Let me experience the beauty of sex

To be honest, even now, I still think that day was incredibly shocking.
My first time was ruined by those two beautiful, unkempt women. It was my
third year of university, and back then, renting apartments off-campus was common. We were a headache for the school, the clubs, and the teachers – the teachers couldn't control us, we were very free.
So, a friend and I rented an apartment off-campus in a village in Zhengzhou. There was a ten-story building, and we lived on the ninth floor. We agreed to rent for four months to try it out. But then, something happened, and we ended up falling out, and my friend moved out. I ended up living alone in that one-bedroom apartment.
Because the rent was cheap, several families lived on the ninth floor, four of them women – mostly recent graduates or young women working outside the university. The five of us became friends because we were all around the same age, and we'd often share food we cooked. And because I'm a good person, I'm not a bad person, and I'm very honest. So they all liked to invite me to their parties. Perhaps it was because they had been in the workforce for a long time.
They would often tease me, for example, pressing their bodies against my back and asking if I was excited, telling dirty jokes, and flirting with me. Sometimes they would deliberately show their white thighs or lift their shirts to reveal their white bellies, and then ask if I had a nosebleed. Some even bluntly asked if I had an erection. But to be honest, I was naive back then and often felt embarrassed, and my embarrassment became their source of amusement.
Although it was embarrassing, these women were all very kind. They helped me with many things I couldn't handle, and even washed some of my clothes when I was sick.
Among them, two women, one named Sister Ya and the other whom I called Sister Yiyi, became my first teachers of sex, allowing me to experience the wonder of sex.
Sister Yiyi wasn't very tall, about 160cm, but she looked petite and cute, with perky breasts and skin as white as milk. Ya Jie was five years older than me at the time. She was very slim, probably between 168cm and 170cm tall. Her legs were beautiful, without an ounce of fat, and she had abs. Her buttocks were the most alluring I'd ever seen on a real woman—perky and full, with a perfect curve between her hips and waist. Just looking at them made me want to ejaculate. Her face was average, slightly above average, and flat-chested.
Once, Yi Yi broke up with her boyfriend, who slapped her. We all stood up for her, including myself, and we scratched and beat the guy until he was a mess. Later, that jerk called and demanded a lot of Yi Yi's things. Yi Yi gave them all to him and told him not to contact her again. Later still, I heard that the guy had been arrested for soliciting prostitution and needed money. He contacted Yi Yi again, and honestly, Yi Yi was too kind. She scraped together some money to give him, saying that since they had known each other, they should at least have some consideration. This time, Ya Jie wouldn't stand for it. Because of her straightforward and outspoken personality, she said, "Why are you being so shameless? Why do you still have anything to do with someone like that?"
Ya Jie remained opposed, and eventually, she and Yi Yi started arguing. I was alerted and went to check on them. I found Yi Yi crying, and Ya Jie was also in tears. I don't understand women's issues, so I asked what was going on. Although they were both crying, they were still at odds. Finally, I got annoyed and impulsively pulled them both into my arms. They struggled, and Yi Yi even pinched me, but I felt that this was the only way to resolve the situation. I held them both tightly, comforting them and patting their backs to help them catch their breath. While patting their backs, I touched their bras, and my penis immediately became erect. But at that moment, it was purely an impulse to help a friend.
But as I patted and comforted them, the atmosphere started to change. Their sobs subsided, their faces flushed, and my heart raced. The patting turned into caresses, and I began touching their waists and hips. I could feel the fluid from my penis soaking my underwear, making it hard and hot. They started to cling to me. Finally, Sister Ya said, "Okay, don't cry," and the three of us hugged each other. I could feel their breasts. Then, Sister Yi sniffed and kissed Sister Ya, then kissed me without hesitation. Sister Ya kissed Sister Yi, then me. I felt bad for not kissing them as part of the group, so I kissed them all back. When I kissed Sister Yi, her face was right in front of mine, so I pressed my lips to hers. Sister Yi gave me a French kiss, soft and alluring. After that, Sister Ya gave me a French kiss. I lost my first kiss in the heat of the moment between two young women.
Then, my hands and theirs started to wander. I began to touch their buttocks, their bare thighs, even lifting their clothes to caress their smooth abdomens, breasts, backs, buttocks, and even pubic hair and...mysterious private parts that I had never touched before. And so, incredulously, the three of us lay on the bed, frantically beginning the fusion of flesh and penetration. Sister Yi's vagina was short, but her skin was smooth, her areolas pink, and her breasts looked beautiful; I sucked on them desperately. Sister Ya was slender, with no excess fat; her vagina felt incredibly tight after penetration, seemingly due to her regular exercise. And with rear-entry thrusting, it didn't take long before I ejaculated deep into her vagina, captivated by her slender waist, full hips, beautiful legs, and her magnetic breathing. I preferred seeing Sister Yi's face directly, that alluring, almost ecstatic expression, and in the end, after only a few thrusts, I pressed hard against her cervix and ejaculated wildly.
My first time having sex, I was surprised by how short my stamina was, yet I could still have sex afterward—my stamina was truly remarkable. And back then, I didn't even know how to use any protection; looking back, I realize how naive I was. The two older women, perhaps they had been suppressing their feelings for a long time, or maybe they were too proud to admit it, didn't make me use any protection. Perhaps they truly considered me one of their own, which is why I
had such a wonderful memory and felt like I possessed them. Afterward, I found myself irrevocably addicted to this feeling. Whenever I wanted it, when no one was around, I would hug Sister Ya from behind. She would initially resist, but after hugging me for more than twenty seconds, she would give up, and I could then fully enjoy our lovemaking. Sister Yi was more reserved; sometimes I needed to half-jokingly, half-force her to let me penetrate her, but she often made me use a condom. But none of that mattered; what mattered was the feeling of being alone together.
Because it's been so long, my memories might be a little hazy, but that's roughly how I experienced it. I'm sorry, Yiyi, but during one of our subsequent sexual encounters, I insisted on not using a condom. She reluctantly complied, but unfortunately, she became pregnant. She had to have an abortion, and it was the first time I cried in front of a woman, feeling pain for her. Later, Yajie went to a new workplace and left my place. She then invited a few of us to her own house (she paid the down payment herself; honestly, I admire her independence and resilience). In that house, I had sex with her again and again, ejaculating inside her. Finally, after graduation, when I needed to return to my hometown, we spent several days in Yajie's house, the three of us going crazy, each desperately releasing our bodily fluids, because we knew it might be the last time in our lives.
Yiyi got married later, and we chatted online. Occasionally, when I visited her city, I was afraid of affecting her family, so I didn't want to contact her. She knew I still had feelings for her, and sometimes she would come to my hotel and we'd have sex, but more often it felt like a friendship, like siblings, just to satisfy my needs. Ya also got married later, started her own travel company, started smoking, then divorced, dated again, and broke up again. But she's still thin and hasn't remarried. Sometimes I feel she's drifting further and further away from me. But when it comes to relationship issues, she still contacts me and talks to me. Sometimes when she's extremely depressed, I rush to her side because I'm worried about her. Sometimes she'll hug me and we'll have passionate sex, letting me fuck her hard, and then she'll cry after orgasm, asking me to hold her tight. She always wants me to ejaculate inside her without a condom, saying she likes the feeling of me giving so desperately.
This relationship ended after I got married. Although I could still have them now, my feelings are different. Perhaps in a few years, this relationship will fade away? I don't ask for it to last forever; I just remember what we had.

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