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Excuse me fella, but you look like somebody I can trust...and I need a little bit of help here.
Me, I love raping some bitch more than anything. I love sticking it to them. Ramming my thick hard, thick 12 inch cock into some unwilling ass and pussy is the greatest thing in the world. It isn't so much the sex though that is damn fine, or even the way my cock feels, pulsing like it's going to explode deep in some dumb cunt's pussy; it's the power, the domination, the forcing of myself into the bitch's body, the violation of something so intimate to them.
From the way you're grinning, I see I was right....and that you're just the kind of man I'm looking for......
See, I was on my way home when I saw the woman standing beside a steaming car. I can't believe my luck, as I have been thinking all day of how much I want, no need to fuck the day lights out of some broad, so I pull over and ask if I can "help". (help myself to her pussy and ass!!)
It's very hot and her blouse is stuck to her lovely brown skin from her sweat ..I can see she has no bra, that her tits are little (no bigger than lemons) and firm, and my mouth waters. She's so pretty, so girl-like....
She is so grateful that SOMEONE has finally come up this road .. though she does take a "double-take" at what she can see of me , being that I Is one evil looking fucker. Totally bald skull, coarse black hair covering my huge 6'7 300 pound body makes me look more like a gorilla than a man a few people have had the nerve to tell me. And of course I've been told I got a face that will turn milk sour. Though there are a few women who seem to love evil fuckers like me....
Yeah...I think they think can "gentle" us, ur that we have some decent inner core that only they can bring out.....
Anyway, I ask her what she is doing on this highway, seeing that it doesn't even appear on most maps since the new Interstate opened up two years ago. She explains she got lost and has no idea where she is. I ask if she is travelling alone, and she nods.
That's good to know, because that means no one else knows where she is either. Which means that when she turns up missing no one will have a fucking clue as to where to pick up her trail.
In fact .. she broke down on entrance to the private road that leads to my cabin. As I stare at her tits I get an instant hard on ..as I think of what I can, what I will do to her, but she notices me staring and suddenly becomes aware of how much I can see. Of course me sitting in the truck, she can't see that my fuck pole is all but tearing itself out of my pants.
She gets real shy-like amd crosses her arms over her breasts and asks if I would please call a tow truck when I get to a phone.
I just laugh as I climb out of my truck .. reaching for her blouse, I grab a handful and pull her to me. As she screams and tries to break free I yank hard and rip the cloth off her body exposing her sweet little child-like tits. Spinning her around I push her against the truck and press up against her.
She cries out in real fear as she feels the size of my thick engorged cock pressing through my pants. it's rock hard solid and its throbbing against her sweet flat belly and she screams for help.
"Scream all ya want baby", isn't nobody going to hear you, ", I tell her calmly. "Besides which a woman screaming just makes my fuck-pole all the harder"
She continues her struggling and pushing against me to no avail as I begin lifting her short skirt with one hand as I rip off her panties with the other and then and shove a finger into her tight cunt.
I tell her how that I am going to thoroughly rape her, how I am going ram my thick fuck pole as hard as I can first up her cunt and then ass ..and that gets her to screaming and struggling even harder which of course excites me even more. No one will be by .. no one will hear .. there will be no interruption or "salvation" for this cunt. She is mine to do with as I will.
I have always had a fantasy of raping a woman tied to my truck in the middle of day and here is the perfect opportunity. Almost if the Dark One He was aiding me.....
Lifting her struggling half naked body I sling her across the truck's hood and tie her wrists to the outside mirrors. Leaving enough play in the rope so she can slide on the metal I step out of my jeans freeing the mammoth 12 inches of cunt punisher.
Gripping her thighs I pull her down over the hood till her wide spread cunt nestles over the tip of the big purple helmet head of my prick. My blood is pumping hard ... causing my cock swell bigger than it has ever been before...I am almost insane from the excitement of hearing this helpless woman scream and beg for help as she writhes and squirms in a vain attempt to break free. Then what she is saying thru her incoherent sobbing pleas suddenly register on my ears.
" Please please..dont do this to me. I'm a virgin!! II am on my way to join a convent!!"
I stand still .. totally amazed that I have this beautiful, helplessly naked VIRGIN about to be ripped apart by my stiffly throbbing fuck pole!!!! Now I know that the Dark One is favouring me.....a virgin, a christian, a nun-to-be about to be utterly destroyed by me!!!
I laugh with evil glee and tell this captive beauty how that knowing she is a virgin makes this all the more enjoyable, that I am going to enjoy raping her cunt even more knowing how much this is going to hurt her spiritually as well as physically, even as I slowly, inevitably pull her down farther onto my hot pussy hungry throbbing thickness .. her gyrations impaling her even more firmly onto my raping shaft.
Suddenly, without warning, I THRUST...ripping into her helpless body ...pushes up on her hips .. sliding her across the hood then yanking her back down onto her pole of torment. Her tortured screams fill the air, and filled me with incredible joy, as I feel her precious virginity ripped from her body as my ever thickening raping tool continues it's vigorous plunges into her wet tight softness. Over and over I repeatedly thrust in and out of her soft virgin cunt. Her hot tunnel grips my cock, squeezing it like a tight glove. I only wish I had another cock to rape her ass as raped her cunt..so that I could increase her torment and my pleasure....well perhaps later I can find a "partner" who will help me with that I decide as I continue to slam fuck her as hard as I possibly can.
Pulled harder down onto my ridged rod she now hangs on its full 12 inch drilling length, denied the leverage to get off it as I force her tormented body to jerk and squirm against my prick. I revel in the fact that is not only in extreme pain, she is also in absolute despair.
Her broken sobs growing hoarse as I continue to slide her back and forth across the truck hood and down onto my massively swollen rod, grinding harder and deeper with every raping thrust into her abused pussy again and again and again. Now I stop, my cock hard and straining for it's warm pussy as I untie my captive and pull her, sobbing and stumbling, onto the tailgate.
Forcing her to her hands and knees on the edge of the tail gate I can resist giggling like a friend as I say, "Shall I rape your ass now, my sweet", which really makes her struggle. I laugh harder , then pull her thighs apart exposing her bruised and battered cunt lips. Taking aim at her glistening cunt lips I once again hurl my solid cock deep into her wonderfully hot, tight, depths.
Her screams again ring out into the forest air as I unmercifully fuck in and out of her struggling body, grabbing and squeezing her sweet little tits. Grunting with the effort of every thrust because her hot hole is still incredibly sooo tight I pound into her harder...faster. over and over ... until with a yell of victory erupting my throat my hot cum explodes into my captive's cunt....
Spent now, my body falls over hers , and while my softening cock remains embedded in her wetness I listen with pleasure to her shuddering sobs....
I tell her how I will see to it that cocks fill every hole she has before her life is done. which may or may not be short depending on how many men I can find to help me fuck, rape, use her to death..... and then I threw her into the back of my truck and took to my cabin ....
So you say you've never actually raped a woman? Is it because you are afraid of getting caught?
Well man, if that's the ONLY reason, now's your chance to give it a try....I hope you'll get addicted.... |
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TODAY'S FREE RAPE STORY |
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It was not her day to open the store, thinks Janet as she turns the key in the lock and walks into large woman's boutique she owned. It was part of the local "downtown" re-vitalization, which meant it was corner building with small windows practically hidden from the street. In other words: cheap rent.
In spite of the poor location, Janet's business did well because she catered to BBW ladies like herself. With a pretty face and dark hair Janet stood 5'5" tall and wore a size 16. She worked hard at finding nice clothes for her customers and prided herself in her own appearance wearing a nice knee length skirt, nylons and blouse.
She was dressed like this even though it was not her day to do the morning inventory. That should be Michele's job, the twenty-year-old she had hired a year ago. A good kid, big and pretty (like herself she thought) and dependable. That is why she was here this morning because Michele had called and asked her to cover the first part of the morning (the inventory) promising she'd be there by nine.
Janet, ever the pushover, agreed. She liked Michele and SHE was the owner and a little extra work was expected.
What was not expected was the hand that clamped over her mouth and the knife to her throat. Her attacker pushed her into the store and turned her back toward the door.
"Lock the door, bitch."
With a trembling hand, Janet put the key in the lock and turned it. She was now locked in with the Big Girl Rapist…
The Big Girl Rapist had been tracking blond Michele for the last three weeks. Curvy with large breasts and a bubble ass (those asses always drove him crazy), he had found her on one of his exploring trips through Big Girl clothing stores. They were perfect hunting grounds for victims.
Since the shop she worked in was somewhat secluded, he decided to take her in there. Besides, there was bound to be some sexy clothing he could force her to wear for him.
He knew this was the day she came in earlier. This was the day she became his rape victim.
But the other fatty--the owner Janet-- showed up. Not that she was not bad looking, but he WANTED the blonde one. He started to back off to return next week, but the combination of anticipation and anger of his missing prey made him move forward and grab Janet.
The Big Girl Rapist dragged Janet to the rear of the store. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, knife still pressed against her throat.
"Where is the blonde fatty?" He growled in her ear.
"…I don't know, " said Janet her eyes wide with fear from the knife at her throat and the hardness she felt pressing against her bottom.
" I am the only one…OWWW!" Janet screamed in pain as the Big Girl Rapist yanked her hair.
"You are pissing me off, Fat Janet. " He smiled. "Surprised I know your name? I have been watching you and that blonde Michele. Now, WHERE IS SHE?"
"What are you going to do to her?" Janet was scared, but she was not going to give up Michele…yet.
The Big Girl Rapist pushed his hips forward so Janet could really feel his hardness. Janet cried out in fear.
"That should answer your question. Now, if you don't tell me where Michele is I am going to rape and kill you right now."
The Big Girl Rapist scraped his knife across Janet's neck. She closed her eyes.
"She'll be here in an hour." Tears leaked from her eyes.
The Big Girl Rapist kissed her neck. "Good Fat Janet. Now I am going to make you comfortable and, if you are a good girl, you can watch me rape your employee."
The Big Girl Rapist's idea of "comfortable" was binding Janet's hands behind your back with duct tape, a gag consisting of a pair of panties off one of her shelves secured with duct tape, and being pushed face down on the floor. Tears flowed freely as she prayed Michele would forgive her for betraying her.
Another part of her was glad that this rapist wanted Michele and not her. The idea of being raped was one of her greatest fears. It was the "trooper next to you getting the bullet" principal. That principle was now Janet's reality, as she lay helpless on the floor.
The Big Girl Rapist spent the next five minutes picking out a nice outfit for Michele to wear for him. Counting the ten it took to tie Fat Janet, he still had forty-five minutes to wait.
The Big Girl Rapist walked over to Fat Janet and looked down at her. He admired her nylon-covered legs and the bulge that was her ass under her skirt.
He kneeled at her feet and pulled off her heels. Janet thrashed at his touch. He slapped her hard across her ass.
"Stay still Fat Janet. I have time to kill and you are going to help me."
Janet screamed into her gag as she felt his hands rub her legs and move toward her crotch. She was about to get the bullet, before Michele did.
"God, I love big women," said the Big Girl Rapist as his hands lifted up her dress. He took a sharp intake of breath as he saw her bubble ass.
For Janet, it was her worst nightmare. She felt her legs pulled apart and her hose pulled down. She felt the weight of his body as he mounted her and spread her ass cheeks apart. She screamed, try to fight, but when she felt the stabbing pain as his cock entered her anus, she just lay there and wept.
The Big Girl Rapist sodomized Fat Janet with hard strokes taking out his pent up frustration out on her. Her ass was big, sexy and tight.
"Bet you never had it in the ass, Fat Janet," he said as he raped her. "So good…."
He thrust forward and came inside Fat Janet's ass. He lay on top of his newest rape victim enjoying the muffled sounds of her weeping. He looked at his watch. Fifteen more minutes until Michele arrived, time to get ready…
As the Big Girl Rapist was finishing with Janet, Michele was just leaving her home. Just enough time to make it, but not enough to change into the dress and hose Janet preferred her to wear at work. But she had nice slacks and a blouse that would placate her.
She hated the idea of being late, but they dropped that early test on her at school. Janet was so cool about that stuff.
And Janet made her feel good. She insisted that Michele dress nice. Look good despite her size. Be proud she wore a size 16.
She was smiling as she unlocked the door of the shop. She stopped smiling as she saw Janet in a chair, gagged, with a man standing behind her with a knife at her throat.
"Lock the door, Michele or Fat Janet dies," said the man with the knife.
Michele obeyed.
"Good Fatty. Now, move forward and stand in front of Fat Janet."
"Don't hurt her," said Michele as she slowly moves forward.
The Big Girl Rapist laughed. " I already hurt her. Worry about me slicing her open."
Michele could see Janet's eyes: full of fear and shame. What had that bastard done to her?
She got her answer right away.
"Strip naked, Michele," ordered the Big Girl Rapist.
Michele hesitated. The Big Girl Rapist put the point of the knife under Janet's chin.
"Do it or she dies. That should be simple even for a dumb blonde like you. NOW STRIP!"
Tears flowed down Michele's face as she began to take off her clothes.
"Everything off My Fatty Michele. Let me see the body I have wanted for a month." The Big Girl Rapist licked his lips as Michele took off her clothes.
When her bra came off, and she was totally naked, the Big Girl Rapist tossed Michele a package. It was tan pantyhose.
"Put those on. "
The Big Girl Rapist moaned with pleasure as he felt his cock grow watching Michele wiggle into the pantyhose. With her big hanging tits, belly, and bubble ass, Michele was his image of his dream girl, an image of the perfect rape victim.
One more item to make his Dream Girl complete. He tossed her a short red nightie. With out orders, Michele put it on.
"Let us go, please, Mister. Don't hurt us," begged Michele as she finished putting on the nightie.
The Big Girl Rapist stepped from behind Janet, grabbed the back of Michel's head, and forced her to kiss him. His hands moved over her body, touching, grabbing, and squeezing her body. He pulled her close from behind and ground his crotch against her sexy bubble ass.
"You are mine now, Michele. All mine."
He kneeled in front of Michele and buried his face into her crotch. He put his hands on her ass and pulled her to his lips to her clit. He sucked her clit through the pantyhose.
Michele cried, begged and moaned. Moaned with pleasure. Shame filled her and she looked over at Janet. Janet her friend. Looked to Janet for some kind of solace through this living nightmare.
All Michele saw were eyes filled with hate. Hate of her…
Janet watch with malicious pleasure as the bastard began his rape of Michele. The burning in her ass blunted any sympathy for what Michele was going through. The blood she felt seeping out of her anus and into her panties made her hate Michele. It was her fault she had been raped. Her fault her worst nightmare had come true.
So when Michele came for their rapist Janet was pleased to hear the cry of shame from her. Happy as their rapist pulled her to the floor ripped open her hose and raped her. Michele let out a scream of agony as their rapist rammed into her.
The Big Girl Rapist pounding Michele's pussy hard and fast. It was tight and all that he had hoped for. But it was time for one more thing…
If Janet was happy when their rapist rammed his hard cock into Michele's pussy, she was ESTATIC when he rolled her on her face, pulled down her hose, and slowly pushed his cock into anus. Yes, she thought as Michele howled in pain, feel what that bastard did to me.
Michele's ass was tight and The Big Girl Rapist took his time entering her. He clamped his hand over her mouth and stroked in and out of her ass until her sprayed into her. He enjoyed the moan of pain and humiliation as Michele felt his cum fill her ass.
The Big Girl Rapist pulled off Michele's nightie and 'hose, gathered up the rest of Michele's clothes and put them into a shopping bag. He tied her hands behind her back and gagged her like he did Fat Janet.
The Big Girl Rapist went to Fat Janet and removed her gag. Fat Janet took in a welcome fresh breath of air.
"Did you enjoy the show, Fat Janet?" His hands gripped Janet's breasts.
Janet did not answer. The Big Girl Rapist slapped her.
"ANSWER ME, FAT JANET."
"YES I DID. I AM GLAD YOU HURT HER. IT IS HER FAULT YOU RAPED ME…" Janet screamed. She began to sob.
"I thought so." With that, The Big Girl Rapist pushes Janet to the floor, rips open her dress and pantyhose and rapes her.
Janet screams, but The Big Girl Rapist clamps a hand over her mouth as he enters her.
"Enjoy, this Fat Janet," he whispers as he strokes in and out of her pussy.
Janet goes limp. Whatever sense of mind she had ended when he entered her. She was an empty shell and barely felt the his spray of cum into her abused pussy…
The Big Girl Rapist left his two victims on the floor of the shop. One is sobbing while the other is catatonic. He locks the door with Michele's keys and tosses them down the next sewer drain he sees as he walks away.
It had been a good morning, now to find a little lunch…. |
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