Young Romance (Transformation Series Adult Novels)

In our time, the country was closed and information was blocked. Even adults didn't know much more than children today. But I was undoubtedly a freak. When I was four years old, I pulled down the pants of a neighbor girl. She is two years older than me. At that time, I touched her with my hand and had an urge to lick her, but I didn't really lick the key parts. The girl was scared and ran away. Actually, I was also very scared and didn’t dare to go home that night.

Since then, my mind has been filled with all kinds of fantasies, but I don’t know what I’m thinking about. Things got much better after I started school. I was about to graduate from the fifth grade. I saw a girl in my class at work and I would always take her home after school. We would occasionally hold her hand, but nothing happened. After graduation, everyone went back to school to see their teachers. I saw her that day and kissed her. We have been separated ever since.

In middle school, I started to learn bad things. I touched the faces of almost all the pretty girls and some of the girls' breasts. I even lifted up a girl's skirt to make a bet with my classmates whether a girl's panties were white or had white patterns on them. In the end, I won (because I saw it beforehand), but I was also called away by the teacher. My homeroom teacher was a 24-year-old girl. I used to like her very much because I had peeked at half of her breasts. I forgot what she said to me, I only remember that I was forced to transfer schools. After that, I had all kinds of struggles with the boys in the new school for half a year, and then I was forced to drop out.

I was 13 years old that year. Not going to school was a good thing for me, and I started visiting various relatives and friends’ homes. This is how my first time started. One of my aunts had a very good relationship with my family, but we were not relatives. The woman was 22 years older than me.

I still remember that the first time I saw a video recorder was in her house. She and her husband were both government employees, and they had everything in their house. In those days, you couldn't buy a VCR in the mall, and even a TV was hard to buy. My first time watching a video, my first time watching a pornographic video, my first time having sexual intercourse, and my first time having oral sex were all at that time.

At that time, she lived with her mother-in-law, and I often went to her house to play. When I went there that time, she was watching a video, and there was a scene like this. She changed the channel, and I asked her to change it back. She said that even if she watched that, she would learn bad things and she wouldn’t be able to explain to her mother. I said no, I wanted to watch it. She changed it back, but it got more and more outrageous and my heart almost jumped out of my chest. But at that time I didn't have the courage to do anything because I didn't know what to do.

At this time she changed the channel again and refused to change it, so I ran over to grab the remote control. As we were arguing, I started to have evil thoughts. There was no air conditioning at that time and we were wearing very little at home. Maybe it was because she had watched porn, and coupled with the physical contact, she also felt a little unnatural. She hid the remote control behind her back, so I put my hands under her armpits and grabbed it from behind her, which was like I was hugging her. She suddenly said something was hitting me and it hurt so much, and then she reached out and grabbed my little brother.

I just held her like that, my mind went blank. She saw that I didn't say anything and she didn't move, so she turned the TV back to video recording and we watched it together again. By then I couldn't bear to watch anything anymore. I wanted to hug her and take off her pants. I had so many ideas but I didn't dare to implement any of them. Haha, what a loser I was. I just kept peeking at her. In the end, she took the initiative to hug me, breathing heavily, and said in my ear, do you want to sleep with your aunt? At that time, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I reached my hand into her clothes and touched her breasts. I felt dizzy and almost couldn't breathe. (Incest movie) She was playing with my hard little brother in her hand. We took off our clothes and I couldn't wait to put it inside her. I wanted to kiss her down there, as it had been my dream for many years. But she said I couldn't eat her without washing it.

I ejaculated after just a few strokes. After that I returned to normal and started playing with her body to satisfy my curiosity that had been lingering for years. Finally there was a woman for me to study. It felt so good, much better than ejaculation.

But that was my first time to ejaculate while I was awake, and I felt a little stupid. After playing for a while, my brother stood up again, and I put him in again. This time it took a little longer but not long, and I ejaculated again. Then she said, "Hurry and get dressed, for fear someone might come back from home."

We put on our clothes and sat there watching TV. While she was watching I was touching and kissing her breasts. I got hard again and I said I would do it again, but she said no because people from home were coming back. I refused and she took out my little brother and put it in her mouth. It seems such a simple thing now, but at that time I couldn't hold on for a while and came in her mouth. She smiled and said, "You'll be obedient this time." She kissed me even though her mouth was full of my semen. I was so disgusted that I couldn't stand it anymore.

At that time, I was simply obsessed with her body. I would run to her house whenever I had the chance. Actually, she was not a beauty and was a little fat. The hole down there was so big that you could fit your whole hand in there, and my hand was extra large. But maybe I was not fully developed at that time. Despite this, I still loved her to the point of madness, because her lower body would move. It was not the kind of deliberate movement, and the amplitude was not large. Hers was like a juicer, her thing was always in there, and she would ejaculate after a while.

At that time, I couldn't sleep well if I didn't see her for a day. In fact, even if I saw her every time, it was impossible for me to have sex with her every time, because I was staying in a hotel at that time, which was very troublesome. There were often people at home, and we were together for several years. Even when I got a girlfriend and lived with her, I still continued this relationship with her. We lost contact until she was 42 years old. Later I realized that not all women would move.

When we broke up, I already had a woman living with me. Although she was not as good at having fun and not as exciting as her, she was too old. So old that I didn't want to look at her after I ejaculated. Now I feel sorry for her when I think about it. I always have a sense of regret in my heart. After all, it was she who gave me several years of sexual happiness, and after all, I fulfilled all my dreams with her.

Next article: Seventeen-year-old Nan I was also seventeen when I met Nan, and she was two days older than me. She was a precocious girl, and her body was very close to maturity at the age of seventeen. Her breasts and butt are round. Her name is Nan, and she is not from our school. Meeting her was a coincidence. Our beginning was not very glorious. At least it was a big risk in that era - we were despised by our friends.

I have been a rebellious person since I was young. I like to do things that my teachers and parents don’t allow me to do, such as fighting, smoking, drinking, and hanging out. One of my younger brothers was bullied at school. He was beaten up by older students for a girl. He asked me to avenge him. That's how I met Nan, who was not a school belle. She wasn't a beauty. She looked like a slut at the time. Since her parents had lived abroad for a long time, her clothes were fashionable and mature.

My younger brother got the worst beating, and the girl told me to hang up and run away. But he had no complaints, because I avenged him and made him proud in school. In that era, beautiful girls loved hooligans, and no one dared to mess with them in school, so there was naturally no shortage of girls. I have no shortage of girls, but I have never made a move on a student because my sexual partner at that time was my aunt, who could meet all my needs. Seducing young girls seemed too troublesome to me. But Nan gives me a different feeling, she is very sexy and looks very mature.

The first time I walked her home, I felt like she was seducing me. Because her parents were not in the country at that time, she had to live with her grandmother instead of her grandma. But she brought me back to her own home. There was no one at home, so we cooked at her home and watched TV together on the sofa after dinner. I naturally hugged her, talked in her ear, and asked her if she wanted to date me. She was half-reluctant. As a girl, this was very natural. But I was very good at coaxing her, so I was not afraid that she would not give in.

I slowly pulled off her clothes. People of that era wore three layers of clothes inside and three layers outside, and wore belts. Girls nowadays don't wear belts. I spent half an hour just pulling off her clothes. In the end, only her underwear was left and I didn't want to pull her any more. If you don't want to delay, then don't delay. I'll just keep on pestering her. I put my dick through her pants and pushed it down her lower body, using my hands and mouth at the same time. I got so impatient that I finally broke her self-control.

I didn't pull up her panties but put my dick inside her at the edge of her panties. Maybe it was because I was used to having sex with mature women, so I didn't think too much about it and just pushed it in. There was too much water, so I used a little more force. Although I felt a little resistance, I didn't hesitate to push the glans in. Nan trembled and said, it hurts!

It's normal to feel a little pain the first time. I comforted her and said it would be fine in a while. Maybe my penis was a little big for a girl who was having sex for the first time, but the whole process went smoothly. After all, I had a lot of experience. The first time, I couldn't come for a long time. Although her vagina was tighter than my aunt's, my aunt's vagina moved. It didn't feel as stimulating as before. Besides, it just lay there motionless without any fancy moves, unlike my aunt's which was always flying up and down. It was a bit boring.

When I pulled her panties down, there was a lot of blood on them. In those days, it was not uncommon to be a virgin, there were many in their 20s. So I didn’t think anything of it.

Nan was the most slutty virgin I have ever met. She didn’t object to me giving her a blowjob on our first night, but I was really bothered by the fact that she didn’t like kissing my dick. She never gave me a formal blowjob until we broke up.

But I really liked giving her a blowjob, and that was my first time kissing a girl down there. Since then, I have never kissed my aunt again. Nan's vagina is soft, smooth and tender, without any bad smell. Compared with Nan's, my aunt's is a bit smelly. Every time I can kiss her as she wants. We did it multiple times that night.

Looking back now, Nan probably didn't have an orgasm when she was with me. I'm so ashamed. I really didn't understand women at that time. My aunt must have had an orgasm but that was not my credit. Later, I took Nan home. I told my mom that I had a girlfriend, and she strongly opposed it, saying why do you have a girlfriend at such a young age? No way! But since I was a child, my parents have never controlled me. Later on, I just didn’t care about it anymore.

Later, because Nan's home was too far away and it was inconvenient for her to go home, I discussed with my mother to let Nan live at home. That time, our family almost broke down, but I won in the end. Nan lived and ate at my home and slept in the same bed with me every day.

Live together and fly together. Nan was very sensible. Not long after living in my house, he became very familiar with my mother. Later, when we broke up, my mother even cried and scolded me for having no conscience.

But we still broke up. Our relationship lasted less than a year. Nan was also very carefree and didn't cling to me. She also understood my personality and said that if I couldn't do something, I would risk my life. So when I proposed to break up, Nan cried and moved all her things away after crying. I felt a little sorry for her, so I never cut off contact with her. Later, when she became more and more wonderful in bed, I felt a little regretful. Our relationship lasted until she got married. She got married at the age of 22. We only had sex once after she got married, but I didn't feel good about it, so we never did it again.

Later, she gave birth to a child. I wanted to go to the hospital to see her, thinking that after so many years of relationship there must be an explanation, so I went to give my blessings. However, a few days later, I received news that her child died seven days after birth. Because it was hemolytic disease, I later found out that the baby was doomed to die and there was no hope of recovery. I lost contact with her after that until today.

Thinking about it now, I still feel a little sorry for her. After all, we broke up because I fell in love with another woman. If I hadn't, maybe everything would be different. I don’t know if Nan was my first love, but she was definitely the first virgin I experienced. Maybe we didn’t understand love at that time, and maybe we didn’t really love each other. I looked for her because I thought she was a slut, and she and I were probably together because girls of that era all liked hooligans.

I have never told anyone about my experience so far. It is absolutely private. I posted it today on a whim. If you like it, please support me. If you don’t like it, please don’t criticize me.

Finally, I have to make it clear that I am not a real hooligan. It was just that my rebellious mentality and the desire to be a hero when I was a child made me do some impulsive things. As I grew up, I gradually came to see myself more clearly. At that time, I was just a precocious, impulsive and brainless child.