The Evil of My Girlfriend, Volumes 1-12 (Complete)

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I don't know if you've heard of "The Flowers of Evil," a collection of poems by the poet Baudelaire. Its content was
so shocking in the 19th century that it was deemed illegal, charged with "offending public morals and public decency."
The content itself isn't particularly significant by today's standards, but it has more literary value when written in French.
My girlfriend loves this collection because she admires its concept of breaking down societal morality and satisfying
one's desires through sin. When she sees her senior from university posting affectionate pictures on Facebook, exchanging
sweet words with his girlfriend (who is also a senior she knows), seemingly displaying a steadfast love, she thinks about
how to expose his true nature—the inherent tendency in all men to enjoy doing bad things. In other words, she wants to seduce him into doing something beyond the boundaries of friendship, to prove how hypocritical and despicable
he is.
But she didn't want to be a mistress or share any romantic relationships. She just wanted
to have
breakfast with her senior's girlfriend the night before, while her vagina was still filled with his semen, pretending to be best friends.
After dating me for less than a year, she discovered that I accepted her distorted
values . She said that just imagining seducing her senior like this made her incredibly wet—and she really was, so wet
that I would slip out halfway through penetration.
From the moment she first mentioned this plan, I encouraged her to pursue it. However,
perhaps because her senior's girlfriend was wary and deliberately followed him everywhere, she never had a
chance. Until her senior year of college, one night when her girlfriend didn't get home until 3 a.m., she excitedly
called me to tell me that she had unexpectedly achieved her wish.
It turned out that she was preparing her graduation project at school, and a senior who had already graduated came back to help give
advice . Since the project was going on so late and there were no buses home, her senior offered to give her a ride home on his motorcycle. When the senior student drove
his girlfriend home, she sat on the back of the motorcycle, her large E-cup breasts swaying against his back.
She noticed his crotch was bulging the whole way.
When they arrived at her house, she deliberately gave him an opportunity, asking if he wanted to go for a walk. They
went to a nearby park together. In the dark park, they first held hands, then naturally
started kissing. The senior student said that although he had a girlfriend, he really "liked" her, which is why he couldn't help himself—
his girlfriend said that what she was thinking at the time was, "If you want to do it, hurry up and take off my underwear and put your penis in!"
No need to act like there's real affection, okay?
So did they actually do it? Actually, no. While his girlfriend was letting him suck her breasts in the park,
she called him, asking where he was, and that was the end of it. That's why
my girlfriend called me as soon as she got home to report this. The next night, she had to stay at school to work on her graduation project, and she decided to have her senior have sex with her in a small booth in the library's discussion room
while the other students working on the project went to dinner ! She didn't call me until after 3 AM to report on the day's events. After everyone else had gone home , she and her senior stayed in the stairwell on the top floor of the library and had sex twice more—once inside her vagina and once her thigh, making her pantyhose sticky. The next morning, Saturday, my girlfriend immediately called her senior to invite her to lunch. My girlfriend went to lunch wearing pantyhose that had fully absorbed her senior's semen, and her underwear with a layer of her own vaginal fluid mixed with his semen. If her senior had a sensitive nose, she definitely would have smelled her man's semen wafting over from this "good-natured and polite" junior! My girlfriend said that while having breakfast with her senior at a restaurant near the school, she was thinking about casually chatting with the girlfriend of the man who slept with her the night before, and with her genitals already wet, she couldn't help but reach under the table and masturbate. Unfortunately, because of this, when I went to see her at noon, her panties were already soaked with her vaginal fluid, and the hard, dry marks left by her senior's semen had long been washed away by her vaginal fluid. That night in bed, she told me that she had experienced her first orgasm while being penetrated —it was the night before when her senior was having sex with her. Actually, her senior's penis was of average size and very short- lived , and he probably had little experience with women, only knowing how to randomly squeeze her large breasts. But in those few minutes of penetration, she suddenly experienced her first vaginal orgasm—it turned out that when she was immersed in a situation that violated morality, the sinful pleasure allowed her to reach an unprecedented orgasm through mental enjoyment. From that day on, I decided to help her, encourage her, and let her become that beautiful , sinful flower that blooms because of her transgression of morality. (2) It seems I haven't formally introduced my girlfriend before. Her biggest advantage is her 32E breasts, light brown areolas , and a pair of killer breasts the size of a fifty-dollar coin. To test whether a man in front of you has poor self-control, the quickest way is to wear a shirt and unbutton it up to the third button. To eliminate saints, you don't need a knife; you can use such weapons to make most saints in the world disappear. In the summer, when we go out, I sometimes ask her to take off her bra so that her nipples, which swell with blood from the slightest friction of her clothes, will stand erect . Any man passing by who is walking seriously and not looking down at his phone will definitely be attracted by the sight before him. Another outstanding advantage of hers is probably her long legs at 172 cm tall! I am only , and sometimes it is difficult to penetrate her from behind while she is standing—because she has a good body proportion and her legs are really too long. What is even more blessed is that she has the kind of leg shape where the lower half of her calves and ankles are slender, but her calves are slightly fleshy , and then her thighs are even more fleshy. This is the most arousing distribution of fleshy flesh for men. However, she doesn't like wearing miniskirts. In winter, she mostly wears long skirts, creating a so-called "forest girl" look, while in summer she mostly wears regular straight-leg jeans, looking like a typical, plain college student. In fact, her ordinary, unassuming features make her lack of confidence, which is the main reason she doesn't dare to dress up actively. Her small, double-lidded eyes and overly fleshy lips, coupled with her slightly chubby cheeks, make her believe that her flaws far outweigh her strengths, resulting in a perpetually insecure expression. Even if she wanted to wear heavy, club-girl makeup, her overall disharmony with her features would make her look...

She's just an ordinary, tacky girl who tries to appear strong with heavy makeup. But it's precisely this kind of ordinary girl that makes married men
want to cheat—especially men with some career success. They think this kind of girl is easy to fool, won't flaunt it, and therefore
easy to bully.
So, before my girlfriend graduated in the second semester of her senior year, she deliberately submitted
a blank paper . This was a huge gamble, because she might not graduate, but she was absolutely confident she could
graduate smoothly.
This was because the professor of this course would always peek at her cleavage exposed from her neckline during class—my girlfriend
deliberately sat in the front row so that the male professor could peek at her chest. Sometimes she would even
masturbate during class because of the pleasure of being fantasized about!
And a few times, this professor would deliberately touch her hand or put his arm around her waist, and say suggestive things, telling
my girlfriend things like, "I know a lot of big shots in the advertising industry, having a personal relationship with me is very beneficial."
So, after submitting a blank paper, my girlfriend immediately went to the professor's research room the next evening.
Unsurprisingly , the professor elicited
the typical reaction of any man to such a harmless, easily bullied, and disposable girl: offering her body in exchange for a higher grade.
His girlfriend feigned reluctance, so the professor considerately suggested she give him oral
sex as a deposit, promising to submit the corrected exam later. He told her to let him know if she'd made up her
mind before the weekend, otherwise he'd send it out prematurely.
As this highly respected professor locked the door, slumped into
the research room chair, and pulled his semi-erect penis from his pants, he probably had no idea his girlfriend's bag
contained a powerful night-vision camera, recording him about to abuse his power
to force !
If it were a shrewd, foxy woman, or a girl with a clever demeanor, he might have been
more wary. But with my girlfriend's naive, easily manipulated look,
he simply forced her head down and shoved his penis into her mouth.
In the footage recorded on camera, the professor only gave her
oral sex for less than five minutes before deliberately pressing her head down and ejaculating his thick, yellow, and foul-smelling semen directly into her throat.
Then, still not satisfied, he pulled off her short-sleeved shirt, unhooked her bra, and
vigorously pinched and licked her melon-sized breasts.
After a while, his penis became erect again, and he asked his girlfriend to give him oral sex again. This time,
she used a combination of oral sex and handjob to ejaculate, resulting in a slightly thinner semen
that clung to her breasts.
My girlfriend pretended to be panicked, quickly put on a shirt and grabbed her bag without even wiping herself, then stormed out the door. The professor
thought she was going to call the police or complain, so he kept checking her phone (probably using his power to
get it from the department staff), and even threatened to make her lose face if she leaked it.
But the professor was completely wrong. My girlfriend was just itchy from the situation and had to pretend to be an innocent college student so he wouldn't do it to her all at once, so she quickly hid in the bathroom and masturbated
through her already soaked underwear, at least five times! The footage from the camera in her bag wasn't meant to blackmail the professor, but rather it was material she used to fantasize every night before the professor took her to his small apartment near the school for two days and two nights . (3) On Saturday afternoon, when my girlfriend went out to the MRT station to wait for the professor to pick her up, she was wearing a small floral print dress and heelless Mary Jane shoes, paired with ultra-thin black tights with small polka dots. Underneath the dress, she was wearing a white, conservative, and innocent-looking lingerie set with lace trim. Apart , her overall look was like that of a pretty college freshman going on a date with her crush. But today, she was going out to be played with by a male professor with a bad habit of sexually harassing female students and who had been accused of sexual assault by one of his master's students. He was a man of questionable character. But her main goal was to have her fill her vagina with the professor's semen and then bring back a video of her being violated to me using a night-vision camera hidden in her bag. To ensure that the semen ejaculated into her vagina could be properly contained and brought back, I also prepared a plug for her so that she could plug it in while showering and not waste it after rinsing. So when she got home and took off her panties so I could remove the plug, the semen inside gushed out, making her inner thighs sticky. I knew then that my anxiety these past two days—worried that she might not be able to complete her task of bringing home the . The amount that flowed out was so much; the professor must have ejaculated at least six or seven times. For a man in his fifties to ejaculate three times a day is truly admirable! I made my girlfriend put her panties back on, letting the semen slowly flow out of her vagina and be absorbed . Soon, just standing next to her, you could smell the stench of semen. This was so that after I finished reviewing her "university graduation project" for me, we could go to the nearby bustling night market, where passersby would see and smell her pure, semen-stained outfit and stare at her with astonished eyes. So we sat side by side in front of the computer, inserted the camera's memory card into the card reader, and started fast- forwarding the footage. Of the eight hours of the film, the scenes of the lecherous professor penetrating my girlfriend's vagina totaled less than two hours. Although the dialogue between the two wasn't clearly recorded, it was clear that my girlfriend, with obscene panting, begged him to "cum inside" each time the professor reached the climax of his thrusting. As I watched, I thought to myself, although this professor wasn't very long-lasting and his penis was only about ten centimeters long, the amount of semen he ejaculated was truly impressive. Appearances can be deceiving; from the perspective of someone who enjoys watching their girlfriend being penetrated , the amount of semen is far more important than the size of the penis! Fast-forwarding, we soon reached the scene of her last time having sex before going home—in the small apartment the professor used to keep his mistress and grope his students, she was completely naked, like a bitch being fucked from behind by a bald old man moaning incessantly.

Watching my girlfriend's large breasts sway and bounce as she was being fucked made my heart race with excitement. My penis was erect
and pressing against my pants, and I was ready to grab her and finish
her off as soon as the video ended. But
just realized there were two major problems with the video!
First, my girlfriend appeared completely naked at the beginning of the video, and her vagina
wasn't plugged. Second, the video was recorded at 11 a.m. on Sunday, but my girlfriend
didn't get home until 11 p.m.!
Upon discovering these two problems, my blood rushed to my head, and my penis went limp. This
startled my girlfriend, who had been clutching it with her small, fair hands. She asked me in a panic, "What's wrong?"
I turned to her and asked seriously, "You've been walking around naked;
the semen that was ejaculated inside you should have all drained out by now. Where did this stinking semen in your vagina come from?"
Hearing my question, my girlfriend had no choice but to confess: she really didn't know how to plug it up
without the professor noticing, and in fact, she hadn't used the plug at all—after all
, it would be strange if a woman used a plug to retain semen after being fucked.
So where did all that stinking semen come from? Well, when the professor took her back to the MRT station that evening, she
had a sudden inspiration . She remembered a high school classmate who studied animal husbandry in college telling her about how to masturbate cows, pigs, chickens, and sheep, saying that
these animals ejaculate ten times more semen each time than humans. So she went to a park, spotted a
clean- male dog, and masturbated it. Then she collected the dog's semen in a paper cup, went to the park's
women's restroom, spread her legs, and slowly poured the paper cup back into her vagina!
After hearing this, my penis immediately sprang to life—my girlfriend, afraid of disappointing me, had accidentally
done something that excited me even more. So that night, our plan to go to the night market was canceled. I took this
little bitch, wearing her panties and stockings stained with the stench of her cheating "lover's" semen, to the park near my house
to find her lover, to make this little slut demonstrate again how she squeezed that semen from the male dog's
scrotum and poured it into her vagina.
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Last time, although my girlfriend accidentally did it, in order not to
disappoint , she secretly went to the park to masturbate a dog and used the dog's semen to pretend to be ejaculated inside her vagina, which
excited me a lot.
But later I thought about it and realized that it was too dangerous. It wasn't that the dog's penis had any dirt or bacteria
. After all, my girlfriend wanted to turn her vagina into a rotten cunt. I even hoped that one day she would be infected with genital warts or something by
some unknown wild man and become a real toxic cunt. I wasn't afraid of the dog's penis having
bacteria. The main concern was that there was rabies now. I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to have sex with the dog, but instead, she would be bitten by the dog and
die of rabies.
Therefore, in order to teach her a lesson, I had to give her a punishment. The punishment was that she
had to until graduation. And most importantly, she couldn't wear underwear. Even if
she had to wear underwear, she could only wear open-crotch pants that exposed her vagina, or thin gauze underwear that would reveal her thick black hair and vagina.
The real purpose of this punishment wasn't to teach her a lesson, but to gamble on
how many times other men would grope her over two weeks. From her classmates and juniors to the security guards in our
building , everyone would surely see her slutty appearance—no underwear, just a short skirt—and her drooling
cunt yearning for a penis.
From the first day, every night when I picked her up from class, I secretly hoped her cunt would be wet
and dripping with semen, the seat of my motorcycle smeared with it. Back home, I
could use the semen from others' ejaculations as lubrication in the elevator and thrust all the way in. Unfortunately, her classmates and juniors
either didn't notice, or they didn't have the courage to try!
I was hoping her senior would fuck her hard a few times, but my girlfriend told me he'd been drained by her so many times that he couldn't get hard
even with his girlfriend, making her suspicious and preventing him from visiting her. It was a real shame.
Plus, the professor took his whole family abroad, so there were no "acquaintances" around.
But an unexpected surprise came on Thursday.
That night, my girlfriend said she was going shopping and to the movies with a close classmate. Since I had to work overtime,
I thought I could pick her up from Warner Village Show in Xinyi District after work, and she was supposed to call me when she was ready to go home.
I finished work around 10 PM and waited for her call in the office, but she didn't
call . I tried calling her cell phone, but it was off. I figured she was probably having sex with some "acquaintance" somewhere,
so I went home to shower. I was so tired that I fell asleep on the sofa in the living room.
It wasn't until after 2 AM that I was woken up by my phone ringing—it was my girlfriend calling, but from a
public phone. She said she was waiting for me at a temple in Maokong and told me not to ask any questions, I'd know when I got there, and
she wanted to surprise me. I went downstairs, got on my scooter, and went to pick her up.
I initially found it strange—did she go to the mountains for some acquaintance to have sex? And why
didn't they take her down the mountain afterward, instead abandoning her here? But when I got there, I understood everything.
The pantyhose she was wearing when she left (although underwear wasn't allowed, pantyhose were permitted because a vulva
covered was more alluring) were torn to shreds, her bag was gone,
only one black high heel remained, her makeup was a mess, and she was only wearing a dark red short skirt. She could only
hug , shivering in the cool night air on the mountain.
But the real surprise was—her vulva was red and swollen from being fucked, her thick, curly pubic hair was
all tangled with semen, her inner thighs were sticky, and her vulva was still leaking thin
semen.
It turned out that after watching a movie around midnight, she wanted to call me after parting ways with her friends, but her phone was dead
. Thinking the taxi fare wouldn't be much, she hailed one on the street to go home.
As soon as she got in, she noticed the driver staring at her legs in the rearview mirror. My girlfriend immediately decided to seduce
him into raping her. Sure enough, she deliberately spread her legs, revealing her hairy vulva beneath her black stockings. The driver's
eyes widened, and he swerved in the opposite direction. My girlfriend deliberately didn't say anything, waiting until the driver...
Once they reached the mountain, she pretended to be ignorant and asked the driver if they had taken the wrong turn—of course, the driver wouldn't answer her!
Only after the driver parked near the temple did he reveal his true colors. He grabbed his girlfriend by the hair, dragged
her out of the car, and began tearing her clothes and pantyhose before shoving his smelly penis inside her,
muttering things like, "These days, all little girls are sluts," and "A slut who doesn't wear underwear is just asking to be fucked, right?"
while vigorously pinching her breasts.
Unfortunately, the driver had no resistance whatsoever, ejaculating inside her after only a short time, and then making her lick up
the remaining . His girlfriend said the driver's semen was thick and yellow, like jelly, and almost never flowed
out!
My girlfriend was worried that after all the trouble of being taken to the mountains and raped, it wouldn't end there. But
then the driver called three more friends—four middle-aged men. One was bald and fat, another had rotten teeth
from chewing betel nut and smoking (my girlfriend said she was incredibly excited when she French kissed him), and
the third had countless fleshy growths on his penis, like genital warts from a sexually transmitted disease!
My girlfriend had initially hoped to be penetrated without a condom by that diseased-looking penis, but the others, perhaps
afraid of infecting her, made the man wear a condom, much to her disappointment. Even through the thin
condom, she could still feel the fleshy growths on his penis.
My girlfriend was gang-raped by these four middle-aged men all night, each ejaculating more than five times,
all inside her vagina.
After listening, I asked her if she was happy and if she enjoyed it. She told me that she really wanted more,
especially when she thought about that penis covered with countless warts, those warts scraping against
the mucous membrane of her vagina. Not only was the actual stimulation pleasurable, but the feeling of having her clothes torn and being penetrated by a possibly diseased man's penis on
a roadside was an irreplaceable high!
It's a pity that the driver and his four friends took her wallet and phone after they finished with my girlfriend,
otherwise she really wanted to get the contact number of that man whose penis was covered with warts and invite him out to experience
the real feeling of those warts during sex without a condom!

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