... how about we try it?"

I almost fell off my chair!

"You... you... you're joking! This isn't funny at all!" I said to her in a panic.

"Who's joking with you?"

she pouted, "I finally mustered up the courage to say it, and you're like this..."

"No... no, but you used to... now... this... is too sudden..."

I hadn't recovered yet.

"I was hesitant to do 'that' before we got married. My mom kept telling me I couldn't let guys touch me

, which is why I reacted like that that day. But..."

She paused, then continued, "From the moment you started touching me through my clothes, I got a little excited. I

often found myself 'down there' when I got back to my dorm..."

Her face flushed, and her voice trembled slightly. "That day, you put your hand directly on my skin

, and I was trembling with excitement, my heart was racing, and I felt so hot... But because you

promised not to mess around with anyone, yet you secretly got up in the middle of the night to... that's why I got angry. But these past few days,

I've noticed... that feeling... I'm getting more and more... I..."

She lowered her head more and more, her voice growing softer and softer.

At this point, I roughly understood what was going on. I hugged her and asked, "Do you feel a little comfortable,

but also a little hot and uncomfortable?" She nodded.

"Don't you... have you never masturbated before?" She gently shook her head.

A typical virgin, she hadn't even explored her own private parts. No wonder she squeezed me so hard that day.

I pulled her onto my lap, stroking her back as I asked, "So, that's why you dressed like this today, trying to seduce me

...you know?"

"You're so naughty! I...I'm too embarrassed to say it..."

Her face flushed even more.

"Are you...decided? You won't regret it?" She kept her head down, not answering.

Okay, although she'd just said a bunch of random things, I really doubted whether she even knew

what she was saying, but at least I was certain she wouldn't refuse my advances tonight.

And I didn't need to lie to myself. Although I was initially startled by her drastic change in attitude,

I was already aroused. So, I'd do it!

I turned off the TV and led her into the bedroom, laying her on the bed.

At her insistence, I didn't turn on the main light, only the bedside lamp.

As I quickly took off my clothes, she was also taking her clothes out from under the covers; as I made

my penis erect, she put her underwear aside.

Clearly, she was completely naked under the covers.

The sidelight made her facial features appear more defined.

Pulling back the covers, her skin was immediately exposed to the warm glow of the light; one hand covered her breast, the other lightly

concealed her genitals.

I climbed onto the bed, lying on my side beside her. Before long, my lips touched her face.

With a passionate French kiss, I pulled her hands away from her chest and began to caress her breasts.

At that time, my caresses were completely unskilled; all I did was gently pull and twist her

nipples , or knead them with my palms.

But even these clumsy movements elicited a physiological response from her: she sucked on my tongue more forcefully

, began to breathe heavily with a nasal tone, her half-closed eyelids began to twitch, her body began to heat up, and

her legs curled slightly and tightened…

I released her hands and stroked her long hair; her forehead and hair began to be damp with sweat.

I moved my hands away from her breasts and towards her lower abdomen, brushing past her soft pubic hair, applying pressure with my fingers…

I forcefully parted her tightly closed legs, allowing my hand to slide in.

Without much effort, my hand slipped between her thighs and felt a wetness,

her labia slightly parted, the entrance to her vagina faintly visible.

I separated her tightly pressed lips, took a deep breath, and asked her uncertainly, "I...

want to go in...is that okay?"

She nodded slightly.

I rolled over and pressed myself against her, spreading her legs, moving my hard penis to align with the mysterious entrance of her woman's

body .

When the head of my penis touched the hot, wet vaginal opening, I suddenly paused, hesitant, but the

burning didn't give me time to think, propelling my body forward.

The moment there was actual contact, the same pain as that sneak attack came, I could feel

something pressing down, hindering my entry.

Stealing a glance at her, I saw her frowning, biting her lip, her hands gripping the sheets tightly; clearly,

she was also enduring pain.

Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later anyway…

I gritted my teeth and pushed my lower body forward a little further.

The pain didn't last long. After feeling the glans break through the hymen at the vaginal opening, the

oppressive pain disappeared, replaced by a warm embrace. My penis felt soft and comfortable;

although it still felt like pushing against muscle tissue to move forward, it was no longer painful.

I slowly pushed my lower body until our genitals were completely joined before stopping, exhaling the breath I had been holding, and

finally relaxing completely.

I lay on top of her and whispered in her ear, "Does it hurt?"

She opened her eyes and glared at me, saying, "Of course it hurts! It's my first time..."

"Oh... I'm sorry..."

I said innocently, but then asked her again, "Can I... move a little?"

She whispered, "Um... but be gentle... I'm afraid it will hurt..."

"Um..."

I held her shoulders and started moving my lower body, slowly, gently...

but... embarrassingly, after less than ten thrusts, I ejaculated before I even felt anything...

"How could it be so fast? I didn't feel anything at all... it's not fun at all..." I said to

myself .

"What's wrong?" She noticed my movements pause and asked me.

"I... I ejaculated inside..."

"Huh?" She was a little surprised, as if she didn't know what had happened.

"It's over..." I said, my face flushed and a little defiant.

"Oh..." she said, "I didn't feel anything... it just hurts a lot..."

"..." I didn't say anything.

"Shall we clean this up?" she asked.

"Hmm..."

I clumsily pulled my penis out, grabbed some tissues to clean up the mess for myself and for her.

"Be gentle! Clumsy...it hurts..." she cried out.

"Oh..."

I stared blankly at the few bloodstains on the tissue after wiping.

Her first time, and mine, ended just like that.

Something I had been looking forward to for so long ended in an instant, without me even feeling it.

"It's not real at all, not fun at all..." I thought to myself.

She climbed into bed after showering, still smelling of shower gel.

"Hey...it's not fun at all except for the pain, and now it's still swollen and painful down there...

let's okay?" she said.

"Oh, okay..." I replied noncommittally.

I turned off the light and held her as we fell asleep.

Back then, we never imagined our sex life would become so wildly unpredictable, so

completely different from how it feels now…

And… even now I still don't know why her attitude changed…

(The End)

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