My Rape Diary

Before reading this article, please allow me to sincerely declare: I am not a promiscuous woman.
The reason am writing about my experience is entirely out of my deep love for literature.

I remember a great man saying that the development of literature is ultimately the development of sexual literature, and I want to
turn my misfortune into a small contribution to the development of literature.

It is unfortunate for a girl to have such an experience, but having it will make her emotions richer and more
delicate .

I know that such an article is not suitable for formal occasions, but I only hope that after reading it, your tired
mind and body will relax, or that it will inspire you to cherish the good life, or that it
will inspire .

That story happened when I was a sophomore in college, and even now, thinking about it makes my heart race. I remember
that summer was very hot, and the weather in the south was humid and muggy. The scorching sun had been setting
for a long time , but the heat was still very high.

The girls in our performing arts department were all very clean. Every day before dinner, we had to go to the college bathroom to take a shower.
After a thorough shower, we would rush to apply all kinds of skin care products to our bodies.

I don't appreciate deliberate makeup that makes one constantly reek of an unpleasant odor—I only
lightly rub a little floral water on myself; I like that cool feeling.

However, as the most beautiful girl in the college, my subtle fragrance always attracts
boys to crane their necks to follow my scent, and I later earned an elegant title: "Cool Beauty."

My outstanding beauty and slender figure make many girls envious, and many boys
feel ashamed of themselves , only able to cast fiery glances at me from afar or after I pass by.

I can almost feel my body enveloped in a ball of flame, the brilliant light
blinding . I secretly rejoice that I was born a girl, thanking heaven for bestowing upon me such exceptional beauty.

Just behind our campus stands a majestic and beautiful mountain, a paradise for lovers,
where newlyweds stay until late. The mountain was covered in dense forests and lush green grass; clear springs gurgled, and
mist swirled around, creating a picturesque scene.

My boyfriend and I had often strolled hand in hand amidst the beauty of the mountains and waters, lost in dreams of a vibrant
future . Little did I know that the most humiliating experience of my life would
unfold in this picturesque landscape.

That day, after class, I walked briskly out of the towering school 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 the daytime hustle and bustle of the city gradually subsided.

A light mist rose, insects chirped softly, the wind rustled through the treetops, and the moon's shadow shifted across the wall. Alone on the mountaintop, I gazed at the moonlit night and the
countless stars. Below, the city lights began to illuminate the city, their neon glow
blending seamlessly with the lights of countless homes, slowly brightening my heart and dispelling my melancholy. "What a beautiful
night!" I exclaimed, my heart fluttering, lost in reverie, completely oblivious to
the passage of time.

A midnight breeze swept by, ruffling my long hair, and a chill seeped into my thin dress. I
realized was alone. I glanced at my watch; it was midnight. I felt a pang of
unease.

I was only wearing a strapless dress. During the day, my bare, slender arms
would accentuated my graceful figure, but now I felt a chill. I remembered
I had a pink silk cardigan in my purse; though thin, it would at least offer some protection against the biting wind
.

I took it out, shook it out, and put it on. The thin silk fabric brushed against my shoulders, the gentle touch making my
heart itch. I sighed softly, "Sigh, I should go back. He
must be very worried if he can't find me!"

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.
The chill emanating from the depths of the forest seeped straight into my heart, and a shiver ran through me. I instinctively hugged my arms in
fear .

A long skirt and high heels were not suitable for hiking. The uneven stone steps quickly made my ankles 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.

Thinking about my disheveled appearance, I couldn't help but smile slightly.

As I carefully turned past the mountain stream, a sudden gust of mountain wind swept in front of me, causing the tassels and
ribbons to flutter and my skirt to billow. A few unruly strands of hairpins broke free and
danced in the air. Just as I was about to raise my hand to straighten them, a pair of strong arms suddenly grabbed me from behind around the waist
; a tall figure then 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 surprise and gasped for breath. The strong sedative successfully penetrated
my body, and my consciousness immediately blurred. The dark figure in front of me began
to ripple like water with everything around me, and the lewd laughter that had been ringing in my ears seemed to gradually fade away and disappear. I suddenly felt
completely powerless and slowly slumped down...

There were three people who robbed me. They carried me down the mountain, shoved me into a car, and
drove . When I woke up, it was already too late. It was pitch black outside; the neon streetlights of the city were gone
. All I could hear was the screeching of the car wheels on the pavement. Inside the car, the stench of sweat and alcohol was overwhelming.
I was lying on my back on the laps of two men sitting side by side, barefoot and bare-shouldered, my clothes wide
open, their four arms groping me wantonly.

I noticed that my coat had been pulled down to my elbows, revealing my pale arms.

The dress I wore underneath was thin and tight, cool and comfortable during the day, showing off my satin-like
figure. But now, touching it felt as real as touching my skin.

Under the strong effects of the drug, I was weak and powerless. The two men's wanton defilement of my body filled me with unbearable shame.

Later, the car drove into a secluded grove in the suburbs. The uneven road caused the car to
bounce violently, followed by the rustling sound of thick weeds scraping against the car door. My heart tightened—I
knew I had been taken deep into the woods.

I dared not think, nor had the time to think, about what was about to happen; everything felt like a dream.

As soon as the car stopped, I was dragged out and thrown onto the grass. Two men pounced on me,
pinning to the ground. I was forced into a supine position, my wrists each pinned to
the ground, my long, flowing hair cascading down my shoulders.

I heard my earrings clink against a small pebble on the ground.

The cool grass brushed against my neck, and in a moment of panic, a tall figure swiftly straddled my slender
waist. I stared in terror at the man on top of me, unsure of his intentions.

I saw his burning gaze fixed hungrily on my chest, his eyes gleaming with barely suppressed
excitement. After scrutinizing me for a moment, his large hands swiftly reached for my neck, grabbing my collar and
tearing open my pink coat. I clearly heard the buttons
snapping off after another.

He then dragged the ripped coat from beneath 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 . I could see the thin, snow-white lace of my bra peeking out from under the dress,
and a wave of panic washed over me. My body instinctively wanted to cover myself, but my wrists were firmly held down. My usually

proud, graceful figure, with its captivating curves like a lotus emerging from water, was being reluctantly displayed to someone for the first time

.

I saw his eyes, gleaming with a predatory light, staring at my firm breasts, mesmerized, even
forgetting to close his mouth. Finally, I swallowed hard, and then heard his almost scream of admiration:
"What a beauty! Tonight we'll be living the high life!" I didn't understand what he was saying at first,
but then I saw his large hands reach up to my chin again, grabbing the bodice of my dress. With a
ripping sound, a cool sensation instantly washed over me—my dress had been
torn in two from top to bottom, exposing my milky-white, high-set bra and tight
panties to the three men.

"Ah, no!" I cried out, my surprise and fear turning into intense humiliation. I saw him
reach out again, intending to remove the last bit of clothing I had left. "Let us see
what you look like naked!" he said with a lewd grin.

"No!" "Please!" "No!" I struggled and screamed desperately,
kicking my legs behind him, but to no avail.

His large hands roughly slipped under my armpits and into my lower body,
caressing my smooth, white back, carefully searching for the bra clasp. His upper body was almost pressed against mine; I saw his
strong chest heaving deeply as his hands roamed my back. Then I felt the tight bra suddenly
loosen.

His hands continued along my back, sliding down to my waist, and then grabbed my panties, roughly

pulling them down my buttocks…

By the time I was forcibly stripped naked, the effects of the drug and my struggles had left me exhausted.

Watching the man on top of me tremble as he began to undress himself, I suddenly realized that
my beautiful face and alluring figure had aroused his intense primal desires, especially since I was
naked.

He quickly stripped himself naked. His dark skin and the gleaming muscles of his upper body in
the moonlight told me he was a strong man. A strong masculine aura emanated from him
, and being so close to a robust, naked man made me inexplicably flutter.

This feeling had only ever occurred to me during my first embrace with my boyfriend; I never imagined it
would . A sudden pang of guilt washed over me. I felt I had wronged my boyfriend; I shouldn't have
felt this way about another man. I tried to suppress the urge, raised my eyes, and let out a difficult
sigh .

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.
A : a huge cock! My gaze instantly averted from it, my face flushing crimson with shame. I
realized what was about to happen!

He was all prepared to force me into having sex with him!

My vision blurred. Oh God, was I, a virgin, about to be violated?

I was just a girl not even twenty! I couldn't help but steal glances at
the weapon he was about to use to hurt me: between his two thick thighs, a patch of messy pubic hair glistened black, and
suddenly a huge, hard, erect penis emerged, at least five centimeters wide and over twenty
centimeters long! The end was hidden in the dark pubic hair, and beneath it, his heavy scrotum swayed between his
legs. I knew there were two testicles inside, the part of a man that produces sperm!

Following his thick, long penis to its tip, a round, engorged, and shiny glans was displayed
menacingly before me.

The entire penis stood proudly erect, like a sharp spearhead!

I'd heard that a man's penis becomes hard and large before intercourse, but seeing his throbbing
veins still terrifies me.

I know that once it's inserted into a young girl's vagina, the girl will undergo a fundamental change, and then...
I was about to become a virgin!

But how could I so innocently hand over my pure body 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 force his thing into my body.
I could only desperately scream and kick to resist his violation, but my resistance only fueled his desire.

His buttocks, which were straddling my waist, gradually moved down, sliding over my thighs, and finally he 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 screams
only made my chest rise and fall more noticeably. Helplessly, I stopped screaming and bit my
lip, tears welling in my eyes.

I saw the moonlight illuminating his dark back, making it appear almost black, while beneath him lay my own fair, jade-like
body!

Our naked bodies, one black, 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 breathing of the man on top of me grew heavier. At first, he was captivated by my body, momentarily
forgetting what he was doing.

"What 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, what he was going to give me, but I was powerless. I could only watch
as he reached out his two large hands and gently placed them on my two proud, erect breasts, pressing
his thumbs against my nipples. His palms then began to caress my breasts, centering on those points. I didn't have the courage
to face his lewd gaze, so I closed my eyes, bit my lip tightly, and silently endured this humiliating
violation .

He seemed to know that my body was pure and innocent; his movements were always so careful and gentle. I
even for a moment forgot that I was being raped!

I fantasized that my alluring body aroused his pity and tenderness.

My breasts, however, reacted to his constant teasing: I felt them itching and swelling.
I couldn't help but open my eyes and saw that my breasts were even fuller, round and glistening
!

Especially my two nipples, which were originally small and soft, were now full and firm, swollen to the size of cherries
!

I was surprised by the change in my body, and through the deep cleavage, I saw a smug
smile on his lips. I suddenly understood: he was trying to arouse my desire, to make me willingly engage in the next
act of intercourse !

My aroused lust vanished instantly, and my body quickly returned to its original state.

Finally, I heard him exclaim in surprise, "What a virtuous woman!" He finally
stopped violating my breasts.

He carefully lifted his buttocks, while his hands slid back along my legs, tightly grasping my
ankles and forcefully spreading them apart.

"Ah!" I cried out, trying to close my legs. A tingling sensation in my inner thighs made me give up resisting.
Then he forcefully inserted his strong knees between mine, and with a powerful
push like opening an umbrella, my legs were forcibly spread apart.

While playing with them, he placed my ankles on either side of his round waist, making
it impossible for , and my private area was completely exposed to the gaze of three strange men.

One of his large hands immediately pressed against my clitoral area, which was covered with sparse, soft pubic hair, and stroked it in circles.

I could feel his hand trembling with excitement, and 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 layer of shame, and tears streamed down my face.

Oh God, someone help me! Ming, come save me, come save me! I cried out in my heart again and again
.

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 soft abdomen, then one large hand grasped my breast again
, blatantly kneading it without regard for my pain. I saw my soft breasts
humiliatingly change shape under his ravaging.

—And his other hand guided his thick, erect penis to

the juncture of my thighs.

His knee pressed hard against the base of my thighs, lifting them off the ground, forcing my legs
to stretch helplessly 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 my vulva, touching my labia. I knew what it was,
and I knew what it would mean if it parted my labia and entered my body, but I was powerless.

I remembered a line from a book: "Man is the butcher, I am the fish." Now I could only let him
do as he pleased. But I was so worried. How could my narrow, tender vulva accommodate his
enormous penis?

He deliberately provoked me by gently bumping the gates of my virgin territory with his thick glans.

One, two, three… each impact made my heart pound wildly with tension.
My thighs were spread open in humiliation, letting that hard penis swagger and pound against my private parts.

Soon, I was panting heavily, too nervous to breathe.

After teasing me relentlessly, he finally and carefully parted my delicate
labia with two fingers, slowly inserting his large, round glans.

Waves of sharp pain made me suffer unbearably. I knew he was forcing me into what he called sexual intercourse.
Between husband and wife, it's called sex, but for me, an unmarried female college student, it was rape—his large penis
forcibly penetrating my clitoris.

I could clearly feel his strong penis forcefully squeezing into my soft, tightly closed vulva,
wantonly exploring my virginity.

I could only grit my teeth and silently endure this greatest humiliation for a girl.

In a daze, I heard him exclaim in surprise, "Still a virgin!" My heart leaped into my throat. I took a deep,
tense breath, my mind racing—I knew his glans had touched my hymen
, the symbol of my pure virginity!

—My final moment of virginity had arrived.

Then I heard another person beside me say, "Of course, such a rare beauty wouldn't be easily taken by
ordinary mortals ." "Hahahaha," "Hehehehe," lewd laughter enveloped me.
The person on top of me carefully aimed and, after taking his position, finally gripped my shoulders with both hands. He then looked up
at me with lustful eyes and said, "Let our 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.
Coupled with my youthful, proud body being completely naked under the lewd gazes of three strange 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 teenage years are coming to an end, but I'm truly unwilling to say goodbye to her this way.

The intense pain inside my lower body is unbearable; I can only plead with him in my heart, "Slow down,
slow down!" I'm now at his gates, and my defenses are wide open. If his powerful
glans moves forward just a little more, I'll...

Just then, I heard one of the men next to me say, "Big brother always goes all the way in one go. I wonder
if this beauty can handle it?" Another said, "How could she not? Boss's thing will definitely make her feel incredibly good!"

I was filled with shame; their constant teasing was worse 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. I
saw him stare at me with bloodshot eyes, struggling to hold his breath, and say with difficulty, word by word, "Can you...
can you ...can't you...just wait...until you become...a young...woman...and then...
we'll talk about it later...!"

His thick, round waist thrust in forcefully, the powerful impact making my dry, tight vagina
unable to resist. My whole body was pulled backward, and his thick, large penis irresistibly broke through
my hymen and went all the way in. A swollen penis was immediately inserted into my vagina. "
Ah— " I screamed, tears streaming down my face, both from pain and heartbreak. I knew I had
lost my virginity forever.

After taking my virginity, the man pressed his thick penis tightly into the depths of my vagina, but for a long
time he didn't move. His hands were still tightly gripping my shoulders, his strong chest pressing roughly
against my soft breasts. I saw that he kept his eyes closed and his head tilted back,
swallowing apple bobbing up and down. He seemed to be enjoying
the pleasure my warm, tight vagina gave him, or perhaps he was intoxicated by the victory of having taken the body of a beautiful college girl like me.

I was just getting used to the stretching of his thick penis against my tight vagina and the rhythmic thrusting against my

vaginal walls.

Later, he finally calmed his breathing, looked down at me, and asked, "First time being fucked, was it good?"

I couldn't face such naked words 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 plunging into a scalding 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 no-show area completely.

His breathing became rapid again. 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
' intimacy was like, except I was with a complete stranger.

He gently bit my earlobe with his teeth, blowing warm air onto my fair, slender neck: "Remember
this, I'm your first man!" I knew that for the first time in my forbidden advertisement, there was a man's
penis; I knew it wasn't the man of my dreams, but it was truly my first man's; I

knew that this man would reach orgasm through the mutual rubbing of our intercourse, and then

inject his semen into my body with his big cock—that is, real
intercourse—but he didn't move.

Later, the guy holding my left hand finally couldn't help but say, "Boss, what are you waiting for? Fuck her!" The guy
holding my right hand also said, "Yeah, boss, fuck her to death!" I heard the guy on top of me
say with difficulty, "Okay, I'll fuck her a thousand times to open your eyes, you two count!" The two of them responded at the same time.

Just then, I felt the penis inside me begin to move, slowly withdrawing,
only to stop at the apex, then after a brief rest, it slowly rose again.

"One!" I heard the two onlookers beside me say in unison, the penis withdrawing again, then
rising again. "Two!" they counted.

How could my fresh, uninvited penis tolerate this rude intruder?

The friction of his large, hard penis against my dry, unresponsive vagina was unbearable. I had heard that young girls...
My first time was painful, especially since it was rape!

I bit my lip and endured it, my brow furrowed. By the time I heard the count to sixty, I was
trembling all over and couldn't take it anymore. "Oh, it hurts!" I cried out.

The person holding my right wrist said, "Boss, this won't do!" The person holding my left wrist 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 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 ball pressed hard against my tongue, extending all the way to the root of
my tongue. Good heavens, this was specially designed for women being raped!

A thick 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 eerily quiet. I felt
the cool liquid gradually flow into my stomach.

Soon I felt hot all over, my inner thighs and buttocks began to itch, my breasts swelled,
and the place where we were joined was hot, numb, and itchy. Good heavens, they gave me an aphrodisiac!

Soon my whole body was steaming with heat, drenched in sweat, and with his thrusts, it was no longer
dry but gradually became lubricated.

A tingling, pleasurable sensation emanated from our joined bodies, spreading like electricity throughout my entire being. It
was a wonderful feeling I'd never experienced before, one I couldn't suppress. 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. I gradually realized I was
losing control of my body.

When I counted to one hundred and ninety, I heard a desperate sound of water coming from our joined bodies.
I could no longer hide it; my body's reaction showed that he had brought me 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 pushing against the "no advertising" wall, strongly impacted my brain. Our breathing became heavy and rapid. "Mmm,"

"Mmm," "Mmm," "Mmm," he couldn't help but open his mouth, humming heavily as he thrust into me. His rapid
breaths constantly brushed against my ear, making it unbearably itchy.

I quickly bit my lip, afraid that I would also be unable to help but moan 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 , and that by evening I would be being sexually assaulted by a completely naked stranger!

Everything before my eyes felt like a dream. And then his thrusts became faster and more powerful, my
whole body violently rubbing against the grass with each impact. My God, over four hundred thrusts, and he still maintained his
fierce 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 , and my chest heaved violently, my breasts bouncing 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 to me, 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, growing louder and louder. He pressed his hot, thick lips against mine at just the right moment.
Overwhelmed by the surge of desire, I involuntarily opened my mouth and met his tongue. Our tongues immediately
intertwined. Because I was on top and he was thrusting violently, his saliva continuously poured into my
mouth . Eventually, he simply sucked my tongue into his mouth, holding it tightly with his lips,
playing with it wantonly. I couldn't breathe through my mouth anymore; the suffocating sensation created even more intense pleasure
, instantly pushing me to a frenzied peak. A powerful current surged through every pore of my body. My first ever sexual

climax had finally arrived.

"Ah—!" I opened my mouth and cried out in unparalleled pleasure. My whole body tensed up,
and I felt a warm current gushing out inside me. My labia automatically and tightly gripped his penis,
and the walls of my vagina spasmed and contracted, clamping down on the glans. My mouth was open, and the intense excitement made my whole body tremble
uncontrollably.

My shoulders were shaking violently.

At this moment, he stopped cooperatively, simply using his two strong hands to hold my shoulders, pressing me firmly
to the ground, patiently waiting for my orgasm to slowly subside. The two people holding me down released my hands
and stood up, but my hands suddenly lost their strength and lay limply on the grass.

My tense muscles gradually relaxed, and the trembling of my whole body slowly subsided. Although I had just
been raped, my whole body still felt indescribably comfortable, as if I had eaten a ginseng fruit.
I was somewhat exhausted after the orgasm.

His hands, which had been tightly holding my shoulders, released me and supported themselves on the ground.

His upper body was now away from my chest, and my breasts, which had been squeezed so tightly, returned to
their usual fullness and firmness. My breathing became a little easier, but I felt a slight
coolness in my cleavage. I realized that I was drenched in sweat from extreme excitement, and my breasts, which had been pressed
tightly especially sweaty.

Yet, even at this moment, his entire penis was still throbbing and invading my honey pot!

He panted heavily and said to me, "Has the climax passed? I didn't expect you to give up after only a few rounds
!" I was speechless with shame. Then his terrifying penis started moving again, like a train stopping at a small station
for a short rest before starting again, still so firm, so slow, so powerful,
thrusting in and out segment by segment until it reached the opening, then rubbing the glans against my opening before thrusting in segment by segment again
.

In this way, his unhurried teasing and the remaining power of the aphrodisiac finally aroused my excitement again.

"Mmm, mmm, ha, ha," I moaned helplessly, wondering if this was really my own voice, the voice of a
well-behaved female college student? I tried to bite my lip, but the cries of pleasure kept bursting
out.

"Seven hundred and thirty-eight, seven hundred and thirty-nine!" The two people next to us kept counting, enjoying
the process of my intercourse with him.

With each thrust, with each count, we couldn't help but groan.

The pleasure slowly robbed me of my reason, and I gradually began to cooperate with his thrusts. I spread my legs wide apart
, 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 moment, he realized that my willpower had completely collapsed, so he began the next move:
his iron-like hands gripped my shoulders and arms forcefully, pulling me up into a sitting position, my buttocks resting on his
spread thighs, and we were now naked and embracing each other.

His incredibly thick penis was still erect and erect inside me, this sudden change
surprised me greatly. Sitting and having sex with him naked made me feel completely lost. I never imagined that there was such
a sexual position that would make a woman so ashamed. I lowered my head in shame, and he revealed a smug,
lewd smile , opened his arms, and wrapped them around my back from behind, gently pulling me into his embrace.

His hands gradually slid down to my buttocks, cupping my bottom and lifting me up. Simultaneously, his thighs
pulled inward, a force propelling my body upward. I cried out in surprise, but
my body fell back down, landing once more on his thick penis. This completed
one round of friction between our genitals. Then came the second, the third… My body was completely passive,
rising and falling , continuing to endure his violation.

His penis was deeply inside me. Although each
thrust , it brought us both even more intense stimulation.

I quickly couldn't hold on any longer. The excruciating itch made me tightly clamp my legs around his waist, my hands wrapped around
his chest.

His strong arms continuously lifted and lowered my buttocks, and combined with the intense visual stimulation, I
leaned against his shoulder, moaning softly. The friction of our chests made me even more excited.

He passionately kissed my lips again.

After a blissful union, I reached my second orgasm: "Ah—" I clung tightly to
his chest, breaking free from his lips.

Breathing heavily, my chin rested on his shoulder, I moaned in ecstasy. He stopped
lifting my body, holding me tightly in his arms. My vaginal fluid gushed out again, while his large
penis , left it inside.

After the orgasm, my shame deepened. I buried my head low against his chest,
only able to see his swollen belly and my slender waist pressed together.

Our pubic hair blended into a dark patch, his large penis no longer visible. I knew that inside my
secret place , I didn't know when this violation would end.

Just then, he slowly pushed me to the ground, returning me to my original position. He pulled back
, withdrawing his vile penis.

I saw it glistening wetly in the moonlight; I knew it was
the fluid secreted from both his and my bodies, something that made intercourse easier, an accomplice in his easy rape.

He grabbed my ankles again, this time spreading them across his shoulders, then leaned down
, still inserting his penis into my vagina.

His heavy body pressed me into a humiliating, shrimp-like shape; my knees almost touched my
chest. Luckily, I'm quite flexible, otherwise my back would have been broken. This position made breathing incredibly difficult, while his large penis moved in and out of my vagina

more easily . 　　He gripped my shoulders tightly again, and I heard him say, "Today I'll show you what it means to be unable to reach ecstasy, unable to die!" Before he finished speaking, his thrusting suddenly became frenzied, like the pistons of a speeding train. Through the gap between his armpits and my thighs, I saw his high, rounded buttocks rising and falling like waves, while his huge penis fiercely pounded into my honey pot. His strong hips powerfully struck the back of my smooth thighs and round buttocks, making loud "slap," "slap," "slap," "slap" sounds. With each thrust, he tried to reach the deepest part of my body he could penetrate. I tensed all my muscles to welcome each of his fierce impacts. 　　Our point of contact was already overflowing with spring water, and the sounds of thrusting filled the air. In an instant, I felt a wild, throbbing motion beneath me, my juices splattering. I couldn't suppress the pounding of my heart, breathing heavily , my chest heaving. I closed my eyes in a daze, while he seemed to possess inexhaustible potential, relentlessly thrusting into me. I was quickly brought to another climax: I arched my back, pressing his penis tightly against my lower body, leaving no gap. His thick, stiff pubic hair rubbed against my clitoris, waves of pleasure almost unbearable! 　　My vaginal fluid gushed forth again. I threw my head back, my chin held high in excitement, moaning almost as if I were suffocating. 　　Suddenly, he recklessly spread my legs from his shoulders, my heels sliding down to his lower back. After a dozen rapid thrusts, he abruptly collapsed onto me, his arms...

He quickly slipped under my armpits and pulled me over my shoulder, pulling my soft body tightly into his
embrace . I felt his penis, harder and larger than ever before, completely filling my
body. The burning, swelling, firmness, and throbbing sensations were overwhelming. I wanted to close my legs to
help clamp down on his penis, which was driving me to ecstasy, but his thick body blocked my way.
I could only squeeze his thick waist with all my might. The intense tingling and numbness in my inner thighs and the area where we were joined was unsoothed, and
the waves of pleasure almost made me faint.

At this moment, his lower body was pressed firmly against my vulva,
thrusting into the deepest part of my body, leaving no gaps between his penis and mine. I used all
my strength to raise my hips, completely engulfing his erect penis.

"Ah, ah—!" He cried out in pleasure near my ear, his open mouth pounding. His penis, hot as a torch and hard as a rock, was
inside throbbing violently. He tensed all his muscles
, holding me tightly, shivering uncontrollably. And right there at our point of contact, streams of semen shot into my
body.

Those streams of semen shot like arrows, sending shivers down my spine. I knew this moment
meant I had been completely ravished by him.

After the last ejaculation, our tense bodies went limp almost simultaneously, and he
collapsed weakly onto me.

Having experienced two orgasms, I was completely drained. His penis gradually softened and slipped out of my
body.

Due to the intense and prolonged stimulation, my tender labia still trembled slightly.

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 anus, dripping onto
the grass beneath me. The sticky semen made
my

once clean and shiny pubic hair wet and messy, clinging to the area around my anus. A breeze blew, and my lower body and inner thighs felt instantly cold; after this ravaging, my private parts
were now a mess.

Tears blurred my vision as I looked at the 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 gave me my

first orgasm; 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 extensive sexual experience!

As their thick penises relentlessly pounded against my tender vagina, I was repeatedly brought to the brink of unconsciousness
by .

When I awoke, they were still panting heavily, tightly embracing me and thrusting into me violently.

My body was eventually rendered as limp as a cooked noodle, and they manipulated me
into various sexual positions at will.

After they had satisfied their lust on me, they even used my underwear and bra to
wipe their limp penises clean!

They tossed my underwear and bra into their car as spoils of war, and drove off.

I lay quietly on the grass, completely exhausted. The eastern sky was already beginning to lighten. I
glanced my watch: it was past four o'clock.

My God, I had been gang-raped for a full four hours!

My limp wrists collapsed weakly onto the grass.

I thought that soon the sun would rise again, but I would be nothing but a shadow of my former self!

I struggled to my feet, picking up my dress and coat that had been left some distance away. The dress, though torn, was
still enough to cover me. I picked away the withered grass and leaves, slowly put it on, and, clutching my
aching lower abdomen from all the impacts, pained me as I slowly made my way out of the woods. I reached a nearby hotel and booked a room.

In the bathtub, I turned the water up high, the entire bathroom steaming. Tears streaming
down my face, I frantically lathered myself with soap and various shower gels, washing myself again and again.

After bathing, I lay weakly on the hotel's clean, soft bed, wrapping myself
tightly in a blanket. Having experienced such a whirlwind, I felt as if I were still swaying in the storm.

The green of life had been heavily painted gray by this sudden disaster, and my beautiful dreams had
been shattered by the unpredictable and merciless reality.

After dawn, 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.

I've thought about so many things, and whenever I'm heartbroken, I just cry alone. Ming, how can I tell you? I'm no longer a pure girl. Can you forgive me? Will you still love me

as before

?

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