Pervert rape

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Pervert Rape

(Prologue)
I breathed in the long-lost fresh air. Eight long years had passed since my last arrest. For eight long years, I had been imprisoned in a dark, sunless cell, forced to reflect on my mistakes—but that was only what I told the bail officer. In truth, during those eight long years, those 1462 days, not a single moment could be forgotten, not a single one, not a single one. Those girls moaning passionately under my teasing touch.
Their gasps, their cries, were my very reason for living. Eight long years hadn't diminished my desire; instead, it had accumulated to its fullest extent, until today, when I regained my freedom, finally able to release it all.
I looked up at the long-missed Aomori Railway Station. From this day forward, I would once again revel here. I would make every beautiful woman on the railway my target for lustful rape. From this day forward, the railway wolf was reborn.

(Chapter 1)
Although I'm impatient, I know I can't be hasty, especially after an eight-year hiatus. While my body has become incredibly strong during those eight years, capable of handling all sorts of challenging sexual positions, there's no denying that my reflexes aren't what they used to be. Furthermore, I need time to understand the changes in train schedules and the passenger flow during peak hours to determine the best time to strike.
Three days—it took me a full three days to figure out the current train schedules, making the over four hundred daily trains my tool for rampant rape. However, those three days were far more painful than any day I spent in prison. Facing a street full of delicious food while having to use my damn rationality to control myself from impulsiveness was like inhuman torture.
But those painful days ended yesterday. I stood leisurely in a corner of the platform, fiddling with my most beloved ring. This little action is actually a bad habit of mine. I smiled wryly as I looked at the ring currently on my index finger. It was a metal ring, at least half an inch thick, with a sharp blade inside. When needed, the blade could pop out from the ring to cut through women's clothing, so it had always been my ever-present tool. This had also cultivated my habit of touching it when observing my prey to make sure it was in my hand.
So why was I touching it? Because I had found my long-awaited prey. I glanced at my watch; there were still three minutes before the train arrived. I slowly approached my prey, hoping to observe her carefully before boarding.
She should be a high school girl, judging from her neat girls' high school uniform. She looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with long, straight hair hanging neatly down her back. Glasses perched on her small, slender nose, giving her a scholarly air.
I slowly turned to her side, observing the girl's alluring figure. Her body was nearing completion of development; her bust was a full 34 inches, brimming with youthful elasticity—the perfect size for her to touch. Her slender waist and sexy, full hips were captivating. Looking at her tempting thighs exposed beyond her skirt, I was consumed by lust, wanting nothing more than to pin her down and take her right there.
But I couldn't hold back any longer. The train had pulled into the platform while I was carefully observing, and the girl slowly entered the carriage. I subtly used my body to push her into a recessed corner, then positioned myself at the only exit, forcing her into the most convenient spot for my actions. Since everyone else's view would be blocked by me or the nearby billboards, this was the perfect place to take advantage of my prey. Moreover, there were six girls in each carriage in the same spot, so once they were on board, what girl could escape my clutches?
The train shuddered slightly before slowly pulling away from the platform, beginning the remaining half-hour journey. It was time for me to savor the swan meat before me. I gently pressed my hand against the girl's chest, kneading her breasts through her school uniform, confirming that the sensation matched my expectations.
The girl squirmed restlessly, trying to escape my clutches, but how could I, who had abstained from desire for eight years, be so easily satisfied? I ignored her resistance and instead roughly rubbed her breasts. The girl, her cheeks flushing, finally let out a sweet breath, which to me was like heavenly music. How could I let her stop such a beautiful sound? I immediately released my hand from her chest and placed it directly on her inner thigh, beginning the simplest and most direct teasing.
In an instant, the girl arched her back, stimulated by an electric-like pleasure. I didn't let her off the hook, continuing to massage her thighs, then knead her buttocks, and finally licking her snow-white neck, arousing her desire. I repeatedly rubbed her erogenous zones, stirring her instincts. Her eyes, hidden behind her glasses, began to moisten, and her increasingly moaning breaths told me it was time to proceed with the next step.
Actually, I had been quite dissatisfied; I wanted to explore a woman's soft, elastic skin, not a girls' high school uniform, yet I had to go through so much trouble. Seeing that the girl was in the mood, I placed one hand on my ring and used the sharp blade on it to slice her school uniform and skirt in half, exposing her snow-white bra and sexy lace panties.
Before the girl could even let out a cry, my hand had already slipped inside her bra, grasping and playing with her hardening nipples. The girl swallowed her cry back immediately. I squeezed the girl's nipples tightly, twisting them as I felt her body temperature rise. My other hand restlessly pressed against her panties, exploring her hidden garden and stimulating her pleasure center.
But I felt the stimulation wasn't enough, so I immediately slipped my hand inside her panties, directly attacking her most inconspicuous slit and the already burning clitoris.
The direct stimulation immediately caused the girl to let out a muffled moan, almost unable to stand. What a sensitive beauty! In just a moment, sweet nectar began to seep from her tightly closed slit, moistening her entire vulva.
I suddenly pulled up her bra, exposing her breasts to the air, while my right hand, which had been exploring inside her panties, simultaneously teased her labia with my pinky finger and rubbed her already erect clitoris hard with my thumb. In a short while, my fingers, which had been teasing the girl's private parts, were covered in her nectar, and more fluid began to slide down her waist and onto the ground. Seizing the opportunity, I used my other hand to pull up her nipple, twisting and playing with it with pleasure, while licking her earlobe with my tongue. My intense assault on all her erogenous zones—upper, middle, and lower—completely shattered her last shred of restraint.
Behind her glasses, the girl's eyes gleamed with wanton lust, and she could only gasp and emit near-moaning cries. Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, I abruptly ripped off her panties, exposing her most intimate parts to my greedy gaze. Before she could protest, I swiftly slipped the chastity belt I had prepared onto her private parts, sending a wave of almost unbearable pleasure through her body.
That chastity belt was specially designed by me. Once it was on, it could never be removed except with the key in my hand. The center of the belt was covered with small spikes, pressing tightly against the woman's labia, causing even the slightest movement to produce intense stimulation. The uneven little bead in the center pressed tightly against the clitoris, giving her an intense, almost unbearable pleasure.
Sure enough, as soon as the chastity belt was put on, the girl before me immediately showed a look of utter despair. With the train's jolts, the chastity belt repeatedly stimulated her most sensitive areas, making her feel like an ant on a hot plate. Sure enough, as soon as the train arrived at the platform and the doors opened, the girl, clutching her torn clothes, ran frantically out, heading straight for a less crowded corner of the platform. Of course, I wouldn't let my prey escape, and immediately gave chase.
Finally, the girl went into the women's restroom. I checked my surroundings and made sure no one else was in the restroom before taking out a sign that said "Cleaning in Progress" and placing it in front of the door to prevent others from entering. Then I immediately went into the women's restroom myself.
Only one stall in the women's restroom had its door closed. I slowly walked to the door, already faintly hearing a girl's moans. I immediately opened the door and began frantically snapping photos with my camera. The girl was frantically tearing at her chastity belt, stunned by the glaring flash before she could even let out a cry. It wasn't until I took seven or eight photos that she started to avoid the camera.
I put the camera back in my pocket, simultaneously pulling the writhing girl from behind and flashing the key in front of her: "Miss, do you want this?" The girl, oblivious to her nearly naked body exposed to the man's gaze, nodded almost instinctively.
"But what good will it do me to undo it for you?"
From the man's beast-like gaze, the girl immediately understood that he wanted her body. Sure enough, the man began to undo her already torn school uniform.

"Tell me, what's your name?" I asked as I undressed the girl.
"Haruka? Haruka Isesaki," the girl answered in an almost moaning voice.
As Haruka's already tattered clothes scattered across the floor, her naked body was completely exposed before me. Although Haruka still twisted unwillingly, I had already firmly grasped her slender waist with my strong arms, while gently inserting the key into the chastity belt. I gently twisted the key, and sure enough, with a soft "click," the chastity belt, soaked with Haruka's love juice, slid to the ground.
Before Haruka could even catch her breath, I pushed her down onto the bathroom floor: "It's time to pay, Miss Haruka." I pressed Haruka down behind me, impatiently unzipping my pants, pulling out my burning penis, and thrusting it into Haruka's wet secret place in one swift motion.
The hot glans roughly forced open Haruka's tightly closed lips, instantly shattering a soft membrane inside her vagina, and plunged deep inside. The tearing pain caused Yao to scream like a pig being slaughtered. The man's brutal entry left her with only her remaining strength to grip the floor, enduring the primal brutality he was inflicting on her.
I noticed bloodstains on Yao's lips and felt the pressure inside her vagina. My experience told me immediately, "Yao, are you a virgin?" In excruciating pain, Yao could only nod in response. Satisfied, I fondled Yao's breasts, lewdly saying, "But not anymore."
A virgin's vaginal walls were indeed extraordinary. I gripped Yao's slender waist and thrust violently into her tight vagina, feeling the pressure that seemed to bite off my penis, the hot, wet embrace, and savoring Yao's painful moans, experiencing the precious process of her transformation from a girl to a woman.
During my vigorous thrusting, I suddenly changed position, forcefully lifting Yao's slender waist and switching to a seated thrusting position. At the same time, I forcefully spread Yao's thighs apart, completely exposing her private parts to me. I admired Yao's private parts helplessly forced to swallow my enormous penis, her honeyed lips being roughly parted.
The seated thrusting position allowed my glans to penetrate Yao's body more deeply, and after only a few thrusts, I had already hit Yao's soft uterus, completely opening up Yao's tight virgin vagina. Yao's body also began to experience sexual pleasure, and due to the lubrication of her love juices, my thrusting became doubly smooth.
I forcefully tossed Yao's body up and down, feeling Yao's uterus deform under the rough impact of my glans. I continued to repeatedly thrust into Yao's clitoris, feeling the abnormal contractions beginning to occur inside Yao's vagina. I knew Yao was about to reach orgasm, but I wouldn't let her go so easily. I immediately withdrew my still-throbbing penis and began playing with Yao's genitals with only two fingers. Sure enough, Yao immediately let out a protesting moan, but I ignored it and continued inserting and withdrawing my two fingers.
Yao's vaginal walls were still tightly gripping my fingers; I couldn't believe such a tight vagina could swallow my penis, but now was no time for sentimentality. I withdrew my fingers, which were already glistening with Yao's juices, from inside her vagina.
I pressed Yao's body to the ground again, now sitting on her soft breasts, rubbing my penis against her breasts and mouth. Due to eight years of abstinence, my penis was extremely sensitive, so I deliberately released my first ejaculation on Yao, which was prone to going too far, before releasing my second, more sustained ejaculation deep inside her body.
Sure enough, with Yao's small mouth sucking and her breasts gently rubbing against me, I was almost on the verge of collapse. I tried to speed up my thrusting, pushing against Yao's sweet tongue, and finally, at the moment of climax, I pulled my penis out of Yao's mouth, letting the accumulated semen rain down on Yao's pretty face and breasts, until her glasses were completely smeared with my semen.
Just as Yao coughed violently, trying to spit out the semen she had accidentally swallowed, I immediately pressed Yao's delicate body down, once again positioning her in a rear-entry position, and then thrust into her violently. Yao was still not recovered from the oral sex, and was immediately forced to endure another wave of even more ferocious thrusting.
I pounded violently into Yao's clitoris, forcing her to orgasm again and again, while I savored the look of regret and shame on her face. I continued to violate her burning womb with my large glans, repeatedly ravaging her until I erupted once more.
I gripped Yao's waist tightly, pressing my nearly climaxing glans against her cervix, ensuring she could fully receive every drop of my semen. My long-suppressed penis once again went out of control, spraying semen deep into Yao's body.
Yao felt the heat rising from the man's penis. Based on her female instincts, she understood that the man was also close to ejaculation, and that he would ejaculate directly into her uterus. Yao also realized the possibility of pregnancy. However, Yao's half-dead body was no match for the man's actions. With each powerful thrust of his penis, Yao felt her uterus filled with molten semen. Helpless, Yao could only silently endure the man's semen, praying that she wouldn't become pregnant with his child.
After a thorough release, I laid Yao, who was half-dead from my rape, down with satisfaction. A trickle of milky white semen slowly flowed from the girl's private parts, running down her snow-white thighs to the ground. The
prolonged rape had left Yao's face, breasts, and genitals covered in my semen. Of course, I wouldn't miss such a wonderful scene. I immediately took out my camera to take pictures. Yao felt the camera flash, but unfortunately, she was too weak to stop me after being raped for so long. I even took out her student ID and address from her bag and photographed them in detail.
Only now, looking at Yao's student ID, did I realize I had raped an eighteen-year-old virgin. Satisfied, I put the ID back in Yao's bag and used the remaining film to take a full set of photos of her. Only then did I pack up my tools, leaving Yao, naked and covered in semen, lying alone on the cold toilet floor, facing the tragic fate of being raped and defiled.
Just as I was about to open the door to leave, I was disturbed by a crisp bell ringing. I immediately opened the door and saw a small figure quickly running out of the toilet, leaving behind only a small ornament on the floor.

(Chapter Two)
I picked up the ornament; it was a heart-shaped sticker frame with a small bell hanging from the end. The sound I had just heard came from it. It seemed someone had accidentally stumbled upon Yao and me, and in their panicked escape, had carelessly left it behind.
The sticker inside the accessory features two middle school-aged girls with bright smiles, giving off a rather childlike vibe. I turned the accessory over to look at the back, where the name "Akagi Aimi" was written, so I figured she must be the owner.
I looked at the half-dead Haruka on the ground. Indeed, for someone who had been abstinent for eight years, one girl was definitely not enough to satisfy my needs. I could easily have two or three more rounds right away, but if I continued, Haruka would probably be fucked to death. Since my second prey had appeared, I had no choice but to let the half-dead Haruka go. Besides, I had her nude photos, so I could have her whenever I wanted.
"Why did I see that kind of thing?" Aimi hurriedly rushed out of the restroom. Because Aimi had a congenital heart condition, she needed to take medication regularly. She had drunk too much water while taking her medication, which caused her to need to use the restroom at the station.
"Cleaning in progress," Aimi thought to herself, lamenting her bad luck. Little did she know that her real misfortune was just beginning. Aimi quietly entered the restroom and whispered, "Is anyone there?" At the same time, she heard a woman's panting.

Out of curiosity, Aimee peeked into the toilet stall, only to be horrified by what she saw: a naked girl was being held down on the floor, groaning violently; behind her stood a strong man, thrusting his large penis into her repeatedly.
"They're having sex?" Aimee quickly dismissed the thought. The girl's unwilling expression and weak struggles convinced her that she was being sexually assaulted. Sure enough, after a few violent thrusts, the man ejaculated inside the girl's vagina and then mercilessly pushed her to the floor, indicating they weren't lovers.
"Oh no! He looks like he's about to come!" Aimee didn't even have time to hesitate about calling the police before rushing out of the toilet, completely unaware that she had carelessly left behind her lucky charm—a framed photo of her and her best friend.
Aimi had been walking frantically for a while when her heart started pounding uncontrollably. She had to stop, frantically checking to see if the man had followed, before finally sitting down on a nearby chair with a sigh of relief. She took out her heart medication from her bag and swallowed it to relieve the pain. However, she immediately remembered she shouldn't drink water, so she'd have to wait until the next stop to use the restroom.
Finally, I found the girl in the photo. She was sitting on a chair taking her medication, completely unaware of my surveillance. I changed the film on my camera, observing her silently.
The girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, very young indeed. Judging from her pale, almost bloodless skin, she probably had a heart problem, which explained why she needed to take medication so quickly after running that short distance. It seemed her development was just beginning; her cute little breasts were just starting to emerge, about thirty-one or thirty-two in size, which, combined with her neat school uniform, made her even more adorable. The girl wore a light blue beret, her shoulder-length hair tied into two cute little braids. Her delicate features, especially her thin lips, aroused a desire to ravage her.
However, the girl was quite petite; in comparison, my body was almost twice her size. But the thought of inserting my thick penis into her tender vagina made my shaft hard and erect.
As I was thinking this, the train arrived at the platform. I stood behind the girl, and as soon as the doors opened, I shoved her into a favorable position. Forced into a corner, the girl didn't even have time to resist before my hands swiftly attacked her breasts, kneading her nascent flesh. Although not large, they were large enough to be contained in one hand, and the feel was quite pleasant. The girl was almost stunned by my bold actions, only able to passively twist her body in resistance.
But how could I let her off so easily? My right hand immediately pulled up the girl's school skirt, directly groping her forbidden area, making her secret parts, untouched by anyone else, completely under my control. I only gently rubbed her through her underwear, and the girl immediately let out a moan, her cheeks flushed, indicating that she was slowly becoming aroused.
It was time for something more intense. I used my ring to tear open the girl's school uniform and skirt, revealing that she was only wearing a thin blouse underneath. This flimsy thing, of course, couldn't stop my groping. I immediately inserted my entire palm into the blouse, taking turns pulling and playing with her nipples. The intense stimulation caused the girl to react immediately. As I rubbed her, both of her nipples hardened and protruded, and the girl had to press her hands tightly against her lips to prevent herself from letting out a loud moan.
However, my attack points weren't limited to just one. My right hand immediately slipped inside the girl's panties, directly attacking her labia. I used my middle finger to sweep back and forth between her labia, occasionally kneading her clitoris, causing her to lose her balance.
I felt her vulva slowly beginning to secrete lubrication. "Finally getting aroused?" I wasted no time, swiftly ripping down her blouse, revealing her delicate, small breasts in my grasp.
I gently pulled on her pink, tender nipples; their rose-like color made me unable to suppress my destructive desires any longer. I tightly gripped her nipples and pulled them back and forth in all directions. The girl had never been subjected to such abuse before; she could only curl up in pain, struggling against my fondling.
I glanced at my watch; only five minutes remained before the train arrived. It seemed I had to finish quickly. I ripped off the girl's panties and began vigorously kneading her entire genitals. Her juices had already soaked my fingers, but perhaps due to her young age, the amount wasn't much. After some deliberation, I decided against using a chastity belt. Using such a forceful tool on her would likely cause her to faint in the carriage, so I opted for something gentler.
I took a long string of anal balls from my bag and slowly inserted them into her anus. Although gentler than a chastity belt, the girl instantly lost her balance and could only lean against the carriage wall, enduring my ministrations as I inserted the anal balls one by one.
Just as she was about to reach orgasm from the anal balls, the train arrived at the platform. Thinking she was safe, the girl clutched her torn clothes and ran out of the carriage. I followed her slowly, because the real action was just beginning.
The girl rushed into the restroom, completely unaware of my presence. It was time. I took out a "Cleaning in Progress" sign from inside the restroom and placed it outside the door before stepping inside to visit my little beauty.
I roughly pushed open the stall door, and the girl inside was almost stunned. She had already taken off her underwear and was leaning over the sink, trying to pull out an anal ball.
The sudden opening of the stall door startled the girl, causing her to involuntarily lose control of her bladder. How could I miss such a spectacular sight? I immediately took out my camera and started snapping photos. The constant flashing of the camera brought the girl back to her senses. After letting out a soft cry, she immediately used one hand to block the camera lens and the other to cover her exposed private parts.
I calmly put away the camera and asked, "Are you Akagi Aimi?" The exposure of her lower body made the girl's mind stop functioning normally, and she could only instinctively nod. However, I had already gotten the answer I wanted, so I slowly walked into the stall and began to undress Aimi.
"What do you want to do?" Aimi asked in a trembling voice.
"Of course, I'm going to fuck you good, little Aimi." After saying that, I tore off the last of Aimi's clothes and pushed the naked girl against the toilet wall. I rubbed Aimi's private parts with one hand, testing the tightness of Aimi's vagina with my fingers. Although Aimi's vagina was already very wet, it still seemed not enough to accommodate my big penis. Since that was the case, I had no choice but to help her.
I lifted Aimi high above my head, forcing the girl in mid-air to sit on my face, and then rubbed my stiff nose directly against Aimi's soft crotch, while my tongue occasionally went into Aimi's honey pot, stimulating the girl's sensitive vaginal walls. The girl, who had never been played with like this before, immediately let out a sweet moan. I chuckled lewdly and said, "Aimi, your moan is just as cute as you are."
Aimi immediately pressed her lips together to avoid arousing the man's lust with any sounds she might make, but as I gently bit her sensitive clitoris, Aimi couldn't help but moan again.
The scent of urine still lingered on Aimi's genitals, but I didn't mind; instead, I carefully licked her girlish lips and the base of her thighs. Already aroused by my teasing, Aimi instinctively cooperated with my actions, tightly clamping my cheeks with her soft, smooth thighs, while her clitoris continuously flowed sweet, warm nectar.
It was about time. I put Aimi back on the ground, forcing her to press against the wall in front of her, while I tightly embraced her thighs and parted them, exposing her already soaked genitals. I positioned Aimi in a double-legged hold, concentrating all her weight on her hands and the area where we would soon be joined. This was sure to give Aimi an incredible orgasm, while I could fully enjoy the tightness of her vagina.
I began rubbing my hot, hard glans against Aimi's labia, trying to coat my penis with her fluids to minimize the pain during penetration. However, I wasn't doing this out of pity; rather, I was afraid she would lose consciousness from the pain, thus diminishing my enjoyment.
I looked at my penis with satisfaction; it was already covered in Aimi's fluids from my rubbing. It was almost time to deflower her. So, I rubbed my penis even more roughly against Aimi's tightly closed vulva. Although completely inexperienced, Aimi seemed to understand what was about to happen. She swayed from side to side with her last ounce of strength, as if unwilling to lose her virginity, but in reality, her body was already firmly pinned down by me. No matter how she twisted, her virgin secret place remained within the range of my penis's attack.
Finally, Aimi let out a mournful cry of surrender, helplessly accepting her fate of being raped and losing her virginity. My hot glans struck her target, slowly forcing open Aimi's tightly closed lips. The tearing pain in her vagina caused Aimi to scream continuously. I thrust hard into Aimi's warm core, my thirsty spear immediately piercing her precious hymen, devouring the blood of the girl's lost virginity.
"Aimi, congratulations on becoming a real woman." Before I finished speaking, I couldn't help but thrust wildly, each stroke of my thick penis filling the space inside Aimi's vagina, while the glans simultaneously slammed against Aimi's small cervix.
Gradually, the pain of Aimi's first time was subsiding, replaced by the pleasure her innocent body began to experience from intercourse, causing Aimi to emit sweet and alluring breaths. With each thrust of my penis, when the large glans touched Aimi's sensitive clitoris, Aimi was forced to let out a moan, and I was like a wild beast striving to hear Aimi's sweet moans, relentlessly repeating the piston-like motion, plunging Aimi into the abyss of lust.
Her vagina was so tight; compared to Yao's, Aimi's vagina was as tight as an eight or nine-year-old girl's, and even upon penetration, it knew to tightly grip my penis, sucking and biting, and the inner vaginal walls were not only hot but also wet, giving my penis a wonderful feeling as if it were melting inside Aimi's vagina. I gently put Aimi down, changed to a standing position, and simultaneously kneaded Aimi's small breasts with both hands, forcing her to engage in a passionate kiss with me. We sucked on each other's tongues, swallowing each other's saliva. The sweet, girlish saliva in Aimi's mouth once again ignited my animalistic desires. Overwhelmed by lust, I thrust wildly into Aimi's alluring vulva while standing, until we both reached orgasm simultaneously.
I quickly withdrew my penis, spraying my gushing semen all over Aimi's breasts. Aimi could only sit weakly on the ground, letting me defile her once pure body with my semen.
The milky-white, cloudy semen slowly flowed from Aimi's small breasts down her lower abdomen, gathering into a small, turbid stream, then, as if unwilling, flowed back into Aimi's vulva, as if hoping to return to her honeyed depths. I gently massaged Aimi's secret place, covered in the mixed fluids, with my fingers, continuously arousing her pleasure until she let out another beautiful moan.
I forced Aimi to lick my fingers, which were covered in semen and vaginal fluid from caressing her, carefully licking away the fluids until they were clean again.
I examined Aimi's vulva, still covered in semen, but that was only the surface; the inside of her vagina should still be clean. It would be a shame not to ejaculate directly inside such a pure girl, and it would also be a good opportunity for me to test whether she could conceive at her age.
I forced Aimi to place her hands on the sink, preparing to rape her again in a doggy-style position, while repeatedly asking her about her menstrual cycle. Unfortunately, it turned out that Aimi's period had only ended a few days ago, and she probably wouldn't start ovulating until next week. However, this did not change my fate of thoroughly raping her, and at the same time, my penis plunged heavily into Aimi's honey pot once more.
I first pressed the head of my penis against Aimi's uterus, then continuously twisted and rubbed it. I slowly withdrew the head to Aimi's G-spot, continuing the friction and stimulation, alternating between these two sensitive spots to cultivate Aimi's sexual desire. I fantasized that this pure girl would eventually become a submissive slave beneath me. As Aimi's breathing grew heavier, I impatiently began the second step.
This time, however, it wasn't just simple friction; I unleashed a barrage of thrusts, bombarding Aimi's uterus and G-spot in turn, forcefully pushing the sensitive beauty to orgasm.
Aimi groaned unwillingly, tears of humiliation streaming down her face, but she could no longer control her vagina, which greedily gripped the man's penis. Aimi bit her lip tightly, knowing that if she loosened her grip, she would immediately let out a comfortable groan, even a cry of orgasm.
"Scream if it feels good, and I'll make you feel even better!" Seeing Aimi's skin flushed pink from arousal, I knew what was going on and couldn't help but tease her. But Aimi shook her head desperately, resisting the pleasure within her.
"The more you refuse to give in, the more I'll fuck you until you have multiple orgasms. I don't believe you won't scream." The long spear that was thrusting violently suddenly stopped and slowly withdrew from Aimi's vagina. It
took me a full three minutes to withdraw my penis to the entrance of Aimi's honeypot, but those three minutes were more cruel torture for Aimi than the most vicious torture. The penis slowly withdrew, but carefully touched every line of flesh inside Aimi's vaginal wall, but deliberately did not satisfy herself. For Aimi, who had already been aroused, this was worse than death, and she almost couldn't help but beg the man to continue thrusting.
Although Aimi managed to hold back, her honest body had completely betrayed her; hot, sticky fluids had already spilled all over the floor, showing how much her vagina craved a man's filling.
I quickly pushed my penis back into Aimi's tender hole, the heavy impact causing Aimi to moan, and at the same time, I began my fast-in, slow-out assault. The intense stimulation made Aimi writhe restlessly, and I satisfiedly enjoyed Aimi's expression of despair, reveling in the pleasure of raping and toying with a young girl.
I thrust in with a thunderous force, the powerful impact causing Aimi to gasp for breath. Seeing my chance, I immediately began a series of fierce thrusts, and sure enough, Aimi immediately let out a sweet moan.
"Finally moaning? As expected, Aimi's moans are indeed adorably seductive." I stopped my movements with a lewd grin, and Aimi, already deeply entangled, immediately begged for mercy: "No!" I laughed and resumed my piston-like movements: "Then beg me, beg me to fuck you properly, and I'll make you feel good!" Now that the prey had taken the bait, I was going to play with her properly.
Just as Aimi hesitated whether to speak, I stopped again, and Aimi, unable to bear the torment of lust, finally said with tears in her eyes: "Please fuck me quickly!" I gently thrust in and out twice and laughed: "Call me brother!" Aimi twisted her body: "Brother, please fuck me quickly!"
I laughed wildly and thrust in twice more forcefully and said: "Good girl, what do you want brother to use to fuck you?"
The stimulation made Aimi only able to gasp for breath and say: "Great... great..." I laughed and rubbed Aimi's breasts: "Is it a dick?" Aimi could no longer speak and could only nod her head with difficulty.
"But where do I want to fuck you?" But I still wouldn't let go of the nearly collapsing Aimi. In pursuit of pleasure, Aimi couldn't care less about anything else and could only say, "My cunt! Good brother... please... quickly fuck... fuck Aimi's cunt with your cock!" Aimi finally uttered a line comparable to that of a porn star, and it was time for me to fuck her hard.
I went all out, thrusting in heavily and pulling out forcefully, generating an incomparably powerful pleasure between the in and out, making Aimi moan with my movements and clench her vaginal walls to meet my thrusts. The rapid thrusts hit Aimi's clitoris, making Aimi respond with continuous orgasms.
The long rape was coming to an end, and I held Aimi's waist tightly, ready to inject my satisfied semen into her uterus at any time. As expected, Aimi's loud, lewd moan brought us both to orgasm simultaneously during our intense intercourse. I pressed my tingling glans tightly against Aimi's cervix, letting my semen gush into her uterus. I simultaneously pressed Aimi firmly to the ground, turning her vagina upside down so that every drop of my semen would be deposited into her uterus.
However, Aimi's small uterus seemed insufficient to hold the amount I ejaculated; a considerable amount of semen continued to leak from our point of contact, proving that her vagina was already filled with my seed.

Having ejaculated twice on Aimi, my desire for her vanished completely with the release of my semen. I left the nearly lifeless Aimi lying on the ground and began to tidy my clothes. Next, I took a thorough photoshoot of Aimi's nude body and copied down her personal information. It turned out that Aimi was only fifteen years old, no wonder her vagina was so tight. However, the intercourse just now was too intense, causing Aimi's heart condition to relapse.
I lewdly took out the medicine from Aimi's bag and slowly walked towards her: "Are you looking for this?" The pained Aimi could only nod. I smiled and took out the ornament that should have belonged to Aimi from the bag, and said with a smile: "Then you have to obediently tell me who this is?"
Aimi looked at the photo of herself and her best friend "Kitamoto Maya" in front of her, and clearly understood the man's intentions. However, Aimi, who was on the verge of life and death, had no other choice but to tell the man everything about Maya, including that Maya was a girl who knew martial arts, and her only weakness.
"Has your right shoulder been injured?" I fed Aimi the medicine with satisfaction and let her fall into a deep sleep, coldly examining Maya's photo and lewdly saying, "Kitamoto Maya... you'll be next." Without looking back, I walked out of the bathroom, leaving the unconscious Aimi lying naked on the floor, setting off to find her best friend to share the same fate.
(Chapter 3)
"Why isn't Aimi here yet?" Maya anxiously looked at her watch. She had arranged to see a movie with Aimi, but Aimi's prolonged absence made Maya increasingly uneasy. "Has Aimi's illness flared up again?" The anxious Maya began to have wild thoughts, but just then, she heard a familiar ringtone.
'Have they finally all come?' Maya was already prepared to give Aimi a good scolding, but when she turned around, she still couldn't see Aimi. The feeling of unease grew stronger. 'The sound is coming from that direction.' Maya followed the sound relentlessly, 'It's him!' Finally, Maya confirmed that the ringing was coming from the man in front of her.
'Could it be that he found Aimi's amulet?' Just as Maya hesitated whether to approach the man and ask about Aimi's whereabouts, the train doors slammed shut, separating Maya from the man.
Maya also noticed that the man's gaze was slowly fixing on her, a gaze almost like that of a wild beast, as if he wanted to tear her clothes off with his eyes. Maya became increasingly worried about Aimi's safety. She quickly searched every corner of the platform, hoping to find Aimi's shadow, but after half an hour, Maya still hadn't found her. 'Could she be there?' A sudden thought struck Maya, and she was almost certain of Aimi's location, so she immediately ran back to the restroom. However,
there was a 'Cleaning in Progress' sign hanging in front of the restroom door, but that was half an hour ago. Maya slowly entered the restroom, hoping to find the missing Aimi with her last remaining strength. Sure enough, at the far end of the restroom, Aimi lay naked and limp on the floor, her clothes scattered everywhere. Her body was covered in various liquids: sweat, her own vaginal fluid, and a large amount of cloudy white fluid, likely semen. This indicated that Aimi had likely been sexually assaulted and abused during her disappearance.
Maya gently wiped away the now-cold fluids from Aimi's body with a tissue, then slowly dressed her. The sight of her best friend's abuse brought tears to Maya's eyes. "Aimi, don't worry, I'll take you to the hospital now," Maya said, clenching her fists tightly. She comforted Aimi while vowing to catch the pervert who had violated her with her own hands, to make that slut taste the flavor of her fists.
"Auntie, how is Aimi doing?" Maya asked Aimi's mother.
Aimi's mother sighed, "Aimi's physical injuries are mostly healed, but the doctor said the psychological trauma she suffered during the rape is too great, so it will take some time for her to recover. Aimi may also develop a phobia of sex in the future. Thankfully, Aimi didn't get pregnant, otherwise I wouldn't know how to comfort her."
Maya was heartbroken by her best friend's humiliation. She gritted her teeth and said, "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely catch that beast!"
Aimi's mother shook her head, "Maya, I know you know martial arts, but you are still a girl. It's best not to have any more contact with that beast. Let the police handle it!"
"Auntie, I'm not afraid," Maya said resolutely.
Aimi's mother sighed repeatedly, "Mai, I know you're not afraid, and I'm just worried about you. Do you know that ever since it happened, Aimi has been dreaming every night about being violated by that man? Her moans and cries come from every room she's in, and every night she's brought to orgasm by that man in her dreams. You can imagine how badly Aimi has been hurt. That man is not just a beast, he's a demon. He even rapes Aimi in his dreams until she becomes his slave forever." At this point, Aimi's mother couldn't help but burst into tears.
Maya didn't know what to say, so she simply asked, "Is Aimi still not quite lucid?"
Aimi's mother shook her head. "She hasn't improved at all. And lately, she keeps muttering things like 'good brother' and 'fuck me with your big cock...' and other such explicit things. The doctor said it's because she experienced excessive pleasure and shock when she was raped by the man, which completely conquered her mind and body, leading to this abnormal behavior. I'm really afraid that when Aimi is lucid, she'll leave home to find that man and rape her again, or even get pregnant by him. The doctor said the possibility is very high. So, Maya, I'm begging you, please don't provoke that man anymore. What if something happens to you? How will I explain it to your parents?" "
Then, Auntie, I'll come again tomorrow." Since she couldn't find a topic to talk about, Maya had no choice but to say goodbye.
Three days had passed since Aimi was humiliated. In these three days, Maya had searched the station hundreds of times, but she couldn't find a trace of the man, or even the slightest useful clue. However, Maya still wouldn't give up. "An easy fish to catch isn't a big fish," she thought to herself. She also had a premonition that she would soon encounter a man who would rape Aimi, and this premonition grew stronger and stronger.
In fact, Maya's feeling wasn't wrong. For the past few days, I had been closely watching her every move, looking for the right opportunity to strike. I even overheard Maya's conversation with Aimi's mother, because at that time I was already hiding in Aimi's boudoir, reliving the allure of Aimi's vagina. Not only Aimi, but I did the same to Haruka. It wasn't just about having sex once; I constantly forced them to maintain sexual relations with me.
To be honest, Maya is quite a catch. She's the complete opposite of Aimi. Aimi is the quiet, introverted type, while Maya is the lively, energetic type.
I followed Maya to the station, sizing up my soon-to-be prey along the way. Maya's short, neat hair reached her shoulders, tied in a cute little braid on the right side of her head. Her figure was also fuller than Aimi's, with a healthy complexion all over. I'd heard that martial arts practitioners have incredibly elastic muscles; I was going to really get a taste of that on Maya.
As the train arrived, chaos erupted on the platform. I took advantage of the confusion to slip behind Maya, gripping her right shoulder tightly and shoving the throbbing Maya into the carriage. 'Is he a pervert?' Maya noticed her target instantly, but the man gripped her right shoulder tightly, the sharp pain rendering her powerless. She could only let the man push her into an inconspicuous corner of the carriage.
The fish were finally in the net. I increased the pressure of my grip to ensure Maya had no strength to fight back for a while. Next, it was time to choose how to cook her. I lightly licked Maya's neck, causing her to writhe in embarrassment. Sure enough, her breasts were full of elasticity. My left hand quickly climbed up to Maya's breasts, then used all sorts of lewd methods to fondle them.
Maya's sensitivity was comparable to her love of beauty. I had only touched her breasts two or three times when Maya began to let out moans of passion, while her body twisted in the opposite direction, trying to escape my clutches. However, I certainly had a way to subdue Maya's body. Once I was certain Maya's body had lost its strength, my right hand immediately released Maya's shoulder and roughly pulled up her school skirt, thrusting my palm inside her panties, directly attacking the girl's private parts.
While lewdly caressing Maya's lips and sucking on her earlobe, my fingers pressed hard against her already wet clitoris, stimulating the source of all pleasure. Watching Maya writhe restlessly, I couldn't help but lewdly chuckle, "Did Aimi tell you she had a great time with me, so you came all this way to see me, hoping I'd deflower you, right?"
Maya shook her head with all her might, but her body couldn't escape the man's manipulation. Moreover, Maya's petite body seemed to slowly sink into the man's embrace, making it easier for him to play with her. Even more terrifying, Maya began to feel that her body not only did not resist the man's caresses, but also began to enjoy the man's seductive methods, making Maya realize that she was slowly following in Aimei's footsteps.
My fingers and palms could feel that Maya's vulva was already wet, and with a flick of my finger, I immediately tore open Maya's school uniform, and my hand went directly into Maya's bra, directly stimulating Maya's nipples. Maya was wearing a sports bra, but its ample elasticity made it even easier for my fingers and palms to move. I tightly grasped Maya's soft breasts, feeling the girl's breasts constantly changing shapes in my palms, while listening to Maya's breaths containing aphrodisiac ingredients, carefully exploring Maya's sensitive nipples.
When I gently pinched Maya's already hot nipple with two fingers, the sensitive Maya immediately let out a moan, but I was not satisfied with this, instead pulling Maya's nipples in different directions, continuing to attack Maya's sensitive spots. The intense stimulation caused Maya's honeypot to gush forth with fluids. Using the lubrication of Maya's nectar, I could more easily move my fingers deep inside the girl's private parts, constantly stimulating her sensitive areas until her panties were almost completely soaked with her own juices.
Because it wasn't rush hour, the carriage was surprisingly empty, and Maya and I were the only passengers. With ten minutes to go before the train arrived, I immediately pressed Maya onto the seat next to me, trying some more stimulating positions. I cut open Maya's bra, completely exposing her breasts to the air, and pressed her tightly against the seat from behind. Then I pulled down Maya's already soaked and transparent panties, revealing her honey-covered private parts.
I immediately kissed Maya's lips, forcefully sucking on them, my tongue lightly sliding into her honeypot, teasing the girl's sensitive vaginal walls. Maya moaned incessantly, her sweet nectar flowing into my mouth. With just my tongue alone, I had nearly brought her to orgasm. If I were to use even more powerful standing and sleeping techniques, she might immediately pass out from orgasm!
But that didn't mean I would let her go. While sucking the sweet nectar from Maya's vulva, I pulled out something from my bag—a low-powered stun gun. I gently pressed the tip against Maya's clitoris and turned it on, directly stimulating her erogenous zone.
In the throes of extreme pleasure, a large gush of fluid erupted from Maya's vulva, spraying my face with her sweet love juice. Mixed with stimulation and pain, Maya moaned and cried out, completely disoriented. I could probably have taken her right there in the train car, but since the train was about to arrive at its destination, I had to abandon the tempting idea of deflowering Maya in the car.
Sure enough, the train began to slow down gradually, finally coming to a stop. Maya, with a burst of strength she didn't know she possessed, shoved me aside, pulled her tattered clothes together, and dashed off the train like an arrow. However, because the tingling sensation from the electric shock still lingered in Maya's clitoris, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape my clutches. Moreover, her secretions continued to flow uncontrollably, leaving watermarks on the platform floor indicating her escape route.
"The plumbing room," the watermarks stretched all the way to this spot, indicating my lovely prey was hiding inside. I opened the heavy iron door and entered the soundproof plumbing room. I never imagined there would be such a perfect place for my pleasure inside the platform. I quietly took out my camera and approached Maya, who was hiding in the corner. Maya was lying on the ground in pain, rubbing her numbed clitoris, in a posture that resembled masturbation. I immediately started snapping photos rapidly with my camera. Maya, startled by the flash, turned around to try and grab my camera, but I easily hooked her, causing her to lose her balance and tumble to the ground.
I gripped Maya's right shoulder tightly and then used the handcuffs I had prepared to lock her to the water pipe, leering, "So eager to pounce on me and have me rape you? Then let's begin!" I started tearing at Maya's already tattered school uniform. Although Maya still struggled, the handcuffs restricted her movements, and there was a difference in our strength, so in a short time, I had stripped Maya completely naked.
I gently kissed and sucked on Maya's breasts, slowly biting and nibbling at her nipples, while my hands simultaneously moved down to Maya's labia, kneading the girl's private parts. Maya tried desperately to stop my advances with her still-free hand, but it was all in vain. Every time I touched her sensitive spots, she began to moan uncontrollably. When I bit down hard on her sensitive nipples, the stimulation was so intense that she groaned with her mouth wide open.
I released Maya's nipples and kissed her lips instead, sucking on her small, fragrant tongue. My rough tongue pried open Maya's teeth and forced its way into her mouth, while simultaneously filling it with my saliva. I slowly sucked the sweet saliva from Maya's lips, while my hand tightly gripped her small hand, using her soft, boneless fingers to manipulate my penis.
"Little bitch, now use your mouth to serve me properly." Before Maya could react, my thick, long penis was already shoved into her cherry lips, the glans hitting the depths of her throat with each thrust, causing Maya to have difficulty breathing. Maya tried desperately to turn her neck, but I had already grabbed her hair and was forcibly performing deep-throating techniques inside her lips.
"Very good oral skills, I'll give you a reward soon." I pushed my penis in to its limit, and my milky white semen immediately gushed into Maya's mouth. At the same time, I pressed the head of my penis hard against Maya's esophagus, causing all the semen I ejaculated to be injected directly into the depths of Maya's esophagus and then into Maya's stomach. Even so, a lot of white fluid still spilled from the corners of Maya's lips, showing how much Maya had swallowed.
"Does your brother's semen taste good? Now it's your turn to feed your little mouth." I yanked Maya, who was still squatting on the ground, up and quickly changed her handcuffs to lock them to the horizontal water pipe on the wall, leaving Maya's petite body suspended in mid-air. Maya
knew she was about to lose her virginity and kicked her legs desperately, hoping to use her last bit of strength to defend her most precious chastity. However, such defensive measures were of course no effect on a skilled rapist like me. In an instant, I grabbed Maya's kicking legs and slowly pulled them apart, revealing the girl's untouched secret pot. I immediately pressed my face against Maya's honeyed lips, sucking on Maya's lips while inserting my tongue into Maya's vaginal walls, ravaging the sensitive inner vaginal walls.
I heard Maya begin to groan, it seemed it was time to mount her. I immediately lowered Maya's right leg, holding only her left thigh tightly, positioning her in a one-legged, top-down position. At the same time, I slowly straightened up and accurately inserted my already hard penis into Maya's virgin vagina. A
tearing pain shot through her vagina, causing Maya to cry out involuntarily. At the same time, she felt a hot, thick penis being repeatedly inserted into her lower body, forcing open her tight vagina and unlocking her virginity. As the man's hot glans touched her cervix, Maya understood that her body was now completely in the man's control.
Watching the virgin blood slowly dripping down the penis, and feeling the wonderful sensation of piercing the soft membranes inside Maya's vagina, I realized that Maya's chastity had been completely corrupted beneath me. I slowly began my piston-like movements, savoring the tightness and narrowness of Maya's vagina. To be honest, in terms of tightness alone, Maya's vagina couldn't compare to Aimi's, but Maya, being a martial artist, possessed incredibly elastic muscles even in her vaginal walls, giving me a unique kind of pleasure. Especially when I rubbed my large glans against every crease of flesh inside Maya's vagina, the close, squeezing sensation felt as if Maya's vagina was custom-made for my penis.
What was even more wonderful was that Maya had slowly begun to feel my thrusts, not only ceasing her resistance but also gradually enjoying my movements, clearly experiencing the pleasure of sex. I also enjoyed the sense of accomplishment of turning an innocent girl into my personal whore, while fiercely thrusting into Maya's tender hole, pushing her to orgasm after orgasm.
I sensed that Maya had lost the ability to resist, so I untied her handcuffs, pressed her to the ground, and then tied her hands behind her back, while simultaneously pressing down on Maya's lower body, keeping my penis able to move freely. Maya experienced an even greater peak of pleasure from this small change in position. As the man's glans heavily pounded against her uterus, Maya felt not only her restraint, but even her soul was being shattered by the man.
Hearing her own moans, Maya never imagined she would utter such seductive cries. All she felt was that her thirsty body craved the man's thrusts, craving him to fill her uterus completely with his fluids.
As the man's penis swelled during his vigorous thrusting, and the temperature inside her vagina continued to rise, Maya finally knew that the man was about to ejaculate. Craving semen, she could only instinctively thrust her lower abdomen back, opening her cervix, waiting for the man's semen to be injected, even if it meant becoming pregnant.
I held Maya tightly, pressing the head of my penis against the girl's cervix. The white, turbid flow could no longer be suppressed, and I ejaculated wildly into Maya's uterus. The girl's uterus, experiencing a man's semen for the first time, was simultaneously scalded by the hot, white sap, entering a state of ecstatic ecstasy.
Countless drops of semen overflowed from the point where Maya and I were joined, showing that Maya's body was completely filled. However, Maya's tight vagina still gripped my penis tightly, sucking and refusing to let go of any remaining semen.
I roughly pushed Maya away and began to put my clothes back on. Then I took out my camera and photographed Maya's naked, ravaged body. Maya felt her most shameful state being captured by the man, but she had no strength left to stop him. She could only let out a sullen expression and a shrill cry—unfortunately, these were precisely what I loved most.
Satisfied, I coldly surveyed my naked prey on the ground. She had been playing the hunter, but ultimately failed and became my dumping ground, a place solely for venting my desires. I slowly revealed the key to Maya, leering, "Little bitch, do you want it?" Maya's weak nod only fueled my smug laughter: "Then tell me obediently, who's the most beautiful girl in your school!"

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