Four against one

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Xuanxuan is twenty-two years old this year. It happened about two years ago. To be honest, I have quite a bit of sexual experience, and I'm pretty open about sex. Frankly, sometimes I fantasize about being raped or gang-raped to satisfy my sexual desires, but I never dared to even think about it in person. Unexpectedly, it actually happened to me. At that time, I was still a student, the semester had just ended, and I wanted to relax and have some fun.

So, I accepted an invitation from a friend I'd been chatting with online for a while to go singing and have some fun.

I love singing, so I quickly agreed.

At the appointed time, I dressed up like a hot girl, as they requested, wearing a spaghetti strap top, a short skirt, and thigh-high stockings. I was very confident that I was a hot girl.

Although I'm not tall, only 158cm, I'm very slim, only 45kg, and although my bust size is only 32, I'm a C cup.

I went to the date full of excitement, little did I know I was about to experience an unforgettable memory. I arrived at the agreed-upon location and got into the car of my online friend who was supposed to pick me up. When we arrived at our destination, I was a little shocked – it was a motel!

I hesitated for a moment and asked what was wrong. He replied that all the private rooms were full and he couldn't book a room, so we had to stay here. It was a Friday night, and I was already in the car, so it was hard to say anything. I just had to bite the bullet and go in.

When I got to the room, I looked around and saw four guys, and I was the only girl.

At first, I felt really uncomfortable, especially since I hadn't met any of them before, which made me a little scared and embarrassed.

Soon after I sat down, they all started talking to me enthusiastically and offering me drinks. After a few drinks, I started to adjust and started singing and playing along.

But I knew I wasn't a big drinker; I don't usually drink much. However, these guys were really good at it, and they got me to drink quite a bit.

Fueled by the alcohol and the wild atmosphere, I ended up dancing along with them in front of the screen.

While they were dancing, the four of them would take turns getting close to me. Honestly, in such a wild atmosphere, holding hands or putting your arm around my waist wasn't a big deal.

Before I knew it, they were all getting closer and closer, almost within arm's reach of each of them.

Slowly, one of the boys in front of me put his hands on my shoulders, and I felt someone behind me, hugging my waist from behind.

I was practically sandwiched between them, and the hands behind me weren't really hugging, but rather caressing my stomach. The guy in front of me kept staring at my chest.

I was a little drunk then, so I didn't resist, and perhaps because of that, they became more and more aggressive.

Gradually, the guy behind me moved his hand to my buttocks, and the guy in front of me even started touching my breasts.

At this point, I tried to pull away, but I couldn't move. I'm not very strong to begin with, and with the alcohol, I really couldn't get away from those two.

At that moment, I started to panic and became more alert. Perhaps the other two saw it too, because they joined in.

I was right in the middle of the four of them, completely unable to move. I could only feel many hands touching me—my breasts, my buttocks, my thighs. I really wanted to get away, but I couldn't. I started to get scared, and they seemed completely oblivious to my fear, touching me as they pleased.

Suddenly, I felt the person behind me put their hand inside my skirt and touch my genitals. When I tried to cover myself, my clothes were pulled down, bra and all, exposing my entire chest. I screamed instantly.

Surprisingly, they didn't react to my scream at all. They just gripped me tighter and their touching became more intense.

I felt my breasts being constantly violated, my skirt was completely lifted up, and they were touching and kissing my entire body at will.

Tears streamed down my face. This wasn't what I had imagined; it was terrifying. There was absolutely no room to resist; I was just being played with at will.

I didn't dare think about what would happen next; my mind was blank, and tears streamed down my face.

They didn't seem to care about me at all. Although I kept begging them to stop, they seemed not to hear me.

I could only watch as they touched me like that, devouring me like hungry wolves, licking all over my body. It was the first time so many hands and mouths had touched me, and I felt only fear.

Slowly, my underwear was taken off, and I could only close my eyes in fear, letting them play with me. I could feel my breasts being squeezed, my nipples being sucked, and my vagina being constantly penetrated by fingers.

I don't know how long this went on, but then I heard someone say, "Damn, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to have sex with you!" I didn't even have time to react when I heard that.

I was pushed against the wall, pressed down against it, and he grabbed my waist. In the instant I cried out, "No!", he thrust into me hard.

I screamed at the same time, and I kept struggling, but because there were other people holding me down, I couldn't break free at all.

I could only be relentlessly penetrated from behind by him. Tears streamed down my face as I tried to struggle, but it was no use.

I slowly realized that I was really done for. After all, we were in a motel, and no one could hear me if I cried for help. My subconscious had to admit that I was about to be gang-raped. It was completely different from what I had imagined. Now, I only felt despair. This man was pressing me down and relentlessly thrusting into me from behind. He was really strong and relentlessly thrusting.

Before long, I felt him thrusting hard into me, and then suddenly he hit the very end. That feeling terrified me again, and I screamed again. He had ejaculated inside me!

I heard him say, as if he was breathing heavily, "Oh? That feels good! Quick, it's your turn!" Then I was pulled onto the bed. They made me lie down on the bed, and two of them pressed me down while a third person spread my legs. Maybe I really couldn't do anything about it. I thought I really couldn't escape, so I had no choice but to not resist too much, because being pressed down like that really hurt.

I could only close my eyes tightly, trying to endure this hellish time. The second man on top of me, of course, didn't hold back, thrusting into me violently, saying, "Oh? That feels good, I rarely get to have such a great girl!" I kept my eyes closed, being relentlessly penetrated. Of course, the men holding me down weren't so kind either. Seeing my resistance weaken, they started kissing, licking, and touching me.

With my eyes closed, I could only feel myself being constantly penetrated, my body, my breasts being licked, kissed, and touched.

After a while, I felt something on my face, on my lips. My immediate reaction was that someone had put their penis on my face, playing with my lips.

They clearly wanted me to suck it. I kept my mouth tightly shut, trying to push it away. I'd already been violated; stop torturing me like this. Perhaps knowing I didn't want to open my mouth, he gave up immediately.

He continued kissing my body and touching my breasts. This time, it seemed to last longer, and I was powerless to resist, only able to let them play with every part of my body at will.

I gradually stopped resisting completely, letting him do as he pleased, letting others touch me. Slowly, I felt the boy's speed increasing.

After a while of vigorous thrusting, he stopped inside me again.

Oh my god!! Another ejaculation inside me. Maybe it was really intense. When he stopped, I was panting too. After all, being forced like this repeatedly had really exhausted me. I kept my eyes tightly closed, and I could barely hear what they were saying. I just felt that another person was about to have sex with me.

I don't know if it was because I gave up resisting and relaxed a little, but at the moment of the third penetration, I actually let out a soft moan.

I was suddenly dumbfounded by my own reaction. I actually felt something!

The third guy's penis was obviously bigger, at least compared to my past experiences, it was really bigger.

But I couldn't understand myself. How could I feel something in this situation? As he slowly thrust in and out, coupled with the kisses and playfulness of the people next to me, I unconsciously began to feel my breathing become labored with each thrust. When the third guy started slowly penetrating me, it seemed that because there were still people playing with my body, I was getting more and more aroused.

And this feeling was getting stronger and stronger. I didn't know what was happening to me. I couldn't believe that I was like this.

Gradually, besides my breathing matching his thrusts, I felt myself becoming increasingly breathless. It seemed they noticed too; this guy's thrusts were slower, but because they were so large, I felt like my private parts were completely filled. I began to feel his in-and-out movements.

By this time, I was covered in saliva, but my body's reaction was even stronger. I didn't want to admit it, but I was starting to get excited.

I only heard them say, "This woman's starting to enjoy it, huh? So horny!" Hearing this, I felt incredibly resentful, but I was indeed starting to enjoy being on top.

Slowly, I felt that while I was being on top, someone was playing with my body, kissing me, and touching me—it was so exciting. I didn't even understand what was happening to me.

As the guy's movements on me became faster and faster, I became more and more excited. My suppressed moans began to occasionally escape my lips, but the more I endured, the more intense the sensation became. With their ministrations, my feelings kept intensifying.

Finally, at the moment the guy ejaculated inside me, in those few seconds of intense penetration, I actually orgasmed.

I simply couldn't imagine how I could have an orgasm when I was being gang-raped.

I could feel the guy's penis still trembling inside me as he ejaculated, and I was panting.

I slowly opened my eyes and watched them move on to the next guy. Seeing this, watching the next guy on top of me, I suddenly felt a strange excitement.

Suddenly, I wanted him to play with me too. As I thought this, I also asked myself, am I really this lewd?

Of course, he didn't hold back and started to do it to me. I started moaning, and the rested guys started coming up to me again. I started to like this feeling. After

this guy did it to me for a while, he flipped me over and made me lie face down. Then he started to do it to me from behind. As I rolled over and lay face down, another man sat in front of me, making me lie on his lap, and my face was facing his penis. Being done to me from behind, this position really excited me.

Previously, I had only seen actresses like this in porn, being penetrated from behind while sucking a penis in the mouth—it was incredibly lewd. At that moment, I felt a strong urge to be that lewd myself. As the guy in front of me pressed my head down, I instinctively started sucking his penis.

Experiencing being penetrated from behind while having a penis in my mouth for the first time was strangely exciting. I started to take it seriously, feeling like a completely wanton slut in heat, having abandoned everything and only wanting to be played with.

I kept sucking, feeling like the people penetrating and touching me from behind had changed. I didn't know how many people had touched me.

I just wanted to keep enjoying being touched, played with, and fucked until the penis I was sucking ejaculated in my mouth, giving him a blowjob. Only then did I regain some clarity. During this time, I think I had another orgasm. Although I didn't understand why I felt this way, I was incredibly excited and enjoying the feeling.

It seemed that my cooperation made them even more excited, as if I was even more outrageous than the porn actresses. At that moment, I couldn't control myself.

I had become their sex slave. Gradually, I cooperated with everything they needed. From then on, I was almost constantly being penetrated, and my mouth was almost never still. I really don't know where I got the strength.

Normally, my mouth would get sore after just ten minutes of oral sex. Maybe it was the atmosphere that made me truly lose myself. I don't even remember how many times I was fucked. I think I gave them oral sex two or three times. I was just like that, their toy, constantly being fucked. Later, they took me from the bed to the toilet, and from the toilet to the bathroom. I was played with like that for over four hours.

I don't know why I was so excited during my first gang rape, and I couldn't even count how many times I orgasmed.

After I was completely satisfied by them, I went home. When I thought about it, I still couldn't find the answer.

Although my genitals were chafed and my body ached afterwards, the images from that time still lingered in my mind, making me even more confused about myself. That feeling of being gang-raped and waiting to be conquered seemed to be branded into my heart, filled with resentment, yet so real, leaving me unsure how to face myself.

That feeling of being completely manipulated...

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