My girlfriend forced me to lose my virginity to a prostitute (Author: Unknown)

When I was in school, I liked a girl. We dated for two years, and I wanted to make our relationship official.

I felt that such a good girl was rare, and I wanted to marry her someday.

During our relationship, we only held hands and kissed, but there was no other physical contact. I felt she was very pure and didn't want to hurt her, although I had impulsive moments, especially when I kissed her; she told me not to, so I didn't dare to move.

Oh, and I also touched her breasts. After begging her for a long time, she finally softened and agreed. Her breasts were very full, and when I touched them, I couldn't help but get wet. I really liked her; I missed her terribly if I didn't see her for a day.

I also wondered if she really loved me. Why didn't she give me her all? I truly loved her.

I wanted to give her everything. I know my impulsiveness was wrong, but it was truly because I loved her that I did this.

I would only do this to one woman, and it will always be this way.

When I asked her for an answer, her words shocked me. I had never thought about this question before, and I couldn't believe it was true. At first, I thought she was testing me. She told me she wasn't a virgin anymore, that she had a boyfriend before me. But she knew I was a virgin, and that it wasn't fair to me, so she couldn't accept my love. She was grateful for the happiness I'd brought her over the past two years, and she felt content.

Seeing her expression, I realized she wasn't joking, and I felt terrible. I don't have a strong virginity complex, but it always makes me uncomfortable; maybe all men are like that. Perhaps it would be easier if I weren't a virgin. But I truly love her, and I shouldn't care about her past. I love her now and for the future.

She said she was grateful, but it was a practical matter. She said she wouldn't marry me unless I wasn't a virgin.

I said she could make me a non-virgin. She said it couldn't be her, otherwise we'd have conflicts in the future, I'd feel cheated, and we'd argue about old things. She said she said this because she loved me. She made me understand her thinking.

I thought it was absurd, but that's what happened to me. Her attitude was firm: I wouldn't marry her unless I lost my virginity to another woman.

After hearing her words, I started to worry about our future. Maybe now, since I'm pursuing her, I don't care that she's not a virgin. But when I win her over, my feelings might become unbalanced, as she said. Although she hasn't hidden it from me, she can't possibly tell me the details of losing my virginity. Wouldn't I be curious? Wouldn't I feel like I'm being taken advantage of?

For the sake of our longer-lasting relationship, maybe I should do as she says. How can I lose my virginity while ensuring I don't fall in love with this woman, and then go back to her? That way, she won't feel like she owes me anything, and we'll be even.

I decided to find a prostitute. My reasoning was that I didn't want to hurt anyone, and I didn't want to fall in love easily; it was just a transaction. I started searching the city's entertainment venues, hoping to find a suitable prostitute to take my virginity. For some reason, I looked at many but couldn't find one I liked. I kept comparing her to other prostitutes, and none of them could compare. Because I loved her, I couldn't do things with someone I didn't love. I felt conflicted and wanted to give up, but I really couldn't bear to. Actually

, I could lie to her and say that my body had been taken by a prostitute, because she couldn't easily determine if I was a virgin. But my thoughts didn't escape her notice. Her attitude was firm: if I was a virgin, she wouldn't marry me. I really didn't want to lose her, nor did I want to give her up because of this. I knew she was doing it for my own good, for my psychological balance, willingly giving up my virginity to another woman.

I thought she was so noble; is there such a thing as greatness in this world? Being a virgin wasn't my fault . It wasn't her fault that I wasn't a virgin, so why should I be forced to make a mistake when two innocent people are together? I feel that love can be cruel, making me act against my conscience, even in matters of the heart.

When she saw that my efforts were ineffective, she started introducing me to girls—all very pretty and lively. She said these girls were open to sex and that I could easily seduce them with a little effort. I didn't understand her good intentions. She could take my virginity too; why let other girls do it?

I really had no choice. I steeled myself; for love, I had to make a sacrifice. Actually, it was the most tempting sacrifice. Because I had no sexual experience, I was still a little nervous. She even told me what to do, how to unbutton a girl's clothes.

I agreed to have sex with other girls, but I still wanted to give her my virginity. She was touched but still refused. When I forcibly undressed her and tried to enter her, she said firmly, "If we do it, we'll break up." I had to stop. I knew she didn't want my virginity. Maybe she wanted it too, but she thought it was wrong.

She finally told me some hidden truths. She said her best friend was in the same situation as her; a non-virgin woman won't be happy with a virgin man. Men may not say it, but they still care. They may not say it now, but they'll care later. She saw through men, and she thought I was that kind of man too.

I didn't touch the girl she recommended. I thought if the girl who took my virginity was her friend, it would hurt her. I still used a prostitute's body to complete the task she gave me. I was going all out.

I remember that day, I drank a lot of baijiu in front of her, while she couldn't hold her liquor and only drank a little.

She told me to drink less, that it would be bad for my health. I told her that I was going to fulfill my promise today, that I was going to find a prostitute to take my virginity. She said I was like a limp rag after drinking, could I really do it? I said, why not? I deliberately pulled down my pants, saying I was hard, that wouldn't work. She said she didn't mean it that way, she trusted my abilities, and she was afraid the prostitute would overcharge me.

She said 300 yuan was enough to prevent the prostitute from extorting me. Fueled by alcohol, I rambled on, my words unrestrained. I noticed a flicker of displeasure in her eyes, but I couldn't care less; I was carrying out my plan. I yelled at her, "I'm going to have sex with prostitutes, what am I afraid of? Don't think I'm a virgin and can't have sex. I just don't want to. Men are naturally good at having sex with women. I'm going to bring 1000 yuan." She asked why I was bringing so much money. I whispered in her ear, letting out a lewd laugh that disgusted her, "I want to find a high-class prostitute, or maybe I'll find two at the same time." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her freeze after hearing my words. Why do men become like this when they drink?

Actually, I wasn't drunk. I have a high tolerance for alcohol; some spirits can't handle me. I was faking it. I had already thought it through. I wouldn't regret it. I didn't care that she wasn't a virgin because I truly loved her. I really couldn't have sex with another woman without love. I didn't think prostitutes were dirty or that any man could sleep with them; it's just that I didn't develop any feelings for them.

I said goodbye to her, but returned five minutes later to her place. I pretended to be confused and knocked on her door. As soon as I entered, I started undressing her, my movements quite rough. I had drunk quite a bit, but my mind was clear. I made her think I was treating her like a prostitute. As I undressed her, I said, "I'm not refusing to pay. Aren't prostitutes for people to play with?" I threw 1000 yuan on the floor and pretended to be fierce, saying, "I want to do it twice." She was no match for me, and she gave up resisting. That night, I raped her twice. I was very happy; I had finally given her my virginity. I knew my movements were clumsy; I tried several times but couldn't find the right spot. Afraid of hurting her, I became gentler. She cooperated with me.

I'm a novice, after all. I watched her eyes close, but tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. I didn't know what kind of tears they were; maybe she was in pain, but if I told her the truth, they would probably be tears of emotion.

We did it twice, taking over an hour. Last night, I was about to leave, but she grabbed my hand, begging me not to go. I knew she was doing it for my own good, for my health; I needed to rest. But to avoid giving myself away, I pushed her hand away, saying, "Okay, thank you for taking my virginity. I need to go report to my girlfriend now." I even deliberately joked with her, "Nice figure, but my girlfriend has an even better figure, prettier than you."
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