The boys I used to do with in school

Looking back now, the only boys I've had who left the least impression are one or two, both from my school days. Maybe it's because they were young and inexperienced. While the frequency wasn't low—more than my current lovers—the quality was really poor. Teenage boys in their early twenties are mostly focused on their own pleasure, without much thought. So, I basically never had an orgasm.
The only time was when I was in bed with a boy, masturbating together, and I orgasmed before him. This guy wasn't big or muscular, had no memorable features, and no technique. After a few times, I didn't find it interesting; maybe he did.
Then there was my high school boyfriend. He was fair-skinned, a typical heartthrob, quite eye-catching at school, shy and reserved, even in bed. The first time I gave him oral sex, I initiated it. I was still a virgin then, and he was very excited and ejaculated in my mouth within minutes. It was probably the easiest oral sex I've ever had, in a good way. Because sucking for a long time is actually quite tiring, haha. When I was in school, sex seemed very novel to me. I accidentally learned to masturbate in elementary school because I saw some pornographic websites online. The content was actually quite simple, mainly text and pictures. While looking at them, I found myself getting wet, and I tried to imitate what others taught me online, slowly rubbing my clitoris in circles. That's when I experienced my first orgasm. But I didn't orgasm during sex with him afterwards. Simple thrusting is unlikely to bring a woman to orgasm. At first, I thought he was quite cute when we started dating, but after a while, it became boring and monotonous, you know how it is. Anyone would get tired of that. At that age, I didn't really care about technique, but a little bit of personal style was better than nothing. I was
quite sexually active at that time. Because I was in a long-distance relationship with my boyfriend, I found someone else at school. He was above average in looks and build, and had a good personality. We had a small circle of close friends at school. He liked me a lot and wanted to date me, pursuing me for a long time. I slept with him a few times, but I never dated him; I didn't like him. He would teach me how to lick, where my erogenous zones were, how to make a man ejaculate quickly, and things like that. I only contacted him out of desperation back then; I didn't have any feelings for him, and I wasn't really enjoying it. Young boys just don't understand girls, I guess. Our relationship dragged on until I had a social practice experience—let's just call it an internship for now. There, I met a 17-year-old European boy, a national team athlete—I won't mention the sport or name. He probably wanted to ask me out. He didn't speak the language, struggling even with English, but sex doesn't really require much communication. Our first time was in a restaurant restroom stall. His penis was huge even when semi-erect, making it very difficult to put on a condom because it was so large and thick. He sat on the toilet, and I sat down facing him, guiding his penis. It was difficult to penetrate at first, but it was the first time I'd seen such a large size, and it was very exciting—much bigger than the guy who had previously pursued me. In that situation, I couldn't help but get wet. We played in that position for a while, and then he ejaculated. He seemed unsatisfied and wanted to go again. But the setting wasn't suitable, so I refused. We did it a couple more times in other places later. During doggy style, I was completely overwhelmed; it was so big. It was the kind of size that doesn't require any skill. Afterwards, we showered together, and he urinated in front of me very naturally, without any embarrassment, unlike my exes. Urination is a form of release, like ejaculation, and I really enjoy watching boys urinate and ejaculate. Then I helped him clean up and knelt down to lick him, taking his glans in my mouth and holding it with both hands. The psychological pleasure far outweighed the physical pleasure. After getting him hard, we did it for a while longer, when suddenly his coach came back. He told me to hide and have his roommate sneak me out. His roommate later told me he envied that he got to do it with me; he always fantasized about having sex with me, and when he had sex with other girls, he always thought he was having sex with me. I had such a great threesome opportunity before, and I missed it; I regret it now. I was young then, about 20, and they were 17 or 18. We weren't aware of it. Not long after, the guy who was pursuing me probably found out I had other men and felt insecure. He repeatedly picked fights with me, demanding that I confirm our relationship. I ignored him.

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