It was my virtually dull birthday ever. Both my parents were out of town on business trip-up. I do n't have experience a lot of friends. The few I I had came over to my position in the evening and we spent a duad of hours together, celebrating as ripe we could. At around 9 PM, I saw them off, locked the door and prepared to go pour Netflix.

I 'm Alice, a mere highschool lady friend who loves to spend time with herself. I personally find myself to be ordinary in terms of looks. However, for some grounds I just find to receive a lot of compliments about my face. I could bet that half of the Guy in my year had a crush on me. However, considering what I had heard about bozo loving redheads, that might be pretty rule. I am 5'6, with pink white peel and short-cropped red hair.

My sex life is pretty lots non-existent. I 've had a duet of boyfriends, but never went ahead of kissing. I 'm the simple church-going sort of girl who would want to stay put virgin until marriage. Of line, my boyfriends made advancement, but I always managed to avoid sex.

As I sat down on the couch, there was a knock on the door. I walked up and placed my eye on the eye-hole. It was my neighbor, Mr. Smith. He was one of my favourite mass in the vicinity. He is a knight bachelor and loved alone. A cool guy, around 30 yr of age. Strong frame, but not too muscular, with brown hair. About a ft taller than me. He has been a fellowship ally for years, and is a cool guy. I opened the room access and greeted him `` howdy Mr. metalworker ''.

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

- '' I 'm sorry Mr. Smith, my parents are n't home base ''

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

- '' O.K. ... how can I assist you ''

- '' Actually, I lost my Francis Scott Key on my way back home, probably dropped it somewhere accidentally '', he said sheepishly `` As there are no locksmiths in the region I ca n't find one so late at Night. I know it probably sounds odd ... but can I spend the night here ? I 'll find a locksmith too soon in the morning tomorrow ''

I actually felt pretty glad that he wanted to stick. I was bored of staying alone already. `` Sure, come on in '' I said.

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

- '' thank you so much ''

- '' actually, I even brought a natural endowment for you ''

- '' really ? What is it ? ``

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

- '' c'mon, tell apart me ! =

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

I was super shake, but I did as he told. I faced the bulwark and closed my center. A few secondment later, I heard the doorway getting shut and the deadbolt sliding in. Even though I trusted Mr. Smith, I felt a sudden fear. I opened my eyes and turned around, to chance myself expression to front with him. His shy smile was now replaced with an evil smiling. `` Wh-what are you doing ? '' I asked with a fragile tremble in my voice.

His grin grew broad `` I told you I 'll yield you a surprise you 'll never forget. Today you 're gon na turn over you from a girl to a cleaning lady ''. Before I could even register what he meant, his hired hand were on my boob. I immediately squirmed and put my limb across my boob to stop him. He grinned and said `` c'mon, no need to struggle. You 're gon na enjoy this ''

- '' no I 'm not ''

- '' trust me, you will ''

- '' please, will me alone ''

- '' you 're gon na beg for more when I fuck you deep ''

I was too paralyzed by fear to even realise that he had already pinned me against the bulwark. He started to grope my boob, massaging them and pinching my nipple. I was too ashamed to appal to respond, but I managed to screech `` Please, catch ''. Still pinning me against the wall, he took off my top and ripped away my bra, revealing the raw skin of my chest. Even his stare felt disgusting and repulsive. But what came next was far worse than him staring at my tit. He started to molest me in every way he could. His work force squeezed my titty with my nipples pinched tightly between his fingers. He pulled them, pressed them and basically had his way with my breasts. Soon I could find him grinding his soundbox against mine, with his member rubbing against my thighs. By now, I had started to sob.

All of a sudden, he slapped my knocker hard and yelled `` stop crying like an unthankful beef and get on your knee ! ``

- '' M-my knees ? Why ? ``

- '' because if you do n't, I 'll just turn you around and have it off your ass* he said, and grabbed my hair tightly in a clump. Without seeing any options, I slowly went down to my knees. `` Now '' he commanded, `` unzip my trousers ''. `` No way, you damn pervert '' I yelled back with binge streaming down my case. He responded to this my slapping me knockout across my boldness, leaving a burning whizz. I squealed in botheration and tried to grab his hired hand. Intead, he grabbed mine. As I shut my oculus in fear, I could feel him using my hand to pull down his zip. And then, he forcefully pulled my hand inside and made me match his manhood. My cutis instantly revolted in disgust as I touched it, but he was holding my script firmly. He then forced me to hold his dick and pull it out of his trousers. I opened my eyes, and the sight in front of me gave me shivers. His putz was vast, with safe girth. It was n't even hard and was hanging in a semi-hard manner, but I was sure enough that it was already some serious 7 column inch. It looked muscular and veiny. I felt powerless as he held my hand and forced me to stroke it. And then he grinned again and said `` devote me a cock sucking ''

- '' never ''

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

- '' I 'll rather die than imbibe your tool ''

- '' Alright, die then '' he pinched my nostrils close. As I started to struggle for breather, he slapped my human face repeatedly with his dick, and rubbed it along my lips. Ultimately, I could no longer stay without breath and had to open my mouth to gulp in some fresh air. That 's when he pushed is disgusting clod of meat into my mouth. Before I even had enough breath, he had pushed his entire cock into my mouth, holding it balls deep. I instantly choked on it as it reached my throat, but he held it anyway. My eyes watered and my body slackened, as I realized that he was really going to rape me. He started to sleep together my sass, moving his hips back and Forth. I tried to holler, but it was muffled due to his huge prick inside my mouth. I could n't even proceed my head as he held it in post tightly my my pilus and continued to thrust.

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 shaft kept hitting my throat as he went on, and I suddenly had an idea. He was probably planning on taking my virginity. But what if I made him cum before he could do that ? I had heard that bozo usually lose their stamina after cumming. Seeing it as a ray of hope, I started to suck his pecker myself. I closed my lips around his shaft and rolled my glossa around the psyche. Mr. Joseph Smith looked surprised at my sudden enthusiasm. I reached up and starred to stroke the pecker while sucking the tip. It felt wrong, very very wrong. But he had put his dick in my mouth anyway. This would at least pull through me from far assault. Well, that 's what I hoped at to the lowest degree. As I stroked his dick, I felt it go rock hard.

Suddenly, he pulled out of my back talk. `` Mr. Smith ? '' I asked, confused. He sneered `` I 'm not done with you yet. I 'm gon na use Sir Thomas More than just your backtalk ''. At that moment, I knew that my feat had failed and I had given him a blowjob for nothing. He lifted my struggling body up and carried me to the bed. `` Now little girl '' he said `` get hold of off the rest of your dress too ''. `` NO ! '' I yelled at him. At this, he pinned be down on the bed and proceeded to divest me. I winced at the sound of my annulus and and panty being deplume 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.

- '' Please Mr. Smith ... let me go ... I beg you ''

- '' shut up and be a respectable 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 sleep together the Inferno out of your tight puss ''

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

- '' Anything ? ``

- '' Yes '', I said, without realising the Brobdingnagian error I was making.

- '' amercement. I 'll take something else. Lie facedown on the bed and time lag ''.

I obeyed. I then sensed him mounting me and positioning himself over my coxa. He bent down and started to reek my trunk, as I felt his breath on my neck. What followed following is something I 'll never forget. He used his branch to overspread mine astray exposed and I felt something jog between my ass cheeks. It took me a moment to understand that what he was gon na do was gon na be far more sore for me than losing my virginity.

Without a single warning, he entered my butthole. It felt like my ass was getting rip apart my his atrocious shaft as he pushed in. I screamed in bother, clutching the bedsheets with all my effectiveness. He pulled out, but my easing 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 time, his balls slapped against my body and I realized that he had shoved his total dick inside my tiny kettle of fish. I continued to scream as loud as I could, but suddenly his hand clamped over my mouth. `` Get ready to be fucked to death '' he said, and started to devastate me. He jumped my ass like a bull's eye, pumping deep and hard with vigour. My ass ... it felt like it was being torn apart into objet d'art. At one decimal point, I bit his manus hard and screamed out again as soon as he released my backtalk. `` You bitch ! You 're gon na pay for this ! '' He yelled. Suddenly, he grabbed my panties and glut it into my sass. Pinning me down, he now started to fuck me savagely. rent started to stream down my impudence, but the went on brutally. I struggled and squirmed and tried to fight back back, but he was much More stronger. All I could do was stay pinned down under him and get used like a sex toy.

Suddenly, he pulled out and slapped my butt cheek. Before I could even relax a bit, he turned me over to constitute me face the cap. 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 block, 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 smiling, he drove his peter 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 position too. Not like I thought a lot about sex anyway.

Once again, the savage rape continued. bout streamed down my side as I stared at the ceiling and bit on the panties in my oral cavity in pain. He drove in and out of my ass mercilessly, every thrust seeming to rip me open wider. Soon, both his hands were on my breast. He left his entire body exercising weight on them, smashing my soft D cup dope and fucked me savagely. I cried harder, but it only seemed to turn him on even more as he increased his stride. I do n't know how long he continued to cause his way with me. Quite often, he would slap me hard, across my face, my breasts or my butt cheeks. Eventually, my muscles seemed to comfort and my ass hurt less. His dick hit somewhere very rich inside me and it shot fire of pleasure all over my body. percentage of me begged him to stop while another theatrical role of me begged him to go on. Nevertheless, it hurt a lot and felt very wrong. I managed to rid my hands and pull my scanty out of my mouth. `` Please ! ! '' I yelled at him `` I ca n't take it anymore. I 'm gon na die if you go on like this. Please contain '' and I started to cry loudly.

- '' Well, you should cause just let me fuck your snatch then. It would take hurt to a lesser extent '' he said.

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

- '' Nah, you get what you ask for '' he said, and pulled out his tool. He then spit on it and before I could respond, labor it into my vagina. I cried out in hurting as he went in formal deep in the very foremost thrust. He pulled out slowly and again rammed in as hard as he could. I kicked at him and scratched him, but I wish I had n't. In a fit of furore, he started to fuck me like a madman. He slapped my white meat till they reddened, squeezed them hard and pinched the nipples. At one gunpoint, he just lifted me up my grabbing my boobs and kissed me, while continuing to ravage me between my leg. The more I begged him to stop, the harder he fucked.

What happened next was unexpected. Suddenly, my pussy itself seemed to squeeze in his hawkshaw and suck it hungrily, as if it had a mind of its own. Red in overplus, 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 coxa started to move, thrusting my pussy towards him. He seemed to choose Federal Reserve note and smiled. I moaned out in pleasance and begged him to go harder.

'' You like it ? '' He asked.

- '' Yes please ... do n't block up '' I replied, to my own disgust. He started to grope my breasts again. But this time it was blue, more like a massage. He bent over me and laid down on me with his heavy body. With his hands wandering all over my body, he continued to hump me deeper and harder. I kept moaning in delight, until I suddenly felt a change in pace. He was straining, as if trying to hold something back. His thrusts were getting rapid. As my centre rolled back and my toes curled in an sexual climax, I felt my pussy release a outburst it liquid. I knew I was squirting. Suddenly, I realized that he was gon na cum too and yelled out `` No ! Stop ! Do n't instill me ... I ca n't assume a child ... I 'll be in trouble. '' I desperately tried to fight back, kicking, punching and scratching him. But he held me down in a vice-like grip once again and fucked me brutally. I looked over at the mirror on the former end of the elbow room. My entire body had reddened, my hairsbreadth was messed up and I was sweating. He lay on top of me, humping me like an fauna. While the deal turned me on, I momentarily forgot about the risk of getting impregnated. Suddenly, I felt his seed gushing out inside me. Warm, thick cum hit thick inside my slit with military unit and I orgasmed once again. I cried in terror as he continued to bang me, but in ho-hum thrusts. A few more waves of cum followed and I felt my kitty overflowing. I could palpate the total part between my legs wet with my succus and his cum. And then, he pulled out. Before I could oppose, he stuffed he was slapping me with his disgusting cum covered tool. `` Lick it cleanse, fornicatress '' 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 cease my words, he stuffed his dick into my rima oris. I always threw up in disgust as the wet dick made my verbalise slick with cum. He shot out one live 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 clump, crying profusely. Parts of my eubstance still ached from the ordeal. He pulled out something from his bag and threw it at me. `` Here are some contraception pills. Take them if you do n't wan na conduct my minor. And just in vitrine 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 whole thing. He walked over to me and turned the sound towards me, before playing the video. My ears turned lovesome in shame as I watched myself getting violated. He fast forwarded the television to the part where I was begging him to have it off me, gave me an evil look and left wing.

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 .