My girlfriend had sex with someone else behind my back.

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It happened this summer. We met in high school and fell in love. Because we went to different universities, we didn't see each other much over the four years. We usually just called, texted, and chatted online when we were at school.

Although we were apart most of the time, we were both happy and in love. When she was a sophomore and went home for Chinese New Year, we had sex. I thought this would make her devoted to me, even marry me, but things didn't go as planned!

Time flew by, and we graduated from university. Four years passed in the blink of an eye, and we both returned to our hometowns. Finally, we could see each other every day. We were both filled with anticipation. Graduation! We could finally be together again. We were both very happy. But graduation also meant starting work, so I found a job that paid 1500 yuan a month (which was pretty good in our small town). Time flew by, and a year has passed. She's been working for a year too. In this year, we've made love countless times.

One time, she suddenly asked me to come to her house. I went, and she was home alone. We made love as usual, and then lay there talking.

She asked me, "Let's get married?"

I said, "We don't have anything to get married with right now." She said

, "All my friends are married, and my family is pressuring me."

I said, "Let's wait a few more years! Let's get married when I'm ready!" (Her family is much better off than mine.)

Then I asked again, "What do you want if we get married?"

She said, "At least a house, a car, and a stable job."

I said, "That would take me at least ten years of hard work.

" She said, "Won't you ask your family to buy them for you?"

I said, "You know my family's situation; we can't afford that all at once." That's how our conversation ended.

Later, she became a teacher at a middle school, and I continued doing the same thing. Soon, another year passed, and she pressed me again about when we were getting married. To be honest, I really didn't know what to say, and I refused to answer the question. But during this time, we argued about this many times. Because my company sent me to another city, I was away for three months.

When I returned, on a summer night, I happily drove our company Santana to pick her up (because she didn't know I drove, I didn't call her beforehand, wanting to surprise her). When I was waiting for her at her school gate, I saw her come out. I was about to go up and call her when I suddenly saw a man walk ahead of me. I stared at this scene for a long time, then she got into that man's car. [Hidden content requires a reply or clicking "thank you" to view] At that moment, my mind went blank. I went back to my car, picked up my phone, and called her, saying, "Hey! Where are you? I'll come pick you up." She replied, "No need, I'm at home. I didn't have self-study today, I got back a while ago." Her answer made me afraid to think of anything else… I kept telling myself: she's angry with me (we argued before I left).

Later, I followed their car, watching them slowly approach a square on the outskirts of our city. The square was completely dark, and there wasn't a soul in sight. They got out of the car and went hand in hand into a grove of trees. I followed them furtively. After a while, I saw them kissing. The man was touching her breasts with one hand and her buttocks with the other (she was wearing a dress).

I couldn't believe my eyes. I didn't say anything and just kept watching. They became bolder and bolder. The man went to the car and got a sheet and a mattress. He then pressed her down on it, touching her full breasts and slowly sucking on them, licking her nipples. She moaned. They weren't satisfied. The man lifted her skirt and rubbed her clitoris through her panties. They seemed to be having a lot of fun, whispering to each other.

Slowly, the man pulled down her panties. My wanton girlfriend said, "Hurry up~~ Let's go home and sleep after we're done." Hearing this, the man also stripped naked, revealing his ten-inch penis, and slowly rubbed it against her vulva. The man said, "This isn't very interesting!" "Give me a blowjob!" she said. "Okay." The man instantly shoved his penis into her mouth, thrusting vigorously.

At that moment, she said, "It's no fun if I eat yours and you don't eat mine." Then the man shoved his mouth into her vagina, and they began to suck each other's genitals. Then, the man suddenly pulled out his penis and shoved it into her wanton cunt, thrusting in and out forcefully. All I could hear were the man's heavy breathing and her moans. My penis was incredibly hard (she'd never been this wanton during sex with me). After a while, the man was about to ejaculate, and she said, "Ejaculate inside! We're getting married anyway." Hearing this, I felt a pang of heartache. Later, they finished and drove away.

A few days later, I went to see her. I didn't call; I went straight to her house. She was home alone again. I went in and sat down next to her as usual, kissing and touching her, acting as if nothing had happened. But she wasn't the same person she used to be. She seemed very impatient. When I got hard, I pushed her onto the bed and sucked on her breasts. Then I observed her vulva and deliberately asked her, "Why is your vulva so dark after all these months? Do you masturbate every day?" She said, "I don't feel anything."

I continued looking at her and said, "Let's do oral sex!" She was about to refuse when I had already shoved my penis into her mouth and was thrusting in and out. Then I started sucking on her vulva and licking her clitoris like a man would. Then I slowly pulled my penis out of her mouth, aimed it at her vulva, and thrust it in, fucking her hard.

After I'd been with her for a while, I looked at her. Her eyes were wet; she was crying (I thought to myself, she was the one who wronged me first). I started thrusting into her again, not as gently as usual. I could only hear the slapping sounds as I fucked her. I ejaculated, deep into her uterus. When I stood up, she looked at me, as if she sensed I knew what she'd done. Later, after we got dressed, she said to me, "Let's break up!" I didn't say anything; I just agreed.

I didn't mention what she'd done. And that's how we separated. Later, she married that man.

And me? I continued my usual life!

This happened this summer. I met her in high school, and we fell in love. Because we went to different universities, we didn't see each other much over the past four years. We usually just called each other, texted each other, and chatted online when we were at school.

Although we spent most of our four years apart, we were both very happy and in love. When she was a sophomore in college, we had sex during her Chinese New Year holiday. I thought this would make her devoted to me, even marry me, but things didn't go as planned!

Time flew by, and we graduated from university. Four years passed in the blink of an eye, and we both returned to our hometowns. Finally, we could see each other every day. We were both filled with anticipation. Graduation! We could finally be together again. We were both very happy. But graduation also meant starting work, so I found a job that paid 1500 yuan a month (which was considered good in our small town). Time flew by, and a year had passed. She had been working for a year too. We made love countless times that year.

One time, she suddenly asked me to come to her house. I went, and she was home alone. We made love as usual, and then lay there talking.

She asked me, "Let's get married?"

I said, "There's nothing to get married about now."

She said, "All my friends are married, and my family is pressuring me."

I said, "Let's wait a few more years!" Let's get married when I'm ready! (Her family is much better off than mine.)

Then I asked again: What do you want if we get married?

She said, "At least you need a house, a car, and a stable job."

I said, "That would mean I'd have to work hard for at least ten years.

" She said, "Won't you ask your family to buy them for you?"

I said, "You know my family's situation; we can't afford that all at once." And that was the end of our conversation.

Later, she became a teacher at a middle school, and I continued doing the same thing. Another year passed quickly, and she pressed me again about when we were getting married. To be honest, I didn't know what to say, and I refused to answer. During this time, we argued about this many times. Because my company sent me to another city, I was away for three months.

When I returned, on a summer night, I happily drove our company Santana to pick her up (because she didn't know I drove, I didn't call her beforehand, wanting to surprise her). When I was waiting for her at her school gate, I saw her come out. I was about to go up and call her when I suddenly saw a man step forward before me. I stared at this scene for a long time, and then she got into that man's car. The hidden content requires a reply or clicking "thank you" to view. At that moment, my mind went blank. I went back to my car, picked up my phone, and called her, saying, "Hey! Where are you? Shall I come pick you up?" She replied, "No need, I'm at home. I didn't have self-study today, I got back a while ago." Her answer made me afraid to think of anything else... I kept telling myself: she's angry with me (we argued when I left).

Later, I followed their car. I watched their car slowly approach a square on the outskirts of our city. At that time, I saw that the square was dark and deserted. They got out of the car and went into a grove of trees hand in hand. I followed them furtively. After a while, I saw them kissing. The man was touching her breasts with one hand and her buttocks with the other (she was wearing a dress at the time).

I couldn't believe my eyes. I didn't say anything and just kept watching. They became bolder and bolder. The man went to the car, grabbed a sheet and a mattress, and pressed her down on it. He touched her full breasts and slowly sucked on them, licking her nipples. She moaned softly. Not satisfied, they lifted her skirt and rubbed her clitoris through her panties. They seemed to be having a lot of fun, whispering to each other.

Slowly, the man pulled down her panties. My wanton girlfriend said, "Hurry up~~ Let's go home and sleep after we're done." Hearing this, the man stripped naked, revealing his ten-inch penis, and slowly rubbed it against her vulva. He said, "This isn't very interesting! Give me a blowjob!" She said, "Okay." The man immediately shoved his penis into her mouth and began thrusting vigorously.

At this moment, she said, "It's no fun if I eat yours and you don't eat mine." Then the man shoved his mouth into her genitals, and the two of them began to eat each other. Suddenly, the man pulled out his penis and shoved it into her wanton cunt, thrusting in and out vigorously. All I could hear were the man's panting and her moans. My penis was incredibly hard (she had never been so wanton when we made love). After a while, the man was about to ejaculate, and she said, "Ejaculate inside! We're getting married anyway." Hearing this, I felt a pang of heartache. Later, they finished and drove away.

A few days later, I went to see her. I didn't call; I went straight to her house. She was home alone again. I went in and sat down next to her as usual, kissing her and touching her, acting as if nothing had happened. But she was no longer the same person. She seemed very impatient. When I got hard, I pressed her down on the bed and sucked on her breasts. Then I observed her little cunt and deliberately asked her, "Why is your little cunt so dark after all these months?" "Are you masturbating every day?" I asked. She said, "I didn't feel anything."

I looked at her and said, "Let's do oral sex!" She was about to refuse when I had already shoved my penis into her mouth and was thrusting in and out. Then, like that man, I started sucking her vagina and licking her clitoris. Then I slowly pulled my penis out of her mouth, aimed it at her vagina, and thrust it in, fucking her hard.

After fucking her for a while, I looked at her. Her eyes were wet; she was crying (I thought to myself, she was the one who wronged me first). I started thrusting into her vagina violently again. I wasn't as gentle as usual. I could only hear the slapping sounds as I fucked her. I ejaculated, shooting deep into her uterus. When I got up, she looked at me, as if she already knew I knew what she had done. Later, after we got dressed, she said to me, "Let's break up!" I didn't say anything; I just agreed.

I didn't mention her past. That's how we separated. Later, she married that man.

And me? I continued my usual life!

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