Under an Oak Tree

This is a one shot. I don't want to extrapolate too much on every story I write because it divides my efforts and I end up getting nothing done and dissapointing all you loyal readers, so unless I get requests to continue this fic it should stay at one chapter long.

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The soft breeze of autumn brushed against Mikaela's face, gently caressing her porcelain skin and brushing away her woes.

Well, almost brushing away her woes. Mikaela sighed as she undid her jean's zipper, letting a hand slip under her laced panties to brush against her crotch. No one was around. Sam had taken Mojo to the vet, on account of the little chihuahua having yet again hurting himself and needing more painkillers; Sam himself had joked that Mojo probably deliberately injured himself just to get high.
Most of the auto-bots were in hiding, with the exception of Bumblebee, who was giving Sam and Mojo a ride, Ratchet, who had taken up the role of wheeling Sam's parents around, and Jazz, which the autobots had rebuilt using the sliver of the all spark but was still recuperating in Sam's garage.

Mikaela herself was getting a little annoyed with Sam's constant good boy attitude towards life. As much as she loved Sam for his quirky personality and sweet adoration of her, she was more than a little put off by his reluctance to consumate their relationship, much of it due to his nervousness about the actual deed and also his self-consciousness around the sentient autobots taking up residence in the Witwicky residence. Bumblebee insists on following Sam everywhere to protect him, but voiced his discontent with having the pair making out on his hood after a while. Mikaela herself had to admit that it was a major inconvenience. Sure the robots were fascinating, but god damnit, she thought, she wanted some action, and they made for some awkward bystanders.

So here she was, alone, lying on a picnic blanket under an oak tree in the park. It was Sunday morning, and asides from the churchgoers, most people either slept in or stayed at home watching TV. This spot had become very much hers for the past few months, with no one frequenting it.

Mikaela's fingers flirted with her own lips, rubbing against her labia. She closed her eyes and smiled, remembering one of the first things Ratchet had said upon meeting the two. [The boy's pheromone levels suggest he wants to mate with the female.] The comment at the time had triggered more than a little embarrassment, but three months later Mikaela wished that Sam would for once start thinking with his cock more.

'Damnit, Sam' she thought, 'sometimes you really are such a pussy'

Mikaela let out a soft moan as she slipped a finger into her pussy, pressing against her own clitoris. Indeed, her own fingers (and a vibrator) have been for several months the only things to touch Mikaela's womanhood. Even before hooking up with Sam, Mikaela hadn't bedded the school hotshot, Trent, on account that his obnoxious personality had caused her to walk out on him before anything had developed.

"Well well well, what have we here" came a male voice. Mikaela jumped as she hastily tried to pull her hand out of her undies and pull up her zipper. She never had the chance, however, as a pair of strong hands seized her hands and twisted them above her head. She recognized the face leering down at her, and a quick thought flashed across Mikaela's mind, 'Speak of the devil'

"Trent what are you doing, let me go!" yelled Mikaela.

"What are you going to do, bunny, scream? I've been watching you for weeks, no one ever comes here, and all you ever do here is fantasize about getting fucked real good." Trent said, straddling Mikaela and preventing her from kicking him. He was too powerful for her, and one giant hand was all he needed to keep both her struggling hands at bay.

"What the fuck! I said Stop it!"

Trent's free hand pushed Mikaela's shirt and bra up to reveal her creamy breasts.

"Stop it! You jerk! I said stop it!" yelled Mikaela.

"You know, bunnies like you always talk too much," said Trent, reaching down and slipping his fingers around Mikaela's panties. With a sudden jerk, he ripped the black underwear off, and stuffed it into Mikaela's mouth as she tried to utter more expletives.

"The loser doesn't deserve you," Trent whispered as he bent down next to Mikaela's ears. "He's probably never fucked you before, right? Otherwise you wouldn't be here fingering your cunt all the time."

"Yo Trent!" came another male voice, and Mikaela froze. It was one of Trent's football buddies. Two of them, in fact, and they were all bounding over to where Trent had her trapped under him.

"You told us to meet you here for...WHOA, isn't this that chick who walked on you?" said one of the boys as they recognized the girl under their leader.

"Yeah, and you know, she's always here on sundays masterbating when the good girls are at church. I think she just wants to be fucked hard" Trent laughed and said.

"Totally, dude, but what if someone finds out?"

"Well we better give her a good time then, hey Mickie" Trent said, turning back to Mikaela, "You were supposed to have put out for me ages ago, so consider this a make up with some interest. Just play nice and we'll make sure you enjoy it, k?" Mikaela could only shake her head, blinking back tears as she glared at Trent.

"Well boys what are you waiting for, I need the two of you to hold her down while I get her pants off." Trent ordered. The cronies complied most enthusiastically, one taking over grabbing Mikaela's hands, the other sitting onto Mikaela's stomach as Trent grabbed her legs and removed her shoes and socks. Try as she might, Mikaela couldn't get any sort of leverage against the three 200+ pound football players, and could only squirm in protest as Trent roughly pulled her jeans off, revealing two slender and perfectly toned legs. Her underwear having been removed for use as a gag, Mikaela's clean shaven pussy was bare for all three of her assailants to see.

It was almost as if the guys had rehearsed this beforehand. The two other guys each grabbed one of her arms, pulling them apart, and looped their other arms around her legs to keep them spread.

"You love cumming, don't you, you dirty whore," said Trent, sticking two fingers into Mikaela's pussy and thrusting them in and out. Her body having been already worked up by her own fingers, Trent felt wetness almost immediately. The number of his fingers inside Mikaela grew quickly from two to four, and his thrusting quickened along with it.

"Mmmmmph!" Mikaela moaned into her undies as she came, expelling her juices all over Trent's hand.

"That's right, you're just a horny little bunny wanting cock." Trent taunted, pulling his hand out of Mikaela and smearing her own juices under her nose so she could smell her own essense. He quickly undid his belt buckle, and pulled down his pants. Mikaela's struggles intensified, but to no avail. With experience, Trent defty positioned his already glistening member at Mikaela's entrance, and with a solid thrust, sheathed himself inside her. Mikaela could only moan in protest through the gag.

The supple feel of the struggling girl's snatch clasped around his phallus nearly drove Trent mad, and he began to plow Mikaela with abandon, smacking his crotch into hers with all the intensity of his large muscular frame. He didn't wait to see her response or to let her adjust, and with both his hands free from having to restrain her, he toyed with her ample breasts, squeezing them tightly as he thrust in and out of her.

Mikaela's body, worked up from her own and Trent's fingers, responded vivaciously, her juices lubricating, the soft squelch of her juices expelling around Trent's moving member and the slick sounds of their copulation mixing with her moans of both pleasure and distress.

Trent didn't last very long. His morning hard-on had been pushing agains this pants all the way from his house to the park, in anticipation of being inside Mikaela. He barely lasted five minutes before Mikaela felt him tense within her, and felt warmth splattering against the back of her vagina. Trent stayed embedded inside his conquest long enough to feel Mikaela climax beneath him for a second time that day. Feeling deeply satisfied and proud of himself, he pulled out of her.

"That's right," Trent bent down next to her ear and whispered, "You're just my good little bunny, and I'm reminding you how true that is."

Mikaela's breathing was labored, drawing and expelling air through her nose as her chest heaved in exertion. She felt wetness on her face, and realized that she was crying. Looking up at Trent, her eyes pleaded with him for let her go. Trent of course had something else in mind.

"Your turn." he said, turning to one of his mates, taking up the latter's position by Mikaela and restraining her limbs as the other boy had done, allowing his friend to have his go at Mikaela. Mikaela weakly tried to struggle, but could only shed tears of humiliation as she watched through wide eyes the second boy stripping down his pants in record time.

Having watched Trent fucking Mikaela and anticipating his own turn had already made #2 horny as hell. He displayed even less control as Trent had, pistoning in and out of Mikaela with little discipline. He tried to suckle her right breast as he fucked her, but his own haphazard rhythm made that too difficult, so he settled for what Trent had done, and gripped her breasts like a vice, rolling Mikaela's hardened nipples around between his fingers as he railed her below. Mikaela grunted softly as she sobbed into the gag, embarrassed at her own body's reaction to the rape. As much as she hated them, her hormones were flooding her body with an intense arousal that was clouding her judgement more and more.

Whatever lack of experience #2 had in comparison with Trent, he made up for in stamina. Mikaela came at least twice before the boy himself came, ejaculating his own load into her womb to join Trent's spunk.

The third boy got his turn after that, and Mikaela experienced first hand the size and girth of a full fledged linebacker, as the boy was not only the largest of the three physically, but possessed an proportionately large dick to boot. Mikaela squealed a little as he pushed into her, feeling pain as he filled her up, his large dick pushing the previously deposited semen past her cervix and into her uterus. When he started thrusting however Mikaela's squeals and grunts of pain came in a steady stream, her body driven hard against the ground as Her already twice used vagina nonetheless struggled to accomodate for the last of the trio.

As the thid guy didn't bother with Mikaela's breasts, the other two decided to occupy them, each taking one in their mouths and suckling them intently. Trent in particular grated his teeth against her nipple, elliciting moans of pain through the gag. The multitudes of sensation served to overwhelming Mikaela, and her sobs soon became indistinguishable from moans of pleasure through the make shift gag that was her panties.

Mikaela dimly felt a third wave of warm jizz flood into her, and breathed out in relief...finally they were done... She felt the slackening member being withdrawn...

Only to feel another one entering her almost right afterwards. Mikaela saw Trent hovering over her again, ready to fuck once more, his hard cock already slipping into her....

Nine loads of cum were shot into Mikaela's womb before the three boys were expended, having rotated twice more after the intial fuck-fest. Trent took out his cell phone and took a picture of Mikaela's snatch, a stream of white goo leaking from her, her tear-streaked face very much visible. Trent removed Mikaela's torn panties from her mouth, stenching the flow of cum from her pussy and pushing the black material deeply into her. Mikaela cried as the fabric was shoved none-too-gently up her crack.

"Just remember, cunt, you're just a little bunny, and you had this coming to you." he said. Mikaela, herself having cummed several times, was still woozy, and offered up no fight as the boys redressed her and left her there, laying beneath the oak tree.

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Yeah, a short and not too polished fic. After college finals are over I might revise it, but chances are I'm not going to expand on this. I have enough on hand as it is (Fat man remake, Legend...allegedly, Eden Prime)