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"Boys will be boys"and"you know what boys want."Both were thing I often heard and when we girlfriend would get together and talk about boy, well, now, men, it was often what was said."It's all they want."And my girlfriend and I were at the local one tardy afternoon several miles away from where I lived and we had bar snack and drinks into the early evening exchanging our tardy report of life and the men who were in or out of our life sentence. How when one would take us to dinner and a display what they wanted later which they didn't often get…whether we missy were being bribed by the men for the"later"role of the escort. We talked about other thing, our work, our chore, the beak 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 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 tenacious sojourn that one dark and it was a length habitation for me so I took a crosscut through the park even though it was very dark and I wondered if I was being smart to not go around the common instead of entering, walking alone, having a few ice under my belt ammunition, a picayune warm from our meeting, maybe not thinking things through and so I found myself walking through the dark commons. I saw some boys, well, men ahead around a workbench having fag. I thought of turning back but I was already half way through the parking lot 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 girl base on balls by. rightfulness ? Right ! And I was a pretty girl : petite, nice whisker, untried, shipshape figure and one of them said :"howdy there. Out for a walk ? Come on over and say ‘ hello'What's the rushing ?"And I walked on not looking but my arm was grabbed and I was pulled over to the bench."Come on. Say ‘ hello'to the blighter. You're a pretty lass."I tried to pull away but they were bragging and potent and I looked around. There was no one around, just us, late at Nox, in the parking area. Me and four men all smiling at me and I was scared and couldn't movement. 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 drumhead was held and there was a mouth on mine."You taste good !"he said. He tasted of tobacco."All we want is a trivial taste. We won't damage you. Just a taste and then you go on your way."

I was being pulled away from the track. Hands on my shoulder 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 wearing apparel lifted and there were hands all over me and my garb lifted off."We won't hurt you and just have a little fun and off you pop."If only that was true up I thought. I'd stay out of parks. Just don't hurt me. And there were work force on my boob. oral fissure kissing my chest and I smelled baccy. They weren't hurting me just abusing me and I was their dupe late at nighttime in the park. All I could think was I wanted to go household. To be released and go home and shower. A ardent cascade to get clean of all this. They pulled me down on the grass and my legs were pulled apart and I felt my boob being kissed and more tobacco smell and chuckling. Yes ! They were chuckling about it all but it wasn't funny remark. It was pathetic. Didn't they have something better to do ? And then it wasn't just my bosom but manus were at my privates and then I heard a zip fastener. Here banquet eagled and a zipper. My hired hand were being held, my leg and I was lying naked in the park thinking of a exhibitor ! Madness.

Then the workforce left my privates. The hands were actually soft, not tearing at me, but caressing me, and…darn…getting me wet ! I didn't have intercourse how violence could get me wet. This was a unlike kind of violence and a different variety of wet and I was anxious for my exhibitioner and to be let go but they hadn't finished getting a"taste"as he said. It was untimely, I knew it was untimely, but I started to say to myself :"Just do it. Just get it over with and let me take my wearing apparel and go."My head was swimming with"let me go"mentation and then I felt a phallus on me, at me, in me, back and Forth, in and almost out and then in again and my mind was saying"let me go domicile"but my body, my disloyal and insubordinate body was saying :"fuck me, fuck me intemperate, make me come and then let me go."That penis, a fat one, spreading my lips, exploring my bitch, my body 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 time, spurting hot inside which always made me hot and I came again !.

The guys 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 2nd guy and in went his penis. I was numb from the maiden 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 physical structure taking over again and I lifted my hips to let in the second penis which soon was hobble and a third was at me and I smelled more tobacco plant and was thinking shower bath. Then a one-fourth. I'd made three penis limp and actually I was fix for identification number four. I was fighting back, not letting them enjoy a resistance as they might want and my pussy was tired and dripping out all the three previous comes and waiting for the final one. But I was still on fire. My pussy hot and ready.

My eyes still closed. My body still being held and my legs spread and then number four ! At hold out ! This wouldn't take tenacious I thought. I was almost home. But number four, of course, was dissimilar. It was bigger, longer, thicker and I felt empale and spread and I felt my leg reach of themselves."Let her go guys. I've got her pinned with big old ‘ Charlie'here and she's not going anywhere. She likes fucking, even strange fucking with unusual men in a shadow park"and he stuck"Charlie"deep inside me and my bridge player and feet were released from their grips. My consistence liked"Charlie"…"Churning"“ shag"“ Charlie."He stuck me recondite, taking my breath, making me dizzy.

I lifted my human knee and held on for my last piece of ass and his tobacco breather was at my mouth, licking at me, I opened my center, he was respectable looking and sweaty and naked and I held his thorax on mine and let him roll in the hay me intemperately as he was grunting and my body was in add together charge of me and squeezing his huge tool. We were brute 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 nous with this new"Charlie"and being fucked and coming and the guy rope chuckling and waiting for my exhibitioner, then walking, almost running home in my wearing apparel, opening the door, up the stairs, turning on the shower.

I couldn't time lag to be clean and sporty away those guy wire chuckling because they had not only raped me but also made me hail, respective times. I was ashamed of my body…my naughty, dirty, betraying torso. The water felt wonderful, cleaning me off. I was soaping myself now, every nook and cranny and washing my fumble and private and then I couldn't take my hands away from myself. I was getting conjure up thinking of the night and four prick and my bridge player and body took bursting charge and I came again ! I guess I couldn't blame my body, or my hands, they were just being their licentious ego, 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 knew what they wanted and sometimes got, not always after a dinner party and a show, not always after a dancing, sometimes we got it in a night park and sometimes, a girl got off in a shadow park and in the shower after ! I doubling locked the front threshold and went to bed, wondering about myself, my consistence, my flavor, about life and how I was nursing home and showered .