Rape

Nancy and Lori were two years apart. The looked so much alike though, that people often mistook them for each other. The were blonde, athletic and cute. They were typical girls next door.

Nancy, the older of the two sisters had a dark secret though. She was heavily into bondage and group sex. She loved to have anal sex almost more than she liked vaginal sex. She was a real swinger. Lori, her younger sister on the other hand, had only had a few boyfriends. She was no virgin but was very, very conservative. Outwardly the sisters couldn’t have been more alike. Inwardly the two sisters couldn’t have been more different.

Nancy had an exciting weekend planned with a few friends. She was going to have them pretend to kidnap her and take her to a secluded house and bind her up. They had a nasty weekend end all planned out. Nancy loved to role-play like this and had been planning this weekend for months. She had no idea where they were taking her or what they had planned; only that it included lots of oral and anal sex.

Lori had a surprise for her sister planned this weekend. Her sister seemed distant lately and she wanted to cheer her up. Lori was going to come over and hang out with her sister for pizza and chick flicks and wine. They used to do this a lot when they were both younger.
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This story is about a discovery that I made, early one Thursday morning during my last year of college. I stayed at a very secluded apartment complex, it was a half mile off the main road in a small part of town that had not yet been developed. The complex consisted of only 10 large one bedroom apartments, a huge laundry room with vending machines and a weight room. The parking lot was off to the side of the buildings and the lighting was poor.

I knew most of my neighbors and which cars they drove. I had a white Mazda pickup truck, the smaller one. It was a great truck and it proved valuable from time to time. There was one problem with my little white truck; it resembled several other plain white small trucks. From a distance you could not distinguish my white Mazda truck from a white Toyota truck. I had no pin stripes and no fancy custom wheels, so my plain white truck was one of many on campus. There was also a neighbor of mine who had the exact same truck; I noticed it the day after I moved into my apartment. (more…)

It’s late and you’re locking up the theatre building. Weekends are always busy, but tonight you barely feel like you’ve had a second to think. Your calves ache from rushing around. Between your lips you’ve already got the French cigarette you’re looking forward to smoking on the way home.

You turn the key in the lock to activate the alarm.

All you want to do is go home and sink into a hot bath…

You punch in the code and the alarm starts to beep.

Sinking deep down into the bubbles….

“Turn it off.”

You jump: the voice is right behind you and you start to turn round expecting it to be a workmate playing a prank.

A hand firmly grabs the back of your neck and forces you to face the wall. Adrenalin takes over as you realise you’re in trouble. This isn’t a prank, and you’re alone in the theatre.

You begin to shake as you fumble the key into the lock. As the beeping stops, you’re suddenly aware of your own breathing. It seems to echo round the empty building. (more…)

I’d been casing the place for a couple of days now and I had their routine down nicely. The old man left at 7 every morning regular as clockwork. The girl left around 8 on a bike and the old lady left shortly after in another car. None of them was due back until well after 3 that afternoon.

I’d done this job plenty of times before. A house like this usually had a lot of easily moved electrical equipment and often a bit of loose cash. I’d usually make anything from $2,000 to $10,000 for a couple of hour’s easy work. The trick was to move from town to town and make sure no one could see your face.

I waited in my van. It looked like a DHL van, but a simple change of the stencils on the side would turn it into a furniture van. As I waited the old man pulled out of the drive and drove off. An hour later the girl left pushing her bike and talking on her cell phone. (more…)

She broke off a big flake and tossed it down into the waiting manger. Jumping down from the neatly stacked bales of hay she walked smartly over to a waiting 55 gallon drum and scooped up a big scoop of rolled oats. But as she began to lay the oats out in a long smooth arc her gaze was stolen by the sight of the sunlight tumbling off the Northern slopes of the Bali Hi mountain. At least that is what the tourists called it.

Her breath was taken for a moment, and she crossed her arms and leaned against the top rail of the waiting manger. Her perloined eyes were drawn as if by magnets to the light as it bounced across the mountain. The peaceful rays of the morning sun – their golden warmth made richer by the ever-present dust and vapor that drifted up from an ancient volcanic vent that slumbered on the far horizon.

The lazy sunrays fired the little peaks and drove the morning shadows deep into the valleys, making their presence even more pronounced. And as she leaned forward and let her chin cradle on her arms her heart was filled with a familiar feeling. A strange homogony of peace and sadness. Of deep belonging, laced with strains of deepest longing. (more…)

Ricks vision began to lighten; the world around him a kaleidoscope of pale swirls. His hearing was coming alive the hum of electric light tubes and a strange ventilation sucking noise filling the air. He sensed the passage of time-was it still evening? He didn’t think so.

His mind tried to retrace his steps.

He remembered sat in his father’s car; Beth was next to him. Beth was his all star girlfriend; going steady for ages now he still couldn’t believe his luck. With her curly blonde hair; tight sweater top and those thrusting tits she was a dream. She had that sassy hipped wiggle and was a diminutive teen angel. Maybe too much the angel he sometimes thought.

“Where are they?” Rick had asked scanning the car park for his friend. Then seeing an uninvited guest approaching added, “oh for fucks sake Beth you didn’t ask him along did you?”

Beth shrugged her shoulders seeing her boyfriends face wince and then gave him that seductive cow eyes that made everything ok.

“Sorry,” she said with an apologetic smile, big blue eyes fluttering under stray blonde locks, “he’s not that bad is he?”

Eagerly waving at the couple was Scooter, Beth’s nerdy neighbour. The young man wiped his flat grease hair in place his tank top looking inappropriate for clubbing. (more…)

It was supposed to be easy and straightforward. Theresa was just supposed to drop her husband at the airport and then drive home. Nothing simpler, was there? Only her husbands flight was delayed by two hours, so her trip home in the afternoon was postponed as she waited with him at the airport, keen to see him off, ignoring his protestations that she should leave and then fearing driving in the rush hour once he did get away she stayed and had her dinner at the airport, waiting for the rush to die down. And it did. The only problem was that it was nearing dusk when she did leave the airport and she really wasn’t that good a driver and didn’t know the road that well. Rather than follow the signs she got fascinated with a van that seemed to be going in the right direction and she followed it. And of course, it was going nowhere near where Theresa wanted to go.

She got flustered and lost in a tangle of roads and before long, with the light fading she found herself hopelessly lost in an area of the city she wasn’t familiar with. Where ever she was, it did not look to nice. (more…)

They were asking for it. Everyday on my way home from work I would see the two of them on their lawn chairs sunning. I was sure they were mother and daughter; I could see from the road they both had red hair but one of them was a little wider in the ass and fuller in the tits. Other than that, they could have been twins from this distance.

Sometimes as I passed one would be putting suntan oil on the other’s shoulders. On other occasions they would be lying on their stomachs and I knew in my heart their tops were undone and pulled down below their titties so they wouldn’t get the tan line across the back. I could picture their hard nipples pressed against the rough webbing of the chair

My favorite view was when they were just lying there on their backs with their legs slightly apart showing that that very inviting “V” between their legs. I would often circle the block three or four times while I jacked my dick in the car until I blew my load all over the dash and steering wheel before I went on home. Often at night, I would get the images of the two of them in my head while I was fucking my wife. She had no idea that while I was pounding her loose old pussy, I was fantasizing about raping that sweet, young sweet red haired cutie while her mother watched. Needless to say that my wife was the recipient of many hard fucks that summer. I loved it that all summer long they choose to sun in the front and not the back of the house, as I said, they were asking for it.
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My eyes opened but I couldn’t see. I felt cold and I knew that I was naked. As I tried to move I felt air rush past my body, past my balls and ass, and I realized that my hands and legs were tied. I was suspended by ropes, hanging by my hands and ankles, my legs held open by the ropes with my back toward the ground.

As she whispered I felt her breath in my ear: “I bet you want to come in front of all these beautiful ladies.” The room was silent. But I could smell pussy, I could smell sex. The salty smell of pussy that makes you want to wrap your mouth around a cunt and suck until it spurts thick girl cum into your throat. Then walking…shuffling of feet, people getting up. I couldn’t move.

Then I heard, “Do you want to come for me?” In the other ear, “Come for me.” The intoxicating perfume wafted around me as they walked by, woman after woman, “I want you to come hard.”

“I want to make you come.” It was confusing and unreal, but I was there, blindfolded. I couldn’t see but I knew the light was on, and very bright; light pierced the blindfold. (more…)

Tiger wasn’t what you would call friendly towards outsiders. She was given the name Tiger because of her feisty behavior. No one would mess with her; they were too scared. She and her circle of friends were known for their “forbidden fruit”. Tiger, 18 at the time, was quite a tease. Always walking around in her skin tight tank tops and mini skirts, showing off her porn star breasts and athletic legs. She loved to make the boys scream.

Tiger was in the band at her school, ironically adding the stories about band camp. She was the only girl drummer, and loved every minute of it. Purposely dropping the drum sticks, she would bend over, exposing her tight ass. The guys were watching, and she knew it.

One guy who especially took a liking to her was Tan, a senior drummer. He was entranced by the young girl, and hated her for it. He would watch her lick her lips and star at him seductively from across the room. But he knew how she was: look but don’t touch. (more…)

She stood in the centre of the room ankles shackled to rings in the floor spreading her legs widely but not uncomfortably. Likewise her hands were bound together and raised by chain vertically above her head, firmly yes, but not an uncomfortable stretch. He walked around her once and admired her body. Tall for a woman at five ten and well toned and curvaceous. Her long auburn hair was tied in a knot atop her head and this was the only hair in evidence, the rest of her body smooth and tanned. He was well aware that the tan was faked but that did not detract from the effect of the golden glow of her skin.

In the six weeks of her captivity she had been depilated, exercised, given her tan and generally cared for and prepared just for today. He would have used some hackneyed phrase like ‘the first day of her training’ or her ’submission’ if he didn’t know in his heart that this was something very different. There was no requirement for submission or co-operation from this girl. No aim or intended outcome that would lead to a bond or, heaven forbid, a relationship. He felt nothing for the girl other than lust and made himself see her as an object rather than a person… and that was the point. (more…)

Lisa and Donna were a pair of ravishing lesbian lovers that turned heads wherever they went. Lisa, the older at twenty, a 5′5″ brunette with shoulder length hair, green eyes and full lips, was quite a knockout. She was a swimmer with a well toned, 120 pound, body, very tan and a 34-C bustline. Donna, her 18-year-old lover was her equal in height, and like Lisa had full puffy lips. Her blue-green eyes accented her shoulder length long hair that was pulled back in a ponytail. A former gymnast in high school she was in very good shape, and very supple. And virtually as well endowed as her lover with a 33-C chest.

Wherever the two went they left men watching in awe, and sometimes erect, as they past. Lisa knew the effect they had on men. Though she was committed to Donna, she enjoyed teasing men quite often. The thought of them going home and having to jack off to get relief from her taunts pleased her to no end.

One Friday night the two girls decided to go bar hopping. (more…)

When I was 18, just before college, (late bloomer, still skinny) I was fully in the swing of girls, cleavage, playboy magazines and full release; needless to say … I was jerking it quite often.

I use to go fishing a lot and recently got a largemouth bass as a pet. I would go into the neighborhood pet store and steal goldfish to feed to my fish, no kidding, I would actually put goldfish in my pockets and walk out of the store (cheap, huh).

The woman that ran the place seemed to keep to herself as I came in and occasionally purchased goldfish, but normally I would walk in and walk out. I heard she used to be a woman from our high school that used to be the cheerleader coach, but lost her job or got married or something. Attractive, maybe early 30’s, but never very social, I had never gotten a good look at her, yet.

As you entered the store the goldfish tank was straight ahead all the way in back of the store. The goldfish tank was HUGE; thousands of fish, so many that it was quite easy to reach you hand in, grab some fish and put them in your pockets. I started doing it as a joke, but feeding the bass the goldfish and watching the alley cats eat the goldfish was too fun to stop.

It didn’t seem strange to me because I had done it so often. Until the day she caught me. (more…)

It’s 8 pm and I am sitting in my chair facing our bed and naked. You had told me this morning that you would be late getting home from work. You didn’t explain why because you don’t have to. At 6:30, an hour and a half after you got off work you called me and told me to remove all my clothes and wait for you in my chair. I could tell from the noise in the background that you were calling from your favorite bar.

I immediately did as you asked and here I am waiting. I have no idea what you have planned, but I know it will be special. It always is. At first my cock is rock hard imagining what you have in store for me, but then it goes soft for a while as I start to think you will never get home. My time goes back and forth like this the whole time I’m waiting. You are very good at doing this to me and you plan things that way. You are one evil bitch! (more…)

Josh and Kerri danced in the center of the room. He was the star of the football team and she was the sexist freshman cheerleader. Everyone watched their sexually charged dance movements as they shimmied across the floor. After a few dances Josh asked Kerri if she’d like to see his room upstairs (they were at his frat house). She nodded and they headed up.

They sat down on the bed and started kissing. He pushed his hand under her sweater, admiring her uniform. She’d come straight from the game, he however had showered and changed. She pushed his hands down before they made their way under her bra. He pushed harder against her resistance.

“Josh, stop it” she said.

“Why?” he whispered nibbling on her ear.

“This is too fast,” she replied.

He pushed harder, his fingers slipping under the lacy material. She pushed him away.

“I think I should go” she said with a hint of anger. (more…)

It is Saturday night and once again you are out on the town with the girls. Tonight you just want to have fun, to have a few drinks with your friends, to have a laugh and to dance the night away. You have no intention to get picked up. Tonight is just about having fun with no complications.

As you walk down the street your blonde hair blows behind you in the breeze. It hangs about half way down your back and you can feel it brushing on your exposed shoulders. Your red sleeveless top has a low front which gives an ample display of your 36C chest, just revealing the edge of your dark red bra. Your white knee length skirt pulls tightly over your ass, and the material is transparent enough to reveal that you are wearing a white thong. The delicate lace of your thong is just visible through your skirt giving a tantalizing glimpse of what lies within. Your outfit is finished off with a pair of white shoes with 3 inch heels which click loudly on the paving stones as you walk down the street. A small white leather handbag hangs off your shoulder, bouncing off your hips as you walk.

As you walk into the bar you notice several groups of men checking out you and your friends. You love the attention and give an extra sway to your hips as you walk over to an empty table near the dance floor. This is certainly somewhere you will all get noticed. You all order cocktails for the first round of drinks, keen to get the night going as quickly as you can. You can see guys around the room checking out your butt and whispering to each other as they stare at you. (more…)

It was Saturday night and once again I was going out on the town with some of my friends. I was just out to have a bit of fun, have a few drinks and a laugh, and to dance the night away. I didn’t have any intention to get picked up, just to have fun with no complications.

I am 5 feet 4 inches tall with long wavy blond hair that hangs a couple of inches below my shoulders. I am quite good looking, slim and with a firm 36C chest. I get plenty of attention, which I enjoy a lot. I was wearing a red sleeveless top which had a low front, giving an ample display of my breasts and just revealing the edge of my dark red bra. My white knee length skirt pulled tightly over my ass, and the delicate lace of my thong was just visible through it. I love the effect this has on guys. As I walked I could hear the 3 inch heels on my white shoes clicking loudly on the paving stones. A small white leather handbag was hanging on my shoulder, bouncing off my hips as I walked.

As we went into the bar I noticed several groups of men checking out me and my friends. I enjoyed the attention and made sure I walked with an extra sway to my hips as we went over to an empty table near the dance floor. This was certainly somewhere we would all get noticed. We ordered cocktails for the first round of drinks, keen to get the night going as quickly as possible as well as reduce those inhibitions a bit. (more…)

Rheyna was making her way back home after her steamy session with John and Amy, when two boys around 19 year old, approached in the dark, empty street.

“Quite a show there,” one said as they walked past the dark row of lightless shops. The young waitress tried to ignore them, her pussy still tingling from the recent fucking as she realised she had forgotten to put on her thong.

“Hey, don’t ignore us!” One snapped, pulling her shoulder back to get her attention.

“What show?” she responded, her mind now thinking that sex on the balcony was probably not the most discreet place.

“We were watching from another balcony,” the other said, “you’ve got one hell of a body. I think you should come with us.”

Rheyna was fighting to get past him as he blocked her way. He suddenly grabbed her breasts, “Look Mick, she’s got no bra under there!”

“You little slut!” Mick hissed with a smile. She was now trapped between the bodies of these two youths, “bet she aint wearing no underwear either!” (more…)