Part 1: The Rape
You stumble out of the club and call a taxi. I pull my cab up along side you and you get in giving me your destination. I notice at once that you are very good looking. Not the usual late night trashy skirt, but more poised and elegant. Even though you are obviously slightly the worse for drink you speak clearly and confidently. You are calm and confident and very sexy.
You are dressed in a knee length skirt and matching jacket. Dark blue, I think, but it’s hard to tell under the orange street lamps. I notice the sheen of fine nylon on your legs and you are wearing calf length boots. You look very sexy in a demure way.
I drive off and like all bored taxi drivers start to mentally undress my female fare. I watch you in my mirror. Your face rhythmically illuminated by passing lights. You are beautiful and I can feel my cock twitching in my shorts.
You notice me looking at you and move to one side to sit behind me. Now I can’t see you and decide to make conversation. But you rebuke my attempt fiercely.
‘Just drive you fucking asshole’, you snap in response.
This angers me. I resent your confidence and cock-sureness. I try to plead that I am just being friendly but again you shoot me down.
‘No you’re not. You just want to fuck me, like all the rest. Well in your dreams you fucking pratt.’
I drive on in silence and seething with anger. ‘Fucking bitch,’ I’m thinking. ‘Who does she think she is.’
My route takes me along past the common by the Downs. In a flash of anger and inspiration I turn onto the Boundary Road and head into the darkness.
‘Where are you going,’ you demand from behind me.
‘Shortcut,’ I mutter.
‘No it isn’t. Go back!’ you insist. There is a little less confidence in your voice now.
I seize my chance and pull off the road into a hollow surrounded by high bushes and trees and immediately cut the engine and turn off the lights. Almost in the same instant you open the door and bolt for it. But I catch up with you within ten feet. I pull you to the ground and drag you back to the car. I push you face down onto the back seat and climb in to sit on your legs.
‘Time you learned some manners Missy’
‘Fuck off. Let me go,’ You demand.
‘No way. You need to learn to be nice. Here’s the deal. You show me your tits and pussy and I’ll take you home and no charge,’ I laugh at this.
‘You fucking pervert rapist. You’re fucking dead meat’
With that I decide you need some persuasion. Still keeping my weight on you I lean over and retrieve something from the driver door bin.
Your eyes are wide with surprise and shock when you see what I have. It’s a gun. A handgun.
‘I keep this for protection. But tonight it’s going to help me get what I want.’
Moving off you I hold you at gunpoint and tell you to sit up and strip for me.
You are very fearful now and move slowly. Trembling and moaning at me not to hurt you, you begin to undress. Jacket and blouse go first, and then you wriggle out of your skirt. You go to remove your boots but I tell you to stop.
You are sitting before me now in a black bra, tights and boots. I can see that your panties under the tights are black and match the bra. Your tits look magnificent and my cock is straining now inside my shorts. I want to see your boobs and tell you to remove the bra. You reach back and undo it and slowly it falls away from your breasts. My breath catches when I see the glorious sight of your naked boobs. ‘Fucking fantastic,’ I breathe.
My cock is rigid and I squeeze it through my jeans. Then I have a brilliant idea. Lying back still pointing the gun at you I order ‘Undo me!’ motioning at my trouser front and the obvious ridge of my cock.
Tearfully you complain ‘You said just strip and you’d let me go.’
‘Well I fucking lied. Need I remind you of this?’ I say waving the gun.
Sniffing quietly you reach forward and undo my buttons and I raise myself so you can slip my jeans and shorts over my hips. My cock springs out and stands erect and hard. Almost painfully hard. I can’t ever remember having such a powerful erection. You stare at my cock and I think I can see that, despite your predicament, you are a little impressed.
‘Stroke it!’ I order.
Gingerly you reach over and clasp my iron rod in your cool hand. You begin to pump emphatically. Almost as if you are thinking that if you can make me cum it will all be over. ‘Gently, more slowly,’ I chastise and tap your skull firmly but not too hard with the gun.
You look at me with real anger but slow down and wank me slowly. I let you continue for a several moments. You are good. Nice touch. Lovely soft hands. I seriously consider letting you off with a hand job but then remember the way you spoke to me. Besides a guy doesn’t get into this situation every day and I want to take full advantage.
‘You know, you have a lovely mouth. Nice full soft looking lips.’
‘No! please… Look you can fuck me. I won’t tell anyone. Please, don’t make me do that.’
‘Suck it bitch. Or I’ll blow your fucking brains out,’ I push the gun to your head and press your face towards my cock. I have been told I have a nice suckable cock. And I am not long on duty and in the shower hardly and hour before. So I know this ‘punishment’ isn’t too onerous.
I was right. Your mouth is beautifully soft. Your lips enveloped my cock head and I feel the heat of your mouth. It is glorious and I gasp in pleasure. I let you suck for a few minutes then take hold of your head and hold it down onto my cock and begin to fuck your mouth with pumping movements of my hips.
Should I cum in your mouth? No. Not yet. Too much fun to be had.
I push you back just in time and lie panting as I regain my composure. I just held off. When I look up the sight that greets me is amazing. Your hair, which had been up is now completely dishevelled and hangs across your face. You look wanton and there was a definite flush to your complexion.
On a hunch I sit up and quickly push you back on the seat. My hand delves between your tight-clad thighs to clasp your crotch. Yes I was right. Hot and damp.
‘You’re fucking enjoying this, you tramp’
‘Fuck off,’ is all you can manage in reply.
‘Time to see that pussy’
Resigned to your fate you began to drag the waistband of your tights over your hips. I prod you with the gun.
‘No. Tear them off!’ I let the cold steel of the muzzle drag across your tits and down your belly and into your crotch. I twist it just enough to pluck the nylon and them press it to your clit. You gasp and whimper.
‘Now, fucking tear them off. Show me your hot cunt you fucking slag.’
Dutifully you tear at the material making the small tear into a gaping hole revealing your soft milky thighs and the gusset of your panties.
‘Enough. Very nice.’ I drag the cold gun muzzle across the newly exposed flesh. You start at its touch and whimper as I trace along each thigh and across your pussy. With the muzzle I prise your gusset to one side and probe your cunt. I can see the wetness on the steel and press it into your flesh. Instinctively your legs part and I watch in awe as the metal shaft passes between your labia and into your sex.
You are gasping and moaning in turn and your eyes are closed. You don’t seem to care now. You want the pleasure and so I drive the weapon into you and began pumping your cunt. Fucking you with this dangerous object. You don’t even seem to register that I might shoot you in the cunt.
To my surprise you start running your fingers through your cunt hair. You have an amazing thatch of dark hair and your fingers are combing through it and occasionally pressing on the button of your clit. You begin playing with yourself in earnest and I watch as you wank as I fuck you with the gun.
After a few minutes you cum hard and double-up, twitching and moaning. I withdraw the gun and let your orgasm subside.
‘Enjoyed that, didn’t you. Well don’t forget about me,’ with that I shuffle forward to place my cock at the entrance of your cunt. I press and slide into you easily. You are so wet. I begin fucking you with a running commentary on how good it feels. You say nothing and just stare into my face with a look of hatred. This just makes me fuck you harder and harder until I can see your face contort with the irresistible pleasure.
You are moaning now at every thrust. I lean forward to kiss you deeply and snake my tongue into your mouth. You shake your head and bite my lips in return. Calling me for all the bastard, cunt pervert names you can muster. Then I feel your hands on my ass and your insults turn to imperatives. ‘Fuck me. Fucking harder. Fuck me…’
Then I cum. Powerfully and repeatedly. The orgasm washes over me and I keep fucking and cumming for ages. My cock spits out what feels like gallons of spunk into your beautiful, hairy pussy.
As I withdraw I slid down your body so my face is at your cunt. I lap out a great mouthful of spunk and return to kiss you deeply. At first you resist but soon you are lapping at my mouth to get every last drop.
I move down again to lick you once more and this time work you to another orgasm with my tongue and the gun muzzle.
We lie side by side panting. Hearts pounding. Silent for a long time.
‘What are you going to do?’ you ask in a quiet frightened voice.
‘Well you are going to suck me again and when I’m hard I am going to fuck your ass’
I sit up and point the gun at you and you slavishly bend forward to suck me once more. It is just as wonderful as before and I am soon hard and instruct you to kneel on the seat. I get behind you and tear away the remaining soaked clothing and run my cock head along your slit and up to your ass. I press my cock into your puckered brown hole and you gasp in pain. Slowly I ease it all the way in and begin fucking you. Your moans of pleasure were mixed with cries of pain as I pound your ass. Then I reach under, and guide your hand to your clit. Immediately you start playing with yourself again and I add to your pleasure by scraping the cold steel muzzle down your back.
With the tightness of your ass I am soon ready to cum but decide that one final humiliation is required. At the last moment I make you turn round and cum on your face and mouth. I then sit back and make you wank at gunpoint to a final orgasm.
I let you dress and, with the remnants of your tights, I tie your wrists and ankles and put you in the front passenger seat. I drive you to your door.
‘Your choice,’ I say ‘You can call the police and this will become a public story. Or you can be a good girl and I promise that next time I’ll bring a friend and we will tie you up and do all sorts of unspeakable things to you.
Part 2: The Reaction
‘You’re a fucking bastard..’
‘Yeah, and you’re a fucking slut. Get out of my cab before I make you blow me again.
I untie your hands and watch as you untie your feet. You climb out and walk away on unsteady legs. You feel my spunk run down your thighs and you can still taste me in your mouth.
You are angry. You go straight to the shower strip off and climb under the hot water. You scrub yourself clean of the sweat and mess of the rape. RAPE. That’s what it was. That bastard. Cunt. Fucking bastard cunt.
Your mind is burning with anger as you stand in the stream of water but then you realise you are no longer washing yourself. Your hand is in your crotch and you are playing with yourself. Your fingers are inside your pussy. You try to convince yourself that you are just washing out my foul spunk but you know that’s a lie. Your mind is filled with the scenes of the past hour. The gun. The obscenity. The orgasms. Fuck the orgasms. You can’t remember cumming so hard. Your mind is focused on the moments when you came. Flashes of you crying out in pleasure and you remember crying out to be fucked. ‘Christ, maybe he’s right, you are a slut.’
Your fingers are flying now and you suddenly double-up in a crashing orgasm. You moan aloud and slide to the floor as the heat of your orgasm passes. You lie for ages. The water pounding your body. Eventually you get out and dry off. You slide into bed naked. But lying in the dark you can’t stop reliving the scenes in that car. You can’t sleep. You are too angry. No. Not angry. Your fingers probe your pussy. It’s hot and slippery. ‘Christ, you are still aroused.’ You are angry with yourself now. How can you be so turned on by the humiliation of having been raped. But were you raped? You begged for it. Wanted it like a common tramp. You felt a surge of lust when he made you tear your tights open. You sucked his cock. You’d never done that before. He came in your mouth. Dirty bastard. But you liked it.
You are lying on your front and your hand is clasping your pussy. Two fingers are inside you and you hump your hand. The humping becomes more frantic and you reach round to probe your bum with your other hand. You’d never had anal sex before tonight. You thought it disgusting. He made you do it. Bastard.
But you loved it. You want it again. Your fingers try to create the sensation of being fucked that way but fail miserably. You want it. But you know you won’t get it again unless you submit to more humiliation. To your surprise that thought makes you cum again. You gasp and moan into the pillow and then, as the climax subsides, you drift off to sleep.
Next morning you wake late. It’s Saturday. You are meeting your friend Kaz to go shopping. You go through the motions of getting ready and make your way to the rendezvous with Kaz. You have a normal day. Shopping, coffee, lunch, then more shopping. You have a good time, but always, in the back of your mind, there is the lingering image of the rape.
At one point you pass the Anne Summers’ sex shop near the mall. You have passed it a thousand times before but for the first time you are curious. What do they sell in there?
‘Let’s go in here,’ you suddenly blurt out, and pull Kaz towards the door.
‘For heaven’s sake why? What if someone sees us? What are you thinking, Lou?’ Kaz answers and pulls you past the door.
‘I’m just curious. That’s all. No big deal’
‘Those places are just for perverts. It’s probably full of dirty old men flicking through magazines and fondling the merchandise. It’s disgusting.’
You don’t argue. You allow Kaz to pull you on.
‘I need some new jeans’ she carries on not realising the turmoil you feel.
In Debenhams you are looking through the jeans with Kaz. She picks out a couple of pairs and heads for the changing area. You go with her as you have done a hundred times. Kaz enters the booth and you lean in by the side of the curtain. Kaz removes her coat and then wriggles out of the skirt she is wearing. Her back is to you as she bends to remove the skirt. For the first time you notice how pert her bum is. She is wearing sheer black tights and underneath she has on skimpy thong type lacy pants. She really has lovely legs and a cute bum. Suddenly you imagine pushing her to the floor and tearing open the gusset of her tights and licking her pussy. You can imagine its heat and the taste of her juices. You can hear her moans of pleasure as you lick her to orgasm. You are lost in this revere. Staring at your friend. Aware only of the feelings of arousal and lust. Lust for a woman. Lust for sex. You just want sex and you don’t care who it’s with…
‘Lou! What do you think I said…’
You snap back, realising Kaz is waiting for your opinion. She has obviously asked more than once already.
‘Good. Good, very sexy.’
‘I mean very nice. Looks good on you.’
‘Jesus Lou, what’s the matter with you today? You want to go into that sex shop, then you tell me I look sexy. Have you gone queer or something? Cause if you have don’t be trying it on with me, it’s just too creepy for words.’
‘Don’t be silly, you respond ‘I just… Oh nothing ignore me I’m just a bit pre-occupied at the moment.
She’s right. What is your problem? You can’t stop feeling aroused. Even thinking about having sex with your friend. A woman! That bastard has made you into a pervert. Or is it just that the experience has opened you to new experiences? You decide to put it out of your mind and enjoy the rest of the day.
By the time you get back to Kaz’s house you are aware that your panties are soaked. Despite trying to forget about sex you have felt aroused most of the day. The plan now is for you and Kaz to spend a relaxing evening at her place. A bottle of wine and a video and you will stay the night. But you don’t want to do that. You know that you are going to want to masturbate again and you can’t risk being heard. You’re not even sure if you can wait for bedtime. Besides, you’re not even sure if you can trust yourself not to make a pass at Kaz. You want an orgasm and you’d like it to be by someone else.
‘I can’t stay,’ you suddenly announce.
‘Why not? We always do this after a day out.’
‘I know. I’m sorry. I just don’t feel well. I need to be home. Sorry. I’ll call you tomorrow.’ With that you head out and get into your car.
As you drive home your head is a whirl of confused thoughts. You can’t understand this. You have always thought sex was just something you did with a steady boyfriend. Never that important. You’d always focused on your career. You are ambitious and that has made you very determined. Sometimes you’ve felt you may even be aloof. Yes you’d had men. But it was all very gentle and polite. You made love in bed, with the lights out. Nice, but no fuss, no mess. You insisted on condoms even though you took your own precautions as well. The men dealt with the messy bit.
You’d enjoyed it. Of course you had. You didn’t always cum but that was the men. Too quick. You didn’t encourage oral sex as it embarrassed you. And you had never sucked a cock before last night. But now you wanted it all. You wanted to be licked and to suck. You wanted to be fucked, not made love to. You wanted to taste spunk again. But most of all you wanted to be fucked up the ass. You wanted to be filled and fucked hard. You wanted to be dirty. You wanted the mess.
Would he come tonight? Your fingers are pressing into your crotch as you drive and suddenly you realised the truth. You want him. You want to be raped and tied up and abused. You want to be fucked in every way possible. You want to be gang-raped and covered in spunk. Would he come tonight? Please let him come tonight. Your whole body is aching for sex. Dirty, nasty sex, with nasty brutish men. Big men, with big dicks that will fill you and hurt you.
You are panting and begging for him to come and your pussy is burning. You arrive home hardly remembering the journey at all. You run to the door and fall in. Ripping open your jeans you fall onto the hall floor just inside the door. The door is still ajar as you wriggle your jeans and pants down enough to get your fingers to your pussy. You are sprawled on the floor in the darkness wanking with two hands. Your eyes are closed and you are straining towards your orgasm, panting and gasping.
‘Didn’t I tell you she was a dirty slut’ it’s his voice in your head. No. He is here. Your eyes snap open and you see them silhouetted in the doorway. There are two men. No three. Or is it four? You can’t tell.
You scramble backwards as they enter the house. You hear the door shut and there is darkness and hands grab you and lift you off the floor. You struggle but it is useless. You swear at them to leave but are stopped short by a ringing blow to your face. You are carried upstairs and into your bedroom. You are dropped onto the floor with a thud that momentarily knocks the wind out of you. You feel hands on you again and your clothes are stripped from your body. In a few moments you are naked and lying curled on your side on the floor, arms crossed in front of your body. Torchlight shines in your eyes and traces down your body.
‘Told you she was a bit of alright, eh lads?’
There are murmurs of ascent. Then you feel a kick and the voice says ‘Stop hiding yourself! Lie on your back and show us your body. Spread your arms and legs.
At first you don’t move but another kick changes your mind and you slowly roll over and move your arms away from your boobs. The torchlight dances on your breasts and you hear breathy whistles and sounds of approval.
‘Who wouldn’t like to slide his dick between those beauties’ a new voice intones to the approval of others.
‘Fuck off out of my house and leave me alone,’ you cry in protest. You are scared. The fantasy was one thing but the reality is something else.
A sudden blow to your side winds you again. You realise it’s someone’s knee. A rough hand grabs your hair and pulls your head up. ‘Remember this?’ you feel the cold steel of the gun against your cheek. ‘It will be just as well for you if you do. ‘Now, since I didn’t get a visit from the police today, I can only assume you decided you wanted some more of what I gave you. So we plan to have some fun tonight. You are going to give us a lot of pleasure and since that will involve you sucking our dicks we can’t put a gag on you. But believe me, if you start screaming or any fucking nonsense we’ll shoot you. Understand?’
You nod. You are genuinely scared. You don’t think they will hurt you if you just let them have what they want. After all, only ten minutes ago this was what you wanted.
You are dragged to your feet.
‘That was a nice little show you were putting on downstairs when we arrived. Why don’t you lie down and continue for us.’ You’re pushed onto the bed and lie on your back. Christ they want me to wank in front of them, you think. You lie there, heart pounding, fearful, but you know you have no choice. Your hands move down your body to your pubic hair and begin to circle and comb the hair.
‘That’s it, rub that little pussy for us’
You dip a finger to your labia and you are shocked to feel you are hot and slippery. I’m a fucking tart. You chastise yourself. Your fingers find your clit and soon begin to work on it, sending little shock waves of pleasure through your body. You are wanking in front of these men. You can’t believe you are doing this. They are encouraging you in the crudest terms. Telling you to spread your legs wider and to tweak your nipples. Two or three torch beams are now playing on your body. They constantly scan from head to toe pausing to take in your heaving breasts and glistening pussy.
Someone is moving and you can hear the sounds of people undressing. Your head is pounding. ‘Gawd, this is really happening. What will they do?’ You feel the bed moving as others join you there. How many? You can’t tell. There are hands all over you. Probing and squeezing. Fingers enter your pussy and your ass. Hands are on your boobs and face.
Your hands are pulled to either side and placed on erections. Thick, hard cocks. You are motioned to begin stroking them. Then your face is moved to one side and you feel a hard cock pressing on your cheek and then lips. You taste the manhood as it enters your mouth. Instinctively you bite this intruder and at once the cock is pulled back and you feel a stinging slap to your face.
‘That’s your last warning, bitch!’
Your face is turned to the opposite side and another cock is waiting. This time you take it between your lips and allow this stranger to fuck your mouth. His hands cradle your head and thrusts in and out of your face in a steady rhythm.
You feel your ankles being raised into the air so your legs are pointing at the ceiling. Someone is manoeuvring between your legs and they are being spread for him. You start and yelp as you feel a tongue licking your pussy. You can feel the scratchy sensation of his beard against your inflamed flesh as he laps your sex from ass to clit. With each stroke your groan and hump against his face. This is better than anything you have ever experienced. You are pumping the hard meat in your hands and now sucking desperately on the thick member in your mouth. The men are laughing at your wantonness. But what do you care so long as they give you this much pleasure they can do whatever they like.
The men move around you, changing positions until it seems they have all had your mouth and licked you. You are lost to the pleasure they are giving you. All of these men have big thick dicks and you want them. You want them in every hole.
‘Do you believe me now that she is a dirty slut?’ you hear your rapist announce.
‘Yeah. Fucking up-market birds are all the same. They act all snooty while really they are gagging for nasty sex.’
‘Fuck her with the gun again,’ another calls.
With that you are instructed to get on all fours and the men gather round to see the gun being inserted into your cunt. The muzzle is just as cold and heavy as you recall and you gasp at the pleasure it gives you.
After a few moments of this and their sneers you are desperate for a proper fuck. Throwing caution to the wind you roll over and push the arm with the gun away.
‘What the fuck are you doing, slut?’
Taking all your courage you reply ‘Are you little boys just going to play with that toy or has someone actually got the balls to fuck me? I want dick, not that thing. Now put the fucking light on and fuck me. Do your worst you pathetic wankers.’
With that you are dragged down the bed and flipped onto your face. You immediately feel a cock nudge between you bum cheeks and down to your pussy. You groan as it slides into you and the first man begins to fuck you. He fucks you fast and furious and within a few minutes you feel him spurt inside you.
By now the dim bedside lamp is on and you are turned onto your back and he is instantly replaced by a second who at once sets up a pounding rhythm, which makes your head spin. While he fucks you, you have your first big orgasm and you scream out for him not to stop and to fuck you harder. Soon he climaxes but pulls out to deposit his spunk on your stomach.
Next you are turned over again but raised on all fours. The next man is lying beside you on the bed and you kneel astride him and sit back down onto his cock. His thickness impales you and sends you on to another climax, which causes you to fall forward onto his chest. He continues to fuck you and then you feel a second cock pressing at your ass. They are going to double fuck you. The second dick eases in to your tight bum hole and then begins to fuck gently back and forth. The pace builds and soon they are both pounding you hard and you are crying out for more ‘Fuck me! Fuck me you bastards. Is that the best you can do?’
The one fucking your ass smacks the smooth skin of your right buttock, causing you to yelp with pain and delight.
‘Yessss. Fucking do me. Fucking punish me. Smack me.’
Suddenly you cum hard and groan in ecstasy as you feel your insides erupt. The two poles of hard meat continue to slam into you all through your climax and the pleasure is almost unbearable. You collapse onto the man beneath you and surrender totally to their punishing treatment. You are fucked and slapped for several more minutes but you are spent. Like a rag doll you just take everything they dole-out. Eventually, and almost together, they cum; spunking into your bum and cunt simultaneously. They empty their balls into you and you twitch with every spasm of their dicks.
All three of you is panting as they withdraw from you and let you fall to the bed. They move off the bed and leave you there covered in sweat and spunk. You must have dozed off because you are suddenly aware that you are alone. Was it a dream? No. The tingling sensations in your pussy and ass confirm the abuse you have suffered. And you look at yourself and witness the mess of dried spunk on your tummy and thighs.
In a daze you stagger to the bathroom and step into the shower. Some minutes later you step out, clean and somewhat refreshed, and make your way back to the bedroom wrapped in a towel.
You are startled to see a half naked man there in just his jeans. It is the original rapist. He is going through your closet and drawers.
‘Don’t you have any sex toys?’ he asks.
You ask what he means.
He looks at you and says ‘You know, dildos and stuff?
‘Me and the boys have a little surprise for you down stairs, that’s all. Follow me.’ He grabs your arm and pulls you with him towards the stairs. Your towel falls away but that hardly matters. Worrying about them seeing you naked is ridiculous now.
As you approach the lounge you hear their leering laughter and crude remarks from behind the closed door. Then, as you are brought into the room you are confronted by an unbelievable sight.
Your best friend Kaz is kneeling in the middle of the floor. She is naked but for the black thong and tights she had on earlier (the ones, you are now horrified to note, that you admired on her). She is also sucking the cock of one of the men who is standing in front of her. You run to her and when she sees you she stops and tears well in her eyes.
‘Oh Lou. I thought they had killed you. I came to see if you were OK and I saw you lying on the bed and you looked dead. They said I had to do what they said. Oh Lou this is awful. How did this happen?’ You kneel beside her and hug her to comfort her.
‘It’s OK, Kaz. I’m OK. They’re just bastards, but if we do as they say they won’t harm us.’
‘But, Lou. It’s…’
‘Shoosh now. Trust me. They will not hurt us if we let them… have what they want.’
You feel bad saying this to your friend. Are you being truthful or are you just leading her on? You can’t get the lustful feelings you had for her earlier out of your mind. Are you really trying to comfort her or hoping they might make you have sex with her? The question in your mind is soon answered.
‘Aw that’s so sweet. Why don’t you give her a little kiss’
‘Yeah go on snog her’
‘Get you tongue in her mouth’
‘Why don’t you just leave us alone,’ Kaz yells. Immediately she is struck on the back of the head and falls forward into you. You both end up on the floor.
‘Just do as they say, Kaz. It’ll be alright.’
You make the first move. You kiss Kaz lightly on the cheek then on the lips. Your kisses become more insistent until she begins to respond by kissing you lightly in return. You move to her ear and nibble gently and whisper ‘Let’s just give them a good show and then they’ll go. They want to get off watching us having dirty sex then they will leave us. OK?’
Kaz nods but looks uneasy. You feel like a slut. You know you are tricking her to get what you want and using the men as an excuse.
‘Trust me,’ you urge ‘Now kiss me like you want to make love to me!’
Your lips move back to hers and brush against their full pouting softness. Your tongue darts along her lips. Probing for a way in. Reluctantly at first, Kaz parts her lips and lets you in. Then she kisses you back, full-on. Her mouth slowly opens and after a few moments her tongue is searching between your lips. You are kissing your girlfriend full-on. It’s a hot lesbian snog and you can feel your pussy tingle in response. The men have stopped jeering and are now just watching with wrapt attention. You think: ‘Dirty bastards think all their Christmases have come at once.’ Then you give up trying to convince yourself it’s for their benefit and accept that you just want to fuck this sexy woman.
Your legs are entwined around Kaz’s and you are gently humping her nylon clad thigh. Her kisses are becoming more passionate but you are aware that there is no response from the rest of her body. Your hand moves up to cup her breast and you catch her nipple between your fingers. It responds and becomes erect. Good. Encouraged now, you feel down towards her tummy. Your fingers play over the nylon covering her lower half and delve between her legs. Bingo! You can feel the heat of her pussy through the material. You press your fingers to her pussy and Kaz lets out a little gasp. ‘Good girl,’ you think. ‘Now let’s have some fun.’
You kiss your way down Kaz’s neck to suckle her nipple. First one, then the other. You feel the little hard stalks grow as you suck them between your lips. You can’t help but note the humour in the fact that, despite Kaz’s denunciation of ‘queers’ earlier, here she is being turned-on by a woman.
Her gasps and the clawing at your hair confirm that your magic is working on your friend. Time to move up a gear. Pulling Kaz into a sitting position you kneel up before her to present your boobs to her face. She looks up at you with genuine longing in her eyes and immediately laps your flesh and sucks your nipples making them hard as bullets.
‘Oh yes baby, suck me,’ you moan almost without thinking. You press her face closer to you so that she can pleasure you to the maximum. She responds by biting and sucking your tits with renewed passion. ‘Aw fuck. Suck me. Aw yes, do it baby.
You pull Kaz to you and kiss her again deeply and with real passion. You want to devour her. ‘Lie back honey, I’m going to blow you away’ you whisper to her.
Kaz smiles up at you and lies back raising her knees. You move down to her crotch and begin to lick her pussy through the nylon material. Kaz is moaning and squirming against you. She wants it. She is ready for it. You want her now.
Clawing her crotch with your nails you rip her tights apart exposing her hot pale flesh. Then you twist the front of her thong in your hand and pull it tight into her labia. Her vaginal lips protrude either side of the string of material and press into her clit. Kaz yelps with pleasure and you go on the offensive and press your mouth fully over her sex and suck her labia between your lips.
Kaz bucks and writhes in pleasure and calls out to you ‘Aw fuck, Lou. Yess.’
You set up a steady pace licking her and pulling her panties to one side for a clear run. Kaz is almost out of control and you know she must be close to cumming. Not that you have seen her like this, but because you simply relate to her state. ‘Cum for me baby’ you call.
‘Don’t stop. Lick me, fuck yes, yes, YESSSSSSSS…AWWWW Fuck!
Kaz cums and her pussy sprays your face with juice or pee or something. You don’t care. Your first taste of pussy has changed your outlook. From now on you decide: ‘I am bisexual.’ You love this woman. Your oldest friend. Now your lover.
Kaz is lying before you still twitching from her orgasm. Your own pussy badly needs attention now but you can see that Kaz is in no fit state to give it. No problem. You just crawl to the nearest guy stroking a long hard cock and climb onto his lap. Without saying a word you slot his dick up you and start bouncing on it. Your fingers play a tune on your clit and by the time he is spunking into you, you have had another wonderful orgasm.
Kaz is now being spit-roasted by two of the guys and you join the forth beside them on the floor. He holds your ankles and fucks you on your back while you reach up to play with Kaz’s tits.
She stops sucking the dick in her mouth long enough to smile down at you and to kiss you wetly. You can taste the salty spunk on her mouth and as you break apart you say ‘When he spunks kiss me again’
Kaz smiles and sets about wanking and sucking him to bring him off. In a few minutes she succeeds and he groans as he empties into her mouth. She takes it all and then leans down to snog you sharing the salty sticky fluid. You kiss for ages until it’s gone and you have both had further climaxes from the fucking you are getting.
Soon, the guys fucking you cum. First Kaz gets a load deposited in her pussy then you. Without a word exchanged you swap around to make a 69 and you lap each other to a final climax slurping the spunk from one another’s pussies. By the time you are finished you are both a sticky mess, but both smiling broadly.
The guys leave soon after, with further threats about no police and returning soon.
Kaz and you shower together and change the bed. Kaz stays the night and you snuggle up together promising each other that this is the start of something fantastic.
Part 3: No Holds Barred
This part was written by my friend after she read parts 1 and 2.
Lou and Kaz snuggled up and tried to sleep but couldn’t – they stay awake talking about what has happened earlier. Lou tries to apologise for unwittingly getting Kaz involved, but Kaz won’t hear of any blame from Lou – they’ve been best mates for as long as they can remember and it was probably a natural progression for them to become sexual partners. They’ve been through a lot together and loved each other as much as any man and woman, and the last couple of hours had seen this relationship become sexual.
Kaz had wanted to know how it all had started and so Lou related how she had been collected by a good looking taxi driver who had raped her, arse fucked her and made her suck him off until he spunked in her mouth. Kaz asked why she hadn’t fought him off and Lou told her how he was armed – not only had he pulled a gun, the fucking pervert had pushed the barrel up her cunt and made her fuck it until she came. Cold hard steel had violated her but she had orgasmed, and orgasmed hard.
Lou related everything, including the taxi driver’s arrogant dismissal of Lou’s threat to go to the police. Of course, she hadn’t – she had, after all enjoyed it, the wanton sex and unspeakable stuff this pervert had done to her, so much so that she had wanked constantly since it had happened just thinking about it. She’d even started to fantasise about what may happen in possible future encounters and the more perverted and depraved the things she imagined this animal making her do and doing to her, the more she wanked and the harder she came.
Kaz had asked Lou to describe what had happened to her upstairs and she related the gang rape and gun fuck, and every sordid detail to Kaz. ‘I can’t believe you spunked with a piece of metal up your cunt’ said Kaz .
‘Me neither’ said Lou and Kaz’s breathing started to quicken and Lou realised she was wanking herself under the covers.
‘I’m sorry’ said Kaz but Lou just kissed her and slipped her hands under the covers down to Kaz’s cunt and slid her fingers alongside Kaz’s, up Kaz’s cunt and kissed Kaz’s tits as she started to come. Kaz started to mouth obscenities at Lou as she ejaculated over her hand – ‘I’m coming – put your fucking hand up my cunt you fucking tart’, she blurted and spread her legs as wide as they would go and ground
her hips against Lou’s probing hand as she thrashed around the bed in ecstasy.
‘I’m so sorry – I think I must be a pervert’ said Kaz sheepishly as her orgasm subsided and she pulled her hand from under the bedclothes and caressed Lou’s face – her hand was wet and Lou could smell her cunt on it and kissed her fingers in turn.
‘No you’re not’ said Lou. ‘I feel exactly the same and perverts we most definitely are not – we’ve just been awakened by those fucking perverts who attacked us earlier’.
Kaz agreed. From being prim and proper, they had become wanton animals for whom nothing was off limits – it all felt too good and they would try anything once.
‘Now,’ said Lou ‘what about me?’
Kaz smiled, leaned across and kissed her, pushed her over onto her back and slipped her head under the covers and moved slowly down over Lou’s chest kissing and kneading her tits in turn and sucking her nipples. She squeezed her tits hard and Lou gasped – she liked that – and on down she snaked until her lips brushed Lou’s thick, jet black cunt hair.
Kaz gasped at how thick and curly and soft and silky it was and buried her lips in it. She slowly moved down and tongued and fingered her cunt and bum and tongued her bum while pushing her nose up her cunt and Lou screamed as she ejaculated on her best friend’s face and Kaz slurped up all her cunt juices for what seemed like forever. She moved back up the bed and they lay there snogging and gently touching each other.
‘So, what happens now?’ asked Kaz.
‘Well’, said Lou ‘I don’t want this to stop’ and they both agreed this would become the norm for them – they had both spunked harder than they realised was possible this night and both intended it was too good to stop.
‘So, what’s off limits?’ asked Kaz.
Lou blushed a little as she sighed and said ‘Well, nothing I don’t think, as far as I’m concerned’ – she was already wet and really hadn’t been anything else all day.
‘What’, nothing at all? asked Kaz.
‘Guess not’, said Lou ‘what about you?’
‘Me too,’ said Kaz ‘I suppose while we’re at it, it may as well be everythings in and nothings out’.
‘I like that,’ said Lou ‘everythings in and nothings out – you fucking tart,’ and they started to snog again.
Kaz pushed Lou onto her back and sat astride her chest and rubbed her cunt on Lou’s tits – her nipples were hard and proud and Kaz could feel her cunt brush against them. Lou wriggled down a little and started to brush the inside of Kaz’s thighs with her lips and brushed her cunt lips with her tongue and Kaz’s cunt started to run with juice, and Lou planted her mouth over her best friend’s gaping cunt and gobbled up her cunt juices as they flowed.
Kaz pushed her thighs down hard onto Lou’s face and leant back and reached around her back and pushed her middle finger up her bum and started to finger fuck her bum. Lou reached round to Kaz’s bum with her hands and put one of her own fingers in Kaz’s bum and grabbed her wrist with her other hand and started to push and pull to help her finger fuck herself.
Kaz started to gyrate her hips as her orgasm started to build – ‘You fucking dirty fucking tart, I’m going to fucking piss on you’ and she pushed down harder and Lou tongued her cunt as deep as she could. Kaz had the most violent orgasm and spunked all over Lou’s face and in her mouth and her juices sprayed into Lou’s mouth and she lapped them all up.
‘Fucking hell’ said Lou ‘ I thought you were going to piss on me then’.
‘I am’, said Kaz ‘but not here’. She lay back on the bed and turned to Lou and said ‘I can’t believe we’re doing this’ as she ran her hand down her stomach and through her cunt hair and started to finger her. Lou’s legs fell apart as her friend’s fingers probed her and Kaz started to whisper in her ear. ‘What turns you on’ said Kaz.
‘Dunno’ said Lou, ‘never really thought about it before, what about you,
what do you want to do?’
Kaz thought and then whispered ‘ I want to do all kinds of fucking perverted stuff with food – I want to fucking push things up you and fucking eat them and cover you all over with stuff and fucking lick it off and I want you to do it to me too’ and she felt Lou sigh and her cunt gush a little.
‘Bingo’, thought Kaz, ‘the dirty tart’. ‘What about dicks’ she whispered again ‘one or two or as many as fucking possible?’
Lou sighed and her pulse raced and her cunt oozed a little more and she pushed her hips against Kaz’s hand to get her finger further up. ‘As fucking many as fucking possible’ she whisped gently.
‘Fucking dirty shagbag tart,’ thought Kaz.
They lay side on to each other with their lips touching and talked.
‘Are we really going to do all this?’ said Kaz in anticipation.
‘I guess so,’ said Lou ‘ remember, everythings in and nothings out’ and both their pussies tingled.
‘What kind of food?’ quizzed Lou in a mocking tone.
‘Just about anything,’ sniggered Kaz.
‘Fucking bastard cunt wanker taxi driver,’ said Lou ‘I’m going to fucking get even with that bastard.’
‘We’re going to get even,’ corrected Kaz.
‘Yeh, we’re going to get even,’ said Lou and they kissed and snuggled up and dropped off to sleep having vowed to plan their revenge – the fucking smug bastard, he was going to get his comeuppance, and then some.