I’m a 15 year old girl who lives next to a super creepy guy in his 40’s. At the beginning of this summer, he somehow got into my house and he raped me, I was 14 then. My mom was travelling for work (he knew this because he’s friends with her) so I was home alone. It was the morning and I was still in bed sleeping when he attacked me.
I’m small, 5’1″ and thin, and he’s huge I’d guess maybe 6’3″ and fat. I didn’t wake up until he was on top of me and he put his hand on my mouth. The first few seconds I was in shock but then I started to squirm around trying to get out from under him, which was impossible he weighed at least 300 and I’m not even 100. I could feel his hands yanking my p****** down to my knees and my night shirt went over my head. I that’s when I realized he was naked because I could feel his p**** rubbing against my b***.
This went on for a while, he just laid there on top of me and rubbed himself back and forth while I felt his erection growing. He let go of my mouth I was to scared to do anything because I say his eyes, they were huge and he looked possessed with his mouth hanging open and he was breathing weird. This went on for what felt like forever when he got up and flipped me over, dragged me to the edge of the bed and spread my legs out. I was literally sobbing at this point because I could see his erection and it looked like it was going to kill me. It looked so disgusting and was all slimy and was bent at the tip.
He lines it up and I guess I thought he was going to go slow but he just starts jerking it at me and it keeps poking me. I’m moving around the whole time trying to get away and eventually he pushes down on my stomach so hard I yelp, pinning my to the bed while with his other hand he lines it up and pushes in.
This didn’t feel good like I thought s** would, this was by far the most painful thing I have ever felt in my life. It felt like my insides were being ripped open with a red hot iron. I actually threw up from the pain it was so bad, and instead of screaming I just froze and couldn’t breath. I looked up and he was just standing there with his eyes closed and this horrible smile. He didn’t get all the way in though and after a bit he started this horrible thrusting to push in farther. All I could do was cry and cover my face while his hands were grabbing my hips as he forced himself into me. It felt like the end of his erection was poking my belly when all the sudden he started this weird groaning and pushed into me and that’s when I could feel his thing jerk and he ejaculated into me.
I got sick again at the thought of him unloading inside me, and he just shook for a few seconds and then stopped.
He didn’t pull out though and he stayed hard. I tried to say something but he just punched me in the stomach and started thrusting again. Only this time it was different because I could feel this wet sticky stuff coming out of me and his balls made this horrible slapping sound whenever he went into me. I tried turning my head away but I just saw him in my mirror so it didn’t help. He grabbed my b**** with his hands and squeezed them so hard I started crying again, he would pull on them to match his thrusts and they turned purple. This went on a lot longer. He got really sweaty and it was so disgusting it was like dripping down onto me. He ejaculated again and this time he stopped but he layed on me so I could hardly breathe.
He fucked me two more times that day. When he was done he showed me a video that he had set up on my night stand and told me if I ever told anyone that he would post it. I’m now forced into having s** with him twice a week and sending him nudes every day. Someone please talk to me I don’t know how much longer I can do this

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