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Good day dearest SDK and BVs. So I saw a comment on the Spontaneous post last week and I'm moved to share my story.

 My wedding night happened on Sunday 6th of march 2022 after three months of marriage. My story might not be a big deal to some but for people who have gone through similar experience, it really is a news worth celebrating and sharing.

I got married in the first week of December 2021 to my friend of about 4 years, although we only courted for eight months. I married as a virgin. Prior to the wedding, you know the usual tale of "first time is always painful", "oh make sure there's lots of foreplay", "get a really nice Lubricant" and so on. Hence I got prepared, so I thought. I made sure I personally bought KY Jelly. In my small head I had it all planned out; after foreplay all he had to do was apply the Lubricant, start the process, then I probably feel the pain, after which it disappears and then we take each other to the next level. After all google said it wasn't supposed to be a serious pain, just a discomforting one that shouldn't persist. Ok

We fixed our wedding date, while we were doing that I actually paid close attention to my cycle so that no RED CARPET would come spoil the show for me. But as God will have it, my cycle was disrupted a little and I guess it was due to stress. In the morning of my big day, lo and behold my period started. I wasn't really disappointed because few days prior I sensed it was approaching. I quickly sent my sister to get me painkillers, at least let it not be a completely uninteresting day for me because my cramps na helele.

After the whole ceremony and merriment we lodged in a hotel. We showered (not together), prayed of course, ate, talked about a lot of things, kissed and cuddled. Oh yes I gave him a hand job too (no even ask me how I learn am ).

A week after and we were back to start our lives proper. Period stopped and we decided to explore. Hmmm that was when reality set in. 

The pain was excruciatingggg!!!! 

It was as if he had a big sharp knife between his legs and not a penis. Oh I cried! I was shivering with the intensity of the pain and had to push him away. So we stopped. Tried the following day it was the same thing if not worse. I used to feel the sharpness of the pain in my brain. 

Mind you, he couldn't even fit the tip in yet. He started inserting his index finger, even with the size of an index finger we were still having issues. It continued for a month and we decided to see a gynae. We summed up courage and went there. We arrived at the place It was a private obgyn hospital which came recommended. 

After the usual waka waka, we were told that the doctors were yet to resume fully as a result of the festivity. And that we had to return when doctors were on seat. Na so we carry our two left legs go back to our house to continue trying as we were advised. In the end I had cold feet and decided not to go back to the hospital. What did I not google? 

My search made me accept that I had one or several medical conditions altogether. Vaginismus, infection, endometriosis, PID, name it. 

Mentally I became down. Amidst all of these I kept praying for God to heal me.

Hubby coming close to me usually made my heart skip because I knew even if we started sweetly and all, what would follow will still make me cry. I would stiffen my body and he would keep begging me to relax. It was not funny.


Weeks after, he suggested we try seeing a doctor again, but this time around we went to a government hospital. The back and forth was even worse this time. When I got to the record room as I was instructed, I met a woman in charge. Through the tiny window, she asked in a not-so-nice way "madam what do you want?" I said "sorry ma I was told to come here for card"

She asked "are you bleeding? " and I responded "no I'm not". She said "come back tomorrow we have closed for today, we are only attending to emergencies now " and she continued doing what she was doing.

That day when I got home, my praying pattern changed. I told God I wasn't bold enough to go back to any hospital again. I poured out my entire heart to God crying seriously. The pain continued still... I refused to give up still. By this time we had bought nothing less than 10 lubes. And my hand job got even better

I still didn't know what pleasure felt like down there because it had been trauma from day one so nothing he did seemed pleasurable. Even kissing used to annoy me.

After every failed attempt I would curl myself up and sob so hard. My husband never left my side through it all and it was really encouraging.

There's this particular Lubricant we had all the while but refused to use because it contains mint and it's peppery a little. So few days ago we got ready to try again and we ran out of the Lubricant we normally made use of. There was no other option but to use the peppery one like that. While trying to get in he said his usual line "when you start feeling pain just let me know".

We hit a huge milestone that night because the pain didn't automatically vanish, but it reduced drastically and he was able to penetrate me too. The penetration was good even though not very deep.

We couldn't wait to try after two days, so on the 6th of March we got at it again. It was too good and sudden to be true honestly. He was confused at a point and was like "is it not paining you?" I said "at all"

Stella and BVs we had s#x!!! As in proper s#x!!! It was deep too. No pains, no screams, no crying. I have officially consummated my marriage of three months. This is a very big deal.

I think the Lubricant played a vital role too because it was clearly written on it that it relieves pain during s#x (I didn't read it all these while until we wanted to use it).

I really hope this encourages people having similar issues. It's important to see a doctor and also very important to tell God. It could be a medical condition and it could also be because some people have tougher hymenal tissues than some others.

Congratulations...... I am sure so many Ladies with this problem reading this will learn... I know a BV whose Marriage broke up due to same problem because the husband was not Patient enough and the fear of the pain made her decide also that she could not do it anymore... The only lasted two months and she said it was horror.