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Chapter 1 Miss Coco

20days ago Urban Novels 7
You said, what exactly is the beginning of love?

They feel not just love, they also look like father and daughter

That's it, it's messy...

After watching the movie "Llita", my friend Lele and I commented on you and I

We are only 13 years old and cannot understand the plot, we just talk to ourselves based on our first impression.

At this time, my father's voice came from outside the door, calling us to go downstairs to have dinner, accompanied by knocking on the door, interrupting our chatter.

That weekend, school holidays, Lele, who has lived with a community since childhood, came to my house to play with me. She doesn't like to stay at her home because of her parents who often lose their temper at him.

We're looking for this movie online to pass the time

Lele and I held hands and dongdongdong and ran downstairs. My mother had already prepared the meal. My father was placing the tableware and supper. Lele stayed at my house for a while before leaving.

Why didn't you two go out to play today? She stayed in the room for an afternoon, and Dad asked casually

We're watching a movie, but I didn't want to go out

Oh? What good movies have you had recently?

Llita, it seems it was a long time ago

Well... Dad pondered for a moment, this film is not suitable for you to watch now

Yes, I didn't understand, haha, I answered naively

This unintentional conversation ended. I ignored my father, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Unexpectedly, the house was cleaned as usual today on weekends. My mother took all the bath towels to wash, but she still left them outside and didn't take them in.

I found that there was no bath towel, and I was rinsing my body while calling me, but I didn't know what my mother was doing, and no one responded even after shouting three times.

At this time, a figure appeared on the bathroom door. It was my father. He said to me through the door: What's wrong with Rongrong? My mother just went out to Aunt Wan's house to sing. Is there anything wrong?

I didn't say anything, closed the shower, opened the bathroom door and told my dad that I wanted a bath towel.

Because I have always been casual at home, I didn't feel it was wrong to stand naked in front of my father at the moment. My father was still shocked by my big move and quickly responded, "Okay, I'll get it."

Soon my father returned, and I was still standing naked at the bathroom door waiting. My father handed me the bath towel and said, "If you want a bath towel, just say something to me inside. What should I do if I catch a cold without clothes.

I just thanked my dad mischievously, so I closed the door and continued to take a shower

My father always said that I was very nervous and didn't know how to cover it up at home. Instead, I didn't care. I was naked at home, running around upstairs and downstairs, and acting coquettishly in my parents' arms.

Even though I was on a business trip last year when my mother was on a business trip, I asked my father for help.

I remember that he only knew to quickly take my mother's sanitary napkins to me. After calling her, he knew that he would rinse my lower body with warm water.

Dad was 35 years old and worked as an executive in an investment company

He met his first love in his sophomore year, which is now my mother

My mother was tied with flowers at that time, she was very beautiful and charming, with a beautiful figure, and countless suitors

My father was devoted to studying and could only express his affection in a dull manner. Unexpectedly, my mother was attracted by his sincerity and seriousness. The two fell in love. After graduation, I got married soon after.

Because of his excellent work ability, his father is favored by his boss and has been promoted many times. He is either very busy at work or has several days of vacation in one breath.

My mother works in a fashion company and often goes to various places to participate in activities. So when they don’t care about me, they will leave me some money in advance and ask me to take good care of myself when they don’t care about me.

They are not irresponsible to me. On the contrary, their parents have loved me very much since childhood. No matter how busy my mother is in work, she will take care of all kinds of affairs at home. In particular, she cooks good food to feed me and feeds me with my current good figure. My father is even more responsible. They gave birth to me shortly after they got married. My father has been with me since childhood. He is concerned about anything I have, even if he is getting busy at work, he is getting more and more concerned about anything I have.

Sometimes when my mother falls ill, my father is even more concerned, reflecting the responsibilities of both my father and husband.

Both parents have successful careers, so my family environment has been very wealthy since I was a child, and my parents are very modern and knowledgeable people. They have always sent me to the best school for education. In such an environment, I not only have excellent academic performance, but also inherited the excellent genes of my parents and were born with beauty.

As a rare girl in the family, all the elders take good care of me. I have everything I want at home. Born in a developed city and with an open-minded family culture, I have been exposed to many things since I was a child, and have seen many books and movies that may be difficult for me to understand at my age, and I had my own mobile phone at that time.

At that time, everyone was chatting on QQ, and I was no exception. The difference was that I didn't like chatting with my peers and thought they were too naive and too pediatric. So I often looked for many people who were several years older than me on it, thinking that they were more mature and experienced.

I met a very interesting man on QQ

At first I just talked about movies and reading, but later I talked a lot, and gradually realized that he was a veteran. Now he works in his own company, 20 years older than me. Later I learned that he and I lived on both ends of the same city.

After chatting for half a year, we met offline. The first time we made an appointment at a cafe in the city center, we had a great time. Since then, we have met more times.

My parents rarely cared about my interactions with others at that time. In their eyes, I was an excellent student. In the eyes of teachers and classmates, they were very relieved to me.

As we meet more, we know each other more, and the topics gradually become more and more

He said that he had broken up with his girlfriend shortly after he was very depressed. I was not well-informed at the time and was curious about everything, especially about love, so I asked him a lot about love, and told him my own troubles, and told him everything without any warning.

Because my parents are busy with work and cannot take care of me every moment, his appearance just fills the gap

I occasionally ask him to come to my house when there is no one at home. He will accompany me to read books, watch movies, and accompany me to eat desserts everywhere.

Once I had gastroenteritis after eating alone. My first reaction was to ask him for help. He immediately drove across half a city and took me to the hospital.

Mature, humorous, gentle and considerate, I finally fell into him and confessed to me, and I agreed without thinking

After becoming a couple, we have more and more contact. When our parents are away, he often comes to take care of me. When I am young and ignorant, I was soon defeated by his suppressed emotional offensive and completely fall into the relationship with him. I am obedient to him.

At the beginning, he never made any excessive demands on me, and even had few kisses. After all, I was just developing and knew nothing about sex.

Later, after the relationship was inseparable, he began to go deeper, teach me to kiss my tongue, and touch my body when I hug me to sleep, and I was addicted to it.

My peers have a real understanding of sexual matters, probably no one has learned from books, and I am no exception

There are many times when I fall asleep at night, I go downstairs to the kitchen to get water and drink. When I pass by my parents' room, I always hear strange sounds. Yes, um, ahhhh. Although I am curious, I don't want to know more.

Until one time, their door forgot to close, I couldn't help but feel eager and saw a shocking scene inside through the crack of the door.

I saw that my parents were naked, my mother knelt on the bed with her head facing one side, and my father stood behind her, holding her waist with both hands, and hitting her buttocks violently with her lower body. Then my mother made a sound that seemed very painful

I was surprised, covered my mouth tightly, and looked at me intently. My mother was plump and kneeling on her body. Her two water-drop-like breasts swayed in the air with the impact of her father. My father's strong body made me dream every time in the future.

This scene had a huge impact on my ignorant heart. It was not until I met my first love that I realized the taste.

When you get used to physical contact, it seems that having sex has become an expected thing

After a year of love, on my birthday, he asked me to go out to spend time together

In the evening, I lied to my parents and said I would go out to play with my classmates tonight. My parents told me a few words and agreed.

I put on my favorite little red skirt and went out happily. I saw him waiting for me with roses in his hand. I ran over and threw myself into his arms, my heart full of joy.

We had birthday dinner together, blew candles, and then watched a movie and walked hand in hand on the street.

Although he is 20 years older than me, I don't think anything is wrong. I like such a reliable man in my heart

It was very late. He said he wanted me not to go home tonight and live in the world of two people. I agreed and called my parents and said that I would be overnight with my classmates in the evening, and then went to the hotel with him.

After taking a shower, we lay on the bed, wearing only underwear, he hugged me and kissed me, and I responded enthusiastically to this.

Suddenly, he stopped and said he wanted me. Although he had mentioned it several times before, I rejected it this time, he was reluctant to do so. I also agreed to her with the joy of my birthday.

My precocious body has begun to develop, and my chest is bulging like buds waiting to bloom

He pressed his hand on my light blue girl's underwear and rubbed my growing breasts through the thin fabric.

I like him doing this and kissed him emotionally

Feeling my response, he took off my underwear, took my nipples directly with his mouth, and kept rubbing his other breasts with his hands.

I know that nipples are my most sensitive part, and he keeps stimulating me, and I hummed happily

After a while, his right hand crossed my lower abdomen, stretched to his unprepared lower body, and gently rubbed my triangle area through his underwear.

I was a little resistant. I was shocked and scared when I was touched by an outsider for the first time in more than ten years.

He didn't stop and kept comforting me, trying to take off my underwear

I reached out and grabbed him, trying to stop this last defense. He ignored my resistance, pulled my hand away, took off my underwear with one hand

My vagina was exposed naked in front of him, and I was immediately ashamed. I closed my eyes, my cheeks were flushed, I clamped my legs tightly, and my hands were blocking my vagina in panic.

Seeing this, he laughed, lay on my lower body, spread my weak legs, and kept praising me with words such as Angel Baby, and at the same time he yearned for the lower body to continue to invade.

As a gentleness came, he licked my vulva with his tongue, and the indescribable numbness followed.

I still clamped my legs and pressed them against his neck, pushing his head with my hands as if nothing had happened, but the numbness caused by his tongue gradually turned into pleasure. How could I withstand this stimulation when I was young? My body kept twisting, and the heat spread throughout my body.

After the pleasure was passed on to each other, he took out the condom and lubricant that had been prepared in advance, and rubbed the glans against my vulva.

Before that, I also masturbated and oral sex for him. In addition, I learned from the book, I knew a little about sex, but when I really wanted to practice it, I wanted to back down again

He held his cock and rubbed his vulva, and sometimes inserted his glans a little, making me endure the indescribable pleasure and horror.

He told me tenderly that after tonight, we will be together forever

I was moved by his words and lay there and let him fiddle with him

With his words, I came, my whole cock was buried in my body. At that time, I was surrounded by a torn pain, tears oozing from the corners of my eyes, and I shouted not

While comforting me, he thrust carefully, but the pain was too severe. Until he ejaculated, I had no pleasure. It was just that this ended the unpleasant first time.

I originally naively thought our relationship would last, but it turned out that I was wrong. After a year and a half of love, his temper became more and more rude. Although he was kind to me, he was moody and domineering to me. Until one day, I accidentally saw the chat records of him and his ex-girlfriend and found that they were always inseparable. I collapsed instantly and had a big fuss with him.

He apologized to me and vowed not to interact with his ex-girlfriend anymore. He showed his sincere feelings. I felt soft-hearted and accepted him

But the good times didn't last long, and soon his true colors were revealed and there was no intention of repentance. I argued with him again, and just like this five times

In the end we broke up, we decided

During that time, I was depressed and didn't want to eat. My parents didn't know what happened. They were always concerned about me. Seeing this, my father often took me out to play. I hugged him and cried. He comforted me speechlessly and bought me a small skirt. It was not until a few months later that I got out of this shadow.

This is my first love, and many of the first experiences in life have happened since then, with mixed experiences and memories