Female college student's rape diary

A Female College Student's Rape Diary (True Story)

This story happened when I was a sophomore in college, and even now, thinking about it makes my heart race. I remember that summer was incredibly hot, and the weather in the south is always humid and muggy. Even though the blazing sun had long since set, the heat was still intense. The girls in our performing arts department were all very clean. Every day before dinner, we would shower in the college bathroom, thoroughly cleansing ourselves and then applying all sorts of skincare products. I only used a little floral water; I especially loved the cool feeling. However, because I was the most beautiful girl in the college, wherever I went, boys would crane their necks to admire my fragrance. Later, I earned an elegant title: the Cool Beauty. My stunning beauty made many boys feel inferior; they would only cast fiery glances at my retreating figure after I passed by.

I felt as if I were burning with a flame, so dazzling that they couldn't open their eyes. I secretly rejoiced that I was born a woman, grateful to heaven for bestowing upon me such exceptional beauty. Behind our campus stands a majestic and beautiful mountain, a paradise for lovers, where newlyweds would linger until late. The mountain is covered in dense forests, lush green grass, and babbling brooks, shrouded in mist and clouds—an elegant and serene environment. My boyfriend and I often strolled hand-in-hand amidst its beauty, lost in dreams of a vibrant future. But I never imagined that the most humiliating experience of my life would unfold in this picturesque setting.

That day, after class, I walked briskly out of the towering teaching building as usual. An unusual color drew my gaze westward to the horizon, where the setting sun cast a blood-red glow upon the earth. I had a premonition that something extraordinary was about to happen. I shouldn't have argued with my boyfriend, and in a fit of pique, I climbed the mountain alone. Ming was supposed to come find me, but he was held up by other matters. Night fell silently, and I stood alone on the mountaintop, gazing at the moonlit night and the countless stars.

Below, the neon streetlights of the city began to illuminate the city, merging with the lights of countless homes, and my heart slowly brightened: What a beautiful night! My heart fluttered, and I drifted into a reverie, completely forgetting the passage of time. It wasn't until the midnight breeze swept over me, ruffling my long hair and letting the chill creep into my thin shirt that I realized I was alone. I glanced at my watch; it was midnight. I felt a little guilty for being so impulsive. I was only wearing a strapless dress. During the day, my bare, slender arms would have accentuated my graceful figure, but now they felt chilly. Luckily, I had a pink silk cardigan with me. I took it out and put it on. The thin silk fabric brushed against my shoulders, the cool touch making my heart flutter. I sighed softly to myself, "Sigh, I should go back. He must be very worried right now!"

I stood up, straightened my long skirt which had become slightly wrinkled from sitting, and slowly walked down the path I had come from. The tall, straight trees of the day now stood like eerie, dark figures on both sides of the path, and the chill emanating from the depths of the forest seeped straight into my heart. A shiver ran through me, and I instinctively hugged my forearms in fear. A long skirt and high heels are not suitable for hiking. My ankles quickly became tired and numb, and the hem of my skirt kept obstructing my view downhill. I had no choice but to gently lift the hem of my skirt and take each step with difficulty, like a Japanese soldier checking for landmines in a movie. As I cautiously rounded the mountain stream, a pair of strong arms suddenly grabbed me from behind, around the waist. A tall figure leaped out in front of me, pressing a towel with a pungent odor to my mouth and nose. Caught off guard, I opened my eyes wide in terror and gasped for breath. The potent sedative successfully penetrated my body, and my consciousness immediately blurred. The dark figure in front of me and everything before me began to ripple like water. The lewd laughter that had been ringing in my ears seemed to fade away and disappear, and I suddenly felt completely powerless, slowly collapsing to the ground. There

were three men who had robbed me. They carried me down the mountain, shoved me into a car, and sped off recklessly towards the outskirts. When I woke up, it was too late. It was pitch black outside; the neon lights of the city were gone, and all I could hear was the screeching of the wheels on the ground. Inside the car, I was lying on my back on the laps of two men, enduring the wanton humiliation of four arms on my body. I saw that my coat had been pulled down to my elbows, revealing my snow-white shoulders. The dress I wore underneath was tight and thin, cool and comfortable during the day, showing off my alluring, satin-like figure, but now touching it felt as real as touching my own skin. Under the strong effects of the drug, I felt weak all over, and the two men's wanton defilement of my body gradually filled me with unbearable shame. Later, the car drove into a secluded forest, and the car began to shake violently. The dense weeds rustled against the car doors, and my heart tightened—I knew we had entered the depths of the forest.

As soon as the car stopped, I was dragged out and thrown onto the grass. Two men pounced on me and pinned me to the ground, forcibly positioning me on my back. Each of them held one of my wrists tightly to the ground, and my long, flowing hair cascaded down my shoulders. My earring hit a small stone beside my head, jingling softly. The cool grass brushed against my neck, and a tall figure swiftly straddled my slender waist. I stared at the man on top of me in terror, unsure of his intentions. I saw his burning gaze hungrily fixed on my chest. His large hands quickly reached my neck and ripped open my pink coat. I clearly heard the buttons being torn off one after another. He simply pulled the ripped coat out from under me and tossed it far away.

My green dress underneath was a tight-fitting corset, and the lying position made my already full breasts even more prominent. A wave of panic washed over me. My instinct to cover my chest made me want to use my hands, but they were firmly held down. For the first time, my usually proud, graceful, and alluring figure was unwillingly displayed to someone else. I saw his bloodshot eyes staring blankly at my firm breasts, his mouth agape. He finally swallowed hard, then I heard him click his tongue in admiration: "Truly a beauty! Looks like we're going to be living the high life tonight!" I didn't understand what he was saying, but then I saw his large hands reach down to my chin again, grabbing the bodice of my dress and twisting it. A sharp, ripping sound filled the air, and a cool sensation washed over me—he had ripped my dress in half from top to bottom, exposing my milky-white, high-set bra and tight panties to the three men.

"Ah, no!" I cried out, my shock and fear turning into intense humiliation. I saw him reach out again, "Let's see what you look like naked," he said with a lewd grin. "No!" "Please!" "No!" I struggled and screamed desperately, my legs kicking behind him, but nothing could stop his further assault. In the summer night forest, perhaps only the various nameless trees could hear my voice.

By the time I was forcibly stripped naked, the effects of the drug and the struggle had left me exhausted. Watching the man on top of me tremble as he began to undress, I suddenly realized that my beautiful face and alluring figure had aroused his intense primal lust, especially since I was naked. He quickly stripped himself completely naked; his dark skin and bulging muscles, gleaming in the moonlight, told me he was a strong man. His strong masculine aura was overwhelming, and being so close to a robust man naked made my heart flutter. But then, I suddenly saw his erect, throbbing penis, held high like a rooster's head, surveying me—his prey about to be conquered. This was the first time I, nearing twenty, had seen a mature male penis, and a terrifying word flashed through my mind: a huge cock! My gaze immediately averted from that thing, my face flushed with shame. I realized what was about to happen! He was all prepared to force me to have sex with him using his penis! I had heard that a man's penis would become hard and thick before intercourse, but seeing his bulging veins still terrified me.

I knew that once it entered my body, I would lose my virginity. But how could I so innocently hand over my pure virginity to a man I didn't even know? I cried and begged him, "Please, no, please!" He leered at me and said, "Don't want what? Don't want my thing? I'll let you taste what it's like to be a real woman soon!" I knew my pleas were useless; he would still forcefully insert that thing into my body. I could only desperately cry for help and kick my legs to resist his violation, but my resistance only fueled his desire. His buttocks, which were straddling my hips, gradually moved down, sliding over my thighs, and finally sat heavily on my knees. Now my legs were subdued, and my whole body was under their control. All my strength was only manifested in the slight lifting of my hips and the gentle swaying of my breasts, while my shouts only made my chest rise and fall more noticeably. Helplessly, I stopped crying for help and bit my lip tightly.

I saw the moonlight illuminating his dark back, while beneath him lay my own fair, jade-like body! Our naked bodies, one dark, one white, one rough and strong, one smooth and delicate, formed a stark contrast. What a terrible mistake my beautiful, graceful figure had made! Every alluring inch of my body foreshadowed the painful torment to come. Sure enough, the man on top of me began to breathe heavily. At first, he was captivated by my body, momentarily forgetting what he was doing. "Truly a beauty!" I heard him exclaim. "I've never seen such a beautiful woman naked before. It's been a week since I've had any, so tonight I'll give you everything!" I knew what he was going to do, but I was powerless. I could only watch as he raised his buttocks, his hands sliding down my legs, forcefully grabbing my ankles and spreading them apart.

"Ah!" I screamed, trying to close my legs, but he forced his strong knees between mine, then pushed me apart like an umbrella opening. He played with my legs, placing them on either side of his rounded waist, making it impossible for me to close them again. My private area was now completely exposed to the gaze of three strange men. His large hand immediately pressed against my clitoris, covered in soft, sparse pubic hair, stroking it in circles. I could feel his hand trembling with excitement. I heard him say, "You don't have much pubic hair, but it's shiny, smooth, and soft. When we get going, you'll feel even more stimulated than I do!" I couldn't bear this deeper shame; tears streamed down my face.

Oh God, someone help me! Ming, come save me! Come save me! My heart cried out repeatedly. And the man on top of me leaned down terrifyingly! How could my smooth, clean body resist his brutal assault? His thick upper body, like a giant axe, chopped apart my jade-like, slender legs, his upper body already touching mine. He first pressed his firm chest against my flat stomach, one large hand grasping my breasts, which had never been touched by a man before, and savagely kneading them, ignoring my pain. My soft breasts humiliatingly changed shape under his ravaging. His other hand guided his thick, erect penis to the juncture of my legs. His knee pressed hard against the base of my thighs, lifting my thighs off the ground, my legs helplessly stretching into the air.

I stared numbly as he kept his head down, fiddling with something. Then, I suddenly felt a hot, hard lump of flesh pressing against the entrance of my vagina. I knew what it was, and I knew what it meant once it entered my body, but I was powerless. I remembered a line from a book: "Man is the butcher, I am the fish on the chopping block." Now I could only let him do as he pleased. But I was so worried, how could my narrow, tender vagina accommodate his enormous penis!

He carefully parted my delicate labia with two fingers, slowly inserting his hard, burning glans. Waves of pain made me suffer unbearably. I knew he had begun to force me into what was called sexual intercourse. Between husband and wife, it's called sex, but for me, an unmarried female college student, it was rape, being forcibly violated by his huge penis. I clearly felt his penis forcefully pushing in, wantonly exploring my virginity. In a daze, I only heard him say, "Still a virgin!" My heart jumped into my throat. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding wildly. I knew his glans had touched my hymen, the symbol of my pure virginity! —The final moment of my virginity had arrived.

Then I heard another man say, "Of course, such a rare beauty wouldn't be easily taken by ordinary mortals." "Hahahaha," "Hehehehe," lewd laughter enveloped me. The man on top of me carefully aimed and positioned himself, then gripped my shoulders tightly with both hands. He looked up at me with lustful eyes and said, "Let my big cock deflower you, while you're still a virgin. What do you have to say?" The intrusion of his thick glans had already made me grit my teeth in pain. Being naked and exposed to the lewd gazes of three men, what could I say amidst shame and pain? Ah, I never imagined that my pure virginity wouldn't be willingly offered to my beloved man on our wedding night, on a soft, warm bed, but instead, in the desolate wilderness, on a cold, grassy field, I would be helplessly and cruelly raped by a stranger! My virginity was about to end, but I never imagined it would end like this.

The intense pain was unbearable. I could only plead with him in my heart, "Slow down, slow down!" I was already at his gates. If his glans moved forward just a little more, I would, I would— Just then, I heard one of the men next to me say, "Brother always goes all the way in one go. I wonder if this beauty can handle it?" Another man said, "How could she not? Boss's thing will definitely make her feel incredibly good!" I was filled with shame. Their constant teasing was no better than just raping me right away. I heard the man on top of me grinding his teeth. I knew he was about to lose control. He stared at me and said with difficulty, "Whether you can take it or not, we'll talk about it when you become a young woman!" With a powerful thrust of his thick, round waist, he rammed into me. The force of the impact was too much for my dry, tight vagina to resist. My whole body was thrown backward. His thick, large penis irresistibly broke through my hymen and went all the way in. My vagina was immediately filled with a swollen penis. "Ahhh—" I screamed, tears streaming down my face. It was not only the pain but also the heartbreak. I knew I had lost my virginity forever.

After taking my virginity, the man pressed his thick penis deep into my vagina. It was huge, and he didn't move for a while. His hands were still tightly gripping my shoulders, and his hairy chest was roughly pressing against my breasts. I saw him tilting his head back, his eyes tightly closed, swallowing excitedly. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, as if he was enjoying the pleasure my warm, tight vagina gave him, or perhaps he was intoxicated by the victory of having taken possession of a beautiful college girl like me. I was just getting used to the stretching of his thick penis into my tight vagina and the rhythmic thrusting against my vaginal walls. Finally, he looked down at me and asked, "First time being fucked, was it good?" I couldn't face such a blatant question and shyly turned my head away.

Another man asked him, "Boss, are you enjoying it?" He chuckled and continued, "Fucking this little beauty is like fucking a hot spring! Her little cunt is so soft and tight, it even sucks you in! How could it not be great? You two should try it later." Another lewd laugh passed, and I could feel his penis growing even larger, filling my vagina to bursting. His breathing became rapid. He lowered his head and rested it on the grass to my left, naturally rubbing his rough face against my smooth cheek. I thought this was probably what lovers whisper in each other's ears, except I was with a complete stranger.

I knew that the man would reach orgasm through the mutual rubbing of our intercourse, thus ejaculating his semen into my body with his large penis—that is, actual intercourse. But he remained still. Finally, the man holding my left hand couldn't help but say, "Boss, what are you waiting for? Fuck her!" The man holding my right hand echoed, "Yeah, boss, fuck her to death!" The man on top of me struggled to say, "Okay, I'll fuck her a thousand times to show you what's what, you two count!" They both responded simultaneously. Just then, I felt the penis inside me begin to move, slowly withdrawing, stopping just before pulling out, and then slowly rising again. "One!" I heard them say in unison, the penis withdrawing again, then rising again. "Two!" they counted again.

How could my fresh vagina accommodate this uninvited guest? The friction of his large, erect penis against my dry vagina was excruciating. I had heard that a girl's first time was painful, let alone my first time being raped! I bit my lip and endured it, my brows furrowed. When I heard the count to sixty, I was trembling all over and could no longer bear it. "Ah!" I cried out in pain. The person holding my right wrist said, "Boss, this won't do!" The person holding my left hand said, "Boss, how about we give her some medicine?" I heard the person on top of me grunt, and immediately heard footsteps and the sound of a car door opening and closing. A gust of wind blew a few strands of my messy hair onto my face, and in front of me was a bulging plastic ball, the kind with a big belly and a long neck, filled with red liquid. The person on top of me said, "Drink this and the pain will go away!" I knew it couldn't be any good medicine, so I shook my head and said, "I don't want to drink it."

He chuckled, "That's not up to you!" My mouth was pried open by the person next to me with both hands, and the long neck of the pill pressed down on my tongue, extending all the way to the root of my tongue. Good heavens, this was specially designed for women being raped! A stream of liquid shot into my throat, and I couldn't resist, so I had to swallow it. The empty bottle was thrown far away, and the four of us fell silent. The surrounding darkness was terrifyingly quiet. I felt the cool liquid gradually flowing into my stomach. I really didn't know how it would change me. Before long, I felt hot all over, my inner thighs and buttocks began to itch, and my breasts swelled up. Especially the place where we were having sex, it was hot, numb, and itchy. Good heavens, they gave me an aphrodisiac! Soon after, my whole body was steaming with heat, and I was drenched in sweat. My vagina was no longer dry but gradually became lubricated with his thrusts.

Waves of tingling pleasure emanated from our joined bodies, spreading like electricity throughout my entire being. The exquisite sensation was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before, and it was almost unbearable. I knew this was the pleasure of intercourse; men and women come together to enjoy it. It was a physiological response, one that wouldn't be lost just because I was being raped. But I had to hold back. I couldn't let them see that I was experiencing pleasure. I couldn't show these lecherous men my vulnerability as a woman! But the pleasure grew stronger and stronger, my heart pounded faster and faster, and I gradually realized I was losing control.

When I counted to one hundred and ninety, I heard a desperate sound of wetness coming from our joined bodies. I could no longer hide it; my body's reaction showed that he had brought me to pleasure! I heard a voice say, "Haha, you're feeling it!" I blushed deeply with shame. What was even more terrifying was that the penis inside me increased its thrusting frequency and became thicker and longer. The increasingly intense, throbbing pleasure pressed against the vaginal walls, violently impacting my brain. Our breathing became rapid and labored. "Ah," "Hmm," "Ah," "Hmm," he couldn't help but open his mouth, groaning heavily as he thrust into me. His rapid breaths tickled my ear, and I quickly bit my lip, afraid that I would also groan like him. If I did, I would be utterly ashamed. Ha, I never imagined that this afternoon I would be cuddling and cuddling with my boyfriend, rarely even having any physical intimacy with him, and that by evening I would be being sexually assaulted by a completely naked stranger!

Everything before my eyes felt like a dream. Then his thrusts became faster and more powerful, and my whole body rubbed violently against the grass with each impact. My God, over four hundred thrusts, and he still maintained his powerful frequency without any sign of abating! I knew I was no match for him. My vagina gradually grew hot from his penetration, my vision blurred, my chest heaved violently, and my breasts bounced rhythmically. With each thrust, I seemed to enter a fairyland, gradually experiencing hallucinations: I was already married, lying on my bridal bed, and the man on top of me making love was my boyfriend Ming, my true love. When they counted to 660, I couldn't hold back any longer. "Mmm," "Mmm," "Mmm," "Mmm," my moans escaped my lips and grew louder and louder. He pressed his hot, thick lips to mine at just the right moment. Immersed in the overwhelming passion, I involuntarily opened my mouth and met his tongue with mine. Our tongues immediately intertwined. Because I was on top and he was thrusting violently, his saliva kept flowing into my mouth. Then, he simply captured my tongue in his mouth, holding it tightly with his lips, playing with it wantonly. I couldn't breathe through my mouth anymore. Waves of suffocation and intense pleasure instantly pushed me to the peak of ecstasy. My first orgasm in my life had arrived.

"Ah—!" I gritted my teeth and cried out in a miserable yet pleasurable way. My whole body tensed up, my vaginal fluid gushed out, my labia tightly gripped his penis, and the vaginal walls spasmed and contracted, clamping down on the glans. My shoulders trembled violently. He stopped obediently, waiting for my climax to subside. The two men who had been holding me released my hands and stood up, but my hands suddenly went limp, collapsing softly onto the grass.

My breathing gradually stabilized; I was exhausted after the climax. He released my shoulders, supporting himself on the grass, thus lifting his upper body away from my chest. My breathing became a little easier, but I felt a cool sensation in my cleavage. I realized that I was drenched in sweat from extreme excitement, and my breasts, having been pressed tightly against his chest, were especially sweaty. Yet, even now, his entire penis was still throbbing inside me! He panted and said, "Is the climax over? I knew you were no match for me, but I didn't expect you to give in so quickly."

I was speechless with shame. Then his terrifying penis began to move again, like a train that had stopped at a small station for a short rest before starting again. It was still so firm, so slow, so powerful, thrusting in and out of my vagina section by section, rubbing the glans against the opening before pushing in section by section. His unhurried teasing and the effects of the aphrodisiac finally aroused me again.

"Mmm, mmm, ha, ha," I moaned helplessly, wondering if it was really my own voice, that of a model female college student. "Seven hundred and thirty-eight, seven hundred and thirty-nine," the two people beside me counted. With each thrust, with each count, we both couldn't help but groan. The pleasure slowly made me lose my senses, and I gradually began to cooperate with his thrusts. I spread my legs wide, actively raising my hips high so that his penis could penetrate deeper, and my arms involuntarily rose to support his thick, round waist. At this point, he realized I had completely broken down, and began his next move: his thrusts suddenly became frenzied, like the pistons of a speeding train. Through his armpits, I saw his high-raised buttocks rising and falling like waves, while his large penis violently pounded into my honeypot. His strong hips slammed powerfully against my soft abdomen, making "slap," "slap," "slap," "slap" sounds. With each thrust, he tried to reach the deepest point he could penetrate my body. I tensed all my muscles to meet his impact. Our point of contact was already overflowing with desire, and the sounds of "splashing" filled the air.

In an instant, I felt a wild, throbbing motion beneath me, my juices splashing everywhere. I could barely contain my racing heart, breathing heavily with excitement, my eyes closed in a daze. He seemed to have endless potential, relentlessly thrusting into me. I was quickly brought to another climax: I raised my legs high, hooking my heels tightly around his lower back, pressing his penis against my genitals without leaving any gap. His thick, hard pubic hair rubbed against my clitoris, waves of pleasure almost unbearable! My semen gushed out again. I threw my head back, my chin held high in excitement, moaning as if I were suffocating. Suddenly, he thrust in and out a few times with incredible speed and force, then abruptly pounced on me, his arms quickly slipping under my armpits and pulling me over my shoulders. My soft body was once again tightly embraced by him, his firm chest pressing against me so I could hardly breathe. I felt his penis inside me hard and large than ever before, completely filling my body. The burning, full, firm, and throbbing sensations were overwhelming. I desperately wanted to close my legs to help my vagina grip the penis that was driving me to ecstasy, but his thick body blocked my way. I could only squeeze his thick, round waist with all my might. The intense tingling and numbness in my inner thighs and the area where we were joined was unbearable, and the waves of pleasure almost made me faint.

At this moment, his lower body pressed firmly against my vulva, thrusting with all his might into the deepest part of my vagina, leaving no gap between his penis and mine, while I used all my strength to raise my hips, completely engulfing his erect penis. "Ah--! Ah--!" he screamed wildly in my ear, his penis throbbing violently inside me, his body tense as he held me tightly, shivering repeatedly, and right at the point of penetration, streams of semen shot into my body. Those streams of semen shot straight into my heart like sharp arrows. I knew that this moment meant that I had been completely fucked by him.

After ejaculating the last stream of semen, our tense bodies almost simultaneously went limp, and he collapsed weakly on top of me. After two orgasms, I had no strength left in my body, and his penis gradually softened and slipped out of my vagina. I heard a voice say, "Boss, one thousand and twenty-four times!" He stood up, put on his clothes, while I remained lying numbly on the cold grass. I could feel the remaining semen gushing from my vagina. A breeze blew, and my lower body and inner thighs felt icy cold. After being violated, my private parts were now a mess. Tears blurred my vision. I looked at that dark shadow—this was the stranger who had made love to me for the first time; this was the man who turned me from a girl into a woman; this was the man who let me experience orgasm for the first time; this was the man who took my precious virginity. I didn't know whether to hate him or love him. God, why punish me like this? Why did I have to go through this? Why?

You can probably guess what happened next. I was then gang-raped by the remaining two men. How could my virginity withstand the continuous rape of three strong men with rich sexual experience! As the two men's thick penises relentlessly pounded into my tender vagina, I was driven to the brink of unconsciousness several times. When I awoke, they were still panting heavily, clinging to my body and violently fucking me. After they had satisfied their lust on me, they even used my panties and bra to wipe their limp penises clean! My panties and bra were tossed into the car as spoils of war, and they finally got in and drove off with lewd grins. I lay quietly on the grass, completely exhausted, and the sky was already beginning to lighten. I looked at my watch: it was past four o'clock.

My God, they had raped me for four whole hours! I thought about how the sun would rise again soon, but I was no longer pure! I struggled to my feet, picked up my dress and coat that had been thrown away. The dress was torn, but at least it could still cover me. I picked off the withered grass and leaves and slowly put it on, making my way to a nearby hotel. I booked a room. In the bathtub, I turned the water to a scalding high, the entire bathroom steaming with heat. Tears streaming down my face, I frantically lathered myself with soap and various shower gels, washing myself again and again. After the bath, I lay weakly on the clean, soft bed in the hotel, wrapping myself tightly in a blanket. Having just experienced such a whirlwind, I felt as if I were still swaying in the storm. After daybreak, I went to another part of the city, bought some birth control pills, took them, and then returned to the hotel bed, lying there all day. And that's the end of the story.

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