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TODAY'S FREE RAPE STORY |
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The Nice Guy met Julie Anne and her husband during a church dinner. He took to Julie Anne right away: size 18, nicely dressed in a simple dress and hose. He also noticed that Julie Anne liked him as well. She brought him drinks, smiled and laughed with the Nice Guy when her husband was not around.
By the end of the night, the Nice Guy had won a invitation to Julie Anne's home the next day to help her with some home repair. Since it was in the early morning, with her husband at work, the Nice Guy agreed. If the bitch wanted it, he was going to give it to her...
The next morning, Julie Anne checked her make-up in the mirror when her husband had left for the day. She was expecting company and she felt like a school girl again.
Not that she would do anything stupid, she was a Good Wife. But a little flirting...
The door bell rang and Julie Anne welcomed the Nice Guy into her home...
The Nice Guy smiled at Julie Anne. She was wearing a simple blue dress, tan hose and black flats. A strand of pearls were around her neck. Very Donna Reed. Very Sexy. The Nice Guy carried his tool box into the house. It was his rape kit, sans the condoms. He figured that if this cunt invited him in, she deserved the full treatment.
"So where do you want to start,"she asked smiling at him.
The Nice Guy slide is knife from his belt. "Your pussy."
Julie Anne stepped backed away in fear." What...?"
The Nice Guy grabbed Julie Anne by her hair and placed the knife to her throat.
"I said your pussy, Julie Anne. I am going to rape you."
Tears sprouted from Julie Anne's face."Don't..please..."
The Nice Guy pressed the knife tip to Julie Anne's chin.
"I do what I want cunt. And so will you. Take off the dress. NOW!"
Sobbing, Julie Anne unzipped and worked her way out of her dress. She felt the Nice Guy use the knife to slice the straps on her slip and her bra.
"Take off the slip and bra."
"Please stop," begged Julie Anne. "I 'm a married women..."
The Nice Guy whacked Julie Anne in the temple with the butt of the knife. Julie Anne would have slid to the floor, but he was holding her by the hair.
"If you were such a Good Wife, you'd never invited me in the house. Now do what I say or I will slice you. DO IT!"
The Nice Guy pulled Julie Anne to her feet. A stunned Julie Anne obeyed and now was only dressed in her pantyhose and heels. She felt the Nice Guy's hands on her breasts.
"Very nice tits, Good Wife. What size?"
"38 C." Julie Anne flushed red from embarassment.
"Excellent. Now take me to your bedroom. Don't try to run away: I will kill you."
The Nice Guy picked up the tool box and pushed Julie Anne ahead of him. Julie Anne slowly walked into the bedroom she shared with her husband.
The Nice Guy pushed Julie Anne on the bed. Taking duct tape from the tool box, he bound Julie Anne's wrists in front of her. Julie Anne began to cry and her body shook with fear. This turned the Nice Guy on.
He tied her arms above her head and to the head board with nylon cord. He then used two more pieces of cord to bind Julie Anne's legs above her head so she was spread and open for him. Julie Anne cried out in humilation and pain.
The Nice Guy pulled off Julie Anne's heels. He kneeled between her legs and looked down at his latest victim.
"I am going to rape you now Julie Anne. You are about to go from a Good Wife, to a whore."
The Nice Guy took the tip of his knife and slit through the crotch of Julie Anne's 'hose and her panties. He began to suck and bite Julie Anne's clit.
Julie Anne cried out as she felt the Nice Guy's tounge on her most private parts. Something not even her husband did. It was revolting, and exciting. She felt the warmth of pleasure pass through her.
The Nice Guy felt the moisture of Julie Anne's excitement on his tounge. He sucked harder, and slid a finger inside her pussy.
Julie Anne gasped as the Nice Guy sucked her clit as he pumped his finger in and out of her. She felt herself getting excited. More than she has ever. Her breath came quicker. She was going to...
"I'm CUMMING...NO...." screamed Julie Anne. Her orgasm racked her body with pleasure and shame. She had cum for her Rapist.
"Now you are My Whore," taunted the Nice Guy."You will never be a Good Wife Again."
And to make his point, the Nice Guy mounted Julie Anne and drove his hard cock into her.
Julie cried and cried as the Nice Guy raped her. She didn't even feel as he pinched and slapped her large breasts. Even when the Nice Guy grunted and shot his dirty seed inside her, all Julie Anne could think of was that she had cum for the man who had raped her.
"You are a great piece of ass, Julie Anne. You are wasted on that turd you are married to." The Nice Guy rolled off her and watched his cum leak out of Julie Anne's pussy.
"Untie me, please. It hurts." She looked up at her Rapist with pleading eyes.
The Nice Guy was about to untie her when he heard the front door open. He quickly placed the knife against Julie Anne's throat.
"Not a sound," he whispered. Julie Anne nodded, eyes wide in fear.
The Nice Guy walked slowly out of the bedroom with his knife and was greeted with the sight a younger version of Julie Anne in a cheerleaders uniform.
Then it hit him; it was Meghan, Julie Anne's eighteen year old daughter. She was an easy size sixteen, large breasts, blonde hair tied in a pony tail. His cock grew right away. This was like a Penthouse letter.
He moved slowly around Meghan.
"Mom, I'm home early. Mom..." , Meghan called out.
The Nice Guy put his hand over Meghan's mouth and the knife and put the knife to her throat.
"I'll take you to your Mom." He dragged the girl into the bedroom. Her eyes went wide as she saw Julie Anne tied to the bed.
"Look what I found," said the Nice Guy to Julie Anne.
Julie Anne pulled against her bounds.
"Don't hurt her you bastard!"
The Nice Guy pressed the edge of the knife against Meghan's throat.
"I will if you don't behave."
Julie Anne calmed down. "Don't please..."
The Nice Guy grabbed Megahn's hair.
"If you don't want me to hurt your Mother, you wil obey.Understand?"
"Yes..." said Meghan.
"Good, now bend over, put your hands on the bed."
Meghan obeyed. Tears fell from her eyes as she felt the Nice Guy slice through her spankies. She felt his lips on her clit.
"Watch me fuck your daughter, Julie Anne, or I will kill you both."
Julie Anne turned her tear filled eyes and watched her Rapist lick her daughter. Meghan tried to keep her face impassive, but she was giving in to the pleasure. Tears of shame welled up in her. She looked away from her Mother.
The Nice Guy rammed a finger into Meghan, then laughed.
"You are a fucking virgin!"
"Yes. Please stop.." begged Meghan.
The Nice Guy rammed his finger brutally inside Meghan, breaking through her hymen. Meghan screamed.
"Too late." The Nice Guy continued to pump his finger inside Meghan.
The initial pain passed, replaced by warmth. The Nice Guy sucked her clit.
"Oh God, what is happening...OH...!" Meghan screamed as her first orgasm took her.
The Nice Guy replaced his finger with his cock and pump in and out of Megahn's tight pussy. Meghan's pleasure was replaced with shame as the Nice Guy raped her.
When the Nice Guy shot his cum inside Meghan, she was relieved. But fear shot through her as the Nice Guy bound her wrists behind her with duct tape and pushed her to the floor. He then bound her ankles together.
The Nice Guy looked as his two Victims. Both were crying. Both had his cum drying in their pussys.
It had been a good morning.
He sat in a chair. The Afternoon was yet to cum... |
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