[Midnight Pervert]

Midnight Pervert

(Author: Unknown)

At nine o'clock in the evening, thirty-year-old Mrs. Lin went to take a shower. A man of about forty years old entered her room,
turned off the main electrical switch, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Mrs. Lin, wrapped in a towel, groped her way to the switch. Suddenly, she smelled a strong odor. In her surprise, someone covered her face
with a chloroform handkerchief, and she lost consciousness.

The lights came back on, and the unconscious Mrs. Lin collapsed onto the man. Her towel
had fallen off during the struggle, revealing her snow-white skin and full figure.

The man picked her up. Seeing her delicate features and smooth skin, he couldn't resist kissing her face and lips, and immediately
became aroused.

On the way to the bedroom, her full, rounded breasts swayed from side to side like undulating
waves of rice, instantly making his penis hard.

He tossed the young woman onto the bed, watching her fall as her long, thick hair flew through the air,
covering her face and chest, making her appear mysterious and alluring. Especially captivating were her large breasts, which danced and leaped
wildly until they came to a stillness. Her long, slender, snow-white legs, when he parted them with his hands, revealed a mysterious opening,
with pink nipples in the center.

Admiring her, he stripped off his clothes, knelt on the ground, caressed her thighs, and gently kissed
her lips. He inserted his fingers into her mysterious opening, exploring for a while before withdrawing his damp fingers. He was already aroused and
wanted to ejaculate, but he restrained himself. He then gently touched her nipples with his fingers, and the nipples miraculously hardened.
He then grasped her two large breasts with both hands; they were incredibly hot, and when he pushed them, they were both soft and hard.

He still gripped her breasts tightly, climbed on top of her, and his impatient penis automatically found its
way into her warm, moist opening. He released her, as the opening wasn't moist enough, and his assault met with resistance.
A slight pain appeared on her face; under the power of his drill, he had already penetrated a third of the way.

He pressed his hands on the bed, his body suspended in the air, and with the momentum of his downward thrust, he went straight for her, completely
conquering her and planting the flag of victory.

In his boundless satisfaction, what excited him even more was her pair of large breasts, which bounced wildly a dozen times, as if she
were awake, her face filled with panic, shyness, and excitement as she screamed, "You scared me to death! You're so naughty!"

This was his imagination, yet it made her seem not like a mindless person, but rather as someone connected to him on a spiritual level.

He lifted her back with both hands, bringing her two large breasts even closer to him.

He thrust into her forcefully, watching her large breasts sway wildly within inches of him. Excited, he would
occasionally suckle her breasts and kiss her lips passionately.

At the height of his frenzy, her breasts bounced wildly, almost spilling out, and she seemed to
moan softly. Unable to endure it any longer, he opened his blood-red mouth and bit the young woman's breasts, venting his lust on
her!

As he left her, he saw his teeth marks and blood on one of her snow-white breasts, and his semen was flowing from her
engorged pink vulva. After ransacking the room, he left, satisfied.

Two hours later, Mrs. Lin woke up to find herself drugged and raped. Shocked and furious, she panicked. Before her husband
returned, she quickly showered and tidied the messy room.

She hesitated, afraid to tell her husband, yet unwilling to accept the situation, so she hired a private investigator
to investigate .

After being told about the incident, what she didn't understand was how the rapist could have entered the house since she had closed the door.

The private investigator, Wang Zhicheng, thirty years old, pondered for a moment and concluded that she might have only closed the iron gate, leaving the wooden door
slightly ajar. In that case, the rapist could have pushed open the wooden door, used a bent wire to pull the lock on the iron gate, entered the house, turned off
the electricity , and then drugged her when she approached.

Mr. Wang and Mrs. Lin went inside to check and found a yellow cigarette butt under the bed in the bedroom. Upon learning that
her husband didn't smoke, they assumed the thief had left it there and were very pleased.

Mrs. Lin also recalled something: in the instant she was drugged near the electricity switch, although it was pitch
black , she smelled the rapist's foul breath. Wang Zhicheng pondered, believing the thief must have been very familiar with her situation;
otherwise, if her husband had been inside, he might have failed.

He first suspected Mrs. Lin's neighbors.

After several days of investigation, they found only four groups of people on the same floor, all young couples, and the men in three of these groups were
all non-smokers.

Moreover, the incident occurred at 9 PM. One household hadn't returned home, and the other two were still awake.
It was highly unlikely that a husband would dare to break into a neighbor's house and rape another woman while his wife was awake. Just

as things seemed hopeless, two weeks later, at 1 AM,
another incident of intrusion and assault against a female homeowner occurred in a unit on another floor of the same building. The male homeowner, surnamed Zhou, was a 30-year-old real estate agent.
That night was his wedding night, and he and his wife, Shufang, had a banquet at a restaurant, drinking heavily. Two relatives escorted
the newlyweds home.

The groom fell asleep on the sofa after entering the house, while the 25-year-old bride lay on the bed, about 80-90% drunk.

Half an hour later, someone opened the door and entered the house. After observing the groom for a while, he went into the room, looked at
the beautiful bride for a moment, closed the door, and undressed.

He began to undress her, first removing her high heels, then her skirt and underwear.

He stroked the bride's genitals with his hand, then lightly licked them with his tongue. Although the bride's eyes were closed, she was still somewhat conscious .
When her genitals were touched, her legs trembled slightly, and soon she became wet. Her heels
lightly brushed against the bed, and her flushed face became even more alluring. She gently bit her lip, and her hands, which were lying flat, clenched into fists.

He began to unbutton her clothes, one button, two buttons, three buttons, four buttons, until all were undone, revealing two ripe
peaches splitting open.

He impatiently loosened her bra, pulling it off, and a pair of mature, large breasts emerged, swaying.
He immediately pressed down on her, and she opened her legs to meet him, her gently bitten lips revealing an eager smile.

He had found his target, and with a forceful thrust, he possessed her.

She shuddered violently, her wicked smile closing again, her biting lip tightening, and a hint of pleasure showing on her face.

As he thrust a second time, her upper body swayed, and her firm breasts bounced two or
three times. She reached out to him with both hands, her small, hungry mouth opening to meet his kiss, but he didn't kiss her, only…
He thrust into her again and again, the movements gradually increasing in speed, causing her breathing to become rapid to the point of panting, accompanied by low moans and
groans .

Her face, already as red as the evening glow, was now even more flushed, as if it were about to explode.

When her firm, ball-like breasts bounced wildly until the nipples were no longer visible, her whole body stirred, her neck and face
swaying from side to side, eagerly craving his wild kisses.

But she was disappointed, moaning, "Ouch...oh...uh...harder...squeeze me
!"

Her two large, round, huge, firm, and red breasts were bouncing wildly.

He reached out to grab them, but missed; her agitation combined with her slippery sweat made it impossible for a man's
hand to grasp them, too firm to squeeze. Meanwhile, her lower body was rising at a rate of two or three times per second,
driven by her waist, allowing him to press down hard, further increasing the friction and the pleasure for both of them.

Then her heels rubbed against the bed at a rate of four, five, five, six times per second.

"Ah...I'm going to die!" She wanted to scream, but she was already seven or eight tenths drunk, and the pleasure made her
weak all over, so her screams turned into endlessly lewd moans!

But he still didn't kiss her, instead biting her breast, making her scream like a pig being slaughtered. He then kissed her
lips, and as their lips met, she realized something was wrong: his scent wasn't her husband's; it had
a strong smell of smoke.

She was so terrified that her eyes almost popped out of their sockets, but she was also at the peak of her climax, and she was too weak to struggle. She was also afraid that if she exposed him,
he would kill her.

In the end, the climax made her still passionately kiss him, and reason made her struggle, but it was too late. His hand
gripped her breast tightly, and he ejaculated into her.

She felt like she was being executed, too scared to move, or like she was being shot and fell to the ground, filled with fear and pain!

But because she was drunk, and their faces were so close, Mrs. Zhou couldn't see his face at all! When she tried to open her eyes,
he slapped her hard and she fainted.

The next morning, Mrs. Zhou woke up to find it wasn't a dream; she had indeed been assaulted in their home and told her husband.

The couple, fearing public humiliation, dared not report it to the police. Fortunately, they had received a business card from private investigator Wang Zhiwei a few days earlier,
so they contacted him to investigate.

After recounting the incident, Wang Zhiwei was overjoyed to hear the perpetrator smelled of cigarette smoke. He searched the house and indeed
found he was somewhat disappointed, initially believing this perpetrator was
the same person who had assaulted Mrs. Lin two weeks prior.

What puzzled Wang Zhiwei most was the two men who had escorted Mr. Zhou home. They insisted they had locked the wooden door and
iron gate before leaving. So the perpetrator had used a key to open the door, but where did he get the lock?

One thing was certain: since the perpetrator dared to enter, he must have known the couple was drunk.

How did he know? It was Mr. and Mrs. Zhou's wedding night, and many relatives and friends had seen them drunk. Was the perpetrator
one of their relatives or friends? But how did he have the key? The male relative who brought them back left with the two of them.

However, he remained suspicious that both home invasion rapes were committed by the same person, both involving cigarette butts, but the cigarette butts were of different types, suggesting
it might have been two different people.

Another month passed, and the private investigator still had no leads. The two victims, Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Zhou, gradually
forgot about the incident, but they both changed their locks.

Mrs. Lin's husband returned to the mainland for business as usual. She was bored at home alone at night, sometimes drinking beer, watching TV,
and then going to bed.

One night around nine o'clock, the thirty-year-old Mrs. Lin opened the door and, as usual, put the trash on the back stairs.

While she was out, the door was only slightly ajar, and the perpetrator had already entered the house, poured a packet of powder into a beer glass, and then hid
. Mrs. Lin returned to the house, locked the security lock, and sat on the sofa, drinking beer and watching TV with complete peace of mind.

Soon, however, her whole body began to burn, her face flushed as if she were drunk, and she began to hallucinate, thinking her husband was standing in
front of her . Smiling, she stood up, took off her underwear from under her robe, and lunged at him, but fell to the ground. She got
up, lay on the sofa, closed her eyes, and began to caress her private parts and grasp her breasts.

Her husband was standing in front of her again, smiling. Everything seemed both real and unreal! She felt like she was about to explode with heat, violently
shaking her upper body, her long hair flying in the air, her eyes gleaming like a female ghost bursting from a coffin, a smile playing on her lips.

Her large breasts swayed like leaves swept by a whirlwind, spectacular and alluring!

A naked man stood before her, his penis thick and long, resembling her husband yet not quite, but she firmly believed it was
him, yet a strange fear gripped her heart.

Mrs. Lin, unable to hold on any longer, stood up and forcefully tore her nightgown, revealing her naked body like a
worm bursting from its shell. Her large breasts danced, swaying left and right, her buttocks
swaying in an "S" shape as she lunged at the naked man.

She could no longer bear it. In the instant she embraced him, she threw her breasts at him, which he
caught . She laughed painfully, saying, "Husband, fuck me!"

He kissed her passionately, Mrs. Lin, like a wild beast, groped him wildly, her delicate hands grasping his burning rod,
her lower body rubbing against it vigorously, her lips emitting heavy breaths from his kisses.

When he held her buttocks and thrust into her, Mrs. Lin froze.

The moment his penis entered her vagina, her whole body went limp and slid down, her buttocks supported by him. Her upper body
went limp and arched backward, shaking violently like a dance, her large breasts thrusting skyward.

She spun wildly, screaming with excitement.

He stepped back onto the sofa, while Mrs. Lin sat on his lap, laughing, shouting, and crying. She closed her eyes and
wildly shook her large breasts, grinding them against his penis with each thrust. Her breasts, swaying and rising and falling,
were occasionally sucked and bitten by his mouth, and squeezed and kneaded by one hand.

When he gripped one breast tightly, she groaned.

His mouth sucked on her other breast, causing her vagina to contract strongly. Her eyes opened wide,
radiating a captivating light, and tears welled up—no, tears of lust!

She was now drenched in sweat, yet continued her frenzied movements like a wild dance, her breasts slapping against each other as she bounced,
the upper parts of her breasts glistening with juice!

Suddenly, Mrs. Lin cried out, falling backward, her hands pressing against the ground. He thrust in with all his might, causing her
lower body to pound against his penis again and again. Her large breasts erupted like a volcano, lava flowing everywhere.

He ejaculated into her, and Mrs. Lin stopped moving.

As he finished, she suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground, her labia trembling,
her eyes closed gasping for breath.

She woke in the middle of the night to find herself naked on the floor, with discharge from her lower body, and was horrified.

She got up and searched everywhere, but her husband was nowhere to be found. She only remembered having sex with a man, which she assumed
was her husband!

The security lock on the door wasn't engaged; it must have been that pervert who broke in while she was taking out the trash.

But she couldn't recall his face at all!

Mrs. Lin found a yellow cigarette butt on the floor and called a private investigator the next day.

When he arrived, he compared the cigarette butt to the one from when she was first drugged and raped—the same brand—and was overjoyed.

But Mrs. Lin accused him of being impotent! He said he had narrowed down the scope of the investigation and asked Mrs. Lin how long she had rented the apartment and
which real estate company had recommended it.

She said she had rented for three months and gave the real estate company's address, but added, "It was introduced by a female agent
! Both agents at the real estate company are women!"

The private investigator went to the real estate company. A woman was sitting there, and there was a pack of menthol cigarettes on the table. He was overjoyed and
pretended to look at the property, asking her for a cigarette and lighting it, but then pulled out another menthol cigarette and gave it to her.

The female employee said she didn't smoke. He asked whose pack of cigarettes it was.

She said it was for male customers. The private investigator sat there for more than an hour, but still couldn't get to the bottom of it, so he had to leave. That

night, he went to another floor to wait, which was the residence of another victim, Mrs. Zhou. He believed that the pervert's next
target would be Mrs. Zhou, because he had assaulted Mrs. Lin for the second time.

Unfortunately, he waited for three nights without any luck, so he had to leave.

A week later, the pervert indeed struck again and successfully assaulted Mrs. Zhou.

This is what happened:

At one o'clock in the morning, someone rang the Zhou family's doorbell. Mr. Zhou opened the door, still half asleep, but no one was there.

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang again. Mr. Zhou went outside, only to be drugged with chloroform from behind, pulled
inside . Then someone turned off the main electrical switch and entered the room in the dark. He heard Mrs. Zhou's mumbling and immediately asked,
"Husband, who's knocking?"

No one answered, but her underwear was pulled down, and someone pressed down on her, spreading her legs.

Mrs. Zhou initially thought it was her husband, and being somewhat disoriented, she
immediately .

But Mrs. Zhou was suspicious and was about to speak when the penis was forcefully inserted into her vagina.

The person pressed down on her full breasts with both hands, squeezing them hard; they were very elastic. Mrs. Zhou smelled a strong odor of smoke
amidst , waking up in fright. She asked in terror, "Who are you?"

Before she could finish speaking, her underwear was ripped off, and then two strange hands squeezed
her breasts , causing her excruciating pain!

Mrs. Zhou struggled frantically, screaming for help, her voice shrill like a vengeful female ghost! But her lower body was pinned down,
and her two large breasts were being gripped tightly, rendering her immobile. She could only thrash her hands against his back, but to no avail.

Suddenly, the lecherous man ejaculated into her. She frantically scratched his back with her nails, and amidst his screams, Mr.
Zhou was knocked unconscious.

When Mrs. Zhou awoke, she found herself bound hand and foot to the four corners of the bed. The light was on, and a man stood
before her, wearing a black soft mask that only revealed his eyes, mouth, and nose. He was completely naked, and his ugly penis was thick and long,
like an anti-aircraft gun!

She recalled the scene from a few months ago when she was drunk on her wedding night and assaulted by the lecherous man. Her beautiful eyes nearly
popped out of she trembled and asked, "Who are you?"

The man didn't answer, but leaned closer to her high breasts. She became even more frightened, and her breasts rose even higher and fuller,
pulsating with life.

He gently placed his hands on her breasts, and she struggled, her large breasts heaving and rubbing against his rough
palms , which he gripped tightly.

Mrs. Zhou screamed for help, but he punched her in the chest, causing her to scream and cry out in pain.
She dared not call out again, and her two large breasts, though heavy, bounced wildly like two
lively and playful brothers under the vibration of his fist!

He sucked on Mrs. Zhou's breasts, and with each forceful suck, she trembled two or three times.

One of his hands was kneading the other breast, pinching, pressing, grabbing, and squeezing in various ways, the force gradually increasing,
making her whole body agitated!

His other hand was moving around her vulva, making her feel as if thousands of caterpillars were crawling in and
out of her .

Mrs. Zhou's face was burning red, and she said with shame and anger, "Please hurry up and do it! Don't humiliate me, okay?"

She cried again! Yes, her juices flowed freely. As he lay on top of her, his penis easily
penetrated her vagina. Mrs. Zhou shuddered, her pupils dilated. Her breasts were gripped tightly, her mouth was passionately kissed, and she
gasped and cried out in pain, her body trembling slightly.

He ejaculated. Mrs. Zhou remained motionless, tears streaming down her face, her large breasts heaving rapidly, her legs
thumping nervously.

The lecherous man blindfolded her before leaving.

When her husband awoke and untied her ropes, Mrs. Zhou wanted to kill him and then commit suicide! But she lacked the courage,
crying uncontrollably.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou reported the incident to a private investigator, offering a large sum of money to have him solve the case.

The investigator found another white menthol cigarette under the bed and fell into deep thought.

The man who assaulted Mrs. Lin twice left two cigarette butts of the same brand, while
the lecherous man left two cigarette butts of a different brand. Why? The methods used on the two victims were
quite different, suggesting it was the same person.

But the fact that the cigarettes were of two different brands proved he was deliberately creating a diversion.

But he already had a target for his investigation, because Mrs. Zhou had scratched the lecher's back.

A few days later, the private investigator asked Mr. and Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Lin to wait outside the real estate company. He went in alone
to find the manager, saying he wanted to rent an apartment. During their conversation, he asked the manager for a cigarette, and the manager took out a menthol cigarette.

He put it in his pocket, saying it was too menthol.

The manager then took out another cigarette with a yellow filter, which he also put down.

The detective called the three men in, grabbed the manager, and stripped him of his shirt. Sure enough, there were claw marks on his back!

The detective said, "You all rent apartments in this real estate company. The manager has your keys and is familiar with your situation."
Furthermore, this made it easier for him to commit the crime. His habit of smoking two different types of cigarettes simultaneously posed a challenge to the investigation, but ultimately became
crucial evidence! Whether you report it to the police or not is up to you!

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