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A tramps whore

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I fell in love with the homeless man who raped me as I was walking home from school. I became his willing little whore.

I was walking home from school one day, taking my usual shortcut through the park, when a dirty homeless man grabbed me from behind and dragged me in to the bushed.

He stood behind me and he had one arm wrapped around my waist and the other hand covering my mouth so I couldn’t scream or call for help.

His hand was filthy and he stunk like rancid piss, he held tightly on to my mouth so the back of my head was pressed firmly against his chest, then his other hand went up my skirt and he rubbed my pussy over my panties, then he put his hand down them and forced his filthy finger up my hole, it hurt a lot.

I could hear him lightly groaning behind me, breathing on the top of my head, “That’s good. That’s nice. Good.” He whispered, then he pulled his hand up and put it up my blouse and squeezed my chest, I didn’t really have boobs but it didn’t stop him squeezing.

He pulled my panties down and made me step out of them, then he picked them up, I heard him sniffing them and enjoying it, then he rolled them up and stuffed them in to my mouth, then he forced me on to my knees and pushed me forward so I was on my hands and knees.

I heard the leafs crackle as he kneeled down behind me, he hoisted the back of my skirt up on to my back and rubbed his fingers up the crack of my pussy a couple of times, “Yeah. Yeah. Good. Yeah.” He continued to mumble.

He then pulled my ass cheeks apart and I felt what could only have been his wet scabby tongue licking my ass hole and my pussy crack.

After a minute or two he took hold of my hips, bashed my legs a little further apart, that’s when I felt it, the tip of his cock pushing its way between my flaps, I tried to move forward to move away from it but he held on to my hips too tight and I couldn’t move, he continued to push and I felt my hymen tearing, eventually his cock won and broke through my virgin barrier, his cock was inside of me.

I felt it going deeper and deeper, stretching out and filling up my pussy, and he just started to slide it in and out, in and out, in and out, I screamed but no one could hear me, my muffled screams were pointless.

He fucked me fast and hard, his dirty manky cock was violating my body, he stunk rank, and I was cutting cuts on my hands and knees from the small sharp rocks and twigs on the ground, but all I could think about was how good it felt getting fucked.

Suddenly I didn’t care that he was raping me, I didn’t even care that he was a dirty manky homeless guy that stunk like rancid piss, I allowed him to fuck me, I wanted him to do it, my pussy got so wet I was enjoying it so much, and I even started rocking my body back and forth to make him push it in deeper.

I felt him come inside of me, he groaned loudly, as he slid his cock out of my pussy, I sat up and spun around, pulling the panties out of my mouth as quickly as I could and I slammed my mouth around his dirty cock, that’s where the smell of rancid piss was coming from, it was absolutely rank, but I didn’t care, I sucked his cock with pleasure and I licked his cock and balls clean for him.

He shared his cheap bottle of alcohol with me and then I went home.

The next day after school I ran through the park, back to where he lived, in the bushes, I took off my panties, got down on my hands and knees, hoisted up my skirt, and invited him to fuck me again, that dirty old homeless man became my secret boyfriend, and I willingly gave my pussy to his dirty manky cock every single day.

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