Stranger rape

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The incident happened around the end of October last year. That day, I had a misunderstanding with some friends, and things weren't going well at work, so I was feeling extremely down. I went to a nightclub with some friends and drank until I was almost drunk, but I was still relatively conscious, just a little unsteady on my feet.

I left around 2 or 3 a.m. First, I was in a bad mood, so how could I enjoy myself?!

Second, my mood was already low, and hearing upbeat music only made me feel worse. So I wanted to find a quiet place to clear my head and think things through. I thought about it, and realized that there's almost nowhere in Kaohsiung where I can really clear my head and think things through at night! It's either couples everywhere or touristy spots that people like to visit at night. Finally, a place that I knew would definitely be deserted popped into my head.

So I went alone to Kiyomizu-an, a place that was deserted and quite a distance from the city that night. But... if I hadn't been half-drunk and half-awake, I would have been terrified to go to such a place alone. After parking the car, I walked straight towards Kiyomizu-dera Temple without saying a word! (The air-raid shelter is a short walk past the temple.) I walked in using my phone's flashlight. If I hadn't had my phone, I probably would have tripped over the limestone stones on the ground countless times. I found a flat space that looked like a bunker, so I huddled against the wall and started crying and spacing out. But after a while, I heard a voice.

It started with swearing, saying who was crying here in the middle of the night... disturbing his sleep. When I looked up, I saw a homeless man holding an oil lamp. The homeless man was also startled when he saw me. We stared at each other for a few seconds. He was probably thinking, "How come there's a girl in her early twenties wearing a tight-fitting dress and high heels here?"

Finally, I spoke first. I apologized for disturbing him and got up to leave. I thought there wouldn't be anyone there, but who knew there would be homeless people! When I reached the bunker entrance, the homeless man was still standing there. He said to me, "What am I doing here so late?" I replied, "What I do here is none of your business!" "Excuse me, I'm leaving."

He immediately said, "It's so late, and you're dressed so nicely, you can't walk steadily. Come on, let me help you out."

Before I could even react, he had already put his hand around my body and was helping me up!

But it felt strange. He wasn't helping me at all; he was touching my chest. And instead of heading towards the exit, we went closer, to what seemed like the second bunker, where the ground was covered with cardboard boxes. He said, "Uncle, you look so dangerous. Why don't you lie down here for a while and sober up before you go out?"

I was probably really drunk, because after only a few steps I lay down on the cardboard box!

My consciousness was almost completely hazy after that. The old man started groping my whole body, occasionally rubbing my breasts (I have a 36C). At that moment, I saw that he had already taken off his filthy trousers and underwear. I thought to myself, "This is bad..."

After taking off his trousers, he didn't rush to take off my clothes. Instead, he kept putting his extremely smelly penis to my mouth. In my almost unconscious state, his smelly penis kept going down my throat, making me feel nauseous. After giving him oral sex for a few minutes, he took off my bodycon dress and shorts, leaving me only in my underwear!

He pulled up my bra and started sucking on my nipples and touching my genitals through my underwear. I don't know if it was because of the alcohol or something else, but I didn't feel ashamed at all. Instead, I felt a lot of pleasure... I have to admire this homeless old man... He looks a bit older, but he's so good at teasing women. When his hand went inside my underwear and touched me, I orgasmed! My whole body twitched slightly.

After I climaxed, my uncle didn't stop but went further, removing the last layer of protection from my genitals! In the dim light of the oil lamp, my entire genitals were exposed to his gaze. At that moment, I lost consciousness. When I regained consciousness, my uncle had his penis close to my genitals and was thrusting. Although it was my first time, I didn't know when my hymen had disappeared, so I didn't feel any pain.

Perhaps my uncle was thinking, "I've met a little slut," but all I knew was that I had met a homeless man who was gently raping me instead of brutally. I don't know why, but I felt fortunate. After thrusting for about ten minutes, he turned me over so I was face down, my buttocks facing him. He spread my legs wide. My genitals felt empty, but my uncle didn't want his penis to feel empty for too long. He immediately placed his penis at the entrance of my vagina and began thrusting his hips rapidly, like doing a thrusting exercise

… Ah!! Uncle looks to be in his forties or fifties, how can he still have such good stamina? Under his rapid thrusting, I reached my second orgasm, and Uncle didn't seem to be going to stop. I was so drunk from being penetrated by him that I almost sobered up!! Oh my god~ He lifted my buttocks up again and held my buttocks, wildly thrusting into my genitals. After about a minute, Uncle thrust into me hard, and I knew what was going on. I was ejaculated inside. I had calculated that it wasn't my safe period today, but maybe I was tired, or maybe I was tired from crying at the beginning, so I fell asleep. But in my consciousness, I think I was ejaculated inside by that homeless uncle a few more times.

When I woke up, it was around six in the morning. My head was throbbing. I sat up and saw that the bunker was empty except for me and the cardboard box I had been lying in. I was momentarily stunned before I came to my senses. I took out some tissues from my bag and wiped away the memory of the homeless man from my genitals. I quickly got dressed and rode my bike back to the city. When I got home, I couldn't believe it all. I had been raped by a stranger, a homeless man, while I was half asleep. I started crying again until I was exhausted and fell asleep.

It was an experience I could never forget. I don't know whether to call it tragic or what! Afterwards, I went to the pharmacy and bought birth control pills to try and avoid thinking about it.

[The End]

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