The Not So Innocent Virgin

"I wish I could understand why my life was using me as an example," Gabriella wrote in her journal. Then stopped writing when someone entered her room. Contrary to what people believed, her life has never been great. She wished it was, though.

The shy girl was the only child of the wealthy Dr. and Mrs. Montgomery, which afforded her the luxury that others could only dream about, and that included unnecessary bodyguards. God, she hated those men for one simple reason; They were Ephebophilias. And her parents were either blind or too stupid to realize.

As Gabriella watched Elliot and David approach her bed, she dropped her journal and brought her knees up to her chin. These were the guards that she'd known her whole life! Men old enough to be her papa. Yet each night, they saw it fit to skewer her.

This was a regular occurrence for her since she turned eighteen. The men never fucked her pussy, but that wasn't because of want of trying. It was all a game to her.

"Get on your hands and knees, Gabriella," Elliot demanded while David freed his dick and shoved it down her throat.

"Mmmm," she groaned and wiggled her butt as an invitation to Elliot.

He quickly got behind her and spat on her ass and entered without getting resistance.

"Arghhh, Gabriella. Fuck my dick," Elliot begged as she swallowed David's cum and kept on sucking while he pounded her mouth.

These men are so fucking stupid, she thought. She was playing with them. She has been doing it for years. They were so caught up in her innocent act that they never suspected a thing.

The words "poor little rich girl" had nothing on Gabriella Montgomery!

A few days after her twentieth birthday, Laurent Zakarian, her father's best friend, arranged a luncheon to celebrate her parents' 22nd wedding anniversary. She declined to take part in the event, but her cold-hearted mother insisted she did.

As her father discussed a triple bypass surgery, he'd performed the day before with the enthralled guests. Gabriella stroked the crotch of Dr Leon and he coughed. Then she squeezed his growing erection and disappeared to the washroom. Five minutes later, he knocked on the door and found her staring at him from the mirror.

Without a word, she lifted her dress and spread her ass cheeks for him.

"Are you serious?" He asked her like a schoolboy and dropped his pants.

"Fuck my ass, doctor. I'm sure your wife refuses you!" She teased.

"Yes, she does," he admitted and came to her.

This was how she'd spend her parent's anniversary, taking it in the ass by the many distinguished gentlemen.

"Uhh, I needed some air."

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Ten minutes later, she exited the bathroom and wandered around the halls, looking for companionship. Out of curiosity, she opened a black door and entered a room that displayed musical instruments of all kinds on a stage.

"Don't think about it, Gabriella. The wicked witch of the South would never go for it." With a last glance, she exited the room.

"Are you lost, little girl?" Laurent asked and puffed on his cigar.

Gabriella squealed and held her chest. "Holy fuck, you scared me." She'd never liked her father's friend but his dick did make her feel good.

"Did I?" He asked and chuckled. "My apologies. That was never my intention," and he blew a puff of smoke in her face.

"Yes, well, if you'd excuse me," she said and sprinted away from him. Gabriella only made it four steps before he smacked her bottom and they retreated into his room.

"Mmm, you've grown into such a beautiful slut, Gabriella Montgomery. Your parents would be so proud."

Her face grew pale in the darkroom, and she hissed, "Let me go, Laurent," and she kicked him.

"Stop it!" His hold moved from around her torso to around her throat and she groaned.

"Mmm, you know how I like it, baby."

Her head darted from left to right as her eyes became adjusted to the darkness. Why was he smiling? It was the same sweet boyish smile her mother kept going on about whenever she spoke of him.

"Why are you doing this? Let me go and I won't tell my parents."

"I don't care what you do. It's not like they would believe you, anyway! Come on, let's have some fun. Remove your underwear."

"No, I will not!" Gabriella found the strength to elbow his ribs and fight.

"Uff, shit! Remove it now or I'll snap your fucking neck and still fuck you!" He bellowed and bit her neck.

"Arghh, what the hell is wrong with you? Let me go!"

"Why would I do that? I've seen how you've looked at me, Gabriella. Stealing glances when you think I wasn't looking. But I was, I always have. Is this what you wanted, baby?" he muttered and caressed her bottom with his erection.

"All you had to do was ask," he whispered in her ear.

Just before he pushed her onto her stomach, he said with a crackle, "Your mother gets onto her knees and begs for my dick, little girl. I don't see why you're playing hard to get and acting all righteous. It's not like you've never done it before. I've seen the way those men were looking at you tonight. How many of them have you fucked already?"

"That's none of your fucking business!" She shouted.

The sound of his belt buckle resonated in the room as he undid it, and Gabriella screamed.

"Oh, so now you're scared?! Good. Let me show you what a real man feels like."

When the mattress sank under his weight, she scampered away, but he caught and twisted her body under him.

The corners of his lips curled into a hard smile, and he slapped her.

"Fuck!" she exclaimed and held the spot. When the pain subsided, she gradually opened her eyes and gasped. Oh God, help her. His dick was much bigger than any of the men she'd taken, and that goes without saying.

"Oh, God. Help me," she prayed and pushed at his stomach.

"Don't move," he said and grasped her legs.

With an arm wrapped around her legs, he spat on his other hand and briefly rubbed it on her pussy, then did the same to his dick.

"Stop! I said to stop!" But he chuckled.

Nothing prepared her for the pain she felt when he yanked her legs apart and slammed into her innocence. Not even his hand over her mouth could have prevented the guttural scream that escaped her mouth.

When Laurent realized that he'd savagely taken her virginity, he gasped and his face transformed from shock to one of triumph, and he chuckled. Not only had his thrust become rougher, but it had become deeper.

"Ahhh, fuck! It's been a while since I've taken someone's innocence, little girl. Shit, Gabriella. Ahhh, fuck! Who would have guessed?"

Through the assault, she cried and struggled, but he kept a grasp on her throat and whispered incoherently as the music became louder and louder, then his face scrunched up and she felt hot liquid spew in her.

"Mmm, ughh, ughh, fuck, shitttt."

Breathless, he rolled over and told her to clean herself up, then he left.

Gabriella lay there and clasped her hands between her legs for what felt like an eternity. When she had the strength to move, she limped to the first door that she saw and entered, then awaited her death.

But what came instead was her angry mother, and she was livid when she found her daughter rocking and staring at a wall.

When the young girl told her mother what the "good" doctor had done, her mother slapped her and accused her of lying. Her mother swore that influential people such as him would never do such an atrocity to anyone.

The following day, when her parents left for work, he returned to continue where he'd left off, using the key the Montgomerys had given him in case of an emergency. He met the girl on her bed, curled up in a ball, crying. He ignored her pleas and yanked her legs open.

"Holy fuck!" Laurent gasped. "You're fucked up!" He exclaimed.

As she continued to cry, he gazed at what he'd done to her pussy and whistled.

"It appears your perineum got ripped in four places, cumslut," he told her.

Laurent locked the door and yanked the startled girl's gown off her body. And within seconds, his mouth was on her aching breasts. He bit and sucked on her tender nipples, all the while he moaned and forced her legs apart.

"Did you miss me, sweet girl?" he asked and roughly stuck a finger in her torn pussy.

"Oww. Stop! That hurts, get off me!" she hissed and pushed him away. As she struggled, he held her down and lubricated his dick and penetrated her.

In her weakened condition, she tried to fight him, but to no avail. "Please, stop, Laurent, please. It hurts so much."

"Quit struggling, or else you may hurt yourself further!" was his depraved reply.

Throughout the invasion, she cried and begged him to stop, but as before, his thrust became deeper and faster. Her ordeal went on for over fifteen minutes until he wrung her breast and climaxed.

When Laurent was through, he said breathlessly, "I'm not done. So you better buckle up. I'll be right back," and he left the room with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Two years later, she exited a hotel's bathroom and Laurent was sitting on the bed, stroking his dick.

She shrieked and felt lightheaded. "Oh, no you don't," he said and ran to her.

Before her slight body hit the floor, he caught it.

"How did you find me?" She asked him.

Instead of giving her the answer she wanted, Laurent told her the last thing she wanted to hear as he placed her on the bed.

"You were never lost, little girl. You just thought that you'd gotten away. Your father was watching you all along."

"No!" she whispered and her face lost its colour.

"Yes. How is that sweet pussy? Have you been a good girl?"

"Please don't touch me, Laurent. My body can't handle it right now, please."

"Don't be dramatic, Gabriella. It wasn't as bad as you made it out to be."

"You raped me! More than once, don't you remember? I had to run away to get surgery for all the damage you did! " She shouted and sat forward.

"I did no such thing. Now quickly, lay on your stomach. Hurry! I have to call your father in the next ten minutes," he stated and spat on his fingers, then lubricated his dick.

"No, you can't."

"Hurry, you know you want to. I can see it in your eyes, and by the way, you're rubbing your legs together. Come on, baby," he begged in that angelic voice her mother always gushed about.

Without a word, she lay on her stomach and opened her legs. "Oh fuck, Gabbie," he said breathlessly. Laurent gently glided his penis into her and this time, he made love to her like a lover. And she responded to his touch.

"Mmmm, harder Laurent. Yes. Mmm, you feel so good," she said uttered.

"That's it, baby, fuck me back, uuggggh fuck, that's it. You're so wet! Did you cum?"

Gabriella turned her face away from him and nodded, but caught his reflection in the mirror.

"Let it out, let it out, baby."

And she screamed, not from pain, but from the greatest pleasure her body had ever received.

"That's a good girl, that's a wonderful girl. I'm cumming in your sweet cunt, and you will not stop me. Got that?"

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Gabriella sat at a diner sipping tea the following day when a news headline came across the television. A maid had discovered the lifeless bodies of Laurent and his lover; his throat had been slit. And next to him, laid the naked body of Lucus Montgomery. He received a gunshot wound to the head. The gun lay inches from his body.

Many believed their death to be murder/suicide, but Gabriella knew better. The satisfied woman crossed her legs and continued to sip her tea as she caressed the dick of an off-duty police officer.