Red Confession: Ravished by Burglars in My Sologne House

The Sologne house chills my skin as I step inside that first July Saturday. Parents arrive tomorrow. I light the fire. Flames lick the hearth. Warmth spreads. I shower hot. Slip into sheer short nightie. Rocking chair cradles me by the fire. VHS porn from parents’ hidden stash whirs in the player. Hours of aching need since that train stare. Rough bad boy, stubbled, twenty-something. My pussy soaked then. Now, his ghost makes me throb. Nipples harden under wet spit fingers. Clit pulses like steel. Fingers fumble soft folds. Then rhythm returns. Juices slick my pretty cunt. Memories flood. Karine, first love here at fifteen. Licking each other wild. Then guys. But masturbation? Forgotten. Stupid. It revives everything raw. Finger dives deep into burning lips. Marc haunts me. Ex I dumped harsh. His tongue on my cute little pussy. Savoring his thick cock. Weeks ago, he claimed my tiny ass. Finger slips back. Wet surprise. Perineum tingles. Tight ring yields. Like his tongue probing. Screen screams. Girl howls impaled anally by monster cock. I slide to plush rug. Doggy. Ass blooms open. Finger plunges. Heart races. She takes two men now. Double stuffed. I hold breath. Push two fingers in as she does. Karine bragged of her cousins’ filth. My moans match the TV slut’s. I cum hard as they blast her face. Exhausted. Sleep claims me. Dreams pulse sensual. Crash shatters it. Glass breaks. Alone in this isolated beast. Trembling, I grab Dad’s pistol from drawer. Cold metal steadies me. Noises in library. Two shadows. Eyes adjust. Young thugs. White one, black one. Muscled. ‘Hands up!’ They freeze. Gun gleams. Black one smirks. ‘Drop the toy, pretty.’ No. ‘Shoes off. Pants too.’ They strip clumsy. Hands up. Shocks me. Cocks hard. Nightie open. My body’s on display. White guy’s tight briefs strain. Black’s boxers bulge huge. Irresistible. ‘Underwear too.’ They obey. Splendid cocks. Power shifts. I drop gun. Desire devours.

Tom white smirks. ‘Pretty cocks, huh? Drop shirt, Emmanuelle.’ I strip. They stroke. Glands shine. ‘We’ll fuck you good. No theft. Deal?’ Yes. I grab both. Kiss rough mouths. Stroke hard. Suck black Jimmy’s monster first. Tongue laps massive head. He grips hair. Forces deep. Jaw stretches. Acclimatize. Heaven. Switch to Tom. But back to Jimmy. Tom fingers my drip. No mercy. Digs pussy deep. Then ass. ‘Tight. We’ll double her.’ Fear spikes. But lust wins. Heart hammers. Jimmy can’t enter ass. ‘Lick it first.’ He does. Rough tongue. I guide. ‘Spread cheeks. Lick ring slow.’ He probes. I buck. Gland teases. Then slides in full. Sigh rips me. Tom yanks head to balls. Lick hairy sack. ‘First time!’ They pound. I buck like bitch. Tom swaps. Jimmy on back. I straddle cock. Tease with pussy lips first. ‘Fucking her slit!’ Slap stings ass. Impale. Tom fingers ass brutal. ‘Beg for my cock, slut.’ ‘Fuck my ass!’ Gland rips ring. Cry. Then shaft glides. Stuffed full. Tom grips hips. Pounds savage. Jimmy pinches tits. ‘Whore. Vicious bitch.’ Skin burns. Sweat rivers. Hearts thunder. Orifices stretch. Pain spices bliss. I scream filth. ‘Ruin me! Wreck my holes!’ They endure endless. Pace frenzies. ‘Drink our cum!’ On bed. Cocks over face. Hands fly. Torrents erupt. Mouth floods. Overflow cheeks. Chin. Tits. They wipe on me. Used.

The Fever Ignites

They dress. Slip out. Promise kept. No theft. I pull nightie. Crawl to bed. Collapse sated. Skin still scorches. Glow lingers. Morning. Parents burst in. Glass shards panic them. I spin tale. Hero girl. Gun scares thieves off. Mom fusses. Pale face? Doctor? No. Secret simmers. If she knew… the cum dried on skin. The unique blaze. Irreplaceable.