Another side of my girlfriend Qingqing

I have to say, the taste of love is truly intoxicating, even though it's been over a month since I last had my virginity with my girlfriend.

Asking her out on Sundays often fails. Luckily, my recent betting odds have been pretty accurate, and the teams I bet on performed really well, making me earn some extra money from my previous bets, which soothed my fragile heart.

Although we're together, we still maintain the same arrangement in the classroom: I sit with my roommate, and she sits with her roommate. Plus, the weekday classes are packed, and studying after class is exhausting enough. We only have time to be together for meals and occasional walks. The conditions are so harsh that I feel content just to hold her hand every day.

Time always flies when you're in love, and life is filled with so much joy.

Every smile, every little thing is captivating.

The magic of love has made me forget the porn on my phone, the teachers on my hard drive, the recommendations on Pornhub, the Tumblr porn, and even the things I witnessed in the movie theater.

What's a bit strange is that sometimes when we're walking hand in hand, guys greet my girlfriend, even though they're not classmates. Who knows how Qingqing knows them?

This day, a weekend. My girlfriend, again, declined my invitation to go out to a movie and dinner, citing the approaching finals. I was disappointed but only told her to take care of herself.

My roommates were either out flirting with girls or out eating, leaving me alone in the huge dorm.

I played a couple of games in bed, but felt a little bored. Suddenly, I remembered I hadn't logged onto Chunman in a long time and decided to play some games myself while reading some articles. I rolled off the bed, opened the long-forgotten forum, and started reading. I have to say, the new articles from the experts are really good; they're quite exciting.

Lost in my own world, I didn't even notice the door opening. "Xiaofeng, what are you doing?" "Ah..." Panicked, I quickly shut down the website and turned around to see my senior, Chen Qiang, standing behind me with a grin. I wondered what he'd seen—I hoped he hadn't—so he wouldn't think I was a pervert and gossip about it.

Coming to my senses, I feigned composure and said, "What could I be doing? It's so boring in the dorm. I was searching for novels and somehow ended up on some website. Qiang-ge, you didn't go out today? How about we play some games together?" Chen Qiang's smile widened, but he didn't say much. "What games? Come on, I'll take you for a drink!" "Ah, Qiang-ge, wait a minute." Although I still wanted to see Chunman release herself a bit more and didn't really want to go, I was too flustered to think of an excuse to refuse. So I hurriedly put on my clothes, suppressed my erection, and followed him out with a heavy heart. We bumped into

each other in the cafeteria last time, and during our chat, we discovered our dorms were on the same floor. We'd only exchanged greetings occasionally when we ran into each other on that floor, but never really talked much. I never expected him to come looking for me.

Chen Qiang took me to a barbecue restaurant near the school. We'd barely sat down in the private room, not even ordered any skewers, when he went out and brought over a case of Budweiser. Goodness, a whole case of Budweiser! He must be overestimating me. "Brother, drink as much as you want. If you're not satisfied, get more. Return any excess." Hearing that, I couldn't say anything more. I just took the case and opened two bottles.

The meal got better and better, the drinks got stronger and stronger, and we chatted more and more, from everyday life to our life ideals.

I had no idea how much I had drunk; I was just feeling dizzy and disoriented when Chen Qiang asked me, "Brother, there's something I want to ask you. Why do some guys not get angry when their girlfriends are touched by other men?" Half-drunk, I couldn't discern the hidden meaning behind his words, so I casually gave him some analysis of the mentality of those who humiliate their girlfriends. As we talked, we got carried away and even told him about all the good articles I had read. Chen Qiang nodded repeatedly, raised his glass again and again, and looked at me with admiration. He almost asked the waiter for paper and pen to write it down.

"So, do you want your girlfriend to be played by other men?"

Hearing this, I instantly sobered up, broke out in a cold sweat, and said awkwardly, "How could I? Qiang-ge, you're just joking." "I can tell you're so knowledgeable, you definitely have something on your mind. And what website were you looking at in the dorm earlier? If I remember correctly, the title was something like 'My Slutty Girlfriend,' right?" Hearing this, I realized I'd been tricked. I'd forgotten what I'd seen, but he remembered it so clearly. Just as I was panicking, he held up his phone, tapped it, and played my own rambling.

Considering the size difference between us, I immediately hesitated to reach out and grab it, so I could only plead with him in a low voice, "Qiang-ge, please stop, let's talk this out." "Xiao Feng, I can understand your hobby. Didn't you say you wanted to join the cycling club? What if I said it had anything to do with our school's cycling club and your shameful hobby? You're a smart person, I don't think I need to say more." I thought to myself, "You call this not saying more?" I knew it! Unsolicited kindness always has an ulterior motive.

Then I thought, call the police? The thought was quickly dismissed. He dared to come here so brazenly; he definitely wasn't afraid of the police.

Should I join him if I can't beat him? That's a possibility, to be honest, I'm somewhat looking forward to it. Besides, hearing him mention his relationship with Qingqing reminded me of all sorts of strange signs, and I wanted to uncover more of my girlfriend's secrets—what kind of girl is Qingqing, and just how deeply I've been cuckolded.

But how could I, a grown man (though I'm not exactly tall), possibly say such things?

Seeing my silence, Chen Qiang smiled, "This is your last chance. If you want to know, if you want to join the cycling club, just nod. Otherwise, pretend I never came. Of course, you can't tell anyone else about this. You need to understand, there are some people you can't afford to mess with." Seeing his resolute attitude, and knowing this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I sheepishly hummed in agreement and nodded.

And so I stepped into a world that opened my eyes, a world I now regret and feel a little lucky about.

Honestly, if I had the chance to choose again, "I...I wouldn't, I wouldn't choose again."...

I looked at the newly added QQ group called "University Cycling Club." Qiang Ge had asked me to apply using a secondary account, and he approved it.

Qiang Ge gave me a serious talk.

"Remember, don't let anyone else know."

"The group is great, but don't say anything recklessly."

"The club has strict selection criteria; just look at the number of members." "We're all young people; it's hard to say who'll be at a disadvantage." "Some things are better left unsaid; it's better for everyone than to suffer in silence." I asked Qiang Ge about the club president, and he just said, "You'll find out later," and then fell silent. I didn't quite understand. Why would I want to be with him? Is he a girl?

Actually, I had already guessed the likely scenario. My mind connected everything that had happened since university. Qingqing was most likely in the cycling club, which might genuinely be a cycling club with absolutely nothing to do with bicycles.

There weren't many people in the QQ group, only 15 including me. I checked the member profiles, and sure enough, Qingqing's account was there. Besides Qingqing, there were probably four other girls in the group.

Most of these people weren't using alternate accounts; they all had crowns and suns on their accounts. I wondered where they got their confidence—were they really not afraid of their privacy being exposed? Or did they have something to rely on?

The group was in a state of complete silence, with one group owner and three admins. The rest of the members had titles like Bronze and Silver before their names. My name also had a Bronze 5 prefix, while Qingqing was Bronze 2.

With Qiang Ge's explanation, I understood the meaning of the group's levels. Like a game, it was divided into Bronze, Gold, and other stages, each stage further divided into levels 1-5. Girls in the group could increase their levels by participating in group activities, and also by uploading their videos every weekend at 12 o'clock, where the group owner would hold a vote, and those with the most votes would also increase their levels.

As for male members, one option is to upgrade through sponsorship, starting with 50 yuan to advance one level, and then the sponsorship amount doubles each time. I roughly calculated that if you want to reach the King of Glory rank, this would be an astronomical figure. I don't know who gave the group owner the courage.

Another method is to recruit suitable students from the school and reward them appropriately based on their contributions; this is what Chen Qiang does.

There was no one in Qiang's dorm at the moment, and I was lying on his bed with him, waiting for midnight.

Around 11:30, my phone suddenly rang.

"Honey, I'm going to sleep now, goodnight." Just hearing that sentence made me imagine my lovely girlfriend's sweet voice.

Seeing the text message from my girlfriend saying goodnight, I couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

"Goodnight, stop playing on your phone, get some rest." I really didn't know if the person in the group was really my pure and beautiful girlfriend; was I dreaming?

Qiang saw this, chuckled twice, and didn't say anything. As

soon as midnight arrived, the group chat was unmuted, and two videos were immediately uploaded: one from my girlfriend, and the other from a girl named "Silver 2 - Yao Yao."

At Qiang's direction, I first clicked on the video my girlfriend had sent.

The moment the video started playing, a lively and adorable girl appeared—undoubtedly my girlfriend, Qingqing. She was smiling, leaning on her desk, one hand cupping her face, the other making the numbers "1," "2," and "3." Then the scene shifted.

My girlfriend was standing naked in the dormitory, her fair and delicate body on full display. The black clips on her pink nipples immediately caught my eye. She moaned, sticking out her tongue, then raised her hands above her head and began squatting, occasionally shaking her breasts. Soon, she started swaying like she was performing a striptease, each movement showcasing her private parts, exuding boundless allure.

Suddenly, she walked over, knelt down, and presented her buttocks to the camera, on which the words "Remember to vote" were scrawled. She spread her buttocks, revealing her anus with a black marker inserted. As she manipulated it, the pink daisy slowly bloomed. Before long, my girlfriend's anus became even more vibrant. She shyly took out three lipsticks and pressed them in... The contrast between the previous and subsequent scenes left my mind blank, to the point that I forgot what my girlfriend did afterward.

Qiang subconsciously put his hand on his crotch and rubbed it. "Your girlfriend is something else, she's changed her style. Last time she posted something like..." Qiang suddenly realized something and laughed it off.

While I was still in shock, Qiang clicked on the video Yao Yao posted, which immediately drew my attention.

A big-breasted girl was being fucked and screaming. As the view shifted, I realized there were actually three people. The girl's vagina and anus were being simultaneously penetrated by a black man's huge penis. If you looked closely, you could even see the shadow of the enormous penis clearly visible on the girl's fair body. Her breasts swayed like hanging bells, and the black man in front of her was squeezing and kneading them vigorously, shouting "fuck!" "fuck!" as he fucked her.

The girl's delicate fingers were clenched into fists from the dryness. Her cries of "Ah...so big...so good...I'm going to...die...ahhh..." made me feel uncomfortably aroused.

I glanced at Qiang Ge; his eyes were also shining, his face flushed. "Old black is fucking fierce," I couldn't help but agree. "

Hey, these two black guys seem to be from our school."

The battle intensified, the sounds of slapping incessant, the combination of white and black providing immense stimulation.

The girl's eyes began to roll back, and saliva dripped uncontrollably. Seeing this, the two black men exchanged a glance and moved even more forcefully. The one in front, while thrusting, also sucked on the girl's nipple.

"Ahhhhhh..." The girl suddenly screamed, her lower body trembling and arching. The black man stopped, his large, dark hand covering her delicate vulva, and began to vigorously rub it. A clear stream gushed from between her legs, long and seemingly endless, lasting for a full half minute. Before the exhausted girl could even rest, two large, ready-to-go black penises simultaneously ejaculated copious amounts of semen onto her face. Before the poor girl could even wipe it away, the large penis was thrust into her mouth, while the other, with nowhere else to go, sought out her anus...

Qiang and I exchanged glances, seeing admiration in each other's eyes, both for the girl and for the black man.

Qiang couldn't contain himself and went to the bathroom with some toilet paper.

These two incredibly stimulating videos stirred my own desires, and with the added effect of alcohol, I began to secretly think that joining this cycling club was definitely the right decision. Even without a girlfriend, this group was full of perks.

I opened Yao Yao's profile; her space wasn't locked, and I could even see photos she had taken herself.

In the photo, a petite and lovely girl is making a peace sign on the playground. What's most astonishing is her enormous breasts, which seem completely out of place with her innocent appearance, instantly arousing the urge to play with them.

After the video was posted, the group chat seemed to freeze. I didn't know the group rules and didn't dare to speak.

After a while, the group admin started a poll: "Asshole needs fucking" Qingqing vs. "Oreo" Yaoyao. Logically and emotionally, I naturally supported my hardworking and self-reliant girlfriend. However, she lost with a score of 5 to 8. I turned to look at Qiang Ge, who had just come back from the bathroom. Qiang Ge shrugged, "Don't look at me, I voted for my sister-in-law!" "But to be fair, I think Yaoyao's is better."

"Uh, that's true, Yaoyao's breasts are pretty good."

"Big breasts are justice?"

"Ha."

Just as I was commenting, "ding," my girlfriend posted another video.

I clicked on it and found my naked girlfriend kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and apologizing to the screen, "I'm sorry, daddies, Qingqing will create better works." The 30-second video abruptly ended with a series of thuds.

My heart ached. Was this really my lovely girlfriend? How could she be so shameless? Was she possessed?

Qiang Ge, standing beside me, explained my confusion with a sympathetic look, "Every time there's a vote, the winning side gets points and levels up, and the losing side has to apologize and admit their mistakes like your girlfriend did. You'll get used to it after a while." At 12:30, the group chat was muted again. After saying goodbye to Qiang Ge, I returned to my dorm in a daze.

My two roommates were already asleep, only Li Ming was lying on his side scrolling through his phone. Seeing me return, he greeted me somewhat flusteredly, "Third brother, why are you so late?" "Second brother, you're still awake? Masturbating in bed so late?" "Get lost!" With that, he hurriedly turned off his phone and went back to sleep, leaving me completely bewildered. Since my two roommates were already asleep, I tiptoed into bed, forgetting even to wash up. I tossed and turned in bed, my

mind racing.

Before, I was always suspicious, but now, seeing my girlfriend so shameless, I wondered if she was a green tea bitch or a surprise bitch?

Was this really what I wanted? How should our relationship develop? Should I confront it or let it go? Should I stop it or continue?

My mind was a mess, and I didn't sleep a wink all night.

...

The next day, as usual, I waited for Qingqing to come for breakfast.

My girlfriend, seeing my listless appearance, teased, "What's wrong? Did you do something naughty yesterday?" I had a thousand words to say, but didn't know how to put them into words. "Um... I was thinking about you yesterday and couldn't sleep." "Hehe, you're so cheeky."

Looking at my radiant girlfriend, I was captivated.

Which one is the real you?

Is it a dream? Is it reality?

I am not a fish, I have not known the joy of a fish.

[The End]

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