Skating dress experience

When I was in 7th grade, I was unable to fall asleep because I was wearing a pair of my sister’s lavender ** and tan colored tights. My p—— was throbbing and sticking out of the top of the ** but under the tights. It felt so unbelievably exciting. Anyway, I went down to the laundry room and took my sister’s pretty short sleeved green.skating leotard with an awesome looking attached chiffon skirt off the hanger, stepped into it putting my feet into the holes and slid it up to put my arms into the armholes. It felt like electricity sliding up my legs but once the area where the skirt is stitched on rubbed up the shaft and head of my throbbing p——, I felt my legs wobble. Once I managed to get my arms through the arm openings and over my shoulders, a little straightening it out and I was good to go. I got my gym shoes on and proceeded to sneak out the basement door and out into the beautiful night air. I walked toward the lakefront which was only 5 blocks from our house. There was a park after lake shore drive that ran along the lakefront for about 30 miles, maybe more that I so wanted to get to. I fantasized about rollerblading down it’s many paved walkways dressed exactly the way I am now. The feel of the warm lake breeze on my tights and spandex clad body felt so ** and the chiffon skirt gently brushing against my tights bound thighs rustling and fluttering in the breeze tickling my b—- and my c—-, my head was really swirling and as I was walking the friction of the leotard in front against my still rigid p—— was bringing shivers through me, my stomach felt like I was on a rollercoaster and my adrenaline was a nonstop rush coursing through my body. A car was coming up on me from behind and I had nowhere to duck or hide from the view of it’s occupants once the headlights hit me. OMg, this is the first time someone is going to see me dressed in a girls skating outfit, at least it’s from behind, but will they recognize that I’m a boy? What if it’s the cops, I look at my watch, it’s after 1:A.M., I’m now in their headlights and I can sense that the car is slowing down, then I hear whistling and cat calls, then I hear guy’s voices asking if I need a ride, they’re calling me baby, they think I’m a girl ! They stop and two run towards me, I begin to run but they are on my grabbing me by the arm and the other by my shoulder saying hold up baby. They see my face and realize I’m a boy, the next thing I know I’m in the back seat of the car between two of them , they smell like beer and refer. They start rubbing their hands all up & down my legs from my knees up. Squeezing and rubbing. They drive toward the lakefront park. They park in a darker corner of one of the lots, my hearts beating so fast and hard as they drag me out crying and kicking. They spread a blanket on the beach, knock me down on it and the next thing I know is that I have a guy’s ** between my lips and I’m freaking out, I’m shaking my head side to side but at least one of them holds it still while another is forcing himself into my mouth. I eventually give in and I end up their **. If I’m good to them , they say they will take me home. I try to do everything the way each one says as I desperately hold back tears. It starts getting lighter outside when we make our way back to the car. My head is reading and my body is so sore. What do I tell my sister about the skating dress, my mom and everybody if anyone is up yet, where I’ve been, what happened to me, why I’m dressed like I am, why did I go out that late at night. They drop me off in front of our house and before they let me go they say they will be seeing me again and wave a cell phone saying or else they will show how much I wanted to do it and how I did so many things without any resistance. Not only was I in shock mode from what happened but now I’m horrified for what is in my future.

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