Please send your comments and suggestions, as the feedback is always appreciated. This story is written at Lara's request and I hope to do her fantasy justice.
Lara was 28 and it had been four years since her life was changed forever. She had just finished her master's degree at the young age of 24 when the most dramatic thing happened to her. Even four years later, the event was still in her everyday thinking.
Lara was brought up very protected and in a family that loved her dearly. She was a very beautiful young woman who was lucky enough to possess a body that left a permanent impression in every man's head. She was sexy by all standards and two years ago married Steve who she had dated for about three years. Lara was not very experienced in sex and that was maybe the reason for one fateful weekend having such an everlasting affect on her.
After fantasizing and dreaming about the weekend for four years, Lara decided the only way she could move on with her life was to see it again. She had to relive the dramatic events of that weekend four years ago when she was brutally ravaged by four boys. That was Lara's problem! She never considered the event immoral or sinful, but as something amazing and the most wonderful experience. She realized that what happened should never have happened, yet she dreamed about it every day.
Lara would be dishonest if she said the weekend was the worst of her life. She vowed to use the upcoming Saturday, and Sunday if need be, to fully grasp and understand what took place. She was determined to go over the entire two-day affair and relive what the boys did to her. Lara's plan was to look at her past, as if she was watching it happen in real time, and it would be like sitting in a movie theater. She would have a third person's view of her life, which she considered would alleviate the guilt and shame from what happened to her.
Lara's theater would be the spare bedroom in her home. Her husband was gone for a few days on a business conference, which meant she had all the time in the world to daydream. She came home from work on Friday and had supper all by herself, getting more excited with each passing minute. Right after eating, Lara rushed up to the spare bedroom and immediately stripped all of her clothes. She donned her skimpiest bikini and laid flat on the bed with her arms by her sides. It seemed like a stoic pose, but that was how she wished to start the flashback.
Even before she began the dramatic recollection of the action-packed weekend, Lara's emotions were at a feverish pitch. She needed to be dressed in her bikini, which might have seemed odd, but that was how she imagined herself when she was with the boys. Lara recalled how her eventful, babysitting weekend started and now it was time to go over exactly what happened.
The day, month or year didn't matter. It happened years ago when she was 24.
That weekend started just like many in the past. She had willingly agreed to babysit for one of her neighbors. The husband and wife went away for two days and needed someone to stay at their house to ensure their teenage son plus the house was looked after. At fifteen, Sax was certainly old enough to look after himself, but he would definitely starve to death and not do anything around the house. Lara often looked after Sax when his parents went away, so that weekend seemed like any other.
Lara arrived at her neighbor's Friday evening about seven o'clock. The couple was in a big hurry to catch a plane so they gave Lara some quick instructions and departed in a rush. Lara never thought anything was unusual when they mentioned that their son was having three of his buddies spend the weekend with him. At the time she found the thought quite thrilling in that she loved watching Sax and his friends pretend they weren't ogling her every move.
As she lay on the bed dreaming, Lara realized that she was far too naïve to realize what an obsessed teenage boy would do. She never knew her sexy body was all Sax talked about to his buddies and that one of them came up with the perfect solution for Sax's dilemma. He suggested they just fuck the blonde bombshell and do it in such a way that Lara couldn't report them to his parents or the police. The boy was a genius when it came to covert planning. In no time he suggested an almost foolproof scheme to Sax and two other friends.
At first, Sax thought his buddy's plan was ridiculous. Then he pondered it more and suddenly he saw the great potential. Kenny was right. Lara did wear the skimpiest bikinis and she certainly liked to parade around half naked. He wasn't sure about Ken's claim that the young woman did it on purpose, but the fact remained that his babysitter left doors open and she did wear very sexy clothes.
"C'mon. She's asking for it. Look at that fucking bikini she wears ... if it was any smaller, her tits and cunt would be hanging out," Ken said. "Remember last month when she hopped out of the pool and her titty practically popped out? For fuck sake, it took her forever to cover up."
As Lara looked back on the weekend, she recognized one of her troubling personality traits was her stupid attempt for attention. Now years later, she realized those cries to be noticed were the ones that got her in trouble. It was the way she dressed, the way she acted and the way she liked teasing the opposite sex.
Lara recalled how things progressed after she arrived. The family had a big pool in the backyard and only Sax was home, as his friends hadn't come over yet. Since Sax was busy playing Game Boy games, she decided to take a quick swim, like she normally did every time she babysat. When she was in the pool, the other boys arrived and Lara never gave a second thought about staying in the pool. Sax and his buddies stayed inside the house and now she realized they only pretended to ignore her.
Even though Lara caught them peeking at her every now and then, she didn't mind, thinking they were merely being typical teenage boys. She had no idea that they took great pleasure in watching her swim and they enjoyed her parading around the backyard. The thought of them taking advantage of her never entered her mind, as she was the one in-charge.
Sax and Kenny obviously knew Lara's routine since the boys studied her every move in the past. They played it smart when she got out of the pool and headed up to the parents' bedroom for a shower. Lara noticed how the boys stayed at Sax's Game Boy, which was in the games room, and it gave her a little thrill when they giggled as she walked by. Lara simply wrapped a towel around herself, so as not to show off too much, and rushed up the winding stairway to the big master bedroom.
She was in the middle of rinsing off the swimming pool residue when she heard a shrill yell. Lara instantly recognized Sax's voice and she panicked, not knowing what was wrong. She quickly shutoff the water and grabbed the first towel she could reach. Wrapping the bath towel around her dripping body, Lara rushed to the head of the stairs. She glanced down at Sax who was lying at the bottom of the stairs holding his ankle, as if he had sprained it severely.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" she asked. "Sax! Are you okay?"
"I tripped and think I sprained my ankle," the boy replied, trying hard to keep a straight face.
"Here, let me get you to the kitchen ... get some ice on it."
Just as Lara was about to start down the stairway, she got the surprise of her life. Sax's friend, Kenny, hit her in the back and grabbed the towel at the same time. The boy's shove pushed her off balance; all she could do was make a desperate grab for the handrail or wind up falling down the stairs. Completely naked and stretched out for all to see, Lara froze for a brief moment.
She steadied herself and then quickly stood up straight, tying hard to cover up. Lara held her right arm across her chest and put her left hand over her exposed crotch. She looked down the stairs at Sax who was now standing beside one of his buddies and then she looked up at Kenny who was with the fourth boy. Kenny held up the towel, almost daring her to make a grab for it. Lara trembled and waited for someone to say something, as she felt absolutely helpless. It might have been a few seconds, but at the time it felt like an eternity, as she knew the boys were all glaring at her.
All of the formalities were done and Lara now understood what led to her eventual downfall. She thought back to the fateful weekend and saw herself marching straight up to Kenny in a most determined manner. The two boys moved to stay in front of her and Lara noticed how they blocked any escape she might try towards a bedroom. "Look you little creep. Give me back the towel before I get mad," she yelled.
If there were defining moments in a person's life, this was one of them for Lara. Kenny merely growled at her. "And what are you going to do when you get mad?"
"Give me the towel you little twerp, or else!"
"Or else, what?" Then Kenny stepped towards her and she froze. The boy glared at her and his expression said volumes about how wicked he was. Looking back on it, Lara realized her biggest mistake was taking her eyes off the ringleader. She wheeled around when she sensed Sax and his friend approaching from behind. They were already at the top of the staircase and she realized there wasn't much time, as she was surrounded on all sides. In a flash, she decided her best option was pleading with the boy. "Sax! For gawd sake, make him stop ... make him give me the towel."
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