Studying in an all girls high school we were constantly schooled about our dressing, body language and how we sit especially with our legs together, the same repeated lectures at home too. My mother would be so cross with me at the dinner table that she would barely tend to my hunger and the stubborn brat in me wanting to be like my dad in all accords, so comforted and unapologetic, I Would never pay heed to what my mother said. although irked after an unsatisfied meal, went up to my room to lay down and switch through channels.. nothing ever interesting on tv since i was not allowed to watch mtv or v channel (YK. We had the OG parental lock of the 80s- THE DEATH STARE!!)
I think I heard my ma callout to me asking me to run some errands.
walked out in my ed hardy (love kills slowly- rofl) and a cute pink skirt. Slightly Swaying my hips briskly to cross the road, worried not to get caught in traffic. Few more meters to the store, stepping on the edge of the step leaning over the counter, gave him the list of things he needed to pack while I finished up the rest of the errands quickly. I stepped down, looked at both ends of the road, crossed to walk on the less busier side of the street and started to think about the cute guy I saw yesterday at the mall, his hand slipping through his girl’s pants slowly.
when suddenly I heard a man say ‘I guess it’s my lucky day ’, while I was about to turn around and get a look at what’s happening I felt someone cover my mouth with clammy palm the other hand around my waist pulling me into the dark alley into an old abandoned house hissing malicious threats into my ears ‘if you scream or shout, I’ll slit you in pieces and dump what’s left of you in garbage’. While I was panicking and trying to comprehend what’s happening as everything around me was dark and hazy. I was being groped, squeezed, kissed and licked rough and viciously. Flipped me around to face the wall shoved hard against what looked and felt like a big pillar. I could taste the dust and paint as both my hands were tightly held behind my back. I felt his hands invading my ass hips and thighs under the short. But that was not worse, what’s worse was he pulled down my panties and started to reach out for my ass and pussy grabbing and clanking it like a deprived mad man. The fear was real. I heard the buckle of his belt coming undone then the unzipping of his pants while he was telling me what a lovely catch I was and how he can’t wait to fill me up. I was whimpering and begging him to let me go. He was enjoying the helplessness as he was loving every bit of how my body squirmed and quivered at his touch. I was suddenly aware of something hard pressed between my thick cheeks, my breath caught in my chest in utter shock and fear. My cries got louder and the pleas more honest none of which matter as it only teased and turned him on more. He grabbed his throbbing cock trying to hold me still, in the right place and position he wanted to take me. Holding the curve of my hips pulling them back a little while he weighed down harder on my back, just enough to pop my ass out. I felt his hard yet soft wet dickhead rubbing against my pussy trying to tear its way into the warmth hungrily…
My body suddenly woke up with a jolt trembling, shivering, sweating and soaking wet in my underwear. I took a deep breath and pressed my eyes, pressed my legs together in shame. realizing it was just a dream. As I slowly got off the bed, walked to the bathroom, turned on the tap, washed my face, lifted my head only to see my 13-soon-to-be-14yr old face which still looked so innocent staring right back in disbelief. My dream that got me so turned on that made me orgasm in my sleep and no it was not of a man slowly kissing me and making love to me with a romantic setting instead it was something that was dark scary and helpless prey taken by a predator with absolutely no consent. Took me a min to digest that and move my heavy feet back to bed. My body temperature higher than usual, an aching heart and a mind concocting new desires… sinking back into bed, the room with filled with courage the cowardly dog frantically looking for Muriel on the cartoon network playing in the back ground. ~YAWN~ sigh.. I thought to myself…‘im never gonna sit with my legs apart… ever…’ As the sound of tv slowly as my exhausted mind slowly started giving up, slipping into the darkness.
Xoxo