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Virginia hated her body. She was a big woman, with hips and curves who saw her self as fat. She tried to lose weight, but it never was as easy as all those commercials made it. At times she felt ugly and undesirable.

Not that she was a slob; she dressed nice and practical. She would never let herself fall that far. She just was not happy with her body and felt that no one would ever find her attractive.

Especially to the Man who was waiting inside her home to rape her.

The Man had spotted Virginia at the market and was totally taken by her. He had always like big ladies, and Virginia was one of the sexiest he had seen.

He stalked her for a few days and timed her coming home. He easily broke into her house and grabbed as she locked the door. Hand over her mouth, a knife to her throat, he pulled her close to him and kissed her neck. Her scent wafted over him and his cock hardened immediately.

"Be good and I won’t hurt you. Nod your head if you understand." He whispered in her ear, tongue licking her ear lobe.

A terrorized Virginia nodded. The Man dragged her into her bedroom. He released her and stood before her, knife in front of him.

"Strip, Virginia," he ordered.

"No, please. You don’t want me. Just leave, please." Virginia stared at the knife, to scared to move.

"Of course I want you. Now take off your clothes or I will get angry."

Crying, Virginia undressed. She watched his face as she exposed herself to him. She could see the excitement on his face as her blouse and bra came off. He actually was stroking himself as she took off her slacks and panties.

"Lay on the bed, Virginia."

"Oh God don’t rape me. I ‘m not worth it." Virginia began to sob.

The Man walked to her and wrapped his arms around Virginia from behind. He kissed her neck and mauled her breasts.

"Why do you say that, My Virginia."

"I am fat."

"I like big girls."

"I am ugly."

The Man pulled Virginia to the bed. He pushed her down on it and mounted her. He slowly drove his cock into Virginia’s tight pussy. Virginia cried out in pain, shame and…pleasure.

"You are not ugly. I would not want to take you if you were ugly."

The Man raped Virginia with slow strokes. Virginia lay back and accepted her rapist, hoping this would bring this horror to an end.

Virginia cried out when the Man began to play with her clit as he pumped in and out of her. She felt a heat spread across her body that she had not felt in years.

"Oh God. Don’t make me cum. Don’t do this…AHHH!"

Virginia arched her back and cried out as her body submitted to her rapist. She had cum for her rapist. Her shame increased has the Man put his hand over mouth, thrust several hard strokes into her and filled her with his semen. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

The Man rolled off of Virginia and lay next to her. He stroked her hair and kissed her.

"See, you are not ugly. That was very nice, Virginia." The Man leaned down and sucked her nipples.

"Please go now. You got what you wanted. Leave me be." Virginia lay there, helpless to her rapist’s touch. Her nipples were so sensitive.

"But you are so beautiful."

"Stop saying that," said Virginia. "Please leave."

The Man looked down at Virginia.

"You still doubt your beauty?"

Virginia said nothing. She lay on the bed, head turned away from her rapist.

The Man grabbed Virginia’s face. He looked into her eyes.

"Answer me."

"Yes," said Virginia, meekly.

The Man pulled Virginia off the bed. He pulled her toward her closet.

"Dress up for me: pantyhose, dress, heels. I will prove how beautiful you are. MOVE!"

Virginia again watched her rapist stroke himself as she slid on tan pantyhose. She put on a bra and slid on a black dress that ended above her knees. She put on her black pumps. The shoes were tight: she had not had a reason to wear them for a long while.

The Man turned Virginia toward the dresser mirror.

"See how pretty you are. How sexy."

Virginia had to agree with her rapist. Except for the puffy eyes, from crying, she looked good.

Her eyes filled with more tears as the Man dragged Virginia back towards the bed.

"Please, no more. OH GOD…STOP."

The Man ignored her pleas. He pushed Virginia down on the bed, raised her skirt, ripped open the crotch of Virginia’s pantyhose and pushed his hard cock into her. Virginia screamed.

"You are hurting me. "

The Man ignored Virginia’s pleas, put her legs over his shoulders and raped Virginia hard and fast. Virginia was helpless.

That feeling of warmth returned and a humiliated Virginia came for her rapist again. She was sobbing as he put his hand over her mouth again and came inside her for a second time.

The Man lay next to her, panting.

"God you are so sexy, so irresistible. Your pussy is so tight. I am glad I decided to rape you."

Virginia lay there, her clothes rumpled, semen leaking down her leg. Please let this nightmare be over, she thought.

The Man undressed Virginia and put her clothes in a gear bag. Virginia endured it, cooperating when he asked her to move. She was soon naked again and at the mercy of her rapist.

"Let’s take a shower, My Virginia."

The Man took Virginia by the hand and took her to the bathroom. He had Virginia start the shower and, when it was warm enough, pulled her inside with him.

He washed her body, taking time to explore her body with her body sponge. Virginia let him do what he wanted to her. It had been a long time since a man washed her. Part of her enjoyed the attention.

The Man kissed her. "Kneel in front of me."

Virginia obeyed. She knew what was next. She took his cock into her mouth and sucked. If she was going to be forced to do it, might as well do it right.

She sucked up his member, fingers tickling his testicles. She enjoyed his cry of pleasure. Another sound lacking in her life.

The Man pulled back. Virginia could see the desire in his eyes. Desire for her. Yes this man had violated her, but he had wanted her. It felt good.

The Man had Virginia bend over. Virginia obeyed and cried out as he entered her ass. It hurt, but he was gentle. Fingers rubbing her clit as he raped her ass.

Virginia came just before her rapist filled her ass with his cum. She collapsed on to the shower floor, letting the warm water mix with the heat from her orgasm.

She looked up in time to see her rapist leaving. She tried to follow, slipped, and caught herself. By the time she made it out of the bathroom, he was gone.

She sat on the bed and cried. He’d left her. He did not want her after all.

Her tears fell on a note on the floor. She picked it up. It was damp from her tears and wet hands, but readable:

Virginia,

Thank you for letting me rape your sexy body. I would like to return. Leave a message on my cell.

Your Rapist Lover.

PS Leave your backdoor open.

Virginia called the number on the bottom of the paper and begged for him to come back. It was wrong, but right in her mind. Her rapist was the ego boost she had needed all this time.

As she walked to unlock the backdoor, a hand was clamped over her mouth.

"I missed you, too," whispered her Rapist in her ear.

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My name is mike. I am 18 years old. I am a senior at my school. I don’t really have many friends. I guess I’m what they call a dork. I am always being picked on by the jocks at my school. I was the target of anyone who is popular. Our homecoming queen Leslie even got into the game. She acted like she wanted to go out with me. I went around bragging to everyone, just to find out that she had been lying the inter time. I was so pissed

Leslie is about 5’8. She has big tits (about a 36c) and long brown hair. She has a beautiful body. She is the cheerleader captain for our school. I would go home and beat off just thinking about her. I wanted to fuck her so badly. Sometimes she would be walking down the hall with her nipples hard pressing against her shirt. It was like she wanted all of us to see her big tits. God she was fine.

Well, one night this guy in our class was having a party. I heard some people talking about it. I knew I wasn’t invited, but I figured that I would go anyway. There would be to many people there for them to even know that I was there. Well Friday night came. The night of the party. I was so nervous that someone would say something to me about crashing the party. I showed up at the party around 10:00. It was packed full of people. Everyone was drunk as shit. I don’t drink so I was the only sober one there.

Being bored out of my mind I decide that I would take a tour of the house. As I walked around it seemed like every room was filled with people having sex. I wished they were me. I noticed that the back bedroom door was open and the light was on. So I made my way into the room. I figured that I could watch some TV to kill the time. Suddenly I heard someone in the bathroom mumbling drunken words. I walked in to the bathroom, and much to my delight it was Leslie. She was drunk as shit. She was wearing a tight white shirt, and a short black mini-skirt. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her legs and tits. I tried talking to her but she was so trashed she didn’t seem to notice my attempt to communicate. Then it hit me. This was my one and only chance to see those tits. I helped Leslie up and took her into the bedroom. I laded her on the bed.

I quickly went to the door. I shut and locked it. Then I made my way towards Leslie’s body. I got on the bed next to her. Placing my hand on her stomach I asked if she was all right. She replied by knocking my hand of her. She was to drunk to even form words. My hard-on was pocking through my pants I had to see those tits. I forced my mouth over hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth. I then placed my hand on the bottom of her shirt. She tried to resist but her attempts were useless. I quickly ran my hand up her shirt. Right before I reached her breast I stopped. I knew that there was no going back now. With that I placed my hand on her lacy bra covered tit. It felt so good. I then pulled her shirt up over her head and through it on the floor. Her bra could be undone from the front. So I placed my hands on either side of the bra’s clasp. Then I unsnapped her bra and began sucking on big tits. I forced her nipples into my both. I must have been sucking for a few minutes. I thought for sure that I was going to cum in my pants.

She tried to push me off her. I backhanded her, then I told her to shut up or I’d kill her. I was caught up in the passion of the moment. I stood up and undid my pants. I then pulled her skirt up around her waist. She was wearing a thin white g-string thong. I put my hand on either side of it and slid it down her long dark muscular legs.

She had a neatly trimmed dark bush. It looked like a little cotton ball. I went into the bathroom got some lotion and put it on my dick and on her little slit. She kept trying to push me back. She kept begging me to stop. I forced myself between her legs. She kept saying, “please don’t”. I rubbed my dick against her slit before I started forcing it up her. She just sat there crying while my dick sunk deep into her tight cunt. As soon as I was in all the way in her slit, I started pumping away.

She just laded there letting out grunts as I fucked her into the mattress. I bent over and sucked the hell out of her hard nipples while I rode away on her tight cunt. I mean this girl was like a glove. She was so tight. Slowing down my pumps, I made her look me in the eyes while slowly pumped her up and down. She kept trying to look away.

I said, “Look at me bitch, I said look at me. You’re such a little tease, but I’m fucking your tight cunt now”. I said, “tell me you like it”. She took a few seconds to force the words up then she said, "I like it, I like it”. She was crying so hard, I couldn’t help but laugh. It was then that I notice something. There was a video camera sitting next to the TV.

I quickly got off her. As I did I hit her across the face with a hard backhand knocking her out. I set the camera up so it would record the action. After I had it set up just right I got back on top of her. I forced my meat up her tight little slit again. I told her to beg me to fuck her harder. She was in disbelief.

She started saying, “Please rape me harder, please…. I want you to fuck me harder”. Her words here shaky, because I started really pumping away on her tight cunt as she was speaking.

She then begged me not to cum in her. She said, Please don’t cum in me… Please I’m not on the pill”. I bent over and started sucking on her big bouncing tits. I then place one of my hands on the side of her head (forcing her to make eye contact with me); while I place the other hand one of her tits. The room was filled with the sounds of her soft grunts and the sweet sound of my balls slapping her body. I knew that I was close to cumming.

I looked at her and said, “Get ready bitch, because I’m going to pump you full of my cum”. With that I removed my hand from her breast and placed it on her muscular thigh. “Oh yeah, ohh yeah, here I cum”. I exploded inside of her. I unleashed what felt like gallons of cum deep in her. I sat there sucking on her tits pumping her. I wanted to make sure that she got every last drop. I then forced her to kiss me as my limp dick slid out of her cunt. I got up and took the tape out of the camera.

I said, “If you even think of going to the cops. I’ll make sure everyone in our school gets a copy of this tape. I’m sure that they would love to watching you let some dork fuck you. You’re my whore from here on out… Or else this tape will be everywhere. She just sat there crying as I got dressed and left the room.

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Françoise a 25 year old little shy naive girl was dressing herself before going to the local bar, called " Boys" . It was the first time she would visit the bar because she didn’t like it’s reputation. She had a date with Steve, a popular big boy who owned the place for a few years. He convinced her meeting him there. She didn’t want to turn him down because she wanted him for three years now.

Steve didn’t love Françoise but just adored her voluptuous body. She didn’t know that he had been telling many stories about her looks to his six friends who always spend their Saturdays at Steve’s bar. Steve promised to all his friends that they could easily have her after he had made her very drunk. Steve knew that Françoise would be drunk after two drinks.

It was Saturday night. Françoise was dressing herself after a long shower. She didn’t want to look at herself in the mirror because she was ashamed of her body. She was little and had a small body except for her very big breasts, 38DD, and wide hips. Françoise wanted to hide her big, hanging breasts so she decided to put on a too little 36C white strapless bra, covered by a little white see through crop top with a zipper on the back. She put on a tight flimpsy white string that failed to cover her little bush and swelling pussylips. The white thin summer dress was short and loose fitting, she pivoted a few times and discovered that it swung high above her tiny string and wide hips. Anyway, she knew that she couldn’t dance to wildly. Her white leather boots were very high heeled, which made jiggle her soft breasts more.

After having dressed herself she looked a first and last time at herself in the mirror.

The only things that pleased herself were her beautiful tanned legs, slim arms and very long white ponytail. When she looked at herself she detested her enormous cleavage and protruding big nipples. She jumped a little just to see if her bra cups could support her heavy sagging breasts. She noticed that her strapless cups showed more jiggling flesh after each jump. After three jumps here large dark areoles appeared and Françoise was afraid that here sensitive nipples would pop out if she continued her jumping.

Françoise called a taxi so she didn’t have to take a coat with her. When she bent over to get into the waiting taxi she felt if her breasts were almost to burst out of her cotton crop top. Fortunately the cabdriver was a woman who looked at her body with surprise. She asked:" Don’t you have anything to cover your gorgeous body?" Françoise looked at the cabdriver with a shy look.

Around midnight she walked into the bar, she didn’t immediately notice that there were only young male teenagers inside. She walked to the growded bar and hugged Steve who couldn’t help oggling at the little knockout who was totally dressed in white. Steve handed Françoise his already prepared cocktail, while she sat down on a bar chair that was given to her. Françoise actually wanted to have something without alcohol, but Steve was so proud of his own cocktail called " Sexy-Stevo" that she couldn’t refuse it. She didn’t know that the drink also contained some sexdrugs that would soon made her wet as hell.

Françoise was nervously drinking Steve’s cocktail and was aware of all the boys who were checking her out. She didn’t know that from outside the bar was closed and completely dark because there were no windows. After she entered, the boys had shut the door and put out the lights, but inside the boys had made Steve to put on the black lights which made Françoise feel very uncomfortable. She was sitting at the bar sipping at her cocktail and had to pull up her top every minute because she was surrounded by many hungry looking guys who easily looked into her now sweating cleavage.

Soon she finished her first cocktail, but Joe and Chris already gave her a second cocktail. As she was busy talking to many boys, she suddenly felt her pussy getting wet and her nipples began to stiffen. Joe and Chris both noticed a change in her body. She was sweating, her breathing became very rapid and she didn’t react anymore to the boys who all had surrounded her and were pinching the side of her back.

Two friends of Joe and Chris, Jack and Erik, put her ponytail in a tight ball on the top of her hair. Now the back of her top was visible and the black lights made everyone look at her bra and zipper. Françoise didn’t mind the attention anymore as long as they didn’t go to far. One huge boy, called Jeffrey, took both of her hands and pulled her off the chair. She now was in the middle of the group, Jeffrey turned both of her hands painfully to the inside so she was bent over to him.

Jeffrey and the boys began toying with the girl, they tossed her around making her scream and making her light dress flying way up over her wide hips, the boys tried to keep it up by pulling at the hem of the dress. Every time they pinched her sides she jumped, which after a few minutes caused an incredible cleavage. In spite of the alcohol and sexdrugs she was very aware of the effect she had on the boys. With all her strength she tried to free her arms, she screamed, kicked, and jumped which turned on all the young boys. She heard a boy who screamed that her nipples were almost about to pop out of her cups and top.

Suddenly she was free again, but she slipped on the wet floor. She landed hard on her bare knees which were wide apart. In stead of standing right up, she anxiously put both of her almost freed hanging tits back in their cups and pulled her top up. Suddenly three boys pulled her dress up and put it around both sides of the two white clasps of her string. She didn’t notice it, but jumped up when two boys touched her dripping pussy, their strong wild fingers massaged her string deep in her slit, causing her pussylips to curl around both sides of the crotch. Fortunately she fend them off by swinging around, but now she saw at least twenty boys standing tightly around her. They all got a good look at her almost naked defenceless gaping pussy. She knew she couldn’t fend off 40 hands but still she tried to push their big hands back which cheered the boys on.

Jeffrey, who was obviously their leader, was now standing behind her, slowly he pulled down the zipper of her top. All she had on her mind was her dress, she was sure they ripped it off, but she was afraid to look down, because she was busy focussing on all their hungry hands.

She screamed: " Please give back my dress, boys, please…"

The boys just laughed and stared at her white wet see through string, pussylips and poking clitoris. Then she felt her zipper opening, frightened she tried to feel behind her back what was going on.

She begged:" please don’t pull off my top, don’t touch the zipper…"

Jeffrey grinned:" Baby I won’t… I mean not yet!"

All the boys knew exactly what they were doing. Two boys now held both of her arms wide, one pushed her head down, some other boys were trying to move her body as much as possible. Françoise felt her enormous breasts swinging painfully, she screamed very hard, but nobody felt sorry for her, they were so turned on. All of a sudden she felt a quick click from her bra clasp, now her breasts bounced hard against the thin white cotton fabric, than she felt her bra cups move and very soon they gave way. Jeffrey easily pulled the wet warm bra from her tits and showed it to the boys like a victory. This was too much for Françoise, she started crying.

For one minute their attention was on her big bra, they all wanted to hold it into their hands. Françoise quickly pulled up her top a little, pulled up the zipper and straitened her top-heavy tits. She was so ashamed, she knew that her breasts were hanging in her too tight top, inevitably causing an inviting cleavage. Every move could cause her breasts falling out of her top. Still the furious girl was determined to get back her bra.

Françoise saw Jason, a tall blond guy,  standing on a bench in the middle of the bar waving with her bra. She slowly walked to him and suddenly stepped on the bench, while all the black lights were being focussed on the aroused girl. All the boys made a small circle around the long leather bench and watched the show. Françoise was almost ten years older than Jason, but to her surprise he was much stronger and faster than she was. As soon as he saw her little clawing hands he put them in his hands and pulled them down. Françoise was being bent over but still yelled at him to give back her bra. Jason didn’t answer her, in stead he pulled her down some more. Françoise felt her big breasts fall against the straining top, her plump areoles popped half out in the air, just her stiff nipples kept the heaviest part of her breasts into her top.

Jason spanned her around, Steve had a bottle with ice water in his hands and threw it against the girl, her once dry top and string were now soaked. The girl was out of control and wildly jumped, Jason who had stepped of the bench had to hold her hands by all his force. A few other boys quickly held her legs so she couldn’t move again. When Jason let her stand up he gave her one last quick pull, so she tumbled over, Françoise now felt both of her enormous melons fall free into the cold air.

She started crying uncontrollably, the boys joined in and six guys were pulling at her arms, making her boobs jiggle wildly. They saw her soft massive hanging breasts move up and down. Jeffrey pulled at her string clasps and unhooked them, the string fell next to the bench. Erik pulled at the hem of her skirt it too fell next to the bench. Françoise tried to pull her legs together, but still some fingers were probing into her slippery hole.

After a few minutes more than ten boys made her loose her balance, she fell with her knees onto the leather bench, her big breasts were swinging around and she couldn’t hold her legs close anymore, a big hairy hand smeared some very slippery stuff at every place of her cunt. They wanted to humiliate her as much as possible. Steve had a huge hard rubber waterdildo in his hands, which he had filled till it was a king size dildo, he had put it several days in a freezer so it became extremely big and now he wanted to tease her pussy entrance with it’s tip. Françoise tried to hold her body as still as possible not trying to make them more horny. Her arms were held by many hands, several hands made stretch her legs as far as possible.

Suddenly she felt the tip of the frozen dildo against her hot wet pussywhole. She jumped, screamed and begged them not to put that cold thing into her well stretched pussy. Everyone enjoyed her jiggling and swaying breasts. Steve continued poking the big ice stick against her defenceless pussy, Françoise couldn’t help but jumped up and down, some boys slammed her hanging tits so they bounced and banged painfully against each other.

Many eyes were looking at her pussy entrance. Steve had the tip an inch in her wet slippery whole, and they all saw who she tried to shut her whole with her pussy muscles. The tip ignored her resistance and screwed itself in, very slowly and inch by inch. Françoise moaned heavily which cheered the boys on. Her cunt made some slurping sounds, but lost the battle against the enormous frozen dildo. The boys were hysteric and cheered their lungs out. After a minute of pushing and pulling the 15 inch dildo was forced in. Steve began dildofucking here by force. Some of them grabbed her hips and were making her shiver and bounce on the bench. After 10 minutes the long dildo pulled out with a plop and a blurb.

Françoise almost fainted as she felt an enormous real cock that slipped in her easily, there was nothing she could do and she finally excepted her gang bang. All men gang raped her helpless body all night, fortunately she fainted and woke up in her own bed, ten hours later. Her big breasts were scratched, her pussy was swollen and her body was one dirty mess.

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"That’s disgusting, he’s my boss, like a father figure to me. He doesn’t think of me that way, he’s 60 years old for crying out loud."

"If you say so dear, I still say he looks at you with more than fatherly eyes."

"Anyways, I have to get to work, we’ll talk more tonight, I’ll be home late from the meeting."

And with that, Liz bent over to kiss her fiancé as she picked up her big black leather purse. Checking the buckle on her ankle strap pumps, she straightened up and hurried out the door. 34 years old and finally meeting the right guy, everything was finally falling into place. After a series of nasty relationships, she went back to school to get her graduate degree where she met her current love, Aaron.

Since meeting Aaron, she had gotten herself out of debt, quit smoking and was finally losing the weight she had gained while quitting smoking. Standing at 5’8" and weighing in at 155lbs, she felt attractive again and desirable in a way she hadn’t felt since she was fresh out of high school. Heading to work, she was expecting the announcement of her promotion to the Vice President in charge of marketing for this division to complete her transition from Operations to Marketing. Her new boss of 6 months and mentor was driving her hard but the results looked promising. And with that, she had an extra spring in her step, making her ponytail dance just a bit more energetically as she walked into her office on this hot Tuesday morning.

As the day wore on, Liz started getting a headache. Popping a couple Tylenol chased with a Coke, she hoped to last the day and get on to the late afternoon meeting, get the good news official and go home to celebrate. Too bad Aaron had to work nights in order for him to go to school. But the weekend looked promising.

4:30 rolled around and she shut her computer down and rolled her chair over to her personal drawer where she pulled out her compact to check her make-up. Putting on a fresh coat of dark red lipstick, she brushed her chestnut hair to straighten it out while she stood up. Smoothing her short black skirt and tucking in her green silk blouse, she walked out of her office toward the meeting room, not noticing her boss, Larry a bare 10 feet behind her, appraising the curves of her rear as she walked in front of him, as he too walked toward the meeting room.

Larry was indeed a decent fellow. 62 years old and president of the local office, he was happily married to his wife of 37 years. A small man, standing only 5’7" and rail thin at 145 lbs, he had an MBA and a doctorate degree in management. Accomplished and respected, he was also only human. His wife had ovarian cancer fully 15 years ago, taking her 4 years to get back to health, after which, she never was the same sensual person again. And while he endured and withstood, no woman had ever caught his attention intellectually like his wife, therefore, he never was sexually attracted to other women. He had what he thought a curious habit of being attracted to the mind first and then the body. He was blessed with a wife both smart and attractive. And as he sat down next to Liz in the meeting room, he saw the second woman he had ever met that was both smart enough and attractive enough to grab his attention.

All throughout the meeting, Larry sat distracted by Liz’s constantly shaking foot as she nervously sat next to him. As the regional executives droned on about stuff, Larry fretted over the upcoming announcement that Regional HR had not approved Liz’s promotion and that her move was a lateral move to Marketing, a far more volatile and far less stable, as well as less glamorous position than she had anticipated. Finally as the meeting wrapped up, the issue of the appointment of the VP of Marketing came up. Larry watched as Liz tensed. As the Regional director announced that Steve was retaining the title with Liz being his executive assistant, he watched her suck in her breath and promptly deflate at the disappointing news.

Fighting gallantly to hold back her tears, Liz managed to hold her composure together long enough to storm back into her office and call Aaron at his office. After ranting and cursing for a full 20 minutes, she sat in her office and just stared blankly at the walls before slowly gathering her stuff for the end of the day.

Larry knocked on the door, "Hey Liz, can we talk for a second."

"Yeah sure Larry." And Liz proceeded to vent on him about how badly she was blindsided by this turn of events. As she talked in her animated, excited pace, Larry watched as her 36C breasts bounced underneath her blouse, causing the light to shimmer on the green silk in subtle, alluring ways.

"Let’s go out and finish this conversation, let’s grab a drink." Suggested Larry as he got up and gently nudged Liz to follow. Taking his car, they went to a bar only a couple minutes away by car. All talked out and finally breathing the tension out of her body, Liz down the first margarita without much thought and three quarters through the second one, she felt the urge to go to the bathroom. Complaining of a headache, Larry offered a couple Tylenol PM to Liz. Not noticing the different colour of the Tylenol, she swallowed both with the remainder of her margarita.

As she went to the restroom, Larry ordered her yet another margarita. Liz came out just in time as a waitress offered Happy Hour shots of tequila, Larry ordered two each and he watched as Liz downed both shots, the alcohol clearly taking effect now as she no longer rambled on about the disappointment and betrayal and just started to ramble on in general. Halfway through the third margarita, she started to wilt before his eyes, her long legs dangling off the stool as she slumped, tired and dejected in her seat. Half walking and half dragging her out to the car, he helped Liz into his old BMW. As she swung her legs into the seat, he caught a glimpse of her black silk panties under her skirt, the pantyhose the only thing obscuring the view. He drove around for a while, seeing that Liz was all too clearly not able to drive herself home. He was about to ask her where she lived when he noticed that she was slumped over to the doorframe, snoring away in blissful, tired slumber, her hands on her lap as her skirt rode up past mid-thigh.

Driving around town, he headed toward the outskirts, where unfinished subdivisions and farmland still met in hasty patterns along unfinished roads. Driving into one subdivision, he saw a cluster of houses that held only the wooden beams and concrete foundation and nothing more. Finally, seeing one where half of the drywall was put up, he pulled his car in to where the garage would be. Helping the still sleeping Liz to her feet, Larry tried unsuccessfully to pick her up. Especially in her 3-inch heels, Liz towered over Larry. Leaning her back against the car, Liz murmured but stood still, slumped against the car. Larry quickly spread a blanket onto the concrete floor in what would either be the dining room or maybe a family room. Dragging Liz onto the thick blanket, he gently laid her down on her back. As she seemingly went back to sleep, Larry laid down next to her, breathing in her scent of perfume, hairspray, deodorant and whatever else she had on. Gently putting a hand on blouse, he leaned over and brushed her lips with his, then planted a soft kiss on her cheek. Her reaction was immediate, reaching over with her arm to embrace the kisser, murmuring what was probably her lover’s name as she curled up in Larry’s arms. Kissing her again, this time more boldly, Larry started on the cheek, moved to the neck and while Liz reacted, he laid a kiss on her lips, gently probing her warm soft mouth with his tongue.

Reaching down to unbutton, he heard her whimper as he caressed the skin around her neck, down farther as her black bra became exposed. Tracing a finger down the centre of her neck, he swept over the bra and down the now exposed belly button and gently yanked the blouse out from beneath the skirt. Kissing the belly button, he gently traced his tongue up between her bra-encased breasts and up her neck again. As she murmured and moved again, curling up again toward Larry, he reached behind her and unhooked her bra, spring her luscious breasts free. While the back was exposed, Larry decided to also unzip her skirt, slowly pulling it off her legs, so that only her pantyhose, panties and shoes were left on.

Seeing a dropped blade from a utility knife on the ground not far away, Larry grabbed the blade and cut a hole in the crotch of Liz’s pantyhose. Pulling her pantyhose down just enough to expose the scant hipline of her panties, he cut the thin strand of silk on both sides that connected the front to the back panel. Pulling the panties off, he sniffed her crotch, taking in the strong feminine odour that permeated the sheer black silk.

Sticking his tongue out, he licked her crotch, finding her clitoris and striking it a couple times with his tongue gently. She stirred again, moaning as her own juices started to flow. Moving up her body, he started sucking on her nipples as he reached down to stroke her clit with his fingers. Stroking and sucking faster and faster, Larry continued on until Liz started moaning and screaming, finally still unconscious, she let loose a stream of urine. In her drunken state, she had pissed all over the blanket, the jet of urine getting all over the blanket, but not hitting much else.

At this Liz started to wake up. As Larry started taking off his clothes, Liz regained her consciousness, groggy and blurry eyed. Naked with a raging hard-on, Larry dragged Liz to a new spot on the blanket and knelt between her legs. Liz opened her eyes and squinted, "Aaron, is that you?"

"No my love, Aaron is busy" was his soft reply as Larry bent down to kiss her breasts again.

"Larry, what the hell is going on here!" was the alarmed response from Liz, immediately trying to pull away. But her drunken state and dulled senses betrayed her. Unable to get up and flailing around, Liz moved but a few inches as Larry slapped her a couple times, until finally Liz cowered and begged not to be hit again.

"You better cooperate with me Liz," as he grabbed her legs and put them on his shoulder. His rock hard 6 inches stood straight out as Liz whimpered for mercy in her drunken stupor. With his cock positioned in front of her softly clipped pussy, he massaged her legs resting on his shoulders. Caressing the pantyhose clad thighs and squeezing her muscles in a soothing, almost loving way until she calmed down again and indeed, passed out from the alcohol once again.

Rubbing her legs harder and faster, Larry worked himself into a fury, digging his hands under the cut hole in her pantyhose and rubbing and pinching the bare skin of her thighs, shredding the nylon tops. Moaning and gasping, the stirring body of Liz began to awaken as finally Larry slammed his rock hard cock straight into her as of yet still un-lubricated hole. Eyes wide in pain, Liz screamed as Larry’s pelvis first slammed into her.

Slamming brutally into her, his hands groped at her hips, exposing her ass to his hands, squeezing and pinching, his body pinning her legs against her chest. Crying in pain, Liz stared blankly into the air, only seeing her high-heeled ankle strapped heels bouncing over her head as her assailant continued his onslaught.

Feebly attempting to push him away from her hips, Liz could not find the leverage or the coordination needed to rebuff his attack. Disoriented and scared, her attempted to wiggle away from the constant slamming motion only accentuated his pleasure. Drawing his penis out until only the head remained in, he would freeze for a brief moment, wanting this moment to last a long time. Slamming his way back in, her warmth engulfed his cock, her warm thighs a soft pillow around his head as he bent down to kiss his beloved protégé.

"Please, not in me please. Not on the pill…. Not protected in any way" was the slurred, pained words from Liz. As Larry pulled his cock out again, the head remaining in, he looked into her eyes and smiled in that paternal way that she so adored and for a brief second she thought Larry would stop the attack altogether and they could both go home. But that paternal smile gave way to a more sinister grin and he slammed his cock into her one final time as it began to twitch and explode inside her. Spraying her with his load, he clutched her in his arms as he unloaded 5, 6 and finally 7 spurts into her warm wetness, finally collapsing on top of her.

After a couple minutes, her soft crying and warm naked body in the cooling evening stirred his desire again. Getting up, he looked her over as she crawled into a fetal position. Getting down again, he spooned her and wrapped his arms around her. Crying more pronounced now, she begged to know why he did what he just did, thinking that the ordeal was over. Softly into her ear as his hard on sprung up to full attention again, he whispered, "Because I can," as he reached down to pull her ass cheeks apart and ram his still slick penis into her rear. Not a big fan of anal sex, Liz started to scream in pain and panic but a wrathful twist of her breasts caused her reconsider. Mercilessly slamming his cock into her ass, she finally began to relax the hole, the instinct for survival beating the desire for virtue as the pain became unbearable. Finally he sprayed another load into her rectum. Emotionally destroyed, Liz didn’t even notice that Larry never took his penis out, proceeding to rape her ass again before pulling out and having her clean him up by sucking him off, pulling out just before he cummed for the third time that night, spraying his load all over her face and neck and breasts. Smearing it all over her body with his penis, once again, he made her clean him up, this time unloading his final load down her throat.

Getting dressed, he watched, as she lay there nearly motionless. He forced 4 more Tylenol PM into her mouth. Swallowing it without a word, in minutes, she was again asleep. Pulling out his cell phone, he called Liz’s home number, telling Aaron where to pick her up. He knew Aaron had never talked to him before, he couldn’t possibly recognize Larry’s voice.

Wrapping her sleeping body in the blanket that covered the floor, he kissed her good night. "See you Monday Liz."

Author of this rape story is: Prodigem

I’m 24 and from a small college town in central Maine, Orono. I began college when I was 18. It was only for two as I committed my first rape and really botched it and was sent to prison for 12 years and was released on parole after 4, Jail was not a deterrent it only made me realize I have to be more patient and careful.

But the first bitch deserved it wearing tight jeans. Alone on a library elevator in the middle of the day. I hit the emergency stop and pulled a knife, forcing her to take her pants down and grasping the rail I slashed the panties off tossing them aside. As soon as I entered her stuck up cunt from behind she screamed the whole time. I was in heaven and let her scream. Bad mistake. I was so violently raping her the car shock and just as I blasted into her and my dick still in. The door opens to two cops at gun point slammed me down and handcuffed me. My victim had crawled into a ball in the corner sobbing uncontrollably. I still remember walking out of the court room acquitted and I just smile at her and made a kissing gesture with my lips

Victim 2

She was so hot and Cindy knew it. I use to spend hundreds of dollars in the massage parlour she worked in. Getting to see her naked and getting pumped off. The only thing was she wore a plastic glove. That really sucked. I finally could not take it any longer.

With a knife I got into her van unseen in the lot where she worked. Covering myself with a large box. This was perfect as I knew I would never be prosecuted for this even though she could I’D. me. The stupid tramp had wrongly fingered an innocent man knowingly for rape. Her story fell apart and she confessed.

It could not be more perfect. I could not see her as she got in but as usual she had on a tight mini skirt and blouse with ruffles up the front. The van started and as it did we began to move and my cock stirred. I watched in the hole I cut to see the general area we where moving in. The peaces of my plan where quickly fallen into place. I waited like a cat until the perfect time when we where to reach the outskirts of the city.

I felt the van veer to the right onto Route 2 and that was my signal to emerge for my 19 yo prey. Suddenly she saw me in the mirror and startled she swerved. Brandishing a knife.

"Do as I say bitch and you won’t be hurt"

As she drove I ran the knife along her breast outside her shirt. The hairs on the back of her head curled in fear from realizing I was going to rape her.

While driving I forced her to use one hand to open the front of her shirt. Her shaking hand went to work and before to long it was wide open. Her tits strained against the tight lacy bra. Slashing the front they sprung free.

She began crying "Please don’t do this".

But I ignored her. I could feel her cringe as I groped them.

"Ever been tit fucked slut"

"nnnnn nnno" Just the thought of have this guys ugly prick between them was revolting.

Forcing her to park in a dark cemetery and killing the lights. This slut was mine and there was no stopping me. Forcing her into the back and ordering to lay face down she began crying as she slowly complied "Please don’t do this" her voice begged.

Straddling over her ass. I pushed the skirt up. What saw almost made me blow my load immediately. Her creamy white mounds trembled in fear as her panties clung along her mounds crack. I was out of control and unzipped my pants. Rock hard my niner jetted out.

Groping her cheeks " Oh this is going to be sweet. Sliding the knife under the right side of her panties. I slashed the side and tore them away.

"Oh God please no please "

Laughing God can’t help you now bitch".

My oozing cock rubbed on her as I moulded my self to her back. Digging in with my knees I forced her legs apart with ease. Pulling her head back by the hair I forced her to kiss and forcing her mouth open. She began to gag as I flicked my tongue around in her mouth. Then suddenly with one savage blow my cock tore into her virgin shit hole. It only made me hotter when she screamed into her mouth. After breaking the kiss she quickly said " Oh god please it hurts really bad take it out.

" Oh bitch we have only begun. I said forcing more into her.

Her teeth where gritted from the pain and her little fist grasped at the carpeting. After the initial shock she began to cry only wanting this over. Her ass was so tight and plugged only a trickle of blood ran out, even though she was bleeding badly inside as the cock stretched and tore her shit hole. I began to pump moaning in butt rape pleasure. My cock stroking along her torn shit hole walls only intensified the pain. Crying she knew there was nothing she could do to stop her ass from being raped.

Grunting "Oh yes cock teaser I am fixing to cum in your ass".

Whimpering at this point as her ass raping only intensified with a pace slowly get higher. Suddenly I felt my load only seconds away. Taking one last shove all the way in I held it in convulsing as my cum sprayed in her as deep as possible.

She just kept whimpering saying " Ok now please get off me and take it out"

But I layed across her until I was soft. Pushing her from the van I drove it onto the parking lot on the campus ditching it near where I had parked my car. Later that night the local news reported a car jacking and they said luckily there was not any sexual assault. I just smiled to my self knowing I had gotten away with a rape and wanted more

Teen Secretary It had been 10 days since I was acquitted of rape and I was going to my attorney’s office to pay off my bill. When I turned the door knob the office door was locked. This was strange so I knocked and a young women called out who was it I told her I was there to pay my bill.

" Just slide it under the door "

" Well I can’t I need a pen"

After a few seconds passed the door opened.

" Well I’m  not supposed to let anyone in but I suppose I can this time. As she opened the door she was hot. Blond hair, hot tits and ass.around 18. She had a High School cheerleader uniform on. It was my attorney’s daughter.

" Just put it on his desk, I’m here alone " She was taking care of files and bending over show part of her crack and pink panties. Oh man this was to good to be true.

" Well I’m sorry I really need a receipt"

Of course she coped a typical teen attitude. Handing it to and seeing the name on it she began to tremble as her face turned a sickening paste white knowing I was a rapist. After giving me the receipt I could literally hear her breath a sigh of release. But instead I locked it.

"You know a cute teen like you should never let your guard down around a predator like me" I said laughing evilly.

Her eye’s darted around and she realized I was going to try and rape her. Suddenly she darted into her fathers office and locked the door. Dam I had to think quick or she was going to be able to call the police. Seeing a steel heavy mobile coat rack I grabbed it and began busting out the glass on the door. I stepped in, where the fuck did she go. I was thinking. Then I heard her whimpering. Stupid cunt was cowering under her father’s desk. Walking over confident I had my prey. I reach under the desk and grabbed her by the blond hair and drug her out. Standing her up I back handed her sending her reeling over the desk.

"Strip to your panties cunt"

She lunged for the door and I caught her by the shirt. It tore down one side and she had know bra on and one of her tits was completely exposed.

" Take the skirt of slut "

She was crying really bad as she lowered it. Standing there with one tit exposed and in panties she continued to cry as I forced her to turn and show her panty clad ass.

" Nice ass bitch " Shoving her from behind toward her fathers desk. "Now drop the panties and bend over daddies desk."

"Oh god why she said.

"Because I am horny bitch, said I cruelly.

She pushed them down and bent forward and tried to keep her butt tucked in. Taking my cock out I walked up behind her and started slapping her ass cheeks.

"Come on get that ass up"

As she slowly did I marvelled her ass and ran my hands all over it. Making her cringe and her skin crawl from my touch.

She felt my cock perched at her dry pussies entrance and begged " Please I’m not on birth control."

" Well you should have thought of that bitch " I said laughing.

Rearing back I drilled it deep into her pussy.

The blow took her breath " Please, Please it hurts, stop, stop"

But I ignored her and put my hands on her hips as I began raping her pussy.

"OHHHH yes your teen pussy is heavenly. Oh fuck you feel good" I said while pumping teen pussy.

I began grunting and moaning as my load neared.

"Oh God please don’t cum in me please"

Like know other time I had a passing since of mercy and I pulled out and shot all over her ass. My load had saturated her and collected along the cravess and dripped down. Pulling my pants up I slapped her on the ass.

"Nice pussy cunt" turning out I walked away and she didn’t want to lose her boyfriend as he was a jerk and it went unreported.

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Author of this rape story is: R@per