My Green Tea Girlfriend

Chapter 1: My Girlfriend Joins the Cheerleading Squad
My girlfriend, Didi, and I were both top students in high school. After the college entrance exam, we went to two good universities in the same city, W University and H University. W University was a well-established university, while H University was an engineering school.
Didi was a cute, gentle, and slightly cunning girl. In middle school, Didi seemed quiet and reserved; she wouldn't talk to you unless you ignored her, but she wasn't shy when you spoke to her. Overall, she was a very passive girl towards outsiders.
Didi dressed herself up in a cute yet slightly sexy way every day, so many boys pursued her. She neither explicitly accepted nor rejected them until I transferred to her class, and that's when I finally won her over.
But I was always jealous when other boys teased her. Every time she apologized, I softened, but afterwards, I still interacted with other boys.
The worst was the captain of the class basketball team. Every time he came back from playing basketball, he would ask her for a tissue to wipe his sweat and say things like, "Your breasts have gotten bigger," or "Your butt has gotten rounder." Didi would playfully say, "How would you know if you haven't pinched them?"
I once asked her why she still talked to him after he insulted her like that. She said she just liked strong guys, and every time she saw their chest muscles under their sweaty clothes, she would get wet down there. She felt a sense of conquest when a strong guy teased or insulted her.
I asked her why she was still with me, and she said she could ask me questions she didn't understand.
I asked if she would still choose me as her boyfriend if my grades weren't good, and she said not necessarily, it would depend on whether I could satisfy her in other ways.
So we made a promise to try it out after we went to university, and she agreed.
After entering university, Didi joined the cheerleading squad of her school's basketball team.
As mentioned earlier, H University is an engineering school, so it's not surprising that it's the strongest basketball school in the city.
She hadn't told me before joining, and when I asked her why she joined, she said she liked hanging out with strong guys, and she was happy to bring them water and dance for them.
I was a hundred times unwilling, but I thought everyone has their own freedom, so I didn't say much.
After joining the cheerleading squad, Didi and I spent less time together, only hanging out on weekends.
This Sunday was their basketball team's first physical training session, which was at the gym. The cheerleaders also participated; those who wanted to work out could, and those who didn't could just watch.
I waited for Didi outside the gym, planning to go out together.
After waiting for a while, Didi finally came out. She was wearing a pink mini-skirt and a white crop top, her face flushed.
I asked, "Have you been training for a long time?" She said, "No, I've been watching the other guys build their muscles."
I asked, "Then why is your face so red?"
She stammered, "The guys inside are all wearing tight shorts."
I was too embarrassed to ask further on the way, so we went to the movie theater together.
The theater wasn't crowded, and we sat in the last row. Looking at Didi's outfit, I couldn't resist any longer and kissed her. My hand also wandered down, and Didi tried to push me away but couldn't. I touched her, and even her safety shorts were completely wet.
After I touched her for a while, Didi suddenly reached down to my crotch, touched around, and then whispered seductively in my ear, "This isn't enough for me."
After hearing that, I didn't get angry for some reason; instead, I got even harder. Maybe it's because I also felt I was small.
Didi continued, "Do you know why I'm so wet today? Because, you know, every guy I've seen seems to have a bigger penis than yours."
I felt incredibly ashamed, but outwardly I tried to remain calm.
She added, "There was this guy I thought was the most manly. I deliberately stuck my butt out in front of him, and then I secretly saw his penis slowly swell up, stretching his pants into the shape of an eggplant. At that moment, I immediately leaked a lot of fluid."
After hearing that, I almost ejaculated, so I said to Didi, "Let's go to a hotel tonight."
Didi then reached directly into my underwear, moving her hand around while saying, "Okay, let me take a closer look at just how small yours really is."
I couldn't handle the stimulation and ejaculated immediately.
Didi said seductively, "Oh dear, now we can't go. You're so useless."
I hated myself for being so weak. Why couldn't I hold back at the crucial moment? I didn't know when I'd have another chance like this.
Didi's words were partly a tease, and partly because she was indeed a girl with very high levels of estrogen, making her particularly fascinated by male sexual characteristics. I often struggled with this, and now it seemed I was in for a lot of trouble.
Thinking this, Didi had almost finished cleaning me up. She playfully stuffed the used napkin into my pocket and then gave it a squeeze, making me shudder. I also grabbed her butt, and the thought of Didi sticking her butt out to seduce a strong guy into getting an erection filled me with both excitement and anger.
I wanted to say something to her, but seeing her pitiful appearance, I figured she hadn't done anything wrong, so I let it go.
Afterwards, I walked Didi back to her school. As mentioned before, H University, where Didi studied engineering, was a place where guys couldn't take their eyes off a sexy and cute girl like Didi. It seemed I was quite lucky.
As for Didi, she stopped talking to me when we passed the basketball court, only saying "Wow, that's amazing!" I asked if she was as good as me, and she said, "Of course! Maybe I'll try next time."
On a whim, I agreed. She said I should go with her next training session, and she'd arrange for me to play one-on-one against the team she was in charge of.
I asked, "Is there such a thing as 'in charge'?" She said, "Of course! We'll make sure each team member has their own dedicated beauty. "
Hearing "dedicated," and seeing Didi's proud expression, I thought this girl was utterly unreasonable, as if I'd never known her.
Chapter Two: Losing to My Girlfriend As mentioned before,
we agreed to go to Didi's school this Friday and play one-on-one against the team she was in charge of. Actually, I was quite nervous. A shooting guard like me is at a disadvantage against any position, like an ADC; without an environment to shoot, how can I shoot?
But since I'd promised my girlfriend, I had to show off my skills in front of her. So, Thursday night, I practiced shooting alone on the court, hoping to win by increasing my accuracy.
The next day, I arrived at Didi's school. Didi picked me up at the school gate. I saw she was wearing the same cheerleading outfit from that day, but this time she was wearing stockings.
My pants immediately bulged, and I asked, "Are you dressed up so pretty to cheer me on?"
Didi said, "I'm cheering for Lan-ge, so of course I'll cheer for you too! I'm cheering for both sides!"
Although Didi doesn't hide her liking for strong guys, she doesn't always consider my feelings. So when I heard her first sentence, I was about to get angry, but her "I'll cheer for you too" calmed me down. You see, Didi is that kind of seemingly harmless but actually very shrewd girl.
After arriving at the court, we waited for our opponents. A tall, muscular guy walked over from another court and greeted us, "Hey, you sexy Didi!"
Didi said, "What? How did I become sexy Didi? I'm clearly innocent Didi!"
The guy said, "Your legs in stockings are so sexy, even sexier than bare legs." Didi
said, "I specially wore them to cheer for you. Do you like them? If you win, you can touch them!"
She then squeezed her legs together in an inward-pointing position.
I noticed the guy's pants were completely bulging, and I was secretly shocked, thinking that they must be twice my size. Could it be the eggplant Didi mentioned?
I coughed lightly, signaling them to stop.
The boy, unconcerned about his pants, walked towards Didi. Didi glanced at his crotch, her legs clamping even tighter.
The boy said, "He's your boyfriend, right? Let's get started without further ado and show him how good our school team is."
Didi blushed and said, "Okay."
I didn't say much, just walked to the middle of the court. He tossed the ball to me, signaling me to go first, and I obliged.
After Didi shouted "Start," the opposing team wasn't marking me closely. I faked him out and then did a fadeaway jump shot, making it into the basket. I looked at Didi; she had a slightly disappointed expression, but said, "Wow, that was awesome." She
glanced at the guy again, who seemed a little angry.
I started my second attack.
This time, as soon as I entered the three-point line, the opposing team pressed forward, and I quickly turned my back to them.
When he came up, I could feel he hadn't gone limp yet; his erection was pressing against my back like a steel pipe. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him; he seemed quite proud of his masculinity. I had to pull away, feinting left and right to get past him. However, when I went for a layup, he blocked my shot from behind. I looked at Didi awkwardly; Didi seemed genuinely pleased.
Now it was his turn to attack. He steadily advanced, then hooked a shot. I wasn't as tall as him, so I could only watch his accuracy. He made it
! Didi shouted, "Great!" For
the second shot, he threw in a three-pointer from the free-throw line, and it went in again.
I started to regret the game; there was only one shot left. How could I win? For the third shot, this guy seemed to be trying to use skill to get past me, but of course, it wasn't that easy.
He made huge movements with both hands, like he was playing streetball, and crucially, his still-erect penis was swinging wildly inside his pants.
Didi frantically tightened and loosened her legs, then tightened them again.
I had no time to pay attention, I could only keep my eyes glued to my opponent. Suddenly, he tossed the ball between my legs, and in the process, pinched me down there, then grabbed the ball from behind and made a layup.
Didi's face seemed to suddenly turn red, her legs tensed for a second before relaxing, and she said weakly, "Lan-ge, you're awesome!"
Lan-ge and I walked towards Didi. Lan-ge said, "Your boyfriend isn't good enough," and glanced at my crotch as he spoke.
Didi blushed and said, "Of course he's not as good as you."
Then she added to me, "No, actually you played really well, he's on the school team."
I lowered my head and remained silent, just angry at myself. Why was it that we were both freshmen, yet others played better than me?
Then Didi said, "Okay, wait here for me a bit, I'm going to go help Lan-ge change."
And then she left. Lan-ge waved goodbye dismissively, and I let him go, sitting alone on the ground, wanting some peace and quiet.
Recalling the huge cock swinging in his pants, its rock-hard hardness, and how it had shrunk to only five centimeters when he touched it, along with Didi's tightly clenched legs, I felt like my penis was about to shrink away.
Why couldn't Didi see things from my perspective? No, no, it's not Didi's fault. It's all because I'm not big enough. Didi said mine is small, which is why she's obsessed with other guys' big penises.
But as long as she doesn't do anything substantial to betray me, we'll still be boyfriend and girlfriend, and I'll continue to love her.
Does she love me? Of course she does. If she didn't, why wouldn't she break up with me?
Thinking about this, Didi came back alone, holding milk in her left hand, her lips smeared with lotion, her two long, white legs making me hard again.
I asked, "Where are your stockings?" Didi said, "Those were specially for cheering on Brother Lan. Now that the game is over, of course I have to take them off."
I remembered Didi saying that if Brother Lan won, she would let him touch her legs. I asked Didi if it was true.
Didi said, "No, it's just a cheerleader's duty. We need to ignite the players' masculine instincts before the game to win. Cheer for him is my job too, so don't be angry. It's very difficult to get into the school team's cheerleading squad. If any player has a problem, the cheerleaders get fired. I don't want to be fired."
I said, "I don't blame you. It's all my fault for not playing well. Otherwise, you would have cheered for my goal."
After we finished eating at the restaurant, we went to the hotel. While Didi was showering, I took out her stockings from her bag and found a white substance on them. Just as I was wondering about it, Didi came out. She saw me holding her stockings, and was both embarrassed and angry. She ran over and pressed herself against me, saying, "Why are
you looking at my stockings?" I said, "It's the first time I've seen you in stockings, I think they're so sexy."
Didi said, "Hmph, you pervert!" She pulled down my pants, took the stocking with the white substance on it, and put it on my crotch, stroking it up and down while licking my ear. I'd never experienced such stimulation before, and I ejaculated in less than a minute.
Didi said, "Your time was so short, not even a fraction of what others did. " I asked, "
What do you mean
, a fraction of what others did?" Didi paused and said, "You mean those scenes in those romantic movies." I asked again, "What were you doing with him just now ?" Didi said, "Helping him change clothes." I said, "How did you do that? Just standing outside waiting for him?" Didi thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I also helped him take off his clothes and pants, gave him a massage, and finally helped him change into his new clothes." My god, does he think my girlfriend is a masseuse? How can this school tolerate this kind of atmosphere? I was really angry. I can accept being insulted by others, but I can't let my girlfriend suffer. So I said, "You shouldn't go to the cheerleading team anymore. I don't want you to do such despicable things." Didi said, "It was my own choice. I don't have to do it if I don't want to, but I want him to perform better and win more matches. Also, giving him a massage is so he can train better the next day. Don't blame Brother Lan, okay?" I was speechless, but what could I do when they were both willing to do it? To please me, Didi gave me a massage. Her soft, supple hands, her rounded legs, and her large breasts occasionally brushed against me, making me almost get an erection again. I suddenly remembered that Didi also massaged Lan Ge like that, and rubbed against him. Lan Ge's huge penis stretched his pants to a ninety-degree angle in front of Didi, and Didi climaxed just seeing that. Maybe the white stuff on his socks was the saliva that monster sprayed when he pressed hard on Didi's legs, but now it's impossible to verify. Thinking of this, I withdrew. Didi noticed that my penis had shrunk to only two centimeters and said, "You're really bad. Lan Ge is ten times your size." What? It's twenty centimeters! No, no, why am I thinking about this? How does Didi know this? But I really didn't have the face to talk back. I'm worse at playing basketball than others, and my penis is smaller than others' too. I'm already very satisfied with Didi being my girlfriend. So I said, "I'm sorry, Didi, I'm just not as good as Lan Ge. I've disappointed you." Didi said, "Don't be sad, everyone has their shortcomings. I just said Lan-ge is manly, I didn't blame you. But I really get incredibly wet whenever I see Lan-ge, sometimes I even fantasize about him raping me, tearing my clothes off, using his thick penis to lift me up, ravaging my breasts and legs, and finally ejaculating inside me to make me pregnant. Darling, you won't blame me, will you?" I found it very exciting; Didi was actually so horny inside. No wonder she always blushed when she saw Lan-ge. I rolled over and pinned Didi down, saying, "Didi, let's try it." Didi said, "Quickly." I was about to thrust in.

Didi said, "Brother Lan, come and fuck me."
I immediately went limp. Didi noticed I was limp and angrily said, "Why are you limp again? Brother Lan has already ejaculated three times and he's still hard."
I said, "What?"
Chapter 3: Girlfriend Can Be Touched by Others.
Didi suddenly let slip, and just blurted it all out. "When I was massaging Brother Lan just now, he kept touching my legs. I knew I had told him to touch me, so I didn't push him away, I just dodged him. But my hand accidentally touched his crotch. His crotch was already very hard, and when I touched it, even his underwear was pushed open, and all his pubic hair was showing."
I swallowed hard, my legs went weak, and I sat down on Brother Lan. Brother Lan said, "Help me jerk off." I was startled and didn't move. Brother Lan then growled softly, "Little slut, help me jerk off." Hearing the word "slut," I got even wetter and unconsciously agreed.
The first time, I finished after a while, but he said it didn't count until it went soft. So I worked on it for another ten minutes, and he ejaculated a huge amount, unlike you who only let out a little bit. The last time, I used both hands for half an hour, and finally he came. This time, he ejaculated a lot, covering my legs.
He was still hard. I thought to myself, even if he raped me right now, I'd accept it, because Lan Ge was so strong. His penis, covered in semen, somehow really made me want to put it inside me.
Just then, the other teammates knocked to come in, so we quickly got dressed. The other teammates were looking at us with ill intent. Lan Ge's pants still had a huge tent, and my socks weren't clean; the whole room smelled of it.
I went out blushing, and the coach even pinched my butt.
I found a place to take off my socks before coming to find you.
Darling, it's all my fault, but this is the first time I've faced this situation, and I don't know what to do. You're not here with me.
Darling, please don't leave me, please, sob sob.
Every time Didi started whimpering, even my hardest heart softened. So, I forced myself to remain calm and said, "Okay, I don't blame you, but don't do it again."
Didi's expression instantly changed, and she smiled and said, "Darling, you're so sweet. Lan-ge won't touch Didi anymore."
Mwah!
By then, I had already lost interest, and we cuddled and slept until the next morning.
We usually only saw each other once a week, but this week we met more often because of a basketball game, but that meeting was so humiliating.
This Sunday, I was waiting for Didi to finish her training. Didi and Lan-ge went out together, and from a distance, I saw Lan-ge with his arm around Didi. Didi looked like a little white rabbit, obediently nestled in his arms. When they parted, Lan-ge even pinched Didi's bottom.
Didi walked towards me. I noticed that Didi was wearing pink today, her shirt tucked into her shorts, revealing her fair legs. She looked both cute and sexy.
I rarely get angry, and even less so with Didi. I composed myself and asked Didi, "Why is Lan-ge hugging you?"
Didi said, "No, actually it's just that."
All the other team members were paired up with their cheerleaders, and Lan felt he'd lose face if he wasn't close to me, so he asked me to pretend to be his girlfriend in front of the teammates, even though he already has a girlfriend.
I said, "Doesn't his girlfriend care about him?" Didi said, "I don't know, you're so stingy! You can hug me too, can't you?" Saying that, she snuggled into my arms.
What kind of twisted logic is that? But holding Didi's soft body, I felt a real sense of happiness, so I let it go. Anyway, Lan has a girlfriend.
Suddenly, I felt something was off. Didi smelled very strongly of men, like a mix of sweat and semen.
But remembering what Didi had promised me that day, I relaxed and didn't think too much about it. Maybe there were just too many guys at the gym.
Didi and I went to the nearby shopping district for dinner. Didi doesn't usually eat much at night, but she symbolically ate a little to spend the weekend with me, so I treated her to Japanese food or restaurants with desserts.
While we were eating, Didi pointed out two pairs of her teammates and cheerleaders. The girls were petite and sexy, swaying their hips as they walked, while the boys were tall and well-built, holding the girls' hands and walking with their legs apart.
I looked at my own figure; although I wasn't short, I was definitely not strong.
I felt a little unworthy of Didi.
After all, Didi had a beautiful face, a charming voice, and was well-endowed with both a large bust and long legs.
Coupled with her soft personality, she was truly perfect.
I, on the other hand, was far from perfect in terms of appearance.
After dinner, we strolled around for a bit and then went to a hotel.
We immediately rolled onto the bed. Didi unzipped my pants and gently stroked me through my underwear, while I rubbed Didi's breasts, which were stretched taut by her clothes.
Didi said, "You really don't mind if I pretend to be Lan Ge's girlfriend?"
Of course I mind, but I hadn't made a fuss earlier, and I didn't want to ruin the atmosphere in this gentle embrace, so I said, "I've already said it's just pretending, why would I mind?"
Didi said, "You don't mind if Brother Lan hugs me, do you?"
She pinched my crotch as she spoke.
I felt so good, and since I was pretending, this level of minimization was necessary, so I continued to say I
didn't mind. Didi said again, "You don't mind if Brother Lan touches me, do you?"
I didn't say
anything. Didi's hands moved more skillfully around my crotch, and she said in a coquettish voice
, "Quickly say you don't mind!" I couldn't take it anymore from her voice and touch, so I could only say, "I don't mind, I don't mind."
Didi said, "You said it yourself."
Didi continued to caress me, and when I felt I was almost hard, I said, "Didi, let's do it."
Didi said, "Coming now, wait until it's a little longer, thicker, and harder, I just want to be penetrated by something big and hard."
She played with my crotch even faster as she spoke.
Didi said, "Yours can't compare to Brother Lan's. The other day when he was fully erect, it was twice as long as yours, I couldn't even hold it with one hand, and his was like an iron rod, yours was like a banana."
Hearing this, I went limp again.
Didi noticed and continued, "And yours keeps going from soft to hard, while Brother Lan is always hard."
I said, "Didi, can you please stop mentioning Brother Lan right now? Hurry up and make me hard again."
Didi snorted, "How am I supposed to do it? It took so long to get hard, and then it went soft again."
I said, "If you don't mention him, it won't go soft."
Didi said, "Always making excuses. Even when it's hard, it's not as big as his."
Saying this, she put on a displeased expression and turned away.
I felt ashamed and turned back to caress Didi. Seeing that Didi still didn't speak, I asked, "Then what do you suggest?"
Didi snuggled into my arms and whispered, "Would you mind if Brother Lan did it to me?"
I suppressed my sudden anger and said, "No."
Didi said disappointedly, "You asked me again, but you still don't agree. I was just trying to annoy you. I'm your girlfriend, how could I let someone else do it to me?"
I realized that Didi was trying to annoy me, and I had actually let her get away with it.
I rubbed my penis between Didi's legs and got a little hard again.
Didi said, "Let's do it when you're in a better mood. I don't want our first time to be so unexciting."
I thought to myself, "Yeah, Didi is such a beauty. If I, with my small and soft penis, take her virginity the first time, she won't even have an orgasm. What a waste! Only Lan Ge's big dick will satisfy her. If it were Lan Ge, he could definitely make Didi orgasm many times."
No, no, what am I thinking? I'm just not in the right state today. I'll definitely be able to next time. Calm down, calm down.
Didi said, "Then you should do it yourself today. I'm not in the mood to help you."
I was extremely embarrassed, but my lower body was very itchy, so I started masturbating.
Didi was quiet for a while, then turned around and whispered in my ear, "Darling, seeing how tired you are from doing it yourself, I'll tell you something to cheer you up. There's a girl in our class who's usually very ladylike. She doesn't even let her boyfriend hold her hand on the street. Today, she was being intimate with one of our team members in the woods. The ladylike girl orgasmed so badly that she couldn't even get up from the woods. The team member just left. The ladylike girl called her boyfriend to pick her up and said she sprained her ankle. Isn't that girl wicked?"
Hearing stories of girls cheating on their boyfriends without his knowledge and still caring for them was incredibly exciting. I said, "That girl is so secretly horny!"
Didi said, "Yeah, Didi would never be that kind of girl."
After a pause, she breathed seductively in my ear and whispered, "Didi only lets other guys touch her thighs and butt, and you agreed to that, okay?"
I shuddered and ejaculated.
Didi said, "You pervert! Someone touches me, and you masturbate and ejaculate!"
I felt a little ashamed, but it was really exciting.
I still said, "It was just a coincidence, I'm not a pervert."
After I finished, we took a shower together and then fell asleep.
[The End]

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