It started off well enough. Danny looked so beautiful, in his jeans and tight black T-shirt; he looks like one of those male models in GQ. We were going to go dancing, but rather than pay the extra money to park in the valet lot, Danny found a parking garage around the corner. This didn't particularly thrill me, but he kissed the pout off my lips with a long, deep kiss that left me breathless.

We got out of the car, and started walking for the entrance, when suddenly there was the loud sound of a window breaking and then a car alarm siren was echoing through the garage. I could just make out a couple of shadows moving in the darkness near the break-in. I wanted to get out of there, but Danny thought it was just a couple of kids that he could scare off.

They weren't kids. They were trouble. Three young men who were bored and looking for excitement. They were going to steal a car for a joy ride, but when Danny charged into their midst, they quickly decided on a new game.

The leader, a black boy, with a red bandanna tied around his shaved head, grabbed me and lifted up my skirt to run his hands over my pussy and ass. When I struggled, the youngest grabbed my arms, while the leader tore at my dress. Danny was on his knees, while a meaty giant of more than 6'6", held him there with a fist wrapped in his hair, after having given him a bloody mouth.

The leader seemed to like my thong. He played with it, pulling it tight between my pussy lips, fascinated by the way the lips pouted around the edges. The feel of the panty pressing against my clit was arousing me despite my fear.

When he pushed the thong aside with his fingers to explore my pussy for himself, he discovered my swollen clit and the telltale wetness. He laughed, "Your bitch is hot for me, white boy. See." He shoved the finger that had been in my pussy under Danny's nose. Helpless as we were, Danny had no choice but to accept the humiliation.

Then the leader pulled out his thick black cock. Danny and I were forced to kneel in front of him. "Suck it, both of you. I want both your mouths sucking my cock."

I couldn't believe I was crouching naked on the dirty, concrete floor next to Danny with this thick black cock being forced between my lips. After a moment, I felt Danny's face next to mine as he opened his mouth to tentatively lick the guy's cock.

"Yeah, get my cock nice and wet, because I'm gonna split your bitch's pussy apart sucker!"

And when he bent me over the hood of a car, pulled my legs wide apart, and started bludgeoning the mouth of my pussy with his cock, I felt like he really was going to split me apart. Whatever momentary wetness I had secreted hardly prepared me for this brutal assault.

And then it was in, stretching me wider than I had ever felt possible. He started fucking me hard, pressing me down against the cold surface of the car. I grabbed the hood to try to brace myself, as he pumped his black meat into me again and again. With an explosive frenzy of jackhammer thrusts, he came shooting his gooey cum deep into my abused pussy.

The youngest one, smooth skinned Mexican with the beginnings of a mustache over his pretty mouth, wanted to fuck me next. But he was too fastidious to stick his cock into a pussy oozing cum. They forced Danny to lick my pussy clean, mashing his face into my dripping, sloppy pussy and stroking their own cocks, as they watched him eat me out.

"Don't just lie there, bitch," said the second rapist as he slid his cock into me. "Tighten that pussy up." I was sore and bruised from the first rape, but I rocked my hips into his thrust, and tried to force the muscles in my pussy to tighten around his cock. As he rode me feverishly, he pinched and played with my nipples. Slowly, reluctantly, my body started to take over, forcing from me a sexual response I found shameful and humiliating. I was glad when he pulled out and came on my tits and belly, because I would have climaxed if he had dumped his jizz into my pussy.

It was the third man's turn. He was black like the first one but so oversized that I was afraid he might have some freakishly large cock, but the thing he pulled out was normal. However, he was even more particular than the second rapist, and declared that he couldn't get off in a pussy that had been so well fucked. He was going to ass-rape me.

Grabbing me by one leg, he pulled me across the hood of the car. He stuck two fingers deep into my pussy and smeared the mess of cum and pussy juice over my ass. I struggled weakly, but without any hope. He bent my legs back against my chest, exposing my tiny asshole. "Hold your ass open," he instructed.

Obediently, I pulled my ass cheeks apart. He placed his cock against the tight hole and pushed. My body resisted. I didn't think it could possibly fit, when suddenly something gave, and his cock was in my ass. I screamed at the pain, but I could never hope to be heard above the still shrieking car alarm.

This third rapist worked my flesh with steady, tireless strokes. The pain soon gave way to a new sensation, so irresistible and delicious that I couldn't stifle a moan of pleasure.

"This bitch gonna cum," he announced confidently.

I didn't want to, but when he suddenly put a thumb over my clit, I shuddered and climaxed right there on the hood of a stolen car, with a rapist's cock up my ass, while my boyfriend watched helplessly.

Danny and I didn't talk about this at all on the way home. We also didn't go out again either. I can't abide a man who can't protect me.

But I have been back to that parking garage several time by myself. But up until now I've never run into anyone dangerous again.

The End