Intruder’s successfull raping
Rape can have long term effects. Once raped, life can sometimes never return to how it had been.
I was a happy 36-year-old, fairly petite woman, living alone for a few years in an old cottage by a reserve and stream. On a fine but breezy Wednesday afternoon, I came home from work as usual. I had gone out the back to get in my laundry when I heard what I thought was a local stray cat near my back door.
Returning back inside I put the laundry down in my room to be sorted later and then went to the kitchen to begin making my dinner.
As I walked into the kitchen I discovered there was an intruder waiting for me, he looked at me and said. “Hello Sweetie.”
I freaked at seeing him and he reached out and took hold of me. I started to panic and began to flail uselessly about, trying to break free of his grasp. Fear drove me but there was no escape from his clutches.
After a couple of minutes I began to tire, he was much stronger than me, then I slipped and we tumbled to the floor. I felt his grip pull me over and I ended up on my back, with the guy sitting on top of me.
The guy pulled open my blouse, then pulled up my cami and lifted my bra, he rubbed and squeezed my tits, then he sucked my nipples very hard while I squirmed and writhed under him.
Then I felt him reach down and begin to pull up my skirt, I tried hard to keep my skirt down, but again he was simply too strong for me. His hand slipped up under my skirt and he began to rub my belly. Then his hand slipped over to my hip and he took hold of my panties, with a firm pull, he eased my panties down until they were stretched across my mid-thighs, and awkward and restricting position for them.
I felt totally helpless now with my bare pussy exposed to the intruder, he looked down and with a wolfish grin, he commented, “You have a very nice, cute, little girly pussy.”
I felt very ashamed and belittled.
Then to my horror, the guy unzipped his jeans and withdrew his swollen cock. He then placed his cock along my thighs, aiming his cock directly at my pussy. Deep fear engulfed me again. He was about to rape me.
His hands found my wrists and without much effort he drew my arms up each side of my head, pinning me down very effectively. Then his weight came down and onto my body, trapping me more. I felt his cock slide up along my thighs then his cock tip pressed against my bare slit.
I tried to squirm and writhe hoping to keep his cock out, but my panties held my legs together and made it difficult for me to move my legs.
He kept on pressing his cock hard up against me, then with a shift in the angle I felt his cock slip down towards my pussy entrance. His cock began to worm its way closer then it started to slowly squeeze into me. I began to cry.
The guy forced his cock a bit further inside me, then he began to slowly thrust, his cock slipping a little bit deeper each time. I had never been fucked while having my legs together before, it made his cock feel tighter and a bit more awkward. But it also meant that his cock rubbed more firmly on my pussy lips and that started to put pressure onto my clit.
Unable to move, I felt the guys cock slowly working its way deeper into my body, and as it did, I felt his cock rub more and more against my lips and the added sensations of his cock putting more pressure onto my clit.
I began to feel an odd kind of numbness from my lower body. A shift from the awkward tightness to a more of soft warmth and increasing ease as his cock continued to probe deeper into my body.
Then I began to realize the sensations were beginning to spread out from my pussy, I could feel the wetness as my body adjusted to the action of his cock driving inside me, and I began to feel the warm glow of arousement as my clit began to become swollen from the pressure.
I felt very confused by how my body was reacting, and then just to add insult to injury, I began to realize I could feel an orgasm begin to build. I really did not want to orgasm while being raped.
Try as I might I could not stop the sensations of the orgasm from continuing to build, I tried hard to hold off but in the end, it was just too hard to prevent.
Gasping, I arched up as the orgasm rippled through my body, I felt him thrust in as I arched and his cock slid much deeper inside me, fully penetrating me.
“That’s the way, good girl well done!” he whispered into my ear.
Shame and deep embarrassment filled my thoughts, he knew that I had orgasmed, and he seemed to be enjoying the idea that he had made me orgasm.
His thrusts went much deeper as he carried on with raping me, it didn’t take too long before I felt another orgasm begin to build. I just didn’t know what to do. The orgasm was more intense and lasted longer, and I began to cry again as I knew he now had total control over my body.
Somehow I began to feel as if I was floating, kind of caught up in a raw sexual high, his cock driving in and making me orgasm several more times, each getting more and more intense.
Then I felt a small shit in his action. He began to go a bit faster and I felt his body rubbing harder and harsher against mine. The euphoria I was feeling began to ebb, I became more aware of his increasing action.
He then thrust in very hard, and I then felt a sudden powerful surge going on up into me, I freaked and panicked, but he just held me very tightly. I could feel his cock pulsing and twitching deep inside me. Deep fear and dread filled me, but there was absolutely nothing that I could do about it.
This was it, the moment of truth, I was now “RAPED”.
I felt the last spasms of his cock releasing his raping cum deep into my body, knowing he was getting it exactly where he wanted it to be, and all of it, just for me.
He just lay there on top of me, his cock still wedged deep inside my pussy, but he seemed very pleased with himself.
My mind was in a spin, I had just been raped, I had the rapist cum deep inside my pussy, and I was still trapped under him.
Then he moved, eased out and stood up, straightening his clothes.
“You were wonderful!”, his words came to me as he then walked out my back door, leaving me alone and raped.
Shock and fear filled me, my body exhausted by the raw sexual release I had endured. I slowly rolled over, pulling up my panties and then crawled off to the bathroom. Crying, I slowly climbing up to sit on the toilet, I then tried to wipe away his raping cum. But as I tried, I found out his cum was extremely thick and very sticky, it did not want to budge, but it stayed wanted to stay in place.
“No!” I cried, “No.”
I desperately needed to get his raping cum out. I had no protection and I was beginning to freak and panic, I started to run about in tiny circles and then I hopped from leg to leg. Nothing, my panic increased as I tried more and more things to try and shift the raping cum from deep inside my pussy. Nothing seemed to work and I got more and more wound up, making myself feel sick and dizzy. Exhausted, I reluctantly made my way to my bedroom to lie down for a few minutes and then to decide what to do. A huge wave of tiredness swept over me and I close my eyes just for a moment.
I woke as my alarm clock went off the next morning. I just could not believe I had passed out for the whole night. I felt dismayed, and desperately in need of a hot shower to try to get myself a bit better cleaned up.
The hot shower was bliss, but as I stood there with water cascading down my body, I felt a blob of thick cum ooze out of my pussy, and slide down my leg and off into the drain. A moment later a second blob followed the first. I felt sick again, the raping cum had stayed in place all night.
Three more blobs eased out over the next few minutes, then I had enough of being in the shower.
Dressed, I managed to call my work to tell them I would not be in, then I had a full-on panic attack, freaking out and running about in tiny circles again. Most of the day was spent crying or having more panic attacks. Finally, I managed to calm down enough to try and think about what I should do. Then I realized I should ring my doctor, What I needed to get was the EMC Pills. I made the call but I was unable to get an appointment until after the weekend, on Monday afternoon.
A bit happier that I had figured out what to do, I tried to keep calm over the weekend, but still had daily panic attacks. Once I had the pills, that would end my current fears about the rape.
Monday afternoon, I made my way to see my doctor, but once there I was informed the EMC pills needed to be taken within three days, and it was now day five since things happened. There was no point in using the pills as they would most likely be ineffective.
I swore under my breath, but I tried to keep calm, I was given a test kit, and told I should use it in three weeks time if my period did not arrive within that time. There was nothing more that could be done until I had a result back either way.
I can’t recall how I made it home, but I did, then I marked on my diary the dates I need to know and when I might need the testing kit. This was not what I wanted to do but now I had very little choice.
I went back to work, hoping to keep a straight face and try to avoid any questions why I was away, my luck there held. Each day I marked off on my diary, each day seemed to drag and it felt as if it was an agony while I waited. I really hated the idea that the rapist had been able to impregnate me. I hoped the day my period was due would hurry up and arrive along with my period.
Counting down, in three days, two, one, my period was due, any moment, sometimes it ran a day or two later, sit and wait. Two, three, four days late, nothing, fear, panic, dismay. Still ten days before I was due to use the testing kit.
Feeling more cramps than normal, my fear and dread increased. Feeling dismayed, I realized that in reality, I had done nothing that would have prevented the prospects of pregnancy from happening.
Four days till I was due to use the kit, more cramps but still no period, I knew then just how the test was going to go.
Three days, more fear and dread, two days, one day, then I woke and knew I had to pee on the kit. I set it all out in the bathroom and sat on the toilet. I began to cry as I angled the test stick beneath me. I needed to pee but somehow I couldn’t. I sat there and waited, my bladder began to ache and I knew I really needed to pee. Then a slow drip, drip eased out, the drops sliding off the stick and then slowly the pee began to trickle out. I felt humiliated having to pee on the stick.
Carefully I put the kit onto the vanity, and then finished on the toilet.
I dreaded to look at the kit, I knew the result would not be what I wanted, but what I expected.
Slowly I turned and looked, the bright blue positive lines were showing up.
No doubts about that. I was pregnant to the rapist. I burst into tears, I really did not want to be pregnant.
I made another appointment to see my doctor, confirming that I was now officially six weeks pregnant, and then I made arrangements to go and see a specialist in two weeks’ time to get a termination.
Relief at making the appointment, but again an agonizing wait for the day to arrive, knowing that the rape pregnancy would progress while I had to wait.
Again I counted down the days, hoping nothing would go wrong for me, I had an early morning appointment and was told to be there fifteen minutes early. Not trusting myself to drive, I caught the bus, but then the bus broke down. We were informed it would only take a few minutes to fix, but time marched on. Then they told us a replacement bus would be there in ten minutes, it was going to cut it very fine for me. The bus arrived in twenty minutes, then they had a dispute over the driver and his time for his shift had run out. They needed a new driver.
I ended up well over an hour late, they could not do anything for me that day, but rebook me again for two weeks time. I was really pissed off an upset by the time I got home again.
I faced another two weeks of being pregnant when I thought that I would no longer be pregnant, and that meant the pregnancy would continue to progress. I was not happy at that prospect.
Each day seemed to drag as I waited for the next appointment, I started to get morning sickness as well just to make me know that I was still pregnant. I also found I had to visit the bathroom to pee a lot more frequently.
Then as my luck would have it, the morning sickness kicked in very bad on the morning of my next appointment, I got as far as my bathroom, I spent most of the day in the bathroom, finally having to rebook my appointment again.
I was fed up with still being pregnant to the rapist and I really wanted to get it sorted. I sure as hell did not want to be pregnant any longer than needed. I got a bit of a shock a few days later after my shower when I noticed a small but definite bump in my belly. Running my hand over it I could feel my swollen womb beneath my skin. After a few more days, I started to feel somewhat better, the morning sickness eased off and I was almost back to normal by the time of my next appointment. Then I got a call informing me that the specialist was off sick, and they were moving my appointment to the following week.
While not as bad as two weeks, it was starting to grate on me all the delays, I hoped that nothing would go wrong by the time I went again.
I arrived almost an hour early at the specialist’s, and sat and waited until I was called. I went through to an examination room where they would check the status of my pregnancy and then send me through to get the termination. It was going to be quite simple. I removed my underwear and laid ready for my exam, the doctor proceeded to give me quite a thorough exam, both inside and out. The asked me if my dates were accurate, as they thought I was now seventeen weeks pregnant, not thirteen as I had informed them. I insisted my dates were correct, but they weren’t prepared to go with that. Another doctor then gave me a brief exam and agreed that I was closer to seventeen weeks not thirteen. I did not understand how they concluded that. They then informed me that they were sorry, that I was too far along to carry on with the procedure, as I was beyond fourteen weeks, and that my dates must have been wrong. They then informed me there was a different procedure that could be done up to twenty weeks, it was only available in the main centers, but not locally.
I slowly left the clinic and went back home, I still pregnant to the rapist. I sat on my bed and cried again, I was totally fed up, how on earth could I be seventeen weeks? I knew full well when I had been raped. If I tried to get the other procedure would they tell me I was too far along too? I began to doubt myself, I just wanted this nightmare to end.
I rang to make another appointment with my doctor, but they were away for a week, and the locum who was in attendance I did not like. No! I would not go and see him. I knew then my chances of getting a termination in time was now extinguished .
I was still pregnant to the rapist, and that was not going to change any time soon. The next morning after my shower, I stood naked in my bathroom, looking in the mirror at the small and unwelcomed bulge in my lower belly. I also noticed that my breasts were now more perky and had begun to swell. I was going to need new bras. I also knew that I really did not want to be pregnant.
The next few days passed in a bit of a blur, then I made another appointment to see my doctor, just to find out what I was going to need to know, as the unwanted pregnancy continued.
I began to wear loose-fitting clothing more, as the bump in my belly did not show any signs of going away, but began to get a little bit bigger. I hoped that I could avoid anyone noticing the unwelcome intrusion in my life.
My visit to see the doctor was fairly brief, I was given a pile of paperwork and then referred to see one of the local midwives. One small benefit I discovered was that I did not need to pay for any pregnancy-related visits.
Then much to my horror over the next few days, my belly decided to expand out rather more, the bump pushed out much further than before, it was clear now that I was well and truly pregnant.
A couple of days later I had a call from Helen, the midwife, and she arranged to come and visit me at my home. She arrived on time and greeted me, then we sat in my lounge while she told me what care I was going to have for me and my baby.
Just one word stuck in my mind shocking me for a moment, BABY! I was going to have a baby. Then I felt really dumb, of course I was going to have a baby, but up until now I had just been pregnant, and I had honestly expected that not to continue. But the pregnancy was going to continue, and then yes, I would have to have the baby.
After a quick listen and feel of my belly, she seemed to think all was well and that I was about eighteen to nineteen weeks pregnant. She would arrange for me to have a scan in a few weeks’ time and she would visit me again in two weeks.
After the midwife left, the shame and shock returned. Baby, I was going to have a baby. I had the rape baby in my belly and would carry on having the rape baby inside me until I gave birth. I really hated the idea that I was going to have to have a rape baby.
The next few days dragged as I watch in dismay as my belly began to firm up and pushed further out. I went shopping for new clothes and bras. Then as I waited for the bus back home an old woman came up to me, and proceed to pat my belly, telling me just how lucky I was. Then she walked away, leaving me confused and somewhat upset.
A few days later I was sent a notice about having my pregnancy scan, and detail of what to do and to make sure I had a full bladder when I was there.
I also had to tell my boss that I was pregnant, I had expected a kind of negative reaction, but they seemed to accept it as just par for the course. I would be entitled to maternity leave when it was time for my baby to arrive.
A few more days later the midwife returned, checked to see if I had the scan booked, and then did a quick exam, but then she lingered over my belly while trying to hear the heartbeat. After a few moments, she straightened up and smiled, she told me she heard a good strong heartbeat. All was going well. She decided that she would come and visit me again once I had my scan in three weeks’ time.
Day by day, I took each one day at a time, I watch in dismay as my belly continues to expand. It started to get a little bit in my way. There was no hope now of trying to hide my belly, and I was aware of people looking at it and taking note of how big it was growing. All this began to take its toll on me and I grew more and more tired and grumpy.
I was beginning to get very fed up with being pregnant still, and I wasn’t even halfway through my pregnancy. I still hated and resented having to be pregnant to the rapist.
The day of my scan arrived and I made my way into the clinic, my bladder full and beginning to get uncomfortable. Another woman went in before me and I sat slowly squirming while I waited for my turn.
At last, I was called and asked to lay on the exam table, I eased my skirt up out of the way, and they applied the jelly to assist in taking the scan. They rubbed the scanner over my belly a couple of times then focused on what looked like a leg. They took a snapshot and moved onto another leg, then the technician stopped, changed angle and looked again. Images swam on the screen, and then I saw what looked like a head, then another head.
“Oh, Oh my,” the technician paused, “Well, did you know that you were carrying twins?”
“Twins?” I gasped. “No, I didn’t know.”
Deep disbelief flooded me, and I barely held on trying hard not to pee. No way should I have be having twins. It was bad enough carrying one rape baby from the rapist but have to carry two rape babies was going to be even more of a nightmare.
I stayed still and silent during the rest of the scanning, not daring to move lest I wet myself.
“Almost done,” The technician told me. “It looks like you are just on nineteen weeks pregnant now. All is looking good for you. The toilet is just across the hall, I’m done, off you go.”
I just made it into the cubicle when I lost control, a flood released, but luckily most of it managed to go where I had hoped. Not too much to clean up.
The scan has shown me two things, the first was that I had twin rape babies inside me, and the second confirmed my dates of how far along I was now pregnant.
The next day the midwife came and discussed care of having twin babies, she told me of a support group of expectant mothers who were having twins and thought it was a good idea that I meet up with them.
Over the next few days, I considered what to do and rang the group to let them know I wished to attend. They were very helpful and good to deal with. For the next month or so, I had frequent visits from the midwife and I also visited the group. I began to feel that somehow I was going to get through with this after all.
I still hated and resented being pregnant. My belly was getting very swollen, but I still had at least a couple more months to go.
A couple more weeks later I was told that I had to get more rest and if I didn’t I would be ordered to have complete bed rest. I tried to ease up but it was just getting too hard for me, my belly was huge now and I kept on running out of puff.
The next day I was told to stay home and rest! The midwife came to double-check on me over the day to ensure I did not get too stressed.
That night I had a full on flashback of the rape, feeling in my mind him cuming up me, impregnating me. I woke in tears, my body aching. I had had enough. I sure as hell did not want to have his rape babies. But his rape babies were still in my swollen belly, I still had to carry them about inside me. No, there was nothing that I could do to change that. I cried again.
I had a rough week of crying and trying to stay calm while I was on my bed rest. I kept getting flashbacks at random times, making me very withdrawn and deeply resentful.
Members of the support group came and went cheering me up somewhat before I relapsed back into my morbid state.
Slowly I began to make headway and started to get out of my deep dark moods. I knew I was running out of time to get the spare room turned into a nursery.
Time was running out for me, I was almost 37 weeks pregnant when pain gripped my belly. It was time.
Helen took me into the hospital and stayed with me as I went through my labour. Almost ten hours later I squealed as I pushed hard and felt the first of my rape babies’ head emerge into the world, another few pushed and a baby girl emerged.
I wasn’t finished yet. I still had to keep going, half an hour later I was straining hard again trying to get my other rape baby out. Slowly the head emerged and then with a rush, a boy came out.
My rape babies had arrived, it was now up to me to take care of them and raise them the best I could.
👄This will be the best oral sex you have ever experienced.👅
I hope everything is okay for you now, and even though they ARE rape babies, they ARE still your kids, so if you don’t mind me saying this, I hope your babies are happy and healthy, and you’ve recovered from giving birth. I understand that you will never ever forget the rape and will be haunted by it, but on the (bright?) side, you probably have beautiful and loved children, as I believe it is impossible to hate a child, no matter where they originated from. After all, it isn’t their fault they sprung into existence.
I would like to apologize if you thought this comment was insensitive in any way, and you have my constant support. XXX
Definately not a true story. A real rape victim would have responded with urgency. Not just about the unwanted pregnancy but about sti too.
I would love to be raped
You make me feel horny lets sex chat together
Oh no you would not.
Honestly this story got my dick extremely hard. You’d have been his best fuck I just know it 😩
Irene do u wish the rapist was there for ur kids
Irene are you on birth control now?
Hi David, I’m still pregnant, so in a way, yeah. I had been using a diaphragm.
Well very likely you going to have 3 or 4 children all by different fathers
it difficult to fully know, I hope not anymore after this pregnancy. but one can never tell what events happen. I didn’t expect this pregnancy either.
Did you kiss him
Hi Mike, No I did not kiss him, with the intruder I was looking up into his shoulder, nor did I kiss the next rapist.
Did you enjoy the feeling of him squirting his cum inside you. Did you get a little excited knowing you might be breeding with a stranger
Hi Mike, No, I sure as hell did not enjoy him squirting his raping cum into me, I felt the hard thrust just as his cock began to erupt inside my pussy, I recall vividly the sheer panic and freaking out as he began to pump more and more cum into me. I was totally dreading that moment. I was terrified he was impregnating me, and I really did not want to get pregnant to a rapist.
Great. Your babies were meant to be here. The rape was meant to happen. He had to push his rape cum in you, so you could push your rape babies out of your pussy.
Hi Ree Ree, I think you might be right, the raping needed to happen to me. While I struggled to avoid his penetration, it did happen, and I was then trapped. It was just a matter of time before he would unleash his raping cum deep into my body. The horror of realizing he was going to impregnate me was very bitter, but beyond my control. he pushed his raping cum deep into me, and I had to accept into my body. While I tried to get a termination, that somehow was not to be. and I then face the horrific realization I was going to have to have a rape baby. But as it turned out, not just one rape baby, but two. They are now my kids, and I am proud of them, they are my family.
Hi Ree Ree…Not sure if this post of yours is also meant for me or not but guess I have been through exactly the same experience like Irene – raped for over 7 hrs non stop , that too by two guys with the clear motive to make me bear there child ! This inspite of the fact that I was already a wife of someone ! As explained in my original post I had to let it happen and yes dont know why ended up liking while getting raped ! The baby is mine now – and I love him – but will never know who amongst the two is the father !
Ree Ree I want to talk to you sweetheart
Hi Ree! Please shut the fuck up! I, God, do not accept you in heaven!
Thanks sonali. I m posting again n again i think my reply is not going.
Hi Mota Lund, You can always connect me at my mail id given with my name above, in case your messages are not getting posted here
So many bad coincidences: 1) woman raped just in the fertile period, ok, it happens; 2) go to the toilet and not wash off all the rest of the semen that was left in the vagina, go to sleep and only after waking up take a shower? Weird.2) becoming pregnant as a result of rape, unfortunately happens; 3) not going to the police and having all the tests done, then having the vaginal canal completely sanitized and taking medication against sexually transmitted diseases and the “morning after pill: other big mistakes and strange “coincidences”, but it can happen too, sometimes the victim does not report the rape; 4) so many delays to be seen by doctors until the time for an abortion is over? This is not normal; 5) Being pregnant with twins? It’s a lot of unhappiness for one person, sorry.
Hi Mota Lund; I wasnt angry or upset with you ! I know what you meant ! And yes as you said , I did enjoy it and thats what am confused about ! But its reassuring to see one or two others here like me who have gone through the same experience including getting pregnant by the rapist ! Makes me feel am not the only one and I have someone else to talk to !
Hi sonali thanks for understanding my views and not taking it otherwise. Well i would like to tell u that my wife had alaways a fantasy for being raped as she told me. And sometimes she told me to fuck her like rape in bed. So i think there r many more who thinks about being raped without getting hurt. And its also possible that some women can enjoy a decent rape without getting hurt. Its my thinking only may be i am wrong
Thanks sonali. My wife has a fantasy for being raped. And sometimes she used to ask me to fuck her like rape. So may be there r other women who like being raped but the dont accept openly.
Hi sonali would u like to chat on sms
Hi Mota Lund, Thanx for taking time out to read and reply to my post ! Well as I honestly admitted I dont know why my body enjoyed being raped though my mind kept saying no ! It was nice of you to say those soothing words, though would love to know why you think it was ok for me to get raped. Please remember I was already someones wife. Look forward to your view
I am sorry i didnt mean that. Actually my english is weak. I dont support rape at all but i was trying to say that u enjyoed and they didnt hurt u. So that was my point of view. I mean thank god they didnt hurt you
Thank you Mots Lund, its good that you cleared up what you meant. Rape is hard at the bsst of times, and we all havedifferent reactions to what is going on.
Hi Sonali, thank you for such a nice reply. Yes, our bodies can fool us, trick us into thinking something so wrong can feel so good. Rape can be so misleading in how our bodies accept it, more so if we are aware we are ovulating. The rape can overwhelm us.
Please take care, our babies are for us nurture the best we can.
Hi Irene..Many thanx for taking time out to read and then reply ! Sincerely appreciate ! Yes I had to admit to myself that I did indeed enjoy it while it lasted ! No idea why ! But anyways, here am with my son, who I still love, as much as one can ! And yes am still going about life normally ! Just that this incident is something I havent been able to share with anyone – least of all hubby
Am a 33 yr old wife and mom from India ! I just chanced upon this story ! I just cant believe the coincidence but I have been through this same experience only 2 yrs back ! Was forced and raped- real hard through rape – for over 7 hrs non stop and that too by 2 men ! And they got me seeded because they planned to do so ! They raped and came inside me several times over to make sure I actually get seeded. And as in case with Irene – strange as it may sound – I ended up realising my body was ready for it within the forst half hour of them entering me ! I was wet and had many orgasms ! Similar to hr, ended up having to bear the result – my 1 yr old boy ! Worst I am not sure who amongst the 2 is the father !
Hi Sonali, Thank you for reading and sharing what happened with you. Being raped and seeded is an awful thing to have happen, for any woman. The best we can do is try to be brave and know the men are very weak minded, that they are unable to find true love and happiness. I hope you can now understand and share your love of your husband.
May the gods bless you.
Yes Irene ! Many thanx for the kind words ! Just between us, my confusion is why and how did I end up getting wet, have orgasm after orgasm ( and thus get betrayed to those 2 guys that am enjoying getting raped ! ) and strangely this condition of mine lasted non stop throughout that 7-8 hour period when they **** me non stop ! I was very confused that although I was married, was working and yet how did my body end up enjoying it much as my mind was saying NO ! But end of the day here i am with a baby who I still love though I shall never know whose the real father
Hi sonali thanks for sharing. Rape should not be hurting at all. If it gave u pleasure i think it was ok
This is so hot! Very nice raping, you must have been so tight, your pussy unprotected for the rapist. And twins, that was so successful, so good too.
Hi Dickie, it was very hot for the rapist. Yes, it was tight, and I was unprotected, the rapist successfully impregnating me with twins.
I don’t no if your story is true or not. I hope so women are meant to breed. I only been lucky enough to force breed one girl she trusted the wrong man.
Hi Sam, yes it is true, it happened 9 years ago. while not voilent, it was very horrific for me. And yes, he forced his raping cum into me, getting me pregnant.
Did you keep the baby
Hi Sam, while I hate and resented being pregnant, I ended up having to go through with the pregnancy, I had twins, and yes, I kept them.
Sam, go fuck yourself. This author is very polite in her response to you, even though she should be telling you to fuck off. Rape is messed up. Oh, and hi, Irene, if I have calculated everything correctly, your children would be about the same age as my eldest child.
Hi sweddeer, he caught me unprotected in my own home. I had been using a cap, which need to be in place before sex. I had no chance of getting it and putting it in place before he penetrated me. I had stopped using the pill due to complications a few fears before hand. The simple matter was I relied on a different form of contraception. with being raped, he was bypassing my personal type of protection. Yes, I lost, he won, he raped me and forced his raping sperm inside me, then it was too late for me, pregnancy was the result.
That’s sad but honestly I like it and I don’t really care about that you didn’t wanted it. That’s life and also it’s what mother nature wants us to do. Mating with each other so that’s what he just did.
Well better luck next time honey.
Hinsweddeer, yes I was sad and upset that the intruder caught and raped me. I dont mind that you like that and dont care that it happened. Yes, from a lot of women, getting rapedd is just part of life, and often we get pregnant as a result. Yes, thats part of how it just works in nature, sperm is forced into us, and if we are fertile, then thats how it goes.
Im now pregnant to my second rape
Sweddeer wow just wow. Do you hear yourself a man forcing himself on you is not how natural intended.
I was forced to have sex with two men. I cried and told please no I was only 17yo. They laughed at me. Told me 17yo pussy was good pussy I got pregnant from it. Was that nature doing what it’s supposed to do?
Yes Mary, you didn’t used protection so it was your own fault.
Congratulations both of you for your pregnanc.
I totally love it when woman get pregnant from rape. Sorry Mary but that’s just how it works.
Use protection! Sweddeer are you kidding me.
I was walking minding my own business doing nothing wrong. Two men grabbed me pulled me into a nasty building forced me to the ground. Hit hard when I tried to get away. One was behind me hold my arm and had his other arm around my neck. The other guy pulled my shorts and panties off then pushed my shirt up. Got on top of me and bite me until I spread my legs. He forced himself inside me I was crying I told them I was only 17. As soon as the 1st guy finished I tried to get up but got hit again. Was told to get on my hands and knees the 2and guy had sex with me from behind. His friends watched and laughed. Now how was I supposed to get protection.
I tried not to think about it after it was over. Then one day in school I got sick the next day I got sick again my mom took me to the doctor and I found out one of them got me pregnant.
How do you feel now sweddeer?
Hi Mary, Just hope you are doing ok here, it’s hard to deal with when you get impregnated in a rape. Fingers crossed all will go well for you.
And sweddeer, you are a total git, not worthy of the name human.
Thank you Irene. I am good I am 19 now I was going to give the baby up for adoption but didn’t. My whole family loves her so much. And I hope to finish high school this year.
I’m sorry that you had to go thru that shit I wanted to know what do you think about guys know days after that happen to you are willing to move on with another guy in the later future
I’m sorry that you had to go thru that shit how are your babies doing know days how is everything going with your second pregnancy
Uriel … yes I moved on I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. My bf now is very sweet.
That’s good that you moved on
did this guy ever try anything again does he know you have his kids?
Nice Story, loved the fact that he made you pregnant. I love it, when woman get pregnant from rape. But I think it is your own fault even when I feel sorry for you, I mean why didn’t you just use protection.. You knew it was a dangerous game, you lost and he won.
But congratulations for becoming a mother.
Fuck you, sweddeer. The rapist didn’t use protection because he didn’t want to, he forced himself upon her. She wasn’t in control, it wasn’t her fault, you git. And how could she have told the rapist; “Stop, if you want to continue, put a condom on.” SHE COULDN’T HAVE DONE THAT!!!!! The rapist wouldn’t have given a shit, you fucker.
I know how terrible it must have been to you. You were raped and the rapist successfully put his babies into you.
The same happened to me when I was 16 and ended up being pregnant with his rape baby
Hi Lea, yes, it was quite a horrid day for me, having to endure the raping, aware I was unprotected, then feeling him release into my body. I got into such a state of panic after I was almost paralyzed by fear of becoming pregnant, which was of course, exactly what was happening to me. Later on, finding out he had successfully impregnated me with twins was a huge shock and very distressing for me.
I can fully understand what you had to endure too, first the raping then the horrors of finding out he had successfully impregnated you. Then the nightmare of going through with the pregnancy to have your rape baby.
I’m sorry you had to go through that shit how are thing going for you know days that you have your baby are willing to move on with another guy
Sweet I love it when women get pregnant from strangers. Tell the truth you are happy you got a baby.
At the time of the rape I was terrified of getting pregnant, I really did not want to get pregnant, but I did. In spite of my effots to get a termination, the pregnancy carried on and I began to run out of time and options. I had to face the fact I was going to have to have a rape baby. I then found out I was carrying twins. I took me some time to realize this was about my only chance of having my own family. so in the end once I had my rape babies, I slowly accepted them, then I was happier about having them.
You didn’t just a little bit get excited when you found out your love making with a stranger made babies?
It seem most women who got rape and impregnated were happy to give birth even they hv option to terminated it..the excuse of not terminating it become very lame
Lrene It is Tim again I hate to bug you but my God I really am into you and I really would like to find someway that we can connect on a one and one I am very happy that you kept the twins and you’re raising them I am very sorry that you were raped but I think I could make a great man for you I think you and I could be a great husband and wife couple and raise your children and a great safe home
Wow, what an awesome raping, love how he caught you and let you wear yourself out, brilliant, then the awesome raping, getting his raping cum in place, wicked!
love how you kept missing your appointments, the you facing having to go through with it all, really good you got twin rape babies.
The raping was very effective, the rapist timing was insane, and he impregnated me. For me it was a nightmare for a while, and yeah, I had to have my rape babies.
Such an insane kind of rape, and the agony over being impregnated, I have no idea just how bad that feeling could be. Hope you and you kids are doing well.
Hi Vivian, alas yeah, it was quite a nightmare for a while but managed to get through it all.WE are doing well now, thanks.
Even though your mind wasn’t enjoying the rape it seems that your body was. No matter what you did or wanted to do to end the pregnancy, it wasn’t in the cards for you but I am happy that you decided to raise the twins the best you can but I do hope that you don’t resent them and make life a living hell for them. The rapist is the father and that can never change but your the Mother and have all the motherly instincts you were given, enjoy your children because they are yours. Blessings to you and your family.
I appreciate your kind comments, and yes, being raped and then having to go through with the pregnancy was a nightmare for me. I really did not what to have to have a rape baby(ies). But in the end, I did have my babies. It took me a while to accept that this was really about my only chance of having my own family. I have worked hard to be a good mother, a shift in my think and lifestyle. So… yeah, the rape change my life, and I think much for the better.
I loved the fact that he made you orgasm many times. This apparently happens with high percentage of rapes but women don’t like admitting it.
During the raping, I was very confused as to why I reacted so much. I think there were a number of factors in making me orgasm so much and so intensely. The first was the position I was in with my legs together, the second was the long length of time I had been celibate before being raped. And I think the third was the fact I was ovulating, and my cervix was wishing to open up to accept the rapist sperm.
Yes, quite a number of women orgasm during a rape, it can be very embarrassing and deeply humiliating for them, as an orgasm is usually associated with the intense pleasure of sex. It is very hard to accept the orgasm while being forced.
That was a hot rape
I guess it was hot for the rapist, but a nightmare for me
There is nothing much better than finding out that a woman who has been raped is pregnant to her rapist, especially if she has to go through with her pregnancy. I Love that.
I really did not want to be pregnant to the rapist, but in the end, I had no choice.
Wonderful to hear about your rape, it make me happy that you were caught.
Being raped was quite a shock for me, so was finding out that he hag got me pregnant.