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"Boys will be boys"and"you know what boys want."Both were things I often heard and when we female child would get together and talk about boys, well, now, men, it was often what was said."It's all they want."And my lady friend and I were at the local one late afternoon respective miles away from where I lived and we had bar snacks and potable into the early evening exchanging our in style level of life and the men who were in or out of our life sentence. How when one would take us to dinner and a appearance what they wanted later which they didn't often get…whether we lady friend were being bribed by the men for the"later"part of the engagement. We talked about early things, our work, our chores, the bills that had to be paid but the one thing we all had in coarse was the etiquette involved in dating : they give and then it is our turn to give or devote not and I suppose when men get together for an eventide it is what they talk about, that or football. Probably more often about football.

We all had a nice foresightful visit that one night and it was a aloofness home base for me so I took a crosscut through the Mungo Park even though it was very benighted and I wondered if I was being overbold to not go around the park instead of entering, walking alone, having a few glasses under my belt, a little warm from our coming together, maybe not thinking things through and so I found myself walking through the dark parking lot. I saw some boys, well, men ahead around a judiciary having fag. I thought of turning back but I was already half way through the park by then and walked on toward the men. My mistake.

I got up my cheek and walked on toward them and felt I would just keep walking no affair what they might say and I knew they would say something. It's what boys/men do when a pretty girl walks by. Right ? Right ! And I was a reasonably daughter : petite, nice hair, Loretta Young, trim figure and one of them said :"hullo there. Out for a walk ? semen on over and say ‘ hullo'What's the hurry ?"And I walked on not looking but my arm was grabbed and I was pulled over to the workbench."Come on. Say ‘ hello'to the lads. You're a moderately lass."I tried to pull away but they were big and stronger and I looked around. There was no one around, just us, late at nighttime, in the parking lot. Me and four men all smiling at me and I was scared and couldn't move. He had a strong paw and held me there. One of the others came over and tried to kiss me. I turned away. Then my forefront was held and there was a sass on mine."You taste good !"he said. He tasted of tobacco."All we want is a little gustatory sensation. We won't harm you. Just a tasting and then you go on your way."

I was being pulled away from the path. Hands on my berm pushing me to the ground. I was outnumbered and out smarted and thought how dumb I was to get into this. Then I felt my dress lifted and there were hands all over me and my apparel lifted off."We won't hurt you and just sustain a little fun and off you pop."If only that was true I thought. I'd stay out of Mungo Park. Just don't hurt me. And there were hands on my breasts. Mouths kissing my white meat and I smelled tobacco plant. They weren't hurting me just abusing me and I was their victim late at night in the Park. All I could think was I wanted to go home. To be released and go home and shower. A warm shower to get sporty of all this. They pulled me down on the Gunter Wilhelm Grass and my legs were pulled apart and I felt my boob being kissed and more baccy spirit and chuckling. Yes ! They were chuckling about it all but it wasn't funny. It was pathetic. Didn't they have something better to do ? And then it wasn't just my knocker but hands were at my private parts and then I heard a zip. Here cattle farm eagled and a slide fastener. My manus were being held, my leg and I was lying naked in the park intellection of a shower ! Madness.

Then the hands left my buck private. The work force were actually soft, not tearing at me, but caressing me, and…darn…getting me wet ! I didn't bang how ferocity could get me wet. This was a dissimilar kind of fierceness and a different kind of wet and I was anxious for my shower and to be let go but they hadn't finished getting a"gustatory modality"as he said. It was wrong, I knew it was wrong, but I started to say to myself :"Just do it. Just get it over with and let me take up my dress and go."My psyche was swimming with"let me go"thought process and then I felt a penis on me, at me, in me, back and Forth River, in and almost out and then in again and my head was saying"let me go abode"but my physical structure, my disloyal and insubordinate body was saying :"fuck me, fuck me hard, make me make out and then let me go."That penis, a fat one, spreading my backtalk, exploring my cunt, my torso lifted my hips and gripped that penis and then I grunted, I was ashamed of myself, I couldn't avail myself, I was coming on this penis in me which moved a few insistent more fourth dimension, spurting hot inside which always made me hot and I came again !.

The guy cable started chuckling again, muttering,"She liked it. Did you see that ? She came for him and now it's my turn."I still was held down for the endorse guy and in went his penis. I was numb from the showtime thick penis and this one wasn't as big. What was I doing comparing raper ? And I was thinking, comparing and started churning inside again, my spicy consistence taking over again and I lifted my rosehip to let in the 2nd penis which soon was hitch and a third was at me and I smelled more tobacco and was thinking shower. Then a fourthly. I'd made three penis limp and actually I was set for number four. I was fighting back, not letting them enjoy a resistance as they might desire and my twat was tired and dripping out all the three previous comes and waiting for the final one. But I was still on ardour. My pussy hot and ready.

My eyes still closed. My organic structure still being held and my legs gap and then number four ! At last ! This wouldn't take recollective I thought. I was almost nursing home. But number four, of form, was different. It was bigger, longer, thicker and I felt impaled and spread and I felt my legs stretch of themselves."Let her go guys. I've got her pinned with big old ‘ Charlie'here and she's not going anywhere. She likes shag, even strange fucking with strange men in a dark common"and he stuck"Charlie"trench inside me and my hands and infantry were released from their clasp. My trunk liked"Charlie"…"Churning"“ Fucking"“ Charlie."He stuck me deep, taking my breath, making me dizzy.

I lifted my articulatio genus and held on for my final shag and his tobacco breath was at my mouth, licking at me, I opened my eyes, he was good looking and sweaty and naked and I held his dresser on mine and let him get it on me hard as he was grunting and my consistency was in total complaint of me and squeezing his huge cock. We were animals fucking like click in the parking lot and I was thinking of Jim and his dog and how I came years ago and had that picture in my head with this new"Charlie"and being fucked and coming and the guy cable chuckling and waiting for my exhibitor, then walking, almost running home in my garb, opening the threshold, up the stair, turning on the shower.

I couldn't delay to be fresh and fair away those cat chuckling because they had not only raped me but also made me come, several times. I was ashamed of my body…my naughty, dirty, betraying torso. The water felt marvelous, cleaning me off. I was soaping myself now, every nook and fissure and washing my muff and privates and then I couldn't bring my manpower away from myself. I was getting aroused thinking of the night and four cocks and my men and dead body took care and I came again ! I guess I couldn't blame my body, or my hands, they were just being their licentious selves, pleasuring me in their own way.

I knew it was wrong, that boys/men would be whatever they would be and all of us girls fuck what they wanted and sometimes got, not always after a dinner and a show, not always after a dance, sometimes we got it in a dark park and sometimes, a girl got off in a shadow car park and in the shower bath after ! I double locked the front room access and went to bed, wondering about myself, my body, my belief, about lifetime and how I was menage and showered .