I was 13 when a man dragged me in to the bushes and raped me, but I turned the tables on him, and the hero that tried to rescue me.
I was 13 when I turned the tables on the man that tried to rape me.
It was a Friday and I was on my way home from school, taking my usual shortcut through the fields and hitting the bushes with a stick I found on the ground as I walked, when I was suddenly grabbed from behind and dragged in to the thick bushes.
Once we were out of sight I had my back to him and he had his arm around me, holding me against him tightly, and he put the blade of a knife to my throat, “Don’t even think about screaming. Do you understand?” he said.
“Yeah.” I replied, hard not to understand with a knife to my throat.
He spun me around and then pushed me down to the dirty ground on my back and he sat on my lower legs, he was wearing a surgical mask so I couldn’t see his face fully, he took a quick look around as I laid there terrified, then he tore open my white school shirt exposing my breasts, I wasn’t wearing a bra that day.
“Ooo yeah.” He gasped, I saw his eye widen when he saw my breasts, he obviously liked the look of them.
Now let me give you a bit of background before I get in to what happened next, I was a teenage girl going through puberty, for months I had been masturbating in bed at night, I loved playing with my pussy, it was the best feeling in the world, I was feeling horny all the time and was constantly wet, I was also very horny on this day.
He rolled up my skirt and then used the blade of the knife to slice off my panties, then he pulled the cut fabric away and tossed them in to the bush, he then looked down between my legs at my bald wet pussy and then put his hand between my legs and rubbed it hard.
My feeling of terror turned in to a pleasant one, feeling his warm hand vigorously rubbing my pussy, then he quickly unbuttoned his jeans and whipped out his fully erect cock, it was really big, well it was average sized but it was the first cock I’d ever seen so at the time it look huge to me.
He laid himself on top of me, pinning left hand down and using his other hand to guide his cock to my pussy, then when he had it in position, firmly wedge inside my slit, he pinned my right hand down and was still holding the knife.
Then he thrust in to me, “Ooah!” he groaned, and I felt his thick hard cock entering me, “O-Argh!” I cried out.
“Shut up – Be quiet!” he growled.
With both my hands pinned down he started to fuck my pussy, fast and hard, my legs were swinging up in the air and my hips were hurting, so I curled and wrapped them around him to stop them flapping about, and he just went to town on me, and I liked it.
The pleasure I was experiencing feeling his cock sliding in and out of my pussy and my breasts bouncing around from the force of his thrusting, it was great, his cock was giving me the pleasure I had craved for so long, it was so much better than using my finger.
About 5-minutes in to it he was enjoying it so much that he dropped the knife out of his hand, when I saw my chance I picked it up and put it to his throat, “STOP!” I snapped, and he froze, I pulled off his mask, he was about 30 or something and he looked horrified that he’d made such a rookie mistake letting me get the knife.
His cock was still twitching inside of me so I figured what the hell, he started it, so lets finish this, “Roll over – Get on your back!” I ordered, holding the knife to his throat the whole time while he changed position, and I got on top of him.
Then I kept the knife held to his throat and I started to ride him, working his cock inside my pussy to give ME maximum pleasure, “Bitch you’re crazy.” He said.
I giggled, “This is what you wanted isn’t it.” I said.
Then I let him hold on to my butt and help me bounce up and down on his cock, “Ooh – Uh – Uh – Uh.” I was moaning, it was sooo good and he gave me a good orgasm just before he bust his nuts inside me and filled my pussy with his seed.
Just then another man came running in to the bushes and he stopped when he saw us on the ground, “Are you alright?” he asked, catching his breath.
“Yeah – why?” I replied.
Apparently he lived in a tower block about half a mile away and he was looking at wildlife through binoculars out of his top floor apartment when he saw the man dragged me in to the bushes, so he came rushing over like a hero to save me.
“I saw him dragging you in to the bushes. Are you sure you’re alright?” he asked.
I was still very horny and wanted to feel a man ejaculate inside me again, so I lied, “No I’m not actually.” I said, getting up off the other man’s cock and I rushed over to the hero and stood behind me.
“You sick bastard. You’re in a lot of trouble.” He said the my rapist.
Then I put the knife to the heroes back, “Actually, why don’t you take his place.” I said.
He turned around and saw the knife, which I then placed against his stomach, “What? – Oh jeeesus what are you doing?” he said, holding his arms up surrendering.
“Take off your pants.” I said.
“What?” he asked.
“Take – Off – Your – Fucking – Pants!” I shouted.
He took off his pants and then I ordered him to lay down on the ground and I got on top of him and started stroking his cock to get it hard.
“Uhm – Can I – Can I go?” asked my rapist.
“Yeah, fuck off. I’ve got what I needed from you.” I replied, and he got up and legged it out of the bushes.
“You don’t have to do this you know.” Said my hero.
“Shut up.” I said.
When his cock was erect, against his will, I slid it between my legs and sat on it, “Uh-Oooh.” I gasped feeling its lovely thick hardness sliding inside me and then I rode him very hard, and very fast.
“Oh shit!” he gasped, “Oh shit!”
I raped his cock for about 15 minutes and then he finally erupted inside me, “Uh – Uh – Uh.” I moaned, feeling his cock swelling, twitching and ejaculating his lovely warm seed in to me.
“Oooooah shit – Oooah.” He groaned.
I got off him “Thanks, you can go now.” I said.
“You’re going to get in a lot of trouble for this.” He said.
“No I’m not…” I said, “If you go to the police I’ll just tell them that YOU raped ME.”
“You wouldn’t.” he said.
“Oh I would. And who do you think they’ll believe. An old man like you, or a little defenceless girl like me.” I replied, which shut him up quickly.
My hero walked off defeated and I held threw the knife away and held my torn shirt together and continued my walk home with a pussy full of warm seed.
That was the best afternoon of my life.
Both men got what they deserved.
The moral of this story is be careful who you try to rape, because it may just be a horny psychotic girl like me, and don’t be a hero.
