I raped her that night.

The following is an extraordinary experience I had a long time ago. What often surprises me is that
these things, long past, remain vividly in my mind. Although the ending wasn't pleasant,
whenever I think about the passionate sexual encounter, my penis involuntarily becomes erect.

At that time, I had been married for two years. My wife was the same age as me; we had known each other since childhood and
played together. Due to financial reasons, we didn't want children yet. My wife was a rather conservative
woman, and our sexual intercourse was always the same: first, I would put on a condom, then
insert my penis into her vagina, thrusting in and out properly, and then ejaculate properly, shooting into the condom
.

But privately, I always had this thought: I desperately wanted to have
sex with a young, beautiful girl, innocent on the outside but wanton on the inside, and to ejaculate without that damned condom
, letting my semen shoot unhindered deep into the girl's young vagina. Or perhaps I'd have her suck my penis,
and then, just before ejaculating, pull it out of her wet, red mouth and spray it all over her face!

I work in an office building during the day and do a part-time job as a security guard and toll collector at a 24-hour parking lot in a busy area at night. I'm
planning to save up some money for a down payment on a house. It was a hot night, and around
one o'clock, the number of cars entering and leaving the parking lot noticeably decreased. After two o'clock, even the nearby
karaoke bar closed, and the area was practically deathly silent. I yawned, preparing to patrol the parking lot
and then find a place to sneak off for a nap; working two jobs was just too tiring. But

when I reached a corner, my wonderful sleep plan was completely shattered.

A girl in a short skirt stood there, and although she was holding onto a car with one hand,
her body was still swaying like a leaf in the wind. She was clearly under the influence of hallucinogenic drugs,
or perhaps she had been given a lot of alcohol. Her figure was curvaceous, her skirt so short it barely covered her alluring
round buttocks; a slight breeze would surely reveal her panties.

My heart pounded. I carefully observed my surroundings—no one. Of course
, no one. At this hour, everyone was asleep. Who would be wandering around? Except for prostitutes, perverts, or
these naive underage girls waiting to be violated. They thought wandering around at night, not
going home all night, was fun. After being violated and raped, they became a little more sensible.

My duty was to make them a little more sensible! I slowly, steadily walked over. She heard
my footsteps, turned her head to look at me, her body still swaying unsteadily.

I tried to put on a friendly smile; it wasn't easy. I knew I was in
a state of heightened arousal. My lips were twitching as I tried to force a smile, and my face
probably didn't look much better. If there were a mirror, I fear I would see a
face distorted and ugly by lust.

Calm down, don't scare her away. I felt like a predator, cautiously approaching its plump
prey. Good heavens, her face looked so innocent! If it weren't for
the pair of breasts swaying wildly under her thin t-shirt (no bra, I'm sure), and that short skirt that almost revealed half her buttocks, I
might have had a one in ten thousand chance of letting her go!

"Hey! What are you doing hiding here in the middle of the night! Stealing something?"

I knew I had every right to grab her like a chick. And this little girl
was reeking of alcohol, completely dazed. In other words, I could do whatever I wanted to her, even rape her
alive? Thinking about this, my desire intensified.

"I...I need to find a place to pee...They're all gone...leaving me all alone...I didn't steal anything
..." she murmured, her words indistinct. Meanwhile, her body continued to sway unsteadily; her eyelids
drooped, her eyes half-closed. When I approached her, she leaned against me.

"I...I...I...fuck!...I can't even stand up!...I didn't steal anything..." she continued
, her words indistinct, adding profanities freely.

I wondered what she had to offer. But since she was using profanity, I wouldn't hold back. I stopped
arguing, grabbed one of her arms with one hand, and with the other, squeezed and caressed her small breasts roughly
. She didn't resist much; perhaps she didn't realize I actually wanted to rape her, but instead thought I was searching her
for a thief!

I touched her breasts through her t-shirt for over ten seconds, then slipped my hand under it,
my palm directly touching her soft, smooth breasts. I touched them like that for a while longer, then switched hands and touched her
other breast.

The girl finally realized my interest wasn't necessarily about finding stolen goods, and she giggled.

"Why are you touching my breasts?... Hehe... No..."

I remained silent, but after touching the girl's breasts, my breathing had become
very heavy and rapid. And my penis was already quite erect. The girl's breasts
were very elastic; that fresh, firm feeling was incomparable to my wife's breasts. Besides, because I had to
work two jobs, I hadn't slept with my wife in a long time—meaning, I hadn't had sex in a long time.

I suddenly thought it best to ask her how old she was.

"How old are you?"

Another chuckle rang out, smugly: "Fifteen."

"Huh? Only fifteen? Damn!" I was startled and hesitated. Offending a fifteen-year-old girl—that
's a crime!

"Then why are you running around in the street at this hour? And reeking of alcohol?"

"Shh, don't be so loud, I sneaked into that disco." She put a little finger to
her lips, silencing me.

Her finger was like a tender scallion; I couldn't resist leaning in and taking her finger in my mouth...
A flurry of sucking. She giggled again, perhaps ticklish, and quickly pulled her fingers
out of my mouth. So I lowered my head to kiss her, sticking out my tongue to lick her lips. She probably liked sweets;
besides the taste of alcohol, I tasted the sweetness of her lips.

"Come here! Let me see if you've stolen anything!"

I half-carried, half-dragged her to the other side of the car, a more secluded corner. If a car
passed by, as long as we didn't make a sound, we wouldn't be discovered.

"Hey! You... what do you want to do?" she stammered, her voice very indistinct, her resistance
very weak and powerless.

I reached out and, through her skirt, touched her vulva. She recoiled and cried out,
"Hey!... No, you can't touch me here!"

"Squat down." I pressed her shoulders down, making her squat in front of me.

"What do you want me to do?" She looked up at me innocently.

I started to unzip my pants: "I want you to try this."

My hand reached into my pants and pulled them open, and my penis suddenly sprang out like a venomous snake. In the dim
light, it stood erect, looking like a predatory predator.

I leaned in, my penis pointing directly at her half-open, trembling mouth.

"No! It stinks! I don't want to taste this."

"Open your mouth and take it! Or I'll arrest you!"

She was clearly afraid I would take her to the police station, because after hearing me threaten her like that, she reached out
and grabbed my penis, glaring at me hatefully, as she slowly shoved it into her
mouth.

"Lick it with your tongue, lick the head."
She did as I said, her tongue licking up and down along my penis, like licking an ice cream
. I quickly lost control, and I forcefully thrust my penis into her throat, while my hand reached into her
t-shirt and caressed her breasts. Her mouth was stuffed full of the enormous penis, and she couldn't speak.

When I squeezed her bright red nipples harder, she could only shake her head in protest, her eyes watery
, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks. This was too stimulating for me—playing with such
a young girl with such a beautiful figure!

I knew I would ejaculate soon. This made me pull my hand away from her breasts and grab
her hair instead. Then I pulled her head towards me, pressing it tightly between my legs, while thrusting my
hips forward as much as possible. I felt my glans being tightly constricted; I guessed my penis was deep into her throat
. At that moment, I couldn't hold back any longer, and I began to ejaculate.

Suddenly, her head jerked violently from side to side, trying to break free from my tight embrace. I think my semen choked her.
Reluctantly, I released my grip on her hair. She quickly tilted her head back, coughing
and gasping for breath, letting me ejaculate the rest of my semen onto her face.

"Ugh..." she cried.

But I wasn't done playing with her yet. I pulled her up, turned her around, and pinned her against the back of the car. Now her toes
were off the ground, and she lay there like an octopus, crying pitifully. A flesh-colored thong
was visible on her buttocks. I reached over and touched her vulva. This made her
resist again. She kicked her white thighs back forcefully, kicking off her five-inch platform shoes.

I lifted her skirt and pulled it up to her waist, testing the elasticity of her thong. Her
panties were really small, but not the kind children wear. Frankly, they were meant to seduce men.
I initially wanted to rip them off, but her movements seemed to lessen, so I pulled
them down to her ankles, grabbed one of her feet, and pulled them off. I was too lazy to help her
take them off again; it wasn't necessary. I just let the panties wrap around her other ankle.

I couldn't believe it, because my penis became hard again in a short time. I unbuckled my belt
and ripped off my uniform trousers and underwear together. My penis immediately sprang out,
throbbing. I admit I'd never been able to get an erection so quickly before; a young girl's body is just
too alluring and arousing.

This teenage girl, bent over at the back of the car, her skirt lifted to her waist, her buttocks
appearing dazzlingly white in the darkness, smooth and elastic to the touch. But
I had no patience and didn't want to waste any more time admiring her. I approached her body, spread her legs
, and rubbed my penis back and forth against her vaginal opening, trying to penetrate her.

She started moaning and twisting her hips to protest my penetration.

But it was no use. My penis was now very hard, just like before when I hadn't ejaculated in her cute little
mouth at all. I held her buttocks with both hands, and although her vagina was tight, I slowly inserted
myself. When I finally pushed my entire penis in, she screamed, her whole body
stiffening as if she wouldn't move. I imagined her eyes bulging out from the penetration
.

I hugged her tightly from behind and began thrusting in and out of her vagina.

Slowly, she began to moan softly, her thighs automatically spreading as wide as possible.
I wondered if she was a virgin, but her vagina was certainly tight enough.

Nowadays, many girls like the one I'm raping from behind aren't virgins anymore! Playing with
such a young and beautiful girl, even if she's not a virgin, makes me even less restrained
! This thought is incredibly arousing. Although her vagina is already wet, it still grips my
penis tightly—it's so tight! With each thrust, the connection between our genitals
makes a rhythmic "squeak, squeak" sound.

As I thrust, I greedily fondle and knead her young body. I play with
her firm, perky breasts the most. Finally, I inserted a finger into her anus. Immediately, she…
Her vagina gripped my penis with an unprecedented tightness.

"Ah...help...woo..." she cried out.

I quickened my pace, pressed down on her buttocks, and thrust forcefully dozens more times until I was deeply inside her. I
lay motionless on top of her, and amidst waves of tingling sensation, I ejaculated
deep inside her.

"Ah...no...don't ejaculate inside...I'll get pregnant..."

She felt me ejaculating! She begged me not to ejaculate inside her, but it was no use; it was too
late. I had already ejaculated inside her. The feeling was very different from wearing a condom, especially since the person
I was having sex with was a teenage girl, and I had almost forced myself on her; it felt like rape.

I wiped my penis with her panties and helped her down. She immediately pulled down her skirt, which was draped over her stomach
, to cover her vulva, which I had violated. She bent down to pick up her panties from the floor, found some platform shoes
to put on, and then asked me in a low voice, "Where's the toilet?"

When she came out of the restroom, her hair was still a bit messy, but it was
much better than when her face was covered in semen. I didn't even know if she was wearing her panties anymore. Only now did I start to feel scared.
I had thought she was so drunk that she wouldn't even know who did it to her, but now it seemed she was sober. So when
she asked me for 100 yuan for a taxi, I readily gave her 200.

After raping the girl, I was worried she would call the police, but my worries were unnecessary.
I was the one who should have called the police. That morning, I discovered that two luxury cars had been stolen from the parking lot! Facing
my roaring boss, I felt like I had just woken up from a dream. No wonder that girl, so young, was wearing
such sexy flesh-colored panties—wasn't she clearly trying to seduce me?

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