My First Time

My First Time

It's often said that women never forget their first love, while men may have an even deeper impression of their first time.

Below, I'll share my own first time, hoping to spark discussion and encourage more men to open their hearts, thus enriching

our understanding of eroticism.

I was 17 that year, about two months after Hong Kong's return to China. I don't remember the exact date, but I remember the weather

was quite hot.

That day, I was alone at my aunt's house watching TV. In the afternoon, a friend who lived next door came to ask

her to play mahjong, but after not finding her, she went back to her room. A while later, I heard the sound of running water across the hall. The

woman was showering in the communal bathroom (at that time, each floor had residential rooms on one side and a shared kitchen

and bathroom ).

Hearing the sound of her showering, I suddenly imagined what it would be like to see her naked, lathered with soap. A surge of lust

ignited .

Soon after, she finished showering, got dressed, and came to sit behind me watching TV. I was so

flustered at that moment, completely oblivious to what was happening on TV. Only one thought occupied my mind—to have sex with her.

After much internal struggle, I steeled myself, turned around, and said to her, "Let me have sex with you, I

can't hold back anymore (absolutely my exact words, may I be struck by lightning if I'm lying). My mind went blank when I said it.

I didn't even notice her expression, only remembering that she said no. My heart sank, and I subconsciously asked why.

She said, "I'm afraid your aunt and uncle will come back." (Oh my god, I see.)

My heart, which had been half-cooled, warmed up again. There was still hope, so I said they wouldn't be back, that they were all out

playing and wouldn't be back until evening (I didn't know if they would be back immediately)

. She seemed to be hesitating, said "wait a minute," and turned to leave.

When I left, I thought she was definitely using this as an excuse to leave, and I thought I had really lost face this time...

But things didn't go as planned, and unexpectedly, she came back into the room. I was overjoyed, pushed her onto the bed,

and started to undo her skirt. After struggling for a while, I finally heard her say, "The zipper is in the back." I quickly rolled her over and

pulled her skirt down from behind. My lust was burning, but there was still a pair of panties sticking to her. Without a word,

I ripped them off, finally revealing the private parts of a mature woman I'd only ever seen in porn—two

large labia forming a slit, sparse pubic hair. By today's standards, she wasn't exactly a beauty (

back then I'd only seen some foreign women in porn, so I couldn't really tell the difference). I pried them open, revealing a pink

, fleshy opening. Forget about foreplay or technique, I pulled off my shorts and pounced on her (I was so eager).

She cooperated, spreading her legs with both hands, waiting for me to penetrate.

I fiddled around for a bit, but before I could get in, she grabbed my penis and shoved it inside (she was even more eager than I was).

The moment it went in, I felt an unprecedented pleasure (much better than when I masturbated). Just as I was feeling lost and confused from

my first experience, she started writhing below me. Waves of pleasure coursed through my body.

So this is what fucking really feels like! I reached out to touch her large breasts. She was wearing a bra, which felt hard,

and I considered taking it off, but then thought it was too much trouble and gave up. Looking at her expression, her eyes were slightly closed, and she was panting

heavily, looking like she was having an absolute blast. I thought to myself, "Her expression is even more exaggerated than the actresses I've seen in porn. I

used to think those were just acting..."

Before I could think of anything else, I felt a wave of intense pleasure throbbing down there, and then the pleasure subsided.

She was still writhing, though. After a while, I felt nothing at all; it seemed my penis had

gone soft. Only then did she reluctantly stop. After I got up, she pointed to the bed and said to clean it up. I saw a few

milky white specks—that must be my semen. The whole process lasted less than two minutes. The brief pleasure didn't bring

me any joy. Afterwards, I felt incredibly regretful that my first time had been given to someone

I had no After that, I was constantly worried that I might have premature ejaculation, and for a

while, I couldn't even move my own penis. It wasn't until last year when I met my girlfriend that I overcame

this psychological barrier… Haha, that's my first time—real, complete, and reliable.

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