extreme rape

Claire’s Ordeal

By Throatdagger

My name is Richard and me and four of my buddies are spending the day hanging out at the mall in Sussex. We are back and are all about six foot tall with muscular builds and well endowed cocks. We like watching the babes as the walk by. It is summer and hot outside so the outfits are especially skimpy. We have seen the typical bimbos go by; you know the type, bit fat asses that bulge out all over. Suddenly we spot a white chick coming scurrying down the mall. She is glancing hurriedly around and then I guess she sees what she is desperately searching for. I guess she has to go piss really bad because she hits the door to the long corridor that leads to the toilets slamming it open. We watch as she makes a mad dash down the hall. We all glance at each other; this is a perfect opportunity. The restrooms are located at the very end of the hall. There aren’t any security cameras that work; they were all broken a long time ago. We decide to take advantage of the opportunity to get a piece of white meat.

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Choking Kate every night before she goes to bed is

My absolute favorite nighttime ritual.

Gazing into her watery aqua blue eyes as she struggles for air,

I lick her tears away even as I squeeze harder.

Her face turning from crimson to deep purple

Reminds me of what I look like when I’m about to explode.

She passes out and I let go just before she starts turning

Forever midnight blue.

I tuck her in and give her a kiss on her forehead

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RAPING MY SISTER SOPHIE

BY PAUL ANTON

"So that’s how things stand."

Joe watched his older sister as she struggled with what he had just told her. He could see a part of her wanting to fight, wanting to say no, to shout at him like she had when he had seen her coming naked out of the shower (it was an accident then) or to just tell him to go fuck himself, she was going to talk to Mom.

But Sophie would never talk to Mom about this, never ever. He watched her beautiful round medium-sized breasts (just the right size) heave under her yellow striped shirt as she breathed heavily. He watched the fear in her pretty freckled face, watched the way her red hair fell down her shoulders, watched the way her panties were visible through her tight trousers.

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Business had taken me away from Europe for a few months. Eventually another trip to Germany came up and so did my prick at the thought, once again, of being able to possibly book a session with Trudy and Inga in Dusseldorf.

I phoned them about two weeks ahead so as to make sure of a booking in good time and to ensure their bladders and bowels would be full.

Trudy answered and I had hardly started to introduce myself when she recognised my voice. “Oh! It ist you, Alan. Unsere scheisse, piss und arschfick lover! It is long time we not hear from you. You wish make new ‘termine’ (appointment) for a dirty spiel, ja?”

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