My first time

My love life started late, in my third year of university. She lived in the same city as me, but we only got to know each other during university – perhaps that's what you call fate.

It wasn't her first relationship; we met because of her breakup with her boyfriend. I helped her with a small favor – taking attendance for her while she was away (because the heartbreak was too much for her) – and she insisted on inviting me to dinner.

Later I found out that she hadn't actually recovered from her previous emotional setback; she invited me to dinner so she could get drunk.

I was completely unaware and thought she had an incredible alcohol tolerance. In the end, she got drunk in an instant; she could say the first half of a sentence clearly, but before she could finish, she collapsed onto the table, unconscious.

We ate at a small restaurant off-campus, and I had to carry her back to the dorm because most of our classmates had already gone out for internships, and I really couldn't call for help that night.

That was the first time I'd ever been so close to a girl. To be honest, she was beautiful, with a great figure and an exceptionally pretty face. You're probably wondering about her measurements, which I later measured: (6-60-6). For a girl who's 1.67 meters tall, I think that's a great figure. Maybe I'm short-sighted, haha!
Anyway, at that moment, she was impossible to drag home because her legs wouldn't obey her commands. I had to carry her home on my back.

Because it was summer, she wasn't wearing much, and her soft breasts pressed tightly against my back. Although she reeked of alcohol, I could still smell her unique fragrance, especially her long, black hair, which smelled wonderful and draped over my shoulders—it tickled me. I'll never forget that feeling.

My penis was already rock hard, but I swear to Chairman Mao, I absolutely didn't intend to... Her thought was that I was already content with the feeling of a girl on my back. Although she wasn't heavy, only about 90 pounds, I was only about 175 pounds myself at the time, and being 1.75 meters tall, I was also staggering after drinking a bit.

She was probably jostled too much by me, because she vomited on my back. The shirt I had specially worn immediately served its purpose and was completely ruined. Luckily, some of her roommates were still there, and I awkwardly took her back. I went back to my dorm, took a shower, and then forgot about it.
I sat beside her, smoking one cigarette after another. Finally, I placed a cup of hot water by her bedside and put down the house key with the Hello Kitty keychain I had given her. I turned and went back to school.

Who knew that a week later, she called and asked me to go to that small restaurant again, saying it was to apologize for the last time.

"What do you think of my little brother's size?" Actually, I'm not very confident in the size of my treasure.
I said, "I wouldn't dare, someone as easily drunk as you, I don't have the guts to compete with you."

She said, "It's just dinner, no drinking."

Since it was a beautiful woman's invitation, I was naturally willing to accompany her. Unexpectedly, during the meal, she suddenly pulled a brand new shirt from her bag and handed it to me, blushing, saying, "Last time was so embarrassing, I was scolded by the girls in my dorm for three days. This shirt is for me, please don't tell anyone about that embarrassing night."

I joked with her, saying, "I don't want it, I don't even know if I can wear it. I'm going to publicize my job a lot, I need to let her ex-boyfriend know how much she loves her."
She cried, saying that the shirt would definitely fit, she begged my dormmates to see my size, and even paid the price of another meal for it. She said that when a relationship ends, it's over. That day, the girls in her dorm scolded her the most... She didn't want to bring up that little me again.

Perhaps it was because of this shirt—she bought it, I wore it, and the whole thing became a hot topic. Because I promised her I wouldn't talk about that embarrassing night, the origin of the shirt will forever remain a mystery, and our relationship seems to have started in such a muddled way.

Actually, she later said that the reason she so readily accepted our relationship was because we were classmates, she knew me well, and she really liked me.

She lived separately from her parents; they owned one house, and she was responsible for looking after another. Her sister and brother-in-law lived across the hall, so a young woman like her had someone to take care of her.

After that, I became a frequent visitor to her house. She said the school food was terrible, so she cooked for me herself. Her cooking was really good, and plus, I had an excellent skill at fixing appliances; her sister would always come to me when her things broke. Through this small situation, we quickly became acquainted.

One day, as usual, I was about to leave after dinner at her house when it started raining heavily with loud thunder. She said she was terrified of thunder and usually slept at her sister's house or went back to school at certain times. However, her sister was working the night shift that day, and the heavy rain prevented her from returning to school. Rou'er

's house actually had two rooms; the larger room was her bedroom and study, while the smaller room was where her parents sometimes stayed when they visited. It had a bed, but the rest of the room was more like a storage room.

The rain showed no signs of letting up, and we idly watched TV, waiting to go back to school. From 5 pm to 7 pm, just as the news broadcast ended, the heavy rain still kept us firmly at home.

Leaving wasn't practical, but luckily, my class wasn't until the last two periods the next morning. I suggested that Rou'er not rush back to school that night; I would stay in the smaller room, just like when she slept at her sister's house. Although we wouldn't be in the same room, there would be someone else at home, so she wouldn't be too scared.
Rou'er agreed... She agreed and quickly prepared a clean and comfortable bed for me in the small room.

I didn't have any unreasonable thoughts, and finished cleaning in no time, going to bed. The rain was heavy, but on such a night, I fell asleep particularly easily. Listening to the sound of rain hitting the leaves outside the window, I could feel a kind of celestial tranquility.

In the middle of the night, I vaguely heard a low sobbing sound in my sleep. Just then, a clap of thunder sounded in the sky, and I woke up instantly.

That low sobbing sound wasn't a dream; it must be coming from the neighbor's room. Was it Rou'er? I put on a blanket and went to the door. The door wasn't closed. Under the dim bedside lamp, Rou'er was hugging a plush teddy bear, crying sadly.

I knocked on the door, and Rou'er looked up in surprise: "Papaya (I got the nickname Papaya after my embarrassing intimate contact, just like I call her Rou'er), why aren't you asleep?" As she spoke, she wiped away the tears in her eyes.
"And you? Haven't you slept at all? Still crying alone?" I deliberately tried to lighten the mood.

Rou'er didn't laugh, but simply opened her arms. I naturally walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, letting her hold my head.
Rou'er's nipples gradually hardened under my sucking. I used my tongue to trace circles around her nipples, mimicking the movements in pornographic films, feeling the small bulges on her areolas standing erect, and her nipples swelling rapidly. At the same time, my other hand caressed Rou'er's other breast without restraint: from the peak to the foot, then back to the peak in a loop.

"I'm scared, I'm timid. I think I can sleep, but the rain is unusually heavy today, and the thunder is especially frightening. I really don't dare to sleep."

"Then I'll stay with you. I'll leave after you fall asleep." It wasn't that I was trying to act like a righteous person; at that moment, I truly had no other thoughts than loving her.

"I want to sleep in your arms. In your arms, I'm not afraid of anything," Rou'er said, burying her head in my chest and acting coquettishly. She hesitated for a moment, then said in her usual whiny tone, "Why don't you lie down next to me? That way I'll feel at ease. But you can't bully me. Otherwise, I'll never talk to you again."
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" She yawned

, lay down, and waited for me to get into bed, instructing me not to turn off the light to prevent me from doing anything naughty.
I remember it was a weekend, and I wore the same shirt as always, standing quietly in front of her door. Five minutes later, Rou'er suddenly opened the door. I hadn't actually knocked; that time, I truly believed in the so-called telepathy. Rou'er seemed so sensitive to my presence?
This was the first time in my life I'd ever been in a girl's bed, and I secretly regretted it. If I'd known this would happen, I would have washed myself thoroughly and not dirtied her bed. I have smelly feet, but Rou'er didn't care anymore. As soon as I lay down in her bed, she snuggled into my arms like a kitten, comfortably adjusting her position, ready to sleep. Perhaps the rain and thunder in the middle of the night had worn her out, because she fell into a deep sleep in no time.

Actually, it's quite easy to tell if a girl in your arms is sound asleep. First, you'll notice her head is noticeably fuller, and then her breathing will be noticeably deeper and longer than when she's awake.

She fell asleep, and it was my turn to be unable to sleep. First of all, this fragrant blanket was simply not suitable for a stinky man like me; the scent was undeniably tempting. And then there was this stunningly beautiful woman, with her smooth, delicate skin and seemingly boneless body. Even someone like me, who initially had no ulterior motives, started to feel the urge. My little brother was the first to protest, and it began to stand erect.

I checked the time; it was three in the morning. Seeing Rou'er sleeping soundly, for the first time, I had the idea of doing something naughty behind her back. Because a girl's body is always incredibly alluring to a man.

I tentatively reached out and touched her chest, confident that after my previous success, this place was no longer a forbidden zone. When there were many people around, Rou'er would always laugh and run away, not letting me touch her breasts. But when it was just the two of us, she would enjoy my caresses, and would also use her small hands to stroke my back. This responsive feeling made me more responsible in kneading her breasts.

She would always scold me for being too slow, "Look, you keep kneading and kneading, they seem to have gotten bigger, making my breasts look like a wet nurse's, so ugly."

I discovered that when a woman is asleep, she naturally has a fresh and beautiful quality. Seeing the tears still clinging to her long eyelashes, her breathing steady, it made me feel a surge of affection. But my focus was on her body. I had never seen a young girl's naked body so closely before, and with this opportunity, I didn't want to let it slip by.
Rou'er was wearing a two-piece nightgown, and the cute little bear on the nightgown was the one I had picked out for her.

I gently nudged her twice, but Rou'er didn't resist. Then I remembered her roommate saying, "Handsome men are made by sleeping. Your darling is asleep; you couldn't wake her even if you tore the house down."

My courage grew, and I began to unbutton her blouse. Although my heart was pounding, I tried to justify it by saying I'd kicked off the covers and was worried she was hot. But my lust was truly boundless; despite my nervousness, I didn't relax at all.

Four or five buttons were undone in a flash. I found it incredibly easy to get aroused by undressing a girl. I thought my little brother was about to burst, and at that moment, Rou'er's firm breasts were once again displayed before me after I gently unbuttoned her blouse.

Compared to the previous distant peeping, this time the voyeurism was much more exciting and much more unrestrained. After the girl lay down, her breasts were noticeably less prominent than when she was standing, only slightly raised. And because there was no stimulation, Rou'er's nipples were like soft cones nestled in the center of her breasts, rather than the hard, cylindrical nipples that appeared when stimulated.

Unstimulated nipples are lighter in color, that alluring pale pink, supposedly the color of a virgin's breasts. With Rou'er's even breathing, her chest rose and fell rhythmically. In the dim light, I had to get very close to notice small bulges on her areolas, so delicate and shy that I couldn't resist taking one into my mouth and gently sucking it.

Rou'er's breathing changed noticeably, seemingly tinged with a moan. At this moment, if Rou'er hadn't woken up, I certainly wouldn't have been able to explain myself. So, without further ado, I decided to explore this alluring body even more.

My hand gently glided over her soft, flat skin, lightly brushing against her delicate curves. I felt a soft touch, a gentle rustling of skin against her skin. My fingers moved slowly, gently stroking her smooth, firm skin. I felt a soft, gentle rustling of skin against her delicate curves ... I was startled by Rou'er's deep sleep . As I pulled down her pajama bottoms,

she rolled over, lying flat on her back with one leg bent. Perhaps my movement disturbed her rest, but this position made it particularly easy for me to observe her private parts. Her rolling over startled me, but my arousal remained strong. I quietly got out of bed, went to the other

side, and lifted the thin blanket covering Rou'er's legs. Rou'er's bent leg immediately revealed her panties. Because of the heat, her panties were particularly thin; under the semi-transparent fabric, I could vaguely see a dark clump.

At that moment, I was already a lecherous wolf, harboring wicked thoughts, wanting to see the girl's most mysterious place. I even found a flashlight and a thin, long ballpoint pen, ready to investigate. If I was discovered, I would say I was afraid of disturbing her sleep. I was being reckless with the flashlight and the ballpoint pen, accidentally knocking it over. Looking back now, that excuse doesn't hold up to scrutiny, and I didn't think that much about it at the time.

To my delight, at that moment, Rou'er also raised her other leg, seemingly intentionally letting me see her private parts. I felt a little nervous and glanced at her from afar. Rou'er, with her nightgown partially covering her body, looked particularly sexy. She licked her lips in her sleep, seemingly completely unaware of the desires lurking there.

Rou'er's underwear was loose-fitting. Tightly, I carefully used a ballpoint pen to tuck my underwear to one side. Rou'er wasn't startled. I then turned on my flashlight, and in the early hours of this dark night, I saw my beloved woman's most mysterious vulva for the first time.

It took a while for Rou'er to recover from her climax. Her first act of retaliation was to raise her small fist and punch me lightly; she was too weak to do it, so it was just a symbolic gesture. She playfully scolded, "You're so naughty! I've never done this before, I'm so embarrassed! Confess! Where did you learn this? Do you have other girls?"
Actually, I had already studied women's vulvas, but I was still extremely curious about what young girls looked like. It wasn't so much lust as curiosity that fueled my boldness.

Rou'er's vulva was completely covered by her labia majora. Through the slit, I could vaguely see some curly pubic hair, but there was hardly any hair around the labia.

I didn't know that the vulva was a sign of virginity, but Rou'er's vulva was noticeably lighter in color, much lighter than the vulvas in pornographic films. It was a slightly darker pinkish-red than flesh, so cute.

Rou'er's labia majora were longer, unlike the labia majora of Western women in pornographic films. Rou'er's labia majora resembled winged sanitary napkins, with a pair of wing-like protrusions in the upper center of her vulva, near the urethra, quite unique. Perhaps because I had just caressed Rou'er's breasts, some clear, colorless fluid seeped from the lower part of her vulva.

I was afraid the ballpoint pen would get too dirty, so this time I placed my head between Rou'er's legs, held the flashlight in my mouth, and reached in to gently part Rou'er's labia majora
. The glistening love juice moistened the labia minora, which delicately protected the girl's most important vagina. I had originally thought Rou'er must have slept with her ex-boyfriend, and I had been genuinely distressed for a while because of this, although I couldn't tell her in public. But seeing Rou'er's labia minora, I felt relieved.

The opening of her urethra showed no signs of having been penetrated; the light pink flesh was tightly closed, with a little white discharge—I knew it was leukorrhea. Even if Rou'er and her ex-boyfriend had had sexual intercourse, it must have been unusually infrequent, or perhaps it hadn't been successful at all, or Rou'er had simply refused to let her touch her.

My right hand was still wet with Rou'er's love juice, which I carefully smelled. My left hand was frantically stroking my throbbing penis, imagining Rou'er's boneless body trembling in my arms

. A surge of passion coursed through my brain and my penis, and I couldn't help but groan softly as I ejaculated my thick, hot semen into the toilet. However, this time the range was beyond my expectations.

Standing beside the toilet, which was at least 30 centimeters wide, I still managed to ejaculate the first stream onto the upright toilet seat. The gushing semen brought me an unprecedented, exhilarating pleasure, so much so that my legs ached the next day, which I attributed to the excessive passion of the night before. Carefully tidying up the "evidence" in the toilet, I tiptoed back to where I was supposed to be.
It then dawned on me why Rou'er had locked the door after I entered.

Rou'er was still asleep, completely unaware of what had just happened. The rain was still falling, but this time, exhausted, I drifted into a dream again. This time, however, a delicate, beautiful girl was leaning on my shoulder, sleeping soundly.
You might wonder why I didn't take this opportunity to "make it a done deal" with this girl?

Looking back now, I think, as I said before, what really bothered me about Rou'er's figure wasn't lust, but curiosity. 　　After exploring Rou'er's figure, my masculine nature seemed to be awakened, and I felt an inexplicable desire. However, I still maintained restraint

.

I know that Rou'er's ex-boyfriend ruined everything because he was too impetuous. Of course, I didn't think that much about it at the time; I was just curious. I swear to Chairman Mao, I'm not a lustful person. It was just that I didn't understand women's bodies and wanted to learn more about them. Sex was still just a theoretical concept at that time. However, after having physical intimacy with Rou'er, she trusted me even more. I was truly grateful that my "peeping" that night didn't cause any trouble. After that, Rou'er often playfully asked to sleep in my arms. We were practically "sharing a room." Watching her sweet sleeping posture, I felt it was a kind of enjoyment, a man's feeling. Because you are trusted and relied upon by another person in this way, that's a man's sense of accomplishment.

Of course, after such a sense of accomplishment comes torment. Imagine, a beloved woman leaning on your shoulder, looking at her beautiful curves. Smelling her fragrant hair, hearing her sweet breath, yet unable to touch her—it was torture. Our sex life was limited to kissing and caressing, and I could only touch her breasts briefly; if I tried to touch her lower body, Rou'er would playfully resist. I didn't force it, so I never actually touched her. Although my initial thoughts weren't like sex now, that curiosity gnawed at my heart like a thousand ants. Finally, one day, something broke this deadlock.
After exploring Rou'er's body, my masculine nature seemed to be awakened all at once, giving me an inexplicable desire. Yet, I still restrained myself. I knew that Rou'er's ex-boyfriend had ruined things because he was too impulsive. Of course, at the time, I didn't think that much; I was just curious. I swear to Chairman Mao, I'm not a lustful person; it's just that I don't understand women's bodies, and I wanted to learn more about them. Sex, at that time, remained only a theoretical concept. However, after our intimate encounter, Rou'er actually trusted me even more. I was truly grateful that my "eavesdropping" that night hadn't caused any trouble. After that, Rou'er often playfully begged to sleep in my arms. We were essentially "sharing a room." Watching her sweet sleeping posture, I felt a kind of enjoyment, a man's feeling. Because you are trusted and relied upon by another person in such a way, that's a man's sense of accomplishment.

Of course, after such a sense of accomplishment came torment. Imagine, a beloved woman leaning on your shoulder, admiring her beautiful curves, smelling her fragrant hair, listening to her sweet breath, but you can't touch her—that's torment. Our sexual life only stayed at the stage of kissing and caressing, and I could only touch her breasts; if I tried to touch her below that, Rou'er would playfully stop me. I didn't force it, so I never actually got her. Although my initial intention wasn't sex, that lingering curiosity gnawed at my heart like a thousand ants. I lived with my beloved Rou'er for a year, and the following summer arrived in the blink of an eye. Although our life felt like a Platonic love, I was content eating Rou'er's food, sleeping in her bed, and seeing her smile in her sleep. However, at the same time, I could only watch porn to satisfy my pent-up desires. Finally, one day, something broke the deadlock.

I was unusually excited; it was our anniversary. We had already planned to go out and celebrate. I booked the restaurant and went straight to her dorm. Strangely, she wasn't there, but I sensed something ominous in her roommate's eyes. I had a pretty good relationship with these girls, and soon they told me that Rou'er had been called out by her ex-boyfriend. They hadn't gone far, and it seemed they had argued. Not wanting me to see them, she pulled the boy towards the playground.

A year of getting to know her had convinced me that Rou'er wasn't the type to get caught up in complicated relationships. During our time together, the boy had even tried to contact her, but she always rejected him in front of me. I noticed that the boy's expression was a little strange at that moment, but I didn't think much of it. Instead, I felt sorry for him.

I was arrogant; Rou'er was mine, and I'd never doubted it. I strolled leisurely onto the playground. In the afterglow of the evening, I saw two people arguing fiercely in the stands. I vaguely heard harsh words like, "Don't force me to skate; if I can't get it, no one else can either." Rou'er was the one shouting the loudest in her opposition, but all she uttered were two shameless words: "You're so shameless!" and "You're so arrogant!" Rou'er was the one arguing back, but all she said was "I'm so arrogant!" and "You're so arrogant!" Rou'er was the one arguing with the man.

And so, for the first time, I stood face to face with that man. Actually, I'm not strong, at least not compared to that boy. But when I slid and rushed onto the stands, I didn't think about the consequences at all, just like in the movie "The Legend of the Condor Heroes," where a child, seemingly oblivious to the impropriety of their actions, would suddenly appear. I was like a child, implying I was about to fall and scramble to the sidelines. "I've never asked my girl why she has such a nickname.
), you're quite something, actually having a sucker willing to stand up for you. Are you afraid to tell him anything? Hahahaha~~~~~" The laughter was so grating, this time I was the one in the wrong

, and I began to regret appearing, perhaps in some situations I simply wouldn't dare to appear. Then, I heard these words: "Kid, I don't mind you hitting me, I just want to tell you some truths. This woman is absolutely not worth your time, I only came to her out of pity. This woman is someone I trained, has she given you oral sex? Has she helped you masturbate?" Hehe, you won't be the first to do these things, because my little brother has already enjoyed them. I didn't realize she was pretending to be a lady, it's just a pity that even I wasn't the first to possess her. Don't believe me? Just ask her, hehe.

I don't remember how the boy left; I just stood there blankly. In the afterglow of the sunset, Rou'er began to sob, crying very sadly. Perhaps this was the true meaning of the so-called "Don't force me" that I vaguely heard earlier.

Love, for the first time, became a problem. I only remember silently walking up and tightly embracing the girl I loved so much. Rou'er burst into tears in my arms. I only felt the warm tears soaking through the shirt I had deliberately worn, the one that nurtured our love. Our first anniversary, so unforgettable.
That day, it was obvious that Rou'er had deliberately dressed up. A white short skirt (I love Rou'er's white short skirts the most), and a light green shirt that accentuated her beautiful figure. She smiled as best she could and pulled me into her home. From then on, I was a complete listener, listening to Rou'er tell stories she had never told me before. Actually, before me, Rou'er had been determined to marry the boy who had hit her. So, she didn't hide anything from him anymore. During Rou'er's middle school years, when her older sister was pregnant, her brother-in-law couldn't resist his desires and tried to take advantage of Rou'er. After drinking a beverage laced with sleeping pills, her sister... Her husband stripped her naked and took nude photos to blackmail her. However, perhaps because of the danger, the despicable man couldn't get an erection, and Rou'er escaped unscathed. The boy in question was Rou'er's most trusted friend, and it was this boy who forced Rou'er's brother-in-law to hand over those heinous photos. He had hired a group of thugs to beat him up, threatening to return the photos to him in different forms if he didn't return them. Because of this, the boy never truly believed Rou'er was a virgin, and thus always considered her a "loose woman," constantly trying to force her to learn... Slowly, I performed oral sex and masturbation.
Later, Rou'er followed me to the restaurant I had carefully chosen. Appetite was a luxury. I said nothing, asked nothing, and offered no comfort. We drank, cup after cup, just like the first time, without saying a word. We just kept drinking. When ten (unclear characters) were placed on the table, I felt a pang of sadness. I tried to calm her down, but she was too weak to speak ... Under the astonished gazes of the people in the restaurant, I picked up this handsome young man and carried him out. Later
, this story became the most widely circulated love story in the entire school. I don't know when I became so patient. After bringing Rou'er home, I gently placed her on her bed. Her sleeping posture was still so sweet, only a hint of sadness between her brows.

Rou'er didn't come to class the next day. In the evening, I received a text message on my phone: "Papaya, can you come over? Even if it's the last time."

Rou'er said she only... She believed it was normal for boys to have desires, and she didn't think it was shameful for girls to do those things for the people they loved. The real reason they broke up was when the boy made further requests, which Rou'er refused. (After several such encounters, the boy, finally enraged, revealed his true feelings towards Rou'er: "You've already let others sleep with you, what are you pretending to be so arrogant about?") The breakup was so natural. Rou'er couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be for someone who didn't respect her to become her first man.
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for me, she said she was really afraid these experiences would scare me, and she didn't want to lose such a caring boyfriend like me.

"Papaya, I really love you so much," Rou'er said softly in my arms. "Today, I dressed up specially. Do you think I look beautiful?"

"Of course," I smelled that familiar scent again.

“Because today is a big day.” Rou’er suddenly became serious, sitting up straight and pulling away from my embrace. “Today I’m going to really become your woman. I’m going to show you that I’m a clean and innocent girl, and I’m going to give my innocent Rou’er to my papaya.”

Impulsive, or rather, a little smug. You see, I had absolutely no experience with sex. This first time in my life made me a little nervous. If I were a more traditional person, my first thought would be, if I really slept with Rou’er, could I still leave her? What if we couldn’t be together afterward?

Perhaps to ease the awkwardness and chaotic thoughts, I deliberately teased her, saying, “I’ve never experienced what it feels like to make a girl masturbate. I want to enjoy it first, and then I’ll go for it.”

Rou’er’s little pink fist punched me. “You’re so naughty! Go take a shower first. Your place must be filthy by now.”

“Let’s go together,” I still didn’t let her off the hook.

"Not now," she said shyly, "I'm not used to it yet."

In the bathroom, I carefully washed my little brother again and again, but I still couldn't be sure. Could I really go from a virgin to a man like this? Could I really shoulder such a responsibility?

While Rou'er went to take a shower, I sat alone on the big bed that Rou'er could have just made, lost in thought. Until I saw her appear.

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, leaving rows of kiss marks on her neck, and Rou'er's moans grew louder. Rou'er's stimulation aroused my actions. I began to kiss her earlobe. I kissed her shoulder, then began to carefully kiss her breasts. My hands gently rubbed one breast, while my mouth moved up and down the other breast, repeatedly tracing its shape from the base to the nipple, sometimes on the south side, sometimes on the east, sometimes on the north. Then I took her nipple in my mouth and circled it with my tongue, while my other hand moved in circles around her nipple, no longer just rubbing. Next, I gently bit her nipple and sucked both breasts into my mouth, feeling the nipples almost touching my throat. This stimulation caused Rou'er to moan loudly, no longer caring whether the neighbors could hear. Then I pressed her breasts together in her cleavage, bringing the two pink nipples as close as possible. I began to caress both breasts simultaneously with my mouth, then separated them, carefully tracing their shape from top to bottom, then... Let's do it again, from bottom to top. Rou'er's face was flushed; she closed her eyes, enjoying it, her legs stretched out from under the thin, restless blanket, curled and extended.

So I began to caress her further, my lips tracing her breasts, moving to her flat...
I said we'd leave when the rain lessened, but the rain just kept getting heavier.

"Husband (Rou'er had called me this so affectionately before, and it came out even more spontaneously at this moment), I feel so good, mmm... mmm~~ don't stop." "At the same time, Rou'er's whole body trembled uncontrollably. She tried her best to press her legs together tightly, squeezing them together to feel a little better. Her hands involuntarily pressed down on my hands on her breasts. I didn't stop. My lips were already between her tightly closed legs. I gently kissed her thighs, spreading them open to kiss the skin on the inside of her thighs. I knew this was a particularly sensitive spot for women.

Suddenly, Rou'er let out an "Oh" and pressed my head between her legs. I continued, gently kissing every inch of the skin on her inner thighs with my tongue. Because I was so close to her vulva, I vaguely smelled the special scent of a girl's genitals. It was a little greasy, a little body odor, but mostly the scent of the soap Rou'er used to wash her underwear.

I lifted her legs and kissed her gently: "Can I see your lower body?" Rou'er nodded shyly. I easily removed her last defense. A vulva that I had been secretly trying to see was now revealed before me."

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moment, my heart was pounding. Perhaps it was because I had never seen a girl's most private place so closely before. I could hear my own heart pounding. My hands were already sweating. I carefully pried open that mysterious opening, and Rou'er's vulva was truly exposed to my view. Rou'er's labia majora were like the wings of a sanitary napkin, with two slightly longer parts that attached to the urethral opening. The color and length of her labia minora and the entire inner vulva were... (The sentence is incomplete and ends abruptly). d虻揽诘纳喷香妫,诖竽暌挂醮降谋蘸洗τ幸桓鋈馍男⊥蛊鸶甙恋难镒磐罚,蚁塑蔷褪且醯倭恕:罄次抑溃,岫囊醯偈浅さ每客坏模,且远砸醯俚拇炭上皇呛苣芙邮眨,蛭衔邸n揖×φ陌研∫醮较蛄奖呗晕⒌姆挚岫囊醯揽诰湍：某鱿至顺隼矗皇侨衔母龃λ幸恍┚獬葑吹钠餅担豢瞬患翱隙ㄋ拇ε的說在漆樱罄大忠淮危?谖业脑偃肭笙拢? You Huangmeng Yimi climbed the value of the silkworm feeling the budding hymen. Rou'er's hymen was exceptionally clear: it was an irregularly shaped round opening, and the membrane wasn't as thin as a plastic film. The only way to distinguish it as a membrane was because of the opening. Because if you looked at the opening from a different angle, you could see that the vaginal wall was wider than the membrane itself; it was just the opening of a membrane. However, if you only looked at it from the outside, you couldn't distinguish this membrane from the vaginal wall. The only difference was that the thickness of the membrane could be seen through the pore. That's a story for later; at the time, I only saw the small pink slit in the center, like a jade clam drinking water, its tiny mouth slightly open, refusing to reveal the tender flesh inside. And this tiny mouth was gently opening, revealing the tender flesh beneath. The slit was filled with the light of a jade clam, its surface slightly constricted. The slit was filled with the light of a jade clam, its surface slightly open, its surface slightly constricted

. The slit was filled with the light of a jade clam ... "Rou'er said earnestly. "Don't laugh at me, I wanted to marry him back then too." Rou'er explained hastily.
I held her down, unable to contain my passion any longer, and couldn't help but stick out my tongue and gently lick her lovely vulva. "Oh!" Rou'er exclaimed, actually sitting up, no longer enjoying herself. Her flushed face was extremely charming: "Husband, that place is filthy, you can't use your mouth."

"Rou'er, which place is the cleanest? You wash every day, today is no exception, how could it be dirty?" I persuaded her while taking the opportunity to caress her round breasts.

"I don't care, it's just dirty." Rou'er insisted.

"Lie down, I'll show you what real comfort is." I didn't let her explain at all, and pressed her down with one hand.

My mouth began to wander near her vulva. She initially covered her vulva with her hands, but after I pulled them apart, she tried to tighten her legs to prevent me from entering. However, I was faster than her; in the instant her hands were removed, I swiftly thrust my head inside, plunging my breath onto her vulva. She clamped her slender legs together, pressing my head against her vulva, unable to separate.

"Oh~~~ Oh~~~~" Rou'er truly surrendered, her hands gripping my hands tightly, her waist twisting continuously. My mouth first kissed her labia majora. Then I parted her labia majora and entered her. As my tongue slid up and down, Rou'er's vaginal fluids flowed out like a stream, lubricating her entire vulva. I didn't neglect her clitoris either, gently sucking on it and constantly touching it with the tip of my tongue. Rou'er's resistance was already at its peak; her vulva kept moving closer to my mouth, actively twisting and turning, touching the place she wanted to rub. My tongue further explored between her labia minora, thrusting in and out of her vulva like a penis. I still remember that Rou'er's vaginal fluids tasted slightly salty, but without any unpleasant odor. At first, I felt it was sticky on my mouth, which was very uncomfortable, but as soon as I separated them, the vaginal fluids dried quickly, and there was no sticky feeling at all. Instead, I felt that the place was even smoother.

My tongue teased and probed at the entrance of her vagina, twisting and gliding, tantalizing the tender flesh of her vaginal walls. It was like a gentle breeze, a soft, moist touch, a soft, lingering sensation. My tongue moved gently, its softness and light mingling with the soft flesh, a soft, lingering sensation. It was like a gentle breeze, a soft, lingering touch ... Chewing hastily, gazing intently, the gleaming oysters, the lingering scent of wine, the rustling of leaves, the lingering fragrance of wine, the lingering scent of wine, the lingering fragrance ... The emperor was timid and fearful, his face contorted with fear. He stood tall, his body trembling, his voice trembling with fear. He was like a falcon, its wings gleaming. He was a man of few words, his voice sharp and weak. He was a man of few words, his voice trembling with fear ... Male ⅰh Xiu  a certain roasted goose called perch 诹 Cheng Xi, ⑶ with Chen Mei dang thumb λ  port 狊 feast 裕,  stick f pepper beauty 飧龃λ  front package clumsy bad model,  飪 stupid tramp,  roasted pot girl   crisp phoenix サ enduring love チ forgive = graceful 笪揖 ellipse  lazy play, Xiu  beautiful lie glutinous jar stir sparkling chirp protect,  昙蔷褪侨爵康哪诓嘤谐 roasting blue certain squid Zheng, ? 飊  death knife sacrifice dang bad jia song forgive?br

"I was just watching Ke Zhun, and I didn't know what
was going on

. I was just watching him play around ... To be honest, this was my first time performing oral sex, and I really wasn't confident I could do it well. I was hesitant and unsure of myself. I was worried about the quality of the oral sex, so I decided to give it a try. I was also unsure if I could deliver it properly. The palm leaves were covered with silk, and the silk was tattered and black. The

... Then she buried her whole head in my arms. "But my little brother is about to burst!" I pointed to my precious treasure and began to protest.
The sleeping Rou'er didn't complain or flinch, letting my greedy hands roam over her chest. Perhaps she was truly exhausted, and the fright had made her sleep very deeply. My courage grew. Although I often experience this, I was still very emboldened. I was especially eager to touch her breasts, but I couldn't resist the urge to rub them against my chest.
"If I help you, will you think I'm a particularly lowly girl?" Rou'er looked up, her large, bright eyes fixed on me intently. "

Then do you think it's lowly of me to help you?" I didn't answer directly.

Rou'er didn't say anything more; she helped me pull down my underwear. That device sprang out like a spring.

"You've got no future," Rou'er smiled, pursing her lips, "It's already this hard."

"No need to explain further, sister. Explaining this only makes things worse." I tried to ease the tension.

Rou'er used her gloved hand to stroke my penis (lower part), and that short-lived instrument stood erect. Then, I felt my penis enter a wet, warm place. Rou'er had already taken my penis into her mouth, carefully licking my glans, coronal sulcus, and other sensitive areas, even inserting the tip of her tongue into my urethral opening. Waves of electric-like sensation stimulated my penis. If I hadn't frequently self-pleasuring over the past year, giving my penis excellent training, I probably would have ejaculated in a couple of moments. Then, Rou'er gently stroked my scrotum with one hand, that gentle feeling, plus... The question posed by her palm made me feel extremely pleased. Next, she began to use her mouth to stroke my penis. Watching my little brother go in and out of her mouth, I felt an indescribable stimulation. It was as if a warm, wet sensation was moving up and down my penis, a constant, stimulating sensation. ∽炀驮诠恬垂岛凸晖分渫档奶着旄邢竦缁饕谎艚莸卦谖业纳聿睦锷煺梗岫礁鋈趘坑终迷谡飧沁叩偷奶着时尚懈叩头牛游泳醮炭ず痛龃炭じ宋宜氐暮狼椋抑蝗衔酵戎匾纳熘绷耍泛透觳驳囊肝牙锟?嗣昂梗抑牢业母叱本鸵搅恕?br />
"Rou'er, I'm going to cum, don't stop, keep going." I began to moan, telling Rou'er about my feelings, my hands already constantly caressing Rou'er's breasts. That soft and warm touch further deepened my orgasmic pleasure. I felt my leg muscles and gluteal muscles contracting rapidly, and caressing her breasts turned into squeezing them. Rou'er, whether in pain or pleasure, also began to moan. At the same time, she stopped using her mouth to tease my penis and instead quickly used her hands... The foreskin moved up and down, sometimes covering the skin, sometimes pressing against it ... The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from a corrupted or garbled document. It doesn't form coherent sentences or paragraphs. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.
"Luckily I pulled away quickly, otherwise I would have ejaculated in your mouth, how disgusting. Ugh~~~~" She made a face at me, then carefully wiped the semen off with toilet paper. Then I watched as she bent over with her pretty little bottom sticking out, took the pile of toilet paper, and went to the bathroom. My little brother was still throbbing, and seeing this scene made it throb even more. I heard Rou'er cleaning her genitals with the shower, so I also took off my clothes and prepared to wash my blessed little brother. Rou'er was bending over to wash, so I hugged her from behind; "Rou'er, why are you so indulgent towards me?"

"Because you are my support, I will never marry anyone else but you in this life, you can't abandon me." Rou'er put down the shower head, turned around, and pouted her little mouth, looking extremely cute.
"You are mine, of course I will not give you up, otherwise I wouldn't have come today." I said affectionately.

"Hey~~~ Hey~~~~ Don't act like you've suffered a great loss. I'm the one serving you today, don't be ungrateful." Rou'er started teasing me again. Our relationship had passed its most important stage, and had actually progressed further. That night, we slept naked in each other's arms, because we were both really tired. There's plenty of time in the future, and neither of us was in a hurry. I only remember that I seemed to have a dream that night. I saw Rou'er, wearing a beautiful wedding dress, walking towards me, holding a bouquet of blooming white lilies.

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