It was day 2 of the epic week. So far, I gave my first blowjob to my brother, and I liked it very much. Today, I gave him another. Except this time he shot his cum in my mouth like I wanted. I loved how it tasted! I played with it inside my mouth before swallowing. And afterwards, we sat in his room for an hour playing video games before his friends came over. There were 3 of them, I never learned their names. I just remembered one of them who didn't seem to keep his eyes off me. He was creeping me out, with his dark brown eyes, so I left the room.

I went into the bathroom and started the shower. I wasn't taking a shower to get clean, I was doing it for some privacy while I tried something. My brother told me about how some girls touch themselves down there, and it's called a "pussy". It's suppose to be fun, so I was curious to try it. I took off my clothes and jumped in the shower. After standing under the shower water for a minute, my hands started exploring. I slid my fingers down my pink slit. It was wet, and not from the water. Was it because I was excited? I just stroked the slit up and down, and I liked the feeling. A tingling feeling.

Above my slit I found my little clitoris. I don't remember where I learned what that was called, but I knew. I had to know what it was for. I started rubbing it and the feelings were so much nicer. It was pleasure. Real pleasure. I kept rubbing faster and faster and I was soon biting my lip to keep from anyone hearing my moaning. I decided I wasn't done exploring, and my other hand went down to my slit. I slid down and found the entrance to my love tunnel. My index finger slipped in the hole, and it was the start of something new. It wasn't as good as rubbing my clit, so I had to make it that good. I had two fingers in, sliding in and out of my pussy, while rubbing my clit vigorously with the other hand. This really was fun!

I was feeling incredibly good, pleasure rushing all over my body. I was on my way to reaching a climax, what would've been my first one, but then I heard something. I was so into this new experience that I didn't hear someone open and close the door, lock it, undress, and watch me for who knows how long. I just heard the curtains being pulled open and I turned around to see someone stepping into the shower naked in front of me. He closed the curtains in the second it took for me to recognize him. It was my brother Ben's friend with the dark brown eyes that was staring at me a little while ago. I was so freaked out I could barely remove my fingers to cover my privates in time to speak.

"What're you doing?!" I said in a week voice.

His dick was half erect and I was scared. Was he gonna force me to suck it? Or do something worse? This is why my parents don't let me near strangers. He stepped closer to me and I jumped back. He was my brother's age but was a lot bigger than him, and me, especially. He pulled my arm away from my chest, uncovering my tiny boobs and erect nipples that pointed right at him. He was smiling which made it even creepier. I was about to scream when he covered my mouth with backed me up into the wall, getting as wet as I was from the shower water. I tried pushing him off but he was strong. He turned me around, still covering my mouth with one hand, and cupped my pussy with the other. My muffled screams were barely audible.

"Shut up bitch, don't try to scream." He said in my war.

He slipped a finger in my pussy and started digging it deep in there. I couldn't do anything. I was panicking. He slipped another in and was fingering me roughly. I could feel his dick getting fully erect behind me. His other hand moved from my mouth down to my chest, groping my breasts. My mouth was free again.

"Stop it! Please stop it!" I cried.

"Shut up!" He grabbed my mouth and covered it shut.

He reached outside the tub and grabbed my panties off the ground. He shoved them in my mouth, until I could only make the littlest noise. My own panties were stuffed in my mouth. Now with both hands free, he bent me over and grabbed both my wrists with one hand and pinned them to the wall. He had his other hand on his dick, running the head along my slit. I didn't want him in my pussy!

"Take my dick like a good little slut." He said.

He started pushing the head of his cock against my hole and slipped in, just the head at first. Instantly I wanted to cry. My pussy, my special place, was stretching for this horrible stranger. It was being violated. He poked it in deeper until it hit something. He pulled back a little then shoved in with full force, penetrating what stopped his full insertion. It hurt so bad I screamed, but nothing was heard through the fabric shoved in my mouth. Nothing ever hurt that bad before. What did he do to me? Now I was really crying, with steady tears running down my face. He was thrusting in and out of me, his dick penetrating my special hole deeper each time. Soon he shoved the whole length of his organ in me, and groaned.

"That's so fucking tight! I'm glad I popped your dirty little cherry." He said.

Cherry? Is that what stopped him from burying his dick fully inside of me the first time? I don't know, all I know is that I want him to stop. I was crying louder. Somehow my cries were louder than my muffled screams. He pinched my nose shut and my noises stopped. My breathing stopped. I was really scared now.

"You gonna be a good bitch and not make any more noise?" He said.

I nodded my head up and down as fast as I could. He let go of my nose and I was breathing again. He grabbed my hair with his free hand and tugged at it while he continued fucking me. He was going fast and hard, and the pain started to go away. Now it didn't feel bad at all. But it was far from feeling good, I was being violated. My legs were wobbly and I was losing strength. I felt like passing out. I could feel a liquid warmer than water running down my leg. He thrusted into me harder and harder, getting so rough. I collapsed to my knees on the ground, with him following me down, not letting his dick slip out and not letting go of my wrists or hair.

"Stupid bitch!" He let go of my hair and used that hand to pin my face down to the ground.

I started crying again, but not so loud that he would punish me for it again. He kept feeding my pussy his dick. He kept smashing into my butt with every thrust. His balls were slapping against me. I could see now that the liquid running down my leg was blood dripping from my pussy. He made me bleed from inside. That must be why it hurt. But it wasn't hurting now. It was starting to give me the sensation I had when I played with myself. But I didn't let myself think it felt good, it was wrong. I was being raped. This guy was a rapist.

"Take my cum, little whore!" He groaned.

He pumped me slower as I felt his cream fill me from inside. He sprayed his seed inside my formerly innocent hole. He dumped his full load in me and groaned the whole time. Then he let go of my wrists and head and pulled his dick out. He got up and bent over to my ear, pulling the panties out of my mouth.

"You were a good whore." He whispered.

I was too exhausted to speak. He turned off the shower water and stood there, staring at me. I had my face down and ass up, looking like a filthy little girl. He put his foot on my butt and stepped down, flattening my body on the ground. Then I heard a knock on the door.

"Dude, are you peeing?" I heard a voice.

"Yeah!" The rapist called back.

He bent down and turned me over so my back was flat against the ground and I was facing him. He grabbed his softened dick and smiled at me in that creepy way. He started peeing, the stream landing right on my stomach. I was grossed out but I had no energy to fight it, or to even scream. He splashed around my chest, hitting both my breasts then moving up, along my neck, to my chin. My lips stayed closed but he peed on them anyway. He pissed all over my nose, cheeks, and I closed my eyes when he got to them. And once he hit my forehead he started making circles all over my face, covering every inch all over again. The last drops leaked on my body and it was over.

He opened the curtains and stepped out. He grabbed my pink towel and dried himself off with it. Then he threw it aside and put his clothes on. He was still holding my panties he pulled out of my mouth. He stuffed them in his pocket and looked at me, smiling. He blew me a kiss and went to the door, unlocked it, opened it, and left, closing it behind him. I laid there covered in filthy urine and shame, my innocence taken from me. I could feel his cum dripping out of my pussy. I started crying silently. I knew I'd have to clean myself up, cover this up, because no one could know. I would be too ashamed. At the time, I thought this made me what they call a "whore", but I was soon to find out what a whore really was, as I would become one.