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Marie sipped on her sex-on-the-beach and sighed as she saw another scrub eyeballing her and making his way to her corner of the bar. She already knew what he would say and what he wanted, and really, hadn't men in general taken enough from her? She slept every night with a pistol beneath her pillow just in case her ex didn't obey his restraining order. She'd finally built up enough courage to go out with the girls to this new club, only to have them stand her up. So here she was, sitting alone in this strange place with men coming at her like lions picking off a weak gazelle seperated from its herd.
They all wanted her to "dance." And by dance they meant grabbing her by the hip bones and squeezing their dicks into her backside so hard that she couldn't move. In truth Marie loved to dance. She knew how to salsa and tengo and practiced "jazzercise" and pilates every week. Her body was small and agile and she moved with ease and grace to nearly any kind of music. She loved to release stress by becoming one with the beats and rhythms, and the occasional dance partner that didn't try to dry hump her on the floor. She had spent all week looking forward to dancing with her girlfriends...picking out a perfect red dress that made her feel beautiful, and let her move with ease.
Unforunately there would be no dancing for her tonight...only horny men looking for an easy lay. Now after politely turning down drinks, bad pickup lines and dance invitations from five or six fairly drunk (and unattractive) men, another approached...just when she was about to gather her things and call a cab. As she watched him stumble toward her with a stupid grin on his face, a wave of rage washed over her. She had never felt so angry in her entire life. She decided then and there that this man would pay for them all.
She smiled politely at him as he talked her up, asking the usual questions and looking her up and down like she was a fresh piece of rump roast. He was a little tipsy (she could smell the alcohol on his breath) but not completely drunk. She marveled at his courage to talk to her at all. She was a beautiful, intelligent woman, and he was a short, chubby man with an average face and a bad haircut. He wore cheap cologne and dirty shoes. He wasn't very smart either. Why in the world did he think he had a shot in hell with her? She decided to give him that shot in hell. Afterall, he'd probably been turned down by so many other girls.
"No I don't want another drink," Marie said smiling as she answered him, "But, how would you feel about coming over to my place?"
His smile grew broader. "Naw naw baby. Come over to my place! I got a hummer outside, baby."
Marie fought back the urge to laugh in his face. If he did have a hummer it was a rental. She almost felt sorry for this desperate man. Almost.
"No," Marie said, politely but firmly, "I have to get up early tomorrow. It's my place or nothing. And we'll take a cab."
He looked surprised, but shrugged and nodded his head.
He was practically giddy as they got in the cab. Marie told the driver where she lived, as the sweaty man beside her ran his hands all over her legs and waist and kissed her neck hungrily. Marie made no move back, but let him have his way. He whispered Spanish love words into her ear and she smiled softly.
At her house she instructed him to take his shoes off at the door and meet her upstairs. He rushed upstairs and joined her on the bed, shoving his tongue into her mouth and almost making her gag. She could feel that he was already hard and he ran his hands beneath her dress and moaned into her neck when he found her breasts.
Tearing off her dress he devoured her breasts one by one, licking and sucking on one tiny pale brown nipple while fondling her opposite 36C breast. Even though Marie wasn't attracted to him, her body couldn't deny the good feelings he produced and she felt herself getting wet and letting out an involuntary moan.
With her nipples hardening, the stranger moved down, licking and kissng her stomach and finally consuming her freshly waxed pussy. He licked and nibbled at her clit while thrusting two of his short chubby fingers inside of her. Marie felt herself getting more and more turned on, and his short fingers were only teasing her. As he ate her out, she grabbed a condom out of her nightstand drawer and jerked his head up.
"I need you inside of me NOW!" she gasped. The man's eyes were glazed over with lust as he grabbed the condom from her and quickly slid it down his (what Marie guessed to be) 6 or 7 inch dick. He quickly mounted her shoving himself inside of her and grunting. Marie was lost in her animal-like lust and wanted to be on top to control her own pleasure. The missionary position did nothing for her.
"Roll over," she whispered as he pounded away at her tight pussy. But he just grunted, ignoring her. He was inside of her now, and only interested in using her as he would use his right hand.
"Roll over!" she said louder, becoming more irritated.
"Shh be quiet bitch, let me do my thing," he breathed into her shoulder as he roughly fucked her.
The old wave of rage washed over Marie. As he pounded her cunt, she slid her hand beneath her pillow and felt the cool metal of her loaded pistol.
"I said roll the fuck over," Marie growled through clenched teeth, burying the barrel into his sweaty forehead.
It took a moment for the stranger to realize what was happening to him.
"WHAT THE FUCK? ARE YOU FUCKIN CRAZY, BITCH?!" he yelled, wild eyed and backing off the bed.
Marie sat up, pointing the gun at him with fire in her eyes. "Lay on your fucking back. I didn't say get off the bed. And if you lose your hard-on I'll shoot you in your ugly fucking head. We're doing this my way."
The stranger shakily did what he was told and laid on his back. Marie got up slowly, taking the sash from her dress and blindfolding him with it.
She then mounted his cock that he was stroking in hot pursuit of staying hard. Marie smiled wickedly. "What a loser," she thought to herself, and she slid onto him.
Marie started fucking his dick, sighing in pleasure as she held the gun to his head with one hand, and balanced herself with the other.
"And don't even think about cumming yet," Marie ordered as she bounced up and down on his throbbing cock, fucking him...using him.
Even though he was blindfolded, Marie could tell that he was fighting back tears.
"Please don't shoot me," he whined, "I have a wife! I have a child!"
A new anger overcame Marie. So he was a cheater like her ex. She dug her long nails into his neck, making him yelp.
"So does your wife know that you go to clubs to pick up other girls?" Marie snarled, digging her nails more deeply into his neck and scratching him. He was crying now. His mouth twisted and tears bled through his blindfold.
"I asked you a fucking question!" Marie yelled smacking him hard across his face with her gun, and riding him harder. Watching this man, who respresented all bad men to her, suffer was going to make her cum like she never had before. She used his cock to probe her deepest places, to pleasure herself the way a man never could on his own.
The slap with the gun left a gash on his cheek and it bled, trickling down his sweaty face. Marie rubbed her hand in it and smeared the blood all across his face and into his hair.
"Good luck explaining this to your wife," she laughed, then moaned,
"Oh God I'm so close...Play with my clit, and suck my tits."
This time there was no hesitation. The stranger stroked her clit in little circles, just the way she liked it. He found her hard little nipples and sucked them as hard as he could.
Marie rode him faster and harder, bobbing up and down on his thick cock, her ass cheeks bouncing, but she managed to keep a firm grip on the gun buried so hard into the stranger's head that it would leave a little ring when she was done with him.
"Fuck me!" she screamed, and thrust her hips into his as hard as she could. With the combination of his fingers on her clit and his cock deep inside of her wet, wet pussy, she felt an inward explosion of bliss and screamed as her orgasm spasmed through her body. The stranger grunted and came quickly after she did.
After 30 seconds pause, Marie got up, snatched the blindfold off the man and told him to get out. He jumped off the bed, and quickly began to pull on his pants.
"I didn't say get dressed, bitch," Marie growled, grabbing his pants from him, "I said get the fuck out."
With that he ran naked down the stairs and out the front door. Marie tossed his clothes outside for him and closed the door.
Marie changed the sheets on her bed and put her pistol away in a drawer. For the first time in a long time, she was not worried about her ex, or any other man trying to hurt her.
She took a long bubble bath to wash the stranger's smell from her. She went to sleep for the first time in months with no fears or worries, no anger or resentment in her mind.
A bloody good job well done. A pity ral women are not allowed to do same.
It is nice to run across a story where the woman is in charge. Also really well written.
I seriously want a second part to this story. Brilliant. Really loved it.
I was looking for some non-consent where the perp was a women and the victim male. This wasn't exactly what I was looking for (rather looking for drunk stuff, there's plenty of men taking advantage of drunk female roommate stuff, but none I can find of the women taking advantage of drunk male roommate stuff -- except one in the incest section, which isn't what I want). But, it's an interesting story, I want like the fact that it shows that women can take control as well.
Loved your story! It was really empowering, usually the nonconsent stories are all about girls being powerless. We're not, so you boys better watch your dicks and watch how you treat us. She could have used a strap-on XD
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It was late and I had been on the road all day so I pulled in to a small motel. I got a room that was in the back of the parking lot so I went to get some sleep. When I got out of the car I noticed all the lights in the parking lot were out but thought nothing of it. I went to the motel room and put the key in to the door and felt some guy put a gun to my back and told me to get inside. When I got inside I turned and saw the man had a mask on was holding pistol pointing straight at me. The man spoke in a rough tone telling me to strip.
I started to protest but the man pull the hammer back on the gun and told me that he would shoot me if I did not do what he told me to do. So I slowly pulled my shirt off while watching the man and then pulled my shoes off. Then undid my pants and started to turn around because I was not wearing underwear. The man yelled at me not to turn around because he wanted to see my face. I was standing there trying to cover myself up then the man said "Socks too". He pointed the gun at my balls. So I yanked off the socks. Spread your legs. I want to see your penis.
Slowly, I spread my legs, shocked to feel a stirring in my dick. The mouth of that gun seemed to be 20 feet across, ready to swallow me whole. My heart was hammering in my throat and I could taste my own fear, it tasted like a nickel, not coppery like I'd read about. By rights I should be pissing myself, not getting wood.
The man waggled the gun at me. I want to see an erection. So get one for me now!
Hastily, I grabbed my prick and started jerking at it. The man sat down on the bed, and watched me passively. The gun was pointing off somewhere else, easing the edge to my fear. I stared hard at him, eyes sweeping his body. The man was about the same age as I was and was a medium build. My boner grew in my fist because it was turning me on standing there in front off somebody else with nothing on and stoking my cock. I could feel the man's eyes on me, boring into my naked body, but I really couldn't see his face because of the mask.
He leaned forward and lifted my balls up and forward with the cold barrel of the gun. I almost pissed myself then and there. Incredibly, my dick was harder than it had ever gotten before. He wiggled the gun a bit, lifting my balls this way and that, inspecting them. He waited.
Don't lose that erection. The man ordered, grabbing my pants and going through them. He found my wallet, keys, and a few quarters. He looked through my wallet while I stroked myself. He found my license and said that he was going to write the address down just in case he did not get what he wanted.
The arrogant man stood up and pushed his pants and underwear off, a quick economical movement. What the fuck? I stood there watching, jaw hanging, my eyes locked on the eight-inch cock in front of me. I noted in a detached fashion that he was shaved. He pointed the gun at me again and said that he was going to enjoy this.
The man told me to get on my knees and I did as I was told. When I looked up, the man's cock was in my face. I almost jumped out of my skin because I hadn't heard him move. He nudged it closer to me with a quick thrust of his hips. He pressed the gaping mouth of the gun to my temple. Lick.
The man held perfectly still as I tried to use my tongue on his cock. My tongue flicked all over his dick, slurping, sucking and licking. The man could sense me still stroking my penis.
I couldn't believe how much licking the man's cock was turning me on. If it weren't for the sudden rush of pre-cum all over my tongue, I wouldn't have had a clue that he was getting just as turned on. The man just stood there, unmoving, no sound. Not even a change in his breathing other than a sigh when I started licking.
He put his hand on my forehead and shoved me backwards. I landed on my back and stared up at him. He stood over me, pointing the gun at me. Lay your chest on the bed.
Never argue with a man with a gun, I thought. So I turned and laid my chest on the bed, which left my tight virgin ass open for the man to see. The man had some KY and lubed up his cock and smeared it in my tight ass. The man pushed the head of his prick against my lubed hole and pressed his hips forward. I felt my ass hole give, and then swallow the eight-inch dick. It was hot and wet; I felt like it was ripping me apart. The man backed up a bit, and then shoved most of his bone into me with a hard thrust of his hips.
The man leaned over me, one hand on the ground, pressing the gun into the tender flesh below my chin. Don't make to much noise or I will have to kill you.
I growled, and bit my lip not to make a sound. I had always thought about getting raped and was getting turned on even more now. I started to push back into the man so that I could feel all eight inches in my ass.
I bounced back and forward on his pole, moving faster and faster. I could tell the man was about to cum. He pushed harder on me and shoved his dick in deeper. The man stiffened, all of his muscles freezing. For a second I thought he was going to pull the trigger. It took me a moment to realize the man had cum.
The man got up and pulled his cock out of me. The man told me to go to the bathroom and get a washcloth and clean his cock off.
I came back from the bathroom and did what I was told to do. After washing the man's cock off he told me to suck on his cock. I had never done this before but I took the man's limp cock in my mouth. I start to mimic what I have seen my girl friends do and what I have seen on TV. I can feel the cock start to swell in my mouth and can taste the pre-cum again.
The man then stands up and tells me to get on the bed face down. I am getting worried now but I am still scared that I might get shot so I lay down on the bed face down. The man reaches in to his pants and pulls out some rope, tying it to the bedposts. He grabs my ankles and spreads them apart and ties them with the rope that is tied to the bedpost. Now I am lying there with my legs spread and he sits on my thighs. He leans forward and I fell his cock slide into the crack of my ass. I feel it throb and I think that I know what is going to happen next. He grabs my arms and ties them behind my back so that I can move.
I notice that he gets off of the bed and makes a phone call telling somebody that it is ok to come in now. I really start to get worried now, but there is nothing that I can do. The door opens and a black guy walks in and he starts to strip. The black guy gets on the bed behind me and lifts me up onto my knees.
Now, I am face down with my ass in the air and my legs spread open. I feel a hand on my cock and it starts to stroke me and it feels good. My cock is pulled to the rear and I feel a mouth on it and somebody starts to suck me off.
My mind is all over the place and not even worried any more until I feel a cock pushing into my ass. I am able to look back and see the man that had the gun is sucking my cock and the black man, which has a very big cock, is about to fuck my sore ass. I start struggle and protest. They just reach up and put a gag in my mouth and hold me down for what is about to happen. The guy is real easy with my ass and takes it slow at first. I feel like I am going to die at first but the pain starts to go away. The black guy is at least ten inches and he is filling my ass up to the fullest. I start to come in the guy's mouth and then the black guy starts fucking me even harder after I cum.
The last thing that I remember is getting fucked by both of the men to the point that I pass out. I woke up the next morning to find a note that said they have my address and if know what is best then I won't say anything to anybody.
I traveled for 20 years for work and stayed in a lot of hotels,I think that there was never a time that I didn't fantasize about being raped,you're always so vulnerable because people either have keys(maintenance,management) or a complete stranger can slip a night clerk a $20 and be in your room at any given time.
Unfortunately it never happened fo
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