Angel of Destruction

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

One summer night, in a small suburban building, the lights were dim, as the area consisted mostly of rental properties and no one seemed to care. In the darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes could be vaguely seen. The sound of footsteps approaching the stairs—high heels. A cold smile appeared on the man's face in the darkness; his prey was almost there. Xue, having just returned from a long day at karaoke and a few drinks, was feeling a bit tipsy. She went upstairs in her white high heels, opened the security door, and as soon as she opened her bedroom door, a man silently approached her in the darkness. Xue sensed something was wrong behind her and turned around, only to have a pair of strong hands tightly cover her mouth. She smelled a sweet scent, and instantly, before she could even struggle, she fell into a deep sleep. The door closed quietly; the prey was his. "

I waited in the dark for three hours, and finally, I got my prey." After observing for a few days, I determined my target was a girl living alone, quite fashionably dressed, probably a working professional from out of town who liked to wear white high heels and usually returned to her rented apartment between 9 and 10 pm. Although she was three hours late today, it would be safer to make my move. I turned on the room light, glanced around, and saw it was a one-bedroom apartment with a separate bathroom. I tossed the poor girl onto the bed; she wouldn't wake up for a long time after being drugged. I drew the curtains; now this enclosed little room belonged to me. I washed my hands in the bathroom; I didn't want to be knocked out by any lingering drug.

I saw several pairs of women's underwear hanging in the bathroom; I pulled them down, dried my hands, and sniffed them—no smell. Back in the room, I sat on the edge of the bed and opened the girl's purse. Inside was a women's cell phone, some women's belongings, and a wallet. The wallet even contained several hundred yuan and several cards. Looking at the signature on the cards, I realized the girl's name was Xue. Xue lay quietly on the bed, her long hair slightly disheveled, her face oval, her eyes closed, her lips thin and delicate. She wore a standard black business suit, paired with a knee-length skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and white high heels—a true working woman. I reached out and tidied Xue's hair, then lowered my head and kissed her on the lips. There was a hint of alcohol and perfume in her breath. Through her clothes, I grasped her breasts and slowly began to knead them; they were quite large.

After a while, one hand moved down, unbuttoning her skirt and slipping between her legs. It felt hairy, and her vulva was slightly wet. "Hehe, you slut." I couldn't resist any longer and quickly stripped her naked. Xue lay there naked on the bed, her skin snow-white and smooth to the touch. Her two breasts were incredibly alluring, very white, with pink, delicate nipples. Her long, snow-white thighs were spread wide, revealing her pubic area, indeed covered in hairy pubic hair. I grabbed one leg with each hand, spreading her thighs wide to admire her genitals up close. I parted her labia, revealing her most private area. I licked it with my tongue—a little pungent. Time to enjoy my prey. I quickly stripped off my clothes, grabbed her panties, and rubbed them against my penis. I leaned over her, positioning my penis against her opening. She seemed unaware of what was happening, breathing evenly. I thrust my penis in, inserting it about halfway—it was a little tight. With a deep breath, I thrust all the way in, her vagina gripping my shaft tightly. I began to slowly pump in and out.

In the dead of night, in a small room, a man was raping a girl. I was raping Xue, having spent several days finally getting her. My lower body moved in and out, my penis sliding in and out of her fair body, my hands kneading her breasts, squeezing them together and then separating them. Gradually, Xue's breathing became rapid, her nipples swelled, and she became quite wet, her vagina tight and slippery. I thrust in dozens more times with all my might, each time hitting her G-spot, letting out a muffled cry, a wave of tingling sensation, and a stream of semen shot into her honey pot. I didn't pull out immediately, leaving my penis inside her, lying on top of her like this.

I whispered in her ear, "Xue, you're so beautiful, I'm fucking you so good." After resting for a while, I slowly pulled my penis out, and her honey pot opened slightly, white semen slowly overflowing. I grabbed her panties, wiped them on my penis, and stuffed them into her mouth, stuffing her mouth shut. I found a belt and tied her hands behind her back. I found a packing rope in the room and tied her feet as well. I laid her face up and sat down under her breasts. The tied position made her breasts stand out more, squeezing her breasts together, and I inserted my penis between her breasts, slowly thrusting in and out, the glans peeking out from the other end of her breast. Perhaps because he was sitting on her chest, making it difficult to breathe, or perhaps because the effects of the drug were wearing off, she slowly woke up.

Xue felt short of breath and her head was spinning. Opening her eyes, she saw a strange man sitting on her chest, playing with her breasts. She wanted to scream, but found her mouth was gagged. She tried to push him away, but found her hands and feet were tied. She remembered that she had just returned to her rented room and been drugged at the door. Her eyes widened, and her body twisted wildly. The penis was inserted into her anus. The penis was inserted into her anus. He smiled and said, "You're awake. I've been waiting for a long time." Xue made muffled sounds. I laughed again and said, "Your body is so beautiful, and it's so tight down there, haha!" She paused, then twisted even more wildly. I put my penis on her face, and she desperately turned her head away. "Haha, is this position uncomfortable? I'll help you change positions." I turned her over so she was face down, knelt on the bed, grabbed her bound hands, and lifted her up forcefully.

A sharp pain shot through Xue's arm, and she bent over, crawling on her knees like a female dog. "Haha, you're just like a bitch. Here it comes, I'm going to put it in." Xue shook her head frantically, making muffled sounds. She couldn't see what was happening behind her. She only felt something pressing against the entrance of her vagina; she knew it was a man's penis. I rubbed my penis against her labia a few times, aimed at the opening, and thrust it in all the way. Xue's body tensed instantly as something hot entered her. Tears streamed down her face; she knew she was being raped. She twisted her waist frantically, squeezing tightly as the penis withdrew slightly, trying to force it out. "Haha, so tight, it feels so good."

After a while, the penis finally withdrew. A brief silence followed, then she heard the man behind her say, "Let's try somewhere else." She felt the man's penis pressing against her anus; he was going to penetrate there. Xue's previous boyfriends had all wanted to try that area, but she always gave them a good scolding. After all, typical Eastern women are still quite conservative when it comes to sex. I pressed my penis against her anus, but her anus was tightly clenched. "XXX, it's so tight!" I couldn't get it in no matter what I did. I used my index finger to vigorously rotate it around her anus, and it only went in a little bit.

I got angry and slapped her buttocks. Her anus tightened and loosened, and my index finger went in. I stirred my index finger around inside her anus. After stirring for a while, I pulled my index finger out, and there were some yellow spots on it. I held it up in front of her, "Haha, see? This is your poop." After humiliating her enough, I put my hands on her waist, took a breath, and thrust my penis into her anus. It went in a little bit, and her rectum squeezed the glans tightly. I took another breath, thrust my hips forward, and pushed my penis in a little more. I saw that her anus had torn open, and blood was flowing out. I slapped her buttocks hard, "smack!" and my entire penis slid in deeply. Xue felt like her body was about to split apart; her buttocks were in excruciating pain, and her anus felt like it was on fire. She stopped resisting, her tense body relaxed, but tears kept streaming down her face. She was now trying her best to relax her buttocks, hoping this nightmare would end quickly.

After a while, the feeling of my penis being wrapped around her rectum was wonderful, much tighter than her vagina. I slowly thrust in and out, the rectum scraping against my penis, which still hurt slightly. One thrust after another, each one was a full-force thrust. After about ten minutes, I felt like I was about to ejaculate. I turned her over, my penis facing her face, my thighs tensed, and with a release of my semen, a gush of hot semen splattered onto her face. The room was unusually quiet, with only the sound of my breathing. I half-squatted, my penis facing Xue's face. A trail of semen clung to her fair face. Her eyes were vacant as she stared at me, at my penis, right in front of her. She could even smell the pungent odor of it and feel the warmth of my shaft.

I let out a long breath, slowly sat down, leaned against the bed, and looked at the beautiful woman opposite me, at her snow-white body. My penis slowly softened, and I suddenly felt a sense of emptiness and a little restlessness. I went to the bathroom naked, found a towel, and dampened it slightly. I sat down next to her and quietly used the towel to wipe the semen off her face, then smoothed her hair. Her face was still stiff, her mouth was still stuffed with her own underwear, and her eyes stared at me blankly, like a body without a soul.

I picked her up by the waist, and the two of us, naked, went into the bathroom and turned on the water heater.

Late at night, in the bathroom of the rented room, a completely naked man and a completely naked girl were inside. I turned the water to warm; the bathroom was a little damp. Xue quietly leaned against me, her hands and feet still bound. I slowly bathed her, the water wetting her long hair, flowing over her breasts, sliding down her legs, and onto the floor. I gently wiped her body with a towel. Her body was truly beautiful; the slight mist made her appear even more delicate, yet she remained listless. When the towel reached between her legs, she quietly parted them, swaying like a doll as I moved her body. Looking at her snow-white skin, I felt no lust whatsoever. I washed myself as well, and she watched me shower.

Silently, we finished. I lifted her up and placed her back on the bed, letting her lean against the headboard, covering her with a small blanket. I sat naked at the foot of the bed, looking at her, looking into her eyes. Xue sat at the head of the bed, looking at me, only covered by a small blanket, a section of her snow-white thigh still exposed. Silence. Only our breathing could be heard. Slowly, tears welled in her eyes, and her whole body began to tremble. The tears flowed more and more, and her face gradually regained its expression. I moved closer to her, trying to wipe her tears, but she turned her head away.

I held her chin with one hand and wiped away her tears with the other. "Sigh!" I sighed. Inexplicably, I untied her hands and feet, and pulled the underwear out of her mouth. She didn't scream, didn't fight back. She clutched the small blanket covering her tightly, curled up in the corner of the bed. We sat there strangely on the bed, a rapist and a victim. I don't know how much time passed, but I still couldn't sleep, and neither could she. She was still looking at me, but she had stopped crying.

I looked at her and asked, "Are you cold?" After a long pause, she slowly nodded. I slowly moved closer to her, pulling her into my arms. I gently held her waist; it was slender and soft. I let her lean against my chest, and at that moment, she felt like a wounded kitten. At first, her body was stiff, but after a long while, she turned and slowly hugged me back. Resting her head on my chest, I heard her ask in a hoarse voice, "What's your name?" I looked at her for a long time before saying, "I feel like neither of us is quite normal." She actually smiled, just a faint smile on her lips, like the first ray of sunshine after a storm. She fell asleep in my arms, in the arms of a stranger.

The city outside also slept; it was a cruel city.

In the morning, she woke up, looking up at me still holding her. We had spent the night naked together, and I hadn't slept a wink. "Good morning," I whispered. She slowly stood up, walked to the window, and pulled back the curtains a little. I looked at her back, her perfect figure, her long hair casually flowing. If angel is the best adjective to describe a woman, then she was an angel. She returned to bed, quietly nestled against my chest, and whispered, "I hate you." The sun rose, its sunlight slowly spilling into the city. A ray of sunlight pierced through the layers of buildings, through the small gap in the curtains of our room, and fell onto our bed. Suddenly, I understood something. She said, "This is the first time I've watched the sunrise with someone else." I said, "You are my angel." On the same day, we got married. She didn't even know my name until we got our marriage certificate.

After marriage, we talked about everything. Of course, they each told their own stories. We made love passionately and watched the sunrise. When we could no longer make love, we only watched the sunrise.

One day, the sun still rose. She left this world; she became an angel. On the same day, I also left this world, but I did not become a demon.

[The End]

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/219454.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=219454&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : There are many benefits to having a romantic encounter on a bus.

Next Page : The culprit

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Angel of Destruction

comment Open a new window to view comments