Rape of female student in toilet

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Summer nights are unbearable. The air is so stuffy and hot it's hard to breathe. All sorts of small animals, known and unknown, start yelling, announcing their existence to the world, especially to the opposite sex, making a lot of noise and irritating. I turned on my computer and started watching a Japanese adult film. It was a shameless Japanese film of a real rape, secretly filmed. It depicted an innocent high school girl being dragged into an abandoned house by several men on her way home from school and brutally gang-raped. I've actually watched this film several times, but every time I watch it, I get excited. I can't help it; I have a strong attraction to teenage girls. After quickly skipping to the most exciting parts, I couldn't sit still anymore, so I opened the door and went outside.
The air outside was still very hot, but an occasional cool breeze made me feel a little more comfortable.
I strolled to a nearby public restroom. This restroom was in a rather secluded location, rarely used, but relatively clean. I stood outside the restroom and lit a cigarette.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up when I saw a girl with a schoolbag walking towards me.
She had long, flowing hair, wore a white blouse over a black pleated skirt, and black stockings and shoes. She was clearly a middle school student walking home from evening self-study. My heart pounded. I took a deep drag on my cigarette, pretending to look away, but my eyes were glued to the approaching girl.
She walked past me, oblivious. What should I do? Should I make a move? Seeing her about to leave, I hesitated. Then, images of girls being brutally raped in porn flashed through my mind, and I couldn't hold back any longer.
I threw away my cigarette, lunged forward, and grabbed the unsuspecting girl from behind. "Ah!" The girl screamed instinctively, caught off guard by the sudden attack. Her voice was far more alluring than the screams of the schoolgirls in the films. A surge of excitement coursed through me, but I didn't forget to cover her mouth.
With my other hand, I grabbed her waist and frantically dragged her into the roadside restroom. The restroom was brightly lit, allowing me to see my "prey" clearly. The girl wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but her round face was incredibly innocent, clearly that of a young schoolgirl. Her skin was fair, and her figure was very well-developed—a slender waist, round hips, and pert breasts that strained against her top—exactly my type. My breathing quickened; I hadn't expected to encounter such a gem on my first rape attempt.
I grabbed her shirt at the chest and forcefully pressed her against the restroom wall. The full, soft feel of her breasts in my hands thrilled me. The female student shook her head in panic, struggling desperately, which only excited me more. Without a word, I grabbed her collar and ripped her top open with a "rip"... It was summer, and the female student was wearing very little. After I tore her outer garment, she was left with only a pink bra, exposing most of her two round, snow-white breasts. The female student screamed in surprise, twisting her half-naked body backward, but behind her was the toilet wall, and she couldn't retreat an inch.
I stared greedily at the female student's full, high breasts, and couldn't help but swallow hard. My right hand impatiently reached out, pulled down her bra, and forcefully squeezed one of her full breasts. The young girl's breasts were so delicate, soft yet incredibly elastic, extremely comfortable to hold. Before, I could only watch porn and envy those perverts; now I could finally enjoy it myself.
I could hardly believe my good fortune. I squeezed it a few more times, and the real fleshy feel in my hand proved that I wasn't dreaming. The female student, probably hurt by my grip, let out painful moans through her gagged mouth. She grabbed my hand, trying to remove it from her chest, then pushed me away with both hands and kicked wildly. Unfortunately, her struggles were futile, only arousing me further.
I suppressed her resistance, ripped off her backpack, and pulled her shirt down from her left shoulder, pulling it behind her back. Then I turned around to continue enjoying her wonderfully soft breasts. "Ugh, ugh..." the female student whimpered, turning away in shame. I pulled her into my arms, her head pressed against my face, and I could clearly smell her fresh hair scent.
I let her struggle and writhe in my arms, my right hand simultaneously grasping her two firm breasts and kneading them with abandon. The female student tilted her head back with difficulty, groaning in pain, her face filled with fear and helplessness, which only fueled my pleasure.
I squeezed harder, more roughly kneading her full breasts, enjoying the tenderness and suppleness of the young girl's flesh. The girl began to twist and writhe, trying desperately to shake me off, but her movements were futile, only intensifying the friction between us. I felt her round, full buttocks rubbing against my penis, fueling my lust.
My right hand slid down her chest, ripping off her black pleated skirt, then slipped inside her panties, pressing hard against her genitals. "Ah!!" The girl let out an uncontrollable scream, a sound like a war drum, directly stimulating my most sensitive nerves, instantly making my blood boil.
I ripped off her panties, then grabbed her smooth, soft waist and pulled her sharply. The girl's round buttocks arched backward, her full upper body leaning slightly forward, her long legs half-bent, her entire body forming a visually striking curve. Seeing such an exciting body, I could no longer restrain myself.
I kept my left hand over her mouth, while my right hand pulled out my already eager penis. The female student sensed my movement and struggled even more fiercely.
She kicked her right leg back forcefully, twisting her waist incessantly, trying to break free from my grasp, but how could she? I thrust my hips forward, and my penis plunged in from behind. "Ah!!" The female student and I cried out simultaneously; she cried out in fear and pain, while I felt an unprecedented pleasure.
Excitedly, I thrust a few more times, my right hand reaching around to her front, pressing hard on her vulva, directing my penis in the direction of attack. This standing position wasn't very convenient, and with the female student's constant resistance, it took me quite a while to finally manage to insert it into her vulva.
Before I could go any deeper, the female student's body began to sway wildly, trying to expel my penis from between her labia, but she was too weak to stop my advance. This futile struggle only intensified my desire to completely ravage her. I grabbed the female student's waist and thrust into her from behind, her body swaying violently with each impact. Her soft buttocks gripped my penis, not very tightly, but this way of humiliating her still aroused me intensely.
Of course, what excited me even more was her desperate yet helpless struggle, and the waves of ecstasy from the friction between my penis and her buttocks as she writhed. The female student was pinned against the wall, constantly moaning, one hand on the wall, the other pushing against me.
Completely immersed in the pleasure of defiling her, I ignored her and continued to thrust deeper. At the same time, one hand reached for her breasts, kneading them wantonly. Suddenly, the female student struggled violently, breaking free from my control. She cried out in panic, twisting her naked body, and hurriedly ran towards the bathroom exit. The sudden interruption of my pleasure was incredibly frustrating, so I quickly chased after her. The female student's underwear was hanging on her knees, greatly slowing her down. She only ran a dozen meters before I caught up with her and tackled her to the ground from behind.
The female student struggled unwillingly, her naked body writhing on the grass, making my mouth dry. I really wanted to take her right there and then. However, I wasn't blinded by lust. I covered her mouth with one hand and pulled her up from the ground with the other, then dragged her back to the toilet. It was my first time doing something like this, and I was actually quite scared. But seeing that the female student didn't resist too fiercely, didn't scream, and even when she escaped from the toilet, she didn't shout for help, finally calmed my anxiety.
I grabbed the female student by the hair and dragged her to the washbasin. I forced her head into the basin and poured water over it. The student gripped the edge of the basin with both hands, letting out soft moans of pain. These sounds excited me even more. I freed one hand and began slapping her white buttocks repeatedly. The student resisted weakly. For some reason, she hadn't uttered a single word of begging for mercy since I grabbed her. Perhaps she knew that facing a lustful thug, nothing she said would make a difference.
A few minutes later, having satisfied my urge to punish the student, I grabbed her wet hair and slammed her against the bathroom wall, this time facing me. I pinched her chin and said viciously, "Run! Try running again! Damn it, if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how tough I am!"
The student leaned against the wall, silent, her eyes tightly closed, her brows furrowed in pain. I had already ripped off her top, her bra hanging haphazardly around her waist, her snow-white body almost completely naked, her full breasts heaving. This was truly a genuine, unadulterated "high school girl," a world apart from those porn actresses who were slutty to the core but pretended to be innocent.
I reached out and grabbed one of her perky breasts, kneading it with pleasure, while my other hand gripped her neck, forcing her face up in humiliation. Her earlier escape had probably exhausted her strength; after a while, the girl slid weakly down the wall.
By this time, I was also burning with lust, so I grabbed her arm, pulled her down to the ground, and pressed myself against her.
The girl whimpered, struggling to get up. But
I wouldn't let her succeed. I held her neck with one hand, pinning her to the ground, and with the other, I ripped off her panties hanging on her legs.
Suddenly, the female student, drawing strength from who-knows-where, shoved me aside, rolled over, and tried to escape. She was so desperate to get away that she didn't even bother to stand up, immediately crawling forward.
But this time I was faster. I grabbed her legs and pulled her back forcefully. "Ugh!" the female student cried out, falling heavily to the toilet floor.
She kicked wildly, flailing her arms helplessly, her face contorted in pain.
I had no pity for her at this moment. I grabbed her kicking legs, dragged her back a few steps, and pounced on her again. I gripped her shoulder with my left hand, forcibly turning her over, and pressed my right arm against her full breasts.
The female student probably knew she was at the last moment, struggling desperately, her cries growing louder.
I quickly covered her mouth and firmly held down her violently swaying shoulders.
I wasn't in a hurry to penetrate her now, because the act of naked, flesh-and-blood fighting with a beautiful, delicate female student was inherently pleasurable.
After struggling for a few minutes, the female student finally gave up. Seeing that the time was right, I pulled down my pants and pressed my entire body against hers. After adjusting my position, I thrust my hips forward with all my might, my penis piercing through a thin barrier and penetrating the female student's vagina.
The female student let out a scream, a sound tinged with tears.
The fact that the female student beneath me was a virgin excited me immensely. I felt all the blood rush to my head, and the female student's painful, rapid moans and the tight feeling of her delicate vaginal walls against my penis almost made me ejaculate immediately.
I quickly pulled my penis out, took a few deep breaths to calm myself, and then thrust in again with force.
This time, I thrust deeper and harder, and the female student immediately let out an even more miserable scream.
She shook her head desperately, her full breasts swaying wildly, her thighs trembling spasmodically, and her whole body twisting in pain.
Looking at the magnificent scene before me, an indescribable, cruel pleasure surged through my body. Coupled with the schoolgirl's blood-pumping screams and the intense stimulation her tight genitals provided to my penis, I felt as if I had suddenly flown to heaven, my entire being trembling with ecstasy.
This was probably the greatest pleasure of rape, especially the rape of a schoolgirl.
I lay on top of her, covering her mouth, savoring this most intoxicating moment. Only when she stopped struggling did I brace myself with my left hand on the ground, my right hand gripping her breast, and begin to thrust vigorously.
The schoolgirl's breasts were deformed from my grip; she groaned in pain, her hands weakly pushing against me, unaware that this only intensified my pleasure.
As I thrust, I looked down at our joined bodies, my rough penis rapidly moving in and out of the schoolgirl's tender vagina, a few streaks of red virgin blood staining my dark shaft, a sight that only heightened my excitement.
I pried open the female student's hands and roughly caressed her skin. Her firm, full breasts fascinated me most; my right hand kneaded them forcefully, as if I wanted to squeeze her entire breasts into my palm. The female student waved her hands helplessly, writhing in pain beneath me, emitting desperate cries.
Her body was almost completely naked, her hair disheveled on the ground, her tender breasts held and wantonly ravaged in my hands. Her long, slender legs were spread apart and pressed to either side, trembling and swaying involuntarily back and forth with my thrusts. I had fantasized about this scene countless times in my mind, but I never thought it would become a reality today.
This made me even more excited. I leaned down, supporting myself with my hands on the ground, and began thrusting faster and faster.
The frequency of the female student's cries suddenly increased, but I didn't care. Each time, I thrust all the way in. A virgin's vagina is very tight and not adequately lubricated, making thrusting very strenuous, but the pleasure it brought was also unusually intense.
The feeling was indescribable, far beyond what words could describe, much less something like mindless masturbation while watching porn. The female student, eyes closed, head tilted to one side, painfully endured her fate of being brutally raped; tears soon streamed down her fair face.
I continued my vigorous thrusting, reveling in the student's humiliated and helpless expression.
Her pure, pretty face and whimpering cries were truly intoxicating. Her delicate skin, firm breasts, smooth abdomen, tight vagina, and the torn school uniform lying to one side—all these reminded me that I was now raping a beautiful young student I had long coveted.
This drove me into a near-mad frenzy of excitement. I gripped her breasts tightly, my fingers digging deep into her soft flesh…
The insects outside the toilet were still chirping incessantly, but now they sounded exceptionally pleasant.
The poor girl had completely given up resisting. She lay motionless on the ground, arms outstretched, letting me do as I pleased, only her incessant whimpers proving her nightmare continued…
After hundreds of thrusts, I suddenly felt a strong urge to ejaculate, but I hadn't had enough of raping the girl and didn't want it to end so quickly. I pulled out my still-erect penis and lay on top of her, panting.
The girl probably thought I was finished; she pushed me away forcefully, probably wanting me to leave quickly. But I didn't give in. After resting for a while, I guided my penis to her bleeding vagina and thrust in again. The girl's screams once more transformed into beautiful music, instantly bringing back the pleasure.
I grabbed her chin and continued thrusting with pleasure.
Her vagina, after hundreds of thrusts, was now very lubricated, yet still incredibly tight. The penetration felt like pushing through layers of smooth, tender flesh, and the withdrawal felt like being sucked by a warm little mouth—the sensation was indescribable. Coupled with the girl's unique cries of agony during rape, the feeling was one of ecstasy and ecstasy.
I couldn't help but reach out and grab the girl's breasts, kneading them vigorously like dough, as if only in this way could I fully release the pleasure in my heart.
It's a pity there were no ropes or whips here, nor was it a secret room for disciplining girls. Otherwise, tying the female student 's hands behind her back and hanging her up to fuck her, whipping her as I went, would have been even more exhilarating…
I fucked her hard for another ten minutes or so, finally unable to bear it any longer. I hugged the female student's body tightly, my penis thrusting wildly in and out of her tight vagina, each stroke reaching the deepest part of her lower body.
Finally, amidst the female student's painful cries, I reached the peak of pleasure.
I pressed myself tightly against the female student, ejaculating spurts of hot semen into her body.
From attacking the female student to completing the rape, the whole process took about an hour. Under such prolonged sexual stimulation, I ejaculated for a full twenty seconds, truly experiencing what it means to be thoroughly satisfied, to experience the soul-stirring pleasure of rape.
I rubbed the female student's firm breasts a few more times, before reluctantly climbing off this youthful body that had given me so much pleasure.
The female student lay limp at my feet, her eyes closed, seemingly still unable to accept the reality of being raped.
Her breasts were almost deformed from being kneaded, her snow-white body was covered with bruises from being pinched, her thighs were numbly spread open, and her vagina, after countless thrusts, could no longer close, with filthy semen constantly flowing from it onto the ground.
I admired this moving scene with satisfaction, thinking that I had finally fulfilled my long-cherished wish, raping a beautiful teenage girl, and the excitement in my heart was indescribable.
It was already past ten o'clock, the air was no longer stuffy, and after this satisfying rape, my restless mood had been completely vented. Now I was a little scared, so I quickly put on my clothes, left the disheveled girl, and hurried home.

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