It was my nearly boring natal day ever. Both my parents were out of townspeople on business concern trip. I do n't have accept a lot of friends. The few ones I had came over to my place in the evening and we spent a couplet of hour together, celebrating as effective we could. At around 9 PM, I saw them off, locked the door and prepared to go stream Netflix.

I 'm Alice, a unsubdivided highschool girl who loves to spend clip with herself. I personally find myself to be average in damage of looks. However, for some cause I just befall to take in a lot of compliments about my tone. I could bet that half of the guys in my class had a crush on me. However, considering what I had heard about guys loving Melanerpes erythrocephalus, that might be pretty convention. I am 5'6, with pinkish Andrew D. White peel and short-cropped red hair.

My sex life is pretty much non-existent. I 've had a couple of beau, but never went ahead of kissing. I 'm the bare church-going sort of girl who would want to stick around virgin until matrimony. Of grade, my boyfriends made advancement, but I always managed to avoid sex.

As I sat down on the couch, there was a knock on the doorway. I walked up and placed my eye on the eye-hole. It was my neighbor, Mr. Smith. He was one of my favored people in the neighbourhood. He is a bachelor and loved alone. A cool guy, around 30 years of age. Strong build, but not too brawny, with dark-brown hair. About a foot taller than me. He has been a fellowship friend for years, and is a aplomb guy. I opened the doorway and greeted him `` Hello Mr. Ian Smith ''.

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

- '' I 'm dismal Mr. David Smith, my parents are n't home ''

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

- '' OK ... how can I assist you ''

- '' Actually, I lost my tonality on my way back dwelling, probably dropped it somewhere accidentally '', he said sheepishly `` As there are no locksmiths in the neighbourhood I ca n't find one so late at night. I know it probably sounds odd ... but can I drop the night here ? I 'll find a locksmith ahead of time in the morning tomorrow ''

I actually felt pretty gladiola that he wanted to stay put. I was bored of staying alone already. `` Sure, number on in '' I said.

Mr. Smith walked in, still looking shy. After he had relaxed a bit, I took him up stairs. I had told him that he can log Z's on the sofa in my way. He looked hesitant as he entered my room. Suddenly, he exclaimed `` Oh, how could I blank out ? happy 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 block '' he smiled

- '' c'mon, enjoin me ! =

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

I was super energise, but I did as he told. I faced the rampart and closed my eyes. A few second gear later, I heard the threshold 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 recover myself boldness to face with him. His shy grinning was now replaced with an evil grin. `` Wh-what are you doing ? '' I asked with a thin tremble in my voice.

His smiling grew all-inclusive `` I told you I 'll leave you a surprise you 'll never forget. Today you 're gon na turn you from a lady friend to a adult female ''. Before I could even register what he meant, his hands were on my breasts. I immediately squirmed and put my arms across my breasts to discontinue him. He grinned and said `` c'mon, no motive to struggle. You 're gon na enjoy this ''

- '' no I 'm not ''

- '' trust me, you will ''

- '' please, go forth me alone ''

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

I was too paralyzed by concern to even clear that he had already pinned me against the wall. He started to grope my breasts, massaging them and pinching my nipples. I was too ashamed to floor to react, but I managed to squeak `` Please, stop ''. Still pinning me against the wall, he took off my top and ripped away my bra, revealing the raw skin of my breasts. Even his stare felt disgusting and repulsive. But what came side by side was far worse than him staring at my breast. He started to beset me in every way he could. His mitt squeezed my breast with my nipples pinched tightly between his fingers. He pulled them, pressed them and basically had his way with my breasts. Soon I could feel him grinding his consistence against mine, with his phallus rubbing against my second joint. By now, I had started to sob.

All of a sudden, he slapped my breasts hard and holler `` terminate crying like an ungrateful beef and get on your knees ! ``

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

- '' because if you do n't, I 'll just rick you around and fuck your ass* he said, and grabbed my hair tightly in a caboodle. Without seeing any options, I slowly went down to my stifle. `` Now '' he commanded, `` unzip my trousers ''. `` No way, you damn pervert '' I yelled back with tears streaming down my face. He responded to this my slapping me strong across my cheek, leaving a electrocution sensation. I squealed in hurting and tried to grab his helping hand. Intead, he grabbed mine. As I shut my oculus in fear, I could sense him using my helping hand to root for down his zip. And then, he forcefully pulled my hand inside and made me touch his manhood. My peel instantly revolted in disgust as I touched it, but he was holding my hand firmly. He then forced me to hold his dick and pull it out of his trouser. I opened my eyes, and the good deal in forepart of me gave me frisson. His cock was huge, with good cinch. It was n't even hard and was hanging in a semi-hard style, but I was sure that it was already some good 7 in. It looked powerful and veiny. I felt powerless as he held my hand and forced me to stroke it. And then he grinned again and said `` render me a blowjob ''

- '' never ''

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

- '' I 'll rather die than suck your hawkshaw ''

- '' Alright, die then '' he pinched my nostrils close. As I started to struggle for breath, he slapped my face repeatedly with his dick, and rubbed it along my sassing. Ultimately, I could no longer appease without breath and had to open my mouthpiece to gulp in some sweet air. That 's when he pushed is disgusting gawk of substance into my sassing. Before I even had enough breath, he had pushed his integral dick into my mouth, holding it balls thick. I instantly choked on it as it reached my throat, but he held it anyway. My eyes watered and my trunk slackened, as I realized that he was really going to rape me. He started to make out my mouth, moving his coxa back and Forth River. I tried to hollo, but it was muffled due to his huge shaft inside my mouth. I could n't even prompt my head as he held it in spot tightly my my hair and continued to thrust.

I felt like throwing up, but controlled myself at the persuasion of what he might do to me if I angered him. The tip of his cock kept hitting my throat as he went on, and I suddenly had an mind. 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 stamina after cumming. Seeing it as a ray of hope, I started to wet-nurse his putz myself. I closed my lips around his shaft and rolled my tongue around the head. Mr. Smith looked surprised at my sudden exuberance. I reached up and starred to stroke the cock while sucking the tip. It felt improper, very very unseasonable. But he had put his putz in my rima oris anyway. This would at least salvage me from further usurpation. Well, that 's what I hoped at least. As I stroked his dick, I felt it suit rock punishing.

Suddenly, he pulled out of my sass. `` Mr. Bessie Smith ? '' I asked, confused. He sneered `` I 'm not done with you yet. I 'm gon na use more than just your mouth ''. At that moment, I knew that my efforts had failed and I had given him a blowjob for nothing. He lifted my struggling trunk up and carried me to the bed. `` Now girl '' he said `` take off the rest of your clothes too ''. `` NO ! '' I yelled at him. At this, he pinned be down on the bed and proceeded to uncase me. I winced at the sound of my skirt and and panties being torn apart. Soon, I found myself lying on the bed facing the cap, with him towering over me. He undressed himself completely while holding me down, and I realized that there was no outflow.

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

- '' close up and be a in effect bitch '' he said as he started to stroke my pussy.

- '' I-I 'm a Virgin ! Please do n't film away my virginity ! ``

- '' Even better ! Gon na fuck the hell out of your blind drunk pussy ''

- '' Noooo .... '' I sobbed `` please do n't do this to me. I 'll cave in you anything you want but please do n't take my virginity ''

- '' Anything ? ``

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

- '' fine. I 'll take something else. Lie facedown on the bed and wait ''.

I obeyed. I then sensed him mounting me and positioning himself over my rose hip. He bent down and started to smell my physical structure, as I felt his breath on my cervix. What followed next is something I 'll never blank out. He used his legs to spread mine wide candid and I felt something nudge between my ass cheeks. It took me a minute to recognise that what he was gon na do was gon na be far more awful for me than losing my virginity.

Without a single monition, he entered my butthole. It felt like my ass was getting rive apart my his monstrous cock as he pushed in. I screamed in painfulness, clutching the bedsheets with all my strength. He pulled out, but my relief was passing. He thrust in again, this time far harder and mystifying. Just when I thought he could n't go any deeper, he made another thrust. This clip, his egg slapped against my torso and I realized that he had shoved his entire shaft inside my tiny hole. I continued to holler as loud as I could, but suddenly his bridge player clamped over my mouth. `` Get ready to be fucked to death '' he said, and started to desolate me. He jumped my ass like a bull, pumping late and hard with vigour. My ass ... it felt like it was being charge apart into pieces. At one point, I bit his hand hard and screamed out again as soon as he released my oral fissure. `` You bitch ! You 're gon na pay for this ! '' He yelled. Suddenly, he grabbed my panties and overgorge it into my mouth. Pinning me down, he now started to fuck me savagely. tear started to swarm down my buttock, but the went on brutally. I struggled and squirmed and tried to press back, but he was much more than impregnable. All I could do was outride pinned down under him and get used like a sex toy.

Suddenly, he pulled out and slapped my stub cheeks. Before I could even relax a bit, he turned me over to make water me face 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 recount him to stop, but all that escaped my panty-stuffed oral cavity was `` Mpppghh ... mmghh ''. He grabbed my legs and lifted them, folding my knee joint over my chest. I lay there, powerless and exposed. Then, with another evil grin, he drove his dick back into my ass. I knew what this locating was called - missionary. But I never even thought that anal sex could be done in that view too. Not like I thought a lot about sex anyway.

Once again, the cruel Brassica napus continued. Tears streamed down my face as I stared at the ceiling and bit on the panties in my back talk in pain. He drove in and out of my ass mercilessly, every thrust seeming to rip me out-of-doors wider. Soon, both his custody were on my breasts. He left his integral body weight on them, smashing my soft D cup boobs and fucked me savagely. I cried harder, but it only seemed to turn him on even more as he increased his tread. I do n't know how tenacious he continued to cause his way with me. Quite often, he would slap me hard, across my brass, my breasts or my butt boldness. Eventually, my muscles seemed to alleviate and my ass hurt less. His dick hit somewhere very deep inside me and it shot flames of pleasure all over my body. Part of me begged him to hold on while another theatrical role of me begged him to go on. Nevertheless, it hurt a lot and felt very wrong. I managed to liberate my hands and pull my panty out of my mouth. `` Please ! ! '' I yelled at him `` I ca n't guide it anymore. I 'm gon na die if you go on like this. Please quit '' and I started to cry loudly.

- '' wellspring, you should have just let me fuck your pussy then. It would have 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 dick. He then spit on it and before I could react, drove it into my vagina. I cried out in infliction as he went in balls deep in the very first thrust. He pulled out slowly and again rammed in as backbreaking 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 breast till they reddened, squeezed them hard and pinched the nipples. At one point, he just lifted me up my grabbing my tit and kissed me, while continuing to scourge 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 squash in his dick and breastfeed it hungrily, as if it had a intellect 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 delight. My hips started to proceed, thrusting my purulent towards him. He seemed to take line and smiled. I moaned out in pleasure and begged him to go harder.

'' You like it ? '' He asked.

- '' Yes please ... do n't end '' I replied, to my own disgust. He started to fumble my bosom again. But this time it was gentle, more like a massage. He bent over me and laid down on me with his heavy body. With his helping hand wandering all over my body, he continued to fuck me cryptical and harder. I kept moaning in joy, until I suddenly felt a change in pace. He was straining, as if trying to hold something back. His jabbing were getting rapid. As my eyes rolled back and my toes curled in an orgasm, I felt my pussy release a gush it liquid. I knew I was squirting. Suddenly, I realized that he was gon na cum too and yelled out `` No ! finish ! Do n't impregnate me ... I ca n't bear a child ... I 'll be in trouble. '' I desperately tried to fight back, boot, punching and scratching him. But he held me down in a vice-like grasp once again and fucked me brutally. I looked over at the mirror on the other end of the elbow room. My entire body had reddened, my hair was messed up and I was sweating. He lay on top of me, humping me like an beast. While the sight turned me on, I momentarily forgot about the risk of getting impregnated. Suddenly, I felt his seed gushing out inside me. Warm, dense cum hit deep inside my pussy with military unit and I orgasmed once again. I cried in terror as he continued to fuck me, but in slower thrusts. A few Sir Thomas More waves of cum followed and I felt my pussy overflowing. I could feel the entire region between my legs wet with my juice and his cum. And then, he pulled out. Before I could oppose, he stuffed he was slapping me with his disgusting cum covered cock. `` lick it clean, slut '' 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 complete my intelligence, he stuffed his gumshoe into my mouth. I always threw up in disgust as the wet dick made my lip slick magazine with cum. He shot out one stopping point payload 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 ball, crying profusely. Parts of my body 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 birth my kid. And just in display case if you 're thinking of telling anyone ... '' he grinned and walked to the table. As he reached out and picked up his speech sound there, I realized that it was there all along, filming the whole thing. He walked over to me and turned the earpiece towards me, before playing the video. My ears turned warm in shame as I watched myself getting violated. He fast forwarded the video to the part where I was begging him to fuck me, gave me an malign look and left hand.

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 .