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"Boys will be boy"and"you know what boys want."Both were things I often heard and when we girls would get together and talk about male child, well, now, men, it was often what was said."It's all they want."And my girlfriends and I were at the local anaesthetic one belated good afternoon respective miles away from where I lived and we had bar collation and drinks into the too soon evening exchanging our former stories of life and the men who were in or out of our life history. How when one would take us to dinner and a show what they wanted later which they didn't often get…whether we girls were being bribed by the men for the"later"part of the particular date. We talked about early things, our study, our chores, the bills that had to be paid but the one thing we all had in common was the etiquette involved in dating : they give and then it is our turn to establish or move over not and I suppose when men get together for an evening it is what they talk about, that or football. Probably more often about football.

We all had a nice long sojourn that one night and it was a distance menage for me so I took a shortcut through the parking area even though it was very dark and I wondered if I was being smarting to not go around the park instead of entering, walking alone, having a few crank under my bash, a little warm from our meeting, maybe not thinking things through and so I found myself walking through the dark parkland. I saw some boys, well, men ahead around a bench having pouf. 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 brass and walked on toward them and felt I would just keep walking no matter what they might say and I knew they would say something. It's what boys/men do when a pretty young lady walks by. right ? Right ! And I was a pretty young lady : petite, overnice fuzz, young, clip digit and one of them said :"how-do-you-do there. Out for a walk ? come on over and say ‘ how-do-you-do'What's the precipitation ?"And I walked on not looking but my arm was grabbed and I was pulled over to the terrace."seed on. Say ‘ hello'to the chap. You're a pretty lass."I tried to pull out away but they were grown and stronger and I looked around. There was no one around, just us, late at Night, in the park. Me and four men all smiling at me and I was scared and couldn't move. He had a strong hand and held me there. One of the others came over and tried to kiss me. I turned away. Then my pass was held and there was a back talk on mine."You taste unspoilt !"he said. He tasted of tobacco."All we want is a footling taste. We won't trauma you. Just a appreciation and then you go on your way."

I was being pulled away from the way. Hands on my shoulders 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 dress lifted off."We won't hurt you and just possess a little fun and off you pop."If only that was confessedly I thought. I'd stay out of car park. Just don't hurt me. And there were hand on my tit. oral cavity kissing my breasts and I smelled tobacco. 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 base and shower. A quick shower bath to get unobjectionable of all this. They pulled me down on the grass and my legs were pulled apart and I felt my breasts being kissed and more tobacco smell 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 breasts but hands were at my privates and then I heard a zipper. Here spread eagled and a zipper. My manpower were being held, my legs and I was lying naked in the park thinking of a shower ! Madness.

Then the hands left my privates. The custody were actually easy, not tearing at me, but caressing me, and…darn…getting me wet ! I didn't know how violence could get me wet. This was a different kind of furiousness and a different variety of wet and I was anxious for my shower and to be let go but they hadn't finished getting a"taste"as he said. It was wrong, I knew it was faulty, but I started to say to myself :"Just do it. Just get it over with and let me take my dress and go."My head teacher was swimming with"let me go"thoughts 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 mind was saying"let me go home"but my consistence, my disloyal and insubordinate body was saying :"fuck me, fuck me intemperately, gain me come and then let me go."That penis, a fat one, spreading my lips, exploring my cunt, my body lifted my hips and gripped that penis and then I grunted, I was ashamed of myself, I couldn't help myself, I was coming on this penis in me which moved a few insistent more times, spurting hot inside which always made me hot and I came again !.

The guy 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 second guy and in went his penis. I was numb from the starting time thick penis and this one wasn't as big. What was I doing comparing rapist ? And I was thinking, comparing and started churning inside again, my naughty organic structure taking over again and I lifted my rosehip to let in the second phallus which soon was limp and a third was at me and I smelled more tobacco and was thinking shower. Then a one-fourth. I'd made three penises limp and actually I was cook for number four. I was fighting back, not letting them enjoy a immunity as they might want and my cunt was tired and dripping out all the three previous comes and waiting for the final one. But I was still on attack. My cunt hot and ready.

My eyes still closed. My body still being held and my branch facing pages and then numeral four ! At last ! This wouldn't take foresightful I thought. I was almost home. But identification number four, of course, was dissimilar. It was bigger, longer, thicker and I felt empale and spread head and I felt my legs stretchability of themselves."Let her go cat. I've got her pinned with big old ‘ Charlie'here and she's not going anywhere. She likes nookie, even strange fucking with unknown men in a iniquity park"and he stuck"Charlie"bass inside me and my hands and ft were released from their clench. My body liked"Charlie"…"Churning"“ Fucking"“ Charlie."He stuck me rich, taking my breath, making me dizzy.

I lifted my articulatio genus and held on for my final fuck and his tobacco breath was at my mouth, licking at me, I opened my eyes, he was skilful looking and sweaty and nude and I held his breast on mine and let him be intimate me hard as he was grunting and my trunk was in tally boot of me and squeezing his huge cock. We were fauna fucking like dogs in the park and I was thinking of Jim and his dog and how I came years ago and had that picture in my mind with this new"Charlie"and being fucked and coming and the guy cable chuckling and waiting for my exhibitor, then walking, almost running menage in my dress, opening the doorway, up the stairs, turning on the shower.

I couldn't wait to be clean and clean away those guys chuckling because they had not only raped me but also made me come up, several times. I was ashamed of my body…my naughty, dirty, betraying physical structure. The water felt wonderful, cleaning me off. I was soaping myself now, every corner and cranny and washing my fumble 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 hands and body took charge and I came again ! I guess I couldn't fault my body, or my handwriting, they were just being their licentious selves, pleasuring me in their own way.

I knew it was wrongfulness, that boys/men would be whatever they would be and all of us girls experience what they wanted and sometimes got, not always after a dinner and a display, not always after a dance, sometimes we got it in a dark park and sometimes, a girl got off in a dark green and in the shower bath after ! I three-fold locked the battlefront door and went to bed, wondering about myself, my physical structure, my feelings, about life and how I was household and showered .