The sailor raised up, saliva dripping from his leering lips as he fought to get his pants pushed down around his knees with one hand, while he kept the other at her throat, ominously. Linda trembled and coughed, knowing now there was nothing to be done. His mouth was set in a permanent sneer-like grin that made her wonder if she was going to live whether she screamed or not; and as he positioned himself between her wide-spread thighs, she thought only to appease him… to live! His only thought was to hammer his lust hungry cock into her tight little cunt.
Gripping the thick, heatedly throbbing penis with one hand, he guided the blunted head toward the wet opening between her quivering pussy lips, and once there, he pushed his hips forward, anxiously trying to bury his long hard length inside. "OOoohh, please! I'm a virgin! You're hurting meeeee!" The pain gave Linda the courage to plead with him, but she stopped abruptly when his hand struck a stinging blow across her face. When he thrust hard forward with his hips again, she thought she was going to pass out. The lubricating fluid that her fingering of her own vagina had brought forth made his entry at first much less painful than she believed, but then as he plummeted deeper into her hopelessly stretched pussy, she felt certain she was being ripped in half.
"Oh, fuck, you're a tight little cunt," the sailor groaned as the thick head of his cock was wetly gripped by her vaginal mouth. He stared down at her hair-covered mound, seeing the pink pussy lips stretched wide by his thick pulsating hardness, and he lunged again – driving deeper up into the moistly cringing virginal passage. Linda thought it would never end as he thrust inch by agonizing inch into her heated belly; and when she felt she couldn't possibly take any more, he shoved forward driving even deeper into her. Then, finally, her abdomen rippling with pain, she felt the bushy tips of his pubic hair brushing her inner thighs. It was all she could do to keep from screaming at the top of her lungs.
The rest didn't last very long. Her assailant kept groaning over and over again, "Oh, fuck! What a cunt!" And he wildly drove his long hard cock in and out of her, the spongy purple head striking deep within her belly. She could only whimper and sob in response – visions of her damnation whirling through her mind as her naked young body was ruthlessly raped by the drunken, lust-insane sailor.
She didn't want to look at him, but her fear and shame made her keep her eyes open; and she hopelessly stared up at the cruelly leering face above her as her tender young cunt was plundered with a quickening fury. The brutal sailor gripped her long blonde hair with one hand, pulling her head up from the ground and shouted, "Look, chick! Look at my prick!" And through tear-blurred eyes she saw his hard wetly glistening penis buried into her young body. Even as she watched, horrified, she saw his long shaft pulling slickly back out until only the very tip remained inside. The silky blonde strands of her pubic hair were matted down with moisture, clearly outlining the pinkly flushed flesh of her ravaged young vagina, and he drove into her so hard that his groin slammed against her with a thud, and her eyes watered so much she could no longer see.
He groaned once, then again, as he fell forward with the full weight of his body pressing into her nakedly heaving young breasts. His grinding motions became jerky and quick as his elongated penis made vicious thrusts into her wetly sucking cunt. Deep in her belly the head of his ramming cock seemed to swell up to an impossible size, filling her until she thought she would burst apart from the pressure, and she moaned her agony of sexual fire that ripped through her body, "Oooohhh, please, oooohhhhh!"
His body seemed to consume her every part, for her neck tensed where it had been savagely nipped with his teeth; her breasts were squeezed by his weight, and her long legs high and forced out wide around his hips as her ex-virgin cunt was pierced and battered by his lusting, hammering cock. Spasms gripped her belly as he suddenly drove to an absolute maximum depth in her painfully stretched pussy, and his head went up as his back arched in a great curve… just at the moment the fire raged from the lust-swollen tip of his wildly jerking penis.
Sperm shot into her wetly cringing young womb like molten lava from a volcano; squirting out again and again as he shrieked his climax through tightly gritted teeth. And Linda groaned as her belly sizzled with the heated liquid – sharp, burning, stabbing bolts of white fire; never-ending.
He raised up, finally, the cruelly leering wide grin still cutting across his sweaty face, and she knew that it was over and done. Fearing for her life, she remained frozen and quiet, as he hovered over her, his breath coming in hot gasps, like a devil-dragon from hell.
Later, it was the sight of the sailor's smirking face that had stayed with Linda like a horrible nightmare, not the actual rape itself. He had left her there naked in the clearing as he found her, save for one important difference. Her virginity was gone, but in its place he had left a seed implanted; a seed that was to grow in her belly and give her a child. Rick!
She had been able to pull herself together quickly enough to make her way home before her mother and father would become suspicious of her lateness. This she was grateful for, for in her fear, she had absolutely no intention of telling her parents what had happened. Doing so would mean admitting she was where she shouldn't have been, and though it was possible for her to lie about her state of dress at the time, if the sailor was picked up, there would certainly be conflicting stories. Her only choice was to act as if nothing had happened – that she had been at the choir rehearsal.
What she had not counted on was her pregnancy!
Linda ignored the early signs of her pregnancy like she could actually wish such an event away, and this fact made it all the more difficult for her to explain when it could no longer be hidden. It was nearly five months after the incident in the park when the confrontation with her parents occurred, and in spite of her frightened, sincerely abject, tearful confessions, her story never really sounded believable. While she wasn't physically thrown out of her home, she did become a mental outcast, and her life with her parents became increasingly difficult as her due date drew near. It had been arranged for her to go to a home for unwed mothers, and after Rick was born, Linda decided she could not return home. With money saved for college expenses, she struggled on her own for a year; and when the baby was old enough to be taken to a sitter, she got a job as a file clerk with a company south of San Francisco. She worked hard, going to a secretarial school at night, and eventually she got a good paying job as an executive secretary. Through it all she avoided any kind of contact with her family, though not because they hadn't believed her about the rape. It was her guilty feelings, feelings she carried with her all the time, for in the back of her mind she knew that she had almost enjoyed that brutal rape by the sailor.
Thus, Linda put sex and men out of her mind, looking upon both as crude and brutal and dirty. She never dated men, but instead devoted her time to improving her professional life and raising her son, Rick, in the best way possible. Everything went along fine – she believed herself happy – until one day she woke up and realized that her son was almost a man… Now in addition to the problems of Karl Williams' persistence about a date, there was Ricky…