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Fear, True Fear
by Bugman (address withheld)
***
It was nearly midnight, and as a teenager, i drove my
convertible to Billy's Place, where my friends and I
hung out. A 56 Ford Crown Victoria, with four youn men
inside followed her. Being a virgin at 17 was something
she enjoyed, and then a boat ride changed things. (M+/F,
nc, rp)
***
I hated working Saturdays, as I considered it part of
my weekend free time, but being a high school teenager,
you took a job when you could get one, especially a job
paying more than most. It was now eleven o'clock, and
all my friends had dates, or were hanging out, all
setting around where fifteen or more cars and trucks
could park without problems from the police.
Usually we were all together at Billy's dads farm out
of town about eight miles, and after the sheriff had
pulled down the lane one night, to where we gathered,
and tried to give us crap, Billy's dad confronted the
sheriff and the county officials and threatened to sue
them if they harassed his son and his friends in the
future. Billy's dad was an attorney and had filed a
temporary restraining order against the sheriff. In the
legal part of things, the sheriff had been guilty of
trespassing as he did not have a search warrant to
enter the property.
Looking at the clock, I saw another half hour had
passed, and it was now eleven-thirty, and I doubted if
my friends would still be at Billy's father's farm,
that all of us called simply, "Billy's", but I decided
to drive out to see, if I didn't find anyone I liked on
the street uptown.
Checking all the exit doors, and making certain the
alarm system was activated, I walked out the back door
of the Daisy Burger Joint. Strolling to my Camaro
convertible, I hoped in and headed to the main drag in
our small town to see if my friends were still hanging
out. Finding no one on the street, I headed for
Billy's. I did not notice the car that had followed me
from the parking lot at work, of trail about a block
behind me as I drove up town.
The entrance to Billy's was about a hundred yards from
me, and I saw the headlights of the auto that had been
following me from town. Thinking it was one of my
friends, I did not pay any attention to who it was.
Arriving at the place where we gathered, I pulled up
next to the picnic shelter that Billy's dad had built a
few feet from the large farm pond, with a small pier. I
got out of my car, and started to walk to the shelter,
when I saw the car that had followed me pull up next to
my cr.
I watched as four guys exited the 56 Ford Crown
Victoria. They were unknown to me, but decided they
must know Billy, to have came here. Looking at the four
guys as they approached me, I spoke to them. "Hi guys,
you friends with Billy?"
"No, we just drove out here after you, as you waited on
us in the Daisy, and you were telling a couple of girls
about the hangout place you and your friends went to."
"Oh, so what are your names, and where are you from?"
The driver of the Crown Vic said he was Jeff, and then
he introduced the other three guys. "So I'm just Jeff,
and that lanky one is Doug, and the ugly one is Marty,
and the short dude is Skip."
"So what is your name, Marty asked me," and where are
the others you spoke about?"
Looking at Marty, I saw he wasn't at all ugly, but was
so good looking that any girl would love to be seen
with him. I asked them their ages and Doug said he was
twenty-one, and Marty was the youngest one at nineteen.
Skip spoke up and said he was the old man of the group
at twenty-tow, and Jeff spoke up and told me he was
twenty."
Marty walked over and stood next to the picnic table I
was seated on, and asked, "Okay, you know our names and
ages, so who are you, Sweetcake?"
"Sorry, I'm Judy, and I turned seventeen, a month ago
yesterday, so I guess we're even now." I watched as
Skip got a case of beer from the trunk of the Ford, and
placed it on the table near to me. Each of the guys
picked up a beer and opened them, then Marty opened one
more and handed it to me.
I seldom drank alcoholic drinks, and at first wasn't
going to drink the beer when it was handed to me. I
changed my mind and took a swig of the cool liquid, and
then I became uncomfortable, as all four of the guys
were now standing around me in a close circle.
Nothing had been done to me that caused me to feel like
I was in danger, but I had no personal space left
around me by the four. Then I watched Doug go the Crown
Vic, and take a portable CD player from the back seat
and bring it over to the table next to the one I was
seated on.
Soon a hard rock tune was playing and I saw Doug move
back to where the other were standing, as he joined in
the group, he stood directly in front of me, and placed
one of his feet up on the bench seat of the table I was
seated on.
Before leaving work, I had removed my uniform, and
dressed in a pair of low rider shorts, cut high up on
the legs, and a tube top. Wearing the tub top did not
allow me to wear a bra, and the cool late night air
caused my nipples to become hard and point through the
elastic material of the top. The other three moved
within a foot of me, and I couldn't see Skip, but could
sense him up close behind me on the table top.
"Guys, I guess it is time for me to leave," as Billy
and the others evidently weren't coming out here
tonight, or they have already left and went home. Then
I felt Skip move up behind me, and evident he had moved
so he was no more than a few inches from me, and I saw
his legs stretch out along side me body.
"Hey guys, what say we walk down to the dock and take a
boat ride," I said in an attempt to not be surrounded
by the others. "The key for the lock on the boat chain,
and for the ignition on the boat is on the top of that
beam, up there," I told them. Standing up, my legs were
straddling Doug's leg he was resting on the bench seat,
and I tapped his leg, and smiling, asked him, "If you
let me get the key, we can take a ride."
Doug moved, and I reached up and took down the keys,
and thought if I kept them from being so close to me I
would feel safe. Walking down to the boat, I unlocked
the log chain that secured the boat to the pier, and
then started to untie the tarp covering and pull it
from the boat. Each of the four guys joined in, and
Marty and Jeff put the tarp inside the shelter one of
the four tables.
Jeff reached out and took the keys from my hand, and
said that he had his own boat and would be the captain
on our cruise of, "Get Lucky Lake." I caught the
meaning of his comment, and yet I knew we needed to
take a ride on the lake and keep them occupied.
Starting the boat and the five of us were soon cruising
across the night air, and the small outboard engine was
somewhat quite, and I was feeling better about being
alone with the guys. They had not touched me, nor had
they indicated there would be any trouble for me, yet I
felt fear from being with these four strangers.
Jeff was soon cruising around the edge of the lake,
which covered nearly three hundred acres, and dipped in
and out of wooded areas along the shore line. Each of
the guys had now drank at least two beers and were on
their third, and they insisted I have my third one. My
senses were becoming dulled on the alcohol, and when I
felt Marty pull me into his arms and against him, I
accepted his comment that if I rested against him, I
wouldn't be cold in the night air.
When I felt the boat stop, I saw that Jeff had pulled
into a small inlet on the lake, and I had no idea
exactly where we were. "Come on, let's take a walk and
see what it's like in the trees," Jeff said.
I looked at him, then the others and told them, "Guys,
I need to get home." For the first time since I had
been with the four of them, I considered I would soon
be raped. Previously I had felt uncomfortable and
afraid, but only now did I think that I was in danger
and that I would not leave this place without being
assaulted.
I turned to walk back to the boat, and Skip pulled me
into his arms, and held mine inside his arms and I was
trapped. Doug closed the distance between us and
reached out and stoked my hair and then his fingers
were moving over my face. The next thing I felt was my
body being turned around in Skip's arms, and pulled
down onto the ground. "Stop it, let me up, you're going
to get in trouble if you don't let me go, NOW!"
My comment was wasted on the four of them, and within
moments my arms were held by Jeff and Doug, and Skip
reached out and caught my tub top in his hands and
pulled it down around my waist. My breast were now
exposed to the eyes of the four guys, and the moon was
full, and the moon light allowed me to be viewed almost
as if it was day light. "NO, STOP, PLEASE, LET ME GO,
TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF ME!" Skip was gripping my breast in
his hand and his fingers were squeezing my hardened
nipples.
"Damn, for what must be 34-A tits, they sure are hard,
and look, they stick up from her chest," Skip said to
the others. No one had ever touched my breast, and what
the four guys didn't know, I was a virgin, and did not
believe in sex until a person was married. All of us
who hung out at Billy's were not into sex, and now I
was about to be raped, of that I was certain.
Pull her shorts off, someone said, and I froze as I saw
Marty move his hands and start pulling my low rider
shorts and the thong pantie I was wearing down from my
body. Soon I felt my tub top being pulled down over my
hips and off my legs as well. I was completely nude.
"Please, stop - don't do anymore, let me get my clothes
back on, PLEASE STOP, I'M A VIRGIN, AND..." And then I
felt hands touching me all over. And then I listened as
Skip told the others, "She doesn't trim the hair on her
pussy, and it is so soft."
"Hold her down, and don't let her hands loose." Then I
watched as Skip moved down between my legs, and I saw
his face moving down toward my sex. I knew he was going
to perform oral sex on me, and I tried to twist away,
but I was trapped.
Within a minute, a mouth was covering my pubic hair,
and then I felt Skip push my legs open wider with his
shoulders, and he moved his face onto my sex. His lips
and tongue were now moving around on my thing, and I
felt his tongue move from his mouth and being to lick
my sex, and I could feel him pushing it between my
labia.
When he licked across my clitoris, I could only cry and
beg him to stop. My hips were soon moving up and down
from the feelings his tongue was providing me. I didn't
want to enjoy the oral sex, but I could do nothing to
remove his moth form my sex. My tears and pleas for the
four of them to release me, was for nothing, so I
thought to enjoy what I was getting, wanting it or not.
I could feel stimulation from his tongue moving all
around my clit.
Finally I felt Skip rise up from between my legs, and I
wondered if I was now going to be left alone and the
four men would return me to my car. Instead I watched
as Jeff stood up, and removed his clothes, and I was
looking at the first male penis of my life. The others
stood up and they also undressed. I started to get up
but Marty and Doug put their feet on me and forced me
to lay back down.
Then they were all undressed, and my eyes moved from
one the boys to the other. Their penises were all
erect, and I saw Jeff was almost twice the length and
around as the other three. My body froze, and my tears
and cries for them to let me go, and not to rape me
went unheeded. Then I watched in horror as Jeff kneeled
down over me, and his hands gripped my tightly squeezed
shut legs and forced them open.
The moon was blocked from my view as the body of Jeff
moved over mine, and then his erection was pressing
against my sex. I felt him move his hand down and move
the end of his penis inside the lips of my sex. "STOP!
OH PLEASE! NO DON'T! I'M REALLY A VIRGIN! DON'T DO...
AUGHHHHHH!"
My voice cried out as I felt Jeff drive his hard penis
into me, and when he pressed against my virginity, the
pain struck me as if I was being penetrated by a sharp
burning stick, then Jeff simply split me virginity in
half, and he was buried inside my sex.
My stomach hurt as he drove up into me, in and out, he
took me until I felt him ejaculating inside me, and
then I feared I might become pregnant. I understood
about sex and I knew he was spewing his sperm loaded
semen into my teenage and highly and likely fertile
body.
Jeff moved from between my legs, and I felt Marty take
his place, and I was lucky in one respect with Marty.
Where Jeff must have rode my body for nearly ten
minutes, Marty finished almost as soon as he started.
But Skip took his place and he was brutal to a fault,
and he simply pounded his erection in and out of my
body, for at least five minutes.
Thank god I thought to myself, three down and only one
to go, as Doug moved over me, and then he was slamming
his erection into me with so must force, that when he
hit his pubic bone against my mons, I knew he was going
to leave it bruised, as I could feel him striking my
insides with hard and brutal lunges of his penis inside
my bleeding and sore sex. How long Doug took me I can
not say, but when he was ready to ejaculate, he would
stop moving, stop his need to ejaculate, and then
commence moving back and forth in my torn open sex.
Some where during this time, I felt my nipples being
chewed and saw that Jeff was nursing and chewing my
left nipple, and Marty was sucking the right breast
completely into his mouth.
Finally I felt Doug jam into me hard, and then pull
back out, only to shove up into me so hard I wanted to
pass out to stop the pain he was doing to me. Doug had
pushed my legs up until they were resting on my breast,
and they were spread wide so he could ride me deep and
hard. I knew that only my upper back, shoulders and
head were touching the ground. I was bent double and my
sex was being abused worse than when Jeff had taken my
virginity.
My sobs and pleas went unanswered, and went I felt Doug
ejaculating inside me, I felt a moment of relief, and
then a strange sensation occurred, as I felt my
clitoris being rubbed by Doug's pubic bone. I climaxed
from being gang banged. I cried and sobbed out my
feelings, while they mixed with the tears of my being
raped.
Doug moaned out, "Hell guys, she's cuming off, shit,
she is going off, I'll be dammed."
I started to curl up in a ball, but as I begin to turn
onto my side, Marty moved over me, and again I was
being raped. Nothing seemed to stop the guys and they
each took me twice, and Jeff the third time, and he had
me on my hands and knees when he took me for his third
time. Thinking of how many times they had done me, I
couldn't believe I had been taken nine times.
The guys were using their hands to wash me off, and
even though they fondled my breast, there touch was
gentle. Marty was strange and he would cup water and
let it ease down over my breast. Jeff used his hands to
move the cool water over my bleeding sex. I started to
feel better now that they were gentle in their helping
me ease the pain from being gang raped.
After they had finished raping me, they joked about my
having been a virgin, and how Doug had gotten me to
cum. I was surprised by them, as they had held my arms,
when walking me into the lake and that I was thankful
for. When I had stepped into the cool water up to my
hips, I had commenced washing between my legs, and when
the four guys helped wash me, the water eased some of
the soreness between my legs.
When I moved my hands down to clean between my legs, I
moved Jeff's hands away from my sex. I felt the damp
red from my torn virginity, and the nine ejaculations
of their semen. I put on my clothes while they dressed,
and Jeff told me my tits were perfect. There was no way
I could answer his comment, and when Doug asked if he
could have my panties, as he was the only one who got
me off, I simply handed them to him.
We got back to the shelter house and there was three
sheriff's cruisers there in the parking area. Five
deputies were standing at the dock when we docked the
boat. One of them asked if we were alright. There was
no way, I was going to let anyone know I had just been
raped. Our town had only about 2,500 residents, and I
knew that I would be the talk of the town forever.
The guys said everything was fine, and had just been
out for a boat ride. One officer shined his flashlight
on my face and I knew he could see I had been crying,
but I told him I was fine, and that I had wadded in the
water, and washed my face in it, but it was so cold, I
about died.
After the officers left, I looked at the guys, and
asked them, "Why - why did you do this to me, just tell
me why, that is all I want from you and I didn't tell
the cops you raped me, so why?"
Jeff smiled at me, and with a cruel look in his eyes,
replied, "Shit, Judy, if you want, we'll stop here a
week from now, and we can take another boat ride,
that's what you told the cops, right?"
I walked to my car, got in and started the engine. My
mind attempted to fathom why I had not told the cops I
was raped. Yet knew if I had, I would be branded in my
hometown forever as the girl raped at Billy's.
I started to cry, and looked at the guys, and somehow
knew next week would possibly be a repeat of tonight.
What if I'm pregnant, but knew that was not likely as
my period had ended two days ago.
What would I do a week from now, would I...?
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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