Humiliating his girlfriend on the subway

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My girlfriend's name is Xiaowen, she's 22 years old, and very cute. She has a small, rosy cherry-like mouth, a slim waist, and is 158 cm tall. Although she's not very tall, she's very well-endowed. Every time we go shopping for lingerie together, she buys a 34D bra (sometimes even that feels too tight). For her height, her breasts are truly magnificent. She also has a round, plump bottom, and every time I masturbate her, I feel her fleshy buttocks bounce back and forth.
My girlfriend is still studying (but we live together). She studies fashion design, so her clothes are very sexy, and her deep cleavage often makes lecherous men on the street stare. Because of her outstanding looks and magnificent breasts, she's the object of many men's affections. Since I'm already working while she's still studying, her time at school becomes their target.
After a hard-fought struggle, I finally won my girlfriend's heart. Only then did I realize her clitoris was incredibly sensitive; even the slightest stimulation would cause her to become extremely wet, her hips to involuntarily twitch, and she would constantly crave penetration. Moreover, she orgasmed very easily; during sex, she could have three orgasms in half an hour. Frankly, my penis isn't large, just average, but my girlfriend always thoroughly enjoyed it.
I don't know when it started, but I began to have thoughts of betraying and humiliating my girlfriend. Every time I saw her with her eyes half-closed in ecstasy, I imagined a stranger on top of her, thrusting his thick penis into her vagina.
There was a classmate named Cheng, a complete lecher, who had been pursuing her (obviously, to sleep with her). He would often find excuses to get close to her. Since she usually wore low-cut tops, it had become a daily routine for Cheng to peek at her cleavage. My girlfriend knew that Acheng was pursuing her, but she didn't know that Acheng was a lecher, nor did she realize that Acheng admired her magnificent breasts every day.
That day, I went to pick my girlfriend up from school and saw her at the school gate. She was dressed as lightly as usual, in a black low-cut tank top and thin yoga pants. When she saw me from a distance, she skipped and hopped towards me. She probably didn't realize that as she ran, her two fleshy breasts were swinging wildly, and with her round buttocks, the students around her were probably dumbfounded.
My girlfriend came to my side and immediately leaned on my arm. Her two breasts pressed against my arm and spread apart. She said coquettishly, "Honey, I'm so tired today! I had to do push-ups and running in PE class, I'm so tired." As soon as my girlfriend mentioned doing push-ups, I thought of her tank top and her breasts that were so big they looked like they were about to burst out of her bra.
I then asked, "Why did you suddenly do this?" My girlfriend said, "Because the school sports meet is almost here, and the sports committee member (I later learned it was Cheng) requires everyone to participate, so we have to practice during our free time PE class today." Hearing this, I guessed Cheng was doing it on purpose; his goal was to admire my girlfriend's body.
My girlfriend continued, "Because the girls have to do thirty reps, everyone else finished, but I only did fifteen, so Cheng, who was supposed to finish, went to run first, and I stayed behind to continue. In the end, I was the only one left doing them." Hearing this, I started to picture Cheng standing there while my girlfriend did push-ups on the ground, watching her 34D breasts sway up and down. I guess Cheng's pants were about to burst. My
girlfriend continued, "But when I got to twenty-three, I couldn't do any more, so Cheng came over and held my waist to make me continue..." I was shocked. Cheng wasn't just watching anymore; he wanted to experience my girlfriend's body with his own hands! Seeing that I didn't say anything, my girlfriend playfully said, "Silly pig, are you jealous? Don't worry, Cheng was just supporting my waist and stomach from behind, he didn't touch anything important."
After hearing my girlfriend's explanation, I felt even more that she was silly and naive. For Cheng, supporting my waist and stomach was enough. I guess he was imagining himself making love with my girlfriend in a paparazzi-style manner. I wonder if his bulging crotch touched my girlfriend's round buttocks. Thinking about this, I suddenly felt inexplicably excited.
Just then, Cheng came up to greet us. It turned out that he was going in the same direction as us to take the subway, so we walked to the subway station together. On the way, I noticed that his eyes often glanced unintentionally at my girlfriend's chest. But it wasn't his fault, it was just that my girlfriend's breasts were too big, and they bounced when she walked, almost as if they were about to jump out.
The three of us arrived at the subway station, which was right at rush hour. The subway was so crowded that it was almost unbearable. We finally managed to squeeze onto the subway. Because it was so crowded, my girlfriend and I were pushed against a closed door on the opposite side. My girlfriend was facing away from me, pressed against the subway door, while I was pressed against her back and buttocks from behind. Acheng was standing next to me. It was so crowded that we couldn't move. I guess Acheng wasn't in the mood to admire my girlfriend at that point.
The subway started moving. My girlfriend stood very steadily because the doors in front of her were closed and I was pressing firmly against her from behind, making her feel very safe. I hugged my girlfriend from behind, and suddenly remembered her talking about how Acheng helped her do push-ups earlier that day. My penis became hard, pressing against her thin yoga pants. Because the yoga pants were so thin, I could clearly feel her fleshy buttocks and cleft—the same feeling I got when I fucked her from behind.
Then I slowly thrust into her buttocks. My girlfriend felt it, turned her head, and whispered, "Bad guy." But she didn't resist; I guess she thought that since it was so crowded, no one would notice, so it didn't matter. However, she was wrong. My neighbor, Cheng, noticed, but because it was so crowded, he couldn't see clearly. He only knew that I was pressed tightly against my girlfriend's back, and he probably imagined that he was pressing against her!
Several stops passed. My girlfriend was probably too tired today, so she closed her eyes and lowered her head to rest. I continued to press my hard penis against her buttocks from behind, occasionally thrusting forward. The subway stopped, and many people got off, making the carriage a little more spacious. But unexpectedly, another group of people pushed on. Because I wasn't prepared, I was pushed aside, and my original seat was taken by the person next to me—that was Cheng. Between Cheng and me was a woman in her forties, who had also been pushed to this position by the people behind her. My girlfriend, however, kept her eyes closed and didn't know anything.
The subway started moving again, and the carriage was still very crowded. This time, the person behind my girlfriend was Cheng, and I was pushed to the side. Between Cheng and me was now an unrelated woman. At that moment, the thought of humiliating my girlfriend resurfaced, but because of my presence, Acheng was very careful. Although the people behind him kept pushing him, his body didn't touch my girlfriend.
Then, an idea popped into my head: let Acheng enjoy my girlfriend's plump buttocks. Usually, Acheng could only look, but today he could truly feel it, since my girlfriend didn't know. So I deliberately turned my face away, lowered my head, and closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. Of course, I was still secretly watching how Acheng treated my girlfriend.
Gradually, Acheng saw me like this and thought I was really tired and sleeping. His body slowly became unruly, and he began to slowly move closer to my girlfriend's back and buttocks. He would occasionally look to see if I was still "sleeping" with my eyes closed. Of course, my acting was still very good.
After confirming several times that I was really asleep, Ah Cheng finally pressed his body against my girlfriend's back, just like I had done before. Because I was looking down, I could see a large bulge in the crotch of his basketball shorts, almost bursting, and he was pressing tightly against my girlfriend's fleshy buttocks, which were covered by thin yoga pants. At this moment, I was extremely excited, and my crotch also stretched open, but because I was wearing jeans, it wasn't noticed.
Since my girlfriend still had her eyes closed and her head down, she was unaware of everything that had just happened. She thought it was me pressing my hard penis against her from behind, and had no idea that her round buttocks had been occupied by Ah Cheng. At this moment, I noticed that Ah Cheng was no longer content with just pressing his penis against my girlfriend's buttocks, but began to slowly thrust forward, one stroke at a time, pressing into the deep cleft of my girlfriend's buttocks. The middle of my girlfriend's yoga pants was now pushed into the cleft by Ah Cheng.
I recalled how, when I was thrusting into my girlfriend earlier, her pants were so thin it felt like she wasn't wearing any. So, Ah Cheng was definitely feeling her buttocks very clearly. He kept thrusting forward, which felt exactly like having sex with her from behind, the only difference being the lack of penetration. My girlfriend, meanwhile, was silently enjoying my erection with her head down.
I glanced up slightly and saw that Ah Cheng was no longer paying attention to whether I was asleep or not. Instead, his face was pressed against my girlfriend's ear, his entire body pressed against her back. I could imagine that Ah Cheng was fantasizing about having sex with my girlfriend, thrusting hard into her honeypot from behind.
At that moment, I noticed that although my girlfriend's head was down and her eyes were closed, her face was starting to turn red. In my experience, she was starting to feel something. As I mentioned before, my girlfriend is very sensitive and easily aroused, but I didn't expect that just a few rubs against her buttocks would make her feel something. I guess her honeypot is starting to get wet now.
As if sensing his girlfriend was starting to feel something, Acheng's hands became restless. His left hand slowly embraced her slender waist, while his right hand reached down to her chest, greedily caressing her fleshy breasts through her black tank top. His girlfriend silently accepted his caresses.
Then, Acheng's left hand joined in, and now both hands were holding her full breasts, while his lower body thrust repeatedly into her buttocks. At this moment, I, her boyfriend, was secretly watching my girlfriend's classmate enjoy her shapely body, but I didn't feel angry; instead, I was incredibly excited, thinking, "Acheng, just enjoy my girlfriend! It would be even better if I could tear through her yoga pants and penetrate her directly." (Of course, that was impossible, but I unconsciously thought that at the time.)
Acheng's hands were playing with my girlfriend's fleshy breasts, shaping them into various forms. At that moment, I saw Acheng's hand slowly slip under my girlfriend's tank top. "Ah!" I almost cried out in shock because Acheng had his hand inside her clothes, stopping at her chest. Then I saw something inside her clothes being pushed up.
At that moment, I understood: her bra had been pushed up, and Acheng's hand was now firmly grasping her breasts, constantly playing with them—squeezing, pinching, pushing, and grabbing. Meanwhile, my girlfriend was still silently enjoying herself, occasionally letting out soft breaths and moans. Her hips were swaying slightly involuntarily; she probably wanted it.
The subway continued its journey, and my girlfriend's breasts continued to be fondled by Acheng, her buttocks still pressed against his bulging crotch. I, meanwhile, silently watched Acheng humiliate my girlfriend…
Several more stops passed, and the carriage thinned out considerably. Seeing this, Acheng reluctantly straightened my girlfriend's bra, slowly slipping his hand out of her clothes, his body slowly moving away from her, then shifting to the side. But I could still see his bulging crotch.
Seeing this, I wisely "woke up," smiled at Acheng, and mouthed, "Too tired." Acheng smiled back. I knew his smile wasn't flattery, but rather a happy smile of satisfaction with his day's haul.
The woman next to me got off, and I returned to behind my girlfriend. She opened her eyes, turned her head, and whispered, "You're so bad." Then she lightly slapped my chest. I noticed her face was still flushed; I guessed Acheng's techniques had made her very comfortable. Acheng saw this too, and I think he must have felt incredibly accomplished. Afterwards, we acted like nothing had happened, and a few stops later, we got off the subway.
That night, while my girlfriend was showering, I secretly took a look at her underwear. Just as I suspected, there was a noticeable wet patch in the crotch area, indicating that she was very wet. Afterwards, I thought about it, and realized that if my girlfriend had been wearing a short skirt that day, Acheng could have penetrated her and given her a good fucking. This thought immediately excited me, and I started planning how to humiliate her.

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