A Year of Rape
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Please note : this story is completely fictional and never try to realize it in life.
When I was senior in high school I went to a party for my class at the home of one of the seniors. I wore shorts . It was a hot humid night so I chose to wear a loose fitting shirt and no bra My bust isn’t very big- 32 B, and even the outlines of my breasts weren’t likely to be visible with the shirt br> Keg beer was on tap and someone smuggled in some bottles of hard stuff which wasn’t allowed. but they sneaked it in anyway. I know there were a couple bottles of vodka and some gin I think. A lot if the kids began spiking their beer with the hard stuff .
I hooked up with a good looking guy in my English class, Ronnie Smith. He got me a mug of beer and we circulated around talking to the others and having a lot of laughs. It was so hot and humid .that everyone got pretty thirsty.I was eating pretzels and chips and that added to my thirst. Ron kept going back refilling my mug . I know the dangers of drinking too much and after Ron got me the third mug of the night I decided I wouldn’t drink anymore regardless of how thirsty I got.
By the time I had finished the third mug I was feeling a bit light headed. I
wasn’t staggering around but I was somewhat disoriented. I told Ron I was going
home and he said” Don’t go yet. The party's just starting to swing.”
"No", I said, "I think I’ve had enough to drink and I feel a little woozy. I
started to walk home and Ron said, “Wait, I’ll drive you."
I thought about it a minute. Ron was a nice guy. He was funny and a good student and kind of sensitive so I said OK. I got into the car and we started out.
On the way he was saying how attractive I was and explained that he couldn’t understand, after four years together in school,that he had never asked me out. After tonight I’ll change that,” he said.
I was flattered. I put my head back on the seat and dozed
off. I woke when the car stopped . I looked out and realized we were in the
county park.
“This isn’t where I live," I said .
“I thought before you went home you might want to sober up a bit. I know how
parents can be."
Made sense at least in my muddled conditin.I slumped down in my seat and we started talking. He took my hand and put it to
his lips and kissed it. “You really are a very attractive young lady,” he said
.“ You know something. Ever since I first saw you I have wanted to put my lips on
yours.”
I began to warm to him.The drinks had made me feel all warm and cuddly “Well, why don’t you," I said.
He leaned over and gave me a kiss“This is kind of awkward, sitting in these bucket seats , he said. “Let’s
go sit on the picnic table over there.
We went over and sat on top of the table with our feet on the seat.We talked a few minutes about school. Then he kissed
me again and leaned me backward so that my upper body was lying on the table.
He continued to kiss me and i began to breath harder and faster. I felt my
breasts tighten and my lower body react to his kissing.
"You remind me of a poem" he said. "The way your eyes shine and the softness of your hair"
"What poem, " I asked.He started reciting:
“She walks in beauty
Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skied
And all that’s best of dark or bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
I smiled "Lord Byron," I thought how romantic to be with a guy who compares you to a poem.
"Yes, Byron but it seems to fit you so perfectly"
He kissed he again and then I felt his hand go up under my shirt to my breast.
I sighed. “You shouldn’t do that “ I said.” But it felt good and I seemed to
have lost my inhibitions with the alcohol I had ingested .His touch was gentle
and I could feel my nipples expanding.
“Maybe not, he said.” But doesn’t it feel good?
I sighed. "Here let me take this shirt off you. I like to see what I'm playing with."
He unbuttoned the shirt, I started to protest but he just kept taking it off so I let him. Everything was just feeling so good.What diffeence does it make. Besides every woman likes to show off her boobs.
He kissed me again amd gently messaged my tits and then his hand moved down and he rubbed my stomach and my abdomen. “I
squirmed as his hand went back and forth up and down. his touch was so smooth,
so exciting’ I just closed my eyes and totally relaxed.
His hand‘s downward movement was stopped by the waistband of my shorts. The
waist band was elastic so there were no buttons or zippers.. He began his motion
again and now his hand went under the waistband to the top of my pubic hair.
When I realized what he was doing I grabbed his hand and pulled it up.
, “That’s low enough.”
Oh, sorry, he said, I guess I got carried away." Then he started rubbing my abdomen again. It just felt so wonderful and my lower regions felt enflamed. In a bit he kissed me again and slowly
started to move his hand down toward the forbidden area again. I couldn’t say
anything because his mouth was covering mine in a kiss so I struggled, squirmed and reached
for his hand. He was too strong He was under my panties and rubbing my crotch.
I tried to get up but he pushed me down . He quickly pulled my pants and panties off and tossed them on the ground,each one in a different direction. My first reaction was embarrassment. I had never before been naked in front of a man and I tried to cover my crotch with my hands. Then fear set in. Now I realized what was coming. I became frantic. Everytime I tried to get up he pushed me down. I pleaded with him to let me go. I told him I was a virgin and he said that makes it all the better. I said I was afraid I would get pregnant and he just smiled as he held me down with his forearm. I still had my hands over my crotch and he smiled at me and said, "What are you hiding down there?" and he pulled my hands away leaving me totally exposed. I was so ashamed. and started to cry, pleading for him to let me go . “Shut up,bitch “he said “and stop that babbling or I’ll smack you. “ He held up his hand threateningly.
Then he put two fingers into my vagina , moving them in and out. “ Just getting
you ready ,
babe but I can tell you already are ready”
I was desperate. I didn’t want this guy whom I hardly knew, to take my virginity
away. When it happened I wanted it to be on my terms, the I way had always dreamed it would happen.
I weighted all my chances to escape and there just didn’t seem to be any. Then I
remembered what my older brother had told me.I had come home one night from a dance and my shirt was ripped. I told him what had happened and he said, "Ginny, I'm going to tell you what to do if you ever get in that kind of situation again. Then he had told me in graphic detail what to do. He said boys have this weird belief that thir penis is about the greatest thing since sliced bread. They are just so proud of it. Then he told me how to use that perception to my advantage, what to say and what to do. "It might not work, "he had said, but if you're in a desparate distution it's worth a try."
I thought about what he had told me and summoned up my
courage for my only hope.It would take a bit of acting but it's worth a shot.
Now I laid back and relaxed. I watched him drop his pants and take out his cock.
I had never seen an erect penis and it looked so big. I was sure he would tear
me apart if he shoved it in me.
“Tell you what I‘ll do, Babe. “just to show you I’m really a nice guy, If you
don’t give me a hard time and let me fuck you in peace I’ll do you a favor. I’ll
wear a raincoat so you won’t get pregnant.Ok? Promise to be a good girl?” he asked.
“Yes, “ I said. “I know you don’t mean to hurt me.You just want me to have a good time."
"Well, I see you're coming around."He looked at my crotch "I like the way your pussy smiles at me."he grinned. " Those big red lips just look so happy."
Then he reached in his pocket and pulled out a packet of rubbers. “There’s four
in here. Think we have enough for tonight? ” he laughed.
He took one out of the package and reached down to put it on. Then I said,” Here let me put it on you."
He was obviously surprised and smiled. “Now you’re getting with the program. You relax and you’re going to love this." Then he reached out and handed me the codom.
I was still sitting on the picnic table. He was standing and his dick was about even with my chest. I took the rubber and
started to put it on him. Then I drew back. “ I‘ll tell you a secret."I said softly, bashfully. "I‘ve never
seen a man‘s erect prick before. Can I look it over, kind of exam it?”.
He laughed. “Sure, Be my guest, But don‘t be too long. My dick is throbbing for
action .” I
began playing with it , rubbing it on my cheek and saying things like it’s so
hard and so long . It’s a beautiful piece of machinery. All the time I was talking
my hands were messaging, squeezing, tickling. I could tell he was
enjoying it by the agonized expression on his face. My actions got more intense
I rolled it between my two hands, teased the skin on the top and slowly began a
back and forth movement that got faster and faster. By now he was mesmerized,
his face contorted, his breathing heavy. And then he came. As my brother told me
I let his cum splash into me - on my stomach, my chest In a short time his
penis shriveled up,went limp. This was my opportunity, my brother had told me.
After coming there is a short period of time when the man loses interest in sex - he loses his focus. That is your chance to get away.
I got down and picked up my shirt and pants. “Hey, I’m not through with you., he said. Where do you think you are going.>
"Whose going? I have to go to the rest room and wash this stuff off of me.It's sticky and it smells. You wait here and don't you dare go away. I’ll be right back."
"All right," he said,“But leave your clothes here just in case you get ideas about taking off. And don’t be long. My prick’s getting harder by the second. and it wants to be shoved into you."
“I can hardly wait," I said dropping my clothes as he had told me to. “ Don’t go away.”
“I’ll be right here waiting for your hot pussy, he said.
I rushed off and made like I was going up the road to the rest rooms but when I
got out of his sight, I ducked into the bushes , went in a ways and hid behind clumps of bushes and trees. Then I peered out, watching..I
had no shirt or pants but I was thankful I still had my shoes. As I thought about what had happened
I cam to the realization that he had been spiking my beer with vodka.No way could i have felt the way I did after just three beers. >
After 10 or 15 minutes I heard a loud shout. “Bitch, you fucking bitch“ Then I
heard his car start and he drove past me looking for the restrooms. He kept
going up and down the road over and over again, stopping now and then to look in
the bushes . When I thought he had given up I went back to the area we had been
to get my clothes. All I could find were my skimpy panties which he had thrown
under the picnic table.I picked them up and they had been torn at the crotch where he had yanked them off. In the dark he must have missed them when he left. I
started walking home practically naked. It was a long walk, at least three miles, but it was dark and very few cars came along and those that did were travelling pretty fast.
Finally I reached home. My parents always leave the backdoor unlocked and a light on in the the kitchen whenever I or my brother are out at night. Last one in is supposed to lock up. I sneaked in and thought I could get to my room witout anyone seeing me but when I opened the door there was my brother sitting at the kitchen table about to eat a sandwich."My God, Babe. What happened to you? Where are your clothes? Did someone rape you?" He was really agitated. "You saved me, big brother."I threw my arms around him and kissed him on the cheek.I couldn't believe I was standing there naked in front of my brother and not being the least embarrassed. "Sit down and I'll tell you all aboutit" Then, as you can see I need a shower."Here, put this on ," he said giving me his jacket. We both sat down. I reached over and took half his sandwich. "Let me start at the beginning," I said and I told him everything.
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Mike was telling his gang pals about his latest scheme. "I got this bro who works for a moving company & for a few bucks he lets me in on easy rip off jobs. There is this yuppie white couple who he moved into their new digs & he said they got thousands of dollars worth of good shit. I scoped out the place for a while. Hubby goes to work every morning like a good boy & she takes her little kid for a walk a liitle bit later. We wait for her to leave, bust in the back way & give her a taste of...
My name is Daisy Daniels. I’m thirty-three years old, divorced three years, no children, one cat and a decent job. I live alone in a small house that I got in the divorce. Of course, I got the payments, too. It’s Friday evening and I’m looking forward to relaxing with a hot bath and a few glasses of Merlot while I watch a nice romantic comedy. I’m ready for the weekend. As I walked in the door nothing seemed amiss. I entered the kitchen and put my purse and cell phone on the table....
Introduction: Little girl raped in cornfield I grew up in a little town in the Midwest. By the time I was 13 even though I was short, Id started to get boobs. I was 48 but had a 32B bra size brown hair and green eyes. The kids my age didnt like me and I dont know why. But I wanted to be friends with them, and thats how it happened. One Halloween they dared me to go into Millers cornfield and up to the house. The Miller house was supposed to be haunted even the fields. Everyone was scared to go...
One Halloween they dared me to go into Miller’s cornfield and up to the house. The Miller house was supposed to be haunted even the fields. Everyone was scared to go there. But my ‘friends’ told me if I’d go all the way up to the house through the cornfield and come back with something I’d be ‘in’. We waited till dark, then I took a flashlight and dressed in a t-shirt jeans and sneakers I went into the corn. It wasn’t so bad at first, I grew up around corn. But after about ten minute I...
"n-n-n-no" i mumbled through his fingers in my mouth, i had only ever kissed a few guys at that time in my life, nevermind tasted seaman. He reared up pulling his dick out of my vagina, letting the pain go for a moment and allowing my vaginal passage to clamp back to normal size...........i lay there and could only watch as he knelt down on a right angle to me at the side of the bed and warl rubbing himself looked for the fullest filled condom on the floor "there we go!" he said picking up...
Introduction: Sometimes, being raped isnt always a bad thing. The grandfather clocked chimed two oclock in the morning, but all the rest of the world was quiet. Normally I could sleep through the clocks annoying chimes, but on this particular night it woke me up. I laid there listening to the pendulum as it swung back and forth and prayed that I would fall back asleep. 5:00 a.m. was going to come sooner than I wanted it to, and dragging me out of bed would be even worse if I didnt get more...
WARNING: THIS STORY IS EXTREMELY OFFENSIVE TO AMERICANS! Kathy was somber, furious, depressed, rabid, haunted, and tormented at the rape, torture, and murder of her teenage daughter. After two months, the police still hadn't solved the murder. That Monday evening in September, she called her husband from her office overlooking the Statue of Liberty and told him that she had to work late. Her senior management position occasionally did require her to work late, but she would just take a room...
I was running late to meet my wife for dinner. It was our 5th anniversary, we were due to spend the evening dining and then retreat to a pre-arraigned hotel room. I got stuck in a meeting longer than anticipated, and then the traffic was terrible. My wife, Chris, had already checked into the suite and headed down to the lounge to wait for me. When I got there I left my bag in the room and went down to find her. As I surveyed the lounge, from a darkened corner, I noticed a man in a cheap...
I pulled the throw blanket up under my chin and rolled over in frustration onto my side to face the TV. I had shut it off hours ago in my sleep, but now the silence was deafening. I grabbed the remote off the coffee table, got more comfortable on the couch, and turned the television back on hoping that some late night infomercial would bore me to sleep. Some Billy Mays wannabe rambled on about tins that make tortillas into taco bowls and I slowly drifted off back to sleep. I never heard the...
‘Smack!’ Wan Ling hit the wall and slid to the ground. Around her, classmates formed a wall around her, most of them folding their arms and shaking their heads. Mei Lin, the class monitress stepped up. “Chen Wan Ling, we have found you guilty of theft from no less than 5 classmates, with possessions totaling to hundreds of dollars. For your misdeeds, you shall be punished.” Wan Ling looked upwards at the other girl in fear. Mei Lin stepped back, dispersing the class a little....
??????????????? ??????????????? ??? First We Talk. Then I Rape. Page 1. ????????? ?It was time for our first conversation.??? ??????? ?I had them both, mother and daughter, kidnapped and completely under my control in my secret holding place far from prying eyes or where anyone might hear their useless screams for me to stop or for help.? I'd had them this way for several hours by now, and it was time to get on with my plans. Get my balls rolling, so as to say and I really looked...
SUPERIOR COURT TRIAL PART 99 JUDGE POMPHREY PRESIDING Clerk: People vs. Charles Friendly, Statutory Rape, your honor. Judge: Prosecutor, good to see you again. Defense, welcome to my court. That is the defendant, I take it? And the supposed victim, this is she? Prosecutor: That is correct, judge. The State will show that Mr. Friendly, 18 years old at the time, had unlawful intercourse with Miss Cherry Diddlins, then 14 years old. Judge: Defense? Defense: We are ready, your honor. Judge:...
Copyright© 1990 - All rights reserved He didn't even see her at first. She was behind a counter and invisible. Then she came out from behind it and drew his eyes. She was short, maybe only five feet. Her face was narrow but very pretty, pixiesh, cute like he liked them. She was petite but it looked like she was pretty well built, even if it was all downsized. Her breasts were probably not that big but looked pretty good on her narrow chest. She had big green eyes, or maybe it was just those...
I was looking for a new girlfriend, but you know how it is, when I was in my recent long term relationship, I was always seeing available girls, now I had split with Trish, I was seeing none. I was at this party with my flat mate Phil, when this pretty thing in a red dress gave me the eye. Oh my, she looked nice, not tall, probably five one, five two at the most, but boy was she stacked. Her large tits were overflowing her low top and a pair of shapely thighs appeared from under her short...
This past weekend, he went out of town with a couple friends of his on a guys' getaway, leaving me at home alone. He left on a Friday afternoon and told me he would be back Sunday night. I went about my day on Saturday pretty much like usual, shopping and running errands, and returned home around 10PM after having dinner with a girlfriend of mine. I was in bed by 11. I had been asleep for an hour or so, when I was jarred awake by a man yanking my head up by my hair and clamping his hand over...
Sanjay also Jlvoan of my youth could not escape. Excuse me again and again to things that either comes into the room himself, or takes call me. Dole was in his mind with my sexy antics. Sanjay has it that I was waiting for action. Mom left Dad's office after the change and only shirt I would wear was. In Paante wore not. Was therefore not used to wear a long shirt pajamas. Because of this flexibility of my Cutdon, Bubs was the move and sees flexibility of body. I wanted it in some way and...
Chapter One I sat in the back of the seedy run down bar. I was scanning for my next victim. The bar was full of rough looking people, dock workers, construction crews, and few biker types. This was my kind of bar, but I was not looking for a rough type tonight. I was looking for someone craving some excitement, someone you would not expect to see in a place like this. I sat there for a few hours, watching the strippers and sipping a few beers. I was watching the strippers on stage,...
Introduction: True story about my first time. ****This is a true story of my experience. I do not condone rape, this was the most horrifying yet erotic experience of my life. What happened to me 10 years ago is as follows…**** My very first job was at a tanning salon when I was 16 years old. I was not the type of girl that had a lot of experience with guys, in fact, I had only ever kissed one guy up to that point. My mom was very strict so I wasnt allowed to have boys over or go out with them....