My girlfriend and I's happy life (repost)

My girlfriend and I were having a happy time.
Once, a friend wanted to get me to do business with him, so we went to a tea shop to discuss it. I saw a pretty girl there who seemed nice, so I asked her to make tea for us. She was wearing the tea shop's uniform; she was only 1.62 meters tall, petite and delicate. My friends and I were talking, and she quietly made tea for us, not saying a word, quite demure. We sat in the tea shop for over two hours before everyone left. The environment was quite nice, and we'd go there whenever we had business. If we saw her there, we'd ask her to make tea. That's how we got to know her. One day, we arranged to meet at the tea shop. I had nothing else to do that day, so I went early to wait for my friend. It was around 6 pm, and I hadn't eaten yet, so I planned to grab a bite at the tea shop. While I was eating in the lobby, I suddenly saw a very pretty girl come in. She was very fashionable. I just stared at her. She saw me too, and then walked up to my desk and said, "**Mr./Ms., you're here so early! Why are you alone? Where's your friend?" I then realized it was the beautiful woman who usually made tea for us. She was so pretty even without her uniform! Wow, she really does look different when she's dressed up. I quickly stood up and invited her to eat with me. Since we were already quite familiar, and she was also eating her work lunch at the tea shop (her work hours started at 7 am), she didn't refuse and sat down to eat with me. We ordered some food and chatted while we ate.
I kept staring at her and forgot to eat. When she noticed me staring at her, she became embarrassed and interrupted me, saying, "Are you that pretty? I'm getting shy." I snapped out of it and jokingly said, "You're so beautiful, I was totally mesmerized. Sorry." She smiled. I then asked for her phone number, and after thinking for a moment, she gave it to me. I felt like I had a chance. We chatted casually afterwards and I learned that she was still a university student majoring in aviation services. So she was planning to become a flight attendant! What a stroke of luck! She was working there to support herself. I started pursuing her. Two days later, I called her and asked her out for dinner. She agreed, and I was overjoyed. I picked her up for dinner, and after dinner, I took her shopping. I bought her the latest model phone, which she loved. Later, we went to a jewelry store and bought some jewelry. It seems these things are incredibly tempting to women. While she was buying jewelry, the salesperson said to her, "Your boyfriend is so generous!" She looked at me but didn't explain. I knew she had agreed to be my girlfriend. After we left, I put my arm around her waist, and she didn't resist; instead, she leaned against me. That's how our happy journey began. Two days
later, I asked her out for lunch. After lunch, it was very hot outside, so I suggested we go to my office for a bit, and I'd teach her how to make tea. She smiled and followed me to the office. Once inside, we made tea and chatted for a while. Looking at her, I felt a surge of desire, so I moved closer to her and hugged her. She didn't resist, and then I started kissing her. My hands started to wander, placing them on her chest. She trembled all over and went limp. We kissed for about 10 minutes until she was lying in my arms. I picked her up and carried her to my lounge, placing her on the bed while kissing her as I undressed her. We were both so excited we could hardly breathe.
Soon we were both naked. Her skin was so white and smooth, like silk, it felt amazing. I held her breasts, watching them take on different shapes in my hands. We held each other tightly, and I whispered in her ear, "Baby, I love you." She writhed around me as I touched her, moaning softly, "Ah... Ah..." I slowly kissed her body from top to bottom, taking her nipples into my mouth. Her nipples were pink, not too big, not too small, so tender, so delicious. Suddenly, she grabbed my penis, gently kneading it, saying, "Ah, so big, so hard..." I kissed her
deeper and deeper, her face flushing red. She slowly parted her legs—actually, I pulled them apart, but she didn't resist.
I finally saw her paradise. My hands began to ravage her thighs, watching her vulva slowly open, revealing pink, tender flesh, a small opening from which a clear liquid flowed. I moved my hands from her thighs to her vulva, and she cried out loudly, "Ah!" It was so slippery and wet. I couldn't resist kissing her, gently licking her. She trembled slightly beneath me, moaning softly, her eyes glazed over, enjoying my caresses. Liquid flowed continuously, odorless, only a sweet, youthful fragrance. I was intoxicated, mesmerized by her vulva, caressing it incessantly. Suddenly, her whole body trembled, she cried out, "Ah... Ah..." Her legs tensed, her body arched upwards, her vulva pressed tightly against my lips, large streams of liquid flowing out, dripping down the bed. I held her buttocks, her entire lower body slippery to the touch. She had her first orgasm.
She couldn't take it anymore, moaning, "Come in quickly, it's so itchy, I want you..." Her body was writhing. She pulled me up, pressing me tightly against her. I couldn't resist either, and thrust in. Her vagina was slippery, and it went all the way in in one go. Unfortunately, there was no resistance; she wasn't a virgin anymore. Without thinking too much, I started going at it. Her vagina felt like a small mouth sucking at me, so tight, so good. She arched her body, welcoming my thrusts, moaning wildly, "Ah... Ah... So deep, it's hitting my G-spot! Husband, I want you! It feels so good, faster!"
Before long, I couldn't hold back anymore. Waves of tingling sensations rushed to my head. I told her I wanted to ejaculate, and she told me to wait. I said I really couldn't hold back, it was too slippery, could I ejaculate inside? As soon as she said yes, I ejaculated inside her in spurts. She cried out, "Ah, it's so hot! I can feel it, I can feel it! Your... semen... is all inside, spreading into my flower... Oh... so good!" She hugged me tightly with both hands, and I could feel her vagina starting to throb with each contraction and relaxation. And so began our blissful journey, basically spending every day in bed working hard. But what surprised me was that she always let me ejaculate inside her. I asked her, "Are you taking birth control pills?" She said no. I was shocked. I said, "So, do you want to get pregnant now?" She smiled and said, "Are you worried that if I get pregnant, I'll cling to you?" I explained, "No, I just feel like getting pregnant now would be too fast." She looked at me, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Don't worry, you won't get pregnant." I was stunned... She's got that ability! Suddenly, she became sad and didn't say anything. I sensed her suppressed emotions, so I hugged her and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything you can't tell me?" She said she'd kept many things to herself for a long time and hadn't told anyone, asking me not to ask. I comforted her, saying, "It's okay, the past is the past. Keeping it in your heart will only make you unhappy. Just tell me, can you trust me? I won't mind. It's better for everyone to be clear about things, and you won't..." "I hope there's a barrier between us."
She thought for a while, and neither of us spoke. I just held her like that. After a while, she spoke, "I told you, you probably already know I'm not a virgin." I replied, "Yes." She then slowly began to tell her story. Back in high school, many people pursued her. Under the pursuit of so many boys, she began to mature. Among them, she accepted one boy's advances and became his girlfriend, beginning her first love. Like most people, they strolled the streets, leaving their footprints under the flowers and moonlight. They started kissing, and their feelings gradually deepened. One time, she went to the boy's house. His parents weren't home. The boy started kissing her, and before they knew it, they were on the bed. They were both naked and very excited, but the boy just couldn't penetrate her. It hurt her a lot, but he finally managed to penetrate her. All she felt was pain. After a while, she asked the boy to pull out because it hurt too much. But then, she started bleeding from her lower body. Her face flushed, she quickly put on her clothes and rushed out the door.
The next day, the boy went to see her, and the two were still inseparable as always, but they didn't continue to have sex. Several days passed like this, and the pain there was gone. The boy still wanted to have sex with her these past few days, but she thought that since she had already given it to him, she would let him have it. From then on, the two of them would have sex together whenever they had time, and she wouldn't feel any pain anymore. Gradually, she began to enjoy it comfortably. Two months passed, and her period didn't come. She panicked and told him what had happened. The boy panicked too, and neither of them knew what to do. They considered abortion, but they didn't have the money. Later, the boy somehow got 800 yuan and went with her to have the abortion. After the hospital examination, they discovered it was an ectopic pregnancy. The money wasn't enough, and she cried. The boy was helpless. The doctor said it was serious and they had to tell her parents before the procedure. They had no choice but to go home. When her parents saw that she had been crying, they started questioning her. She had no choice but to confess. Her parents were furious and dragged her to the boy's parents. But what could they do now that the deed was done? The college entrance exam was coming up soon, so both families had to chip in to pay for the abortion. She didn't do well on the exam, so her family had to pay for her to attend a university in Beijing. However, the tuition was very high, so she had to work every summer. After that incident, the boy never contacted her again, and she was heartbroken. They broke up.
My heart ached when I heard that. I hugged her tightly and told her I would protect her from now on and wouldn't force her to do anything. I told her she shouldn't work anymore and should start a business with me. She snuggled closer to me and whispered, "Okay," then closed her eyes, waiting for me to kiss her. I lowered my head, and we began a deep kiss. This time, I felt she had completely let go and relaxed. I started to attack her wildly, kissing her all the way. I liked to lick her there, so I kept licking her. She grabbed me and kept moaning softly, "Mmm... Mmm... Ah... So good... So itchy..." I saw her clitoris growing bigger and bigger, and I licked, flicked, and swept it left and right with my tongue. She tensed up, enjoying my caresses. Her moans grew louder and louder, her whole body began to tremble, and her chest and above became increasingly red. Finally, she seemed to collapse, her whole body convulsing.
I stopped, then continued kissing every inch of her skin from bottom to top, until I reached her lips. The whole room was filled with the scent of love juice. I lay down, and she moved over me, slowly kissing me from top to bottom. She teased my nerves with her nimble tongue, swirling it around my chest, then licked down to my penis, taking it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, sucking it in and out repeatedly, making sounds that made me feel incredibly aroused. I tried my best to hold back, feeling waves of tingling pleasure. She released my penis and then took my testicles into her mouth one at a time. I gasped. Seeing that I looked like I was going to explode, she swallowed my penis whole. It was quite large, and she managed to swallow it all the way in. She continued to suck and swallow until I couldn't hold back any longer, and large spurts of semen sprayed into her mouth. She swallowed them in large gulps, and when I stopped, she continued to suck and spit it out. I felt like I was flying, gasping and groaning. It was so incredibly pleasurable. She stopped when she saw the throbbing stop, and slowly crawled to my chest. We kissed like that, our saliva passing between our mouths.
We did this for several days in a row, until I couldn't take it anymore and rested for a day. We didn't see each other that day. I was home alone, thinking about everything about her. Something felt off. She still hadn't answered why I wouldn't get pregnant if I ejaculated inside. And when we were together, her technique was top-notch, not like a woman who'd only had one boyfriend. It seemed she was hiding something. The next day I went to see her. We went out to eat and shop. I thought to myself, why do women love shopping so much?
Finally, I got back to the office. Just so you know, my office isn't on the same floor as the staff offices, and the soundproofing is excellent. I can't imagine what it would be like if everyone could hear me, haha. When we got back, we took a shower first. We were all sweaty after a day of walking around, so we showered together. We rinsed off first, then helped each other apply shower gel. We hugged each other and gently rubbed against each other, which was quite enjoyable. My hands roamed over her body, caressing her skin. Everything was slippery, and I'm sure you all know what that feels like. She also grabbed my penis and started stroking it. After doing it for so many days in a row, I wasn't as sensitive as I was at the beginning. I just felt very comfortable, but I didn't feel like I was going to ejaculate right away. We showered like this for a while, and then her body temperature rose sharply. She told me she wanted it. I asked her what she wanted. She scolded me for being so naughty, making her all itchy and teasing her. I chuckled and quickly rinsed her off, washing her clean. She rinsed me too, and I deliberately splashed water on her while doing so, laughing loudly. Then she sprayed water directly on my head, and I quickly surrendered. After drying ourselves off
, we lay down on the bed together. I turned on the TV, but she immediately turned it off. I said, "No rush, what's the rush?" She pouted and said, "Who's in a rush? Who's in a rush?" and turned away, pretending to ignore me. I reached around from behind and hugged her, touching her all over. After a while, she started panting, turned around, called me "my darling," and snuggled into my arms. But I was still thinking about those two questions.
Holding her, I touched her and asked, "You still haven't told me why I never get pregnant when I ejaculate inside?" She looked at me and immediately fell silent. I said, "Baby, what's wrong? What's wrong?" She didn't answer me, so I continued, "I've already said it, I love you now and in the future. Tell me anything, I won't mind. You're so wonderful, I wouldn't bear to leave you. I swear I won't hold anything against the past." She looked at me and said, "Really?" I said firmly, "Yes, no matter what happened before, I will love you the same." She said, "I'm like a hedgehog; all my quills are for self-protection. If I pluck them all out, I'll bleed all over." I said her analogy was wrong. You keep everything to yourself, and you get sad when you think about it alone. You're always afraid of what will happen if I find out. We're inseparable now; I'll only protect you and never hurt you." She thought for a long time and said, "Do you really want to know?" "I'll tell you. I won't say anything if you have any thoughts. I only know that this period has been the happiest time of my life. Thank you for being so good to her." I smiled and said, "What are you saying? Why are you thanking me like this?"
She nodded heavily and said, "I'll tell you everything, but there are many things that can't be explained in one day. Be patient." First, let me ask why she couldn't get pregnant. I looked up at her, puzzled. "Yeah, how come you can just ejaculate anywhere?" she asked. She gave a simple answer: her fallopian tubes were blocked during her ectopic pregnancy surgery. I then understood—"Can't she have children then?" She smiled and said, "No, she can have a tubal unblocking surgery when she wants to." I stared at her, stunned. "That's incredibly lucky! It works like that?"
I thought for a moment and then asked her again, "Your technique for kissing me is very good. A student couldn't possibly learn that, could they?" Her face changed drastically. "What are you thinking? I only want to make you feel good, and you doubt me!" she cried. Seeing her cry, I didn't know what to say, so I hugged her and said, "I was just asking. Why are you crying?" After crying for a while, she calmed down and said, "Do you really want to know everything? Knowing might make you sad."
I said, "I want to understand you, I love you, I won't hurt you, and I'll face anything with you, no matter how big the problem is, I won't abandon you." She said, "I know you're the best to me, but I haven't told anyone about these things, not even my parents." "I'll tell you everything you want to know, so you won't feel uneasy."
Looking at me, she slowly began to recount her entire experience. I watched her nervously. She said, "I've told you everything before, you already know." So I continued: "After the college entrance exam, I went to Beijing for university. Leaving my hometown, I felt empty inside. I boarded the train, waved goodbye to my family who saw me off, and embarked on an unfamiliar journey. Sitting on the train, listening to the Qatari train whistle, tears slowly streamed down my face. The train was crowded and smelled unpleasant. After putting her things away, she sat down. She had bought a seat ticket to Beijing! Hearing this, my heart tightened, and tears fell along with hers. She looked at me and said, 'It's okay, it's not like I can't endure hardship.' I hugged her tightly, and she quietly leaned against me. Neither of us spoke."
After a while, she continued talking. She hadn't paid attention to how long the train journey had been; she just rode to the final station, not daring to sleep on the way. Everything was normal, nothing happened. When she arrived in Beijing, she saw people from various universities waiting to pick up university students. She found a classmate from her university and went with them to the school. Only after finding her assigned dormitory room could she finally rest. I could sense the hardship of her journey to Beijing alone, and her exhaustion upon arrival, even though she spoke so casually. However, this was similar to many people going to university. I used to attend a local university, living and eating at home, so it wasn't so difficult.
She shared a dormitory with three other female classmates, and after a while, they became familiar with each other. However, these classmates all came from wealthier families than her; one was from Chongqing, one from Wuhan, and one from Hunan. Life at school was quite simple. Although some male classmates pursued her, she didn't have any romantic feelings. A peaceful semester passed like this. She went home for winter break
to celebrate the Spring Festival with her family, visited relatives, and before she knew it, it was almost time for school to start again. She boarded a train north to school, and then it was just a simple life of studying, sleeping, and eating. Summer vacation was almost here. My girlfriend seems delicate on the surface, but she's actually very strong. Near the end of summer vacation, she called home and said she was going to Wuhan with her best friend to find a summer job, which would be like social practice. Her family agreed, and then summer vacation arrived, and she went to Wuhan with her friend. She paused here, and after a long pause, she continued, saying that it was there that her nightmare began.
I hugged her tightly, and it seemed that she felt the strength I gave her before she continued: When she first arrived in Wuhan, she went to visit her classmate. Her classmate was very kind to her, and after a few days, she started looking for work. However, when people heard she was a student and it was only summer vacation, no one wanted her. She was very frustrated and wandered aimlessly through the streets, looking at the advertisements. Suddenly, she saw one that advertised for a wine salesperson. She decided to give it a try. When she got there, the recruiter looked at her and hired her, telling her she could start work the next day. There were dormitories available, and many other employees. She was very happy and told her classmate she had found a job—a base salary of 600 yuan, plus commission on wine sales. She had asked other employees, and they all said the income was decent. Her classmate was also very happy. They ate together and then went to her assigned dormitory. Although it was small, it was still a room for one person, which made her quite happy. Her classmate sat for a while and then left, telling her to call if she needed anything.
The next day, she started selling the liquor, going door-to-door to various hotels, but most had already been there, and the sales weren't very effective. After several days of this, exhausted and frustrated, she asked a colleague for advice on how others sold it. When asked how she sold it, she answered honestly, and they all laughed, saying, "Selling like that must be exhausting!" She looked at them curiously and asked, "How do you sell it?" They said, "Do you know where this kind of liquor sells best?" She said, "Restaurants, hotels, etc." They said, "No, nightclubs." She asked, "What are nightclubs?" They smiled and said, "Those aren't suitable for you. They're bars, nightclubs, and party venues. Party venues do the best business." They said they would take her if she wanted to go. She thought, "There are places like that in my hometown too. I even went to a classmate's birthday party—the music was deafening, the dancing was wild." She thought about it and decided to go and see. She'd never experienced big city life before, and since several other people were going, she wasn't worried. They arranged to go that evening.
That evening, they drove a van to the nightclub. Before the nightclub even opened, the person who brought her there found the thug who ran the place. The thug came out, introduced them, and let them in. They carried over ten cases of red wine to the bar, someone counted them, and then they started working. The first night was uneventful, but after 9 pm, more customers started coming – drinking, playing drinking games, dancing, all sorts of people. They had to serve the drinks immediately when customers ordered them. By the end of the night, they had sold almost all the wine they brought. After the customers left, they settled accounts with the bar, got the money, and drove back. She was excited; selling wine was so easy! The next day, she told the others that they wouldn't take her with them anymore. She sold wine
like this for several days. In those kinds of places, people often took advantage of her, touching her inappropriately, but she tolerated it. After that, she worked at various nightclubs. Several nightclubs were particularly busy, and she frequented those places, gradually getting to know all sorts of people. She said a man named Tao took good care of her, and she slowly became familiar with people from various nightclubs, making all sorts of jokes. She endured it all because she could make money. The nightclubs also sold ketamine and ecstasy, and she often saw customers in private rooms using these things. Customers often asked her to drink with them, and sometimes, even acquaintances would give her face, saying nice things and having a couple of drinks with her. Finally, one time, after drinking with customers, she became unusually excited, singing and drinking together. It was like a dream; she was completely different from usual. Customers touched her, and she was excited and didn't refuse. She drank and sang with them, and then a customer took her out to a hotel. At this point, she stopped, looked at me, and said, "Do you want to continue listening?" I hugged her tightly and said, "We have to face this. Tell me, I can handle it." I don't know what I was thinking at the time; it was a mess.
She lowered her head and continued, saying that there were five guests in total. She and three other women came to the hotel together. Two men each took two women to other rooms, while the remaining three pulled her into one room. Once inside, they closed the door and started undressing her. She didn't object; she just felt very hot and needed a man. They quickly stripped her naked, and then one of the men took her to shower. While showering, he touched every part of her body. She felt incredibly excited, like she was on fire, and didn't resist at all, instead welcoming his caresses. Then the man dried her off. They brought her out, and the other two went in to shower one after another. While they were showering, the first one to come out pushed her onto the bed and began to caress her all over. She murmured softly. Then the other two finished showering and came out, flanking her on either side. They began to suckle her nipples, grabbing and squeezing them with their hands. She felt so excited and comfortable, and without resisting, she let them kiss and bite her breasts, her whole body trembling slightly. The last man spread her legs and licked her genitals with his mouth and tongue. She cried out, and fluid kept flowing from her lower body. They continued to play with her like this, making her scream wildly. She felt an intense need for men, constantly begging them to penetrate her. Seeing this, the men put on condoms and began to press down on her. Two men held down her hands and kept touching her breasts, while the middle man raised his large penis and inserted it, beginning to gently thrust in and out. She kept screaming, which excited the men even more, and they began to thrust rapidly. The fluid from her lower body soaked the bed. Soon, one man ejaculated, pulling out his penis, removing the condom, and ejaculating onto her stomach. The other two men immediately spread the semen, making her entire stomach slippery with it. Then the middle man moved aside, and the second man entered her. She felt her insides instantly fill up when he entered, feeling incredibly comfortable. The three men took turns fucking her, and she felt herself constantly orgasming, flying, reaching the peak of excitement. Finally, the three men each ejaculated twice and were unable to move, but she still wanted more, begging them to continue penetrating her. The three men were also unusually excited by her condition. They called the first two, telling them they'd found a top-notch woman. The first two arrived, took off their clothes, and started having sex with her. She kept screaming and orgasming, and suddenly, her lower body started ejaculating fluid like urine. Each thrust would release a stream, making the men even more excited. Even the first three, who had ejaculated twice, became hard again. Some even put their penises in her mouth to make them hard. The five men continued to take turns with her for several hours until she couldn't speak anymore. The men were also exhausted and unable to move. Her lower body was soaked, like she'd been showered, covered in fluid—it was hard to tell if it was vaginal fluid or semen.
The next day, she woke up to find herself covered in scratches and bite marks, her lower body swollen, and her whole body aching. She couldn't even get up. The men had all left, leaving 5,000 yuan on the table.
Hearing this, I felt like I couldn't breathe... I held her tightly in my arms, and she trembled in my embrace as if a demon were beside her. Her expression was blank, as if we had returned to that time. As I looked at her, tears slowly streamed down my face. We stayed in each other's arms all night without saying a word, just holding each other tightly.
Then I stayed with her for many days, doing nothing but gently comforting her. Finally, after a few days, she smiled, a smile through her tears. I even joked with her, asking why she was both crying and laughing. She reassured me, saying it was all over and the pain was gone. I hugged her, telling her everything was in the past and I would treat her well and never let her get hurt again. Then we went out to a big hotel for a big meal and drank some alcohol. She drank with me, saying she would do anything I wanted, whatever I asked.
Our relationship hadn't diminished at all after this incident; in fact, it had deepened. She became very clingy, going everywhere with me.
Who says virginity is the only measure of purity? I think my girlfriend is no less than anyone else, in fact, more outstanding than anyone else.
Then came our honeymoon. I went to work during the day and came home to spend the evenings with her, eating together, shopping together. I no longer disliked shopping. Seeing her happy expression as she bought things she liked made me feel like the happiest person in the world.
Of course, our show began when we got back that night. She started blooming like a flower around me, pouring out her heart. She told me she didn't hate those people; on the contrary, they had unlocked her full potential. Ever since experiencing that, sometimes she even longed for someone to do it to her like that again, letting her soar endlessly in the sky. I was stunned.
She made a face at me and asked, putting aside the hurt, how did you feel after hearing about that? My breathing quickened, and I trembled as I said that if I were there, I wouldn't have been able to resist doing it with you, maybe even more wildly than them.
She said, "So, it's nothing. Anyway, they all used condoms, so there's no disease. Just consider it a fling."
I continued to ask her, "Do you like that?" She directly answered, "Yes, my God." My knowledge, morality, and worldview were shattered by reality.
After that, we made love relentlessly. During sex, she even teased me, asking if I liked seeing her wanton behavior. I told her I liked her, and she would often use that incident to provoke me, telling me the whole process in detail. Every time I listened, my blood would boil. She said she had a way to make me never get tired of her, only become more infatuated with her.
Let me just say it a few times. Back at my place, as soon as I sat down, she poured me a cup of tea, then turned on the music and started dancing around me, making all sorts of provocative poses. She slowly took off her clothes, not completely, leaving her underwear showing. Just as I couldn't resist grabbing her, she suddenly smiled and hid in the bathroom to take a shower. I was burning with lust! I finally waited for her to come out, but she forced me to take a shower. Then, naked, she crawled under the covers. When I got to the bedside, she suddenly yanked the covers off, pounced on me, and took my penis into her mouth. I stood there enjoying her ministrations. Then, she hungrily pulled me onto the bed, and I began kissing her all over, listening to her moans beneath me. Then I penetrated her, and asked her if it felt better when I was with her or when she was gang-raped. She teased me, saying it felt better to be gang-raped, that she liked being wanton on others. This instantly ignited all my energy, and I fucked her wildly. She kept moaning, "Fuck me... fuck me to death... ah... ah..."
Who could resist that? Every time, I succumbed to her. Watching her so full of energy beside me, I was powerless. Sigh, I almost fainted.
Sometimes I would ask her what happened after that incident, but she would mysteriously refuse to tell me. So I had to find another way. I would lick all her sensitive spots. When she really wanted it, I wouldn't penetrate her. Seeing her anxious look, I would say to her, "Tell me what happened after that, and I'll penetrate you." Haha, that was the final straw for her. She had no choice but to tell me what happened next. She stayed in Wuhan for two months, only telling me one thing at a time. I agreed. She wanted me to penetrate her first. When I did, her eyes started to glaze over, and then she began to tell me her story after that.
After that day, she rested for two days and was basically recovered. But at night, she felt restless and, after a day of suppressing her desires, decided to go back to work, shuttling between various nightclubs as before. However, she saw even more things than before and became bolder. When easy-going and handsome young customers invited her for drinks, she would drink with them directly, and she would flirt with them from time to time. When the customers couldn't resist touching her, she would deliberately dodge. When they chased her, she would deliberately let them catch her. The customers would then say to her, "Let's go out for a late-night snack," and she would agree. But when the customers wanted to bring other women, she would disagree. The customers would ask her curiously, "If the three of us take you out, who will be satisfied? Won't the other two be thirsty?" "Damn it," she thought, glancing at the other man. "You can all come together!" The guest immediately got excited, grabbed a bottle of wine, and called his companions to pay the bill and leave. They bought some food on the way, checked into a hotel, and went upstairs. As soon as they entered, one of the men grabbed her. She broke free and ran into the bathroom to shower. After coming out, she poured herself a glass of wine, lay on the bed, and told the men to hurry up and take a shower. The men rushed in to shower, and after showering, they lay down beside her and began her favorite position. What was it? Two men lay beside her, holding her hands and sucking on her nipples, while the man in the middle licked her genitals. Trembling under the caresses, she was instantly transported back to that night of multiple orgasms.
But this time, it wasn't... She was forced, but she willingly allowed herself to be played with. Then she asked the men, "What do you want to do to me today?" The men were very excited and said they would use any means necessary. After she was brought to orgasm for the first time by being licked, she broke free and grabbed the man's penis, stroking it. The man knew she wanted oral sex, so he knelt in front of her head, and she took it in her mouth. At this moment, the other two couldn't resist either and thrust into her from below. They all let out a soft "Ah..." With her mouth full and her lower body being constantly thrust into, her juices flowed freely. The men were also clever; when they were about to ejaculate, they pulled out to rest and then had someone else continue, so her two mouths wouldn't be empty. She was back to that night, aroused to the point of... Tides surged, cries echoed wildly, and this time, water gushed out quickly. Her lower body spasmed, enjoying the man's caresses. Ah…so good…faster…harder…fuck me to death…and so they battled, ejaculating wildly. Unlike normal sex, both the man and woman were ejaculating wildly. The girlfriend repeatedly sprayed her vaginal fluids, her lower body incredibly slippery. The men thrust into her continuously, each ejaculating twice. Then, everyone was exhausted, stopped, and slumped asleep. Hearing this, I was speechless. What was I going to do now? I used to think I was pretty strong, but even the strongest couldn't be this strong.
She seemed to sense my thoughts and smiled, saying, "Honey, what are you thinking about?" I gave her a somewhat comical and speechless expression and said seriously, "I can't beat you." She probably understood what I was thinking and continued, "What? You're the one who told me to tell you, and you get angry when you find out. I won't tell you next time." I said, "I'm not angry, I just feel like I can't satisfy you. You're too much! I'm more than ten years older than you. What will you do when I'm old? Are you still thinking of finding other men?" She smiled and hugged me, saying, "No, I've only been wild a few times, I've had my fill." Hmm... Wild a few times? And more?
She realized she'd let something slip and quickly said, "No, no, what could be better? I'm not Superman." I chuckled and said, "You're pretty much like Superman. Do you prefer doing it with me or the way we used to?" She blushed and replied, "It's different." "How so?" "The way we used to do it was just pure sex. It felt good, but afterwards I felt empty. It's different with you. I love you, we have feelings for each other. After we're done, lying in your arms feels so safe and fulfilling..." I smiled, picked her up, and started kissing her, gently breathing into her ear, telling her I'd tried everything to make her happy. I whispered in her ear, "Baby, honestly, what would you do if I let you do whatever you wanted?" Her heart suddenly pounded. "What do you mean?" "Nothing much. I think life is short. We've been through so much to get to where we are today. From now on, let's live according to our own hearts, however we want, however we want to do, no matter what others say. As long as you know I love you, I'll never leave you." My girlfriend asked, "So, how do you want to do it?" I said, "Play however you want. How do you want to play? We'll play whatever's fun from now on, live life to the fullest, haha." Then I said, "If I did 'that' with another woman, would you be jealous?" She looked at me and thought for a moment, then said, "No, go ahead if you like it, but don't go with someone too shabby, you'll embarrass me, hehe, and don't get any diseases." I continued, "Then how about you do it with another woman with me?" She pointed at me forcefully, "You're so greedy!" Then she lowered her head and said, "If you like it, I'll make you feel good." I was very happy, hugged her, grabbed her breast and squeezed it, and continued, "If I give you freedom too, would you be willing?" My hand on her chest immediately felt her heartbeat quicken. She said, "If I give you freedom, aren't you afraid I'll run off with someone else?" I said, "Do you think there might be someone who makes you happier than me?" She smiled, "There really isn't, but aren't you afraid of what people will say about you?" "No, what can they say? We'll live our lives, who cares what others say? Besides, can't we keep it a secret? Who would know?" She looked at me again, sensing I wasn't trying to trick her, and then went all out: "Anything is fine as long as my husband is willing." I said, "Then I won't hold back, I'll fuck my little slut to death, haha." She actually looked down on me, tsk, I wonder who'll fuck whom... I said, "Damn, you dare challenge me, you just wait." She giggled, "Come on, who's afraid of who?" I pounced on her... Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. My girlfriend and I lived happily every day, but the frequency of sex started to decline. It went from me wanting her all the time to her demanding. There was no way around it; my body couldn't handle the high-intensity sex for long periods, and besides, aesthetic fatigue made it less interesting. At night, she would often throw a little tantrum and want more. Although we did have sex, the quality had dropped drastically, becoming somewhat perfunctory. She would often pretend to be angry and threaten me, saying, "If you keep doing this, I'll go out and play around." I would laugh and say, "Go ahead, have fun," not taking it seriously.
As time went by, I noticed some changes in my girlfriend. She started coming home later, frequently went out with friends for meals and karaoke, and wasn't as clingy. Friends mentioned seeing her here and there, but I didn't say anything until one day a friend said they saw her checking into a hotel with someone else, which made me suspicious. I wanted to ask her what was going on, but I was afraid of misunderstanding her and upsetting her, so I didn't dare. Instead, I switched cars with a friend and started following her, because she knew my car well and could easily spot it no matter where I parked it. Following her felt exciting, a mix of fear and anticipation of discovering something.
Since we didn't sleep together every day, about once every three days, and we talked on the phone daily, she basically knew my routine. I also knew she usually slept until noon, and I'd told her to get up early for breakfast and maintain a regular routine. She called me "uncle," saying that beauty comes from sleep and that sufficient sleep is good for beauty. I just laughed and said, "Okay, I'll sleep then, I don't have anything to do in the morning anyway." One day I left work early. I was thinking of calling her to keep her company, but after thinking about recent events, I decided to just follow her and see what she did every day. I waited in a corner of the street, hoping to see her come out, but she didn't. Around 6 pm, I called her to ask where she was, telling her as usual that I wouldn't be going home that night. She said she was in her room. I said, "Oh, nothing's wrong, eat by yourself." She said okay, gave me a kiss, and hung up.
Since I had nothing else to do, I thought I'd see what she was up to, so I continued to wait in my car until 6:30 pm when she came downstairs. I saw her dressed up nicely, hailing a taxi, and I followed her. She got out at the development zone, made a phone call, and a while later a man came out of a residential area. They went to a restaurant to eat. I had no choice but to continue waiting in my car. I didn't have any food either, and thinking they wouldn't come out so early, I went to a nearby store and bought a boxed lunch and a bottle of beer, which I ate in my car.
They ate for about an hour, and I endured the ordeal in the car. I never imagined following them would be so exhausting. After leaving the restaurant, they slowly walked to a karaoke place, where they called a few more people to join them.
I followed them for about 100 meters. They didn't notice me and went to karaoke. It wasn't a fancy place, and I began my agonizing wait again. They finally came out happily around 11 pm. After the other group left, they started walking back. I quickly ducked and parked my car on the side of the road, but they still didn't notice me. There weren't many people on the road. The man put his arm around her shoulder, and the two of them walked past my car, arm in arm. Watching their backs, I felt a mix of emotions, but I remained calm and didn't rush out. That would have made things awkward for everyone. I continued following them. They didn't go back to the man's apartment complex; they kept walking. After half an hour, they hailed a taxi, and I followed them again. They ended up at the place where she and I lived. He walked her to the door, and the two of them talked at the entrance, but I couldn't hear them from the distance. Suddenly, the man carried her through the building's security door, kissing her as they went inside. My mind went blank. I looked up at the building, and after a while, the room light came on. My office building is an office building with some other companies, but it's usually not crowded at night. I called her again from downstairs to tell her I was home and asked if she was asleep. She answered and said she wasn't asleep, that she was watching TV, and we chatted for a while before hanging up. I quietly opened the downstairs door and went inside. I
didn't take the elevator; the hallway was dark, and I used my phone's light to carefully walk upstairs. It was quiet everywhere; there wasn't a soul in sight. I stopped at the bedroom door and pressed my ear against it, listening intently. I heard them talking, then silence. I knew something was definitely happening. I continued listening, and after another ten minutes or so, I heard my girlfriend moaning from inside. I knew they had started. I quietly opened the door and silently entered the living room. Scattered everywhere were women's bras and panties, and men's outer garments and underwear. From the living room to the kitchen to the bedroom door… The bedroom door was closed, but exciting sounds were coming from inside. I went into the next room, separated from my bedroom by a glass partition with blinds. I slipped in and locked the door, peering through the blinds. My heart was pounding; I could hear it thumping. My breathing quickened, and my hands trembled. I forced myself to calm down, regulated my breathing, and thought about the whole situation. I decided not to show up. I'd wait until they separated. What could I change even if I showed up now? From this angle, the man was on top of her, kissing her all over. Neither of them was dressed, their bodies naked, just beginning their passionate encounter. The man was skilled, constantly attacking his girlfriend's sensitive areas with his hands and mouth. His girlfriend lay on the bed, gently writhing, moaning softly.
With each thrust, saliva stains were left on her body. The man licked her nipples, his tongue circling them, and she began to tremble slightly. His mouth slowly moved down, stopping at her lower body. His hands began to caress her thighs and vaginal opening, then he began to lick her vulva, one hand kneading her breast. His girlfriend's moans grew louder: "Mmm... Mmm... So good... Right there... Lick it... Ah... Ah... I want it... I want it so much..." The man looked up and said, "Does it feel good? You're so wet down there, it smells so good..." When the man stopped, I saw my girlfriend's lower body. Her vagina was already open, the opening was wet, and a clitoris was protruding. The man stroked her clitoris and vaginal opening with his hand, his hand covered in fluid. He then lowered his head and continued to lick her clitoris. My girlfriend's body trembled even more violently.
She pulled him up and turned him around, so I could clearly see his large penis. My girlfriend grabbed it with her hand, opened her mouth, and stuck her tongue out to lick it, then slowly took it into her mouth, looking at him seductively. The man lowered his head and continued licking her clitoris, while my girlfriend diligently gave him oral sex. The two of them did this in a 69 position, making my heart pound and my mouth dry. My penis also became hard.
After a while, my girlfriend's upper body skin began to turn red, and I knew she was about to climax. Sure enough, my girlfriend took the penis out of her mouth and started shouting loudly... Ah... I'm coming... Keep going... Don't stop... So good... So good... Don't stop... Ah... Her thighs trembled and contracted; she had reached her first orgasm.
The man rolled over and lay down. His girlfriend sat up, her head bowed, her long, flowing hair tossed to one side. Her small, snow-white hands gripped the man's menacing weapon. She opened her alluring cherry-like mouth and gently licked the swollen, purplish-red shaft. The veins on the weapon were bulging, and the head glistened with moisture. Her mouth constantly shifted its focus, sometimes circling the head, sometimes teasing the small opening in the middle. When she left the opening, she would draw out a thin strand between her mouth and the opening before taking the entire head inside. Her eyes looked up at the man seductively. The man let out a soft moan, his body shuddering. He pressed down on her hair with both hands, pushing down as hard as he could, leaving only a small part of the shaft exposed. The man's hands... As soon as he relaxed, his girlfriend forced her head up, gagging and coughing. After a moment, she yelled at him, "Are you trying to suffocate me? It's so big and long, it's practically in my throat!" The man chuckled, "I didn't mean to, it just felt so good that I couldn't help but want you to swallow it all." His girlfriend gave him a seductive glare, "Don't move." Then she lowered her head and took the large head into her mouth, sucking on it. A look of pleasure spread across the man's face as he whispered, "Baby, you're so good with your mouth." His girlfriend smiled, "Don't you men like women like this?" Then she lowered her head... She took his testicles into her mouth and sucked on them, skillfully alternating between them. His penis noticeably swelled, and he tilted his head back. His girlfriend noticed this and stopped, climbing on top of him and continuing to kiss him. After a brief pause, his desire subsided. She smiled and asked, "Want to cum?" He replied, "Just a little longer and you'll come. Your mouth has magic." She said, "What's the rush? It's still early. Don't cum so quickly; I'm not satisfied yet."
She pressed one hand against his pectoral muscles and the other against his penis, slowly rubbing it against his anus. Then, aiming at his penis, she gently sat down. Both of them cried out. She began to sit upright on top of him, her body moving slowly up and down, the speed increasing over time. From my angle, I could clearly see her snow-white, naked body surging up and down on the equally naked man's body, her long, flowing hair flying in the air, strands of it wet with sweat and clinging to her face. The man thrust upwards forcefully, unfolding a sensual and beautiful scene:
"Mmm...mmm...ah...ah..."
The sounds of "slap...slap..." grew even more joyful.
"Ah...ah...so good...ah...ah..."
I heard breathless gasps that even a saint would find unbearable, wanton moans...
"Slap...slap..." were the sounds of flesh colliding. "Squelch...squelch..." were the joyful songs emanating from that lewd cunt.
Ah...so good...so hard...so deep...almost piercing my stomach.
Watching this scene leave me speechless, my heart pounding uncontrollably. This live performance was a completely different experience from watching porn. To avoid being discovered, I moved out of sight, trying to control my breathing and heartbeat, trying to calm myself down, but my lower body remained stiff and erect, refusing to soften at all. I was experiencing a stimulation I had never felt before, a stimulation even more intense than when I made love with my girlfriend. I fell in love with this feeling, deciding not to blame my girlfriend for her infidelity, and to find her after they were done to see what was going on. The weakness I had felt recently was gone, replaced by a strong desire.
"Ha... baby..." the man said, satisfied, and relaxed, lying down.
"No... no... stop... faster... faster..." my girlfriend protested, while twisting her hips even more vigorously, pushing the man's weapon deeper into her tender flesh.
"Ha... baby... move yourself... I want... to see you... so lewd..." the man said smugly beneath my girlfriend.
"You... you bad boy..." my girlfriend said coquettishly to the man beneath her, while increasing the speed at which she stroked his penis.
Her once snow-white and plump body was now flushed crimson. A pair of breasts that could make any man fantasize have now transformed into a pair of lively and adorable bunnies, jumping and hopping restlessly, creating waves of milky flesh. At this moment, a pair of large hands moved upwards from the girlfriend's slender waist, grabbing the bouncing little bunnies and kneading them vigorously. The rosy breasts twisted and contorted under the ravaging of the lustful hands, the engorged, erect, purplish-red nipples peeking out from beneath them, changing various shapes.
"Oh…! Yes… yes…" the girlfriend sobbed.
"Harder… harder…!! Rub… rub her…" the girlfriend pleaded.
"Haha… you… what did you say…?" the man asked pantingly from beneath her. "Mmm
… you… you're so bad…" the girlfriend protested coquettishly .
"Please… please… you… you…" the girlfriend pleaded, moving up and down even more vigorously.
"Good girl… I don't know… I know… what… what are you begging me for?" the man asked playfully.
"Rub… rub… my breasts…" the girlfriend finally pleaded.
"I...I...please...you...please...I...ah!...I...want..." The girlfriend abandoned her dignity, making a shameful request.
"Ah...ah...!!!" The man increased the intensity of his kneading of her breasts. The stimulation from her breasts satisfied her while intensifying her lustful desires, causing her to utter cries of love from her cherry-like mouth.
Her once neat, glossy black pubic hair was now covered in semen, clinging haphazardly to her vulva. As the girlfriend moved up and down, a gleaming, lewd penis could be seen thrusting in and out of her vagina, a place any man would want to try. At the same time, the sounds of "squelch...squelch" echoed from their joined bodies.
"Darling...darling...I...am tired, I...we...switch...switch..." The girlfriend was so overwhelmed that she couldn't even speak a complete sentence... "But I...I...don't want to...separate...from you..." she stammered.
“What…never to be apart…” A cunning glint flashed in the man’s eyes. He clearly understood his girlfriend’s feelings, but he was deliberately provoking her, wanting to hear her utter lewd words.
“Bad…bad…you’re bad…you…know…know…” Although his girlfriend cried out in exhaustion, her body showed no sign of stopping, continuing to move ingratiatingly. At the same time, her slender, white hands moved to the man’s ravaging hands, intensifying the kneading of her breasts.
“If you don’t say it, I…I…don’t…understand,” the man said beneath her.
“Bad…oh…I…I…say…say, please…please like last…last…last time, from behind…” his girlfriend said lewdly.
“What?! Last time? More than once?…”
In reality, from their current behavior, it was clear they had sex far more than once. Yet I still hoped this was their first time.
Men always like to deceive themselves; whenever tragedy strikes, they always fantasize about finding an excuse to deceive themselves. Even an unrealistic lie…
"But...but...don't let...your...cock...leave...my...body," the girlfriend said, her face flushing even more. She nestled shyly against the man, burying her head in his ear, as if afraid he would see her embarrassment.
"Leave what?" The man stopped moving beneath her, his hand moving away from her alluring breasts to her slender waist, forcefully stopping her thrusting.
The girlfriend opened her hazy eyes, her captivating gaze fixed on the man beneath her. She bit her lower lip lightly, her hands resting on his bare chest, a look of confusion on her face. The tingling, itchy sensation of his thick penis inside her made her restless, shifting from side to side, trying to suppress her burning desire through friction.
The man saw her intention and tightened his grip, stopping her rubbing. His lecherous hand, meanwhile, roamed over her breasts, pinching her pink nipples, sometimes kneading them forcefully, sometimes cruelly pulling them away, as if trying to separate her from her breasts.
"Ah! What are you doing… Oh…!" The girlfriend wanted to get angry, but the stimulation from her breasts only fueled her desire.
"Tell me, what don't you want me to leave you for?" the man continued, pressing down on her.
"Me?… Ah…" The girlfriend, initially confused, suddenly understood the man's intention. Her already rosy face flushed even more, and her large, watery eyes seemed to overflow with tears…
"I… I won't say…" The girlfriend began to flirt with the man beneath her.
The man looked at her wickedly, then suddenly thrust forward, his thick penis penetrating her deeply.
"Ah!…" the girlfriend cried out, collapsing onto the man.
"I… I'm scared," she finally surrendered. The alluring body on top of the man gradually moved upwards, pressing her tender breasts against his lips. One hand supported her breast, and like feeding a child, she placed her nipple in his mouth…
The man immediately bit down on the pink “grape,” greedily sucking. He opened his mouth wide, as if trying to swallow the entire breast whole. His slippery tongue, like a greedy little snake, skillfully slithered across his girlfriend’s breasts, occasionally flicking at her nipples.
His saliva quickly covered her fair breasts. Her already flawless white breasts became even more glossy, shimmering, adding to the erotic atmosphere.
“Mmm…mmm…” His girlfriend’s eyes became hazy again, her watery eyes almost slits, but the burning desire betrayed her current lust.
The man wasn’t content with just teasing her nipples; his mouth left her nipple and roamed over the rosy peaks, leaving trails of saliva on her tender breasts. Meanwhile, the man thrust his penis in and out of his girlfriend's wet, honeyed hole.
"Mmm..." The girlfriend's moans grew louder.
"Say it..." The man's voice was muffled as he sucked on his girlfriend's tender breasts.
"Hehe..." The girlfriend chuckled, then whispered in the man's ear,
"I want your big cock to stay in my pussy, fuck me from behind!" After saying that, she buried her face in the man's shoulder again in embarrassment.
The man released her and said to his girlfriend with a smile,
"What are you ashamed of? We've done it so many times, I want you to say it out loud."
"..."
Seeing that his girlfriend didn't react, the man thrust his penis even harder a few more times, and the girlfriend trembled with excitement.
She straightened up, looking at the man beneath her with seductive eyes, biting her lower lip, finally as if she had made up her mind.
“Okay, I’ll tell you! I want your **** to be inside my pussy, never leaving it, fucking me hard from behind… I want you to fuck me non-stop…” The girlfriend sat on the man’s penis, slowly getting up from his weapon, carefully preventing the man’s thick weapon from slipping out of her body…
Seeing the girlfriend’s cautious look, the man’s lust arose. Just as his glans touched the entrance of the girlfriend’s pussy, he suddenly thrust his lower body, and with a “squelch,” his thick penis pulled the girlfriend’s tender flesh into her vagina again. At the same time, the girlfriend’s juices splashed from her pink vulva, and the two of them’s wet, sticky pubic hair overlapped again.
“Ah!!” The girlfriend cried out in bliss. The sudden entry of the man’s penis scraped against the walls of her lower body, and the brief friction of her clitoris against the man’s pubic hair brought unparalleled pleasure, making the girlfriend cry out in lust again.
“You naughty thing…” The girlfriend’s small hand hit the man’s stomach hard, but her eyes were full of laughter.
“Oh…” the man exclaimed exaggeratedly.
“Don’t do it this time, or I’ll castrate you.” The girlfriend chuckled after saying this.
This time, she pressed her hands tightly against the man’s stomach, constantly on guard against any mischief he might do.
Slowly, she raised her lower body again. Seeing that the man wasn’t going to do anything, she relaxed and moved as far away from his penis as possible. But when his glans returned to her vaginal opening, she stopped raising her body and slowly turned so that she was facing away from him. Then she sat down on his penis again…
Just as she turned, I clearly saw her delicate vulva. Her dark pubic hair was now messily plastered to her lower abdomen under the influence of her vaginal muscles. Her labia majora were wide open, revealing the pink flesh inside. Her vagina was also filled with the man’s thick penis, the glans stretching the vaginal opening tightly.
My girlfriend seemed genuinely reluctant to let the man's penis leave her body. It was obvious she was straining her genitals; her tightly clenched anus was the best proof. I could almost see the white marks on her vaginal opening from the grip on the man's huge glans…
As she tried to pull the man's penis to its fullest extent, his penis brought out sticky vaginal fluid, which flowed from her alluring vulva and slowly trickled down his dark penis. Both of their genitals were already dripping wet from the intense "battle."
Seeing this, I couldn't control my breathing. I quickly lowered my head to catch my breath, then lifted the blinds a little more to continue watching.
Seeing my girlfriend slowly rising and falling on top of the man again, as she slowly lowered herself, his penis gradually disappeared into her vagina. I clearly saw small streams of vaginal fluid flowing out with each penetration…
“Oh…” my girlfriend let out a long sigh, then knelt on the bed, slowly raising her white buttocks. At the same time, the man, cooperating with her movements, slowly sat up and stood on the floor.
The change of position was finally complete. A new battle was about to begin…

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