A woman's first night

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A Woman's First Night

Although promiscuity is rampant these days, I still remain a virgin, saving my virginity for my husband on our wedding night.

I've known my husband since childhood; we were classmates from elementary to middle school. In university, he majored in medicine, while I majored in literature.

From middle school onwards, we kissed and caressed each other almost daily, but I resolutely refused to remove my bra and panties. He could only caress my body through my clothes, but we never truly experienced ecstasy.

I once joked that he sees and touches women's bodies almost every day while treating patients, so mine is no different—it's better not to look!

He insisted that I was the one he loved, different from others, which made me very happy.

We got married last week.

Before the wedding, my girlfriends told me about the strangeness of our wedding night, which filled me with both surprise and anxiety. I

was happy to give my virginity, which I had kept for twenty-six years, to my husband, and truly experience the union of body and soul; I was anxious, wondering if he would cherish me, or if he would tear me apart on our wedding night.

After the banquet that evening, I returned home. After removing my makeup and taking a bath, I lay in bed, waiting for him to bathe and change before we made love.

While bathing, I made sure to thoroughly clean my lower body; I trusted he would examine every part of my body closely, and I couldn't afford any unpleasant odor that would disappoint him.

That night, I was particularly easily aroused. As we gently kissed, my lower body became wet.

He slowly removed my robe, revealing my full breasts. He gently massaged my nipples with his palms and kissed my earlobe, arousing my desire and making soft moaning sounds. He said I had never been so excited and wanted to give me an orgasm while I was still a virgin.

He sat up, wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, and pulled me between his legs. He then pulled down my panties, bent my legs, and placed them on his thighs, opening my vagina, which felt wet and cool.

I looked up at him shyly, my face flushed, awaiting his caresses.

He leaned down and kissed me from behind my neck, his hand gently caressing my pubic hair on my

mons pubis. The movement of his hand stimulated my labia minora, sending waves of pleasure through me, making me gasp softly. A moment later, he placed his left hand under my left breast, cupping it.

My nipple was hard and bright red with excitement.

His right hand gently stroked my left breast, as if admiring a precious treasure; the ticklish sensation was incredibly pleasurable, completely different from the feeling of being caressed through clothing before.

Then he gently placed his left palm on my left breast, kneading the nipple and flesh, which excited me immensely. His right hand moved down to my vulva, parting my labia and gently stroking the area above my labia minora with his fingers. I felt paralyzed, leaning against his chest, waves of pleasure surging from my left breast and lower body, spreading throughout my entire body. I tried to clamp his hand between my legs, but it wouldn't close, resting on his thighs. I could only press his hand down with my hands, my lower abdomen and vulva convulsing violently, letting out meaningless moans. My mind was blank, filled only with the onslaught of pleasure.

I slowly recovered, thinking joyfully, this is the climax a woman desires, the one that erupted in his arms when I was a virgin—physical pleasure and spiritual satisfaction, this is the union of body and soul.

We kissed passionately, savoring that wonderful moment.

He took out his penis and comforted me, telling me not to be afraid.

It was huge and thick, easily eight inches long. When we kissed before, I only felt its hardness through our clothes, never imagining it would be so large.

It was firmly erect, and I worried I couldn't accommodate it.

He reassured me, saying that a woman's vagina is elastic, even a fetus's head can pass through, so I could definitely fit it.

To make me feel a little more comfortable, he suggested I hold it.

I cautiously touched its head, which he called the glans penis, the thickest and hardest part of a man's penis, and also the most sensitive.

The glans was bright red, without skin covering it, very slippery, and slightly thinner at the tip, a blunt cone shape with a small opening in the middle. He said his millions of offspring were ejaculated from there. The rod-shaped base behind the glans was covered by skin. The entire hard penis was very thick; I held it in my palm and believed it was two inches thick.

I gently lifted it, tenderly stroking the tip of the glans, and he groaned in ecstasy.

I thought my vagina could bring him such pleasure, but I worried that my small vagina wouldn't be able to accommodate this enormous thing, and I would disappoint him. A little later, he laid me down on my back, placed a pillow under my waist to raise my vagina, and bent and spread my legs. He sat between my legs, looking down at my vagina. I looked at him shyly, letting him do as he pleased.

He used his hands to open my labia majora and minora, admiring the view inside. He then gently manipulated the inner walls of my labia majora with his fingers, caressing my labia minora and vaginal opening, a tingling, tingling sensation that felt incredibly comfortable.

He then pulled the top of my labia minora upwards, revealing my swollen clitoris, and gently massaged that extremely sensitive clitoris with his fingers. I trembled as if electrocuted, a wonderful pleasure spreading throughout my body, but I was too sensitive, so I had to press my hand against him again.

He said: "Let us officially become husband and wife. Let him enter you. I want you to surround his penis, let him sprinkle his millions of offspring deep inside me."

I nodded shyly, begging him to be gentle with me. He took out some KY balm and applied it thickly to my vaginal opening and his penis, instructing me to relax.

He leaned forward and kissed me, placing his large, hard penis in my hand.

I gently moved the tip of his penis to my vaginal opening, and he leaned forward, pressing against it, and asked: "Will you be my wife?"

I was more than willing, and answered him with my actions. I kissed him, arching my back, letting the tip of his penis slowly press against my vaginal opening.

He cooperated with my upward thrusts, gently penetrating me.

I felt my vagina fill with a feeling of fullness, the vaginal opening and surrounding area stretched open by the hard tip of his penis. I nervously gripped his penis, but it was covered in KY balm, very slippery, and I couldn't hold on to it, as it was slowly pushing forward.

My vaginal opening felt very full, and a little painful.

I felt as if my hymen was being broken and torn, and my vaginal opening was contracting due to the intrusion. Fortunately, we had both applied KY balm, so it wouldn't be impossible.

I struggled to let his glans penetrate my vagina, my brow furrowing involuntarily. He stopped and asked if it hurt, and if I could continue.

I released my grip on his penis and nodded, letting him continue.

He refused, pulling his large member out of my vagina. I noticed a little blood on the tip of his glans; I had lost my virginity.

He used a tissue to stop the bleeding, his gentle care making me forget the pain.

I said I could continue.

He thickly applied hyaluronic acid cream to my vagina and his penis, his glans covered in it, looking like a shiny, oily penis.

He then used his hand to help guide the tip of his glans against my vaginal opening. I relaxed as much as possible, letting it penetrate. My vaginal opening and surrounding area were stretched open again by the hard tip of his glans, burning and uncomfortable, but the previous pain was gone.

I took a deep breath and tried to relax my vaginal opening. He slowly pushed in, and finally he said that the thickest part of his penis had entered my vaginal opening. I also felt that the front of my vagina was very full, squeezed and filled by it.

He leaned down and kissed me again, slowly continuing to advance inch by inch. The feeling of fullness at the entrance of my vagina was no longer so uncomfortable, but my inner vagina was slowly being stretched open by the tip of his penis. My previously unexplored vagina was being slowly opened up little by little, and then filled with his thick penis, filling every crevice. My legs and vagina wanted to clamp together, resisting the further opening and intrusion, but I was held down by his body and couldn't move.

The momentum was unstoppable. After his penis broke through my defenses, it slowly and deeply penetrated my vagina. In no time, his entire shiny penis was inside me, reaching deep into my body. The tip seemed to touch my heart, making me let out a long sigh, joyfully announcing that I had become his wife.

My vagina was full of fullness, and I could feel its pulse beating slightly. Although there was no stimulation like an orgasm, there was a feeling of fullness and satisfaction. He was my husband now, and his treasure was deep inside me, hoping that I would give him pleasure and comfort.

My body's emptiness was filled to the brim by his engorged member; everything belonged to him, and I was ready to welcome his entry at any time.

I held him tightly, enjoying his kisses, his embrace, his pressure, and the pleasurable fullness in my lower body.

He smiled and asked if sex was comfortable.

I smiled and said it was very comfortable, but I didn't understand the meaning of "doing," because "doing" is a verb, and "sexual intercourse" would be more appropriate, referring to the union of two sexes.

He smiled without answering, but his penis suddenly withdrew, and the feeling of fullness in my vagina suddenly disappeared. I felt lost and hurriedly clenched my vaginal opening, unwilling to let it leave. He slowly thrust his penis deep into my vagina again, that thick penis once again breaking through the inner walls, filling every crevice, and I couldn't help but sigh.

When he thrust in, his pubic bone pressed against the top of my vagina, slightly tugging at my swollen clitoris, and a tingling, numbing pleasure came from my lower body.

He slowly thrust in and then quickly withdrew, repeatedly pumping his hard penis in and out of my vagina. I finally understood what "making love" meant.

Each thrust not only stimulated my vagina and its depths but also impacted my entire vagina. My body swayed with each thrust, my nipples rubbing against his chest with the up-and-down movement of my breasts, giving me immense pleasure. When he thrust in as deeply as possible, it felt like he was reaching straight to my heart.

Watching him thrust so passionately, he explored not only the most hidden parts of my body but also explored the deepest source of pleasure within me.

I was deeply grateful for his efforts and hoped he could find pleasure deep within me. My hands could no longer caress his glans to bring him pleasure; I could only squeeze my legs and vagina together, hoping the vaginal walls could do the work, giving his glans endless pleasure.

He said that since it was my first time, my vagina was very tight, and I didn't need to clench it tightly, otherwise it would make it difficult for him to thrust. My vagina was very wet and warm, which already made him very comfortable, and he jokingly said that he hoped to stay inside me tonight.

He then asked if I was uncomfortable, that he might be about to reach orgasm, and whether I could withstand his vigorous thrusts.

I told him to go ahead and do it, that I was very comfortable.

He then hugged me tightly and thrust his hips up and down violently into my vagina, and I could feel his penis constantly rubbing against my vagina, the burning and full feeling was even more intense than before.

After thrusting like this more than fifty times, he whispered in my ear that he was going to ejaculate.

He stopped thrusting and straightened up, quickly inserting his entire hard penis into my vagina. I opened my legs and vagina as wide as possible, allowing his penis to penetrate as deep as possible, his pubic bone pressing tightly against my vagina and clitoris. He seemed to erupt; I felt his swollen, thick penis begin to convulse violently, his whole body trembling violently. He was ejaculating millions of his offspring, drop by drop, pouring into my body, sprinkling deep into my vagina.

I kissed him deeply, savoring the pleasure of his entry and thrusting, waiting for him to finish our first time making love, enjoying the millions of offspring he bestowed upon me.

These millions of offspring would remain deep within my body for days to come, searching for my eggs.

His penis seemed to soften.

The feeling of fullness in my vagina slowly subsided, and he slowly withdrew his penis. Its erection had disappeared, and a small amount of white fluid remained on the glans; I thought this was semen.

I was very grateful for it. This thing had entered the depths of my body for the first time, bringing me endless pleasure and officially changing my identity, making me his wife. In the years to come, it would continue to thrust and impact the depths of my body, bringing me endless pleasure, and also bringing us two children.

When I thought of a baby needing to breastfeed, my right hand unconsciously cupped my right breast. He misunderstood, thinking I wanted him to kiss my breast. He lay down on my right side, cupped my right breast with both hands, and took the nipple into his mouth, slowly sucking.

Pleasure spread from the nipple to my lower abdomen, causing slight spasms. The comfortable feeling was completely different from an orgasm, gentle and very pleasant.

I hugged him tightly, letting him be my little baby, and lifted my breast for him to continue suckling.

Soon, the little baby fell asleep, but still reluctantly took my nipple in his mouth. I had no choice but to let him continue, and I held him as I fell asleep.

I had many erotic dreams at midnight, and my lower body was wet. I gently pulled the nipple out of his mouth, turned my back to him, and gently lay down, but I woke him up.

He turned around and hugged me from behind. I felt something hard pressing against my buttocks.

He whispered in my ear that he wanted to do it again. I asked if he still had the strength.

Without saying a word, he pressed his penis against my vaginal opening, thrust forward, and inserted the glans into my vagina from behind.

Before I could even open my vagina to prepare, his penis had already thrust forward, penetrating deep inside. The feeling of fullness made me cry out.

I protested softly, but his lips kissed my earlobe, and his right hand was already caressing my breasts, sending waves of pleasure through me.

His hand released my breasts and moved downwards towards my vagina, pulling apart the upper part of my labia minora to expose my clitoris, and rubbing it with his fingers.

He thrust into my vagina while rubbing my clitoris with his fingers, arousing my desire.

Before long, I reached orgasm.

This orgasm, combined with his thrusting, was completely different from my first one. As my vagina and lower abdomen began to spasm, his hard penis was deeply inside me, feeling very full and swollen, without the previous emptiness.

After my orgasm erupted, he continued to thrust into my vagina, prolonging the waves of pleasure afterward.

Finally, he erupted again deep inside me. His hands gripped my breasts tightly, my vaginal opening was pulled back by his hard penis, pressing against my anus and perineum. The glans of his penis thrust diagonally deep inside, pressing against the top of my vagina. It convulsed, and I squeezed my legs and vagina together, releasing and contracting in sync with his convulsions, allowing him to release his millions of offspring deep inside me once more. After he ejaculated, he left his penis inside my vagina, embracing my waist and falling asleep, exhausted.

I felt it enveloped by my body, slowly softening in my vaginal fluids. The feeling of fullness in my vagina disappeared, but my vagina was still occupied by his softened penis. The inner walls were still stretched open, unable to return to their tight shape, making me feel as if my body was still possessed by him.

The sensation at the vaginal opening was very obvious. Although the feeling of fullness was gone, it was still stretched open and contained it.

After he fell asleep, his penis softened quickly, the base of his penis contracting and slowly withdrawing from the vaginal opening, leaving only the thicker glans and a small part of the base inside. I couldn't bear to let it leave me completely, so I tightly contracted my vaginal opening to prevent it from leaving.

I spent my wedding night in this half-asleep, half-awake state.

He slept soundly, his posture holding me unchanged. He seemed to be having a sweet dream, because in my half-awake state, I could feel his penis intermittently hardening and erecting, the glans at the entrance of my vagina swelling and stretching me.

I thought that when he woke up, he would definitely ask who the person in his dream was.

Dawn broke, and he softly asked if I had slept well.

I pretended to be asleep and didn't answer. Although my eyes were closed, I could feel him leaning forward on his side, admiring my sleeping posture, his hands gently stroking my waist and thighs.

My soft breathing caused my chest to rise and fall slightly, which seemed to fascinate him.

Soon, I felt his penis begin to harden and erect, the glans at the entrance of my vagina swelling.

The feeling of it stretching my vaginal opening was very comfortable. I relaxed my vaginal opening, knowing that his penis would soon return to my depths.

At this moment, his hand gently caressed my breasts, trying to wake me, but I deliberately continued to pretend to be asleep.

He stroked my breasts for a while, and I was already very excited, my lower body was leaking fluid. He began to realize I was pretending to be asleep, so he rubbed my nipples with his fingers. I finally couldn't resist the impact of pleasure and started moaning softly. He obediently asked me to make love to him in my ear. I opened my eyes, glared at him, and said: "Didn't you already fuck me?"

He smiled and leaned over from behind to kiss the corner of my mouth, lifting my right leg with his right hand and placing it on his waist.

He remained lying on his right side, while I changed from lying on my right side to lying on my back. His foot pushed my left leg to the left, and my right leg was bent and placed on his waist, thus spreading my vagina apart. When he asked me to change positions, I tightly contracted my vaginal opening, not wanting the glans and tip of his penis to slip out of my vagina.

After changing positions, I lay on my back and he lay on his side, so he could enjoy my body more fully and could touch any part of me.

I wanted to enjoy the fullness and pleasure of his huge penis penetrating deep into my vagina again, so I relaxed my vaginal opening and opened my vagina as wide as possible.

But it only hovered and writhed at the entrance of my vagina, making me feel incredibly itchy, yet it wouldn't penetrate further, making me desperately want it to enter and fill my vagina. He whispered in my ear: "When I'm aroused, my vaginal opening twitches rhythmically, and my glans feels like it's being sucked by a mouth, it feels so good. I wish I could clench my vaginal opening and suck on his glans again." Ah, I see

. So I clenched my vaginal opening tightly, and he enjoyed my sucking with ecstasy.

He bent down and sucked on my nipple, and gradually, the pleasure of excitement flowed from my breasts throughout my body. I felt my lower abdomen and vaginal opening begin to tighten and twitch slightly; I truly longed for it to penetrate me fully.

His hands freely caressed my armpits, breasts, buttocks, navel, mons pubis, etc., causing my body to sway excitedly.

His fingers then moved to the vulva containing his glans, the entire vulva soaked with flowing vaginal fluid. He stroked the thick labia majora, his fingers rubbing and playing with the two labia and the nearby pubic hair back and forth, then pulled apart the two narrow labia minora forced apart by his penis, and wantonly caressed the vaginal opening penetrated by his penis, using his fingers to feel the rhythmic, slight twitching of my vaginal opening when I was aroused.

His mouth left my nipple and kissed my cherry lips, and I couldn't help but suck on him frantically. He moved upwards, teasing my already swollen clitoris.

His fingers gently rubbed the point where the two labia minora met, and I sighed as if my whole body was being electrocuted.

He gently pushed upwards at the junction of the labia majora with his thumb, exposing the clitoris. Then, he gently rubbed the clitoris with his middle finger. My whole body tensed, and the pleasure spread rapidly from my vulva to my vagina with the rubbing of the clitoris, flowing throughout my body and surging to my central nervous system. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

I knew my orgasm was coming. My lower abdomen and vagina began to spasm violently. Although the spasms at the vaginal opening, which held his glans, gave me a full and satisfying sensation, the orgasmic spasms deep inside my vagina had nothing to rely on, and the orgasm suddenly turned into an empty tremor.

Just as I was enjoying the pleasure of the orgasm but also feeling a slight lack, his penis strode forward, the thick, hard glans quickly spreading open the vaginal walls and thrusting rapidly into the spasming vagina, filling every gap.

A pleasurable sensation spread from my lower body, filling my vagina and its depths. His solid penis seemed to reach straight to my heart, penetrating deep into my soul.

The climax reached its peak as his penis penetrated deep into my vagina. The vaginal walls tightly gripped his thick, erect penis, rhythmically convulsing violently. The convulsions deep within my vagina spread to my uterus and lower abdomen, throbbing rhythmically. I let out long, pleasurable sighs, which transformed into ecstatic moans of "ah ah ya" with each contraction. He held me tightly, soothing my tense, convulsing body, just as his penis soothed my convulsing vagina.

This climax lasted a long time, the pleasure lingering long afterward.

When I calmed down, his penis began to thrust inside my vagina.

Perhaps because he was lying on his side and I was lying on my back, his penis pulled my vaginal opening to the right when he withdrew, giving me a feeling of being pried open; when he thrust in, it pressed against the vaginal walls, making me feel incredibly good.

My vagina was very wet, and he moved with great pleasure, each thrust lifting my entire vagina.

His hands roamed freely over my vulva, sometimes lifting my labia minora, sometimes caressing my sensitive clitoris, sometimes stroking my swollen vaginal opening.

He said he was about to climax, and I smiled and kissed him. He thrust rapidly more than ten times, and I felt his penis suddenly swell, his whole body convulsing. He thrust his penis deep into my vulva, the glans pressing against the inner walls of my vagina, rhythmically throbbing. His swollen, firm penis throbbed violently, each thrust pushing it forward as if he wanted to send his seed into my deepest depths.

While cleaning in the toilet, I saw for the first time his seed, given to me again and again. A white, porridge-like liquid seeped from my vaginal opening, moistening my entire vulva. I really didn't want to wash it away. I really hoped to see him ejaculate.

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