A school trip to a Catholic Retreat in Brazil ends with a group of 12 yo schoolgirls, and their Nun Teachers, being raped by Amazonian Tribesmen.
I had been desperate to go on this year’s school trip, in fact I had been looking forward it for several years.
Let me explain. I go to a very expensive Private school run by the Sisters of the Immaculate Conception. My older sister had also attended the same school and, ever since she went on the annual school trip to Brazil, she never stopped going on about it. It sounded fantastic, so I had been yearning for my chance to visit South America.
The Catholic Order that ran our school had a retreat just on the edge of the Amazon Rain Forest in Brazil, and it was there we were heading. It was an 18 hr flight from London to Manaus and then an 6 hour drive, by minibus to the retreat at Tranquillidade Ranch.
There were 12 girls and two Nun’s in the party and we were met at Manaus Airport by Sister Roberta from the ranch. She drove us out through the crowded city streets, through the suburban sprawl, through farmland along crude tarmac roads which eventually turned into nothing more than dirt tracks.
We were all shattered from the long flight, but it was impossible to sleep on the bus as it rocked and thumped over the rutted tracks it transversed. By the time we reached our destination it was already dark and we were battered and bruised.
When I stepped out of the bus a few things hit me. Firstly was the heat and humidity. I was instantly hot and sweaty. Second was the noise of the forest, a cacophony of insect chirps,whistles, whoops and growls. I couldn’t see or identify any of the creatures making the noises but there were frequent rustling of leaves and branches nearby. I felt like eyes were watching our every move from the dark forest shadows.
We were quickly escorted through the high gates of Tranquillidade, across a small courtyard and into a two story rustic building which stood next to a large stone church. The yard was lit by burning torches which had swarms of insects illuminated by the flames.
The hum of a generator could be heard as we crossed the yard.
Inside the main building, which was lit by electricity and was well air-conditioned, we were shown up to our rooms. There were two girls to a room which contained two metal framed beds, bedside tables with lamps, wardrobes and a chest of drawers with two rows of drawers.
Sister Aquila told us to get to bed and to unpacking the morning.
Jilly was sharing a room with me, which I was pleased about as she was one of my best friends. We fished our night clothes from our bags and got under the covers. I was asleep right after my head hit the soft pillow.
I was awoken from my sleep by shouting. It was pitch black. I reached for the bedside lamp and flipped the switch. Nothing happened. I got out of bed and followed the wall with my hands untilI found main light switch. That didnt work either.
The voices I could hear were definitely male and had got louder and sounded angry, although I couldn’t understand what they were saying.
Jilly woke asking me what was going on. I sssh’d her, listening hard to try to figure out what was going on. There was the unmistakable sound of a woman scream amidst the gruff tones.
I shuffled to the window and peeped through the curtain. What I saw terrified me. My eyes were drawn to the figure of Sister Bernadette lying on the floor surrounded by a number of figures who were tearing off her white habit. It was Bernadette who was screaming.
I watched her being stripped naked by what struck me as literally a bunch of naked savages. I ducked back end the curtain, shaking and close to tears. Jilly was still in bed and was asking what at was going on. She sounded frightened but not as frightened as I did when I told her what I had seen.
We heard a crash of doors being kicked open and the sound of running feet down the halls and up the stairs. Jilly and I hid under our beds shaking with fear as the sounds of bed room doors being booted open got nearer and nearer. Our classmates could be heard screaming as they were dragged away.
Our door slammed open causing Jilly to squeal involuntarily giving away our location. Strong hands reached under the bed and grabbed my legs. Despite my kicking, I was dragged out , hauled to my feel and forced along the hallway, down the stairs and into the main meeting hall.
All the Sisters and were lined up, Jilly and I joined the line.
In the harsh electric light of the main hall, we could see that the men were indigenous tribal people. All men, all naked and all aroused.
Most of the other women and girls were whimpering or sobbing and looking at the floor. I couldn’t take my eyes of the men and their penises which were frightening and exciting in equal measure. I had only seen diagrams in biology class but never a real life example, but now there were many of all sizes displayed right in front of me.
Each man also held a wicked looking spear making it clear what would happen if anyone tried to resist or escape.
They brought Sister Bernadette out from the line. She was the oldest of the Sisters I would guess she was in her seventies. It looked obscene to see her out of her robes, her large pendulous breasts and saggy buttocks wobbling as she was dragged and laid on the wooden flood.
Two young native boys, no older than us girls at around 12 yo, appeared from behind the tribal throng. I hadn’t noticed them before. They looked slightly comical with their tiny peckers sanding out in front of them.
The first of them took his place between Sister Bernadette’s legs. I watched with a mixture of horror and excitement as I realised the boy was going to violate the nun. The volume of screams and cries went up as the boy pressed his penis into the old woman’s vagina and began thrashing in and out of her. The other boy was playing with her big breasts and trying to get his penis into Bernadette’s mouth.
The first boy finished quickly. Causing the old woman to wail as she felt his sperm enter her body. He was replaced by the second boy who gratefully rammed his cock into the shrivelled old hole. He lasted even less time than the first, withdrawing and leaving Bernadette’s vagina open and dripping for all to see. She was inconsolable.
They seemed to have a system where the youngest men took the oldest women, meaning that the oldest men would be getting us. Why did I find that exciting? I could feel myself getting wet between the legs as I watched all of the nun’s being raped and the men starting to take the schoolgirls.
Tiffany was the first of us to be taken. Forcibly stripped of he nightshirt, bra and panties.She was lifted above the heads of the crowd, her naked body being displayed to to everyone and the men molesting her as she passed. She was finally forced onto all fours and a tall strong young warrior knelt behind her and forced his cock into her vagina. She screamed and the men cheered.
He was vicious, taking no account that the girl was only 12 yo and a virgin. Tiffany screamed in pain but I was getting wetter and wetter.
It was then that I noticed that the man I had subconsciously considered the leader of the band was staring at me and was smiling.
He was a formidable looking man, tall and very well muscled. He looked to me like he was about the same age as my father or maybe even older. His penis looked large and he had balls to match. When he turned slightly I could see he had fabulous buttocks. I flushed and felt faint.
He walked over and stood behind me. He was so close I could feel his breath on my neck. He took my long blond hair in his hand, raised it to his nose and sniffed. I was too scared to move.
He took the shoulders of my nightshirt and lifted the garment off my body. I felt so exposed standing their in my school bra and panties.
He circled around in front of me with a hungry look on his face, brushing his hands on my bare shoulders and arms, My legs were shaking.
He lifted my bra up over my head releasing my small breasts.My nipples were rock hard and my neck and chest flushed pink.
He knelt down in front on me, looking me in the face as he lowered my knickers and made me step out of them. He lifted my panties to his nose. I could see they were sopping wet. He grinned and reached between my legs. I widened my stance to allow him access to my vagina without him having to force me and maybe hurt me.
The touch of his fingers on my bald virgin vulva was like an electric shock causing me to gasp. He began to rub his fingers all over, brushing my clitoris sending sparks of pleasure throughout my body. He stood behind me and I could feel his hot cock on my bottom cheeks and I shivered with expectation.
He said something to his tribe, then scooped me up in his arms and carried me upstairs and into the nearest bedroom where he deposited me on the bed.
He gently brushed my hair from my face and kissed me on the lips. His breath was a bit unpleasant, but his lips felt good. His cock was resting against my leg and I could feel it twitching.
I reached out and took hold of his organ, my fingers not fully encircling its large girth. He look shocked and his body stiffened. I let go fearing I had offended him, which was laughable in hindsight given what he and his men were doing to us.
He relaxed and put my hand back on his cock, guiding my hand up and down the shaft. Once he knew I had the idea of what he wanted ,he let me get on with it,whilst he explored my body.
His hands went everywhere, squeezing my breasts and buttocks and probing both of my holes. His fingers settled on rubbing my pussy.His attentions were giving me such pleasure as I had never known. His cock felt fantastic in my hand and my body was responding to his every touch.
He lay me on my stomach and positioned himself above me. He pushed his penis hard onto my bottom, grinding himself between my cheeks and kissing my ears, neck and shoulders. I wiggled my bottom in appreciation causing him to groan.
He shuffled down my body, rubbing his member on the back of my thighs, calves and feet as he kissed down my back and onto my bottom. He stuck his tongue between my cheeks and licked down my clean little ass crack to tight bum hole. It felt really odd but good.
When he was done, he flipped me over and did the same on my front, pressing his cock onto my hot, wet pussy, grinding against my clitoris and kissing my face, ears and neck, before moving his dick down to my thighs and his mouth onto my tits.
His tongue on my nipples felt fantastic and I could feel something new. happening to my body that I couldnt explain and which had never happened before. As he sucked each nipple I felt like I was on the edge of something, but I didnt know what, I only knew it felt amazing.
I was squirming with pleasure by the time he moved down and put his mouth on my aching vagina. His tongue did something and I felt like I had tumbled off the edge of the world. My body exploded with pleasure emanating from a deep pulsing from my pussy into my tummy. Wave after wave washed over me and still his tongue was working its magic between my legs.
My nipples felt on fire as I rubbed my hands over them. He had my buttocks in his hands and squeezed them as he pulled me harder onto his mouth. His tongue invaded my front hole for the first time and I realised I had been longing for something to touch me in there. I didnt know why it felt so good, i just knew it did and I was moving my hips against the warm, wet invader to maximise the feeling I was getting.
He released my bottom and grabbed my feet, still with his face between my legs. He angled by feet and placed his cock between the soles.His cock felt massive hot and very hard as he fucked my feet whilst performing oral sex on me.
Although I could hear the cries and screams from my classmates, i was far too immersed in my own experience to fully take it in.
My pussy was the centre of my universe. The source of all pleasure, more pleasure than I thought possible. I wanted his cock inside of me. This was not a fantasy, it was a primal need.
He kissed, licked and nibbled his way back up my body so that his groin was pressed against mine. I could feel his cock probing and jabbing against me before it hit the target. My vagina was stretched as he entered me.
I had expected it to hurt a little, or at least be a little uncomfortable, but it wasn’t. Even when he pushed through hymen, taking my virginity, it felt right. I was aroused , relaxed and well lubricated, accepting his length gratefully. I thrust my hips to meet his, my body a sweaty mess with hormones racing through my bloodstream feeding my sexual fire.
My body shook with another seismic pleasure wave causing my pussy to massage the penis buried inside of me. He blew air out from between his teeth in response.
He took the opportunity to change position, bending me over the edge of the bed and re-entering me from behind. It felt wonderful as the pressure of his penis subtly hit different spots inside of me. His rhythmic movements like an internal massage lighting up the pleasure centres in my brain with blissful sensations.
I loved the way my bare bottom felt every time his body pressed against me. I pushed back hard, forcing that cock deeper inside me. I loved the feel of his rough hands on my small breasts, my pleasure increased by the knowledge that he was enjoying my young soft body as much as I was enjoying his old hard body.
I dwelt on the notion of the brown savage Amazonian beast ravaging this young innocent English virgin. Something about that concept drove me wild with desire. It was like I had been waiting for an experience like this to transform me from child to woman.
His thrusts became more urgent until he stopped altogether and I felt his cock jerking in my pussy, squirting his Brazilian seed into my English womb. Each jerk was accompanied by a guttural scream from the man impaling me.
His deflated cock flopped out of me and hot liquid crawled out of my cunt and down my thighs.
He released his grip on my tits and allowed me to climb onto the bed and collapse in exhaustion. He pushed me closer to the wall and lay beside me, his arm around my body pulling me against him.
I awoke and it was light. My body ached all over but especially my groin muscles and my pussy inside and out . My thighs were crusted with dried semen and my virgin blood. The man who deflowered me was gone.
I made my way to my own room on unsteady legs, I cleaned myself up and dressed. Only then did I think about the others. With trepidation I made my way downstairs and into the main hall.It was empty. I searched the rest of the ground floor and found no one.
Finally I tried the Church where I found everyone else. They were praying and sobbing, clutching the remnants of their shredded cloths to their battered bodies. There were no signs of our attackers.
The Brazilian Police descended on Tranquillidade later that day taking statements, swabs and photographs. Medics treated the various wounds. We also had members of the British Embassy arrive and help us arrange travel back to the UK.
Back in the UK my distraught parents took me to a Harley Street Clinic to get me checked out for any sexually transmitted diseases, a HIV Test and, of course, a pregnancy test. Thankfully all were negative.
Some of my school friends and Nuns were not so lucky. Two of the students were pregnant and one of the Nuns was too. The episode took its toll on the mental health most of the victims. This wasn’t helped by the intrusion from the tabloid and tv media.
I had no really negative after effects whatsoever. I had to pretend that it was awful and traumatic, but whenever I thought about what happened to me, it just made me horny. My “attacker” returned most nights in my dreams, ploughing my insides with that beautiful cock and encircling my body with those strong arms. I would wake orgasming in puddles of sweat and my own juices.
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