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I was walking home from the canchita in the neighborhood with my butt really sore from being convinced by five guys to let them fuck me. It hurt a lot and I even cried a little when they gave it to me, but I had held out because I'd seen my mom getting blown by some guy who made her feel like her holes were meant to be filled. That afternoon at the canchita, I felt just like I knew my mom did when someone lowered her pants or put a cock in her mouth for her to suck it off. I knew I had let myself get treated like a slut and that's what the guys kept telling me as they pushed their cocks into me. Take that, you slut! You're going to shit your guts out tonight! Goyo said to my old man while he was screwing me. When the five of them finished with me, they left me lying face down among the bushes with my bum full of cum, my mouth sore from sucking them off, my knees muddy and with marks on my ass, tits, and waist from their grabbing. I got up, put on my pants, pulled down my skirt, and walked home like a duck, dripping with cum. I thought I'd get home before my mom but that day she had arrived earlier than usual. She was in the kitchen when I got there, tried to go to the bathroom before she saw me, but as I passed by the kitchen door, she caught sight of me. Dolores! What happened to you? she said, looking really scared. Na? nothing, Mom. -Like nothing. Come here? Have they done something to you? Has it been a rape? she wondered, enraged. I lowered my head and didn't know what to say. Finally, I decided to tell the truth rather than provoke a police case with a lie. I replied, No, Mom, I wasn't raped. I let them. My mom looked at me with her mouth open. I thought she'd be angry with me, but instead, she just said, But daughter! How could you have let yourself get treated like that? Who was it? -The guys from the canchita, Mom. -The ones? She asked, her tone questioning. How many of them were there? -Five, I said, my head down in shame. thread of voice.
-with 5, I screamed Mama, you left me open for 5 guys!
I didn't respond but my mom kept going.
-they used condoms, won't they have gotten me pregnant?
-no, I said, they didn't give it to me up the pussy.
My mom looked at me trying to understand.
-only gave it to me up the Booty I said and it hurts a lot Mom one of the dudes had a big one and it hit me really hard.
-oh... My girl? do you understand? those brutes broke my bum. Do you know when they broke mine even younger than you and I didn't have anyone to take care of me. Come on let's go to the bathroom I'll show you how they left you and I'll heal you.
-thanks Mommy, I said because it hurts a lot the black one that had it very fat until it made me cry.
My mom looked at me while we were going to the bathroom and with her hand on my head she said.
-Dolores, my girl, you've been very sincere with me telling me without lies what happened to you and I must be sincere with you even though I'm sure you've already seen it too they made me cry many times when they gave it to me hard there.
-if Mom. I know she said
-in the bathroom Mom took off my dirty dress from the rolled-around that had been given to me and she said
-by God!!! How do you have this underwear. They must have poured a liter of cum on you, it's all soaked through
I took off my underwear and threw it in a bucket, I looked at it and it was full of white semen globs and pink parts
Mom said. ?Daughter! they've torn you open, you have it raw, even pulled out a little blood. ?oh, what brutal men are with easy-to-convince women.
-that's why they called me a slut Mom?
-if my dolo, if you take off your underwear for five guys who want to screw you, you're a slut for everyone.
-do you know what they said to me while they were doing it Mom?
-what daughter?
-they said I was a whore like your mom
Mom looked down and didn't say anything else.
-I helped myself wash, washed the ass that same afternoon the guys from the neighborhood playground had torn open, she put a cream on it, took me to my bed, covered me up and gave me a kiss on the forehead and said I ask -Daughter? Who is that little black guy who gave you a hard time?
-I think his name is Gorosito, I know him as the black one, he lives next to the hardware store, the one with the little sister and the big brother.
-Is it the brother who works at the factory?
-Yes, that one, at the factory where you work? Do you know him?
-Yes. I know him, my mother said, and I noticed a strange grimace on her face? when she turned around it seemed to me that I heard my mom muttering? It's a family gift
author: Dolores