Raped for Practice - A true story

This story is based on what happened to me ("Lisa") in my early teenage years. This story contains non/barely-consensual sex between a new adult and a minor.

Lisa rings the doorbell of her best friends' house, but she quickly realises that her surprise visit won't be going as planned. The door opens, but her friends' older brother Oliver stands in the doorway instead. “Hey Lisa, Olivia isn't home, but want to come in anyway?” he asks. Lisa was bored at home, so she figures she might as well hang out with Oliver instead of going back to being bored. She enters the house, and Oliver closes the front door behind them.

After grabbing drinks for both of them, Oliver walks into the living room where Lisa is already seated. He looks at her, and notices her developing body. “You're starting to look cuter every month, do boys bother you yet? You're thirteen, right?” he asks. Lisa shyly looks at the drink in front of her, but then looks up at Oliver. “I turned fourteen a few weeks ago, And um, I guess? I don't really care about boys too much.” Something about Oliver's face suggests that it wasn't the answer he was hoping for. He takes a sip of his drink and continues: “Happy birthday! Are you into girls instead, then?” Lisa's eyes widen, shocked at the thought of lesbianism. “No, no! I do prefer boys then, I guess.”

Oliver smiles. “Good choice. I definitely prefer girls. I'm nineteen, but honestly, I prefer girls your age.” he admits, perhaps a bit too freely. Lisa's face turns red, giving Oliver the chance to continue. “Now I'm sure you've had some attention from boys already, little tomato-face!” he laughs. “It's okay, girlie, I know what it's like to discover these things. I remember jerking off for the first time, I bet my face was just as red after I had finished! Do you ever play with yourself?” Lisa feels her face getting even hotter, but she was raised to be polite, to never ignore a question. “I um, I've rubbed myself a few times, I like how it feels.” she carefully admits.

He feels his penis swell at the thought of young Lisa fingering herself. “I jack off every single day, a huge spurting ejaculation feels so good! I'll be honest, I've even blown a few loads to the thought of you in the past.” Confusion hits Lisa as she hears these unfamiliar terms. Ejacu-what? Blow a load? She has no idea what he's talking about. “What do you mean, blow a load?” she asks. Oliver just smiles back at her. “It seems like you have a lot to learn. It means to orgasm, like that nice feeling you have when you're rubbing your little pussy.”

Olivers eyes suddenly seem to light up. “You know what, we're the only ones in the house now, do you want me to teach you some things? You're going to have to know about this stuff by the time you get your first boyfriend, you know.” Lisa looks down at her drink again. “I don't know, I don't even know what I would need to do with a boy.” Oliver stands up from his seat, and sits down next to Lisa. “Let me teach you, then. We'll start at the basics, we don't have to fuck right away.” he says, hardly hiding his true intentions. He places his hand on her shoulder to literally grab her attention. “Have you ever seen a boy's body? We can go to my room, and I'll show you mine, then I can teach you about guys.” Lisa hesitates, but reluctantly agrees. Oliver stands up to lead the way. “Let's go, girlie.”

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They enter Oliver's bedroom. A clicking sound reveals the fact that he just locked the door behind them. As Oliver steps aside, Lisa can see that the key remains in the door, so at least she's not locked in. Her attention is pulled away from the door by Oliver stepping towards her. “So, little Lisa. Have you ever done anything with a guy? Hug, touch, kiss?” His arms reach out to grab her shoulders. Lisa feels the strong grip of his hands, and looks up at Oliver. “I hugged my dad before, and my uncle, but not like how you mean. Um, the same goes for kisses I guess. At least I hope my uncle doesn't mean it like that” Oliver pulls her face closer to his. “Let me teach you, then.” he says, right before planting his lips onto Lisa's. Lisa awkwardly puckers her lips to kiss him.

A few small kisses later, Lisa feels her body relaxing. Kissing a guy is not as scary as she thought it was! Oliver lets his hands slide down from her shoulders to her waist, and pulls her body against his. “Open your mouth a little this time.” he softly commands. He presses his lips against Lisa's, and she does as she's been told. She slightly opens her mouth, and feels how Oliver's tongue runs along her lips, trying to push its way inside of her mouth. When the tip of his tongue makes contact with hers, she pulls away. “Sorry.” she apologises. “It's a weird feeling.” she explains. Oliver smiles. “You just have to get used to it, then you'll love it. Come here.” He pulls her close once again, letting his hands slide down to her hips as he presses his lips against Lisa's for another kiss. This time Lisa opens her mouth a bit more, and even returns the favour of licking against his tongue once she feels him making contact with hers. Lisa places her hands on Oliver's waist, and softly moans while they continue to kiss.

After Oliver ends the kiss by stepping back, he lifts his shirt and pulls it off. “It's time for you to see a guy's body.” he explains. He pulls down his jogger trousers and steps out of them, he's left standing in front of Lisa in just his socks and bulging boxer shorts. Lisa can't help but to look at the bulge. Her heart rate spikes, she's never seen a guy in this kind of way before. When her gaze eventually meets his eyes, he points at her T-shirt. “I'll happily take off my boxers, but I want to see your sexy skin as well, I really want to teach you some things for when you get a boyfriend.”

Lisa hesitates, why would she need to be naked? He's meant to teach her about boys' bodies, not about her own… Peer pressure eventually sets in. Lisa pulls her T-shirt over her head, revealing her bright yellow bra. Oliver lets out an audible sigh at the sight of Lisa's budding breasts, covered by only a thin piece of bright fabric. “How about those jeans?” he asks, barely hiding the craving to see everything Lisa has to offer. Lisa unbuckles her belt and unbuttons her jeans. She grabs the denim fabric, but then pauses. “Please don't laugh.” she begs. Oliver just nods back at her, his eyes frozen with excitement. Lisa pulls down her jeans, revealing bright pink cotton panties that don't quite fit any more, they ride up at the back, showing a bit more of her butt cheeks than the manufacturer of the undergarments intended.

“Come here.” Oliver commands. He grabs her butt as she steps towards him, and he gives her another French kiss. Lisa moans; this is the first time she's truly being touched by a guy, the skin-to-skin contact is nice, and those kisses are starting to feel better every single time! A slight tingle awakens in her clit, and her hands start to explore Oliver's body, eventually finding their way to his butt. Lisa's hands softly knead his skin, and Oliver is now fully erect because of her touch. They both feel how his erection is poking against Lisa's stomach. Lisa steps back and looks at the tent that is now pitched within Oliver's boxer shorts. Oliver pulls the waistband back into place. “You're interested, huh? Want to see it? Want to know what it looks like when a guy jacks off?”

Lisa nods; all these new, exciting feelings are keeping her mind locked in to Oliver's body. Oliver pulls down the waistband just slightly, exposing the base of his erect penis. “Before I show more, I want to see all of you. It's only fair.” he exclaims. Lisa doesn't hesitate; her curiosity to see his penis has taken hold of her. She puts her hands behind her back and unclasps her bra. She lets the straps slide off her shoulders, and the bright yellow bra hits the floor in front of her. “Oh holy fuck, your little tits are fucking hot!” Oliver can barely contain his excitement, looking at the topless fourteen-year-old in front of him, caught in his so-called training session. “Keep those pink panties on for a bit longer, I don't want to blow my load just yet.”

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Oliver pulls down his boxer shorts and quickly steps out of them. His erect penis points directly at Lisa's body. He grabs his penis firmly and starts masturbating in front of Lisa. Just a few strokes in, he feels like he's going to burst. He lets go of his erection and grabs Lisa's breasts. Her nipples have become stiff, and they tickle the palms of his hands. A French kiss follows; he moans as the tip of his cock pokes her belly button. He can't help but thrust slightly, as if he's trying to penetrate her stomach. Lisa breaks up the kiss and looks down at Oliver's erection. “I've never seen a hard one, it looks so strong.” she says.

Oliver grabs his penis and jerks it a few more times, slowly. “Thanks, sweetie. I think you need to experience how strong a hard cock really is. When you get a boyfriend, it'll be important for you to know what sex is like.” Lisa hesitates; she continues to look at the slow, jerking motions that Oliver is making. Oliver lets go of his penis and grabs Lisa's pink panties. He pulls them down partially, then continues to hold a firm grip on them as he looks into Lisa's eyes. “I really want to fuck you, Lisa. I promise it'll be good for you, and you'll learn important things for the future.”

Lisa hesitates; she looks up at his smile and figures he knows what he's talking about. “Alright then.” she finally accepts. She feels how Oliver loosens his grip on her panties but pulls them down a bit more before letting go. Lisa pulls them down all the way, and they drop to the floor. Oliver grabs her shoulders and holds her at arm's length. Her young, perky breasts were a dream to touch, her nearly flawless skin has a certain glow that he can only find in early teenagers, and her vagina is barely surrounded by thin, light pubic hairs. Oliver's cock jumps in excitement; pure lust has replaced his teacher façade. As far as he's concerned, there's no turning back; he's fucking this girl.

“Get in my bed.”

Lisa gets on Oliver's bed and looks at him in anticipation of the lesson she's about to have. As Oliver approaches the bed, she watches his erect penis swaying. She puts up her hand to stop him. “Don't you need, like, a condom or something? I did learn about those in school.” she says. Oliver quickly answers. “Don't worry about that, I know what I'm doing, so a condom won't be needed. I don't need the practice anymore. That's why I'm teaching you now.” His confident, blatant lies manage to trick Lisa, and she lays back on his bed, ready for him to mount her.

As Oliver climbs onto his own bed, and pushes her legs open. He plants a single kiss on her pussy lips and follows the kiss with a single lick. A jolt of pleasure shoots through her spine; that lick was a feeling that she'd never felt before. Will sex be that good as well? She snaps out of her thoughts when Oliver is face-to-face with her. He kisses her while lowering his body onto hers. His hands explore the skin of her sides, sliding up to her breasts. He moans through their kiss; the softness of her breasts overwhelms him once again, and he feels his erection tighten.

Oliver pushes himself up slightly so he can grab the base of his cock. He aims his swollen tip at Lisa's labia and slowly builds pressure. Her folds give way surprisingly easily; her body is aroused even if her mind is incredibly naive. They both softly moan with pleasure as his cock slides into her much younger body. Oliver thrusts, quickly pushing the entire length of his penis into her vagina. A painful grimace appears on Lisa's face. “Ow!” Oliver kisses her and slows down his thrusts. “It only hurts the very first time you do this. When you have a boyfriend, it won't hurt at all.” he assures her. Oliver watches as Lisa's facial expression slowly changes back into a playful smirk; it seems like the pain has subsided.

Oliver starts thrusting a bit harder, his hips humping into Lisa's body, his cock fully inside her at each thrust. Her fourteen-year-old flesh feels amazing around his nineteen-year-old member, this might be the last time he'll ever catch a girl this young, and nothing will stop him now. He's going to fuck his little catch until he drains his balls inside of her. His hands find her breasts again, and his thrusts pick up speed. He has never experienced the amount of pleasure that he's getting from the tightness of Lisa's essentially childlike pussy. Lisa tries to kiss him, but he ignores her lips. All he cares about now is her body and the desire to pump his semen into her cervix.

He manages to peel his hands off her breasts and places them on either side of her body; he pushes his upper body up until his chest is hovering above Lisa's. His hips get to work, thrusting even harder. The intense sensations in his glans are screaming at him to take a break, but his primal instincts say otherwise. He knows that he's about to cum, and his teenage catch feels too good around his cock. His moans get louder and longer. His thrusts suddenly lose their rhythm; his entire upper body shudders uncontrollably as he lets out one final loud moan. He pushes his cock all the way inside Lisa and stops thrusting.

Strong pulsations start to wave through the length of his cock, announcing his orgasm. Powerful jets of fertile sperm shoot out of his unprotected cock, right against Lisa's cervix. He starts to breathe heavily; he moans loudly as his cum-pumping cock fills her teenage pussy. A total of twelve spurts later, his orgasm slows down. He opens his eyes and looks at Lisa. Her eyes are vacant. Oliver notices how the tight flesh of her pussy is now pulsating even tighter around his emptied member. She's actually having an orgasm! He's surprised that he managed to make her feel that amount of pleasure, so he decides to wait a little longer until pulling out.

As her pulsations subside, he finally pulls out his already half-limp cock. Semen instantly starts to pour out of Lisa's vaginal opening onto his mattress. Oliver steps off the bed and puts on his boxer shorts. He grabs his jeans and looks up at Lisa, who's still in his bed. “Better get dressed, you've got to go now.”

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Later that day, Lisa finally realizes what truly happened. The 'practice sex' was just an excuse for him to use her! His only goal was to fuck a teenage girl who was way too young for him, and she fell for it! She let him orgasm inside her without using a condom. She gave up her virginity for a nineteen-year-old predator who saw his opportunity to pray on a naive fourteen-year-old. He didn't even seem to care about the fact that he might have gotten her pregnant. Lisa runs off to the shower, hoping to wash the sudden dirty feeling from her body. Half an hour later, she enters the living room wearing only a thin bathrobe. “Mum, can I start using the pill?”