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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Heatmyzer...)
Rachel, now dressed in her superheroine persona known as Tight Girl, makes her way across the street into the dark park. She chose the name “Tight Girl” because she is so physically fit, that and the fact that all of her holes are still so tight, because aside from your meager six-inch cock, no man has ever entered her.
As she makes her way into the park the darkness swallows her, the tall trees blocking the moonlight. Rachel knows this park like the back of her hand as she jogs its paths every day in the safety of the sun. Entering the park at night, dressed as tight girl turns the familiar scenery into a horrorscape. Rachel imagines thugs and rapists lurking in every shadow, waiting for her.
Rachel knows the bathrooms in the park are well lit and have floor to ceiling mirrors, as she often stops to check herself out on her daily jogs. These bathrooms have no doors so they are always open and she has heard that sometimes at night junkies or homeless men congregate in them. Rachel has to see herself dressed as Tight Girl in those mirrors.
Tight Girl’s outfit is a small white crop top that barely wraps around her big, perky D-cup chest. The fabric is so thin that you can clearly see her large areolas and erect nipples trying to free themselves. A tight white choker around her neck slightly constricts her air flow, An extremely small skirt with a slit up the thigh barely hangs past her tight round ass. Under the skirt she is wearing a crotch-less white thong, thigh-high white pantyhose and a pair of four-inch ankle boots raise her small frame to the height of 5 foot, 8 inches. Her beautiful face is concealed only by the white mask that rings her big green eyes. Her orange hair is done in one long, tight braid that reaches down to her waist line.
Sneaking through the park at night, dressed in her slutty hero outfit has made Rachel uncontrollably horny. If her panties weren’t crotchless they would be soaked in her pussy juice. All she can think about is how incredibly sexy she feels dressed like a super slut, and how if any men saw her dressed like she is they would get huge boners and try to stick them in her tight holes.
She can now see the bathrooms. They are well lit so if there is anyone hiding in the shadows of the park they will most certainly see her as she goes to view her reflection in the giant mirrors. Rachel’s mind is consumed by the thought of men seeing her dressed as she is, them getting hard from looking at her. Her body is in overdrive thinking about being attacked by big hard strangers.
As she makes her way into the bathrooms she is greeted by her sexy reflection in the floor-to-ceiling mirror that she loves so much. Now truly seeing just how provocative she is, she can’t help but dance, watching her sexy reflection mirror her every move as she imagines how hard a strangers cock would become from her sexy display, how if any men were to see her she would have to struggle against them or be forcefully raped by their big, evil cocks.
As she dances with her reflection she sees how wet she has become; her nectar is glistening down her thighs. Slowly she lifts her skirt and begins to finger the entrance of her pussy while swaying back and forth, wishing she had an audience of well-hung men to watch her sexy display. She has made herself so sexually frustrated that the only thing that will satisfy her now is being forcefully raped by big raw cocks until they cum inside her. She forces a finger in her twitching vagina, pretending it’s a strangers cock forcing its way inside her.
The simple act of slipping a finger in her pussy is all she needed to bring herself to climax. She watches her reflection convulse and her pussy spray the floor with her female ejaculate as she slowly removes her finger from her spasming cunt. Having cum for the first time tonight she feels slightly better and is now able to focus on what must be done. There are evil men lurking somewhere in this park and she must find them and face them.
She gives herself one last look in the mirror before heading back out into the park. It begins to rain as she walks the dark path through the night. Up ahead she can hear several male voices. As it is now raining she assumes whomever they are, they likely took shelter under the bridge. The bridge is long and wide and the path that runs underneath is well lit by four lights built into the walls on either side.
Hiding in the shadows, Rachel can see eight men smoking and drinking under the bridge. They are all large men, black and muscular, the smallest of them being six feet tall. Her heart is beating its way out of her chest as she musters the courage to face them. Slowly she stalks her way to the center of the path, slipping into her hero persona. Emboldened, confident, her heels click loudly on the path as she approaches the group of men loitering under the bridge.
“The park is closed, you men need to leave,” she says as she approaches the group of men.
Somewhat startled, all eight men turn to gaze at the young woman walking into the light under the bridge. Rachel approaches the gang of men confidently, stopping a few meters short of the group, now fully illuminated by the light under the bridge.
She locks eyes with the group for only a moment as her vision is drawn downward. Not realizing that the rain has made her already-thin top almost completely see-through, she stares at the man as they stare back, their groins beginning to bulge. “Don’t make me repeat myself, you men need to leave, now!” she says as she unknowingly strikes a sexy pose.
The men can’t believe what they are seeing. A tiny white girl, soaking wet and half naked, demanding that they leave at once! They look to each other and, almost in unison, they all unzip their pants. Rachel’s eyes grow wide as she witnesses eight of the biggest, thickest cocks she has ever seen be freed from the trousers of the gang standing before her.
“You men are fucking disgusting!” she venomously spits at them. “I won’t tell you again. Leave!” she commands with a slight tremble in her voice.
At first the gang of men were taken aback by her commanding voice, but hearing the tremble in her voice and seeing that she can’t look away from their throbbing erections leads them all to the same conclusion. One man says, “Bitch, you’re about to get raped!”
“I’m warning you,” she says with more fear in her voice “Leave now or you’ll regret it.”
“Get this bitch!” one man says and the gang springs into action, all charging her at once
This is what she has been waiting for, a bunch of big-dicked horny men about to ravage her, but she is not going to make it that easy. The first man tries to grab her by the wrist but she twirls away from his grasp, spinning and running off into the night.
The gang gives chase, keeping pace only a few meters behind her as she sprints. She glances behind her and it looks like she is being chased by eight three-legged men. She runs under the light that shines in front of the bathrooms and turns to face the mob again. The fastest of them tries to tackle her to the ground but she monkey-flips him and springs back to her feet as the gang comes to a halt only a few paces away.
“Please,” she says, “don’t do anything you’re going to regret.”
“Get her!” one of them shouts.
Again she twirls away from their grasp, instinctively she back pedalling into the well-lit opening of the bathroom. Now she is well and truly trapped.
Rachel backs into the bathroom, stealing a glance at her unbelievably sexy reflection. The men slowly stalk their way in, massaging their thick poles at her.
“Please,” she says in a weak voice. “Don’t do this.”
The man she flipped is the first to approach.
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