The Girl Working in the Bookstore (Rape and Abuse Adult Fiction)

I'm a young girl working in a rental bookstore, and I'm always responsible for closing the store at night. There are always all kinds of people coming into the store at night, and they always stay in the 18+ area. I'm embarrassed to stare at them all the time, but sometimes I hear some strange noises, so I have to secretly look over there through the monitor. It turns out that those people are masturbating while looking at women's photo albums.

Sometimes I would want to play a prank, so I would walk near that area and do something that would make some noise, such as clearing my throat, putting down a book, etc.

But people make mistakes and horses stumble. One night, I was the only one on duty and there was a heavy thunderstorm that night, so I wore a super mini skirt for fear of getting my clothes wet. The store manager that day also specifically told me that I could close the store and leave early if there were no customers after 11:30, so I was looking forward to 11:30.

11:28 When I was about to turn off the lights, a customer suddenly came in. He was a regular customer who came almost every day. He would leave about 10 minutes later at about this time every time, so I just sat at the counter and waited obediently, praying that no one would come during this time. After 5 minutes, I also heard some strange noises. I thought I was free anyway, so I might as well tease him, so I walked to the 18+ area.

I deliberately took a few books and walked to the opposite side of the bookcase where he was. I first put the books back in place and made a click-click-click sound. But he seemed a little nervous because of my approach, and his breathing gradually became louder. I looked in his direction through the bookcase and found that his pants were half off. I ran towards him quickly in a mischievous manner. He was startled, his penis immediately softened, and he wanted to put on his pants in fear.

I smiled and walked back to the counter. The customer quickly took a few books, walked to the counter to pay and left. But just as I was about to close the door and leave, a fat middle-aged man suddenly walked in and pushed me inside.

"Sir, what are you doing? We are closed."

He didn't say anything, just pulled down the iron door and locked it. I felt a sudden fear for no reason. I hid back at the counter and prepared to press the alarm, but he found me and dragged me out of the counter. "Ah - let me go, please let me go, I can give you the money you want!"

He smiled with contempt. "I want the money, and I want your body too."

Without saying a word, he pulled my hair and dragged me to the back of the store. I screamed all the way. He kicked me in the stomach and told me to cooperate. I thought that since I couldn't escape, I had to try my best to cooperate with him and suffer less physical pain.

Seeing that I was much more obedient, he pinched my face and forced me to face him. He kissed me forcefully. I frowned and dodged, keeping my mouth tightly closed, not wanting him to have the chance to put his tongue in. But the devil is always stronger than the good. He reached out and pinched my breast. I cried out in pain, and he took the opportunity to put his tongue in and began to entangle with my tongue.

I really wanted to close my mouth and bite him, but he seemed to know it already and pinched my chin tightly, not giving me the chance to close my mouth. After the hot and wet kiss, he began to move to other parts of my body. He first asked me to take off my top and underwear. I refused at first, but he slapped me and I felt like I was about to faint. I had to cooperate with him to take them off. I sobbed slightly but dared not make any sound, which made my chest rise and fall. He grabbed my right breast and held my left breast in his mouth, sucking and licking it, biting it from time to time. My body felt numb.

I didn't know how I should react, so I had to bite my lower lip lightly, for fear of screaming. He kissed all the way down, and even lingered at my belly button. I chuckled softly because of the itchiness, and wanted to push him away, but when I thought of the physical pain I had just suffered, I endured it. I was breathing lightly, and the sound made him think that I was aroused. Without saying a word, he reached out to touch my lower body. I was frightened by the sudden invasion and screamed softly, and subconsciously wanted to close my legs.

He raised his head and glared at me. "Do you want some more slaps?"

I shook my head nervously and slowly opened my legs, but my hands were still covering myself. This was the first time someone had looked at my private parts like this, even I had never seen it like this. My cheeks turned red with shyness. He slapped my hands away and scratched me gently through my panties.

Then, he intensified his movements, and I gasped softly because my body was numb from time to time. He buried his head between my legs and teased my nerves with his deft tongue. His tongue was better at serving people than his hands. I suddenly felt a tremor, and the fluid of arousal flowed out of my lower body.

He roughly pulled my panties off and I followed his instructions. "Your body is much more honest than your mouth."

I was so ashamed that I didn't know why I was violated by a stranger, but I felt a lot of pleasure. While I was thinking, he had already inserted his fingers into my vagina. I felt a slight pain in my lower body, so I frowned, but when he began to thrust slowly, I forgot the pain and moaned softly following his rhythm. “Hmm—ah—ah—”

He suddenly put his finger in front of my eyes. "Look, your body is so honest. Stop pushing it! If you want it, just shout it out loud."

Men seem to like women to moan, but I think it is a shameful behavior, so I suppressed it. At this time, he suddenly squeezed his penis into my lower body. My heart skipped a beat, but I immediately felt the tearing pain "Ah!" The blood trickled down my thigh to the ground. This was my first time. Although I had heard about it before, I didn't expect it to be so painful. Moreover, the feeling was even stronger without any expectations.

He raised his head and looked at me with a surprised look in his eyes. "first?"

With tears in my eyes, I nodded pitifully, feeling him filling my lower body and the tearing pain. I wanted to pull away, but he held my waist tightly and thrust hard, hitting the deepest place again. I felt the pain again and shook my head and begged. "No - please, let me go, it hurts!" Tears kept flowing from his eyes.

But he did not waver, instead he quickened his thrusting movements, each time there was the sound of flesh slapping against each other, and it could be seen that he hit the deepest point each time, and the initial pain gradually disappeared, replaced by waves of pleasure. "Ah-ah-hmm--" I also began to be unable to control myself and cried out softly.

He was also roaring softly because he was feeling comfortable. I felt the pleasure coming and took the initiative to hook my legs around his waist, matching his swinging. For the first time, I experienced what pleasurable sex was. I thought I might fall in love with this feeling in the future. The love juice from my lower body suddenly spurted out and I reached orgasm, but he hadn't reached the climax yet. He turned me around, made me lie on the floor, and fucked me from behind.

At this time, the wetness of my lower body had already reached its peak. His second entry was even smoother and I didn't feel any pain. I knew that I had fallen in love with this feeling. There was a popping sound coming from my lower body, and these obscene sounds echoed in the room. But at this moment I didn't think much about it. My mind was blank and I just immersed myself in sex. After countless times of thrusting, we both reached orgasm together. "No, I'm about to cum."

I shook my head. "No, I'll get pregnant." I begged him humbly.

But he ignored me and shot the turbid liquid into my body, then he slowly pulled out his penis, and I collapsed on the ground. After he cleaned himself up briefly, he took out a mobile phone from his coat pocket and took a few photos of me. "If you dare tell anyone, these photos will be posted everywhere tomorrow."

He left the store and was never seen again.