Posted by: Rosangrienta35
Date: 4/23/2070
My first experience being (almost) raped has stuck with me for the last four years and I desperately want to live it again.
One summer night of four years ago, me and my (ex) boyfriend were making out in his car, parked on a hill in the outskirts of my rural home town.
It was something like a hundred degrees outside so we had cranked down the windows and mosquitoes were flying inside, drawn by the interior lights and sucking blood from our naked skin.
The car kept shaking violently each time He thrusted his cock inside me.
I was afraid the handbrake on that old piece of junk would break so my boyfriend left the keys in and put the switch in reverse, just to be safe.
While we were making love a callous hand grabbed my tits. It wasn’t my boyfriend’s.
Outside was pitch black so I couldn’t see the face of that man, but his nails were long and untrimmed, and He was squeezing my tits like you do to with a stress ball.