I clearly remember the first time I had an orgasm. (∶)
That day, we went to a video hall at night and made love in a small private room. The video playing on top of the TV was “The Secret Life of Cixi” starring Qiu Shuzhen and Leung Ka Fai. We took off each other’s clothes, I lay on the big sofa to watch the video, he kissed me tenderly, gradually I felt, the following things are more and more, he kept sucking, but also kept saying to me: “Say you want me, beg me ah!”
I snicker and just don’t! I closed my eyes and enjoyed his service. (∶) When he saw that I didn’t make a sound, he made a crooked move, he suddenly blocked my bottom with his mouth and blew inside my vagina, immediately feeling so high and hard inside. “You’re so nasty!” I sat up and hammered him on the shoulder.
“Thought you couldn’t talk!” He lifted his head, kissed me, pinned me down on the couch and took a long drive. I love the rolling sensation of my penis entering my body for the first time every time we make love, and he knew it, and stayed quietly inside me for a minute before he began to pump. (I’d never gotten to the point of reaching an orgasm before, and for that reason, he felt so defeated that he varied several body flavors every time we made love, employing different techniques to try to bring me to an orgasm. But as much as I appreciated him thinking of me like that, I felt nothing at all and apologized for frustrating his sense of accomplishment).
This time he was just in the normal position, doing the weekly pistoning motion. I didn’t feel much at first, probably because I’m used to it! ∶P
After 10 minutes or so, gradually as if there is a little bit of a different feeling from before happened in the body. It feels like it’s hard, but I can’t tell, and I can’t tell what that feeling is, I put my hands on the sides of my body unconsciously went around and wrapped my arms around his firm buttocks, and my mouth also let out a soft hum without knowing how to be ashamed of it. He also noticed this change in me and rammed even harder, all I could feel was that he was so hot there and slamming into me so hard that it felt like I was going to be torn apart by him. I began to feel scared as I hadn’t felt this way before, nervous, feeling as if I didn’t feel safe, as if I was standing on the edge of a cliff looking down with that infinite fear.
I opened my eyes, not daring to think any more, and just watched him move up and down there, and he watched me, gradually getting used to the sensation.
“Want to scream?” He asked me.
“Bummer, it’s not like we’re at home!”
“It’s okay!” He cranked up the TV before covering both our heads with the blanket, “Scream.” He whispered in my ear. I was still embarrassed, I hadn’t indulged myself like this yet.
When I didn’t scream, he didn’t care, and he pushed harder. I couldn’t help but scream, and he became even more excited… I don’t know how long it took, but I felt a change down there, a tremor, and the sound of “pffffff…” was heard continuously.
“Why are you still farting?” He asked me.
“You’re going to die!” I was so angry, I blushed: “It’s not because of you!” I knew it wasn’t a fart, it was a sound coming from my vagina, probably from the gas he had just blown in! ∶I know it wasn’t a fart because of the sound coming from my vagina.
“Are you there yet?” He asked in his ear. I nodded a little, ashamed to admit it. He was so excited, he started pumping again and came a little while later.
This time his ejaculation also gave me a different feeling than in the past, in the past I didn’t know, I didn’t feel it, and when I saw him on top of me and stopped twitching, I knew he was done. But this time, I could feel his rhythm, the light tremors inside. He just lay on top of me, kissing me tenderly, asking me, making me even more embarrassed.
“Get up and let me wipe it off.” I nudge him gently.
“No…” he pouted, and when I looked like I was about to get angry, he said, “Don’t wipe it off, I’ll wipe it off for you!” He arched his back, took out a bag of Kleenex from the pocket of his pants on the side of the small , and pulled it out. I did not expect him so an action and cause me to feel, I unconsciously closed my eyes, biting my lips, experience that itchy and numb, unspeakable feeling.
“Kill me.” I mumbled, my bottom shuddering again, and the “plop, plop, plop” sound continued, only much quieter, and I was so ashamed that I pulled the blanket over my face and embarrassed myself! But he tried to pull the blanket away from me, and I tried desperately to protect myself, but he didn’t force me to, and started licking my knee. Oh, my God! I was starting to feel it again, and I wanted him to come back in there and thrust hard. I was busy sitting up, but I couldn’t sit up, as if my lower body was paralyzed.
“Don’t,” I pressed against his gradually moving head, “it’s dirty.” He pressed me back into the couch and pulled out a Kleenex to wipe me, and I don’t know if it was on purpose or if I was just sensitive at the time, it felt so itchy that I kept avoiding it. “I don’t want you to wipe!” But he held me down and wouldn’t let me hide, and he continued to wipe me, one by one, while I tried my best to dodge…
“Okay, stop hiding, no more teasing.” He said, tossing away the Kleenex in his hand, and I breathed a sigh of relief as he turned around, laying on top of me, kissing me, touching me gently there with there.
“Don’t,” I pressed him, “just give me a break, okay? I’m really tired.” “Okay.” I closed my eyes, who knew that he suddenly arched his back and sharply pierced me once again, this sudden move made me lose my voice and scream out because the feeling was so… wanting, yet afraid to want. It was so hot there that it felt like it was going to burn. I wrapped my arms around his hips to prevent him from moving, while he kept pumping.
As it turned out, I don’t know if I didn’t let him move or straddled him trying to get him to go a little deeper, but I had another easy orgasm. He was also very tired looking, and after he cummed he lay on top of me and didn’t move a muscle.
I watched him sleep peacefully, and at that moment, felt like I would die without regret. My lower body kept trembling, and with each tremor I touched his soft down baby in the hole, a different feeling.
That time, my inside trembled for a long time, and he was the one who carried me on his back when I went back to Monk’s house later, because I simply didn’t have the strength to stand still. I still felt a few occasional tremors there until the next day in class.
When I talked to people about my performance later, they were surprised because I didn’t behave the same way as them, they all felt like running water while I was exhausting! ∶I’m not sure what to say.
After that, every time, as long as I heard the sound of “pfft, pfft”, he knew that I had reached an orgasm, and we would look at each other and smile, perhaps this is the so-called tacit understanding! (∶) This is my first orgasm experience, said it may not be believed. Oh, believe it or not as you like, I just write it out for my own memories. ∶I’m just writing this for my own enjoyment.)
It felt really good…