My Sexual Development Journey

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I'm a male, and my looks are average. From elementary school onwards, my grades were just average, which led me
to attend a mediocre middle school.
My life took a turn from there. In the first two years of middle school, I often went to internet cafes after school. But
as I got older, I became more and more curious about relationships. In my third year, with my classmates constantly
talking about their sex lives, I got my first girlfriend.
We dated for a few months, kissed and slept together, but I couldn't bear to hurt her, so I didn't pursue her further.
After a few months, we broke up.
Around this time, I entered high school and experienced my first sexual encounter. We met on QQ, but
didn't chat much. One day, bored at home, I texted her to ask what she was doing. She said she was bored at home. It was
winter, so I said I'd come over to her house, and she agreed.
I got dressed and went to her house. It was our first meeting, and I thought she was quite pretty. I went to her bedroom
(no one was home that day). Although I'd never actually done it, I'd seen pigs walk, and my friends always
talked about how to start a relationship. Without warning, I kissed her.
I slowly hugged her, and she didn't resist. She talked while giving me oral sex, and I
continued touching her vulva. I felt there was still some space, so I decided to insert
another finger. Her hips started swaying back and forth, and her tongue moved faster. I kept
inserting my finger until my entire finger was inside her.
"This is what I wanted, bigger is better!" she moaned.
I used all my strength to insert my entire finger. She cried out in pleasure, breathing heavily. Her
voice was so loud that it even attracted the neighbors' protests, who banged on the wall. As I increased my speed, her voice grew louder and
louder. I had to use my other hand to hold her down and stop her body from trembling violently.
After about five minutes, suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation in my glans. My glans had entered her
throat. I couldn't hold back any longer, and my semen went directly into her stomach through my glans. After I finished, she jumped
up and said we had to leave now, or we'd be late. So, we got dressed and went out
.
That's how I slept with this girl. The next night, I picked her up from school again, and then we went to a hotel to sleep together.
After that day, I didn't want to contact her anymore. She was probably just looking for a casual hookup, so we left each other alone
. Since that first time, I felt like I was experiencing my first crush, and I started flirting with all sorts of beautiful girls ( 　　I slept with several
kindergarten teachers in their twenties , even their students). 　　After getting them to sleep with me, I'd ignore them (it felt pretty exciting at the time). By my second year of high school, I 　　even had the nickname "the king of hookups" at school. But by then, I didn't want to play around all the time, so I stopped for a while. 　　One day, out of boredom, I opened my phone and found a girl who looked pretty, so I started chatting with her. I discovered she was a college 　　student (hereafter referred to as CC) (but I was still a high school student). But I thought it was pretty exciting, 　　so I lied to her and said I was also in college. She was learning guitar at the time, and coincidentally, I could play guitar too. So one 　　day, I asked her out, saying I'd teach her to play guitar. 　　During the day, I found a coffee shop and taught her to play. I thought she was not only beautiful but also very kind and approachable, which made 　　me even more attracted to her. I started using various tactics (like insisting on bringing her late-night snacks in the middle of the night in the rain 　　, then slowly walking home soaking wet). She seemed to fall for it, and that's how we got together. 　　One night, her friends invited her out drinking, and of course, I went along. After a while, 　　her friends left, and she asked me to take her home. However, under the influence of alcohol, I had a wicked 　　thought. 　　I seriously told her I didn't have my keys and asked her to go to a hotel with me. At first, she refused, but 　　after my persistent pleading, she finally went with me. That night, we were lying in bed, and I forced myself on her 　　. 　　I seized the opportunity and pressed my lips against hers. The girl, CC, suddenly woke up, hitting me while turning her 　　head to avoid me. Her punches were far too weak. 　　I couldn't find CC's lips. When she turned to the left, I leaned in and took her right earlobe into my mouth 　　. When she turned to the right, I took her left earlobe, sucking and teasing it with my tongue. 　　After a few moments, CC stopped moving, just keeping her mouth tightly closed. I kissed her firmly, prying her 　　lips open with my tongue. 　　She seemed to be playing a prank, refusing to let me in. Finally, when she dodged and said no, her mouth 　　opened, and my tongue slid in like a snake, swirling and exploring. Gradually, CC stopped moving, and I found 　　an opportunity to suck on her tongue, pulling it in sharply, not giving her a chance to pull away. CC seemed to give up 　　resisting, letting out a heavy sigh. 　　Her hands, which had been pushing me away, unconsciously fell to her sides. I grabbed her arms and made her hook them around my neck 　　, while I took the opportunity to slip my hand inside her clothes and fondle her large breasts, while my other hand kept stroking her 　　inner thighs. 　　CC unconsciously squeezed her legs together. To my delight, she was wearing stockings, not pantyhose, so I could 　　easily reach her crotch area, feeling its softness through her underwear. Gradually, I wanted to slip my hand inside 　　, but she seemed to sense it and tried to cover herself with her hand. 　　I simply placed her hand on my neck, and she obediently kissed me again. She actively 　　slipped her tongue into my mouth, or used our tongues to swirl together. 　　After about ten minutes, CC stubbornly refused to let me touch her. She just willingly 　　kissed me. 　　Seeing that the time was right, I paused the kiss. We looked at each other, our eyes bright in the darkness. I picked 　　CC up and carried her to the bedroom. She regained her senses and struggled again, but I carried her into the bedroom in one go and threw her onto 　　the bed.

I had just turned on the light when she tried to get up again. Like a hungry dog pouncing on its prey, I pinned her down. Under the bright
light, she seemed to lose her arousal.
So, I repeated my previous actions, and we finally kissed passionately. CC closed her eyes, her breathing grew heavier, and she began to
moan softly. I reached into her private area, half-heartedly resisting before giving up.
It seemed completely bare. Her skirt wasn't off, but I took the opportunity to pull off her panties. She clamped her legs together, and I
pulled the panties off one of her feet, which was still wearing a high heel. The red panties were still hanging like a flag on
her other leg.
I didn't care anymore. I moved my body down, straddling her legs, and
when I lifted her skirt, oh my god, she had a tiny, white vulva with only a dozen or so sparse, fine pubic hairs.
I didn't see any labia minora, just two thick labia tightly closed together,
glistening with wet, glistening love juice. It made me laugh. I couldn't resist using my finger to spread her legs apart, and
clear love juice seeped out.
I pushed her legs apart and brought my mouth to hers, licking her hard. CC screamed in excitement, saying no and
that it was dirty, trying to push me away. I just held her two plump, white legs tightly, burying my head deep in her white
mounds and teasing her in every way.
She couldn't push me away, so she twisted her body like a snake, panting and moaning, saying incoherently, "
You're going to suck me to death, you're going to suck me to death."
Suddenly, CC hooked her two plump, white thighs around me, pressed my head down with her hands, and
rubbed her lower body against me repeatedly. Suddenly, she screamed, her voice changing, and she convulsed uncontrollably—she had an orgasm.
After the orgasm, she was as soft as a puddle of mud, trembling uncontrollably. I slowly emerged from that deep crevice
, my mouth and nose covered in a mixture of fluids, I couldn't tell if it was love juice or saliva.
Then I quickly stripped off my clothes, my huge, menacing cock erect, pushed her plump legs apart, and thrust it deep into her honey pot
. The smooth, tight warmth immediately enveloped me. I hoisted my legs, still in high heels, onto her shoulders, and while exercising,
I took off CC's top. Finally, I saw the enormous breasts I had dreamed of, like two huge steamed buns.
Soft and full. The two bright red nipples trembled. What could be more pride-worthy than conquering a beautiful woman bigger than you
?
The next day, I didn't say much, just things like "It's okay, I'll love you well." Then she asked me
to buy her birth control pills. We dated for a few months afterward. I actually wanted to be with her properly, but
I had initially just wanted a casual hookup. I didn't expect to hook up with a college student like this. But I had told too many lies,
and I was eventually found out.
She said she wanted to break up, and I agreed. Then, a seed of repentance was planted in my heart. From that day on, I
never hooked up again.
But last November, my first love contacted me, wanting to get back together. I hadn't experienced this in a long time
, and since I hadn't touched her back then, I agreed.
Then, the following week, I slept with her. We've been together ever since. She gives me oral sex and
caters to me in various positions. She's also beautiful, though she's not a virgin anymore. But I've kept my
distance from all my previous casual sex partners, adhering to the principle of not hurting her.
However, in February of this year, that college student contacted me again. She said she couldn't let me
go and just hoped I wouldn't lie to her (but I'm currently dating my first love). But my worst thoughts resurfaced
.
Yes, I was dating both of them at the same time. The day after I got back together with this college girl,
I picked her up from a bar and we went straight to a hotel (my first love wasn't in town at the time). I texted CC to
tell her my phone was off and to go to sleep early.
Then, naturally, we had sex. Although I knew she was a little drunk, I didn't
care and reached out to touch her breasts. She blocked me with her hand, saying, "You're not allowed to touch me,
only I can touch you."
What kind of domineering attitude was that? That day she was wearing a thin, off-white, business-like skirt suit.
Without hesitation, I lifted her skirt with my other hand and slipped inside. Luckily, she wasn't wearing pantyhose
, just a pair of skin-colored thigh-high stockings.
She twisted her body and thighs, trying to avoid my sudden attack. Perhaps because she was drunk, I didn't feel much
effort; my index finger slipped around the edge of her panties and into her vagina. We started thrusting, she vigorously
stroking my penis, and I vigorously digging into the tender flesh inside her vagina! Neither of us dared to make a sound,
because just outside the door were the waiters and other diners.
I don't know how she felt at that moment, but I noticed her face was even redder.
As for me, my penis was already swollen beyond recognition! It was incredibly uncomfortable! I wrapped my other arm around her
waist, flipped her over, and pinned her to the armrest of the sofa, her long, slender legs dangling below her, her feet firmly
on the floor. Her head rested against the back of the sofa, her hands forced to rest on the surface.
She seemed half-drunk, aware that someone was outside the door, and dared not resist loudly. She could only weakly
resist my attempts to remove her underwear with low voices and slight wriggling. Under my intense lust, this resistance was
negligible.
I easily pulled her panties down to her knees and lifted her skirt up to her waist. I
didn't even need to take off my own underwear, as my penis was already erect from the bottom. I placed my hands on her back
, and the hard head of my penis pressed against her vaginal opening...
I moved my hands off her back and placed them on the back of the sofa. The head of my penis slid smoothly down her thighs and
into her vagina. CC's vagina was warm and slippery, perhaps
because of the abundant lubrication that had just flowed out.
I was incredibly excited. A beautiful woman! Plus, the guests walking around outside! These factors strongly stimulated my
nerves! If it weren't for the considerable stickiness inside her vagina, I think I might have ejaculated immediately! But thankfully
, her slippery vagina made my thrusting feel very comfortable, and the stimulation to the head of my penis was relatively less. So,
I silently and continuously thrust wildly inside CC's vagina!
She lay there on the sofa armrest, her head pressed tightly against the backrest, silently letting me
thrust into her from behind! That feeling is still unforgettable!
Soon after, I started to feel a tingling, itchy sensation in my glans, and my entire penis was throbbing. I
knew I was about to lose control. Hearing this, I was naturally overjoyed, thrusting forcefully more than ten times in succession, finally
penetrating deep into her vagina, my glans trembling as I ejaculated seven or eight spurts of semen! As I ejaculated,
her feet, which had been standing on the ground, lifted off the ground, her legs hooked back, and I even saw
the muscles around her vulva twitch slightly. I think she must have felt quite comfortable then
!
After ejaculating, I didn't immediately withdraw my now-softening penis, partly because I wanted to linger a little longer in her
warm, moist vagina. She lay quietly on the sofa armrest, and I stood quietly behind her.
The next day, I went to a bar with my first love and friends. I told the girl from college that I
couldn't get out of bed and that she could go out and have fun on her own. But as fate would have it, she was
also at the bar and sat at the table next to us. She saw everything—my girlfriend and I were being affectionate—and
immediately texted me calling me a scumbag. From that day on, I never contacted her again.
(The End)

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