My girlfriend Qingqing (1-3) has an innocent appearance.

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Chapter 1 My Girlfriend Qingqing is a very well-behaved and quiet girl. She is 23 years old this year and 162cm tall. Although she is not tall, she is very slender with exceptionally long legs. When she stands next to girls her age, her thighs almost reach their navels. Her waist is so thin that an adult man could easily wrap his arms around it. At first glance, she has the perfect proportions of a beautiful girl straight out of a Japanese manga. Her skin is very fair, and she has a delicate face, a straight nose, slightly upturned lips, big, watery eyes, thick eyelashes, and long hair that reaches her hips. Anyone who sees her for the first time will be captivated and unable to look away. It can be said that Qingqing is the kind of girl whose appearance and temperament are beyond human comprehension, like a fairy who is untouched by worldly affairs. During my four years of university, I finally won over my girlfriend. Looking back on those days of pursuing Qingqing, it was truly agonizing. But once I got her, I felt it was all worth it. Everyone wants to marry a woman who is elegant, domestic, and sexually successful, and Qingqing was the perfect candidate who met all the criteria. When I took her out to meet my friends, Qingqing's beauty made me feel very proud. Qingqing also learned to make excellent soups from her mother, so I could enjoy authentic health-preserving soups every few days. At night, only I knew that under Qingqing's slender clothes were a pair of enormous breasts that were completely out of proportion to her body. Wearing a tight-fitting small bra, I could never imagine that Qingqing actually had an F-cup bust, and they were very firm. Even when she was standing naked, her pink nipples maintained a slightly upturned shape, and they didn't spread out when she lay down. They looked very full, but they felt as soft as water bags to the touch. Every time I held Qingqing, I would sigh and think, "I've really struck gold. Having a girlfriend like her is worth it for life." Before I knew it, we had been dating for over a year, but my relationship with Qingqing was still like that of a couple in love. Although our sex life was harmonious, I always felt that something was wrong. I always felt that there was a slight barrier between us, whether physically or emotionally. We lacked a sense of complete intimacy and openness to each other. This was because Qingqing is a very traditional girl at heart. She never wanted to try anything fancy when we were in bed. It was always the missionary position, which I found very boring and really troublesome. Therefore, I specifically made friends with several netizens who had experience in this area, hoping to learn from their experience and get some answers. A few of us created a QQ group, and we chatted in the group every night. One of them, Brother Zhao, was particularly experienced and gave me a lot of advice, which I greatly admire. He once told me that for girls like my girlfriend Qingqing, it's because they are usually too pure and ladylike, never having experienced different kinds of sex; tradition is ingrained in their bones. But every girl, no matter how well-behaved or traditional, has a dark side. To break through that, you have to dig out that dark side of her personality. Tonight, I met Brother Zhao, and he gave me advice: when I'm in bed with my girlfriend tonight, try acting like a rapist, using a rough, no-holds-barred approach to have sex, saying, "Isn't your girlfriend very ladylike? Let's tear off that ladylike facade." His words made me feel like I grasped something. That night, around 10 PM, Qingqing finished washing up as usual, put on her bathrobe, and prepared to go to bed. I walked up to her, staring at her. Qingqing blinked a few times, looking blank. "What's wrong, honey?" I suddenly pushed her onto the bed, pinning her down, and pinned her wrists down with my hands. I said in a roguish tone, "What am I doing? Of course, I'm going to do you!" "Huh?" Qingqing seemed startled, twisting her body to try and break free from my grasp. "Don't do this, honey, it scares me." She was a little panicked, her voice trembling slightly. Seeing Qingqing's pleading expression, I hesitated for a moment. What if Brother Zhao's method was wrong? Wouldn't that ruin the upright image I had worked so hard to build? While I was hesitating, the neckline of Qingqing's nightgown was stretched open, and her large F-cup breasts jumped out of her clothes, pressing against my chest. In an instant, I felt like a volcano had been set ablaze; reason vanished. I yelled, "You slut, I've slept with you more than once or twice, why are you pretending to be so reserved? Tonight, I'm going to let you experience what it feels like to be conquered!" While cursing, I used... I forcefully ripped open Qingqing's nightgown, grabbed her breasts with both hands, and squeezed them hard. Qingqing's large breasts changed shape constantly in my hands. Qingqing cried out, "Husband, husband, don't do this! Don't do this!" She struggled to break free from my hold, unable to understand why her usually gentle and refined boyfriend had suddenly become a different person tonight, someone she didn't recognize. Qingqing lifted my head with her hands, enduring the discomfort of her breasts being squeezed, trying to figure out what was happening tonight. But at that moment, I couldn't care less about anything else; my hands... His large breasts pressed together, and his large mouth pressed directly against Qingqing's nipple, sucking, biting, and licking. "Ah!" Qingqing cried out from the sudden stimulation, unable to utter a word. It must be said, Qingqing's nipples were definitely one of her most sensitive spots. Normally slightly indented, they would protrude after stimulation, perhaps because they were usually nestled within her breasts, making them exceptionally sensitive to external stimuli. In the past, even the slightest touch during sex would be unbearable for Qingqing, but this time, my direct... The sudden, forceful sucking overwhelmed Qingqing, her mind went blank, her eyes tightly shut, panting heavily, as if she were about to faint. At this point, I simply didn't care anymore. I reached under her armpits and pulled her forcefully onto the bed, lifting her to the middle. The robe I'd been holding up with my knees slipped off her body, revealing her snow-white body, like a peeled egg, gleaming alluringly under the light. I braced my thighs against her knees, pulled out my penis—her vulva was already wet—and thrust in with a full shove. Ah! Qingqing immediately snapped awake: "No, it hurts!" I chuckled lewdly, "Pain my ass, you little slut. I've fucked you countless times, you're not a virgin anymore. I think you're just enjoying it." With that, I charged forward with the speed of a storm, Qingqing throwing her head back, her long hair flying wildly with the movement. "No, no, be gentle, be gentle." "No, don't go so fast, I can't take it." "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." "I can't take it anymore, I can't stand it." "Husband, don't do this..." "No...husband..." "Ah...ah...ah..." Qingqing gasped for breath, her mouth agape like a fish about to suffocate. Her words, which had started as speech
, gradually turned into meaningless moans and groans under my rapid thrusting. Her breasts, like two white clouds, graced her snow-white body.
Her breasts swayed up and down incessantly, her two rosy nipples like red plum blossoms in the snow, frantically swinging and leaving behind captivating red trails, like beautiful patterns drawn on white paper. "Little slut, is it comfortable?" I asked, slowing down after a rapid thrust. "Ah...uncomfortable...I feel uncomfortable." "Uncomfortable? I thrust all the way in." "Ah...no." "Is it comfortable?" I suddenly thrust all the way in again. "No...no!" Qingqing shook her head frantically. As expected, her body couldn't resist. I took a deep breath, lifted Qingqing's legs, almost folding her body in half, and used a pile driver-like position, thrusting deeper and deeper with each stroke: I'll make you feel even better. "Ah...ah..." Qingqing completely broke down: "It feels good...husband." She finally cried out. Thud...slap...slap slap "It feels good, husband, I...it feels so good." Qingqing's voice was hoarse. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly: "Ah...ah ah...ah ah" "How good is it?" I asked close to Qingqing's ear. "It feels so good." Qingqing blurted out. "Is it exciting?" "It's so exciting..." I deliberately stopped to tease her: "Do you want your husband to fuck you again?" Qingqing quickly and consciously loosened her hips: "Yes... husband... fuck me... fuck me quickly." Hearing the usually extremely ladylike Qingqing say such crude words, I was like I was on steroids, and I kept thrusting my penis deeper into her vagina. The friction between my penis and vagina was like the piston of an F1 racing car engine, as if it was rubbing against flames. The slapping sound was like a sudden downpour hitting the eaves, and Qingqing also went crazy. "Faster...husband!" "Faster..." Qingqing struggled and said to me. At this moment, I finally experienced a feeling I had never felt before. Qingqing was finally conquered by me. Her body and soul truly belonged to me at this moment. I was filled with passion: "You little slut, I'm going to fuck you to death today!" "Fuck me to death...husband!" "Don't be gentle with me...as long as you feel good." "Fuck me...harder...ah...ah!" Suddenly, Qingqing's limbs stiffened, and she hugged me tightly, her legs tightly wrapped around my buttocks. Her features were almost squeezed together. I felt a strong contraction in Qingqing's vagina, and at the same time, a stream of hot fluid surged towards my glans. Could she have squirted? Although I'm not very knowledgeable in this area, I have studied countless pornographic books and films. If I still couldn't figure it out, I would have wasted all these years. Taking advantage of Qingqing's squirting, I sped up. My penis brought up a gush of vaginal fluid, splashing my lower body with sticky juice. After a dozen more thrusts, I couldn't control myself anymore: Qingqing, I'm going to cum. I forcefully thrust my penis deep into Qingqing's vagina. Millions of offspring, aided by the slippery, lustful fluids, surged into Qingqing's uterus, wave after wave, ejaculating for a good ten seconds. The powerful impact of my thrusts caused Qingqing to faint. I looked down and saw she was asleep. Oh well, she'd had a good day. I grabbed some wet wipes, quickly dried ourselves off, pulled the covers over myself, and soon fell asleep too. The next morning, I woke up and looked at my girlfriend in my arms. Recalling the passion of the previous night, my penis involuntarily hardened again. Qingqing, still half asleep, felt something hard pressing against her abdomen and instinctively grabbed it with her hand: "Bad guy, stop!" Hearing such a sweet voice, I couldn't control myself any longer. I rolled over and pinned Qingqing down, ready to have some morning exercise. Qingqing woke up from my commotion and hurriedly covered her genitals with her hand: "I can't! You were too rough yesterday. My genitals are all swollen and still hurt." Hearing Qingqing say this, I felt a little discouraged, but her health was important, and I couldn't just ignore her. I rolled away dejectedly, feeling a bit down. Qingqing looked at my face shyly, feeling a little guilty. I watched as Qingqing bit her lip and hesitated for a long time, as if she had made a decision. Qingqing blushed and whispered, "I'm sorry, honey, how about I use my mouth to help you come?" Huh? She'd never tried this before. You see, Qingqing has always been very traditional; aside from last night's wild time, she'd hardly ever touched my penis. I hummed in agreement, and Qingqing slowly slipped under the covers. My penis immediately entered a warm cavity. "Oh! So comfortable," I blurted out unconsciously. "Yes, pull the foreskin down gently, and use your tongue to wrap it," I instructed her step by step. I must say, girls have a natural ability to learn when it comes to oral sex. Without me needing to teach her further, Qingqing had gone from initial awkwardness to fluency. Watching the blankets bulge and sink in, listening to the hissing sucking sounds, she gradually came to feel it. A few minutes later, a surge of heat rose from her abdomen. I quickly said, "Faster, I'm going to cum." "Mmm...mmm," Qingqing responded with a muffled sound through her nose, her mouth working even harder. Finally, my penis swelled up, and a large amount of semen gushed out. Qingqing hurriedly spat out my penis and quickly started stroking it with her hand. The thick, white semen sprayed high, dripping onto Qingqing's face, hair, neck, and chest before she could dodge. After ejaculating, I recovered and saw Qingqing looking a little flustered, so I felt a pang of pity: "Wife, you've really worked hard. You're so good to me." Qingqing also recovered and wrinkled her nose, complaining coquettishly, "It smells so fishy, it's awful." "Then hurry up and wash up. I feel a little ashamed of what you said." As soon as I finished speaking, Qingqing pulled up the covers, covered herself with her clothes, and rushed to the bathroom, leaving me naked. After we finished washing up, we sat at the table together and ate breakfast. Looking at Qingqing's still flushed face, I couldn't help but tease, "Someone seemed to have a lot of fun yesterday!" "Don't say it!" Qingqing quickly tapped my head with her chopsticks. After saying that, she blushed even more and almost buried her head in the bowl. "But, are you really not happy?" I persisted. "Hmm," Qingqing mumbled through her nose. "Not happy? Then forget about it from now on." I said deliberately. Qingqing glanced at me sideways and said in a voice as low as a mosquito's buzz, "Not really, it's okay." "What did you say? Speak louder, I can't hear you." "It's okay, I quite like it." After saying that, Qingqing blushed even more. Huh? Now it was my turn to be surprised. Looking at the shy Qingqing, she was like a completely different person from the one I used to know. It seems that Lao Zhao's method really worked. I happily hugged Qingqing and gave her a big kiss on her bright red lips: "Then you have to listen to your husband more often from now on!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I grabbed my bag and rushed out the door, leaving behind the words, "Wife, I'm going to work. Be good and wait for me to come back tonight." I left Qingqing wishing she could disappear into the ground. As soon as I put down my bag at the company, I heard a sly laugh. Then, a huge fat man came into view. This guy was my colleague and best friend, Pork Rong. He was 1.7 meters tall but weighed 230 kilograms, just like Majin Uub from Dragon Ball. We were inseparable and close friends who talked about everything. Pork Rong grabbed my shoulder and twitched his nose repeatedly: "Kid, I smell happiness. Tell me, is something good happening?"
"Damn, are you a Samoyed? You can tell just by smelling him." "Bullshit, I'm Sherlock Holmes. Seeing your radiant face, light steps, and smile, I knew something good was going to happen. Tell me, what's going on?" I looked at the fat guy with disdain. "You wouldn't understand if you didn't have a girlfriend." "Damn it, I have enough girlfriends to form a football team. Do you need to mock me? Oh, I get it, it's about your girlfriend. I get it, I get it. So, have you made progress in that area?"
"You really are a Samoyed, oh no, Sherlock Holmes. You can guess the gist of it from just one sentence," I gave the fat guy a thumbs up. Fatty is my number one frenemy, and of course I haven't hidden these things from him. We had a heart-to-heart talk over drinks before, discussing the issue of my girlfriend Qingqing and me not being intimate enough. Of course, he gave me a lot of advice, but I seriously suspect he's a bit of a pervert. He always says I'm too polite to my girlfriend, similar to Brother Zhao, and that I shouldn't spoil Qingqing too much, I should be more manly. He even shared a few Japanese movies with me, and after watching them, I felt like he had some SM tendencies. "You're up to no good," I cursed. "Damn it, I was just concerned about you. Ever since you told me about your sister-in-law, I've thought about it for countless days, stayed up countless sleepless nights, and given you so many ideas. Now you've done your job and you're going to deny it?"
"What the hell? Could you be any more shameless?" "I've never known what shame is." "Shameless, I give up on you." I said with extreme contempt. The fat guy glanced around furtively and whispered, "Tell me, what exactly did you do? I need to gain some experience too." Seeing his eager look, I had no choice but to give him a rough account of what happened last night. After all, we're best buddies who can talk about anything. "Damn, so your wife's a total slut inside?" "Slut my ass, it's all thanks to my training." "Then go train our company's receptionist." Pfft! I almost choked. Our company's receptionist was a complete disaster, worse than Sister Feng, yet she thought she was beautiful, and her makeup was terrifying. "Dude, I'll only be responsible for imparting my experience. I think I'll leave this difficult task to you."
The fat man shuddered, recalling the receptionist's grotesque face, his entire body jiggling. "Let's forget it, let's not talk about her. Just thinking about her makes me uncomfortable." "Who told you to bring her up first?" I yelled. "Fine, I admit I was wrong, but kid, now you can agree with my point of view, right?" the fat man boasted. "
I've always believed that to truly win a woman's heart, you have to tear down her vain pride and destroy her dignity." "Go to hell, that's called being a pervert." I punched the fat man. "Who doesn't want to be a little perverted deep down? Like when you watched the videos I gave you, didn't you feel anything? Besides, women's hearts are like the bottom of the sea, how do you know what they're really thinking?" the fat man muttered. "Uh..." I couldn't help but have my doubts. Indeed, the videos the fat man gave me had aroused me. Did I also secretly desire humiliation? Would Qingqing accept that? I racked my brains all day but couldn't figure it out. I returned home in a daze that evening. As soon as I opened the door, Qingqing was already waiting for me in the living room: "Honey, you're back!" Qingqing jumped over and hugged me. Hmm, something seemed different. I looked closer and realized Qingqing was wearing makeup today. Why was my girlfriend, who usually didn't wear makeup, suddenly dressed up? I couldn't help but wonder. Looking at Qingqing's flushed face, I couldn't help but recall Fatty's words: Do women really crave to be humiliated and conquered? That night in bed, Qingqing was more proactive than usual, her moans becoming much louder. It made me feel like my girlfriend was a different person, so I became much rougher in my movements, and Qingqing's reaction became even stronger. I sped up, kneading Qingqing's large breasts forcefully, and shouted, "You slut, I'll fuck you to death tonight."
The word "slut" seemed like a spell; Qingqing became even more intense, her moans growing louder. Suddenly, it dawned on me—my girlfriend also craved this. It seems the more innocent and conservative a woman appears on the outside, the more she craves the darker things. I changed my approach from rapid thrusting to slower movements, carefully observing my girlfriend. "Honey, faster, harder..." Qingqing couldn't help but whimper. "What's wrong? What do you want me to do?" I teased her. Qingqing tightly closed her eyes, turning her head away from me: "Just thrust faster!" "With what?" I was even less in a hurry. Seeing her too embarrassed to speak, I stopped. "With your penis." Qingqing cried out. "Pee? What's your penis?" I pretended not to understand. "Oh, stop teasing me, use your little brother." Qingqing was already uncontrollably wriggling her hips. "Little brother? Who's my little brother?" I was afraid of going too far, so I teased her with alternating deep and shallow thrusts. "It's your penis, hurry up and put it in me, I want it so badly, it's so itchy." Qingqing's vagina sucked my penis hard like a hungry baby's mouth, as if it wanted to devour my entire penis. Qingqing finally said those words, and my lust intensified. Although my movements quickened, I only inserted about a third of the length, just enough to tickle Qingqing's itchy spot. Sure enough, Qingqing couldn't help but say, "Honey, use your penis to fuck me hard." "My lower body is so itchy, yes, harder, don't be gentle with me." "Fuck me hard? Fuck who?" "Fuck me, fuck Qingqing." My girlfriend hugged me tightly. "Ah... ah ah... ah... fuck me..." "Who are you?" "I'm Qingqing... I'm your wife..." I thrust in hard. "Ah..." Qingqing couldn't help but scream in excitement. "Hurry up, I'm coming, fuck me to death, I'm a little slut, fuck me to death..." "Ah...it's inside my uterus...husband...fuck me hard...this little slut wants your big cock...fuck me to death...fuck me hard to death...ah...ah ah...faster...this little slut is coming..." "I can't take it anymore...ah...ah, I'm coming...husband, this little slut is coming." "Wife, I'm almost there too, I'm going to cum." "Cum, these few days are the safe period, cum inside me, you won't get pregnant." Qingqing screamed. With the squelching sounds of thrusting, Qingqing, like last night, held me with all her might and reached orgasm. Warm vaginal fluids gushed out like hot springs from the ground, pouring onto my glans. Her vagina contracted violently, like thick cotton thread soaked in hot water, wrapping around my rapidly thrusting penis. A few seconds later, my ejaculation gate opened, and countless essences gushed out along the opened cervix and rushed into my girlfriend's uterus, irrigating this fertile soil, making my girlfriend fly to the clouds. We clung to each other like octopuses, only catching our breath a few minutes later. Qingqing nestled in my arms, her face pressed against my chest, listening to my pounding heartbeat, and said, "Honey, I love you so much." I wrapped one arm around Qingqing's slender waist and gently stroked her full breasts with the other. "Wife, now I know what it means to be completely exhausted." "You're so annoying!" Qingqing slapped my mischievous hand away and whispered, "Honey, actually, since last night, I've felt you're different, but I really like this different you." "Really? So you admit you're a little slut?" I was secretly thrilled. "If you think I'm a slut, then I am a slut, but I'm only my husband's little slut."
Looking at Qingqing's beautiful face, hearing such a promise from such a pure, saintly girl truly moved me. "Qingqing! I love you," I called my girlfriend's name earnestly. "Honey! I love you too!" Qingqing responded passionately. "So, next time, can we try something even more exciting?" I pressed my advantage. "Okay, but you can't bully me," Qingqing replied shyly. "Don't worry! How could I bully you!" I pressed Qingqing's head against my chest, stroking my girlfriend's soft, long hair. Hmph, how could I bully her? It's just that you're happy too, hahaha, I couldn't help but plan my next move. "To be continued" [Last edited by Feng Xiyue]
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