Humiliating girlfriend! (Seventeen) Short Skirt Robbery (Adult Fiction about Rape and Abuse)

After finishing the sixteenth chapter, I wanted to "retire from the world", but when I looked through the little diary I wrote after humiliating my girlfriend, I couldn't help but write it down. You can treat it as a free snack, take a look at it and imagine how I humiliated my girlfriend! This was a midterm exam last year, and I failed one subject. In fact, professors or lecturers rarely give failing grades in university exams. It may be that I was too lax and thought I could pass all subjects easily. As a result, when I got the results, I was shocked. I became depressed and unhappy. I didn’t even have much interest in my favorite activities. I didn’t see my girlfriend for several days. Although she called me and comforted me in every way, I was still depressed. "Fei, we both have no classes this afternoon, how about we go to the movies together?" I heard my girlfriend's sweet and gentle voice on the other end of the line, and my mood immediately regained a lot of vitality. See a movie? The thought that immediately came to my mind was to watch an adult movie. It seemed like I hadn’t watched an adult movie in the cinema for a long time. Haha, the cinema used to be our paradise. We kissed and caressed each other there, but we never made love. As soon as I thought of this, I immediately became energetic. Of course, I continued to act very melancholy (although I looked like a big man, I was actually a little man at heart, and I always wanted her to comfort me more), so I pretended to have little interest and said lazily, "Okay, I'll wait at the old place."

The "old place" we are talking about is, of course, the lawn behind the library. When I arrived, I hadn't seen my girlfriend yet, so I sat on a big rock (actually a weird and abstract stone sculpture), muttering to myself: "Damn it, she always makes me wait for her. She knew I was in a bad mood today, but she didn't come earlier to wait for me. "While I was still guessing and thinking wildly in my mind, a pair of soft and boneless hands covered my eyes from behind. Of course, I was very familiar with this pair of gentle hands, but I still pushed her away and said, "Stop it, I'm still in a bad mood!" Of course, my girlfriend let go of my eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry, but I wanted to give you a surprise!" When she let go of my eyes, damn! It was a surprise! I saw her dressed in a new outfit: her long hair had been combed back, leaving only two small tufts of hair on her cheeks, which were blown by the breeze and made her red cheeks look fresh and pretty. Coupled with her originally beautiful face shape and delicate facial features, she looked just like the beautiful girls in the movie Girls or DNA2 created by Katsura Masakazu. Not only was she cute and attractive, but her figure was also curvy. I actually had the same electric shock feeling as when I first met her. But what impressed me most was her short skirt! My girlfriend doesn't like wearing short skirts because her long and smooth legs will be exposed, and she doesn't like the restraining feeling of stockings, so her exposed legs always make the boys next to her stare at her. These looks sometimes come from admiration and love, but more often they give her a lustful feeling, so she would rather keep her beautiful body hidden, she says she will only leave it for me to appreciate. But she doesn't know that I would be more excited if she exposed herself to other boys!

This short skirt was a birthday gift I bought her two years ago. As far as I can remember, she only wore it once or twice, and both times when she met me alone. This was the third time. The skirt was not too short, covering half of her thigh, which would be child's play in the eyes of many girls. However, the breeze from the lawn behind the library blew up the loose skirt slightly, revealing her long, slender legs, which was a pleasant sight. She was wearing a nylon sweater with a U-shaped neckline. It was not a low-cut style, but perhaps because her breasts were quite big, a small cleavage was still formed, revealing a small part of her snow-white breasts. Plus, the sweater was very close-fitting, so the beautiful curves of her two lovely big breasts were clearly visible! I felt like my lower body was swelling, and my mind was melted on her beautiful figure, fuck! I have completely forgotten what subjects I have passed and what I have failed. I walked happily holding my girlfriend's hand. She was also very happy to see that my mood had improved. After a few days of melancholy and separation, I felt how sweet this moment was! Along the way, I put my arms around her slender waist, and she also took the initiative to get close to me. As we walked, her breasts touched my arms and waist. From the soft and gentle feeling, I knew that she was wearing the thin bra that I like today (bras come in different thicknesses, some are so thick and hard that it feels like being punched when you touch them! Ha!). I knew that my girlfriend was wearing everything from head to toe specially for me today. The saying "women dress up to please themselves" is absolutely true. I was really touched.

But even though I was touched, how could I miss the opportunity to expose and humiliate my girlfriend today since she was wearing something quite sexily? So my hand that was around her slender waist would intentionally or unintentionally reach down and gently pat her butt. "Wow, your butt is really elastic!" I said while hugging her. She pulled my hand back to her slender waist, but after a while I did the same thing again and moved my hand down again. She turned her head and gave me a blank look. I pretended to respect her very much and quickly pulled her hand back to her slender waist, but I actually lifted up her skirt as well. Because the skirt was not tight, she didn't know she was exposed by me. Although it was not lifted high, her skirt was very short to begin with, and I think this action would expose her panties. If there was a boy behind her, his heart would definitely jump out of his chest when he saw it! My heart was pounding, and I secretly glanced back to see who would be the lucky one. Shit! It turned out that there was no one behind me, only two or three girls in the distance. My excited heart immediately cooled down. This might have been within my girlfriend's calculations. It was Thursday afternoon, which was work and school time, and it just so happened that neither of us had classes, so how could there be so many people on the street? That's why she was willing to wear a short skirt and go to the movies with me. We got on the bus and there were not many people on it, so I pulled my girlfriend to the last row of seats. As soon as she sat down, her skirt would rise up, revealing almost three-quarters of her thighs. She was not used to wearing short skirts, and she pulled them up a few times embarrassedly, hoping to cover more, but soon the skirt rose up again.

When she found me looking at her thighs, she would push my head away and say, "You pervert, why don't you take a look at yourself in the mirror? You are so lewd now!" At first, of course, I behaved myself, but after a while, my hand was on her thigh, and a smooth and soft feeling spread from my palm to the central nervous system, and then to the penis "little brother" in my lower body.