My Nurse Girlfriend (5-7)

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Chapter Five
"Mmm...uh..." A delicate, long-haired beauty, naked with her back to me,

was moving up and down among a group of old men. A penis was thrusting wildly in and out of her mouth, hands, and even her vagina, causing the

long-haired beauty to continuously emit lewd sounds.
The penis beneath the beauty began to thrust violently, "slap slap slap," the sound of

flesh slapping against flesh, and the vaginal fluid was splashed everywhere. The thighs and lower abdomens of both of them were already covered with wet, slippery mucus...
Hundreds of thrusts made the heavy breathing of the men and the beauty echo all around.
Semen erupted unexpectedly, filling the entire space as if it were being filled with countless drops. The beautiful woman's tender vagina was

forcefully filled with semen, and her body was instantly covered in it, her smooth skin becoming sticky...
After enjoying the pleasure, the beautiful woman turned around and lay on the ground like a female dog. The pointed chin peeking out from her hair was

all too familiar to me... More men crowded around her, releasing their desires into every orifice of her body...
She finally raised her head. Although her face was covered in semen, just as I had feared, I recognized her

at a glance as my girlfriend... My heart ached: "Jie!"
It was still dark outside the window, but the touch from my hand brought me peace of mind. My girlfriend was right beside me; it

was just a dream… really just a dream… I tried to comfort myself, but I couldn't convince myself.
For the past few days, I've deliberately avoided talking about what happened at the hospital. After that night

, my girlfriend became even more submissive. The slightest emotional fluctuation from me would elicit countless apologies from her, making me feel even more guilty whenever I

thought about it.
Desire is an irrational thing; the rationality and restraint I usually pride myself on became

incredibly fragile in that moment. Whenever my girlfriend showed that pitiful look, my blood boiled, and I lost my mind,

doing things to her that I would later deeply regret… Lying down again, I embraced my sleeping girlfriend.
The night passed without a word.
I was awakened by a strange sensation beneath me in the early morning. Still half-asleep, I could only feel

a tingling, itchy sensation emanating from my penis… that familiar pleasure… Finally fully awake, I sat up and,

in the dim morning light, saw a scene I had completely expected: my girlfriend was on

top of me, giving me oral sex.
It was something that should feel wonderful, yet all I felt was a pang of heartache. I knew she was trying to please me.
“Mmm… sizzle… mmm… honey, you’re awake?”
“Mmm…”
Seeing my silence, her slightly excited face visibly dimmed: “I’m sorry…

don’t be angry…” This seemed to have become her mantra. These past few days, whenever my expression was slightly off, she

would react like this, head bowed, her face filled with regret and sorrow.
"I'm not angry." I wanted to say something comforting to cheer my girlfriend up, but my mind was a jumbled mess, and

I couldn't think straight. Many words reached my lips but were swallowed back, leaving only these one or two

emotionless sentences.
"Why are you up so early? Isn't your shift supposed to end in the afternoon?"
After working the night shift for a week, my girlfriend was switched to the afternoon shift last night, and next week she'll be on

the morning shift , and so on. It's a perfectly normal three-shift system, nothing much to say, but recalling

the scene from last night's dream, my tone inexplicably carried a hint of anger. I didn't even know what I was angry about. She hadn't done anything

wrong the words left my mouth, I instantly regretted them.
"I was wrong, I'm sorry..." My girlfriend finally broke down under the pressure. Large tears

streamed down her face as she crawled almost on her knees to my side, frantically kissing my body and grabbing my

right hand placing it on her chest.
The moment my hand touched her body, I pulled it back as if electrocuted. My mind

was turmoil. Last night's dream, mixed with the scene in the hospital that day, churned in my mind. I suddenly felt

so dirty; even touching a pure girl like Jie was an act of desecration.
I finally knew what I was afraid of: I was afraid that my behavior would increasingly deviate from our daily moral education,

leading my girlfriend to eventually see my true colors and leave me. Ultimately, it was still the fear of losing her

! Had I known that when I was coaxing and even forcing her to satisfy my desires, I'd lost my mind?

Or perhaps I should have just become a dog's brain? After figuring it out, I kept mocking myself, trying to ease the

heartache.
But my girlfriend probably misunderstood me. Seeing my hand slip away and I pull it back, her frantic

attempts to appease me slowed. When I came to my senses, I saw her staring at me blankly, tears

streaming . The only sound in the quiet room was her suppressed sobs.
Her body trembled slightly. Her hand rested beside mine, but she dared not grasp it, only

clinging to it like a crippled kitten, pleading for pity but too afraid to make a sound.
Silence spread, my mind grew increasingly chaotic, and my girlfriend's expression became more and more desperate. Unable to bear

the lay back down, while she remained in that position,

motionless like a statue, her head bowed, her hair obscuring her face, leaving me only with her chin visible,

tears constantly falling.
After calming myself slightly, I was finally able to think clearly, no longer acting like a fool,

indifferent to my girlfriend's situation. I turned to the side and took my girlfriend's hand. With a slight pull, I could draw her close to me.

I saw her slightly swollen eyes fixed on me, her right hand tightly gripped by hers.
The way she seemed afraid of being abandoned made me try to adjust my tone: "What's wrong this morning? Why are you up

so early?"
"I wanted to make you happy…you said it last night." My girlfriend's right hand cautiously touched my

body , and after sensing my lack of resistance, she wrapped her arms around my chest, holding me tightly.
I then remembered the joke we made before bed last night, about not setting the alarm in the morning and asking her to

wake me up with oral sex. Of course, it was just a joke, but I didn't expect her to remember it so clearly, and even wake up early

to fulfill my request.
My girlfriend hugged me so tightly I could barely breathe, so I had to remove her hands to prevent her from...

With her hands idle, I placed her hand on my penis. Feeling her hand obediently

moving on my penis, I was finally able to confidently grasp one of her breasts and squeeze it hard.
"I was just saying, why are you taking it so seriously? Getting up so early in the morning, aren't you tired?" I found that

every time my penis was stimulated, I felt an urge to ravage my girlfriend, but seeing her pitiful and cute appearance, in order to suppress

my animalistic desires, I started to make up random topics to divert my attention.
"I'm scared... You've been so sullen since that night... I'm afraid if I don't listen to you... you'll

leave me... I regret it so much... I could have done it, but I made excuses to disappoint you..." As my girlfriend

finished speaking, the tears that had stopped started to well up again. "I want to be good and make you happy...
to love me like before... If you hate me and don't want me anymore... I'll die... I don't know what to

do..." My girlfriend expressed her feelings incoherently, burying her head deeply in my chest.
It seems my self-loathing led to my low mood, which my girlfriend mistakenly interpreted as dissatisfaction.

Feeling the pleasure emanating from my genitals, it seemed unlikely to stop unless I made other requests. This reminded

me of that night when my girlfriend's hand was constantly stroking the patient's penis; now, it was just me

enjoying it. Lewd memories replayed in my mind, and my unrestrained lust fermented.
"Be good, as long as you're obedient, how could I bear to leave you?" I couldn't help but laugh at myself for worrying

so In her current state, even if I instilled correct sexual awareness in her, she wouldn't leave, would she? Anyway,

in her current state, she'd believe anything I said! As my mood began to improve, I made a wicked joke to myself:

"Besides, why would I be so stupid as not to continue instilling wrong sexual ideas in her?"
Jokes aside, I still had to continue comforting this frightened little beauty, otherwise, if her bad mood affected our relationship,

it would be a real headache: "From now on, you'll listen to whatever I say, right?"
"Yes!"
Thanks to the country's brainwashing education, thanks to our country's thousands of years of feudal culture and ideology... Although I used

to despise these things, now I realize that they do have their benefits. As expected of a pure and obedient

girl since childhood, to what extent must I be so compliant for her to promise me so earnestly that she would

obey any request I make?
"So, whatever I ask you to do, you'll do it, right?"
"Mmm... Honey, I'll do it."
Ever since I promised to buy her an engagement ring, she's been calling me "honey" all the time... Although I

like it , I still feel like I'm not that old yet.
"Go open the curtains now, the room's a bit stuffy, let's air it out."
"Okay!"
Watching my girlfriend frantically getting dressed as if she wanted to take credit, I quickly stopped her: "Getting dressed takes too long,

just go like this!"
The curtains were opened, and the morning light streamed in from the window, falling on my girlfriend's naked body. A gentle breeze blew, and my girlfriend

's long hair fluttered, no longer able to cover her snow-white skin. I walked behind her and hugged her, not letting

her leave the window. The sun hadn't risen yet, and most people were still asleep. Occasionally one or two pedestrians

would pass by, and if they looked up, they would see a naked girl exposing herself to them at the window.
"There are people on the street; they can see you like this if they look up," I said, grasping my girlfriend's breast with one hand and

inserting my middle finger into her vagina with the other, my penis rubbing against her buttocks, feeling

the softness and elasticity of her buttocks.
"Shall we go back? I'm afraid someone will see us..." My girlfriend turned her face away, her body trembling slightly, whether

from the wind or shyness, her vagina already wet.
"But you look beautiful right now, I like it this way."
"Hmm... I'm glad you like it." After hearing my words, my girlfriend stopped trying to turn around and

just stood quietly by the window with her eyes closed, letting me play with her.
Her tender pink nipples trembled slightly in the wind. I pulled her hands behind her back so she could hold onto my waist. My

waist sank gently, and my penis brushed against her buttocks and grazed her vulva.
"Someone's watching you down there. Your breasts are being seen by others now. How does it feel?" I pulled

my hands to cover my girlfriend's eyes. There were still very few pedestrians below, but that didn't stop me from fooling

my girlfriend a little.
"I don't know... It feels weird..." I could feel my girlfriend's face temperature rising rapidly, and

the trembling in her voice betrayed her nervousness.
"Think about it carefully, your expression is so beautiful, I want to hear how you feel right now."
"My chest feels empty... I feel insecure... I don't want others to see my body... but my husband

likes like this... so I want him to look at me for a little longer..."
"Do you want him to pinch your nipples?" I continued to tempt my girlfriend.
"I don't want to... I belong to my husband... I only let my husband touch me..."
This kind of conversation, this kind of scene, had already torn my reason to shreds, leaving only lust.
"Your whole being belongs to me, right?"
"Mmm..."
"Those things that belong to me, no one else can touch them without my permission, right?"
I finally couldn't hold back and set a trap for my girlfriend with words, while grabbing her waist and pulling her back,

my penis instantly hitting her entrance, squeezing in the entire glans. "Ugh..." My girlfriend's vagina was invaded by

a foreign object , the intense stimulation made her unable to speak anymore.
I couldn't tell if it was pleasure or pain that made my girlfriend's face flush red. Her hands flailing behind her back, trying

to find a foothold.
"But what if I want someone else to pinch your nipples? Your body belongs to me, so I

can use it however I want, right?" I gently swayed my hips. My girlfriend's vagina was very tight; although some fluid had come out, it still

gave me a painful tearing sensation.
"..." My girlfriend frowned, her eyes closed, unable to say a word. It seemed that penetration was

still .
I stopped moving my hips and, following techniques from some adult magazines, used my mouth to lick my girlfriend's

earlobe back and forth while observing her reaction. Each time I licked her ear, she would tense up and sway.

Her head wanted to pull away, but after I stopped her, she could only silently endure the sensation of being licked.
The lustful fluid that had stopped secreting due to the pain in her vagina began to seep out slowly again. "Ah...husband...

like ...ha...words..." My girlfriend finally came to her senses and said these words intermittently, which made me even

more primal.
"Good girl, I want to fuck you now, so I'm going to put it in!"
"Mmm, husband...love me..."
My penis slowly pushed in. Although there was some lubrication, the virgin's vagina was still too tight, so I couldn't feel any pleasure

at all . There was only a pain like the foreskin being slowly torn open. Although it hurt a lot,

the pleasure in my heart supported me to continue.
The increasingly intense pain made me unable to feel anything inside my girlfriend's vagina anymore. Only when I saw

the blood seeping out did I realize that I had finally possessed the woman in front of me.
At this moment, I could no longer hold on and slowly pulled my penis out. The tearing sensation slowly subsided, but

the pain that followed made me worry that my penis was going to be ruined... Why could other men bring women

to multiple orgasms when they were having sex with virgins, while I almost ruined my own manhood...? A sense of inferiority filled me with bitterness.
My girlfriend's body pressed weakly against the windowsill, no longer having the strength to care whether anyone outside could see her

naked body. Her round breasts were flattened against the windowsill, the cold edges leaving marks on her tender flesh. The more

frequent thrusting made my girlfriend writhe even more violently. She could only helplessly twist her bound body, experiencing

the feeling of being conquered and possessed.
It was my first time penetrating a woman's tender vagina, and I couldn't last long. A surge of intense pleasure overwhelmed my reason, and

my mind went blank. Thick, milky-white semen sprayed deep into my girlfriend's vagina… At that moment, my girlfriend leaned weakly

against me, her forehead covered in cold sweat, tears still wet from the pain in her eyes. I lost count of

how many times she had cried today.
When she saw me looking at her, she forced a smile, then uttered the same

apology she'd said countless times: "I'm sorry, I…"
"Okay, you did well, no need to apologize." I was
indeed very happy, but it also hurt a lot. (On a side note, fellow wolves, doesn't it hurt when you have sex with a virgin?
I remember it hurt for two or three days before it healed.)
"Mmm, I love you!"
"I love you too, then help me clean this thing up first." I helped her kneel in front of me, and put my blood-

stained penis to her mouth, wanting to see just how obedient my girlfriend would be.
The strange smell on my penis was so strong that even I could smell it clearly, let alone

my girlfriend with it pressed against her lips. I saw my girlfriend slightly raise her delicate pointed chin, completely ignoring the lewd smell on my penis, and

without hesitation she took the wet and sticky penis into her throat, her tongue sweeping back and forth on the shaft, and each

swallow in her throat greatly stimulating the glans stuck in her throat.
The strong suction made my penis, which had just ejaculated, slightly rise again, but the pain from my foreskin

dispelled the thought of another round. Since I'd already had the first time, there was no fear of missing out on

future plenty of time.
(To be continued)
My Nurse Girlfriend
Chapter Six
I don't know which guy said it, but men love because of sex, and women have sex because of love. This statement is clearly correct

. After my girlfriend received the cheap ring I gave her and a verbal engagement promise, she

wholeheartedly allowed me to play with her body.
Not long after I deflowered her, I bought her a ring as an engagement gift. Since I

'm still an intern who hasn't graduated yet, the ring definitely wouldn't be very expensive. But even with such an inexpensive

gift, my girlfriend was overjoyed. I seized the opportunity, finding

textbook-style articles about marital sex for my girlfriend to read, while I

twisted the content to my advantage.
As a result, she was subjected to near-brainwashing indoctrination almost daily, with ideas like sex being
a catalyst for love, satisfying a husband's sexual desires being a wife's duty and responsibility, and a wife's body being her husband
's exclusive property, which he had the right to use at will…etc. Blinded by the ring, my girlfriend obediently

accepted my indoctrination. Her semi-feudal upbringing instilled in her

the idea so after defining herself as my wife, she became completely subservient to me.
This reminded me of my girlfriend's grandmother, whose thinking was somewhat feudal, but whom I greatly admired.
My girlfriend's parents passed away unexpectedly when she was in elementary school, leaving her, her one-year-old

brother and their grandmother to depend on each other. It's hard to imagine how much effort an elderly woman must have put in to ensure that the two siblings

could smoothly enter school and even support my girlfriend through three years of high school.
Of course, children from poor families are often very sensible, and my girlfriend seemed like an excellent

student in every way. From elementary school, she learned to take care of her young brother and her frail grandmother. At school,

while we, the underachievers, were having fun, she would quietly study in a corner. Before I met

my girlfriend , I never imagined that anyone could spend every day like this.
She would do practice tests during breaks, secretly stay in class during lunch breaks to do more

tests, and continue doing them until lights out. Even during computer class when we were allowed free computer use, her computer was undoubtedly filled with a

jumble of practice problems and tests… Her three meals a day consisted of either a bowl of white rice or a steamed bun. This ascetic

lifestyle made me want to commit suicide every day, but my girlfriend seemed to enjoy it.
And how we met? It was because I once used my internet fee to pay for her week's

worth . Heaven knows that little bit of money was only enough for one all-nighter, yet she remembered it vividly. And it was this

beginning that led me back on the right track, under her guidance.
My thoughts drifted far away again. Whenever I touched upon those innocent memories of high school, I always got lost in them. They were so

mundane and insignificant, yet I always found myself drowning in them, unable to pull myself out.
"Honey, what are you thinking about?" My girlfriend gently waved her hand in front of my eyes, pulling me back from my reverie.

Come here. My girlfriend is sitting across from me, her eyes filled with gentle submission. This expression has been with

me for almost eight years. I remember how we were like innocent children in the beginning, even our hugs were so cautious.
My girlfriend is beautiful; I've been convinced of that since high school. Initially, she was a

girl who smiled often but didn't talk much. Her always silent, smiling face was like clear spring water, almost too beautiful to touch.

Now , her hair is longer, from a simple ponytail to flowing long hair. Her face hasn't

changed much; her eyes are still as captivating. Her body has matured a bit; the curves of her chest and hips

have more shapely, yet her slender shoulders still make her appear delicate.
She looked at me quietly, her gaze free of any desire, flowing from her tranquil eyes.
"Thinking of you." Knowing my girlfriend's personality, I knew how to answer this question to make her happy

. Perhaps it was just a small detail, but it had become an instinct that had sustained our relationship for so many years.
"I'm right here, what's there to think about..." My girlfriend gently snuggled closer to me, resting her head on

my chest. She's not usually shy about sex, yet

she blushed .
"You know perfectly well what I mean." I lifted my girlfriend's panties under her nightgown, my middle and index fingers ruthlessly

slipping into her vagina.
She was only wearing a pure white silk lingerie nightgown; its semi-transparent design barely

covered her body, and the hem only slightly covered her buttocks. Underneath, she wore only white lace

panties, without any bra, so her erect

nipples . When I bought this nightgown online, I also "casually" bought some sex toys I was interested in and hid them in

a drawer of the closet, ready to be taken out whenever I wanted my girlfriend to try them on.
My fingers easily slipped under my girlfriend's panties and into her vagina. Her body went limp

, as if she had no bones, leaning against me, letting out faint moans.
I thought her body must be sensitive; the slowly seeping fluid from her vagina proved it. But

why did it hurt so much the first time I penetrated her? I couldn't understand.

Perhaps it was because she was too nervous! These past few days, I could only satisfy

my cravings with my fingers, which was incredibly difficult for me, having just tasted the pleasures of a woman. My
girlfriend's hand slowly stroked my penis. Because I always made her masturbate whenever we were intimate, she would reflexively start stroking it whenever she touched it. 　　"Xiaojie is coming tomorrow..." 　　Xiaojie is my girlfriend's younger brother, also a top student. He's 15 years old, in his final year of junior high, facing the high school entrance exam . He specifically came to this city to take the junior high entrance exam so that we could take care of him. Besides that, my only impression of him is that I paid his tuition for a year when he was in his second year of high school. In fact, we've never even met. 　　"Okay, I know," I replied absentmindedly, my mind focused on my girlfriend's body. The lubrication on my fingers and the soft touch kept me from concentrating. 　　"Xiaojie wants us to tutor him during the three evening study sessions every day. His homeroom teacher has already approved the leave request. If I have to work the afternoon shift, I'll have to ask you to tutor him. Honey, is that okay?" 　　Whenever the topic of studying comes up, my girlfriend always becomes more talkative. I think this is probably a common trait among top students. 　　"Okay." 　　"Is this... comfortable?" Perhaps sensing the impatience in my tone, my girlfriend didn't continue , but cautiously asked, slightly out of breath. 　　"Of course, why are you asking this?" 　　"If you like it, honey... I'll... do this for you every day... okay?" My girlfriend tilted her head up slightly, her cute eyes looking straight at me, like a little kitten being affectionate. 　　"Isn't this what we do every day now? As for this pajamas, you can wear this at home from now on. 　　No other clothes, understand?" Looking at her adorable little girl face, I deliberately adopted a commanding tone, pointing my finger deep into her vagina and thrusting it in hard. 　　"Ah... I... I understand..." My girlfriend's expression began to daze, her slightly furrowed brows a mixture of pleasure and pain. She moved her pretty face, which had been resting on my shoulder, to rub against my cheek, her tongue licking my face haphazardly. "Husband... kiss me..." Her voice was soft, like an abandoned little animal, with a slight tremor. 　　Our lips met, and my girlfriend's tongue plunged into my mouth, frantically demanding more, like a girl in the moments before the apocalypse , wanting to prove her love with a passionate kiss, relentlessly demonstrating her loyalty. 　　Her fervor instantly infected me, making me lose all restraint. I withdrew my fingers from her wet, tender opening and pulled down her panties, letting her hold my penis herself. Then, supporting her shoulders, I slowly and firmly inserted my penis into her burning body. 　　This was my second time, and my girlfriend's second time too. Just like the first time, her vagina was still tight, but unlike the painful tightness of the first time, this time, because I had opened her vagina with my fingers beforehand and there was lubrication from her vaginal fluids, the tightness didn't cause me any pain; instead, it gave me unparalleled pleasure. 　　"Does it hurt?" I saw my girlfriend straddling my waist and legs without moving, tears . 　　"No...it doesn't hurt..." My girlfriend shook her head, putting on her usual gentle smile, but the moisture in her eyes and the slightly distorted smile proved that this was not the truth. 　　"Tell the truth." 　　"It hurts a little...but...but I like it...I like it when my husband does this..." 　　I stopped talking, straightened my lower body, and slowly began to thrust my penis into my girlfriend's body. The "sizzling" sound of water mixed with my girlfriend's panting, a beautiful scene mixed with a lewd feeling. 　　I put my fingers to my girlfriend's lips, the vaginal fluid still wet from her tender vagina, my sticky fingers exuding a unique feminine scent. Without the slightest hesitation, my girlfriend took my finger in her mouth and sucked on it vigorously, just like My finger could even touch the top of her chin.

"Want two dicks to fuck you, one down there and one in your mouth?" Looking at my girlfriend's seductive

expression, the evil thoughts deep inside me began to stir again.
"No...no...ah...I only want...my husband...alone...ha...with me...
for life..." My girlfriend's voice was intermittent, occasionally mixed with soft moans.
At this moment, my girlfriend was straddling me completely naked, her two delicate long legs spread out

like , revealing the pink vulva that had been hidden between her legs.
My girlfriend's vagina looked relatively neat. The color of her labia majora was only slightly darker than the surrounding skin, and

although her labia minora were exposed like other women's, they weren't crooked or

excessively everted like many others. Instead, they were two neat and slightly streamlined pink lines that

outlined , like a small pink mouth struggling to withstand the forceful invasion of my penis.
"What if I wanted to have sex with another man and you at the same time?" At this moment, my girlfriend's vagina was stretched open by my penis

and thrust deep inside, causing her vaginal fluids to flow out uncontrollably as if a switch had been turned on.
"I don't know... I don't know..." My girlfriend's flushed face was lowered, her bangs falling across her forehead and obscuring

her eyes, making it impossible for me to see her expression. Only her faint breathing

echoed in my ears.
"You said you would listen to anything I said." At this moment, my reason had long been overwhelmed, my mind

filled only with desire and the pleasure of humiliating my girlfriend. My lower body slowly stopped thrusting, and I waited quietly for my girlfriend

's response.
"I... I will listen... I... I will try my best... Waaah..." My girlfriend's lowered head finally rested

on my shoulder, her body weakly pressed against my chest. A slight tremor ran through our pressed bodies

, and the cool touch on my shoulders revealed traces of tears.
A powerful sense of satisfaction overwhelmed me; it wasn't the act itself that satisfied me, but the subservience my girlfriend

represented . The surging pleasure made my penis hard again, and my throbbing

body transmitted sexual ecstasy to both of us.
Lacking much sexual experience, I began to feel it under the intense stimulation; my penis grew hotter and hotter, my semen throbbing

within me . I gripped her slender waist tightly, my penis searching for

the entrance to her uterus, and a gush of hot, viscous semen spurted out inside my girlfriend. The forceful thrusting of my penis caused

my girlfriend's head to tilt back slightly, her voice choked and unable to escape.
We remained silent like this for what seemed like an eternity before I finally snapped out of the post-ejaculation throes. I

cupped and brought her close to me. Her hair trembled with the movement, and

her eyes, no longer hidden by her hair, were now in my view. Tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, her gaze lowered, avoiding my

eyes.
"Look into my eyes… why are you crying again?" I asked,

knowing .
"I'm sorry…" her voice was still tinged with the gasps of exertion.
"Why are you apologizing again?"
"I...I only want to be with...my husband...not...anyone else..." My girlfriend's voice trembled,

her slightly tearful voice recounting her inner pain.
"Why? Didn't you say you'd listen?"
"But...only with...my husband...anyone else will...make it dirty...Grandma said...if I get dirty,

no one will want me...my husband will too..." Her voice grew softer and softer, her fragmented words requiring me to listen very carefully

to understand what she was trying to say.
When I heard my girlfriend mention her grandmother, I felt embarrassed to continue probing her.

In my eyes, my girlfriend's grandmother was a very respectable old woman, and I couldn't make any jokes in her name.
When I looked up, I saw my girlfriend's eyes looking at me, the expectation in them

impossible to hide. I knew what she wanted to hear from me, just as I knew she would always quietly wait for others'

responses , her serene expression so captivating.
"Grandma's words do make a lot of sense." I carefully sorted out my thoughts, but only managed to squeeze out this

useless sentence, making me feel a little amused and exasperated with myself. After thinking for a moment, I added, "As long as it's not

someone else's, it's fine, right?"
"Yes, as long as it's my husband... whatever my husband wants." Hearing the answer she wanted, my girlfriend's

speech quickened, clearly afraid I would change my mind.
Seeing my girlfriend's eyes brighten again, I suddenly wanted to tease her a little more: "You said I'd do whatever you

want, right? Xiaojie's coming tomorrow."
"Hmm..."
I took out the box full of sex toys from the closet drawer and asked my

girlfriend , "Then we'll have to have a good time tonight, okay?"
"Hmm..." My girlfriend's expression was full of unease.
"Guess what this is?" What I was holding in my hand was a crystal vibrator, which I inserted the battery into before

handing to my girlfriend. Considering that my girlfriend was inexperienced, I only chose a standard size,

but the countless small bumps on the vibrator proved its effectiveness on women.
"I don't know..." My girlfriend's other hand gripped the sheets tightly, as if only in this way could she calm her

heart. Sure enough, I didn't think that a top student who only went online a few times to look for textbooks would understand

what sex toys were.
I didn't say anything, but just got up and turned on the computer. After fast-forwarding a few times, the computer screen showed the scene I wanted to

see . The actress in the picture was using a vibrator just like the one my girlfriend was holding to masturbate,

and she also had a huge penis in her mouth.
"This isn't just anyone's penis! You just said that as long as it's not someone else's, I

can do ." I think my expression must have been extremely distorted at that moment.
Without me saying anything, my girlfriend knew what to do. Her hands trembled as she gripped the vibrator, and the grotesque

shaft slowly slid into her body... When the vibrator was inserted to its deepest point, I turned it on.

The high-speed rotation and rapid vibration of the shaft caused my girlfriend's body to spasm instantly. But at this moment, my girlfriend let go of the vibrator

, yet she hugged me tightly, refusing to let go for a long time.
My girlfriend's sobs echoed in the room all night, keeping me awake all night...
(To be continued)
My Nurse Girlfriend (Part 7)

Another morning dawned, the absurdity of last night still vivid in my mind.
My girlfriend beside me was still fast asleep, her swollen eyes accusing me of my brutality last night.
It wasn't until much later that I realized my girlfriend's feelings for me were like a thin thread binding her

.
She could have easily broken free, yet I let her grab the other end of the thread and pull it wantonly, using this

thread called love to inflict wounds all over her body.
My desires, suppressed for nearly seven years, had twisted my soul beyond recognition

. Her concessions, her patience, her trust were all excuses for my indulgence.
My heart was rotting.
But how could I, who was once so arrogant, admit my despicable and foolishness so soon?
Finally able to indulge my desires, all I could think about was what excuse I'd use next time.
My girlfriend's younger brother arrived at our rented apartment after 5 PM. My girlfriend's shift this week

was from 8 AM to 4 PM, but I had to go to the company to submit a report.
So, naturally, the task of receiving the young man fell to my girlfriend.
When I returned to our apartment from the company, it was past 6 PM. Before entering, I naturally

assumed my girlfriend would have prepared dinner and was waiting.
However, I seemed to be wrong.
The apartment seemed very quiet; the bedroom door was tightly closed, and I couldn't hear any noise from inside.
Could it be that my girlfriend took her brother out to buy something? I opened the room door with my key, so

it seemed a bit sudden for both me and the person inside.
I watched the young man frantically fastening his belt, the still-on screen displaying

something even I often look at:
a pornographic image of a beautiful woman being penetrated by a large

penis .
I knowingly closed the door again and sat on the living room sofa, waiting for the flustered young man to

finish.
A few minutes later, the door opened, and the young man finally emerged, fully dressed.
His flushed face and head bowed almost to his chest betrayed his shyness, perhaps even fear?

It was obvious this kid was my girlfriend's younger brother. He was slightly thin, wearing a light blue

school uniform and faded jeans.
His still-growing, somewhat childish face, framed by black-rimmed glasses, gave him a refined

air.
I guessed he'd be considered a well-behaved child by those old-fashioned folks.
"Brother..."
His voice, just past puberty, sounded a little off, yet couldn't hide the

nervousness in his slightly off-key tone.
This scene reminded me of my own experience years ago, so similar to this moment.
Only, I wasn't as old-fashioned as my father; after all, I'd been in the same situation back then.
"I'm your brother-in-law, not your brother. Where's your sister? Did she go out?"
I avoided the previous situation and tried to ease his tension by changing the subject.
"Sis, my sister's in the bathroom..."
This guy's face turned even redder, and I really couldn't understand what kids these days were thinking.
"If you're feeling uncomfortable, you can go to the bathroom to take care of it when your sister comes out. Don't hold it in .

"
Seeing his erect penis under his jeans, I hesitated for a moment but decided to speak up.

I couldn't help but feel relieved that I hadn't scared the little guy too much, otherwise, his

grandmother, would have beaten me to death.
"..."
I couldn't bear to frighten the child any further, so after taking him back to his room, I decided to check on my girlfriend.
"Jie, are you in there?"
Standing at the bathroom door, I wondered if she had diarrhea.
"Mmm..."
Her voice was soft, making it impossible for me to guess her condition.
"Do you have diarrhea?"
"No..."
"Then what's wrong? Open the door and let me see, I'm worried about you..."
The door opened, and before I could react, my girlfriend hugged me tightly, forcing me to follow her into

the bathroom .
The door closed immediately after I entered.
After breaking free from her embrace, I finally understood why she had stayed in the bathroom and refused to leave

.
She was wearing a semi-transparent nightgown, and her nipples, exposed through the fabric without any bra

, were clearly visible to my gaze.
Her tight white lace panties barely covered her vulva, and through the alluring

patterns , I could vaguely see faint black marks.
"When did you change into this?"
Seeing my girlfriend like this, I finally understood why her brother

blushed , and why his secret masturbation while looking at porn might be related to his lovely sister.
After all, my girlfriend's outfit was too tempting; even I couldn't resist, let alone that young virgin.
"I changed into this outfit as soon as I got home from work... You said last night that this was the only thing I could wear at home... I was afraid... I

was afraid you'd be angry if I didn't listen..."
My girlfriend's head was lowered, her eyes fixed on her toes, perhaps counting them.
"So you're going to wear this to pick up Xiaojie?" I
was startled. I would love to wear this at home, but it wouldn't be fun to be seen in public . If someone recognized us, we'd never be able to hold our heads high in front of others again. 　　"No... I didn't go out... It's him... Xiaojie knows this place... I just went to open the door and let him in..." 　　Hearing the reproach in my voice, my girlfriend's explanation became incoherent. 　　She gripped my hand tightly, making me wonder if she would burst into tears if I raised my voice any harder.

A voice came.
"Were you wearing these two pieces when you opened the door?"
I breathed a sigh of relief, afraid she would be foolish enough to go out dressed like that.
"Um... Honey, if you don't like it, can you change it now? I'm too scared to go out like this..."
My girlfriend's voice trembled, her pitiful eyes pleading for my permission.
"Who told you I don't like it? Lift your leg."
My girlfriend's movement made it easy for me to pull down her panties, and my fingers stiffly inserted directly into her vagina,

not caring whether there was any lubricating fluid secreted inside.
My girlfriend's compliance gave me immense satisfaction, and I suddenly realized that I had become addicted to this way of being together.
It was like a monarch possessing endless power, allowing me to command my girlfriend to fulfill all my demands, right or

wrong .
The pleasure brought by power made me lose myself; reason and morality had long been drowned by twisted desires.
At this moment, all I could think about was how to satisfy my perverted desires.
"Let's go out. Xiaojie said he needed to use the restroom."
I tried hard to maintain a serious expression, not daring to let my twisted thoughts show on my face and frighten

my girlfriend .
"But, but... like this..."
My girlfriend finally panicked completely, her eyes constantly scanning her body, her eyes already flashing with an

inexplicable light.
"Honey... my underwear..."
"What's wrong?"
I asked knowingly.
"It's so embarrassing if my brother sees it like this..."
My girlfriend's body was trembling.
"Didn't you strip naked in front of the window last week and let others see you? And that time at the hospital too, why

are you shy now?"
"I don't know... but, but I'm so scared..." " Besides
, didn't you bathe him every day when you were in elementary school? Your brother saw you naked back then, so what's there to worry about now? Your brother isn't a stranger. From now on, just wear this nightgown at home, okay?" 　　Although I used a negotiating tone, my words left no room for her to argue. 　　"I... know..." 　　My girlfriend was almost speechless, only able to let me do whatever I wanted with her body, but her hands were still tightly gripping the hand that held her underwear. 　　"Sweetheart," 　　I gently kissed her lips, trying my best to soothe her emotions. 　　"I love you." 　　"I love you too..." 　　My girlfriend's voice was so hollow, so lost it was heartbreaking. 　　I threw her underwear into the bucket, but the bathroom door was still opened. 　　My girlfriend clung tightly to my clothes, like a shy child, her head down, hiding behind me. 　　"Xiaojie, hurry up and take a shower, then we'll eat." 　　Leading my girlfriend back to the room, I gently urged my younger brother, who was sitting blankly in front of the computer, terrified by the beautiful scene before him. 　　I clearly saw him keep his head down after we entered the room, only glancing up briefly as he passed his girlfriend before into the bathroom. 　　Once inside, my girlfriend sat blankly beside me, her eyes unfocused, staring straight ahead. Even as her own brother walked past, her expression remained unchanged. 　　Her hand gripped my clothes tightly, creating wrinkles. 　　"Honey…" 　　her voice was so soft that I couldn't help but turn my head to look at her profile. 　　Tears welled up under her eyes, finally spilling from the corners. 　　"Husband, I love you..." 　　"I really love you so much..." 　　"I want to be your wife..." 　　"I want to stay by your side forever..." 　　Tears streamed down her face, yet she wore a gentle smile. 　　Every word pierced my heart, but I didn't know how to speak. 　　"Husband, if I listen to you... you won't leave me..." 　　"Yes... as long as you listen to me..." 　　My girlfriend finally withdrew her right hand, which had been tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, and held it to her chest. The cheap ring was tightly fastened on her middle finger. 　　"Then... I'll be a good girl..." 　　Her voice was so forlorn. 　　"Since you're so obedient, how could I bear to let you leave me?" 　　The feeling of heartache and the violent desire were still entangled, and my mouth opened before I could even think of anything else. 　　I imagine the smile on my face at that moment must have been as gentle as a devil tempting someone to depravity, sweetness masking baseness. 　　I pulled my left slipper out and stretched it in front of my girlfriend's toes, then stepped barefoot onto the floor. 　　My feet hadn't been washed since I got home from work, and they emitted a slightly pungent smell of sweat. 　　"Honey, lick me." 　　My girlfriend bent down, kneeling before me. 　　Her buttocks were raised high like a female dog's, tracing a beautiful curve in the air. 　　Her small tongue licked back and forth between my toes, the soft touch moving back and forth between them. 　　Every time she licked the side of her toes, her tongue would inevitably touch the cold floor. The grime from her toes and the floor would stick to her tongue, which she would swallow in small sips with her eyes closed. 　　... Dinner was delivered; it was clear she couldn't cook tonight. 　　Dinner was spent in an awkward atmosphere. 　　She remained silent at the table, only occasionally adding food to our bowls. 　　Her face still wore her usual gentle smile, but her empty eyes lacked any focus. 　　Xiaojie, sitting opposite her, kept his head down, his face flushed, only occasionally glancing up slightly when she put food in his bowl . 　　But his gaze seemed to be fixed on her chest. 　　I hate small talk, so I had no interest in pretending to be enthusiastic and asking Xiaojie 　　silly questions like " How are you doing at school? Is the academic pressure high?" 　　Therefore, an awkward silence remained at the dinner table.

After dinner, Xiaojie made an excuse that he needed to study and ran back to his room as if he were escaping.
To avoid disturbing his studies, after clearing the table and taking a shower, we could only sit in

the living room until bedtime.
Our rented apartment has two bedrooms and a living room, but the landlord doesn't intend to rent out the room next door; he keeps it as

a temporary place for himself or relatives to stay in the city.
So, naturally, the door to the next room has been tightly closed for half a year, never opened by anyone.
As for Xiaojie's accommodation, we originally planned to unfold the sofa in the living room to use as a bed.
However, because I had to go to the company today, I couldn't prepare pillows and a light blanket in advance. So he can only sleep in the living room tomorrow, and tonight the three of us will have to squeeze
into our room . 　　At 11 pm, after my girlfriend helped Xiaojie change into a pair of boxer shorts as pajamas, we finally turned off the lights and went to sleep. He was a little 　　hesitant and reluctant when my girlfriend was changing his pajamas, but she was unmoved, just like when she took care of her younger brother as a child. 　　Seeing my girlfriend's gentle yet slightly firm demeanor keeping her brother in check, I almost couldn't believe this was my gentle and obedient girlfriend. 　　But considering she raised her brother from a young age, she's practically a parent in that sense, so this situation is unusual. 　　Xiaojie's awkwardness was simple: seeing his erect penis after he took off his pants, I knew he definitely hadn't managed to ejaculate properly during his shower. 　　After all that commotion, we could finally rest. 　　But having been busy all day without any release, I couldn't fall asleep. 　　My penis, like Xiaojie's, was standing erect, making my pajama pants look like a tent. 　　When my girlfriend changed his pajama pants, because his erection was so inconvenient, she even used her hand to hold it against her stomach . 　　We didn't react much to this, after all, he was her younger brother whom she had raised since childhood, but Xiaojie flushed face and the way he looked away almost made me burst out laughing. 　　Thoughts wandered erratically, a jumble of ideas flashing through my mind. 　　Thinking about everything that had happened today, my emotions became complex. 　　I don't know why I increasingly wanted to force my girlfriend to do things that violated our morals. 　　Perhaps it was because I was so deeply bound by these beliefs that I wanted to satisfy my desires . 　　It was like tearing apart a perfect piece of silk bit by bit just to hear the tearing sound; the brutal pleasure of destroying something perfect made me forget all the consequences. 　　Whether I would regret my actions in the future, I didn't know, and I didn't want to think about it. 　　The streetlights outside the window dimmed, leaving only the dark outlines of objects before my eyes. 　　My girlfriend was still fast asleep beside me; today's events had probably exhausted her. 　　The pitch-black night made it impossible for me to see her clearly, but the sensation from my arm gave me a more direct understanding. 　　My right arm was being held by her arms; in her deep sleep, she lacked the strength to restrain me tightly, only slightly hooking her arm around mine. 　　The strap of her nightgown had slipped down to her arm, and her breasts, uncovered by the nightgown, were being squeezed by her hands, her small nipples brushing against my right arm. 　　Xiaojie was sleeping on the innermost side, about half a person's distance away from my girlfriend; I didn't know if he was asleep. 　　My thoughts wandered too far, and I lost track of time. Just as my mind was becoming hazy, I felt a strange sensation on my arm. 　　I snapped out of my daze instantly; it was the touch of the back of her hand. 　　My right hand was being held by my girlfriend, so I could only reach over with my free left hand to cover the hand that was covering her chest. 　　Unfortunately, my impulsive action prevented me from grabbing the hand; it reflexively pulled back, leaving only the soft touch of her breast in my palm. 　　"Ugh..." 　　The intense movement on that sensitive area still woke my girlfriend. 　　I reached for the light switch on the bedside table, and the bright light took a while to adjust to. My girlfriend's sleepy eyes and Xiaojie's terrified expression came into view. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(To be continued )

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