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I guess I’ve always had a thing for rape. Not the violent sick kind. I just like nice, normal rape stories. You know what I mean? I always thought it was cruel to pierce a woman’s nipples, or cut them off, or punch her in the face and slap her around–I mean c’mon, why? I don’t want to make her fuck a dog, lick a cat, or drink cum from a horse. I certainly have no desire to see her 3 yr old abused. The things I read on the internet can be quite disgusting. Bestiality, torture, infantilism, scat, snuff, necrophilia…my god what is wrong with these people?!

I just like rape. Rape by intimidation, lies, trickery, threats, blackmail, drugs–soft core.

An intelligent good sized man can catch a woman by surprise and rape her. It’s easy, you don’t have to hurt her.

I’ve fantasized about doing it, even wrote rape/incest stories on the net, but I knew I could never really do it. I mean raping is the easy part. It’s getting away with it that is hard. I guess I had resigned myself to being an onlooker, to beating my meat in frustration. Then a couple of things happened in a very short period of time.

My daughter started growing up. She went from being my little girl, to a sexy young woman. Susan is 14 years old, 5ft 2inch tall and wears a 32 c cup. She still has braces and has begun to wear adult nighties, and light makeup.

She also started making new friends. There was a group of smart-assed punks she hung around with. She began cutting class. and talking fresh to me and her mother. I’m sorry but, I just won’t accept that. I tried grounding her, but she ignored me. I took away her allowance but she didn’t need money, her new friends just bought stuff for her (or more likely stole it).

The first time I spanked her was when I caught her sneaking back in, at 3 in the morning. I waited until she was in bed then came in her room and locked her door.

“Susan get up, I know you are not asleep!” I roared.

“Jesus Christ dad, when are you gonna stop being a Nazi, shit! Get a life!”

I was stunned to hear the contempt in my little girl’s voice. We used to be so close. She was my Buttercup Angel. The tears welled up in my eyes, but there was rage too. She was defying me, to my face! Susan was ruining her life and I had to get control again.

Fast.

I yanked her out of the bed; she was just wearing a nightie and panties-no bra. I could see them; I could see her cone shaped tits. I wanted to rip her clothes, expose her to her daddy’s lust.

“You don’t talk to me like that. Nothing else seems to work. You will learn to respect me. You want to be a spoiled brat? Fine I’ll treat you like one. GET over here!,” I growled as I pulled, my daughter into my lap and began spanking her ass hard. I flipped her nightie up and beat her panty clad bottom for at least 5 minutes. Read the rest of this entry »

John did not like to think of himself as a rapist. When you think about it, it really is not his fault. Susan Johnson must accept the lion’s share of blame. If it wasn’t for her, there would be a lot of young lesbian women who had never have been raped. Susan had a problem. Her parents had spent $60,000 putting her through college to get a degree in 19th Century poetry. Unfortunately, she found that there is not a great demand for jobs in this field in the 21st Century. Her father told her that the free ride was over. They would no longer pay for her apartment or give her an allowance. She would have to get a real job or move back home.
Susan was twenty-four years old and it was time to grow up. Moving back was definitely not an option for Susan. So she made up some B.S. resumes and filled out several applications. She was finally hired as a Customer Service/Tech Support Rep. in a sales and marketing firm. The salary was more than she could have hoped for. The only problem was Susan was way under-qualified to do this job.
That is where John came in. John was a nice enough guy and Susan suspected he had a big crush on her. Who could blame him? With her short sexy body, curly red hair and green eyes, Susan was very attractive. John was your average guy and was a little shy around women, especially attractive women. Susan did not mind his attentions, as long as it did not get out of hand. She was often able to get him to do her work, or answer the really difficult questions. She had made it through her first two weeks without a major screw up. Then it happened.
“Susan can I see you in my office,” her boss asked. ” I need you to run an RMDS 3rd/4th quarter comparison. Then import it to Excel and include a 3D graph of success and failures in our New York, Boston and Los Angeles markets. Please have it on my desk by 9am, Monday,” he instructed.
“Shit, oh shit, oh shitty, shit shit!” Susan screamed to herself. She was never going to be able to fake her way through that. She was going to be fired. Unless…
“Hey John, what are you doing this weekend, I was hoping maybe we could get together,” she asked.
“Sure thing Susan I would really like that,” he replied.
Susan figured a little flirtation, a harmless date, and perhaps a quick kiss goodnight. What could it hurt? She would wrap him around her little finger and get him to run the stupid report for her. “Yeah, what could it hurt?”
John was in love. He could not believe that a woman as sexy and funny as Susan would be attracted to him, but she was. She asked HIM out. He made reservations at the most expensive, romantic restaurant in town. He did not even get mad when Susan ordered steak AND lobster. They went to see “Riverdance.” He did not care for it, but sometimes you do things for the woman you love that you ordinarily would not do. When he took her home Susan invited him in for coffee.
“How do you take it?” she asked. Read the rest of this entry »

I was raised in a small town population of approximately3500…All thru school there was a boy by the name of Earl who was simple and could’t learn very much and every teacher put with him for the school year and then passed him on to the next teacher..

Some of the boys teased him and made fun of him, but Earl would do anything for you. Earl was larger than all of the boys and I don’t think he knew how strong he was. There was some talk amongst the boys saying that Earl had a very large penis and also that he had been caught out at a farm screwing a mare..but that was just talk.

I liked him and felt sorry for him when the boys made fun of him and he would go behind the pool hall and cry…Earl had built sort of a hut in back of the pool hall and went there a lot as his father was mean to him.

I was promiscous when in High School but after I graduated from High School I went to business school for two years and then my parents got ill and needed someone to take care of them so I was still living at home… My promiscuous life came to an end after graduation and living at home I did not have the evenings to go out until after I got my mom and dad ready and into bed and that was usually after 9:00pm.

One day when I was at the grocery store I ran into one of my old class mates. His name was Glen and we had been close in school and we walked home from school a lot of afternoons and there were a few afternoons where we went to his house and had sex. He was the first and he was very gentle. He wanted me to go out with him as there was a party at one of his friends. I told him I would not be free until about 9:30pm.

Glen picked me up at 9:30pm and we drove to the party that had been going on for over and hour. As we walked up to the front door I saw Earl hiding over behind some bushes. I knew he was not invited but if there was something going on he would be around some place near.

Glen and I went into the party and someone handed Glen and me a drink and introduced us to a few of the people there. I am not a drinker but that drink tasted very good and I drank it fast and some one handed me another. I can’t remember how many drinks I had and told Glen I needed to go home as I was not feeling well. Glen sort of smiled and said you will be all right in a little while.

I started looking for a bedroom or some place I could lay down and some how I found a bedroom and laid down on the bed, my head was spinning, the next thing I can remember is coming to and Glen was on top of me holding my legs up and screwing me. The screwing felt good as it had been almost a year since I had been with a man. Glen asked me how I felt and I told him good and his penis felt so good pushing in and pulling out of my pussy I really didn’t want it to end, but after Glen had his climax and filled my pussy with his cum he pulled his cock out and handed me his handkerchief to wipe my self and then told me to get ready as he had a surprise for me. Read the rest of this entry »

My name is Jessica and I’m a former member of the local volunteer fire department, the reason I’m a former member is because of differences with the fire chief, who just happens to be my husband. We would get together with other members of the department on Saturday nights and just kick back, drink a little beer and watch some movies.

This one particular Saturday night I started drinking a little more than usual and had a pretty good buzz when the guys started talking about what movies they should get from the local movie rental store and them being guys they were talking about renting some porno movies for the night but they couldn’t decide who should go get them, so I finally stepped up and said I would go rent them some movies. There was my husband Jason who at this point in our marriage I despise completely, a couple of friends of ours and fellow firefighters (Roger, Dan, Kevin and Lee) and our neighbor, Michael who lived across the street from us who is always hitting on me when im outside in the garden or going to the car whose advances I always avoided because he was a black man. None of these guys ever looked at me like a woman but as a comrade whom they trusted their lives with until this night. I’m a fairly attractive woman or so many men have told me so, I’m 5-8 138 lbs. 44d-22-30 with curly black hair. When I finally came back to the fire hall everyone was getting pretty rowdy and drinking to their hearts content so I popped a tape into the VCR and sat down with the guys to watch the movies and drink some more beer.

Well all the guys were getting pretty wasted after a while and I was feeling pretty good when Dan said that he wished there was some women around because the movie was getting him pretty horny and Michael said “We have a woman right here with us” and Jason replied “no I think Dan meant a real woman” which almost started an argument but I stepped up ripping my sweatshirt upwards saying “see I am a real woman” causing everyone’s jaws to drop to the floor and Michael broke out laughing saying “WOW I knew you had some nice boobs, would you mind if I had a closer look”. I looked over at my husband who just shrugged his shoulders like he was saying go ahead so I finished taking off my sweatshirt and bra and walked towards Michael and noticed a big bulge in his pants. When I got to him he reached up with his powerful hands and gently squeezed my big brown nipples. At this point all the attention was diverted from the movie to Michael and myself. He then sucked my right nipple into his mouth causing me to catch my breath. He then unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down along with my panties and rubbed my wet pussy with his hand.

All I could think about was that bulge in his pants and had to see for myself because I had never seen any cock bigger than my husbands who is only about six inches and that’s being generous if you ask me. So I knelt down between his knees and unzipped his pants and pulled out his huge dick. I thought I was going to die when I saw it, it must have been nine inches soft and as wide as my fist. I couldn’t get my fingers around it so I grasped it with two hands and began kissing all over the head of it and running my tongue up and down the shaft of this enormous monster, I thought I was in heaven. Just then all I could hear was 6 zippers in unison going down and I looked up and saw six more erect cocks all pointed in my direction and coming towards me. My husband tried to push to the front saying “hey that’s my wife I get her first” and Michael said “you said there was no women here and that he should sit his sorry ass down” and that he had a plan for him after they were done taking care of me. Read the rest of this entry »

When my old job was “downsized” it took me a while to find a new, worthwhile, full-time position. In the meantime I hooked up with a temp agency, and bounced around from assignment to assignment. I was told that such work provided a valuable “networking” opportunity, which might lead to something interesting. I can’t argue with that.

On one job I found myself working out of the office occupied by Lou. He was about my age (early 30s) and very talkative. Most of his co-workers found him more than a little abrasive, but we got along okay, and he was never boring. He seemed to find me entertaining as well, and “not stuck up, like most college guys”.

He became especially inquisitive about my social life once he found out I hadn’t been in a steady relationship for over a year, and decided that I urgently needed to “get laid”. I couldn’t really argue, and while I was normally a bit shy with women, and took time to develop intimacy in relationships, I found the possibility of being set up with an “easy” date rather arousing. Even so, my imagination didn’t nearly prepare me for what was in store.

As the office closed one Friday, Lou asked if I had any plans for the weekend. “Of course not!” he agreed when I said no, and launched into his proposal. He and his girlfriend Jen were going to spend Saturday night at a cabin Jen’s brother owned in the mountains, and I was invited on a double date, along with Jen’s friend Lena. I stumbled a bit before accepting. “She’s fuckin’ seriously hot!” Lou clarified. “Then I’m in!” I replied, my heart quickening as I wondered what I was in for.

Lou was late picking me up Saturday morning, and I unceremoniously hopped in to the car for our long drive to the mountains. Lou matter-of-factly introduced the ladies as we drove. I recognized Jen from a picture Lou had shown me previously. She was 23, though she looked about 19. She was about 5′3″. had long, dark brown hair and eyes, and soft features a bit reminiscent of Jennifer Connoly (though with a smaller, about 34B chest). She had a down-to-earth, but extroverted manner to her that seemed quite compatible with Lou’s.

Lena, who shared the back seat, eyed me curiously for most of the trip, though in time I recognized that as her habitual expression. She was, as promised, “fuckin’ seriously hot”, and, I feared, a bit too aware of that fact. About 5′6″ and probably in her mid to late ’20s, she had short, sandy blond hair and green eyes. Her small but perfectly sculpted facial features were accentuated by light makeup that seemed professionally applied, the way only women from the south seem to be trained to do. A faint twang in her velvety voice confirmed my theory. Most of Lena and Jen’s attentions seemed to be devoted to catching up on news. The two had originally become close friends as summer camp counselors, but had lived in different states for years until Lena had moved to our area just a week before.

While Lena laughed at a few of my jokes, I didn’t really sense much chemistry developing on the long, cramped ride. Whatever Lou’s intentions for me might have been, I developed a strong case of junior prom- type butterflies at the thought of “making the first move”.

With heavy traffic, a stop for lunch, and more traffic, we only arrived at the cabin at dusk. I saw wires leading to it, which jibed with Lou’s assurances that it had full utilities. It did look beautiful amid the snow-covered trees as we approached. I helped Lena up the rough path from the parking area, and was rewarded with a few smiles for my trouble.

The cabin’s interior was nicely furnished, though not very large. A large sectional sofa faced the fireplace, and the mirrored opposite wall of the living area did its best to make the room seem larger. A few hours later a light dinner, some beer, and a roaring fire had improved our collective attitude after the long trip. I had even found the nerve to put an arm around Lena as we all sat on the sofa talking in the firelight. No one had discussed sleeping arrangements, however, and I didn’t think the place had more than two bedrooms. I pondered that issue for a while before I reached over to hold Lena’s hand, only to glance down and see that she had it between her legs, rubbing her crotch gently, while her other hand had its fingers interlaced with Jen’s.

Before I even knew what to think, Lou noticed the two looking into each other’s eyes, and spoke up. “I know you girls have a lot of catching up to do. Don’t feel you have to hold back on our account,” he chuckled salaciously.

Lena slipped from beneath my arm and embraced Jen, the two kissing passionately, hungrily. I’d never found lesbian scenes in movies particularly interesting, but the sight of these two women entwined, moaning sensuously as they kissed and explored one another, was powerfully arousing to me. I absent-mindedly stroked the constricting crotch of my jeans as the two slid off the couch and knelt on the floor in front of us, unfastening each other’s pants. Read the rest of this entry »

If all the stories posted on your site are true, a lot more girls have experienced gang bangs or trains than I would have thought.

I started college recently and sex seems to be the major topic in the dorm. Girls talk openly about their experiences and fantasies. I’ve met 4 girls who readily admit to having sex with numerous partners at the same time, and quite a few others who, if they haven’t done it, they know of a girl who has. Some of the gang bangs happened when the girls were drunk or stoned, but some were when the girls were fully conscious and willing. Several “gang bang virgins” have told me they intend to experience at least one gang bang or train before they graduate.

I was conscious and willing when I experienced my one and only gang bang. It happened two years ago when I went to spend part of my summer vacation with my older sister. She’s four years older than me, and she was majoring in zoology. One of her professors got her into a summer wildlife study program at a National Park.

My parents wanted to get me out of the city and away from my friends for at least a couple of weeks. I had come home with alcohol on my breath a couple of times and they discovered I was on birth control. I think they thought my sister might be able to talk some sense into me.

From what I understood, she and the other students in her group were pretty much on their own. She got a free room in a dorm, meal passes at the lodge, and turned her field study reports in weekly. Otherwise, the students in her group were considered young adults they didn’t need any supervision. She talked to her advisor and cleared it for me to visit and share her room. It probably helped that my dad, who is loaded, made a sizable donation to the program. Anyway, they packed me onto a bus and sent me to my sister. They decided to send me on the bus rather than drive me so they wouldn’t have to fight with me for 500 miles.

Like I said, she is four years older, and brilliant. She graduated from high school a year early so even though she was only 20, she was already starting her senior year. I love my sister, but I hated the fact that I felt pressure to live up to her legacy. It wasn’t enough that I made honor roll, I wasn’t bringing home a perfect 4 point every quarter. She was a city champion high school swimmer and finished 2nd in regionals. If it weren’t for the flu, she would have gone to the state meet. She went to college on a swimming scholarship. I only finished 3rd in the city trials and lost in the first heat of regionals. That was sort of the pattern. Whatever I did well, she did better. Oh yeah, I didn’t mention that she is absolutely beautiful: She has cover girls looks, a flawless figure, spectacular 35C breasts, and long beautiful legs.

I got on the bus with a certain amount of resentment. When I arrived my sister ran up to me and gave me a long obviously heart felt hug. She turned to two friends who were with her and said “This is my sister, isn’t she beautiful?’ Her two friends were other interns from her study team, a cute guy name Phil and a nice looking girl name Jamie.

We climbed into their car for the ride from town to their dorm in the park. My sister said she was so happy when my parents told her they were sending me to spend a couple of weeks with her. She said it was the first time she was getting to spend any extended time with me since she started college. I thought it and realized she was right. I had spent a good deal of the past 4 years resenting her and hadn’t thought about all the more pleasant times we spent together. She had actually taught me how to ride a bike, swim, and helped me learn to read. When I was 4 or 5, she often read me to sleep and held me on her lap when we watched TV. Was I really mad at her or just at myself for not being able to match her achievements? Read the rest of this entry »

When I was 21, I went to Turkey on holiday with a couple of friends. As girls do, we went out to party in the resort where we were staying. As it was summer and very warm, we were all wearing skimpy tops and very short skirts to show off out well shaped tanned legs and arms. While we were walking towards the next bar, I got separated from my friends. Being tired and a bit drunk, I decided to find my own way home. So I walked the streets for an hour or so, before realizing I was totally lost.

Just as I decided to get a taxi, a police car pulled up next to me. A Turkish policeman got out and bundled me into the car. I sat in the back terrified, wondering what I had done wrong. I tried to speak to them, but the two policemen ignored me. Neither of them appeared to understand English. As we drove down along the dark streets, I started to panic. I didn’t know where I was, where they were taking me, and what they intended to do to me.

We soon arrived at a small police station which consisted of a dingy looking office and one police cell. In the cell, there was a group about 15 rough looking men who leered at me as I walked in escorted by the two policemen. In the office there was only one other policemen, who looked like he was in command.

I tried to speak to the commander in English. He glared at me with disdain and motioned to the cell, taking my hand bag from me. The other two grabbed me and dragged me to the cell. To my horror, they opened the cell door and threw me in amongst the men there.

At first I cowered in a corner as they all closed in on me, leering with evil grins on their unshaven faces. Then, in unison they all charged forward and grabbed out at me. I kicked and screamed and as they carried me into the center of the room shouting in Turkish. Several of them pinned my arms and m legs to the floor, immobilizing me face up on the stone floor, as others ripped off my skirt, my top and my panties in a brutal frenzy. And then the gang rape began.

I cried out as the first cock rammed in my pussy. Above me a bearded middle-aged face panted and grunted as he fucked me hard. I cried out, begging the police to save me. But no one came to my rescue. It was not long before his face converted into an ecstatic snarl and I felt his hot spunk shoot into me. The next one was in me within a second, as another Turkish cock hammered deep into my pussy. I cried out, sobbing, but was drowned out by the jeers of the men around me. I felt him explode inside me with a cry of joy and I screamed, pleading them to stop. As I lay there helplessly, I moaned and cried out constantly as I felt one cock after another assault my tender pussy. Again and again the men took their turn to rape me as they thrust their eager cocks into me and came ecstatically in my pussy, oblivious to my sobbing pleas. Read the rest of this entry »

This story is fictional. Any resemblence to any persons living or dead is pure coincidence. This story contains hardcore sexual situations. If you are offended by this sort of material or are under the age of 18 do not ready this story.

“WHAT?!!!” Tara was in shock. Her dirtball of a husband obviously knew there was no way she would do this with more than one guy, so he didn’t tell her everything hoping she wouldn’t back out when she found out,”Your son and his friend?!!! Jack, I can’t do this!”

“You have to Tara. All the girls do and when you came in you told me you’d do anything I want.” He leaned in closer to her, “And I want this, Tara. My boy gets everything I want him to have and I want him to have you.” Tara was pissed. While she was fucking Jack she was having fantasies about fucking even more men, but now she wasn’t so sure she really wanted this. She didn’t know what to do. If she backed out now she knew he’d be angry and her worst fears would probably happen. Read the rest of this entry »

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