My first girlfriend's virgin anus

I. My First Kiss

My ex-girlfriend, Xin Xin, and I met through an introduction. She was my first girlfriend, and my first time.

When we first met, she struck me as a quiet, curvy girl. She was a doctor at a hospital, six years younger than me, with light eyebrows, big eyes, a round face, fair skin, and long hair often styled in a bun, typical of city girls. She was 1.63 meters tall and had a fuller figure.

Actually, I used to prefer thinner girls, but now I'm interested in curvier ones, which is probably due to her influence. She was an only child, and although young, she also held the position of secretary of the Youth League Committee at the hospital. Her voice was gentle, and her speech and manners were very refined. After our first meeting, we were both very satisfied, so we started dating.

I was very busy with work at the time, but whenever I had time, I would visit her at her hospital. Because we lived quite far apart, she was very considerate of me, and we mostly kept in touch by phone. We usually spent Saturdays and Sundays together. I would go to the hospital, and she would wait for me in her department.

She had her own private examination room in her department, and every time I arrived, she would bring out two movie tickets, inviting me to go to the city to see a movie and go shopping. The tickets were issued internally by her workplace, and since she was the secretary of the Youth League branch, it was easy for her to get an extra ticket. During the movies, I always tried to get closer to her, but because we had group tickets, our seating wasn't very convenient.

That one time, we went to the movies together again. After she got the tickets, I said I wanted to treat her to a private box. She seemed a little shy, but didn't object, so we sat in a private box for the first time.

The private boxes in the movie theater were well-spaced, and the theater was never crowded, making it perfect for a couple in love like us.

Once inside, I held her tightly. I didn't pay attention to what was happening in the movie; all my thoughts were focused on her.

Although we always held hands when we were out, I never had the courage to kiss her. I really wanted to kiss her. Actually, I had never kissed a girl before I met her. This time, although her face was turned towards the screen, I could feel her breathing was a little rapid, and I could tell her mind wasn't on the movie.

The dim lighting in the box gave me courage, and I gently turned her head towards me. She knew what I meant and obediently closed her eyes. My heart was pounding, and my lips touched hers. Her lips were wet and soft, and my body felt restless after they met. I had no kissing experience, but she didn't seem particularly proactive at first. I had no choice but to follow what I had read in books and suck her tongue.

Her tongue was easily sucked in, and it felt smooth in my mouth. I sucked hard on her tongue, mixing it with mine, and sucking in her saliva as well. After kissing for a while, she suddenly turned around and sucked my tongue hard, even harder than I was, which even hurt a little, but this feeling gave rise to an irresistible desire in me, making me hold her tightly.

This was the first time I'd hugged her face-to-face. I felt her breasts pressed tightly against my chest, soft and full, and it felt like an electric current shot through me, running from my heart to every part of my body. It was an incredibly arousing feeling, making my heart feel like it was going to jump out of my throat, and my face burning. After a long while, our lips parted. She was already a little breathless, while I felt a burning sensation all over. When the movie ended, I stood up and realized my pants were wet.

After leaving the theater, she went to buy iced tea. I stood behind her, carefully observing her figure. After dating for so long, I now realized she had a fantastic figure. That day, she wore blue jeans and a yellow sweater. The jeans hugged her full hips, and the yellow sweater accentuated her rounded waist, making her look incredibly sexy from behind. When we got on the bus, she leaned against me, and I casually put my arm around her waist. When my hand rested on her waist, my lower body suddenly hardened again.

Since kissing her, my gaze towards her had changed. Before, when I wanted to pursue a girl, I often treated her like a saint, but now I wanted to see every part of her body. I began looking for opportunities to get closer to her body.

II. The Secret of the Body

May arrived quickly, and I had been dating her for over two months. During this time, our relationship had been steadily growing stronger, and my way of addressing her had changed from "Xin Xin" to "My Darling." One day, my work required me to go on a business trip, and I went to say goodbye to her. She told me that because of her outstanding work performance, the district leaders were considering her for the position of secretary of the Youth League Committee of the District Health Bureau. However, before the promotion, she needed to write a performance report. Feeling that her writing skills were not good, she thought long and hard, and finally decided to ask me to write it for her. But I was about to leave, so I promised to write one for her after I arrived at my destination and then send it back.

After I arrived at my destination, I busied myself writing the report she needed that evening. The place I was on a business trip to was very underdeveloped. There was nowhere to send emails, and the guesthouse's phone was inconvenient; everything had to be communicated by mobile phone. Just as I finished writing, she called to say that her boss's inspection, originally scheduled for seven days later, had been moved up and he would be arriving the day after tomorrow.

I could tell she was very anxious on the phone, but sending it to her by express mail wouldn't be fast enough.

So I read the draft to her, but the cell phone signal was poor, and she couldn't hear me clearly. Finally, she seemed to give up, saying, "Never mind, just work it out as you see fit." I was also anxious, but then a thought suddenly struck me. I told her not to worry, I'd have a solution by tomorrow. She asked what it was, and I said, "You'll find out then."

The next day, I bought a return train ticket and also a ticket for the 5 a.m. train ride the following morning. The train journey from here to her place takes four hours. My plan was this: finish my work for the day in the afternoon, then go back to her place, give her the draft, help her with some feedback, and then take the 5 a.m. train back. That afternoon, after finishing my work, I rushed to the station. When I arrived, I called her; she was still at work preparing her performance review report. When I knocked on her office door, she was so surprised she couldn't close her mouth.

Seeing her astonished expression, I felt quite pleased with myself. After explaining my plan to her, she was overjoyed, jumping and laughing excitedly like a little girl. I laid the draft on her desk, explaining my thought process for the report and the parts where I would praise her work. By the time I finished explaining, it was already 10 PM.

She asked me what I was going to do that night, where I would stay. I said I would go back to the train station now and catch the 5 AM train the next morning. She firmly disagreed, saying I had to stay at her place. After some arguing, I agreed.

I watched her start tidying up the documents in the office. She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and skirt; her high breasts were quite noticeable behind the shirt. After she finished tidying up, she went to turn off the lights, and I followed behind her. After she turned off the lights, I suddenly hugged her tightly. She seemed prepared, turning around and hugging me tightly.

After a passionate kiss, my hand went straight into her bra. She didn't resist, letting me knead her breasts. She even let out a soft moan. I started unbuttoning her shirt, and she said softly, "Don't do this, this is an office, it's not appropriate..." but she didn't stop me, half-heartedly letting me take off her shirt.

I put her shirt on the table, and now she was standing in front of me wearing only a bra, her arms crossed over her chest as if out of shyness. But when I couldn't untie her bra strap from behind, she reached behind her back and unhooked it herself.

After her bra was removed, her two full, white breasts stood proudly before me. It was the first time I'd seen a young woman's breasts so openly exposed, and my throat went dry. Years of pent-up desire erupted, making it hard to breathe. I swallowed, leaned down, and cupped her right breast in my hands. Her breast was beautifully shaped, white, and round, almost half the size of a watermelon.

"Sweetheart, your breasts are so big!"

I whispered.

"Yes, when I shower with other women, they say they're nice here too,"

she replied softly.

In the outdoor light, her breasts were as white as jade, but the nipples were purplish-black, and the areolas were dark and large. The white breasts and purplish-black nipples created a powerful and alluring effect.

I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked hard, while simultaneously kneading her entire breast with both hands. With my sucking and caressing, her breathing became rapid, and she held my head tightly.

After suckling her right breast for a while, I started suckling her left breast. This time, I pinched her right nipple with one hand and rubbed her left breast with the other, while simultaneously sucking and kissing her left nipple.

"Ah..."

she let out a low moan. I started moving downwards, taking off her skirt and placing it on the table.

"Don't do this!"

she whispered, her legs tightly pressed together. At the same time, she gripped her only piece of clothing, her panties, tightly.

I touched her legs from below, the stimulation from her fair thighs making my head buzz. I suddenly picked her up and laid her on her back on the table, with her clothes underneath her. After that, she quickly became compliant, making no further resistance, but her hands still gripped her panties tightly, so I didn't take them off.

After spreading her legs, I buried my head between them, and through her panties, I could see her dark pubic hair. A burning urge made me unable to resist pulling aside the part of her panties that covered her private parts.

"Ah!"

she cried out, seemingly trying to cover herself with her hands, but I blocked her way. Her most intimate part was finally exposed to me. I desperately wanted to know if it was her first time, but I had absolutely no experience with girls before her and didn't know how to tell if someone was a virgin. The room was dimly lit; I could only see that her labia were quite thick, turned outwards from the center of her vulva, and curled irregularly. They were a deep black, and a pool of glistening fluid had accumulated at the base.

Was this a virgin's vulva?

My heart pounded. This was a scene I had dreamed of for a long time—kissing the most private part of the woman I loved. I lowered my head and pressed my lips to her exposed labia. Like a kiss, I slipped my tongue between them. Her moans grew louder, and she writhed incessantly. The fluid seeping from her vulva flowed into my mouth; it tasted fishy and slightly sour.

After kissing for a while, I put her down. I held her in my arms, and she breathed softly, her body covered in sweat.

I felt tense all over, wondering what to do next. She said softly, "Let's go home first. This is the clinic; I'm a little scared." I thought she probably hadn't really done it before, just like me. I love her, and I can't let her worry or be afraid. Thinking this, I nodded, let go of her, and helped her get dressed. It was almost 11 o'clock.

Outside the hospital, the night was deep. We hailed a taxi. She clung tightly to me, and we quickly arrived at her apartment building. On the stairs, I hugged her again, kissing her while caressing her breasts. Her eyes were closed, and I felt our hearts merging; I felt she already belonged to me.

She whispered to me, "You know what? I'm so happy today." My heart was still pounding, and I thought I must treat her well from now on. After a while, we went upstairs.

After entering the house, she explained to her mother that I had to catch a train the next morning and would be staying there tonight. Her mother seemed very happy and busied herself pouring water for me. After talking for a while, her mother tidied her room and prepared bedding for me. Since it was quite late, her mother went to rest first, leaving just the two of us in the room.

An orange lamp was on. She rested her head on my chest and softly said,

"How will I ever see you again…?"

I said, "Sweetheart, from now on, I will love you forever."

She murmured, hugging me tightly. The orange light shone on us both, casting a warm glow on the ceiling, filling her little room. After a long while, she left the room.

The light was turned off, and the room darkened. Starlight streamed in from the window, dappling the floor and the bedside table. I lay on the bed, covered by the blanket that still carried her lingering scent. The night was quiet, but my mind was still on what had happened at the hospital. I felt a mix of joy and excitement; her full breasts and dark labia seemed to keep flashing before my eyes.

Was this my girlfriend's body? She now holds endless allure and anticipation for me. When I first held her hand and walked down the street, I couldn't have imagined this kind of intimacy. While excited, seeing her mother tidying my room also gave me a guilty feeling. What would happen next time?

Thinking about this, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

III. Losing My Virginity

The next day, I returned on time. Although the day was tiring, just thinking of her made me want evening to come quickly so I could talk to her more. Finally back at the hotel, I dialed her number.

"Are you tired today?"

she asked with concern.

"Not bad, darling, did you miss me?"

I began to tease her.

"Hmm."

"You looked so beautiful last night. Would you like to be with me?"

She paused suddenly and said, "Yes... Do you think I'm really that good?"

"I want to marry you, is that okay?"

She hesitated for a moment and said, "There's something I want to tell you. Can you accept it?"

"Of course, I'll accept anything you say."

"Then I'll tell you when you get back."

"Hehe, what is it? Why are you being so mysterious? Did you pass the evaluation and get promoted?"

"Not yet. They just praised me today. I'll have to wait for the official documents to come down."

"My report was pretty good, wasn't it?"

"They all said it was good."

"Of course, it's my masterpiece!"

"Stop bragging! Hehe..." She laughed.

"Sweetheart, what did it feel like when we kissed?"

"So embarrassing! How could you be so lewd?"

"Hehe, how was the touching?"

"I'm not telling you anymore, it's too lewd!"

"Sweetheart, I love you, I truly love you!"

"I know..."

Her voice was sweet and alluring, seemingly intoxicated. I wanted to strike while the iron was hot.

"Sweetheart, give me your virginity."

"I..."

Her voice suddenly hesitated.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?"

"No, no, but..."

It seemed she needed comforting.

"I promise I'll marry you!"

"No, no..."

She paused, as if considering something.

"Don't worry, I'm willing to take care of you, willing to love you forever, willing to spend my whole life with you."

"I love you too, but, but I'm not anymore..."

she murmured.

My heart skipped a beat. This was truly unexpected. I couldn't imagine it. I always thought she was so quiet and dignified. Could she not be a virgin? How could that be?

"Really?"

"It's true, I'm telling you the truth. Don't pay attention to me anymore. I'm not as good as you think..."

Her voice began to choke.

Hearing her sobs, the words "I'm willing to be with you forever" suddenly echoed in my mind—the promise I had once made to her.

"Sweetheart, please don't cry, okay?"

"Don't call me sweetheart anymore, I don't deserve it, leave me!"

No, that's not something I can do. Would I abandon you just because you're not a virgin? I just feel unprepared, and a little resentful.

"I won't, I think you're great, actually I don't really care... as long as you truly love me."

I hesitated for a moment and said,

"But can you tell me some things from the past?"

She was still sobbing, but she still told me some things from the past.

She said it was three years before she met me, when she was just 19 years old and had just started working. She met a young man from another city. He was very good to her, but her parents objected, thinking he was unreliable. But she thought he was good, so she insisted on seeing him, and her father even beat her for it. Later, he took her to a relative's house, and that's how she lost her virginity.

"I was so stupid, so stupid..."

she cried. I felt terrible too, but I felt that a person shouldn't have to pay the price again and again for a moment's impulse.

"Don't be sad. I think as long as you truly love each other, it's nothing. So why did you break up later?"

I asked.

She said haltingly that she later discovered he had many flaws. He liked money and always boasted to her about how much he made in the stock market. He also liked to associate with people she didn't like. The two often argued, so she took the initiative to break up with him.

"Do you still have any news about him?"

"No, absolutely not. Why would I contact him! All he cares about is making money!"

she said decisively, the ruthlessness in her tone startling me. I'm very sensitive to other people's thoughts and can often sense what's going on in someone's mind. It seems she has no feelings for him anymore.

I thought to myself, no matter what, he was the first man you gave your heart to. No matter what, you shouldn't be so heartless towards him. Besides, judging from the flaws she mentioned, they shouldn't be too big of a problem. As long as he truly loves you, what can't be forgiven? This is somewhat unlike the gentle girl I had in mind.

I suddenly wondered if, in the future, she would use the same tone to describe me to others.

This thought flashed through my mind and then vanished. I continued to comfort her gently, and gradually, she stopped crying. We were once again immersed in the whirlpool of love.

A month later, I finally returned. Stepping onto the land where my beloved lived again filled me with immense warmth. At the same time, my eagerness to see her led me straight to her workplace. She was standing at the hospital entrance waiting for me, holding a small basket and wearing a red skirt. Seeing me wave, she ran over, and I took her hand. It had been so long since I'd seen her; her hand was warm and comforting, and it stirred a surge of desire within me.

She had just washed her hair; her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the gentle breeze accentuated her fair complexion, making her look incredibly alluring. I couldn't help but hug her tightly.

"Where are we going?"

She gently slipped out of my arms, pointed to the basket, and said,

"I'm off today, let's go to the park up ahead."

"Okay, let's go!"

I took her hand and walked towards the station.

Once on the bus, she pointed out the buildings to me.

She grew up here, initially living with her grandmother near the park. Perhaps the environment evoked childhood memories; she was in high spirits as we walked through the park. Unlike the bustling parks in the city, this place was quiet, with a gentle murmur of water in the woods. We spread a picnic blanket beside a small tree on a grassy area.

I sat down and read her a passage from a book I'd brought, "Stories from the Bible."

"Abraham and his family left Somma. He remembered God's teachings and kept moving forward, never looking back.

But the wife of one of his relatives couldn't help but look back. Somma was bathed in white light, and she instantly turned into a wax figure…"

"And then?"

she asked with concern.

"Black."

I sat on the ground, grinning mischievously.

"What's black?"

she asked, looking at me with confusion.

I jumped up from the ground, hugged her, and whispered in her ear, "Inside your underwear."

"Ah, you're so horny!"

she screamed, realizing I had been secretly peeping under her skirt while pretending to study.

"I'm the pervert you're talking about!"

I said fiercely, my hand already under her skirt, touching her smooth thigh. Ever since I found out she wasn't a virgin, and with hardly anyone around, I've found myself becoming much bolder. Her breathing quickened, and she closed her eyes.

"Auntie, your skirt fell down!"

A little kid, about four or five years old, appeared out of nowhere and kindly reminded her.

"Ah!"

she exclaimed, quickly picking up her clothes that I had messed up. The kid ran away.

I felt embarrassed too, so I whispered in her ear, "Let's go to the movies."

After leaving the park, we took a car to the cinema. Once inside the box, I quickly embraced her. She pressed her lips to mine, and I kissed her greedily, simultaneously slipping my hand inside her panties. Circling around the dense pubic hair, I discovered that her panties were already quite wet.

I inserted my fingers into her warm opening, gently moving them up and down. Her previous shyness was gone; she wrapped her arms around me, pressing her breasts tightly against my chest, swaying her hips, and breathing heavily. I simply pulled down her panties, letting her lean back in her chair, and leaned down to kiss her secret garden.

The cinema lighting was dimmer than in her office that day, and the chair in the box blocked out the light, so I still couldn't see her lower body clearly. I simply kept probing her opening with my tongue, exploring that feminine secret, and she moaned softly. Only when the movie ended and the lights came on did I release her.

Emerging from the movie theater, she leaned weakly against me, seemingly utterly exhausted. I, however, felt a lingering desire and said to her,

"Let's go back to my place first; you haven't been yet."

"Is anyone home? Going to see your parents like this would be so embarrassing."

"Don't worry, it's just me and my brother here; he's at work."

She knew what I was about to do but didn't object. We hailed a taxi, and soon arrived at my place. I pulled her into my room.

My room was sparsely furnished, with only a few pieces of furniture. I had recently bought the house; my parents hadn't moved in yet. I pulled her to the bedside. She immediately wrapped her arms around my neck, and I gently pushed her down onto the bed.

"Let me take a good look at you, okay?"

I asked softly.

"Look, my whole body is yours…"

Her voice trembled slightly as she closed her eyes.

I took off her skirt, then her underwear, but not her shirt. Now, she lay naked on the bed, her navel round on her fair belly, a thick patch of pubic hair at the bottom of her slightly bulging abdomen, starkly contrasting with her white thighs. Looking at this woman, completely naked from the waist down, my desire surged like a wild horse. The room was brightly lit, and I parted her legs again, revealing her vulva in perfect detail.

Her buttocks were round and white, with thick black pubic hair between them, growing from above her vulva and extending downwards along the outer edge of her labia, all the way to the area around her anus. Her labia majora bulged high in the middle of her buttocks, between which were two thick, dark-colored labia minora. Although these two thick, jet-black labia minora were turned outwards, their outer edges curled messily, unable to conceal the purple vaginal opening in the center. Perhaps the stimulation in the movie theater was too intense; her perineum, anus, and surrounding pubic hair were covered in white fluid.

I couldn't control myself any longer. I first licked her left labia, then her right, sucking them out with my mouth each time, then straightening the curled edges with my lips before inserting my tongue directly into her vagina.

This kind of kissing was incredibly stimulating; her waist arched upwards repeatedly, her buttocks twisted violently, and she moaned excitedly. After kissing for a while, I used my hands to pry her labia apart. The purplish-red opening was wide open, constantly contracting, and the membrane described in books was gone. I really wanted to know what a virgin's vulva looked like, but unfortunately, I would never see her vulva when she was a virgin again.

Just as her vulva was being kissed, I heard the sound of a key turning in the lock outside. I knew it was my brother coming home. So she quickly got dressed and asked me to close the door. But if I closed the door, wouldn't that be like trying to hide something obvious? Luckily, I was still dressed, so I said, "I'll go out first." But she was already a bit flustered, and I was anxious too, but there was no other way, so I went to the living room.

My brother opened the door, saw me standing in the living room, and said,

"You're back from your business trip! That's great! When did you arrive?"

I replied casually, hoping my sweetheart would get dressed quickly. My brother noticed there was still someone in my room.

"Huh, who else is here?"

My sweetheart ran out from inside. Good heavens, she wasn't wearing shoes! Seeing her standing barefoot on the floor, her face flushed, I felt both embarrassed and amused.

"Ah, brother, this is the girlfriend you told me about, right?"

She turned around, opened her mouth,

"Um, um... I am!"

I didn't know what to say.

She rushed out of the house, complaining for a while about not closing the door and for not knowing when my family arrived. Actually, I didn't expect my brother to get off work early, so I had to offer countless explanations and comforting words. But then I remembered her standing barefoot in the living room, and I couldn't help but secretly want to laugh.

Finally, I took her home, and breathing in the quiet air, I let out a long sigh of relief. The hustle and bustle of the city had disappeared. I longed to spend more time with her, but the clock already struck 6 o'clock, and her mother was about to take the bus back. I felt it wouldn't be right for us to be alone in the room without her knowing beforehand, so I got up and said goodbye.

IV. First Time Making Love

Saturday arrived quickly, and we agreed to meet at her house. After exchanging pleasantries with the elders, her mother asked me to treat her house as my own and not always rush back so late, only to return the next day to see her daughter.

I couldn't refuse her kind offer and was very happy.

After chatting for a while, we went out shopping. When we returned, it was already dusk, and her mother had already prepared dinner. Looking at the table full of steaming food, I felt that this truly was my home.

After dinner, her uncle called, asking her mother to come over for a visit. Before leaving, her mother told us to keep an eye on the house.

It seemed her mother no longer considered me an outsider and trusted me completely. This might be related to the reliable impression I left on her and the nature of my work, but she probably didn't know what I had done with her daughter. The room fell silent again, a silence that felt like gunpowder for our burning desire. As I pulled her down onto the sofa, she said,

"Let's go to my little room, I'll give you everything..."

We went into her little room without turning on the lights. She gently closed the door, locked it, and drew the curtains. I quietly asked,

"Will Auntie come back suddenly like my brother did?"

"No way, who's as unpredictable as your family?"

She remembered the awkwardness at my house that time, her face flushed red again, and she kept hitting my chest.

I held her in my arms; her body had become burning hot. I finally had a chance to be alone with her without any worries. As I undressed her, my breath quickened again.

Now she was finally laid naked on the bed, and as I undressed myself, I felt a pang of embarrassment; after all, I had never been naked in front of any woman since I was a child.

I climbed onto the bed, looking at the woman who was completely naked before me for the first time. The dim light shone on her naked body, highlighting her full breasts and white thighs, making her curves incredibly alluring.

"My darling!"

I pressed down on her, embracing her from above. As her soft skin touched mine, I felt my penis harden and stand erect. She parted her legs, and my penis pressed directly against her vulva. Our lips met tightly, my tongue entering her mouth, and she responded even more passionately, her body gently twisting. Her wet vulva rubbed against me, and a strong urge to ejaculate made my vision blur. I controlled myself, knowing I had to hold on.

I guided my penis and slowly inserted it into her wet opening. I felt her vagina tightly envelop my penis, the head of my penis entering without any resistance, until finally, my entire penis was inside her.

Her eyes were closed, she was breathing rapidly, her arms tightly wrapped around me, her breasts pressed against my chest, her legs wide open, one leg braced against the wall on the inside of the bed.

I began thrusting. Her vagina was warm and lubricated, and I felt a suction force gripping my penis in waves. After a few thrusts, I felt the urge to ejaculate again. I tried my best to hold back, not wanting it to end so soon. The gripping force inside her vagina seemed to grow stronger. With each thrust, it felt as if my penis was being tightly gripped from head to toe. The head of my penis was turned up, rubbing against it tightly. I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ah, my darling..."

My semen spurted into her body. I breathed heavily, covered in sweat.

"My darling, you're mine, mine..."

I held her and kissed her.

"I know..."

she said softly, feeling my ejaculation.

"Am I beautiful?"

she asked.

I nodded vigorously, but suddenly felt a pang of unease.

"Sweetheart, did I insert it into the wrong hole?"

"Oh no! How could this be! Ah, it's all flowing out!"

she cried.

"I need to go to the bathroom!"

With that, she turned and got off the bed, put on her top and skirt, opened the door, and ran into the bathroom. After a while, she came out and whispered in my ear,

"You shot so much! It's all over your thighs! Feel it, it's all there!"

I stammered. For some reason, at that moment, images of the girls I had once admired flashed through my mind, their faces rapidly passing through my thoughts. Goodbye, girls I once loved and who loved me. From now on, I will only have my sweetheart. A nameless, faint sorrow, mixed with present happiness, churned within me. I felt a silent sense of loss, accompanying my past desires and present satisfaction—that must be the path of life.

Seeing my sudden silence, she seemed surprised and a little angry:

"Oh, why are you like that? I thought you'd be so happy!"

But I wasn't unhappy. Perhaps she'd never understand how I felt then. My first time giving myself to someone, and from that moment on, no matter what she was like before, I was willing to be with her forever, never to be separated from her. I wouldn't think about other girls anymore; I only wanted to share happiness and sorrow with her. I gazed at her intently.

"Don't be angry, I love you,"

I whispered in her ear.

She hugged me tightly.

"Will you leave me in the future?"

she murmured.

How could I leave her? She was the first girl to give herself to me.

"I won't leave you; I will love you for the rest of my life."

"Will you say bad things about me in the future?"

"No."

"Will you be mean to me?"

"No."

These words still seem to echo in my ears. Perhaps the passage of time will dilute all passion, but my promises still resonate in my heart.

V. The Real Desire of a Woman

The next day, after breakfast, we planned to go out, but her mother was going to get her hair done, so we stayed home together. As soon as her mother left, she hurriedly unzipped my pants.

"I want..."

she said, pulling out my penis and taking it into her mouth. I had always been the one kissing her before, so I didn't expect her to be so proactive, which made me feel a little embarrassed. But she seemed afraid I wouldn't see her expression, looking at me provocatively while sticking out her tongue and licking the glans in circles, while simultaneously using both hands to grip the base of my penis and vigorously stroking it up and down.

Her tongue was very long, the tip of it quickly tracing the back of the glans, bringing a feeling of wanting to ejaculate but being unable to, a feeling that I found almost unbearable. After kissing for a while, she tilted her head back.

"Is it comfortable?"

she asked.

I stripped her naked and hugged her from behind

. "Let me see your body from behind,"

I said softly to her.

She nodded, leaned forward, climbed onto the bed, spread her legs, and knelt on the edge of the bed. She placed her hands on the bed, lowered her head and shoulders, and then raised her full buttocks high towards me, exposing her anus and vulva in the center of her buttocks.

She did this with practiced ease; her former girlish shyness was completely gone. From behind, her white buttocks appeared very round and large, and the visual contrast between the thick pubic hair in the middle of her buttocks, her open vulva, and her white buttocks created an indescribable desire. I

knelt behind her, and the woman's anus and vulva were now fully exposed. Her two dark labia minora were spread apart between the pubic hair, and a white, viscous liquid flowed from the exposed vaginal opening; the flesh around her anus was slightly everted, and although her buttocks were white, the color of her anus was dark purple, contrasting against her two tender white buttocks and thighs, giving rise to a feeling that only penetration of all her holes could satisfy me.

"Ah, darling, I've seen your body!"

"Is it beautiful?"

she asked, propping herself up and turning her head.

"So exciting..."

I replied, my penis now erect like an iron rod. I slowly slid the head of my penis along her buttocks, past her anus, and down to her vulva. When my penis reached her vulva, I thrust it in with all my might. She groaned loudly; this time, her vulva didn't seem to contract as forcefully as the first time. I only felt my own frenzy.

I held her buttocks from behind, my body thrusting repeatedly. Her body swayed with each thrust, her breasts bouncing incessantly. This time it lasted a long time; half an hour passed and I was still thrusting. The groans from my penis grew louder with each thrust. Perhaps it had been too long; she could no longer support herself, her shoulders flattening completely on the bed, her breasts pressed against the bed, only her buttocks still sticking up high.

After a long while, I was finally about to ejaculate.

"Can I ejaculate, darling?"

she moaned, saying,

"Ah, don't ejaculate inside, ejaculate outside!"

I obeyed her, and just as I was about to climax, I pulled my penis out of her vagina. But the feeling was really unbearable because I was about to ejaculate. As my penis left her vagina, a thick stream of semen gushed out, all of it landing on her buttocks and back.

"Ah, my darling!"

I cried out to her, the semen spraying out very forcefully, one spurt, two spurts, more than ten spurts before stopping. At this moment, my darling was lying on the bed, panting heavily, her buttocks and back covered in my semen, the whole small room filled with a fishy smell of semen.

I picked her up from the bed, and she turned around and hugged me, pressing her breasts against my chest, still panting heavily. After a while, she raised her head,

"Why did it take so long this time?"

my darling asked.

"I don't know, do you like it lasting?"

"I like it, I like it so much..."

she said, grasping my lower body with her hand.

"How come it's still so big?"

She bent down and took my penis into her mouth again.

"Ah!"

I couldn't help but cry out, because I had just ejaculated, so it was very sensitive. Her tongue began to move, constantly touching the sensitive glans, and that feeling of excitement spread throughout my body, making me tremble.

"Do you want it again?"

She stopped, holding my penis with her hand, then lay back on the bed, letting me straddle her chest, her two full breasts clamping my penis between them.

Her breasts were warm and soft, completely enveloping my penis.

Then she cupped her breasts with both hands and began to stroke them up and down.

Watching her two full breasts undulate up and down around my penis, I couldn't hold back any longer. The throbbing feeling of ejaculation gave me an unparalleled excitement, and my semen shot out again, all of it spraying into her two tightly clamped breasts.

"Do you like this?"

she asked as she got up, wiping the semen off her breasts.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore..."

I answered her breathlessly.

"But I still want more!"

she said coquettishly.

"Oh dear, what should I do?"

Hearing her say that, I was really at a loss.

"You kiss me, and I'll kiss you..."

she said, turning around, facing me with her buttocks, spreading her legs and straddling me, so that her buttocks were right in front of my head.

"Kiss me..."

she murmured, then lowered her head and took my penis into her mouth.

I had only secretly thought about this position in my mind, imagining that one day I could kiss a beautiful woman, but sometimes I felt that such thoughts were a bit too much. Now that my darling had taken the initiative, desire surged into my body again. I hugged her plump buttocks, my tongue frantically licking inside her vulva, and at the same time, my penis, which had just gone limp, became hard again under the influence of her soft tongue.

"Ah, it's erect again, be ready..."

Xin Gan said, her mouth, which was holding my penis, began to move up and down rapidly. I could feel her tongue rotating constantly, but the angle was different from when she kissed me earlier. I didn't know how she did it, I only knew that an unprecedented pleasure spread from the glans of my penis throughout my body. But rather than pleasure, it was more like an unsatisfying urge to penetrate. As her tongue stirred, this feeling gradually turned into a frenzied pain, making my whole body tremble, and I couldn't even continue kissing her vulva.

"Ah, Xin Gan, don't do this, I really can't take it anymore..."

She felt my whole body trembling, let go of me, then turned around, straddled me, and sat my penis inside her vulva. Then she hugged me and began to rock her hips back and forth...

"Ah... does this feel better?"

she asked, moaning as she moved.

This position felt different from when she was lying flat or prone. Mainly, her vagina wasn't as tight as the previous two positions, but her hips moved in circles, causing my penis to thrust in and out of her vagina. Combined with the constant rubbing of her breasts against my chest and her rapid moans, it was a different kind of pleasure.

"Ah, darling, darling..."

After a while, her movements became more vigorous, lifting her hips high each time before slamming them down, her plump white buttocks hitting my thighs with a "slap, slap" sound.

She controlled her movements perfectly; the height her hips rose each time was just right, leaving the glans of my penis and her vulva in a state of near-miss; and when her hips dropped quickly, the glans of my penis could just push open her labia and enter her vagina, making an obscene "plop, plop" sound each time.

"Is it exciting?"

she asked, shaking her hips.

"Ah! This is so stimulating..."

I responded to her, feeling the fluids in her vagina flowing more and more with each thrust, starting to trickle down my penis and onto my scrotum, making it wet and cool. After a while, her breathing became heavier, and her movements slowed down, as if this was exhausting. Her face was flushed, and beads of sweat appeared on her nose and cheeks.

"Tired?"

I asked, holding her.

"Ah, ah..."

she breathed softly, resting for a moment before saying,

"Let's change positions, do you like this?"

As she spoke, she spread her legs wide apart, forming an M shape, her penis still inside her vagina, in a squatting position. She leaned back, her hands gripping my legs behind her, completely exposing her genitals. Before me was her snow-white lower abdomen, the thick, dark pubic hair extending down to her fair legs, and the dark vulva penetrated by my penis.

Her buttocks began to move up and down rapidly again. This position allowed me to clearly see my penis moving in and out of her two dark, curly labia minora. Her breasts also swayed wildly with the rapid movement of her body. A few strands of loose, long, black hair fell across her chest, contrasting with her two fair, swaying breasts and the thick, dark pubic hair on her lower abdomen, making her look extremely wanton.

I cooperated with her, thrusting upwards forcefully as she sat down. Each time, I could feel a small opening pressing against the head of my penis. With each thrust, she screamed. I thought that was her cervix. This feeling was something I had never experienced before. And the fluid seeping from her vagina increased until it covered my entire thigh.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

she moaned, her movements quickening. I knew she was about to climax, so I responded with even greater intensity.

Finally, she collapsed onto my chest, panting heavily, her body trembling.

"Did you climax?" I asked her.

"Mmm,"

she replied, her face flushed and covered in sweat.

"But you haven't come yet!"

she said.

"Then let me do it a few more times."

"No! It's too sensitive inside, I can't do it anymore. Let me help you with something else..."

she said, turning around again, her buttocks facing me, lying on top of me. Her vulva was once again in front of me, the vaginal opening between her dark labia now fully open, and white fluid had even stained half of her buttocks. I felt my desire boiling over, and involuntarily grabbed her buttocks, my tongue plunging into her vagina.

"Ah!"

she cried out,

"Be gentle, it's so sensitive, I can't take it..."

she twisted her buttocks, then stroked the penis that had just been withdrawn from her vagina.

"You know what? I love it so much, it's so big, so clean..."

she said, taking my penis into her mouth while stroking it up and down with her hand.

With her movements, I kissed her vulva forcefully, and her hands quickened their pace, licking the glans with her tongue. I could no longer resist the tight sucking of her small mouth holding my glans, and a stream of semen gushed out, my whole body convulsing.

"Ah!"

she cried, spitting out my semen,

"It tastes like tadpoles!"

"Do you like it?"

I asked her.

"Hmph, I don't like eating them."

"But I love you,"

I told her.

"I really love you, I love everything about you, I love everything about you,"

I murmured, the continuous ejaculation making my body feel weak, my eyelids heavy.

"Don't fall asleep,"

she reminded me.

"Hurry up and take a shower and get dressed, Mom will be back at noon."

"If Auntie comes back now, she'll definitely know we've been up to no good."

"She won't be able to tell after the shower."

"Then I want to take a bath together..."

"You're a real pervert reincarnated!"

She giggled, and I suddenly picked her up. She screamed as I carried her into the bathroom.

After the bath, she squatted down, looking at my now limp penis.

"Can it get hard again?"

"I'm afraid it'll take a while."

"Then I'll test how long it takes."

A little while later, I'd understand how she tested it.

After the shower, we sat on the living room sofa watching TV, but after a while, she slipped under me, unzipped my pants, and started kissing and sucking my penis. I felt very nervous because if her mother came back at that moment, I wouldn't have time to clean up.

"Sweetie, don't do this! Auntie will be back soon, we won't have time!"

"No! I want to kiss! I want to kiss!"

Under her forceful sucking, slowly, my penis became hard again.

"Ah, you got hard so quickly, you're such a pervert!"

she said, hugging me tightly again...

VI. The Deep Throat of a Lustful Woman in the Morning

It was Monday morning soon. Xin Gan's mother usually got up very early because she had to catch the 6 o'clock bus to work. I was still fast asleep when I was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door opening. I thought it was her mother coming to get something. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. The footsteps moved to the bedside, and I suddenly felt a soft, warm breast press against my face. I opened my eyes abruptly and saw Xin Gan standing in front of the bed, wearing only a nightgown, which she had rolled up to her chest, revealing her two white breasts.

I tried to get up, but she held my head and put her nipple in my mouth.

"Shh... don't talk, the door is locked, I love it when you kiss me here..."

she whispered, pressing her entire breast tightly against my face. I sucked the nipple in completely and then used my tongue to flick the erect head. With each kiss, she moaned softly. I suckled on her breasts, pulling her onto the bed and embracing her tightly. Her round, hot body reignited my desire. She pulled down my underwear, one hand stroking my penis.

After sucking on both nipples, I pressed her down beneath me. She released her grip on my penis, clinging tightly to me, her legs spread wide. I followed the fluid flowing from her vagina, penetrating her. This time, I felt that tightness in her vagina again. My penis throbbed inside her, and she cried out softly.

"Sweetheart, I'm going to cum!"

"Don't cum inside!"

she warned.

Just as the throbbing sensation was about to occur, I pulled my penis out of her vagina again. But after pulling it out, the urge to ejaculate disappeared, and she sat up on the bed.

Looking at Xin'gan's voluptuous waist, I couldn't resist and rubbed my penis upwards along her body. When I passed her navel, I rubbed the head of my penis against it. She giggled softly,

"You won't even leave this hole alone? Put it here..."

she said, opening her mouth.

"Can I put it in? The taste of semen isn't very good."

"Mmm, I want it!"

she said, opening her mouth and taking my penis in, licking the head with her tongue. After a while, she hugged my buttocks, stretched her neck, and gradually swallowed my penis. Actually, my penis isn't short; it's about 17cm when erect and aroused, but she ended up taking the entire penis in, all the way to the base.

I felt her throat gripping the head of my penis like her vagina did; it was an indescribable pleasure.

When I felt the head of my penis touch her throat, I began to thrust. Her head moved in sync with my thrusts. As I pushed deeper into her throat, her head would tilt upwards as much as possible, allowing me to penetrate even further. I followed the movement of her head, trying my best to insert my penis to the hilt each time, so I could feel the head of my penis being pressed and rubbed against the tender flesh of her throat, somewhat like the sensation of penetrating her uterus. After dozens of such thrusts, I felt my semen about to ejaculate and tried to pull my penis out, but just as I was about to ejaculate, she tightly hugged my buttocks, keeping my penis fully inserted in her mouth, making it impossible to pull out. Finally, with my penis throbbing wildly, all the semen shot out into her throat.

"Ugh, ugh..."

she groaned softly, waiting until long after I had ejaculated before letting go and allowing me to pull my penis out of her mouth. The purple head of my penis emerged from her throat, bringing with it a long trail of sticky fluid, the other end of which still clung to the side of her mouth, looking extremely lewd.

"Honey, don't you dislike semen? Why did you ejaculate inside?" I

asked her breathlessly, somewhat puzzled.

"Look..."

She opened her mouth wide, but there was no semen on her tongue.

"Where's the semen?" I asked her.

"It went in so deep, it all went straight into her stomach!" She whispered, nestled in my arms.

"What if a patient comes to examine me today and I smell like tadpoles?"

I laughed. "It's okay, just say I did it this morning!"

"Ah! You're so mean!" She punched me.

VII. The Anus of Desire

This Monday morning was really busy. After making love with my honey, I had to rush to work.

Looking at the morning sun and the hurried flow of people, I really didn't want to leave that warm little bed. My beloved woman was on that bed, and I wanted to be with her all the time. But what could I do? People always have other things to do.

When I got to work, I climbed the stairs step by step, feeling a little sore and weak in the legs. Thinking back on the past two days with Xin'gan, we'd almost taken every opportunity to make love. Although Xin'gan seems dignified and quiet, it's hard to imagine she has such strong desires. All day long, I couldn't concentrate on anything else; my mind was filled with images of Xin'gan's two plump, white buttocks sticking up high and her full breasts swaying up and down during sex. I longed to be with her as soon as possible.

Finally, the weekend arrived. Just before I was about to leave work, Xin'gan called, asking me to go shopping with her.

Sitting in the taxi, thinking about being with her again, my heart pounded. When we arrived at the hospital, because I'd spent over an hour on the road, all her colleagues had already left. She was alone in the examination room. I hugged her tightly. "I missed you, I missed you!" I said.

"It's only been a week and it's already like this..." she said coquettishly.

I kissed her lips, stopping her from continuing.

"Mmm..." Her tongue was captured in my mouth, and we held each other tightly, kissing passionately.

My hands began to undress her.

"Don't be so hasty! The door isn't even locked!" She pushed me away, ran to the door, and locked it from the inside.

"If someone comes back and sees us like this, it'll be hospital news."

"Sweetheart, you smell so good!"

"I just took a shower..." she said softly.

I started to undress her, and she squirmed. "No! Not here, this is a place for doctors, it's not proper."

"But sweetheart, I want it so badly." I held her tightly, not letting her leave.

"Then kiss me, we'll go outside later, okay?" she said.

Thinking that this was the first place I saw her secret, I felt that same urge again. I hugged her from the side, one hand touching her breast, the other reaching into her pants, touching her buttocks.

"Sweetheart, I love you so much..."

My hand wandered over her buttocks, gradually moving between her plump buttocks. When it passed her anus, a sudden desire rose within me.

I took off her top and removed her bra, revealing her two full breasts.

I took one of her erect nipples into my mouth, while one hand reached under her lower abdomen to touch her vulva, and the other hand massaged her buttocks from behind.

"Help me take off my pants..." Xin Gan moaned.

I pulled down her pants, and now she was completely naked.

Xin Gan knelt down, and she pulled down my pants. As my penis stood erect in front of her, she immediately grasped it and greedily sucked on the glans that had retracted from the foreskin.

After kissing my penis for a while, she hugged me, rubbed her breasts against my body, and stood up. Then she helped me take off my top, and her naked body was tightly pressed against mine.

I took the opportunity to hold her buttocks tightly, pressing my penis against her lower abdomen, while spreading her buttocks apart and kneading them vigorously. Xin Gan seemed to enjoy this caressing; she hugged me tightly and forcefully thrust her tongue into my mouth.

"Do you like that position?" she asked.

"I like the way you lie face down, with your butt sticking out."

"You're so naughty!" she giggled. "But that position looks like a little animal..."

"But I really like it, because it's so clear from behind."

"I'll show you right now."

In the center of the examination room was a large table big enough for two people to lie across. Xin'gan climbed onto the table, her round buttocks sticking out as she lay face down. She spread her legs wide and lewdly, and between her legs, you could see her two large, full breasts hanging in front of her chest; and between her two white buttocks were her anus and vulva.

The distance between her anus and vulva was very close, and below her anus were two curled, black labia. The tender flesh at Xin'gan's anus protruded outward in a ring, the protruding part being a deep purple color, while the area around the anus was dark purple folds, making the entire anus in the middle of her white buttocks look like a chrysanthemum with a conspicuous purple stamen.

"Sweetheart, has this been used before?"

"Ah, don't ask!"

"Is it mine alone?"

"Yes, it's yours!"

she moaned.

I started kissing her anus, licking the tender flesh protruding from it with my tongue, while inserting my fingers into her vagina, gently moving them back and forth.

"Ah!..." The stimulation from both holes made her cry out involuntarily, her buttocks twisting constantly, and copious amounts of fluid flowing from her vagina, making "plop plop" sounds as my fingers moved in and out of her vagina. After kissing for a while, I pulled my fingers out of her vagina, then gently placed them on her anus, and with her vaginal fluid, I slowly inserted one finger into her anus.

After inserting my first finger into Xin Gan's anus, I felt a ring of muscle gripping my finger. Looking at the naked woman with her buttocks raised, a man's finger inserted into her anus, I felt incredibly aroused. I forcefully pushed my finger forward, the entire finger disappearing completely into her anus. This was the first time I had inserted my finger into a girl's anus, and my hand couldn't help but tremble, my finger shaking incessantly inside her warm anus.

I held my breath, and began to stir my finger inside Xin Gan's anus. "Ah..." Xin Gan moaned continuously with the stirring of my finger inside her anus, her hips twisting uncontrollably, more fluid flowing from her vulva, even running down her thighs.

"Xin Gan, do you like this?" I asked her.

"It's so exciting! My finger is trembling inside! I love how you love me," she said.

"Xin Gan, what does it feel like in the front hole?"

"She's jealous!"

"Why?"

"Because she wants it too..." she answered with a moan.

"Then how can we satisfy her?"

"Put it in..."

"Isn't it not possible now?"

"Ah, I can't take it anymore..." she said, reaching one hand under her body to her vulva, spreading her dark labia with her fingers. "Put it in!" she moaned.

Xin Gan spread her labia wide open, revealing the purplish-red flesh inside her vagina. My penis was already erect, and my burning lust made me unable to restrain myself any longer. "Xin Gan, move it in a little." Xin Gan climbed a little further in from the table, making room for me. Then I climbed onto the table, knelt behind her, and, following her upturned buttocks, thrust my hard, erect penis into her vagina.

"Ah!" Xin Gan cried out excitedly as my penis entered, shouting,

"Put your fingers in too! Put them in my anus, and there too!"

I inserted another finger into her anus. It seemed as if there was only a thin wall between Xin Gan's vagina and anus; I could clearly feel the penis inside her vagina with my finger inside her anus. I pressed my finger down in her anus, while my penis thrust forcefully in and out of her vagina with the pressure of my finger.

"Ah! Oh!..." Xin Gan seemed very excited by this two-pronged thrusting, and she let out a loud groan. So, I used this method to thrust my finger and penis in and out of both her front and back holes at the same time. Before long, a thick layer of white fluid formed around my penis from the vaginal fluid in Xin Gan's vagina.

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