[Lost his girlfriend playing online games]

I'm 19 years old, a sophomore in college. I'm 165cm tall with long legs and weigh 48kg.

Because my mother is beautiful, I inherited her good looks. I have fair and delicate skin, big eyes, a

small cherry mouth , and exquisite features. My long hair falls over my shoulders. I'd humbly say that I'm probably in the top 5 most beautiful girls in my school.

My 34D breasts make me feel proud yet sometimes shy. I'm my boyfriend's pride. He graduated from university and started

working not long ago.

Our relationship was originally very romantic and happy. Every weekend I would spend time with him and we'd sleep together. I

felt he was lucky to have me. However, our

relationship started to have problems after he became addicted to online games…

At first, my boyfriend was always bullied in the game because of his poor equipment. Plus, since he had just started working, his monthly

salary was basically all gone, leaving no extra money to squander in the game. Later, he came up with a plan:

create a female character and pretend to be a cross-dresser to use his looks to trick rich men in the game into giving him equipment. My boyfriend quickly "

hooked up " with a high-ranking player on the server. Of course, these days rich people aren't stupid; you

can't just create a female character and expect to succeed. The other player demanded "video verification." My boyfriend, wanting the equipment, had to beg

me to video chat with him to impersonate him. I was initially very reluctant, but seeing my lover's attitude, I had no choice but

to agree . I video-chatted with that gang leader, and with my youthful energy and good looks, I quickly won him over.

My boyfriend successfully became that gang leader's wife. He gave her some game currency and some top-tier equipment she

could wear. My boyfriend excitedly told me about this, and I bragged to him, "With me on the case, there's

nothing I can't do!" (∩_∩)o...

Every few days, that gang leader would make another request to my boyfriend, wanting to make a phone call. My boyfriend lied and said he had lost his phone,

but unexpectedly, the gang leader said, "Wife, you've lost your phone, so I'll buy you one. Give me your address and I'll mail it to you."

My boyfriend was pretending to be a transvestite and was initially nervous, but since he didn't earn much money, he couldn't resist the gang leader's material temptations and

gave him my school address and my name. Two days later, I actually received a

package When I opened it, there was a Sony Ericsson W908c inside. My boyfriend and I were very excited. My boyfriend said, "The phone

is a gift to me."

There was also a phone card inside. The boss said he would recharge the card every month, so there was no need

to worry about the phone bill...

Because after playing the game, the boss would call my husband, but my husband was pretending to be a cross-dresser, and he would

definitely be exposed if he called. So he begged me to answer the boss's calls for him and help him deal with it. Every time

, he would wake me up in the middle of the night to answer the phone and chat with his boss. At first, he would listen in, worried that I might

say something wrong, but after talking to the boss a lot, he felt at ease. After that, I would call his in-game

boss every night, sometimes for 2 or 3 hours, until my phone battery died before I hung up. My lover

would go to the computer to play games by himself. The boss was very witty and humorous. Chang's initial aversion

gradually turned into attraction. He seemed mysterious, and one night when he didn't call me

for some reason, I felt a deep sense of loss, like I'd lost something, and I even had insomnia… I couldn't

believe myself…

One day after school, I was about to go to my boyfriend's place when my phone rang. I looked and saw

it was the gang leader calling. He told me he was coming to see me, right outside my school

gate. I was at a loss for words because I often video chatted with him, so he recognized me. As he spoke, a strange yet familiar man stood before me, holding

a bouquet of flowers I instinctively took the flowers,

smelled them, and he asked if I liked them. I nodded and hummed in agreement, then lowered my head shyly. I

was incredibly nervous about this man who had suddenly barged into my life. I pretended to be angry and asked him why he hadn't told

me he was coming. He replied, "I wanted to surprise you, my wife." I'm only 19, and being called "wife" by

a man made my heart race. I then asked him how he found this place. He said

, "I've always remembered the address you gave me when I gave you this phone." He glanced at his watch and said, "It's getting late. Are you hungry? Let's

find somewhere to eat." He took my hand and started to walk away. After a few steps, I felt like a father

holding his daughter's hand because he was old enough to be my father. I'm only 19, and if my classmates saw us, they

'd think I was someone's mistress… I quickly shook off his hand, glared at him, and

said, Don't do this in front of so many people, it's embarrassing." He smiled and nodded, a strange smile that made my heart

race…

After all, I was using the phone he gave me. I had no choice; my online identity was now his wife. I

had to grit my teeth and bear it. I went to dinner with him, and he took me to a five-star hotel. He ordered some very expensive dishes

and opened a bottle of red wine. The atmosphere was wonderful; how could a girl not be moved by such a dinner? Just as we were about to start eating,

my phone rang. I saw it was my boyfriend. I told him I was sorry, I had to take this call. I went to a secluded

spot and answered the phone. My boyfriend asked why I was taking so long; it was already dark. I was about to tell him

what was wrong , but when I heard him typing away on his keyboard while playing a game, I changed

my mind. I casually made up an excuse, saying it was my friend's birthday today, and I was at her house, so I wouldn't be coming. He said, "

Oh, okay, have fun," and then hung up. I put away my phone and returned to the table. My friend asked who had called,

and I said a friend. Then we began our candlelight dinner. While enjoying the delicious food and wine, and listening

to my friend's jokes, I felt truly happy and content.

After a satisfying meal, I got up to leave when my boss suddenly grabbed my hand. I turned back, and he pulled me into his arms, giving me a deep kiss. My face flushed, and before I

could speak

, he said, "Oh my god! You're so beautiful!" Every girl wants to be praised by a man, and I was no

exception. Although I am beautiful, hearing this compliment instantly

dispelled the anger that had just welled up inside me. I couldn't say a word. His eyes were fixed on me, and I looked up at

him. We stared at each other for a few minutes before he spoke again, "I've already booked a room here. Come to

my room and rest. We can have a good talk; I have so much to tell you. I'll take you home later."

He put his arm around my shoulder and walked towards the elevator. I knew very well what the

consequences would be if I went into his room with him, but I was conflicted and my mind was blank and chaotic. My legs

followed . When I came to my senses, I was already sitting in his room...

We sat on the sofa, and he started talking about games, telling me about his "glorious achievements" in the game, how awesome he was, and so on .

Later, he started talking about the equipment he gave me. Since my boyfriend played those games,

I knew absolutely nothing about them. I could only pretend to understand, nodding and smiling obsequiously. It's true what they say, "He

who takes a man's

gift is bound to do his bidding." Listening to him talk about these things made me feel guilty, as if I had lied to him or stolen his things. I was afraid of him. Later, he asked me how I was using the phone he gave me. I said I liked it

and it was pretty good. Suddenly, he "jumped" off the sofa very quickly. I was startled. He put a

"rope" around my neck. I wanted to scream but couldn't. When I came to my senses, I found

a platinum diamond pendant necklace around my neck. He asked me tenderly and affectionately,

"Do you like what I gave you?" In the dim light of the living room, the light emanating from the platinum diamond necklace left me

speechless help but scream with excitement! I think no woman can resist the allure of

jewelry ! Especially since I'm only 19 and had never worn any before.

He heard my scream and got excited too; my scream was the best affirmation of his gift, that his money wasn't wasted…

He suddenly pounced on me, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my face, neck, and earlobes

haphazardly I was aroused too, and at first I tried to push him away, but to no avail. Eventually, I

gave up resisting, letting this man in his forties, old enough to be my father, caress and play with me. Gradually,

his hands became restless, moving from my waist to my breasts. My breasts are too large for one man

to grasp . He exclaimed in surprise when he touched them, "They're so big! You've developed so well, wife…" I told him

not to touch me, not to move. He supported my waist with one hand and my legs with the other, picked me up, and carried me to the bedroom.

I kicked my legs… I tried to pry his arm to make him put me down, but by then it was too late

to stop him. As I was thrown heavily onto the bed, he turned on the bedroom light and quickly

stripped naked in front of me. I covered my face with my hands, too shy to look at him, but I could still see through my fingers that he

pounced on my body like a hungry tiger. He stroked my long, beautiful legs with one hand. Perhaps my

stockings had an effect on him, because he picked up my feet and brought them to his nose to smell. His

warm breath my feet. It was clear he was an expert at handling women. He easily

stripped off my top, revealing my soft breasts encased in a milky-white bra. He also ripped off my skirt.

As he reached for my bra, I quickly tried to stop him with my bare hands, but this only played into his trap

. He grabbed my hands tightly and forced me onto his lap. His large penis was already

erect and pointed at me. Although I was shy, I was still curious to look at his penis.

This was the first time I'd ever seen another man's penis besides my boyfriend's. His penis was about the same length as my boyfriend's, but his

glans was huge. His glans was shaped like a stubbed pencil, while his was like a big mushroom.

Before I could even finish looking at it, his huge penis was already pressed against my lips. I knew he wanted me to suck it for

him; my boyfriend also wanted me to do that, but I'd never agreed. When I had my period,

I always used my hand to help him because I felt it was dirty and I was scared. My mouth had never been inside a man before

, but tonight it looked like I wouldn't be able to. He pressed his penis against my

lips against them. I kept my lips tightly closed to prevent him from entering. He said, "Be a good girl, honey." "Only a good husband will cherish you

, little bunny, open your mouth," he sang to me. I couldn't help but chuckle. His large

glans then took the opportunity to invade my mouth. My tongue was the first to touch

his mushroom-like head. I tried to push it out with my tongue, but instead of getting it out, it stimulated it.

The contact between my tongue and his glans excited him, and he pushed harder on his glans... 3's penis was also

inserted into my mouth. I couldn't stand it anymore. How could he bully me like this? I've never even let anyone

suck my husband's penis, and now he's shoving a stranger's penis into my mouth. I tightly closed my mouth and bit down on his

penis , preventing him from going any further. Maybe because I was in a hurry or used too much force, I heard him scream, "Wife

, have mercy! You're about to bite my manhood off!" I saw that he looked very painful and uncomfortable. I thought to myself, "This

is just me teaching you a lesson, see if you dare to do it again." But then I saw that he really seemed to be in pain, and I

was afraid that biting him would cause more harm, so I slowly loosened my teeth. He said, "Okay, okay, that's right. Don't bite anymore

, or you'll kill me." I believed him and never dared to bite his penis again. Although I loosened

my teeth , he didn't seem to be trying to pull his penis out. Was it stuck in his mouth and

he couldn't pull it out? He also held his penis with his hand. I thought he was going to pull it out, so I

opened my mouth wide . He started to pull his penis out, but just as the glans was about to leave my mouth,

he suddenly thrust it back in. After a few thrusts, I realized he had no intention of pulling out at all. I tightly closed my

mouth again and took his large glans in, preventing him from going any deeper. When he saw me biting his penis again, he

quickly warned me not to use my teeth, saying it would be dangerous. Hearing him say that, I really didn't dare to bite with my teeth. I

could only use my mouth to clamp his glans, preventing him from going in further, and use my tongue to "push" his glans outwards. He, on the other hand,

used his... He forcefully shoved his penis into my mouth, and I realized that without my teeth, my mouth couldn't hold it at all. He always managed

to go in very deep, only to be pushed back in by my tongue. But just as the glans was about to come

out again. This went on for several minutes, and I stole a glance at him. He was

groaning with his mouth open, seemingly enjoying it. That's when I realized that my tongue was useless; my mouth

had become his tool for sexual release, serving him. The thought made me break down. I stopped holding his

penis in my mouth, stopped pushing with my tongue, and let his penis go in and out of my cherry-like mouth. Just as I was getting bored...

Then, he shoved his entire penis into my mouth. Caught off guard, the head of his penis was pressed

against my throat. It was pulled out and immediately pushed back in, repeating this several times. My throat

felt very uncomfortable from his penis thrusting in and out, and I felt like vomiting. Then he grabbed my head with both hands and shoved his entire penis into my mouth

, this time seemingly with no intention of pulling it out. My nose and lips were pressed against his stomach. I

was having difficulty breathing through my nose, and I couldn't breathe through my mouth or throat either. The head of his penis was still pressing against my throat, and I felt like vomiting again. He pressed my head down

hard and inserted his entire penis... It was in my mouth and throat. After about ten seconds, I felt short of breath

and couldn't breathe. My eyes rolled back, and I was so suffocated that my eyes went white. Tears streamed down my face

. I still couldn't breathe. After another ten seconds, I tried to bite his penis with my teeth, but it was too deep in my

throat and I couldn't close my mouth to bite it. I felt so tired and sleepy. Just as I was about to pass out

, he finally let go and pulled his penis out of my mouth. I gasped for air but choked and

coughed for a while. I lay on the bed, tears streaming down my face. I felt like I was just a hair's breadth

away

from dying. He put his penis back in my mouth and thrust in and out for a while. Maybe because my mouth and tongue weren't cooperating, he got bored and pulled it out.

The older brother straddled me, pulled off my bra, grabbed my breasts with both hands, and began

kissing, licking, and biting them. My breasts were my sensitive areas, and with his ministrations, I quickly forgot the humiliation I had just experienced,

moaning softly as I enjoyed his caresses. When he was done with my breasts, he licked down my cleavage with his tongue, then

licked my navel. Then he licked my lower abdomen and pulled down my panties. He buried his nose

in my pubic hair, greedily inhaling my fleshy scent and the unique aroma of a young girl. Then, with a forceful movement, he spread my legs

and buried his head between them, licking my clitoris with his tongue, stroking my inner thighs and calves with his fingers,

slowly moving towards my vulva. He seemed to hear the murmuring water inside, inserting one finger to

probe, and then another. His tongue frantically sucked and licked my clitoris, while his two fingers

churned inside me. He brought me to a climax, making me feel like I was floating on clouds. Under the constant

stimulation of his tongue and fingers, I was already breaking down and couldn't withstand the stimulation. I wanted to escape but couldn't shake him off. In desperation, I

squeezed my legs together, trapping his head between them to make him stop stimulating me. But he didn't stop; his

tongue and fingers continued their mischief. I couldn't bear it any longer. I screamed, and then

the nectar from my lower body gushed out, flowing freely from the entrance. He brought his mouth close and drank it all…

After he brought me to my first orgasm, I was panting heavily, my body covered in fragrant sweat. He was still excited, his large penis, wet with my

nectar aimed at my lower body. His large mushroom-shaped glans rubbed against my entrance a few times, then he thrust

forward with all his might, and his large mushroom-shaped glans instantly disappeared into my lower body. Because his glans was much larger than my boyfriend's

, I could clearly feel the difference as soon as it entered. Plus, my vagina hadn't been used much and I was

young , so it was very tight. Suddenly, his huge size entered, making me feel incredibly good. Luckily

, the lubrication from my orgasm made it easy to pass through, otherwise I would have been in excruciating pain. After he entered, he hit

my cervix immediately, his entire penis submerged in my lower body. He began to slowly thrust in and out, fucking me for 4 minutes…

After 50 thrusts, he flipped me over and put me in the doggy style, my buttocks sticking up for him to fuck. He gently thrust a few times, then suddenly increased the force and

speed, fucking me hard for over 100 thrusts. I was so wet from his fucking that my juices were flowing freely, dripping down my

thighs … He flipped me over again, put my legs on his shoulders, and gently thrust for over 30 times.

Then he put one of my legs down, grabbed one of my feet with both hands, licked my toes with his tongue, and hard

thrust his big cock into my pussy. Based on my experience, my boyfriend usually lasts over 200 thrusts

. He was about to ejaculate after more than ten minutes, especially since he was so fast. After he had his fill of my feet, he finally put

my legs down from his shoulders, then pressed them towards my head, making me into a U-shape.

He held my legs down and pressed them against his body, pounding my tender hole hard with his big cock. My hole

was already soaking wet from his big cock. I felt he was about to ejaculate, so I told him not to ejaculate inside.

He stopped thrusting and laughed, saying, "Ejaculate? This is just the beginning, it's not time yet

." Then... He pressed down on me, kissing my neck and me, while his penis thrust into me. He

put in my mouth and sucked, his penis plunging into my vagina and thrusting hard. Under this stimulation, I had

my third orgasm...

More than half an hour passed, and I had been penetrated by this beast thousands of times. Now I could only moan, completely exhausted,

lying on the bed at his mercy. Every time his penis entered and exited my vagina, I would naturally

let out a seductive moan. He held my legs and thrust for another 20 minutes, finally pressing down on me and starting to

pound. My boyfriend usually ejaculates in about a minute, but he lasted over 10 minutes, thrusting

wildly on top of me. At that moment, I didn't care about getting pregnant from him ejaculating inside me; I just wanted him to

finish quickly. Finally, I felt streams of hot semen gushing out of me, giving me my

sixth orgasm of the night… My God, he fucked me for over an hour, thrusting thousands of times, and I orgasmed six times.

I was completely exhausted from being fucked by him. My boyfriend is nothing compared to him. Later, I found out he

took drugs … When I woke up the next morning ,

I found his penis still inside me. I reached out to pull it out, which

startled him, and he woke up too. We were both naked, and things had come to this point, so there was nothing

to be ashamed of . However, thinking about how he had ravaged me the night before, I pinched him a few times. He came closer and

started being affectionate. Later, he wanted more. Because he had fucked me so hard the night before, my vagina was red and swollen. As

soon as he thrust in and out a few times, I felt pain. I begged him that we couldn't do it today. He said okay,

but I'm so hard now, he'd help me finish. I reached out and gave him a handjob. He said he didn't like hands

and pointed to my mouth. I disagreed, so he said we should do it from below. He said you already sucked me last night,

what's wrong with sucking me again? I had no choice, and thinking about it, I agreed. This time, it was just to make him happy.

After he ejaculated, I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue to lick his glans. Finally, I took it into my mouth and sucked on it. Since it was my first time using my mouth to service a man, I had no skill or experience. After that, I just did whatever he told me to do. He told me

to lick his glans and his testicles, which I did. Finally, he inserted his penis into my

mouth thrust in and out. I opened my mouth to meet his thrusts. Finally, his big penis ejaculated in my mouth.

His penis was warm, and it released hot semen. I tasted it; the taste was indeed strange and not very good

. After he finished ejaculating in my mouth, he pulled out his limp penis. The semen in my mouth flowed down the corners of my mouth

. He looked at me with satisfaction and said that this was the essence of a man, good for beauty, and that eating it would

be good for me. I was skeptical, but I still swallowed it in a few gulps. Then, naively, I asked

if I would get pregnant. He said no…

From that day on, I secretly went on dates with my boyfriend, had meals, and slept with him. My boyfriend slept with

me once a week, and he always used a condom. When my boyfriend held me while we slept, I thought to myself, “Your boss sleeps with your

wife 3 or 4 times a week, and he doesn’t even use a condom…”

My boyfriend finally got the top-of-the-line equipment; he could even access the boss’s account…

One day, the boss asked me out to dinner, and I readily agreed. It was a large table, just the two of us

eating . At the table, the boss took out some photos and placed them on the table. I took them and looked at them. Oh my god, they were all

nude photos of me being fucked. Some showed me with a man’s penis inside my vagina, some with a penis in my mouth, some with semen flowing from my vagina

, some with semen flowing from my mouth, and some with semen all over my face. I

couldn’t bear to look at them. At this moment, the boss spoke up: “You don’t want your husband and friends

to see ?” I was furious and scared. He shouted, “Is that right?” I said yes, I didn’t want anyone to see them, and

I asked for the photos back. He said, “As long as you behave and listen to me, everything will be fine.” "You have to do whatever I say, or

else ... He's already using my nude photos to blackmail me. Now that he has them, I have no choice but

to obey him."

Seeing that I had given in, he grinned lewdly at me and ordered me to crawl under the table and give him oral sex. I

had no choice but to comply, crawling under the tablecloth, unzipping his pants, and pulling out his penis. Then he added

that he hadn't showered for two days and wanted me to lick it clean. I smelled a

stench , but since the photos were in his hands, I had to lick it, no matter how dirty. I stuck out my tongue and endured the stench of urine as I licked

his penis. Soon, with my efforts, his penis grew larger, the glans emerging from the foreskin. Because

he hadn't showered, the filth from his foreskin was also licked into my mouth. The disgust, the taste... I wanted to spit it

out but with his penis inside my mouth, I couldn't. We went outside, and he sat at the table eating. I knelt under the table and gave him oral sex.

In the end , he ejaculated in my mouth. He ejaculated a lot today. To avoid getting semen on his pants, I

had to use my mouth to catch the semen. Even though I opened my mouth wide,

some still spilled out because of the large amount. After helping him put on his underwear and fastening his belt, I crawled out from under the tablecloth with the semen in my mouth and

ran straight to the bathroom. Because there was still some semen on the corner of my mouth, the male waiters who passed by

looked at me with strange eyes. When I got to the bathroom, I vomited, throwing up his semen, the food I had just eaten, and his filth

. I even wanted to throw up everything I had eaten in the past week. I cried all night when I got home…

Later, he got me pregnant. He made me have an abortion, and since I was young, I had no choice but to go. After the abortion, he

told me he knew all along that my husband had lied to him, saying he only gave him the equipment because of my looks, all for

my sake. After that, he stopped contacting me. At the same time, my husband received nude photos of me from him. My husband

broke down and smashed his computer. I had nothing to say, and we broke up. Later, I didn't continue my studies and

started going to bars and nightclubs, beginning my life of drowning my sorrows in alcohol.

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