Erotic Past (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

The first period I have been feeling very uneasy these past few days, both because of the loneliness without my girlfriend around and because of the endless regrets about the past. Just write a little story of your own. My first girlfriend, haha, it’s hard to say. There is the first person you like, and then there is the first person you hold hands with, hug, kiss, touch, and have sex with. I really don’t know which one counts as the first one. Let me think about it... My first girlfriend was from my school. I met her at a school event and we had a good impression of each other at that time. I like her very much, and she likes me very much too, as I can tell from her eyes. On the fourth day after the event, I finally received a text message from her asking me to help her do something. This matter was so small that I can't even remember what it was now, but it was probably an excuse anyway. It was after this incident that we began to have private contact. The second time we met, somehow we mentioned a classic horror movie. We haven't seen it yet, which is a bit regrettable. So I said, let me borrow the movie and we can watch it together, and she nodded in agreement. Unexpectedly, this not only brought me the initial success of my first relationship, but also laid the groundwork for its subsequent rapid failure. Having written this, I think the environment is very important when it comes to love or sex. In a busy city, no one would have the mind to make love, but with the thick curtains drawn and the dim light, that kind of thing could easily happen. In my dorm, the two of us watched a horror movie, a classic Japanese horror movie. They drew the curtains, turned off the lights, and sat side by side on the bed, with their backs resting against a quilt so that the two of them were squeezed together. This movie is said to be very scary, but I was not afraid at all. I don’t know if she was afraid, but I gradually held her hand. The girl’s hands were really tender, which made me very fond of her. She didn't object, so I gradually put my arm around her shoulders and stayed like that until the end of the movie.

We stood up, and I don't know where I got the courage from, but I gently pulled her into my arms and held her tightly. This was the first time I hugged a girl. Although I had seen many movies, I didn’t have any further thoughts at that time. My only thought was to hug her tightly, hug my beloved girl, and never let go.

I don’t know what she was thinking at that time, but she must have been a little happy because she hugged me too. But she was obviously a little conflicted. Maybe she didn't want to move so fast with me and was somewhat reluctant. She didn't say anything, but told me afterwards that she felt a little dizzy and that she did have some conflicting feelings. "Turn on the light," she whispered in my ear after a while. After a while, I turned on the light. To this day I am still thinking about whether I should have hugged her that day or not. I also want everyone to discuss it and tell me an answer. I hugged her because I loved her. I am a passionate person, and my hug was not frivolous, but because I wanted to love her with my heart and take the corresponding responsibilities. I really like her. However, I overlooked the subtle psychology of a girl. Girls often like boys to pay attention to her, like her, and care for her, but they don't want to have close contact with boys too early. However, at that time, I did not understand this mentality. I was really good to her. Whenever I had the chance, I liked to hold her in my arms and I liked this intimate experience and feeling. Since that day, she has been feeling conflicted. This was her first time having such contact with a boy. She might have been wondering if it was too rash to give herself to a boy like this. After a few days of contact, what can they understand about each other? What's worse is that she soon told her parents about this. She came from a big city in the south, and her parents hoped that she could go back. They were strongly averse to romance in school. Also, I came from the countryside, so her family strongly opposed it.

I already have a bad feeling. The holiday was coming soon, and when she came back from the holiday, she asked me to break up. So this short-lived relationship ended in vain. This relationship came and went quickly, leaving nothing behind, not even a small souvenir, so much so that I often doubt its existence. But I cannot deceive myself, it did exist, but like a picture on the beach, the mark is too faint and shallow, and no trace is left once it is washed away by the tide. Really, not at all. The above paragraph seems to be just an unsuccessful love affair and has nothing to do with sex. But like opening Pandora's box, even though this part of the story is over, so many other things have happened since then. I went from being a pure boy to a mature man after going deeper again and again.

Is it God’s will? The failure of my relationship made me feel extremely lost. I might be able to forget about it when I was busy, but once I had free time I felt extremely lonely, and even felt sorry for myself. The May Day holiday may be a long romantic holiday for other couples, but for me it is a time of endless loneliness. I go on QQ, add friends and chat. I met a good friend, her name is Amico, she is from a private university, I feel that she is not pretty, but we had a very good chat and even talked about sex, maybe it was because of my hunger, but she was obviously very interested in it. For example, she really wants to know what boys think and what actions they take when they take off their clothes before going to bed. And I asked more questions, such as menarche, menstruation, sanitary napkins and so on. I hope you won’t laugh at me for saying this. After all, it’s normal for boys to be interested in these things. At around 10 o'clock in the evening, we started chatting and wanted to meet up. I should say that my motives were impure. I didn't love her. I was just lonely and wanted to experience the feeling of hugging a girl. I was very eager. So we agreed to meet at Beigongmen, and I took a taxi there. When I got off the bus, I saw a little girl waiting for me. She looks fat and not good-looking. I am a little disappointed. I thought girls from Zhejiang should be better looking, but why is this the case? But luckily it was night and I couldn’t see clearly, so I felt better. I took a step forward and held her in my arms. She was obviously a little surprised and said, "No way?" but she didn't object. Just like that, I held her tightly. I don’t know how long it was, but I suddenly felt a very strange feeling. I felt that my lower body suddenly lost consciousness and no longer obeyed my commands. It was a feeling of complete paralysis. My upper body - my mind - was also very excited, and an unprecedented pleasure filled my brain.

A stream of heat shot out from below me. It was really a shot, not a gush. The feeling is like the sense of conquest and explosion when a male lion lies on a female lion.

I ejaculated maybe three times, and then some more came out, and I slowly calmed down.

Section 2

This is my first time ejaculating. I have never masturbated in my life and I don’t know what masturbation is. I thought masturbation was playing with the penis with hands. Without masturbation, there will naturally be no ejaculation. This happened to me in a dream. It was nocturnal emission, it just flowed out without an erection, so of course there was no feeling of ejaculation. Only this time, I experienced the feeling of ejaculation for the first time. This should be the climax for men. The excitement passed, I held her in my arms and walked around the river, then went back. A few days later, they met again and the same thing happened again. This time, I wanted to kiss her (even though I had no experience), but she refused. She told me that I was looking for her just because I was lonely, and she wanted to save her first kiss for the person she loved. I felt bored and felt myself to be despicable, so I left in a hurry. I haven't had any contact with her since then. Not long after that I met another online friend, a very tall girl (1.70m), a little chubby, but well-proportioned, and her looks were pretty average. Since she’s a sister from a minority ethnic group, of course I should show some respect to her. However, I still hugged her when I took the opportunity to weigh her. But after all, this was not right. She was still a little unhappy afterwards (she didn’t say it at the time), so we didn’t contact each other anymore. Everyone, pay attention, the following is the key point... The reason why I say it is the key point is because I encountered a ppmm this time. I am a lustful person and I like ppmm. I don’t know if you have similar preferences, but that’s how I am. I may not discriminate or reject ugly girls, but I absolutely admire and yearn for ppmm. They are so charming.

Meeting a ppmm online is definitely a very strange thing. I have met so many online friends. Although I have never run away, I have been terrified more than once or twice. There were several times when I beat my chest and regretted it afterwards. Why didn’t I ask for the other person’s photo or at least a description before meeting him/her? There are many dinosaurs on the Internet. This is an ancient saying. Maybe ppmm already has a lot of suitors in real life and is too busy to handle them all, so how can she have the energy to go online? So our generation is miserable. We saw dinosaurs one after another, our admiration turned into despair time and time again, we fell from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley time and time again, and we escaped death time and time again. But this time, I was lucky and did see a ppmm, and even luckier, I had a rose in my hand. We agreed to meet in the lecture hall at 7 o'clock. mm is not from Peking University, she just lives here temporarily. On the way to the appointment, I passed by a flower shop and my heart was moved, so I bought a rose. It's just one. It's the first time we meet, so I want to express my small gratitude. It doesn't need to be too much, I think.

Just after 12 o'clock, I noticed a ppmm walking towards me. She was very tall, about 1.70 meters tall, with long hair. I am not very good at describing girls' appearance, but I think her appearance, although not so beautiful as to shame the moon and flowers, was also quite stunning, with big eyes, high nose bridge, fair skin, and no pores on her face. Moreover, she didn't wear glasses, which is really rare. She was wearing a plaid short-sleeved top. Actually, it wasn't plaid, but rather purple, red, and yellow vertical stripes. The top was a little tight, and she had a very good figure, so it seemed as if the buttons were about to burst open, but of course nothing was exposed.

She was wearing a beige one-step skirt, revealing her fair and well-proportioned legs. Later I found out that she weighed 102 kilograms. I looked at her, a little stunned for a moment. After a long time I said, "Who are you?" She nodded. So we walked around the campus. She seemed to have just broken up with her boyfriend, and we got along very well. Of course, being with such a beauty, there seemed to be no reason not to get along well. It was very late, and we had almost walked around the entire campus before we reluctantly dispersed. This time, I didn't offend her because I didn't dare. Only once when we were going uphill did I hold her hand, but I quickly let go. When we met the second time, things were much more natural. We had dinner at the dumpling restaurant, and then I went to buy a pack of chewing gum. Why was I preparing for this? hey-hey. Chewing gum, we went to the lecture hall to watch a movie. According to my usual taste, this movie is a bit boring, but with ppmm around, I still watched it carefully and felt it was pretty good. Where to go after watching the movie? "Let's go to Tsinghua University," I suggested. So I took her to Tsinghua University by bike. She didn't put her arms around my waist, but instead grabbed the back rack of the car. After all, we were not lovers yet. But when getting on and off the bus, her towering breasts kept touching my back. They were so soft and elastic that I couldn't control myself for a while. This feeling is still fresh in my memory today. And she didn't really avoid me, so I understood that she was interested in me. My courage grew. After entering the west gate of Tsinghua University and getting out of the car, I put my arm around her shoulders and she didn't avoid me. Haha, I succeeded again. We walked in and came to an island surrounded by water. It was evening and many old men and women were dancing. I put my arms around her slender waist and said, "Let's dance too." Of course we didn't go because all the dancers were old men and women. But I hugged her tightly, pulled her towards me from the front, and hugged her tightly. She didn't run away, and I felt so comfortable. She has such a great figure, and her towering breasts pressed tightly against my chest, making me feel so excited that I can hardly control myself. This is by far the best hug feeling. I had hugged my ex-girlfriend before, but she had an average figure and it was winter, so she was wearing thick clothes, so there wasn't much sexual feeling. But this time I felt it. But the lights were shining, and there were too many people around, so it wasn't a romantic place. So I suggested going to the Lotus Pond, which should be the place where Mr. Zhu Ziqing wrote "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond". I held her in my arms as we walked across the small bridge, through the lawn, and stepped on the rocks to the edge of the lotus pond. The moonlight is soft, the lotus leaves exude the freshness of summer, there are few lights, and on such a quiet night, what can't happen? There were dots of fire not far away, as if someone was smoking, but I would rather believe that there was no one there. Next to a big rock, I hugged her tightly and she hugged me too. I lowered my head, she raised her head, and our lips touched each other.

This was my first kiss. Although I had never kissed before, I thought kissing was probably about mouth to mouth with tongues entangled together, so I did it. She responded positively. My deepest impression of this kiss was that sucking her tongue felt very good and had a sweet taste. I don’t know if you all feel this way. My first kiss left me with very sweet memories. Afterwards, I told her it was my first kiss, and I think I said it with a blushing face and a bit of guilt, so she didn't quite believe it. Later we walked back and, tired as we were, we rested in a pavilion halfway up the mountain. I was sitting on the bench with my back against the pillar, and she was leaning in my arms, and my hands began to become restless. I put my hands on her chest and gradually moved them in, first through her bra and later just touching her breasts. She closed her eyes and seemed to be intoxicated. I kissed her cheek gently. Her breasts are full and elastic, which is really very attractive. She was intoxicated, and I was even more intoxicated. "Can I take a look?" I said. "Someone..." She subconsciously covered her chest. But I still lifted her clothes from the back and started to unhook her bra. It was very difficult to solve. At that time, I had never come into contact with this thing and had no experience at all. She didn't struggle, and even gave me a little help. Finally, I untied her clothes. Her white breasts jumped out like a pair of little squirrels, and I finally saw them. After all, it was night and I couldn't see clearly. I just thought the nipples were a little big. After all, I was used to seeing men's small nipples, so of course they seemed big to me. After a quick glance, I still covered it with my hand and stroked it gently. I also tried to put my hand under her skirt once, but she pushed me away. Just as I was immersed in the gentleness of her love, two people came over. We were scared and I quickly covered them with her clothes. After the two men walked away, she started to get dressed.

In the third quarter, her little top was so tight that it looked like it was going to burst, and it was difficult to button it, but she finally did. After she put on her clothes, I took her back. A woman's beauty is inversely proportional to her educational level, and this is fully reflected in my ppmm. She only graduated from high school, while I only had an undergraduate degree, and based on my grades at the time, I could probably be admitted to graduate school, so the gap between the two was too big. Realistically speaking, there is no future between her and me, and I know that very well. So even though she and I were quite close, I never said anything like "I love you". I like her beauty and she is happy to be with me, that's all. She probably knew that I lacked sincerity. Women, even if they don't have a high IQ, can see this by intuition. So she was reserved when she was with me. We hugged and kissed, and I took off her shirt and bra and touched her breasts, but as soon as my hands moved down, she stopped me immediately. I asked her if she was a virgin, but she didn't answer. Apart from this, there may be two other reasons why I did not have any deeper contact with her. One is that at that time I did not know how to tease a woman and arouse her sexual interest. The other is that I was still a virgin and had never thought about having sex. Soon, her sister came back and was very strict with her. Maybe she felt a little guilty about what she had done, so she ignored me. Later, we met a few times online, but then I never met her again online, and there was no response when I called her cell phone. This was the end of my episode. I would like to ask everyone to tell me whether I did the right thing in this episode? Is it immoral? Let's just chat freely. You can take a picture of me. If the few girls mentioned above cannot be considered my girlfriends, then I will have a girlfriend soon. Just the day after my ppmm and I had our first kiss, my first girlfriend came to see me. Of course, she wasn't my girlfriend before she came to me, but she was when she left. Her online name is debeers and she is from another school. We shouldn't be considered netizens because we didn't originally meet online. She was an online friend of my classmate's classmate. She came to see my classmate with my classmate's classmate and we met by chance. At that time, I thought she was the girlfriend of my classmate's classmate, so I didn't pay much attention to her, but I thought she was quite pretty. And to be honest, I think her breasts are very big. She seemed to be interested in me. She asked for my QQ number and left without saying a few words. I didn't say much because I think a friend's wife should not be bullied. After she left, I told my classmate that the girl seemed nice, but he said she was just average, so I didn't think much about it. But not long after, she started chatting with me on QQ. We talked a lot and got along quite well. She told me that guy (my classmate's classmate) was not her boyfriend, and her cousin also told me that she liked me. But to be honest, I'm not very interested because I have relatively high requirements for a girlfriend. She knew this too. We chatted lukewarmly on QQ until one night when I said to her, "Come over the day after tomorrow morning." Of course she knew what this meant, but she readily agreed. I went to the South Gate to pick her up, and was a little disappointed at first sight because she was not as pretty as when I first saw her. Even she herself said so. It seems that at a certain stage, a girl's appearance may decline. I took her to the dormitory. I played games with her first, but after a while, she seemed not very interested.

I repeated the same trick and placed my arms gently behind her. Suddenly, she turned back and said to me, "Do you dare to kiss me?"... I was shocked... Is it such a cheap thing? What is there to be afraid of? Besides, I had just learned how to kiss, so I hugged her and started kissing her. To be honest, the feeling of kissing her was really not as good as the ppmm I had the night before. My kiss with that ppmm was sweet, but I didn't have that feeling with her. The only difference was this time it was on the bed. I pressed on her, caressing her breasts, and I heard myself gasping. We initially fell down on the edge of the bed, which was only the width of the bed, so it was very uncomfortable. I was pressing on top, so it took a lot of effort to get her head to rest on the pillow, so that my body was completely pressed on her. Isn't it a man's dream to be on top of a woman? I quickly took off her top, and her breasts were indeed very big. Later I learned that they were 34c. The color of her nipples was dark red, which was far from the bright red I had imagined. Later I learned that this color was already relatively light, but that is not a story for later. Next, I started to take off her pants and underwear. She didn't object, but just complained: "You just asked me to take off my clothes, but you don't?" I obeyed her order and quickly took off my clothes. Then I started to take off her pants and panties. She obediently lifted her legs and let me pull them off. A shy expression appeared on her face. Finally I was naked. This was the first time I appreciated a girl's naked body. There is thick pubic hair and a groove below, with red tender flesh in the groove. Although I have watched porn movies and seen pictures, I still feel quite novel when I see a real girl lying naked in front of me. It is true that what you learn from books is always superficial. I finally understood that the pubic hair is on top and the organs are underneath, and this is what the labia looks like. I think she looks good down there, because all I've seen in films or pictures were dark red, but hers is obviously lighter, a light red. "You look great down there," I said. "I'd rather mine looked better," she answered. I leaned over and pressed on her, and we hugged each other like that. I also tried to enter, but she wouldn't let me because she said she was still a virgin. I didn't know how to get in either, as I always felt that mine was too short and I couldn't reach it. Now that I think about it, I was still a virgin at that time and had no idea about having sex. We were like this, naked and hugging each other, sometimes I was on top, sometimes she was on top, we chatted about our childhoods and talked about things that interested us. The morning passed quickly. "Will you ignore me from now on?" she asked quietly. I said, "No, you are my girlfriend." Since I asked her to be my girlfriend, I naturally had to treat her seriously. My feelings are very complicated. I like her. For example, I liked her a little when we first met, and I also liked her very much during our later chats. However, this liking has not reached the level of love after all. Who thought it would develop so quickly? "What do you like about me?" she asked softly in my arms. "I..." I couldn't answer. Indeed, I hadn't really thought about this question yet, so I told her that I thought she was beautiful. She cried. Because there are many girls in their school, she knows that she is not pretty, and I said this obviously because I don’t like her. But we are still together. She came over, looked for me, took off her clothes and hugged me while talking. I tried to enter her several times, but she didn't want to lose her virginity, so she avoided me every time.

Section 4

I always felt like I couldn't reach it, and later I asked others online and found out: how could I get in if the woman's legs weren't even lifted? Knowing this, I asked her to lift it up a little, but she said it hurt every time, so even though we were together like that, we never did it. She is a virgin and I am a virgin. But one time, she played with my penis and I ejaculated. Then I knew what masturbation was. It turns out that masturbation is to hold the penis with your hand and stroke it until ejaculation. From then on, I learned a new way to play. Later, we stopped hanging out in the house all the time. We started going out and visited many tourist attractions. It was because of hanging out together that our relationship turned from simple sex to real liking, although it was not yet at the level of love. I remember very clearly that time when we were having a meal, I suggested ordering more dishes, but she disagreed and said, "Save money for your husband." That shy yet joyful expression and tone of voice are still deeply imprinted in my mind and I can't forget it. That's how I got my first girlfriend.

I have always felt guilty about Debeers, I feel sorry for her. She treated me very well and regarded me as her own master, but I always looked down on her. Do you remember the first girl I mentioned? Ever since that girl failed, I vowed to find one in this school, or I could find one in another school, but she must be stunningly beautiful. This oath is like a poisonous snake, which has been entangled with me. She knew about my wish, she learned about it by accident through my classmates, but she still threw herself into my arms like a moth to a flame. My first hug, first kiss, and first touch were all given to others. It seemed that there were no more first times, but in fact there were many more first times left, and most of them were given to debeers.

The first time I saw a girl naked, the first time I touched her private parts, the first time I masturbated, the first time my genitals touched each other, the first time I had oral sex, the first time I had anal sex…except for the first time I had sexual intercourse, the rest were with her – debeers. I believe that everyone has been filled with various dreams and confusions about sex since their teenage years, but most of these have been answered here at debeers. Every time I was with her, I was eager to go in, but she was a virgin and I couldn't bear the heavy responsibility of a lifetime, so I was unwilling and afraid to go in, and she didn't really want to let me go in either. Of course if I force it in, she won't refuse, but I won't do that, so in this situation, many alternative ways emerge, namely oral sex and anal sex. Getting a girl to give you a blowjob, especially a virgin, is not an easy thing. Most girls would not be willing to give others oral sex, but when she saw how uncomfortable I was, and after repeated begging, she finally agreed, but asked me to wear a condom (although I had never had sex, I bought a box of condoms). She gave me oral sex very reluctantly. It was my first time and I had no experience, so I didn't cover my teeth, and her teeth were very sharp, so she actually made a cut on my little brother. But I was more careful afterwards. But I became more skilled afterwards, and I no longer needed to wear TT. I remember one time, she gave me a blowjob and asked me to tell her when I came, but I didn't tell her. As a result, I came in her mouth, straight into her throat, and she immediately spat it out. I kept asking her what it tasted like, and she said it was salty and fishy. I asked if it was like fish. From then on, every time we ate, I would tease her: "Do you want to eat fish?" But to be honest, oral sex doesn't feel good. Women need to keep raising and lowering their heads, which is too tiring, and my feelings are not strong either. I have never felt that there is anything good about oral sex. As for anal sex, many people think it is dirty and perverted, but we have had it a few times. It felt difficult to get in because the opening was too small, and it even bled a few times. Then I thought of a solution, which was to apply some cream or something, and it became easier to get in. Anal sex feels very tight, and I can ejaculate quickly, but later I learned that the feeling of anal sex and sexual intercourse is different. Anal sex is mainly due to the tight muscles around the anus, while sexual intercourse is wrapped by two muscles above and below the vaginal opening. Of course, the feeling of sexual intercourse is better, but I didn't know this until later. There are some things about debeers that I don't think are beautiful. Her neck was once burned, leaving a small scar, not too much, not too little. Also, she may have periodontal disease, and her mouth always has a bad smell. After brushing her teeth, it will smell bad if it's been a while. This makes me unwilling to kiss her. I always felt that these two points were not beautiful, but I never mentioned them to her. This is probably the reason why I chose to leave, but it is definitely not the main reason. The main reason is my wish, which I mentioned before. After a few months, I left her. I think if I were with her, I would definitely do it. But my desire is still very strong, and I lack the determination to be with her for the rest of my life. How will I face it if I destroy her virginity? She cried and I was speechless. My mood was complicated. I felt sorry for her and I hated myself, but we still broke up.

Sometimes I think that getting married is too much of a burden and I find it hard to bear. However, there will always be a place for it in my heart. The birthday gift she gave me has been placed on my bookshelf, and I plan to keep it for the rest of my life. Although it may sound hypocritical, what else can I do? Just do as much as you can. Debeers, my first girlfriend, and I was also her first boyfriend. If she could see this and know that she has a place in my heart, perhaps she could find some comfort. I have written so many stories, but have not yet gotten to the point, and have not had real sexual intercourse. According to strict standards, I am still a virgin. Maybe you are all getting impatient. Finally, the critical moment arrived. After Debeers, it was my second girlfriend, her name was Ping'er. Ping'er is one grade lower than me and is from another school. I met her online a year ago, and she seemed very confident about her appearance, which piqued my interest.

However, after the meeting, I was very disappointed. The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment. She is not actually a dinosaur, she is just not pretty, just below average. She often asked me questions and asked me to help her with her homework, so we became familiar with each other. She often came to play with me, so I started to harass her. She usually doesn't refuse, and doesn't resist when I touch her breasts, but she resists when I kiss her. Haha, this kind of resistance is simply self-deception. Real resistance should be struggling desperately, threatening and calling for help, or at least slapping you twice, but she just tried to push me away. Who is she trying to fool? So I forced it. She closed her mouth and I put my tongue in. Finally, she opened her mouth, started kissing me back, and hugged me tightly. There were some twists and turns in between, including the repeated struggles between my guilt and desire. Finally one day she said to me, "Will you be my boyfriend?" I hesitated. She went on to say, "You don't have to give anything. Just stay with me when you're free, and you can leave anytime." I knew she was no longer a virgin, so I didn't have to be as serious as I was with Debeers, and I said, "Okay." Ping'er has a pretty good figure. Although she is not tall, only 1.60 meters, her breasts are big, a C cup, and very elastic. Although she and I were not as fast as Debeers, we were still pretty fast. In a blink of an eye, I have to talk about my first time. I used tt for the first time. According to my usual thinking, I should not use tt for the first time. The first time should leave a perfect feeling. But this was not her first time, and although I had never done it, I had done it countless times. She was afraid of getting pregnant, so she used TT.
Section 5: If it is the first time for both parties, it will be more troublesome, but as long as one of them has experience, things will be easier. Although she didn't guide me much, it was already very wet down there, so I was able to get in quite easily. This feeling is different from masturbation, it is unprecedented, and the feeling of being wrapped is really comfortable. Some people say that they felt wet and hot the first time. Maybe it was because they were wearing tt, so the feeling was not strong, but they felt it later. I just had a feeling of "entering", and I wanted to keep going in, but when I reached the end, I couldn't hold it anymore, and a hot stream flowed out from below me. This feeling is not the ejaculation during orgasm, but just the flow out, and the feeling of orgasm is not obvious. This is premature ejaculation, it's normal, and I softened. Overall, I was a little disappointed with my first experience; it wasn’t as good as I had imagined. I felt that it wasn't as tight down there as I had imagined, nor as wet and hot as I had imagined. Despite this, I still came as soon as I inserted it. Is this what sex is? I asked myself this question over and over again. Just now zsuwhx asked me if I was very poor and why I didn’t use Durex. It’s not because I was poor, but because I didn’t know. At that time, I had never been to this forum and knew nothing about the TT brand. I bought the Men's version, which cost 12.5 yuan per box and contained 12 pieces. Of course now I know almost all the brands. Afterwards, Ping'er was worried that it was not safe, so she asked me to buy Yuting for her to take. Speaking of taking Yuting, let me say a few more words. The side effects of Yuting should vary from person to person. Ping'er took Yuting and was quite happy because she had a boyfriend. Some people around her have eaten it and it didn't have any effect. Ping'er ate it and there was no effect. Of course, I wouldn't let her eat this medicine like candy beans. She only took it once. I say all this because I want to say that although this medicine should be avoided if possible, it is not poisonous and generally no problem will occur if you take it, as long as you do not take it twice within one menstrual cycle. Sex, once it happens for the first time, will become as simple as eating rice...it's the same for Ping'er and me. She came to see me every now and then, and we watched movies and had sex together. The first few times, I couldn’t hold on for long, but later on it became more normal. We usually lie on the bed and watch movies. Slowly I start to take off her clothes, caress her, and then I lie on top of her and kiss her madly. She is very sensitive to kisses on the chin, and whenever I kiss her chin she closes her eyes, tilts her head back, and looks very intoxicated. At this time, her lower body was already wet, and I was already as hard as iron. She lifted her legs, and I thrust my waist forward and penetrated her. Start by thrusting slowly, then increase the frequency, and then change positions. My favorite position is doggy style, because it feels the most thorough and provides the greatest stimulation. However, precisely because this posture is the most stimulating, it is also easy to ejaculate. During that period, we usually met every 3 or 4 days, and each time we used 3 or 4 Durex condoms, which cost 4 yuan each on average. So, during that period, I usually don’t say how many times I did it, but how much money I spent. If I spent 16 yuan, it means I did it 4 times. Maybe people are stronger when they just lose their virginity. I was very strong during that period. Besides having sex, we also hang out. My first girlfriend and I mainly visited various tourist attractions, while Ping'er and I mainly went shopping in the mall and strolled around, but we shopped so much that we bought a lot of clothes. I spent some money during this period and was in a difficult situation for a while. Ping'er was my second girlfriend, although she was more like an underground lover at the time. We were on and off, and talked about breaking up several times, and finally after 10 months, our relationship came to an end. I'm not a virgin anymore. Ping'er took my virginity, and during that time, I also had sex with my first girlfriend Debeers, who we now have nothing to do with. That time she insisted on meeting me. After we met, she tricked me into her home and teased me in every way. In the end, I couldn't resist. I went in, but because I didn't even take off my pants, and I had premature ejaculation, I didn't thrust at all after entering. I don't know whether her hymen was broken, but there was no bleeding. I asked her if it hurt, and she said she didn't feel anything. In fact, if she hadn't seen it go in with her own eyes, she might have thought it didn't go in at all. But this did not save our relationship. We still broke up. From the perspective of lovemaking techniques alone, I think the reason why the first time sex is difficult is mainly because you can't find the right position and angle. When we say a man's penis is under his crotch, it is actually a little forward (in a standing position), so it should be said to be in the front and lower part; while a woman's vaginal opening is directly below the body, and if she is lying down, it is lower or closer to the bed. Men, based on their own body structure, often mistakenly believe that the vaginal opening is higher up, resulting in incorrect position and angle. So the key is to go down, down, and down again. The angle of force should be parallel to the bed and forward. Knowing these two points will generally lead to success.

On this basis, if a woman can lift and spread her legs slightly, and do more foreplay to fully lubricate, she will be invincible. Sex may be what all of you friends in the world of sex are most concerned about. But what really bothers me is not sex, but emotions. Some forum users may say that I am blaspheming this word and look down on me. Although I don't despise myself, I will never be proud of it. In fact, in the process of interacting with them, the contradiction between love and sex has always entangled me. Do I love them? Of course it's not love, but the feelings do exist, more for Debeer and less for Ping'er. So can this kind of liking be a reason to have sex? If there is no love, but just liking, can we have sex? These questions have been bothering me and there are still no answers to them. I am a very lustful person and have been since I was a child. I used to restrain myself and had never even touched a girl's hand before I was 23. But as I grew older, my sexual needs grew and it took greater effort to restrain myself each time. Finally, I slipped and released myself from the confinement. Perhaps, this kind of failure is exactly what I desire in my heart. But once this gate is opened, it can never be closed again. While I was with Ping'er, I was admitted to a graduate school at a university. In my articles, I have avoided mentioning the name of the school because some people may make inappropriate associations. In fact, an individual is just an individual and cannot represent the whole. Incomplete induction is meaningless, but many Chinese people obviously lack this kind of logical thinking, so many wrong conclusions appear. Okay, I won’t say much about this, let me just talk about my own experience. During this current summer, I am experiencing another relationship. The origin of feelings is still sex. By chance, I met one of Ping'er's classmates. She is prettier than Ping'er. She is not tall, less than 1.60 meters, maybe 1.59 meters. She is very pretty and has a unique charm. She is very cheerful and enthusiastic, perhaps it is because she has that fiery aura of a hot girl. I don't know why Ping'er has such a good intuition. After she finished talking to me, she took me away without letting me say another word to her. But what she didn't know was that despite her precautions, she still couldn't prevent a fire from breaking out. We met in a rented house. Porn Mayday At that time, Ping'er's classmate was packing up to move. When she lowered her head, I saw her breasts. Of course, I couldn't see the whole breast, just the upper edge and cleavage, but it was enough to make me think of something dirty. I don’t know if all boys have had similar experiences, and whether they will all feel excited and shaken, but I think it’s probably like this. In fact, I was no longer a virgin before this, and I had seen the breasts of three girls in full. Oh, yes, it should be four (because when I was a freshman in college, I went to a classmate's house, she was not wearing a bra but had to bend over, and I saw it, and even her nipples, which looked bright red for some reason, but the shape of her breasts was really not flattering, maybe because she was too fat. This should be the first time). It's really wonderful to occasionally see a girl's breasts (even just the upper edge). That place is like a magnet, attracting you to look, but you are afraid of being discovered and dare not look. A sense of curiosity and shyness intertwined together are enough to make a boy's heart beat. I had a feeling at that moment that something would happen between her and me. Unexpectedly, it really happened later... Sex is like a gate, once opened, it is difficult to stop...

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