Rape experience

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The only sounds were the rustling of corn leaves against my hands and face, and I could vaguely hear the person behind me calling, "Xiaoru... Xiaoru..."

Luckily, the little girl wasn't very heavy, and carrying her wasn't too difficult. After running for a while, I looked back and vaguely saw the beam of a flashlight. I could hear the person chasing after me, but I couldn't hear their shouts. They must have seen me, so I ran even faster. I ran for more than ten minutes, the beam of that flashlight following me in the darkness. By this time, my legs were getting weak, and I wanted to throw off this burden, but I was unwilling to give up, so I gritted my teeth and kept running.

Just when my legs were becoming more and more unresponsive, and the person behind me was getting closer and closer, suddenly a wide open space appeared before me, with a road in front of me. Looking up, I saw a cornfield on the other side of the road. A thought flashed through my mind. I ran a few steps along the road, then turned around and ran back the way I had come. The night was pitch black; all around were corn stalks taller than a person. I crouched quietly in the dense cornfield, carrying his small, soft body, as supple as a noodle, on my shoulder. A moment later, through the thick clusters of corn leaves, I saw the man had chased me to the roadside, frantically shining a flashlight around, calling out, "Xiaoru... Xiaoru..." After a while, he ran a few steps along the road, circled around, and then ran back, frantically pacing back and forth, hitting his head repeatedly. I clearly heard him cry; his hoarse voice roared like a wounded beast, "Give me back my daughter! Please give me back my daughter! Xiaoru... Xiaoru..." Less than fifty meters away in the cornfield, I crouched there, holding his daughter's soft body, too afraid to move, my body trembling uncontrollably. I held my breath, my heart pounding as if it would burst out of my chest. In the still of the night, only the rustling of the wind through the cornfield accompanied his furious roars.

Those few minutes felt like years to me. I desperately wanted to throw the naked body in my arms to the ground and run away, but my legs were trembling uncontrollably. Finally, he circled around for a moment and ran into the opposite cornfield.

My tense body collapsed to the ground. After relaxing for a while, the tender body that had been pressing against my thighs made my penis engorged, but even if I had the greatest courage, I wouldn't dare stay there any longer. After resting for a while, I picked her up and walked into the cornfield.

In the pitch-black cornfield, holding this naked, still unconscious middle school girl in my arms, I walked step by step towards my small, dilapidated house. My penis kept rubbing against her genitals, then hardened again. I wanted to put her down and relieve myself, but the thought of her father's murderous look made me suddenly calm down.

After walking for a long time, I finally emerged from the cornfield. All around me was a dark expanse of crops. A chill ran through me: "I've gone the wrong way!" I looked around, trying to find my way back, but in the pitch black, I couldn't see anything. I was exhausted from carrying her and running around for most of the night. I found a patch of corn nearby, put her down beside me, and collapsed onto the ground, falling into a deep sleep. I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, it was already getting light. The little girl was still lying beside me. I couldn't stay there any longer. I took out my large garbage bag, put her inside, stuffed some grass and corn husks into it, slung it over my shoulder, and, after confirming my direction, headed back to my little shack.

I walked along the road when I suddenly heard the clatter of bicycles. In the morning light, I saw several men on the road not far ahead, looking around as they approached from the opposite direction. They must be looking for the little girl. My body trembled, and I was about to hide in the cornfield when the men saw me and rode towards me on their bicycles. I had no choice but to grit my teeth and keep walking. When I reached them, my heart was pounding, and my legs were shaking so badly I almost knelt down. I was dressed in tattered clothes, filthy, with tangled hair and a black, oily face, carrying a tattered bag. They thought I was crazy, glanced at me, and walked away. I couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. I hadn't walked a few steps when I suddenly heard someone chasing after me. Thinking I was doomed, I was about to drop the bag and run when the man behind me chased after me for a few steps. He seemed afraid my lice and fleas would land on him, so he stopped and asked, "Hey! See a little girl?" I turned and stared at him dumbly, shaking my head. He turned and walked away again.

I narrowly escaped this ordeal and hurried towards my dilapidated hut. Halfway there, the little girl in the bag on my back stirred. Oh no! She was waking up! Terrified, I turned and ran.

Luckily, it was early morning, and I didn't encounter a soul on the road. After running for over half an hour, I finally returned to my hut, buried in garbage and overgrown weeds.

Stepping inside, I immediately felt like I was back in my own world; a sense of security I'd never felt before completely relaxed me. I closed the door, took her out of the bag, and placed her in my greasy, tattered quilt. She coughed, choked by the pungent, sour smell in the room. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes and vaguely saw a madman staring greedily at her, this naked little lamb, like a hungry wolf! She jolted, sat up abruptly, grabbed the quilt to cover herself, and looked at me with terror. The quilt only covered a small part of her body; the exposed half of her breasts and thighs, though small, were enough to make my mouth water. I walked towards her step by step… She huddled tightly in the corner, her body trembling violently, her tearful eyes filled with fear and pleading. I walked to her, slowly squatted down, and slowly reached my hand towards her head. She turned her head away, but I still reached out and removed the grass clinging to her head. At this moment, this little lamb was completely under my control, so I no longer needed to rush. I watched her quietly for a while, then reached out and touched her bare shoulder, saying softly, "As long as you obey, I promise I won't hurt you." She shrank back, covering her body with her hands, and pleaded with tears streaming down her face, "Please let me go, please." I smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you obey, I will let you go!" Her body curled up tightly, and she pressed her head against the wall and shook it a few times. I said coldly, "Do you still want me to force myself on you? I don't want that!" She was terrified of me last night, crying,

"No...no...please, let me go home!" I gently stroked her head, saying, "I don't want to hit you either. If you behave, it'll be good for both of us, right?" As I spoke, I reached for the blanket she was clutching, but she jerked back, screaming,

"No...help...help..." I jumped up, kicked the door open, and pointed outside, saying, "Come and see where you are. Keep screaming, see how long it takes for someone to come and save you!" I turned back, grabbed a wooden stick, and pointed it at her head, saying,

"You'd better behave, or else...hmph..." As I spoke, I pulled back the blanket covering her. She struggled briefly, then let go, only covering her chest with her hands.

I put the stick down, stroking her body as I took off my own clothes. Startled by my presence, she became very compliant and soon lay down obediently. I was already completely naked.

Seeing my dirty and thick genitals, she was terrified and tightly closed her eyes, turning her head away. I turned her head back, took her hand, and made her hold my penis. She only pinched my shaft with her fingers.

I rubbed her small breasts with one hand and used the other to stroke her wrist back and forth on my penis, saying, "Never touched a man's thing before, have you? How does it feel?" She just closed her eyes and cried. I tightened my grip on her wrist and said, "Hold it all the way. I'm asking you, have you ever touched a man's thing? Is it fun? Answer me!" Between sobs, she said, "Never..." Her small hand simultaneously gripped my large penis. I asked her again, "How does it feel? Is it thick?" After a while, she slowly nodded. I laughed and began to caress her body gently.

I didn't see her clearly when I was playing in the cornfield last night, but now that I look closely, I realize that although she is a bit thin, her skin is so white and tender that it looks like you could squeeze water out of it.

After I had her tease me for a while, my glans was already swollen and red. I turned her face around, pressed the glans against her mouth, and said, "Suck it for a while." She reluctantly opened her mouth slightly, and I pushed it in, shoving it in all at once. She grunted and shook her head, trying to spit it out. I held her head with both hands, and slowly inserted my penis into her mouth. I didn't insert it very deeply, and she stopped resisting.

After a while, I sat up and said to her, "Come on, you do it for me on top for a while." She lay down beside me, wiping the saliva from my mouth, and secretly glanced at my erect penis before trying to hide further away. I reached out and pulled her close, saying gently, "Be good, listen to me, come on." As I spoke, I pressed her head firmly against my genitals, and she had no choice but to open her mouth and take the glans in.

I lay half-reclined, one hand touching her breasts below, the other holding her head, watching my thick penis go in and out of her mouth—it felt incredibly good.

She became increasingly obedient. I told her to open her mouth wider, and she did, gradually stopping her sobbing. I touched her breasts, and she seemed to feel something too.

After a while, she lifted her head and said, "I can't take it anymore, my mouth hurts so much." I smiled, released her head, let her lie down, got up and climbed on top of her, spread her thighs, and licked her barely visible clitoris with my tongue. She tensed up and clamped my head between her legs. I pulled her thighs down, thrust my head inside, and took her tender vulva into my mouth, licking her tight vagina with my tongue.

After a while, she let out a soft moan, and I noticed that her small vaginal opening was starting to flow with vaginal fluid.

I stroked the inside of her thighs with both hands, and my tongue also ventured into her tender vagina. Her moans grew louder, her body began to writhe, and her vaginal fluid flowed more and more.

My tongue began to penetrate deeper and deeper into her vagina, and I would occasionally nibble at her labia with my teeth. I slowly aroused her first sexual desire, and she took the hard, large penis that had been at her lips, sucking on the glans.

After a while, her vagina was soaking wet. Seeing that it was about time, I turned around and knelt between her legs, holding my iron-like penis and pressing it against her vagina. She no longer resisted, so I gently pushed it in, the glans sliding into her tight vagina. She shuddered, let out a soft "ah," and then pressed her hands tightly to her mouth, her body tensing up and her brows furrowing. Although she was aroused, she was still

a fourteen-year-old schoolgirl, and her vagina was not yet fully developed. The large glans was still a bit too much for her to handle, and she felt a burning sensation in her lower body, as if her tender labia were being torn. But at the same time, she felt a satisfaction she had never felt before.

The hot, large penis went deeper and deeper into her vagina, the glans seeming to swell larger and larger inside her tight vagina. She clenched her teeth, the moans escaping from between them sounding painful yet satisfied. Her vagina was already slippery from the moisture she was releasing.

I gripped her waist with both hands, thrusting faster and harder, my large penis slapping against her vagina, the head of my penis hitting her soft clitoris with each stroke. Her juices had already splattered all over the place where we were joined.

Her clenched teeth slowly loosened, her face flushed, and she moaned rhythmically as my penis relentlessly attacked her vagina, her hands gripping the blanket tightly beneath her.

After more than ten minutes, my penis grew increasingly engorged, and I was finally about to ejaculate! I hoisted her legs onto my shoulders and pressed down, lifting her buttocks and forcing her vagina wide open. My engorged penis, throbbing as if about to explode, pounded wildly into the deepest part of her vagina! I don't know if she was in pain or pleasure at that moment. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she cried out, "I can't take it... ah... I can't bear it... it hurts so much... ah..." Her hands gripped the blanket beneath her, tearing it to shreds. After a dozen or so thrusts, I shuddered, and streams of hot semen finally shot into her vagina.

Afterwards, I played with her several more times until nightfall before letting her go. By the time I left, she was completely ravaged; her genitals were swollen and torn, and she couldn't even walk. Of course, from then on, I left that place far away and never dared to go back.

[The End]

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