[Xiaoyun's Sex Diary] (Previous Chapter: First Sexual Experience) [Author: love1206]

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Nickname: Xiaoyun English Name: Alva Birthday: December 21, 1986 Height: 166
cm Weight: Varies over time Measurements: 34E, 24, 34

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2003.07.13 First Sexual Experience

From a young age, I was considered a model student. Besides
studying , and even on weekends, I had various extracurricular or language classes. To prevent me
from having a boyfriend, my father insisted that I be picked up and dropped off at school by an elder until junior high school.

In high school, I was admitted to a well-known girls' high school in Taipei City, fulfilling my family's expectations. Perhaps it was because
I attended an all-girls school, or perhaps it was because I was far from home, but I finally started taking the bus to school alone, and had some
time to myself.

Even though I was obedient, I still developed an interest in relationships between men and women through movie plots,
especially some Western films with their sentimental scenes. My first real curiosity about sex came during
a high school reunion at my elementary and junior high school classmates' classes.

Since I was in the band, most of my junior high classmates were classmates from upper elementary grades. At the reunion, my
best friends sat at the same table, and we started talking about high school life. One of my friends mysteriously
recounted her life after getting a boyfriend, and naturally, the conversation drifted further and further, eventually leading to some 18+
topics .

Surprisingly, out of the ten female classmates at the table, a whopping 70% had already had sexual experience, which was
a bit . After all, I was still quite naive back then. While I listened
with great interest to their descriptions of their first experiences, I didn't visualize anything and didn't understand what they were talking about.

I couldn't join in their conversation at all; I could only listen silently.

That day, after returning home, I secretly turned on my dad's computer because a classmate had told me that boys' computers
always had some pornographic videos. I searched my dad's computer for a while and sure enough,
I found it in a hidden folder. Out of curiosity, I randomly opened one of the videos to watch.

While watching, I just thought the girl was very pretty, and the video immediately went straight to the piston-like movements my classmates talked about
. Seeing the girl's distorted expression and her constant cries for help, I silently wondered how
a girl . But I couldn't help blushing and my heart was racing. Halfway through, fearing my family
would find out, I quickly turned off the video and ran back to my room, but my underwear was now wet and sticky.

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The following summer, I returned to the United States to participate in a music summer camp. On the first day at the campus,
it was already past midnight local time. Due to the time difference, after arriving at the dormitory, we
students from Taiwan couldn't fall asleep. Behind the back of our teacher, we went to a classmate's room to chat until dawn.

As morning approached, everyone started to feel sleepy, but we were all called to gather downstairs at the dormitory early by our teacher. Luckily,
we were young and energetic back then, and even though we hadn't slept all night, we were still quite alert. Following the usual routine, we walked from the dormitory
through Central Park to the campus, registered with the school, picked up our rented instruments, and completed the day's procedures.

The first day was just a simple registration; there were no practice lessons. After breakfast and a walk, all my
sleepiness vanished, so my friend Vivi and I took our instruments and ran to the piano practice room on the third floor for some simple practice.

Upon arriving on the third floor, I immediately encountered a familiar figure. This person, with a cheerful and handsome smile,
walked . He was none other than my coach, Teachermax. I must say, he
was incredibly handsome, a combination of Bradpitt and Tom Cruise,
and with his 186cm height and muscular physique, it was hard not to be captivated.

"Hi, Alva! It's so nice to see you again. I missed you so much!" "Let's
spend !" After saying that, he didn't forget to wink at me and flash a charming smile, which even
captivated Vivi, who was meeting him for the first time.

During my first two trips to the US for practice, my English was truly terrible; I could barely manage basic
conversations . But after a year of hard work, my English improved by leaps and bounds. Although I still couldn't handle complex vocabulary,
everyday conversations were no longer a problem.

I had two days a week to take lessons with Max: one was a group practice session with six people, and the
other was a one-on-one session with him, each lasting about 40-60 minutes. During each one
-on-one session, Max would always intentionally or unintentionally flirt with me and make suggestive remarks. I
think this started a couple of years ago, but back then I couldn't understand a word he was saying!

This year, however, I not only understood but also inadvertently reacted a little. I would often blush and stutter when his sexually suggestive
language . Max probably sensed that I understood his meaning, but I was
too shy to express it. He wasn't in a hurry to force me to give in, and occasionally he would take advantage of me under the guise of teaching
.

The most embarrassing thing he did was when I was short of breath, he would always come behind me
and hug my stomach, pressing tightly against it as I exhaled. But his body seemed to deliberately thrust forward
, and several times I felt his penis rubbing against my buttocks.

I deliberately avoided his obvious and suggestive advances. Although I was somewhat infatuated with him, I never thought
of giving up my virginity like this. Moreover, I was quite conservative at the time, and I had promised my father that I wouldn't have a boyfriend before
college .

A few days before our first large-scale concert, we did some intensive training.
The day before practice, my high school classmates and I stayed up all night. As a result, I was in terrible condition during practice and
couldn't keep up with the other students at all. Although my classmates frequently comforted me and didn't blame me, I
still felt very sorry.

Max then let the other students go to lunch first, leaving me alone to practice one-on-one with him.
After the students left, Max went to the door and locked it. Then he took a piece of paper and pressed it against the wall for me to practice
blowing air, while his other hand remained on my abdomen to help me exert force. However, this time his actions
were different!

Max kept lifting his hand from my abdomen as if he were helping me to breathe. At first, it was just
normal practice, but after a few times, his hand quietly rose to my chest. His touch
completely stopped my breathing. He then turned me to face him and said, "This won't work. I need to give you
more intensive training!"

Before I could react, his lips touched mine. I was a little startled and
nervously reached out to push him away, but he was unaffected and continued to kiss me, holding my cheeks
to prevent me from escaping. His kissing skills were so good that I couldn't bear to refuse. His tongue began to lick my lips,
then he suddenly bit my lip lightly with his teeth, followed by gentle sucking, which gave me a
stimulating and exciting feeling.

I gradually enjoyed this first kiss, and seeing that I was no longer resisting and was relaxing, Max also began to put his tongue
into my mouth, licking my teeth and gums, and then began to kiss my lips lightly again. His kiss slowly became more intense, and
I was unconsciously led by him to cooperate with his movements.

My hands, which were originally on his chest and trying to push him away, unconsciously clung to him tightly. At this moment, his tongue entered my mouth
again , and we moved from the doorway to the piano. His tongue lightly teased the tip of my tongue, as if
declaring war on me, and I couldn't help but start to move my tongue and fight back with his.

Our kiss lasted a long time before he stopped. His lips were close to my ear, and my heart pounded
wildly , my face burning. I think Max, so close to me, must have felt
my heart pounding. He first breathed into my ear, making me shiver. I shyly lowered my head,
unable to look at his expression.

Max laughed and played with my hair: "Your expression is so cute,
you exude an alluring sexiness. Do you want to continue?" At that moment, I was torn between my own desires and my own. My reason told me I couldn't
continue! But my desire didn't want to end this blissful feeling.

Seeing that I couldn't respond, Max continued. He kissed and licked my ears and neck, while
his hands went inside my clothes to caress my abdomen. At this moment, my desire overcame my reason, and I hugged
Max, enjoying his caresses. My body began to tingle, a little nervous and scared, but with
even more anticipation.

With my eyes closed, I was completely immersed in Max's flirting, my previously suppressed emotions completely released. I
began to breathe softly and moan softly. Max seemed to be constantly observing my changes. He
gently pushed me onto the piano bench, his hands roaming over my inner thighs.

Max's movements were incredibly skilled and efficient. I don't know if I was too nervous or if he was too natural, but when his
mouth touched my clitoris, I opened my eyes and found myself completely naked in front of Max.
At that moment, I felt a sense of unease, wanting to cry but unable to, and a painful urge to stop but unable to. With these mixed
feelings, I continued the game.

My hands gently pushed against Max's shoulders, but this barely perceptible resistance was completely ineffective.
Looking back, if Max had actually stopped then, I probably would have felt quite regretful! My
nervousness made me completely forget what Max was doing to me. I only know that my body was tense but
also felt very comfortable. I only know that Max licked me until my body convulsed and my legs went weak. That was my first time
experiencing orgasm.

After the orgasm, I sat in a chair, leaning against the piano to rest, while Max picked up my instrument, a small
trumpet, and gave me a strange smile: "Let's do something special!" Then Max pulled open the mouthpiece of my instrument and
slowly inserted the part connected to the mouthpiece into my vagina.

"This is uncomfortable, I don't like it, stop!" The sharp part of the instrument made my vagina
feel uncomfortable, and it also had a cold sensation.

"Sorry, but your vaginal opening is too small, I need to find a way to open it up first!" Then he
switched to using the tip of a timpani. The rounded tip of the timpani felt like it was being stretched open as it entered my vagina
. It was a strange feeling, a sense of being filled and numb. I couldn't quite describe whether it was comfortable or not, but it made me wet out
profusely.

Next, Max used a flute to play with my vagina. This time, I felt a strange sense of pleasure, especially when
the keys entered my vagina, which added a stimulating sensation. Later, I chatted with a female classmate who had also masturbated with her
flute. She felt that the feeling was as pleasurable as being penetrated by a man with beads, but I've never encountered a man with beads,
so I can't confirm this.

Seeing that I was completely absorbed in this stimulating game, Max took off his pants and grabbed my
hand to stroke his penis. This was the first time I had ever seen a man's penis. I was really shocked and
startled . Its length was almost as long as my arm. Although the width wasn't particularly thick,
it was still terrifying to me.

"Oh, my god! You're too big. It's going to hurt me. I don't want to continue!" Max
continued to pull my hand along his penis, which was quite soft and slippery, and
felt quite nice to the touch.

Max first tried to soothe my fear: "I know I won't really go in, but I'm feeling
very . Shouldn't you help me?" His words made me feel a little ashamed, so
I continued to stroke him with my hand.

After a while, Max's penis started to get hard, and it seemed even
bigger . Then Max lifted me onto his desk, where I lay down. This height was perfect for his penis
to rub against the outside of my vagina, and this friction felt incredibly good, especially when it touched my clitoris, which
gave me a stimulating and pleasurable sensation.

Max bent down and first licked my abdomen, then slowly moved up to kiss my breasts, sucking
on for a while. Sensing that I was suppressing my emotions, Max urged me to let out a sound.
I felt so good at that moment , especially when they licked my nipples, which made my body twitch with sensitivity.

A short while later, a sudden wave of pain struck me, and that's when I realized that Max had already...
He had already entered my vagina, but he controlled the force and depth perfectly, making me so comfortable that I didn't even realize it.
The pain was from him breaking through my long-protected hymen.

I was furious that he had lied to me like that, but his movements became even gentler, and his constant
soothing words masked my initial urge to explode, overshadowed by the intense pleasure. Afterwards, I forgot
I should have been angry with him.

"I'll give you an even more exciting pleasure!" he said, pressing me against the door. Then he
re-entered my vagina from behind, thrusting in and out.

Suddenly, I noticed others watching our spectacle outside the door. The classroom door had a
transparent , covered with papers, but there was still a sizable gap through which they could see inside.
Standing outside, peeping at us, were my classmates from my branch.

My heart pounded even harder upon noticing them. I felt ashamed, yet also inexplicably excited. My
body couldn't stop the game; instead, I felt a strange anticipation of letting my classmates admire my body. I don't
know if it was because of this that my body became more sensitive, but I felt like I was about to climax, and
Max was stroking my clitoris to speed up my orgasm.

I no longer suppressed my emotions, and I let out loud, wanton moans. I think the students outside
could hear me quite clearly. Although the classroom had soundproof walls, they could still hear my
wild moans through just one door. At that moment, I let go of all shame and became a wanton girl.

Finally, Max thrust into me until my legs went weak, and my vagina contracted violently before the game ended.

Max ejaculated the moment he pulled out, and my buttocks and thighs were covered in his
thick semen. Afterwards, Max gave me a post-coital kiss to soothe my complicated feelings.

After we cleaned up, we could still continue our practice as if nothing had happened, and the students watching outside
pretended not to know anything and continued practicing. But afterwards, they always seemed to make jokes on purpose, but I could only
pretend not to understand and play dumb.

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my first sexual experience made me feel like I was turning into an adult, but I also
felt sorry for breaking my promise to my father. Afterwards, I tried to comfort myself by saying that he only said I couldn't have a boyfriend before college, not that I couldn't have
sex . Oh my god! I wonder what my father would think if he knew what I was thinking. And at the time, being conservative, I even
had insomnia for several days because of the guilt I felt about my morality.

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