When I was 8 years old I was raped by both my older brothers, Gavin and Paul, they were 13 and 15.
It was late Sunday afternoon and I had just got out of the shower, wrapped in my pink fluffy bathrobe I was sitting on my bed drying and brushing my hair, I felt some water trickle down my body and it dripped down my pussy and gave me a tingly feeling.
I guess that was the moment I properly started to notice my pussy as something other than just were I pee from, I sat on my bed with my legs spread wide apart, and I started exploring my pussy, using my fingers to pull the sides apart and look at the bright pink innards, I started touching myself and found out where it made me tingle when I touched it.
I was playing with my pussy and feeling pretty good when my bedroom door suddenly burst open and Gavin walked in, he was shouting because he thought I took his pens from his bedroom, I was sat facing the door so he saw me with my legs spread and saw my naked pussy, I quickly closed my legs and closed up my bath robe.
“What were you doing?” he asked, smirking at me.
“Nowt – Get out of my room.” I shouted, “Mom, Gavin’s in my room and he won’t get out.” I shouted.
But mom wasn’t home, she had gone to take some leftover chicken to my grandma’s a few streets away, “Mom’s not here.” He said.
Then Paul appeared at my doorway, “What’s she shouting for?” he asked.
“I just saw her playing with herself.” Replied Gavin.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“She had her legs open and she was fingering herself up her pussy.” He replied.
“No I wasn’t!” I snapped, because that’s not what I was doing.
“She did, I saw it.” He said.
“No – I – Didn’t!!!” I screamed, they made me angry, I jumped off my bed, ran over to them and tried to push them out of my room, they were a lot bigger than me, I was pushing them against their bellies, they fought with me, grabbing me as I tried to push them out, in the struggle Paul grabbed my bathrobe and it fell open, I was pushed and somehow I fell out of it.
I was on the floor on my hands and knees and they were both staring at me because I was naked, I stood up, pushed them again, then realised I was naked and tried to cover my pussy with my hands, “Get out.” I screamed, I tried to take back my robe from Paul but he held it up, too high for me to reach.
“Move your hands, let me see your pussy.” Paul said.
“No.” I replied, and ran over to my bed and got under the sheets, “Go away. Mom. Mommy!!” I shouted, even though I knew she wasn’t there.
They closed my bedroom door and came over to the bed, they yanked off my bedsheets, Paul got behind me and held on to my arms with the back of my head on his lap, Gavin kneeled in front of me between my legs, holding them apart with his knees, and he started feeling my pussy with his fingers.
“Stop it.” I said.
“Put your finger in.” said Paul.
“Should I?” he asked.
“No!” I cried.
“Yeah, go on. Put it in.” said Paul, egging Gavin on.
Gavin pushed his finger in the gap of my pussy, I could feel the pressure of his finger pushing against my hymen, he pushed really hard and I felt a sudden sharp sting as he finger went inside of me, it was pain like a papercut, “Argh-Ouch.” I cried, when he pulled his finger back out it had a little blood on it, he had popped my cherry, as they say.
“What does it feel like inside?” Paul asked.
“It’s warm and wet.” Gavin replied, putting his finger back in me.
“Come here, hold her.” Said Paul.
“Why?” Gavin asked.
“Just come and hold her for a minute.” He snapped.
So Gavin changed placed with Paul, and while Gavin held me down, Paul pulled his pants down and exposed his cock, I stared at it, kind of mesmerised for a minute because I’d never seen a cock before, it looked weird, but then I came to my sense, and as I watched him stroke it, and it started to get bigger, his cock was really big in comparison to my small body, he had it aimed between my legs, it was then I realised what he was going to do with it, “No. No. Mom. Mommy!!” I cried out sobbing.
Gavin put his hand over my mouth to silence me, Paul shuffled up towards me and he rubbed the tip of his cock up and down my pussy, “Are you going to do it? – Are you going to fuck her?” asked Gavin.
“Just keep her quiet.” He replied.
He pushed his erect cock inside of me, it really hurt as he squeezed it in my sole hole, I could feel my insides stretching open and moulding around the thickness of his cock, he started off gently tapping it in, moving it deeper and deeper inside me, when he had enough of it inside me, he started thrusting harder.
He leaned over me, propping himself up with his fists on the mattress at my side, he thrust faster and he was fucking my little pussy, and he didn’t seem to care that it was hurting me and I was crying.
I didn’t know how to feel, it hurt, it felt wrong, bad, naughty, I felt betrayed by my brother’s, I was scared, angry and helpless, but occasionally I got a buzz, an intense tingle shooting through my body and it made me feel good, happy even, my body was sending me mixed messages.
He groaned out loud and stopped thrusting in to me, I felt something new inside, he had ejaculated and put his seed in me, he slowly moved his cock in and out, I guess making sure his balls were empty before pulling out of me.
“Did you do it? – How was it?” asked Gavin.
“Good…” he breathed out heavily, “…Try it, Bro.” he said.
They swapped placed, and Gavin got his cock out, but it took him a while to get it erect, I guess he was nervous or something, but he managed it and he put it inside of me and fucked me, it was still hurting but by now I’d got used to it, so I wasn’t crying anymore, I just gave in and let him do what he was doing until he finished and came inside me.
They both got off my bed, Paul picked up my bathrobe and threw it at me, “Here.” He said.
“Wait – What if she tells mom?” Gavin asked.
“She won’t tell. If she does, we’ll burn all her dolls.” Paul threatened.
At that time, at that age, my dolls were my world, I loved them more than anything, so I never told on them for fear of them burning my dolls, and they would have done it too.
This is the first time I ever told anyone about this, a memory from my childhood that I will never forget.