Baby Bingbing

This is a completely true story. I can't believe this actually happened to me, and I can't believe I actually let my girlfriend be humiliated... A month ago, my girlfriend Bingbing and I went to visit her classmate, Ayue. Ayue's boyfriend, Dajun, is a young teacher at a university, and they live in a very small single dormitory room. Ayue isn't pretty, but Bingbing and I both felt that Dajun was very sincere towards her. Although they lived a simple life, it was clear that their relationship was very good. In contrast, Bingbing is a very pretty girl. In college, she was pursued by countless boys from her freshman year to her junior year before I finally won her over.
That night, we stayed out very late. Their single dormitory room was very small, barely big enough for a bed and a table, so we decided that Dajun and I would sleep on the floor, and Bingbing and Ayue would sleep on the bed. After a while, we lay down. Actually, the four of us were lying side by side, from left to right: Dajun, me, Bingbing, and Ayue, but Bingbing and Ayue were sleeping on the bed.
After turning off the lights, Bingbing insisted on holding my hand before falling asleep, so I had no choice but to give in and put my hand on the bed for her to hold… She quickly fell asleep holding my hand, but I couldn't let her sleep with my hand like that, otherwise how could I rest? So I gently pulled my hand away. Looking at her peaceful little face, I couldn't help but gently touch her cheek, then gently stroke her neck. Unable to resist, I put my hand under her blanket and caressed her breasts… I was almost asleep when I suddenly felt Dajun moving closer to me, very close. Could it be? Is he gay? I was so nervous I didn't dare breathe, thinking that I had to protect my body even if it meant not sleeping! He then lifted his leg… Damn! It seems I have no choice but to confront him today! Just as
I was about to make a move, I suddenly realized his foot was under Bingbing's blanket! What's going on? I was confused. Based on my experience of diving in giant beans for over a year, I thought of something, but I couldn't believe it was happening to me!
The room was dark, and Dajun couldn't see that I was watching his movements. He moved closer to me, then almost stuck half his foot under Bingbing's blanket. Bingbing didn't react. Dajun paused for a moment, then slowly moved his foot under the blanket. Judging from the range of his movement, I was shocked to realize that it was between Bingbing's thigh and lower abdomen!
I was so nervous that I could almost hear my heart pounding. I didn't know what I was feeling; I was a little angry, but I think I was mostly excited—this kind of thing that happened in novels happening to me was just too exciting! Hehe, but I wouldn't let my girlfriend be raped like Hu Zuofei did. I decided to enjoy this exciting scene to myself, unless my girlfriend woke up and I had to step in.
Dajun rubbed his leg against my girlfriend for about five minutes, then suddenly stood up, walked over to my girlfriend, and said, "Hey! Why can't you two even cover yourselves with the blanket properly!" He went to Bingbing and Ayue to help them cover themselves with the blanket. Huh? Did I misunderstand him?
Just as I was beginning to have my suspicions, I noticed Dajun pulled Bingbing's blanket up a bit, tidying it up and completely exposing her legs! It was late May, and the weather was quite warm, so her exposed legs weren't cold. Bingbing woke up groggily, gurgled a little, and then fell back asleep.
Dajun lay down again and slowly moved closer to me, seemingly checking if I was asleep. Actually, when he got up, I moved closer to Bingbing so Dajun could be closer to her! Sure enough, Dajun pressed himself tightly against me again, then stretched out his leg and placed it on Bingbing's snow-white thigh.
This time, without the blanket obstructing the view, I could see more clearly: Dajun was slowly rubbing his foot against the inside of Bingbing's thigh. After a few more minutes, Dajun actually slowly moved his foot to Bingbing's genitals!
Thankfully, Bingbing was wearing underwear; otherwise, being touched by that dirty foot would have been unbearable. As I thought this, I kept a close eye on Dajun's every move.
Dajun's foot remained between Bingbing's legs, pressed against her vulva. He seemed afraid of waking her and didn't dare move. After a while, he actually pulled his foot back.
That was it, I thought, and was about to go to sleep when I noticed Dajun sit up. After sitting for a while, seeing that we seemed to be asleep, he sat down beside Bingbing's feet and slowly stroked her thighs… Dajun actually placed his hands on Bingbing's soft thighs and slowly stroked them. Thinking about how I usually caressed Bingbing, I couldn't help but feel a sense of smugness: Feeling good, huh? Let you have some fun too.
Clearly, Dajun was getting excited; I could clearly hear his breathing. He almost sat next to Bingbing, both hands groping the inside of her thighs. At first, he was careful, only stroking near her knees, but gradually Dajun couldn't control himself and pressed his palms against Bingbing's vulva. I saw his hand rest on Bingbing's panties and then stop, his breathing becoming very rapid. My mind was in turmoil: Should I just pretend to be asleep? Should I just let Dajun play with my girlfriend like this? Will he stop? What if he doesn't stop? I was so tense that my whole body was taut, and that time felt like an eternity… Suddenly, that hand started moving again! Damn it, Dajun actually put his left hand inside Bingbing's panties! Oh! My blood rushed to my head, I was so nervous I almost fainted, my heart pounding wildly.
The room was too dark, I couldn't see exactly how Dajun's hand was moving inside Bingbing's panties, but I could vaguely make out that Dajun's movements were very slow, as if he was gently squeezing Bingbing's vulva. I looked at Bingbing, her beautiful face was still so peaceful, what was she dreaming about? Was she dreaming that I was caressing her?
Dajun moved closer to Bingbing and stretched out his right hand… He slowly placed his right hand under Bingbing's buttocks… Oh my god! He wanted to take Bingbing's panties off!
I was almost bursting with excitement and couldn't help but move slightly. Dajun withdrew his hand almost instantly and stared intently at me. Oh no, I've been found out! I had no choice but to pretend to wake up and turn over lazily, saying, "Hey, Dajun, why did you sit up? Is it a bit crowded on your side?" Dajun mumbled that he was right. My head was spinning, and I asked, "Then I'll sleep on your side, and you can sleep on mine."
When we lay down again, it was now a scene where Ayue and I were sleeping on the outermost side, while Dajun and my girlfriend were lying side by side. After I lay down, I didn't say anything more and made slightly rhythmic breathing sounds to indicate that I was extremely tired and about to fall asleep. Dajun didn't move again, and I didn't know if he was really asleep.
Dajun's dormitory was in a very remote suburb. Bingbing and I were stuck in traffic for almost three hours on the way there, and then walked for more than an hour before we arrived. We were exhausted, so in this state of excitement, my consciousness began to blur... Suddenly, I seemed to hear Bingbing's familiar voice, and I instantly woke up. I opened my eyes and saw Dajun's hand on Bingbing's breast; Bingbing was tightly gripping Dajun's hand, looking at him in panic. Bingbing was awake!
Faced with this situation, I had no idea what to do. If this were revealed, Bingbing would be greatly hurt, and besides, things hadn't gotten out of control yet! I held my breath, waiting for Bingbing's reaction.
Bingbing was clearly panicked; she hadn't expected her best friend's boyfriend to do this to her. She just held Dajun's hand tightly, forgetting to push it away from her chest; Dajun, obviously not expecting Bingbing to wake up suddenly, also stood there stunned. However, I don't know what he was thinking. Perhaps he thought that Bingbing not pushing his hand away was a tacit consent. I saw his hand seem to lightly grab Bingbing's chest again, and Bingbing couldn't help but let out a soft moan before quickly pushing Dajun's hand away.
However, Dajun seemed a little too excited. Perhaps he thought that Bingbing wasn't really rejecting him, and he actually reached out and touched Bingbing's lower body. Bingbing quickly pulled her legs together and turned her back to Dajun. Seeing that she didn't say anything, Dajun took it as her consent and began to caress and knead Bingbing's thighs and buttocks.
Dajun's movements were not gentle; in fact, they were quite forceful. He touched areas that were very sensitive to women. He ran his fingers along Bingbing's thighs, then pressed two fingers hard against her anus through her underwear, and rubbed her vulva through her underwear… Bingbing clearly couldn't take it anymore; her body began to tremble, and her legs, no longer tightly closed, slowly parted. Dajun became even more excited, suddenly pulling Bingbing's underwear down to her knees. Bingbing immediately grabbed his hands, preventing him from pulling it down further. I don't know what Bingbing was thinking at that moment—was she worried about being discovered, or was she aroused by Dajun and wanted it? Anyway, Bingbing only held on for a short while before letting go, seemingly giving up the resistance.
Seeing that Bingbing no longer resisted, Dajun immediately pulled Bingbing's underwear off completely, his fingers moving back and forth on her vulva, clearly attacking her most sensitive spot, the clitoris. Bingbing couldn't bear it any longer and let out a soft moan.
Dajun, at least, knew he couldn't be discovered by me and Ayue. I heard him ask very quietly, "Shall we go to the toilet?" Bingbing didn't answer. She turned around and looked at Dajun, then suddenly looked at me. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
...When I quietly opened my eyes again, I saw that Bingbing had gotten off the bed and was lying on Dajun's right side (I was pretending to be asleep on Dajun's left). Dajun obviously didn't expect her to do this and was at a loss for what to do. Bingbing said softly, "Don't go too far!" Dajun then reacted and asked, "What do you want me to do?" Bingbing was silent for a while before saying, "Don't put it in." Then she lay down on the floor where Dajun and I were sleeping. Looking at Bingbing's perfectly exposed vulva, Dajun almost immediately took off his underwear and pressed down on Bingbing's back like a hungry dog. I heard Bingbing let out a very soft "ah," which, to me, meant that Dajun's genitals had touched her completely wet vulva.
Seeing Dajun grasp his penis, rub it against Bingbing's lower body a few times, then pull back and thrust forward again, Bingbing let out a moan. Dajun pulled back slightly, then thrust again. Bingbing didn't spread her legs, so Dajun couldn't penetrate her vagina; he could only rub the head of his penis against the vaginal opening.
Seeing that Bingbing wasn't cooperating, Dajun stopped forcing it and pressed himself tightly against her, moving up and down.
I squinted as I watched my girlfriend Bingbing being raped by another man less than a meter away from me; my heart was pounding in my chest. Bingbing buried her face in the pillow, gripping the sheets tightly, desperately trying not to scream; Dajun, on the other hand, became increasingly excited, his hands reaching around from behind to knead Bingbing's breasts.
Slowly, Bingbing loosened her legs and slightly raised her buttocks. Hearing Dajun's soft "hey," Bingbing trembled all over, and despite being buried in the pillow, she still let out a soft "woo-woo" sound—Bingbing couldn't control herself and cooperated with Dajun as he inserted his entire penis into her vagina!
Dajun was clearly excited; he almost forgot that his girlfriend and I were lying next to him, and, carried away, raised Bingbing's buttocks even higher, almost into a doggy-style position, and began thrusting even faster.
I first made love with Bingbing over a year ago, and now I can say I'm quite experienced. Every time I penetrate Bingbing's vagina from behind, only a dozen or so thrusts are enough for her vaginal opening to tighten, stimulating the most sensitive part of the penis, making it irresistible. Sure enough, after less than half a minute of thrusting, Bingbing's entire body began to sway back and forth with his movements, so that when Dajun pulled his penis out, the glans was almost exposed outside her labia; and when he thrust in, the entire penis was deeply buried inside her vagina.
After thrusting vigorously for over ten minutes, Dajun's breathing suddenly became rapid. He abruptly collapsed onto Bingbing, tightly embracing her waist from behind, pressing his genitals against her buttocks. His body trembled for a moment, then he remained still… The next day, Bingbing woke me up early, telling Ayue she wasn't feeling well and wanted to go home. We then left together.
I didn't tell Bingbing anything about what happened, and she didn't mention it at all, remaining the same as before. I believe that what happened that night was Bingbing's own choice, but I don't blame her. Bingbing loves me, but that doesn't mean she can't try having sexual contact with others; otherwise, wouldn't her life be too monotonous? Since that incident, Dajun has frequently brought Ayue to visit Bingbing and me. Although the four of us seem normal, and Bingbing and Ayue are still very close friends, I always feel that Dajun's eyes are constantly glancing at Bingbing when we're together. It seems like Dajun has gotten a taste of her and wants to find another opportunity to sleep with Bingbing. Fortunately, Bingbing always avoids any unnecessary contact with Dajun. Obviously, Bingbing still loves me, and the last incident hasn't affected my relationship with Bingbing.
However, Dajun seems very persistent. Almost every two weeks, he and Ayue invite Bingbing and me to their place, or he brings Ayue to my place to visit Bingbing. But each time, Bingbing deliberately avoids staying overnight, until my birthday.
Since it happened to be a weekend, Dajun brought Ayue over to celebrate my birthday. Carrying bags and bags of food, they naturally didn't forget to buy some beer. Later, Dajun complained that the beer was too weak and not satisfying enough, so he went and got a bottle of whiskey.
That night, the four of us ate, drank, and played until late. Bingbing, her cheeks flushed, was about to see Dajun and Ayue off when she noticed that Dajun was so red-faced he could barely walk, and it seemed impossible for him to drive them home. Ayue wasn't in much better shape; she had just vomited and probably couldn't even stand up straight, so Bingbing couldn't insist on seeing them off.
My place only had one bedroom and one bed, so Bingbing and Ayue naturally slept on the bed, while Dajun and I slept on the floor. The situation was the same as four months ago, but thankfully Dajun was really drunk this time and probably wouldn't wake up.
Perhaps because we didn't have to work the next day and were at home, Bingbing and I had also drunk quite a bit. After washing up, Bingbing soon fell asleep on the bed. Although I was exhausted, and the effects of the alcohol were slowly taking hold, I couldn't fall asleep on the floor. Looking at the three sleeping people, the image of Bingbing being penetrated by Dajun on the floor last time kept replaying in my mind.
Suddenly, Dajun sat up. I quickly closed my eyes, only to hear him yawn loudly and then call my name. I pretended to be asleep and ignored him, wondering what he was up to.
After a while, seeing that I didn't react and seemed to be fast asleep, Dajun called Ayue and Bingbing. Those two girls were so drunk they couldn't wake up at all, but Dajun's voice was clear and unmistakable. I started to think that Dajun wasn't drunk at all.
Then I felt Dajun stand up and walk towards Bingbing's bedside. I thought: Dajun, you're going too far! You actually want to violate my girlfriend again! I secretly glanced over and found Dajun standing by the bed, seemingly lost in thought, not touching Bingbing as I had imagined.
Just as I was guessing his intentions, Dajun slowly reached his hands under Bingbing's back and thighs, and then he actually picked her up and carried her to the living room! I couldn't believe Dajun was so audacious! My living room wasn't big, and the entire room was covered with a combination of soft cushions; it seemed Dajun intended to rape Bingbing on the living room floor.
I secretly turned my head to see what was happening, and saw Dajun slowly placing Bingbing in the center of the living room. Bingbing was clearly drunk; she only made a few meaningless murmurs before falling asleep again.
After placing Bingbing down, Dajun began to take off his clothes. In no time, Dajun was completely naked. At that moment, besides anger, what frightened me even more was that the feeling of excitement far outweighed my anger. Did I enjoy watching my girlfriend being raped?! However, I couldn't deny that at that moment, I did want to continue watching, rather than trying to stop Dajun.
Completely naked, Dajun was unbuttoning my girlfriend's pajamas. The front-buttoned nightgown was undone, seven or eight buttons popping open, revealing Bingbing's fair and delicate body. Bingbing usually didn't wear a bra to bed at home, but today, perhaps because Dajun was there, she was wearing a bra under her nightgown.
Dajun hadn't had a chance to properly admire Bingbing's body last time, so when he saw her shapely figure, he was clearly overcome with lust. He roughly unhooked her bra and prepared to pull down her panties, finally waking Bingbing!
Bingbing groggily opened her eyes and saw herself disheveled, with a naked Dajun straddling her and pulling down his panties. She immediately screamed! Dajun quickly covered Bingbing's mouth, saying, "You don't want them to see us like this, do you?" Bingbing immediately turned her gaze towards the room, and I, terrified, quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Then I heard Bingbing's voice say, "What exactly do you want? How can you face A-Yue?" Dajun was silent for a moment, then said, "It's because you're so beautiful! Ever since we did it last time, I've been thinking about you."
Women can't resist a man's praise. Although Bingbing's voice still sounded angry, it seemed a little softer: "You shouldn't have done this. Last time was just an accident, and don't bring it up again. If you stop now, we'll pretend it never happened!"
I opened my eyes again to peek, and saw Dajun trying to pull down Bingbing's panties by pulling them with both hands, while Bingbing covered her chest with one hand and pulled down her panties with the other to stop Dajun from continuing. Dajun said persistently, "Do it with me one more time, just once! I promise I won't have any more improper thoughts about you. I like you so much! Please grant my wish!" After saying that, he pulled down his panties a little more.
Bingbing persisted, saying to Dajun, "Stop talking! We shouldn't have had a relationship in the first place, let go!"
Dajun still wouldn't give up, saying, "We've already done it once, one more time is fine! Let me stop thinking about you, otherwise I won't be able to sleep every night because I'm thinking about you. Just one last time! Really!" After saying that, he released Bingbing's panties.
The two of them looked at each other for a while. Dajun felt that Bingbing had agreed in her heart, but was just being modest. So Dajun grabbed Bingbing's hands and pressed them to the floor, then bent down to kiss her. Bingbing struggled a few times, but Dajun's strength was no match for hers. Seeing that she couldn't break free, Bingbing stopped moving, but she didn't respond to Dajun's kiss.
Dajun attacked Bingbing's soft lips several times, and after failing to get in, he turned to kiss her breasts. Bingbing frowned and pressed her lips tightly together, seemingly trying to suppress a sound, but her sensitive nipples were gradually hardening under the man's teasing tongue.
Seeing Bingbing's reaction, Dajun probably assumed she was aroused, so he released her hands and eagerly reached to pull down her panties. Bingbing coldly said to Dajun, "Do you really have to do this?" Dajun was startled by Bingbing's tone and speechless for a moment, just staring blankly at her.
Bingbing's expression was solemn, and she remained silent for a while before speaking, "After tonight, don't come to see me with Ayue again..." Dajun asked, confused, "You mean..." Bingbing paused, as if making a decision, and said, "Tonight is the last time! From now on, you must treat Ayue well. I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore, unless you get married, then we don't need to see each other again!"
Dajun knew that Bingbing had tacitly agreed, and quickly said, "No problem! After tonight, I will definitely treat Ayue well and won't bother you anymore!" After saying that, he tried to take off Bingbing's underwear again, and Bingbing actually raised herself slightly to make it easier for Dajun to do so.
At this moment, I was truly filled with mixed feelings. Watching my beloved girlfriend lying naked between someone else's legs, and even more so, her cooperating with him to be violated, this scene not only made me burning with jealousy, but also made me inexplicably excited! Bingbing under Dajun's legs looked like she had a different kind of alluring beauty, and I even looked forward to this scene not ending too soon.
Dajun was overjoyed to see Bingbing cooperate. He stood up and went to his backpack, rummaging through it until he found the V8 camera they had brought to film the birthday party that night! This bastard actually wanted to film him raping Bingbing!
Bingbing was terrified when she saw the camera in Dajun's hand. She quickly covered her body with her hands and shook her head, saying, "No! You can't film!" Dajun ignored her and continued to point the camera at Bingbing, saying, "It's okay, I just want to keep a record of the most memorable night of my life. No one else will see this tape."
Bingbing still refused to back down, saying, "No! Absolutely not!" Dajun continued to try to persuade Bingbing: "But, what if I still miss you after tonight? At least I can watch the video to ease my longing. Please, be a good Samaritan and let me..." "I'll film it!" Bingbing didn't respond, so Dajun said again, "Of course I'll treat Ayue well, but if I can't help but miss you again, I'll look at the tape so I can gradually focus on Ayue. Wouldn't that be better?"
Bingbing pondered for a moment, then relaxed her hands and said, "Then you absolutely, absolutely can't let anyone else see this tape!" Dajun readily agreed, and then Dajun took the camera and filmed Bingbing's naked body from various angles. He would occasionally use his other hand to knead Bingbing's fair breasts, and he even spread Bingbing's thighs apart and used his fingers to spread her tender vulva to film.
Bingbing was clearly embarrassed after being filmed in various lewd positions by her friend's boyfriend. Finally, unable to bear the shame any longer, she said, "Stop filming!" Dajun, probably having had his fill and wanting a change, grabbed his penis and said to Bingbing, "Then give me a blowjob, or I'll keep filming."
This guy actually turned the tables and threatened Bingbing. Bingbing seemed to have forgotten how things had gotten to this point, and was simply intimidated. So, Bingbing sat up and slowly approached Dajun's erect penis, hesitated for a moment, then opened her mouth and took his glans in, beginning to give him oral sex.
Someone once said: There are only two kinds of men in the world, one kind likes to be blowjobted, and the other kind is dead. I also really enjoy the tingling, itchy sensation of Bingbing licking the glans with her tongue when she's sucking my penis. However, Bingbing isn't very fond of giving me oral sex; I usually have to ask her repeatedly before she'll do it. Even in the past year or so, she hasn't given me oral sex very often. Now, watching Bingbing sucking another penis, my jealousy surged again.
Looking at Dajun's expression, he was clearly enjoying himself. Watching my girlfriend sucking his penis, Dajun didn't waste any time and recorded the whole scene. After about a minute, Bingbing seemed to be about to stop. Dajun probably noticed, so he used his left hand to hold Bingbing's head down to prevent her from escaping, and then started rapidly thrusting his hips. Bingbing looked distressed but dared not resist.
Dajun's hips twisted faster and faster, and suddenly he growled, "Swallow it!" Then he pressed Bingbing's head tightly against his penis. Dajun's buttock muscles contracted in waves, clearly ejaculating into Bingbing's mouth. Bingbing's face flushed red, as if she was about to cry.
After a while, Dajun said to Bingbing, "Open your mouth, I want to take a picture of what my semen looks like in your mouth." Bingbing finally couldn't hold back her tears, but she still obediently opened her cherry lips, which were covered in Dajun's semen. From my angle, I couldn't see what it looked like, but imagining Bingbing with tears streaming down her face, her red lips slightly parted, her mouth overflowing with white semen, and Dajun's limp penis still inside her mouth, I couldn't help but feel a rush of blood to my head. I really wanted to push Dajun away and immediately have sex with Bingbing.
Dajun saw that Bingbing was crying and was a little at a loss. He quickly comforted Bingbing, saying, "I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?" Bingbing sobbed, "You were so rough, it hurt my throat so much, I feel like throwing up!"
Dajun gently kissed away Bingbing's tears and said, "I'm sorry, it felt so good because you were giving me a blowjob, I couldn't help it... Please don't cry, okay?" Seeing Bingbing nod, Dajun said reassuredly, "Come on, lick it clean for me, otherwise it'll be hard to clean if it drips onto the mat!" Bingbing gave Dajun a slightly reproachful glare, but still obediently licked his penis clean!
Damn! She's never done anything like that for me before! What makes you think you're so special, Dajun? You actually got Bingbing to give you a blowjob and then lick it clean with her mouth!
After licking her breasts, Bingbing looked at Dajun and said, "You absolutely can't break your promise! Otherwise, I'll never forgive you for the rest of my life." Dajun, of course, readily agreed. Bingbing then began to put on her clothes, but Dajun quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Didn't we agree to do it once?" Bingbing replied with a surprised expression, "Didn't you already come out?"
Dajun was clearly not someone easily satisfied. While touching Bingbing's round breasts, he said, "I haven't even been intimate with your little sister yet!" Bingbing gently pushed Dajun away. A slender hand said, "Wasn't blowing it out enough for you? You don't have the energy to do anything naughty anymore." Da Jun pulled Bingbing's hand to stroke his penis, saying, "Just touch it, and it'll get energetic!" Bingbing laughed and scolded Da Jun, "Who wants to touch it? It'd be better if it dies of exhaustion! That way it won't cause any trouble!"
Da Jun didn't give Bingbing a chance to refuse, immediately pushing her down onto the floor again. Bingbing seemed to have come to terms with it and stopped resisting. Da Jun then took the opportunity to place the V8 in the appropriate position, preparing to record their sex scene.
Once ready, Da Jun returned to Bingbing's side, kissing her from her chest to her navel, then from her inner thighs to her vulva. Bingbing was clearly aroused by Da Jun; she gently bit her fingers, her legs constantly twisting. Suddenly, Bingbing let out a soft "Eek!" Da Jun had buried his entire head between Bingbing's legs, apparently indulging in oral sex on her genitals. As Bingbing began to moan softly with excitement, Dajun stood up, his penis, now fully erect again, aimed at her vagina and slowly inserted it.
Bingbing bit her finger again, quite hard this time. There were no pillows in the living room, so it was clear she had to exert considerable effort to suppress her cries! Dajun slowly thrust his hips forward until his penis was completely inside Bingbing.
After a pause, Dajun grabbed Bingbing's buttocks and began to thrust, adjusting his position as he went so the camera could capture the entire act. Bingbing frowned slightly, gripping Dajun's arms tightly. Dajun's movements became faster and faster, while Bingbing clearly suffered greatly, her face flushed and looking pitiful.
Perhaps because he had just ejaculated, Dajun hesitated to finish. He changed positions for the camera, which was painful for Bingbing. Finally, Bingbing begged for mercy, "I can't take it anymore! Please come out... no... don't do it anymore... I feel so bad..."
Dajun probably felt sorry for her, so he turned Bingbing over into a doggy-style position, holding her waist tightly with one hand and continuing to thrust, while vigorously kneading her breasts with the other. In less than a minute, Dajun tightly hugged Bingbing's waist as if trying to penetrate her to the deepest part of her body, and then with a tremor, he once again injected his semen deep into my girlfriend's vagina! Then he collapsed on the living room floor, holding Bingbing's breasts with both hands.
After a while, Bingbing came to her senses and exclaimed, "Oh no! You ejaculated inside! I'm still in my fertile period!" Dajun, who had just finished with Bingbing, said slowly, "It can't be that accurate, can it? Besides, this was my second time ejaculating, the amount of sperm isn't enough for conception!" Bingbing still seemed a little uneasy, so Dajun added, "Really, believe me! I teach at a university, after all!" Bingbing was slightly relieved and said, "That's good, otherwise if I got pregnant, I'd be dead!"
After catching his breath, Dajun picked Bingbing up and kissed her lips again, and Bingbing actually responded with a kiss. After their lips parted, Dajun said with a strange expression, "Why does it still taste like semen? And it even smells like alcohol?" Bingbing said with a grin, "Let you taste it yourself, see if you'll still make others swallow it later?" It turned out that Bingbing kissed Dajun to get revenge for making her swallow his semen.
But watching them flirt, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. I also needed to find a way to switch out the porn tape; I couldn't trust Dajun's character. What if he used it to supplement his income? I'd be losing everything!
Just then, a glistening drop of fluid dripped down Bingbing's thigh. Bingbing quickly grabbed her underwear to wipe herself. Dajun, that kid, didn't even miss this scene, grabbing his V8 and filming it.
While cleaning, Bingbing said to Dajun, "You have to remember what you promised me, no backing out!" Dajun tried to reach for Bingbing's vulva, but Bingbing glared at him fiercely: "If you dare back out, I'll make you regret it!" Dajun was startled by Bingbing's sudden change. After a moment, he quickly swore he would keep his promise. The two didn't speak again, each cleaning up their mess before going to their rooms to sleep.
I had planned to steal the tape after they both fell asleep, but I couldn't resist the exhaustion and ended up falling asleep myself. When I woke up, it was already slightly light. I turned around and saw that Bingbing was no longer in bed, while Ayue and Dajun were still fast asleep. Unable to resist my curiosity, and with my bladder feeling bloated from yesterday's alcohol, I immediately got up to go to the bathroom.
As soon as I stepped out of the room, I saw Bingbing sitting on the toilet, staring blankly, her eyes red and swollen, I didn't know if she hadn't slept well or had just cried. She was startled when she saw me, quickly stood up, rubbed her eyes, and asked, "Why so early? Can't you sleep a little longer?" I said I needed to use the toilet, and Bingbing immediately gave up the toilet, but still stood in the bathroom without leaving. I didn't hide it and pulled down my pants to urinate in front of her.
After Bingbing stared blankly as I finished urinating, she suddenly hugged me from behind. Before I could even pull my penis back, she burst into tears on my back. I was startled by her sudden action. Although I had a feeling something was going on, I was still momentarily taken aback. I turned around and hugged her, gently patting her back and asking, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Bingbing sobbed, "Did you see... last night?" I was shocked, wondering when she had been discovered. But I pretended to be clueless and asked, "What? See what?"
Bingbing looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "Don't lie to me! You saw what happened between Dajun and me last night, didn't you? I was about to get something to wipe it off... when I saw you staring at the living room with your eyes open..." So that's when she discovered it. No wonder Bingbing's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.
Seeing that I didn't speak, Bingbing continued, "I know what I did was wrong, I'm sorry... but... sob..." She started crying again before she could finish.
Seeing Bingbing's tearful face, I was suddenly seized by a desire to torment her. I put on a stern face and said to her, "You can sleep with whoever you want. A girlfriend isn't a wife, so I can't do anything about it!"
Upon hearing this, Bingbing shook her head frantically, crying and shouting, "No! It's not like that! I...I love you!
I'm sorry! Forgive me!...Cough!" Bingbing was clearly too agitated, so much so that she choked on her own saliva. I felt a pang of heartache, but the pleasure of tormenting Bingbing made me lose my reason and humanity!
I forcefully pressed Bingbing's head down and forced her in front of my penis. Bingbing looked up at me, then resignedly opened her mouth and took my penis in. Perhaps out of guilt, Bingbing's tongue worked harder than ever before, not only sucking back and forth but also licking and scratching the groove under the glans, and sometimes even using the tip of her tongue to lightly tease my urethral opening.
Watching Bingbing diligently serving me beneath me, a sense of conquest spurred me to even more brutal abuse. I forcefully tore her pajamas, ripped off her bra, and her panties, clearly discarded after being used to wipe away Dajun's semen, were nowhere to be found. Seeing Bingbing's disheveled hair, half-naked body, squatting on the ground, earnestly sucking on my penis, her two white breasts, freed from their restraints, swaying rhythmically with her movements, I began to understand why the recidivism rate among rapists was so high!
At this moment, Bingbing looked up at me, her eyes pleading, but I ignored her, maintaining my cold expression. Suddenly, I remembered the frequent mentions of the ultimate pleasure of anal licking in other authors' works, so I grabbed Bingbing's hand, signaling her to take off my pants. Bingbing didn't hesitate and immediately pulled off my shorts and underwear.
I pressed Bingbing's head down even further. Bingbing thought I wanted her to suck my testicles, and immediately took one in her mouth. But I pressed her down further, and in a cold, hard voice, I commanded her: "Lick your asshole clean!" Bingbing hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you really want me to lick there?" I immediately snapped angrily, "What are you nagging for! Are you going to lick it or not?"
Bingbing lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, then stuck out her small tongue and tried a few times, but could only lick the bottom of my scrotum. I knew it was because of the position that Bingbing couldn't do what I asked.
Looking at Bingbing below, her clothes disheveled, her eyes red and swollen with tears, and the occasional sobbing and choking sounds, the impulse to abuse her suddenly vanished without a trace. After all, our relationship was so hard-won. Since she was willing to grant me even such a shameful and unreasonable request, why should I... Why did I have to torture her like this?
Thinking this, my heart softened. I helped Bingbing up and gently pecked her forehead. Bingbing looked at me with fear and confusion. I quickly explained, "I...I was just really angry, that's why I did that. I...I didn't mean to hurt you..."
Tsk! Not knowing how to cover up my actions and feelings, I hugged Bingbing tightly, stroking her bare back to try and calm her down.
After a while, Bingbing said in a choked voice, "I'm...I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" I patted her back and said, "Okay, it's alright! Don't cry anymore...Come on, let's go change your clothes." Bingbing
nodded, and then I went to the room to get another nightgown for her. When I entered the room, I found Ayue still fast asleep; Dajun had worked so hard all night, I had no idea when he would wake up.
As I opened the wardrobe to find clothes, my thoughts were indescribably chaotic. Having witnessed Bingbing being fucked by Dajun twice, although the initial excitement and stimulation far outweighed my anger and jealousy, now that I'd calmed down, I felt a pang of jealousy and intense fear.
I couldn't accept other men... Enjoying Bingbing's body, I couldn't imagine why I had allowed my girlfriend to be raped, and I couldn't accept that I actually felt excited and stimulated by it! Especially if Bingbing got pregnant with Dajun's child... damn it! I started to feel annoyed and regretful... I grabbed my clothes and went back to the bathroom. Bingbing had already taken off her tattered clothes and was standing naked in the bathroom waiting for me. Looking at Bingbing's still-shaken expression, a feeling of tenderness immediately chased away my previous bad mood.
I locked the bathroom door and temporarily put away the clothes I was going to change Bingbing into. I placed the bag aside, looking at Bingbing's swollen eyes from crying, and gently stroked her face with pity. Bingbing sobbed again, and I quickly kissed her lips and held her tightly. Holding such a naked and lovely woman in my arms, feeling the warmth and fragrance emanating from her body, my penis began to stir uncontrollably again. But suddenly, Dajun's face appeared in my mind, and the raging lust was instantly extinguished.
I immediately and gently pushed Bingbing away, picked up the clothes I was going to help her change into, and helped her put them on. Bingbing probably noticed my change and guessed what was going on. My inner thoughts were clear, and her face visibly paled. I silently helped Bingbing change her clothes and went to the living room to retrieve the tape Dajun had filmed the night before. I turned on the machine, only to find it empty! I was stunned. I thought to myself, Dajun couldn't have forgotten to put the tape in; someone must have gotten there first!
Could it be Bingbing? Or did Dajun hide it after they were done last night? I decided to ask Bingbing directly.
After a while, Bingbing finished washing up and slowly walked out of the bathroom. I immediately went up to her and asked, "Bingbing, tell me, did you take Dajun's videotape?" Bingbing looked up at me and said very softly, "I... I thought about it later and was still worried, so I took it out." "
I asked Bingbing to bring me the tape. At first, she was reluctant, probably because she didn't want me to see its contents. But after I started to look annoyed, she finally took the tape from under the cupboard. I can't believe she thought to hide it in such a shady place.
After I hid the tape and made sure no one else could find it, Bingbing and I watched TV on the sofa in the living room. However, an awkward and heavy atmosphere enveloped us. Until Dajun and Ayue woke up and left, neither Bingbing nor I spoke to each other.
Before leaving, Dajun checked the camera, discovered the tape was missing, and seeing the tension between Bingbing and me, he knew he'd been caught! He hurriedly made an excuse and left with Ayue.
That day, Bingbing and I..." The night passed in a heavy atmosphere. I couldn't sleep again that night. Looking at Bingbing's tired, sleeping face beside me, I felt a mix of love and pain. I should have never let it happen with Dajun; I should have stopped them! The more I regretted it, the more awake I became. So I got up and went to the balcony for
some fresh air. I had to go to work the next day, but I couldn't sleep at all. I returned to the sofa in the living room and sat there, staring at the battlefield between Dajun and Bingbing from the previous night. My regret only intensified. Suddenly, I wanted to see what that tape had captured. I knew it would only make me feel worse, but curiosity was an irresistible force. So I found the tape, set up the equipment, and sat down in front of the TV to watch the film. The video started playing.
The screen initially showed us cutting a cake, so I fast-forwarded until Bingbing's naked body appeared on the TV. After Dajun persuaded Bingbing, he filmed her naked body from various angles. Bingbing looked embarrassed; Dajun's actions were practically like filming an adult film, slowly zooming in.
The camera then slowly moved down from Bingbing's shy face, stopping at her round, white breasts. Dajun's left hand could be seen caressing Bingbing's breasts, occasionally rubbing her pink nipples. Dajun's grip was quite strong; faint finger marks were visible on Bingbing's breasts. Her two breasts changed shape under Dajun's ministrations.
Dajun played with Bingbing's breasts for about a minute before stopping. Moving his attention to Bingbing's lower body, Dajun pried her legs apart with his hands, using his own legs to support her inner thighs. The screen clearly showed Bingbing's legs spread wide, even her labia slightly parted. At the bottom of the screen, Dajun's erect penis could be seen twitching.
Dajun's left hand roamed quite unceremoniously between Bingbing's legs. Although Bingbing's expression showed some shyness, it also seemed to contain a hint of enjoyment.
Then, the screen suddenly showed a close-up of Bingbing's genitals! Dajun's fingers were gently playing with her tender pink labia. Then, his middle finger, which appeared quite large on screen, moved up and down, probing Bingbing's vulva before sliding inside.
Watching Dajun's middle finger go in and out of my girlfriend's vagina, becoming sticky and shiny, with even some reflective foam on the vaginal opening and Dajun's finger, this lewd scene made my lower body throb. I even had a slight urge to pull out my penis and ejaculate, but Bingbing pushed Dajun's hand away and told him to stop filming. So Dajun stood up, grabbed his penis, and asked Bingbing to give him oral sex. Bingbing hesitated for a moment, but still sat up and slowly opened her mouth to take Dajun's glans in.
On the screen, Bingbing's eyes were closed, and she held Dajun's penis in one hand, slowly moving her head back and forth. Dajun's penis was of average size, probably shorter than mine, about 11 to 12 centimeters, which is considered the standard size for an East Asian, but the diameter was much smaller than mine! Judging from how Bingbing felt it, it was probably at most 3 and a half centimeters, so Bingbing didn't have much trouble swallowing it. It seems there's a reason Bingbing doesn't like giving me oral sex. Every time she does, she looks pained, as if she's about to choke on my penis. Bingbing's cheeks are slightly sunken from sucking on Dajun's penis, which shines with her saliva. Perhaps because she's reluctant to give Dajun oral sex, Bingbing isn't very enthusiastic. She even looks up at Dajun several times, as if to say she doesn't want to suck anymore, but Dajun, of course, ignores her.
After a while, Dajun holds Bingbing's head down and starts violently thrusting his hips. On screen, Dajun's gleaming penis moves rapidly in and out of Bingbing's mouth, while Bingbing's face turns red, looking like she's in pain. However, Dajun is so engrossed in his pleasure that he doesn't notice or deliberately ignores Bingbing's expression.
When he reaches climax, Dajun shouts, "Swallow it!" and presses Bingbing's head tightly against his genitals, her face almost completely buried in Dajun's thick, dark pubic hair. After Dajun fed his offspring to Bingbing, he then demanded that she open her mouth so he could film her with semen in her mouth. Since Dajun's left hand was still holding Bingbing's head down, she had no choice but to comply, obediently opening her mouth with tears in her eyes.
On screen, Dajun's penis wasn't fully limp; a dark brown shaft lay in Bingbing's mouth. Due to the lighting and the fact that her mouth wasn't fully open, only the faint glimmer of thick, white semen reflected between the shaft and her mouth was visible. Seeing this, I couldn't resist any longer! I pulled out my already painfully hard penis from my pants and started masturbating.
I paused the video at this moment, imagining my penis in the same position between Bingbing's alluring red lips as she gave me oral sex, and her brows furrowing tightly as copious amounts of pungent semen gushed into her mouth. I involuntarily quickened my pace until a large amount of viscous liquid soaked the floor and my hands.
The next scene showed Dajun and Bingbing having sex in the living room. Although Dajun tried to accommodate the camera's angle during penetration, his estimation wasn't accurate enough. Within two minutes, all that could be seen on screen were Dajun and Bingbing's arms and legs. I fast-forwarded until Dajun ejaculated and withdrew his penis from Bingbing's body, but I still couldn't see much. Then I ejected the tape and carefully stored it away, hoping it might come in handy someday.
In the days that followed, Bingbing and I tried to break the deadlock and reconcile, but whenever I thought about what Dajun had done to Bingbing, my penis would always be unable to stand up.

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