Indulgent Married Woman's Wedding Night 1 - The Charming Married Woman's Colorful Sexual Journey

For various reasons, I met my future wife shortly after graduating from university.
Over the next two years, after much deliberation and several choices, I completely rejected my elementary school classmate, Mengmeng; I researched the dating history of Hanhan, a girl I had a crush on in high school, and occasionally met with her; sexually, I continued to satisfy my aunt, who had taken my virginity.
I finally set my sights on my fiancée and devoted myself to dating her. Driven
by intense curiosity about her, during our courtship, every time we met, I would loosen her belt, slip my hand under her abdomen, and affectionately caress her genitals, always leaving her aroused and wet.
When I finally saw my fiancée's vulva for the first time, the sight up close astonished me. Her pubic hair was thick and dark, like a thicket of weeds; her labia were full and dark in color. Not only was it completely different from the pinkish genitals I had imagined for a virgin, but it was also vastly different from the labia of my aunt, a mature woman I had sexually slept with many times—she was a woman with many sexual partners.
Because I had already had numerous extramarital sexual encounters with my aunt, I considered myself knowledgeable about female genitalia—my aunt had given birth and had sexual experience for many years. On the vulva of a woman with many sexual partners, the labia were merely small, pale pink labia protruding like the opening of a steamed bun, with sparse pubic hair, appearing bright and light, alluring and tempting.
My fiancée's labia were dark, and their unexpected thickness astonished me. Good heavens, why was her vulva such a dark color, so large and thick?
I suppressed my intense sexual urges and didn't penetrate my fiancée's vagina. We simply kissed in a 69 position, her tongue sucking hard, and I licked her clitoris and vaginal opening. Strangely, her vaginal opening became wet at the slightest touch, flowing continuously. At the time, I didn't understand the reason and thought it was because of my diligent efforts.
Although I had had sex with my aunt many times, her vagina had already given birth; I had never seen a virgin's untouched vagina.
My fiancée was younger than me, and because Mengmeng had abandoned me for that master's student, which had deeply saddened me, I considered her a virgin.
Much later, I realized that a married woman who has had frequent sexual intercourse will faithfully display the darkened and thickened labia after being penetrated by a man's penis many times.
But at this time, influenced by my premarital sex life, my views on sex underwent a fundamental change. Having personally experienced the alluring charm of my aunt's mature womanhood, I knew that a woman with considerable experience in relationships would be even more attractive. I felt particularly comfortable both physically and mentally, and readily accepted it.
Before the wedding, I visited my fiancée's house many times for dates.
During the day, her parents were at work, and her younger brother was at university.
On her parents' bed at her house, we often had passionate encounters, stripping naked and embracing each other, rolling around together.
After tight embraces and passionate kisses, my fiancée, pinned beneath me, wrapped her smooth thighs around my waist. She raised her high heels, which she had worn specifically to enhance her allure, and alternately struck my buttocks with the heels, indicating that she approved of my penetration.
However, I did not do so. My extremely hard penis head never penetrated even a fraction of an inch into my fiancée's labia!
Burning with lustful rage, I relied on sheer willpower to maintain a last shred of clarity—until the truth was clear, I would not cross the line of sexual intimacy.
Finally, my fiancée, consumed by lust and unable to contain her desire, pressed her legs tightly together, using her thighs and labia majora to clamp my raging, thick, and long-erect penis. Driven by long-dormant sexual desire, she disregarded shyness and pretense, directly instructing me to move my abdomen up and down, pulling my penis back and forth against her vulva, violently rubbing her clitoris and vaginal opening.
Soon, my fiancée reached orgasm with my rapid thrusting, the clear, lustful fluid flowing from her vagina like a spring, soaking the sheets and blankets beneath her, a striking sight.
Under the intense friction of my fiancée's thighs and vulva, my penis reached its climax in rage, powerfully ejaculating my first semen with my wife.
During our courtship and wedding preparations, two women, to varying degrees, in different ways, at different times, and with varying degrees of intensity, showed me concern, inquired about me, and offered guidance…
One was my aunt, and the other was my female colleague, Sister Fang. My fiancée and I had been dating for nearly two years, and both had met her.
My aunt met my fiancée more often, using her kinship to constantly get closer to her, making my fiancée feel close to her and accept her influence.
After some time, my fiancée genuinely admired my aunt's sexual experience and personal charisma.
Sister Fang, after "interviewing" my fiancée, constantly inquired about her situation, guiding my words and actions, treating a naive young man with the enthusiasm of a mature woman, clearly exuding a seductive aura.
Six months before the wedding, my fiancée and I had a fight, almost breaking up, and hadn't spoken for half a month. My future mother-in-law called my workplace, inviting me to her house.
I still remember a sentence my future mother-in-law said to me: "Forgive your fiancée. If I had another daughter, I would definitely give her to you!"
I was moved.
My fiancée insisted that without registering our marriage and obtaining a marriage certificate, there would be no wedding ceremony, and she would not have sex with me.
I obeyed her every word.
Two weeks before the wedding, according to the Civil Affairs Bureau's regulations, a premarital checkup was required before registration.
My fiancée asked me several times if I could find someone to make an exception, as she had heard from her classmates that gynecological examinations were painful and harmful, and it was best to avoid them if possible.
I followed her advice—I found someone to help my wife avoid the gynecological examination so we could register.
As the wedding date approached, Mengmeng, my childhood sweetheart from elementary school, wrote to me. She wanted to give me a gift and asked for my measurements so she could order curtains for us.
I was deeply saddened and, after much consideration, politely declined.
Hanhan, my high school classmate whom I had a crush on, wrote to me and asked to meet. She told me that she had become someone else's bride three months ago, wished me happiness, and hoped that my fiancée would be a virtuous and good daughter-in-law in my family.
The wedding proceeded as scheduled, and was exceptionally lively.
The bride was exceptionally beautiful; her pre-wedding makeup and preparations made her look like a goddess!
Exhausted from days of wedding preparations, seeing her on this day, my penis, despite my fatigue, immediately sprang to attention! I couldn't wait to get to work!
My female colleague, Sister Fang, gave a speech as the officiant.
My aunt presented the gift she had prepared long ago.
My wife and I, amidst the excitement of the wedding, were teased and pranked by relatives and friends, especially close friends.
I was exhausted from the clinking of glasses and the constant teasing at the banquet; I hadn't eaten properly all day, and hadn't taken a nap at noon. Having always been used to taking naps, I was now completely worn out.
When the banquet ended, facing the teasing and pranks from my classmates, my relatives and friends were persuaded to leave, leaving only my close male classmates and my wife's two high school classmates who were her bridesmaids.
The usual teasing and pranks lasted for over an hour…
Around 11:00 PM, the two bridesmaids, exhausted and embarrassed by the increasingly vulgar "programs," finally couldn't take it anymore and left.
The group of troublemakers got increasingly wicked. Some, driven by revenge because we had done the same thing to their own weddings, brought a seaweed from the kitchen and forced my wife to say, "What does this look like?" They
turned off the lights and cut the power, and several of my male classmates took the opportunity to grope my wife's breasts and genitals...
After my repeated pleas, these troublemakers finally left around 3 a.m.
After we removed our makeup and washed up, it was already 4 a.m. Next came the crucial moment of me "deflowering" my wife. We planned to get up at 7 a.m., afraid of being seen as lustful and lazy, so my wedding night was limited to these three hours.

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