I've heard it said that the commonest fantasy for women is being raped. Generally it takes the form that the guy is a hunk (or very ugly) and her body betrays her willpower. The result is the greatest orgasm, even though she is forced to submit to doing things she would not dream of doing normally.
If it was not so politically incorrect to say so, I think we would find that it's also a very common fantasy of men to be that rapist. Our manly, forceful actions driving her wild with pleasure despite her protestations (we know she wants it, even if she doesn't) ultimately reduced her to a quivering, grateful wreck after multiple orgasms.
How compatible we are in fantasy, (perhaps it's our caveman roots) if only it worked in reality. What separates the real rapist from a romantic, is knowing the difference between fantasy and reality. The story below is a combination of fact and fiction – parts of it did happen but which parts?
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"So let me get this right. You want me to break into your house with a couple of friends, catch you and your work-mate Pia... Gang rape both of you... and force you and her to have sex together???"
"Yes,...uhh ... that's it exactly!...ahh... I have to have her...uhh... She's just so cute... uhh...But she's so quiet and straight...ahh... and doesn't seem at all interested in me sexually, ...uhh... even though we get on so well."
I was lying on my back at the time, my cock buried to the hilt in Julie's tight cunt, a firm, full breast in each of my hands. She was grinding her hips hard against me, eyes closed and panting with excitement as she told me her plan.
Julie and I are occasional lovers. One of us will call the other up when we feel horny and, if it circumstances and the mood are mutual, we will go out and usually end up in bed together. I met Julie at a swingers party with about 50 other people. Even now if we feel like swinging at a big party, inevitable we go together rather than with a current partner.
Julie is thirty, about five eight, with a tight, gym-toned body with curves in all the right places. She loves sex and is definitely bi-sexual, although all her relationships have all been with men. Me- my name is Ken - I'm knocking on forty, five ten and quietly pleased with the way I look. Together we looked hot, but, having both been burned in marriages earlier in our lives, we are happy to leave things as they are. We both saw other people, and perhaps we used each other between (and during) relationships, but it was a mutual understanding which suited us both and we had become quite close as friends.
I rolled her hard nipples with my thumbs as I squeezed her tits. "So tell me what she looks like"
"She's young, with a round pixie face, ...uhh... framed with a black bob of hair. Uumm! ... She's only five foot two, ... aaahh! ... but kind of gangly, with a small, body... ahh...and long legs, Her breasts ...ahh...are just right for her small frame... and she has the cutest bum on her, ...ahh... makes me want to bite it...ohh... yesss..." ,
"and what else do you want to do to Pia? " I teased, knowing that she was close to cumming and perhaps Pia was more the cause than me.
..." I want to bury my face in her pretty little cunt! ...ahh...and suck her till she dies from cumming." she gasped, grinding harder into me ..."while you ram this beautiful...uhh... fat cock...uhh... into me at the same time...aaahh!."
I lifted her up off my cock until just the tip of my cock was inside her twitching cunt and held her there.
"Nooo! ...You bastard! ...I was so nearly there ...Put it back in. Fuck me, Fuuuck meeee! ..."
" Ok, I will, but if I promise to rape you and your friend, you'd better make sure she doesn't tell anyone after...."
I flipped her off me and onto her knees, sliding just the head of my cock back into her cunt.
..."and, you have to sign a paper saying it was all your idea."
"Yeees!! OK! I'll take care of it...mmmhh...just fuck me now"
I made small trusts with just the head of my cock and held her hips hard to stop her from pushing back onto me
.." and ... you'd better act like you're being forced into it.
"Anything!" she screamed "just fucking finish me off... FUCK ME YOU FUCKER!!"
Grabbing her by the hair and pulling her head back, I slammed my cock into her as hard as I could.
"So you want me to fuck you like this while you suck Pia off, do you? " I sawed fast in and out of her cunt.
"Oh god... oh yes!... just... like... that ... aah! ...yeeessss!."
Pushing her head into the pillow, I fucked her brutally, my mind filled with the image of rape she had created
"Go on, suck that cunt ... lap up those juices you little slut." and popped my thumb into her arsehole.
"mmaaaaaaaaamff... aaaahhhh!" was the muffled reply, as Julie came and kept cumming.
I looked down at her body thrashing on my cock, her head forced down, her arse high, her fists gripping the sheets and her cunt spasming. I buried my cock as deep into her as I could and came explosively.
"Fuuuuuck! I yelled, and yanked Julie's head up by the hair, bending her back like a bow until her face was next to mine.
"Oh fuck!" ... "Yesss" ... " Oh God" ... "aahhhh" ...
As our breathing slowly settled we collapsed spoon-like onto the bed. Hugging her close I whispered in her ear -
"Fuck that felt good. I enjoy raping you and so did you. I wonder if Pia will enjoy it! I hope you know what your doing?"
She turned and smiled at me, slid down my sweaty body and sucked my prick into her mouth.
So that's why Barry, Joel and myself were hiding in Julie's kitchen. Both of them had insisted on seeing Julie's letter, telling how it was all her idea, before they agreed to come. I'd known them both for quite a while. We were drinking buddies and shared similar life-styes. Barry had introduced me to the more B&D side of life. He and I would regularly double-team a couple of ladies who really liked their sex rough, but that's another story. Joel was married to the foxiest lady, who I'd shared with him more than once, and that's an even better tale.
From our hiding place in the kitchen we watched as the girls came laughing into the lounge. I knew the sort of girls Julie had liked in the past and could see why she wanted her. Pia's four-inch heels and short skirt made her legs looked even longer. Her small breasts were high and firm pushed out proudly in the tank top she was wearing. Pia certainly knew how to make the assets she had look great, and I wondered if Julie's information that she was quiet and shy was quite so accurate. Well I'd soon find out I thought, as I slipped back into the hallway to block off any escape.
"I'll get the drinks." said Julie, moving towards the kitchen.
We burst into the room. Barry quickly held Julie and Joel grabbed Pia from behind, one hand held her wrists the other over her mouth.
"Well what have we here boys? We came for one bitch, but looks like we've got us a bonus here."
"Let me explain little darling" I said to Pia "we've been watching this bitch for a while now. Waiting to catch up with her. Ever since the time she came on to us all in a bar. ... about how hot she was ... and could we studs keep up. ... but then, she ran out on us. So we thought she would like us to pay her a visit. But it looks like you are going to have to join in the fun too, huh!"
I let my hands slide all over her belly and across her pert tits. Her eyes flew wide, she screamed into Joel's hand and struggled desperately. Julie too started to fight and yell.
"Leave us alone you bastards! I'll have the cops on you." -- pretty lame, but then my story wasn't great either and she wasn't terrified like Pia.
I stuffed a pair of her own panties into her mouth so she wouldn't have to say any more, then tied her wrists behind her back. She wasn't really going to struggle much, but I'd given Barry a free reign with her, and he did like it a bit rough. Rougher than Julie did, but what the heck, she'd just set her friend up to be raped.
I grabbed Pia by the left breast.
"Are you going to be quiet? Or do I have to hurt you?" She answered me by screaming again and trying to bite Joel's hand. I squeezed hard and her yell turned high pitched then abruptly stopped. I moved my other hand to her right breast and got her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
"Now are you going to be good?" and Joel released her mouth.
"Bastard!" and she spat in my face. I squeezed hard on both nipples... real hard.
"aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she squealed until her breath ran out. I let go and stuffed another pair of Julie's panties into her mouth, while Joel and I tied her up.
I'd already decided that I would play with Pia and make her watch, whilst Barry and Joel worked Julie over. I needed her under control and knew exactly how I wanted her.
Forcing Pia down into a lounge chair, I tied her left wrist to the inside of her left ankle, then flip her over and tied her right wrist to the inside of her right ankle. She was now half sitting, half lying on the chair, with her legs out in front her. I stood in front of her, an ankle in each hand, and slowly forced her legs apart. With her wrist tied to her ankles like that the result was the further apart I pushed her legs, the more she pulled her legs towards her face. She was young and very flexible so I kept pushing her legs wider until her knees were level with her shoulders. Joel looped a rope from her elbows, behind her knees, and round the back of the chair where he secured it..
Pia was now in a very humiliating position, vulnerable and open, ...and she knew it. ... But I wanted her scared. So scared she would be quiet and never dream of reporting this after. I slipped to the kitchen and returned with the biggest knife I could find. I reckon women are more scared of knives than guns.
"If you struggle and I'll cut you." I slipped the knife under her skirt and sliced through it. Then slowly, and very deliberately I ran the tip of the knife over her belly and under her tank top and cut that away too.
" Now let's have a look at these cute tits, hey!" Slipping the knife under her bra, I cut the cups apart. I brushed the shredded remains of her clothes off her with the knife and flicked the back of it across each nipple, which, I noticed, were as hard as bullets.
"Now, if I remove the gag, will you be quiet?" Pia, with her eyes riveted on the knife, quickly nodded her head. I pull the soaked panties out of her mouth.
"Don't cut me! ... please! ...I'll be quiet. ...just don't cut me."
"Well, you'd better hold real still now." I move the knife under the top of her panties to cut them off too. Then I noticed the big wet patch over her cunt. Well! well! - I thought – seems like this girl really gets off on rough stuff.
I gripped a hard nipple between my thumb and finger, "now don't make a noise." and I squeezed hard. ...
"mmaaaaiiiieeeeeh!" she bit her lower lip to stop the sound and breathed fast through her nose. After a little while the wet patch got visibly bigger. I cut off her panties and pressed my first and middle finger into her. Her hot cunt was soaking wet and they slid in to her like a knife through butter. I looked her in the eye and smiled. Now I was really going to enjoy this.
"Ok guys, now I've got this one under control, lets see if this other bitch is as hot as she said in the bar shall we? ...untie her and take the panties out of her mouth."
Barry removed the panties and Julie stood there taking deep breaths as Joel untied her hands.
