*** Rape sucks ass. However, fantasizing about it is not the same thing. Enjoy! ***
Jenny was my best friend. The two of us had been buddies since junior high. I was the guy she ran to when boyfriends dumped her, the one who she took as dates to formal events when she was single. I cared about her immensely-but I was sick of being the backup man. Tonight was my turn. Tonight I was finally going to have her, whether she liked it or not.
She was between boyfriends again, and we had decided to go out drinking, along with a few other friends of ours. After three or so, she began to flirt with me, like always. Normally I enjoyed the attention, but tonight it made me angry-I resented how she always used me as her boy toy when she was single. I hid my anger and played along, allowing her to dance close to me, and nuzzle against my neck during the slow numbers. When they played "Animal" by Nine Inch Nails, she was grinding her pelvis against mine. There was no way she couldn't tell I had a hard-on, as she was basically dry humping me in the middle of a crowded dance floor. Several guys around us looked at me enviously. I grinned at them as her hands roamed all over my body, sometimes slipping underneath my untucked shirt to caress my bare skin. Taking advantage of the opportunity, I felt her up over her clothes, then slipped a hand under the hem of her short skirt and ran my hands over her silky underwear. I lifted the hem and gave the nearby men a peep at her panties. She either didn't notice or didn't care.
I continued to buy her as many drinks as she wanted, and the more she drank the more touchy-feely she became with me. By midnight, she was holding my hand and grabbing my ass constantly. At last call, she asked me to drive her home. Saying goodbye to the others, I dutifully led her out of the bar and to my car, taking her home like so many nights before, the trustworthy guy friend. Tonight I would take what I was due.
At her apartment, I took out my own set of keys that she had given me long ago and let us in. She was so drunk I had to half carry her. I sat her down on the couch and then made a pot of coffee in the kitchen, then brought her a cup, with cream and lots of sugar the way she liked it. When I handed it to her and held her hands steady as she brought the cup to her lips, she smiled sweetly at me and said, "Thanks, Tim. You always take such good care of me." I urged her to down half the cup before I set it down on the side table. I sat down next to her on the couch. She snuggled up against me, laying her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. This was pretty typical as well. Soon I could hear her snoring quietly. I squeezed her breast with my free had, softly at first, then harder. She was sound asleep. I slowly eased off the couch from around her and picked up her petite frame in my arms, and carried her to her bedroom. Her bed was unmade, as usual, so I laid her down on it and tossed the rumpled blankets onto the floor. Previously, I would have tucked the blankets around her and went to sleep in the living room. But tonight would be different.
Looking at her unconscious body, a tiny smile on her lips, her blond hair splayed out around her head on the pillow, I felt my groin begin to stir. I pulled my sweater over my head and tossed it on the nearby chair, followed by my t-shirt. I stood over her for a moment, relishing this moment, as I was finally going to take control. I reached down and undid the zipper at the side of her short skirt, revealing fuchsia satin panties as I pulled the zipper down. Gently, I pulled the skirt down her hips and off her legs. She did not even stir. I ran my fingers lightly over her legs, starting at her delicate feet, past her ankles, up towards her hips, then down again on the inside of her slightly spread legs. She breathed in as I grazed the crotch of her panties, but still she did not wake. I sat down beside her and began to unbutton her shirt. I could feel the pressure in my jeans as my cock was now almost completely hard.
She was wearing a matching satin bra, with a clasp in the front. I touched the tops of her breasts gently, marvelling at the softness of her skin. She shifted on the bed, making her breasts jiggle enticingly. I undid her bra and pushed the cups to the side. Still she slept, snoring lightly. I couldn't take it anymore. I stood up, and stripped out of my jeans and boxers. My 8 inch cock sprang forward, ready for action. It wasn't the biggest dick in the world but other women have told me I use it very well. I got back on the bed and straddled her, so that my rod rested between her succulent breasts. Reaching down, I pushed her breasts together so they were squished around my penis. I began to move my hips so that my penis slid between her breasts. God, it felt so good.
I continued to titty her slowly, looking down at her unconscious face. The sense of power I felt was incredible. Watching the purple tip of my cock slide in and out of view between her large breasts, I soon became extremely aroused, and I felt the need for release. I began to squeeze her breasts tighter and thrust faster between them. I loved the way she was flopping around a bit as my thrusting shook the whole bed. I soon felt the tightness in my balls as the cum began to build up.
Just as I was about to blow my load, Jenny opened her eyes. For a moment, she looked confused, and then her face changed to an expression of disbelief as she saw my dick thrusting towards her face. She let out a half yell, half moan sound. "Tim, what the fuck are you doing?!" She said. She began to struggle beneath me. I shifted up a few inches, grabbed a handful of her hair, and shoved my twitching hard cock in between her lips. "Bite down and I'll shove a baseball bat up your ass when I'm done with you." I pinned her upper arms down with my knees and fucked her face, my hands intertwined in her soft blond hair, pulling her head up and down on my cock. My balls hit her chin every time I brought her head forward as she made gagging noises. I knew she had never deep throated someone before, which made me enjoy forcing her to do it more. Her attempts to twist and struggle out from under me made it easy for me to justify using more force with her. Slamming my cock in and out of her mouth made me come pretty quickly, and I held her head tight as I squirted hot cum down her throat, then waited until her mouth and tongue had cleaned me off completely before I let go of her head and she fell back onto the pillow.