Midnight Cinema

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It was 3 a.m., and the movie theater was playing an adult film, the volume so low it was almost inaudible. It was very quiet around me. My girlfriend was fast asleep in my arms, but I couldn't fall asleep. On the screen, a foreign woman was being raped by two men like a sandwich. Watching such a stimulating scene, fantasizing that the woman in the film was my girlfriend, I felt an indescribable, intense urge. I reached out and lifted Xiaoting's skirt to her waist, caressing her bare buttocks. I closed my eyes and imagined her being raped. Although I had just ejaculated, thinking about this, my penis immediately became erect again.

I unbuttoned Xiaoting's clothes again, parting the collar to the sides. I caressed my girlfriend's still sweaty breasts, thinking: how wonderful it would be if that man reached out again. I would never stop him. Despite my immense anticipation, he never came.

After all, we had been up half the night, and I was incredibly tired. But I couldn't bear to put my girlfriend's clothes back on.

I was still hoping for that scene to repeat itself. I had one hand on my girlfriend's genitals and the other on her breast.

Lost in endless fantasies, I was just about to drift off to sleep when I noticed my girlfriend's thigh twitch slightly.

Opening my eyes, I was startled.

The man had already moved to the area in front of Ting and me. This both surprised and excited me.

My girlfriend, who had been fast asleep, was now almost completely naked, so his only task was to play with her as he pleased. He half-squatted down, carefully spreading my girlfriend's thighs. My left hand was still on her open vaginal opening. One of his fingers was already teasing her labia through the gap between my fingers.

I heard the man swallow. But then hesitation began to creep into my heart. Thinking about it, it would still take courage to let someone else play with my girlfriend. It wasn't too late to regret it now… Just as my thoughts were raging, the man's actions completely dispelled my hesitation. I felt one of his fingers slip through the gap between my index and middle fingers and enter Ting's body. My girlfriend let out a heavy groan in her sleep.

The man stopped moving.

The moment he entered, I understood myself. Ting was destined to be played with by other men because of me.

It's all your fault for choosing me. From that moment on, my inner struggle ceased. I no longer regretted it. (In that sense, I should thank the first man who played with my girlfriend in front of me.) Because I knew very well: nothing could suppress my intense desire to humiliate my girlfriend! No stimulation could excite me more than my girlfriend being played with by someone else. This man's actions gave me this thought, and this thought made me completely say goodbye to reason. In the long psychological struggle, one side had achieved an overwhelming and decisive victory. Therefore, this struggle was now permanently over. What remained was to fully experience and feel the pleasure and stimulation of my girlfriend being played with.

After a brief pause, seeing that my girlfriend hadn't woken up, the man resumed moving his inserted fingers. I could feel his fingers moving in and out, bringing out the semen I had just ejaculated into my girlfriend's vagina. It was the lubrication of the semen that made his thrusting easier. Before I knew it, he had pulled down his pants. I saw the man's other hand rapidly stroking his erect penis. The fingers inserted into Xiaoting's vagina also increased their speed, moving quickly in and out between my two fingers. My left index and middle fingers were positioned on my girlfriend's labia, so I could clearly feel them sliding in and out with each thrust.

I simply used two fingers to spread her labia apart to facilitate the man's fingers. The familiar "squelching" sound rang in my ears again. Part of the sound was still from my girlfriend, but the other part was no longer from me. Ting, still asleep, had reacted and began to moan softly. Perhaps in her dream, the thing inserted into her body came from my body. But in reality, her vagina was being played with by a stranger. Perhaps she was truly too exhausted, letting the man's fingers thrust in and out of her vagina, unable to wake up.

I squinted, watching the man in front of me defile my beloved girlfriend with his fingers. A surge of jealousy welled up inside me, but even more so, a thrill and excitement. By the light from the screen, I could see that the man playing with Xiaoting was around 40 years old. His slightly aged face displayed exaggerated expressions. He was really lucky, having a sixteen-year-old schoolgirl for him to play with for free. I guessed his daughter must be about my girlfriend's age by now.

Just as I was lost in thought watching the stimulating scene of his girlfriend being played with, I suddenly noticed the other two voyeurs peeking in from behind. One of them even brought Xiaoting's underwear, which I had placed aside, to his face and sniffed it for a while, then let out an exaggerated exclamation. Oh no!

Not only was my girlfriend being defiled, but this lewd and embarrassing scene was being watched by others. How embarrassing and shameful it would be if they found out I wasn't asleep! So, I had no choice but to continue squinting and pretending to be asleep.

But suddenly, my girlfriend's moans from her sleep grew louder. My hand, which was resting on Xiaoting's vulva, felt the man's fingers, which had been inserted into my girlfriend's vagina, suddenly become two. I started to worry. My girlfriend's vagina had only recently been opened by me; would inserting two fingers wake her? Fortunately, with the lubrication of my semen, she shouldn't feel any pain. Although Ting was asleep, the insertion of two fingers into her vagina was still bound to cause a reaction.

I felt her body getting warm and beginning to tremble slightly.

My girlfriend's physical reaction further stimulated the man's desire. Under the watchful eyes of the two onlookers, he played with her even more vigorously. Seeing that my girlfriend and I were both fast asleep, the three of them began to whisper. That's when I realized they were all together. The man who was playing with my girlfriend even pulled out his fingers, which were covered in vaginal fluid and semen, and showed them off to his two companions. Then he roughly inserted them again through the gap between my fingers.

This caused Ting to groan again in her sleep. The two onlookers, not wanting to be left out, reached over and touched Xiaoting's breasts. But I had already taken one of my girlfriend's breasts; now they only had one left to touch. The one who touched her was smug, showing off to the other. The other, unable to contain his anger, actually pinched the nipple that peeked out from between my fingers. My girlfriend's breasts were already very sensitive, and their touch immediately made her nipples hard. And at that moment, my penis was probably the hardest.

Seeing my girlfriend lying in my arms, being played with by three men simultaneously, I felt an unprecedented excitement. Wasn't this my dream? Wasn't this what I'd always wanted to see? Today it had finally become a reality. Looking at the man's erect penis, I so desperately wanted to see him penetrate my girlfriend's body. But given his current position, even if he were bold, he would never dare to rape her. But I could tell he really wanted to enter.

It was just that his position prevented him from doing so.

At this moment, the man in front of me had clearly reached the final stage. He pushed aside his companion's hands and rubbed his penis rapidly against Xiaoting's breasts. Xiaoting's already hard nipples intensely stimulated the man's glans. And the man's fingers thrust even faster in and out of my girlfriend's vagina. With rhythmic "gurgling...gurgling..." sounds, stimulated by Xiaoting's erect nipples, the man let out a deep roar and ejaculated in a torrent.

I saw his penis throbbing intensely as it gushed forth. The semen that had sprayed onto her breasts flowed down Xiaoting's belly, stopping abruptly about two centimeters from my arm. I was astonished by the sheer volume of this middle-aged man's ejaculation.

After ejaculating, the man withdrew his fingers from Xiaoting's vagina, scooped up the semen from his girlfriend's belly, and smeared it on her lips. My sleeping girlfriend's lips were slightly parted; unknowingly, she had tasted the man's semen. And I had never received such treatment from her. Yet this ugly, old man had gotten away with it. Thinking of this, I felt a pang of jealousy.

But I couldn't blame Xiaoting. Who told her to have such a fetish?

Finally, the man dipped his finger in his semen and thrust it in and out of Xiaoting's vagina a few more times before reluctantly leaving. When his semen-covered finger slipped between my fingers that were placed on my girlfriend's vulva, I didn't feel disgusted; on the contrary, I felt extremely excited. If I weren't afraid of them discovering I wasn't asleep, I would have liked to stuff that man's semen into my girlfriend's vagina with my own hand.

The middle-aged man's departure didn't disappoint me in my extreme excitement. Because I knew very well that another man would soon come and continue to play with my lovely girlfriend. Sure enough, the middle-aged man's companion came around.

I thought, are they going to gang up on her? However, as they approached, Xiaoting did the worst thing she could have done. If she knew what had happened afterward, she would definitely regret her action. In her sleep, she actually rolled over towards me.

This put her in a position with her legs curled up and her buttocks sticking out. Wasn't that destined to be raped by these two men's penises? My left hand was still on my girlfriend's vulva, and as she rolled over, the semen on her belly immediately flowed down onto my arm. Worst of all, her semen-covered lips were just centimeters from my nose, emitting a pungent, fishy smell. But afraid they'd discover I wasn't asleep, I didn't dare move.

As expected, the two men came to our seats, both astonished by Ting's change in position, followed by a burst of ecstasy. I knew, of course, why they were so happy. At this point, it seemed everything was inevitable.

So be it, enjoy it.

Ting, with her right arm as a pillow, curled up her legs, lying on her side facing me. Her buttocks were exaggeratedly sticking out towards the two men, as if anticipating being violated by their penises. My left hand, which had been on my girlfriend's vulva, was now tightly trapped between her legs because of her roll over, and after carefully "working" for a while, I couldn't pull it out.

Suddenly, I felt the man's glans rubbing against the entrance of my girlfriend's vagina between my fingers. Well, although I couldn't see my girlfriend's vagina being violated, I could touch it. This time, I had to use my fingers to separate my girlfriend's labia so the man could penetrate her. But this time, it wasn't my fingers that were inserted, but the man's real penis.

I dared not move my hands, letting the man's penis rub against my girlfriend's labia through the gaps between my fingers. This time it was a rather fat man. I didn't know the size of his penis, but judging from the feeling between my fingers, it was very thick. I was really worried that Ting's vagina couldn't accommodate it and that he would wake her up.

The fat man supported his body by pressing one hand against the back of the private room, and with the other hand, he held Ting's upturned buttocks, slightly spreading her buttocks apart. After a simple friction and lubrication, I felt the man's penis slowly entering through the gaps between my fingers.

This guy's penis was really thick. Even though Ting's vagina was already lubricated by the semen of two men, it was still very difficult for him to enter. He continued to thrust in very carefully. The two labia were deeply recessed into the vagina because of the insertion of the penis. Finally, I felt the man's two testicles press against my hands.

(Although I have unusual interests, I'm not exactly gay. So this was the first time I'd ever touched a man's penis, and I never imagined it was simultaneously violating my lovely girlfriend's vagina.) Luckily, this guy's penis wasn't too long, otherwise Xiaoting would have suffered terribly. If Xiaoting woke up from the violation, a fight would be inevitable. And my relationship and feelings with Xiaoting would be affected. So I started praying that this man wouldn't be too rough.

Sure enough, he was afraid of waking Xiaoting, so he was very careful after inserting. The thick penis slowly went in and out between my fingers, violating my girlfriend's vagina. But this fat man insisted on completely pulling his penis out before slowly re-entering it. Due to the position, each time the penis entered, it squeezed out air from the vagina, making a farting sound. It sounded particularly jarring in the quiet movie theater. From the smug smile on his face, I could tell that this exaggerated sound made the fat man very proud. It even made his two companions unable to stop laughing. I felt insulted.

Every time the fat man's penis entered, my fingers could feel the impact of the air being expelled from my girlfriend's vagina, and the trembling of her labia under the impact of the air. I used to fantasize about seeing my girlfriend being raped by another man, but now I not only saw it, but my left hand was right there at the point where the man and my girlfriend were joined, feeling my beloved girlfriend being raped. I had always fantasized about every detail of my girlfriend being raped, and today my wish had finally come true. This unprecedented "super close" feeling and experience gave me unprecedented excitement.

Another man saw that Xiaoting's buttocks were already occupied by the fat man, so he came to my girlfriend's back, put his hand around my girlfriend's chest, and touched her breasts. But he immediately and quickly took his hand away from Xiaoting's chest, shaking it vigorously in the air while complaining that the previous man's semen had dirtied his hand.

"Damn it, I'm the one who should be complaining the most, just bear with it." Although I thought this in my heart, I dared not make a sound.

After shaking it a few times, the man saw that he had no way to clean it. So he simply placed his hand on his girlfriend's breasts, which were covered in semen, and began to rub them. The man's rough, large hands were playing with his girlfriend's breasts at a distance of 20 centimeters from my eyes. I saw the semen on my girlfriend's breasts being spread evenly by his large hands. Even during the play, the moment his hand separated from her breast, I saw the viscous semen being stretched into countless thin strands.

He was playing with his own penis with one hand and playing with my girlfriend's breast with the other, her pink nipples being pinched until they stood proudly erect. Because of the semen from the middle-aged man earlier, the small nipples were very disobedient, darting around between his fingers. And he was happy to enjoy this feeling. Right in front of my half-closed eyes, he pinched Ting's nipple with his thumb and forefinger, and then, with the lubrication of the semen, let the nipple slide gently between his fingers. Then he pinched it again, and squeezed it out again. Although he hadn't taken the "advantageous position" in time and let the fat man get there first, he was now having quite a bit of fun. I wonder if my girlfriend's nipples will hurt the next day from all that squeezing and pinching.

The middle-aged man who had been playing with my girlfriend earlier retreated to the back row after ejaculating, leaning over to watch. When he saw my girlfriend turn to sleep on her side, he was annoyed by his "misfortune" and envious of the fat man who was raping her buttocks. He declared that he would fuck my girlfriend's ass again later. (Good heavens! Is this never going to end?) He just watched with a grin as my girlfriend was played with and raped by his two companions. The semen he ejaculated on Xiaoting's breasts made him feel incredibly proud. Because I saw that when the man with semen on his hand shook his arm in frustration, his face was filled with a sinister smile of accomplishment.

My beloved girlfriend being played with and raped by two men in my arms gave me unprecedented excitement.

But after the excitement, I also felt extremely tired. After all, I hadn't slept all night. I didn't even know what time it was.

The most painful thing was that from the moment those three men approached, I remained in one position, not daring to move an inch. My hard penis created a large tent in my pants, and my clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to my body, making me incredibly uncomfortable. My left hand, sandwiched between my girlfriend's legs, was already a little numb. But I could still feel the man's penis thrusting in and out between my fingers. The slurping, slurping sounds of the man's penis thrusting in and out were incessant. Xiaoting, perhaps truly exhausted, was fast asleep, no longer moaning.

After what seemed like an eternity, the man behind my girlfriend let out a deep roar, and then I felt the penis between my fingers rhythmically throbbing inside Xiaoting's vagina. The fat man thrust his hips forward even harder, ejaculating his hot semen deep into my girlfriend's vagina. My hand was tightly squeezed between my girlfriend's genitals and the fat man's lower abdomen.

Before the fat man could even savor the afterglow of his orgasm after ejaculating, the only man who hadn't ejaculated urged him to pull his shrunken penis out of my girlfriend's vagina. That guy was already incredibly impatient, yelling, "My turn! My turn!"

He shoved the fat man, who was lost in his ecstasy, aside his girlfriend's buttocks and thrust his penis deep into her vagina. I truly admired his sense of positioning; without any friction or contact, he rammed in all at once.

His sleeping girlfriend let out a soft "Ah..." as he penetrated her. His actions really startled me. I really wanted to slap him. If his girlfriend woke up from his fucking, who would bear the "responsibility"? Fortunately, after her cry, she didn't react again. His two companions were also startled and complained that he was too careless.

But he didn't care about that anymore. He just kept spreading his girlfriend's buttocks and thrusting wildly. I felt a lot of the semen that the fat man had just ejaculated being squeezed out by his penis, making my girlfriend's genitals a wet mess.

My hand, which was on my girlfriend's genitals, was also covered in the man's sticky semen. In this extreme excitement, I no longer cared whether I was discovered to be pretending to be asleep. Instead, I began to caress the part of my girlfriend and the man's penis that was covered in semen. It turned out my girlfriend's vulva was so soft after being lubricated by a man's semen. I caressed it to my heart's content, feeling the man's penis thrusting in and out of my girlfriend's vagina with each stroke. The man, caught in the act, clearly felt the movement of my fingers, but after a brief pause, he thought I was dreaming, so he resumed his vigorous thrusting.

Although it was very enjoyable and exciting, I began to worry that with his vigorous movements, my girlfriend would eventually be awakened by his fucking. Since things had already come to this, I might as well go all the way and use my middle and index fingers to pinch and stroke his penis while he was thrusting, hoping to make him ejaculate as soon as possible. The man was stunned at first, but he didn't care about anything else and continued to thrust wildly. His frequency increased, and his lower abdomen even slapped against my girlfriend's buttocks, making a "slap...slap..." sound of flesh colliding.

Under such intense rape, Xiaoting, who had been silent for a long time, began to moan softly. In the end, her voice became so loud that she seemed oblivious to everyone around her. I knew that the man was about to ejaculate under such stimulation. In this state, my emotions were at an all-time high. This excitement was ten times greater than the feeling of making love with my girlfriend.

But then, something unexpected happened. Just as the man was thrusting desperately, Ting was moaning loudly in her sleep, and I was in a state of extreme excitement, the theater lights came on. Then came the staff member on duty shouting "The show is over."

Was it already six o'clock? Was it going to end so soon? My surprise was mixed with a strong sense of loss.

It turned out that, without realizing it, my girlfriend had been raped by them for three whole hours. And my left hand, which was on my girlfriend's vulva, had witnessed the men's rape of Ting for three hours.

The moment the lights came on, I saw the man's face contorted with excitement before ejaculation. This sudden accident made both me and the man in the middle of thrusting stop. The man's companion, afraid of being discovered, urged him to leave quickly, but after two seconds of hesitation, he chose to continue his frantic thrusting. My girlfriend's slightly paused moans immediately echoed in my ears again.

Under the glaring lights, I saw my girlfriend, covered in semen and sweat, lying naked on her side beside me, her buttocks provocatively raised towards the man, welcoming his lewd penetration. The man behind us had reached the final stage; he was almost frenzied, no longer caring whether he would wake me or Ting. He grabbed my girlfriend's waist, pulling her body away from me, making her kneel on the seat, her upper body pressed against me, her buttocks raised.

Then he continued his frenzied rape.

The moment he pulled Ting, although I was embarrassed to "wake up," I still tried to stop him, afraid of waking my girlfriend, but it was too late. However, to my surprise, despite such violent movements and such intense rape, Ting didn't wake up.

During the rape, the man's lower abdomen slammed against my girlfriend's raised buttocks. The slapping sounds could be heard throughout the entire theater. Instead of waking up and resisting as I had expected, Ting, still asleep, lay on top of me, moaning loudly with the man's thrusts. Because of the change in position, my hand was no longer between my girlfriend's thighs. So I started to reach into my pants and masturbate my engorged penis. Watching my naked girlfriend, under the dazzling lights, wantonly sticking out her ass and being frantically raped by a stranger, I reached an unprecedented level of excitement.

Just then, a theater attendant passed by and shouted in our direction, "Clear the theater!" The man raping her glanced back, then turned back and continued to thrust violently into my girlfriend's ass. From the attendant's angle, he could see the man's bare buttocks and my girlfriend's upturned buttocks. But he couldn't see me. Through the gap between the man's lower abdomen and my girlfriend's buttocks, I saw him shake his head helplessly and turn away. He probably just thought it was a normal couple having sex.

I didn't have time to think too much. Watching my girlfriend being raped by the man, I increased the speed of masturbating my penis. Stimulated

by such an obscene scene and my girlfriend's moans, the passion that had been building up all night finally erupted. I struggled to control myself, trying not to let the man raping me see that I was ejaculating. Perhaps he hadn't even noticed my movements.

After ejaculating, I lay there powerless, watching my naked girlfriend, her buttocks raised, continue to be raped by the man. A strong sense of humiliation welled up inside me. My beloved girlfriend, finally, under my scheme, was raped by another man in her sleep. And she was being fucked, panting and moaning. The thought that my girlfriend's lovely buttocks and body would no longer be mine alone filled me with immense sadness.

But the man's actions didn't lessen at all because of my sadness. The theater lights had been on for about two minutes, and he was finally about to ejaculate. After a series of rapid "slap slap..." sounds, the man gripped my girlfriend's buttocks, growling as he slowly and deeply thrust in and out a dozen times. I knew that with each of those thrusts, his penis was throbbing violently. And at the moment of his ejaculation, my girlfriend's moans suddenly turned into an almost frantic scream. The doubt I had earlier about whether she was awake returned to my mind.

I couldn't believe that such moans could be made in one's sleep. And the rhythm of the moans perfectly matched the frequency of the man's thrusts. Ting, are you really awake? But why aren't you resisting? Are you naturally inclined to be raped? Or am I just imagining things, and you're not actually awake?

Just as I was lost in thought, the man tossed his girlfriend's buttocks aside, pulled up his pants, and turned to leave. At that moment, I finally found the answer: Ting's buttocks, no longer supported by the man's hands, would have fallen off the seat if she had. However, just as she was about to fall, she shifted her buttocks slightly. Although it was only a slight shift, a person in their sleep wouldn't have such a premonition of danger.

Thinking of this, I recalled a detail from Ting's rape: initially, her lips were slightly parted. But after the fat man inserted his penis, she began to bite her lips tightly, seemingly suppressing a cry. Therefore, it seemed Ting was awake.

But the situation didn't allow me to think too much. The theater had already been cleared, and the daytime audience was about to come in.

Looking at my girlfriend covered in semen, I had to quickly grab some tissues to clean her up. She reeked of the strong, fishy smell of semen. Sweat and semen mingled, making her soaking wet. I bent over, carefully cleaning her with the tissues, my mind replaying everything that had just happened. My thoughts raced.

Suddenly, someone appeared in front of me. The instant our eyes met, I froze. Holding the tissues, I stood there, staring at him. He paused, then smiled at me, reached for a briefcase on the seat next to him, and turned to leave. Before leaving, he bent down and patted my girlfriend

's sweaty buttocks twice. It was the man who had last raped my girlfriend, returning to retrieve something. I read smugness and satisfaction in his smile, but what did he see in my stunned silence? I began to worry about the question I had raised. But the thought of never seeing each other again lessened the humiliation and unease in my heart.

After cleaning my girlfriend's clothes, I "woke" her up and helped her tidy her clothes. When she tried to put her underwear back on, she couldn't find them anywhere. I suggested that maybe they had fallen on the floor and been swept away by the cleaning staff. Actually, we both knew perfectly well where her underwear was. The cleaning staff couldn't possibly be sweeping up trash in the middle of the night, could they?

But the worst part was that her wallet was also missing. Although there wasn't much money in it, it contained her student ID. Oh well, those men must have taken it. What will their expressions be when they discover that the woman they gang-raped wasn't a prostitute, but a sixteen-year-old student? I imagine they'll be both shocked and thrilled, and satisfied.

Since her underwear was gone, I had to leave her naked and put on her coat. As we left the theater, I noticed the staff member who had been clearing the theater giving us strange looks. Perhaps he, like me, had noticed Ting's unsteady gait. Despite my repeated concern and questioning, my girlfriend simply said that her legs had gone numb from sleeping on them. However, while waiting for the car outside the cinema, I caught a glimpse of her secretly wiping away the semen that had dripped down her thigh with a tissue… After that, my girlfriend and I continued our usual interactions, chatting and laughing. Neither of us mentioned what happened that night. Although I strongly suspected that she was awake when the man was playing with her, I simply didn't have the courage to ask her. Since Ting and I got along as well afterward, why break that unspoken understanding? It wasn't

until my girlfriend became more open-minded, and after she, like me, began to enjoy the feeling of being humiliated, that we finally confided in each other about our feelings at the time.

Actually, my girlfriend was already awake when the first man inserted his finger into her.

"But when I found out, he had already penetrated me. His fingers were moving inside my vagina. How embarrassing would it be if I got up and resisted? Besides, what I worried about most was that if I woke you up and you saw me being played with by a strange man, you would be disgusted with me. So I just endured it." (This is what Ting told me after we had sex once, after I was in college.)

Not long ago, I finished the draft of my article, and my girlfriend happened to be with me, so I showed it to her and told her that netizens wanted to know her thoughts, so I asked her to share her opinion. Below, I will try to recall our conversation as completely as possible.

Me: "So? Now, looking back on what happened back then, what are your feelings?"

Girlfriend: "You wrote it really vividly and specifically. It's been so long, and you still remember it so clearly. My feelings? Didn't I tell you about it before?"

Me: "No matter how well I write it, it's useless. Everyone wants to know your thoughts back then. I know we talked about it once, but it's been several years. What you said back then was your opinion from several years ago. What I want to know is how you felt at the time, and what you think now." Girlfriend: "

And you're telling me? You didn't even discuss it with me before we went to the movies that day. If I had known you'd be excited to see me being with other men, I would have been able to fully enjoy the pleasure from three men."

Me: "Damn! I wasn't prepared at all, and I was in the middle of a fierce internal struggle, how could I discuss it with you? And then you suddenly became so capable. I know you were just saying it casually. If I had told you before the movie that you were going to be fucked by three men that night, you would have run away long ago. Don't you think so?"

Girlfriend: "That's true, the key is that I had no experience back then. If it were now, I definitely wouldn't run away."

(Damn, she's so frank.)

Me: "Actually, you're really quite classy. You were so young back then, and you didn't have much experience, but you actually came to orgasm from being fucked by strangers."

Girlfriend: "How did you know I came?"

Me: "If you didn't come, what were you yelling about on top of me at the end? And you were all sweaty, your body was shaking so badly, no one would believe you didn't come." Girlfriend: "

Indeed, when the theater lights came on and the last man ejaculated, the scream I let out was because of an orgasm. But at the time, I didn't know that feeling was what an orgasm was; I just felt intense spasms inside my vagina, and I was in a semi-conscious state. Although I was afraid that you and that man would find out I was awake, and I was also afraid that other people in the theater would hear me, the intense excitement still made me scream."

Me: "Afraid that he and I would find out you were awake? Do you think we're idiots? The sound of him fucking your ass, how could you not wake up? Besides, I've never seen any woman moan in her sleep at your 'level'."

Girlfriend: "So you've seen other women moan in their sleep?"

(I'm speechless! What kind of logic is that? She turned the tables on me.)

Me: "Actually, the last man seemed to know that neither you nor I were asleep. You could tell from the strange smile on his face when he came back to get his purse. And when he picked up his purse and left, he slapped your ass twice in front of me." If he didn't know we weren't asleep, would he have been so bold? He deliberately fucked you hard, forcing you to moan. He made you orgasm in front of me to satisfy his perverted desires.

Girlfriend: "You call others perverted? You're the most perverted one! But I also suspect he knew I was awake. Otherwise, why would he fuck me so violently? Wasn't he afraid I'd wake up? I couldn't resist, and I couldn't pretend to be asleep. I was stuck on top of you, my ass sticking up, in a dilemma. Finally, he made me orgasm and I screamed. By the way, were most of the people in the theater gone by then?"

Me: "Damn, it's been 800 years! You still care if anyone saw you orgasm?"

Girlfriend: "I feel like it was only two or three minutes from when the theater lights came on until the guy left. But from what you wrote, it seems like I was fucked for a long time after the lights came on."

Me: "It was indeed only two or three minutes, but those two or three minutes were the most exciting. How can you just gloss over it?"

And in those two or three minutes, both of us, and that man, underwent significant psychological and behavioral changes.

By the way, when the theater lights came on, why didn't you react much? The man and I were both startled. But he was really into it and about to ejaculate, so we couldn't bear to leave. Even though I saw he was also panicked, he still chose to stay and continue until he ejaculated. I was also terrified that others would discover you were being raped by a stranger. But I couldn't get up and chase him away. I could only endure it for a while until he finished. But I was really scared and nervous. At the same time, it was also very exciting. So much so that watching you being raped by him under the bright lights, I ejaculated again while masturbating.”

Girlfriend: “I was scared too. At first, I closed my eyes and lay on your chest, not noticing the lights were on. Later, I heard someone shout to clear the theater, and when I tilted my head slightly, I realized the surrounding lights were extremely bright. At that moment, I was terrified. I felt like many eyes were watching me being played with by that man. I really wanted to break free from that man's grasp.” I quickly put on my clothes and found a secluded corner to hide. But the intense physical stimulation made me give up the idea of resisting. The intense excitement from below left me completely powerless. I couldn't help but start moaning again. And in the brightly lit movie theater, in my boyfriend's arms, the feeling of being violated by a strange man and making me cry out was incredibly stimulating. This was also a major reason why I later reached orgasm. "

Me: By the way, did you know I wasn't asleep when those three men were playing with you?"

Girlfriend: "Later I suspected you weren't asleep. When the men were having sex with me, and you were stroking my labia with your fingers, I realized you weren't asleep. But at the time I just didn't understand why, if you weren't asleep, you didn't stop the man from playing with me? Instead, you were stroking our genitals? Why didn't you find it dirty when the man ejaculated inside my vagina, and you continued to stroke me?"

(Of course, now when we talk about these topics, I don't need to explain to her anymore. Now she understands everything. She enjoys it even more than I do. Haha...)

Me: "Since you knew I wasn't asleep, why didn't you ask me for help? Why did you silently endure being raped by them?"

Girlfriend: "Even if you were asleep, I couldn't ask for help. Because I was afraid you would see me being played with by strangers and despise me, and abandon me. But you were awake then, you already saw me being bullied by those three men, and you didn't help me, so what use would it have been if I asked for help? I even thought they were your accomplices."

Me: "Haha, that makes a lot of sense. But if you had resisted then, I would definitely have stood by your side. And I wouldn't have despised you. After all, I planned all of this. How can I blame you?"

Girlfriend: "How was I supposed to know? Come to think of it, if I had resisted then, would we still be like this today? If you hadn't succeeded that time, maybe I would never have accepted being raped by another man." "Men fucked me. At first, I was afraid you'd wake up and see me being fucked by other men and would be disgusted with me. So I didn't resist. Later, I found out you weren't asleep at all. I was really angry. But since I'd already been penetrated, I thought I could just endure it. I didn't expect that enduring would last for three hours, and eventually I even came from them."

Me: "So I should thank those three men who fucked you? Seriously, what did it feel like when the first man used his fingers to penetrate you? Were you excited from the beginning?"

Girlfriend: "At first, I thought it was your hand penetrating me, and I was about to complain that you were disturbing my sleep, but then that man put his penis on my breasts and rubbed it. I panicked immediately, all sleepiness vanished, and I woke up instantly.

I didn't know what to do. I wanted to resist, but it was too embarrassing, and I was afraid of waking you. If I didn't resist, that man was digging..." I was so upset. In the end, he inserted his fingers until I couldn't help but moan. Even when the man ejaculated on my breasts, I didn't resist. I never imagined I'd be penetrated by a stranger and moan uncontrollably.

Although I was afraid you'd hear, and although it was embarrassing to moan while being played with by a stranger, the physical stimulation made it impossible for me to hold back. Before I knew it, I was moaning. When he smeared his semen on my lips with his fingers, I really wanted to turn my head away. But I was afraid he'd find out I wasn't asleep, so I held back. However, the disgusting fishy smell almost made me vomit.

Me: "That night, was it more enjoyable with me? Or was it more enjoyable with those three men?"

Girlfriend: "Of course it was more enjoyable with those three men, especially the last one. Because being played with by them was more exciting. I was lying on your..." "I was in your arms, my butt sticking out as he fucked me, not daring to make a sound, afraid you'd hear. The more I suppressed my feelings, the more he fucked me harder. And the more I suppressed that stimulation, the stronger it became. Eventually, I came to orgasm in your arms."

Me: "But without me, you wouldn't have had that orgasm, right? Because being fucked by a stranger in your boyfriend's arms made you nervous. Nervousness led to stimulation. Stimulation led to excitement. Excitement led to an orgasm.

Right? By the way, why did you turn away after the first man ejaculated on your breasts? If you hadn't turned away, the next two men definitely wouldn't have dared to fuck you. Did you have a desire to be fucked then? Did you deliberately stick your butt out?"

Girlfriend: "No way! I turned over to hide my breasts."

(Oh my god! I almost fainted from laughing.)

Me: "You hid your breasts, but your ass was sticking out, right? Weren't you afraid that man would fuck you with his dick?"

Girlfriend: "I didn't notice there were two other people at the time. By the time I did, the man's dick was already inside me. I couldn't move anymore, so I just stayed in that position and they did that to me for so long."

Me: "What did you feel when that man's dick first entered your vagina? Excited? Stimulated?"

Girlfriend: "Didn't you see my mouth was open? His dick was so thick, it felt like it was going to burst."

Me: "I thought you were sleeping."

Girlfriend: "Pfft, how could you sleep? With a dick that thick, even a dead person would jump up from being fucked."

(Girlfriend said, sounding a bit aggrieved)

Me: "When we left the movie theater, you were so fucked you could barely walk, and you still insisted it was from sleeping on your stomach? Do you think I'm an idiot? Even the person on duty at the theater noticed you were so fucked you couldn't walk. And he seemed to know that the man who was holding your ass and fucking you inside wasn't me. He watched us leave with a look of surprise."

Girlfriend: "Wasn't it all your doing? You made them do this for so long, and for two days in a row, my genitals were in excruciating pain whenever I walked."

Me: "By the way, did you know where your bra and panties went?"

Girlfriend: "You're right, those three men took my panties, and I didn't have time to go back to the dorm in the morning. I had to go to class naked all morning, with semen constantly leaking from my genitals. I was afraid of getting my skirt wet, so I had to lift it up..." She pulled down her skirt and sat directly on the stool, her bare bottom sticky and uncomfortable. The stool was cold, which made the pain even worse. "

Me: 'You were really honest back then. You were so tired, yet you still went to study on Sunday? I went straight to my dorm to sleep when I got back to school.' 'By the way, what were you thinking after that night? You seemed fine, laughing and joking. But being brought to orgasm by three men in front of me, didn't you feel even a little bit shaken?'

Girlfriend: 'You have the nerve to say that? After leaving the movie theater, I wanted to break up with you. I was just too embarrassed to say why. You haven't mentioned that night again, and I'm too embarrassed to bring it up either. Although those three men made me feel really good, after waking up from the orgasm...'" "I really think you're so perverted and disgusting! I also feel ashamed that I was moaning loudly when a stranger touched me. Luckily, you've been very good to me ever since, which made me give up the idea of breaking up. But for a long time, I couldn't understand your mentality and your actions. I thought you were a disgusting pervert."

Me: "If I had discussed with you from the beginning and asked you to agree to be fucked by other men, you definitely wouldn't have agreed.

And you would definitely have been scared away by my perversion. But by creating a fait accompli while you were sleeping, you slowly accepted it.

This kind of thing can't be discussed beforehand. You couldn't accept it when you were awake either. Even I hesitated and struggled a lot at the time, let alone you."

Girlfriend: "Of course. If I had been awake before the first man penetrated me, then I would have..." I definitely would have resisted. But when I woke up, I was already being penetrated, and I didn't have the courage to get up and resist. The main thing was, I was afraid you'd find out and despise me. While they were playing with me, whether I was excited or uncomfortable, I only had one thought in my mind: just endure it, it will pass. But I never expected that the man would actually insert his penis into me.

And I endured it for three hours. "You're really something else. When I was being penetrated, you didn't stop me, and you even touched me while that man was penetrating me. It made me so confused, I don't know what you were thinking.

And you had to endure it without crying out."

I said, "What are you enduring? If you want to cry out, just cry out! If you cry out, you'll feel better, and that man and I will enjoy it too. Why not?"

Girlfriend: "It's not as simple as you make it sound. It's so embarrassing to be fucked by a strange man until I scream. And I'm afraid you'll hear and think I'm too lewd. Besides, although the physical stimulation excites me, I feel incredibly humiliated. My body is being played with by a strange man at will, and I don't dare resist. The most shameful thing is that I couldn't help but moan. And you just let me be played with by someone else without caring about me. You even helped that person play with me. That made me feel especially disgusted. But despite feeling disgusted and humiliated, my body was indeed incredibly aroused at the time. Now, thinking back, I really miss that contradictory feeling..." "A great pleasure. But after that, no matter how stimulating it was, that feeling was never there again, or if it was, it was greatly diminished."

Me: "Haha, you mean you're shameless now, and it's not fun anymore? Without that humiliating feeling of being raped, it's not stimulating anymore? To be honest, I especially liked the way you looked the first time another man penetrated you, wanting to scream but not daring to, suppressing your pleasure and not daring to show it—that was so sexy." "That night, the part of my body that suffered the most was my left hand. It was sandwiched between your thighs, and your vagina was penetrated by a man for three hours. If it weren't for the lubrication of semen, blisters would have formed between my fingers long ago. But touching your..." "It's really exhilarating to be fucked by someone else. And besides your lower body, the part that hurt the most was your lips, right? Later, I saw that except when the man slowed down, you opened your mouth to catch your breath, you were constantly biting your lip while being fucked."

Girlfriend: "Of course! I couldn't help but moan when I bit my lip. If I didn't bite, I would have screamed."

Me: "If only we had digital cameras back then, I wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble writing memoirs. Photos could clearly record everything. How satisfying would it be to look at the photos years later? And much more detailed and vivid than what I wrote. But back then, we had cameras..." "That's pointless, there were no computers back then. So, next time you get fucked by someone else, I'll take pictures and post them for everyone to see, how about that? It'll be a perfect record of that exciting experience."

Girlfriend: "Of course I'd love to! Your memoir is so exciting, wouldn't it be even better with photos?

I just don't know if the other person would be willing to let you take pictures. Besides, the opportunity to do it with someone else is so rare, and the opportunity to take pictures is even rarer..." "Okay, okay, I'm done, honey, I can't take it anymore. Let's do it quickly, it's a pity there's only the two of us now...?"

Haha, I don't need to describe what happens next, right? I really don't have the energy to type anymore. I'll have my girlfriend write a passage about it for everyone to remember another day, so she can experience my hardship. But she types very slowly and her expression skills are average, so writing it will be even harder for her. I've thought about it carefully, and the best way to describe her inner thoughts is for her to talk about them while we're together and I write it down. It will also be more fluent to read. Some of our conversation above has been "written" by me. But the meaning is 100% accurate. The initial intention behind "writing it down" was to better express my girlfriend's inner thoughts. I wonder if the brothers who wanted to understand my girlfriend's inner thoughts are satisfied. Please give me more feedback so that I can continuously improve my expression in the future. The same content, if expressed in a different way, might be better understood by everyone.

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