‘Well I’m goanna teach you something you’ll need to know soon enough.’ He told me, smiling…
He started playing with my tits, which was really painful, because they were still growing and they’d been really tender recently. I cried out, but he just slapped me across the face, yelling at me to shut up. He grabbed at them again, squeezing what flesh there was and pinching my puffy little nipples.
‘Seeing as you won’t shut up, you’re first lesson will be how to suck cock. Hopefully that’ll keep you quiet.’
He moved towards me, pulling out his cock. I’d seen my brother’s, but that was tiny compared to this. It was huge. He straddled my head and pushed it against my lips. I pressed them closed, hoping to stop him putting it in, but he just grabbed my face and prised my jaw open. I felt his hand on my forehead, holding it against the ground. He pushed and I felt his cock part my dry lips and slide into my mouth, first just the end, but then more and more. It was going all the way to the back of my mouth, and he just kept on pushing until it was down my throat. I was gagging and choking, desperate for air, but he didn’t care. He pushed and pushed, sliding his cock in and out of my throat, I felt so sick and so suffocated, I thought I would pass out, but just then he pulled it back out, trailing a string of my saliva with it.
‘Take a deep breath you little whore, I’m goanna teach you what a man’s come tastes like.’
I begged him to stop, ‘please don’t do this to me, I’ll do anything…’
‘I know you will’, he said, then shoved his big cock back into my mouth, pumping it harder this time, and faster and faster for what seemed like ages, until suddenly I felt it jerk in my mouth. A warm, wet gooey stuff started trickling down my throat, I had to swallow to stop myself choking on it, it tasted like nothing I’d ever tried, all salty and horrible. He pulled his cock out and I opened my tear-stained eyes to see a glob of milky stuff coming out of the end. I guessed that was what I’d just swallowed. He grabbed my face again and held my mouth open. I felt another two drops fall on my tongue. I tried to spit it out this time, but he held my lips closed. ‘Swallow it you whore,’ he said. So I did. I hated it, I hated him, but I knew I had to do what he said.
He stood up and went to sit back down by the trunk of the tree. I asked him if that was it and could I go now. I was crying and I just wanted my mummy to make it all right again.
‘You must be fucking joking!’ he said, ‘you see, you’re still a virgin and I don’t think I should leave you like that. Give me five minutes and we’ll carry on the lesson.’ He lit a cigarette and stared at me.
‘Please let me go. I don’t want it to be like this, I wanted it to be romantic, not like this. Please, please let me go, I won’t tell anyone.’ My begging fell on deaf ears, he just sat there and looked at me. I started really sobbing there and then, I just couldn’t help it. I had planned on losing my virginity to a boy I loved, somewhere romantic. I didn’t want this man inside of me. I’d heard it really hurts the first time and I was just not ready.
‘If you don’t shut up now, you’re in deep shit missy.’
I tried to stifle my sobs but couldn’t. He stood up and walked over, I flinched fearing the worse, but he just picked up my panties and crammed them into my mouth. He told me he was finished with my mouth now, so it doesn’t matter if he plugs it up. Terror welled up again and I tried to scream, but with my knickers in my mouth, nothing came out but a muffled noise.
The rain was still coming down really hard. I knew nobody would be out walking today, so I had no hope of anyone finding me or saving me. Thoughts were whirring around my head, I was so scared I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me up. Rainwater was starting to trickle along the ground and I could feel it on my back, making me shiver.
‘You cold, honey?’ he said, noticing me shaking. ‘Don’t worry, you’ll be warm enough, soon.’
He came back over to me, his trousers still undone and his cock standing out in front of him. He knelt down next to me and started stroking his hands over my body, starting with my boobs, then moving down over my belly to my thighs. I held my legs together as hard as I could as he tried to push his hand between them, but I wasn’t strong enough and he shoved his hand right where my privates are. I could feel his fingers stroking it up and down…it kind of tickled, but felt horrible at the same time. I started sobbing again, but he ignored me and carried on molesting me, pulling my legs apart and looking at my bits.
‘I think you’re about ready for lesson two.’ He said, getting between my legs and lying down. He started kissing my neck and my tits, biting me and hurting me. I tried to cry out, but my panties muffled the noise. I just screwed up my eyes and turned my head to one side, just hoping it would all stop soon.
He lay down on top of me, still kissing and biting me, I felt his hand go between my legs and felt something pushes up against my private parts. This is it, I thought, he’s actually going to have sex with me now, I couldn’t believe what was happening. I wanted to ask him to stop, not too hurt me…but I couldn’t.
I heard him grunt and push against me, then a red-hot burning pain spread through my belly as I felt something give way inside me, breaking, tearing. I screamed into my panties and fresh floods of tears came to my eyes, the pain was worse than anything I’d ever felt. Then he pushed again, the pain doubled and I thought I’d faint, fighting back the nausea welling in my stomach. He just kept pushing and pushing me, hurting me more and more, driving him into me, stretching me wide open.
Suddenly he grabbed my face, turning it towards him and pulling the knickers roughly from my mouth. ‘How is it for you then, baby?’ He asked me.
‘Please stop it, you’re hurting me.’ I pleaded with him, ‘I’ll do anything, please stop hurting me.’
‘I’m afraid that’s not possible.’ He told me in a cold voice. ‘Now you’re never going to learn anything if you don’t watch what’s happening to you. With that he got back up on his knees, his cock slipping out of me with a slurping noise. The relief was amazing; I felt my battered, stretched insides closing back up, the pain slowly subsiding, but not totally going away.
But then he grabbed my ankles, pulling them wide apart and pushing them up towards my head. I felt so exposed in that position, my bits spread open wide for him to see and use. Wedging my legs in position with his, he put one hand behind my head, pulling it forward so I was facing him, my neck stretching and cracking. I squeezed my eyes shut, both in pain and fear. I didn’t want to see what was happening, but he wanted me to.
‘Open your eyes, bitch!’ He shouted, slapping me hard across the face with his spare hand. I did as he said, opening my tear flooded eyes to see a blurred image of his face smiling insanely at me. He forced my head further forward and I could see my legs spread wide, between them was my wispy triangle of hair and I could see the tops of my vagina lips. Behind that was his big cock hanging there, my blood smeared red all over it. He held it with one hand, still holding my head with the other and guided it back towards my entrance, stroking it, making it bigger still.