The hot girls I know

The girl's figure wasn't exactly hot, just reasonably curvy. Her clothes
weren't hot either; it was natural for her to dress cool in the heat, but anything too revealing was out of the question.
Her personality wasn't particularly aggressive either; she just lacked a bit of ladylike charm around us
, her gang of friends, so we teased her and gave her that nickname. She protested a few times, but nobody paid
her any attention, so she just accepted it.

One weekend night, she came over to visit and we talked about her upcoming wedding at the end of the year. As we
chatted, I suddenly felt a little lonely. "After you get married, I'll be even more bored." "How
could that be? We'll still be good friends!" "Come on! Once you're married, you have to spend time with your husband. You can't
drag him out to hang out all the time, and you can't come home too late either, or your husband will think you're always going out with other men
. Forget about whether you can go out; I wouldn't even want to ask you out for no reason." She

was silent for a while, then said something I didn't expect. "Hey! Are you still
a virgin?" "Please say 'virgin.'" "Are you?" I was a little annoyed. "If I
had a girlfriend, would you be able to hide it from me?" "You don't necessarily need a girlfriend! Who knows
where you go..." she said, chuckling.

This girl! She's happy and content, so she teases me. She knows I'm afraid of getting venereal
disease and can't go to brothels for fun, yet she even used the word "whore ." Well, I won't be polite with her then
. "Who would you do it with if you didn't have a girlfriend? Would you do it with me?" The words had barely left my mouth when I saw her head lower
. Don't cry, miss. I hate seeing girls cry! "Okay!" "Huh?" Did I
hear that right? "Okay" means... "I said okay!"

"Are you kidding me? You're getting married!" "It's only possible before marriage! Anyway
, he knows I'm not a virgin." "That's true..." "Hey! Shouldn't you say something first?
What kind of girl asks to be told what to do?!" Wow! If I anger her, there'll be no good outcome,
and I'll end up with a mess. I might as well just accept her kindness. "Red Bean?" I confirmed in broken Japanese
. "Red Bean!" "Then...~" "Get lost!" Her small fist pounded
my chest. My chest wouldn't break, but I still managed to grab her wrist.

It was fine when we were playfully fighting, but it got awkward when things quieted down. I let go of her hand, and she just
sat there with her eyes closed and lips pursed, waiting for me to start. But I was
n't planning on starting like that.

I slowly moved forward with both hands, suddenly grabbing those two prominent targets! She
cried out, "Ouch!" and curled up into a ball. "Who starts by
grabbing a girl's...breasts!" "Then what should I do? You know I'm inexperienced." She hesitated for a moment
, then said irritably. "Haven't you heard of taking it one base at a time?" "Oh!" She
stretched out her hands, palms up. "Come on!" "What for?" "To hold hands." Of course, she
knew I was pretending, but she really couldn't rely on a greenhorn like me. "Fine! Let me do
it."

She sat closer, took my hand and wrapped it around her waist, gently supporting my shoulders, and brought her
cherry lips closer. I closed my eyes, waiting for her to offer a kiss herself.

"Mmm." Our lips met, and her small tongue explored. This was troublesome
! External skills are easy to learn by stealing, but kissing is internal skill; you can't learn it by watching porn or browsing online forums. Ignoring
everything else, my tongue lunged forward, swirling and sucking wildly. After what seemed like an eternity, she pushed
me away, panting heavily, her brow furrowed. "What kind of position is that?" I could only shrug and
shrug, offering no answer. "And then?"

"Next… it's that…" I made a clawing motion in the air,
deliberately making a "crackling!" sound to scare her. "Wait! Let me do it
." She pulled my right hand towards her breasts. "Be gentle." Then she closed her eyes and
remained still.

It was my turn to take the initiative; she couldn't possibly mount me on her own!

I reached forward, and the breasts I had longed for were once again mine. I gently kneaded
and grasped them; I couldn't see any enjoyment on her face, but her body trembled slightly. "They feel
…not bad, are they real or fake?" "Why don't you see for yourself?" "
See for yourself?" She sensed the mockery in my words, blushed, and tightly closed her lips,
refusing to speak again.

With my left hand around her waist and my right hand gently pushing her down, she fell onto my bed. I lifted her t-shirt
, revealing snow-white skin, an alluring navel, and further up, a white bra concealing
half of her ample breasts, preventing me from fully appreciating them. Too lazy to bother breaking through her defenses, I simply pushed the bra
up, and those breasts bounced out!

Wow! They were unbelievably big! I never imagined their breasts, which I usually thought were just big enough to fill out clothes,
would be so large when exposed. No wonder even a tight bra couldn't contain them
. For a moment, I was completely stunned, staring only at those two mounds of white flesh and the two
delicious cherries adorning the tops. A cool breeze blew by, but I didn't think to
warm them with my burning hands.

"You're still looking!" she scolded, her almond-shaped eyes wide. I quickly covered her cherries with my hands, but
I couldn't hide the alluring white flesh—it wasn't my fault!

I kneaded and pinched, those breasts, unyielding to gravity, now tried to escape
my clutches, changing shape constantly. But no matter how they changed, they couldn't escape my net
. Especially their vital parts, always imprisoned, could only protest by constantly raising their heads. The soft, full
feel was incomparable to what I had just felt through her bra and clothes.

"Ah…ha…mm…" I don't know when it started, but she began to
moan uncontrollably. Even stranger, why was a mound of flesh waving in front of me? It turned out that
my right hand had unknowingly wandered to her paradise. Not wanting to neglect
this lonely breast, I had no choice but to embrace it with my mouth. My lips sucked hard, while
my tongue licked and teased the inside, even gently biting and grinding it with my teeth. My left hand continued to knead her right breast.
Her right hand, through her panties, began to play the piano. I couldn't draw
squares with my left hand or circles with my right, but I was quite adept at touching her breasts with my left and teasing her genitals with my right.

Suddenly, her body began to thrust violently. "Ah...how could this be...I can't
take it...ahhh...I...I'm going to come!" Hot fluid gushed from her soaked panties
, making my right hand sticky. Her face was flushed, her body
limp on the bed, only her beautiful breasts still swaying.

She came? I'd only played a few pieces!

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