I also live to 27 years old is still unmarried, but has not been a virgin for four years, think about it is not too early, but I think my bones are too restless, looking back to the past, leaving a mark here, in no other purpose.
Please avoid name-calling, it’s just a personal story.
For the first time.
Didn’t even know where babies came from until I was 22, didn’t know that YD was for intercourse, didn’t even know that so-called ML was when a guy stuck that in a girl.
I was really ignorant, and it took me sophomore year of college to realize that men and women still have to be that way at the behest of my best friend.
And then it’s curious to know what that feels like, to feel the so-called orgasm.
However, she is a conservative girl, very strict family education, the first boyfriend in college dating three months only held hands, kisses have not been.
Such a simple person, but I gave my first time to my boyfriend’s buddy.
My boyfriend is very good, and when I met him he had already been sent abroad to study.
Before he left, he entrusted me to the care of one of his buddies who grew up close to my school.
This boy was very studenty, had never had a girlfriend, and was friendly to me.
After her boyfriend left, the two relationships were met with downhill, quarrels, leaps and bounds of the ocean phone calls every day, the phone bill skyrocketed.
When my boyfriend was at a loss for my willfulness and brashness, his buddies always came out of the blue to comfort me, enlighten me, and regulate us.
One day in late September, over the phone, I made it official that I was breaking up with my boyfriend, so his buddy showed up again.
Listening to my tearless accusations, then picking me up and comforting me.
Then he took me to his inner sanctum, a humble rented house.
I was ready to sit down and leave when he started confessing.
In fact, he’s liked me for a long time, but just couldn’t pursue it because Ri was his buddy’s girlfriend.
I was confused for a moment.
Then we started talking, and that night, he didn’t touch me, and we were friendly.
At dawn, tired of each other, they lay together in their clothes.
God knows how, my hands were on him, and probably thinking I was hinting at him, he frantically started kissing me, gasping for air, and before I could get up, he was pulling off what was left of my coat, exposing my body.
I was tired and weak from the night’s sleep, and he was still there kissing me hard, from my lips all the way down to my breasts, and I hadn’t had sex before, and I was half-hearted with a mixture of curiosity and fear.
Seeing a man’s bottom for the first time sobered me up and I got up to run without thinking.
But this is, what hunter in his right mind would let go of the prey that came to him! I was pinned under him, I just felt something hard groping between my legs, his hands rubbing my body, I was really dizzy, my face was burning, I didn’t realize that I was responding to him, he gently tested me, and then said, “You’re still a virgin! I can’t harm you! Then he suddenly got up and got dressed, but then I realized that my lower body was wet and had a light red color! I said, “What’s wrong with me? He looked suddenly shocked! Your hymen is so thin! It’s broken! With these words, I realized that I was no longer a virgin.
I cried, and he cried, seemingly more than I did.
I fainted twice, and he bought me some rice, and looked at me and ate it, and then smoked, and said, let’s talk.
The bulk of the conversation was about wanting me to be his girlfriend.
Or pay me a fortune for it.
I had no choice but to go in silence.
This kind of thing, it’s all on yourself, you don’t like him per se, and you still did it with someone else, you’re to blame.
But since then, he has called me at least three times a day to find me, waited for me at my school every day, and apologized every day to ask me to forgive him.
And so, six months later, I acquiesced to being his girlfriend.
Then there was the crazy sex we had every day.
He’s great. He gets me horny every time.
And I grew to love him and sex with him.
Suspiciously, I have never been pregnant, and here he took me to the hospital for a checkup, and I’m not sick, and he’s normal.
We never used condoms for sex and tried almost every sex position.
Oral sex, 69, back penetration, bondage, etc etc.
At that time I had already worked, also met his family, each other has been in the business of marriage, he has a doctorate degree, rich family, his job salary of 300,000 a year, my family is very good, to me is even more pampered.
And so our relationship has been tacitly recognized by everyone.
It’s really ridiculous to think about love at that time.
And very content with the pleasure he gave me.
Every time we have sex, we exclaim that I’m so slutty that it tickles his fancy.
We make love everywhere.
Toilets, kitchens, stairwells, construction sites, fields, bathrooms, and one of the most exciting times was at a train pickup.
In the middle of the night ten everyone is asleep, we are in the train tracks at the ear of the Silkmore for a while to feel but not in, so he began to squat down to give me oral sex, and then back insertion, I also have a mirror reflections to see where we meet, but also afraid of travelers passing by, that time to do twenty minutes, I said after shooting but not in, we went to the toilet and did half an hour.
I have a high sex drive, he always laughed at me the average guy can’t fuck me over, and always said he was glad he found a good wife here …… I will say that my boyfriend soon got uremia and passed away six months later.
It hit me so hard that I quit my job and came to Beijing.
I won’t say a word about what happened before, and I don’t want to shed any more tears here.
Perhaps it was God’s dissatisfaction with our relationship itself that took his life when I had long ago forgiven him.
The process doesn’t want to be mentioned again.
I still remember him in my heart, and over time I met a lot of men, but none of them were committed there anymore.
And I don’t know Rishley, in the two years I’ve been in Beijing, all the men I’ve come into contact with have families now.
In fact, I do not look good, the skin is not good, but I do not know Rishri a lot of men see me have that kind of need, is it that I was born with a bashful gas? The first man I met in Beijing was on a bus.
Inadvertently stepped on his foot, after getting off the bus he asked to borrow my cell phone, I didn’t think twice about it and gave it to him, he pressed a string of codes and gave it back to me without saying a word.
What do you know, then he haunted me and had sex with him almost as often as he ever had.
He was one meter eight and weighed one hundred and eighteen, very sturdy very well built, not fat at all.
His arms were so thick he could grab me with one hand.
Ever since he found out about it in my cell phone, he’s been sending daily text jokes, and when he sees that I’m not responding, he simply calls.
It was Christmas ’04, and he asked me out for the evening, and I was going to bed with a dishwasher and shower, and he wouldn’t stop calling.
The girl who shared the room went to spend the night with her boyfriend, and I was bored alone, so I put on a jacket and wore a down coat without wearing a liner.
He held a cluster of roses, smiling to me, I was more or less a little embarrassed, did not comb hair and did not dress up, received the roses unorthodox walk in the third ring road.
He began to tell jokes, talking about yellow satin, in fact, I knew his intention that night, just I was too lighthearted to pay attention.
Walking to the side of Shuangjing Road, there is a small warping is very dark, colorful small lights rendered the festive atmosphere, there are a few couples inside in twos and threes.
We walked in unannounced, passing a bush, which actually came out of the woman’s delicate humming sound, huh ~ , those trees are shaking with the, he and I both laughed.
Walk over to a stone bench and sit down.
He fiddled with my hand naturally and I looked at him with a smile, knowing what he was going to do next.
Sure enough, he started kissing my hand, adding that it still smelled like Rokushin! I remained silent as his lips slowly approached me, his tongue entwined.
His kissing was good, we hugged each other, damn I didn’t wear a lingerie, his hand went in and he touched it recklessly, and said, “It looks like I’m ready,” he said! Then he touched my bottom and said, “I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready”! It was very dark, he simply stood up and returned my pants to the top of my feet, my private parts were completely exposed, winter night is very cold, he laid his coat on the ground, I lay down, and then he began to give me a blowjob, I felt my bottom continue to flow, the lips of my pussy is also trembling, I couldn’t help but cry out, he smiled and grilled me, his fingers are still inserted into the non-stop thrusting.
I was in a state of ecstasy! Then he sucked me again, his tongue stirring …… inside, tired after tossing and turning for a while.
He simply took me to a room.
We did it seven times that night, and in the middle of it he took a cab to the drugstore to buy lube, and when he came back and saw me fiddling with my bottom, he just plunged right back in without taking his shirt off.
The next day, we were all sore and achy, mile after mile the price paid for a night of indulgence.
He says I’m the whore of Rikun, and I say he’s the whore of the few.
Two sexually satisfied and lusty men and women walk out of the hotel and walk down the street like white collar workers.
He walked me to my car to go home and stepped in my ear and said, next time I’m going to hang you! The next time I saw him he did bring a rope.
We got a room with a huge bed, showered and then watched TV in the double nude.
A moment he got up and took out the rope, want me to tie him up, I thought in my heart that this person is so changed ah! Hands and feet tied up like a movie scene, men down, women up.
I sat on top of him and kept moving, he couldn’t move at first and then he probably got too excited and actually broke the ropes and grabbed my breasts with both hands and rubbed them vigorously.
I screamed out loud, from my heart, only to feel a million bugs crawling all over my body.
Then he rolled over on his back in thrusting style, and I watched as my breasts rhythmically quivered back and forth, which was really exciting.
He was super desirous, thrusting to the bottom every time, with popping noises between the skin and wet noises at the intersection, and we made love without fear, fully appreciating the beauty of sex, which is hard for me to hold onto as I write this.
He likes to stand and let me do it satchel him, he holds my hips in both hands and thrusts back and forth so we get a better view of the intersection.
There is a constant flow of water, falling on the floor, his whole body muscles tense, Riran a samurai in the killing field gallop, I like a white lamb at his mercy, I reached an orgasm, unprecedented excitement, face flushed, breasts high.
I am a woman with a lot of water, he really likes to give me oral sex, and always says that it is good to have a woman with a lot of water, I don’t know what it means when he says that my vagina is tight and twisted.
Our time together was pretty much nothing but sex.
In fact, when you think about it, there are only a few positions for making love, and the novelty of doing it with one person for a long time is gone.
But then something happened that made me stay away from him because he had a family.
He’s two years younger than me, yet he’s already the father of a four-year-old.
His wife was far away in Guizhou, and he was lonely all by himself.
But at first he didn’t tell me, and when I found out he was married, I had a strong sense of guilt.
As kinky as I am, I don’t break up Rie’s family and I’m not interested in married men.
Slowly alienated him.
Then it went in his cell phone and he hasn’t been in touch since.
Knowing that he kinda hates me, Inri I also know that he kinda likes me and wants me to be his lover all the time, but I won’t.
Then due to work, I met a man online.
Tianjin people.
We talk a lot and go to the forums to spam together.
Gradually, the mouths of each other were very riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.
I’ve pressed the camera at home and video chatted as well.
One weekend night, I was alone in the house, turned on the computer, he was online, came up and wanted to video, I didn’t refuse.
He started to tease me verbally, and because it was summer and I was wearing less clothing, my nipples were sticking out through my clothes and I could see them clearly in the video.
He seemed to have a bit of a hold on it.
I was adamant that I should take off my clothes, and I kept refusing to do so, and he kept on softly grinding and saying some extremely nasty language, but instead of being annoyed, I seemed to be enjoying it.
So I turned off the lights and got naked by the light of the computer.
It was my first video nude chat and my heart was racing like I had done something bad.
Nervous as hell, he kept urging me over there to relax and take it easy.
After watching for a while I rushed to turn off the video, and just like that I progressed from naked chatting to video sex, masturbation, until finally the real thing in real life, and it seemed like everything happened there as it should.
I was content with that excitement, with the gasps of surprise that came with being viewed by a man in my private parts.
He has a magnetic, unmarried voice.
We were both lonely and not in the same city, so we both let go after that short naked chat.
He would cum on the video for me to see, and I would rub my breasts hard into the computer, spread my legs, and tease my private parts with my hands.
In the video, my vagina is excited and exaggerated, the contraction is controlled, often see the milky liquid out, and then my finger inserted into the non-stop pumping, although not as comfortable as a man’s penis, but the taste of which there is a flavor.
Look at their own lower body in the finger pumping under the strands of the continuous flow of liquid, look at their own breasts high trembling, can not help but moan loudly in the headset, this sound I myself listen to all feel obscene, excited ……