[Peeping on your goddess girlfriend being raped] (Parts 6-7)

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(VI)

As mentioned last time, my girlfriend returned to our place covered in semen and filth, took a shower, and fell into a deep sleep

. I hid outside until almost the end of my workday before going inside. Seeing the faint teeth marks and swollen

labia on her body, I didn't ask anything, just touched her big buttocks and fell into a deep sleep myself.

My girlfriend stayed there for two more days before returning to school.

As for what happened last time, I didn't ask, and my girlfriend didn't confess either, so we continued living together like that.

Two months later, I returned to the city where my girlfriend was studying, found a job, and rented a one-bedroom apartment to

live with her. Since she was a senior and didn't have many classes, we often stayed at home when we weren't working. After

having sex so much, we always liked to add some excitement to set the mood, and I believe everyone can relate. It just so happened that

when I was buying condoms online that day, the store was having a promotion, and the owner randomly gave me a thong with a bottom opening and

a wireless vibrator, which was quite high-end, the variable frequency kind, with five levels, the vibration frequency gradually increasing.

At level five, the buzzing sound from the vibration became quite strong, which was its

drawback .

Since I had a sex toy, there was no reason not to use it. Before making love with my girlfriend, I would insert the vibrator into

her vagina, slowly increasing the vibration speed, watching her legs try to squeeze and spread, listening

to her increasingly heavy moans, and rubbing my clitoris with my middle finger. Every time, I couldn't resist fucking her hard.

However, every game has its limits, and I gradually lost interest in it, so I wanted to try something

else . That evening, around six o'clock, we wanted to go to the nearby Carrefour to buy groceries

and snacks for the month. A mischievous idea came to me, so I made my girlfriend wear a black pleated mini-skirt and

a rather sheer pink pair of panties. Before she knew what I was going to do, I took the

vibrator out of the room. My girlfriend immediately understood and seemed very angry, saying I was a pervert.

I thought to myself, who's the pervert? I should be calling you a pervert! I pretended to be sullen and said, "It's not like you're letting someone else fuck

you, what are you afraid of?" I said it on purpose because I knew my girlfriend was still

traumatized by what happened that night and felt guilty towards me, so she probably wouldn't refuse me.

Sure enough, my girlfriend's beautiful face suddenly turned pink, and she lowered her head coyly, tacitly agreeing to my

actions . So I turned my girlfriend around, had her hold onto the wall with both hands and stick her big butt out,

lifted her short skirt, pulled down her panties, parted her labia with my left hand, and slowly inserted the vibrator

, finally pushing it deeper into my girlfriend's vagina with my index finger, leaving only a small piece of

plastic strap sticking out. I helped my girlfriend put her panties back on, making sure her vagina was completely covered and the vibrator

wouldn't be squeezed out, before taking my girlfriend's hand and leaving.

As soon as we went out, I put the remote control in my pants pocket, and my girlfriend didn't react much. So, we

held hands and hailed a taxi to the supermarket. My girlfriend thought I was just playing around and didn't

think , because when the vibrator wasn't vibrating, it was no different from having a small object stuck in my vagina. But what my

girlfriend never expected was how bold I would be next.

We pushed a cart and started shopping for household goods. There happened to be a multi-functional mop booth nearby, and

a young male salesman was tirelessly explaining the mop's various functions, but unfortunately,

few people were buying anything. My girlfriend was very interested in these strange household items, so she pulled me

towards , and I grinned mischievously behind her.

Once at the booth, my girlfriend couldn't wait to ask the salesman about the mop's functions.

Seeing that he finally had a customer, and a tall, sexy woman at that, the young man excitedly

started . Seeing them enjoying their conversation, I secretly slipped my hand into my pocket, touched the button, and pressed

the third setting.

My girlfriend was holding a sample mop, chatting with the salesperson while fiddling with it. Suddenly, she let out a soft

"Ah..." The mop fell to the ground, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Looking

around to make sure no one heard, she blushed, glared at me, and pulled me away. I had already turned off

the vibrator , but she was still pouting, pretending to be angry. I chuckled, coaxed her a bit, and continued

walking with her.

After buying a few more things, I noticed my girlfriend was a bit tired, so I told her to rest while I went shopping.

There were two rows of massage chairs nearby, and several slightly balding middle-aged men were lying in front of them,

eyes closed, happily enjoying themselves, probably waiting for their wives. There was one empty chair left

, so I told my girlfriend to go rest there while I continued shopping. Actually, I was hiding behind a nearby shelf,

peeking.

My girlfriend was happy and sat down without thinking. The middle-aged men

opened their eyes gleaming with a strange light.

As mentioned before, my girlfriend was wearing a flared, pleated mini-skirt—

the black one in the picture I posted earlier—and a fitted, low-cut t-shirt. The massage chair had

a peculiar design: the buttocks area was recessed, and her legs were also fixed in place by their respective indentations. This

forced my girlfriend's legs apart, her pink, semi-transparent panties clearly exposed under the supermarket's bright lights.

My girlfriend, however, seemed oblivious, closing her eyes and leaning back for a neck massage.

Due to the limited space in the supermarket, the two rows of massage chairs facing each other were quite close together;

the 's had legs that almost touched her knees. The middle-aged man deliberately scooted down

, trying to get a closer look under my girlfriend's short skirt. I thought, "This is going to be a real treat for that lecherous old

man ," because my girlfriend's panties were very sheer. Although I couldn't see her vulva,

I could clearly see a small tuft of thick pubic hair. I was sure that would give him quite a bit of a thrill.

Meanwhile, the two middle-aged men on either side of my girlfriend, who were lamenting not having the better position as the man opposite, saw that my

girlfriend had tilted her head back and closed her eyes, so they slowly began to move their heads closer to her.

The two massage chairs were right next to each other, and the two men's eyes were practically glued to my girlfriend's white breasts.

My girlfriend's short-sleeved shirt had a low neckline, and she was wearing a demi-cup bra, so it looked like she wasn't wearing

a bra at all. Her entire chest was clearly visible; I'm sure you

've seen this angle in the photos I sent you before. My girlfriend's breasts are incredibly alluring. At that moment, her breasts

were gently trembling with the vibrations of the massage chair, a sight that was absolutely breathtaking .

I guess the two middle-aged men's excited, rapid breathing startled my girlfriend; she stirred and opened her eyes.

The two men quickly turned their heads, looking around. Logically, my girlfriend should have looked left and right

, which would have surely revealed these two perverts, but the beer-bellied man opposite them saved them, because his

movements were far too obvious. My girlfriend was startled at first, then immediately realized what was happening and pressed her skirt

down , but she didn't notice the lecherous men on either side of her.

Seeing that my girlfriend hadn't noticed their misdeeds, the two bald, middle-aged men started chatting with

her , making small talk. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but it was probably just flattery and obsequiousness,

which I didn't want to hear. When they got to the part, they actually made my girlfriend giggle, covering her mouth with her hands

. This action amused the two men, because her arms had created

a deep cleavage, and her breasts, exposed outside her short-sleeved neckline, looked

like they were about to burst. Under the light, they were snow-white, and the two lecherous men were completely mesmerized.

Seeing that the time was right, I reached into my pocket and took out the remote control for my vibrator. Not sure

if it would work at this distance, I suddenly pressed the third setting while they were chatting. It seemed

to work, because I saw my girlfriend, who was speaking, suddenly shudder, cover her crotch with her hands, and

let out a soft moan.

I didn't give my girlfriend a chance to catch her breath, and turned the vibrator up to level four. She groaned again, "

Mmm...ah..." I immediately switched it to the highest level, level five, and she groaned again, "Mmm...ah..."

her body trembling.

Suddenly realizing something was wrong, she quickly removed her hands from her vulva and covered her mouth, which was about

to continue groaning. She forced herself to endure the intense stimulation, her face flushed, biting her lower lip, and gave the

two lecherous old men an awkward smile.

The two old men were probably startled by this sudden turn of events. After they understood, they gave

my girlfriend lewd smiles, as if asking her what was wrong. Just as my girlfriend opened her mouth to answer, I immediately

switched the vibrator between levels three and five, and the words she was about to say were abruptly

replaced by a series of "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." moans.

I had assumed the massage chair's vibrations would drown out the vibrator, which emboldened me to be so bold. However, I completely

forgot that switching the vibrator's frequency would make its sound intermittent, thus

distinguishing it from the massage chair's vibrations. The two men seemed to have noticed this too, because I saw them

both staring intently at my girlfriend's genitals.

My girlfriend squeezed her legs together, trembling from the vibrator's stimulation, too afraid to make a sound. The middle-aged man on the left

seemed even bolder, placing one hand on my girlfriend's shoulder and the other on her forehead,

seemingly checking if she had a fever. It was such a blatant act; his lecherous intentions were obvious!

Seeing the situation was getting out of hand, my girlfriend quickly got up to leave, but in her haste, she dropped her bag, so she hurriedly

bent down to pick it up. At the time, I didn't understand why she didn't squat down to pick it up; instead, she stood up and bent

over . Later, I asked my girlfriend and found out it was because she was so aroused that she really needed to pee, and she was afraid that if she squatted down, she wouldn't

be able to hold it in.

But she didn't seem to realize that doing that wasn't much better than peeing on the ground. Because she was wearing

a low-cut miniskirt, bending over and sticking her butt out exposed her entire buttocks and vulva. My

girlfriend already semi-transparent panties were completely transparent because they were soaked with her vaginal fluids

, to the point that you could clearly see her labia minora, clitoris, and anus.

And now, my girlfriend's buttocks were facing those two men, so close that they could almost smell

the lewd scent emanating from her genitals. The two old perverts behind her were dumbfounded, their eyes fixed on my girlfriend

, as if they wanted to devour her. Luckily, my girlfriend quickly cleaned herself up and hurriedly

left, leaving only a wet stain on the massage chair.

Seeing my girlfriend leave, I caught up with her from behind. I thought I was definitely going to get a scolding, but to

my surprise she hugged me tightly when she saw me, her big, watery eyes wide,

and she whispered in my ear in a tearful voice, "Waaah... um... husband... umm... I want... umm...

I want..." When I looked at her again, her face was already red to her neck.

I still teased her with a mischievous smile, "Silly wife, what are you saying? What do you want? This supermarket is so big,

whatever you want, husband will go buy it for you right away." My girlfriend seemed to be trying hard not to cry out

, and whispered, "Um... um... you're bad... you've made me... like this... and... um... you won't give

me... ah... I want... I want husband's... um... big cock. " "Chicken... um... I want a big cock..."

I pretended to be helpless and said to my girlfriend, "Baby, although I really want to satisfy you right now, there are so many people in this

supermarket , where are we going to make love?" My girlfriend seemed a little anxious and said breathlessly, "Sigh...

um... anywhere... no one... um... any... ah... stairs... toilet... um

...

I don't care... I... I want... ah..."

I thought to myself, how can I let you be satisfied so easily? I haven't had enough fun yet! So I coaxed my girlfriend to

bear with it a little longer, and I would make her feel good when we got home. Then I stopped the vibrator in her vagina and let her catch her breath.

She agreed hesitantly. Finally, we hurriedly finished shopping and left the supermarket.

(VII)

Since it was the time for taxi shift changes, we couldn't get a taxi no matter what we did, so we decided to take the bus.

Anyway, my girlfriend just wanted to get home quickly.

We arrived at the bus stop, and there were quite a few people waiting for the bus. Finally, the bus came, and my girlfriend and I were caught in the crowd.

We squeezed onto the bus. Suddenly, another idea popped into my head. With incredibly precise touch

, I gently pinched my girlfriend's back. Because it was so crowded, she didn't even notice I'd unhooked her bra.

Since she was wearing a strapless demi-cup bra, unhooking it meant it would fall off completely. I watched as

her bra slowly slid out from under her t-shirt and fell below the bus door. Then we were squeezed

onto the bus. Once on board, my girlfriend realized her bra was gone. She looked at me questioningly, as if trying to read something from my

eyes . I pretended not to notice and looked back at her with the same questioning gaze.

Because it was so crowded, we were quickly separated. The bus started moving, but it was moving

very fast and swaying violently. I could barely stand by holding onto the handrails. My girlfriend was in the same boat; she raised her arms

and gripped , her body swaying back and forth. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, my girlfriend's nipples were clearly

visible through her thin clothing, which the bespectacled man sitting in front of her immediately noticed,

staring at her lecherously.

Have you ever seen the buses around here? The seats at the front are raised

, facing each other, like the massage chairs in the supermarket. The bespectacled man,

probably not satisfied with just looking at her nipples, pushed his knee forward a bit. Because my girlfriend

is quite tall, her vulva was level with his knee.

He seemingly unintentionally placed his hand on his knee,

positioned . Because the bus swayed violently when turning or overtaking, my girlfriend's vulva rubbed against

his hand repeatedly. Since her miniskirt offered no protection, the man

's hand almost always touched her wet

labia through her barely-there panties.

My girlfriend wanted to move, but couldn't budge, so she looked in my direction. I pretended to be

looking at the scenery outside. Seeing that I hadn't noticed, she stopped struggling and let the bespectacled man grope her.

Meanwhile, a young man in a school uniform, probably only a

high school freshman, had appeared behind her. Judging by his cocky demeanor, he was likely a good-for-nothing at school. He stood

behind her, sniffing her long hair, his genitals

pressed tightly against her large buttocks due to the crowd, bobbing up and down with the swaying of the vehicle.

My girlfriend's face started to turn slightly red. Seeing this as the perfect opportunity, I reached into

my pocket and turned on the vibrator to the second setting. I knew that too much stimulation wasn't suitable for the current atmosphere. Suddenly

, my girlfriend made another "hmm," then turned and glared at me before falling silent.

The bespectacled man sitting in front of my girlfriend seemed to have noticed something. A lewd

smile crept across his face as he turned his hand over and, with two fingers extended, began to fondle my girlfriend's vulva. My girlfriend

bit her lower lip, trying to suppress a sound, and lowered her head shyly, unable to meet the man's burning

gaze.

The middle school student behind her wasn't idle either. He freed one hand and groped between my girlfriend's buttocks and his penis

, and I later

realized He inserted his penis under my girlfriend's short skirt and rubbed it back and forth between her large buttocks

. I guess he had seen the bespectacled man's behavior, which emboldened him to be so bold.

Finally, we were almost at our stop. Seeing that my girlfriend was about to get off, the two men withdrew their hands

and penises, and then each gave my girlfriend's vulva and buttocks a hard squeeze. My girlfriend frowned and glared at

them before squeezing towards the back door of the bus. Those few steps were incredibly difficult, not only because of the crowd and the

difficulty of moving, but also because the men who, like me, had witnessed what had just happened but were stuck in a bad position

finally had their chance to "show off."

Some pretended to let my girlfriend pass while taking the opportunity to grope her breasts; others used their drink bottles or

phones to nip at her genitals; the worst one pretended to fall as the bus swayed

, using my girlfriend as a handrail, his hand slipping under her skirt and

roughly groping between her legs.

Finally, we managed to squeeze off the bus. My girlfriend didn't say a word, just pulled me towards home. As soon as we opened

the door, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. After a few kisses, she quickly

helped me take off my shirt and pants.

We made our way to the sofa, where I pulled down my underwear and lay down. My girlfriend, seeing this, didn't hesitate

; she quickly pulled off her skirt and panties, positioned herself with my penis against her vulva,

and sat down on me. She then began rapidly thrusting her hips back and forth, while simultaneously pulling her t-

shirt over her head.

Seeing her heaving breasts, and recalling the events of the previous night, I became excited.

I grabbed her waist and thrust forcefully from below. At this moment, my girlfriend was touching my

firm and kneading her own soft breasts with the other.

Just as we were reaching the peak of our passion, I suddenly discovered something that aroused me even more!

(To be continued)

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