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"son will be boys"and"you know what boys want."Both were thing I often heard and when we young lady would get together and talk about boys, well, now, men, it was often what was said."It's all they want."And my girl and I were at the local anesthetic one late good afternoon various miles away from where I lived and we had bar snacks and crapulence into the early evening exchanging our belated stories of spirit and the men who were in or out of our lives. How when one would take us to dinner and a show what they wanted later which they didn't often get…whether we fille were being bribed by the men for the"later"contribution of the date. We talked about other things, our work, our chore, the card 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 grant 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 visit that one nighttime and it was a space home for me so I took a shortcut through the park even though it was very dark and I wondered if I was being smarting to not go around the parkland instead of entering, walking alone, having a few drinking glass under my belt ammunition, a piffling warm from our meeting, maybe not thinking things through and so I found myself walking through the dark park. I saw some boys, well, men ahead around a judiciary having fairy. 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 spunk and walked on toward them and felt I would just keep walking no topic what they might say and I knew they would say something. It's what boys/men do when a pretty fille walks by. Right ? Right ! And I was a pretty girl : petite, nice haircloth, Brigham Young, trim chassis and one of them said :"Hello there. Out for a walk ? seminal fluid on over and say ‘ hello'What's the hastiness ?"And I walked on not looking but my arm was grabbed and I was pulled over to the bench."cum on. Say ‘ hello'to the gent. You're a middling lass."I tried to rive away but they were larger and stronger and I looked around. There was no one around, just us, late at night, in the common. Me and four men all smiling at me and I was scared and couldn't move. He had a strong hired hand and held me there. One of the others came over and tried to kiss me. I turned away. Then my forefront was held and there was a mouth on mine."You taste good !"he said. He tasted of baccy."All we want is a little taste. We won't hurt you. Just a predilection and then you go on your way."

I was being pulled away from the itinerary. Hands on my shoulder joint pushing me to the ground. I was outnumbered and out smarted and thought how obtuse I was to get into this. Then I felt my wearing apparel lifted and there were hands all over me and my clothes lifted off."We won't distress you and just have a little fun and off you pop."If only that was dead on target I thought. I'd stay out of parks. Just don't hurt me. And there were hands on my breasts. oral cavity kissing my breasts and I smelled tobacco. They weren't hurting me just abusing me and I was their victim late at dark in the Park. All I could remember was I wanted to go house. To be released and go rest home and exhibitor. A warm shower to get clean and jerk of all this. They pulled me down on the eatage and my legs were pulled apart and I felt my breast being kissed and more baccy olfactory sensation 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 boob but helping hand were at my privates and then I heard a zip. Here spread eagled and a zipper. My hands were being held, my leg and I was lying naked in the park thinking of a shower ! Madness.

Then the hands left my privates. The hands were actually mild, 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 force and a different kind of wet and I was uneasy 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 bring my garb and go."My mind was swimming with"let me go"idea 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 psyche was saying"let me go home"but my dead body, my disloyal and insubordinate body was saying :"fuck me, screw me intemperately, make me come and then let me go."That penis, a fat one, spreading my brim, exploring my cunt, my body lifted my hips and gripped that penis and then I grunted, I was ashamed of myself, I couldn't helper myself, I was coming on this penis in me which moved a few insistent more times, spurting hot inside.

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 indorsement guy and in went his penis. I was numb from the foremost thick member and this one wasn't as big. What was I doing comparing rapists ? And I was thinking, comparing and started churning inside again, my gamey body taking over again and I lifted my hips to let in the 2d penis whish soon was limp and a third was at me and I smelled more tobacco and was thinking cascade. Then a quartern. I'd made three member limp and actually I was ready for phone number four. I was fighting back, not letting them savor a resistance as they might want and my cunt was tired and dripping out all the three previous comes and waiting for the final one.

My eyes still closed. My body still being held and my legs spread and then numeral four ! At finally ! This wouldn't take long I thought. I was almost house. But phone number four, of course, was dissimilar. It was boastful, longer, thicker and I felt impaled and spreading and I felt my legs stretchability of themselves."Let her go guys. I've got her pinned with big old ‘ Charlie'here and she's not going anywhere. She likes nooky, even unusual fucking with strange men in a iniquity ballpark"and he stuck"Charlie"cryptic inside me and my hands and invertebrate foot were released from their clutch. My body liked"Charlie"…"Churning"“ ass"“ Charlie."He stuck me deep, taking my breath, making me dizzy.

I lifted my genu and held on for my last ride and his baccy breath was at my mouth, licking at me, I opened my eye, he was good looking and sweaty and naked and I held his pectus on mine and let him screw me grueling as he was grunting and my body was in total charge of me and squeezing his huge pecker. We were animals fucking like dogs in the park and I was thinking of Jim and his dog and how I came long time ago and had that picture in my mind with this new"Charlie"and being fucked and coming and the Guy chuckling and waiting for my shower, then walking, almost running home in my dress, opening the door, up the stair, turning on the shower.

I couldn't wait to be uninfected and clean away those guy cable chuckling because they had not only raped me but also made me add up, several sentence. I was ashamed of my body…my naughty, dirty, betraying body. The water felt terrific, cleaning me off. I was soaping myself now, every nook and cranny and washing my fumble and privates and then I couldn't take my work force away from myself. I was getting awake thinking of the dark and four dick and my work force and body took charge and I came again ! I guess I couldn't blame my body, or my paw, they were just being their licentious selves, pleasuring me in their own way.

I knew it was awry, 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 and a show, not always after a dance, sometimes we got it in a shadow Mungo Park and sometimes, a female child got off in a nighttime green and in the cascade after ! I look-alike locked the front room access and went to bed, wondering about myself, my body, my feelings, about life and how I was home and showered .