My green hats are as numerous as the phoenix hats 01

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My experiences with being cuckolded are numerous.
The following is my true story, which I only dare to talk about now.
Starting in high school, because I lived in the dorms and often had to shower in the public bathhouse with my classmates, I felt extremely inferior every time I peeked at other boys' genitals. Others' testicles were huge and hanging down their crotches, while mine were like two peanuts, tightly pressed against the penis, so small they were almost invisible; other people's penises looked like thick, black cigars, while mine looked like a thin, small cigarette.
Because I was an introverted academic high-achiever, even the classmates who spent all their time playing basketball and chasing girls in class respected me. In addition, teachers always liked to add "Look at so-and-so, you should learn from them" when criticizing poor students, which unintentionally made those who were criticized see me as an enemy.
So every time I went to the bathhouse, those tall, strong, athletic boys seemed to have found an outlet for their frustrations. They always came up to me, mockingly saying, "Look at his little dick, you can't even see his balls. What's the use of being good at studying? He's just a coward. Do you know what a coward is? It's someone whose balls are useless."
Looking at their swaying, huge dicks, I lowered my head even further.
Once, a boy named Dafei got angry at me and I hit him on the head while I was naked. He wasn't prepared and got angry when I hit him. He grabbed both my hands. I was weak and no match for him. He held me so tightly that I couldn't move.
I tried to kick him, but he punched me in the thigh, and my leg immediately went limp. Without a word, he grabbed my genitals with his large hand and threatened, "Move again and I'll crush your testicles."
As he spoke, he pinched one of my testicles with two fingers and immediately exclaimed, "Why is it so small?" Then
he grabbed the top of my scrotum with his thumb and forefinger, squeezing the two testicles together, and said to the classmates next to him, "Look, his testicles aren't even as big as peanuts." There was a mocking laugh from the side.
I struggled desperately, but Dafei grabbed my entire genitals again and said to me, "Little thing, if you do it again, I'll make sure you're infertile." He then slapped me hard, and I squatted on the ground in pain.
Later, it was rumored in the class that Dafei often played with my little thing in my crotch, and that he would ruin me when he got tired of it.
Later, I was admitted to Shanghai Jiaotong University with the 1300th score in the province. Dafei, because he won the national basketball championship, was admitted to Peking University without taking the entrance exam, which made me feel that life was extremely unfair.
After college, I never went to the public bathhouse again.
I. The Tragedy of First Love In my
sophomore year, I met my first love, a petite and beautiful girl from Shanghai. She was 155cm tall, petite and adorable. Standing next to her made me feel like a grown man.
We met at a club activity. Two months later, in winter, I shyly confessed my feelings to her via text message. She readily agreed, and the next day we walked hand in hand on campus.
After a long, long-awaited holiday, we met by the river on the second night after school started. I hugged her for the first time. Her body was so soft, and she had a baby-like scent that was incredibly intoxicating.
We embraced for over ten minutes, my hands stiff and afraid to touch anything, just obediently holding her back. Suddenly, she pushed me away, buried her head, and said shyly, "There's something pressing against me down there."
I was even more embarrassed than her, repeatedly apologizing. She suddenly laughed and playfully punched me, then looked up into my eyes and asked, "Do you know what kissing feels like?"
My face turned even redder, and I said I didn't know.
She said, "How about we try?"
My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I mechanically replied, "Oh, let's try."
She closed her eyes, and I closed mine too, slowly kissing her lips. Soft, so very soft, and so warm. She suddenly stuck out her tongue, and I instinctively reciprocated, followed by a passionate, wet kiss.
I held her tightly in my arms, pressing her breasts against my body, while I thrust into her repeatedly.
That date, my first kiss, is unforgettable.
A month later, one evening, we were dating again by the river, embracing and kissing passionately. As we kissed, I boldly slipped my hand under her clothes, touching her soft belly. Seeing that she didn't resist, my hand continued upwards. When I touched an underwire bra, my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. She gave a
soft "hmm" in protest.
My blood was boiling, and without thinking, I reached into her bra and grabbed her breast. So big, so soft, so hot, so smooth. Like a water balloon filled with hot water, no, even softer than a water balloon, the flesh inside seemed to flow, sliding back and forth on my fingertips.
She was clearly aroused, twisting and turning incessantly, her ears burning red.
That night we walked until very late, and when we got back to the dorm, the door was already locked.
She said, "Let's move out."
My heart pounded, not with excitement, but with worry. What would her reaction be if she saw my penis? Would she break up with me
immediately? It had come to this, so I had no choice but to go along with it. We found a small hotel near the school that cost 20 yuan a night and checked in. After entering the room, we both sat on the edge of the bed without speaking.
She spoke first, "Go take a shower first, it's too late."
I took a shower with a nervous heart, dressed neatly, and returned to the room. I saw that she had already neatly laid out her bra and panties on the stool next to her, and she was only wearing a skirt.
She walked up to me, saw my blank expression, hugged me, and gently kissed my lips, saying, "Aren't you going to sleep dressed like this?" Then she turned around and ran to take a shower.
I leaned against the headboard watching TV, listening to the sound of water in the hallway, feeling a mix of anticipation and worry
. After a while, she came into the room while drying her hair, then lifted the covers and, without even taking off her skirt, crawled into bed
. I sat there stiffly, not daring to make a move. She glanced at me for a moment, then took my hand, put her arms around her shoulders, and snuggled into my arms to watch TV together
. The clock struck midnight. She nestled in my arms, her back to me, and said, "Sleep." She casually grabbed my other arm and wrapped it around her chest
. I boldly rubbed and squeezed her breasts through her skirt. A moment later, she suddenly said she was hot and pulled her skirt off under the covers. I immediately touched her soft, delicate body, and my penis instantly hardened.
My hands roamed freely, but I dared not touch her genitals.
She suddenly said, "Want to see?"
I immediately replied, "Yes, yes."
She threw back the covers, revealing her snow-white body to me. This was the first time I had ever seen a woman's body. I trembled as I explored, gently parting her labia majora, carefully examining her genitals, even seeing the jagged edges of her hymen at the vaginal opening. She then reached down to my crotch and gently kneaded it, softly saying, "I want to see what a man's penis looks like. You've seen mine."
My heart skipped a beat. It was coming, finally. Although reluctant, I took off my pants.
She immediately crawled over, her face almost touching my penis, and pinched my erect penis with two fingers, saying, "Oh, so that's how it is. So this thing can make me pregnant if it's inserted down there? My son is stored in these two little balls down there?"
I was so ashamed that I couldn't speak, but seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I guessed that it was probably the first time she had seen a man's penis and didn't know the concept of size, so I relaxed.
Suddenly, she rolled over and lay down, saying, "Let's sleep. No messing around, okay? I can hug you while we sleep, but I'll save my virginity for after we get married."
I obediently lay down and hugged her while we slept, occasionally rubbing my penis against her, which she didn't refuse.
The next day, she said she really liked sleeping in a hug, so
we decided to move out. And so began our physical, sexless, sham cohabitation.
One day, she went to take a shower, and I heard her phone beep with a text message. I picked it up and looked at it; it was from someone named Luo Tian. It simply said, "I miss you. I want to see you naked, I want to hear you moan in bed."
My heart skipped a beat. My girlfriend had clearly told me she'd never been in a relationship before, and after spending some time together, I could tell she wasn't faking it. How could I explain this message?
When she came out of the shower, I couldn't wait to show her the message and ask her what it was about. I hoped to hear her say, "Ignore him, he's just a pervert trying to harass me," or "It's just another spam message." Unexpectedly, she blushed, lowered her head, and remained silent
for a few minutes. Then she looked up at me and said, "I'm sorry, there are some things I've been hiding from you."
My heart skipped a beat, but
I didn't ask. I imagine her face must have turned a deep shade of purplish-red. She pulled me to sit on the edge of the bed and told me very seriously, "I've had two boyfriends, both last year. One was someone I met online, this Luo Tian. He lived in the United States, and we never met in person. I had just started university then and was very lonely. I met him on QQ, and we chatted quite well. Later, the conversations became increasingly explicit. He told me what sex was, the feelings, the positions, and so on. After listening for a while, I unconsciously wanted to touch myself again. He suggested we video chat, and I agreed without thinking." "
Was he handsome?" I asked.
"Don't interrupt, let me finish first," she interrupted,
making me very angry. She was clearly in the wrong, yet she was so self-righteous. However, I didn't interrupt her. She continued, "The video call connected. He was tall, probably around 180cm even while sitting down, and very muscular, a bit like Zhang Fengyi. We chatted for a while, and then he said he wanted to see my body. At that point, I thought we'd already gotten so close, so I took off my shirt. Then he took off all his clothes, and I saw his arms moving up and down. I asked him what he was doing, and he stood up, and that's when I saw his penis."
"Is his big?" I asked.
"It's not clear in the video," she said.
I said, "Impossible. You definitely didn't just watch it once. You couldn't possibly not remember. I saw in your text messages that you've been in contact all this time."
After a while, she bit her lip and said, "Honey, don't be angry when I tell you."
I calmed myself down and said, "I'm not angry, go ahead."
She said, "It seems a little bigger than yours."
I said, "To be honest, I'm really not angry."
She seemed to have mustered up her courage, "Okay, then I'll tell you. It's bigger than yours. His penis is 17 centimeters long and quite thick. He can just hold it in one hand. His testicles are also bigger than yours. I saw him masturbate and he couldn't hold his testicles in one hand." "
What about mine?" I asked.
She looked at my penis and grabbed it as if comparing, saying, "Yours is about a third shorter than his. In terms of girth, I can feel my middle finger joint with my index finger when I grab it with one hand. It's a bit thin. Also, I can hardly find your testicles. Honey, do you think you won't be able to have children in the future?" Seeing my livid face, she quickly said, "You said you wouldn't be angry."
"Don't be angry, I'm not angry, that's all in the past."
"Besides, small is better, I'm afraid it will hurt the first time if it's too big." She comforted me. "Besides, even if we can't have children, we can adopt. Besides, my husband is so good, concentrated is the essence, maybe the best seed is in his little balls!"
"And then what happened?"
"We never lost contact. Later, he would call me almost every night to hear me moan while he masturbated. Occasionally we would video chat and watch each other's naked bodies to get his fix, but we never officially became boyfriend and girlfriend, and we never talked about meeting." "
That's it?"
"Yeah, that's it."
"How do you moan?
Let me hear it." Strangely enough, as we talked, my anger completely disappeared, and I even felt a little excited. My little penis also started to rise. She winked playfully, put her mouth to my ear, and breathed softly into my ear, "Uh...uh...I want...I want..."
The moment I heard that, I wanted to pin her down and ravage her. She pushed me away and said, "Okay, I've told you everything, let's go to sleep!"
"What about the second one?"
"I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm so sleepy." I obediently turned off the light and lay down, hugging her from behind. I whispered in her ear, "I'm not angry, and I don't blame you. On the contrary, I'm actually a little excited to hear that."
"Idiot," she laughed and scolded. "I'll tell you everything tomorrow, go to sleep!"
"So, do you like big ones?"
"Yes, grow up quickly, little brother. I'll give you three more years, okay, grow as big as Uncle Luo."
She tapped my glans with her fingertip.
Nothing more was said that night
. The next morning, I was woken up by my girlfriend's phone call. She answered groggily, and I heard a man's voice, "Why didn't you reply to my text yesterday?"
My girlfriend groggily replied, "Mmm."
The other end said, "Say something for me, little brother misses his little sister. It's been so long since I've seen your 32C big tits, and your tender little pussy."
My girlfriend subconsciously started to moan softly, "Ah...mm...ah..."
"Ah, baby, your voice is so beautiful, my penis is hard. You're so petite, I wonder if my 18cm penis will hit your heart when it goes in?"
My girlfriend moaned even more passionately, "You're inside, inside!"
As she spoke, she reached for her breasts but touched my hand instead. She suddenly woke up, sat up abruptly, and awkwardly said to the person on the other end of the phone, "My classmate is still here, I have to go to class, I can't talk to him anymore." Then she hung up.
I remained calm (since I knew, I might as well be frank), and said to her, "It's okay, find a chance to talk to him and make things clear, he's just an online friend anyway."
She straddled me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and said, "Honey, you're so good. You're the one I want to marry."
After she finished washing up and was getting ready for class, she suddenly turned back and hugged me before leaving, asking, "Honey, if I really slept with him, would you mind?"
"No, even if I did, it's all in the past. Just think of it as me meeting you too late to protect you."
Saying these words, I felt a strange thrill.
"Then if I do something to betray you in the future, will you mind?"
"How do you want to betray me?" I asked.
"I'm not telling you, use your penis to think about it." After saying that, she turned and closed the door to go to class.
"You still have something to tell me tonight, keep your word..."
Before I could finish, her footsteps were already at the bottom of the stairs. It was
an unbearable day, and there was another one. Who could it be? How far had they progressed? It's okay, her hymen was still intact, which meant she hadn't done it. That day, apart from class, I kept overthinking.
"
You should tell me now, what's the deal with the other boyfriend?" I asked her while standing on the floor.
She helped me to the bedside and said, "Come on, sit down first, I'm afraid you can't handle it!"
Wow, is there some juicy gossip? Do I need to sit down and gather my breath to listen?
"Tell me, I just want to know the truth."
"His name is Ouyang, a junior majoring in Business Administration. We met at a club activity. We were camping that day, and during the bonfire party, we played hide-and-seek. I lost and had to be blindfolded to be the one to catch someone. I tripped and accidentally caught him, pulling down his pants. When I looked up, he was a very clean-cut guy, and I thought he was nice at first glance. That night, when we were sleeping in our tents, he deliberately pitched next to me, and we chatted for a long time. He talked to me about horoscopes and the grasslands of the north. He seemed very cultured."
"Let's get to the point, I don't want to hear about our love story," I said.
"I can't wait! So what do you want to hear? I'll continue. That night, the wind was really strong, and my tent wasn't set up well, so it was blown down in the middle of the night. Just when I didn't know what to do, he ran out of the tent and said he heard my voice next to him and came out to check. Then he helped me set up the tent, and when he checked, he found that one pole was broken. He said it looked like it couldn't be fixed, so he suggested we share the tent, and he'd sleep outside. My feelings for this guy instantly increased, and I couldn't bear to let him sleep outside, so I said we'd share a tent, each sleeping separately, and he shouldn't touch me!"
"So, we spent half the night listening to each other's breathing and couldn't sleep. The next morning, when other people saw us coming out of a tent, they kept teasing us, and that's how we naturally got together."
"So, did you two have any intimate contact?"
"Well, that's what we did."
"How?"
"Just like you."
"You slept together? Tell me about it."
"Oh, you really want to hear this? Okay. Once, I went to his dorm to watch a movie together. While we were watching, he said, 'Do you want to watch something good?' I asked how good it was, and he put on a porn movie for me. I was sitting on his lap, and I could clearly feel something pressing against my crotch. His hands naturally slipped from around my waist inside my clothes, pushed aside my bra, and started touching my breasts with both hands. He kept blowing on the back of my neck, making me feel ticklish. It felt so good. I didn't even notice him covering my crotch with his hands. Later, he asked if I wanted to see his manhood. I was too embarrassed to say anything, so I just said, 'What's so interesting about it? It's just like on TV.' He said, 'That's different,' and then he took off his pants to show me."
"And his..." Before I could finish, she interrupted, "His penis is comparable to yours, right?"
I don't know where she got the courage to ask that.
"It's bigger than yours, probably about the same size as Luo Tian's, but very white and beautiful. His testicles are also very big and heavy. Two centimeters, are you satisfied now?"
I didn't speak, instantly feeling inferior .
She continued, "Later, one time, we were dating too late and the dorm was locked, so we went to stay somewhere else. When we got to the room, he first said he wanted to hug, then kiss, then wanted to look at it, and after we took off our clothes, he wanted to touch it. I was lying on the bed, and he straddled me and put his big white penis in front of me. It was so shocking. I had an urge to kneel down and worship that thing. Of course, nothing happened after that. That was the only time we ever stayed in a hotel."
"How did you break up?"
"Later, he said he couldn't let go of his ex-girlfriend, so we broke up."
After hearing that, I didn't know what to feel. But I was very certain that I had no intention of breaking up.
Later, after graduating from university, I went to work in a government department, and she went to Australia for further studies. We still kept in touch by phone, text, and QQ every day
, but after two years we found that we had less and less to talk about. Later, her roommate told me that she had found a white boyfriend and that he was making a lot of noise upstairs every day. Her roommate felt this was unfair to me and secretly told me that
she was also fed up with so many years of nominal relationships and decided to confront her.
On the other end of the phone, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself. You said you wouldn't blame me. You can go out and find a temporary girlfriend to vent your frustrations. We'll get married when I return to China."
"I heard you're causing a huge scene every day, and the neighbors are complaining?"
"Let's not talk about that. If you love me, please forgive me. I can indulge you, and we can go back to China and live a good life."
"Tell me the details, you know I like to hear them. Before, it was always before me, but now I've been cheated on. Tell me, what's he like?"
"I knew you wouldn't blame me. He's a pretty interesting person. I was just looking for a temporary companion to relieve my boredom, and we accidentally slept together and crossed the line. I'm sorry." "
Details, details!"
"Okay, okay." She seemed quite enthusiastic, thinking I wasn't really angry with her. "The first time was at a bar. I drank too much, and it happened naturally. Maybe because of the alcohol, I bled a lot, but I didn't feel any pain, I just felt good." "
What did it feel like the first time?"
"I'm so full, it's up to my throat, I feel like I can't breathe, I have to keep my mouth open to keep from suffocating. Every movement makes my whole body numb and limp, and when I pull out, I feel so empty, I want it back in, it feels like I did it so many times that day!" " Are
you two together every day?"
"He comes to my place every night because he never washes his sheets and I think his dorm is dirty. Why don't you ask how big he is?" she teased.
"No need to ask."
A moment of silence
. "Let me hear it tonight (afternoon Beijing time), I haven't fucked you yet, someone else has already done it, can I at least have a good ear?"
"Hmm... okay, wait for the call."
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the phone rang, and
his girlfriend's voice came through, "Don't talk, I'll put the phone aside, he's taking a shower."
After a while, a male voice came through, "Who are you looking with?"
"Somebody you did 't know.'"
Then came a series of soft kissing sounds and a gentle moan,
"Fuck me, I want to be on top." My girlfriend's voice followed by a pleasurable moan and a series of unpleasant but powerful slapping sounds.
"Ah... honey, did you hear that? He's fucking me."
She spoke in Chinese, clearly talking to me. The foreigner, thinking she was confused from being fucked, started babbling incoherently, "Fuck me. Ah, so deep, honey, you have to fuck me this deep from now on, okay? And your cock has to be as big as his, okay?"
"Oh...yes...turnal, you fuck me," the wife said, clearly wanting to change positions.
Then came rapid, powerful slapping sounds, obviously the foreign hunchback was pinning his girlfriend down and fucking her hard.
"So deep, I can't take it anymore, ah...his cock is twice as long and thick as yours, two centimeters, did you hear that?" (She often called me that). He was grabbing my breasts hard, his hands were so big, he grabbed both breasts with one hand. At night, I slept with his cock between my legs, and he held me in his arms like a baby. He was so tall and strong, his pectoral muscles were so hard, and his abs too, and his big cock, big cock, fuck me!
"Honey, go find a temporary girlfriend, practice your bedroom skills, and we'll have a blast when we get back home..."
"Honey, my little cock, fuck me to death! Fuck me, please!"
Then came a shudder; clearly, the girlfriend had orgasmed. But the slapping sounds didn't stop; instead, they intensified.
"Stop, stop, I'm...please!"
During the refractory period after her orgasm, the girlfriend couldn't take the continued stimulation and was begging for mercy.
But it didn't stop. The slapping sounds grew louder and louder. My girlfriend couldn't speak anymore. After less than 30 seconds, a huge moaning sound erupted. My girlfriend stopped talking to me and kept saying, "I'm bleeding, I'm doing it."
An hour later, the slapping sounds stopped, and I heard the man opening the door. He must have gone to clean up. My girlfriend picked up the phone and whispered, "He's too rough. Every time I feel like I'm being fucked to death. Two centimeters. Are you playing with your little penis? Yours is much cuter than his. It has to be as good as his, otherwise I won't feel anything. Right now, it feels like there's a hole down there, and air keeps leaking out. I really want to squeeze your little penis. We should put you two together. His big penis fucks me, and I eat your little penis. I'm really good with my mouth now. I can swallow your little penis and testicles whole."
In an instant, my inferiority and anger surged up. My anger stemmed from her betrayal, and from her awareness of my slight cuckoldry tendencies, and her relentless challenge
to calmly say "Let's break up!" over the phone.
That night, she kept calling. I eventually turned off my phone.
The next day, as soon as I turned it back on, she called. I answered. "What do you mean by not answering the phone? Do you know I didn't sleep a wink all night?"
I didn't answer.
"Fine, let's break up then!" she yelled like a madwoman. "You useless thing, you clearly like to play the cuckold and won't admit it. Take off your pants and look at your little thing. If I had given you my first time, I'm not even sure if your little thing could even touch my hymen. It's a miracle your peanut-sized testicles can even have babies."
Hearing my terrifying calm, she stopped mocking me.
I said my last words to her, "Let's break up," and hung up.
After that, I blocked her and never contacted her again. Six years of twisted love ended there.
[To be continued]

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