[I was having a cold war with my boyfriend, but I ended up having fun with a boy five years younger than me]

A while ago, I had a fight with my boyfriend, and we were in a cold war. We

contacted each other much less. Since we don't live together, I suddenly felt very

empty. Although I suddenly had more free time, I also found myself feeling bored and lonely more

often.

About six months ago, I met a

guy five years younger than me who was still in university (hehe, maybe not young for some people, since he's already 18).

At the time, I genuinely treated him like a younger brother. During my cold war with my boyfriend,

a younger man happened to start contacting me. In fact, knowing we were having a fight, he

would often call me late at night for long chats, which helped me pass the time.

At first, we just talked about trivial things, but gradually, we started joking around. Occasionally, he

would invite me to dinner. However, since he's just a college student and doesn't earn money yet, most of the time

I paid for his meals. Plus, I'm five years older than him, so I basically treated him like a younger brother. There's no logic in a younger brother treating

his older sister to dinner.

One night, however… He insisted on treating me to dinner. After dinner, he walked me home. On the way, we passed

some parks and saw many couples cuddling and kissing in the shadows. He felt aroused, and

even turned around to stare at hot girls. He also kept peeking at a couple kissing and caressing, earning him

glares and comments like, "What are you looking at? Can't you enjoy your own girl?"

I felt embarrassed. We walked back to my place, and as we walked, he quietly

put his arm around my waist and said, "It's too dangerous here. If a guy puts his arm around you in the park at night, no one

will want to take advantage of you.

" His excuse was this: he tightened his grip on my waist, praising my beauty and great

figure , showering me with compliments that made me feel like he was my boyfriend. Eventually, I succumbed to his charms; even the slightest

compliment made me lose my senses. Later, as we approached my door, and he was about to take me

home, he suddenly asked, "Sister, are you and your boyfriend at the point of 'home run'?"

He even took the opportunity to pull me up by the thigh, mimicking a standing sex position. At that moment, I was suddenly

overwhelmed by his actions. I had been feeling a bit lonely, wondering what to do that night.

Hearing his question, I suddenly felt a surge of mischievousness and replied, "It's not just a home run,

several people have already scored on home plate!"

Then, I playfully nudged his penis with my pubic mound. Sure enough, he

was stunned by my bold answer and actions, momentarily speechless, his face turning red to his ears. I felt quite pleased with myself. After

a while, he finally stammered, "You really are a mature woman, very experienced. I've never even reached second base,

let alone home plate."

I playfully retorted, "What mature woman? How old am I? Don't label me like that."

And so, we continued... Before I knew it, he had followed me into my apartment. Since I rented

a suite, we could only sit on the bed and chat. I felt he kept glancing at

what was under my short skirt. "Hey, where are you looking!" he said, quickly turning his eyes away. I even felt he had seen

my underwear. Although I said it, my body seemed to have a certain expectation of being violated. I

could even feel some discharge coming from my vagina.

He finally mustered up the courage to say, "Sis, I have no sexual experience. I envy your rich experience.

Can teach me...?"

"What! Kid, you're thinking too much! I've only had two or three..." "It's just a boyfriend, okay?"

I said, "You have no experience, just go get a girlfriend and you'll have one!"

He said, "But, I really like you

, big sister!" I said, "You're five years younger than me, don't even think about eating swan meat."

After saying that, I kicked his slipper off my foot at him, right in his crotch. I wasn't

sitting properly, and I used too much force, so my body fell back a little. Unexpectedly, the little boy's crotch was

hit by my shoe, but he didn't even cry out. What's worse, while I was falling back,

he leaned on me, pinning me down and pulling my hands over my head. He pressed me against the edge of the bed, and taking advantage of my

momentary inability to resist, he began kissing me

. I never imagined that I would be kissed by a boy five years younger than me. I had always treated

him as just a little brother. I could feel my skirt being pulled up slightly, my legs being

spread apart, and even his hands roaming over my chest and genitals. He held my hands down with one hand and

spread my legs with the other, his body still pressing against me, continuing to kiss me. All I could do was make

"ooh, ooh" sounds in response. Even through my underwear, I could feel his penis was already erect and hard.

A very strange feeling filled me as he pressed his penis against my private parts. Once he got his way, he didn't stop, caressing my

body and kissing my lips, saying, "Just now, I lifted your thighs at the door and pressed my

penis against your pussy, and I felt so excited."

I thought to myself, "If this continues, I'm definitely going to be 'fucked' by this little boy."

This feeling was a mixture of surprise, guilt, and a strange excitement of being violated.

At this moment, a young virgin was pressing down on me, kissing me without any restraint, and his penis was

clearly fully erect. I felt that if this continued, he... Just as I was feeling completely

lost, his tongue left my mouth and began to move to my most sensitive spots—my ears,

my neck, and so on. These areas are my Achilles' heel; if a man keeps kissing them, I almost always succumb

to his ministrations. His tongue then moved to my armpits and began licking them.

Because my hands were pinned down and his tongue was sliding under my armpits, it felt both itchy and slippery. My vagina opened and

released lubrication, and even through my underwear, I could feel his penis rhythmically

thrusting against me

. Oh my god! I felt like it was real sex, no different from real sex. Unable to control myself, I

moaned. I felt completely drained, only my mouth still able to moan.

Seeing that his strategy had worked and I was completely captivated by his charm, the young man

awkwardly began to undress me. He removed my top and pulled down my denim shorts, leaving me only in

underwear covering my private parts. I remained sprawled on the bed, helplessly watching what unfold. It

was his first time being so close to a woman wearing only underwear, and his hands trembled as he

stealthily touched my private parts, hesitant to proceed further, seemingly lacking the courage to remove my underwear. Having had several boyfriends and already possessing sexual experience, I felt even more uncomfortable

under his rough handling. 　　If it were any other man, my body would have been far beyond what he had done to me by now, but he was still tickling me through my underwear. I had no choice but to take the initiative, after all, he was just a young, inexperienced 18-year-old . "You're hurting my breasts, you're squeezing too hard," I groaned, and he immediately... He withdrew his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Then he sat blankly on the edge of the bed. I could only say plaintively, "Then hurry up and take off your bra to check if I'm hurt anywhere." He hesitated for a moment, but I caught a glimpse of his penis, which was already erect in his pants. I had no choice but　　 to sit up, turn around, and turn my back to him. Then, I slowly took off my bra. As my bra came off, my breasts were immediately exposed. I deliberately turned my back to him and checked my breasts, looking here and there and touching them. At this moment, I felt as if there were eyes watching me from behind. I heard him swallowing repeatedly. "Sis, let me check for you, okay?" he said, swallowing. Then he wrapped his arms around me from behind and started kissing the skin on my back. I trembled all over from the kisses and laughed lewdly. I fell back onto the bed, but this time I turned over and faced him with my trembling breasts. He also pulled me down at the same time. When I turned over, his eyes were no more than 5 inches away from my breasts. At a distance of centimeters 　　, his eyes widened as if he had seen something. His male instincts were aroused , and he grabbed my breasts, instinctively licking them from the cleavage to my nipples. He licked one side, then the other, until my breasts were covered in his saliva, making me incredibly itchy. Only then did he begin to suckle my nipples. 　　Having not tasted a man's touch in so long, I seemed eager to indulge myself, so I lay there moaning Seeing that I was almost completely aroused, he seized the opportunity, grabbing my underwear belt and roughly ripping off my last line of defense—my underwear. When he pulled off my underwear too, his eyes were like those of a raging beast desperately staring at my vulva. My vulva felt incredibly shy under his gaze, and it even involuntarily contracted. But to him, this contraction and expansion only excited him more. "Sis, I 've never seen a woman's private parts before. You're the first I've ever seen one." 　　"Sis! Is this what a woman's pussy is like?" 　　"Sis, why is your pussy so slippery and wet?" 　　"Did you pee?" 　　I was so embarrassed by his words that I wanted to disappear. I said, "Girls' pussy gets like this when a guy touches it. " 　　I deliberately covered my opening with my hand. He immediately pulled my hand away and reached out with his other hand, using his fingers to spread my labia majora. He finally saw the opening of my vagina. Due to excessive excitement, the opening was opening and closing, and my juices were flowing out. At that moment, just lying there imagining my wanton pussy being lecherously stared at by a young man almost gave me an orgasm. My legs were practically weak and I couldn't close them 　　. I could only close my eyes and let him continue playing with my pussy. I even started pinching my own breasts He wasn't satisfied with just looking, so he used his fingers to spread my labia minora , making the opening wide even more noticeable. 　　He was like an a... Like the male actors in the film, he would tease my clitoris with his fingers, then insert them into my vagina . I was lying naked on the bed, legs spread wide, my private parts wet and open, letting him play with and manipulate me. My vagina felt like his toy. 　　I could feel his breathing becoming more and more rapid. Then, he quickly pulled off his pants and jumped onto the bed like a wild animal, pinning me down and forcibly holding me. He spread my legs even wider, almost into a split, my vagina wide open , facing him. He then used his already erect penis to penetrate 　　my vagina. (The last sentence appears to be a separate, unrelated thought and is not directly related to the previous paragraph.) All my boyfriends were experienced veterans; they would start with a little flirting before making love. None of them had ever played with my vagina like this young man . He started by undressing me and playing with my vagina until I was almost weak in the knees before finally thrusting his penis into my vagina. I felt a mix of novelty and guilt about "eating a child," which in turn gave me a strange My vagina was already leaking a lot of fluid. His hard penis, though thrusting in suddenly and roughly due to his lack of experience, didn't cause 　　And so, because of a cold war with my current boyfriend, I was now naked, being fucked by a young man , 　　and it was his first time. 　　Perhaps because it was his first time penetrating a woman, he quickly wanted to ejaculate. Before ejaculating, he held me tightly, not letting me move an inch. I knew this was a boy. Just as I was about to ejaculate, he gripped me tightly, and I groaned, "Oh! Oh! You're going to ejaculate, pull your cock out of my pussy quickly, don't ejaculate inside !" 　　The boy ignored me and continued to thrust into my vagina, saying, "Sister, it feels so good to have my cock gripped by your pussy, ten times better than masturbating! Sister, it feels so good, I can't pull my cock out!" 　　After saying that, he continued to thrust into my vagina violently. I could feel his cock swelling and getting harder and harder, and his expression became more and more rigid and red. I knew that if I didn't pull it out, he would ejaculate inside my vagina "Quickly... hurry up and pull it out!" I even started to push him away 　　. But because I wasn't as strong as him, he held me even tighter. Finally, after I felt his glans , he spurted out a stream of warm liquid that directly scalded my cervix. Then, with his continued thrusting, streams of warm liquid continued to spurt out, continuously scalding my cervix.

He ejaculated, releasing his first load of semen deep inside my vagina. After he finished, he gradually relaxed

his arms around me, and I had no choice but to accept his semen. Because he ejaculated so quickly, although I felt good, I

didn't reach my peak and felt a sense of emptiness and regret. So, after he ejaculated inside me, while his penis was still

soaking in my vagina, enjoying the afterglow, I suddenly became aroused and curled my legs around his buttocks,

opening my vagina wide and thrusting hard. Each time I thrust, I could feel his glans

softening.

Finally, after dozens of thrusts, I ran out of energy, and his penis completely softened. Semen mixed with

vaginal fluid flowed from my vagina, smearing my pubic hair, while his penis

slid out of my vagina along with the vaginal fluid and semen. I finally slid my legs off his buttocks, panting heavily…

Later that night, he slept at my place. I barely slept that night because young people

have good stamina. Throughout the night, he continued to have sex with me two or three more times, and each time it

lasted longer and longer. Each time he ejaculated inside me. Later, I don't even know how many orgasms I had. I simply didn't bother

to clean my vagina because I didn't know if he would get aroused again that night and wake me up to "do it."

The next day when I went to work, my legs seemed to have become bowlegged. However, I

quickly and started refusing to see him. After he found out about the situation, he seemed very lonely. Occasionally, I

would gently reject his calls because a momentary passion cannot last. We are five years apart in age, with different physical strengths and different

views Making love for one night seems romantic, but being together for a long time doesn't seem good.

I think I seem to have hurt another guy's heart. However, I think I was passively accepting it at the time. It should

be his fault!

Besides, he was the one who got pleasure from being deflowered. I shouldn't care too much about that young guy's feelings

!

However, a series of developments still occurred between him and me after that...

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