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My Experience 2 

I met him at a restaurant.
At that time, I went to work at a restaurant for some reasons.
Actually, at the beginning, neither of them felt anything. Or perhaps neither of them paid much attention.
I remember it very clearly; it was New Year's Day evening.
Everyone in the hotel was having a gathering.
The boss gathered everyone together for a meal and a chat. It was quite a lively scene.
That evening, everyone had a few drinks. He said, "Don't drink too much, it's not good."
I said, "It's okay. Someone will accompany me back to my dorm if I drink too much."
Later, he really stopped caring about me.
I'm still a little angry.
I really drank too much last night. It was already past 11 pm. When I got back to the dorm, I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep immediately.
It's almost 1 a.m.
I woke up again. My head was throbbing so badly I couldn't stand it anymore.
But I still can't sleep.
He sent me a text message.
Are you asking if I'm asleep?
I said: I just woke up.
He said: Let's chat for a while.
I asked: Where to?
He said: What do you mean?
Perhaps it was the alcohol that was affecting him, coupled with his unwillingness to give up.
So I climbed over the wall and went outside. He met me at the door and helped me as we walked towards his house.
I came in. They poured me a glass of hot water and gestured for me to drink it quickly; it would make me feel better.
He said, "You should lie down for a while. Otherwise, you'll feel very uncomfortable."
It's hard to believe that someone who is usually so quiet, neither laughing nor crying, would have such thoughts.
To be honest, I was a little touched.
He's a little taller than me. But he has a large frame, though he's actually quite thin.
As for JJ, I've already forgotten about her. Anyway, it felt pretty good.
Then he took off his coat and hugged me tightly.
Actually, I was expecting something.
But there are still some things I can't accept.
He hugged me and forcibly took off my clothes.
I resisted, but to no avail.
He said: You drank a lot tonight. Are you in a bad mood? Now that you're here, let me comfort you!
I didn't say anything. I desperately didn't want him to touch me, yet I also hoped for more.
He kept pressing his body against mine. His mouth covered mine. His tongue darted into my mouth without hesitation, giving me no chance to resist. I moaned softly.
His hands roamed over my chest, kneading and squeezing. Wild yet gentle, as if afraid of hurting me.
I gripped his back tightly. I reckon if he had fingernails, there would already be scratches.
Then, ignoring my resistance, he pulled down my pants, leaving only my underwear as the last line of defense.
I grabbed his underwear, preventing him from taking it off.
He stopped his frantic actions.
He said: Why do you do this? Since you're here, it means you have feelings for me.
Since you've gotten into my bed, it means you were expecting this.
Are you looking down on me?
I said: Why would you say that? I didn't look down on you. It's just that I'm not a substitute, and I'm not the woman in your heart.
He didn't speak.
I said, "You've had too much to drink. This makes no sense. That's not what I need. Yes, I want someone to rely on. But not in this way."
He said: I really want you.
Although I know that he doesn't really love me. Maybe it's just sexual need.
But I couldn't control my inner impulses. And it's true that I haven't experienced the passion and pleasure that sex brings for over two years.
His crazy actions strongly aroused my desire.
So, I let go of his hand as he tried to pull down his underwear.
He naturally disarmed me of my last line of defense.
It teased me with its already rock-hard penis.
I could feel it; my face turned red, really red.
I've forgotten the specifics of the conversation.
But I will never forget that feeling.
He was also the first man to give me an orgasm.
When his penis entered my body for the first time.
I felt a sense of satisfaction instantly.
Whether it's missionary, woman-on-top, or doggy style, I get excited.
The force he exerted, the feeling he gave me, is truly self-evident.
Actually, women and men are different.
I'm not particularly interested in men's genitals.
What I like most is the intensity and feeling. And also the level of foreplay.
Will it excite me?
Perhaps he understands this very thing.
I think that a man and a woman need to understand each other during their first time together. If they don't understand each other clearly, their first time together might not be comfortable.
I'm sorry, I really can't put those feelings into words. I just feel that it's a good feeling. That's all.
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