It was a dreary night in Baltimore and I was on leave from the Marine Corp, bored out of mind and looking for some action I took a stroll into the local nightlife It was chilly and drizzling but I didn’t give a shit, cause the beast was on shore leave, heaven help the local community. After walking around the downtown area of Baltimore for little more than an hour after finding no cutie to talk to, reluctantly I stopped in front of a joint called "Calhoon’s" a seedy looking bar, with dim lights and a semi-crowded atmosphere. It was that night when I first met my pal Tony A.
Before going in, I stopped outside to light up a smoke, these new fuckin stateside no smoking laws in bars were a pain in the ass. I mean what kind of shit was that? Who fucking comes out to drink and don’t want a smoke? As I stood there pondering and puffing my bud, a voice drifted over to me from the side. "Hey fella" it called, I looked up to see a white boy standing a little too close for comfort to me but smart enough to stay out of punching distance.
"What’s going on in there" said the voice, I looked him up and down and began to make notes. His skin was a "fishbone" pale but the voice attached, had an heavy European accent... Belgian I think. "Nothin much" I replied in a deep, no nonsense baritone voice. The one thing I’ve learned in my ten years in the Corp, is that if your gonna be "friendly" in a town where you don’t know anybody, you should sound more like Darth Vader, than Mary fuckin Poppins.
I looked him up and down and realized he was a tourist like me. I stand six feet, four inches tall and this guy was shy of six feet. I was much larger than him, me weighing in at 235 pounds and "pale face" looking like a buck-eighty (180) pounds, at the max. But I could also tell, though he was smaller, under his jacket and clothes he was in good shape. The way he casually moved, let me know he had taken up some Martial Arts in past... Probably Jujitsu from the look. I do that when I meet people, call it a military training that has taught me to always size a person up, just in case a fast friend may turn out to be a possible foe. Or call it just plain paranoia of a sick individual if you chose but as he spoke, I continued to set up his profile in my mind.
He had a handsome, boyish face. In some circles he might even be considered a pretty boy, blessed with a strong chin, soft blue eyes and one of those bright "charmer" type of smile. But there was also a rugged look to his face and I could tell he had been in a ore than a few scraps and the confidence of his voice and stance told me, he may have won most of them. Brown short cropped hair, fresh haircut and manicured beard on his face told me he gave a damn about his appearance. Which also gave him a few points with me, a clean cut, finely dressed Marine. His appearance impressed me cause most civilian men could give a shit about appearance unless they came out looking for pussy, or recognition. Here was this guy dressed in a nice leather jacket, cardigan "V" nick sweater, no Tee shirt underneath, a right amount of chest hairs peeking over the "V" neck, topped with nice designer slacks and shoes. Appearance is a discipline most men tend to ignore, except for rare cases and us Marines. I move a bit, so the wind could blow my direction and as I expected, the Belgian unconsciously counters his steps in order to face me, allowing the breeze, to carry his scent to my nose.
The hint of cologne that waft against my nose smelled expensive, another good mark...
He carried himself as if this was the way he always looked and smelled. Well groomed, neat and stylish. He seemed comfortable in his skin as well as in his outfit, which showed me he wasn’t no "wanna be" player. He was used to pussy and pussy was used to him... Cool. Since the Belgian, like me wasn’t a local and because he did look like he gave a shit about how he was perceived by others which is the way of Marine Corp, (which I’ve been a part of since I was barely out of my teens) and since we both wasn’t from the Baltimore city area, I figured I’d warm up to the guy. So after I finished my smoke I invited him to join me for a drink. I mean hell, there’s always strength in numbers even if it’s just two. It’s always good practice, to step into a place you have never been, with somebody that can watch your back, as you watched his. Even if this was being done more out of necessity, than personal preference. Plus there were no bitches out and about, so hell, I might as well hang with this Belgian white boy and chill out for a spell, making the best of a fuck up night. Who knows, it might a fuckin barrel of laughs, right?
Also... There was something about him... Something I couldn’t put my finger on and size up... Something oddly familiar in his character, the guarded way he acted. We walked into the bar and as I said, it was dimly lit. The bar itself was over on the right and in the middle were lined tables. To my left, were booths lined up along big bay windows, which started from the back of the bar and ran all the way to the front. There were many empty tables (nobody comes out on fuck up nights cept drunks, Marines and now Belgians) but a small decent crowd non the less, especially in the booths by the window. Most of the patrons were either guys or couples.. It seemed even the single women kept their ass’s home tonight. I spotted a couple of seats at the bar, nudged the Belgian and pointed... We headed towards the bar, pulled up a couple of stools and had a seat.
I ordered a Rum and Coke and brought the Belgian an American beer. "So what’s yer name Belgian?" I asked. He looked at me puzzled as if trying to figure out how I knew where he was from, then the truth dawned on him, that I might be military and he smiled and replied "Tony A." Now it was my turn to looked puzzled "Tony A?" I said to myself, "What kind of fuckin name was that?" then I said "fuck it" and told him "Stone... Peter Stone" but you can call me "Pete" as I stuck out my hand for a shake. (another test).
He reached out and shook, his grip was strong and firm, (Test passed) he probably did a bit of wrestling in school, lifted weights or some shit like that so now I see in my mind the extent of his self-defense... Some martial arts aided by upper-body strength, some wrestling which always includes lifting weights... Yeah, I can take him if I had to... Another one of those Military, paranoia things I do in my mind. I relaxed a bit, knowing I had a "real" fucking guy sitting next to me, just in case a couple of these "shit head" drunk ass locals, decided they wanted to start some shit.
We talked for a while, laughing and joking, buying each other drinks, and getting shit faced at the same time, when the topic of "bitches" came up. He asked me if I was married and I scowled "Fuck No, why would I want to do something so fuckin stupid?" He laughed at my response and agreed. I then told him "Most bitches I know, have too much drama going on, ya know what I mean?" Somberly he looked at me and shook his head in affirmation, then ordered us another round of drinks as if wanting to wash down this last bit of truth. So there we sat, two confirmed bachelors who liked pussy (had to make sure he wasn’t no fag trying to hit on me) but didn’t want pussy hanging on too long. Then TonyA, tells me. "Ya know Sarge..." (How did he know I was a Sargent? Good fuckin guess...) "Sometimes, a female needs to be dragged by the fuckin hair, thrown on the bed and have the "shit" fucked out of her" Then ended with "Whether she wants it or not!" I definitely agreed with that.
I had done that a couple of times, while being stationed in other places... I meet some chick, who wants kisses, fondling, drinks and no dick. "No, I want more than this.." She would say "I want a relationship" I’d end up ripping them soft panties off her struggling body and fucking her raw and hard whether she wanted it or not, forcing the dumb bitch to cum all in one night... Those were the times (I smiled to myself) and were normally the best fucks I’ve had... Forcing my large black monster, up the dry hole of some struggling slut was my concept of heaven... But I wasn’t gonna tell my Belgium buddy about this, some folks still call shit like that "rape" illegal. I did however, want to see what Tony was about, so now it was time to pick his inebriated brain. "So Tony A, lemme ask you this... Have you ever made a bitch fuck or suck your cock, against her will? " The question caught him off guard...
He looked at me hard... Real hard, as if we had just met just this very second and he needed to figure me out. The question made him sober up a bit and I watched him as he formed his words very carefully. "I have done it in my country, where it’s not so bad... but never here in this country." Was his only response. This was both a lie and a test for me, for no country accepts sexual assault as "not so bad" but he also knew, that because he raped some bitch, somewhere in his country, right here and right now, I couldn’t legally do or say shit about it, so if I were a "narc" or some shit like that, he was safe.
What he really wanted, was to hear my response. "Well bro" I started, "I have raped a few females here, there and abroad." I told him with a sly smile "Overseas and anywhere else I can find me a bitch, I feel like stickin hard, black, meat into!" Tony A looked at me to see if I was serious, then burst into laughter. "Your o.k. Peter, you know that? You are A.O fuckin K!" I laughed as well and ordered us another round. Now that we both have openly admitted to our secret selves, we both relaxed more and had a good time. Now I realized what it was that made him oddly familiar... Like minds, can recognize and always attracted to another like mind.
It was about 12:00 midnight, we both were sitting almost sloshed to our core, when a dark-skinned beauty walked in, She stood about five foot three inches tall and sported a body you wouldn’t believe. When I saw her, I would have sold the Belgian’s soul, just to sample some of her goodies. I looked at my companion and I could tell, he was making the same deal with the devil, except it was my soul he was probably selling. This made me laugh... It’s always good to run into a bigger son of a bitch, than you are. She came in and my mouth literally watered with every step. She was young I could tell, maybe eighteen, maybe younger but her matured body probably got her into most doors labeled "for adults over 21". She had large tits and she wore no bra. Her big black orbs were being held up by the struggling elastic in her yellow halter and you could see the circular imprints of her large areolas, and thick nipples through the light fabric.
It was about 12:00 midnight, we both were sitting almost sloshed to our core, when a dark-skinned beauty walked in, She stood about five foot three inches tall and sported a body you wouldn’t believe. When I saw her, I would have sold the Belgian’s soul, just to sample some of her goodies. I looked at my companion and I could tell, he was making the same deal with the devil, except it was my soul he was probably selling. This made me laugh... It’s always good to run into a bigger son of a bitch, than you are. She came in and my mouth literally watered with every step. She was young I could tell, maybe eighteen, maybe younger but her matured body probably got her into most doors labeled "for adults over 21". She had large tits and she wore no bra. Her big black orbs were being held up by the struggling elastic in her yellow halter and you could see the circular imprints of her large areolas, and thick nipples through the light fabric.
In my mind I imagined my mouth encircled on one of those large, dark tits and my throat went dry as my meat grew hard in my pants. Her waist was small for the size of her tits and ass, and around her waist was a thick, patent leather belt with the bejeweled rhinestone words "luv2cum" embroidered around it, which made her waist looked even smaller, highlighting her big hips and round ass... She sported a leather mini skirt, that barely hit mid thigh and when my eyes reached those thighs, I sat memorized by their firmness. My eyes ravaged her them.. They were thick like she exercised regularly but not muscular like a man... (I hate when a woman goes over board with exercises and her thighs and legs go from looking good, to looking man-ish.)
Hers were Juicy... Like fruit.... The kind of thighs, that makes a man want to push his face between them, and eat that young cunt, until she had climaxed multiple times. She walked towards the bar and then turned sideways as if she was ordering a drink, (but really showing us what she had) and it was then, when me and the Belgian almost fell off out bar seats. She had the fattest, round ass, I had seen in a long time. It wasn’t humongous or overly big... It was... It was perfect... Big, round and perfect... It fit her young body, like a horizontal line fit the capital "T". Her ass was big, her tits were large, her stature short and her waist small. Her body was curvy like a perfect hour glass and the mini skirt, hugged her rear-end like a glove. Her eyes were sensual, they looked as if they can dazzle and seduce at the time. They were doe-like, brown and innocent, yet dark and seductive as if with a sexual knowledge. Her nose small, round... Afrocentric in it’s shape and complimented by high bones that would do a Black woman proud. Her mouth broad, with full sexy lips and her pearl white teeth. Her mouth looked as if, it begged to suck a man’s dick. Her complexion, looked as if she was dipped in chocolate and covered in caramel.
I wanted her bad...
She stood at the bar for approximately 20 seconds before Tony A called out to her before any other male could snap out of his shock of her beauty and speak up. He called out to her in that safe, "I’m-so-friendly" Belgian accent, and she seeing White man, in a Black man’s bar, the young girl must have realized, that she could at least get free drinks (and maybe some money) from this "foreigner" all night long. She began walking over to where we sat and as she got closer, my monster dick only got harder... She was one an awesome motherfucker. I got up and quickly moved over to the next seat, forcing her to sit in between us. I introduced myself as a military man, and Tony A introduced himself as the well-to-do-foreigner. The young Black girl smiled a large broad, awesomely beautiful smile and licked her lower lip... I wanted to force my cock into her mouth on the spot and make her suck me until I climaxed. Her smile shown, she must have thought she hit the lottery this night. "Wow" she said "A cute military man and a cute foreigner..." I mocked a shy smile, and replied "Sugar, the only thing cute are babies and puppies... We are neither." She giggled... We ordered her first drink.
About two in the morning, our young hottie was sloshed but still in control of her faculties, a couple of times, Tony A told a joke and as we all laughed, he would put a hand on one of those dark, creamy thighs, and she would casually move the hand and order another drink. The bartender would come over, drop the drink and coldly stare, the young girl would then point at one of us for the bar keeps money. For me, this shit was getting old too fuckin quick, I glance over at Tony A and I could tell he was getting tired of spending money, trying to get this bitch drunk, so we could "escort" her home. She drained the glass and excused herself to go to the ladies room, when she left, I asked Tony two words... "You game" his reply was just as short and sweet "Fuckin Aye!"
I ended with "Then wait for it and watch for it" the conversation was over. When she got back, she giggled and asked who was going to buy her the next drink, I quickly volunteered and she sat down. Once again, the bartender came over dropped the drink and she motions to me. I looked at Tony and not really knowing what was going to happen next, but I knew he would do his part. He began by telling her this lie (I think, not really sure) about his boat, the castle, the property and the money his parents left him. She immediately kicked me out of the race for her charms, and turned to him giving him all of her uninterrupted attention. As she ignored me for the better "catch" I quickly reached into my shirt, pulled out a small bag I lovingly refer to as "back-up number 6" and sprinkled the contents into her drink. Tony A saw it all and slyly smiled, while keeping her attention towards him and away from her drink. After the powder dissolved in her drink, Tony A. decided it was time for a toast, to the most beautiful African American he had ever seen.
All three of us lifted our drinks and drained the contents, then put the glasses down and ordered another round. We sat, sipped and talked, then after sometime, her words began to slur and I knew my drugs was having the desired affect. She went to take another sip and her head must have gotten too wozzy. She slipped, dropped the glass and almost fell off her stool. Being the gentlemen, I caught her in mid fall and helped her back onto her seat. "Whoa, be careful little lady" I jokingly added "I-I need s-some air" she stuttered and as Tony A, helped her up to her feet and walked her towards the door, I threw a hundred on the bar and told the bar tender to keep the change. He smiled and put the bill in his pocket. One thing about money, no matter where you go on earth, it can always buy the thing desired and I brought his silence and his ignorance, just in case, tomorrow a cop came by inquiring about two men, one Black the other White and perhaps a foreigner and an under aged young girl. I watched her round fat ass, bounce and jiggle as she staggered, supported by Tony and said to myself, what comes next would be worth every fuckin dime! Now lets see, if she really "I want your cum". I smile and follow them out the door.
Once outside, I suggested we walk a bit, and that should clear her head. The breeze must have felt good against her face because she quickly agreed. The drug I gave her, I brought while overseas, it like the "date rape" drug but better. With this shit, the person’s temperature goes through the roof, the heart pumps adrenaline at break-neck speed through the body and the body itself becomes highly sensitized to touch, as well as weak as a new born kitten. Their vision is blurred, their concept of reality distorted but they don’t pass out... The perfect "rape drug". I didn’t want her unconscious... I wanted her mind aware, and her young body feeling and remembering every second she is with us. Yet unable to muster the strength, to fight her attackers off... "This is gonna be fuckin beautiful". I told myself.
"Hey guys" called Tony A., "I got my rental van parked down the street, lets take a ride, the cool air blowing in the window should wake her up." Tony I love you, I thought to myself, a van right now is just what the rape doctor ordered! We got to his van and I was already loving what I saw. It was jet black with dark tinted windows. When I looked in the back, I saw lots of room for what we planned on doing. It seems Tony had something like this planned in his mind even before he met me. And like me, he could not find some female "suitable" to have fun with. Well it seems both our prayers have been answered and this bitch, was gonna regret she came out to night.
Tony A., climbed in the drivers seat and hit the door locks, the van had a slide door and I pulled it open and helped "Ms. Sex doll Africa" into the back seat. She reached in, grabbed the arm of the seat and tried pulling herself in but the drugs coursing through "sweet cheeks" had dug itself deep inside her system. She stumbled backwards as if in a drunken back flip and if not for me standing directly behind her and catching her, she probably would have fell and hit her head on the concrete. "Wheeee" she giggled. I pushed her back up and into the van, and as she tried once again to pull herself into the vehicle, I continued my assistance by grabbing two hands full of fat, dark ass and pushing her in, never taking my eyes off her belt with the bejeweled words I want your cum. "I hope so" I thought to myself "I really do hope so!" She landed clumsily on the seat with a thud and laid out. The back seat was one single piece, so she laid out comfortably with her legs drunkenly gapped wide open. She grabbed her head and let out a besotted laughed. "I can’t understand wats wong witme" She slurred "I musta had more tadrink, than I thoughts." I stood on the street staring up between her big legs and eye-balling, the sweetest looking, panty covered snatch, I had seen in some time.
"Yeah babe" I said "You must have had drunk more than you know." The sheer comedy of it all, made me bust out in a wild laughter, I think it was then when she began to suspect something was wrong. "Wha-whatchu mean by dat shit!" She said with an inebriated bad attitude as I slid the door closed. Smiling triumphantly, I climbed into the passenger seat next to Tony A and simply replied "Nothing sugar... Nothing at all." For it was all over. She was ours and it was time. The moment I closed the passengers door, Tony A., opened the window and sped off into the darkness. "T-turn on shom muzic.." She uttered, Tony hit the radio button and flooded the van, with the newest hip-hop sounds. "Oh yesh!" She exclaimed "Das muh song". Her words were becoming more and more slurred. "Kinda hard to talk, huh?" I asked, She didn’t answer.
In the mean time, Tony A., was flying through the streets of Baltimore, trying to find us a private spot, he even ran a few lights in his haste. Then he spotted something... He looked at me with a sly smile and winked. Our girl, still unable to regroup and pull herself together, began to get nervous. "Whas wrong wit me?" I peeked in the passengers mirror and saw her sitting up holding her head and still trying to clear the foggy cobwebs from her brain. Feeling weaker, she laid her head back down on the seat cushion. " I can’t uner-shtan dit.." She said dreamily over the music "Whas wong wit me.." Tony A., had found our spot and was pulling in, she was starting to guess, so I decided "Fuck it" lets enlighten the little tease with the truth. I turned down the music and spoke in a very solemn voice. "What you are feeling is not the booze, sweet cheeks. It’s a special little drug I got from an overseas connection. It’s meant to heighten the senses but increase physical stimulation, it’s kinda like "ecstacy" but with far less zoom." Then sweet cheeks uttered the words, I was waiting to hear. "I feel sho-so.. H-hot.. Sho fuckin weak."
"Yeah babe, that’s the way it feels when a person takes more than the recommended dosage." I said flatly. "You f-fuckin b-bastardz... Lemme da fuc outta here." Young girl tries everything in her power to get up but the drug is stronger, the more the struggle, the more it knocks you on your ass. The faster her heartbeat, the more it sapped her strength. Tony A., laughed as he turned the final corner and pulled into a dark alley, in a deserted, run down neighborhood. He came to a sudden stop and killed the lights. He turned the music too a new channel, that played non-stop, rhythmical "house" music, we both turned in our seats to face our helpless passenger, as Tony A. announced...
It’s Party Time...
"Wha... NOOOooo... NOOoooo" She screamed "YOU KEEP DAFUCK BACK YOU HEAR? KEEP DA FUCK AWAY FROM MEEEEEE!!
"Not today sweet britches" I said "Definitely Not tonight..."
Tony A., stood up and began to move between the driver seat and passenger seat towards the back, I was already out the door as "sweet cheeks" made an attempt to flee, she was so weak, she barely got out of her seat. She grabbed the handle of the door and began pulling and pulling but it barely moved. The door wasn’t locked but in her weaken state, she couldn’t muster the strength, to slide it back. When she finally got it pulled back, she lunged for the street to freedom but I was standing there and using one large hand, I shoved her by the face, back onto her seat. She tumbled backwards into Tony A’s arms as I stepped into the rear of the van and closed the door behind me. Tony A. couldn’t wait. His strong pale hands were instantly on her large tits.
"GETDAFUCKOFFME!! She screamed then she let out a painful yelp. Tony A sat behind her, squeezing and mashing her melons together, crude fingers pinched her nipples and brutally pulled and twisted, as if he was pulling on the udders of a cow. "Oh yeah baby" He cooed "I’m gonna love these mams..." He said is a raspy whisper, you could hear the dripping, degeneracy of lecherousness in his voice. "I’ll probably fuck these fat orbs when I’m done with your cunt... I’d love to see white cum splattered across these black, soft ass motherfuckers..." His head dropped and a greedy, slimy tongue moved from his mouth and slid up the side of her face. "Ogawd" The girl hissed in a disgust, she tried twisting away from his wet caress as she vainly tried pulling his hands off her tits. I could tell by her pain contorted face, that Tony was mauling her baby-soft "mams" in his big hands, and by his face, he was loving every minute. One of her hands pulled at the hands molesting her tits, while the other hand flailed wildly behind her, trying to punch or scratch her attackers face. Her legs kicked wildly, she didn’t even care that I was getting a eye full of her tong covered snatch, all she knew was she had to get away before we had our way with her.
The young girl fought like a tiger, she knew what this was all about and she was not going to allow us to use her body as a "cum bowl"without a fight. One flailing arm, luckily connected to Tony’s face and snapped him out of his sexual euphoria. "Fucking slut..." He growled "You gonna pay for that shit! Pete, pass me that duct tape by the door!" I looked over my shoulder and saw a roll of the silver stuff jammed in the map holder on the door. I reached for it, even as I chuckled listening to Tony curse, as the drugged woman fought him with everything she had. "Damn" I thought to myself "Imagine if this bitch didn’t have my drugs flowing through her system. In my musings, I broke one of my most carnal rules, and that is allowing my mind to drift away the situation and not paying attention. That cost me, as a foot connected on the side of the face...
For a second I saw stars. "You fuckin bitch" I sneered, her eyes grew wide as she saw me swiftly toss the Tony A. the tape and move swiftly from one end of the seat by the door, to between her legs in a flash, as my hand closed around her neck and squeezed. Her air was instantly cut off as her hands forgot Tony and reached for mine. She tried to dig her nails into my hand, as she gagged for breath but I didn’t feel shit. I wanted to slap this bitch... Knock her fuckin teeth out, as did Tony A. but her face was too gorgeous to mar up and I wanted to see her lovely features twisted in horror, fear and shame, as I’d force to watch me, as my cock tore a deep hole in her dark cunt. With the girl fighting me, Tony A pulled a long strip of tape. I watched as her dark brown pupils traveled up in her head, she was losing consciousness and panicking "P-pe-ease..." She begged and whimpered, "Puleeazeee..." I pulled her up to a sitting position and asked her "Bitch, do you want to die?" She quickly shook her head no. "I will fuckin kill you dead... Nice and slow if you don’t stop all this bullshit." Her head shook in affirmative but I did not let up... Instead, I continued to slowly squeeze feeling her windpipe on the verge of collapse.
Her arms went limp and her body let out an several involuntary bucks... She was at death’s fuckin door and I was enjoying making her knock on the bitch. But... Because I love pussy more than I love "snuff" I relaxed my grip, and allowed her lungs to suck in fresh air like a vacuum. Her efforts were now weaker, all her fighting did was push the drug further into her nervous system. While she was still in a sitting position coughing and gasping for air, Tony A. took advantage of her docile state and quickly bound her arms behind her. Once they were good and tight, I shoved her back into Tony waiting arms. Tony pulled her between his legs and as she leaned against his chest. His hands went back to her tits but this time, they were up under the halter’s soft fabric and embracing soft, dark skin. "Oh God... Please don’t... Please don’t do this to me..." She sobbed as her head hung down.
Why do they always ask that question? I mean do these sluts actually believe, after all a man goes through, to find a bitch, hunt a bitch, stalk a bitch, grab a bitch, then get the bitch to a secluded, quiet location, that he’s gonna all of a sudden just stop and say "Oh... You don’t want this? Well OK! You can go..." Yeaaah right! Captured bitches should know, that they are gonna be raped bitches, so they might as well, save their pleading until the reeeaal fuckin starts. That’s when I like to hear them beg. When I got them legs spread wide, cunt exposed and my big, dark meat is stabbing that cunt hard and brutal! Yeah bitch, beg me then... I love it when their begging during the fuck. As Tony went after her tits, my own hands went up under her skirt with a mind of their own. "OHGODPLEASE...PLEASE..." She whined as my hands explored her smooth thighs. She tried twisting away from my probing hands as one slid between her inner thighs and headed up towards the cunt. "NONONONONO"... She screamed over and over, I began to sweat as the savage in me kicked in.
My fingers went under the elastic material of her panties and felt smooth skin. My heart began to pound in my chest as my fingers probed her treasures... "Hey Tony, it seems our little slut likes a clean shaven pussy!" This excited Tony A. I could tell he was one of those white boys, that enjoyed a clean cut cunt. Me, I was a little let down. Call me old fashioned but I like my cunts to be hairy and natural... This smooth shaved shit, reminded me too much of an underage child and though I do women and have even done a few men, I don’t do children... Still, my fingers were too close to cunt to stop, and as a bead of sweat rolled down the side of my pounding temples, I decided to go up inside. It was my middle finger that got in first... It slid between the vulvar and pushed it’s way into her dry cunt. "OGOD" She painfully groaned as I forced my finger all the way in her. Her cunt was tight, warm and dry... This excited me even more... By the feel, I knew it was going to be a tight fit on my cock. I love it when the cunts are dry and tight. It’s hell on my meat going in, but it’s more intense on the broad. It’s a shame, I wish the bitch was a virgin but I could tell, even though she was tight, she was also sexually active. She squirmed and tried pulling away from me, to no avail. My finger went in deep... All the way to the hilt... Her cunt was so warm and so fuckin inviting... I wanted... No, I needed to be in her.
I began moving my finger back and forth like a piston, finger fucking her dry opening hoping to make her body, automatically compensate by producing vaginal moisture.
STOPYOUFUCKINBASTARD... STOP... STOP!! Her cries only excited me on. I held her firm and tried putting in a second finger. The second finger got in and she hissed again in pain. Her big thighs clamped close and locked tightly around my hand. This defense kept me from pushing more fingers into her warm body but it also kept me from pulling my hand out. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her jaw muscles clenched tight, she was putting everything she had into keeping me away from her prized possession and along with her twisting and turning, this new action had produced a stalemate.. Tony A., unzipped his zipper and I knew his own fleshy demon, was engorged with blood and wanted it’s pale freedom. His meat popped out, long and swollen, then he shifted her back to her original position, slipping his hard meat under her halter, making her feel it’s raw, naked passion, throb hungrily against the softness of her back..
I was now in the moment.. The Rape Zone as I call it... Savage... Barbaric and brutal... Like pillagers in some far flung past, He and I no longer retained any hints of "civilized"... We were no longer men at this moment, we were beast...Animals... We were two wolves, who happened across some poor she-bitch not in heat and decided we were going to mate her any fuckin way. I snarled, as I wrench my hand from between her legs and grabbed them both in one arm. I bend them at the knees and place them over one shoulder. I reached back under her skirt and snatched at her panties. Because her legs were closed, getting them down her thighs and over her knees was going to be almost impossible... But I didn’t care, I wasn’t thinking, I didn’t really give a fuck.
My eyes were dilated, my nostrils flared... I could smell her woman aroma and I wanted to be deep, deep inside of it. Sanity had left my brain as I jerked and pulled, at her underwear... The last barrier against me. It’s resistance made me growl... My body was drenched in cold and through gritted teeth, I viciously snatched... I ripped... I tore. The panty material began to give way, she let out a pitiful cry as the elastic bit into her flesh, she knew the men in us were gone... All that was left, was two creatures she could never stop, nor deny. I jerk her panty’s until it finally tore away. I pulled the panties free and the knowledge that she was now butt naked under her skirt, made my cock so fuckin hard, it hurt as it pushed against my pants in order to break free. I too had to unzip and let my weapon out. It was no longer a cock... Now it was a weapon that wanted bestial-like, to stab into her body and plant it’s wet, thick package deep in her womb. Tony A. Whistled when he saw my organ leap from my pants. "Damn Pete... I’m not sure I want to fuck behind that large, black motherfucker!" I laughed, this wasn’t the first time another male paid homage to my largeness. "Don’t worry bro. I’ll won’t stretch it out... Too much. I just want to open it up a bit.." I pulled her still struggling legs off my one shoulder and tried to pull them apart. She had seen what I was sporting between my legs and didn’t want no part of it. I laughed louder at the fear I saw in her eyes, "this will be a good fuck" I told myself, as I grabbed each leg in each hand.
Like some mighty brute, I snatched her legs apart and she cried out as the painful force of my savageness traveled up her legs. "Little chocolate bitch don’t fuck with me!!" I roared at her "I’m fuckin you one way or another!!" I looked between her legs and saw the sweet view of heaven... Her cunt. It was smooth shaven with a thick pair of vulvar cunt lips that looked to me like they were meant to wrap around a man’s hardness and pull him into her.
I grabbed her hips and pulled her body closer to me... I still wanted to make her pay for that kick in the face but first I wanted to taste her... I had to. Her cunt looked to delicious not to. In my mind’s eye, I could imagine it’s texture... It’s feel in my mouth, it’s flavor... I grabbed her hips and ass and lifted her off of the leather seat. Her legs dangled over my shoulder and my mouth went down. I heard her let out a reluctant groan as my mouth attacked her cunt. "S-STOPPPYOUF-FUCKINB-BASTARD" She spewed at me in a horsed whisper. I could tell she was probably an "oral sex" freak and eating pussy, was one of the specialties, I enjoyed doing so well... I was going to "force" her body to enjoy the fiery rage of my hungry mouth, even if her brain did not. I moaned in exaltation as my tongue wiggled into her cunt... Her pussy was sweetly scented from a good scrubbing and light perfume, yet the mild, pungent, aroma of her womanhood worked as a Pheromone on my senses. My breath became short, hot and rapid, though my brain was barely aware, my body ran on pure adrenaline. My hands dug into her soft thighs and held onto her as I sat back on my haunches, this dragged her down the cushion of the seat and pulled her body up in the air like a rag doll onto my rapidly moving mouth and tongue..
"OOGGAAWD.. NOOoo" She groaned, her legs were over my shoulders and dangling down at the knee, I felt them uncontrollably jerk.. Then shudder... I was turning this young slut out, and there was nothing she could do to stop me. At first her hole was dry with a light salty, fleshy flavor to it, my lips latched onto her cunt’s vulvar, allowing my wiggling tongue to slide in deep and back out along the warm, inner wall of her pussy. The feel and the smell of her youthful opening intoxicated me... It invited me in even as I could feel her cunt muscles straining, to push my tongue out. But all that did was squeeze my tongue, turning me on even more. I wanted to make her canal moist against her will and I had more than enough time to do it. There’s something powerful coercing pleasure from another person... Making their body’s betray them... Forcing my pleasure, not on the... But into them, until it seeps into their mind and soul.
I call this the ultimate rape... This is a rape from the inside out... Making someone bawl like a child, even as they cum like a whore... Hard, sweet, painful and terrible... I show them... So they know always... That despite their protest, despite their shame they want this... They want the stink of my filthy sweat all over their bodies... They want to be humiliated and violated by me... They scream at me... They curse at me... They cry... Then they close their eyes and cum on me... On my meat, they release... They drown in my carnivorous lust... I prove to them, that my will is stronger, that in a short, violent, moment in time... I own them... Body and soul they are mine.
Now I move to the clit... The female’s ultimate erogenous zone. If you give my mouth access to it, I will leave it throbbing in heated bliss hours after my assault. From above us, it probably looked as if I literally consuming her snatch like some sexed-crazed vampire, drinking her juices. Her face twisted up in horror and revulsion, my face is buried between her thighs as her legs hung over my shoulders. Every so often my mouth hits the right spot causing an involuntarily twitching in her legs. Her clit is tucked under a fleshy cover safe and sound from my brutal attack. My lips latch onto the spot where her clit hides and I suck... Harder and harder my mouth pulls at it... Each wrenching, suction is followed by long, wet, lapping motions along the clit’s underside. Her clitoris begins to respond by first peeking out from under it’s hood. My tongue feels the slight growth of the protrusion of flesh and immediately takes advantage of the situation. I increase my suction and speed up the lapping, licking, maddening, twirling, motion of my tongue. Hard and fast... Hard and fast, my mouth violates her clit. With eyes clamped shut, she lets out a shameful squeal as firing nerve endings send unintended spasms through her hips. I smile to myself. I have done this many times, it matters not the color or the age of the female... On a desperate night, I once mouth-raped a seventy year old woman into a roaring orgasm. It must have hurt like hell, cause she screamed herself horse, as her old dry cunt spat fresh cum juice... But that’s a story for another day.
For now in the present, I kept my concentration as my tongue thrashed and stroked her clit until I felt it pull from under it’s fleshy protection... Then my tongue went berserk... Wrapped around her nob, my tongue moved in circular motions... Circling... Moving... Circling... Moving... Raking it smooth form with my tongue’s rough stubble surface... Lapping... Licking... Like a mad dog with a new bone... Not for her pleasure mind you but for my own. I enjoy eating pussy, I could feel her hips shaking and trying to pull away, I knew she was doing everything in her power to keep her body from responding... To deny me my pleasure... But "luv2Cum" was a slut in her heart and like most sluts, she enjoys "good oral sex" no matter how rough it is. Her eyes were still squeezed shut and her brow knotted. She shook her head and tried vainly to deny, what her body loved.... She was breathing heavier and cursing at me through gritted teeth.
I wanted her moist and now she was but I did not want her wet... I still wanted the bitch to pay for her kick to my face. I worked on her clit more and more until she was now biting her lip, then I quit suddenly and dropped her ass back down on the seat with a plop. One leg hung lazily over the back rest as the other hung limply over the edge of the seat. Tony was at the other end stoking his meat. It was hard and pink as my cock was dark and black. I gripped her hips and pulled her to me. I grabbed my hardness and began to excite it further by stroking it slow and steady until large dark veins popped up all over it’s surface. It was engorged, meaty and ready. I got up on my knees and pulled my pants down to my knees. I laid between her legs and put my erection between our bodies. I wanted her feel the length and volume of my throbbing hardness and what she about to get. My body laid between her legs and moved as I was fucking her. She looked into my eyes and begged. "P-pLease don’t do this... Please don’t.."
I looked into her pleading eyes as I arched my back, my hand grabbed my cock and placed the throbbing head against the still spit, wet lips of her cunt. She closed her eyes and steeled herself believing I was going in hard and furious but all I did was gently put the head of my cock between the lips of her cunt without penetrating. My hips continued to grind against hers, in a mock fuck, keeping the head of my meat in but not going no further. I felt her body relaxed as her beautiful eyes slowly opened and turned back to me for mercy. Once again she began to beg me... She must have thought that perhaps she was getting to my "good-side" and that’s the way I like it. I like it when they think I’m not going to finish my sexual assault, but what fool starts to fuck and then walks away with a hard cock and blue balls?
Not me...
She began to speak to me "Please s-sir don.." and before she could get the word "don’t" out of her mouth, I lifted my lower body up and thrust my hips forward... At the same time, I dropped my 200 plus pounds on top of her frame and smile at what came nest. "Ick-ick-ick-ick-ick.." was the only sound her voice could produce. Her eyes bulged as she stared into mine with shock and disbelief... She tried to scream but the breath was savagely bashed from her lungs, when I savagely tore into her semi dry hole. It was tight... Hard to get into... Delicious! The friction of dry skin on dry skin, made it almost painful on my cock.. But it was beautiful to behold... And I loved shoving every painful inch, of hard, throbbing meat into her.
My penetration was quick... Cruel... and barbaric... Her head lifts up from the seat cushion as the muscles and veins in her neck, strain and bulged to the point of collapse... I could tell she was hurting.. Hurting bad.
"Pleaespleasepleaseplease" Came the pitiful whine. My cock was shoved all the way in to the hilt. Even though her cunt muscles futilely squeezed and tried to expel me from her, my powerful hips kept my fuck pole buried deep inside her, throbbing as it enjoyed the feeling of her tight, constricted cunt. She could barely speak... All that came out was that whiney "pleasepleasepleaseplease" When I grew tired of hearing that shit, I pulled back and tore into her again "OGAWD...OGAWD....PLEASE!!" She cried out "PLLEEASSEEE..." Then she broke into a pitiful sob.
Now we were even.
I placed my arms under her body, reaching up I held onto her shoulders and began my rhythmic fuck her pussy... My hips pulled back and thrust forward, I pulled back and slammed into her. The shock of penetration on her pussy, made the muscles clamp around my fuck-pipe and hang onto to it... The feeling was ambrosial. Head turned to one side, as not to see me she continued to cry. I grabbed her face and twisted towards me making her look in the face of her torturer. Even tearful and puffy, her eyes were so sexy I wanted them on me as I took her like my black slut. I felt like the White master on some long ago slave Plantation. She was property and I was taking her anyway I chose. Tears flowed and I continued punishing her cunt. I lifted her legs up and put them back on my shoulders for deeper access to her womb... All the fight was out of her... I leaned forward making her knees touch her shoulders, which made her cunt open up fully for me, in response I stabbed her pussy with wild abandonment.
"OHGAWDDD.... OHGAWDDD... OHGAWD..." She groaned as I hungrily fucked her youthful cunt, with everything I had. I wanted her assault to be vicious and it was... My body rammed into her body hard and demanding... My monster cock took her raw and primal. I wanted to punish her tight pussy... I tried to drive her body through the seat of the van... I growled and lunged into her... I rammed and rammed and rammed and rammed.. Again and again and again... I tried to punch my large, engorge meat through the top of her uterus. I wanted her to never ever forget me... Never get my face out of her head... Never forget what this old man with the big dick, did to her... To never forget this moment in time for the rest of her natural life.... Yeah folks, if you haven’t guess it by now, I am truly a cruel, dirty son of a bitch and I’m proud of it!
I could tell she had never been fucked like this before... Like some cheap whore. I’m sure most of the men she slept with, gave her that Barry White, love making shit. I bet with her lovers, even when she’s on her back, she’s still in control. Not this time... Not with me... I didn’t love her nor respect her, I just wanted to lay hard pipe to her and show her how it felt to be fucked by a real man. Especially one with a piece of pipe as large as my own. Look people, I’m not stroking my ego or no shit like that but I’m a big fuckin man... I stand over six feet four inches tall and over 200 pounds. I have big hands and big fuckin feet... My cock follows suit. It’s jet black... darker then the rest of my body and it hangs large five plus inches flaccid. When erect, it swells up round like a billy club, and climbs damn near to the ten inch mark. I call it my "dark fuck club" cause that’s how I take a female... I fuck her cunt like my cock is a hard club... Meant to punish and please at the same time.
I pounded and beat her cunt something terible. Sweat poured from every pore, and I slowed down only when I felt like, changing the pace by pulling back and putting all my strength in my hips, in an attempt to drive my nuts into her fuckin brain...
No mercy...
No compassion...
No love...
Just hard core, cold ass, rapid fire cunt fuckin... She stares into my eyes with hate in her tearful eyes, she tries desperately not to respond to my savage thrusting but my hips are strong and persistent... She tries to scowl at me and I slam into her rough style... She winces in pain but still tries to look defiant... I growl, pull back and pile-drive into her tightness once more... Again she winces but this time, her grunt sounds less defiant and more painful.
She stares up at me again, still trying to look strong, (don’t this bitch ever learn?) but I see new tears welling up, just behind her eyes... I grab her legs push them back until the touch her shoulders, I brace my feet aginst the van door and begin a regime of rapid fire, deep plunges into her cunt, she winces over and over... Now she’s crying again... I don’t let up... She begins to bawl... My lesson is still not over... The van fills with the savage, rapid slapping of our bodies against each other and loud sobs become sorrowful.. She’s almost there. I hear her pleading, pleading with me, as my body pistons hard dick in and out between her legs nonstop... Two things I don’t feel. I don’t tired and I don’t feel shit for this whore... Adrenalin is coursing through me strong and all I feel is triumph when I finally reduce her to a crying, pleading, begging, slut. My terrible assault is making my point. I am in control, I am the master... She is just my toy. Then I pull back and drive in deep one last time, again knocking the air from her lungs. This isn’t intimacy... I’m not tender... I’m a fuckin monster and I know it... Actually I love it.
On a sticky leather seat, in the back of a van, I will break this young bitch. She’s hoping I will cum before I tear her up but I will not.. Not yet..
"OK,OK,PLEEEASSSE..NOMORE... NOMORE...PLLEESE..." I beat her cunt and her hips until I’ve broken her spirit. Now she’ll do whatever we want, just to ease the pain. I’ve turned her into my fuck slave. I slow my pace... I bring my movements to an ease before I blow into this dark cunt before I’m ready. When I slow down, her fighting stops, her defiant look fades, "Call me Master" I whisper... She hesitates once, I bang into her.. She gets the point... The words spill from her lips "Mastermastermaster" in rapid cessation. She knows her place, she knows I will fuck her body to a pulp and she has decided to not fuck with me and be obedient until I cum in her. Tony A., has grown tired of watching me wail on her cunt and waiting for his turn to do some damage. He pulls from under her and her head bounces down on the seat cushion. He stands over her head with his arms on the head rest and his knees against the seat. His white cock still twitching right over her head. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the biggest, ugliest knife I have ever seen. He shows it too her, one look and fear washes over her face.
He pulls the knife away from her and licks the edge. Then he gives her his version of scary voice.. "I’m afraid I’m gonna have to kill you..." Her mind forgets about me, which is fine because I’m gonna be fuckin this cunt for some time. "It’s been sometimes since I’ve sliced a bitch up. I think I’m gonna slice my first Black American bitch!" She closes her eyes and begs "P-please don’t kill me... Please... I’ll do anything... Just don’t kill me..." Thats all Tony A. Wanted to hear, he pulls her head up with his free hand and with the knife still in his other hand, he grabs his cock and pushes it in her face. Instinctively she closes her mouth and turns her head... She knows exactly what he wants. He puts the knife to her face... "it would be a shame to slice this up... And believe me, I’ll enjoy cutting you as much as I’ll enjoy your mouth... So you chose." Tearfully she turns her head back, without waiting for her to open her mouth, Tony pushes his cock between her lips, past her teeth and moans in ectasy. "Suck me..." He orders.
With closed eyes, she complies with his demands. His hand grabs the back of her head and guides it back and forth, I watch her dark lips travel up and down his pale shaft leaving a wet sheen in it’s path. This vision of black and white contrast turns me on, Tony A., is moaning and moving her head faster and faster, he pulls her head back til only the head of his cock is in her mouth. "Suck the head baby... Suck it good and slow." He moans in a deep, guttural voice. Her lips work on the bulbous head and her tongue licks the underside, this sends Tony into a mad passion and he slides his cock back into her mouth. He reaches the back of her mouth and attempts to go deeper... Further... I hear her gag as Tony pumps and pushes until her throat opens up and the remainder of his cock, disappears down her throat.
He pulls back and it slides out covered in her spittal, not giving her time to even catch her breath, his hips move forward and he goes back to work. I’m still on top of her and getting too excited by watching all of this. My head drops and take one of her dark tits into my mouth and suck. My fuck motions between her legs has slowed down, nice and steady and now my mouth pulls on her brown tits and sucks, while my tongue laps the nipple. I feel it harden in my mouth, and I give it bite. This sends a spasm through her. The nerve clusters in a woman’s tit is filled with sensitive endings, pinch or bite a tit the right way and the body will respond. The more I suck on her nipple and give it love bites, the more I feel a moistness building in her cunt. My rhythm picks up, not bruttal like before but more in compliance with her wet cunt... Allowing it to adjust to my slow piston motions and smooth thrust. Then I feel it... The pressure building and twisting first in my stomach, then slowly moving down to my ass, then to my thighs... My climax is coming. The pressure moves down to my nut-sac and I speed up.
Tony A., is already in heaven and I see his movements getting quicker and I don’t blame him.
Her mouth moves like an artist, she definately knows how to suck a man’s dick. She incorporates her tongue and he pushes his cock into her mouth and she opens her throat. I watch Tony fuck her face as I fuck her cunt, I see him on the verge, I’m breathing heavy and so is our victim. I hear Tony let out a cry and pull her head up to his groin, her throat opens one more time, he pulls her head until her face buries itself in his crouch... He stiffens and his ass tightens... He begins to jerk like a badly stringed marionette. He lets out a cry and blows his load... He’s cums and cums hard! I watched her throat move and I knew she was swallowing his hot seed. I can’t handle any more, breathlessly I pound faster and faster, despite what she may have wanted, her cunt is now wet and open to me... It accepts me as if I was it’s only Master, I push her legs back to her shoulders just as I feel my nuts explode...
I feel her hips raise up and lightly shake... She cliamxing as well...
I push in as deep as I can go, and allow my seed to spew from my cock and coat her unprotected womb. Cumming inside her young cunt is absolutely the most luscious feeling I’ve ever felt... Every older man, needs to find a young cunt to fuck and shoot his seed in, trust me it’s a moment in heaven. I groan as I feel my hips push into her, every time, my nuts send up another blast of hot cum. All three of us climax but only one of us, will hate themselves in the morning for doing it and I doubt very seriously it will be me or Tony. I splash the remaining wet goo into her cunt as Tony empties into her throat. Tony pulls back and his cock slides from her mouth. A thin strand of spit and cum connects from her lips to his cock’s head. He allows her head to drop back down on the seat breaking their connection. I collapse on top of her, we are both two sweaty bodies.
I feel the last of my juices leak into her and then I pull out and sit up. I sit breathlessly against the seat as Tony leans against the back of the drivers seat trying to catch his breath as well. "Whoooeee Pete, that shit was fuckin good..." The young girl now turned towards the back of her chair, not wanting to face us, laying in a fetal position, though she may have orgasmed it was not her intent. It is her shame that makes her attempt to hide herself into the very chair. Though my passion was spent, by the look of Tony’s still throbbing cock, he was not. "My turn for some of that cunt" He said, I heard her lightly snivel "Oh please no more.. Please no more..." But Tony A. Wasn’t hearing her. Tony is one of those men who enjoys a clean shaven cunt, that’s his option... As for me, I like my cunts hairy and ready. Though the fuckin was good, I was a little turned off because of the "baldness" of her pussy. For me, even oral sex taste a little bland, without the course flavor of "pubic hairs" to give it some zing!
While the young girl faced away from us, Tony took off his jacket and began to swiftly pull his cardigan over his head. He began to unbuckle his belt and pull his trousers down. Tony A was stripping down, he wanted to feel the smooth, dark, nakedness of her youthful body up against his White semi-hairy body. Tony A. wanted to bath in her sweaty, aroma, he wanted her smell all over his body as a trophy, he could smell for the rest of night as well as leave his smell on her body as the conquered. I can understand his logic, I have raped housewives on their bed butt-naked, just so the smell of my heaving, wet, body can rub the sweat and cum into her every pore as well as all over her bed. That way, even after I’m done, months from now, she’ll smell me on her skin, in her linen, on her pillows and in her mattress. My stink will be in the walls and on her clothes in the closet... Each time she catches a whiff of my person, the image of our foul intimacy will replay in her mind again and again. It will be like raping her over and over.
By the time Tony got to his underwear, his cock was stiff, throbbing hard and anxious. He’s removed every stitch of clothes except for his socks, then he reaches over and taps her shoulder... "Wakey, wakey little bitchy... Time for Tony to smack that cunt!" Once again, she catches us by surprise, one minute she’s laying on the seat, facing the back rest and sobbing her eyes out, as my cum oozes from her cunt, then the next minute, she leaps at Tony like a wild cat. Her eyes no longer filled with fear but with burning hate. Her fingers curled like talons and her nails aimed directly for Tony’s face. But Tony wasn’t some new asshole, committing his first assualt, he was a pro. He must have had a victim or two attempt to lash out and give back some of the agony and shame he was caused them.
With out skipping a beat, Tony’s hand lashes out and catches the young girl off guard and across her chin. (Good move Tony) She goes down but does not stay down, she comes back with a vengeance. Tony smacks her across the face, the blow was quick and harder than the first. I could tell he stunned her because her eyes fluttered and moved up in her head, he leaps upon her, happy to continue the fight. This is the other part I like about Tony, like myself he loves the struggle, the fight and take down. He will wrestle a cunt down, savagely fuck his victim, as they buck, flail and fight back. Some may call it resistance but to men like Tony and me, it feels more like a mad, angry fuck. The body bucks and jerks as you thrust in... Now that’s a great rape! Just like I thought, Tony A., is upon her, she seems to have found a new found strength but it’s not enough. I guess now she’s in that "I’d rather die first" frame of mind, which is totally bullshit cause once you have a bitch on her back and her panties down, she can fight all she wants but aint got to "die" in order to fuck...
Tony is between her legs, attempting to gain some kind of control. She kicks and fights like a crazy bitch. "NONONO... YOUWON’T...NOT AGAIN..." She kept screaming this. I wanted to help out but I never interfere with a man and his fuck. So I sat back. To be honest, I don’t think Tony wanted my help, by the smile on his face I could tell he was enjoying himself. He manages to grab both thrashing arms, and place them in one of his hands. He pulls the arms back as the young girl curses and swears she will die before allowing herself to be violated again. He pins her arms over her head and lifts his body up and leans forward. This forces his weight down to his arm, down to his hand, holding her struggling arms in place, over her head on the seat cushion. Since the time of her sudden attack, I had moved to the front passenger seat to watch the show.
With one hand holding her arms and the other free, he laughs as he grabs one kicking leg and lifts it up high. This movement forces her weight towards her head, making impossible for her to regain her balance. She is screaming now and even spitting, but nothing is slowing Tony down. With one leg lifted up high, he braces it over his shoulder and uses the same hand, to grab a hold of his cock and guide it towards her cunt. Still struggling and twisting her body, it does her no good... Holding onto his throbbing cock, he lines it up to the wet opening, I watched his ass push forward and tighten... She lets out a frustrated groan, as if to say "no not again." and he was in her... his body moved forward, as his meat slid in deep... "OHHhhhyeaaah bitch... Ohhfuccckyeaah...." He cooed. She continued trying to fight and scream at him, laying pinned down and being forced to accept this white boy’s throbbing meat inside her.
"NNOOOOOOO... NOOOO... NOOOoo" She bawled as Tony A. Pulled back, then slammed into her and again and again. He now was holding her hands over her head with both of his, using his weight to keep her in place, and pumping... Pumping hard, in and out of her like a white, horny, demon... But after taking my monster meat up inside her, though Tony was doing some damage it was no where as painful as what I did. I could see Tony wasn’t too happy. Not only was he not making her pay for what she did to him earlier, but her cunt was also still wet from my fuck and Tony hated a wet cunt. He wanted her snatch dry and tight, that way his first penetration would make her cunt grip his meat like a glove giving him pleasure and her some pain. Tony held her down and banged into her, her head bounced from one side to the other, in rhythm with his thrust. Her face was contorted but was not agonized...
In one motion, he let go of her hands and grab the other leg, placing it over his other shoulder. Now with full access, Tony fucks her with everything cruel he has. With each thrust, the force of his body made her body rise up in the air each time his hips slapped into hers and pushed. Finally, he stops... Frustrated "You fucken bitch" He scowls, then he smacks her, this last blow took all the fight out of her. He pulled his cock out of her and turned her over onto her stomach.
"Bitch I’m gonna make you pay one way or another." Tony A., shouted. He got up on his knees, and pulled her up to hers. Her face laid against the seat cushion as her lower half was held up by Tony’s arm. Gripping his hardness again, he shoved brutally into her body, then he grabbed her hips and began fucking her pussy, like one would beat a raw piece of meat. His White fingers dug into her brown hips and each time he threw his hips forward, strong white arms savagely jerked her hips back onto him, making his lunges more painful and more intense. "Ahhh...Ahhh..Ahh...Ahhh..." she groaned, Now he was happy, he was pile-driving hard cock into her and making her feel it. Still Tony must not have been happy with this either, for after a while I first saw an unfulfilled look on his face, then suddenly a wicked gleam in his eye told me, that an idea smacked him in the face like a brick.
He pumped in her cunt a few more times, then pulled out. Leaning forward holding her head down, he grabbed his cock and began pushing it between the cheeks of her fat round ass. "NO NO NO NO..." Her eyes grew wide at what she knew, he was about to do. Enraptured, I watched as tony held her head down and tried penetrating her tight anus. (Now thats what I’m talking about!) Realizing all her struggling couldn’t do anything to stop the invertible rape of her ass, in a last desperate attempt at protecting herself, she released her knees allowing her body to fall flat to the seat pulling his cock from it’s almost anal assault. She laid flat and locked one leg over the other and every muscle in her fat round ass, clenched shut. Not about to be denied, Tony’s body fell on top of hers, wrenching her legs apart and forcing his left leg between her legs had to be a mighty effort indeed. Then using his left leg as a wedge, he pried her legs apart. Her head kept pulling up as she tried wiggling away, Tony now dripped in sweat while trying to keep her head in place with one hand, hold her body in place, with his weight and reach for his cock with the other hand.
Personally, I would have just knock the shit out of her, to induce compliance but this was not Tony’s way, he was the White hunter wrestling with his dark game.
"PLLLEEASSSEE" She cried out in a high voice "GEDOFF...GEDOFF!" I see a wide smile and pearly white teeth cross Tony’s face. This is what he wanted... Her fear... Her helplessness... He wanted her to beg him for mercy... Not to cause her hurt... Now she would promise him anything... Probably suck his nuts for the rest of the night. But another sucked dick was not what Tony wanted... He wanted tight, painful sodomy... He was on the verge of taking what he wanted, and she was gonna get it also in spades and up the ass.
Tony held her squirming, struggling body in place, while firmly holding her head down, this time he was holding it down with a forearm across the back of her neck... Her ass was big and round and jiggled as she moved around. It look tight... Inviting... Like it wanted to be stretched open, I was so captivated by her nice ass, I was tempted to knock Tony out and rape it my damn self. But Tony earned this... I raped the pussy, so he gets the anus. She should have known one of us would want to tap her booty, I’m sure men have been begging her for "anal sex" since it first started growing. I saw Tony’s pale hand quickly push his hard meat between the cheeks of her ass as hips began to push. Once he was between the cheeks, her fighting efforts intensified trying to deny him access to her prized possession. Her futile herculean efforts to stop him told me, she had never had a hard dick stuffed up her ass. She probably was saving the virginity of her anus, for some rich motherfucker, who would fall in love with her and beg for the "anal" after he agreed to marry her, if she shared the last untouched part of body with him on their wedding night.
Well.... She might as well forget about that shit, cause this was the wedding night from hell! I chuckled to myself with that last thought.
Still holding his cock in one hand, Tony had his meat between the folds of her lovely ass cheeks. His hips then straining he began to push and rammed forward... Pushing... Ramming... Shoving.... Stabbing... She gritted her teeth and resisted... Tony didn’t give a shit. At first I thought, they had a stalemate until her eyes suddenly bugged wide and she began crying out in torment. "AHHHHH...AHHHHH... P-PLEEEAHHHH... AAAHHH!" Tony kept drilling in through the tight opening, spurred on by her shrieks. Next she screamed louder and called out to god for help, the shrill in her voice climb in intensity and I knew Tony was getting the head of his swollen cock, inside the tight wrinkled opening. His hand releases his cock and he grabs her shoulders and shoves... Forcing himself into her ass. She’s screaming loud... Real loud... She’s trying her best to keeping her anus, but she’s losing the very painful battle.
Finally, she howls like a wounded animal and Tony’s ass slide forward... He’s in. His hips, stops pushing and shudders as it seems to have broken through some barrier. Pulling back and sliding forward, proves my hunch is right, as well as her screams have now turned into cries of painful grunts. "Ungh...Unngh.. Unngh..." I love that sound... it’s like hearing the victim painful acceptance of what they could not stop. It’s the final bit of humiliation... The final shame.
"UHNnnhhhhaaaaaAAAaaahOOOooogawd" was the sound her beautiful mouth made. Her grunts sounded as if she was trying to get the worlds largest turd out of her ass. First her legs stiffened and shuddered from the initial force of his brutal attack, then they began stiffening and relaxing as he took her. Her once virginal ass, now deflowered she bawled like a child as she also grunted in-between her sobs. Her legs finally lost all strength and stopped their spastic movements. Tony held her in place, never letting up as he rode atop her big ass like a cowboy riding a bucking bull. Her ass was tight, voluptuous and shapely and Tony tore into it again and again. He sodomized her, with the same animal veracity as I raped her cunt. His hips slapped against her ass, as he drove in and out of her, he took her raw, hard, and brutal, as if she was used to this type of barbarism and not her first time.
"UHNnnhhhhaaaaaAAAaaahOOOooogawd" was the sound her beautiful mouth made. Her grunts sounded as if she was trying to get the worlds largest turd out of her ass. First her legs stiffened and shuddered from the initial force of his brutal attack, then they began stiffening and relaxing as he took her. Her once virginal ass, now deflowered she bawled like a child as she also grunted in-between her sobs. Her legs finally lost all strength and stopped their spastic movements. Tony held her in place, never letting up as he rode atop her big ass like a cowboy riding a bucking bull. Her ass was tight, voluptuous and shapely and Tony tore into it again and again. He sodomized her, with the same animal veracity as I raped her cunt. His hips slapped against her ass, as he drove in and out of her, he took her raw, hard, and brutal, as if she was used to this type of barbarism and not her first time.
His head went back and his mouth opened... "OHhhFuuuckYeaah!" He was in a "rapist" heaven and not wanting to leave. My eyes became transfixed on the sight. His white hips raised revealing his long cock sticking in her, then his body would suddenly come down and his cock disappeared in her dark ass. Each time his cock went back in, she let out a strained grunt and her ass cheeks would quiver in the process. Her face twisted up and showed her true agony... She had long stopped fighting after his dick punched through her tight sphincter muscle of her ass, with her total body ravaged, her humiliation and degradation was almost complete. I watched as Tony’s ass rose and fell.. Rose and fell... Pulling almost out of her ass, then plunging back in. For some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off of Tony’s ass.
It relaxed when he pulled back, then tightened up when he went back in. He was a semi-hairy man, with a lot of the hair on his thighs, cock mound and his ass. I tried to pull my eyes away from the sight but I found, I could not... I found myself watching his hairy ass relax, then tighten, relax then tighten. The hair on his rear end was so plentiful, the hairs even went into the crack of his ass. It reminded me of some of the women, I have fucked. Hairy cunt and a hairy ass-hole... Each time he pulled back, his butt cheeks would spread and I could see all that lovely dark hair, growing down between the cheeks and up into the crack of his ass.
This was driving me crazy, I found myself breathing harder as I watched his ass pump the dark girl. My cock grew hard and I began stroking it. The more he fucked her, the more I wanted to fuck his ass as well. My club was hard... Hard and wanting something tight to fuck and cum inside. I didn’t like the way my thoughts were racing, this had happened to me only once before. I-it was this disease... This problem I have... I have to... No, I needed to rape something... I had taken her but now, that feeling was gone and I burn to have more. What was coming over me, happen only once three years ago. I had been in the deep woods for sometime and hadn’t been laid in far too long a time. A young private from Frisco, had just joined our platoon and the energies he was giving off was a bit too much feminine. One night I came in the barracks drunk as shit and everyone else had gone out. I saw the sweet, hairy little private from Frisco, head towards the shower with nothing on but his towel.
I got up, quickly undressed and followed him into the shower... What happened next can only be described as glorious!
With that final thought in my mind, I was up and moving towards the hairy, pumping ass in front of me. Tony was deep in her anus and paying no attention to me... That is until he felt my weight on his. "Hey bro let me finish and she’s all yours" I heard him say. His voice sounded more like a whisper in the distance, then in real life. My sick, mental disease was making my heart beat so hard, my temples were pounding out all other noise. "No" I yelled at myself, "Don’t do this..." I repeated this over and over and over again, even as I was on Tony A in a flash. My large arm was around his neck and I squeezed, He was shocked, taken clearly by surprised. I could hear him yelling and asking me what the fuck was on my mind. What was on my mind was his hairy hole and no matter how I tried, I couldn’t stop myself.
All I could see was the image of his hairy rump and animal instincts had taken over. I could barely hear him pleading with me but his choking voice only spurred me on. "Don’t move" I told him "And don’t pull out of her ass... If you do, you’re a dead fucker..." I heard me say, it was then when I gave in to my nature and decided to take him. Tony began to struggle, to get me off of his back and though he was strong, I was stronger. I grabbed the knife he laid down and put it to his throat.
"Just relax bro... Relax and this will be over soon" I whispered in his ear "Wait bro.. W-what the fuck are you doing" he growled at me, I scowled and pulled the blade to the flesh. "Didn’t I tell you to fuckin relax? Mother fucker, don’t make me kill you! I don’t want to... B-but I will... All you have to do Tony is keep fuckin this bitch in her ass!" and he did, not knowing what I was planning Tony A. Continued fucking the young girls ass. I laid on him, feeling his hips raise and fall and feeling the coarseness of his hairy ass rub against my hips. When I started grinding against his ass, it finally dawns on him, what I’m about to do. It is then when Tony figures me out, who he has thrown his lot in with.... A sex fiend from hell. I’m about the rape! It matters not the age, race or gender... It is only the lust, that counts. If something or someone excites me, if I want that person bad enough, I go after them. Tony’s mistake was having a delicious hairy ass and I love a tight, hairy opening.
My cock was hard and pressing against him. "Wait bro.. Don’t do this" he whispered... We got this whore, do her instead." He was talking and that was pissing me off. I didn’t want to hear his voice, I wanted to hear his grunts. "Bitch didn’t I tell you to shut the fuck up..." I said, Actually, listening to him plead was turning me on. "We gonna do this thing together..." I whispered in his ear, he felt my weight shift as I raise my hips and grab my black meat, He struggled as my meat slid between his sweaty ass cheeks, it got to the opening and as I thought, his anus was nice and tight. Rubbing against his hairy ass, was sending me over the edge, he went to say something else... Beg me probably but I wasn’t listening anyway. My hips pushed down and Tony froze... He tried to squeeze his ass closed but my knife convinced him to allow me entry to do whatever I chose.
"OOOHHHFUCKINGAAARRRWWD..." I heard him cry out, I’m sure the woman underneath him was wondering what the fuck was going on. Tony had his cock in her ass and I was pushing into his. My long legs wrapped around his outer thighs and held him tight, even as this same technique also worked as a brace. Tony was now fighting against me. He didn’t give a shit about the knife at his throat, or her ass but denying me my pleasure. "You stupid fuckin bastard... Stooop." He fought me but I didn’t want him to move.. His hairy ass was too delicious. I was in a sexual delirium and Tony was the object of my desire. I pushed hard.. I could hear him yelling and screaming as my dark meat shoved against the tight, wrinkled sphincter ass muscle.... He was both hairy and tight... I couldn’t stop even if I wanted too. pushing harder into him, he grunted louder. He sounded like I was tearing him up but holding him around his neck and cutting off his air supply, forced him to stop struggling, in orer to breath, he had to comply.
"You fuckin bitch... You sick fuckin bitch.." He kept saying until I stop his profanity by breaking through the anal muscle and a loud howl replaced his words.
I was in... In Tony’s tight anus and it was good. I began to pump him, nice and slow at first, then it got good to me and my hips began to pull back and dig in with each thrust... "OOOooogawd... OOOoo shit..." He was mad, in pain but his ass was delicious. I released his neck and put my arms around both bodies, fuckin him hard. I could hear both of them grunting now... What a song to my ears! This also means, if she’s still geunting, then Tony’s cock was still hard, meaning though he was angry and hurting bad, a part of him was enjoying being both the Dominant and the submissive at the same time. He was truly like me... A rapist, who loved the energy of force, no matter how it came, even if it meant he was the one being raped! As long as the man who was doing the raping was strong enough and bad enough to take it from him. From the tight, succulent feel of his White ass, this had never happened before. He may have "played" with the fantasy of being raped in his mind... He may have even masturbated about it (I sure as hell did) but had never saw it through... He never thought it would actually happen... Until now that is. I felt like I was fucking them both, each time I pushed into his ass, he pushed into hers. Both of them were grunting and I was moaning and groaning just as hard. His hairy ass raked against my thighs and along the shaft of my cock, each time I stabbed his man-cunt.
Then my arms moved and I was only embracing him. I had my arm around his stomach and pulling him up to receive my meat... My hand moved down to his cock and my fingers wrapped around it. I could feel it slide through my hands and in and out of her ass. I grabbed his cock and began to stroke it even as the remainder of his meat, still in her ass was being stroke by her tightness. I held him closed... Pulled him into me and licked deep in his ear... I was out of control and he was my bitch... I was fucking him in his ass and his cock was still rock hard. This told me, that no matter how much he didn’t want this... Hated it... Hated me! His love for forced sex allowed me, to keep his meat hard and rigid. I pull him up and I am on my hunches, and he was on his knees. He was no longer inside of her but I was still jerking his meat and fucking him up the ass... He was still struggling in my grasp, as I began to bounce. Each time I go up, he slides off my meat, when I come back down, his body follows and my manhood plunges in him deep.
My hand traveled from his stomach to his chest. My fingers caressed his nipples then I grab one and pinch. I felt his body shudder and his cock swells larger and feels harder.
"L-let me g-go man... Get the fuck o-off me!" He says breathlessly, but I could tell, he was loving being a raped slut, as much as he enjoyed raping sluts. He bounces and bounces on me, he still fights me but it was too late for that. He is impaled on my long black meat and accepting it, like a whore accepting cash. Tony was now my bitch... My whore... My slut. I wanted to stop but I couldn’t his ass was far to lush for me to cease. His rear end became an ass-cunt and his cock, was no longer male but a large clit, for me to ravage into climax. He felt so fuckin good on my cock and I needed to cum and cum inside of him, I wanted to seal our relationship... Our friendship by spewing my hot load inside him, we were both rapist but I was the "alpha" dog and when necessary, he was now my accepting bitch. This was not the role he wanted but it was the role that was being "forced" into him again and again as he felt his body bounced upon mine. My hand jerks his man-clit hard and fast... It’s engorge and perhaps on the verge of release as well. I bounce him up and down and enjoy the feel his body locomote up and down on my cock, as I force him to enjoy it.
This is the way I like my rape...
Not with the victim simply violated and ashamed of being used but I also want my victims to cum.. To climax as they are being ravaged... Force their bodies to accept and enjoy, what their minds could never, ever do... This makes their assault that much more sweeter... That much more personal and complete. This insures that they would never get over me... Never get me out of their system.. Even when they were having sex with someone else, my wild passion would always come to the forefront of their minds. They would always have me and my DNA absorbed and inside them. If necessary, I would use my mouth... My fingers... Their own toys... My own toys! Whatever it took to make them cum! When ever I raped, I did it with the one goal in mind... Making my victim release.
Tony was no different... I bounced his pale body up and down on my black cock, while jerking his meat. I felt him shudder and spasms a few times and I knew he was about to cum... He was fighting it but his nasty cock wanted release as much as mine did. He cursed and struggled but I was holding him tight and fucking him raw and brutal. Each time I bounce him, my hips come up and meet his hairy opening, the more he rode, the harder I jerk his cock. I harder and faster I jerked him, the closer he was coming to orgasm. Then I felt his ass tighten up... It was beautiful... His ass muscles uncontrollably clamped a hold of my dark tool and I bounced him faster and faster and faster... My hand grew tired but I never let up, I wanted something from him and I was not going to be denied... My passions tore all of reality away... He was my bitch now... My woman... He was my slut being satisfied and satisfying her Master. My tongue again went into his ear, it’s touch was wet and slimy as it wiggled inside his skull. This last move was too much on him, he stiffen, shook his head wildy as if to deny the pleasure and my rape, even as he lets out a loud cry in wild abandonment.
His meat expands larger, then it erupts... The first spray splashes thick, white liquid across the back of the dark body underneath him. To say his release was a short spray is an understatement... Tony A. meat violently throbs in my hand, then it shoots again... It violently pulsates, then blast once more... His meat continues to erupt in multiple spray... Covering my hands and the victim below in hid rich seed. Feeling him impaled on my cock, and squeezing it firm with his ass, as well as climaxing all over the place, sends me over the edge... And my hips raise up and I let it all loose... I heard him groan as the warm liquid from my body enter his bowels. "NO NO.. NO... NoooOOoononono... Uggawd.." Having me shoot hot cum deep inside of him must have felt like heaven, because another violent pulse, and one last stream spurts from his shuddering body. My warm DNA package spills into him... A part me is now planted deep inside of him... He is now locked to me forever. Just as this slut belonged to us, he now belonged to me.
Then we were done. I held onto him for awhile as if he were my lover. He wanted to pull away but his orgasm was too sweet to deny our new bond. I released him as the last juices left me and flowed into him. He pulled away and I could see my jism leaking from his ass. I came harder in him, then I did the young slut and he knew it.
I rape him and both rapist find more pleasure in his assault, then we did in the victim we abducted. He says nothing and neither did I. We quickly dress and the way he sat in the drivers seat, I could tel, his ass hurt something fierce. My cock was still throbbing in ecstasy, when we dropped a confused, young girl, off on the nearest corner we could find and take off into the darkness of night. I look in the side passenger window and watch her dark form dwindle away. Hopefully, we will meet her again. Hopefully, next time, she’ll have hair on her ass! The windows were down and the fresh air invigorated my energies. I tried to make light conversation but Tony A still hadn’t spoke. He was mad because he felt as violated as the girl we just assaulted. I glare at him and ask "So where you staying" Sheepishly, reluctantly he replies "I’m at the Sheraton downtown." Tony and I were gonna be good friends, I thought. Together we are gonna rape more cunt, then we both of us have ever seen. Tony wanted to be away from me but he could not. He was locked to me by right of "cum" and he did enjoy our first night out.
He wanted this as much as I did. And though he would never admit it, he also enjoyed what I did to him. Once I get him back to his hotel, I’m gonna prove that fact to him one more time. He and I are much alike. So I know, as long as I hang out with him, he’s not going to rest until he gets me back... I don’t blame him, I would do the same if I was in his shoes. His only problem will be stealth and strength or shrewdness... To be honest both he and I love the act of "rape" too much. We love the energies of "forced intimacy" in every way possible. We love it so much, a part of us does not even care if we are the ones being raped. The problem is, a rapist will never accept his own assault unless it is done by someone more stronger... A bigger alpha male... As of yet, Tony was not it. Maybe later but not now. Until then, when ever we are by our selves, I’ll call him by his new name. Not Tony A. But something a little bit more intimate.
Tonya...
That’s his new pet name, whether he likes it or not.
The end.
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