Raped by a hobo 2 - Sex Stories

Raped by a hobo 2

... house wasn’t there, it had fallen down. The house looked dangerously thin, it was two stories but the space in the middle had collapsed, the rooms on the left and right looked fine. The weird part was that the middle of the house, where the door should’ve been, wasn’t there. As in it looked like someone had driven a car right through the house and then made it all the way through the house then escaped into the back yard. I could even see the children’s mini slide from here, including a tap near it. Seeing the tap reminded me of my thirst, I decided it was safe to go get water, I mean, there was literally no one here so I did. I made it past the gate and walked through what should’ve been the front door, as soon as I did the room looked huge and very very empty, it was a big house! To my left and right there was a massive empty room, about the size of our houses main room. I kept walking, past those rooms towards the backyard to the left there was another room and I could see a walk in bathroom with the door ripped off. And to my right was a massive kitchen that was in remarkably good condition, as I kept walking I finally reached into the backyard, and this time was surprised by the view. I didn’t realise this house was on top of a hill, I could see a massive amount of houses that seemed to just stretch on, to my right in front of the kitchen was a small park bench, and the neighbouring house which had no fence at all separating it. As I looked left there was the children’s ...

... play set, and beside that was a small shed. But it was the view that had me dazzled, how amazing, the backyard didn’t need a fence as it dropped straight down to small cliff, I could see every house, and if anyone still lived there I'm sure they would’ve seen me too. I decided to have a seat on the bench and just relax a bit. I sat there for a while as I realised how nice this place was, so private yet so open, anyone could see me, the house this bench, it protected me from being seen from the back, but ahead of me was openness filled with empty houses. I started getting more and more comfortable. So comfortable in fact that I didn’t hear the man approach me until it was too late. As I heard a rustle behind me I tried to jump up but a hand held me down by pushing my shoulder down, damn I thought, this guy was strong, I wanted to scream, but only whimpers came out, I was shaking with fear, “shhhhhhhhh, no point shouting, you came out all this way for me. And now your here in my house. If you try to run or make any loud noises I swear I will catch you, and I will beat you up so bad.” I finally found my voice and said “sir I don’t think you got the right person, I'm only 12 years old” he laughed and let go of my shoulder, then he made his way around to face me. As I looked up in trepidation I got the shock of my life, it was that hobo. He looked at me with his scraggy beard and short messy hair, he had a trench coat on. I didn’t know what to say I was shocked, so he sat down on ...