Confessions of a Rapist
Chapter 1 - Eve
I don’t actually know her name, but since she was my first ‘experience’, I thought I’d just call her Eve. I happened upon Eve quite by chance. It was the end of a long evening of cruising. I like to cruise the local apartment buildings looking for the occasional sneak peek, but I hadn’t had any luck and was more frustrated than when the evening began. I was turning out of the back lot, driving slow to get that one last look, when I saw something in the bushes next to the drive. I glanced over and spotted a young woman peeing. Before I could think about what I was doing, I turned off the engine and jumped through the bushes behind her. She was squatted down with her jeans around her ankles and was so startled she fell forward with her arms pinned beneath her. Her feet were tangled in her jeans, and prevented her from getting up. Before she could move, I jumped on her back and pressed her hard into the ground. I covered her mouth with my hand, pulled her head back and whispered into her ear, "If you make a sound, you’ll never see tomorrow."
To emphasize my point, I pulled her head back even further and squeezed her bulging throat with my other hand. I held her like that for a few seconds, cutting off her air supply. I then asked her if she understood and she quickly nodded yes.
I couldn’t believe what I was doing, it had all happened so fast. I had never been a violent person, but there I was, about to RAPE this innocent girl. For a moment, I thought about jumping back into my car and getting the fuck out of there before I did something really stupid. After all, the worst thing I had done before that was peek in a few windows. Always from my car. And there was always something they could have done to stop me, like close the curtains. But there I was, forcing this girl to do something completely against her will.
After a few seconds of deliberation, I began to feel Eve’s body beneath mine. I had relaxed my grip on her throat, but she was still breathing very quickly, making her body rock under mine. My crotch was pressed into her naked ass and her rocking pushed me over the edge. My cock had never been so hard and the thought of what I was about to do had me shaking almost as much as Eve. I decided if I was going to do this, I had better do it before somebody happened to walk past my car and notice us. Besides, if I didn’t do something soon, I was going to blow my load in my pants.
I didn’t trust her enough to uncover her mouth, so I reached down with my free hand, undid my belt and fly and pushed my jeans down to my hips. I had a hell of a time getting my underwear down far enough, but I finally managed. At last I could feel my flesh touching hers and the first few drops of my precum bubbled out. I pushed my hand between her legs, and was surprised to find her cunt dripping wet. I whispered into her ear again, "You’re really getting into this, aren’t you slut?"
She shook her head no, but I wasn’t paying attention. I raised my hips up, and pushed the head of my cock into her cunt. With one steady push, I buried my 8 inches into her until my balls pressed against her thighs. She let out a muffled groan and tried to squirm away, so I squeezed my hand tighter on her mouth until she stopped. I then pulled out, keeping just the head of my dick in her, and then I buried myself again in one steady push. By now, her pussy was soaked and I was able to develop a steady rhythm.
Lying there in the dark, behind the bushes, I could only hear the squishing sounds made from fucking, and her muffled moans. A thousand thoughts went though my mind of all the things I could do to this girl as I reached my free hand under her to grope her tits. She was still flat against the ground, so I raised up just a bit, and pulled up on her. She raised up too, giving my hand free access to her chest. I made sure her arms were still pinned so there wouldn’t be any vain attempts to get away. At first, I softly caressed her firm tits. They must’ve been just about perfect 36c’s because I could just about get one cupped in my hand. I then slid my hand into the neck of her shirt and under her bra. I rolled her nipple around in my fingers, pinching the tip of it, which made her squirm. As I pinched harder, I fucked harder, stabbing the entrance to her womb with each thrust. After a few moments of this, I could feel the cum boiling up in my balls but I didn’t want to cum just yet. I raised my hips just far enough up for my cock to slip out of her cunt and slide up to her tight asshole. Her body tensed and she shook her head no as she realized what I had in mind. I pressed my mouth against her ear, ran my tongue around in it, then told her to relax. I reached down to my cock and wiped it up and down her pussy, spreading her juices around her ass. Finally, I tightened my grip on her mouth, held my cock to her asshole, and pressed all my weight onto her. She let out a deep gurgling sound as I forced my cock past her tight asshole and into her bowels. I could feel her hot cunt lips mashed against my balls as her asshole tightly clenched the base of my dick. It was absolutely wonderful. She was shaking really hard, which caused her asshole to work the base of my cock like a tight fist. I moaned in her ear, "That’s it Baby, milk my cock with your ass."
I bit down on her earlobe and slid my hand back into her shirt, then I squeezed her tit as hard as I could, digging my nails into the soft flesh. The pain made her squirm about, which just made my cock feel even better. I raised my hips until I could feel her spincter gripping the head of my dick and then jammed myself back into her as deep as I could go, causing her to writhe under me. After about a dozen strokes, the sensation on my over excited cock was more than I could stand. Wave after wave hit me as my hot spunk jetted its way up her bowels.
I lay there motionless for a few moments in a complete state of bliss. Meanwhile, Eve still wiggled under me, trying to find a comfortable position. My cock was still jumping, spitting every last seed into her ass until, at last, reality sunk in and I knew I had to get away. As she lay there sobbing, I let go of her mouth. I turned her face to mine, looked deep in her eyes and said, "Do something stupid now and I’ll run you over!" I pulled my half-limp cock out of her ass and was struck with an idea. I rolled her onto her back under me and kneeled over her face. Cum glistened on my cock in the faint light. "Clean me up so I can go." At first she hesitated, but then she obediently opened her mouth and sucked my dick in. As I looked at her tear streaked face, I noticed how cute she really was. She was about 22, maybe 120 pounds and had dark brown hair. She actually sucked me like she enjoyed it, but I knew it was out of fear. I could still feel her trembling beneath me.
I could feel my balls starting to stir but I knew it was time to go. No since pressing my luck. "Thanks for everything." I told her as I wiped my cock clean with her hair, got up, and fastened my pants. "I don’t expect to see you move as I leave." I told her in as stern a voice as I could muster. Looking at her sad face, I almost felt sorry for her, but what the hell was she doing out here in the dark pissing in the bushes anyway? She should’ve asked someone if she could use their restroom. I reached down and gave her bruised tit one last squeeze, then darted though the bushes and got into my car.
I drove away slowly, not wanting to draw any attention. I didn’t even turn my lights on until I pulled out into the main street. As I drove home, the whole scene played itself out in my head over and over. I was torn between the guilt of forcing myself on her and the sheer animal excitement of being in complete control. I crawled into bed still wide-awake, my cock rock hard. My wife was lying on her stomach, so I pulled the covers back and rolled over on top of her, and pressed her into the bed with her arms pinned beneath her.
Chapter 2 - My wife, Linda
Linda and I met when we were still quite young, I was 20 and she was 21. She had this "fresh off the farm" innocence about her that attracted me initially, like she needed someone, me, to take care of her. She was somewhat plain looking, but that just added to her girlish charm. We would make out sometimes, but she always stopped me at the petting stage, saying she wanted to wait until she got married. I had had my share of sex and I was really starting to get frustrated, but just when I was about to give up on her, she surprised me. I had to work late one night and called her to tell her I wouldn’t be stopping by. I think she took it for more than it was, because she pleaded with me to stop by no matter how late it was.
I got to the apartment she and her sister, Bev, shared around 1:00am, dog-tired. I wasn’t saying much as we lay on the couch watching some late night movie. Her sister was asleep in the next room. Linda started kissing me but I wasn’t much in the mood. She kept it up and I was finally becoming annoyed, assuming like always, it wouldn’t lead up to anything. I was completely shocked when I felt her hand brush against my crotch, I knew it must have been an accident. When she began to squeeze my cock through my jeans, I about busted a nut. She sat up, told me to lay flat and undid my pants. As she pulled my growing cock from my underwear, a look of disbelief appeared on her face when she realized the size of my rod. Being a rather petite 5 feet 1 inch - 100lbs, her small hand could barely reach around it. With a look of determination, she began to pump my hard 8" dick. Not having been touched for so long, not counting my daily jerk-off sessions, I was ready to cum in short order. It didn’t occur to me that she had never seen a man cum before and wasn’t prepared for it. An enormous stream of jism shot out of my dick, spraying Linda’s arm and chest with thick globs of man goo.
Shock would be the best way to describe her reaction as she dashed for the bathroom, cum dripping to the floor. I watched her, stunned, as she yanked off her shirt in near panic and began scrubbing her hands and arm under the faucet. I was put off at first, but realized I had never seen her in her bra before. I sat and gawked in amazement as her tits jiggled around from her frantic washing. For such a small body, she really had nice tits. At last, the offending substance removed from her body, she turned and looked at me. Tears welled up in her eyes and I felt a since of compassion for her I knew I could never feel for any other girl. She noticed I was staring at her breasts and began to blush, covering herself with her arms. I got up, put my spent cock back in my pants, and walked over to her. I gave her a warm hug and told her everything was all right. I did happen to notice the way her near naked breasts were pressed into my chest.
We got married 1 year to the day after we met, in the little town she grew up in. It was your typical Baptist wedding, with all the relatives there, taking all kinds of pictures. The day dragged on as thoughts of the long awaited honeymoon occupied my mind. My dick was semi hard all day and I was afraid with all the hugs from relatives, someone would notice. Her 18 year old cousin, Jan, who looked like she could be 19 in her formal dress and make up, came up to hug us. She hugged Linda first and then me. Linda was busy talking to her aunt and I caught myself pressing against this young girl. My cock turned rock hard as I pushed my crotch into her belly, figuring she was too young to realize what I was doing. I patted her back several times and she finally stepped back, flashing me a devilish grin. She kissed my cheek and walked away smiling. I would think of her often.
After what seemed like an eternity, the reception was over and we drove away from the church. We didn’t have a lot of money so we had booked a room for a couple of days at the local "No tell Motel". It wasn’t exactly a romantic place but it didn’t matter. I couldn’t wait to finally show my virgin bride what 8 inches of man meat could do. I figured she would be having one continuous orgasm for the next 2 days. Nervously, she went into the bathroom and shut the door to get ready. I quickly removed my clothes and got into bed, while my dick throbbed with anticipation. It seemed like forever, but Linda finally emerged from the bathroom. She was wearing a lacy, white corset, the kind with garters holding up her white stockings. She was beautiful. As she got into bed, she did the strangest thing…she turned out the light. Before I could object, she asked softly, "Do you mind? I’m a little self conscious." Oh well, at least I was going to get to fuck her. I would get to see her naked all the time, now that we were married. Right?
I leaned over her and began to kiss her deeply. She liked to kiss, and I figured this would warm her up. She was kissing back hard, so I went for her tits. I ran my hand over the lacy fabric of her corset, and cupped her breast gently. She moaned softly. I sat up and began fumbling with the lacing holding the front of the corset together. After a few minutes, she finally said, "Let me do it." She quickly undid the bindings and removed the garment. I could only imagine what her naked breasts looked like in the dark. I cupped both breasts in my hands and squeezed them together, wondering how they would feel around my cock. I kept waiting for her to begin caressing me, but she never did. As a matter of fact, the more I caressed her, the less responsive she became.
I decided it was time to just go for it. I snuggled up against her, she was flat on her back, and started sliding my hand toward her crotch. I paused at her navel and drew little circles around it with my fingers. Nothing. I moved on down to her bush and gently let my finger tips brush her pubic hair. Still nothing. Determined, I slowly let my fingers touch her inner thighs and just graze the outer parts of her virgin pussy. By now I would’ve expected her to spread her legs enough for me to have access to her waiting cunt. By now I would’ve expected her to be dripping wet. By now I would’ve expected her to be ready to fuck. But she just lay there, her legs pressed together, arms at her side, waiting for God knows what. "Are you okay?" I asked her, hoping to prod her into responding. "Fine", she replied, lying completely still.
I was starting to get pissed off. Here we were, on our honeymoon, and I’ve just realized Linda was frigid. 12 months of pent up frustration was boiling in my gut. Damn, she said she wanted to wait until she got married. Okay, we’re married. So why the ice queen routine? Was it me? Was it her? Had she had some weird sexual encounter as a kid? All I knew was that I was horny as hell and she wasn’t. The time had come for her to put out, to make up for all those times she sent me home after a long night of kissing, my cock still aching for release. I was going to get what was coming to me whether she was in to it or not.
I pushed my hand between her legs and twisted it, forcing a little space between them. I then ran my finger down her split, from clit to butt crack. Her pussy was still dry, so I put two fingers in my mouth and covered them with spit. I began rubbing her clit with my wet fingers, stopping occasionally to gather more spit. Now and then, I would push one into her cunt, depositing some saliva, hoping to jump-start her frozen snatch. An hour had passed since she had turned out the light, and still no sign of life.
I held my hand under my mouth and dripped what spit I had remaining into my palm. I then reached down to my still hard cock and lubed the head. As I lay ther e on my side next to her, rubbing the head of my cock, I wondered what the future would hold for us. At the moment, it didn’t much matter. I was about to fuck my wife and that was that. "Are you ready?" I asked her. "I guess so" came her timid response. That was all I needed.
I rolled between her legs, spreading them with my knees. Kneeling between her legs, I reached under her ass and pulled her hips up onto my thighs, putting her pussy into better position. I spread her pussy lips with one hand as I gripped my cock with the other. With the head of my dick wedged in the mouth of her cunt, I leaned over her on one arm and began to push. Inch by inch, I slowly worked my way into her dry cunt, her outer lips being forced inward against my shaft. Another push, another inch. Nothing from her. I pulled back out and rubbed another handful of spit on to my cock head. This time when I pushed in, I spread her outer lips open with my thumbs. Four inches went in. Push. Five. I could feel her inner lips stretch to their limits around my stick, her pelvic bone rubbing hard against the top of my dick as it sank ever so slowly into her. She grunted as I shoved another inch down into her. I pulled out about half way, spit into my hand again, and wiped the lubricating saliva around my thick shaft right where it disappeared into her gripping cunt. I grabbed her ass cheeks, leaned forward and shoved hard.
"Oh my God", she cried, a slight tremble in her voice, as a full 7 inches buried itself into the recesses of her cunt. I mistook her cry of alarm as a cry of passion, and even though I could already feel the head of my dick pressing against her uterus, I backed almost all the way out and thrust again, pulling her up to meet me. A shriek came out of her that I thought would bring the hotel manager running as my cock head bounced off her womb and dug itself a path. My pelvic bone pressed against hers and my balls rested on her ass. At last my full length was buried in her tight cunt, throbbing, absorbing the heat deep within her body. I just sat there for a minute, not moving, letting her pussy hole get accustomed to its new size. The shear tightness was incredible.
Now that penetration had been accomplished, I needed to reposition us for some serious fucking. I wrapped my arms behind her knees and grabbed on to her tits. Those wonderful, firm tits. Her back arched up, pressing her cunt even harder against me. This was going to be great. I stretched my legs out, resting my pelvis against hers. Finally, I arched my back and pulled my cock out to the head. Slam. Slam. Slam. My balls slapped her asshole with each downward thrust, causing her to let out a little cry with each stroke. My passion had consumed me and the only thing I was conscious of was her hot cunt gripping my cock like a tight, wet fist. I began sucking her ear lobes and neck, but she would pull her head away from my mouth. Tired of her rejections, I forced her legs over my shoulders, feeling her silk stockings against my neck, held her face in my hands, and began biting her lips and tongue. I must’ve gotten carried away because I could taste blood. But she never said a word. I reached under her ass, buried my face in her neck, and began to fuck in earnest. I pounded into her hot cunt non-stop for twenty minutes. Sweat dripped off my face onto hers as I pounded her virgin cunt. My balls began to tighten up in their sack, ready to fire their load, as I ground my self into her as hard as I could. Jets of boiling hot cum sprayed into her snatch, but with nowhere to go, were forced out and down the crack of her ass.
I must’ve shot a pint of jizz, because my balls were soaking wet and there was a deep puddle under her. Slowly, reluctantly, I released my grip on her ass and slid her legs off my shoulders. She was as limp as a rag doll and laid there with her legs spread wide around me. I raised up, my dick not quite limp stretching as her pussy still gripped it. I rolled off her and lay back exhausted. She got up, wrapped the blanket around her, and shut herself in the bathroom. I heard the shower running for a long time. Finally, the bathroom door opened and I could see she was wearing flannel pajamas, the kind my dad used to wear. She turned the bathroom light off and crawled into bed next to me facing away in the fetal position. I spooned up against her until she noticed the wet spot she was lying in. As she scooted closer to the edge of the bed, I was left with a choice. Either lay in the wet spot myself to cuddle my new bride, or roll over the other way. I said, "Good night, I love you" as I kissed her cheek. "I love you too" she mumbled. As I rolled over, draping my arm off the bed, I wondered again what the future would bring. I wondered when I might see Jan again.
The rest of the honeymoon was about the same. She showed no obvious sign of interest in sex, but made no attempt to resist. During the day she acted as though nothing had changed, she was still cheerful and energetic, almost giddy. But at night, she would resign herself to the fucking ahead of her, and just lay there and take it. No matter, it did kind of piss me off that she would be so passive and unresponsive, but at least I was getting some pussy. And it was a tight pussy too.
Our marriage quickly became a routine. Linda would never initiate sex, and sometimes I’d go two weeks or more waiting to see if she would. I started to get more and more bitter toward her and would fuck her harder and harder. We became distant but never considered a divorce. Hell, I don’t think she even realized I was pissed.
Author of this story is: Whamher
