Yu Ying's Diary and Her Father-in-Law's Unwavering Love 01~12

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My name is Yuying, and I was born in the countryside to simple, honest farmers. My father was very strict with me from a young age.
When I naughty, he would hit my bottom with a tree branch, which hurt a lot; he hit me very hard.
Although my father wasn't highly educated, he valued my education highly and hoped I would succeed. However, I wasn't academically
inclined and had no interest in studying. After finishing junior high, I didn't want to continue. But my father insisted that I
finish high school and sent me to the high school in my town. Seeing my parents working hard farming and doing odd jobs to earn money for my schooling, I
couldn't bear it.
Many of my classmates were dating, and I also got a boyfriend in my first year of high school. Back then, my breasts weren't as
big as they are now, but compared to girls my age, they were considered full-figured, and my body wasn't as mature and sexy as it is now. I was considered
pretty in my class, but being from the countryside, I wasn't as good-looking as the girls in my town, and my skin wasn't as fair as it is now. When my father-in-law
saw my old photos, he said he really thought I was a different person. He said girls really do change a lot
as they grow up, and that I'm now more beautiful and have a more graceful figure. He said my first love must be regretting it terribly.
My boyfriend and I didn't have much of a romantic relationship; we just
got along well. I didn't know much about love or relationships. I just felt comfortable with him.
We didn't spend much time together, just going to town after school or on weekends. We dated for six months,
and one time he invited me to his house. I said no, I felt awkward meeting his family. He said his parents were
at work and not home.
When we got to his house, he asked me to sit on the sofa and asked if I wanted to watch TV. I said no, and he took me
on a tour of his room. I sat on his bed, looking around his slightly messy room. He said he was going out to buy drinks,
and I was thirsty from walking, so I said, "Go ahead, I want a Sprite, ice cold."
After he left, I lay on the bed, looking at what was stuck on his ceiling. A moment later, he came back and
threw the Sprite at me, hitting me squarely on the chest. I said, "You're so naughty."
I won't write his name anymore because he won't appear in my diary anymore. He actually put his hand
on my chest and asked, "Did it hit you?" I said, "Yes, it touched me. Doesn't it hurt if it really hit you? The Sprite is so heavy." As I said this, I
sat up and chatted with him while drinking my beverage.
I noticed he was only looking at my breasts, so I said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen anything like this before?" He said he was checking where it hit me just now, wondering
if I was hurt. I didn't say anything, and his hand touched me again. He said, "Yu Ying, your breasts are so soft.
Can I take a look?"
I couldn't resist him, and no one was watching in the room, so I whispered, "You can't just look, you can't touch." He took off my
top, and my breasts, under my white bra, were almost completely exposed to him, as if
they were about to burst out of the bra; my long hair cascaded down to my waist. I have very good hair, and I've always kept it long. With the faint, sweet scent of a young girl emanating from me
, he removed my bra and, as if examining a work of art, remarked that my breasts were firm, a little smaller than my
mother . I said, "How do you know how big your mother's are? Did you see them?"
He said he peeked when his mother showered. I said, "You're such a pervert! You even look when your mother showers?" He touched
my breasts, saying he was just curious. I said, "Didn't I tell you not to touch me?" He pushed me down onto the bed
,
saying, "If you take your clothes off, you can't not touch them. Just looking without touching is an old trope from novels." He stared lustfully at my white breasts, saying, "I'll show you mine too," and pulled down his pants, revealing his already rapidly engorged, erect
penis . It was the first time I'd ever seen a man's penis, and I shyly closed my eyes.
He pulled down my pants, and just as he was about to take off my underwear, I grabbed him to stop him. He pressed me down,
kissing me full breasts were flattened by his chest, and my buttocks were being frantically grabbed and groped by his strong hands.
I could clearly feel his penis pressing against my private parts through my underwear. My buttocks were pressed down, making it impossible for me
to escape his penis's entanglement. I felt as if his penis was about to burst through my panties.
Holding my half-naked body in his arms intensified his lust, and his movements, the male scent on his body, and the powerful
rubbing stirred a strange impulse within me, who had never tasted forbidden fruit before.
He pulled down my underwear, and he touched and rubbed my genitals, making me feel both comfortable and uncomfortable. His
hands groped around, touching my clitoris, which rubbed until it itched, and my vagina couldn't help but secrete fluid.
He spread my thighs, and I saw his hard penis. I was a little scared and asked him
what time my parents would get off work, so they wouldn't see me when they got home.
He said it was nothing, nothing, without explaining the exact time, and knelt between my legs, his penis thrusting haphazardly against my lower
body until he finally located my vagina. Was I really going to lose my
virginity dating yet! He wasn't gentle at all, thrusting in hastily. I felt pain; his glans was
tightly gripped by my tender flesh, perhaps giving him waves of intense pleasure. He couldn't hold back any longer, took a deep
breath , pressed his hands down on my slender waist, and thrust hard, penetrating my vagina!
I felt a sharp pain shoot through my vagina, as if it were being torn apart, feeling his penis deeply inserted.
The pain made me grip the sheets tightly, tears streaming down my face, and I let out a deep, muffled groan.
Neither he nor my future husband cared about himself. My father-in-law wasn't so rough the first time he penetrated me, which was
why I was moved by him.
He didn't care about my feelings either, and just kept thrusting. He ejaculated inside me not long after.
I lost my precious virginity at 17. At the time, I didn't feel anything about whether it was right or wrong.
It felt somewhat comfortable, though painful, so the experience was so-so. Now I feel the feelings weren't deep, and I think I was too
hasty . A few days later, I had sex with him again at his house. It still hurt a bit, but
much better than when I broke my hymen. He ejaculated inside me both times. I didn't think about pregnancy at the time, but nothing happened.
In short, neither my first relationship nor my first time having sex left a deep impression on me. The sex itself was memorable,
but the emotional aspect wasn't very profound. There's not much to remember or cherish. Everyone says first love is unforgettable,
but maybe I wasn't mature enough then. I didn't feel much for love; I just thought it was fun.
Later, we broke up. There wasn't any particular reason, and neither of us was against the other. It seemed like we
just and it also seemed like he had fallen for someone else. After the breakup, we didn't feel awkward studying and living together.
Love can breed hate, but without much love, there wasn't much hate either. I wasn't outstanding in any aspect of my class, not because of him.
The food was... I didn't have much feeling for him. It was like other classmates were doing "that," and if I didn't, I'd be out of touch
.
My first love and virginity were lost, but what's lost can't be regained. Later, I dropped out of school,
not because of feelings, but because I really didn't want to. What good would graduating high school do? I'd have to wait another year. I'd rather
learn something in society and earn money for my family. My dad, seeing that his persuasion was useless and that I was truly hopeless,
gave up on me.
Stepping out of the school was like a bird released from its cage, heading into the colorful world.
What awaited me?

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