First, introduce yourself well. I am an ex-girlfriend, now a deeply depraved woman; I owe my depravity to the Internet and to my first man, Pavel.

Pavel, this cute guy woke an innocent little girl in me, a huge sexual appetite. He deprived me of virginity, first tried my vagina. Taught to a minet and taste of sperm. Now, if during the day I don’t blow someone off and stay without a portion of fresh sperm, then I feel uncomfortable, I feel that something is missing for me. In this case, in my fridge there is a rich supply of sperm of my former lovers, and I definitely try a new batch of ice cream before going to bed. Once a week, I make a face mask from sperm, due to which, at my 27 years old, my skin is as fresh as a child's.

Pavel and I met at the disco (almost 10 years ago, God, what an eternity). We are classmates with girls, we have three friends Olya, Mashka and I, we are 16 years old, have been going to discos for half a year, and the guys have been trying to like, but it worked out badly. We liked adults 20 years old, and not our friends of the same age. And they behaved arrogantly, confidently, immediately began to kiss and feel the tits and smirked when they felt that they were still small, and not such milkings as their peers. And walked only with those who fuck, or at least in the mouth takes. And we did not agree to this. On this walked without guys. Once Olga, the most beautiful of us liked one guy. She began to look into his eyes, he invited her to the ballad. Then he went to see off and started asking her to give him, but she only allowed to kiss and feel. And she did not agree to fuck or suck. They met a few more days, she liked him more and more, but she still did not give him. And he already wanted to leave her and go to a more mature and accommodating girl. Then, in order to keep him, she nevertheless allowed him what he asked. They began to sleep together. Olka went happy and very pleased. And Masha and I were told everything. Told about his dick, how he fucks and all that. Masha and I were very jealous, and we would also like, but no one came down on us. And then suddenly his former girlfriend appeared, came from somewhere, and she and her friends began to run into Olga so that she would fall behind her boyfriend. Olga did not agree, then they took her to the club and grabbed her by the hair and started beating her. Masha and I rushed to help her, but that bitch had more friends, and more experienced than us in fights. So they otpidd us, Olga tore the skirt and jacket, and even scratched his cheek, pulled out a tuft of hair, and I put a fingal under the eye, and Masha nothing.

After that we decided not to show off, and Olga never met again.

And so on one such evening, we, as always, bought vodka, drank at the club and danced in the corner of the three of us without disturbing anyone, coming off and sometimes went out for a smoke.

Then there was a slow spell, we, as always, headed for the exit, since the guys were few and hardly any of them would be interested in such youngsters like us. But I was suddenly taken by the hand of a tall, handsome, intimate-loving such guy with glasses and called me to dance. Prior to that, he danced in the company of guys, apparently friends of classmates. He was a little drunk, but well trimmed and smelled of good cologne. I do not have a beautiful face, I mean, of course, there is no ugly person, acne or hairy moles are not, but pretty, like Olga, for example, cannot be called. Now I am good at painting and I can do a lot with my face, but then I had the face of a typical peasant girl. The figure was also not perfection itself high, with a characteristic teenage awkwardness, angularity, and at the same time a tendency to corpulence, small boobs just starting to form. The picture brightened up only lush ass and soft hips. My self-esteem was not very good and of course I immediately agreed to dance.He asked what my name is and how many years I, of course, added a year. Then they danced silently. I tried not to disappoint him, as if accidentally rubbing boobs on his chest. Then he lowered his hand with a waist on the ass, I did not become indignant and, looking into my eyes, smiled. Especially since I was wearing a raincoat, and no one could see where his hand was. Having received no objection, he began to flatter his hand deeper, already between his legs, then I told him for the sake of what he did not need. Then he pulled me closer to him and kissed me. I felt his dick through the pants, flushed, but answered the kiss. The lower abdomen became heavy. At first we only kissed lips, but then he put his tongue in my mouth. I did not move away, on the contrary began to suck his tongue, as if it were a member. And although I have not yet really sucked, I just saw how it is done in porn, but Olga told me, but in this way I hinted to him that if he gave me a dick, I would not refuse to suck him. I do not know for sure, but in my opinion he understood everything. Having washed my buttocks, at the end of the dance he asked: "Do I like it here?" I replied: "So-so." He said that he came by car and offered a ride. It was cool. Few of the guys came to our disco by car. If they came, and then in vsemer on some Zhiguli. And here he is alone! I certainly agreed. We rode a little, he put my hand on his fly, I did not remove it, and began to lightly stroke his penis through his pants. And all thought what he is - his member, what it looks like? But she did not dare to get it. Then came to his home. He turned on the music, we drank, kissed, danced, drank.

I was very drunk. But slightly struggled for the sake of appearance, did not allow herself to undress. He unbuttoned his blouse, my white bra was very noticeable in the twilight. He kissed my neck, the top of the boobs. I dragged, but fought back, saying that "do not". He hugged me, and unbuttoned the lifshik, took it off and threw it aside. I was outraged, but he urgently attacked my unprotected nipples with his tongue and lips, which rolled a wave of bliss and I relaxed. Then we drank, I sat with a bare bust, no longer embarrassed. Then they went to dance. First slowy, and then fast. I danced with bare tits, tried to move beautifully to please. Then they drank again, danced, it was fun. Then he threw me on the bed and began to pull off her panties, I was drunk and did not particularly resist. He undressed me, then he quickly undressed himself, and lay down on top, and began to poke between my legs. He undressed so quickly that did not have time to see his penis, although I wanted to see. He didn’t work for a long time, the hops acted on me more and more, it was stuffy and started to stir up a bit, I almost stopped bothering him. I still had a dry vagina, and he was also drunk, so he could not. But then he realized and moistened the penis and my pussy. He went in a bit right away, even though it was painful, he shook some more, and began to push hard, so that the ruffle broke and he advanced further. The pain cut off and I screamed. And he did not stop. I shouted that he did not finish at me that you can fly into.

He soon took him out, growled, and lowered the sperm on my stomach and flopped onto my back in the blackout. I calmed down that he ended up not in me, suddenly realized that I had become a woman, leaned against him sideways. Was cool. I tried to sleep, but did not want to sleep, hop asked, I kept thinking about what had happened, I remembered the feelings when he was in me. Then she touched her pussy, she was wet and sticky with grease and blood, itched a little, it was unpleasant, but she didn’t want to go to the shower. Then playful fingers found a puddle of sperm on my stomach, I faked it on my finger and brought it to my face. I read a lot about it, I saw it in porn, but I ran into it live for the first time. For some reason she attracted me a lot. The finger glistened. I sniffed and licked his tongue. Liked. I collected her leftovers, she was already cold and began to dry out. I tried to collect her all, as far as it was possible, in order not to move much and not disturb my dear Pasha, who slept sweetly.The sperm collected on all fingers was much larger than that first drop. The view was more unsightly, as if it were snot. If I had seen anyone else, then I would certainly have wiped my hand with disgust. But I thought that it was not snot, but the sperm of my first, beloved man and the unpleasant sensations gradually grew into pleasant, tender and exciting. I looked at the sperm on my fingers and thought that this is the material expression of his love for me, this is the material expression of my female attractiveness, strength and sexuality. And the more I can select the sperm from a man, the closer I get to the ideal of a woman, the higher my self-esteem will be, and the more attractive it will be for the entire male world. With these thoughts, I smeared my lips with sperm, licked my fingers and sweetly fell asleep on Pashechka’s shoulder.

That was my first contact with a man, with a male member and with sperm. I equally loved all these components of sex.

The day after the defloration, Pavel invited me to move in with him. He worked in a computer company, and he lived alone. I lived with my aunt, my parents did not care about me, so I gladly agreed, although I was terribly cowardly.