My Diary of Meeting My First Girlfriend

Because of a business trip, I went to Suzhou to explore new markets .
It just so happened that my friend learned that my first love was also there. Feeling lonely in Suzhou since I had no friends, I called her on my cell phone. We agreed to meet at 6:00 PM on Guanqian Street and then go eat seafood. After meeting, we chatted about our university days and work. I learned from her that she hadn't been doing well lately, so I comforted her, saying that she could work hard.
We looked at each other, sometimes sticking out our tongues to foolishly touch and lick each other, and time seemed to stand still.
I laughed and said, "Yes, I'm the only one who came to open up the new market. Why don't you come to my hotel tonight? You won't have any work to do when you go back."
She smiled and nodded.
So I parked the car in front of a motel.
I took out my things from the back of the car, and then she took my arm, and we walked upstairs together.
"Are you feeling unlucky today?" she asked gently. "If you're too tired, take a shower and go to sleep. Don't think too much."
I thought to myself, could I possibly let go of such a good opportunity? I smiled and said, "Even if you're tired, you can still fight, right?" She gently slapped me.
Stepping into the room, the atmosphere suddenly began to subtly change.
I sat at the foot of the bed, and she sat at the head.
Xiaoyu had told me that on the first time, a girl would come out wearing only a bathrobe after showering, and then there would be kissing, caressing, and then... Her head was lowered, and after a long while, she asked me, "Are you going to take a shower?"
"I..." I suddenly looked up at her, stammering.
She understood what I wanted at that moment, but blushed again and lowered her head once more.
"No, I must show my manly spirit," I thought fiercely.
Taking advantage of her inattention, I grabbed her shoulders and pressed her onto the bed, then sealed her lips with mine.
Her body was incredibly soft, especially without any resistance, which made her appear even more vulnerable and endearing.
With a heavy, uneasy heart, I kissed her roughly.
Suddenly, she asked me, "Did you come to Suzhou alone?"
I cupped my lips and sucked on her love juice. I knew this made her feel very itchy, but she was still only panting. My mouth moved away from her mons pubis, my lips covering the inside of her left thigh, then to the vaginal opening, then back to the inside of her left thigh, moving left and right several times like eating a watermelon. Then I opened my mouth and gently bit her labia, holding (…) A tuft of pubic hair.
I opened my eyes and saw her with her eyes closed, her pretty face flushed, enjoying the intimacy of the kiss. For some reason, I stopped.
The moment our eyes met, I quickly got up and sat back in my original seat.
What should I do? I couldn't even hold a kiss, how could the rest of the show proceed? Damn it, why am I so cowardly?
I buried my head in her chest, but after a while, I suddenly lost my nerve, and then, as usual, I got up and shrank back to my previous position.
She also got up and sat back in her original seat, tightening the clothes I had just messed up.
Strange, when we were together, didn't I really want to have sex with her? Why am I afraid now? I bit my lower lip tightly, realizing that after all that commotion, my mouth... "No..." "It's alright." Seeing my clumsy attempt,
she suddenly wanted to encourage me. Suddenly, we stared at each other for a moment, our hungry lips close, our tongues entwined in a passionate embrace, our bodies intertwined in a frenzy.
Perhaps my passionate kiss left her breathless, for during the two-minute kiss, she pushed me away with her hand and pulled back to the side.
But she glanced back at me, then lowered her head.
That hesitant, half-hearted expression seemed to say that pushing me away wasn't because she didn't like me, but because I was making her breathless, yet also seemed afraid of losing her composure and being misunderstood.
She was so understanding.
Yes, it was that gesture that miraculously untied my knot
! I wrapped my arms around her from behind, then slipped my hands inside her blouse, cupping her breasts and gently pinching her nipples with my nimble fingers.
Gradually, I felt them harden, and then my left hand moved down, inside her long silk skirt and her lace panties. I discovered that her genitals were covered in hair. I stopped groping and began to caress her labia with my index and middle fingers.
She opened her mouth slightly, continuously moaning "ah ah."
I seized the opportunity to kiss her, teasing her tongue with my tongue and then sucking on it with my lips. Soon, my right hand tore open her clothes, revealing her breasts. Her waist was slender, her skin fair, and her breasts slightly full; I was momentarily dizzy.
I gradually lost control, picked her up, and placed her on the bed, making her lie flat. Two small mounds stood atop her snow-white body, each bearing a pink nipple.
My hand moved to her genitals, slipping under her silk skirt to gently caress them.
I pulled down the hem of her skirt, revealing her lace panties. A tuft of glossy black pubic hair clung to the top of her smooth, firm thighs, partially obscuring her vulva. My hand roamed over her entire body, finally settling on her genitals, playing with her pubic hair like curled strands of hair. My penis no longer wanted to remain in my pants.
It longed to penetrate her vagina, to rub against her walls with a crushing force.
I removed her clothes and gently stroked her face.
I whispered in her ear, "I want to make love with you wildly and intensely."
Hearing this, her face flushed, making her even more alluring.
She trembled slightly as she said, "I'm so afraid of pain. I heard the first time is very painful..." "
I kissed her nose, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. She propped herself up and helped me undress.
After I finished, my penis, which had been erect for a long time, stood like a pillar in front of her.
After a while, I mustered up my courage again and, as before, I took her place. But this time I didn't dare look into her eyes, so I simply buried my face in her chest to feel that soft, intoxicating tenderness and breathe in her intoxicating fragrance.
Her chest pressed against my back, her hands quickly stroking my chest and hips: 'I love you, I love you so much…'
I felt two mounds of flesh pressing against my back, with hard nipples in them.
I turned to kiss her, and lay down with her. I put my hands between her legs, slowly spreading them apart, changing my position to be in the middle. There was dark pubic hair at the point where her legs crossed. As the angle increased, I could even see her hymen.
Without hesitation, my penis thrust into her private parts." She let out a muffled cry… My first instinct was that it was the hymen that was blocking the way, but a moment later, I broke through it.
The vaginal opening was a bit narrow, and after entering, I didn't rush to thrust or rub. I just felt my penis getting warm, and then, at the beginning, there was a slippery, sticky feeling. I adjusted my position slightly, grabbed her thighs with both hands, and our lower bodies were already joined together.
I looked at her; her hands were clasped tightly against her chest, her eyes closed. My hands and the penis inside her seemed to tremble violently. Looking closely, I saw dark red beads of blood in our pubic hair.
It was from her vaginal opening after her hymen had ruptured; she was still a virgin.
I thrust my penis forward, and she let out a moan, gripping the sheets tightly, opening her mouth wide and emitting a cry.
I withdrew, then thrust in again, then withdrew again, then thrust deeper… repeatedly. My glans felt waves of pleasure, like climbing a mountain, rising higher and higher. Her mouth opened wider with each thrust, and her cries became more exaggerated.
I reached forward with both hands, grasping her breasts. Her legs, no longer under my control, clamped around my waist like a clamp. I thrust wildly, kneading her breasts vigorously, then leaned down to kiss her lips in the throes of passion. She became unrestrained, sucking hard on my shirt.
I increased my strength, the bed rocking violently.
I didn't respond, but thrust even harder. After about ten thrusts, amidst her frenzied moans, I eased my position and withdrew my penis from her.
We breathed heavily, her chest heaving, her breasts rising and falling alluringly. I crawled forward, grasping her left breast with both hands, lowering my head to suckle the nipple, gently biting it, or licking it with my tongue.
I opened my mouth wide, wanting to swallow the entire breast.
I brought my right knee forward, pressing it against her mons pubis.
I hung up the showerhead, letting the warm water wash over us both. I spread her legs apart again with my hands, lowered myself, and placed the tip of my tongue on the inside of her vagina, which I had opened with my index fingers. She didn't even protest, just kept panting.
She glared at me: "Disgusting!"
I leaned closer and said, "How about I massage your nipples instead..."
She blushed, and before she could answer, my lips were on hers, my tongue exploring. I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.
I grabbed the showerhead and rinsed myself with warm water, then used my hands to shield the water, letting it flow slowly over her inner thighs.
She asked me, a little confused, what I was doing.
I replied, "I'm going to do something!"
After a while, knowing I wasn't going to do anything else, she opened her eyes and looked at me.
I licked the love juice seeping from her vagina; it felt a little astringent.
She said, "How could you do this? I'm so embarrassed."
She tried to pull away, but I casually moved to her pubic hair-covered triangle, kissing her abdomen and breasts. I gently nibbled on every inch of her skin, sucking on her right breast while kneading her left with my left. Finally, I stopped at her cleavage, resting my head on her left breast, inhaling her fragrance.
I nestled in her arms, my erect penis still hard, my whole body still burning. I made a move to penetrate her. She seemed to want to protest, but I didn't give her a chance, sealing her lips with a passionate kiss.
We lay on our sides on the floor. I placed my right leg between her legs, bracing myself slightly, and pushed forward with my hips, my penis re-entering her. I pushed my body towards her, pressing down on her. I parted her lips, and she slowly opened her eyes, still lingering with desire. I looked at her.
She sighed, nodded slightly, and said, "You have to... be gentle with me, don't be too rough..." Then she closed her intoxicating eyes again.
I placed my palms on either side of her, and thrust my hips against her. My penis slid smoothly into her wet, slippery vagina, the head rubbing against her vaginal walls. With each thrust, my body felt as if it were galloping across a plain. I gradually increased my strength, becoming faster and faster. Her head tilted to one side, her hands gripping my neck.
With each thrust, her breasts trembled, as soft as tofu. I felt pleasure, sweat pouring down my shoulders. Just then, she, who had been pinned to the floor, rolled over and switched places with me.
She straightened up and sat on my genitals, placing her hands on my abdomen. She pushed forward slightly, then curled up, seemingly unable to bear my penis. She pushed forward slightly with her lower body (a few times), beads of sweat dripping from the tips of her breasts, while her long, soaked hair brushed against my cheeks. After a
while, she called out to me indistinctly: "No more... It hurts... It hurts... Let's not... make love... make love... okay..."
After a long while, I straightened up, smiling at her. She looked at me too, a little angry, and said, "I never want to make love again, you're hurting me so much..."
My heart raced, and I began to thrust my penis upwards. She seemed to be riding a wild horse, bouncing up and down, but this "horse" was able to enter her body and please her.
(After that, I didn't feel pleasure. I frantically got up and pressed her to the floor again. I grabbed her slender waist with both hands and thrust into her with all my might, penetrating and stabbing her, copulating hard. (After ten rounds of friction, she probably reached orgasm, sometimes moaning, sometimes screaming. Finally, she calmed down and her penis slid down my neck, falling onto her heaving breasts. Her expression was so beautiful.
Her moans, my panting, and the sweat that splattered between us;) The swaying of the bed, and her writhing movements in rhythm with the insertion and withdrawal of my penis, her undulating breasts, all under my control, formed the most primal melody, gradually bringing me to orgasm. I opened my mouth and began to thrust, her body trembling with pleasure. I felt her breasts quivering, her body trembling ... The world seemed to shrink apart except for her naked, mesmerized form, and the waves of pleasure that
followed our intercourse.
Suddenly, I felt a chill, my body going limp with a sense of relief as I collapsed onto her soft breasts... a feeling of instant bliss. Afterwards, we often reminisced about our blissful sex life.
[The End]

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