Her secret

I met my current wife on my first day of university. She was my senior, there to greet the new students. I fell in love with her the moment I saw her because she seemed so understanding. I was feeling down at the time because I could have gone to a better university, but I hadn't applied. So I was unhappy going to university. She said my depression made her want to help me. I remember university started in September, and we got together in October during the National Day holiday. I was the first among my classmates to start dating. I was eager to be in a relationship, partly because of sex. After we became a couple, I took her to a hotel the next day. It happened to be my birthday.
At that time, I already had sexual experience and thought I understood women well enough to easily win her over.
But in the hotel room, she absolutely refused to go anywhere, and she wouldn't even take her pants off. She also insisted on not staying out overnight, probably because she was afraid I would force myself on her while she was asleep. We didn't succeed the first time. I respected her at the time, thinking she might still be a virgin.
Later, things gradually changed. Except for penetration, we could touch and kiss. At that time, I played online games and neglected my studies, renting a place outside. She was very kind to me, often bringing me food and giving me oral sex, but I couldn't penetrate her. This continued for two months.
After two months, we had reached a point of no return. Finally, one day, when we were playing as usual, I bent down and spread her thighs, parting the thick pubic hair that covered her, revealing her thick labia majora and thin labia minora. I first used my right hand to knead her clitoris, which was the size of a grain of rice, and stroked the surrounding thick, dark pubic hair. My fingers stroked up and down along the tender red flesh, and a tingling pleasure stimulated her between her thighs. Wet, sticky fluid covered my fingers.
"No...don't...you...you...take your hands out!" She involuntarily convulsed with pleasure, her hands gripping the bedsheets, her body trembling, both shy and excited, with an indescribable sense of pleasure. I was certain she was a virgin. I was so excited. I liked her, and she was a virgin. Sooner or later, I would have her, so I should act quickly.
She was teased by me, her eyes closed, moaning shyly. Taking advantage of her inattention, I pressed my penis against her wet vaginal opening and thrust it in gently, knowing that if she noticed, I'd just go in all at once. She was so wet; I'd comfort her after I was inside.
I inserted it smoothly, without her crying out in pain. Although her contracting vaginal muscles sent a shiver down my spine, and the friction of her vaginal walls against my glans felt incredibly good, I felt a deep sense of loss. I knew she wasn't a virgin, but I refrained from asking.
Even though I didn't ask, she knew I'd discovered she wasn't a virgin during sex. She sensed my unease, and her eyes betrayed my unspoken question. Later, she told me she'd had a boyfriend in middle school, but they broke up, and they'd never had sex. I've always been incredibly curious: who was her first love, and why wasn't she a virgin? Did she lose her virginity through masturbation?
One day, we started talking about our middle school days. She told me she lived at her aunt's house during middle school; her uncle was the school principal. I immediately sensed something was wrong because she was very avoidant of the topic. I had a similar experience; I lived at my aunt's house during middle school and had sex with her.
She always thought her story was unusual and I wouldn't suspect it, but I had the same experience. Whenever she mentioned her uncle, I naturally suspected he might have done something to her.
Later, I texted her tentatively, asking if she hated her uncle. I didn't mention whether she slept with him or not; I just asked if she hated him, getting straight to the point. She immediately understood and said, "Let's break up." I said I didn't mind, but she said it was impossible. Later, we developed a habit during sex: I would ask her how her uncle had slept with her. I liked her, and of course I minded that she had been slept with by her uncle, but I had that experience, so it felt exciting. Anyway, it was her past, the past was in the past, and now she only cared about me.
With my patient guidance and reassurance that I didn't mind, she slowly told me. She was 15 years old and had started living at her aunt's house in her third year of junior high school. Her aunt was a businesswoman who also liked to play mahjong and was often away from home.
There were elderly people living there. At first, her uncle would deliberately come to her room very early and then directly pull back the covers to wake her up. At first, her uncle was just testing the waters. When he pulled back the covers, he saw that she was wearing a tank top and her alluring panties at the base of her snow-white thighs. He didn't touch her, just pretended to wake her up. After doing this several times, he saw that she was shy but didn't dare to make a sound.
Later, her uncle started pulling back the covers and boldly touching her breasts through her tank top. When she didn't dare to scream, he lifted her tank top and reached out to pinch her soft breasts and pink nipples. She felt that it was very wrong, but she couldn't tell anyone. Her biological mother had already passed away two years ago, and she couldn't tell her father either.
As my penis slowly thrust in and out of her vagina, I excitedly asked, "Did he take off your panties? Did he touch your pussy? Did he lick your pussy?" Seeing that I wasn't angry, my girlfriend continued, and then her uncle became increasingly outrageous. Seeing that she was easy to bully, he exposed his penis and demanded oral sex. She refused, but her uncle insisted she masturbate, or he would touch her pussy. Instinctively, she squeezed her thighs together, and her uncle became very excited by her shy expression.
Finally, she said, "Give it to Uncle, I'll give you a masturbation, but what does masturbation mean?" "So innocent! I'll teach you, niece." Her uncle exposed his penis and guided her to grasp it with her delicate hand. Seeing her innocent gaze, her uncle said, "Niece, is mine big? This is called a penis." He guided her to move it with her hand and even let her touch his scrotum. My girlfriend's clumsy movements greatly aroused him, and he ejaculated quickly.
[The End]

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