Old Familiar Development History

I belong to the group of people who experience precocious puberty. I vaguely remember that when I was three years old, I was already used to rubbing my penis against the bed.
At that time, I slept in the same bed as my parents, but not at one end; I slept at the feet of my parents. Every morning, half-
asleep, I would rub my penis, which was never hard, against my mother's calves, and I actually felt pleasure from it. By the time I was in
second grade, I could already ejaculate while rubbing against the bed. Later, my libido became increasingly strong. I would often take my mother
's shoes and socks, smell them, and rub them against the bed. Until I was fifteen, in junior high school, one time in the dormitory, a guy
was talking about how to masturbate, and that's when I truly learned how to masturbate. Once I learned how, it became unbearable. I masturbated every day. I would masturbate in bed
before getting out of bed in the morning, and during my lunch break. I needed to masturbate at least three times a night before I could fall asleep. Once, when I went to my grandma's house, I happened to see my aunt sitting on a small stool with her legs spread wide apart. Her skirt only covered her knees, and I immediately saw what was underneath. Her light pink panties were squeezed into a rope, and her thick pubic hair was sticking out unabashedly. My aunt called me, but when she saw that I didn't respond and was just staring blankly, she noticed my gaze quickly closed her legs and forcefully pulled down her skirt to cover herself. But I had already seen enough . In the days that followed, I fantasized about this scene and masturbated. Sometimes I masturbated as many as nine times a day! My poor little body ... Now my libido is still strong, but I no longer have that passion. Basically, after sex, I can't get an erection for the whole day... That's probably when I ruined my body.

When I was eighteen, I dropped out of high school and stayed home to help out. My family owned a fairly large shop with
four storefronts and three floors. The first, second, and third floors were all used for business, but on each side of the third floor, there was a small
bedroom My parents and employees slept on the second floor,
which wasn't inconvenient since the sales area was in between and there was a half-wall blocking the way. I slept alone on the third floor. The shop's employees were all women, and in the summer,
they were all wearing flowing stockings... I often sneaked over when no one was around to smell them, and twice I even
sneaked to peep at their half-naked sleeping postures. One time, one of the women discovered me. She
told her parents that a man was peeping, but she couldn't see his face clearly. I don't know if she really couldn't see clearly or if she was being considerate of me. My mother
probably guessed it was me, so she told them, "You
must be dreaming, right?" trying to cover it up. But my father was different. He yelled at the top of his lungs, "You must call the police! You must find out! It's hard to guard against a thief in your own home!" He yelled for a whole morning and
made phone calls, but when the police asked, there was no rape or stolen items, so they didn't even bother to investigate.
After that incident, I did restrain myself and never dared to peep again. But young people... I'm not a eunuch. Even
eunuchs can't help thinking about those things... One day, I was working overtime on the first floor with a female employee of similar age.
I couldn't resist secretly looking at pornographic pictures. I thought that since there was a wooden board separating the computers, she shouldn't be
able . But I was so engrossed in looking at them that she discovered my little secret when she got up to get a drink of water... "What's so interesting about that..."
She laughed and said something, and I pretended not to care, saying, "This is interesting...learning from experience." The
girl blushed and sat back down. Seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I don't know where I got the courage, but I actually went over
and hugged her from behind. She turned her head, and we started kissing...the kisses got hotter and hotter. She said, "I
'm done with my work," and turned off the computer. I understood what she meant, so I took her hand and went up to the third floor. As soon as we entered my
bedroom, we kissed again, then took off our clothes and rolled onto the bed. She was so tender...all over...so
tender...white, with baby fat. I was extremely nervous at that moment, kissing her breasts, her belly, and before I knew it
, I was at her vulva. It was just a slit, with no black or pink clitoris. I imitated
what I saw in porn movies, licking her slit with my tongue. There was so much water...clear, with no strange taste,
just a slightly sour taste, which was quite delicious...How could a young girl resist this? She tried her best to suppress a sound,
but her nose still made soft, gurgling noises. My penis, which had initially been unable to get hard due to nervousness, was now as hard as
iron!

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