roommate's girlfriend

Today I'll tell you the story of how my girlfriend and I got together. My girlfriend was born in 1994, is 165cm tall, weighs around 49kg, has a 34C bust, and is definitely considered beautiful. She also has a cheerful and lively personality, isn't pretentious at all, and is the kind of easygoing and approachable girl. Of course, she has her flaws, but I won't go into them here :) So my girlfriend once told me that she had many suitors and several boyfriends in college.

As for me, while I wouldn't call myself handsome, I have a good physique, 189cm tall, and quite fit. At that time, we had just graduated from college and planned to stay in the city where our university was located to develop our careers. To save money, we decided to rent an apartment with one of our best friends from our college dorm. After a lot of searching, we finally found a cozy three-bedroom apartment with convenient transportation. My roommate and I lived in one room and decided to rent out the other two. At the time, my roommate and I were both single, partly because we thought we could share the rent, and partly because we might find some pretty female roommates. Not long after we posted the rental ad, one of the larger rooms was booked by a young couple. Like us, they were starting out in this city, struggling to make a living. Sharing an apartment could save on living costs and also provide a fulfilling cohabitation experience (I'm guessing). A while later, one afternoon I came home and saw a pair of beautiful high heels on the floor. I could hear my roommate talking to a girl inside. That was the first time I met my girlfriend, though she wasn't my girlfriend then. She was there to look at the apartment, and my roommate was showing her around. I was immediately captivated by her; I still remember her. It was summer, and she was wearing a large, slightly see-through white t-shirt, revealing a hint of her dark underwear. She wore very short denim shorts, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, her legs mostly exposed, with a small glimpse of her buttocks. She had a fantastic figure, clearly exercised regularly, and was definitely a beauty. We greeted each other politely. When my girlfriend learned that the other room belonged to a couple, she decisively booked it too (apparently, her roommate, seeing how pretty she was, had secretly lowered the rent). After the pretty girl left, my roommate and I started joking around. Having such a beautiful roommate felt like our spring had arrived, and we started praising her figure.

Not long after, my girlfriend moved in, and we'd occasionally bump into each other in the living room and chat. It turned out she had also come to this city alone to pursue her career. After graduating from university, she worked as an assistant at a company, and she had a boyfriend who was a junior manager there. Time passed slowly. I'd seen her a few times after showering, wearing pajamas, her hair wet, sometimes without a bra. Although I couldn't see through the pajamas, I could clearly see her nipples. My roommate and I would fantasize about it. My girlfriend also brought her boyfriend home to stay overnight a few times. Her boyfriend wasn't very tall and seemed much older than her. Every time he came, we could hear them making love at night. Although she tried to keep her voice down, the apartment was small, so we could still hear her moans. Every time I heard it, I got hard, and I envied the guy. After all, she was beautiful, and exactly my type. Actually, without realizing it, I had already fallen for her a little, but since she had a boyfriend, I didn't think much of it.

About six months passed like this. One evening after work, my roommate and I were playing online games in the living room, and it was almost midnight. We heard the sound of someone searching for keys at the door, and it took a long time to open it. A strange woman helped my girlfriend in; it was obvious she was drunk. The woman explained something and then helped my girlfriend back to her room before leaving a while later. My roommate and I continued playing, since the next day was the weekend. While we were playing, my girlfriend's door suddenly opened, and I saw her rushing into the bathroom wearing only her underwear. I wanted to check on her, but considering she was only wearing underwear, I didn't dare. Later, I realized I was too naive. Instead, my roommate got up and knocked on the door to ask what was wrong. After a while, my girlfriend opened the door, covering her chest with her hands, and walked out, clearly unsteady. So my roommate helped her back to her room, and as he did so, he winked at me. About ten minutes passed, and my roommate still hadn't come out. I lost interest and just listened quietly to the sounds coming from inside. Sure enough, after a while, I heard my girlfriend moaning. This time it was different from before; she wasn't being held down, probably because she was drunk. My heart sank. I was filled with regret. The thought of my goddess's body being penetrated by my roommate made me incredibly hard.

The next day, I went out to lunch with my roommate. He told me what had happened the night before. Apparently, after helping his girlfriend inside, he stayed by her side. She seemed very sad and kept crying. Later, I found out that she had broken up with that guy. My roommate comforted her, but of course, he just wanted to have sex with her. Back in college, my roommate was a master at picking up girls. He even showed me some photos he had taken. One was of my girlfriend lying naked on the bed. Her breasts were really big, and even lying down, they were still very perky. Her areolas weren't big, they were pink, and her nipples were very small. You could even see her abs; she definitely kept working out. My girlfriend's genitals were smooth and clean, without any pubic hair. It was clear she took good care of them. The second photo showed her lying down with her eyes closed, legs spread in an M-shape, her vulva fully exposed—a butterfly-shaped opening that I really love, very pink and already somewhat moist. The next photo showed my roommate rubbing her breast with one hand while penetrating her. He showed it to me, boasting about how great it felt and how tight it was. (I haven't mentioned this before, but that night, due to unplanned circumstances, my roommate hadn't prepared a condom, and my girlfriend had drunk quite a bit, so he ejaculated inside her. She probably took an emergency contraceptive the next day, but I can't verify that, and I didn't feel comfortable asking her after we got together.) Besides excitement, I also felt sorry for her and wanted to take care of her.

Life returned to normal afterward; we both went to work during the day and did our own things at night. Since my girlfriend came home after work, we spent more time together. As we talked, I discovered she was a very kind girl. She came from a good family but still worked hard on her own, not materialistic at all. She broke up with her boyfriend because he cheated on her. After that one time with her roommate, he said he never did it again. My girlfriend also made it clear to her that she was upset about the breakup that day and drank too much, which led to the encounter. I also learned from my roommate that he was just playing around. I was conflicted at the time, since my girlfriend had slept with my roommate, and he was a very good friend of mine, like a buddy. But I was attracted to my girlfriend's cheerful, lively, and easy-going personality, and I realized I had fallen in love with her. After much deliberation, I decided to pursue her.

I pursued her for over two months, and then she confessed to me that she and my roommate had slept together once, but she didn't mention internal ejaculation; I felt she was still holding back. However, I told her I didn't mind, that it was all in the past, and that I truly loved her. She was probably moved by my pursuit, so she agreed to be my girlfriend, and we got together. Later, my girlfriend felt a bit awkward because of what she had done with her roommate. So, after saying goodbye to my roommate, my girlfriend and I found a new two-bedroom apartment to live together. Although my roommate was a bit of a playboy in college, he was genuinely good to his friends and very honest. He understood

after I told him this. I never asked him if he had deleted the photos, and I couldn't bring myself to ask. But knowing him as I do, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't… Even though we moved out, my girlfriend and I still invite our roommate over on weekends. After all, friends are important in a city that isn't our hometown. My girlfriend gradually became familiar with him, and the awkwardness disappeared; they became like good buddies. We let bygones be bygones. Now, more than a year has passed.

This is my story with my girlfriend. It's unbelievable, but it's 100% true. My writing skills are limited; I just wanted to share it. Please don't criticize me. Thank you

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