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A few days ago, I left a comment for someone mentioning watching sex videos. A few days later, while working, I ran into an acquaintance and it suddenly reminded me of something that happened with his sister – my first time touching a woman's vagina.
In the autumn of 1985, when I was 19, I went to my dad's friend's house, who was also my classmate, to play and do some work. I met a little girl who was my classmate's neighbor; I don't know if she was 15 or 16 at the time. She was probably dating my classmate's younger brother, but I don't know if they were just friends or not. I had a good impression of her because she was chubby and quite talkative. We didn't spend much time alone together for the first two days. On the third day, I spent the whole morning at her house, and we had a great time chatting. I told her I knew about the stars in the sky, basically the Big Dipper, Altair, Vega, and Venus. I'm not good at flirting, but when two people like each other, they can talk about anything. She suggested we go stargazing that night.
That evening, we went to a nearby brickyard and sat together on a haystack to look at the stars. At first, we didn't get too close, but as it got colder, we leaned closer and eventually pulled her into my arms. My hand naturally went to her chest. She wasn't wearing a bra, and it was just the right size to hold in one hand. It was the first time in my life I'd ever touched a young woman's breast; it was elastic and felt wonderful to knead. Her head was pressed against my face, and she didn't say anything, just letting me touch her. She sat against me with her back to me, and I touched her breasts with both hands at the same time and lifted her clothes. She tried to pull them down, and at first, I helped her pull them down too. I couldn't just ignore her because I was happy; I could still control myself. After pulling a few times, my hand moved down her stomach. Because we were sitting and she didn't spread her legs, I couldn't reach her vaginal opening, so I just touched her stomach and thighs.
The next day, I didn't have a chance during the day, so I called her out early that evening. She wanted to go back to the haystack, but I didn't let her go, knowing I couldn't touch her sitting down. So I led her a little further away to the broken wall, and we stood there talking. At first, she wouldn't let me touch her breasts, and after a couple of hesitations, she finally let me touch them, but she absolutely refused to let me touch her genitals. I ignored her and stood facing her, touching her as I moved my hand from her back down to her buttocks, and then from her buttocks to the front. At this point, she had no choice but to tell me she would loosen her belt. Afraid she would change her mind, I put my left arm around her waist and stood on her right side, keeping my right hand firmly in place. In fact, since I had already touched her vaginal opening, I couldn't pull it out. After she loosened her belt, she naturally spread her legs a little, and two of my fingers slipped inside her vaginal opening. I could feel something warm, tender, and wrinkled inside. I kept touching her, but then I realized I was just probing. After a few times, she wouldn't let me anymore, tightly clamping her legs together and refusing to let me move. She also clung tightly to my waist, almost crying. So I had to stop, but I didn't want to take my hand out. She said if I didn't take it out, she would never let me touch her again.
On the third night, she stayed home and refused to come out. Another day passed, and I found an opportunity to tell her I was going back the next day and wouldn't be able to come for a long time. That evening, we met again by the broken wall. After touching her for a while, I asked her to take off her pants so I could see. Just as she was about to unbuckle her belt, her younger brother and my classmate's younger brother came over. My hand was still inside her pants. Her younger brother was too small to notice, but my classmate
's brother saw it clearly. He probably told his mother, and she told my mother, and my mother never let me come again. Later, my classmate's brother's wife became my friend's sister. Because my friend often beat her up, he assumed I had said something, and told me that the girl had actually slept with him and an old man from her neighbor's house. He said that since it was so easy for him to penetrate her, she wasn't a virgin. I've forgotten her name, and I was too embarrassed to ask her brother. Not long after I left, her brother went to Qingdao. Seeing her brother brought back those memories. I'll write more about my past later.

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