Crimson Desire

He sat behind his desk, his eyes bloodshot, deep eye bags revealing his debauchery. He sneered at the stockings clutched tightly in his hand, then turned his gaze to the woman huddled in the corner.

The woman curled up like a baby, helplessly shrinking against the wall, her long hair covering half her body, the only cover she had.

Through her slightly parted legs, her alabaster skin drew the eye to the alluring darkness between them. A few clots of blood seeped from beneath her snow-white buttocks, originating from her swollen and red vulva. Her once-pink lips had lost their youthful luster, leaving only the marks of a storm, marks that could never be washed away…

He leaned against the black car, coldly watching the girl and her friend walk out of the university gate towards the ice cream parlor near the campus. The angelic smile on her face contrasted sharply with his icy grin.

He straightened his clothes, got into the car, placed a hand on his crotch, and slowly stroked his growing desire, muttering to himself, "Shang Yun... Shang Yun... you can't escape..."

On the car window, a beautiful illusion of the girl appeared, with her angelic smile, removing her clothes piece by piece, her slender waist swaying gently in rhythm with his fingers.

His breathing grew heavier, and the force of his hand increased, as if his fingers were brushing against her alluring, fragrant, white breasts. At the last moment, he stopped, opened his eyes, and picked up his phone as if making a decision.

...

Ending the call, his gaze fell on the girl who had just come out of the store, a dangerous smile playing on his lips, "For you... even if it means eternal damnation... I'll accept it..."

(III)

Darkness, endless darkness. It seemed to engulf her, as if to devour her. Her last memory was of walking out of the school with her classmates, frozen in time with the black car screeching to a halt in front of her. But she couldn't recall anything; her eyes, unable to open, couldn't see what was happening, but the rhythmic, sharp pain in

her lower body revealed the cruel reality. Moments earlier, a mouth had greedily licked her lips, letting the slippery sensation slide downwards, over her proud breasts, lingering for a long time before rushing towards her crotch. When her clitoris was also enveloped by this sensation, a tingling, electric-like feeling awakened her senses, but it was merely a sensation.

She was powerless to struggle, unable to escape, only able to feel in the darkness, helplessly waiting for the moment of despair to arrive. Two hands covered her sacred breasts, roughly kneading her nipples, which had never been touched by a man since she was old enough to understand, pinching and squeezing her round, firm breasts. After what seemed like an endless series of kisses, licks, and playful actions, those lips returned to her face, the man's heavy breathing ringing in her ears, mixed with a triumphant smile.

A chill ran between her legs, and her powerless thighs were easily parted. Something hot began to thrust against her private parts, gradually breaching her fragile defenses. The deepening pain caused her thighs to twitch uncontrollably. A pair of hands gripped her waist tightly, and something like a red-hot iron rod entered her body inch by inch. She wanted to scream, but only a weak, sighing moan escaped her lips.

The last membrane held firm to her defenses, which should have crumbled long ago. Her tears finally broke free…

The man's hoarse voice rang in her ears, “You are finally mine…”

The excruciating pain instantly tore through her consciousness, leaving her only with endless darkness…

(IV)

The room, with its heavy curtains drawn, was only dimly lit. The man stubbed out his last cigarette and walked step by step toward the girl lying on the floor. Her long eyelashes rested peacefully on her eyelids, and her high breasts rose and fell steadily with her breathing, like an angel who had accidentally fallen to earth, still fast asleep, unaware of the demon about to descend.

He unbuttoned her clothes, removing them piece by piece. Beneath her pale blue dress, a pair of long, slender legs were exposed to the light. He gazed at her for a moment, lost in ecstasy, then suddenly ripped off her stockings and panties, ripped off her bra clasp, and pressed himself against her delicate body. He passionately licked and kissed her face, her long neck, lingering on her breasts, which he had seen countless times in his fantasies.

After a few moments, he eagerly brought his face to her virgin territory, thrusting his tongue in without hesitation. The unique fragrance of the young girl made him dizzy, and he immediately took the tender bud just beginning to sprout from her pink crevice into his mouth. The woman trembled slightly beneath him, and a low moan escaped from her rosy lips. He smiled triumphantly, fully enjoying the soft touch on his hands and the alluring fragrance in his nose.

Finally, he straightened up, pulled down his trousers, revealing his impatient desire. He spread her thighs wide, thrusting the head of his penis against her labia, savoring the soft touch. He gripped her waist tightly with both hands, and without warning, thrust his already partially inserted penis all the way in. The smooth, tender flesh gripped his member tightly. He excitedly lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "You're finally mine..." His

wild lust consumed his reason. He no longer cared about the delicate petals' capacity and began a storm of thrusting. The swollen, engorged petals flipped in and out with his penis, the only lubrication in the narrow passage coming from the constant flow of blood generated by the roughness. Only when he felt pain in his penis did he slowly stop.

He laughed almost maniacally, stood up, and walked behind the table to retrieve a bottle of lubricant. He scooped out a small amount and applied it to his penis, then scooped out a large chunk, grinning maliciously as he approached the unconscious woman's body, which was still twitching slightly. He lifted her waist and forcefully shoved the large chunk of lubricant inside with a single finger, rubbing and spreading it around. The lubricant mixed with blood, forming a thick, pinkish fluid that slowly flowed out of her vagina like semen.

He could no longer restrain himself. With a thrust of his hips, his penis surged upwards again, almost reaching the other mysterious palace at the end of her vagina.

Extreme excitement caused him to ejaculate after only a dozen or so thrusts. He tightly embraced her delicate body, pushing his penis as far as possible towards the end of her vagina, opening the tightly closed gates, and sending all the thick fluid into her young uterus.

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