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“Wha –Mmmm!”
— before I gagged her with my hand and crushed my other around her waist, pinning her left arm to her side. I could feel the softness of her white terry cloth bathrobe through my sweatpants and black turtle neck shirt. God, she felt amazing, and I wondered if she could feel my own heart hammering in my chest as much as my nine inch hard-on pressing against her ass.
Her wet scream grew louder as my lips ravished her neck, gluing them to her soft, creamy white skin while her free right hand gripped my wrist in a vain attempt to free my gagging hand. I was too strong, and in the hall way mirror she caught sight of her attacker — me, a tall black man in a ski mask hoisting her sexy nineteen year old kicking body off the floor and back down the hall towards her bedroom.
“Don’t say a Goddamn word and I won’t hurt you,” I breath into her ear.
Her scream dropped to a whimper as I allowed her head to nod in agreement.
“I … I don’t want to hurt you, I just … God, I think I’m in love with you … Anne.”
Her eyes went wide in shock, her legs in knee-high socks stopped kicking.
“Yes … I know who you are,” I began. “I know that your roommates are gone for the entire length of Spring break and that you’re alone in this house. That’s why you showered with the music blasting tonight, and didn’t hear me sneak in through your back window in the kitchen, and why you walked out of the shower in just your bathrobe, and headed down to the basement to do a load of laundry.”
Using a foot I pushed open her bedroom door and dragged her in, still holding her in front of me. She began to struggle more. God she was like a wild cat under her robe and it was turning me on even more.
“So in the time you were down there I crept upstairs here to your room for a little surprise.”
I forced her to turn around and still gagging her I flicked on the wall switch with my other hand and grabbed her again before she could react. It didn’t matter. Her body jumped with shock. The covers of her bed had been removed leaving only her pillows, yet tied to her head board were lengths of silk scarfs, ones I had found in her closest. Tied to each of the bed’s back feet were single pairs of her silk nylon stockings. Her rape bed was ready.
“NO! –mmmmm!” she tired to scream and thrashed even more allowing me to catch the clean aroma of her light chestnut colored hair and a flash of her hazel eyes through her glasses. I pushed her forwards towards the bed, and in her knee high Harry Potter gold and maroon colored socks she couldn’t find traction. At the last second I twisted around and allowed myself to fall back first on her bed, crashing with her on top of me. She tried to scream again, and I caught the first snatch of her teeth against my hand.
“NO BITING!” I warned and she stopped. She was sobbing now. Pulling my hand away form her lips I forced her chin towards me and our eyes meet in an electric moment of contact. I wondered if she realized who I was. Than I kissed her, it was tender and sweet, a silky touch that nearly made me cum right then and there. I pulled away and our eyes met again.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I whispered, and I could tell her eyes were searching mine, grasping at a sense of recognition. I didn’t give her the chance.
I kissed her again, kissed her in a full, opened wet mouth kiss. God, her lips were soft!. Caught completely by surprised she did nothing as I raped her mouth, my tongue forcing its way into hers, twisting with wild abandon. Our heads, and chins turned one way than another as our chest heaved with passion. Perhaps it was by instinct, or fear of fighting back, but she kissed me just as deeply and moaned with pleasure. Slowly I shimmed us up higher towards the head of the bed, my left arm wrapped around her left arm, across her waist where my hand grabbed her shapely right hip. Still holding her this way against me I moved up until my head found a pillow under it and I allowed her head to rest against my right shoulder. We continued kissing, slowly, moaning to each other with hungry passion. Then softly, and gently my left arm moved, and lifted aside a flap of her white bathrobe exposing her sexy white panties.
Suddenly, she gasped as if waking from a dream.
“No! Stop! How dare you! … fucking bastard! Let me g — ”
I kissed her again, and this time my fingertips touched the smooth silky fabric of her panties. Breaking from our kiss I lifted my head and spied down upon what I had fantasied about for months. Her panties were lacy white and transparent below the line of her pubic hair. They were high cut on her hips, but not the Victoria Secrets brand that I wondered if she wore, and certainly not the granny panties I was afraid she would be wearing too. For weeks I would stare at her ass through her jeans as she walked out of my lecture hall debating who she was under her clothes.
Anne was a sophomore film major in my history of film class. At no more than five-five, her short full body hair was cut in a cute (but oh God so sexy) style that allowed it to hover just above her shoulders, exposing the flawless nape of her neck. She wore glasses that gave her a nerdy vibe, hiding hazel colored eyes. She was far from the turn-the-boys-heads type as she never wore daring or revealing clothing. Instead, she came to class regularly in simple beige or gray T-shirts, black jeans and shoes, sometimes with a white sweater jacket, but none of them could hide the full 36 B breast of her sexy body with trim hips and a taut stomach I knew lay underneath — even if she was doing everything to conceal that fact. A tactic that seemed to be working for everyone in her class, except for me, her professor.
With one hand I forced her chin back toward me as I passionately kissed her again, while my left hand caressed the teased the waistband of her panties. She snapped her head away as her right hand clamped down on my left stopping it cold from slipping blow her undergarment.
“NOOO!” she screamed and forced my hand away “LET! ME! GOOO! — FUCKING ASSHOLE!!” Her nails dug into my wrist and forearm, but she couldn’t stop my fingers from pushing closer towards her pussy.
“What’s the matter, Anne?” I whispered in her ear. “Never had someone want to rape you before?”
I raped-kissed her again as my fingers caressed over the contours of her panties, feeling the fabric of her lace like it was an exquisite form of braille. Her hips thrashed to escape my touch and my cock loved the feeling. I rubbed my fingers lower until they slid over her pussy pressed tight against her panties. Instantly I could feel how wet and hot she was. She gasped at my first touch and ripped her lips away from mine. Knotting a handful of her hair in my first I forced her head back to me and savagely kissed her again. I lifted my fingers and forced them under her lacy garment and grazed the top half of her pubic hairs. Her legs kicked out in fear and began to squeeze together while I assaulted her with more hungry kisses, Frenching her lips and tongue. She screamed through my lips, turning me on more. Her ass wiggled over my raging hard on, but I wanted to savor this moment. I wanted to make her to cum as much as I did.
“I can’t believe how beautiful you are,” I panted between kissed, “How do you not have a boyfriend?”
“No!” she whimpered and tears began to roll from her eyes. With a surge of will she snapped her head away again and I pressed my lips to her neck sensuously kissing down to her shoulder. Her thrashing had widen the cinched top of her bathrobe giving me my first glimpse of her sexy, heaving breast. Christ I almost came. Slowly my fingers snaked their way down through her velvety pussy hairs, the texture indescribable, as I heard her catch her breath through her clinched lips and tremble. Her legs slightly parted.
“I won’t hurt you … ” I breath again as I felt her ass grind against my cock. “I just want to make love to you … ”
Deeper my fingers pushed. Her hips began to rise off the bed. I kissed her neck and back, biting the edge of her bathrobe with my teeth, pulling them off her shoulder. My right hand cupped her full upturned breast through the terrycloth rope as it edged away from her tits revealing bubble gum pink nipples as hard as rose thorns. She gasped and screamed as my fingers suddenly touched one, again and again while almost at the same time I soothed the clit of her swollen wet pussy.
She moaned through her tears. She was so wet and instantly my fingers began to play with her private spot while I kissed back up to her neck egging her to turn back to me. Her lips found mine and we kissed again in a smoldering lip lock.
“Who … are you?” she whispered with building gasp. My fingers strummed her clit, my hand squeezed her breast — God they were firm as hell!, while she spread her legs as full as possible. Pressing all of my fingers together I pushed down deeper past her clit and over the flooded opening of her pussylips. She was dripping, hips pushing into my hand pressed into her Venus mound under her tight silky panties. Her moans grew as we kissed deeper and this time it was her that was French kissing me. And them I did it — my middle finger slipped into her tight pussy causing her hips to shoot into the air.
“OH GOD!!!” she screamed.
I undid the belt of her bath rope with one hand and whisked it open revealing the full beauty of her naked body. I finger fucked and kissed her. Lovingly her free hand gripped the wrist of the hand fingering her while I squeezed, and pinched the pert nipples of one breast than the other. She was building, I could both feel and hear it in her body. I increased the rhythm of my strokes, my finger was a piston driving her pussy — fully in, fully out — while her right hand gripped the sheets of the bed. Her eyes pressed shut as she threw her head back, perfect upturned breast jutting high into the air.
“OH! … OH! … OH! …. OH GOD! OH GOD! OOOOHHHH GODDDDDDD!”
Her hips slammed back down to the bed, again, and again. Three times she came before her shuddering body collapsed on top of mine completely spent. Slowly we kissed one another before my lips moved higher kissing away her tears.
“Thank you … I … I don’t know what to say,” she began, almost apologetic in a drained, sleepy voice before she passed out in my arms. I smiled.
“You don’t have to say anything,” I answered. “Beside, who said this was over.”
Slowly I untangled myself from under her and stood to the side of her bed. She laid spread out on the bed, her bathrobe unfurled beneath her looking angelic and sexy as hell in just her panties and knee high socks. My cock was screaming for release, and I knew I could not contain myself for long, but I wanted to to this right. Working fast I slipped my shirt and sweats off, instantly feeling the cooler temperature of the room breeze against my standing nine inches. I flicked away my sneakers. Next, I climbed back on the bed, fully removed her bathrobe and began to tie her wrist to the scarfs on each side of the headboard. Twice my cock brushed against her cheeks and lips forcing me to clinch my abs to stop from cumming. Releasing a cleansing breath I moved to the foot of bed and tied her feet. Jesus the feel of her nylon stockings felt incredible as I tied them around her ankles.
She groaned and I knew she’d be awake soon.
Moving quickly I began to set up what I first saw when I sneaked into her room. Anne had her own digital video camera and tripod. Setting it up in a perfect three quarter angle view of the bed, I opened a fresh mini-DV tape cassette, popped it in and hit play/record. The red light want on. Slowly I began to stroke myself and moved over on top of her. Again her beauty made my heart leap in my chest. Lowering myself on top of her I felt my cock brush against the silk and rough feeling of her panties until my balls were pressed against the fabric and the shaft of my dick rest on the smooth skin of her left hip. I planted my hands on either side of her breast and lowered my lips closer to her. I drank in every line and curve of her face from her spiky eyebrows to her full burgundy lips and elfin chin. Softly I kissed her tenderly on her lips and found my cock chambering down to rub against her pussy through her soaked panties.
She stirred.
I kissed her again, nibbling her bottom lip, succulently pulling at it before lowering to kiss and tongue the contours of her chin.
She breathed lightly in a musical note. I kissed down her neck, feeling my heart pounding against my ribs. My forearms pressed the outer sides of her breast crushing them together into perfect busty hills as my lusty lips and tongue kissed lower with a husky moans. I lovingly licked up and down the deep cleavage of her breast, until I couldn’t wait anymore. I looked up and smiled. Her eyes began to stir, and I knew the moment was right. Slowly with sucking kisses I slipped my lips over the curve of her right breast and closed over a single pert nipple.
“Wha? … ” she mouthed, then screamed. I clamped my lips over her tit and sucked her nipple with all my might. Anne screamed as loud as she could and thrashed to get away but my binds had her tied tight to the bed.”
“NO! Please, stop! NOOOO — NOOO — OH! OOOH– OH! OH!”
I sucked her tit with wild abandon lashing my tongue over the harden nipple like a slave-owners whip, then I’d circle around the tender patch of her areola causing her to scream again and shudder then I jumped back to sucking again. She bucked under me, legs kicking and pulling to escape from their nylon restraints.
“Scream!” I urged her. “Scream all you want!” God it was turning me on! “I’m going to fuck you all night!”
And I knew I could. Her Philadelphia brownstone was in a quiet neighborhood. The home next to hers was empty with a rent sign in a window. The lights of her other neighbor’s home had been off all day. Her hands balled into fist as her arms jerked against the scarfs securing her to the headboard. Her head lashed from side to side as her back arched off the bed jutting her breast into my waiting mouth. I lashed one arm under her back while my other squeezed and kneaded her massive left breast. Faster and faster my cock was grinding against her pussy through the translucent fabric of her panties sloshing her hip and sheets with loans of pre-cum.
Lovingly I moved to kiss and suck her other breast while my free hand gagged her mouth.
“OH God … what are you doing to me?” she screamed between my fingers.
“I’m raping you, Anne. I–I can’t stop myself. You’re so beautiful! You’re all I think about!”
I removed my hand from her mouth, pulled my other out from under her back and crushed her breast in my grip. I was going insane with lust as I kissed, nipped and sucked one breast, and than the other. Anne threw her head back and screamed again, arching her back fully into the air. I ripped myself away and began to kiss down the firm muscles of her belly, slipping my tongue into her navel. She half shrieked and giggled and instantly I knew she was ticklish there. My hands smoothed down her sides and slipped around the contours of her hips and squeezed her ass.
“God you’re perfect.” I said, looking up and meeting her eyes. Her expression was a mixture adrenalin, terror and heady arousal. For a brief second she smile, and I smiled back. She was loving this as much as me. She was loving me raping her.
I lovingly showered her panties with long soft kisses, dropping lower over her Venus mound until I could feel the heat and aroma of her moist pussy. I gave long lashing licks over her lips through her panties causing her to moan and gasp with short hitching breaths. I licked again, and again, savoring each delicious taste while my cock rubbed against her sheets and smashed its head into the underpart of her left knee.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I hooked my fingers under the waistband of her panties and wrenched them down. She screamed again.
“NO! Please, I beg you!”
“Oh? Try and stop me, Anne. I’ve got you tied up and helpless. You’re my prisoner and now … I’m going to fuck your brains out!”
I ripped her panties completely off exposing neatly trimmed dark brown hair above a clean shaven pussy.
“NNNNOOOO! YOU — YOU FUCKING NIGGER!” she shouted between clinched teeth. “You won’t get away with this!”
A savage wail escaped her as she jerked and heaved at her scarf ties with all her might while trying to push her thighs together. Her tits wiggled and bounce with each of her wild tugs. I gently kissed the smooth skin of her upper thighs and pried her knees apart. Christ she was strong, but not strong enough. I spread them wide and gazed upon my prize. Swollen and flushed I could see her juices dripping from her. I moved my lips closer and hovered above her opening and gently blew. She whimpered as her breast heaved with anticipation.
Then I licked her.
A silent scream was frozen in her throat and I swallowed a mouthful of her juices — once again I almost came! I licked her again, slower this time, savoring every second of her velvety pussy lips, as her ass lifted off the bed. Another long lick was followed by another and another and once more my cock rubbed against the white cotton sheets of her bed. Cupping each of her butt cheeks I pulled her into me and licked, this time inserting my tongue all the way into her wet vaginia and swirled. A sharp noted ‘OH” escaped her and I could tell she loved every second of my actions.
I swirled again.
“Oh!”
and again.
“OH!”
Over and over, building her up again as my fingers squeezed her butt cheeks and played with her asshole. My cheeks and chin were drenched with her juices. Faster and faster I spun my tongue causing her to arch her entire body off the bed until I could tell she hit a plateau. I shifted quickly, knowing I was saving the best for last. I slide my tongue upwards and sucked on her clit. Instantly she cried in pleasure while my hands worked as one. The index finger of my right hand slammed deep into her pussy while my left hand reached up and grasped her right breast squeezing and flicking my thumb over her hard nipple. Her eyes went wide under her glasses at this suddenly change in tactics while I continued to build her without a pause. Her legs quivered uncontrollably, beating and slapping at my shoulders with her knees while I sucked with all my might on her clit.
“YES! YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD! ….”
I was moaning in rhythm to her own, slamming my finger in deeper and deeper. She sucked in a breath, crushed me with her knees and screamed her loudest cry of the night.
“OH! OOHH! OOOOHH! … THAT’S IT! … THAT’S IT! … THAAAAAAT’S … ”
Her ass bashed into the bed as she came in multiple orgasms once again within the last ten minutes. I teased her with long licks of her clit causing her to jump and shudder in heart pounding gasp, until slowly she settle back into the support of her mattress. Her panting breaths filled the room.
“Now … it’s my turn,” I announced with a cunning grin. She looked down at me and suddenly gasped as I stood and she saw the full magnificence of my nine inch cock.
Once again she tired to fight against her restraints but in her spent and weakened state she had almost no strength left.
“No — please!” she pleaded, “You’re — you’re TOO BIG!”
“I know,” I growled back and climbed over on top of her, kissing her ribs and the sides of her breast until I found her nipple again. She wiggled under me.
“OH! stop!!! Please, don’t, I-I don’t want this, I don’t want to get pregnant!” she implored. Her hazel eyes took my breath away. I smiled and squeezed her breast with both my hands as my lips nuzzled up her neck.
“I told you I was going to fuck you all night, but don’t worry, I’ve had my tubes tied, Anne.”
“You — you have?” there was genuine surprise in her voice giving me pause.
“Yes. I would never do that to you,” I added.
“No, you’d just tie me up and rape me against my will, you fucking bastard!” she fired back with a mischievously smile.
“Guilty as charged,” I kissed her and she snapped her head away. I turned her face towards me with a single finger.
“You really have no idea how fucking beautiful you are, do you?”
And with that I removed my ski mask. Her eyes bulged wide as saucers.
“Pro — professor Alex!” she gasped.
“Yes. Me!”
Grasping her face I force kissed her again and she screamed again into my lips.
“No! Fucking stop, you — you ANIMAL! I– I trusted you!”
“I know, that’s how I found where you live,” I said. I forced my tongue deep into her mouth. One of my hands slipped to the back of her head holding her skull in place so she couldn’t turn away. My other hand crushed her around the small of her back. My ass chambered high into the air.
‘NO — mmmm,” my kisses smothered her. “YOU- Mmmm … FUCKING RAPIST! LET! ME — Mmmmm NO!”
I growled with a heady lust and slammed my cock balls deep into her waiting pussy and this time it was me who cried. GOD she was so FUCKING tight!. Her head threw back in both pain and pleasure. I pulled my cock out, kissed her lips, teased her with the my head cock then rammed back into her.
“OH FUCK! Stop — Please!” she screamed.
I laughed with pleasure and slammed again, and again, harder each time with building zeal. She struggled against her restraints, twisting her body one way and another, but with my arms locked around her their was no escape. We kissed deeper as my fucking geared into a smoother rhythm, and I could feel her building again, but this time as I neared my own climax. My lips slipped from her mouth down to her quivering breast where I sucked her nipples and fucked her bucking body.
“I’ve caught you, Anne. You’re MINE!” I cried out. “MINE!”
“NO — STOP!”
I lashed my mouth onto the side of her neck and intensified my thrust. Her body grew taut. My cock was swelling, growing thicker in her cunt. Hotter.
“OH GOD!” she shouted. “Hold me! FUCK ME — YES! — YES! — YESSSSSS!”
We shouted as one as I came in a thunderous gout of cum, exploding deep inside her until both of us could feel it oozing out and onto my balls. Six times my body jerked with clutching spasms searing her with cum before I collapsed onto of her thoroughly exhausted. We kissed softly, whispering ‘thank you’ to each other over and over. She kissed my forehead as I settled to rest it on her breast.
“Wait — ” she whispered. “Untie me … please.”
Nodding I did as she asked, both hands and legs. She rubbed her wrist and looked at me lovingly. She cupped my face in her hands.
“What took you so long,” she asked with her mischievous smile. “All those hints I left in class about me being alone on weekends.”
“You — you knew I was going to do this?” I asked half surprised. She kissed me softly. “From the moment I caught you staring at me in class, I’ve been dreaming of you fucking the hell out of me. I even saw you jump over the back fence outside from the window in the bathroom. Why do you think I was so wet when you caught me.”
“Damn girl!” I laughed. “And here I thought I would be going to prison after tonight.”
She looked at the video camera I had set up than back to me. Laying back she pulled me closer and placed my head on her breast.
“No … I knew you would never really hurt me. You’re a professor, and I’m a student. This is forbidden. The only way you could have me would be … ”
“By force,” I finished.
“Yes!” she hugged me tight. “I’ve been wanting you to take me for months!.”
“Holy shit, and I thought it was just me.”
She kissed my head again.
“No, silly. But … I still may call the police, unless … ”
We spooned together and she wrapped my arm around her breast.
“Unless you rape me again in the morning.” her ass wiggled into my still throbbing cock.
“Deal,” I whispered back, and settled in for a long nights sleep.