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Lust
by Pervert X (hanjose88@yahoo.com)

***

A bit of girl-on-girl rape with some extra surprises. 
(ff-teens, nc, rp, 1st-lesbian-expr)

***

I wanted her the moment I saw her, sweet little Lisa, 
looking pretty as always. The adorable little blonde 
had first caught my eye during gym class. We were doing 
stretches and when I went to collect a mat, there 
little Lisa was, holding one out for me. I smiled at 
her kindness and she smiled in response. I wondered why 
I had never seen her before and I later learned she was 
a transfer student from out of state. I wanted her, 
badly.

In case you haven't figured it out already, the reason 
we are in the same gym class is because we are both 
girls. My name is Deborah and yes, I am a big fat dyke. 
I had only made love once before, with my cousin 
Michelle when she was plastered during a party. Since 
then I realized how much I liked other women. 

I'm 18, that was my final year of high school and I 
really want it to end in a bang! I am 5'9 and nearly 
250 pounds. What? You didn't believe me when I said I 
was fat? I have black hair that I cut very short and 
spiked and typically wear collars and bracelets covered 
in spikes. I'm the obvious dyke of the school, and 
everyone teases me about it, except Lisa.

Lisa is a petite little thing, the polar opposite of 
me. She is about 5'3 and I am guessing just around 100 
pounds. But God, she is so cute! Long blonde hair 
pulled down into a ponytail behind her head and bright 
blue eyes behind wire rimmed glasses that only brought 
out her beauty even more. She always had a bright smile 
on her face and sometimes skipped down the halls, so 
joyful and full of life. She must have been religious 
or something because I never saw her with a boyfriend, 
or maybe she was a lesbian like me, and that thought 
gave me hope.

Unfortunately, as I did a little questioning and 
investigating of my own, I discovered she was indeed 
religious and would not date until she was looking for 
someone to marry, or some weird crap like that. I 
cursed my rotten luck but made plans anyway. I would 
have her, I would love her, whether she wanted it or 
not.

I made plans two weeks before finals to finally take 
her. I simply asked for her help in math, which was 
truthful, I was doing very poorly and I knew she was 
the star pupil that year. She was smart too! Apparently 
she had been home-schooled in some religious cult or 
something. But hey, don't let anyone ever tell you 
home-schooled kids are idiots or that they're ugly and 
undesirable! This girl was sharp as a tack and hot as 
hell!

Anyway, back to my story, I invited Lisa over to my 
place to help me study, and she refused almost 
immediately. Turns out her folks were very strict about 
letting her go anywhere alone besides school and 
church. I eventually talked her into it and she agreed 
to ask her parents. Too my delight, they said yes, 
therefore sealing their daughter's fate. The rules were 
she would come straight home and straight back 
afterwards, but I had other plans for my sweet little 
Lisa.

I waited the day with butterflies in my stomach. I even 
held off pleasuring myself so I could unleash it all 
onto Lisa. I had already collected my chloroform, rope, 
tape, and dildos in preparation. Lisa would be mine on 
Friday. Another fortunate thing was how much her 
parents trusted her, which meant she had no curfew and 
sometimes came in well after her parents were already 
in bed. So this meant that I didn't have to worry about 
it much. All I had to do was trap her in my room and 
force her to love me!

That Friday my heart fluttered with anticipation and I 
almost skipped home. When I got there, I swung the door 
open, whistling a tune as the sun began to dip back 
across the sky. I had stayed late that day finishing a 
project for science, but it was okay since Lisa wasn't 
expected until six anyway.

"Close the fucking door!" My mother screamed before I 
had even got through the threshold. I closed it 
immediately and my mother had already gotten back to 
watching her soaps, smoking her cigarettes and ignoring 
me. This is what she did each and every day, leaving me 
to do pretty much whatever I wanted. She had several 
friends who took care of her occasionally, out of pity 
no doubt. My mother was on welfare and we lived off 
that, even though she is perfectly capable of getting 
off her lazy ass and working.

I ceased my whistling and said nothing to my grouchy 
mom until I had gotten to my room where I cursed 
repeatedly until my anger had subsided. I sighed and 
pulled out my math materials, hiding my "equipment" 
until the time was right. Covering my walls were 
several posters of various Goth bands. I wasn't really 
a Goth, but I did enjoy their music and their pictures, 
it spoke out to the loneliness in my own soul.

My bed was a simple mattress lying on the floor with 
several blankets strewn about and my room was a general 
mess. There was a large wooden bowl chair I sometimes 
sat in when I wasn't worrying about breaking it and one 
of my walls was nothing but a big mirror. My closet was 
a mess with towels and more clothes lying around, like 
most of my room.

I picked up one of my erotic novels and began to rub 
myself while reading it. I was so caught up in the 
sexual passion being portrayed in the book that I 
didn't even hear the bell ring.

I knew she was here when I heard my mom. "Who the fuck 
are you?!" She snapped and I immediately bolted out of 
my chair and pulled my hand out of my pants. 

"I-I'm Deborah's friend, Lisa," she said, holding out 
her hand, even though as I approached her she looked 
quite nervous.

"What the f-" My mother started to say before I 
interrupted.

"Mom! Don't worry, she's fine. Come on Lisa, let's go 
to my room." I said, taking the gorgeous blonde's hand.

"Don't fuckin' come through here again! Now I'll never 
know why Carlos broke up with Rebecca!" My mother 
screamed as I dragged my new "friend" into my bedroom.

"Don't worry about her, Lisa, she won't bother us." I 
said.

Lisa nodded slowly. "S-sure. Yeah."

We said nothing as I led her to my room and only spoke 
once we were safely behind its door. "She seems 
nice..."

I nearly fainted from laughter, which lasted almost a 
full minute with Lisa staring awkwardly at me until I 
finally caught my breath. "It's okay," I said, still 
grinning. "You don't have to lie, I know she's a 
bitch."

Lisa shook her head. "No... you shouldn't say that 
about your mother..."

"Yeah, probably but she doesn't treat me with any 
respect, so I do likewise." I shrugged, finally 
checking out my soon-to-be prize. She looked so pretty 
today, like she had prepared herself for me. Of course, 
she probably woke up in the morning still beautiful. 
She wore a white blouse with a blue jacket over it, 
which she was now taking off. She wore a pleated red 
skirt and white sneakers with long socks going up 
almost to her skirt, probably to keep her legs warmed 
in the early winter. She wore no makeup, but it didn't 
matter, she didn't need it.

"So how was your week, Deborah?" Lisa asked sweetly 
before putting her backpack down.

I smiled warmly. "Just fine Lisa, and yours?"

"Oh it was great, on Wednesday night we had this great 
skit in youth group-" I tuned out the rest of her 
words, now only concentrating on the delicious sound of 
her voice. I loved how she looked right into my eyes 
while speaking, not like she was lost in her own little 
world like most girls say when they're speaking of an 
event from recent memory. I love the way her gentle, 
petite lips parted and her tongue slapped back and 
forth with every word. I had to have her. Now.

I pushed her, hard in front of the bowl chair, causing 
her to flop down in it. "Hey, what was that for?" She 
asked, a little hurt in her eyes.

I said nothing in response as I collapsed down on top 
of her, shoving my tongue into her open mouth. She 
squirmed under me, struggling to push me off but I was 
relentless in my assault of her gorgeous body. I 
finally broke the kiss after a few moments in order to 
breathe.

"Deborah!" She cried. "What's going on? What are you 
doing? I'm not a-" Her voice was cut off once again as 
I smothered her face with another kiss, pushing myself 
down onto her with all my weight. The chair creaked 
under both our weights and I was afraid it would break, 
but fortunately it held together for the time being.

I began to rip at her blouse, tearing it open and 
revealing her perfect pert breasts under a plan white 
bra. Just plain white? No style at all. She was 
becoming a bit violent now, pounding her fists onto my 
shoulders and back. I pulled away once more, leaving 
her chest and mouth alone. She started to say something 
again.

"Shut up!" I ordered, slapping her flat across her 
beautiful face. I was going to have her, and she would 
not disrespect me! She ceased to speak after that and 
stayed quiet as I finished tearing her blouse apart. I 
didn't take it off; I just tore it apart, leaving 
shreds of the garment all over. Her glasses were bent 
at an odd angle, but otherwise looked intact.

She began to cry as I ran my hands under her bra to 
grope at her lovely breasts. To ease her tears, I bent 
down and kissed my new lover, licking under her glasses 
and around her eyes to drink in the salty tears she 
shed.

I pulled her off the bowl chair to stand her up. I 
stared right into her big blue eyes. "Kiss me." I said, 
more of a demand then a request. Instead, she reached 
her hand back and slapped me hard across my face.

"How dare you?!" She snarled. Apparently I had pushed 
the cute little religious girl too far.

"Don't you hit me, bitch!" I screamed, burrowing my 
fist into her gut. A long woosh of air came out of her 
as she bent over onto my chubby, meaty fist and her 
legs began to give out. My fist was the only thing 
holding her up! I reached around and grabbed her around 
the waist and lifted her up into my arms. She wasn't 
unconscious, she was just breathing heavily after 
having the wind knocked out of her.

I laid her gently onto my "bed" as if she were a 
delicate little doll and covered her with my big body. 
I was fully on top of her now and began to kiss her 
lips and rosy red cheeks tenderly, even licking them. 
"See what you made me do?" I whispered into her ear. "I 
don't want to hurt you Lisa, but if you refuse me I may 
just have to."

Lisa was beginning to bawl again now. "But why, Debbie? 
I thought we were friends?"

"Ohh, shush honey," I said, putting a finger on her 
gorgeous lips. "Of course we're friends..." I removed 
my finger and kissed my gorgeous prize again. "I just 
think we can be more then friends."

Lisa continued to cry as I smiled and gently stoked her 
tiny face. "I have a question for you Lisa, are you a 
virgin?"

"Y-yes," She struggled between sobs.

"Ah, as I suspected. Now tell me Lisa, do you ever play 
with yourself?" I cooed, taking some of her tears on my 
fingers and licking them.

"Wh-what do you mean? I d-don't understand!" she cried.

"Oh, you know." I smiled. "Stick your finger up your 
cunt, finger yourself, get yourself off. Masturbate, 
basically."

Lisa shook her head in horror. "N-no, I'm a g-good 
girl!"

I laughed. "We'll see."

I continued to lie on top of her, gently caressing her 
while she cried. 

"I am going to get up now Lisa, don't move." I said, 
giving her another kiss and stood to my full height as 
I began to unbutton my blouse. Lisa didn't listen to my 
order and the second I was distracted with my blouse, 
she got up and tried to sprint toward the door. 
Thinking fast, I grabbed her by the back of her hair 
and pulled her back, sending a sharp squeal of pain out 
of her lungs.

"I told you not to move!" I shouted, pulling her back 
and sending a fist up between her legs. She cried out 
in even more pain and fell to the ground, grabbing her 
crotch in agony. I sighed, grabbed her by her pretty 
hair, and sent another fist into her stomach. 

She was on the ground now, coughing for air. I lifted 
her up and sat down in the bowl chair with her limp 
body in my arms. "Since you're going to act like a 
child, I'm going to treat you like one!" I snapped, 
flipping her over onto her belly over my knee. I lifted 
up her skirt and pulled it up tight, giving me a very 
lovely view of her panties. Soft, cotton... I began to 
explore around the forbidden area covered by the 
panties. Sticking my finger under there and rubbing it 
across her tiny ass crack. 

"Stop... stop! Don't touch... don't touch me..." She 
moaned weakly. In response I grabbed a fistful of 
cotton and pulled it up hard into her ass-crack.

"Wedgie!" I giggled while she screamed. I relaxed my 
grip and pulled her panties down to her thighs.

"Now, this will hurt me more than it hurts you!" I 
laughed, slapping her hard across her bare ass.

"Aiii!" She screamed from the first blow. But that 
wasn't the end. I hit her again and again, enjoying the 
feeling of her little body jerking in my lap with each 
slap as I continued my assault. I looked at her taut, 
firm little ass jiggled ever so little with each blow. 
I kept at it until her buttocks was bright red.

Finally, when it seemed like she couldn't take any 
more, I gave her two more solid slaps before releasing 
her. She lay limply across my knee like a rag-doll, 
lifeless except for the slow rising of her chest with 
each breath and a few more moans of pain and fear. I 
smiled and kissed her on her ruined butt before pulling 
her panties back up. I sat her up on my lap and leaned 
back with her. I gently kissed her and caressed her 
while she continued to weep.

"I have a surprise for you..." I cooed in her ear. "A 
special treat, for being such a good little pet."

She didn't respond as I lifted her up so I could get 
up, then lowered her back onto the bowl chair, facing 
me. During the spankings her glasses had fallen off her 
cute face and I wasn't sure where they were. Ah well. 

"Since you didn't let me finish before, I'll start 
again, but this time I'll give you a little strip 
tease. Would you like that?" She didn't respond as I 
stood and began to wiggle my body, swaying my huge hips 
back and forth. When I glanced back at her I noticed 
her eyes were still open and she occasionally blinked. 
Still conscious. Good. I was still planning to use the 
rest of my tools eventually... but I would have a 
little fun first. 

I finished unbuttoning my blouse and peeled it open 
slowly, revealing my big, flabby belly. I smiled as I 
inched closer to her, swinging my shirt above my head 
before tossing it toward her. It gently flew through 
the air and came to a landing right on top of her 
pretty little head. I smiled. My big shirt almost 
covered her entire torso! I danced over to her and 
pulled it off her face and put it around her neck. I 
giggled and went back to dancing, this time seductively 
pulling my pants down in front of my little treat.

I finally kicked them all the way off and continued 
swaying toward Lisa. I twirled and twirled, like a big 
fat ballerina and wiggled my ass cheeks inches from her 
nose. She didn't respond so I went a bit closer, this 
time gently slapping her face side to side with my 
massive butt. She moaned quietly as I pulled back, now 
undoing my bra. I sashayed around the room, spinning 
and finally undid my bra and flung it at her. It landed 
at the other end of the chair and draped across her 
shoulder. Still no response.

I began to get concerned, so after flipping my panties 
off I approached her. "Are you alright Lisa?"

Her eyes widened and she looked as if she was about to 
respond, but I interrupted her. "Would you like to 
taste my breast too? I mean it's only fair, since I got 
some of yours..." Before she could refuse I shoved my 
massive melons into her face. They totally enveloped 
her! My tits muffled her screams and I licked my lips 
in pleasure as one of my nipples was forced into her 
mouth.

"Oh... yeah Lisa... keep licking me... keep it up!" I 
said before finally pulling away. I climbed on top of 
her limp body and wrapped my big, flabby arms around 
her petite little body. I kissed her roughly, grasping 
her breasts and my pussy at the same time. She tried to 
wiggle out of the way but my weight was too much for 
her. I stood up on the chair, putting two legs around 
her head.

"Come on Lisa...lick my pussy!" I said, squatting down 
onto her face and rubbing my cunt along her shapely 
young face, which was better than any dildo I had ever 
had! I continued to rub back and forth, back and forth, 
until I felt myself starting to cum. I got off her face 
and kissed her again, not even trying to be gentle. I 
left big, sloppy kisses all over her face and neck, 
giving her multiple hickies. Her first I bet!

She was still crying as I rubbed my cunt up and down 
her leg, enjoying the feeling they were giving me. As 
soon as I had cummed I would make her cum! I mean, 
fair's fair!

I rose up again, shoving my puss back onto her face. My 
mighty thighs once again muffled her screams as I 
rubbed back and forth. I smiled and turned to look at 
my wall-mirror. I frowned when I saw my big flabby, 
butter-ball body covering this tiny little form whose 
legs were slowly kicking in resistance and whose hands 
were trying to push away the rolls of my fat butt.

Oh well. I would make it up to her, I promised myself. 
I continued rolling back and forth, getting her sharp 
nose in my own clit. I sat down a bit harder, totally 
smothering her now. I didn't care! I breathed heavily 
as I felt myself began to cum. My whole flabby body 
shook as I spilt out my womanhood all over her sweet 
round face. I moaned in relief and fell back down, on 
top of her body.

I felt the chair crack a bit, but I didn't care. I 
stood up and grabbed by big, long, dildo and tied it to 
my pussy. It was time to make HER cum! I gently pulled 
down her panties and I took a good look at her sweet, 
virgin cunt. It was covered in hair, as she apparently 
never groomed herself down there, never had to, I 
supposed. I slid the stiff dildo into her, pressing 
against her hymen. She moaned and shook her head as I 
pushed with all my might. I felt her girlhood give way 
as I shoved deep inside her. She let out another scream 
through her hoarse throat as I raped her.

I pulled out and pushed in, out and in, rubbing all up 
against her sensitive pussy, stretching it further and 
further out. Her face was streaked red with tears as 
she continued to cry as I slowly made her cum. Finally, 
she let out a long moan as she cummed inside. After 
holding it in for a few more moment, I pulled the dildo 
out. I looked down at it. It was covered in cum and 
virgin blood. I pulled it up and brought it to my lips, 
licking it. I moaned at the taste of Lisa's girlhood, 
knowing she had spilt for the very first time. I pushed 
the dildo into her weakened mouth, forcing it around so 
she would have no choice but to taste it. 

When it was nearly clean and I was satisfied, I pulled 
it out and set it on the counter. I bent forward, took 
her chin in my hand, and kissed her firmly on the lips. 
I fell upon her more fully, sticking my tongue in her 
mouth and exploring, licking up the blood and cum that 
I had just force-fed her. I stood up, smiled, and tried 
to get into a better position as I landed flat on her 
chest.

CRACK!

I was surprised at the sound and for a moment I thought 
it was her who I had broken! But then I realized it was 
my wooden bowl chair! It collapsed right under us and 
we were now both lying on the rubble. I gasped, my 
heart pumping with fear and delight. I began to laugh 
at my own fear.

"Are you okay Lisa?" I asked.

No response. Oh God, don't tell me I smothered her to 
death!

"Lisa?!" I said, a bit more scared. I stood, looked 
down and gasped. There she was, little Lisa. Her eyes 
were wide open and staring at the ceiling. It didn't 
look like she was hurt at all until I got to her chest 
and saw a piece of wood sticking through her lovely 
little breast from out the other side. The cushions on 
the chair were slowly becoming crimson with blood...

***

"So that's basically how I got here." Deborah said to 
the group of women that were surrounding her.

One of them shrugged. "So rape and murder?"

Deborah nodded. "Well, rape and manslaughter."

Another one, named Oprah no less, laughed. "Damn girl! 
All I'm here for is a couple armed robberies!"

"Yeah, well..." Deborah started but was interrupted by 
the guard.

"Okay ladies! Shower time! You have five minutes!" The 
tall blonde woman said, gripping her nightstick so hard 
her knuckles were nearly white.

"Well," Jill, another inmate said, "Story times over. 
Next time I'll tell you about how I killed my husband 
and my brother after I caught them in bed together."

"Aw, not again!" Candice said.

"Yeah, we've heard it a million times!" Oprah 
complained as well.

"Weren't they the same person?" Laura inquired.

"Well, our new arrival hasn't heard it yet! I want her 
to know."

Deborah sighed. It was going to be a long 16 years. 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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