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Do you remember the first time?
By Ashtree
The following is a work of fiction/fantasy. It is not intended to condoneor encourage forced sex acts between women. All characters and events are fictitious
I can still remember the first time I raped another woman, it was a few yearsago but the sexual thrill it gave me is still as vivid now as it was then.You notice I said ?the first time?, the thrill I got I've never been able torecapture with normal sex, so since then I've raped other women on numerousoccasions. What surprised me then but doesn't so much now is how easy it isto get away with. It's certainly easier than if I was a male raping women.
You see what I know now that I didn't know that first time, was that the shockand humiliation of being raped by another woman is usually enough to keep themquiet about their ordeal, I don't hold with this crap about rape victims enjoyingit, I'd hate to think anyone but myself gets any pleasure out of the wholething. So I can only assume it's the shame of the whole situation which keepstheir mouths shut.
Being a lesbian I don't really need to force my women into submission; a lotof them I pick up in gay bars anyway, so from a sex point of view I was usuallygoing to get them naked anyway. But ordinary sex with women bores me, thereis no drug in the world which could give me the high I get out of wrestlingsome poor girl to the ground, stripping her naked and violating her captivebody ? I could crack a feeble joke and say it's better than sex, but I won't
But the other things that always stick in my mind about my first one was howstrange it was; firstly I was only just 16 and the other woman was twice myage, secondly although I'd known for some time before then that I was a lesbianI'd never had any sexual experiences with anyone, let alone another woman,thirdly although I'd planned the actual rape for a few weeks I was probablyas scared as she was while it was going on.
I guess I'll have to set the scene a bit. I was about 14 when I began to suspectI might be a lesbian; I didn't fancy boys as much as I fancied the women aroundme in school or in the small town I lived in, I had a long term crush on thewoman, Angela, who lived over the road from us, she was about twice my agebut every time I saw her I'd get little butterflies in my stomach. As I gotolder I began to play with myself while fantasizing about being in bed withher.
By the time I was approaching 16 I knew I was a lesbian, but in the smalltown I grew up in it would have been virtually suicidal to come out, and beinga very solitary girl I didn't have a friend in whom I could confide anythinglike that, so at weekends I started going to the city about 40 mile from townand buying books about lesbians, but although they confirmed that they wereout there they didn't do much to satisfy my curiousity about what lesbiansactually did. So shortly before my 16th birthday I decided I would visit oneof the sex shops in the city and see what magazines about lesbians there were.
I guess it's fortunate that I've always looked older than I am, so armed witha bit of fake i.d proclaiming I was 18 I entered my first sex shop. I haveto admit it was a bit disappointing, just a few magazines amongst a pile ofvery non-pornographic stuff. The few male customers when I entered quicklyleft, which made my job a bit easier. Ignoring the malevolent glance of theassistant I walked over to the small section marked ?Lesbian?, but before Igot there something else caught my eye; it was a magazine cover showing a womanlying on a bed with her hands tied behind her while another girl was bitingher tits, none too gently either. I immediately felt a tingle between my legs ? thisstruck a cord with me, and I knew immediately that I wanted to be the girldoing the biting. To my delight there were quite a few of these types of magsso I grabbed 3 at random, and hurriedly paid the assistant (who probably mademore from me than he would have done from the men I frightened off.)
I couldn't wait to read this stuff, so I went in a nearby pub, ordered a cokethen went to the loo and locked myself in the cubicle and rapidly opened the3 mags. They were all brilliant; all featuring very beautiful girls capturing,binding up and generally abusing other equally beautiful girls. I could almostfeel the jigsaw pieces in my head slotting into place, very dark thoughts wereswimming round my brain and my hand slipped between my legs in response tothe delightful sensations there. I got so excited that I had to frig myselfoff there in a cubicle of a back street pub in a dodgy part of the city.
I spent the next 6 months constantly re-reading the stories and imaginingmyself in the dominant role, I no longer fantasized about just being I bedwith the Angela; now I wanted her tied and helpless and unable to stop me doingwhatever I wanted. Gradually, what had started out as a nice fantasy to helpme get to sleep became a very dominant thought, I really wanted to do this.At some point over those six months the fantasy crystallised into a definiteplan.
I knew I would have no trouble getting into her house, I had made a falteringattempt at making a pass at her once (well, I'd gone over to see her on someflimsy pretext and hope she'd make a pass at me), and still popped in everynow and again, I also knew that even though she was twice my age I was physicallya match for here- I was always good at sports such as Judo at school. All Ihad to do was make sure she'd be on her own for a couple of hours and thatthere was something in the house to tie her up with. The first thing was easyI just had to spend a few days observing her house to know that her husbandwent out to work at about 8.30 every day and didn't return until about 6 ? perfect.I was also extremely pleased to see her routine never varied either' go shoppingat 9 a.m. back at 10.30 and never went out for the rest of the day
I solved the 2 nd problem by pretending to want to borrow her hair dryer asmine was broken, as I'd hope she took me up to the bedroom to get hers anda quick glance round produced a couple of dressing gowns with long silken sashes.I imagine she thought the broad grin on my face as for the hair-dryer, stupidcow I thought.
During the summer holidays I finally decided to go through with my plan, Iwas alone in the house, both my parents being at work and I was getting increasinglyhorny at the thought of having the gorgeous Angela naked, bound and gaggedin front of me. I knew I had the physical strength to rape her, what I hadto build up was the mental strength as well. One Wednesday I just woke up anddecided to do it.
I spent 90 minutes from 9 a.m. when she left to go shopping, until 10.30 whenshe returned, in an agony of uncertainty. What if she was out for the day?Would I still feel able to do it tomorrow? The relief I felt when she got outof her car can well be imagined. I gave her a few minutes to sort herself outthen took a couple of deep breaths and went over to her house.
At first I'd intended to attack her as soon as she opened the door but somethinginside failed me, and I meekly asked if I could have a cup of coffee. Smilingshe agreed and led me into the kitchen where she was washing up, watching hercute bum in her tight jeans soon restored my resolve and I knew I'd have hersoon. As she made me the coffee I made an excuse to use the toilet which Iknew to be upstairs near her bedroom, I tiptoed into her room and quickly slippedthe dressing-gown cords off and fashioned them into slip-knots (Silently thankingmy parents for making me join the Girl Guides), I slid one under a pillow andslipped the other into my pocket. After flushing the toilet I rejoined theunsuspecting Angela in the kitchen, she was still washing-up so I sat downto drink my coffee and try to focus m mind on the general chitchat she wasoffering. It was no use my mind was fixed on her body, while her conversationwashed over me I felt a sudden detachment as I stood up quietly, felt in mypocket for the cord and prowled towards her.
I pinned her against the sink and grabbed her arms and pulled them behindher, she was too surprised at this point to even struggle or cry out as I heldher wrists tightly and slipped them into the cord and pulled it tight. Nowshe began to struggle, but I pressed her harder against the sink easily subduingher feeble efforts.
?Jenny, what are you doing? Let me go at?? This was all she got out beforeI cupped my hand over her mouth.
?Shut-up bitch, I've got you now and I'm going to rape you? With my free handI picked up a carving knife from the draining board and held it against herthroat to reinforce my power ?And you aren't going to stop me, are you?? Sheshook her head in agreement, her eyes wide with terror at the sudden turn ofevents. At least there was one of us who thought I might use the weapon.
I moved my hand from her mouth and grabbed a handful of her golden hair causingher to cry out in pain, I could already feel my pussy tingling so wanted toget onto the real action straight away. I pulled her away from the sink and,with the knife still at her throat, started to guide her through the house,at the bottom of the stairs I let the knife drop and pushed her upwards, asher gorgeous bum waved in front of me I couldn't help myself from suddenlypushing her onto her face on the stairs, sliding my hands round to unfastenher jeans and, as soon as they became loose pushing my right hand inside themto feel her bum-cheeks, her knickers felt silky and flimsy and then I pressedmy crotch against her bum as I came. I nuzzled my mouth against her ear andmuttered ?Christ I've wanted to do this for so long, Angela, and we've gotall day.?
I pulled myself up from her, and then slid one hand under her waist and grabbedher hair with the other and dragged her to her feet, I just wanted to get herinto the bedroom and stripped off now, she was sobbing as I pushed her up therest of the stairs, leaving the knife behind me ? it had done it's job.
We crashed through the door into her bedroom and I let our momentum carryus over to the bed and I made sure she fell on it with me on top. I held hervery tightly and buried my face in her long, blonde hair.
?Jenny, please let me go.? She wailed. This display of helplessness merelyserved to fire me up more.
? Shut it, you bitch, do you really think that now I've got you here I'm goingto just let you go?? I told her sharply, ? I'm going to enjoy every minuteof this?
Then I started to undress her, I took off her shoes and slid her jeans downand off, then I ran my hands over her flimsy knickers before giving them aquick and savage tug, which to my immense satisfaction ripped them clean off.As I caught my first glimpse of her pussy my own started to ooze again, butbefore I could spend too long gazing at it Angela started to try and get up.
?You're going nowhere, you slut.? I shouted at her and threw myself acrossher, pinning her down while I rummaged under her pillows for the bind I'd hiddenthere earlier. I showed her what I'd found and mocked her in a sarcastic tone. ?Oh,Angela, look what I've found. I do believe you were expecting me.?
The look of shock, astonishment and dawning realization that I'd planned thiswas written large across her face, but I had no time to dwell on it as heldher ankles together and bound them tightly with the cord. I could have justleft her wrists bound as they were, but I wanted her totally naked so I tooka bit of a gamble and rapidly untied her wrists and started to pull her t-shirtup and over her head. I was lucky that she seemed to be in some sort of stateof shock for she made no real resistance, which was probably just as well,and didn't seem to object when I unhooked her bra and let it fall from her.Then I pinned her wrists together again behind her and secured them with thecord. Now she was mine, now I could savour her.
As she lay trussed up on the bed, I stood in front of her and started to undress,chiding her all the while. ?Christ, you're stupid Angela, you could have madeit really difficult for me then, but you just blew your last chance of escapingwhat's coming to you.?
Whilst I was saying this I was getting down to jut my knickers, which werealready quite damp. I knew immediately where they were going to go. I drewthem off me and climbed onto the bed next to poor Angela holding them veryvisibly.
?Open wide, Angie, I've got a treat for you.? Instead of her mouth openingwide her eyes did instead, but it only too a second to force her jaws apartand stuff my wet panties in.
?No, no Jenny, no no nnnggghhff?
The sight of her lying naked on the bed, ankles bound and her wrists pinnedbehind her back, tear stained eyes looking up at me and only a few muffledsobs coming from behind the gag which was made from my own wet panties almostmade me come on the spot ? the feeling of power created a sexual surge which,to be honest hasn't really abated to this day. All my plans of taking my timeand enjoying her at my leisure went straight out of the window. I pushed herflat on her back by her shoulders and covered her face in kisses, her tearstasting like sweet salt. My breath was coming in shallow gasps now as my excitementmounted.
She tried to turn her face away as I brushed her lips with mine so I grabbeda handful of her hair and gave it a painful twist which produced a satisfyingsqueal from behind her gag. ?Hold still, Angie. This is just getting good,? Igrunted as I kissed down her neck and shoulders towards her breasts.
For the first time in my life I was kissing another woman breasts, and therewas nothing she could do to stop me. I kissed and licked each one with a frenzy,squeezing the nipples between my teeth, relishing the reaction I could producein my captive as I bit harder. I dropped one of my hands between my legs torelieve the delicious throbbing there and fingered myself towards an orgasm.As the climax overwhelmed me I bit down hard on Angies's breasts causing herwhole body to buck. I wrapped my legs around hers partly to pin her down butalso to rub my pussy against her thigh as I came.
The only two sounds in the room were my panting and her sobbing.
?Jesus, Angie, that was incredible.? I gasped. For a minute I lay on top ofher feeling her squirming underneath me. ? Oooh yeah, I like that.? I teasedher as her thigh slid against my pussy. Then I remembered another thing frommy magazines ? spanking.
? Hey, Angie, ever been spanked?? The frenzied shaking of her head told methis would be fun, so I forced her up until we were both sitting side by sideon the side of the bed, I put my arm round her shoulders and kissed her onher cheek, ignoring her attempt to pull away. Despite her struggles I forcedher down over my lap quite easily.
?God, you've got a beautiful bum Angie.? I told her, quite truthfully as Ilusted at her behind, I couldn't resist running my hands up her thighs andsqueezing and then viciously pinching her lovely buttocks, the effect on mycrotch as hers was forced against it was tremendous.
?Well a spanking it must be then, since you have no objections.?
I spanked away for what seemed like ages; all the time reveling in the wayAngie's bum jiggled thus way and that in a vain attempt to avoid my hand. Eventuallymy hand ached too much to carry on and I had to stop. I ran my hand down herlegs and then forced it between them at her knees, then began to slide my handup towards her pussy.
?OK, bitch, you say you've never been spanked, ever had a woman touch yourpussy?? Her muffled protestations became muffled shrieks as I forced firstone then two fingers into her dry pussy. The bitch wasn't enjoying this atall, I thought, what the hell, I certainly was.
I pulled my fingers out and pushed her onto the floor, which she hit witha sickening thud, I sat astride her back in an instant and pulled her headup by her hair. ?Don't like it, huh? Will you like it more when you have tolick my pussy? You'd better like it, you whore.? Then I grabbed her round herwaist and forced her back onto the bed on her face so I could examine my handiworkon her bum. Even though it glowed red it was still lovely and I couldn't resistkissing and licking her thighs and buttocks, then biting them to produce moreof her delicious wriggles beneath me, I pushed my thumb against her anus watchingfascinated as it seemed to wink at me. That would be worth exploring in future.I slid a finger inside her pussy again and moved it around until I felt a definitewetness. ? Oh Angie, if only you'd told me you like this I'd have raped youa lot sooner.? I laughed.
I could feel another orgasm coming on, so I rolled her onto her front andforced her lips apart and pulled my panties out, she gulped deeply a few timesbut not many as I held her head steady by her hair and forced one of my breastsinto her mouth. ? Suck it, suck it.? I gasped and pinched her inner thigh tomake sure she did. And she did, God, it was heaven, just like I'd always imaginedher tongue would be. Pausing only to switch breasts I forced against her complianttongue, this was too much and I knew I had to move on quickly. I swiftly movedup her body until my thighs were astride her neck and my pussy was only inchesaway from her mouth.
?Please, Jenny, no, no, don't make me? The tears welled up in her eyes asI lowered my wet lips onto hers.
?Lick that, baby.? I grunted and twisted her nipple hard ?Lick it, or else?
She had no option, and I felt a tentative tongue probe my wetness, an electricshock ran through me as a woman licked my pussy for the first time and I guessit was due to my inexperience that I came immediately, I clenched my legs onher face and pushed it into my pussy as I arched back.
It was intense and by the time I let Angela come up for air she was almostsuffocated. I slumped down across her, my lust finally spent. My thoughts finallycame back to reality. What would happen when I let her go? I'd just committedrape and she could very easily go the law. I decided to play the little girlcard. I began to get dressed, watching her with as cold a look as I could muster. ? Don'tthink about telling anyone about this? I warned her ? I'll just say you seducedme into an S+M thing that went too far. Face it, Angie, your twice my age,who'd believe you??
I loosened her bands enough for her to struggle out and walked out of theroom then my bravado left me and I hurtled down the stairs and ran home.
I must confess I spent the next few days in a state of absolute terror, expectingthe Police round at any time, but as the days went by a creeping realizationdawned on me that I'd got way with it. I knew then that women would never admitto being raped by women, a whole world of opportunities lay in front of me.
A week later I put this theory to the test by going back over to Angela'sfor coffee. I was right, she didn't say a word about my attack on her, butmerely chatted away about this and that before I tired of it and dragged herupstairs to have my way with her again. And that's the way it was for the restof the holidays, I had sex on tap whenever I wanted and however I wanted, sometimesrape, sometimes just dominance, because I know now there is a difference. EventuallyI tired of the fact that Angela let me have her, a dark desire was on firewithin me, and I knew that the only way I could get satisfaction was by takingwomen on my terms not theirs.
As I said at the beginning Angela was my first but by no means my last. Thenext time I might tell you about what happened a year later when I bought myfirst vibrator and paid a visit to the home of one of my teachers. See youthen.
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