Molested and raped at a music festival hot Sex Stories – Y2 Stories

My first music festival at 12 yo with my older brothers when it happened

I’m 12 years old and I can’t believe Mum and Dad let me come along with Tom (18) and Derek (21) to this festival. I can’t believe Tom and Derek let me come with them. They are under strict instructions not to let me out of their sight,, but I’m such an idiot because in the confusion of the crowd I can’t find them. I’ve been looking for them for about 30 minutes without any luck and I can’t get any cell signal to call them.

It’s starting to go darker now and one of the bands I really want to see is about to come come. Everyone here seems to be giants because I can’t see a damned thing. I’m squeezing through the crowd to get closer to the stage. Finally I’m four rows of people from the stage but the best view I’m getting is an intermittent glimpse when people move their big god-damned heads out of the way,

The band is coming out now to a massive roar from the crowd. I’m really excited. I’m being pushed against the people in front and people are pushing against me. There is a guy behind me pressed against my ass. I’m wearing thin leggings which hug my ass and I am wondering if my mom wasn’t right when she said the leggings were too tight and I’d be better wearing my jeans.

I can feel his thing hard against my bottom . The heat from it is coming through his shorts. I can’t move away from him as there is a solid wall of people in front of me.

The band starts their first number. Jesus they are loud. Everyone is singing along. The guy behind me is moving up and down against my bottom. I’m telling myself that he’s dancing to the music, but it sure feels like he is humping me. I try to glance behind me to see who he is. I can’t get a good look because I’m packed in so tight, but I think he is old, maybe 30 or something . I can see he has long straggly hair but I ca’nt make out his face properly in the dark and flashing lights.

I have decided to just watch the band and just ignore what he is doing. He is definitely humping me. He just put his hands on my buttocks and is squeezing me. He’s got his hands on my hips holding me still and he is humping harder. He has stopped. I can feel his thing pulsing through his shorts. The dirty bastard has cum. He has backed off a bit so I can reach around and check he hasn’t gotten any of his stuff on me. My ass is dry. I’m feeling angry and frightened. I can turn around and he is pushing his way through the people behind me but the gap has closed and new people press in behind me.

I am thankful the fucking pedo has gone. I’m 12 years old and I wish my brothers hadn’t lost me.

The band has finished the first song and is telling us how happy they are to be here. I’m really cross because I didn’t pay much attention to that first number because of that creep humping me.

The second song starts. I don’t know this one. It’s from their new album which I haven’t listed to properly yet.

Oh shit, there is another guy pressed against my ass. What is it with these sickos? This one feels bigger, harder and hotter than the last one. I feel sick because I’m sure his thing is not in his trousers, I’m sure that he has it out and pressed hard against my leggings. He’s moving with slow deliberate hip gyrations pressing his thing against me. I think I am going to cry. He is poking my buttocks through my thin leggings with his grotesque penis. Men are just disgusting. I am whimpering now and wishing I hadn’t come here.

He has just lifted up my t-shirt at the back and I can feel his wet slimy cock on my back, I think I’m going to puke. He has his hands around me, groping between my legs, squeezing my chest and humping his cock against the ass of my leggings and my bare back under my shirt.

I’m proper crying now and shouting for him to stop but I can’t be heard over the band and I am not strong enough to stop him groping me. Eww, the dirty bastard has shot his load all up my back. I can feel it warm and sticky running down the bare skin of my back.

I am approaching hysteria now and crying uncontrollably. No one appears to notice. A hand is forcing its way up my shirt and latches on to one of my tits over my bra. My nipple is being tweaked hard and my breast mashed in a strong hand. Another hand has followed from the other side and is giving my other tit the same treatment. It is hurting and I am yelling and fighting to get away.

The hands have pushed up my bra and are mauling my bare breasts and pinching my nipples. What fucking pleasure are they getting from hurting a small young girl like me. They are animals.

A hand is forcing its way down the back of my legging. It’s a big hand and it’s rubbing by ass though my shear flimsy panties. A finger is pushing under my panties and touching my vagina. I’m pressing my legs together to try to stop a finger being inserted, which is what I am sure is the objective of the invading digit.

The hands have gone from my breasts but are now pulling down my leggings. I can’t stop them from being wrenched out of my hands and down to my ankles, The hands resume their marauding over my chest and tunnelling between my legs trying to get at my pussy. I can feel a hard cock on my ass through my panties. I can’t tell how many individuals the hands belong to, they seem to be everywhere. Someone is even pulling my long blond hair.

Oh my god, my panties are pulled hard to the side and a hard slimy thing is being pushed between my buttocks and between my legs towards my vagina. Hands are bending me forward. More hands are spreading my ass cheeks and the cock is in the entrance to my pussy. The owner of the cock has thrust it all the way in, oh the pain. My head feels like it is going to explode and my surroundings are replaced with flashing stars. I’m fighting to stay conscious. The cock is sawing in and out of my vagina causing pain as my insides feel like they are stretching to breaking point. It feels like it is trying to tunnel through to my stomach.

I throw up on the ground in front and splash the legs of the people in front of me and my own shoes and leggings. The noise of the band, the flashing lights, the hands still clawing my tits and the assault on my vagina are making me lose tough with reality. This can’t be happening.

I’m brought back to reality as I feel the cock deep inside me erupt and feel hot semen squirting hard against my cervix and flooding out of my pussy and down my legs. Oh my god I am going to be pregnant by this fucking monster. What about disease, stds or even aids, I’m in blind panic.

He has pulled out of me and an even bigger torrent of foul liquid pours out from between my lips and onto my legging which are bunched around my ankles, joining the puke from earlier.

My panties are being torn from my body, digging into my tender pussy and legs. It’s digging into my clitoris so hard I think it’s going to tear off. My panties have given way and I can’t see one of my attackers stuffing them into his pocket.

Why is no one helping me? There must be some decent men in this crowd. But all I can see are the backs of men fixated on the band and the hands and cocks of my assaulters.

Another cock fills my battered pussy and my shirt and bra are being pulled off over my head. A guy has latched on to one of my tits with his mouth, sucking hard and someone else is mauling the other one.

Whoever is inside me right now is smaller than the first. I am not being stretched as much and he is not banging against my cervix which I am imagining is bruised from the first monster.

He has pulled out after a thankfully short time and has sprayed his cum over my butt cheeks.

Another pair of hands are on my hips and another disgusting penis is pushing into me. This is another big one and pain returns. Cocks are being pushed into my hands and my arms are being manipulated to wank them. I wretch again.

My hair is being pulled bending me over further. My back is killing me from the position I have been in for what seems like ages. A disgusting smelly prick is being forced into my mouth. I thought things couldn’t get worse. For the first time I notice that there are people filming me being raped with cell phones. Some of those people are women. They are women and they are filming and laughing. I can’t believe how horrible people can be. Have those women no empathy? Men are disgusting animals, but other women laughing? This could have been one of them or might be in the future. Heartless bitches.

My tits and ass are being slapped over and over and over. What fucking pleasure can anyone get out of that? The disgusting Neanderthal in front of me has just cum down my throat. My stomach is heaving and I’m quite happy to puke up that disgusting mess. No one else seems inclined to go near my mouth again.

My pussy is in real pain now. The last guy to enter me has been ploughing my pussy for ages. There is some fuckwit with his hands between my legs rubbing on my clit. Is that supposed to make me feel sexy or turn me on? It is just chaffing me and hurting.

Fred Flinstone behind me cums inside me and slaps my ass as he pulls out.

There is another one taking his place. Oh Jesus Christ he is pushing his cock into my ass. As if I haven’t been hurt enough. Where are my brothers? I want my mum.

Arrrgh, he is tearing my asshole up, the pain is excruciating. He is balls deep and pounding. I’m getting dizzy and going to be sick again. This guy is lifting me off my feet with each thrust. I feel like the skin between my ass and vagina is going to split. He is going so fast that my head is lolling, too painful to hold it up. Haven’t those fuckers gotten tried of mauling my tits and clit? Why are they still slapping me?

Assman has shot he load deep into my bowels and is not holding me up any more. I am slumping to the floor.

I am looking up and I am surrounded by men with their dicks in their hands wanking over me. One guy has the tattered remains of my panties wrapped around his engorged member and is masturbating like crazy.

One man descends on me straddling my body. He is moving towards my face. Christ, I hope he is not going to stick that thing in my mouth. He is stopping at my chest. He is grabbing my tits in his hands, pushing his thing between them and pressing my very sore tits together around his slimy cock.

I am being splashed from all sides by guys ejaculating onto my face, hair, pussy, legs. When one stops there seems to be another taking his place.

There is someone spreading my legs and there is someone else slapping my pussy really hard. I think it’s a woman.

The guy between my tits screws his face up and blows his load right into my face. Disgusting little worm.

I’m still being splashed left right and centre with cum. I don’t think there is a place on my body that doesn’t hurt and is not coated with sweat, spit and revolting semen.

I curl up in a ball. There are boots being pushed between my buttocks and between my legs trying to reach my pussy. Fingers probe my ass and pussy.

Someone kneels down and enters my pussy and rocks me with his thrusts.

His cock is torn out of me. I feel someone hit the ground hard next to me. There are violent scuffles all around me. Someone is projected over my legs and hits the ground with force. He doesn’t move. There are boots kicking the still body relentlessly.

I’m being dragged to my feet. I scream, not more, please I can’t take any more. It’s Derek with his arms around me and tears in his eyes. I am so sorry sis, he says to me. He passes me to to Tom, who covers me with his Jacket. Derek is off laying into some of my assailants with a number of big guys in jackets with the security written on the back.

Some other bystanders are restraining several bloodied men. I then realise that the band has stopped playing and the singer is yelling obscenities that my attackers.

A security man leads Tom and I through the gawping crowd, through a barrier and into the backstage area. I am trying to cover my pussy and ass from all those staring eyes.

I am in a tent being tended to by a women medic. She screams at the security men to get out. I tell her I want Tom to stay in a croaky voice.

She is lying me down on a surface and cleaning me up. There are scratches all over my body and blood between my legs, pussy lips and ass crack. She wipes some stinging liquid on my private parts and tells me it is disinfectant. I am dressed in a long green gown to cover my body, which I am thankful for.

The doors to the tent open and Derek comes in with anguish on his face. He has cuts to his face, neck and arms. His fists are bloody. I can see blood on his jeans and boots.

He tells me the police have arrived and taken about 20 men into custody. He is saying that some /police women will be coming to see me.

I am exhausted and traumatised. I close my eyes to try to make it go away.

The tent flap opens again and both Derek and Tom move to stop anyone entering. I am hearing male voices arguing at the tent door. Tom comes to my side and tells me that 2 members of the band want to talk to me. I agree to see them.

The lead singer appears in my face and he is crying. He is saying he is so sorry that he didn’t see what was happening sooner. Tom tells me that him and Derek found me because the singer shouted at the security men to go and help the little girl. They followed the security guys hoping that it wasn’t me but fearing it might be. When they saw it was me, they lost it.

The guitarist appeared in front of me. He was cut and bloodied and was very upset. He kept asking over and over if I was alright. It turns out he had jumped into the crowd to where I was being attacked and was the one who floored the guy he found raping me.

Both singer and guitarist apologised over and over that such a thing had happened at their show. It wasn’t their fault that a bunch of subhumans had come to their show, but I didn’t have the strength to tell them that at the time.

The police are transporting me to the local station where they say; they will provide me with further medical assistance and advice.

I just want to sleep.