Girlfriend Amy (1-4)

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Chapter 1 Amy is my girlfriend; we met in high school. After dating for several years, we became increasingly familiar with each other, and we did everything couples do. But after countless physical encounters, we both felt a sense of boredom with just having sex, and we both felt we needed something new and exciting. Although I started dating from b...I learned many techniques from the film and used them on her, but she still felt it wasn't hot enough. So she went looking for thrills herself. One evening, Amy walked alone through a bustling street wearing a super short mini dress. It was early autumn and a bit chilly, so she wore a thin shirt over her mini dress. Of course, she might have been a little shy because it was the first time she'd worn something so revealing. Underneath the mini dress, Amy wasn't wearing any underwear, which was my suggestion. Since she occasionally wore mini dresses, simply wearing less wouldn't give her enough excitement. Therefore, I suggested she go braless, wearing only a thin mini dress. When she left, she still wore a shirt and, with my encouraging gaze, embarked on her thrill-seeking journey. I was secretly following behind her, and perhaps because of nervousness, she didn't notice me. Watching her walk seemingly calmly through the crowd, I knew she must be incredibly nervous, because I knew the more serious her expression, the more nervous she was. Look, she seems to be trembling slightly. But you can't blame her; even without makeup, she's a stunning beauty, let alone now that she's dressed so scantily! The number of heads turning and stares must be skyrocketing. It's no wonder she's nervous, especially since it's her first time going braless. People are prone to making mistakes when they're nervous, and sure enough, Amy tripped and fell. Ah! What did I see?! Amy hurriedly got up, but her thin dress couldn't hide the glimpse of her cleavage peeking over the wall. I could vaguely see the alluring sight between her legs. Although it was only for a brief moment, I knew that the pubic hair and the rosy hue between her thighs were still exposed in the dim light. At that moment, a strange pleasure surged through me, and a strong desire made me want to rush forward and take her. But I forcibly suppressed this desire and continued to quietly follow her. Looking around, it seemed that only I had witnessed that amazing scene, and a sense of satisfaction rose within me. After rejecting the advances of the surrounding wolves, Amy continued walking forward. The scene she had just witnessed seemed to have greatly frightened her; she was eager to leave and walked quickly. "Heh heh, my girlfriend only lets me touch her. Even if you guys offer her help out of kindness, she won't accept it, let alone with malicious intent! You're all just trying to take advantage of her. Get lost, she can only look, not touch!" Amy hurriedly entered a side alley, and I quickly followed. After reaching a quiet corner, she patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief. "Heh heh, looks like she's more sensitive now; her nipples are hard!" Watching her breasts tremble with each pat, I thought maliciously from my hiding place. "Ah, what are you doing!" At this moment, a hazy light appeared in Amy's eyes. She gently lifted her skirt, and a captivating view of her breasts immediately appeared before my eyes. Between her legs was already a muddy mess, a slick of pubic hair, and the rosy patch seemed to be constantly oozing fluid. It seemed the stimulation of passing through the crowd had given her immense pleasure; she was soaking wet—what a slut! But she didn't seem satisfied with just that; she started masturbating. Watching her nimble fingers manipulating her labia, constantly releasing nectar, my lust grew stronger, my underwear uncomfortably constricting my erect penis. I couldn't take it anymore! Just as I was about to go and take this slut for granted, I suddenly noticed someone quietly approaching Amy. He was a middle-aged man about my height, with the same hairstyle as me; at first glance, even I would mistake him for me. It seemed someone had seen what happened in the marketplace! He quietly approached Amy from behind, his eyes blazing with uncontrollable lust, while his pants were already bulging. Amy, seemingly consumed by lust, continued masturbating against the wall, oblivious to the approaching danger behind her. Seeing Amy in peril, reason told me to stop the man, but a strange desire held me back, so I remained hidden, watching. The man, his face flushing with excitement at the sight, suddenly knelt down and buried his face in Amy's vulva, licking. Amy, awakened by the pleasure of the licking, turned around and saw a figure resembling me, seemingly mistaking the man behind her for me. Reassured, she turned back, arching her buttocks higher and emitting even more wanton moans. "Husband, ah, ah, lick here quickly, oh, ah! So good," Amy cried out wantonly. Hearing Amy's sweet moans, the man licked even more vigorously. He reached forward and pulled Amy's dress down her shoulder, revealing her alluring breasts. As her breasts peeked out from under the fabric, they jiggled freely beneath her chest. A glistening bead of sweat, guided by gravity, traced a graceful arc before slowly dripping from her nipple. Seeing this, I felt my reason instantly extinguished by lust. Yet, I didn't stop the man, seemingly unwilling to spoil this breathtakingly lewd beauty; I even wanted to see more. Inexplicably, I pulled out my penis and started masturbating! Amy seemed to be approaching climax, moaning even more intensely. Her eyes glazed over as she cried out, "Faster, ah, I can't take it anymore!" "Ah, ah, I'm coming, ah!" Hearing Amy's wanton cries, the man also pulled out his penis and began to stroke it. He licked Amy's labia, one hand playing with her breasts, while the other hand made his penis harder and harder, swollen like a red-hot iron rod. Suddenly, Amy let out a sharp scream. Her entire body tensed and trembled, and after a long groan, she slumped against the wall, her limbs giving way. Hiding nearby, I saw Amy, now limp, her buttocks raised, her vulva gushing nectar. She turned and glanced at the man behind her with even more dazed eyes, saliva slowly trickling from the corner of her mouth. It seemed the orgasm caused by the exposed scene was much stronger than usual; normally, licking her vulva wouldn't bring her to the point of near fainting! At that moment, I also quickly released my desire, but the other man didn't seem satisfied. He licked the nectar from his lips, then wiped away the dripping nectar from his chin. The man pulled his pants down to his knees, allowing his penis to be better released, then helped the limp Amy up, making her lean against the wall again, and aimed his large penis at her vulva, ready to penetrate. Amy was still lingering in the afterglow of her orgasm, her body weak. The man's penis rubbing against her labia brought her even more pleasure, making her limbs even weaker and her body heaving. However, this also prevented the man from properly inserting his penis; he could only hover and rub it from outside, causing Amy to moan loudly again. Seeing that things had gone too far—I was really going to be cuckolded if this continued—I quickly tidied myself up and went outside. Watching the man thrusting his hips behind Amy but failing to penetrate, I couldn't help but chuckle. But I still shouted, "What are you doing?" Amy, feeling an intense itch from the penis rubbing against her vulva, felt itching more and more as it rubbed between her thighs. She was complaining that her boyfriend was teasing her and was about to reach out to help the haphazardly rubbing penis into her when a loud shout came from beside her. Huh! Isn't that Ah Yu's voice? How did he get next to me? And who's behind me? Amy turned around and was startled by the man thrusting behind her. She struggled and cried out, "Who are you? Let me go!" The man, already caught up in the moment, hadn't noticed what was happening below. He felt a soft mass rubbing against his abdomen, and his lust instantly erupted. Thick, sticky semen gushed forward, splashing all over Amy's face. Amy, who was already close to climaxing, quickly closed her eyes after being splashed with semen. With her senses heightened by the lack of sight, her sensitive labia were drenched by a stream of hot liquid, some of it landing on her back. A wave of pleasure, numbness, itchiness, and ecstasy washed over her; she felt a surge of heat gushing from his penis, and she reached orgasm! At that moment, I ran to their side, pushed the man aside, and picked up the limp Amy. I checked to see if she had been penetrated, and after confirming she hadn't, I breathed a sigh of relief. The man who had fallen to the side, after realizing what had happened, hurriedly ran away. Seeing him so panicked that he even forgot about his penis, I almost burst out laughing if the situation hadn't been inappropriate. After comforting the emotionally distraught Amy, I went straight back to end this absurd experience. Chapter Two: Not long ago, due to the fake affair, my relationship with Amy improved. Because Amy always believed that she...She didn't care about me, so she was always very obedient to me afterwards, and we lived a very sweet life. However, this good life didn't last long. I was caught up in a busy work schedule and couldn't get away, so I had much less time to spend with Amy. Although Amy and I were classmates in high school, I didn't continue my studies after the college entrance exam and entered the workforce to work hard for a living. Amy, on the other hand, got into a very good university because of her outstanding grades and became a talented and beautiful girl. However, we had confirmed our relationship in high school, and after she went to university, I also found a job in the city where her university was located, so our relationship continued. After more than a month of high-intensity work, I was physically and mentally exhausted, but thankfully, this hard time will end tomorrow, and I can see Amy again. During this period, I was too busy to find time to see Amy, and could only chat with her on the phone occasionally to ease the pain of missing her. Amy is also a very understanding girl. Instead of being unreasonable with me, she supported and encouraged me and helped me solve my problems. I'll rest for a day tomorrow, recharge my energy, and give her a surprise. Hehe, both physically and mentally! Life as a monk is truly unbearable. A day later, I arrived outside Amy's dormitory at F University in S City, intending to surprise her, but her roommate told me she was out. Where could she be? I wondered. Could she have missed me so much that she came looking for me? But that wouldn't be likely; she knows I don't like being searched while I'm at work, so she probably wouldn't come looking for me. Lost in thought, I passed by F...The food street next to the university was a place I often went on dates with her when we had free time. It wasn't peak time yet, and the street was nearly empty, with only a few couples strolling around. I squinted, carefully observing these illicit lovers, looking for any beauties, but my eyes, already pampered by Amy's status as the school beauty, were rather unimpressed. However, I still spotted some interesting sights, like Amy! She was with a very handsome man, who, frankly, was more attractive than me. Watching them whisper intimately to each other, I felt a surge of jealousy and an urge to slap that bitch. But inexplicably, I restrained myself and followed the two of them resentfully, watching what they would do. Then, Amy and the handsome guy walked into a photo booth, and seeing them leaning affectionately against each other, my heart ached terribly. Ah! What is that guy doing?! Damn it, how dare he kiss her! Just then, the man turned and kissed Amy's lips, a brief but intense kiss. My head felt like it was about to explode with heat; I wanted to rush up and kill him. But I didn't, because I noticed Amy only blushed slightly, showing no aversion whatsoever. Suddenly, I felt like the world was ending; I froze, not even noticing when Amy left. When I came to my senses, I found Amy was gone, a wave of disappointment washing over me. Speechless, I wandered through the crowd, feeling as if the world had turned gray. After what seemed like an eternity, I entered a bar. The shrewd bartender, seeing my expression, immediately understood what had happened and silently handed me a strong drink. I took it and downed it in one gulp, feeling the fiery heat travel from my tongue to my stomach, instantly easing my gloom. Looking around at the frenzied men and women, I felt parched and desperately wanted a one-night stand to soothe myself. But it seemed like God was playing a cruel joke on me—I actually found Amy here! She was with the handsome guy from before, surrounded by a group of people, presumably their classmates. Amy was a senior, graduating soon, and they were probably at a farewell bar. I watched quietly. At first, the students were behaving themselves, but things got a bit chaotic as they drank more. Some were drinking heavily, while others were making suggestive advances, like Amy and the guy. Amy had probably had a few drinks; her face was flushed. The guy, emboldened by the alcohol, was exploring her body, causing Amy to moan uncontrollably. Their actions gradually affected the atmosphere around them. Couples began to leave, some going to quieter corners, some leaving the bar, and others, like Amy, going straight to the second floor, where there seemed to be guest rooms. Their goal was the same: to find a secluded place to be intimate. My eyes were red as I watched Amy and the guy go upstairs. I quickly paid my bill and followed them. The second floor of the bar wasn't complicated; it was just two rows of rooms facing each other. I saw the boy take out a key and open a door to a room on the side. As they went in, I quickly followed. Leaning gently against the door, I discovered it wasn't fully locked and could be opened. Perhaps the lock was worn out from long neglect, but that was good news for me. I quietly pushed open the door to peek inside. It was a simple one-bedroom apartment with a bathroom, and Amy and the boy seemed to have gone into the inner room, which was the bedroom. I slipped into the room and quietly closed the door, slowly moving to the doorway of the inner room. I found two fleshy creatures rolling on the bed. The boy had eagerly stripped Amy naked and was groping her body, while Amy was emitting unconscious moans, seemingly welcoming his assault. A surge of rage welled up inside me; I wanted to chop them both to death with an axe, but reason prevented me from doing anything unwise. Their clothes were now scattered on the ground. The boy had his head between Amy's legs, happily licking her vulva, causing her to moan and groan as she dripped with nectar. Suddenly, Amy arched her lower abdomen, bringing it even closer to the boy's lips, crying out, "Faster, faster, go in a little deeper, ah, Ayu, I'm about to come." Hmm! Ayu, isn't that calling me? Is that boy also called Ayu? The boy quickly answered my question. "Amy, can you stop calling me someone else? I'm the one you're being intimate with right now, Haoming!" Hearing Amy's cry, the boy angrily looked up. "Hmph! Chen Haoming, you bastard, you're taking advantage of me." Amy seemed to have come to her senses, and then slapped the boy across the face. After dodging the attack, the boy hurriedly said, "No, no, don't hit me! I was wrong, okay? But I really like you! You should be able to tell that, right?" "Besides, don't laugh, I'm still a virgin. I, Chen Haoming, wouldn't sleep with a woman unless I truly liked her." Seeing that Amy had softened a bit after hearing his words, the boy quickly added, "Please, go out with me! I really like you, I love you! Amy." With that, the boy got up and knelt in front of Amy. Amy looked at him quietly, her expression deeply moved. However, after a moment, she composed herself and said to the boy, "I'm sorry, Haoming, we can't..." Why?! I like you so much, why can't we? Are you worried about our future? "No problem, I, Chen Haoming, swear I'll give you a good life from now on..." Amy waved her hand, interrupting the boy, and said, "No, I don't believe you, but we still can't." "Let me finish. I know you're a good man, and you'll be a good husband in the future. But have you thought about it? Although I have feelings for you, it's not love. My heart is already filled with another good man, and there's no room for anyone else, you know that?" "Who is he? I want to meet him, and see who can give you happiness!" the boy said hastily. "No need to compare, you'll never be as good as him." "Why?" "Because I love him to death, in my heart he'll always be the only one, please don't make things difficult for me anymore, okay?" After that, the two looked at each other, but in the end, the boy gave in to Amy's firm gaze. "Okay, I wish you happiness," the boy said. "Thank you! Haoming, we'll always be good friends." After hearing Amy's heartfelt words, I suddenly felt relieved. Yes, if a woman is like this, what more could a husband ask for! Amy, you will always be my favorite! Chapter Three. An awkward silence filled the room of a modest hotel. Haoming and Amy were naked, facing each other. Although Amy had seen my naked body countless times, she still felt incredibly shy in front of Haoming's unfamiliar male body. It was her nature, and she couldn't blame herself. Of course, it was even more so for Haoming, who was still a virgin. Smelling the lingering scent of desire in the air, Amy began to feel hot. Feeling she couldn't stay any longer, Amy tried to get up, but seeing Haoming staring at her body in disbelief, she involuntarily sat back down. Sensing the increasingly awkward situation in the room, Haoming, being a man, felt he should say something. So he said, "Amy, what should we do now?" "What should we do?" Amy asked, confused. "This is it! How am I supposed to get out of here?" Haoming said, pointing to his erect penis. "It's so throbbing, how am I supposed to put on my pants? Help me think of something!" "Pah! You're such a bad thing, what am I supposed to do? I might as well just cut it off!" Amy said, blushing. I almost burst out laughing when I heard this outside the door, but the two inside wouldn't have noticed, they were too preoccupied with their own troubles! "Amy, we're impossible now, so please be with me just this once, just this once, and I'll never bother you again, okay?" Haoming pleaded. "No, I can't betray him," Amy said firmly. "Please, look how uncomfortable I am right now, you know it's very harmful for a man to suppress his desires, please be with me just this once!" Haoming said, pulling Amy's hand to his penis and making her hold it. Amy was about to refuse, but the heat from Haoming's hand seemed to make her body even weaker, unable to even speak, only able to follow Haoming's hand as it moved up and down his penis. "Hiss, ah, so good!" Haoming suddenly groaned. "Ah," Amy quickly withdrew her hand like a startled rabbit. Haoming, whose pleasure had been abruptly interrupted, was now caught in a limbo and glared angrily at Amy. Amy seemed to feel guilty, after all, Haoming had just helped her reach orgasm, so after a moment, she made a decision and said to Haoming, "Haoming, I can help you release with my hand, but we absolutely cannot do it, okay?" Haoming, who had thought all hope was lost, was shocked to hear Amy suddenly agree.Having found a solution, Amy was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say!" Seeing Haoming agree, Amy's face turned even redder, as if she were about to burst with desire. This only made Haoming more excited, and his penis became even more erect. Amy slowly bent down and gently grasped his penis, gently guiding it, occasionally glancing up at Haoming to see if he was about to ejaculate. Haoming, still kneeling, looked down at his beloved, who was servicing him, and saw her looking at him with longing eyes. A surge of satisfaction, a feeling of dominance, welled up inside him, and he was overjoyed. Knowing this was his only chance, Haoming desperately tried to control himself and prevent premature ejaculation, wanting to prolong the pleasure. This wasn't difficult for Haoming, who frequently masturbated; as long as he thought of the Three Represents or Marxism-Leninism-Mao Zedong Thought when he was close to ejaculation, he could easily hold back. This was tough on Amy, a delicate girl who had to kneel and perform masturbation. It was incredibly strenuous, and she had to use both hands alternately, switching when one got tired. Fifteen minutes later, just as I was considering whether to go in and take Amy away, she suddenly pushed Haoming away angrily and said, "I'm not doing it anymore! You're bullying me! Why aren't you coming? Are you trying to kill me with exhaustion? I'm not doing it!" Haoming, who was enjoying himself, saw Amy's refusal and quickly tried to appease her, saying, "No, Amy. Help me a little longer, I promise it'll be over soon!" "Really? But my hands are so sore, I can't move them! I think we should stop now," Amy said doubtfully. "Then, then, how about you give me oral sex? That way I'll come quickly," Haoming suggested. "Is this okay? Wouldn't it be too unfair to Ayu? Oh well, since it's already like this, let's just go all the way!" Amy hesitated for a moment, but seeing Haoming's pleading eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse him, so she steeled herself and agreed to give Haoming oral sex. Hiding outside the door, I saw Amy lean down, first gently grasping Haoming's penis, then extending her little tongue to lightly lick the tip. Haoming's body trembled violently, and then he finally calmed down, as if he had almost ejaculated. How much willpower does that take? Even I, watching from outside the door, almost ejaculated, let alone experiencing it myself! I was a little impressed by Haoming's willpower. Seeing that Haoming almost ejaculated but didn't, Amy seemed a little angry, and simply took his penis into her mouth and started stroking it up and down. Haoming felt an even more pleasurable sensation in his lower body than before, and an extremely comfortable expression appeared on his face. Yes, it felt so good! "I painstakingly trained Amy's oral sex skills, and you're really lucky!" I thought sourly as I watched the lewd scene inside. Haoming, in the throes of pleasure, suddenly heard Amy's moans. Looking down, he saw she was masturbating; oral sex had clearly aroused her. Seeing her simultaneously servicing him and skillfully stimulating her own genitals with his fingers, Haoming realized it was exhausting. So he helped the beautiful woman beneath him up. Seeing Amy's puzzled expression, Haoming made a 69 position with his hand. The clever Amy immediately understood, blushed, and nodded in agreement. Then Haoming lay flat on the bed, while Amy straddled his head, placed her vulva on his face, and took his penis into her mouth. Haoming immediately began to vigorously lick Amy's lips, and the room was filled with the scent of vaginal fluids and incessant moans. I, watching from outside, also felt a surge of lust and immediately pulled out my own penis and began to masturbate. Inside, Amy was licking the penis with relish, making it gleam as if it were the best toy in the world. She licked it noisily, meticulously examining every inch. Her hands were beneath the penis, gently caressing its testicles, and occasionally brushing against Haoming's anus, stimulating him to lick her labia even more vigorously. Haoming reciprocated, licking her labia clean, swallowing every last drop of nectar, while his fingers were inserted directly into Amy's anus, providing even greater stimulation. The pleasurable moment seemed fleeting; before the three in the room could fully savor the intense pleasure, climax arrived. Amy's anus contracted violently, tightly gripping Haoming's fingers, and her labia gushed forth a torrent of fluid, soaking Haoming's face. At the same time, Haoming and I ejaculated. I ejaculated behind the sofa by the door, while Haoming's semen covered Amy's face and chest. The room, once filled with an atmosphere of debauchery, was now quiet, save for soft breathing and gentle moans. I watched as Amy, with a seductive smile, shoved the semen from her face into her mouth and swallowed it, then smeared it onto her breasts. Haoming, too, shoved the semen from his face into his mouth and sucked it up. I knew they were done, so I quietly retreated to the door, unlocked it, and went out. Back in the lobby, it was still as noisy as ever. Even at midnight, there was no shortage of men and women seeking thrills. I ignored them and walked straight out the door. I ordered some late-night snacks at a nearby food stall and waited quietly. Sure enough, Amy and Haoming came out shortly after. Watching them kiss goodbye, I called Amy. "Hey, Amy, where are you?" I said. Amy, who was standing at the bar entrance, heard her phone ring, took it out, and immediately showed a look of surprise when she saw it was me. She quickly said goodbye to Haoming and went to the side to answer the phone. Haoming watched Amy leave with lingering affection before hailing a taxi and driving away. After Haoming left, I didn't call Amy. Instead, I silently walked up behind her and patted her shoulder. Amy turned around and saw it was me. Her face, which had been flushed from the heat of passion, turned deathly pale, and her whole body trembled violently. I silently walked past her and coldly said, "Come with me." Chapter Four: I walked ahead with a somber expression, leading Amy to a park not far from the bar. It was late at night, and the park wasn't crowded. Only a few couples were moaning in the dark grass. We sat down on a bench away from the streetlights. On the way here, she had tried to say something several times, but I had interrupted her each time. Finally, when we sat on the bench, she couldn't hold back anymore. "Ayu, you have to listen to me! It's not what you think. Haoming and I just..." Just what? Just what! "Stop talking! I saw everything clearly. You and him did that! What about me?!" I interrupted Amy's explanation agitatedly. Amy seemed startled, her face pale, her eyes filled with tears as she stared at me, repeatedly saying, "I didn't, I didn't..." Although I knew she hadn't been penetrated, I was still a little angry at her infidelity, so I pretended to be angry and shouted, "Cry, all you do is cry! I, Ayu, have never done anything to wrong you. Why have you changed your mind after only a month? Is our years of relationship so worthless? Is it...?" "No! No, Ayu, how can you say that? I haven't wronged you! I'm innocent!" Amy anxiously interrupted me, hurriedly defending herself. "Is that so?" I saw Amy nodding like a chick pecking at rice, and a strange smile crept across my face. Under Amy's questioning gaze, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned on video mode. Instantly, a pair of pale, fleshy bodies appeared on the screen—Amy and Haoming. A series of moans, both male and female, drifted from the phone, creating an atmosphere of lewdness. While I found it quite enjoyable, Amy's experience was entirely different. She was deathly pale, her entire body trembling, her small hands covering her sensual lips, tears slowly streaming from her beautiful eyes. Amy was speechless. She knew this video explained everything; even a thousand words would seem powerless in its face. Was it all over between her and Ayu? No! She didn't want that. She wasn't thinking about why I had filmed this; instead, she hated Haoming for putting her in such a wrongful situation. She was terrified that I would abandon her because of this, because I was her everything. What meaning would her life have if I left? As she thought, Amy felt her limbs growing weaker, a wave of nausea rising in her chest, making her feel like she was about to faint. But a strange pain in her heart kept her from passing out. She wanted to say something, but her mind was blank. She could only slowly sit down, succumbing to gravity. Looking at Amy's current state, I felt a surge of vengeful pleasure—it felt so good! I feigned heartache and asked, "Amy, have I done something to wrong you? We used to love each other so much, but just a short time apart and you betrayed me. Was your love for me just a lie? Are you just a whore chasing after desire? I misjudged you!" "No! Ayu, I love you so much! Please forgive me! I was just confused for a moment! Please give me another chance!" Hearing my words, which were as cold as salt, Amy felt a sharp pain in her wounded heart. She quickly crawled forward and hugged my legs, crying.She said, "Please, please, give me another chance. I'll never do it again. Your love is my everything. I'll really die if I lose you!" Seeing her tearful face, I felt a pang of pity. After all, I loved her just as deeply, and I knew she hadn't lost her virginity. So I gently asked, "Really? Then why did you do it with him?" Sensing a glimmer of hope, Amy quickly explained, "You were busy with work recently, and I met him while chatting. People misunderstood that I only saw him as a friend. I hate him now! He's a nice guy and often helps me, and I'm very grateful to him, so we became good friends. Today, my classmates are having a farewell party, and I didn't invite him, but he showed up uninvited. I thought he was a good person, so I wasn't on guard. I drank a lot of alcohol at the bar, and then..." Listening to Amy's story, which contradicted my suspicions, I felt more at ease. Thinking there wasn't a big problem, I gently pulled her up and hugged her. Feeling the warmth of my embrace, Amy slowly calmed down. Looking up, she saw the unchanging love in my eyes, and she was moved! She tiptoed towards me to kiss me, but at that moment, remembering how he had just used those red lips to lick Haoming's penis, I felt utterly disgusted and avoided him. Seeing my action, Amy's face turned pale, and she immediately sobbed, saying, "I'm sorry, I'll definitely wash myself clean when I get back! Mmm..." I gently wiped away Amy's tears, kissed her red lips, and said, "It's alright, from now on, just listen to me." Feeling my tenderness, Amy was deeply moved. She first hugged me tightly, then suddenly pushed me away, saying, "Ayu, thank you for your understanding, but I can't hug you when there are other men's scents on me. Let me wash up first." To my astonishment, Amy began to pull off her clothes. I discovered that she was completely naked underneath her outer garment. Where was her underwear? Had Haoming taken it? A surge of jealousy and anger welled up inside me. I also noticed that some of her clothes were clinging tightly to her body as she undressed. Remembering the scene of Haoming ejaculating on her earlier, I immediately realized that Amy hadn't showered afterward and had come to the hotel smelling of Haoming. A strange feeling welled up inside me, a mixture of anger at discovering my girlfriend's infidelity and the extreme pleasure of debauchery—a feeling that alternated between heaven and hell. After a long while, I let out a long sigh and thought to myself, "Amy, I love you to death, you slut!" Amy, now completely naked, looked at me timidly, giving me the same urge I felt when we first made love. Just as I was about to take her, Amy glanced around, and after confirming no one was watching, quietly walked to the nearby fountain. The nights were bitterly cold at this time of year, and Amy had actually poured the icy pool water over herself to wash herself for my sake. I was deeply moved and felt an even stronger pity for her. Yes! Where could one find such a wonderful woman! Watching Amy shiver as she poured the cold water over herself, my heart overflowed with tenderness. I quickly went over and pulled the icy-cold Amy into my arms, lowering my head to give her a passionate kiss. When our lips parted, Amy was already deeply moved, and her face, which had been pale from the cold, had turned bright red. Seeing this, I felt a surge of desire, so I quickly took off my clothes and made love to Amy. Amy's moans were several times more wanton than usual, as if she had become a different person, her movements perfectly synchronized with mine, giving us even greater pleasure. Under the pale yellow streetlights, I noticed Amy's body was covered in countless hickeys; I knew Haoming had left them, and a pang of heartache shot through me. I thrust even harder into her. Amy, seemingly atoning for her actions, responded with increasing ecstasy, accepting my advances with even more wanton abandon no matter how wild I went. After what seemed like an eternity, when my legs began to give way, Amy could only slump on the park bench, moaning softly, but she still arched her hips to allow for better penetration. Feeling I'd had enough, I increased the pace again, and soon, with a shudder, I ejaculated my long-held semen. Amy, bathed in my hot semen, reached another climax, letting out mesmerizing moans. Looking at Amy still in the doggy-style position beneath me, I felt a strange pleasure, silently proclaiming: Amy, you'll always be mine! Amy's lower body was now a mess of vaginal fluid, as if she had released all the pent-up fluid she had been holding back, soaking the seat beneath her. Her beautiful vulva was a chaotic mess, with tangled pubic hair scattered around her swollen, red lips—a sight that could ignite a burning desire within anyone! I sat down on the park bench, gently pulling Amy into my arms, stroking her smooth skin, and softly telling her about my longing and suffering. Amy listened quietly, seemingly savoring the afterglow of her climax while enjoying my tenderness, only returning my embrace when she was deeply moved. Holding my lovely daughter in my arms, I felt a deep sense of satisfaction. Yes! With Amy, I had everything! However, our sweet moment was interrupted by the increasingly cold temperature. Amy sneezed softly, and I knew it was time to go home. So I slowly got up and started to dress, while Amy, like a dutiful wife, picked up my clothes scattered on the floor and carefully helped me put them on. After I was dressed, I noticed that Amy hadn't put on her own clothes, but was standing to the side, watching me with affection. So I asked with concern, "Amy, why aren't you wearing your clothes? It's getting cold, be careful not to catch a cold!" "I don't want to wear them," she replied, "because they don't have your scent on them, and I belong only to you. I don't want the scent of other men to cling to me." "Amy answered me softly. Hearing Amy's answer, I felt a huge sense of happiness well up in my heart. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her passionately, and Amy responded fervently. During the kiss, our desire was rekindled, and just as I was about to give Amy another sexual encounter, an idea came to mind. Without thinking, I took off my shirt and put it on Amy, then released my once again erect penis from my pants. After retrieving my "important item" from the clothes Amy had thrown on the ground, I picked up Amy, who was standing shyly beside me, and entered her directly. I wrapped Amy's legs around my waist, and then we started walking towards home. Amy seemed to feel that this was inappropriate, that it would be easy for others to see, but with the rise and fall of my steps, my penis repeatedly struck her clitoris, and the words that were about to come out of her mouth turned into moans. There was no other way, she had to follow her husband's lead.

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