My Years with YOYO (1-8)

My Years with Yoyo

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(I) Prologue
My girlfriend's name is Su You, and her English name is Yoyo.
Yoyo is 163 cm tall and has a face as beautiful as an angel. Between her rosy cheeks, her nose appears slightly
large, and beneath it lies a lewdness that only a few can see.
My girlfriend's physique is not much better than Lin Daiyu's, as delicate as a willow in the breeze. Yoyo lacks energy, and when she speaks (especially in Mandarin), she has a slightly coquettish voice like Lin Chiling, coupled with her little tongue that occasionally licks her red lips. We boys always feel a sense of awe and respect when faced with this sight.
Yoyo and I were high school classmates. The first time I saw her, she was wearing a yellow t-shirt that tightly covered her slightly protruding breasts; on the bottom, she wore a white pencil skirt that tightly covered her small buttocks. Everyone knows that this kind of skirt becomes transparent in the sunlight.
That day, when I saw Yoyo stand up from her seat and run outside, her firm, pert buttocks swaying, her skirt bouncing from side to side, revealing the edge of her underwear, I was captivated.
To this day, Yoyo's buttocks remain my favorite; just thinking about them gives me the urge to pin her down on the bed and thrust into her hard. Based on my years of experience, I'm clearly not the only one with this urge.
At first, we sat very close, and every day I found opportunities to get close to her, telling her jokes, buying her things, discussing problems with her. Gradually, I noticed a hint of affection developing in her eyes as she looked at me.
Our relationship grew closer day by day, to the point of being inseparable.
Of course, the ambiguous period didn't last long. I confessed my feelings to her, and her blushing face flushed slightly as she nodded and agreed. We embraced tightly…
But how could I be the only one harboring feelings for such a beautiful, sexy girl with a hint of wantonness in her bones? Countless boys fawned over her every day, offering tea and water, helping with her studies, and giving her gifts… Yoyo accepted them all, moving effortlessly among them with her captivating voice and pert buttocks. Every time I saw this, I was consumed with jealousy (after all, we were young then; if it were now, hehe, I'd be more than happy). Whenever my girlfriend wore a sexy short skirt, there were always people whistling behind her; who knows, maybe even masturbating!
In less than a year, our relationship was successfully broken up by a third party, Xiao Fang, and we practically became strangers. Until our freshman year of college, we maintained only lukewarm contact. But I could tell that whenever I ignored her for a few days, she would anxiously try to appease me; I knew she felt guilty towards me.
I didn't think much of it at first, but as I was gradually influenced by Hu Da's works, when boys teased her, my jealousy slowly turned into a morbid excitement. When I masturbated, I would imagine those boys who were full of desire for her pinning her to the ground, making her have a penis in her mouth, one in each hand, and her lower body wearing a white bodycon skirt that was completely transparent after being soaked in semen, and Xiao Fang fucking her hard.
Over the years, I thought that her body would belong to Xiao Fang, and that there would be no further chance for us to develop. Then, one day in my freshman year, I received a multimedia message: "The dress for the party, hehe, isn't it beautiful? I miss you!"
My God! In less than a year in college, Yoyo had become so mature and beautiful. That upturned corner of her mouth, had she been sucking Xiao Fang's penis? I couldn't help but put my hand inside my underwear and rub it, and finally I couldn't help but ejaculate on the phone screen, on the corner of Yoyo's mouth.
(II) Memories
After ejaculating, without bothering to wipe the thick white liquid from the screen, I lay on the bed, my mind involuntarily recalling the brief days I spent with Yoyo: the racing heart when I first saw her, the blushing face when I spoke to her, the sweetness of our first food exchange…
'But now she's Xiao Fang's woman, maybe, something has already happened…' I thought helplessly, a pang of heartache washing over me. But, as long as we still have feelings for each other, what does anything physical matter? Thinking of this, a memory about Yoyo suddenly surfaced:
It was after the college entrance exam, everyone was relieved from the pressure, like wild horses released from their reins, leaving everything behind. When the scores came out, everyone was exhausted from playing wildly, so they took turns hosting parties, inviting classmates to their homes.
The classmates were geographically diverse, so they could reconnect while enjoying the sights of different places. The boys usually attended every event, indulging in food and drink; the girls, on the other hand, were more health-conscious and generally wouldn't go too far. Yoyo,
a delicate and petite girl, only appeared a few times, but one time left a deep impression on me.
That morning, everyone met at the agreed-upon place. I arrived early and was chatting casually with my classmates when Yoyo suddenly appeared in my field of vision. Her hand was linked with Xiao Fang's, and the two walked over intimately, greeting us.
Yoyo was wearing a thin cotton floral print long dress, which was relatively conservative compared to her usual attire. But whether it was because Yoyo had developed well over the past three years, or because the dress was a bit tight, Yoyo's breasts were prominently displayed, and her hips
were as alluring as fine wine.
Upon seeing me, Yoyo's face flushed slightly, seemingly unwilling to let me see her being too intimate with Xiao Fang. She awkwardly moved away from him a little, while waving and greeting me. Xiao Fang's face turned green with jealousy. He not only tightened his grip on Yoyo with his left hand but also pulled her closer to him, his right hand
pinching Yoyo's plump buttocks and then lightly gliding over her cleft.
In an instant, I was filled with jealousy, but my manhood involuntarily hardened. Embarrassed, I quickly turned away. I heard Yoyo's slightly angry voice and a crisp sound; she must have slapped Xiao Fang's hand away. I thought, perhaps she still has feelings for me.
We boarded the bus, which swayed and rattled, the scenery rushing past the window. I couldn't help but steal glances at Yoyo. She seemed a little carsick, lying in Xiao Fang's arms. But was Xiao Fang's right hand
between Yoyo's buttocks and his own thigh? And what was that blush on Yoyo's face? Before I could think any further, the bus arrived, and everyone perked up, jumping off.
Our host, Arong, was waiting for us outside. Seeing us get out of the car, he happily gestured for us to
follow him upstairs. I happened to be walking behind Yoyo, and I saw her plump, sexy buttocks swaying in front of me. Although she wasn't my girlfriend, I couldn't resist reaching out to touch them, pressing her beautiful bottom against my face to kiss it. Judging from the faint panty lines on her skirt, Yoyo was wearing a pair of small yellow panties, barely bigger than a small thong.
Ah, I really wanted to tear them to shreds!
Upstairs, a mischievous-looking boy, a year or two younger than us, greeted us with a grin.
Arong introduced him, saying he was his cousin, a sophomore at our high school. Arong was an honest boy, but his cousin had a cunning look on his face. When he saw Yoyo, he rushed over to shake her hand, repeatedly saying, "Beautiful lady, beautiful lady." Yoyo was very happy, and a blush rose on her face, but I, because of jealousy, didn't want to talk to him much.
With plenty of time before dinner, my cousin suggested we play cards and even pulled me in. I wanted to refuse, but Yoyo excitedly grabbed me, saying, "Come on, let's play!" So I had no choice but to
join in. Since there weren't enough tables, the three of us played cards on the bed.
My cousin was indeed a clever little devil; his card counting skills far surpassed Yoyo's and mine. He would occasionally tell jokes, making Yoyo and me laugh. As we played, Yoyo got sleepy and, whether intentionally or unintentionally
, leaned towards me. That's when I noticed that Yoyo's long skirt was tight at the bottom and loose at the top, and this leaning had a significant impact, revealing most of her chest.
Not only me, but my cousin noticed too, his eyes fixed on the developing breasts of the young girl. This kid was even smirking at me! I was secretly annoyed. Although Yoyo was naturally flirtatious and had betrayed me, she wasn't someone this little devil could just stare at! But an irrepressible excitement welled up inside me, so I didn't stop him and instead gave him a knowing smile.
During the meal, everyone naturally toasted and drank; the food was no longer the main focus. The boys started playing drinking games, none willing to back down. Yoyo, though a girl, couldn't resist the relentless urging of the group of lecherous men and drank about a bottle of beer. Soon after, Yoyo's face flushed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She said she was sleepy and needed to rest, then went upstairs. Xiao Fang, completely drunk, didn't notice his girlfriend's departure.
At that moment, Yoyo's small buttocks, the outline of her underwear, and her exposed breasts on the bed all rushed into my mind. They say alcohol emboldens, so after a few minutes, I forced myself to suppress my nervousness, pretended to go to the bathroom, and slipped away. Actually, I circled around to make sure no one noticed before going upstairs.
There lay a beautiful woman on the bed, her face flushed, her red lips slightly parted, her breasts rising and falling with her breath. I licked my dry lips and walked to the bedside, gazing at the girl I loved, a strong desire to kiss her welling up inside me. Ultimately, desire overcame reason, and I leaned down to kiss Yoyo's red lips. The instant our lips touched, I felt an electric shock, a tingling sensation coursing through my body.
'Ah… these are the red lips of my beloved girl. If it weren't for this opportunity, would they have never belonged to me?' I thought to myself, my tongue involuntarily parting Yoyo's sexy lips like a snake, slipping a little inside.
Even when Yoyo was slightly drunk, her breath didn't smell of alcohol, only a faint fragrance and sweetness—truly exquisite!
I thought. Suddenly, Yoyo turned to her side. I was startled, thinking I'd been discovered, but she had simply changed her sleeping position. Perfect! Her position opened her dress slightly, and I peered inside, as if I could see her beautiful buttocks. Then Yoyo rolled back over, and I quickly poked my head out.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of stairs climbing behind me. My heart leaped into my throat. If I got caught, everything would be over. What would they think of me? Luckily, there was always a way out. There was a wardrobe as tall as me opposite the bed, so I quickly slipped inside.
Just as I closed the wardrobe, the person came in. I peeked through the crack and saw it was my cousin! This little devil seemed to have just noticed a stunningly beautiful woman lying on the bed. He froze for a moment, then drooled a few times before tiptoeing to Yoyo's bedside.
What was he going to do? I watched with a mixture of anxiety and excitement…
(Part Three) My Cousin's Humiliation My
cousin gently nudged Yoyo, and seeing no reaction, he whispered, “Yoyo, beautiful
lady, Yoyo sister, wake up…” My heart pounded even harder, knowing what would happen if Yoyo didn't respond
; but a little devil inside seemed to whisper, “Sleep, sleep, my Yoyo.”
Perhaps because she was too sleepy, and after being tormented by me, Yoyo didn't react at all, still sleeping soundly. This beauty's usually flowing long hair was now disheveled, with a few strands falling over her nose and lips, making her indescribably sexy. Confirming Yoyo
was asleep, my cousin reached out his dirty hand and gently stroked Yoyo's forehead and
cheeks. At this moment, I felt the whole room was silent; I could only hear my own heartbeat and my cousin's increasingly rapid breathing.
My cousin seemed to be getting bolder and bolder. His hand slowly moved down, first lightly brushing against Yoyo's neck, then suddenly moving to her breasts, gently pinching them through her dress. As if that wasn't enough, he leaned down, supporting himself on his elbows, and placed his hands on Yoyo's breasts.
Now I was frantic: from my angle, it looked like my cousin was riding on top of Yoyo, wantonly abusing her, but I couldn't see Yoyo's expression, only her fingers seemingly gripping tightly. Slowly, his right hand slipped inside her neckline, beginning a more intimate exploration… Consumed by lust, my hand also involuntarily slipped into my pants and began to stroke myself.
Suddenly, my cousin straightened up, seemingly intending to leave. "No way, is that all the courage this kid has?" I thought to myself. Sure enough, as I expected, my cousin just wanted to change positions. He turned himself 90 degrees and then made an even bolder move: slowly trying to pull down Yoyo's dress with both hands.
As the bra strap slipped off her shoulder, Yoyo's head twitched a few times, startling my cousin, who stopped his lewd actions. But his girlfriend didn't wake up; instead, she stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, made a nursing sound, and fell asleep again (later I observed that Yoyo often displayed her lewd side in her sleep).
My cousin snapped out of it and quickened his pace, pulling the dress down to halfway up her chest, exposing half of Yoyo's breasts. I felt a surge of satisfaction: my cousin's body was no longer blocking my view, and I could feast my eyes.
Good heavens! Yoyo's lace bra was so sexy! The silver-white bra seemed to only cover a quarter of her breasts, the rest completely exposed. My cousin, with trembling fingers, pulled the bra down a few more times, and two pink nipples popped out. My cousin and I were both stunned.
Aside from my mother's, neither of us had ever seen a woman's nipples before, let alone those of such a beautiful young girl. I saw my cousin's eyes were bloodshot, terrifyingly red, and he had completely lost his previous caution, burying his head and sucking on the bud of her right breast. This stimulating scene made my little brother stand erect.
I saw Yoyo's left nipple slowly stand up, higher and higher, and my cousin noticed it too, reaching out his left hand to gently pinch it. Yoyo's face flushed red, her breathing suddenly became rapid, and her small mouth slightly opened, actually making "ah... ah..." sounds. My cousin was obviously driven by lust, and upon hearing this sound, he even made "smacking" sounds with
his mouth, while his left hand suddenly grabbed her entire breast, starting to knead it into various lewd shapes. Yoyo couldn't take it anymore, muttering incoherently: "Xiao Fang, no, no... ah... ah... you're not allowed to play with me like this, so... so shameful... ah... Awen, harder... ah... like this, um... so beautiful..."
To my shock, Yoyo called out my name, Awen, at the end. My cousin was shocked to hear this, but he continued to humiliate Yoyo's breasts even more intensely, whispering with all his might, "Slut, keep it down!"
Yoyo's physical tolerance was now incredibly low; this stimulation was probably beyond her limit. With a long groan, Yoyo began to stretch, but her hands accidentally struck my cousin's head, which he was diligently working on.
Yoyo woke up with a start. She opened her eyes and found her cousin on top of her. Terrified, her face paled, and like any little girl, she instinctively prepared to scream.
"Oh no!" I thought, "Yoyo and her cousin are going to be utterly humiliated." But her cousin reacted much faster than I expected. His left hand swiftly moved up and covered Yoyo's mouth, refusing to let go despite her struggles.
Was this about to turn into a rape? No, someone would find out soon. I had to break out of the closet and stop it from happening.
But then she heard her cousin chuckle and say lewdly, "Sister Yoyo, why did I hear you calling Xiao Fang 'brother-in-law' one minute and 'Brother Wen' the next? Do you secretly want Brother Wen to sleep with you? Should I tell Xiao Fang? Hahahaha!"
Good heavens, this little devil had completely disrupted Yoyo's composure. Her struggles noticeably weakened, and her blush deepened, but she still raised her foot, trying to pry this lecherous brother off her. This simple act was all it took; her cousin didn't flinch, instead using his body to clamp Yoyo's legs together, preventing her from pulling away.
At the same time, his right hand swiftly slipped under her skirt, heading straight for Yoyo's most intimate spot. Damn! This guy's had quite the luck with women this afternoon; he might never meet such a beautiful woman again in his entire life.
This sudden stimulation robbed Yoyo of all resistance. As her cousin's right hand moved rapidly, Yoyo
's body gradually formed a peculiar bow, sometimes curled up, sometimes stretched straight, her ears burning red. Seeing that the beauty had completely given up resisting, her cousin withdrew his left hand from Yoyo's mouth. Yoyo immediately began to
gasp for breath, saliva sticking to her hair and forming an alluring curve on her pink neck.
Her cousin grabbed Yoyo's limp right hand and shoved it into his crotch. Upon touching her cousin's hard member, Yoyo seemed to regain some of her senses. She tried to pull her hand away, but the strength of her cousin's left hand was too much for her to resist. At the same time, her cousin's right hand seemed to move even more vigorously (at the time, I kept wondering if he had actually put it inside her panties? But my girlfriend still won't tell me, haha). With each thrust, he would ask her red ear, "Is this Xiao Fang's or A Wen's?"
"Ah...ah...it feels so good...little brother, you're so bad, how could you ask me such a...such a question? Ah...ah...it must be Xiao Fang, no, no, A...A Wen's! Hurry up..." My girlfriend gasped for breath, seemingly having completely lost her mind. Her left hand, guided by her cousin, was also stroking his ugly penis.
At this moment, I, inside the closet, was probably even more flushed than Yoyo. The girl I both loved and hated was being wantonly humiliated by a little brother right in front of me, and what made her lose her resistance was that her love for me had been seen through and exploited. This kind of stimulation is unparalleled for a man.
Gradually, I could no longer hear their lewd words; I only remembered that when my semen shot out, my girlfriend's body stiffened into a straight line, her little feet trembling wildly—she had clearly orgasmed. My cousin also ejaculated all at once, shooting onto my girlfriend's breasts, overflowing from her bra and soaking her dress.
When I came to my senses, my cousin had vanished without a trace, while Yoyo was panting, wiping the milky liquid off her body with the sheet and tidying her disheveled hair. After Yoyo finished tidying herself up, a small wet patch was still visible on her chest, and the blush on her face hadn't faded; she seemed to be swaying as she walked.
After she went downstairs, I came to my senses and slipped downstairs as well. Fortunately, everyone was quite drunk, and the girls weren't very sober either; no one noticed our unusual behavior. Xiao Fang was fast asleep on the sofa, completely unaware of what had happened.
As I left that evening, I followed behind Xiao Fang and Yoyo and overheard this conversation:
"What's that puddle on your chest?"
"Um, um..." Yoyo's ears turned red, but she answered calmly, "It's from drinking yogurt."
"So much? Huh, and it smells!" Xiao Fang leaned in to sniff, saying suspiciously.
"You rascal, so bold! There were classmates watching, and you still came up there. It must be from sweating!
Ugh, don't be so nosy, or I'll have to buy you another skirt."
I listened, half-envious and half-excited, recalling the passionate scene from noon...
(IV) Reconciliation and a Passionate Dance
After the ejaculation, I panted heavily, looking at Yoyo's photo on the screen covered in semen. My past
love and longing for Yoyo surged back, intertwining with the painful memories of the breakup, leaving me completely overwhelmed.
Looking back, the process of Yoyo leaving me was like a slow poison, tormenting me in an instant.
What was humiliating was that at that time, Yoyo and I were limited to hugging and holding hands, while it was said that Xiao Fang had kissed her countless times.
Once... The physical contact occurred in full view of everyone: during an English class, the teacher called on students to write words on the blackboard. Yoyo and Xiao Fang were chosen one after the other, and a series of malicious smiles rippled through the class. As they walked up to the podium one after the other, Yoyo, whether bumped into or due to her high heels, stumbled forward. Xiao Fang reacted with astonishing speed, also leaning forward and grabbing Yoyo's thighs with both hands, his face almost touching Yoyo's short skirt. This suggestive scene... The thought of it fills me with both hatred and excitement.
Can we still be together? I asked myself. There was hope, at least Yoyo always wanted to maintain an ambiguous relationship with me. I went to university in another city, and Yoyo often sent me the city's weather forecast, reminding me to wear more clothes; we would exchange greetings on holidays; we would still talk about topics we both liked, sometimes even reminiscing about the time we spent together, though we both tacitly avoided mentioning our experiences after we broke up. Before, Yoyo had always been the one to take the initiative, but now my longing for her had been rekindled, and I thought I had to make an effort.
Soon, we started talking on the phone like a couple, the duration gradually increasing from ten minutes to nearly two hours; the frequency also increased from once at noon or in the evening to squeezing in calls whenever we could. After all, we had been apart for so long, and there were so many things to talk about. Our lives at university, the new people and things we encountered, whether we liked our majors… and so on.
These sweet days lasted for more than a month, but what kept me in my mind was that she was with Xiao Fang… How could she still have so much time to call me? Could there be a rift between them? I was secretly pleased, but still waited for her to break the ice.
Finally, one evening during a phone call with Yoyo, she suddenly sighed and said she felt so lonely.
I tentatively mentioned Xiao Fang, and Yoyo paused for a moment before telling me that she and Xiao Fang had been giving each other the cold shoulder for a month and hadn't contacted each other at all. Since the topic had shifted, Yoyo told me about her and Xiao Fang's experiences in university.
Initially, they would visit each other's schools every week to spend the weekend together. Although Yoyo got carsick, she still frequently went to Xiao Fang's school. At first, Xiao Fang, wanting to show off, always had Yoyo dress provocatively and appear in front of his classmates. However, when those boys approached Yoyo with lustful eyes, Xiao Fang would get jealous and
yell at her, making her very sad. (Actually, I can imagine how the sexy Yoyo
mingled with all the boys, haha!)
Yoyo, being naturally lively, frequently participated in hosting events at school and even took on modeling jobs, which always annoyed Xiao Fang, leading to frequent arguments between them. (Hearing this, I got an erection; I wonder how many people have fantasized about Yoyo, and even taken advantage of her? I thought.)
Suddenly, Yoyo's tone shifted from sadness to a lighthearted one as she asked me, "Awen, you've always been the only one who truly understands me, like a soulmate. If it were you, would you object?" I naturally patted my chest in support of Yoyo. Yoyo laughed heartily. After
that phone call, our relationship finally entered an ambiguous phase. But what made me jealous was that Yoyo seemed to have no intention of breaking up with Xiao Fang, still remembering how good he was to her when he pursued her. All I could do was wait for an opportunity.
The opportunity finally arrived some time later. Yoyo, her voice trembling with tears, said on the phone that during their month-long cold war, Xiao Fang had moved in with a girl from the same school. Hearing this, I felt both heartache for Yoyo's ordeal and a surge of joy. Yoyo's reaction was extremely intense; she even threatened to rush to the school to confront Xiao Fang and contemplate suicide. My first reaction was, "How can this be? It's like throwing a lamb to the slaughter!" I desperately tried to dissuade her.
However, the next day at noon, I couldn't reach Yoyo by phone. I learned from other classmates that Yoyo
had gone to see Xiao Fang after all, and Xiao Fang publicly apologized, saying he wanted to make it work with Yoyo. This wasn't good news for me, but if Yoyo wasn't too hurt, I could suppress my jealousy and accept it silently. Looking back now,
Yoyo's feelings for Xiao Fang might not have been as deep as I initially thought; perhaps she just couldn't accept the feeling of losing to another girl.
However, things slowly escalated into a farce. Xiao Fang showed no remorse whatsoever, and the girl he was living with instead confronted Yoyo, causing a huge scene. It was then that Yoyo learned that Xiao Fang and that girl had already had
a relationship. Later, I gradually learned that during this time, numerous scandalous incidents had occurred, which Yoyo had kept from me. These things will be explained later, so I won't go into detail here.
In short, Yoyo and I officially resumed our boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. At school, we were no longer satisfied with just daily phone calls, so we started video calling instead. The first time we video chatted, Yoyo was wearing a little lace dress, her slightly parted nostrils revealing a strong desire that made my heart race.
"Wife, you're so sexy!"
"Don't call me that, who's your wife, huh?"
"Still being stubborn, my wife's being naughty! I want to fly to your side."
"Hehe, come on, you'll see your sexy wife when you come."
One afternoon after dinner, Yoyo and I started video chatting again. My roommates laughed, "This guy, he's forgotten about us brothers since he got a wife." This video chat was pre-arranged; Yoyo was going to
show me her sexy dance moves.
As soon as the video started, I saw my girlfriend wearing a yellow t-shirt with a low-cut lace dress underneath.
"What are you wearing down there, honey?"
"Guess."
"A short skirt or hot pants?"
"You rascal, a short skirt? You want me to show too much? It's hot pants!"
Saying that, my girlfriend stood up and took a few steps back so that her lower body could be seen in the video. My girlfriend's tanned legs, paired with denim hot pants that were so short they almost exposed her buttocks, instantly ignited my lust.
"Honey, do you dress like this at school?"
"Of course! If I don't dress sexy, you won't worry about me getting stolen away, and you won't be nice to me! Haha."
I thought to myself, 'So sexy, sooner or later someone will pin me down and fuck me hard.' But I dared not say that out loud.
"Honey, hurry up and dance for your husband."
"Ugh, can't you see there are still people in my dorm? I can only dance after they leave, otherwise I'll be too embarrassed!"
Unfortunately, my girlfriend's roommates were really oblivious to my feelings, and they kept walking around the dorm. My girlfriend was also very anxious, making all sorts of funny faces in the video to make me laugh.
Finally, the last girl left, and my girlfriend jumped up, slammed the dorm door shut, gave me a sly smile, and turned to move the chair away from the girl behind her. That's when I saw her buttocks, swaying back and forth, as if saying, "Fuck me."
My girlfriend adjusted the video angle and started dancing jazz in front of me. Her graceful figure swayed in the video; when she bent over, I could see her white breasts, and when she arched her back, it was even more arousing, revealing her pink panties peeking out from her waist! The thought that my girlfriend had definitely danced in front of more than just me made my penis continue to swell.
Suddenly, I felt my roommates coming and going too frequently behind me, so I glanced to the side—good heavens, they were all taking the opportunity to stare at my sexy girlfriend. I wonder if my girlfriend would be excited if she knew this?
After the dance, my girlfriend didn't sit down. Instead, she leaned over and typed: "Honey, I'm going to study after typing for a bit. Did you dance well?"
"Honey, you're the most beautiful and sexiest woman I've ever seen, even more alluring than Maggie Q."
"Ugh, how can you brag like that about your girlfriend?"
But my eyes remained fixed on her breasts. Her low-cut lace dress almost completely exposed her breasts when she bent over, even her left nipple was faintly visible. I was about to type praise for her breasts when an idea suddenly struck me. I beckoned my roommates over.
"Come say hello to your sister-in-law!"
The perverts jumped up and rushed towards the screen. When they saw my girlfriend's beautiful breasts, they were all stunned, some even panting. My girlfriend was completely unaware, enthusiastically greeting them one by one, oblivious to the fact that her upper body had been exposed. I, meanwhile, suppressed my excitement and the throbbing pain in my penis, watching this lewd scene.
After my roommates dispersed, I typed to my girlfriend that she had flashed her breasts.
"Honey, you were so sexy just now, your whole chest was showing. Don't let anyone see you at school!"
"Oh, no way! You're one to talk, now your roommates have seen everything."
"They were already here when I noticed, I couldn't just tell them, could I?"
"Hehe, I'm not angry, let them have a good look!"
Ah, my darling Yoyo, what desires flow through your body!
During this time, we lived happily every day. But I always had a question in my mind. On the night Yoyo completely broke up with Xiao Fang, she cried on the phone, "Awen, let's be together! I want to give you the best years of my life. I'm still a virgin!" Could it be true? Could a beautiful woman like my girlfriend, who seems so promiscuous, really hold onto her last line of defense? Soon, I'll find out, I think.
(To be continued)
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