He was raped after getting married.

We don't seem like newlyweds at all. In the two months since our wedding, my wife and I haven't had a single intimate moment in bed. And facing our parents' frequent requests to have children, I can only respond with a wry smile.
Honestly, my courtship was wonderful. My wife's name is Junjun; she was seventeen five years ago. From the moment I met her, I pursued her relentlessly, overcoming numerous obstacles and setbacks until I finally won her heart. She has an exceptionally beautiful appearance: fair, firm skin, a prominent bust, and a slender waist. The only flaw is that her legs are slightly fleshy, making her more sexy than fresh. So much so that every time we went shopping, I could clearly feel the desire of the men around her, as if they wanted to devour her whole. If eyes could ejaculate, I think Junjun would be covered in thick, wet semen every moment.
Therefore, for a considerable period, I was quite proud of myself, genuinely satisfied with the relationship, ignoring a very important flaw of hers—a bad personality and a princess-like temperament. Her princess-like temper wasn't about high standards of living, but rather a fiercely independent, boyish nature, and a complete lack of consideration for others.
Her temper flared up instantly and was uncontrollable. When she was unhappy, she could point her finger at me and berate me, leaving me utterly humiliated. This personality trait is the main reason our marital relationship is now at a near standstill. On the other hand, newlyweds are often inseparable, but we're stuck in a cold war and stalemate, partly because we've been living together for too long.
After pursuing her for a year, before we officially became a couple, I rented a nice apartment in our city and coaxed her into moving in, almost raping her to take her virginity. I'll never forget the first time I pressed my burning hot penis against her vulva, and immediately ejaculated with a violent spasm, spraying thick, white semen everywhere.
That was my first time having sex, and the slow and intense torment I experienced was due to nervousness, but even more so to the slow and intense pleasure of her exquisite features and her sexy, supple body. During the year I pursued her, like other men who met her, I endured the alluring desires evoked by her fair skin. The difference was that the desires of strangers were temporary, fading quickly.
But for me, these feelings deepened with each encounter. From the fragrance emanating from her hair, shoulders, and neck, from the curves of her body as she swayed unintentionally, this desire swelled. So much so that I completely lost my mind when I raped her.
At the time, besides me, there were other suitors. To create more time with her, I wanted to improve her living conditions. The original plan was a gentle, gradual process: first, I'd have her move from the dormitory assigned to her by her workplace to a rented apartment, then we'd continue our relationship, deepening our bond, until I moved in with her.
But in reality, the moment I opened the door to that 70-square-meter rented apartment and she walked in, I pounced on her. She thought it was just some playful banter between a couple and laughed loudly. It wasn't until my face darkened, and I forcefully pinned her to the bed, tearing at her clothes and stockings, that she realized what I wanted to do.
When her black stockings were ripped, her panties pulled down to hang around her ankles, revealing her alluring vulva and shapely, sexy legs; when her top was lifted, exposing her trembling, white breasts, her fair skin, and her pink, slightly upturned nipples, she began to scream and pound. My mind went blank; all I could smell was the stronger, more intense scent of flesh and a faint saltiness than usual. My genitals throbbed with blood, my penis erect and roaring.
Suddenly, I saw her cry, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with angry terror as she looked at me. My head buzzed, and I even experienced tinnitus. At that moment, I had this thought, this instinct: if I didn't possess her completely now, I would lose her forever. But my uncooperative penis had barely touched her vulva when I ejaculated, a large amount of milky white semen with a pungent, fishy smell spraying between her legs, sticky and gooey.
Terrified, I held her delicate face and kissed her, saying a few words of apology and love, but Yunyun just kept pushing me away, crying and telling me to get away. My resolve hardened; I had to penetrate her.
I kept creating meaningless conversation to buy time, praying my penis would recover quickly. My eyes burned with lust as I stared at her delicate neck, her shoulders and breasts trembling slightly from crying, and her tender feet exposed by my torn stockings, desperately drawing sustenance from these images. She hurriedly wiped away the semen, straightened her clothes, and got up to leave, her expression one of disgust and her attitude resolute. I blocked the door, and in the struggle, before my penis had fully recovered, I pounced on her again.
This was a true rape. Because of my previous near-rape, Yunyun had completely lost all affection for me, her heart filled only with fear and unease. This psychology was directly reflected in the intensity of her resistance. To stop her resistance, I almost beat her directly. I used all the strength and means a man could muster to maintain her legs spread so that my penis could be inserted.
I pressed Yunyun's head onto the pillow, tied her hands behind her back with one hand, forcefully spread her legs with my knee, and repeatedly probed the location of her vagina from behind between her thighs with my newly hardened penis, still covered with traces of semen. Having no sexual experience, I lost count of how many attempts I made before finding the right spot. When I felt the soft and tender spot where the head of my penis was touching, I thrust in forcefully.
Throughout the entire penetration, Yunyun burst into continuous howling and struggling. It was clear that she felt no pleasure whatsoever, but I couldn't care less about that. I had to go all the way. When I finally penetrated her, all I heard was her incessant howling, "It hurts! It hurts!" Her fierce resistance was like a storm, and I almost got thrown off her back! Her vagina was so tight that I struggled to slowly insert my penis (my penis is quite long).
There was none of the comfort or pleasure I had anticipated; every inch of penetration was accompanied by the pain of my penis rubbing against the dry vaginal walls, along with her louder cries and violent struggles. But finally, I fully inserted my long penis into a completely unknown space. Yunyun's warm vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, trembling and spasming slightly. The tip of my glans was vaguely pressing against a soft vaginal wall; I thought that was the cervix, the so-called "flower center."
I slowly ground against her "flower center," hoping and waiting for her vagina to become even wetter. I don't know how long it lasted, but Yunyun's resistance finally subsided, and she began to pant and moan softly. Only then could I free one hand. I turned her neck, forcefully pried open her mouth, and greedily sucked her saliva, spitting the mixture of our saliva back at her, forcing it down her throat. After several attempts to make sure she was dazed and wouldn't bite me, I confidently plunged my tongue fully into her mouth, chewing and intertwining with her delicate tongue.
I released her hand, freeing both to encircle her slender waist, and began thrusting. The thrusting lasted a very, very long time, partly because I had recently ejaculated, and partly because I was prepared to have this, to possess her, to fuck her, with the awareness that this might be the last time.
My roaring penis began to plunge between the tightly wrapped vaginal walls, her juices began to flow freely, and the pleasure from her soft, slippery vagina grew stronger and stronger. I couldn't help but thrust faster and faster until I used all my strength to thrust. Those loud, slapping impacts! Each time, my testicles slammed heavily against Yunyun's pubic bone.
As I withdrew, the glistening, silky fluid from her vagina was drawn out by my penis, thoroughly soaking my lower abdomen and inner thighs, leaving them cool, damp, and sticky. This precious nectar even flowed down her vulva, sliding smoothly down her inner thighs, staining the sheets. A decadent scent gradually filled the room—the fragrance of her vaginal fluid. I felt a deep, indescribable pleasure accompany each thrust, melting and spreading from the tip of my penis throughout my entire body!
Junjun was humming incoherently, her eyes half-closed, her brows furrowed, the tear tracks from her earlier tears still damp on her cheeks. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to burrow into her body, to melt into her. A spasm shot from my brain down my spine to my penis; I could feel my testicles trembling, squeezing out semen, and the friction of the copious amount gushing from my urethra.
For a long, long time, the semen shot out from my glans and disappeared instantly, absorbed into a deep space by the intense contractions of her vaginal walls. I felt an intense sense of belonging, a peaceful excitement. At that moment, we were one; I possessed her. I held her and ejaculated for a long time, giving her everything I had. Junjun was speechless, her body burning hot, her fair breasts showing red spots, trembling along with mine.
Only then did I realize that my fingernails were deeply embedded in Yunyun's delicate waist skin. Her back was flushed with numerous scratches; I had used too much force, and these would surely leave many bruises. I felt guilty. Yunyun gripped the sheets tightly, sobbing. When I pulled my now-soft penis out, a gush of milky-white fluid mixed with red spurted out. Looking at my blood-streaked penis, I was shocked and then understood what had just happened.
I had never imagined, never dared to imagine, that such a sexy woman could be a virgin, that she, radiating pheromones that seemed to say, "Come fuck me, come make love with me," could be a virgin. That day's diary entry can be summarized in one sentence: A virgin raped a virgin and ejaculated inside her.
Yunyun's upbringing was strict yet thorough, and she was often beaten and disciplined by my current mother-in-law when she was young. This resulted in her having many suitors, yet remaining a virgin at 18 (this situation might have continued if I hadn't forced myself on her), and also made her strong-willed and independent.
After ejaculating, I finally calmed down, holding her, stroking her, comforting her, begging for her forgiveness, and promising her a future.
I was willing to marry Yunyun. Yunyun's nearly 168cm tall body exuded a seductive allure from head to toe, from her adorable, white toes, delicate ankles, and curvaceous calves to thighs. Her bare legs revealed soft, white, and healthy skin, and looking up from her legs were her round, pert buttocks and sexy cleft. Incredibly,
her waist was slender despite her fleshy buttocks, and her breasts were of moderate size but beautifully shaped. I especially loved her pink, slightly protruding nipples, like a baby's slightly parted mouth. Her neck always exuded a sexy scent, which was particularly noticeable when she sweated. Yunyun's hair was slightly wavy and brownish-red, and her bright, intelligent eyes always stared at people with confidence. Her exquisite oriental face was delicate, with slightly upturned lips, and her bright eyes and white teeth were alluring.
I'm a man who prioritizes spiritual needs; my ideal romantic partner during my youth was a gentle, intellectual woman, a soulmate. But the first time I saw Yunyun, I completely betrayed my initial intentions. I was intensely shocked. What I felt wasn't a spiritual attraction, but a suffocating physical attraction—
I wanted to have sex with her, to penetrate her deeply, to lick and taste every part of her body, to eat her saliva and even the love juice flowing from her vulva. I firmly believed that every man who had seen her felt the same way. Yunyun was my Venus, my goddess of sex.
This rape made me stand out among the many men pursuing her, ultimately leading to a formal, stable relationship with Yunyun. Only then did I truly understand that women are creatures who think through their vaginas.

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