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Jesse (MMF, rape, teens)
by Wiley06 (Short 1.0)
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Walking home from her friend's thirteenth birthday party Sandy smiled
to herself: it had been the first coed party she had been allowed to
attend, and she loved it.
Jeff, sixteen years old and the best looking guy there, as well as her
friend's brother, had even flirted with her, and she glowed with the
remembrance, for she had been hoping to catch his eye.
She had worn a pair of cutoff jeans, revealing her young, alabaster skin
and beautiful legs, and a tight, striped shirt, showing off her slender
waist and budding breasts. As she walked, her long, straight blond hair
brushed against her lower back, and her full lips and large blue eyes gave
her a sexy look, which, added to the beauty of youth on the verge of
womanhood, made her look stunning.
The party had run late, well into the hours of darkness, but she lived in
a good, white, neighborhood, so didn't mind walking home at night. In
fact, the cool breeze against her skin and the stars of the new moon made
her feel almost euphoric. She was happy, happy, happy, and turned to take
a shortcut between houses.
It was even darker between the walls of the houses, but she knew her way
well, so was surprised when she tripped over something and, with and
ooomph, landed hard on her hands and knees.
She started to get up, wondering what had happened, when she was shocked
by a heavy body falling onto her back, forcing her hard down on her
stomach in the dirt of the path. Terror took her and she tried to scream,
only to have a large hand clamp itself over her lower face, stuffing a
cloth between her teeth, muffling her cries.
She struggled to get her hands from under her body and, when the weight
lifted for a minute off her torso, she dragged herself forward half a body
length, trying to escape. She wasn't thinking at this point, just
reacting like the trapped animal she was, and kicked out of the shorts her
attacker was pulling from her legs, half stood, and scrambled forward, her
hands going to her mouth to remove the gag so that she could scream for
help--people were all around her, if she could only scream.
Before she could take out the gag though, she ran full tilt into someone
large, someone strong, who wrapped his arms around her, pinning her to his
chest, her arms to her side, and bore her, struggling and kicking, to the
ground.
She thrashed and squirmed beneath him, and bucked in terror as she felt
warm lips press against the side of her neck, gently nuzzling and sucking
on her tender skin. She had to escape, she had to, she thought, then
froze as she felt another pair of hands pulling at her underwear, dragging
it down past her creamy thighs and her well formed calves.
She was naked from the waist down now, and knew that these two men were
going to rape her, were going to take her virginity in a brutal, inhuman,
way. She struggled furiously, her head thrashing back and forth and
moans breaking through the gag, as she felt the man on top of her begin
working his penis free from his jeans, still sucking and slobbering on her
neck, his knees now between her legs, forcing them apart. She felt his
cock press against her virgin opening and moaned in humiliation as his
lips moved to her ear, her hands pinning her struggling form for the
moment.
"You're a hot little cunt," he whispered into her ear, her body
flushing with shame, "and hot little cunts need fucking. And I'm going to
fuck you." She cringed at his words, and at the phallus pressing
forcefully against her pussy. She cried out in pain through her gag as
the head of his cock popped into her virgin canal, dragging the dry flesh
painfully along with it.
Blackness engulfed her vision as she felt her hymen tearbeneath his
battering cockhead, the pain filling every corner of her body and mind.
Her virginal blood slicked his entry as he filled her to the balls with
his throbbing manhood, her body stiff in agony, her body feeling like it
was being torn apart.
Her rapist began brutally thrusting into her, giving her no quarter,
whispering in her ear things like "oh ya, baby, nice and tight. Fuck ya.
Good cunt," while licking and sucking on her neck. Minutes which seemed
like hours passed as he rode her, slamming her slender hips and buttocks
painfully into the dirt with each downward thrust, and the pain gradually
lessened to be replaced by strange feeling of fullness. She barely
registered this change, though, weeping as she was in terror and
humiliation. He froze on top of her and moaned, and she could feel his
seed fill her belly, coating the inside of her vagina, bringing a cool
relief to her tortured young flesh.
He rolled off of her and she tried to get up, to finally escape; they had
taken her virginity, surely they would let her go now. She managed to
prop herself onto her elbow when two hands grabbed her ankles and lifted
her legs high into the air, forcing her once more onto her back. Before
she could do anything, her knees were beside her head and there was
another man on top of her, his penis searching for her newly violated
pussy.
She gasped as he entered her in one smooth motion: it didn't hurt this
time, her previous rapist's sperm lubricating the way for her second
violation. He began to fuck her slowly and steadily, kissing her face,
her eyes, her forehead, her lips and her neck. After her previous rape it
was almost comforting; she was exhausted from her struggles and, held like
this, almost folded in half, she couldn't move, could only lay there,
slowly getting fucked for the second time in her young life.
A warmth spread through her body as he slowly thrust into her, and she
felt the nipples on her small but firm breasts begin to throb beneath the
chaffing of her shirt and bra, rubbing back and forth against her breasts
by the gently rocking motion of the man above her. Her loins began to
tingle, like a humming or a buzzing deep down around her pussy, as she
stared confusedly at the sky past her rapists silowhet.
What was happening to her, she though, her fear building as the sensations
of her body slowly increased. She had never felt anything like this
before, and it frightened her. She closed her eyes, trying to forget what
was happening to her, trying to forget that she was lying in the dirt
being raped by two men, but the sensations engulfing her body, the
delicious sensations coursing along her nerves, began to overwhelm her.
Each thrust of his cock brought a muffled gasp from her as sparks of
pleasure flashed across her body. His kisses on her face and neck became
burning, thrumming pleasures as the buzzing deep down in her groin
increased with each stroke of his cock in her tender teenaged cunt. She
felt him increase his pace on top of her, and her eyes snapped open and
her body started shaking with the tension of coming ecstacy.
It felt so good, she thought, so good, and she screamed in release as he
bit down hard on her neck, the pain sending ecstacy screaming down to her
cunt, which burst out in the most incredible sensations of her life, wave
after wave of agonizing pleasure rocking her slender young body, her cunt
gripping and grasping and twisting around the invading phallus, her vision
going black as she felt a man's seed fill her for the second time in her
life before she passed out.
When she awoke she found herself stripped naked and lying in a 5'x5' cage
hanging 4' from the ground. She waited there, terror and despair slowly
growing in her as she looked around the room by the light of the single
bulb in the ceiling. The manacles on the wall, the benches with shackles
and leather restraints, the chairs with the same, the display cases with
clamps and whips and dildos, the leather masks, the pit, three feet deep,
just below her cage, all struck fear into her heart; she started screaming
for help.
She stopped and stared in surprise as the door opened and in walked her
friend, whose birthday party she had gone to, Lisa, followed by her
brother Jeff and her mother and father, Karen and Bill, and the family
dog, a german shepherd. "It looks like our little prize has woken up,"
she heard Bill say before she passed out from shock and amazement.