PPTS Chapter 1
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This is my true experience and it is still unforgettable. Hesitate to swear, or write it out to share with you. The characters inside are of course pseudonyms, but the content is absolutely true. I hope that my friends will cherish every opportunity they encounter and enjoy life as I do.
My name is Xiaodong. I am 32 years old and work in the editorial department of a magazine (the name of the magazine is not good to tell you). I have a beautiful wife, because the protagonist is not her, so I will not introduce it to you here.
Speaking of embarrassment, although I am very spiritual, many girls say that I am handsome, giving a deep and affectionate feeling. But in fact, my sexual experience with girls is not early. I can't remember that when I was in elementary school, I started masturbating. There is a pure and beautiful girl in the class, who can sing and dance. It was because there was a chorus of songs by two of us at a party. Some of the singer's classmates regarded us as a pair all day, and made a lot of jingles. I was very happy at the time, but on the surface it was a look of anger.
Originally, the two of us usually go home from school together, and they are very intimate, but who knows that when she knows the rumors, she burst into tears and loved me. Now I want to come. At that time, my thoughts and environment were indeed very conservative. It is a shame to let people know that two male and female students are very good. In fact, this girl likes me very much, but it makes people feel pissed off, which of course is what she told me when she grew up. However, this has had a great impact on me. Since then, I have always been cautious about getting in touch with girls. Many desires have to be buried in my heart and I am relieved by masturbation at night.
In short, masturbation is the biggest secret of my primary school, almost every day, otherwise it will be difficult to fall asleep. As for the object of fantasy, it is uncertain, sometimes it is a female classmate, sometimes a female teacher, or a movie star.
I still remember a language teacher who was over ten years old in elementary school. Many people said that she was a "broken shoe" and fucked with others. But she is very good for students, especially for me, maybe because my composition is always read as a fan. I sometimes secretly think why she didn't ask me to do it.
But I don't really know what is messing around.
After graduating from elementary school, I went to a boarding school in a foreign country. On the night before I left, I ran out with my family and dated the girl who sang with me.
Both of us were so nervous that we even gasped when we spoke. The first time I kissed the girl that day, she was too shy to look at me, both hands were sweaty, and the little bird was in my arms. I stiffly held her small waist and could clearly feel the chest and buttocks she started to develop. I couldn't see her expression at night, but the hot breath was blowing my face and ears, and I couldn't help but hold it tighter.
But that's all. There is no further action. Afterwards, the two recalled this past event and said that they regretted not moving further, but they did not know what to do.
When I was in junior high school, I was a top student in the school and a chairperson of the student union. Therefore, there are many opportunities for contact with female students. Many girls who have been rated as school flowers by male students have intentionally or unintentionally asked me to talk. Needless to say, the content of the sensational eyes is understood by any boy who is open to the heart. However, the teacher stared at it very tightly. Often there were girls who took a few words with me. The next day, the teacher asked me to enter the office. I asked what I had talked about in detail. It seems that someone has secretly followed me to monitor me.
However, although these girls are worthy of youth and invincible years, but because of my lack of knowledge, courage is small, I am afraid to destroy the image of my teacher in the eyes of teachers, even if there are opportunities to miss. When they were alone with me, they only knew what to embrace and kiss, and others were better than me.
A group of outings spent the night outside, a girl who was a year older than me and I dated. In the shade of a tree-lined creek, I dared to reach in from her sweatpants and touch her privacy. I found that the place was covered with soft hair, warm and moist. She gasped in excitement and snorted and said, "You are good or bad."
Last time, when I put my hand into the girl's sweatpants and touched her privacy, she said, "You are really bad."
I panicked and suddenly shrank hands, because this was the first time a girl said that she was bad. Who knows that she immediately held my wrist with my hand, then my arms clasped my neck, and my buttocks held my arm tightly between us.
She looked at me and laughed and said, "You are such a good student. So honest, people are talking about it."
I am still very nervous, because this is the first time I touched the girl's privacy. When I was a little calmer, I began to feel the warmth and smoothness of the girl.
In a small piece of soft, fine hair, my fingers felt a thin but warm sew, and the girl suddenly snorted. I stopped involuntarily and whispered, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
She didn't answer, but it tightened my neck, and once again, my buttocks pressed the meat tightly against my fingers, then the whole body swayed up and down, causing the meat to rub against my fingers. After a short period of time, I felt that there was a lot of liquid around my fingers. The girl's face pressed against my face, very hot, and even her heavy and short breathing was hot, sprayed on my face and ears to raise.
At this moment, neither of us talked. I only felt that the girl was swaying faster and faster, and the rapid breathing began to become a soft snoring. "Good brother, tight! Right! Go up! Going up a little more!" I was a little overwhelmed and had to do what she said mechanically. I already felt that there was a soy-sized meat in the upper end of the meat.
Suddenly, her snoring turned into a long shackle. I looked up and looked up. Her head was raised high, her face flushed into the sky, her mouth widened, and her eyes became a seam. After a while, she slowly calmed down, opened her eyes, and began to eat and eat music, and tweaked and said in my ear: "Brother is really comfortable!"
If it weren't for the experience of the night, I really didn't know that girls were also masturbating. I was worried, the girl looked up at my face, touched my chin with a soft little hand, and suddenly asked me: "Hey, you male classmate, I mean you, do you like this?"
This problem suddenly encountered the biggest secret of my years. For maintaining my image and self-esteem, I quickly shook my head. Who knows that she squinted at me, suddenly reached out and touched my lower body, touched my already strong penis, and suddenly smirked. "Haha, you can't lie to me, your cock is really hard!" I was suddenly The attack was smashed.
Just as she was anxious to pull my trouser chain, I seemed to wake up suddenly. Without saying anything, I pushed her away and stood up and ran back. The laughter with a bit of sensuality was I left behind.
When I returned to the camp, the students were busy preparing for the evening party and didn't pay attention to my panic.
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