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Violated

By: tvr



She had simply been going out to empty the garbage when it happened... She had thought it odd that the sensor lights did not come on, but assumed that she had hit the inside light switch by mistake. She didn't give it another thought until she felt the strong arms surround her waist, another hand cover her mouth and propel her through the garage door, the one she had not even noticed was ajar until now... Plunged into the darkness, she was pushed up against the bench, her hands uselessly beside her, pinned by his weight against her back as her hands were pulled behind her, pinned by his weight against her back as her hands were pulled behind her and felt the cold steel of the handcuffs clicking into place. He quickly tied the gag around her mouth, then slipped a blindfold over her eyes... 

She heard a light switch click on and then the radio blared on, the music drowning out any hope of being heard as the door latched and locked behind her. She could feel the warmth of his breath on her neck as he reached around her and undid the button on her jeans, then quickly pulled down the zipper... She started to fight but her arms were held uselessly behind her and his weight still pinning her against the wooden bench made the efforts futile as she felt the denim being worked down over her hips, the cool air raising goosebumps on her creamy thighs... 

She felt him work them down and then made her step out of them, his hands grabbing roughly between her thighs, lifting her be her most sensitive cleft and propelling her forward again to the middle of the room... She felt herself being turned to face him then lowered roughly onto the cool surface of what appeared to be a garden lounge, the kind that had the thin bands of vinyl wrapped in rows along the steel frame... She cringed as the cold vinyl contacted her long, bare legs and felt her arms pulled back behind her to slip over the back of the lounge as she was lowered, effectively holding her tight against the back of the lounge. 

She felt his weight as he straddled her, felt him leaning back to secure her ankle to the leg of the lounge, then leaned back and pushed her other leg over the side to affix it to the other leg. She felt him rise off of her and instantly tried to closer her legs as much as she could, to somehow protect her vulnerability, but it was to no avail... Then she felt his rough hands grasp the inside of her knees, pulling open her right leg at the knee and tying it to the back of the lounge beside her, causing her legs to be held even farther apart. She felt the muscles of her inner thighs stretch as her leg was pulled open to its maximum. He repeated this process with the other leg... 

She felt the fear rising as she realized that she was now tied wide open, totally vulnerable and unprotected, her thighs tied open wide, knees pulled back exposing her buttocks as well. She felt him approach then screamed into the gag as she felt his hands grab her full breasts and squeeze them violently, the thin material of her top and her bra doing little to protect the soft flesh, or her nipples, now hard and extended from the cold air of the garage. She felt his fingers press deep into her breasts, twisting them before letting go, fingers trailing down to grasp the bottom of her shirt, and slowly sliding it upward over her stomach, she felt the material slow as it reached her breasts, then felt the material slide up and over, exposing her thin bra, barely concealing her breasts from him, her hard nipples poking through the thin white cotton. She felt his fingers play at the bottom elastic of the bra before one, then two fingers slipped under then thin material and slid it up over the soft cool skin of her breasts until they touched her hard nipples... 

She felt the thumb and fingers poise on each side of her nipples knowing the pain that was about to occur, but still shocked as he squeezed her nipples, larger than many women's, now almost flat between his fingers, then pushing the bra roughly up and off of her breasts, her shirt now useless as it lay against her throat exposing her now heaving breasts to the old air... She felt the pressure on her breasts release as he stood up, realizing that he was now standing, admiring his work... What a sight she must have been... Blindfolded and gagged, her arms pulled back awkwardly behind her, pushing her breasts upward, her nipples dark and hard, her shirt and bra resting helplessly under her throat... Her stomach bare, the thin line of hair leading down towards her crotch, disappearing under the elastic of her panties... 

He stood admiring the sight before him, especially the way her pubic hair slipped out of each side of her panties, a sign of the truly thick pubic hair and bush that lay beneath the thin panties... As she struggled against the restraints, the material rode up into her slit, exposing more of her thick dark hair... Her movements on the vinyl causing the elastic of her panties to slip up the crack of her ass, exposing the round cheeks of her butt, her panties now wedged tightly up into her vagina... 

He moved forward slowly then knelt between her open legs, his fingers sliding slowly up her thighs, seeing her stomach muscles tighten in anticipation of what he was about to do.... He let his fingers trail slowly up her legs, pausing slightly before slipping them under the elastic of each leg, feeling his cock harden in his jeans as his fingers moved through the thick curly nest of pubic hair, inching slowly forward until they reached the edge of her wet, hot cunt... His excitement reaching his limit, he withdrew his hands, grabbing at the silk panties, pulling them off quickly, the ripping sound of the material lost in the music blaring behind them.... 

She felt one, then two fingers push quickly against her, his other hand spreading her fleshy lips open as fingers drove upwards into her, causing her to gasp in pain, her legs unable to move despite her efforts to close them, she then felt three, then four fingers start to push their way inside of her... Then she felt his teeth touch either side of her swollen nipples, before the blinding pain hit as he bit down, the violence of the action causing sensations to flow through her, her mind racing from the pain of her throbbing nipples caught in his teeth as he twisted his head violently back and forth. 

At the same time, the ache as her lips were spread farther and farther apart as his hand pushed insistently past her resistance, his knuckles the only thing keeping his entire first from entering her tight tunnel... She felt his mouth move to the other nipple and again bite down, just as he pushed with all of his might, his fist slipping past the final resistance, filling her cunt with his arm up to his wrist... He began moving it slowly back and forth, sliding it in and out of her wet, stretched vagina, then began moving it faster and faster, his teeth still pulling and twisting violently on her nipple... 

She couldn't help her body as it began to respond to the pummeling as his fist drove in and out of her, and suddenly she was overcome with one of the most unbelievably strong orgasms she had ever experienced. She felt his hand pull back, making a slight popping sound as it pulled out of her... She lay there panting, waiting to see what would happen next, praying that he would just leave her now... Suddenly, she felt his weight as he sat on the lounge, felt his legs slide up under hers, his body facing her, his hand caressing her stomach and playing with the thin trail of hair that led down to the wet gaping hole he had just violated... She felt him inching forward until she could feel his hard cock rubbing up and down the length of her gaping slit, its round knob slowly parting her lips, moving slowly forward, his hard cock, sliding into her, again inching forward, then farther and farther, she felt him move back slowly then screamed as he slammed into her, gasping as he then pulled back until the round knob of his cock all but slipped out before driving forward again and again. 

She could feel her lips aching as his hips drove into her pubic mound, her struggling unable to slow his assault on her... She could feel his cock throbbing as pulsating until she felt the hot rush of semen as he filled her with his juices... His pace slowed until she felt his still hard cock pull out from between her legs... She relaxed, thinking it must now be over, then startled as suddenly she felt his hands on her hips again sliding her ass farther down on the lounge towards him... Her knees were tied tightly to the back of the lounge so she could move very little, but all her struggling did was expose more of her ripe ass to him... Then she felt the hardness of him again rubbing against her, this time against her ass cheeks... 

She knew what was going to happen next... She squirmed in fear, afraid that her tight ass could not take the size of his erection, but realized she could do nothing as she felt his cock rubbing back and forth through her wet gash, wetting its hard knob, then felt it as he placed it against her asshole, the muscles slowly relaxing against her will as he pushed more insistently against her... 

She cold feel his cock spreading her cheeks open as it slid deep inside of her asshole, helped by the slick wet juices that were running out of her vagina, she felt him slam against her, impaling her on the length of his cock, felt his balls as they slammed against her wet ass, felt his hands reach upward, grabbing her breasts and using them for leverage as he slid in and out of her hot ass, felt him pulling back until the head began to slip out, then relentlessly slamming back inside of her again... She was screaming into the gag as she again felt the pulsing cock spew its hot, load into her ass... 

She felt him pull it out slowly, then felt the weight again leave the lounge... She somehow knew he had not left, could sense him standing over her silently... She lay there panting, waiting for her body to recover from the assault she had just experienced wondering what he was doing, what he was waiting for... Suddenly she felt the hot, hard stream of hot liquid as it splashed against her breasts, then felt the stream trail down her stomach, then realized that he was urinating on her... 

She felt the stream as he aimed it against her throbbing clit, the hot liquid searing the sensitive skin, and felt the hot wet liquid as it ran down her crotch and onto the lounge, filling her crack with its hot wetness... That ended, but still he had not left... Then she again felt the weight on the lounge and gasped as the erect again cock began to push again at her ass... She screamed as it drove into her ass again, hands again grasping her breasts and nipples... The night was going to be a long one...

Violated



It was Sunday night and I was watching " News at Eleven on Eleven", the local

TV channel. "Jail Break" flashed onto the screen. Apparently three desperados had overpowered their guards and were on the loose. The newscaster said that they may be in the area, so beware! I was momentarily distracted by Suzie, my wife of 20 years, whom had just come downstairs from taking her bath. The air was full of a magnificent scent of her bath oil and shampoo. She had on a short, black silk housecoat, tied at the waist. It just barely covered her ample behind and when she sat down I could see she had nothing underneath.

Suzie had a great figure for a woman in her early 40's. She went to the gym three times a week, played squash at the club whenever she could get a game and always played golf at least twice a week. Mother nature had been kind to her and over the years she maintained her slim waist and firm butt. Suzie also had very large breasts, 36 D's, which were also firm. In my opinion she didn't need to wear a bra, but she said that if they bounced up they would knock her out, so she kept them contained. To go along with her drop dead gorgeous figure, she was very pretty. She had big blue eyes that sparkled with excitement when she talked and very dark brown hair. She had a cute button nose and full lips that turned up in the corners which gave her the appearance of always having a smile on her beautiful face. She looked much younger than her age and often times I was mistaken for being her father. 

I had just gotten up to get us a drink and was in the kitchen when a sharp knock came to the door. Before I could caution Suzie she started to open the front door. The door slammed into Suzie and knocked her down. It was obvious it was kicked from the outside. I rushed to her aid and was greeted by three of the most sinister looking men I have ever seen. On of them had a shotgun pointed point blank at me. As I bent over to help Suzie up I felt a hard wrap to my skull which I later found out was the butt of the shot gun. The lights went out.

When I came to, my hands were bound behind my back with duct tape and my head was spinning from the blow I had suffered. As I stirred the shortest of the three, Charlie, kicked me in the stomach. Charlie looked like a little weasel. The kind of guy you hated just by the way he looked.

"Please don't hurt him" I heard Suzie say. "What do you want with us?" she asked.

"With him, nothin'" said Butch, the leader of the trio. Butch was at least 6' 2", way overweight and as ugly as sin. "With you, well we'll get to that won't we boys " Butch said grinning showing his rotten teeth.

The other two men quickly agreed with a howl. The third man, Sam, was a very large man who was build like a brick shit-house. He stood much taller than the other two, had a body builders shape and was black. He looked Jamaican. It looked as if these men were the same as the ones that had been on the newscast. I then realized that we would be lucky to get out of this alive.

I could see Charlie was ogling Suzie. He grabbed Suzie housecoat and tore it off. "Look at the tits on this bitch" he screamed as he marveled at her tremendous body. Suzie crossed her arms over her breast to cover up. Charlie was having none of that. "Let's see 'em, baby!" he barked. "Or else!" he said as he kicked me in the chest. Quickly Suzie dropped her arms. "Please stop hitting on him. I'll do what ever you wish, but please don't hurt him anymore." Charlie reached over and gave Suzie's nipple a hard pinch and a tug. I could tell by the way Suzie winced that it had hurt. Charlie cackled as he roughly grabbed both of her breast with his hands leaving red marks which I was sure would turn to bruises. She pulled back in pain. Seeing this, Butch slammed the butt of the gun to the side of my head. I went down again; helpless to do anything. "Stop!" she cried as she looked down at me on the floor with blood coming from my mouth.

"Come on, Babe" Butch ordered as he dragged Suzie to the couch. As threw her down he handed the shotgun to Charlie and said "Me first." He placed his hand on Suzie's inner thigh. Suzie spread her legs to allow Butch clear passage to her pussy. I noticed that both of Suzie's nipples were hard and aroused. As Butch's fingers reached Suzie's crotch he exclaimed "This bitch is hot. Her pussy is just dripping. Man it's been so long since I had a hot piece of ass." He was right. I could see his fingers, as he pushed them in and out, we covered with Suzie's wetness. The room filled with the smell of Suzie's hot pussy. She squirmed as he continued to finger her. Then she started to meet his thrusts. She was getting hot.

The large black dude sat down on the other side of Suzie and started to rub her breast. His hands were so large that her breast looked small in his grip. He was much gentler than Charlie. For this, at least, I was thankful. I could see from where I lay both men had an erection. Suzie also noticed. She couldn't take her eyes off the large lump in Sam's pants and started to rub his rising member through his pants. Charlie had the gun pointed at my head, but he was intently watching the two men as they mauled my wife. 

"Enough of this" Butch yelled. "I want a piece of this ass. NOW"

Sam quickly got up and Butch pushed Suzie back and spread her legs. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his knees. He rammed his hard cock into Suzie's hot pussy. She squealed. As Butch pumped Suzie, she met his thrusts. I don't know what came over me, but I found my cock starting to harden.

She still hadn't taken her eyes off Sam's swollen bulge in his pants. She reached up and undid Sam pants and let the monster loose. Suzie grasped his large cock with her hand. She could barely get her hand a half way around it. As she looked at the large bulbous head I could see lust in her eyes. Butch continued to pump as Suzie gave Sam a hand job. Sam was getting very aroused as Suzie started to tickle his large balls with her free hand. Butch started to cum and pulled out and shot his hot spew onto her bare belly. Then Sam erupted. The first gush from Sam shot clear over the couch. The next pump landed on Suzie's breast in a big gob. Then Suzie screamed and had a very large orgasm. Seeing this, I too came in my underwear.

Charlie said "My turn" as he passed the shotgun back to Butch. He approached my wife and looked down at her covered with the other two men's cum. "I'm not getting their cum on me. Roll over slut " he said. Suzie complied. Charlie rammed his cock into Suzie's wet pussy. His cock was covered with her wetness as he pulled it out. He started to run his cock up and down my wife's crack giving special attention to her butt hole. Suddenly he buried his cock in her ass. Suzie screamed as he viciously assaulted her butt. He continued to pump and Suzie started to meet his thrusts. Was she enjoying this I asked myself. "Oh God" she screamed as she came again. I had my answer. Charlie then started to cum and squirted his load into her tight ass. Suzie just lay there for a minute with a look of contentment on her face.

"Get up and clean yourself up. Then get us something to eat bitch" Butch ordered.

"And put something on!"

Suzie went upstairs and showered. She returned wearing nothing but a see through wrap that just barely covered anything. She looked hot I must admit. What was she doing I thought.

"I told you to put something on" Butch shouted.

"Why, so you can tear it off and ruin my clothes" she responded.

Butch laughed and grabbed her ass. "I guess you're right. Now get us some grub"

Suzie went into the kitchen and prepared the men a meal. As she was cooking Sam went to the kitchen. I couldn't see into the kitchen from where I lay on the floor, but looking at the mirror in the hall I had an unrestricted view of what was happening. Suzie approached Sam and started to rub his cock through his drawers with one hand and grabbed his hand with her free one and placed it on her pussy. Her wrap fell open and I could see Sam pushing his fingers into her hot pussy. Her nipples were getting hard again. So was my cock. By now she had Sam's cock free. Sam sat on a kitchen chair and lifted my wife onto his throbbing knob. I didn't think that he would be able to get it into her, but it started to slid in.

She must have been very horny and wanting that big cock. He lifted her up and let her fall onto his cock. She squeeled as she quickly came again riding on that large cock of Sam. Then Sam came. He drove his cock deep within her and held her until he had stopped pumping his cum into her. He lifted her off and returned to the livingroom and left her to finish cookin their meal.

The three men sat at the kitchen table and ate the meal that Suzie had prepared. They ate like pigs with no manners at all. Suzie had also put out some beer for them which they greedily drank. After they ate I noticed that they were all starting to look very tired. You know, like a young child when they are fighting to stay awake. Then they all started to nod off. They all fell to sleep with their heads on the kitchen table. Suzie pushed Sam's arm to see if he was gone. No response. She quickly came in and undid me from my binds. Suzie then grabbed the phone and called 911. Within minutes our house was crawling with police. They cuffed the three escaped cons and took the out to the cruiser. Thank God it was over! The sergant in charge said that we were lucky to get away with our lives and asked us to come in to the station in the morning and give our statement.

After everyone had left I took Suzie in my arms and she explained that she had spiked the meal with sleeping pills. "You know, the strong ones that the doctor gave me when you are away" she said. I locked the door and turned out the lights.

Suzie and I went to bed, a little worse for wear, but both alright. I kissed her and started to rub her crotch. "Is this alright" I asked, feeling her pussy that was still drenched with Sam's cum. "Oh ya!" she said. "A little tender, but it's just fine."

What a woman, I thought to myself. She had given herself to save me from a beating and possible death. She put up with these men taking their turns with her.

I had such a raging hard-on from what had happened. I couldn't wait to have my turn.



Violated!



My name is Collette Williams nee Blake and at 5'9 and with a voluptuous figure, I am blessed with a truly beautiful ass, apple-shaped, round and ample with a deep cleft between two rounded cheeks. My hips swell beautifully to my tapering thighs and long legs. From waist down have always been my most attractive features.. I usually wear hip-hugging dresses and trouser suits. 

I work in a real estate firm under Mr Jack Jacobs. At well over 6 feet, my boss exudes visual power; from his large head, hands, torso and feet. With the making of a bulge in his midriff, he has an intense middle-aged face with lips as strict as worn leather soles; his slab cheeks resemble a scabby hillock. Whitish-grey hair runs through the black hair above his forehead, as if thoughts are aging him faster than the passage of time. From the moment I finished college five years ago, I have worked for him as his secretary and assistant. Some say I lack the ambition to be a go-getter but I cannot complain in these austere times. It also helps when you work in a genteel environment. Mr Jacobs loves glass furniture, and in the various reflective surfaces around the office, the stainless-steel appliances and the glass-fronted cabinets, I on occasion catch his eyes following me, but he has always been a gentleman and scrupulously formal. 

In 4 years, he has never made a pass at me. Even the sexual innuendos stops when I marry a year later. Although my husband sometimes jokingly accuses me, I never take the thought seriously because it never happens. But from my boss's attitude, I know his has a soft spot for me; often treating me like a younger sister and yearly giving me raises and generous bonuses. He never shouts at me and takes many of my suggestions on board. In short, I feel safe in his company. However, such confidence brings complacency. 

When he suggests I escort him to view a newly completed duplex up for sale. I agree without hesitation: we have done such tours before. We enter the house, fresh with paint, but devoid of furniture and inspect the four rooms downstairs. I offer suggestions and he acquiesces each time. As usual, he opens each door and enters each room first. We go upstairs and the first inkling I have that something is amiss is when we enter a large room, obviously the master bedroom. This time, I fail to note that he motions me to enter the room first after he opens the door. 

I stride in. Lying on the bare floor is a large kingside mattress. The surprising thing is that the bed sheet covering the mattress looks new. Before I can put two and two together, I hear the door slam behind me. 

From behind, he grabs me by the waist. I feel him pulling me closer and I feel the hardness of his loins pressing against the softness of my buttocks through my skirt. A chuckle escapes his lips and dread envelops me. I feel the stiffness abutting ominously into the crevice of my buttocks. I struggle and twist to escape his imprisoning arms.

But he throws me forward. I land on the mattress and he drops onto me like a lion pinning its prey. 

"Mr Jacobs!" I squeal and try to push him away.

"Don't fight me!" he gasps, his mouth hot against the delicate skin of my throat. His hands knead and squeeze at my breasts through my cotton blouse.

"Mr Jacob!" I cry and again try to rise. "What are you..."

His mouth descends capturing my lips and thus silences me. I keep my mouth closed to his spearing tongue. His cologne assaults my nostrils. 

"Don't fight me," He growls. "Just relax and you'll enjoy it."

Shivers run up my spine. "Don't look at me like that!"

He becomes silent but his hands now do all his talking. We dissolve into a tangle of arms and legs. I struggle and buck against his weight, trying to throw him off. He uses his strength; his weight and size stifles my attempts, keeping me in place. We are both panting now, but my struggles look hopeless when he grabs my hands and hold them over my head. This makes me struggle harder; kicking my legs and bucking my torso. 

I push against his chest, but I lack the leverage to force him away. 

"Mmmfff!" I moan against his battering lips.

"You want me to take you," he growls inches from my face. "Not true!" "Hauling such a juicy ass? I am going to pump you some."

"No!" I cry. "No! Mr. Jacob! No!"

Still, he pins my hands in an iron grip above my head. With the other, he rips off the buttons of my blouse. His coarse hands dive into the rent, mauling my breasts through the bra.

"You've got beautiful tits, Collette," he says. "I've always wanted to taste them!"

He tries to plant his mouth on a nipple, but I twist and squirm preventing him from locking on. But the bristles of his chin scrape over my nipples, causing funny sensations.

"Stop!" I squeal. "This is a ridiculous joke, which has gone far enough!"

"I'm going to fuck you, Collette," he said. "Loads of sperm."

"No! Mr. Jacobs, no!"

"I going to pump you some, make it good!"

"Let me up," I say, momentarily freeing my hands. "This is wrong!"

"I don't want to hurt you," he says, pinning my arms down again. "But I'm going to fuck you, whether you want it or not."

"I'll call the police!"

"I don't care! You're going to get fucked." 

"NO!" I scream hoping someone can hear me.

"Either lie and enjoy it, or fight me."

Now I am furious and the anger gives me strength. In the past, during my school days, I often find myself in struggles with lecherous men. I have won them all. Each man has had to taste the bitter pill of defeat. Even my future husband loses on our second date. Like others before, he tries yet fails. 

"You're really crazy!" I glare up at him. The lustful sneer on his face makes me shudder. "You can't get away with this."

"Maybe not," he replies, scornful grin widening. "But I am still going ahead."

But I have never been against a man this large or strong. With one big paw, he holds both of my wrists without even showing the strain. Sweat starts to form on my temples. His weight seems enormous, unmovable. I strain against his vice-like grip. "Please! I won't tell anyone, if you let me go!"

"Not on your life," he said.

Feeling the hem of my skirt climb up my thighs, I gasp when his fingers suddenly come in naked contact with my naked flesh. A tingle of electricity dances along my inner thighs as his fingers slip under the elastic leg band of my panties. I squirm desperately against the unyielding strength of his embrace. The bastard just keeps smirking at me, more than matching my struggles with his superior size and strength.

"What are you doing?" I ask again.

"What does it look like, you tease?"

"You must not." I scream and try to push him away, but its no use. 

"Give me those lips my sweet," my boss hisses. 

"NO!" I reply, my face bearing the mother of all frowns. 

"Kiss me." He hurls off his shirt. "I am going to fuck you!"

"You will do no such thing." My replies fuel my rage.

"I'm gonna fuck you," he said, his voice thick and urgent. I stare up in his face; with veins bulging on his temples, he looks like a total stranger.

"No you will not." I struggle against his weight again, surprising strength surging through me. 

"Always rolling that ass. What do think would happen?" "Nothing." I pant. But his size is more than I can manage, and we both know it. He barely registers a strain, though his body glistens and sweat runs down his arm and dissolving on my own damp skin. His flushed face bears glassy eyes.

"Today it will." 

Silence returns but his brute strength is prevailing. First, my bosom loses its torn blouse then its bra. "Let go of me," I pant. Through the fabric of my skirt, I feel his hard prick pressing against me through his trousers. I know this is all wrong, but I suddenly feel a strange excitement. Only the fabric of our clothes separates his throbbing cock from my tender gates.

"Feel it?" he growls. "Can you feel my big dick?"

"You filthy asshole!" 

"Stop, being silly," he whispers. "You know you're going to having my hot dick pounding your cunt."

"Please let me go," I sob yet his obscene words start arousing me. "Christ, how I want to fuck this pussy." Ignoring my pleas, he thrusts his hands under me, grasping the panty-clad cheeks of my buttocks, pulling me tighter against his throbbing member.

"No! No!" I whine and pound his chest with my fists. "You've got to stop this!"

I continue quivering as his hands massage my behind while his kneading fingers push my white panties into the crevice of my asscheeks. The hard bulge in the front of his trousers keeps rotating against my loins. A sense of helplessness flows through me. "Today is the day. You won't escape," he says quivering with impending triumph. He lifts his chest off mine.

"I'm gonna fuck you," he growls.

"No!" I shout, my voice quivering. "You can't stick that monster in me!"

"I sure will," he replies. "And you're gonna love it."

"No, Mr Jacobs!" I shriek. "It's too big!"

"Shut up and spread your legs." "It'll split me apart!" "Yes it will!"

"Please don't hurt me," I plead. An iron hand pins my hands above my head. There other hand roams freely. 

"Stop it! My husband..."I whine but my body starts to betray me. I feel myself getting moist between my thighs. 

"Will never know," he hisses and his lips swallow my straining nipple. Ripples instantly sweep through me and I am weak. My nipples are extremely sensitive and have been since I can remember. It is my great weak point. They stiffen like soldiers standing at attention. Closing my eyes, I try thinking of other things; like my great husband Ralf. A good man and the love of my life. 

"Oh," I wail as his lips move to the other nipple. A series of tiny explosions erupt just beneath my hardening nipples. Electricity courses through my spine, sparking a fire all the way down to my toes. My mind goes blank and I cease resisting. While my body stills, my mind runs amok. This can't be happening. This man is a rapist. My body can't want to have sex with him. 

He is all over me; his lips moaning, kissing me; his left hand, cupping my breasts and buttocks, seemingly all at the same time. Blood rushes out of my head and into my vagina. I quake with hate and disgust at the same time. Hate at him for assaulting me; disgust at myself for these emerging feelings.

He sweeps my skirt down to my knees. I kick my legs in denial but this only causes it to drop past my toes and off. My white cotton panties are exposed. My eyelids flutter when I feel the sensual pleasure surge like a seismic wave. This is dirty, evil. He must stop. I had to make him understand he shouldn't do this.

"No! Please! This...this is wrong! I'm married and you're..."I quiver to a stop, mentally hoping my pleas will stop him going any further thus desecrating my marriage. 

You want it, don't you? You want me to fuck you! Don't you, Mrs Wallcourt?" he growls.

"Oh, God ... Mr Jacobs. Don't do that ... you mustn't. No!" I whimper my voice an unrecognizable hiss as my body shudders. Whether with fear or excitement, I can no longer say. "Relax. Enjoy it." "No!"

"Yes you pretender." 

He pulls back, and the sinister sound of a zip being undone rents the air. I leap off the bed. But he barrels me back onto the bed. We land with a whoosh, and his chest punches air out of my lungs. Straddling me, he pulls off his sweater. His broad shoulders and chest seem to burst out from the confinement of his sweater. He kicks out his trousers without getting up, revealing trim thighs and as he twists, a glimpse of bunched hindquarters. Only his belly betrays a slight pouch. 

But my gaze locks on the juncture of his marbled thighs as he sits on my waist. I let out a gasp and freeze, staring at the rearing viper arching out from the trough of black pubic hair. Bigger than any I have seen, it's ludicrously swollen and long, larger than I ever imagine. Rising from his crotch, the serpent curves like a fuel-pump nozzle. Brutishly thick, the bending bridge of flesh oozes semen from between the circumcised glans. His large scrotum, swollen under the weight of heavy testicles, splays atop my belly button. I shudder imagining that mammoth snake impaling my delicate privates. 

As I thrash about, he powerfully re-pins my wrists above me head. With his other hand free, he immediately grabs my panties. The elastic digs into my skin as he pulls. A sharp crack and the fabric rips. A sharp, painful tug and the delicate material tears away in his hand, leaving my soft, trimmed pussy bare. 

A throbbing log brushes my thigh. In a last gesture of defiance, I lock my ankles. But like a boulder falling on two planks, knees of steel pry my legs apart. He grinds his chest against my breasts, driving the air out of my lungs. Tears well in my eyes and trickle down my cheeks. He pulls up his legs to his knees forcing my thighs to bunch up against his crouching thighs. I am growing tired, my thighs numb from overuse, arms shaking with exertion. Our bodies slid across each other shining with our pouring sweat. The hand holding my wrists loosen under perspiration but I am too far gone to break free. His fat cap, brushes against my clitoris. Instinctively I clench my buttocks trying to deny him my entrance, but his cock head berths between the lips of my opening. He gasps with pleasure that repulses me. 

"OH!" I squeal, shutting my eyes. He surges forward with brutal strength, crashing through the soft, barrier of my vaginal lips like a nail through plywood.

"Nooooo!" I groan as a blinding pain erupts in my loins. Halting, he rocks from side to side, his brutal piston-head distending my tender gates.

Suddenly, he shoves forward in one vicious jerk, his hairy chest crushing the softness of my ripe breasts. At the same time his hips propels the thick shaft of his heated cock deep into my moist pussy and like a heavy lance dropping from the sky, his blood-laden pipe burrows in. My pussy dilates, amid pinpricks of pain, as the barbarous intruder tries to fit into my tender tightness. I give up the kicking and squirming, exhausted. The meaty cylinder force its way through, only halting after sinking a full nine inches between my trembling legs. 

I hear his laboured breathing, the heaving of his heavy torso as my walls stretch around his impaling cock. His rough cheek brushes against my own, and the warm dampness of his breath heats my neck. 

"Oh, Collette," he chuffs, "you're so hot and tight!" I scent the brandy as his mouth captures my married lips. Powerful loins pull back before crashing down, ramming the hard cock deep into my young vagina. His hairy balls slap heavily against my upturned buttocks. My sheath grips his pulsing rod tightly. 

I open my eyes and look up, seeing a face that's familiar but at the same time alien. Sheer animal desire contorts his face, which loses its handsomeness in a way I have never seen. With glazed eyes dim with lust, Mr Jacobs stares, as if gazing through me.

I lie still beneath him, a dull pain stinging my pussy, as his powerful hips, push the swollen heat of his intruding cock back and forth in my dilating channel. With each inward stroke, I feel the grip of my moistening insides loosen around him. My pussy expands as he rams forward, then narrows when he pulls back; walls opening and closing, opening and closing, in a steady, satisfying rhythm. Loud smarting sounds tickle my ears as his sinewy stomach bangs against the yielding softness of my quivering belly. 

I groan but more in discomfort now than in true pain. But, as the resistance of my tight sheath lessens, I also sense a change. The pain begins disseminating into warmth; a swirling around the burrowing pipe. Hanging in this red storm of discomfort, sensual points of blue erupt making my cries dwindle to moans. As the blue cloud subsumes the red storm, I am unable to discern between the diminishing pain and the growing pleasure. He reaches under me; savage talons digging into the soft bottom flesh.

I moan in disbelief when the first tingle sweeps through me; a familiar pinprick of pleasure from deep inside me.

I try to quell it, stamp it out. But my body keeps responding each time my swollen lips distend to take the engorged impaler. Waves tingle through me as my pussy walls clutch the impaling invader. Sighs escape me each time his nuts slap against my upturned ass cheeks. Each time his cock slams forward, it massages my clit transmitting little shocks. I flail my head from side to side, trying to shake off the shameful realization of succumbing to traitorous emotions.

Clenching my teeth tight I fight with all my will against the growing flames threatening to devour my resistance. But it's a losing battle as he sucks and licks my nipples ceaselessly. My smooth buttocks jerk up and down in response to his thrusts. Ripples of spasms course through my tingling body.

"Ooooohhhhhhh ..." I whine involuntarily as my hips as if by their own violation begin a sensual churning, a passionate grind of its own, a direct answer to the invading dick's insistent demands. "Like it, slut?" "Oh! Take it out!" "Never!" "Aaaagghh... " I utter softly between sobs, then "Oohhhh? Ohhhhh ... God ...!" 

My body boils in an exquisite web of simulated nerve ends. I realize that further fight is useless; I cannot deny this intense delight any longer. Heat spots erupt across my skin. I blush, and mewl in excitement. Little beads of perspiration break out over my face. 

Straining my muscles, I strive to meet every thrust of his plunging cock, gasping each time his pelvis smacks against my tender loins with a brutal thud. My hips begin grinding upward in answer to his downward plunges as his pounding lunges are matched with eager thrusts.. When he withdraws, my hips press back against the softness of the mattress. My vagina starts peppering his sperm-laden prick with tight, possessive contractions.

"That's right, you slut. Feel that? Feels good doesn't it?" "No! Oh no!" I squeal more in mental self-denial than at my physical betrayal.

My awareness narrows and crystallises; his sweaty body crushing mine; his thick prick assaulting my loins; his rough hands kneading my succulent hips. Electric sensations ripple from my twitching cunt and streak like lightning across my trembling thighs and up through the tips of my palpitating nipples. Rotating my hips from side to side around the impaling cock, my vagina dances to its rhythmic beating. 

A sneer of victory lights up his lust-contorted face

"I know you like it. feels so good. Feel me going deeper?" "Oh god!"

"Deeper and deeper I fucking you. my hard cock is going to fill you with my hot, thick sperm and you're going to love it aren't you?"

My mind reverses or tries to. I can't cum, I must not. My husband will never forgive me, climaxing like a slut for this rapist. My eyes snaps shut. Ripples become sparks and I face total defeat. "No. Oh God!" "Yes you slut!" He croaks in reply, lust dripping with every syllable. "Move with me."

I look up at him and his face smeary with bliss."Fuck!" I groan as if in anguish, yet wrap my arms around his neck. This pulls his glistening chest onto the softness of my heaving breasts. Sinking his long manhood back and forth between my vaginal lips and onto my cervix, his plunging long cock glides in and out, filling and emptying me. My mouth opens and closes in response to each stroke of his cock. My legs encircle his muscular torso as if independent of my control. 

"Told you bitch," he groans through clenching teeth, "Knew you will love it.""

"Yes don't stop." I feel like a leaf caught in a typhoon as he continues to pound me. Higher and higher into the vortex I ascend, until I find myself teetering on the brink of an abyss. 

Rough hands pinch the soft parts of my body. His face is a mask of lust, the sneering mouth groaning. Slaps echo as he pounds my inflamed loins. 




Violated!



"Oooh, Jack. Fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me!" Thoughts of my wanton behaviour suddenly excite me further. "Fuck ... oh, fuck me, Jack ...fuck ... fuck."

In the midst of my vocal obscenity, the cold, objective voice of my conscience speaks. Harlot! Slut! Have you no shame, no pride? What of your promise to remain loyal to your husband? Have you forgotten yourself? What about...? 

The flames of wanton pleasure erupted, sniffing out such puritan thoughts.

"Fuck me-eeee," I moan. "Ohhhhh ... beautiful ... "

Fingers of steel clamp harder on my succulent flesh. His pace increases; his thrusts become even more powerful. Our bodies collide with resounding loud smacks. No one has taken me like this before. It is brutal, primeval, almost punishing. Ram, out, ram, out; time and again like reciprocating engine. Against this brutal assault, I begin to drown under waves of ecstasy. Sex has never been like this! 

Rainbow lights explode, blinding me: spasms overwhelm me. The conquest is complete. I feel myself spinning into a whirlpool of ecstasy. My loins shudder uncontrollably and sweep across me. Finally, it happens. Soaring sky-high, like an eagle on steroids, flashes chill through my nervous system. I am swallowed in ecstatic bliss; a small death followed by glorious rebirth. 

Different croaks start vaulting out of my lips. "Oh, Mr...! Oh ... oh ... oh, so ... so good, Jacobs! Oh, your cock's so big! So strong and hard! OOOOOOHHHH!"

"Okay, baby," he pants, "Get ready!" 

A thousand receding rainbows scar my sight. Arching my hips I clutch his clenching buttocks."You bastard!" 

But as I wallow in the aftershocks of my own orgasm, he is beyond help. 

"Here it comes! OH!" I hear his whimpering cry as he rams his cock repeatedly to the hilt into my shuddering body. "Collette, you are so... AGH! " The first hot splashing explodes deep inside me. More churning semen gushes out of his enormous hose spurting thick, cream deep into the farthest recesses of my vagina. He shakes and rattles above me, screaming, "Motherfucker I'm shooting. Oh God! It feels so nice, so hot and tight my darling." 

"Give it to me, you bad man." 

"How did I leave you this long?"

His jism cascades like a fountain, splattering the walls of my battered vagina. He murmurs now like a deaf-mute. His pulsating cock stops quivering and stops shooting. Seven times spurts, discharges more come than a cup full of baby juice. Finally, he collapses down on top of me, still like a stature. I grasp him tightly. I have been unfaithful. Yet it feels so very, very good. I simply lie there, in shock but most of all the shame of my enjoyment envelops me. Somewhere deep in me another thought arises.  

"Mr Jacobs..."

"Call me Jack."



Violated



Note: from the files of Cleo

*****

I would never have believed my life would turn out this way, but looking back now I can see it could not have been any other way. I married young while still in my third year of college, to a graduating law student. Steve was the kind of guy who would be a success at anything he tried; everybody liked him. Our problem had been that neither he nor I had any sexual experience to speak of when we married. 

I'd fumbled around in the backseat of one of the high school jock's car a few times, even gave him a couple hand jobs, finally letting him pop my cherry one night after Homecoming. Sex hadn't been as much fun as everything I'd heard about it. 

Anyway, I wasn't exactly a virgin when I got married, but I still didn't know very much about sex either. Steve was a virgin though, timid at spontaneity and uninventive to say the least. If our couplings produced any climaxes at all for me, they were extremely mild ones and Steve never really seemed too interested whether we had sex or not. In most cases I initiated it and he just went along. My new husband's job kept him busy and gone most of the time, and eventually we grew apart. We divorced after just three years. 

My father was a big tough man whom I loved dearly, although I was very intimidated by him. I loved just being near him though, smelling his aroma, hearing his bellowing laugh, sometimes trembling at his disfavor. On rare occasions when I was allowed to hug him, I savored it for long afterward. When he passed away I cried for days. After he died I shied away from men like that, drifting toward the shy, quiet ones like Steve; safe uncomplicated men who didn't stretch my physic so much. 

My shrink tried to explain it one day, calling it a common sexual fixation with one's father that is suppressed until later in adult life when it resurfaces to create complications for some women. Maybe. I don't know. 

Anyway, after the divorce I grew bored and decided to enter the job market. I'd graduated with a degree in wildlife management because animals are simpler and much easier to get along with than people. 

I left my resume at the State and two private companies, surprised when I was called by one of the private firms in just two days. I passed my interview with flying colors, hired on a six-month probationary status. 

My immediate boss reminded me of my late father; big, loud and pushy, towering over me like a huge tree. Suddenly, some of the same feelings I'd had with my father returned; fear, fascination, an occasional fantasy. While I was fine, working around most of the other workers, my boss always left me feeling shaken and tongue-tied each time he spoke to me. Most of the time, it was just a growled order or derisive comment, and then ignoring anything I might have to say in return. His name was Carl, and he never had a kind word for anyone. He scared me to death from the first day. 

During my second month on probation, Carl's secretary informed me I'd be going to a wildlife resort in Montana for my second phase of training. It would be a two week-long trip and the primary subject would be fish habitats and management. Carl would accompany me because he was to make an annual inspection of some sort for the resort. There would be three other people there as well, one of them a young female trainee like me. It sounded great, except for the fact that Carl would be there. 

Apprehensive but excited I met Carl at the airport, watching silently as he bullied his way through the seating process. He was so big and imposing that I felt almost childlike beside him as I slouched down into my seat. I just sat quietly with down-cast eyes, praying he wouldn't want any casual conversation during our trip. 

"You got a boyfriend?" he said gruffly, jarring me out of my stupor.

"Uh . . . no. I was married, but . . ."

"Divorced huh? A girl as pretty as you and no boyfriend? That's too bad."

"Well . . . I . . ." But he'd already turned back toward the window, completely ignoring me for the rest of our trip. 

Carl rented a Jeep at the airport because the resort was a four-wheel drive trip, a full hour from any civilization. It consisted of a lodge with one large bedroom, kitchen, dining area and a spacious lounge with several leather couches, easy chairs and a pool table to relax. There were also four very comfortably furnished cabins. Carl took the large bedroom in the lodge and assigned one of the cabins to me. He gruffly told me to unloaded the jeep, and he stayed on his cell phone the whole time. As I finished I noticed him standing in the doorway, grinning. 

"That was Jessie. The other trainee got food poisoning and they won't be joining us. They figured I could handle your training on my own. Guess it's just you and me, Kerrie. Get everything put away and I'll show you around." He turned and walked out, leaving me to manage everything on my own. 

His last words produced a forbidden chill deep inside me. An entire week with this big bully! I couldn't do it. What was I going to do? I sleep walked through my chores, putting the supplies away as I fought down a growing apprehension. Okay, I decided. I'd just keep my mouth shut except when necessary, not provoke his wrath, and try to get through the next two weeks. We were fifteen miles from the nearest store and I probably couldn't find my way back anyhow. 

The next day was spent becoming familiar with the resort and how to manage the boat's small outboard motor on the lake. Tired from the day's events, that evening I was expected to cook our dinner meal, and although I'm not a great cook, it turned out fine. Carl cracked a bottle of wine and we had that with our food. 

He talked continuously and I simply nodded or smiled as required. He didn't seem to notice my silence, keeping my wine glass filled throughout the meal. Intimidated, I drank it. The wine's warm glow made me relax somewhat and become a little more talkative about my childhood, my father in particular, and to some extent, my failed marriage. He didn't have much to say during those periods, as though studying me as I spoke. 

"You really are a beautiful woman, Kerrie. It's a shame you don't have anyone." He got up and came back with another bottle of wine, opening it. 

"I . . . I don't think I should drink anymore, Carl. I'm . . . I have work tomorrow." I laughed weakly. "I won't be able to get out of bed in the morning."

He poured our glasses full, smiling down at me, making me shrink back inside my shell again, my heart hammering inside my chest. "Hey, we're celebrating our arrival. Got to relax so we can get a head-start in the morning. Go ahead, drink up." 

He continued staring at me intently until I finally lifted my glass and took a sip. The wine was affecting me and I really did have a buzz on. He suddenly came around the table, pulled me up by my arms, and drew me tight against his body. I was too stunned to move as his mouth swallowed mine, his tongue lashing inside. Through my shorts I could feel his arousal growing until it was pressing against me like a large piece of wood! In a panic, I was finally able to pull my mouth away, to breathe. 

"Carl, stop it! Stop!" I said as forcefully as I could, uncontrollable tears forming in my eyes. "You're scaring me!"

Unexpectedly, he stepped back grinning, dropping his hands to his sides. "Just getting acquainted."

"Well, I'm going to bed," I said angrily as I practically ran out the door, back to my cabin. I locked the door behind me. Later, taking my shower I realized I was shaken to my core, still tasting Carl's meaty tongue in my mouth, feeling his huge erection against my belly. Although revolted by what had happened and refusing to touch myself to confirm my suspicions, I knew my pussy was sopping wet. I suddenly realized it'd been months since I'd had a climax. 

I was determined that none of my future climaxes would include the vulgar man I'd just left. He made my skin crawl! Maybe it was just the unsettling experience of his mauling me, or the several glasses of wine, but that night I dreamed nearly all night. In one of the dreams, Carl was between my legs pounding away with an unimaginably huge cock. At some point, he turned into my father - just as I wrapped my legs around him with a shuddering climax. I awoke, the sheet beneath me drenching wet. It was almost 3:30 AM before I managed to sleep again. 

The next morning Carl was as bossy and detestable as always, acting as if nothing had happened. At least, I was thankful for that. While we were out in the boat, we were soaked by a passing rain shower and although it was still late summer, it'd left us shivering. Carl decided to call it a day and we headed back to the resort. Inside the lounge fireplace, he built a fire and I hovered near it to warm up. Suddenly, he was beside me when I turned, his hairy chest level with my face. 

"Your nipples are sticking straight out," he said crudely.

Cold and still shivering I glanced down and saw he was right. They were hard and poking against my light shirt, from the cold. Without warning, Carl reached out and grasped one nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He didn't hurt me, but it was firm enough that I knew I couldn't pull away without it being painful. I was so stunned that I couldn't move anyway, so I just stood there as he rolled it around in his fingers. 

"Please . . ."

He didn't answer, just grinned broader. Instead of stopping, he also grasped the other nipple, doing the same thing with it. 

"Carl, stop . . . please . . ."

"Shut up," was all he said, continuing to tug and roll the nipples in his fingers.

My knees were growing weaker and my breath shallower as I struggled with growing panic . . . and something else, deep inside my core. "Please Carl."

He smiled down at me kindly, so his harder pinch came as a complete surprise and I squealed loudly. "I said to shut up," his voice was cold and hard.

This went on for several minutes, then, I felt his large hand on my shoulder pressing me down. No, I wanted to shout, but he was too strong and I was terrified of his hurtful fingers on my tender nipples. Once on my knees in front of him, I kept my eyes averted downward, my heart pounding in fear, the cobblestone hearth digging into my knees. Now I was certain he was going to rape me. Except for the crackling fire, the cabin was deathly quiet. Quiet enough to hear his zipper being pulled down.

"God no, Carl!"

His fingers nearly pulled my tit off, and I whimpered. One hand still on the nipple, he lifted my tear-streaked face with his other, until I could see his cruel unrelenting expression. 

"Lick it," he whispered hoarsely.

I lowered my vision a bit and saw his cock for the first time. If I was scared before, I was terrified now. True, Carl was a big man but this thing was twice as big and thick as Steve's had been, huge ridges and purple veins crisscrossing it, the crown looking like a large spongy helmet. It was dark the night the jock took my cherry and Steve nearly never walked around completely undressed in front of me, so I admit I was inexperienced as such things go. Steve's dick was the only one I'd ever seen and it was very small when soft, about four or five inches when hard. This thing though was truly intimidating! 

I watched in horror as Carl's rampant cock throbbed and jerked, stiffening right in front of my eyes until it was as hard as marble. How a woman could even accommodate something like that was unimaginable. I felt if he decided to rape me I would be ruined forever. His fingers tightened on my nipple again to let me know he was still in charge. I cringed, then realizing I had no choice, my tongue shot out involuntarily touching the meaty tip. Despite its hardness, it felt warm and soft against my tongue. 

"Keep on until I tell you to stop," he whispered, rolling the nipple in warning. 

Closing my mind to what I was being forced to do, I licked . . . and licked . . . and licked. 

After a few minutes Carl was breathing heavily, an occasional small grunt. "Open your mouth a little and slid your lips around on the head of it," he ordered, his fingers tightening a bit more on the nipple. Not wanting him to pinch harder, I did as he told me. He reached down and lifted his cock up out of the way, holding it up. 

"Lick all the way down and back up," he ordered. 

I did it, all the time wanting to puke. I figured it would serve him right if I up-chucked on his damned pecker! Nauseous, my heart pounding away inside my chest and my mind a blur, I tried to plot an escape from what I knew was the inevitable ending to all this. I knew he would probably kill me with that thing if he raped me, at the very least tear the lining of my vagina. I couldn't get even half of it in my mouth, if I tried. He'd probably choke me to death with it first! If not, he'd tear me apart trying to get it in! I was in a panic, but his words came soft and soothing. 

"Take the head in your mouth and suck while you use your tongue." 

I hesitated until with a slight tug, he reminded me he was still the one in control. As long as he didn't force me, I reconciled to the fact that it wasn't as bad as I'd thought it would be. Actually, the warm, meaty thickness in my mouth felt quite comforting. As I sucked and licked the large crown, I found myself pausing to hold the thickness against my tongue, savoring the feeling of it pulsating in my mouth. 

I sucked and licked for a long time for a long time and my jaws were beginning to ach a little, finally tasting a small spurt of leaking fluid, before he pulled back to settle down a bit. Inexplicably, that sent a surge of power through me, made me realize that all I had to do was get this over with as quickly as possible. I pushed back against his hand, swallowing as much of his hard meat as possible, feeling it hit the back of my throat. 

He answered by groaning and grasping my hair with both hands, thrusting with his hips and closing the opening to my throat with the giant head, nearly strangling me. 

I was suddenly choking and gagging as I felt my air supply cut-off. I beat his hard belly with my hands and struggled against this invasion, as slobbers ran down my chin in rivers. I thought, this is where I would die - choked to death on a giant cock. Panting much harder now, with a more copious amount of pre-cum flowing from the hole in his penis, he finally eased off a little, but held the meaty crown inside my mouth. 

"When it hits the back of your mouth, relax and breathe through your nose," he whispered hoarsely. "Don't fight it. It'll fit."

I felt the bumps and ridges once more, sliding over my tongue as eased himself back inside again. Strangely enough, it seemed easier this time. My heart felt like it would pop right out of my chest, it beat so hard. Oddly enough, even the gagging and choking part of the ordeal had excited me! Confused and more scared and excited than I'd ever been, I felt the long shaft easing past my throat's opening as I struggled to breathe through my nose as he'd instructed. 

I felt an imperceptible little pop as the giant helmet - the first cock to ever enter my throat - slid steadily downward with relative ease. A small prickle of pride shot through me for the accomplishment. I'd done it! I was vaguely aware I was rubbing my wet thighs together. Suddenly, I wanted it. Sucking, letting my tongue caress the large blood vessel underneath the endless pole of meat, my hands reached up of their own accord to grasp his ass cheeks and pull him deeper. 

I felt cheap, slutty, dirty - all the words women never want to hear. Right then, I wanted to feel like that! It'd been months since the divorce, even longer since I'd felt anything other than my fingers inside me. I was like a hungry animal, slobbering up and down his thick meat, small moans being emitted from my slim-coated lips. How I was ever able to swallow that much meat without choking I'll never understand, but Carl's grunts indicated I was doing it exactly right and I could taste gush after gush of his pre-ejaculation fluid coating my teeth and tongue. 

I decided that when he finally ,came and I felt the first spurt, I'd back off and use my hands to complete his release. Maybe that would satisfy him and all this would be over.

I let one hand slid down to cup his hairy balls, the other pulling on his ass cheeks, holding him securely against my face as I sucked and slobbered all over his thick cock. 

In explicably, I was in heaven. Somewhere along the line I had lost focus of my plan, suddenly wanting to taste more of the tantalizing fluid I was draining from his hard cock. It was intoxicatingly delicious. Both his hands wrapped in my long blond hair, as my own hand pulled his ass even closer and scratched his hairy sacs. No longer the victim, I was loving it now! 

He finally stiffened, froze that way for just an instant and then yelled something unintelligible as I felt the first spurts of a long continuous stream of cum emptying into my working throat. No way was I going to stop now, swallowing load after load of the lumpy cream as quickly as I could. I almost came right then, but it ended too soon. 

He finally eased back, trying to pull his now tender cock from my hungry mouth, but I hung on tightly, fighting against him, wanting to keep it a little longer. He was finally able to pull it free, panting heavily as he gazed down at me in disbelief. 

"You are one cock-hungry bitch," he muttered. I saw that his cock hadn't shrunk noticeably as it grew softer, and there was a large clear drop forming at its tip. I leaned forward catching it on my tongue before it could fall, savoring it. 

Without warning, Carl suddenly pushed me backward and I fell onto my ass, resting on my elbows looking up at him. My legs were spread but I didn't bother closing them. Instead, I stared up at him with something like defiance, waiting. 

"Get your shorts off."

Staring him in the eyes I removed my shorts and panties in one movement, letting my legs fall apart again, open, wet and inviting. What I'd just done for him hadn't yet set-in, but It'd been months since I'd been laid and all I could think about right then was wondering if I could get that huge appendage inside my hurting cunt. I'm ashamed to say how much I needed it right then, but I would've done anything he told me to at the moment, to get what I wanted. 

Carl fell between my thighs, his head level with my belly, staring into my eyes. The next thing I felt was his hot breath on my vaginal lips, and then his tongue. He slurped on my vagina lips and sucked my clit for about a minute. That was all it took. Clamping my thighs around his head and grabbing his hair in both hands, I screamed as I immediately came with a shuddering climax, the strongest of my entire life. It seemed to last forever.

As I lay gasping for breath, my heart hammering, he moved forward, his face coming into view as he hovered over me. I felt his big hands lifting my ass and something big and hot pushing against my vaginal opening. Then the fire started as friction burned my most tender parts. I groaned, lifting to help, but soon the pain became too much. 

"It won't fit, Carl. Stop, please. I'll suck you again."

I saw him grin evilly. "It'll fit, Baby. You'll love it."

For a woman in her mid-twenties, I suddenly realized my womanhood had never been taxed with anything of any size, and not too often at that. I wasn't built for something like Carl's cock, but built or not, I knew I was now going to get it. For what seemed like an eternity he pushed and probed my opening as I moaned in pain. I was wet enough, just not wide enough. After a while of suffering I lifted my ass more, bringing my knees to my chest - that was all it took. Without warning the giant crown popped inside. 




Violated



The relief I felt was beyond description. He didn't give me long to get used to it though, shoving more of it deeper inside me. I felt every inch, every vein and ridge pressing against my vaginal walls on its journey to my core. The friction was still there, but now the pain was manageable. I lifted even higher and he slid all the way in to his pubic hair, until I felt the crown of it pressing against my cervix. 

He flexed his cock a couple times and then he began a slow exit, pulling my cuntal lining out with it. As he reached the vagina opening, he slowly shoved the lining back inside me. Two trips of that and I was desperately clutching his back, whimpering with uncontrollable need. Then he really started fucking me. After a couple minutes of his pounding I was literally sobbing and trying to climb his body, as I struggled to receive even more of his fantastic cock. 

When his mouth crushed down on mine, I opened for his tongue, sucking it like a cock, and then following it back inside his mouth when it retreated. I was out of control, moaning and crying simultaneously. As he hammered his thick meat into me, I seemed unable to focus my eyes, staring up but un-seeing, my mouth speaking words unwillingly.

"Fuck me . . . fuck me . . . fuck ... me." 

I was almost there when he stopped moving! "What . . .?"

"Like that cock baby?"

"Yes. Yes!"

"Ready to cum?"

"God yes! Do me, please do me . . ."

He slammed into me with even more force, but it still wasn't hard enough for me and I answered each thrust with one of my own. He was literally bottoming out against my cervix with every thrust, jarring me to my core. I didn't care. I wanted him to punish me for being his whore, destroy me with his huge cock. I was a tramp and deserved it. I realized tears were running down my face but I didn't understand why. 

Carl's body suddenly stiffened as he groaned loudly and shot his load deep into my soft belly, just as I screamed my own orgasm right into his open mouth over and over. As I blacked out, I realized what I had been screaming. 

"Daddy . . . Daddy . . . Daddy." 

When I came back around, foggy and dazed, he was sitting beside me, staring at my open thighs. I was too tired to even close them. 

"There's a river of cum running out of your sweet pussy. You like that, Baby?"

Too tired to answer I didn't say anything, so he went on. "You're lucky to have found a man who can fuck several times a day, every day, Baby. I love sex and you'll learn to, as well. Now, get into the bedroom and on the bed. I ain't through yet. I've been watching your tight ass for over a month now, and today is pay-off time. Move it!" 

I could hear him pissing in the stool as I entered the bedroom. By the time he arrived I was on the bed in a fetal position. I felt the bed sag from his weight and then he was beside me. 

"Please," I whimpered. "I'm so tired. I'm really sore. Let me rest, please."

He wrapped his fingers in my hair and yanked my face closer. "You're through when I say you're through. Now give me your hand."

He took my hand and wrapped it around his slimy dick. Soft as it was, my fingers didn't reach around it, my hand looking like a child's hand against his cock. "Make it hard again," he said, lying back on the pillow and closing his eyes. 

"Don't make me have to tell you again."

His threatening tone sent a chill through me. It also made me shiver with an unnatural thrill as I slowly worked my hand up and down on his slimy cock, feeling it slowly inflating again. After a moment, it wasn't a chore any more. From above me I heard, "Lick it."

I scurried over to do his bidding, tasting his seed and my own as I slid my tongue up and down on his engorged meat. Suddenly, I was like before. I wanted it inside my mouth, in my throat, throbbing and shooting deep in my belly. I was a nasty whore but it was like I couldn't help myself. I swallowed it, sloppy, wet and satisfying. 

Unbidden, I crawled between his spread legs, lifted his hairy sacs and nibbled on them, making love to them. I felt his hands on the back of my head, pushing me down farther. Carl was terribly strong. He held my face motionless as he lifted his asshole toward my mouth. 

"Lick it, Bitch. Lick it like you love it!"

Fighting down my revulsion at having to such an act I stick out my tongue and touched his puckered nether hole, listening as he gasped in pleasure. Repulsed by what I was doing, I did it again, this time lingering longer, feeling him move backward to push against my mouth. I'd have thought it would be worse, smell bad or something. It was just a rubbery little opening that gave me complete control over this big bad man who'd bullied me so much. I was thrilled that I had him wiggling and squirming like a little girl as he pleaded, "Yes, yes, do that." 

I forced my tongue in deeper and he moaned more loudly. Maybe he was a closet faggot after all, I thought with contempt. Maybe he liked it up the ass. I slaved on his anus for several minutes, then slid up and captured his jerking cock in my mouth again. He came in less than thirty seconds, his sperm coating the roof of my mouth and my teeth as it slid down my throat to pool in my soft belly. Although close to it, I didn't cum, but with each spurt of his thick sperm I experienced a growing thrill that was almost as good. 

I can't explain it, but it was like I was having a physic climax. As I gently licked and sucked his softening cock, I felt like a kitten with a belly-full of warm cream. I felt used. I felt satisfied. Sleepily, I drifted off to sleep. 

The next morning I awoke to find Carl gone. Dragging myself out of bed I realized I was stiff and sore, my face coated with dried body fluids. I couldn't find my clothes, so I took a quick shower and pulled on one of Carl's white shirts, nothing under it. Where were my clothes? Should I make a dash for my cabin where my suitcase was? Carl showed up and saved me the choice.

"Who told you to wear one of my shirts?"

He sounded angry and fear shot through me. My heart in my mouth, I meekly answered. "I'm sorry, Carl. I didn't know. I couldn't find my own clothes."

"I have your stuff. You'll get them back when I decide to do it. For the time we're here, I want you naked and waiting anytime I want fuck you."

"What . . .?"

"Shut up." He glared at me for a long moment until I wilted. "When you came last night you called me Daddy."

"I didn't . . ."

"I said to 'shut up'!" 

He had a crazy sort of look about him and as big as he was, that caused me to cringe. I was really frightened now. This guy was clearly nuts. 

"I liked that you called me Daddy. I've decided that's what you'll call me while we're here. No more Carl. Daddy. Got it?"

Humiliated, I sniffed a couple times and then simply nodded. I was still trying to come to grips that I'd cried out "Daddy" when I'd climaxed. That had shaken me a lot. Sure, I'd been almost out of my mind, but was I really that sick?

"Say it," he demanded, his eyes looking kind of funny. 

"Daddy."

Carl smiled warmly, the crazy look gone for the moment. "Very good. Now take off my shirt, come over here and sit on my lap."

I wanted to protest, but I didn't want to piss him off either. I didn't know what he was capable of and we were a long way from anyone who could help me. I obediently dropped the shirt and climbed onto his lap. He smiled broadly. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it? Kiss me."

That was the last thing I wanted to do, but I dutifully pecked him on the lips. When I drew back I saw his face was growing red with anger so I leaned down, opened my mouth and really kissed him. In a moment he was kissing me open-mouthed, lots of tongue. Despite myself, I felt a tingling growing between my legs. I fought it, but the kissing went on for a long time and I soon found myself kissing him back, my hands wrapped in his hair, pulling his head down. 

I pulled back to catch my breath and he kissed his way down my neck and chest, taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting it softly until I squirmed in his lap. Then he did the other one. By that time I was whimpering like a small hurt animal. How did he do this, make me feel this way? I vaguely wondered what we must look like if someone happened to walk in. I probably looked like a child against Carl's huge bulk. 

My dad had been six-three. Carl seemed bigger. I'm five-seven and slender built, only a thirty-six inch chest. He felt massive under my small frame - intimidatingly massive - causing me to shudder with anticipation. Carl pulled his head away, staring at me intently. "Tell me to kiss you."

"Kiss me some more," I said dutifully. I was having trouble breathing. 

"Again. Call me daddy this time."

I trembled then whispered softly, "Kiss me, Daddy. Please kiss me."

He brought his mouth to mine, sucked each lip for a while, licked the inside of my mouth, and crushed my lips against his until they hurt. After a while I could feel my wetness seeping into his pants. I wondered if he also felt it. He must have because he said, "Stand up for a minute."

I stood and he unbuckled his belt, pushing his pants and shorts down, kicking them off. His cock, sticking straight up from a patch of dark hair was so hard it was almost purple, throbbing and angry-looking. He spread his legs and said, "Okay, you know what to do."

I knelt between his hairy thighs, locking eyes with him as I leaned forward and slowly licked the length of his straining cock. I heard him catch his breath. Then he laid his head back, closed his eyes and sighed. "Take it real slow. I want this to last all morning."

I did as he instructed, letting my wet loose lips trail slowly over the head of his dick, licking downward to his balls, nibbling them for a while, and then licking back to the crown to start all over again. I vaguely wondered if I could live without this once we returned to civilization. He grunted as I lifted his nuts and nibbled the sensitive area right under them, sliding my hand up and down his throbbing cock all the time. 

I watched his face as I did it, strained and ugly, as if in pain. I wanted desperately to taste it again, but I promised myself I wouldn't let him cum until he begged me, redoubling my efforts with mouth, tongue and hands made damp with my spit. Maybe that way I could reinsert some control over the situation. I made love to his cock for a long time, easing up whenever his pre-cum flowed freely and I felt his body tense up, sensing he was close, and then increasing the tempo when he lay his head back again. The taste was like ambrosia on my tongue. Each little seepage making my head swirl. 

"Oh Baby," he finally groaned softly. 

"Yes Daddy?" I replied sarcastically.

"Okay. I can't wait any longer. I'm ready. Swallow it all."

I almost laughed. I knew I was in control now. I'd decide when he could cum. "I'm sorry, Daddy. What did you say, Daddy?" My tone literally dripped with sarcasm. 

I knew instantly that I'd made a mistake. He lashed out slapping me hard across the face, then grabbed my long hair and jammed his cock down my throat to the base, holding it there as I struggled to breathe. Just as I was starting to see spots, he released his grip. 

"So, wantta play games with your daddy, huh? Think you're a big girl now? I'll show you who's in charge here!" 

Carl pulled me over his lap face-down and held me there with a hand in the middle of my back. He brought the other open palm down hard on my bare ass cheeks! I screamed in pain and struggled but he continued for several minutes until my ass felt like it was on fire and I was sobbing really hard. 

He suddenly stood and jerked me to my feet, slamming me face-down over the back of the recliner. Moving behind me before I could even catch my breath, he jammed his cock into me without any preliminaries, again making me scream with pain. No warm-up, nothing, just started fucking me like an animal. Even though I was soaking wet, his cock felt even bigger than the previous night as he hammered into me without mercy for the next ten minutes. 

Suddenly, it didn't hurt so much and I found myself rising up to meet his thrusts. Just before I reached my climax, he pulled out, leaving my aching pussy empty. I could feel the cooler air of the room filling the place his hot cock had just vacated. 

"Please," I muttered. 

"What? I didn't hear you."

"Please Daddy . . . finish me. I need it."

He laughed real ugly. "Oh, I'm gonna finish you all right, girl. Am I ever going to finish you. You'll think twice before you disrespect your Daddy the next time."

I didn't like the sound of that, but before I could answer I felt his cock probing my puckered asshole. Suddenly I was filled with terror. He'd kill me if he did that. I had never had anal intercourse in my life! Barely able to accommodate his garth in my vagina, I knew he'd never be able to do it back there, for I was a true virgin in that orifice. 

"Please . . . Daddy, I'm sorry. I really am. I'll make it up to you, I swear. Anything you want. Anything at all." 

His pressure increased until it felt like he'd tear my anus apart. I screamed louder and he stopped. He rubbed his dick through my vagina several times to lub it, then went right back to pushing it against me again. My tears flowed freely as I sobbed with pain and humiliation, mumbling over and over, ". . . please . . . please . . . please."

There was an unbelievably sharp pain as the crown finally made it inside, my anus closing over it, holding it in place. The suffering only grew worse though as he relentlessly pushed his thick cock inside my virgin anus, forcing my colon walls aside as it ploughed ever deeper. It felt like a fencepost going up my ass! I squirmed and fought back to no avail. 

"Listen, girl. You want the pain to stop?"

I nodded vigorously, sobbing too hard to answer. 

"Okay, here's what you do. First off, stop struggling and relax your muscles. You're going to get fucked in the ass, so just accept that. Next, rub your pussy. Trust me, it'll make this easier."

I attempted to do as he instructed. Relaxing and reaching down between my legs, I immediately discovered I was drenched! What the fuck? Here I was with this fencepost-sized cock stuffed up my ass, and I was excited? As my fingers slipped smoothly inside my wet pussy thrills shot through my entire body. I groaned softly. 

Carl laughed. "See? I told you," he panted, forcing himself deeper. Only this time it didn't hurt as much. He'd been right. Suddenly, without warning, he easily slid all the way to the bottom, bumping against something tender in there. All my pain immediately went away and I could feel him flexing his cock inside me. 

"Rub," he said. 

I closed my eyes, imagining what it must look like as the cock ravaged my anus. I slid my fingers over my slippery clit as he eased his cock all the way back out, and then pushed it deep again. I could feel every ridge and bump on it as he pushed the walls of my bowels apart, making room for its thick head. Without my realizing it, after a few minutes his tempo increased. So did my fingers. 

Before I knew it, he was ravaging my ass and I was standing on my toes, lifting up to meet his fucking. It was wild! Nothing like I could ever have imagined. Here he was, fucking me in the ass like an animal and I was helping him! Even enjoying it! I cried out as the first sparks began flying deep inside my vagina, feeling it growing stronger with each stroke of his wonderful cock.

"How do you like your daddy's cock up your ass, baby doll? Tell me."

"Yes," I muttered against my forearm, easily falling into the roleplaying this time. "I love it, daddy. Fuck your little girl."

The strokes grew shorter and his breathing became shallower as he approached his climax. I tried to time my climax with his, but he shot a load deep inside my bowels before mine triggered. I could feel his strong spurts bouncing off the walls of my channel, and suddenly that sent me over the edge screaming like a banshee. 

It was the best cum of my entire life, maybe because this was so forbidden, or that it was just new for me. But I'd never felt such a climax before. 

We lay there, me bent over the back of the chair, him resting across my back, catching our collective breaths. Finally, he eased himself out of my ravaged hole as I groaned in protest. 

"Damn, baby, that was the best ass I've ever had," he panted. "We'll have to do that again." 

I didn't answer, so he cupped my chin forcing me to look at him. "Do you know what this means, girl? Every man knows that if a woman lets a man fuck her in the ass, from that day on she belongs to him. He owns her. Understand? I own you now. Say it."

Exhausted and sore, I nodded my head.

"Say it!" he said more forcefully.

"You own me," I mumbled.

"Daddy," he corrected.

"You own me, Daddy."

I slumped to sit at his feet, totally exhausted now that I'd cum so hard. I looked up to find his wet cock dangling inches from my face. 

"Here's the rest of your punishment. Clean me up."

"What . . . no . . ."

He grabbed my hair, forcing his dirty cock into my mouth as I gagged and tried pulling away. 

"Go ahead and finish that blow job you started when you insulted your daddy. Then we'll go take a shower. By the time you leave here, you're going to be a changed girl." 

Carl fucked me three, sometimes four times a day for the rest of that week, and I never got dressed until I ready to leave the last day, a week later. By the end of the first week, it was like he'd said. He owned me. I belonged to him. I grew so dependent on getting fucked numerous times a day that if he laid-off for a while I was literally climbing the walls for it. 

He produced some toys which he inserted inside me, both holes, and I'd wear them until he wanted to use one of my orifices. All he had to say was bend over, and I'd pull the cheeks of my ass apart for him. I loved it all; the oral, the anal, the humiliation of calling him daddy - all of it. 

He loved having his anus licked and sucked, and sometimes after fucking me for hours and he could no longer get it hard, I'd voluntarily lie between his legs doing that for him. I'd so quickly become the nasty bitch he'd wanted, even nastier than he could've imagined. His sperm was like a drug, his smell, an aphrodisiac. 

As for me, I couldn't imagine going back to the dreary life I'd once led. Many times I initiated the sex, describing what I wanted him to do to me until he became excited and did it. I truly detested the anal sex at first. It always left me feeling debased and humiliated once it was over. But twice at the resort I even initiated anal sex with Carl. He wouldn't do it though, until I came right out and asked him to "fuck me in the ass, Daddy." He's a total creep. 

As I said earlier, I didn't start out this way, but before some woman starts judging me too harshly, ask yourself, if you had to be locked up with an animal like this for an extended period who fucked you every way from Sunday for hours on end, four times a day every day, would your body finally rebel and you start craving such treatment as mine did? 

I go to a counsellor now, and Cleo told me, that is possibly what happened to me. It is also possible that I, like millions of other adult females, am addicted to sex. She also said it is normal for many young girls to fantasize about their fathers. They are at a very vulnerable age and are confused by their sexuality. She said those fantasies usually dissipate as they reach puberty and by the time they are adults, they have completely forgotten it. 

As for me, since my father passed away before I even reached puberty I was left in some sort of limbo, subconsciously burying it until Carl brought it to surface. 

Maybe all this is mumbo jumbo, or maybe it was only due to the intense roleplaying Carl and I did during our almost continuous sexual escapades, but somehow Carl has subliminally replaced my father in my mind. He told me that when we returned home I'd move in with him and never wear clothes except for when we went out. He said he had "plans" for me, and that made me shiver. Like I said, he owns me now.



Violated: After the Halloween Party



It had been a great Halloween party, and he couldn't believe how drunk his wife had gotten... He had seen her drink some serious quantities of booze before, and marveled at how she never really seemed as drunk as she should be, and never drank enough that she passed out, or was unaware of what was happening... Well, it appeared tonight may actually be a first... Everyone had left, and while she had been quite drunk, and her words quite slurred, it didn't seem to really hit her until everyone had left, and she was sitting quietly for a few moments unwinding before cleaning up before bed... Now she was out like a light on the couch... 

Her costume had been great, a vampiress, and her makeup was amazing, the dark grays/green makeup on her face and hands she had created, and the blood red creases made her truly look the part of a 300 year dead vampire... Her outfit wasn't bad either, the black blouse open at least halfway, which had provided a few enticing glances down her blouse throughout the evening to many of the male guests, and he was quite sure not all accidental. The long dark skirt, slit dangerously high up the sides, allowed a teasing glimpse of her great legs and fantastic ass, but no one but him was aware that there had been nothing under it all evening... He had found out accidentally himself as he had walked up behind her in the kitchen at one point of the party, slid his hands into the slits, and reached around in front of her, expecting silk, and getting handful of thick pubic hair and a finger sliding sensually through a damp slit. 

The party had been a great success, everyone enjoying the night out, but now the house was quiet again... He rose, looking for the video camera as it was clear this was the opportunity he had waited for. They had played with the camera before, but this would be different.... 

He set the camera up on the table, focused on the couch, as he approached her sleeping form. He stood beside looking down, getting more and more aroused by the sight before him. /... Her hair lay tousled around her face, the makeup lending an ghoulish bent to her beauty, her blouse gaping open as she lay on her back, one arm over her head, exposing most of her right breast, her hard nipple clearly evident. Her one leg had fallen off of the couches edge, the slit allowing a clear view of her leg, and the hint of pubic hair that lie at the crease of her crotch and thigh... He unzipped his jeans, lowering them down over his hips, and leaned down undoing the button on the side of her skirt, allowing it to fall open and completely exposing her crotch. He carefully pulled it out from under her round ass, leaving her naked from the waist down. 

He felt his hard cock brush against the thick curls of her hair as he leaned over her, undoing the buttons on her blouse and sliding it off of her breasts and down over her shoulders. He noted, that even as he tugged the material out from under her, she did not even stir or seem to realize what was happening. He grabbed the camera, the lens taking in the glaring contrast between her ghoulish face, and gorgeous body... He move closer, allowing his cock to move forward, its round knob glistening from the precum that had started to leak from the end, noting how it glistened on her lips as he pressed insistently against them... Focusing the camera zoom so that his cock, brushing against her lips filled the lens, then reaching down gently, his fingers on her jaw, opened her mouth slightly , allowing his cock to slip into her hot mouth.. Taking care not to gag her, he started stroking his cock in and out of her mouth, her unconscious form not actively participating but the sensation of her wet, hot mouth, her tongue against the bottom of his cock, causing him to grow increasingly excited. 

He reached over to the table, grabbing the small mousetraps he had brought up with him, opening the wire snapwire gently, then bending forward placed it over her right breast, her nipple and aureole poking through the opening, then allowed it to close gently on her breast... He watched for reaction, and noted a strange look on her face for a moment, then nothing as she slipped back under... Her nipple was now pinched in the mousetrap, and as he affixed a second trap to her other breast, he noticed that the blood was already pooling in the ends of her breast, the color darkening somewhat... This caused him to get even more excited and he felt the first orgasm start to rise... Stroking his cock furiously, he rubbed the head against her lips, pulling it out aiming at her face just as the first shot of slick, white jism erupted from his cock, streams leaving trails across her cheeks, eyelids and lips... 

The camera caught each spurt and as his cock stopped spewing its hot treasure all over her, he allowed the camera to start tracing down her body, pausing and zooming on her swollen nipples, then tracing downward across her bare stomach and taking in her hairy crotch, her slit barely visible in the dark nest between her thighs... He felt his erection starting to rise again as he moved down the couch to take in the sight of her crotch, her leg askew and exposing her totally to him, the camera recording each inch of his fingers travels up her thigh, and watched as it caressed her cunt, the light capturing the slick reflection of her lips as the stimulation caused her subconscious reaction to his playing... 

He moved up, sliding her ass gently over to the edge o the couch, moving his cock against the wet slit, pushing forward until he felt it slide slowly into her... The camera focused as the throbbing knob parted her lips gently, watching as its round shape become enveloped in her thick, blood engorged lips, the shaft disappearing into the dark nest of hair... Her breathing started to increase, her eyes not opening but her body starting to respond as he started driving into her more insistently now, faster and faster... As he felt the orgasm start to build, he could hear her getting closer as well, her hips bucking in her unconscious sleep, then as he got close, he reached up and pulled the mousetraps off of her breasts, the sudden pinch causing her to scream out, his cock driving into her harder now, hands cruelly grasping and twisting her breasts, her nipples over sensitized as the blood rushed to circulate through them again, unable to handle the unbelievably strong sensations as he twisted her nipples, then slammed into her as he again poured his hot juices into her... As soon as their orgasms subsided, he couldn't believe how fast she again fell under the drunken spell and was again oblivious to the fact that she was laying naked and violated, her face covered in spunk, her breasts bruised and nipples swollen, and her vagina battered and lips full from the repeated stimulation. 

She moved restlessly onto her side, then over onto her stomach before drifting under again. He waited a few moments and then realize that her ass was a far to exciting sight to ignore, her round buttocks exposed and vulnerable, his eyes taking in the odd pubic hair that poked out between her legs, and up towards her ass. He again, gently moved her leg off of the couch, moving it forward and placing her knee on the floor as far forward as could, and moved behind her with the camera, ensuring it could capture every moment on film... She lay there, out cold again, her face still streaked with the drying jism he had shot all over her face a few moments ago, much of her one breast visible under her, crushed against the couch's velvet cushion, her back arcing upwards, exaggerating the curve of her buttocks, the kneeling position with one leg forcing the crack of her ass open, exposing her asshole, and the thin trail of hair around it, leading down between her legs, the thickest portion wet and slick, covered with the white fluid of his ejaculate as it started to run out of her... 

He moved behind her, stroking his cock, still hard and wanting more... He stared at its glistening length, moving forward until the knob began sliding up and down along the length of her gaping slit, ensuring it was wet and dripping with their mutual fluids, then moved it slowly upwards until it was pressed hard against her anus.. He moved forward slowly, and watched as her sphincter muscles tightened against the invasion, the camera now zooming in as it started to push past the resistance and into the tight hole... She stirred but did not wake as he allowed his weight to slide it deeper inside of her, until he was buried in her ass... 

He stayed like this, resting against her warm, smooth ass, allowing her bodies subconscious reactions to the invasion to provide the stimulation, the tightening and loosening of her anal muscles against his throbbing penis, he moved only enough to ensure she continued to try to expel its presence, then felt the familiar urge again start to rage within him, then started to stroke in and out as the orgasm raged, then again buried himself as he released the final spurts of his juices deep in her ass, relaxing and feeling her muscles continue to milk him dry, before feeling is flaccid form being pushed out of her by those same contractions... 

As he turned off the camera, and secured the washcloth to start to clean her up, he smiled at how much he enjoyed Halloween...



Violated by Cops Ch. 01



Let me introduce myself. My name is Bala. I am a software engineer working in reputed IT company in southern India. I live with my mother, Regina and my two younger sisters, Asha and Ezhil in a nice locality. My mother is 47 years old, though she still looks like a 30 year old to me, as she has a milky white complexion and clear, unblemished skin. She face is round with a bit of innocence and naughtiness mixed in it. She has a voluptuous body. Even though she's my mother, on many an occasion I have gazed at her lustfully as she moved around the house only in her flimsy blouse and petticoat. One might find the attire slightly unusual in a traditional Indian family. Let me explain. 

Actually we are a very religious and traditional Tamil family and she also puts all her faith in god. She will not have any food without doing her daily puja after having a bath. She believes in doing her puja in her purest form, i.e. naked. However with a grown up son and two grown up daughters in the house she can hardly afford to do that. So she chooses the next best option i.e. in her blouse and petticoat, without any underwear. 

As I was saying, I gaze at her lustfully almost everyday as she moves from room to room, spreading the aroma of incense sticks that she burns. Almost always she wears either a white or a light pink sleeveless blouse. Both of them are made of thin cotton. Added to that the dampness of her body makes her 34-inch boobs quite visible. Her wet hair would be open, coming down to her chest. It would make her blouse all the more damp and transparent. Many times my eyes have been drawn to her fair, plump assets and the dark brown nipples, sitting like ripe cherries on her chest and have instantly turned away when she looked in my direction. I have lusted after her bulbous ass an equal number of times. They were perfectly formed spheres of flesh with a deep cleft in between, in which her petticoat used to be stuck due to the wetness there. Her plump, 38-inch ass sticks out like a taanpura (Indian Musical Instrument) from her waist, enticing me with their every move. I watch her from behind as she performs puja (Offer Prayers), her round butt jiggling under the thin cover of the petticoat. Her 30-inch waist is slightly fleshy and the gold chain she wears around it adds to its appeal.

Other than that time, my mom always wears saris at home.

As if this wasn't enough to drive a young hot-blooded male crazy, there were my two younger sisters. Asha was 25 and Ezhil was 23.

Asha is in her third year in college. She's a carbon copy of my mother with the same sweet face and fair skin but with a slimmer waist and hips. Her boobs have already grown to a 34C, though. Her slim 26-inch waist makes them look all the more big. There's nothing skinny about her ass though. Her 36-inch sized buttocks sway with every movement she makes and makes it hard for any one to look away, including me. She has long thick hair coming down to her ass and she always kept it tied in a pigtail. 

Asha was very outgoing and had lots of friends, though she had only a couple of very good friends with whom she discussed all details about her personal life. Asha was the smart and practical type and knew when to keep her emotions in check. 

My youngest sister, Ezhil, is in the first year in college. She's a shy girl who rarely speaks to anyone other than her close friends and family. She is also fair, though not as much as my mom and Asha. She has a slim figure with a 32A sized chest and a slim 23-inch waist. Her buttocks are a good 36 inches. Her hair is also thinner than Asha and comes down to her waist. She mostly keeps it open or else tied in a ponytail. She is very sensitive and cries at the slightest rebuke or the smallest pain. 

Both the sisters dress quite conservatively while going to college or to tuitions; however, at home they wear flimsy cotton nighties, which come down to just above their knees. The dresses are tied with strings at the shoulders. Since it's quite warm in this part of the country, they don't wear any underwear at home. As a result, I am constantly exposed to the lovely view of their boobs bouncing under their light cotton dress, or their cleavages as they bend to reach for something. Sometimes, I can also see their dark nipples under their dress if they are standing in the light. 

So one can imagine my predicament, living with three hot females yet unable to do anything about it.

Both the sisters were quite tall. They were both around 5'7" while my mom was 5'5". I was the tallest at 5'9".

Our family enjoys a lot of respect in the society, due to the behaviour of my mom, sisters and me. Specially my mother as she kept very good relations with all the neighbours. She is very much an affectionate person and cares a lot for others. That is why people like her a lot.

We were living a quiet and peaceful life, going about our livelihood. However, an incident happened sometime back which changed our lives forever. 

One day, my mom announced that we would be going to a remote village, about 100 kms from our home, for offering prayers to a very sacred deity. My sisters and I protested, but she would have none of it.

"It is for your own good. And besides I cannot make such a long journey without a man by my side." Saying this she smiled at me. I felt a surge of pride at my mom calling me a man as she always treated me like a kid. 

So, next day we all set of early morning for this village. There were only a handful of buses which went there and we were lucky to get seats in one. As we went, we realized that there was a huge rush to get to there as countless people were headed in the same direction, probably to offer prayers at the same place we were going. 

We reached there at around noon. After reaching the place, we found that there were hundreds of people who had come to offer their prayers as well. Thus, we had to stand in a long line to get to the temple and then another long line to get our prasad. By the time we finished all this it was getting late. Finally we finished at around 6 pm and immediately rushed towards the bus stand. 

All of us were very tired from the long day and were anxious to get home. Unfortunately, there was another huge rush to get to the limited number of buses as well. We searched around but couldn't find any bus that went to our side of town. There was only one bus that went near our place. However, it only went part of the way. We would have to get down and maybe catch another bus or any other transport. Since we didn't have any other options, we settled for this one.

The bus was totally crowded and we couldn't find any place to sit. We somehow managed to get a place to stand together. My mom and sisters were standing side by side, while I was standing behind mom. The bus was packed with people and there was hardly any space to move. Anyway, the bus started on its way. 

Since it was very crowded, I was pressed tightly against my mother. As a result she was also pushed forward with the weight of people behind me. As it was quite dark outside and the lights inside the bus were very dim, one could hardly see anything unless they were right beside. I looked at her and suddenly realised that her breasts were being pushed towards the head of the person sitting in the seat in front of her. She was wearing a light green sari with a matching cotton blouse that day and was looking very pretty. I had told her so while we were coming. She had just smiled. Now my mom's boobs were being pressed against the cheeks of the person sitting sideways in the seat in front of her. And there was nothing she or I could do about it. I just looked on in silence as the old guy, who looked to be at least 50, enjoyed the feel of my mom's soft boobs on his skin. I secretly wondered whether her long nipples were hard as well and whether he could feel their hardness as well. 

All these horny thoughts made my cock grow hard. I could feel it and I was sure that mom could feel it as well through her thin sari. But she didn't say anything. As we went along like this I suddenly noticed that mom's sari pallu had got a bit loose. As a result, the top of her blouse was exposed. And as I was taller than her, just by looking down I could see the luscious cleavage of her fair skinned boobs over her low-cut blouse. My mother's deep cleavage was damp from sweat. This enticing sight made my cock even more hard as it urgently pressed against my mom's ample backside. Regina didn't seem to be at all bothered that her son's penis was pressing against her buttocks. Or that her breasts were being mashed against a stranger's face.

She seemed quite oblivious to all this. To take my mind of the delectable view of my mom's copious assets, I turned my head to see if my sisters were comfortable. 

What I saw shocked me to the extreme. They were also in the same position as my mom, but in this case they were sandwiched between four young men. Two guys were standing in front of both Asha and Ezhil, facing them, while two more guys were standing behind them. They looked to be low class workers, most probably labourers working in building construction. Well built but extremely dark skinned, they were wearing sleeveless vests and white dhotis, pulled up to their knees. All of them looked to be around 25-30 years old. They looked quite dirty as they had come from working long hours in the sun. Probably they were returning home after a long day and were smelling of sweat.

Asha and Ezhil were both wearing tight churidars which exposed their each and every curve. Asha was wearing a blue dress with a deep U-shaped neck and a zipper at the back. I saw the guy in front of her wasn't really doing anything at first. He just let the weight of the others push Asha's breasts against him and was enjoying the feel of her soft boobs on his chest. The guy at her back was pushing his hips against her butt and slowly rubbing his hard member against her bulging 36-inch ass. I could see his organ bulging out obscenely from his dhoti.

I helplessly watched my younger sister getting molested by two strangers. I wanted to say something but was fixed to the spot by this erotic sight. Moreover, I could feel my cock grow even harder and give a twitch as I watched the two guys enjoying my sister's hot body. I couldn't see how Ezhil was doing. No doubt she was also receiving a similar treatment from these low class labourers. The guy standing behind Asha slowly lifted her churidar over her hips and held it there. She was wearing skin tight white leggings, over which I could clearly see the impression of the rounded moons of her fleshy ass. As it had been a long day, the legging had dug deep in to the deep cleft between her ample butt cheeks. Her crack was damp with sweat. It turned me on even more when I saw the worker behind her trace the length of her ass crack with his hard cock. Asha, it seems, had taken the same policy as mom. She was going to ignore it. But the guy at her back was getting bolder by the minute. Within a few moments I saw him free his penis from under his dhoti. It was quite large and black as coal. He began to slowly rub his erect organ against the deep cleft of her ass.

I thought I would come in my pants as I watched this horny scene unfold. Asha was standing with her arms raised to grip the hand rail above. She was still acting as if nothing was wrong. I was sure she could feel the low class worker's cock pressing against her plump ass, but she didn't say a word. As if this was a nightmare that she would soon wake up from. The sweaty workman continued to rub his thick cock up and down my sister's ass crack and there was nothing I could do about it. I just watched as he enjoyed my sister's soft ass. In fact, he got even bolder. He suddenly gripped Asha's cheeks from both sides and began to spread them. His fingers dug into her fleshy bottom as the worker separated the fleshy globes of her ass enough to create a small gap there. And then he pressed his penis lengthwise in the cleavage. When her let go of her cheeks, his thick black organ was trapped in the crevice by her muscles.

Asha's ass cheeks gripped the labourer's penis really hard. I could see her begin to squirm now, but it was too late. She tried to move away, but it was just too crowded. The man fucked his cock up and down Asha's damp crack as he held her steady by her hips. 

The guy in front of Asha also became active as he sensed what was happening at the back, from her movements. He took out his cock and started to rub it on her pussy, over her dress. My sister was being sandwiched by two low class workers. 

I became so hard that I thought mom would surely turn around. But she was silent. When I turned for a moment towards her to see how she was doing, I was in for another shock. Her sari pallu had slipped quite a bit from the jerking of the bus and now her entire right boob was uncovered. It was still covered with a blouse of course, but it was so low cut that half her fair breasts were exposed. She was hunched over the seat, so that the guy in front could reach her tits with his mouth. And he was rubbing the exposed flesh with his lips. I stared in wonder and disgust as I saw him licking my mother's sweaty flesh. 

The whole scene just sent me into a haze. I suddenly heard a low groan and looked sideways, towards Asha. The guy humping her ass cheeks was coming. I watched with disgust as globs of semen erupted from his penis and landed on her ass. Her dress was soiled form his juices. The worker in front of her sensed that the other guy had finished and started to rub his cock harder. He finally came all over the front of her dress as well. Now my sister's leggings were wet with cock juice in the front and back. 

Even though I was hard as a rock, I was also getting worried. This could turn out to be a nightmare for us, if more people suddenly decide to join the fun in molesting my mother and sisters. 

Thankfully, the bus conductor announced our stop and we had to get down in a hurry. I saw my mom straighten her sari and move away, but not before the old guy in front of her had given her breast a tight squeeze. 

Asha too straightened her clothes, thankful to get away from the two molesting workers. I saw Ezhil pull her churidar down as well. Apparently the two guys sandwiching her were fondling her boobs under her dress. 

Anyway, we got down at our stop. We would have to get another bus or cab from here to reach our house. By this time it was almost 9 pm and the roads were deserted. We were still quite a distance form our home. 

We were the only ones at the bus stop. All of us were quite worried, but none more than me as I had been entrusted with the safety of three females. We silently waited for any mode of transport to come our way. Meanwhile it had started to drizzle. The covering on the bus stop was not large enough to cover us all. As a result we all became sopping wet within a short while. 

"Son, I'm getting quite worried. Wonder when the bus will come?" My mother voiced all of our concerns. 

"Don't worry, mom. Something will turn up soon." Saying this I wanted to reassure my mother and sisters. But the truth was that I was feeling less and less reassured myself.

However, as if by divine intervention, we saw approaching headlights.

"Here comes a car. Whoever this is, we will ask for a lift. Surely they will not deny us at this hour." I said. My mother and sisters nodded their approval. They were also tired of waiting. 

As the vehicle got closer, I could make out that it was a police jeep. 

"Thank god. It's the cops. Now we will be safe." I thought.

I waved my hand in front to signal it to stop. Sure enough, the jeep slowed, and then stopped in front of us. I could make out an inspector sitting in the front seat. He was a short, stout man, dark and wearing dark glasses. He was the first to speak.

"What are you folks doing out here so late?" He said in raspy voice. 

Regina spoke up. "Please sir, help us out. We had gone for puja with my family and now we can't find any bus to take us home."

The inspector took a long look at her and my sisters. All of us were wet and I was highly aware that each curve of their bodies were exposed to the gaze of the cop. I didn't like it but was helpless as we really didn't have any options. 

He then asked her in a polite manner where we lived. Mother gave him the address. All this while I was silent as my mother was taking the lead. 

"Okay, madam, please get in the back. I will see that you reach home safely". He smiled as he ushered us in the back.

Regina sat with Ezhil in the back seat, while I and Asha sat at the back, where two seats were kept sideways. Other than us, the inspector and the driver, there were four other cops who were of lower rank. All of them were tall and quite well built, with good physiques. Mother and Ezhil were sitting between two of the policemen while one each was sitting beside me and Asha. 

The inspector started chatting with us, asking about us, our names and what we do. He addressed me and my sisters as 'beta' while talking to mom as 'madam'. In a while we all relaxed at his friendly attitude. 

We went on the deserted road like this for a while. It was pitch dark, the only light coming from the jeep's headlights. It was still raining lightly, making visibility near zero. I was staring hard at the road to make out if we were going in the right direction, but since I was unfamiliar with these roads, I couldn't make out a thing and soon gave up. 

Suddenly, the driver swerved and turned into a dirt road. 

We were all surprised as he veered from the main road. But none of us said anything as we were afraid of seeming impolite. Finally my mom asked the inspector, whose name was Vijay, where he was going. Vijay politely replied that they were going to a police warehouse to pick up some stuff. We all were satisfied by this reply though I felt a strange feeling of unease. I looked at Asha and she also looked worried. The jeep finally stopped in front of an old warehouse. 

The policemen all got out. Vijay told us to get of as well. Not knowing why, but due to his authoritive tone, we all complied. Suddenly, we were grabbed by the men standing behind us in one swift move. There were four cops and each of them grabbed one of us while Vijay unholstered his revolver. I struggled to free myself but the cop holding me was very strong, with beefy arms and large hands. It was impossible for me to get out his grip as he held me from behind. I looked around to see that my mother and sisters were trapped as well. 

Vijay's demeanor had changed in an instant. His look of polite kindness was gone as he opened his dark glasses to look at us. His eyes were quite large and bloodshot. 

"I recognized you whores the moment I saw you. You filthy slut, don't you feel ashamed of peddling your daughters for money? And you...you pimp. Motherfucker....pimping out your own mother..." Vijay said all this as he looked from my mother to my sisters to me. He was waving his gun in our faces as he did it. As his face was very near to me, I could smell the sour stench of country liquor. He seemed very drunk.

He gestured to his men, "Bring the whores and their pimp inside. I will show them the punishment we give to prostitutes in my area."

We were dragged inside unceremoniously. Inside were several chairs and a table. There was a dirty mattress that was lying to one side. 

We were all forcibly tied to the chairs by the cops while the inspector waved his pistol and supervised. 

When we were all immobilized, he surveyed us all as my sisters shivered in fear. Ezhil was weeping softly. I was feeling totally helpless. Mom, however, was still able to keep her composure. 

"Sir, you have made a mistake. I and my daughters are not prostitutes. We all belong from a decent family. We had gone to offer puja and we only asked for your help as we were unable to find our way home. You're a decent man, please let us go...."




Violated by Cops Ch. 01



She was silenced by Vijay's shout of anger. "Shut up, whore..!! You will speak when spoken to... I'm still trying to decide what to do with you. Should I throw you in lock-up or just shoot all of you and be done with it"

Hearing this we were all shocked. Mom now got very scared and started to plead with him. 

"Please sir, don't harm my children. I'll give you anything you ask for...anything, money, jewellry...whatever you want. Please let us go."

Seeing my mother beg for our lives, Vijay seemed to calm down somewhat. He went near my mom, bent his head so that his face was inches from hers and said, "Okay, you bitch, I'll spare all of your lives. From now on you will do and say whatever I want you to. If you cooperate, we will let you go without any injury. But if you decide to protest or to act smart, I will not hesitate to blow your son's brains to the wall."

He continued as he gestured the man behind her to untie her. "There is only one rule; you have to follow every order of mine without hesitation. The slightest reluctance and your son gets a bullet in the head."

Regina nodded her head to show that she understood. She had stood up from the chair. The inspector grabbed her by the waist and dragged her to the table. He then turned her back towards us and began to fondle her. He ran his hands on her waist, her soft belly, her sari covered ass and then went higher to caress her neck and face. He was petting her like a new toy. 

"Sir, what is it that you want me to do?" I heard my mom say in a shaking voice. 

"Oh, nothing too hard. You see, me and my boys have been on duty for quite a while. We're really tired. We would just like you to entertain us."

"How....how can I entertain you?"

"I'm sure we'll find a way" Saying this the short man started laughing. His subordinates joined in his sick laughter. As if to show her the way, he took her hand and guided it to his crotch. 

Regina knew all along that this was going to happen, so when he finally pressed her hand on his organ, she sighed in resignation. She knew we wouldn't walk away from here alive unless she gave her body to this vile man. I hope he at least spares my daughters, she thought. She looked down at his bulge and as we looked on, gave it a slight squeeze, as if to show her willingness to please him. 

Vijay smiled at her actions. He sat down in a chair and pulled mom roughly towards him, so that she almost fell on his lap. He grabbed her around the waist and placed her ass directly on his crotch. Mom was noticeably uneasy as Vijay ground his organ on her soft ass over her sari and petticoat. Next his hands reached up and grabbed her breasts. He then began to fondle her boobs over her blouse. The pallu of her sari had slipped from her shoulder, so all of us got a good view of her blouse clad boobs being squashed by Vijay's hands. 

Then he started to unhook the clasps in front of her green cotton blouse one by one. More and more of her fair breasts were exposed until he pulled the wet garment away from her body and she was left sitting in just her white bra. Mom's face was red with embarrassment as she was sitting in her underwear in front of her own children. She tried not to look at us in her shame. But I was mesmerized by the sight of my mother being stripped forcibly in front of me. Vijay then opened the clasp of the bra and let it fall free. I saw mom's boobs naked for the first time. I was awed by the firmness of her milky assets. Regina's dark brown nipples were hard due to the wetness of her dress. Putting her left arm over his shoulder, Vijay bent forward to take them in his mouth. He began to press and squeeze her tits as he sucked on her hard nubs. Regina put her head over his shoulder, as if to hide her face from her children. She decided to plead for her shame. 

"Please, Sir... not in front of my children. Let us go to some other side...Please Sir..."

"Shut up, whore...!! You'll do as you're told." Vijay shouted. "Now get down on your knees, slut. It's time to show you who your master really is."

Mom was made to stand up first, so that Vijay could open her sari. He just sat in his chair and pulled the sari from her body as my mother turned around in a circle with her head bent in shame and her arms covering her boobs. She was now standing in her petticoat.

She was made to kneel before Vijay as he sat in his chair. She was told to open his zipper, which she did. Vijay then directed her to take his penis out. Regina dutifully reached inside his trousers, pulled down his briefs and took out his semi hard cock. It was so thick that mom could barely grab it in her tiny hands. 

"What are you waiting for bitch? Take it in your mouth and suck it like a lollipop." With that, Vijay put his hand on the back of her head and guided her lips to his black cock. I looked on helplessly as the policeman's dirty cock entered my mother's mouth. She took the head in her mouth and began to lick on it slowly. The inspector wasn't satisfied by this. He held her head with one hand and tried to stuff his entire tool in her mouth with the other. I watched as more and more of his cock went inside her mouth until he hit her throat. Still a part of his organ was outside. Vijay grabbed my mom by her thick hair and began to push his penis in and out of her mouth. We all were watching as the cop fucked my mother's face and mauled her boobs at the same time with his free hand. Her mouth was struggling to accommodate his thickness and spit was running down her lips as Vijay continued to ravage my mom's sweet, innocent face. Finally he took it out when mom started to gasp from lack of oxygen. Regina gasped as she took deep breaths, her chest heaving. His black cock had now grown to full hardness. As it glistened with mom's saliva, I looked at it and thought that it had to be at least 8 inches in length. It was also really thick. 

He stood up and stripped fully naked. He was a short, stout man with a protruding belly, under which his large, thick organ was sticking out. It was giving small jerks from excitement. He bent my mom over the table, so that she was lying flat against it. Slowly he lifted her petticoat over her shapely hips to expose her round, fleshy butt to our view. Regina felt her panties being pulled down to her ankles. She went red with shame as she knew that her son and daughters were watching her naked ass.

"Oooh... the bitch has got a nice ass, isn't it boys...?" Vijay said loudly as he slapped one cheek with his rough hands. The other cops laughed in agreement. "Maybe I'll taste it later...." he grinned, exposing his tobacco stained teeth. 

Vijay started to spank my mom's ass cheeks as we all watched helplessly. He repeatedly slapped her fair buttocks until they were reddish in colour. Regina was lying flat on the table and whimpering in pain as she endured Vijay's beating on her soft ass flesh.

Vijay's penis was quivering with lust as he spanked mom. Finally, he stopped and started to finger her vaginal lips from behind. 

"Are you ready, you slut?"

Regina didn't know what else to say but she knew she had to be completely submissive or Vijay would harm her children. 

"Yes, Sir...." 

"Do you want it, randi?"

"Yes, Sir...." 

"Yes, what...??? Tell me you want my hard cock in your pussy. Tell me to make you my whore." Vijay urged mom.

Regina had never used such filthy words, but again, she forced herself to mouth them.

"Yes Sir, put your hard cock in me and make me your whore."

Without wasting time, the horny cop placed his cock head at my mother's pussy hole from behind and pushed it in. Regina groaned in pain as her long unused hole was stretched by the thick pole. 

"Oooohhh... the whore's cunt is still tight. Guess you haven't been getting too many customers, huh? How do you like my cock, you slut?" Vijay said as he began to fuck my mother with long, hard strokes, slapping her ass cheeks for his pleasure. 

I watched helplessly as my mom was being raped before my very eyes. Vijay held onto her hips as he pushed more and more of his thick pole up her vagina. His hard slaps on her plump buttocks made a smacking sound as the policeman continued to fuck my mom from the back. 

He put one leg up on the table and pushed her down with even more force, so that she was lying with her face mashed against the table and groaning in pain as his hard organ invaded her pussy brutally.

One of the men, no longer able to control himself, was rubbing Asha's boobs over her dress. She couldn't do anything as her hands were tied firmly behind her. Her mouth was also stuffed with a dirty cloth. As I watched in horror, another man joined in molesting my sister. She was squirming in her seat as her large boobs were being pressed against her will. 

The policemen lifted her dress over her chest as much as they could. Then one of them unhooked her bra from behind. As the garment became loose, they pulled up the cups to expose Asha's 34-inch breasts. I watched in horror as my sister was fondled by the two cops. They each took one fleshy sphere in their palm and began to mercilessly press and squeeze them. Asha couldn't make a sound as her mouth was still stuffed with the cloth. She just made muffled sounds of protest, which further intensified the men's lust.

Vijay turned his head and watched his men molest Asha as he fucked Regina's long unused pleasure hole. He smiled a toothy grin as if to give his go-ahead to his men to take her forcibly. 

Soon, the two guys were working in tandem, opening the ropes which kept Asha's hands tied and tying it around her waist. She was now tied from the waist down, her legs bound by the ankles to the two legs of the chair, making her legs slightly spread apart. The cloth in her mouth was taken out. The zipper at the back of her dress was opened and her blue churidar was lifted over her head. Asha vainly tried to cover her ample boobs with her hands, but they were held easily by one cop while the other guy pulled her open bra from her shoulders. My sister was now completely naked from the waist up. Her round and firm breasts were sticking out from her chest like two ripe fruit. She was so fair that her nipples were almost pink. Her fair skin, her flat belly with just a hint of fat and her deep navel made the sight all the more intoxicating. I was staring in admiration as her beauty. 'So this is how mom must have looked in her younger days' I thought irrationally as my cock became rock hard for the second time that night. 

The cops also couldn't believe their luck that they had such a succulent young virgin girl to enjoy. 

With a groan, one guy went down on his knees beside her and took her right breast in his hand. Rubbing the soft flesh, he flicked his tongue out to lick at her nipples. The pink nubs were rapidly becoming erect against Asha's will. She couldn't control her excitement, even though she knew she would be raped in this deserted warehouse by the horny men who surrounded her. The other guy followed suit. 

I watched helplessly as my sister's ripe young body was being enjoyed by two dirty cops. Her plump, juicy fruits were being squeezed and kissed and licked while her stiff, pink buds were being pinched and sucked and bitten. The policemen sucked away at her nipples, pulling them with their lips as far as they could. Her soft nubs were stretched painfully. They bit her soft tit-flesh, leaving red marks all over her boobs. Asha groaned in pain as I watched one guy pinch her nipple between his teeth and pull at it repeatedly. 

They soon stood up as they couldn't control their excitement any longer and started to strip. One by one their shirts and vests, then their trousers came off in a hurry, they left their boots on, probably because the warehouse floor was quite dirty and strewn with junk. Their dicks made quite a bulge in their briefs. Both of them were quite well built, with muscular chests and bulging biceps, they were close to six feet.

Then they took off their briefs.

Asha gasped as she watched the hard cocks come in her view. They were as long and thick as Vijay's cock, if not more. They were thick, veined pieces of coal-black meat which were sticking straight out from their bodies.

The policemen grinned at her amazement. For a virgin girl, seeing two live cocks in front of her that also of this length and girth was just too much too process. Her eyes became glazed as Asha went in to some kind of haze. 

The two men circled her. One of them put his organ on her lips. She submissively opened her mouth and allowed the cop to guide his thick meat in her wet mouth. The other one took her hand and guided it to his cock. She started to rub it on her own. The men exchanged smiles as they watched this young girl begin to pleasure them without any prodding on their part. Asha's mouth moved against her will, opening and closing in response to each stroke of the cock between her lips, as her shining waist length hair was grabbed roughly. Her head rose and fell with her movements as she moved from one cock to another, trying to satisfy the carnal desires of both the men. Her lips were being stretched by the thickness of their meat. The well hung policemen fucked her mouth relentlessly, taking turns in using her.

Regina watched helplessly as Asha was stripped, then fondled and also as the cops stripped. She now watched in horror as her daughter was forced to perform orally for the men's pleasure. 

Vijay had put his leg down on the ground and had grabbed Regina's shoulders as he continued to plow her pussy with full force. After a while, he pulled out. Regina was pulled to her feet and dragged to the mattress beside the table. It was quite dirty with holes in it, but it was better than the floor. Her petticoat was opened as she stood there, shaking from the battering she had just received from Vijay. I saw my mom's pussy lips for the first time. She was clean shaven as I expected. The lips were slightly open as Vijay's hard blows had loosened her long unused hole. She was still a bit disoriented as she was pushed to her knees by the cop. Vijay grabbed her hair and pulled her head towards his slimy, wet cock, which was covered in her juices. It was hard and throbbing with lust. Regina looked at it and shuddered in disgust, but one look from Vijay silenced her. Regina knew that she would have to suck and clean this cock which was wet from her cunt juice. He pushed his wet penis between her ruby red lips and Regina obediently opened her mouth to take his dirty cock in. 

I looked on helplessly as my mother was defiled by this dirty old man.

Vijay closed his eyes as her enjoyed Regina's lips and tongue on his tumescent cock. She was cleaning his cock dutifully, licking at the juices sticking to the sides and sucking on his fat reddish knob. He hadn't cum yet and he must have been aching for release. Soon, his cock was ready. 

"Is it clean yet, you cock loving slut?" Vijay asked in a stern voice.

Regina timidly said, "Sir, it is clean now."

"Good, now lie down on your back. It's time your cunt got a dose of my cream." saying so, Vijay positioned mom on her back and went down on his knees before her. He then lay on her fully, his whole weight on her as he grabbed her neck in an elbow grip. Licking the side of her neck, he whispered something in her ear.

Regina was told to put his cock back in her cunt. She reached between them and grabbing his penis, proceeded to guide the stiff pole into the soft folds of her moist warm sheath. 

"Aaaah...." She groaned as Vijay's fat cock head penetrated her for the second time that night. Vijay forced his lips on hers as he continued to push deeper into her juicy hole. 

Meanwhile, the two policemen who were standing beside Ezhil also decided to take matters into their hands, literally. They were clutching their crotches and stroking them as they watched the rape of my mom. They really needed to get off but were probably waiting for Vijay's signal to fuck Ezhil. 

A few moments later, one of them called out hesitantly. 

"Sir....'

Vijay turned his head momentarily and understanding the situation, just gave a casual nod towards Ezhil. 

I couldn't believe it. With just a simple gesture, the inspector gave his green signal to his subordinates to rape my virgin sister. 

The men started to untie Ezhil. First her hands were untied, then the gag in her mouth was taken out and finally her legs were freed as she was dragged to her feet. There were some packaging boxes nearby. One guy bought a few and flattened them to form a makeshift bed for them to lie on while the other held Ezhil firmly in his grip. She had by now understood that she was going to be raped and started to sob softly. Big tears were forming at her eyes. She was too scared too cry out loudly as she was stunned by the turn of events. Her mother was being raped before her eyes as two men with huge dicks fucked her sister's mouth. It was a shock to her system. She just stood there as the two policemen started to strip her. First her light blue churidar was opened, the men opening the zipper and forcibly pulling the garment over her shoulders and arms, even as she tried to resist. Her 32-inch breasts encased in a black bra came into view. She went red with shame as she vainly tried to hide her assets from our view. The cops then opened their shirts and vest to reveal their well developed chests. 

One of the men suddenly grabbed her and started to kiss her madly. He fondled her lovingly at the same time. His hands traveled all over her body, from her bare back to her bra covered breasts to her hips and thighs. He just couldn't get enough of this young, virgin girl who was at his disposal. He grabbed and caressed her flesh anywhere he could. Ezhil was helpless to stop this assault on her. He was just too strong for her. The other guy just watched, waiting for his turn to prey on her. The cop was kissing her neck and face and gradually came down to her mouth. He forced his lips on Ezhil's mouth and kissed her forcibly, sucking on her lower lip. His tongue darted in her mouth and Ezhil had no choice but to accept it. As the cop kissed her, his hands went to her back. He unhooked her bra and pulled the straps from her arms. Ezhil was topless and I caught a glimpse of her medium sized boobs with the dark nipples. I was getting more and more excited at this. My cock threatened to burst from my pants as I watched the policeman dip his head and kiss his way down her neck to her breasts. 

He grabbed her ripe fruit like breasts and kissed and sucked on them as he squeezed them with force. The other guy couldn't wait any longer as he also joined the first cop and grabbed her right breast.

I watched helplessly as the two well-built men mauled Ezhil's soft flesh. They were squeezing her boobs and kissing on them while licking and sucking on her hard nipples. Ezhil had stopped trying to fend them off and was caught up in a wave of lust as pleasurable sensations flooded her nubile body. 

She didn't protest as the men lowered her on to the floor, on top of the flattened packing boxes. They swiftly undressed. As their briefs were lowered, Ezhil gasped at the sight of their erect cocks. Both of them were well hung. They had to be as long and thick as the guys who were face fucking Asha. Their erect organs swung in the air as they approached my sister. 

Ezhil by now started to whimper in mild protest. 

"Please sir, don't do this, I beg of you....Please...I'm a virgin, don't ruin me..." She said in a soft voice. The men paid no heed to her. In fact, they seemed to get more excited on hearing that she was a virgin. 

Both of them went down beside her on the makeshift bed and continued to fondle her body, focusing on her breasts and nipples. They were pulling on the hard nubs for their pleasure, even as Ezhil groaned of pain each time her nipples were painfully pulled away from her body. Gradually they opened the string of her leggings and loosened it. One of them dragged the lower garment away from her legs. Ezhil tried to pull up the garment. But in vain; the men swatted her hand away as if she were a child. Her white panties followed. She struggled a bit as they forcibly stripped her. But Ezhil was helpless to stop them as the last piece of clothing was taken from her body and she was totally naked before them. 




Violated by Cops Ch. 01



I saw my sister's ripe breasts, her wide hips and the little cleft between her legs, hiding her virgin pussy hole. I watched in shock as one of the policemen rolled over her, positioning himself to deflower my virgin sister. Ezhil was held motionless by the weight of the well muscled policeman lying over her. I watched as he raised himself on his knees with one hand. With the other, he held his massive organ. 

Putting the red knob at the entrance of her pussy, he rubbed it on the lips as he prepared to enter her. He felt her wetness on his cock. 

"Hey, this bitch is all wet..." The policeman spoke for the first time.

"Yeah", the other guy smiled, "Bet she's going to love her first fuck."

Ezhil turned her head away in shame. Guilt racked her, as her body had betrayed her excitement to her rapists. She was looking directly towards me.

She was lying a few feet from me and I tried to console her with my eyes. My mouth was still stuffed with some dirty cloth. 

The man looked in the direction she was looking. When he saw that we were looking at each other, he paused. In a moment, he was on his feet and near me. 

Grabbing my face roughly with his hand, he squeezed hard as he put his face near me and said in a cold voice, "So...feeling bad for your whore sister, huh...!? Well, you can be the one to betray her to us...What do you say..??"

I couldn't understand what he was trying to say. His painful pinching of my cheeks bought tears to my eyes. I didn't say a word as he untied my hands and feet and removed my gag. I was free, but I couldn't even think of running as my feet and arms were numb from being tied for so long. And even if I tried, I was sure I would not get more than 4 feet before being dragged to the ground and severely beaten. So I stayed silent as he dragged me over to where Ezhil was lying naked with the other cop. 

He forced me to my knees with a push on my shoulders. Then he himself got down on his knees once again between Ezhil's outstretched legs. I was facing him. I could see my virgin sister's vagina up close. She looked so small, I was wondering how the guy was going to fit into her. I didn't have to wonder for very long.

The policeman grabbed the back of my neck and forced me towards his penis. It was inches from my face. 

His cock was throbbing with lust, the skin stretched tautly over the bulbous head, red from excitement. A drop of pre cum hung from the piss hole.

He spoke in a cold voice then, "Now take my cock and put it in your sister's virgin cunt."

I was stunned at his order. It was not enough that I had to witness the rape of my mother and two sisters helplessly; he now wanted me to be a participant in their rape..!!

I was about to say something when a hand crashed onto my cheek. My world went dark for a second or two. When I came to, he was saying again, "Now if don't want another slap like that, beg me to put my cock in your sister's pussy and take her virginity..."

I was too stunned for a few seconds. But when I saw his hand being raised again, I started saying, "Please sir, put your cock in my sister's pu..pussy and take her vir..virginity.." 

"Want me to come in her?"

"Yes sir, please cum in her. Fill her with your sperm and make her pregnant." I was muttering almost incoherently. 

"Now put it in, pimp." He barked. Then added as an afterthought. "And get naked first. I want your sister to see how her own brother's cock looks like." He grinned as he said that.

I didn't know what to do. I just stood there numbly as I tried to process his words. I had to get naked in front of my own sister..!!

I knew I didn't have an option as I didn't want to get beaten again. So I started undressing. Soon, I was down to my briefs. My cock, which had become hard moments ago, was now shriveled due to fear. 

The cop gestured at my underwear, "That too, boy..."

I went red with shame as I pulled the brief down finally standing naked in front of the men and Ezhil.

"Hey look at that, man...he really is a boy...ha ha ha..." the policeman laughed as they pointed at my penis. It had shrunk to just two inches. I tried to cover myself but they would have none of it.

"Keep you hands to your sides...let your sister see her pimp-brother...ha ha..." They ordered as they continued to laugh at my small organ.

"Here boy... come here and feel a real man's cock...", With that he gestured me to come closer and touch his cock.

I went on my knees again as I reached out and gingerly touched his tool. I held the hot shaft in my hand, the first time I was holding anyone's penis but mine. Amazingly, my prick started to grow from the touch. It became longer and longer until it had reached it's full length of 5 inches. But it was still flaccid. it was hanging limply over my tight balls. I couldn't understand it and they also didn't notice it. On his instructions, I put the head of the thick, black member at Ezhil's closed pussy lips. I rubbed it in the opening, until the tip was lodged inside.

He pushed forward, splitting Ezhil's cunt lips wider, and she felt the first wave of pain from the cruel pressure of his huge cock on the tender outer walls of her virgin pussy. I still held it in my hand and felt it pass between my fingers into my sister's body.

"Oh, nooooo, waaaaiiiit--it's too big!" Ezhil cried as the thick tip slipped further in, stretching the tiny, hair-fringed entrance of her cunt wide until she felt as if her abdomen were splitting wide-apart from the force of his merciless probing. I felt his monster cock go in inch by inch into Ezhil's untouched opening. The cop put more pressure on her until, with a final thrust of his hips, he tore through her hymen and buried himself balls-deep in Ezhil's tender hole.

Regina was too caught up in the hard fuck she had been receiving to pay any heed to the events unfolding a bit away from her. At Ezhil's cry, she turned her head and looked at her daughter to find that a cop had already buried his cock deep in her pussy.

Mom cried out, "Stop...please...for God's sake....you're hurting her, you're hurting her!" 

She was screaming as she was held by Vijay, his weight pinning her down and preventing her from rushing to her daughter's rescue. She saw that the men were oblivious to her emotions and obviously had not even heard her and were lost in the perverted sight of the well built man taking the virginity of this nubile young girl by force. The policeman's face twisted into a contorted expression of sheer animal desire as he looked down at the sensual body lying spread-eagled beneath him, the head of his large virile penis disappearing inch by inch into the soft folds of her warm, moist pussy. 

He fell forward then, his weight smashing Ezhil's breasts tightly back against her as he thrust his hips forward and rammed into her soft hot belly, the long, thick prick gliding into cunt and pushing the delicate moist flesh of her cunt walls before it in rippling waves. There was no stopping him and he rammed on, deeper and deeper, until with a loud groan, his sperm inflated balls smacked loudly against the cheeks of her naked buttocks. 

"Aaaaagggghhhh!" Ezhil wailed in pain beneath him. 

She had never felt like this in her entire life and she finally understood the mystery of sexual pleasure and what it can do to a woman. The cop's bone-hard, heavily-veined cock felt as though it had ripped her vaginal passage as he slammed into her without thought of mercy or injury to her tender insides. It filled her belly to the point of bursting. 

She could feel every bit of his hard flesh as it pressed tightly against her soft, young pussy, encased in the moist hot sheath of her previously virgin hole.

"How is it, randi? How does it feel to have your whore mother watching you fuck as she gets fucked by Sir?" he tormented her, feeling her tight hole opening to receive him deep inside. 

I watched my sister's rape sitting two feet away from her on the ground. And I suddenly felt myself growing larger and thicker than ever in my life before. I was now hard as a steel rod. My cock was dying to get some attention, but I couldn't risk touching myself in front of them. 

Meanwhile, Regina was whimpering and pleading to the inspector, but her voice had now lost all strength. She was lying on the mattress under the lusty cop, her head to one side as she watched the rape of her daughter, her body limp, while Vijay fucked ruthlessly into her, gritting his teeth with lust and luxuriating in his awareness that a really hot housewife was under him, receiving his penis in her still tight passage, which had only perhaps been used by her husband. 

Gradually, as he continued fucking her and Ezhil received the other cop's thrusts, a change came over her. She turned her head to look straight at Vijay. Then he put her hands on his back and grabbed him. The pleasure was starting to flow in her. She was compulsively following Vijay now, beginning to hump in small jerks beneath him. She was finally getting in the mood of being the policemen's fuck toy. I noticed this and became even more ashamed. 

Mom groaned in excitement then, shocking me as she wrapped her arms tightly around Vijay's neck, pulling his chest into the velvety softness of her beautiful white breasts. He bent forward and pressed his lips against hers. I was even more shocked to see that mom was kissing him back, welcoming his probing tongue in her mouth, while sucking on it with her soft, red lips. Vijay grabbed her lips in his and sucked on them passionately. At the same time, he plunged his long cock in and out of her pussy hole, filling her, sinking his long slippery prick back and forth between her vaginal lips until she felt as though it would tear her up.

But I wasn't prepared for what happened next. 

Mom started to mumble incoherently as she received Vijay's thick cock in her long unused hole. I think, she finally had lost all her sense of shame at being raped while watching her daughters being raped as well and was taken up in the wave of carnal pleasure. Vijay had awakened a long forgotten cum-slut in her, who just cared about her own release.

"Oh, yes, oh yesssss, fuck me, fuck my hole, I'm your whore for life Sir, anytime you want to fuck me, just call and I'll come, fuck it hard, Sir....harder...yessss...like that... Oooohhh it feels soooo good.."

Vijay was pleased at her readiness. He slipped his hands down her sides and grasped the wildly pumping cheeks of her ass, jerking them up off the mattress to gain better access to the moist wet hole of her cunt. Then, pressing forward, he slid his palms down to her knees and forced her legs up, and pushed them back over her shoulders until her knees were painfully bent and crushing her breasts. Her luxurious body was bent back double as Vijay got on his haunches and proceeded to rape her pussy with even more force. He was putting his entire weight behind each thrust and mom groaned with each powerful stroke. 

This way, the whole of her wetly glistening cunt was opened to him as he increased the power of his thrusts, driving in with long, hard lunges that seemed to receive their momentum from the very tips of his toes, cramming the very last inch of his thick, black cock into her with lust.

He was driving with longer smoother strokes into the hot, steaming passage up between her drawn back thighs as she put her hands on his buttocks and tried desperately to pull more of his cock into her. Deliberately teasing her, he pulled his cock almost all the way out of her hungrily clasping vagina on the back stroke, waited until she grew impatient and begged for it, imploring with her eyes, then thrust forward again with full force into her uplifted buttocks until he was buried to the hilt in her warm hole. With each thrust I could see his swollen testicles slapping against the unprotected crevice of her anus. 

Juicy wet smacking sounds filled the warehouse with each brutal fuck-stroke he made into her as his thighs slapped into her upturned ass, blending in tempo with the sounds of their moans of pleasure. He slammed into her with a rhythmic thump-thump sound while ecstatic moans fell from her lips, resounding through the warehouse. 

Vijay placed his hands on her ankles, still forcing her legs up and apart and lifted himself so that he could watch the my mom's exquisitely beautiful face. It was something he did not want to miss, the sexy surrender of this smooth, soft-bodied mother who had begged so profusely to let her go just a while ago. And now she was begging him to fuck her.

Well, she had brought two more succulent fruits to his disposal and he could think of nothing nicer than having the mother and then having her young, virgin daughters too. He had his eyes on Asha. Her voluptuous figure with that plump ass, her shining skin, her long hair that he was just itching to pull hard as her rode her like a horse, ramming his thick tool in her virgin pussy over and over. He yearned to hear her sharp gasps of pleasure as he fucked heavily into her ass hole, skewering her with his rigid pole. She would love it. He could imagine her fucking back shamelessly, urging him on with every lunge of her hips and every shout of unbridled passion. "Oh, God, fill me, fill me! Give me more!" she would beg, gasping in uncontrolled desire.

He came out of that reverie around Asha and turned his head to look in her direction. 

Asha had been freed from the chair and was being made to kneel on the floor as the cops stuffed here mouth with their meat. Her mouth was dripping with saliva as the men thrust their hard organs in her mouth in turn, using her small mouth for their pleasure. One of them held her hair tightly in their hands as he pushed in and out of her mouth. She was made to stroke the cock that she wasn't sucking. After a few moments, the other guy grabbed her hair, turned her towards him and started to fuck her face. Her hand instinctively went to the remaining cock. Her mouth made wet slurping sounds as the tools stretched her lips painfully. The men didn't care as they enjoyed Asha sucking on their thick cocks. 

As Vijay watched, one of his men lost it. With a loud groan, he held Asha's head on his cock with force. Asha tried to pull away, instinctively knowing what was coming, but was held in place by the policeman's forceful grip. The long penis was buried halfway in her mouth. Surely it was in her throat as well. He started to cum then, his prick jerking as it spilled its load in her mouth and down her throat. Asha gagged, but the cop didn't let her go until he had ejaculated fully in her mouth. She was forced to swallow the thick cream. He finally let her go when he was satisfied that she had taken the entire load of warm juice into her belly. She gasped as the thick cock came out of her mouth. 

"So she swallowed the entire load...Hmmm...have to try that soon", Vijay thought in his twisted mind as he saw his subordinate dump his sperm in Asha's mouth.

"Now lick it clean, slut. Show me how much you love my cock juice." The satisfied cop ordered her. She obediently held the organ, which was still hard and twitching, in her hand and proceeded to lick the hot flesh, lapping up whatever little semen was sticking to it. 

Soon she pulled away, to indicate that she had done her job. Almost immediately she was grabbed by the other cop. He had been stroking his long shaft as he watched Asha take his colleague's semen in her mouth and swallow it. He was also ready to come. He held her hair in a tight grip, almost like a ponytail, as he continued to pump his penis in front of her face. He was going to humiliate her further by coming on her face. 

He was trembling with desire as he ordered the innocent girl kneeling in front of him. "Open your mouth, randi..."

Asha instantly obeyed. She opened her mouth wide as far as she could to catch the man's semen. The sight of the virgin girl waiting with her mouth open to receive his juice after she had just swallowed a load of cum, was just too much for the horny cop. With a loud cry, he aimed his swollen cock head at her mouth and let loose his load of thick jism. The globs of semen landed on Asha's face, most of it going inside her open mouth, some landing in her cheeks and nose as the cop sprayed her beautiful, innocent face with his sperm. Asha's face was covered in the warm, sticky juice coming out of his cock. She was pulled forward and the head of the erupting shaft was forced into her mouth. The cop groaned as he felt her wet tongue on his sensitive head. He finished cumming in her mouth. As he pulled out finally, Asha's mouth was open. The cop could see the thick, white liquid pooled in her mouth.

"Swallow it, you cock sucking whore..." he commanded her. She complied as she closed her mouth and gulped down the warm salty cum filling her mouth. She then started to lick the cop's cock clean just the way she had done with his colleague. They were using my sister's mouth as a receptacle for their sperm. She was ordered to clean her face as well, which she did by wiping the semen from her face. She then licked it from her fingers, making her humiliation complete. 

On the other side, Ezhil was being fucked brutally by the cop. He was making short, hard strokes and we could make out that he was also close to coming.

Soon he was ready to come in Ezhil's virgin hole. "Here, randi, take my cum...I'm gonna fill you up so that you have lots of babies, all looking like me..." With that he came in her unprotected womb.

"Nooooo... don't cum in me...Please sir, I don't want to get pregnant." Ezhil begged him. The man paid no heed to her words as he was past the point of no return. 

Ezhil felt the warm jizz wash her insides as the cop came in gallons. The cop waited a few moments, lying heavily on her, drained of his semen. 

Then he lifted himself off her and lay down on the ground, breathing hard. I saw that she was bleeding. It was difficult to make out if the guys penis was also tinged with blood as it was quite black. 

The other policeman swiftly came and took his place between her thighs. Ezhil did not even get the chance to catch her breath as she was penetrated by the second cock of the night as well as her life. 

The cop slid in quite easily as she was slick from the other cop's man juice. He held her ankles as he bent my sister's legs back and wide. In this position he was able to plow her freshly deflowered vagina with full force, pushing his rock hard member into her tiny love tunnel. 

Ezhil groaned in pain as the policeman raped her pussy. She just lay there helplessly as she endured the cop's brutal assaults. 

Vijay shifted his gaze back to my mom, "You love it, don't you? You love cock just like any other whore?" he demanded, ramming harder into her for emphasis. The show in front of him had inflamed his lust even more. He was going to fill Regina up. His balls were aching to discharge their load.

"You're going to be my randi from now on, aren't you?" he spat at her. "Tell me, whore, tell me what you want..." he growled as he deliberately slowed his stroking movements, "Do you want me to fuck you and shoot my cum up into your dirty little cunt?"

"Oh yes, pleeeeease! Sir..! I ... I want it. I want your thick cock juice. I want to feel it shooting in my cunt." she said, "Oh, please, for God's sake, fuck me! Give me your sweet cum! Make me pregnant with your virile sperm..!" Regina gasped, her body completely drenched in sweat and pinned naked under his male weight. The thought of begging him to drive his huge cock into her and empty his sperm-laden balls into her belly did not repulse her as it would have done sometime ago, as she was beyond caring now and yearned only for her own climax, which was now so close.

Grunting with approval at her submission, the stout, heavily sweating man increased the tempo of his thrusts, grinding hard and deep into her so that his rigidly hard cock bored far up her belly. Her naked breasts heaved and quivered as she received his cock in her body, no longer being raped but a willing participant in this ancient dance of carnal lust.




Violated by Cops Ch. 01



"Oh, ooooohhhhh, Goooooddddd! I'm cumming ... I'm cummmmming nowwwww!" Regina suddenly squealed in a high-pitched voice as she locked her slim ankles around his hips. Her nostrils flared and her eyes rolled back, fixing hypnotically on the ceiling above the mattress. She held on to him desperately, not moving as she gave little jerks to signal her orgasm.

He felt her jerk up toward him, the lips of her hot little cunt sucking at his hard prick as though trying to milk him dry. Her vagina clasped on to his swollen member frantically, as her body shook with orgasmic pleasure. 

Vijay couldn't control himself any longer when he felt the middle aged whore's muscles grip his pole tightly. His breath was coming in short, panting gasps as he thrust deep inside her one last time and moaned loudly, feeling his own hot boiling sperm suddenly race up from his balls, jetting from the tip of his throbbing cock and being deposited far up into her soft quivering belly. He held Regina tightly in his arms as he spent inside her, flooding her womb with his man-juice. Spurt after spurt of his boiling cum filled her vagina, as he came like never before. The pleasure of raping a middle aged bhabi had sent him into a cloud of ecstasy. 

I watched in disgust as Vijay planted his seed in the same hole where I had come from. My mother and two sisters lay defiled before me and I couldn't do a thing to save them.

"Oh, Regina, my dear..." The older man smiled down at her, a content look on his ugly face. "That was wonderful" Vijay said after he had caught her breath. He was lovingly brushing away sweat soaked hair from her sweet face and giving light kisses on her lips and face. They were cuddling like two lovers. 

"Regina..." Vijay said.

"Hmm"

"I want your daughter. I want to fill her up just as I have filled you."

Mom shocked me by saying, "Certainly sir. She's all yours..."

"But first..., I want her to taste me. I want her to suck my cum from your hot cunt..."

Mom just nodded subserviently.

"Here, let me pull it out and you hold the stuff in to feed your daughter right now."

Regina smiled in satisfaction and held the pussy lips tight as Vijay pulled out, disallowing the jism to creep out. 

Vijay moved swiftly towards her head and went on his knees there. Regina understood that she would have to clean Vijay's cock again. She obediently opened her mouth as Vijay stuck his spent organ there. She sucked on the slimy cock with her mouth, cleaning their combined juices from the black member with her tongue. She even lifted his penis and licked at his balls, at the juices deposited there by their lustful fucking.

At last, Vijay was satisfied. He gave the signal to the two cops who were holding Asha by her hair. 

It was time to deflower the innocent virgin girl...

To be continued...



Violated by Cops Ch. 02



At last, Vijay was satisfied. He gave the signal to the two cops who were holding Asha by her hair. 

Asha was lifted forcibly on her feet by her hair. She groaned in pain as they pulled her by her long hair and dragged her towards Vijay. She was thrown on the mattress. She landed hard. If it weren't for the mattress, she would have been hurt. She lay on her back, a bit dazed at this rough handling moments after two large cocks had discharged their thick loads in her small mouth. Her mouth was still tasting salty from the cum she had been forced to swallow. She didn't realize at first what was happening when mom went and sat on her haunches over her head. 

Regina had passed from being the innocent mother to the forced woman to the cock-loving slut who would do anything for her master's pleasure. Her brain was unable to process the suddenness and brutality of the events which had happened to her. As a result, she decided that the only way to have some semblance of sanity would be if she assumed the role that Vijay and the rest wanted her to play. 

So if her master wanted her to feed his cum straight from her cunt to her daughter's mouth, then she was okay with it. 

So she bent over Asha, her puffed up pussy lips directly over her face. She waited for some time. A glob of Vijay's cum dripped down her pussy and straight into Asha's face. Her head was held tight by Vijay who anticipated that she might try to turn her head away. He pinched her cheeks, so that her mouth was forced open. 

She was ordered to keep her mouth open and swallow the cum. Asha, though disgusted by the thought of drinking a man's semen straight from her own mother's pussy, was too afraid to disobey. Regina pushed her internal muscles to squeeze more and more of Vijay's cum from her vagina. I watched as Vijay's semen dripped from my mother's used pussy into my sister's open mouth. 

When most of Vijay's cum had been deposited in Asha's mouth, at Vijay's command, Regina got up from over her daughter's face. She sat on her knees on one side of the mattress.

Then Asha's stripping began. I watched helplessly as Asha's leggings were stripped from her in a swift motion by one guy. She was wearing white bikini panties with red polka dots. She was then turned around and pulled up so that she was on her hands and knees, like a bitch in heat. Her large breasts were hanging in front of her. Her panties were high cut, covering just the crack of her ass and a little portion on either side. I saw it and my cock gave a little twitch, as I imagined Vijay's hard cock would soon be buried between those luscious cheeks. 

Vijay went behind her, as if to inspect his new prey. He groaned in lust when he saw her bent over, her large 36-inch ass sticking out. He slowly pulled her panties down, exposing her round, firm ass as Regina looked on. When her tiny pussy lips came into view, Vijay couldn't control himself any longer. He reached out and touched her pussy. Asha shivered in fear as her virgin pussy was touched for the first time by a man.

"Oooo...It's so warm... and slightly wet as well....So the little slut is enjoying this, boys." He said with a wide grin, which was mirrored by his men. He kept on rubbing his hand on her nether lips. "Hmmm...Well let's not keep her waiting. Regina..., shall we?" Vijay turned Asha on her back and gestured towards mom, signaling that he wanted her to come between her daughter's legs. 

Regina bent on her knees and came between her daughter's legs, now a bit unsure of her actions as she had come down from the peak of sexual frenzy. Vijay immediately held her head and forced it down between Asha's thighs. 

"Hmmmphhhfff..." Regina moaned from between Asha's legs. She had started to say something but was cut off by Asha's pussy on her mouth. She grasped Asha's thighs as she licked her snatch as if her life depended on it. She had to make Asha wet for her deflowering, otherwise it would hurt too much. Asha was being licked by her own mother as Vijay pushed Regina's head forcefully between her legs. 

As Regina dutifully lapped at her virgin daughter's pussy, Vijay went near her face and squatted in front of her. Asha looked fearfully at the naked man in front of her. Vijay enjoyed the look of fear on her face for a moment, then he grabbed her head by her hair and pulled it roughly towards his rapidly hardening cock. 

"Open your mouth, randi. I know you enjoy sucking cocks and I'm going to give you what you like." He barked. Asha obediently opened her lips and took in Vijay's black cock in her small mouth. Vijay held her hair forcefully as he made her suck his dirty cock at first, pushing more and more of his tool in her wet mouth. He held her hair and started to face fuck her, using her mouth for his pleasure. Then he took it out and directed her mouth to his balls. Asha was forced to lick and suck on the cum filled sac as well. She was forced into further humiliation as Vijay ordered her to lick and clean his sweat and grime covered ass crack, as he squatted over her face. Since she had already sucked two very large cocks a short while back, she had not protested to taking his cock in her mouth. But she vehemently refused to lick Vijay's ass crack. 

Her face was a picture of determination as she shook her head silently. Vijay told her again, angrily this time. Still she refused. He looked at her face for a full minute. I saw a blur as his hand crashed in to her cheek. Another slap followed. Asha was now crying from the pain. Regina had stopped licking Asha's snatch and was now looking at them. But she too was silent, fearful of Vijay's reaction. 

Vijay raised his hand again. Asha cringed and raised her hand.

"Noooo...stop...please..." She cried.

Vijay stopped. Asha looked at him in resignation, broken. Vijay was pleased at her reaction and went forward, until his ass was directly over her mouth. Asha licked at his inner thighs and then his dirty ass hole as he sat on her face, getting his shit hole cleaned by this young girl. 

When he was satisfied by the ass licking, he got up. His cock was hard and shining from the sucking Asha had given him. Regina was lifted by the cops on Vijay's signal. They dragged her towards the table where Vijay had previously fucked my mom. 

Standing on both sides of her, they put one arm each at her back, supporting her and grabbed her boobs with the other hand. Mauling the soft flesh in their rough hands, they started to enjoy Regina's body. 

Mom started to protest as the two cops handled her breasts roughly. She was moaning softly in pain and trying to fend them off weakly.

"Oh..Aaaahhh.. Please...It's hurting, they're very sensitive.... Please leave me... Aaaahh... No..."

The cops didn't even look at her as they continued to squeeze her fair breasts until there were red marks all over them. They pinched her nipples between their fingers and pulled at her sensitive buds, making her whimper in pain. They bent their heads to suck and bite on the soft melons, attacking her soft flesh with their hungry mouths. The horny cops moved to her hard nipples, which were sticking out from her boobs like a little boy's finger, flicking them with their tongues and finally clamping their mouths on them and sucking away to glory. They just couldn't get enough of her large boobs. 

After a while, they told her to stand on her knees on the chair. She did as she was told. In this position, her butt was sticking out as she supported herself on her hands and knees. One of the guys went behind her and spread her cheeks with his hands. He caressed her round buttocks for a while, squeezing and slapping the plump cheeks. The other man meanwhile was getting his cock sucked by her. He held her head with one hand and his rampant penis with the other as he fed my mother his thick organ. Regina'a mouth bobbed on the policeman's large tool as she tried to satisfy her rapists. Her mouth made an 'O' as the lust-engorged rod went in and out of her mouth. Saliva dripped from the sides of her lips and wet slurping noises came from her as she sucked the man's penis submissively. 

The other cop now out his hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy. He was ready to fuck her. 

While Asha was being forced by Vijay to drink his cum from mother's pussy and then lick his asshole, Ezhil was finally defiled by the second man as he came up her pleasure hole with great force. He grunted in pleasure as he unloaded a thick stream of cum in my sister's deflowered hole. He then left her and lay down beside her. The first cop was on her in an instant, fondling her medium sized boobs, licking the nipples and biting on them.

I sat nearby, naked, as I was forced by the men to watch her being taken against her will. 

Now I heard one of the policemen calling me from the other side. I looked over to see that the cop standing behind my mom was gesturing to me to come to him. 

"C'mere boy..." The cop waved me over. I went there with some trepidation. I was standing beside him, inches from my mother's ample globes, which had long enticed me with their perfect roundness. I looked over at her mouth, where she was sucking on the policeman's cock like an ice cream, her eyes closed. She was so busy that she hadn't noticed me.

He saw me looking and grinned as he said, "You like it, boy? You like your mommy's ass? Huh... tell me now, don't be shy..." He almost cajoled me. 

I nodded, ashamed to admit it.

He smiled at my answer and then probed further, "You want to touch her...? Huh...? You want to feel her ass? C'mon boy, tell me the truth...c'mon..."

I wanted to but I couldn't bring myself to answer that. Just a look at her milky white ass cheeks had aroused me to no end and my penis was quivering with lust now. The man took a look at my rock hard 5 inch long penis and he knew the answer.

He urged me, "Go on...Touch her...put your hand on her hips...c'mon..."

I was still hesitant and he suddenly reached out and took my hand, placing it on mom's ass. It felt so good, so soft that I was lost in a sea of lust. I had looked at this ass for so long and to finally touch it was a dream come true. The fair skin was stretched tautly over the rounded moons of her globes. I rubbed her smooth flesh as I moved from cheek to cheek, taking pleasure in the silky softness of her skin. I was in a daze as I felt my mother's ass crack, the deep cleft inviting me to sink my hand down there. 

I rubbed her for sometime until the man stopped me.

"That's enough for now, boy. You'll get your chance. Now its time to see a real man fuck your whore mother." He said roughly, obviously eager to fuck her juicy hole.

He had seen me put a cock in Ezhil's pussy and now he wanted to force me to another humiliation.

He told me to put my palm forward. When I did, he told me to spit on it. I did as ordered, unable to understand why. Then he told me.

"Now out your hand between your mommy's legs and make her wet for me, boy." He commanded. I was so stunned that I didn't know what to do for several seconds. Then he looked at me menacingly and I knew that I had to follow his orders or risk another beating. I cursed myself for being so helpless in front of these burly men.

I slowly reached out and put my hand between her thighs. It felt warm and wet. I felt shame as well as excitement as I rubbed my saliva into my mother's pussy lips. Regina gave a start as she finally realized someone new was touching her. She turned her head and almost fainted when she saw me touching her pussy, while standing naked behind her. She looked at my exposed cock, which was hard and bobbing slightly from my pent up lust.

She would have got up but the cops held her tightly. She struggled a bit then, but was unable to do or say anything as the man in front stuck his tool into her mouth again, forcing her to shut up. This time her head was turned as she looked at me while giving oral pleasure to the man in front. 

I had finished rubbing my saliva all over her lips, making it wet for another round of sex. The man then spat on my palm and told me to lube him up. I did so without any protest, as I reached forward and touched the hot flesh. I made it slippery with his saliva as I rubbed the shaft from head to root. I rubbed for a while on the head until he was ready and ordered me again, to put it in. I was by now getting used to the idea that I would have to service the horny policemen this way and I obediently put his large, bulbous cock head at the entrance of my mother's pussy. Mom looked on in disgust and shame as her own son was putting a cock in her pussy, helping in her rape.

The man pushed with force and the slick head was forced in the tight opening. I removed my hand as he pushed again, with more force this time and more than half of his large, thick, black cock was buried in Regina's body.

"Aaahhh....Slowly please....Oooohhhh maaaaaa..." Mom moaned in pain as the organ penetrated her tight channel. The man just grinned as he held her hips in a tight grip and forced himself inside. Ignoring Regina's groans, he pushed and pushed until I saw that his pole was buried balls-deep in my mom's pussy. 

Then he began the rape of my mother. 

I watched with stunned excitement as I stood beside the policeman fucking Regina, my cock hard and throbbing. He had gripped her hips tightly, her flesh bunching in his hands painfully as slammed again and again into my mom's ass cheeks, thrusting his coal-black rod into the depths of mom's wet hole. 

Mom was making loud moans at the assault on her vagina and the way her flesh was being pinched. The cop continued to fuck her with passion, bumping against her hips forcefully as he drove his thick tool in her tunnel. He was enjoying the soft feeling of her ass flesh on his thighs and the tightness of her tiny hole around his plundering shaft. I watched him withdraw his penis until just the head was inside, then push back in a powerful lunge as he made long and hard strokes into her moist opening. 

With each inward stroke Regina moaned in pain but it only seemed to fuel the lusty cop's desire. He enjoyed pinching and slapping her fair buttocks as he raped her pussy relentlessly, leaving red marks on them.

The guy in front was enjoying her oral ministrations as he watched his colleague take the whore. He had grabbed her hair and was using her mouth as a fuck hole, shoving his engorged tool inside her welcoming mouth.

Now he indicated that he wanted a piece of the action as well. He moved his penis from her mouth and went behind her. The other guy vacated his spot and moved away from her back. He swiftly came in front of her, waving his swollen member, coated in her juices, in front of her mouth. Regina was resigned to her fate as she submissively opened her pink lips and waited for the cop to violate her mouth. 

The cop didn't do anything. He just waited a moment as he enjoyed the scene of this woman, who had been so bent to their will that she was willingly inviting his dirty cock in her mouth without being told. 

Then he said, "Lick it all up, whore. Use your tongue on my prick. And make it look like you love it. Or I'll make you suck your son instead..."

Mom looked at me for an instant, horrified and immediately went about her task of licking the dirty cock clean. Her own secretions were mixed with leftover semen from Vijay's fucking. The mixture was now sticking to the beefy cop's stiff rod. She used her tongue on his fat cock lovingly, licking her own juices from it, giving long, slow strokes up and down the dark meat. She licked the slick sausage from the root, at the sides and on the shiny helmet, with a bit of pre-cum oozing out from the end. She took it all in her mouth

"You like it, don't you...?? Huh...? You dirty whore... you like licking your juices from my cock??" The horny cop demanded as he enjoyed Regina's tongue lapping at his slippery member

Mom knew she had to talk dirty to him, demeaning herself further. 

"Yes sir... I love it...Mmmm...It tastes so good, sir...Thank you for letting me lick my own juices from your long and hard penis...Sir..."

I don't know what happened to me at that instant. Maybe it was watching my mother clean the guy's cock clean from her own pussy juices, talking like a whore; maybe it was seeing the other guy ram her unprotected hole mercilessly from behind as he clutched her hair in a bunch, or maybe it was just the pent up excitement of the last few hours, when I had witnessed my sisters and mom molested and now raped.

My cock jerked on its own as I came spontaneously. Thick blobs of semen spayed from my slit on to my mother's ass and thighs. I watched with disgust as my uncontrolled lust was spent on my own mother's body. But I was helpless to stop it. My penis just kept on jerking on its own and defiling my mother. My juice was sticking to mom's curved ass cheek, slowly pooling in the small of her back and dribbling down her thighs. I looked at my mother's face to find her looking at me with a mixture of shame and resignation. It was the final humiliation. But at the same time she understood that I was only human. She turned her head away.

The cops watched as I spent myself and laughed. 

"So your little boy couldn't keep it to himself any longer, huh..??'

"Looks like he wanted to do that for a long time..."

"You should really look after your boys needs..."

They humiliated us further with their comments as they laughed.

They cop who was face fucking her momentarily removed his cock and held my hand. He dragged me towards him. I went, as if in a daze, stunned by my own actions. 

I was so perplexed that I didn't even protest as he dragged me to face my mother. He then said the unthinkable.

He ordered Regina to suck my cock clean..!!

"What..!! No, no...I can't do it... Please sir, don't force a mother to do this to her son. Please..." She begged.

But to no avail.

"Listen you whore, either you suck it clean or we cut it off...And you can then be proud of your son, the eunuch...!" he growled as he pulled her hair roughly, looking at her menacingly. 

Regina knew that they would be willing to do that too. After all, no one needs to know; she reasoned as she allowed the cop to push her head forward and take her son's now flaccid cock in her mouth.

"So warm..., so wet..., Ooohhh God...I feel like I'm in heaven..." I thought. But I didn't let my twisted emotions show as I enjoyed her mouth cleaning and swallowing the semen sticking to my penis. It was slowly becoming hard. I was ashamed but at the same time the pleasure I felt was incredible. The feel of her lips as they clamped on the end of my penis and sucked was making me more and more excited. As I looked at her innocent looking face and my cock sticking out from her pink lips, I knew how the men felt as they fucked her. My balls contracted on their own as they sent a few more drops of sperm up my penis. 

The drops of cum oozed off the end of my penis and she swallowed it too. She avoided looking at me directly, focusing on the task at hand. 

After about a minute, the cop had had enough of our humiliation.

He pulled me away roughly and dragged me to a chair, tying me there again, this time a bit loosely. 

I didn't know what to do, I was so ashamed. But at the same time, I was excited too. Mom must have felt it as my cock became harder in her mouth. 

I sat in the chair as I watched the men take her from both ends. I couldn't keep my eyes of the two policemen fucking my mother in the mouth and the pussy.

At about the same time that Regina was being taken aside by the two men, Vijay was positioning himself between my sister, Asha's thighs. 

He bent her thighs to make her totally exposed to his eyes. Her virgin hole was now shining with Regina's saliva. The lips were closed tightly and it didn't look as if even a finger would fit in. Vijay's excitement knew no bounds as he looked at the fair skin of her inner thighs and the little entrance to her pussy. He spit on his hand and rubbed it on the reddish lips, lubing it up. His rampant cock was already wet from Asha's mouth and now he held it as he prepared to penetrate the young virgin. 




Violated by Cops Ch. 02



Without wasting any more time, he guided his rigid pole towards her opening, holding one leg wide apart at the same time with his other hand. When his cock head made contact with her nether lips, Asha looked down at the inflated shaft between her thighs and gave a small shiver. She knew that she would be deflowered today by this horny cop and that she couldn't do anything about it.

So she kept still, waiting for the pain to come.

Vijay nudged the lips apart with the shiny knob, then pushed forward slightly. The swollen head penetrated Asha. But it wouldn't go any further. She felt a slight discomfort but nothing of the pain that she had heard about.

"Relax, my little whore... your master's going to make you a woman now...Just relax your muscles, or else it will be harder for you..." Vijay told her in a soft voice, uncharacteristically. 

Asha heard this and relaxed a little. As soon as Vijay felt Asha's internal muscles give way, he pushed forward with force. His stiff cock penetrated Asha's virgin hole, almost halfway in.

"Aaahhh...Ohh Goooddd....it's hurting...please..." Asha screamed aloud at the painful invasion of her virgin hole.

Vijay looked at her face which was contorted with pain. He almost took pity on her, almost.

Keeping her left leg on his shoulder, he bent forward to grab Asha's boobs, squeezing hard. He kneaded her soft flesh and rubbed her taut nipples, as he waited for her to get back to normal. He was rocking to and fro gently, working his enlarged member inside the tight hole of my sister. 

Gradually, he worked his huge boner inside her tiny pussy. Asha kept on whimpering as she felt her virgin hole stretch to accommodate the large piece of meat inside her. Vijay saw that she had adjusted somewhat to his thickness.

So, without further ado, he gave a mighty lunge, burying all of his 8 inch long tool inside Asha's body, finally ripping through her hymen and taking her virginity. Asha screamed in pain as she felt his red hot shaft go all the way up her unused pussy, skewering her. Vijay grinned in satisfaction as he buried himself balls deep in the fresh, ripe, succulent flesh of the young girl. 

He bent forward, supporting himself with his hands and bending Asha's legs back, exposing her defenseless hole to him, as he began slowly thrusting his thick cock in and out of her moist opening.

Her pussy held his member like a velvet glove, smooth yet tight. The heat coming from her body was driving him to new heights of erotic frenzy and he pummeled her from above, increasing the pace of his fucking and slamming into her tiny hole with full force. Asha lay back in resignation as she endured the invasion of her deflowered pussy by the horny cop and his fat organ. Vijay moved his long, sausage like tool in and out of Asha with force, enjoying the sensation of wetness around his probing cock. With each stroke he burrowed further into her body, making Asha groan in pain. 

His thighs were now slamming against her upturned buttocks as he bent her legs almost to her chest and began ramming his swollen penis between her wide open thighs, taking pleasure from the tight, moist hole of the young girl, being fucked for the first time in her life. 

"How do you like it, my little whore..?? Huh...? You like it...? I'm going to make you a woman now, I'm going to make you my slut for life... I'm going to stretch your hole wide, bitch... yeah ...take it... take my fat cock in your pussy... I'm going to fuck all three of your holes this way... Uh... Uhhh... yeah..." Vijay was grunting with each thrust he made inside her and taunting her while he fucked her. Asha was lying motionless, her head to one side and tears streaming from her eyes in silent protest at her brutal rape. When she didn't answer him, Vijay held her cheeks with his hand as he pinched them cruelly.

"Answer me, whore... Do you like my cock in your pussy...?"

"Uhhh...Uhhh...Sir... yes sir... I like it...please stop now, its hurting a lot, please sir, Uhh...Uhh...I'll take you in my mouth and please you... sir...Uhh..Uhh" Asha managed to say between his thrusts.

Vijay went wild when he heard her responding like that. He began pumping really hard now, battering her virgin hole with full strength as he made long and hard strokes with his engorged tool. He lay flat on her, pushing her legs back on her chest with his weight. Then, he stretched his legs out straight, supporting himself on his toes as he used his entire weight behind his thrusts. He was grinding himself furiously between her open legs, as if trying to join their bodies together. His mouth was on her neck and lips, biting the soft flesh there, his brain dizzy with pent up lust.

Vijay knew he wouldn't be able to hold it any longer. So, he increased his pace until moments later, with a final push, he let go of his jizz. The tightness of Asha's virgin hole was just too much for him as he came with a shudder, his massive prick swelling as he spewed his white hot semen inside Asha's pleasure hole, squirting his baby making juice inside her unprotected womb. 

"Aaaahhhh....I'm coming bitch....Oooohhh... Here... take it... take my juice, you whore, I'm coming in your pussy...Uuuhhh..." He groaned as he kept on spurting inside her tight channel, until, with a final grunt of pleasure, he collapsed on top of Asha's limp body.

I watched with a sickening feeling as Vijay emptied his balls in Asha. She was not protected and she might get pregnant, I thought. Then another thought arose in my mind. So could my mother and Ezhil. The men had all come inside her. I didn't know if we would get out of here alive, and even if we did, if we would ever be able to live a normal life again. I bent my head as the tears came. 

Meanwhile, the other policeman was fucking my younger sister Ezhil in doggy style. She was made to get on her knees on the floor, and suck one guy's cum stained cock, while being fucked from behind by the other man's cock, like a bitch in heat 

I looked at the man behind her. His thighs were relentlessly battering her soft ass cheeks as he thrust his long and thick prick into her freshly deflowered hole with force. His hands were holding onto her hips and were pulling her towards him as he pushed forward. Each thrust was so powerful that it brought a painful moan from my sister Ezhil's mouth. She had been forcefully taken for the first time and as if that was not enough, she was being subject to their brutal fucking for the second time that night. 

The policeman in front of her also used her. He stood on his knees as he held her long hair in a bunch and guided his coal black penis in to her mouth. Ezhil sucked on the stiff rod without protest, coating it with saliva. She tried to accommodate as much as she could but it was too big for her small mouth. He pulled out from time to time and made her beg for it as he slapped her face with the hard member. Ezhil was made to act like a cheap slut who would do anything for cock. 

They both fucked her in turn, switching places after every few minutes. Ezhil was forced to suck their cocks straight from her pussy, licking her juices from their swollen organs and swallowing it. The cops fucked her with abandon, slapping her round butt with their calloused hands. The guy behind her now went on his haunches high above her ass, as if doing a sit up, and inserted his rigid penis back into her open hole. He supported himself on her hips with one hand, pushing her down painfully as he pumped her soft, wet hole harder than ever. He put his entire weight behind each push he made into her juicy slit, tearing her unused passage. With the other hand, he continued to spank Ezhil's round moons, hitting the plump fleshy cheeks with loud smacking sounds.

The cops took turns pumping her pussy as Ezhil moaned in pain at their merciless battering of her vagina and ass cheeks. This continued for some time until the policeman fucking her pussy from the back groaned like an animal and came in her, filling her with his man juice. He made a last few thrusts with full force as he unloaded inside her tunnel. At last, with a hard slap on her buttocks, and a wide grin on his face, he pulled out. He moved towards her mouth as the second cop took up position behind her. He bent down on his knees in front of her. Ezhil knew what she would have to do. She sucked the cum stained cock, fresh from depositing its load in her pussy, into her mouth and proceeded to clean it with her tongue. She swallowed the cum sticking to the black rod obediently. The cop was pleased at her oral service and smiled as he slapped her face and complimented her on being a 'good whore'. He moved away to lie on the ground, exhausted from fucking my virgin sister twice in a row.

The second man didn't bother looking at Ezhil as she was cleaning his colleagues' slippery cock. He was too caught up in the sight of the young whore's tight ass cheeks as he pumped her from behind. The plump cheeks were inviting him as they moved with his thrusts. He slapped them hard and watched as the skin turned reddish. The dark cleft in between was almost enticing him with their promise of hidden pleasures. He separated the cheeks and exposed her brown hole to his eyes. The pucker was closed tightly. The horny cop wet his finger in his mouth and put it at her rosebud. Pushing slowly, he entered her tight ass hole, making Ezhil moan in surprise and pain. He pushed past the anal ring into her backdoor passage. He was getting excited at the prospect of fucking her ass hole as well. 

He smiled as he finger fucked her ass hole, hard, in rhythm with his thrusts in her vagina. Ezhil was now being fucked in both her holes.

Soon after, the second cop held her hips in a tight grip as he spent in Ezhil's freshly deflowered hole. He grunted in pleasure as he shot his sperm in her, filling her tight passage with his juice and felt her ass clench on his invading finger. Ezhil moaned as she felt the hot blobs of semen being deposited in her for the fourth time that night. 

The man waited until he had spent his entire load. He then pulled out slowly. As he did so, some of his cum oozed out of Ezhil's well fucked hole. He immediately caught it in his palm. He looked at the sperm coming out of her body and a twisted thought came to him. He inserted a finger in her pussy and began to pull out the sperm they had deposited there. When he had quite a good amount in his hand, he went towards her mouth. 

Ezhil was ordered to lick the cum from his hand as he held it in front of her. The cop held her hair and forced her to lap up the semen pooled in his palm. Ezhil licked at the salty liquid like a bitch until she had swallowed the entire load of man juice from his hand. She then had to clean the cop's penis as well as his dirty finger from her ass, finally collapsing to the floor when he moved away.

The other cops took turns with Regina, fucking her pussy and mouth repeatedly. Soon they both came one after the other, almost at the same time as the men fucking Ezhil, groaning as they filled the body of the middle aged whore with their semen.

To be continued...



Violated Cheryl



Cheryl teased her black, shoulder length hair as she checked her make-up. She adjusted the straps on her nightdress, making it hug her body tighter and give a lift to her 34C breasts. She stood back and looked at herself in the mirror, twirling herself around. The nightdress was just sheer enough that she could make out her silhouette through the material. Her dark areoles could also be seen and her nipples poked out slightly. Her crotch was bare of the thick fur that normally covered it. She had shaved her pussy just this morning in readiness for Andy's return.

Andy had been out of state for a week on work and Cheryl had missed him. Married for three years now, they lived alone in a small house in the suburbs. She had been horny the whole week while Andy was away and today had been especially difficult. Her shaved pussy had itched the whole morning and she found it hard concentrating at work. She had returned home from work to find her panties soaked at the crotch. 

Cheryl picked up her favourite perfume and sprayed it at the valley of her breasts. Andy loved this perfume as well and she imagined him burying his head in her cleavage as he inhaled the sweet, floral fragrance. She lifted the hem of her nightdress and sprayed a liberal dose to the tops of her thighs, being careful not to get any near her pussy. Not only would it cause her tender, shaved skin to smart, it would also ruin the wanton taste of her pussy. And she knew how much Andy loved to lick and suck a juicy pussy! 

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard a car door slam outside and then shortly after, the jiggle of keys in the front door. She ran out of her room just as Andy opened it and stepped inside. "Hi Babe!" She called out as she ran into his arms. "Hi sweets." Andy smiled as he hugged her tight and gave her a soft kiss on her hair. "I feel like shit." "Oh honey, what's wrong?" "Food poisoning." Andy replied weakly. "I think it was the fucking prawn cocktail they served for lunch."

Cheryl sighed quietly as she realised the night of passion she was hoping for was slowly but surely fading away. 

"Poor baby." She consoled him as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "Maybe I can kiss it better?"

She had to at least try to appeal to his sexual nature. She felt rotten trying to tempt him into sex when he wasn't feeling up to it but she was so hot and horny.

"No sweets. Sorry." Andy replied ruefully. "You look amazing but I really feel like shit and I'm real weak and tired too. I've been throwing up the whole day. Not to mention how many times I've had to crap."

"Too much information!" Cheryl laughed, belying the disappointment she really felt. Still, it was good to have Andy home.

"Come on up and freshen up." She said supportively. "You'll feel better."

It wasn't long before Andy was fast asleep, his head cushioned on Cheryl's breast. She lay awake, lightly stroking his head and thinking to herself. "Damn! I was so looking forward to getting some loving tonight. At least he's home, I hate sleeping alone." She slipped a hand under her nightgown and felt herself. "Shit! I'm so wet. Oh well. I'm not getting any so I better get some sleep" She removed her hands and trying to forget the wetness between her legs she fell asleep.

******** 

Cheryl stirred as she felt her legs being pushed apart. Still half asleep, she sighed as the feel of a hot, wet tongue slid along her wet slit. Andy must be feeling better she thought to herself. She spread her legs wider and lifted her ass toward the slurping tongue. Her hands moved downward and lifted the nightdress higher, over her hips, allowing her to open her legs even wider.

Sharp thrills began to course through her as her body awoke from its slumber and she could really feel the light twirls and flicks of the tongue along her vulva and then up on to her clitoris. Her eyes were still closed as she let out a slight gasp. Cheryl moaned softly as her hands moved down to caress Andy's head, to pull it deeper into the juncture of her thighs. Her hands reached behind his head and caressed the short stubble on his head. Her eyes flew open as she realised something was wrong. Andy had a thick head of hair, not short, spiky stubble!

She gasped aloud as her eyes accustomed to the dark and she saw Andy seated on the chair by the dresser. Something was stuffed in his mouth and his hands were being tied behind the chair. He was struggling but the tall intruder tying her husband was too strong for him. She flicked her gaze toward her wide-open legs and saw a shiny, black, shaved head with just a little stubble around the back. She started to scream but just then the black man's hands flew upward and grabbed at her throat.

"Not a sound bitch," he grunted "Or I squeeze this purty little neck of yours."

Her heart was thumping wildly as the oxygen supply started to deplete. She struggled briefly before she felt the grip at her throat loosen. She coughed and gulped in air.

"P-please! Let me go. What do you want?" she pleaded. Her eyes glanced upward to see the white stranger walk over to her, her husband securely tied. She caught her husband's eye and noticed the helplessness and desperation in them. Oh God! These monsters had broken into the house! 

The white intruder stood at the side of the bed, leering down at her. Cheryl clamped her thighs together and smoothed down her nightdress, suddenly aware of her splayed form.

"She taste good Leroy?" the white intruder laughed as he winked at the black man.

"Damn fine tasting pussy Jerry," Leroy replied. "Damn fine."

Jerry pulled the nightdress up and looked under it. "Whoaaa! Smooth, shaved pussy too!"

Cheryl noticed Jerry's pants swelling as he looked at her naked pussy. Why, oh why, did she shave it today? His hands went under the nightdress and cupped her pussy. He squeezed her mound and slowly inserted a finger into her. Cheryl gasped involuntarily as Jerry's thick finger pushed into her.

"Damn! She's wet Leroy!" Jerry said. "And I don't think its from your licking!"

"You a hot, little white hoe are you?" Leroy directed the question at Cheryl. "A hoe waiting to be fucked?"

"N-no. No!" Cheryl spluttered. "I'm not a whore. Oh please! Please let us go. Please!"

Jerry's finger was still working inside her. Slowly sliding in and out of her wet channel. She tried to block it out but her pussy was wet and getting wetter the more Jerry messed around inside it.

Cheryl felt Leroy press the cold, steel blade of a knife against her face. He slowly moved it across her neck and then down to the neck of her nightie. 

"No noise from you hoe." Jerry said. "No screaming or this knife will mess you up something good."

She felt the knife settle at the valley of her breasts before it was pulled upward and down the length of her body, neatly ripping the nightdress in two. She felt the nightie fall away from her body and her muscles tensed in fear.

"Please, please!" Cheryl pleaded. "Don't do this to me. Oh God nooooo!"

Leroy raised the knife to her breast as he pinched a nipple hard with his other hand. "I said to shut up bitch! Or don't you'se understand simple English?"

Cheryl gritted her teeth as the pain shot through her nipple. She nodded her head in acquiescence. She looked up again at Andy who nodded his head as if to say "Don't get hurt. Do what they want."

Leroy moved to the other side of the bed and climbed on to it. She felt the mattress depress under his weight as he lay beside her. His hands moved to her breasts and grabbed at them, lifting them up as his mouth covered one nipple and then the other. Little tingles of electricity shot through her body. "No! This is so wrong. I can't get turned on. I mustn't!" She thought to herself. She tensed her body and closed her eyes. She tried to focus her mind on other thoughts. 

Leroy seemed to know exactly what to do. He noticed her body tense and he reciprocated by lightly flicking his tongue across each nipple in turn. He then pressed both her breasts together and tongued both nipples at the same time. He could feel her resistance slipping, as he knew it would. 

Cheryl bit her lower lip as she tried to deny the feelings in her body. Her nipples were erect with lust and Jerry's fingers in her pussy were causing an ache that needed to be satisfied. His fingers became more urgent inside of her, lightly scratching against the upper wall of her vagina, tickling her g-spot. Her body relaxed a little and her legs opened just a little wider. Leroy was still tantalising her nipples but now one hand had slipped underneath her and was rubbing her back ever so gently.

Her breath was becoming laboured now as she gasped and sighed. Her mind was fighting her body but it was a losing battle. Her flesh was winning. Why did this have to happen when she was so horny? She felt a terrible sense of guilt at the way her body was responding to rape. She couldn't help it! Why couldn't they have just raped her like she had always imagined rape was like? Rough, disgusting and quick. To be used as a receptacle for satisfying a mans' lust.

But no! This was different. They were taking their time and they were making sure she was getting turned on. Hell, she was more than turned on. She wanted it. Worse than that, she needed it. She focused on her body and a flush of shame and embarrassment filled her briefly as she realised she was thrusting her hips against Jerry's fingers. His fingers were making a wet sloshing sound in her pussy and she could feel her juices dripping around her vulva. 

"I think she's ready dude." She heard Jerry say as she felt his fingers pull out of her. She watched with a mixture of fear and lust as he popped his fingers in his mouth and sucked on her juices. Her pussy felt annoyingly empty and her breasts tingled although Leroy was no longer paying any attention to them. He was standing at the foot of the bed and had pulled his shirt over his head. His chest was hard and firm and a thin layer of hair covered it. Cheryl kept biting on her lip as she watched Leroy pull his trousers down and then his boxers. 

A new fear gripped her as she finally saw his manhood throbbing out of his crotch. The deep realisation that she was going to be fucked by someone other than her husband gripped her heart and caused her breath to catch in her throat. Leroy grabbed her legs and pulled her toward him, lifting and spreading her legs as he did so. Cheryl noticed Jerry stripping out of the corner of her eyes as she focused on Andy. The fear and desperation in his eyes had been replaced by something else. Resignation? Pity? Cheryl's heart thumped wildly as she felt Leroy position his cock at her vulva.

"Please, please. Don't do this. Please!" She pleaded one last time. Leroy and Jerry both laughed as she said this. 

"Who're you kidding hoe?" Leroy said. "Look how soaked you are!" They both continued laughing.

Leroy pushed slowly, his cock piercing through her wet pussy. Cheryl hissed as the thick penis spread her pussy walls and drove into her. She was thankful she was so wet, minimising the friction between his cock and her pussy walls. His cock felt so hot inside her as he continued to slowly push into her. She felt him withdraw and then push back into her, going a little deeper. He was being so gentle, that she couldn't believe this was rape. Her pussy was tingling as he fucked her with long, slow strokes.

She turned her head and noticed Jerry standing at her side, moving his hand slowly up and down his cock. She turned her head away, focusing on the feelings in her pussy. Her body was tingling with this slow fucking and lust had overtaken most of the reluctance and resistance her mind had held over her body. Still, deep in the recesses of her mind, she tried resist.

She felt Jerry pull her head toward his cock and she closed her mouth. His cock pressed against her lips and she resisted, closing her mouth tight. They were raping her pussy; she wasn't going to let them rape her mouth too!

Cheryl heard Leroy laugh as he suddenly slammed his cock hard into her, causing her to cry out both in surprise and a little pain. 

"Aaauugh!" Her mouth flew open and that was all the time Jerry needed to stuff his cock into her open mouth. Cheryl tasted his salty pre-cum as the cock invaded her mouth. She pulled back, trying to fit his cock in her mouth and avoid gagging.

Leroy continued pounding hard. Her pussy was buzzing now and she could no longer resist the feelings. Her ass started to hump up to meet his thrusts as Jerry held the back oh her head and fucked her mouth.

"Mmpphh! Mmmppphh! MMMMMppphhhhh!!!!" She moaned as her body bucked and throbbed as an orgasm washed over her. Still the cock in her pussy was pounding into her. Her hands wrapped instinctively around Jerry's buttocks as she started to suck him with earnest. She moaned hotly around his cock as her tongue slurped circles along his cock head and her cheeks hollowed out, trying to draw his spunk out.

And still Leroy continued fucking into her. Pound, pound, pound went his cock in her. Her pussy was juicing and she could feel it running down her thighs and into her butt crack. She pulled her mouth off Jerry's cock and wrapped her hand tight around the shaft and milked it. Her body was at its height of arousal and her passion was boiling over as she yelled out.

"Oh shit, fuck me harder. Fuck it. Fuck me! Squeeze my tis! Pinch my nipples" She wrapped her lips around Jerry's cock again and sucked hard as she felt Leroy's hands reach up to her breasts. He kneaded her breasts and flicked his fingers across her aching nipples, sending jolts to her pussy. Cherly mewled as she felt her pussy suddenly seize and go into violent spasms. Her eyes bugged out and she tried hard to continue sucking. Her entire body tensed and her muscles contracted as another orgasm, only bigger swept over her.

She had stopped sucking and her mouth was agape around Jerry's cock. She was making gasping noises as she drew in gulp after gulp of air. She felt as if she was floating before she realised where she was and she was still being fucked.

"Gimme some of that now." Jerry said as he pulled his cock out of Cheryl's mouth.

"Sure bro. " Leroy grunted as he pulled out of Cheryl with a slurping sound. "Let the hoe taste some of this chocolate."

Cheryl's body heaved as she panted with exertion. She stole a glance at Andy and saw something completely different in his eyes. They were glassy and bug-eyed. She lowered her gaze and saw his cock sticking out of his boxers. He was turned on by this. He was turned on by the wanton rape of his wife!

Cheryl barely had time to register this when she felt Leroy's wet cock press against her lips. She obediently opened her mouth and swallowed his cock. She could taste the slightly fruity, sourish taste that she knew were her own juices coating his cock. Somehow, it didn't offend her to be tasting her juices for the first time.

Jerry lifted her legs and entered her smoothly. He wasn't as thick as Leroy but about the same length. He wasn't as gentle though and started ramming her hard with his hot meat. Cheryl wrapped her lips tightly around Leroy's cock and sucked hard as Jerry stuffed her pussy. She could feel her whole body tingling. Harder and harder Jerry fucked into her pussy, heightening her passion. She felt the warm, buzzing sensations starting again deep in her pussy and she knew she was going to cum.

"Mmmpphh, mmpphhh, mmpppmhhh." She mewled around Leroy's cock. Jerry had pulled her to the edge of the bed and her legs were bent backward, almost to her ears. Jerry plunged hard and deep into her, ramming all the way in. Cheryl felt her orgasm racing up and suddenly she felt the urge to pee. She pulled herself up on her hands frantically.

"Oh Stop! Stop! I'm gonna pee!" she cried out. "Enoughhhhh gonna peeeee"

Jerry didn't stop fucking her. Rather, he hammered harder and faster into her. Cheryl made a guttural noise as her body started to tremble. Her thighs quivered as she gritted her teeth and let out a low hiss. Her toes curled up and her body convulsed. Her pussy clenched and spasmed and twitched uncontrollably. Jerry felt the tight spasming and quickly pulled out of her.

"Nyeeaagghh… aarrghhhh…uhhhh.hhh hhuuuhh huh!!" She screamed out as her hot cum juice sprayed out of her vagina. There wasn't a great volume but it shot out of her like a blocked tap had been unplugged. "Ohh…awww..oh my…ohhhh" She moaned as her thighs continued to clench and her pussy throbbed and tingled uncontrollably. Cheryl let her legs collapse back on the bed as her body still trembled, trying to come down from that massive orgasm. She could feel the bed, soaking wet under her buttocks.

Jerry walked over to stand beside Leroy. "Looks like the hoe squirted!" exclaimed Leroy. "Don't think her pussy should take more cock now. It might tear."

"U better suck us off then slut!" Jerry remarked as he looked down at the spent form of Cheryl.

Cheryl looked up meekly at the two men and raised her hands toward their cocks.

"Uh uh." Leroy said. "White hoe's gonna get on her knees and suck these cocks!" He proceeded to pinch her nipple and pull it upward, forcing her to jump out of bed to ease the pain in her tits. Her mind was still foggy and she felt as if there was a bright light shining in her head. She quickly knelt before the two men and pulled their cocks into her mouth one at a time. She was sure she looked like a slut. Her torn nightdress still on her body but wide open at the front made her look even sluttier.

"Aint got much time hoe" Leroy said. "You don't suck this good, I'll just hafta stick it in your ass."

Cheryl felt a tremor go through her. Just like earlier, a mixture of terror and lust. Although this time it was more terror. She started to suck with a new found abandon, swirling her tongue around the cocks and pulling them deep into her mouth. 

God, she felt like suck a wanton bitch, kneeling on the floor and voraciously sucking two strange cocks. But they weren't strange somehow, she reasoned. They had filled her pussy and driven her to such depraved heights that she never knew existed. Her hands moved to cup and tickle their balls alternately as she sucked and jerked the two cocks wildly.

Her mouth opened wide to lick and suck both the cocks from the side. Their grunting and their throbbing shafts told her that they were close to cumming. She was amazed that her pussy was still dripping juices down her thighs and she felt tiny tremors shooting through her.

"Yeah, suck it! Suck it bitch!" Jerry cried out. He caught hold of Cheryl's head as his cock started spurting into her mouth. Cheryl wrapped her mouth tightly around Jerry's spitting cock, trying not to let any of the precious white liquid spill out. She swallowed the gooey cum down as she felt Jerry's cock deflating slowly as he pulled out of her.

"Hot damn!" Jerry said. "What a cock-sucker!"

Cheryl turned to Leroy and opened her mouth to take him in. Leroy sidestepped her and pushed her forward. Cheryl gasped and slid her hands forward to balance herself as she fell forward.

"You had your chance hoe. Now I'm gonna have your ass." Leroy grunted. "Your white hoe ass!"

"Oh God! No! Noooo!" Cheryl screamed as she tried to move away from Leroy. She managed to get up halfway and she ran toward Andy's chair. Leroy lunged forward and caught hold of the folds of her flapping nightdress, pulling her backward. She slipped on the floor and fell to her knees, sobbing loudly.

"Looks like she don't like it in the shit hole." Jerry laughed as he sat on the bed, twiddiling his cock and watching.

"The hoe gonna like whatever I give her!" Leroy retorted. "Now stop running about!"

Cheryl was in a panic now as she realised she was going to have to take a cock up her virgin bung hole. She raised her head up and realised she was staring right into Andy's eyes. He stared back at her, his eyes telling her he loved her. But she also saw his eyes hardened with lust. He had always asked her for anal sex and she had refused him. And now she was going to be deflowered right there. In her anus! Right in front of her tied husband!




Violated Cheryl



"Get on your fours and raise that ass!" Leroy commanded as he slapped her ass. He looked up at Andy and realised for the first time how turned on her husband was. He smiled cruelly as he walked up to Andy.

"Promise to keep your mouth shut?" He asked Andy. Andy nodded his head.

"You do anything stupid and your hoe gets it bad." Leroy continued threateningly. Andy shook his head from side to side.

"Not one word!" Leroy threatened again. "Not a single peep out of you! Understand?" Andy nodded his head again.

Leroy reached over and pulled the gag out of Andy's mouth and tossed it on the floor. Andy gasped as he breathed in deeply, his mouth dry.

"I said not a peep!!" Leroy yelled. Andy breathed in silently and nodded his head. Cheryl looked up at him again, fear and pleading in her eyes. She only saw hard lust burning in his eyes. She looked down at the piece of material lying on the floor and realised it was a pair of her panties. The soggy, cum soaked, panties that she had worn this morning. They had used a pair of her soiled panties to gag her husband! 

She didn't have time to think of anything more as Leroy positioned himself behind her and rubbed his palm up and down her juicing pussy. He gathered her juices and rubbed them across the crevice of her bum cheeks and then slipped his juice coated fingers into her ass. Again she was thankful that at least these rapists showed some consideration and didn't just ram into her and tear her apart, leaving her torn and bruised.

"I don't wanna hear you scream hoe." Leroy said as he positioned his cock against her anus. "Stuff your mouth!"

Cheryl leaned forward to take her panties, slightly aghast at the thought of having to taste her own stale pussy juice and urine.

"No, no hoe!" Leroy laughed as he patted her ass cheeks. "Stuff your mouth with your husband's cock!"

Cheryl felt a chill run through her. She was going to suck off her husband while she got her virgin ass raped. She inched forward and gazed up at Andy again. She hardly recognised his lust engorged face, she saw nothing but pure lust flashing in his eyes. She looked at his crotch where his cock was sticking out, harder and longer than she had ever seen it. 

"Remember boy," Leroy threatened again. "Not a sound. Not one tiny sound!"

Cheryl opened her mouth and licked up along Andy's shaft. There was already a huge amount of pre-cum on the head and some had trickled down, coating his shaft. She could taste the salty, sticky pre-cum all over his shaft. She was a little dazed that her rape could have got him excited but at the same time she realised that she had come so many times as well. 

She felt Leroy's thighs around her ass and his cock begin to press against her anal ring. She slipped her lips over Andy's cock and then swallowed it down. She kept her head at a comfortable height where the cock didn't reach the back of her mouth and throat. She tensed her body as she felt pressure at her anus and tears came to her eyes at the thought of her prospective buggering.

"Tensing will only make it more difficult hoe." Leroy said, as a matter of fact.

Cheryl relaxed her body as much as she could and concentrated on the cock in her mouth. She slurped and sucked on it, twirling her tongue all over. One thing she really enjoyed was sucking Andy's cock but the cock prodding the entrance of her ass was distracting her. 

Suddenly she felt her ass ring stretch and a sharp pain. Leroy had only just slipped his cockhead in but the pain was almost unbearable. Hot tears sprung to her eyes as she stuffed her mouth with Andy's cock. She pushed back a little at Leroy's hard cock trying to see how much more there was to go.

Leroy mistook this brazen act as a sign that she was enjoying it. With a grunt he thrust hard into her, spearing his cock halfway into her. Cheryl screamed as the hot meat sliced into her hot, dry channel, the cock in her mouth muffling her scream just a little. Leroy pulled out, causing Cheryl to gasp and then he slammed back into her again. 

Cheryl screamed louder this time. She felt like a hot knife was slicing right through her. Oh God, this was why she had never consented to anal. Oh, she was on fire, her bowels felt like they would burst and her insides burned. Leroy pulled out again and started to slowly fuck into her ass. Cheryl sobbed softly as she tried to suck Andy's cock and distract herself from the boiling pain in her anus.

Leroy was all the way in her now and his strokes were still slow and deep. Cheryl felt the burning turn to a dull ache as her anal passage accustomed itself to the throbbing cock. She sucked harder on Andy's cock now, amazed that her bum chute didn't hurt so much. As she sucked, she noticed that her nipples were getting erect again and the dull ache in her ass had turned to a warm tingle. Oh hell! She thought to herself. She was getting turned on by the ass fucking!

She started mewling around Andy's cock as her hips thrust back at Leroy. She was slowly beginning to enjoy the feeling of a cock in her ass. She wished she could move her hand underneath her to diddle her clit. Her pussy was crying out for attention as the hard, hot cock meat moved above it, only separated by a thin membrane. Her breasts jiggled with each thrust of Leroy's cock.

Suddenly she felt Leroy stop his thrusting and some movement under her. She lifted her mouth off Andy's cock to look down. Jerry had worked his way under her and was lying on the floor.

"This is gonna be difficult dude." She heard Leroy say. 

Cheryl didn't quite understand what he meant. With his cock still buried in her ass, she felt him adjusting himself as Jerry slipped more comfortably under her. He pulled her backward toward him, putting her in almost a seating position. She felt Jerry's hard cock poking at her thigh as Leroy pulled himself out of her with a pop. Jerry grabbed her hips and thrust his own hips upward, sliding his cock into her soaking pussy.

"Ummpphh!" Cheryl moaned as her pussy got what it was craving for. Jerry thrust deeply a few times as he sucked on Cheryl's nipples. Then he stopped. Cheryl felt a pressure again on her ass and she finally understood!

Oh shit! They were going to sandwich her!

Jerry pulled out of her a little and she felt Leroy's cock forcing its way into her hot, dry anus. It went in much easier this time and immediately her pussy felt so stuffed! Both her holes were filled with thick cock and she was completely stuffed.

Leroy and Jerry started to fuck her with earnest now, each cock thrusting in as the other withdrew. It was as if these guys had done this before, they moved in such rhythm and harmony. Cheryl had never felt anything so hot in all her life. 

"Yes, Yes, yes," She cried out. "That's it! Fuck me you bastards. Oh yesssss" "Fuck my ass, fuck my cunt. Oh shit Oh yes!"

Her body shook and trembled as she orgasmed. As soon as she came down from the first one, another orgasm shook through her body, raising the intensity of her passion.

"Nyeeahh…arrghhhh Fuckkkkkk" she cried. Her whole body seemed to be trembling with passion and she felt like her skin was on fire.

"Please, please. I cant take it. Cum. Cum….Please." She tried to clench her pussy muscles and her anal muscles at the same time, in an attempt to milk the two cocks. Her clenching only intensified her own feelings and she hissed as another wave washed over her.

Cheryl was on a constant high. It was as if she was a fuck machine. Suddenly she felt Leroy stop thrusting and reach over to grab Andy's chair. He pulled it toward them and to the side.

"Suck your husband hoe." Leroy snickered. "Fill all your hoe holes!"

Cherly turned her head to see Andy's cock throbbing hotly. She leaned over and sucked it into her mouth. The angle was a little uncomfortable but Jerry and Leroy adjusted themselves, and her with it so she could swallow Andy's cock with more ease.

Lery started his hammering into her anal passage again. Jerry kept up a firm, steady rhythm and she felt her inside turning to molten lava. Her senses were playing havoc with her. Her eyesight was cloudy but her hearing was super sharp. She could hear the squishing from her highly aroused pussy followed by the hard slapping of Leroy's groin on her buttocks. Her own moans intermingled with the sounds making an orgiastic symphony.

Squish, Slap, Unnh, Squish, Slap, Ooooh, Squish, Slap, Mummpphh.

Her body started to tense again and her pussy clenched. She sucked Andy's cock like it was the last cock she would ever suck.

"Mummphh…Unnnhh…Ooohhhh!!!!" she slurped on his cock. She felt it tense under her lips and then it erupted hotly in her mouth. She swallowed hotly as she continued to slide her mouth up and down his cock. Some white cum leaked out and she licked up whatever she could. Just then she fel Leroy tense and her bowels were filled with hot, thick cum. Jerry continued thrusting hard into her and then grunted loudly as his cum too churned from his balls and splattered hotly into her waiting pussy.

She lifted her mouth of Andy'c cock and screamed loudly as the hot spunk seared both her holes, triggering her to another mind blowing orgasm.

"Arrrggh….Fuckkkkkkkkk!!! Unnnhhhhh…Ohhhhhhhhh!!" She screamed as her body convulsed and twitched uncontrollably. She collapsed her head on the floor as she felt the two cocks slowly slide out of her. Her thighs were soaked with her own fluids and she felt Jerry's cum starting to leak out of her. The muscles of her ass hole started to tighten, trapping Leroy's cum inside of her. The liquid was still hot inside her ass, causing another shudder to shoot through her.

"Oh god, Oh god." Cheryl moaned as she covered her face with her hands and started to cry. "Get out, please get out."

"That wasn't so bad now was it hoe?" Leroy sniggered. "Matter of fact, I think you enjoyed it!"

"Get Out!" Cheryl screamed, still sobbing into her hands. Her body was still trembling in the aftermath of orgasm. Cheryl knew she was crying both in shame for having cum so much during the rape as well as the realisation that indeed she had been raped and that it was finally over. 

She heard a rustling behind her and then there was silence.

"They're gone!" Andy cried out. "Get up and untie me." Cheryl looked up at Andy meekly and got off the floor. She untied Andy and then he held her.

"Oh God honey!" Andy sighed. "I'm so sorry."

"I-it wasn't your fault" She cried into his shoulder, holding on to him tightly. "You were tied up, there was nothing you could do." They held each other quietly for awhile.

"You were amazing." Andy said quietly after a long silence.

Cheryl wasn't sure what he meant. Did he mean she had shown strength in dealing with the situation or did he mean she had been an amazing sight to watch?

"Well, it sure got you hard!" Cheryl said coldly.

"Don't play the 'innocent' with me now!" Andy retorted back angrily. "Look at the mess on the floor! And look at you! You cant deny you enjoyed this. I watched you cum so many times. So many times and so hard as well! You're all covered in cum too. Everyone's cum!" 

Andy's harsh words hit Cheryl hard. She started to cry again. But it was true. She may have been raped but she had never cum so many times or so hard in her whole life. Her body shook as the tears rolled down her face.

"Look, I'm sorry. Lets call the police." Andy said. Cheryl nodded weakly at him.

"Let me clean myself up." She said softly. "And also the whole room. No ones going to believe it was rape when they see all my juices around….."

Andy nodded ruefully and dialled 911………

The End.



Violated Family



Mike and Veronica Davidson had now been married for twenty-five years. They initially decided not to have an elaborate celebration but their sons, Peter and Stephen and their daughters, Eileen and Ann, insisted that they should. A compromise was reached when they all agreed to a family meal at Peter's house. He was the eldest and besides his house was large enough for the gathering.

Mike Davidson was fifty-two. He worked as a teacher at the local secondary school in Rumstone in Surrey, England. His wife, Veronica, was forty-nine and taught part time in the primary school that was opposite.

Despite her years Veronica had taken very good care of herself. Her tall frame sported large breasts and well toned waist as well as long smooth legs. She exercised regularly and she played squash once a week with her neighbour and friend, Janice Edwards.

As the years rolled on for Mike, he appreciated his wife's appearance all the more. His jogging with Tom Edwards, Janice's husband kept him in reasonable shape too.

Peter, who was twenty-four, was an accountant and married to Joyce who was twenty-two and was a housewife. They had been married a year and had no children. Joyce was tall with a slim figure and medium breasts. 

Stephen was twenty-three and like his parents, he was a teacher. He worked at the comprehensive school in Daneswold, just five miles away. He was married to Clare, an attractive twenty-two year brunette who worked in the library in the same town. They had been married for eight months and also had no children.

Eileen was twenty-one and just completing her final year at teacher training college. She wasn't married but was living with her boyfriend Tony, much to her parents' disproval.

At eighteen, Ann was the baby of the family. She worked as a secretary in an architect's office in the town. She too was unmarried but was in an on-off relationship with her boyfriend, Paul.

All eight were determined to make it a night to remember for their parents ands. None of them would ever imagine that the events that would unfold around the celebrations would have consequences that would change all their lives forever.



Peter's house was a large three storey building set in the background of the beautiful Surrey countryside. It was really too big for him but he loved the countryside. The hills were ideal for walking. He had inherited from his father's sister, Julia, upon the stipulation that he would live there for at least ten years and after that time he could sell it if he wished.

Now it was the depths of winter and snow was threatening. It was a relief to Peter and Joyce then when all the guests arrived. Ann and her boyfriend Paul were the last to arrive just as the first snow flurries were floating down. 

Joyce had prepared bedrooms for all four couples. Eileen and Anne also had their own bedroom with their boyfriends despite Veronica's objections. As far as Joyce was concerned her mother's strict Church of England morals had no authority here. It wasn't that Joyce disliked her mother-in-law, on the contrary, they got on quite well but Joyce made sure where the line was drawn and reluctantly Veronica accepted it. 

By the time the first course was served the snow was already falling heavily. Glancing out of the window, Peter said, "Well, nobody's going anywhere tonight," as he observed the blizzard like conditions that rapidly developed. 

They went on with the meal. Joyce and her sisters served out the food and drink.                   



As the night wore on and all were merry, no one realised that a group of some twelve men had stolen through the snow covered yard and entered the house by expertly forcing the back door almost noiselessly. The twelve hooded men made their way from the back and guided by the chatter, they burst in on the celebrations. The female screams of shock were followed by a protesting voice from Peter as he rose to his feet.

"How dare you? Get out of my house this instant. There's no money here."

One of the hooded men walked over to him and struck his middle with the butt of a rifle making him keel over in pain.

"Peter," screamed Joyce as she ran to her stricken husband.

"That was very stupid," said the hooded man. He was clearly the leader.

"What do you want?" asked Mike, anxiously.

The hooded leader spoke again. "Well that's a very good question, Mr Davidson."

"You know who I am?"

"We know who you all are," responded the leader in a matter of fact tone.

"You didn't answer my husband's question," said Veronica with anger.

The hooded leader went to Veronica. "Well, you're a brave one. Aren't you?" and he squeezed her breasts through her silk red dress.

Veronica lashed out and slapped him across his face. All the leader did was laugh.

"Take your hands off my wife," yelled Mike. The others pointed their guns and he was stopped in his tracks. The hooded leader spoke. "Ok everybody, let's not get excited. The person who hired us is owed quite a large sum of money. Any comment, Peter?"

Peter was silent for a second. "I told Blake he'll have his money soon," he said eventually, with a certain desperation in his voice.

"Peter, what's he talking about?" asked Joyce.

"You mean your dear husband didn't tell you? He owes Martin Blake a half a million pounds and he needs to be assured he gets his money back."

Martin Blake was a self styled business man who charged exorbitant rates of interest.

"Half a million?" cried Mike. "How did you get in so deep?" he asked his son.

"Bad investments," responded Peter.

"You knew about this and you didn't tell me?" cried Veronica.

"I didn't want to worry you." replied Mike. He turned to the leader. "Tell Blake I can raise the money. I just need some time."

"I'm glad to hear it. Mr Blake will be pleased," responded the hooded leader. "However, we came here to teach you all a lesson that you won't forget in a hurry."

"Lesson?" asked Mike uneasily.

"You women, get over to my left."

All five reluctantly obeyed and stood together in a group.

"Ok you guys, listen up. Refusal is not an option. Do as you're told and everything will be fine. If not, the girls get it. Got that?"

There was no answer from the men.

"Now get your clothes off."

It was too much for Tony, Eileen's boyfriend, who, up to now had remained silent. "You sick bastard. If you think I'm..." He didn't get to finish the sentence as he was punched hard by one of the others. A shot rang out and the hooded leader's gun was pointed to the ceiling. "I'm not a patient man. Now get your clothes off, or else."

The men reluctantly undressed as their wives, girlfriends and daughters were forced to watch at gunpoint. Humiliated, the men blushed as they tried to hide their exposed privates.

The leader turned to Veronica. "Ok sweetheart. Follow me." He turned to the gang members. "You know what to do."

Fear and dread descended among the prisoners as they wondered what he just meant.

Veronica did as she was told reluctantly, as she followed him upstairs. Mike was about to protest until a gun was pointed at him.

The leader sat on a chair and admired Veronica's mature beauty as she stood in her green one piece dress. Her magnificent curves were highlighted by the dress and the low cut exposed the upper portions.

Veronica began to plead. "Please, you heard my husband. He'll..." She was silenced by a gesture of his hand.

"Just do as you're told and your family will be safe. It's up to you. Got that?"

Veronica lowered her head and nodded.

"Take off your clothes."

Unwillingly, Veronica put her hands behind her back and slowly eased the zipper down. It was a slow and almost teasing movement, although that's not what Veronica intended. She somehow thought or hoped that her admirer would order her to stop. There was no reprieve and Veronica allowed the dress fall to the ground exposing her full black slip. She didn't know it but Veronica's slow undressing turned on her unwanted audience and his dick strained in his pants. After removing her slip, Veronica put her hands behind her back to unclasp her low cut black lace bra.

"Turn around," said the man.

Veronica did so and it was clear to her that he wished to see the unclasping. When she slipped the bra straps from her shoulders she held her bra with her hands and swung around and then, withdrawing her hands, allowed it to fall to the ground, revealing her huge breasts. The nipples hardened upon contact with the air.

Veronica instinctively covered her breasts.

"Ah, ah. Put your hands down by your sides.

Veronica did so with tears in her eyes. To her surprise the man suddenly walked over to her and kneeling in front of her, he placed his hands at the sides of her black tights and knickers and pulled them down in one felled swoop, exposing her neat pussy bush.

"Wonderful," he muttered admiringly and without another word drilled his tongue through her bush, passed her lips and began to rhythmically lash the mature women's clit.

Veronica was astonished at his firm but gentle strokes. She resisted for as long as she could but finally exclaimed a moan of relief. "Oh my God," she cried and she placed her hands on his shoulders to steady herself and also guide his expert movement. Slowly she could feel her juices gather and her breathing began to deepen. Then to her desperate disappointment, he withdraw and proceeded to lick her trim waist and made his way to her breasts. He licked and sucked each nipple alternately and it excited Veronica. "Oh fuck," she exclaimed as this younger man aroused her. Her own reaction surprised her. She never used the sort of language she had just used but then she had never been sexually satisfied like this by Mike. It was wonderful. Disappointment however set in again as it stopped as suddenly as it started and there was a slight knock at the door.

"Sorry sweetie, maybe later, but right now you've got work to do. Remember what I said, sweetheart. Obey and everything will be well."

He went to the door and opened it. "In you come, gentlemen," he said with sarcasm. Veronica's sons, Peter and Stephen as well as her daughters' boyfriends, Tony and Paul stood before her also naked. Each desperately tried their exposed manhood. Veronica closed her eyes in shame. The men were accompanied by at least four armed men. She felt hands on her bare shoulders and she was forced to her knees in front of her sons. "Ok dear, start sucking their cocks."

Veronica looked up as if to say something and the others moved too, only to be silenced as guns were poked at their backs. Veronica resigned herself to the inevitable as she took Peter's huge organ. She engulfed it with her mouth and slowly began to pump. Her pace picked up with each stroked and she gradually developed a mutually satisfying rhythm. At the same time her hands were forced to take Paul and Tony's cocks and hand fuck them. The leader signalled to Stephen and he was forced to stand behind his mother. The man whispered something in his ear and Stephen looked at him with shock. The sight of the man's gun told him resistance would be futile and perhaps fatal to all. Like his mother, Stephen accepted his fate as he gently inserted his huge cock inside her arse. As the time passed his speed picked up and he began to get aroused by his pounding of his own mother.

Veronica too was consumed with lust. "Mmm" was all she could utter as she continued to suck hard on her eldest son's cock. Finally, Peter's cum exploded in her mouth and she tried to pull away. However her head was arched back by one of the men and she was forced to swallow it all.

Peter was pulled away and Veronica was forced to start sucking Tony's cock. It wasn't long before he orgasmed and this time Veronica swallowed every drop. At the same time her arse burned as Stephen finally erupted. There was no relief for Veronica as Stephen who had recovered, was forced to replace his brother and it all started again. The situation repeated itself over and over until Veronica had sucked all four men and all four had in turn, plundered her arse.

"Well done boys. You did your mother and mother proud," said the leader sarcastically. The others laughed as they led Peter, Stephen, Tony and Paul downstairs. Veronica fell on her side exhausted.

"You're right baby. It's time for bed, eh?" and he lifted her up and eased her onto the bed.

Veronica closed her eyes hoping for sleep. She didn't see the leader strip rapidly. She started to panic as he mounted her. He stifled her scream as he held his hand to her mouth. "Remember what I said, Sweetheart?"

Veronica sighed and then nodded.

The man resumed licking her mature pussy. As before, his gentle probing excited her and she totally surrendered. He moved up her middle to her breasts and he began to suck and lick them. Veronica wasn't disappointed and she began to moan with the excitement, urging him on. "Oh my God," she repeated.

This time Veronica felt his huge dick enter her pussy and began to pound her. The pace, initially slow, built up with each motion. Gradually, Veronica's body reacted and they both eventually settled into a satisfying rhythm. She became so consumed in her lust that she gripped the man's bare hips as if guiding him. Their breathing became deeper and deeper and they perspired heavily. Veronica could feel her love juices build and she could tell that the man was close too. Both tried to last as long as possible to enjoy this wonderful feeling. As they finally orgasmed together, they both sighed with relief and joy. For Veronica, it was the biggest orgasm she had ever had. Breathless and exhausted, she fell asleep, unaware that this was only the beginning.



Violated Family Ch. 02



Just moments after Veronica and her sons were led upstairs another member of the hooded gang spoke up. "Ok, you three are next." He pointed to Mike and his daughters, Joyce and Clare. "Upstairs," he yelled.

"Look, I told you I'll get the money..." Mike was cut short as the barrel of a gun pressed against his chin.

"Just do as you're told," said the man.

A nude Mike and his still fully clothed daughters were herded upstairs and into another bedroom.

"Get on the bed, Davidson."

Mike obeyed.

"Now, you two, undress each other."

A horrified Joyce yelled out. "Go to hell, you bastard."

One of the hooded men grabbed her mouth and squeezed. "Allow me to quote from a famous TV series. 'Don't make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.' That's me sweetheart. I'd advise you not to cross me. You will regret it." Something in his voice convinced them he meant what he said and sent a shiver down both their spines.

In the meantime Mike had attempted to help only to be prevented from doing so when a gun was pointed at his middle.

Joyce began to cry as Clare held her. "Please Joyce, just pretend there's nobody watching," sobbed Clare as she helped her up. Joyce nodded.

Both young women faced each other and slowly began strip garment by garment. Clare was wearing a lemon blouse and blue jeans. Clare's blouse was white with a contrasting black knee length skirt and black boots that left the tiniest gap that displayed her knees.

Clare began to unbutton Joyce's blouse. Joyce followed her sister's example. Both women tried to suppress from their minds the thought that they were being observed. When they opened the last button they gently eased the garments from each others shoulders and dropped them to the floor, exposing their low cut bras. Clare wore black and Joyce wore red.

Mike, tried to turn away but his head was turned back in their direction and he was forced to watch. Up to now he hadn't seen his daughters as sex objects but sight before him of two beautiful women undressing was giving him a hard on and he strived to cover it up. It was a fantasy being fulfilled. It was almost as if his captors were reading his mind because he never reveal such a fantasy to anyone.

Meanwhile, Clare knelt as she unbuttoned Joyce's jeans. When they were opened she gently slid them down and her long smooth legs came into view. Her red thong was also exposed. Resigning herself to the fact that resistance was not only futile but perhaps deadly, Joyce, after slipping off her shoes, stepped out of her jeans.

When Clare stood up Joyce put her hands behind her back and slowly pulled the zipper of her skirt allowing the garment to drop to the floor, revealing her black half slip which she gently pulled down and her black thong encased in black tights was revealed. When Joyce unzipped the boots, Clare stepped out of them. Once again both young women stood before each other and almost in a symmetrical movement, placed their arms around each other and unhooked each other's bra, the removal of which, displayed wonderful medium breasts that almost touched. For several milliseconds, they froze, staring at each other. Clare was the first to move as she placed her hands on her sister's hips and pushed her thong down revealing her trimmed pussy. Joyce followed suit and removing Clare's tights and thong allowed her totally shaven pussy to be exposed. They huddled together in an effort to protect each other.

Clare was pushed onto the bed beside Mike. "Ok Davidson. Start fucking her. You know you want to. Your dick was huge and hard as you watched them strip."

Mike blushed and his tormentors laughed.

"You sick bastards. He's my father. He won't do it and I won't submit," screamed Clare.

"No?" said the hooded individual in a menacing tone as he raised his had to strike her.

"No please don't," cried Mike. "Clare please, there's nothing we can do. Look."

Clare looked to where her father was pointing and could see the men pointing guns at them all. She began to cry, knowing she had no choice.

"Please Clare. Just remember it's for Stephen as well as the rest of us," said Mike as he tried to comfort her.

"Get a move on," yelled their hooded protagonist impatiently.

Mike eased Clare unto her back and gently mounting her, began to kiss her. Joyce could do nothing but look on.

"Don't fret sweetheart. There's plenty of action for you to come," said one of the men and they all laughed in chorus.

Meanwhile Mike had made his way to Clare's breasts. His alternate licking and sucking as well as the tingling sensation as his tongue moved through the valley between them brought sighs of satisfaction from Clare. After a little tongue play on her pussy lips Mike gently inserted his huge hard cock through them deep into her vagina and began to pump. As his pace picked up her body began to react. For each of Mike's strokes, Clare body movement matched them. Soon she became so consumed in her lust that she didn't care that it was her father and not her husband that was fucking her hard, just as she liked. Their breathing became deeper and deeper and Clare lost all sense of reality as she yelled out in ecstatic joy. "Oh come on. Fuck me, fuck me."

As if reacting to Clare's encouragement, Mike's pounding became evermore intense. At last she could feel her juices gather. Mike too was close. They orgasmed together and expelled huge burst of air as they sighed with both relief and ecstatic joy. 

Mike rested on his back, breathless and exhausted and Clare was grateful for the respite. However it was only temporary as Mike was dragged from the bed and Joyce was pushed unto the bed in his stead.

"Well baby. I promised you some action. Your sister's pussy needs to be cleaned. Start licking." The men laughed again.

Joyce and Clare looked at each other. Clare nodded encouragingly.

Joyce went down between Clare's legs and gently began to probe her sister's cum soaked pussy with her tongue. She made her way through Clare's pussy lips and the consequent lashing of her clit brought on a moan from her sister-in-law. Despite the fact she had just been fucked by her father-in-law Clare could feel love juices slowly gather again. However this was halted as Joyce was suddenly pulled away. 

"Sorry baby, but I think we should make it mutual."

Joyce didn't have to have to be told twice as she moved around and she presented her pussy to her sister. Both women began to lick simultaneously as the sixty-nine developed shape. They mirrored each other's movement. This experience was nothing new to these women as they each had had lesbian lovers in college. What was new was they were forced to fuck each other. Both became overwhelmed with their lust for each other. They could feel their juices gather and both did their best to prolong this ecstatic pleasure. However they both crumbled as they orgasmed together. Both Clare and Joyce collapsed facing each other and sighed deeply, expressing their mutual pleasure. They were brought back to earth when one of the men spoke. "Wow ladies. That was fantastic. You've made us all horny."

Joyce was pulled off Clare and led out of the room by the others and Mike was led downstairs to join his sons in the living room. The remaining hooded man stripped rapidly and descended onto the bed. He mounted his naked prey and began to kiss her passionately. He moved forward and began to rub his huge cock between her breasts. It only lasted for as few moments because he moved back down and inserted it deep inside Clare's pussy and began to pound hard. Once again Clare's body reacted positively. The hard pounding excited her and she wanted more. Perspiration flowed from Clare as her body heat rose as this wonderful pounding continued. It was almost with her last breath she cried out "Oh yes, yes," as she orgasmed again. This time however she collapsed from sheer exhaustion and fell rapidly asleep.

***

After they had been forced to fuck their mother, Peter and Stephen were led into another bedroom that contained two beds. After a few moments they were joined by their sisters, Eileen and Ann.

"Ladies your brothers need to fuck you. Get your clothes off." The others gang members sniggered.

The siblings started to protest until they were silenced by the appearance of guns. By now they were all resigned to the fact that refusal was not an option.

Eileen, who wore a heavy white woollen jumper, blue jeans and brown knee high boots began to undress first. The thought of undressing in front of these men was bad enough but in front of her naked brothers was more embarrassing for Eileen and there was nothing she could do about it. Removal of her jumper revealed her low cut black lace bra that complemented her wonderful breasts. She slipped her boots off and, after some hesitation, eased her jeans down and stepped out of them putting her long smooth legs on display as well as her skimpy black thong. When she had removed both her bra and thong she instinctively covered herself with her hands but was ordered to put her hands down by her side. 

Peter turned away when he saw the beautiful nakedness of his sister and he tried to cover his hard on. One of the gang made him look and they all laughed.

"You are a horny devil, aren't you said one of them. The gang laughed in chorus and Peter blushed in humiliation.

"Over here," one of the gang ordered Eileen and she was forced to bend over on a chair.

"It's your lucky day bro. Now start fucking her arse. She looks like she could do with it."

The gang laughed in unison. 

Peter stared at the men and for a second thought of refusing but thought twice about it. He realised now there was no point.

"I'm sorry sis," he said as he gently but firmly inserted his hard rod and slowly began to plunder her arse.

Eileen gave a slight nod as if accepting the apology.

Following her sister's example, Anne undressed also. Her green dress and plain underwear were soon heaped on the floor and she too had her arse fucked by Stephen. Despite the fact that they were being fucked by their siblings the women started to groan with a certain pleasure. This was also true of Peter and Stephen. Then, in order not to let the men cum, they were pulled away from their sisters. A feeling disappointment came upon them all. The girls were turned around. Eileen was facing Stephen now and Anne was facing Peter.

"Ok girls. Start sucking their cocks."

Broken, the women simply obeyed and began to suck. Once again though they were forced apart to prevent the men from cumming.

"Don't worry boys. The best is yet to 'cum'" jeered one of their tormentors in mocking encouragement to Peter and Stephen. Once again the gang laughed. They ordered the women to lie on the separate beds.

"Ok boys. It's time to give your sisters one good fuck and remember there's a lot 'riding' on it." Again there was a roar of laughter.

Peter, bowing to the inevitable, gently mounted Anne while Stephen mounted Eileen. Both brothers began to slowly pump their sisters. It wasn't long before all four orgasmed together.

"Ok, you guys. Downstairs," said the apparent leader and Stephen and Peter were led out of the room.

Both Eileen and Anne moved to get up thinking they were finished but they were both pushed onto the two beds and two of the group stripped rapidly. Once again the girls simply submitted to their fate as both men began to plunge deep inside them both. Despite the fact that she had only been recently fucked Eileen could feel the excitement inside her build. Eventually both she and the man developed a mutual rhythm and when they did orgasm Eileen was shocked at how much she enjoyed it. Sheer exhaustion overwhelmed her as she fell into a deep slumber unaware that her sister had had a similar satisfying if unwanted experience. She too, fell rapidly asleep.

To be concluded. 



Violated Family Ch. 03



Veronica was roughly woken from slumber, confused and wondering had what had occurred to her been a nightmare. She had been forced to have sex with her two sons as well as one of her captors. It wasn't long before she realised it wasn't a dream as she recognised her tormentor.

"Up you get sweetie. You need a shower," he grinned.

Without argument Veronica simply obeyed and headed, naked, to the en suite shower, oblivious to the fact that Tony and Paul, Eileen and Anne's respective boyfriends, were waiting just outside. 

Veronica shuddered a little as the hot steamy jets of water struck her body. Eventually her body adjusted to the warmth and she began to scrub hard. She simply wished that that she could scrub away the defilement of her body just as easily as the soap cleaned her on the outside. Her thoughts were broken when her hooded watcher called out, "Ok lady. That's enough," and he handed her a large bath towel to dry herself. She was led back to the bedroom and ordered to lie back on the bed. Just a moment later the door to the room opened and a naked Tony walked in with a hooded person behind him. Veronica scrambled to cover her nakedness. "What's he doing here?" she screamed.

"He's going to fuck you," came the reply.

"No, please," she begged.

"Please, Mrs Davidson. They've threatened to harm Eileen," said Tony.

"I'd listen to him doll. If you don't comply your daughters will be in jeopardy," said her captor.

A chill of fear overwhelmed Veronica at his words and she simply resigned herself to her fate as the young man mounted her. To her shame Veronica felt a twinge of excitement as the warm athletic body pressed against hers. She was amazed too at the gentleness that Tony showed as he inserted his huge cock deep inside her and began to pound. At first the pace was slow building with each stroke. Veronica's body began to react and moved to develop a mutually satisfying rhythm. As the stroking continued their breathing became deeper and deeper.

"Oh fuck," cried out Veronica as she could feel her juices gather. Tony too, cried out as he came closer to orgasm. Their body heat made them perspire. Finally as the explosion of cum and juice signalled orgasm they both sighed with relief and sexual satisfaction. 

Tony was pulled away and after a brief respite for Veronica it started all over again. This time however, Paul, Anne's boyfriend, was forced to fuck her. When Paul mounted Veronica she made no sign of resistance. Like Tony before him the touch of Paul's athletic body excited her. Veronica simply hoped she didn't show it. Paul kissed her passionately on her lips. The tingling sensation on her neck as he began to nibble and suck made her tremble. She struggled to subdue moan after moan. The struggle became harder as he worked down to her shoulder and finally to her naked firm breasts. As his mouth engulfed her breast and his tongue began to lick her nipple Veronica's resistance to moaning began to crumble. At first there was a slight moan, more like a grunt. As his tongue made its way down the valley between her breasts the moaning became more obvious. As Paul copied the same action of sucking and nibble on her left breast Veronica could take it no more as she cried out, "Oh Paul, don't stop. Please don't stop."

It was a strange utterance from a woman who both detested and despised her daughters' boyfriends. The truth for Veronica Davidson however was even more stranger than fiction. The truth was that she had often desired that Mike would simply take her and ravish her aching breasts just as Paul was doing now. Indeed with her eyes closed she imagined Paul was younger version of Mike and that he was making up for lost years. "Uuugh," she sighed with delight, no longer caring whether or not anyone heard. Her excitement grew as she felt Paul's tongue travelling down her firm waist. It reached fever pitch when he reached her bush and separating her pussy lips began to lash her click with the utmost vigour.

"Oh my God," she cried out, repeating herself several times. 

There was a slight pause and for Veronica an almost anticlimactic feeling gave way to joy as Paul's huge hardened cock gently entered her and began to explore. Initially as Paul pumped away Veronica could feel nothing. As his speed accelerated though she could feel her lust and excitement starting to build more and more with each stroke. 

As she felt her love juices beginning to gather Veronica could no longer control herself as she gripped the young man's bare hips as if steering him and cried out in a loud voice, "Come on you bastard. Call yourself a man? Come on."

Paul was astonished to hear such language from this prim and proper mature woman. Nonetheless her words acted as a spur to him as his pumping entered its final stages and both he and Veronica breathe deeper and deeper. They also perspired heavily. At last, as Veronica's juices and Paul's cum collided, Veronica turned away. "Oh fuck," she sighed in a low breathless voice. Paul simply collapsed beside her and sighed. He too, was breathless and spent.

After a few moments Paul was pulled from the bed and Veronica was given a glass with what looked like water to drink. 

"Here you are baby. It'll help you sleep."

Just seconds after she was forced to drink the liquid everything went black.

***

Bright sunshine beamed through the curtains as Eileen and Anne began to wake up. It was a shock to both of them when they realised they had been lying on the bed naked and huddled up together. It was at that same moment the door to the bedroom was opened and two hooded men entered the room. "Good, you're awake. That was good timing," said one of them. "Bring him in," and Mike appeared in all his glory being pushed by a third member of the gang. 

Mike's daughters huddled together in a vain effort to hide their nakedness. Eileen tried to plead with the men, "Please, we've done what you want..."

"Not by a long shot, lady. You've still got a long way to go yet," cut in one of them. "Now lie on your backs. Ok daddy. Who are you going to fuck first?" The others sniggered.

"But they're my daughters..." Mike was silenced by a gun to his head and the girls cried out in unison ,"Oh God."

Mike knew he had no choice. The girls also accepted this as Anne allowed her father to mount her and insert his cock inside her. Eileen was on the other side of the bed as her father ploughed deep inside her unfortunate sister. As she rested there she felt a little relief that her father hadn't chosen her. The relief was only temporary because one of the gang whispered something in her ear and she became anxious.

In the meantime Mike and Anne were locked in a battle of lust as their breathing and moaning became ever deeper. Finally they exhaled a final gust of air as they orgasmed together and Mike fell breathlessly between both women. 

"Well it looks like we'll have to give your daddy a rest, little girl, but your sister's pussy needs to be cleaned. Get to work with that tongue." There was some laughter from the others and Eileen looked at them in horror. However, accepting inevitable defeat, she positioned herself between her sister's long smooth legs and began to lick Anne's cum soaked pussy. Despite the fact she had just orgasmed with her father, Anne could feel arousal starting to develop. Like her sisters she had some experience with girls at college but she never for one moment even thought of it with her own sister. When she did orgasm it was smaller than the one with her father but it still left her breathless.

"Well daddy should be rested by now. Ok pops, get to work. Start fucking her." 

Eileen simply rolled over without argument and allowed her father to mount and plunder her pussy with his cock. When she orgasmed Anne was forced to copy her sister's actions and clean Eileen with her tongue. After a few moments respite the young women were pulled from the bed and dragged from the room.

***

Veronica woke up to the sensation of her breasts being squeezed. When she looked there was another of the hooded gang on her waist rubbing his hard cock between her naked breasts. She could see from the window it was already dark. His panting told her he was close to orgasm. She also became aware that her pussy was being attacked by another cock. When the eruption between her breasts occurred the hooded man rubbed the cum all over her melons. There was a simultaneous burning in her pussy as the other man orgasmed.

A few moments went by and then the door to the bedroom opened. Veronica's daughter's Eileen and Anne as well as her daughters, Joyce and Clare, were paraded in. All were naked and tired from their recent sexual encounters but there was to be no respite.

"Ok. You all know the drill. Do as you're told and there'll be no harm to anyone."

The women waited and wondered what was their next humiliation.

"You two," the hooded man pointed to Joyce and Clare. "Your mother's tits are dirty. Lick them clean."

Without a whimper, the young women obeyed and they positioned themselves to lick one breast each.

"You," the hooded man pointed to Eileen. "Your mother's pussy needs to be cleaned. Get down and lick it." Like her sisters, Eileen simply obeyed. She knelt and moving her mother's long smooth legs began to lick and then tongue lash the older woman's clit. Anne was ordered to mouth her mother in order to allow her to eat her young pussy. Soon all the women began absorbed in a crazed lesbian frenzy, unaware they were being photographed and filmed. When they finally orgasmed they all gave sighs of mutual satisfaction and rested breathlessly beside each other on the bed. 

***

Their respite was short lived however as all five women dragged from the room and led downstairs to the living room. They were shocked to see Mike and the others tied to chairs, nude and gagged.

Veronica and the women were forced to their knees. Three of the hooded men stood in front of Veronica. One forced her to take his huge cock into her mouth and suck it. She was forced to hand fuck the other two. Her son Stephen was released and he in turn was forced to fuck her arse. Anne, Eileen and Joyce faced the same ordeal. In their cases, Tony, Paul and Peter plundered the respective arses. Clare was an exception in that she was fucked by three hooded men. The pumping and moaning went on for a long time. Soon all were consumed in their lust. It didn't matter whether they were being fucked by brother or sister, father or mother, brother or sister-in-law or son-in-law or daughter-in-law the crazed orgy built to one climactic end. They all orgasmed almost all at once releasing huge sighs of sexual relief and gratification.

After several moments the men were once again tied to their chairs and the women were forced onto the floor lying on their sides in a circle and ordered to lick each other's pussies. The bound men screamed through their gags as they witnessed the women pleasuring each other. The obvious leader of the gang spoke to Peter. "Well boys, you've got some fine women here. Remember what I said Davidson. You've got one week to get the money or next time it won't be so pleasurable."

The others laughed. The gang waited as they observed the women. 

The gang left through the front door and into a large four wheel drive. It had stopped snowing but it still lay deep on the ground.

In the house Mike and the others screamed at the women through their gags to release them but the women had reached the point of no return as all their juices began to gather. When they finally orgasmed they simply fell on the floor gasping for breath.

Veronica was the first to move and released her husband. The others followed suit.

"We've got to call the police," said an angry Mike.

"Are you crazy?" responded Peter. "We'll have to tell them what happened here."

"We can't just stand here and let them get away with it," said Mike.

"Well I suggest we all get dressed first and decide what to do later," said Stephen.

Well they were dressed and calmed down the unanimously decided to remain silent. Besides, their mobile phones were gone and the landline was cut. The nearest house was Ned Fleming's farmhouse which was more than three miles away. That was bad enough on dry days but the snow meant several hours hard trekking.

***

It was two weeks later and Tony Bradley, Eileen's boyfriend was sitting in a pub in York with Paul Crooke, Anne's boyfriend. Another man came in and sat down beside them. Tony shook his hand and Paul handed over an envelope with a large sum of money inside. 

Tony spoke. "Well Jack, you were right. The women were delectable. Especially their snobby mother."

They all laughed.

"It was well worth the price," said Paul.

"It was my pleasure," responded Jack. "Oh by the way, here's a little bonus." He handed them each an envelope with a DVD and explicit photos of the women in various acts.

"I wonder do they suspect anything?" asked Jack.

"Not a bit," replied Tony. "As far as they're concerned it's all down to Martin Blake and they're not going to say anything to him."

They all laughed heartily.

"How did you know about Davidson's debt?" Asked Paul.

"Oh that was easy. Blake's girlfriend is my sister."

Once again they laughed in unison.

Jack got up. "My round, boys. What will you have?"



Violated: kimberlee Submits Again



© JeanPaul 2002. Remember – adhere to 'safe, sane and consensual' practices. Play safe!

she was back again. Like a moth to a flame, she couldn't stay away. kimberlee was drawn to Candice and Mikolas. Thoughts of Them consumed her, and when she was away from Them, she spent more and more time on the internet, sharing with Them her deepest, darkest desires. 

As she approached the house, she thought of the care They took to ensure her safety. The 'silent alarm' that They insisted she use, which was an envelope on her dining room table with Their r/l names, address and telephone number. And Their insistence on her repeating her safe words over and over until They were certain she had committed them to memory. The safewords that allowed Them to use her totally, secure in the knowledge that if They went too far she had an escape.

she opened the door and stepped inside. she had now been trained to proceed directly to the living room, where she would strip and assume the submissive position as she had been taught. she was well aware of the wetness seeping from her pussy, and the swelling of her nipples as they rubbed deliciously against her silk blouse.

she wondered where They were, but knew that if They wanted to see her right now, They would have met her at the door. she immediately saw the padded spanking bench in the center of the room and knew that she would soon be secured to it. As she removed her clothing, she ran her hands over her body, pulling at her taught nipples. The skirt fell in a puddle at her feet, and she touched her throbbing clit furtively, knowing that it was forbidden. Then she dropped to all fours, and spread her legs wide before lowering her head to the carpet. her hands reached back and spread her ass wide. Then she closed her eyes and waited, wondering when They would arrive to take Their pleasure with her, and imagining how she looked. Her body was alive with sensations. she was alternately warm and then cool, and throughout it all, she could feel her clit throbbing.

It seemed like an eternity, and she had withdrawn well into subspace when she felt the fingers at her pussy she jumped reflexively, then quickly reassumed her position, eyes still closed as she had been trained. The touch was fleeting, and only served to take her close to the edge. She moaned in her delicious frustration. Orgasm denial was one of the things that excited her so, and Candice and Mikolas had discovered that early in the relationship.

Hands took her by the arms and lifted her to her feet. she was guided forward, until her belly touched the edge of the spanking bench, then she was forced over it lengthwise. A strap was placed around her waist and under the bench, securing her torso. she shivered at the sensation of being immobilized. Her legs were next. They were spread wide apart and her knees were bent forward on either side of the bench. kimberlee felt her cunt gaping open and her ass spreading as her ankles and knees were secured. Finally, her wrists were tied straight down to the eyebolts at the bottom of the legs of the bench, squashing her breasts flat against the bench. kimberlee's chin was resting on the very end of the bench, and if she opened her eyes, she would see little more than the floor below her. This complete bondage was one of her fantasies, and the reality was every bit as good as she had imagined it would be. she briefly wondered what They had in store for her, and whether she would be shared with Others. she hoped that she would be able to contain her orgasm until given the instruction to cum. It seemed that she could cum now, without being touched at all, if only one of Them gave the command ….

kimberlee heard Them moving around her, and wondered what was happening. Were T/they alone? Were there Others? How deeply would They take her into her fantasies? 

"Open your eyes, kimberlee," ordered her Mistress. "Keep them open until told otherwise, but look straight down. Do not try to look elsewhere. Do not say anything, except for your safewords should you need them."

kimberlee opened her eyes, and saw a white towel on the floor directly below her. On the towel were a tube of lube, an ass plug and a strap-on harness with a large dildo attached. she stifled a moan, as she realized that she was indeed about to be violated. This was one of her deepest desires, to be secured completely and wide open to be violated by Candice and Mikolas in any way They desired. "Violated" – that was the word that she used in her fantasies. Again, a shudder ran through her from her clit to her nipples, and she flexed her muscles to enjoy the security of the bondage. she was once again in the hands of her Mistress and Master.

Then she saw Their feet moving away from her, and heard Them going into another room. It was only seconds when Mistress came back.. her eyes opened even wider as Candice laid a poultry baister on the towel. Then Mikolas was there, laying a pot with a long, thick, black plastic handle on the towel. At first she was confused, then she almost came as she realized that she was about to be violated with the items spread out before her. her pussy pulsed and she felt her juices oozing from her.

her breathing grew more rapid as more and more items were laid before her. A candle, a wine bottle, a long-handled flashlight and ridged dog toy were soon added to the collection. kimberlee was panting now, and her juices were forming a puddle on the leather top of the bench.

Mistress bent down and picked up the flashlight. As kimberlee watched in total excitement, Mistress spread lube over the handle of the flashlight. she briefly closed her eyes, then opened them wide as she felt the handle of the flashlight against the open lips of her gaping cunt. The handle was slowly but firmly inserted into her, the lube and her juices easing its penetration. kimberlee held her breath and strained against the bondage, actually trying to push back against the flashlight in an attempt to speed its insertion. The way it spread her open was incredible. she was being violated in a way that was far beyond – and infinitely better – than anything she had ever fantasized about. 

The penetration stopped, and a blindfold was fastened around her head, blocking her vision. she strained against her bonds, trying to increase the stimulation in her cunt. she was left straining, moaning and panting for a few minutes, and then she felt something against her puckered asshole. she frantically tried to picture what it was. she thought it might be the candle, but soon lost interest in exactly what it was as she felt it slide past her sphincter and up into her ass. Again, she tried to clutch and strain to speed its insertion, and she was moaning loudly now in an effort to restrain her orgasm. she felt the new object rubbing against the flashlight through the walls of her pussy and ass. 

Over the next 30 minutes, kimberlee was violated again and again. Objects were removed, and new objects were inserted into her. She began to think that some had been used more than once, and she heaving, panting and moaning in her need for release. It seemed that each time was close to losing it, her Master and Mistress would pause in Their efforts. They would pause just enough to allow her to draw back from the peak, but not far.

Then the butt plug was inserted into her hungry, grasping ass, and the last object was removed from her dripping cunt. The blindfold was removed, and she saw her Mistress bending down and picking up the strap-on. Right before her eyes, she saw Candice putting on the device, and applying lube to the huge, cock-like dildo. she knew that she would not be able to restrain her orgasm once she felt her Mistress taking her….

Master stepped within her field of vision, and His huge, erect cock was instantly in front of her face. Masters hands were on either side of her head, wrapping themselves into her hair. kimberlee open her mouth as Master slid His hard cock between her lips and into the back of her throat. Kimberlee relaxed and closed her eyes. she was strangely content in the knowledge that she belonged to this Couple, and she began the slow, sensuous movement of her mouth on Masters cock, guided by the fingers entwined in her hair. The taste was delicious, just as she remembered from the previous times she had been granted the privilege of serving in this way.

And then she felt it. The tip of the fake cock was at the entrance to her pussy, and just before it started to penetrate her the butt plug jumped to life. Mistress spared her nothing, and kimberlee felt her Mistress belly slap against her ass as She rammed the strap-on home. 

That was it – seconds before she exploded into orgasm she heard her Mistress yelling – "Come NOW kimberlee." she couldn't have stopped anyway, and she fell headlong into the most incredible orgasm of her life.

When she awoke, she was startled to find that she had been released from bondage and was now lying beside her Mistress in the big king sized bed. she closed her eyes again and immediately fell asleep … content.



Violated: Office Surprise



You smile as you enter your office, noting the large Tim Hortons coffee that sits on your desk... reaching for it you note its still warm, realizing that you must have just missed your husband's surprise visit while you were finishing the mornings departmental meeting... as you sat and opened the coffee you grinned to yourself, at how much you enjoyed his little surprises... you paused slightly, realizing that you didn't "know" that it had been your husband, but after all it had to be him, no one else brought coffee, and Laurie, your coworker was working offsite today. 

You sat looking out the windows, high on the wall above your desk against the ceiling, noting the sunshine and reflecting on how few days like this were left as fall settled in, realizing today was likely the last day you could wear the flowing blue skirt you had on today barelegged, without having to resort to pantyhose or tights to ward off the cold. Too bad, as the skirt was your favorite and went well with the silk button down blouse you wore... the beep of the computer brought you back to the "real world" as the program booted up, and you settled in for the tedious task of entering hundreds of stats into the spreadsheets... oh well, at least the coffee would keep you awake. 

You drank the coffee slowly, alternating sips with the soundless keying in of data, sounds of the building ,muffled by the distance of your office from the hall, and the concentration as you worked. After about 20 minutes, you find yourself rubbing your eyes, and feeling increasingly tired, finding it harder and harder to focus on the numbers before you. Putting it down to not enough sleep last night, you drain the coffee cup and throw it towards the garbage can... surprisingly you miss, given its only a few feet away... strange, but you feel lightheaded, kind of disoriented. Time to get the glass's checked again you muse as you rub your temples. Maybe if I just put my head down you think, just for a moment or two, then back to work... 

You look at your watch, sipping the coffee, noting that almost a half hour has passed since the lights went on in her office... you enter the building and go downstairs to the second floor, walking quietly down the hall, and entering the main reception area that fronts the two offices.. hers is off to the left and down a short hall... Listening quietly, , then peek around the corner, and down the hall you can see her arm stretched out on her desk, obviously the Roofies you slipped into the coffee before you dropped it off have taken affect.  

 You quietly review the post-it notes on the wall, selecting the one that indicates "office closed for meetings, back at 2pm"... and stick it on the outside of the hall door, before closing it and silently latching the lock. That should be enough time... Walking down the hall, you enter her office, and smile at the sight before you... she is sitting in her chair, her loose skirt having pushed up along her thighs as she slumped, exposing an expanse of bare thigh, her legs slightly spread, falling on either side of the chair cushion. Her head tilted forward, her long hair framing her face, her chin resting on her upper chest, bare skin showing above the 3rd button of blouse. You note that slumped as she was, her shoulders had fallen forward, causing the blouse to fold outwards on the right side, allowing a great view down her blouse, the freckled skin of her upper breast visible above the silky thin bra.  

 You set your coffee cup, almost empty, on the table as you move closer. You can now see more clearly, noting the outline of her hard nipple as it pushed against the thin material. Reaching out, you, gently lift her arm off of the desk, and slowly lowered it beside her chair. Slowly, you slide the chair back, moving gently as her heels slid along the floor. You move in front of the chair, standing between her open legs as you push the chair back against the wall... watching closely you notice that she has not even noticed the movement, her head still and silent on her chest. You gently place your hands on the skirts hem, sliding it upwards along her thighs, sliding it under her buttocks and behind her, exposing her thighs and panties to your view. You grasp her hips carefully, sliding her downward on the chair until her crotch is poised on the edge of the chairs seat cushion. 

You pause, aware of the tightness of your jeans as your cock hardens at the sight in front of you... her panties barely conceal the treasure beneath them, her thick bush evident beneath the silky material, some of the hairs visible along the soft flesh of her thighs, having escaped the leg elastic of the panties as he legs fell open. The cleft you wanted to explore, clearly outlined as the material folded gently into its crease... Sliding her legs closer together again, you reach under the waistband, of the panties, hooking your fingers under the elastic and start sliding them downwards, each inch revealing more of the dark pubic hair, watching for movement as the panties slide over her hips and out from under her buttocks, down her thighs and off over her shoes. You again open her legs gently, exposing the gash, the pink skin of her vaginal lips now visible through the nest of curly hair.  

You pause, then reach upward towards the blouse, undoing one, then the next, then another until the blouse lay open and gaping, falling to either side of her exposed torso. You smile as you note the front opening bra, reaching for the plastic clasp, snapping it open and slowly allowing the bra to fall outward off of her breasts, exposing them to you. You note the freckles continued under the bra, diminishing in number as you look closer to the nipples, larger than most you have seen, hard and dark, standing at least ¾ of an inch off of her creamy breasts. She stirred once as the thin material of the bra had pulled on the firm nipple, but drifted back into the depths of the drug-induced sleep. You look at your watch, only 15 minutes have elapsed, you have over 1 ½ hrs to play yet before the drugs where off and she wakes up... 

Stepping back, you begin to undo your jeans, first the button, then lowering the zipper, your erection springing free as you slide the jeans down over your hips and off over your shoes. You kneel before her, your face inches from her slit, taking in the intoxicating, musky scent. Your tongue extends slowly, licking gently alongside of her vagina, your saliva wetting the hair and skin, then repeats on the other side. You slow briefly, as you feel her leg muscle contracts for a moment, but as you sense no other movement, you continue, first gently, then more insistently the scent of her musky juices that she is starting to exude exiting you even more. You hear a slight moan as your tongue slips deep inside the hot tunnel, your saliva now mixed with her juices, lubricating her for the next stage... you stop licking her, kneeling back, reaching out and allowing you hand to cup her wet crotch, the juices lubing your fingers as you rub upwards, then repeat with the other hand... 

You then reach upwards, grasping her breasts firmly, but gently, soaking the soft skin with her own juices... releasing her breasts, you again reach downward, wetting two fingers by sliding them inside the snug, wet hole, feeling her body responding involuntarily as you slide them gently in and out, then remove them, then raise you fingers to her face, wiping the cunt juices off on her lips and cheeks... would she notice the smell of her own cunt as she awakened you wonder... stepping back, you again kneel before her, guiding your cock towards the opening between her thighs... you groan as the thick round knob slides against the wet lips, rubbing it up and down, wetting it, noting the subtle movements of her hips, subconsciously reacting still, as you start to slide inside of her. 

Careful not to awaken her, you slide slowly at first, in and out, then faster, watching as her breasts start to rise and fall, her breaths quickening slightly, her head moves slightly as if trying to shake off the fog, but unable to do so, your cock driving in and out as you watch her breasts moving with the rhythm. You feel the orgasm starting to build and lean forward, taking a nipple in your mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder as the orgasm gets closer, building in strength, your cock impaling her on its shaft. You can see her struggling to react, her mind sensing and reacting to the stimulation, but her eyes unable to open, or her body to do anything but passively respond to your thrusts. You release the nipple but your front teeth seize a small fold of skin just outside of the dark aureole of her breast, pinching it between them as you drive your cock into her faster now, the final thrusts burying its length inside of he. 

You bite down just as you feel the hot jet of your cum flooding inside of her, the pain as your teeth break the skin of her soft breast, causing a quick cry of pain from her lips... You release her breast from your teeth and slow your pace, watching her breathing and bodies movements slowing and relaxing as you feel your erection soften, and slide it from her... you use a Kleenex from her desk to wipe off the chair and the worst of the cum from her pubic hair, the creamy fluid oozing out of her red, swollen cunt. You look up at her breasts, still rising and falling gently, and notice the small, 1/8th inch red mark clearly marking the pinched skin, just over her right nipple. 

She would be hard pressed to identify how it had happened as she would remember nothing of the past ½ hr when she awakened. Slowly you slid the panties back up over her thighs and covered her crotch, sliding them back under her buttocks and over her hips. Reversing the procedure allowed the skirt to resume its proper location, demurely covering her thighs as they had when he came in. He gently placed her bra back on, placing her breasts back into the cups before closing the clasp over their lovely skin. He tucked her blouse back into her skirt, remembering to do up the proper number of buttons. He was surprised to find that dressing her again, had had the same effect that undressing her had... he had another raging erection.. what to do now, he had just finished dressing her... standing, he moved beside her chair, positioning his cock closer to her beautiful face, allowing its tip to rub slowly back and forth over her full lips, her mouth open slightly as she breathed, still out from the drugs... he began stroking it gently, the sensation of her lips on the knob of his cock making sure this would be fast... he knew he could not risk filling her mouth with his jism, and risk her choking , but allowed the head to slip slightly inside of her mouth as he felt the orgasm start, and shot the first spurt into her mouth, before pulling out and filling another Kleenex with the juices. 

He watched her swallowing as she sensed the fluid, watched her face react to the sour, salty taste, then resumed her steady breathing. He dressed, then slowly moved her chair back over to the desk, replacing her arm on the desk as she had been when he entered. Reaching over her, he took the coffee cup containing the last few sips of her coffee, and the Rohypinal that he had put in it, replacing it with his own, full of unaltered coffee. Silently he walked down the short hall, unlocked the door, and removed the postit note , replacing it on the board where it had been. Looking at his watch, she would be waking up in about half and hour, long before her coworker came back, and the closed door would still imply the office was empty, leaving her undisturbed. He doubted she would notice, or remember if it had been open or not, trusting she would be dealing with her own memory of a number of things. He slipped out and down the hall, out the front and back to car, smiling at the thoughts of how she would deal with her own questions as to what had happened when she awoke... 

You could hear noises and voices, but they seemed distant and muddled. Slowly, the cobwebs cleared and you started to awaken, your eyes opening quickly, trying to ascertain where you are... she panicked, then relaxed as you recognized the familiar office and desk, realized that you were at work, the computer screen still brightly anticipating the next data entry... could you have fallen asleep? You remembered finishing the meeting, coming back to the office and finding the coffee... reaching for it you look, seeing its virtually empty contents, and remembered feeling tired as you worked earlier... Shifting on the chair, you tense, noting the sensation that had just flashed through your body, seemingly from between her legs. As you shifted again, you seemed to be extremely sensitive, and almost damp down there?

You stop, checking your clothes and noted that everything seemed fine, you were indeed dressed and seemingly unharmed. Blushing momentarily, could you have been dreaming, and actually had an erotic dream? Maybe you had been rubbing her through your skirt? That would account for the raw feeling you seemed to have and the wet dampness that was evident in your panties. Rising, you walked out to the outer office, noting that Laurie had not yet returned, but also noted the closed door? Opening it, you realized you had better use the washroom before getting back to work, the coffee apparently having worked its way through your system, your bladder now screaming for release. As you close the bathroom door, you are again aware of the intense sensations skin as you walk over to the toilet, raising the skirt and lowering your panties... looking down you could see the still swollen lips of your vagina and again blushed as you realized you must have been playing as you slept... what if someone had walked in? You began to pee and felt the relief but still struggled to grasp sleeping that deeply. 

As you wipe, the sensation almost making you jump as the paper brushed your clitoris, you again wondered why it was so sensitive? Dropping the paper into the water, as you stood you noted what almost looked like cum on the toilet paper... couldn't be you realized, not from masturbating. As she washed her hands, you couldn't help but feel that something wasn't quite right... You also realized that for some reason, you had the worst case of 'sleep mouth" ever... grabbing the Dixie cup to try to rinse the awful taste out of your mouth, you couldn't help but wonder as coffee had never left that bad a taste before? 

As you were about to head back to your office, you paused to check your makeup, tuck in your blouse a bit better, and it was then that you noticed as you glanced down the open neck of your blouse, that there seemed to be a mark on your bra, Undoing the top button of your blouse, and pulling it open allowed you to see that it was indeed, a mark, a red one... almost like blood... as your fingers pulled the white , silky bra cup off of your breast, your eyes focused on the mark that lay just above your right nipple, the skin slightly broken, allowing a drop or two of blood to have soiled through the thin white silk... a mark that looked like, your heart skipped a beat,... no, it couldn't be,... but it looked exactly like a bite mark? 

Suddenly, your mind racing, the bloody breast, the soreness between your legs, the wet panties, the white, sticky mess on the toilet paper, the sleepiness... Oh my God, the coffee! What if it hadn't been from your husband after all... you felt the scream well up in your throat...



Violated Valerie



Valerie was already there when I arrived. I was early and was surprised to see her sat at the corner table. I had hoped that I would have a little time to calm my nerves before Valerie showed up, but it wasn't to be obviously. I took a deep breath, fixed a confident smile on my face and walked in.

Val noticed me as soon as I pushed the door open. She smiled a nervous smile and even lifted her hand six inches off the table top to wave her fingers at me in a sign of recognition. I walked to the table and Valerie stood up as I approached.

She looked every bit as sexy in real life as she did on the webcam and photos I'd seen of her. Of course I'd seen just about every inch of her lovely, statuesque body at those times, but even seeing her using a big vibrator against her hot, pink sex couldn't compare to a physical, face to face meeting.

I'd discovered Valerie more than a couple of years previously when she had her own member page on the internet. Her husband, Mike, set it all up and Val posed for, and teased mercilessly, a number of 'regulars' by stripping on webcam and even posing occasionally for increasingly more graphic pictures.

I had always lusted after Valerie. I sometimes physically ached with the desire to hold her lovely, large breasts in my hands. I wanted to test the weight of her big tits and to kiss every beautiful inch of those creamy, smooth globes.

It wasn't just her breasts that I wanted to kiss. Valerie's pretty face was oh-so-kissable as well, with her big beguiling eyes and painted red lips. I would love nothing more than to strip her down to her customary basque and stockings, and then ease her slim thighs wide before tonguing her hot, gooey opening for hours.

It had taken a lot of time and perseverance to build up a level of communication between Val, Mike and myself. Eventually, after what must have been the millionth time of asking, Mike persuaded Val to agree to a meeting between us. Several phone calls later, here we were, on the verge of what I hoped would be one of the most memorable nights of my, and I hoped Val's, life.

'Hi, Val,' I said shyly, my confidence evaporating now that the moment of truth was here.

'Ricky, hello,' Val replied and offered her cheek for my kiss.

'Where's Mike?' I asked, looking for signs of Val's husband.

'He's …around.' She smiled at me, 'Oh, don't fret; he wouldn't leave me on my own, but he wanted you and I to… to get to know each other a little better.'

I nodded, slightly relieved. I knew Mike was okay with what was on the cards that night. Hell, he'd been almost as keen as me, but it would have been a little awkward to have him around right at this time - a little intimidating.

A couple of drinks later and I began to loosen up. Val was great company, mildly flirtatious as I'd hoped she'd be and she soon put me at my ease. Her earlier apparent nervousness had vanished and she constantly leaned forwards to treat me to a fantastic view of her superb cleavage.

I knew Val would be wearing a basque under that dress and the mental image I formed sent me near wild with desire. I could hardly restrain myself from reaching inside the plunging neckline of the dress and scooping her delicious breasts out right there in public.

'Put your tongue back in you horny bastard,' Val whispered to me with a teasing smile. 'My tits really do give you the horn don't they?'

I nodded and nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt Val's long, red-nailed fingers run along the length of my thigh under the table. She kept up the pressure from her palms right up to my bulging cock and squeezed it gently but firmly.

'Mmm,' she murmured, 'you're a little excited down there aren't you?'

'Fuck, Val,' I groaned, 'this is killing me.'

Val smiled and leaned forward again, closer this time and with her elbows pressed against the flanks of her full breasts. I had a view down that décolletage that sent an electric jolt of lust through my body. My balls tightened and I felt my precum slide out of the eye of my cock and into my underwear.

'Oh God, Val,' I whispered as I stared down into the valley of Nirvana. 'I want you so badly… Honestly… I'm so fucking stiff and so turned on… I can't take it.'

Val's laughter pealed like a bell as she sat back in her seat. She breathed in deeply, which only emphasised the fact that she had such outstanding breasts.

'Well,' she purred as she pushed close to me again. 'Just to turn up the heat a little more… I'm not wearing underwear… I'm all bare between my legs… bare and sticky.'

I groaned and closed my eyes in a vain attempt to banish the image of Val's pubic bush all matted with her syrup as it oozed out of her opening.

'No, please, Val… please stop…'

Val's hand and arm moved below the level of the table top for a moment. She wriggled in her seat and then her hand came back into view.

'Here,' she said in a throaty voice. 'Here, look at my fingers.'

I knew what I'd see and I tried hard not to look. I was trembling with the pent up desire for Val and could almost feel my balls generating cum in anticipation of what I fervently hoped lay ahead. I had never been in such a state of high arousal before. The damn woman was turning me on more and more with every tick of the clock. It was the memory of her wantonness on cam, the heat of her physical proximity and the scent of her subtle fragrance, the sound of her melodic voice and her refined elocution… and now… now she was offering her smeared fingers as evidence of her own arousal.

Inevitably I looked. I saw the viscous gloop daubed on Val's fingers. She discretely offered her hand to me and I sniffed the bouquet of her sex before Val pushed the fingers into my mouth.

'Time to go?' She suggested and stood up.

Caught unawares I struggled awkwardly to my feet. My cock was huge and badly placed in my trousers and I knew that it was sticking out a mile. Not only that, but there would very likely be a stain on the front of my trousers where my precum was slowly leaking through.

Regardless of my predicament, Val and I walked into the car park adjacent to the restaurant. No sooner had we gotten outdoors than I grabbed Val's arm and pulled her towards me. I pushed my mouth to her bright coloured lips and kissed her urgently. As I pressed my tongue into Val's mouth I ground the hard length of my penis against her thigh to indicate just how aroused I was, and I couldn't help but squeeze at her lovely, big jugs beneath her dress.

'Val,' I moaned like a teenager. 'You're so fucking sexy… Damn, you're such a slut on the cam… Now, you're here, right here… God, I want to lick your cunt…'

'I want you to. I want you to lick me' Val replied and unzipped my flies. 'I want to be a slut for you.' Val pulled my leaking cock out into the warm air. 'In fact… I'll be a slut for you now and I'll suck your cock.'

Val lifted her dress up around her thighs and I saw the dark smudge of her stockings in the darkness. Then, she was squatting in front of me and I felt her hand around my shaft. Her wet mouth had just closed over the bulb of my cock head when the door of the restaurant banged open and a couple walked out into the car park.

'Oh my!' the woman cried startled when she saw me stood, immobile, directly in their path.

'Evening,' the man said. I could hear the amusement in his tone as he pulled his companion past the two of us.

Val stood up again after the couple had passed by, which left me even more aroused than previously if that was physically possible.

'Shit!' I hissed in frustration. Val had only just begun to suck my cock when we'd been interrupted; I couldn't take much more of this.

I awkwardly tucked my unfortunate, unbending penis back into its covering and led Val by the hand to the hotel complex. I'd booked the room specifically for the hotel's proximity to the restaurant and I thanked God for my foresight. I had to get Val inside soon or I'd cum in my pants, no question. 

Finally, I pushed the door closed behind us and I had Val alone.

'What's the room number?' she asked as she pulled a mobile phone from her small hand bag. I told her and Val dialled. She muttered into the device very briefly and then hung up. 'Mike,' she indicated the phone. 'He'll be here soon.'

I moved towards Valerie and unzipped my flies as I went. I kissed her again and she returned the kiss with ardour. Val closed her fingers around my cock and squeezed it gently as we kissed. I groaned at the sensation and pushed my tongue deeper into Valerie's mouth.

Val abruptly pushed me away from her body and turned around to show me her back. 'Unzip me,' she instructed and I immediately reached for the zip on the back of the dress.

Val turned to face me and, with a glint of mischief in her eyes she slowly, tantalisingly, allowed the top half of the dress to fall. I goggled as the slopes of her creamy breasts were exposed. I sighed at the sight of Val's semi covered breasts and marvelled at how the lovely soft flesh bulged provocatively over the bra cups of her basque.

I moved close to Val again, my cock jutting hugely and leaking its precum copiously. We kissed again and I cupped each breast in my palms through the bra.

'Fucking hell,' I whispered as I hefted each of Val's superb jugs.

Then, there was a knock at the door and a voice called from outside: 'It's Mike, open up.'

Suddenly, and for no reason that I could decipher, Val pulled the dress up and covered herself.

I went to the door and let Mike in.

'So,' he said as he strode in. 'How are things going?'

'Yeah,' I replied. 'Mike, I'm so pleased you got this together… Jesus, man, I mean… Val's so …so damn sexy.'

Mike chuckled, 'I know.' He turned to his wife, 'How about you Valerie? Are you enjoying it?'

Val looked suddenly furtive; there was an expression on her face I couldn't quite figure out.

'Well…' She began. 'I was getting turned on, but…'

'But what?' Mike interrupted.

'But… now, now I'm really not sure...' Val sighed and shrugged her shoulders. 'I don't know. Somehow one on one seemed fine, but… a threesome? It just seems so sluttish now that we're all here.'

'So what are you saying?' Mike asked. 'You want to back out? Is that it?'

I couldn't believe where this was going. It just couldn't be happening. I was so close, so close to realising all those months of expectation and hope. I'd had Val's mouth around my cock – briefly, oh so briefly. I'd hefted her succulent breasts in my hands only seconds before as we'd kissed like lovers… and now!

It was too much to contemplate that Val would walk out. I hung on her reply to Mike's question.

'Yes,' she said simply. 'I'm sorry, it's not right… I can do it on cam, but I can't be such a slut as to have two men together… at the same time.' 

Val picked up her small bag and turned to leave. She looked at me with an apologetic smile on her face and looked more than a little sheepish.

'Sorry,' she whispered again and then walked to the door.

I stood flabbergasted, she was going… Fuck, fuck fuck! I actually felt the tears of frustration at the untimely thwarting of all my plans. All that effort, to be thrown away at the last moment – and after being so damned close…

I expected Mike to follow his wife out of the door and to close it firmly behind him as they walked away, but what actually happened stunned me.

'Stay right there, you fucking bitch,' Mike said in a tone filled with menace. 'If you think you're leaving, then you're just taking the fucking piss.' He grabbed his wife and spun her around to face him. I saw the shock on Val's face but was too surprised by Mike's vehement reaction to do anything about it. 'Take the dress off,' he commanded.

'What?' Valerie responded. 'What are you doing? I don't want to take the dress off… Mike, please.'

Val's tone was pleading and I heard the tremor in her voice. She was frightened by Mike's forceful words and actions.

'You don't want to take the dress off? Really, you don't want to?' I heard the sarcasm in Mike's voice and winced, not really sure what was actually going on, but I knew it wasn't too good.

Mike took hold of Val's face under her chin with one hand and his fingers squeezed her cheeks. Val's mouth puckered involuntarily with the pressure from Mike's fingers and I saw her eyes widen with real fright now. 

'I said,' Mike spat the words into his wife's face harshly, 'take the fucking dress off.' There was a palpable air of menace in the pitch of Mike's voice, an icy cold, steel hardness that would tolerate no argument. 

Trembling Val did as her husband ordered. I just stood unmoving, an observer, not knowing whether to intervene or not. If I hadn't been so aroused sexually and maybe thinking straight, then I would certainly have put a stop to the scene that was unfolding in front of me. Half of me wanted to stop it before it got ugly, but the other half wanted to see where it would go. I wanted to see Val in all her glory and the other way hadn't borne fruit… I can only blame the madness of my lust for my complicity.

'There,' Mike whispered when Val's dress lay on the floor. 'How do you like that sexy bitch, Ricky? Isn't she just too fucking sexy?'

I swallowed and nodded. He was right, even though Val was trembling with fright and apprehension, I could plainly appreciate her sexual allure. The basque was barely able to contain her breasts, the high, spike heeled shoes she was wearing perfectly accentuated her slim, well turned ankles and elegant shapely legs. I looked at the sharp contrast in hue and tone between her dark stockings and the creamy expanse of her smooth thighs before I took a long appreciative stare at the dark smudge of her pubic bush between her thighs.

Mike unzipped his trousers and took out his erect penis. 'Come over here, slut,' he called to Val and stood next to me. 'Come here and suck these two cocks.'

'Mike… No, please… I… I can't.' Fat tears rolled down Val's cheeks, she really didn't want to do this.

Mike sighed and moved quickly. Val squealed as her husband took a handful of her hair and virtually lifted her across the room.

'Shut your whining, get down on your knees and suck my cock – NOW!' He pushed Val to the floor roughly and virtually stuffed his cock into his wife's face. 'Suck it you slut, open your mouth and suck it.'

Val had no alternative and I just stood with my own cock at the ready, unable and unwilling to help her. She took her husband's stiff penis in her hand and, sniffing back the tears, she sank her mouth over the end.

Mike grinned and looked at me as Val's head bobbed up and down his shaft. 'You want her too?' He pulled Val's head up roughly by the hair and forced her to look up at him. 'Suck Ricky's cock too, you dirty slut. Go on.' He pushed Val at me and she moved her knees to avoid falling to the floor. 

Val looked at me, her eyes wide and imploring. I felt a burst of sympathy for her and was just about to pull away from the scene when she just took hold of my cock and slurped at it. In spite of the fact she had been coerced into sucking my cock this time, Val slobbered and slurped at my penis almost hungrily. She squeezed at the base of my cock and fondled my tight balls as she sucked at me. Perhaps she was making the effort in order to have me cum and thereby end the ordeal? I don't know; all I knew is that her quick tongue was all over my cock and I was in danger of squirting my semen right down her throat anytime.

'Oh yeah,' Mike whispered when he saw my cock stretching Val's lips. Her cheeks bulged as my cock head pushed against the inside of her mouth and then Val licked slowly down the underside of my cock, right down from the tip to my balls. On the way back she tickled the banjo string at the base of my glans and I felt the real danger of my cum beginning to surge along my shaft.

'Shit…' I began, but I was too late and a thick arc of semen spurted from my cock and sailed almost gracefully through the air. Such was the force of my ejaculation that the first jet gushed high and landed in Val's hair. The next few spurts hit her squarely on the face and I watched as she squeezed her eyes shut against my ejaculate.

My climax burst up through my body and seemed to electrify my nerve ends. I had been so turned on; aroused to a fever pitch and here I was finally finding some release. My cock spat several jets of the hot stuff onto Val's cheeks and thick drops of it spattered against the slopes of her still covered breasts.

'Oh my God!' Val cried as my seed dripped from her chin and slithered obscenely down her breasts to stain the bra of the basque.

'You fucking whore,' Mike gurgled as he surveyed the ruin of his wife's make up. 'Look at you, covered with another man's cum…' He tugged frantically at his cock and then aimed it right into Val's already goo dripping face. 'Take another load,' he grunted and then jerked in spasm as he added his mix to mine.

Spunk clung to Val's face like an obscene face pack. Ropes of it hung in her hair and her breasts were spattered with tiny rivulets of running cum.

Val looked up at us from her kneeling position on the floor. She looked so abused and depraved that my cock stayed rigid with desire. I may have just sent the contents of my balls over her, but the little guys had been producing spunk all day in anticipation… there would be more for Valerie, that was for sure.

Mike pulled his drenched wife to her feet. Cum dripped thick and creamy from her and spattered onto the carpet. He pushed his wife back onto the bed and held her legs wide. 

'Look at her,' he said and indicated Val's inflamed sex as it pouted pink, swollen and hot between her thighs. 'Why don't you taste her?' he offered. 'Go on; lick her, if you use your fingers she'll squirt… I guarantee it.'

'Mike… No, please… Wasn't that enough? I'm covered in spunk; I did as you said…I sucked both your cocks. Enough please.'

'Not a fucking chance,' Mike hissed at his wife. 'Not a fucking chance. We haven't finished with you yet,' he laughed and continued. 'In fact, we've only just fucking started.'

Val wriggled in an attempt to free her legs from Mike's grip, but he was too strong for her. 'Go on, Ricky, taste the slut.'

I lay down on my belly as Mike held Val's legs wide. I looked at her sex and then licked at the core of her where, even now, syrupy goo dribbled thickly. 

Val hissed and writhed when she felt my tongue on her body. 'No!' she shouted loudly. 'No, stop it. Get off me.'

Mike must have put his hand or a pillow over Val's mouth because her cries for help were instantly muffled. 

I turned back to Val's slit and tongued her clit. As I licked and lapped at Val's sex I pushed a finger inside her opening and massaged the spongy walls. I carried on licking and probing at Val for several minutes and then suddenly realised that she was running her fingers through my hair and positively pushing my face against her slippery sex.

'Yes,' I heard her sigh. 'Yes, lick my cunt… Suck my clit and finger me. Do it to me, Ricky, I'm such a dirty slut…'

Val had succumbed. She'd capitulated and finally submitted to the depraved sex that she'd agreed to. At the sound of her sweet voice I redoubled my efforts between her legs and was rewarded by a long, low, satisfied sigh of pleasure.

'That's it, baby,' she murmured. 'Finger me… Yes!'

Then, suddenly, Val lifted her leg over my head and rolled onto her front. 'Please,' she begged and pushed her buttocks into the air. 'Please, finger my cunt and lick my arse, I'm fucking begging you…'

I was a little surprised, but in no way disgusted and I parted the cheeks of Val's round bottom with the thumb and finger of one hand. I fingered her deep and hard as she indicated as I examined the dirty stain of her anus. As Val squirmed under my probing fingers, I dabbed my tongue at the rosebud of her arse and wriggled my tongue into her.




Violated Valerie



'Fuck!' she cried. 'That's so dirty, it's so bad… Mike, Mike, he's tonguing my arse… I love it, I love it.'

'I know, baby,' Mike grunted. 'I can see it all… I can see his fingers in your cunt… And you fucking love it… What a slut!'

Suddenly, Val shouted and grunted several times. She pushed herself hard onto my fingers and I felt her syrup literally squirt onto my wrist.

Val writhed and moaned uncontrollably for what seemed an age. Her face was distorted as she grimaced in what appeared to be pain, but was in fact high ecstasy. Her face was a rosy colour; further evidence that she was coming hugely.

As she rolled onto her back with her knees bent I saw that Val's basque had slipped and that her breasts were fully free. Her nipples were long and thick and the saucer shaped areola that surrounded the teats were both puckered with her arousal.

Unable to contain myself I pulled Val's knees apart and just pushed my cock into her sodden opening. I held Val's knees back to her shoulders so that her sex was angled upwards to me. I braced myself on my outstretched arms and rested on my palms. At this angle I could thrust hard and fast into Val's searing sex and I began to fuck her immediately.

Val's eyes opened when she felt me slide into her body. I powered into her and looked down at her debauched face. Her hair was a tangle and laced with drying spunk. There was a crusty residue staining her cheeks from where both mine and Mike's semen had spattered earlier. Her big tits swung wildly as I thrust into her body and I saw that they too were smeared and stained with cum.

In spite of Val's ruined appearance I still found her incredibly desirable. The very corruption of her former perfection sent a burst of lust through my body and I dipped my face to her breasts to suckle, finally, at her enlarged nipples.

'Do it to me, Ricky,' Val grunted. 'Fuck me, fuck my burning cunt… It's on fire, please, put the fire out down there, and come inside me.'

The sight of Val writhing under me, the smell of her sex and the lewdness of her urging sent me over the edge and I groaned loudly and then kissed Val hungrily as my seed flooded her womb.

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Of course, the night didn't end there. That was just a foretaste of how sluttish Val could be. There's more depravity, much filthier and much more obscene.

One day I hope to tell you all about it… in great detail, but I'll have to ask Val and Mike if I can share it with you.