I purposely didn't say she was raped. Three young men, not friends but she knew them, caught her alone in a hall. She never said no but resisted slightly. In the end all got what they wanted. When she told me this story she made sure to point out it wasn't actually rape.
Me!! Though maybe “forced” is better than rape. Being followed, pushed into a location, skirt lifted…she has one hand on my mouth, the other in my pussy. Or being tied and made to do things….
I totally agree. Force can be fun (ropes, blindfolds...). Rape is not, never.
I am interested in reading it. I would provide an email if that works for you.
Will pm it to you later. Anyone else while I’m at it?
Well put..
I agree, I have found all of these to be true.
I have this fantasy. Would love to hear your story. Maybe you can PM me.
So what happened? You want to tell us about your experiences?
It’s a very common fantasy and when you look at the actual data a girl who’s been raped once is 50 % more likely to be raped a second time in similar surroundings. Not sure if it’s the girl’s brain driving her to put herself in a similar set of circumstances as the first time or simply the brain’s need to repeat an experience with the simultaneous sudden mixture Of fear, sexual arousal, physicality of penetration, and humiliation. These three or four feelings seem to trigger neurotransmitters and neural pathways that many rape victims report Feeling conflicted about and live lives for decades after with husbands, children, lovers, who never make them orgasm with as much extreme pleasure as she does herself, masturbating alone in a locked room, reliving various fantasy scenarios mentally and cumming very strong. RICO.
I’d love to read this story. Have you posted it anywhere?
Pm and I will send. Any others interested let me know.
o fucking HOTI have *always* had these fantasies. From when I was just starting to think about sex. But it wasn’t until I was 30 that I tried to fulfil some of them. A couple of years ago a FWB and I who are both into kink put a plan together to act one out. It was intense and incredible. I’ll post it under this.
I asked daddy to rape me today. I’ve always fantasised about it and never been able to fulfil that fantasy. But he is so good, so forceful yet so kind I knew he would do it, could do it. And do it well. It’s busy this time of year with Christmas and family and things and he messaged me saying he only had 40m and did I want to suck his cock. I said of course, because there is nothing I like better. Then I remembered my fantasy. I was staying in a hotel room and I thought, why not. So I asked him if he would rape me. I would leave the door unlocked, lay on the bed and pretend to sleep. And when he woke me up, I was going to fight! He agreed immediately, and said he would be there shortly. To leave a dildo on the bed, put some underwear on with a little cut in the elastic so he could rip them off and to not look at him during the rape.
I was so excited and happily got organised quickly, making sure to lay down to show the most of my underwear covered pussy, legs spread and waiting. Finally after what felt like hours I heard the door open slowly, and close quietly. The latch being slid home. I heard him come over to the bed and the next thing I knew his hard body was on top of me, holding my hair and shoving my face into my pillow. I struggled against him, trying to get up. Saying ‘no, no, no’ as he slapped my face. He held my head down with one hand and tore my underwear clean off. Spanking my ass hard, I struggled to get away but he held me so tight and it hurt so much. I was crying into my pillow as he whispered in my ear that I was such a dirty little cunt. That he had cleaned my room and seen the sex toys and the used condoms. He knew I was a slut ready to fuck.
He slapped my face some more, my ears were almost ringing and said if I moved he would hurt me. I felt him get off me and could hear him removing his clothes. I lay still in the bed in a huddled ball. But I knew this was my only chance. I waited my body tensed to jump up, but he was too quick. As I moved to get off the bed he grabbed my hair and yanked me to the side of the bed, peppering slaps to my face and ass as I struggled. He slid the bottom part of my body towards the end of the bed and made me kneel so my ass was hanging off. I was trying to get away but he was so strong and he kept hitting my ass and it hurt so bad.
That’s when I felt it, his hard cock against my wet pussy. I cried out and tried to move forward, but he held onto my hair and thrust into me. No, no, no, no, this wasn’t happening to me, I was a good girl. His fingers now held my hips leaving fingerprints as he fucked me. This was no slow, leisurely fuck either. This was animalistic, primal. Hard and fast and brutal. All the while he kept calling me a dirty little slut, a whore. I had to be with how wet my pussy was.
I knelt there still, crying into the bed as he fucked me. Hoping he would finish soon so that he would go. But that’s when he noticed my glass dildo on the bed. Where I had left it after using it before I went to sleep. I felt him pull out, hoping he was done not realising what he was doing. That’s when I felt it cold and hard enter my pussy. And if I thought he fucked hard and fast with his cock well I was in for it now. He used that dildo like a mad man, I couldn’t help the wail I let out as I felt my body clench around it as it hit that special spot inside. It felt so good but so bad, hard and painful yet making my body spasm. My legs were shaking as he kept fucking me with the dildo. I couldn’t take it anymore and tried to crawl forward away from him.
He hit my ass hard. Leaving more welts. As I tried to get away he grabbed my hair again. This time to pull my head to the side of the bed. I could see his hard cock right next to my face and tried to turn away. But he slapped my face again and leant in and whispered ‘suck my cock, you fucking whore, or I will hurt you. Do you understand?’. I nodded but that wasn’t enough for him, he hit my face again and said ‘tell me you are going to suck it because you are a dirty whore’. I nodded and whispered what he wanted to hear. ‘I’ll suck your cock cos I’m a dirty whore, please don’t hit me’. I opened my mouth and took him in.
He put his fingers in my hair close to my scalp, pulling my face onto his cock, surprisingly not too deep to start. I was still crying and trying to breathe around his cock as it poked the back of my throat. I used my tongue as much as I could, hoping he would cum quickly. No such luck unfortunately, it seemed as if he was in for the long haul. He began thrusting harder into my throat. One hand moving to my neck, supporting the top and bottom of my head as he skullfucked me. Squeezing my throat as he did so, I began to feel dizzy from the lack of air and pressure at my neck and tried to pull back but he wouldn’t let me. He was going deeper now, my nose at his stomach as his cock entered my throat. Gagging as he did so. ‘Good girl,’ he said as he did it, seemingly enjoying my choking breaths and gagging throat.
After a while he stopped and pulled my legs and ass of the bed, he had decided to fuck my pussy again. He pushed my upper body down on the bed, hand in the back of my head while he slapped my ass and thighs to position my legs as open as he wanted them. In no time at all his hard cock was back and fucking hard. That’s when I felt it. A finger on my asshole. I went crazy then trying to get away but he just held me down and fucked me harder. Still hitting my ass when I tried to move, reaching around to grab my throat and slap my face. I had no fight left, I was his to do what he liked. Laying there face down like the whore I was, pussy juice dripping down from between my legs as he jackhammered me from behind.
Just when I hoped it was over he pulled me up off the bed, turned me round and pushed me onto my knees. My head back against the bed so I couldn’t move and his Vick was back in my throats, hard and insistent. Fucking my mouth like he had fucked my pussy. He slapped my face again and told me to open wide. I obeyed immediately, knowing what he wanted. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and closed my eyes. I could hear him wanking his cock on my face. He smacked his cock against my cheek, hard and then on my tongue. I knew what was coming. I could feel the warmth as his cum splashed on my face, on my tongue, dribbling down to my bare tits. I didn’t dare open my eyes or move, not knowing what he would do. I heard him groan as he wiped his cock across my face, smearing his cum over me making sure he left every last drop. I felt him move closer and heard the words whispered in my ear. ‘Good girl, now don’t move until the door shuts.’ I knelt there unmoving as I heard him pull his clothes back on, the rustle if his clothes giving me and idea of where he was. I heard his footsteps as he walked towards the door and I heard it open and shut. I still didn’t move, terrified. I counted to 5 before I gathered the courage and ran to the door. Locking it and putting the chain on. It was over, I was safe.
Oh my goodness was that amazing, such a fucking rush and so much fun. My ass is sore and so nicely bruised. My pussy aches from being fucked so hard and I need to replace a pair of underwear
