Marital Sexual Affairs Author: Evil Soul Without Leaves Grass Pomegranate Community Original Novel, Continuously Updated

This is a first attempt at writing, please forgive any rough edges. I often browse the literature section of Caoliu (a Chinese online literature forum), always wanting to write something myself, but my writing skills are limited. After reading fbdemkdon's "Sexual Encounters Between Pre-marital Couples," I couldn't resist anymore. Borrowing from the author's story, I conceived this piece after a long time.
Chapter 1:
I am 30 years old this year, and my wife, Leilei, is the same age as me. We were college classmates, fell in love at the end of college, and then were in a long-distance relationship for 3 years after graduation due to postgraduate entrance exams. My wife is very beautiful, a little chubby, but I like that kind of plumpness; it feels good to have sex with her. Neither of us was a virgin when we got together. I remember it was when we graduated from our fifth year of college. We had both failed our postgraduate entrance exams for the first time and were preparing for a second attempt, so we rented a two-bedroom apartment together.
My male instincts told me that something might happen, but I also deceived myself by thinking that we were just buddies and nothing would happen. It seems that on the third or second day after we moved in, we slept together. I knew that Leilei had a boyfriend before, and she usually hung out with us quite a bit, so it was expected that it wasn't her first time. But I don't mind, or rather, I like it more anyway.
Maybe it's because it's the first time that affects everyone. In college, I had three girlfriends. The first one only lasted a month before breaking up. She was too naive; we only kissed and touched each other on the upper body, and she absolutely wouldn't let me touch her lower body. Later, I felt it wasn't suitable, so we broke up. My second girlfriend, Zhao Xiaohan, was a stunner, a real pro, very experienced. She was my sex mentor, and I was constantly being "trained" by her. She showed me the beauty of a woman's wantonness. That was my first time, ruthlessly taken by my second girlfriend, and she even said, "I can't believe you're a virgin." I don't remember how I felt at the time, but it was very complicated. The scene was that we were making out on the top floor of the teaching building, a place where few people went. She aroused me to the point of burning with desire, and the atmosphere was just right. This young lad was looking forward to his first time, ready to get down to business, when she whispered in my ear, "Linzi, I'm not a virgin anymore. Do you mind?"
I still vividly remember the feelings I had at that time—bitter and heartbreaking. My girlfriend was so sexy and alluring, her eyes burning with desire. Yet, this same girlfriend had been pinned down, kissed, and caressed by another man, who had even penetrated her vagina with his thick, dark penis. A perfect ink painting had been wantonly defaced. A beautiful rose had been trampled upon at will. You gave it to me, a flower lover, and I was heartbroken and helpless. At that time,
I was facing my first opportunity to lose my virginity in 20 years, and my lust was overwhelming. Even if she told me she wasn't a virgin, or even if she said she was a man who had undergone gender reassignment surgery, I doubt my answer would have changed. After all, the desires of a virgin are unimaginable. After a 0.01-second pause, I gently embraced her, kissed her forehead, and whispered in her ear, "Silly girl..." "Hey, what era are we living in? I don't care about any of that. I love everything about you." After a deep, lingering gaze, we resumed our passionate French kiss. Whether she believed me or not, she was a compliant participant—or rather, a guide. And so, in that dimly lit hallway of the school building, I completed my transformation from boy to man.
Looking back, in that situation, when she asked me that question, it seems she didn't give me a choice at all. A man basically wouldn't have a second answer. My first time was incredibly embarrassing; to describe it in one sentence: "I barely ejaculated." While I was filled with shame, she exclaimed with surprise, "You're still a virgin? I've hit the jackpot!" I...
Before losing my virginity, although I sometimes watched porn and masturbated, it wasn't frequent. But after the first time, it was as if a seal on my body was broken, and my mind was filled with Xiaoqing's body. I thought about her beautiful face, her charming smile, her fair and firm breasts, the warm passage between her legs, and her sparse pubic hair. The
next day, we couldn't resist going to a hotel across from the school and getting a room. It was my first time being open, and I was incredibly nervous, especially afraid of running into acquaintances. Back then, I was naive and didn't think about going to a... A hotel a bit further away. I remember checking in around noon. We took a shower first, and then we started making love. That was the peak of my life. We went on until about 5 pm, and I ejaculated seven times, as if I had released all the pent-up desire of the past 20 years. Later, when I was making love again, my penis went soft before I even ejaculated, and I was quite scared. Then we reluctantly checked out, had some food, and went back to our dorm. I think I got back to the dorm a little before 7 pm. I lay down on the bed and fell asleep. I woke up around 10 pm, rubbed my eyes, and fell asleep again until dawn the next day.

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