We Let This Perv Pick Us Up When We Were High School Age

BAck when we lived at home with our parents my friend and I went to play tennis at the city park. On the way home, we walked because it was only three blocks, a man stopped and offered us a ride. All those years of telling you not to talk to strangers, not to get in a car with a stranger, my friend and I looked at each other and asked him where he was going to take us. He said for a ride. OK, let's go for a ride. I got in the back and my friend in the front.

He took us out to the levy. Out there he told us that it was time to show him what we had. Start with our tits and then lower our pants. We are decently titted girls and we showed him our tits, and then pulled our pants down. He was disappointed that we were unshaven, and he got his pants down and showed his dick. Not much of a dick, not enough dick for two girls. We laughed at his dick, maybe we shouldn't have done that.

He wanted us to lay down against the levy and keep our legs spread so we did. He couldn't see anything because we had a full bush. He touched my pussy first, and then hers and started to try and finger us but he was pretty bad at it. I showed him how, get it in like this, and in and out like this, now you do it. By then our pussy flowers were opening up and he could see inside our pussy. His dick was hard, but like I said it wasn't much of a dick, maybe four or five inches. He got on me and he managed to stick it in. I grabbed him and pulled him hard on me and let him fuck all he wanted but he couldn't cum.

He tried fucking my friend but he couldn't cum. We gave him a blowjob but he couldn't cum. After half an hour of messing around we told him that he better take us back so we could get back home before someone missed us. He was pretty quiet on the way back to the tennis courts. He told us a couple of times that he could cum, but since it was two of us that made it hard on him. Well, we told him that when we fucked it was always the two of us. So, bad luck.

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by Anonymous on Sep 8, 2021 at 8:04 PM

The only perv I let pick me up started out so pathetic in his approach I almost blew him off. I figured he was a perv as soon as he pulled up so I was already expecting him to be a loser. I knew I shouldn't get in and knew the risks could be really bad but I was not eager to go home to boring and was up for an adventure. Even before I got in I expected or hoped to get r**ed by him. I literally asked myself if I minded getting r**ed by him before I decided to get into the car. I don't know why but I didn't feel in danger at all. It just felt like I was in for a fun adventure and I'd have a great story on how I lost my virginity and no one could call me a slut.

As I expected, he drove us out of town and to a secluded spot. I had never been to that exact spot but I had been driven past the turn off enough to still know basically where I was. He had groped me some as we drove and I batted his roaming hands away when they got too fresh for me. When we got there, he got really aggressive. I was expecting and hoping he'd get aggressive but the way this loser was doing it totally ruined the mood for me. Right then I didn't want anything to do with him. I was looking around to look for options for leaving when I saw the grave. This guy had pre-dug me a grave! THAT freaked me out.

I was frozen with fear for the first time. He took advantage of my freezing up and really started undressing me. My mind was spinning with what I could think of about how to survive this type of rapist. I started cooperating more and more. I don't know why but I felt like I needed to make up for trying to resist and get away too much earlier.

When he started r****g me I thought about fighting him, scratching him and trying to kick him off. As strong as I was for my age and size, I knew he was stronger and would win but be MAD. I didn't resist. I can't explain why but I really wished he had tied me up first. I knew I wasn't getting out of it and it was basically my fault but I needed to live. Getting him angry wasn't a good way to make sure I live through this.

When he was done I thanked him and let him know he was my first. I didn't mean to but I blurted out that I wished he had tied me up first. I had a hard time not resisting. He asked what I meant and I truthfully admitted I expected all this but it would have been better for me if I had been tied up first. I told him now that he knew how I got home, the next time how I hoped he'd grab me and stuff.

Basically, I tried to get him so into planning his next abduction of me that he'd be convinced I would not run to the police if he let me live. Eventually, it worked. I worked too good. I ended up letting him abduct and r**e me two more times and I started getting feelings for him. That seemed to upset him more than resisting so he broke it off with me. Three years later he got arrested and sent to jail. Part of me feels guilty and part of me is thankful that he let the girl get away and didn't try to kill her.


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