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When I was raped

bree07 on Forced Stories

Every weekend my friends and I go out to party, especially on Fridays. We love to get drunk and have fun. We live in a small Southern town so I guess there's not much else to do, but I love to have fun and will admit that I like to fool around, but I had never done the big one. I guess you could call me somewhat “popular” at school, I don’t do anything special, I run track, but I don’t play volleyball or cheer. The boys just flock to me and I enjoy the attention, there is drama with other girls, but since I haven’t ever really done anything I have my own little “clique” of girls who I can trust and who I am almost always with.
I'm 17, with dirty blonde hair, green eyes, about 5'5, with 34DD boobs, slender, and with a tan. I like to run t
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o keep my body toned and slender and I have a natural tan from the southern heat and the sun. I enjoy dressing to "impress" and to show the great body that I've worked so hard for.
This Friday, my friends and I, or basically the entire high school headed out to a party deep out in the country. I can't remember where it was but it was very far and by a lake. It was hot and humid just like any other night. I wore a denim mini skirt which was probably about 7-8 inches above my knee, a white blouse which I unbuttoned at the top and an old pair of flip flops to top it off. Yes it was a very revealing outfit, but as I stated earlier I enjoyed showing off my hard work, plus the heat is a killer.
So anyways when we got there everybody was having a good time and the party turned out to be pretty big. Well, everyone else wanted to go spend the night at the lake because there’s a fairly large cabin by it that is owned by my friend Mary’s rich grandfather. I couldn’t though because I had work the next day and I knew that I’d never make it back in time.
Fortunately, there were these two guys that kept hitting on me at the party and saying stupid things like calling me “pretty” and “beautiful” and a “Southern Belle”. It was flattering but I knew that these guys were drunk. Their intentions were obvious but I just smiled and giggled and played along. I knew the game.
Of course, this helped because when presented with the fact that I needed a ride they were more than willing to give me a ride back into town and said it would be free.
“No strings attached” one of the guys said.
This was good because it seemed they were the only people who were NOT going to stay at the lake. I’ll admit that I was a bit hesitant and all but I needed to get home that night. They seemed like nice guys, albeit drunk, but I trusted them… BIG mistake.
So we walked to his car, an old beat up wagon type of thing that was parked under a tree. Much to my dismay the guys kept hitting on me. They told me that they were from out of town and that they went to college in a nearby city and had come because of the promise of free beer and “entertainment”. I smirked at this but just laughed along with the two drunken guys.
The driver’s name was Carl. He was a chunky, dark, short haired shorter fellow, maybe about 5’8, who I had learned love to joke around and cuss and drink. I could have sworn he was drinking and driving. The other guy was a short skinny homely looking guy with longer hair and pale skin named Rob… I think, I can’t remember for sure. Apparently they were roommates as well back at their college and were in between jobs and were in a band, although they hardly knew anything about music. Of course, they kept hitting on me and their intentions were obvious; but neither were anywhere near attractive and I wasn’t about to give it up… Plus, neither of them looked harmless and so I assumed they were trustworthy, but then I couldn’t tell as I was a bit drunk myself.
During the trip back, the guys kept telling me to “flash” them or give them “blow jobs” to pay them back for the trip. I just giggled and smiled at them as I worked my game. The trip could not have lasted longer as it was dark and my head was killing me. I tried to fall asleep but I worried they wouldn’t know the way back and Carl kept edging me to take some sips of his drink, because “I’d like it”, which I did.

All of a sudden he pulled the car to a closed down restaurant, I can’t remember the name… It was about 2 am, so I’m guessing that it was closed for the night anyways. It was on a part of a town that I had never seen before, I wasn’t even sure where we were, but then again, it was so dark that I could have been mistaken.
“Get on your knees and suck my cock bitch” shouted Carl.
“hmmphh…” I retorted with a smirk, I thought he was just kidding.
Carl had an angry look on his eyes, one that I hadn’t seen from the joking, jolly guy from the party.
“No blow job, no ride…” he said with a devilish smile on his face as he looked at me and checked out my body, “God those lips look sweet… If you don’t at least show me those kittens give me some head.”
I giggled and tried to give him a sincere smile, but I could tell that he was serious. My head was beginning to hurt and feel dizzy at the same time from all the drinks from the party and the car ride, it was a nauseating feeling.
“Go on sweetie” I heard a voice from the backseat, “we’ll take good care of you…” It was Rob, I turned and saw a smile on his face as he stared at me and licked his lips.
“Well…,” I stared out the window, there was no one outside and pretty much the only light I could see was the flicker of a light on a lamp post about two blocks away, it was eerie, “…FINE. If you will get keep driving and get me home..”
“Oh, I promise babe, I do, just don’t use your teeth.” Carl said grinning.
He pulled his seat back so I could get under the wheel, and since I was so petite, I could. I tried my best not to let Rob get a glimpse of my ass as I climbed over my seat to the driver’s side because my skirt was so low but he did, and he firmly gave me a spank. Carl unzipped his pants to reveal a small fat cock which was hidden within a very large layer of pubic hair, it must have been only about four inches but it was disgusting as well with all the dark pubic hair.
I kneeled over and smiled, a somewhat scared smile, but I tried to get on Carl’s good side. He grabbed my head and nudged me forward. I began to suck his cock. It was disgusting with all the pubic hair and it smelled like he hadn’t showered in weeks. He told me to deep throat, which I did, but apparently it wasn’t good enough as he grabbed my head and shoved me in even more. I almost choked as he pulled my head up…
“Wonderful, now continue” he chimed.
So I continued to give him a blow job in front of a closed down diner. I looked up and saw that he was having the time of his life… tears began to roll down my eyes in fear and humiliation, I felt that this was just the beginning.
About ten minutes later, he cummed in my mouth and his hot cum rolled down my lips as he told me to lick it off.
“You’ve got to try this,” laughed Carl to his friend, “this bitch is so hot and she gives such good head, I just want to cum all over her pretty little face, all into her pretty green eyes and make her lick it all off.”
After I had licked all the cum up, I tried to get up, but I couldn’t, Carl held me down and urged his friend to come over. I tried to push him off and said no, and even though he wasn’t a particularly big guy, he could still overpower me as he kept me down and locked the doors.
I had to give his friend head as well, I think he particularly enjoyed it being as he probably never had any before. He had a much larger dick than Carl and lasted maybe twice as long as Carl before he abruptly pulled out and cummed all over my face and blouse. He told me to slurp it all up which I did, and as I got up he knocked me down on my back onto the seat. He looked down at me menacingly and reached to tear off my blouse.
“NO! Not here!” said Carl.
As horrible as it was to give two freaks a couple of blow jobs in front of a diner, I was glad that it was over even if I would have nasty cum stains on my white blouse.
“So you guys are gonna take me home now right” I brushed aside my hair and asked Carl.
“yes…”

We drove off and into the night as the two friends slapped hands. Carl joked around and said that he hadn’t seen my boobs yet. And as we turned a corner I was hit on the head and knocked out.



I awoke in an empty room , I couldn’t see anything or say anything. And I could tell that there was a gag in my mouth. My hands felt tied up by some strong cloth that I could probably cut off if I had something sharp…
“Why didn’t you let me fuck her” I heard a nasally voice complain, “I’m down to fuck a slut when she’s asleep…”
“Well you felt her up real nice,” said a huskier voice.
“Yeah, that’s true… haha,” I heard the other voice again, “that bitch is REAL nice”.

My blindfold was pulled off and I saw that I was in what appeared to be in an empty basement, save for a table, maybe a desk, in the near corner, and I was sprawled to the floor and my right ankle was chained to a wall nearby. My clothes were still on but I could barely move and I could not make any noise.
“We’re gonna fuck you slut” said Carl, “and you’re not going to enjoy it.”
The two friends lunged at and grabbed me, knocking me on my back. The skinnier one ripped my blouse off to expose my 34DD tits and bit into them. I shrieked with pain, but it was muffled by the gag in my mouth.
“Scream all you want bitch we waited for you to wake up to enjoy this”
He bit into and tore at my left breast causing bite marks and began to suck on them as I lay helplessly on my back, while his friend pulled out his dick and shoved it in my face and my hair.
“No one can hear you baby,” Carl said, “you can scream and shout all you want but we’re going to rape you over and over and over again.”
He ripped off my gag and I screamed, which was met by a slap. I screamed again, another slap. I realized that I had better obey if I wanted to keep my face from getting beat up. He squatted over me menacingly and shoved his cock into my mouth and I began to give him a blow job, hoping that this would end. All the while, his friend sucked and bit into my breasts. It hurt and my boobs felt bruised and were red.
The next thing, Carl picked me up on all fours as I continued to give him head. Rob came from behind and felt up my perfect young tan ass underneath my small denim skirt. He smelled and licked it and then tore it off as well. He spanked my ass and I would have screamed if I had not had a cock in my mouth and he started to give me anal. I screamed as his cock was large, maybe ten inches and it hurt. I accidently bit Carl’s cock and he slapped me as I fell face first on the floor while his friend continued to pound me from behind.
Carl picked me up and stared at me and shoved my face into his pubic hair and made me continue to give him head. They slapped hands and laughed as I gave head and was pounded in the ass at the same time. When Carl was done, he cummed in my face and into my eyes and on the floor and made me lick it all off, when this happened Rob started to thrust faster and faster. He squeezed my lower back and grabbed my ass, leaving marks as he pumped harder and harder. I started to scream.
“No one will hear you sweetie” laughed Rob as I screamed.
By this time, after I had licked off all the cum, Rob pulled out, turned me around, and cummed all over my face and into my hair and made me lick it all up.
As soon as I had finished, Carl jumped on top of me and I was on my back again. He smiled down at me as he went to work on my breasts, feeling them, and licking them and biting them. I lay helpless, it hurt, but with my energy sapped and the fact that there were two of them, I could barely move and just tried to hide the pain. A tear ran down my cheek. He began to titty fuck me as he pushed his cock in and out between my breasts, shoving them up and down and squeezing them. By this time, my DD breasts were red and bleeding a bit at the nipple. He cummed onto my breasts and made me lick off all the cum, thankfully it didn’t take much energy from me as I could just lift them and lick off all the sticky cum.
They stared down at my clit, “Man that looks tight”, said Rob, “I bet she’s a virgin…”
“Hmph… yea right,” answered Carl, “a fine piece of meat like her in a little hick town like that, there’s no way she’s a virgin.”
“I don’t know.”

Rob got on top of me, his sweat dripping onto me and his disgusting hair on my face as I turned away from him, “So… what is it?”
“What’s what?”
He slapped me… HARD. “Don’t play idiot with me you stupid cunt! You know what!”
He leaned in and licked my face. I started to cry a little.
He saw this and saw the scared look on my face. “Yes!!! This bitch is a virgin, she’s gonna be so tight!” yelled Rob, “I want her”
“No, I want her.” Argued Carl.
The two of them argued over who would take my virginity from me as I cried, knowing that I couldn’t do anything about it.
The next thing I knew, Rob was on top of me as he lifted me up from my legs and shoved his huge ten inch cock into my pussy. It hurt and I screamed and shrieked.
“FFUUUCCCKKKK!!!” I screamed as he began to enter my virgin pussy and blood started gushing out. I tried to push him off, but I couldn’t as Carl came and held me down on my back, smiling still. He began to squeeze my boobs even more which led me to scream louder and louder.
Rob continued to thrust in and out into my vagina as he tore it and stretched it out, he laughed while doing this. It hurt as each time his cock would enter me it would go deeper and deeper…. Eventually the pain went away and I began to cry some more. They slapped hands while this happened and Carl and Rob picked me up and threw me onto the table on my back. The pain of being flown onto this hurt and I was surprised that the chain on my ankle would be long enough to pull me there. Rob continued his assault on my pussy while Carl began to caress and once again suck on my big breasts. He continued to pound me harder and harder moving forward and back with each thrust. I tried to push him off but he just slapped me and squeezed my boobs even harder, causing me to scream in pain. While doing this, Rob finally pulled out and walked over to me, pulled my lips open and stuffed his cock into my mouth and cummed, holding my head to make sure that I would swallow it all. I almost gagged but found it easier to just suck it all in.
“Good girl.”
Next was Carl’s turn as he began on my pussy, the bleeding had stopped by now but I could barely feel it as his friend had been much larger than him. He held me down by my boobs as he squeezed them and pushed me down with them. It didn’t matter by then, I was too tired to fight back. He continued to fuck me like this for awhile, constantly sucking and squeezing my boobs. He continued to thrust me back and forth, pushing my body up and down the desk, all the while his friend laughed. My whole body by now ached in pain and I couldn’t feel anything. I was covered in hot sweat, cum, and spit… The next thing I knew I blacked out.

Great Summer with my Sister

Mick1113 on Incest Stories

 Growing up in rural Montana, with the closest neighbors being 11 miles away can be rough on a young boy. Luckily I had a twin sister who was a bit of a tomboy, and always up for a fishing trip or campout. Sis loves fishing to this day, takes her family camping and is still as much of a tomboy as ever. Don’t get me wrong, Sis was and is to this day a looker, and did enjoy some girl activities such as cheerleading, barrel racing and baking contests, which were fairly common in our area. We were close, and I was very protective of her, punching more than one boy in the nose for teasing her.

 

  

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 As we were growing up, our mother left Papa and moved to Utah, taking my sister with her at the age of 14. Sis would come and stay with us every summer for two months, and we always had a blast. She never wanted to go back home, her step dad was VERY religious and didn’t allow her much freedom.

 

 One of our favorite activities as children was wrestling, but as we got older I would have to take it easy one her, as she was a small girl. These wrestling matches were innocent, but when Sis came for summer the year we turned 18, some things had begun to change. My tomboy sister had developed a young ladies body, and still wore her cut off jeans and tank tops, as she did in previous years. We were 18, I was 18 and there just weren’t any girls around our ranch during those summer months. I always felt guilty, but I couldn’t help sneaking a peak at her ass as she walked away from me, or her small boobs when she bent down for whatever reason. Yes I know, it’s my sister, but I was a horny 18 year old boy, and just couldn’t help myself.

 I did my best to not think of my twin sister in sexual ways, but she had a daily habit of lying in the sun, wearing nothing but a string bikini. It was hell sometimes.

Around the end of her first month with us that summer, Sis jumped on my back as I was walking to the barn, just like she had always done in years past to get one of those wrestling matches started. We rolled and grabbed for a few minutes on the ground, and I told her I needed to finish my work before Papa got home, so it ended, with me walking off to the barn...with a hard on. I had to relieve myself, feeling those tanned legs wrapping around me and those firm breasts pressed against my back had excited me more than I could imagine. As soon as I made it to the barn, I shut the doors and began jerking my rock hard cock. I felt so bad, but I couldn’t help peaking through a window while stroked myself, watching Sis prepare herself to work on her sun tan. I came quickly, put my dick away, and went about my business for the rest of the day, all the while feeling so guilty.

 

 The days went by with me trying to keep my mind busy, and making an effort to keep my eyes of my sister’s body. It was an abnormally hot summer for Montana, so we went swimming a lot, which was just brutal on me. The damn girl loved to play and splash and wrestle, making it difficult to keep my shameful secret hidden. One morning in August, Sis decided we should go for a fishing trip along the river. She asked Papa if he could get out the tent for us, we would spend the night on the river, and come home the next afternoon. I didn’t want to go, but Sis insisted. It would be fun, and besides we did it every year.

 

 I saddled two horses, packed some camping gear, and we headed out to our favorite fishing spot, about 15 miles down the river. The ride was nice, we talked about the good old days, and how she hated to go back home, but our senior year was coming, and she would move back after graduation.

 

 We arrived at our camping spot, unpacked, and I set up camp. Sis had wandered down the river a bit, and went for a swim. When the tent was up, I grabbed our fishing poles and headed her way. As I approached, I saw my sister lying in the sun along a downed log. Those thoughts came racing back into my mind, and to be honest the image is still with me today. I stood and looked at her, wet and tanned, firm and beautiful. I knew it was wrong but couldn’t help myself. After a minute or more, I walked to the river, pretending not to notice her, and cast my line in the water. Sis grabbed the other pole and joined me.

 

 We didn’t catch a thing that day, but had a good time, joking and laughing, trading insults and throwing mud at each other. Evening came and we made a nice fire, She cooked ham and beans, and we talked ‘til way past dark.

 Sis was sleepy, so it was time to turn in. We went onto the tent, laid down, and began talking some more. The night was still and quiet, and I hoped to keep my mind off my sister’s body, but she always slept in shorts and a T shirt, and my eyes had roamed a couple of times. Sis asked why I didn’t have a girlfriend, and I asked why she didn’t have a boyfriend. Her step dad wouldn’t allow her to date, she told me, and I told her that the girls in school didn’t want a boyfriend that lived so far away. “Well”, she said, “I know you like girls, because you got a boner the last time we wrestled.” I was in shock, and insisted she was wrong, but all she did was giggle and tell me it was ok, and perfectly natural. I was embarrassed and ashamed, and looked straight up at the top of the tent, trying not to admit to anything so perverse.

 

 What seemed like an hour passed, which in reality was more like one minute, before Sis said anything else. I felt like dying when she blurted out something about how she felt my hard cock against her hip, and how feeling it made her wonder what it looked like. I couldn’t believe she said it, and lay completely still hoping I wouldn’t get stiff right at that moment. Sis was giggling, sometime outright laughing, and told me she had never seen one. I didn’t know what to do, I was frozen there on my back in the tent, and I could feel my cock getting hard, and hoped she wouldn’t notice. Five minutes must have passed without a word, and then came a soft, “Can I see it?” I instantly yelled “NO, you’re my sister!” Sis laughed again, and told me it didn’t matter, because she knew I had been watching her while she tanned, and watching never hurt anything.

 My mind was twisting like a tornado, back and forth between guilt and desire. I barely got the words out, but asked her if she really wanted to look at her own brother’s dick. Sis giggled again, and told me she wouldn’t even think of it that way, she just wanted to see one. I can’t to this day figure out how I got the nerve, but I pulled down my sweats and out popped my red, swollen cock. More laughter, and then a loud, but fun, “Why is it hard?!?” What could I say, she already knew I had been looking at her, and gotten stiff during the wrestling. I just laid there with my dick out, looking at the top of the tent, thinking this was wrong, but loving every minute of it.

 

 “Do you get hard like that when you watch me tanning?” Sis asked. I didn’t answer. She told me it was ok, and nothing to be ashamed of, but I was ashamed, and knew this was wrong. Finally my sister told me I could put it away, and not to feel bad since she’d made me do it. She blew out the lantern and rolled over on her side to sleep.

 

 After at least two hours, I began to drift off to sleep. I was woken quickly, when I felt my sister’s hand bump against my leg. I lay still, pretending to be asleep, as Sis rolled her body facing me and moving her hand to my stomach. I was pretending sleep, and she was too, but we both knew. One more sudden movement and my sister was half on top of me, with the palm of her hand resting on my rock hard dick. My breathing became faster and I felt her tit on my chest with every breath. I didn’t want to, but my body was on it’s own now, and I made a slight thrust up against her hand. Sis squeezed my cock for one split second and released, and I let out a quiet moan. Still pretending to be asleep, Sis threw her leg over mine and now I could feel how warm her crotch was. I began slowly running my fingers down her back and before I knew it my middle finger was caressing her ass crack. Sis moaned softly, and squeezed my cock again, this time for a good 5 seconds. I knew this was wrong and nobody would understand, but it felt so good.

 

 I felt my sister’s hand go under my sweats, grab my dick. It felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before. It felt good, and I wanted more. I took my hand from her ass and slowly moved it down the front of her shorts. I felt my fingers brush across her pussy, and listened to her breath heavy and make the sweetest little moaning sounds. I rubbed her warm twat and felt my finger slip inside her. Sis was stroking my cock and kissing my chest and I was fingering her pussy. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. Her kisses moved down my chest, across my stomach, and I felt her take my dick in her mouth. It felt so wonderful. Warm and wet, and with what I can only describe as tender. My penis was in my sister’s mouth, and I liked it.  She’d never sucked a dick before, and I’d never had a blow job, so I didn’t notice her inexperience. I just knew it was an incredible feeling.

 

 I knew I was about to cum, and pulled Sis’ head away as I released a load, she jerked my dick hard and fast, all the time moaning softly. I was breathing so hard I thought I was going to have a heart attack, and the thoughts of guilt came rushing back. I felt horrible, but still excited. We laid there for a long moment before I turned her on her back and positioned myself on top of her. I pulled her shirt up and over her head, throwing it to the side, and dropped my face to her chest. I began licking and sucking those small, firm tits of hers that I’d caught glimpses of while she tanned, and then made my way down her tummy. I had no idea what I was doing, but I pulled her shorts off and started licking her pussy, darting my tongue up and down, back and forth, listening to her moans. She tasted better than anything I’d ever tasted before.

 

 I licked and sucked and fingered my sister’s sweet little pussy for a good 20 minutes. I’d even tasted her asshole, and loved every second of it. Sis used both hands, pulling me up her body on top of her, and finally taking my cock in her hand, which was now hard again. She pulled my dick to move me closer, and I felt it slide inside per wet pussy. I was so excited. I moved in and out of her slowly at first, but I was in a frenzy now, and began thrusting in and out, up and down, as hard and fast as I could. We were both grunting and making sounds we’d never heard each other make before. I knew I couldn’t cum in my own sister, so I pulled my dick out of her and jerked off over her belly. I must have covered her with a quart of cum.

 

 I rolled off her and we both laid on our backs. We hadn’t spoken a single word through all of it, and had no intention of it now. She moved next to me and we fell asleep wrapped in each others arms.

 

 The morning was a bit awkward, as you can imagine, but after a few hillbilly jokes on her part, we began to lighten up. It was a long ride home, and half way, in a thicket of woods in broad daylight, I leaned against a tree and watched my sister suck my dick and swallow my cum.

 

 We never fucked again, and never spoke a word of that night, but on occasion my smart ass sister will send me a letter, ending with “Wanna wrestle?”

 

shanxmagee on Incest Stories

      It was just supposed to be an ordinary night where I could just watch my favorite channel al night during

 Saturday night. When all of a sudden my sister comes in and decides she wants to watch it with me. So I

decided what the hell, she is my sister, so I said okay.

      Now my sister is very hot. She\'s 13, about 4" 10\' with a nice average physiqe bu with nice big C cup tits and

 also a big round ass. She black hair with hazel brown eyes. I\'m 15,about 5" 4\' pretty skinny with shoulder

length black hair, brown eyes and a nice long 7 inch dick. I\'ve always loved my sister right about whe she turned

9. That\'s when she started "developing". But I wasn\'t

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really sure if she felt the same way.

       But back to the story. We were sitting there when she all of a sudden just falls asleep on my bed. Now it\'s 11 
\'o clock at night and I decided I should maybe take advantage of this moment. So I take another look at my 
sleeping sister and find that she is in a deep sleep also. And withthe luck I have, she\'s  in a night gown so that will
make things alot easier. So the first thing I do is lower her straps from her shoulders and slide down the top half 
of her gown and reveal those beautiful firm tits. Nice big firm tits with tiny brown nipples. So all I do is stare.  
Then I recover and grab one in my hand and give it a little squeeze. It felt so great. So I had another idea and
take one of the nipples in my mouth. And I started sucking and sucking.
By now my cock was pretty hard. So I decided to go down lower. I then lift up her little skirt and am 
surprised to find out that she wasn\'t wearing any panties! So I stay there a moment gazin at her virgin pussy with
the little black fluff of hair growing around her pubic area also a little around her tight little pussy lips. I then 
gather all the courage I have because I\'m afraid she\'ll wake up soon,but she\'s still soundly asleep, and take 
one of my fingers and slide it into her tight little cunt. It was surpisingly wet because I haven\'t been playing with 
her for awhile. But I shrug it off because right now my dreams are comming true. She still hasn\'t moved yet. So
then I take my finger out and start to eat her out. At first I let my toungr circle around her lips first. then I slowly
plunge my tounge insde. Savoring the sweet taste of my sisters tight little honey pot. The I start flicking my 
tounge along her clit. Then all of a sudden I here moaning. I look up and see my sister looking down at me with
her beautiful hazel eyes. Then I here her say,"Please, don\'t stop."
 
      To be concluded.........

Making ends Meet

naugwife on Forced Stories

My husband and I met just before our freshman year in junior college and soon started dating pretty heavily.  The reason he said he was attracted to me was because I wore short skirts and tight fitting shirts that showed off my nice breast all the time.  The sexy outfits I wore accentuated my 5’1” 100 lb, petite frame with the little skirts showing off my silky smooth legs.

I soon became pregnant at a very young age of 19 and married shortly afterwards.  My new husband joined the military to help support his new family, and we soon found ourselves separated for long periods of time.  He had to attend boot camp, school, and deployed for 4 months before I saw him

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again with our new son.  While he was gone, I stayed with his parents and constantly ached for a hard cock.  But luckily I was pregnant and didn’t feel so attractive so it was easy to remain faithful during that period. 

Soon after my husband returned from sea, we moved to South Carolina his new duty station and rented an apartment.  The apartment building wasn’t the nicest of neighborhoods but it had to do with the small amount of money he was earning.  His paycheck barely covered our car payment, apartment, food, and diapers so we found ourselves living paycheck to paycheck all the time.  Not long after we arrived in Charleston, my husband had to leave again to sea, leaving me alone in a strange new place with no family or friends to help me out if I had any trouble.

It was my first time living away from home on my own, learning to manage a household, raising a brand new baby and dealing with no sex on my own was very challenging.  The only person I knew was the building manager Carl, who lived above us.  My husband and Carl hit it off and he would invite him over almost every night to sit around drinking and talk sports.  So my husband asked Carl to check on me from time to time while he was out at sea to make sure I was ok which Carl was glad to do.

I managed things pretty well for the first two months while my husband was gone with Carl checking on me from time to time.  Carl would help me carry in my groceries and stop in to make small talk usually in the evenings always being very flirtatious and funny.   But in December, about a month before my husband returned I ran into some money trouble.  I had budgeted enough for bills and to go buy Christmas presents for everyone and send them back home to family.  I spent to much money on gifts by mistake, then my car broke down that required me to spend most of our remaining money for the month to get it fixed.  My rent was due and my misfortune left me about $300 short.

Carl stopped by to pick up the rent check that morning and I broke down crying telling all about my problem.  I told him I was afraid of disappointing my husband and worried that if he found out he would get very upset with me.  Carl told me that he would love to help me out but he couldn’t just let me skip a month of rent and he didn’t have $300 to hand out for nothing.  He told me if I was interested, that there was a possible way to earn that money.  I told him that I couldn’t work because daycare would cost too much and I have no one to watch my son.  He said the job did not require me to leave home but I probably couldn’t handle it.  I told him I am a very hard work and never quit, so give me a chance.  He proceeded to tell me that I could earn the money for rent by performing sexual favors for him.  I stood there in total shock with my mouth hanging open not believing what had just been said.  He told me to think on it, and he would check back with me that evening to get my answer or the rent.  Newly married for just a year did I really want to cheat on my husband and chance ruining my relationship?   Plus, I was very sexually naive having only been with two men in my life, and being a slut went against all the Catholic beliefs I was raised on.  Strangely enough, I found myself turned on by his proposal and began to wonder if I could actually go through with it. 

At 8 pm, I had just put my son down asleep in his crib when Carl returned looking for my answer.  He had a huge grin on his face and looked very pleased when I told him I would do it since I had no other choice and needed the money.  Not to mention, I was pretty horny for not having sex for over 2 months and wanted to get fucked pretty bad.

 Carl grabbed me by the hand and led me to my bedroom and told me to undress because he was dying to see my young hard body naked.  As I undressed out of my little tight shorts and t-shirt, he began undressing himself.  At 48, Carl was in pretty good shape but had a slight beer belly.  He was 6 foot tall, built like a football player, black, and standing next to me he dwarfed my tiny body.

He ravaged my body with his eyes, telling me to lie on the bed in different positions so he could get a good look at what he was paying to enjoy.  I pushed my 36C breast together showing him my hard nipples pulling on them one at a time.  Then I spread my legs showing him my freshly shaven pussy slowly running my fingers across my moistening lips.  Finally, he asked me to bend over doggie style, so he could see my sexy little ass.  It surprised me that he didn’t just jumped right on, attack me, and do his business, but actually enjoyed making me wait for him.  I was getting turned on more and more as he made me wait for him to touch me.

He was standing by the bed rubbing his hard cock through his boxers which I could see a distinctive bulge.  Then he told me to slide to the end of the bed and remove his boxers for him.  As I got to the end of the bed, he bent down and kissed me on the lips as my hands found his boxer and slid them down to the floor.  As we broke from kissing and he stood up, I saw the biggest and thickest cock I have ever seen in my life.  His cock was pointing straight out at me and had to be at least 10 to 12” long and thick as my wrist.  He didn’t have to say anything to me; I instinctively took his big cock in both hands and began stroking him mesmerized by its size.

He told me to put it in my mouth and suck his cock, so I tried my best to fit as much as I could but it was only the tip.  As I sucked his cock, he ran his hands all over my tits, ass, and stopping on my pussy driving me wildly insane.  His big fingers found their way to my clit rubbing it in slow small circles, then sliding one, then two, fingers deep inside my aching cunt.

He told me to slide back up on the bed so he could eat my sweet pussy.  Working his way kissing up my thighs and burying his face in my sopping wet pussy made me come like never before.  Once he had my pussy-dripping wet, he asked me if I was ready to take his big cock.  I said I hope so, but I am scared because I never had a cock bigger the 6”.  I told him to wait a second and got a condom from my husband’s nightstand and placed it on Carl’s cock.  The condom was super tight on his huge meat stick and barely went halfway down his shaft then I begged him to fuck me.

He slowly placed the head of his huge cock against my cunt lips, slowly rubbing it up and down on them.  Then he slowly slid his cock it into my wanting cunt letting me adjust to the huge girth.  As I adjusted to his size he slowly began driving his cock in and out of my aching pussy.  God, it was huge!!!  It hurt so good and I was cumming over and over again with every deep thrust, but he was still only getting half of it in me.  So, he told me to climb on top and see if it was more comfortable that way.  So, I slid down on his massive tool feeling it reach into my stomach.

I was riding his cock really hard as he sucked on my breast and slid his finger in my ass (never had that done before then) making me shake with the most intense orgasm ever.  He told me that his cock was ready to explode but he wanted me doggie style.  So he got behind me and really began to give it to me harder than I thought possible.  As I looked down at his huge tool going in and out of my pussy, I saw that the condom was lying on the bed and he was riding me bare back.  And before I could move he began grunting and pulling me back out his long cock filling my pussy full of his seaman.  He pulled his cock out and stared at my pussy as I lay on the bed trying to recover from the hard pounding I just received.  And told me that he hope my husband doesn’t get mad at him for ruining my pussy with his big cock.  While I was wondering how I am going to explain to my husband being pregnant with a black baby.

Carl came over several more times before my husband finally returned, so I can work off the rent payment.  He fucked me one more time leaving his cum deep in me just before I went to pickup my husband.  I felt like such a slut for fucking a guy while my husband was gone and even in his bed and he never knew he got sloppy seconds on his return home.  But sometimes sacrifices are needed to keep things running at home.

Sadie's new life: Part 1, The Hunt and the Introduction

NewOrestes on Forced Stories

                I had been following Sadie for a couple weeks now. She first drew my attention while sitting on a park bench with her friends and from that moment her fate was sealed. There are those who claim that a girl can “want it” by the way they dress and if that is the case she was practically begging me to fuck her then and there. But I was patient. She would be mine soon enough, her life as she knew it would cease to exist and she would simply be a vessel for my pleasure and a receptacle for my cock. Her red lips practically begged to be parted and devoured. Their ruby color only enhanced by the stunning paleness of her skin, accentuating them like blood on the snow. Also brought into startling clarity by that beautiful skin was her jet black hair, cascading down her back like a waterfall of darkness, I could already imagine grabbing it by the fistfuls and pulling until tears rolled down her cheeks. Following her long and slender body with my eyes, I was soon captivated by her ample breasts begging to escape from the black corset that kept them in tight bondage. The corset ended just above her belly button showing a flat, tight stomach which served as a perfect prelude to her well curved hips. Her skirt was tantalizingly low cut and did not make up for its cut in length. One got the idea that it was simply there to satisfy the most basic of decency codes and push the limits of man’s self-control to the edge of sanity. I was tempted to believe that it was a simple optical illusion cased by the skirt, but as I would late find out, her legs seemed to run on forever. Strong and well formed, but still delicate. Completing her tantalizing ensemble was a pair of high-heeled boots which could not have been comfortable to wear and were simply designed to destroy a man’s will to abstain. The decision to take her as mine was forgone from the moment I saw her.

                So from that moment on, the plan was enacted. Fortunately for me, I was already a natural recluse and took great pride in my humble cabin deep in the woods of Oregon.  While it was purchased for its seclusion to keep unwanted noise out, it served my purpose admirably to make sure that no one could hear the noises… or screams for that matter… coming from inside. I had a basic dungeon set up in this woodland oasis, but it became quite clear that it would hardly suffice. The wood and supplies which previously occupied the basement were moved out and the creation of my pet’s future home began. A St. Andrews Cross was brought in and eye bolts and restraints were attached to walls. I placed priority orders to improve my modest collection of whips and restraints, while building a horse and table with removable slats to my future slave’s specifications, which had been burned into my memory by now. My crowning jewel, however, was a cage which would house my beloved until she could be trusted and earned the right to sleep in the house.

                But back to my hunt of my most beautiful prey. I found that she was a student at a nearby university.  This was unfortunate as they would surely notice her absence and look for hr, but I had no plans of leaving any trace for them to follow. The hunt began by observing her schedule and tendencies. I worked hard, finding her habits that would become weaknesses, and designing the trap which would ultimately lead her into a world of thus far unknown pain and pleasure. Finally, I decided on the methods and means to her capture and put the plan into motion. Like a man possessed, I assured that all potential problems were handled and ever contingency accounted for. It was time to begin.

                She took an evening class which met every Wednesday from seven to ten o’ clock. It was a class on violence in society, fittingly enough. After this class, she would walk for a distance with her friends, who also could have made fine slaves… and who will certainly not be forgotten should she earn the right to a companion, before she broke off for her own apartment. It was here where she would finally become mine. She crossed one street which bordered a local school, entirely deserted in the evening, and provided excellent access for a van. I waited patiently in the dark, smoking a cigarette and talking to an imaginary friend on a cell phone. Because of the collegiate nature of the town, an individual loitering for a smoke was hardly unusual. I don’t even like to smoke, but I felt it served the atmosphere well. Finally like a vision of my damnation, she appeared. She was wearing a thin spaghetti-strapped top and a pair of sweats riding far too low on her hips for conventional decency. She passed by me without a second glance, her iPod head phones removing any chance of her hearing my footsteps behind her, and waited like a good girl to cross the street. Once she stopped, I took a strong arm around her throat and enveloped her in what fighters refer to as a “rear-naked choke.” She barely had time to register what was happening to her before the blood was cut off from her brain and she went limp in my arms. Wasting no time I carried her to the waiting van, laid her down on the floor, and proceeded to shackle her wrists, ankles, and neck to the floor.

The plan went off beautifully, almost blessed by above… or below for that matter. The start of her long journey had begun on the floor of that inconspicuous van. I turned on the air conditioning to chill myself and quell the growing heat in my loins, remembering that there would be plenty of time to revel in fruits of my labor once we had arrived at our future home, but there was still much ground to cover and speed was my ally at the moment. The drive was roughly three hours, 2 hours through civilization and then a final hour through the woods. She awoke once and seems to survey her surroundings briefly, but, seemingly overwhelmed by her situation, retreated back to unconsciousness like a good girl. The drive was peaceful, only the sound of the road and jazz on the stereo.

I would have loved to see her face when she finally awakened. Finding herself bound to the cross that I had so lovingly prepared for her; unable to move in the least and feeling the cut of the rope in her tender flesh. Her tits were bound so that they were presented so beautifully for the torture they would soon receive. I took care to blindfold her carefully, making sure that she had no prayer of seeing her surroundings, not being able to give up the pleasure of introducing her to her new home. Finally, I forced a ball gag into her mouth which completed her tight bondage and ensured that she would save her voice so I could adequately drink in her screams when we were finally introduced. Watching her through a one way mirror I saw her slowly regain consciousness and let the severity of her situation dawn slowly upon her. As was to be expected, she struggles against her bonds for a while, which only served to make the rope cut into her flesh. After an hour she finally accepted her situation and simply cried softly. It was a lovely sight to see the tears stain her blindfold and roll down her cheeks. I made sure the room was cold so her nipples were quite erect and her skin was riddled with goose bumps.

After savoring the sight for about an hour, I decided it was time to begin. I walked loudly down the stairs and slammed the door hard so she knew that I was there. Her head jumped to life and she struggled to call out through her gag. I walked up to her helpless body and started kissing her neck, breathing hard on her. Taking her chin gently in my hand I introduced myself with a low growl.

“Welcome to your new home, my slave. You will know me and refer to me simply as Master from this point forth. I have taken you away from everyone who loves and knows you and brought you here to serve and please me. It will be a painful experience, more painful than anything you have ever felt, but you will learn to take pleasure from that pain and live to satisfy my every whim and desire. From this point on, you are not a person, but a toy. Flesh for my amusement. I will rape your holes and ravage your body. I will hurt you badly and will love your screams. Do you have any questions pet? No? Good, then lets begin.”

                Reaching behind her head I took out the ball gag, leaving her choking on her drool momentarily. Suddenly she screamed out,

“Let me go you fucking prick, my friends will beat the crap ou-…”

                Expecting this response I had a flogger ready and waiting in my hand which she could not see as she was still blindfolded. Interrupting her tirade I brought it down hard and painfully on her tits, making her mind go momentarily white with pain and her whole body tense in agony. A deep red welt surfaced on her pale skin, showing her pain so beautifully.

“Care to try again, slave?” I asked her through an evil smile.

“What the fuck is wrong wi-..” Another brutal whip to the tits.

“This must be very painful…” I said while thinking to myself that this could not be going better. This time she did not even say anything, just stood there sobbing.

“An interesting decision pet, but again, not the correct answer” I chided while dropping the whip on her tender flesh again, this time moving down to her stomach.

“Please stop,” she begged, “Please, I’ll do anything!”

“Mmmm… you are getting closer, but you forgot how to address me properly” Another brutal whipping.

“Please… Master… please no more!” She sobbed.

“That’s better, my slave. Tell me who you belong to?”

“You Master… I belong to you… Just don’t whip me again.” As if right on cue, no sooner had she begged for me to not whip her, the leather strands fell mercilessly on her exposed pussy, Making her scream in agony.

“That sounded a little too much like an order, slave. I don’t respond well to orders.” I said, growling deeply. By now her mind was shattered by the pain and hopelessness of her situation. She was sobbing now and her body trembling. Despite all this, her body betrayed her as I knew it would. Her cunt was starting to drip uncontrollably and her nipples still stood at attention to be tortured at will.

“Please Master, I’ll do anything. Just don’t hurt me again” She finally said the words I had been waiting for. I stopped my assault on her body and ran a finger across her tear-stained cheek.

“I know you will, slave, I know you will. If you behave and are a good pet you will find your time here much more pleasant. You may even find that this was the only life you were ever meant to live.”

                Taking her down from the cross, I held her shaking body in my arms and gently petted her head, whispering softly to her that it would be alright. Desperate for any semblance of comfort she clung tight to my body, her breathing slowly becoming more regular and her tears starting to fade. She soon fell asleep in my arms, her mind and body exhausted from the day she had just endured, and I carried her into her cage and laid her on the small, but soft bed I had provided for her. Kissing her on the forehead I left her there to recover. Immensely pleased with how our introduction had gone and desperately waiting for her next session.

 

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-NewOrestes