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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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Usually my stories are a little long. All stories are too long. You have to get through a boring exposition and look for where the action begins.
You want a speedy start? Fine!
I was on my way back from visiting a cyberfriend and it was very late at night. I picked up a random passenger and it happened to be a girl I know from school. She told me she’s back from an anti war demonstration and that really pissed me off because I hate the radical left!
Her name was Erin. Shorter than me, petite, small tits, short light blond hair that is long enough for you to put your fingers through or pull on. Facial features of an elf. Not an ugly little Santa’s elf, but a beautiful, graceful D&D elf. I’ve had a little crush on her at school and never told her.
She wore blue pants, yellow shirt.
Any questions? Good. It went like this:
I detoured into a side road, and stopped at what seemed like… how do I describe it… It was sort of like the bottom of a cliff or a crater. I stopped there before to take a leak. Three natural stone walls and one way out, in which we came from. There was also a small cave to our right.
“What is this place?” She asked.
I was thinking about that scene in Short Cuts” with this guy who tried to lure a younger girl into some bat cave. Only in that case, she went with him willingly. I doubted that would be the scenario tonight.
“Nothing. Wanna see a bat cave?” I asked, looking around at the monotonous view which included just sand and one poor little miserable tree.
“No, Tom.”
“How about taking a leak?”
“I’m fine.”
Come on, I wanna show you something.
“What?”
I opened my glove compartment, pulled out the tear gas, and sprayed it in her face till she almost lost consciousness. Then I grabbed the laces and started tying them around the girl’s skinny hands, holding her wrists together. She moaned, and I punched her face. She moaned again, blood coming out of her nose. She looked so sexy this way. I felt my adrenaline starting to pump in, my cock turning rock hard, my face turning red with heat. I wanted this girl so much, and for so long. She was one of these girls you think about not because they are the prom queens or head cheerleaders, but because they are the girls next door. Girls anyone can delude himself about being with.
Of course, in high school I never had the guts to do anything. I was just a boy then. Now Erin is gonna taste a real man, when I’ll take a piece of her!
I turned off the lights and got out of the car. I dragged Erin out of the car and started to undress her over the hood. I started by taking off her pants and throwing them aside.
She was starting to come to so I sprayed another dose of gas on her. Then punched her face, then hit her between her legs. Again she moaned and cried. I, however, was laughing.
“You never thought it would be me, did you? You never thought I would be the one who would victimize you.”
I just assume all women think they might be victimized at some point. Erin was a smart girl. She knew the statistics. But who would ever guess it would be the cute little nerd boy?
I grabbed her hair and dragged her towards the cave. By the time she recovered from the second dose of gas she started weeping again.
I laid her down on the entrance to the cave, on sand and rocks, and pulled my pants and underwear down. She opened her eyes in shock as she saw my hard cock.
Be quiet, Erin, and it’ll be over soon.
I took the box cutter out of my pocket and opened it. I put it on her throat.
“No fighting, and you will live through it.”
She looked at me silently and nodded. I was thrilled to discover I’m once again in control. I did not feel in control when I started this. This was not a part of my pattern. I did not hunt for her. She was a victim of opportunity. So unlike me. Then again, being too organized often made me feel like a coward. From Jenna till tonight, I was like a hunter killing farm animals in a controlled environment. But tonight it was different. I was in a jungle, and did not know how to clean up the traces and silent the wounded beast I was about to pork.
I put my hand in my pocket again and took out a condom.
“Do you know what this is?”
She nodded.
“Unwrap it and put it on me. No games. If I so much as think you’re shitting with me I’ll cut your fucking throat.”
“No! Please, don’t kill me!”
“Be a good girl, and I won’t.”
I handed her the condom, and got the box cutter out of her face. She tore the wrapper open with her teeth, and took it out. Then I bowed over her. She put the condom on me carefully with her bound hand. I moved the box cutter on her arm as she was doing so and slowly got it closer to her neck.
“Good girl!” I said as the condom was on me. “And now…”
I lowered the box cutter to her shirt, cutting it from her neck through her chest, in between her tits. I stopped there, observing these small perky tits covered with a pink bra and what was left from the shirt. Then I put the knife on her panties, planning on revealing some more pink.
“Hello!” I said politely as I saw her shaved pussy lips staring at me. She gasped and trembled.
“Don’t worry, Erin. It won’t hurt a bit if you’ll cooperate.” I lied.
I put the knife in front of my face so that both of us would see it. Then I threw it away, behind me. I didn’t want too much in my hand, especially since she was already bound, and already mine, paralyzed with fear.
I opened her legs and started putting my cock in her. I watched her while I was doing it. She had her eyes closed. “Look at me!”
She looked at me as I played with her clitoris. Her eyes told me no, but at the same time told me yes. She was staring into my eyes and gasping at the same time. Again, saying no and yes in the same time just by the sound of her voice, with words unspoken.
I took my hand out and climbed on top of her, grinding my cock head against her lips. I was aroused, and wondered if she felt the same. I grabbed her bound hands and put them behind her head as I got into her. I have wanted to make love to this woman for years, and now I’ll have my chance. If she didn’t feel attracted to me, even before, then she deserved this.
I started pounding inside of her. I felt once again the adrenaline oozing through my porous, and rammed harder. We both looked into each other’s eyes as I did this. Her body shook every time I entered her. We kept looking at each other for what seemed like forever but was probably shorter. It was different. We knew each other before that, and now we were in a situation we never thought we would end up being in. It’s amazing in what circumstances people can find themselves when their ways cross repeatedly.
I’ve raped a lot of women who trusted me, so how come this woman’s look was different?
It was almost like she was accepting me. It never happened to me. Not to this degree.
I kept on fucking her pussy. I could almost feel pain in my cock, and on my cheek…
On my cheek? How the fuck could I have gotten pain on my cheek?
I put two fingers on my cheek and it turned out to be blood. I was wondering how it happened and returned my hand on her neck… Her neck? This hand was the one that was on her wrists. I didn’t put any hand on her neck. So why were my two hands on her neck right now? I don’t remember doing it!
Then I looked at her again, and her eyes were empty. Vague. I got my hands off her neck and saw my finger marks and some blood. The blood was mine, from putting her hand on her neck. I must have held her down as she tried to scratch my face with her nails. I turned her head aside and saw a blood stain on the back of her head, and another one on the rock where it was laid.
I remember her looking at me this way when I first put my cock in her. Is it possible we struggled in between? I now remember holding her throat but I don’t know if I killed her. Did she suffocate, or was it that nasty fracture in the back of the skull? Which happened first?
She looked so fine this way. Her blue eyes more beauti ful than ever. My first urge was to run away, but the second one was to continue fucking her.
As I fucked her I struggled with the laces on her wrists, untying them. I smacked her face. I wanted to punish her for doing it to me. I closed her mouth and started licking her lips. I wanted my tongue to touch these lips so long ago. I kept on pounding in her, licking and kissing her, with her mouth closed the entire time. I just wanted to taste those lips.
I got out of her pussy. There was a little blood there and I realized I was a little too aggressive, although I hardly even felt pain myself. I should have. She should have. But none of us did.
I tipped her over and started fucking her behind, regretting that she couldn’t feel the pain. Then again, if she had stayed alive, I would have came in her pussy. I wanted her to feel me fucking her pussy, cumming in it. Now with her gone, there is no way.
Still, it was fun to fuck a girl knowing she’ll do anything you want. It was like consensual sex, but the woman was willing to do anything. She felt no pain, and she had no choice.
I did not want to kill her. I did not think I would enjoy it, but it was an accident, and I cannot control my primal urge to fuck.
I went on fucking her ass, grabbing that blond hair. Just looking at the hair made me want to cum, but I didn’t. I stayed in there, and continued to fuck her senseless.
I kept looking at the hair, thinking of her smile. Tears were rolling down my eyes as I kept on fucking this beautiful creature. My puppet. I did not know if these were tears of joy or remorse, and I did not give a fuck. I just kept on fucking, opening her ass, demeaning her, making her mine. Then I kissed the back of her neck, slid my tongue to the back of her head and her hair.
I was careful not to lick the bleeding wound, but just the hair. I still had her hair in my mouth as I finally came.
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I sat there for a while, unsure of what I should do. I didn’t really grasp what had happened. I kept stroking Erin’s hair, and mumbling bullshit to myself. I was still wondering whether it was the strangulation or the head bashing that killed her. I don’t even remember doing any of this. Is it possible she died out of some kind of allergy or fear? Maybe she was convulsing or something and I just happened to grab her neck and bash her head in when she was already dying.
Oh, crap! I killed her!
“I killed someone... I’m a rapist… I’m a serial rapist who’s sitting next to a dead body… I’m a serial rapist... Erin is dead... She’s dead... I killed someone…”
It was just an accident, but it was a punishment from slipping out of my safe little pattern. I wanted to be an adventurist, and ended up killing someone. I thought a lot about what I should do with her.
Should I leave her here? Should I take her with me? If I leave her here no one would connect me to it, but maybe I’ll forget to clear the body and leave a partial finger print or other clues. If I take her with me and get pulled over for speeding I’m dead.
Oh, crap… I picked her gentle little body up, and put her in the trunk. As I shut it close I thought of the first time. The time when I sealed Jenna up in a big wooden trunk.
As I walked to my car I started humming music from “Steal This Movie” and “Buffalo Soldiers”. I got into my car, closed the door, and started crying.
The night with Erin was one of the most arousing experiences I have ever had. And you will always wonder whether or not this story is true or bullshit. |
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