Twenty years ago, near the edge of a high school football field in El Cerrito, California, a gorgeous young Latina named Ana knelt in the dirt just under the bleachers in front of a group of four, much larger white boys.
She was terrified.
Surrounded by the four, she crouched, staining the knees of her new jeans with her arms crossed in front of her, desperately trying to hide her bare breasts.
At four-foot eleven, Ana's breasts were very large for her short, curvaceous frame, but they were often the sources of harassment from the other girls...usually the white girls.
They called her "Mexican-slut" and "Cholo-whore," and for the most part, Ana ignored them, telling herself that they were just jealous.
The attention from the males consisted mainly of thinly veiled approaches...at first.
When Ana inevitably turned them down, their valiant demeanors more often than not turned into leers, and rude remarks about her breasts, accompanied by the endless false rumors spread behind her back by boys who claimed to have "fucked" her.
She was "easy" they claimed...referring to her openly and within earshot as that "big-titty Mexican slut."
Of course, aside from the facts that she was big-titted, and Mexican, none of the rest what they said about her was true. Ana had been raised by a conservative Catholic family. She wasn't a prude, but she wasn't a whore or a slut either.
On a physical level, the harassment from the males never went further than an occasional "accidental" feel, or hand on her breast...but this time was very different.
It had gone too far...way too far.
Following behind her as she made her way across the field, the four boys had started out with the usual whistles, catcall and rude remarks.
"Hey Ana! Show us your tits!" they yelled, among other things.
Ignoring them, as she always had, Ana walked on with her back towards them in silence, thinking that they would finally give up on their stupidity and leave her alone as they always did eventually.
But without warning, the four had run up on her and grabbed her from behind.
Pushing and shoving her, they had forced Ana under the bleachers where they now taunted her, calling her "slut, whore, skank," and anything else they could think of.
Grabbing hold of her white chiffon blouse, one of them had pulled at it, until it tore...ripping it away from her body.
With her bra-covered breasts revealed to their nasty stares, it seemed that her pleas for them to stop only enflamed the group all the more, and her bra had soon followed. Torn from her body, it laid a useless rag on the grass by what was left of her blouse.
"Please...stop..." Ana begged. Huddled on her knees before them, she tried to cover herself.
"Fucking beaner bitch!" One of them, a red-haired, freckle-faced Irish boy who was apparently the ring leader, shouted at her.
"Let's see those fuckin' titties!"
"Yah," another boy, a long blonde chimed in, "we wanna see em!"
Dragging her to her feet, two of the boys pulled her arms back and away from her chest, pinning them behind her.
Ana's bare breasts tumbled free in front of her, bouncing and jiggling as she struggled to free herself...while the boys reacted like kids in a candy store at the sight of them.
The red-head whistled through his teeth.
"Jeezus! Look at those things...they're fuckin' huge!"
Grabbing a nipple between his fingers while one of the boys held her from behind, he rolled it in his fingers, pulling and pinching at it. Grinning as it grew erect, he shouted at his companions. "See? The little whore likes it!"
With that, he did the same with the other while Ana noticed that one of the dark-haired boys rubbed at his crotch.
Ana struggled hard against her captor from behind, twisting to gain freedom...which only resulted in her breasts bouncing wildly in front of the boys as the red-head held them by the nipples.
"Yah, shake those tits baby," he sneered, rolling her nipples in his fingers...pinching them roughly.
Then, he lifted her bare breasts in his hands, kneading them, feeling their softness and the weight of them in his palms.
In spite of her terror, Ana's nipples hardened, growing fully erect against the rough skin of his hands.
"I wanna suck 'em," he said low into Ana's eyes.
Suddenly, Ana's fear gave way to anger.
Closing her eyes, she pictured her older brother's face in her mind, remembering what he'd told her.
As a small girl, she'd taken a playground beating at the hands of several cruel white girls.
Afterwards, she'd run home crying.
Aemilio, had sat her down, and calmed her fear.
"Listen pequeña," he'd said, rubbing his baby sister's head gently, "never, ever, show fear. You might be scared for your life, but don't let them know it. Fight. Fight with all of your strength, and even if they beat you, be proud and strong and take them down with you."
While Aemilio was now far away from her in the army, his words remained.
"Don't show fear. Fight."
She would not let him down.
Despite the fact that she was scared to death, Ana swallowed it.
Opening her eyes again, she glared at the red-headed pig groping her tits.
Twisting her face into a scowl she brought her knee straight up in front of her and slammed it, with all of her might, right between his legs.
The boy recoiled instantly, releasing his hold on her breasts and screamed, grabbing wildly at his wounded testicles.
As he doubled, Ana dropped her head forward and threw it back as hard as she could into the face of the boy behind her. She felt a soft crunch accompanied by a shriek of pain as his hands fell away from her arms.
Suddenly free, Ana bolted, running through them as the other two looked on in shock.
As she neared the spot where they'd originally caught her, she heard one of them call out.
"FUCKING WHORE! GET HER!"
Ana ran, pumping her arms, as fast and hard as she could. She was very nearly to the edge of the field and the freedom of the sidewalk when her head exploded in pain.
One of the dark-haired boys had managed to overtake her. Reaching out, he grabbed hold of a snatch of her long black hair and yanked, pulling her backwards off of her feet.
Ana winced, exhaling her breath as she landed hard on her bare back in the grass.
"LET GO! LET GO!" she screamed up at the boy, kicking wildly at him, losing a tennis shoe, just as another one grabbed her feet and sat on them, pinning them to the ground.
"Little slut," he hissed, as he pulled off her other shoe and threw it across the field.
"FUCK YOU!" Ana shrieked at him, struggling to free her feet. But the boy was much stronger and heavier than her and pinned her fast.
Recovering from their wounds, the other two soon reached her. As two of them held her arms outstretched on either side of her, and the large boy sat on her legs, the fourth one, the red-head crouched beside her.
Quickly, he tore at the buttons on the front of her jeans, ripping them open.
"Fucking wet-back slut," he hissed. "Now you're gonna pay...you like showing your big titties to everyone...let's see what else ya got!"
"NO! NO!" Ana screamed, twisting and flailing her body any way she could.
"That's right," the boy laughed pulling her jeans over her hips. "We wanna see that pussy..."
Suddenly, the stark reality of what was happening to her hit her in the face like a brick as she felt her jeans being pulled down against her will...taking her panties partially with them to just above her hips.
Then, her jeans were at her knees as she writhed on the grass, twisting and turning her body to escape.
But the boys held on.
"Get 'em off of her," the red-head growled at the boy sitting on her legs.
In a single motion, the larger boy took hold of Ana's jeans and pulled, lifting himself just slightly. Ana felt her jeans slide down her legs the rest of the way...then they were gone.
Her thin, pink panties were all that was left between the boys and her total nakedness. She watched in horror as one of the dark-haired boys unfolded his pocket knife and begun cutting her jeans to shreds.
Then the red-head's fingers were at her panties.
"No...no...please..." Ana pled as tears threatened.
"Little whore," he hissed. "Kick me in the fucking balls. This is what you get...teasin' us with your big titties."
Ana looked up at them as the fight drained from her.
Staring down at her, the boys gorged on her next to naked body with their eyes.
They watched her bare breasts move and jiggle with her struggling. Suddenly, a shiver ran up her spine as she noticed a lump in the front of the large boy's jeans. Leering lewdly at her, he rubbed it and pinched at it.
"Gimme that knife," the red-head said. Reaching it for it he took it from the boy who had just finished turning her jeans into rags.
Running the flat edge of the knife slowly between her breasts, the boy grinned.
"Wanna have some fun?" he said sarcastically.
Suddenly, his hand was on her crotch. Kneading her mound through her panties, he pressed his palm against it.
Ana's nipples thickened again under their glares and she looked away.
The boy pressed at her crotch slowly, and gently.
Turning his hand over, he slid her panties aside and found her clitoris with his thumb. He pressed on it, running light circles around it.
Ana was terrified...but her body responded on its own.
Turning her face away from them, she was mortified as she felt herself grow wet between her thighs.
"That's it, little chica," the red-head leered, fingering her. "You like that don't you..."
Taking the knife, he pulled the waistband of her panties out and away from her skin and sliced at it, cutting them in two. Then, he snatched them from her body, and tossed them away on the grass.
Save for the dirty, white pair of booty socks on her feet, Ana was now completely naked in front of the boys. They gorged on her nude, brown body, taking in the sights of her large, bare breasts and dark pubic hair, while their leader moved his fingers slowly into her...finger fucking her.
"Mmm..." the redhead said, sticking his tongue out at her. "You like it...no?" He mocked her in a fake Spanish accent.
"Please..." Ana begged again, losing hope completely.
"Please?" the long blonde beside her laughed. "She wants it!"
They all laughed at that.
