How I Lost It
By Mandy Carter
Exhib, mast, bg, rape
This is another part of my life story. It is always useful to have red earlier stories, since they give basic information to help you better understand the content of this story.
I was 13 and still adventurous. I'd been sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night to run around the neighborhood naked (we kids called it, "Nekkid!") for over a year. So, one night I was outside at about 11 o'clock, getting real excited slipping along the streets near home, rubbing all my special places and having nifty cums as I wandered around. Everything was properly scary, and my little pussy was dripping with excitement from the huge rush I get from risking being seen or caught running around naked, outside, and from rubbing myself.
It was dark enough that someone that was 50 feet away could be seen, but you couldn't tell what they were wearing, unless there was a streetlight nearby. I had gotten about four blocks away from home and was really happy to be out without a stitch of clothes on and having really good cums a couple times a block.
POW! something hit me on my shoulder. I froze, right there, fingers frozen in place in my cunt and on my tit. A voice whispered in my ear something like, "Gotcha, Mandy!" I almost screamed, but caught myself and just sort of gurgled.
"What 'cha doin' runnin' around nekkid and playing with yourself? Tryin' to get yourself fucked?" It was Bobby Woodard, a kind of tall, 14 year old boy who lived in the house I had just walked by. I shrugged out from under his hand, turned around, hands now in my hips, and stared at him, "You about scared the pee out of me, Bobby." He replied, "Yeah? And, boy, are you gonna catch it when everyone finds out you are a 'prevert' who's runnin' around the neighborhood nekkid."
'Un oh,' I thought to myself, can't let that happen, so I asked, "Bobby, you aren't going to tell anybody are you?" "Give me a reason why not to," he growled. The embarrassment (or is that 'em-bare-ass-ment?') of being caught and everybody knowing about me getting caught naked outside, much less so far from home, made me blurt out, "You Can't! I'll do anything for you if you don't tell."
I know this sounds like some stupid old melodrama, but he said, "Anything?" I kinda whispered back, "Uh huh, anything." In a voice filled with glee he said, "I wanna stick it in yer pussy." "What," I nearly shouted. "Yep," he said, "You gotta let me fuck you to keep me quiet."
"But I've never done that before."
"Don't care. That's what you gotta do, if you wanna keep my mouth shut about you being a nekkid show off."
"Shit!" I thought about what would happen if he talked, and reluctantly said, "OK."
Bobby was grinning from ear to ear as he grabbed my wrist and dragged me into his back yard and then pushed me up onto the picnic table. He had my butt hanging off the end and the rough ends of the boards were hurting my back. He didn't care. He had his fuck toy and he was going to use it . . . ME!
He took his hand and lined his hard little pecker with my hole and got the head inside. Then, he grabbed my little tits, squeezed them hard, and jammed that little cock of his all the way inside my virgin cunt. I felt something sort of pop, hurt with a real sharp pain, and then felt his prick sliding on into my very sloppy cunt. My mind couldn't decide whether to shriek in pain or sigh with pleasure, so I just lay there and let Bobby fuck me.
He was pumping in and out of me like a jackhammer, and it was beginning to feel real good, when he shot off. I could feel him shooting into me. Stuff shot out of his prick like maybe seven or eight times. All I remember for sure is that I cummed, pretty good about the time he finished. I was shaking like crazy, wanting to yell out that I had just been fucked for the first time. It was anything but romantic and loving, but I tingled all the way from my toes to my nose, and had a better than ever feeling in my crotch, tummy, and tits that I wanted to have a lot more times. It felt great, even if it was caused by a little blackmailing piece of shit.
I pushed Bobby off of me, hard, making him trip over his shorts and fall on his ass. I was about to leave and go home, but I stopped and growled at Bobby, "You piece of shit, you say anything at all about me to anybody, and I'll swear you tore my clothes off me and raped me, and I'll have the torn clothes to prove it, complete with grass stains on 'em. Don't forget that!"
I was a little bit dazed as I walked home, not paying much attention to what was going on around me, but no one else bothered me. It had started raining. I heard thunder just before getting inside. I went into my brother's and my bathroom and took a shower, rinsing the cum, a little blood, and other juices out of my pussy and off my thighs and down the drain. Finally, I went to bed to try and get enough sleep to be reasonably awake at school tomorrow.
So, that's how I lost IT, my virginity . . . and got rained on.