[Girlfriend goes out for training]

While I'm abroad, I can maintain my relationship with my girlfriend, but some unwanted

attention has started to appear around her.

Last week, she went on a training trip out of town with a male colleague and only returned the day before yesterday. However,

I haven't received a call from her by the scheduled time, and I'm very worried.

To be honest, I felt uncomfortable when I heard she went out alone with another male colleague. He's

about our age, and I've known him before back in China. Frankly, because there aren't many people our age

in , and we work in the same office, my girlfriend and he have a relatively good relationship.

I called her home several times before she answered. She seemed a little groggy, as if she had just woken up,

but she was still happy to hear from me. She said she had just returned and had gone home to sleep because she gets carsick.

Then I asked her how her trip went. 　　After chatting for a while, I teased her, "Your male colleague must take good care of you. Have you

two gone out together?" 　　She giggled and said, "Of course! We go out every day when we have free time. I'd be so bored ." 　　Although I felt a little jealous, I still deliberately asked, "Has he been unfaithful to you? Hey, you're so pretty , he must have had all sorts of ideas." 　　My girlfriend paused for a moment and said, "Well, sometimes when the road is hard to walk on, he helps me up..." 　　"Hey, don't worry, I'm not jealous. The key is feelings. As for being taken advantage of physically, you know I don't mind." I hoped to get more information out of her. 　　"You really don't mind? What if I told you he hugged me, or even worse?" My girlfriend asked, half-jokingly and half-seriously. 　　"It's okay, I'd mind if you didn't tell me. Tell me, I'll listen to your story." 　　Under my subtle prompting, my girlfriend began to recount some rather inappropriate things that happened . 　　************************************************************************** 　　My girlfriend's biggest problem is that she gets carsick easily. According to her, she felt dizzy shortly after leaving home, swaying unsteadily in the car, and naturally leaned against her male colleague sitting next to her. 　　She didn't think anything of it, but for the man beside her, it was certainly arousing. A beautiful girl was leaning against his shoulder, and with a slight glance, he could see her fair, soft breasts and cleavage… 　　My girlfriend said she leaned like that for about ten minutes until she felt less uncomfortable, even quite comfortable , and continued to pretend to sleep. However, at this moment, her colleague quietly put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to . 　　My girlfriend was very curious because her colleague also had a girlfriend, and they had a good relationship. My naive girlfriend absolutely didn't think he would do anything to her, so she didn't think much of it. 　　However, she was wrong. After placing his hand on my girlfriend's waist, he only paused briefly before slowly moving it downwards. At this point, my girlfriend sensed something was wrong, but she didn't know what to do . 　　In that moment of hesitation, the man's hand had already reached onto his girlfriend's soft buttocks... 　　His girlfriend said that she felt the heat of the man's palm seep through her jeans, as if he were directly caressing her thigh. She tensed up instantly, but dared not move, hoping her colleague wouldn't do anything further. 　　Her colleague didn't immediately move, but slowly rubbed her thigh back and forth, which quickly relaxed her, allowing her to enjoy the ambiguous feeling. 　　Just as she was about to fall asleep in this massage-like sensation, she suddenly felt a chill in her lower body. Her belt and zipper had been unzipped by her colleague at some point, and cool air entered between her legs. What terrified her even more was that along with the air, the man's left hand also entered! 　　There weren't many people on the long-distance bus, and knowing his girlfriend suffered from severe motion sickness and was very shy, the man brazenly rubbed her mons pubis, rubbing her pubic hair with his fingertips through her underwear. 　　It was obvious the girl leaning on his shoulder had woken up. Her slightly trembling body and rapid breathing suggested she was forcibly holding back, but also implied further action was possible. His right hand brazenly caressed the junction of her thighs and buttocks beneath her full, soft buttocks, while his left hand gradually and forcefully rubbed her genitals, slowly expanding the area… 　　Through her cotton panties, he could feel her genitals becoming increasingly wet, her legs no longer as tightly closed as before… His left hand slid down, immediately sinking into her warm, moist opening. Even through her panties , her vagina was already secreting a large amount of fluid. This was probably the reaction to not being penetrated for months ! 　　At the same time, her most sensitive area was suddenly violated, and his girlfriend instinctively squeezed her thighs together, causing the man's fingers to penetrate even deeper into her vagina… 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　“ 　　Want to hear more?” Just as he was getting so excited his nose was about to bleed, his girlfriend suddenly asked. 　　"Sure! It's nothing really. I told you before, you can try other people. The key is feelings , the heart! The body doesn't matter." 　　"So you're disappointed? I didn't expect XXX to be so bad, actually touching me inappropriately , so I didn't react at first. Don't think I'm telling the truth." 　　"Fine! You lied to me!!" 　　"I didn't lie. I won't tell you what's true and what's false, you guess for yourself." 　　"Anyway, it's true he touched you." 　　"You really don't mind?" 　　"Yes!" 　　"What if... what if I slept with her?" 　　"Really?" 　　"No!" 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　... 　　And so, I chatted and laughed with my girlfriend on the phone, listening to her start telling me what happened next...

(Authenticity: 80%)

Part 2:

Actually, although my girlfriend was momentarily careless and her male colleague groped her, she immediately sat away when he

tried to go further and put his hand inside her underwear.

Of course, the situation was very awkward for both of them, so they didn't speak on the way home

and went to their respective rooms after getting off the bus.

My girlfriend shared a room with a female teacher from another school, and the two quickly became acquainted.

Being out of town, my girlfriend didn't have many places to go, so that evening she and her roommate went

to a dance party organized by various schools that were also there for training.

To be honest, my girlfriend hadn't danced since she met me (because I can't dance), so she was naturally very excited that

night because it was a rare opportunity!

Surrounded by a group of middle-aged female school staff, my beautiful and lovely 24-year-old girlfriend naturally became the focus of

men's invitations. According to her description, she sat there for almost fifteen minutes without anyone inviting her,

and she was feeling quite frustrated. Little did I know that I would be invited by men from different schools almost continuously, and

we would dance until midnight. By the time I got home, I was too tired to walk.

"Hmm, what kind of dance are you doing? Is it just one hand on your shoulder and the other around your waist,

swaying back and forth like that?"

"Idiot, that's a woman's move. A man holds the woman's hand and puts his other hand around her

waist."

"Oh! I got hugged again!"

"Didn't you say you didn't mind?"

"Hey, you have to dance with me next time, then I'll feel better. By the way, with so many men dancing with you, are

any of them being naughty?"

"Hmph, here we go again! You think everyone's as unruly as you? Everyone else is pretty well-behaved, dancing is just

dancing..."

After a pause, the girlfriend continued, "But... maybe it's different from how students used

to , several of them put their hands in really weird places while dancing. And a few times the dance hall

turned off all the lights, and when it was completely dark, those men basically stopped dancing and just hugged me really tightly, sticking right up to

me..."

"Hey, can you explain in more detail? Hmm, it'd be better if you exaggerated a bit, I want to hear how you guys dance."

"Here we go again... You're such a pervert!"

After a few playful insults, my girlfriend slowly recalled the scene:

At first, a few younger male instructors asked her to dance—standard

ballroom dances . My girlfriend said she only got used to them after a few.

Then a man in his twenties came. My girlfriend assumed he was one of the instructors at the training session, so she quickly

accepted the invitation. But as soon as they entered the dance floor, instead of holding her waist, he placed his hand on her

buttocks. My girlfriend immediately sensed something was wrong, but she couldn't push him away, so she just kept dancing. However, the music

slowed down, and the man's grip tightened, pulling my girlfriend closer to him.

Her breasts were pressed tightly against his body. My girlfriend panicked, trying to push him away,

but she couldn't budge him. But this was just the beginning. The man stopped holding my girlfriend's hand,

his left arm tightly around her, while his right hand suddenly slid down from her buttocks, reaching between her legs.

The weather was already warm, and the only barrier between the man's hand and the woman's private parts was the thin

fabric and a small pair of underwear. Before my girlfriend could even cry out, the man

tightened his grip on her arm with his left hand, the immense pressure on her chest preventing her from making a sound; his right hand, meanwhile, was roughly kneading between her legs with

his middle finger .

The man's movements were quite rough, almost rubbing my girlfriend's genitals with his entire palm. However,

this directly touched my girlfriend's most sensitive clitoris.

Almost reflexively, my girlfriend let out a short moan, and

her genitals, which had been stimulated by her colleague on the bus, quickly became wet. Clearly, the man's hand also sensed the girl

's reaction; the warm, moist feeling in his palm confirmed this.

My girlfriend couldn't break free from the man's arms; her entire body was pressed tightly against him. The man was

clearly experienced; he forcefully pressed my girlfriend's buttocks against his groin with his right hand, pressing her genitals tightly against

his crotch, separated only by a thin fabric.

My girlfriend was completely bewildered and could only wait for the music to end so she could escape this situation. However,

what followed was even more outrageous. Suddenly, she felt a tingling, numbing sensation in her most sensitive area. The man's fingers had already located

the approximate location of my girlfriend's clitoris, and he was kneading it with his large hand through her pants.

Stimulated in her most sensitive spot, my girlfriend trembled all over. Intense pleasure

surged , and combined with the lingering effects of the teasing she had experienced on the bus that morning, my girlfriend's body went limp, and

she clung tightly to the man.

The man was caught off guard by the woman's sudden and intense reaction. Seeing my girlfriend's

eyes tightly shut, desperately trying to suppress her moans, he knew she was lost in ecstasy. He became even more

brazen kneading her soft buttocks and thighs, taut with pleasure…

Her private parts were being fiercely attacked by a stranger, yet her body seemed to be unable to control itself, gradually

responding to him. Her legs slowly parted, pressing his thighs tightly against her genitals, her clitoris

swelling and becoming engorged through her pants…

Her body, deprived of penetration for months, finally couldn't withstand the onslaught of pleasure. Like during sex, my

girlfriend rubbed her wet mons pubis against his legs, wildly enjoying the rare,

soft sensation…

…

“Why did you stop talking?” my girlfriend suddenly fell silent. I quickly asked.

“…What I said earlier, do you think it was true or false?” she suddenly asked.

"It's fake, right? You're lying to me again."

"...What if it's true?"

"What? You really would do that, and even cooperate with others?"

"...I wouldn't...but the dance hall was really chaotic. There were a few people I thought were from school, but..."

" It was someone from outside. When we were dancing, he kept holding me very tightly, and his hands were all over me. I couldn't get away, and

luckily I was wearing long pants, otherwise it would have been troublesome."

"So how did you feel?" "

...So-so. Some people's cigarette smell was too strong, which was very uncomfortable... When one person was pressed against me,

so tightly, I could feel his penis getting hard. He kept pressing against me like that, and I was so scared..."

...

(60% accuracy)

Hehe, to be honest, this is definitely not fiction. When my girlfriend and I chat on the phone, we

often have very taboo topics. For example, the other day I told her that I dreamed that I and several other people gang-raped her, and she actually

said she could understand since I was too depressed being alone. Then I started describing to her how I gang-raped

her with other people...

Making such a long-distance call isn't a waste, right?

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