I was raped twice in one day Part 2

It was now 5 months since that horrible day when two horrible men took advantage of me. It wasn’t a very fun time for me as I had gone through the recovery for what had happened, plus the loss of my baby. After everything, my parents moved to a new house closer to town and my mom made sure I was driven to and from school. Despite the brutality of the crime, neither of the two men were found. I was very scared around police officers, even female officers. I learned my lesson about getting into cars with strangers as well. It was getting into the later months of the year now, and I was back in school. My family wasn’t the most wealthy, especially after moving houses, but my mom driving me in her old car was better than walking all by myself.

Mom had picked me up from school and we were making our way back home as usual. On the way we were listening and singing along to music, we were having such a fun time together. It was the first time I truly forgot about that day five months ago. We were on the last stretch of dirt road before we reached home. We were passing through more rows of corn that were now a deep tan. Just as the car was about to crest the little hill between us and home, the car slowed to a stop.

“What’s wrong mommy?” I asked.

“Ugh, the car must’ve run out of gas, I thought I just filled it up”, my mom replied.

“We’re so close to home, too.”

“Let me try and call your dad and see if he can’t come and help us”, mom said.

Mom got on the phone with dad and explained the situation. He said he’d be out as soon as he could, but he was still coming home from work so it might take 20-30 minutes. I asked mom if we should stay here or walk the rest of the way since it’s so close. She said we should stay with the car since it could be stolen if we just left it. After a couple minutes of waiting for dad to arrive a truck came down the road from behind us. The driver pulled off and parked behind us, I couldn’t really see who it was until he came up and knocked on my mom’s window. As my mom rolled down the window I was frozen in fear.

“Hey there ma’am, what seems to be the problem here?” he asked.

“Oh just ran out of gas is all, my husband is on the way to help us out.” mom replied.

“I’ve got some spare fuel cans in my truck if you don’t want to wait. It’s no trouble.” the man said.

“Oh well thank you, that’s so kind”, my mom said.

As the man went back to his truck, my mom stepped out of the car. Before I could say anything, she shut the door. I didn’t recognize the truck before, but that man was the same black man that raped me before. Now my mom was standing outside with him, totally unaware. Trying to warn her, I reached over and banged on the driver side window to get her attention. She turned around and opened the door, asking what the noise was all about. The man looked up from pouring gas in our car and saw my face. Our eyes locked on each other, we both knew, but mom didn’t. With her back turned towards him he dropped the can and grabbed a rag from inside his coat. He grabbed my mom and stuffed it into her mouth.

Mom struggled to get away from him but his grip was too strong for her. I got out of the car and ran around to try and fight him off in any way that I could. As I hit him over and over, he looked down at me and slapped me across the face hard. I fell to the ground and just laid there in pain. I saw my mom fighting to break free as he groped her breasts before hitting her across the face the same way as me. My mom was wearing a beautiful sundress that complimented her thin, athletic figure. She was the prettiest woman in the world to me. Her long blonde hair ran down her back just like mine, her face was so soft and she had the warmest smile. Now here she was being slapped around and abused by her daughter’s rapist on the side of the road. I couldn’t see her face as he lifted her dress up over her head and bent her down over the driver’s seat. He tore my mom’s panties of her body violently and began fucking her from behind.

I could hear the muffled screams and crying coming from my mom. She had the dirty rag shoved in her mouth, her dress wrapped around her head, and her head shoved into the seat as the man savagely fucked her. Laying on the ground in fear and pain, I listened to the sounds of my mommy’s ass clapping against his brutal thrusts. I heard her crying as she couldn’t fight back against him. Once again he had total power. He began to slam his hips into her ass as he made a series of loud grunts. Not long after I saw that familiar white goo dripping between their legs. He gave one final thrust then pulled out and turned towards me. My mom just stayed in that bent over position crying as he went back to his truck, got a wound up power cord, then walked back to us. He tied my mom’s arms behind her, the tied her to the car door.

Through all this, he never said a word. I tried to do something, anything. I got up and started running for home. I thought I could call the police or anything but it was no use. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me back, forcing me to the ground again. He pulled my shirt off and soon after my pants. He tore a hole in my mom’s dress so she could watch what was about to happen, without being able to say anything to stop it. Mom pulled at the cord around her arms trying to break free as the man bent me over the trunk of the car. He kicked my legs apart and pressed his cock back into my pussy. Unlike last time, there was no sharp pain when he first entered me. It still hurt as he was thrusting violently inside me, but this time my pussy was responding differently to it. Even though I was crying, and in pain on the outside, my pussy was feeling something else.

He had me bent over the trunk of the car, with my little tits pressed against it. He held my head down with his right hand and my thigh up with his left. Not to much time passed before he made the same grunting noises as before, and once again I felt that same goo swimming around inside me. After he finished, he dropped me back down and gave my ass a slap. He walked over to mom and again smacked her across the face, knocking her out, before untying her from the door. I ran over and fell into her arms. The man got back into his truck and drove off as mom and I just sat there by the car on the side of the road with a black man’s cum dripping out of our pussies. I had hoped this would never happen again but all I could think about was how this was what my life would be every where I went. Even as mom tried to assure me that everything would be ok, I knew that I would only be a target for perverted men and their insatiable desire to fuck me. It can only get worse for me as I start to mature into a woman like my mom. If a man can’t stop himself around me now as a little girl, what’s to stop him as a grown woman?

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