Moments Before!

The river was dotted with children splashing against each other. Some plunging and some swimming racing with one another. There were sounds of rushing water. Donkeys drinking along the edge of the river, men and women washing their garments, and birds flapping their wings while trees whistled through the wind.

The sun has faded. And I was concentrating on the four gourds in front of me I had yet to clean. It was always difficult for me to get used to cleaning them simply because I was disgusted by them. But Jonas insisted until it was no longer a problem for me. I liked cleaning them at the river because the water made the cleaning process easier. Jonas was very crafty. Almost all our plates and utensils were made of gourds. It was interesting to me to watch him carve them into anything he wanted and turned his skill into a business.

I was totally unaware that my body was partially exposed. As I plunged the gourd in the water, shaking it to get rid of the seeds stuck inside. my body corresponded with every movement making the uncovered part of my body more exposed.

I noticed that the boys gathered together whispering about something and laughing. I paid no attention to them because there were many interesting things going on around this time at the river so it was no surprise that they were loud.

Sometimes later, I decided that I was done with my task. The cleaning process for me was very easy. Jonas was a good teacher. He taught me many things and cleaning and carving gourds was very special. That was something we both enjoyed doing. It was not always fun for me at the beginning but Jonas was very patient with me. Now that he’s no longer here, I appreciated everything he did for me. I smiled to myself, satisfied that I had done a great job cleaning them. I filled each one of them with water, tied them together in two groups using a tree branch to hold them making them easier to carry.

The curves of my body shifted from one position to another as I lifted the gourds. The flimsy dress that I wore was clinging to my body revealing every detail of my curvature. All the while a few meters away some anxious eyes beheld me. His head slightly showed above the water. He laid motionless like a hungry crocodile preying its target. Alongside some children disturbing the water stream. He has been there for a while observing every movement, gazing at my graceful body.

It startled me when I turned, and finally noticed him. Our eyes met and held each other's gaze for a minute. I did not recognize him. And for a brief moment I felt paralyzed and surprised that someone was fixated on me. It was then I understood why he could not take his eyes off of me. I discovered I was exposed and quickly covered myself. I looked away and continued to fix my dress as if I had not noticed him there.

Around the same time, some of the boys began to laugh enjoying what they had just witnessed. I grunted at them as if to say have some respect but they continued to laugh not acknowledging my discomfort.

I slowly glanced his way again, I wanted to see if he was still there. This time I was careful not to meet his eyes. I was shocked to see how muscular he was and there was not an ounce of fat in his body. Though trying to avoid his eyes, I could not help looking at his face. He smiled when he emerged from under the stream, water dripping from his body. His eyes still held mine assuming his vision was a blur, I seem to have gotten his full attention. I felt violated and wished to never see him again.

I also noticed that he was not an attractive man. His smile did not help the situation. He had a flat nose with unusual wide nostrils. His red eyes made him look angry but I knew he was not. Perhaps he has been in the water for too long and It's a pity that his face did not match his body. I have never seen him before but I was not going to engage with such a stranger.

"What is your name?" I heard him ask as he approached me but my mind had drifted back to myself making sure that I was completely covered so I ignored him.

Suddenly, my jaw clenched and the burning sensation on my face brought me back to my senses. 'What the hell?' my mind was racing. I wanted to scream but I knew no one would hear me. We were surrounded by trees with tall branches that would carry my cries to oblivion.

He was now on top of me with his finger molesting me, probing me, claiming that he was making sure that I was still a virgin. His voice was hoarse and the stench of alcohol on his breath made me dizzy. I could feel his schlong hardened on the inner side of my thigh. I was resisting and found his strength to be more than I anticipated. I raised my right hand with a fist ready to pound his face but It was dark and I missed my target because he caught my fist before I could strike him.

He managed to capture both my arms with his left hand; he pulled my bra and grabbed my breasts. I was heavy chested, and I could sense that he became more excited. He then reached down and tore my panties.

"Stop, please"

I pleaded. The more I fought, the more aggressive he was, and became more excited. He unzipped his pants and exposed himself. He tried to secure it between my legs. My sudden abrupt move prevented him from penetrating me. Somehow I managed to cling my legs together and it startled him. He grabbed my face and squeezed without saying a word causing me a lot of pain.

The ground was unbearable beneath me but that was the least of my problems. I was overwhelmed with emotions and confusion. I thought of aunt Tina. How was I going to explain this to her? I thought of my neighbors, what will they say behind my back. and worst of all, if this man succeeded in taking control of my body, no one will marry me and my life will be over. I was not going to make it easy for him. I felt his grip loosened a little and I took the opportunity to hit his face.

That was a huge mistake on my part. He was infuriated. He did not expect to get hit so hard and that sudden move surprised him. He thought I was strong for a young girl and that excited him even more. My face knotted into a stressful grimace as I struggled to get away. I took a hard bite on his arm, penetrating his skin. I could taste the warm liquid seeping through my teeth but not much damage was done, at least I didn't think so.

To my surprise he did not make any sound and did not even flinch. He was full of adrenalin and wanted me even more now that I was fighting more.

"Please stop, I am begging you." I pleaded.

I was moaning with pain. The ground tearing into my back was very painful and unbearable. His heavy body pressed down on me, and he managed to pry my legs open.

"Oh no God please STOP"

I closed my eyes in disgust. And let out a desperate scream when he finally entered me. There was no turning back. I thought I was going to die; I did not know if there was any future left for me at this point. Tears began to fill my eyes. I have never experienced so much pain in my entire 15 years of life. I was devastated and my energy was drained out of me where I could no longer resist.

I stopped fighting because he was too strong. I stopped fighting because he was already inside of me pounding and making animal-like sounds. Everything was becoming a blur. I was no longer with myself. I was drowning in a waterless pit where I could no longer feel pain. My life couldn't possibly end this way. I wanted to vomit but my body went limp and felt that I was losing consciousness.

Invader's POV

The effect of the alcohol mixed with adrenaline was making me horny. This girl was young but strong. I tried calming her down to the best of my ability without revealing myself. I forgot how feisty she was. There was no turning back for me. I must have her.

I wanted to scream at her to stop fighting, I loosened my grip just a little so that I could pry her legs open. She must have felt my erection. She made a sudden move and closed her legs. Her moaning confused me. She moved her face away when I tried to kiss her. I supposed she felt disgusted with the stench of alcohol on my breath.

I was overwhelmed with lust. I acted like a hungry dog searching for food. I've had many thoughts about her ever since I learned Emilio asked Jonas for her. I couldn't touch her until now. This was not the way I envisioned sleeping with her. I wanted her to give herself to me freely.

I had been waiting to touch every inch of her voluptuous young body for a long time now; but when presented with this opportunity, it was my only chance to taste her. And much patience brought me to this moment. I felt a sense of accomplishment and enjoyment. She slapped me when I touched her Nunu. Much to my pleasure she was moist. I played with her a little in an effort to ease the tension in her body. Suddenly, she bit my arm but I was too high to feel any pain. I didn't know how much damage she had done but that was something to deal with later.

I felt like I was floating in ecstasy. The feeling that came over me when I finally entered her made me lose my mind. 'I am sorry Saintilia' I whispered to myself because I knew I was taking something precious from her. Before exploding inside of her, I pulled out and finished myself off spreading my juice all over her.

I didn't want her to get pregnant. Not only because it was her first time, but then everyone would find out about what I did including my wife. I felt a sense of triumph but then I realized that she was no longer responding. I checked her pulse and she was still breathing. I began to panic and could not decide what to do. Then I heard footsteps and I felt relieved knowing someone would definitely pick her up and bring her home.

My mind quickly became sober. I had to figure out what to do next before I got caught. As the footsteps got closer, the only thing I could do was pinching her hard enough to force some kind of noise out of her. I ran and hid behind a tree waiting to see the result. It worked. Her moaning was loud enough to attract the passer's attention.

I watched him pick her up and carried her. I believed he recognized her. She was still out of it. I guessed I would find out about her some other time. I waited till I could no longer see them to come out from behind the tree. It was then I felt a sharp pain in my arm and when I touched it, to my surprise a piece of skin was hanging and I was bleeding non stop.