First Night Memories

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A Virgin's First Night Recollection: Although promiscuity is rampant these days, I still remain a virgin, saving my virginity for my 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 underwear. 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 his beloved, different from others, which made me very happy. We got married last week. Before the wedding, my girlfriends told me about the strangeness of the 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 vulva, which was both 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 stroking 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 caressed 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 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 convulsed violently, and I let 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 unity 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, a good 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 the penis, and also the most sensitive. The glans was bright red, without skin covering it, very slippery, and the tip was slightly thinner, a blunt cone shape with a small opening in the middle, which he said was where his millions of offspring were ejaculated. The rod-shaped base behind the glans was covered with skin, and the entire stiff penis was very thick. Holding it in my palm, I believed it was about two inches thick. I gently lifted it, tenderly stroking the tip of the glans, and he groaned in ecstasy. I thought my vulva could bring him such pleasure, but I worried that my small vagina wouldn't be able to accommodate such a large 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 vulva, and bent and spread my legs. He sat between my legs, looking down at my vulva. 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 it was too sensitive, so I had to press my hand against him again. He said, "Let's officially become husband and wife. Let him enter you, and let me surround his penis with yours, so that he can scatter his millions of offspring deep inside me." I nodded shyly and begged him to be gentle. He took out KY balm and thickly applied it to my vaginal opening and his penis, instructing me to relax. He leaned forward to kiss me and placed his thick, hard penis in my hand. I gently moved the tip of his penis to my vaginal opening, and he leaned forward and asked, "Will you become his wife?" Of course, I was very willing, and I answered him with my actions. I kissed him, and my lower body arched upward, so that the tip of his penis slowly pressed against my vaginal opening. He cooperated with my upward thrusting and gently penetrated me. I felt my vagina was full and swollen, and the vaginal opening and surrounding area were stretched open by the hard tip of his penis. I nervously gripped his penis, but it was covered with KY balm and was very slippery, making it difficult to hold, and it was pushing forward inch by inch. My vaginal opening was full. It was very 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 applied hyaluronic acid cream, so it wouldn't be impossible. I forced the glans to enter my vagina, my brow furrowing involuntarily. He stopped and asked if it hurt a lot 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 penis; I had lost my virginity. He squeezed tissues against my vaginal opening to stop the bleeding, and his gentle care made me forget the pain. I said we could continue. He thickly applied the KY jelly to my vaginal opening and his penis again, his glans covered in it, looking like a shiny, oily rod. He then used his hand to help guide the tip of his glans against my vaginal opening. I tried to relax and let it penetrate. The 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, trying to relax my vaginal opening as much as possible. He slowly pushed in, and finally he said the thickest part of his glans had entered my vaginal opening. I also felt the front of my vagina was very full, squeezed and filled. He leaned down and kissed me again, slowly continuing to push forward inch by inch. The feeling of fullness at the vaginal opening was no longer so uncomfortable, but the inner vagina was slowly stretched open by the tip of his glans. The unexplored inner vagina was slowly being opened up little by little, and then filled by that thick rod. In a narrow opening, my legs and vagina tried to clamp together, resisting further expansion and intrusion, but he held me down, preventing me from moving. His overwhelming force was unstoppable; his penis, having breached my defenses, slowly and deeply penetrated my vagina. In moments, his glistening shaft was fully inserted, reaching the very depths of my body, the tip seemingly touching my heart, causing me to let out a long sigh, joyfully announcing that I had become his wife. My vagina felt full and swollen, and I could feel its slight pulse. Although it lacked the stimulation of an orgasm, it possessed a full and satisfying pleasure. He was my husband now; his treasure was deep within me, expecting me to bring him joy and comfort. The emptiness within my body was filled completely by his treasure; 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 full, satisfying sensation in my lower body. He chuckled 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; "sexual intercourse" would be more appropriate, referring to the interaction between two sexes. He smiled without answering, but his penis suddenly withdrew, and my vagina felt full of that throbbing sensation.The feeling of loss vanished suddenly, leaving me bewildered. I frantically clenched my vaginal opening, unwilling to let it leave. He slowly inserted his penis deep into my vagina again, the thick shaft once more forcing open the inner walls and filling every crevice. I couldn't help but sigh. As he thrust in, his pubic bone pressed against the top of my vulva, slightly tugging at my swollen clitoris, sending a tingling, pleasurable sensation through my lower body. He slowly inserted and then quickly withdrew, repeatedly thrusting his hard penis in and out of my vagina. I finally understood what "making love" meant. Each thrust not only affected me... Deep within my vagina and inner vulva, his thrusts relentlessly pounded against my entire genitals. My body swayed with each stroke, my nipples rubbing against his chest with the rise and fall of my breasts, bringing me immense pleasure. As he thrust deeper, it felt as if he were reaching straight to my heart. Watching him thrust with such fervor, exploring not only the most intimate parts of my body but also venturing into the deepest wellspring of pleasure within me, I felt deeply grateful for his efforts. I hoped he would find pleasure deep within me. My hands could no longer caress his glans to bring him joy; instead, I could only tighten my legs and vagina, hoping the vaginal walls could provide the same, 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 inner vagina was very moist 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 held me tightly, his hips thrusting violently up and down into my vulva, and I could feel his penis constantly rubbing against my inner 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, his entire firm flesh... The penis slid rapidly into my vagina, and I spread my legs and vulva as wide as possible, thrusting it deep inside. His pubic bone pressed tightly against my vulva and clitoris. He seemed to erupt; I felt his swollen, thick penis begin to convulse violently, and his whole body trembled violently. He was ejaculating millions of his offspring, pouring drop by drop into my body, sprinkling deep inside me. 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 inside me 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 it. Its erection was gone, and a little white fluid still oozed from 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 the child needing to nurse, my right hand unconsciously cupped my right breast. He misunderstood and thought 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. The pleasure spread from the nipple to my lower abdomen, causing slight spasms. The feeling of comfort was completely different from orgasm, gentle and very pleasant. I hugged him tightly, letting him be my little baby, and held my breast up so he could continue to suckle. Soon, the little baby fell asleep, but still reluctantly suckling at my nipple. I had no choice but to let him continue suckling, 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 he was sucking from my mouth, and lay down gently with my back to him, but I woke him up. He turned around and hugged me from behind, and I felt something hard pressing against my buttocks. He whispered in my ear that he wanted to do it again, and 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 vulva to prepare, his penis had already pushed forward, penetrating deep inside my vagina, and the feeling of fullness made me cry out. I protested softly, but his kisses on my ear... Zhu, his right hand was already on my breast, caressing it, sending waves of pleasure through me. His hand released my breast and moved downwards to my vulva, pulling apart my labia minora to expose my clitoris, which he then rubbed with his fingers. He thrust in and out of my vagina while rubbing my clitoris, arousing my desire. Before long, I reached orgasm. This orgasm, combined with his thrusting, was completely different from my first. As my vulva and lower abdomen began to spasm, his erect penis was deeply inserted into my vagina, feeling very full and swollen, without the previous emptiness. After my orgasm, he continued... He continued thrusting inside my vagina, prolonging the waves of pleasure after my orgasm. Finally, he erupted again deep inside me. His hands gripped my breasts tightly, my vaginal opening pulled back by his hard penis, pressing against my anus and perineum. The head of his penis slanted deep inside, pressing against the top of my vagina. It convulsed, and I squeezed my legs and vagina together, releasing and contracting in rhythm with his thrusts, allowing him to release his millions of semen 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, my inner vagina... The feeling of fullness 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 held by him. After he fell asleep, his penis softened quickly, the base of which contracted and slowly detached from the vaginal opening, leaving only the larger glans and a small part of the base inside. I didn't want it to leave me completely, so I tightly contracted my vaginal opening, not allowing it to leave. I spent my wedding night in this half-asleep, half-awake state. He slept soundly, his position holding me unchanged. He seemed to have some erotic dreams, because in my half-asleep state, I could feel his penis intermittently hardening and erecting while he slept, the glans inside my vagina swelling and stretching me. I thought he'd have to tell me who the person in my dream was when he woke up. Dawn broke, and he softly asked if I'd 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 become erect, the glans inside my vagina swelling. The feeling of it stretching my vaginal opening was very comfortable, and I relaxed my vaginal opening, knowing that his penis would soon penetrate me again. Then his hand gently stroked my breasts, trying to wake me, but I deliberately continued to pretend to sleep. He stroked my breasts for a while, and I was already very aroused, my lower body becoming wet. He... He began to realize I was faking sleep, so he rubbed my nipples with his fingers. I finally succumbed to the surge of pleasure and began to moan softly. He obediently whispered in my ear that he wanted to make love. I opened my eyes, rolled my eyes at him, and said, "Didn't you already put it in?" 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 vulva apart. When he asked me to change positions, I tightly contracted my vaginal opening, not wanting the glans and tip of my penis to slip out. After changing positions, I lay on my back, and he lay on his side, allowing him to admire my body more fully and caress any part of it. I longed to experience again the full, throbbing pleasure of his enormous penis penetrating deep within my vagina, so I relaxed my vaginal opening, trying to open my vulva as wide as possible. But it only hovered and writhed at the entrance, making me incredibly itchy, yet it wouldn't penetrate deeply, 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 it feels like my glans is being sucked, it's so pleasurable. I wish I could tighten my vaginal opening and suck on his glans again." Ah, I see. So I tightened my vaginal opening violently, and he enjoyed my sucking with ecstasy. He bent down and sucked on my nipple, and gradually, the pleasure of excitement flowed from my breast throughout my body. I felt my lower abdomen and vaginal opening begin to tighten and twitch slightly; I truly longed for it to penetrate deeply. His… His hands freely caressed my armpits, breasts, buttocks, navel, and mons pubis, causing my body to sway excitedly. His fingers then moved to my vulva, which was still holding his glans. The vulva was soaked with vaginal fluid. He stroked my thick labia majora, his fingers rubbing and playing with the two labia and the nearby pubic hair, then pulled apart the two narrow labia minora forced apart by his penis, and freely caressed the vaginal opening, feeling the rhythmic, slight twitching of my vaginal opening when he penetrated me. His mouth left my nipples and kissed my cherry lips. I couldn't help but suckle him frantically. He moved upwards, teasing and rubbing my swollen clitoris. The rubbing motion quickly spread from my vulva to my vagina, then flowed throughout my body, rushing to my central nervous system. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. I knew the orgasm was coming; my lower abdomen and vagina began to twitch violently, even though the vaginal opening was still holding his glans.The head gave me a full, throbbing pleasure, but the deep, throbbing orgasms within my vagina had nothing to rely on, and the climax turned into an empty tremor. Just as I was enjoying the pleasure of the orgasm, yet feeling a slight insufficiency, his penis strode forward, the thick, hard glans quickly spreading open the vaginal walls, rapidly penetrating the throbbing vagina and filling every gap. A pleasurable sensation spread from my vulva throughout my body, filling my vagina and the depths of my inner vagina; his solid penis seemed to reach straight to my heart, penetrating the very depths of 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 groans of ecstasy with each convulsion. 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 in and out of my vagina. Perhaps because he was lying on his side and I was lying on my back, when he pulled out, he pulled my vaginal opening to the right, giving me a feeling of being pried open; when he inserted, he pressed against the vaginal walls, which felt incredibly pleasurable. My vagina was very wet, and he moved with great ease, each thrust lifting my entire vulva. His hands freely caressed my vulva, sometimes parting my labia minora, sometimes stroking my sensitive clitoris, sometimes caressing my swollen vaginal opening. He said he was about to climax, and I smiled and kissed him. He thrust in and out rapidly more than ten times, and I felt his penis suddenly swell, his whole body began to convulse. He thrust his penis deep into my vagina, and I felt the glans pressing against the inner wall of my vagina, rhythmically convulsing. His swollen, firm penis throbbed violently, each thrust pushing it forward as if he wanted to send his offspring into my deepest depths. While cleaning in the toilet, I saw for the first time his offspring, 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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