My sexual awakening period

As a member of the first generation of the post-80s, I was born in 1980. Those of us born that year were arguably the unluckiest, at least in my opinion. We were a bit of a hybrid of the post-70s and post-80s generations, possessing a touch of the 70s' maturity and a bit of the post-80s' mischievousness and rebelliousness. I was born and grew up during the early stages of China's reform and opening up, a time of renewal and new beginnings. This silly boy of mine grew up little by little, haha.

I guess I was considered precocious, but not like many erotic novels portray me as having morning erections or masturbating very early. Lacking any education or guidance in this area, I was a complete blank slate growing up.

Looking back now, I've forgotten when I first got an erection, and I don't remember my first wet dream either. I vaguely remember that my first wet dream felt strange; I didn't have any erotic dreams, just a feeling of needing to urinate, and then I suddenly woke up with a start, my penis throbbing and leaking fluid. I felt so dry back then, but I didn't dare get out of bed to change my underwear. I just kept it damp, thinking it would dry by the next day. (Hahaha, embarrassing story!) I'm a product of my time (the child of educated youth sent to the countryside). My parents

are from Shanghai, supporting national construction in Northeast China. I was born in Shanghai but grew up in Northeast China. I've always been fascinated by breasts, and I loved falling asleep touching my mother's breasts. No matter how I tossed and turned in my sleep, one hand would never leave her breast. I forget how old I was, but after I had my own room, I changed this habit. But subconsciously, I still liked touching big breasts.

I never heard my parents having sex when I was little. I guess they always made love after I fell asleep, or maybe their bedroom door was closed so I couldn't hear.

I vaguely remember my first vague sexual experience was from some novels my dad bought on the train. Although the novels didn't have any explicit descriptions, I would get excited whenever I saw men and women kissing or hugging, and my penis would get hard. I felt really strange back then, so I would lie on the bed reading novels, pressing my penis down to keep it from getting hard. Later, in junior high, I started reading some slightly erotic manga like Ranma 1/2 and Peacock King, and I became obsessed with them, often secretly reading them in my room. But at the time, I had no idea how to feel comfortable. I just felt uncomfortable with my penis hard, and watching them made me excited.

I remember it was my third year of junior high, and I was allowed to go back to Shanghai to study according to national policy. I was temporarily staying at my grandmother's house, which was one of those old-style lane houses in Shanghai, where one family lived in a single room, and some families were separated from their neighbors by only a thin partition. Bathing wasn't convenient back then; you either had a large bathtub at home or you showered in the shared kitchen. But this gave me a wonderful childhood of voyeurism.

The first naked woman I ever saw was a mature woman, the mother of the neighbor, Ah Qiang. She was 168 cm tall, with big breasts and a big butt. She dressed very conservatively back then, but it still couldn't hide her good figure. I often went to Ah Qiang's house to play; his mother had just been laid off and had nothing to do. He spent all his time cleaning the house. Whenever I had free time, I would go to his house to play, always taking the opportunity to steal glances at his mother. Her full breasts and round buttocks. Back then, I was young and didn't understand anything, nor did I dare to grope her. I just liked watching, seeing that full body wrapped in tight clothes. I was always incredibly excited, my penis getting unbearably hard. So

I would run home. But I didn't know how to masturbate, so I would just go home and calm down until my penis went soft on its own.

I constantly watched Ah Qiang's mother's every move, always hoping to catch a glimpse of her full, naked body.

But she only bathed at home, so I never had the chance.

I remember it was a month before summer vacation, one afternoon, the weather was very hot. After school, carrying my schoolbag, I walked through the alley and the communal kitchen towards my grandmother's house on the second floor. As I passed the kitchen door, I suddenly heard the sound of rushing water. That's when I realized the kitchen door was tightly closed. I jumped, "Huh???? Someone's taking a shower?" (Let me explain: this communal kitchen is on the first floor, directly below my grandma's house. Only the two families downstairs use it; the upstairs families cook on the second floor.) Hearing the sound of water, I immediately wondered who was showering. I looked around, but no one was there. I carefully examined the kitchen door,

trying to find a crack, even just a tiny one, so I could see who was inside. But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find any cracks. Apparently, any small holes had been blocked off from the inside with boards. Just as I was searching, the door suddenly opened. I was startled. Because I was so engrossed in my search, I hadn't noticed that the water had stopped. A-Qiang's mother came out, carrying a washbasin. Her hair was wet, and her little face was rosy and delicate.

"Liangliang, what are you doing? School's out?"

"Yeah, school's out. I'm going home." I quickly lowered my head and turned to leave, flustered.

"Hey, Liangliang, come over to my house to play later!"

"Okay, okay," I replied, rushing upstairs like someone who'd done something wrong, making my escape.

Once home, I was incredibly excited, several questions swirling in my head: "Why didn't I come home sooner?" "Why is Auntie taking a shower in the kitchen?" "Where's a crack in the kitchen I can peek through?"

That night, in bed, these ideas were still on my mind. I dreamt of Auntie's fair neck and rosy cheeks, and I had a wet dream.

The next day was my day off, and I spent all my free time running downstairs, always loitering around the kitchen. Looking for a loophole to peek through. After searching all morning, I only found a window without a window in the wall, but how could I see through it from such a height? And what if Auntie came to shower there again? I couldn't bear that. Just as I was thinking, Qiang's mother came over with a washbasin. "Liangliang, what are you doing?" "Ah? Auntie, I'm just playing by myself." "Oh, go find Qiang at home. What's there to play with in the kitchen?" "Oh," I said, pretending to go upstairs to go home. Just as I turned around, the kitchen door slammed shut. "Ah...she went in to take a shower," I thought to myself. I glanced around to make sure no one was there, then tiptoed to the door, trying to find a crack. I heard rustling sounds of clothes being taken off inside. My heart raced, and I was incredibly nervous. I panicked, scratching my head, wondering what to do.

Then I noticed a 2-3 cm gap under the kitchen door. I was so excited I almost cried out. I looked around to make sure no one was there, and then, afraid of falling, I turned my head to the side and pressed my face against the crack to peek inside. A pair of fair, delicate little feet came into view first. My penis immediately became hard; I was indescribably nervous and excited.

I slowly looked up. The aunt was standing by the sink near the door. Due to the angle, I could see her delicate feet, clad in transparent plastic slippers, playfully perked up. Her slender ankles led to long, rounded calves, which appeared even longer from my angle. Her full thighs, illuminated by the light, were snow-white, making me dizzy. The aunt had already taken off her clothes and was pouring water over herself.

Determined to look up, I pressed myself tightly against the ground and the door. The aunt then slightly squatted down, rinsing her private parts. My mind went completely blank. It was the first time I had ever seen a naked woman, the first time I had ever seen a naked lower body—a dark, blurry patch of pubic hair. I had no knowledge of female genitalia; in comics, I had only seen a triangle, nothing more. This was the first time

I had ever seen a woman's genitals. The aunt's pubic hair was so thick, a dark, blurry mass extending from her front all the way to her anus. The pubic hair was abundant and dense, covering a large triangular area in front of her lower abdomen with long, messy pubic hair, and her anus was surrounded by anal hair. Because she didn't turn on the kitchen light, all I could see was a dark patch of weeds; I couldn't see any tender meat at all.

The aunt was carefully rinsing herself with water, rubbing something with her right hand, and from my angle, I could see her mysterious mound. It was still dark, so I couldn't see clearly. Because there was no light, I couldn't see very clearly, but it was enough; this mysterious, obscene place was only about a meter away from me. Because she was lathering herself with soap, her legs were spread wide, and her thick pubic hair obscured her private parts, making it difficult to see clearly. I could only see a dark, high, protruding mound of flesh, like a steamed bun. Then

, as if showing off, the aunt slowly turned her body, facing her buttocks towards me. Her large, high-perched buttocks were thrust towards me, and her anus was directly in my eyes. Long, flowing pubic hair guarded her anus, and I couldn't see her chrysanthemum clearly; it was all black. Although I couldn't see clearly, I was still incredibly excited. My penis was already hard and a little painful, and my neck was starting to ache.

Just then, I heard footsteps upstairs, and I immediately stood up in fright. I tiptoed to the top of the stairs and looked up. Although no one had come down yet, it sounded like they were about to. I gave up and pretended nothing was wrong, striding upstairs.

Back home, I couldn't calm down for a long time. My mind was filled with the scene I'd peeked at, and my penis remained erect. It was so uncomfortable, almost painful. But I still felt incredibly regretful for not seeing her breasts or her private parts clearly. That night, I had another wet dream.

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