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🕑 Added 2025-08-16 22:20:58 +0000 UTCVolume 3: Marriage Arc, Chapter 1 Part 3
“Hello? Darling?”
Hearing his beloved’s happy, familiar voice first thing in the morning set the tone for a lovely day.
"Class just ended?"
"Mm mm I’m heading home with my Master now"
At this point, there was no need to hide anything. Chen Yi, having devoted himself completely as a cuckold for Lin Qingrou, already knew the truth. She’d long since called John her "master," and they’d lived together for quite a while. She made no attempt to conceal she was now the Black men’s "sex slave," relishing using such words to tease and humiliate Chen Yi, far away and unable to do a thing not a secret, just a fact of their life together. They chatted about little things as she walked home with John, enjoying the simple sweetness of talking despite their long separation.
After a while, back in her shared apartment, Lin Qingrou suddenly turned her camera to a floor-length mirror and in the reflection, Chen Yi’s beloved appeared…
"Hehe Darling look~ pretty? Isn’t it thrilling?"
In the mirror, Lin Qingrou’s body was displayed in a style of clothing far bolder than anything Chen Yi had seen her wear before. She wore a thin, cropped T-shirt, so short her flat stomach and belly button were exposed, along with her black succubus tattoo. Beneath, crisscrossed shorts showed off her sculpted rear and long, snow-white legs. Her feet, cultured and beautiful, were wrapped in sexy laced sandals that spiraled up to her calves, exposing her thigh-vine tattoos and the spade at her ankle for all to see.
Chen Yi could hardly believe it. While she’d never really tried to hide her wild side around him, she’d at least dressed like a sweet, innocent girl. But after leaving the city, here Lin Qingrou was dressed daringly, with every decadent tattoo on full display, even ones absolutely meant to be private. He noticed that the vine bare on her thigh now had even more leaves shaped like spades, as though each leaf marked yet another Black man who'd entered the body he’d never even touched himself. The shock left him too stunned to speak, torn between perverse stimulation and soul-deep heartbreak.
The next thing he heard was the familiar, coquettish whine of his beloved in his earphones
"Mm yaaa~"
During Chen Yi’s stunned moment, a Black man came up behind Lin Qingrou on screen. Chen Yi watched as a thick, black arm circled her waist and another hand, reaching up her shirt, clutched her soft breast, kneading it roughly…
"Mm hah stop… wait mm ahh I’m still talking with my darling on the phone mmhaa not so rough mm yaa"
Her "real" boyfriend still on the line, the Black man fondled her openly not just her breasts, but slid his hand down to her shorts, rubbing her between the legs as Lin Qingrou let out wave after wave of seductive moans…
"Mm haa haa no… don’t… wait why so eager mm ahhh~ wait… wait…"
Soon after, the image on Chen Yi’s phone shook wildly; he couldn’t see exactly what happened, but the sounds coquettish cries, shuffling clothes made it clear Lin Qingrou was being swept toward the bed…
"Darling Sorry mm ahhh I… I just can’t resist mm haa Black Daddy… mm ahh is going to fuck me hehe… mm ahh I wanted to talk with you a little longer… mm uu bad Daddy mm haa darling don’t hang up stay on let me show you how Black Daddy fucks me, okay? mm mm haaa"
To see his girlfriend wantonly entangled with another man a man gifted by nature for sex was overwhelming. Hearing her aroused, lewd moans and talking to her in a way most couples never would, Chen Yi was at once excited and gut-wrenched, gripping his phone so hard his knuckles blanched, his body quivering with pent-up emotion.
"Okay…"
As Lin Qingrou spoke, the image steadied, and now she lay on the bed, holding her phone high so Chen Yi could see. Before long, her clothes were peeled away, and Chen Yi watched, blank with rapture and agony, as his beloved, blushing and breathless, moaned and gazed straight into the camera. In the dimming sunlight, her bright, teary eyes glinted, thick with lust and innocence, so arousing, so adorable he almost melted…
"Darling look… hehe Black Daddy’s big cock is right at my pussy soon… right in front of my perverted boyfriend, it’s going to go in mmhaa~"
She twisted the camera downward so Chen Yi could see perfectly clearly the thick, massive black cock, its purple-red crown pressed firmly against her slippery lips, teasing back and forth, slowly smearing her with pre-cum and parting the folds. Already, he could see slick, crystal-clear arousal leaking from her pink slit, the beauty and wetness of it nearly overstimulating him even from this side of the screen…
"Mm haa going… it’s in mm haa"
With a sharp gasp, Lin Qingrou called out to him, as if afraid he’d miss the moment, spreading her legs wider as she panted and pointed the camera down Chen Yi watched as the massive cock pressed inexorably forward, opening her delicate lips and inching forward, the flared head vanishing into the depths of the girl he’d dreamed of for so long…
"Haa…. haa… darling did you see? Mm yaa Black Daddy’s big cock is in… mmhaa inch by inch, pressing deeper into your girlfriend’s pussy mmhaa~"
Just as Lin Qingrou described, Chen Yi saw in explicit detail as the entire length disappeared into her, the Black man’s crotch pressing against her mound as he bottomed out, buried to the hilt inside…
"Mm mhaa darling me… in front of you… being fucked by Black Daddy… isn’t it pretty? Hehe… isn’t your little cuck-cock already hard as a rock? Hmm haaa I really… really… it feels so good mm uuuh being watched by my favorite boyfriend mmhaa it’s the best"
Unsurprisingly, no sooner was he fully in than the Black man started to thrust his hips, Chen Yi watching as a thick, black cock began to piston in and out of Lin Qingrou’s pussy, the glans nearly withdrawing before slamming in again in a shocking, violent rhythm. He heard it too over his earphones, every wet, lewd impact.
"Mm mm mm haa darling… little cock-mutt… mm haa isn’t your girlfriend being fucked so pretty? Mm haa you’ve never even experienced my pussy, have you hehe… mmhaa but my womb is already full of Black Daddy’s cum mm haa so… so deep… all the way in… little useless cock-mutt, you’re so excited, aren’t you? Mm mm mm uuuh haa locked up, shrinking away… mmhaa can’t even jerk off, can only watch your girlfriend getting railed by someone else hehe mmhaa"
The Black man’s cock was moving faster and faster now, the sounds of slapping flesh rising in Chen Yi’s ears. As Lin Qingrou spoke, cruel and humiliating as ever, all trust and affection from a month of sweet phone calls evaporated he was overcome again by jealousy, heartache, and a rising tide of twisted, irresistible lust…
Watching his girlfriend splay her legs and take another man’s cock deeper than he’d ever imagined in every thrust, her once-smooth belly raised in a high bulge, while the black, obscene "womb rune" was distorted, stamped and reshaped, as if he was being made to watch his beloved’s womb being violated. He felt it so intensely even the most important part of her had already been long claimed by other men…
In the corners of the video, he could glimpse Lin Qingrou’s pale soles, blurry and shaking in the air as the Black man slammed into her his own beautiful girlfriend, but now lying beneath another man, moaning and wheezing. Instinct drove Chen Yi’s hand toward his crotch, but all he felt was the implacable hardness of the cage. He’d been locked for so long, but every time a moment like this came, the sense of loss was just as powerful, again and again. Even touching himself through the pants was impossible all he could do was bear it, the need swelling and swelling with nowhere to go…
"Mm mm mm ah ah darling… mmm I love you mmhaa uuh Black Daddy… is about to cum mmhaa darling, did you see? I… I’m not wearing a condom Black Daddy’s big cock is bare inside me mmhaa~ darling… I want… I want to tell you something…"
Lin Qingrou’s voice snapped his attention back to the phone. His cock, hard and aching in its cage, was clamped harshly, the pleasure and pain mixing until he was dizzy. Focusing on the phone, he noticed at some point the camera had turned back to Lin Qingrou’s face shaking as her body bounced in time, her expression melting with pleasure yet also gazing at him with deep, soulful affection. Dazed, he tried to speak, but could only make a sound, tongue-tied with tension and anticipation…
"Mm…"
On the screen, her face trembled against the pounding thrusts still flushed, still beautiful, still trembling in pleasure, but also sultry, soft, lovelorn. For a moment, Chen Yi just stared, not understanding what she wanted to say.
