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A few days passed, and we were still holed up in that hotel in Bangkok.In the morning, I casually threw on the white top I bought while shopping that day: a white spaghetti-strap cinched crop top that squeezed my breasts almost to the point of spilling out, with black lace bra edges faintly visible, paired with super short blue denim hot pants that sat above my hip line, causing my inner thighs to brush together subtly as I walked. My hair was unstyled, just loose as I stepped out.We went nearby for a simple Thai breakfast. Whether it was the hot weather, being filled too much the past few days, or this outfit being too suggestive, after just a few bites while sitting there, I started to feel itchy down below. Not a light itch, but a hot, swollen sensation at my entrance, as if something was slowly writhing inside, and my juices had already soaked a small patch inside the hot pants.I clenched my legs but couldn't hold back. I put down my chopsticks, grabbed both guys, and headed straight back to the hotel.“Go back… now.” My voice was already hoarse.As soon as we entered the room, before the door was fully closed, I pushed my fuck buddy onto the bed and straddled him. The white cinched crop top was still on, the ties a bit loose, my breasts nearly spilling out. I unbuttoned the denim hot pants and yanked them down along with the already-soaked thong to my knees, grabbed his already-hard 19cm cock, aimed it at my heated entrance, and sat down.“Mmm… so deep…” The moment it was fully inside, my head tilted back, my waist so weak I could barely stay upright. My pussy was hot and wet, as if it had been waiting to be filled.My ex stood nearby watching, so I reached out, pulled him over, had him kneel by the bed, and shoved his already-hard cock into my mouth. While my fuck buddy thrust up from below, hitting the deepest spot each time, I moaned muffled lewd sounds around my ex’s cock. The white crop top swayed up and down, the ties loosening more, fully exposing the black lace bra edges.The first orgasm came quickly. My fuck buddy felt me clench inside, growled, and came inside me raw. Hot cum flooded in spurts; I trembled, my entrance contracting and sucking the white fluid deeper.But it wasn’t enough.I had them switch positions. I got on all fours at the edge of the bed, ass raised high, hot pants still caught around my thighs. My fuck buddy entered from behind again, this time harder, his balls slapping against my ass restrained by the hot pants with crisp sounds. My ex lay in front of me; I continued sucking him while being fucked. My pussy, already filled with the previous load mixed with my own juices, made wet squelching sounds as it was thrust in and out, dripping down my thighs.The second and third times, my fuck buddy barely stopped. After cumming once, he let my ex take over from behind for a few thrusts, rested briefly, then plunged back in. The room was filled with our scent. The bed, floor, even near the curtains were stained with transparent juices and white cum.At one point, my fuck buddy carried me to the floor-to-ceiling window. Outside was the Bangkok cityscape, but I no longer cared. He had me brace against the glass with both hands, entered fully from behind, then deliberately slowed down, thrusting slowly one by one. I could clearly feel his glans scraping every inch inside, cum and juices being squeezed out and trickling down my legs.“Look outside… while getting fucked,” he whispered in my ear.I came for the fourth time, legs so weak I could barely stand, relying entirely on him holding my waist.The hottest was the afternoon round.They brought me to my fifth orgasm together. I collapsed on the bed, legs still spread. My entrance was red, swollen, slightly open, white cream mixed with fluids continuously leaking out. My fuck buddy suddenly pulled me to the edge of the bed, had me half-reclining with my legs spread and resting on his shoulders. Kneeling on the floor, he held his thick, long cock still dripping cum and aimed it at my entrance.He didn’t insert right away; instead, he deliberately spread my pussy wider with his fingers, fully exposing the contracting inner flesh. Then, gripping himself about ten centimeters from my entrance, he started stroking rapidly.“Watch…” he panted.The next second, thick cum shot through the air. White spurts landed precisely on my spread entrance, some shooting directly inside, some splashing on my labia and inner thighs. He kept spreading me open while cumming, letting every drop flow inside.After finishing, he didn’t pull away but turned to look at my ex, whose cock was already purple and hard, and said with a smile:“Your turn. Shoot like this for her too.”My ex’s eyes were bloodshot. He immediately moved closer, spread my entrance again like my fuck buddy had, aimed at the already-messy hole covered in cum, and stroked himself rapidly. He came in just a few strokes. This load was thicker, spraying directly onto my still slightly pulsing entrance, mixing with the previous cum, making my entire lower body look wet and filthy.Stimulated by the sight, I orgasmed again, my entrance contracting and sucking the fresh cum deeper inside.After that, we barely rested. The room was full of traces—sheets soaked in a large wet patch, obvious water stains and cum on the floor, even some on the bathroom sink. My fuck buddy came inside me raw a total of six times, some pumped directly in, some deliberately shot from the air like that time. I orgasmed five times; by the end I was somewhat dazed, only aware that my pussy kept being filled, thrust into, and flooded.When it got dark, I was still wearing that white cinched crop top and the soiled denim hot pants, lying on the messy bed. My inner thighs were covered in dried cum stains; a slight movement at my entrance made white fluid slowly seep out.My fuck buddy leaned nearby, fingers lazily sliding between my legs. My ex sat on the chair watching us, throat constantly moving.The whole room was a complete mess today.My body is still burning, and when I walk I can feel those mixed fluids inside slowly flowing out.<img src="https://static2.fansone.co/images/29b343fb-2fb6-4c6b-8ab0-83e80a607508.avif" />

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Boyfriend Is Hard to Deal With ep11The next morning, the bitch didn't come to school.The class group chat was quiet, and her usual spot where she loved posting good morning stickers was empty. Sitting at my desk, I couldn't help but smile. My boyfriend sent a message, just three simple words: "She broke down."I replied with a kissing emoji, then put my phone away. That feeling of satisfaction surged through me like waves, one after another.During the lunch break, I deliberately passed by the restroom she often used. The door wasn't fully closed, and I heard suppressed sobbing inside. Pushing it open a crack, I saw her squatting in the corner, her eyes swollen like walnuts. She was still wearing that off-white short dress from yesterday, the hem wrinkled and bunched up on her thighs, her makeup completely ruined, the pink lip tint a mess. Hugging her knees, her shoulders shaking violently, she looked like a crushed bug.I didn't make a sound, just watched her quietly. A few seconds later, she seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up.The moment our eyes met, she looked like she'd been electrocuted, her pupils dilating instantly, her face turning deathly pale.I gave her a sweet smile and said softly, "Morning, did you have fun yesterday?"She opened her mouth to say something but only let out broken whimpers. I didn't look at her again, turned and walked away, my heels clicking crisply and loudly on the floor.She still didn't show up in the afternoon. When the teacher asked, I said innocently, "I don't know, she seemed fine yesterday."That evening, as soon as my boyfriend got home, he picked me up, spun me around, and pressed me onto the couch to kiss me."She messaged me," he said, panting and laughing as he pulled at my clothes. "Crying, asking why, why I did this to her."I wrapped my arms around his neck, legs around his waist, grinding against his already hard spot through his pants: "What did you reply?""I told her... 'Because my girlfriend is better at fucking.'" My boyfriend chuckled, biting my collarbone, his hand sliding straight into my panties, fingers expertly finding the already soaked spot and thrusting two fingers in without hesitation.I moaned in pleasure, my hips pushing toward his hand: "Keep talking... what else did she send?""She said she loves me... begged me not to do this... even sent a photo of herself in that dress from yesterday, saying she dressed up just for me." My boyfriend's fingers pumped faster and faster, his other hand squeezing my soft breast. "I screenshotted it and sent it to you."I laughed so hard my shoulders shook, reached down to unzip his pants, pulled out that hot, hard thing, aimed it at my wet entrance, and sank down. "Ah..." I bit my lip, slowly sinking all the way down, feeling him fill me completely.My boyfriend growled, gripping my waist with both hands and thrusting up hard, each thrust deep and heavy. The couch creaked under us as I rode him, my breasts bouncing violently with the motion."Is she... crying herself to sleep at home right now?" I panted, twisting my hips hard as I asked."Probably." My boyfriend held me tighter, biting my ear. "I even replied... 'If you want to watch me fuck my girlfriend again, you can come to the hotel next time.'"Hearing that, I felt like I'd been shocked, orgasm hitting me suddenly, my vagina contracting violently, gripping him tight as I screamed in pleasure. My boyfriend couldn't hold back either, shooting hot and thick inside me.We both panted for a while. Lying on his chest, I laughed and said, "Not enough yet... let's keep playing with her tomorrow."Over the next few days, the bitch became the laughingstock of the class.When she came to class, her eyes were puffy, her hair not as carefully curled as before, no pink lip tint, her face pale as a ghost. Her former lackeys who used to bully people with her now looked at her differently. I deliberately posted a few photos of the Italian restaurant in the East District in the group chat (taken by my boyfriend, of course), with the caption: "Dates with my boyfriend have been so sweet lately~"Someone tagged the bitch asking what was wrong, and she left the group.My boyfriend kept stringing her along on LINE. Sometimes replying a few messages, sometimes deliberately letting her see our intimate photos—like me sitting on his lap kissing him. Every time, the bitch would break down and send long messages, crying and begging him, saying she'd be the other woman, do anything, as long as he still talked to her.Looking at those chat logs, I laughed until tears came out.That weekend, we booked a room again. This time I had my boyfriend leave the door unlocked.I knelt on the bed, ass high in the air, my boyfriend fucking me hard from behind, each thrust making me lurch forward, the sheets crumpled in my grip. I deliberately moaned loudly: "Honey... so deep... fuck me to death..."The door was pushed open a crack.The bitch stood in the doorway, her face still flushed with anticipation, holding the spare room card my boyfriend had given her. She thought she was really going to "talk."Instead, she saw me being fucked and moaning wantonly, my boyfriend grabbing my hair with one hand and slapping my ass hard with the other, the slapping sounds echoing.This time she couldn't even cry, just stood there blankly, tears falling one by one, her body shaking like a leaf in the wind.I turned to look at her, my eyes hazy and triumphant, still moaning uncontrollably: "See clearly now... this is who he really loves fucking..."My boyfriend deliberately sped up, making me scream as I came, and even flipped her off while orgasming.The bitch finally couldn't take it, let out a heart-wrenching cry, and ran away.The door wasn't closed.My boyfriend pressed me to the bed and kept fucking me hard, not lowering his voice at all. Her fading cries could still be faintly heard in the hallway.That night, we did it three times.The last time, lying on the bed with my legs over my boyfriend's shoulders, he thrust hard while asking softly: "Still want to continue?"I hooked my arms around his neck, my eyes full of pleasure and cruelty:"Of course. Since she likes stealing other people's boyfriends, let's make her the school's biggest joke... make her not even have the right to hold her head up."My boyfriend chuckled, sinking deep and making me cry out again."You're the boss, wife." <img src="https://static2.fansone.co/images/04b84ece-7ade-4596-bc19-de8d7dc136ea.avif" />

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