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【Orange Memoirs】(01-02)

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(I) The Emergence of Desire

For over four years online, from the initial Yuan Yuan to later Intimate Lovers, and now Ya Qing,

Lamb , and Coastline, I've read many articles by experienced writers about humiliating girlfriends. These works include

the imaginative ideas of seasoned authors and the fresh experiences of netizens. Among them,

the articles articles take place on campus, and

all my experiences with my girlfriend also happened on campus—we are still seniors in college—

it felt very relatable. It also reminded me of many past events between my girlfriend and me.

Reading Zuo Fei Da Da Da's articles provided answers to the thoughts and feelings that had long troubled me.

I no longer considered myself a pervert, nor did I feel deeply guilty or repressed about my various "perverted" behaviors and thoughts

. On the contrary, I even felt a little proud that I had the opportunity to fully enjoy the pleasure of sex.

I was also excited about the complete transformation of my thoughts and sexual concepts. All of this is thanks to

the inspiration and guidance of Zuo Fei and other online writers.

Having absorbed so much from the internet, it's time to give back. Also,

to reminisce with my girlfriend about our past experiences. Before I forget, I'm

writing down our stories and experiences from the past few years to share with everyone. This is a way of repaying Zuo Fei and many

selfless writers.

I'm not a writer, so forget about "chapter-style" or "chronicle-style." Simply

put , I'm

sharing the exciting and important parts of my girlfriend and my psychological and sexual development over the years. I hope those who came before me will offer criticism and guidance, and I hope those who come after

will carry it forward .

When I first saw articles about humiliating girlfriends online, I was absolutely ecstatic about my discovery! While

marveling at the magic and wonder of the internet, I was also thrilled to find my "kindred spirits," making me

feel less alone. From then on, I completely let go of my psychological burden and indulged in the intense pleasure brought by this "

alternative .

Over the years, under my guidance and nurturing, my girlfriend gradually came to enjoy this

pleasure, which was far different from ordinary sex. However, as for wife-swapping, perhaps I will try it in the future; at least for now, I haven't had such

an experience, or even considered it. Because suitable partners and opportunities for wife-swapping are not easy to find. Relatively speaking, it's

safer and easier to have my girlfriend being with someone else. My desire to humiliate my girlfriend seems to be innate

. Of course, initially, this mentality was latent. When I first discovered that I had this mentality,

I was ashamed of my "perverted" thoughts. I felt sorry for my girlfriend and even

couldn't extricate myself from the guilt.

Now, when I think about it, I find it funny, but I also regret not fully enjoying that pleasure back then.

Looking back, the change in my thinking at that time makes me feel both fortunate and extremely scared. Fortunately, my

state of ignorance didn't last long before I "enlightened" myself. Otherwise, like millions of other Eastern men, I would have remained devoted to my wife

like for the rest of my life. Even God would regret

giving humanity this wonderful thing called sex. Like my father, who kept such a beautiful woman as my mother by his side, never letting her

sleep with other men, and never experiencing the excitement of watching someone else's penis penetrate his wife's vagina.

A man who doesn't know how to enjoy humiliating his girlfriend is like driving a Mercedes to plow a field.

Unfortunately, that's the reality of China. Five thousand years of conservatism and feudalism cannot

be eradicated . In Chinese society, women are almost equivalent to money and status—private property—becoming sacred

and inviolable. Anyone who dares to propose "resource sharing" is considered utterly rebellious! In today's

terms, they're "perverted." Of course, netizens have repeatedly bestowed this "crown" upon me. With a sigh,

the thought that if I were to parade through the streets, I'd have Zuofei, Xiaoxiaodaman, and all the other big shots to accompany me is some consolation.

Alright, that's enough of the introduction.

I previously posted two stories about my girlfriend online: "Park Sex with

My Girlfriend ." Both of these happened after my girlfriend "became more

mature." Today, like Zuofei, I want to write down our experiences over the years from beginning to end, so everyone can have a systematic and

comprehensive understanding.

Although I don't have much free time, if I have some free time, I'll recall and write a little bit. Once

I finish one part or come to a conclusion, I'll definitely post it and share it with everyone.

My girlfriend, Xiaoting, and I started dating in high school. It's been almost seven years now. Hehe,

don't admire me, I've always been very loyal. Plus, my girlfriend has always been very obedient,

and most importantly, we get along very well, so even a real argument is "rare."

Ting was 1.60 meters tall, not exactly slender, but tall enough for a girl. Weighing less than 45 kilograms

back then , she was definitely petite. What captivated me most were

her large, bright eyes and her incredibly sexy little mouth. Before we started dating, I always

fantasized about Ting giving me oral sex, her sexy lips holding my penis, and me ejaculating on her

face… For a time, the image of her face covered in semen

was clearer in my mind than her actual appearance. Back then, whenever I thought of Ting, I pictured her face covered in

semen, mouth open, eyes half-closed, a wanton look. I

never become a reality.

When we first started dating, my girlfriend was only 16 years old. She was definitely the "innocent" type, especially when

it came to sex. Or rather, ignorant. Shortly

after my first time with my girlfriend, we were chatting and the topic of bullwhip came up. She actually thought it was a bull's tail! Good heavens, I was

both amused and exasperated. After laughing so hard I almost passed out, I calmed down and realized I still have a long way to go. Now back to Looking back, considering how low I started, I'm actually quite impressed with myself for raising my girlfriend to be this open-minded. 　　I also want to advise any friends planning to experience humiliating their girlfriends: don't change girlfriends so often; cultivate them first.

It's really difficult. It requires manpower, resources, and brainpower. The techniques involved are also crucial, requiring a delicate balance and flexible application. Especially

in the Chinese social context, guiding a woman to bring out her inherently promiscuous nature, making her accept being

played with and derive pleasure from it, is no less difficult than training a cow to play the piano. However,

women of my girlfriend's generation are relatively easier to train. If it were an older, more traditional

woman like my mother, getting her to derive pleasure from being played with by other men would be harder than grinding an iron rod into a needle. Of course,

she's the submissive, virtuous wife and mother type; if her father insisted on letting other men enjoy her, she

would silently endure it, letting them strip her naked and take her to bed. If you want to experience the transformation process of different women, that's another story. Of course, the prerequisite is that you are fully prepared

for the difficulties involved . 　　My girlfriend, Xiaoting, doesn't talk much, especially to men. Although she has a pretty face, to others she always seems fierce. Especially after she unleashed her fury on a boy widely considered the most disgusting in the entire school, even the school's hooligans treated her with awe. She became known as the "Prickly Rose." Even I, when I first approached her, was extremely cautious, prepared . But after we actually started dating, I discovered she wasn't what I had imagined. She certainly had a temper, and a very strong one at that. But she never lost her temper indiscriminately. 　　When I first started dating Xiaoting, I had the urge to humiliate her. I just hadn't realized it yet. At that time, I had only been dating Xiaoting for a few days, and she hadn't explicitly stated that we were in a relationship. Our interactions were limited to seeing one movie and going shopping twice. So, to avoid losing face, apart from a few close friends, no one knew about my relationship with Ting. 　　One night after lights out, my roommates started talking about the girls in our class again. When they mentioned my girlfriend, He Jian, who slept in the bed opposite mine, showed particular interest. Encouraged by several unsuspecting classmates, he later claimed he particularly liked Xiaoting's buttocks, saying he often dreamed of pleasuring her by holding her buttocks. He even went so far as to place his hand on Xiaoting's buttocks, which were clad in a short skirt, and caress them for a while in a crowded hallway after evening self-study … 　　 “That girl’s buttocks are so bouncy, they made me hard immediately. If we weren’t classmates , I really wanted to lift her skirt and reach inside to touch it.” 　　 “Later, when we went downstairs, I used my hard penis to rub against her buttocks through her skirt… ” 　　My classmate Jian went on and on, as if he had actually slept with my girlfriend, his tone so smug, as if he were showing off to everyone. 　　But strangely, hearing my girlfriend being verbally abused in public by a classmate, and then boasted about it, while I was a little angry, I felt an unprecedented, intense excitement. For a moment, my mind went blank. I should have been angry, right? But why did I feel excited? So much so that I can't even remember what my classmates said afterward. Looking back now, it was simply a clash between my possessiveness and the nascent thought of humiliating my girlfriend. 　　But at the time, it really tormented me. The thought of humiliating my girlfriend arose from this, but it was accompanied by intense guilt and remorse. I felt deeply guilty for my "perversion," and I couldn't understand why I felt this way. I was deeply annoyed that hearing about my girlfriend being played with by another classmate excited me . But no amount of guilt could suppress my desire to humiliate her. Humans, once they have an idea, will always try their best to make it a reality. I was no exception. What I didn't expect was that the process from ideal to reality was so short that I couldn't believe it myself. 　　Hearing that my girlfriend was being played with by a classmate, I didn't say anything, but was filled with anticipation, anticipating further developments, anticipating He Jian to continue talking, to continue talking about how he was molesting his girlfriend. Fortunately, the room was pitch black after the lights were turned off. And I didn't say a word. So I remained silent, listening to my classmate He Jian's endless rant about "raping" his girlfriend. I closed my eyes, fantasizing about , and quickened my hand movements. 　　Finally, I ejaculated… and each throb of my penis was much more intense than usual. 　　I don't know when my hand went down there, but the truth is, I experienced unprecedented excitement during my girlfriend's "rape. " 　　That night, none of my friends who knew about it said anything; perhaps they wanted to wait for me to get up and confront He Jian. But I didn't. I started to feel apprehensive about whether the bed had made any noise while I was masturbating. Because I really couldn't remember. My consciousness at the time was almost blurred. Later, when my friends "told" me, I was astonished that the "rape" of my girlfriend that night had lasted for an hour. In my mind, it was at most 10 minutes. I just said, "Ignorance is bliss, and it only proves that my girlfriend is attractive, and I have good taste ..." and so on. My friends even praised my magnanimity. And I used that as an excuse to back down. 　　What puzzled me most was that when He Jian apologized to me afterward, "guided" by someone, I actually felt a slight sense of loss. Why? Was it because I felt lost because I would never again hear my girlfriend being verbally abused by her classmates? I felt ashamed and guilty for coming up with this reason after all that effort. He Jian, seeing my blank expression, thought I was angry. So he gave an even more "deep" "apology." After a while, I came to my senses and hurriedly reiterated my explanation to my friend with a smile. He looked at me with a doubtful look, and then he was relieved. After this incident, He Jian tried his best to please me, perhaps because of his guilt? I'm usually quite easygoing, so we naturally became good friends. 　　At sixteen or seventeen, I had exceptionally high energy and a highly inflated libido. I ejaculated . But it wasn't until two weeks into our relationship that we had our first time. For the past two weeks, I've been masturbating almost daily, fantasizing about my girlfriend being raped from behind by He Jian. During these fantasies , the thought of my lovely girlfriend being violated by others gives me unprecedented excitement. The excitement of ejaculation is much stronger than before, but the afterglow is no longer as satisfying .i=67> Instead of enjoyment, there was intense guilt and remorse. After the intense pleasure of the last ten seconds, a kind of

A wave of immense guilt washed over me. For the past two weeks, it had been the same every time, without exception.

But the intense excitement and stimulation of fantasizing

about my girlfriend being raped before ejaculation was irresistible, an addiction I couldn't break. Even when I tried to convince myself that my fantasies were impossible, I felt a

profound sense of loss. Would I feel lost if my girlfriend couldn't possibly be raped by someone else? I kept asking

myself this. The answer was, of course, yes. I felt guilty and

remorseful . Even a little annoyed.

I was incredibly curious about the scenes of my girlfriend being raped by He Jian in my fantasies. I wanted to know how his

penis would penetrate her body, and I wanted to see He Jian's penis going in and out of her vagina

. I especially wanted to know what expression my girlfriend would have on her face when she was being raped by He Jian with her buttocks raised. I

kept fantasizing. I imagined what her expression would be if she were willing; and

what her expression would be if she were being raped by He Jian; each one excited me immensely. I

was astonished by my own imagination, astonished by the realism of this fantasy. It was as if Xiaoting

was being raped by her classmate right before my eyes. The scene was so vivid…

I imagined Xiaoting lying naked on her desk in the classroom, He Jian grabbing her hair with

one hand and kneading her buttocks with the other, raping her from behind. Her

face, arched back with her hair being pulled, showed extreme pain. He Jian's large, black penis

was thrusting wildly and rapidly between her round buttocks. With each thrust, the man's lower abdomen slapped against her buttocks

with a loud slapping sound, echoing loudly in the empty classroom.

To make the fantasy feel as real as possible, I imagined every single detail. I also wanted to know

every single detail. I fantasized about which desk Xiaoting was lying on in the classroom, enduring He Jian's

rape; I wanted to know exactly how the classmates ripped off my girlfriend's clothes—was her skirt torn off,

or were her upper garments also removed? I wanted to know

which classmate's desk the classmates had haphazardly piled up after ripping her off; I fantasized about how my girlfriend covered her breasts and

genitals when she was naked; I fantasized about how He Jian unbuckled his belt after ripping her naked; I wanted to know whether He

Jian had positioned my girlfriend on her back or stomach; what kind of scream Xiaoting let out the moment his large penis entered her vagina

, what her expression was, what her mental state was; and

what kind of smug satisfaction the man had on his face at that moment…

But because I had no sexual experience with my girlfriend at the time, I

could . Even if I could, it wouldn't be very vivid or accurate. It would only ruin

the realism of the fantasy. So I stopped thinking about the screams. However, even such a scene already

excited me extremely. Whenever I thought about these things while masturbating, I couldn't help but ejaculate.

During that period, I was plagued by intense guilt and self-reproach, which wouldn't go away. Whenever I was extremely troubled, I

would use such fantasies to

relieve

my anxiety. But after the excitement, there was an even stronger sense of guilt. Thinking back, I was really lonely at that time. It was as if I was an alien, an alien creature that had suddenly descended to Earth. It was as if I had been abandoned by everyone. There was no one I could confide in, and no one could tell

me what to do. I had to bear that huge sense of inferiority and guilt all by myself. This situation lasted

for several months, and luckily, it only lasted for a few months.

My first time with my girlfriend happened on a weekend two weeks into our relationship. It took place at my home.

My girlfriend 's family was very strict, and her parents were extremely upright and serious people. So, influenced by her environment,

my girlfriend was relatively conservative about sex at the time. But when I pinned her down that day, she

didn't resist. Instead, she chose to accept it silently. The moment I entered her, she groaned in pain

and braced herself against my shoulders with both hands, trying to stop me. After penetration, fearing it would

hurt her and that I would ejaculate too soon, I stopped moving.

The stimulation and excitement of my glans forcibly penetrating her vagina through her labia made me want to ejaculate. After a while, her body adjusted a little.

Her hands, which had been bracing against my shoulders, gradually relaxed. My tense nerves cooled down a bit, and after suppressing the urge to

ejaculate , I began to move carefully and slowly again…

This article only describes the scene of humiliating my girlfriend and the psychological activities of my girlfriend and me, so

please refer to related articles for specific details of our first time together, which will not be repeated here. The most vivid memory is: when I was

on top of her, I felt her face was particularly hot, and her breath was also particularly hot. Not long after, I ejaculated

. And she cried.

However, the biggest discovery that day was: Xiaoting was not a virgin! She was not a virgin! Between her spread

legs, I saw only white semen flowing down her buttocks from her slightly open vagina onto

the bed. My mind was in turmoil. Doubt, anger, speculation, even…

After ejaculating, I held my girlfriend and began my “sin” again: Was it one of her middle school classmates who suddenly dragged her into a dark alley on her way home from

school , then forcibly stripped her clothes and raped her?

Or were it migrant workers from a construction site near the school, long away from home and driven by lust, taking the risk? Thinking back,

the construction site near the school was indeed very secluded; it wouldn't be surprising if my girlfriend was dragged there after school. I fantasized about

how was dragged into the construction site by several migrant workers, how they stripped her naked, and

where they would put her to be raped—on the wooden planks of the building or on the uneven muddy ground? When

they spread her legs and inserted their large penises into her vagina, I imagined her reaction

in over a dozen different ways, and I even fantasized about different sizes and types of penises being inserted into her body. I didn't blame her

at the time . I never even asked her about it afterward. Back then, she thought a bullwhip was a bull's tail

and obviously didn't know that virgin blood existed. So she just lay in my arms,

silently shedding tears. When she later learned that a virgin's first time involves bleeding, she was very touched by my magnanimity

.

According to her later account, she herself didn't know. Whether her virginity was given to a bicycle or

something like a rubber band is now impossible to verify. But this gave me room for my fantasies. That day, I discovered she...

After losing her virginity, although my first ejaculation was intense, the excitement and stimulation of the fantasy immediately made me

erect again. I pinned my girlfriend down and entered her body again.

I thrust violently, with complex emotions, brutally raping her. Was it the pleasure of revenge? Or

the excitement of near-rape? I didn't know myself. My girlfriend's vagina, lubricated by the semen,

was much more open. However, it was still tight, causing me some pain. I fantasized about my girlfriend being raped by different

penises , imagining her struggling under different men. The exaggerated sounds of flesh colliding echoed in the room, and

my movements were as fast as they could go. Soon, I ejaculated inside my girlfriend for the second time. Although it was

the second time, the number and amplitude of my penis throbbing were much stronger than the first time. I could feel a large amount of

semen flowing out from the gap left by my rapidly shrinking penis. Why did fantasizing about my girlfriend being raped by others

excite me so much? I fell into deep self-reproach again...

But in fact, I really experienced the immense stimulation that came from my girlfriend being raped. Although it's just

a fantasy right now, it's already incredibly exciting, even driving me crazy!

Lying in bed after ejaculating, I admire my girlfriend's slightly flushed naked body,

her mind racing with thoughts. Finally, I found a reason to solidify my resolve to humiliate her: "

Anyway, it's not Xiaoting's first time with me, so I don't need to feel guilty." Even though I knew this reason

was absurd and far-fetched (although Xiaoting isn't a virgin, I love her very much; from the first time I

ejaculated inside her, I decided to grow old with her), it was the only

reason I could think of.

Lost in my hesitation, I unknowingly drifted off to sleep. In her dream, Xiaoting was dragged to the end of the corridor by her classmate Jian again

, and his penis was inserted into her vagina once more. In the blink of an eye, her girlfriend was dragged into

a construction site , her clothes stripped off completely. She struggled and moaned under one man after another

. I saw that the vagina that had just been filled with my penis had been replaced by one large penis after another. I

could even see how they went in and out between Xiaoting's cute buttocks. With each thrust, red

virgin blood mixed with the white semen of the men flowed down from Xiaoting's vaginal opening...

Chapter 2: The Beginning of Humiliation!

The Oranges Turned Yellow

After having the idea, the opportunity was no longer a problem. Not long after my first time with Ting, I had the opportunity

to humiliate . However, I didn't expect that this time I would go too far.

The school usually manages very strictly, and not returning to the dormitory at night will result in punishment. Only weekends are an exception. Because

students from other places had to go home, there were no room checks at night. Besides classes and sleeping, I didn't have much time left for

Ting and me to be intimate. So, on the weekend, I asked Ting to go see a movie all night. She was originally going

home, but seeing my pleading and expectant look, she hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

Actually, going to the movie was just an excuse;

my real purpose was to find a place to be intimate, since we finally had a whole night. So, after checking out a place beforehand, I took Ting

to . We spent 20 yuan on what was called a "box ticket." The "box" was really just a row of high

-backed soft chairs, separated every two meters by partitions the same height as the backrests. This two-square-meter space became

our resting place that night. I originally wanted to sit in the last row, the most secluded spot, which would

be much more convenient for our intimacy. But it was my girlfriend's first time seeing a movie all night, and she found it very novel.

She insisted that she couldn't see clearly from the back and wanted to sit in the middle, where the distance was just right. Seeing how enthusiastic she was, I didn't want to spoil her fun, so I

let her be.

It started with some boring romance movies, which made me quite sleepy. I wanted to get intimate with Ting, but she was engrossed

in the film. As soon as I put my hand on her, she impatiently complained that I was disturbing her. Annoyed, I thought, "

I don't believe you can watch all night. There's plenty of time."

It was peak time at the theater, and it was getting crowded. Oh well, I figured I couldn't "get my way" right away,

so I decided to wait until later in the night when it was less crowded before making love with Ting. Getting enough rest was

the most important thing now. With that in mind, I closed my eyes and took a nap.

In my drowsy state, I opened my eyes and was startled by the scene on the screen.

On a bed , a man and woman were engaged in passionate lovemaking. I don't know when, but the theater had started showing a pornographic film.

Judging from the moaning sounds, it seemed to be a Taiwanese production. The woman's moans were particularly fake and exaggerated. I asked Ting and found out it was already

past midnight.

But looking around, perhaps because of the movie, the crowd hadn't thinned out. The couple sitting next to me were even

making loud kissing noises. Coupled with the stimulating scenes on the screen, I couldn't hold back any longer. I reached out and took off

my girlfriend 's outer garment. Ting, who was watching an adult film for the first time, seemed to be aroused by the film as well. Because when I took off her

clothes, she was more cooperative than ever before.

My girlfriend was wearing a dark blue school uniform that day. I love it when she wears skirts. It's so

convenient for intimacy. So after class that day, I didn't give her a chance to change clothes and just pulled her out. Because it was

summer, after my girlfriend took off her top, she was only wearing a bra. My girlfriend

crossed , hugged her shoulders, and just stared at me blankly. When I reached out to take off the last piece

of clothing on her upper body, she refused no matter what. But after my repeated pleas, I finally, almost forcibly,

made Ting's upper body naked. My girlfriend's naked body was particularly striking in the dark movie theater.

Seeing this scene only amplified my excitement.

But the moment was short-lived; Ting's nudity lasted less than five seconds before she said it was too dangerous and she was

terrified. She insisted on being dressed. Seeing her determined look, I was afraid of upsetting her,

so helped her put her clothes on. However, I didn't let her put her underwear back on; I simply

put an outer garment on her bare upper body. It was more like draping it over her shoulders than putting it on, because none of the buttons were fastened. While

this wasn't as visually stimulating as before, it was still very convenient to touch.

I parted Ting's clothes and caressed her breasts with both hands. Ting leaned against

the corner of the box, her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation. I then lifted Ting's legs and placed them on my lap. Ting's

buttocks were on the seat, while her legs were on mine, so her already short skirt naturally slipped down to her

waist, exposing her white panties and snow-white thighs. With my insistence and Ting's half-hearted resistance

, I tossed the panties aside.

I continued to knead her breasts, while my free hand moved between her legs to

play with her genitals. Ting, who had been somewhat reserved just moments before, now displayed the lust inherent in a woman's bones. Although her

eyes were closed, in the dim light of the theater, I could see the expression of ecstasy and desire on her flushed face

.

Ting's lips were slightly parted, her eyes closed, her brows furrowed, anticipating my next move. Seeing that the time was right,

I quickly took the opportunity to remove the outer garment I had just put on my girlfriend. Ting, already in the mood, no longer cared about being afraid.

So she cooperated and let me remove the last barrier of her upper body. This little girl really had class; when I removed her

top and reached between her legs again, I found her juices were already flowing down her buttocks.

At this moment, my feelings of smugness and intense excitement replaced my earlier annoyance.

Now, Ting was completely naked except for the skirt bunched around her waist. She leaned

against the wall in the private room, almost naked, her eyes closed, letting my hands caress and play with her body,

emitting soft moans. In the dim light, my girlfriend's white, naked body writhed slightly as I played with her

, appearing exceptionally dazzling. So much so that, to admire this sight, I couldn't even bear to bend down and suckle her breasts.

One hand kneaded my girlfriend's breasts, pinching her nipples, while the other hand explored and played with her vaginal

opening. The moment my middle finger entered, my girlfriend arched her back and buttocks upwards to meet my finger

. At the same time, she let out an exaggerated moan. In her excitement, Ting had clearly forgotten the place

and environment. Her earlier concerns about "safety" were now completely forgotten.

Although I was also very excited, I remained conscious. It wouldn't be good if others saw my girlfriend in such an extremely

lewd state. So, after inserting my finger, I paused for two seconds, looked around to make sure

no one was watching, and then began to move my middle finger slowly and rhythmically inside her vagina. Although her

vaginal walls were tight, there was enough lubrication, so the movement was smooth.

With each thrust, I could hear exaggerated "squelch...squelch..." sounds.

Perhaps because the environment was so stimulating, my girlfriend's moans reached an unprecedented decibel level

. She was clearly in a state of ecstasy. The sounds of her thrusting and her moans provided

me with intense auditory stimulation. I couldn't hold back any longer.

But just as I was about to take it a step further, I suddenly heard a man's heavy breathing beside me. I turned my head and saw

that the man in the van behind me had somehow poked half his head in, watching my girlfriend's

naked . He hadn't

even noticed me turning my head to look at him. I was focused on my girlfriend's naked body and hadn't noticed being spied on, and Ting was also enjoying herself with her eyes closed, so she hadn't noticed either.

This sudden discovery stunned me for a full five seconds. My mind raced. I wondered

why I hadn't immediately slapped him or yelled at him when I realized he had seen my girlfriend. But when I

thought about how my girlfriend had been played with by other men, the answer to that question came immediately. Although my beloved

girlfriend's naked body had been seen by another man, the excitement far outweighed the anger.

Guilt for my "perverted" behavior, as usual? I couldn't care less at that moment.

Thinking about how my girlfriend wasn't a virgin before we made love, and thinking about the scenes of her being fucked by other men, I

no longer felt sorry for her. The thought of all this even excited me. Subconsciously, I had convinced

myself to let the scene continue. At least I didn't want to ruin it. Or rather: I didn't have the courage,

or the heart to ruin it. Why? Because such an opportunity was too rare? Or because the man

was just looking and didn't make a move? Afterwards, I understood: in short, it all came down to one thing—because I was excited!

Because I would feel exceptionally excited if my girlfriend were being played with by someone else! Of course, being watched and ogled by a man like this

was no exception.

When I was young, watching TV dramas or reading novels, seeing a hero in the final seconds before his execution or in the life-or-death moment,

thinking about this and that, I really doubted the reality. But now I finally understand.

Whether the author was exaggerating or the director was fabricating, the hero probably really thought a lot. Anyway, I thought

a lot in those five seconds. It's just that my associations weren't as noble as theirs. So, after a brief moment of stunned silence, my fingers

immediately started moving again.

And at this moment, my girlfriend's moans sounded much more lewd to me than before. Why? Was it because

another man was watching while I was playing with my girlfriend? I guess that's it. Having answered my

last question, my mind cleared, and I felt relieved. This allowed me to fully enjoy

the immense excitement and stimulation. I increased the speed of my finger thrusts, faster than I could go! Almost frantically!

My other hand vigorously kneaded her breasts, occasionally pinching her hard nipples.

The "squelch..." sounds from my girlfriend's lower body blended with her moans.

Under the gaze of others, Xiaoting's breasts were deformed from my pinching. Her small nipples were pulled high and then

suddenly released. My girlfriend let out moans that were hard to tell if they were from pain or pleasure. I played with her

body . And that guy watched with complete satisfaction. Although I could feel him trying to suppress his

breathing while watching, I could still clearly hear the metallic clanging sound of him unbuckling his belt.

Since he had already seen my girlfriend's naked body, I might as well let him see to his heart's content. With that in mind,

I spread my girlfriend's thighs into an M shape. This way, from the man's position, even though the light was dim,

he could clearly see my fingers moving in and out of my girlfriend's vagina. This position also allowed my fingers

to penetrate more easily.

I kept thrusting until my arms were exhausted. Luckily, Ting had been enjoying herself with her eyes closed (a

habit she maintains during sex), so she didn't realize her lewd behavior was being seen. And

her moans were unusually loud. She hadn't

been moaning so loudly even when we were actually making love a week ago. Today, this peeping brat got to enjoy it. It seems my girlfriend

gets .

My arms were aching terribly. I pulled my almost stiff middle finger out of her vagina and

stroked her buttocks, which were covered in her juices. Her skirt was soaked through. As I

marveled, I heard the guy above me and I both swallow hard.

At that moment, I could no longer suppress my desire. I was ready to truly

rape .

I turned Ting over, making her kneel on the chair like a four-legged mammal, and stood

behind her, pulling my pants down to my knees, ready to penetrate her from behind. It was fine when I stood up, but once I did,

I realized that the guy wasn't the only one peeping. Two single men in the back row had joined in.

They weren't as bold as him; they just stood up, hunched over, and watched from a distance.

I looked around again. There were fewer people than before, but not enough to make me feel

safe standing and having sex with my girlfriend. So I hunched over slightly as well. At this moment, Ting was already wriggling her hips

, urging me to hurry up and penetrate her. I held her buttocks with both hands, aimed, and easily slid in all the way. Ting

let out a long moan.

Now I was facing the guy in the back row who was peeping. He had obviously noticed

I was "peeping," so he became even bolder, leaning half his body over to enjoy a close-up

view of my girlfriend being fucked so wantonly. The other two, seeing his boldness, also came closer. Because the floor in the back row was higher than

in the front , they could lean half their bodies over.

I chose this movie theater because I had asked a classmate with experience beforehand. This movie theater shows some R-rated films

late at night , and I'd heard classmates complain

about being spied on while they were being intimate with their girlfriends. With a mix of excitement and anticipation (and a little unease, of course,

because I had no experience), I finally took Ting to this theater. Unexpectedly, I actually encountered it today.

And there were three of us.

After penetration, I started slowly thrusting, holding my girlfriend's buttocks. My penis felt

intense pressure from her vaginal walls. Hot, wet fluid overflowed with each thrust, flowing down Ting's thighs,

covering my lower abdomen and thighs as well. Each thrust produced a "slap slap..."

sound of flesh colliding. The movie volume was low, so I didn't dare move too vigorously. Besides, I didn't want to ejaculate quickly;

I wanted to fully experience the pleasure of making love under someone else's gaze. So my hip movements weren't fast. Instead, I

mostly caressed my girlfriend's wet buttocks or reached forward to rub her breasts. I

held my girlfriend's breasts in each hand, arched my back, and thrust into her buttocks.

Meanwhile, the three men's heads were practically touching my girlfriend

's back. I was especially worried that Xiaoting would hear their increasingly rapid breathing. Luckily, she was

lying face down. The onlookers were also trying to be discreet, minimizing their breathing.

So my girlfriend didn't notice, continuing to moan with the rhythm of my thrusts, oblivious to everyone else.

After the initial probing, the three men made no attempt to hide their actions from me. The first man who had been watching

even gave me a thumbs-up the moment our eyes met. I think if they weren't afraid of my girlfriend hearing,

they would have been full of praise. They might have even asked me where I worked with such a hot girl. They

would have probably assumed I was a prostitute.

To my relief, despite their boldness, they simply watched me violate my girlfriend without making a move

. Maybe it was because there were three of them, and none of them dared to make the first move? Oh well, it's their business,

I won't think about it. As long as they don't make a move and Ting doesn't notice, I'm happy to let them watch. I noticed that all three of them

were in the same position: one hand on the backrest, leaning over to watch, the other hand reaching towards their

waist. I guessed these three must be "professionals" skilled in this area.

Although I was trying to suppress it, wanting to enjoy it a little longer, under such stimulation, by this point,

I was already feeling the urge to ejaculate. I didn't care if anyone saw me, I grabbed my girlfriend's buttocks with both hands, straightened

up, and increased the frequency of my hip movements. I was desperately

fucking my girlfriend, who was moaning loudly. I even slapped her raised buttocks hard twice while thrusting, then rubbed them roughly. I don't know

if the other people in the theater heard the sound of me slapping my girlfriend's buttocks or the sounds she made, whether in pain

or excitement. Because I was just too excited at that moment.

I could only hear the men's rapid breathing, just like mine, about twenty centimeters away. Under

the watchful eyes of three men, in what was almost abusive rape, my girlfriend reached her first orgasm. I felt

the rhythmic contractions of her vaginal walls. Her moans turned into long sighs.

Seeing my girlfriend being raped to orgasm under the gaze of three men, the stimulation finally made me

want to explode. At the moment of ejaculation, I straightened my back, pressing tightly against my girlfriend's buttocks, which I had gripped so tightly they were deformed.

Because I had calculated her safe period, I confidently ejaculated inside her. After a series of rapid spasms in my penis, I

slowly moved a few more times, savoring the intense pleasure after ejaculation.

My girlfriend also let out a few satisfied, exhausted moans. Finally, Ting and I both collapsed into

our seats. Despite being utterly exhausted, I still helped my girlfriend put her top back on. The other men, afraid of

being discovered by , and besides, there was nothing more to see, all withdrew their heads.

After refusing my girlfriend's request to put her underwear back on, I leaned against the partition next to me and pulled her into my arms. Because

the seats were wide enough, we could lie side-by-side. Thanks to the cinema owner's thoughtful design.

I leaned against the seat, and my girlfriend leaned against me. After watching the movie late into the night, Ting's initial excitement had worn off. She wasn't...

She was exhausted from staying up all night, and after more than an hour of intense activity, she was almost completely drained. So she fell asleep quickly

. I reached around to her chest, caressing her breasts through her clothes, savoring the excitement of the moment.

However, as usual, as the climax cooled, a sudden wave of guilt and regret washed over me.

What was ? To let another man peep on my beloved girlfriend's naked body just for a moment of excitement and stimulation? Although

I had a hundred reasons to justify continuing at the time, now, none

of them made sense. I enjoy humiliating my girlfriend, but I hate the guilt and regret I feel after ejaculation.

Why do I have such different mindsets before and after ejaculation? I know very well that

before ejaculation, the desire to humiliate my girlfriend is dominant, while afterwards it's the opposite. Why is that?

Is it because the excitement of humiliating my girlfriend before ejaculation makes me disregard the guilt and regret that follow?

Fortunately, the degree of regret and guilt diminishes each time afterward. But for me, this change was something I truly didn't

know whether to be terrifying or welcome.

Lost in thought, I was just drifting off to sleep when I suddenly noticed the man behind me peeking half his head in again.

I instantly snapped awake and became alert. After a while, seeing that neither my girlfriend nor I reacted, the man assumed

we were asleep. He was so bold as to reach out and try to unbutton my girlfriend's clothes. At that moment, I was

in a state of intense regret and internal struggle, and my mood wasn't good either. Besides, he'd already seen it, and now he was pushing his luck? Letting him see

was one thing, but if he really wanted to mess with my girlfriend, I absolutely couldn't allow it.

So, when I saw him reach out, I was furious, and *slap*... I slapped his

hand hard. Caught off guard, he jolted and immediately pulled back. Seeing

his flustered and embarrassed look, I almost burst out laughing.

But less than five seconds later, I regretted it. A strong sense of loss and remorse washed over me. How exciting would it be if he let me mess with my girlfriend right in

front of ? That scene filled me with endless anticipation. Wasn't that what I

'd been dreaming ? The guilt and remorse that had just filled me vanished, replaced by a profound

sense of loss. I regretted stopping him. How rare such an opportunity was! And I had actually stopped him.

Half an hour passed, but the man didn't poke his head in again. This intensified my disappointment and regret.

It was already three in the morning, and the theater was playing porn, the volume barely audible.

It was very quiet around me. My girlfriend was fast asleep in my arms, but I couldn't fall asleep at all. On the screen, a foreign woman was being raped by

two men like a sandwich. Watching such a stimulating scene, fantasizing that the female protagonist was my

girlfriend, I felt an indescribable surge of desire. I reached out and lifted Xiaoting's skirt to her waist, caressing her bare

buttocks. I closed my eyes and fantasized about her being raped. Although I had just ejaculated, thinking about this,

my penis immediately became erect again.

I unbuttoned Xiaoting's clothes again, parting the collar to the sides. I caressed my girlfriend's still sweaty breasts,

thinking: how wonderful it would be if that man would reach out again. I would never stop him. Despite my immense

anticipation, he never came over again.

After all, we had been up all night, and I was incredibly tired. But I couldn't bear to put my girlfriend's clothes back on.

I was still hoping for that scene to repeat itself. I placed one hand on my girlfriend's genitals and the other on her breast.

Lost in endless fantasies, I was just about to drift off to sleep when I noticed my girlfriend's thigh twitch slightly.

I opened my eyes and was startled.

The man had already moved around to the seats in front of me and Xiaoting. This surprised and excited me immensely.

Because my girlfriend, who had been fast asleep, had been almost completely naked by me, his only task now was

to play with her to his heart's content. He half-squatted on the ground, carefully spreading my girlfriend's thighs apart. And my left hand was still on my girlfriend's open

vaginal opening. One of his fingers was already teasing my girlfriend's labia through the gap between mine.

I heard the man swallow. A wave of hesitation washed over me. Thinking it over,

it would take courage to let my girlfriend be violated by someone else. It wasn't too late to regret it now… Just as my

thoughts were locked in a fierce struggle, the man's actions completely dispelled my hesitation. I felt his

finger slip through the gap between my index and middle fingers and enter Xiaoting's body. My girlfriend let out a heavy groan in her sleep.

The man stopped.

The moment he entered, I understood myself. Ting was destined to be violated by another man because of me.

It's all your fault for choosing me. From that moment on, my inner turmoil ceased. My regret vanished. (In a way

, I should thank the first man who violated my girlfriend in front of me.) Because I knew very well: nothing

could suppress my intense desire to humiliate my girlfriend! No stimulation could excite me more than seeing my girlfriend

violated . This man's actions gave me this thought, and this thought made me completely

say goodbye to reason. In the long psychological struggle, one side had achieved an overwhelming and decisive victory.

Since that was the , this struggle was now permanently over. What remained was to fully experience and feel

the pleasure and stimulation of being played with by my girlfriend.

After a brief pause, seeing that my girlfriend was indeed not awake, the man began to move his inserted

fingers . I could feel his fingers moving in and out, bringing out the semen I had just ejaculated into my girlfriend's vagina. It was precisely because of

the lubrication of the semen that his thrusting was even smoother. I don't know when, but he had already pulled down his pants. I saw

the man's other hand rapidly stroking his erect penis. The fingers inserted into Xiaoting's vagina also increased the speed of

thrusting , quickly moving in and out between my two fingers. My left index and middle fingers were placed right

on my girlfriend's labia, so I could clearly feel my girlfriend's labia sinking in and turning out with each thrust of the man.

I simply used two fingers to spread my girlfriend's labia apart, making it easier for the man's fingers to enter and exit.

The familiar "squelching" sound came again. Part of the sound was still coming from my girlfriend, but the other part was no longer

me. Ting, still asleep, had already reacted and began to moan softly. Perhaps in her dream,

the thing penetrating her body came from mine. But in reality, her vagina was being played with by a strange man. Perhaps she

was truly too exhausted, letting the man's fingers thrust in and out of her vagina, unable to wake up.

I squinted, watching the man in front of me defile my beloved girlfriend with his fingers. A surge

of jealousy , but even more so, a thrill and excitement. By the light from the screen, I could see that the

man playing with Xiaoting was around 40 years old. His slightly aged face displayed exaggerated expressions. He was really

lucky, having a sixteen-year-old schoolgirl for him to play with for free. I guessed his daughter must be about my girlfriend's

age by now.

Just as I was lost in thought watching the stimulating scene of his girlfriend being played with, I suddenly noticed the other two

voyeurs peeking in from behind. One of them even brought Xiaoting's underwear, which I had placed aside, to

his face and sniffed it for a while, then let out an exaggerated exclamation.

Oh no! Not only was my girlfriend being defiled, but this lewd and embarrassing scene was being watched by others.

How embarrassing and shameful it would be if they found out I wasn't asleep! So, I had no choice but to continue squinting and pretending to be

asleep.

But suddenly, my girlfriend's moans from her sleep grew louder. My hand, which was resting on Xiaoting's vulva,

felt the man's fingers, which had been inserted into my girlfriend's vagina, suddenly become two. I started to worry. My girlfriend's

vagina had only recently been opened by me; would inserting two fingers wake her? Fortunately, with the lubrication of my semen, she should

n't feel any pain. Although Ting was asleep, the insertion of two fingers into her vagina was still bound to cause a reaction.

I felt her body getting warm and beginning to tremble slightly.

My girlfriend's physical reaction further stimulated the man's desire. Under the watchful eyes of the two onlookers, he played with her

even more vigorously. Seeing that my girlfriend and I were both fast asleep, the three of them began to whisper. That's when I realized

they were all together. The man who was playing with my girlfriend even pulled out his fingers, which were covered in vaginal fluid and semen, and

showed them off to his two companions. Then he roughly inserted them again through the gap between my fingers. This caused Ting to groan again in her sleep

.

The two onlookers, not wanting to be left out, reached over and touched Xiaoting's breasts. But

I had already taken one of my girlfriend's breasts; now they only had one left to touch. The one who touched her was smug,

showing off to the other. The other, unable to contain his anger, actually pinched the nipple that peeked out from between my fingers. My girlfriend's breasts

were already very sensitive, and their touch immediately made her nipples hard. And at that moment, my penis was probably the hardest.

Seeing my girlfriend lying in my arms, being played with by three men simultaneously, I felt an unprecedented excitement. Wasn't this

my dream? Wasn't this what I'd always wanted to see? Today it had finally become a reality. Looking at the man's

erect penis, I so desperately wanted to see him penetrate my girlfriend's body. But given his current position,

even if he were bold, he would never dare to rape her. But I could tell he really wanted to enter.

It was just that his position prevented him from doing so.

At this moment, the man in front of me had clearly reached the final stage. He pushed aside his companion's hands and rubbed his penis rapidly against

Xiaoting 's breasts. Xiaoting's already hard nipples intensely stimulated the man's glans. And the man's

fingers thrust even faster in and out of my girlfriend's vagina. With rhythmic "gurgling...gurgling..." sounds,

stimulated by Xiaoting's erect nipples, the man let out a deep roar and ejaculated in a torrent.

I saw his penis throbbing intensely as it gushed forth. The semen that had sprayed onto her breasts flowed

down Xiaoting's belly, stopping abruptly about two centimeters from my arm. I

was astonished by the sheer volume of this middle-aged man's ejaculation.

After ejaculating, the man withdrew his fingers from Xiaoting's vagina, scooped up the semen from his girlfriend's belly, and smeared it on her

lips. My sleeping girlfriend's lips were slightly parted; unknowingly, she had tasted the man's semen. And I

had never received such treatment from her. Yet this ugly, old man had gotten away with it. Thinking of this, I felt a pang of jealousy.

But I couldn't blame Xiaoting. Who told her to have such a fetish?

Finally, the man dipped his fingers in his semen and thrust them in and out of Xiaoting's vagina a few more times before

reluctantly leaving. When his semen-covered fingers slipped between my fingers that were on my girlfriend's vulva

, I didn't feel disgusted; on the contrary, I felt incredibly excited. If I weren't afraid of them discovering I

wasn't asleep, I would have loved to stuff that man's semen into my girlfriend's vagina with my own hand.

The middle-aged man's departure didn't disappoint me in my extreme excitement. I knew perfectly well that another

man would soon come and continue to play with my lovely girlfriend. Sure enough, the middle-aged man's companion came around.

I thought to myself, are they going to gang up on her? However, as they approached, Xiaoting did the worst

thing she could have done. If she knew what had happened afterward, she would definitely regret it.

In her sleep she actually rolled over towards me.

This put her in a position with her legs curled up and her buttocks sticking out. Wasn't that destined to be

raped by these two men's penises? My left hand was still on my girlfriend's vulva, and as she rolled over,

the semen on her belly immediately flowed down onto my arm. The worst part was that her lips, covered in semen, were just

centimeters emitting a pungent, fishy smell. But because I was afraid they would find out I wasn't asleep, I

didn't dare move.

As expected, the two men came to our seats, both astonished by Ting's change in posture, followed

by a burst of ecstasy. I knew, of course, why they were so happy. At this point, it seemed everything

was inevitable.

In that case, I might as well enjoy it.

Ting rested her head on my right arm, curled up her legs, and lay on her side facing me. Her buttocks were

exaggeratedly as if she were expecting to be violated by their penises. My left hand, which was placed on my girlfriend's vulva,

was tightly trapped between her legs because of her turning over. I carefully "busied" myself for a long time, but couldn't pull it out.

Suddenly, I felt the man's glans rubbing against my girlfriend's vaginal opening between my fingers. Well, although

I couldn't see my girlfriend's vagina being violated, I could feel it. This time, I had to use my fingers to separate my girlfriend's labia

so the man could insert himself. This time, however, it wasn't fingers that were inserted, but a man's actual penis.

I dared not move my hands, letting the man's penis rub against my girlfriend's labia through the gaps between my fingers.

This time was a rather chubby man. I didn't know the size of his penis, but judging from the feeling between my fingers, it was very thick. I

was really worried that Ting's vagina wouldn't be able to accommodate it, and that he would wake her up.

The fat man supported himself on the back of the private room with one hand, and with the other, he held Xiaoting's protruding buttocks,

slightly spreading them apart. After some simple friction and lubrication, I felt the man's penis

slowly entering through the gap between my fingers.

This guy's penis was incredibly thick; even though Xiaoting's vagina was already lubricated by the semen of two men,

it still took him a lot of effort to enter. He continued to thrust very carefully. The two labia were deeply recessed into the vagina due to

the insertion . Finally, I felt the man's two testicles press against my hand.

(Although I have unusual interests, I'm not exactly gay. So this was the first time in my life I had touched a man's

penis, and I never imagined that it was simultaneously violating my lovely girlfriend's vagina.)

Fortunately, this guy's penis wasn't too long, otherwise, Xiaoting would have really suffered. If Xiaoting woke

up , a battle would be inevitable. And my relationship and feelings with Xiaoting would also be affected. So I began

to pray that this man's movements wouldn't be too violent.

Sure enough, he was afraid of waking Xiaoting, so he was very careful after inserting his penis. His thick penis

slowly moved in and out between my fingers, violating my girlfriend's vagina. But this fat man insisted on completely

withdrawing slowly re-entering. Due to the position, each entry of his penis squeezed out air from the vagina, making

a farting sound. It sounded particularly jarring in the quiet movie theater. From the smug smile on his face, I could tell that this

exaggerated sound made the fat man very proud. Even his two companions couldn't help but laugh. I, however, felt

insulted.

With each entry of the fat man's penis, my fingers could feel

the impact of the air being squeezed out of my girlfriend's vagina, and the trembling of her labia under the impact of the air. I used to fantasize about seeing my girlfriend being

violated by another man, but now I not only saw it, but my left hand was right there at the point where the man and my girlfriend were joined,

feeling my beloved girlfriend being violated by a man. I had always fantasized about every detail of my girlfriend being violated, and today my wish had

finally come true. This unprecedented "super close" feeling and experience gave me unprecedented excitement.

Another man, seeing that Xiaoting's buttocks were already occupied by the fat man, moved behind my girlfriend

, put his hand around her chest, and began to fondle her breasts. However, he quickly removed his hand from Xiaoting's

chest, shaking it vigorously in the air while complaining that the previous man's semen had soiled his

hands.

"Damn, I'm the one who should be complaining! Just bear with it," I thought to myself,

but dared not utter a sound.

After shaking his hand a few times, seeing no way to clean it, the man simply placed his hand on my girlfriend's semen-covered

breasts and began to rub them. The man's rough, large hand was playing with

my girlfriend . I saw the semen on my girlfriend's breasts being spread evenly by his large hand. Even during

the moment his hand separated from her breast, I saw the viscous semen being stretched into countless thin strands.

He was playing with his own penis with one hand and fondling my girlfriend's breast with the other, her pink nipples being pinched until they

stood proudly erect. Because of the lubrication from the middle-aged man's semen, her small nipples wriggled uncontrollably between

his fingers. He seemed to enjoy the sensation. Right before my half-closed eyes, he

pinched Ting's nipple between his thumb and forefinger, then, using the semen as lubrication, gently let it slide out between his fingers. Then

he pinched it again, then squeezed it out. Although he hadn't secured the "advantageous position" in time, allowing the fat man to get there first, he was

now having a good time. I wondered if my girlfriend's nipples would

hurt the next day from all that pinching and squeezing.

The middle-aged man who had been playing with my girlfriend earlier, after ejaculating, retreated to the back row and leaned over

to watch. When he saw my girlfriend turn to sleep on her side, he regretted his earlier "misfortune"

and envied the fat man who was raping my girlfriend's buttocks. He declared that he would fuck my girlfriend's

ass . (Oh my god! Is this never going to end?) He just watched with a grin as my girlfriend was played with and

raped by his two companions. The semen he ejaculated on Xiaoting's breasts made him feel incredibly proud. Because I saw it: when the man with the semen

on his hand shook his arm in frustration, his face was filled with a sinister

smile of accomplishment.

My beloved girlfriend being played with and raped by two men in my arms gave me unprecedented excitement.

But along with the excitement, I also felt extremely tired. After all, I hadn't slept all night. I didn't even know what

time it was.

The worst part was: from the moment these three men came over, I had remained in one position,

not . My hard penis had created a high tent in my pants, and my clothes were soaked with sweat,

clinging tightly to my body, making me extremely uncomfortable. My left hand, which was sandwiched between my girlfriend's legs, was already a little numb. But

I could still feel the man's penis thrusting in and out between my fingers. The slurping sound of the man's penis thrusting in and out was incessant. Xiaoting,

perhaps truly exhausted, was fast asleep and no longer moaned.

After some time, the man behind my girlfriend let out a deep roar, and I felt

the penis between my fingers rhythmically throbbing inside Xiaoting's vagina. The fat man thrust his hips forward even harder, ejaculating his hot

semen deep into my girlfriend's vagina. My hand was tightly squeezed between my girlfriend's genitals and the fat man's lower abdomen.

Before the fat man could even savor the afterglow of his orgasm, the only

man urged him to pull his shrunken penis out of my girlfriend's vagina. That guy was already incredibly impatient

. He shouted, "My turn! My turn! "

He shoved the ecstatic fat man aside, spread my girlfriend's buttocks, and thrust his penis deep into her

vagina. I truly admired his sense of positioning; without any friction or contact, he rammed in instantly.

My sleeping girlfriend cried out "Ah…" as he was penetrated. His actions really startled me. I really wanted to

slap him. If his girlfriend woke up from being fucked, who would take responsibility? Luckily, his girlfriend

cried out once and then didn't react anymore. His two companions were also startled and complained that he was too careless.

But he didn't care about any of that anymore. He just spread his girlfriend's buttocks and thrust into her desperately. I could feel

a lot of the semen that the fat guy had just ejaculated being squeezed out by his penis, making my girlfriend's genitals wet and messy.

My hand, which was resting on my girlfriend's vulva, was also covered in the man's sticky semen. In this extreme excitement, I no longer cared whether

I was being discovered pretending to be asleep. I began to caress the part where my girlfriend and the man were joined, which was covered in semen. It turned out that my girlfriend's vulva was so soft after being lubricated by

the man semen. I caressed it to my heart's content, feeling the man's penis

thrusting in and out of my girlfriend's vagina with each stroke. The man, who was committing adultery, obviously felt the movement of my fingers, but after a brief pause,

he thought I was dreaming, so he began to thrust violently again.

Although it was very enjoyable and exciting, I began to worry that with his vigorous movements, my girlfriend would eventually

be woken up by him. Since things had already come to this, I might as well go all the way. While the man was thrusting, I simply used

my middle and index fingers to pinch the man's penis and stroke it for him. I wanted him to ejaculate as soon as possible. The man was stunned at first,

but he didn't care about anything and continued to thrust wildly. His frequency became faster and faster, and even his lower abdomen slapped against

my girlfriend 's buttocks, making a "slap...slap..." sound of flesh colliding.

Under such intense rape, Xiaoting, who had been silent for a long time, began to moan softly. Eventually, her moans grew louder, oblivious to

everyone around her. I knew the man was about to ejaculate under such stimulation. In this state,

my emotions were at an all-time high. This excitement was ten times greater than when I had sex with my girlfriend.

But then, something unexpected happened. Just as the man was thrusting desperately, and Xiaoting, still asleep, was moaning loudly,

and I was in a state of extreme excitement, the theater lights came on. Then came the staff member shouting "

The show is over !"

Was it already six o'clock? Was it going to end so soon? A mixture of surprise and intense disappointment filled my heart.

Unbeknownst to me, my girlfriend had been raped for three whole hours. My

left hand, resting on my girlfriend's vulva, had witnessed the men's three-hour rape of Xiaoting.

The instant the lights came on, I saw the man's face contorted with excitement before ejaculation. This sudden turn of events

caused both me and the man in the throes of passion to stop. The man's companion, fearing discovery, urged him

to hurry up , but after a two-second hesitation, he chose to continue his frenzied thrusting. My girlfriend's slightly paused moans immediately

echoed in my ears again.

Under the glaring light, I saw my girlfriend, covered in semen and sweat, lying naked on her side beside me, her buttocks

provocatively raised towards the man, welcoming his ravaging. The man behind us had reached the final

stage; he was almost frantic, no longer caring whether he would wake me and Ting. He grabbed my girlfriend's waist, pulling her

body away from me, making her kneel on the seat, her upper body leaning against me, her buttocks raised.

Then he continued his frenzied rape.

The moment he pulled Ting, although I was embarrassed to "wake up,"

I still tried to stop him, afraid of waking my girlfriend, but it was too late. However, to my surprise, despite such

violent movements and such intense rape, Ting didn't wake up.

During the rape, the man's lower abdomen slammed against his girlfriend's raised buttocks. The sounds of the slapping

could . Contrary to my expectations, Xiaoting didn't wake up and resist; instead, still asleep, she lay

on top of me, moaning loudly with each thrust. Due to the change in position, my hand had already

been removed from between her thighs. So I started to reach into my pants and masturbate my engorged penis. Watching my naked

girlfriend, under the bright lights, wantonly raising her buttocks and being frantically raped by a stranger, I reached an

unprecedented level of excitement.

Just then, a theater attendant passed by and shouted in our direction, "Clear the theater!"

The man in the act glanced back, then turned back and continued thrusting violently into my girlfriend's buttocks.

From the attendant's angle, he could see the man's bare buttocks and his girlfriend's raised buttocks. But he couldn't see

mine. Through the gap between the man's lower abdomen and my girlfriend's buttocks, I saw him shake his head helplessly and

turn away. He probably just thought it was a normal couple having sex.

I didn't have time to think too much. Watching my girlfriend being raped by a man, I quickened the pace of my masturbation.

Stimulated by the obscene scene and my girlfriend's moans, the passion that had been building all night finally erupted. I tried my best

to control myself, not letting the man raping her see that I was ejaculating. Maybe he didn't even notice my

movements.

After ejaculating, I lay there helplessly, watching my naked girlfriend, her buttocks raised, being raped by the man.

I felt a strong sense of humiliation. My beloved girlfriend had finally

been raped by another man in her sleep, thanks to my planning. And she was being fucked so hard that she was panting and moaning. The thought that my girlfriend's lovely buttocks and body would no longer be mine

alone made me very sad.

But the man's movements did not lessen at all because of my sadness. The lights in the theater had been on for about two

minutes , and he was finally about to ejaculate. After a series of rapid "slap slap..." sounds, the man gripped my girlfriend's buttocks,

growled, and slowly thrust deeply a dozen times. I knew that with each of those dozen or so thrusts, his penis was throbbing

violently . And at the moment of his ejaculation, my girlfriend's moan suddenly turned into an almost frantic scream.

The doubt I'd had earlier about whether she was awake resurfaced.

I couldn't believe that she could moan like that in her sleep. And the rhythm of the moan

perfectly matched the frequency of the man's thrusts. Ting, are you really awake? But why aren't you resisting? Are you naturally

inclined to be violated by men? Or am I just imagining things, and you're not awake at all?

Just as I was lost in thought, the man had already tossed my girlfriend's buttocks aside, pulled up his pants, and turned to

leave. However, at that moment, I finally found the answer: Ting's raised buttocks, without the support of the man's hands,

would have fallen off the seat if she had. However, just

as , she shifted her buttocks slightly. Although it was only a slight shift, a person in their sleep wouldn't

have such a premonition of danger.

Thinking about this, I recalled a detail from when Ting was being raped: at first, my girlfriend's

lips were slightly parted. But after the fat man inserted his penis, she began to bite her lips tightly,

seemingly It seemed Ting was awake.

However, the situation didn't allow me to think further; the theater had already been cleared, and the daytime audience was about to enter.

Seeing my girlfriend covered in semen, I quickly grabbed some tissues to clean her up. She

reeked of the strong, fishy smell of semen. Sweat and semen mingled, leaving her soaking wet. I bent over,

carefully cleaning her with the tissues, my mind racing, replaying everything that had just happened.

Suddenly, someone appeared in front of me. Our eyes met, and I froze. Holding

the tissues stood there, staring at him. He paused, then smiled at me, reached for

a briefcase on the seat next to him, and turned to leave. Before leaving, he bent down and patted my girlfriend's sweaty buttocks twice.

It was the man who had last raped my girlfriend, returning to retrieve something. I read

smugness , but what did he glean from my stunned silence? I began to

worry about this question. But the thought of never seeing him again lessened the humiliation and unease in my heart.

After cleaning my girlfriend's clothes, I "woke" her up and helped her tidy her clothes. When she tried to put

her underwear , she couldn't find them anywhere. I suggested that maybe they had fallen on the floor and been swept away by the cleaning staff. Actually

, we both knew perfectly well where her underwear was. The cleaning staff couldn't possibly be sweeping up trash in the middle of the night,

could they?

But the worst part was that her wallet was also missing. Although there wasn't much money in it, it contained

her student ID. Oh well, those men must have taken it. What will their expressions be when they discover that the woman they gang-raped

wasn't a prostitute, but a sixteen-year-old student? I imagine they'll be both

shocked and thrilled, and satisfied.

Since her underwear was gone, I had to leave her naked and put on her coat. As we left the theater, I noticed

the staff member who had been clearing the theater giving us strange looks. Perhaps he, like me, had noticed

Ting's unsteady gait. Despite my repeated concern and questioning, my girlfriend simply said that her legs had gone numb from sleeping on them. However,

while waiting for the car outside the cinema, I caught a glimpse of her secretly wiping away the semen that had dripped down her thigh with a tissue…

After that, my girlfriend and I continued our usual interactions, chatting and laughing. Neither of us mentioned what happened that night.

Although I strongly suspected that she was awake when the man was playing with her, I simply didn't have the courage to ask her. Since

Ting and I got along as well afterward, why break that unspoken understanding? It wasn't

until my girlfriend became more open-minded, and after she, like me, began to enjoy the feeling of being humiliated, that we finally confided in each other about

our feelings at the time.

Actually, my girlfriend was already awake when the first man inserted his finger into her.

"But when I found out, he had already penetrated me. His fingers were moving inside my vagina.

How embarrassing would it be if I got up and resisted? Besides, what I worried about most was that if I woke you up and you saw

me being played with by a strange man, you would be disgusted with me. So I just endured it." (

This is what Ting told me after we had sex once, after I was in college.)

Not long ago, I finished the draft of my article, and my girlfriend happened to be with me, so I showed it to her

and told her that netizens wanted to know her thoughts, so I asked her to share her opinion. Below,

I will try to recall our conversation as completely as possible.

Me: "So? Now, looking back on what happened back then, what are your feelings?"

Girlfriend: "You wrote it really vividly and specifically. It's been so long, and you still remember it so clearly. My feelings?

Didn't I tell you about it before?"

Me: "No matter how well I write it, it's useless. Everyone wants to know your thoughts back then. I know we talked about it

once , but it's been several years. What you said back then was your opinion from several years ago. What I want to know is how you

felt at the time, and what you think now." Girlfriend: "

And you're telling me? You didn't even discuss it with me before we went to the movies that day. If I

had known you'd be excited to see me being with other men, I would have been able to fully enjoy the pleasure from three men."

Me: "Damn! I wasn't prepared at all, and I was in the middle of a fierce internal struggle, how

could I discuss it with you? And then you suddenly became so capable. I know you were just saying it casually. If I

had told you were going to be fucked by three men that night, you would have run away long ago. Don't you think so?"

Girlfriend: "That's true, the key is that I had no experience back then. If it were now, I definitely wouldn't run away."

(Damn, she's so frank.)

Me: "Actually, you're really quite classy. You were so young back then, and you didn't have much experience, but you actually

came to orgasm from being fucked by strangers."

Girlfriend: "How did you know I came?"

Me: "If you didn't come, what were you yelling about on top of me at the end? And you were all sweaty, your body was shaking so badly,

no one would believe you didn't come." Girlfriend: "

Indeed, when the theater lights came on and the last man ejaculated, the

scream was because of an orgasm. But at the time, I didn't know that feeling was what an orgasm was; I just felt

intense spasms inside my vagina, and I was in a semi-conscious state. Although I was afraid that you and that man would find out I was awake, and I was also

afraid that other people in the theater would hear me, the intense excitement still made me scream."

Me: "Afraid that he and I would find out you were awake? Do you think we're idiots? The sound of him

fucking , how could you not wake up? Besides, I've never seen any woman moan in her sleep at your '

level'."

Girlfriend: "So you've seen other women moan in their sleep?"

(I'm speechless! What kind of logic is that? She turned the tables on me.)

Me: "Actually, the last man seemed to know that neither you nor I were asleep. You could tell from

the strange . And when he picked up his purse and left,

he slapped your ass twice in front of me." If he didn't know we weren't asleep, would he have been so bold? He deliberately

fucked you hard, forcing you to moan. He made you orgasm in front of me to satisfy his perverted desires.

Girlfriend: "You call others perverted? You're the most perverted one! But I also suspect he knew I was

awake . Otherwise, why would he fuck me so violently? Wasn't he afraid I'd wake up? In the end, I couldn't resist, and

I couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore. I was stuck on top of you, my ass sticking up, in a dilemma. Finally, he brought me to orgasm and I cried out. By the way..."

"By then, most of the people in the theater had probably left, right?"

Me: "Damn, it's been 800 years! You still care if anyone saw you having an orgasm?"

Girlfriend: "I feel like it was only two or three minutes from when the theater lights came on until that guy left. But from what you wrote, it seems like I was being fucked for a long time after

the lights came on ."

Me: "It was indeed only two or three minutes, but those two or three minutes were the most exciting. How can you just gloss over it?

And during those two or three minutes, the two of us, and that guy, underwent significant psychological and physical changes.

By the way, when the theater lights came on, I noticed you didn't react much. The guy and I were both startled.

But he was really into it and was about to ejaculate, so we couldn't bear to leave. Even though I saw he was also panicked,

he still chose to stay and continue fucking until he ejaculated. I was also very afraid of being discovered by others that you were being raped by

a . But I couldn't get up and chase him away. I could only endure it for a while until he finished. But I was really scared and

nervous. At the same time, it was also very exciting." So much so that watching you being raped by him under the glaring lights, I

ejaculated .

Girlfriend: "I was terrified too. At first, I was lying on your chest with my eyes closed, not noticing the lights were on.

Then I heard someone shout to clear the room, and when I tilted my head slightly, I realized the surrounding lights were incredibly bright. I was terrified at that moment

. I felt like so many eyes were watching me being played with by that man. I really wanted to break free from that man's grasp. I wanted

to quickly put on my clothes and find a secluded corner to hide in. But the intense physical stimulation made me give up

the idea of resistance. The intense excitement from below left me completely powerless. I couldn't help but start

moaning . And in the brightly lit movie theater, in my boyfriend's arms,

the feeling of being violated by a stranger until I cried out was incredibly stimulating. This was a major reason why I later reached orgasm."

Me: "By the way, did you know I wasn't asleep when those three men were playing with you?" Girlfriend: "

Later, I began to suspect you weren't asleep. When the man was having sex with me, and you were stroking my

labia , I realized you weren't actually asleep. But at the time, I just didn't understand why, if you weren't

asleep, you didn't stop that man from playing with me? Instead, you were stroking our genitals?

Why didn't you find it disgusting that the man ejaculated inside my vagina, and you continued to stroke me?"

(Of course, now when we talk about these topics, I don't need to explain to her anymore. She

understands everything now. She even enjoys it more than I do. Haha...)

Me: "Since you knew I wasn't asleep, why didn't you ask me for help? Why did you silently endure being fucked by them?"

Girlfriend: "Even if you were asleep, I couldn't ask for help. Because I was afraid you would see me being played with by strangers

and would despise me, and abandon me. But you were awake at the time, you had already discovered that I was being bullied by those three men, and you didn't help

me, so what use would it be if I asked for help? I even thought they were your accomplices."

Me: "Haha, that makes a lot of sense." But if you had resisted back then, I would definitely have stood

by you. And I wouldn't have looked down on you. After all, I planned all of this. How can I blame you?

Girlfriend: "How was I supposed to know back then? Speaking of which, if I had resisted back then, would we still be like

this today? If you hadn't succeeded that time, maybe I would never have accepted being fucked by another man.

At I was afraid that you would wake up and see me being fucked by another man and look down on me. So I didn't resist. Later, I found out that you

weren't asleep at all. I was really angry. But since I had already been penetrated, I thought I could just endure it. I didn't

expect that I would endure it for three hours, and then I actually came to orgasm."

Me: "So I should thank those three men who fucked you? Seriously, what did it feel like when the first man

used his fingers to penetrate you? Were you excited from the beginning?"

Girlfriend: "At first, I thought it was your hand that was penetrating me, and I was about to complain that you were disturbing my sleep, but then that

man put his penis on my breasts and rubbed it. At that moment, I panicked, all sleepiness vanished, and I immediately woke up."

I didn't know what to do. I wanted to resist, but it was too embarrassing, and I was afraid of waking you. If I didn't resist, that man's

touching made me feel so bad. In the end,

I couldn't help but moan when his fingers were inserted into me. Even when he ejaculated on my breasts, I didn't resist. I never expected to moan when a stranger penetrated me.

Although I was afraid you would hear me, and although it was embarrassing to make noise while being played with by a stranger, the physical stimulation

made it impossible for me to hold back. I started moaning without realizing it. When he smeared his semen on my lips with his fingers

, I really wanted to turn my head away. But I was afraid he would find out I wasn't asleep, so I held back. However,

the disgusting fishy smell almost made me vomit.

Me: "That night, was it more enjoyable when you did it with me? Or was it more enjoyable when you were with those three men?"

Girlfriend: "Of course it was more enjoyable when I was with those three men, especially the last one." Because being played with by them

was quite exciting, I was lying in your arms, my butt sticking out as he fucked me, not daring to make a sound, afraid you'd hear.

The more I suppressed my feelings, the more he fucked me harder. And the more I suppressed that

feeling, the stronger it became. Eventually, I came to orgasm while lying in your arms.

Me: "But without me, you wouldn't have had that orgasm, right? Because being fucked

by strangers made you nervous. Nervousness led to excitement. Excitement led to climax.

Right? By the way, why did you turn over after the first man ejaculated on your breasts? If you hadn't

turned around , the next two men definitely wouldn't have dared to fuck you. Did you have a desire to be fucked?

Did you deliberately stick your butt out?"

Girlfriend: "No way! I turned over to hide my breasts."

(I almost fainted from laughing.)

Me: "You hid your breasts, but your butt was sticking out, wasn't it?" "Aren't you afraid that man will penetrate

you with his penis?"

Girlfriend: "I didn't notice there were two other people at the time. By the time I realized, the man's penis was already

inside me . I couldn't move anymore, so I remained in that position and they did that to me for so long."

Me: "What did you feel when that man's penis first entered your vagina? Excited? Stimulated?"

Girlfriend: "Didn't you see my mouth was open? His penis was so thick, it felt like it was going to

burst."

Me: "I thought you were sleeping."

Girlfriend: "Pfft, how could you sleep? With a cock that big, even a dead person would jump up from being fucked."

(Girlfriend said, sounding a bit aggrieved)

Me: "When we left the theater, you were so fucked you couldn't even walk, and you still insisted it was from sleeping on your stomach? Do you think I'm an idiot

? Even the person on duty at the theater noticed you were so fucked you couldn't walk. And he seemed to know that

the man who was holding your ass and fucking you inside wasn't me. He watched us leave with a look of surprise."

Girlfriend: "Wasn't it all your doing? You made them do all that, and for two days in a row, my genitals were in excruciating pain

every time

" Me: "By the way, did you know where your bra and panties went?"

Girlfriend: "You're kidding me, those three men took my panties, and I didn't have time to go back to the dorm in the morning. I had to go to

class naked all morning ." " Semen was still dripping down there. I was afraid of getting my skirt wet, so I lifted it up and

sat directly on the stool with my bare buttocks. My buttocks were sticky and uncomfortable. The stool was also cold, which made the

pain even worse."

Me: "You were really honest back then. You were so tired, and you still went to study on Sunday? I went straight to my dorm to sleep when I got back to

school ." "By the way, what were you thinking after that night?

You seemed to be laughing and joking, like nothing happened. In front of me, you were brought to orgasm by three men, and you

weren't even a little bit shaken inside?"

Girlfriend: "You still have the nerve to say that? After leaving the movie theater, I wanted to break up with you. I was just too embarrassed to say

why . That night..." You haven't brought it up again, and I'm too embarrassed to bring it up either. Although those three men

made me feel really good, after waking up from the climax, I really thought you were so perverted and disgusting! I also

felt ashamed of myself for moaning loudly while being with strangers. Fortunately, you've been very good to me ever since, which made me give up

the idea of breaking up. However, for a long time, I couldn't understand your mentality and your actions. I thought you

were a disgusting pervert.

Me: "If I had discussed it with you from the beginning and asked you to agree to be with other men, you definitely wouldn't have agreed.

And you would definitely have been scared away by my perversion. But by creating a fait accompli while you were sleeping, you gradually accepted it.

These kinds of things can't be discussed beforehand." "You couldn't have accepted it even when you were sober. Even I hesitated and

struggled , let alone you."

Girlfriend: "Of course. If I had been sober before the first man penetrated me, I definitely would have resisted

. But when I woke up, I was already being penetrated, and I simply didn't have the courage to get up and resist. The key was that I was also afraid you

'd despise me if you found out. While they were playing with me, whether I was excited or uncomfortable, I

only had : just endure it and it will pass. But I never expected that later that man would actually put his penis inside me.

And I endured it for three hours." "You're really something else. When I was being penetrated, not only did you not

stop it, but you even touched my private parts where that..." "The man is penetrating me. It's making me so confused. I don't know what you're thinking.

And I have to hold back from moaning."

Me: "What are you holding back for? Just moan if you want to. You'll feel better if you moan, and the

man and I will enjoy it too. Why not?"

Girlfriend: "It's not as simple as you say. It's so embarrassing to be fucked by a stranger and make a sound.

And I'm afraid you'll hear me and think I'm too lewd. Besides, although the physical stimulation excites me,

I feel very humiliated psychologically. My body is being played with at will by a stranger, and I don't dare to resist. The most embarrassing thing

is that I can't help but moan. And you just let me be played with by someone else without caring about me. Even..." He even helped

that guy play with me. It made me feel incredibly disgusted. But despite the disgust and humiliation, my body was

incredibly . Thinking back now, I really miss that contradictory yet immense pleasure. And after that,

no matter what kind of stimulation I received, that feeling was never there again, or if it was, it was greatly diminished.”

Me: “Haha, you mean you’re shameless now, and it’s not fun anymore? Without that

feeling of being raped, it’s not stimulating anymore? To be honest, I especially liked the way you looked the first time another man penetrated you, wanting to scream but

not daring , suppressing your pleasure and not daring to show it—it was so sexy.” “That night, the part of me that suffered the most

was my left hand. Being sandwiched between your thighs, accompanying you…” My pussy was being penetrated by a man for three hours. Without

the lubrication , blisters would have formed between my fingers long ago. But touching your pussy while someone else fucks you is really exhilarating. And

besides your genitals, the part that suffered the most was your lips, right? Later, I saw that except

when the man slowed down, you opened your mouth to catch your breath, and you were constantly biting your lip while being fucked.

Girlfriend: "Of course! I couldn't help but moan when I bit my lip. If I didn't bite, I would have screamed

."

Me: "If only we had digital cameras back then, I wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble writing memoirs. Photos

could clearly record everything. How satisfying would it be to look at those photos years later? And it would be much better than..." My description is

much more detailed and vivid. But even if I had a camera back then, it would have been useless; there were no computers then. So, next

time you're being fucked by someone else, I'll take pictures and post them for everyone to see, how about that? It'll be a perfect record of that exciting

experience .”

Girlfriend: “Of course I'd love to! Your memoir is so exciting to read, wouldn't it be even better with photos?

I just don't know if the other person would be willing to let you take pictures. Besides, opportunities to do it with someone else are so rare, and opportunities to take pictures are even

rarer…” “Okay, okay, I won't say anymore, honey, I can't take it anymore. Let's do it quickly,

but it's just the two of us now…”

Haha, I don't need to describe what happens next, right? I really don't have the energy to type anymore. Another day I'll have my

girlfriend write a passage about it for everyone to remember, so she can experience my hardship too. But she types very slowly and her expression

skills are average, so writing it will be even harder for her. I've thought about it carefully, and the best way to describe her inner thoughts is for her to talk while

we 're together and I write it down. It will also be more fluent to read. Some of our conversation above has been “

written” by me. But the meaning is 100% accurate. The initial intention behind "writing it down" was to better express my girlfriend's

inner thoughts . I wonder if the guys who want to understand my girlfriend's inner thoughts are satisfied. Please give me your feedback.

This will help me continuously improve my expression in the future. The same content, expressed in a different way, might

be better understood by everyone.

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