My Girlfriend's Fall (11): Violence (Part 2)

"No...stop...ah!" Jane struggled fiercely. Two bloody scratches appeared on my cheeks,

inflicted by Jane's fingernails.

I tried my best to control Jane with every part of my body, pressing down, grabbing, and pinning her down

. My legs straddled her slender waist, my right hand gripping her left wrist, my left hand desperately pulling at her

shirt, trying to remove it. Jane's legs kicked wildly, her knees slamming into my back from time to time.

The hands I couldn't hold tried to stop my attempts to remove her shirt.

Was my technique too bad or what? How come Viola was so easily stripped naked by Tony, while I

was covered in injuries? Her clothes were still on her body, perfectly fine?

My competitive spirit was strongly aroused. I slid down from her waist, straddling her

legs, my thighs pressed against hers, feeling the softness of her thighs. I grabbed her

wrists with both hands, lowered my head, and used my teeth to bite the hem of her t-shirt, pulling it up.

This worked; Jane's limbs were under my control, and she could only twist her body in resistance. As my mouth climbed upwards,

her t-shirt was lifted up to her bra, revealing a white lace demi-cup bra.

With Jane's twisting body, my eyes were stimulated by the sight of her, and

the soft sensation of my thighs rubbing against hers made me feel my penis rapidly growing.

Suddenly, I temporarily released her wrists. I grabbed her top, which was already above her chest, and

pulled it up in one go, covering her head.

Feeling the coolness against her chest, Jane struggled even more fiercely, her hands

flailing wildly, trying to push the top back down.

But she wasn't as strong as me; I held the top firmly, and it continued to be slowly pulled up. As I

pulled the top to her neck, I also immobilized her arms, preventing her

from grabbing me; her hands could only wave in mid-air above her head.

While holding Jane's clothes in place, I simultaneously lowered my head and kissed her. Imitating Tony's

actions in the video, my lips found Jane's fair and delicate neck. I greedily licked and kissed her.

Yet another different result. Jane struggled to shake her neck, trying to avoid my kisses. Although the effect

was minimal, it frustrated me greatly. Perhaps her neck wasn't her erogenous zone?

After licking and probing for a while, I realized she wasn't producing the weak, powerless

effect I'd expected, or rather, like Viola. So I abandoned Jane's neck.

My lips continued moving downwards, biting the part of her bra connecting the two cups. I tried hard

to lift the bra. After several failed attempts, I grew increasingly agitated. I quickly released my left hand,

grabbed Jane's bra downwards, and forcefully pulled it upwards.

Finally free, her breasts bounced in the air, dazzling my eyes. I couldn't resist bringing my lips to hers,

licking and sucking from the base of her breast. Jane's skin was incredibly smooth and had a faint

fragrance. I don't like women wearing strong perfume; I find it pungent. This light scent was

just right, and my desire was intensely aroused.

"Ah!" "No! Ugh!" As if responding to my actions, Jane cried out, then weakly refused

. It seemed her breasts were also a sensitive area?

My pleasure was short-lived. Suddenly, Jane, as if struck by a sudden realization, screamed loudly, "Help! Help!

Someone help me! No!..." I don't know what she actually said, but she was just screaming for

help. In my current situation... This could be fatal.

Realizing something was wrong, I immediately covered her mouth, which was hidden under her shirt. Thankfully, since Jane's entire head

was covered by her shirt, her screams were quieter. However, if she continued to cry for help like that,

things would inevitably go wrong.

Things had developed beyond my original plan, disrupting my rhythm. In my

fantasy, the plan was that I would continue to tease Jane's erogenous zones, and Jane would slowly lose her strength

and become weak... Isn't that how it's written in porn and novels? Viola and Tony's video proves

it...

I suddenly grabbed Jane's shorts and pulled them down hard, pulling them down to her knees in one go, even revealing her white ...

Her lace

"Ugh, ugh..." Realizing her lower body was being attacked, Jane resisted even more fiercely. With her mouth covered, she could only make

muffled sounds.

Next, I quickly took off my athletic shorts and underwear. Since it was premeditated, I had

specifically changed into athletic shorts before leaving the house for convenience.

After these actions, I was already panting heavily. You see, while the previous actions were simple, they were for a normal,

mutually enjoyable situation. Now, I not only had to remove both of our clothes, but also expend most

of my energy simultaneously. To deal with this persistent, struggling woman,

I finally reached the last moment .

I slipped my left leg between Jane's legs and pushed down, pulling her panties down to below her knees, where they were caught with her shorts. At the same time, my right leg moved in as well

, and my left hand gripped my penis, searching for the right spot.

I tried several times but failed. Jane's stubborn struggle, coupled with the lack of foreplay and her dry genitals,

made it difficult for my penis to enter. I cursed inwardly. All those things were just a lie; truly raping

a woman who was resisting with all her might was much more difficult than I imagined.

Suddenly, an idea struck me, and I found the entrance again with my hand. While moving my penis... My lips were close to Jane's

ear. "If I show the videos on the computer to Joan and your other colleagues..." The devil

's words were uttered, and Jane froze, forgetting to resist.

"Ugh..." A muffled groan came from Jane's covered mouth as my penis finally entered her smoothly.

Due to the lack of lubrication, the friction between my sensitive penis and dry vaginal walls was extremely intense. However,

unlike the erotic novels I had read, this sensation lacked any pleasure; on the contrary, my penis even

felt a little sore.

Because it was so uncomfortable, I abandoned my plan to continue thrusting. Perhaps exhausted, or perhaps because it was

already a accompli, Jane also gave up her fierce struggles, leaving only her hands, which were merely a formality in trying to push my body away, and

her waist twisting in a less intense resistance.

My free left hand found Jane's right breast, completely covering it and vigorously kneading it. The tender breast

couldn't withstand such treatment, leaving bright red handprints on its skin. My mouth then moved to her left breast... I extended my tongue and

gently licked the small protrusions.

My left hand continued its rough, kneading motion, while my mouth offered only a light, almost imperceptible touch. This extreme contrast seemed

to heighten her sensitivity; even her outward resistance ceased unconsciously

. I tentatively released my right hand. Instead of the expected scream, I looked up and gently pulled down

the shirt covering her head, revealing her face.

Perhaps it was the lubrication from my own love juices? Or perhaps Zhen was already feeling something? Most

likely, it was a bit of both… In any case, the previous pain wasn't as intense. I tried to move slightly

, and the familiar sensation of friction during sex returned. Reassured, I began to move gently.

With deliberate teasing… I slowly twisted my waist,

withdrawing my penis from where it had almost reached the hilt, controlling it so that only the glans was moving in and out. The movements were slow

, careful, and gentle.

My previously rough left hand became gentle, lightly grasping my full breasts, while my index finger delicately teased

the erect nipples. This shift was successful, as I noticed the small tips slowly hardening.

At the same time, the teasing with my other tongue ended, and I instead

used my lips to take the slightly hardened nipples into my mouth, licking them rapidly with my tongue while my lips greedily sucked on them.

The sound of panting came from above, and the hard sensation from my left hand and tongue greatly boosted my confidence

. I continued my actions, teasing and stimulating the woman beneath me.

A slight twisting sensation came from her waist. I stopped teasing her breasts, lifted my upper body, and

removed the shirt still wrapped around her head from Jane's head. She didn't resist.

Looking at Jane's face, her tightly closed eyes, the still-wet tears on her cheeks—probably from before and after penetration

? Coupled with her slightly parted, panting cherry-like lips and slightly reddened cheeks, in a surge of excitement, I thrust my hips forward, my penis,

which had been teasing the entrance, suddenly plunging all the way in.

A meaningless groan escaped her lips. Jane gently opened her eyes, saw me looking at her, and her delicate

eyes seemed to reproach my roughness. Seemingly anticipating my next move,

as if I hadn't seen it, I withdrew my penis to the entrance, continuing to gently insert and rotate it at the opening, looking into her

eyes. At the same time, I moved my lips towards Zhen's small mouth to kiss her. Perhaps she wasn't fully aroused yet, as Zhen tried to avoid my mouth,

kissing me several times but missing. I then thrust my hips forward, giving her a deeper kiss.

Another groan came, accompanied by a backward tilt of her head, but this time the groan was only half-uttered

before her open mouth was covered by mine.

With the teasing of my tongue and the forceful sucking of my lips, I drew her tongue into my mouth, then pulled away from

her mouth, creating the illusion that her mouth was open. The sight of her actively sticking out her tongue for me to suck on.

Feeling I'd had enough of the teasing, and having endured for so long, I loosened the restraints around her waist and

began to thrust vigorously back and forth.

As I began to thrust forcefully, Zhen frowned, her eyes occasionally opening to glance at me before

closing again. Her lips would sometimes clench tightly, sometimes letting out a few moans of unbearable pleasure. With my help,

Zhen's smooth, white legs rested on either side of my thighs. My hands caressed her thighs, enjoying the amazing elasticity

they felt , while simultaneously holding her calves, half-forcing them to hook behind my waist.

Watching Zhen moan beneath me, her initial resistance... The shift from feigned resistance to full acceptance, the change in the process,

gave me a sense of conquest, and the rhythm of my hip thrusts quickened.

As the speed increased, Jane's body visibly tensed, her hips involuntarily

arching to meet my thrusts. The pleasure from my lower body grew stronger, and I began to breathe heavily.

Jane beneath me remained relatively silent, only occasionally letting out a single

syllable . Most of the time, she was either clenching her lips or panting heavily.

A tingling sensation spread through my penis; realizing I was about to climax, I raised my upper body,

standing upright in a half-kneeling, half-sitting position. At the same time, I gripped Jane's soft waist with both hands, stabilizing her lower

body, and increased my speed and strength once again, launching a final, fierce attack.

Jane also felt something; she gripped her knees with both hands, her heels tightly wrapped around my waist,

her body twisting and trembling violently.

A low growl escaped her throat, revealing the pleasure of liberation. With one last thrust, I deeply inserted my penis

into Jane's body, enjoying the pleasure of ejaculating.

"Oh!" Feeling my ejaculation, Jane's body tightened around me, her trembling stopped, replaced by large,

intermittent spasms. Her arms hung limply at her sides.

My chest heaved violently.

After the passion subsided came an awkward silence. I wanted to say something, but then realized that whatever I said would be meaningless

. I silently got up and dressed. Jane pulled the blanket over her naked body. Even though I had just seen

and enjoyed her, out of female modesty, she still refused to remain naked in front of the man who had raped her

.

"I have a backup of that video. I don't think you'll do anything foolish, right?" I said, my back to her,

and got up to leave.

"Why?" Jane suddenly blurted out.

I paused. Good, let her know the whole story, so she won't feel so wronged.

Actually, even if Tony did it first, it had nothing to do with Jane; she was just a

sacrifice for my revenge.

I went back to the computer, pulled out the file that pained me, and started playing it. "See for yourself,"

I said.

As the plot unfolded, disbelief flashed in Jane's eyes. Shocked, she

didn't even notice the sheet covering her slipping down. At this moment, Jane was dressed, but not wearing a bra;

her breasts, pressed against her top, revealed her beautiful upper body.

After the file finished playing, Jane lowered her head, seemingly deep in thought. I noticed something was wrong.

I watched . In fact, after the file was played to the second half, Jane seemed to have thought of something,

watching the video thoughtfully.

It felt like an eternity before Jane looked up at me, hesitant to speak. About half an

hour

later, I left Jane's room. Just as I was about to leave, I noticed Henry's door was closed

. I thought for a moment, then went and knocked.

"When did you get back?" The door opened; Henry was already home! I asked Henry, wanting to know

how much he knew.

"For a while now…" Henry looked at me, his expression a little unnatural.

"You heard me?" Since that was the case, I went straight to the point.

"Yes." Henry's face changed, and finally he nodded.

“I didn’t expect you to be…” Henry said, “This is troublesome…”

“I’m sorry, I won’t involve you if anything happens.” Henry had given me my key; if

things really escalated, he would be in trouble too. Guessing Henry’s thoughts, I said.

“That’s not what I meant…you…sigh…” Henry tried to explain, but in the end, he just sighed.

“How did you get together with Jane?” I suddenly thought of the possibility I had previously discovered and asked, pretending to know everything

.

“…She told you?” Hearing this, Henry became completely confused; I could see

the panic in his eyes.

“Yeah, not in much detail,” I continued. “It’s really unbelievable, how did you get together?”

“Uh…you slept with her yourself…and you’re asking me…” Henry didn’t know how much I actually knew. He

avoided my question.

"Just curious? Never mind, just be careful. Of course, I won't tell anyone." Having given up on prying into his and

Jane

's private life, I patted him on the shoulder.

I hadn't expected to be so easily fooled; these two really were having an affair. Looks like Tony wasn't so great after all; he tried to get

Viola, ended up losing Jane, and was still completely oblivious. A feeling of immense satisfaction welled up inside me. Thinking of

Viola, my urge to go home and confirm that hypothesis intensified.

"You're involved too, so I'm not afraid of you telling everyone," Henry retorted defiantly.

"Okay, I'm outta here, I have things to do," I said.

After saying goodbye to Henry, I rushed home with a heart full of longing.

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