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The Day Where I Intentionally Got Myself Raped

I have a friend who likes to go out often (we'll call her Emily for the story). She would invite me every time because according to her it's easier to land a guy if she's with me because there would be 2 guys and 2 girls. Anyway, we hang out for a while before she brings me to this pub which had a nightclub feeling to it. The music was beating loudly, with flickering lights. There were 2 guys, about 35-40 years old (we both preferred older guys) sitting across who my friend seemed interested in. The two men also had their attention on us, so it wasn't long until they both approached us.

My friend and I talked with them for about 30 minutes or so, introducing each other and whatnot. They were both fit and handsome looking, with a chiseled face and strong jawline which I knew was exactly what Emily liked in her men. It wasn't long after when a problem had occurred. Both of the men started making moves, feeling me up and trying to kiss me. The problem was that both of them were interested in me and not Emily, it had appeared that they showed no interest in her at all. This made her extremely upset and angry which made her storm out. I left quickly after to chase after her leaving the 2 men behind.

She didn't blame me for what happened, but we decided to call the night there. She caught a cab home, while I decided to stick around a while longer. I still felt horny from earlier but now frustrated with no way to release myself from that feeling.

It was then that I walked passed an alleyway. It was already late, around 1am at this time. There were 2 men in the dark alley, the only light illuminated was by the phone of the man who was crouched on the ground with his attention solely on his phone. The other man was nearby, leaning on the wall while smoking.

I was still horny and I secretly had a r**e fantasy. So stopped for a moment and turned back. I walked straight into the alley while wearing slutty looking clothing. My skirt was short and my top showed off my midriff. They seemed surprised and I could sense that they were staring at me. I walked for a while, and it was obvious that the 2 men had followed me as I could hear their footsteps. Before long, another 2 men had appeared in front of me, who instantly looked at me.

It was then that the men behind grabbed me while covering my mouth and pulled me into a relatively small room, which appeared to be a storage room, but it was mostly empty. It was quite dirty, but there was also a large mattress on the ground.

The men quickly stripped my top off, while my skirt was raised to above my waist as they ripped my panties off. I pretended to struggle the whole time, but the men r**ed me without any care, and they said a lot of obnoxious things such as saying that I was purposely looking to get r**ed. Little did they know that what they said was exactly correct. They were extremely rough with me, they slapped me, pulled my hair and tied my hands behind me. They fucked my throat while I was being penetrated from behind.

I hadn't noticed before but one of the men was recording the whole thing. I didn't know when he had started filming. They continued degrading me with vicious words such as whore, slut, cumdump and r**emeat all of which just served to turn me on even more. The most memorable moment was when they fucked all my holes at the same time, their cocks deep in my ass and pussy and my mouth was being fucked hard as he grabbed me by the hair. The men all cummed inside me multiple times and by the end I had cum coming out of my pussy, ass and mouth. I had become exactly what the men had said: a cumdump.

The men seemed satisfied, and pulled my cum covered face to the camera before untying my hands and leaving me on the mattress. After a while I recollected myself and walked out as they left the door open. I didn't know what the time was, but I must have been in that room for quite a while as there was a small amount of light from the sun rising. The men were waiting outside and laughed and slapped my ass as I was leaving.

So I left, smelling like cum and without any panties on, because the men had ripped them. I caught a taxi home, and I could tell that the moment I had entered his car he could smell the cum, but he did not say anything and instead just winced. During the ride I could see him look at the rear mirror many times. I paid the driver who just stared at me and went home.

I won't be forgetting this day anytime soon.

I Like Being Called Dirty Names

I just love it when men call me things like slut, whore and cum dump. When having sex I always tell men to go all out and call me degrading things. So... if I asked you to call me something dirty, what would you call me? Bonus points for something creative or unique.

I Like Perverted Old Men

I like perverted old men. I love the way they look at me. I love wearing short skirts and getting m****ted by them. I love being called slut, whore, cum-dump by them. I love being taken advantage of by them.
But I love it the most when I'm being r**ed by three of their cocks in each of my holes.

Train Molester (part 4)

This is the fourth part of the story. You should read the other parts at my profile before reading this.

After I cleaned myself, I did my best to remove the cum inside of my pussy, but I also knew that it would be best to take a morning after pill. So the next day, I met up with the man at the same place and time.

It was a Saturday, the weekend. Because of that, the trains weren't nearly as packed as it usually was. Also because it is Saturday I didn't wear my school uniform, instead I wore clothes that were revealing, short skirt with thigh-high stockings and a top that left little to the imagination. The man, who was around 50 years old, didn't m****t me like he usually did. I guess it would have been too obvious with less people crowding the area. Instead he grabbed my hand and left when we got to a stop that he wanted to go to. We walked for about 10 or 15 minutes, not really saying much to each other. All he said was that he was taking me somewhere private.

That private area was a love hotel it seemed. The receptionist seemed to have known the man as they briefly exchanged greetings, furthermore he wasn't really concerned or bothered when seeing that a young girl like me was with an old man like him.

We entered his room. He immediately told me to strip, and said that if I wanted the pill, I would do as he said. So I did. I took off my clothes. I notice that there were already things on the bed. Probably the "present" that he had mentioned.

The things on the bed were leather hand cuffs and a collar with a leash. He had me wear them, whilst taking compromising pictures of me. I tried to protest about it, however I quickly submitted to doing what he wanted when he asked me whether or not I wanted the pill.

After taking some photos, he seemed satisfied and proceeded to fuck me. He used all of my holes. He had fucked my pussy, ass and mouth. He was also recording or taking pictures as he was fucking me as well. All the meanwhile calling me degrading names, and all that I could do was submit to it.

Even though I was forced into this position, I do need to mention that I did enjoy being fucked against my will, while being cuffed. I also preferred being called things like slut and cum dump over princess any day of the week.

When seemed done with me, I asked him as such. Apparently, I still wasn't finished despite all of the fucking. He told me to wait for a little while and went into the bathroom. He took off the collar and cuffs and told me to clean myself using the shower.

I spent about 20 or 30 minutes in the shower before the man go impatient and forced me out. Before long I was back in my collar and cuffs. Then, there was a knock on the door. The door opened allowing 3 men to come in. They seemed to be friends with the m****ter all of whom were around that age too. They were eager to meet me apparently, as the m****ter seemed to have told his friends some stories about me.

It didn't take long for the men to get naked and begin fucking me. They took turns fucking me, using me as they pleased. Of course, the constant barrage of words calling me a "cum slut" and "cum dump" followed. More than once during the session, the men would all use me at the same time. Their cocks inside all of my holes at the same time. I had a cock in my mouth, ass and pussy. I couldn't resist even if I had wanted to, because my hands were still cuffed behind me. They fucked me roughly, and I had no breaks during it. They would often pull on the leash of my collar, causing their cocks to penetrate deeper.

The m****ter already had his fun with me earlier, so it seemed that he had no intention of joining in. Instead he had recorded or took pictures of the whole thing.

When the men were done with me, I was exhausted, and covered in their cum. I had cum coming out of all of my holes. I just laid on the bed as the men cleaned themselves and left. Only the m****ter remained. He gave me the pill as he had promised.

Before he had left, he blackmailed me into meeting with him again saying that he would release those pictures. Even if I felt good at being forcefully gang banged and being degraded, I knew that if I continued it would be a downward spiral. So I stopped meeting with the man after that day. I'm not sure if he has posted the pictures or video of what happened on the internet or not as I haven't been able to found any traces of it.

Also, if you're the m****ter reading this and you know who you are. If you haven't already posted those pictures or videos, I would prefer it if you deleted them, or at least keep them private.

Now, to answer the questions from the previous post.

1st post: I have had sex with black men before, but racial background isn't important to me, so I would have sex with anyone from any background.

2nd post: Actually yes, I have had sex with my teacher before (but that's another story). I don't count the amount of old men I've had sex with so, I'll leave it to your imagination :p

3rd post: Where I live is a secret, it's meant to be an anonymous confession site for a reason. As for what I look like... I'm 165cm, (or 5'5) tall. I have a slim body and blonde hair. I would say that I'm quite attractive to most people, but I'm not sure if you'd believe that. The most amount of men I've had sex with in a single day is 6. I have a lot of different fantasies, but I suppose my favorite fantasy at the moment is a gang-r*pe scenario. Also, I'm not sure if I wrote the story well enough, but what I believed happened was that the m****ter had told his friends that he hired a prostitute or something similar to that, I don't think that they knew that they were actually "r*ping" me, and I didn't do or say anything that would let them know either.

Thanks for reading up to this far :) I have other stories to share too, so if people are still interested I will also share them.

Train Molester (part 3)

This is the third part of the story, so if you haven't read the other two, I recommend reading those first.

After walking for a little while the man stopped in front of the restroom (the one for disabled people) and then looked me in the eye. That was the first time that I got a good look at his face, even though I averted my gaze shortly after. The man looked to be around 50 years old by my estimation. Before I could ask him what he wanted with me he opened the door to the restroom and pulled me in with him. Surprised at his actions I could only mutter "Hey wait", whilst offering minimal resistance. He was much stronger than a small girl like me anyway.

Once I was in with him, he locked the door and looked straight at me again. I must have looked like a frightened kitten then, since part of me was scared at what he was going to do. The other part which was still feeling good from being m****ted earlier was looking forward to it. Deep inside, I knew what was going to happen, but I did nothing to stop it.

Again, the man repeated what he had said to me earlier on the train. "Quite the dirty little slut aren't you?" he asked. Of course I denied it, but he continued mockingly by saying that I let a old man that I didn't know m****t me for 3 days and even let him take me into the restroom with me. The man continued further, saying that a slut like me wearing such a short skirt is just looking to get rap*d. He then asked me rhetorically "It's true isn't it, that a slut like you is looking to be rap*d?"

I could mutter out a quiet "no", whilst my body just stood frozen. I'm not sure if the man even heard me, as it seemed like he wasn't planning on waiting for a reply. He immediately forced himself on me. He unbuttoned my shirt leaving it open and pulled down my panties, smiling as he saw my smooth vagina. He unzipped his pants and took out his cock which I could see for the first time. It wasn't extremely big, but it was bigger than what I've experienced before. It might have been around 7 inches, it was hard to say. Before I could get a good look he turned me around and I could feel his hard cocked as it rubbed on the outside of my vagina.

He then thrust inside me, one hand on my hip, the other restraining my left arm behind me. My right arm was busy trying to support myself as he fucked me roughly against the wall. This was the first time I had sex without a condom. All I could do was take his fucking while trying to stifle my moans so that no one could hear, but it was futile. The man had clearly heard my moans even though it wasn't particularly loud, and once more he degraded me with his words. Calling me a filthy slut and so on.

I'm not sure how long it continued, but after some time he told me that he was going to cum inside of me, at which point was the first time that I started resisting seriously, which seemed to make him even hornier. Of course all the resistance I put up was useless. He had already restrained one of my arms and the difference in strength between the two of us was too much for me to overcome. It was then that I felt his cock expand as he thrust deep one last time before releasing his hot cum inside of me.

The man released me and I sunk to my knees at the thought of him cumming inside of me, but he wasn't done yet. He grabbed me by my hair and began fucking my throat. I gagged several times before his cum spilled into my mouth and his cock still in my mouth forcing me to swallow his cum. Afterwards, I just sat there as he wiped the remaining cum off his cock on my clothes. It was about then that he took out his phone and took pictures of me in that state, while he said to me. "If you want a morning after pill, you'll meet me at the same time tomorrow. I have a present for you tomorrow".

After saying what he had to, the man left the restroom. I quickly lock the door and spend the next hour trying to reorganize myself and my thoughts. I felt distraught and yet I still felt good from being rap*d. It was the first time that I was treated so roughly. It wasn't that I was never called a slut, but it was rare and usually people would put me on a pedestal and call me things like gorgeous, pretty, princess, beautiful etc, so being repeatedly being called degrading things was a first for me.

I'll continue again in the next part. I'll also be reading and replying to any questions posted here (but I will answer them in my next post). If you enjoyed reading please vote "That's Juicy!". Until next time :)

Train Molester (part 2)

This is the next part of a previous post, if you haven't read that yet I suggest you read that first before continuing.

After being m****ted on the train the man released his cum from behind me. His hot cum went on my panties and had dripped down my legs. He also used my skirt to wipe his dick. As soon as the train had reached the next station I quickly ran to the restroom to clean his cum off.

That night, I went into bed masturbating while remembering the events of that day. The next day, I did my usual routine. I went to school, remained for a couple of hours after school and then caught a full train home. As usual, I stood near a group of older men, however I wasn't expecting much to be perfectly honest. From my experience, even if I went out of my way to wear short skirts and stand close to men I would only get m****ted once every 3 or 4 weeks. So getting m****ted 2 days in a row is rare.

To my surprise however, I felt a hand on my butt. Of course, I put up my usual weak resistance. After a short while the m****ter had his hands all over my body. It felt like only a couple of minutes had passed before his hands had touched everywhere: my thighs, butt, breasts, belly and vagina.

Just a quick mention (as I didn't mention it in my previous post). I have a smooth vagina with no hair down there and have had it smooth since I was around 13.

Back to the story. Same as yesterday, the m****ter pulled out his cock which was caught between my thighs. I felt his hard cock as it rubbed itself on my panties. I'm not sure if it was intentional, but it wasn't long before he gave me an orgasm while he ejaculated at the same time. My body convulsed while his stream of hot cum dripped down my legs just as it did yesterday. Also, this m****ter had also used my skirt to wipe clean his cock.

The events of yesterday had essentially repeated itself and I was beginning to wonder if I was having deja vu. Anyhow, I did the same thing as yesterday, wiping myself before going home and masturbating at night.

The third day. I continued on normal, sticking to my usual routine. As I was catching the packed train home I felt a hand on my butt. This was what had happened the previous two days. It was really strange however my mind at the time could only think about the pleasure that was about to come.

His hands began vigorously groping my body. Shortly after the man leaned in close. I could feel his breath on my neck. He then whispered to me, just loud enough so that I could hear it and no one else. I don't remember the exact things he had said but it was something like: "You're quite the slut, aren't you?". At first I was confused, but the man had already resumed groping my body. Once again, his fingers reached inside my wet pussy and the same result as the previous days had occurred. My body convulsed as his cum sprayed on my legs once again. He then used my skirt to wipe his cock. It about then that my 17-year old self had come to the realization that the man who had just m****ted me was the same man who had done so for the past two days.

At the next train stop. The man grabbed me by hand and pulled me off the train. It wasn't my stop. I was so surprised that I did nothing to stop it. I just followed him as he took me by the hand taking me somewhere. None of us had said anything yet and I didn't know where he was planning on taking me, but I couldn't think straight since I had an orgasm just about a minute ago.

I'll continue the third part of the story if people continue showing interest. Remember to leave a comment or click the "That's Juicy!" button to show that you're interested in the story.

The Molester On The Train (Part 1)

This is a continuation of my previous post mentioning that I like perverted old men.

A little bit of backstory..

This story happened early-mid 2017 when I was in high-school. I'm 165cm tall (around 5'5) now, but I was 163cm (around 5'4) at the time. I have a slim build as well so I look pretty small. I mentioned in the previous post that I prefer wearing short skirts and this applied to my school uniform too. My school skirt was already quite short compared to some of the other girls in my school, and I wore them higher so that it would look even shorter and show off more of my legs.

School typically finishes at 3pm, but I have extracurricular activities after school and even on the days I didn't I would just spend that time doing other things. This was so that I could take the train home during peak hours where it was packed with people. I enjoyed packed train rides as it was hot and stuffy and I was standing close to a lot of other people (typically older men). Full trains also meant that men would be more willing to grope me (from my experience anyway). As a short girl, these men usually stood over me and I could feel their breathing from behind me.

One day, I was riding the train home as usual until I felt my skirt swaying. It wasn't long until a hand was on my brushing against my ass. After a little while, his hands began groping my butt and stroking my leg. It was an older man touching me. I could sort of guess who it was as I remember standing directly in front of an old man but you never know in a packed train. His hands felt rough and wrinkly when touching me which also helped in confirming that.

I usually just let them touch me as they please for a little bit before I start putting up a little bit of resistance (although not very much to be honest). I did this so that they wouldn't be afraid and stop touching me. That would ruin the fun for both of us. I would try to cover myself by pulling my skirt over my butt. I like the thought of being touched against my will and I'm sure many of the men who touched me also felt this way, so a little bit of resistance was always thrilling, especially when trying to avoid being caught. After some resistance, the man began touch my other areas, groping my breasts. He would stop touching me between stations, but during the longer ride he finally put his hand into my panties and began fingering me whilst his other hand groped my breasts from under my shirt.

The man was stuck to me like glue, and I felt something hard on my butt which I presumed was his cock. I hadn't realized when he had taken it out. He continued fingering and groping me for a while longer while I tried stopping him with my feeble attempts. The only thoughts in my head at that time were that it felt good and if he was going to r**e me right on the spot.

He didn't. His cock didn't enter me but he came from behind me. I could feel his hot cum as it dripped down my left. Afterwards I left without looking back as my heart was beating really fast and I was rushing toward to restroom to clean up.

I need to point out that m****ters usually aren't that bold and it normally ends with a little groping, but it wasn't like it never happened. What happened after was the more unusual part.

If people have read up to here and are still interested I'll add the next part as I don't want to write too much in one post.