Men also have a first time.

I often hear my buddies say that the woman they choose, regardless of her looks or personality, must be a virgin. They simply can't imagine their wife, with her face flushed, lying naked in someone else's bed. But their standards are much lower for themselves, and many can't even remember who they lost their virginity to, or even if they do, they don't care much. Talk is cheap, and this kind of thinking is a product of society. We can't blame anyone, but no matter where you live or what industry you're in, remaining untainted by the corrupting influences of society is indeed difficult.
Next, let me tell you about my first time (friendly reminder: this sounds a bit like a primary school student's essay, so if you just want to read about the moaning and groaning, you can skip this). I was a humanities student in high school, and I liked geography and history. But I went to a science and engineering university. So, when I first saw a job posting for a tour guide training course, I inexplicably signed up. And I even got my tour guide license very smoothly. Therefore, I stopped asking my family for money from my sophomore year onwards.
Being a tour guide is a very demanding profession. It involves scheming, explaining things, understanding interpersonal relationships, and even dealing with the temptations of the opposite sex and money. Basically, it touches on all the darker aspects of society. Therefore, it is safe to say that anyone who can be a tour guide with ease can easily handle other non-professional jobs.
Getting back to the point, it was July 2009, just two months after I started working as a part-time tour guide during university. I took on a group of teachers. You see, teacher groups are notoriously difficult tours in the tourism industry—they're notoriously stingy and don't pay well, plus teachers have a lot of issues and problems. Therefore, as a male tour guide, I was "entrusted with a heavy responsibility." I didn't really feel anything about it. First, my main reason for being a tour guide was to have fun, and second, a teacher group would be a good opportunity to meet many female teachers. Plus, I heard this group consisted of elementary school teachers—naive and with little social experience. What a great opportunity! Plus, with my silver tongue, I was confident it wouldn't be a problem.
Our destination was Mianshan Mountain in Shanxi Province, the Qiao and Wang Family Compounds, and the ancient city of Pingyao. The teacher kept asking this question along the way. Even when I already knew the answer, he would ask again. And when he saw I answered incorrectly, he would tell me the correct answer. It was so frustrating! Maybe it's just a professional habit!
We finally arrived at Mianshan. It rained heavily that day, and the bonfire was canceled. With nothing to do, I checked the rooms and found several female teachers I had chatted with on the way. One of them was her, Ye Zi.
That night, a few of us were chatting idly, and I realized the women were really horny, especially the married ones. They talked about everything, even in front of me, their "little brother," without any restraint. Just as we were getting into a lively conversation, Ms. Ye came out after washing her hair. Her hair was long and had a pleasant fragrance—probably Head & Shoulders. For me, the scent and allure of a woman's washed hair are irresistible. My little brother immediately felt aroused! But I bravely held back. I didn't think much of it; after all, I'm a seasoned tour guide. And so, the first day passed peacefully.
The next day's destination was Shuitaogou. To be honest, it was my first time there too, so I had to scout ahead and then turn back to find the other guests for many of the attractions. As a result, the number of people gradually increased. Fortunately, I had arranged the meeting time and place in advance, so there weren't any major problems. I was happy to be carefree. During this time, I frequently received text messages asking where I was and what was fun to do. I knew they were guests, but I didn't know who they were, so I just replied to whatever came to mind.
During dinner, Yezi pouted and said to me, "Being a tour guide is pretty cool, isn't it? She doesn't even reply to my text messages."
I embarrassedly declined, saying the signal was bad in the mountains.
That evening, we chatted for a while, exchanging pleasantries. Then, we checked her ID and discovered she was three years older than me. Her colleague told me she was already married and had no children.
At that moment, a profound saying came to mind: "Every man has a thing for married women."
For the next few days, we treated it like a normal group tour, with normal text message exchanges and occasional flirting. On the way back, because it was a night bus, the driver was quite unforgiving. He only stopped twice during the eight-hour journey. The female teachers almost went crazy with pent-up frustration. Upon arrival, they immediately wanted to hit the driver. I stayed far away; to be honest, I was also incredibly frustrated.
As usual, after finishing the tour, I went straight back to my dorm to sleep, but I was probably already wide awake. With nothing to do, I went on QQ and added a few of my more familiar clients, including Teacher Yezi.
I was surprised to find she was still online, so I learned a lot about her that morning.
I've been married for 10 months. I'm a Chinese language teacher. We went on our honeymoon to Hainan, where I had a good relationship with the tour guide. Recently, I had a big fight with my husband and went back to my parents' house. Luckily, my workplace organized a trip for me, so I came out to relax.
My conclusion is: I have a chance, and it was ordained by God.
The next opportunity came unexpectedly soon.
Our travel agency organized a summer camp during the summer vacation. The destination was a local reservoir with tourist attractions, and naturally, we thought of recruiting school teachers. I even arranged with our manager that she could participate for free. You know, for someone who loves to travel, a free trip of ten days or so is quite tempting.
Naturally, we ended up together.
The most unforgettable time was at summer camp. Every day I played with the kids and teased Teacher Ye. At night, when no one was around, I'd take her out for hugs and kisses, like we were dating. But I never had a chance to really make it work. After all, she wasn't a promiscuous woman. But I always felt like we were dating. Even her students, those little brats, could tell.
On the second-to-last night, the scenic area manager treated us to roast whole lamb and brought out two bottles of "Mendao Lv" (a type of strong liquor). Anyone who's drunk this knows it's incredibly potent. After that, we drank a case of beer. We were drunk in no time.
After returning to the hotel, she started calling her husband, crying and talking, but I can't remember what she said. Anyway, while she was talking, I started touching her, from top to bottom. Gradually, I went deeper.
I hung up the phone a moment later because if I didn't, the moaning would start. It really is drunken promiscuity. It's so easy to get started.
I started kissing her, and she cooperated, our tongues intertwining tightly, and I kept kneading her not-so-full breasts.
"Mmm, mmm"
We were all panting heavily.
Although I had watched a lot of porn and was familiar with such scenes, I was still very nervous. Even though I had seen my ex-girlfriend's body before, I didn't penetrate her after she gave me oral sex out of a sense of responsibility. I wanted to wait until our wedding day, but unexpectedly, we broke up not long after.
Getting back to the point, once you've aroused a woman's interest, especially the interest of a married woman, many things become much easier.
I started taking off her panties, and while doing so, I kept rubbing her breasts to keep the excitement going.
She simply said, "No, no, I'm married."
I continued undressing, saying as I did so, "Give it to me, Yezi, I'll be gentle with you."
What she said wasn't important; she knew it was just a process.
So in the dim light, I saw that dark patch of grass. Her pubic hair wasn't very thick, and there was no odor, which made me want to lick it. So I stuck out my tongue and started licking it, making "mmmmm" sounds. The more I licked, the more aroused I became. My penis couldn't wait any longer, so I thrust it in without much difficulty. After all, she was already married.
No matter how many films I usually watch, my mind wasn't very clear at the time, let alone after drinking so much alcohol. Alcohol has a numbing effect, so I didn't care about the usual nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, or whether it was gentle or not. I just went straight for a deep penetration, calling out "Husband!"
"Husband, husband"
"Was it good?"
"Yes, continue, continue, yes."
The sound of a woman moaning during sex is truly the most beautiful sound in the world. Even now, the memory is still unforgettable.
Under the influence of alcohol, I repeatedly penetrated the young woman's vagina, feeling that sensation, "I'm going to ejaculate."
"Go ahead and shoot. The doctor said I'm the kind of person who doesn't get pregnant easily, and these few days are my safe period."
"Is there really such a good thing?" I thought to myself, who cares? After all, it's my first time. I might as well ejaculate inside. Maybe it will feel better that way. So I went all out and continued to thrust in and ...
"Ahhhhh"
At that moment, screams, sounds of the bed, crying, and panting mingled together... I ejaculated.
My first time was with a married woman, and it felt amazing.
To be honest, my perception of teachers changed a lot at that time. I thought women shouldn't be too strict with them because teachers had been pent up since they started school. Given the chance, they would have affairs.
Later, she told me that I was too rough with her that day, and her private parts were swollen, but she still managed to hold on. I can't treat my wife like that in the future.
After returning from the scenic area, we gradually drifted apart. There was no more physical contact, but perhaps that's why that beautiful night remains so deeply etched in my memory. Especially that clean, black grass.
It's been a long time since I left the tour guide industry. My life has become more structured. Although I've had a lot of sex again, the feeling isn't as intense. If any fellow sex enthusiasts have had similar experiences, please share!

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