Telepathic Rape... A Love Story

I meant to share this short story with you all, some time ago but I decided not. I thought if I did, as strange as this tale sounds, a good number of you would think me a tad "daft" for even suggesting that a such a subject as this is a factual truth.

Let me first say I personally do beleive that the ability to Astral Project exist in every human being and I beleive when we dream we partially project our soul or spirit if you will to places both here on earth and to other "dream" worlds.

I beleive there are people who have practice this art and do it on a consistant basis, as for the rest of humanity, we can only do it when we exist in "dream state" when it is easier to accomplish with the unconcious mind.

Lastly, I feel when two or more minds, concentrate on any "one" thing they share a common bond a "mental glue" if you will, that if emotionally charged by such minds, everyone involved have the ability to create a "special universe" with different backdrops or realities, where each of the party can co-exist and even interact from a deep meditative state or REM sleep.

Enough of the "zen" let me tell you this story...

Close Encounters of the Extrasensory... A Love Story

The whole thing started one night, when I closed my eyes and traveled down to the "special place" we had created together. I wasn't sure if you still came there but I periodically journeyed to our place, whenever the moon would go full and I had a "sexual itch" that needed strong scratching. I have found, that even with you not being there, because in our past, we have shared so many beautiful, esoteric, astral, encounters in that place, that now, there lives a kind of "sexual resonance" that literally oozes through the "sidereal-walls" of our dream home and opens up like a flower, whenever one of us (for me anyway) happens to travel there during a meditative travel. I could feel my mind traveling, spiraling downward, further and further into myself, I watched phantasmagorical images pass before my closed eyes and they welcomed me like a lover long gone as I welcome the visions of some things to come.

Soon, I was walking through a beautiful country-side forest, filled with vibrant colored flowers, past the sparkling bubbling creek, where strange and exotic creatures, come up to greet me and as always it felt as if I was in a surreal kind of dream and not the Astral creation of our minds. When I arrived at my mental destination, I walked up the stairs into our Dream Home and it was if, I stepped through one door and into another reality. Like so many times before, I realized a fantasy had already started without me and like a movie running on automatic, I assumed that it was a story, that had been growing in the back of my mind all this time, waiting for me to come here, where it might play itself out like some Star-Trek, the next generation "Holo-deck" (hologram room), episode, upon my arrival.

Playing in front of my eyes like some cinema, I sat in the audience of some large, State Conference room or an concert hall, crowded with hundreds and hundreds of people. The crowd was both men and women of all races, and all of them were caught up in some, religious type frenzy and hanging onto each word being orated by the charismatic speaker. I recognized the voice, but I could barely make it out, and due to the large number, I could barely see the brown-skinned woman on stage, who was doing all the talking. The crowd was so "caught up" in the message she was giving, that all I could hear were their praises to God and their cries of worship. Though I couldn’t hear much, I could tell I was at some kind of "gospel-Christian" conference and whoever the speaker was, she really knew how to deliver a sermon. I paused and sat still for awhile, in the midst of all these standing, chanting bodies. Trying my best, to filter out the many voices, the cries of adoration, the Hallelujahs and the other varied noises of tremulous people. I had hoped I could catch the voice that I knew so well, but could barely recognize.

Soon my mind began to quiet the sounds around me it was if my subconscious had pressed the "mute" button the roar was gone but the people were not. Then I heard one voice in my astral-ears. It was a strong and powerful voice, capable of maybe moving mountains, it was also as sweet and as fine as confectionary sugar, sprinkled on the top of a dew moistened, red rose. The voice was oddly, ultra-conservative but considering the genre of this religious gathering, that was understandable. It was the hidden "sultriness" of the voice that spoke volumes to me. Though it spoke of things, of the creator and was biblical in its content, the voice had a hidden tone behind it, one that unless you knew the speaker, you would never guess what it was. The hidden tone sighed at times, and though one might think the sigh was a longing for its creator, to the one that knew the speaker, it was a longing of something else. The voice projected a passionate energy, that almost seemed carnal, to the one initiated in the art of sensing more to a person’s mind, I could sense a shield of religion was being used to seduce a nation to Christ. The sultry voice of the brown skinned speaker, was raised and it spoke as if one in authority. The spirit of the Lord had blessed her well. It had traded her strong sexual nature for the passion of the cross and those that heard her voice assumed her naked energy was one just based around her love of God.

I knew better... For I am now the demon Stone and this is my world.

Though the sermon was spectacular and the message heart moving, I slowly made my way to the front of the Conference Hall, where a familiar "EXIT" sign hung in bold red letters over a side metal door, just left of the stage. It was time for me to go, I didn’t come to this place... To the sexual area of my mind, my place of making love, fucking hard and experiencing unbridled passion, to simply be lulled to sleep, into a state of spiritual euphoria. I came here to mentally and physically express my current state of mind... To squeeze and slowly stroke my manhood and imagine myself riding deep between the legs of an erotic astral harlot, holding her down until I exploded inside her in a rhythmic orgasmic blast. I had to leave the Conference hall because for some reason listening to that sermon, that angelic voice of god, removes from me the unbounded passion... The eternal lust, I so enjoy coursing through my frame.

This message had a way of binding my demon in chains and there are too many times, where I so love being the Stone.

As I made my way to front, heading for the door, I looked up and the eyes of the speaker met mine and locked for just a split second, for everyone else it was a quick scan but between you and I, it was an eternity of moments to say so many things with one powerful glance. When I finally made it to the door, a gentlemen came down from off of the stage and passed me a note. I opened the note and read it as I left the Conference Hall. I stared at it for some time, like it was a full novel though all that was on it was three little words. "Laurel, eleven, Friday’s." If anyone else had read this note, they would not have had a clue but for me it spoke volumes. To me it said meet me in Laurel Maryland at 11:00 p.m., at Friday's.

It was rainy and 11:05 p.m., when you walked into the restaurant, you tried to act inconspicuous, but that proud, sensual stride, still made you stand out. Men who had dates, stole glances and snuck little peeks out the sides of their eye as you passed through the café, heading towards the table in the back. You were wearing a beautiful, professional styled, Italian, navy blue suit, the dress stopped just below the knee. You were also wearing sheer, navy stockings... The shiny ones... I could feel Stone drool inside me at your firm shapely legs. Your suit was complimented with a white, conservative, frilly collared shirt, that buttoned all the way up, and stopped just below the chin. On the neck portion of the shirt, you wore a dark, navy cameo brooch, trimmed in gold, highlighted by the white, familiar lady's silhouette in the middle. and your hair was professionally styled, done up real nice, your make-up barley visible but also understandable because you are "a female preacher" and look as what is expected. You were stunningly beautiful and very, very conservative.

You looked like preacher, or an old styled "strict" school teacher or college professor, who had no time for anything else but her students and books. Or maybe a librarian, touched once, but never despoiled. Your prim and proper image, made me want you, I've always had the fantasy of taking a woman like you... The demon in me grumbled or maybe I was just a little hungry, who can tell at moments like this. Anyway, despite the point, you carried yourself in an "old maid" kind of way, for some reason, whether it was the whole, "wholesome" outfit thing or because even when your hiding it, I/Stone can still sense that inner sexual fire no matter how hard you try to douse it with religion, what ever the reason was, all I know is I was tremendously turned on by you but I decided to keep that to myself. Who knows... Maybe I'll get lucky. You sat down at my table and after we said our "hello's" and our "how are ya's" and the "hows the kids" conversation, we then went into small talk.

You were telling me about your ministry and its growth, you told me how you've just picked up a major contract for TV and how God was using you to touch so many. But Stone after all a demon of seduction as well as ravager, some times his power hypnotizes without speaking. As you talked our eyes would meet.. Lock... I could feel Stone lightly caress your mind and then you would quickly pull your eyes away. It was as if you could sense what he/we were doing and now you were having a private war with the temptation, that lived in you for so long and for the first time in a long time, you were actually losing the battle.

Despite this, we were having a great conversation and slowly, you started loosening up as you enjoyed your glass of wine. I told you I was staying over at the hotel, where we last got together those many, many years ago and I invited you to come up and kick off your shoes and relax a bit. I said we could watch some television and finish catching up. You immediately went into this tirade, about your renewed walk with the Lord and even though you would probably enjoy being with me in that way, it's been too many years since you've done "anything like that" and your faith and my marriage, now makes thoughts like that impossible. I told you, that as a grown woman you do what you chose, I simply invited you up because it had been so long since we've seen each other and it would be good to have your company before you left to go back home. I spoke and Stone seduced, the way it has always been done.

Nervously you agreed.

We scurried through the rain as we made our way towards the hotel, we laughed like children and splashed through the puddles. Since it had been so long, since you let your hair down you were really enjoying yourself so I was not surprised, that when we finally fell into the room and locked the door, we looked at each other and our lips met for the first time, in so many years. Our mouths opened and our tongues caress one another, the soft, wetness of our mouths drank in each others flavor, then suddenly without warning, the breath of Stone came from within me and his perverted, sexual deviant nature, poured into your body. Immediately your eyes popped open, with your lips locked with mine, you felt something leave me and go inside you... Though it wasn't physical, you felt it none the less. It was dark, carnal, cruel and barbaric. The energy was strong and forceful, you tried to close your mind to it but it whispered sweet carnal songs to your soul. Your tongue pulled back as if to block out, its evil entry into your body, but whatever this was, it was non-physical and it pushed in and pulled back...

You tried to pull away but my grip on you was too strong, though you couldn't feel any solid surface, your mouth felt like a huge, formless, phantom cock filled it. You tried moving your head from side to side but your lips were pressed to mine and my tongues ravage your mouth as did something else... Something throbbed wickedly in your mouth, you felt vile, disgusted at its touch... Yet aroused. You didn't like this or want this feeling, the kiss was simply your way of saying thank you for a nice evening. Like a ghostly cock, the energy pushed in and out of your mouth as my tongue covered yours and laid it flat. How could his tongue do that? You asked yourself, how could it be that strong or that long? And what is this in my mouth? Now with your tongue held down, you felt the pushing and pulling energy swell...

And then release. Something was sliding down your throat, something nasty and horrendous... Energy! Just like the energy that just raped your mouth, it was formless, tasteless... But you felt it going down just the same. It reached your stomach and made it roll about, you felt your legs giving way and your mind swimming, falling into red darkness.... In an herculean effort, you finally pulled away from my mouth and you fell helplessly back against the door as you tried to catch your breath. You looked and noticed a slender strand of spittal connecting us, half disgusted you quickly wiped it from your mouth, I was on you again and my mouth was now on your neck. Your body felt oddly hot as my wet kisses crawled up and down your neck like electric needles. Your skin became oddly sensitized and when my tongue reached your ear and went in, your body convulsed as hellish pleasure took hold.

As you fought against me and the mounting heat within you, you became aware of my strong hands under your dress and moving up, following the shape of your firm body. "Wait... Wait..." you moaned, your eyes squeezed shut as if not want to see what was happening. You wrenched one hand away from your thighs as the other hand now caressed your round ass. My body pressed yours to the door and you could feel my hardness pressing against your womanhood. "No...Wait... Wait..." was your reply to my probing hand and grinding pushing body, you held onto one hand and the other fond your ass and squeezed its firmness. With your free hand, you tried to stop the hand, soon it was traveling down the crack of your panty hose butt, and heading between your legs. "Oh shit...Stop.." When you feel my fingers pressing against your cunt and moving back and forth, you release my other hand and move it down to help your other hand, rid this intruder from between your legs....

My free hand now went up and started squeezing your breast, the hand felt your nipple hardened, even through the thick cotton shirt, then you felt two fingers pinch and squeeze your nipple. "Oh shit.." you moaned in sexual protest, as your hand came up immediately to stop the sensual abuse. You tried valiently to stop me but my hands were everywhere, each time your hands went to stop one, the other would go further and when you went to stop that one, the other hand did more. You felt my hand tear into your panty hose and the other open some buttons on your shirt, soon one hand was in your shirt, squeezing on your breast, pinching the nipple and pulling on the bra, the other hand had tore a small hole on panty hose between your legs as one finger, tried to wiggle into your hairy tush. Ignoring my hands and with all your strength, you pushed my body away from you. As you tried to regain your breath, you turned your head shamefully as you intstinctively pulled your jacket over your breast and pulled your dress down.

"I-I didn’t come here for t-this..." You nervously said, "I don’t know why I came... but it definitely was not for this... I have to go" Then you heard a voice from me that was not my own, it was the voice of Stone "Like shit, you have to go.. Your not going anywhere for the next six hours." Before you could react, I lifted your firm body from away from the door, and threw you donwn on the bed. "NOOOOO... STOP.... LETMEGO..." You tried to get up and a forceful hand, pushed you’re your forehead back to the pillow. Now my body was on yours, my mouth went back to your neck as you fought and struggled, my knee painfully pushed your legs apart as my body began to grind into your hips. As I kissed your neck and bit your earlobe, you pummeled my head, the side of my face, and scratched like a wild cat. Your body bucked and kicked as I tried vainly to get your dress up and finally after tiring of fighting your voluptuous, well built form, I reached one hand into the night stand by the bed, and pulled out some rope.

I grabbed your wrist as we fought on the bed and finally tied them together, you continue to kick and scream as I then tied them to the headboard of the bed. Now with your hands secured, in a savage growl, I grab your shirt and rip it open, the sound of tearing cloth and flying buttons was like music to my ears, you went to scream again, and I grab a pair of socks that was always in the night stand and shoved them into your mouth. I looked down on your caramel brown skin and my mouth watered at the sight of your big firm tities covered in a beautiful, lace red bra. With nothing to restrain me now, I grabbed one strap of the lovely bra and broke it, I then did the same with the other and then you felt my body cover yours. My mouth was all over your neck and in your ear as you turned your head from side to side, to keep me from you. As your head fought against mine, my hands were around you unsnapping the bra.

I pulled the bra from your struggling fighting body and casually tossed it to the floor. I stared down at your bucking, struggling form and watch your big titties bounce around, the skin on your breast looked so soft. So brown... The acerolas were large and dark, with small bumps around the base of the nipples, as for the nipples... They were still harden from our last encounter, they sat up like fleshy thimbles, my mouth watered as I bent down to suck them.

You winced and turned your head, when you felt my mouth cover your breast, as licking and the sucking started, you fought harder... When the teeth nipped and lightly bite the tender skin of your nipples, you felt little tingles course through them, and then a warming sensation as mouth went back to sucking and licking your tit. The other hand, squeezed the other breast, pinched the nipples and pulled them. Then the rough hand moved over the harden tip, over and over sending shivers through out your form. Soon the mouth tired of the right breast and moved over to the left, like the first it was sweet, its volume filled my mouth and my swollen tongue lapped the hard nipple, like the other my teeth bit into it... Not to break the soft skin, just to send pleasure through it and then my greedy mouth moved down.

Soon my tongue was in your navel as your body bucked and kicked my hands went under your dress and began to tear your panty hose. You felt your panty hose bite into your skin and then tear along the opening, I had started earlier, once your lower torso was free from the nylon material, mouth went down lower on your struggling frame as my hands pulled your thong panties off your round ass. My body lay between your kicking legs as my mouth moved lower and lower, you felt my mouth play in your hairiness as my teeth pulled at the curley hairs, then my mouth dropped lower and you let out a moaning hiss when my wet lips covered your clit and my wild mouth began to sucked at it. My tongue went under its fleshy covered and toyed with it, soon, the sucking and licking had its desired effect as your clit began to swell and leave its fleshy sheath. My mouth sucked as my tongue licked back and forth under your clit, your hips pulled away from my treatment and my strong arms pulled you back.

My tongue licked under your clit... Pronounced and demanding I sucked... Making you groan in frustrating, angry pleasure. Then my tongue played on top of the clit head... making circles, dashes, flicks. My mouth moved down and tasted your salty flavor, as my tongue travelled into your tight hole, I could feel the wetness inside you building... I grab your cunt lips in my mouth and sucked then I went back up to the clit, to finish you off. My tongue moved back and forth, over and under your clit, trying to find the spot, as soon as your struggling body, stiffen and then jerked, I knew I found it. I began to suck and lick that area, I pulled your hips into face and worked harder... I heard your voice go shrill and I looked up top see your eyes shut so tight, it looked as if you were more in pain than about to cum... Finally, I heard a muffled moan escape your mouth, it was loud and throaty, then I heard another (I picked up sped) Then another throaty moan, and another and another, until I felt your body stiffen, I looked up and your face was frozen in place... Your eyes were still squeezed shut, your forehead furrowed, and your mouth bit down on my socks...

Your curvy body bucked again... But this time, not fighting me... but fighting to stop your release... I put two fingers in your sopping wet hole and my thumb up your ass, and you let out a scream and climaxed. It was hard and extreme, your body jerked, stiffened and then jerked again... It was like you were having something long missed, and it almost brought pain, because the pleasure was so extreme. Your thick brown legs stiffen out straight and immediately pulled back, in that instant my fingers went deeper into your pussy and up your ass. Your legs stayed back, spread open and up in the air, shaking... Like a woman being fucked hard by her lover, your head, now turned towards your tied arms and against your shoulder, your mouth moved as if it wanted to suck the skin on your shoulder. Your body quaked and jerked one more time and then it started to relax....

Sweat and my spit covered your body, as I gently pulled my fingers from your warm orifices, your legs gently laid down and relaxed further. Every now and then they would jerk as if still experiencing the final throes of your orgasm. I pulled my socks from your mouth and jokingly said, "It’s a good thing these were the clean ones..." You didn’t say a word, I tenderly kissed your forehead and you recoiled from my touch. "What’s a matter?" I asked you, your only reply was this "I hate you... I really do... How could you do that to me?" I quickly stammered "B-but y-you... Enjo.." She quickly interrupted me "I did nothing!!! Do you hear... Nothing!" At this time, the demon within was sleep after drinking in all her release energy, but now he stirred as the harsh words cut deep. "You are a fuckin animal... I hate you and as soon as you release me, I’m calling the police!" Now Stone was awoke "The police?" he thought, this bitch just orgasmed in my mouth and she wants the police... now its time to teach her some manners." Stone quickly came to the surface and took over the situation. She looked up one time and all she saw was a scared ex-lover, but she when looked back, she saw something else..."

She felt her self being snatched up and forcefully rolled over on her stomach, then strong arms lifted her up by her mid-section to her knees, her bound hands were moved up higher on the headboard to keep her from being able to lay back down, "W-what are y-you doing... R-release me at once.." she sternly barked. Behind her, she felt a cool breeze touch bare flesh as her dress was once again, raised up over her round, fat, brown ass. Once again she felt strong masculine knees, move between her legs and forcefully pry them apart. Then the metallic sound of a heavy belt buckle fumbling open and falling to the side reached her ears. Her head jerked from side to side as she strained neck muscles trying to see behind her, next she heard the feint sound of a zipper... Possibly being pulled down. "W-what are you... D-don’t you fuckin dare... Do you hear me? No more... I said no more! Now release me!"

She felt Two strong hands grip her fat, brown butt-cheeks and spread them apart, a cool breeze lightly waft between her cheeks and made her involuntarily shudder. "Wait... please... Not there..." What she felt next in that very private area, almost made her lose her mind. She let out an startled gasp as something wet and warm plant itself between her cheeks. The shock was so sudden, she lurched forward, slamming her shoulder against the wall. She gasped again as the wet thing now moved vigorously between her butt-cheeks, the insistent action behind her felt like it was opening and closing. She felt a sucking on her anus and instinctly knew what was in her ass. "O'migod" she thought "H-he's sucking my ass.. He s-sucking my a..! Her mouth opened and she gasped again. She had done oral sex before, back when she was a practicing "sinner" but this was something different... Raw. It felt good and bad at the same time. The sucking increased and then she felt a tongue wash over her exposed anus hole. This time she squealed, the swollen tongue slide over her anus again and again, it circle the tight wrinkled flesh, and wiped against it hard. All the time his mouth sucked and sucked. She was sweating now, what she was feeling was too extreme. Too raw. The human anus has the most nerve endings in the body and because they are kept between two slabs of flesh, they are the most sensitive. We know how good it feels, when we are the fortunate receivers of a skilled mouth on our cunts and cocks, but if you never experienced it, Imagine that same skilled mouth latched on your ass... Sucking... Pulling and then an expert tounge... Rubbing.. Back and forth... Over and over then that tongue. Probes...

The sensation was to much for he... She tried to squeeze her cheeks close but the hands were to strong, she tried to squeeze the feeling from her mind but each time the wicked tongue touched the tight brown closed hole, circle it and then rub it back and forth, she would squeal and let out a loud gasp, soon her gasps were hard pants. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her teeth clenched. It was as if she was being tickled and pleasured, she said to herself she wanted it to stop but... Then the tongue stopped over her anus and then pushed through the wrinkled skin. The poor girl lost I! Her toes curled, the muscles in her butt-cheeks shuddered, first she let out a high pitch squeal, then the tongue went deeper and her next sound was a gaspy-type grunt. It pulled out and she let out a hurried breath, she had been holding it, since as the tongue first inserted. Then the tongue went in again, this time it went deeper and wiggled inside her ass. She moaned, grunted, squealed and grunted again. She tightened her anus muscle, then allowed the persistent tongue back in. She felt dirty... So very dirty.. yet the feeling was so good, so devilishly good and too damn extreme.

After awhile all she could do was grunt as the tongue sodomized her. The pleasure was so severe, so terribly intoxicating, to escape it her mind simply shut down. With eyes closed all she was aware of was a loud white light and the rapid sound of her heart beating wildly in her chest, her ears and her mind. Something wicked was being done to her and she was barely aware of it. Something slid in and out of her ass, and each time it went in, it would rake the sides of her anal cavity, which now soaking wet with his spit. In the distant she could hear a voice cry out "Uhnna.. Uhnaa.. Uhnaa..." over and over again. It sounded like a grunted moan from someone who was getting so much pleasurable, it was almost painful. The voice she heard was female... The voice she heard was her own... "T-too much" she said to herself "I-it’s too much." She repeated as her mind hid in the white sound. Her shoulder pressed agonizingly against the wall as if to pass through it, her arms pulled against her ropes in vain as the mouth continued its rape of her round ass. Then two wet male fingers insert themselves deeply into her wet cunt... Once... In deep... Twice... Again deep... Three times... Very deep. On the forth deep insertion, she cries out his name and a second orgasm wracks her body, it snatches her away from the white sound, drags her back to reality kicking and screaming. In soulful, wet agony as her climax takes her over the edge.

Breathlessly She feels his mouth move away from her wet, abused anus, the two fingers slowly retract from her wet hole as well. She feels that it is over, she wishes it was over but she knows in her heart, her abuser is far from done with her. Next she feels the bed shift as he gets up onto his knees. She feels something meaty and rock hard, smack the cheeks of her plumb ass. Stone smiles, he holds his swollen, vein covered meat in an iron grip and now uses it like a club, slapping the soft skin of her ass and watching it jiggle with each heavy, thud-like blow. "Oww... S-atop that... p-please... s-stop!" Her orgasm was so extreme, so strong, she can barely speak.

He presses his hard meat between the cheeks of her round ass and slides it up and down within the crack. As it passed repeatedly over the sensitive hole of her anus, her body involuntarily shudders, fearing her small, tight ass-hole was about to be penetrated at any moment. She panicks and tries calling out for help, though she couldn’t see the cock, the feel of its size as it smacked against her ass, felt large and ominous.. The thing between her ass-cheeks felt monstrous and cruel, it throbbed with an angry passion... It throbbed like wanted to be in her body... Deep in her ass, tears began to flow from her eyes as she only imagined the extreme pain she would feel, if sodomy was also on the menu. She felt the cock slide down, rub itself over her tight anus. find its tight, wrinkled opening and then slightly push, she let out a yelp and tries clenching her ass cheek muscles together, she squeezes her eyes close and dug her fingers into the wooden bedpost. She steels herself and waits for the agony to begin....

But it did not, Stone let out a loud hideous roaring laugh, seeing Miss "prim and proper" tied to a pole like a pig about to be gutted, afraid and unsure was an ultimate turn on. With her big, brown naked ass, open and exposed to whatever he chose and she not knowing what he would do next, made him feel empowered, she was at his mercy and he had none. Yes, he would fuck her in her big ass... but not yet. First he had to break her high and mighty, prim and proper attitude and only a hard "pussy fuck" from the back would do. His cock traveled down and the throbbing bulbous head pushed between the lips of her still wet cunt and then she hissed from discomfort as it lodge its big self, just within her hole. Her cunt was tight, he could feel that. He also felt the muscles try to push him out, his meat pulsed with approval. With only the head inside her, it still felt like it was too much. The meaty head pained her tender pussy, whenever it throbbed it made her wince, she tried to push it out but it held firm. She was afraid, it had been a long, long time since she had been with a man and now one was about to put too much, in to fast. "W-wait... D-don’t... don..." As she spoke two strong hands, grabbed each side of her big hips and dug their fingers into her soft flesh. Fearfully she spoke quickly... "I-I haven't d-done t-this in s-some t-time.. I-I'm not rea..." Suddenly her words were cut off, as the strong hands snatched her hips back and strong thighs slamed a large hard dick, into her cunt. Her mouth let out a cry of pain, tears flowed as the sudden penetration sent shock waves of burning needles through her cunt. "OHGAWDOHGAWD.."

Then the hips pulled slowly back and plowed into her again... She let out another cry, and once again, tried to speak... beg, each time she did, the hips would pull back and thrust the monster meat into her, cutting off words as she pleaded... Every time she felt the meat forcefully expand her canal and bang against her uterus, her body would quake, she was being raped from behind and could do nothing, say nothing to stop it... He pulled her hips to him, as hard as he could, again and again as taut muscles slammed forward plowing deep into her cunt. She was bawling now, begging and crying, he was fucking her with no restraint, with no mercy, trying not to be passionate but to be cruel, to show who was the man and who was servicing him. He growled and slamed into her body, then he started laughing at her misery and banged her cunt even harder. Her cunt went numb as the muscles in her hole clamped around his meat and fought against its abuser.

This made her pussy tighter, and Stone loved slamming his tool, through and pass her cunt muscles, making it accept her master. Her inexperienced body finally accepted his thrust... there was no more pushing, no more resistance, now Stone took her like the slut she was. Though she cried like a baby, actually she was lucky she was wet from his oral assault, if not Stone’s massive rod might have tore her tight hole in two. Instead, her wetness allowed little to no friction, and Stone went in far and deep. Now the only sound in the room was when she out with a painful "OHH" each time, he hammered into her cunt. Feeling no more resistance and hearing her only sob, now Stone would deliver his greatest seduction to her body, the seduction of a demonic, blissful, hard fuck. His body stop slamming into hers and his pace now turned rhythmic, in and out his cock glided into her and the only sounds in the room were her sobs and the slapping noises of his hips hitting hers. In and out, his ro traveled... His large cock glisten with the fluid of her hole. He fucked her body nice and gard, but not cruel... Just long and deep.

Soon Stone felt a fire bulding in his loins and he welcome its arrival, "Remember when you would never let me cum inside you? He growled... "You would always say don’t cum in me... Don’t cum in me, you were always so worried about me getting you pregnant." His speed pick'd up and her sobs now turned into soft grunts, "How about now?" Stone asks as his speed picks up and her grunts become louder, her hips raise up and Stone goes in deep, she lets out a yelp but accepts the rhythmic, piston-like motion. "Can I cum in you now.." Stone asked with an husky, almost gutteral voice. "N-No... P-Please, d-don't cum in me... D-Don't..." Stone's pace picked up and he pulled her hips faster and faster on his meat. "Fuck you bitch... Your taking my cum, I'm gonna shoot it deep inside you... I've been waiting to do this for years." She begins to panic an unplanned, unwanted pregnancy was something she didn't want. She began to once again struggle... "Don't... P-please.. Don't do it..." Stone laughed and picked up speed, he felt his ball sac rise and prepare itself to deliver its wet package, his breath became fast, hard and heavy.

His body slammed into her struggling form as she tried to move her hips, Stone felt her struggling form... Heard her frearful cries and this only excited him and spurred him on. "Yes bitch... fight it... Fight it.. Hee- hee- hee, I'm still gonna blow my load deep in your lovely pussy." Now she screams out "NO DON'T DO THIS..." Her body squirms, and shifts, Stone slams his meat deep "OH yess, bitch Oh yesss... I gonna luv this..." Now his voice is more growl, than verbal. She cries as she tries vainly to get away before its too late... Suddenly, Stone’s body slams into hers and pulls her hips against his, his cock goes in all the way to the hilt and she feels it instantly swells twice its size "OHFUCKINYESSSSSS.... YESS.." His body shakes as he continues to pull her back, She bawls as she feel his hot thick seed, splash ionto her body and coat her cunt, her mind reels and she almost swoons, as she feels the rich cum, spurt blast after blast into her body, his cock pulsates as it pumps and releases its grisly load.

He tried to push his cock in deeper... Pleasure courses like fire through his shaking frame and he feels balls rupture and spit again and again. She feels her unprotected womb fill up with rich seed and this makes her go into another orgasm, he body shakes and she grunts... She pushes back and enjoy the feeling of Stones seed filling up her hole, finally both reach a place where sensory overload takes over and two bodies, collapse. Her hands are free, but she cannot move. Thsi was her second and more powerful orgasm, all she wants to do now, is lay in the arms of this man, she has always loved, close her eyes and go to sleep....

Epilogue:

After waking up in the morning and screwing like rabbits for several hours, then after having breakfast and some rather interesting conversation, what she thought at first, would be a final chapter to her book of "physical love" was just the beginning. She realized that the Christian Bible was right, there are things of the spirit and things of the flesh, she would now learn to enjoy both. They took a casual walk, through the local park, enjoying the beautiful scenery, the fresh air and the sparkling, man made lake. Soon they found themselves back at the hotel, stopping only to by some food and some supplies they would share, for the rest of the weekend. She said to herself "The ministry can wait, I give the creator all but this weekend belongs to me." Laughing like two love-struck children, they head back upstairs.

Our scene opens up, with the two lovers in a steamy, hot-tub full of soapy, white bubbles. A bottle of half finished Cognac sits on the floor and a empty bottle of Champagne floats lazily in the water. The room is aglow by the soft warm light, of multiple the candles, both big and small, as many as could carry from the store. The radio station, WHUR is in "Quiet Storm" mode and the steady, soft beat of smooth R&B fills the air. He sits below her, with a champagne glass in one hand, as he uses the other to steady her full, curvaceous brown body as it slowly descends. "Easy... Now... Take it easy and slow..." He warmly says, keeping a watchful eye on her, so in her rather drunken state, she doesn’t hurt herself. Though she feels very bold (and very inebriated) still she holds onto the side of the tub and slowly lowers herself down on his hard, throbbing manhood.

His rock hard erection, grows even stiffer (if such a thing can be said) as he watches her fat round ass, covered slick in bubble-bath, lowers itself slowing into the hot water. (He’s always loved her plump round ass). "Ow ow ow ssss-ooOoo..." she says in painful discomfort, as she feels the tight opening of her anus open up and the head of his large begin its penetration. She always wanted to do this but she has always been too afraid (and too sober) to actually give it a try. She had just had her first experience of having her butt-hole suck out, and ass-fucked by his wiggling tongue, which brought her to a screaming orgasm. Now she was ready for something else to be inserted into her round ass... "I told you to take it slow..." he barks, "I AM, I AM.." She barks back, as she glides further down on his throbbing shaft. She feels her bowels slowly open up, to accept him but she still takes her time (she remembers how much pain his cock can cause) as his throbbing meat goes deeper. He has always wanted to fuck her in her ass and her tightness is slowly driving him into an ecstatic bliss. She is tight and he can feel her anal muscles slowly open, then squeeze his manhood as it adjusts to his large volume. The small confining open works it magic on him and he shoots a small jet of pre-cum into her, this adds to the soapy lubrication. Three quarters down, he can take no more, he pulls her to him and she yelps as the remaining cock slides deep.

The weight of her big ass falls on his lap and instinctively his hips pull back and then push forward "OOOHHHSHIT..." she yelps, it's not hurting her too bad but she does feel uncomfortable pleasure. As she sits on his tool, she can feel each throbbing movement, she wonders what it will feel like when he cums in her. He drops the glass and his hand moves around her body and massages her cunt, soon her clit wakes up and her body begins its slow back and forth movement. She squeezes her ass together as she pulls up, then opens it as she glides back down. His mouth is on her shoulders and soon her neck, his mouth finds her ears and his tongue goes in, he massages her clit harder and harder and her body responds in wild, writhing, bucking movements. He squeezes her fat titties with his other hand and pinch her hard nipples. Her tight opening slides up and down on his manhood it feels like a hand clamped around his tool, trying to jerk him off. The feel of her round ass, slapping against his hips takes him over the edge. Now both are caught up in a carnal frenzy... She rides his cock faster and faster, allowing his hand to massage clit faster and faster, as she rides his meat as she welcomes another sweet release.

She cums again, this time harder then she did before... This orgasm hurts.... Hurts so much, she screams and cries... Yet it is the most beautiful thing she has ever had in her life... Before she can come down from her blissful ride, her body explodes again, this time she is barely aware of the guttural roar in her ears as he cums and his cock fills her bowels with hot sperm. Her body is still riding back and forth, when the third climax rocks her body... By the time the forth orgasm is through with her, she finally learns what the expression "multiple orgasm" truly means. When her climatic episode is finally over, breathlessly she lies her head back on his chest. Her eyes close and they both drifts off into a light sleep.

At this moment, I leave my place... My mind floats up, back to my earthly body as I stare down and watch the sleeping couple lay in each others arms, under the light of burning candles. I awake in my body with and realize that I have been holding onto my manhood, it still lightly throbs, even as it shrinks into a relaxed natural state. A wet glob of goo coats my hand and underwear. I get up and go take a hot shower, change my underwear and lay back down for a good nights sleep. As I doze off, I pray that somewhere, you have felt this. That somewhere you too awoke with "messy" underwear... I pray and hope that earlier, you too decided to drift down into a meditative state and had joined me at "our Astral place." I hope, that somewhere, you felt both my heat and hard passion, through the link we share. I smile as I drift off, knowing in my heart that you did.

I smile to myself as I drift off, knowing that you too dear reader after reading my stories and filling your mind with the lustful images of my every word, have now opened your mind, heart and perhaps spirit to my wicked, lecherous, psychic lust and are now susceptible to me in your dreams. So if suddenly one night, you awake in a start, heart racing and pulse pounding from a dark dream, that someone or "something" was chasing you or all over you, holding you down... Forcing your legs open... Before you chalk it up as "just a dream" ask yourself...

Is he meditating...

Is he dreaming a "pyschic-rape" about me?

End.

Sir Peter Stone

of Daark Wood

"Imagine seeing him all the time, holding another hand...

She's staring me down so I figure that he told her who I am...

But it don't matter either way what they do or say 'cause ain't nothin' changed

he standin with her but his soul is callin' out my name.

In my mind I'll always be his lady....

In my mind I'll always be his girl..."

-Heather Headley