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Archive name: schoolrp.txt (MMMMF/f, rape, inc, ped)
Authors name: NewWriter (buckey@biteme.com)
Story title : School Girl Rape
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Schoolgirl Rape (MMMMF/f, rape, inc, ped)
NewWriter (buckey@biteme.com)
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The first time it happened I was 12 years old. Mom and Dad
had decided that I should go to an all girls school --
while my brother Bill was 18 and old enough to decide if he
wanted to continue school or just go on to get a job. His
grades had been pretty bad so he opted to go straight to
work at the local mill.
Sometimes on the way to work, Bill would see me and give me
a ride up to school. He'd stop, push open the door on his
old Chevy Station Wagon and I'd climb in. He wouldn't say
much to me. I was better in school than him and I think he
was mad that Mom and Dad had made such a fuss over me.
This one particular day, I was walking to school when Bill
pulled up alongside me and offered me his usual ride. I got
in and we started along when I noticed the two cases of
beer on the floor at my feet. From the looks of Bill, he
had already had a few and was going to meet some friends to
drink some more. It wasn't far to the school but I was
scared shitless; I was afraid we were going to get hit or
pulled over the police.
When the school came into view I was so relieved that I
jumped out of the car before he came to a complete stop and
went straight up to the playground. It was only after a
couple of seconds that I realized I had left my schoolbooks
and homework in the Station wagon. It was too late though,
Bill had pulled away and I knew my teacher would be mad
with me for not having the homework.
I remembered the sand pit where Bill and his buddies always
hung out before going to work. I figured they were probably
drinking their beers there so I cut through the woods
behind the school and headed out to the sand pit.
Sure enough, when I got there, Bill was sitting around with
his buddies. There were five of them in all. Bill, Ted,
Tony, Edgar and a woman I didn't know. Ted was about Bill's
age and was about the same grade average. Tony was 35 and
was divorced from his wife whom he constantly complained
about. Edgar was kind of a halfwit, he laughed at things no
one else understood but he could put down more beer than
anyone. And the strange woman looked quiet and brooding to
me.
The minute I walked through the bushes, they all grabbed
their beer bottles and hid them. When Bill saw it was me
they relaxed and got angry with me for scaring the shit out
of them.
"Jesus!" Bill yelled, "What the fuck are you doing, you
scared the hell out of us!"
"Sorry Bill," I said, "I left my schoolbooks in the car.
It's got my homework." They were almost finished with the
second case of beer and none of them looked like they could
walk a straight line to save their life. Bill gave me a
strange look. He motioned me to come over. I walked slowly;
ready to bolt if he decided to hit me. He didn't hit me
often but when he did I usually ended up on the floor.
"Lemme see your uniform," he said, "Spin around."
All his friends were laughing and encouraging me to turn
around so they could see my school uniform. I did a little
pirouette so they could see my uniform from all sides. I
couldn't figure out why they liked it so much. All it was,
was a white cotton blouse under an argyle blue sweater and
a plaid skirt. The skirt had red trim and ended at about
knee level. My shoes were black flats and the socks were
the same blue argyle as the sweater.
"Nice," said Tony. He looked at me like he was appraising a
cut of steak.
"Your weird," I said, "This dress is ugly!"
"Then take it off," my brother said. He laughed and all his
friends including the strange woman agreed with him that I
should remove the dress.
"Fuck off!" I said, "You're a bunch of freaks!" At this
point I stomped over to the Station Wagon to retrieve my
books.
Bill's station wagon was old and the handles were rusted.
The front passenger door couldn't be opened from the
outside and the backseat door was permanently locked. It
also had the window rolled up. Bill usually left the front
seat passenger window open so I figured I could reach in
and get my stuff. I could see it sitting on the middle of
the bench seat but it meant pulling myself half way through
the window to get it. I had barely reached it when I felt
two hands pin my legs to the side of the car.
"Hey!" I said, "Let go of me!"
"Not until we make you pay for scarring us you little
bitch!" said Bill.
I must have really pissed him off and his friends were
helping him. I started screaming and crying while trying to
break free. From the angle I was hanging at I had to keep
one hand on the seat, otherwise the window frame would cut
into my stomach. Whenever I reached back with a hand to hit
them they merely pushed it away or held it.
I felt hands pull my legs apart so I was no longer standing
on the ground. This forced me to use both hands to keep my
balance and not let all the blood rush to my head. Another
set of hands reached up under my skirt and flipped it over
my back, exposing my panties.
I felt the hands grab my underwear and what felt like a
knife was inserted under the material cutting through it.
They removed the rags that had once been my underwear and I
felt hands running all over my ass and pubic area.
"Stop it!" I screamed and cried but they only laughed and
continued to pinch my butt cheeks and pull at my pubic
hair.
Someone's finger started rubbing me between the folds of
skin of my privates then I felt the lips being pride apart
and a finger was force inside. At the same time someone
else's finger poked into my butt hole and started pushing
in and out. The fingers hurt and I cried and screamed at
them to stop.
Then I felt my shoes and socks being removed and my legs
were pulled farther apart while fingers continued to probe
my anal cavity and pussy. I looked back to see Bill
unzipping his fly cried in dismay when I saw his cock
spring out like a fishing rod released from a bag.
The hands pulled my pussy lips wide open and suddenly I
felt a larger flesh finger push its way into me. It hurt so
much I thought I was going to die. I screamed and received
a harsh slap in my butt cheeks.
"Shut the fuck up, you little shit!" Bill yelled. I could
feel him continue to push his cock into me until he was
buried to the hilt. I felt something inside of me rip and
then I became slick inside. The pain grew worse as he
continually push-pinned me to the car. All the time he
continued with a forceful in out motion that dug deeper and
deeper into my pussy.
Soon I felt a hot gushing sensation inside me that began to
leak out of me and down the insides of my legs. Bill
exhaled in great relief and pushed a few more times before
pulling out and stepping back.
Then in disbelief I saw Tony step in behind me and he
rammed his cock straight into me. The sudden burst inside
of me caught me by surprise, it wasn't as painful as before
but it evoked a scream from me anyway and I received
another slap in my ass.
Tony repeated Bill's performance with the occasional slap
on the ass for effect. I think he liked it cause whenever
he'd hit my ass, I'd flinch and grip his cock with my pussy
in reflex and he would moan with pleasure from the
sensation. Then I felt the same hot gushing as before and
more warm liquid oozed down my inner thighs.
When Tony pulled out, I watched as Ted stepped up to my
ass. He looked at me with disapproval but took out his cock
and pushed it into me anyway.
By now my eyes were streamed with tears and I was crying
continually, unable to stop if I had wanted to. Between the
pain and humiliation I was totally balling.
Ted however wasn't much for repeating the previous two
performances. He removed himself after about four strokes
in me and placed the tip of his cock against my asshole. I
knew what was going to happen about one second before he
pushed the head of his cock into my ass.
I screamed like bloody murder, the pain was excruciating
and I released my arms so that my upper body could be
pulled away from the opening of the window. It did nothing
to help me get away but it took the tension off of my
weakening arms and caused blood to start flowing towards my
head.
Ted grappled with my hips until he had a straight line
which my chest dropping to the car seat only helped
improve. He forced himself the full length into my ass hole
and just kept it buried there while listening to my
tortured sobs.
"Please," I cried, "Stop it! It hurts so bad, please stop
it!" I continued to cry while my eyes and nose filled up
with fluids. Ted did the push and pull routine like Bill
and Tony and then I felt his warm fluid run into my ass and
flow towards me.
None of it leaked out until Ted pulled out and then a large
gob of the white stuff ran down my ass, over my pussy and
onto the car door.
I heard Edgar laugh and I grew horrified to think what that
halfwit would do to me. I heard some shuffling behind me
and felt one pair of hands replaced by another as Edgar's
turn came due. He wet his thumb and middle finger and
plunged them into my cunt and ass simultaneously.
With his free hand he reached into the car and started
pulling my blouse out of my skirt. Once it was free he
reached up underneath the blouse and unhooked my training-
bra, which he pulled on so hard that it ripped free of my
shoulders and left me with nothing on under the blouse.
When I tried to reach up and tuck in my shirt again, he
pinched the skin between my ass and cunt, which hurt like
hell. I screamed again and that fetched a firm hot slap on
my ass. From the feel of the pain I was certain there would
be a handprint.
I felt Edgar's hand snake past my hips in the window and
fondle my small breasts while occasionally pinching the
nipples (when he could find them) and grasping my breasts
in his hands till they hurt. It was now that my body
started to convulse and my legs started to jerk and twitch.
Edgar started laughing and he forced his fingers deep
inside me while running them back and forth like Bill and
Tony had done with their cocks.
At this point I heard the woman tell Edgar "She's gonna
have an orgasm, let me have my turn." I was horrified that
this strange woman was letting this happen to another girl
but that she was actively going to participate was
unbelievable.
My legs were grabbed by two separate sets of hands and
suddenly I was pulled as far apart as my legs could be
spread. I felt a soft wet something touch my cunt lips and
start rubbing around my opening. Suddenly teeth bit into my
flesh and I howled with the pain through my sobs.
Then the tongue (which is what I know it was now) began
moving around and my hips began to writhe and I grew warm
inside. Suddenly my body convulsed and I felt my insides
knot up and freeze as my thighs twitched and a great
release of tension began deep inside my body. I realized
that I was having first orgasm straight into some strange
woman's face.
All this time, the blood had been rushing into my head.
Sweat was pouring off of me in buckets and with the final
release of my orgasm I couldn't handle it and passed out...
...I awoke later to discover I was alone with my dress up
over my head amongst a pile of empty beer cans. I
straightened myself out and wiped away the sticky mess
built up on my inner thighs with the rags, which used to be
my underwear and walked home. The bus had passed me on the
way home so I knew that school had ended. Bill and his
friends had left for work long before and I probably wasn't
going see Bill again until late that night.
To wrap up the end of this story; Bill had threatened me,
saying that he'd tell all my friends that I was a fucking
slut.
I had tried to refuse future rides from him but he
threatened with tell on me if I didn't. Most of the time he
would drop me off at school and drive off but occasionally
we'd drive right on by the school to the sand pit. Those
were the days I hated the most.
THE END
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