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Sally Mae Gets Raped (mf,rp)
by Nomad (nomad78@hotmail.com)
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This story contains graphic sexual content, as well as rape. It is not
intended for anyone under the age of eighteen, or anyone living in a
jurisdiction where such material is prohibited. Archiving on a free site
is acceptable, doing so on a pay site is note.
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So my Ma says to me, Sally Mae, don't you be sneakin' off to the
Swimmin' hole, you got chores to do, but gosh it was just so darned hot
I decided to take a quick swim after feedin' the hogs. Ever since I
been fillin' out she's been tellin' me not to be swimmin' naked either,
but there weren't another soul around, so I decided I'd take a chance.
Jeepers, the cool water felt great. It must have been a hunnert degrees
out. I splashed around a while, coolin' off, making like I was a
dolphin or something, and just as I was getting' ready to get out I
notice this fella standing there. He was dressed kinda fancy like, like
a city boy, and I says to him if he wouldn't mind turnin' his back while
I got out and got dressed, and what does he do but start takin' off his
clothes!
I say we ain't been properly introduced for somethin' like this, but he
says we gonna get introduced real good in a minute. I could tell his
thing was real hard already when he pulled his pants off, and when he
pulled his shorts off- gosh, golly and gee whiz!- It looked like one of
my Ma's rollin' pins. I says you ain't usin' that thing on me mister, I
ain't no horse y'know, and he says you think it's too big for a little
filly like you, and I says it most certainly is, but he lets loose with
all sorts of bad language, sayin' he'll make it fit.
He comes into the pond and grabs my wrist, pullin' me out, wrasslin' me
to the ground. Now, I'm a pretty strong gal, I been breakin' horses and
haulin' bags of feed ever since I was a young'un, but golly, this fella
was just too much for me. He pins my arms down and pushed my legs apart
with his knees. I says can't you think about this mister, I ain't too
experienced in things like this, and that big doodle of yours is likely
to split me in two, but I guess when a fella gets in that condition
there ain't no stoppin' him. He puts the thing up to my little place
and starts a pushin' and a pumpin'.
I'm yellin' that there ain't no way it's gonna fit, but he starts usin'
more words that I ain't gonna repeat, sayin' he'll be havin' his way
with me even if it kills me. I says back to him that that's a likely
possibility. It was like trying to fit a bull into a gopher hole, but
after a while my womanly place gets all kind of wet and slippery- I
guess it happens automatically, it certainly weren't none of my doin' -
and he manages to start workin' that big ol' Louisville Slugger in me
and Lordy! I been thrown off more than a few buckin' broncs at the
junior rodeo, and stomped on by 'em as well, but I ain't never felt
anything like this. I'm howlin', beatin' on his chest tryin' to get him
to stop, but this city fella keeps whalin' away, apparently enjoyin'
hisself quite a bit at the feelin' of his big old thing squeezed into my
womanhood.
So he's pumpin' away, like a steam locomotive comin' down Tahachpe
grade, and I'm strugglin', tryin' to get this perverted city boy off of
me when all of a sudden this fella lets out a groan like a grizzly bear
or somethin'. He holds still and - gee willikers! He starts creamin'
and a creamin' like there weren't no tommorrow, fillin' me full of the
stuff. I can't exactly say I was sorry he did- all that slippery stuff
certainly made it easier on my privates, this fella bein' built like an
oak tree and all. After he had pumped it all out he starts easin' it in
and out again, askin' me how I liked it. I says golly, I feel like I
been through a stampede.
Finally this fella rolls off of me and lays beside me, gaspin' and a
Groanin'. I wipe the sweat off my forehead and start to get dressed,
Sayin', gee mister, you could give a gal a chance to say no, not every
girl is built to take a big old tool like the one you've got.
Us country folk are polite, and after sharin' an intimate encounter
with him, even if he weren't too gentlemanly about it, I decided I
ought to invite him over to my place for a glass of iced tea, and to
meet my folks. I started thinkin' maybe he wasn't such a bad fella,
and maybe it would be nice havin' him around, but when I noticed him
lookin' over my little sister Cindy Lou, well, I decided he better
just be movin' along...