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[Sex with my high school girlfriend] (01-05) [Author: victor parallel lines] 

Author : victor Parallel Lines





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... It's been a long time, and I can't really remember her reaction. I only remember squeezing her breasts very hard, and I could even feel the mammary glands in my hands. (II) Since that day, I have successfully conquered her upper body. As long as there is no one around, I can squeeze her breasts as a routine. Her shyness has changed from the initial instinctive shyness of a virgin to the fear of being seen. Obviously, she has become accustomed to this kind of contact. I am not satisfied with just squeezing her breasts . Gradually, I found that when I squeezed her nipples hard, her body would tremble slightly. I found this quite interesting, and I would even squeeze my own nipples when I had nothing to do to see if it would be stimulating. Sure enough, a man's nipples can feel like an electric shock when squeezed, and a woman's nipples, which are several times larger , would naturally feel even more amazing. Until one day in April, we were strolling in that small park when it started to rain . We hurriedly took shelter from the rain in a residential building. Outside, the only sound was the torrential downpour pounding on the ground; the air was so quiet you could hear our own heartbeats. We quickly got down to business: kissing and touching her breasts. But I wasn't satisfied with just touching her breasts and pinching her nipples. She was wearing jeans with an elastic waistband, and my hand slid down her cleavage, deftly breaking through the elastic. Her vulva was already soaking wet; I never imagined touching her breasts could give her such a thrill. My palm brushed against her thick pubic hair, and my index finger probed directly into her tight, moist opening. Inside, I could almost feel the thin membrane that symbolized her virginity. She was completely unprepared for my sudden attack; her body twisted dramatically, her buttocks arching high, as if this unprecedented touch had hurt her. For the sake of her last remaining territory as a woman, she began to resist, reaching her cold little hand into her crotch, trying to get my hand out. I took the opportunity to use a wandering tactic, touching her breasts one moment and sliding my hand down her back into her buttocks the next. That was the first time I touched her anus, but I didn't stick my finger in. After a struggle, she finally ran out of strength to fight me and obediently surrendered her lower body to my hand. (III) Since that rainy afternoon, we would find various opportunities to be intimate, in quiet groves, in deserted parks, or even in the neighborhood. I would use my body to block other people's view so that no one could see our hands between us. Of course, I only thought we wouldn't be seen; I couldn't be sure if anyone had actually seen such a sensual scene. Usually, I wouldn't put my hand directly into her pants. Teasing without foreplay usually wouldn't excite her, and her lower body was rather dry. Through kissing, I let her revel in the moment, then I lifted her shirt from her waist and squeezed her breasts for a while. I really enjoyed squeezing her mammary glands through her breasts, squeezing that hard thing hard, sometimes I really wanted to crush it. Of course, I would also squeeze her nipples, and soon they would harden. When the time was right, I would suddenly slip my hand into her pants, directly touching . At this time, her lower body was already overflowing with lustful fluid, and I could easily get my hand covered in it by pinching her labia . I really liked touching her genitals during the break before evening self-study. After wearing underwear all day, it would definitely be covered with all sorts of smelly secretions, leukorrhea, urine, and sweat. At that time, her body smelled the purest , completely feminine. Every time I pulled my hand out of her pants, I would secretly smell her scent. (IV) Smelling her body odor was not just because I liked it, but more to satisfy the unknown in my heart. It is said that girls love cleanliness and always have a charming fragrance on their bodies. I was always ashamed of my smelly body because showering at home wasn't convenient; in high school, I often only showered once a week, sometimes even every two weeks. I didn't wash my clothes frequently either, wearing smelly socks and dirty underwear over and over. Sometimes I deeply despised myself. It wasn't until I touched her body and smelled her scent that I realized women weren't as wonderful as I thought. After sitting in the classroom all day, everyone's crotch was sealed and exposed, accumulating sweat, urine, and secretions in that small space. In the summer, I went to my girlfriend's house for the first time. That day, she was only wearing a yellow dress. Seeing such a sensual scene, my first reaction was to rush over and push her onto the bed, unhesitatingly pulling up her dress, revealing her orange panties clinging to her lower body. Due to excessive excitement, I didn't do any foreplay like before, and immediately pulled down her panties. A woman's genitals were also displayed before me in real life for the first time. It was dry there, completely unlike before when she would be wet with vaginal fluid. I roughly inserted my finger into her vagina. She was in pain, and my finger no longer moved in and out as freely as before. Although her vagina was still burning hot, she clearly wasn't experiencing the same pleasure as before. Unable to bear her cries of pain, I pulled my finger out and roughly flipped her over, making her buttocks face up. I impatiently spread her buttocks, exposing her anus to my view. Her anus was round, with radiating lines; it was beautiful, really like a chrysanthemum. I brought my nose close to her anus to smell it . Yes, indeed, it was very smelly, even rotten. I only sniffed it once before pulling my nose away.





















































































Although I had considered the possibility of a foul smell, I expected it to be an exciting one, but instead it made me feel
very uncomfortable.

(V)

I can clearly remember that what I liked about her at the time was her purity. She was a girl with a very simple mind
, without any flaws. The only flaw was her appearance. But ever since I
saw her body completely naked that day, she changed. She began to abandon her former shyness and instead openly engaged in immoral
sexual acts with me.

No matter the occasion, we would have physical contact whenever we were alone. Once, after school, she
accompanied me to buy books, the very famous "Five Years of College Entrance Examination, Three Years of Simulation". After buying the books, we
had physical contact in the bushes of a residential area. For the first time, she put her hand inside my pants. Her technique was
clumsy, but it still stimulated me to the point that I couldn't control myself. Of course, I would also put my hand inside her pants in response,
letting her completely revel in the immoral pleasure.

I remember that day. Her fingernails were very long, with clear black grime inside. I don't know if she saw them,
but I showed her no mercy. I inserted my grime-covered fingers into her body, into both holes at the same time
.

A girl's anus and vagina are unusually close, separated only by a layer of flesh. I could clearly feel
the movement of my other finger, frantically digging into her flesh. I couldn't tell how much discomfort she felt; instead, she kept moaning ecstatically
. I switched the two fingers, inserting the one into her anus into her
vagina , while the finger covered in her vaginal fluid could enter her anus more smoothly. My girlfriend, in a dazed state
, seemed completely unaware of what was happening, only enjoying the pleasure my fingers brought her,
not . I don't know if her vagina will get infected, but I think it's inevitable.

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