I Don't Get It
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 Mandy. Years back I briefly dated a gal I'll call Mandy (no, not her
real name). Mandy 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.
Mandy 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 Mandy 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.
Mandy 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! Mandy 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. Mandy 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 Mandy'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 Mandy 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 Mandy 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.
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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 .
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