Rape Stories

BAR NONE

Thu, 08 Jan 2009 10:00:01 +0100

The bar was a dump and located in the worst part of town. It never seemed to close, as required by state law. Most of the men who came here were drunks or trouble makers. Women very seldom, if ever, came in. It was always crowded from noon until 6 at night, because, after dark, nobody wanted to be in the neighborhood. Since noon, some local gang members had been drinking heavily, driving the usual customers home early. Four were playing pool and five were talking with the bartender. Around 6:30 a women walked in. She was definitely out of place.

Her date was to take her dancing after drinks and dinner, and told her to dress "HOT". To her, that meant sexy. She spent all afternoon shopping. She bought a black evening dress. The top of it showed a little of her cleavage, but not too much. She didn't think her breasts were big enough but they did stand out, even without a bra. The bottom half of the dress hugged her ass and thighs nicely. She was proud of her ass because it was small and round. She looked tall because she was wearing a pair of new Italian evening shoes with 4 inch stiletto heels, trimmed with rhinestones on the straps. Her shoes plus the short hem of the dress, just above her knees, showed off her long legs. Because the dress fit so snug, walking was slow. Dancing would be tricky and running was out of the question. Her dark brown hair was shoulder length and done up nicely. Overall, her appearance was stunning.

Her date told her to meet him here for drinks, but now she wasn't sure if this was the right lounge as she looked around. Even the taxi driver asked her several times if she was sure about the address. Not seeing her date, she decided to order a glass of wine and wait a little while for him. Spotting an empty booth by the pool table, she sat and hoped the tour guide her date, would show up soon. She cursed herself, especially since she didn't like being here alone.

The four gang members playing pool stared at her for a while and then ask her if she wanted to join them. Politely declining, she said she was waiting for her date.

Each of them blatantly stare and she felt like she was being violated somehow by their glances. They would lick their lips every time she looked their way. After more drinks, it got worse. They stood near her and rubbed their crotches waiting for their turn to shoot. They kept getting more crude with their remarks to each other, as though she wasn't there.

"HOW ABOUT SPREADING THOSE LEGS SO WE HAVE A REAL HOLE TO AIM AT!", one of the men playing pool said to her.

"DO YOU FUCK AS GOOD AS YOU LOOK?", another asked.

She tried to ignore their obscenities but couldn't. She decided to wait outside for her date to show up and was going to leave when one of them quickly came over. He placed one hand on her shoulder and roughly pushed her back in the booth while taking the seat next to her.

"BET YOU A BLOW-JOB I MAKE MY NEXT SHOT!", he said loudly then licked and kissed her ear.

She only sat there with her mouth gaping open and her eyes open wide in disbelief. She was shocked by his vulgar remark. No man had ever talked to her that way before, let alone treat her the way he was. When she didn't say or do anything, he shoved his hand under her dress, rubbing high above her knees and tried to pry her thighs apart. She fought him and looked for help from the other men. Somebody yelled that it was his shot. When he got up, she was relieved, but not for long. Another man took his place and two more sat directly across, trapping her in the booth. The man who fondled her made his shot. He threw the cue stick on the table, looked at her with an evil grin, and slowly walked over to the booth.

"YOU OWE ME A BLOW-JOB!", was all he said.

The bartender quickly ran to the front door and locked it. Two men pulled her kicking and screaming body out of the booth. They said she could fight and scream all she wanted but was still going to give that blow-job one way or the other! She went white from fear and begged the men to let her go. She said she didn't have a lot of money, but he could have it if he'd let her go. The guy pulled his zipper down and laughed.

"WE DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR MONEY! YOU CAN KEEP THAT! BUT WE AIN'T GOING TO LET YOU KEEP THAT PUSSY TO YOURSELF!", he told her.

She was about to be gang raped. She had only two choices. Fight and hope to escape, or try to relax and hope they didn't seriously hurt her. When she saw the ten men gathered around her, she knew she'd better try to relax.

Suddenly, she was forced to kneel. The bartender got behind and grabbed her head so she couldn't move it. The man who made the bet stepped closer. When he pulled his cock out, he told her to start sucking and if she bit him, he'd knock her teeth out and then fuck her face anyway! The bartender shoved her forward. The man in front ground his soft dick against her face. When he was hardening, he pinched her nose to make her open her mouth.

She finally gasped for air and he pushed his semi-hard dick into her mouth. He stopped moving once her lips encircled his cock and let the man behind take over. The bartender yanked her head back and forth over the prick. She was shoved and pulled, again and again, over and over. Her red lipstick smeared and coated the shaft of the dick that was between her lips. When the head of the cock hit the entrance to her throat, she gagged. The bartender kept pushing her head harder until the dick gouged past her tonsils. She was then forced to keep still, the cock buried in her throat, while the men talked to each other.

"NOT BAD! WARM AND JUICY! SHE NEEDS MORE PRACTICE GIVING HEAD THOUGH.", said the man raping her mouth.

"MAYBE SHE'S NEVER SUCKED COCK BEFORE. HOW ABOUT IT? YOU EVER HAVE A COCK FUCK YOUR THROAT BEFORE? SURE SHE HAS! SEE HOW HER LIPS SQUEEZE AROUND YOUR DICK!", the bartender said then leaned over her shoulder to look.

The man she was forced to suck then pushed the bartender away. Roughly grabbing her by the back of her head he began to violently fuck her face. Everyone could hear the slapping noise of her forehead hitting his belly and her grunts each time his cock fucked down her throat. Using her mouth the same way he'd use her pussy later, he fucked it with quick deep stabs. She was gagging and choking, but it worsened. Her nose was mashed tightly against his belly when he finally came. His cum bubbled from the corners of her mouth and ran from her nose. Thick strands of it dangled from her lips and chin. The guy kept fucking her face and seemed as though he'd never stop. The cum dribbled down her neck and spilled on the front of her new black dress. When he pulled his dick out of her mouth, she fought for air and coughed up yet more cum that was lodged deep in her throat.

Two men made sure she didn't get away while everyone else got undressed. She wasn't about to go anywhere after being almost drowned in cum, but they held her anyway.

When the men were ready, she was placed onto the pool table and held down immediately by four men, each grabbing an arm and leg. She was spreadeagle and face up, the light above blinding her. The bartender was the first to climbed on the table.

He slowly rubbed his huge dick on her legs. The other men were jealous of his 11 inch cock and he was always the first. The bartender yelled at her as another man pulled her head up. He ordered her to watch while he fucked his cock in her cunt. The men tried to spread her legs wider but couldn't because of the way her dress fit. The bartender reached down, fumbled a bit, and ripped the bottom of the dress open up to her waist.

The men gawked at what she had on, or what little she had on, under the dress. She was wearing ultra sheer black nylon stockings with lace tops. These were attached to a thin black satin garter belt. Her panties were the Frederick's of Holly- wood style with a crotchless area in the front. WELL YOU DUMB CUNT, YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO FUCK HIM OR ANYBODY ELSE FOR A WHILE WHEN WE'RE DONE! NOW LETS SEE JUST HOW TIGHT YOUR CUNT IS!"

Stunned, she realized the tour guide, and her date, was TONY! TONY asked her to go out! TONY told her to dress "HOT". TONY said to meet him here! TONY had arranged for these men to rape her!

After ripping her panties and bra off, the bartender told the men to let her go. She tried to squirm and kick but he was quick. Grabbing her tiny wrists, he pulled her arms over her head and held them in place with one hand while he wedged his legs between her's. He then forced her thighs apart with his knees and put his long hard dick against the opening of her pussy with his free hand. In one downward push, he brutally shoved his cock into her. She let out a blood curdling scream and fought harder, trying futility to stop him from raping her. He enjoyed all the screaming and fighting. He mockingly scream- ed each time she did.

While the bartender raped her, the other men made it worse by pinching, squeezing, rubbing, poking, kissing, licking and sucking her entire body. Men began to play with and suck her tits, their dirty hands squeezing and pinching her nipples. Someone covered her mouth with his hand so he wouldn't have to listen to her high pitched yells. Her feet were high off the pool table as hands and dicks rubbed her, enjoying the silky feel of her legs. Somebody spread her ass cheeks apart and something wet being shoved into her asshole. Two dicks were slapping her face, hitting her cheeks and eyes.

Some minutes later, her muffled screams and cries turned to whimpers and sobs but the bartender wouldn't let up, fucking with the same intensity he started with. After what seemed like an eternity to her, he pulled back for one last push. Almost pulling out of her, he grunted and rammed forward with all his strength. Her head snapped back and a long muffled scream could be heard from behind the hand still covering her mouth. He tightened his ass and shoved several times, his cock squirting deep inside her each time. Sperm, mixed with blood, began to pour from her raped and NO LONGER VIRGIN pussy. He filled her with so much cum that it formed a white puddle on the pool table. The other men let her go and then argued who would rape her next.

Laying passively beneath the bartender, arms and legs still spread out wide, she cried uncontrollably. The one thing she fought for and kept, all through high school, college, and two years since graduating, was her virginity. She wanted to save herself for her wedding night. It was most difficult on recent dates to resist giving in to her current boyfriend, but she did! Now, all of the arguments and fights over the years were for nothing! She was just raped! She was no longer a virgin!

"FUCK! SHE WAS A VIRGIN! I'LL BET TONY DIDN'T KNOW THAT!", the bartender said.

He looked down and she was still crying.

"COME ON BABY, LIGHTEN UP! SO YOU LOST YOUR CHERRY. NO SENSE CRYING OVER SPILT MILK. YOU SHOULD BE PROUD YOUR CUNT IS TIGHT! THEY'RE THE BEST KIND! BESIDES, WE'RE JUST GETTING STARTED!", he told her.

He then withdrew his dick. Everyone watched her bright pink pussy cling to his cock as he pulled out. Another man quickly jumped on the table when the bartender got off. He wasn't in big a hurry. This time, she could feel her vagina being slowly stretched and filled with cock. Her facial expression was one of agony and she felt like he was tearing her apart with his prick.

"QUIT MAKING FACES! IF YOU DON'T LIKE MY COCK OR HIS, THERE'S MORE! SOONER OR LATER YOU'LL FIND ONE YOU LIKE!", he yelled.

He confirmed what she tried not to think about. She was going to be raped and thought about what she could do to end this ordeal as quickly as possible. At least her initial shock and pain had passed and she could think more clearly. She tried to remember all the sex courses she took in school, all the intimate talks with her girlfriends, all books she ever read that were about sex or had a sexy part in it. Anything and every thing that might help. One book stood out in her mind. It was a paperback she found last year in the subway back home. From the explicit and obscene drawing on the front cover, she knew that it was XXX-rated. Even so, she picked it up when nobody was looking and read it in the privacy of her bedroom. She thought it was the most graphic and erotic story she had ever read and kept the book hidden, getting it out only to masturbate with once in a while. In fear of her own life and thinking about all the men who waited their turn, she tried things from the book on the man raping her now.

She wrapped one arm tightly around his neck and pulled his face down to hers, furiously French-kissing him. She wrapped her legs around him, moving them up and down so he could feel her nylon stockings. Though she knew it would hurt, she locked her ankles together behind his ass and pulled his prick deeper into her while wantonly grinding herself against him. She ran one hand through his dirty hair while her other one roamed over his shoulders and back. She sucked greedily on his thick wet tongue and faked a desired moan into his mouth. She tried anything she could remember from the raunchy book to get him to cum and get off of her.

It all worked! He shot his sperm in her already full vagina and pulled out. Immediately she was raped by another man, then another, and then another. She tried her best with each of them to do the same thing, but couldn't keep pretending any longer. There were just far too many men. Unable to stand the pain and mostly all the humiliation she was going through, she broke down. She cried and begged the men to leave her alone. The man on top of her squeezed hard and twisted both her tits, causing her to scream.

"SHUT UP YOU COCK-SUCKING SLUT! YOU HAVEN'T FUCKED ALL OF US YET! THERE'S STILL FIVE TO GO!", he yelled at her.

Suddenly the man pulled his cock out and crawled to her chest. She was so terrified now that she just laid still with her eyes tightly closed, waiting for one of the other five men to get between her legs and rape her. She wasn't aware that the man who just finished was pointing his cum covered dick at her face. Just before he came, she opened her eyes. Sperm splashed everywhere on her face. A man held her head still as more squirted out of the prick inches from her face. Finally done, he pulled her up by the hair and repeatedly slapped his wet dick on her cum drenched face as he yelled at her.

"THE ONLY FUCKING THING YOU BEG FOR IS COCK AND CUM! YOU WALK IN HERE DRESSED LIKE A COCK-SUCKING SLUT AND WANT US TO STOP! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU'RE KIDDING? YOU'LL FUCK AND SUCK ALL OF US UNTIL WE CAN'T GET IT UP ANY MORE! YOU GOT THAT SLUT!"

The last five men took their turns fucking her and did the same thing. When ready, they would pull out of her, kneel above her chest, and squirt their sperm all over her face or tits and then use her beautiful dark hair to wipe off their dicks. When the tenth man finished, she was barely conscience.

Her face, hair, and tits were completely covered with sperm. It ran down the sides of her face into her ears and onto her neck. She couldn't open her eyes because there was so much cum on them. She had to breath through her mouth again because they even shot cum up her nose. Her dark brown hair looked streaked because there was cum matted and drying to feel sexy. It's my fault, not theirs! I could have left when I saw only men in here, but I didn't! I was asking for it. I might as well have walked in with a sign hanging around my neck reading "RAPE ME!". I dressed up like a slut, walk in here, and expected them to leave me alone. They're absolutely right! I was asking for it!".

Two men pulled her off the pool table and carried her into the bathroom. They cleaned the cum off her with dry brown paper towels that scraped and scratched wherever they rubbed. When they brought her out again, she noticed the pool table was moved. In its place under the light was an old dirty mattress and eight naked men standing around it. She was pushed toward the men and mattress and fell face down on it, too weak to stand in her high heels and no will left to fight them anymore. She felt hands everywhere pulling, shoving, and lifting her. She opened her eyes to see a man laying on his back below her.

It was the bartender and his 11 inch prick was standing straight up. Her pussy lips were spread apart by two sets of cold fingers as she was lowered onto his long thick cock. This time it easily slid into her wet and stretched vagina. It came as a surprise that she didn't feel a stabbing pain like before. She could feel him inside her, but no pain. Someone yanked her by the hair. They were going to force her to suck another prick. She relaxed her jaw and opened her mouth without protesting or being told to. She allowed the cock to push all the way to her tonsils and stop there. Next, she felt hands pushing her to a kneeling position. Then she felt more hands pull her ass cheeks open. She panicked and tried to crawl away from the men behind her. Moving forward as fast as she could caused the cock in her mouth to go straight into her throat.

"SO YOU LIKE IT NOW? HERE THEN, GOBBLE IT ALL UP YOU COCK- SUCKING SLUT!", the man who first came on her face said.

He shoved his hips at her mouth as hard as he could. Thrown backward by his movements, her asshole was stabbed by a cock that was waiting back there. Now the pain she though was gone, shot through her whole body. A tearing burning pain she never knew existed. Her mind screamed since her mouth couldn't. The pain wouldn't go away and only increased when the three men began fucking her in unison. She knew she was being ripped apart while the two cocks fucked and stretched her vagina and asshole. Two more men kept her from collapsing so the others could fuck her. She was being forced to endure having her ass, vagina, and mouth raped all at the same time. As a further humiliation, the men who held her up, wrapped her delicate hands around their cocks and used them to jack-off, while two more men knelt next to her and pulled her tits out to the sides and rubbed their cocks on her nipples.

She was barely kneeling and grotesquely being jerked around. Seven of the ten men were sexually abusing her. None of them cared if she could move. None of them cared if she did move. None of them cared if it hurt when she or they moved. They were using her for their own sexual satisfaction.

After a while, her pain started to ease up, but only a little. She kept her eyes shut tight because she didn't want to know what the men were doing to her body or making her do to them. She wanted to forget the feeling of their pricks filling and stretching her mouth, vagina, and ass. All she wanted was for them to finish and let her go. She didn't know how much more of their abuse she could put up with.

The guy in her ass was the first to cum. When he pulled out and got off, her relief was very short lived. Another man, using the first guy's sperm as a lubricant, rammed his cock into her tight ass. The one in her mouth erupted and she gagged and choked again while trying to swallow her second taste of a man's cum. This was also replaced by another prick, only thicker. She was trying to open her mouth, but he was in too big a hurry and began fucking her face violently. He jammed down her throat and didn't pull out. She felt the bartender below tense and fill her vagina again with sperm, and like the others, was quickly replaced when he withdrew.

It seemed as though they had control over everything she did, felt, and thought. Her muscles and nerves were adjusting to the pain. She had stopped choking and was breathing though her nose effortlessly. The cock in her throat didn't feel natural but she could live with it and still breath. If she timed it just right, she could move her hips a certain way and the pricks in her ass and vagina wouldn't hurt at all. When the second guy came in her ass, she didn't feel any pain when he pulled out and a third one shoved in. She began thinking that this was all just a dream caused by reading her paperback too many times. She thought she was the girl from that book.

She was confused. She heard stories that women lost track of how many men raped them or at least became hysteric during a gang rape. That's why most gangs got away with it. Their victims couldn't remember beyond the first few men and the rest got the charges against them reduced to assault. Here she was actually counting! Was this good or bad? So far, all ten men had raped her vagina. Two of them twice! Three times they forced her to commit sodomy with them and three times she was forced to perform oral sex on them. She began to wonder if having a clear mind was all that helpful. If the men knew she was keeping track of what they were forcing her to do, would they let her go?

She was just swallowing the fourth man's sperm and didn't know it until the guy pulled out and she heard herself calmly say "Four". Shocked by her own gurgling voice, she opened her eyes and looked around.

Two men were kneeling in front of her, jacking-off and pointing their pricks at her face. Looking down, she saw a man laying under her staring back up, her hands were pressed flat on each side of his head. She tried to remember when the other men let her arms and tits go and couldn't. Then she noticed that she was rocking. She could feel two pricks moving in her ass and pussy and back out again. They weren't moving, she was! "Did I pass out?", she asked herself. She didn't think so. She then felt the cock in her pussy shoot it's sperm and was surprised that it felt so warm. The one in her ass felt the same way two seconds later. For a moment, she didn't have a man's dick in any of her openings. Yet, she was rocking.

Another man appeared and slipped his dick into her pussy. She closed her eyes, but not tightly, and moan several times while he fucked her. She moaned a little louder and bit her lower lip when she felt another cock plunge into her ass. Everything felt so very different to her. There was no pain at all and she felt incredibly stretched and full.

She opened her eyes again and this time saw only one cock pointed at her. The head of it looked like a purple mushroom and it had a pungent musky damp odor. A clear liquid seeped from the tiny slit in the end. For some reason she still can't explain, her mouth opened and her tongue licked the drop of fluid. The taste wasn't unpleasant, but she couldn't relate it to anything. Her tongue came out again and licked another drop. This one tasted like a watered down syrup. Her girlfriends tried unsuccessfully to describe the taste of cum to her once. Now, she knew first hand what they were talking about. She moved forward. Placing her lips around the head, she sucked and tasted several more drops. The dick was soft and spongy between her lips, not hard and stiff as she expected. She was amazed that every time she licked the end, it would jump and wiggle in her mouth. She opened her lips wider and let more of it slip in. Again she licked. Again it jumped. The part past the rubbery head pulsed and tickled her lips. She had to swallow and when she did, the cock really leaped. She swallowed again and it leaped and tickled her again. She was startled by a voice.

"YOU ENJOY IT, DON'T YOU?", the man she was sucking asked.

When she un-knowingly shook her head "YES", the cock jumped harder and slipped a little deeper into her mouth. She suddenly felt a quivering in her pussy and stomach. Both dicks inside her seemed to bloat trying to relieve an itch she had deep inside her. Her mouth tightened around the cock, causing it to leak more cum in her mouth. She was beginning to enjoy the taste now and purposely clamped her lips tighter on the dick.

"IF YOU SUCK ON IT REAL HARD, YOU'LL GET WHAT YOU WANT.", the man in front of her said.

She sucked harder and pressed the back of her tongue against the spongy head at the same time. This made the cock grow bigger, jump harder, and more cum came out. She tried to repeat this but the quivering inside her vagina and the itch in her ass intensified, distracting her. She tried pushing back against the men behind her and that only increased the sen- sation. These feelings were new to her and she didn't know how to handle them.

The cock in her mouth leaked out more cum and she quickly forgot why it was there in the first place. She sucked harder, drawing her cheeks in, and really liked the taste and feel of it in her mouth. Her pussy and ass clenched tightly around the cocks buried in them and she felt a new level of excitement shake her. Whatever the men were doing, she wanted them to keep it up. The sensations they gave her were great and she wanted more. Remembering another part of her favorite book, she pushed back and rotated her bottom in small circles. This sent a greater wave of tingling sensations and warmth throughout her whole body. As the two men plowed into her faster and faster, she thought she had died and gone to heaven it felt that wonderful. She pushed back again to see if the sensations would increase. Boy did they ever! It seemed as though her ass and pussy were one big exposed nerve ending and that their dicks gave her nothing but extreme pleasure.

The cock between her lips suddenly filled her mouth with cum. She tried to savor the taste, but there was too much. She swallowed what was there and the cock shot out more. Her mouth was again full and overflowing with cum. She loved the taste. She didn't realize that she was purring and moaning her satis- faction so loudly to the men around her. When she felt cum dripping from her lips, she took a hand off the mattress and tried to put it back in her mouth with her fingers. The cock was getting softer, but she sucked and licked it anyway, trying to coax more of the sweet tasting cum from it.

She felt the two dicks below filling her with their cum and wave after wave of pure joy rattled her mind. She ground herself back hard against them and screamed around the soft cock in her mouth. This time, the scream was from a pleasure she had never before experienced. The three men pulled out of her almost at the same time. She immediately fell flat on the mattress and was grinding herself against an imaginary lover. Her mind yelled at her to find out what happened to the cocks.

"PLEASE! YOUR PRICKS! PLEASE! DON'T STOP! PLEASE!", she said to anybody who would listen.

She shoved both hands between her legs and began finger fucking herself. The sensations were slipping away fast. No matter how many fingers she used or how deep she shoved them in, they didn't bring back the wonderful tingling she felt before. And because of this frustration, her desire for those sensations was getting stronger by the second.

"PLEASE! SOMEBODY HELP ME! ANYBODY!", she pleaded.

The men had never raped anyone like her before. TONY assured them she was a "Plain Jane" type. She cost the gang only $100.00, not $300.00 he normally charged to sucker girls in to meeting him only to then be raped by the gang when he didn't show up. None of them could get over how sexy she was. Her small round ass, framed by a thin black garter belt, was pumping up and down on her fingers. Her long nylon covered legs scissored back and forth. She was desperately trying to cum and behaving like the slut they called her. Yet, all ten men knew that only a couple of hours ago, she was a virgin!

"MOST OF US ARE SOFT. HOW ARE WE GOING TO FUCK YOU WITH SOFT COCKS?", one man teased her.

"TELL ME WHAT TO DO! I'LL DO ANYTHING!", she said honestly.

He ordered her kneel up straight. Reluctantly pulled at and sucked the closest cock to her, mouth and head began bobbing up and down over it. She acted like she'd been doing this all her life. She was only guessing that they liked to feel her lips rub up and down their cocks. She knew she liked it, so why wouldn't they. Humming and swirling her tongue around the shaft of the cock, came from her XXX-rated book. Somebody brought her hands up and placed them on the ass of the man she was sucking. She looked up into his eyes, waiting for instructions.

"DEEPER!", was all he said to her.

With the quivering sensations returning, she thought to herself that he could have asked her to do a lot more and she would gladly do anything he said. She tried to open her mouth wider, but couldn't, so did the next best thing. Holding onto his ass, she pulled him forward. His cock head hit the entrance to her throat and she started to gag. Determined to get his dick hard and increase her enjoyment, she suppressed the gag reflex as best she could and swallowed the dick. When he grunted and began grinding his hips in her face, she knew it wouldn't be long before he'd fuck her.

"BACK OFF! I'M GOING TO FUCK YOUR TIGHT CUNT AGAIN!", he yelled.

She couldn't have been happier and quickly rolled over to lay on her back. With her high heels flat and legs bent open wide, she waited for him. Her own hands went to her tits and rubbed each hard nipple.

"HURRY! PLEASE! PUT IT IN!", she said with her eyes closed.

"FIRST THINGS FIRST! YOU HAVE TO LEARN HOW TO TALK. YOU DON'T SAY "IT", IT'S A COCK! YOU DON'T SAY YOU WANT IT "IN", YOU ASK THE GUY TO FUCK YOUR CUNT! ANOTHER THING, WHEN YOU'RE BLOWING A GUY, YOU NEVER WAIT FOR HIM TO TELL YOU TO TAKE HIS COCK DEEPER IN YOUR MOUTH, YOU DEEP-THROAT HIM AUTOMATICALLY! GOT ALL THAT?", he asked.

She shook her head yes.

"FINE. TRY IT!" he said.

"FUCK MY CUNT WITH YOUR COCK!", she stated.

"LISTEN, IF YOU WANT A MAN FUCK A SLUT LIKE YOU, YOU HAVE TO BEG HIM. YOU DON'T KNOW ALL THE MOVES YET. UNTIL YOU GET SOME EXPERIENCE, YOU BETTER BEG GUYS TO FUCK YOU. A COCK- UCKER LIKE YOU BETTER BEG A LOT OF GUYS IF YOU WANT BE GOOD AT THIS! ONE MORE THING. ALWAYS FUCK MORE THAN ONE AT A TIME. SEEING YOU GET FUCKED BY ALL OF US HAS MADE ME HORNY ENOUGH TO CUM 3 TIMES ALREADY. SO REMEMBER THAT NEXT TIME YOU WANT TO FUCK, MAKE SURE IT'S WITH A GROUP OF GUYS, NOT JUST ONE! NOW TRY IT AGAIN.", he told her.

She gathered her thoughts, thinking what she would say to him. With her mind made up, she reached down and spread her cunt lips apart and spoke.

"PLEASE FUCK ME. I NEED YOUR COCK IN MY CUNT. IT FEELS SO GOOD WHEN I'M BEING FUCKED. I'LL EVEN SUCK SOMEBODY ELSE'S COCK WHILE YOU WATCH. PLEASE! I'M BEGGING YOU!"

The guy laid on top of her and kissed her mouth hard. Her lips opened and she let his tongue run along her teeth and then play with hers. She tightly wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed as they continued to French-kiss. When his lower body started a pumping motion, she thrust back, the sensations returning inside her cunt. She was trying to get his cock inside but he kept it sandwiched between their bellies. She groaned her desire and thrust her hips up again. Her breathing was sporadic. She squeezed his ass with her legs while grinding herself against him. She never felt this way. She had a desire that she couldn't control or satisfy and it was getting stronger. Her cunt was opening on its own and she felt like she was wetting herself. She knew all the men had pumped cum in her, but that wasn't what she felt. She was get- ting ready to cum. That's what she was feeling! Laying half naked under him, passionately kissing him, wantonly urging him to fuck her, she was going to cum! SHE IS A SLUT! She's begging a member of a gang to fuck her. A gang of rapists that had her here against her will. Only a true slut would want that. And she wanted him now more than anything else. She was being controlled by the sensations in her cunt and the desire to have it filled and stretched.

He broke their kiss and knelt between her willingly spread legs.

"YES! NOW! FUCK MY CUNT NOW! I NEED YOUR COCK BAD!", she moaned.ers. She looked between her tits and saw that his cock was still hard and pointed straight out above her cunt. She watched as he put his hands under her ass and brought her cunt level with his cock, bending her neck in the process.

"IF YOU WANT TO FUCK, THEN GRAB MY COCK AND PUT IT IN YOUR CUNT.", he told her.

Straining to reach, she grabbed it. "My God!", she thought, "Did he fuck me with that already?" The answer came quickly as her heart seemed to stop beating, her eyes rolled in their sockets, and her mouth gaped wide open. None of her reactions were from pain. All of this came from his cock sinking deeply and slowly into her cunt, touching every sensitive nerve she had there and many more she didn't know were there. Nothing in her whole life ever felt this good. Her whole being centered around the cock that gave her noth- ing but pure joy.

"OH! DON'T STOP! PLEASE! FILL MY CUNT WITH THAT BEAUTIFUL COCK! GIVE ME MORE!", she raved.

"IF YOU CAN SQUEEZE WITH YOUR CUNT, IT'LL FEEL EVEN BETTER.", he replied. In her delirium, she could only make out or understand a few things he said.

"OH! YES! SQUEEZE CUNT! SQUEEZE CUNT! OH! SQUEEZE CUNT!", she babbled.

"THAT'S RIGHT YOU FUCKING SLUT! SQUEEZE YOUR CUNT AROUND MY COCK. NOW CALL YOURSELF A SLUT!", he told her.

She heard every word this time and didn't hesitate to say what he wanted to hear.

"SLUT! I'M A SLUT! SQUEEZE SLUT! NO! SQUEEZE CUNT! YES! OH FUCK ME I'M A SLUT!", she screamed out.

Her first climax with a man started as her stomach tight- ened and her legs stiffened. She slammed her hands on the mattress repeatedly and whipped her head back and forth like a women possessed while her body spasmed and jerked about uncontrollably. Her vagina clenched around the cock and seemed to draw more of it inside her. She relished the feeling of the cock hitting her cervix and filling every nook and cranny inside her. This time, she almost did pass out as she came hard and for a long time.

Just as she stopped jumping around and her mind cleared, she felt a warm liquid on her lips and flicked her tongue out to wipe it away. CUM! She opened her mouth wide. Three men jacked-off in her mouth. The taste of all that cum and the cock still buried in her cunt made her soar again. The men watched as she threw her hips up high, her tongue wiggling, and she swallowed all the cum in her mouth. She climaxed again. She was bucking and grunting like the men did. During her climax the guy fucking her also pumped another load of cum in her cunt. When he pulled out, and rolled off her, they were surprised to hear her talk.

"THAT'S UNBELIEVABLE! I NEVER KNEW IT COULD FEEL SO GOOD! FUCK ME AGAIN! PLEASE! DON'T STOP! FUCK ME AGAIN! I WANT ALL OF YOU TO FUCK ME! ALL OF YOU LINE UP AND FUCK ME! I WANT TO CUM AGAIN.", she gleefully said to the men.

"OK SLUT! BUT, YOU HAVE TO BEG US!", one of them said.

"PLEASE! PRETTY PLEASE! FUCK ME", she begged.

"DEEP DOWN, YOU ARE A SLUT! AREN'T YOU? YOU LIKE HAVING GUYS FUCK YOUR CUNT AND SHOOT CUM ALL OVER YOUR FACE! ISN'T THAT RIGHT?", somebody else yelled.

"YES! I'M A SLUT! A WHORE! A DIRTY LITTLE TRAMP! ALL THOSE THINGS. I CAN'T HELP IT! YOUR COCKS ARE WONDERFUL! I DON'T CARE ANYMORE! I'M A SLUT! IT FEELS GREAT! IF THIS IS HOW A SLUT FEELS, THEN I WANT TO BE A SLUT! FUCK ME! FUCK MY CUNT! FUCK MY COCK-SUCKING SLUT MOUTH! FUCK MY SLUT ASS IF YOU WANT TO! PLEASE! JUST FUCK ME AND CUM!", she shouted.

"YOU LOVE CUM TOO, DON'T YOU? YOU LOVE WHITE THICK CUM SHOOTING IN YOUR MOUTH AND DOWN YOUR THROAT.", another man asked.

"YES I LOVE IT! THICK WHITE CUM...", she was getting turned on just by their dirty talk and could feel another climax building up.

"YOU'RE A COCK-SUCKING SLUT! YOU'LL FUCK ANYBODY OR ANY- THING WITH A COCK! YOU LIVE FOR CUM AND COCKS! RIGHT?", someone said.

"YES! I'M A SLUT. FUCK ME! I LOVE IT! FUCK ME AND CUM! YES. CUM, COCKS, CUNT, MOUTH, THROAT, ASS, ANYWHERE! JUST FUCK ME! PLEASE! CUM ANYWHERE! I'M NOTHING BUT A CUM DRINK- ING COCK-SUCKING FUCKING SLUT! OH!...FUCK! CUM! OH PLEASE! CUM! FUCK ME! FUCK ME AND CUM!", she shouted deliriously and climaxed again.

She let them fuck her ass and cunt at the same time again and climaxed from that too. She sucked on two cocks, relishing and swallowing their cum. She watched men squirt their cum on her face and tits and climaxed. As each man finished, she would clean their cocks with her mouth. When one of the men bent over, his ass sticking in her face, she tongued his asshole like it was the most natural thing in the world to do. She wouldn't slow down or ask them to stop. In fact, she pleaded and begged them to fuck her any- where they wanted to. Everything the men did brought on another mind blowing climax.

When the last one was done and the others said they were fucked out, she laid down on the mattress. Groaning, moaning, and grunting like some wild animal, she let them watch as she finger-fucked herself to three more climaxes. After doing this, she filled one of her hands with the cum from her cunt. While all the men stared at her, she licked it slowly from her fingers and swallowed it. She knew she was acting like a real slut but she didn't care. As long as she kept cuming and the men kept cuming, she wanted to be a slut.

Sure, her girlfriends told her having sex was fun, but they never told her it would be this much fun. She didn't be- lieve them when they told her a cock could make her feel better than masturbating. She couldn't imagine herself craving a man the way her girlfriends said she would after loosing her virginity. They never once told her that she'd fall in love with the taste of a man's cum. They told her a lot of things and didn't tell her a lot of other things. She experienced feelings she never had before and loved them all.

If dressing up got men to react like this, she'd dress as sexy and as sultry as she could. If men liked garter belts, nylons, and high heels, she'd wear them and get to like wearing them. If they wanted to fuck her, she'd let them. If they wanted a blow-job instead, she'd drop and wouldn't complain. From now on, any man could fuck her any way they wanted or she'd suck his cock. Even the ugly ones. A couple of these men were ugly, but if she closed her eyes, she still enjoyed their fucking and cum plus climaxed herself.

For the first time all night the men couldn't get hard anymore and were trying to decide what to do with her. She was on the mattress, legs spread wide open rubbing her cunt, waiting for one of them to join her. One guy told her to go and clean herself up. Another one grabbed her purse and handed it to her. Nobody escorted her to the bathroom this time.

Washing as best she could, she then put make-up on. Finished, she looked at herself in the dirty and cracked full length door mirror and smiled. She thought she did look sexy wearing a garter belt, nylons, and high heels. At least as good as any girl she knew. Well, almost as good. She wished her tits were a little bigger. Someone called for her to come out. "Great!", she thought, "They're going to fuck me again." She walked out, put her purse on the pool table, and started to lay down on the mattress when they stopped her.

"YOU MAY BE READY BUT WE'RE NOT. WHY DON'T YOU GET YOUR THINGS TOGETHER AND LEAVE.", one of them said.

Surprised by what he said, she tried to think of some- thing to say. To her, this wasn't a rape any more. They weren't forcing her to do anything now. She asked them to fuck her. She wanted this more than anything she ever wanted.

"WAIT A MINUTE! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! PLEASE DON'T! I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! I WON'T CALL THE POLICE ON YOU GUYS! WE DON'T HAVE TO FUCK IF YOU DON'T WANT TO. THAT'S OKAY WITH ME. HONEST IT IS! JUST LET ME SUCK YOUR COCKS, OKAY? YOU GUYS JUST SIT DOWN AND REST AN to fuck her but if they didn't want to, that was fine. She knew she was able to cum by just sucking their cocks and she'd settle for that. Her idea was to suck their cocks, one by one, and hope that somebody would get horny enough from watching that they'd fuck her. She needed their cocks. She wanted to taste their cum but more than that, she needed to feel their cocks stretching and filling her cunt. And now, they refused. Why? She said she'd do anything they wanted and he just said she was too willing. What's that suppose to mean? She started again when the bartender spoke.

"FORGET IT. IF YOU WANT MORE COCK, GO AND BEG SOME PLACE ELSE. WHO KNOWS, YOU MIGHT GET LUCKY! THE FRONT DOOR IS LOCKED. IT'S AFTER 2 AM. WE'RE SUPPOSE TO BE CLOSED. USE THE BACK DOOR.", he said.

Her ego hurt, and her emotions being played with like a yoo-yoo, she felt like crying again. They were rejecting her. They didn't want her. Trying to hold her tears back, he thought she could still change their minds.

Making sure they could see her wet and naked cunt, she adjusted her stockings by running her hands up each leg very slowly. She then stood in the sexiest pose she could think of and looked at the men, hoping one of them had change their mind and wanted to fuck her, or at least let her suck on his cock. When they all ignored her, she was totally devastated. What happened? What did she do wrong? What did she say that turned them off? The bartender talked to her again.

"LOOK, WE RAPED YOU! WE DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE A VIRGIN, NOT THAT IT WOULD HAVE MADE ANY DIFFERENCE. SO WE RAPED YOU! BIG DEAL! LIKE A GOOD GIRL, YOU SCREAMED AND FOUGHT AND KICKED AND TRIED TO GET AWAY. AGAINST TEN OF US, YOU DIDN'T STAND A CHANCE. YOU THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO KILL YOU. FUCK LADY, THAT'S THE LAST THING WE HAD ON OUR MINDS! YOU FINALLY DECIDE TO LAY BACK AND WAIT FOR US TO FINISH. BUT THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, BECAUSE IT WAS YOUR FIRST TIME, YOU DISCOVERED THAT FUCKING IS THE GREATEST THING SINCE SLICED BREAD! THEN, YOU GRAB ANY COCK THAT GETS NEAR YOU. WE DIDN'T EXPECT THAT. SHIT, WHAT'S THE SENSE OF RAPING SOMEBODY IF THEY GRAB YOU AND ASK FOR MORE! SEE WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY. YOU MADE IT TOO EASY! GO ON, GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! ONE DAY YOU'LL FIGURE IT OUT.

Mad because she thought they had purposely turned her into a cock crazed slut and still feeling rejected, she quickly turned and stomped away. Walking behind the bar and through the stock area, she opened up the back door and stepped out into the alley. Slamming shut, the door auto- matically locked. It was then that she realized she needed money for a taxi back to her hotel and that her purse was still in the bar on the pool table.

A cold chill ran through her body, and she also found out with equal horror that she was dressed only in a thin black satin garter belt, sheer black nylon stockings with lace tops, and her new Italian 4 inch stiletto heels, trimmed with rhinestone straps!

RAPED

Wed, 07 Jan 2009 18:30:01 +0100

My husband and I went to visit a friend of ours in Loisville Kentucky last week. I was dressed very sexy since I do love to tease.I am 23 yrs old,Long blond hair ,blue eyes and about 100lb.

I was wearing a very short skirt,nylons, garters, 4" fuck me heels, and a sheer white blouse. No bra and no panties. My friend is a white male whom we visit for great sex about once a month. I am an exibitionist and we go out to the bars for me to tease the guys.

When we all get hot out of our minds we go home and fuck like bunnies(I love threesomes). Well we went to a few bars and �nally ended up in a little dive joint off 7th steet. We were the only white people in the bar. I did not let it bother me as I went about being my normal tease. I brushed my ass and tits against every guy I could. The black studs kept buying me drinks and playing with my tits and ass. I could tell that they were expecting to get lucky.

I Played the juke box and bent over to expose my bare ass and garters. I was getting real hot and my husband was getting a little nervous. I went back to the table and told them that I was ready to leave.

My husband started to get up when he was grabbed by 2 of the black men. I was grabbed by another. Our friend just sat there with his head down. The bartender told my friend that he could leave now as he has satis�ed his end of the deal. Appearently he had gotten himself in debt with this guy and the bartender had agreed to waive the debt if he delivered a beutifull blond for him and his friends to gang rape.

Our "friend" got up and left. My husband was then beat up by the gang and left tied up in a chair to watch them rape me. I struggled and screamed to be let go. I was then repeatedly slapped very hard which sent my head spinning. My skirt and blouse were ripped off and I was pushed to the �oor as I was held spread eagle to the �oor They began to mount me and rape me.

They seemed to want to hurt me as they rammed into me without lubrication. Their dicks were bigger than anything I had ever had. All I could do is scream in pain until they began to rape my mouth too. They told me that is I bit them they would cut off my pretty white tits and feed them to my husband. They were ramming down my throat as hard as they were fucking my pussy. At times I was turned around and had a dick shoved into my ass. After awhile I was taken to the pool table where a large black man was already laying down. I was picked up and placed on top of him. His big black dick shoved deep into my ass. I was pushed back onto him as another climbed between my legs and rammed into my pussy. My head was laid back and two big black dicks began to alternate fucking my mouth.

Black dicks were placed in each of my hands and I was told to jack them off to completion. I was being gang raped and felt they could not do any thing more when the stud fucking my pussy moved up as high as he could without leaving my pussy. Then I felt incredable pressure as another big black dick had moved in behind him and was pushing his dick into my pussy beside his. I tried to scream but could not with the dicks in my mouth. They continued to fuck me harder and harder.

When one of the guys said hey I just found $500 in her husbands wallet I will give it to you guys fucking her now if you can all make your dicks dissappear into this white bitch at once. With that they all began to ram into be harder .One of them said fuck er harder guys�I bet we can fuck this bitch up good. Cram that meat into her. MY face was slapped repeatedly over and over . They laughed as they saw that the corners of my mouth was bleeding. AS one stud came he was quickly replaced by another. They raped me like this for hours. They had more guys coming into the bar all night. They were paying admission to rape a pretty young blond.

As They continued to rape me I began to wonder if they would kill me. MY face was bruised and bleeding, as was my pussy and ass. I was also sure that a couple of my ribs were broken by the guys that kept ramming there weight onto me .

As the night went on I was tied to the pool table spred eagle. Two longneck beer bottles were shoved into my pussy and ass. I was left that way until someone was ready to fuck me again. only then was the bottle removed but was replaced were they were done.

At 3:30 am my husband (still straped to the chair) and I were taken outside to a back alley. They place him in the chair facing an old abadoned car I was tied with my legs to the front bumber , my back on the hood and my arms were streched tight with rope and tied to the rear view mirrors. They left me there for anybody that want to fuck me. I was fucked by many more that night. Gang members..bums..and even the two black cops when they found me shove there big black dicks into me while my husband watched.

A BAD DATE

Tue, 06 Jan 2009 19:00:01 +0100

This is a true story that happened tonight. When I got home from work my daughter said my wife was in the bedroom getting dressed to go out with the girls from work. I found this odd as usually she tells me when she has plans for a girls night out. I peeked through the keyhole (yes we really have one) and saw my wife standing in a pair of high cut white satin ruffled panties and a very lacy matching bra.

What really shocked me was when I saw her put on a cream lacy garter-belt and a pair of ultra sheer black nylons I purchased for her a couple of weeks ago. I got extremely excited watching her pull the nylons up her legs and attaching them to the garters. I backed away from the door and went down to the kitchen and waited.

When she came down she told me she was going out with the girls. She had on a button up the front dress and a pair of 4 inch black spike heels. My wife loves to show off her legs and usually wears nylons and garters when we go out together as it really turns me on to see guys and sometimes girls checking out her legs knowing they are getting a glimpse of her nylon tops. I've known for a while that some guy had been coming on to her at work as she told me about him and even said she had teased him a little but nothing more.

Very often when we go out she will wear seamed nylons as she knows that they are my favorite and will definitely catch a man's (and sometimes a woman's) eye. Up until several years ago she occasionally dated some guys we knew and this was done with my full knowledge and I knew when she was going out. On these occasions she would usually make quite a show about getting ready and tell me about her plans on fucking and sucking them and teasing them with her nyloned legs.

When she would get home she would tell me all about the evening which would get me very turned on and lead to some incredible sex even though she was usually exhausted from her night of fucking. On several occasions she would make a date to have them come over telling them I would be out for the evening. I would hide in the house and would get to watch them. I am also a devout voyeur and would especially enjoy watching them make out on the couch while they felt her nyloned legs and then watching their cocks sliding in and out of her pussy while their hands would be sliding up and down her nyloned legs. Incidentally, my wife gets very turned by having her legs felt up and says it especially turns her on to have them felt up through her nylon stockings and have them getting stroked while she is getting fucked and having me or her lover tell her how much we enjoy the feeling and sight of her nylon covered legs.

Usually on these evenings I would get so turned on that I would stroke my cock while watching them and try to time my coming off at the same time as him or her. This would usually lead to many pleasurable nights of extremely hot sex afterwards while she would tell me how much she enjoyed his big hard cock and fucking him, sometimes making believe I was him and reliving the actual fuck. On the nights she would date she would come home, tell me all about it and describe every detail on how, where and what she did, usually making me masturbate in front of her while she put on a leg show of smoothing and straightening her nylons and described the evening of teasing, making out and sucking and fucking.

This would drive me nuts and she knew it because I get extremely turned on by watching a woman putting on and straightening out her nylons. Usually when we go out for an evening she will make an extremely long and sexy exhibition of putting on her nylons knowing how turned on I get by it.

Somehow we kind of dropped out of the scene several years ago due to the normal everyday living stresses but she has always continued to do some flashing when we go out. Several months ago I asked her if she would consider going out again occasionally and maybe find a guy who would be a leg man and be turned on by her nylons and legs as much as I am. Much to my surprise she agreed and we would go out to clubs hoping that maybe some guy would hit on her and see what happened. On several occasions she would go out by herself and never once did she get hit on. Needless to say this did not do a hell of a lot for her ego. I am really surprised by this as she really is an extremely attractive and classy looking woman if I do say so myself. There would always be lots of guys looking but never any talkers as she puts it. I told her that not to be discouraged as there are not a lot of decent classy clubs in the Utica area so the areas of opportunity are somewhat limited.

I asked her about the guys where she works but she says they are so uptight about sexual harassment that they definitely take lots of looks but that is all. (yes she usually wears nylons and garters to work but is very discreet. She does this for my benefit more than anything else because she knows I get turned on knowing she is dressed this way although she never wears the seamed ones; those are kept for our evenings out.) Now to get back to last night.

When she came home about 11 p.m. she sat on the couch and proceeded to tell me about her evening out which confirmed my earlier suspicions although she really did not know I suspected anything. After she sat down she put her high heeled foot on the coffee table letting her dress ride up in the process until the tops of her nylons showed. She then proceeded to slowly smooth her nylons up her legs, very slowly, and smiling at me very demurely said, "I know I told you I was going out with the girls tonight but actually I had a date and I had a reaaaaaaal good time," all the while running her hands up and down her nylons. By this time I was getting really turned on and started to rub my cock through my pants. She really enjoys watching me do this knowing how turned on I am getting. She related the story as follows:

Apparently, there is a sales rep named Mike who delivers to the company where she works as a secretary receptionist. She said that she was keenly aware that he would really take in an eyeful of her legs whenever he came to the company even to the point of staring.

While she said that the obvious ogling made her somewhat uncomfortable she was also flattered. She even told me that she "accidentally" showed him a hint of her stocking tops one day when she swiveled in her chair in front of him. Finally about three weeks ago he got up the courage to ask her out and she told him she would think about it. Last week when he went to her company on a call they made a date for last night and unlike in our earlier years she did not tell me about it but actually was intent on doing it on the sly even to the point of telling me she was going out for a night with the girls. He did not know she was married as she seldom wears her rings in order avoid discouraging any possibilities.

They met at the Sangertown Mall parking lot and she told me that when she got in his car she made sure that he got a brief glimpse of her nylon tops and garters. They went out for drinks and appetizers to Jack Appleseeds in North Utica and on the way over she told me that he couldn't keep his eyes off her legs but never once touched her and behaved like a gentleman.
She said that he was really trying hard not to stare and be obvious. Knowing this she said that she allowed her skirt to ride up just enough so the lighter band at the top of her nylons showed just a little bit beyond the hem of her dress.

Upon arriving at the restaurant he opened the car door for her and she said that she knew that he would be getting an eyeful when she got out. She told me that her nylon tops showed when she got out but she did not make an overt display of it. They sat a table and she sat to his side instead of across from him. She told me that she was able to kind of twist to the side in her chair so that if he looked down he would see her knees and slightly beyond.

Being a public place she said that she was careful not to show too much but knew that the lighter part of the tops of her nylons was showing at the split in the front of her dress just below the last button when she crossed her legs. According to my wife they spent about an hour and a half there and she had 3 glasses of wine along with assorted munchies. She said that the conversation was general in nature until after the second glass he finally got some courage up and told her she was a really attractive woman and had really sexy legs. She told me that at this point he put his hand on her knee and caressed it momentarily through her nylons. She didn't stop him and he only felt her knees and legs briefly since they were in public. She said that he did this several times more during the rest of their stay. She also said it was obvious that he knew she had on real nylons and garters and there was no mention of it by either of them. She said that she told him that she thought he was also good looking and was flattered by his attention and glad that he had asked her out. During the conversation he asked her if she was married and she told him that she was but that we had an open marriage (which we obviously do). She told him that she occasionally dates and I know when she does but that I did not know she was on a date tonight. As far as she knew I really did not know about it. He related that he was also married and went into the usual bit about the wife not satisfying him, lack of understanding, etc.

They left the restaurant and she said that between the wine, attention, subtle feeling of up of her legs, and the sexual atmosphere she felt developing, she was getting quite turned on. She also told me that knowing how much he was getting turned on by her subtle teasing and her allowing him to touch her legs also made her feel very sexy. When she got in the car she related that any nervousness she had earlier (and she said that she did have some) was gone and she felt much more at ease. She said that she sat with her legs crossed and allowed the front of her dress to fall open showing the full top of her black nylons and hint of panties beyond. Before he even started up the car he reached over and stroked her legs all around the top of her nylons, lightly down her thighs to her knees and back up to silk panties again for about a minute. He then leaned over and kissed her quite passionately all the while feeling up her legs. She said that during the kiss she lightly stroked his thigh and felt for his cock through his pants. She said that he was extremely aroused and quite hard which really turned her on. When they broke off the kiss he point blank asked her if she would like to get a hotel room.

While she was relating all this to me I was by now stroking my own cock and reveling in what she had been telling me so far. It was all I could do to keep from cumming and more than once I had to stop just to calm down so I could prolong it. When she told me about his asking to go to a hotel the momentary excitement of wondering if she had or hadn't was overwhelming as I really didn't think she would have gone that far.

Remember that all the while she was telling me about the evening she was sitting and giving me and incredible teasing show with her nylons and garters such as smoothing them up very slowly, crossing and uncrossing her legs, and pulling her dress down and then slowly raising it up again. She knows this drives me crazy and even made a point to imitate and tell me how she sat and how much she showed in the restaurant and in the car to give me as much perspective of what had happened as possible. I particularly enjoy it when she does this as it allows me to feel as if I had been watching the whole thing. The anticipation was killing me and she knew it.

She said that she momentarily thought about saying no and had only intended to have some really heavy teasing, making out, and feeling up when she had left the house and maybe just giving him a nice hand job as she really didn't know if she wanted to have sex with him. She then told me that she was so turned on by that point that she decided to go for it. My mind was reeling as I still couldn't believe what I was hearing. She said that she leaned over and gave him a long, passionate kiss and said yes. I asked her to kiss me like she kissed him and she got up off the couch walked over to me and kissed me very long and sensually. I couldn't stand it anymore and asked her to come into the bedroom. I told her I needed to fuck her real bad and that she had me turned on to the point I couldn't stand it anymore. In times past this would be an automatic as she knew that she had me worked up to the point where both of us were just too excited.

Much to my incredible surprise she said no. She said that it was late (by this time about 11:45), she had to work in the morning, and smiling very seductively said that she had already been fucked twice and was somewhat sore. "TWICE?" I asked her. "Was he good? Did he make you cum?" She whispered, "Yes, he fucked me twice and he was really good. He had a really big, hard cock, and made me cum both times." She knows I really enjoy it when she talks like this and she uses it to her advantage to heighten the moment. Then she said, "I want you to just sit back and enjoy this but I really don't want anymore tonight." This was somewhat of a departure from the norm as usually this would have led to some really wild sex at this point. I also found the part about cumming twice also a big surprise as usually after one intense orgasm she truly doesn't want anymore and says she finds any further play down there to be actually somewhat uncomfortable or as she puts it, "it doesn't feel good anymore." I have always been somewhat put off by this trait in her and could never quite understand it although I have learned to live with it. Until tonight, because I had made some plans of my own.

I figured that she must have been incredibly turned on to allow herself to be fucked twice AND cum both times. I asked her where they went and she said that they drove to the Super 8 by the Turning Stone Casino with him feeling up and stroking her legs and garters all the way up the thruway to the Verona exit and her putting on quite a nyloned leg show for him on the way and occasionally stroking his cock through his pants. She then told me that she was really hoping to make him come in his pants. She has done this to me many times and has told me that it really turns her on and makes her feel really sexy to know that she can get me so excited and turned on that I lose control and cum in my pants. She said that it really would have been fun if she could have done that to him. I think it gives her a sense of sexual power and control to be able to do this.

She then described in minute detail the rest of the evening with her date after checking into the hotel as follows: "When we got to the room he immediately gave me a long soft kiss right after we got in the door, pulled up my dress, and started stroking my ass, tracing my garters down to my stocking tops and feeling around the tops of my nylons while kissing me. His stroking and kissing really turned me on. I had him sit on the bed and watch me undress. I took off my dress and left everything else on. I then put my foot on the end of the bed and smoothed my nylons up from my ankles to my garters very slowly. (She then stood and put her foot on the coffee table and demonstrated again for me.) She told me that while she was smoothing her nylons up she was saying things to him like, "Do you like my legs, do my nylons and garters turn you on, would you like to feel them up". (She knows that her saying this to another man really excites me.) After that I stood in front of him and didn't say a word. He immediately started running his hands up and down my legs and telling me how much he loved the feel of my silky nylons. He seemed to particularly enjoy feeling the tops of my nylons and garters." I asked her not to leave out any details at all as if she didn't know this was what I wanted. "He then got on his knees in front of me and started kissing and licking my legs from my ankles to the tops of my nylons while stroking my legs up and down with his hands; and I was really getting turned on from this. I still had my slip on and he kept lifting it and looking at my legs, then he would drop it and do it all over again. He also started stroking my legs and ass through my slip."

I continued stroking my now aching cock just enough to keep from cumming and had pre-cum oozing constantly. I wanted to cum very badly but wanted to wait. "I lay down on the bed with all my lingerie and heels on and watched him get undressed. While he was undressing I lifted my legs in the air and started rubbing my panties. (Again a demonstration where she lay back on the couch and showed me exactly what she did.) He got in bed on his knees in front of me and took my panties off, pushed my slip up to my waist and started kissing and licking my pussy, while stroking my legs and it felt really good. I knew he was getting close to fucking me and I really wanted it, I was so turned on. I told him to wait so I could get a condom from my purse." (She always carries one as we had decided long ago that given Aids and STD's there would be no fucking outside the marriage by either of us without proper protection.) She then told me that he reached over to his pants and pulled one out of one of the pockets.

Apparently he came prepared hoping but probably never expected anything like this. She then told me that she actually took the condom out and put it on him with her teeth while he just lay there. She then continued, "He just pushed me back on the bed and stuck his entire cock into me with one stroke. Would you like to see my pussy that just got fucked by another cock earlier?" She spread her legs, pulled down her panties and showed me her pussy; she was teasing me for all she was worth and obviously enjoying it. "While he was fucking me I wrapped my legs around his back and stroked his sides and ass with my legs. He kept moaning and telling me how good it felt. I knew how turned on he was and stroked his sides with my fingertips very lightly like I do to you." She knows that very light stroking on my body with her fingertips drives me wild and also knows that my knowing of her doing this special thing to another man would drive me wilder. "I wanted him to come real bad so I told him to 'fuck me, fuck me hard'. He lifted one of my legs straight up in the air and started running his hands up and down my nylons. He was moaning and started saying things like 'oh fuck, oh shit, so sexy' and things like that. He fucked me hard for about 15 minutes. He took my slip and bra straps down and started to lick and suck on my nipples while he was fucking me."

I knew that this must have really turned her on as she really enjoys having her tits sucked and licked. "I came shortly after he started sucking on my tits and moaned out real loud and kept telling to fuck me hard and fast hoping he would cum. A few minutes later he said 'oh fuck, oh shit, ohhhhh' and came while pounding my pussy real hard." I asked her what happened next and she said that they just lay there for a while while he continued stroking her, and they kissed. I asked her if she Frenched him and she said, "of course, especially while he was fucking me." I could just picture him fucking her, running his hands up and down her ass and the two of them French kissing and stroking each other. She said that he started kissing her all over and emphasized the words ALL OVER. I asked her what she meant and asked her if he kissed her on her ass. She said yes. I asked her if he kissed her right on her asshole and again she said yes. I was really surprised by this as this was something she had never let me do even.

She even told me it felt really good and he was making her horny again and she was getting really turned on by his kissing and stroking. She told me she started caressing and stroking his cock and he became hard again almost immediately. What she told me happened next I still can't believe I heard. She said he ordered her on her hands and knees so he could fuck her doggy style. This is something else we rarely do and when she told me she said OK, I damn near came right then. She said she laid face down on the bed and he said 'no I have a better idea.' He asked her to kneel and bend over the side of the bed and she said she did with her ass exposed completely to him. (I still can't believe she did this as she is somewhat modest and sensitive about doing something like this.) She then told me that he then reached between her legs and started rubbing her pussy with one hand while prying open her ass with the other. She said that this really turned her on especially when he leaned over and started kissing her neck.

She said that she almost came again just from all of this. I found this incredible as I know that she has an extremely difficult time achieving a second orgasm. She said that when she was really wet he took his cock and slowly, very slowly put it in her pussy from behind and started slowly fucking her. I could tell she was getting turned on telling me about this and knew she must have really enjoyed it by the way she was telling me about it. She told me that she was really getting turned on and started moaning and asking him to fuck her harder but he wouldn't; almost as if he was teasing her with his cock. She said that she started cumming and was moaning very loudly as he really had her turned on. (Here is the kicker) Just as she started cumming (and he must have known it) he took his finger and put it in her ass just a little way and started slowly finger fucking her ass. This was something I can assure you she had never let me do to her even though I had begged her to let me many times over the years.

I just couldn't believe she let this guy do it to her even though I found it extremely sexy and exciting. My sexy wife letting this guy do this to her while she was all dressed up in her most sexy lingerie and actually enjoying it to boot. I asked her if she really enjoyed having him finger her ass and she said, "yes and it felt really good. He is really good at it, reaaaaly good." She then told me that in just a few minutes of getting fucked this way she had another extremely intense orgasm that was absolutely incredible. She said that after she came he continued fucking and stroking her for about 10 more minutes and she told me she begged him to come. She then said that he started pounding her from behind really hard. She said that she was getting quite sore by this time so started saying things like, "oh yes, oh it feels so good, fuck me, fuck me."

She knows that most men really enjoy this and sure enough after a few minutes more he came violently, shaking and moaning. She said that they laid down and kissed for awhile then afterward, got dressed and he took her back to her car; again feeling up her pussy on the way back to Utica. By this time she had been teasing me for about 45 minutes and I couldn't take anymore. I begged her please, please let me fuck you. I was stroking my cock furiously and she knew I couldn't take anymore. I was turned on like I had not been in years. She walked over to me from the couch, put one leg up on the end table next to the chair, letting her dress ride up and exposing her cum drenched cunt. "Like what you see, baby?" she asked in a sultry voice.

I jumped up and grabbed her wrists. I manacled her with a pair of handcuffs I had secreted in the couch earlier. "What's this?" she asked imperiously. "This," I hissed, "is what happens to nasty little slut whores who get fucked without their master's permission." She was taken aback with my vehemence. She thought I was a push-over, that I would settle for a hand-job and be grateful for what I got. Not any more. She had tortured me, now I would torture her. "Tonight and from now on we're going to do things my way. And when I say I want sex, you will assume the position and prepared to be fucked." I bent her over the back of the couch and pushed her face toward the pillows. She looked beautiful as I tore her clothes from her body; I left her only her beloved garter belt and nylons.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked incredulously as I pulled off my belt.

"You will call me 'Master,' you filthy barnyard tramp!" I thundered. Then for emphasis, I smacked her ass smartly with my belt. WHACK!

"Jesus!" she bellowed and tried to straighten up. But I just shoved her back and replied "Wrong! Not 'Jesus,' "Master.' Do you understand?" With that I smacked her again and again. Her spirit wilted as I delivered a dozen energetic strokes to her tender behind. Her tears of rage and pain only added new vigor to my lust-crazed strokes. Finally she choked out "yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes...Master." She replied.

"From now on, you will be my sex slave, completely and without reservation. You will deny me nothing. You will fuck who I say, when I say. You will bring home female friends for my personal amusement and participate if invited. I've thrown out all your bras and panties. You will continue to wear garters and stockings, but raise the hem-line on all your skirts six inches. You will expose yourself to strangers in public. Am I clear?"

"Yes master."

I moved behind her and placed my raging hard-on against her puckered asshole. I could feel her muscles tense as I began to shove my prick where no man had gone before. I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her head off the pillows firmly as I pressed deeper and deeper. She whimpered as my dick worked its way into her anus. I inched my rod into her all the way to the balls and then began a slow humping rhythm. Unlike her sloppy cum-filled cunt, her ass was tight, if somewhat dry. The lack of lubricant was no accident--I wanted her to remember this night for the rest of her life. The pain in and outside her ass would last a week. The demented thrill of ass-fucking my cock-tease wife was overpowering, as was the vivid friction of her hole. A shot a big load of goo into her bowels in no time.

I walked in front of her and shoved my softening dick in her face. "Clean it." I ordered. She took on look at my face and decided not to argue the point. I kept her licking it long after it was clean. Indeed, it took some time for my cock to recover but eventually I shot a load down her throat.

I took off the handcuff and took her to bed. It was getting late (2 A.M.), and she had to get to work in the morning. Our lives haven't been the same since.

A FARMGIRL'S LIFE

Mon, 05 Jan 2009 21:00:01 +0100

Shannon's eyes fluttered slowly open as she woke. She moaned low in her throat and her hand rose instinc- tively, trying to shield her eyes from the bright sun- light streaming through the open window. She turned, rolling onto her side, her back to the window as she pulled the covers up around her head.

It was a chilly spring morning, and the Nebraska air was filled with the sound of the birds and farm animals coming to life. Soon, she knew, her mother would come to wake her, to get her downstairs for the chores she had to do before breakfast.

She yawned and stretched beneath the covers, then rolled onto her back, bringing her hands up behind her head. She stared up at the roof, pondering the tasks ahead that day. She glanced aside at the clock and sighed as she realized the time. It was five thirty.

She flung back the covers and sat up, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. She sat a moment, then stood up, sighing again, and padded across the floor to the closet. Her full breasts jiggled as she moved, but she was used to it and paid it no mind.

She opened the closet and then reached down, gripped the hem of her nightshirt, and pulled it up, cross-handed, sliding it up her body and over her head and shoulders with a single motion. She did not pause to examine herself in the mirror which hung on the back of the door. She was familiar enough with her body and found no great pleasure in its sight.

Besides, that would be wicked, and sinful.

She pulled her coveralls off the hook and stepped into them, pulling them up her long legs and over her wide, womanly hips, then sliding her arms in and jerking the garment up around her shoulders. She reached down and grasped the zipper where it lay above her abdomen, and slowly pulled it upwards.

That wasn't as easy as it had once been, for her body had thickened and grown over the past years. She was no slender reed of a girl now but a full bodied young woman with broad shoulders, wide hips, and generous breasts.

The fabric of the jumper had thinned some with age, and in any case was too small and too tight for her body, straining at the seams as she moved. It was uncomfortably tight across the chest, squeezing her ample breasts, hugged her round buttocks, and dug up into her crotch.

They couldn't afford another one, though. They were a poor family, and it was all her parents could do to pay the bills without her complaining about wanting new clothes.

She pulled on a sturdy pair of boots, did up the laces, then headed out the door. She wore no socks, nor underwear. She had some hard work ahead of her before breakfast and the fewer clothes she wore the less she'd have to wash later.

She went downstairs, and smiled at her mother as she came into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Shannon,"

"Good morning, Mother. Dad out already?"

"Fixing the fence."

Shannon nodded.

"Mark is working on the tractor, trying to fix what ever's ailing it. John's checking the south field."

"I'll go milk the cows," Shannon said.

She pushed through the screen door and went out into the yard, then walked across it to the distant barn. Her stomach rumbled just a bit, but she ignored it. Breakfast was still a couple of hours away, and she had work to do.

She milked the cows, then climbed up to the loft and forked out hay for them to chew on. After that she fed and watered the chickens and checked for eggs.

She went back to the house and gathered the sheets off all the beds, then went downstairs to do the laundry. While it was in the machine she helped her mother with the breakfast, then fed and watered the dogs.

After hanging the sheets up to dry she went upstairs and stripped off her coveralls, then stepped into the bathtub and turned on the water. She let the hot water pour down over her, turning her face up to it, closing her eyes as it splashed off her.

She shampooed her hair, then soaped up her body. She was comfortable with it now, not uneasy as she'd been when it had so suddenly begun to develop. Her hands moved easily, casually over her large, round breasts, soaping them up as she would any other part of her.

The soft, malleable meat shifted and flowed as her hands crushed over it, rolling it from sidde to side like gelatin. There was nothing sexual in her actions, and indeed, Shannon knew nothing sexual about breasts, except that dumb old boys and men seemed to be fixated on them.

Her mother said that was from when they were babies and sucked on them for food, that they never seemed to get over their fondness for breasts. Shannon didn't really understand that. She'd been breast fed too and she didn't see anything so wondrous about breasts.

Breasts were for feeding babies and nothing more. Why the boys were all so hell fired eager to get their hands, or even their eyes on them was just one more puzzling thing about the male sex. Even her brothers were fixated on them, to the point that, after they'd caught her in the act of changing for the dozen'th time she'd prevailed on her father to put a lock on her door.

She rinsed off and turned off the water, then reached behind her and squeezed her long brown hair, twisting the water out of it. She pulled a towel off the rack and then flung her hair forward as she bent over, sliding the towel around it and rubbing vigorously.

Her breasts hung down thick and heavy below her, bouncing and swinging as she rubbed at her hair. A flicker of annoyance slid across her mind, but only a flicker. Though their size and weight were a royal pain in the behind sometimes, she was used to it.

She straightened up, wrapping the towel around her head and reaching for another. She roughly toweled herself dry, or nearly so, then stepped out of the tub and pulled her long terrycloth robe around herself. She went back to her room and laid out of her clothes, then sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled off the towel.

She brushed her long brown hair out, then, after making sure the door was locked, took off her robe and began to dress for school. She put on her thick white panties, then slid her arms through the straps of her heavy white bra. She pulled the cups up over her breasts, then reached behind her and snapped the thing together.

She pulled the long, blue, flower print dress over her head and then put her arms through it. She let it fall down her body. It was loose, and fairly shapeless, as decency and modesty called for, yet light enough so she wouldn't cook as the air warmed this morning.

This would be her last year of school, thank- fully. Then she'd be expected to marry and move out. She wasn't sure yet who she'd marry. There were a lot of likely boys around and her parents had their eyes on a few they liked as well.

It would be wonderful to be a mother, to have babies. She shivered a little at the thought of how that would be done, but tried not to think about it. She'd be a married woman then, so it wouldn't be sinful or dirty. Even the church said so.

Growing up on a farm she knew exactly how it was that babies came to be made, of course. The idea of doing...that...with some boy was not just scary, it was terribly, terribly embarrassing. She was not looking forward to it. It was supposed to hurt awfully, too.

Some girls said it didn't, but Shannon knew they were wrong. Only a few months ago she'd slid her fingers down...there...and tried to ease one inside that small dark slit between her legs, tried to force it up inside herself. It had hurt and she hadn't been able to do it.

How a man was supposed to do it to her, to push his thing all the way up her and rut her like the dogs and pigs and cows did she didn't understand. She'd even gotten down on all fours and tried to push her finger in, wondering if the position, if being on all fours, would make it easier to enter. It hadn't. But she had felt ashamed of herself for touching herself there for days afterwards, and had gone to Church especially on a Wednesday so she could beg God for his forgiveness.

Well, no doubt her husband, whoever that
turned out to be, would know how it was done. There was probably some kind of trick to it. Shannon knew nothing about sex except what she saw around the farm. None of the male animals seemed to have much difficulty in mounting the females that she could see.

She buttoned up the back of the dress, then stepped into her good shoes, brushed her hair again, then headed downstairs for breakfast.

Her father came in as she stepped off the bottom stair. He greeted her, then headed for the sink to wash up. Shannon went to the stove and helped her mother gather out the rolls and put them on plates, then carried them to the table.

Her brother Mark passed her, slapping her on the behind as he went to the sink to wash up as well. She glared at him but didn't make anything of it. John came in, then they all sat down and said grace before digging in.

After breakfast Shannon walked a mile up the long dirt road to the county road, where she'd wait for the school bus. Half the time she got a ride, though, if someone was driving past.

The air was still a little chilly, and she hugged her book bag tight against her chest as she gazed down the road in the direction the bus would be coming.

She didn't see the bus, but did see a pickup truck headed her way. Her eyes brightened and she prepared to flag it down if it were anyone she knew. As the truck got closer she backed away from the road a bit, recognizing it as Bill Parker's beat up Chevy.

She didn't like Parker. He was a big, fat, foul smelling man who drank too much and was always staring at her. She had no doubt whatever what was going through his mind as he stared either. The man's mind was no doubt as dirty as his mouth and clothes.

"Hey there, princess. Give ya' a ride?"

"Uhm, no thank you, Mr. Parker," she said politely.

"You's goin' ta school, ain't ya?"

"Uh, yes, sir."

"Then git yer behind in heyar girl!"

"Yes, sir," she said. Shannon was long con- ditioned to obey the orders of adults, no matter what she might think of them.

She got up into the cab of the pickup and slammed the door, then gasped as it lurched forward and picked up speed. She saw Mr. Parker turning his head, saw out of the corner of her eyes as he looked her up and down. She ignored it, but straightened her skirt out, making sure nothing was showing.

"You're one fine lookin' girl, Shannon," he said.

"Thank you, Mr. Parker," she said automatically.

"Yes, sir, one fine lookin' piece o' woman flesh," he said softly. "Bout time you got yersef married, ain't it?"

"Soon," she said reluctantly.

"Mebbe I'll talk to yer daddy," he sniggered. "I could use me a wife to cook an' clean an' hep round the farm. Could use her fer other things, too," he leered.

She looked away, embarrassed.

"Yessirrr, could use one fer a lot o' things," he said, looking at her body again.

She looked down at her lap, fiddling with her fingers, not wanting to look at the dirty man, and not wanting to say anything that would be impertinent. She didn't want him complaining to her daddy about her behavior else she was liable to get the belt.

She looked up finally and frowned.

"Where all are we, Mr. Parker?" she asked.

"Takin' a short cut," he said.

"Short cut? This ain't no short cut I know."

"It's one I know."

There wasn't any short cut. If there was she would've known it. She turned and looked at him apprehensively. He didn't look back.

They were on a dirt road, and as they came to the end of it she saw a battered looking house, an even more battered looking barn, and a run down chicken coop. There were several broken and rusted out cars in the high grass surrounding the buildings, and litter was strewn about.

"Thought I'd stop an take a leak," he said.

"I think maybe I'd better walk to school," she said worriedly.

"Naah, you come an' visit with me, sweetie."

He stopped the truck and turned to her, leering. She tried to jerk open her door but the handle didn't work.

"Don't you touch me!" she cried.

"Shut yer mouth and c'mere!"

He dragged her out of the pickup, his hand firmly around her arm as he hauled her towards the battered looking farm house.

"Let me go! I'll tell my daddy!"

"You ain't gonna tell nuthin!"

Shannon was a big girl, and she struggled wildly with him, trying to tear herself free. A lifetime of obedience and respect for adults made it impossible for her to actually fight him, to punch or kick or scratch him, but she tried desperately to pull away, and it was all he could do to hang onto her.

Finally he lost his patience and backhanded her, knocking her to the ground. She immediately tried to scramble to her feet but he put his foot on her chest and shoved back hard, and she hit the ground hard, her head smacking against the hardened dirt.

He jumped on top of her, growling and laughing, his hands groping and squeezing her breasts as his mouth pressed down against hers.

"No! No!" she gasped.

"Shut up, slut!"

He backhanded her again, then gripped the front of her thin dress and tore it open. She raised her hands, trying to push him away and he backhanded her a third time, making her cry out in pain. He tore at her dress, exposing her white brassier, then cursed, reached down into his pants, and pulled out a small jackknife.

He gripped the thick elastic and cut furiously at it as she sobbed and moaned in misery and terror.

Her bra cups came apart and her fat, thick tit meat was exposed. He yelled in triumph and pleasure, digging his fingers into the soft meat as her mind was blasted with horror and humiliation. He bent and bruised her lips with his own, trying to shove his tongue inside her mouth.

She sobbed helplessly as his dirty hands mauled her breasts, and his foul breathed mouth mashed wetly down on her own. She was stunned by the violence, and horrified by her own lewd exposure, by the shock of his hands on her breasts.

He sat back, gripping her dress in his hands and tearing it down all the way to the hem. She cried out in misery as his hands gripped her panties. She tried to grasp at them, but again his hand cracked across her face, hurling her head back against the dirt.

He jerked her thick panties up, lifting her legs violently and tearing the panties down ad off, fling- ing them into the bushes. She whimpered in terror, trying to turn or twist away, to protect her vulnerable crotch, but he jammed his hands between her thighs and yanked her legs apart, then dove between them.

He gripped her hair and jerked her head back painfully, then bit down on her left breast as she sobbed in misery. He fumbled at his pants, then drew out his raging erection, pressing it against her tight, virginal pussy entrance.

She screamed hysterically at the sensation, raising her hands and slapping despairingly at him. He snarled, drawing back his fist and slamming it into her jaw. She went limp, moaning nearly sense- lessly. His cock pierced her tight entrance, then thrust into her, stabbing up into her belly like a spear.

She gasped, then moaned weakly as her hymen was ruptured, and his thick, bloated cock drove into her to the hilt. Parker's body fell heavily onto hers and his lips mashed against her own bloody mouth, his tongue lapping and darting frenziedly as he ground his hips into her bruised thighs.

He began to pump, raising his ass high and thrusting into her again and again as she lay there sobbing. Her legs were wide, her arms laying flat beside her head. She had given up any attempts at fighting him as Parker grunted away above her, his body rutting and jerking and grinding against her.

She felt his big male organ pumping inside her, going in and out, stabbing up into her belly with cruel violence, but could do nothing about it. She moaned and whimpered and closed her eyes.

He humped faster and faster, his teeth and lips moving over her face and throat, his hands groping at her breasts or tearing at her hair, then he let out a long, wheezing moan and collapsed atop her.

He lay there for some seconds, then slowly pulled himself off. He got to his feet and did up his pants, leering down at her as she lay spread- eagled below.

"Come on, slut," he growled, bending and grip- ping her by the hair.

She cried out again in pain, grasping at his hand as he forced her to her feet. He shoved her towards his house, then gripped the remnants of her dress from behind and tore them from her.

He forced her into the run down house, then went to a corner and drew out a long length of chain. He wrapped it around her throat and pad- locked it there, then padlocked the other around a heating pipe.

"Now you clean this place up, here," he growled. "I want you to start on the floors, then do the walls, the kitchen, and then the dishes."

He dumped a bucket next to her, and found an old brush, as well as some soap.

Dazed, and whimpering, Shannon began to clean the place. She had no choice, after all, for she was frightened of the evil man. Her face ached, and felt swollen from his backhanded blows.

She had nothing whatever to cover herself with, and felt intensely vulnerable and embarrassed as he moved around her watching. She was forced to get down on all fours to scrub at the floors, and knew he was staring at her crotch as he walked around behind her.

"You'd best get used ta this, girl," he snorted. "This's what you was made fer, an' this's what you's is gonna be doin' from now on."

Shannon didn't dare answer. She was sure that soon someone would notice she wasn't at school and... and...

No. Most likely nobody would do a thing. Nobody was going to miss her until she didn't come home from school.

On the other hand, that could be a good thing. Maybe it was possible she could conceal this horrible, perverted attack. If she could only find some clothes somewhere nobody would ever know the shameful things that had been done to her.

She had been scrubbing for about half an hour when Parker came back into the room. Without warning he dropped down onto his knees behind her and un- zipped his pants. He gripped Shannon's hair, holding her in place before him as he pressed his erection against her sex.

She shuddered violently, but made no move as his cock drove into her pussy. His hand seized her hips and he began to fuck her, rutting her hard, riding her like the dogs and pigs she'd seen. She could only kneel there and moan weakly as the man pumped his cock into her snatch with hard, deep, violent thrusts.

His hands moved up and down her body, then down below her chest to cup and squeeze her jiggling breasts. He groaned in pleasure as he drove himself into her, then came, pumping his jism up her belly.

He slapped her ass happily, then got to his feet and ordered her to get back to work.

For the rest of the morning she continued scrubbing, then did the dishes as he ordered. After that she had to make lunch for them both, then get back to work cleaning.

He moved in and out of the house as she worked, sometimes staring at her naked flesh, sometimes fondling and groping her most private, personal places, ignoring her shame.

She made dinner for him, and herself, and sat at the table with him as he talked quite casually about needing to fix one of the fences tomorrow, and the leak in the roof, and the sick chickens. She didn't speak except when she had to answer a question, and generally looked down at her plate.

After dinner she had to take all his dirty clothes and wash them...he had an incredibly old washing machine, one that actually had a ringer. She had to wash them, and all the bedding except what was on his bed, ring them out, and hang them on a clothesline out back. The chain reached just far enough to allow her to stand on the back porch.

She was exhausted by nightfall, and had
stopped caring that people would...KNOW..., and prayed repeatedly for someone to come and find her. Nobody did, though, and Parker unlocked her chain from around the pipe, though not from around her throat, and led her upstairs to his bedroom.

He locked the chain around his bedpost, took her into his bed, then put her on her back and stripped. He shoved her legs way back against her chest as he raised her ass upwards, then pressed his cock into her pussy and drove it down to the balls.

He fucked her for long minutes, his cock pumping steadily inside her, then he sighed and halted, rolled over, and pulled the covers up.

Just before dawn she was wakened as he climbed on top of her and raped her again, though he didn't take long this time. Then he got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He unlocked he chain and led her downstairs to the kitchen so she could make break- fast, then took her back upstairs and locked her to a pipe in the bathroom, ordering her to clean it.

That took a couple of hours. When it was done he came for her and locked her chain to the bed again, so she could clean the bedroom. He had her get down on all fours first, then raped her again before leaving.

After a while he came and fetched her and brought her downstairs, then out front. He took her over to the chicken coop and locked her chain around a fence there, then ordered her to clean the place out.

He turned away and went to the barn, and she started working on the chicken coop, but then she noticed that the fence was very weak, and the post could be pushed back and forth in the dirt. She turned and looked behind her, then jerked the post back and forth repeatedly until she could, with all her strength, lift it a little ways up and slide the chain out from under.

She ran down the lane towards the dirt road, trailing the chain behind her. It seemed a long way to the dirt road, and just as she reached it she heard the sound of an engine behind her. She screamed and put on a fresh burst of speed, racing out onto the road. She looked frantically in both directions, but there was no traffic.

Then Parker's truck screeched to a halt right beside her. She ran into a nearby field but he was right behind her, and after only half a minute's run he grabbed a hold of her chain and yanked her back right off her feet.

She collapsed in the grass, sobbing miserably as he came up to her and kicked her in the ribs. She howled in pain, twisting away, and his boot slammed into her other side, then into her ass, then he dragged her up by the hair and marched her back to his truck, kicking her ass several times along the way.

He flung her into the truck and drove her back to his place, then dragged her into the barn. He pulled her over to a work bench and jerked open various drawers before finding a long piece of leather, then dragged the whimpering girl across to a tall post.

He shoved her hard against it, so her jaw bounced off and she saw stars, then tied the leather tightly around her right wrist. He pulled her hands around the post, then tied them together. He raised them high and hung the leather over a hook on the other side of the post that was well above her head, then moved away.

Shannon continued to sob miserably as he went behind her and undid his belt. She turned her head briefly to see him, then moaned and turned away, trying to brace herself.

Her father was a religious man, and he had never been one to spare the rod. She was well used to being beaten if she did something bad. But never before had she been beaten like this.

The first blow against her back almost drove the breath from her lungs. The pain was shocking in its ferocity. She screamed in pain, then screamed again as the belt lashed across her shoulders a second time. Again and again and again the belt lashed across her shoulders and back, until she hung from the hook, moaning, eyes mere slits.

Only then did he cut her down and untie her wrists. She collapsed, trembling and whimpering, but he kicked her to her knees and made her crawl across the yard to the chicken coop, slashing the belt across her ass when she slowed.

He stood over her while she cleaned out the chicken coop, then made her repair the fence. When that was done he made her crawl back into the house and gave her a needle and thread to sew up all the holes in his clothes and socks. He chained the chain firmly against the pipe and left to work in the barn.

She made him lunch, and after lunch was done he bent her over the kitchen table and raped her again.

She made him dinner, then continued with the work he gave her.

At bedtime he raped her again, riding her on her knees for long, long minutes before collapsing over her. Then they slept.

The next day was much like the first two, except she didn't try to escape. He raped her four times, and on one horrifying occasion, pushed her to her knees as he sat in his chair and made her take his cock into her mouth. She almost threw up as he pumped his cock in her mouth and made her lick and suck it, but he slapped her repeatedly and yanked at her hair until she obeyed. He pumped his gunk into her mouth and she was forced to swallow it.

The next day he only raped her three times, because on the fourth occasion he had her lay on her back, then he straddled her and put his thing between her breasts, then mashed her titties around it and fucked his cock into her cleavage until a thick mass of white liquid spewed out over her breasts and face.

The next day he only raped her twice, some of the men and women from the nearby village came. The women clucked regretfully as they covered the sobbing girl with a blanket, while the men took Parker to a nearby tree and horsewhipped him.

She was taken home, but her parents didn't speak much to her, and in her shame she stayed pretty much in her room. The next day she was taken by her grim-faced father to the doctor in the town and he did all sorts of embarrassing things to her, examining her privates and making her pee into a cup.

She stayed in her room for the next several days, then her parents came up and stood next to her as she sat dully on her bed.

"Doctor called," her father said.

"You're with child, Shannon," her mother said.

She looked up at her in disbelief, then turned her eyes to her father. His scowl said it was true.

"But...but what..."

"There's nothing to be done for it," her father said. "You'll have to marry and do it now."

"But...but...who?" she whimpered.

"Shannon honey," her mother said. "You know no decent man is going to have you now."

Shannon dropped her eyes to her lap in misery.

"I've looked over Parker's place," her father said. "Given a little more effort it could be a decent little farm. I'll keep an eye on him an give him a hand now and then till he gets it going proper."

"Wha...what?" she blinked.

"You'll have to marry him, Shannon," her mother said firmly.

"What? But I can't! He's horrible!"

"He ain't no dream boat," her mother nodded. "But you ain't got much choice any more. It's too bad. You was made for better'n him. But he's what you'll have to settle for."

Dazed and miserable, she ignored her mother's preparations for the wedding. There was no formal church wedding, of course, given the circumstances. But the reverend married her and Parker in her parent's living room, and she said a dull yes when asked if she took him to be her husband.

Parker seemed happy enough about it, and made lewd, obscene jokes to his friends as he got all liquored up at the party afterwards. Then, clutching her right breast lewdly, he led her out to his truck and drove her back to his place.

She moved like an automaton as he led her up to his bedroom...their bedroom, and her eyes were hope- less as he stripped and stripped her.

"Seein' as you ain't hardly no virgin down here," he sniggered, gripping her pussy. "I'm gonna take your cherry tonight in another hole."

Shannon had no idea what he was talking about, but obediently lay on her belly as he climbed onto the bed. He spread her legs wide and knelt between them, then pressed his penis against her anus.

Shannon's eyes opened wide, as did her mouth. She couldn't believe at first what he was doing. Surely he'd made a horrible mistake.

"No!" she gasped. "Not there!"

"Shut yer face, bitch," he snarled, his hand cracking against the side of her face.

Then he jammed his cock down into her anus with a terrible, driving weight that made her scream in agony, like she'd been impaled. She felt his male organ deep in her bowels as his weight came down on her back.

He fucked her ass long and hard, then laughed and rolled over.

She lay there beside him, not chained any more, dazed by what had happened. She wanted to get up and run but couldn't.

There was nowhere to go any more. She was his wife, and he was her husband.

A NIGHT ON THE TOWN

Sun, 04 Jan 2009 21:30:15 +0100

I looked around. The landscape was unfamiliar. Susan and Paul said that this street ran into Green Street, where the Vertigo Club was, but they also said that if I came to a McDonalds I had gone too far. I should have asked for directions at my hotel, because the McDonalds was ahead, with no sign of Green Street. I was dressed to kill, for a night out in the town with my old college roommate and her boyfriend, across the country from where I lived. I had on a little black dress that fit my small curvy frame, and black high heel shoes. So you can get the picture into your head, I have dark blonde hair and green eyes. I'm 5'2 and weigh 116.

I turned around, and began strolling in the opposite direction at a quick pace, anxious to get to the club. It was getting dark, and I didn't like the looks of this neighborhood. Nobody was around. Suddenly, as I passed an alleyway, I felt a hand reach out and cup around my mouth. My heart was pounding. I screamed into the man's hand, but he kept it tight over my mouth. He was strong and large, and I was frail and skinny. His other hand wrapped around my waist and he began to drag me back into the alley. I kicked at his legs to no avail. I noticed an open door at the back of the alley, and I grabbed his arm that was around my mouth with both of my hands, only I couldn't budge it. He got me inside the door and slammed it shut. His arm that was wrapped around my body tight squeezed harder, pressing the air out of me, while his hand squeezed my breasts - 36C a nice hefty handful for him.

The inside of the building was an old warehouse. I was surprised to see fifteen or so guys standing around, some of them playing dice, others smoking or drinking 40 oz beers, but I got the impression that they were just waiting here.

"I got one," my assailant said. The men gathered around. They were all sizes and colors, city kids in their late teens or early twenties. They looked unwashed and dangerous. The man took his hand off my mouth. He was white, but I couldn't turn around to see him. "Hi, I'm Rick. Tell my boys your name, sweetheart." "It's Marilyn. What are you planning to do to me? "Well, Marilyn, we're going to fuck you silly and after that we'll see."

"You'll never make me," I shouted, trying to get away and get to the door. One of the guys hauled over a dirty mattress and dropped it on the floor next to me. His friends made room.

"Ok," Rick said, pausing, "If you don't want to fuck, you don't have to." He let me go. Surprised I turned and stared at him. He was a teenager, short, well under six feet, with bulky powerful muscles beneath a black T-shirt and black Raiders hat. His jeans were baggy, practically falling off. One of Rick's front teeth was gold, I noticed as he smiled. The repulsive tooth gleamed at me. Suddenly, a big husky guy with a long beard pushed me into Rick. Rick shoved me hard into another one of his friends.

"I thought you said you'd let me go," I cried to him. The guy pushed me to someone else and that kid shoved me back into Rick. They laughed at me as I tried to get away. "Lemme see your purse," Rick said. Before I could react, he snatched it from me and handed it to a skinny guy next to him. I tried to follow what they were doing with it, but Rick slapped me across the face, hard.

"What can you do for us if I let you go?" he asked. "Get on your knees and blow me and I'll let you go home." With that, he unzipped his fly and pulled his semi-rigid dick out.

"Please, I'll do whatever you say, except for that, though. Please! Just let me go, OK?" "Then blow me." "Come on, you have my purse, please, you're not going to get away with this. Let me go home," I tried reasoning with them. "Fine you dumb bitch," Rick punched me in the stomach and threw me down onto the mattress. He jumped on top of me. I was crying and they were all screaming and yelling things like "Fuck the whore, fuck her!" "No, no!" I pleaded. Rick's hand flew up my skirt. His other hand began to squeeze my tits, hard, mauling them. He kissed me, a brutal kiss on the lips, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I bit it. He yelled out and spit blood onto the cement floor of the warehouse. The he punched me in the face. And again.

"Bitch!" I was too dazed to resist as he pried my legs open and fondled my crotch, grabbing between my legs. He yanked my black satin thong panties off with one hand. They looked tiny in his big meaty fists and it was then that I realized how helpless I was. He tossed them aside and pulled up my dress, one hand leaning on my shoulder to hold me down. I cried out, but didn't struggle. Some other guys came to hold me down, so Rick could get his jeans and boxers down to his knees. He shoved two fingers inside of me. I was dry, and I jumped a little bit. Then Rick climbed between my legs and put his cock at my opening. He shoved it hard into my dry cunt. I yelled out. The crowd of men started going crazy, making vulgar sounds and yelling. Rick grabbed my skinny shoulders with his thick hands and started pumping himself in and out of my body.

"Oh that hurts," I whimpered, "Please stop." He was grunting and humping fucking like crazy. One of his hands was squeezing my ample chest through my dress. The other had a handful of my hair, which he pulled while he was rutting like a pig. In fact, his face got flushed and his nostrils widened. I felt sick to my stomach.

Through my tears, I saw the other guys laughing and cheering him on. Rick let go of my hair and stuck his middle finger up my asshole, causing me to cry out again. I tried to squirm away. He was banging me like a maniac, his powerful legs spreading me apart. No-one had ever abused me this way before. "Please, please, stop, I'm begging you."

"Hold on," he growled, firing his load into my struggling body, squirting cum up into my belly, so much that a little leaked out onto my thighs. I fell it up in me, wet, with a warmth that wasn't mine, and smeared all over the inside of my thighs. He reached down and stopped a drop trickling out of me before it hit the mattress and rubbed it on my lips.

"Come on, try it, it tastes great," he laughed. I kept my mouth sealed, and he pulled out of me with a slurping sound. Maybe it was over, I thought. Maybe he'll let me go. The tall, tall skinny kid who had my purse before took Rick's place. His hair was reddish brown, and there was a permanent sneer attached to his face, it seemed. His pants were already off and he slid his dick into my now wet tunnel. The kid started fucking me, almost as hard as Rick did.

I couldn't believe this. I couldn't possibly take this again. I struggled against the hands holding me. A fair haired man, also thin and wiry, probably in his mid-twenties gripped my blonde hair and pulled my head to the side so that I was staring at his bobbing cock. I tried to bring a leg up to the red-headed kid's groin. He just smirked and punched me in the stomach. "All right, Ray!" Rick yelled. "Open up bitch," the blonde-haired guy instructed me. "Suck Greg's dick, come on now," he coaxed, like I was a misbehaving horse or something

"No, I'll bite it off," I gasped, while Ray was banging me silly. Greg put a knife to my throat. "Do it." Oh my god, a knife! I remembered thinking. I ceased struggling. He nicked my neck with the knife. It burned. "Open!" he ordered, and I opened up my mouth. He put his long thin penis inside. I stared into his light colored pubic hair. "If you bite, I'll cut you till you ain't gonna win no beauty contests." "SUCK, SUCK, SUCK!" the crowd chanted. Quietly thankful that his cock wasn't too big, I began to suck him off. I felt Ray's jets of sperm gush inside of me. Thank God he was done.

"Ha-keem, Ha-keem, Ha-keem" the men started to repeat. I was confused, until I saw the big black man walking over out of the corner of my eye, his 11 inch cock fully erect in front of him. "Yeah, Dominican power," someone yelled, like this was a sporting event. I popped Greg's dick out of my mouth, "No, I can't, I won't!!" He popped it back in and I continued sucking, fearfully trying to see what Hakeem was doing to me. One man held each of my quivering legs, while Hakeem eased down to mattress level. I had to get out of here. This guy was going to rip me to shreds. He put his long thick tool right at my slit. I felt a trickle of white goo run out and down my ass crack. I hoped and prayed that I wouldn't get pregnant. Hakeem shoved in as hard as he could. He slammed against my cervix, dazing me with the pain, as Greg shot his cum down my mouth. I gagged and tried to spit it out as I wiggled under the 11" cock. Greg held my mouth closed, "Swallow, it's good for you." Hakeem smiled at me while I was impaled on his long rod. He ripped my dress open. Shocked by the searing pain of that thing inside me, I swallowed down the load of cum. Another dick, long and thick was shoved down my throat immediately. I felt Hakeems balls slap against my asshole. He suddenly blew his load all over my insides, until it was leaking onto the mattress, and pulled out. Rick took his place. The men pulled my legs way back. Not a second time, I thought.

"Guess what I'm going to do?" He put his cock at the rim of my pink asshole lips.

"No, no, please, just take my money, not that!" The man in my mouth pulled his cock out and sprayed sticky cum all over my face, hair and breasts. No-one'd ever fucked me in the ass before. Rick drove into me, showing no mercy to my bottom. My sphincter protested and spasmed as he went deep. "Oh yeah," he crowed.

I screamed as he stretched my ass with his big cock. My open mouth was filled with a third cock. Rick pulled out and drove back in, raping my ass. It hurt so bad. When I came to, he was filling my bowels with a load of semen. "I'm done for a little while," he told his men. I felt cum in every orifice of my body. They ripped off the shreds of my dress and unsnapped my bra. Hands turned me over. Someone entered my doggy-style. I cried out again as he entered me. He rode me like one would ride a horse, making my hips buck against his. He wasn't quite as painful as Rick in my ass though. Another man was at the front, his dick in my face. The man behind me came in me and was replaced by another man, then another.

A guy laid down on the mattress. "Straddle me," he commanded. At this point I obeyed his orders. When I was on top of him, with him in my cunt, another guy entered my asshole. Then a dick was stuffed in my mouth, so I had three in me at once. I knew there was nothing I could do but submit. The hours dragged by. I gave blowjobs until my mouth was sore and wouldn't stay open anymore. I took cock after cock in my pussy. They fucked me in every degrading position they could think of, spraying cum inside of me and all over me until my hair and face were slick with it and my pubic hair was matted with white globs. I wasn't struggling at all anymore, I was just letting them fuck me however they like. They banged my ass until I was screaming in pain with every thrust. I had never seen so much cum or felt so much agony in my life. It seemed like they all had at least two turns at me.

When they were done, I got up. My panties were nowhere to be found. I buckled my bra back on and put my torn dress on, trying to make it cover me decently, but finding it impossible. The men were not paying much attention to me, lying around tired or drinking. I was an old toy that was broken now. I got up. Then I felt a stinging lash on the back of my bare legs. It was Rick, swinging his leather belt and laughing. The men all seemed to come to life. I was crouched in the fetal position on the mattress. Blows and boot kicks came raining down on me. They wrenched my head away so that a punch split my lips. Someone kicked me in the face and it all blacked out for a second. They beat me up until they were bored with that too, and then they dumped me onto the cold rough floor of the warehouse, throwing the mattress aside. I saw, through tears and swollen eyes, all the men pull out their penises. They pissed on me, the stinging liquid soaking into my bruised and cut skin. They joked and laughed. Fifteen guys drinking forties makes a lot of piss. I was drenched. I lay in the puddle until they went away, then got up, trying not to slip and fall back down into the yellow urine. Rick opened up the door for me. I was crying harder then before, because I thought that I was going to get to leave. Instead I got beat up and pissed on.

"Club Vertigo. Take your second left. It's your first right off of Montgomery. Green Street it's called. You can't miss it." I didn't ask how he knew where I was going. "I'm free to go?" My face was bruised and I was dripping with piss. I felt cum leaking down my leg.

He nodded and I turned around and left. It was almost midnight now. I walked into the McDonalds and the clerk called the police. They went back to the warehouse, but of course there was no-one there. The officer said that he had complaints about the place before, said that it was used as a crackhouse and a hangout for gangs. They never caught them. The rest of my vacation was spent in the hospital with Susan and Paul visiting.

A WALK IN THE PARK

Sat, 03 Jan 2009 21:00:02 +0100

Kathy stands 5'9" inches tall and weighs 120 pounds. Her hair is long, silky and naturally light blond. She wears it parted down the middle. It's a simple look, but with her perfect angel face any styling is unnecessary. Her eyes are sparkling deep blue and her skin is baby smooth without a blemish to be found. She sports a beautiful tan and keeps herself in shape with aerobics, jogging in the park. Or at least she used to.......

About a month ago Kathy was jogging through the park, after work as she usually did. As Kathy turned down the lake trail, she noticed that she was being followed by six large black men and that they were making remarks to each other about how they'd love to shove their big, black cocks up her round, white ass.

She started running faster, and the men begin chasing her. They caught her and pull her to the ground. Kathy tried to resist but it was futile against the six strong men. They tear her blouse and skirt off and rip the panties from her ass. All six men dropped their pants and started stroking their enormous black cocks. One of the men began rubbing her hairy cunt while the others were holding her arms and legs. One man near her head rubbed his hot dick across her mouth. The one rubbing her cunt said that She was getting hot and stuck two large fingers deep into her twat. Kathy felt the juices of her pussy beginning to flow because of the fear, and effort of trying to resist the men.

Kathy screamed and begged them not to rape her but one of the men just said that after he got his big black cock up her hot juicy cunt that she'd be screaming for more.

Another man said that her pussy was going to get fucked by all of them so she might as well start enjoying it. Kathy's struggling harder than ever when two of the men turn her over on to her stomach. They pull her legs apart and she can feel one of them position himself between her thighs. She started screaming and crying for help and one of the black men stuck his huge cock in her mouth and he said that ought to "shut her up."

The man between Kathy's legs is pulling on the hair of her pussy and spread the lips of her cunt. She felt his giant cock entered her and all she could do was make garbled noises around the cock in her mouth. As the huge black cock continued up her pussy she felt the hands of the others on her tits and ass. The largest of the black men told the one fucking Kathy to pull her white ass up so he could drill his black dick up her asshole.

Kathy frantically tried to scream but the cock in her mouth wouldn't move. Then she could feel the head of the huge man's cock at the entrance to her ass as he told the man raping her tolet him have "some of that bitches' pussy juice" running out of her cunt. He reaches down and wipes some of her cum off the shaft sliding in and out of her and smeared it over the opening of her ass.

Seconds later Kathy could feel the incredible black pole entering her ass. She instantly started having mind blowing orgasms with each inch of cock inserted up her ass. Kathy started to unconsciously chew on the dick in her mouth when she's pulled up on to her knees, while two other men rub their cocks against her hanging tits. The cock screwing her pussy began shooting loads of hot cum into her and the one in her mouth began pumping what seemed like quarts of hot sperm down her throat, almost simultaneously. The dick in her ass was reaming her with powerful thrusts then finally pulls out of her ass to shoot hot cum all over her back and ass. The cocks in Kathy's pussy and mouth pulled out of her at the same time, and she collapse on the ground with streams of the men's cum running out of her mouth, cunt and ass.

Just as she was thinking it was all over, the three men who hadn't fucked her yet, took the places of those who had just finished. After all six men had raped her at least once they stood up, zipped up their pants, and told her that they hoped she had enjoyed her "walk" in the park.