Her Boyfriend Raped Her

Fbailey story number 558


Her Boyfriend Raped Her


One Friday night Cindy came running into the house crying, she pushed me out of her way, and rushed up to the bathroom. Mom and Dad have their own bathroom and we share one that connects to both our bedrooms. Needless to say I went right up to my bedroom and walked through the bathroom like I always do. Cindy was standing in the shower with all of her clothes on crying and leaning against the shower wall. I removed my clothes except for my underpants and got in with her. She hugged me tight to her body and just cried. I adjusted the water to a nice pleasant warmth and held her firmly. I had never held her like that before and she had certainly never let me. She did not even mind my one hand on her ass cheek. I was prepared to tell her that the shower faucets prevented me from holding her higher, but she never objected.

I rubbed her upper back and her lower butt until Cindy calmed down enough to say, “Ted raped me tonight.”

I was going to say something but I couldn’t think of anything to say, so I just held her tighter and listened.

Cindy said, “We were making out when he tried to go further and I said no. I think I got him too excited because he couldn’t stop. My jeans and panties were around my ankles while he ate my pussy, then I was trapped. I couldn’t get away and I couldn’t fend him off. He shoved his cock into me hard and it hurt. I was not wet enough inside yet and he dry fucked me. My hymen had been broken years ago and I had used one of Mom’s dildos a lot lately but he still raped me. Technically I was a virgin until that. I feel so dirty and his cum is still in me.”

I said, “We need to tell the police.”

Cindy said, “I can’t do that, he’s my boyfriend.”

I said, “Then I can. Leave your clothes on and stay right here. I’ll be right back.”

I called 911 and reported the rape. I bundled Cindy up in two of my blankets and took her down to the living room. Then I called Mom at work and asked her to come home immediately.

The police had Cindy taken to the hospital, Mom and I went to be with her, and Ted was arrested. He was eighteen years old and an adult in our state but Cindy was still under seventeen the age of legal consent in our state.

After several hours of staying in the hospital, being poked at, and questioned, we were finally allowed to take Cindy home.

She was much calmer when we got there. I help her take a real shower and neither one of us were wearing anything. Mom had given her a bottle of douche to use first but Cindy didn’t feel clean inside. She allowed me to poke my fingers around in there to check.