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Second part of story got erased when system crashed. It has been requested that I rewrite the second part. I write all these stories just from imagination, and never write them down. So I hope that I can do it justice the second time around. Well here goes…

I get off the bed and stroll towards Dorothy. I take a quick glance at Susan she now has assumed a full fetal position. Her legs are pulled to her chest, and her arms are wrapped around legs. She just lays her head on the bed and begins to cry.
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All you have said to me all day long is take me here, run me there. What’s in all this for me? I asked. DDDo you want gas money? Michelle shockingly replied.
Some things money can’t buy. It can’t buy the friendship that you have with my daughter can it? I asked. No. I really don’t understand. She started to ask. Michelle. Do you know what happened to my wife? I stated. Not even knowing if I (Mr. Roberts) had been married or even if he still was.
Mr. Roberts you are scaring me. Your wife died 5 years ago in a car accident. She informed me. Exactly! I exclaimed. Now what have you, or that whore of a daughter of mine, ever done for good old MR. Roberts.
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I stood there and looked over my conquest. I was tired and sore. Bitch put up one hell of a fight. Still there she lay before me. Spread eagle on the bed. Her arms tied above her head to the bed posts. Those unbelievable 34DD’s heaving up and down. Her legs tied wide open to each side of the bed.
What’s wrong Babe. No smart ass remarks. Lost your fight already have you? I ask. Please just let me go. I swear I won’t tell anyone. She pleaded. I told you honey, I have got to fuck you again. WELL THEN GET OVER HERE AND GET IT OVER WITH YOU SON OF A BITCH!!! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR YOU COWARD!!! YOU’VE GOT ME TIED UP!! JUST FUCKING GET IT OVER WITH!!! She yells at me in desperation.
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Hello there…I am leaving this message because I need some advice. I have been reading posts off this message board for several months now, and have found it very exhilarating! I didn’t realize how powerful my fantasies could be or how they would effect my life. I am a 68 year old woman but all my friends have always told me I carry my age very well. I have always stayed in shape but have never been conceded about my looks. My natural hair color is blond and my hair has always been naturally curly, I have been frosting it the past few years as it started to turn silvery gray. I am 5 feet 6 inches tall and weigh 136 pounds, with a nice figure. I am a widow, as my husband passed away about five years ago. I was married to only one man from the time I was eighteen years old, and though I loved my husband, and he was a good companion and a good provider, we never had a very exciting sex life. I only recently discovered my fantasies that include rape. But let me get to the subject I need advice on.

I purchased a clothes washer and dryer a little over three months ago, and when the delivery men came to install them, the remodeling of my laundry room wasn’t finished, so I asked them to place the machines in a spare bedroom so I could have them installed when my new linoleum was laid, and they did. One of the delivery men…a big burley man who is probably about half my age…left me his business card and told me I could call him if I needed help installing the machines, which I did just over one week later. He came over one evening after he got off work and had the pair of appliances hooked up in less than an hour. When he was finished I was in my kitchen puttering around and cleaning. I thanked him and apologized for not having any cash on hand to tip him for his extra effort, but he said something that surprised me. He said he knew how I could show my appreciation, and walked right into my kitchen trapping me in the corner. He backed me up against the counter and pinned my arms behind me as he pressed his body to mine. I struggled meekly as I was taken aback at his boldness and he began nibbling on my neck and ear as he held my hands behind my back with one of his strong hands as the other hand fondled my breasts. I didn’t know what to do, and when I asked him to stop, he simply told me he didn’t believe me and kept on feeling me up.

After about ten minutes of this, he picked me up off my feet and hauled me squirming into my living room where he pinned me down on the sofa. I continued to struggle and telling him to stop, but he told me I wasn’t convincing enough and that he was going to have his way with me whether I wanted him to or not. I was confused! I knew I shouldn’t be allowing him to feel me up and kiss me, but I was also very turned on! I became a little frantic when he slipped his hands up under my dress and I tried to push his hands away from reaching my panties, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t quite catch my breath to tell him to stop more forcefully when he started pulling my panties off. I knew what was happening was wrong but I was extremely turned on and couldn’t stop him anyway, then he pinned me down again and his finger was rubbing the bare lips of my vagina.

I couldn’t believe what was happening to me, and I was confused at how much pleasure I was getting from his intrusion. I dislodged my hands and was trying to push him away with my hands on his shoulders when his finger entered me…you know…down there! I was soon gasping and clinging to his shoulders as he molested me. He was enjoying himself and seemed to like to taunt me by talking nasty in my ear as he felt me up.

When he had me good and wet in my…pussy…he pushed my knees apart and got on his knees between my spread legs. I didn’t react fast enough as I stared dumbly as he unbuckled his pants and exposed his penis which was long big and throbbing when he scooted my bottom to the edge of the sofa cushion and began to enter me. It had been over eight years since I had had a man inside me, and felt like I was a virgin again as he rutted grunted and pushed his manhood inside me going deeper with each hunker of his hips.

Not too long after he entered me, I began to feel a sensation I had never experienced before. As I said, I was already wet, so he was able to plunge all the way into me after only about seven or eight thrusts. I was short of breath…my stomach was fluttering…my cheeks were flushed…I had goose bumps all over my legs arms and back…my whole body tingling and I was suddenly flooded with shuddering and quivering in side me. I can only assume I was having my first orgasm, and it continued to get more intense during the whole time he was doing me.

When he came inside me, I was gasping and clinging to him and felt like I was floating! He kept me pinned down as he kept shooting his stuff inside me for what seemed like minutes before his body relaxed and his male member began to soften.

He stood up…leaving me sprawled on the sofa as he buttoned and zipped up his pants. He told me he enjoyed ‘fucking’ me, and that he would be back for more anytime he wanted me. I didn’t know what to say as I watched his back disappear out my front door. However, several days later…during the day this time…my doorbell rang, and when I answered the door it was him. He barged in ignoring my protests, hauled me over to my sofa and did me again like he had the first time with the same results. Even though I tried to stop him, I climaxed hard again! I still didn’t say anything to anyone about my plight, and he returned several more times.

After he visited me seven or eight times, simply barging in with out even ringing my doorbell after that second time, I started locking my door but when he found my front door locked, he simply went around to my back door and caught me trying to lock it before he could get in, but I failed and was taken again.

After the door locking incident, he took one of my keys and ordered me not to try to keep him out again. Since that time, he has been visiting me at night when he can catch me in my bed. This has happened more than ten times now, and I don’t know what to do. Can anyone give me any advice?

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