How
I Lost It
By
Mandy Carter
Exhib,
mast, bg, rape
This
is another part of my life story. It is always useful to have red earlier stories,
since they give basic information to help you better understand the content of this
story.
I was 13 and still adventurous.
I'd been sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night to run around the
neighborhood naked (we kids called it, "Nekkid!") for over a year.
So, one night I was outside at about 11 o'clock, getting real excited slipping
along the streets near home, rubbing all my special places and having nifty
cums as I wandered around. Everything was properly scary, and my little pussy
was dripping with excitement from the huge rush I get from risking being seen
or caught running around naked, outside, and from rubbing myself.
It was dark enough
that someone that was 50 feet away could be seen, but you couldn't tell what
they were wearing, unless there was a streetlight nearby. I had gotten about four
blocks away from home and was really happy to be out without a stitch of
clothes on and having really good cums a couple times a block.
POW! something hit
me on my shoulder. I froze, right there, fingers frozen in place in my cunt and
on my tit. A voice whispered in my ear something like, "Gotcha,
Mandy!" I almost screamed, but caught myself and just sort of gurgled.
"What 'cha
doin' runnin' around nekkid and playing with yourself? Tryin' to get yourself
fucked?" It was Bobby Woodard, a kind of tall, 14 year old boy who lived
in the house I had just walked by. I shrugged out from under his hand, turned
around, hands now in my hips, and stared at him, "You about scared the pee
out of me, Bobby." He replied, "Yeah? And, boy, are you gonna catch
it when everyone finds out you are a 'prevert' who's runnin' around the
neighborhood nekkid."
'Un oh,' I thought
to myself, can't let that happen, so I asked, "Bobby, you aren't going to
tell anybody are you?" "Give me a reason why not to," he growled.
The embarrassment (or is that 'em-bare-ass-ment?') of being
caught and everybody knowing about me getting caught naked outside, much less
so far from home, made me blurt out, "You Can't! I'll do anything for you
if you don't tell."
I know this sounds
like some stupid old melodrama, but he said, "Anything?" I kinda
whispered back, "Uh huh, anything." In a voice filled with glee he
said, "I wanna stick it in yer pussy." "What," I nearly
shouted. "Yep," he said, "You gotta let me fuck you to keep me
quiet."
"But I've
never done that before."
"Don't care.
That's what you gotta do, if you wanna keep my mouth shut about you being a
nekkid show off."
"Shit!" I
thought about what would happen if he talked, and reluctantly said,
"OK."
Bobby was grinning
from ear to ear as he grabbed my wrist and dragged me into his back yard and
then pushed me up onto the picnic table. He had my butt hanging off the end and
the rough ends of the boards were hurting my back. He didn't care. He had his
fuck toy and he was going to use it . . . ME!
He took his hand
and lined his hard little pecker with my hole and got the head inside. Then, he
grabbed my little tits, squeezed them hard, and jammed that little cock of his
all the way inside my virgin cunt. I felt something sort of pop, hurt with a
real sharp pain, and then felt his prick sliding on into my very sloppy cunt.
My mind couldn't decide whether to shriek in pain or sigh with pleasure, so I
just lay there and let Bobby fuck me.
He was pumping in
and out of me like a jackhammer, and it was beginning to feel real good, when
he shot off. I could feel him shooting into me. Stuff shot out of his prick
like maybe seven or eight times. All I remember for sure is that I cummed,
pretty good about the time he finished. I was shaking like crazy, wanting to
yell out that I had just been fucked for the first time. It was anything but
romantic and loving, but I tingled all the way from my toes to my nose, and had
a better than ever feeling in my crotch, tummy, and tits that I wanted to have
a lot more times. It felt great, even if it was caused by a little blackmailing
piece of shit.
I pushed Bobby off
of me, hard, making him trip over his shorts and fall on his ass. I was about
to leave and go home, but I stopped and growled at Bobby, "You piece of
shit, you say anything at all about me to anybody, and I'll swear you tore my
clothes off me and raped me, and I'll have the torn clothes to prove it,
complete with grass stains on 'em. Don't forget that!"
I was a little bit
dazed as I walked home, not paying much attention to what was going on around
me, but no one else bothered me. It had started raining. I heard thunder just
before getting inside. I went into my brother's and my bathroom and took a
shower, rinsing the cum, a little blood, and other juices out of my pussy and off
my thighs and down the drain. Finally, I went to bed to try and get enough
sleep to be reasonably awake at school tomorrow.
So, that's how I
lost IT, my virginity . . . and got rained on.