("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2005. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Hey Jude by Johnny Walker (address withheld) *** Rape to the tune of "Hey Jude" even when you want it, you don't. (Fm, nc, rp) *** I couldn't believe what was happening. One minute the boy was as sweet as could be, the next he was naked, horny, and coming at me with a look in his eyes that sent chills down my spine. I no more than stood up when his slap sent me reeling. He ripped off my panties, and had me down on my hands and knees before I knew what was happening. I was so paralyzed by panic that I could barely react when he knelt down behind me, pushed my skirt up to my waist, and pulled me onto his cock. I tried to resist, but I was no match for the teenager's strength. The harder I struggled, the tighter he held me. I wanted to scream. God, how I wanted to scream, but all I could manage was a pitiful, gurgling whimper. I was locked in his grip, helplessly skewered on his cock, unable to move, unable to do anything but endure the relentless thrusts of his hips. I cried like a baby as he fucked me at will. I was being raped by a child whom I've known from birth. His thrusts became faster and more violent as he took his pleasure. His grip on my hips tightened so much that I felt I was seized by huge metallic pincers. Tears and saliva were running freely down my face into my neck and chest. "Stop it, Todd. Please!" I managed to mumble, but he ignored me completely. "It will end soon," I tried to comfort myself as his pace grew faster and faster, his hips smacking my ass harder and harder. "It." SMACK. "Will." SMACK. "End." SMACK. "Soon." Suddenly, he gripped my hair and jerked my head backward viciously .My neck was stretched back so much I thought it might break. His lustful, evil gaze met mine as he forced my head upwards and backwards. Then he pulled my hair even more and I felt his body hardening, arching and relaxing. He buried me under his muscular body as he collapsed on top of me. "It's over. Oh god it's over," I thought with relief. It was over. He remained on top of me for a few moments panting, while I sobbed silently. But it was over. Slowly I felt my strength and will returning then panic started to surface again. I felt a strange movement inside my vagina. I couldn't believe it. It wasn't happening. But it was. His dick was starting to harden again rapidly. My body was lifeless and numb with horror as I felt his body awaking, his lust returning. "Oh god, don't let it happen." But it did. His dick started moving in and out slowly. I could feel it hardening and growing inside me. He was fucking me at a slow, steady pace. Raping me leisurely. The room was quiet save for the "Splash" sounds from my pumped, cum filled vagina. Suddenly he started singing. Chill ran down my spine as I recognized the evil, twisted words. "Hey Jude, don't TAKE it bad." He was fucking me steadily now, moving in and out to the rhythm of his twisted song. "Take a sad song and make it better." For a reason I hadn't known that he'd taken his huge greasy organ out of my vagina. "W-what's happening to me?" "Remember to let IT into your ASS!" "AAAARRGGHHH!!!" I screamed in pain. My virgin ass felt like it was being cut apart. He forced his dick into my poor hole. "Then you BEGIN to TAKE it DEEPER!" I desperately tried to move away from his impaling lance but it was useless. He gripped me by my hips and continued his painful grinding. "Oh god!" I thought "I'm in my best friend's living room, on my knees, half naked and being raped by her sweet child whom I'd known from birth. This can't be happening." Pain, humiliation and desperation filled me as the evil boy started increasing his pace, matching it to his song which he now hummed to himself, obviously amused. Heavy beads of sweat dripped from my sweaty, hot face into the luxurious rug(which I bought Emily as a present to Todd's birth).He was remorselessly fucking me harder now, deeper than I could have thought possible. I felt his big palms caressing my thighs, and my stomach. Then he positioned them on my huge breasts over my dress. Suddenly, he gripped the v-shaped neckline of my dress and torn it apart along with my bra. My breasts were swinging to the force of his fucking. He placed each huge palm on a breast and squeezed them hard. Pain and chill shot through my body. Pain from the agony in my crushed melons and chill when I remembered that it was THESE BREASTS that fed him when his mother's milk dried out, him being allergic to synthetic baby-food. The baby I fed with my own milk was raping me. Oh god. His hands on my huge agonized breasts and his dick in my sore ass he started to increase his rhythm, singing louder and faster as he abused me. With each thrust another jolt of pain and desperation shot through my body leaving me numb and lifeless, drooling and sobbing. My tears, sweat and saliva were forming tiny pools on the rug. His pace was faster now as I felt him approaching his orgasm. My whole body was covered with sweat: my face, my back and my chest. Then, just when I thought I could take it now longer I felt him thrusting in mightily. I felt strange wetness in my ass as I heard him growl, "OH-JUDY-I-LOVE-YOU- FUCK!!" I felt his body jerk several times then relax, a heavy weight on top of me. Then after what seemed like a long time he pulled his dick out of my sore ass and stood above me, smiling down at me. What should I do? What could I do? END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 33