She was wholly unfamiliar with her immediate surroundings as well as the city and state she was in. She had traveled over two thousand miles on an extended business trip, which would have bored a Buddhist to tears, but she had planned some side activities to keep her occupied. She had started chatting with a guy online some weeks back and they seemed to hit it off well. They went from the message board to private messaging and their conversations grew more intense. Jo had a curious streak in her that was just insatiable. Her fantasies belied the fact that, for all outward appearances, she looked like such a good girl. This appearance was not just restricted to a vague sense of innocence. She truly looked like a teenage girl. She was twenty-two but always found herself being carded at bars and asked to speak to a parent when she answered the phone at home.

She knew almost nothing about the man she had been corresponding with, the man that was to meet up with her at any moment in this generic motel room just off the highway. She didn't even have a picture of him, save for some blurry piece of crap he sent her shortly after they began messaging each other. This is something Jo would never have dreamed of doing before. Well, that was kind of a lie. She had often fantasized about having sex with a stranger…or strangers. She had even subconsciously set up situations in the past where, with a little initiative on the man's part, she would have more than willingly to have been taken at a bar or a party. She often wore no panties when she went out and could barely restrain herself from spreading her legs to a stranger that took her fancy. Often she would end up in the women's bathroom, rubbing her swollen clit furiously while dipping her fingers into her dripping pussy. On one occasion, this activity opened up new opportunities as she had her first lesbian encounter from just such a scenario.

One night, a little over a year ago, she had been drinking and dancing with a man who was vastly taller than herself. In a moment of playful flirtation, he hoisted her up onto his hips and spun her around and around, completely unaware that the rest of the bar was getting a most graphic display of Jo's sweetly sculpted ass. After he put her down again, Jo looked about the room and was met by the smoldering gaze from hundreds of hungry eyes. Her breathing became shallow and she quickly ran to the bathroom, partly in embarrassment, but more to relieve her lust so as not to do something incredibly stupid. As her fingers worked herself into a frenzy, she wasn't even aware that the stall door had opened and a statuesque woman stood there, admiring her.

Jo's legs were spread high against the wall of the stall and her fingers worked feverishly to bring herself off. She jerked suddenly as a hand touched her own, forcing her fingers farther within her streaming pussy. She looked up in shock, but was unable to bring her legs down as the woman wrapped Jo's knee firmly in the crook of her arm and her other leg fell on the stranger's shoulder. She quickly replaced Jo's fingers with her own and roughly started working them deeply inside Jo's aching pussy. Between her unintended exposure to all of those strangers and the welcomed rape of this beautiful woman, Jo climaxed fairly quick. The woman was much older than Jo and had an air about her that spoke of opulence. Her clothing was of the highest fashion and her face and body enjoyed the attention and exercise afforded only the most monetarily advantaged. She was a stunning lady, with grace and poise in stark contrast to Jo's girlish glowing beauty. After Jo's shuddering subsided, she helped her to her feet. She guided Jo's foot to the toilet seat and, in numb confusion, Jo complied. She had Jo hoist herself up so that her ass rested upon the high-backed tank of the toilet as she sat down on the seat facing the wall. Jo was about to speak, but the words were torn from her throat by a involuntary squeal as the woman pulled her thighs upwards and rammed her tongue deeply into Jo's puffy pussy.

The woman drove her tongue deeper and deeper, straining to force herself farther into Jo's yielding wetness. Jo was not sure how long this oral assault lasted, but she knew that other women had been in and out of the bathroom and just had to be fully aware of what was going on in her stall. At one point, a group of three or four young women opened the stall door, peering in at Jo's half naked form. This made her come hard, knowing that these women, while probably not admitting it, wanted to do the same thing to her ravished pussy. After she had cum innumerable times, the woman got up and walked out of the stall without a word. Jo could hear her wash the streaming pussy juice off her face, neck and the tops of her rounded tits. Jo's legs were too shaky to stand and she remained in the stall for quite some time after the other woman left the bathroom.

Even though she always had these fantasies and tried to make them reality, her looks and the perception that people had of her, stopped her from actually going through with them. This time, however, she would have the perfect opportunity to make her fantasies real. The guy she had been talking to was much older than her and had that aura of danger about him while all the while managing to make her feel safe and secure. They talked a lot about common interests, but he quickly set those banalities aside and blatantly started talking to her about his sexual desires. Somehow, he seemed to have homed in on her most closely held fantasies.

Even as a little girl, Jo had always been somewhat sexually aware. She couldn’t define it and her parents and school made her fearful of her awakening desires. She couldn't seem to help herself from putting her pillow between her legs while she was lying on her bed doing homework, just clenching her thighs together until that warm, tingly sensation took her over. When her parents had friends over, she would always climb up into the men's laps and innocently wiggle around until she felt them harden beneath her. They would quickly pick her up and put her on the floor with a flushed, sheepish look on their faces. At school, she found herself staring at her male teacher's pants, wondering what their cocks looked like and wondering if she could find out. She had always heard stories whispered in the halls about teachers who had molested their students. Jo wondered if any of her teachers wanted to molest her.

Her new online friend started talking about molestation immediately after she had sent him a picture of herself. It was almost like he could perceive her innermost fantasy imprinted upon her face. He would write long messages almost mirroring her secret fantasies. He told her one story where she had been caught making out with a boy in school and was sent to the principal's office.

When told that her parents would be called, she broke down in tears, knowing that her over-protective family would be shamed by her actions and punish her severely. The principal then offered that she get spanked in lieu of calling her parents and, after eagerly agreeing, Jo was bent over the desk. The principal pulled her hips farther away from the desk so that only her head and arms remained on the top. He then whisked her short skirt over her back, exposing her sweet, rounded ass encased in plain white panties. After laying into her ass with three well placed slaps, he began rubbing her welted cheeks, feeling the warmth radiate off of them. Slap, then rub. Slap, then rub. His callused hands working their way farther and farther between her thighs each time. Jo's ass was gyrating slowly in small circles, half in response to the pain and half in an arousing sense of lust.

The principal then exclaimed what a little whore Jo must be because her panties were soaked clear through and her juices were running down her thighs. Grabbing a letter opener off his desk, he quickly slit the sides of the sopping wet fabric and held them under Jo's face for her examination. Jo could smell the sweetly musky scent that was so familiar to her. A scent that she smelled every night as she licked her own nectar from her fingertips. The principal then took up his position behind her gave her ass a resounding slap. Her pussy squirted a little and her asshole puckered in spasms. She felt something like a hot, hard knob rubbing itself up and down her sopping slit. She felt it draw itself up to the sensitive flower of her contracting asshole and push slightly.

Jo sucked in a fearful sigh, yet felt her body pushed back slightly. The hard knob forced itself forward once again with an accompanied slap, making her asshole expand and contract quickly, drawing in the hard protrusion a little more. This was repeated several times with her body bucking backwards to push the invading knot deeper inside. With an almost audible pop, the unseen invader found itself ringed within her tight, virginal ass and there, she felt it grow. It swelled and pushed itself in a little further. Another slap and her asshole convulsed uncontrollably. The hard rod in her ass grew unbelievable harder and swelled even more. Suddenly, a warm stream shot into her depths in a hot torrent. She could feel every squirt as it coursed into her violated ass. The hard, swollen head of his cock was working itself in and out feverishly, all of a sudden popping out of her tight ass as if it had been ejected. Streams of the warm fluid sprayed across her red, raw ass cheeks, feeling as if it was branding her. He tried to push the head back into her puckering asshole and that sent Jo into an orgasm of her own. The feeling of that pulsating head squirting cum into her sensitive sphincter caused her to push back suddenly, taking half the grown man's tool straight into her girlish hindquarters. She shrieked with pain and pleasure, feeling her own juices coursing down her thighs. She pushed back farther, taking his whole cock inside of her. She heard the principal say, almost incoherently, he was going to cum again and she felt his stiffness swell to the point of splitting her before filling her bowels with fresh, hot cum.

This was an example of the type of stories that he would send her. She finally admitted to him that she had fantasized about being molested by older men as a young girl and even now, as an adult, she saw the way older men looked at her, lustfully, assuming she was a teenager. She fantasized about having a man think that she was a teenage girl and violating her innocence. To do things that only a woman knew how to do, but the man under the impression that he was fucking a little girl.

The topic came up one afternoon concerning her impending business trip. He revealed to Jo that he did not live that far away from there and proposed that they meet up. The sudden thrill between her legs was almost equal to the rational fear in her brain. She had heard all of the nightmarish stories of people hooking up from the Internet and the woman getting raped…or worse. She did not really know this guy at all and didn't know anyone in the area of the country she was going to. She would be absolutely defenseless. Perversely, this sense of helplessness turned her on so much, that it consumed her thoughts. She tried to rationalize her actions by telling herself that nothing bad would happen. She told herself that this guy was the same as most of the men you find in chat room: all talk and no action. He probably wouldn't even show up.

Now here she was, anxiously awaiting his arrival, her pussy aroused and tender with anticipation. She had found this cute little schoolgirl outfit online and had shaved her pussy completely smooth. The little outfit barely covered her newly shaven pussy and, if she bent over even slightly, her well-rounded ass and swollen pussy lips would be exposed for all to see. The top was nothing more than a black watch bra, barely covering her tender breasts. Her make up matched a high school girl's, replete with bubble-gum lip gloss and sparkly body spray.

A loud, quick rap came at the door, followed by the word, "Maintenance!"

Jo quickly answered the door, her pulse racing and her pussy aching. The guy on the other side of the door was in jeans, a uniform shirt and wore a leather tool belt around his waist. He looked confused at first and said, "Are your parents here, honey?" He looked quickly down at his clipboard and answered himself before she could. "Oh, I see. You're here alone. Well, I'm doing routine maintenance on the toilets. The seal around the ballcock valve. It'll only take five minutes or so. If it's a problem I can come back later."

"No…no, no. You can do it now." Jo said, somewhat disappointed that it wasn't her internet fantasy come to life. As he entered, she worried that her chat buddy would arrive while the maintenance guy was here and kind of blow the whole illusion.

The maintenance guy asked, "Can I use the phone to call into the office to let them know which room I'm in?" Jo nodded and became uncomfortably aware of what she must look like as his eyes crawled up and down her short, lithe frame. He dialed a couple of numbers rapidly and then paused before he said, "Yeah, this is Rob. I'm down in room…uh…what room is this, honey?" She quietly mouthed the room number and he went on, "Room 320. Yeah…all the way at the end. I guess this is the only room rented out on this wing. I dunno. I guess they aren't renting any more rooms over on this side because the renovations are supposed to get started tomorrow. Yeah, after this one, I'm going to break for lunch. Yeah, I'll stop in the office when I get back. Sure. Talk to you later." Then turning back to Jo he said, "Let me get this done so I can get out of your way." His tool belt brushed up against the exposed flesh on her back as he passed, sending a trickle of unwanted pleasure rippling down her spine.

She heard him open up the back of the tank, which made her fleetingly think of her lesbian encounter so long ago. She quickly pushed those thoughts aside just as her cell phone rang. By the tone, she could tell it was a text message before she even flipped the face open. She quickly read the short message and her heart sank somewhat. It was a message from her chat buddy saying he was hung up at work and they would have to get together for dinner later. She shot a text back, trying not to act too disappointed, asking what time she should be ready. A minute or so passed before his reply came back stating simply six and that she should dress casual. She sighed to herself, then her cell phone rang again, making her jump slightly. It was her friend Kathy.

"Well! How's Mr. Internet?" she said in an unashamedly nosy tone.

"I don't know yet. He had to cancel until dinner tonight. He got swamped at work. He said he was picking me up at six and to dress casual." Jo said, not hiding her dejection at all.

"Oh, poor baby! Don’t worry. It will all work out. It'll probably be more spectacular just 'cause of the wait!" she said, in the all too familiar tone of someone trying to cheer another person up. "Jo-Jo, I can't stay on long. Corporate is here and we're supposed to be actually working. You lucked out with your trip. You should see Mathison. He looks like he's about two seconds from an aneurysm! Oh! Gotta go! Boss man cometh!"

The phone unceremoniously went dead and Jo was left to wallow in her disappointment alone. She set the cell phone down on the vanity outside the bathroom and looked in the mirror. The sadness in her eyes made her feel even worse. She glanced into the bathroom at the maintenance guy, wishing he would fucking finish soon so she could feel dejected all by herself. She wandered back into the main room and decide that she would just watch some television until the maintenance guy left. After he was gone, she'd change clothes and maybe go shopping at the little strip mall across the street from the motel. Shopping would definitely make her feel better. Shoe shopping, doubly so!

She tried to turn on the television, but accidentally skidded the remote off the nightstand. After checking on the floor under the nightstand, she concluded the remote must be wedged between the wall and the back of the nightstand. She was leaning over the top of the nightstand, peering over the back with her head pressed slightly against the wall when she heard the maintenance man's voice behind her.

"Sure 'nuff wouldn't let my baby girl go out in no get up like that. Why, your whole pussy's showing." Jo was suddenly aware that her short little skirt was hiding nothing and that this strange man was staring directly at her defenseless pussy. She froze, immobile, cleaved to the spot by fear. "No telling what could happen to a pretty, young thing like you, out on her own, showing her private parts to strangers. Some men might get the wrong idea. Me? I think I got the right idea."

Jo was finally jarred out of her frozen state, but slowly. She felt like she was moving in a surreal dream where her body was numb and yet wholly awakened. She turned as if in slow motion just as the maintenance man was unzipping his fly. She stared in numb wonderment as he reached into the opening and pulled out this slab of hardening cock. It was a massive affair, even in its semi-rigid state. He stroked it languorously, enjoying every inch of Jo nubile body with his eyes. His cock hardened quickly and became the only thing that Jo could focus on. Even when she fumbled for the phone, her eyes were glued to his thick, hard cock. He started giggling as she pulled the receiver to her ear. There was only dead silence to be heard.

"Yeah, I cut the cord when I was on it earlier." He said evenly, a slow, leering smile spreading across his face.

"I'll scream…" Jo said in a hitching, barely audible voice.

"I'm bettin' you won't." he said as he drew a battered claw hammer out of it's holster with his right hand. His left hand never stopped stroking his engorging cock. He pulled it hard, all the way from it's base to just under the head. A pearly drop of pre-cum appeared from the slit. He approached Jo slowly, the claw hammer in one hand and a potentially more dangerous weapon in the other. "In fact, I'm betting that you'll do everything that I tell you to do. We got a whole afternoon together and I think it's high time you learn what happens when you go teasing grown folks like that. I'm gonna teach you, girl. I'm going to show you what to do with that sweet little cunt of yours. You may have had some little high school weenie all up in ya'. Hell, you may have had the whole goddamn football team shootin' their jizz in all your holes. But you ain't never been with a man before. I see the way you're looking at my cock. You want it, but cha' don't know what ta do with it! I'll show you everything that you can do with it!" Suddenly, a thick glob of cum seeped out of his slit, running slowly down the shaft. Looking down at the slow stream of cum, he said, "Well, there's your first job girl! Lick that up!"

Jo just dumbly stood there until, lightning quick, he shot the hammer back into its holster and, without warning, grabbed her by the nape of her neck and pulled viciously downward, buckling her legs. She landed hard on her knees with his cock pressed into the side of her face. She could see the glistening shaft pulsating and a thin trickle of pre-cum constantly streaming from its slit. The turgid tool pulsed against her cheek and she took in the heady, musky aroma of his cum as it was smeared across her right cheek and the side of her nose. The thick glob of cum had run down the length of his cock and came to rest on the top of his hand, which was firmly encircling the base of his girth.

"Look at that innocent little face, all covered in cum now. Damned if that ain't pretty!" he said, breathlessly, then in a guttural tone he barked, "Now, lick my cock clean!"

Jo tentatively touched the tip of her tongue along the thick, veined shaft, savoring the salty-sweet taste of his issuance. She became horrified when she realized her breath was rasping in and out in short, rattling gasps and her pussy was positively aching for attention. She was so ashamed at that moment that she could somehow be turned on by this absolutely violent violation. While her thoughts ricocheted through her mind, her willful tongue obeyed her assailant's command, laving the shaft of his cock all the way up to the soft glans, lingering a moment to run the tip along his streaming slit, then back down to where his hand was held fast at the base of his staff. Jo suddenly turned feral as she ran her tongue hungrily through the puddle of cum that had pooled across his hand. She lapped it up mewling to herself as she felt herself come in just a slight, warm burst between her legs. He firmly grabbed her hair, directing her talented tongue to lap up what she had missed. He pulled her hair upwards, forcing her to rise as high as she could on her knees. As if from a mile away, she watched, almost like a numbed spectator as her open mouth was brought forward to accept the angry red knob of his engorgement. She felt its warmth stretch the sides of her mouth as it probed and swelled. He did not move at all, choosing instead to fuck her mouth by forcing her head down upon the shining shaft, impaling her innocent face with his abusive invader. Jo could feel the hot throbbing of his member and the sudden squirts of clear pre-cum that sprayed the back of her throat, trickling down into her belly.

He started to force he cock farther and farther into her mouth and down her throat, with no regard for her comfort. He treated her mouth like a whore's cunt, fucking it for all it was worth. She gagged around this mouthful of meat, but all she could do was try and relax her throat, thinking over and over that this would all be over soon. She could actually feel it stretching her trachea as it pummeled her throat relentlessly. Jo actually forget about the discomfort and fear for a moment as a shocked realization electrified her whole body. She became aware that her fingers were fervently driving themselves in and out of her sopping wet pussy, drenching her hand and wrist with her own pleasure. As this epiphany of passion poured through her, she began to suckle this stranger's cock with a genuine hunger. Her cheeks sucked inward as she pulled his cock deeper within her throat. She forced even more of it down and felt the response of her self-rape in the pulsating pleasure of her soaked slit. She felt his body go rigid and his cock swelled, flexing in her mouth.

She drove her head down, bringing her lips to within a half an inch of the base of his cock. Her throat muscles kept trying to convulsively swallow, massaging the shaft of this huge affair, coaxing it to cum. A surging freshet of cum shot directly down her throat and she hungrily pulled herself upward so that his huge load wouldn't be wasted directly into her belly. She brought the head back into her mouth as the second load shot an enormous amount waiting tongue as she worked his thickly veined shaft with her tiny hands. He came with such ferocity that tiny rivulets of cum streamed out from the corners of Jo's mouth and traced down her chin, where they glistened like a tiny string of pearls. Jo swallowed convulsively as the next load sprayed the back of her throat and the next gush filled her mouth completely.

She pulled the head of his cock out of her mouth and worked churning it with both of her nimble hands. She could barely wrap them around its girth and she felt the muscular rigidity of it as she manipulated it to spray yet another deluge of white hot cum, which coursed across her face. She brought the raging head back towards her mouth as her tongue darted out to tease the slit as it shot yet more come into her waiting mouth. She rolled her tongue around the whole head, lapping up globules of cum that had missed her mouth. She suckled and teased the head and sensitive glans with her lips and tongue, feeling it jump and pulse. The man suddenly pulled her backwards by her hair, ordering her to get up.

As soon as she was standing, he pushed her backwards onto the bed. "Well! My, my, my. You are a talented little girl, arncha now? I bet all the boys back home just line up to fuck that pretty little mouth o' yours, don't they?" As he spoke, he paced a few feet in front of her. "Well, babygirl, I'm 'bout ready to show you a few tricks that dem boys han't even seen in their daddy's porno mags!" Unbelievably, his cock did not go limp as all of Jo's past lovers had. She hadn't had that many, but all of them to a man had gone limp like a punctured balloon after they had cum. This man's cock, while not possessing the steel-like rigidity that it had before, was still almost fully erect. He caught her stare, looking down at himself, then back at Jo. "Oh, we ain't done here by a damn sight, babygirl. I've still got a lot of cum ta fill ya with and you have a lot of holes that still need fillin'!"

Shaking in fear and quaking in lust, Jo tried to mumble an excuse, but it came out in a husky whisper, with no real threat behind it. "I'm expecting someone…and…"

"No you ain't!" he said, laughing in such a mocking tone that Jo abandoned all hope of talking her way out of this impending situation. He began to take all of his clothes off, just so that she was completely sure of what his intentions actually were. "I heard ya on the phone. Yer boyfriend ain't gonna pick you up 'til six. That means I got some time to explore your tight little body and you got time to feel things you never felt before. You can either relax and enjoy yourself or you can be a little bitch and you just might…" he paused and stared at her with such naked, angry lust before going on. "Nah…if you're a little bitch, you'll definitely get hurt." He was now completely naked and she could see the sinuous muscles ripple across his medium built frame. He stopped and stood for a moment, legs akimbo, before he spoke again. "Now, what I want you to do is show me the rest of your tight little teenage body. How old are you, anyway?"

For reasons that she could not even fathom, the word, "Sixteen." flew out of her tingling lips in a husky murmur.

"Sixteen…sixteen…sixteen." he said, over and over like a mantra. It apparently worked as his cock regained its full rigidity and pulsed menacingly in the air. "Well, sweet sixteen…why don'tcha take off the rest of that little outfit so's I can commence to making you a woman."

Jo was almost shocked by the electrified touch of her own fingertips on her shoulder as her subservient fingers seemed to willingly oblige his request, untying the slender strap holding her top on. Her mind was a racing ball of confusion. One part of her, hidden deep behind layers of fear, wanted to scream and make a run for the door. Another part knew that this would be suicide. Yet another part, willingly agreed with this rationalization but, to Jo's horror, not for the reasons of self-preservation. No, this part of her conscious wanted this stranger to use her body, to fill her with his hardness, to fuck her without restraint. She wanted to be the little temptress, the high school tease who finally has to pay up after years of sending men and boys alike home with their cocks hard and aching and their balls full and sore. To have her innocence stripped from her with perverse abandon. She could enjoy the atrocities that would be visited upon her nubile form because she had absolutely no control. She became aware that she had splayed her legs far apart and her fingers spread her sensitively swollen pussy lips so that the man could see her virtue decadently exposed.

The man became abruptly brutal, snatching off her tiny schoolgirl's skirt with one rending rip. He hooked his elbows under her knees and pulled straight up with his brawny biceps as he dropped to his knees on the floor. Jo was thrown on her back and before she could even react, she felt his tongue being rammed into her aching pussy. Jo gasped and uncontrollably bucked her hips upwards, grinding her hairless mons into his face. He tongue fucked her rabidly, darting his tongue deep within her warmth. He pulled his tongue out and attacked her hardened clit, clenching it between his teeth as his tongue roughly raped the captive, sensitive nub. Jo's whole body became an electrified whip. Her back arched and she began lunging with her hips so that her clit was pulled and stretched. He clenched his teeth down harder to maintain control of it. Jo came in a series of shuddering spasms that ran through her whole body. She felt two of his callused fingers roughly penetrate her sopping wet cunt, his fingers hooking upwards, almost lifting her by her pelvis. She felt him manipulating a spot within her and this awakened a whole new sensation. She felt like she was losing control of the muscles in her legs and abdomen. She felt a welling within her that spoke of some hitherto unknown pleasure. He rammed his fingers in and out rapidly, releasing her clit at the same time. It was almost like she was a puppet and the master had cut her strings. She flopped down limply onto the bed, her abdomen contorting with the spasmodic aftershocks of his oral assault.

He sat up and started to slowly move his fingers in and out of her. She could hear the wet, suction-like sound of her pussy as he slowly began to bring her to orgasm. He turned his hand so that his thumb was pressed firmly against her throbbing clit. Two fingers slid easily into her pussy as his pinky penetrated her tightly convulsive sphincter. Jo shuddered for a moment, unconsciously clamping her anal ring around this invader tightly. She had always fantasized about having her ass fucked, but she always chickened out at the last second. A thrill ran through her whole body as she realized that she would not be able to chicken out this time. Jo relaxed and pushed her ass downward to accept this tiny digit within her. He hooked his fingers in the same manner he had before and massaged the inside of Jo's pussy, making her hips jump, forcing the little finger inside her asshole a little farther. She could feel that the area that he was manipulating was swelling, becoming more sensitive, making her feel…she couldn't quite describe it. It was as if her whole body was coiling up, ready to explode in a wave of pleasure that she had never experienced before. He pressed down hard upon her clit, making slow circles with his thumb, making Jo quake. Without warning, he withdrew his fingers, hooked her legs up with his arms and forced her backward.

He pulled her forward until her ass was at the edge of the bed, drawing her legs as far back as they would go. Being a fairly limber girl, Jo's ankles ended up being held behind her head. Her face was mere inches away from her own pussy and she felt another ripple of excitement as she gazed at her smooth, hairless pussy. Her pussy lips were puffy and bright pink from the man's ministrations. She could see glints of light reflected off the dew-like moisture of her own pussy's pleasure. He placed one foot upon the bed and grabbed his hard cock with his right hand, pointing it downward. He looked into her eyes as he stood there, his cock ready to be driven down deeply inside of her. A drop of his pre-cum dripped from his slit onto her pulsating clit, making her shudder. He held her eyes, letting the tension build. She looked at him, then looked at his cock aimed directly at her precious little pussy. A tremor of fear ran through her quickly as she gauged the enormous size of his cock and thought about how far within her depths it could reach. Slowly, he lowered himself down until the head of his cock touched the delicately sensitive folds of her aching pussy. His hand was still firmly grasping the base of his manhood, forcing it into a downward angle. He drew his cock upward, slowly, until it had spread her lips completely, exposing her hardened and distended clit. He let head of his cock graze her clit, sending Jo into a uncontrollable spasm of passion, before he pulled it downward once again, stopping at the sopping wet opening of her pussy, pressing forward slightly, working the head of his cock in circles, spreading her exposed charms. He pulled himself upwards, and Jo could see her own clear, glistening nectar dripping from his enflamed head.

He bore down on her once again, placing the head of his swollen member against her tightly tiny asshole. With the aid of her own juices, he lubricated her with the same circular motions that he had used on her aching pussy. From Jo's contorted vantage point, she could see everything. She could see her sweet little pussy tightening as his cock spread her poor little asshole wider and wider. Her breath was coming out in short, gasps as she watched the teasing violation of her innocence. He withdrew his cock and Jo could see her asshole gaping slightly, as if his cock head remained lodge within.

He then directed his cock back to Jo's anticipative pussy, driving himself into her just a couple of inches before quickly pulling himself out. He repeated this act over and over, driving an inch or two of his cock into her pliable pussy before abruptly pulling it out. Every time he pulled it out, Jo' pussy felt empty and aching to be filled completely. He began to push himself into her a little deeper, forcing his cock upward with his hand, abrading the same softly swollen spot within her as he had done with his fingers earlier. Jo felt that feeling rise within her once again, that sense of an anticipatory explosion.

As if from a million miles away, Jo found herself saying, "Fuck me!" in a throaty, whimpering voice.

"You're going to have to be a little more specific, babygirl." he said as he penetrated her once again.

"Fuck my little pussy!" she whispered in hitched, breathy tones as he rubbed the head of his cock against that sensitive spot within her.

"Fuck my little sixteen year old pussy with you huge cock!" she begged, feeling her own juices running down her cleft, across her tender asshole. "Just fuck me…fuck my pussy…fill up my little pussy! Rape me!"

"Well, that's better!" he said with a grin and suddenly threw all his weight foreword, plunging his cock roughly to her very core.

Jo could not even take a breath. Her pussy had been violently stretched and she could feel the tip of his cock pressing against her yielding womb. Her finger crawled across her belly and she could feel the imprint of his hardness through her abdomen. This incited her uninhibited lust to such heights that her cunt clamped down around his swollen member, sealing it momentarily within her depths as she came over and over. Just as suddenly as the raping invader had been plunged within her, he pulled it completely free from its blushing sheath. Jo was rocked with an uncontrollable orgasm the likes of which she had never experienced. As it subsided, his cock slammed within her, parting her pussy with such a fury that her convulsive cunt immediately clamped down around it again, imprisoning it within her soft, violated flesh. As before, when her orgasm subsided, he pulled his cock completely out, but this time he drove it inside of her, partway, massaging the irritated, fleshy nub just beyond her cervical ramp. Roughly plunging his cock partially in and out of her, he pulled out only briefly to spray her clit with molten pre-cum, sending her into yet another climax. He kept rapidly plunging his cock roughly into the delicate flesh of her pussy, working his cock around inside of her, sending her into a helpless fury of pleasure. He would then drive into her depths, holding his cock steady as he worked it in and out slightly, boring the head into her as far as it would reached. Jo found herself driven into a depraved sense of lust as she saw her abdomen pushed outward by this thickly swollen ravager. Jo sensed something within her rising, ready for release.

"This is what all the men want to do to your little pussy." He whispered viciously to her as he worked his cock as far as it would go inside of her. "All your teachers, all the men that see you out in your short little skirts and your little tank tops. They all want to fuck you, fill you with cum, cover you with cum. Hell, probably your own daddy has to go and jack off when he sees you strutting around the house in your pajamas. He probably jerks himself off to keep from sneaking into your room and just fucking your pussy raw! Well, this is how it feels when a man fucks a little girl, stretching her little pussy, filling her up. You like how it feels, dontcha?"

"Yes, yes, yes…yes!" she said rapidly as her fingertips caressed the bulge in her abdomen that was her rapist's cock. As he talked, images sprang unbidden in her mind, images of the most depraved nature. Being gang fucked by her teachers or by a group of strange men. Her cheerleader outfit being torn to tatters and her innocence being plundered, her delicate form being ravaged by cock after cock, savagely stretching her tiny pussy and asshole, filling her with gallons of cum. The most disconcerting and most perverse mental picture was that of her father standing over her bed, the fingers of his one hand inside her panties, spreading her virginal pussy lips apart as he stroked his massive tool mere inches from her face. She could see it so vividly and was appalled as to why this could turn her on so much. She took in the vision of his thickly veined cock as it sprayed cum across her sweetly angelic face, dripping across her lips and into her waiting mouth.

Suddenly, her rapist ripped his cock from within her and slammed it back in, only to yank it violently out again. He kept doing this for what seemed like an eternity as Jo watched this massive aggressor stretch her abused pussy. She could see her pussy lips tightly sealed against his shaft, being pulled outward by his massive girth until releasing from their own wetness. Over and over he rammed his cock into her womb. Jo felt that feeling rise within her to unbearable heights. Suddenly, all the muscles in her body became electrified as if they were live wires. He drove himself to her depths one, two, three times before pulling all the way out and off the bed. Jo had never felt anything like this before in her life. Her abdomen was a rippling welter of muscles, bunching and contracting. Her legs shuddered but were unable to be moved with her ankles firmly anchored behind her head. She gazed down lustfully at her swollen and reddened pussy lips, aching to run her tongue along her clit to soothe its painful need. Her pussy hole opened and closed convulsively, then, at the height of this electrifyingly perverse reaction, an eruption of clear nectar erupt from her nether regions. Jo had never felt such a sense of pleasure and release before and it was as if this moment was the only moment that had ever existed. She watched as her pussy sprayed stream after stream of her pleasure, reaching down with her fingers to feel the rubbery reddened flesh of her engorged clit, sending herself into another sensory overload of pleasure. Wave after wave of sensuality coursed through her body, as she screamed the most deviant and perverted epithets into the air.

After her massive orgasm subsided, Jo somehow disentangled her legs from behind her and sprawled limply across the bed. Aftershocks and ripples of pleasure ran through her body. Hher pussy was sore and satisfied, throbbing with pleasure and swollen with abuse. She felt the man's hands take her by her slim hips and hoist her up to a kneeling position. Unable to protest, she was moved into position like a rag doll. He spread her legs apart with his knees as he pulled her hips upwards, raising her round little ass high in the air. When he had her where he wanted her, he pushed his thumb into her freshly fucked pussy, making her squirm like an untamed whore. His index finger probed her tight little asshole, forcing itself beyond her sphincter's ring, exploring her virginal ass. Jo moaned and whimpered, half in a daze and half in a state of longing. She wanted desperately for this man to fill her with his need, to force her open, to fill her with his hardness. She felt him spread her asshole wider with another finger, spreading her, making her ready. Jo knew what he intended to do to her and she longed to feel him fill her in such a depraved manner. The though of his hard cock buried deep within her bowels filled her with such debauched sense of desire that a shudder of a climax ran through her, causing a trickle of moisture to run from her molested pussy. His finger worked in and out of her, forcing her open. He used her own pussy juice to lubricate her anal opening, pushing yet another finger in. She could feel her exposed asshole being stretched and she begged him to fuck her in her ass.

Without hesitation, he stood on the bed, squatted down to aim his rigid tool towards her virgin hole. He pressed his cock flesh against her rectum, pushing it inside of her. The pressure Jo felt was enormous, and for a fleeting moment, Jo thought that he might very well split her. Then, she saw their reflection in the mirror and all trepidation was overcome with the thought of this massive tool impaling her tiny little form, fucking her deeply in her ass, raping her relentlessly. Just the disproportionate nature of his enormous cock compared to her tiny, lithe body was enough to make anyone delve into the depths of depravity. She found herself rocking upwards to accept this invader into her ass, to fill her and fuck her, to molest and defile every orifice she had. She craved his cock and longed to feel the hot splash of his cum within her. Actually, at this point, she yearned to be filled with many cocks and to be positively covered in cum, to have it spray across her face and tits. To have her pussy and ass filled with cock after cock, filling her with load after load of cum, stretching her open so far that cum would just stream out of her when she stood up. She was working herself into a frenzy as she pushed back against his cock and felt the head pierce her sphincter.

Unbelievably, she came, making her want more. She shuddered and bucked upwards, forcing more of his rigid flesh within her. It seemed to slide in easily after passing the resistance of her sphincter. More and more of his cock penetrated her, forcing itself to her depths. She had become quite animalistic, grunting and sweating and begging and moaning. She forced herself to raise up, taking his shaft all the way inside of her. She looked into the mirror and saw her soft little body impaled, pinned down by this massive spike. Her hand went down her breasts, tweaking and pulling at her turgid nipples. She pulled as hard as she could, making herself scream as she pushed herself farther up, feeling his pubic hair scratch against the inside of her ass cheeks. He pulled his cock back a few inches them rammed it in to the hilt. The sharp, stretching sensation made Jo feel as if she were being split apart, and her ravaged rectum tingled with a pulsing desire to be stretched even farther. She pulled her nipples even more viciously, twisting them between her thumb and forefinger. She then traced her fingers down her body, feeling her molester's cock work itself deeply within her.

Soon, the man was overcome with his own needs and suddenly wrapped one muscular arm around Jo's waist and began driving his cock into her violently. He dropped to his knees behind her and just drove his cock into her without regard. The arm that had her seized by the waist, relented as his hand dropped between her legs. Her pussy lips, which were raw and aching, were spread apart desperately and he plunged three fingers into her sopping wet cunt. Jo screamed from the brutality of it all, unable to stop herself from cumming over and over and over. He pulled his fingers out of her dripping pussy and grabbed her hand, pulling it under her towards her own cunt. She seized her abnormally swollen clit and rolled it between her thumb and forefinger, sending shock waves of pleasure through her body. Her fingers then sought to relieve her aching hunger and she plunged three fingers within her convulsive cunt. The man started ramming his cock in and out of her ass with abandon, telling her what a little whore she was. Telling her how her little teenage pussy was ruined now. That she would never want boys her own age. That she would crave a man's cock to fill her cunt. Jo could feel his veined, rigid cock through the thin membrane between her pussy and her ass as it drove itself like a piston into her tender flesh. Turning her fingers around, she felt a spongy, swollen spot and instantly began to have that feeling well within her belly. She rubbed and tweaked and massaged the dime sized protuberance, becoming more and more excited as the feeling took her over. She felt the man's cock swell, threatening to rip her apart and this drove her to new heights of lustful excitement. As he plunged as deeply as he could go, the head of his cock became even more engorged, seeming to get hotter. His whole shaft became even more rigid and she could feel his pulse within her. The first jet felt like it absolutely filled her ass with molten cum. He withdrew slightly, only to ram his cock to the hilt, spraying her bowels with another streaming jet of cum. Jo's fingers manipulated her little love nub hidden within her and as her ass was filled with this stranger's cum, her own orgasm built. She felt the inside of her pussy clamp down on her fingers and all the muscles in her body became alive with a numbing climax. Her ass contracted around the man's cock as it shot load after load of hot cum inside of her. Jo rubbed the little nub even harder, bringing about another gushing climax, spewing her pleasure across her thighs and his swollen balls. This sent him into another frenzy, forcing his cock in and out of her climaxing asshole, filling her to the bursting point with his white, hot cum. He drove his cock into her depths one final time and Jo came again as she felt it jump and spray more cum inside of her. They remained like this, locked in position like some kind of deviant statuary for quite some time before either could move. As he withdrew his still rigid cock from her ass, Jo came once again, until, as he pulled all the way out with an audible pop, she fell to the bed in a twitching heap, shuddering with the intensity of her orgasm.

He laid down next to her, toying with her nipples and her swollen clit. She whimpered and begged for him to stop, but he wouldn't until he brought you to a smaller, yet equally satisfying climax. Jo began to replay the events of the afternoon, at once ashamed and vulnerable while at the same time, knowing that she would never be satisfied with the "nice" guys that she had taken as lovers in the past. Lost in her reverie, she hadn't even noticed the man going to the bathroom and taking a shower. Her pussy and ass still felt like they were still being violated, that her molester's cock was still ravaging her. She could feel his cum oozing out of her asshole and her pussy ached with spasmodic tremors. The man came out of the bathroom fully clothed and stood in front of Jo. She had not noticed before that he was actually an attractive man. All she had focused on before was his cock and her lustful fear. She was shocked to find that she actually had developed some type of feelings for this stranger and that she didn't want this to end. She was suddenly left awash within herself. She thought about what life would be like now. How could she ever be satisfied with a "normal" relationship when she would forever desire the raping cock of a stranger? She was appalled by her own depraved thoughts and fearful of her hazy future. She thought she had experienced the worst shocks that anyone could have been made to endure, but what he said next turned her world completely upside down.

"You better get ready. It's almost six. I made dinner reservations for six-thirty."