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Ever since that night I've been so insatiably horny, when I'm at home, when I walk by the park, when I'm at school all I can think about is those filthy men using me. It's been so bad that once my parents go to sleep, I fuck myself with my fingers till I pass out. I want to go back so bad; I want them to take it even further than they did last time. So, that night after I start to fall asleep after finger fucking myself till I was too tired, I told myself I was going back this Saturday.
It had been three weeks since I last went back, I'd been busy with volleyball, school, hanging out with friends, going out with family, but this weekend was my chance. My parents told me they were heading out for the weekend down to the valley; they asked me if I wanted to go, but I told them I already had made plans with friends. They didn't mind, I had already spent a lot of time with them.
Friday night, I stayed up late picking my outfit that I'd wear that night; I emptied my closet and tried on outfit after outfit. Most of the time, I was walking around my room naked because I kept changing and whenever I walked by my window. I had this feeling that I was being watched, but I didn't pay any attention to it.
I had stayed up so late that I slept through my parents leaving and by the time I woke up it was two in the afternoon. I got out of bed and looked around my room and it was a mess, my clothes were all over the floor, and my window was still open. I walked over to my window and went to close it and when I looked down from my window, I noticed that my neighbors kitchen window was open, and he was walking around his house. I closed my window and turned around to clean up the mess I'd made and while doing that, I found the outfit I wanted to wear that night.
I passed the day either playing games on my Switch, napping, or fingering myself as I watched porn. The hours passed by quickly and before I knew it, it was already nine PM. I got out of bed, took off my pajamas, which were just a black tank top, and some booty shorts. I grabbed my things, and I walked down to my parent's bedroom because I wanted to use their shower. I always liked their shower, it was big, glass panes, a rain shower head, a bench inside, and it had a lot of room, more than one person needed for themselves.
While I stood there, letting the water run down my body, I started to fantasize about them. What would happen if they found out where I lived, it wouldn't be hard, I'm just a short walk from the park. How they would force themselves inside my house, push me down on my knees, and make me clean their filthy cocks with my mouth. How rough they'd be with me, pushing my face into the floor, pulling my hair, spanking my ass, groping my tits, and raping my pussy.
I lost strength in my legs when I came after rubbing my clit to that fantasy, my moan echoed in the bathroom, but it was drowned out by the sound of the shower. I finished in the shower, got out, and I went back to my room to finish getting ready.
The outfit I picked were clothes I didn't mind either getting dirty or ruining. I decided not to wear a bra, I pulled my shirt over my head; nothing special just a tight white crop top shirt. I slipped into a pair of Kalvin Klein panties and a pair of my volleyball shorts that made my ass look good. I put on some make-up, again, nothing special just some eye liner, lip gloss, and that was it. No point in making it look good if they didn't care how I looked anyway.
I grabbed my phone, texted my friend to let her know what I was up to and to share my location with her, so she knew where I was. I turned the lights off in my room and checked the windows and doors before I walked out the front door. I hid my key in my usual spot, underneath a small pot plant which held my baby cactus. I checked to make sure I locked the front door and then I looked around to make sure I didn't see anyone around, walking around or driving.
When the coast was clear, I took off and made my way to the park. It was a nice night, I loved living here in the mountains especially during the monsoon season. The pine trees smelled so sweet from the rain, and it was nice and cool which was nice. I decided to walk down the alley rather than walk down the street and have someone notice me.
Again, the closer I got to the park, the more anxious I got; I could feel my heart racing and I had butterflies in my stomach. When I made it to the park, I looked around again trying my best to make out anyone or anything at the park. I didn't see anyone walking around, I didn't see anyone parked, so it looked like it was clear.
I walked towards the gazebos again, looking around to see if they were anywhere near, but I didn't them or any one for that matter. I decided to take this time to hide my phone, I looked for a spot I could get to easily and that they wouldn't see it. I noticed a trash can in the bathrooms, it had some tiny legs that kept it off the ground. I went inside the bathroom, grabbed some paper towels, and wrapped my phone with them and then I slid it under the can. I looked around again, just to make sure no one was watching, luckily there was no one around still.
I walked over to the table underneath the nearest gazebo, I stepped up on the bench and turned around and sat on the table. I didn't know if they were coming or not, so I sat there and waited. It felt like forever, I didn't see anyone for a while. Just the occasional car driving by, which scared me because I thought they might be the police, so I'd hide whenever someone did drive by. Luckily, no one pulled up to the park and they just drove by.
I don't know how long I waited, it felt like I was waiting for a long time, but then I heard voices. At first, I couldn't tell where they were coming from since they were far away, I could hear some shouting followed by loud laughter. As they came closer, I could see it was a larger group than last time, at least eight of them. I could finally hear them better as they walked even closer, they were laughing and shouting, and that's when I saw that a few of them had bottles in their hands.
Pretty soon they were close enough I could see them better, it looked like the five that were here last time were part of the group, but the other three. One of them was a tall Black guy, another one was a white guy he was as tall as the new Black guy, but he was skinny, and finally the other one was hard to see, he was behind a couple of the other guys.
Soon, they were standing by the bathrooms when one of them looked my way and noticed me.
"Well- Look who's back. We were wondering when you'd be back" called out one of the men from the group. He stepped forward and it was the same guy who'd taken charge the last time. He walked over towards me and the rest of them followed behind him, they all stayed silent, but I could see a few of them with smiles on their faces.
"Who the fuck is this bitch, Kyle?" one of them asked, staring at me and then looked at the guy who called out to me.
He smiled as he stared at me, "Oh this?" he said as he pointed at me, "this is that piece of ass I told you let us feel her up and didn't even call out for help. Fuck. I think she even liked it."
I hated that what he just said turned me on and that it was true. I didn't hate it, I loved it and that's exactly why I was back tonight.
