It was my well-nigh irksome natal day ever. Both my parents were out of townspeople on commercial enterprise trips. I do n't birth take a lot of supporter. The few ones I had came over to my place in the evening and we spent a match of minute together, celebrating as intimately we could. At around 9 PM, I saw them off, locked the room access and prepared to go swarm Netflix.

I 'm Alice, a simple high girl who loves to spend time with herself. I personally find myself to be norm in condition of feel. However, for some cause I just happen to have a lot of compliments about my smell. I could bet that half of the guy rope in my class had a jam on me. However, considering what I had heard about guys loving carrottop, that might be pretty convention. I am 5'6, with pinkish Theodore Harold White tegument and short-cropped red hair.

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

As I sat down on the couch, there was a belt on the door. I walked up and placed my eye on the eye-hole. It was my neighbour, Mr. John Smith. He was one of my dearie people in the neighborhood. He is a bachelor-at-arms and loved alone. A chill guy, around 30 days of age. firm shape, but not too sinewy, with brown hair. About a base taller than me. He has been a mob protagonist for eld, and is a sang-froid guy. I opened the threshold and greeted him `` Hello Mr. Ian Smith ''.

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

- '' I 'm no-count Mr. Smith, my parents are n't home ''

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

- '' okeh ... how can I assist 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 neighborhood I ca n't rule one so late at night. I know it probably sounds odd ... but can I spend the dark here ? I 'll find a locksmith early in the break of the day tomorrow ''

I actually felt middling glad that he wanted to delay. I was bored of staying alone already. `` trusted, number on in '' I said.

Mr. Joseph Smith walked in, still looking shy. After he had relaxed a bit, I took him up stair. I had told him that he can kip on the sofa in my elbow room. He looked hesitant as he entered my room. Suddenly, he exclaimed `` Oh, how could I block ? Happy natal day, Alice ! ''

- '' thank you so much ''

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

- '' really ? What is it ? ``

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

- '' c'mon, say me ! =

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

I was topnotch agitate, but I did as he told. I faced the wall and closed my eyes. A few endorsement later, I heard the threshold getting shut and the bolt of lightning sliding in. Even though I trusted Mr. Joseph Smith, I felt a sudden fear. I opened my eyes and turned around, to feel myself case to present with him. His shy smile was now replaced with an immorality grin. `` Wh-what are you doing ? '' I asked with a slim tremble in my voice.

His grin grew blanket `` I told you I 'll give you a surprise you 'll never forget. Today you 're gon na flex you from a fille to a woman ''. 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 stop him. He grinned and said `` c'mon, no want to struggle. You 're gon na enjoy this ''

- '' no I 'm not ''

- '' trust me, you will ''

- '' please, leave me alone ''

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

I was too paralyzed by fear to even realise that he had already pinned me against the wall. He started to grope my titty, massaging them and pinching my pap. I was too ashamed to shocked to oppose, but I managed to creak `` Please, stop ''. Still pinning me against the wall, he took off my top and ripped away my bra, revealing the au naturel skin of my breasts. Even his stare felt disgusting and abhorrent. But what came next was far unfit than him staring at my white meat. He started to beset me in every way he could. His hands squeezed my tits with my tit pinched tightly between his fingerbreadth. He pulled them, pressed them and basically had his way with my bosom. Soon I could feel him grinding his body against mine, with his penis rubbing against my second joint. By now, I had started to sob.

All of a sudden, he slapped my white meat hard and scream `` hold on crying like an ungrateful squawk and get on your human knee ! ``

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

- '' because if you do n't, I 'll just turn you around and be intimate your ass* he said, and grabbed my hair tightly in a cluster. Without seeing any options, I slowly went down to my knees. `` Now '' he commanded, `` unzip my pant ''. `` No way, you damn pervert '' I yelled back with binge streaming down my face. He responded to this my slapping me hard across my impudence, leaving a electrocution sensation. I squealed in pain and tried to grab his script. Intead, he grabbed mine. As I shut my eyes in veneration, I could finger him using my hand to draw in down his zip. And then, he forcefully pulled my hand inside and made me touch his humanness. My skin instantly revolted in disgust as I touched it, but he was holding my hand firmly. He then forced me to hold his pecker and get out it out of his pant. I opened my eyes, and the raft in front of me gave me frisson. His pecker was huge, with respectable cinch. It was n't even heavily and was hanging in a semi-hard way, but I was sure that it was already some unspoilt 7 inches. It looked hefty and veiny. I felt powerless as he held my hired hand and forced me to stroke it. And then he grinned again and said `` move over me a blowjob ''

- '' never ''

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

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

- '' Alright, die then '' he pinched my nostrils close. As I started to scramble for breathing place, he slapped my brass repeatedly with his gumshoe, and rubbed it along my mouth. Ultimately, I could no longer stay without breath and had to open my rima oris to quaff in some fresh air. That 's when he pushed is disgusting lump of meat into my mouth. Before I even had enough breath, he had pushed his integral pecker into my oral cavity, holding it balls deep. I instantly choked on it as it reached my pharynx, but he held it anyway. My center watered and my trunk slackened, as I realized that he was really going to outrage me. He started to hump my mouth, moving his articulatio coxae back and forth. I tried to scream, but it was muffled due to his vast dick inside my mouth. I could n't even move my foreland as he held it in station tightly my my hair and continued to shove.

I felt like throwing up, but controlled myself at the mentation 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 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 guys usually lose their toughness after cumming. Seeing it as a ray of hope, I started to suck his dick myself. I closed my mouth around his barb and rolled my tongue around the header. 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 mouth anyway. This would at least pull through me from further violation. Well, that 's what I hoped at to the lowest degree. As I stroked his hawkshaw, I felt it go tilt toilsome.

Suddenly, he pulled out of my mouth. `` Mr. Smith ? '' I asked, confused. He sneered `` I 'm not done with you yet. I 'm gon na use more than just your backtalk ''. At that instant, I knew that my elbow grease 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 wearing apparel too ''. `` NO ! '' I yelled at him. At this, he pinned be down on the bed and proceeded to undress me. I winced at the sound of my dame 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. Smith ... let me go ... I beg you ''

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

- '' I-I 'm a Virgo the Virgin ! Please do n't take away my virginity ! ``

- '' Even better ! Gon na fuck the hell on earth out of your smashed pussy ''

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

- '' Anything ? ``

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

- '' mulct. I 'll make something else. Lie facedown on the bed and wait ''.

I obeyed. I then sensed him mounting me and positioning himself over my pelvic arch. He bent down and started to smell my body, as I felt his breath on my neck. What followed next is something I 'll never draw a blank. He used his legs to broadcast mine wide open and I felt something nudge between my ass cheeks. It took me a moment to see that what he was gon na do was gon na be far more painful for me than losing my virginity.

Without a individual word of advice, he entered my butthole. It felt like my ass was getting rend apart my his monstrous cock as he pushed in. I screamed in pain in the ass, clutching the bedsheets with all my strength. He pulled out, but my relief 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 entire shaft inside my tiny pickle. I continued to hollo as loud as I could, but suddenly his manus clamped over my rima oris. `` Get make to be fucked to end '' he said, and started to ravage me. He jumped my ass like a bull, pumping cryptical and toilsome with vim. My ass ... it felt like it was being deplume apart into pieces. At one point, I bit his mitt hard and screamed out again as soon as he released my mouth. `` You bitch ! You 're gon na pay for this ! '' He yelled. Suddenly, he grabbed my step-in and gourmandize it into my mouth. Pinning me down, he now started to make out me savagely. binge started to stream down my face, but the went on brutally. I struggled and squirmed and tried to fight back, but he was much to a greater extent unattackable. All I could do was ride out pinned down under him and get used like a sex toy.

Suddenly, he pulled out and slapped my target cheeks. Before I could even relax a bit, he turned me over to wee me face the ceiling. 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 narrate him to stop, but all that escaped my panty-stuffed back talk 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 dick back into my ass. I knew what this location was called - missioner. But I never even thought that anal retentive sex could be done in that position too. Not like I thought a lot about sex anyway.

Once again, the brutal rape continued. Tears streamed down my face as I stared at the ceiling and bit on the panties in my lip in pain. He drove in and out of my ass mercilessly, every thrust seeming to rip me open wider. Soon, both his men were on my breasts. He left his entire body system of weights on them, smashing my diffuse D cup dumbbell and fucked me savagely. I cried harder, but it only seemed to bend him on even more as he increased his gait. I do n't have a go at it how long he continued to have his way with me. Quite often, he would slap me firmly, across my nerve, my breast or my butt cheeks. Eventually, my muscles seemed to ease and my ass trauma less. His dick hit somewhere very inscrutable inside me and it shot flaming of pleasure all over my body. percentage of me begged him to stop while another part of me begged him to go on. Nevertheless, it hurt a lot and felt very haywire. I managed to rid my handwriting and pull my panties out of my oral fissure. `` Please ! ! '' I yelled at him `` I ca n't train it anymore. I 'm gon na die if you go on like this. delight stop '' and I started to cry loudly.

- '' Well, you should accept just let me fuck your cunt 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 tool. He then spit on it and before I could respond, push back it into my vagina. I cried out in nuisance as he went in balls deep in the very first thrust. He pulled out slowly and again rammed in as toilsome 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 sleep with me like a madman. He slapped my breasts till they reddened, squeezed them hard and pinched the mammilla. At one point, he just lifted me up my grabbing my titty and kissed me, while continuing to ravage 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 twinge in his dick and fellate it hungrily, as if it had a mind of its own. Red in embarrassment, 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 pelvic girdle started to move, thrusting my slit towards him. He seemed to pack tone and smiled. I moaned out in pleasance and begged him to go harder.

'' You like it ? '' He asked.

- '' Yes please ... do n't stop '' I replied, to my own disgust. He started to grope my boob again. But this time it was conciliate, more like a massage. He bent over me and laid down on me with his heavy body. With his hands wandering all over my torso, he continued to fuck me deeper and harder. I kept moaning in pleasure, until I suddenly felt a change in gait. He was straining, as if trying to hold something back. His thrusts were getting rapid. As my optic rolled back and my toes curled in an 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 ! lay off ! Do n't impregnate me ... I ca n't bear a youngster ... I 'll be in hassle. '' 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 early end of the room. My stallion body had reddened, my hair was messed up and I was sweating. He lay on top of me, humping me like an creature. While the sight turned me on, I momentarily forgot about the endangerment of getting impregnated. Suddenly, I felt his seed gushing out inside me. Warm, thickset cum hit deep inside my pussy with force and I orgasmed once again. I cried in little terror as he continued to sleep with me, but in dull thrusts. A few more moving ridge of cum followed and I felt my kitty-cat overflowing. I could feel the stallion neighborhood 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 dick. `` Lick it uninfected, trollop '' 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 lyric, he stuffed his dick into my back talk. I always threw up in disgust as the wet pecker made my mouth slick with cum. He shot out one hold up lode 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 glob, 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 contraceptive method pills. Take them if you do n't wan na bear my kid. And just in eccentric if you 're thinking of telling anyone ... '' he grinned and walked to the table. As he reached out and picked up his earphone there, I realized that it was there all along, filming the whole thing. He walked over to me and turned the phone towards me, before playing the television. My ears turned strong in ignominy as I watched myself getting violated. He fast forwarded the video to the part where I was begging him to get it on me, gave me an evil smell 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 .