Green Friend's Girlfriend

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This might be a long post, but I'll explain it in detail, section by section. Let's get to the point. Afterwards, I went to a club and got completely drunk. I was filled with regret; all the memories lingered and pounded on my heart. There's no going back. I also want to share this post so that if anyone experiences something similar, I hope you'll treat this post with care. Don't let sex cloud your judgment. I met a girl from Shanghai, let's call her A. We saw each other every day at school, and naturally, we went from strangers to people I could ask for help with. Later, I started thinking about pursuing her. At this time, I already had a girlfriend, but it was a long-distance relationship. No one except my close friends knew about it. During this period, she tested me many times. I learned from friends that I brought many girls home overnight and liked one-night stands…

Actually, I didn't blame my friends for this. But I just felt that if I couldn't win her over, so be it… However, I did talk to my friends about this. My friends told me that she was a bad girl and had slept with other boys before. Then she dumped the boy… Of course, that didn't matter to me. I was just playing with her feelings… We still kept in touch and occasionally went out for meals, but we never did anything inappropriate because I didn't dare to be alone with a girl at night. I was afraid my girlfriend would get jealous, even though it was a long-distance relationship. We usually met during spring and summer vacations, and she would come over… Besides, she would call me around 10 pm every night before bed. So if I went out and fooled around during that time, I could vaguely hear the sounds around me on the phone. I was afraid of hearing a girl's voice next to me.

Time just slowly dragged on. About a month later, she called. I couldn't say I was happy; I felt like something was about to happen. After answering the phone, I went to her house. I drank a little alcohol. My head was a little fuzzy. It was a small room. The atmosphere was warm. I felt hot all over and unconsciously grabbed her hand. I don't know how I managed to be romantic. Holding her hand, I didn't know what to say. Her single-eyelid, slightly shy gaze looked at me. I didn't speak, just held her small hand. Perhaps I felt a little impulsive; we hadn't seen each other for a week or two. Upon seeing each other again, I became so unrestrained, but I could tell she didn't mind. At that moment, my courage grew, and I leaned forward slightly. After taking a step closer, she finally spoke, calling my name. "What are you doing?"

I was momentarily at a loss, saying, "Nothing, nothing."

She smiled slightly and said, "Why don't you tidy up your things first?" I had no choice but to tidy up. The wine glasses and other things were a bit messy. After tidying up, I felt a little anxious, but also a little resentful, thinking, "These are things girls should do, why am I, the guest, doing them?" And then I had to wash the dishes... I washed them all in one go and went to the bathroom. Seeing that it was getting late, I turned off my phone and went back to her side… By then, she had already turned off the lights, leaving only a small lamp on in the dimly lit room. I could see her small body, all undressed and wrapped in a white bath towel, her hair tied in a small knot. Even in the dim light, her full breasts were still visible. I stared at her, mesmerized

. She smiled and told me she was going to take a shower first. I immediately offered, “I’ll take a shower with you…” but she refused, saying she wasn’t used to that. So I let her shower first. After she did, I went outside to check if the door was closed and locked. Then

I went back to her bedroom, turned on my phone again, and, thinking it was about time, called my girlfriend, saying I was going to sleep because I was a little tired… and that was how I got away with it. Hehe, I was secretly pleased. After deleting the call log and emails, I started thinking about how to undress her and how to… I was a little nervous and anxious. I opened the refrigerator and drank a little alcohol.

I was lying in bed when she suddenly moved closer to me…

I just said that. She had just finished showering and was walking towards me…

I couldn't wait to hug her, but she was still wrapped in that bath towel, waiting for me to hug her. She said, "Go take a shower first." I said, "If I wait, all my thoughts will disappear." I just circled around her… Later, I still went to take a shower, and I showered much faster than usual. I was done in no time, feeling a bit down, for some reason. Maybe it was because I didn't know how to deal with her, or maybe it was because I was afraid someone would find out… I rushed over and hugged her… "Are you kidding me? Why are you in your pajamas?" I cursed inwardly, "Whatever, I'll just touch her first, then undress her," and started kissing. But she wouldn't reciprocate. It was frustrating. Girls had always praised my kissing skills, so why this time… oh well, I

'll just touch her first. While I was pondering this, she blurted out, "**[My name] Your heart is beating so fast!" She was secretly laughing to herself. I replied, "I'm a little nervous. Inexperienced, huh…" I continued touching her, though I couldn't reach her lips, so I kissed her neck. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, I could easily grab her breasts and caress them, kissing them as I touched them… She started moaning. Girls' moans are usually very pleasant, but this time was different. Not very pleasant. It sounded strange. For some reason, at this point, I didn't care if it sounded good or bad; I just kept touching and kissing her, feeling her breasts rise slightly. My mouth moved from her neck to her breasts, kissing them passionately. Her moans grew louder, and my breathing quickened. In the quiet room, our voices seemed unusually loud, especially since the house wasn't very soundproof; we could hear the neighbors coughing. I wondered if anyone had heard us. We kissed for a few minutes. Seeing that she seemed to enjoy it, my hand moved down her pants. Just as I touched her pubic hair, she grabbed my hand. I had to stop, keeping my hand on her pubic hair. I then kissed her cleavage forcefully, hoping to distract her from her lower body. After a short while, I continued, but she grabbed my hand again. "What's the point of being proper?" I thought to myself. I had no choice but to grab her hand and place it near her head, then quickly pull it back. I pulled down her pajama bottoms, but because her legs were clamped, I could only pull them down a little. She resisted. With one hand holding hers and the other useless, I had to use my legs to pull down the half-pulled pants…

...

I used my feet to pull down her pants, which actually took quite a while and involved a lot of coaxing and cajoling, until finally they were all off... She clung to me tightly, saying she didn't want to do it... Thinking about it afterwards, she was pretty amazing... The passion shifted to our conversation: "Are you frigid?" I smiled and said. "

No. It's just that it's been a long time since we've done it... I'm afraid I won't be used to it..." She clung to me. "

Don't worry. What's there to be unaccustomed to... it's not like riding a horse..." I answered her and she laughed.

I still wanted to… I didn’t want it to end like this, otherwise all that effort would have been for nothing. I thought she was just pretending to be serious. Finding her hole was really difficult… My legs were squeezed tightly… The excitement from before gradually dissipated. I was really disappointed… So I relaxed and didn’t force her legs anymore… To be honest, I was really tired and almost became impotent. Then I went to sleep, holding her as I slept, but I just couldn’t fall asleep. She wanted to wear pants, but I didn’t let her. She slept with her body closed… Halfway through her sleep, I also took off my pants and clothes, and fell asleep like that…

That day, I went

to her house alone. When I arrived at her door, it was almost dark, around 6 o’clock. I hadn’t eaten yet and was a little hungry. I wanted to go in and get something to eat. I rang the doorbell, but no one answered. I rang the door several times. Still no response. I casually pulled the door open, and it wasn’t locked. I stepped inside, not knowing if anyone was inside. I walked slowly while calling her name. I opened her bedroom door and saw her slumped to one side. She didn't react much when she saw me. When I got closer, she hugged me and said things I couldn't understand. She was so drunk! I helped her to the bed; she was burning up. I asked if she was alright, but she didn't say a word, just shook her head… I asked if she had anything at home, since I was hungry, and then I went out to cook. Hehe, she didn't have anything at home. Maybe she was a family that didn't know how to cook, so she probably didn't have much. That day I only ate rice and fried eggs. It was barely enough. Seeing her like this, I couldn't just leave, so I slept at her place. I didn't really think about anything that day, but since there was only one bed, and it was a bit cold, I slept with her. After a couple of minutes, she started taking off her clothes and my blanket. As soon as she did, I got an erection. Finally, we were both naked…

She watched me lower my head and then raise it again… I could tell she was incredibly drunk… I never expected she would be the one to initiate things this time. And so we spent the night together. I noticed her vagina was different from others—slippery…and smaller. It was a little tight at first, but then I didn't feel anything anymore. We spent the night like that…this night deepened our relationship…Two days later, I took her home. My house was quite large, with three rooms and a kitchen, housing four people…plus her, five people…After we got back, we played mahjong…playing for money until about 1 a.m., when she said she was sleepy and wanted to go to bed…I said, “Then you go to bed first, go to the next room, I’ll wake you up later.” Since my room was upstairs, we were living in a two-story house with three rooms, so we continued playing until after 3 a.m. Everyone was incredibly sleepy.

Then we started chatting…My friend asked, “Who is she? Was she introduced to me?” I said, “She’s a junior colleague…

Let me explain, there were four of us, two of whom were couples.” Two people, one of whom is my friend S, are a couple. They know I have a girlfriend and recently said they wanted to introduce a girl to my friend S. Actually, I'm not very close to S. We're just friends of friends... We haven't lived together for very long, and things seem pretty good on the surface. After chatting for a while, they asked if this was the girl S was introduced to. I neither said yes nor no... I said, "What are you trying to do?"... We actually get along very well.

Then I went to wake the girl, but I couldn't wake her... Oh well, there's no point in hiding it, I'll just let her sleep like that. I can't tell the couple that she's my lover... because they also know my girlfriend... But I'm not afraid they'll tell on me, I just don't know what to say. I was just playing around, I really don't know what I said wrong... It's hard to express... Coincidentally, A was also sleeping in S's bed, and with S's prior consent, I said, "Then you're mine..." I just said it casually, really... I really didn't cherish A at the time, because I was just playing around, and S had been holding back for so long. If it could be done, I'd give it to him. I had that thought back then, sorry. The last few lines are a bit messy... because I really don't know how I ended up giving it to him, even though I know she's not someone I can control, and it's not up to me alone.

That day, we all went to sleep and went back to our own rooms.

I sighed. I went back to my room, but after a while, I went out again to go to my friend S's room. I woke her up and went downstairs. I saw S at the bottom of the stairs. We chatted for a bit, and I asked her, "Can you handle that girl? Are you asleep?"

He smiled and said there was no woman I couldn't handle, and we laughed... I knew she wasn't asleep yet. S went to the bathroom, and I went to S's room to call her again. She wasn't asleep, but she wasn't fully awake either. She couldn't quite make out what was happening. When I called her, she wouldn't get up. I touched her back, and she started to wriggle, as if she didn't want to leave. After that, I came out and ran into S. I told him quite seriously, "Don't try anything forceful."... Then I went to my room... but I found that I wasn't in a bad mood. I didn't have trouble sleeping and fell asleep right away. The next day, the five of us met in the kitchen one after another. I brushed my teeth and sat on the sofa. After a while, S and A came out from S's room. From what S said, I knew that S was going to take her to the station. A hadn't even said goodbye to me... "Damn you, you slut!" I cursed inwardly. How could someone be like that? She just did *that* with me a few days ago, but yesterday... After S and A left, one of the girls in the couple said, "I wonder if anything happened between those two yesterday?" She was still laughing... Needless to say, at this moment I was very annoyed, and everything seemed wrong to me. I didn't answer. Then S came back. We chatted about the couple, let's call the girl B. B immediately asked S if anything good happened last night, if she'd gotten anything done? Actually, B is quite open-minded, I admire her for saying that, even though she's a woman, that's what I thought. S calmly replied, "Only the upper body was done..." Everyone burst into laughter.

Actually, this was something I expected. Knowing A's situation,

S and A exchanged phone numbers and addresses, so I didn't have much to say. My dissatisfaction and unhappiness disappeared after this incident, and the weight in my heart was lifted. I even started to admire A; she really saw things clearly and understood things... After that, she came to my house more often... but I didn't bring her.

As I mentioned before, A's visits also gradually increased, but I didn't bring her.

After that, it goes without saying... I talked to A less because I had seen through her, but I wasn't heartless; I was also puzzled. How could S actually pick up my old shoes? Of course, I'm not smug about it... Maybe S never knew he was picking up my old shoes... I can't tell him, even though I didn't intentionally push her to him, even though he couldn't resist and there were reasons, I still can't say. Later, when I found out that girl A lied to S saying she was still a virgin, I felt a few more knots in my heart. I thought this girl was really something... Of course, I couldn't expose her. But B should know more or less what kind of person A is, after all, they were in the same training class at the same school... B thought S was just playing around, so she didn't say anything. A and S's relationship progressed very quickly, even faster than I imagined. At that time, because graduation was approaching, A's lease was expiring... and she had to move. I didn't expect that she would have this plan three days later. She said she would move in with S. I really didn't know what to do at the time...

I really didn't want to look at her like this, and I started to dislike her. In the end, I accepted it by tacit agreement. S talked to me about it, and that's how A moved in with our little family. Although it wasn't a small family and not harmonious, it was still a happy family, not so boring. We played mahjong every night. Back then, many friends would come to our house to play, and during holidays, many friends would gather around to drink... Life was alright, but... these days, S and A weren't around. They both hid in their little rooms. Gradually, I secretly rejoiced that I didn't have to face A. I didn't want to hang out with such hypocritical and pretentious people, and of course, we couldn't hang out in the same places either. Time passed like this day after day... The little family reached the point of breaking up. B's boyfriend left home because of school. They moved to Yokohama, but they still kept in touch. They often went back and forth because this house was very close to Yokohama...

Life went on like this day after day.

There were only three people left in the house. Although there was an empty room, it just felt empty. Since they moved, the house had become lifeless. The laughter of the past was gone. But friends still often came to see me, drink, and confide in me. And so, my alcohol tolerance returned to its previous level. The three of us rarely saw each other anymore because I sometimes left early and came home late. They were the same, but they never left together, not even once from their front door. When they saw each other, they'd just greet each other loudly, as if they had nothing to say. This kind of life was really uncomfortable; living together like this felt so different from before.

For a while, I had some free time. I went to clubs and friends' houses, rarely staying at my own home. Later, I got tired and mostly stayed home, which happened to be during summer vacation. A was always at home surfing the internet, while S was a working professional. Sometimes it was during the day, sometimes at night. At home, it was just A and me, and we always seemed to avoid each other. If she was in the kitchen, I definitely wouldn't go there. I was very attentive, listening for footsteps and sounds from the kitchen before going in to drink tea and cook my favorite dishes to go with drinks. This kind of life accompanied me for half a year; thinking back, it felt incredibly long. Because of this mutual avoidance, we talked less and less.

I've gotten used to this kind of life, and the resentment in my heart has vanished like smoke. I've gradually become accustomed to this kind of life... I feel that I can't hold onto the past. Why not face life head-on? But later, things didn't go as planned. My relationship with A underwent an unprecedented change... catching me off guard. It was truly a cruel twist of fate. But I couldn't blame heaven and earth. I sat alone in my stone tower, quietly watching the changes of all things. Half a year later, S and A's relationship also changed drastically. I often heard them arguing when watching TV in the living room [which is connected to the kitchen]. It was mostly the woman who did most of the talking... Outsiders didn't feel comfortable intervening. I didn't know how to intervene. Several times I caught them, and perhaps they felt embarrassed. They would stop arguing after a while. S would just smile and shake her head when she saw me... One day, I was sitting on the sofa watching TV. I fell asleep without realizing it. In my drowsy state, I saw someone sitting not far from me, peeling an orange. As soon as she saw me open my eyes, she started chatting with me. We hadn't spoken much in six months. Today, her casual conversation made me wonder if she was the same person I knew before or a complete stranger. However, her words still felt familiar.

Gradually, the feeling of unfamiliarity shifted to a conversation like that of a friend, though something felt off. She complained that S was home every day, except for work… I didn't understand her; I could hear the resentment in her voice. She used to be a terrible cook, but after coming into this house, she learned and did everything – housework, cooking, everything… but sometimes she would complain while cooking, so I thought she was fake and didn't like her much. That conversation ended there. About two days later, I was still watching TV. But the situation had changed. When I was there, she would come out instead of hiding in her room. I remember that day she had her feet closed, wearing shorts and a semi-transparent top, swaying back and forth in front of me. From behind, I could see her shapely buttocks, her white backside, and her slender calves. After seeing that I was already hard and unconscious, she sat down not far from me. Just like last time, she started chatting casually, saying things like, "It's so hot today." I looked at her and nodded. From the front, I could see the upper part of her breasts; she was dressed very sexily, which brought back memories of the past. The conversation gradually turned slightly risqué, and the atmosphere became awkward. She kept smiling at me, which was really irritating. I thought to myself…

Suddenly, she blurted out, "Was that night with genuine feelings or just a flirtation?" This made the atmosphere even more awkward. I felt my face flush, while she remained nonchalant, still smiling. I avoided her question, made an excuse, went upstairs to change clothes, went out to Japan to play, and drank some more. It was probably evening by then. Feeling a little dizzy, I returned to my room and turned on my computer. It said the network wasn't connected properly… [The server in room S is the main unit]. So I went to room S to check, because usually, this kind of problem means the cable isn't connected properly. A few times before, I'd knocked on S's door and gone in, but in the dim light, I found S wasn't home... Suddenly I remembered he was working the night shift this week, until 5 AM. What I saw was A, just wearing underwear... her body half-slanted, her back to me... half her body exposed... but seeing her underwear was nice, I was quite attracted to her uniform, but at the time I didn't think much of it. I plugged in the cable and went back to my room. There was no response; she must be asleep... I used the computer for a while. After showering, I went upstairs... the empty room was dark, but there was someone standing there... I was really startled; I didn't expect it to be her, A. She said she came up to see how the room was, preparing to move in alone and live separately from S for a while. She was wearing a dress, and there was a faint fragrance emanating from her. My erection was so strong that the towel rolled up around my lower body was pushing against it. She squatted down...

for a moment, I thought she was going to give me oral sex, but she wasn't. Perhaps she hadn't noticed my erection yet, because the light was dim, only coming from my room. She looked up at me and asked me to sit down so we could talk… By this time, you should be able to clearly see my penis. She even joked with me, asking if it was a demon. She said it in Japanese… I teased her back, saying what women would do without it… In the midst of our unintentional joke, she grabbed my penis. I really didn’t know what to do, but one of her hands hooked around her neck, bringing her lips to mine. My other hand was also reaching down to her lower body, and I discovered she had taken off her underwear. I immediately reached her vaginal opening. She gasped, as if my nails had been too forceful… It was so easy to find her vagina. My blood was boiling… Hearing her moans, my breathing became rapid. My head was still exploring her vaginal opening… My hand went in… She seemed to be begging me, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I inserted my left middle finger… Instantly, she pressed her hands to the ground, tilted her head back, and looked up as if she was enjoying it… After a while, I felt I was about to give up, so I pressed her to the ground. I pulled her dress up a little, quickly found her vaginal opening, but found it very dry… Perhaps because I had just showered, I used my own condom to masturbate her a few times before penetrating her… The pleasure overwhelmed both of us, and her moans were still so unpleasant… I thrust hard, squatting and stomping. She kept twisting her hips.

Perhaps the alcohol hadn't worn off yet. I lasted much longer than before, so I could change positions several times, standing, squatting, lying down… I could tell she was about to give up… I could feel how excited she was… The unpleasant moans came one after another, getting shorter and shorter… After a while… I really felt like I'd done it for so long, a bit exaggerated, so I pulled out and shot it against the wall. It shot with such power, so high… After the pleasure, there was such emptiness. So… an indescribable feeling. A bit of regret. I felt that even if I did it, it would be the same, so what if I didn't? The pleasure and the aftermath of ejaculation are completely different, who can understand this feeling?

Afterwards, A, feeling satisfied, followed my instructions and went to her room, and I followed suit. Thinking about what had just happened… I thought it could only end there, and couldn't happen again… However, after this one time, I wouldn't be able to control myself and would fall into an irreversible situation…

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