The Story of a Chinese Student Being Raped by an African American While Working as a Model (Parts 1-9 Complete) Original Author: Storysman Translator: Lucky973

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Modeling: A Chinese Student's Story of Being Seduced and Raped by an African American
Original Author: Storysman 　Translator:
Lucky973
Word Count: 38,000
Published: 2013/09/21 on sexinsex 　**************** ... 　　Sometimes, it's a combination of both… 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　—Self-made 'Celebrity Quotes'　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter 1: The Bet 　　I always thought my college life was wonderful. As a smart student, I got excellent grades effortlessly. As a handsome boy, I had countless opportunities to attend parties and indulge in the joys of youth. And, I had a girlfriend. A very beautiful girl who loved to be pinned down on the dorm bed and fucked hard. 　　After we were done, I would imagine how her parents worried about their precious daughter, wondering if she was doing well at school. Usually, I couldn't help but laugh at the thought. If the two elders could see their darling, her pussy filled with my big cock, looking so happy, I wonder if they would think she was doing well or not? 　　Although I occasionally changed my tastes, I was quite content with only one friend. I was also very happy to have made a group of good friends during my three years of college. But how could I have known that someone's appearance would mess everything up? 　　Her name was Hu Li. If you're interested, I can tell you that the pronunciation of her name, like her, is very close to a kind of syrup you spread on a soft biscuit. Also, she's Chinese, and probably the most alluringly beautiful girl I've ever seen. 　　I first saw her in a winter class. One of my best friends in college, David, was also there. When she walked into the classroom, David and I were both instantly captivated, then exchanged knowing smiles, completely smitten. 　　I already had a girlfriend. So, I had to bury all the burning desire that arose within me deep inside. But David was different; he didn't have a steady bed partner. The blatant lust in his eyes far exceeded the admiration or affection that most men show when they see a beautiful woman. Perhaps I wasn't as passionate as David, or at least not at that time. I swear, David definitely fell in love with Hu Li at first sight. 　　Anyway, when it came time to assign research topics, we both managed to squeeze into Hu Li's research group. Sitting next to her only made me feel even more that the young, foreign girl Hu Li was incredibly charming. 　　Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back and shoulders like inky water. Her flawless white teeth revealed a joyful and innocent smile. Hu Li was dressed quite conservatively. However, her body was completely unrestrained. It seemed about to burst forth, revealing itself, flaunting its fullness and firmness, its curves, its exquisite and alluring beauty. 　　Hu Li's waist was as thin as a pencil. I dare say that if I held it with both hands, my fingertips could touch. I suspected she possessed some secret method to transfer her extra weight to her breasts. Beneath her blouse and jacket, her two hemispherical breasts were so full, so alluring. 　　Since it was the dead of winter, the rest of Hu Li's body was left for the men present to imagine. The cold classroom was hardly suitable for small, revealing outer garments or form-fitting miniskirts. But the more we learned about Hu Li, the less we believed she would wear such things. 　　Hu Li had only recently come from China. She enrolled a year later than us. According to her, if she were in a Chinese university, she would be considered our "junior." However, she was exceptionally intelligent and hardworking, and the curriculum in Chinese high school was far more extensive and in-depth than that of grades 9-12 in the US. Therefore, although she was a sophomore, she 　took mostly junior courses. This is 　why we had so many opportunities to get to know each other and meet. 　　Her parents hoped their child would have a bright future. So, even if it meant cutting back on their own expenses, they sent their daughter to study in the US. Hu Li lived up to their expectations and easily received her acceptance letter. Before she left, her parents repeatedly reminded her to focus on her studies in the US and not to "mess around" like American college students. 　　They knew their daughter was old enough to be susceptible to falling in love. They could only repeatedly warn Hu Li not to forget Chinese traditions. If she met a boy she liked, she could date him, but she couldn't "mess around." And she absolutely couldn't let him "bully" her. First, she had to find out about the man's family background and send his photo to her parents. She had to wait until after graduation, bringing the boy back to China to meet her parents, before discussing marriage… 　　Therefore, Hu Li became a very special "oddity" among her classmates. She was beautiful and radiant, yet never flaunted her charms. She spoke softly and was kind, yet never struck up a conversation with strangers. She was petite, gentle, and polite, yet never accepted advances from boys. She was kind to every classmate, yet maintained a proper distance from them all. 　　Everyone knew she was a very conservative girl. Even the slightest hint of sexuality in conversation would immediately bring a pitiful blush to her face. The boys all knew that if anyone dared to ask her if she was a virgin, she would faint. Of course, we all knew it was unnecessary to ask her virginity, and we planned to maintain this until the very end. 　　Ah, the wedding hall! I laughed at poor David; he must have already discovered that the chain of the church wedding bell's hammer was attached to Hu Li's magnificent breasts! I couldn't help but laugh, because I noticed that David was always the first to arrive at our group activities to meet with Julia; and after the activities, he always stayed until everyone else had left. I wondered what they talked about during those private moments. But I had to try my best to control my jealousy and not act suspiciously when they were together. 　　After all, I already had a girlfriend. And I could confidently say she was a very, very beautiful girl. 　　Have you ever seen that genuine joy written on someone's face? Have you ever heard that profound, uplifting cry from a friend's lips? 　　David invited Julia out for a formal date. She readily agreed. I must confess, I was fucking a little jealous. 　　I found myself attending fewer and fewer group meetings. It wasn't because I didn't want to work on the project; it was because I had a hard time controlling my penis during meetings. I could rationally suppress my inner desires, but I couldn't stop my body's physiological reactions. The length, hardness, and duration of my erection all increased with each group meeting I attended. 　　I thought my contact avoidance measures were very clever, and that I had done a good job. But then, I saw Hu Li wearing only a short-sleeved shirt.

The library was much warmer than the classroom. One evening, we decided to hold our research group meeting there. The luxurious indoor temperature allowed Hu Li to take off the jacket she always wore. Underneath it was a snow-white, tight-fitting blouse I had never seen before, almost revealing the entire curves of her body.
It was clear that Hu Li had bought it when it fit perfectly. Slowly, it shrank and became too small, but Hu Li still wore it. Its short sleeves barely covered the girl's shoulders. Each button left red marks on Hu Li's delicate, fair skin. However, the real killer, what drove me completely mad, was the barely visible bra underneath. To be honest, Hu Li had tried her best to cover it with the blouse, but in fact, the lace bra was still faintly visible.
I could see Hu Li's bra! Directly through that tight white blouse! I could discern the differences in the light reflection from the soft satin of different parts of the bra under the blouse. And the pattern of the lace trim on the bra straps. At the apex of the bra, which was sewn to her nipples,
I could still make out the faint pattern woven into the soft satin. It was a delicate design made of rose petals. I thought this pattern contained both the meaning of chastity and pure sexual intercourse.
I had to excuse myself, so I made an excuse to go to the toilet. I rushed into an empty stall, desperately suppressing the urge to masturbate. I couldn't believe my eyes. What was going on? Damn it, I already had a girlfriend! And a very, very beautiful one at that. What more did she want?
But this girl was simply incredible! She spoke with a slightly charming accent. When she laughed, she always covered her face with her hands shyly. But she could react instantly, offering up a joke she made up herself.
She kept tugging at her blouse, magically stretching it to prevent the hem from slipping out of her waistband.
And she was a virgin. A well-mannered, dignified, traditional girl. Her tender red lips had probably never been kissed by any man before. She was the purest flower on campus, the most elegant, freshest, most innocent, and most charming beauty I had ever seen.
So, as I said before, I tried to avoid contact with her from then on. For most beautiful women, the longer you spend with them, the stronger your desire to sleep with them becomes. It's like a power meter with its pointer constantly rising. I hoped that once I left their company, the pointer would fall back down until it reached zero. Unfortunately,
this didn't apply to Hu Li; the power meter only rose. After I stopped seeing her, the pointer continued to rise. Luckily, it rose much more slowly. I'm also a bit of a pervert; even seeing other Chinese women makes my penis hard. Although none of them were even half as beautiful as Hu Li, they all made me think of her constantly.
The New Year arrived, and the first semester of third grade ended. David and Hu Li had been friends for quite some time. I have to sadly say that they finally became boyfriend and girlfriend. The sadness, of course, is for myself. I was genuinely happy for David's good fortune.
I did have a very beautiful girlfriend; and I was happy to accept the fact that my best friend had found an unparalleled girlfriend who made every man's heart flutter.
I managed to stay away from Julia for two weeks. During those long 14 days, I couldn't see Julia, but she never disappeared from my mind. It was the two weeks of Christmas and New Year's break before the start of the new semester. As soon as the break was over, I saw Julia again. We were in the same class in another subject. But this time, David wasn't there; he wasn't interested in this liberal arts course.
Julia strode into the classroom wearing a simple, fitted yellow blouse. A row of white buttons down the center fastened from the top down. What caught my eye was what she was wearing on her lower body… I had never seen her wear anything like that before… it was shorts. Actually, the shorts were also very simple. Just a white, casually cut pair with a few pockets and a belt.
It was her two pink legs peeking out from under the shorts that caught my eye. The sight was so captivating that I couldn't resist, my heart pounding.
Hu Li's smooth, tanned skin framed her long, slender legs. From her heels to her calves, from her calves to her thighs, and from her thighs to her hips, the proportions were impeccable. Looking at Hu Li's flawless legs, the delicate skin shimmering under the fluorescent lights—they were so perfect, so flawless, that I almost mistook them for nylon stockings. Yet, they were absolutely natural and naked, beautifully exposed before my eyes.
"Anyone with a penis should take a good look at that chick!" a vulgar voice said.
Frank's depravity shocked me. If we could truly call each other friends, this guy was one of my "friends." We'd known each other for almost as long as I'd been close to David. We were the same age and went to school together. So, I could say I knew him. I'd categorize him more as a jerk, an idiot, than a close friend like David. This man sometimes behaves with such arrogance and rudeness that it's simply unbearable; yet, the next moment he's obsequious or deliberately amiable, making it difficult to criticize him too much.
*** *** *** ***
Speaking of which, I must elaborate a bit more on this rogue, Frank.
It's often said that good people suffer many misfortunes, while bad people are often blessed by heaven. This is an unchanging truth. The saying "life is not fair" perfectly captures this.
As cruel fate has repeatedly proven, people like Frank seem to always be favored by the god of luck. He wasn't particularly striking in appearance, possessing the typical short, curly hair, flat nose, and thick lips of an African American. However, as a scholarship athlete, his physique was truly exceptional. Nearly two meters tall, his entire body was muscular without an ounce of fat. Except for the short, silky hair in his pubic area, his skin was jet black and glossy.
With such a well-built physique, his movements were naturally swift and agile. As long as he doesn't swear, standing next to him and admiring his graceful movements is indeed a pleasure.
Especially his penis, which is unmatched by any white guy. I'm not a voyeur, and I'm not interested in other people's private parts. Even when I encounter naked classmates coming out of the shower in the gym locker room, I try not to look at them. For three years, I didn't even know what my best friend David's genitals looked like, nor did I want to know.
But Frank is different. You might call him an exhibitionist. He tries every opportunity to show himself off. Not just his well-built muscles, but more importantly, his naturally large genitals. Whether it's the limp, one-eyed snake hanging between his legs or the erect, menacing giant, he's afraid no one will miss it.
Especially at the lewd parties that often take place in fraternity dorms on campus, Frank is always the first to strip naked and lead the way, pinning down white girls on the living room carpet and publicly displaying his lewdness. The organizers of the fraternity parties naturally understand the importance of the first person to dare to break the ice, so every party must invite Frank as a guest.
At the party, whether they were well-prepared couples or lone wolves seeking opportunities, whether they were regulars at lewd parties or blushing newlyweds, their attention was naturally drawn to the gleaming, jet-black penis thrusting repeatedly into the pink vagina beneath Frank's muscular, dark, and imposing body.
This stark contrast of black and white, this unbelievable size difference, inevitably brought an indescribable spiritual shock to everyone at the party. Once the wildfire was ignited, natural instincts would inevitably sweep over and engulf every man and woman present. Whether you were a lewd scoundrel or a virgin, no one was exempt.
Every boy on campus knew of Frank's misdeeds, and the girls naturally whispered among themselves. Frank fully exploited this reputation. Therefore, he was never short of female companions.
Besides his extraordinary talent, Frank also had a wealthy and doting father. His family lived locally, and his father owned a photography studio in the city. After the studio closed in the evenings, it became Frank's domain. He used its resources to achieve his own goals.
I once had the opportunity to see many of the prettiest girls on campus happily jump into Frank's convertible, saying they were going to the photo studio to take "elegant" photos. I wonder how many of these women actually showed Frank more than just their glamorous smiles? I wonder how many of these women did things with Frank that went beyond taking photos?
*** *** *** ***
I turned around to face Frank, who had just made the outrageous statement, saying, "Every guy with a penis should take a good look at that chick." For a moment, I didn't even realize that the "chick" he was referring to was Hu Li. When I saw his lecherous eyes fixed on Hu Li, I glared at him angrily.
"Watch your mouth, that's my friend's girlfriend!" "
Dude, don't you see how fucking sexy that chick is?"
"Yeah, but she's not your average girl," I retorted to Frank. I couldn't repeat his vulgarity. "Fuckingly sexy" had nothing to do with Hu Li's extraordinary charm.
But then Hu Li parted from her friends and walked towards me. She cheerfully greeted me with a "hello" and sat down in the seat in front of me. This meant this class would be a double torture for me, both physically and mentally…
Hu Li casually turned to the side, and I could easily see the thin straps of her yellow bra. They clearly led to the bra itself, supporting her beautiful breasts. Hu Li's shoulders were narrow, making her appear delicate. Her long black hair cascaded alluringly over her shoulders. Each time she lightly brushed them with her hand, they would float gracefully from her shoulders to her back, like a stream of black water flowing from her head down her spine.
I vaguely felt my hands were already on Hu Li's shoulders, gently and tenderly caressing her. My hands slowly moved down, to her breasts. The dreamlike images and sensations were so clear in my mind that my thoughts joyfully commanded my fingertips to sneak inside her short top, and then touch the smooth cups of Hu Li's bra. Her nipples were at the top of the cups, and I could feel the heat radiating from the girl's breasts.
At this moment, my hearing also suddenly awoke, and I heard Hu Li's barely audible breath in my eardrums. It was a sigh that the girl quietly released from between her lips due to sexual pleasure...
It was all so real, so beautiful, so indescribable. Until—
"Do you have any extra pencils you can lend me?" Hu Li turned her face with a refreshing smile and asked me what I needed.
I hadn't fully woken up from my daydream. What she said didn't matter. "Lend me a pencil, take my wallet, or even ask me to kill someone."
I shifted my position and handed the pencil to Huli. I had to thank the desk; it blocked Huli's view and prevented her from noticing the huge bulge in my crotch.
Frank seemed to be watching Huli the whole time. He, who had never studied seriously and often skipped classes, was now attending every single one. Every day in class, I caught him sneaking glances at Huli. When he noticed me watching him, the kid would shamelessly turn and wink at me, as if I was thinking the same thing as him: fuck her.
But for someone like Frank, a lewd grin wasn't enough. He was the kind of person who never hesitated to proclaim any disgusting thoughts in the most vulgar language.
"Hey, man, seriously, I fucking want to fuck her," Frank came up to me and bluntly said one day during break. "Just think about how comfortable it feels to have that tiny, rice-grain-sized hole, that Chinese cunt so much tighter than any girlfriend you're used to fucking, gripping your cock..."
"Come on, Frank," I retorted before he could finish. "Please don't use such vulgar language to insult my friend's girlfriend."
It sounded like I was using the most noble language to defend a lady's honor. Deep down, however, I really wanted to finish Frank's unfinished image! But what I actually said was:
"If anyone will eventually sleep with Julie, it'll be David."
"What?" The cunning Frank immediately seized on the unspoken crucial information. Excited and oblivious to whether the surrounding classmates could hear, he shouted, "You mean David hasn't fucked her yet?"
Ugh, why can't I control my mouth?
"Dude, that's brilliant," Frank said, even more excited and beaming, regardless of whether I regretted it. "So that means this chick's still in town! Or you could say she's hoping to find someone with a bigger, better dick than David!"
"It's not what you think," I quickly explained. "Holly is a very traditional girl. She'll remain chaste for her husband until their wedding night."
"Hey, that's just bullshit!" Frank was still excited. "If she meets a guy who knows how to have fun, she'll fuck like a slut!"
This guy was incredibly arrogant, always thinking he knew women best. Seeing me unconsciously shaking my head, he could tell I didn't believe him.
"Don't believe me?" he said eagerly. "Well, let's make a bet."
"Don't joke around. Go to class."
"I'll bet you $100 right now," Frank persisted. "I said we have a way to make that chick happily fuck us."
"Frank, don't talk nonsense."
"Damn, I'm serious! $100! You got it?"
"No way," I said, getting into it too, it was a real game of who was afraid of who. "Even if you could, how would you prove it?"
"I'd record it," the cunning Frank had anticipated this before even trying to provoke me.
I knew I'd fallen into Frank's trap. I wanted to believe that my willingness to gamble stemmed from my trust in Hu Li. Her self-restraint regarding her chastity allowed me to accept Frank's challenge. I didn't admit to having any unspeakable desires. That intense fantasy of seeing naked Hu Li rubbing against a man's crotch and ultimately accepting his penis. No, I didn't admit that desire was what led me astray.
But I accepted Frank's bet. I knew in my heart that if anything happened, I would bear a heavy responsibility.
Frank wanted me to promise not to interfere with his actions in the slightest. I also had to agree to do whatever he asked of me, and not let Julia know a thing or anything about the bet or Frank's intentions. I retorted to the bastard, what reason did he have to think I would do that? I wanted to see him fail. Frank grinned and insisted on his conditions, saying that if I ended up losing $100, he would make me feel like I'd lost fair and square.
I had to admit, he had a point. This guy had already noticed the unusual look in my eyes when I looked at Julia. He could tell that the girl's beauty had captivated me, even defined my sexual desire. Yes, I valued Julia very much, and if I lost, it wouldn't just be $100.
I didn't know what Frank was really up to, but in the end, I agreed to all his conditions. (To be continued)
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