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2008-12-20
Was it Rape?
My girlfriend and I drove to a college party in her car one evening. . . And what a party that was. I had never seen so many handsome guys! But what did I know. . . I was just 20 years old and just learning about guys. . . we girls stuck together. . . but not so much with guys. It was at one of the fraternities where no drinking was permitted. .
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. but of course, drinking was happening. . . what else is new in college. They had records, booze and inane conversation. . . this was years ago. . . What was this guy's major and what was mine and teachers we had that we liked or didn't. But what really happened was not at the party. . .
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it was afterward. My girlfriend wanted to leave. . . it was late. . . I wanted to stay. . . I'd met someone nice. . . she pulled me away but I went back to the party and she left.
So, in my short dress and liquored condition and not wanting to drive home with some boy I didn't know, I walked.
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. . it was only a few miles. Late at night, it was cold, and I was walking. A car passed me and stopped: "Want a ride?" he asked. . . by this time I was shivering in my little jacket. I looked in the window. It was one of the guys from the party. "Sure," I said and got in. . . we drove on. "Where's your place?" and we drove and drove.
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. . past my place. He had a bottle with a little left over from the party. Now, see, I was a nice girl and didn't sleep around but I felt good, if you know what I mean. . . so did he.
Past my house and to the lake near where I lived. . . he turned off the engine and handed me the bottle for a take. . . I took.
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Then he did. "What a party, huh?" he said. I nodded but I don't know if he sawme nod. It was dark. I leaned my head back on the seat, closed my eyes. I could hear his breathing. I suppose he could hear mine. It was so very quiet except for the noises of the night. . . and so dark except for a half moon shimmering across the little lake. . .
He put his arm around me and pulled me close. .
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. I was cold and didn't mind. But his arms and hands were on me now and I did mind. . . I pushed him away. . . "Hey, come on," he said and pulled me closer. . . "No," I said. "I'm not that kind of girl. " "What kind of girl is that?" he said. .
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. "You know. . . that kind. " He pulled at me and I went for the door. He pulled me back, pushing me down on the seat and I tried to get up and get out. . . I opened the door finally and ran off into the woods alongside the lake. . . I was panting and scared and listened to him start the engine and drive off.
Now what had I done. .
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. I once again began an even longer walk home.
Another car pulled alongside. . . an older man. . . I got in and we drove toward my house. . . at last! But then he stopped. This was a big man who was driving this time. He wouldn't let me out and started forcing himself on me. I said "No!" in his ear and he laughed.
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Laughed! I reached for the door but couldn't get it open. . . "No you don't you little twat," he said. I knew I was in trouble now and it wasn't girl and boy stuff like at the fraternity. This was real. I was scared again. . . why had my girlfriend left me at the party? He was all over me. . . between my legs, squeezing my tits, kissing my mouth and I thought how I could get out of the car. . .
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again. . . but I couldn't this time. He kept at me. . . "I know what you girls want," he said, "and I'll give you what you want. " Right then, I didn't want anything but to go home.
My boyfriends had never been rough with me. . . insistent, yes. . .
but not rough. . . and, in a friendly way, I would give in to kissing, licking and enjoyed the fucking. . . I could always say I had been seduced. Not this time. This man was all over me, poking, feeling, inserting, kissing my mouth and breasts. . . I was scared and hoping someone would drive by and save me as all this kissing the fingering was being forced on me. He was at my neck and inside my ears. . .
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I always tingled when my ears were licked. . . One time I think I even came just from one my boyfriends who went at my ears. . . then he fucked me too and I came again. . . This man was at my ears and I thought of that. I didn't want to but it sent tingles through me. It was my soft spot perhaps. . . my wetting spot.
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. . a secret place which if touched, touched me more deeply. . . but he kept at my ears and I started breathing in a different way. . . holding his head to me. He knew what was happening. He called me a slut, a cunt, a pussy, a whore, a twat. . . my cunt was wet now. .
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. Maybe he would stop and I could go. . .
His hands were at my legs, his tongue still at my ear. . . my legs spread apart. . . I couldn't stop him and wanted to sit up. . . he was at me, though. I couldn't.
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He kept calling me names and pulled out his cock. . . his cock at my mouth now. . . telling me to lick it. Of course, I licked that big thing. . . what's a girl to do? It was hot and wet and so was I. . . it throbbed on my tongue and in my mouth and each time I licked he stroked my cunt. .
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. in a unison. . . we were each responding with each movement. . . It was very dark. My eyes were open and I saw the half-moon. I should have stayed at the party and found someone to drive me home.
I should have stayed at the lake with the boy.
. . he would have driven me home. .
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. I didn't know what would happen now. . . Each, each time, I, I, licked. . . he stroked my cunt. . . fingers along the folds of my pussy, up to my clit and back. . . my hips were lifting each time. .
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. I couldn't stop my body lifting each, ah, time. . . I wanted him to stop, I really did, just couldn't and then his fingers were in me to. . . the seat was wet with me.
I was so wet on his fingers he must have thought I was peeing on him. . . his dick was like a slurpee and tasted good to me as I ran my tongue under the tip. . . he was "ooohing" and enjoying it.
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"You are such a wet bitch," he said. . . I shook my head. It was true. I was a totally hot bitch in heat. What he didn't know and I would never say was I wanted fucking now. . . deep, penetrating, violent fucking. . . his prick in me, pricking, pounding, fucking. . .
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his body slapping against mine. . . taking my breath away from me. The whole scene was violent, lustful and I wanted lust just then. He looked in my eyes. . . stopping. . . I wondered if that was it. . . .
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Was it all over now? I could go home, now? But I wanted tobe fucked and to fuck him and make him come. . . for us both to come. Don't leave me in this state. . . were my thoughts. I didn't want to go home just yet.
He laid me back on the seat and lifted my legs. "You want this, don't you, bitch?" I was silent. I didn't want to give consent. My eyes and breath told him to take me, to fuck me hard. I wanted forcing, ravishing, raping, fucking. .
. coming on his tool. . . he moved my legs apart and put his cock at my hole. . . we were wet, sweating animals. . . "Please don't" my mouth said. . . and I waited for a moment. Hoping.
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Just then a car's headlights shined in the mirror. . . we both were frozen. . . and the lights passed by. . . we were figures in a silent movie. . . poised, frozen. . .
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then he began fucking me and his cock was deep and churning, stroking the walls of my cunt. . . he held my shoulders and I his waist. I wanted him inside. . . our bodies slapped and pumped and my hips lifted to feel it all and I was dizzy and coming and felt him squirt in me and squirt again. . . It was delicious. . . a real fucking. .
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. I needed that. . . but I was raped, I kept thinking. . . or was it rape? I wasn't sure. I knew I would never forget my first real sexual assault and would I ever do it again on a lonely road with a half moon and a cock that wouldn't stop fucking me deep inside. . . coming desparately, taking my breath. The terrible memory frozen in my mind. I held him inside, squeezing on his beautiful cock. .
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. breathing cheek against cheek. . . the seat wet with us. He kissed my ear.
Funny thing, though. I'll never forget that night, in the car, on my back, wetting the seat, his great cock, coming until I couldn't come any more. . . But I don't remember getting home that night.
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