I'd thought about skipping this part, but then I guess it's important to tell the whole thing rather than just what I want too. Rape is an ugly thing, and I never want to glamorize it or give any indication at all that it's acceptable...for ANY reason. And gang rape is even worse...in some cases...This time I'm telling you about is the first time...and it was by three guys...and then about a year after this, one of the three, by a quirk of fate, got me again...I was raped by a single guy, Darden...which I'll tell later...and then more recent...about 2 years ago, by some jerk at my husband's birthday party...and I'll tell you about that too ...in time..
It's been so long ago, that I may not have everything in perfect order...but this is how I remember the first incident, and what led up to it...etc. It was shortly after my 18th birthday...July...and it was HOT...I dressed in a tube top and jean shorts. I had bent the snaps on my one and only bra and was in dire need of a new one...so I pitched it in the garbage and set out to go to the store to buy a new one...Daddy let me take his car...*S*...
He never ever said "no" to anything to me again, even to this day... It was a 1969 Lincoln mark 3 that he treasured...so I parked it in the outer parking lot away from everyone's car! Of course, it meant I had to walk across the parking lot to the Store. What I wasn't paying attention too, was the van with 3 guys standing around in front of, obviously drinking beer and staring at me as I approached...I suddenly became aware that I was like bouncing freely as I walked...I thought about crossing my arms across my chest to keep it to a minimum...but thought that would be too obvious...
I tried to keep my head down and not look at them...you know...pretending that I didn't see them...but I did...and they definitely saw me...There was a really big black guy, a stocky Mexican type, and this other guy that looked like the Marlboro man...handsome as hell...It was the Mexican guy who first let out the wolf whistle and started telling the other two what a hot piece of ass I was with the big "chi chi's"...I know I was blushing...but it was so fucking hot out, I knew it didn't show...I was hot and sweating...
I tried to get past them, but the big black dude touched my arm and spun me around...I must have looked pretty silly standing there with my hands on my hips telling him to keep his grubby paws off me. The other two huddled in around me from behind and the three of them started touching me and patting me...The Marlboro guy whispered in my ear...
Had I ever been ass fucked...Before I could respond to him, the black guy held my jaws with his big hand and squeezed my mouth open...It hurt...and I tried to squirm away...but by then, the Mexican guy had both hand cupping my tits...and grinding his cock into my ass...I forgot who was holding my hands...I just remember most the look in the black guys eyes when he told me how good I'd look with three big cocks jammed inside me. For some reason, I didn't even think of screaming...I guess because they were each either doing or saying something different at the same time, and I couldn't concentrate on what to do!
Then out of nowhere, the neighbor...the one that was spying on me over his fence, and his wife caught him...remember?...He pulled up with wifey in the car and jumped out holding his cell phone in his hand...It wasn't funny then...but is sorta now...like it was a sword or something...and started yelling for them to take their hands off me or he was calling the police...
They all backed off..except the black guy...He kept staring into my eyes...and told me they'd have their time with me later and that I'd know what a cock slut I really was once I'd been fucked by him...and them...I stumbled backwards and landed on my tooshie...my tits jiggling all over the place...I musta looked pretty funny sitting there on the hot pavement for about one and half seconds before I screamed and was helped up by Mr. Johnson...I got in their car and they stayed with me till I finished my little trip into the store to get the bra...*smile* Mrs. Johnson helped me pick it out...and when Mr. Johnson asked what I had bought, she just told him to hush his mouth and never mind...I smiled at him thru the rearview mirror as he drove me back to daddy's car. They followed me home, and I thought that was the end of that.
Even when I was a teenager, I worked out in the gym...My body has always "told me" that it needed exercise...I would go to the neighborhood gymnasium that our family belonged to about 3 nights a week. I mostly work on my hips, thighs, and abs. I still spend lots of time riding a stationary bike and working on my legs, but I have this thing with shapely calves. I like mine a lot, because I look hot in heels! When I walk in them now, I know how they look to men...They are more muscular than most other women I see, and that's what "I" like...because it gets more eye-attention, I think, than my even tits do. Well, maybe...
One of the nights I was there, I noticed the three guys...actually just the black guy, but that day in the parking lot was a month or so earlier and I figured it was just a passing thing. While on the butterfly machine, I saw him gawking at me, so I smiled at him...Don't ask me why...I don't know...but I did... I didn't think any big thing about it then...but should have.