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Subject: STORYfromMISTY: The ANAList's Visit (nc.anal)
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DISCLAIMER:
The following story contains sex+violence, similarities to my former
girlfriend…[I suspect that he wrote this story for me, Misty.  You can visit my
web-site at   HTTP://members.aol.com/Purfect9  ]…and her big titted sister are
purely coincidental, and figments of her psycho imagination.
ALL READERS MUST BE OVER 21!
If you are squeamish about rape, go elsewhere.  
This story and its author are protected by the 1 st amendment to the US
constitution. If Your locale does not recognize the US constitution, read no
farther.

The ANAList's Visit

To help her fulfill her greatest fantasy, she had talked her analyst in to
feigning a rape.  Safe but exciting.  She wouldn't know when it was coming, or
even what sex acts she would be forced to participate in.  She had left the
details up to him.  Her only active roll was to leave the door to her apartment
unlocked whenever she was home during the next two weeks.

For ten days the anticipation built until it became almost unbearable.  Then
on the eleventh day as she sat quietly in her living room taking a magazine
quiz titled "Why some women never have orgasms", Misty thought she heard the
door creek as it slowly opened.  When she looked, she saw a large man in a ski
mask entering her apartment.  He was too stocky to be the doctor, she realized
with horror.

"N-o-o-o-o!" she screamed, but it was too late.  The man was on her, throwing
her magazine aside, knocking her to the floor.

He pulled off her skirt, yanking it brutally down past her ankles.  Then he
removed her thin blouse by ripping it to shreds.  She was down to her bra and
panties as he kissed all over her body, mauling her breasts and ass.

Suddenly she understood.  Her shrink must have sent the man.

She laughed with relief, and he ignored it, roughly pushing her bra up and her
dainty panties down.  Pussy juice leaked out of her swollen slit, revealing to
them both just how aroused she had become.  She shuddered as some of the fluid
ran down the crack of her ass, mingling with the sweat of her earlier fear.

He roughly massaged her huge tits a while longer.  She was naked now, and the
man flipped her over on her stomach, spread the cheeks of her ass and felt the
puckered hole with a finger.

She heard a zipper being undone.  Then she felt the swollen end of a cock at
the entrance to her rectum.  She relaxed, letting everything go.  

The fat cock slid up her ass, all the way up.

"O-h-h-h-h-h!" she groaned.  

It was big, and it hurt, but she loved the feel of a cock up her ass.  And she
loved the idea of being raped.  She adored it.  

In and out of her asshole the cock plunged.  Misty lay there, her big breasts
flattened against the carpet.  She was relishing every moment of it.  She heard
the groaning of the man, felt his hot breath on the back of her neck, his
heavy, rough hands pawing her buttocks.

His full weight was on her now as he pumped in and out of her butthole.

She was getting fucked up the ass, raped severely with all the violence of a
maniac, and suddenly she knew she was about to climax!  

As the man began to saw in and out more furiously, her body stretched out and
then waves of ecstasy began to roll over her, causing her intestines to milk
and suck at his big throbbing organ.  One last thrust flattened her buttocks as
she felt the channel made slick by the spewing of hot come.  Then she fainted,
unable to bear the intense ecstasy of her first sexual release.

"Get off my sister" came a female voice from behind them, quivering but trying
to sound firm.  He looked over his shoulder to see a dark haired beauty
brandishing a small pistol.  

"OK.  Don't shoot." He said, standing and facing her.  The gun looked small,
like a kid's toy.  He grabbed it from her, pushing her to the floor.  He then
realized by its weight that it was in fact a real gun.  "Jesus!  You could kill
somebody like that!"  he screamed at her.

Kay had fallen next to Misty, who was still blissfully unconscious.  "What did
you do to her?"  She demanded, her voice even more firm than when she had held
the weapon.  

"I fucked her up the ass, same as I'm gonna do to you!"  He knelt behind her
body and unzipped her dress.  He pulled it off her shoulders then down over her
flaring hips and long gorgeous legs.

She began to tremble, terrified of the idea of his massive cock splitting
apart her tiny puckered little hole.  She couldn't take that in her back
passage!  He would kill her!

She turned toward him, and he held the gun to her temple.  "Please don't hurt
me." She said, her eyes cast upward, her mouth near his crotch.  "Let me suck
it for you.  I'll make you come in my mouth.  Only please don't fuck me in the
ass.  Please don't."   His cock was suddenly enveloped in her warm oral
orifice. 

As he watched her soft lips slide back and forth on his shaft, his erection
regained full hardness.  This was more like it, he thought to himself as he
pushed her back flat on the floor.  "Go ahead and beg me," he said to her,
pulling her panties slowly off.  His eyes lit up as her fur covered love mound
came into view.  Her short curly brown pubic hair had been trimmed away from
the slit, and he could see every detail of the sweet fluted cuntal lips.  He
tossed the panties aside and then brutally ripped off her bra, leaving red
lines where the straps had cut into her flesh.  Her boobs were even larger than
her sisters, and they wobbled as she began to sob.  

"Go ahead, bitch, plead with me... tell me how I'm going to kill you with my
cock ripping into your tiny little butt!  Go on, I've heard it a hundred times
and it's music to my ears.  GO ON!"

She was crying and begging at the same time as he turned her over and feasted
his lust-glazed eyes on the full fleshy buttocks that faced him.  With no
thought to the pain he was causing her, the rapist reached down and parted the
twin half-moons and began probing the perspiration filled crevice savagely, his
nails scraping the tender nether flesh and inching ever closed to the hairless
little brown hole that lay between them.

"Don't... Oh, no... don't..." she cried.

"AAAARRRGGGGHHHH!" she wailed again as she felt a brutal finger pressing into
her cringing asshole, parting the tight little rectal sphincter and forcing
into her virginal anus.	

"Shit, you ain't hurt yet, bitch!" he teased cruelly.  "Wait'll I get my cock
up there.  Then you'll know what it feels like to be really fucked!"

Suddenly, without warning, he shoved the entire length of his distended finger
inside her, curving the first joint like an arc, digging and scraping into the
warm buttery depths of her anal canal as it plunged deep into her bowels.  She
screamed again, and he snarled out a warning, inserting another finger beside
the first and sending a fiery stab of agony through her whole lower body.

She was twisting and bucking violently, trying to get away from the awful
impalement, but he held her down tightly with his free hand, forcing her to
accept his thick fingers.  

"Your killing me... Jesus, it hurts... IT HURTS!"

As she continued to bitch and moan, he twisted and spread his fingers, probing
the depths of her bowels until she thought she too would faint, as she assumed
her sister had, from the horrible pain of the savage anal abuse inflicted by
this cruel beast.

He considered adding more fingers until he was fist-fucking her.  What a shock
that would be to this tight assed bitch!  But his cock was throbbing with the
need to be squeezed by her snug bowel flesh.  So he pulled his fingers out and
quickly replaced them with his oversized corona.  

With a savage, soul-shattering lunge, he jerked forward and the tip stretched
her anal muscle and slipped inside the contracting rubbery ring, causing her to
scream in agony.

Behind her, the rapist sniggered, watching his huge pole force itself into the
hairless hole, his lewdly-charged brain remembering all of the other women he
had ass-raped in the past months.  There was a smug, self-satisfied smirk on
his face as he pressed forward.  Another inch of his cock sank into her.

He began to slowly push in further.  His beer can thick cock was filled with
incredible flashes of pure rapture as the cringing girl contracted her asshole
and tried to stop him from plunging all the way up her butt.  Each cruel
sodomizing thrust widened the still tightly resistant rear channel and she was
squirming her hips from side to side, struggling desperately somehow to lessen
the horrible pain that threatened to split her apart.

"AAAARRRGGGHHH!" she wailed as he thundered into her upturned little bottom. 
She had never imagined anything so horrible, and so vowed she would never let
any man touch her ever again.

Taking his time and savoring every inch of his progress, Clint drove his prick
up her straining back passage, his brutal pleasure increased by her agonized
cries.  "MMMMMMM" he groaned as her humid ass cheeks rubbed the sides of his
long hard cock

Suddenly his entire member was inside the tensely throbbing rectal interior
and his balls swung down into her pussy, adding to her shame.  He heaved
forward again until his wiry pubic hair was scraping against her butt harshly.

He began sawing in and out smoothly, withdrawing until just the tip of his
prick was lodged inside her contracting asshole, then, with brutal cruelty,
slamming forward again and hammering his mighty organ deep inside her forever
stretched rectum.  It seemed to answer a deep, never before satisfied need to
punish every woman on the face of the earth.  

The savage strokes continued, on and on until she thought she couldn't stand
another minute of it.  She wouldn't have to. 

As Misty started to regain consciousness, Clint grabbed her shoulder and
rolled her face up and at a right angle to Kay, her neck pressing into the top
of Kay's head.  He lifted Kay's head and rested it on Misty's chest, just above
her tits, which he then proceeded to grope.  Pressing his lips to Misty's, he
resumed fucking, this time even more furiously.  Suddenly, he gasped with
delight as his white hot river of semen began to shoot far up into the
convulsing rectum of his latest victim

THE END...Unless you visit my Site:  Http://members.aol.com/purfect9


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