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From: an487306@anon.penet.fi (damalas)
Date: Thu, 29 Feb 1996 07:50:55 UTC
Subject: The Stranger

			     The Stranger

	I was really fed up with Mark. I mean, I am no sex starved
female, but I was pretty tired of leading him around all the time.
Seemed like the only time we ever have sex is if I initiated it. Like
tonight... I had been so hot and ready... even drawing his hand from
the bucket of popcorn, and sliding it down to my wet, waiting pussy.
And he just let it lay there... limp, while his eyes stayed glued to
the screen!

	Shit! I need a real man who will take what he wants. Mark sure
isn't that. Damn it, He is more interested in that fucking movie than
me!, I fume, as I storm off to the ladies room. I can feel my pussy so
wet... aching... hot!

	I slam open the door to the powder room and glance in the
large mirror at my reflection. My hands slide up to cup my full
breasts... my nipples pressing almost painfully against the material.
A soft, frustrated groan comes from my lips as I pinch my nipples
through the dress. Well, I think... They always say if you want
something done right, you have to do it yourself!

	Scowling into the mirror one last time, I look into the room
of stalls. It is empty... seems everyone else thinks the movie is good
too. I push open one of the stall doors angrily, letting it slam
behind me. sitting on the toilet seat, I quickly hike my dress up
until it is all bunched around my waist... my pussy clenching as the
cooler air flows over it.I close my eyes and slide my hand slowly down
my stomach... taking my time... my fingers twirl around the silky
hairs that sparsely cover my pussy... tugging slightly.

	My finger slides further down... oh god... I need to cum so
bad! With a low throaty moan, I slip my fingers between my lips and
press hard against my throbbing clit. AHH!! GOD! Oh that feels so
good! Faster and faster I rub my clit... small cries and gasps filling
the empty room. I reach up with my soaking wet fingers and rub my
juices over my taut nipples... then pinch them hard AHHHHH!! GOD... I
am going to cum!! My hips start pumping back and forth as my hand once
again slips to my pussy... I am so close!

	All of a sudden I hear a soft click in the room outside and
open my eyes to complete blackness. What the fuck??!! I hate the
dark... where are the lights? I start to rise from the seat when I
hear the outer door open, and heavy footfalls start walking into the
room. I hold my breath, too scared to move. Maybe if I am very quiet,
whoever it is will go away. SLAM!!!!! The door to the stall I am in
is shoved open, and I am blinded by a bright beam from a flashlight
shining directly into my eyes.

	"Who is that? Get that light out of my fucking eyes!" I
say... trying to sound unafraid... but trembling inside.

	The light moves slightly down... and I realize that my
dripping pussy is completely exposed... my fingers obviously wet with
my juices. In a deep sinister whisper, the huge shadow in front of me
says, "What have we here? A slut-whore playing with her nasty wet
pussy?"

	I shiver with fear and try to cover my nakedness by pulling
down my dress, but a strong hand reaches out and grabs my wrist. "Oh
no you don't bitch... " The stranger quickly grabs both my hands,
pulling them over my head... then the flashlight plays across my
breasts. "Nice titties, bitch," he whispers. I hear the sound of a
belt being undone, and I start to shake with fear.

	"Please! Don't hurt me... I am not a slut! I am not a who... "

	... A hand slaps lightly at my right breast... not really
hurting... but cutting my pleading short as I gasp!

	"Shut up slut! I know what you are... and before I am done
with you, you will be begging me to fuck you... You make any more
noise, and you WILL regret it!"

	I grit my teeth together, too scared to call for help. In the
silence, I can hear the rasping of the stranger's breath... and the
sound of a zipper being opened. I start to struggle... but his grip on
my wrists is too strong. I feel something slip across my arms, and
realize it is his belt, as he uses it to fasten my wrists tightly
together. He pulls it through the towel bar behind me, tightening it
until my arms are stretched back behind my head, making my chest
thrust out. I pull against the restraint wildly... trying in vain to
free myself. I cry out in shock as he slaps his open hand across my
left breast... harder this time.

	My nipples are rock hard... it feels like they are going to
burst...

	He grabs my head with both hands, holding it still easily... I
can feel the strength in his muscled arms. Then I feel something hot
and smooth slide across my lips... smearing a trail of wetness in its
path. Oh god! Oh please... god... I scream inside my head as he rubs
his cock over my mouth and face, a low menacing chuckle coming from
him.

	"You will beg me to let you suck my cock, slut, before i am
through with you... I am going to fuck the shit out of you... and you
will do what I want, WHEN i want! Understand?"

	I keep my lips tightly closed... frozen in terror.

	"You want another slap, slut?" he growls. I open my mouth
quickly to say no... but as soon as my lips part, he thrusts the full
length of his cock into my mouth... hitting the back of my throat and
making me gag. I let out a muffled scream, but his hands hold my head
immobile as he pushes his cock in even further. It is so thick, my
lips are stretched almost painfully around it.

	Before i can even draw a breath, he draws out and then slams
it back into my mouth... and pulls on my head... driving his throbbing
pole down into my throat... I feel like it will never stop... I can't
breath... still deeper! As he finally manages to push his whole shaft
into my swollen mouth and throat, he grinds his pelvis against my
face... his balls slapping against my chin... public hair scratching
my sensitive skin. I can't breath!! I am struggling weakly...
desperately... he is going to smother me with his cock!

	My head starts to spin as the lack of air pushes me to the
brink of consciousness... as the black starts to close around me, he
draws his massive organ back... leaving just the head inside my
mouth... and i desperately gasp for air.

	"MMmmmmmm... You love that... don't you, slut-bitch? You love
to suck on my cock... mmmmm... But it's not yet time for that...
soon... but first... "

	With a wet sound, he draws his cock out of my swollen and
stretched lips, and I groan as I finally can draw in ragged breaths.
His hands are suddenly on my breasts... tugging and pinching my
nipples... they are so hard... he pinches them a little harder and I
gasp as an unexpected shaft of incredible pain/pleasure rockets
through me.

	"Ahh... nice titties, my little slut-bitch... you like that,
eh?"

	His fingers keep teasing and pulling on my nipples... then he
lowers himself down, squatting in front of me... and I feel his breath
hot against my skin. His fingers pinch my nipples one last time,
causing me to cry out. Suddenly, his mouth covers my right nipple, his
teeth scraping against it, sucking it into his mouth. I can't stop a
small groan from escaping as his mouth causes such intense jolts of
pure raw pleasure to rocket through my sweat slicked body. I feel like
I am about to explode... he sucks so hard... nipping me, driving me
higher and higher. I moan as his mouth leaves my breast... but his
finger replaces it, as he draws my other nipple into his mouth...
giving it the same attention. I suddenly realize that my hips are
rocking back and forth as my body responds to the stranger's touch.

	With a final sharp nip, he moves his mouth from my breast and
I feel his strong arms slide under my legs, pulling them up and out...
pushing them against my chest. His hands lock tightly around my
ankles, and without warning, his head drives in between my legs, his
tongue spearing into my wet, gaping pussy. A cry of pure lust is
wrenched from me, and my legs jerk apart even wider.

	"MmmmMM! sweet pussy juice from my little slut! You taste so
good... I am going to make you beg me to fuck you whore... "

	OH GOD!! AHHHHHHH!! His tongue flickers madly against my
clit... then his teeth nip it... AHHHOOOHHHH!!!! I feel myself on the
very edge... I cry out over and over as his tongue spears deep into my
hot clinging pussy. As he licks and slurps the juices running from me,
he pinches my throbbing clit between his thumb and forefinger...
pulling on it... With a loud scream, i feel my insides explode, every
inch of me on fire... my juices gushing into his hungry, sucking
mouth.

	I am shaking uncontrollably in the aftermath of the most
intense orgasm I have ever experienced, my mind drifting...
aftershocks pulsing through me. I barely register the fact that his
hands no longer hold my ankles captive.

	He rises up... looming over me. His hands reach out, tangling
into my hair.

	"Ohh... my little slut liked that, didn't she? Your hot little
slut pussy can't get enough... can it? I bet your mouth wants to suck
on my cock real bad... Yea... sluts like you love to suck cock. Open
your fucking mouth and suck me, bitch!"

	My mind is having a hard time registering everything... and I
don't answer fast enough. His hands tighten in my hair, yanking on
it... pulling my head back. I feel the after affects of my orgasm
start to be replaced once again with fear... his cock is too big...
There is no way I am going to be able to take all of him in my mouth,
and still be able to breath. My mind whirls chaotically... I cry out
as once again he pulls at my hair.

	"BITCH! I said SUCK MY COCK NOW!"

	He punctuates each word by shaking my head sharply. I whimper,
I am completely helpless and he knows it. He presses his swollen cock
hard against my mouth... It is already rock hard and so thick and
long.

	He shakes my head again.

	"OPEN YOUR SLUT MOUTH NOW!" he orders angrily.

	I squeeze my eyes closed... and open my mouth slightly...
every muscle in my body tense. My body goes limp with relief as he
slowly, almost gently, pushes just the head of his cock past my lips.
He groans deeply, and his cock throbs... swelling even more.

	In a throaty voice he orders, "Lick the head... suck on it
nice, you sweet little slut. Show me how much you want me to shoot my
cum into your mouth... down your throat... AhhhHHHhh... YESSSS... you
hot little bitch!

	Ohh... yes... suck me... suck my cock!"

	I am so relieved that he didn't push farther in... maybe I can
make him cum if I suck him hard and I use my tongue to press against
the underside of his shaft. I start licking and sucking him for all I
am worth. His cock keeps swelling more and more... my mouth is clamped
so tightly around it that I doubt he can get it any further into me
even if he wants to. With a feral groan, he tightens his grip on
either side of my head, and proves to me just how wrong I am.

	With a powerful thrust of his hips, he drives his fucking pole
past my tongue... past the back of my mouth... into my throat...
GOD... my throat is stretched as his monster cock relentlessly plows
deeper and deeper. He lets out a sound that is more animal than human,
and with a shudder, somehow manages to push the last few inches into
my throat, watching with glazed lust filled eyes as his cock
disappears all the way into my mouth... and watches my throat
expand... the outline of his cock clear as it pushes further and
further in.

	A shudder runs through him, and he grips my head even tighter
as I try to back away from him... panicking as my air supply is cut
off. As he begins to slowly withdraw, my throat muscles contract
around his cock, dragging a deep moan from him. As dizziness starts to
wash over me, he seems to somehow sense my need and he draws his cock
all the way out, letting me drag in a deep lungful of air before once
again thrusting his hips forward... his cock again pounding deep into
my throat.

	"Ahhh... yessss... you sweet cunt... you know you love this...
sweet little slut. Mmmmmm... yes... ahh god... your throat is so
tight... uhhnnnnn... uhnnnnn!"

	The muscles of my cock-filled throat constrict, trying to
drive this invader out, and he groans even more loudly, his hips
beginning to move back and forth faster and faster. His hands start to
pull my head hard up against him as he thrusts in, then pulls back as
he withdraws. He is fucking my mouth and throat, and I am totally
helpless to do anything about it. Impossibly, his cock starts to swell
even more... his gasping shallow breathing and the wet sound of his
plunging cock the only sounds that fill my universe... There is no
other reality for me except his engorged member fucking my throat.

	I grab what air I can as his pace increases to a feverish
intensity. With a gut wrenching moan, he PLOWS his cock into my
throat, grinding against my face as I feel the first load of his cum
shoot deep inside my throat... burning a trail to my stomach... and
another... another... his grunts filling the air as he shoots load
after load down me. It seems like he will never stop... With a
shudder, he grinds against me one last time more cum flowing down my
throat, then he slowly withdraws his softening cock.

	I drag in lungful after lungful of air... my face smeared with
his cum. I can hear his labored breathing, and feel his hands reach
up to undo the belt from my hands. I let them drop heavily to my
sides. The stranger lifts his pants, and I hear the sound of his
zipper closing. He stands silently in front of me, not moving... not
saying a word. A long moment passes while his breathing gets more
under control. He leans towards me... his face just a shadowed oval,
and I feel his lips graze softly over mine. I am amazed at this sudden
gentleness from him, and he must have guessed.

	"My pretty sexy slut... I am pleased with you," he says in
that soft whisper. "Next time I will teach you other ways to please
me and you WILL learn, won't you, my little slut?"

	NEXT TIME?? That softly whispered phrase jolts through my head
over and over, but I had learned already that he did not like to wait
to be answered, so I nod my head and whisper back, "Yes... Your slut
will learn more ways to please you."

	He again lowers his lips to my mouth... and his tongue probing
deeply, giving me a long, passionate kiss, his hands caressing the
side of my face gently. Then, without another word, he is gone...
swallowed up by the deeper darkness of the room beyond. I hear the
outer door close quietly... he is gone... for now.

	I sit there for at least ten or fifteen minutes... gathering
what little composure I have left, then stand up and try to straighten
out my badly rumpled dress. Feeling my way with my hands, I move
slowly out of the stall, and into the room beyond. I get most of the
way towards the door to the theater lobby when the lights come on as
suddenly as they had gone out. I pause at the mirror, and gaze at my
reflection. My hair is a tangled mass of curls... my lips swollen and
red. There is cum still glistening wetly on my cheek and around my
mouth. I use the sink to clean up and comb my hair. Satisfied that I
have done the best I can, I take a deep breath and open the door,
walking into the lobby. My mind is racing... what should I do? If I
tell my boyfriend what has happened, will he even believe me? And if
he does... God! He will raise hell... I know I can't take the stares
and whispered comments that are sure to follow me. I make my way into
the darkened theatre, and locate our seats. I sit down quietly...
hardly daring to look at my boyfriend.

	He barely glances at me, muttering, "Took you long enough...
thought you fell in," before returning his gaze to the screen. Slowly
I start to relax... the tension in my muscles easing... no... he
wouldn't notice if I had come back in to the theatre stark naked! I
find myself thinking that he could take a few lessons from my
mysterious stranger, but shut that thought down guiltily. As I stare
sightlessly at the flickering pictures on the screen, my thoughts keep
returning over and over to that last comment from the stranger... Next
time?

damalas