Someone Put Something In My Drink An I was Raped Many Times

Did you ever wonder if you had been given the date rape drug? I'm wondering that right now. I'm embarrassed to say this but, I just don't remember how I got to this guys apartment. I'll start from the night it happened.

I got cleaned up and put on a spaghetti string summer dress with heels. I'm 20, 5'3", 105 lbs, bra length long blonde curly hair with green eyes. I wear a 34C bra and have a nice body. I hadn't been out with my friends in awhile. So, I was excited.

We went out and were having drinks. There were several guys milling around us. We were talking to them and they bought us some of our drinks. Now, I thought I drank too much. But, even when I drink too much I remember what goes on. I've never blacked out before. So, imagine my surprise when, drinking at the bar, is just about the last thing I remember.

The next thing I remember is waking up kinda waking up. I was trying to raise my eyes open but, could only lift them a tiny bit. Just enough to see a naked mans chest as he was pounding my pussy as hard as he could. Every thrust into me was so violent he gave a big grunting sound of hua hua huu, like the breath was being knocked out of him as he impaled my pussy.

I could feel his dick was big and I was naked along with being spread eagle on a bed but, I couldn't move. The next thing I remember is someone squeezing and sucking on my titties. They were so rough and then, I thought I heard two men saying something. I'm not sure but, I thought one of them said, she's got a tight pussy.

That's all until I woke up in the morning spread eagle, on a round bed, buck naked. I was so weak. I finally rolled over and saw a guy I remembered from the bar sitting, drinking coffee, reading the paper. He saw me and said good morning. I couldn't remember his name. I looked for something to cover up with. All I saw was a pillow. I ask him where the bathroom and my clothes were.

He got my clothes for me and told me where the bathroom was. I looked at myself in the mirror and I look like I'd fucked all night. My hair was wild. I couldn't believe I couldn't remember how I got there or what all went on. After I got dressed in my short summer dress I went out and ask him what happened last night.

He told me we came to his place and had a couple drinks, fucked like dogs and went to sleep. I ask him if there was another man here with him and he just said, no. I don't know if I believe him about any of it. I remember hearing a man say, she's got a tight pussy. He ask, didn't I remember? I said no, I don't know how I got here in his apartment. He said he thought I was okay when we came here. I said, I don't think I was.

I wanted to ask him if he put something in my drink but, I didn't know him and didn't wanna piss him off. I just wanted to go home. As I was moving around, slowly I realized my pussy was sore. I felt like I'd been fucked many times by King Kong. I wish I could remember what went on. I ask where my car was. He said, it was still at the bar, I rode with him.

That just doesn't sound like me at all. He said he would take me to my car whenever I was ready. I told him, I was ready now. So, he took me and dropped me off. He said, he had a great time last night. I said, yeah okay, see you later.

I couldn't quit thinking about that night. I did recall a couple things. I think I remember them as truths. I really don't think I'm making this up. A week later I remember hearing, turn her over man. Now, who would say that if they were by their self? I also think I heard, let me put mine in first.

I wonder if they were fucking my pussy with both their dicks at the same time. That would account for how my pussy is feeling. My ass don't feel like it was fucked so, I just wonder. The more I think about it the more I think I was drugged and fucked multiple times by two guys. That's all I remembered and haven't had any more episodes of remembering so, I guess I'll just have to live with whatever happened, happened.

It kinda scary, when you think what all could have happened. You just can't be too careful when out in public. And you can't trust anybody these days.