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My First Time

Her name was Xiao Shi (her surname). She was introduced to me by a friend; she was a distant

cousin of my friend. At first, we only communicated by phone. We had never met in person. I was in Guangzhou, and she was in

Dongwan. We chatted for almost half a month. We felt we got along well, so we arranged to meet. I took Tuesday off.

I took a bus at 7:45 am and it took more than two hours to get there. I arrived after 10 am. She picked me up at the station.

When we met, I felt she was average-looking, but passable.

She seemed to like me quite a bit. She took me to a small hotel and booked a room (she herself

lived in the company dormitory). She ordered food for me and then told me she had to work in the afternoon. She said she would

spend time with me after work that evening. I was a little angry when I heard this. Her attitude was quite different from when she first met me. I was a little

annoyed , but helpless. She probably noticed my expression and said, "Don't be angry, I promise

I'll spend a good night with you." Later I learned that she had no other choice. She's a production team leader, and that day she happened to be shipping goods. She

only gave me this half-day off after a difficult negotiation with her superiors.

I waited anxiously for several hours. Finally, she finished work, and we went out for dinner together. We bought some daily necessities at

the mall then returned to the small hotel. I first asked her about her work. She

repeatedly explained and apologized. I said many nice things to her, and we gradually started chatting about everyday things.

The atmosphere slowly improved. Then we talked about love, naturally our views on love,

and our hopes for the future. The fact that we could talk like this already showed that she had fallen in love with me at first sight.

Later, we talked about marriage. We were both completely absorbed in the conversation, feeling like we had instantly fallen in love. Just as we

were talking so much that we lost track of time, her phone rang. It was one of her roommates calling, asking why she

wasn't home yet. I glanced at the time; it was past 11:40. (Their company rules state

that no one can freely enter or leave after midnight). She looked at me. I gave her a "whatever" look. She thought I was unhappy

, and to avoid disappointing me, she told her colleague she wasn't going back. I was secretly pleased!

Seeing that she wasn't going back, I chatted with her haphazardly for a while, stalling for time. Seeing that she really couldn't go back

(it was too late), I said, "You have to work tomorrow, why don't you go to bed early?" I

agreed . But she insisted on showering before sleeping! I don't know if this was her germaphobia or if she was already mentally prepared

to do something with me that night. She showered first. But when she came out, she was still dressed. I was speechless! Then

I took a quick shower and couldn't wait to go to bed with her. Because I knew what I had been

waiting was about to happen.

Looking at her, still dressed, I asked her, "Are you going to sleep dressed?" She hesitated and didn't answer.

I said some things that now seem like deception! Because I felt she was just pretending to be reserved.

I coaxed and tricked her until she took off her outer clothes. After saying things I liked, I started my advances

. First, I tried kissing her; at first she was uncomfortable. But after a while, she gradually became more involved. I knew she was smitten with me

at first sight and wanted to win me over. This was my bargaining chip for getting her tonight. I felt

ashamed of my thoughts, feeling a bit despicable. What if we couldn't be together in the future?

It wouldn't be easy to explain to my friend, since she was her cousin. But a man's inherent lust and sexual

desire made it impossible for me to stop!

I kissed her lips. I touched her neck. Her questions made her a little excited. Of course, my hands weren't idle either,

roaming freely over her body. I reached up from under her pink bra. Her breasts were so soft, softer than I

had imagined. The joy and pleasure from that softness were indescribable. Humans are greedy. I wanted to unhook

her bra so I could enjoy those soft breasts more unrestrainedly. I'd never experienced

anything like this . But it didn't work. Unexpectedly, she sat up on her own and took off her bra.

I quickly laid her down, my right hand on her left breast, and my mouth began kissing and sucking her right.

Her breasts were very white, like the white of a Caucasian. I kissed, sucked, and touched them. Her breasts began

to change, slowly turning red. Her face was also red. While I was doing all this,

my thighs were constantly rubbing against her genitals through her panties. Seeing how much she enjoyed it made me

happy.

I kept kissing her lips, her face, her neck, her breasts, and

everywhere . I kissed almost her entire upper body. My thighs continued rubbing against her genitals. Because she

told me it was her first time (meaning she was a virgin). But from her behavior, I was a little skeptical.

But this was my first time. I wanted my first time to be perfect. So I spent a long time on

foreplay. Because I knew... The longer the foreplay, the wetter she became. That meant I could penetrate her smoothly and have my first time properly.

Her panting moans told me she was aroused.

But I didn't know how aroused I should be. So I kissed her breasts and continued caressing her body,

even though I desperately wanted to have sex with her right away. This thought had been with me the moment we got into bed. To have sex with her. To have sex with her

properly . It was a lewd thought.

A disgusting thought. But that was truly what I was thinking at the time.

Suddenly, she leaned close to my ear and said, "It's okay." I felt a surge of excitement. I knew she wanted

me to have sex with her properly. Thinking about this, my already rock-hard penis felt like it was about to burst. But I pretended

not to hear what she said and asked her, "What did you say?" I asked this partly out of selfishness. To

lessen the responsibility—no, not less responsibility—if we ever broke up, I wanted less guilt.

This thought was disgustingly sinful. Her already flushed face turned even redder. But she still said in a voice I could hear

: "You understand, it's okay to do it." We were both incredibly excited. Both of us were

tormented by desire, needing to extinguish the flames of lust with each other's bodies.

Having obtained her consent, I climbed on top of her, frantically pulling off my only underwear and tearing off her

only sanitary pad. I could feel that she was already very wet. I tried to insert my penis into her vagina. But

I failed. My penis slid down along a slit. Missed. I tried again. Still, I couldn't get in.

I was getting a little anxious. I got up from her and knelt between her legs. This was the first time I had seen a woman's genitals up close and

clearly . It was slightly different from what I had seen in porn and erotic pictures before. The first thing that caught

my eye was a tuft of dark pubic hair. It wasn't very long, nor was it very thick. This pubic hair extended down along the inner thighs

, sparsely. In the middle was a raised, pink, bun-shaped mound. It was quite prominent. I had never seen it in porn or erotic pictures

before .

There was a small slit in the middle of this mound. Along this slit, I could see some translucent white liquid. I knew that

was her vaginal fluid. I held my penis with my right hand, and with my left thumb and forefinger, I pressed down on both sides of the mound

, forcefully spreading it apart, trying to widen the slit so that my penis could enter. Using the

slightly I tried to insert the glans. But the slit was still too small; only half of the glans went in.

I looked up at her. I saw her biting her lower lip, as if she was ready for me to completely penetrate her. It meant

she was ready for me to do it.

I didn't hesitate. I thrust forward forcefully, penetrating most of the way in. A lot of the base of my penis remained

untouched . I felt my penis being tightly enveloped. I heard her groan. Her expression was strange, because I

couldn't tell what she was feeling from her expression.

I hadn't expected it to be so tight. It gripped me tightly, like I was wearing a tight band. But this tightness

excited me. I enjoyed it. My blood was surging.

I didn't move anymore because her vagina was gripping me so tightly, it felt like I couldn't move anymore. I enjoyed

the exciting feeling brought by this tightness. I finally inserted my penis into a woman's vagina. I had done it with a woman. I was excited,

thrilled, and also nervous. This feeling was amazing. It made me feel like I was in space, floating,

a little dazed. I half-lay on top of her, preparing to thrust. I was ready to fully experience the feeling of having sex with a woman for the first time

.

I was going to enjoy it. But as I was about to retreat and advance, having pulled back less than an inch before pushing forward again,

my mind suddenly went blank, as if I'd been electrocuted. My body trembled. I felt like I was floating in a weightless

state. I longed for that unconscious state. The feeling was indescribable.

I ejaculated. I climbed on top of her, feeling this hazy, dreamlike sensation. I felt

the pleasure of my penis contracting inside her. When I came to my senses, I felt shame and regret. I knew I had ejaculated prematurely, and she

realized I had too. When I pulled out my now less erect penis, I saw some milky

white liquid mixed with red seeping out, seeping from the crevice between her red breasts. I knew

it was my semen. Was the red liquid her virgin blood? I froze, seeing her crying expression. It was already

because I hadn't performed well the first time. (Actually, I knew the first time wouldn't last long. But I didn't expect to be so bad.) I was

a little annoyed. She was still crying. Was she dissatisfied with my performance? I didn't shed a tear when I touched her hymen.

Now she's crying, and it's making my heart race. I was going to say something, but with her crying, I didn't

know what to say. Besides her low sobs, there was only silence.

After a long while, her sobs subsided, leaving only intermittent sobs. Suddenly, she asked me: "Don't you

love me?" Hearing this made me even more depressed. But helplessly, I said countless lies about liking her

to comfort her. I explained that most men are like this the first time. I said that after doing it a few more times, it will last longer.

It's a normal phenomenon. Women will also get happier the more they do it. I held her, comforting her, soothing her, until

she calmed down. During this time, I was hard for a long time. I wanted to turn over and do it to her again, but seeing her

pitiful look, I restrained myself. I just held her like that, watching her slowly fall asleep. I also

fell asleep without realizing it.

My first time ended like that. It wasn't perfect. It had regrets. It had all sorts of unsatisfactory aspects. The place. But

it was my first time. I will remember it forever.

The next morning. I woke up first. I found my arm so sore and numb that I could hardly move it. I gently

pulled my arm out from under her shoulder. I massaged it randomly for a while. It felt much better. Looking at her more closely, I found that the blush on her face

hadn't faded yet. Looking at this lovely girl, my morning erection, which had just subsided, stood up again.

Instinctive impulses made me restless again.

End of this article. This was my first time with sbvnx, so there isn't much erotic description. Because

I think the first time is important for everyone. I dedicate this article to remember my first woman. Shi XL seems to

think that, no matter how perfect Even the most regrettable first experiences are still meaningful in some way, representing a kind of growth. Creating original content is hard work,

so I hope everyone will cherish and support it. I will continue to work hard and hope everyone likes my work. Look forward to

my next piece!

Morning Awakening Continues the Bond

Introduction: Last time I wrote about my first sexual experience with my first girlfriend, Xiao Shi. Although it wasn't perfect, it was

unforgettable. This time, I'll continue writing about our battle in bed after I woke up this morning!

Seeing this stunningly beautiful naked temptation lying beside me, how could I resist? My darling immediately got an erection

. My hands also became restless. First and foremost, of course, were her most alluring breasts. I

had already I still cherish the comfortable feeling my large, white breasts gave me. They still feel so soft to the touch,

because they're no longer so unfamiliar. I also feel that she's mine now, so there's no need to rush.

Touching her now feels more like a leisurely pleasure.

She woke up from my touch, saying it tickled. But I didn't care whether she was ticklish or not. Seeing she

was awake, I didn't hold back anymore. I rolled over and pressed myself against her, starting to kiss her. She gently pushed me away,

but couldn't move. She said I was too heavy, and I thought I was hurting her. Just as I was about to get off her, my body barely lifting slightly,

she unexpectedly hugged me tightly, not letting me get up. I asked her in a puzzled tone: "Didn't you say I was too heavy

? Why won't you let me get up?" Her face flushed. Shamelessly, she said to me, "I like it."

After exchanging smiles, passion began to surge!

I stroked her smooth skin downwards. Soon I reached her pubic area. It was

already glistening with dew. I used my legs to spread her legs apart. Holding my already erect penis,

I probed the position and thrust forward forcefully. My penis went in more than halfway. Just at the moment of penetration...

She let out a loud scream, which startled me. I'd never heard her scream like that before. Last

night, the first time I had sex with her, she only bit her lip and her facial muscles tensed up. She didn't make

the scream I'd imagined... So I asked her what was wrong. She told me it hurt a little. Seeing that I didn't move,

she added, "It's okay, much better than last night."... Hearing her say that, I used the momentum to push forward.

The part that was still outside went in. She let out another "Ah," a little softer than before.

It was still just as tight. But my male instincts kicked in

, and besides feeling the tightness of the newly opened woman's vagina, I

instinctively started thrusting.

Maybe there wasn't as much fluid in her vagina as I'd thought. At first, the thrusting wasn't very smooth.

I didn't know if it was because her vagina was so tight, or because there wasn't enough fluid. With my strong thrusting,

she also started making some "uh, uh, ah, ah" sounds, though they were as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

But it was enough to excite my nerves. I arched my back, my hands around her soft waist and lower body. The most

primal . My penis withdrew. Then thrust in again.

All those methods I'd read about in books—the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, the seven in, seven out, three swaying motions—were completely forgotten. I just saw my penis emerge, her

pink flesh turned outwards. Then I thrust in forcefully. The base of my penis touched her mons pubis. I could hear

the rhythmic slapping sound of flesh against flesh. Along with the slapping sound came her moans of pleasure: "Ah. Ah. Mmm. Mmm."

And our panting.

I saw my penis thrust in and out of her pink vagina. Then in again. Then out again.

This is a feeling only a man can experience when having sex with a woman. A sense of conquest, a sense of control.

Sex is truly wonderful. I experienced this wonderful feeling. I saw her body

sway .

With each sway, her large, white breasts bounced back and forth. She kept

moaning along with my thrusts. The moans were clearer than before. These lewd sounds and

the sight excited me even more. I don't know how many times I thrust. I felt uncontrollably excited. I was about to ejaculate

.

I gripped her waist tightly with both hands, and my hips thrust into her vagina with accelerating speed

. Her body and voice coordinated with the final thrust. With a cry of "Ah!", I

inserted my penis completely into her vagina, sending all my offspring into her womb. My body and

mind experienced double pleasure and satisfaction. All that was left were our panting breaths.

I held her soft body, feeling and remembering all this beauty. I whispered to her

: "Thank you." This thank you was sincere. I thanked this wonderful body for the wonderful feeling it gave me. She also

hugged me tightly and told me about her feelings. She said that it hurt a little at first, but then it gradually

subsided. A strange feeling slowly appeared. Unlike last night, where it was just pain, nothing but

pain, today's feeling brought her some joy, some enjoyment. She even said

how wonderful it would be if it could always be like this. Seeing her wistful expression, and recalling the image of my penis going in and out of her vagina,

my hormones started acting up again! (I don't have that same vigor now, I'm referring to the

intervals . I need to rest for at least ten or twenty minutes before I can go again).

Because our bodies were still tightly intertwined, including our genitals,

my penis . Now it was starting to swell again. I felt it

growing bigger and longer inside her. As it changed, I thrust deeper. She felt the changes inside her and knew I

was about to fuck her again. She slapped me and said, "You naughty thing, you're going to bully me again

." But her body started to writhe. I grinned mischievously and said to her, "Didn't you just want it to stay like

this?" As I spoke, my already fully erect penis thrust in and out of her vagina. She let out a soft "oh,"

her face showing pleasure.

Because of the semen I'd ejaculated inside her during our previous encounter and the vaginal fluids,

it wasn't as strenuous as before. I asked her if she was enjoying it. She told me that it still hurt a little occasionally,

but it was also very comfortable and she liked it. I lifted her up by the waist, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, essentially putting me

on my knees while she straddled my thighs, her legs wrapped around my waist. I

'd seen this position in porn before,

but after a few thrusts, I felt like I couldn't get any leverage. I wanted her to move, but she did

n't to be able to exert much force either. To help her, I grabbed her buttocks with both hands and pulled her upwards. Her body

slid up my thighs, and my penis penetrated deep into her vagina. My hands... As I loosened my grip, her

body slid down her thighs. My penis withdrew slightly from her vagina. Then I lifted her shapely buttocks, and

my penis plunged back into her vagina. I had found the method. I began to lift and

release her, making her body rise and fall. This made her feel very good. Because her head was on my shoulder, I could hear her

moans very clearly. The sounds came right next to my ear, which also made me feel good. It was just tiring for my

arms.

After a while of this, my penis felt good, and her vagina felt good, but my kneeling legs didn't feel so good

. So I turned her body slightly to the side and spread her legs straight. With her legs straight, she was on top of me, so I

couldn't maintain my balance. I lay down, and she became the woman-on-top. She noticed this position.

Her already flushed face turned even redder. She said to me in a hushed tone, "You're bullying me again." "But

the sexual instincts that had been aroused within her body made her hips sway back and forth involuntarily. This way, I hardly had to

exert any effort. I could wholeheartedly feel the pleasure that the woman's vagina was giving me. To

clearly see the movement between my penis and her vagina, I casually pulled over a pillow and placed it under my head. To

achieve greater pleasure, I guided her to start moving up and down.

As I watched her sit down, my penis slowly disappeared into her pink vagina. Looking up,

her two large breasts were also swaying dramatically. At that moment, I suddenly had the feeling that she was fucking me, rather than me

fucking her."

After a few moments, she was panting heavily, saying she couldn't go on and had no strength left. I sat up and slowly

pushed her down, simultaneously curling my legs back. I knelt beneath her, spreading her legs apart

into a normal fucking position. This position allowed me to control the speed of my thrusts. I quickly thrust my penis

in and out of her vagina. She was also very aroused, shaking her head wildly. One hand even

began to knead her breasts. I knew she was enjoying herself, so I

thrust harder and faster, withdrawing and then thrusting in again, pulling out quickly, repeating this innate human

instinct .

Her moans grew louder, and I began to pant. I dare say that if someone

were standing outside the door, they could hear her moans. Her lewd movements and sounds stimulated my nerves, driving my

body to move even more intensely. I could hear the smacking sound of my penis rubbing against her vagina. My penis thrashed inside her vagina

, pulling out white foam and vaginal fluid with each thrust. Her moans grew louder,

finally culminating in a loud scream, even louder than the first time I penetrated her that morning. Then silence fell,

and I felt a rhythmic pressure on my penis for several seconds. Then I heard her moaning again.

Had she orgasmed? I didn't ask. I just continued thrusting. My forceful thrusts turned her moans into soft groans, like crying but not quite. A sound and expression

of unbearable yet boundless pleasure . 　　Her swaying body, her swaying breasts—it was all so incredibly pleasurable. Having sex with a woman is truly joyful . I continued like this for a while. Feeling my limit approaching again, the final sprint began, thrusting at top speed. I could feel my penis starting to heat up. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I thrust my penis deep into her vagina, holding her tightly, as if this would enhance the pleasure of ejaculation. 　　Just as I hugged her tightly, I vaguely heard her moan. Then I felt her vagina sucking my penis, and I could feel the contractions of her vaginal muscles. Her body also began to convulse. We held each other tightly, savoring this ultimate moment of pleasure. At that moment, there was a sacred feeling that we had become one in spirit and flesh. 　　Later, she told me that she didn't know if that was what others called an orgasm. But she did experience it twice, making her feel like she was living or dying, as if she had entered a state of selflessness. She believed that was her orgasm. Hearing her say that, I felt very proud. I felt a sense of accomplishment. (But the situation where I, sbvnx, could make a woman have has only happened three times in total to this day)... 　　We held each other tightly, our bodies intertwined. When we both calmed down and got up to shower, we found that half of the bed was wet. It was soaked with our sweat. In the middle of the bed, there was a large wet patch that was noticeably different from the rest of the bed. There was a little bit of my semen, but most of it was her vaginal fluid. I pointed to the deep remnants, but before I could even speak, she seemed to know what I was going to say. She pinched my arm and ran off to the bathroom. I shook my head with a smile and followed her; after all, this forgotten scenery couldn't compare to a romantic bath together.

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