All characters are over 18.
"Bunny, I told Marc you with your homework. Your brother is real smart."
"No mom. Marc and his buds always tease me about my purple hair and pointy tits." My perky boobs did stick out like rockets, with sharp pink nipples, like an inch long. In gym class were always the longest.
Once my brother's buddies got drunk and said they wanted to screw me... called me a jizz hole... a fuck socket... a sweet piece of fuck-candy. They stared at me like I was naked.
I told mom. "Oh honey, that's just how guys are. Tits and twats drive 'em crazy."
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"Now Bunny, what's this homework assignment?"
"We'll Mom, I have this S.A.P. thing at school. Sexual Assault Protection."
"Bunny's gotta practice getting raped." Marc grinned at me. "Who'd want to rape you anyway? Have you seen your hair? It looks like purple weeds."
"Fuck you Marc! Now I just gotta like practice fighting off a rapist."
"Ha, you shouldn't fight him. You should thank him."
Mom smacked Marc. "Help Bunny with her homework. Now!"
"Him?" I giggled and let my eyes go to his zipper. "He doesn't have anything down there a girl would be afraid of. Janey told me all about your pencil prick. That every time you guys screwed, she fell asleep."
"My prick is monster big. I'll show you!"
"Whatever dude. You're still gonna help me with my homework right? You really have to try and rape me. Like when I'm not expecting it."
"Got it." Marc laughed. "But no cheating. Don't wear like eight pairs of panties and three bras and..."
"OMG! You ain't never getting that far!"
"So you want assaulted when you're least expect it?" He rubbed my neck. "You look tense sis, so we'll start with a massage." Marc sat me on his bed, massaging my shoulders. "I told you that you'd like it."
"Yeah, but if you think you're going to like surprise me and jump me or something..." I glanced over my shoulder. Marc flashed an innocent smile.
"Never sis, I just like to massage pretty girls. And you'd be one hot twat if it wasn't for your hair."
"I'm not a twat! And lots of guys like my hair."
"Sure. Blind guys." Marc massaged my back but his fingers kept catching on my bra strap. "Bunny, can you take that damn thing off?"
"My bra? I ain't getting naked for you."
"I didn't say get naked, just lose the bra."
"You gonna play nice?" I asked, feeling goosebumps on my tits. "Okay, but don't look. I ain't showing you my boobs." Marc turned his face away. I pulled my bra off and threw it at him.
"Thanks stupid." His hands massaged up and down. It was definitely better without my bra. "Now lie down for a deep massage." Marc pushed me forward, laying on my back. His hot breath on my neck made me shiver. "Sis I'll tell you a special secret. It's about you."
"Me?" I giggled, and for some reason my nipples hardened, and my pussy itched inside... Taking a deep breath I waited.
"First let's take off your blouse."
"No!" Marc tugged at my blouse. "Stop, you're gonna pop the buttons. Okay I'll fucking take it off. Don't look." Squishing my tits on the bed, I slipped off my blouse, leaving only my plaid skirt and pink panties. My bare back was ready for massage.
Then I heard Marc unzip. He yelled. "Don't look!"