I slept with my girlfriend's virginity and her mother (Girlfriend's version)

To tell this story ,
it all started with my first girlfriend, yes, my first love. That was in 2010. I was only 18 at the time. My first love (I
think) after a bunch of random groping, I simply pushed her breasts up, revealing her two breasts. Those breasts were white and big, and when I opened my arms, they were completely... (I
was a classmate). At that time, I was in high school in my hometown, Baojing, Xiangxi. I was studying at Baojing People's Middle School. I was in my second year of high school. It was the second semester. It was
around March of 2010.
Then, because I was very drunk, I was eating without much thought, just watching her finish the rest of the beer (two bottles of beer, almost an ounce of Erqu liquor) and then
my steel-like penis was completely inserted into her. It felt so good.
In high school, when you're chasing girls, it's not about whether you have money, it's mainly about how handsome you are. Specifically, it's about whether you're good at basketball
, and most importantly, how bold you are.
Speaking of which, I've always been very bold when it comes to sex. In junior high, I masturbated in the teacher's office. I've been to almost every girl in the school. Once,
a girl me, haha. My junior high homeroom teacher was a woman, very young, but I won't go into details about those things.
My first girlfriend was named Ai Xin. There are very few people with the surname Ai in Baojing. Her family migrated from a distant county because her father was an official there,
I think ... I forgot the official title, but it was at least a bureau chief level.
At that time, I was quite good at it. My daily life consisted mainly of looking at pretty girls, fantasizing, going online, and playing basketball. Speaking of how it started with Ai Xin,
I always liked looking at pretty girls and fantasizing. So, although I was good at it, I always sat in the last row of the classroom. I usually wore tight
underwear (because I often got erections). I didn't dare make any unnecessary movements, and I didn't turn around to talk to her. I just looked at the words the teacher wrote on the blackboard, and then I always
sat in the front, haha. ?? That semester, 3 It's been a month since school started, and we need to rearrange the seating. In our high school, seating is usually arranged by
grades (higher grades choose first). Because my grades were good, I didn't feel any pressure and directly chose my original seat, which was the last row (back door,
so I'd have a deskmate).
Her grades weren't very good; she often skipped class. She got into my class through her father's connections (because my class was an excellent class
, called the Olympiad class, the best class in the school). So, the seats at the back were usually chosen much later, and she was chosen quite late. I remember it very clearly.
Because she was... She often skipped class to play, so she chose the seat next to me, the last seat in the second group.
In the days that followed, she frequently skipped class, waiting for the teacher to write on the blackboard, then sneaking out through the back door.
Here's some information about her: her name was Ai Xin, and she was 17 at the time. She got into the school's top class through her father's connections—he said she wasn't very good at academics
and liked to skip class, but the teachers didn't dare say anything to her. So they usually pretended not to see it. Because of her comfortable upbringing, she was very pretty, 160cm
tall, and had large breasts—I don't know if it was a D cup or an F cup. How big are those "cup" sizes? Well, at that moment, her breasts were about the size
of a sized porcelain bowl, enough to fill your palm if you opened your hand to touch them.
She dressed very fashionably, probably because her family was wealthy. She often wore tight denim shorts with brightly colored clothes, and sometimes even knee-length
skirts . (The school hadn't mandated uniforms yet, and few female students wore short skirts.) Her round butt always made my penis hard. She often liked to ask me
questions, about studying or my views on life, especially my views on life.
I remember that day very clearly; she wore tight denim shorts, a pink bra, and a white, semi-transparent women's blouse.
Her shirt was very short, only reaching her waist. Her round buttocks stretched her tight denim shorts wide open. Her breasts were firm and large; I didn't
really look at them, I was just focused on her buttocks. My penis was rock hard, and I couldn't concentrate on class.
She asked me: "Guanyou, what kind of girl does a good guy like you, who's good at basketball, like?"
I rarely ask her questions in class because I rarely speak. Since she asked such a question, I habitually
looked her up and down and said: "She's attractive, has a good figure, and most importantly, she really likes my penis."
Then she turned on her phone (at that time, I didn't have a phone, and many classmates didn't either). It was the kind of intelligent one that showed me a lot of girls'
photos, all of whom she knew, including her own. They were all pretty good (in my opinion). Then she asked, "What do you think of these girls?"
My penis was hard at the time, making my underwear very tight. I was wearing those baggy shorts (note, not thermal underwear, but athletic shorts), plus those oversized leggings.
I glanced at her, but because my penis was so hard, I only gave her a quick look and said, "I think they're all pretty good, all attractive."
Then she asked, "Really? Don't you think there's a best girl?"
Somehow, she woke up, grabbing her pants and trying to zip them up, but I wouldn't let her,
so Honestly, those girls all had great figures and were reasonably good-looking, so I didn't really compare them. Plus, my dick was hard, so I just said
they were all very pretty.
Then I replied to her: "Yeah, they're all very pretty, with great figures, especially the first girl, those tight pants, they look so good on her."
Because my dick was hard, and I was only glancing at her phone while looking at the blackboard, I didn't really look at anything else properly. Then she swiped down the screen.
When we were drinking, we usually went outside. Not into a private room, because it wasn't very big. Then she came in with me. I remember we ordered sausage, shredded pork,
and noodles. She showed me her picture and said to me: "I think my pants look better than hers."
(She initially thought I was referring to her pants.) Then I looked at her photo; it was definitely sexy. I looked at it from top to bottom for a while, and
said to her, "It's alright, but not as nice as what you're wearing today."
She asked, "Why? I think that one looks better than what I'm wearing today."
At that moment, my penis was incredibly hard. I turned around and looked at her closely, meeting her gaze. She blinked twice, and I couldn't
hold back . I put down my pen, rested my head on the table, and looked at her legs, saying, "Hmm, because you're wearing something so tight today, all your curves are so clear."
She flinched, then immediately leaned back on the table and hummed softly, so quietly that no one but me could hear it.
Because I had many books, the teacher couldn't see me leaning on the table, my body moving. I didn't dare move, just kept my hand on her...
I was very drunk, but not 10/10, more like 8/10, because I didn't have a nightgown and I was vomiting. I often drink to the point of being drunk, and I know how to get drunk very well. She
pretended to be studying very hard. Then she pretended to be studying very hard. Class ended very quickly. I took my hand out. We didn't talk much for the next three days, but she
kept wearing the same pants. These were the pants I saw her wear the longest since I got to know her (she didn't change them for five days). Although I'm very bold,
before I only went to girls' clubs and sometimes went to my homeroom teacher's place during evening self-study to have sex when she wasn't there. So I didn't speak to her for the next few days, and she didn't
suggest a conversation with me either, but she didn't skip class that day.
I remember very clearly, when I touched her, besides her pubic hair, I touched her vulva. At that moment, I gently slid my finger across her skin; it was so wet and slippery. To be honest,
this continued until Saturday. Because the elite class had half-day classes on Saturdays and full-day classes on Sundays, we still had classes at school on Saturdays.
I remember clearly that it was the last class of Saturday, and it was almost time for the weekly break. Usually, she would have left by this time, but this time she stayed in class until then
. I still couldn't resist, so I asked her: "Want to go drinking with me this afternoon?" Because since junior high school, I've gone to restaurants to drink almost every week, mostly with
friends , but sometimes I drink alone. So many of my close classmates know this habit of mine. Then she said: "No, I don't really want to go.
There are so many people drinking with you." I felt a pang of disappointment, but my penis was so hard that I couldn't think of anything other than fucking. So I said: "You're scared, aren't you? You've never drunk alcohol before,
right?"
Then I shifted my attention and touched her vulva . I took off her pants. I slowly unbuckled her belt; it was a very small, purely feminine belt, difficult to remove, unlike...
Then I said, "Well, well, if you dare, come drink with me this afternoon. I'll talk to them later, and I'll go drink with you somewhere else."
Her face turned slightly red, and she said, "What's there to be afraid of?"
After class, she told me she didn't really want to go today. She wasn't feeling well. So I went out with her.
We went to a restaurant, the one I often drink alone at. Because I'm familiar with it, I often drink alone in a private room. You know, when there are a group of people,
the side dishes are tofu, I remember it very clearly.
Then I said to her, "Since you're a girl, I won't bully you. I'll drink baijiu, and you can have a bottle of beer each." She hummed in agreement. I ordered a bottle of
Snow Beer and a bottle of Erqu.
After the food was served, because it was only 3... It was still quite cold in the month, especially in our mountainous area. So we served hot pot.
She said, "Why wouldn't I dare? It's just drinking, what's there to be afraid of? I don't want to get drunk because you guys have so many male classmates..." Then she hesitated, and I didn't know what to say
. I opened both bottles of alcohol, poured myself a glass of baijiu, and gave her a glass of beer, neither of them full. I was worried she wouldn't drink.
So I said, "Come on, let's have a drink first." I picked up my glass, held it up, and looked at her. She didn't say anything, just followed my rhythm and drank. Because mine was more than
half full of baijiu, after I drank it down in one gulp, I basically... It was hard to tell the difference between the bottles (one bottle of Erqu only made a little over one cup, about three liang). Then I started
drinking at my usual pace, slowly, and I can't remember exactly what we talked about. I just remember that she didn't drink anymore until that breakthrough.
I don't know if she was asking me questions or I was asking her questions. Anyway, we talked about some things. But I remember that breakthrough very clearly.
We were sitting opposite each other. Because I was a little drunk at the time, I didn't do anything like those slow, gentle movements you see in erotic novels; I just
walked directly to her sofa and said to her: "I have a question for you." "Please answer properly, okay?" (That's the gist of it, I can't remember the exact word used.) She
sat in the row to the right (the front row was one group, the back row was another), the seat near the door. There were eight groups in a class, so each group consisted of four large groups, with two smaller groups forming one large group
. She hummed in response, and before I even sat down, I grabbed her head and kissed her.
She initially flinched, her body trembling noticeably, and her hands recoiled as if she were greatly frightened. I didn't dare kiss her for too long, afraid she would scream. Something
bad might happen.
Then I returned to my seat without saying a word to her. We were drinking, and when we ran out of alcohol, we ordered more. The owner came in, gave us
permission, and turned to leave. She then said, "Two more bottles of beer."
I guess she didn't even know the brand. I was puzzled. I was almost drunk after one bottle of baijiu; another bottle and I'd probably be completely out of it.
She ordered two more beers. While I usually only drink seven or eight bottles of beer (I can easily drink seven or eight bottles of liquor, because I drink a lot of baijiu), this
time, her unzipping her pants was different from before. She only took off her outer pants. Before, when we were having sex, if she took
them off herself, it would be like she'd already drunk so much baijiu. Another bottle of baijiu, and then a little beer? She'd be completely drunk. ... A glass of beer, the bottle was still full.
Then I thought, oh well, I have to finish this much and stay sober afterwards, otherwise I might not have another chance, I'm afraid.
After the boss brought the beer, we still didn't talk, I just kept drinking one glass after another. But this time she started,
she had only taken a sip of the beer from the bottle, and she swallowed almost all of it in one gulp. She probably had never drunk alcohol before, although I drank a lot at the time, but I know from my experience that even
beer can be very unpleasant.
I remember very clearly, after she finished the bottle, she burped twice, that's what it felt like to be drunk, her voice sounded normal.
But anyone who's been drunk knows that when you're drunk, the voice that sounds normal is actually much louder than normal.
Then she started talking to me about all sorts of things, I can't remember the details . I only remember that later she snatched my two bottles of liquor from me and said, "I told
you you can't hold your liquor, don't drink anymore, eat some food."
She just leaned back on the sofa
and acted all high and mighty. Next, I remember very clearly that I thought, since I'd already kissed her, I might as well continue. I'd
kiss
her again, and if she resisted, I'd just stop. I'd order another bottle of liquor and go to sleep. If she didn't resist, I'd pay the bill and take her to my place. I went over, put my arm around her head, and because I was afraid she'd resist, I didn't just hug her body and kiss her, but her head. I kissed her hard
. This time, her response surprised me. She didn't tremble, open her arms, or resist; instead, she hugged me and kissed me. And I
originally wanted quickly kiss her to test her resistance, so I quickly pulled away to see her reaction, but she didn't open her arms and kept kissing me.
She moaned, "Oh...ah...um..." but her breasts didn't produce any milk.
Originally, I was pressing her down on the sofa, but it turned out she was pressing me down.
I can't remember how long we kissed, I just felt my penis was about to explode. But since we were in a bar, and I'd never had real sex with a man before
(only masturbation), I didn't dare take off her pants. We just kept kissing, but my penis was so hard it felt like it was going to explode. After kissing for a while,
we separated. She was very drunk, much more drunk than me, and she'd vomited all over me (during the kiss), but because my penis was so hard,
I didn't stop her from kissing me out of disgust.
Then I went out to pay the bill. Afterwards, I led her out of the restaurant, and she was practically leaning on me the whole time. As I said before, although I was drunk, I wasn't completely
intoxicated. I could still do things normally, maybe just with more force than usual. I don't remember how I held her, but her arms felt so soft. I called
a taxi back to my place. My parents work outside and usually don't get home until 6 or 7 pm.
When she got out of the car, her condition was unusual, unlike how we usually are when we're 10/10 drunk. We usually either vomit and fall asleep, or we
just But she vomited, and even after that long drive (5 or 6 minutes is a long time for someone who's 10/10 drunk), she wasn't asleep
. She would grunt when I asked her questions. She was also slurring her words, but I couldn't understand what she was saying; it was too incoherent.
When we got home, my parents weren't home yet, as usual. It was a little after 5 pm. I opened the door and led her to my room, putting her on the bed.
Then I checked all the doors from the first one to mine, making sure they were all closed, and finally locked my room door.
I remember this very clearly, even though I was drunk, I was really clear-headed, I don't know why.
Her thighs were clearly defined, and most importantly, her vulva, accentuated by her tight pants and the way her legs were pulled together,
was clearly visible. My penis was rock hard, and unlike in some erotic novels, there was no "please admire" or anything like that. I
immediately took off my shoes and t-shirt (I was wearing baggy shorts, not thermal underwear). I got on the bed, pinned her down, and started kissing her passionately, then
groped , and finally put my right hand on her vulva. I didn't take off her shoes because I was afraid she would wake up.
But she really didn't seem to be asleep, moaning softly like "mmm, oh..." I took my hand out, my rock-hard penis pressed against
her vulva, still in my pants, and started kissing her again. She continued moaning like "mmm, oh...".
It was a little easier for her to sleep. Then I half-pulled her shoes off. I lifted her whole body onto the bed (her calves and other parts were previously hanging off the edge).
Honestly, I had no idea it was from a woman's vaginal fluid, otherwise I would have just
taken her clothes off and had sex. After touching her for a while, I tried to take off her clothes. She hummed and groaned, but held onto her clothes tightly, refusing to let me. So I had to press my upper body against hers, kissing her
while It's okay, take your clothes off. Don't you take your clothes off when you sleep?"
Then, quite reluctantly, I managed to pull her clothes off. I wanted to take off her breasts, but I really didn't know how to remove that device (at the time, I really didn't know
it could fill my breasts). I touched and sucked on them at the same time. At that moment, I thought that kissing a woman's breasts would make her breasts flow. So I kissed them for a long time, but she...
I got impatient and started to lower myself to her height. Then I tried to take off her pants. Although they were very short and tight jeans, she wouldn't let me take them off,
her hands tightly gripping the top of her pants. At the same time, I wanted to pull them off, but I didn't dare to force her, because my mother and the others had come home, and I could
hear the sound of cooking in the kitchen. So I had to temporarily spread my hands and touch her breasts. (With her pants down). After a while, I don't know why, she squeezed
her legs together, squeezed them together for a moment, and then let out a long sigh (at the time, I really didn't understand what a woman's orgasm was
like). Then she hugged me, pulled her hair down, and pressed herself against me to kiss me. She kissed me for a long time, talking about her first kiss with Liang Shi. Hearing her say that, I was startled and asked, "So you weren't asleep just now?"
She replied, "No, I'm always in a daze, I don't know if I'm asleep or not, but, but just now it felt so good, so I woke up. I'm so tired..."
Hearing her say that, I didn't want to give up, so I put her hand on my rock-hard penis. Then I simply took off my pants
and guided her hand to hold my penis, stroking it up and down, similar to the rhythm of regular masturbation, but the feeling was very different from my usual masturbation, very
pleasurable. Her hands were very soft and tender. Then after a while, I ejaculated, it was so pleasurable. I ejaculated all over her hands, and I didn't want to waste it. I grabbed
a handful of semen and smeared it on her breasts, then tried to feed it to her. I don't know what I was thinking at the time. Then I fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already past midnight. I checked the clock; it was around 12:37, I remember that very clearly. I looked at her hand; I could still see
the residue of my semen. Adults know that semen dries after a while if not properly cleaned, but the residue is still visible.
I was starving, so I went out to find something to eat. I got a bowl of rice from the kitchen but didn't bring it to her because I didn't want to wake her. After all, I hadn't actually slept with her yet, so I didn't know
what she wanted to say.

When I returned to the room, she was still lying quietly on the bed, the moonlight streaming through the large window. The sunlight streamed in, making her pair of snow-white breasts exceptionally clear. I couldn't resist gently licking
them. Then I tried to pull down her nipples (I had been pushing them up, but they were still too tight), but I couldn't find a way, so I gave up.
The belt buckle just pulled out. I had to find the buckle; I honestly didn't know how women's belts were fastened.
Let's sleep (just sleep).
Finally, I found it, slowly unbuckled the belt, and pulled down the zipper (don't think only men's jeans have zippers; women's
tight denim shorts have zippers that can move up and down). I saw her milky-white panties, very small and tight (my panties...). (They're usually very loose). I tried to take her off.
She was lying on the bed, and because she hadn't taken off her shoes, her calves and lower body weren't on the bed. With those tight pants, plus the way her legs were pulling
them down, I couldn't pull them off no matter what I did, because her buttocks were pressed very tightly against them. I had to increase my movements, but it still didn't work, and she
wouldn't loosen her grip or let me pull them down. I had no choice but to hug her and kiss her repeatedly, saying, "Darling, my dick is so hard, I can't take it anymore, it's about to explode." As I said this
, I pulled her left hand (I was sleeping on her right) over and placed it on my hard, bulging penis, but this time it was covered by her pants (because just now...).
I was looking for utensils in the kitchen (but I wasn't wearing underwear). While kissing her, I used her hand to touch my penis and said, "Look, it's so hard
, it's going to explode if I don't make it feel better."
Then she looked at me with such innocent and curious eyes and asked, "How can I make it feel better?"
She spoke very softly, but I heard her clearly. Me: "Hmm…! This, this…?" I thought for a moment and decided I couldn't let her masturbate me anymore.
I had to have sex with her, otherwise what kind of man would I be, not even having my wife in bed with me…! "I don't know, anyway, anyway, it really wants to touch your pussy, it
feels ," I said, reaching out to pull down her pants again. She: "You've already touched it so many times, just keep touching it, you don't need to take your pants off." She wouldn't
let me take off her pants no matter what.
I could only continue kissing her, letting her hand touch my large penis, making it vibrate up and down a couple of times. I said, "Look, look, it's almost unbearable. Touching it with your hand,
it doesn't feel anything, it'll still be very painful. Only when it touches itself will it feel comfortable." She buried her flushed face in my chest and whispered, "Then, then you
touch it with it.
" After a while, I got out of bed to take off her shoes. This time she seemed to be awake and refused to take them off no matter what. I said, "It's okay, it's fine, take off your shoes.
" "Sigh," I pretended to sigh.
"What's wrong? Doesn't it want to touch?"
I said, "It does want to, but... with pants, it can't touch it at all. Look how tender it is, it's not as strong as a hand, of course it won't feel anything.
If it gets hurt, it will be even worse.
" "Hmm!..." she said, and then fell silent. I continued kissing her, then tried to pull down her pants. This time she didn't resist, but I couldn't get
them down properly because I hadn't completely unbuckled her belt. I pulled haphazardly for a while, and in my frustration, I almost tore them off. Seeing
my efforts, she finally just took her pants off. I touched her buttocks; they were so soft and comfortable. (At that time, her buttocks weren't very round; usually, a woman
's buttocks only become rounder during intercourse, due to the impact and female psychology. She was only 17 at the time.) What was unusual? The unusual thing was that
she had taken off both her outer pants and underwear. I directly pulled aside the fabric of her underwear and slowly probed her vulva with my fingers, not daring to probe too deeply for fear
of breaking her hymen. But it was very slippery and wet. She moaned softly, "Mmm... Oh..."
I couldn't resist and pulled her underwear down. This time, she didn't pull it down with her hands but instead tightly clamped her legs together. However, the force with which her legs were clamped together
and the way she looked at her front were very clear and domineering, so I directly touched her vulva. I don't know what made me so bold at the time, I didn't think much, I just felt that
after I ate, I had to really have sex with her, only then would I have her. That's what I was thinking at the time. So I ate in a flash.
How could that compare to using my hands? After a while, I pulled down.
I really couldn't resist, so I pressed myself on top of her and rubbed the glans of my
hard
, steel-like penis against her vaginal opening. At the time, I didn't know to wet my penis, I just inserted it directly. But because her vulva was very wet, the glans went in after a while, and the feeling was really super comfortable, even though it was just the glans. Then
her "hmm...oh..." sounds started to get louder. But she didn't do much. I wanted to continue inserting my penis deeper, I tried, but she immediately pulled
her buttocks back, she said it hurt a little. Helpless, I could only slowly insert it to the depth of the glans. Her resistance began to change. Then she
took off her bra and pulled me onto her. But I still couldn't help myself and tried again (once), while she pulled her butt back. "Maybe I touched her
hymen, but it's not broken, so it hurts a little when I touch it." I thought, "I should be careful with her and take it slow." Then I tried again (once),
and the result was the same. This time I got impatient. "Damn it, why do you care about how the woman feels? My dick has been hard for so long, if I don't get satisfied, it's going to explode."
I slowly pulled her butt down and spread her legs slightly apart. I remember very clearly, at this moment, her... The water was almost gone. My
penis wasn't feeling as good anymore. I hardened my heart, grabbed her buttocks, and thrust it firmly into her. She cried out, "Ah..."
as my penis hardened completely. Then I tried to pull away, but she grabbed my buttocks, saying, "Don't move, it hurts." I didn't care anymore; my penis had been hard for so long,
it was going to explode if I didn't ejaculate soon. I pressed her down, my right hand firmly gripping her buttocks, my left hand tightly holding her head, kissing her as I thrust. Although she cried out in pain several times,
I ignored her and continued thrusting hard. (I was really determined then, my penis was incredibly hard.) While kissing her, I said, "Aixin,
I'm lying next to her and I'm starting to touch her." I put my hand inside her clothes and touched her breasts. After touching them for a while, I simply put my hand directly into her pants and touched her vagina. "
Fuck you, it feels so good, so comfortable." (We usually say "dry vagina" in our area.) "That day (referring to a specific incident), I want to fuck you every day, fuck your pussy." Then she stopped crying out in pain, tears
streaming from the corners of her eyes. Because of the moonlight, I remember all of this very clearly. I just held her tightly, moaning continuously, "Mmm...uh...ah..."
I felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter, and the speed of my thrusts increased. I didn't care if she was in pain; I thrust in with all my might each time.
Finally, I don't know how many times I thrust, but then, a heavenly sensation shot through my penis to my brain, then back to my penis, and I ejaculated. I
held and her shoulder with my left, and ejaculated all over her. She shuddered many times, ejaculated a lot before pulling out (more than masturbation,
and the pleasure was incomparable to masturbation). Then she lay gently in my arms. And then we established a romantic relationship. It lasted for three years.
[The End]

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