Raped and facefucked in the park
Sorry in advance for any wonky formatting, on mobile.
This is probably one of the most memorable experiences I’ve had of being SA’d that I fantasize about often. It happened back when I lived on the west coast and it’s definitely one that made me realize how much I love vocal men. It is kinda lengthy but I hope you all enjoy
A while back there was a park I’d frequent often. In it there was this “secret” spot I knew about located in the density of the trees. There was an old bench that sat in the middle of them (I think the bench was initially meant to be in a different part of the park next to the lake where all the other benches were but I guess someone must’ve moved it there). I would visit it regularly usually to read, have time to myself, and sometimes to smoke weed. The park itself was in a relatively nice area, you would see a lot of friendly families and runners/hikers.
Around late noon that day I got to the bench. I must’ve nodded off while I was reading (I’d taken an allergy medicine before arriving that I hadn’t used before and didn’t realize it would make me so drowsy) because the next thing I remember was waking up to the feeling of the cold bench touching my ass and something violating my pussy.
It was dark out by this time and I remember feeling pretty dazed. I looked down, letting my eyes adjust to the dimly lit woods and noticed my sweatshirt pulled up with my small tits spilling half way out my bra, my leggings at my ankles, and there was a man (about 3 times my size) fingering me. He locked eyes with me and immediately covered my mouth forcefully with one of his hands while grabbing both my wrists with the other. He gripped my face even harder before telling me roughly “Stay fucking quiet. Understand?” The deepness of his voice was tantalizing. “Understand?!” I nodded quickly in return. “Good. No one one would hear you anyway.”
After slowly removing his calloused hand from my lips he begun lowering my bra. As he did, I attempted to squirm my way out of his grasp while muttering for him to get off.
Somehow, amidst the struggle we ended up with both of us on the ground but he had me pinned. “I warned you” he growled before yanking off his belt and in one swift motion slashed it across my chest and upper body. I cried out in shock as the pink welts began to appear on my skin.
“I told you to stay quiet” he said slashing me three more times, each one leaving a stinging trail behind it. I kept struggling but with his size I couldn’t budge.
He struck me a few more times before placing my hands above my head and began to make makeshift handcuffs with his belt. That’s when the reality of the situation really started to dawn on me and I couldn’t help but notice how wet I was getting.
Despite my own arousal, I started begging for him to please let me go promising I wouldn’t tell anyone. He didn’t give a response but instead ripped my panties the rest of the way off and stuffed them into my mouth.
A craving to have his fingers back inside me slowly started to consume me and I could feel my skin heating up but I continued shaking my head no, whimpering through the thin cloth in my mouth. Ignoring my pleads, he lowered his pants exposing his girthy cock and my eyes went wide. He was definitely bigger than I was accustomed to but there was nothing I could do to stop him as he rubbed it against my slit. “You’re so fucking wet” he moaned
He kept teasing me, almost putting the tip of his dick in me before pulling away and sliding against my wetness over and over. It was driving me crazy and I thought I’d might cum from the sheer anticipation. Then, suddenly he thrusted himself fully into me, making me yelp out of pain and pleasure. “That’s it cunt take it.” He put his full weight onto me and started pumping in and out of me slowly but each time making sure to push as deep as he could go.
He was almost affectionate? Showering me in kisses and gently sucking on my nipples but all the while, calling me names and shaming me for enjoying it so much.
Then, it was like a switch flipped lol. He removed the gag from my mouth and looked into my eyes “I wanna hear you beg slut.” The amount of pure lust he held in his gaze only excited me more. It was like I could sense his desperation to take me and own me even as he was inside me and it honestly drove me nuts.
“Beg cunt” he ordered more harshly this time. He was gradually picking up speed still pounding into me as deep as he could. I thought I’d might break. “Please let me go please” I cried out ignoring the building tension I felt.
That’s when he turned me around so I was ass up and face down. He plunged into me once more, letting out breathy moans “That’s it you’re such a good girl.” I let out a choked sob in response.
He started pumping at a brutal pace and the sound of smacking flesh filled my ears as he pressed my face deeper into the dirt. My legs began trembling “Filthy whore. You want me to stop?” I could feel his balls swinging with each hard thrust. “You secretly like it don’t you?” And in reality I did. So much. I’d wanted it for so long and now I was finally (deservedly) getting fucked mercilessly.
My jaw clenched from the shockwaves beginning to grip my body. I was about to cum. “Don’t you?!”
My muscles tensed and I could feel my walls spasming around his cock as I let the waves overtake me “f-fuck” I stammered, pushing against his thrusts. He let out a string of curse words before pulling me by my hair continuing at the merciless rhythm. “That’s it, such a well behaved little whore” I’m not sure how long he kept going putting me in different uncomfortable positions, using me as his own personal sex doll but I savored each moan, groan, and shameful praise.
Eventually, a wave of relief washed over me as he pulled out of my sore pussy but it was short lived. Bringing me to my knees, he grasped my chin tilting it up “God, you’re beautiful” (even though I had basically lost all composure and was probably just a sweaty heap at this point lol) and with no warning he shoved his dick into my mouth. I started to protest mumbling incoherently against him. My hands were still bound in front of me so I tried feebly to push him away which only made him grip the back of my head, forcing me further down onto him, and making me gag. My eyes began to water as he continued bucking his hips into my mouth. “This is what you need isn’t it?” He said in between moans “You deserve this.” He spat on my face keeping at the unrelenting tempo. I cried and struggled but my dripping cunt told another story, I was ready to milk every last drop of his seed.
He facefucked me for a few more minutes, saliva running down my chin as he kept hitting the back of my throat. Sucking in a sharp breath he pushed my head down with such force my visioned blurred. I could feel the familiar bitter warmth fill my throat. He held my face down for a few more seconds making me writhe from the lack of oxygen before pushing my limp body to the ground.
I laid there in a collapsed mess as he silently dressed himself then removed the belt from my wrists. He didn’t say anything else as he turned on a flashlight and walked away into the darkness of the trees. The last thing I could see is what was written on the back of his shirt in bold white letters “Security”
I visited the park many times afterwards (during the day) but never saw anyone who resembled him and regrettably never stayed that late again. Sometimes, I wish I had the gall to wait on that bench for him, maybe playing with myself while I did, provoking him to grab me and abuse all my holes again. It makes me so insanely horny just thinking about it and I had to stop a few times while writing this to get off.
Security guard, if you’re out there, just know I keep thinking about the first time you fucked me and I want to be made to feel helpless again. This pussy is yours, whenever you want it.
Thanks for reading if you got this far! Questions/PMs welcome :)