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I was raped by my older cousin.
She was about 14 at the time, I was only 10. She had black hair, and menacing green eyes. Her frame was bony, long fingers and pasty skin with blemishes and freckles. Our parents thought it'd be a cool idea to rent out a beach house for the weekend, to get away from the city and see the beach and the boardwalk. It was Saturday night and everyone had gone to bed - the house
had roughly 8 rooms altogether, so it house my parents, my aunt and uncle, my older brother, my young sister and my 3 cousins (her included).
I had my own little room with a nice view of the beach from the plateau the house was built on top of. At night everyones doors were locked,
save for mine. I usually only wore my underwear to bed when I was a kid, but since the house lacked air conditioning, my father suggested I sleep naked for the weekend, since that was what he'd be doing. So I lay there, closing and opening my eyes in the darkness, trying to become accustomed to the milky heat of the August climate. The lights from the boardwalk pier were soothing to me, like the baseball nightlight my mother got for me a couple years ago. But I heard someone moving around in the hallway, someone light-footed and silent. Probably Rachel, or my little sister Carrie.
I heard the bare footsmacks stop outside my door, so I quickly drew the sheet over my lower half and pretended to be asleep. For a second I heard the person breathe outwards heavily, as if she was sleepwalking. But this wasn't the case. Slowly and silently she turned the doorknob and pressed the door open, revealing her pasty white naked body, her hair shrouding her expression.
I had my eyes open just a slit to see her there, and immediately my face turned beet red. She had underdeveloped breasts that drooped slightly, and dark pink nipples. She had a thick but tamed mane of black pubic hair on her pubis. She stood there in the doorway for about 3 minutes before walking towards my bed and sitting on the side. I could see her pale
bare bottom sink into the mattress when she sat, and she just stared at me. My throat had become incredibly dry and my palms were surprisingly sweaty. I considered doing the fake startled wake-up, "Oh, Sam, what are you doing up so late?", but decided against it. I didn't know at the time what she wanted or what her intent was. I'd never seen a real naked girl before, only in dad's porn magazines. But none of the girls in those magazines were like her. She was ghostly white, and her long black hair stuck to her back from the sweat. With her foot she swung the door shut, reached over, and locked it. I swallowed dryly. Quite suddenly she got on her knees on the bed, pulled the sheet down, and straddled me. This was when my eyes shot open and looked directly up at her. A single bony white hand smacked and curled over my thin lips, stinging and hurting my teeth. "Scream or I'll slap you so hard," she hissed quietly. Her pubic hairs tickled my abdomen harshly as she began to lower herself down to my crotch. It was the first time she genuinely frightened me - she was usually quiet and reclusive around the family, she'd never had any kind of boyfriend at school or anything like that. At the time it was
incredibly hard for me to understand what was going on, nor do I have the knowledge of how she knew what doing this kind of thing was - if she had access to any kind of pornography or videos that taught her what sex or rape was all about. Her skinny frame settled atop my pelvis and I could feel the pressure her body applied on my crotch. She didn't look at my face, only downwards at both of our pubises.
My penis slowly but surely became engorged - I was confused as to why my body was reacting in such a way, my dick had been hard before but I didn't know what it meant or why it did that, only it was used in my dad's porn magazines, and the girls in them put them in their mouths and in other places. I thought it was gross, but I was young. "Don't make any noise," she whispered bitterly as she grabbed my penis with her long bony fingers coated with sweat and slowly pressed it inside her. It felt slimy and gross, like the inside of my mouth after drinking milk. She let out a sighing breath and slowly began to bounce on top of me. The feeling of her wet and warm vagina around my dick felt extremely weird, and I quivered and writhed underneath her weight as she dropped her pelvis atop mine again and again. All I could do was grip the bedsheets and close my eyes tightly, gritting my teeth. In the blackness of my closed eyes I could hear her breathing heavily and letting out soft noises like moans, and her breath smelled like clam chowder as she blew right into my face. My toes curled in unknown feeling and her sweaty hands gripped my forearms tightly. Her skinny legs and thighs were sweaty and hot as the friction rubbed on my hips. I bit down on my tongue so hard by accident that it drew blood, and the taste of it caused me to gag a little bit, like I was going to throw up. She began to ride me a little bit faster now, every now and then she'd stop and her vagina would clench tightly and she'd begin to shiver as if she was cold. I could not see her face the enitre time, only her swaying sweaty black hair and mouth whispering threats down at me if I chose to make any kind of noise. I felt something weird beginning to happen like I had to pee really bad but I knew I'd already gone before I went to bed, but this was something different.
She rode me and rode me until she clenched her
vagina closed one last time really tight around my penis, at this point covered in her slobbery slime stuff. She quivered and writhed on top of me, letting out a high pitched silent squeel, breathing heavily as if she'd run a long distance. I couldn't hold in the pee anymore, so it just shot right inside her. It felt sort of good, but it hurt really bad at the same time, so I made a loud groan noise. Immediately her hand slapped my mouth, covering it. She cleared her hair away from her face and stared at me, almost in rage but not quite. She got off of me, leaving my abused body behind. She opened the door, giving me one last angry glance, and I knew what it meant. "Tell anyone, and I'll kill you," that kind of glance. I felt kind of bad for peeing inside her but then again, she was the one who came into my room that night. I didn't know how to deal with it at the time, so I just clenched my eyes closed and tried to sleep, with no avail.
i find it hard to think about all that we did that day, she would come into my room late at night sometimes and then just hold me, and for almost for the first time i felt loved again, i havent felt alive like that since my father took my innocence, my father was a stern man, he would come home from work half in the bag smelling like a brewery, it was never enough for him , mom died when i was 3 and my father says this is my fault, i always felt like he was right, just so i could justify what he did to me, what kind of father makes you put on your mothers old clothes and wear a wig, the piece of shit even called me her by name when he was inside me, maybe it was the words he used, or perhaps it was something else, perhaps i did enjoy it, i mean who wouldnt enjoy being raped in the ass by the one person who is supposed to protect you. Perhaps i was just stunned from his cum driping down my crack and legs, i will never know
Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy,
Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy.
I'm in the mood, the rhythm is right,
Move to the music, we can roll all night.
Oooh, oooh, slow ride - oooh, oooh ...
Slow ride, take it easy
Slow ride, take it easy
Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy
Slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time
Hold me, roll me, slow ridin' woman you're so fine
{Rod and Dave riffs}
Woo!
I'm in the mood, the rhythm is right,
Move to the music yea, we can roll all night, yea.
Oooh, oooh ...
Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy
Slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time
Hold me, roll me, slow ridin' woman you're so fine
She was about 14 at the time, I was only 10. She had black hair, and menacing green eyes. Her frame was bony, long fingers and pasty skin with blemishes and freckles. Our parents thought it'd be a cool idea to rent out a beach house for the weekend, to get away from the city and see the beach and the boardwalk. It was Saturday night and everyone had gone to bed - the house
had roughly 8 rooms altogether, so it house my parents, my aunt and uncle, my older brother, my young sister and my 3 cousins (her included).
I had my own little room with a nice view of the beach from the plateau the house was built on top of. At night everyones doors were locked,
save for mine. I usually only wore my underwear to bed when I was a kid, but since the house lacked air conditioning, my father suggested I sleep naked for the weekend, since that was what he'd be doing. So I lay there, closing and opening my eyes in the darkness, trying to become accustomed to the milky heat of the August climate. The lights from the boardwalk pier were soothing to me, like the baseball nightlight my mother got for me a couple years ago. But I heard someone moving around in the hallway, someone light-footed and silent. Probably Rachel, or my little sister Carrie.
I heard the bare footsmacks stop outside my door, so I quickly drew the sheet over my lower half and pretended to be asleep. For a second I heard the person breathe outwards heavily, as if she was sleepwalking. But this wasn't the case. Slowly and silently she turned the doorknob and pressed the door open, revealing her pasty white naked body, her hair shrouding her expression.
I had my eyes open just a slit to see her there, and immediately my face turned beet red. She had underdeveloped breasts that drooped slightly, and dark pink nipples. She had a thick but tamed mane of black pubic hair on her pubis. She stood there in the doorway for about 3 minutes before walking towards my bed and sitting on the side. I could see her pale
bare bottom sink into the mattress when she sat, and she just stared at me. My throat had become incredibly dry and my palms were surprisingly sweaty. I considered doing the fake startled wake-up, "Oh, Sam, what are you doing up so late?", but decided against it. I didn't know at the time what she wanted or what her intent was. I'd never seen a real naked girl before, only in dad's porn magazines. But none of the girls in those magazines were like her. She was ghostly white, and her long black hair stuck to her back from the sweat. With her foot she swung the door shut, reached over, and locked it. I swallowed dryly. Quite suddenly she got on her knees on the bed, pulled the sheet down, and straddled me. This was when my eyes shot open and looked directly up at her. A single bony white hand smacked and curled over my thin lips, stinging and hurting my teeth. "Scream or I'll slap you so hard," she hissed quietly. Her pubic hairs tickled my abdomen harshly as she began to lower herself down to my crotch. It was the first time she genuinely frightened me - she was usually quiet and reclusive around the family, she'd never had any kind of boyfriend at school or anything like that. At the time it was
incredibly hard for me to understand what was going on, nor do I have the knowledge of how she knew what doing this kind of thing was - if she had access to any kind of pornography or videos that taught her what sex or rape was all about. Her skinny frame settled atop my pelvis and I could feel the pressure her body applied on my crotch. She didn't look at my face, only downwards at both of our pubises.
My penis slowly but surely became engorged - I was confused as to why my body was reacting in such a way, my dick had been hard before but I didn't know what it meant or why it did that, only it was used in my dad's porn magazines, and the girls in them put them in their mouths and in other places. I thought it was gross, but I was young. "Don't make any noise," she whispered bitterly as she grabbed my penis with her long bony fingers coated with sweat and slowly pressed it inside her. It felt slimy and gross, like the inside of my mouth after drinking milk. She let out a sighing breath and slowly began to bounce on top of me. The feeling of her wet and warm vagina around my dick felt extremely weird, and I quivered and writhed underneath her weight as she dropped her pelvis atop mine again and again. All I could do was grip the bedsheets and close my eyes tightly, gritting my teeth. In the blackness of my closed eyes I could hear her breathing heavily and letting out soft noises like moans, and her breath smelled like clam chowder as she blew right into my face. My toes curled in unknown feeling and her sweaty hands gripped my forearms tightly. Her skinny legs and thighs were sweaty and hot as the friction rubbed on my hips. I bit down on my tongue so hard by accident that it drew blood, and the taste of it caused me to gag a little bit, like I was going to throw up. She began to ride me a little bit faster now, every now and then she'd stop and her vagina would clench tightly and she'd begin to shiver as if she was cold. I could not see her face the enitre time, only her swaying sweaty black hair and mouth whispering threats down at me if I chose to make any kind of noise. I felt something weird beginning to happen like I had to pee really bad but I knew I'd already gone before I went to bed, but this was something different.
She rode me and rode me until she clenched her
vagina closed one last time really tight around my penis, at this point covered in her slobbery slime stuff. She quivered and writhed on top of me, letting out a high pitched silent squeel, breathing heavily as if she'd run a long distance. I couldn't hold in the pee anymore, so it just shot right inside her. It felt sort of good, but it hurt really bad at the same time, so I made a loud groan noise. Immediately her hand slapped my mouth, covering it. She cleared her hair away from her face and stared at me, almost in rage but not quite. She got off of me, leaving my abused body behind. She opened the door, giving me one last angry glance, and I knew what it meant. "Tell anyone, and I'll kill you," that kind of glance. I felt kind of bad for peeing inside her but then again, she was the one who came into my room that night. I didn't know how to deal with it at the time, so I just clenched my eyes closed and tried to sleep, with no avail.
i find it hard to think about all that we did that day, she would come into my room late at night sometimes and then just hold me, and for almost for the first time i felt loved again, i havent felt alive like that since my father took my innocence, my father was a stern man, he would come home from work half in the bag smelling like a brewery, it was never enough for him , mom died when i was 3 and my father says this is my fault, i always felt like he was right, just so i could justify what he did to me, what kind of father makes you put on your mothers old clothes and wear a wig, the piece of shit even called me her by name when he was inside me, maybe it was the words he used, or perhaps it was something else, perhaps i did enjoy it, i mean who wouldnt enjoy being raped in the ass by the one person who is supposed to protect you. Perhaps i was just stunned from his cum driping down my crack and legs, i will never know
Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy,
Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy.
I'm in the mood, the rhythm is right,
Move to the music, we can roll all night.
Oooh, oooh, slow ride - oooh, oooh ...
Slow ride, take it easy
Slow ride, take it easy
Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy
Slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time
Hold me, roll me, slow ridin' woman you're so fine
{Rod and Dave riffs}
Woo!
I'm in the mood, the rhythm is right,
Move to the music yea, we can roll all night, yea.
Oooh, oooh ...
Slow ride, take it easy - Slow ride, take it easy
Slow down, go down, got to get your lovin' one more time
Hold me, roll me, slow ridin' woman you're so fine
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