First Girlfriend 1

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This happened when I was in my second year of high school. There was a very pretty girl in my class who sat in front of me. Every evening after self-study, we walked home together, and I would walk her to the entrance of her village before going back. Over time, we developed feelings for each other and became a couple. However, we were very conservative back then, and it took us about six months to go from holding hands to hugging and kissing when we parted. But we were already very satisfied. We never thought about taking anything further. The first time we had sex felt quite sudden. One night, I was walking her to the entrance of her village again, and she suddenly broke up with me. I grabbed her and wouldn't let her leave, trying to find out why. Then someone came from afar, and she came with me to my house. We found a secluded place and talked until late. After we made sure we wouldn't break up, I was about to walk her home when she suddenly asked me if I wanted to touch her private parts. My heart almost jumped out of my chest. She was lying on the grass with her eyes closed. It was summer, and she was wearing a skirt, so it was easy for me to touch her. It was the first time I had ever touched a girl's private parts. It felt soft and wet, and naturally, I got an erection. She asked me, "Do you like it?" I said, "Yes." She then asked, "Do you want it?" I said, "Yes!" Then I pressed myself against her. The first time was quick; I ejaculated after only three thrusts. But it felt very good, and the aftertaste was unforgettable.
After our first time together, I took her home to meet my parents the next day. My parents liked her very much. For a while afterward, she used various excuses not to go home and would come to my place at night. We lived like a young married couple. But gradually, I noticed something was wrong. For example, every time she went home at night and didn't come to my place, I would often find red marks on her neck when I picked her up from school the next morning. She seemed unwell, as if she hadn't rested well. When asked, she always said she had too much housework and stayed up too late. Then one Saturday, she was supposed to have tutoring, but the teacher had to leave after only half the class, so of course I took her home. We went straight to bed, but she seemed a little reluctant. Eventually, I gave in. Since her parents weren't home, we played a bit more freely. After kissing her from top to bottom, I kissed her down her stomach, but she covered her bottom with her hand, trying to stop me. However, as soon as I got close, I noticed a smell—the peculiar smell of what we had done the night before without washing. Something felt off, so I secretly checked her underwear and confirmed it was her. I don't know how it happened, but I felt inexplicably excited. Instead of immediately ejaculating, I penetrated her. Once inside, my feelings were complicated, but I felt incredibly sensitive down there, as if I could feel every inch of her skin. After a while, I looked down and saw many tiny white bubbles forming at our point of contact. This only happens when there's semen inside. The shame I felt made it impossible for me to ejaculate. Normally it takes about 20 minutes, but that time it took almost an hour. She moaned and begged for mercy for the first time before I finally ejaculated.
After ejaculating, I calmed down and lay next to her, my mind completely blank. At that time, I was still quite conservative and had never been exposed to sex before. She had some rather open-minded thoughts about sex and threesomes. She calmed down and slowly climbed into my arms, saying she wasn't a good woman. She asked if I still wanted her. I was curious; what kind of man could make her like this, secretly having that kind of thing with someone else behind my back? I asked her who that man was. She looked at me, then continued to lie in my arms without saying a word. I felt disgusted by her leaning against me, and was about to push her away when I felt something wet in my arms. I gently lifted her face; it was already covered in tears. Seeing her like this, my heart softened instantly; after all, she was someone I had truly loved. I comforted her for a long time before she calmed down. She slowly... She said something that shocked me: she said she was forced by that man! I jumped up immediately and told her, "Who dares force you like this? I'll go kill him!" She shook her head and said no, that man knew about our relationship and also knew her family was very strict. If she didn't agree to his demands and have sex with him, he would tell her parents, and then we couldn't be together. I was stunned. I didn't care, but what if her parents found out? What would they do to her?
After calming down, she slowly told me what had happened. It turned out that it was a 49-year-old man from out of town who was taking a taxi; he lived just 3 meters from her house. She rented a room about 0 meters away and lived alone. She worked at a construction site near her village, where her father also worked; they were coworkers. So he knew quite a bit about her family. After get off work, the man had nothing to do. One evening, on his way back from a walk, he saw my girlfriend and me kissing at the village entrance. He secretly hid and watched. We kissed for about ten minutes before reluctantly parting ways to go home. The man quickly followed my girlfriend from behind. Seeing that I was far away but my girlfriend hadn't entered the village yet, he hugged her from behind. My girlfriend initially thought it was me and didn't resist. The man then kissed her neck from behind. A moment later, the girlfriend turned around and saw it was an older man. Just as she was about to scream, the man suddenly covered her mouth, telling her not to shout or he would tell her parents what he had just seen. The girlfriend quieted down. Seeing that she was stunned, he said, "Let me kiss you too, and I promise I won't tell anyone." He then kissed her lips. The girlfriend said she felt very conflicted at the time—angry and scared—just hoping he would finish quickly and leave her alone. Thankfully, someone approached from a distance shortly after, and the man, feeling guilty, released her and ran away. The girlfriend went home anxiously. She didn't sleep well all night and felt groggy the next day, torn between telling him and her mother. She struggled with this decision. I eventually gave up, thinking nothing had really happened, and I'd look down on her if she told me. That evening, I took her home again. As we approached her village, I hugged and kissed her reluctantly. She tried to forget the previous day's unpleasantness and responded affectionately. After I left, as she walked home, the man emerged from a corner and blocked her way. She was startled at first, but quickly calmed down, realizing what he wanted. The man hugged her for a while, then started kissing her, his hands sliding down her back and touching her buttocks. My girlfriend stood there helplessly, letting him kiss and touch her. Thankfully, someone came a few minutes later. The man let her go and left. When my girlfriend got home and went to sleep, she found herself wet down there. Lying in bed with her eyes closed, she could still feel the man kissing her and touching her body. (At that time, I didn't understand anything; when I hugged and kissed her, my hands were very well-behaved.) From the initial worry, fear, and anger of being molested, to the second time, it seemed like a fire was igniting within her.

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