[Extreme joy turns to sorrow]

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Published on 2010/02/5 in the Sex Forum

The night was quiet, a gentle breeze easing the summer heat. A young woman
walked briskly along the roadside, her thin dress barely concealing her curves; her breasts rose and fell noticeably with her movements
. "Ugh, I have to work overtime every weekend. What kind of overtime is this, making it so late?" The young woman
looked up at the dim streetlights, complaining. Many of the streetlights were out of order due to years of disrepair,
making the dim light even more unsettling. Occasionally, one or two pedestrians could be seen on the quiet road, but now only
the clatter of the young woman's high heels on the ground could be heard.

Suddenly, the young woman sensed something amiss behind her. She whirled around and saw a man following
her , his hand unzipping her handbag halfway open. The young woman
was startled and shouted, "What are you doing?" The man, who had originally intended to steal, wasn't alarmed at being caught. Since
there was no one else on the road, if he couldn't steal it, he'd just rob it. Thinking this, the man reached out and grabbed
the woman's purse. The woman, realizing his intention, was about to scream when hurried footsteps sounded behind her.
Before she could turn around, a large hand covered her mouth, turning her cries for help into helpless
whimpers. It turned out the robber had an accomplice.

The man in front spoke, "Take her behind the woods over there." The man behind her used his arm
to tighten around her neck, his large hand still covering her mouth, practically dragging her to the grassy
area behind the woods. Because of the trees, the path they had taken was no longer visible. After the man behind her
stopped, the woman, using the moonlight, could finally examine the robbers in front of her. Curly hair, distinctive faces,
and an unpleasant body odor—the woman finally confirmed the two robbers' identities: Uyghur thieves from Xinjiang.
Of course due to the surroundings, they had changed from thieves to robbers. The Uyghur man in front of the woman immediately
tried to snatch her bag. Although she tried to protect it with her hands, she was no match for the man's strength, and he managed to grab it
. The man searched the entire bag but found only a little over 40 yuan in change and an extremely old
cell phone. The woman secretly rejoiced, thankful she had forgotten her wallet that morning. The Uyghur man, however, wouldn't give up.
He glared at her menacingly and asked in broken Mandarin, "Do you have any more money?" The woman shook her head, indicating
she had none. Seeing that she had no pockets, the man looked up and
exchanged a glance with the man behind her who had covered her mouth. Then, the man suddenly reached out and touched the woman's heaving breasts. The woman
was startled and tried to back away, but the man blocked her path. It was as if she herself was
pressing her full buttocks against the man's crotch, a hard penis pressing against her thighs through his pants.

The woman had no way out. She watched helplessly as the man's hands forcefully tore at her chest,
popping three buttons off her shirt. Her already fair breasts appeared even whiter in the moonlight. The man then
used brute force to tear it open, snapping the bra straps and leaving two marks on her shoulders, exposing
her full breasts. The man behind her pulled on her skirt, sending it crashing
onto the grass, leaving only a small pair of panties covering her most intimate parts. The man didn't
stop there. He grabbed the waistband of the panties and ripped them down, a jolt of electricity running through her skin.
She was now completely naked in the moonlight. The woman's mind went blank. She watched helplessly as the two men
stripped her of her clothes piece by piece—her shirt, bra, skirt, and panties—scattering them
across the surrounding grass. Then, the man behind her shoved her forcefully, and she fell to the ground. She
had lost the will to resist. The two Uyghur men grinned lewdly, watching the woman, stripped like a lamb,
slowly unbuckling their belts.

The woman slumped on the grass, her eyes wide with terror as the two men slowly pulled down their pants, revealing
their erect penises, like venomous snakes, aimed at her naked body. The two men stared
greedily at her alluring flesh, from her face to her toes, far more seductive than the prostitutes they had previously encountered in the hair salon
. The woman's terrified expression especially fueled their lust. With each
step , the woman instinctively retreated, her legs still cautiously clenched even after being completely naked
, making them want to rush forward and ravage her. One of the men spoke first, whispering, "Don't
dawdle, hurry up and leave." The younger man nodded. The woman
hadn't . Although she wanted it, shame prevented her from actively seeking pleasure from the thief.
Hearing the man's words, she knew it was almost time, and her anxiety intensified, yet
a anticipation lingered.

One of the men strode forward, forcefully parting the woman's tightly closed legs. Her pubic area had a
sparse tuft of dark pubic hair. Without any foreplay, he guided his thick penis to
her vagina and thrust it in. The instant it entered, the woman seemed to awaken, screaming
for help. But in the dead of night, in such a secluded place, who would come to her rescue? Before the woman could scream
a second time, another man pulled out a dagger and pressed it against her throat, threatening in a low voice, "If you scream again, I'll
stab you to death." The woman was terrified and dared not scream again, letting the man on top of her penetrate her hard, two lines of clear tears streaming
down her cheeks. The woman's young body reacted quickly to protect itself. Her
vagina, which had only been slightly damp, began to secrete a considerable amount of vaginal fluid, protecting her delicate vagina from the man's relentless assault.
While withdrew his hand to fondle the woman's full breasts. Her breasts weren't large, but they were well-developed
, firm, and elastic, feeling wonderful to the touch. Ignoring the woman's feelings, the man continued to knead them vigorously.
The woman whispered, "It hurts, be gentler." The man ignored her, continuing to knead and
thrust his hips, penetrating deep into her body. The woman's vagina was wet and tight,
and the fleshy sensation from his hands was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Perhaps it was
the intense stimulation of the rape in the wild, or perhaps the allure of the woman's body beneath him was too strong; after only a few minutes, the man felt
waves of pleasure washing over him. His companion urged, "Hurry up, I'm coming too! Don't let anyone see!"
"That's it." The man, no longer restraining himself, thrust forcefully several times, almost reaching the deepest point each time, while simultaneously
squeezing the woman's breasts tightly. With the final thrust, he inserted his entire length, ejaculating a month's worth of semen inside her.

Before the woman could catch her breath, another man pounced on her. The woman was now powerless to resist, allowing
the man to position her in a kneeling, prone position, her full, round buttocks raised high, her private parts completely exposed to the man
from behind. Using the mixture of the woman's vaginal fluids and his partner's semen, the man aimed and smoothly
inserted himself into her. He held her round buttocks firmly with both hands, his fingers digging deep into her plump flesh.
The woman knelt on the grass, her head resting on her arm, letting the man thrust hard from behind, her full breasts
swaying back and forth with each thrust. The crying had long since stopped, and the moans escaping her throat were a mixture of pain and
pleasure. The man, who had already ejaculated once, didn't stop, embracing the woman from the side and continuing to play with her breasts, which were swaying back and forth from
his thrusts. "Ball." With a low growl from the man behind her, the woman was
ejaculated . Powerless, she lay limp on the grass. The bright moonlight shone on her naked body
, making her appear so pure and innocent. Yet, the semen flowing from her genitals and clinging to her pubic hair added an
undeniable
touch of lewdness. The two Uyghur men stood up, satisfied, and pulled up their trousers. Just as they were about to leave, one of them turned and caught sight of the woman's hateful gaze. Suddenly, he realized what he had just done:
he and his companion had gang-raped this woman—a crime far more serious than theft or robbery, and her body contained the semen of
two men… Thinking this, the man no longer hesitated and
walked towards the woman still lying on the grass. His companion seemed to understand and followed him. The woman's gaze shifted from hatred to
terror. In the silvery moonlight, the raised dagger gleamed coldly. "Ah!" With a brief, piercing
scream, silence returned…

"Ah!" With a scream, Qin Yu sat bolt upright in bed, wiping the sweat from her brow. She couldn't believe her
previous late-night ordeal had turned into a nightmare.
After confirming there were no injuries on her throat or chest, her violently heaving chest gradually calmed down. Although it was almost autumn, the weather
was still quite hot. Qin Yu was only wearing a pair of panties that barely covered her private parts, practically naked
in bed. Because of the erotic dream she'd just had, the panties were damp and clung tightly to her
genitals . She glanced at her watch; it was almost noon. Time to get up. Qin Yu wasn't actually a conservative woman, so
after being robbed and gang-raped by two Uyghur thieves, she hadn't called the police. Partly, she didn't want to... More people knew
about this, partly because, and more importantly, because this wasn't her first rape. Based on past
experience , the physical examination and police questioning after she reported it to the police suggested it was yet another rape. Aside from
the nightmare she'd just had, the incident hadn't affected her daily life in any way.

Qin Yu stood up, grabbed a long shirt and draped it over herself, went braless, changed into dry underwear,
and then tidied up the house, did some housework, and watched TV. The fear from the nightmare
quickly disappeared. But when dinner time came, Qin Yu faced the empty table alone and couldn't help but sigh.
Her husband had been away on a business trip for over a month, and she didn't know when he would return. As a mature and sexy young woman… The days spent alone in her empty room were unbearable. After dinner ,
Qin Yu grew increasingly bored, unable to concentrate on watching TV
. "Oh well," she thought, "I'll take a bath and get some rest." With that thought, Qin Yu entered the bathroom, letting the water wash over
her
body. Her full breasts, delicate skin, and round, pert buttocks—such a sexy figure, yet no one to enjoy it—was a real pity. Under the hot water, Qin Yu's body slowly warmed up.
Her hands gently climbed to her breasts. Although they weren't quite large enough for a man
to grasp , they were firm and full, with small nipples and light areolas, making one
want to cup them and suckle them. And now, with the combined effect of the hot water and her hands… Qin Yu felt
a swelling sensation in her chest. She kneaded her breasts harder, only to feel an even stronger swelling. Looking down at
her nipples, now fully erect from being played with, she silently thought, "Little darling, grow a little bigger,
grow a little bigger. I want to be a woman a man can't hold in one hand."

Completely immersed in the pleasure of masturbation, Qin Yu was oblivious to the unusual noises outside the shower.
Leaning against the glass, her slender fingers slowly slid down, exploring the forbidden
valley . Her most agile finger, the index finger, entered her vagina first,
followed by her longest, the middle finger. When both fingers were fully inside, Qin Yu let out a satisfied moan,
"Ah~ Mm~." As the frequency of her finger movements increased, her genitals instinctively secreted vaginal fluid to protect
herself from harm. Qin Yu's moans at this moment...

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