She became her boyfriend's friend's woman

My first time. Before I was 22, I had no idea where babies came from, I didn't know the vagina was for sex, and I didn't know that "ml" meant the man inserting his penis into the woman's vagina. I was really ignorant. It wasn't until my sophomore year of college, after being enlightened by a friend, that I learned that men and women did that. Then I became very curious, wanting to know what it felt like, wanting to experience what an orgasm was. However, I was a conservative girl with strict upbringing. My first boyfriend in college, after three months of dating, we only held hands and never kissed. This naive girl gave her virginity to her boyfriend's friend.

My boyfriend was very outstanding; when I met him, he had already been sent abroad to study. Before leaving, he entrusted me to his friend, a childhood friend who lived near my school. This boy was very student-like, had never had a girlfriend, and was very friendly to me. After my boyfriend left, our long-distance relationship took a downturn. We argued, and Yueyang called constantly, causing our phone bills to skyrocket. When my boyfriend was at a loss with my willfulness and unreasonable behavior, his friend would always appear out of nowhere, comforting me, guiding me, and mediating between us. One day in late September, I formally broke up with my boyfriend over the phone, and then his friend reappeared. He listened to my tearless accusations, then picked me up and comforted me. He then took me to his dorm room, a simple rented room. I was about to leave after a short while when he confessed his feelings. Actually, he had liked me for a long time, but couldn't pursue me because I was his friend's girlfriend. I was stunned. Then we started chatting. That night, he didn't touch me; we were very friendly. At dawn, we were both exhausted, so we lay down together fully clothed. Heaven knows what happened, my hand was on his body. He probably thought I was hinting at something, and he started kissing me passionately, panting heavily. Before I could even get up, he ripped off my only outer garment, exposing my body. Because I hadn't slept all night, I was exhausted and powerless, but he still kissed me so forcefully, from my lips to my breasts. Having never had sex before, I half-heartedly resisted, filled with curiosity and fear. Seeing a man's genitals for the first time, I instantly sobered up and desperately tried to run away. But what normal hunter would let go of their prey? He pinned me down, and I felt something hard groping between my legs. His hands rubbed my body, and I felt dizzy, my face burning. Without realizing it, I responded to him. He gently probed me, then said, "You're still a virgin! I can't hurt you!" Then he suddenly got up and put on his clothes, but then I noticed my lower body was wet and had a faint red stain! I asked, "What happened?" He looked and was suddenly shocked! "Your hymen is so thin! It's broken!!" At that moment, I understood; I was no longer a virgin. I cried, and he cried too, seemingly even more heartbroken than me. I fainted twice. He bought me some food, watched me eat, then smoked and said, "Let's talk." The main point of the conversation was that he wanted me to be his girlfriend, or give him money as compensation. I had no choice and silently left. This was all my own fault; I didn't like him, and I still slept with him—it was my own fault.

But from then on, he called me at least three times a day, waited for me at my school every day, and apologized every day, begging for my forgiveness. Six months later, I tacitly agreed to be his girlfriend. Then we started having passionate sex every day. He was amazing; he always brought me to ecstasy. I gradually fell in love with him and with our sex life. The suspicious thing was, I never got pregnant. He even took me to the hospital for a checkup; I wasn't sick, and he was normal too. We never used condoms and tried almost every position: oral sex, 69, doggy style, bondage, and so on. By then, I was working, had met his family, and we were discussing marriage. He had a doctorate, came from a wealthy family, earned 300,000 yuan a year, was very good to my family, and was especially doting on me. So, everyone tacitly accepted our relationship. Looking back, our love at that time seems absurd. I was also very satisfied with the pleasure he gave me. Every time we made love, he would shout how wanton I was, how I aroused his desire. Our sex was everywhere. Toilets, kitchens, stairwells, construction sites, the wilderness, bathrooms—the most thrilling time was at a train track junction. It was past midnight, everyone was asleep, and we spent some time cuddling at the junction, but it wasn't enough. So he started kneeling down and giving me oral sex, then doggy style. I had a mirror reflecting our bodies, and we had to be careful of passengers passing by. That time it lasted twenty minutes. After he ejaculated, I said it wasn't enough, so we went to the toilet and did it for another half hour. My sex drive is very strong; he always joked that most men couldn't handle me, and always said he was lucky to have such a good wife…

What I want to say is that my boyfriend soon developed uremia and died six months later. This was a huge blow to me, and I quit my job and came to Beijing. I won't mention anything about the past, and I don't want to cry here anymore. Perhaps God wasn't satisfied with our relationship to begin with, which is why he took his life just when I had already forgiven him.

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