My N Firsts (Some Fake, Some Real, Some Fake)

I'm not old by age, but I was born in a poor, remote area, and my experience was limited, leading to the following regrets:

The first time I touched her breasts was when I was six, before starting elementary school. I was playing with some neighbors; the girl was older than me. Back then, I didn't understand anything, felt no pleasure, and had no desire

. The first time I touched her breasts was when I was 13. The girl was a year younger than me, already developed, with fair skin, small breasts, and a full figure. Looking back, she was still young. At that time, none of us had pubic hair yet, and our common sense was pitifully limited. We relied on descriptions in novels, and not in a lewd way—kissing, touching, picking—but never daring to penetrate—afraid of pregnancy
. When I finally mustered the courage to press my penis against her opening, she actually teared up: "From now on, I'm yours!" Wow, I don't know where she got that idea, but I suddenly felt a pressure—look at the young boys and girls openly hugging and kissing in the streets now; how much protection did we lack back then, and how many good opportunities did we waste
?
My first
encounter with a decent woman... I've been with a few decent women, some recent graduates, others already wives and mothers. Comparatively, the wives seem more experienced, and the encounters are more enjoyable
. One in particular was from an ethnic minority, petite and delicate. We chatted on QQ for a long time but never had a chance to meet, nor did we deliberately create opportunities
. Then, during a holiday, the opportunity finally came
. A few days prior, she said she was passing through my area on her way home and hoped we could meet
. Around the Mid-Autumn Festival, my workplace organized a party, and we drank a lot, almost to the point of being drunk, when I received her call. She said she was at a certain plaza and asked if I had time to meet
. Excited, I immediately took a taxi there. She was under 160cm tall, with short hair, and a very refreshing, clean, and neat appearance. Although it was our first meeting, we had been chatting for over half a year and were quite familiar through video calls
. I accompanied her to a hotel, using her ID card
. Once in the room, I closed the door and gently hugged her. She didn't resist at all. She once said I was like a good friend of hers—maybe... It's true, anyway, it's a good feeling, a good thing
... I helped her shed her inhibitions and explore her most mysterious place. Wow, even though she's had a child, it's rosy, fair, and tight, maybe because she's thin
... That night, we did it twice. Soon, she became proactive, seeing my clumsy movements, she actively cooperated and guided me, teaching me how to use the doggy style—looking back, watching countless pornographic films was nothing compared to one real experience—she knelt by the bed, her body inside the bed, I stood on the floor behind her, the height was just right—enter, withdraw, then enter again—she was good, and so was I—no distance, no awkwardness—years have passed, and I still miss that night.
Maybe because I drank, it lasted a long time
... That night, we slept together
... The next morning, we woke up and did it a third time
... Around noon, I took her to catch her ride home. She looked at me sideways, giving me a playful smile.

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