Message-ID: <12195eli$9806151506@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/12195.txt> From: purfect9@aol.com (Purfect 9) Subject: STORYbyMISTY: VANrape Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <1998061513285300.JAA23133@ladder03.news.aol.com> The following story contains violence and sex, combined. (yikes!) Due to its content, it should not be read by anyone. PARTICULARLY anyone who is under 21, either in age or IQ. Also, if your locale does not recognize the first amendment to the US Constitution (for instance, if you live in parts of Georgia or Iowa), you may be forbidden to read on. Check your local laws, and ALWAYS, I mean ALWAYS vote Libertarian. Also, you are NOT encouraged to try this with your girlfriend. Trust me, guys, she'll get pissed and it won't be worth it. The summeries of other such stories can be found via my web-site: Http://members.aol.com/purfect9 MATURE, FREETHINKING ADULTS ONLY. Yada yada yada. Copyright 1996. Do not reproduce or distribute. VAN RAPE Misty walked up to my van as I was pulling out of the parking space after the homecoming game. "Hi" She chirped. "Too bad about that last play." "Hop in and I'll tell you about our strategy for the next game." Came his casual reply. He'd show her his new strategy, all right. He'd show her what happens to bitch cheerleaders who rub it in about his game-losing fumble.. As she walked around to the passenger side, he glanced around the dark parking lot. The van itself obstructed the view from the store entrance, and no one was parked to his to his right. "I really should be getting home." Misty mumbled nervously, but settled into the passenger seat. Clint scanned her smooth thighs from the knee to where they disappeared into her too tight, too short skirt. He could actually see her bush matted inside the crotch of her panty hose when she leaned way out to pull the door shut. His heart pounded with anticipation. "What did you want to show me?" "Put your seat belt on." Clint said, with a firmness in his voice that compelled her to obey. As soon as the buckle clicked, he snapped the handcuffs around her left wrist, maneuvered behind her and cuffed her right wrist so that her arms were locked behind the seat. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING???!!!" She cried out as he began cranking the seat into a reclining position. "I HAVE TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "What I want to show you, bitch, is how nicely my dick fits into every hole in your body." He rendered her even more helpless by tying her legs to the base of the seat. Within one minute of the time she got in, they were cruising out of the rear entrance of the parking lot, into the night. "You're gonna rape me?" She asked, her soft voice quivering. "I'm going to fuck you. Whether you call it rape or not is up to you. I know you want me. If you cooperate, then it won't be rape, will it?" He pulled into a secluded area where they wouldn't be bothered, shut off the van, and knelt over her. He ground his mouth against hers while unbuttoning her blouse. He was delighted to find that her bra released in the front, and he unhooked it and began to passionately devour her tits. She gasped, and realized that her skirt was being pushed down to her bound ankles, followed by her panty hose. This was all happening too fast, and she didn't know what to do. His hands were all over her, his fingers sliding into her pussy and then rubbing her juice up to her clit. Suddenly he straddled her and placed his rock hard dick deeply into her mouth as he lowered his mouth to her steaming snatch. He went right for her throbbing clit, and it felt so fine she knew there was no way to fight it. She relaxed, closing her lips around his cock, and in a few moments she felt her orgasm approach. She sucked hard, hoping to bring him off with her as the convulsive waves of ecstasy washed over her. He pulled his penis out of her mouth, however, and sandwiched it in her ample bosom as he slid forward to untie her ankles. He got off her and rolled her off the reclined seat, onto the mattress. He pulled her body toward the back of the van, and when her chained arms cleared the top of the passenger seat, he rolled her onto her stomach. He slid her blouse and bra down one arm, across the handcuffs, and up the other arm, thereby exposing her naked back. He spread the moons of her buttocks, lowering his head to lap some of the juice from her pussy upward to her dry, tight asshole. She moaned in pleasure, wondering why her ex-boyfriend had never licked her bottom before. She was still in a daze as he scooted his body under her helpless arms and onto her smooth back. His thumbs peeled her thighs apart slightly as his throbbing member sensed the heat of her sopping wet womanhood and the tip found its way inside. One thrust buried it effortlessly to the hilt. She moaned with even more intense pleasure as her vaginal walls yielded to the intruding shaft. But her pleasure was not his goal. After three or four thrusts, he pulled out all the way and slid up her body that scant two inches or so that make so much difference. His full weight was on her as he gripped her shoulders, his peckerhead now pressed firmly onto the moist pucker of her anal opening. "No. Not there. It won't fit there!" She tried to squirm away in panic, but suddenly with one fluid motion he covered her mouth tightly and rammed forward with all his might. She froze, her eyes bugging out as several inches of his cockshaft slid into her virginal butthole before her tight, dry rectal membranes stopped his progress. A high pitched but muffled scream was drowned out as his palm firmly muffled her cries. Tears began to flow freely from her bulging eyes. She had never known such agony. His dick felt HUGE! Why had he rammed it up her tiny little ass? He pulled back and thrust forward again, this time going all the way in. Her body jerked as he hit bottom, but then she quit squirming and her scream ended in a grunt followed by a low moan. As he began to move in and out of her bowel track, she closed her eyes and fell silent. Her anus loosened a little bit, and he began to wonder if she had lost consciousness. He didn't really care as he began to move more freely in and out of her still tight butt. Then something strange happened. Her eyes re-opened wide, as if in surprise, and then closed again. Her hands, which had been on his buttocks in a feeble attempt to slow his thrusting, began to cup and massage his muscular buns. And then she began to fuck back against him, keeping time with his quickening pace. He let go of her mouth and moved both hands to her soft, full butt cheeks, massaging them and alternately spreading them apart and pressing them together. They in turn alternately flexed and relaxed around his pumping cockshaft. "Oh God, harder. HARDER!" She cried as she began to buck and writhe like a rodeo bull. It was all he could do to stay inside her as her climax hit. Jesus, he thought. If she would have moved like this when she was fighting me, I'd have never gotten it in! He gripped her waist tightly and held on as he began to ejaculate into her throbbing, bucking bottom. He pulled out, sat up, and uncuffed her. He handed her a paper towel to wipe off with, and used another to wipe the mattress off where her pussy had left a large we spot. "You forced me. You raped me. You s-s-sodomized me!" He nodded. "Will you wear my class ring if I let you do that whenever you want?" -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>