I’ll tell everyone you raped me

When I was 17 I raped the boy from next door, wasn’t intentional, it just happened. It was all his fault really.

I was upstairs taking a shower when I heard a loud smash downstairs, I jumped out of the shower and opened the bathroom window and look down in to the back yard, the little brat from next door had kicked his ball in to our yard again and this time he smashed a window.

I quickly put on my robe and rushed downstairs and in to the kitchen, the window was smashed and a dirty football was in the sink surrounded by broken glass, I picked up the ball and went outside, Sean, the 11 year old brat had climbed over the fence and he was walking towards me in his muddy football shirt, shorts and football boots.

“Is this your fucking ball?!” I snapped.

“Yeah – can I have it back?” he replied.

“You just broke our kitchen window. You little shit.” I shouted.

He just shrugged his shoulders and smiled like he didn’t care, “Sorry. Can I have my ball back?” he said.

I held out the ball for him to take from me and acted calm, “Sure. Here you go.”, when he reached out to grab the ball, I grabbed hold of his shirt and dragged him in to the house and slammed the back door shut with my foot, “My dad is going to kill you when he sees this.” I shouted.

“Get off.” He protested.

I held on to his shirt tighter as he struggled with me, “No. I’m taking you home and you’re going to tell you mom what you’ve done.” I growled, dragging him through the house, the little shit kicked me in the shin which made me angry and I lashed out and punched him right in the side of the face, it knocked him out and he was laying on the hallway floor.

I immediately regretted what I just did, I hit a kid, I’m such a shit, “Sean. Wake up. Sean!” I repeated, trying to wake him up, but he was out cold, still breathing though, thank God.

Panicking, I picked him up and laid him on the couch, but then realised if my parents came home now I’d be in so much trouble if they saw him here like this, so I picked him up again and took him upstairs to my bedroom and laid him on my bed.

I tried to wake him by shaking him and then dipping my fingers in a glass of water and flicking it on his face but nothing worked, I was shaking him and rubbing his arms, then I was rubbing his legs to try and get him to wake up, as I rubbed his legs I noticed a bulge forming beneath his shorts, my touching and rubbing of his bare legs had caused him to get an erection.

Great, not only had I punched a kid in the face and knocked him out cold, but now he was lying unconscious on my bed with an erection, how great is this going to look if my parents came home now, “Oh shit.” I mumbled to myself, “Fuck. Fuck. Shit.”, I threw a pillow over his crotch attempting to hide it but it didn’t really work, you could still tell he had a boner.

I did the only thing I could think of, I put my hand down his shorts and I began to jerk on his cock, I knew if I could make him come then the erection would go away, so there I was with my hand down his shorts, staring out of the window and jerking on his impressively sized hard cock.

I spent a few minutes tugging on it but nothing was happening, so I yanked down his shorts to get a better grip on it and I jerked on it fast and hard, he was hairless down there and his balls had barely dropped but his cock was at least 5 inches long, “Come on. Ejaculate already.” I growled in frustration, yanking on it so hard I probably nearly tore his foreskin off.

I started to sweat so I took my robe off, now I was naked in my bedroom, with an 11 year old boy, knocked out cold, laying on my bed with his shorts around his ankles and I’m jerking on his cock, just fucking perfect, “Come on, kid. Give me a break.”, it wasn’t working so I moved on to plan B, laid myself across the bed and I started to suck on his cock while tugging on it.

But even that wasn’t working, this kid is a stubborn pain in the ass even when he’s unconscious, however, having his cock in my mouth did feel good and it tasted really nice, its true what they saw, little boys and girls really do smell and taste like cookie dough.

Tasting him in my mouth made my pussy drip, my body temperature was rising and my nipples hardened, I found myself sitting up, then I swung my right leg across him and I straddled him, I used my fingers to prop up his cock and then I gently and slowly lowered myself on to it, I gasped as his tip penetrated my hole and his hard cock softly slid into my pussy, one millimetre at a time until I had at least 4 inches of him inside me.

I was no longer worried about my parents coming home and seeing me in this position with the brat from next door, all I was thinking about was how good this little boys cock felt inside of me, “Oh yeah – ungh!”, I rode him slow but hard, he still had his muddy shirt and boots on and our movements were spreading dirt all over my white bedsheets but I didn’t care, right now he was a stud and his cock was making me feel so good.

As I began to ride him faster and bouncing on him so hard his ass sunk deep in to my memory foam mattress, he woke up, after a few moments he realised what was happening, his wide awake brain suddenly received a flood of sexual pleasure all at once and he cried out with orgasm, then he started to cry and was about to scream, so I covered his mouth with my hand, “Shut the fuck up!” and I rode him harder, “Yes – Yes. Ung – You little fucking brat – Ungh – Yes – Ungh – Your cock is good. Oh.” I moaned.

Then it happened, “Finally!” I groaned when I finally felt his cock swell like a balloon and then his spunk warmed my insides like I’d just drank a hot chocolate on a cold winters night, my body tingled with happiness, I watched his eyes open widely as he ejaculated in to me, he had a twinkle in his eye that slowly faded as he finished emptying his virgin balls in to me.

I leaned down and pointed my finger at him angrily, “Tell anyone about this and I’ll tell everyone you broke in to my house while I was getting a shower and YOU raped ME!” I said, he agreed not to say anything.

He pulled up his shorts and I marched him downstairs and opened the back door, I kicked him out of the door in to the back yard, then threw his ball at him, “Now, fuck off.” I said.

We never had any more trouble off that little brat after that day, his mom paid for a new window but Sean never played football in the yard again.

Does it make me a bad person for raping him the way I did, it wasn’t intentional, at least not at first, I felt so guilty about hitting him and I tried to cover up his erection so neither of us would get in trouble, so I think I did a good thing there, in a way its his fault for having such a nice cock and taking so long to ejaculate, if he’d have ejaculated when I was jerking him then I never would have rode him. So, yes, its all his fucking fault.

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