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It was around 11.30pm, and Jonathan was running around campus. So I lubbed on my hot pink sports bra and a pair of similar coloured skimpy FBTs. It was the shortest and smallest sized (XS) in my collection, without lining, and I thought it'll be cooler. It hugged my thighs nicely and tightly, and showed a clear pantyless bottom.
So I left hall and began running, alone. I felt the wind rubbing against my pussy and as the weather turned cold from the slight drizzle, my nipples hardened as well. As I swung my arms as part of the running stance, I purposely used my fingers to twitch my nipples a little, giving it a little more stimulation. Oh how I wished my 5km ended faster, so I could return to hall and masturbate from the horniness. Sensing even more coldness, I picked up speed to generate more heat to combat the cold wind.
When hearing some quicker running footsteps from behind, I was already panting. And from the pace and heaviness of these steps I could almost certainly tell it was a guy jogging at night as well. Good to slow down to let him overtake, I thought. I didn't turn back or around as the footsteps neared me, and out of a sudden, I felt a towel over my mouth, and a force which gagged me by mouth.
Shouting and shoving was to no avail from the sheer strength of the assaulter, who wore a black hoodie and black shorts with running shoes. Apparently I deducted that he had followed me for close to 1km. The next thing I knew was being dragged to a dark carpark nearby. I tried to struggle, but relented after being overcame time and again.
The notion of **** came into my mind. There's this love-hate relationship with forced sex for me. I thought as I got transferred to the dark area, and decided that I would try to make an escape later at the **** site. The bulging dick of the assaulter brushed against my silky FBTs, and I could feel out the whole rod rubbing against my butt crack, which slightly turned me on, and caused the dick to grow larger as we slowly moved to the site of sex.
Once safe, another equally buff figure blindfolded me. Oh, seems like such a planned activity. As they pulled my sports bra upwards to reveal my breasts, I still had the slightest thought of escaping, but once a delicate finger started to touch my left nipple, I aborted that thought. I got turned on from the possibility of ****, well done to me. Even if I didn't, I couldn't now. Another two was pinning me down, I felt, as the fingerwork got more and more intense, and more turned on I got. As I slowly felt the sports bra coming off and finally baring my breasts, I just wanted to give the r****ts a good fuck. They left the FBTs on as they fucked me.
The first cock wasted no time in entering. It wasn't too big, it didn't cramp my whole vagina at least. It thrusted for a few minutes, before disposing the cum on my stomach, convenient enough.
The second went in quickly after the first. This time was even smaller - I could feel the difference in the space it uses up, it was very sparse compared to the large dicks I'm used to. It however got bigger as it thrusted, and in mere seconds, unloaded inside me. That's real business, I thought.
The third dick also unloaded in me. But this was big, warm, thick, and went straight onto the G-spot on the first thrust. And it didn't disappoint me in hitting the spot almost every subsequent one! It was totally worthy.
There were seven more dicks which entered my vagina, two more of which ejaculated inside. Ten cocks within 30 minutes or so. The four which shot inside left my vagina overflowing from four dickloads worth of cum, and it was literally dripping. The others, along with some which likely didn't penetrate, came all over my whole body. Truth be told, my climaxes were aplenty, and so was the pain, which they didn't give any regard to. It was probably one of the worst vaginal pains ever which came along with one of the most satisfying climax-series ever.
I was immobilised for a moment but told myself that I needed to get back to hall quick while I undid the blindfold and mouth gag. Hall was rather near, and I scrambled to find my sports bra, but to no avail. My FBTs were badly ruptured, so much so that they're much like a skirt as the centre conjoining fabric came off. The rubber waist band was also badly handled, and broke once I stood up.
So I left hall and began running, alone. I felt the wind rubbing against my pussy and as the weather turned cold from the slight drizzle, my nipples hardened as well. As I swung my arms as part of the running stance, I purposely used my fingers to twitch my nipples a little, giving it a little more stimulation. Oh how I wished my 5km ended faster, so I could return to hall and masturbate from the horniness. Sensing even more coldness, I picked up speed to generate more heat to combat the cold wind.
When hearing some quicker running footsteps from behind, I was already panting. And from the pace and heaviness of these steps I could almost certainly tell it was a guy jogging at night as well. Good to slow down to let him overtake, I thought. I didn't turn back or around as the footsteps neared me, and out of a sudden, I felt a towel over my mouth, and a force which gagged me by mouth.
Shouting and shoving was to no avail from the sheer strength of the assaulter, who wore a black hoodie and black shorts with running shoes. Apparently I deducted that he had followed me for close to 1km. The next thing I knew was being dragged to a dark carpark nearby. I tried to struggle, but relented after being overcame time and again.
The notion of **** came into my mind. There's this love-hate relationship with forced sex for me. I thought as I got transferred to the dark area, and decided that I would try to make an escape later at the **** site. The bulging dick of the assaulter brushed against my silky FBTs, and I could feel out the whole rod rubbing against my butt crack, which slightly turned me on, and caused the dick to grow larger as we slowly moved to the site of sex.
Once safe, another equally buff figure blindfolded me. Oh, seems like such a planned activity. As they pulled my sports bra upwards to reveal my breasts, I still had the slightest thought of escaping, but once a delicate finger started to touch my left nipple, I aborted that thought. I got turned on from the possibility of ****, well done to me. Even if I didn't, I couldn't now. Another two was pinning me down, I felt, as the fingerwork got more and more intense, and more turned on I got. As I slowly felt the sports bra coming off and finally baring my breasts, I just wanted to give the r****ts a good fuck. They left the FBTs on as they fucked me.
The first cock wasted no time in entering. It wasn't too big, it didn't cramp my whole vagina at least. It thrusted for a few minutes, before disposing the cum on my stomach, convenient enough.
The second went in quickly after the first. This time was even smaller - I could feel the difference in the space it uses up, it was very sparse compared to the large dicks I'm used to. It however got bigger as it thrusted, and in mere seconds, unloaded inside me. That's real business, I thought.
The third dick also unloaded in me. But this was big, warm, thick, and went straight onto the G-spot on the first thrust. And it didn't disappoint me in hitting the spot almost every subsequent one! It was totally worthy.
There were seven more dicks which entered my vagina, two more of which ejaculated inside. Ten cocks within 30 minutes or so. The four which shot inside left my vagina overflowing from four dickloads worth of cum, and it was literally dripping. The others, along with some which likely didn't penetrate, came all over my whole body. Truth be told, my climaxes were aplenty, and so was the pain, which they didn't give any regard to. It was probably one of the worst vaginal pains ever which came along with one of the most satisfying climax-series ever.
I was immobilised for a moment but told myself that I needed to get back to hall quick while I undid the blindfold and mouth gag. Hall was rather near, and I scrambled to find my sports bra, but to no avail. My FBTs were badly ruptured, so much so that they're much like a skirt as the centre conjoining fabric came off. The rubber waist band was also badly handled, and broke once I stood up.
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