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I Don't Get It

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: PlumpLvr Posted on: 29 Aug 2003 1 comments
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[i]Hot rape fantasy was fun at first but had later drawbacks. [/i]I don't get it. Every so often I run across a woman who seems to have this strong fantasy about being raped. Perhaps it's the need for a strong man? Take Shelly. Years back I briefly dated a gal I'll call Shelly (no, not her real name). Shelly had blonde hair, pretty gray eyes, and was about 5'5. She was slightly plump but not bad, what was really outstanding were her huge F cup tits. Shelly had always been on the kinky side, loving wild, rough sex. She told me she had this fantasy about being raped. Having some guy force himself on her, just doing whatever the hell he wanted and treating her like shit. I didn't get it (still don't) and told her as much, but she strongly hinted (practically begged) me to play it out sometime. I told her maybe, but only after we agreed on a "safe word". If you are not familiar with the concept, a safe word is some word you can blurt out that essentially means "stop". During the throws of passion or play you might hollar "oh stop" and not mean it. But if you were to yell out "spinach", well that's something so odd it should bring things to an immediate halt. We agreed on a word, after I said maybe. Two or three weeks went by, and one evening we had a date. I don't know what got into me, but I was feeling particularly evil, not to mention horny that day. Perhaps it was also that Shelly had been a bit bitchy toward me earlier in the week too, that put me in a mood, but I decided that tonight would be the night I helped her out with her fantasy. I stopped by the house to change, put on some blue jeans and old t-shirt. I decided not to wear underwear, and also left off the socks. I thought I should probably have a weapon of some sort so as to look the part, but of course didn't want a real one. I happened to spot a bowie knife hanging on my wall, a gift some years back. It was strictly a display piece, the edge was so dull it couldn't cut soft butter but it still looked big and mean. The whole time I was getting ready I was listening to some really hard rock, to get me in a mean mood.I arrived at her place a little late, just for good effect. When she had barely opened the door I gave it a good kick, forcing it wide open. I stepped in and slammed the door, making sure it was locked in the process. Wide eyed, she looked at me and started to stammer "What the fuck..." when I interrupted."Shut up bitch. I'm tired of your shit." I said viciously. "Tonight you are gonna be my little fuck toy. So shut your mouth and spread your cunt like the good little slut you are." (Pretty good huh? I practiced it all the way over to her place.)She started to say something, I was never sure quite what, because I reached out and slapped her. Oh, not real hard, about the same force I used when I "spanked" her ass, tits, and pussy during regular sex. "I said shut up you stupid bitch, what the fuck didn't you understand about that?" Reaching out I grabbed her blouse with both hands, right at tit level, and pulled it wide open popping off most of her buttons. I then thrust it down, pinning her arms to her side. I pulled her close to me then, and began kissing her hard, forcing my tongue down her throat. I half carried half pushed her into the bedroom, somehow managing to undo her bra along the way. Shelly had managed to pull her blouse off, working her hand free, and began pushing me away. So I slapped her again, then practically threw her onto the bed. I got on top, straddling her stomach, and pulled her bra up and over her head. I put her arms up above her head, and tied them to the bedpost using her bra. I slid down and yanked her pants down and off. The whole time she was cursing me. "You son-of-a-bitch I'm gonna get you for this. Let me up asshole." That sort of thing. I'd had enough of the noise, so straddled her midsection again and pulled out the knife. I leaned down and held it against her throat. She finally shut up, but her eyes got reeeeal big. "That's better." I said. I slid the knife down and rubbed it on the bottom edge of her left nipple. "I'd hate for all that noise to distract me. I rather like your big nipples, wouldn't want to slice them off now would we?" I tried to do all this with a real maniacal look on my face, but in truth I was afraid I just looked goofy. It seemed to be working tough as she was breathing heavy and looking at me wide eyed.I thrust the blade under the leg of her panties, causing her to jump a little. I then tried to cut off her undies, but if you recall the blade was quite dull so I more wound up ripping them off. "Much better. Nothing to get in the way of my cock fucking that cunt of yours." I took her torn panties and shoved them in her twat, getting them soaked with her juices, then shoved them in her mouth. Not too deep, I wanted her to be able to spit them out if she needed to, but firm enough so they wouldn't fall out. "That'll keep you quiet." I ran the blade up and down her shaved pussy, it's juices leaking everywhere. Then I spread her cunt lips wide and rested the edge of the blade right between them. *I* knew it couldn't hurt her, but she didn't. "Don't move bitch. I gotta get more comfortable, and I wouldn't want that clitty of yours cut. She froze as I got up and quickly got naked. I got back on the bed, and began playing with her tits, leaving the knife right where it was. I sucked and pinched her nipples, and "spanked" her tits (something we normally did anyway). She was moaning, but afraid to move. I picked up the knife, and ran it over her cheek. I got right in her face and said in my best scary voice "I'm moving this, but I'm keeping it real handy, so you better fuck like a good little cum slut... or else... got it?" She nodded, eyes wide. I pulled her legs apart, and began fingering her clit. Occasionally I would slap her cunt, causing her to jump. I then began working my fingers into her cunt, eventually getting three in her. I hooked them so I would hit her g-spot, and combined tugging on it with one hand, while rubbing her clitty with the other. I also sucked and bit her tits, not just her nipples but all over making them red. Normally she gets real sensitive when I finger fuck her g-spot, and I have to stop right after she cums. I'd always wondered what would happen if I just kept going, and since I was in charge that night... I kept going! Shelly came hard, her legs clamping together and her moaning through her panties. I kept going, and she just kept bucking and trashing around on the bed having this one long continuous cum. I'm not sure how long I kept this up, maybe as long as ten minutes when she yelled really loud, even through her panties. Her ass came off the bed, high in the air as her legs pushed it up, and she began gushing all over the place. I'm not sure if it was piss or cum, or a good mixture, it was just hot and wet and went everywhere. Then she collapsed on the bed, and I realized she'd passed out! Well damn. I let her rest for a minute, or to be more precise I needed a rest, and wanted to calm down a little myself for fear of blowing my own load too quick. After several minutes she started to stir. Hit by a notion I grabbed the knife and slapped her a little. "Hey, bitch! Wake up! C'mon, wake up!" Her eyes opened to see me welding the knife again."Dumb cunt, how the fuck am I supposed to have any fun with you if you pass out like that. Now it's time for some real fun." I moved between her legs, thrusting them apart. I got in position, then slammed my cock into her cunt as hard, and as forcefully as I could. Even through her gag I cold hear her gasp. I repeated, over and over and over. I just kept thrusting as hard as I could, literally slamming my crotch against hers. Under me she was thrashing about, and somewhere along the way had knocked the panties out of her mouth. "Oh god yes... fuck yes..." she was moaning, so I just left them out. I have no idea how I kept from blowing my load, I was like a man possessed. I neither exaggerate nor brag when I say I kept pounding away for a good twenty five minutes. She kept cumming, and was totally delirious by this point. She was pretty wet and I was no longer getting really good friction, so I decided it was time for a tighter hole. I pulled her legs up and even higher in the air, and positioning just right slammed my cock forward again, only this time it was into her tight ass hole. Shelly let out a loud gasp and instinctively tried to clamp down, but was so wet I had slid it all the way in before she could react. I held it there a moment until she loosed up, then I began fucking her ass."Oh yeah baby, what a nice tight shit hole you have. Damn my cock feels good." All she could do was moan, rolling her head from side to side. I reached in and began finger fucking her again, making sure to get her g-spot. With the other hand I was slapping and pinching her now abused tits. She began shaking and I felt her ass tightening up on my cock as more cum (or pee) began gushing out of her pussy. Her screams filled the small room along with the aroma of sex. I gave her ass several more pumps, then felt like I was about to loose it. Deciding to finish with a flourish, I pulled out and rapidly moved to the head of the bed. She was still shaking from her orgasm when I grabbed her by the hair and rammed my cock straight in her mouth. I totally lost it as I began screaming at her."Oh yeah bitch suck my cock! Suck my shit coated cock you whore! You slut come on lick your cum off my prick. OH yes! Take my cum oh dammit! FUCK!" I shook and began unloading the biggest load of cum in my life. She gagged, but I didn't give a shit, I just kept slapping her face with my cock while it shot cum all over her. I let go of her head, letting it plop back onto the pillow. We were both breathing hard as I looked down at her. "Damn you are a good little cock sucker." I looked down at my wet crotch and thighs. "But damn bitch, look at me, you soaked me down with all your cunt cum and piss. I got have a mind to piss on you." I really wasn't serious when I said it, but she looked up at me and got a big smile on her face, and sort of nodded. Deciding 'what the fuck' I relaxed a bit and shortly my cock, which was dangling right above Shelly's face, was shooting a stream of hot piss. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, as I sprayed. As my stream got harder I aimed it at her tits, belly, and even managed to get a little towards her pussy. As it ebbed I moved back up, letting flow over her face and mouth. When it was drained I leaned in and shoved my dripping member back into her mouth for her to lick off. I rolled, collapsing on the bed beside her. I freed her arms and we fell asleep like that, covered in sweat, piss and cum. I woke up in the morning to find Shelly giving me a blow job. When she saw I was awake she pulled me on top of her into a sixty nine position. I was eating her out good when my mouth got flooded with a wet salty liquid. Damn if the bitch wasn't pissing! I was so wild with lust though, I just kept right on going eating her sweet cunt. I did manage to return the favor, although I had to really concentrate to relax enough to piss. She kept right on sucking me in and out of her mouth, my piss flooding out over her face and neck. We kept on until we came together in an orchestra of moans and slurping. My cock was still throbbing when Shelly pushed me off and moved up to kiss me, our body fluids mixing around our tongues. Well, we eventually showered, then she made me take her to the mall to buy her a new blouse and undies to replace the ones I'd torn off the night before, plus a few extra outfits for good measure. At the time she told me it was the greatest, kinkiest, raunchiest best sex she'd ever had.So it came as quite a surprise when, about three weeks later she broke up with me. A large part, she said, was the "rape" fantasy we'd done. She said she had been really terrified when I pulled out the knife. It wasn't until I was rubbing it under her cheek and she felt how dull the blade was that she realized what I was doing. Since then she had a real hard time resolving the sweet, nice me with the evil maniac that had come bursting in on her. Part of her never wanted the bad me out ever again, and a deep dark part of her really really did and she didn't like it. So finally she decided she just couldn't handle it anymore, and that was that. So I guess the moral of the story is caution. If you ever decide to live out this sort of fantasy be aware it could have some really serious drawbacks. Although I gotta admit it was THE hottest fuck I've ever had.-----I hope you enjoyed this. If you got off while reading this, please let me know! If anyone wants to swap stories, or has questions you can e-mail me at plumplvr@hotmail.com .