Author's note: This is for a friend of mine, and it'll maintain as a short story, thanks! <3

I am twenty years old, living by myself in a 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom apartment. It was a situational Tuesday with the same bullshit, here and there. It was never fun, living alone that is. My apartment was okay I guess, it's not too expensive seeing that it is in S. NJ instead of central or north. I had black hair to neck length, you could call it an emo haircut, that's what everyone else said. I'm 5'8" give or take, and a skinny guy. Many girls deem me as cute but I had never had the confidence to accept their demands.

I needed to buy grocery, it had been a week. I was working in my apartment as a website engineer/designer. The pay isn't that great, but I get to work whenever, which is cool. I check my pockets, my wallet. And only $16. Wow, I am a poor fuck. At any rate, I went out, and there she was. A blonde beauty staring back at me, she was moving in and I guess the older guy was her father? I'm not sure.

I locked the door and headed to her, curious, I said, "hey, are you in this apartment?" She was tired from carrying all the boxes and such, and I noticed she had a lip piercing. "Cool piercing," I said. "I'm getting snakebites." and smiled at her.

She packed more packages, and I kept looking at her. She had a petite body but well adjusted. My dick throbbed, a boner? Yeah, it was. I was hard. I greeted the old man later on, turns out to be her uncle. I don't know her but I already assume she is a slut.

I finally walked out of the apartment. God, she was a hot bitch, I thought.

I went to the groceries, got some apples, some oranges, you know, mundane items. But it had to be mundane items as I only have $16 to spare. Aside from some fruits, I had brought cereal and milk too. I check my watch, it was near one in the afternoon. I had to finish a side project for this new web domain. I went to the cashiers and paid for my items, about $10.

I went back home, and she was still there. This time, just sitting.

"Hey," I said, kneeling down.

"Hi." She smiled. Her smile was innocent, yet slutty. I had a hard cock once again. I had the sudden urge to fuck here, here, there, on the wall, on the ceiling, everywhere. Who the fuck did I think I was? Spiderman?

I got to know her more and more, her name was Racheal. A real slut. She was eighteen and going to college. I knew I had to go though, while she sat there as if she was wanting my cock. I went inside my apartment and continued my work. For the next several hours, there were noise outside, disrupting my coding and whatnot. I had looked through the peephole. It was just her, she was doing the packaging herself. Moving from the car to her apartment I guess.

I turned the music really loud. Screamo. My taste of music.

The music was blasting loud, it thundered her packaging noise. I spent the afternoon eating some cereal and coding the website. Around 7PM, I was done, and then I heard a knocking on the door.

I looked through the peephole, the slut.

"Hey," I smiled at her, "what's up?"

"I kind of need help with the TV. You mentioned you know something like that, right?"

I nodded. But I was also horny. She was unbelievably slutty looking, and I liked that. I guess she had finally showered and got dressed and wanted to go out? I don't know.

"Why in that dress?" I asked, it was a orange dress, really cute but sexy at the same time. Around her neck was a Hello Kitty necklace.

"I'm going out with some friends."

"To where?"

"You know--"

I cut her off, I needn't the useless information. I went into her apartment, it smelled like strawberries, she sat there on the bed while I took a look at the TV. I could still hear the music playing in my room, although really faded. I checked the connections, one of the cords were loose. I plugged it in furthermore and turn the TV on, nothing.

I sat there with her on the bed. Thinking. Not about the TV, but how I could have my way with her.


She leaned over, her ass shown to me, she was looking at the cords. I could not stand it any longer. My urges weren't filled, it had lasted for 3 years, 3 years without sex. And 3 years turned into this: lust. My cock throbbed hard, I lifted up her dress but could not see her panties or whatnot, but she wore this silky pantyhose that were barely even noticeable. She reacted quickly and turned to me and gave me a grinning look.

"WHAT... are you doing?"

I smirked, then shrugged a little, her face was too cute. I moved quickly to the door and locked it, spat on the peephole so it would be highly blurred. On top of that, I moved the chair hilted vertically to block the door from opening.

Her jaws dropped.

"What.. what.. are you doing.. uhm... I--"

"If you don't scream, I won't hurt you as much." I said.

"HELP!" She screamed loudly, then I ran to her, pounced her to the bed and slapped her. Her face now red with my hand prints. She squirmed and I pushed on top of her. I was now sitting on her breasts.

"Scream again and I'll knock your head off."

She continued to squirm and move, I put her hands behind me and held them with one hand while my other plopped her mouth to open, and slapped her jaw.

I pulled my pants down enough to get my hard cock out, I jammed it in her mouth but she would not open her mouth. So, I reached her shirt and squeezed and twisted her nipples; which were now hard. She let out a moaning, "aaah!!" and I stuck my cock in her mouth.

"You bite and I'll slap the shit out of you," my hands still pressing against her beautiful breasts. Her mouth was still clamped but with my dick in it, her teeth nipples on the body of my massive cock. She moaned and tried to mumble no but couldn't, I was stuffing her mouth. She clamped down...

"You fucking whore!" I released her breasts and smacked her from the left, then right, and again, backhanding her. I pushed her off the bed, she gets up but very slowly and heads to the door. I grabbed her foot and pulled on it hard. She dropped to the floor, her head hitting the wooden floor hard.

Her head throbbed with pain.

I moved to her, I did not care anymore, she bit down on my cock, and that was enough. I spread her legs and she clamped them shut again. I liked this. She had been a rebellious one. She was crying, hard, and kicking too. I grabbed her legs and pulled on her pantyhose, ripping it to the side. She curled up to a ball almost then let out a kick which I caught and began caressing her leg and her foot.

I licked her foot, which was covered by the silk. I sucked on it.

"You fucking jerk, let me go!"

I took off my pants, all of it, then my shirt and tossed her to the bed once again. Her hands were occupied, holding her head which continued to throb in pain.

"Ow, stop it."

I was massaging her pussy, her clit was 1 inch high, erect, I was making her moist, hard, and wet. I fingered her, teasing her with one finger but she clamped her legs which I had to spread open again. With each thrust, she tried to repel yet her pussy was lusting for my finger... my cock. This time I injected two fingers deep inside her.

"You like that?"

She bit her lips, not answering.

I pushed three fingers inside of her now, and deep, all of my fingers inside of her mimicking that of a thick cock. She let out a fast moan then stopped herself, her fingers pulled on my hair hard, but I began eating her pussy and fingering her asshole. She scratched my face then I slapped her, threw her off the bed.

Her head was still throbbing in pain, almost unconscious even. I lift her dress up.

"No! Please!! Sucking on your dick was enough, don't--"

I cut her off by pushing her against the wall-side of the bed. I spread her legs, and then her pussy. She was half-wet, she did not want to be wet I guess. But it did not matter to me. I pressed against her pussy with my dick, she kicked me in the stomach but this only gave me more room to fuck her. I grabbed both of her legs and wrapped them around my waist and thrust inside her. She moaned and screamed no. A preserved no at that. I continue to thrust inside of her, my thick cock managing to hit every wall of her vagina. I rubbed her clit then spat on it. Her wall faced my room, which I could still hear: my music playing. Her hands tried to grasp my biceps, she pinched me but I continued to fuck her hard.

Racheal was moaning uncontrollably, her eyes teary like she was about to cry. I ripped her dress to reveal her breasts and I laid on her. I was fucking her, missionary style. I sucked on her breasts, her nipples were fucking hard. I raped the shit out of her pussy, she felt some soreness and even I felt that. Her pussy began to clamp shut harder, but I forced myself in again.

"Aaaahh." I grunted. "Mmmhm."

She let out another quick moan, "Uh.. mm.. Uhhhh..."

"You like that?"

She was silent, her eyes closed but tears ran down her cheeks.

I bit hard on her left nipple.

"OWWWWW. No more! Please!" she begged. "Please, please."

I continued to fuck her, I did not care. I threw her down the bed once more, she just laid there. Her heart beating fast, she laid on her sides.

"You know you like it."

"No more......" she managed to say, her pussy dripping wet now. "...please, mister, no more."

It was funny how she called me mister, how innocent it was. I bent her down and I plumped my cock in her ass. She screamed, loudly too, but the music in the background enveloped her scream. She managed this time, to move away from me hard. She crawled to the door and I grabbed her legs, pulling on the pantyhose loose further. She continued to walk and I got up, sat on her back. She was motionless.

I moved to her back and stuck my cock in her tight asshole again and continued to fuck her.

"Tell me you like that."

"NO!"

"Tell me you want it, bitch!"

"NO! FUCK YOU, I HATE YOU!"

She tried to turn but couldn't, I was holding onto her breasts and squeezing the life out of her nipples, I then pulled on her hair, hard. "Pull on my hair huh? See how you like it!"

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed, "OWWWWWW. Noooo, please, it hurts-- AHHHHHHH!!!!" I grabbed her neck, I was so close to cumming, I felt it. My balls churned, and my cock stood erect in her ass. I pulled it out.

"AAAAAaaaaahh.." she screamed in relieve that I pulled out of her, she had never tried anal before it seemed.

I jammed my cock in her so hard and so deep, her eyes opened widely and just silent, as if I impaled her with a broomstick or something.

She felt it, I don't know how.

"Please, no!" she squirmed, trying to pull from my cock locking inside her.

"What?" I continue to push in and out of her. My balls hitting her clit.

"Don't cum inside!"

"No!"

"No!!"

"NOOOOO!!!"

I couldn't stop myself, I did not even try to pull out of her pussy. My cock churned, again and again, the release was too much. I came inside her. I filled her cunt with my children. I violated her tight pussy. I fucked her brains out. I treated her like the shit she was. I pulled my cock out and slapped the rest of my cum on her beautiful dress.

"How much was the dress? Haha." I went to the bed, took my clothes and got dressed. "Don't you dare say a word to anyone." I reached my shirt pocket and threw some pills to her. She was laying there now, side ways, curled up. Her dress covered her tight cunt. Her hair was messy, instead of her being all up, and looked like a prom queen, it was spread and loose. Her neck had some redness but not too bad looking.

Her makeup had been blurred by her tears and as I turned around, I went back to her and licked her cheeks.

"I love you, princess." I said, removed the chair from the door, unlocked it and closed it shut.

 

I like that story, makes me horny

 

Thank you, miss. :]

 

Her pleasing not to cum inside of her was great, ahhh !!

 

You're so dirty. :]

 

I am dirty I know, that's why I'm here..

 

I should write more rape, huh? ;]

 

I'd love if you do

 

omg u did it!!1 that was fucking great thanx ^_^ yay a story about me =D

 

Glad you enjoyed it. :]

 

will there be a sequal? =P

 

Only if you fuck me hard enough. :]

 

Wow what a story. I loved it. send me a message thundered

 

Fuck you hard enough? baby id fuck u so hard ud cry.

 

Ouuuuuch, prove it! :]

 

mmm i would if i could! trust me on that!

 

Going to punish me? *innocent smirk*

 

=P i may do

 

Oh shit, sequel soon? ;]

 

It was her own doing, I swear. I contemplated in my own head to what to do: nothing came up. It has been three months since I have talked to her. I have avoided her for the best of my days. Sometimes I see her using the elevator, in which, I took the stairs. I really cannot believe what I had done to Racheal. She was such an innocent girl, I ripped her dress, I forced her to have sex with me. No, I raped her. Some nights I just pretend to sleep, pretend as if nothing happened. As if it was just a bad dream, yeah, yet the memories of her. It was weird that we had not spoke to each other, but what was more weird was how she did not report me. Why?

It was a Thursday night, I'm home alone like always and horny, too.

I sat there on my balcony, the 70 degrees breeze made me shiver, I liked the hot weather, anything cooler tha 80 degrees gave me chills. It was one of those nights where I drank my Heineken in pride, without any thought. Racheal lived right next door, she too had a balcony. She stepped out.

It was pretty late and I had my lights out in my apartment, she did not notice me. She had jean shorts and a cute pink tank top. God, I still remembered that day, how she smelled. How I liked her, and I fucked her. I still remember her tight little pussy wrapped around my cock while she begged "no's" and "fuck you's," it was generic, yet amazing.

I drank my bottle, the taste was delicious, it had that aroma where it could charm you in your sleep. Mmm. I downed half the bottle while staring at Racheal. She still had not noticed me. Her flowing dirty blonde hair moved in sway, I continued to stare. I bit my lips. Fuck, I can feel the effects of the alcohol now. I pulled down my shorts and pulled my cock out from the hole of my boxers. She looked so nice, fucking... She leaned forward, her ass to me now. I still cannot believe she cannot see me. The lights on the streets weren't that dark. It should've illuminated my balcony.

Was she doing this on purpose? She continued to show me her ass while leaning on the railing. I couldn't take it any longer, I even pulled down my boxers. I had one leg up to the railings, and touched my cock. I was rubbing my hard small balls which the blood flowed freely onto my thick cock.

I manage to grab my penis and stroke it a few times. Then she turned around, almost completely facing to me. It is obvious that I was there, I lowered my legs and she finally noticed my shadow. The darkened skies did not help her see me, she tilted her head and I stood up, leaning on the railing looking at her sideways. She stood there, almost like a deer staring at the car lights. She continued to just, stare at me, I pulled up my pants and went inside.

I forgot my Heineken bottle outside so I stepped out again and retrieved it. She was still there, staring at my direction. Was she fucking retarded?

I waved at her and grinned, I wanted her to beg for mercy again. Hahaha, I got back to my room. And I laid there on the bed, sneezed then fell asleep. I coughed a little in my sleep, then I felt a sudden pressure on my bulge. It felt real but I was sleeping so I thought it was a dream. I rolled over, or at least I tried but something held my arms together.

I coughed again then opened my eyes wide.

I could not believe it.

That girl that I raped, Racheal, was now on top of me. My feet were bound to the bottom corners of the bed and so was hands.

"What-- what are you--" my speech was stuttered thanks to the alcohol. My head dazed, I could not really tell what she was doing.

"You did this to me, now you're going to like this, bitch." she exclaimed, and examined my full being. She grinned at my bulge, it wasn't even hard, it was just a bulge. She lowered my pants and jerked my cock upward. I did not like the feeling, the feeling of humiliation. She took out a camera and began taking pictures.

What was she going to use this for?

Blackmail?

She took several pictures, even ones where she was squatting down hard on my cock. The way I could not reposition myself to fuck her made my cock hurt. The pressure on it was immense, I tried to pull my hands away from the bed posts but couldn't. I wasn't just merely tied, I was handcuffed.

She moved her pussy up and down, then grinding it in a circular motion. Fuck. It felt great but the beer throbbed my head.

"Want more, hot stuff?" she removed her pussy then spread her ass, which was twice as tight.

"No. NO."

She plopped down on my cock, the head forcing itself in anally. It felt as if I was fucking a small hole with razorblades surrounding it. Her ass was so fucking tight.

"Owwwww, please." I begged. "Please, Racheal."

She heard none of it, she was too busy fucking me, her moans were loud and clear, demanding at times. Yes, her moans were very demanding. She ran her hands on my chest, playing with my nipples; twitching it. She went down on my nipples and sucked on it.

"Fuck, you fucker!" I shouted.

She bit down on my nipples and twisted it with her teeth.

I continue to moan sharply, then she sat on my face.

"Eat it, bitch."

My cock was hard now, her wet pussy gave me the chills. It smelled so nice, it wasted so raw. My saliva was mixing with her wet cunt. It was so hard to breathe with her ass on my face and pussy to my mouth.

"Oh, that's right you fucking asshole." she had such a lovely voice, and how she treated me like shit was breathtaking. I continued to move my tongue under her with tremendous force, making her moan. She didn't just moan, she screamed. Sher straddled my face and sucked on my cock, which now was blatantly hard.

We were fucking each other with our mouths, then she made a 180 degrees turn and looked at me.

"Who's your daddy?"

"What the fuck, release me!" I yelled, spitting at her.

This only made it worse as she wrapped her cunt on my cock, hard. I was unexpected of this and I opened my eyes wide. My balls could feel the tremendous pressure. My eyes watered with pain, mixed with pleasure, yet, I was content with this.

I was not the rapist, she was.

She rode me like a cowgirl, the ways her pussy moved in and out of me was amazing. She rotated her hips around my hard thick cock. She made me scream. God, it felt amazing. I could not believe her tight little pussy could give me this pleasure.

But I was in pain.

I tried to move my hands and feet again but no avail, she got me this time. I wanted to move my cock out of her pussy. I can feel it. Her hands were now around my neck, I could hardly breathe.

"N--" I said some unintelligible words.

With one hand around my mouth, and the other choking me, almost to the point of unconsciousness, I let out a groaning moan.

Once again, I came inside of her.

My eyes were off to the distant, then I looked at her stomach. "Are you pregnant?" I managed to ask.

She only gave me a grinning smile while she moved upward. My cum dripping from her pussy, and down her legs. My cock was purplish and red, her pussy hurt me so bad. I passed out.