Alice and the Big Girl Rapist
It was ten in the morning when the man who had called about the sofa Alice was selling arrived at her door. Alice is a pretty BBW in her mid forties. Blonde 5' 3" tall weighing about 210 ponds, she is dressed in black slacks and a sensible blouse. She answers the door with a smile and the anticipation of getting rid of that old couch taking up space in her spare bedroom.
The Big Girl Rapist smiles back and steps into the home of his next victim. He looks her over. Gorgeous: large bust, hips and a bubble ass that so excites him. He admires the sway of her ass as she leads the way to the back bedroom.
The Big Girl Rapist had been trolling through For Sale ads in the local paper for the last month looking for a victim. None of his stops had yielded anything until today. God, she is perfect he thought as he felt his erection grow in anticipation.
He does a quick check of his inner jacket pocket to make sure his rape kit is ready and, as they enter the bedroom, he pulls his knife from the holster on his belt, puts a hand over Alice's mouth and presses the knife to her throat.
"Be good and I won't hurt you, Alice." He presses the knife deeper onto the flesh of her neck.
Alice's eyes grow wide with fear as she feels the sharp blade on her neck. She moans feebly.
"If you do everything I want, then you will make it out alive. If not, I will take what I want anyway and then kill you. Understand, Alice?"
Alice nods, careful her movement does not allow the knife to cut her. What does he want? Does he want money?
Then she feels his free hand groping her right breast. She moans as the Man pulls her tight to him so she can feel his erection against her bottom. The Man is a rapist. I am going to be raped; she thinks and tears flow down her face.
He grabs her by the hair and turns her around.
"Strip, Alice."
"Please don't do this. I have cash...."
The Big Girl Rapist slaps Alice across the face. "I don't want your money, Alice. I want you."
He cruelly grabs her right breast and puts his knife under Alice's chin.
"I am going to rape you. I am going to enjoy every inch of your sexy big body. The question for you is: DO YOU WANT TO LIVE THROUGH IT?"
Alice cringes as the he yells in her face.
"Answer the question, Alice."
"Y...y...yes," stammers Alice.
The Big Girl Rapist grins. " Then strip. MOVE!"
He releases Alice and she begins the long humiliating process of undressing for her Rapist.
The Big Girl Rapist enjoys every moment of the show. When he first became a rapist, he always forced his victims to strip faster. Sometimes he ripped off clothes. Now, he enjoyed watching as his victim made her shaky hands do what he wanted.
Now naked, Alice covers herself with her hands.
"Please let me go. I won't tell anyone. Please," pleads Alice.
The Big Girl Rapist laughs. " Everybody always say that. "
He puts his knife back into its holster and pulls Alice's arms behind her. He secures her wrists with a plastic handcuff tie.
"No please don't tie me. Don't hurt me, " begs Alice.
The Big Girl Rapist reaches around her body and grabs both her breasts.
"I don't want to hurt you, Alice. I just want you. I so love big girls."
He reaches down and frees his erection from his pants. He pushes his stiff cock into the crack of Alice's butt. She cries out.
"This is all for you. This is how much your sexy body has excited me. I want you, Alice and I will enjoy raping you."
The Big Girl Rapist pushes Alice down on the couch. He kneels before the sobbing woman.
"Spread your legs, Alice."
Alice obeys and feels her rapist tongue on her thighs. This is it. I am going to be raped. No last minute rescue. She was totally helpless.
The Big Girl Rapist licks and kisses Alice's sexy big thighs. He kisses up her thighs and put his lips on her clit. He takes it into his mouth and begins to suck.
Alice cries out in shock, disgust, and...pleasure? No, not that. Just because she likes oral does not mean she was not being raped.
She fights the feelings of pleasure his tongue and mouth were giving her and is successful until he pushes his finger deep inside her vaginia. She moans as her rapist finger begins to manipulate her cervix.
"Please...STOP. Don't make me, cum. You can't make me cum for you, you bastard. I WILL NOT...NOOOO..."
Alice's orgasm overpowers her and she screams in frustration, pleasure and, as the euphoria of her orgasm wanes, shame.