Recalling premarital sexual history 4

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It's been a while since I've visited the website. I have some free time today, so I'll say a few more words. This happened after the Mid-Autumn Festival in 2006. I had been on several blind dates but hadn't gotten married. My family didn't want me to marry someone from far away, so after the Mid-Autumn Festival, I quit my job and went home for another blind date. This time, the person I met was my current husband. My family met him first, and they only asked me to go on the blind date because they thought he was suitable. The first time I met my husband was when my family took me directly to his house for the blind date. It was like going to see his family. That day, we just went to see each other, had tea, and chatted. Later, I went home. Because we exchanged phone numbers, we chatted via text message for the next two days. He kept asking me to go out. After two or three days, I asked him to come pick me up. Actually, there wasn't much to do in the rural town. We just wandered around. My family knew he came to my house to pick me up that day, so I spent the night at his house. Because I had been with two other men before, that night... Without exception, we slept together. However, unlike the previous two, he didn't have condoms at home; he just penetrated me directly. During intercourse, he pulled out and ejaculated onto my stomach. After we finished and cleaned up, we didn't talk. His first question was, "This isn't your first time, is it?" I didn't lie to him; that night, I truthfully told him no. I said, "If you care, then forget it." We chatted for a long time before falling asleep. The next morning, I woke up first. I don't know why, but having a man beside me made me quite want it, but I resisted. As I was getting up, I turned and moved a few times. He woke up and said, "You're up so early?" Actually, it wasn't early, so I turned back and replied. Then he touched me, first my breasts and then down below. I went along with him, and we did it again, this time ejaculating onto my stomach. After cleaning up, we got up. After breakfast, it was around 11 am. I told him I was going home, and he took me home. Since I'd told him about what happened with him, he only sent me occasional text messages for a few days after he brought me back. My family probably noticed something was up and asked me what was going on over there. I couldn't explain. I stayed home for a while longer, still only exchanging occasional texts. Since there was no resolution over there, and I was back, I had more and more people around, and the blind dates continued. So, I went on two more blind dates. Because of what I'd experienced before, the other two were no exception. However, the latter two were during the day; they would say they wanted to take me out, and I ended up being taken advantage of several times. Actually, I did want to, but I never spent the night out. Although my husband hadn't made a decision yet, we kept texting each other. Then one day in December of the lunar calendar, he made a decision, saying I should spend the New Year at his home, or else... My family said it was up to me, and they had no objections. He said we could get our marriage certificate at any time if we wanted, and I said if you didn't care, I'd agree. Before getting the certificate, I went home with him and spent the night together. Naturally, we both wanted to. But this time, before we made love, I asked him, "I've been with other women before, it's not my first time with you, why are you willing to marry me?" He said he could accept it as long as I hadn't been pregnant with other women or had an abortion. I said no, everyone used condoms and I hadn't taken birth control pills. He said he could accept that, so there was nothing more to say. This time, we talked while we made love. I asked him, "There are many women, you might even meet a virgin." He said it wasn't his first time with me either. In today's society, is it so easy for someone in their twenties to find a virgin? It's very rare. I asked why he wanted to marry me. He said that he heard my moans the first time, and that my moans weren't loud but very captivating. He wanted me to moan in his ear. That's how it happened, and that's how he became my husband.

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