[My Girlfriend's New Chapter: A Trip to Mount Putuo] (Complete)

In the second semester of my sophomore year, thanks to my handsome appearance, gentle and considerate care

, and unwavering perseverance, I finally defeated numerous suitors and won my girlfriend's heart.

Speaking of my girlfriend, she's quite remarkable.

I remember when freshmen registered, upperclassmen would gather at the school gate,

gossiping . Those with inside information could even rattle off the names and family backgrounds of girls you were interested in.

At that time, there was a constant stream of shuttle buses picking up and dropping off freshmen, but what surprised everyone was that a

stretch Lincoln arrived, with a Shanghai license plate (沪A). What was even more eye-catching was that the girl who got out of the car was stunningly beautiful,

with an angelic face that made it impossible to look away; she was at least 168 centimeters tall,

wearing a white dress that perfectly accentuated her full breasts, and her

straight, shapely legs made her figure even more graceful.

What was remarkable was that her figure was so perfect, and her skin was fair and smooth, without a single scar

, showing that she took excellent care of herself.

As soon as she got off the bus, the group of boys at the school gate forgot to speak, staring blankly at her

beauty . Even after she entered the school gate, some followed her, still unwilling to give up, their eyes glued to her.

When they finally came to their senses, some gossipy individuals began to spread the word, saying that the newly arrived beauty was named Gao Yuanyuan,

nineteen years old, from Shanghai, and her father was the chairman of a well-known large shopping mall in Shanghai.

I immediately thought that with my background, I would definitely have a chance to win her over (my family was also well-off;

I was an only child, and my father was a minister in the Beijing Municipal Transportation Bureau).

I fully expected that a girl from such a privileged background would be spoiled and vain,

so I wasn't very attentive when I first pursued her. But after several encounters, I gradually realized that she wasn't

the kind of girl I imagined, and in fact, she was the type I admired—not only did she have excellent grades, but she was also

honest, not frivolous, and gentle and generous.

So, I immediately changed my attitude, mobilized all my advantages, and eliminated one competitor after another

. After a semester of "fierce resistance," haha, with God's help, I finally got

my wish .

Although we were already boyfriend and girlfriend, after a semester, I still couldn't break through my girlfriend's

physical boundaries, only progressing to kissing, hugging, and touching. Sigh, to be honest, that burning desire kept me up at night

.

Finally, summer vacation arrived, and I found my girlfriend and persuaded her to travel with me. My girlfriend didn't want to

go home, so we made a detailed travel plan, starting from Beijing, going to Qinhuangdao and Qingdao

to see the sea, Hangzhou West Lake, Zhoushan Putuoshan to burn incense, and finally going to Beilun, Ningbo to watch the women's volleyball international match.

Along the way, I tried my best to break through my girlfriend's defenses, but I couldn't succeed.

After enjoying three days at Hangzhou West Lake, my girlfriend and I arrived at

Putuoshan . The luxury bus from Hangzhou to Shenjiamen takes about four hours, including about an

hour by boat. After my girlfriend and I boarded the ship with the other passengers, we found the lounge crowded and very

hot , so we paid extra to go into the deluxe lounge.

The deluxe lounge wasn't large, but the air conditioning was strong, and it had a few sofas and coffee tables. When we went in,

there were only three or four people there, all men. One of them, a dark-skinned, chubby middle-aged man,

stared intently at my girlfriend with his puffy eyes as soon as we entered.

Because it was a trip, and the weather was hot, my girlfriend wasn't dressed as conservatively as she was in school. She wore

a green cotton t-shirt and a denim mini-skirt, revealing her long, white legs.

I glanced at the chubby man and thought: "Sir, save your breath. If you're getting aroused, figure out how to put it out yourself!"

Having been on the bus for almost three hours, my girlfriend and I sat for a while, drank some water, and then

dozed off leaning against each other. My girlfriend's body emitted a faint, sweet fragrance, making me feel all tingly . I

'd only dozed off for a short while, but seeing how soundly she slept, I didn't dare move.

I glanced up and saw that the fat man had somehow moved to my girlfriend's right,

admiring her beautiful legs!

Seeing him like that, my heart started racing; I didn't know why I felt inexplicably excited. I

decided to continue pretending to be asleep, squinting to see what the fat man was up to.

The fat man stared at my girlfriend's fair legs for a while, perhaps getting a little excited, swallowed hard,

and I noticed a bulge in his crotch.

He took a sip of water, and seeing that the others were still asleep, he leaned forward to examine my

girlfriend , confirming we were both asleep, before shifting his gaze to my girlfriend's full breasts. I heard his breathing

become more and more rapid. I saw him extend a fat, hairy hand and gently place it on my girlfriend's breast.

After a moment, seeing that she didn't react, he began to gently stroke it clockwise.

My girlfriend was probably exhausted from playing these past few days and had been on the bus the whole way, so she was still fast asleep, seemingly

unaware of the hand violating her.

Seeing how bold the fat man was, I was momentarily at a loss for what to do. I thought: Oh well, he can't do anything on

the boat . Actually, I've seen similar scenes in adult films, but I

never thought it would happen to my girlfriend; it felt really exciting.

The fat man, while stroking my girlfriend's full, firm breasts, stared at her pure and beautiful

face , seemingly enjoying it. His boldness grew, and I saw him extend his left hand and

stroke my girlfriend's fair thigh.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but curse inwardly: You fat bastard, you're actually getting the treatment I'm giving you, damn

it!

At this point, my girlfriend seemed to sense something and mumbled something, but continued sleeping. The fat man was so startled that his hand

immediately froze. After a while, seeing that neither my girlfriend nor I reacted, he removed his right hand, lifted my

girlfriend's skirt with his left, and slipped his right hand inside her thigh.

I was a little stunned, thinking, "So this is what it means to be utterly audacious!"

The fat man seemed to be an expert, very knowledgeable about women. Although he looked rough, his hands were very

gentle . I fully expected my girlfriend to scream, but the fat man fiddled with her thigh for a long time without...

Seeing that something was wrong with my girlfriend,

the fat, dark-skinned man held his breath, his eyes fixed on her. His hand hovered over her private parts for

a moment before starting to move. My girlfriend was quite sensitive, and although she didn't wake up, she let out

a .

The fat man smiled, licked his lips, and continued to vigorously stroke her vulva with his right hand. Judging

from his actions, he was probably playing with her vagina through her underwear. After

stroking her like this for a few minutes, he took his hand out. I noticed that his short, thick fingers

were wet; it seemed my girlfriend had produced a lot of vaginal fluid.

The fat man put his fingers in his mouth for a while, shook his head, and muttered, "Damn! Such

a chick, how wonderful it would be to have sex with her all night!"

After sucking on the fluid on his fingers, the fat man reached under my girlfriend's skirt again, but this time he was very

careful, glancing at my girlfriend while also looking down at what was under her skirt.

After a while, he put his left hand in as well, and then I heard him mutter to himself, "Damn! Finally

got it in."

I didn't understand what he meant and was wondering what he meant. His arm was still, only

his fingers seemed to be moving, and my girlfriend's brow furrowed, she let out a soft "ooh," and her face flushed. I

immediately understood—this fat bastard had definitely put his fingers inside my girlfriend's vagina!

The fat bastard only played for a short while before my girlfriend's body began to tremble slightly; she probably still thought she was having

a wet dream! At this moment, there was a commotion outside; perhaps we were almost at the dock. The fat bastard glanced at the clock, cursed something

, and reluctantly pulled his hand out. His hand was glistening; my girlfriend must have had a lot of vaginal discharge.

I thought: Thank goodness, nothing serious happened.

I shook my girlfriend to wake her up. She opened her eyes, her face flushed, looking incredibly cute!

"Are we there yet?" my girlfriend asked me, looking completely bewildered; she was probably still lost in her dream!

We took a speedboat from Shenjiamen to Putuoshan, and arrived quickly. My girlfriend and I bought tickets and were about to enter

the mountain gate when several men swarmed around us. They were asking if we needed a guide. I

was both amused and exasperated to see them all being burly men acting as guides.

These guys were all attracted to my girlfriend's pure and sexy appearance, shamelessly circling us, their large

, hairy hands deliberately tugging at her. I clearly saw one rough hand

slap my girlfriend's firm buttocks. Seeing that my girlfriend just clung tightly to me in a flustered manner without getting angry,

he then, when I wasn't looking, rubbed her thigh.

Finally, after getting rid of those male guides, my girlfriend and I freely began our Putuoshan

trip.

Putuoshan is most famous for its Purple Bamboo Forest and the South Sea Guanyin statue. My girlfriend burned incense and prayed to Buddha, looking very

devout . I said a token gesture would be fine, but she smiled and said, "If you're not going to pray, then wait for me. I need to pray for

my family's peace and my parents' health!"

My girlfriend was wearing a miniskirt, and her fair thighs were exposed to the sunlight, attracting

the attention . Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure following behind my girlfriend—it was that chubby, dark-skinned guy again!

Wherever my girlfriend went, that chubby guy followed, sometimes even squeezing in and out of her way when there were crowds, but

my girlfriend didn't notice at all, focused only on praying.

I thought to myself: You burn incense for peace, but I wonder how many people burn incense hoping to become me! Hehe… I'll wait

!

From the Purple Bamboo Grove to the South China Sea Guanyin and then to Puji Temple, we finally finished our prayers. My girlfriend and I then played in the sand and water on

the beach , taking pictures. Because we were having so much fun, my girlfriend didn't even notice the water splashing onto her t-shirt,

revealing her slender and lovely curves. Looking at her innocent face, I really wanted to pounce on her like a hungry tiger.

It was already 4 PM, and my girlfriend and I were getting ready to head back. After resting, we were going to watch the women's volleyball match

in Beilun !

But when we got to the mountain gate, there was a temple there, said to protect you on your journey home. It's said to be very effective, and my girlfriend insisted on

dragging me to burn incense and pray. There weren't many people there, so I told my girlfriend I'd wait for her while we enjoyed the scenery at the temple entrance.

The temple was a traditional courtyard house, with a central courtyard and meditation rooms around it. After my girlfriend went inside, she lit three incense sticks.

Just as she was about to offer them, an old monk with a gray beard said, "Madam, are you praying for peace?" My girlfriend nodded and

said, "Yes!"

The old monk smiled and said, "Praying for peace isn't that simple."

My girlfriend was puzzled and asked, "Then what should I do?"

The old monk said, "Burning incense is only one part. The best thing is to drink holy water and then chant scriptures.

Then Buddha will surely bless you with peace."

My girlfriend said, "Really? But I don't know how. Can you teach me how?"

The old monk nodded, pointed to the incense burner, and said to my girlfriend, "Please offer incense."

Because I was at the temple entrance, I couldn't hear very clearly what the old monk and my girlfriend were saying, but seeing that old

monk , for some reason, I felt uneasy. That old monk had a gray beard, triangular eyes,

wore an old robe, was not tall, and had a face full of wrinkles. He looked to be about sixty or seventy years old,

and gave off a cunning feeling.

After burning incense, the old monk bowed to my girlfriend and said, "Benefactor, please follow me."

My girlfriend asked him, "How long will the chanting take? My boyfriend is waiting for me at the door!"

"Oh, it'll take about half an hour. No problem, I'll go tell him."

As he spoke, my girlfriend and the old monk walked towards me. "You're this lady's boyfriend, right? She's going to

chant for protection; it'll take about half an hour. You wait here for her! Remember, you mustn't interrupt the chanting, otherwise

it won't have any effect. So, please don't barge in, okay?"

I looked at my girlfriend and said, "No need for chanting, just burning incense is enough." Seeing my girlfriend's pleading face,

I sighed, "Okay, hurry up!"

My girlfriend immediately smiled, came over and kissed me, saying, "You're so sweet, waiting here for me!" I nodded.

Watching my girlfriend and the old monk go inside, I thought to myself, that old monk's pretentious act must be no good.

He doesn't want me to see, but I'm determined to see! So I quietly followed them.

The old monk led my girlfriend to a meditation room in a side courtyard, then went to another room to fetch a bowl of water.

He gave it to my girlfriend and casually closed the door.

I quickly went out and finally managed to get around to the back of the meditation room. There was a window there, and I saw that

my girlfriend had just finished drinking the bowl of water. She frowned and said, "Why does this holy water taste a bit bitter?"

The old monk said, "Hehe, you don't know, this holy water contains rainwater, dew, herbs, and so on. If it weren't

for your eagerness for peace, ordinary people wouldn't be able to drink it. Alright, please take off your shoes and get on the meditation couch."

Actually, the so-called "meditation couch" was just a bed with a felt mat, a pillow, and a quilt.

It seemed to be where the old monk usually rested while chanting scriptures.

My girlfriend took off her shoes and got on the bed, and the old monk followed suit.

"Please do as I do."

The old monk sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed facing the wall, and my girlfriend followed suit and sat down facing the wall as well.

As a result , the denim miniskirt she was wearing slipped up to her thighs, looking incredibly tempting.

The old monk then stood up, squatted behind my girlfriend, and took her hands, saying, "Put your hands together,

close your eyes. Yes, relax your whole body, relax your shoulders, back, and waist." As he spoke, his withered hands

kneaded my girlfriend's shoulders and back, finally placing his hands on her waist.

My girlfriend was usually most afraid of me kneading her waist, and now that the old monk was kneading her, she bit her lip,

trying hard not to make a sound.

After kneading for a while, seeing that my girlfriend didn't resist, the old monk leaned closer, pressing his body against my girlfriend's back,

and whispered in her ear, "That's right, relax your whole body, clear your mind, have Buddha in your heart, and

the world . Silently repeat what I said in your heart."

The old monk's voice was already soft, and speaking in my girlfriend's ear seemed like he was deliberately breathing into her ear

. This, combined with his movements on my girlfriend's waist, seemed to arouse her desire to the point of no

return ; her face flushed, and her breathing became rapid.

The old monk sensed the change in my girlfriend's body, and his hands, which had been gripping her waist, became even more adept at massaging

her sensitive acupoints. Slowly, I saw my girlfriend's body soften, and she leaned against the old monk

.

I was a little puzzled; how could my girlfriend have been seduced to this extent so easily by the old monk? Usually, she was very

firm in stopping me from going any further.

Just as I was wondering, the old monk had already moved his hands up from my girlfriend's waist, directly touching and kneading

her full breasts. My girlfriend had her eyes closed, and she was moaning, seemingly saying no. This

made my blood boil, and my little brother suddenly sprang to life.

After touching her for a while, the old monk said, "This imported stuff is really good;

it's really !" Now I realized that my girlfriend had been drugged by the old monk!

"Damn! This chick is top-notch! To be able to enjoy such a gem in my old age, I've truly

lived a worthwhile life ." The old monk seemed quite pleased with himself, and his hands tightened their grip, causing his girlfriend to cry out.

"Haha! The chick can't take it anymore?" The old monk simply pulled off his girlfriend's t-shirt, revealing

her white, satin-like skin and her black lace bra.

In the meditation room, an old monk was holding a young and beautiful girl wearing only a bra—the scene

was truly unimaginable!

Holding his girlfriend's smooth and soft body, the old monk chuckled, his left hand pushing up

the bra , looking at his girlfriend's round, full, and delicate breasts, he swallowed hard and began to knead them without restraint;

while his right hand naturally moved to his girlfriend's smooth thighs, pulling aside her lace panties, and playing with her

fresh and youthful, alluring vulva.

After playing like this for a while, the old monk laid his now powerless girlfriend down on the bed, removed her

bra , denim miniskirt, and black lace panties, admired her perfect naked body

for a moment, and then caressed her entire body with his withered hands, saying, "Smooth, so smooth, this chick is fucking

amazing!"

After saying that, the old monk got off the bed, went into the inner room, and took out a portable video camera, apparently to

film his girlfriend's naked body. His girlfriend's face was already flushed, her eyes were closed, and she was moaning softly. Seeing my

usually quiet and generous girlfriend like this was unbelievable.

I thought, maybe this old monk was just playing around, and couldn't really do anything; he's so old, he probably

can't do anything anyway. I'll just have to see!

The old monk had already removed his robes and white underwear; his thin body seemed to be nothing but bones. He

climbed onto the bed, carefully filming his girlfriend from head to toe with a video camera. He then spread her legs and

filmed a close-up of her vulva, followed by several lewd poses.

After filming, he glanced at the wall clock and said to his still-dazed girlfriend, "Little beauty, can't wait, can

you? Grandpa Monk will give you a good time soon. Haha!" I then noticed that his large penis

was already erect, seemingly bigger and darker than mine.

The old monk spread his girlfriend's long, slender legs, revealing her pink, cherry-like vulva, and his old

mouth mercilessly approached, "slurping" as he ate the clear love juice flowing from her. His girlfriend couldn't help

but moan again, the sound so arousing that I pulled out my own large penis and began to masturbate it incessantly.

"This little girl is quite sensitive!" the old monk said, vigorously kneading his girlfriend's soft, firm

breasts with both hands, occasionally pinching her cute, pink nipples while kissing her cherry-like lips,

sucking out her soft, delicate tongue and sucking it back and forth in his mouth.

The girlfriend seemed like a different person; her long, slender legs clamped around the old monk's thin legs, her snow-white buttocks

wriggling back and forth, her hands stroking his wrinkled back.

"What? Really can't wait? Want my big cock?" The old monk looked at his girlfriend's perfectly sculpted

face, one hand sliding down her flat, smooth abdomen to her clitoris, expertly

stroking it. This time, the girlfriend couldn't take it anymore; her mouth opened, but no sound came out, as if she were frozen in place.

The old monk licked his girlfriend's flushed face, chuckled lewdly, and climbed off her. He knelt

before her snow-white thighs, lifted her buttocks with his hands, and casually pulled a sweaty pillow underneath.

He lifted his girlfriend's two long, shapely legs, supporting them with his shoulders, and rubbed his thick, dark penis against her pink vulva.

Soon, his penis was covered in her juices. Then, he parted her tight, beautiful

vulva , placing the head of his penis against her virgin opening. Her fresh, pink vulva tightly enveloped

the head of his penis.

The old monk hugged his girlfriend's soft waist and slowly pressed his hips forward. His penis was already

entering her fresh vulva, and her juices were flowing out.

Just as I was about to stop him, he suddenly stopped. "Why

can't it go in? Is this chick still a virgin? Hehe, I'm lucky! Damn it, I'll fuck you to death, you little

slut!"

I saw the old monk was about to get serious, and I knew I couldn't let this lecherous old man take advantage of my girlfriend. Just as I was about to

shout, I suddenly heard a soft "click" from the right side of the meditation room. I turned my head and saw a large head

flash by in the right-hand window. It seemed someone was watching this incredibly stimulating pornographic scene unfold, and I felt like

I'd seen that person somewhere before; they looked very familiar.

As I was pondering this, I heard my girlfriend let out an "Oh!" I looked down and saw the old monk's huge penis completely

inserted into her fresh virgin vagina. A trickle of virgin blood

flowed out with each thrust, mingling with my girlfriend's vaginal fluids.

The old monk seemed to be on some kind of aphrodisiac; seeing the traces of blood, he thrust harder and harder, making "

smack , smack" sounds. My girlfriend was moaning and groaning; the scene was incredibly lewd!

My blood rushed to my head, and I thought: "Fuck you!" A moment of carelessness, and it was too late for regrets

.

But even thinking that, I couldn't handle the stimulation. After all, it was the first time I'd ever seen someone having

sex , and the woman was my beloved girlfriend! My hand-stroking of my penis quickened, and when I saw

my girlfriend's breasts trembling from the impact, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated.

Looking around the room, I saw that the old monk, being older, was sweating after only a few minutes. My girlfriend was also

covered in fine beads of sweat from excitement, making her look even more sexy.

The old monk was probably tired, and finally couldn't resist climbing on top of my girlfriend and continuing to thrust. His scrotum slammed against

her wet vulva, his flat chest pressing against her full breasts, his eyes fixed on her face, which was

exceptionally .

After a while, I heard the old monk groan, then his large penis thrust violently a few more times, his body

shuddered, and he lay motionless on top of my girlfriend. I knew that the old man had definitely finished and ejaculated

into my dear girlfriend's uterus.

The old monk lay on top of my girlfriend for a while, then got up, put on his clothes, opened my girlfriend's bag, took out her

ID card and student ID, took out her phone and took it into the inner room, then put it back in her bag after a while. Then he fetched some water from

the inner room and splashed it on his girlfriend's face, patting her flushed cheeks as she said, "Get up, little beauty,

do you still want me to do you?"

His girlfriend seemed still dazed, covering her head with her hands, her eyes open, not knowing what was happening,

she asked, "What's wrong? Was I asleep?" Suddenly seeing the old monk leering at her, she realized she was completely

naked .

His girlfriend cried out, covering her full, white breasts with one hand and pointing at the old monk with the other, saying,

"You...you...what did you do to me?"

Seeing his girlfriend on the verge of tears, the old monk calmly took out a video camera, turned it on, and handed it to her, saying,

"Take a look for yourself!" His girlfriend took it and watched for a while, then covered her face and cried.

The old monk touched his girlfriend's breast and said, "Don't cry, what's the use of crying? You

enjoyed yourself , didn't you? Gao Yuanyuan."

Upon hearing this, his girlfriend looked at the old monk in surprise, tears still streaming down her face. "Hehe, let me tell you, I 've already written down

your name, ID number, hometown, university, age, and phone number. You'd better behave, understand? Otherwise, I'll distribute your explicit photos everywhere, and you think about what the consequences will be?" 　　His girlfriend had never experienced anything like this before, especially because of her family background; she was very concerned about her image. So, with a tearful voice, she said, "Please, let me go this once! You've already ruined me, please don't let my family and classmates know, okay?" 　　"That depends on what you do, understand? Let me tell you, you're not allowed to change your phone number, you can't hang up on me, and you have to listen to me. If you don't, you know the consequences." His girlfriend nodded . 　　The old monk helped his girlfriend get dressed, then said to her, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with sex. If you think about it, it's just a kind of pleasure. If you understand this later, you'll have to thank me! Haha... Come on, little beauty , give me a kiss." As he spoke, the old monk reached between his girlfriend's legs and began to grope her. The girlfriend didn't dare to resist, her face too shy to lift, only moaning softly. 　　After a while, the old monk seemed to be aroused by my lovely girlfriend again. He pushed his naked girlfriend next to the bookshelf in the meditation room, making her face away from him, and patted her snow-white, round buttocks. Seemingly finding the feeling again, he quickly pulled out his battle-hardened penis, aimed it at his girlfriend's wet, sweet little hole, because there was still some of the old monk's semen inside her. His big cock slid in effortlessly. 　　My girlfriend, having just lost her virginity to this old monk, was still a little sore in her lower body after the effects of the drug wore off . She couldn't help but let out a soft "Oh!" as the old monk thrust in and out, her body going limp and trembling involuntarily. 　　"You little slut, it's a waste not to fuck you! Such nice tits and a tender cunt, how can I let time slip by !" the old monk lewdly said as he fucked her. My girlfriend seemed to be aroused , closing her eyes and moaning softly, as if she were intoxicated. 　　"I told you, no one doesn't love this, just look at your wanton appearance. Many men will fuck you in the future, but don't forget I'm your first man! Hahaha..." 　　the old monk said, while his lower body worked incredibly hard, knowing time was running out. Each time, he thrust his huge cock completely into my girlfriend's tender little hole, the "slap slap" sound driving me crazy.

I wanted to have my way with my girlfriend with that old monk.

"Alright, hurry up and get out of here. If it weren't for the time, I'd definitely do it to you again. Consider this

a souvenir, after all, it's your first time! Hehe..." The old monk patted my girlfriend's snow-white buttocks and

casually picked up her panties, stuffing them into his pocket.

Seeing this, I quickly ran to the temple gate and sat down, pretending nothing had happened.

After a while, I saw the old monk come out with my girlfriend. She kept her head down, not saying a word. The old monk

bowed to her and said, "Amitabha, female benefactor, you have high wisdom and are destined to be with Buddha. I hope you will come often in the future."

In my heart, I cursed: You old bald monk, you're not satisfied even after getting what you want! I grabbed my girlfriend and left.

In the rush, she unbuttoned one button of her denim miniskirt, revealing the plump skin of her snow-white buttocks. I shook my

head, still cursing myself.

Looking back, I saw the fat, dark-skinned man I'd met in the ship's lounge on the way here following us.

My heart skipped a beat; I remembered—this was the other person spying on the meditation room!

He'd been following us all day; he wasn't exactly a good guy either. I'd better be careful on the road.

[The End]

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