My Girlfriend's Fall (4)

Viola's beautiful face was covered in sweat, the blush on her cheeks spreading. Her jet-black hair

fluttered in the air, and her sexy, bright red lips parted slightly. Beads of sweat adorned her smooth, white skin

, making it even more alluring. Her upper body was completely naked, her full breasts

rising and falling rhythmically. Even so, her breasts remained firm and erect, the hard nipples on their snow-white peaks

throbbing shyly. Viola's face was filled with satisfaction and desire; her once delicate

features were now brimming with longing. Coupled with a wanton expression, it was so tempting to commit a sin. Broken

notes escaped her lips, high and low, telling of passion, of her master's intoxication

, of how a pure angel had fallen into the abyss of desire.

Suddenly, a high-pitched cry erupted, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, earth-shattering. The holy

and beautiful female body slumped down, the slapping sounds of their genitals meeting piercing the

air, abruptly transforming the sacred scene into one of utter debauchery. The angel was gone, replaced by an

incomparably beautiful harlot, utterly satisfied, lying on the chest of the man beneath her. The man's face gradually became clear, like

a demon, a wicked and lewd smile playing on his lips. Finally

, I saw his face clearly—Tony!!! I couldn't remember how many times this had happened; I woke up from a nightmare again.

Sunlight streamed into the room. I hadn't slept a wink all night. Although I vaguely knew the

truth, I stubbornly refused to admit it—to admit that my perfect goddess, Viola, was actually

Tony's slut. All night, whenever I closed my eyes, the image would involuntarily flash before my eyes:

Viola naked, Tony enjoying her services with complete satisfaction, and Viola involuntarily

reveling in the pleasure of sex.

Regardless... I have to see it with my own eyes. I'm sure there's a video on that computer…

Early in the morning, before I could even have breakfast, Henry's doorbell rang.

"No way, so early? We agreed to meet at 10… What's wrong with you?"

Henry answered the door, half-asleep, looking at me with a sly expression. He quickly noticed my unusual behavior. Of

course, the result of not sleeping all night was a lifeless, pale face, paired with bloodshot, red

eyes .

I remained silent.

"You didn't masturbate all night, did you?… Can't stand it without Viola?"

Henry teased me. Hearing Viola, my eyes suddenly widened, but I didn't go crazy. I quickly hid

my emotions.

"No, I'm just not feeling well today…" "Cancel it first..." I said.

"You could have just called, why did you have to come all this way?" Henry looked me up and down with a suspicious gaze.

"No, I just wanted to grab a few more..." I gestured towards Tony's room.

"Oh..." Henry immediately looked understanding. "Damn, you perverted idiot... I think

I'm the only normal man in the whole world..."

Ignoring that self-absorbed bookworm, I went straight into Tony's room, turned on

the computer, and took out my USB drive from my bag.

That's right, this was the first step of my plan: copy the entire computer's hard drive home and then search slowly.

It was already three in the morning, and I still hadn't found anything.

I had looked through all the files in the directory, except for those two... These are all videos of Tony having sex with women I don't know

. Judging from the dates, they all happened when he was in Taiwan. There are over 20 files in total, all featuring different

women. This guy isn't just ordinary lewd, lustful, and womanizing.

There are quite a few beautiful women in the files; this guy has really high standards. By my standards,

all at least 85 points, and only Lisa is an 85; the others are all over 90.

And this guy's sexual skills are truly excellent, and he lasts a long time. In one video, he continuously

thrust for over an hour, including caresses and aftercare—that video alone recorded three hours of sex

.

However, by this point, I felt no amazement or admiration whatsoever. Watching these videos didn't

arouse me at all. Although many of the girls were just as beautiful as Viola, I had no interest in appreciating them.

I searched through almost every directory, carefully moving every possible file. To make sure I didn't miss anything, I even

went back to the original directory and moved all the files again. (I had fast-forwarded through some files earlier.) Still

nothing. I also tried searching for files with the string "*viola*.*", but there wasn't a single filename

containing the string "viola" on the entire hard drive.

I was almost ready to give up. Long hours of continuous brain use and staring at the computer screen

had made my vision blurry, but stubbornly, I refused to give up. Now , I

was conducting a second, thorough search of each folder…

Suddenly… My stomach clenched involuntarily. I hadn't eaten for a long time; since yesterday noon when I had a takeout lunch at Henry

's , I hadn't eaten anything, not even water. My lips were cracked

and bleeding. Suddenly, the world spun around me. I knew my body was warning me. I'd overworked my brain,

and my body hadn't replenished any energy or rested at all. I didn't know how much longer I could hold on.

I dialed Henry's number, and then I couldn't hold on any longer; I lost consciousness.

The same scene, so real—my beloved Viola, once again writhing and yielding beneath Tony. I awoke again,

startled. Before my eyes was a white curtain, bright fluorescent lights. Where was I? An unfamiliar environment.

I lay on the white bed, trying to sit up… Suddenly, I noticed a tube in my wrist. My gaze followed

it down to the IV drip bottle hanging high beside me. A sudden realization dawned on me; I knew where I was

.

Feeling something heavy pressing on my right leg, my eyes drifted downwards, and a familiar figure came into view.

My eyes fell upon that incredibly familiar hairstyle, and suddenly I caught a faint, familiar scent. "Viola!!

" Good heavens, am I dreaming? It must be. I looked closer; this dream really is real. I

was quietly watching my goddess, my beloved, sleeping peacefully beside my legs, her slightly furrowed

brows suggesting something on her mind. Suddenly, I felt like the happiest man in the world. "Viola, don't worry

. No matter what happens, I'll take care of it all." I thought silently to myself, suddenly realizing

how much I love her, suddenly realizing my own foolishness.

These inappropriate thoughts suddenly returned, thoughts I'd become all too familiar with these past few days.

I shook my head, trying to understand. No matter the truth, Viola... She was still by my side afterwards. I need to protect

her even more tightly . So what if she wasn't pure? I just love her. Besides, maybe it's all

just my imagination. As it turns out, I couldn't find a single video of her. Perhaps what Viola said is true.

I shook my head, trying to convince myself of this, forcing myself to believe it. Perhaps I shook my head

too hard, startling Viola who was lying beside my legs. Viola slowly raised her head, rubbing her eyes. "Is this

real? Not a dream? Viola should be in New York, right?"

Viola had already raised her head by now. Seeing that I was awake, she immediately burst into tears.

"How could you be so careless with yourself? Working on this project to the point of risking your life?" " If it weren't for my sudden

unease last night, and remembering that you hadn't called me for two days..."

Listening to Viola's detailed account, I realized that Viola was worried about me and had called me, but I didn't answer. She then

called Henry, who happened to be at my house and was busy calling an ambulance to take me to the ER. Upon hearing this, Viola

abandoned her unfinished plans and rushed to the airport to buy a ticket to come back.

I was unconscious for a day and a night, and just a few hours before I woke up, Viola finally got on the waiting list, bought a ticket,

and rushed back San Francisco. She then immediately went to the hospital to see me. Afterwards, due to the exhaustion of the long journey, Viola

simply fell asleep beside my hospital bed.

"I'm sorry, Viola," (my nickname for her) "I'll be more careful next time."

My heart was filled with remorse. My previous obsession with the truth of "that night" vanished, and I felt guilty for my actions

. No matter what, Viola loves me. I told myself this.

After being discharged from the hospital and returning home, Viola insisted that I rest, but the upcoming deadline for submitting documents didn't allow for that

. So, Viola stayed close to me. While Henry and I worked on our project, Viola obediently studied (

her midterms weren't long after spring break). The two of us were inseparable, much to Henry's envy. Tony and the others

were still traveling in New York and wouldn't be flying back until today.

Although I had made up my mind not to investigate the truth of "that night" anymore, deep down I still wanted Tony

and Viola to have a chance to spend time together. While Henry was picking her up from the airport, I left his house with Viola.

The project was finished, and a huge weight was lifted from my heart. As soon as I got home, I turned around and cupped Viola's beautiful face

in my hands, kissing her luscious red lips. Viola's face immediately flushed; she was so adorable

.

In a fit of excitement, I carried Viola into the bedroom, quickly removing our protective clothing. As the clothes

fell to the floor, her perfect body once again came into view—so familiar, yet

so strange. Suddenly, a wave of unease washed over me. I shook my head, trying to banish it from my

thoughts.

"Pfft!!"

Viola's soft laughter snapped me out of my reverie. "Viola," " What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, you're so silly, so clueless." Viola's cheeks were flushed, and with that faint smile

on her beautiful face, she truly looked like an angel. But her upper body was only covered by a bra;

imagine, how could such an angel not arouse a man's desire?

"Dare to laugh at me, you'll regret it!!" I started tickling her, my hands attacking Viola's body while simultaneously

enjoying the friction of her delicate skin—so soft, so exquisite, truly a sculpted body.

My manhood quickly swelled, and Viola felt it too. A shy blush rapidly

spread across her face, even infecting her body. Slowly, her face flushed red.

My Viola, still so easily moved, I thought happily, my hands never stopping, beginning a further

invasion, step by step, advancing towards Viola's last two defensive bases…

“Ah…” Viola let out a soft cry.

Finally, with Viola's half-hearted resistance, I captured the first fortress, disarmed the barrier, and the two majestic

peaks immediately broke free of their restraints. Holding these long-lost old friends, I immediately gave them a warm

embrace. Instinctively, my hands gripped Viola's shoulders, then slowly slid down, using only one index

finger, the other two fingers slowly tracing their way downwards, finally reaching the foot of the mountain. Continuing to leisurely stroll along the foot of the mountain

, just as Viola's face flushed and her upper body twisted sharply, my eager hands suddenly opened and swiftly

grasped her breasts.

"Oh... ah..." Viola, experiencing this kind of teasing for the first time, couldn't help but part her lips and let out two

heavenly moans.

My assault wasn't over yet; my palms gently rubbed together while very slowly climbing upwards.

As I climbed higher and higher, I switched back to using only my index finger. Just before reaching the summit, I stopped,

stubbornly circling at the same height, round and round. The two peaks trembled like an earthquake. Viola

breathed ; the innocent girl had never experienced such teasing before, and now she was aroused.

“Oh my god…ha…oh, when did you become so funny…”

Viola groaned intermittently.

Boom!!!!!

Viola's words were like a thunderclap, flashing into my mind. All the thoughts I'd previously banished rushed

in. I felt my body and soul detach. My body was still mechanically teasing Viola, my

subconscious movements possessing such skill that Viola had no ability to resist. She could only

lie limply in my arms, moaning softly, completely at my mercy.

And I, as if detached, felt as if I were on the ceiling, watching the lewd scene below. Yet, I

also felt I was still in the same place. The softness in my hands, the fragrance in my nose, all confirmed that I

was making love with Viola, but my mind was a jumble of thoughts…

"This...this isn't my technique..."

"I learned it from Tony."

"Tony!!"

"A mysterious night"

"Viola lost her virginity to him"

"This isn't me!!!"

Even though Viola's passion stirred me so deeply, even though Viola's beautiful, soft body was so

hot, I was already lost in my imagination, unable to control my mind. I suddenly realized that

the man on top of Viola was no longer familiar, no longer myself. Effortlessly and naturally, as if it were always

meant to be this way, he had become Tony without any abruptness.

The sexual techniques I learned from the videotapes appeared before my eyes, one by one, being practiced on Viola's body.

Watching Tony, the man below, slowly and steadily destroying the breasts he had already occupied... One hand slid towards

the last tightly guarded territory...

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