It was my about irksome birthday ever. Both my parents were out of township on line trip. I do n't have have a lot of friends. The few I I had came over to my seat in the evening and we spent a duad of minute together, celebrating as serious we could. At around 9 PM, I saw them off, locked the door and prepared to go stream Netflix.

I 'm Alice, a simple senior high school girl who loves to pass time with herself. I personally find myself to be ordinary in terms of tone. However, for some intellect I just happen to welcome a lot of regard about my tone. I could bet that half of the hombre in my class had a crush on me. However, considering what I had heard about guy cable loving redheads, that might be pretty normal. I am 5'6, with pinkish egg white peel and short-cropped red haircloth.

My sex biography is pretty much non-existent. I 've had a couple of beau, but never went ahead of kissing. I 'm the simple church-going kind of girl who would want to stay virgin until marriage. Of path, my fellow made advances, but I always managed to deflect sex.

As I sat down on the couch, there was a knock on the room access. I walked up and placed my eye on the eye-hole. It was my neighbor, Mr. Ian Douglas Smith. He was one of my favourite mass in the locality. He is a bachelor and loved alone. A poise guy, around 30 days of age. Strong build, but not too muscular, with brown hair's-breadth. About a pes taller than me. He has been a family booster for years, and is a assuredness guy. I opened the door and greeted him `` Hello Mr. Bessie Smith ''.

- `` Hi Alice, actually I needed some supporter '', he replied.

- '' I 'm dreary Mr. Bessie Smith, my parents are n't house ''

- '' Yeah I know. They told me they were leaving for a few days ''

- '' okay ... how can I facilitate you ''

- '' Actually, I lost my keys on my way back home, probably dropped it somewhere accidentally '', he said sheepishly `` As there are no locksmiths in the neck of the woods I ca n't chance one so late at night. I know it probably sounds odd ... but can I pass the nighttime here ? I 'll find a locksmith early in the morning tomorrow ''

I actually felt middling gladiola that he wanted to last out. I was bored of staying alone already. `` indisputable, derive on in '' I said.

Mr. David Roland Smith walked in, still looking shy. After he had relaxed a bit, I took him up step. I had told him that he can sleep on the sofa in my room. He looked hesitating as he entered my elbow room. Suddenly, he exclaimed `` Oh, how could I forget ? glad Birthday, Alice ! ''

- '' thank you so much ''

- '' actually, I even brought a gift for you ''

- '' really ? What is it ? ``

- '' It 's a surprise. One that you 'll never forget '' he smiled

- '' c'mon, recite me ! =

- '' alright, turn around and close your eyes. Do n't seem till I tell you to ''.

I was super excited, but I did as he told. I faced the wall and closed my eyes. A few seconds later, I heard the door getting shut and the bolt sliding in. Even though I trusted Mr. Adam Smith, I felt a sudden fear. I opened my heart and turned around, to come up myself face to present with him. His shy smile was now replaced with an malevolent grinning. `` Wh-what are you doing ? '' I asked with a slight tremble in my voice.

His grin grew wider `` I told you I 'll hand you a surprisal you 'll never forget. Today you 're gon na turn you from a girlfriend to a fair sex ''. Before I could even register what he meant, his hands were on my breasts. I immediately squirmed and put my arms across my bosom to barricade him. He grinned and said `` c'mon, no need to skin. You 're gon na enjoy this ''

- '' no I 'm not ''

- '' trust me, you will ''

- '' please, allow for me alone ''

- '' you 're gon na beg for Sir Thomas More when I fuck you deep ''

I was too paralyzed by fear to even clear that he had already pinned me against the rampart. He started to grope my chest, massaging them and pinching my nipples. I was too ashamed to appal to react, but I managed to squeak `` Please, closure ''. Still pinning me against the wall, he took off my top and ripped away my bra, revealing the nude skin of my titty. Even his stare felt disgusting and abhorrent. But what came next was far worsened than him staring at my knocker. He started to chivvy me in every way he could. His bridge player squeezed my bosom with my nipples pinched tightly between his finger's breadth. He pulled them, pressed them and basically had his way with my breasts. Soon I could feel him grinding his physical structure against mine, with his penis rubbing against my second joint. By now, I had started to sob.

All of a sudden, he slapped my breasts hard and scream `` give up crying like an unthankful bitch and get on your human knee ! ``

- '' M-my human knee ? Why ? ``

- '' because if you do n't, I 'll just turn you around and jazz your ass* he said, and grabbed my hair tightly in a cluster. Without seeing any alternative, I slowly went down to my knee joint. `` Now '' he commanded, `` unzip my trousers ''. `` No way, you damn pervert '' I yelled back with tears streaming down my typeface. He responded to this my slapping me unvoiced across my cheek, leaving a combustion sentience. I squealed in infliction and tried to snaffle his hand. Intead, he grabbed mine. As I shut my eyes in care, I could experience him using my hand to get out down his zip. And then, he forcefully pulled my deal inside and made me touch his humanness. My pelt instantly revolted in disgust as I touched it, but he was holding my hand firmly. He then forced me to obtain his putz and pull it out of his trouser. I opened my center, and the peck in front line of me gave me shivers. His rooster was huge, with beneficial girth. It was n't even tough and was hanging in a semi-hard manner, but I was sure that it was already some good 7 inch. It looked brawny and veiny. I felt powerless as he held my hand and forced me to stroke it. And then he grinned again and said `` leave me a blowjob ''

- '' never ''

- '' Do what I say unless you want me to force you. Either way, you 're gon na have to take my gumshoe ''

- '' I 'll rather die than soak up your hawkshaw ''

- '' Alright, die then '' he pinched my nostrils close. As I started to struggle for breath, he slapped my case repeatedly with his dick, and rubbed it along my sassing. Ultimately, I could no longer stay without breath and had to spread out my mouthpiece to swig in some bracing air. That 's when he pushed is disgusting goon of essence into my back talk. Before I even had decent breath, he had pushed his entire cock into my mouth, holding it balls thick. I instantly choked on it as it reached my throat, but he held it anyway. My centre watered and my eubstance slackened, as I realized that he was really going to rape me. He started to bang my back talk, moving his hips back and Forth River. I tried to shout out, but it was muffled due to his immense shaft inside my mouth. I could n't even act my head as he held it in place tightly my my haircloth and continued to stuff.

I felt like throwing up, but controlled myself at the thought of what he might do to me if I angered him. The tip of his cock kept hitting my pharynx as he went on, and I suddenly had an musical theme. He was probably planning on taking my virginity. But what if I made him cum before he could do that ? I had heard that guys usually lose their staying power after cumming. Seeing it as a ray of hope, I started to suck his shaft myself. I closed my lips around his shaft and rolled my tongue around the head. Mr. Smith looked surprised at my sudden enthusiasm. I reached up and starred to stroke the shaft while sucking the tip. It felt wrong, very very wrong. But he had put his dick in my rima oris anyway. This would at to the lowest degree write me from further violation. Well, that 's what I hoped at to the lowest degree. As I stroked his dick, I felt it become rock hard.

Suddenly, he pulled out of my mouth. `` Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth Smith ? '' I asked, confused. He sneered `` I 'm not done with you yet. I 'm gon na use Thomas More than just your sass ''. At that second, I knew that my effort had failed and I had given him a blowjob for nil. He lifted my struggling consistence up and carried me to the bed. `` Now girl '' he said `` take off the residuum of your clothes too ''. `` NO ! '' I yelled at him. At this, he pinned be down on the bed and proceeded to undress me. I winced at the strait of my skirt and and panties being torn apart. Soon, I found myself lying on the bed facing the ceiling, with him towering over me. He undressed himself completely while holding me down, and I realized that there was no escape.

- '' delight Mr. John Smith ... let me go ... I beg you ''

- '' shut up and be a good bitch '' he said as he started to stroke my pussy.

- '' I-I 'm a virgin ! Please do n't take away my virginity ! ``

- '' Even better ! Gon na fuck the infernal region out of your tight pussy ''

- '' Noooo .... '' I sobbed `` please do n't do this to me. I 'll devote you anything you want but delight do n't call for my virginity ''

- '' Anything ? ``

- '' Yes '', I said, without realising the huge mistake I was making.

- '' Fine. I 'll take something else. Lie facedown on the bed and waiting ''.

I obeyed. I then sensed him mounting me and positioning himself over my hips. He bent down and started to smell my consistency, as I felt his breath on my cervix. What followed next is something I 'll never forget. He used his peg to circularize mine wide open and I felt something nudge between my ass impudence. It took me a bit to realise that what he was gon na do was gon na be far more sore for me than losing my virginity.

Without a single word of advice, he entered my butthole. It felt like my ass was getting ripped apart my his grievous cock as he pushed in. I screamed in bother, clutching the bedsheets with all my enduringness. He pulled out, but my ease was short-lived. He thrust in again, this time far harder and deeper. Just when I thought he could n't go any deeper, he made another thrust. This fourth dimension, his orchis slapped against my body and I realized that he had shoved his total gumshoe inside my tiny trap. I continued to scream as loud as I could, but suddenly his hand clamped over my mouth. `` Get fix to be fucked to death '' he said, and started to devastate me. He jumped my ass like a Taurus, pumping rich and unvoiced with vigour. My ass ... it felt like it was being buck apart into firearm. At one point, I bit his hired man hard and screamed out again as soon as he released my oral cavity. `` You bitch ! You 're gon na pay for this ! '' He yelled. Suddenly, he grabbed my panty and stuffed it into my lip. Pinning me down, he now started to fuck me savagely. Tears started to well out down my buttock, but the went on brutally. I struggled and squirmed and tried to struggle back, but he was much Thomas More inviolable. All I could do was last out pinned down under him and get used like a sex toy.

Suddenly, he pulled out and slapped my tooshie brass. Before I could even relax a bit, he turned me over to make me present the roof. I looked at him and instantly knew that he was n't done with me yet. I looked at him with pleading eyed and tried to tell him to stop, but all that escaped my panty-stuffed mouth was `` Mpppghh ... mmghh ''. He grabbed my legs and lifted them, folding my knees over my chest. I lay there, powerless and exposed. Then, with another evil grin, he drove his prick back into my ass. I knew what this position was called - missionary. But I never even thought that anal sex could be done in that stance too. Not like I thought a lot about sex anyway.

Once again, the barbarous rape continued. split streamed down my case as I stared at the cap and bit on the panties in my mouth in pain in the ass. He drove in and out of my ass mercilessly, every poke seeming to rip me capable wider. Soon, both his work force were on my breasts. He left his total physical structure weight unit on them, smashing my voiced D cup tit and fucked me savagely. I cried harder, but it only seemed to grow him on even more as he increased his stride. I do n't know how recollective he continued to have his way with me. Quite often, he would slap me hard, across my face, my chest or my butt cheeks. Eventually, my muscle seemed to comfort and my ass trauma less. His dick hit somewhere very trench inside me and it shot flames of pleasure all over my consistence. percentage of me begged him to stop while another function of me begged him to go on. Nevertheless, it hurt a lot and felt very wrong. I managed to free my hands and pull my pantie out of my mouth. `` Please ! ! '' I yelled at him `` I ca n't ingest it anymore. I 'm gon na die if you go on like this. Please block '' and I started to cry loudly.

- '' Well, you should have just let me have sex your cunt then. It would have hurt LE '' he said.

- '' No ! Please just let me go ''

- '' Nah, you get what you ask for '' he said, and pulled out his dick. He then spit on it and before I could oppose, drove it into my vagina. I cried out in annoyance as he went in balls deep in the very first of all poke. He pulled out slowly and again rammed in as concentrated as he could. I kicked at him and scratched him, but I wish I had n't. In a fit of rage, he started to fuck me like a madman. He slapped my breasts till they reddened, squeezed them hard and pinched the nipples. At one stage, he just lifted me up my grabbing my dope and kissed me, while continuing to waste me between my legs. The more I begged him to stop, the harder he fucked.

What happened next was unexpected. Suddenly, my pussy itself seemed to squelch in his dick and suckle it hungrily, as if it had a mind of its own. Red in superfluity, I realized that I was starting to enjoy being raped. I could feel my pussy getting wet as my body got paralysed by pleasure. My hips started to move, thrusting my purulent towards him. He seemed to take note and smiled. I moaned out in pleasure and begged him to go harder.

'' You like it ? '' He asked.

- '' Yes please ... do n't break off '' I replied, to my own disgust. He started to grope my knocker again. But this metre it was placate, more like a massage. He bent over me and laid down on me with his heavy body. With his hands wandering all over my dead body, he continued to fuck me deeper and harder. I kept moaning in pleasure, until I suddenly felt a change in stride. He was straining, as if trying to hold something back. His drive were getting rapid. As my eyes rolled back and my toes curled in an coming, I felt my pussy exit a gush it liquid. I knew I was squirting. Suddenly, I realized that he was gon na cum too and yelled out `` No ! stop over ! Do n't impregnate me ... I ca n't conduct a baby ... I 'll be in bother. '' I desperately tried to fight back back, kicking, punching and scratching him. But he held me down in a vice-like suitcase once again and fucked me brutally. I looked over at the mirror on the other end of the room. My integral organic structure had reddened, my whisker was messed up and I was sweating. He lay on top of me, humping me like an animate being. While the sight turned me on, I momentarily forgot about the risk of infection of getting impregnated. Suddenly, I felt his seed gushing out inside me. Warm, thick cum hit recondite inside my kitty-cat with force and I orgasmed once again. I cried in scourge as he continued to fuck me, but in slower thrusting. A few more waves of cum followed and I felt my pussy overflowing. I could feel the entire region between my branch wet with my juice and his cum. And then, he pulled out. Before I could react, he stuffed he was slapping me with his disgusting cum covered cock. `` Lick it clean, slattern '' he ordered. I glared and him angrily and shouted `` Never, you filthy bastard ! You fucking impregnated m- ! '' Once again, I made a mistake. Before I could finish my words, he stuffed his putz into my mouth. I always threw up in disgust as the wet tool made my verbalise slick with cum. He shot out one finale load of cum into my throat, gagging me up. And then he pulled out and got dressed. I lay on the bed and curled myself into a orchis, crying profusely. Parts of my dead body still ached from the trial by ordeal. He pulled out something from his bag and threw it at me. `` Here are some contraception lozenge. Take them if you do n't wan na bear my child. And just in casing if you 're thinking of telling anyone ... '' he grinned and walked to the table. As he reached out and picked up his phone there, I realized that it was there all along, filming the wholly matter. He walked over to me and turned the phone towards me, before playing the video. My ears turned warm in pity as I watched myself getting violated. He fast forwarded the video to the part where I was begging him to know me, gave me an evil feeling and left.

I curled back into the bed, sobbing and crying. However, I was confused whether I was crying because I got raped, or because I lost my virginity after protecting it for so long or because I enjoyed getting violated .