My Story (Part 1)

My Story (Part 1)
Having a captivating figure and a beautiful face is the wish of countless women. I don't know if I'm lucky; everyone says I look just like my mother when she was young, so beautiful, even surpassing her in some ways. However, beautiful women aren't necessarily happy. How much hardship lies behind a beautiful woman's life, and how many people know?

This year I'm 21 years old. In 1999, I was fortunate enough to be admitted to the International Finance major in the School of Business Administration at Guangdong University of Foreign Studies, and I'm now a third-year student. From high school to university, my family and my life have experienced many trials and tribulations. I've loved, hated, and been hurt. This article is simply to express my innermost feelings and to bless all those with beautiful souls.

At 17, I fell in love. At that time, my family was still in Zhuhai, and I was a second-year high school student. A-Jie was the undisputed handsome guy in our class, and I was the class's Snow White. I accepted A-Jie's pursuit—and naturally—we got together. We went to school together every day, and went home together after class; our inseparable figures could always be seen on campus.

I will never forget that night, that unforgettable 17th birthday…
“Yan, did you see that? Legend says that if you see a shooting star with a red glow, lovers can be together forever,” Jie pointed to a shooting star streaking across the sky. “From now on, I will be by your side for every birthday.”
“Jie, I love you.”
I couldn’t help but throw myself into Jie’s arms.
“I love you too.”
Jie held me with a strength that almost suffocated me, pressing his lips tightly against mine. Our tongues intertwined. Jie was starting to grow a beard, which pricked me a little, but this only intensified my pleasure. Jie was very tall and muscular, 1.80 meters tall, while I, at 1.65 meters, was still petite and delicate. I felt as if I had melted into Jie’s embrace.

Suddenly, I felt Jie’s hand slip inside my clothes, slowly exploring upwards along my waist, my back. This was the first time a man had touched my body. Jie’s palms were thick and large, and my heart pounded wildly. Slowly, A-Jie's hands moved higher and higher, no longer content with caressing my back, but gradually reaching my chest. I knew exactly what A-Jie was going to do, but I didn't react at all, letting him do as he pleased. I knew A-Jie liked this; I loved A-Jie, and I was willing to be his little lamb. My breasts weren't very large, but they were full and well-shaped. Perhaps I had fastened my bra too tightly, as A-Jie's hands couldn't easily slip inside. So he put his hands back behind my back and unhooked them. We were in a grassy field at the time, and although there weren't many people around, it was still a public place, and I felt quite embarrassed. But I couldn't care less; A-Jie and I were still passionately kissing, and I just held him tightly. A-Jie's hands reached for my breasts again and suddenly grabbed my left breast. A-Jie seemed very excited; he not only grabbed my breast as tightly as possible but also kept kneading it vigorously. Although I had sexual fantasies before, I never knew that having my nipples touched felt like this—itchy, tingling, a bit like being electrocuted, and the sensation spread outwards. A-Jie's other hand joined in, alternately playing with my breasts, and exploring my back, waist—everywhere he could reach. My body felt an unprecedented pleasure; my nipples began to protrude, and my body temperature rose. I even felt my vaginal opening gradually becoming wet. I knew this was the feeling of sexual arousal, brought to me by A-Jie. I gradually became breathless, wanting to escape A-Jie's lips for a few breaths of fresh air, but A-Jie wasn't so easy to appease me. His movements became increasingly intense; one hand tightly embraced me from behind, while the other roughly kneaded my breasts, and his lips sucked on me even more tightly. I almost fainted, helplessly clinging to my beloved A-Jie, letting him do whatever he wanted. I could do anything for A-Jie, even be his pet. Because I love him.

I don't know how long it was before A-Jie reluctantly let me go. I felt as if I had lost something, and I hugged A-Jie tightly, snuggling against him. I wanted to be with him forever, forever and ever.
A-Jie gently stroked my long, beautiful hair and whispered, "Yan, don't go back tonight. I have a house nearby; let's go there." She didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and then snuggled against A-Jie and followed him. I knew what this meant; I was willing to give my first time to A-Jie. Many of my classmates had relationships, but they always kept their virginity very strong. They said that in a society like China, it's better to save your first time for your wedding night. But I didn't agree with their view. How many women's husbands aren't actually the people they love most? Rather than... A girl's most precious gift is better given to her former boyfriend than to a husband she doesn't love. Therefore, even if Ah Jie and I can't be together in the future, I won't regret my decision tonight.

It was the first time I'd ever undressed in front of a boy, but I tried my best to overcome my shyness and mustered the courage to present my most beautiful self to Jie. I inherited my mother's skin—delicate and fair—and with my long legs, I'm proud of my figure. Even Ah Jie, a young man full of vigor, was deeply captivated by my body. "Yan, you're so beautiful." He couldn't help but caress my body with his hands. My beloved's praise made me even prouder, and A-Jie couldn't wait to strip off his clothes. We began to embrace and caress each other on the bed. A-Jie's skin was so smooth; I pressed my chest against his, feeling his boyish scent. He licked my neck with his tongue and gently bit me with his teeth; the feeling was so fulfilling, so wonderful. A-Jie loved my breasts. Sometimes he would hold me close, rubbing his pectoral muscles against my nipples; other times he would grasp my breasts with both hands, rubbing his penis against my cleavage. His penis was large and hard; it was the first time I had ever seen a boy's genitals. I hadn't expected it to be so thick and dark, so different from the worm-like shape I had imagined.

A-Jie seemed very interested in my genitals. He spread my thighs, parted my pubic hair and labia, and examined them carefully, occasionally touching the secretions from my vaginal opening. Later, he simply turned his body around and licked my vulva with his tongue. My lips. I felt an intense stimulation, one I'd never experienced before. "You're so fun here," A-Jie said, using the tip of his tongue to part my labia, licking deeper and deeper. Because his buttocks were facing me, his penis was dangling right in front of me. I took it in my hand and started stroking it. Although it was my first time, I knew that a man would get aroused if he was touched like that. Sure enough, A-Jie's penis became harder and harder, and some clear fluid secreted. At first, I was a little scared of this big thing, but watching it slowly grow bigger, I started to feel less scared, and later I even thought it was quite cute. A-Jie was very excited. He grabbed my thighs tightly with both hands and spread them apart forcefully, while his tongue wandered around the entrance of my vagina, gradually penetrating deeper. My pleasure was even more intense than it had been on the grass, and my nipples were completely hard. "Ouch, no!" I felt a little pain; A-Jie had licked my hymen. "Don't go so deep, otherwise my first time will be given to your tongue." "I said, feeling wronged. Ah Jie smiled, turned his body back, and aimed his penis at my vaginal opening. "Alright then, baby, as you wish, I'll officially make you my woman." After saying that, he thrust his penis into me. Ah Jie probably knew it would hurt the first time, so he was gentle and didn't go all the way in. But I still felt intense pain. "Ouch!" I cried out. "Does it hurt a lot?" Ah Jie asked gently. I nodded. "It's okay, it's normal the first time." Ah Jie looked at me with loving eyes, which made me relax a little. I took a deep breath and nodded to him, indicating that I was ready. At this moment, Ah Jie's penis was already partially inside, and with another push, his penis went all the way in. This time I felt even more pain than before, but I didn't say anything. I didn't want to affect Ah Jie. I longed to be his woman, so I gritted my teeth.

“It’s in, it’s alright,” A-Jie bent down and kissed my forehead. “Look, A-Jie and Xiao-Yan are now one.” He lifted my buttocks so I could see his penis inside my vagina. I watched quietly, a sense of fulfillment rising within me. “Yes, no one can separate us now… Ouch… Ha…” Before I could finish, A-Jie suddenly began thrusting in and out of my vagina. “Ouch… No…” I couldn’t help but cry out. A-Jie’s thick penis and my narrow vagina created intense friction, and with the help of the secretions, there was a very special kind of pleasure. “No… Ouch…”

“
What’s wrong, baby? Does it still hurt?”
“I don’t know… Oh… It seems a little… but it doesn’t seem like it does…”
“Is that very comfortable?”
“No… Ouch… I don’t know… It’s so strange… Ouch… Stop it…”
Actually, I wasn’t lying. The feeling was indeed very strange, and I didn’t know how to describe it. Maybe it was because it was my first time, and my vagina still hurt a little, but the pain couldn’t mask the excitement brought by the friction. Every thrust of A-Jie’s seemed to stimulate every nerve in my body. I felt both pain and pleasure, as if I couldn't bear the torment any longer and wanted to escape, yet I couldn't bear to see A-Jie leave. A-Jie's thrusts became faster and faster, his breathing more rapid, and my sensations intensified. The secretions in my vagina grew more abundant and thicker. A-Jie simply pressed his entire body against mine, his lower body moving rapidly in and out of me. A-Jie's pectoral muscles squeezed my round breasts, his mouth nibbling wildly at my neck. My figure was still relatively petite, and A-Jie's weight made it hard for me to breathe, but it also made me feel even more pleasure. I was almost suffocating, desperately gasping for air, my hands struggling aimlessly, my waist trying to match A-Jie's thrusting movements. Finally, A-Jie couldn't hold back any longer; he ejaculated all his semen into my body. The scalding love fluid surged against my cervix, allowing me to experience the beauty of being a woman for the first time.

And so, I became a woman, on the night of my 17th birthday. I became A-Jie's woman.

My Story (Part Two)
I am a girl who lacked a father's love. My father was a gambler, often gambling all night long and losing a lot of money. No matter how my mother tried to persuade him, it was no use. Sometimes, if she talked too much, they would inevitably argue, and my father would even hit my mother. In short, there was never peace at home, so I didn't like my father and didn't like going home. I cherished the time I spent with A-Jie the most. At that time, A-Jie was the man who loved me the most in the world. He treated me like a treasure, afraid that I would melt in his hands or be harmed in his mouth. When we were with A-Jie, we were always inseparable. A-Jie's family had a house in the suburbs, which was empty and uninhabited, so we often went there. Many times, I simply didn't go home and stayed there overnight, and my parents didn't care.

A-Jie didn't like using condoms, and I always let him have his way. After all, birth control pills were very effective now, and I didn't want any distance between us. I enjoyed the intimacy with the boy I loved most. I loved his kisses on my forehead, my face, his nibbling on my neck, his biting my earlobe; I loved him sucking my nipples, gently licking them with his tongue, gently biting them with his teeth; I loved him inserting his long middle finger into my vagina, deep inside, all the way to my cervix, and gently caressing it. I gave myself to A-Jie, my body, my heart.

However, the college entrance exam separated us. A-Jie went to a university in the north, while I went to Guangzhou. At that time, I couldn't imagine that this separation would be forever, even though A-Jie kissed me passionately before leaving, telling me he would love me forever.
The saddest night happened a week after military training. That day, I was in a particularly good mood and went shopping with my best roommate, Xiao-Lin. We bought a short skirt and a white short-sleeved top with bright red accents. Although the pattern wasn't flashy, it looked very sexy on me, especially for girls my age, perfectly showcasing our youth. That night, I wore this new dress, and to my surprise, I looked even better in the mirror than I had imagined. Even Xiaolin enviously touched my body and said, "Xiaoyan, your skin is so soft, like a 12-year-old girl. I wish you gave me your skin."

Receiving compliments from my friends made me incredibly happy. Suddenly, I missed Ajie terribly. I called him long-distance, telling him I was in a great mood, that I had bought a beautiful dress, and everything that had happened to me. However, I didn't know that Ajie had no patience to listen anymore. He interrupted me: "Xiaoyan, I'm sorry, let's break up..." That simple line struck me so deeply.

"Xiaoyan, I'm sorry, I..."
"No need to apologize, I understand. Maybe it was a mistake from the start..."
"Xiaoyan, I have a new girlfriend. Take care of yourself..."
"Oh, it's nothing, I'm fine..."
I
felt completely incoherent. Although I tried to appear calm, the pain in my heart was unbearable. I carefully put the phone down, my hands trembling. Suddenly, the world seemed to spin, turning 180 degrees in an instant.

Xiaolin was on the phone with her boyfriend; she didn't notice me. I was heartbroken. That was the boy I loved most, and he treated me like this. We'd only been apart for less than two months, and he'd already found someone new. My mind went blank; I didn't even know what I was thinking. Perhaps there was nothing left to think about. I went downstairs and left the dormitory. Coincidentally, I ran into Shishan at the dormitory entrance—a boy who was pursuing me—but he wasn't my type. He was as old-fashioned and clumsy as his name suggested.

"Hi, Xiaoyan, you..." He saw me too—sexy and beautiful, yet unable to hide the sadness on my face. Looking at his silly expression, I suddenly felt a strange sense of warmth. I really wanted someone to keep me company tonight, I really did. So I walked straight up to Shishan, ignoring his dazed look, and took his right hand, leading him towards the basketball court.

Shishan didn't know what had happened; he must have just returned from self-study, still carrying that old-fashioned backpack. But he'd always been very accommodating to me, and besides, today was the first time I'd taken his hand—even the most clumsy person wouldn't miss an opportunity. I pulled him along silently to the basketball court, and then I finally couldn't hold back my tears. My heart ached so much, like a lonely sapling in a storm, unable to find solace. I felt so wronged; tears streamed down my face like broken pearls, unstoppable. But there was this fool who panicked even more than me. He rummaged through his bag for ages but couldn't find any tissues. In the end, I found a pack of tissues on my person and handed it to him. He took out some tissues and wiped my tears. Maybe that was my intention—to whine to someone who was worried about me, to make them feel helpless, so I could feel a little better. Shishan was really clueless; he didn't know what had happened and could only let me cry. After sobbing for a long time, I felt a little better, but I wasn't done venting yet. I was very unhappy tonight, so I needed to let it all out.

I suddenly threw myself into Shishan's arms—isn't that a girl's killer move?—Shishan naturally couldn't resist either. He probably already guessed that I was unhappy tonight, but as a carnivore, Shishan wasn't most concerned about whether I was feeling better, although he gently asked me what had happened and who was so bold as to make Xiaoyan sad.

Shishan was about 1.7 meters tall, not much taller than me, but he was very strong. He played soccer all the time—or rather, he did nothing but study and play soccer; he was a typical bookworm. He had dark skin and hard muscles. I deliberately hooked my hands around his chest from behind, then gradually pressed my full breasts against his pectoral muscles. It was summer, and everyone's clothes were thin, and my outfit was low-cut, so I wasn't wearing a bra. My erect nipples were pressed directly against Shishan's broad chest. This trick really worked. Shishan started to get excited, and he hugged me tightly, pressing my breasts against his body. I figured someone like him was probably still a virgin, so he would naturally be more sensitive to those parts of a woman's body. Plus, with what I was wearing that day, igniting his desire was a piece of cake. I pretended he was hugging me too tightly and needed to move my body, so I started twisting my body between my arms, and I intentionally or unintentionally rubbed my nipples against his pectoral muscles through the thin fabric of my clothes. Shishan finally couldn't take it anymore. He leaned in and tried to bite my lips. Of course, I couldn't let him succeed, so I turned my head away. He didn't care anymore and pressed his lips to my face, then to my neck. He was like a baby who had been weaned for a long time, starving, each kiss so forceful. I felt his lower body slowly hardening. I didn't expect this blockhead to be so easily aroused. I deliberately stood on tiptoe and wrapped my arms around Shishan's neck, so that my short top would be pulled up, exposing a small part of my lower abdomen and waist. A woman's body is a weapon, that's absolutely true. I was seducing Shishan step by step, and he fell into the trap exactly as I had planned. His hands touched my delicate skin and, without thinking, slipped inside my clothes. Since I wasn't wearing a bra, his hands could touch my entire smooth back. He used both hands to enjoy my back inch by inch from bottom to top, and his lower body grew harder and harder. Then his hands began to caress my soft abdomen. I didn't move, keeping my eyes closed as he touched me. He touched me for a long time, then suddenly whispered in my ear, "Yan, can...can...I want to touch your breasts..." "Are you even a man? Do whatever you want, why are you asking me?" I just chuckled to myself. It seemed Shishan really liked me. He was afraid I'd think he was too frivolous, so he suppressed his impulse and asked his "superior" for permission first.

Since his "superior" had given permission, there were no more concerns. Shishan's hands finally entered that forbidden zone for him. To make it easier, he moved to my side and hugged me from the side, one hand reaching to my chest to play with my breasts in turn. He was like an ignorant child seeing building blocks for the first time, both curious and delighted, yet seemingly unaware of any good ways to play with them. He kneaded and rubbed each of my breasts, changing their shape, like an inexperienced masseur kneading a lump of dough.

"Oh..." I felt a surge of pleasure as he squeezed my nipple. I let out a soft moan. Shishan, thinking he had hurt me, asked anxiously, "Was I too rough and hurt you?" I smiled at him and gently shook my head. He reminded me of that romantic 17th birthday night with A-Jie, yet it also stirred up sad memories.

Perhaps it's in a man's nature to be fickle, and honest men like Shishan are no exception. He had probably had his fill of playing with my breasts and touching my upper body. Then he took his hands out and began tentatively touching my thighs. I was dressed very sexily today, especially my legs; the short skirt was sure to arouse sexual fantasies in many men. Seeing that I didn't react, Shishan knew I had given in, and began to use both hands, reaching under my skirt. I should thank my mother for giving me a perfect figure; my legs are neither too thick nor too thin, perfect for wearing skirts, and with my fair and delicate skin, not only men like to look at them, but women also envy them.

Ishiyama lifted me and placed me sideways on his lap, making it easier for him to caress my entire thigh. He lowered his head, gazing at my full mons pubis, his hands roaming over the inside of my legs. I thought I really shouldn't have worn underwear that day; I should have shown him what a beautiful vulva looked like, so I could have seduced this big rock even more thoroughly. Ishiyama kept intentionally or unintentionally touching my sensitive areas, trying to test my reaction. His penis was incredibly hard; I knew his intentions perfectly well. But I thought tonight should end here. I just wanted to stimulate this clumsy boy in front of me, to make him sexually repressed for the night. I kept fantasizing about his burning desire and the agony he felt. I wondered if he masturbated, since he was so honest; if not, he would definitely have a wet dream tonight.

Just as I was imagining all this, Ishiyama finally couldn't hold back any longer. He slipped his fingers inside the side of my underwear, and he had already touched my soft labia. But he wasn't satisfied yet; he wanted to hook my underwear with his fingers and pull it down so he could completely control my vulva.

"You..." I pretended to be very angry and pushed Shishan away. Then I turned around and walked away "sullenly," leaving the big stone sitting helplessly by the basketball court.
As the saying goes, good fortune never comes in pairs, but misfortunes never come singly. As soon as I got back to the dormitory, Xiaolin hurriedly said to me, "Xiaoyan, where did you go? Your mother just called and said she had something urgent to tell you. We can't find you anywhere."
I quickly called home, and on the phone, I received another piece of bad news: my mother was going to remarry.

My story (Part 3)

Although I had known for a while that my mother and father had a bad relationship, it still struck me as strange that my mother would remarry immediately after their divorce. My mother is a very sentimental person and shouldn't do anything to betray my father, even though he treated her badly. However, I think my mother is a mature woman and knows very well what she is doing.

Those days were the hardest to endure. Ajie's departure and the changes in my family made me develop an increasingly strong negative view of men. Men are ungrateful and will eventually leave you. There weren't many boys in my school, but quite a few pursued me, which didn't surprise me at all; I was basically used to it. During this time, I had several boyfriends, but I didn't care about any of them. I felt a kind of vengeful streak towards men. I dated them, but I never let them have my body. If they made sexual advances, I would ruthlessly say
goodbye, leaving them alone to face heartbreak.
Around that time, internet access became available in our dorm. I learned to use OICQ and met a boy named Oasis. I didn't believe in online dating; many of my classmates who did had relationships that ended badly once they met in person. However, Oasis and I resonated deeply. He understood everything I said, as if he could see my feelings through the internet. Moreover, Oasis claimed to be a student at a famous polytechnic university in Guangzhou. Girls in our school always had a natural affinity for boys from that university, so I finally decided to date this boy. After a long online chat, we agreed to meet at a bar.

We arranged to meet on a cool summer night. It had just rained, so the air was pleasantly cool. As a girl, I was quite cautious about meeting a strange boy, so I chose a bar I knew well and was nearby, and invited my friend Xiaolin to come along. It would be good to have someone to look after me. Of course, I didn't want Xiaolin to steal my thunder, so I dressed up nicely and wore my white mini-skirt. Xiaolin didn't know Oasis, but I often mentioned him to her online friend, so she had a certain fondness for him. After a long period of preparation, we happily went out.

Little did we know that a disaster awaited us. I really shouldn't have brought Xiaolin along; I still feel guilty about it to this day. Oasis arrived on time. He made a very good first impression—charming, articulate, and sophisticated—making us completely believe he really was from that university and lowering our guard. We started chatting enthusiastically, but gradually Xiaolin and I felt something was off; we started to feel tired and drowsy. We later suspected that our drinks had been drugged, and afterwards we were like drunkards, our consciousness gradually fading. In my hazy state, I only felt someone helping me out of the bar, and then I knew nothing more.

I don't know how much time passed before my consciousness began to return. Suddenly, I felt a tingling, itchy sensation in my genitals, as if someone was touching my labia. I struggled to open my eyes and found myself in a small room, lying naked on the floor. A man was standing between my legs, fiddling with my genitals with his fingers. I felt both ashamed and angry. I knew I had been tricked by Oasis. I tried to close my legs, but the drug rendered me weak. I tried to get up and fight back, but failed. I looked next to me. Xiaolin was still asleep, also naked, and another man was groping her body.

I didn't know what drug they had put in our drinks, but every time that man touched my genitals, waves of pleasure would surge through me, making me incredibly excited. I felt weak all over, but my nerves were very sensitive, and I could only silently endure it with my eyes open.

"Hey, this chick is really good. Her skin is so smooth, and she has a great figure. It's really hard to find this kind of quality."
The guy probably knew I was awake and became even more excited.
"Narrow and juicy, pink and tender, tsk tsk, I can't hold back anymore, college students are just different." The man started to thrust his hand into my vagina, a strong tingling sensation coming from my vagina, the excitement constantly assaulting my cerebral cortex. "Uh..." A small groan escaped my throat, I felt incredibly ashamed and in pain. The man in front of me looked extremely lewd, he probably looked like a petty thug, or even an uneducated migrant worker. To let such a person play with my sensitive parts at will, and to be so excited, I really regretted waking up so quickly. If I had fallen asleep, if I had known nothing, maybe I would have felt better. "Uh..." That bastard inserted his entire middle finger, all the way in.

"Hehe, little girl, feels good, doesn't it? I'll make you feel like you're in heaven. Your pussy looks so good, it'll be amazing to fuck you. Ahahaha."
He kept teasing me with his words, and even used his fingers to probe and dig inside my vagina. My lust started to get out of control; my body began to heat up, my breasts became firmer, and my nipples protruded. Just then, the door opened, and someone walked in—it was Oasis. I knew I'd been tricked. Oasis was in cahoots with them; he wasn't some college student at all. They were hunting for prey online, and I had just fallen into their trap.

"Boss, you're really something, managing to snag two at once, and they're so good." He said, playing with my clitoris while touching my soft lower abdomen.
“Third brother, I always said female college students these days are so naive and easily fooled, now you believe me?” The eldest brother (who is also my online friend Oasis) walked over, staring at my body, and lewdly said, “I never thought Dream would be such a wanton little slut. All that time I spent online wasn’t wasted. My brothers served you well, didn’t they? Haha.” He then grabbed my nipples with both hands, like a fierce eagle, kneading my breasts. Next, he leaned down and bit my lips, his tongue mercilessly plunging into my mouth. Dream was my online name. I felt so stupid, so brainless, to have believed such a beast. My cherry lips are not easily kissed by men, unless I love him. Up until then, only Ah Jie and I had ever kissed passionately; I never let any of my other boyfriends touch my lips. But this despicable beast, he so easily obtained what many boys dream of. My lust had reached a fever pitch. Two men were wantonly fondling the three most sensitive spots on my body. I had completely lost all sense of shame and fear. Intense excitement surged through my entire body like an electric current, stimulating my cerebral cortex. "Ugh...ugh..." I gasped for breath, my head thrown back, using the last bit of strength I had left under the influence of the drug to lick the eldest man's tongue, sucking his saliva. I had completely forgotten my identity; I only knew that I was a woman, a sexually starved female animal needing a man. My nipples were hard, and my perineum felt wet. I doubted that if I could speak now, I would ask them to fuck me.

"Ah...ah..." I heard Xiaolin's moans. The man who had been playing with Xiaolin couldn't wait any longer and thrust his penis into her body, starting to pump. Xiaolin was a petite girl, only 1.60 meters tall, but her proportions were perfect—big in the right places and small in the right places. Coupled with her lively personality, she was the undisputed cutest girl in our class. I glanced sideways at poor Xiaolin. Under the influence of the drug, she was unusually excited; her face was flushed pink from the heat, making her exceptionally cute. The man roughly grabbed her breasts with both hands, kneeling on his knees, and moved back and forth repeatedly, each time thrusting in deeply and then pulling out. His penis glistened, covered in Xiaolin's vaginal secretions. Xiaolin had a lot of secretions, on her pubic hair and vulva, making her pink labia look particularly beautiful.

"Hey, Second Brother, you're really impatient. Tank and the others haven't even arrived yet, and you've already started," the eldest brother said. "Don't
wait, Boss. Why are they taking so long? I can't take it anymore," the third brother said, pulling down his pants. Having watched Second Brother penetrate Xiaolin, the third brother's penis was already hard. At this point, the eldest brother couldn't hold back any longer; he quickly pulled down his pants. Good heavens, his penis was so thick and dark, much stronger than A-Jie's. I was both shocked and frightened. The third brother was the first to act. He spat twice on his hands, wet his penis, and then picked me up from behind—I knew what he wanted, but I was powerless to resist. I could only let him aim at my anus, and with a forceful thrust, his entire penis, like a spiked club, pierced my rectum. "Ah..." The excruciating pain made me cry out. Ah Jie had never treated me like this before. This scoundrel, after inserting himself, ignored my pain and continued to thrust forcefully. I immediately felt a burning and painful sensation in my buttocks, so painful that I almost fainted. At this moment, the eldest brother also came over, and he entered my vagina from the front in one go. Although his penis was thick and long, because of the effects of the drug, I had a lot of secretions, so I didn't feel any pain. On the contrary, I felt a tingling, numb pleasure. But this pleasure was quickly overwhelmed by the excruciating pain from behind. Two men attacked me from both the front and the back. The leader's claws gripped my thighs, rubbing them repeatedly inside my vagina. My vagina was small, while his penis was large and thick, and with the copious amount of discharge, each thrust made a squeaking sound. These two beasts showed no mercy. The leader's claws clawed wildly at my thighs, while the third man, besides torturing my rectum from behind, grabbed my breasts, pulling and squeezing them, often yanking them apart as if trying to tear them off alive. My body was pinned between the two men, helplessly at their mercy, and I felt incredibly uncomfortable. I even hated God for giving women an anus, making penetration so painful for men. The

most painful moments were the longest; I don't know how much time passed, but the two beasts continued to ravage my body. Suddenly, someone came in. A large man and two other men of similar build to the leaders entered through the door.

"Tank, why are you so late? We've almost finished eating." The second brother, riding on Xiaolin's back, greeted them.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner? Damn it, huh, looks like you're actually having a blast." The guy called Tank stared at me as I was being ravaged by the two men. No, no, I thought to myself, could he join in? It's true what they say, the more you fear the dark, the more likely you are to encounter ghosts; he really had his eye on me. Tank walked up to me, pulled down his pants, and without a word, viciously grabbed my long, beautiful hair, pulled me in one direction, and shoved his penis into my mouth. Tank was even rougher than the other two; his big hand was like an iron clamp, my hair felt like it was being ripped out, the pain was unbearable, and tears streamed down my face. He didn't care about anything else. "Come on, take it in, lick it, that's right, oh, so comfortable, hehe, college students are college students, they're so quick to learn, they learn in no time." I was completely desperate. I obeyed Tank's demands, licking his glans with my tongue, trying my best to excite him. I just wanted them to ejaculate as soon as possible because I was in so much pain. Tank's penis began to harden, and he started thrusting in my mouth. The other two people Tank brought joined the battle of raping Xiaolin. Xiaolin woke up at this time, enduring the inhuman torture of the three people just like me. My consciousness began to blur. I wondered if I was just a machine, a machine for people to release their lust. The waves of pleasure from my vagina, mixed with the excruciating pain in my buttocks and hair, made my mind go blank. In front of me was Tank's swollen penis covered in pubic hair, covered in my saliva, moving back and forth. I could only breathe hard to keep myself alive and was completely at their mercy.

In my daze, I heard them talking.
"You're really something, Shitbug, managing to snag two college girls, and such hot ones at that." "Oh
, not at all. I thought only one would take the bait, but two came at once. Otherwise, you
wouldn't have gotten a turn tonight." "Haha, Shitbug, you'd better work harder in the future. Remember to call me if you get anything good."
I wondered if time had frozen. Three bayonet-like penises were thrusting and rubbing against three different places on my body for a long time. I felt like I was about to give up. Suddenly, a hope arose in my mind—a hope that I would be fucked to death by them, so that my suffering would end quickly. "Oh..." The third one behind me finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated inside my rectum. Then the eldest brother pressed his little brother tightly against the end of my vagina, and a stream of hot semen sprayed onto my cervix. Tank was the most despicable when he ejaculated. He deliberately pinched my nose, like when my mother fed me medicine when I was little, and while I was breathing, he shot a large gush of thick semen into my mouth. I choked and swallowed all of his semen. A foul, fishy smell almost made me vomit. By then, the drug's effects were gradually wearing off, and my strength was starting to return. I struggled to support myself with my hands, kneeling on the ground. I was exhausted, but I dared not sit down. I was worried that my buttocks might have been torn open by the third brother, because it hurt terribly there. I looked down and saw that my chest and thighs were covered in nail marks. These beasts had tortured me until I was covered in wounds. My back also ached terribly; it must have been the third brother's teeth that were responsible. I thought these men probably hadn't had sex in a long time; their semen was thick and plentiful, constantly flowing from my buttocks and vaginal opening, a sticky mess. Xiaolin had already been tortured into unconsciousness. I envied Xiaolin for being able to endure this terrible night without feeling anything. The three guys who had just penetrated Xiaolin also ejaculated. The two groups were eager to switch positions. Tank, the eldest brother, and the third brother pounced on Xiaolin without hesitation, while the second brother and the two who arrived later came over together. I was terrified. My body was covered in wounds, my bones felt like they were falling apart, and every inch of my skin was groaning.

"Hehe, this body is hot," they lewdly laughed, pushing me to the ground. "No, please, I can't take it anymore..." Although I knew it was useless, I still begged. A penis was shoved into my mouth. "Serve the master well, or you'll be sorry." The other two men searched and grabbed all over my body. I couldn't remember how many times my vagina had been dug out, or how many men's penises had performed oral sex on me. Even when they got tired, they didn't stop us, continuing to give us sex drugs to increase their libido. That night was particularly long. Xiaolin and I became sex slaves to those six beasts. It couldn't even be called intercourse; they just took turns injecting semen into our mouths, vaginas, and rectums. I'm not a Christian, but I suspect those six might be demons from hell. If God really exists, where is he...?

I feel it's a miracle that Xiaolin and I survived. After they abused us, they even took nude photos of us before leaving.
"Xiaolin, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I dragged you into this." I hugged Xiaolin, and we both cried. "Let's call the police and let those six demons get the punishment they deserve." "No, please." Xiaolin looked at me crying. "Xiaoyan, I beg you, please don't call the police! Don't let anyone else know about this. If Mingzai finds out I was raped, he'll definitely leave me. Xiaoyan, I beg you, I love Mingzai so much, I can't live without him."

Mingzai is Xiaolin's boyfriend. I looked at Xiaolin, her petite body covered in scratches, glistening with semen, looking so pitiful. The thought that I was the one who asked her to come last night pierced my heart. I'm the one who hurt her. How could I refuse her request? "Okay, I promise you. I'm sorry, Xiaolin, I'm so sorry." "No, Xiaoyan, I came here of my own volition. We'll always be best friends. Let's pretend tonight never happened and forget about it." We hugged each other and cried for a long time before getting dressed and leaving. Only then did we realize that we were in an abandoned house in the suburbs. As soon as we got back to school, we took a shower like crazy, trying to wash away the devil's filthy semen. But this wasn't the end of it. The six men searched our bags, took our ID cards, copied our information, and even took nude photos of us. I had a bad feeling that they would come back for us, but I didn't expect them to come back so soon...
My Story (Part 4)

When we girls chat together, we often talk about Chaoshan people. We always say that Chaoshan girls are virtuous and Chaoshan boys are chauvinistic. This is most evident in Xiaolin and Mingzai.
Xiaolin loves Mingzai very much, to the point that she is willing to entrust her whole life to him. Mingzai, however, seemed indifferent to all of this, as if Xiaolin's actions were simply her duty.
Less than a week later, Xiaolin and I received a letter from those six beasts containing nude photos they had forcibly taken of us, along with a message demanding our obedience or they would publish the photos at our school.
My first reaction upon seeing this letter, addressed to both Xiaolin and me, was anger. These beasts hadn't just violated us; they were pushing their luck, trying to turn us into their sex toys. "Let's call the police," I said to Xiaolin. "They've walked right into our trap, sending all the evidence. Perfect." "No, don't do that," Xiaolin pleaded, "We can't call the police. If we do, this will get out." "Xiaolin, you can't do this. They'll definitely push their luck. They won't let us go," I said. "No, no. I know what the consequences will be, but I really can't let Mingzai know about this. I can't lose him. Xiaoyan, I beg you, please don't call the police. I'll bear all the consequences myself." Xiaoyan grabbed my hand, sobbing uncontrollably. Watching Xiaolin's tears stream down her delicate face, she looked both pitiful and pathetic. She was so foolish, so incredibly foolish. It was all my fault. I shouldn't have asked her to come with me that night. Just thinking about it made my heart ache like it was being pricked by needles. What could I do in response to her desperate pleas? I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her against my chest. We were both speechless—why did such a terrible thing have to happen to us? I've always been strong-willed; I hate being manipulated. I would never do what those scumbags told me to do. But I couldn't protect Xiaolin. I was helpless.

That letter told us to go to a certain mountain on Thursday night; it was obvious what they wanted. Xiaolin asked me to keep this a secret; she plans to go alone to satisfy those beasts. If Mingzai asks, just say she went to a relative's house. Alas, poor child, what can I say? If I believed in God, I could pray for her before she leaves.

I decided to follow her that night—it was the only thing I could do. If she was in any danger, I could call the police immediately. Xiaolin was dressed very plainly that night, inconspicuous in the crowd. I didn't take the same bus as her; I had read the letter and knew where she was going. After several transfers, the area became increasingly remote. I felt a little uneasy; after all, I was a girl, venturing out alone, so I was extra careful.

Xiaolin remained within my sight. I didn't want her to worry, so I didn't tell her I was following. It was already quite dark, and Xiaolin's petite figure walking alone in the night made her seem helpless. My biggest fear was being discovered by those men, so I kept a close eye on my surroundings and maintained a proper distance from Xiaolin. As we climbed the mountain, my heart pounded faster and faster; I believed Xiaolin was just as nervous as I was. Finally, I saw several figures ahead—it was them, those heartless, cold-blooded animals. There were six of them, no more, no less; I would recognize them even if they were ashes—their appearance fueled my rage. For safety's sake, I first found a hiding place and observed them from a distance. I saw the six men talk to Xiaolin for a while, then lead her into the grove of bushes ahead. I had to find a way to get closer. Under the cover of darkness and the grass, I slowly made my way to the grove. I could already hear them talking. The men were also very careful, constantly looking around. I found a spot with particularly dense grass and quietly observed them.

I saw Xiaolin, under their direction, begin to undress, throwing her clothes one by one onto the grass, revealing her snow-white skin. She took off her top first, then her pants, and finally her bra and panties. Soon, her beautiful body was fully exposed to everyone. "Good, hehe, quite obedient." One of the guys couldn't wait to rape Xiaolin. Xiaolin suddenly knelt before them, pleading, "I beg you, don't hurt me, don't leave any marks on me, I don't want anyone to know." "Then let's see if you'll listen," one of the men said, pulling out his penis, grabbing Xiaolin's hair, and shoving it into her mouth. "Give me some pleasure first, haha." The others lewdly approached Xiaolin, groping her body. It was too dark on the mountain; I couldn't tell who was who. Some were fondling Xiaolin's breasts, others were inserting their fingers into her vagina. Xiaolin, like an obedient child, knelt with her legs spread, performing oral sex on the man in front as instructed. After a few minutes, the man in front, probably already erect, moved to the back and penetrated Xiaolin from behind. Another man immediately took his place, demanding oral sex from Xiaolin. Xiaolin obediently continued to suck the other man's penis and began to move. Aside from a few soft moans during penetration, the scene didn't resemble gang rape at all; it looked more like six men and one woman indulging in debauchery in the wild. But I knew Xiaolin must be incredibly distressed. Xiaolin was a very traditional girl. During her freshman year of college, she twisted her ankle in PE class, so badly she could barely walk. The boys in our class offered to carry her to the hospital, but she refused, preferring to hobble there with me. It wasn't until she started dating Mingzai that she allowed him to touch her body. This chaste girl was now being coerced by six vile men, who were wantonly violating every inch of her skin, every girl's private parts. I felt as if I could truly understand Xiaolin's feelings. I held my switched-off phone. I knew that if I dialed the police, I could bring these beasts to justice, but I also knew Xiaolin wouldn't want me to do that. I could almost see her crying and begging me. My heart was filled with conflict, and I could only watch helplessly as my friend was ravaged. Just then, the man thrusting into Xiaolin from behind let out a satisfied groan; he had clearly ejaculated inside her. He pulled out his limp penis and continued to fondle Xiaolin's body with his hands. The man in front immediately took his place. The third man then inserted his penis into Xiaolin's mouth. They took turns like this, but they didn't seem as fierce as the previous night, causing Xiaolin no horrific harm, nor did they penetrate her anus. Perhaps seeing that only one of them had come, they guessed I might be the strong-willed type and were afraid that going too far would anger me and cause me to call the police. Therefore, they agreed to Xiaolin's request, satisfying their lust and then ceasing their brutality.

Time passed slowly, and all six of them ejaculated inside Xiaolin. Then they made her lie on the grass and continued the new round of cycles. Xiaolin looked exhausted, but still mechanically followed their instructions. Her petite body was like a toy, played with at will by six men. Finally, the six beasts ejaculated a second time inside Xiaolin, venting their lust, before dressing and leaving, leaving the exhausted Xiaolin alone on the grass. I didn't leave until I saw Xiaolin get up and dress herself.

I went back to my dorm first, and Xiaolin returned shortly after. As soon as she saw me, she buried her face in my arms and sobbed. "It hurts so much here," she pointed to her genitals, "They gang-raped me, sob... sob... they're not human." I held Xiaolin; I knew I was the only one she could confide in now. Xiaolin cried for a while, then busied herself finding clothes to shower. She had a date with Mingzai that night.

And so, Xiaolin endured the torment of those six devils, just to keep Mingzai from finding out. Every time, I followed her, worried that something might happen to her. Every time Xiaolin came back, she would come to me crying, and then she would go to Mingzai's dormitory. She would frantically demand that Mingzai have sex with her, hoping to heal her emotional and physical wounds. But those six lecherous men gradually became bolder, frequently injuring Xiaolin's vagina and body. Xiaolin could only silently endure it. Once she was injured, she dared not show her body to Mingzai. She never dared to call the police, and she could only swallow the bitter consequences herself.

Although Xiaolin and I did a good job of keeping it a secret, the truth eventually came out, and Mingzai seemed to have some suspicions. One night, Xiaolin and her two roommates had to attend an elective class, and I was reading alone in the dormitory when I heard a knock on the door. When I opened it, it was Mingzai. Our school's dormitories are different from other schools; girls can come and go as they please.

"Please sit down, what's up?" I greeted him.
“Xiaoyan, I want to ask you something. I feel like Xiaolin has changed a lot lately.”
“Oh? What’s wrong? Is she throwing a tantrum?” I asked with a smile.
“She keeps rejecting me lately. We haven’t had sex in ages,” Mingzai bluntly told me.
“You’re a boy, you should know how to be considerate of girls, be more gentlemanly.”
“But she wasn’t like this before. She’s rejected me so many times. I… I’m having a hard time, you know that.”
I felt rather disgusted by Mingzai’s way of speaking. There are far more girls than boys at our school, so the boys are spoiled rotten. Schools with more boys have tons of virgins after four years, and they don’t even complain about being sexually repressed. People like Mingzai, rejected by their girlfriends once or twice, are complaining about sexual repression. It’s really ridiculous. But I knew very well why Xiaolin rejected Mingzai, so I swallowed my words. “There’s always a reason why a girl doesn’t want to do it. You should learn to be more considerate.”

“I really want to do it tonight, but Xiaolin won’t let me.” As he spoke, Mingzai deliberately moved closer to me, and his hands started to wander, slowly reaching behind me, trying to touch my back.
I really couldn’t believe that the boys in our school were so rude; they were practically scoundrels. “I’m sorry, I’m alone in the dorm. I don’t think it’s appropriate for us to stay in the same room for too long. I need to study. Please leave.” I said coldly to him. After all, he was Xiaolin’s boyfriend, and I didn’t want to have a falling out with him.

“I’m sorry, I… I acted impulsively. Maybe it’s because Xiaolin and I haven’t… been together for so long.” Seeing my firm attitude, Mingzai hurriedly apologized and got up to walk towards the door.
Mentioning Xiaolin felt like reopening a wound in my heart; I would never forget the indirect harm I had caused her. "Wait a minute," I blurted out, even surprising myself. At that moment, I had a thought that later astonished me: I hoped to compensate for the trauma I had caused Xiaolin, hoping to stabilize her relationship by satisfying her boyfriend—a ridiculous idea. "Close the door, hurry, they finish class at 9:30," I continued.

Mingzai seemed completely bewildered by my 180-degree turn, but he was more concerned that I had agreed. He certainly wouldn't know what I was really thinking; he probably just assumed that I was actually quite willing, that although I appeared cold on the outside, I actually craved it deep down.

"I have one more request: you have to use a condom," I said.
"Good sister, you don't know, I'm allergic to condoms, the doctor said I can't use them."
This cunning guy, you could tell from his impatient look that he'd been eyeing my body for a long time. Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that he was Xiaolin's boyfriend, I wouldn't deign to have sex with such a sleazy man. I usually don't wear a bra to bed, it's more comfortable that way, no feeling of restriction. So when I took off my pajamas, my entire white upper body was completely exposed to Mingzai's eyes. Mingzai was really stunned at that moment. We girls are pretty casual in the dormitory, it's easy to see other people's breasts when changing clothes. My fair breasts are often the envy of my roommates, let alone a big guy like Mingzai. So I could clearly feel his excitement when he saw my naked upper body. He seemed to want to grab my breasts immediately, and reached out to touch me before I finished taking off my clothes. I ignored him and continued to take off my pajama pants and underwear one by one. Mingzai, panting heavily, caressed my body. I wondered if he acted like this when he made love with Xiaolin. He was like an old hunter admiring his beloved rifle, sniffing and stroking every inch of my skin. He kissed my breasts, spread my legs, and used his hands to pry open my labia and examine my vulva. I figured my incomparable figure must be a topic of conversation among the boys, and Mingzai could certainly boast about it to his cronies. Mingzai's caressing technique wasn't very sophisticated; he just groped my body randomly with his hands. I didn't have much affection for him, so apart from a slight physiological reaction to his stimulation of my sensitive areas, I didn't experience much pleasure. In contrast, Mingzai was much more excited; his penis was already hard when he took off his pants. He grabbed me, wanting to kiss my lips, but no way! I turned my head away, and he didn't care. He started kissing my face and neck indiscriminately. He moved his body as much as possible, pressing his chest tightly against mine, rubbing my breasts between his and mine. His legs rubbed against my thighs incessantly, increasing his pleasure. I felt his penis getting hot and harder. He finally couldn't hold back any longer and thrust it all the way into my vagina.

"Mmm..." he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. My vagina was very elastic, like that of a young girl just starting puberty. Judging from his satisfied expression, he must have been enjoying it immensely. He grabbed my breasts, knelt on both knees, and his penis thrust in and out of my vagina repeatedly. Now I just wanted him to ejaculate quickly. After all, this was the dormitory, and if the school found out, I would be expelled. Besides, it wouldn't be good if the three girls skipped class after their electives and saw this. I secretly tightened my vagina with each thrust, wrapping his penis tightly to increase his pleasure. Unexpectedly, Mingzai was also someone who had been to the hospital. On the surface, he seemed very excited, but he just wouldn't ejaculate. "Mmm... oh..." he groaned while enjoying himself, and I could also hear the sound of Mingzai's penis moving in and out of my vagina. After a while, Mingzai gestured for me to turn over and lie face down so he could enter me from behind. So I turned over and knelt, supporting myself on the bed with my hands. Mingzai then penetrated my vagina from behind, thrusting his penis in and out while simultaneously grabbing and playing with my nipples from behind. I hadn't expected Mingzai to have such creative tricks up his sleeve; it seemed Xiaolin was quite good at training her boyfriend.

After a while, Mingzai finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated deep inside my vagina. Satisfied, he got dressed and left. I took a shower and continued reading, acting as if nothing had happened. I didn't even tell Xiaolin. They were quite surprised when they came back that night, saying I had actually read novels all night without going out—how obedient!

Xiaolin continued to keep her appointments on time, serving as the sexual outlet for those six lecherous men. Gradually, I got used to it and stopped stalking her. Xiaolin willingly endured such humiliation for Mingzai, being gang-raped dozens of times within a semester. However, evil has its retribution. Those beasts were eventually arrested by the police for other crimes, so this incident was exposed, and the devils finally got what they deserved. The worst off was Xiaolin, because the exposure of this incident gave Mingzai an excuse to dump her and find someone else.

The second semester of my freshman year was a nightmare for me. I originally thought that I could go home for summer vacation to change my luck, but who knew that good fortune never comes in pairs, and misfortune never comes alone. Another misfortune was waiting for me at home.

My story (5)

I rarely went home, so I never had the chance to ask my mother about her relationship with my father. Until my mother remarried. I went home, but not for long, and met my new father once. To be honest, I didn't like my new father at all. I always called him "Uncle". I don't know how long my mother had known him. She chose him right after her divorce, but since my mother chose him, she must have her reasons. He must have something she loved about him.

After my mother remarried, our family moved to Shenzhen with my uncle. Summer vacation arrived, and all my classmates happily went home, but I felt uneasy. It was my first time going home and living with my uncle as a family for an extended period, and I felt strange, like a bottle of mixed flavor had been spilled, leaving me unsure of what to feel. Since it was summer vacation, I deliberately wore a newly bought short skirt home, hoping to put on a good mood. The skirt was new; I had thrown away my old, sexy dress after it led to my being gang-raped while meeting someone I met online, and bought this more understated short skirt instead. The skirt and top were still separate.

Going home used to feel familiar, but this time it felt like going home to strangers. There was no sweetness between Ah Jie and me, no childhood fun, no sound of my parents arguing. The only thing I knew about my uncle was that he was quite wealthy; we had a nice apartment in Shenzhen.

When I arrived home, I rang the doorbell. "Ding-dong," it rang only once before someone opened the door.
"Uncle..." I hadn't expected it to be him, and the word "Uncle" came out stiffly.
"Oh, Xiaoyan, you're back! Come in quickly." My uncle greeted me warmly and even helped me with my luggage. He had the typical build of a middle-aged man, and his expression was that of a worldly businessman. For some reason, I'd never really liked his appearance. I couldn't explain why; maybe it was just a girl's feeling.

He helped me carry my luggage into the room, and that's when I realized my mother wasn't home. She was probably out. It was just my uncle and me in the house. Although he was my mother's husband and my stepfather, it was still just the two of us, and a slight unease crept into my heart.

"Here, Xiaoyan, have some water. You must be thirsty and tired after almost two hours on the road." My uncle poured me a glass of water very kindly.
"Ah... thank you." I felt very awkward. I felt like I wasn't in my own house, but rather like a guest. I sat on the sofa in the living room, next to my uncle, and chatted with him awkwardly.
I hoped my thoughts were wrong. I didn't want to believe my new stepfather was a pervert because I felt my uncle's hand around my waist. I tried to convince myself it was just him being friendly. However, things always seem to go against my wishes. My uncle seemed to be getting closer and closer, and his hand tightened. "Xiao Yan, you're so pretty. You must have a lot of boys chasing after you at school, right?" My uncle started scanning my breasts with his eyes. For the first time, I fully understood the saying that a gaze can be intimidating. "No, not really. At school, everyone is mainly focused on studying, and we don't really think about these things." I brushed him off, mentally calculating how to escape this predicament. The soundproofing in this new house was excellent; you couldn't hear anyone shouting inside. My uncle was also quite burly, and subduing me would be a piece of cake. Therefore, I had to wait for an opportunity—either escape the house or hide in my room. To make matters worse,

my uncle seemed to realize this too. His left hand tightened around me, and his right hand began to prepare for action. In my panic, I didn't care about anything else: "Uncle, don't do this..." I tried to stand up and break free, but I failed and he pushed me back onto the sofa. "Don't do this, hehe, this is the first time we've met, even though you're not my biological daughter, I'll still love you very much." My uncle's true colors were beginning to show.

I never imagined I'd be harassed in my own home, but it really happened. I saw that devil's hand—that devil's hand trying to reach for my chest. I was held by his other hand, making it difficult to move, so I could only use my hands to defend myself. I just hoped I could hold out a little longer until my mother came back. However, I fell for his trap. My uncle used a feint, and while I was busy protecting my chest, he quickly reached his right hand down to my lower abdomen, slipped it inside my underwear, and touched my clitoris. Suddenly caught off guard, I instinctively squeezed my legs together, but it was too late. My uncle was a real pro. Just as I squeezed my legs together, I felt something hard slide into my vagina. It was his finger, which very quickly and deeply penetrated my not-so-wet vulva.

"Ah..." "Uncle...no..."
"Hehe, young girls are different, much tighter than your mother, so elastic." "
My uncle freely moved his fingers inside my vagina, sometimes rubbing against the vaginal walls, sometimes teasing my clitoris, making me feel numb, itchy, and tingling all over, almost giving me goosebumps. What's worse, whenever I tried to push him away, he would use the tip of his long fingernail to scrape my vaginal walls hard, making me scream in pain. Scorpio girls' genitals are particularly prone to injury. The first time I had sex with A-Jie, my vulva was injured, bleeding for almost a week. Since then, I've been extra careful with my vulva. After several attempts, I was afraid he would hurt my vagina, so I stopped resisting and let him caress my private parts, that soft, warm place, that beautiful yet fragile place. Seeing that I had surrendered, he said with great satisfaction, 'Good girl, that's a good girl.'" "As he spoke, with practiced ease, he unhooked my bra from behind through my shirt, then ripped off my clothes, exposing my entire upper body naked. 'Tsk tsk, a young girl's breasts are just different.' He vigorously kneaded my breasts with one hand, rolling them like two dough balls. 'So soft,' he exclaimed. After kneading them enough, he buried his head in my chest, opened his blood-red mouth, and bit one of the breasts. His mouth couldn't completely cover the breast, so he used his teeth, licked it with his tongue, and sucked it with his lips—he used every method he could.

After playing with my breasts, he ordered me to take off all my clothes from my lower body. I pleaded with him in an almost desperate tone, 'Don't rape me, Mom will be back soon... oh...' Before I could finish, he used that cruel trick again, slicing my vagina. I don't know how long his fingernails were, but they seemed to be..." A knife hidden inside my body could cut my flesh off at any moment. With tears in my eyes, I stripped myself completely naked. My mature 20-year-old body was fully exposed to this lecherous old man. He threw my clothes far away, but instead of raping me, he gently played with my vagina. He pressed his face against my smooth thighs, gently probing and teasing my clitoris with his fingers. His skillful techniques aroused a strong physical response. I couldn't see my genitals, but I could clearly feel a surge of energy within me. A warm current flowed down my vagina, and I guessed he could see the discharge at the opening. My body temperature started to rise; I knew this was a sign of sexual arousal. But I couldn't suppress it, under the skilled teasing of such an experienced man. My nipples began to protrude, and my vulva began to bloom.

That old lecher probably sensed the time was right. He pulled his hand away, pressed me down on the sofa, and then, sitting me in case I resisted, began to undress. I was pinned down, unable to move, and with my body burning with heat and weakness, my vagina wet and itchy, I could only watch helplessly as he stripped naked. He started rubbing his penis against my body. It was already quite hard. He clamped it between my thighs, like during sex, and began rubbing it up and down. His body was heavy; his broad chest flattened my breasts, and his potbelly, though not large, still felt noticeably compressed in my lower abdomen. He rubbed his penis until it was hard and thick, then spread my legs and thrust in. My vagina was genuinely injured by his fingernails; I felt obvious pain as soon as he entered. But all the groans of pain only increased the pleasure for this lecherous man.

"Hoo...so tight, so comfortable, nothing like your mother." He seemed to read my mind. I didn't want him to mention my mother and me like that. I never dreamed I'd be raped by my mother's man, never dreamed my mother and I would be played with by the same man. But he insisted on comparing me to my mother, making pronouncements as he fucked me. The intense shame made me feel incredibly miserable.

"Squeak...squeak..." My vagina, holding his penis, made a pleasurable sound, but to me it was only humiliation, utter humiliation. I could only close my eyes and silently endure it; I didn't want to think about anything. My uncle's penis was thrusting in and out, rubbing against my vagina. His body pressed tightly against me, his beard tickling my pink neck. My whole body was occupied by this man, and pleasure surged through my cerebral cortex. I hated myself; I couldn't help but moan. The excitement from my lower body, chest, and neck made me writhe uncontrollably. These writhing movements intensified the friction, making my sexual excitement even greater. My groin was already soaking wet. I could clearly feel my uncle's penis sliding in and out of my vagina. I felt like I had been pushed to the peak of pleasure; I was about to lose control. My fingers were uncontrollably scratching wildly on the sofa, my legs were bent and clamped around my uncle's buttocks. My will was being conquered by my highly active senses.

"Squeak...squeak...squeak..." My uncle's thrusting became faster and faster, and the fluids from my vagina grew thicker, making the friction stronger and the sounds louder. My uncle started panting, his breaths ringing in my ear. He nibbled along my neck, kissing my face. His weight almost made it hard for me to breathe. His mouth reached my face, and I completely lost control. I actually kissed him—I never kiss people I don't love, but I had lost the ability to think. Like a traveler in the desert thirsting for water, my tongue intertwined with my uncle's, and I was sucking on his saliva. An electric shock-like sensation overwhelmed me, and I couldn't suppress my excitement. Shame, ethics—everything was thrown to the back of my mind.

My uncle stopped thrusting and sat up. My body was still in a state of high arousal, my heart pounding, I was panting, and a little sweaty. I lay there, savoring everything that had just happened. Suddenly, my uncle turned me around face down, and before I could react, he penetrated my vagina from behind. I was going crazy! My God, my uncle hadn't even ejaculated yet; he had just changed positions and continued to have sex with me from behind.

"Squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak..." My flower buds began to sing again. I was completely conquered by my uncle. Wave after wave of orgasms washed over me, and I began to move back and forth in rhythm, contracting my vagina as much as possible to increase the friction. His penis was like a long syringe, pulling and pushing, each time draining my nectar clean, the almost solidified fluids on my body being covered again with fresh nectar. My labia were fully open, like a blooming flower, showing off its beauty. My uncle's two large hands were not idle either, grabbing my two balls from behind, like grasping the handle of a toy, manipulating the toy onto his penis. I even forgot about time; apart from the incomparably intense pleasure, everything else had no meaning for me. I think I had entered a multidimensional space mentioned in high school physics; I had left the world that originally belonged to me.

Hua Rui finally stopped singing. My uncle grabbed my breast and pressed it tightly against his body. He groaned, and a wave of heat surged towards my cervix like a thousand horses galloping. I didn't resist at all; on the contrary, I tried my best to let my uncle ejaculate deeper, and closed my eyes to savor that brief moment of pleasure...

I don't remember how exhausted my uncle was after ejaculating, collapsing onto me, nor how he dressed and left me alone in the living room. I only remember that after he ejaculated, I savored the moment for a long time before my excited nerves cooled down. When I regained my senses, I felt incredibly ashamed and heartbroken, and I cried in the bathroom.

Later, I learned from talking to my mother that my biological father had gambled away a lot of money and owed loan sharks a lot of money, abandoning my mother and me. It was my current uncle who paid off the debts. My mother said he wasn't a very good person, but because he was the only one who could help us out of our predicament—otherwise, loan sharks would do anything for money—and because he was good to my mother, my mother decided to be with him. My mother told me not to get too close to my uncle and to avoid being alone with him as much as possible. But it was too late.

I didn't tell my mother about it because she was already suffering enough, and I didn't want to add to her sadness and worries. I didn't call the police either. First, it would break up the family again. Second, my uncle is very cunning. He helped my mother pay off her debts by transferring the debt to himself, which meant that my mother and I owed him money, giving him leverage over us. Third, he has some influence; it's said he's well-connected in both the legitimate and underworld circles, and we couldn't fight him.

Since then, I've been very careful. I usually only dare to shower at home when he's not around. However, it's always hard to guard against a thief within your own family. That summer, he still raped me many times, each time leaving me half-dead. What's worse, he was my source of income for college, so controlling me was incredibly easy for him. Once, he intercepted me on the street and took me to the house of one of his cronies. The three men gang-raped me all night, and I could only swallow my grievances. I'm beautiful, but my life has been so miserable. The men I encountered were all bad. Back then, I truly hated men, even hated myself. Why did I have to be beautiful, constantly becoming the target of men's desires? My mother was beautiful when she was young—and she still is now. But, beautiful women, our fates are often filled with suffering.
My Story (VI)

That summer was a nightmare for me. I didn't want to go home, so I always went to my best friend's house. My mother's concern for me dwindled. After remarrying, she was preoccupied with stock trading. Seeing how much other classmates' mothers cared for their daughters, I often felt lonely and lost. Plus, my mother married a lecherous old man, and the concept of home gradually became blurred in my mind.

That old lecher rarely cared about his family; all he did was fool around outside. My mother knew some of what he was doing, but neither she nor I could fight him. We could only turn a blind eye, especially me. It was already a miracle that I could protect myself.

One evening, I was walking home from my best friend Xiaoying's house. Xiaoying was one of my roommates, and she and I had become very close ever since Xiaolin moved in. On my way home, I happened to see that old pervert's car. My first instinct was to avoid him, but he had already seen me and screeched to a halt next to me.

"Xiaoyan, walking alone so late, are you going home? Uncle will give you a ride," he said, getting out of his car and greeting me with a grin.

"No, no need, I'll take a taxi myself," I said. He seemed to have had a few drinks, and besides, I was always wary of his ill-intentioned invitations.

"Hey, don't be so polite, we're practically family," Uncle said, pulling me towards him. I didn't want to argue with him on the street, so I reluctantly declined, saying I could take a taxi myself. Unexpectedly, there were two other people in his car, also quite drunk, who got out and helped me as well. I wasn't as strong as them, and they shoved me into the back seat.

“It’s much faster by car,” my uncle continued driving, while his two friends sat on either side of me, reeking of alcohol, introducing themselves and talking about how close they were to my uncle. But I couldn’t hear a word they were saying. I was terrified. I couldn’t understand how I had been so easily dragged into their car. My uncle was driving drunk, and now he was being held hostage by three men. His friends probably weren’t good people either.

Although the journey home wasn’t far, the two drunkards couldn’t contain themselves and kept trying to grope me. They kept touching me intentionally or unintentionally. One of them was taller than the other. The taller one had one hand on my shoulder, as if we were old friends, while his other hand was looking for openings. I tried my best to protect my chest with both hands, but he still frequently touched my breasts. The shorter man kept putting his hands on my thighs. Luckily, I was wearing jeans that day; if I had been wearing a skirt, it would have been impossible to defend myself against such an attack from both sides.

Hearing from my uncle that the two of them were coming over to our house made me even more frightened, as if I had a bad feeling. Home is never a safe place for me; I was raped by my uncle in my own home before.

Although it wasn't too late, there weren't many people on the street, especially upstairs; city dwellers were all staying home watching TV. I was practically dragged into the house. My mother had gone to a friend's house all day and hadn't returned yet. It was so late, and I was alone with three grown men. I knew I was in deep trouble; I had to find a way to escape.

However, the three of them were watching me intently, as if they could read my mind. As soon as I entered the house, my uncle took out some alcohol from the refrigerator and continued drinking, even asking me to drink with them. I reluctantly drank some as a formality.

"Xiao Yan, which room is yours? Show me around." The tall, burly man grabbed me and insisted on taking me to my room. Before I could even speak, my uncle offered, "I'll take you there." So the three of them forcibly dragged me into my room. They were all terribly drunk. As soon as they entered, my uncle locked the door from the inside. I regretted not escaping sooner; things had come to this point, and now there was no way to run away. The three beasts began to reveal their true colors. The tall, burly man shoved me onto the bed, his face contorted with malice, and said, "Take off your clothes!"

He looked particularly fierce, like a killer from a TV show. "Hurry up!" he yelled at me. I was terrified and obediently took off my clothes myself. Outerwear, trousers, underwear, and panties—I endured the humiliation and took them off one by one. Perhaps because he had been drinking, he was very excited. I had only just taken off my trousers when he complained that I was taking them too slowly. He simply pounced on me and quickly ripped off my panties and bra, leaving only my naked, beautiful body. Immediately afterward, he impatiently pounced on me, his breath reeking of alcohol, and began kissing and groping me indiscriminately.

"Haha, good, today we can see Old Mo perform his special skills." My uncle said smugly, picking up all the clothes I had taken off and throwing them aside, then he and the short man watched. Old Mo was undoubtedly an expert. He rubbed my nipples with just the right amount of pressure, gently licking my neck with his tongue. His technique was perfect. Although I hated the smell of alcohol on his breath, his caresses still aroused me. His hands roamed over every part of my body, from my long hair to my cheeks, neck, breasts, back, then my not-too-large but round and protruding buttocks, then my genitals, thighs, calves—he didn't miss a single part. He touched me while stimulating my neck and cheeks with his lips and tongue. His perfectly timed caresses and kisses gave me a provocative stimulation all over my body, yet I knew very well that I was being raped, and I wasn't doing it willingly. He stimulated me, while he himself stripped naked. He was clearly excited; his penis was erect, as if showing off to me. But he wasn't in a hurry to penetrate me; instead, he began to give me oral sex. This was the first time a man had given me oral sex, and I never imagined the sensation could be so intense and wonderful. His tongue was very skillful, first moving around my perineum, parting my labia minora, then teasing my clitoris, like a little worm rubbing against the entrance of my vagina. I felt hot all over, my vagina slippery, as if a warm current was flowing through my body, and the excitement made me moan joyfully.

After the oral sex, Lao Mo started to get real. He knelt down, aimed his long, thick penis at my vaginal opening, and with a little force, I felt a swelling in my lower body as his entire penis entered me.

"Ouch!" He thrust in all the way, as if trying to push his thing into my uterus. He didn't rush to thrust, but instead forcefully pressed his penis all the way down, then twisted his waist, creating a slight friction between his glans and my cervix. "Oh...no...don't do this..." He aroused me intensely, and I pleaded. He not only ignored me, but his movements became increasingly forceful, pressing his glans deeper and deeper before he began to thrust. His penis wasn't short, and each time he pulled it out as far as possible before inserting it deeply, increasing friction. He was very skilled at it; one out of every few thrusts was a full, forceful penetration. I had never been done like this before, and he instantly aroused me. His thrusting speed increased because of my internal secretions... At first, it became easier with each thrust. My vagina felt like a syringe coated in Vaseline, his penis plunging in and out repeatedly, making a squeaking sound. He lay on top of me like a toad, his hands squeezing my buttocks, his chest muscles pressing against my breasts, his teeth biting my earlobe, panting with the smell of alcohol, maximizing his contact with my body. With his thrusting, I felt increasingly excited, forgetting that I was being raped; pleasure mixed with humiliation left me speechless.

This guy's sexual prowess was definitely no less than my uncle's; his thrusts became more rapid, but completely... There was no sign of him about to ejaculate. My vaginal discharge was so abundant it overflowed, dripping down, and I felt even my anus was soaked. At that moment, I felt myself reaching orgasm; the pleasure spread rapidly throughout my body, becoming uncontrollable. I breathed heavily and moaned. "Xiao Yan, you're so beautiful, oh..." he whispered in my ear as he continued, "You're quite seductive, reaching orgasm so quickly. Hehe..."

Meanwhile, my uncle and the short man nearby were also enjoying the spectacle. "You're really something, Lao Mo, " "Haha!" They were overjoyed watching me and the tall man make love.

Old Mo continued thrusting rapidly, and I was completely conquered by him. The pleasure drove me crazy, making me forget everything. Suddenly, I heard the sound of the door closing outside, followed by someone entering the room. It must be Mom coming back. What would she do if she knew her own daughter was being violated? I didn't dare think about the consequences, and I didn't know if I should let her know. If she knew, she would be very sad. However, whether I wanted her to know or not, Mom had already noticed. She started knocking on my door:

"Xiao Yan, are you in there?"
"Mom, I'm here." Hearing Mom's voice, I couldn't help but cry out in grievance, "I'm in my room."

"Open the door quickly!" Bang, bang, bang, the knocking became rapid and loud. Mom must have noticed what was happening here.

However, the door was locked. My uncle seemed to be drunk and yelled from inside, "What's all the noise about! This is none of your business." "

Zhengxiong, please don't do this! Please, open the door!" I heard my mother crying anxiously outside the door.

"Fine, you want to see, right? Then I'll let you see as much as you want." My uncle seemed a little impatient. He opened the door and pulled my mother in.

"Mom!" I couldn't help but cry, "Ouch! No!" When Lao Mo saw my mother enter the room, he deliberately started thrusting rapidly, the quick friction intensifying my pleasure once again. My

mother was stunned by the scene before her. There were three men in the room, one of whom was violently having sex with me. I saw my mother try to help me, but my uncle stopped her. "If you want to watch, then watch properly, don't cause trouble! Are you satisfied now? Didn't you want to come in and watch?"

"Please, please don't treat Xiaoyan like this, she's still young..." My mother knelt helplessly in front of my uncle.

"She's not young anymore, look, isn't she enjoying it? We haven't abused her at all." The short man spoke, reeking of alcohol. "Like mother, like daughter, the mother who can give birth to such a beautiful daughter must be no less." That beast even dared to make suggestive remarks to my mother.

I completely lost control of my will, and Lao Mo's thrusting made me wet. My mother would be heartbroken if she saw me like this. But what I didn't expect was that my uncle not only abused the friend I had given him, but he also didn't spare my mother. He lewdly said to my mother, "How is it, enjoying the show so much, do you want to join your daughter's ranks too?" "Perfect, originally there were three people in one hole, it took too long, now there are more holes to relieve the pressure." "The short man immediately chimed in. "Hehe, bear, you wouldn't mind letting me fuck one of your wives, would you?" "Next time, let me fuck your wife, and it'll be fine." The two beasts were talking.

"Let me go, you beast!" That was my mother's voice. I saw the short man try to get rough with her, and my mother struggled desperately. My uncle also helped, but my mother was no match for the two men. My uncle forced her to kneel by the bed, her upper body pressed against the bed, her legs kneeling on the floor.

"Zhengxiong, do you still consider me your wife?" my mother pleaded with her last effort.

"Forget it, your daughter is so old and only married me now, it's all because I'm rich." My uncle said, tearing at my mother's clothes along with the short man. Soon, my mother was naked, just like me."Haha, mother and daughter together, so satisfying!" The short man, his face flushed, pulled down his pants and impatiently thrust his already hard penis into my mother's body from behind. My mother's face was turned towards me, and I could clearly see her expression. My mother clenched her teeth, not uttering a sound as the man had sex with her. She closed her eyes and silently endured it, unwilling to meet my gaze. Watching my mother's smooth body being ravaged by the short man, while I myself was being penetrated by the tall man until I experienced multiple orgasms, I suddenly felt so sorry for my mother and me, as if we had both become sex slaves to men. Finally, Old Mo thrust his penis all the way in, and I felt his penis throbbing inside my vagina, waves of heat surging against my cervix, creating intense pleasure. He ejaculated. After ejaculating, Lao Mo thrust his still-soft penis in and out of my body a few more times before reluctantly pulling it out of my wet vagina. But he still held me down, preventing me from moving, and called to the short man, "Lao Xie, come here and ejaculate, it feels better here."

Old Xie quickly pulled his penis out of my mother's vagina and pounced on me. I noticed that there wasn't much discharge on his penis; it was slightly white.

This was a night of extreme humiliation for my mother and me. The short man took over from the tall man and continued to rape me, thrusting and ejaculating inside my vagina. My uncle was third; he warmed up inside my mother first, having sex with her until his penis was hard, and then, after the short man ejaculated, he took over for me. The three drunken, savage men continued to violate my mother and me in this way, taking turns ejaculating into my vagina until they were too exhausted to continue. I had completely lost all sexual pleasure. Because I had been violated so many times, apart from a particularly sore back, I felt no excitement during the subsequent intercourse. I felt like a machine for people to release their lust.

They left before dawn the next day, leaving my mother and me to weep bitterly. It was truly a terrible night. My mother finally decided to get a divorce again. No matter how difficult it is, she will never rely on a man financially again. My daughter and I decided to live on our own.

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