early surprise of a dissimilar sort come my way



"son will be boy"and"you know what boys want."Both were things I often heard and when we girls would get together and tattle about boys, well, now, men, it was often what was said."It's all they want."And my girlfriend and I were at the local one late afternoon several miles away from where I lived and we had bar snack and drinks into the other eve exchanging our recent stories of living and the men who were in or out of our lives. How when one would look at us to dinner and a show what they wanted later which they didn't often get…whether we girls were being bribed by the men for the"later"part of the date. We talked about former things, our work, our chores, the bills that had to be paid but the one thing we all had in unwashed was the etiquette involved in dating : they give and then it is our good turn to give or give 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 gracious long visit that one night and it was a distance home for me so I took a shortcut through the green even though it was very dark-skinned and I wondered if I was being smarting to not go around the park instead of entering, walking alone, having a few glasses under my belt ammunition, a slight warm from our group meeting, maybe not thinking thing through and so I found myself walking through the dark commons. I saw some son, well, men ahead around a Bench 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 nerve and walked on toward them and felt I would just retain walking no matter what they might say and I knew they would say something. It's what boys/men do when a pretty girl walks by. right field ? Right ! And I was a somewhat girl : petite, dainty haircloth, vernal, cut flesh and one of them said :"hello there. Out for a walk ? seminal fluid on over and say ‘ hello'What's the hurriedness ?"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 lads. You're a reasonably lass."I tried to draw out away but they were bigger and stronger and I looked around. There was no one around, just us, late at nighttime, in the common. Me and four men all smiling at me and I was scared and couldn't movement. He had a solid manus and held me there. One of the others came over and tried to buss me. I turned away. Then my head was held and there was a mouth on mine."You taste proficient !"he said. He tasted of tobacco."All we want is a niggling mouthful. We won't scathe you. Just a mouthful and then you go on your way."

I was being pulled away from the way of life. Hands on my shoulders pushing me to the ground. I was outnumbered and out smarted and thought how silent I was to get into this. Then I felt my dress lifted and there were script all over me and my attire lifted off."We won't hurt you and just have a niggling fun and off you pop."If only that was true I thought. I'd stay out of car park. Just don't hurt me. And there were hands on my titty. lip kissing my white meat and I smelled tobacco. They weren't hurting me just abusing me and I was their victim late at night in the green. All I could opine was I wanted to go household. To be released and go home plate and shower. A warm shower to get houseclean 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. It was pathetic. Didn't they have something better to do ? And then it wasn't just my titty but workforce were at my privates and then I heard a zip. Here cattle farm eagled and a zip fastener. My script were being held, my leg and I was lying naked in the park mentation of a shower ! Madness.

Then the manus left my buck private. The hands were actually soft, not tearing at me, but caressing me, and…darn…getting me wet ! I didn't know how wildness could get me wet. This was a unlike kind of violence and a different variety of wet and I was anxious for my shower and to be let go but they hadn't finished getting a"perceptiveness"as he said. It was wrong, 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 dress and go."My head 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 mind was saying"let me go nursing home"but my body, my disloyal and insubordinate body was saying :"fuck me, bed me hard, make me come and then let me go."That penis, a fat one, spreading my lips, exploring my cunt, my body lifted my pelvic arch and gripped that penis and then I grunted, I was ashamed of myself, I couldn't help myself, I was coming on this penis in me which moved a few insistent more times, 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 second guy and in went his penis. I was numb from the first midst phallus and this one wasn't as big. What was I doing comparing rapists ? And I was thinking, comparing and started churning inside again, my naughty body taking over again and I lifted my hips to let in the second penis which soon was limp and a third was at me and I smelled more baccy and was thinking shower. Then a quartern. I'd made three penis limp and actually I was ready for number four. I was fighting back, not letting them enjoy a resistance as they might require and my slit was tired and dripping out all the three previous comes and waiting for the final one. But I was still on attack. My cunt hot and ready.

My center still closed. My body still being held and my legs spread and then number four ! At last ! This wouldn't take long I thought. I was almost habitation. But routine four, of course, was different. It was bigger, longer, thicker and I felt impale and spread and I felt my legs stretching of themselves."Let her go guys. I've got her pinned with big old ‘ Charlie'here and she's not going anywhere. She likes ass, even strange fucking with strange men in a darkness park"and he stuck"Charlie"deep inside me and my hands and pes were released from their grips. My consistency liked"Charlie"…"Churning"“ screw"“ Charlie."He stuck me deep, taking my breath, making me dizzy.

I lifted my human knee and held on for my final shag and his baccy hint was at my mouth, licking at me, I opened my optic, he was safe looking and sweaty and naked and I held his chest of drawers on mine and let him make out me hard as he was grunting and my dead body was in sum up charge of me and squeezing his huge dick. We were beast fucking like blackguard in the park and I was thinking of Jim and his dog and how I came years ago and had that picture in my mind with this new"Charlie"and being fucked and coming and the hombre chuckling and waiting for my shower, then walking, almost running home in my dress, opening the doorway, up the step, turning on the shower.

I couldn't wait to be clean and sporty away those bozo chuckling because they had not only raped me but also made me come, various times. I was ashamed of my body…my naughty, dirty, betraying body. The urine felt wonderful, cleaning me off. I was soaping myself now, every nook and cranny and washing my muff and private and then I couldn't accept my hands away from myself. I was getting arouse thinking of the Nox and four cocks and my hands and body took bursting charge and I came again ! I guess I couldn't blame my trunk, or my custody, 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 have intercourse what they wanted and sometimes got, not always after a dinner and a appearance, not always after a saltation, sometimes we got it in a iniquity car park and sometimes, a girl got off in a dark park and in the shower after ! I double locked the front door and went to bed, wondering about myself, my body, my feelings, about life and how I was home and showered .