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The Year was 1987 I was in Jr High school and the start of that year was going about as average any teen starting out the seventh grade. I was the typical Male teenager sexual frustrated. Several Months had passed in the school year and at the time I couldn't under stand what I was feeling, why I was aggravated at everything and everyone, before later finding out that it was merely sexual frustration this being told to me in a sex ed class and as I'm sure you can understand how awkward that can be.
I would have these violent dreams at night from those late night cable movies, I would constantly watch those Emanuel type of movies where the man always got what he wanted in the movie no matter if she wanted it or not, he would get. And mere though of being that powerful over a woman was almost like having Diety power. Over and over I would have these dreams, My neighbour's wife being a young brunet in her 30ty's and coming out in her bathing suit being that it was still extremely warm out side, and then later swimming in there pool.
Watching her walk out of her house she had the nicest of ass's being an ass man myself I was very proud to have seen it, although it didn't make matters any better watching her out there in here tight white and flower bathing suite that when wet left very little to the imagination, I would often watch her come out of her house watching through a side window where she could not see me, and then make my to the bathroom in the shower stall which had a perfect shot of her prancing around like a horny playboy bunny. I would often have to stroke my dick to just release the sexual tension I was having, being that I was 15 and ready to explode with sexual emotions.
I would have dreams of taking her from behind and not even knowing whom it was, But I was a bit cowardly though I knew there were time I could have taken her in a new York minute. I never actually did. As the time passed the weather started to get colder and colder and My Neighbours wife wouldn't come out that much. Not even to rake the leaves. This would only bind my sexual frustrations even more. To the point of every night having a wet dream about her in some fashion or anther although the dreams where different every night I still wanted to bang that bitch so hard she could sit for a week from pounding her pussy so hard from the back end and I knew that I had more strength then she did but the risk was just too great. Several months passed and by now I was getting hard off the sears catalogue women dressed in see through pantyhose imagining I could just take one of them at any minute.
It was now January and I had met a friend I would soon always remember, his name was Brian. Brian wasn't the smartest of men nor the strongest of men, But he seemed like an ok guy to pal around with, little did I know that he was obsessed with sex as much as I was, it soon turned into a discussion that we would always have, his dad had some really great adult films that Brian would lend me to see.
I would sneak them into my house as much as I could but I never told Brian that this was merely containing me for a short time period, I would soon me ready to fuck like rabbit in a cage again, I thought there would be no help in sight. Till one day I had stayed over Brian's house latter then usual and Brian's Mom had come home. Since Brian's Parents were on the verge of a divorce I never really met his Dad he was always gone doing something.
Brian's mom came through the door and I could hardly contain my erection in my pants. She was a blonde about in her mid 30tys, Short hair, and legs that if wrapped around you could suck the very life from you. She had an average bust size not small not huge. And when she leaned over to set her bad down I could hardly keep from busting my pants. She had the most perfect heart shaped ass I had ever seen on a woman of that age. She looked up at me I could hardly say a word she said hello, you must be brains little friend.
In my mind I was thinking to her, let me get these clothes off and yours and show you how little I´m not bitch. I stammered ,ah ye---ah I´m Matt ,
Hello Matt, she smiled almost as if to say, hey Matt wants to fuck? She then asked, How long have you and Brian know each other. And in my mind I heard how long is it baby? So I asked her I´m sorry what? She repeated her question.
Oh I have known Brian for some time we have some classes together. To which she said You know Brian's quite the good student and I´m sure very popular with the ladies, At this point I was imagining taking her right there ripping those clothes off and mounting her right there. I merely nodded.
As the months went by I would go over Brian's house a lot sometimes when I knew Brian was staying with his Dad and I wanted to see what she was wearing that day. It was now June and the school year had ended and my sexual hormones were worse then ever.
I would often spy on Brian's mother when I had the chance seeing her in her tight shorts and low cut top shirts. Brian had asked if I wanted to come over his dad's house and see some of his new porn, at this point I could have cared less what he had, I was bound and determined to bang his mother.
I had told Brian that I couldn't I had some family business to take care of; this seemed to be the only way out. My Mom and Dad were working early in the day and would often go to bed early. As night set, I flipped on the TV and as luck would have it anther Emmanuelle movie had come on, and when I watched this guy tear off her clothes I knew I could take it no more.
I had to have some pussy one-way or anther. It was now a little bit before midnight when I snuck out of the house, since I had planned this for so long it was easy to remember to bring some duck tape and grab some handcuffs that I had for sometime as a kid.., I went out the backdoor and through my backyard and as I walked through the yard I could see the bathroom of my neighbours I could see through the window.
And my neighbours wife was showering since it was dark it would have been impossible for her to see me staring at her though I could only see her washing her hair, I wasn't disappointed watching the soap suds washing down her neck and then on to her breasts. I began to almost invasion my self-banging her from behind in the shower well knowing her husband was with in earshot of the whole thing. I shook my head and continued to walk through the yard till I got to the back fence climbing that fence was a little difficult with a hard on in my pants I managed to climb the fence and over I went till I walked out passed my back neighbours yard walking through the gate and passed her garage I walked a little bit then I looked at Brian's Mom's house.
The light was still on, as I approached the house I went up to the gate to look in the back yard to see if there were any other lights on in the house there were no other lights on. I went to the side of the door and the door was locked. Damn I thought, this was my night to relive my tension. Then I noticed a milk shoot next to the door it wasn't a problem opening the shoot. As I crawled through half way I noticed it was to tight for me to fit in all the way, but there was enough room where I could easily unlock the back door. As I unlocked the back door and then let myself in I wondered where this prime piece of ass was in the house.
I closed the door quietly and then locked it. then quietly closed the shoot from the inside of the house. I took off my shoes as to not make any noise. I walked through a dark house not knowing if there was someone there to thwart my plans. I came to the bedroom where Brian had stayed when he was at his mom's house. And then seen anther room. and looked in the bedroom was empty. And I walked on further and the living room light was on.
I had guessed that His Mom left the light on to make people think someone was at home. I walked back to room and seen a jewel box and various forms of perfumes and jewel lying on the desk. I walked over to the one of the dresser drawers and opened it. The draw had various items of clothing, panties, and socks mostly. It was when I opened the second draw from the top when I had seen various colours of Pantyhose that his mother would wear often. Taking a pair out of her dresser draw and then holding the crotch part up to my nose I could smell that sweet cunt smell. That I longed to fuck.
As I smelled the crotch of her pantyhose I began to remember seeing her some of the mornings before school seeing her in a nightly and I knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath I could hardly contain myself as I had to rub my dick during this action. Then I noticed some lights hitting the wall from the front part of the house and I looked through her bedroom window. Mrs Jonas had come home from work. And I wondered wow she was late coming home from work, as I watched her leave her car and lock it. I watched her walk so slow up the path to the front door. She looked oh so tired.
I smiled and thought good she's goon get the fucking of her lifetime. Thinking how I was going to conceal my face my mind raced and as silly as I once thought it was at a time, I put a pair of her pantyhose on my head the see through kind. The aroma of her cunt smelled so good through the pantyhose. I waited until she set her stuff down, she turned on the living room TV. And then walked into the kitchen and open a beer.. about an hour had passed and by this time she had several beers in her. I was merely guessing she had a bad day at work, little did she know it was only being, as I heard the TV shut off I looked through the door and she was walking towards the bedroom and I quickly thought its too early to jump her know so I went and hid in the walk in closet that had shutters for doors. She turned on the light and then closed her door. Then began to undress,. It was like watching Playboy centrefolds undress, although she wasted no time in talking them off and there wasn't that corny music playing in the background,. but my heart raced as I watched her undress my erection was throbbing at the sight when her bra fell to the floor and then she undid her skirt and revealed her see through pantyhose, Wow I thought she had a little pussy hair cut to an almost perfect v shape, as I watched her remove her pantyhose I almost wanted to make her stop and rip out the crotch part of them and fuck the very life out of her.
But I knew she was going nowhere, and I knew she was going to be talking a shower soon, and how much fun it would after that point. She grabbed a towel and went and opened the door and went into the shower, I thought how odd it was that she didn't shut the door, I could see her showering through a clear glass doors of the shower stall how I odd I thought, but then again with a body like that and as far she knew she was all alone. As I stood there in the dark I thought for a moment she might be able to see me so I hid partly behind a wall leavening enough room to peek around the side of it. I watched her wash her hair and watching the suds fall freely to her very perky breasts. And then fall passed her over so neatly kepted pussy. She then began to wash her face, realizing there was no way she would see me with soap on her face and bad lighting.
I unzipped my pants and then let them fall to the ground and I began to stroke my dick this was better then any cable movie. And I watched her wash all over her body it was amazing I didn't cum right there and then. When I hardily realized how much time had passed I came too when she turned off the shower, and I knew I better get ready, so I quickly pulled the rest of my pants off and then remember Brian had a hand gun that shot b-b's so I quickly raced passed the shower grabbed the gun and ran back into her room, I waved the gun around it looked and felt like the real thing especially in low light . I removed my shirt and then I heard the shower doors open. And I dove in the closet and then I heard footstep and the bedroom door close she turned on the lamp , and the lowered the light. There was just enough light to see by, as I watched the towel fall to the floor my dick was still at its full erection.
I watched her walk in front of the dresser and not being able to waiter anther minute.. I busted through the doors, As the doors slammed against the wall Mrs. Jonas turned around.
Wha-----Noooo, Please don't hurt me , I have money in my purse and the jewellery is yours take it and go please don't hurt me.
Knowing she was vulnerable at this point I told her you do as I say and you may live to see anther day bitch. Tears began to run down her face. All right bitch I just got out of prison, and I have no patience for bullshit, now open the second draw and pull out those pantyhose and put them on. She slowly walked to the dresser, to gain more power I yelled HURRAY IT UP BITCH!
She quickly put the pair of tan pantyhose on. And then looked at me,,, now go over to that sheet on the bed and pull out those handcuffs. She became angered and didn't move. I clicked the hammer back on the b-b pistol.
DO IT BITCH! I HAVE NO PROBLEM BLOWING THAT PREETY HEAD OFF OF YOURS!
She pulled out the handcuffs and then looked at me. Now go sit on the bed and cuff one of your legs to the bottom bedpost. As she cuffed one leg to the post. I said good bitch maybe your not as dumb as I thought, Now use the anther pair and hand cuff your arm to the head post, as she did.
I knew she was almost mine, I walked over and grabbed the last pair of handcuffs from the sheet sack,, and hand cuffed her left arm to the bedpost.. I didn't want to hand cuff her other leg cause I need some room. After I cuffed her left arm to the bedpost I walked over to her jewellery box where I saw a small pair of scissors normally used for trimming. I picked up the scissors and sat down next to her on the bed.
She began to repeat "Please don't hurt me I will do as say, please don't kill me I have a son."
I smiled through the pair of Pantyhose and then pinched and grabbed the Pantyhose around her crotch and began to cut around her sweet pussy,, the smell of her cunt was revealed as I cut a hole in the pantyhose.
She could see my huge erection. And she started to say I will make love with you I don't need to be cuffed I will be good.
" Oh I know you will be good bitch."
Then I crawled over her, she started to sob, Knock it off bitch if you ever want to see that son of yours again you better act like you enjoy this. GOT IT! I screamed at her, she nodded and I want to hear you moan bitch or else!!!
I slowly put my erect dick into her pussy a little moan could he heard from her. Yeah you got the idea bitch I want more. As I inched my way into her she gulped! As I ordered to say. Say fucks my wet cunt! She refused so I held the gun to her head. She said, fuck my wet cunt,, Come on Bitch I know you can say it sexier then that,, I put the gun back to her.
And in a lower tone she said "fuck my wet cunt..."
That's better I assured her, and then with all my weight and force I rammed my dick in her. She yelped at the pain..
"Now say fuck me with that big dick!"
Again she said nothing, setting the gun down I gave her a quick slap to the face, and again she yelped, and in sob she uttered, fuck me with that big dick!
I fucked her hard for what seemed like endless time. Now wrap your leg around my waist. She didn't move.. So I again slapped her face she moved her left around my waists forcing my dick to move all the way in,,, And it was 5 minutes latter, I could feel my balls tighten up and my dick start to shake. Now bitch hers some of your reward. I blasted into her cunt a few fast shot of cum. She began to start sobbing again. And I waited a few minutes to regain my strength. And now my dick was nearly limp. Not wanting the night to be over.
I got up from her removing my dick from her cum soaked wet pussy, and then said Now the moment of truth bitch you better be good or I´m goon blow your fucking tits off. She began to sob again. And I crawled up and put my dick to her face. Now SUCK MY DICK BITCH! And you even think about battening down, you'll never see that son of yours again. Got it,,, she again nodded. Now open your mouth,, Mrs Jonas opened her mouth and I slowly put my dick in her mouth,, Now suck it bitch,, and you better suck it deep bitch if you know what's good for you.
She started slowly sucking my dick I could feel the back of her throat at the tip of my dick, as my whole dick was in her mouth. As my dick got harder I started to fuck her mouth a bit, That warm mouth over my dick almost made me cum again, instead a little bit of cum came out, but it felt even better. My dick being totally rock hard now,,, with one hand on the gun I unlocked the hand cuffs of her arms and still pointing the gun at her, I got up and unlocked the cuff at her right leg,
Now bitch turn over, she slowly got up and started to move. She then started to struggle with me. She was a bit strong I will admit but having more upper body strength then her, I grabbed her wrists with one hand and took a full swing and slapped her face, the slap was louder then I thought it would, I dint want to kill her, The slap made her fall to her side nearly knocking her uncurious I turned her over on her stomach, I looked down my dick had gone nearly limp again. So I grabbed the scissors again and made anther cut around her asshole. And then started to rub her ass like a doe maker grabbing the full of her ass made my dick somewhat hard. So I grabbed my dick and started to rub it against her now wet pussy lips, this made my dick hard and wet. Then I slowly put the tip of my dick into her the opening of her ass it was partly in. She started to struggle,, Ahh what's da matter never got in the ass did yah bitch! Then with full force I rammed my dick into her ass.. The pillow on the bed muffled her screams of pain, I rammed my dick in her for anther few minutes. And then not being able to take it anymore I blasted into her asshole anther shot of cum, this time it wasn't as powerful since last time it was so much... I the sensation lasted for what seemed like forever, I could feel the sensation of blasting in her ass as slight tingle I felt in my ass... I rested for a while and I knew I might never get the chance again. At this point she wasn't going to fight me, all her strength was gone.. so I lifted her up and again and put my dick in front of her face and told her to suck my dick... She opened her mouth and as my dick was in her mouth, I slowly pushed her back onto the bed where her head was on the pillow and then started to fuck her mouth, slowly at first then really fast my dick got hard this time only thing is this time, I wasn't goon cum,, as she sucked my dick,,, she began to choke.
I had the sensation for so long, so I let out some piss, as she started to suck it, her hands fighting to push me away at this point. And when I was done pissing in her mouth and most of it came out of her mouth and ran down her face on to the pillow, I thought to my self o man so that's what a golden shower feels like. Wowwwww. I thought.. when I was done I pulled my low limp dick out of her mouth she began choke and spit out the some of the piss, knowing that she had to have swollen some of it made me smile... after she stopped choking she lay quite on the bed, and what appeared to be unconscious from shock, I ripped off her Pantyhose from her body she didn't move.
And then went into the kitchen and grabbed some beer bottles emptying them in the sink until there was a swallow left in about 20 of them and then set them by her bed and some on the floor. It was now almost 3 am and I knew I had to be home before my parents went to work, so I got dressed and grabbed the hand cuffs and tried to put everything back in its place, I removed the pantyhose from head and put them back in her draw. And then unlocked the back door opened it and then locked it again then quietly shut it , and then ran as fast I could to the fence and then into my house where I got in and took a shower.
Several months went by and Brian had called and said what's new man, nothing much I said same old same old, well guess what man, I said huh,, My Mom's pregnant, I paused for a sec,,, and then smiled as I said oh? I guess you have a new brother huh,, yep he said...I do.. and then I thought yep all thanks to me. |
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(Sherie get's a co-author credit on this one. All together now," Happy Birthday Sherie!" )
I want to explain what happened.
I want people to understand. Shit I want to understand it better myself. I've written stuff before to Morgans Site but this is different. This really happened. I met a woman, became friends with her. Slowly, over time--I, I fell in love with her. I think about, no I won't use her real name--let's just call her Sherie. My sweet succulent Georgia peach. Ripe and warm and sweet, dripping with juice, waiting to be licked and sucked and eaten. Pour some cream on top, and you have the picture.
This woman was made for sex, made for me. She had these smoky blue eyes and pouting lips that made me want strip her naked and just worship her. Sherie was 5ft 9 inches of long legged, thick ass, high breasted woman, and she needed my cock in her cunt. She just did not know it yet. I have often imagined myself hiding in her closet while she took a shower, and got ready for bed.
But today was different. Today was for real.
There is only so long that a man can dream, fantasize, wish he was with a woman before he MUST take action. I've been in her house before. I know where her room is. In some ways it was easy. I asked to use the bathroom after I cut the lawn. When she let me in, I cracked the window open. I came back when it as dark, I sneaked inside, and hid in her bedroom closet.
Here's how it happened:
She came out of her bathroom, naked, and glistening wet. Slowly she walked into her room and threw her towel on the back of a chair. My pretty Sherie was naked for me, completely exposed. She turned around and slipped a short silk nigh tie over her head, barely covering her plump, juicy ass, It was silky and blue and had lots of little buttons down the front, and needed to come back off of her.
John made his move. He walked up behind Sherie and wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace, grabbing her and pressing her against his body. She was completely taken by surprise and couldn't react in time to twist away from him. Her body was forced up against him, she could feel his belt buckle digging into her back and something else.... She realized it was his hard cock! She gave a little scream, begging for help and started twisting, struggling, desperate to escape but she couldn't get out of his firm grasp, he was a big, powerful man.
John could not help smiling, Sherie lived way the fuck out in the boons, on a Georgia clay road. Nobody was going to come to help her, nobody was going to hear her scream. Besides, by the time he got through she would be begging him to stay.
" Shhh baby, calm down. I won't hurt you. Trust me. Re-lax" John said as he slid one hand up under her nigh tie, lifting it up and baring her naked body again. She stilled instantly, waiting to see what he was going to do, waiting to see if somehow, by some miracle he would give up and she was going to get away.
She wasn't.
He fingered one large breast and rubbed her nipple between his fingers. He bent down and kissed her neck, but she was so scared, she was stiff and unyielding to his caresses.
" Who are you???" she whispered " why are you doing this?"
" Don't play dumb Sherie, you know me. I've been cutting your grass all summer long. It's me John! Remember that time you made lemonade, and we talked; or when I cut my hand and you bandaged me up? I've wanted you for such a long time Sherie. I have looked for ways to get to know you, to show you how I felt about you, I just can't wait any longer"
Sherie recognized him now barely).
" You've watched me? You've wanted me?" she turned her head to look up at him, still very frightened.
" Sherie, I know you don't love me as much as I love you--yet. I want to be with you, I can't wait any more. You can take me as your lover willingly or not, but I'm going to have you tonight. I promise that I will not hurt you if I don't have to." he said as he rolled her little red nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
Damn, her body was making him so hot, so fucking hot. He had Sherie fever. He was itching, and burning.
" Don't do this" she pleaded. " I don't even know you"
" Sherie this can be good. don't worry about anything. I'd do anything to make you feel good baby."
Sherie was in a tough spot. John was a large bear of a man. 6ft 3, 240lbs powerful arms and legs with a slight gut. He was not ugly, in fact if she was honest with herself...no, what was she thinking! This was the enemy. She just wished the enemy would stop playing with her tits so damned well. He had large thick hands and they covered and cupped and completely supported her. His meaty cock was inches away from her vagina (and oh god her ass too!), she had to do something, now. Screaming for help was useless. He was way too big to fight. Sherie would have to cooperate, maybe John would keep his word and let her go.
" What do I have to do?" she said in a small, humble, sexy voice.
John gave her a tender, evil little grin..
" Thank you Sherie you won't regret this. I am going to be so good for you. I'll make it good for you. Now turn around and face me, unzip me."
Sherie' lips trembled, but she did as he instructed, she had no choice. She unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his pants. John let her finish and then took the neck of the silky little nigh tie and pulled it apart. Little blue buttons flew everywhere as he ripped it open. Sherie gave a little squeal and tried to cover herself with her arms. John laughed roughly.
" Sherie, I've seen everything you've got already, don't try to hide from me, show me your big tits honey, It's ok, baby. It's me."
" Nooo" she moaned, closing her eyes for a moment. When she opened them the nightmare was still happening, this stranger was standing in front of her, had taken off his shirt, his pants were hanging open, and his big hard on was sticking straight out at her. He forced her to expose her breasts to him. He stared at her and she felt a hot blush begin to spread, a moist heat slowly filled her.
He swung her around so he was next to the bed and sat down, kicking his pants off as he sat.
" Sherie, come here and let me kiss you, let me taste your mouth, and swallow your tongue. Give yourself to me completely. I want you as close to me as possible. grind these big tits into my chest, and hug me as tight as you can. Wrap those long legs around me. Do it Sherie, do it right now. "
Sherie did it slowly...but she did it.
It was awkward balancing herself on a strange man, trusting him to support her, to keep her from falling. She grabbed on to John as she put her knees on either side of him and could feel her pussy spreading open. Sherie could feel the heat of his penis rubbing, and pressing against her upper thighs, and along the cheeks of her butt.
She could smell him now. He was a delicious mixture of soap and sweat and spice. He smelled manly. He smelled good. She had gotten a good look at his thick cock, and worried that he might jam it into her when she was settling in on top of him. He wanted her very badly. Every inch of John screamed his desire. It was clear to her that he was ready to fuck the living shit out of her--but he did not. He wanted her to give herself to him, to submit to him.
Slowly she leaned into him and gave him a wet little kiss. somehow, she didn't know why, she was slowly being turned on by his obvious passion. John was making these moans, and rumbles deep in his throat as he began licking her full lips. He reached down and took a handful of her meaty ass in each hand and pulled her even closer as he deepened his kisses. How could any woman taste so sweet, feel so perfect, snug and warm in his arms? He coaxed her into opening her mouth a little wider and playfully sucked on her tasty, pink tongue. His hands were roaming all over her breasts. John rubbed, caressed, massaged her thick tits to new heights of pleasure.
Sherie felt somewhat overwhelmed at the assault of her body, her sense of who she was. This was not her. Certainly she was no prude, she had always enjoyed sex (a lot). She had even had fleeting fantasies about a stranger pressuring her to have sex. Not rape exactly, just hot, insistent, demanding sex. But this was no dream. A stranger's cock was brushing against her pussy. John's thick arms were around her and she was at his mercy. If he wanted to take her--then that was it, she was his. If he decided to spread her legs apart and fuck her hard and hot, and nasty; to utterly, completely rape every inch of her body, she would have no choice, no control. That should have been a terrifying thought, and on some level it was. But Sherie always tried to be honest with herself. She knew her body's arousal cues well. She was panting heavily, her stomach was clenching tightly, she was rubbing her self against John's lower stomach, sucking his tongue, enjoying the warmth of his hands on her tits--the signs were unmistakable, undeniable, she was sexually aroused. Somehow this man she barely knew, was earning the right to possess her, to penetrate her. She was still unsure but, if she was honest, John was turning her on. It had been a long time, her man had been overseas for many months, and in spite of herself, Sherie needed some cream.
But she didn't even know him! He was here to take her even against her will, how could she want him? Suddenly John snapped her out of her reverie.
" Sherie, lay down on the bed, I need to taste you, before we make love. Don't be shy, don't hold back. Expose yourself, give me everything. I want to see it all, your whole body is mine. Sherie' legs were trembling as she got off John's lap. A part of her resented leaving his warmth, even for the moment it took to get in bed. She was embarrassed to see the wet trail of her juices on the top of his thighs. She was shocked when John took a finger and scooped it off and licked it greedily, lovingly. He then looked her in the eye and put some of his precum on a finger and offered it to her.
" Suck it honey, get used to my taste" .
She held his gaze as she stretched her tongue out and shyly licked his finger. It caused John's gut to tighten in anticipation. He eased her back and she sat down in the middle of the bed, and tried to cover her full breasts and kept her legs tight together. She still felt uncomfortable about being naked in front of John, having him look at her naked body. His eyes shined with raw desire. He pulled her legs apart and leaned over her. His eyes held hers while he leaned down and ran his tongue over her bare belly.
she shivered, but she was helpless in his hands and she finally gave herself up to his right to take her and use her as he wished. and it felt damned good too! A steady trickle began to drip out of Sherie' pretty, pink pussy as John licked, kissed, and sucked his way from her feet, past her knees, to her succulent, fleshy inner thighs. The closer he got, the more nervous she felt. John was so slow, so fucking slow. She knew he could see her arousal, smell her desire. Oh god he was going to make her cum, hard.
" Oh my god, no oh!" She cried as she humped her cunt up to his face. John held her legs wide open as he sucked and slurped on her nether lips. His face stayed attached to her for several minutes, licking, resting, and then eating her to 2 more orgasms. John was worshipping her cunt, he cherished her and needed to see her satisfied, to smell that she was happy. This was no chore for him, it was not a necessary evil to be endured to get her to orally reciprocate. No this WAS what he wanted.
She responded by rubbing her sticky pussy all over, making his whole face shiny with her juices and moaning with pleasure.
He wanted more.
" Sherie, reach inside your cunt and rub your pussy juice all over my face. Up my nose, in my eyes, mouth, hair--I want your smell, your scent to cover me. Do it honey, do it now" , John demanded in his hypnotic, rumbling, rich, baritone.
There is something erotic about touching a man's face (especially if you are both naked), and are rubbing your cum into him. The fact that he wants you to mark him, to claim him as your own, your property, is almost primal, intoxicating. Sherie enjoyed smearing herself on John, but it made it difficult to deny his requests. She had never been with a man like him, He was clearly dominant, but he enjoyed submitting to her, he loved pleasuring her. Cover me in your pussy smell, (no problem). Bury your face in my cunt while I drench you.(oh goody). Sherie knew her overseas lover would never agree to anything like that. He was a competent partner, and sometimes made her cum--but foreplay like this was new to her. John loved playing with her, exploring her. He had a big grin on his face and was savouring every minute of their love making.
Then it happened.
" Ok, Sherie roll over I want to play with that juicy ass for a while, I can't wait to lick it, suck it and fuck it. Don't worry I'll lube it real good and be gentle. I promise you will love it."
John's thick dick was waving at her menacingly, like it could not wait to rape her tender ass apart. It was a mean looking, heavily veined cock with a large knob at the end. It was only 3/4 circumcised and had a funny bent to it like it had been broken and grown back a little crooked.
It was big enough to hurt her badly; and she knew it.
" Please John I really don't want to do this, don't fuck my ass" she said in a frightened voice.
John was a little upset too. He loved anal sex. Sherie's ass was perfect. Full and round and made for fucking. He wanted to bury his face in her butt, to tunnel his tongue deep inside her, to see her squirm from pleasure, and yes to hear the occasional scream, the involuntary guttural grunt escape her lips. In his experience only the hottest, wildest, most enthusiastic, pussy sex could compare to anal fucking. She wasn't ready for that, but it gave him an idea.
" If I can't have your ass, you must surrender your vagina. I am going to fuck it. I want you to GIVE it to me, to participate willingly, with total abandon. Any way I want you. Your mouth, your tits, your sweet, sweet pussy--any fucking time I want you. You will own my fat cock, you can suck it, fuck it, lick it, swallow it--it's yours. I love you Sherie, and I will make you happy if you let me. I am yours, and you are MINE. Do we have a deal? " Sherie could not believe what she was hearing, what she was feeling. Her body was buzzing, tingling all over. She was ready to be fucked--no that was not right, it was too passive. She was ready to ride him, to actively fuck the shit out of his cock, to make him scream her name, to suck him until he begged for mercy like a good little boy. She did not love John but for tonight she planned to make love to him. They'd sort the rest out in time. Speaking of time it was after midnight. Today was her birthday. Yeah John made a damned nice gift. It was time to unwrap him.
" I want you. Tonight I want all of you, she said with a mischievous grin, as she laid back on the bed, closed her eyes an spread her body into an " X" .
John let out a squeal of pure delight, of child-like pleasure as he crawled between her legs. Sherie started giggling as he rubbed her clitoris to a frenzy, and then inserted his beefy, man-cock deep inside her.
It was going to be a long night, and an even longer tomorrow.
She started humming," Happy Birthday to me" and laughing like a loon while John fucked her long and hot and hard and nasty and oh so fucking GOOD!
AUTHOR'S NOTE
I get a lot of Reader mail. Most of it is positive but...some have expressed concern about the extreme themes expressed in some (um, ok, well really all) of my stories. It seems bloody anal rapes, and intense incest leave an unsavoury taste's to speak) with some of you. I understand, I share your pain.
Enter Sherie. She's a real peach of a lady, somehow she talked me into a story with no rape, no incest, no anal, no blood--just the tender " G" rated romance you finished reading. She then rewrote my first draft and made it better. Course this means my final 2(3?) stories in 2,000 are likely to be some mother fucking evil, nasty all out rape fests. I'll try to do chapter 3 in Lesbian Rapist, and Rape Confessional#2, if I can. I will definitely conclude the Christmas Ass series.
As always none, absolutely, none of my stories are true. They are make believe, total BS. Yes, I know I said this one was different but, well in case you did not notice, in case you were unsure--I am a rape writing, lying mother fucker. You can't believe anything I say. Not one, fucking word. Ever.
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