Gang raped on the construction site (experience story adult novel)

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Like other recent college graduates, I was busy looking for a job. Although I was born in a middle-class family and my parents had some connections in this city, I was not willing to let my parents find a job for me. Like other new-age girls, I would rather find a job on my own. Even a low-paying job is enough to satisfy my desire for independence. I also have a boyfriend, who is my college classmate. Our relationship has always been lukewarm and progress has been very slow. Of course, this is somewhat related to my shyness and my boyfriend's dullness.

I majored in accounting. In today's society, this major is both popular and difficult to study. The popularity lies in the fact that every company needs an accountant, but the difficulty lies in the fact that every company wants to find an experienced accountant. I naturally understand this, so I decided to lower my profile and start by accumulating experience and qualifications. Hard work pays off, and soon I received a call from a real estate company asking me to go for an interview. It was my first interview and I was both excited and nervous. I actually read a lot of information about interview essentials on the Internet.

The next day, I put on a professional women's suit that I had never worn before, and even I couldn't believe that the beautiful woman in the mirror was myself. The pink western-style miniskirt suit, the black peep-toe high heels with a cover in front and an empty back, and the light pink stockings that I was wearing for the first time, made me look mature and sexy yet youthful and cute. For this interview, I went to the barber shop yesterday to get a Korean-style wavy hairstyle. After putting on some light makeup, I went out with my high heels making a confident "dead click" sound.

The taxi took more than an hour to arrive. When I got off the car, the driver glanced at my thighs with ill intent, which made me feel even more uncomfortable as it was the first time I wore such clothes. After getting off the car and looking around, I was a little surprised that this was not an office area with many office buildings as I had imagined. On the left is a messy construction site with a 6-story building that has just started painting its walls. On the right, it looks more like a slum, with a group of ragged people sitting at the door fanning themselves out of boredom. I walked towards the construction site, and after a few steps I suddenly felt a hand grabbing my ankle, and I screamed in fright. When I turned around, I found that it was an old beggar in his forties or fifties, lying on the ground weakly, muttering "Girl, please be kind, girl, please be kind..." I looked at him carefully. The old beggar had a broken leg, his body was covered with scars, his eyes were confused, and he looked quite pitiful. Being kind-hearted, I took out 50 yuan from my wallet and gave it to the beggar. This was the money for my afternoon taxi ride home. I decided to take the bus home instead. The old beggar was stunned for a moment, then immediately kowtowed to express his gratitude profusely. I smiled at him awkwardly and quickly continued walking towards the construction site.

After searching for a long time, I finally found a small bungalow that looked like an office on the construction site. When I entered the room, I was shocked to see a bunch of migrant workers crowded inside and making a lot of noise. I had no idea what was going on. I saw a young man in a suit in the crowd, so I quickly went up to him and asked, "Excuse me, is this XXX Real Estate Development Company?" The man finally squeezed past me and asked, "Who are you looking for?" I hurriedly said, "It's me, I'm here for an interview. Where should I go for the interview?" The man was busy saying, "You sit over there and wait, our manager will be here soon." Then he turned around and shouted at the group of migrant workers, "Stop making noise, stop making noise! ​​Our manager will be here soon! I'll go in and call him, you just wait quietly!" After that, he hurriedly squeezed into the inner room and locked the door. The migrant workers gathered at the door and shouted for a while before they found a place to sit down, cursing at each other.

I sat uncomfortably in a corner. I could tolerate the stinking smell of sweat in the room, but this situation was far from what I had expected. Just when I was at a loss as to what to do, I suddenly felt something hot on my legs. I looked up and was shocked to see that all the migrant workers in the room were staring at my long legs. The atmosphere in the room suddenly froze. I felt hot all over, and I tried my best to bring my legs together and cover the hem of my skirt with my resume. At this moment, a voice broke the frozen air, "Girl, your legs are so white, is that the result of your... stockings?" I blushed with embarrassment and cursed awkwardly, "You hooligan!" My voice was drowned out by a burst of laughter and no one heard it. At this moment, I suddenly felt the stockings on my thighs tightened, I looked down and found that the migrant worker sitting next to me was gently pulling my stockings with his hands. I stared at the man's face with shame and anger, his face was black and white and covered with dust, only there were two clean lines under his nose. The smirk and obsession on his face were twisted together, looking extremely ugly. I was just about to push him away when suddenly a man rushed in from outside, shouting, "Damn it! That guy ran away! There's no chance of us getting our wages today!" Immediately, there was a burst of cursing in the room, and the migrant workers got up and walked out. At this time, the boy next to me pulled me up and shouted, "Brothers, it doesn't matter if you don't get your salary, we can ask for it tomorrow. But today we brothers are blessed, look what the fat black guy gave us!" Everyone turned around to look at me, and the room instantly became deathly silent. I was so scared that I yelled, "What do you want to do? If you dare to get close to me, I will call for help!" At this time, a short and fat migrant worker said to everyone, "Zhang Ersha is right! This girl is in cahoots with the black fat guy. If we can't get our wages, of course we have to use me to pay off our debts! Don't you agree?" The eyes of the group of people were wide open, and they began to whisper, "Yeah, there is no outsider on this construction site, let's take her to our shed and enjoy herself!" "Damn, this girl is so fucking hot, her figure is better than the TV host yesterday!" "She looks like that, that Sun Yanzi?"

Before I could scream, a migrant worker had already put a sack around my upper body from behind. Then I felt a group of people carrying me out. I struggled desperately, but I was no match for a bunch of migrant workers who worked there every day. Along the way, I only felt countless hands touching my legs, feet, hands, and body, scratching me so hard that it hurt. Some people even held my feet in stockings and licked them while walking. Not long after, I was thrown to the ground and the sack on my head was torn off. I immediately screamed loudly, "Help! Help! Someone save me!" The short and fat man wiped his saliva and said with a lewd smile, "You are in our shed, there is no ghost around, your screams are of no use!... Damn, this girl is pretty when she cries!" A group of people took off their stinky clothes in a flash, pounced on me like wolves that had been hungry for a winter, touching and licking me randomly. They will never have the chance to talk to such a beautiful girl in their entire lives, let alone touch my body.

I had already cried like a baby, and seeing that shouting was useless, I had to plead with them pitifully, "Dear brothers and uncles, please let me go. I just graduated and am here to find a job. If you let me go, I will thank you very much..." But these hungry dogs, who had been blinded by their blood, had no mercy on me. They tore off my pink jacket and the white shirt underneath in a few seconds, revealing my proud breasts. The people gathered in front were stunned, "Oh my god, this is much better looking than my wife's, mine is all deflated..." Suddenly a migrant worker pounced on it like crazy and started biting it, and I screamed in pain. When a group of people saw this, they swarmed over like flies and grabbed at it as if it were steamed buns in a steamer. My cries were drowned out by the excited breathing of dozens of migrant workers.

The migrant workers squeezed on the periphery couldn't get the soft breasts, so they turned their attention to other places. My slender legs in stockings and toeless high heels naturally became their first target. Zhang Ersha was the first to rush forward. He was the first person in the office to tease me about stockings. In Zhang Ersha's mind, stockings and high heels are the distinguishing features between city women and rural women. Although with the reform and opening up, rural women have also learned to wear stockings like city women, but our legs, which have become deformed due to work and poverty, will not look good no matter how good the stockings are. Now holding such a pair of white, slender legs in stockings, it seems like a dream for Zhang Ersha, who has always dreamed of becoming a city dweller. He licked my legs randomly, and his hands gripped my ankles like iron pliers. Zhang Ersha, who was still a virgin, was isolated from everything around him. As his tongue, stockings and legs rubbed against each other, the fire in his chest burned more and more fiercely, and he just wanted to find a more special way to vent it that he would not dare to imagine in normal times. So Zhang Ersha stopped licking my legs and pushed away the guy who was licking my instep. He grabbed my feet which were wearing front-covering and back-holstered high-heeled shoes, took out his penis impatiently, and stuffed it between the soles of my feet and the gap between the high-heeled shoes. My high heels have a buckled loop at the back that holds the heels in place. The tension of the loop makes the high heels and the soles of my feet tightly clamp Zhang Ersha's penis. On one side is the wonderful touch of stockings and the soft and warm soles of my feet, and on the other side is the cold and hard surface of the high heels. In this strange clamping situation, Zhang Ersha rolled his eyes in comfort and twitched wildly, as if my feet were a cheap whore, fucking me hard and savagely. My whole body was rubbed by the migrant workers' hands, penises and tongues, and my mouth was stuffed with the short and fat man's tongue. The short and fat man had never married in his life, but now he stuffed his fat and smelly tongue into the mouth of a 20-year-old beauty. His saliva couldn't stop flowing out and poured into my mouth. I suddenly felt a hot stream on the soles of my feet. It turned out that Zhang Ersha had ejaculated.

The others were also frantically looking for an outlet for their catastrophic lust. Some of them imitated Zhang Ersha and started fucking my feet, some of them rubbed my soft breasts with their penises, and some of them grabbed my hands and masturbated themselves. The short and fat man stuffed his smelly penis into my little mouth. Even a prostitute would not be willing to lick such smelly swollen flesh, but now it was completely stuffed in a sexy little mouth and pressed against my throat. I kept retching. The cramp-like contraction of my throat and the streams of saliva spurting out made the short and fat man so happy that his mind went blank. He actually kept his penis stuck in my throat and forgot to pull it out. I was so suffocated that my eyes began to roll up and my whole body twitched. If the migrant worker next to me had not hurriedly pushed the short and fat man away, I would not have been able to make it. After the fat man pulled it out, I was breathing and coughing hard, but this did not stop others from using my beautiful body to vent their animal desires. The two migrant workers behind me who were fucking my beautiful feet were also obsessed like Zhang Ersha, as if my feet were born with the vulgar charm of a prostitute, making them unable to control themselves and fucking them madly and violently. The semen and the crazy friction caused the stockings on my feet to rip. The migrant worker who was fucking my feet simply stuffed his penis into the hole and started fucking it wildly.

A tall and thin migrant worker was licking my beautiful legs frantically. Suddenly, he started shaking as if he had a cramp. The visual and tactile stimulation alone made him unable to hold back and ejaculate. After sitting there for a while, he seemed to feel that he had suffered a loss, and pushed away the heads that were pressed against my butt, took out his penis and pressed it into the crack of my buttocks which were covered by pantyhose. He stared blankly for a long time without moving, at my round and perky butt wrapped in stockings. He had never seen such a sexy butt even in the pornographic magazines he picked up from the garbage dump. When he came to his senses, he shouted excitedly, "City women's butts are different! Their butts are prettier than the moon!" After that, he lay on my back, rubbing his lower body with pantyhose in the crack of my buttocks quickly, and biting my ear hard with his mouth. I didn't care about the pain anymore, and let these migrant workers do whatever they wanted like a fool. With a cry of "Ah!", the tall and thin migrant worker pushed hard through his pantyhose and actually pushed the stockings into my asshole. At the same time, semen spurted out and flowed all over my crotch. I was awakened by the severe pain coming from my anus, and I struggled and cried out. But before I could shout out, a penis was stuffed into my mouth again. After the tall and thin man pulled out his penis, the stockings were still deeply stuck in the anus, forming a magical and sexy hole. Several migrant workers rushed up one after another and inserted their penises into this irresistible hole. The friction between the penis and the inner wall of the anus through the semen-soaked stockings generated a crazy magic, making the migrant workers stuck to my butt move wildly as if they had taken ecstasy. Unfortunately, after less than 10 thrusts, the intense physical and psychological stimulation made him ejaculate. The stockings that were stuck in his anus had not yet broken, and because of the stockings, the semen flowed out and went down my thighs. The young worker was still reluctant to pull it out and wanted to continue to occupy the magic cave, but his friend refused to allow it and pulled him down. A middle-aged worker in his early 40s immediately took the opportunity to ride on it. The other migrant workers who didn't get the chance asked the tall and thin guy anxiously, "How is it? How is it? What does the anus of a city woman feel like?" He came to his senses and cursed, "You know shit. This girl's anus is of course pleasant, but the itchy and tight feeling of inserting a dick wrapped in stockings is awesome! It's much better than fucking my wife's loose hole!"

After hearing this, the migrant workers seemed to understand something and were trembling with anxiety. They turned over the middle-aged migrant worker who was riding on my butt like a dog and said, "Brother, don't just enjoy it by yourself. There's a hole in front. Make some room for us!" After hearing this, the middle-aged migrant worker turned me over and hugged me from behind, with his penis still stuck straight in my asshole. Several other migrant workers hurried forward and, following the instructions of the tall and thin worker, pushed their penis into my vagina through my pantyhose. The stockings were miraculously stretched into my vagina, tightly wrapping his penis. I had been dating my boyfriend for several years, but I had never let him touch me. At this moment, a migrant worker's dirty and smelly penis was forced into me. I was so ashamed and angry that I fainted from the severe pain. Two migrant workers, one in front and one behind, held me in the air and started fucking me. The other migrant workers couldn't play with my mouth and breasts, so they had to scramble to fuck my feet in high heels. This pair of beautiful feet in stockings had been fucked twenty or thirty times before. The high heels and stockings were covered with saliva and semen, making this pair of feet, which already had a lewd charm, look even more lewd.

At this moment, this obscene scene was being secretly watched by a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes close to the ground. No one expected that the old beggar I had given money to before followed me into the construction site, and later saw me being carried out by the workers, and followed me all the way here. No one knew how he convinced his conscience not to help this poor and kind girl. He just lay there, staring blankly with his confused eyes.

I was fucked in various positions by this group of migrant workers. The stockings that were stretched into my vagina had long been torn, and semen was flowing out from it like a leaking water pipe. Each of the more than 30 migrant workers had released their sexual desires on me no less than five times. They had accumulated their desires for a year and were waiting to get their wages and return home to release them on their plump wives, but they didn't expect to release them all on me here. My pussy was as red and swollen as two lips, which stimulated the migrant workers to keep stuffing it in endlessly. More than ten hours later, the migrant workers left satisfied, leaving me lying unconscious on the messy ground with my red and swollen butt sticking up, like a bitch waiting to be fucked by the next person. The clothes on her body had turned into tattered strips, her stockings were torn into tatters, and the stretched part was still stuffed in her anus. Her whole body was covered with white liquid, her high heels had been blocked by semen so that the color could not be seen, and her swollen pussy was oozing semen like a spring.

The old beggar who had been lying quietly outside for more than ten hours now crawled over to me eagerly and pressed his whole body on me like a dog finding food. I was like a broken doll under him. Without any unnecessary movements, the old beggar directly thrust his penis, which was covered with all kinds of stuff, into my swollen little hole. The old beggar felt my pussy twitching constantly, and the swelling of the inner wall made my pussy unusually tight. As the old beggar thrust in and out, my pussy kept oozing out white semen. Just as the old beggar was moving obscenely on me, I suddenly woke up for some reason. When I turned my head and saw that the person lying on my back was the old beggar I had given alms to before, I completely collapsed and tried my best to struggle. I had no choice but to be tormented by forty men for a whole night and had no ability to resist. I could only kick my high-heeled feet twitchingly. My awakening made the old beggar even more excited. He turned me over on my back, knelt in front of my pussy and continued to fuck me frantically. The old beggar grabbed one of my legs while thrusting and greedily licked my stocking-wrapped toes through the opening of my open-toed high-heeled shoe. Suddenly, the old beggar bit my toes and the sole of my shoe hard, and then ejaculated after a few thrusts. The pain in my toes and the hot semen made me scream. The old beggar continued to twitch without caring at all, and his semen spurted out continuously as if a floodgate had been opened, as if this was the semen he had accumulated for a lifetime.

After four or five minutes, a beam of flashlight shone in, and the old beggar, who had not yet finished ejaculating, hurriedly pulled out his penis and quickly crawled into the darkness. I hurriedly shouted for help to the people who suddenly appeared, but they ignored me and just shone their flashlights on me. The leaders seemed to be discussing something. It turned out that they were people from the nearby slums and came here after hearing my screams. After a long time, a man came over, picked me up and carried me on his shoulders. I breathed a sigh of relief. The terrible nightmare of more than ten hours was finally over, and the poor girl fell asleep immediately.

I slowly opened my eyes, and what appeared in front of me was not my parents or the doctor, but a dirty fat man with an obscene face, and my lower body was being violated by his erection. Looking around, I saw dozens of slum men surrounding me, some masturbating, some fucking my stocking feet, some licking my nipples, and I passed out again...