[A virgin's recollection of her wedding night]

Although promiscuity is rampant these days, I still remain a virgin, waiting to

give myself to my husband on our wedding night. I've known him since childhood; we were classmates from elementary to middle school. In university, he

majored in medicine, while I majored in literature. Since middle school, we've 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 our wedding night, which made me both surprised and

worried. 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 worried

that he wouldn't cherish me, and that 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 underwear, 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

caressing 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 gently stroked 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. My whole body felt paralyzed. Waves of pleasure

surged 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, easily eight inches long.

When we kissed before, I only felt its hardness through our clothes, never realizing it was 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, the thickest and hardest part of the penis, and also the most

sensitive. The glans was bright red, without skin covering it, very slippery, with a slightly thinner, blunt-tipped

cone shape and a small opening in the middle, which he said was where his millions of offspring were ejaculated.

The shaft-like base was covered with skin, and the entire stiff penis was very thick. Holding it in my palm, I

believed it was 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 huge 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 I was too sensitive,

so I had to press my hand against him again. He said: "Let us officially become husband and wife. Let him enter you. I want you to surround his

penis , let him sprinkle his millions of offspring deep inside me." I nodded shyly, begging him

to be gentle with me. He took out some KY jelly, applied it thickly to my vaginal opening and his penis, and told me to relax.

He leaned forward and kissed me, placing his large, hard penis in my hand. I gently

moved my vaginal opening, and he leaned forward, pressing against it, and asked: "Will you be my wife?" I was more than willing, and

answered him with my actions. I kissed him, arching my back, letting his penis slowly press against my vaginal opening. He cooperated with my

upward thrusts, gently penetrating me. I felt my vagina fill with a feeling of fullness, the vaginal opening and surrounding area stretched open by

the hard tip of his penis. I nervously gripped his penis, but it was covered in KY jelly, very slippery,

and I couldn't hold it, as it was slowly pushing forward. My vaginal opening felt very full, and a little 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 both been

covered in KY jelly, so it wouldn't be impossible. I struggled to let his penis penetrate my vagina, my brow furrowing involuntarily

. He stopped and asked if it hurt, 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, noticing a few drops of blood on the tip.

I had lost my virginity, my vulva stained with blood. He used a tissue to stop the bleeding, his gentle

care making me forget the pain.

I said we could continue. He thickly applied kinase cream to my vagina and his penis,

his shaft glistening with it like a shiny, oily rod. He then used his hand to help guide the tip of his penis against my vagina...

At the entrance, I tried to relax, letting it penetrate. The opening and surrounding area were stretched open again by the hard tip of his penis, burning and

uncomfortable, but the previous pain was gone. I took a deep breath, trying to relax my vaginal opening as he

slowly he said the thickest part of his penis had entered my vaginal opening, and I felt the tip 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 was no longer too uncomfortable, but the inner vagina was slowly stretched open by the tip of his penis. The unexplored inner vagina

was slowly being opened up little by little, and then filled with that thick penis. My legs and vagina

wanted to squeeze together, resisting the continued opening and penetration, but I was pressed down by his body and could not move.

The momentum was unstoppable. His penis, having breached my defenses, slowly and deeply penetrated

my vagina . In no time, the entire glistening shaft was fully inserted, reaching the depths of my body.

The tip seemed to touch my heart, causing me to let out a long sigh, joyfully announcing that I had become his wife.

My vagina was filled with a feeling of fullness, and I could feel its slight pulse. Although it lacked

the stimulation , it had a full and satisfying pleasure. He was my husband now, his treasure deep within me,

expecting me to bring him joy and comfort. The emptiness within my body was filled with his treasure, everything

was his, and I was willing to welcome his entry at any time.

I held him tightly, enjoying his kisses, his embrace, his pressure, and the full and satisfying pleasure in my lower body.

He asked with a smile 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, and "sexual intercourse" would be more appropriate, referring to the interaction between two sexes. He smiled without answering, then

suddenly withdrew his penis. The feeling of fullness and distension in my vagina vanished just as quickly. I was bewildered and frantically clenched my vaginal opening,

unwilling to let it go. He slowly inserted his penis deep into my vagina again, the thick shaft once more forcing its way through the 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 my vagina and the depths of my vagina but also

impacted my nipples

rubbing against his chest with the up-and-down movement of my breasts, giving me immense pleasure. When he thrust in as deeply as possible, it felt as if he were reaching straight to my

heart. Watching him thrust so passionately,

exploring the deepest wellspring of pleasure within me, I felt deeply grateful for his efforts. I hoped he could find

pleasure deep within me. My hands could no longer caress his penis to bring him joy; I could only tighten my legs and vagina, hoping

the vaginal walls could provide endless pleasure for him.

He said that because it was my first time, my vagina was very tight and I didn't need to tighten it deliberately, otherwise it would make his thrusting

difficult. He said my inner vagina was moist and warm, which already made him very comfortable, and he jokingly said he hoped to stay inside me tonight

. He then asked if I was uncomfortable, that he might be close to 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 felt his penis constantly rubbing against my inner vagina, the burning, full feeling even more intense than before. After

more than fifty frantic thrusts, he whispered in my ear that he was about to ejaculate. He stopped thrusting and instead quickly inserted his entire

hard penis into my vagina. I spread my legs and vulva as wide as possible, allowing his penis

to penetrate as deep as possible. 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 into my vagina. 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 within my body for the next few days, searching for my

eggs.

His penis seemed to soften. The feeling of fullness in my vagina slowly subsided, and he slowly withdrew his penis

. Its erection had disappeared, and a small amount of white fluid remained—I thought this was semen.

I am so grateful to it. This thing, for the first time, entered the depths of my body, bringing me endless pleasure and

officially changing my identity, making me his wife. In the years to come, it will continue to thrust and impact

the depths of my body, bringing me endless pleasure, and also bringing us two little children. When I thought of the baby 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. Pleasure spread from the nipple to my lower abdomen, causing slight

spasms. The comfortable feeling was completely different from orgasm, gentle and very pleasant. I hugged him tightly, letting

him be my little baby, and lifted my breasts so he could continue to suckle. Soon, the little baby fell asleep, but still reluctant

to let go of my nipple. I had no choice but to let him continue, and I held him as I fell asleep.

At midnight, I had many erotic dreams, and my lower body was wet. I gently pulled the nipple out of his mouth, turned my back to him, and

gently lay down, 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 a word, he

pressed his penis against my vaginal opening, thrust forward, and inserted his penis 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 lips kissed my earlobe, and his right hand was already on my breast,

stroking it , giving me waves of pleasure. His hand released my breast and moved down to my vulva,

pulling apart the upper part of my labia minora to expose my clitoris, and rubbing it with his fingers. He thrust in and out of my vagina while rubbing

my clitoris , making my desire rise. Before long, I reached orgasm. This orgasm, combined with his

thrusting, was completely different from the first one. As my vulva and lower abdomen began to convulse, his hard

penis was deeply inserted into my vagina, very full and swollen, without the previous feeling of emptiness. My climax

After ejaculating, he continued thrusting inside my vagina, prolonging the waves of pleasure following his orgasm. Finally, he

erupted again deep inside me, his hands gripping my breasts tightly, my vaginal opening pulled back by his hard penis,

pressing his penis thrust diagonally 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 offspring 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 the vaginal fluid. The feeling of fullness inside my vagina disappeared, but my vagina

was still occupied by his softened penis, the inner walls 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 distinct; although the feeling of fullness was gone,

it was still stretched open and containing it. After he fell asleep, his penis softened quickly, the base contracting and slowly

withdrawing from the vaginal opening, leaving only the thicker shaft and a small portion of the base inside. I didn't want it

to leave , so I tightly closed my vaginal opening, refusing to let it go. I spent our

wedding night in this half-asleep, half-awake state.

He slept soundly, his position holding me unchanged, and seemed to have some erotic dreams, because in my

half-awake state I could feel his penis intermittently hardening and erecting while he slept, the glans inside my vagina swelling and

supporting me. I thought that when he woke up, he would definitely tell me who the person in his dream was. At dawn, he softly asked

if had slept well, but I pretended to be asleep and didn't answer. Although my eyes were closed, I could feel him lying 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 erect, the glans inside my vagina

swelling. The feeling of his penis stretching my vaginal opening felt wonderful, so I relaxed it, knowing

his penis would soon return to my depths. He gently stroked my breasts, trying to wake me,

but I stubbornly continued to feign sleep. He stroked my breasts for a while, and I became very aroused, my lower body becoming

wet. He began to realize I was just pretending, so he rubbed my nipples with his fingers. Finally, I couldn't resist

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, glared at him, and said, "Didn't you already go

in?" He smiled and leaned down from behind to kiss the corner of my mouth, lifting my right leg 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, my left leg pushed to the left by his foot,

and my right leg bent and placed on his waist, thus parting my vulva. When he asked me to change positions, I tightly contracted

my vaginal opening, not wanting my penis and the tip to slip out. After changing positions, I lay on my back while he lay on his side,

allowing him to better admire my body and caress any part of it.

I longed to experience the full, throbbing pleasure of his large penis penetrating deep inside me again, so I relaxed my vaginal opening, trying

to open my vulva as wide as possible. However, it only hovered and writhed at the vaginal opening, making me feel very itchy, but it didn't

go all the way in, 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 my glans feels like it's being sucked by a mouth, it feels so good. I hope I

can tighten my vaginal opening and suck on his penis again." So that's it. I tightened my vaginal opening violently, and

he enjoyed my sucking with ecstasy. He bent down and sucked on my nipple, and gradually, the excited pleasure flowed from my breasts throughout

my body. I felt my lower abdomen and vaginal opening begin to tighten and twitch slightly; I truly longed for it to go all the way

in. His hands freely caressed my armpits, breasts, buttocks, navel, and mons pubis, causing my body to sway with

excitement . His fingers then moved to my vulva, which was still wet with his penis; the flowing vaginal fluid soaked the entire area.

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 where his penis was inserted, using

his fingers to feel the rhythmic, slight twitching of my vaginal opening when I was aroused. His mouth left my nipples and

kissed my cherry lips; I couldn't help but suck on him frantically. He moved upwards, teasing my already swollen clitoris.

His fingers gently rubbed the point where the two labia minora met, and I sighed as if my whole body was being electrocuted. He gently pushed upwards at the junction of the labia majora with

his thumb , exposing the clitoris. Then, he

gently rubbed the clitoris with his middle finger. My whole body tensed, and the pleasure spread rapidly from my vulva

to my vagina with the rubbing of the clitoris, flowing throughout my body and surging to my central nervous system. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. I knew my orgasm

was coming. My lower abdomen and vagina began to spasm violently. Although the contractions at the vaginal opening gave me

a full and satisfying feeling from his penis, the orgasmic contractions deep inside my vagina had nothing to rely on, and the orgasm suddenly turned into an empty

tremor. Just as I was enjoying the pleasure of the orgasm but also feeling a slight insufficiency, his penis strode forward

, the thick, hard tip quickly spreading open the vaginal walls and rapidly penetrating the convulsing vagina

, filling every gap. A pleasurable sensation spread from my vulva throughout my body, filling my vagina and

the depths of my vagina. His solid penis seemed to reach straight to my heart, penetrating the 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 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 every part of my vulva, sometimes lifting 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, and he pushed his penis to its limit.

He thrust forcefully deep into my vagina, his penis rhythmically convulsing against the inner walls, his

swollen, firm shaft throbbing violently. With each contraction, he pushed his engorged member forward,

as if trying to send his seed deep into my womb.

While cleaning in the toilet, I saw for the first time his seed, again and again, seeping from my vaginal opening, a white, porridge-like

fluid moistening my entire vulva. I truly didn't want to wash it away.

I longed to see him ejaculate.

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