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Wendy's Gangrape

Wendy's Gangrape

young Wendy is raped and impregnated.

Wendy was the daughter of a minister she had thick blond hair, piercing blue eyes, an average figure, but with large breasts for a teen, size 38D.

It was in the early 1960’s and Wendy was in grade school in central California. It was a small rural community of only about 300, there were orange groves surrounding it in every direction, and her school was just outside of town.

She was walking home from school alone one hot day in May. She usually walked with her girlfriends but that day she had gotten out two hours early as a special treat for winning a spelling bee. Wendy took the usual rout home along the railroad tracks, then across a large orange orchard. She was excited and wanted to hurry home to show her mom and dad her spelling award. As soon as she left the tracks and entered the orchard she heard footsteps. She turned to see three Mexicans walking quickly up behind her. Frightened by the thought of what they wanted, she started to run, dropping her precious award plaque, but she couldn’t stop and pick it up. “This can’t be happening,” she thought as she ran as fast as she could. Her parents had warned her about walking home alone through the orchards, but she had been so excited, and nothing had ever happened before. Suddenly six more Mexican workers stepped out from behind the trees directly in front of her.

She was abruptly grabbed from behind; a hand went roughly over her mouth. It was like ...

... being caught in a swarm of hornets. There were hands all over her, as she was lifted off the ground she thought they were going to pull her apart as they yelled in Spanish, fighting over her. Her dress was ripped away, leaving her in only her panties, bra, white socks, and shoes. Then a demanding voice yelled from somewhere and they all got very quiet as a large older man stepped forward. She was being held in the air by her arms and legs in a flat, almost level position. The large Mexican pushed between the two men holding her legs, as they moved apart spreading her outstretched legs even wider. He smiled, looking down at her crotch as he reached down; she heard the sound of a zipper. She knew what they wanted to do because she and her girlfriends had talked about boys, sex and even rape before.

He pulled out a large knife and guided it slowly towards her crotch. Wendy screamed into her captor’s hand and tried to get away, but she could barely move. He pushed his finger under the crotch of her panties, pulled it out and slipped the blade under the material. She could feel the cold steel against the warmth of her special place, as her mother always called it. Wendy screamed again, but the hand over her mouth muffled it.

The large man between her legs laughed as he slowly cut through the white cotton material, which was the only thing between her special place and him. When he was finished cutting she felt the material fall away and her almost hairless pussy slit was exposed ...