This is a work of fiction and is intended to be entertainment for adults in locations where it is legal. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it. Real rape is a terrible thing. I would never really hurt anyone in that way. But fantasy rape and role play is a turn-on for many of both sexes.
“Boy, I’m glad I made it tonight,” Amy thought.
After getting off work late, Amy had decided to have a late night workout anyway. She stepped lively on the stepper machine, with sweat rolling down her cheeks. It just feels so good and refreshing, much like her outdoor walks in springtime. She’d really needed this work. After Jim left her a year ago she’d found herself emotionally frazzled. She’d also been, by most estimates, quite frumpy. Now, Amy was beginning to feel alive again. She’d lost 30 pounds, had tons of energy, and a great ass - definitely, a great ass.
Thirty-two year old Amy loved her new body. Guys were staring, and she’d noticed. She’d blushed at first, but now she craved it. It felt so good to be wanted and it stirred her juices. Any other day she’d have worn a body suit and a thong to get the guys going. Tonight, though, she’d been in a rush and went back to her old standby – shorts and tee shirt.
“More comfortable, anyway,” she’d thought.
Stepping and listening to her disc player was taking her miles away from reality - away from awareness. It was WAY past closing. She hadn’t noticed the place clearing out, the lights dimming, the doors locking and the small group of admirers lifting in the corner. She just kept on stepping away.
Jake and Chris smelled pussy. They hadn’t seen this sweetheart before, but she was a delight to watch. Nice long legs, sweetest ass and silky long blond hair. She’d do nicely. She was a bit older, but that had never stopped them before. “Convincing” older girls was quite fun, actually. Being carpet layers they’d had many an opportunity for that sort of conquest. They always took advantage.
As Jake spotted for Bill, their tatooed friend, he glanced over at Chris. Their eyes met and they both knew what was going down tonight.
“Man, she’s hot! I bet she doesn’t know what time it is,” said Chris.
“I locked the doors about 20 minutes ago. She must have missed the announcement with those headphones on,” said Bill, also the gym’s manager.
“Well I’m here for a full body workout. I think we’ve found the right machine for my cock!” exclaimed Jake. “Her ass is mine.”
Amy continued to step. With her back to the boys she was completely unaware as Jake approached her. He tapped her on the arm. Totally fuckin’ startled, Amy lost her stepping rhythm and began to fall from the machine. Jake caught her with his muscular hands, one under her crotch, the other around her cupping her left tit.
Amy was pissed! Totally shaken and embarrassed, she was still quite aware of his indiscretions. “What the fuck were you doing? You could have hurt me!” she shouted as Jake released her.
Nobody touched her that way, certainly not some little college kid. Not even if he was hot, like this one. “Keep your hands off me!” she demanded.
Jake raised his hands in the air, “Sure thing, baby. Just wanted to let you know this place is closed”.
Amy took a quick look around, “Oh shit! Still, you should keep your little boy hands where they belong.” She bent over, purposely sticking her ass toward his face and grabbed her towel. Jake had had enough.
He grabbed her arm and slapped her hard on the ass. Amy whirled around to face him and give him an ear full to remember. But Jake wrenched her arm up in back and pulled hard on her pretty blond hair. All she could manage was a few yelps as Jake grabbed complete control. Jake was ready for some action.
“Owwwww! You’re hurting me!” Amy cried.
Looking straight into her eyes Jake gave it to her, “You think you’re hot stuff, don’t you, girl? Sticking your ass in my face. Well baby, I’ll show you. This little boy is gonna be balls-deep in that hot little ass. How’s that sound, Huh? You’re mine cunt and then I’ll give you to them.” Jake spun her around, with her back to him, to get a look at Chris and Bill.
“Oh fuck!” Amy thought. This guy wasn’t the normal college boy. Most would have walked away when an older woman yelled at him. He was strong, too. Too strong.
“Leave me alone, dammit! Get your hands off me!” she gasped.
She struggled but only managed to rub her hot ass against his growing cock. She was in serious trouble. She hadn’t had good cock, any cock, since before her husband left. Now she was in for it. Amy didn’t want her next time to be like this.
“Come on guys. It’s been a nice joke, but I have to go home. Ok?” Amy pleaded.
Jake pulled her tight to him, grinding his cock against her ass, “Nice try, bitch, but my cock needs some attention.” He pushed her down to her knees. “Time for some action, baby” He grabbed two handfuls of hair and pulled her face to his now rock-hard manhood.
Amy tried to pull away but he kept her aligned with her hair. “No, please,” she cried.
He released one hand and slapped her across the face. She yelped and began to sprout tears. He grabbed her chin and made her look up at him.
“Now pull my little boy dick out, slut,” he demanded.
