I was raped in a hotel room

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In college, the first guy I met was the vice president of the student union. He liked me, and I liked him too, so we started dating. We had sex after knowing each other for a little over a week. He wasn't anything special, except he had a high sex drive, usually 4 or 5 times a night, and I felt tired after sex. We stayed together for a year.

Initially, the guys I dated had romantic relationships or a foundation of feelings, at least in my freshman year. Only a few of them had sex with me in my freshman year; freshmen are relatively innocent, like new recruits in the army. Things changed in my second year. After freshman year, I didn't date seriously anymore; sex wasn't for feelings or romance.

The first guy I dated after my boyfriend was a senior in the sports department. He was a good basketball player when my boyfriend and I started dating, and my boyfriend often played with him. I often went to watch them play. My boyfriend knew him too; they were good friends.

He liked to chat with me but never did anything inappropriate. Sometimes he would pat my head like an older brother. That's

how it was at first, and I always called him "brother."

Once, my boyfriend and I checked into a hotel near the school, one of those couple-themed hotels. We were naked on the bed. He kneaded my smooth breasts, licking the tips of my nipples with his tongue, and sucking on my erect nipples alternately. His tongue licked around my nipples, then gently sucked on them.

He spread my legs, watching mischievously as he thrust his penis deep inside me. He was my boyfriend, and we were having sex openly and without fear of being discovered. We enjoyed our intercourse without pressure or restraint. After a while, I lay on top of him, gradually moving my body upwards, pressing my full breasts to his lips. I held my breasts with my hands, putting my nipples into his mouth, and he bit and sucked on them. His tongue licked my smooth breasts, flicking my nipples. My white breasts were covered in his saliva. My white breasts shimmered even more, adding to the erotic atmosphere. My eyes glazed over, almost closing into slits. His mouth left my nipple and roamed over my breasts, leaving trails of saliva on my full breasts.

At the same time, he thrust his penis in and out of my wet vagina. My moans intensified, and I soon climaxed. He loved my breasts. He thrust a few times forcefully, then quickly withdrew his penis and ejaculated onto my breasts. The semen gathered on my nipples and areolas, quickly flowing down my breasts. My boyfriend wiped it away, then hugged and kissed me. I felt a sense of happiness.

After resting for a while, he lifted one of my legs, guiding his glans to my already wet vulva. He pulled my body forward and pressed down hard, his penis disappearing into the dark pubic hair. The glans was swallowed by my warm, wet vagina. As his penis slowly penetrated deeper, he felt the pleasure of being tightly enveloped by my slippery vagina, slowly thrusting in and out. He gently withdrew his penis, then slowly and powerfully thrust it all the way in. He thrust forcefully, and I trembled during my orgasm, sucking on his semen. I was so tired and sleepy, so he held me and we fell asleep.

In my sleep, I felt his penis thrusting in and out of my vagina again. I opened my eyes and saw it was dawn. My boyfriend was working on me. My breathing was rapid, and I reached out to grab his arm tightly. My vaginal fluids overflowed with each thrust. I released my grip on his arm and hugged him. I knew he wouldn't be done until he'd played with me three or five times during sex. I lifted my round buttocks to match his thrusts. My body grew hotter and hotter, and my vagina continuously leaked fluids. I orgasmed, contracting my vagina to receive the impact of his semen, but he pulled out, his penis erect, and came to me. Understanding, I opened my mouth, and a thick stream of semen shot into it. He patted my cheek, and I understanding again, swallowed his semen. I had swallowed his semen before, knowing he liked it this way.

Soon his penis was hard again, and I straddled him, lowering my hips to sit down. "Ah...ah," I suddenly sat up, moaning repeatedly, enjoying the wonderful sensation of intercourse. A while later, he laid me down again, lifting my legs, and I had another orgasm, another ejaculation. I've been with many men, but never a virgin. My

boyfriend pulled out his penis and said he was going to play ball. I was tired but felt good, so I lay down, not wanting to move, spreading my legs and letting the semen seep from my labia. Young men are really great; he fucked me four times and still went to play ball full of energy. I slept for a while and then took a shower. My boyfriend called to say he hadn't brought his knee pads and would come to get them later. He asked if I wanted him to bring anything to eat, and I said no, I'd get up and find him myself.

After showering, I didn't put on any clothes. Then I applied lotion in my room, watching my boyfriend play ball and having breakfast with him. I was immersed in the happiness of love, humming a song as I applied lotion. After a while, someone knocked on the door, but didn't say anything.

My boyfriend came to pick up my knee pads. I walked over naked, unlatched the door, and turned to go inside, busy applying moisturizer to my face.

I heard the door lock behind me again, and someone came up behind me and hugged me from behind, his hands kneading my breasts. I said, "Ugh, didn't we just do it this morning? You want it again?" He touched my breasts and said, "It's me, little sister. I've liked you for a long time." He then lowered his head and kissed me.

I gasped and turned around. It wasn't my boyfriend; it was his classmate who played basketball with him.

He kissed me right on the lips.

I instinctively tried to press his hand down to stop him from touching my breasts, but even pressing the back of his hand didn't make it move. He touched my breasts and then took my tongue, which I had opened in surprise, into his mouth, sucking on it forcefully.

I was stunned and a little taken aback. I knew he was nice to me, but I never imagined it was him. My boyfriend had just called to say he'd pick up my knee pads later. How could it be him?

Before I could think further, I focused on stopping his hand that was touching my breasts, ignoring what was below. His other hand suddenly slipped between my legs, his fingers lightly rubbing my labia, sending a shiver down my spine. He touched my full, white breasts while I kissed him, sucking on his tongue. I couldn't speak, only letting out seductive moans of desire. In my mind, I remembered what that older man from high school often said: a woman's body is her greatest advantage and asset; you should learn to enjoy the sex and pleasure it brings, don't be stingy with your body, let more people enjoy it, and you will gain happiness and many unexpected rewards.

I don't know if it's related to my childhood experiences, but my body is very sensitive; I'm easily aroused and orgasm. No one knows about my childhood, and I've never told anyone. Everyone says I'm a born slut, a label I dislike.

I slowly released his hand, my body no longer resisting, and my vagina became wet again. Seeing that I no longer resisted, he pressed down on my back, making me bend over, sticking out my round buttocks, and assuming a doggy-style position. He touched my wet vulva, and then I heard the rustling sound of basketball shorts being pulled down; it seemed he was playing basketball with his boyfriend. My position was very lewd, bending over and waiting for his penetration. I could hear my boyfriend's concerned words before leaving, asking if I wanted to take anything to eat. I felt that I was betraying my boyfriend; it was immoral. Just as I stood up, I heard the voice of the gatekeeper again, "You need to learn to enjoy the sex and pleasure your body brings. Don't be stingy with your body; let more people enjoy it." Chapter Nine.

He couldn't wait to penetrate me. I felt pain; I was very wet. He didn't penetrate slowly; he went in all at once. If it were a normal penis, I wouldn't have felt this much pain. His penis was large; it went in halfway on the first thrust. If it were my boyfriend, he would have gone in all at once. He was bigger than any I'd ever met before; I'd say he was in the top three of all the Chinese men I've ever been with. He didn't seem to care about me at all, forcefully inserting his penis as well.

I felt my vagina being stretched to its limit. He thrust for a while, and I felt a little better, but my stomach still ached from the pressure. He was very forceful, not caring if I could handle it. It felt like I hadn't done it in a long time. My vaginal fluids overflowed with each thrust, making me moan, unsure if it was pleasure or pain.

I couldn't stand steadily, so I bent over and held onto the ground, and he continued thrusting while holding my buttocks. He said, "It feels so good. Are you comfortable, little sister? You're so tight down there." I said, "Brother…it feels good…it hurts a little…go slower." Instead of being gentle, he thrust even harder. My lower abdomen ached from the pressure; it didn't hurt this much when the old man in the gatehouse fucked me, but I felt mostly pleasure and wanted him to fuck me harder.

He hadn't been fucking me for long when the friction between his vaginal muscles and the head of his penis made me scream and I quickly orgasmed. Seeing that I had, he pulled out and made me kneel in front of him and suck his penis. Just like S in Roujia's diary, he wouldn't let me squat; he made me kneel and lick his huge penis. I don't know what he was thinking, making his best friend's girlfriend kneel and lick his penis must have given him a sense of conquest. His

penis was so big that I could only take in most of it. He fucked me for about two hours, and he ejaculated three times.

While sucking his penis, I used my hand to stroke it. Seeing how big it was, I was a little surprised. Finally, he ejaculated into my mouth and I swallowed it. Luckily, I often swallowed semen before, so it wasn't difficult for me; I had swallowed my boyfriend's semen before.

I orgasm easily. He didn't rest after ejaculating and immediately carried me to bed, touching and kissing me, and I reciprocated by kissing him back.

He carried me to sit on top of him, with my back to him. I straddled him, lowering myself as I sat down. "Ah...ah," I groaned, jerking back and tilting my head back. The stimulation of such a large penis entering my vagina for the first time was intense. I lifted my hips and moved, finally filling my vagina completely, making me groan repeatedly, feeling an unbearable pleasure. I sat down heavily a few times, then began to thrust up and down, enjoying the wonderful sensation of sex. The tingling sensation from the friction between my vaginal muscles and the glans made me scream, thrusting wildly. My round, white buttocks rose and fell rapidly, my penis sometimes disappearing and sometimes emerging from between my buttocks.

The glans inside my vagina gently rubbed against the vaginal walls, stimulating my lower body to tremble again. My full, snow-white body writhed on him, my hair flying in the air. I used all the techniques the uncle had taught me.

The first time, he was polite, but the second time we had sex, his attitude changed when he saw how good I was. He started using vulgar language, saying things like, "You little slut, you're so good at this, how many men have you been with?" I said not many. He said, "Little slut, is one man not enough for you?" I hummed in response, saying nothing, and he thrust his hips forcefully, moving frantically beneath me. "Slut, I'll fuck your cunt!" He asked me, "Did you have sex with your boyfriend this morning?" My boyfriend had fucked me four times from last night to this morning, ejaculating inside me twice, in my mouth once (which I swallowed), and on my breasts once. From last night to this morning, I've been fucked seven times by two men, including one with a very big penis. I didn't feel as bad as Guoguo described in her diary. My physique isn't as good as Guoguo's. Guoguo was so bad after only 70 minutes of being fucked by her father-in-law. It shows that some women are more resistant to sex than others.

His hands gripped my proud breasts tightly as he thrust his hips forcefully, saying, "Your tits are so big, did a lot of people touch them until they were big? You yourself said you're a little slut." "Ah—ah—good—my little slut feels good—fuck me—fuck my slut," I moaned lewdly. The older man told me to obey men, and I obeyed whatever he told me to do.

He said my legs were beautiful, and his penis was very big, but I could slowly sit down and quickly felt comfortable.

After sitting for a while, he would let me move my buttocks behind him, and he would lick my genitals, sucking on my smooth and tender labia, his tongue swirling around and licking my vulva, my sticky, lewd juices flowing out. I ate his penis, seeing it covered in my juices, and I opened my mouth to take his penis in. The front half of his penis disappeared into my mouth, immediately lifting my cheeks, my tongue swirling vigorously inside my mouth, it was so stimulating. At that moment, I wasn't worried about my boyfriend coming back; I was just enjoying the pleasure and didn't think about anything else.

My boyfriend just finished having sex with me, and now he's letting someone else have sex with me. I find it incredibly exciting. He said, "You're so slutty, I've wanted to fuck you for ages, and now I finally get to taste it."

[The End]

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