Gang rape by perverts

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My name is Chen Xianglan, I'm 42 years old, 5 feet 1 inch tall, with measurements of 38D-29-40. I'm a very voluptuous wife and a mother of three.
Tonight, we planned to celebrate a friend's birthday with a dinner party and a mahjong game. If it had been karaoke, I think I would have been home long ago. However, I never expected everyone's "mahjong bug" to suddenly kick in, and as a result, "time flies when you're having fun," and we didn't finish until 1:30 AM. Only then did I realize that the subway had stopped running from Causeway Bay to Ap Lei Chau, so I had to take
one of these express minibuses instead. After boarding the minibus, I went straight to the last row, to the right by the window, and sat down. Looking around, there were only a few passengers—four men and one housewife. However, most minibuses are like this; they usually don't fill up even after waiting for a long time. Besides me, there was another housewife sitting to my left and in front of me. She looked quite pretty from the side, seemingly no less attractive than me. I guessed she was a bit older than me, with long hair, wearing a suit, stockings, and high heels. She was carrying a designer handbag and a drawer bag belonging to an insurance company, containing several insurance brochures; I figured she was an insurance broker.
Since I hadn't planned on this beforehand, I hadn't even brought an air-conditioned jacket, and my skirt was very short, exposing almost my entire thighs; plus, the air conditioning in the car was very cold, making my feet and thighs extremely cold! Even with stockings, these thin, almost transparent pantyhose offered no protection against the cold. At that moment, I couldn't help but regret my actions—I was only concerned with appearances, not my safety, just wanting to show off my sexiness in front of my friends.
Oh well! It's only a 30-minute drive, and there won't be any stops along the way.
Since I'd had a little to drink, I was a bit dizzy, so I thought I'd take a nap; I figured I'd just stay until the final stop, no worries about missing my stop. My eyes had barely closed when, in a hazy state, I felt someone sit down next to me. Opening them, I saw a burly middle-aged man, probably someone who had just boarded; the bus started moving soon after.
I immediately became alert. With so many empty seats, why did he choose to sit next to me? Clearly, he had ill intentions.
Sure enough, less than a minute later, he placed a hand on my thigh. I immediately pushed it away and tried to get up. However, to my surprise, he calmly pulled a knife from his pocket and flashed the blade in front of me, then immediately put it away.
This simple action terrified me; my mind went blank, and I dared not move.
Seeing that he had frightened me, he placed his right hand on my thigh and began to grope me brazenly.
I dared not resist; who knew if he had violent tendencies and a weapon? I could only accept my fate, thinking that he couldn't possibly go too far on a minibus. But I was wrong.
I looked out the window, trying to ignore him, but the sensation of being touched continued to assault my senses.
His hands were rough, and the feeling of them on my skin was completely different from what I experienced with my ex-boyfriends. It was actually quite comfortable, but his lewd behavior disgusted me, creating a very complicated feeling. He
started touching me, eventually reaching my genitals. I tried to keep my thighs closed to prevent him from moving, but this shameless lewd man suddenly pulled my left leg open and placed it on his right thigh. His right hand continued to caress my genitals through my stockings and underwear. Of course, I remembered the razor blade, so I didn't dare move.
Soon after, I felt myself becoming wet. Although I felt extreme disgust, my body, which hadn't been touched by my husband for over two months, reacted differently.
I told myself, "I'm being forced, it's not that I like it." But I also hoped he wouldn't stop. I wanted to find a reason for my cooperation to lessen my shame. It was a very contradictory feeling.
Seeing that I didn't resist, he became bolder, reaching up to lift my already short pleated skirt and then slipping his hand inside my stockings and underwear to touch my genitals directly.
When he noticed my genitals were already wet, he became even more excited. His rough fingers rubbed back and forth on my labia, occasionally touching my G-spot. This sensation was several times stronger than the caresses through my stockings and underwear. A jolt of electricity shot through my brain, leaving my body weak and limp. I could only close my eyes and lean back in my chair, panting softly.
After a while, he reached his right hand behind my back and placed it on my right breast, while his left hand continued to caress my genitals.
He pulled me into his arms and began to fondle me. His touch was neither too light nor too heavy; he must have been an experienced hand. This caused me to continuously produce vaginal fluid. Although I still felt disgusted, I was physiologically enjoying it, so I made excuses for myself, which lessened the sense of humiliation considerably.
I don't know when, but my shirt had been unbuttoned, and his right hand had even lifted my strapless bra, reaching inside my clothes to directly rub my breasts and gently pinch my hardened nipples. People outside the window could probably see this.
Although my breasts are a 38D, he grasped almost all of them in his hand, rubbing them with his rough palm, making me feel both itchy and comfortable.
I must have made some noise, because through my half-open eyes I saw the long-haired housewife seem to have noticed something amiss, glancing back occasionally at my pretty face filled with surprise.
The man ignored me, his actions escalating. He lifted my buttocks with his right hand and ripped off my stockings and underwear with his left. I began to panic; this was far beyond what I had initially thought was just frivolous behavior. I clutched my stockings and underwear tightly, trying to stop him.
But he was now emboldened, not only not stopping but pulling even harder. In the struggle, I caught a glimpse of his ferocious eyes, and fear made my hands go limp, even tearing off my stockings and underwear, leaving them hanging on my calves.
Just then, a young male passenger in a suit, who looked like a white-collar worker, also noticed and slowly approached. The middle-aged man wasn't flustered; on the contrary, I was terrified because his left hand was in his pocket, presumably holding a knife.
The office worker walked in front of us, whispered a few words to the middle-aged man, who smiled and stood up.
I was initially happy because someone was coming to my rescue, but this office worker sat down, pulled me into his arms, and whispered, "Don't make a sound, or everyone on the bus will see you like this." Oh
my god! Another pervert! He wasn't there to help me out, but to take a share. Before I could even react, he laid me down on the chair and immediately kissed my lips, his tongue quickly entering my mouth and swirling around my soft tongue.
His hands weren't idle either; he first unbuttoned all the buttons on my shirt and then pulled down my bra, completely exposing my large, white breasts. Then, one hand touched my breasts, while the other spread my legs, his middle finger relentlessly attacking my G-spot.
In the instant I was pushed down, I saw the middle-aged man walk over and sit down next to the long-haired housewife. Sigh, another victim, but I was too exhausted to care about her anymore.
Under the office worker's teasing, waves of pleasure washed over me, and my vaginal fluids seeped out, soaking my buttocks and inner thighs.
Then, this white-collar worker inserted his middle finger into my vagina and began thrusting rapidly. If my mouth hadn't been gagged, I would have groaned loudly, but all I could manage were weak, moaning sounds.
Under his double assault, I actually reached my first orgasm.
Afterward, I felt completely exhausted, but he wouldn't let me go. He quickly pulled down his pants, sat on the chair, and forced me down to kneel between his legs, pressing my head down and shoving his erect penis into my mouth.
Suddenly, I noticed the long-haired housewife had been taken to the last row on the left. Presumably, the middle-aged man was using the same tactic again, brandishing a knife to coerce her into submission.
What surprised me most, besides the middle-aged man, was another young man who, like a sandwich, sandwiched the long-haired housewife between his left and right, relentlessly ravaging her.
My God! Are all the men on the bus just beasts? Not only did they not stop it, but they joined in the violence. Who are these people? The driver should have noticed by now.
I didn't have time to think further. This white-collar worker tapped me on the head and said harshly, "Concentrate! Can't you even give a blowjob?"
In this situation, I had no choice but to completely give up resisting and try my best to suck his penis, lick his scrotum, and hold his cock in my left hand, stroking it up and down, hoping to finish as soon as possible.
At this time, the long-haired beauty's white shirt was completely unbuttoned, her pink bra was also opened from the front, her black skirt was off and hanging on her right leg, and she was still wearing her white lace panties, which were even smaller than mine, her high heels, and black four-strap stockings.
She was obviously very scared, sobbing and pleading, "Waaah... let me go... waaah... please... please... don't do this..."
Alas, she was really stupid. Saying that would only further arouse these beasts.
Sure enough, the young man immediately pulled open her panties from the middle and licked her genitals with his tongue, occasionally inserting his tongue into her vagina. Her entire vaginal opening was wet, I didn't know if it was saliva or vaginal fluid.
The middle-aged man was kissing her breasts intently. Like me, her nipples were a beautiful pink, and her breasts were even larger than mine. Her left hand was being held by the middle-aged man, gripping his large penis, which was several inches long and very thick; the housewife's hand couldn't even fully grasp it.
This housewife had a better figure than me. I've always been proud of my 5'1" figure, with measurements of 38D-29-40, but this housewife was probably 5'3" with measurements of 40E-29-36. Having two beautiful women being played with at the same time was really a bargain for these perverts.
Under the combined assault of the two, this beauty was powerless to resist. Although she was still resisting, she couldn't help but start moaning, "Oh... ah... um... oh... um... ah..."
Infected by her seductive sounds, I became wet again, and the white-collar worker couldn't resist either, grabbing my head and thrusting it into my mouth violently.
Although his penis was smaller than the middle-aged man's (about 6 inches), it still made my mouth feel sore and numb. Then he ejaculated in my mouth. After ejaculating, he not only didn't pull out his penis, but also forced me to swallow all the semen. I had
never even tried swallowing semen before, let alone having a man ejaculate in my mouth. I never imagined that my first time would be with a stranger.
Looking back, I saw two men, about 15 years old, one tall and one short, I guessed they were still middle school students standing behind me. Their expressions were hesitant, but their eyes were full of lust. At this moment, the middle-aged man said, "Handsome boy! What are you waiting for? You say no one in the world has a chance to pounce on a beautiful mom like this! Here you go! Now you have a chance, and there are two of them."
Under his encouragement, the two middle school students pulled me over without saying a word. At this point, I was completely desperate and resigned to my fate...
Then, I suddenly heard, "Miss, Miss, get up! We've reached the stop! Get off the bus!" I looked up and saw that the minibus had arrived at Ap Lei Chau Station, and the others... I was afraid they had already gotten off the bus early. At that moment, an uncle at the bus stop brought me a cup of hot tea and asked if I was alright and if I needed him to call my family to pick me up.
After drinking the tea, I seemed to sober up considerably, and since my house was right in front of me, I said no. However, on my walk home, I felt a slight dampness in my underwear. I touched it with my finger and smelled it.
It was semen. I was shocked, but not by fear; instead, I felt a base, erotic excitement.
*** *** *** *** ***
Ever since that gang rape on the bus, I'd been longing to experience that base, helpless sexual excitement again, and I finally found a few. I was attending a wedding banquet in Tin Shui Wai, and my walk home was quite long!
Because of the banquet, I was wearing my newly bought black dress, black sheer stockings, and a pair of black 5-inch high heels.
The bus was crowded, and suddenly I felt someone pressing against my buttocks from behind, bumping into me with the swaying of the bus. And there was something hard pressing firmly against me. My face flushed instantly, and I involuntarily turned around, but he still followed. I immediately knew what was going on. Because the bus was crowded, I couldn't dodge. Of course, I could have turned back and yelled at him, but for some reason, I didn't want to. There was even a sliver of hope. His
hard object was pressing firmly against my buttocks. Now, I felt incredibly good; my body was also aroused, and my lower body involuntarily surged. I could feel a large amount of fluid flowing from my vagina. I involuntarily swayed with the bus's movement, rubbing against his hard object behind me, feeling its hardness and heat.
Clearly, the man behind me knew I was a slutty, mature woman and didn't mind his harassment. Seeing my buttocks reacting so well, he immediately reached out and caressed my full, three-dimensional buttocks, squeezing and kneading them.
The man continued to rub against me, and the large object pressing against my buttocks became even harder, as if it wanted to pierce through my short skirt and penetrate my body. Yes, my legs were trembling uncontrollably, I was getting excited, and my crotch was definitely soaking wet. I felt my heart was pounding. Then, the man suddenly left my body.
I felt incredibly disappointed; why did he leave just when I was about to climax?
But he didn't leave; I could still smell him. Then his hand came down again, and he lifted my skirt. He reached out and stroked the tips of my sheer black stockings and my buttocks. He whispered in my ear, "You're so beautiful, your stockings are so smooth, your buttocks are so full, your panties are already wet, your vagina craves a penis other than your husband's."
I was so aroused by his lewd words that my body went limp, and I involuntarily leaned back. He grabbed me with his large hand, kneading my breasts, while his other hand pulled my panties into a tight line, stretching them forcefully. I became excited, panting heavily. Then I felt something hot pressing against my body. I thought to myself, "Ah...it's coming."
This man was so bold, he actually took out his huge penis. I didn't know what to do. But it was too late. Because my vagina was very wet, his huge penis had already entered my vagina. I was horrified! I was both
shocked and scared. What if someone saw me? Where would I put my face? My face turned purple!
I wanted to pull away, but the feeling was too good. I could feel my vagina and brain fighting against me.
"Make him harder, harder!" I wanted to scream.
Because of the traffic jam, the car was shaking violently, and I could feel the person behind me attacking me with the shaking of the car.
"Oh...so good, so pleasurable, faster, I'm about to climax." I couldn't help but feel a lot of things flowing out of my uterus. I couldn't help but clench my buttocks and vagina. At this moment, I heard the person behind me breathing heavily, and a large hand grabbed my breast forcefully. I felt a hot liquid pouring into my uterus inside my vagina.
"Ah..." My body involuntarily swayed violently with his sensation. Subconsciously, I felt, "Ah... this is an orgasm! So good!!"
That large hand had left my body, gently pushing me a few times, and whispered in my ear, "We're here."
"Ah..." I involuntarily straightened up. I felt something soaking through my panties and flowing down my stockings. At the next stop, I quickly got off the train and went home. When
I got to bed, I lifted my panties and saw that my black stockings were covered in a white, sticky substance. I couldn't help but pull the stockings down and smell them. What a strange smell. My hand unconsciously pulled down my panties. One hand gently caressed myself, my mind replaying everything that had just happened.
"Ah... ah... ah..." I couldn't help but moan. As my body grew hot, I twisted my body, feeling an urge to ejaculate.
"Ah...ah...ah...so comfortable...so pleasurable." She involuntarily spread her legs and twisted her body forcefully. A stream of white semen flowed out of her vagina!
*** *** *** *** ***
A few days later, after seeing a newspaper report about a woman being raped on the Light Rail, I wanted to try it myself. I went to Tin Shui Wai one Sunday night.
It was already past midnight when I boarded the Light Rail. There were only two female students and a middle-aged man on the train. At one stop, seven or eight young men suddenly boarded. They looked like thugs. As soon as they got on, they walked towards me and stood next to me, laughing and staring at me. That day I was wearing a pink tank top, a white mini-skirt, light-colored stockings, and white high heels.
Even though there were plenty of seats in the middle, they insisted on squeezing in my side. They actually tried to grope me, this middle-aged woman. As soon as the light rail started moving, they pulled me up from my seat. I was startled and tried to scream, but one person behind me covered my mouth, another grabbed my feet, and two others started taking off my outer clothing. I struggled desperately, pretending to resist, and looked at the other three passengers with pleading eyes, but they pretended not to see and all hid at the other end of the light rail.
After taking off my vest and bra, they immediately started rubbing my breasts. To be honest, at that time I had no sexual desire at all; I just wanted to be humiliated and seen by strangers.
Another person started taking off my stockings and forcibly pulled down my underwear. I tried to squat down, but they forced me between them. Then one of the people next to me took out a small bottle from his pocket—was it lubricant? He laughed as he applied the sticky liquid to my breasts and genitals. Then another person started touching and rubbing everywhere. Suddenly, my nipples and genitals felt hot, a strange, itchy feeling, probably containing some aphrodisiac ingredients.
At this moment, two men pulled my legs apart, and another man took out a purple electric vibrator to insert into my vagina.
"No! I have a husband!" I whispered, but he didn't care and pressed the vibrator against my labia and started it.
A jolt of electricity shot through my body. I tried to pull away, but I watched helplessly as it was pushed into my vagina. My female instincts gave me a mix of pain and pleasure. Being humiliated like this, I started to get excited.
I couldn't help but moan, and they became even more vigorous, thrusting harder. However, they quickly pulled out because two naked men were already waiting nearby.
When I saw those two penises, tears immediately welled up in my eyes. I thought they were just ordinary perverts trying to touch me, but I never expected them to have the audacity to gang rape me on a light rail!
One of the men walked behind me and lifted my right leg up completely. I lost my balance, and the man in front grabbed me to prevent me from falling. This exposed my entire vagina to them.
I struggled one more time, but it was no use. His penis thrust straight in from behind. By then, my vagina was already very wet, so he shoved it in easily.
"Ah!" I screamed, but he started thrusting forcefully. I was trapped between him, unable to escape, and he just kept fucking me.
Although it felt exciting now, and I got what I wanted, I pretended to resist for the sake of my pride. I could vaguely hear him thrusting, because it was so wet down there, so the "splash! splash!" sounds kept coming out.
"Ohhhhhh..." He seemed to be enjoying it, moaning all the while.
Since I was already being fucked, I begged them not to ejaculate inside me, because I was in my fertile period and could get pregnant, but he didn't seem to hear me, he just thrust faster and harder. He came quickly, ejaculating all his semen into my vagina, spraying for several seconds before pulling out. Some semen spilled out, and he smeared it on my lips with his fingers, making me feel even more degrading and cruel.
But the worst was yet to come. The others, who had been waiting impatiently, shoved me, and I fell to the ground. Then another man penetrated me from behind, while another grabbed my head from the front, pinched my cheeks, and forced his penis into my mouth. I was sandwiched between them, being fucked from both ends. My buttocks kept throbbing, and his penis slid smoothly inside my vagina. I had given up struggling and started to enjoy it, letting them fuck me from both ends.
The man in front ejaculated first, spraying all of it into my mouth. A strong, fishy smell filled my mouth. I tried to spit out the semen, but another man immediately followed, forcing me to swallow it all.
Finally, the man behind me also ejaculated inside my vagina, while the man in front ejaculated on my face. He even deliberately smeared the semen all over my face.
I sat on the ground, too weak to stand. That's when I noticed someone filming with a V8 camera. I thought, "My rape is going to be posted online!"
The next stop was approaching, so they pretended to be kind and offered to help me get dressed, taking my underwear and bra with them. Just when I thought everything was over, they took out a nylon rope and tied a rope thong around my lower body. The rope was tightly bound, digging into my labia; every time it touched my clitoris, I would convulse. They even used a lighter to melt the knot, leaving a black, glued-together mass that I couldn't untie.
Finally, they helped me put on pantyhose and shoes, then, feigning kindness, tossed me a tattered vest.
The next stop arrived, and they laughed and walked away. The other three passengers got off, leaving me alone in a taxi. On my way home, with every step I took, the rope rubbed against my labia. By the time I got home, the rope and my pantyhose were soaked through.
I rushed to the kitchen for scissors, but couldn't find any. In the end, I had to sleep in that thong, and when I needed to pee, the urine could only spray out through the rope, making my legs feel hot. I have yet another unforgettable memory.

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