Rape Stories.

She didn’t know she was Dessert!

Once again, Wu Mei was exhausted. Her legs felt like jelly. She’d been working at the pizza parlor from 10am to 11pm all week because, as usual, her mean boss Benny let everyone else go home early but made her work late. She was exhausted and anxious to go home to sleep.

She came to America 3 years ago, 42 yrs old, couldn’t find a good job and her husband was refused entry because he did something stupid back in Shanghai. Wu Mei couldn’t even afford airfare to visit him. Three years without a husband and Wu Mei had few friends. How could she find friends when she worked such long hours?

It was 5 minutes to 11pm, she could go home in just a few minutes. Waiting, she remembered two terrible incidents that had happened to her over the past year. One time she had delivered pizza to a couple of college boys who had invited her in, slipped her strong wine and then violated her body. She shamefully remembered co-operating rather vigorously. She was too ashamed to tell anyone and blamed it on exhaustion and the wine. She had never been able to tolerate even a little wine. Another time, at Easter, she had been delivering chocolate treats at a hotel in her extra part-time job and somehow woke up in the early hours of the morning naked in the hallway. She could not remember what had happened but again felt deeply shamed. She hoped nothing like this ever happened again. To make sure, she carefully stayed away from any kind of alcohol.

Poor Wu Mei, this was about to turn into a very bad day!

She overheard Benny talking on the phone.

“OK, OK, so I forgot. Yeah, I’ll send her right away. Enjoy your party and don’t get too drunk”

Benny turned and said, “Where’s Sally? She’s supposed to be the waitress at my son’s party.”

Wu Mei said, “You sent her home early.”

“Mrs. Zhou you be the waitress then. Get going.”

“Can’t. Last bus 15 minutes. Need go home.”

“Do my son’s party or get another job. I’m real nice to you and let you work 14 hours a day and this is the way you repay me? Get over there right now, don’t screw up and don’t be late for work tomorrow.”

Wu Mei was so tired, she cried all the way to the party.

Ringing the doorbell, Wu Mei waited bleary-eyed at the door dressed in her waitress uniform; black shoes, black socks, short black skirt, starched white blouse and black bow tie.

Benny’s son Tony answered the door. “You’re late! Go serve the food. We’re hungry. Hurry up or I’ll complain to Dad.” Tony was really pissed off when he saw Wu Mei. He had expected young Sally who could always be relied on to serve her “special dessert”. After all, that was the whole point of the party. This old Chinese woman obviously wouldn’t provide that service.

Wu Mei quickly found the trays with cheese, crackers, veggies and dip in the kitchen.

Returning to the living room with a tray she walked about as the guests grabbed snacks from the tray. There were only 6 guests: 4 men including Tony and 2 women one of whom was a young black girl. All of them looked a bit tipsy. Most rudely demanded she fetch another beer. She was shocked at their complete lack of manners.

As she turned to get the drinks, a hand slapped her bum. She swung around to tell off which ever man had the nerve to touch her body. There was no man, just the black girl, who had introduced herself as Chantal, smiling at her warmly, her red blouse unbuttoned half way down giving an giving an excellent view of her bare, brown breasts. Wu Mei wondered how the man got away so fast.

Coming out of the kitchen with 6 opened beer bottles on the tray; Wu Mei met Chantal waiting at the door.

Chantal took a beer and said, “Why don’t you have one yourself? You look thirsty.”

Wu Mei replied, “Can’t. Working. And wine make me not good.”

Chantal continued, “You still look thirsty and tired. I’ll get you some chocolate milk. By the way you have a nice name Woo May.” Chantal’s blouse seemed to have come further unbuttoned exposing her tantalizing belly button.

Wu Mei thought Chantal was a nice girl for talking to her so she smiled and said, “OK. I drink milk. My name, Wu Mei. Means ‘Fifth Daughter’. Wu is five. Mei is daughter.”

“Well Fifth Daughter, you go give the rest of them their beers.” Chantal went into the kitchen found the bottle of Bailey’s Irish Creme in the fridge, poured a large glass, giggled to herself and went back into the living room to find the Fifth Daughter.

Returning with the empty tray, Wu Mei met Chantal just leaving the kitchen. Thanking Chantal for the “chocolate milk”, she stopped to drink it down in one gulp before returning to her duties. Odd taste and why was Chantal grinning so hard? As she entered the kitchen, she heard Chantal calling to the other guests, “Dessert will be served shortly”. Wu Mei was puzzled; there was no dessert anywhere in the kitchen.

Coming out with another tray of food, Wu Mei heard someone say, “Kitty, kitty, here comes the pussy.” She looked around but there was no cat in sight. By now, the Irish Cr譥 combined with her exhaustion was starting to have an effect. The room started spinning slowly. As she reached the sofa, the spinning suddenly got faster and she felt herself falling.

Tony caught the tray before it hit the floor. The others simply laughed as Wu Mei fell over one arm of the sofa landing on her back on the cushions. Her legs draped over the sofa arm, her short skirt slid back to her waist completely exposing her thin white panties.

Chantal giggled, “Fortune cookie for dessert. Let’s open it up and see what kind of fortune is inside. I get first crack at the pussy.” Everyone laughed and gathered around the “dessert”.

Luigi was first to open the cookie. He reached for Wu Mei’s short black skirt and pulled it down her well-toned legs, picked up her feet, finished pulling the skirt off and tossed it in a corner. They heard Wu Mei let out a soft sigh as Luigi dropped her feet back over the sofa arm.

Susie was next. She unbuttoned the five buttons on Wu Mei’s crisp white blouse. Although she let out another soft sigh, Wu Mei seemed unaware that she was being undressed.

Stepping back, Susie and the others admired Wu Mei’s soft belly and her silky, front-fastening bra. Gary reached down, lifted Wu Mei forward, slipped the blouse off her arms and pitched it across the room.

Now the six of them briefly admired Wu Mei’s soft belly, her firm breasts covered by the silky, front-fastening bra, and the thin white panties not quite concealing her dark, straight-haired pussy. The black bow-tie, black socks and black shoes provided a very pleasing trim to their fortune cookie.

John unsnapped her bra flipped the two halves off her mature but still firm bosom as her light-gold boobs slowly rose and fell with her sleepy breathing. The nipples hardened when John playfully tweaked them.

Tony leered, took her thin panties in his fists, tore them and yanked them off her now fully exposed body.

Someone called out, “Leave the bow-tie and socks on, they look cute.” So they left her dressed in her black bow-tie, black socks and black shoes. Her arms lay stretched over her head, her boobs still rising and falling gently with her breathing, her legs slightly apart giving them a clear view of her vulnerable, tasty looking snatch. The hair on her pussy was straight and coarse.

Chantal licked her lips, breathed more heavily and said, “I wonder where we should look for the fortune?” She stared directly at the waiting pussy. Losing no time, she tossed her red blouse aside letting her ample breasts swing free, their hard brown nipples proudly on display. Sliding her black slacks off she revealed her lack of panties. The guys watched her curvaceous bare bum and curly black thatch as she kneeled down, draped Wu Mei’s legs over her shoulders, leaned forward and put her lips directly on Wu Mei’s naked pussy.

Chantal quickly went to work. Pulling Wu Mei’s pussy lips open, Chantal found her love button, clamped her lips on it and sucked hard drawing the love button into her hot mouth. She kept sucking as hard as she could, thrashing the love button with her tongue between sucks.

The four men and Susie, the blonde, stood around dropping their own clothes. Tony and Luigi held Wu Mei’s arms just in case. Their cocks stood out straight as they watched Chantal assaulting Wu Mei’s pussy.

Wu Mei, felt something odd. She struggled to recover her senses realizing that, somehow, she was naked and her unprotected pussy was under heavy assault. She tried to struggle but her arms were pinned and she was still weak and dizzy from the alcohol. Her eyes fluttered open. She stared. Four naked men were leering at her. The blonde was massaging a set of balls. The black women was no where in sight. Wu Mei raised her head slightly. Her eyes bulged in absolute shock. A woman, the black woman was eating her pussy. Never had a woman touched her before. She was appalled. She tried to dislodge Chantal by bucking and squeezing with her knees. No good; two of the men just held her knees apart so the black woman could continue her humiliating assault on poor Wu Mei’s undefended pussy.

Wu Mei cried out, “NO! NO! Not touch me!” She thrust her hips upward to knock Chantal off. No good; this merely ground her pussy harder into Chantal’s face.

Chantal’s hungry, hard sucking was unstoppable.

Wu Mei continued to cry out, “Stop! Not do that me! NO!” But the sucking was starting to make her body shake. Her hips started pushing up to Chantal’s face as if they had a will of their own. Wu Mei pleaded again, “Please? No! Stop? Uhh. Oooo. Mmm. Stop? Aiii! Ah ah ah ah.” Her pleas turned to panting and gasping.

Her eyes stared up as Tony straddled her, his swinging balls descending toward her open mouth. She gasped as Tony dropped his sack of balls into her mouth. Surprised, Wu Mei closed her lips around the balls, feeling how they filled her moist mouth. His rigid, short cock rested on the point of her nose, the tip sitting on her right eyebrow. As she watched wide-eyed, Tony started rubbing his cock back and forth on her face. The skin on the end of his thick, short cock slid back leaving the shiny swollen head of the cock to bump against her eye socket. She closed her right eye but continuing staring up at his hard, lean body with her left eye. His chest muscles rippled as he pumped his cock across her face. His balls squished around in Wu Mei’s soft mouth, her wide lips clamped around the base of his balls. As her body bucked involuntarily to Chantal’s merciless sucking, Wu Mei started sliding her thick tongue over Tony’s balls, slowly sucking on his sack.

Tony’s short cock swelled more and more, his thrusts became more rapid. Each time he thrust, his balls pulled up but Wu Mei’s lips firmly held them in her mouth as she sucked greedily on his sack. Soon she saw Tony’s mouth drop open and his eyes squeeze shut. She knew his hard cock was about to explode. She pressed his balls harder with her tongue even as Chantal continued her insatiable assault on Wu Mei’s hot, pulsating pussy. She fault his balls harden and suddenly a hot liquid squirted over her eyebrow, across her forehead and oozed into her coarse, black hair. Tony let out a sigh of relief, slumped, then tried to pull his balls out of Wu Mei’s mouth. That was not possible until he poked her in the cheek. Still his balls came out with difficulty having swollen to twice their normal size.

Tony stumbled over to an easy chair, sat on the floor, tucked two ice cubes under his balls, laid his head back and closed his eyes.

Wu Mei’s mouth, no longer full of Tony’s sack, she was able to continue gasping to Chantal’s assault, “OHHH! Ahahahahah! Oooo!” Her hips squirmed from side to side and still Chantal would not let go.

John pulled Chantal off saying, “Hey. Leave some for me you greedy black bitch!”

Chantal panted, “Let me back in or fuck me. I need a hard fuck like a doggy!” She crouched on all fours, her ample black boobs hanging down, swaying as she stuck out her rear end. Luigi promptly obliged by grabbing her tits from behind and squeezing them hard while ramming his engorged hard cock into her curly black pussy. He lost no time in pumping fast and hard, letting his balls slap against Chantal’s well-rounded ass. He held onto her belly and jammed his cock in as hard and fast as he could. Her big tits swung wildly with each thrust.

Wu Mei didn’t see this because Luigi had laid down on the sofa, picked her up, flipped her over and positioned her over his own long, thick raging cock. His bulging muscles enabled him to swing her body around as if it was a feather.

Wu Mei eyes bulged, seeing the size of his monster rod. She cried out in a panic, “NO! TOO BIG! Hurt me! NO!” She tried pushing at his arms to get away but was unable to escape the powerful bodybuilder.

Luigi didn’t care what she said. When he came to one of Tony’s parties he simply expected to get a juicy dessert and he intended to have a good fuck no matter what the worthless bitch thought. So what if he hurt her? Her problem, not his! Besides this one wasn’t young like the others so she should enjoy whatever she got! And be glad of it!

Luigi didn’t just lower her onto his ramrod, he actually took her and shoved her down hard on it.

His cock rammed so deep and hard into her defenseless pussy that poor Wu Mei screamed, “Oowww! EEEEE!”

Luigi didn’t bother thrusting. Instead he simply raised and lowered Wu Mei up and down on his cock ignoring her feeble struggles. He enjoyed watching her modest 36B tits bounce up and down. Reflecting on her light yellow tinted skin, he thought to himself, “Nice that Tony got an import for the party.”

The monster cock hurt. Wu Mei struggled with all her might but she simply didn’t have the strength to fight this uncaring oaf. She whimpered as his oversize member stretched all her most sensitive parts.

No one showed any sympathy. Susie and Gary started slapping her tits, hard. They laughed as her sensitive nipples became puffy from the slaps.

She cried, “Not hurt me! Please stop! Ooohhh! Uuhhh.”

Susie just laughed again and demanded, “Say ‘I love you’. Come on say it or we’ll slap you silly you useless old bitch.”

Wu Mei cried, “No I not love you. I not old. Only 42.”

Susie slapped viciously this time. Wu Mei’s breasts were turning red from the uncaring slaps. Her cunt hurt from Luigi’s rough handling. Her arms hurt where he held her raising her up and down. She said, “Ok. I love you. Now please stop.”

Susie slapped her tits again, “That’s not good enough. Say it like you mean it. And say it in Chinese.”

Wu Mei sobbed, “Ok. Wo ai ni. Now please stop.”

“What’s whoa I knee mean?” demanded Susie in a puzzled voice.

“Mean ‘I love you’. You said say in Chinese. I did. Let me go.”

“Not so quick. You keep saying whoa I knee until I say stop. I know you love Luigi’s cock cause it’s so big. He must fill you real good. Probably no room left inside. Now you show your appreciation by telling him you love him. NOW!”

Wu Mei sobbed again, “Wo ai ni. Wo ai ni. Wo ai ni. Please stop now. Wo ai ni.”

Luigi just kept on shoving her up and down on his cock as if she was nothing but a doll.

Susie grinned, slapped her tits some more, and said, “Now say it English and Chinese. Alternate back and forth and don’t stop. We know you’re enjoying your fucking. Probably the only fuck you got this year.”

Wu Mei desperately complied hoping the slapping would stop; hoping Luigi’s would take her off his enormous rod. “Wo ai ni. I love you. Wo ai ni. I love you. WoainiIloveyou. WoainiIloveyou.” Tears streamed down her face.

Suddenly, Luigi grunted, thrusting upward suddenly with great force and Wu Mei felt his cock bulge even more inside her small pussy as Luigi’s juices shot into her over-used pussy. Luigi tossed her aside and went in search of another beer.

As Wu Mei fell on the sofa face down, she heard a scream.

It was Chantal, “YESSSS! FUCKFUCKFUCK. Ohhh. You’re so good.” John had shot his load into her hot black pussy. Both collapsed onto the floor.

Susie dragged Wu Mei’s legs until they hung over the arm of the sofa, her knees on the floor, her ass sticking straight out. Gary sat in front of her on the sofa, his crotch jammed against her head. He grabbed her hair, hauled her head up and then shoved it down onto his crotch saying, “Suck me you bitch.”

Wu Mei opened her mouth to protest but this just resulted in his limp cock flopping into her mouth. She tried to pull her head back but Gary just shoved her head even harder into his crotch repeating, “Suck me, make me hard. Lick me or I’ll smack your head.”

Wu Mei lay there face down, her mouth closed on Gary’s flaccid member but there was no hardening. Her face was jammed so tightly into Gary’s crotch that she had trouble breathing.

Meanwhile, Susie and Chantal had each grabbed one of her ass cheeks and squeezed hard making Wu Mei flinch. They then started slapping her ass, Chantal smacking the left cheek while Susie spanked the right cheek. These were not light love taps. The slapping sounds rang loud and clear in the large living room. Wu Mei was unable to evade the vigorous spanking what with being face down and draped over the sofa. She was totally at their mercy, or rather, lack of mercy.

As Gary listened to the loud spanking sounds, his cock finally started to, very slowly, harden. Wu Mei felt his cock beginning to stiffen, bit by bit. But her ass hurt so much. The girls were slapping so hard! She knew her ass was getting very red.

The slapping went on for a long time with Chantal and Susie stopping occasionally to pull Wu Mei’s ass cheeks apart to poke her asshole before resuming their pitiless spanking. Wu Mei’s bum bounced and jiggled, turning red and hot.

Gary’s cock finally ripened in her mouth and he began a slow bump and grind on her mouth. Wu Mei was unable to move. She could only endure the pain of the spanking as she tried to breath with her face jammed on Gary’s cock and balls.

The doorbell rang!

Tony opened the door. “Hi Dad,” he said as Benny, Wu Mei’s boss, entered.

“Just checking. Is Mrs. Zhou giving you good service? Sorry Sally couldn’t come to serve dessert.”

“Yeah Dad. She needed a bit of convincing but she is serving dessert. Did you want some?” Tony waved a hand at the sofa.

Benny listened to the loud slapping sounds, leered and said, “Don’t mind if I do. Those buns look hot and my sausage is cooking.” He laughed at his own joke.

Going over to where Wu Mei lay defenceless, he looked at the bright red marks on her jiggling bum. He put his and on one ass cheek, noted the heat caused by the relentless slapping and said to Chantal and Susie, “OK. Step back. My turn.”

He smirked as he dropped his pants and underwear revealing his raging hard cock. It was short like Tony’s but thicker and darker. His balls hung more loosely than Tony’s. He pulled back Wu Mei’s ass cheeks, and pressed the head of his cock against the exposed, captive hole remarking, “The buns sure feel hot.”

Then he said, “Mrs. Zhou, I told you to serve food and here you are just having fun and games at my expense. Sorry but I can’t pay you if you’re not doing your job.” He snickered at this and started pushing hard against her asshole trying to force it open wide enough to get his thick cock in.

Just as her hole finally yielded and his cock finally popped into her hole, he added, “Mrs. Zhou, don’t be late for work in the morning.” He slammed his cock forward.

Wu Mei felt someone violating her ass. Her husband had never done this before and, at first it hurt a lot. She tried to squirm but couldn’t move. Gary’s thighs were pressed against her ears so she was unable to identify the voice that called, “Don’t be late for work.”

Benny kept banging hard at Wu Mei’s ass laughing, each time he thrust, “Don’t be late for work. Don’t be late for work.” Tony thought this was uproariously funny too as did all of his guests.

Wu Mei just felt even more humiliated as Benny’s cock forced its way in and out of her hurting, red, spankingly hot bum. The feeling of his cock jammed into her like that was shocking. She broke into a sweat as Benny continued ramming her.

Each time he rammed, her face was forced further into Gary’s crotch and Gary’s cock kept jamming into the back of her throat so she almost gagged each time.

Soon Benny erupted, shooting his load into her butt. At the same time Gary’s cock exploded also, filling Wu Mei’s mouth with his hot, salty juice just as she passed out from the violation of her ass.

Benny pulled out, pulled his pants back on and repeated, “Don’t be late for work.” He slapped her ass hard, turned to Tony and said, “Think I’ll go home and get some more dessert from you Mom. Chinese never lasts long.”

Around 9am, Wu Mei woke. She was lying naked, face down on the coffee table. She felt sticky and sore. Looking up she saw 9 people laying on the floor, on the sofa, on each other.

Chantal looked up from where she had been stroking Susie’s pussy (Susie seemed to be passed out.) Chantal smiled and said, “We had some more guests over. They really enjoyed dessert. You better have a shower, some of the guys jerked off all over you.”

Then she added with a bigger grin, “Remember. DON’T BE LATE FOR WORK.”

Amazing rape story by: LikeBadFun

Amazing new story from LikeBadFun

College boys get Treated by Tricking Asian lady.

Please leave comment saying what you think Wei Chu’s next Misadventure should be.

Away from home for the first time, Jack and Peter, both 18, were watching TV in the small old house they had rented on the outskirts of town. That’s all they could afford while going to university. They had just come home from a Halloween party, Jack dressed as a pirate and Peter as a warlock. Peter was pissed off because his girlfriend was wouldn’t even let him get to first base.

"She just pushed me away when I tried to feel her tits. What kind of girlfriend is that? How am I ever going to get fucked if she has that kind of stinking attitude?"

"At least you have a girlfriend, Peter. I can’t even get a date. All the girls I know are always too busy studying. At least that’s what they tell me."

"My cock is so lonely I’d fuck any cunt that came near me."

"I’d settle for Cat-Woman from the Batman movie."

"Yeah, that’d be funny. Purrr." Laughed Peter. "Let’s watch Batman."

"I wish I could have a real Cat-Woman. I’d do anything for a real Cat-Woman."

"Yeah, right. If you get Cat-Woman, don’t forget to share.  Anyway I’m hungry what’s in the fridge?"

"Nothing, forgot to shop. Here’s a flyer from Benny’s Pizza. Let’s order in, it says he’s open until 11:00 pm. That gives us 5 minutes"

Wu Mei was so tired. Her legs felt like jelly. She’d been working at the pizza parlor since 10am all week. She was exhausted and anxious to go home to sleep. Her life was very unhappy. She came to America 3 years ago, 42 yrs old, couldn’t find a good job and her husband was refused entry because he did something stupid back in Shanghai. Wu Mei couldn’t even afford airfare to visit him. Three years without a husband, Wu Mei had few friends. She was stuck in this menial job serving tables for a really mean boss. Her boss, Benny, let everyone else go home early but always made her work late.

Worse, for Halloween she had to wear this silly cat costume:  Black stockings (not even panty hose but actual nylon stockings and she had to buy them herself or get fired) A short black silky skirt, a sheer black blouse, a black plastic cap with cat ears and, on her face, she had to wear cat whiskers.

She had to smile and ask everyone "Do you want to play with my pussy?" Benny thought that was funny and all the customers laughed loudly every time she said it. What was so funny about asking about her cat?

Just a few more minutes and she could go home. Waiting, she remembered two terrible incidents that had happened to her over the past year. At Christmas time she had delivered pizza to a couple of college boys who had invited her in, slipped her strong wine and then violated her body. She shamefully remembered co-operating rather vigorously. She was too ashamed to tell anyone and blamed it on exhaustion and the booze. She had never been able to tolerate even a little booze. Later, at Easter, she had been delivering chocolate treats at a hotel in her extra part-time job and somehow woke up in the early hours of the morning naked in the hallway. She could not remember what had happened but again felt deeply shamed. She hoped nothing like these ever happened again.

"Hey Mrs. Zhou we have a delivery."

Wu Mei said, "Can’t. You send delivery mans all home."

"Mrs. Zhou you do the delivery then."

"I can’t. Last bus 15 minutes. Need go home."

"Do the delivery or get another job bitch. You think you can come to this country and just work when you feel like it? Take the delivery car home and bring the money in the morning."

Wu Mei almost cried. She was so tired and now this.

"And don’t forget to ask them about your pussy." Benny added with a mean laugh.

It was a bad lightening storm and the roads were very slippery. It was hard to find the street but Wu Mei finally reached the old house. No door bell. She knocked and waited in the freezing rain.

."Hey! Jack! Pizza’s here!"

"Then open the door dummy."

"Hi, is that our pizza?" Jack’s jaw dropped. There was some Chinese woman standing there in a Cat-Woman costume!

Wu Mei said "Here is pizza. Do you want to play with my pussy?"

"Huh? Pussy? Uhh. Uhh. Come in." Jack’s head swirled. Could his wish be coming true?

Wu Mei entered. There were two young men wearing costumes; a pirate and a warlock. She said, "Ten dollar for pizza."

"Ten dollars? OK. Can we really play with your pussy?" Peter asked astonished.

"Boss tell me say that." Wu Mei explained.

"Oh! We misunderstood." Peter sighed.

He gave her the cash and she fumbled for a place to put the money.

Peter thought fast. "Would you like a drink?"

"Sorry, need go home." She shook her head and walked back to the car.

"Jeez, thought we had a real Cat-Woman to fuck. Oh well. Let’s eat." Jack chuckled.

Wu Mei got in the car. It started but wouldn’t go forward. She burst out crying. Then decided to knock on the customer’s door and ask for help.

"Hey Peter someone’s at the door. Go see. I’m busy opening some beer."

Peter went to look; the delivery woman. She was crying, saying something about the car not working. He said "You wait here I’ll take a look." When he came back in he whispered to Jack "She just had it stuck in neutral, no problem. Let’s see if we can get play with Cat-Woman’s pussy after all."

"How’re we gonna do that? Besides she’s old and Chinese." Jack replied.

"Neither of us ever got a pussy before. A pussy is a pussy. I just have to get fucked. I’ll think of something."

"OK, you’re on."

"I’m sorry" Peter told Wu Mei, "I checked everything and the car needs repair. But I’ll try again later. Why don’t you come in and stay warm?"

"Need repair? Can call fixer man?"

"Sorry, they don’t work this late at night; can’t get a repair man now. Wait inside, we’ll try again later."

"No fix? What I do?"

"Just come on in and get dry."

"OK, I cold and wet." Her sheer black, sheer blouse clung wetly to her skin, accentuating her well-preserved figure and revealing the black bra underneath.

Peter and Jack chatted with Wu Mei to make her comfortable. She talked of the troubles she was having since coming to America but they didn’t understand her broken English. They offered her a soda (laced with a generous dose of vodka) which Wu Mei knocked it back before remarking on the odd taste. The boys explained it was a new brand of cola and went to the kitchen to get her another one.

In the kitchen Peter said, "How much booze did you put it in it?"

"Lot’s. Let’s load this one up too."

"Slime ball. That’s not fair."

"So I’m a slime ball. And who said I had to play fair? There’s a real live cunt at stake here!"

Wu Mei, sat on the sofa, exhausted and now the drink made her woozy. Her eyes slowly closed. Peter and Jack watched her slump onto her side. Her short black skirt rode up and they saw the tops of the black stockings and a hint of black panties.

"Hey, lady? Lady? OK, she’s out. "Let’s check her out." They took a few pictures of her legs, skirt riding up, breasts pushing against her sheer, wet blouse.

Jack started unbuttoning her blouse. Her eyes opened and closed again. She dreamed that her husband had come and was undressing her. Blouse unbuttoned, her black bra was fully revealed.

"Peter, how bit do you think her tits are?"

"I’d guess 36 maybe B-cup."

"My cock is hard."

"No kidding. Now pull her up so I can undo the tit-holders."

Peter pulled Wu Mei forward so Jack could slip her blouse off revealing her mature but still firm bosom slowly rising and falling in her soft black bra. Jack reached around back and unhooked her bra strap letting it fall from her light-gold boobs.

"Here’s the label, 36B indeed."

They stared at her full breasts as they rose and fell with her breathing. The nipples were hard, probably from the cold rain. Neither had ever before seen a real-live naked woman.

Wu Mei dreamed her husband was there and she wanted him so bad.

"OK, pull the skirt off."

Peter slid her black, silky mini-skirt down her well-toned legs, tossing it across the room.

"She looks delicious in black panties and stockings! And those Cat-Woman whiskers really turn me on!"

Peter took hold of the black cotton panties and slowly slipped them off while his heart pounded with excitement. His jaw almost dropped as he stared at the dark, straight hair covering Wu Mei’s pussy thatch.

"I can’t believe I’m seeing a real cunt. Not a picture even. Jeez my cock is so hard."

They left the black stockings and Cat-Woman cap on her because she looked so sexy that way. Standing back they looked at the near naked, middle-aged Chinese woman sleeping on their sofa. Her firm boobs pointed up at them. Her smooth, pale yellow tummy with the large belly button looked so inviting. Her legs, spread slightly apart, revealed her hot, inviting, sexy pussy.

Jack remarked, "Shit, she looks just like I always imagined my 11^th grade teacher would look like naked ‘cepting she wasn’t Chinese. I really had the hots for her."

"Remember, she asked if we wanted to play with her pussy. So, lets." Peter giggled.

They stripped and looked uncertain as to what to do. Just then Wu Mei reached out, eyes still closed and bumped into Peter’s long stiff cock. Her hand closed on it and pulled. In her mind she was rubbing her husband’s cock.

Peter went closer and started thrusting in her hand; his balls bumping her hand each time he pushed. Jack stared at her wet pussy wondering how they managed to get such a treat. His cock throbbed and his balls hardened. His fingers found her cunt and started exploring the wetness. In and out, up and down he rubbed. He found a pink button and started squeezing. Wu Mei breathed faster. Her dreams seemed so real.  Her hips rocked up and down. Her hand felt Peter’s balls swinging back and forth. She had never had such a realistic dream.

Jack’s fingers rubbed her clit with one hand and her tits with the other. Squeezing the erect brown nipples and seeing them getting bigger. His cock ached. His balls ached. He had to do something to relieve them. Wu Mei gasped and opened her mouth. Peter moved his cock to Wu Mei’s mouth and rubbed it on her lips. Such a real dream, her husband never put his cock there! She felt as if the dream would go away if she opened her eyes. It was as if she was not really dreaming.

Peter slowly slid his throbbing cock into her warm mouth and felt it close. Tongue on his cock! The tongue licked it all over.

Wu Mei’s dream was so real. How could she dream of a cock in her mouth when it had never happened before? How could her dream have a salty taste?

Jack, staring at her pussy, leaned down, draped her legs over his shoulders, stuck his tongue out and, tentatively, ran his tongue along her pussy lips.

Wu Mei felt a tongue touch her between the legs. She was so startled that she almost awoke from her dream. Her husband had never touched her cunt with his tongue. Never! How could she dream something impossible like  this?? The tongue slipped between her pussy lips. Inside!  It rubbed against her love button! A thrill raced through her body and she writhed with incredible pleasure. Never before had her husband done this. None of her friends had ever mentioned their husbands making love this way though one had told her once that white guys licked women between the legs. She hadn’t believed it.

Her amazing dream continued with the tongue delving into her hot cunt, the cock inside her mouth rubbing against her tongue, the other cock rubbing on her leg.

Cock in mouth? Cock on leg? Two cocks?? Real dream? Her eyes popped open wide. No dream! Two boys fucking her! Stranger’s tongue in cunt.  Can’t scream, cock in mouth choking, hot, salty. She tried to push back but that just made the cock in her mouth thrust harder. She twisted to dislodge the tongue but the stranger just held on harder and forced his tongue in farther. Peter noticed her struggles but kept his cock in her mouth, his balls banging on her chin. Jack felt her hips pushing and stuck his tongue in further enjoying all the pussy juices he could find. She struggled but no use. She gave up and went limp.

The tongue in her pussy kept licking, pushing, flicking her love button, tasting her. Her body shuddered at this new experience. It felt good! So good!

Wu Mei knew she was wet from the dream and felt pleasure from the two young men. First time in 3 years. She needed it. No worry about job. Just feel cock in mouth. Lick cock in mouth. Hips pushing. Mouth going back and forth. Taste that cock. Young cock. Good. She spasmed as Peter thrust his cock harder into her mouth, his balls slapping her chin. She raised her legs to clamp on to Jack so that he wouldn’t stop licking. When he stopped for a rest, Wu Mei grabbed his head and pushed back down to her pussy. She couldn’t believe how much pleasure his tongue gave her. She couldn’t let him stop! She raised her hips to force her wet pussy against his tongue. She just wanted to enjoy the pleasure and escape from her dead-end job and her troubles for just a few moments. Just enjoy! Just feel pleasure! As she rocked her hips and pulled Jack closer she jerked and gasped as her body finally could take no more. She shuddered over and over with incredible pleasure as the continued lapping at her hot pussy hole. At almost the same time, the cock she was greedily sucking abruptly shot a hot gooey salty stuff in her mouth. She swallowed eagerly. Never before had she imagined a cock in her mouth. She refused to let the boy exit her mouth until she was sure there was no more to cum.

As her body’s spasms slowed, Jack started rubbing his cock on her wet pussy. His hard cock rubbed her pussy back and forth, up and down. He was ready to burst as he slowly slid it in. Her pussy was tight on his thick cock. It was so wet and his balls were ready to explode. He shoved his cock all the way in, pushing farther. He squeezed his eyes shut. It was so good! At last his cock had a real woman!

Feeling the cock enter her pussy, Wu Mei arched to force it deep inside. Such a big cock! So thick! Would it fit? The hard cock thrust deep inside her now willing, uncontrollable body as she continued to thrust back with her hips, her legs wrapped tightly around Jack’s waist to hold him there, force him to stay inside her so she could feel his manhood probing her depths. Her hips pushed back and forth rapidly so she could feel his shaft rub inside her hot, wet, needy hole.

Feeling Jack’s spasms, Wu Mei knew he had shot his man juices into her eager cunt. Still her legs wrapped around him holding him in so she could keep feeling his hard cock deep inside. She refused to let go until his cock had completely softened.

As they pulled off her, Wu Mei closed her eyes dreamily and slept. In the morning, when she woke, she suddenly realized that once again she had been terribly shamed. Softly crying, she looked up. Two erect cocks stared her in the face. Her mouth dropped open.

Breakfast! Two sausages and some nuts!!

Man and woman sales team heartlessly take young Hindi waitress’ virginity. -  by LikeBadFun

Nirmala stood at the coffee shop counter reading her favorite computer magazine and waiting for her shift to end. She worked until noon every Saturday even today – her 19^th birthday! No one had even said Happy Birthday! Not her dad, not her mother. Her parents wouldn’t even let her have a party. Her friends all had parties! It was so unfair!

Straightening her over-size, crooked glasses again, Nirmala sighed looking at the pathetic cupcake with a single candle; a birthday present from the girl on the last shift. After work she had to go home and phone her parents to let them know she was safely home. Then she could log onto the dialup internet connection, not that she could get to any interesting sites; her strict parents had installed a powerful program that controlled the sites she could visit.

Her parents went away every weekend to visit a holy man and talk about their marriage. Nirmala wasn’t sure what the problem was; all she knew was there had been a big argument about her dad doing something with Auntie Amrita.

Across the street, Jack, 51, complained, "25 years with this company and they send me to the worst territory in the country! How can we sell to restaurants in this hick town?"

Jack, and the new trainee Norma, 29, had hit every restaurant in this Alabama town without making a single sale. Worse for Jack, he had a reputation to keep up. When out of town and away from his wife, he always scored, never failing to pick up a hot chick even if he had to use dirty tricks.

"Bet you can’t pick up any girls in this town Jack" said Norma with a grin. "Betcha 20 bucks." She was bored.

"I’ve never missed yet. I’ve got the rest of the weekend!" Jack was delighted to take Norma’s money.

"Not so fast." Norma added. "Let’s make this interesting. You have to pick up the next waitress you set eyes on. Young, old, pretty, ugly, married, single it doesn’t matter. Plus, I get to watch so you can’t screw me on the bet."

Across the street was the last restaurant in the town; a small, run-down coffee shop.

Jack’s face fell as he entered; there was the geekiest, nerdiest young girl he had ever seen; big nerdy glasses, shapeless sweater, absorbed in some tech magazine. Her hair carelessly fell over her face. She was Indian or maybe Pakistani. Not fair! He only did white chicks; mostly blonde, blue-eyed ones! Shit!

He stopped, turned to Norma and said, "This isn’t a good place, let’s try somewhere else."

Norma retorted, "Then you lose the bet. Gimme 20 bucks."

"Shit! Ok. A bet is a bet! Let’s go in." Jack grumbled.

"Hi young lady. Can we get a coffee here?" Jack started with one of his standard pitches.

Nirmala looked up – a man and a woman in business attire. "Cream and sugar, Sir?"

"The creamier and sweeter the better, Honey. Maybe we could get a cherry also?" Jack threw the last part in for a laugh. He heard Norma snicker.

"Cherry? We don’t have cherries, Sir." Nirmala replied getting out 2 cups.

"Well maybe we’ll get a cherry later," Jack grinned then noticed the cupcake with the candle. "What’s the cupcake for?"

Nirmala looked at the older man, "It’s my birthday cake."

"Oh, how old are you?" Norma asked.

"19"

"Why such a small birthday cake?" Norma wondered.

"I’m not allowed to celebrate." Nirmala pouted.

"That’s a real shame," said Jack. "By the way, what’s your name?"

"Nirmala, Sir."

"Nirmala? What kind of name is that?"

"It’s Indian, Sir. It means Pure. Do you like it?" Nirmala, glad for some attention, responded cheerfully.

"Pure?" Jack grinned. "Nirmala is a de-light-ful name. Pure. I like that."

Nirmala was so taken with these nice, friendly visitors that she soon divulged her whole story. Nirmala’s naïveté amazed them.

Kind-heartedly, Jack offered to give her a birthday party at her home. Nirmala shyly said no until Norma explained how innocent it was; just some cake, maybe some computer games. Nirmala perked up on mention of computer games and said yes.

At noon, they came back with a birthday cake, a new computer game, some snacks and a large bottle of coconut rum. Picking up Nirmala they drove her home where she called her parents. Then she went upstairs to change while Jack and Norma arranged the cake and snacks.

Nirmala changed into a pretty yellow sari with red trim and a blue scarf. Under the sari she wore a tight saffron blouse. Looking awkward in the sari, she still wore her over-size glasses.

As Nirmala came down the stairs, Jack said, "That’s a pretty outfit, Nirmala. What is it?"

"Thank you Sir. It’s a sari; a long piece of cloth that I wind around myself. It wraps around my waist and then over my shoulder and I tuck it in at the waist. My blouse is called a choli and it is traditional too. Do you like it Sir?" Nirmala was delighted with his interest. Her sari covered her right to her ankles but exposed her entire tummy, belly button and all. Her skin was a pleasant smooth coffee color.

Nirmala squealed when Jack handed her a pretty package tied with a bow. Inside she found a newly released game and rushed upstairs to her computer to install and play the game. First, though, Jack handed her a cold glass of soda.

Sipping it, Nirmala remarked, "Sir? What kind of soda is this? I don’t know the flavor."

Norma quickly piped in, "It’s a new flavor. Coconut and cola. Do you like it? We have lots." She had laced it with a double shot of coconut rum.

Soon, Nirmala came back down with the empty glass and asked for more. Jack eagerly obliged her with another cola heavily laced with coconut rum.

After Nirmala went back upstairs, Norma remarked, "You know it isn’t fair getting her drunk."

"Persuasion is fair. I find booze is very persuasive." Jack retorted.

Norma agreed, "If she’s stupid enough to let perfect strangers in her house for a party, then I don’t care what kind of ‘persuasion’ you use. I just want to see what naked Indian girls look like. Let’s wait a half hour then call her back down for her cake so we can see if she needs more persuasion."

"Nirmala, it’s time for your cake," Norma called at the appointed time.

Nirmala came down looking a little confused. She stumbled as she walked to the sofa and sat or, rather, flopped onto it.

"I’m sorry, I feel dizzy." Nirmala apologized as she looked excitedly at the cake with 19 candles.

Jack gave her another "coconut cola" saying, "This will help your dizziness."

Nirmala eagerly blew out the candles as Jack and Norma sang Happy Birthday. Jack cut a piece of cake for Nirmala and ‘by accident’ dropped it down the front of her sari.

"Jack you’re a slob," Norma smilingly snapped. "That’s a real mess. I’ll take Nirmala to her room to get cleaned up."

By now, Nirmala was so wobbly that Norma had trouble getting her up the stairs. Jack followed knowing the fun was about to start. ‘Pure’ Nirmala would not be pure for long!

Nirmala collapsed onto her pink bed not noticing that Jack had also entered the room.

"Nirmala, I’ll just unwrap your sari so you can change." Norma soothingly said. She untucked the end of the cloth from Nirmala’s waist exposing the tight saffron choli. She didn’t seem to have a bra under the choli. Norma continued to unwrap the sari, finding underneath it a sheer, white, clingy slip that reached to Nirmala’s ankles.

By now, Nirmala appeared about to pass out when she vaguely heard Norma say, "OK Jack. It’s your turn."

Then Norma’s voice changed to a mean tone as she added, "Strip her and fuck her. I want to see you give this geeky bitch a good hard fuck!"

Nirmala wondered what she meant by ‘fuck’ and ‘bitch’ but was too dizzy to ask.

Jack eagerly came forward saying, "Nirmala means Pure. Lets see how pure." He quickly pulled the white slip off revealing Nirmala’s brown, slender legs. Her dark pubic mound was barely concealed by translucent white panties. Jack felt his cock start to stiffen.

Gazing at her saffron choli Jack saw that Nirmala’s small nipples pushed at the tight material. Nice.  He reached down and pulled the choli up over Nirmala’s head and stuffed it in his pants pocket.

Looking at Norma, he explained, "Souvenir."

Nirmala’s tits struck straight out now, small like teacups. He tweaked the soft areolas so the small, dark brown nipples hardened.

Next he put his hand between her legs, clutched the front of the panties and yanked so that they ripped right off. (He slipped the panties in his pocket too!)

Nirmala noticed that Norma’s face now looked like Jack’s and wondered why Norma had removed her choli and panties. She was having real difficulty seeing straight. Everything was blurred. Her arms were weak and her head swam.

Jack’s finger zeroed in on her dark, curly pussy hair quickly finding her hot spot and flicking it causing Nirmala to let out a soft moan. Stepping back he stopped to strip.

Norma, already naked, hovered over Nirmala caressing her breasts. Squeezing the pretty little puffy points atop the twin mounds, Norma felt her own cunt become hot and wet. She pressed on the tips of the hard brown nipples then slid her hands down over Nirmala’s innocent, slender tummy to the curly dark pussy hairs and caressed Nirmala’s warm, dark inner thighs. Enjoying the sight and feel of Nirmala’s tender chaste flesh, Norma’s cunt ached. Her tits ached. She wanted to fuck this delicious piece of exotic meat. This brown nerd would taste good.

Nirmala was unsure what was happening. Norma seemed to be giving her a massage in inappropriate places. She tried to reach up to push Norma away but was too dizzy. Her nipples seemed to be hard and she felt a bit damp in that special place between her thighs that she sometimes touched while bathing.

Norma started kissing Nirmala’s soft flesh. Her lips tasted one nipple then the other, down to Nirmala’s tummy. Her tongue invaded the small belly-button before sliding further down to Nirmala’s sweet, brown pussy. Imagining it was cappuccino ice cream, Norma’s pink tongue assaulted Nirmala’s wet, brown cunt lips. She sniffed at the moist pussy and gave a quick lick. Nirmala squirmed. Norma licked harder. Her long tongue explored deep inside Nirmala’s sweet cunt. She felt Nirmala’s cunt become wetter and hotter. Was this brown bitch about to explode?

Nirmala, unable to stop Norma, just lay back trying to understand what was happening. Norma’s tongue between her legs was doing unbelievable things. The feeling was so delightful. She felt so wet. The long tongue inside her aroused feelings she couldn’t understand.  The tongue poked inside her private parts. It lashed at her hot button. She felt her wetness become hotter. Norma alternated between sucking Nirmala’s love button unmercifully and pushing her tongue into Nirmala’s sweet, innocent pussy over and over. Nirmala couldn’t help herself! She felt ready to burst with pleasure.

Norma kept forcing her tongue into Nirmala’s slim, hot pussy enjoying the taste of this never before used, pure, chaste pussy. Her tongue kept lapping the virgin pussy juices until she felt Nirmala’s slim body shudder and knew the girl had finally come. She laid her head down on Nirmala’s tummy while her hand played with the nerd’s pussy hairs, just twisting them and curling them about her fingers. She listened to the labored breathing as Nirmala’s warm, soft belly continued to heave for several seconds.

Meanwhile, Jack had just stood there fascinated, his cock ramrod straight, as he watched Norma loudly suck on the young cinnamon brown girl.

"Hope you left something for me," Jack remarked when he noticed Nirmala’s trembling diminish. "How can I win the bet if you’re hogging the bitch?" He was anxious to maintain his reputation but wanted to get the fuck over with because Nirmala wasn’t a blue-eyed blonde.

"She’s all yours, old goat." Norma murmured while continuing to stroke Nirmala’s soft pussy mound.

Jack straddled Nirmala’s petite chest and said, "OK my pure Nirmala. Sit up now. See my rod? It’s hot! It’s juicy. Birthday girl will really enjoy sucking the lollipop. Open your mouth so I can put it in. Suck it like it’s the best lollipop in the world."

Nirmala’s eyes rolled as she tried to focus. Jack was sitting on her! Naked! Some long thing was pointing at her face! A drop of wet goo clung to the tip of the thing.

Jack squeezed Nirmala’s mouth to make it open then thrust his cock forward past her dainty brown lips into her tender mouth. She tried to squirm but his ass was planted firmly on her tits. The hard nipples felt good on the crack of his ass. He started pumping on the nerd’s mouth while looking at the over-size glasses still on her face. Her eyes were wide and looked a bit frightened. He didn’t want to look at her eyes so he pulled his hot rod out of her mouth and used the tip of it to smear her glasses. Then he squeezed her mouth again and stuck his cock back in the warm orifice.

As he drove his vibrating rod in and out of the warm mouth he suddenly felt Norma’s hand squeezing his balls. She was good! Every time he thrust, she squeezed. Then she would tug on his balls as he pulled out.

The rapid thrusting of Jack’s pulsating member shook Nirmala’s head causing her glasses to go awry making the young nerd look even geekier.

Nirmala’s blurred eyes were unable to see much out of the smeared, crooked glasses. The hot fleshy thing kept pumping into her mouth. It had a slight salty taste. She was still unsure what was happening. Her head still swam and she became dizzier as more of the coconut rum entered her system.

Jack felt his cock swell in a prelude to its pending explosion. Knowing he had to fuck the dumb nerd or lose the bet, he pulled his cock out and slid down to Nirmala’s virgin pussy.

His hands grasped the nerd’s brown, teacup-sized boobs and pulled them about a few inches up before letting them drop back. Then he pulled her two small but erect nipples several times before using the tips of his fingers to push straight down on the hard nipples making a big dent in the small boobs.

The head of Jack’s hot ramrod touched the lips of Nirmala’s pure and chaste pussy eager to do its job. The pussy was still sopping wet from Norma’s earlier attention.

Jack slowly pushed his throbbing sausage inch by inch into Nirmala’s innocent, tight pussy. Norma was now sitting on Nirmala’s tummy, her ass apparently resting on Nirmala’s face. Norma watched his cock exploring the depths of the girl’s fresh pussy.

Jack continued his slow descent into Nirmala’s tight wet pussy. About half way in he felt something resisting. Good!! She really was fresh meat! It had been a couple years since he had one of these.

He suddenly rammed forward as hard as he could. The resistance gave way causing Nirmala to softly gasp.

Now his cock was fully inside this no longer virgin, no longer pure pussy. He chuckled as he thought, "Nirmala is no longer nirmala." He hoped there were tears in her eyes but he couldn’t see because Norma was in his way.

On hearing the gasp, Norma grinned wide and started chanting over and over, "Fuck her, fuck her. Fuck the stupid nerd! Break the cherry! Fuck the juicy red cherry." She turned around, planted her ruby lips on Nirmala’s, forced her tongue in and gave Nirmala a hot, passionate kiss as Jack’s cock vigorously thrust into the once chaste pussy.

Jack thrust, pushed and plunged in the soft pussy. His cock swelled up readying itself to shoot its load into this fresh young hole. Ramming hard, Jack still had enough energy to admire Norma’s firm white ass sticking up as she continued to force her tongue between Nirmala’s lips. Suddenly, he exploded. His cannon fired shot after shot into the tight pussy hole.

When his cannon finally stopped firing, he unhurriedly pulled out noticing some red liquid on his rod before tapping on Norma’s shoulder and saying, "I win! Twenty bucks please."

By now Nirmala’s eyes had rolled up and the rum finally made her pass out.

They left her naked, spread-eagled on the bed. Norma used red lipstick to write "Happy Birthday – thanks for the fuck" across the poor girl’s bare belly.

Another great story from LikeBadFun!

Another late night working at the open house. After all these years in the business Candy still worked the open houses. Single again and 40, the vivacious blond had built up a lucrative real-estate business. But the hours were long and stressful. Candy was very tired and it was time to lock up - 10pm. She planned to just lock the front door, go home and soak in a hot tub. But she was so tired. On second thought, she just locked the front door and decided to use the hot tub in the model unit. It was a real big tub, the plumbing was hooked up and the decor included a real towel. She could soak in the tub here. It would be quiet and relaxing.

She filled the hot tub not bothering to lock the backdoor. After all, there were just half-built houses around here, so no one was likely to come by this time of night especially with all the lights off. Candy took off her brown business jacket, hung it up then unzipped and slid off her brown business skirt. Slowly she unbuttoned her crisp white blouse, slipped it off and hung it on the door knob. Next, the pantyhose were down and off and just tossed aside. She unhooked the lacy 38C black bra and let it fall to the floor; same with the black lace panties. Who cared? Just needed to relax. Candy put her foot in the hot tub and slowly sat down in the soothing water to soak away the aches. Leaning back and stretching out, she felt the warm, soothing water close over her body. The water gently lifted her milky white breasts so they floated. Her ID card was still around her neck. Never mind, taking it off, just relax. She closed her eyes; dreaming.

Was that a sound? No. Relax just a bit more. Dream some more. Lights on her eyes? Hand over her mouth! Cold steel at her throat! Dreaming? She was thrust under the water again and again before being roughly pulled up by the hair. Forced to stand, gasping, sputtering.

“Quiet and don’t move! Hey, Jamal, forget the furniture, look what I found.”

Candy stood quivering and trembling. A flashlight blinded her eyes. She instinctively covered her breasts and privates. A vicious slap!

“Hands at your sides! Let’s see what we have here.”

The flat of the knife slid down from her throat, between her breasts, under her right breast. The flat of the knife held her right breast up but nicked the other one, something warm trickled down her left breast. She couldn’t see them. The flashlight was directly in her eyes. The big man lifted the ID card from where it hung over her left breast.

“Jamal, hurry up, we’ve got some Candy.”

Two men stared at her. Candy’s naked body dripped and shook. Her head swam as she realized the trouble she was in.

“P-please, please don’t hurt me. You can take anything in this house, just leave me alone. Please!”

“We can take anything? That’s what we planned! Truck’s out back and we’re gonna fill it with everything here. While we’re at it, we’re gonna fill you. I ain’t had a piece of ass since before goin’ to pris’n. ‘Cept for the two porkers I had on the inside – they really squealed. Turn around so’s I can see your ass.”

Candy slowly turned around as the big man played his flashlight all over her body.

“Jiggly ass, not skinny, got some meat on it. Maybe I’ll try porking you too. Kinda got used to porkin’ in prisn.”

“Whatcha find Eddy? Oh! Hey, cool. Nice jugs – fill both hands. Too bad you spoiled one of them”

As she turned around Eddy’s knife nicked her left breast again. Now his knife was under her right breast slowly raising it up and then dropping it, bouncing it like a ball! She could feel the blade scraping the flesh under her breast every time it bounced.

“I’ll tell Carlos to come in from the truck. He’ll like this too.”

“Not enough room here, Carlos can wait. Now Blondie, raise your arms over your head and spread your legs.”

As she raised her trembling arms and stood with her legs apart, a cold, rough hand squeezed her left nipple and poked the cuts.

“Hey look at her jump! Guess we can still use this boob. Nice hair between the legs, she’s a real blonde. Nice ass, I like them with a bit of meat.”

She could hear the sneers in their voices as someone grabbed her cunt and pinched hard.

“OK, slut, on your knees and keep your legs apart. Undo my pants and take out my pecker. Hey Jamal get your pants off you dumb turd.”

Now she was on her knees, in the dark, in the tub. She could feel the tip of a cock touching her breast; now a second one. One of them put the tip of his cock on her left nipple and pushed so hard her breast felt like the cock was almost inside it as flesh folded around the cock. Eddy pressed his balls up against her right breast so that his cock rested on her throat.

“Don’t move while we grease up your titties luscious.”

They rubbed their moist cocks on her tits and she felt some warm goo dribbling on them.

“OK, now bend down and start sucking,” Eddy growled.

Trembling, she reluctantly felt for his cock but he jammed it forward into her lips and Jamal tweaked her nipples very hard. She jumped.

“On second thought, suck Jamal’s cock instead and turn around and lean over, I really need to pork you, bitch.”

The water sloshed as she sobbingly turned around again kneeling on her hands and knees. She felt Jamal’s cock brush her lips. It was already moist and she could taste the salt. His cock pushed at her lips as he once again tweaked her left, bleeding breast. Her lips parted and his hot, throbbing cock slid in so her tongue could taste his moist dribblings.

Meanwhile, Eddy lathered her ass with soap to make entry easier and then she felt the tip of his cock touch her left ass cheek then the right one before coming to rest at her asshole. She braced with fear as Eddy clutched her soft belly and started to push. The soap did its job and she was surprised how quickly his cock entered. Candy felt him thrust into her violated anus as her head swam. Unfortunately, she remained conscious as he thrust all the way in over and over.

Each time Eddy rammed his cock into her ass, her whole body swayed forward, her breasts swinging wildly. Each time Eddy rammed into her ass Jamal’s thick cock was forced down her throat so she felt like vomiting.

“Porky! Here I come!”

She felt Eddy shudder and knew his filthy cock had come inside her. As he pulled out, Jamal started pushing harder and his balls ground against her chin while he continued to inflict pain on her tits with his rough squeezing. His cock rubbed back and forth over her tongue and into her throat as she fought the nausea. She felt him jerk uncontrollably as his filthy cum filled her mouth forcing her to swallow the vile, salty goo.

Eddy shoved her to the bottom of the tub putting his foot on her left breast so only her nose was barely above water. She heard:

“OK, go get Carlos. It’s his turn.”

Soon a heavier set of footsteps came hurrying and she heard a low whistle.

“Saved me something huh? Let me see. Nice tits. Blonde pussy! Get your foot off her so I can get in!”

The foot came off but before she could move a heavy naked body was on top of her forcing her legs apart. Her knees went up above the water as she felt his hands searching for her pussy. Then she felt the head of his cock directed to her cunt as she tried to pull away. Too much weight on her, she couldn’t move. Candy pushed and twisted but nothing would stop the onslaught of this third cock. The filthy rod pushed into her helped by the lubricating effect of the warm water. Carlos just pushed faster and faster. He had just one object – squirt into this cunt as quick as possible.

Shudders, release. His slimy cum must be in her now. She again felt like vomiting. His weight came off her. She subsided in pain and blackness as she gave in to her mind’s desire to close down. The last she heard was the scumbags laughing as they started carrying out furniture.

Dreaming. The water, cooling.

Her eyes opened fearing to see the devastation in the house. Getting up, her body no longer ached. Her left breast was fine. Why? She looked around. All the furniture was in place! Damn! Would this recurring dream never stop??
 

Welcome back Selwyn and his another great rape story!      

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After getting raped and sodomized on video, there seemed little else to do with my life.  The XTC Agency specialized in that sort of video, and had good sales.  I became a willing part of it, and continued to make videos with them.  Because I had been raped in real life, I was able to do convincing scenes, which they liked.  Stephanie told me that many of the rape scenes they had tried to stage just didn’t seem believable because the girls didn’t behave as if it were real.  I didn’t even try to explain that my first video rape wasn’t acting. But from there I was able to pretend.  For later scenes I just recalled my earlier experiences. . . the cable guy, that same guy again with two others a few months later, that first video rape. . . and to the audience, it seemed real.  For those scenes it was real for me too, but once it was over I convinced myself that it had been an act.  I stopped feeling as if anything were actually happening, it was almost as if I had been watching it happen to someone else. 

     I got along all right like this.  I couldn’t go home, especially since now I really was the slut mom feared I’d become.  And, there wasn’t much to do. . . jobs other than minimum wage were not to be found, and the other alternative was walking the streets, which I didn’t want to do. . . my one time was enough.  So, for a few thousand dollars here and there, I managed to stay in the same cheap hotel and at least live on my own.

     After making a number of videos over several months, they asked me to work in the office a while, just as Stephanie had done.  She was gone for a few weeks, and Fred wanted someone attractive to sit in the office.  I really didn’t do much, just answer telephones and look at magazines.  Just like Stephanie, they wanted me to look pretty

and suggestive, but not overly slutty.  So, I typically wore a medium length skirt, a slightly tight blouse showing just a bit of cleavage, and make-up done a little boldly, but not overwhelming. 

     One day while sitting around like this, I heard a soft knock on the door, and a quite pretty girl timidly entered.  "Hello, may I come in?" she asked, her voice betraying a bit of nervousness.

     "Sure.  I’m Sherry," I said, trying to look pleasant. 

     "I’m Kelly," she replied.  She was dressed nicely, a medium length skirt and fairly loose fitting blouse, as if she were trying to conceal her breasts  a bit.  Her hair was reddish-brown, and her makeup was subdued.  I knew we’d have to verify her age before doing anything. . . she looked as if she could pass for 15. 

     "Do you think there’s any chance I could work here?" Kelly asked. 

     At this I was reluctant to reply.  She clearly didn’t know just what we did there, but if I warned her off I could be on the streets real quick. . . the main reason I was in the front office was to entice these new girls with glamorous images and reassure them that everything was fine. 

     "I think so," I replied, suppressing my concerns for her.  I handed her the usual paper work, and her driver’s license verified her age. . . she had only been 18 for a month. 

     As usual, Fred Steiner took her to his office/studio for the standard interview, and proposed the initial, innocent photo shoot. 

     "Sherry, could you come back here?"

     "On my way," I replied.

     "Sherry, I want this girl with us.  Do whatever it takes to get her," he told me. 

     I resigned myself to this.  If I refused, I’d be out, probably walking the streets.  And, this girl wasn’t a kid.  She could take care of herself.  After all, I didn’t have to come here either. 

     I took Kelly to the dressing-room and made her up, just as had been done to me.  I put her in a medium-short skirt and rather tight blouse.  Her breasts were a bit larger than you’d expect for a girl of her build, and the tight blouse made them bulge provocatively.  I did her make-up a bit more boldly, rather than the subdued look she’d come in with.  The result was a pretty girl, dressed a bit daringly, as if she really were 15 trying to look 18.

     She went through the usual staged photo-shoot, just to flatter and relax her.  But afterwards, Fred told me to give her "the talk," the first pitch to pressure her into making sex videos. 

     "You can’t be serious!" she exclaimed when I told her what we really did there.  "How can anyone do that?"

     "Oh, it’s not hard," I replied reassuringly.  "I’ve done it."

     "You have?" she said, looking puzzled and incredulous. 

     "Yea, it’s all just being natural," I said in soothing tones.  Misgivings were growing in me though.  It really hadn’t felt natural getting into this, but fearing the consequences, I pressed on.

     "You’ve been with guys before, haven’t you?"

     Kelly looked a bit surprised to hear this.  "Sure, of course," she replied, not very convincingly.  I was sure she was still virgin, but reluctant to admit it. 

     "Look, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want," I lied.  "Why don’t you come in tomorrow and just watch?  I’ll be doing a video tomorrow anyway, you can see how it’s done.  It’s really no big deal, and it pays better than anything else you can do."

     Kelly agreed to this much.  But as I walked to my room at the end of the day I began to feel guilty.  Fred Steiner wanted her, and that was it.  I didn’t get what was promised when I started there, but got trapped. . . couldn’t go home, and had no other way to make money.  But this was wrong, I thought.  I began to consider that perhaps I should warn this Kelly away.

     Suddenly I saw something that brought a quick end to such thoughts.  A few blocks ahead I saw a girl on a street-corner, walking back and forth slowly, clearly not going anywhere.  She looked intently at each passing car as if she were searching for someone.  One car slowed as it approached her, its driver looked at her carefully, then turned the corner.  I watched as this girl went round the corner to follow him.  A few moments later I saw them driving off together.  Fear shot through me as I realized that this could be me very quickly if I didn’t do what Fred wanted.  I pushed my misgivings down and went to my room, trying to force myself not to think about it. 

     The next day at 10:00 Kelly arrived.  She was dressed quite modestly, with very little make-up.  She seemed to be reluctant coming at all, but apparently curiosity had won out. 

     "Glad to see you," I said, again forcing down my misgivings.  "Want to help me get ready?"

     "Sure. . . what do we do?" she replied.

     "Just make-up and dressing," I said.  We went to the dressing room and got me ready, in a rather innocent-looking schoolgirl type outfit, but with bold make-up and deep red lipstick. 

     "Kelly, you really should make yourself up a bit.  If you look too plain, even if you’re just watching, Fred might lose his interest in you.  Remember, you’re being seen all the time here, every moment counts."

     She agreed, and, her hands slightly shaking with nervousness, she outlined her eyes a little more boldly, and followed my example and applied a thick layer of deep red lipstick. 

     Kelly’s nervousness was still very visible when we went to the studio.  "There’s nothing to worry about," I assured her, "you’re just watching," but I could see that she was tense. 

     Fred was there at the camera.  "All ready?" he said, and I nodded as I sauntered over to the now-familiar couch on the set.  Kelly retreated to an inconspicuous corner, clearly trying to hide her fear.  Fred had told me we were going to keep this scene simple and relaxed to avoid alarming the new girl. 

     "Camera on NOW," Fred announced.  Within a few seconds one of the regular men approached me as I sat on the couch.  It began simply enough, with him reaching over to squeeze one of my breasts, then slowly unbutton my blouse, letting them spill out.  I glanced over at Kelly.  She watched, transfixed, hardly able to believe what she was seeing. 

     After having my breasts exposed, I turned to face him, slid down to the floor and knelt between his legs.  Looking up playfully, I began to undo his belt and slide down his zipper.  His cock popped out, and I began to stroke it in one hand, feeling it steadily surge and harden. 

     I glanced over at Kelly again.  She looked horrified, I doubt that she had ever seen a man’s cock before, and I was totally certain she was still a virgin.  She had probably never imagined that anyone  ever actually did this sort of thing.  The thought occurred to me that she could still get out, I still had a chance to warn her, but then strong hands grabbed my head and pushed my face against that now erect cock.  Without really thinking, I opened my mouth and allowed his cock to enter, taking it in as deeply as I could, finally squeezing my lips tightly around it and leaving a deep red lipstick print around the base.  Then, slowly and steadily, I began to slide it in and out of my mouth, while he began to moan and get even harder.

     I was now an expert cocksucker.  I would toy with him a while, gently sucking it, then I would take it out and stroke it by hand, licking, kissing, and sucking his balls.  On a few occasions I would stroke it with left hand while I looked up at him adoringly and carefully re-applied my lipstick.  Red lipstick smears now covered his cock. 

     After several minutes I felt another man approach me from behind.  Knowing what was coming next, I raised my rear as he pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties.  I had been expecting this all along, and made certain to lubricate my vagina before getting dressed this morning.  Another hard cock pushed into my pussy, and there I sat, on my hands and knees, getting fucked from behind while another large, lipstick-smeared cock was shoved in and out of my mouth. 

     Doing this sort of thing now felt pretty normal to me.  At this point I always just let things happen, they’d fuck me any way they wanted, and if I just relaxed it would finish easier and be over.  But suddenly I heard a commotion in the back of the room. 

     "Noo, I can’t do this I’ve got to get out of here," I heard Kelly’s faint voice cry.  I heard a few steps toward the door, and the door-latch opening, a shuffling sound, and the door slamming shut again.

     "What do you think you’re doing?" Fred blurted out. 

     "I’ve got to go," Kelly cried desperately.

     I stopped sucking for a moment to turn and see what was happening.  Kelly was trying to reach the door, but Fred held her tight by the wrist.   

     "Please, I don’t want to do this," Kelly pleaded. 

     Fred didn’t answer.  Instead, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her back forcefully.  Losing her footing, Kelly fell back onto her rear.  She tried to get up, but Fred’s forceful slap to her face knocked her back again.  She sat there a moment, stunned, then began crying. 

     "No no no please no, please, let me go," Kelly sobbed.  Ignoring her, Fred lunged forward, straddled her waist and began tearing at her blouse. 

     "NOO!  God no!  Please don’t, don’t do this to me!" Kelly screamed, but she was quickly silenced by another hard slap to the face. 

     All this time I was still getting fucked from behind, and the man in front had pushed my face back to his cock, and I went back to sucking him.  I couldn’t actually see what was happening, but it was easy to imagine all the sights as I heard every detail. 

     "No no God no, huh uh uh uh," a pathetic voice sobbed.  Then a muffled "Mmmm plhbbt stp stop it!" as I imagined Fred forcing his kiss on her lips.  A forceful "swack!" to her face silence her sobbing once again, and I could see in my mind Kelly’s breasts bouncing around as I heard her blouse ripping away. 

     I again managed to turn away for a moment, and saw her head writhing back and forth as Fred pushed his face against her breasts, sucking and squeezing them as Kelly clawed at his head.  Infuriated, Fred sat up slightly.  "Bitch!" he yelled as he slapped her again.  "If you don’t cooperate you’re going to regret it!"

     "Aiee!" Kelly yelped as Fred slapped her again.  Not giving her a chance to respond, he rolled her over to her stomach and began beating hard on the rear with a bamboo back-scratcher. 

     "Owoo!  Aiee!  NO!  NO!  STOP IT!" Kelly wailed.  Fred continued beating her anyway. 

     After a few moments he stopped, but once again I felt my face pushed back against the cock I had been sucking.  My pussy was still getting pumped from behind, and I hadn’t yet finished this blowjob.  But in my mind I envisioned exactly what was happening to Kelly. 

     No longer getting beaten, Kelly was sobbing hopelessly. . . "no no please no. . . "

     Then a gurgling, choking "MMM pbmpppt" sound came from deep in her throat, and I knew that Fred had shoved his cock in her mouth.  Her breathing was strained, and I could easily imagine Fred sitting on her chest, holding her by the hair, as he pushed his cock between her lips, her lipstick smearing its shaft as she desperately wept, unable to cry out with that cock in her mouth. 

     I was now sucking that cock in my own mouth a bit faster.  But, I suddenly felt the other cock slide out of my pussy.  I knew what was happening next, and had prepared for that also.  A moment later strong hands spread my buttocks apart, and I felt a cock begin sliding into my pre-lubricated anus. 

     Across the room the gagging and choking sounds had stopped, and again I could hear Kelly crying and sobbing, "no no please no. . . please stop. . . "  Fred must have climbed off of her chest, and the next sound was of her panties ripping away.

     I knew that Fred was about to rape her.  In my mind I saw him spread her legs apart and place his cock against her labia.  At this moment I heard Kelly struggling and thrashing about, suddenly ceasing after another strong "Swack" hit her face. 

     "Uh huhuhu huh," I heard her sobbing.

     But my own scene was now about to end.  The cock in my ass had begun thrusting faster and faster, and the guy I was sucking suddenly pulled his cock out of my mouth and began spurting onto my face.  By sheer habit and practice I stretched my face upwards and took his full flow, letting it drip into my open lipstick-smeared mouth.  A moment later the other guy pulled his cock from my ass, and began cumming all over my back and asshole.  After a few moments they finished, and I collapsed to the floor, their cum covering my face, dripping from my mouth, and down my butt crack. 

     Looking across the room, Fred was having a hard time penetrating Kelly’s virgin pussy.  I saw him push hard against it, but it was just too dry and tight to get it in.  Two, three times he pushed hard, Kelly sobbed desperately, but he just couldn’t enter. 

     Then, one of the guys who had just fucked me said "you need some lube Fred," and tossed him a tube of K-Y Jelly.  He squirted it all over his cock, and with a determined look, jumped back onto Kelly. 

     Laying against her chest and spreading her legs apart, Fred again pushed his cock against Kelly’s labia, while holding her head tightly by the hair.  Then, while forcefully pressing his lips against hers, he steadily pushed his cock past her labia and into her pussy. 

     "MMMM OWmmmm NO Nooooo!"  Kelly cried as she tried to turn away from his forced kiss, but his hard cock pressed on anyway, tearing into her virgin pussy as she sobbed helplessly. 

     Having entered her fully, Fred then began to thrust in and out, slowly and steadily.

     "Ow!  Eee! Aiee!" Kelly yelped with each thrust, tears streaming down her face, smearing with her lipstick. 

     "Owooo!" she cried more loudly as another "swack" hit her face.

     "Stupid bitch, who do you think you’re fooling, we know you wanted it," Fred sneered as he continued to rape her. 

     "Uh huhu huhuh noooo, stop, please stop," Kelly continued to sob. 

     "You’re a good little fuck, you little whore," Fred gasped out, his breathing coming a little harder as he began fucking Kelly faster. 

     Faster and faster he raped her, and as his body began to tense up, I knew what was going to happen, but poor Kelly had no idea. 

     Just when it looked like Fred’s entire body was going to go into spasms, he pulled out of her pussy, crawled forward to straddle her chest, and put his cock into her mouth.

     Defeated, Kelly just lay there as Fred’s cock throbbed and spurted between her lips, his cum dripping from the corners of her mouth, mixing with her lipstick and tears. 

     Once Fred finished he stood up, squeezing the last drops of his cum onto her face.  Kelly stayed on the floor, motionless, crying silently as the cum dripped from her mouth onto her chin and down her neck. 

     Terrible guilt welled up inside of me as I watched her sobbing quietly, remembering when I was first raped.  I began to crawl towards her, hoping to help, when someone grabbed me from behind and held me back.

     "No you don’t Sherry girl, we’re not done yet," I was told.  While Kelly lay on the floor crying, yet another guy approached her.  His cock was already covered with lube as he rolled her to her stomach, spread her buttocks with his hands and pressed his cock against her anus. 

     This new assault brought Kelly back to her senses.  "NOOO! GOD NO!  NOT THIS!  NOOOOOOO!" she screamed as she began to get raped a second time, now from behind. 

     With the practiced skill of the experienced porn actor, he quickly penetrated her anus, shoving his cock deeply into Kelly’s  rectum, ignoring her cries and pleas for mercy.

     "Aieee!  Uhhh!  Owoo!  Uhhh!  Uhhh!" Kelly cried with each thrust.  But after a few minutes the strain of getting raped had begun to wear her down.  Her cries became fainter, and it wasn’t long before the only sounds audible were the slapping of that cock into her asshole and her strained breathing. 

     "Ooo, yea, just like that you whore," her rapist moaned as he thrust faster and faster.   My own experience told me that he was about to finish, and sure enough, a moment later he pulled out of her asshole, and spurted his cum all over her rear. 

     A moment later had stood up, and rolled Kelly onto her back.  Her rear now sat in a puddle of cum, her face was still wet with cum from the first rape, dripping from her mouth and smeared with lipstick.  "Aiee!" she squealed as a final slap hit her face.

     "Thanks Sherry, you did a good job getting her here.  She’s a great little fuck," Fred announced. 

         I just sat there blankly.  I thought about how I had been a virgin when I was first raped, and shock hit me when I realized that I had just participated in the rape of another virgin.