My Girlfriend Bingbing's Story 6 (The End)

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I had planned to steal the tape after they both fell asleep, but I couldn't resist the exhaustion and ended up falling asleep myself. When I woke up, it was already slightly light. I turned around and saw that Bingbing was no longer in bed, while Ayue and Dajun were still fast asleep. Unable to resist my curiosity, and with my bladder feeling bloated from yesterday's alcohol, I immediately got up to go to the bathroom.

As soon as I stepped out of the room, I saw Bingbing sitting on the toilet, staring blankly, her eyes red and swollen, I didn't know if she hadn't slept well or had just cried. She was startled when she saw me, quickly stood up, rubbed her eyes, and asked, "Why so early? Can't you sleep a little longer?" I said I needed to use the toilet, and Bingbing immediately gave up the toilet, but still stood in the bathroom without leaving. I didn't hide it and pulled down my pants to urinate in front of her.

After Bingbing stared blankly as I finished urinating, she suddenly hugged me from behind. Before I could even pull my penis back, she burst into tears on my back. I was startled by her sudden action. Although I had a feeling something was going on, I was still momentarily taken aback. I turned around and hugged her, gently patting her back and asking, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Bingbing sobbed, "Did you see... last night?" I was shocked, wondering when she had been discovered. But I pretended to be clueless and asked, "What? See what?"

Bingbing looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "Don't lie to me! You saw what happened between Dajun and me last night, didn't you? I was about to get something to wipe it off... when I saw you staring at the living room with your eyes open..." So that's when she discovered it. No wonder Bingbing's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Bingbing continued, "I know what I did was wrong, I'm sorry... but... sob..." She started crying again before she could finish.

Seeing Bingbing's tearful face, I was suddenly seized by a desire to torment her. I put on a stern face and said to her, "You can sleep with whoever you want. A girlfriend isn't a wife, so I can't do anything about it!"

Upon hearing this, Bingbing shook her head frantically, crying and shouting, "No! It's not like that! I...I love you!

I'm sorry! Forgive me!...Cough!" Bingbing was clearly too agitated, so much so that she choked on her own saliva. I felt a pang of heartache, but the pleasure of tormenting Bingbing made me lose my reason and humanity!

I forcefully pressed Bingbing's head down and forced her in front of my penis. Bingbing looked up at me, then resignedly opened her mouth and took my penis in. Perhaps out of guilt, Bingbing's tongue worked harder than ever before, not only sucking back and forth but also licking and scratching the groove under the glans, and sometimes even using the tip of her tongue to lightly tease my urethral opening.

Watching Bingbing diligently serving me beneath me, a sense of conquest spurred me to even more brutal abuse. I forcefully tore her pajamas, ripped off her bra, and her panties, clearly discarded after being used to wipe away Dajun's semen, were nowhere to be found. Seeing Bingbing's disheveled hair, half-naked body, squatting on the ground, earnestly sucking on my penis, her two white breasts, freed from their restraints, swaying rhythmically with her movements, I began to understand why the recidivism rate among rapists was so high!

At this moment, Bingbing looked up at me, her eyes pleading, but I ignored her, maintaining my cold expression. Suddenly, I remembered the frequent mentions of the ultimate pleasure of anal licking in other authors' works, so I grabbed Bingbing's hand, signaling her to take off my pants. Bingbing didn't hesitate and immediately pulled off my shorts and underwear.

I pressed Bingbing's head down even further. Bingbing thought I wanted her to suck my testicles, and immediately took one in her mouth. But I pressed her down further, and in a cold, hard voice, I commanded her: "Lick your asshole clean!" Bingbing hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you really want me to lick there?" I immediately snapped angrily, "What are you nagging for! Are you going to lick it or not?"

Bingbing lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, then stuck out her small tongue and tried a few times, but could only lick the bottom of my scrotum. I knew it was because of the position that Bingbing couldn't do what I asked.

Looking at Bingbing below, her clothes disheveled, her eyes red and swollen with tears, and the occasional sobbing and choking sounds, the impulse to abuse her suddenly vanished without a trace. After all, our relationship was so hard-won. Since she was willing to grant me even such a shameful and unreasonable request, why should I... Why did I have to torture her like this?

Thinking this, my heart softened. I helped Bingbing up and gently pecked her forehead. Bingbing looked at me with fear and confusion. I quickly explained, "I...I was just really angry, that's why I did that. I...I didn't mean to hurt you..."

Tsk! Not knowing how to cover up my actions and feelings, I hugged Bingbing tightly, stroking her bare back to try and calm her down.

After a while, Bingbing said in a choked voice, "I'm...I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" I patted her back and said, "Okay, it's alright! Don't cry anymore...Come on, let's go change your clothes." Bingbing

nodded, and then I went to the room to get another nightgown for her. When I entered the room, I found Ayue still fast asleep; Dajun had worked so hard all night, I had no idea when he would wake up.

As I opened the wardrobe to find clothes, my thoughts were indescribably chaotic. Having witnessed Bingbing being fucked by Dajun twice, although the initial excitement and stimulation far outweighed my anger and jealousy, now that I'd calmed down, I felt a pang of jealousy and intense fear.

I couldn't accept other men... Enjoying Bingbing's body, I couldn't imagine why I had allowed my girlfriend to be raped, and I couldn't accept that I actually felt excited and stimulated by it! Especially if Bingbing got pregnant with Dajun's child... damn it! I started to feel annoyed and regretful... I grabbed my clothes and went back to the bathroom. Bingbing had already taken off her tattered clothes and was standing naked in the bathroom waiting for me. Looking at Bingbing's still-shaken expression, a feeling of tenderness immediately chased away my previous bad mood.

I locked the bathroom door and temporarily put away the clothes I was going to change Bingbing into. I placed the bag aside, looking at Bingbing's swollen eyes from crying, and gently stroked her face with pity. Bingbing sobbed again, and I quickly kissed her lips and held her tightly. Holding such a naked and lovely woman in my arms, feeling the warmth and fragrance emanating from her body, my penis began to stir uncontrollably again. But suddenly, Dajun's face appeared in my mind, and the raging lust was instantly extinguished.

I immediately and gently pushed Bingbing away, picked up the clothes I was going to help her change into, and helped her put them on. Bingbing probably noticed my change and guessed what was going on. My inner thoughts were palpable; her face visibly paled. I silently helped Bingbing change her clothes and went to the living room to retrieve the tape Dajun had filmed the night before. I turned on the machine, only to find it empty! I was stunned. I thought to myself, Dajun couldn't have forgotten to put the tape in; someone must have gotten there first!

Could it be Bingbing? Or did Dajun hide it after they were done last night? I decided to ask Bingbing directly.

After a while, Bingbing finished washing up and slowly walked out of the bathroom. I immediately went up to her and asked, "Bingbing, tell me, did you take Dajun's videotape?" Bingbing looked up at me and said very softly, "I... I thought about it later and was still worried, so I took it out." "

I asked Bingbing to bring me the tape. At first, Bingbing was reluctant, probably because she didn't want me to see the contents. But after I started to look annoyed, she finally took the tape out from under the cupboard. I can't believe she thought of hiding it in such a shady place.

After I hid the tape and made sure no one but me could find it, Bingbing and I watched TV on the sofa in the living room. However, an awkward and heavy atmosphere enveloped us. As a result, Bingbing and I didn't speak to each other until Dajun and Ayue woke up and left.

Before leaving, Dajun checked the camera and found the tape was missing. Seeing the strange atmosphere between Bingbing and me, he knew he had been caught! He hurriedly made an excuse and left with Ayue."

That day, Bingbing and I spent it in this heavy atmosphere. That night, I couldn't sleep again. Looking at Bingbing's tired, sleeping face beside me, I felt a mix of love and pain. I should have never let it happen with Dajun; I should have stopped them! The more I regretted it, the more sober I became. So I got up and went to the balcony for

some fresh air. I had to go to work the next day, but I couldn't sleep at all. I went back to the sofa in the living room and sat there, staring at the battlefield between Dajun and Bingbing from the previous night. My regret only intensified. Suddenly, I wanted to see what that tape had captured. I knew it would only make me feel worse, but curiosity was an irresistible force. So I found the tape, set up the equipment, and sat in front of the TV to watch the video.

The screen initially showed us cutting a cake, so I fast-forwarded until Bingbing's naked body appeared on the screen. After Dajun persuaded Bingbing, he began filming her naked body from various angles. Bingbing looked embarrassed, and Dajun's actions resembled those of a pornographic film, with the camera slowly panning down.

The camera then moved from Bingbing's shy face down to her round, white breasts. Dajun's left hand could be seen caressing her breasts, occasionally rubbing her pink nipples. Dajun's grip was quite strong; faint finger marks were visible on Bingbing's breasts, and her two breasts changed shape under his ministrations.

After playing with Bingbing's breasts for about a minute, Dajun moved on to her genitals. Bingbing's legs were initially tightly closed, but Dajun pried them apart with his hands and used his own legs to support her inner thighs. The screen clearly showed Bingbing's legs spread wide, even her labia slightly parted. At the bottom of the screen, Dajun's erect penis could be seen twitching.

Dajun's left hand roamed quite unceremoniously between Bingbing's legs. Although Bingbing's expression showed some shyness, it also seemed to contain a hint of enjoyment.

Then, suddenly, a close-up of Bingbing's genitals appeared! Dajun's fingers were gently playing with her tender pink labia. Then, his middle finger, which appeared quite large on screen, moved up and down, probing Bingbing's vulva before sliding inside.

Watching Dajun's middle finger go in and out of my girlfriend's vagina, becoming sticky and shiny, with even some reflective foam on the vaginal opening and Dajun's finger, this lewd scene made my lower body throb. I even had a slight urge to pull out my penis and ejaculate, but Bingbing pushed Dajun's hand away and told him to stop filming. So Dajun stood up, grabbed his penis, and asked Bingbing to give him oral sex. Bingbing hesitated for a moment, but still sat up and slowly opened her mouth to take Dajun's glans in.

On the screen, Bingbing's eyes were closed, and she held Dajun's penis in one hand, slowly moving her head back and forth. Dajun's penis was of average size, probably shorter than mine, about 11 to 12 centimeters, which is considered the standard size for an East Asian, but the diameter was much smaller than mine! Judging from how Bingbing felt it, it was probably at most 3 and a half centimeters, so Bingbing didn't have much trouble swallowing it. It seems there's a reason Bingbing doesn't like giving me oral sex. Every time she does, she looks pained, as if she's about to choke on my penis.

Bingbing's cheeks are slightly sunken from sucking on Dajun's penis, which shines with her saliva. Perhaps because she's reluctant to give Dajun oral sex, Bingbing isn't very enthusiastic. She even looks up at Dajun several times, as if to say she doesn't want to suck anymore, but Dajun, of course, ignores her.

After a while, Dajun holds Bingbing's head down and starts violently thrusting his hips. On screen, Dajun's gleaming penis moves rapidly in and out of Bingbing's mouth, while Bingbing's face turns red, looking like she's in pain. However, Dajun is so engrossed in his pleasure that he doesn't notice or deliberately ignores Bingbing's expression.

When he reaches climax, Dajun shouts, "Swallow it!" and presses Bingbing's head tightly against his genitals, her face almost completely buried in Dajun's thick, dark pubic hair. After Dajun fed his offspring to Bingbing, he then demanded that she open her mouth so he could film her with semen in her mouth. Since Dajun's left hand was still holding Bingbing's head down, she had no choice but to comply, obediently opening her mouth with tears in her eyes.

On screen, Dajun's penis wasn't fully limp; a dark brown shaft lay in Bingbing's mouth. Due to the lighting and the fact that her mouth wasn't fully open, only the faint glimmer of thick, white semen reflected between the shaft and her mouth was visible. Seeing this, I couldn't resist any longer! I pulled out my already painfully hard penis from my pants and started masturbating.

I paused the video at this moment, imagining my penis in the same position between Bingbing's alluring red lips as she gave me oral sex, and her brows furrowing tightly as copious amounts of pungent semen gushed into her mouth. I involuntarily quickened my pace until a large amount of viscous liquid soaked the floor and my hands.

The next scene showed Dajun and Bingbing having sex in the living room. Although Dajun tried to accommodate the camera's angle during penetration, his estimation wasn't accurate enough. Within two minutes, all that could be seen on screen were Dajun and Bingbing's arms and legs. I fast-forwarded until Dajun ejaculated and withdrew his penis from Bingbing's body, but there was still nothing visible. Then I ejected the tape and carefully stored it away, hoping it might come in handy someday.

In the days that followed, Bingbing and I tried to break the deadlock and reconcile, but whenever I thought about what Dajun had done to Bingbing, my penis would always be unable to stand up.

[The End]

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