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Was I Raped 2

Was I Raped 2

by jnthn1
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I'm Vanessa. I'm forty one. I' married, we have one son.

I feel I'm still hot. I am a little lady at 5' 4" only 115 pounds. My breasts grew to a 36C with age and childbirth. My areolas also seemed to be getting larger and darker. My waist is fairly small at 29" although there's a little bit of baby fat I never could get rid of. I have nice hips and am able to maintain a nice tight ass doing yoga and palates.

I like when my husband takes our ten year old son on weekend trips, I encourage it. They go fishing, hunting, camping whatever he can think of to spend time with our son.

I encourage it so I have some alone time with my toys and I love to go out dressed like a slut.

I go shopping many miles away because hopefully no one we know will see me dressed like a slut. I get off on the admiring and lustful looks I get.

- - -

I'm going to have the house to myself. My husband is taking our son to a cabin fishing and hiking or whatever they find to do in their travels. Their leaving Friday afternoon for the weekend. I'm looking forward to them being gone.

Thursday night my husband fucked me as he always does before going away. He's an OK fuck, things have gotten a lot too predictable with him. He does try to get me off, sadly only once. I wish he'd use me, pound me, eat my ass. I started swallowing his cum when I gave him head hoping that would turn him on. It did but sadly he's one and done.

My alone time consists of lingerie, many toys even a butt plugs. I'm at the point where I'm sure I'd let him fuck my ass if only he would ask. Anything to break up the routine.

- - -

Saturday rolled around. I woke early as I always do.

I dress kind of slutty, A yellow crop that goes down mid tummy showing my belly button. I decided not to wear a bra although my nipples are somewhat visible if you look closely enough.

I put on a thong and skimpy shorts, a sexy pair of strappy four inch heel shoes that buckled around my ankles. I turned in the mirror and I could see a little of my ass cheeks. One thing was missing, lipstick.

I love how lipstick makes my lips look so full and so sexy. I love it when men stare at my lips as if they're imagining their cocks in my mouth.

This should get me the attention I crave.

I have an appointments to get waxed. I started waxing for my husband, I don't know if he even cares he's never mentioned anything about me being bald except the first time a couple of years ago. I wax now for myself, it's cleaner and I've grown to love the way my vagina looks especially when I use my toys.

I have several movies of home invasions and abduction. The home invasion movies really get my motor running, imagining a man pinning me down or even two men having their way with me taking me, spitroasting me even DP'ing me. Doing naughty things to me essentially raping me. Fantasies I 'm too embarrassed to share with my husband.

Next to shop for lingerie for the weekend. Then to the grocery store.

I pulled into a small strip mall I frequent. There's a big box clothing store and a few boutique shops.

I went in one of the smaller boutique stores first.

I saw a few cute camisoles. I walked over to a mirror to hold them up to me. OH MY... It's a lot brighter in the store then my bedroom and a bit on the cool side. Because of the lighting I could easily see my areolas through my top and my nipples poking out from the cold.

Eh, nobody knows me so embrace my body and enjoy. I actually lingered in front of the mirror a while admiring myself.

I got a few looks both good and bad from a few ladies. I've never had a lot of fantasies about being with another woman although I have watched girl on girl pornography. I like the intruder porn where a guy takes the two female roommates and makes them eat each other out. They seem to cum hard and by the end of the film they seem to love pussy.

I wounded if it's true feeling a woman's soft face on your thighs when she's eating you out and if her tongue is more silky, softer then a mans.

Anyway I let them look. I don't care if they're jealous or disgusted. Their in a lingerie store for the same reason I am.

I purchased red quarter cup corset with a lacy front. I paid cash just in case my husband looks at the credit card bill.

I thought this is the perfect outfit for my alone time tonight.

Next I headed to the grocery store.

In the produce section a good looking guy around thirty asked me a few questions about how to tell if fruit he was planning on purchasing was ripe.

I explained different ways I use to figure out if their at their peak ripeness.

He talked to me or should I say my chest more then my face. I was a little turned on by him admiring my girls. The cooler air had my high beams on. I could almost feel my nipples pressing against my top.

I went to check out. I noticed he was behind me in line now checking out my ass.

Admittedly I was flattered a thirty year old looked at me older then him with desire. I honestly haven't felt desired by my husband in years, that's probably the reason I like to dress like a slutty MILF and love to have men leer at me.

The cashier thanked me, I smiled, pushed my cart slowly so this man can have one last look at me walking away.

In the parking lot I heard a cart moving quickly behind me. I wanted to take a look to see if it is the guy from produce I talked with but didn't.

I loaded the few bags of groceries in my trunk, closed the trunk and pushed the cart to the cart return area.

That's when I saw him. It is the guy from the produce section. Unbelievably he's parked a few spots over from my car.

As I'm getting in my car I flashed him a smile. We pulled out at the same time his car right behind mine.

We both turned right out of the lot, then left at the light headed to the expressway. I kind of had an uneasy feeling when he followed me onto the expressway.

I noticed he changed lanes and I lost sight of his car. That made me feel better. I cranked up the AC to keep the girls on high beam. My mind started to wander, what if scenarios were playing in my head.

What if he just wanted to take me to lunch, what if he followed me home. what if he molested me in the garage?

My exit came up, I signaled to get off. At the light I looked in my mirror to see if he was behind me. I didn't see him. I admit I was a little disappointed. I enjoyed talking to him even though he talked to my girls more then my face.

I pulled into my spot the right side of the garage. I opened the door to the house, went in to shut the alarm off made a few trips back and forth bringing my lingerie and groceries in the house, hit the button to close the garage door and watched it close.

The first thing I did was to the groceries away.

I took my corset out of the bag, opened the junk drawer, found the scissors, cut the tag off. I turned to bring my new corset up to my lingerie drawer a hand clamp over my mouth and and an arm around my waist grabbing me tightly.

"Shh, don't scream and I won't hurt you."

I struggled, my attacker was too strong for me, gripping me more tightly. I could feel his hard cock against my ass

"I told you not to scream. I don't want to hurt you. If you scream or run I will hurt you, understand?"

I managed a muffed yes and nodded. That's when the health teachers voice popped into my head, "If you're being raped don't fight, don't make him hurt you. Even he acts like an animal. Don't get hurt. Give him what he wants. The attack will soon be over"

"Take anything you want, please don't hurt me."

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The attacker released me holding my hair.

"Oh my god it's you from the grocery store."

"Good you remembered."

"I may not know anything about fruit and vegetables but I know women. I thought to myself what a hot fuckin' MILF I bet she's a great fuck. I wonder if she is getting fucked hard? Treating her like a hot piece of ass. I couldn't take my eyes off of your great tits not to mention your nice tight ass"

"I'm married." I said holding up my left hand showing him my wedding ring.

"I can see that. There's nothing hotter then neglected married pussy."

He let go of my hair pulling me towards him holding me tightly against his body for a passionate deep kiss. I can't believe I responded kissing him back. His hands moved down my back to my ass, he cupped and squeezed my ass.

Our kiss broke.

He picked up the scissors I used a few minutes ago and held them up. I felt the cold metal sliding up my tummy, past the cleavage cutting open my top. My tits now free of my top. They involuntarily went on high beam. I never felt my nipples this hard.

He reached out pinching and pulling my nipples. It is a bit painful but I did not want it stop. He unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts pulling them down in one quick forceful motion letting them drop to my ankles.

He lifted me up on the island, grabbing my feet pulling my shorts off.

"Let's see what you have for me"

Again I felt the coldness of the scissors this time sliding up my leg to my thong. He cut open one side then the other. He spread my legs apart, opened the little flap covering my vagina.

"Perfect a nice bald pussy. Love your butterfly pussy lips"

"I had her waxed this morning." I didn't have to tell him that. Why did I tell him?

"Mmm nice and smooth. I love that it makes for good eating"

He began teasing my pussy, close to my pussy lips and clit. He was so slow, so deliberate in his teasing. I wanted him to touch me. I needed him make me cum, I wanted to feel the flood of sensation through my body.

I realized my legs are spread wide for him, my body wanting him, needing him.

I felt his hot breath on my pussy.

"Oh god, that's so good!" I hollered. "Oh my god!"

He's very good at eating pussy, my married pussy. Oh god what am I doing I'm married.

I chose to focus on the sensations, the thrilling sexual delight coursing through me rather than me being raped. Or am I being raped? I spread my legs willingly. I didn't resist. I didn't say no. I wanted him to eat me out. My body responding to the pleasure he's giving me, ignoring my brain.

"Be careful I have to pee."

He kept sucking my clit, tongue fucking me, eating me out.

I couldn't hold back anymore. I screamed "Holy fuck you bastard, your making me cum."

My whole body shaking "fuck" I screamed. That's when I realized I didn't have to pee I squirted! For the first time in my life I squirted.

My brain was trying to make sense of my fantastic orgasm. This stranger, a rapist made me squirt.

I laid on the island limp.

"You are a hot MILF, squirting in my mouth and on my face. I want you to taste your pussy. Kiss me."

He leaned over to kiss me. I opened my mouth for him, kissed him passionately tasting my cum and pussy juice.

He pulled his shirt over his head, then pulled the bow on his shorts reveling to me his big hard cock playing with his balls, stroking his cock.

He reached down spreading my legs open, grabbing my ankles he pulled me down to the edge of the island. Moving his cock up and down my soaking wet pussy.

His big cock invading my married pussy, stretching my pussy. My husband doesn't make me feel this full.

"Oh god, that's so good!" I hollered. "Oh my god!"

He was so slow, so deliberate. Pushing his cock into my fuck hole. I could feel every inch of him invading my pussy. Deeper and deeper. I felt him hitting my cervix then his balls against my ass.

My pussy adjusting to a new cock. I haven't had a new cock fucking me in twelve years.

I focused on the sensations, the thrilling sexual delight coursing through me, sensations I don't feel with my husband.

I was transported by his cock inside me, thrilled to be filled, glad to be getting fucked rather than me being raped.

Slowly he pulled his cock back then out.

"What are you doing? Put your cock back in."

"Put my cock in where and do what? You're married"

"My pussy, my married pussy and fuck me."

That phrase seemed to turn him on.

Slowly I could feel his cock entering my pussy, again inch by inch letting my pussy feel his cock, still adjusting to a new cock fucking me. He was so slow, so deliberate slowly sliding his cock almost all the way out then back up my pussy.

He started fucking me faster and harder banging my cervix hard.

My body responded to the animalistic way he fucked me, ignoring my brain.

I wanted to climax, wanted to feel the delicious flood of sensation through my body.

"You're a hot MILF, great body and your face is so pretty, even more pretty in the throughs of ecstasy. Your pussy is gripping onto my dick so hard. I know you like my dick hammering away at your married pussy."

god, he has such a nice cock and it is deep inside me. I'm going to cum with him and he's going to cum in my married pussy.

His pace slowed, I heard him grunt as he came. The first load of his hot cum so hard I could feel it hitting my cervix the same with the second filling my married pussy with a rapists cum. He kept fucking me, fucking his massive load of cum out of my pussy running over my asshole.

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He laid on top of me, we kissed until he went soft, his cock falling out of my pussy.

"Lets go take a shower then we can make some lunch."

"Sounds good" thinking he raped me and my body is begging for more, wishing for him to use me again and again.

We soaped each other well in the shower, he spent a lot of time rubbing my tits especially my nipples and pussy. I tried to return the favor soaping his ass, ball and cock. He made me orgasm again.

We dried each other spending a lot of time touching and feeling each other..

Not sure what he wanted to make for lunch I put an apron on.

I tied the apron and had a tit slip. I thought how sexy. I walked into the kitchen intentionally moving to have another tit slip.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Just a sandwich, we need to keep up our strength."

"I have the lunchmeat, lettuce, tomatoes out of the fridge on the island."

The same island he raped me. I was thinking to myself how I orgasmed, came like never have before. How I focused on the sensations, the thrilling sexual delight coursing through me rather than me being raped.

I quickly refocused my attention, to his hand sliding inside my apron. His palms rubbing my nipples and his hard cock between my ass cheeks. His hot breath on my neck.

"This looks like it would be good to eat" Pushing me, bending me over the island.

He buried his face in my ass. His tongue going to work rimming my asshole then to my pussy.

I moaned unintelligible cries of pleasure as he made me cum again eating me out.

My body needed him inside me again.

Still bent over doggy fashion he mounted me on the island. He placed his cock at my pussy entrance and with one hard forceful stroke buried his cock into my already wet sopping pussy. He didn't let me get used to the penetration at all, he was stroking hard into and out of my pussy. I was being raped again. I responded without thought, grateful to him and his position over me, in me. I was transported by his cock inside me, thrilled to be filled, glad to be mounted.

His cock hammered me, slapping against my and ass as he came.

He cried out, pulled back and rammed my pussy once more before collapsing onto me. He lay on me panting like a dog, whispering, "You're such a hot fuck. You bring out the animal in me."

We caught our breath, eating lunch naked of course he's telling me how he's seen me in the past at the market and always wanted to fuck me. You are the perfect MILF, great tits, hot nipples and an ass that won't quit. He especially likes the way I dress. Showing off my huge areolas, getting off on guys looking at me.

He handed me the open lace corset I purchased telling me to put this on.

I did and even modeled it for him turning slowly letting him admire my body.

"Come on" he said grabbing me, picking me up carrying me to my bedroom, the bedroom my husband and I sleep in. He threw me down on my marital bed, grabbed my ankles pulling me down to the end of the bed.

Pushing my ankles above my head burying his face in my pussy, eating my cum filled pussy out. Stopping only to kiss me, letting me taste my pussy mixed wit his cum then back down eating me out.

"Which side do you sleep on."

"This side" I said scooching over.

He grabbed my legs spreading them wide. I love it when he gets a little rough with me especially when he spreads my legs.

"Let's give you something to remember when your falling asleep."

Slowly I could feel his cock entering my pussy, again inch by inch letting my pussy feel his cock.

"You feel so fuckin' good. It's as if your pussy is grabbing hold of my dick, welcoming him fucking you."

My pussy plugged full of cock. I felt the throbbing up inside me and then it faded, replaced by a swelling sensation that turned into a rising tide of excitement. He began to pump in and out of my pussy, thrusting his cock into me and backing away. In me and out, over and over until I tensed and came with a single cry, "you fuckin' bastard."

"Yes, I am a fuckin' bastard who's fucking a hot MILF. Tell me you love being fucked like a slut."

"I do, you fuck me so fuckin' good and hard."

"Tell me your a slut, I want to hear you say it."

"I'm a fuckin' slut who want's your cum, cum in me."

I was being transformed into a mindless sex object and I was fully complicit, I felt like a fuck toy and loved every minute of this rapist fucking me.

He pulled out, then began fucking my mouth with his hard cock telling me to taste my pussy juice.

I began gagging but this merely turned him on, realizing he enjoyed forcing his hard cock deep down my throat.

He told me to suck his balls and I did sucking, licking and slurping while I moaned for his pleasure.

He held my head pushing his cock deep in my mouth, down my throat. I began gagging again.

I pushed him back. Grabbing his balls. My body needed him inside me again. I told him "fuck me, fuck me hard. I need you to cum in my pussy to put out the fire."

He pushed me over, getting on his back he held his cock up "mount me little lady."

I mounted him cowgirl. I slowly lowered myself onto his wonderful cock until I have him balls deep in me. I wiggled around on his cock then started to slowly fuck him.

"You fuckin' bastard you raped me and love fucking my married pussy."

I rode him harder and harder. I needed to cum, wanted to feel the delicious flood of sensation through my body, only he can give me.

He reached up, pulling on my nipples. I felt him release his seed inside me. That's when I came. Finally he gave me the flood of sensation through my body.

I sat on his cock until it went soft. We both fell asleep.

I woke up around ten the next morning. He was gone. There was a note in my hand that read "You're a great looking MILF, a sexy lady and a hot fuck. Call me the next time your husband goes out of town. Jon 555-1212."

A tear rolled down my cheek.

Was I raped? I never said no. I never ever would have brought him home willingly, I enjoyed him fucking me and fucking him.

I could never tell my husband. What would I say? I went out dressed like a slut, fucked this guy numerous times all day?

I'm no longer Vanessa a wife and mother, I'm Vanessa a hot fuck. My inner slut told me keep the note, you'll probably call him.

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