My Aquarius Girlfriend (February 3rd) Author: sire

Author: sire
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My Aquarius Girlfriend (Part Two)

An Aquarius girlfriend seems too troublesome, so I'll just call her Ping'er from now on.

However, Ping'er's personality traits are exactly as those of an Aquarius woman.

In a daze, I walked to Ping'er's and my love nest, picked up my
key opened the door... As

soon as I opened the door, a wave of sweat, fishy smell, and urine wafted out.

Although I hadn't been home for several months, it was still too
unhygienic ...? I was still wondering.

But when I turned on the light! The crumpled tissues and a few yellow water stains all over the floor left me dumbfounded.

However, what surprised me even more was the used Durex condoms all over the floor and the sexy lingerie I had given Ping'er!
This scene was completely out of place with my modern and clean home...

It seems that our home is also a battlefield between her and the landlord.

I endured the stench and bent down to pick up a condom from the floor.

It was still damp outside…

Even though Aquarius women are known for their fickleness… surely not this outrageous!?

Hearing slipper footsteps on the stairs, I quickly and quietly closed the door, then hid in
the corridor leading to the back door, peering along the wall to see who was approaching.

Thank goodness! It was my Aquarius!

She was wearing the landlord's white oversized shirt, and not a single button was fastened! Oh… no,
the button around her navel seemed to be fastened, barely covering her two snow-white breasts. The white shirt, soaked with
Aquarius's sweat, had become quite transparent, and although her breasts weren't large,
her pink nipples were faintly visible beneath the slightly damp shirt.

Even though the shirt wasn't completely soaked, the unique lines of her breasts were clearly visible in
the shirt 's breast pockets. Her pink beach shorts clung tightly to her buttocks, revealing the roundness of her little
bottom without reservation. Wait, there was a slight flaw—
a small bulge appeared on the rounded area… As I wondered what that thing was, Ping'er
reached and pulled them up a couple of times…

It turned out that her blue and white cotton underwear, rolled up like a pretzel, hadn't even been flattened before she put it on!
Pulling it up would have been better, as it soaked the
already damp underwear onto her thin beach shorts, making the shape and stripes of her underwear immediately visible… Ugh,
what kind of behavior is this? If a neighbor's man came out right now, wouldn't he be completely exposed?!

"You! Don't move! I've noticed you since just now, what are you doing hiding here?!" A deep
voice came from behind me.

Originally feeling unwell and almost collapsed—no, completely collapsed—Ping'er was startled by the sudden
sound and hurriedly buttoned up her clothes one button at a time! The blush on her face deepened
...

"Oh~ Isn't this Miss Ping'er's boyfriend!? Why are you back so soon?"

Turning around, I saw a middle-aged man in a security guard uniform. But then again...
when did our apartment building get a security guard?

"How did you know I'm Ping'er's boyfriend? Have we met before?" I really didn't remember seeing this
security guard anywhere.

"Honey... why are you back... and why didn't you tell me beforehand~" Ping'er pounced on me
, wrapping her arms around my back. Since Ping'er wasn't wearing a bra, I could clearly feel her nipples pressing against my chest
through her shirt…

“Ping'er~ I just got off the boat, and I'm only just getting here!? I was planning to give you a surprise,
to jump out and scare you!” I forced a smile, trying my best to hide
the fact that I had come back an hour or two early and witnessed her and the landlord's entire live show… Heh, I really admire my acting skills.

But Ping'er's acting skills seemed to be a notch above mine. She pretended to throw herself at me, but actually she was looking for an opportunity
to wink , and she was gesturing with her fingers behind my back, mouthing the words… “Now~
can't~ let~ my~ husband~ go~ home~!”

The security guard immediately understood what she meant and quickly came to Ping'er's rescue: “Ah~ oh, Miss Ping'er's house
was thoroughly cleaned , and a lot of insecticide was sprayed. I think you'd better not go in yet, go downstairs and have some food first.”

Damn it, what the hell does this damn security guard know! There was no insecticide smell in the house, just
the stench of Ping'er and the landlord's sweat and semen!

But to maintain my last shred of male dignity, to protect the reputation of Ping'er who was about to marry me,
and to prevent my beloved Ping'er from leaving me, I had to pretend I knew nothing and not let the security guard know
about Ping'er's infidelity!

"Honey... I've been working all day... and I'm so tired... Could you buy me
a bento box to eat? I'll be waiting for you at the door..." Ping'er used her best trick of coquetry,
trying to distract me for a few minutes so she could clean up the "traces of war" in the house...

"Yeah, I saw your girlfriend working since this morning. She's very tired, and it's
so hot. Where can you find such a virtuous girlfriend? Why don't you go buy her a bento box to treat her?"
The security guard, completely unaware of the situation, chimed in.

Ping'er is now protected by security, and it only takes five minutes to buy a bento box downstairs... It should be
fine, right? Five minutes should be enough to clean up all those "battle scars," right? Besides, I'm starting to miss the
food .

"Wait for me at the door, I'll be right back. Also, put this on~" I
threw my backpack with luggage at the door, took out a shirt that smelled strongly of my sweat, and put it on Ping'er...
At least Ping'er's figure was properly covered up, and I felt a little more at ease.

Just as I reached the corner of the stairs, I vaguely heard a soft "bang" of a door closing upstairs.
Perhaps Ping'er had already rushed back home to clean up the "battle scars"? Anyway, Ping'er must have gotten rid of that
security guard ; there were so many embarrassing scenes at home!

Little did she know...

My Aquarius Girlfriend (Part 3)

After being on the ship for so long, eating nothing but bland, unappetizing dog food every meal, finally returning to land
made my mouth water just thinking about Yangzhou fried rice and stir-fried beef noodles. I immediately quickened my pace,
because after eating, I still had to set up my little slut, Ping'er, and have some serious fucking for months.

However, while I was buying fried rice, Ping'er was also incredibly busy, bending down to pick up the
condoms and tissues scattered all over the floor. Bending down would have been better, because her round bottom sticking out revealed the tan lines of her underwear,
which were already taut over her pink beach shorts, making them bulge out like etched marks. Her already soaked underwear
had also stained her beach shorts, creating a perfect wet triangle shape.

"How could there be so many... I don't remember using any condoms all day yesterday. That stinky landlord is really something,
who hides condoms under the sofa?" Ping'er complained, frowning.

Busy cleaning up the "battle scars," Ping'er was completely unaware that someone was squatting behind her,
admiring her beautiful buttocks. The man seemed to be drooling too, unconsciously grabbing Ping'er's slender waist with both hands, then
forcefully burying his head in her cleft, inhaling deeply through her thin pink beach shorts.

"Hey! Not now~ My husband'll be back soon with the lunchbox…you should help pick it up too!"
Instead of being startled by the sudden sexual harassment, Ping'er skillfully twisted her waist, guiding the
man's head closer to her beautiful buttocks.

"Little Ping, your ass smells so damn good, unlike my wife, who's always smelled bad since I met her.
" It turned out the security guard was the one smelling Ping'er's ass. After he'd had his fill, he stood up and started unbuckling his belt...

But Ping'er didn't seem to realize what was about to happen, and even tried to ask the security guard to help
her clean up the "battle scars."

"! Hurry up and... help... help..." Before she could finish saying "help," the security guard pulled down
the crotch of her beach shorts and underwear, and shoved his short but thick and menacing penis inside.
The sudden stimulation made Ping'er shudder, and her legs immediately turned inward.

"Damn it, I knew it was wet! Did you just go to the landlord for sex again? It's still sticky inside
!" The security guard, realizing that the deep inside of her ass he had just smelled wasn't clean, was immediately
annoyed by his machismo. He showed no mercy and started thrusting hard from behind,
pulling shoving it in again. This squeezed
out the honey-like juices from Ping'er's tender vagina and the landlord's semen, which mixed together and flowed down Ping'er's thighs, dripping onto the floor...

"You...don't...know...when...condoms...are...used up...and...you...are too
lazy ...to...buy...more...just...shoot...inside...how...am...people...to...wash...it..."
Ping'er protested, panting as she picked up the used tissues from the floor.

The security guard seemed to understand the importance of the situation, diligently working on Ping'er while leading her to clean up the "battlefield," from
the living room to the kitchen, then to the bedroom. He worked as he went, and Ping'er, like an ox, walked with her head down
, her hands pressing against the floor, the mixed fluid from her tender vagina constantly dripping. Every few steps,
a drop or two of translucent mucus could be seen on the floor. Finally, they reached the bedside, and the guard shoved Ping'er's buttocks hard, sending her sprawling
onto the bed. She turned back to glare at him with a reproachful expression, but the next second, as his penis
thrust into her again, her eyes immediately rolled upwards, and her reproach turned into panting and moaning.

"Boss, I'd like a plate of Yangzhou fried rice and Singapore fried rice, to go!"

"Okay~ I'll make it for you right away, but it'll be ten minutes, sir."

Ten minutes... that should be enough time for Ping'er to clean up the "battlefield" in the house, right?

But the advantage of Chinese restaurants over Western restaurants is the aroma! The restaurant was filled with a delicious aroma
. Meanwhile, my house was filled with the smells of sweat, a fishy stench, and
the sounds of flesh colliding.

Ping'er was currently kneeling on the bed, her body at a 90-degree angle, with the security guard pressing down on her back. Her
sweat-soaked shirt revealed her areolas and nipples, her breasts rolling back
and forth on the bed. The back of the shirt, which had turned from white to flesh-colored, was stuck tightly to her
back with sweat, and her already soaked beach shorts were now a darker shade…

Because they had stopped having sex by the bed, a large patch of white, sticky fluid had appeared on the floor where Ping'er was kneeling. The source of
the fluid was flowing steadily down her inner thighs. With each thrust of the security guard
, several streams of clear fluid were drawn from the edge of Ping'er's tender vulva. After several more thrusts, a ring of milky-white, thick fluid surrounded the entrance of her vulva
…

[To be continued]

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