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Second Girlfriend 3 

I rolled her down onto her back, climbed on top of her, and gently thrust inside her, asking her about her previous boyfriends. She asked which boyfriend I wanted to hear about, and I said the first one. "How did you two do it the first time?" she asked. She thought for a moment and said, "My first time was with the old man who kept watch at my parents' factory." She was in her final year of junior high school then, and many of her classmates were dating, but her family was strict, and she didn't accept any of the boys who pursued her. One night, after waking up, she groggily got up to relieve herself. As she stepped out of her room, she suddenly became wide awake. She saw a naked couple making love on the TV screen. Her father was sitting on the sofa with his back to her, watching, the TV volume turned down low. She was too scared to go out, so she peeked at the passionate scene on the TV through the door, feeling her body slowly heating up. Then she went back to her bed, closed her eyes, and the images on the TV screen kept replaying in her mind: the man going in and out of the woman's body, the woman's expression of pleasure. Later, her father went to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep and longed to experience the feeling of making love with a man. On a whim, she put on her pajamas and left home, walking slowly through the empty factory. The cold wind felt much better, and her body wasn't so uncomfortably hot. Just as she was about to go home and continue sleeping, a flashlight shone on her. She stood still. The person walked in and saw it was her; she also saw it was the old man on night duty. The old man asked her why she was wandering around the factory in the middle of the night, and whether she had stolen anything. She said no, but the old man didn't believe her and pulled her to the guard room. Thinking she hadn't done anything, she wasn't afraid and went with him. Once inside the guard room, the old man closed the door. There were only a few stools, a table, and a bed. The old man began interrogating her, and she said she hadn't done anything. The old man didn't believe her and wanted to search her. She was wearing pajamas at the time, and it was summer, so the clothes were very thin. At first, the old man honestly searched her body for any possible hiding places. Seeing that she didn't resist, his hands started to wander. He intentionally or unintentionally touched her breasts a few times. She felt the heat she had just suppressed return when the old man touched her breasts; it felt like a fire was rising on her face and body. After a few tentative touches, the old man simply placed one hand on her breasts and kneaded them, while the other hand explored upwards from her thighs. She said she was completely dazed at the time, feeling the old man taking advantage of her, but her body was limp and she had no ability to resist. Then she felt a hand reach her most sensitive spot. After touching it for a while, she saw the old man bring his hand to his nose, smell it, and lewdly say it smelled good, even licking his fingers. Then the old man carried her to the bed, undressed her, and then stripped naked himself before climbing on top of her. When he entered her, she felt a painful swelling, which immediately brought her back to her senses. She tried to push the old man away, but she wasn't as strong as him. After a while, she began to feel the pain in her lower body lessen, followed by a feeling of pleasure. Within minutes, that pleasurable sensation spread from her lower body throughout her entire being, until she felt as if she had fainted and lost consciousness. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself tightly embracing the old man. His movements became increasingly vigorous, and the sensation grew more and more stimulating... Later, the old man ejaculated inside her. After resting for a while, as she walked home, she felt something flowing down her legs. When she got home and lay in bed, she used a towel as a pillow. The next morning, she found a foul-smelling liquid on the towel; she later learned it was semen. Hearing her tell this, I also felt quite aroused and thrust vigorously dozens of times, ejaculating inside her again.
We lay there chatting. She said that it was just that one time with the old man, and she never went back to him afterward, afraid of being embarrassed if others found out. The old man, knowing he had taken her virginity, was probably also a little scared and didn't dare to contact her again.

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