My name is Ira. I work as an accountant in a small firm. By my 40s, I look quite attractive. I have an average height of 171 cm, and the figure is a bit plump - I weigh 79 kg. Men have always liked my chest size 3, and slightly curvy hips. I have dark brown hair, just below my shoulders, and gray eyes.
This incident happened to me a year ago. Our area is bad. Often hooligans attacked passers-by, it happened that noisy companies drank under the windows all night long, once a car was even burned in our yard. But I didn't expect this to happen to me...
I was wearing a black button-down coat, jeans, black zip-up boots, and a beige sweater. It was early spring and there was still snow in places. I was returning home from work. It was already dark, and I could hardly see the road in the light of rare lanterns.
She walked tired, immersed in her thoughts and almost did not pay attention to the things and people around me.
Everything was as always. As usual, companies sat on benches, noise, drunken screams. Passing by one of the entrances, I noticed how two guys were standing and smoking, talking about something. Without paying much attention to it, I walked past them, glad that this time no one bothered me with requests to add change on beer and cigarettes.
I walked this route every day, and therefore, despite the fact that it ran through dark deserted places, the sense of danger was dulled. Moving a little further from the yards, I went along the garages. It was not so far from my house when I suddenly heard quick footsteps behind me, and then I felt a strong grip on my neck from behind. There were two of them, the other immediately grabbed his hands and dragged him along. From fear, at the first moment, I practically lost the gift of speech, a large trembling spread through my body. I was quickly dragged into a remote place behind one of the garages, on the other side there was a concrete fence, I was trapped. It was dark, but I could see dirt everywhere, snow and debris lay on the ground in places.
Two surrounded me. These were the guys that were standing at the entrance. One of them was quite tall and strongly built. "Athlete" - a thought flashed through my head. The second was not tall, fat, with glasses. Looks like a typical nerd that girls avoid. Before I could open my mouth, the tall one hit me sharply in the stomach. The sudden pain took my breath away and I doubled over. They didn't waste time. They immediately took away my handbag, at the bottom of which was a gas canister, which I never had time to get, let alone use.
"Don't move, bitch," said the rapist.
He began to quickly unbutton his coat, tearing off the buttons, while the second one stood behind me and put my hands behind my back. From pain and fear, I almost did not resist, in a trembling voice I tried to say something, asked not to touch. He quickly unbuttoned and took off my coat, it fell to the ground. They both began to paw me, first through the clothes, then pulled up the jacket and bra to the neck, began to grab and crush my breasts, pinch and pull the nipples. While the fat one, having finally reached the female body, pawed the chest, the one who hit me unbuttoned my jeans and dragged them down. The jeans were tight and would have been difficult to take off with one tug.
“Come on, undress yourself,” the athlete said, not wanting to mess with my clothes.
I didn't react at all from shock and fear. Then he grabbed my jeans by force and dragged me down, the second one stood and held me, and he lowered the jeans along with the panties, unbuttoned my boots and took them all off, throwing them aside. I was left standing barefoot on the bare ground. I immediately felt someone else's fingers climb between my legs and push my buttocks apart.
He ordered me to kneel, I hesitated for a few seconds, realizing that it would be best to obey. I did as he said, dropped to the ground and looked up at him, but because of the hood on his head, I couldn't see his face. He unbuttoned his jeans and lowered them a little, took out a member and touched it to my lips.
- Open your mouth.
I looked at him for a few more seconds, then slowly and uncertainly opened my mouth. He immediately stuck his cock in there by a third. In general, I know how to do a blowjob, a thought flashed through my head:
"Maybe I'll do it and they'll let me go..."
I began to slowly suck on his cock, at first with only my lips, but I had to somehow speed up this process. I wanted everything to end quickly. Therefore, I connected my tongue, began to lick it without removing it from my mouth. Due to a large number of very different feelings, mainly the fear that, in addition to violence, they would also beat me, it seemed to me that I was doing it completely clumsily and badly. I even tried to take it into my mouth as deeply as possible. A little getting used to his cock, I began to do it more confidently and faster. Saliva slowly began to flow from the corners of my lips, flowing down the shaft of his penis to the testicles, flowing down my chin, falling from there onto my chest and the ground.
The rapist's ragged breathing in the relative silence was interrupted by the ringing of the telephone. Someone called me. Probably daughter, I should have been home by now. While Kachok was busy with me, the Botanist approached the phone, which was in my purse. He looked at the phone screen...
- Her mother is calling, what should I do?
“Let the daughter answer her,” the jock replied with a grin, without looking away from me, who was on my knees. Just don't forget about me.
The nerd took the phone, walked over and handed it to me. I answered.
— Hello.
The athlete, taking my head with one hand, slightly pressed, hinting that I should not be distracted. I again took his cock in my mouth and began to slowly suck, while talking to my mother.
Hello, Ir, are you coming for the weekend?
- ... Yes mom...
I'll prepare something for your arrival.
- ... Yes...
I miss you and Kate so much.
- ... Mmm...
- Am I distracting? Forgive me please.
“…Yes…I’m a little busy…”
“Oh mom, if only you knew what exactly I’m doing right now and what’s going on in general.”
I'll call you later, okay?
- ... Good...
“Clever daughter, you suck well,” the Sportsman said with the same nasty mockery.
This went on for several minutes, after which he ordered me to stand up, turn around and bend down. I immediately began a new panic attack, because I had already got used to the idea that I would get by with just a blowjob. But this was not enough. I tried to argue something, but, quite expectedly, no one even listened to me. I got up with difficulty, my legs didn’t obey me well, I turned my back to him, bent down and leaned my hands on the wall of the garage, bending my appetizing ass, slightly spreading my legs to the sides, exposing my charms on display and giving myself to these two to be torn to pieces. There were quite expected vulgar and rude compliments about me and my ass. The athlete came up from behind, I felt how he slid a member of the buttock and pressed it to the pussy, pressed and began to enter me. The rapist slowly penetrated me, there was almost no lubrication, I felt pain and involuntarily screamed.
“Shut your mouth, whore,” the rapist slapped me hard on my bare, defenseless pope.
The ass was burned with fire, but biting my lower lip, I endured and tried not to make extra sounds so as not to get new beatings. Tears welled up in my eyes, it was painful and I could hardly bear it, although sometimes quiet and almost inaudible squeaks escaped me. The rapist grabbed my hips with both hands, abruptly penetrated even deeper and began to make sweeping movements with his pelvis, gradually accelerating. From surprise and noticeably increased pain, I could no longer endure and slightly screamed, to which, to my happiness, neither one nor the other paid any attention. I felt how his cock walks in me, I had to endure and wait for it to end. Grabbing my hair, he literally drove his cock into me. All this went on for about five minutes. After that, I heard heavy breathing, felt how he tensed up and grabbed my hips even more tightly, pressing me to him. He made a few quick movements, and then pulled out a member and I felt a hot and powerful jet of sperm shoot onto my back and ass, flooding my body. After a few slaps on the pope, the Athlete caught his breath and moved away from me, giving way to a friend.
He was already standing nearby and masturbating, looking at what was happening. While still standing, bending over in front of the athlete, I managed to see that the second one began to masturbate. He gave the impression of an insecure guy who tried to look cool against the background of his friend.
“Come on, it’s your turn,” said the athlete, looking around. - I'll go to the nix and wait, let's not pull here.
- Yeah, I filled it all over, and now I’ll fuck it like that, I would lower it into her mouth! Right now, where are her clothes? You need to wipe this whore, - the plump one grumbled under his breath, looking for my things on the ground.
He picked up his coat from the ground and wiped my back and buttocks, getting rid of the sperm, after which he threw it somewhere to the side and quickly settled down behind. By this point, the feeling of pain had dulled a bit. I was able to recover from the first shock, and just waited for him to get his share of pleasure and let me go. The fat man wrapped his sweaty palms around my hips, clumsily pressed against my back. Whether from a lack of experience, or from excitement (although most likely both options were correct), he tried to insert his penis into me and he did not succeed. Quietly cursing and fiddling a little, he still managed to find the entrance to the vagina. He clearly lacked experience. He slowly penetrated me, and began to make the first pushes. I immediately felt the pain, from a lack of lubrication, gradually began to grow again, the palms with which I leaned against the garage wall clenched into fists and the knuckles on my fingers turned white, his penis went deeper with each movement. The only thought in my head was that he would finish quickly and the pain would recede, but even here my expectations and hopes were not justified. 10 minutes passed, he did not stop. I sensed that he was nervous about not being able to cum. His penis weakened several times and became soft, but after a while it regained strength again ... At some point, I myself began to make light movements towards him in order to speed up the process. I myself began to wish that he finally got up and he finished. This desire, to my surprise, was heard, and I felt how he became more aroused and began to fuck me with faster and more confident movements, touching my buttocks with a hot belly, and I tried not to miss the hard-to-choose rhythm. A few minutes later, I heard heavy breathing behind me again. He moaned, pressed himself against me with his whole body, his cock inside began to contract, with strong thrusts splashing sperm right into me. “It wasn’t enough to fly away from this idiot,” flashed through my head. He stood like that for a few more seconds, then slowly pulled out his cock. I felt a warm liquid run down my legs. For a minute I came to my senses, after which I slowly got up and looked around. Muscled, having come a little closer, was already standing nearby, finishing his cigarette, and the Botanist was buttoning up his pants with a satisfied expression on his face.
- Tell someone and you pi ... ts, understand? “It won’t be difficult to find you,” Kachok told me in a calm tone.
- No Please! I don't tell anyone...
- Shut up bitch.
The word "Bitch" from the lips of the Athlete sounded very dismissive. As if he was addressing garbage or empty space. His gaze flickered over me.
- Take off your trinkets.
- I...
- I took it off quickly, b ...!
"Check her bag," said the jock to his friend,
“Money and phone,” he said.
- Take all.
“But…” I tried to protest.
There was a strong slap in the face, the cheek burned with heat. I hurriedly took off my jewelry. The best solution in my opinion was to obey in order to avoid more serious consequences. I silently gave him my expensive earrings.
- Don't you understand? Shoot everything! He looked at my gold chain that hung around my neck.
The athlete enjoyed his power, watching me when I frantically began to unfasten the chain around my neck with unruly hands, after which I gave it to him, along with the ring. I have nothing of value left.
The botanist, meanwhile, got into my bag, and scattering half of the things he took from it what he wanted, and they began to leave.
I looked around, looking for my clothes. Things lay on the ground in complete disarray. Lying next to the pile of rubbish was my unbuttoned, upturned purse. When the rapists disappeared, I looked around myself. The view was still the same - dirty feet, traces of sperm on the body, from the cold I was covered with goose bumps. I started to get dressed - I picked up my pants from the ground and somehow pulled them on, I didn’t find panties, after which I put boots on my feet, I didn’t look for socks anymore. I took my semen-stained coat and wandered home, simultaneously digesting everything that had just happened to me.
I got home. Without undressing, I quickly went to the bathroom to clean myself up. A cloudy liquid was still oozing from her pussy, completely soiling her jeans.
As soon as I closed the door to the bathroom, a frightened voice of my daughter was heard:
- Where have you been, Mom? Are you all right?
After some hesitation, I said:
- Yes, my daughter, everything is fine. Just stuck at work.
I didn't think of anything smarter. But it seemed to me that this was enough and Katya calmed down.
Throwing off my dirty clothes, I climbed into the bath and spent an hour in the shower, trying to wash off the traces of what had happened. At some point, I could not stand it, and my body began to shudder from sobs. I had to make the water louder so that Katya would not hear anything. On the way out of the bath, I ran into my daughter:
- Mom, did you go to the bath in clothes?
- Yes, there is still ice on the street, it fell. It was necessary to wash off the dirt before it dried up.
- You're not hurt?
- No, it's fine...
I hugged her, remembering what happened to me. There were tears in my eyes again.
- Do you want to eat? Now I'll cook something.