From: sirreno@aol.com (Sir Reno)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Coerced Seduction (m/f rape)
Date: 26 Jan 1996 05:38:56 -0500

			  Coerced Seduction

	It was another hot summer afternoon in Northern New Mexico. I
was home from work on my lunch hour and Martha was out sunning herself
on the downstairs patio. This had become the routine for the summer
while I was living with my fiance's family until we got married in a
few months.

	My future father-in-law had just left to return to the office
and Martha and I were home alone. I knew from the months that had gone
by that once Bill had left to return to work, we would be unvisited
for the rest of the afternoon.

	While I ate I looked out from the dining room window to see
Martha's semi-nude body glistening in the sunshine. She was lying on
her back and had the top of her bikini swim suit pulled down as far as
it would go without exposing her nipples. As I watched she also pulled
the top of her panties down to expose as much of her skin to the sun
as possible. As she attempted to lower her panties, she overshot the
mark a bit and accidentally exposed the top of her beautifully full,
reddish brown pubic mound.

	Martha couldn't see me watching due to the sun's reflection
off of the window. But I could see everything about her beautiful
luscious body. She took good care of herself and was an extremely
attractive 45 year old. Her skin was a golden brown from months of
sunning herself regularly. Her breasts, though not large, were a
perfect handful and quite firm. Her waist was small and slowly flared
out to meet her shapely and rather petite hips. She did aerobics and
played tennis on a daily basis and her ass was as round and firm as
that of any 20 year olds. Her reddish brown hair was shoulder length
and almost perfectly matched the shade of her pubic mound. Martha's
facial and physical features often reminded me of the movie star Angie
Dickinson. She could have easily been her double.

	I had been planning with anxious anticipation for some time,
what was about to follow. Periodically, while I was still home eating
lunch, Martha would finish sunning herself and go upstairs to take a
shower. This had happenned on a few occasions and I had formulated a
plan just in case it happened again. Now, if I was ever going to, was
the time.

	As Martha checked in with me to say, "Hi," and tell me she was
going upstairs to take a shower, I could see her sweat covered body in
all of its 5'6," glory. She had a wine cooler in her hand and probably
had consumed two or three of them while working on her tan out in the
hot sun. Martha enjoyed her alcohol. It was a good way for her to
escape the boredom of being the wife of one of the local professional
people, yet trapped in a "two bit," town without much culture for a
woman of her interests and needs.

	Between the anticipation of my plan, and seeing Martha's hot
bod so close to me, my cock was rock hard. I trembled as the
adrenaline rushed through my body. Shortly after Martha went upstairs,
I heard the water start running for the shower. That was my cue. I got
up from the table and took the phone off of the hook. So much for any
incoming calls. Next, I locked all of the doors. I took off my work
boots and proceeded up the stairs.

	As I reached the top of the stairs, I could hear the shower
running and see some steam making its way out of the partially opened
bedroom door. My heart was pounding so hard that I thought that it was
going to bust out of my chest. I slowly looked into the bedroom and
saw that it was empty. She was in the shower.

	I entered the bedroom being as quiet as I could. I was sure
that she could probably hear my heart pounding, but my throbbing cock
wouldn't let my fear stop me.

	I quietly closed the bedroom door. I could hear Martha's
movements in the shower as she washed the hot sweat and sweet smelling
sun tan lotion off of her body. I peered into the partially open
bathroom door and saw her beautifully tanned body through the obscured
shower glass. As she moved I could see her tits bounce and the small
patches of white, untanned skin on her ass and breasts. I could smell
the scent of the soap she was using and feel the warm humidity
increase as the steam from the shower built up in the closed bedroom.

	I went back to the bedroom windows and quietly closed them and
drew the curtains. Then I started to strip. I was nude in seconds with
my clothes scattered all over the bedroom floor. My cock was throbbing
like it had never throbbed before and I was afraid that I would cum
before I had fulfilled my plan. My heart was pounding and my body was
trembling uncontrollably. Suddenly the shower stopped. I knew now that
even if I decided to back out, there was not enough time to change
back everything that I had so far done in the bedroom to go
undetected. I had been subconsciously aware of this all of the time
and had done this to trap myself into it... Now I was committed and I
knew it.

	I stood there quietly between the bedroom dresser and the big
king sized bed. I was just around the corner of the dresser from the
bathroom door. Then I heard the shower door click open and saw the
shadow of a movement as I heard a towel slide off of the rack. The
steam from the shower had built up a high degree of humidity in the
bedroom now as it continued to flow through the opening in the
bathroom door. My chest and shoulders were covered in moisture and my
armpits were dripping from my continued adrenaline rush.

	I made a mental commitment, took a deep breath, and forced
myself towards the bathroom door. She was just stepping out of the
shower as I further opened the bathroom door and entered. There we
were. It seemed as if that moment became frozen in time. I looked at
the expression of shock on her face as I saw her eyes move up and
down my nude, tanned and very aroused 22 year old body. For a moment
her eyes fixed on my hardened and throbbing 8," cock. With all of the
heat, moisture, and humidity in the room, my balls were hanging as low
from my torso as they ever had and she knew without a doubt what my
intent was.

	"Dan," she squealed, with a tone of fear in her voice that I
had never heard before. "What are you doing?"

	"Doesn't it seem pretty obvious Martha," I replied.

	Martha stood there with nothing but a towel wrapped around her
curves. I could hear the quivering in her voice as she said, "Why are
you doing this?"

	I didn't answer her question but instead approached her and
placed my hands at the top of her towel. She backed up as I came
towards her but had nowhere to retreat to with the bathtub directly
behind her.

	The tops of my fingers felt the warmth of her flesh as they
slid down and in between her breasts and the towel. As I started to
gently pull down on the towel, she struggled. She attempted to push my
hands away but was only successful in causing the towel around her to
come loose. She struggled to regain the towel and to conceal as much
of herself as possible. Then she yelled at me, "After all we've done
for you, this is how you repay us!!" She then hauled off with a
stinging slap across my face and kicked me in the shin. I knew that
she had been trying to aim higher than my shin but couldn't reach
higher because of the close proximity we were to one another.

	Up to this time I had still been wrestling with the fear of
what I was doing. That fear had succeeded in holding back my desire to
drive my cock into her as deep as it would go. But after that stinging
slap to the face and a painful kick to my shin, the rage and passion
overwhelmed any fear that might have been holding me back.

	I returned a stiff backhanded slap across her face which
seemed to not only stun her but almost knock her down. I yanked the
towel away and she pulled up her hands to cover her breasts revealing
a full bearded clam just below her waistline that almost glowed with a
light , reddish brown hue to it. As I stared at her pussy I could see
under her pubic hairs a fine, light red line running vertically down
into her crotch. The sight of her vulnerable cunt just pushed me
farther into a blinding rage of lust. I grabbed her by the hair and
led her around to the huge oak footboard of the bed. With one hand on
her left wrist and the other hand squeezing a chunk of her scalp, I
hurled her over the top of the solid wooden structure. Her bare hips
slammed down onto the top of the footboard and she let out a scream of
pain as I pinned her in a steep down angle over the footboard and onto
the bed.

	She was panting hard as I pushed down on her back directly
between her shoulders with the palm of my hand. As I did this I
climbed up onto the second rung of the footboard for better leverage.
I pushed the tops of my thighs against her bare ass and leaned into
her.

	My cock was standing at full attention as I pressed onto her.
I hadn't angled it to an entry position yet. The cheeks of her bare
ass were warm and firm. They accepted my pressure willingly and the
feeling of her body heat drove me on.

	I then moved my left hand from between her shoulder blades to
the small of her back just above her hips. I pushed as hard as I could
collapsing her back into an arched position over the top of the
footboard. On three separate occasions she screamed as she strained
and fought to push her torso up from the bed. Each time I would push
back down harder, collapsing her onto the mattress. She swung
backwards with her arms in feeble attempts to strike my face. Her
breathing was hard and fast. As I leaned into her I grabbed her hair
again with my right hand and pulled her head back. Martha let out a
moan and collapsed onto the bed and her fighting ceased. The entire
conquest had lasted less than ten minutes but the intensity had proven
exhausting.

	As she lay over the footboard with her hips arched I quickly
moved into position to enter her awaiting cunt. I pushed down on her
back with one hand as I pulled one of her cheeks open with the other.
There, inches from the head of my anxious and throbbing phallus was
her pink, inner meat. I licked my fingers and slid them into her pussy
to check for wetness.

	Her cunt wasn't as wet as I would have liked but I had worked
harder for this than I had planned and wasn't going to quit now. I
smeared some saliva on the swollen purple head of my shaft and started
to enter when Martha cried in a high pitched, quivering voice ,
"Please Dan, not like this. You're going to hurt me if you try to go
in."

	I said to Martha, "Well I'm not about to quit now. Sorry but
I'm taking what you've got."

	"Please," Martha begged, "I don't want to be hurt."

	"Okay," I said. "But if you try anything smart, I won't be so
nice next time."

	Martha said that she had some lubricant in the bathroom. I let
her up from the bed still holding onto her hair. We walked into the
bathroom with no conversation between us and she produced out of the
medicine cabinet a shiny tube of KY Jelly.

	I tugged on her hair and we returned to the bed. As I was
leading her back to the footboard Martha begged, "Please Dan, my hips
were really bruised when you slammed me down over the footboard.
Please don't make me bend over that again."

	I agreed with Martha but only on the condition that she not
fight me any more. Martha looked down at the floor and nodded in a
submissive manner. I then ordered her onto the bed in a "doggy style"
position. Martha reluctantly complied.

	I opened the tube of KY and placed some into the warm, hairy
entrance of her cunt. Her body heat immediately melted the gel into
liquid. The time had come...

	I stroked my cock until it was as full and hard as it could
be. I then climbed onto the bed positioning myself behind Martha's
fully exposed ass, pussy, and asshole. Martha was positioned on the
bed on bent knees but her arms were locked holding her torso and
shoulders up off of the surface of the bed.

	I gently pushed her ass forward as I pressured the back of her
shoulder blades down to the surface of the bed. Martha remained silent
and obeyed my instruction. As she bent all the way down bringing her
shoulders to the bed, her ass and pussy opened up to expose to me a
tight pink little rose bud directly above her now wet and shining
gash. I could sense a rigidness and tension in her back as it remained
stiff from waist to shoulders.

	I straddled myself between the backs of her legs. I angled my
erect cock into a downward position and leaned into her. As the head
of my cock made initial contact between the hot , wet lips of her
pussy, Martha started to raise her shoulders off of the bed. I
immediately placed some forceful pressure to her back and sent her
back down to the mattress as my throbbing phallus slid into her
awaiting cunt. Martha leaned forward as I entered her and groaned as I
gently placed both of my hands onto the tops of her shoulders to pull
her back onto all of my 8 inch member. She resisted as I started to
slide in and out of her pussy. I had about another inch to go before I
bottomed out and Martha kept rocking forward preventing me from
planting my pulsating ram all eight full inches into her. I grabbed
her hair and yanked her back as I drove the final inch of my cock into
her stretching cunt with all my might. "Oh my God," she yelled as she
arched her back up, and then brought her shoulders back down to the
bed. She took a quick deep breath and then slowly exhaled... She had
surrendered.

	I started to slowly increase the rhythm of my thrusts. After a
few minutes I could hear Martha's breathing starting to deepen. We had
developed into that special rhythm of mating that only people who
have the most intimate and primitive knowledge of each other can know.
Sweat was pouring from both of our bodies as we rocked together with
the sounds of the large oak framed bed squeaking and pounding into the
wall, and my thighs slapping onto her ass each time I drove my cock
into her.

	Every time I plunged into Martha I would watch the shock
waves ripple up her heart shaped ass as I heard the slap, slap, slap
of our flesh coming together. We continued to fuck harder and Martha
started to arch her hips into a more accommodating angle for me to
pound my pulsating member into. I was now pulling my cock all the way
out and then sliding it all the way back in. Martha was breathing hard
through her nose and mouth both. I grabbed the tube of KY jelly on the
bed and squeezed some out onto my fingers as I continued to pump away
on Martha's drenched pussy. Once the heat of my fingers had melted the
gel I slid them slowly into Martha's tightly puckered asshole. First
one finger in and out, then another finger in and out. Martha yelled
out, "Dan that burns!" as I continued to work and stretch the tiny
rosebud of her asshole.

	"I've never been fucked in the ass before," confessed a
reluctant Martha between breaths. I continued to pound away saying
nothing and concentrating on the ecstasy of her hot dripping cunt.
Martha hadn't said it but she was clearly aroused to the point of
orgasm. Her deep breathing and rhythmic rocking were all tell tale
signs of a woman on the verge.

	I had established two full fingers inside of Martha's hot
slippery asshole and had managed to stretch the muscle beneath the
surface. My forefinger and middle finger were bending and twirling
inside of Martha's virgin ass. I could feel my cock sliding in and out
of her cunt with my fingers as I pressed them up against her intestine
wall.

	Without warning I pulled my cock out of Martha's gaping cunt.
I raised my body and angled the head of my cock down into her wet and
stretched asshole. I withdrew my fingers from it simultaneously. I
lined up the pulsating head of my cock onto her asshole and placed my
weight onto her. Her stretched anus muscle had no resistance left and
my cock slid into her wet, virgin hole.

	Martha lurched forward as she screamed. I grabbed her hair and
pulled her back. We both lay motionless on the bed. I was on top of
her with my cock deep into her anal opening. Martha pleaded, "Dan
please!This hurts to much! But I pulled her back by the hair and she
returned to her submissive position with me still inside of her.

	I started to slowly slide in and out of Martha's asshole.
Martha groaned each time I drove my cock slowly back into her. I added
more KY to my shaft and increased the rhythm. Martha quit groaning
after 3 or 4 minutes. Soon we were back into the same wonderful rhythm
as when I had been in her pussy.

	I finally spoke to her. I said, "Martha earlier you asked my
why. Now I'll tell you. I've wanted to mount your hot ass ever since
I've seen you strutting around in that tight little bikini of yours.
How does it feel?" Now it was Martha's turn not to respond. All I
could hear were her groans and panting.

	I increased the pace as I slid my hand down under Martha's
waist. My hand crept its way down Martha's belly and into her thick
forest of pubic wilderness. Farther I reached until my fingers found
their target. Slowly my fingertips started massaging Martha's erect
clitoris. Martha arched her hips and started to breathe very quickly
and shallowly. "Dan," she asked, "How did you know?" I didn't respond
but continued to work her raised clit while my cock pounded away in
Martha's stretched asshole.

	We started fucking as hard as we could. The bedframe was
squeaking loudly and the headboard was pounding against the wall as if
King Kong was beating on it. I had been fucking Martha in one hole or
another for almost an hour and I couldn't hold my load any more. I
screamed as I exploded my wad between Martha's hot, sweaty, firm
cheeks. No sooner did Martha hear and feel my orgasmic explosion than
she yelled, "Oh my God Dan, I'm cumming too!!" Martha screamed and
lurched on the bed like a bucking bronco with me stuck right in the
middle of her. I held on for dear life as her orgasm returned to her a
strength that I had not felt before.

	She collapsed on the bed with me right on top of her. We lay
together bathing in each others sweat. The bedroom had that musky
smell of pussy juice mixed with human perspiration. The clock radio on
the dresser said 1:45 in the afternoon. It had been about an hour and
a half since I had started to stalk my prey. Now the ritual was over.

	I slowly got up and put my work clothes back on. She said
nothing, but only lay there face down on the bed. I could see between
her spread legs. Her pussy and asshole were both glossy pink and
stretched wide open. Her ass shined with a combination of our sweat
and my sperm all over her legs and cheeks.

	I walked out of the bedroom and returned to work. I spent the
rest of the work day on needles and pins waiting for a visit from the
police. They never showed. After work I returned to the house and
entered as if nothing at all had happened. Martha was there in the
kitchen preparing dinner like always and my future father-in-law,
Bill, was in the living room reading the newspaper... just like
always. Nothing was ever mentioned to me about that afternoon again. A
few short months later I married Martha's daughter and we moved to a
different state. That was 20 years ago.

	To this day when Martha and I make eye contact for any
prolonged period of time, we know what each other is thinking. Perhaps
someday I'll bring up the topic, perhaps I won't. But whether I do or
not, the memory of that hot, summer afternoon will always live in my
mind...