After driving around for a bit I finally found a playing field, and I drove up to take a closer look. It seemed as if a game has just finished, there were a whole bunch of people getting in cars and driving off….maybe too many for a school game, but the field didn’t look too busy. I asked a guy where the players were. He looked at me a bit strangely and said I’d missed the game but if I still wanted to talk to the other team, they were loitering in the shower rooms.

The shower rooms were in a long concrete building on the other side of the field. As I went in, I noticed cans of drink and rubbish all over the field and I heard some adults having a heated discussion inside. Going into the shower rooms, I had to go around a corner to the main room where all the benches and lockers were.

I knew instantly when I went inside that I’d picked the wrong field, since there was a bunch of adult players, a coach and some other guys in there looking pretty pissed off about something. There were about fifteen or twenty guys in there, some in their team uniforms, some in towels, and others completely naked. When I was coming in I could hear them telling each other about how the local crowd was so rude, but it didn’t matter, because they’d kicked their asses anyway. They all went silent when they saw me.

“Who the hell are you?” One of them said.

“Ahhh….I think I came into the wrong place…”

“Are you a local?”

“Umm, yeah, I think so…”

“Shit, lady, then you definitely came in the wrong place”.

They started bitching at me like I’d never been spoken to before. I tried to tell them that I’d just made a mistake, but my voice was drowned out by all the guys yelling and swearing. They’d won the game, but the local crowd had thrown their rubbish and sworn at them. They swore they’d never been so disrespected, and wanted me to apologise.

I tried to tell them that I knew nothing about it, but they just weren’t listening. I finally got sick of all their swearing and nasty looks so I tried to leave. One of them grabbed my arm and told me, “No fuckin’ way, bitch! Not without an apology!”

They started crowding around me, grabbing my arms and shoving me by the shoulders. I started to call for help but one of them put his hand over my mouth. Someone said, “Let’s fuckin’ do her boys” and then the guys started tugging at my skirt. Before I knew it, my skirt and panties were around my knees. I felt there strong hands all over my ass, and some feeling my pussy. When my mouth was free, I tried to tell them no again, but they just started passing me around virgin teen rape stories. Most of them started to kiss me, putting their tongues in my mouth, and feeling my breasts through my blouse. They hiked my shirt and bra up so my tits were exposed, though they left my suit jacket on. I could feel their dicks getting hard as rocks as they kissed me, rubbing their cocks against my crotch and belly.

Before I knew it, most of the guys had their clothes off and they were forcing me down to my knees. I was about to beg them to stop, but one of the players shoved his throbbing dick in my face. It felt so warm as it brushed up against my cheek, and then he got it into my mouth. “Fuckin’ suck it, bitch!” the guy said.

They had my hands on their cocks, making me jack away, and my face was crowded with dick. They called me all sorts of names, insulted me, made me suck their balls or put two cocks in my mouth at once. This was getting way out of hand. I tried to tell them I was married and I didn’t want them to do this, so one of them got down behind me and shoved his cock right up my pussy. I’d never felt a cock so big, and I hadn’t realized I’d gotten so wet, but his dick slid into with ease. It felt fucking fantastic.

He grabbed my ass and started thrusting away, while the rest of them still kept cramming their cocks in my face.

One of them lay down on a bench and told the others to “get the cunt up here”. His friends pulled me up over him and the guy rammed his shaft right up my pussy. I was lying on top of him, my pussy wetter than it had ever been, and the guys started putting their dicks in my mouth again. I felt one of them spread my ass, and then he thrust his cock right into it. I’d never been fucked in the ass before and here were all of my holes being filled at once. I was cumming so much I was shaking allover. I felt humiliated and didn’t want to like it, but I know my pussy and ass really did. My husband’s dick was much smaller than all these guys. They were really giving my holes a punishment.

They flipped me over so the guy on the bottom could fuck my ass, and then the others took turns fucking my pussy. They didn’t have their cocks in my mouth anymore, so I was telling them to stop. But even as I was begging them to stop, I noticed I had a hand rubbing the guy’s ass who was fucking my pussy, and I was gyrating my hips back forth, grinding their massive cocks into my holes. The feeling of being totally filled was amazing. I had never cummed so many times, and deep down I just wanted them fuck me for hours. None of them had cum yet, they just kept tag teaming me and calling me all sorts of names.

One the guys withdraw from my pussy just before I was about to cum again, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I told him “stick your fucking cock back in there and make me cum, you mother fucker” free rape movies. That was too much for him, they all started cheering and calling me a “fucking whore”, while this guy shoved his cock back in. I grabbed his ass as hard as a I could and got him in as deep as he could go. I felt the two dick rubbing away inside me, and then the guy came. His hot cum filled me up, and the feeling of it set me off to a mind-blowing orgasm.

One after the other, they started ramming their dicks in and fucking away, this time not finishing until they’d shot their loads. After about the eighth load, the guy fucking my ass rammed his dick in my pussy and was soon joined by another. I couldn’t believe it! Two rock hard cocks were thrusting away in cum-soaked pussy at once! They were joking about how they were getting me pregnant. When I could tell they were both gonna cum I told them “oh, yeah, knock me up”, and they flooded my cunt with jizz.

After that, I slid to the floor, too exhausted to take much more fucking. The other guys crowded around me again and started jacking off, shooting their loads on my face. By the time they were done, I’d had about twenty loads shot up my pussy or on my face.

I thought it was all over, so I started to slowly pull my blouse down. Just as I was ready to get off my knees, I was hit square in the face by a blast of hot piss. One of the guys was pissing right into my face, making sure he sprayed me all over. Before he was done, two other guys joined in, dousing me in their steamy piss. I felt another stream running up and down my back and soon they were all crowding around me to soak me in urine.

“Open your mouth, bitch!” One guy demanded. I opened my mouth more to get my breath than anything, but straight away he and another guy were filling my mouth with their salty streams. As one would empty their bladder on me, another one or two would come and take his place. They were washing all that cum right off me, and I my clothes were hanging wet on me.

So much started to hang my blouse and jacket off, and the piss was glistening off my tits. I’d never felt so humiliated in my life, but I couldn’t get enough of their piss. It was so nice and hot, like taking a shower.

By the time they had all emptied their bladders over me, I was absolutely soaked. My hair was matted down with piss, and my clothes were completely drenched. The musky odour of their urine was all over me. All around me on the floor was a huge puddle of piss which I was sitting in.

One of the guys pushed my head down to the ground and told me to “drink some, you whore!”. With my lips submerged in urine, I started drinking some up. The piss was warm and salty, and I felt like a complete slut taking it in my mouth. The first mouthful was the toughest, but then it got easier real rape victim. I must’ve drunk about a litre of it, before I just lay down in the piss and sighed.

Soon enough, the guys left with their stuff, joking about what a fucking whore and a piss slut I was. I lay their for a little while, running my fingers over my urine soaked tits, though eventually I had to leave. One thing I wondered….how was I gonna pick my son up from his little league game

“Oh, okay…thanks…I won’t be much longer. Jus’ runnin’ a little late tonight” Sarah responded.

“No sweat! Finish your workout. I’m gonna lock the front door. Just peek your head in the office when you’re ready to go and I’ll unlock it” Derek replied.

“Thanks so much” answered Sarah as she resumed her arm curls on the Cybex equipment.

As Sarah pumped out rep after rep, she thought about how much her and her girlfriends loved this gym. Derek, the gym’s owner always made sure the other clients were professional and treated the women with respect. This gym wasn’t like some of the others in town; meat-markets with guys gawking at the women while they tried to work-out. Derek had gone so far as to add a clause in the contract’s requiring member’s to treat other member’s with dignity and respect or their contract would be voided and they would be barred from the gym.

Sarah really liked Derek. He was always very friendly and very helpful. When she joined the gym a little over a year ago, she had never lifted a weight in her life. She was somewhat intimidated. When she joined, she half expected him to offer her a “lesson”; a lesson that was nothing more than an opportunity for him to flirt. She was surprised when he didn’t try to pick her up.

As Sarah finished her final set of arm curls, she toweled off the tiny beads of sweat from her forehead and grabbed her gym bag. As Sarah walked to the locker room, she could not help but steal a quick glance at her reflection in the mirror. “Damn I look hot” she thought to herself. Sarah giggled at her own cockiness. She was proud of how she had transformed her body. Standing a bit over 5 feet tall and weighing exactly 94 pounds, Sarah’s body was exquisite. Toned, muscular legs, sensually curvaceous hips, a firm ass she was very proud of, a flat ripped stomach, full breasts supported by strong pectoral muscles, and perfectly toned arms; Sarah was truly remarkable. She smiled as she imagined putting on the new jeans she’d bought earlier in the day.

Sarah walked passed the office on her way to the women’s locker room. Derek was sitting at his computer. “Gonna shower real fast. I’ll be outta here in 10 minutes…promise!” Sarah said.

“Take your time! I’ll be here for another hour. Have to finish the books for last month” I replied.

“Thanks Derek!”

As Sarah walked away, Derek stared at her. She looked incredibly sexy. Derek had been attracted to Sarah the first moment he saw her. She was the most stunningly beautiful woman he had ever seen. On many occasions, he had wanted to ask her to dinner but knew he shouldn’t. Sarah knew Derek had a girlfriend.

Sarah was wearing a pair of tight grey and black camouflage work-out shorts and a tight black shirt that accentuated her full, round breasts and her tiny waist.

Sarah glanced at her watch. It was now 8:12 P.M. That gave her about 45 minutes before she had to meet her friends for a late dinner. She was looking forward to the evening as she needed to unwind from a stressful week at work.

Opening the door, Sarah walked to her locker and dialed the combination. Arranging her belongings, Sarah undressed and stuffed her work-out clothes in the end of her duffle bag. Sarah then grabbed her over-sized towel and her shower kit before she threw the rest of her items back in her locker. She didn’t bother to lock it since the locker room was empty and there was no risk of anyone stealing her wallet; the gym was practically empty.

The warm water felt wonderful as it fell on Sarah’s beautiful body. She stood directly under the cone of water and turned her head from side to side as she allowed the water to saturate her hair. Once her hair was thoroughly soaked, she squeezed a large amount of body wash on her loofah sponge.

Sarah quickly lathered her body with the flowery-scented wash and rinsed herself off. Once she was sure she has rinsed all the soap, she quickly washed her hair. She found herself day-dreaming then remembered she had to hurry; the gym was closed and Derek was waiting for her to leave so he could go home real war rape.

Finished, Sarah turned the knob to the off position and reached for her towel. Suddenly, the locker room grew dark, illuminated only by dim lights alongside each mirror and the red glow from the “EXIT” signs.

“Ummm, hello!” Sarah said, not knowing if she was really speaking to herself or someone else. “Maybe, the power went out” she thought to herself or maybe Derek had forgotten she was in the shower and mistakenly turned the power off.

Sarah wasn’t scared. There was more than sufficient lighting for her to see and generally, she wasn’t frightened in the dark.

As Sarah walked out of the shower and turned right to go to her locker, she caught a glimpse of movement off to her left side. It was too late! She did not have time to react.

Sarah suddenly felt her tiny body being slammed against the ceramic brick wall that divided the showers from the lockers. Her back slammed hard into the wall and felt her head strike the solid surface. Dazed, she tried to make sense of the situation. She felt a strong hand around her throat and realized she couldn’t breath. Her feet were off the ground and Sarah began kicking wildly although at no particular target.

As she kicked, she wrapped both hands around the arm in front of her. She tried to pull the arm away from her throat in an attempt to merely survive. As hard as she tried, she was unable to win the physical battle. She continued to kick wildly when she realized what was happening. She was being raped.

In an instant, she knew. Her towel had been ripped from her now naked body and she felt a hand grabbing her pussy. Not more than 4 or 5 seconds had elapsed when she felt her heart sink.

“Oh my god! Derek…why is he doing this to me” she thought. “No, this is happening, it’s not happening” she repeated in her mind over and over.

Derek spoke, “Fucking whore….walking around teasing the guys all the time then acting so stuck up! You don’t wanna give it up, fuck you, I’ll take it from you!”

Sarah started to feel dizzy. The lack of oxygen was beginning to take its’ toll on her body, her senses and her strength.

Realizing she had only a few seconds of consciousness left, she mounted another attack. Reaching out, Sarah slashed at Derek’s muscular chest with her long fingernails, certain she had drawn blood.

Balling her hand into a tight fist, Sarah swung a punch, striking Derek across the face. Searing pain shot through her wrist. Her heart raced faster as she realized her efforts were in vain.

Her vision was fading and she was losing the strength to resist. Derek was too strong for her.

Standing 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighing 195 pounds, Derek was incredibly strong. Sarah had had the opportunity to watch him work-out from time to time, lifting enormous sums of weight. She knew she could not overpower him.

The room began to spin and her vision continued to fade, her eyes now bulging from the strangulation. Her legs went limp and she began to fear she may never take another breath.

Just as she felt she was going to pass out, he released his grip. At first, she tried to breath but couldn’t. Her throat burned. Finally, she was able to gasp as oxygen filled her deflated lunges.

Coughing uncontrollably, she felt herself being lifted in the air. Derek had placed his arm between her naked legs and lifted her in the air. His other arm was around her neck and he was cradling her still limp body in his arms against his chest.

She felt him walking. Sensing a possible opportunity to escape, she began to kick her legs wildly, trying to free herself from his grip. If only she could get free, she could run to the front door and summon assistance. Wildly, she wiggled her body and put her hands in the middle of his chest. Using his body as leverage, she surmised she would be able to push herself free. She was wrong. The harder she resisted, the tighter his powerful arms held her.

“Keep fighting bitch! You’re getting fucked either way!” he said fantasy forced sex.

Changing tactics, Sarah spoke, “No Derek, please don’t do this. Not this way. Please don’t, I’m begging you!”

Derek remained silent as he lowered Sarah to the bench next to her locker. She felt herself being placed over the bench as if she were praying; her stomach was placed across the bench and her knees were solidly on the floor.

She felt his powerful hand pressed in the middle of her back and she felt his foot on her right calf. As she dangled over the bench, she nearly vomited as she looked on the floor below her. Her panties were in a wad on the floor and it was apparent Derek had just used them to masturbate into.

As her mind was fixated on her panties, she snapped back to reality when she felt Derek grasp her right wrist and pull it behind her back. As he did, he leaned forward and put his muscular thigh against her bare ass, pressing his weight into her. In one swift motion, she felt a cold rope-like object being wrapped around her wrist.

“No, no, no, please don’t….” she begged. Sarah felt tears welling up in her eyes as she began to cry. “Oh God, please don’t do this….please, please, pleeeeease!”

“Shut the fuck up!” he shot back.

As he bound her arm, Sarah felt his thigh as it was pressed against her ass and her pussy. She felt his leg rub against her with each movement. His free hand continued to hold her against the bench. As he finished securing her first hand, he lifted the rope causing her arm to be twisted awkwardly in the air behind her back. Pain shot through her shoulder. She thought her arm may pop out of place.

“Oowwww…that hurts” she cried pleadingly.

“Gimme your other arm!” Derek commanded.

Defiantly, she tucked her remaining arm under her body and tensed her muscles. She felt his hand grab her wrist as he attempted to pull her arm behind her back. Sarah resisted. His crushing grip tightened on her wrist as he pulled up on the rope. Hot pain shot through her upper back as she acquiesced to his demands.

“Please don’t do this to me…” she begged as she moved her hand behind her back.

Derek held her wrists together tightly as she wrapped the remainder of the rope around both wrists. Sarah struggled to wiggle her fingers, unsure if any blood was flowing to her hands.

Sarah was now more vulnerable than she had ever been. Naked, bound, frightened, and on her knees, she tried to remove her mind from the moment.

“God no!” she thought to herself. Bent forward over the bench, he perfectly shaped ass elevated, Sarah felt his cock pressed against her pussy. As he held his cock against her, felt him spit in the crack of her ass and pussy.

“Gotta lube ya’ up….you’d don’t seem to be wet quite yet” he said arrogantly.

Sarah flinched as she felt his hand slide between the folds of her tight pussy, spreading his saliva evenly along her velvety pussy lips. Repulsed, she threw her hips side to side. His hand followed her movements, tracking his prey.

“Goddamn you…stop!” he yelled.

His hands were now tightly grasping her hips, pushing her down against the bench. As he did, he maneuvered his hips, enabling his throbbing cock to align with the entrance to her innocence.

Without warning, she felt Derek slam his entire 8 inch cock deep inside her, stretching her to her limits. “OOOOWWW” Sarah screamed in pain.

His hands held her tightly. She felt him pumping his cock in and out of her with long hard strokes. Stroke after stroke, he violated her tiny cunt.

“God, you’re so tight…Tighter than I ever imagined…” “God yes, oooooh, ummmm, ugh, ugh” he panted as he fucked Sarah.

Sarah closed her eyes, frightened and humiliated. “Please make this stop” she thought to herself. Sarah also fought another feeling that was growing within stories about forced sex. Her pussy was becoming soaked and she felt her sensitive fully erect nipples rub against the edge of the bench as her body rocked back and forth from the strength of his powerful strokes.

“Sarah, you should see how much I am stretching you! You feel so good!” he moaned.

As Derek continued to fuck her, Sarah felt him lean forward, his thick chest pressed against her smooth back. His hips continued to gyrate back and forth, his long member assaulting her. Sarah tried to fight off the sick, perverted pleasure she was feeling. “How such a strong, independent, and confident woman could be so turned on by this act of ultimate submission, she’d never know” she wondered to herself. She also could not believe what came out of her mouth next, “Fuck me harder!”

“So you do like this?” he asked in and evil tone.

“God yes….fuck me harder Derek!” she begged.

With that, she felt him stand up a bit more erect, his cock still embedded inside her pussy. He was now standing directly over her ass, his strokes plunging almost straight up and down into her tight hole. hitting places no man had ever touched.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes,” Sarah panted over and over.

As he fucked her, Sarah felt his hand reach under her arm around to her breast. When he reached his destination, Derek cupped her in his hand. She felt her erect nipple slide between his two middle fingers and gently close around it. The sensation was incredible. Harder and harder he pounded. Sarah almost exploded as she felt his thumb press against her ass. Derek moved his thumb to his mouth, saturating the tip with his own saliva and slowly slid his thumb into her tight asshole.

Sarah was overwhelmed with sexual excitement. Her clit throbbed and her pussy tightened as she exploded in an intense orgasm. Derek continued to fuck as she came. As he did, she felt him grab a handful of hair and pull her head backwards. In the position she was in, having her head pulled back restricted her air intake, as if she was being choked. Her rapist continued to pump into her and her orgasms came one after the other.

Now, coupled with the lack of oxygen, her head spun with pleasure. Her entire body shook with one final explosion of passion. She felt herself ejaculate and heard the sweet fluid as it his cock pushed the warm liquid out of her. Derek released his grip on her hair and pulled his cock out of her. “Sit up” he said, nearly out of breath!” Sarah complied.

“Turn around!”

Sarah wrestled herself around until she was facing him, her face directly in front of his cock. Sarah didn’t wait to be instructed. She knew what her duty was and submitted. Opening her mouth, Sarah bent forward and wrapped her mouth around his glistening cock. As she did, Derek placed his hands on the side of her stunningly beautiful face and began to fuck her mouth. Sarah gagged as his cock rammed the back of her throat. Stroke after stroke, he pumped his throbbing cock into her mouth. Sarah felt her eyes watering as she gagged on his cock. She did her best to relax her mouth and she felt his cock begin to expand. She knew he was close to coming.

“Here it comes” he grunted.

Sarah felt the first wave of his hit cum as it coated the back of her throat. Sarah gagged but to no avail. Load after load of his juice emptied into her mouth. Sarah swallowed what she could but the excess began to trickle from her lips and down the sides of her chin.

“FUCK….suck that cock bitch!” he groaned as Sarah expertly sucked his cock. Derek continued to grunt as his cock pulsed. He stood frozen for a moment then stepped back. As his cock fell from her lips, a long string of cum dangled between his dick and her lips. Sarah licked his creamy sperm from her lips and smiled.

“Fuck that’s so much better than my limp-dick husband!” she exclaimed sister rape stories.

“Glad I could help ya’ with that fantasy” Derek replied.

“Well hunni, don’t forget. You made mine come true….now it’s my turn to help with yours!” Sarah said.

- To be continued-

I was seeing two other women at this time; Amy, a 21 year-old short-haired brunette who only wanted to drink as much as she could every time we went out. Amy and I might have been the same age but had almost nothing in common, except that when she got drunk she wanted to fuck. We would go out three or four times a week, I would be annoyed or bored for a couple hours, she’d get drunk and we would have sex. She would tell me early in the night what she wanted done to her…if she would sit on my lap in our booth at the back of the bar guiding my dick into her pussy, on the hood of a car in the parking lot, against the wall in the men’s room, the list went on and on the more she would drink. I got to where nothing she said would surprise me, till the night came when she said she was going to drink until she passed-out and wanted be fucked and told about it later. This became her favorite activity and I started looking forward to those nights.

The other one was a 17 year-old high school girl named Lisa (who I later found out was only 16). Lisa was fun, bubbly, and drop-dead gorgeous. She had long strawberry red hair that came down to the top of her full heart-shaped ass, deep blue eyes and a smile that would make you say yes before you knew what the question was. Lisa would do anything except let me slide my dick between her legs. So we masturbate and go down on each other…she had a tasty pussy and I was willing to wait as long as it took to get inside it.

It was around 2:30 in the morning when I pulled my cum covered dick from Amy’s pussy for the third time that night and collapsed beside her. I had been consumed with thoughts of Lisa all night and Amy’s passed-out body was the perfect sex toy. I was looking over her body when my cell phone rang, it was Lisa crying. She said that she couldn’t see me anymore, that she was going across the country to live with her grandparents. Turns out that she was caught giving a blowjob to a boy after school by her dad, who got furious and started listing the punishments when they got home. She lost her car, six months of strict grounding, no phone, no computer, and a bare-bottom belt spanking. Apparently she said she would do anything to get out of her punishments, and her dad took her up on it by fucking her four days straight, reportedly no less than twenty times when his wife caught him. He’s now in jail and Lisa lives out west with his son (her brother).

Kathy started having me come over to her place late, at about 11’oclock to give us more time alone. We would watch shows, talk for hours, and always end the night with lots of kissing and rubbing. A couple weeks of these late night visits, we were tangled in each others arms kissing heavily when my hand found its way to her crotch. She gasped the moment I touched her…I could feel the heat radiating from her. I started rubbing back and forth when she suddenly pulled her head up and said “if you don’t stop now, I won’t be able to” with a deep look in her eyes. I said “stop?” and pressed firmly into her pussy, I could feel that her jeans had become damp and in a flash she stood up, grabbed my hand and pulled me towards her bedroom. I could barely keep up, she was walking so fast. As soon as we were in the room, she locked the door, pushed me back against the edge of the bed and slid her tongue into my mouth as deep as it would go. While she was kissing me, she undid my pants, dropping them to the floor. She took off her jeans and as I started to lie back on the bed, she pulled me to her, straddled my rock hard dick and lowered herself onto me. She had the hottest, wettest pussy I had ever been in, and my head started to spin from the feeling. She wrapped her arms around me tight and kept rocking that juicy pussy on me…I could feel her wetness running down my balls and was loving every second of it. I firmly grabbed her ass with both hands and match her rhythm, pulling her in on me with each stroke. My orgasm grew quickly and I pulled her in as far as I could by her ass as I dumped squirt after squirt of cum deep in her hot pussy. At the same time, she was digging her nails into my back, and when it was all said and done, I noticed that her legs were shaking and I was actually holding her there. We fell back on the bed in each others arms and my dick still in her pussy. She was flushed, sweaty, and beautiful. Looking up into my eyes she asked “did you cum?” I said “yes”, without another word, she laid her head on my chest and we both fell asleep.

Two years later Kathy and I got married, Carrie was even more into soccer, and I was officially “step-dad”. Carrie was a stocky girl, not really fat, but thick and the soccer kept her toned. She has shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. Life went on, and over the next two years I became the rotten, evil step-dad responsible for the blame that she never wanted to give her mother when is a rape not a rape. At 17 Carrie started smoking pot and drinking. As she neared her eighteenth birthday, Carrie started to understand that I wasn’t the “bad guy” and her attitude towards me got better.

Kathy and I were in love, our sex life was great even though it had gone from several times a week to a couple times a month, we were cool with me not being able to have children, and we were building some financial security.

It’s now a few months after Carries eighteenth birthday, and Kathy just left on a four day business trip to Chicago.

I’m eating some lunch when Carrie wakes up and joins me…she tells me that she’s going out with some friends to a party tonight and that she might stay the night. I give my usual response of “be careful and don’t drink and drive”.

Startled, I wake up to Carrie banging on the door. Letting her in I ask where her key is, then I noticed she was crying. I told her that I was sorry and I must have fallen asleep watching TV. She started telling me how the guys at the party kept teasing her by comparing her to the skinny girls there…she said she couldn’t take it anymore when a guy walked up to her, held out his hand, and said “I’m sorry, I was going to grab your ass, but I don’t have a hand big enough” — and in tears she left and came right home. I hugged her and asked “do you want anything to eat?” she said “no, I’m not hungry.” “But I could use a strong drink…do we have any rum left?” I told her we did, and got up to fix her a glass.

It’s true; she does have a big ass I thought as I took a glass from the cabinet. “Do you want ice?” I asked. “No” she cried, and I continued making the drink. I had never really though much about it, but she has filled out quite a bit. She has a rather large chest, and with her ass, well, she does have an hourglass figure, even if she is bigger than the other girls.

I handed her the glass and sat back down on the couch. She quickly drank it all down and kept telling me about her night. After five minutes or so, she got up and went into the kitchen. I could hear her fixing another glass and I thought that it’s probably better here at home than where she was. She returned with her arms loaded with a two litter of Coke, the bottle of rum, and two full glasses. She handed me one and said “I’m not drinking alone”.

We drank and talked for a while and I could tell I was getting drunk. I new she was drinking faster than I was and had to be about wasted by now. “Carrie” I said. “You’ll get sick if you keep drinking like that” She said very forcibly “I don’t care” then took a big drink of straight rum. I sighed and got up to use the bathroom.

I stumbled to the bathroom, emptied the contents of my bladder and stumbled back to the couch. Carrie was lying over on her side asleep. I said “yeah, it’s late…better get in bed” but she didn’t wake up. I shook her, said her name louder, and even tried slapping her face, but she was gone. So I picked her up as best I could and drug her to her room and rolled her onto the bed. I immediately had flashbacks of Amy and my dick started to get hard. “No!” I said out-loud. Thinking to myself that this was crazy, she’s my step-daughter. I took off her shoes and socks, pulled the blanket over her and kissed her forehead. As I got up, my hand brushed across her breast and I noticed how firm they were. Shaking my head I walked to the door with my hard-on pressing against my pants.

I stopped at the doorway with the memory and visions of Amy floating through my head and looked back at my step-daughter. I closed the door, locked it, then walked back to the bed and sat down. I traced my finger across her face the way I used to do with Amy, leaned in and kissed Carrie’s full lips. She didn’t make a move which only made me want to do more. I traced her face, down her neck across the top of her chest till my hand lightly rested on her breast and gave it a little squeeze. I squeezed a bit more, and more, till I was just rubbing and fondling her large full tit. She’s firm and has a 38D chest where her mom has a 36C. I kissed her again, this time slipping a little bit of tongue between her lips. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. “I have a good marriage and I love my wife and step-daughter” I said to myself after party rape sex. Then I remembered Amy and I pulled the covers off Carrie, tossing them to the floor.

I pulled her shirt up over her head and rolled her on her side, I undid the clasp of her bra. Her arm fell and brushed across my rock hard cock and I about jumped out of my skin. Her eyes were still closed, breathing as heavy as ever and I realized that she was not waking up. So I unzipped my pants, freed my dick, and placed it in her hand. I cupped my hand around hers and started jacking off with her hand. The feeling was new as I had never done that with Amy before. I started kissing her cheek, down her neck, and across her shoulders before I released her hand. I rolled her onto her back and removed her bra tossing it to the floor with her shirt as I gazed upon her massive cleavage. Her nipples were large, long and thick like a pencil eraser. They weren’t quite as big as her mothers, but just as beautiful and tempting. Taking one in my mouth I started sucking and twirling my tongue around the nub, feeling it grow and harden in my mouth just the way Amy’s used to. My mind filled with Amy and how her body responded even though she could not…I just loved that.

Standing up I took a long look at my topless step-daughter, her erect nipples standing tall on her massive breasts, her smooth flabby stomach tucked into her jeans clinging tight to her, and I just had to see her naked. Running a finger under her waistband to the button, with the butterflies in my stomach churning, I unbuttoned her pants. My heart was pounding now as I grasped the zipper and began to pull. Her pants opened up the further I pulled the zipper, pealing away from her skin with every move. Grabbing the sides of her jeans I began to pry them off of her. She must have worked a bit to pour herself into these jeans I thought. Tossing them to the floor I noticed she was wearing red g-string panties and said out-loud “naughty girl”.

In the back of my mind I knew it was wrong, but I was drunk on alcohol and desire. I placed my hand on her large, muscular thigh, slid it in between her legs, and pulled them apart revealing the tiny triangle of fabric concealing her young pussy. Covering her mound with my hand, I began to massage her in the same way that drives her mother wild. Before long I could feel the warmth between her legs rising and I knew she was almost ready. I removed all my clothes and piled them next to hers then knelt on the bed between her spread legs.

Watching intently as I pealed the g-string away, I was shocked and delighted to see that she had a shaved…completely bald pussy. I tossed away the panties, leaned in close, and took a deep breath, inhaling her fragrance. She has a thick, rich smell that intoxicated me. All thoughts of this being wrong vanished along with any care or concern for the consequences. Spreading her lips with my fingers I deeply inhaled her smell, extended my tongue and licked from the very bottom of her canal to the tip of her clit in one smooth motion. Her pussy was creamy and had a strong, slightly sweet taste.

I looked up at her peaceful, motionless face and said “your pussy tastes good Carrie” I chuckled to myself, then lowered my head back to her pussy and started licking again. I ran my tongue up and down her folds, licked and sucked her clit, and tongued as deep as I could into her slit. She was really wet and by the time I pulled up from lapping as much as I could, the room was filled with her thick smell.

Crawling over her, I kissed my way up to her resting tits, pausing to lick and suck on each one before I continued on, kissing my way up her neck before I stopped. I was completely on top of her now, my dick hovering right in front of her pussy I gazed lovingly on her face taking in every detail. The small diamond stud earrings she was wearing, the curves of her face, her slender nose, full lips, and straight brown hair. I whispered “I love you” and pressed my lips to hers as I began to slide my dick into her pussy. Her inviting pussy lips spread easily around my head drawing me in further till I was buried all the way in her.

I pumped back and forth easily in her juicy pussy, watching her large breasts move in rhythm to my thrusts then kissing her motionless lips. I could feel my orgasm building as I started going faster and faster. The sloppy slapping sound of hard, wet sex echoed in the room as I pounded Carries pussy harder and faster with each stroke. My head was spinning, dizzy from the rum, feelings, and smells of this night. The pressure in my balls kept building the more I fucked my step-daughter till I cried out and slammed my dick deep in her pussy, erupting spurt after spurt of hot cum inside her.

Covered in sweat, I fell on top of her panting and reveling in my orgasm. I laid there catching my breath as my dick softened inside her, feeling our heartbeats as I lay pressed against her. My dick slipped out of her pussy as got up dripping cum as I stood there taking it all in. I looked her over one last time, her big breasts heaving up and down in her deep slumber, her thick spread legs, her still juicy pussy leaking my cum. I grabbed the blanket and covered her hot rape unafraid. Kissed her lips again and gathered my clothes.

My head was still spinning as I went upstairs to my room, climbed in bed and fell into a deep satisfied sleep.

**SMACK**

I was jarred awake, my cheek stinging.

“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME ASSHOLE!?!” Carrie screamed standing over me.

The only thing that entered my mind was…

…Oh, shit!

This would be a long day.

“Lt. Barkley is in Holodeck Three” came the smooth voice of the computer.

Deanna pursed her lips in annoyance. Reg was supposed to be staying away from
the holodecks and should have required special permission to use them. On the
other hand, Reg was also a very good engineer and could probably bypass any
safeguards that were put on them. Troi signed and got up, heading out the
door and for Holodeck Three. When she arrived, the computer (as she expected)
would not let her in.

“Computer. Command code override Troi Alpha Beta 7 Gamma.”

The holodeck doors swept open and closed behind Deanna as she entered. It
took a few seconds for her to orientate herself as she emerged into a loud
boisterous bar scene out of late 20th century earth. As she grew accustomed
to the sounds, she heard moaning and gagging sounds coming from a pool table
around which a dozen or so men were gathered. Unable to see what the men
were watching, Troi pushed her way through to the front and stopped in
shock.

She saw herself lying on the pool table. Naked. More than naked, she had one
cock shoved up her ass, another in her pussy and a monster dick being shoved
down her throat…hence the gagging sounds she had heard. Even as the
astonished Counselor watched, the big dick fucking her duplicate’s face
pulled out and a huge load of cum shot all over her face. He was followed
shortly by the other cocks fucking her as they emptied loads into the fake
Troi while the real Deanna stood watching unable to move. Deanna felt a
shiver run through her… hot rape unafraid..a mixture of disgust and lust as she watched the
three men climb off her duplicate, leaving her lying there covered in their
cum.

It was about then that the men gathered around the table noticed Deanna.
“Whoooeee, the slut has got a twin sister!” said one man rubbing the bulge
in his pants. Troi tried to back away from the circle of men, but rough
hands grabbed her and thrust her up onto the pool table to lie beside her
duplicate.

“Computer end program!” called out Troi as she found herself face to face
with her cum slicked twin who was gaping at her in astonishment.

“Unable to comply. Voice overrides deactivated.” came the smooth computer
voice.

‘Oh oh,’ thought Deanna as she tried to scramble off the table. ‘Reg is going
to get such a piece of my mind when I find him.’

“Hey, where you going honey?” asked one of the men around the table. He
pushed her back down beside her duplicate. “Give your sister a kiss!”

Both of the Troi’s eyes bulged out in horror as their faces were pushed
together. A soft “No” escaped both their lips simultaneously just as their
lips brushed together. Apparently her duplicate had been programmed to act
as much like the real thing as Reg could manage thought Deanna as their
lips were mashed harshly together and she found herself kissing her cum
covered duplicate. She felt hands tugging at her uniform and as the two
women were forced together, Deanna literally had her clothing ripped off.
When all was said and done, she found herself naked and lying on top of
her duplicate, kissing her hard on the mouth. The other Troi’s cum smeared
breasts felt warm under her and it took Deanna several seconds to realize
she was no longer being held in place by the men.They had stepped back a
bit to watch the two identical women kissing. Deanna felt her eyes go wide
with astonishment as she realized that this was starting to turn her on
and below her, her duplicate’s face mirrored that astonishment.

Almost as if it had a mind of its own, Deanna’s mouth began to trail down
the neck of her twin until she reached a puddle of cum on the holo-Deanna’s
tits which she licked at.

“Stop, we shouldn’t be doing this,” moaned her twin. “This is wrong…it is
worse than incest. was it rape….ahhhhhh”.

“Yes…yes it is,” agreed Deanna but she didn’t stop licking the boobs of
her duplicate. In fact, she began to lick and suck on them with even greater
lust. The shiver of taboo swept over her. A small part of her mind nagged at
her for lying there naked on top of a holo duplicate of herself, in essence
making lesbian love to herself while a bar full of rough looking men watched
her degrade herself. Maybe she could have stopped herself yet, but at that
moment her duplicate’s fingers slipped into Deanna’s pussy and began to
stroke her clit. Deanna gave a loud moan of pleasure and then bent her head
back down to lick and suck with renewed enthusiasm at the tits of her twin.

Deanna felt one hand of her duplicate slide in and out of her pussy while the
other one cupped her ass and drew Deanna down on top of her harder. Deanna no
longer cared how wrong or forbidden what she was doing was, but just wanted
to kiss and lick and be kissed and licked by this warm body underneath her.
The two women broke their embrace as if with one mind and reformed into a 69
with the real Deanna Troi on top. Her mouth dipped into her duplicate’s pussy
and began to lick without hesitation at the mixture of pussy juices and cum
she found there. For her own part, she was dripping wet now and her twin was
licking furiously at her pussy which sent huge waves of pleasure through
Deanna.

Heaving and writhing with ecstasy, Deanna finally came to her climax and
she felt a similar shudder run through her duplicate at precisely the same
moment. For long shuddering moments, Deanna lay there and then reality
drifted back in the form of the men laughing, whistling and clapping. Oh my
god, what have I done she thought as she looked around the circle of men,
several of them who had their cocks out and were stroking them at the
lesbian play of the counselor and her twin.

There was little time for remorse, however, as one of the men grabbed Deanna
and pulled her head down onto his cock. The thick head pushed between her
lips and Troi gagged slightly as he forced it further down her throat. Out of
the corner of her eye, Deanna could see her duplicate being forced to blow
another huge cock. Deanna knew the look of fear, mixed with lust and shame
was mirrored on her own face as the cock slid in and out of her soft lips.
Side by side the two women were forced to swallow the large cocks. Hands held
their heads in places and forced them up and down in a steady rhythm on the
face choking meat. The man fucking her face was moaning loudly and Deanna
knew he was close to cumming free virgin rape story. He is only a hologram she tried to reassure
herself but then his cum flooded down her throat and it tasted very real.
She saw that her duplicate was choking down her own huge load.

The cock pulled out of her mouth with a popping sound and some cum dribbled
down her chin as Deanna lay there exhausted. Then she felt hands lifting her
and before she knew it she felt herself being lowered onto a hard cock that
slid up her ass. Then her breath was taken away as another cock slipped into
her pussy and she found her the meat in a cock sandwich. As she opened her
mouth to complain, another big sausage was shoved inside and she realized
she was duplicating the scene she had first stumbled into. Sure enough,
beside her on the table, her duplicate was getting the same triple treatment.
The three cocks drove in and out of Deanna with unrelenting force and with
uncanny timing as each cock drove to its deepest point at exactly the same
time. The cocks in her ass and pussy seemed to be touching on each stroke
while the one in her mouth was jammed twelve inches down her throat. The
helpless counselor could do nothing but lie there being ravaged by the three
hard cocks until finally with a repeat of the scene she had walked in on as
the cock in her mouth pulled out and spewed its thick load over her face,
followed a moment later by the surge of cum into her pussy and ass.

Deanna lay there on the pool table, table with cum dripping down her face
wondering what was going to happen next when she heard a gasp from the back
of the room and a figure hurried forward. It was Lt. Reg Barkley and he
pushed his way through the crowd of men. Apparently he had been off to the
holo-washroom or wherever and had missed the entrance of the counselor. “Oh
my,” he said looking down at the two nude women. “Computer, I didn’t order
a second Counselor Troi.”

“I’m the real Counselor Troi, Reg,” said Deanna trying to cover her naked
body and then giving up since he had obviously programmed this scene and her
nude body was no stranger to him.

“Sigh. Just what I need,” muttered Reg. “A glitch in the holomatrix so the
holograms think they are real. I better fix that right away before someone
investigates. Computer. End Program.”

The computer was apparently programmed to respond only to Reg and the bar
scene faded away into the black walls and yellow lines of the holodeck. The
naked and cum covered Deanna was still there.

Reg looked around in puzzlement. “Computer, why is there still one of the
holograms present after I told you to shut down the program.”

“The program is no longer running,” intoned the computer gang bang rape whore.

“Reg!I am the real Counselor Troi,” seethed Deanna. “You missed your
appointment and I came looking for you only to get raped by your
holoprogram! I will expect you in my office in one hour for a very
long session of counseling. You are even more deeply disturbed than
I realized!”

With that Deanna turned and marched out of the holodeck. In her anger she
had forgot she was stark naked and a couple of Ensigns got quite an eyeful
as she marched past them. A chagrined Deanna looked down at her nude body
when she saw their stares.

‘Oh well,’ she thought, ‘at least the holo-cum had disappeared when she left
the holodeck!’

Mr. Stern nodded his head, “Yes Lt. Selmer. Since the war is over the new government gave you choice of claim for 200 acres of land. All the documents have been received and are now ready for you to sign, to finish the deal.” Lt. Selmer nodded his head in approval, “Tell me something, the land surrounding the property that is about to mine, does anyone own it?” Mr. Stern had to think for a moment. “No sir, it belongs right now to governing board of the town, ready to be purchased. Valuable farming land I must say, rich soil. Land is being sold to farmers east of your property but no one has yet bought the land west and south of your property boundaries. The land north of this dirt road here belongs to William Pritchett and he was eyeing this bit of property here but was unable to afford at this time. I must admit he was not happy when he found out that some one was getting it for free.” A look of anger passed over Lt. Selmer’s face, “Free, hardly. I have served during the whole war freeing us from the tyrant in Britain. By all means, I believe I have earned it through my loyal services as a patriot for our new nation.” Mr. Stern stepped back, “Forgive me sir, I did not mean that badly in any way, I too am a patriot and loyal to our nation, but I was only telling it how Mr. Pritchett put it.”

The dark look on Lt. Selmer’s face faded as he turned to face his new property. Then turning back to Mr. Stern he smiled, “Mr. Stern I wish to add another 600 acres to this property here. How soon can the deal be made?” Mr. Stern scratched his chin for a minute. “If you can come by my office tomorrow say about noon time we can go over the map to see exactly what is open for sale and then I can fix up the documents and have them ready to sign within a weeks time, once payment is received and the town governing board sign the appropriated documents, but I will say that 600 acres will cost a fortune. These soils are widely sought after.” Lt. Selmer nodded his head, “Money is no problem for me. I inherited a small fortune from my parents when they passed away. I wish to cultivate this land and farm it, and raise my children up here.” Mr. Stern smiled, “Aye, perfect place to raise children, I have two children myself, well they are grown up now and married but still children to me. They grow up so fast you know. How old are your children Lt. Selmer?” Lt. Selmer smiled, “Three beautiful daughters, the oldest is 12, then 11, and the youngest is 9. I have missed a lot of their growing up because of the war, but they are growing up to be beautiful women. They are home with their mom, most beautiful woman I have ever set eyes on. She came up here a year ago with me when we started looking for land to claim. We found this spot and thought it perfect for our future home. Already have the plans made up.” Mr. Stern nodded his head, “Wanting to get away from the noisy life I bet.” Lt. Selmer, “That’s pretty much it, I’m ready to settle down, we all are.”

Mr. Stern pulled out some papers and an ink well and quill. Setting them down on the back of his buggy he handed Lt. Selmer the quill. “If you will just sign the forms here. There are two sets of each document, one for you and one for our records.” Lt. Selmer dipped the quill into the ink well and began signing the papers. Once he was finished Mr. Stern folded up his copies and placed them into a large envelope, and then sealed it. He place that envelope back into his satchel and handed Lt. Selmer his copies. He shook hands with Lt. Selmer one last time and then got into his carriage, “Good day to you sir, I will be seeing you tomorrow at noon time? I’ll have the misses fix up a nice lunch for us as so we won’t have to go over the details on empty stomachs.” Lt. Selmer nodded his head, “I can’t wait Mr. Stern, tomorrow at noon it is then.” With that Mr. Stern steered his horse around and pulled back `out` into the dirt road and began his horse at a trot heading back into town. Lt. Selmer got into his own carriage and whistled at his dog. The great German Shepherd, who had been lazying around the shady trees got up and jumped into the buggy and Lt. Selmer started his horse drawn carriage down the road as well.

Present Day, Third Day after the Logans have moved into the Selmer House:
It was a little after 1:00 in the morning when most of the police officers had left the Logan’s house. Two local officers were still there with them for protection. They were sitting at the kitchen table playing cards, dressed in slacks and sports jackets. Mrs. Logan had fixed a pot of coffee for the officers and served it to them for which they were very grateful, “Thank you Mrs. Logan. I have to say it has been a long night and this coffee will pick me back up,” Officer Myers said. Officer Tyler nodded his head, “It sure is good, but you really didn’t have to go through the trouble of fixing this for us, especially with everything you and your family have been through.” Mrs. Logan smiled, “It’s the least I can do, you are guest in our home. Is there anything I can fix for you guys to eat?” Both officers shook their heads, “Please don’t trouble your self Mrs. Logan we’ll be fine.” Mrs. Logan nodded, “I have fixed up the bed in the spare room on the second floor.” Officer Myers shook his head, “If it’s all the same to you ma’am we will probably stay down here so we can hear if anyone attempts to come in. Wouldn’t be wise for us to fall asleep in a comfy bed.” Officer Tyler chuckled, “Besides if we did lay down the guys would never let leave us alone about sleeping in the same bed.” Mrs. Logan laughed, “Ok well if you gentlemen need anything just let us know.” Both officers nodded their heads and returned to their card game.

Mrs. Logan walked out of the kitchen and down the hallway to where her husband was. Mr. Logan was sitting on the couch looking over some papers. Mrs. Logan curled up next to him laying her head on his shoulder. Mr. Logan wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to him. Mrs. Logan sighed, “This is now our third day here, and so many awful things have already happened.” Mr. Logan glanced down at her, “Maybe we never should have moved out here, maybe this was all a mistake.” Mrs. Logan shook her head, “You could never have known this would all happen, it was supposed to be a quiet little town. How could you know?” Mr. Logan rubbed his eyes, “I should have dug deeper into the history of this place before we bought it. Should have done something.” Mrs. Logan looked at the papers that her husband had, they looked like drawings of property lines. “What’s this?” Mr. Logan showed her the paper, “This here shows where the property lines are now, and who owns these pieces of land. See Mr. Reihnholt’s property actually touches our own south of here, just a few feet past that swimming hole Ashley and Vicky were at. He owns about 75 acres. Even though it is a two miles using the road, it’s just a quick walk to his place from here cutting across our property. And this is the property line dating back 200 years ago.” Mr. Logan pulled out another piece of paper torture methods. As Mrs. Logan looked at the paper that showed their property and then back to the paper showing the property lines 200 years ago she let out a gasp. “That Lt. Selmer, the one who built this house, He actually owned Mr. Reihnholt’s property.”

Mrs. Logan looked up with a start, “You don’t possibly think that Mr. Reihnholt is from a family that Investigator Dermweiler told us about?” Mr. Logan shook his, “No, I had asked Sgt. Lomack about it, Mr. Reihnholt’s father moved to this area bout 50 years ago before Mr. Reihnholt was born. They bought the land from a farmer who was being hurt by a depression. Mr. Reihnholt could have bought this land a long time if he wanted to.” Mrs. Logan relaxed, “Do you believe that this is being done by a live person and not a ghost?” Mr. Logan paused for moment remembering the episode in his shower, wondering if he should tell her. No he thought, I was probably imagining it and just jerked myself off, yeah that’s it. Looking down at his wife he smiled, “No sweety I don’t believe in ghosts.”

Present Time/Reihnholt Ranch:
Vicky was showing Ashley through her house, which was very large. Ashley had been awed when they first pulled up into the long circular drive. Two stories with seven bedrooms, a formal dining room, informal dining room, living room, family room, five full bathrooms, and two offices. This place was a mansion. A sign hung over the drive way, which read Reihnholt Ranch. About a hundred yards behind the house was huge barn where Mr. Reihnholt kept his 10 horses. A smaller building was adjacent to the barn, which Mr. Reihnholt said it was his work shop. He loved building things when he wasn’t busy with job at the Real Estate Company. Mr. Reihnholt had carried Ashley’s bag into the house, then turned to Vicky, “Which room will you give her?” Vicky smiled, “Oh she is going to stay in my room with me.” “Now I’m sure that Ashley would like to have a room of her own,” Mr. Reihnholt said. Ashley spoke up, “Oh that’s ok Mr. Reihnholt, I would actually like to stay in Vicky’s room if that’s alright.” Mr. Reihnholt laughed, “Whatever you girls want. I’m sure you two are pretty tired, it’s been a long day for both of you. Ashley I want you to make yourself at home here, help yourself to any food you might want and drinks.” Ashley smiled, “Thanks again Mr. Reihnholt, this is really kind of you.” Mr. Reihnholt patted her shoulder, “Think nothing of it, you are always welcome here. Now if you girls don’t mind, I’m going to take a shower and then try and get some work done before I hit the sack.” Mr. Reihnholt walked off leaving the two girls in the entry way.

Upstairs Vicky showed Ashley the four bedrooms, one, which was hers. They went inside where Vicky quickly stripped her clothes off, till she was in the nude. Ashley could not help but stare at her girlfriend’s beautiful ass. When Vicky straightened up and looked at Ashley, she grinned, “Come on get those things off, have to be comfortable don’t we?” Ashley giggled as she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down along with her panties. Then she took her shirt off and soon she was just as naked as Vicky was, except for her socks. She started to take those off when Vicky stopped her, “Leave those on, I think you so sexy just wearing socks.” Ashley blushed. Vicky walked to her closet as Ashley looked around the room. It was large, bigger than her own, which was saying something since her room was fairly large as well. Vicky had posters of her favorite band groups and movie stars all over the walls, her own 27 inch T.V. with DVD player, a queen size bed, with green sheets and comforter. Ashley loved it. Vicky noticed Ashley looking around, “You like it?” Ashley nodded, “Oh yeah, it’s perfect.” Vicky smiled, “So you don’t mind sleeping in my bed with me, I’ll have you know I sleep naked,” She gave Ashley a wink. Ashley grinned, “Oh I don’t mind at all, and I sleep naked too, though I usually wear pj’s when I’m at someone else’s home.” Vicky grinned, “Oh not here you won’t.”

Ashley laughed, sitting down on the bed. Vicky walked over in front of her and knelt down. Vicky slowly spread Ashley’s legs apart as her pink pussy lips came into view. Vicky saw the juices dripping out, her whole pubic area glistening wet. Ashley leaned back and pushed her hips out, till her ass was halfway off the bed. Vicky leaned forward and licked around Ashley’s nether lips, tasting her sweet nectar. Ashley moaned out. Vicky began planting kisses on Ashley’s wet lips as she reached her arms around Ashley caressing her ass. Vicky then slid her tongue across Ashley’s hardened clit which was poking out from her lips, then she began sucking on it. “OOhhh God Vicky yess.” As Vicky continued sucking on Ashley’s clit, she removed her right hand from Ashley’s ass and using her finger she slid it into Ashley’s hot pussy hole. Ashley’s body trembled as she let out a squeal, “MMMMM, uuuggghhhhh, ooohhh yessss, mmmmmmmmmmmmm.” Ashley began moving her hips against Vicky’s face as Vicky fingered her pussy, her juices flowing out, running down Ashley’s thighs. Vicky began sliding her tongue up through Ashley’s slit as she wiggled her finger inside Ashley. “OOhhhhh God baby, I’mm gonna cumm.”

Vicky slid another finger into Ashley’s pussy. Ashley was very tight, but her juices made it easier for Vicky’s fingers to slide in. Vicky began pumping her fingers faster into Ashley’s pussy, licking furiously at her clit. Ashley’s hips were bucking against Vicky’s face as her orgasm drew closer, moaning loudly almost to the point of screaming. “OOOOhhhhhh fuck yeeaaaah baby, fuck me, ugggggggghhhhhhhh, OOOOOOHhhhhhhhh Shit I’mm Cuummmmminggg!!!” Ashley clamped her legs around Vicky’s head, her juices squirting out. Vicky opened her mouth letting the juices gushed into it as she kept fingering Ashley. Ashley’s hips bucked as her orgasm hit her again, her juices squirting in such force that a lot of it splashed against Vicky’s face and ran down her neck and over her tits, coating her stomach. Ashley thrusted her hips out one last time as the last of her juices squirted into Vicky’s mouth. Ashley trembled as she slid down the side of the bed, sitting on the floor as Vicky wrapped her arms around her.

Ashley sat on the floor, her body still trembling, her breathing labored, and her juices slowly flowing out of her pussy and pooling under ass, she looked into Vicky’s eyes and knew at that moment that she was in love. Vicky’s eyes also revealed the love behind them that was meant for her. Vicky leaned in and began kissing Ashley, her tongue darting past Ashley’s lips and into her mouth. Ashley’s tongue met with Vicky’s as she tasted her juices from Vicky’s mouth, they held each other and kissed, their hands exploring each other bodies.

Back at the Swimming Hole:
The ghost girl, known as Samantha Selmer, stood at the boundary line of the Logan’s property, where the tree line stopped and open fields lay before her of the property of John Reihnholt. The moon’s pale light flowed over her pale naked body as she looked across that open field. This had once been all of her father’s land but for some strange reason she had never stepped across the tree line border, staying only in the immediate surrounding of the acreage of her old home. She had never had any reason to go farther and because of that it was believed that the ghosts of the Selmer House were only bound to the 6 acres that was left of the Selmer Property. Samantha herself did not know if she could cross that boundary, but now she could feel her dead father’s presence growing stronger again and she felt that Ashley Logan was not safe, even at the Reihnholt Ranch. She stepped across the boundary and into the open field.

Selmer House/Logan’s Home 2:00 AM:
Lt. Selmer stepped out of the shadows of the third floor hallway. He could hear moaning coming from the Master Bedroom. In the Master Bedroom, Lisa Logan was lying on her back, stark naked as she rubbed and squeezed her 36 c-cup titties. Steve Logan was kneeling down between his wife’s spread legs, his bare ass sticking up in the air as he licked Lisa’s wet pussy. “Oh God baby you taste so sweet,” he mumbled into her pussy. Lisa shivered from the sensations flowing through her body, “Ohhhhh right there Honey, ahhhhhh, mmmmmmmm ohh yesssss.” Steve reached his between his legs and felt of his hardened dick. His dick was hardened to it’s full 10 1/2 inches, he began rubbing it. Steve slid his tongue further into wife’s wet hot hole, tasting her juices as they flowed into his mouth. Lisa began thrusting her hips up into her husband’s face as her orgasm came close, “OOOHHHHh fuck baby, I’m gonna cummmm, uuggghhhhhhhh!” Steve flicked his wife’s hardened clit with his tongue, then began sucking on it. Lisa screamed out as she shoved her pussy hard into her face, “AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH, YES, YES, YES, UUUGGHHHHHH FUCK AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!” Lisa’s own nectar squirted from her pussy as it shot into Steve open mouth. Even though his wife didn’t squirt all the time, he loved it all the same.

As Lisa’s body continued to shake under her orgasm, Steve quickly climbed on top of his wife’s body. He placed the head of his dick at his wife’s pussy, he began rubbing the tip through her slit, as he felt her juices squirting around his penis. Steve then quickly slid his dick into his wife’s slick pussy as he began fucking her. Lisa’s own orgasm had just begun to subside when she felt it begin to build again. “Ohhh shit baby, I’m gonna cum again.” Steve began fucking his wife, as he thrusted in and out of her pussy, feeling her tight pussy clamped around his shaft. “Cum for me my sweet baby,” he said. Lisa raised her hips up again allowing Steve to slide further into her pussy. Lisa moaned out, “Harder baby, harder, ugghhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh fuck me baby!” Steve began pounding away at his wife’s pussy, shoving his dick deep into her, he began to feel his own orgasm get near. Lisa wrapped her arms around her husbands back, feeling his muscles through her palms, she dug her nails into his back, then wrapped her legs around his waist as she screamed out again, “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, UUUUUGGGGGGHHHH, AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!” With her finger nails digging into his back, and her pussy clamping tightly around his dick he shoved inside her one last time, he grunted out as his cum erupted from his dick, filling his wife’s pussy, “UUGGHHH, UUGGhhh, OOHHh YEAH BABY, UUGGghhhh.” Lisa’s pussy milked the last drops of her husband jizz as he lowered himself gently onto her body, kissing her neck and face. Lisa’s body continued to tremble as her orgasm subsided, she could feel her husband penis beginning to go limp inside her pussy, his jizz flowing out of her, mixing with her own juices. She held onto him as she returned his kisses.

Lt. Selmer had seen enough, as he turned around and walked through the close door, invisible to the Logan’s eye, they never knew that someone had watched them. Lt. Selmer began searching the house starting at Ashley’s room, then through the bathroom into the spare room. She was not here. He went downstairs and exited the entry room, going into the hallway. He went into the Kitchen where he noticed two men sitting at the table drinking some sodas and playing cards. Officer Myers shivered, “Damn, it feels as if the temperature just dropped about 15 degrees.” Officer Tyler looked up from the cards in his hands, “Now don’t be trying to make me lose concentration, just because your losing.” Officer Myers shifted, the side of his sports jacket falling away from his side which revealed a 9mm Glock holstered to his waist, “I ain’t trying to make you lose concentration, it really feels colder in here.” Officer Tyler also noticed the temperature drop as he shivered. Lt. Selmer had seen the gun on Myers waist and knew that they were some type of law enforcement officials. But why were they here? Where was that bitch, he knew she had to be here somewhere.

He left the kitchen and went down the hall to the living room sexual abuse stories. She wasn’t there. He went through the living room to the adjoining utility. Not here either. He flew through back through the living and down the hallway to the family, his anger building. When he came to the Family room and did not see her there either, his rage exploded, as he yelled out. In the Kitchen, both Officer jumped up drawing their pistols as they heard the loud booming yell burst forth. Up in the Master Bedroom on the third floor, Steve and Lisa Logan quickly sat up as they heard the inhuman yell come from downstairs. They could hear the Officer’s muted yells calling out, “Who’s there, Identify yourself!!” Steve jumped out of bed, and pulled his khaki pants back on, not bothering with his underwear, then threw on a blue t-shirt.

Officer Myers and Officer Tyler walked down the hallway with their guns pointing in front of them as they made their way to the Family Room, where the howling yell was still coming from. As Officer Tyler led the way, he reached around the doorway searching for the light switch, his gun held before him as the deafening yell filled his ears. Officer Tyler found the light switch, and the second he flipped the light on, the yelling stopped. The Officers quickly went in the room, looking around. No one was in there. Up in the Master Bedroom, Steve pulled his 9mm. Smith & Wesson Gun from the night table’s drawer in slipped in the waist band of his jeans. Lisa had just put on a t-shirt that only covered half of her ass, and her pussy was still in full view. As Steve’s hand touched the doorknob the yelling stopped. He cracked open the door and called down to the officers, “What’s going on down there?” He heard Officer Myers’ muted response, “Stay Put Mr. Logan, We’re checking things out down here.” As Lisa looked over the floor for her jeans she shivered, “Hun did you feel the temperature just drop?” Steve noticed the temperature drop as well.

Downstairs the Officers began checking the Living Room, heading to the Utility room where the back door was at, they both noticed fog forming from their breath. Officer Tyler looked back at his partner to say something when suddenly he saw Officer Myers fly backwards through the air as he crashed into the far wall, “Who’s there? Who are you?” As if in response to Officer Tyler’s question all the lights began flicking off and on throughout the house. Upstairs Lisa ran to her husband as he wrapped his arms around her shoulder as their own light flicked on and off. Then the foundation of the house shook, causing the house to tremble as the deafening cry resumed, this time sounding as if it was coming from all over the place. Lisa covered her ears as Steve opened the door. Suddenly the yelling stopped again and Steve was shoved out of the door by unseen hands and as he turned around he saw his wife fly backwards through the air landing on her back on the bed. When he tried to go back in the room the door slammed in his face. Steve pounded and kicked at the door, but it would not budge. Then he heard his wife scream out.

In the bedroom, Lisa’ felt her arms being pinned against the bed on either side of her head, as she felt something spread her legs open, her bare pussy coming into full view. She screamed out, “STEVE, STEVE HELP ME!!!” She could hear her husband pounding on the door, “LISA, OPEN THE DOOR BABY, LET ME IN!!” “I CAN’T, I’M STUCK!!!” Lisa cried out as something slapped her across the face. “HEEEELLLLPP!!!” She got slapped again. Then to her horror she felt something touching her pussy lips, which she thought felt like a penis. She looked down her stomach and watched in horror through the flashing light as she felt some big and thick, slide into her swet pussy. “STEVE HELP ME, I’M GETTING RAPE!!!” Steve threw himself against the door, then suddenly something big and hairy jumped against his chest with loud growl. He felt something like a mouth full of teeth clamp down on his arm. Steve stumbled and fell down the stairs.

Lisa tried forcing herself up from the bed, but whatever held her down was far stronger than her. She felt the intruding dick pumping in and out of her pussy. “Please no, stop, stop please,” she pleaded. The thing just picked up his pace on fucking her pussy. Lisa could feel an orgasm building up deep inside her. “NOOO Please stop, uggghh, don’t ahhhhhhh, uggghhhh.” She tried forcing her mind on something else, trying to ignore the sensation flowing through pussy. Suddenly her t-shirt flew up over her face, exposing her firm rounded tit. Her eyes covered, she could not see anything. Then she felt a mouth clamped over one of her nipples as she felt it being sucked on. Her orgasm continued to build, “MMMM, uggghhh, aahhhhh, uugghhh.” Her hips began to thrust up forcing more of the invading dick into her pussy. “UGgghhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhh, oohhhhh fuck I’m gonna cum!!” The dick in her pussy shoved hard into her, which brought her over the edge, “AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” The orgasm racked her body as her hips bucked upward. “UUUGGGHH, AAAAHHHHHH, AAAAHHHH!!” The dick inside her pussy continued to fuck her, keeping her orgasm going.

Steve opened his eyes. He was laying on his back on the second floor landing. He felt bruised and battered from the fall. Slowly he raised himself up.

In the living room Officer Tyler knelt down beside his partner who was unconsious, when he heard a growl issue from behind him. He turned around and saw a large German Shepherd glaring at him, his teeth bared. Officer Tyler stood up and pointed his gun at the dog, “Get back, go on, go away.” The dog just growled again. Officer Tyler felt his finger twitch on the trigger. The dog suddenly leapt at him, as he fired his gun.

Steve heard the gunshot, then heard his wife scream again. He ran back up the stairs. He had to get to his wife.

Officer Tyler had dropped his gun as he fought the dog who his jaws clamped around his arm. He felt the teeth sink into his skin, the blood soaking his sleeve. He pounded at the dog’s head. A crash came from the entry room. Steve heard the crash and spun around to look over the railing but heard his wife scream again.

Two uniformed State Police Trooper ran in through the front door that they had just kicked open. First thing they noticed was that every light was flashing on and off. The Troopers heard yelling coming from the down the hall, then they heard a scream come from upstairs. One Trooper ran down the hallway while the other one ran up the stairs. Trooper Patrick entered the living room where he observed Officer Tyler fighting a beastly dog. He also noticed Officer Myers laying unconsious on the floor. Trooper Patrick ran over to Officer Tyler and put his gun against the dog’s head, but before he pulled the trigger the dog just simply vanished right in front of their eyes. Trooper Patrick helped Officer to his feet then both men ran over to Officer Myers. Ignoring the pain in his arm, Officer Tyler assisted the Trooper and picking up his partner as they carried him out of the living room, down the hallway and outside of the house. Both men looked back at the house and saw through every window that the lights were still blinking on and off. Then a scream pierced the night from the third floor. Trooper Patrick ran back inside.

Trooper Slater ran upstairs where he saw Steve pounding away at the bedroom door, as a woman’s screams came from inside the room. Steve saw the Trooper, “Help me, my wife is trapped inside.” Trooper Slater ran up next to Steve as both men began ramming their shoulders against the door. Trooper Patrick got upstairs where his partner and Steve were attempting to break down the door. He ran up to them, “Who’s in there?” “My wife. Something is happening to her. Something forced me out of the room and then pinned her to bed.” Trooper Patrick drew his gun back out of his holster, “Where is the bed at?” Steve pointed his finger at an angle to the right side of the door. Trooper Patrick then aimed his gun up at the top left corner where the hinge should be. He fired his gun. The woods splintered away as a gaping hole tore through the door. He then shot at the middle left side of the door, and another gaping hole blew out. Then he aimed at the bottom left corner and fired again. The last hinge was blown from the door. Both Troopers rammed their shoulders into the door, causing it to fall down. All three men entered and stopped at the sight before them. Lisa Logan was laying on her back spread eagle, her t-shirt up over her face. All three men saw that her pussy was gaping open as if something invisible was inside of her, her hips bucking up and down as she screamed out, “AAAAAHHHHHhhh I can’t stop…can’t stop cummming, UUUGGGGHHHH, AAAAHHHHHH!!!” Steve ran over to his and slid his arm under her shoulders and tried lifting her up, but could not. Lisa screamed out, “HE…HE WON’T STOP FUCKING ME, UUGGGHHH, AAAAHHHHH!!!” Her hips thrusted up again as her orgasm hit her once more. Steve looked at the Troopers, “Help me get her off the bed.”

Both Troopers ran over to the bed. Trooper Slater wrapped his arms around Lisa’s stomach, while Trooper Patrick wrapped his arms around her waist. Trooper Patrick could not feel anything above Lisa’s body, but when he looked down at her pussy, he saw what appeared to be bulge in her pelvis above her slit that would move up through her cervix and then back out as if a penis were fucking her. All three men pulled with all their might. Lisa felt the invading dick slide out of her pussy as the men dragged her off the bed. She collapsed in her husband’s arms. The lights stopped flickering and remained on. All four of them looked around, perplexed by what was happening. It was an eery silence. Lisa buried her face into her husband’s chest and began crying. Steve wrapped his arms around his wife’s body, pulling her close to him. They thought it was over.

As all four of them got to their feet, the foundation shook again, causing the entire house to tremble violently, knocking all four of them back down. The house shook again, as the lights began flickering once more. Trooper Patrick yelled out, “WE’VE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE!” All four of them struggled to their feet when suddenly the bed shot upward and smashed into the ceiling. The dresser drawers began opening and closing, and the closet door slammed open, all the clothes flying out of it. All four of them ran out of the room and down the stairs. Lisa didn’t care to grabbed her jeans, she just wanted out.

As they got to the Second Floor Landing, Ashley’s bedroom door flew open and all of them stared in as the bed flipped up against the wall, her dresser drawers flew out and smash against the wall. Inside the bathroom the water faucets in the sink and shower turned on and water began spraying to the ceiling. The toilet bowl water exploded upward. They continued downstairs when they heard popping noises. The light bulbs in the bedrooms were exploding. As they got to the entry room, the light bulb in there exploded, spraying them with glass fragments. They heard the dishes in the kitchen flying out of the cabinets and smashing into the wall. They actually saw the kitchen table lift off the ground and fly to the doorway where it smashed to pieces against the doorframe. They had had enough. They all ran out of the house. They got to where Officer Tyler and Officer Myers were. Officer Myers had awakened. All six of them turned back to look at the house when they heard it shake again. Every light was now out female sexual abuse. Then every single window in the house exploded, glass fragments flying everywhere. Then all was calm. Not a single one of them knew what to say. Finally Trooper Patrick grabbed his radio from his belt and began calling for some ambulances and reinforcement. Steve held onto his wife.

I drew in a deep breath as I lit the first Marlboro I’d smoked in years. I needed something to calm my nerves, to make sure I continued to think clearly. I inhaled deeply, allowing the smoke to fill my lungs. I immediately knew I missed the taste. Slowly, I exhaled as a thin wisp of smoke was sucked out of the small opening in the driver’s side window.

There weren’t many cars are the road at 11:30 P.M., even though it was a Saturday night. As I eyed the road ahead, I wondered how I’d let myself to get to this point, how I could jeopardize my life, my career, my marriage, and my freedom as I had just done.

THE BACKGROUND…

I believe it began last month sometime. I was sitting at home one night. My wife was lying on one end of our sectional sofa and I was seated in the recliner of our sectional sofa, seated perpendicularly to my wife. We’d been sleeping on the couch for the last couple weeks as she recovered from a recent surgery and I could see she was quickly falling asleep..

I grabbed my laptop and opened the cover. Once it powered up, I started randomly surfing the internet, mostly looking for porn pictures to add to my collection of over 7000 images. As I browsed a familiar porn site, a pop-up appeared for a teen-aged incest website. The site featured a stunning young girl, probably 13 or 14 advertising how much she enjoyed fucking her daddy and her brothers.

I stared at the image for a second and found myself intensely aroused. I closed my eyes and wondered how wonderful it would feel to be able to fuck a gorgeous teen-aged girl. To be able to feel a fresh, tight, young pussy wrapped around my cock would be tremendous.

I quickly dismissed the thought and continued to browse more free porn sites. As I did, I found myself continually navigating to the “Young” or “Teen” links. These images were beautiful. Freshly shaved virgin pussy, young breasts, seductive poses and clothing; my cock was hard as a rock. I loved the photos of the 14 or 15 year girls who were fully developed and obviously sexually active. I became obsessed with the thought of fucking illegally young girls.

At some point, a thought entered my mind. I quickly logged onto a popular website featuring profiles, interests, and pictures of random people around the world. Once I logged in, I clicked on the link at the top of the page titled “Groups” and typed “Teen Incest” in the search bar. I hit “search” and waited.

Within seconds, a page featuring dozens of groups appeared. I searched for the group with the largest membership and quickly entered the group and began browsing the profiles of girls 17 and younger. At least half of the profiles were tagged as “Private,” probably at the direction of protective parents trying to keep there young girls away from guys like me.

However, the other half provided me hours upon hours of enjoyment over the next few days.

Occasionally, I would stumble on a profile of a young girl that caught my attention. Some advertised their preference for older men, some talked about how they liked to have their daddy and his friends fuck them, while others professed their like of pussy and cock.

One particular profile caught my attention. Her name was Erin. She was a 16 year old girl from my same state. I read her entire profile and looked at each of her pictures. She was 5’4” tall and could not have weighed more than 105lbs. Her dark brown hair hung to the middle of her back and her seductive brown eyes looked almost black in some of her pictures. Erica was blessed with a perfect chest. I would have guessed she was a very firm 36D and could tell from her pictures she was proud of her assets. Every picture showed her wearing a low-cut shirt or tank top that accentuated her perfect breasts and inviting cleavage.

I decided to take a chance and send her an innocent e-mail. To my surprise, she replied and we wound up chatting on a popular instant messenger service.

As we spoke, I was shocked to learn Erin was only 14 years old. She looked 4 or 5 years older and, from our chats, she acted much more mature than any 14 year old girl I’d ever met. I was careful not to implicate myself in any way as I carefully asked her what her interests were.

At some point, Erin implied she liked to read and write erotic fantasy stories and directed me to a website where she posted her favorites.

Late one night, I logged in and found her stories. By the time I had finished reading the first one, my cock was ready to explode. Her story detailed a sexual encounter between a brother and a sister. I immediately locked myself in the bathroom and stroked my cock until I exploded in one of the most powerful orgasms I have ever had.

Erin and I continued to chat and I became comfortable with her. Erin was very much attracted to older men and we found that we both got extremely turned on fantasizing about each other. I’m certain Erin knew how bad I wanted to fuck her although I never actually came out and said it.

After a week or so, I decided to write an erotic story for her. After posting it, Erin E-mailed me and told me she came twice while reading my hot fantasy story. She said she was really turned on and even requested I write her another.

The thought of actually ever meeting Erin never entered my mind. Up to this point, I was content chatting, reading her hot stories and jacking off while thinking about how delicious Erin would taste.

That changed last week!

PLANNING A MEETING

Last Tuesday, Erin and I chatted and I allowed the conversation to get pretty heated; something I had avoided in the past gangbang rape fantasy. I was still concerned about breaking the law and I knew leaving an electronic chat trail was not the wisest thing in the world to do. However, like with most guys, I was thinking with my cock.

At some point in our conversation, Erin asked if I would ever consider meeting her. I jokingly replied I would love to meet her when she turned 18. My heart skipped a beat when she asked. I had just watched NBC Datelines To Catch a Predator, a documentary exposing male sexual predators. I knew the fastest way to go to prison was to arrange a meeting with a minor with the intent to have sex.

As much as I wanted to tell Erin I would love to meet her and fuck her, I wouldn’t cross that line on the internet. All I needed was for her to be some decoy working for Perverted-Justice.com or a police decoy.

I explained my concern. Erin was a clever young girl and quickly worked out a solution. As we chatted, she invited me to view her webcam. I accepted and as I waited for it to load, she typed a new message, “Call me to talk only…310-211-4484, muah.”

I closed the dialog box and her image appeared on my screen. Erin had her shorts pulled down and had a long pink dildo shoved in her pussy. She fucked herself in front of her webcam as she allowed me to watch. After a moment, she stopped long enough to type, “If I was a cop or decoy, I couldn’t do this for you!”

She had a point. A cop or decoy could not initiate sexual activity and anything this hardcore could easily be argued as entrapment.

I removed my cock from my pants and quickly stroked myself to orgasm as I watched beautiful Erin assault her innocent young cunt with the pink jelly dildo.

After we both regained our composure, Erin and I discussed me driving to meet her next Saturday. She quickly E-mailed directions to her hometown. I searched the internet for a local motel and provided this information to Erin. We agreed to meet outside the front of the motel next Saturday at 7 P.M.

MEETING

Saturday arrived. I had planned my alibi all week, convincing my wife I had a training seminar I had to coordinate. My wife knew my job as a training and management consultant often took me out of town over weekends and for extended trips so she was not the least bit suspicious.

I knew the drive, including traffic time, would take 4 hours. Wanting to arrive early, I left home at noon. Traffic was light and I arrived early, pulling into the Econo-Lodge at around 3:30. I checked in under a false name and convinced the attendant on-duty to let me pay in cash. Normally, credit cards are needed for security deposit and identification purposes. However, this young employee was easily persuaded to break the rules for $200 in cash.

I carried my bags to the room, unpacked and stepped outside. I scanned the parking lot and the lots of adjacent buildings, looking for any signs of undercover police activity. Everything looked normal. I knew if I was going to be the victim of an undercover sting operation, the undercover agents would arrive early to conduct their own surveillance and set-up. I planned to beat them to the punch and would leave at the first sign of unusual activity.

Despite now operating my own private company, I knew police work. From 1989 through 2003, I was a police officer and detective for a large metropolitan department in Texas, leaving the work I loved to pursue my dream of being my own boss.

Nothing happened. My hopes began to rise as I realized Erin was not a decoy. She was actually a stunningly beautiful 14 year girl who wanted me to fuck her. Within hours, I would be engaged in a taboo sexual encounter with a sexy teen-ager, my cock buried deep inside her young, innocent pussy. I felt my groin stir with anticipation.

At 6:45 P.M., I walked downstairs and stood outside awaiting her arrival. To my delight, she arrived early. Erin climbed from the car and shut the door as her ride drove away.

“I had my sis drop me off” she exclaimed as she approached me.

“What did you tell her?” I asked.

“Oh, I told her some of my friends were having a party here tonight. Don’t worry, Amanda’s cool!” she answered.

I gave Erin a quick kiss on the cheek as she stood in front of me. I could not believe how incredible she looked. She was dressed in a sexy red satin corset covered by a black leather jacket and the tightest pair of low-cut jeans I had ever seen. Her ass looked perfect and her hips were invitingly curvy. Erin’s belly was pierced and the bright diamond-like stone twinkled. Her outfit was complimented by a pair of 2 ½” “come-fuck-me-pumps.” Her hair was brushed perfectly and her make-up made her beautiful face look older than her innocent 14 years.

“You look beautiful Erin!” I said as I gently took her arm in my hand and guided her down the sidewalk along the hotel. We entered the hotel from a side door to limit the number of people who saw me with her.

Taking the stairs, we opened the door on the second floor and I escorted Erin to my room. As the door closed behind us, Erin removed her leather jacket and sat on the edge of the bed. Her breasts were perfect and looked as if they were going to pop out of the tight corset.

“Wanna drink hunni?” I asked.

“Sure online rape fantasy story. Whatcha got?” she asked.

“I brought your favorite….Bacardi and pineapple juice” I said as I began to pour her a drink.

We didn’t speak as Erin sipped her drink. I could tell she was nervous. Her hands were trembling as she lifted the cup to her lips.

“You okay Erin?” I asked.

“Ummm hmmm” she replied.

“You seem really nervous” I observed.

“I am….uh, um…I’m not sure…” she said, stopping herself in mid-sentence.

“Not sure of what?” I asked.

“I don’t want you to be mad” she replied.

“What’s wrong Erin?” I asked.

“I,…I, um, don’t know if I can go through with this” she said quietly.

“Why not?” I asked, beginning to get angry. I had gone to great lengths to create my alibi, make the 4 hour drive, pay for the room, ensure there was no way to trace the room to my name, and ensure I was not being set up.

“Cuz’ my boyfriend!” she said.

“What about him?” I asked.

“I can’t cheat on him. It was different, me and you chatting on line. It wasn’t really cheating but,” she paused, “this is different. It’s cheating if I have sex with you.”

I was enraged. I am sure Erin did not realize how deeply intense my animalistic desire to fuck her had grown. My body was flooded with hormones and my cock had been raging hard from the moment she stepped out of her sister’s car.

Erin was getting fucked. She just didn’t realize it yet. But, she soon would…!

“Fuck that!” I said as I smacked the now empty plastic cup from her hands. Erin flinched, startled by my outburst.

“Please don’t be mad…we can do other things with ourselves, just not sex” she said, somehow trying to bargain with me.

Did I hear her correctly. Was she insinuating we could masturbate with each other? That I watch her finger-fuck herself and not be able to touch her? “No fucking way!” I thought to myself.

I stepped towards the window and found the cord to the large curtains covering the glass wall that led to the balcony. Grasping the cord, I yanked sharply and felt the cord snap in two at the base of the curtain rod.

I stepped quickly towards Erin before she could react. I placed my arm of her chest and shoved her on her back as I climbed onto her, placing my entire body weight on her chest. Erin screamed for a second before I placed the palm of my hand over her open mouth and pressed down.

“Shut the fuck up Erin and you won’t get hurt!” I whispered angrily. Her body quivered with fear as I rolled her petite frame onto her stomach.

“No, please….don’t do this, please” she pleaded.

“You’re getting fucked Erin! Don’t fight it! One way or another, you’re getting fucked!” I heard myself say.

Although I was aware of what was going on, I did not feel like I was in control of my own body. Something evil and demented had taken over and was guiding my actions and my words.

I gripped her tiny wrist and twisted her arm behind her back. Taking the curtain cord, I tightly bound her right wrist. She winced in pain as the thin synthetic cord burned her delicate skin.

“Owwwiiieeeee” Erin shrieked. As she did, I grabbed her free arm and repeated the process. Once her hands were tightly secured behind her back, I removed a pillow-case from a pillow and tore a long strip of cloth approximately 24 inches long and 6 inches wide. I then used this strip to gag Erin’s mouth. I knew she would try to scream and I needed to be certain no other patrons were alerted to my evil deeds. After I was certain she was properly bound and gagged, I calmly removed my digital cam-corder from it’s case, set up the tripod mount and attached the expensive device to its’ base. I spent a moment or two ensuring the camera was set to the correct setting and that it was capturing the images on the bed. Once satisfied, I hit the red “Record” button. Erin was ready to be fucked and I was going to film the assault.

I walked back to the bed and rolled Erin onto her back. Her face had a look of absolute fear as tears streamed down her soft cheeks. Erin was crying although the sounds were muffled by the tight gag tied around her head. My cock throbbed and I felt the lustful desire building in my throat.

I reached down and slowly unbuttoned Erin’s jeans. Her stomach heaved as she struggled to remain calm. Her skin was soft and smooth and goose bumps covered her tummy and lower abdomen. As the last button came undone, I was able to see the sexy red lace thong. The contrast between her perfectly bronzed skin and the red material was spectacular. My hands shook as I caressed the area directly below her belly piercing and the top of her slutty thong. Erin threw her head side to side. I heard her trying to speak, “No, no no, no” through the pillow case gangbang rape stories. Her resistance only enhanced my excitement. I was intoxicated with the absolute power and control I had over this sexy teenaged girl; a girl who would soon be filled and covered in my cum.

Her jeans seemed like they were glued to her hips as I tried to pull them down. I was unable to do so with my hands so I had to reposition myself by her feet and pull down hard to allow the material to clear her curvaceous hips. Once the jeans made it beyond her hips, they moved effortlessly down to her ankles.

Tears continued to roll down her face as I prepared to initiate my violation of her innocence. Erin’s thong hugged her perfect body and I lowered my face next to her pussy. I drew in a deep breath. The combination of scents was mesmerizing; her perfume, her body wash, body spray and the sweet smell of her tiny pussy made me dizzy with eagerness. I pushed my hand between her thighs. Erin threw her hips to the side in an effort to hinder my probing of her young cunt. Her feisty resistance aroused me even more as I put my hands on her hips and pinned her back down to the bed.

“Don’t fight it Erin” I commanded. “I don’t want to hurt you but I promise you, I will if I have to!”

Erin submitted. I felt her legs go limp. I again slid my finger between her thighs and gently slid the thin, sheer cloth that covered her pussy. Her pubic hair was thick but closely trimmed and her pussy lips looked as if they were pouting. Her young clit was visible between the folds of her lips. I was light-headed and felt for a moment as if I was going to lose consciousness. I breathed deeply and forced myself to relax. Slowly, I felt my finger part her moist pussy lips. She was very warm and her inner lips were pink and smooth. I ran my finger between her lips and pressed it against her young clit.

“Nuhhh uhhhh, please,” she begged.

I looked at Erin and smiled. “Relax hunni…I wanna make you feel good!”

As I spoke, I shoved my middle finger deeply into her tight little cunt. Erin tried to scream again but the muffled sounds did not travel far.

I began to finger-fuck her tight little hole, once removing my finger and placing it in my mouth. She tasted so sweet, the familiar musky smell of pussy. I placed my free hand flat on her lower stomach just about her pubic line and gently pressed down as I continued to assault her cunt with my finger.

No matter how much Erin did not want to be violated, her pussy still got wet from my finger being inside her. When she felt wet enough, I put another finger inside and began to stretch her tiny walls open. My fingers were soaked and I yearned to taste this little unwilling vixen. Erin’s jeans were still around her ankles making it difficult for me to spread her youthful legs apart. Instead of removing her jeans, I simply lifted her legs off the bed and held them up in the air. In this position, her beautiful ass and pussy were fully exposed. I positioned myself on my stomach and placed my face next to her sweet cunt. The smell was exhilarating. Slowly, I placed my tongue on the rim of her virgin asshole and pressed into her tight ring. Erin squirmed from this new sensation but I held her legs tightly to prevent her from moving. I could feel myself becoming more and more aroused. I curled the end of my tongue and tried to force it into her ass. I continued to probe her ass for another minute or two before I allowed my tongue to work up to her soft folds. She tasted wonderful and I was surprised how soft she felt. My tongue glided easily between her lips as I found her clit. Using my fingers, I spread her lips wide apart and ran my tongue up and down her velvety soft pinkness. As my tongue entered her tight hole, I watched her struggle, torn between pleasure and fear, ecstasy and terror, delight and disgust.

I am certain Erin tried to fight off the pleasure but her hips told a different story. The deeper my tongue invaded her, the more I noticed her hips moving in unison with my tongue. I loved how Erin tasted and could have eaten her for hours. She had the sweetest pussy I had ever seen and thought how lucky some man was going to be in a few years when he got to fuck her every night for the rest of his life. Erin was the most stunning girl I had ever seen and my lustful desires were translated into the deep probing action of my tongue.

I was still fully dressed and my cock was beginning to hurt in the confines of my jeans. I stood from the bed and undressed. Fully naked, I looked at Erin and began to stroke my 7 ½ inch cock. The tip was dripping with pre-cum and I used this as lubricant to stroke my thick shaft. I do not recall any time in my life my cock stood more erect than it did at this moment; the huge purple vein along the top looked as if it was going to explode. I walked to my gym bag and withdrew a large black dildo I had brought along for the “fun.” Erin’s eyes widened as she realized I was about to fuck her with this 12-inch monster. She began to shake her head back and forth and I heard her muffled cries, “No…pleeease, no!”

Grabbing a bottle of lubricant, I squeezed a long stream of warm oil onto the end of the dildo and used my hand to spread it evenly over the enormous toy. I then crawled on the bed and pushed Erin on her side. As she came to rest, I guided her knees up towards her chest and placed the black dildo inside her tiny pussy lips. Gently twisting, I rotated the toy like a corkscrew into her tight cunt, inch after inch after inch, deeper and deeper into her. Her eyes were wide as I shoved almost 10-inches into her and slowly began to fuck her with the toy.

My cock continued to throb as I grabbed the KY Lubricant and squirted a large amount on my cock and the rim of her ass. After I made sure my entire shaft was fully lubed, Erin winched as she felt the tip of my dick press into her tiny asshole.

“Breath and relax Erin, just breath and relax” I said reassuringly. “The more you relax, the easier this’ll be!”

At first, it was difficult getting my cock past her tight ring. However, once I was inside by an inch or so, I found it easier to guide the remainder of my cock into her my boss rape me. Her ass was constrictingly tight around my shaft. Erin was still on her side, the large dildo deep inside her pussy as my cock sat motionless in her ass. In a coordinated effort, I slowly stroked the dildo in and out of her as I began to fuck her tight asshole. I could feel the dildo through the thin membrane of skin and the feeling was incredible. Erin was moaning but I was unable to distinguish if they were moans of pleasure or pain.

“If I untie you and take that off your mouth, will you behave?” I asked. Erin immediately nodded to the affirmative. With my cock still inside her, I quickly untied her hands. As soon as her hands were free, she reached up and untied the gag.

“Hold on a minute” Erin said. “Let me roll onto my tummy.” Without waiting for my approval, Erin slid her legs down between mine and straightened her body. Now lying flat on her stomach, Erin spoke again, “Lemme put my legs together and you put yours outside mine”

I liked how this naughty girl was thinking. Following her lead, I placed each knee outside of her hips and sat upright. My cock was still buried in her ass as she once again spoke, “Now, fuck me hard!”

I wasted no time as I began to pump my prick hard into her. Erin moaned louder and louder with each stroke, “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, uhn, uhn, uhn ,UHN, UHN….”

Erin arched her hips, raising her ass slightly into the air to improve my access to her innocent depths. Her ass cheeks were red from the contact with my body smacking against hers. I felt myself nearing orgasm but was not yet ready to cum. Slowly, I withdrew my cock. “Come here!” she said. Erin sat up and turned sideways and immediately placed my cock in her mouth. As she sucked on me, she took her hand and began to gently squeeze and release my balls over and over. At some point, the dildo must have fallen out of her because it was not there when I reached for her pussy. As she sucked my cock, she repositioned herself to allow me to slide 2 fingers back inside her. Erin moaned as I once again ravished her cunt with my fingers, her sounds muffled by my cock buried inside her mouth.

I couldn’t resist any longer. It was time to feel my cock inside her. I motioned for her to stop and
stood up. I then walked to the edge of the bed and grabbed her by the ankles. Pulling her petite body towards me, Erin was now lying flat on her back, her lower back on the edge of the bed. I lifted her legs and placed each one on my shoulder. As I did, Erin grabbed my throbbing cock and pulled it into her waiting pussy. My cock slowly parted her lips and crept inside her tight hole. Once my head was inside her, I slammed my cock home. The feeling was more incredible than I ever fantasized. I felt so dirty and so wrong fucking this young teenager. I didn’t care! Fucking her was worth the risk. Erin began to grind her hips up and down, signaling me to get busy. I looked down at her and saw how beautiful she really was. Her young perky breasts bounced as I began to slam into her. Her stomach muscles tightened, revealing her incredibly sexy 6-pack.

As I fucked her young cunt, I was intrigued by the sight of her pussy lips being stretched around my cock each time I withdrew its’ length from within her. Erin reached down and began rubbing her swollen clit as I slammed into her. I could hear my skin smack against hers with each powerful stroke and beads of sweat dripped from my chest onto her stomach. Erin was incredible and was turning out to be the best fuck of my life; incredible since she was so young and so inexperienced.

My balls began to ache from slamming against her ass with each stroke.

“Fuck me, yes, yes, yes, Y-E-E-E-S-S-S, F-U-U-U-C-K M-M-E-E!” screamed Erin.

My legs began to cramp from the assault I had launched on her tiny twat. I felt my orgasm growing.

“Fuck Erin, I’m gonna cum!” I blurted out.

“Do it, DO IT” she begged, “Cum in my pussy!”

Hearing her beg for my cum was enough to send me over the top. My body tensed as I shot an enormous load of warm sperm deep inside her. “I’m cumming Erin, I’m cumming!”

Feeling my cock pulsing inside was also more sensation than her young body could withstand. Erin exploded in an intense orgasm with mine. Erin was loud and I knew the people in the adjacent rooms could hear her screaming, “OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!” as I emptied more cum into her. My cock grew extremely sensitive and I tried to pull way from Erin but she wouldn’t allow it. She continued to buck wildly, ramming her ass into my thighs. The sensation was overwhelming and I reached a point I could no longer handle the sensitivity. I stepped back and allowed my cock to fall from her pussy.

I was exhausted and out of breath. I collapsed beside Erin, sweat pouring from my body.

“Jesus Christ that was good!” I exclaimed.

“Fuck yeah it was…you’re incredible.” Erin replied.

“I didn’t hurt you did I hunni?” I asked. “You said you wanted it to seem realistic”

“No…it was perfect. You did great!” she answered.

“I was worried I may have scared you” I continued rape bride.

“No way…I told you I wanted raped….stop worrying!” she proclaimed.

As I drew a breath, Erin spoke again, “Amanda’s waiting downstairs. Can I call her up?”

I was confused. “What for?” I asked curiously.

Erin giggled, “So we can show you how sisters fuck!”