My girlfriend is elsewhere (02)

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(2) Linlin moaning softly under Rush's crotch As mentioned earlier, during the two years my girlfriend and I were in a long-distance relationship, I went home once. During the short few days we spent together, Linlin confessed to me about her first time with Rush. When I first learned that my girlfriend had cheated on me, I felt extremely depressed. Unlike the male protagonist in a cuckold's novel, I didn't have an erection. Instead, my heart felt like it was being weighed down by a huge rock. However, when I forced Linlin to talk about how she had sex with Rush, I thrust into her and reached the peak of orgasm with a sense of relief. In my subconscious, I also forgave or accepted my girlfriend's lewdness. In the following days, every time we made love, I would ask her how many times she had sex with Rush. Linlin kept her mouth shut and said it was only once. When I pressed her, she even swore that she hadn't done it. And I naively believed her. Now, I think about how good my girlfriend's acting was when she swore that she hadn't done it. She was so good to me that even when she lied to me, I couldn't be angry with her. Women are truly terrifying. Looking back at our chat history, I can still see that in May 2014, Linlin told me she was just chatting well with Rush on WeChat, and they could meet up but hadn't yet. The truth is, she had already succumbed to Rush's penis twice. And back then, I naively believed her, even encouraging her to meet Rush. Looking back now, I was so foolish. Perhaps I was too confident in myself and too sure of my girlfriend. Shortly after I returned to school, she confessed to her second encounter with Rush. Below is the exact text Linlin typed to me during our chat, almost word for word: "The second time I asked him out, he agreed immediately. That day he drove me to a hotel, and unlike the first time, he wasn't in a rush to touch me. Because the second time I went out with him, I was already his sex slave." (Reading this, my penis throbbed, and I almost ejaculated. My beloved girlfriend's frank admission that she was someone else's sex slave, purely for venting his lust, deeply stimulated the softest part of my heart, creating a kind of perverse, masochistic pleasure.) "He took a shower first, and I was sitting on the bed scrolling through my phone. He jumped onto the bed, bit my ear, and breathed on it, saying, 'Go shower, make your pussy smell nice so I can fuck you.' I..." "I was already at my limit, my lower body was incredibly itchy and wet, so I found his penis with my hand and started touching it." (Perhaps because of my reserved scholarly status, even during sex I never directly referred to Linlin's sweet vulva as a "cunt," and in my mind, a girl like Linlin would disdain associating with such vulgar people. So seeing Linlin so aroused by this foul-mouthed playboy who only treated women as toys, my masochistic emotions surged, and I trembled as I demanded that Linlin tell me in detail how she submitted to Rush. I told her: "With every word you say, my penis gets harder.") He chuckled and said, "Little one, so impatient, boyfriend..." "I'm not going to make you feel pent up, am I?" "He likes me to lick him. I can lick him anywhere and he'll get hard and comfortable. I started licking his ears, pushing the tip of my tongue deep into his ear, which made him moan. My penis immediately stood up. Then I used my tongue to go down to his neck, nipples, and pubic hair." (At this point, I replied, "I'm getting harder and harder," and she said, "You don't need to talk, just focus on masturbating." She knew I was masturbating and deliberately recalled the details clearly. In my heart, she was like a combination of angel and devil, and I no longer knew whether to love her or blame her.) "I put his testicles in my lips. I put on bright red lipstick before going out, so when my lips were on his testicles, he..." My eyes widened in disbelief. I played with his glans with my hand, gently touching his urethral opening. He reacted instantly, saying, "Brother can't take it anymore, brother wants your little mouth to fuck me good." He then shoved his penis into my mouth, grabbing my hair and slowly thrusting in and out. (My mind conjured up an image of a business suite in a budget hotel in Beijing. Linlin knelt on the carpet in front of the bed, the dim light highlighting her beautiful face and flawless skin. Her hair was being held by a muscular man with a thuggish smile, her head pressed against his crotch like a powerless slave, his penis thrusting in and out of her mouth. Linlin offered no resistance, obediently letting him do as he pleased.) The other person was thrusting into my throat, and even shamelessly touching his testicles and genitals. My right hand was rapidly stroking my crotch, the only way to slightly suppress my throbbing erection and my escalating emotional breakdown. "Actually, his glans was pressing against the back of my throat, it was incredibly uncomfortable, I really wanted to cry. As he increased the pressure, it got even worse, I couldn't breathe properly, and tears of disgust streamed down my face without me realizing it. Seeing me like this only fueled his interest." (I felt so sorry for her! I had never forced Linlin to perform oral sex like that, let alone made her cry!) "He smiled smugly and said, 'Little sister, do you miss your big cock? Do you want me to fuck you properly?' I hummed through my mouth, which was stuffed with his penis." He said, "I want to." Then he said, "Then let me use my hand to make you feel good first." "As he said that, he touched my genitals and started rubbing them. I was very wet, and my vaginal opening was very slippery. His strong fingers made the sound of water flowing from the opening, and the whole room was filled with the sound of my scratching. Then, he directly inserted three fingers." (At this point, I couldn't help but reply, "Ah!" Three fingers! I had no idea that Linlin's vagina could withstand three fingers! Until today, I only used two fingers to finger Linlin. Three fingers would not only hurt but also risk tearing the vaginal opening, and Rush inserted three fingers without any preparation.) "I couldn't help but scream. But I still held his hand down and let him insert it." Further inside. He used his fingers to probe the upper wall of my vagina, and I felt like I'd been electrocuted. Maybe that's what it feels like to hit the G-spot. (Now I use this technique for fingering Linlin. With this technique, combined with rubbing her clitoris, she can quickly reach orgasm, and the orgasm is very intense. It's a little help left by my girlfriend from my previous experience with sex.) "His hands moved even faster. On one hand, I felt so cheap, and on the other hand, I was enjoying it so much that I didn't want him to come." (Hearing my girlfriend admit to being lewd and cheap, I felt extremely sad, but my hands couldn't stop.) "He pulled his fingers out and made me lick my own juices. I grabbed his hand and desperately sucked on my own flowing fluids. Actually, I wanted to lick his penis. So I..." He turned around and took his penis back into his mouth. His penis was incredibly hard at that moment, and as I held it in my mouth, I imagined how good it would feel to me later. "At that moment, because I was bending over to give him oral sex, my buttocks were sticking up in the air, and my vulva was exposed. I could feel the fluid constantly flowing out. He put his fingers in from behind, rotating and probing my vagina, and said, 'You're so wet, you want to be fucked by a hard penis, don't you?'" (My body was extremely tense, but I replied weakly, "How can I love you now!") Linlin ignored me and continued typing: "I really wanted to put his penis in my vagina right away. So I told him, 'I want you to fuck me now, fuck me to death.' (Linlin had never said this to me before, and I was shocked when I saw those words.) He spread my legs wide and thrust in all at once, yelling 'So good!' and then started thrusting." At first, the frequency wasn't high, but with each thrust, the glans was pulled out and then inserted again, making the sensation at my opening incredibly intense. My labia were constantly rolling and swallowing the large glans. At this point, I couldn't take it anymore; my penis became rock hard, and after a few rapid and fierce strokes, I ejaculated my hot, thick semen into the air. I replied to Linlin, "I love you. I came." Linlin replied, "My arm is about to break from typing." Then she immediately asked, "Really?" I was filled with mixed emotions. On one hand, I had just heard Linlin tell me such a sensual and lewd story, showing me how wanton she was in another man's bed when I wasn't around. On the other hand, she was concerned about whether I had reached orgasm through masturbation, worried that hearing such things would make me sad rather than excited. I felt deeply gratified yet heartbroken, and replied, "I don't even know how to love you anymore." Linlin replied, "Why don't you know how to love me? Why? Is it because I'm too slutty and wanton?"
I replied, "You're dangerous, yet you want me to feel safe. I love you, I want you to be my queen, but I also want to control you, to be your king." Linlin replied, "Yeah, I am dangerous. When I'm aroused, I don't care about anything, I just want to be fucked well. But you're safe with me too, because I love you." I thought, I couldn't find anyone who understood my contradictory psychology better. I don't know what happened after Rush penetrated Linlin's body, because after he ejaculated, I couldn't bear to let Linlin type for me anymore. She later told me that she and Rush did everything they could that night. Leo ejaculated twice, and Linlin reached countless orgasms. The next morning, Rush also made her have sex with him. She didn't even eat breakfast and kept going until noon. The short walk back to her dorm from his car was so weak that she could barely walk back. Later, I looked at the chat history and masturbated several times, each time as if I wanted to release all my sadness and heartache with my semen. Later on, even watching regular erotic novels and movies didn't bring me to orgasm. I could only ejaculate at the last moment by reading the chat logs Linlin sent me. Linlin told me that she never met up with Rush again after their two encounters. The reason was that although sex was exciting, Rush's purely chauvinistic, arrogant, and inconsiderate style disgusted her. Later, to show that she had nothing to do with Rush anymore, she even deleted him on WeChat (actually, I didn't want her to delete him). So, Linlin and Rush's story came to an end. In the next story, Linlin's affair is with a handsome French man with a large penis, who is also the one she can't forget. Stay tuned. [Last edited by xiawuqing]

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