My girlfriend's downfall-Chapter 27 -

Maybe Lily had already tossed those torn pages by then. Part of me hoped so; it would mean less to worry about. But another part felt a pang of disappointment—the chance to understand Lily's past might be lost. Then, I found them, tucked inside a white plastic grocery bag that looked destined for the trash. Even though torn into fragments, Lily's handwriting was unmistakable, the paper's texture and pattern a perfect match for the brown notebook.

I glanced at them quickly. They were Lily's diaries, no doubt! And just from glancing at a few scraps, I saw a name that twisted my heart, Jack!

Should I even be looking at this? I looked at the black trash bag in my hand, then at the torn pieces in the other. I hesitated.

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"Hey, Kevin. How's the cleaning going? Take a break, I made some juice." Lily's sweet voice came from outside, and it sounded like she was almost on the second floor.

I must have been too focused on the diary to notice Lily coming upstairs. What should I do? I gritted my teeth and quickly stuffed the pieces of paper into my jeans pocket.

"Almost done," I replied guiltily as I walked out the door.

By evening, the cleaning was almost finished. Afraid that Lily would find the pieces of paper in my pocket, I quickly stuffed the torn diary pages into my backpack. Although I had thought about flushing the pieces down the toilet, I couldn't bring myself to do it for some reason.

Thinking about the name "Jack" in the diary, my feelings were all over the place. Two months ago, in this house, Jack had humiliated Lily—my Lily. That night, Lily had been violated repeatedly, in countless degrading positions, every orifice used. And she'd seemed...compliant. A year earlier, when Lily had written this diary, she had still been Jack's girlfriend. Had that bastard been using her like this every day back then? Did every corner of this room hold the echoes of their depravity? The thought was agonizing, yet, shamefully, my cock stirred.

"What are you thinking about? You look strange." Lily's voice suddenly brought me back from my thoughts.

"Nothing, just a bit tired." I quickly pretended to be nonchalant.

"Go take a shower. Then we can go have dinner, I'm so hungry." Lily said, pushing my back.

I turned to look at Lily's captivating face, with her slightly chubby, fair cheeks, which made her look even more innocent and adorable. A sheen of sweat and a smudge of dirt added to her playful charm.

"Let's shower together, it'll be quicker," I said lovingly, grabbing her hand.

"No, you just want to fool around. I know you. It'll take longer." Lily shyly pushed my hand away.

"Come on, I promise I'll behave," I smiled.

"Promise?" Lily asked seriously, her beautiful eyes looking at me, her eyelashes fluttering, making me dazed.

I nodded solemnly, but let's be real, how could I keep such a promise? Lily was too tempting.

Lily was stunning, her fair skin like cream and her delicate features like an elf. In the small shower, with water and body wash, her white jade-like body became even more beautiful. And when she was naked, her hot body could make any man hard with just one look. When she occasionally brushed against my body while turning, how could I resist such a temptation?

It didn't take long for me to break my promise.

Even though Lily resisted my advances, I easily pinned her against the wall, my hands grabbing her smooth, proud breasts, kneeling between her long, white legs, my mouth passionately kissing the tender flesh outside her cunt.

"You broke your promise," Lily shyly cried, her smooth knees tightly closed, shyly resisting my tongue.

"Lily, I love you, you're mine," I said seriously while pushing my head between her thighs.

"No, Kevin, it's not...clean...yet." Lily still resisted, but as I continued, I felt her resistance weakening, her body softening, and honey-like fluid slowly flowing from her cunt.

Before long, I had Lily pressed against the bathroom wall, and I started thrusting into her already wet cunt from behind, my hot cock, nearly eight inches, filled her tight, tender heat, hitting her cervix, my balls and pelvis slapping against her firm, round ass.

"So deep...no...gentler...you're insatiable...I'm still hungry," Lily complained, but the wet, hot, soft flesh inside her vagina was contracting in rhythm with my thrusts.

"Your cunt is so wet and hot, you slut, you say you don't like it?" I teased Lily's pink, tender nipples with one hand while continuing to thrust.

Although my cock was tightly wrapped in Lily's incredibly tender, tight cunt, I suddenly thought of the torn diary. I thought about how, right here, Jack had possessed Lily many times over the last year, deceiving her, and even now, Lily still couldn't forget him. Even after hearing the bad news about her parents, she had gone to find Jack, and I didn't even know why. I felt a surge of forgotten, now suddenly resurfacing, unexpressed anger.

This anger turned into an even more swollen cock and a desire to expose, retaliate, and humiliate Lily.

Driven by this desire, I carried Lily out of the bathroom and placed her on the couch in the living room where Jack had once fucked her. Lily's long, dancer's legs were slightly spread, kneeling on the carpet, her upper body leaning on the couch, her arms stretched out to the sides. Her smooth, white back, with wet hair, looked especially sexy. I held her still-wet, slender waist, straddling her round, white buttocks like riding a horse, my cock deeply penetrating her tender, small cunt, with her tiny labia barely visible.

With each thrust and withdrawal, Lily fell into moans again.