Virginity Lost By Rape - Sex Stories

Virginity Lost By Rape

... pushed me away from him, telling me to lay down on my tummy. I did what I was told.

“Just let me mess around back there, I promise I won’t stick it in,” said Brad, “I just want to rub my cock on your ass and fantasize.”

I was torn about what to say back to him. He knew I wanted it as bad as he did, but I wasn’t ready for that step on that night. Keep in mind, just a few months before this night I’m writing about, Magic Johnson told the world that he had contracted HIV, and that freaked everyone out. It made everyone feel like it could happen to them as well, but it didn’t stop me, Brad, or anyone else from feeling horny.

He said pretty please, and started caressing my ass cheeks on the outside of my panties with his hands, gripping each one and squeezing them, then spreading them. It felt intoxicatingly good, and got my heart rate to pick up a bit. I finally relented, but with ground rules.

“Ok, you can rub it around down there, but no penetration. Do we have a deal?”

He quickly agreed, and mounted me from behind. My legs were somewhat spread out, and he told me to put them together. I did what I was told. He straddled me as soon as I put my legs together, essentially locking me down under him. He was breathing heavy, and I could feel his rock hard cock bouncing on my ass cheeks, which really turned me on.

He took his cock and placed it on the outside of my panties, right down the crack of my backside, and started thumping me with it, then started making ...

... the motions of fucking me, and with each thrust, I felt more and more arousal. He was thick and hard. It really turned me on. I felt him gently pulling my panties down, and asked him to stop, but he didn’t, he just chuckled, and said,

“Let me just pull them down and rub my cock on your ass cheeks, I won’t stick it in, I swear.”

I told him no, but I wanted to say yes, and he knew it. After some more coaxing and persuasion, I told him ok, but that if he went for it, I would get up and leave. I was looking back over my shoulder at him as we were talking, and when I told him ok, he told me how adorable I looked in that position and came forward to deep French kiss me.

“Now put your face down, and relax,” he said, “I’m in control now, understand?”

He laughed a little bit, which made me laugh and relax, and I did what I was told. With that, he pulled my panties down to my thighs, and reasserted his position on me. He was gentle, as he spread my cheeks, and put the shaft of his cock right between them. I could feel the head on the small of my back, so I knew he wasn’t near my pussy hole, and with that, I relaxed.

I began daydreaming about all of the muted fantasies I had dreamt about for the past 5 or so years. Many of those fantasies involved the two of us, doing exactly what we were doing, except for real. He was grunting as he simulated fucking me, and moving back and forth so that I could feel when the head of his cock was right over my pussy hole. It felt amazing, ...