Rekindling the First Love

In 2013, my junior high school classmates organized a reunion on QQ. It had been a long time since I'd seen them, so I decided to attend. Actually, I don't smoke or drink, and I generally don't like these kinds of drinking parties. But my old classmates kept inviting me, so I went. When I arrived at the restaurant, wow, there were four tables full of people! Besides junior high classmates, the organizers also invited a small group of elementary school classmates. In fact, I knew most of them because we went to the same elementary and junior high schools consecutively. During the meal, classmates chatted about the past, and also moved around to chat with their close friends. I looked around, and actually, I'd caught a glimpse of my first love, Qian, sitting in the corner chatting with her classmate. My first love and I got together in the second year of junior high. Back then, we were young, and it was just holding hands and going on dates. Nothing more. I really liked her then; I even wrote a letter in blood for her—my hand still hurts when I think about it. Later, when we went to high school, I was a poor student, so we went to schools far apart, and that was the end of it. We hadn't been in touch much since then, only hearing that she'd gotten married and had a child. I really didn't expect to run into her at this reunion.

First love, you know how it is. There was always a lingering feeling. After chatting with the other classmates for a while, I noticed her sitting alone, so I went over and
asked how she was doing. She said she was doing well raising her daughter alone. Single? I immediately understood. We didn't continue the conversation in that direction, just asked about work and other things. Because my intentions weren't pure, I was just making conversation. Of course, I didn't hide the fact that I was married and had a child. Later, we exchanged phone numbers, and I told her to let me know if she had any difficulties. Then everyone went their separate ways. After that, I kept in touch with her on WeChat, and she would confide in me about her troubles. Of course, I'm not exactly a saint either, and as we got more open, the conversation drifted to things related to sex. We've both been through it, so we didn't hold back. Of course, her words revealed that she hadn't forgotten me all these years.

During our move, she asked me to come help. Later that evening, after the helpers left, it was just the two of us. We washed our hands and sat on the sofa chatting, talking about everything under the sun. We gradually leaned closer, and I put my arm around her waist. Even though she's 36, she's maintained a fantastic figure. She'd even shown me pictures of herself in a bikini on WeChat—she looked incredibly hot. Slowly, our tongues intertwined, and our passion ignited instantly. While our tongues were locked, my hands weren't idle either. I slowly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her alluring breasts. The black bra was incredibly tempting, and I skillfully unhooked it. Before me were her fair, firm breasts. My first love's breasts had a unique feature: small nipples. She once jokingly called it a sign of youthful innocence. I took one into my mouth and sucked on it continuously, while my other hand gently caressed the other breast. My first love began to moan softly under my caresses of mouth and hands, her hands constantly stroking my back. I removed all my clothes and stripped her naked, letting her lie on the sofa. My mouth slowly began to suckle from her breasts downwards. Even at 36, her body was smooth, exuding the fragrance of a mature woman. Gradually, my mouth moved to her garden, sucking on her stamens and petals with abandon. My first love trembled slightly under my caresses, responding with soft moans: "So good, don't stop." Slowly, her garden overflowed, water gushing out, carrying a faint fragrance. My body grew hot, and I parted her legs, my penis slowly rubbing against the overflowing water to lubricate it. I slowly inserted my penis, and she let out a soft "Ah..." Once fully inserted, my penis felt tightly enveloped by water and flesh, waves of heat emanating from her opening. I pushed and pulled slowly, and my first love responded. I gazed at my first love's proud breasts, my hands busy kneading her firm, white nipples as I thrust in and out. You know why I didn't use a condom? She once said she liked condoms made of human skin, so it's clear she wasn't a believer. Moans emanated from beneath me; I had finally reached my first love. The satisfaction was indescribable, and my state was at its peak. I thrust for a full 20 minutes without ejaculating, savoring the immense satisfaction and physical pleasure. Finally, I noticed my first love's body trembling more and more intensely, her vagina gradually becoming wet like a surging tide. I increased the speed of my thrusts, and finally, we both trembled and reached orgasm. I used all my strength for one last 10 thrusts, my body limp on my trembling body, slowly sucking on her small nipples. Gradually, we both calmed down. I helped her wipe away the semen and the fluid from her orgasm, then held her tenderly on the sofa. She said she didn't expect me to maintain such a good physique after all these years, all muscular and with such strong sexual ability. I smiled mischievously and said, "Are you satisfied with the service?" She smiled without saying a word. Her hands weren't idle; they slowly moved towards my penis. After about two minutes, my little brother was awake again, reaching 100% fighting power. Slowly, she enveloped my penis with her mouth, gently stroking it up and down. Her mouth was so good; I felt like the happiest person at that moment. I lay down on the sofa, and she knelt between my legs, relentlessly servicing my little brother with her mouth. Licking my testicles was like being in heaven. This continued for about five minutes, then my body trembled. I said I couldn't take it anymore, and she increased the speed of her stroking. With a "Ah!" and my body trembling, I ejaculated a second time.

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