“Hey, Josh. It’s Nick.”

            “Hey, Nick. What’s up?”

            “Not much,” Nick lied. “Hey, I was wondering if I could crash at your place for a while. You got room?”

            “Sure. I won’t be there though. I have to go out of town for a couple of weeks for work. You’re welcome to stay at the condo though. What’s wrong at the apartment?”

            “Nothing. I’ve just had a couple of break-ins. The manager changed the locks but it didn’t help. I’m looking for a new place but…”

            “Stay as long you need to, buddy.”

            “Thanks man.” The relief in Nick’s voice was audible. Josh laughed as Nick asked, “Can I stop by later and pick up the keys?”

            “Any time. I’m leaving at two for the airport so if you stop by after that I’ll leave them with Angie.”

            “I’ll be there before then,” Nick declared.

            “Whatever works for you,” Josh replied.

            “Thanks, man.”

            Nick disconnected the call and put the cordless phone back on its cradle. He went back to his bedroom and hurriedly packed a small bag. Grabbing the keys to his newly installed lock, he ran out the door locking the apartment as he went and dashed down the stairs. He had thought about taking a cab but decided it would be quicker to just take his own car. Maybe I can talk Josh into trading cars, he thought as he climbed behind the wheel of his thunderbird.

There wasn’t much traffic and the lights seemed to be on his side for once so he made good time to Josh’s office. He parked his car and rushed into the building. He managed to catch an elevator as soon as he ran into the building. He rode up to the fifth floor alone and got off the elevator without incident. Maybe I’m just being paranoid, he thought to himself as he walked into the reception area of Josh’s office.

“Hi, Nick!”

“Hi, Angie. I told Josh I’d stop by.”

“He’s on the phone but you can go on in. I don’t think he’ll mind.” She smiled at him sweetly.

“Thanks.” He smiled and gave her a nod as he turned and strode across the room to the door of Josh’s office.

He knocked lightly then stepped inside the office. Josh waved to him and motioned to a chair in front of his desk as he mumbled into the phone. Nick closed the door and crossed the room to take a seat in the proffered chair. He stared at his feet in silence waiting for Josh to finish his call.

“So what’s up?” Josh asked as he replaced the receiver.

“Not much,” Nick replied noncommittally.

“Break-ins, huh? Much taken?”

“That’s the strange thing. They haven’t really taken anything, just messed stuff up.”

“That’s weird,” Josh replied as he fished around in his desk drawer. He looked up as he found what he was looking for. “Here are the extra keys.”

Nick caught the keys Josh tossed to him.

“Thanks. You wouldn’t want to swap cars for a couple of weeks would you?”

Josh stared at him in surprise.

“What’s going on, Nick?”

Nick glanced around the room then stared at the keys he held before finally looking back at Josh.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

“Try me.”

Nick took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he stared at the keys in his hands. He spoke without looking up.

“There are these women –”

“There’s always a woman when you’re involved,” Josh laughed.

“I’m serious, Josh.” Nick looked up through his long, dark lashes at his friend.

Josh quieted when he saw the serious look on Nick’s face.

“Okay, I’m sorry. What’s wrong?”

“Like I said, there are these women…apparently they belong to some kind of club or something. I don’t know the whole story but they’re – They have this bet.”

“What bet?” Josh asked, prompting Nick when he hesitated.

“They’re all supposed to have sex with me by the end of the week.”

“What?” Josh burst out, unable to contain his laughter.

“It isn’t funny, Josh. The first one knocked me out at the gym after I changed her tire for her. Then, this morning, I came back to my apartment to find someone changing the lock on my door and when I turned my back on her she put a gun to my head.”

“Jesus, Nick.”

Nick jumped to his feet and stalked to the window. He stared out it, not really seeing anything. He heard Josh get up from his desk then felt his presence when he joined Nick at the window.

“Have you reported this?”

“Reported what? To who?” Nick asked wryly.

“They abducted you, held you against your will and…”

“And what? Raped me?” Nick asked as he turned to stare at Josh.

“You can’t just crawl into a hole and hide.”

“I just have to stay out of their reach for the rest of the week and then it’s over. I can’t go to the cops. What am I supposed to tell them? It’s better this way.”

“Nick –”

Nick turned back to stare out the window.

“Josh, you don’t know what it’s like. They blindfold you, tie you down, cut your clothes off and manipulate your body. You have no choice, no say. It’s humiliating.”

Josh sighed heavily as he stared at his friend. He put his hand on Nick’s shoulder and squeezed.

“Give me your car keys.”

Nick swiveled his head to stare at Josh.

“Give me your car keys. You can take the Mustang.”

Nick nodded and reached into his jeans pocket. He pulled out his car keys and handed them to Josh.

“Be careful, Josh.”

“You be careful,” Josh replied as he went back to his desk. He fished another set of keys out of the drawer and returned to stand next to Nick. He handed the keys over. “Watch you back, buddy.”

“Always. Thanks, man.”

Nick left Josh’s office and went back to the parking garage. He grabbed his bag from his car and headed straight to Josh’s deep blue Mustang convertible. He tossed the bag in the back and climbed in behind the wheel. He pulled out of the parking space and carefully guided the car through the garage onto the street. He had an appointment to look at an apartment so he headed there first. He figured he could look at the apartment then head over to Josh’s condo and get settled.

Traffic had picked up a bit so it took a little longer to get to the apartment building than Nick had planned. He quickly found a place to park and rushed inside to find the manager. They spent twenty minutes going through the small apartment while talking about rent and other details. Even though he wasn’t impressed he promised to get back to the man then quickly left the building. He climbed into the mustang and slowly pulled into traffic. He was easing up to speed when he heard a movement behind him and stiffened.

“Hi, sweetie.”

Nick sucked air and fought to control the car. He almost stomped on the brake at the sudden realization that he wasn’t alone. The car behind him blew a warning on their horn so he stepped on the gas and managed not wreck. When he was confident a few seconds later that he had the car under control he glanced in the rear view mirror to see a woman sitting behind him, her face hidden by a scarf and a hat pulled low.

“Who the hell are you and why are you in my car?”

“Actually, it’s not your car. But I managed to find you anyway.” Her hands slid up and over his shoulders as she leaned forward. “You know why I’m here, sweetie.”

He maneuvered through traffic to pull over next to a parking meter.

“Get out,” he said insistently.

“No. You’re taking me to a special place where we can spend a little time together.”

“No, I’m not. Now get out.”

“If you don’t we’ll blow up at least half a block,” she said quietly, staring at him in the rear view mirror.

He turned in his seat trying to face her.

“What?”

She held up a small remote.

“It’s a detonator. This car is rigged with several pounds of plastic. If you don’t do exactly what I say I’ll blow us up.”

“No way,” Nick said in a hushed whisper.

“Open the glove box.”

He stared at her for a moment then slowly leaned over and popped open the glove box. His eyes widened at the small package he found there. When he started to reach out to touch it her voice stopped him.

“Don’t. If you try to remove it you could detonate it.”

“Shit,” he whispered, sitting back up.

They sat in silence for several minutes. Nick stared alternately at the package in the glove box and his passenger in the back seat. Finally, she became bored with the game and broke the silence.

“Are you ready to go now?”

“Do I have a choice?” Nick asked wryly.

“Not really,” she replied with a smile he couldn’t see.

Nick reached over and closed the glove box then sat back up behind the wheel.

“Where to?” he asked without looking at her.

“Turn left at

The young teen became dizzy, her face began to turn blue. She began to black out. At least it would soon be over.

Just in time the cock was jerked free, trailing ropes of un-swallowed saliva and sending her into another coughing, choking, gasping, fit. Alive yes, but just freeing her for another round of torture.

“Damn that’s some good tape. Thought we was going to loose her there for a minute Bob.” the director chuckled.

“No.” Bob said. , “ I know how far to go. Wasn’t going to kill the little slut. She just thinks so. It’s sort of like that water boarding stuff the spooks do. You know them rag heads just think their going to drown.”

The camera zoomed in on the wild desperate face. A stunningly beautiful face under other circumstances. A heart shaped face with long auburn curls and flashing green eyes. Right now the eyes were only flashing panic from a face covered in running mascara, sweat, tears and saliva.

Marissa was a small town girl who went gone boy crazy and was lured by the excitement of the big city. Things changed fast when Greyhound dumped the penniless runaway on the streets of LA. It didn’t take her long to figure that there were no jobs for fourteen year old runaways.

By the time she had starved off all her baby fat Marissa got smart enough to hook up with an older guy trading sex for food and shelter in order to survive.

Along the way she tried a little Coke and Meth and found that she got horny as hell on speed and could fuck for hours as long as she stayed high. That came in handy since the 36 year old “boyfriend” insisted on showing her off at wild parties that ended up with orgies and gang bangs.

Then he met a dude that recruited for the porn trade. When he found out what the going rate was he was all for it. So just for fun she played along. She did a couple of straight BJ scenes then a series of Perv scenes where her “co-star” was some older guy. She dressed up as a cheerleader or in a girl school outfit and called him “teacher, principal, or coach, whatever they told her. These started with some kind of punishment like a little spanking and ended with a BJ. Pretty boring stuff if you aren’t a Perv.

One day they matched her with a guy she was to call daddy and found out that they expected her to fuck him. At first she was nervous about “doing it” in front of the camera even though she had fucked a lot. This old fart would be just another in a long line of strange cocks that had used her young pussy so she got over it. The pay was better but it all went to her pimp. She had finally figured out that’d was all her so-called boyfriend was.

From X rated straight fucking, things spiraled out of control. Not that the young girl ever had any real control. Now at almost 16 she was an old hand in the business doing hard core rape scenes and wondering if she was going to live through the next minute or even if she wanted to live.

“Ok, now lets get some booty action.” the director called.

It wasn’t enough that she was doing ultra hard porn but this shit was being streamed live over the Internet live. They said over five hundred would be rapist perverts had ponyed up a grand a piece to watch the debauchery. Later her ordeal would be available to the rest of the net world for anybody anywhere to download for a few bucks.

The 15 year old was naked except for absurdly tall red-plastic high heels and a wide black dog collar buckled tightly around her small throat. Besides being part of her “costume” the collar provided a convenient handle for her abusers to jerk her around from one obscene position to another or choke her into submission.

In her desperation just to breath she had forgotten that the whole meal deal was that she was to be the filling in a human sandwich. A muscle bound freak named Marcus was stationed behind her. While the camera concentrated on the oral rape he held her firmly in place preventing her from attempting to back up and escape the smothering cock. Now he moved into action for his part of the show.

“Get up higher bitch. Hike yo ass on up there.” He demanded slapping her bare rear. She adjusted only to receive another stinging blow. “You can do better than that. Come on get that little ass on up to where I can take yo hole.” The helpless teen received another stinging blow. Her ass cheeks now glowing with red handprints.

She moved again and looking back she noticed one camera had moved back to show her reddened cheeks as powerful hands pulled them apart streaming a close up of her exposed sex to all the perverts watching on computers.

“Go ahead Marcus show our viewers a little pussy fucking. Don’t cost nothing extra,” the director laughed. “It’ll get you lubed up for her ass.”

The muscle bound porn star dipped his dick into her hole, pushed it in then pulled it all the way out. He did this several times giving the camera a close shot of her open pussy hole each time he pulled it out.

“You like that? You like that big black dick in you’re little pussy?”

The young girl just mumbled something which earned her another stinging blow. “Say it slut. Tell me how you like a big black dick in that skinny young pussy of your’s.

“Oh yes,” she complied. You’re dick feels really good. Really good in my tight, white, pussy.”

“That’s better slut just don’t want to think yo prejudiced or nothing.” He slapped her ass hard once again.

It didn’t feel bad in her pussy but he had the worst possible kind of dick for anal. Unlike most long dicked porn stars, his was shorter and fat. It looked like a the big end of a baseball bat and it was going to hurt her ass like hell. Of course they had planned it this way. This scene wasn’t supposed to be fun. Her pimp was getting big bucks because she was to get raped at both ends.

Bob had taken hold of the dog collar at her throat holding her firmly in place and one of the cameras was positioned to cover the shock and pain she was bound to display when Marcus forced her smallest hole.

The frantic teen stiffened as a pudgy digit entered her anus and twirled round and round greasing and loosening her up. Then two fingers were in stretching her little hole. It still didn’t hurt. Not really. At this point it wasn’t more than a big turd.

The freak stuck his dick back in her pussy and fucked her for awhile as he worked on her butt readying it for the final invasion. At last he removed his fingers. Took his dick out and brought it to her asshole and tried to push it past her tight muscle but it didn’t work. His cock was hard but not hard enough to push in.

“Damn. Loosen you fucking ass.” he commanded. “This cock’s going in that ass one way or another. You may as well get used to that. If you don’t open up I’ll rip you open with a ball bat and shove my dick in you’re bloody hole right behind it. You get that.”

“Give me some more of the K-Y shit. I’ll grease her up better then she gets one more chance. It’s up to you how you want this to happen but you ass hole is mine babe.”

This time the little girl gasped as he shoved two grease coated fingers way up in her ass and roughly worked them around. He repeated that several times packing her butt full of slippery K-Y then got back into position.

“Ok guys. Here goes. One big cock up one itty bitty butt hole.”

The girl desperately tried to relax her rectum. She knew it what was coming. She knew it was going to hurt and her ass desperately wanted to tighten up against the invader. Somehow she willed it to relax.

“Please go slow.” she begged pitifully.

“Sure kid. I ain’t gonna hurt ya more than I gots to.”

She knew that was a lie. They wanted to hurt her. His job was to force her ass and that’s what he was going to do.

His monster prick came against her rectum and he grasped the girls thin hips pulling her firmly against him. The pressure increased and increased again as he put his huge thighs into the game. Finally the inevitable happened. The pressure and the grease worked. His enormous circumcised dick-head popped in past her straining rectal muscle. Even expecting it the girl screamed until she almost fainted. Just the head was in her ass and she already felt that she was being ripped apart.

Marissa struggled violently choking herself on the dog collar trying to escape the massive anal invasion. The pain was horrible. More than she had ever experienced in her young life. The rape pervs were definitely getting their monies worth.

Bob roughly jerking the collar cutting off her air but holding her in place. There was no escape.

The freak momentarily held up to regroup and get the screaming clawing girl back under some sort of control. In pain her ass had involuntarily clamped down on his cock. The head was in but he was having trouble going deeper. He wanted to shove it in to the hilt but for now the resistance was just too much. He decided to just wait a little bit and hope she would get it together.

Marissa’s ass was screaming and tears of pain and rage were streaming down her face but she had stopped straining against the dog collar and could breath again. She could hear the men screaming at her to relax. Some of the guys standing around were laughing their asses off. She was totally humiliated but that was the least of her concerns. The panic was receding but how did they expect her to relax her ass when it hurt so bad.

“I can’t. I can’t. It hurts. Oh god it hurts too much. You’re tearing me apart. Don’t you know how much it HURTS? Please take it out. PLEASE. Oh god PLEASE.” she begged over and over but they wouldn’t let up.

No matter how much the girl begged the freak wouldn’t let up. Pressing forward slowly a millimeter at a time, the K-Y paved the way. The 15 year old runaway’s anus was slowly impaled by the one eyed monster.

Finally he yelled in triumph. “It’s in,” indeed the monitor showed that his pubic bone was firmly planted against the girls rectum and his cock was completely out sight in her hole.

The girl was barely conscious to hear the cheering in the studio. Holding the half conscious teen like a rag doll the freak slowly began to move his dick in and out. Just forcing her wasn’t enough. Now he was going to fuck her and shoot his load up that raped hole.

Once that much was established the director told the Bob he wanted shots of them both doing her at once.

He moved around in front and slapped her dazed face to wake her up, to get her attention. “Ok, I won’t hold your nose this time just make a pussy out of you’re mouth so we can finish up. He held her head up and slid his hard-on in the O she had formed with her lips. The rapist just slowly, almost gently, fucked the girls mouth. He didn’t even force her throat. Not at first anyway.

The two guys settled into a rhythm. The girl was in too much shock to even know what was going on. One going in as the other pulled out, like their cocks were sawing her in two.

Bob, in front, became more ardent, his second orgasm approaching, pumping deeper and faster. Ropes of saliva ran past his dick and down the girls face pooling on the floor. Finally he pulled out and began jerking off in her dazed face. Barely knowing what she was doing the raped girl continued to make and O, a target, as he came all over her face and shot load after load inside the O.

The freak pulled out briefly displaying the girls horribly stretched and bloody asshole. Then jumping around front he crammed his bloody shit stained dick in the her still open mouth. Within seconds his cum flooded her throat faster than she could swallow and the rest leaked past the girls lips and joined the pool of body fluids on the floor.

When released, the girl collapsed to the floor not hearing the cheers and whistles of the crew. The e-mails were overwhelmingly positive with many requests for a repeat. The file went on to become a classic and one of the most downloaded on the Internet.

                                                               

 

 The car wouldn’t start again. This was the third time this month and I didn’t have the money to get it fixed. Cal was no good with fixing mechanical things and the only person I could think of who was a mechanic was my younger sister’s boyfriend Robert. Sure, he was tall, handsome and had a rugged sort of charm but he hit the bottle to hard for my liking. It also seemed to me that he never gave Peggy a moments rest. She complained constantly about fending off his lewd behavior from the moment he met her. Robert had one thing on his mind and his hands were always trying to go places they shouldn’t. Well it couldn’t be helped, I needed the car to run my errands and Dave was out of diapers. I rang up the old house and asked Peggy to help me out. Robert was here in a flash. You can add delinquent to that list of unlikable qualities. He was obviously skipping school to do this.

 He arrived and immediately went to the garage, toolbox in hand. By the time I made sure my boy was settled in and walked back to the garage I could see the hood was open and he was bent over the engine. As I stood behind him I noticed his t-shirt had pulled out of his jeans exposing the crack of his ass. “Well Robert, what do you think? Can it be fixed?” I asked. He rose from his work and turned to face me, “Yeah, I think I can fix it. It’ll take a couple of hours.” He replied as he stared up and down at me undressing me with his eyes. I felt naked in front of him folded my arms across my chest and my legs shifted back and forth under my dress. “Good I’ll be up at the house if you need me,” I answered as I turned and quickly strode back to the house to escape the gaze of those x-ray eyes of his. It wasn’t until I heard the slamming of the screen door behind me that I let out a sigh of relief. I busied myself cleaning the kitchen and chasing Dave. A couple of hours passed and I could see Bob’s legs sticking out from under the car. The occasional clanging of metal against metal followed by a string of curse words that shouldn’t be uttered much less shouted testified to his progress. I was just laying the boy down for his afternoon nap when pounding on the screen door startled me. “Yeah, Pat I think I got it. Could you come out here a minute, I need a hand with reattaching something,” Bob asked. “OK! Give me a minute. I gotta put the boy down for his nap,” I answered. I tucked Dave in and checked to make sure he was asleep before going out to see what Bob wanted. Bob was leaning against the car smoking a cigarette when I finally arrived. He flicked away his cigarette and turned to me saying, “I need you to get under the car and hold a part for me while I reattach it.” With that he pointed to the dolly and strode to the workbench to retrieve the part. I could do this, I thought, as I lay on the dolly careful to tuck my dress between my legs so it wouldn’t snag in the wheels. I lay back on the dolly and pulled myself under the engine to a position where I could see his face peering down at me from the open hood. He positioned the part on the front of the block and told me to hold it while he reattached it. “Use both hands, hold it tight. He disappeared for a moment and reappeared holding a wrench. He began to tighten some bolts. His efforts caused the entire car to shake above me. My arms were starting to get tired and began to tremble from the effort. “You about done?” I asked. Once again I saw his face peering down at me through the open hood. “Yeah, I gotta put in just one more thing,” he replied and disappeared to retrieve it.

 That’s when I felt his hands on my ankles. I shrugged, we must have finished. Instead of pulling on my ankles to pull me out he spread them apart and I realized that must have given him quite the view. “Robert, what are you doing?” I demanded. “Like I said I have one more piece to insert,” came his reply. I felt his hand on the waistband of my panty’s and than he tore them off with one mighty tug. I tried to struggle but the car pinned me in. I felt something hard press against my vagina and than he was in me. He was stretching me in ways I hadn’t thought possible. “Robert, you’ve got to stop. This is rape, Robert!” I cried.  “Go ahead and yell Baby, you know you like it,” he grunted as he rammed his man meat into me. His big cock ramming in and out of me was making my body respond in ways I didn’t want it to. I felt my pussy flood with juices to ease his way and my heart began to race, it was becoming difficult to catch my breath. I found my hips betraying me as they rose to meet his thrusts. “God, Robert you feel good,” I moaned. He pulled me out from under the car and I wrapped my arms around his neck to kiss him. He kept pounding away at me as he grabbed the neckline of my dress and tore it open to the waist. Now only my bra blocked his path to my breasts and he ripped it asunder. His grease stained hands now grasped my breasts so hard milk leaked from my nipples. His head bent to suckle them, sending spasms of sheer ecstasy through my body. He was fucking me so hard and I was loving every minute of it. This was wrong in so many ways and I didn’t care. I just wanted him to come inside me. “That’s it! Fuck Me Robert!” I could feel his cock so far inside me and my pussy stretched so wide I swore it would burst. My breasts ached and milk leaked from them splashing everywhere. Robert bent and began to suckle as his cock pounded into me. I howled, “Suck Me dry Bobby, Suck Me!” and Robert eagerly complied. It felt as though he sucked first one and then the other dry. “Baby I’m gonna CUM!” he shouted as his rampaging cock exploded deep within my cunt. I orgasmed in ways I hadn’t thought possible. We lay exhausted on the ground next to the car.

 Robert stirred and stood pulling up his jeans and buckled his belt. He offered me his hand and pulled me up. I slipped off the remnants of my bra and bent to pick up the tattered remnants of my panty’s and tossed them in the garbage. I arranged what was left of the front may dress to conceal my breasts and mustered what dignity I had left to stagger to the house. I peeked around the corner of the door to Dave’s room to see my little angel had slumbered through the whole thing. I turned and walked across the hall to my bedroom to change out of my dress and replace my undergarments. I let the dress slide from my arms and looked at my red swollen breasts, watching them with some fascination as milk dripped from their swollen nipples, I pushed my dress over my hips and let it fall to the floor. “Now that is what I’m talking about!” I heard Roberts voice. There in the doorway stood Robert he stepped into the room peeling off his grease and sweat stained t-shirt. “Bobby, the boy?” I pleaded motioning to the door. “Well, I guess we’ll have to be quiet?” Robert replied as he dropped his pants. My eyes opened in amazement at the monster of my desire’s passion that sprang from his crotch. I did not know that a man’s cock could grow to such monstrous dimensions. This time I didn’t fight at all quite the contrary I wanted him. I embraced him and kissed him as I had never kissed a man before. I pushed him on the bed to straddle his waist; my hand grasped his cock and guided it to my beckoning pussy. I groaned as I sank down his pole welcoming it into my body with a flood of lubricating juices. It felt as if he was splitting me in two and I was loving every fucking inch of it. I rode him slow but hard lifting my body till he almost popped out only to ram it back into me by dropping my weight on him. He grasped my gyrating tits and milk flowed from them increasing my arousal. “That’s it, milk me Bobby!” I groaned. By now we were both gasping for air and moaning our arousal. Nothing mattered except my impending orgasm, which washed over me in a tidal wave of ecstasy as I felt his cock spew forth, it’s hot load again. I fell into his arms and we snuggled in each other’s embrace for several minutes exchanging kisses. I opened my eyes to tell him how wonderful he made me feel. There was David standing by the bed. “Whatcha doing Mommy?” he asked. I pulled the sheet across our naked bodies and took his arm, “We were playing baby,” I answered. I rose from the bed wrapping the sheet across my naked form as I rose. With a firm grip on his arm I led him back to his bed, tucking him in I kissed his forehead and pulled the door shut behind me as I left the room. As I reentered my bedroom I found a naked Bob standing by the doorway. He pulled the sheet from my grasp allowing it to fall to the floor as he embraced me and kissed me backing me against the now closed bedroom door. “I rocked your world, didn’t I baby!” He stated as he mashed his body against mine.

 I drew a deep breath and in the most serious tone of voice I could muster I stated, “Bobby this never happened. I swear Bobby you tell anyone and I’ll kill you.” Bobby thought a moment and turned away to retrieve his clothes. As he was tucking his shirt in to his waistband and buckling his pants, he walked up to me, nose to nose he muttered with a sneer, “Don’t worry baby not a word.”  With that he pulled the door open, left the room, down the hallway and out of my house but not out of my life. He married my sister not a year later, after he knocked her up with Debbie. Of course it wasn’t his first, I had Candy three months before they married. She has her father’s eyes. Every time I look at her I see my own weakness and I despise her for it.    

     Having amassed a plethora of academic achievements since third grade, he had graduated with honors at an early age. Consequent upon serving his internship at Sinai in LA, Dr Raglan completed his Doctorate in Applied Nuclear Physiology, becoming the nation's youngest consulting surgeon in seventy-five years and with the plaudits came an extraordinarily attractive young wife, a living standard to rival Bill Gates and inevitably, one son and two daughters - seventeen, sixteen and fourteen years of age respectively. None of which it must be said, impacted but momentarily on his darker contemplations that had by now reached the stage of minor disquiet if not early anxiety.

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    "Will that be all sir?"...Just five words - enough though to have sealed the poor girl's fate!

     Dr Raglan looked up into the face that had uttered them. But for the slightest of muscular tics in his upper cheek, his demeanor gave nothing away.

    "Yes, thank you......Roslyn," he smiled, looking at the name badge pinned only centimetres above the unobtrusive convexity of her left breast.

     Pre-programmed cogs were clicking into place somewhere within his cranial cavity. There was no doubt, it was her.

    "Beautiful" didn't cover it, she was exquisite! Angelic in the most literal sense of the word, with utterly delicate features that God obviously oversaw the creation of personally. This was no assembly-line replicant. Wonderfully animated little face that played host to soft but oh! so kissable lips, high cheeks with the lightest blush adorning them. Those clear blue eyes proclaimed their owner's youth and innocence while managing not to detract from her flawless complexion and shining brown hair that, curling softly to her shoulders, might in years to come have provided a silky and sweet-smelling haven for many future lovers to run their fingers through, whilst whispering words of endearment into those shapely and feminine little ear-lobes.

     Even beneath the rather plain check-out uniform she had obviously a most attractive body. Curved to perfection in all the right places and packed within a compact, five-three, one-twenty pound frame. She could have been no more than fifteen or sixteen.

     During the next three weeks, the good doctor made a point of checking-out exclusively through aisle six. The most skeletal of conversations with the girl not only reinforced a two-way familiarity between them, but added the pertinent information that she attended the De La Salle College for girls in Ainsworth County, was in fact sixteen, living at home and as yet without her first boyfriend. He even discovered what hours she worked and the bus route home she normally took.

     When money is no object and in Andrew Raglan's case - that was an understatement, illicit dealings are considerably easier to organise. In the next month or so a rather pretty little cottage on the outskirts of town was added to his already bulging property portfolio. It was the expansive cellar directly beneath the kitchen - accessible by trapdoor, that had caught his eye. Amazing what a couple of thousand bucks can do to tizz up a room.

     The rain was sleeting down as Roslyn made her way out of the shop just a few weeks later. It was late fall and she wanted to get home before dark. She opened up the umbrella and stepped out on to the sidewalk. Having taken little more than a couple of steps, a late model BMW pulled alongside her, the near-side passenger's window lowering itself.

    "Hello Roslyn, could I give you a lift somewhere? Home perhaps? Hardly the evening to be out walking in this weather is it?." The face was both familiar and friendly.

    "Oh Hi Doctor Raglan," she breezed, having absolutely no reason to doubt his integrity. "The bus stop is just a few blocks if that's OK?" he opened the door for her and she slid in, almost snapping a couple of the umbrella's spindles as she closed the door hurriedly.

    "Look I can easy drop you home sweetie," he offered, "You live in Cranstone Valley I think you said?....that's only ten minutes from my own house."

    "You sure it's not out of your way?" she asked softly.

    "So ultimately polite," he was thinking...."Of course not," he told her. "Can't have you getting sopping wet in this rain can we?"

     Even now, the wipers were at full throttle in their quest to maintain a decent view forwards. The occupants' combined body-heat however was beginning to cause a build-up of mist on the inside of the vehicle's windscreen.

     Just having the girl seated within groping range was enough to flip his switch. Already, hazy images of Roslyn's cruelly abused body lying beneath him and her easily-imagined pleas for mercy were igniting his ardor. He had to remain in control, he just had to.

    "Have you ever let a boy put his hand in your panties?" he asked her suddenly as if it were the most normal question in the world.

    The girl blushed bright red...."What????" she stammered..."N-n-no, of course not," she squeezed out....her mind suddenly a maelstrom of desperate confusion.

    "It figures," he murmured, "Cute little girls like you don't have sex until you're married do they? Bet you've never even said "fuck" have you?" His eyes were still on the road ahead.

    "You'd better let me out please, I want to walk," she said, her pretty voice shaking, "You can just drop me at these lights right here," she added, moving across to open the door as the car slowed to a crawl. Try as she might however, the handle would not engage. So heavy was the rain now you could barely see ten yards ahead - there was no-one around.

    "Child-proof locks sweetheart," he grinned, "No way to open that door." The car began to accelerate away from the crossing.

    "I don't want you to take me home," she half-sobbed.. "Just let me out."

    "I'm sorry Roslyn," he smiled across at her. "I shouldn't have been talking about your sexy little panties should I? Very rude of me. Anyway....I'm not taking you home - well least not to your home for a while?" He stared ahead, navigating with care.

     She looked around in desperation. How could this be happening to her? Of all people in the world, she thought she would have been safe with .this man.

    "Where are you taking me then?" she asked, her voice quivering

   "It's a surprise," he answered. "You'll really like it!" So saying he leaned across and before she could instigate the most basic of defense tactics, he slipped a hand right up beneath her skirt and with his middle finger, traced the indentation of her vaginal lips right down between her legs. She forced his hand out....too shocked even to scream.

    "Very nice m'dear," he muttered approvingly. "One very hot little pussy by the feel of it. Do you flirt with your daddy Roslyn?...imagine him fucking you perhaps? Pretty sure my eldest daughter - she's your age by the way" - has the hots for me some nights. Probably time I did something about that come to think of it. Damn right I should!"

     Just the thought suddenly of sixteen-year old Rachel stretched out in the back seat there, giggling madly as he probed the softness up between her legs, caused him to shiver with mad desire.

     Crying now, she just clutched her bag and umbrella to her, looking desperately for a way out of her unheralded threatening situation. Neither spoke for several minutes. It wasn't until she noticed the Beamer slowing to negotiate what looked like a quite steep driveway that she slipped into a serious funk.

     She watched helplessly as the steel roller-door admitted the black sedan, closing almost noiselessly behind them. Lights came on automatically and she could see just ahead of the car, another door that obviously was designed to give internal access to the house.

     Exiting the car, Dr Raglan walked around to the passenger's side and held the door open. "After you my dear and please, no contrived heroics - there's no way out of here without either a key or a swipe-card...and I'm afraid I have both."

     Having but little choice, she got out of the car, more than aware of his lustful appraisal of her young body, semi-protected as it was by her outer jacket. He used a key to open the connecting door and she found herself led into a small hallway. As if reading her earlier thoughts he said to her,

    "Why not take that wet-weather jacket off Roslyn, there's no rain forecast for inside the house."

    "I'll keep it on thanks," she replied, with not a little vehemence.

     Fully unprepared for such, his vicious backhander sent her sprawling to the floor. Far from dredging up any compassion, all he saw was the girl's skirt riding well up her thighs. Was that just the slightest crescent of light blue cotton panties he could see skulking there?

    "When you address me - keep a civil tongue in your head missy," he railed at her. I'm forty seven - you're sixteen...remember that!"

     Never having been exposed to such violence, the young girl sat up holding her mouth where a trickle of blood now exited her mouth at the corner. She began sobbing in total dread of what lay in store for her. Pulling the girl to her feet he removed her jacket and as calmly as you please, placed a hand on her right breast which he began to lewdly fondle as she wriggled in embarrassment. Between his legs, multiple .exe files were preparing to launch his never-used rape software.

     Tying her wrists behind her back now with cable-ties he had earlier had the presence of mind to leave on the work-bench, he pushed the girl into a high-back chair.

     "Don't you move that sexy little ass 'till I tell you, OK?"

     She then watched in complete panic as he pulled up the trap-door beneath which she could see stairs leading downwards. Flipping a switch somewhere, she could make-out now some sort of room that looked and smelt like it had recently been renovated. Propelling her to her feet, he instructed her to descend the stairs. Sensing this was her last chance for rescue she began screaming but found her endeavors stymied by a strong hand flush across her mouth.

    "Plenty of opportunity to scream your pretty little face off down there Roslyn," he hissed, dragging her to the trap-door. "Matter of fact, I want you to scream - as much as you like!"

     As the trap closed above her, she sensed there was to be no rescue. She was going to have to ride this out - whatever he had planned for her and that really didn't take too much deductive logic - even for a naïve sixteen-year old schoolgirl.

    "You're going to rape me aren't you?" she asked almost casually as he removed the clamped hand from across her mouth, taking in simultaneously the fact that the room contained simply a double-bed and some peripheral furniture including a gigantic plasma television on the far wall.

    "That I am sweetheart," he replied. "Matter of fact, I don't even think we need those wrists of yours tied behind your back...detracts from the overall reality of the moment." He moved behind her and undid the ties, before pushing her roughly on to the bed.

     She gasped in surprise but had little time for further contemplation as he sat down beside her on the bed and tried to kiss her. Pushing him away in disgust she tried to get up.

    "That's the spirit," he laughed, "Now let's see what a sweet and innocent little thing like you keeps hidden under her skirt," So saying, he forced a hand between her legs causing the hemline to inch its way above her knees. The softness of her inner thighs and the heat resident there was impacting on his lust and he began rubbing her panties with a fervor.

    "God, if this wasn't worth the twenty year wait," he mumbled, clearly aroused by Roslyn's struggles. "Pleeaase don't...." she sobbed as his hand slipped beneath the thin cotton and began prising her virginal lips apart.

    "Fuck this - I want to see what I'm doing," he said. Then in one dexterous move, he ripped her skimpy panties down to her ankles and pushed her skirt clear of her waist. For just a moment, the sight of her youthful vagina so wholly exposed, together with the proliferation of tight little brown curls on nearby sentry-duty, blew his mind. He began rubbing her the length of that wonderfully hot little slit - revelling in such forbidden sensations. Futilely pleading with him to let her go, she failed to realise that all this was achieving was to arouse him further.

     He could hold off no longer.

     Prostrate across her now, he unzipped his fully erect partner-in-crime and placed the head at the girl's sacred portal. She cried out at her impending fate. With little finesse but considerable zeal one might say, Dr Raglan simply thrust up hard against the teenager's up-till-then dutifully preserved hymen. It was definitely a case of pleading "no contest."

     Roslyn screamed as the cruel intruder tore away the flap-of-a-lifetime and lay there sobbing and open-mouthed in horror as she felt the most unwelcome of penile thrusts intrude upon the sanctity of her most private bodily orifice. Worse - it was her fertile period she knew and the thought of her falling pregnant merely added to the hopelessness of the situation.

     Despite it all, she could feel her body responding to the rape and even if only an automatic reaction to lessen the discomfort - she knew she was wet down there.

     Sensorily overloaded, Raglan was grunting like a Neanderthal as he fucked the slight form beneath him. Seizing the girl's top he simply ripped the material all the way to her belly fully exposing her matching light blue bra. As she cried out in pain and embarrassment he leered at her predicament and began fondling both breasts with a passion.

    "Bet your daddy would like to have a play with these little mounds," he teased her, pulling both free of their soft cups as he spoke. She winced as he squeezed one nipple and pulled the other. She could feel him swelling inside her.

    Aware of his imminent ejaculation, he started penetrating her with such force she began to scream anew. Watching as her small breasts shook like jelly beneath his thrusts, he drove right off the cliff edge itself. With a roar of what amounted to two decades' pent-up frustration, he then emptied his very best vintage deep inside that virginal cavity spraying the walls with super-heated gel. The girl's body was crushed beneath her unchosen partner and even as he withdrew gasping for breath, she just lay there, legs still apart - sobbing for that which could never return.

     Far from quelling his carnal lust however, all the rape had achieved was to feed his elitist desires. There was yet so much more humiliation to heap upon this innocent - getting her naked for one thing!

     Whilst she yet murmured and sobbed, cupping her ruptured pussy as she was with both hands, he rolled her over on to her tummy and was presented immediately with a new visual challenge - a rounded and sexy little sixteen-year old bottom. Swiftly unhooking the skirt he discarded the item whence it joined her panties on the carpet beside the bed. Ripping her tattered blouse and bra free of her body as she moaned and begged not to be stripped, it was the work of but a few seconds until she lay there completely nude and any way you look at it....a fully awesome sight with a few filmy strings of his cum oozing out of her abused pussy and down her inner thighs. All he was seeing was that curvy little bum!

     The first smack wasn't designed for pain - more of an exploratory nature and an opportunity to just watch those hot little cheeks jiggle in response.

    "A while since your daddy paddled you I'm thinking?" he muttered, delivering a second spank to the other cheek. "What he'd give to see his little girl right now eh? Getting it from a surgeon of all people too. He'd be so hard watching this Roslyn, I figure he'd be fucking you every night until he died."

     The third spank was brutal. The young girl screamed "No..please... stop it...that hurts badly!" as she tried to cover her backside with her hands. By the sixth smack she was crying her eyes out and her bottom crimson with his handprints. Still he beat her, occasionally allowing his hand to creep beneath her chest so he could take a hold of one or both breasts and squeeze them till she screamed at him to let them go.

     Almost unconscious with the pain, she felt herself dragged by the hips to the edge of the bed.

    "I have just the perfect treatment for a nasty sore bottom young lady," he teased her, parting her legs as he stared at his reddening handiwork. "A nice little pussy fucking - doggie style."

     Even as she half-stirred to initiate some futile resistance, he had his erection back in hand - fully restored to its original swollen glory. Inserting it between the folds of her gaping vaginal lips he pushed in so hard, her face was forced into the coverlet. This time, he took her like an animal - grunting and fawning over her, even dribbling with lust over her bottom as he plundered that which was never his to plunder.

     Roslyn screamed out as his penetrations became unbearably deep. Sadly she discovered she could only lessen the pain by spreading her legs wider and this of course can only give a committed rapist, quite the wrong idea. Mercifully, Dr Raglan was unable to prolong "completion" as it were, and not two minutes later, spurted his second seminal donation far up inside her butchered cavity.

    "You are such a hot little cunt sweetheart," he told her, patting her scarlet bottom as she lay draped across the edge of the bed fully expended. "Don't mind me using the word "cunt" do you? After all that's what it is." As he spoke, he pushed his hand roughly up between her legs once more, crudely fingering the girl's abused vagina.

    "You can call it that yourself if you want to," he added, a debauched smile flitting across his face.

     The intrusion of his digit caused further cum to trickle out of her, still tinged as it was with traces of blood. He sat down beside her for a moment allowing his respiratory rate to even out while he watched the demeaning spectacle.

    "Now, I have something in the way of a little entertainment for you Roslyn," he grinned. "Kind of in keeping with the mood of the situation." Shucking off his trousers and underpants he walked across to the Plasma screen and pressed a few buttons. "Paid a lot of money for this - so try to show some appreciation please." He eased her over on to her back and pulled her up until she was laying on his chest, flush up against the bed-head. The fact that she was naked, barely registering with her any longer. Her pussy was visibly swollen now and both breasts so sore from his constant and fully unwanted touch. Soft as the coverlet was, her bottom was on fire still. It was only the fact that she wanted revenge on this degenerate that kept any shred of sanity present within her chronically depressed mind-set.

     The images appearing now on-screen did little to increase Roslyn's hope for an early release from her unenviable predicament.

     A young girl, some years younger than herself even, was being shepherded into what looked like a rather untidy bedroom by four men, all well into middle-age. The girl looked terrified and kept asking them to let her go. It was obviously not being "acted".....no-one's that good Roslyn was thinking to herself. Dressed in her school uniform she couldn't have been much more than twelve or thirteen. This was quickly confirmed when one of the men seized the girl from behind, pinioning her arms behind her back, while two others ripped her school blouse open and worked her tiny breasts free of the little white bra. The girl began sobbing and crying out for her father.

    "Nothing sexier than a really young girl's tits," Dr Raglan muttered, beginning to fondle once again, those of his captive audience. "Don't you agree Roslyn?" He began pulling her bare nipples which, being as sore as they were, caused her to wriggle in extreme discomfort.

     On screen, one man was beginning to suck the girl's nipple hard while the others cupped and rubbed her other mound with insensitive lust. The fourth man meanwhile had commenced feeling the girl up from neck to knee, one hand sliding obscenely down across her hips and bottom, then up between her legs where he was obviously now rubbing or fingering her panties while she wailed forlornly.

     At the point they pushed her backwards on the bed and started pulling her panties down while she pleaded for help, Roslyn looked away, crying now herself.

    "Watch the screen, I told you" Dr Raglan ordered, forcing her head up. "This is the best part." She was disgusted to feel his erection pressing now into her lower back, as his hands, observing free license, began to traverse her hips, on the way to her vagina where he freely began fingering her pussy crudely, emulating the suffering of the young girl on the bed.

    As the first man worked his way between the youngster's legs, easing them apart, to show the camera an almost hairless slit, an innocent little receptacle cruelly exposed to a world of lust years before its time, Roslyn could hear Dr Raglan's grunts of perverted indulgence behind her as his free hand was obviously occupied in hedonistic pleasures. Just seconds after the screen rapist thrust up inside the hapless teenager as she screamed in pain and embarrassment, she felt him push her off his chest.

    "Get on your knees Ros, I want to wank over your butt. Do it now!" he cuffed her hard across the back of the head as she hesitated.

    Under threat of duress, she crawled on to all fours. Tears streamed down her face as she watched the poor girl on screen suffer the first of four agonising rapes. Behind her, Dr Raglan was beating off in a vocalised. frenzy, and no sooner had the first man cum in the sobbing girl's virginal orifice than she felt two fingers forced hard up inside her own pussy followed by a hot stream of something that definitely wasn't caramel topping, snaking across her bottom and lower back.

    The terrible images and sounds of the young girl's sexual debasement faded suddenly as Roslyn's captor used the remote to switch the TV off.

    "I need a rest Roslyn," he told her. "Maybe you could use a break too?" He laughed at his own joke. "I'm gonna leave you untied down here, 'cause there's no way out except through the trap door - and I'll be in the kitchen. There's a small bathroom over there - he indicated a door in the far wall to the left of the bed - so you can go freshen up. Even put your sexy little bra and panties back on if you want.

    "Oh and if you want to watch any more of that "Days of Our Rapes" disc - I'll leave the remote here for you." He grinned at her. "Hey, if you're a really good girl, I might even fix you a sandwich and a soft drink....

To be continued....

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Opening the door fully, I started apologising. Leading him in to the kitchen, I sat him down at the table, and got him water and a cloth to rinse his eyes and calm his throat.

‘What the fuck were you doing trying to get in here at this time of the night?’ I cried. Now that I saw he was ok, just a bit sniffy, I was pissed off.

‘I didn’t want to knock because I didn’t want to wake up Grant. So I tried picking the lock’ he replied simply.

‘You fucking twat! What the fuck did you try and do that for? And what are you doing here in the first place?’

‘Well, I just fancied a chat is all’

‘A chat? Mick, sweetie, it’s 3 in the morning. What could you possibly want to chat about?’ I looked in his eyes; they were bloodshot as Hell. ‘You’re off your head again aren’t you? I thought you stopped taking smack? If I can do it anyone can. I told you that I’d help you come off it. For fuck sake Mick, you’re 46. Time to start acting like it’.

I stared at him, willing him to say something. When he did, it wasn’t what I was expecting.

‘Yea well, what the fuck would you know? You’re 18. You’ve got your life ahead of you. I haven’t got fuck all.’ He stared down at his hands then looked up at me. ‘Please Jade, you have to help me.’

‘Why can’t Emma do it? She got off it as well. She could help you. I mean she’s your wife for fucks sake. She’ll definitely help you’

‘No she won’t’

‘Why not?’

‘We’re getting divorced’

‘Over what?’

‘That bird I was shagging. She found out, kicked me out and reckons she’s going to file for divorce’

I looked at him, and sat down next to him, helping him rinse out his eyes ‘That’s fucked up. You shagging around I mean, not her divorcing you. Why the fuck did you marry her if you still wanted to shag around?’

‘Well Mandy’s a good fuck. And Emma ain’t been putting out lately’ He winced as I accidentally poked him in the eye

‘Sorry’ I said softly. ‘And I’m sorry that your marriage is going tits up. You got anywhere to stay?’

‘No. No one will have me because of the drugs’

‘You can stay here but you have to try and get yourself clean. Tell you what. Have Katie’s room. It’s got a lock on it. She can sleep in the kitchen for a while, I’ll lock you in there and you can detox. I’ll help you’

‘What about Grant? Won’t he mind?’

‘Probably, but it’s my house, not his and you’re a mate. You always help a mate right?’

He looked at me and smiled. Taking my hand in his, he kissed it softly. ‘I really appreciate this. It means a lot to me. I’ll find someway to pay you back’ He looked at me and winked.

‘Mick, I’m with Grant now. I don’t shag around any more. And it doesn’t work with you and me. We tried remember?’ I stood up and kissed the top of his head. ‘Wait here. I’ll go and sort out Katie, then put new bed sheets on. I’m sure you don’t want kitten hair everywhere!’

I went upstairs, shutting the front door as I passed it. Unlocking Katie’s room, I picked her up, took her ‘cat bed’ which she never uses downstairs, and plonked her in the kitchen. She looked at me lazily out of one eye before hissing softly to let me know she wasn’t happy at being thrown out of her room. I stroked her for a couple of minutes and soon she was fast asleep. With Mick following me upstairs, I shut off all the lights, grabbing some clean sheets from the cupboard. As I started to strip the bed, I could feel Micks' hands on my ass. I pushed them away, time and again before getting fed up. I turned round and looked him, raising an eyebrow. He grinned at me before backing down.

‘Ok, ok, no touching. I get it’

‘Yea, and no doing anything else either before you think of it’ I warned him

‘I wouldn’t dream of doing anything!’

I pointed to the chair in the corner. ‘Sit. Good boy. Stay!’ I laughed softly and he smiled at me.

‘I miss you’

That threw me off completely ‘You what?’

‘I miss you. I miss being with you, chilling out together. Remember that time when we were at mine and you fell asleep on me?’

‘That was like 2 years ago sweetie. Time to move on. Forget the past. I was 16 then and you were what? 44? Things change. I got my own place, a new boyfriend and I got clean. Ok, so you’re getting divorced and you’re still a raving smackhead but look at the things you got going for you.’

‘Like what?’

‘Well, you got fair amount of money, decent car, you get laid pretty much when you want, you’re still good looking for your age. Work on it. Act on it!’

‘Yea I suppose so. But I haven’t got the one thing I want’

I dropped on the bed to put the pillowcases on ‘And what’s that then?’

‘Someone that understands me. I mean truly understands me. Someone like you’

I looked at him hard. He had a strange look in his eyes. I’d seen that look before. That was the look he usually got right before he hit someone. But he wouldn’t hit me would he? I’m 18 years old, I’m 5’4 and I’m practically anorexic. I couldn’t beat up a fly. He was 46, still nippy for his age, 6’5 and built like a brick shithouse. I quickly shoved the cases on the pillows, shoved the quilt in the cover and went to leave. At the door I looked over at him ‘Night Mick. See you in the morning. Try and get a good nights sleep’

I’d just opened the door when I felt hands in my hair, tugging me backwards and then all of a sudden I was kissing him, pulling him into me, running my hands over his body. I quickly came to my senses and pushed him away, panting softly and looking at him accusingly.

‘Hey, you wanted it as much as I did babe.’ He smiled at me and moved towards me. I backed away, my hands behind me, trying to feel for the door handle. I found it and pulled it open.

‘Goodnight Mick’ I said pointedly. He nodded. ‘Night sweetheart’.

I turned around and walked out of the room. Not a minute later I felt his arm around my neck, strangling me. I gurgled and fought to keep my balance. He dragged me back into his room and clamped his other hand over my mouth.

‘Now, if you’re a good little girl, this won’t hurt and you’ll be ok. Piss me off and I can make it hurt a lot. You get me? Nod if you understand’ he shook me a bit. I tried to nod but I couldn’t move my head. I squeaked at him and he released my neck a bit.

‘Understand?’

I nodded. Yes, I do want to understand, no I don’t want to get hurt, yes I’ll be good. Well. That’s what he thinks. I’ve never been one to go without a fight. He let go of me and I opened my mouth to scream. I never even saw it coming. I felt his fist smack into my cheek and I fell sideways against the bed. He stood over me ‘I told you to behave’. He kicked me in the side and I curled up in a ball, trying to breathe. I could see Mick pacing around, muttering to himself. I knew what smack did to people, Christ I was on it myself for 3 years, but I’ve never seen anyone like this before.

I started to pull myself up on the bed, inching up slowly, hoping he wouldn’t notice. He did. Bang! Back down on the floor I went. I lay dazed, struggling for breath, seeing stars. After my vision had cleared, he was standing over me holding a knife waving it about. I caught my breath then relaxed. It was one of my kitchen knives. I knew for a fact they were blunt as fuck because I kept meaning to have them sharpened. I smiled to myself, and drawing in a deep breath I screamed out for Grant. Then I remembered. Whenever he comes off night shifts he takes sleeping pills to send him off, otherwise he’s awake all night. He’d be dead to the world now, and if I weren’t careful I’d be dead to. He lashed out again, hitting me with the knife handle

‘Bitch,’ he hissed ‘Don’t you ever scream like that again or I’ll slit your fucking throat. Get me?’

I nodded, keeping quiet, swallowing the whimper that was trying to escape.

‘Get up’ He waved the knife in my direction. I pulled myself up and stood in front of him, looking at him defiantly. Curling and uncurling my hands into balls, I considered whether or not to throw a punch at him. Making a decision, I dropped into a fighting stance which years of martial arts had taught me. Quick as a flash, I threw a punch at him, hitting him square on the jaw. His head rocked to the side and he spat out a piece of bloody lip. When he turned to face me, I was ready for him. Throwing another punch I hit him in the eye and he reeled back. I followed it up with a roundhouse kick, then got a bit cocky. I spun round, ready for a spinning kick, but he was quicker than I was. Grabbing my leg, he wrenched it upward. My vision went red as I felt the pain. I screamed loudly, partly from the pain, partly to try and wake up Grant. Pulling my leg even higher, he yanked me forward into him. I could feel his heartbeat, and I knew he’d be able to feel mine pounding. I looked up at him and he glared at me with a smirk.

‘Won’t be trying that again in a hurry, will you?’ I shook my head, trying to get my leg free without it hurting too much. In the end I stood still, waiting for what he would do next.

I didn’t have to wait long. Letting go of my ankle, he picked my up by the waist and threw me against the wall, so I landed on the bed. I flexed my leg a bit, assessing the damage. Deciding I wasn’t strong enough to try kicking him again, I went for the punching option. Lashing out, he caught my wrist and twisted my arm, bending my in half.

‘You should learn by now. You might get a few hits in but you’ll always come off way worse than me sweetheart’

‘Don’t fucking call me that’ I gritted my teeth, wincing in pain as he twisted my arm even more.

‘I’ll call you whatever the fuck I like you stupid whore’ He snarled. He twisted my arm, harder this time and I heard an audible crack. Nausea welled up in my stomach and I had to stop myself from being sick. He released my arm and my wrist hung at a funny angle. It’s one I’ve broken many times before, and he knew that it was weaker than my left. I cradled my wrist and looked up at him. Mick’s always been a sucker for the girlie crying routine so I thought it might be worth a shot. I let the tears start rolling down my face.

‘Why Mick, why? I’m trying to help you. I’m letting you stay in my house until you get back on your feet. I haven’t done anything to you except help you!’

He sat down beside me, pulling me close and stroking my hair.

‘I know baby, I know. But I wanna fuck, and you’re the only one available. I did tell you if you behaved you wouldn’t get hurt but you didn’t listen. I’m sorry babe, but if this is the way it has to be, then it’s the way it has to be.’ He pushed me away and started pacing the room again. ‘If you’d just done what I told you then you wouldn’t have got hurt. I had to break your wrist. You weren’t listening. You weren’t being a good girl. You were misbehaving. I had to punish you. I had no other choice. Are you going to be good now?’

I thought for a moment, then nodded and let the tears keep coming. He tried to soothe me, wiping away my tears, and for a moment, I saw a glimpse of the Mick I knew so well. Then, all of a sudden, he was kissing me, forcing me back onto the bed, tearing at my strap top, ripping it off me as I tried to fight him off with one hand. He grabbed my broken wrist and I screamed in pain, trying to get him off with my good hand. He slapped me hard round the face and I bit my lip, drawing blood. He leant forward and licked it off as I tried not to cry. Pulling down my shorts, he rammed a finger inside me, feeling me. Bringing his finger up to my lips, he forced it into my mouth and I could taste my juices. Unbelievably I was getting wet! I felt disgusted with myself and turned my head to the side, staring at the wall, trying to block out what was happening. Letting go of my wrist, he forced my head round so I was looking at him.

‘Kiss me’ He breathed. I tried shaking my head, so he sighed and started working his tongue into my mouth ‘You want this as much as I do. I can feel it’. Oh God. So could I. My hips were thrusting up into his and I could feel my body getting hotter and hotter. I tried to control the heat rising, tried to control my thrusting hips. I managed to lie still, but that only gave him the opportunity to unzip his jeans and try to force his cock inside me. I squirmed around, keeping him from going in me for about 5 minutes until he punched me again, harder than before.

I must have passed out for a couple of minutes. When I came round, he’d forced his cock inside and was fucking me hard and fast. I could feel something running down my ass crack and I knew it wasn’t cum. It was blood. I started trying to fight back again, kicking my legs about and trying to push him off me with my good hand, but he was too strong. He kept fucking me harder and harder, pulling himself into me more with each thrust. I screamed again and he put his hand over my mouth and nose so I couldn’t breathe. I struggled underneath him, trying to get myself free, scratching at him, raking his face with my nails, anything to get him to stop. He leaned his other arm across my neck, my vision started going black and I knew I was going to pass out again. I caught a look at him, and his eyes were manic, lust filled black dots. He was loving it.

I moaned softly and shook my head. I tried to sit up and realised he’d tied me to the bed so I was lying on my front. I moaned again as the rope tightened around my broken wrist sending shooting pains up my arm. I turned my head and looked at him sitting in the chair. He had a belt round his arm and was shooting up. He pulled the needle out of his arm and sank back as the heroin took effect. He looked at me with lazy, half-lidded eyes and smiled.

‘Feels good. Bet you haven’t had any for months’.

I shook my head ‘You know I’ve been clean nearly a year.’

‘Bet you’d like some now eh?’

‘Not really, no. I don’t want to get back into it.’ I guessed he was going to give me some whether I wanted it or not. I was right. He stood up, swaying slightly and approached me, a needle in his hand. He’d obviously prepared it while I was out cold. He turned my arm over, causing the rope to rub. Wrapping the belt around it, he pulled it tight and injected me. I sighed as the old familiar feeling hit me. I felt like I was sinking into the bed. He sat down on the bed next to me.

‘You needed that didn’t you?’ I moaned softly, feeling it coursing through my veins, making me feel chilled out, yet totally alive. I let my eyes shut slightly and nodded. He stroked my hair, and I pushed my head more into his hand, enjoying the feeling. I love having my hair stroked, but the only time Grant does it is if I can’t get to sleep.

‘You wanna fuck baby?’ he asked me quietly. I nodded, then shook my head. Yes, I do, but not with you. I want Grant. Where is he? I had all these thoughts running through my head, a jumbled up mess, all sliding into one another. Mmmm……sliding in, that’s what I wanted. No I didn’t. I didn’t want someone sliding in me. I wanted someone fucking me hard, making me feel it, and fucking me the way a man should, not like a boy does. I started grinding gently against the bed. He put his hand under my cunt and I began grinding harder on it, trying to get myself off. He took his hand away and I let out a little cry at being deprived. He positioned himself behind me and started rubbing his cockhead up and down my slit. I knew I was getting hotter, wetter. I could feel the fire rising up in my belly. And then all of a sudden he was inside me and I was cumming hard and fierce. I bucked up and he fucked me harder and harder, ramming into me and pushing me forward with each thrust. I bit into the pillow and muffled my screams as I came again. Mick slowed his thrusting and started grinding against me, pushing himself in hard as he came. He collapsed on top of me, panting for breath. ‘That was great babe. You always were a good fuck’. He reached over my head and untied me. I moaned softly and slid off the bed, still high as a kite. He laughed softly at me, and picked up off the floor. Carrying me along the hallway, he dropped me outside my bedroom door. I half opened it; half fell into it and crawled into bed. Lying next to Grant, I rested my head on his shoulder until the world had stopped spinning. Leaning over to kiss him, I settled back down and tried to drop off.

            Days drug out into weeks and I got where I couldn’t jack off without thinking of my daughter.  One night as I lay in bed I could hear shuffling and small noises coming from Dawn’s room.  I tip toed down the hall to her door and found it slightly ajar.  I peeked in and saw her at her computer; it was obvious that she was naked and masturbating.  I could see the image of a young man on the screen and he was jacking off too.  She was on her webcam.  I was immediately horny and furious that this boy was seeing my daughter.  I went back to my room and laid awake most of the night.  I forced myself to remain in bed as Dawn got ready to go to school.  As soon as the door closed I was out of bed and into Dawn’s room.  I sat naked in her desk chair and started up her computer.  It took two hours of searching to find what I was looking for, two files one with pictures of Dawn in various states of undress and masturbating with various objects.  The other file had video clip she had taken of herself on the internet.  I sat there all day reveling in the sinful pleasure of jacking off to images of my daughter.  I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard “Daddy?”  I spun around, I had lost track of time, now here I was with lotion slathered all over my cock and hand naked trying to think of what to tell my daughter as images of her flashed on the screen behind me and the sounds of her recorded moaning filled the room.  I stammered for something to say but my body reacted on its own.  She was in her cheerleading outfit; I grabbed her head and forced her mouth to mine.  She struggled against me and protested in muffled squeaks as I forced my tongue into her mouth.  My greasy had slid down her back to her ass, it was firm and hard.  I turned her in a struggling dance and backed her toward her bed.  I spun her around with her arms pinned behind her back and forced her to her knees bending her over her bed.  I nearly shredded her short skirt pulling it from her body.  “Daddy, no!”  She cried out “Daddy don’t hurt me, I’m sorry Daddy!”  She was begging me to stop but when I looked down at the bare ass before me, there was only one thing I could do.  Prying her legs apart I guided my penis to Dawn’s labia.  I rocked my hips forward and the lotion helped me slide inside my daughter’s body.  The heat of her pussy seared my cock as the head of it slid deeper into the tightest cunt I had ever experienced.  “It hurts... …Daddy, It hurts…  …it’s to big… …please stop Daddy!”  She gasped between hisses of pain.  Holding Dawn’s hips I slid in as deep as I could.  I held it there feeling the pressure of my cock against her cervix.  I starting sawing back and forth,  Dawn’s sobs did nothing but turn me on more.  Her pussy was so tight it caused me real pain but I continued knowing this experience was forbidden but what I had been looking forward to for weeks.  I reached around and began rubbing her clit, I doubted it would do her any good as I raped her but I did it anyway.  Her sobs quickly turned to gasps and then to moans.  By now I was pounding my penis into Dawn with all of my might while my fingers moved against her clit like machineguns.  Dawn went stiff all over and began screaming, I thought it was because she was being raped at first but I quickly realized she was cumming and cumming hard.  It was more than I could stand, I felt my balls tighten.  A familiar tingle went through my body and I drove my engorged cock as deeply in as I could.  I felt my semen blasting up through my penis and Dawn grunted as it exploded deep in her womb.  My cum filled my daughter with blast after blast of my seed.  It felt like I came for hours and when it finally ended I found myself collapsed on her back, powerless to move.  I used my last bit of strength to remove my cock from Dawn’s gaping vagina.  I rolled onto her bed and tried to regather my strength.  “I, I, I came…  …I think.  Daddy?  Did I cum?”  I nodded and felt her warm body beside mine, her hand rested softly on my penis drenched in her pussy juice.  “Can you do it again Daddy?”  I nodded.          

She sat me on the couch next to her and I proceeded to pull down my pants.  She could see my hard on under my boxers.  She asked me at that point if I still wanted to show her my cock,  I answered by pulling down my boxers.   There I was , my cock fully erect and my pants at my knees.   My mom was so sexy, she looked me in the eye and told me how beautiful my cock was and she asked  me if she could touch it.  I was ready to explode by this point and of course I said yes.   She started stroking my cock and talking nasty.   She told me she loved playing with her son's cock and she had always wanted to see it.   This made me so hot I warned her that I was going to cum quickly.  She immediately replaced her hand with sweet lips and tongue and within 2 minutes I was ready to explode.  

Mom, I said, I'm gonna cum,

She stopped long enough to say

let it go baby, and I shot my load in her mouth.   My eyes felt like they were exploding out the back of my head as I came.  She clenched my ass with her nails the whole time I spurted.  I was in heaven as I realized my mom had just given me the best blow job ever, the one I always wanted.  

There was the usual banter and, as usual, my mother gave in. Meg leapt from the stool and rushed past me to her room. My mother smiled at me and turned to continue making the dinner. I moved across the kitchen and sat on the stool that Meg had vacated.

The breakfast bar hid my uncontrolled erection as I watched my mother. I was suddenly aware of everything about her. Her legs, arse, neck and, most particularly, her tits.

Meg breezed back into the kitchen wearing a very short skirt and tight top. I stared at her aware for the first time that she was developing breasts. Just small mounds, but definitely breasts.

Meg barely acknowledged my existence as she kissed my mother on the cheek and left.

My mother turned towards me with two plates in her hands. She smiled at me and said she hoped I was hungry as she had made enough for three. I was feeling bold and incredibly horny. I told her I was hungry for her!

Mum froze for a second. She set down the plates on the counter and walked out of the kitchen. I was confused, so I followed her.

My mother sat down on the sofa, her head slightly bowed. She told me that what had happened today was wrong, that it was her fault but it should not have taken place. I asked her if I was not good at sex and that was why she wouldn’t look at me while we were having sex and she was now rejecting me.

She looked at me and explained that I had misunderstood what she said. She had enjoyed not just the sex but also the foreplay. She could not look at me during sex because she was enjoying it but could not face acknowledging that she was doing it with her son.

There was a tear in her eye and she apologised again and again for what she had done to me.

I told her not to apologise and sat down beside her. I laid my head on her chest and she put her hand on my head and gently stroked me.

I lay there feeling her breathing, her nipples within kissing distance were pushing against her blouse and started to get hard again. I reached forward and placed my hand on her knee. I began to rub her thigh just above her knee. With each upward stroke I pulled her skirt higher until I could touch the flesh of her leg.

I slowly moved my hand up her thigh, dragging the hem of her skirt upwards. She moved slightly and I thought that she was going to stop me from continuing, but she opened her legs slightly and kissed me on the top of my head.

I moved my hand higher and found to my delight that she was not wearing knickers. I cupped my hand over her pussy and began to rub. Slowly I slid my finger into her. She was already wet.

I climbed off the sofa and, without looking into her face, pushed her legs further apart. I moved in close and kissed her slit. She twitched a little as my lips touched her and, in a low gentle voice, she began to tell me what to do.

I kissed her thighs, slowly working my way closer to her pussy. As I got closer I pushed the skirt up a little more and she slowly opened her legs further.

Finally I was there. The smell of her was intoxicating but she wouldn't let me rush. I licked her slit and then moved my hand into place to part her lips. I used the fingers of my other hand to rub her clit in a gentle circular motion.

I moved my fingers and brought my head closer to her. My mouth was actually watering as I put out my tongue and licked her clit. I was aware that she was breathing heavily as I continued to lick. I took her clit between my lips and sucked gently.

As I continued to suck and lick, my mother began to move her hips back and forth. Every now and then she would push forward a little harder and I would suck harder.

I moved down and licked her hole then pushed my tongue into her. I worked my tongue in and out for a while then returned to her clit. This time while I licked and sucked I also fingered her cunt.

Her rocking became more pronounced and her moans encouraged me to work faster and harder.

Suddenly she pushed harder and clamped her legs tight around my head. As her cum spirted into my mouth I thought she may suffocate me as her legs tightened around my head.

I continued to suck as best I could in this position between her trembling legs. She started to relax her legs but, as she did and I sucked her again, her legs tightened around me.

Through her panting she told me to stop. I sat back but kept my fingers in her pink, pulsating cunt. She sat there breathing heavily and stroking her breasts.

My cock was aching for some action so I released her and pushed down my shorts. My cock shot up and I began to position myself to fuck her. She put out her hand and pushed me back.

At first, I thought that she was going to get up and leave but she just sort of rolled off the sofa ending up kneeling on the carpet with her arse pointing at me. My mother lay forward resting her body on the sofa.

I lifted the skirt and pushed it up to her waist, exposing her beautiful arse. I shuffled on my knees, cock in hand and positioned myself behind her. I directed my cock towards her hole and, with us both making small adjustments to our positions, pushed my knob into her cunt.

It took a couple of attempts to get exactly the right position but soon I was sliding in and out of her. I placed my hands on her hips and this gave me better purchase to push into her.

My mother’s cunt felt so good and I began to push harder, slamming against her arse with each thrust.

I reached forward with one hand to grab her breast and, as I got more excited, I heard the sound of her blouse tearing. Mother lifted herself up a little and struggled with the buttons on her blouse. Finally they were all undone and she pushed the blouse back off her shoulders.

Without loosing rhythm I kept pumping into her and reached out to pull the blouse off. As the blouse sleeves reached her wrists her arms were pulled behind her back and she was lying on the sofa with her head turned to one side.

As the blouse came free, mother didn’t move her hands but kept them behind her back. I took hold of her wrists and pulled her arms towards me and slammed my cock into her. Each time I slammed her she took a gasp of breath and gave a plaintive cry.

I realised then that as long as I took control and my mother couldn’t see my face she would enjoy being fucked by her son.

The whole scenario was just too exciting and I slammed harder and faster. I slammed again and gave a loud cry as my cum exploded into her. I was cumming even harder than I did earlier. I pushed my cock deeper into her and pulled back hard on her arms. The pain in her shoulders caused her to throw her head back and cry out.

It seemed to last for minutes, me sinking my shaft into her, crying out and pulling on her arms and her crying with pain.

Eventually I was completely blown and my legs, hips and back turned to jelly. I collapsed on to her back and released her arms. I kissed her back and ran my hands around her to rub and squeeze her breasts.

We continued in this position, both of us breathing heavily, until my cock became flacid and dropped out of her. My mother tried to move but I was pinning her in place and I was not sure if any of my muscles from the waist down would ever move again.

I dragged myself off of her and rolled onto the floor. My mother pulled herself up, gathered up her blouse and walked out of the room. I heard the shower start and just lay in this one position until I heard my mother switch it off.

I pulled myself up and made my way to the bathroom. As I approached the bathroom door, my mother came out with a towel wrapped around her. She turned to me, smiled and told me she had to go out to get the weekly shopping.

By the time I came out of the bathroom, I could hear mother’s car starting and drive off. I pulled on some sweat pants and a top and made my way to the lounge to watch some TV.

When I walked into the lounge I froze. Meg was standing at the kitchen door, tears streaming down her face.

Through her sobs and in a barely audible voice she told me that mum and I having sex was disgusting.

Neither of us moved as she told me how she had come back to get her purse and had seen and heard everything. Meg rambled on and on but I never spoke. Eventually she said mum and I were sick bastards and ran to her room.

At first I didn't know what to do so I just followed her. Meg's bedroom door slammed shut and, when I reached the door, I just stood looking at it.

Behind the door I could hear her sobbing. I pressed on the handle and gently opened the door. Meg was lying curled up on the bed with her back to me. As the light from the hallway hit the wall she turned her head and looked at me.

I was waiting for her to berate me again but she stunned me by asking me what it was like to have sex!

I asked to repeat the question but she just stared at me. I walked towards her and sat on the edge of her bed. We just looked into each other's eyes and I told her, truthfully, that sex for me was better than anything I could imagine.

There was silence again. I reached forward and put my hand on her stomach. She took a sharp breath and looked at my hand. Then, without speaking, she rolled on to her back and closed her eyes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I finally snapped out of my dream state and approached the bed.  I got in bed with her slowly so as not to wake her up just yet.  After getting in bed with her and seeing she did not wake from it I decided to take the next step.  I reached my hand out and slowly stroked her thigh through the nightie.  I have always loved the feeling of her lingerie and it felt so good to be now feeling it with my mom in it. She started to stir a little which made me stop but I didn't move my hand off of her.  I was afraid she was going to wake up before I could get further but she didn't.  I then decided it was now or never and ran my hand down her covered thigh and up and under her nightie towards her pussy which I so wanted to taste and fuck now. 

I ran my hand right to her panty covered pussy and started to rub her pussy slowly through the material.  I heard a small moan escape from her lips but she didn't wake.  So I then pushed the panty aside and ran my fingers into her pussy.  It was wet and smelled so sweet that I just had to taste it.  I moved my head down towards her pussy and pushed her nightie up and stuck my head between her legs and then started to lick and tongue fuck her hot pussy.  I was right it tasted just as sweet as I imagined.  As I started to lick and eat her pussy more I heard another moan escape my mothers lips and her legs then clamped down a little around my head. 

My mom then woke moaning even louder as she was starting to have the first of what I was hoping would be many orgasms I would give her.  She then opened her eyes and saw that it was me inbetween her legs eating her out and that just made her have a great orgasm.  She then startled asked what I was doing.  I asked her to please not stop me and to enjoy it.  This is something I've dreamed of doing for a long time, all the while I was still using 3 fingers to finger her pussy.  She told me to please stop that this was wrong.  She told me that what I was doing was called incest and was wrong.

I asked her how it could be wrong if we are both enjoying it as much as we are right now.  I told her that if she wasn't enjoying what I was doing to her in the least to say so and I would stop.  She told me that I knew she couldn't do that and that I knew she was enjoying it.  I continued to finger her harder and faster and she threw her head back and let out another load moan as another orgasm hit her.  She then rolled off the bed and away from me.  I was afraid she was going to tell me again that this was wrong and to leave.  Instead to my delight she pulled me into her and kissed me long and deep.  As we were kissing and our tongues entwining I reached under her nightie and pulled her panties down.  She stepped out of them and then helped me pull her nightie off over her head. 

She saw how hard and long my cock was and how arosed I was with her.  She said she knew this was wrong but seeing my hard 8" cock was more than she could handle and had to have me in her mouth and anywhere else I wanted.  She also informed me that I was much bigger than my father and she couldn't wait to feel me and taste me.  She then threw me down on the bed and sat down on my face with pussy right over my mouth.  She told me to start eating her out again and I did just that.  As I was doing this I she tuged my hands over my head and tied them to the bed.  She then got off my face.  I asked her why she had tied my hands to the bed.  She stated that it was now time for her to teach me a leason. 

She then told me that she was also a dominatrix.  That was definately something I had never known or would of though my mom was into.  She then stated I shouldn't be suprised.  Didn't I ever wonder what was in the locked chest in her closet.  I told her I never though that much about it.  She laughed and said that now I was going to find out and since I wanted to be bad and commit incest she figured why not go all out.  She walked over and opened her closet door and proceed to open the locked chest.  I couldn't see what she was up to.  She then turned around with a whip in one hand and what I thought was a dildo in the other.  I knew what she was going to do with the whip and asked her what she was going to do with the dildo.  She then informed me that it was not a dildo although easy to mistake and was an anal one and that she was going to be putting it up my ass.  I begged her not to that I had never done anything like that.  She just laughed and told me my wants have no interest in her right now and she was going to do as she pleased. 

She then came to the bed and whipped my cock.  I shrieked in pain.  She told me that if I knew what was best for me that I would not question her again and do as she stated.  I said yes mom and she informed me from now on when we were alone together that I was to address her as Mistress.  I said yes Mistress and she said very good.  She then told me to relax because this was probably going to hurt at first.  She then took some lube out of the night stand next to the bed and proceeded to lube the anal toy.  She then took it and pushed it into my ass.  I told her that it hurt and to please stop.  With that she whipped me again and told me to relax and it will not hurt as much.  I then closed my eyes and relaxed and it slid in.  After getting it inserted all the way in she then got on top of me and began to ride and fuck me.  It was the greatest feeling in the world and at the same time I could still feel the pain from my ass but it too was slowly becoming pleasure.  I came harder than I could ever imagine into her as she moaned and orgasmed yet again for the morning.  She then got off me and untied my hand.  I went to reach for my ass and take out the anal toy which caused her to use the whip on me again and told me to leave it there.  I was to now just lay here in bed with her and enjoy the new feeling and that she would take it out later when she was ready.  I said yes Mistress and layed down doing as I was told.  She then put her nightie back on and got into bed with me and we just held each other. 

She told me that this was just the start of things to come and kissed me once more.

To be continued...............

This was my first time writing this all up and is a very true story and there is lots more to tell if you want more.  Please leave me feedback to know how you liked it and what I can do to better it or anything.  Thanks

Maria wore her favorite little shorts (white) and a pull over top that accented her brown eyes. She did wear a bra for the purpose of training her budding breasts to be erect and proud. Her panties were peach colored and silky smooth, bikini style. Her complexion was perfect, her legs so tanned and creamy smooth, her hips tight and inviting, her tummy tight enough to bounce a quarter on. Maria’s breasts were merely more than a mouthful but her nipples were still large and pointed. Her brown hair hung down past her shoulders.

 

Maria loved to listen to the funky R&B music and dance around. She knew all the latest dances that the other kids did and she could move her body to every beat. Maria’s uncle couldn’t help but watch her now as she heard her favorite song (they were all favorite songs!). Maria dipped her hips low and did a slow humping motion as he choked on his food as he watched her beautiful ass wiggle and could clearly see where Maria’s panty gripped her ass. Pierre had seen enough!

 

Pierre stopped eating and picked up the cordless phone. He walked into the back of the house and called into work letting them know he wouldn’t be in tonight. There was a problem with his babysitter he had to take of so he would use one of his leave days the boss had been asking him to take.

 

Pierre returned to the kitchen to see his foxy niece turning to face him, her firm belly showing between her top and shorts. He told Maria he was not going to work tonight and that he was staying with her. Maria asked why and he answered that it was time she learned and accepted her role in the family as all the girls before her had done, even her mother.

He explained to Maria that their’s was an old Spanish and Catholic family, rich in tradition. A big part of this tradition is that the young girls in the family provide relief for the men of the family except for their father or brother. But uncles, grandfathers, and cousins are to be satisfied whenever they need to physically release themselves and inform the young girls of their need for them.

 

Maria said she didn’t understand. Pierre walked to Maria, put his arm around her waist and pulled her to his lap as he sat down in the kitchen chair. Maria sat on Pierre’s lap as one of his hands massaged the small of her back under her top while the other gently stroked her creamy thigh. Pierre began to explain what the family expected from her.

Pierre explained that when a girl reaches age 13 in their family, she has a duty to satisfy the desires of many men in her family until she reaches 21. Then she is free to marry and will be more pleasing to her husband because of all her experience. He told Maria that she was the sexiest girl that had been in the family for many years. As a result she could expect many nights and days in the beds of many men.

Maria asked, "Do you mean sex?"

"Yes my dear Maria. You will have many long, wonderful nights of sex, pleasing the men in our family and it begins with me, tonight baby." Pierre stated.

Maria jumped from his lap and Pierre quickly caught her and forced her against the kitchen cabinets. Maria begged her uncle Pierre, " please no, I don’t want to do that. I’ll scream if you try".

 

"Oh sweet Maria, that will only make it hotter when you yield your body to me, and you will. I will be your first lover tonight just as many more men will have you in the days, weeks and years ahead. It is your destiny my child." "You will learn to love giving your body to men over and over." explained Pierre.

Maria struggled as her uncle tasted her lips for the first time. He pinned her arm up and behind her back forcing her to yield her lips to him. Maria’s soft plum lips opened for his probing tongue and they kissed for minutes. He then held Maria’s soft hand as he led her to his bedroom.

Maria once more asked her uncle to not make her do this as they entered his bedroom and closed the door.

Pierre smiled and replied, " Maria, you must give yourself to me because it is your duty to our family and I have asked to share your body. I am only so glad I am your first lover and will make you moan your first sexual sounds."

 

Pierre took Maria into his arms and kissed her passionately as he held a handful of her ass through her shorts. "Your pussy is going to make me so happy Maria" Pierre whispered in her ear. Pierre lifted Maria’s top and her bra over her head and laid her back on the bed. She was so very sexy and not quite 13 years old yet. She would bring so much pleasure to so many men in their family. Tonight though, Maria was all Pierre’s.

 

Maria looked up at her uncle with her big brown eyes. He really was kinda cute but she had never dreamed of doing this with him or any man. She had talked and flirted with boys and they had even slapped her butt and asked her out on a date. But her dad said there was no way, that she had to save herself? Is this what he meant? Did he know she would one day become lovers with any man in the family who wanted her?

 

Pierre peeled his shirt as Maria looked at his strong, hairless chest. He had a nice figure for a man in his late thirty’s. Maria watched her uncle step out of his pants and she saw the huge bulge in the front. Maria had never even seen a man’s thing. Maria saw it moving in her uncle’s boxers. Moving side to side some and pointing more at her. It looked like it was growing in his boxers. Maria wondered if a man’s thingy could really grow and what was her uncle doing to make his grow?

Maria was wondering what his thing would actually look like when he took his boxers off. Maria was totally focused on her uncle's hard throbbing cock and the huge shield look of his cock head. Maria couldn't help but stare at it. Pierre eased onto the bed with his young niece who was no longer trying to escape but seemed rather to be curious about him and his thing as she called it.

 

Maria asked "Uncle Pierre, is this going to hurt me?".

"I will not lie to you baby, it’s going to sting real bad when I go down inside of you. But it will soon feel so good having me moving in and out of your virgin love. You will feel so happy when we cum together and you see me smile after we have been fucking. You will see lots of men smile when you give your body to them." Pierre explained.

Maria asked one last time, " you are sure, I am supposed to do this with you?" "Momma tells me all the time to do what ever you say."

Maria’s mom knew her daughter’s time to honor the men in their family was nearly here. "Yes Maria, you are supposed to become my lover baby" Pierre replied.

 

Pierre lowered his lips to Maria’s and they kissed as he held her bare waist. Maria had kissed many boys and loved doing that. The problem was she had no experience at any type of real foreplay or sexual activity but Pierre was about to begin her training in all areas. Maria was so beautiful and felt so good in his arms. He held Maria, nude now from her waist up as his hands explored her soft skin and their lips melted together, tongues entwined.

Pierrre whispered into Maria’s ear how sexy she was as his hand unsnapped her shorts and opened the front of them. Maria gasped only slightly in anticipation. Pierre nibbled Maria’s neck as his hand played inside of her shorts feeling her legs and smoothness of her panties. Maria was afraid but had been taught by her Mom to do as she was told by those older than her, so she allowed Pierre's hands to roam freely over her exposed flesh and inside her shorts.

They began to kiss again as Pierre withdrew his hand from Maria’s little white shorts and then slid it back in and under her panties and shorts. He could feel her bare love with only a hint of pubic hair beginning to grow over Maria’s love. Maria moaned softly as his hand slid over her love.

They continued to kiss off and on as Pierre’s hand played in young Maria’s panties. He traced his fingers all around her love slit and clitoris. Pierre kissed Maria’s bare shoulder and neck as he whispered for her to push her own shorts and panty down. Maria was feeling things she had never felt or even really dreamed of feeling before. Her uncle knew how to use the lightest touch of finger and hand on her love area so as to draw his desired response from his young niece.

Maria tried to do as her uncle instructed her by pushing down the sides of her shorts and panties. Maria managed to push them down to the middle of her creamy thighs but could reach no further. It didn’t matter anyway because Pierre now knew his sexy, young niece was going to willingly spread for him and he would be her first lover. He could see how sexy she was a week from being 13 years old and he could imagine how Maria would begin to look after becoming sexually active with men. He was so ready to knock out the first piece of ass from her but was already planning in his deepest mind how he would party with her and share her with other men.

Their lips were melting together as the palm of his hand worked and massaged Maria’s cunt mound and hairless spilt. He flicked her clitoris with his finger and massaged it with his hand as Maria moaned during their kiss. This was so totally blowing Maria’s mind. She didn’t really feel comfortable doing this with an older man, especially her uncle but there was no way she could stop him from having her now and she knew it. Besides, Maria wouldn’t stop even if she could. Maria moaned as the first wave of pleasure swept through her body and her pussy creamed her uncle's hand.

Maria held her Uncle Pierre’s face and hair with her hands as they kissed and he slipped a finger up inside of her tender pussy. Maria broke their kiss as her cheek pressed against her uncle’s cheek. Maria moaned so softly and sweetly, just like a virgin does as she gets her first finger fucking! He told Maria how good he was gonna make her sexy body feel.

Pierre slipped his finger in and out then around Maria’s love hole as Maria moaned each time he massaged the interior of her virgin love. Maria moaned more and more as her creamy legs held her uncles hand tight within her pussy. Pierre worked Maria’s virgin hole with his finger and quickly slipped another digit into her as she moaned so sweetly. He could see her eyes beginning to glaze with the pleasure she was getting from him.

Maria’s chest rose as she quivered under her uncle’s touch. He wasted no time in seizing her small young breast with his tongue and teeth. Maria gasped as he inhaled her breast into his hot mouth. Pierre slurped and moaned with delight as he nibbled and chewed and sucked Maria’s breasts. Her pussy opened more for him now as he sucked and she heated up.

Pierre could hear Maria gasping for air as her hips bucked against his hand and fingers. Maria groaned and slapped her hips to him hard and held them there and moaned from deep within. Maria’s uncle had led her to her first of hundreds of orgasms. Maria laid under him as he licked her juice from his fingers and then peeled her white shorts and panties off her feet and tossed then to the floor. Maria knew she wouldn’t be needing them again tonight.

Pierre kissed his niece’s lips softly then down her shoulders, arms, across her chest and down her firm belly as she giggled and jumped. He used a hand to spread her creamy thighs and licked her waist. Maria’s uncle then licked each of her thighs up and down to her virgin cunt. He had always dreamed of gobbling a beautiful virgin pussy.

Maria watched her uncle closing in on her pussy as she bit her bottom lip in anticipation. Some of her friends had talked about doing this with older boys but Maria never dreamed it would happen for her. She watched uncle Pierre’s tongue lick and slither to the edge of her love and then he sucked her clitoris into his mouth and Maria cried with a deep pleasure as she creamed again and her uncle quickly lapped her young female cum up with his tongue.

Maria’s head laid back across her uncle’s pillow as he parted her pussy lips with his fingers and licked her wet slit. "OH GOD YES!" Maria cried.

Uncle Pierre began to dart his tongue in and out of Maria’s preteen cunt. Pierre had worked his way down in between her sexy legs and they were now draped over his back as he began to enjoy a true virgin meal of delightful, juicy pussy. Every woman in Maria’s family knew how to screw well. It was breed into them. Maria was no different. Maria instinctively began to move her hips and cunt up and down against the hungry mouth that was devouring her very soul.

 

Maria’s head tossed side to side as her hands ran through her hair and alternated to run across the balding head of her uncle as he gobbled her cookies. He soon had a hand on the side of each of Maria’s sexy hips as he pulled his meal tightly to his mouth. Maria couldn’t control her hips and legs as they disconnected from her brain and yielded to the intense pleasure occurring in her vaginal canal.

Mari’s fists clenched her uncle’s bed-sheets while her toes pointed and worked under the back of his boxers raising the waist of them time and again. Maria’s uncle ate deeper and deeper into his sexy niece’s cunt while his hands ran over her small breasts then down her tight belly and over her thighs before repeating the circle again. Maria couldn’t even recognize the sexual sounds coming from her lungs and throat as her uncle captured her soul through the tongue that was rimming her virgin love.

Pierre had slurped and licked up all of Maria’s female juices he could. The flood was continuous now though and he couldn’t keep up. Maria’s cunt juices coated her uncle’s face and oozed down her ass-cheeks creating a large wet spot in his bed. The smell of Maria’s young and delicious pussy filled the bedroom. Maria suddenly arched her back with force and pushed her hips hard against her uncle’s probing tongue. She cried out his name and held her cunt against his mouth as a wave of intense energy swept through her body and out her cunt. Pierre sucked her pussy lips into his mouth and lapped Maria’s pussy with an animalistic desire. Maria collapsed after three or four minutes totally stunned and limp under her uncle. He owned her now and he knew it!

Pierre knew he could easily fuck his sexy niece right now, but she was spent for the moment. He had consumed all the energy her young body had as he had eaten out her tender, young cunt. He wanted her meeting his thrusts of hard cock into her hot virgin pussy. Pierre wanted Maria fucking with him, not to just fuck her as she lay under him exhausted.

Pierre slid to a dry spot on the bed and pulled Maria to him. He laid on his back while Maria’s nude body lay against him with one of her sexy legs draped across his legs and her hand on his chest. Mari’s head rested on her uncle’s chest as his arm held her delicious naked body against him. Pierre told Maria how very sexy and beautiful she was. He told Maria they would soon make passionate love and she would experience the feeling of a man’s hard cock filling her womb, a feeling she would desire for the rest of her life.

"Rest baby. Sleep in my arms and soon your man will teach you about letting your man fuck your pussy to his satisfaction" Pierre told Maria. "Soon we will be fucking. You want that don’t you Maria?" Pierre whispered. "Yes, yup I do" Maria uttered as she drifted off for a nap. "I do".

 

 

 

How should sweet Maria be trained in bed? Tenderly or forcefully? Passionately or with sheer lust? How quickly should she began to share and party with men in her family? (Genuine ideas welcomed) The cherry will soon be gone but in what style?

 

 

 

 

Maria’s Cumming Out II

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Well, it was a summer hot day when I came back from my college early, as there was a strike. The front door was opened and I went to my room, changed myself in loose t-shirt and shorts. I never wear bra in the house if I wear t-shirt. I felt to smoke and found that I did not have any cigarette. So I went to mom’s room to check if she had any. Her room was opened and I could listen some conversations. I was surprised who it could be. I went to room and stunned with the scene inside the room. Oh! What I was seeing? My mom was stark naked sitting on the bed and sucking my brother inlaws’s tool. At first they didn’t see me and I was confused what to do. Neither could I speak nor I could take the eyes off the scene. I was just standing at the door – a kind of senselessness.

After a couple of minutes, my mom saw me and stopped sucking.
“How did you come so early from college tharu?” she asked still holding Deepak’s dick. “You didn’t go to college?”
“Omm Aaaa, there was a strike”, I was too nervous.
“Why are you here then? Did you take bath?” She asked.
“No, I came here to check whether you have any cigarettes.” I said.
“You want to smoke here or in your room? You want to see us having fun?” She just asked shamelessly.
“She should see, I think. Wouldn’t you like it tharu?” Deepak asked.
What could I say. I just kept quiet, lowered the head. I went nearby them and took a cigarette from her pack and lit it.
“Relax tharu, just sit here and finish puffing, in the meantime mom will be finishing sucking my dick and you will see the real scene.” He said and put his long dick into mom’s mouth. Mom took it happily and ate it as she was too hungry. When I finished half of the cigarette puffed up, then mom said something to Deepak. And Deepak lied on the bed and mom went on top of her but in the opposite position.
“We are going to do 69 tharu, keep looking.” Deepak said and started licking my mom’s cunt. Mom was sucking his dick.
“You should have shaved your nice hole honey.” Deepak said moving his tongue around mom’s asshole, as if he was talking to a whore. He then inserted his tongue into mom’s shithole.
“You help me in shaving after this.” Mom told.
“That will be exciting. It seems that you mom and daughter are lazy in cleaning your holes”. Said Deepak.
“What are you for then?” Mom said and laughed.

After a while they got up and mom lied on the bed. Deepak then inserted his huge dick into her hairy cunt. It was a dirty scene for me as my own mom was being fucked by her own son-in law. I should have left the place, but I was stuck with it and came to sense when the cigarette heated my fingers. I lit another one. In fact I was also feeling something inside my panty. It became wet. Mom was moaning loudly oh………aaa……….you mother fucker, don’t you feel shame to fuck your wife’s mom……………..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……………..
………..feeling good……….fuck me hard……….tear my pussy……………Deepak was also moaning and saying…………………..you horny bitch…………….fucking whore…………………………….

After 15 minutes Deepak became tired and lied on top of my mom. Mom was moaning loudly…thank you son, thanks. But she did not let Deepak to sleep like that. She wanted to the white fluid that came from Deepak’s dick. She ate all that.
“How did you like this tharu?” They asked me. I didn’t say anything.
“Now, let me shave your pussy.” Deepak said and went to bathroom to get shaving kit. Mom sat on the bed and asked me to lit a cigarette for her. I obeyed her. Deepak came with shaving kit and applied shaving cream around her pubic area. Mom was smoking and Deepak was shaving her cunt carefully.

The telephone rang. Mom just pressed the hands free mode and started talking. It was Deepa (my sister) who was calling.
“Deepa where are you? Is Rajesh also with you?” She asked.
“Yes Rajesh is with me, we are in the market.” It was my sister.
“When are you coming back?” My mom asked.
“In around 30 minutes, what are you doing? Is Deepak there?” Deepa asked.
“Yes he is here, he is shaving me.” Mom told. I was stunned to listen this that even Deepa knows that her husband fucks her mother.
“Oh, mom why do you want to shave? Maybe it was Deepak. He always wants shaven one.” Deepa said “How did it go anyway?”
“It was nice, but to be frank, I am still unsatisfied with it. So I want Rajesh to be here soon.” Mom said. “I am waiting him naked”.
“What a horny lady you are mom, you never get satisfied with one session. We will be soon at home” My sister said and disconnected.

What is this? I was going to see some more unwanted thing. I was completely embarrassed to know that my mom was being fucked by her own son. Then dad? Does he know all this? I was not finding what to do. After some time Deepak went to bathroom, my mom’s cunt was now clean, a kind of teen’s cunt. Mom lied on the bed. I was still in her room. Then the doorbell rang and I went to open the door. Deepa and Rajesh were there. I could not see in their eyes. They were not expecting me to open the door probably. So they were looking me in a strange way. They directly went to mom’s room. I closed the door behind me and followed them.

“What is this mom, you did it in tharu’s presence?” Deepa asked.
“Yes, she enjoyed our fucking, I guess.” Mom told and laughed.
“Did you see everything tharu?” Deepa asked me. I nodded positively. “What do you think then?” She asked.
“In the meantime, you two sisters talk, Rajesh come to satisfy your mom.” My mom told. “Yes mom, I am here” saying this Rajesh undressed himself and lowered his mouth towards mom’s cunt.
“No I want you to pump my pussy directly, look it’s oozing” Mom said. Rajesh soon started fucking his own mom right in front of his sisters and brother-in-law.

“Do you want to join our club, thau? My sister asked me. She was unzipping her jeans in the meantime.
“What club?” I asked.
“It is a sex club that you are watching now. We are 5 members in the club and if you want to join, you are welcome. We donot want to take this matter outside the family.” Said Deepak holding my sister’s two breasts.
“We will not force you. Actually it’s fun. For outsiders we are a respected family. But inside we are sex lovers. If you want to join us, it’s ncie but we don’t just force you.” Deepa said. Now she was in her bra and panty.
“Who is the 5th member?” I asked.
“Dad” Deepa said unhooking her bra.
“Let me take your panty off with my teeth, honey” saying this Deepak pulled her panty down to knee by his teeth. On the bed, Rajesh was pushing his dick in the same hole from where he came to this world. Now the rhythm was faster and we could hear the cracking sound of bed and pumping.

I was just thinking whether to join or not. I was crazy for sex and I was always masturbating. But now it was a chance to have sex always and without any problem. “In the meantime i decided, please fuck me Deepak.” Deepa said and bent towards front. Deepak inserted his dick into her cunt from behind. They were in doggy style. Now in the room I was the only one with clothes on. All four others were naked fucking. The doorbell rang and I ran to the door. It was my dad.

“Hi tharu, where are others?” Dad asked. “They are in the room.” I said and closed the door behind me. Dad went to the room and saw all fucking.
“Oh what are you doing in front of our little princess?” He laughed.
“Probably tharu joins our club.” Said mom who has just finished her second fucking session in front of me.
“Is it? It is nice, we were lacking one cunt actually. What do you think tharu? Can you hold three dicks?” He asked me as if I was a whore than his own daughter. But I was determined to have sex in the home. So I said, “I think so.”
“It’s great, let me see your tiny hole then”. Dad said. He himself was already naked by then. He came towards me and grabbed my shorts. Deepak pulled my t-shirt and saw me without bra. Dad pulled my shorts down. My sister was surprised to see me wearing g string instead of panty.

“Oh Seema, where do you get g string in colombo? I was looking for a pair.” She said. Rajesh pulled my g string and I was standing naked in front of three males for the first time. Unlike my mom and my sister, I regularly shave my pussy. I did that the same mornings. Dad bent and inserted his tongue inside me. I was shivering. I was fearing as well as enjoying and excited to look forward what would it go.
“It’s better to take dinner first. Afterwards we can have more fun.” Mom declared.
Everyone agreed. But Rajesh was just squeezing my boobs. All of us stayed naked until dinner was ready. Then there was a debate about who will take my virginity. Deepak wanted it because he did not have any virgin pussy as she had been fucked by my dad and brother before her marriage. Rajesh wanted that because he hadn’t tasted any virgin pussy so far. But dad told that he was the one who broke mom’s and sis’s virginity, he holds the right to break mine too. Dad won and it was set that dad will fuck me, Rajesh fucks Deepa and Deepak fucks mom after dinner.

After dinner, mom and sis set the bed on the floor of the sitting room. And it was a great start for me. First everyone thought of having a ring festival. So we slept in a ring such that Deepak licked my pussy, I sucked Rajesh’s dick, Rajesh licked Deepa’s pussy, Deepa sucked dad’s dick, dad licked mom’s cunt and mom sucked Deepak’s dick. It was really good. I was in the heaven; I think I came twice in Deepak’s mouth. We all were moaning.

After then we went for the big session. Dad started on me. I didn’t care who was fucking who nearby. Dad slowly inserted his huge dick into my tiny pussy. Oh god! It was so painful that I could not stop screaming loudly. But everyone told me to relax and convinced me that it would be ok after few strokes. And it turned to be true. Now I was enjoying the fucking. Dad was pumping hard. I was moaning. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………..shhhhhhhhh……………it was so so good. I was listening the moans from my mom and sister as well. I opened my eyes and looked at other fuckers. It was really nice to be fucked in front of others and seeing others fucking as well.

The first round went for some 15 minutes. I felt something coming from my dad’s dick, probably the same kind of seed from which I was made. The warmth of this gave me a lot of pleasure. Dad and Rajesh declared that they were not going to their work the day after. Deepa and Deepak declared that they are not going home as well that means they want to enjoy the whole night. Next round we swept. Deepak fucked me, Rajesh fucked mom and dad fucked Deepa. Afterwards, Rajesh on me and dad and Deepak on their respective wives. At around 3 in the morning we finished and were totally exhausted. My cunt was bit sore. But mom and sis told that it was normal. The next day we didn’t wear any clothes and fucked the whole day. Once more in the night. The day after Deepa and Deepak left promising to come back in the weekends. Then I got to know why they were visiting us so frequently.

After that day, we never wear any clothes in the evenings and dad and bro fucks me and mom alternatively, means one day dad fucks me and bro fucks mom and the other day dad fucks mom and bro fucks me. In the weekends we have this group sex with sister and deepak. I wonder how these men are slaved to we women. They wash our panties, and in the night we donot need to go to the toilet to piss as both bro and dad drink directly from our cunts. Later on we tried the ass fucking. It was a new stuff for my mom and sister too. So there was not any debate about who wants to tear whose ass first. But I don’t know Rajesh wanted mom’s ass to fuck.

Deepak chose me and dad fucked Deepa’s ass. I am sure that when I get married then my husband fucks my mom and sis too. And I am sure that when my bro gets married then my dad deepak and my husband fucks them. This will happen same to my husband too. Then we will have more fun for sure. Maybe I also go for fucking with my would be son but can’t say right now as we are having a kind of family fun everyday. Please send me your comments at wpnjaya@yahoo.com     (this is our family e-mail, the lady is in the profile is my mom & you can have chat with us when we are online)