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I didn't really mean to do it.It's not as if it was something I was planning to do, or anything. I wasjust presented with a possibility and then all the pain, anger and shit juststarted to explode me. Anyway, I was trying to cool off when I went frompissed to furious in about 2 seconds – all the time it took for meto see her and mistake her for who I thought she was. Hell, maybe I had actually'planned' it; it just didn't turn out quite the way it was supposed to. Iguess you'll have to be the judge of that.

Marcy and I had been going togetherfor about a month and I had taken her all sorts of great places: you know,all the places a girl wants to be taken and the places she wants to be seen.I mean, we hit some of the fanciest restaurants in Jersey and so many ofthe hot bars and clubs I can't begin to tell you! I even took her to someof the off-Broadway shows that she wanted to see. Bottom line: I spent afortune wining and dining this girl. It wasn't bad at all, though. She wasdrop-dead cute with the thin figure, dark hair, and a very curvy body forsuch a small Korean girl. Guys were always catching a look at her and, sometimes,they'd even make sure I saw them doing it, offering a knowing smile or awink just to let me know they were thinking the same thing I was thinking:this is one hot bitch and she's got to be an animal in the sack. So, I wasplenty happy dropping all the spare cash I had on Marcy and showing her offaround some places I wouldn't have been caught dead popping into otherwise.And Marcy seemed to enjoy herself, too. I mean, she walked like she knewshe was being watched when we get in public, showing off her figure and beautifulsmile. She didn't seem all that upset that she was getting out to placeswith a guy who looked like me, either. I mean, I'm no movie star or jockbut I've got what most girls say is a large measure of both looks blendedtogether: about 6'2", 195 lbs. and a well-groomed, light-skinned Black complexion.In other words, I get a lot of attention – I don't need to beg forit - and I've never been long without a woman, you know? I got more thanmy fair share of bitches but I did it with class; I wasn't out there justtrying to bang everything I could get so I took 'em out, went places withthem, showed them a good time before I got to 'open the ol' prize package'.I think I did pretty damned good with 'em horizontally, too, you know? I'mno John Holmes but I've got a fair 9" of "pleasure piece". No complaintsthere.

So what the fuck did I do wrong,man? I come to her place with flowers before an evening planned to includeanother 4-star dinner, some clubbing around the 'invitation only' placesI've got friends, and then the 'payoff'! I mean, this was the nightand I deserved ittonight! Hell, I'd paid for it, hadn't I?

Well, the little bitch had ESPor something because she caught drift of my intentions long before I gotto her place. So, I pull up in my taxi, jump out, stroll up to her apartmentbuilding's gated door, and ring the bell. It takes way too long for a replywhen I'm expected so I ring it again, a bit concerned she's going to be lateand I'll have to let the cab go or pay for a long wait. I'm just about toring it again and lay on the fuckin' thing when I hear the speaker clickon and then Marcy's voice. She's sorta giggling and asked who it is so Isaw what the game is: she's pretending she doesn't remember we're going outtonight and wants to play with me. OK, that's cool and two can play thatmess so I tell her I'm the pizza guy and I've got the order for #216, herplace. She giggles some more and I thought I heard something strange justbefore she replied to come on up and 'deliver' as I hear the buzz to unlockthe outer door.

I take the stairs to the secondlevel and walked down the hall towards her door and get that funny feelingagain as I get there. I don't know why but I did. If I had followed thatfeeling, would I have knocked on the door, kicked it in, or walked away?I'll never know because I was 'still playing the game and knocked as thepizza delivery man'. There's a lot of giggling from the other side of thedoor, some scrambling around and the door opens widely to reveal Marcy wrappedin a bath towel but completely dry. I would have been pissed thinking aboutthe cab and all but she was beaming that smile that I wanted to fill withcome of my 9" so I just reached out with the flowers and said,

"Surprise! No pizza!" and pushedthe door the rest of the way open and walked into the apartment. Well, I'llbe damned if there wasn't some huge Black sucker sitting on the loveseatin nothing but his boxers and grinning at me like a Cheshire cat. It's liketime completely froze up and I still standing there, holding flowers likean idiot, mouth hanging open. Then they both start laughing at me. Marcy'salmost doubled over as she staggers back to the loveseat and crawls up ontothe punk's lap, losing the entire top of her towel's cover while doing soand rubbing her bare breasts against the punk's chest.

"There's been a slight changeof plans, homeboy". The guy's voice is booming and I beginning to get theimpression he's neither all that uncomfortable to be caught in his shortswith my nude girlfriend nor worried about what I might do about it. I stillcan't believe it and, through the sound of blood rushing through my ears,I can barely hear Marcy say,

"Yo, Kevin, honey. No pizza, noparty. So, uh, why are you here?" Again there's that laughter like the bestjoke in the world had been told. Shit, I guess I was thebest joke in the world.

"Why are you doing this, Marcy?" wasall I could stammer into the peals of hilarity. I got the picture; I justwasn't able to wrap my mind around it fast enough. Oh, but they helped mealong with that right away.

"Yo, K-Dog, man. You been replacedand I'm waitin' for some pizza so you just passing by or what, man?" NowMarcy's laughing her ass off (letting more and more of her towel slip down,revealing her entire back and upper hips) and the grin on this punk's faceis so haughty and self-assured I just wanted to put my foot in it.

"So, it's like this, man? Youjust come in here and fuck my woman for me to see and humiliate me? Man,that's just plain wrong, punk. Just plain wrong."

As soon as the word 'punk' cameout of my mouth, the expression on the punk changed. It didn't loose itsswagger but the smile froze there for a second and his entire body tensed.Marcy noticed, too, and lessened her mirth a notch while wrapping her armsaround him, loosing the entire rest of her towel in the process, revealingthat body I had only had the chance to dream about over $75 dinners and $20drinks. Her ass was absolutely stunning and I wanted a piece of it so badat that moment that I almost forgot why I was seeing it. Marcy reminded me:she slid a hand down the front of Mr. Punk-ass' chest and down into his shorts,pulling them away from him in the process and revealing a thick tool I reallydidn't need to see. But they both were looking at me looking at it and thehysterical laughter from both returned in full. I could feel the blood rushingto my face as I tossed the flowers down in the doorway. And for a split second,I thought about the blade I always carry strapped to my side. I'd never havedone it (At least, I don't think I would have.) but the thought of showingit to them just before I let it fly – hoping to hit either one of them – crossedmy mind. Then I just turned around and walked out, leaving the door wideopen and feeling as well as hearing their glee on my back.

In the halls, doors were openon both sides of Marcy's opened door with people looking out into the hallto see what was so damned funny. What they saw was a badly shocked guy, dressedto the nines, with the beginnings of tears in his eyes. Most of them guessedthis wasn't a good time to join in the amusement but more than one staredwith smirks, obviously having heard enough to know the entire story. It waslike walking a gauntlet as I opened the door to the stairs, this time, forthe last time. I wasn't at all sure I could walk down one flight but I sureas fuck wasn't going to stand in that hallways and wait for the elevatordoors to open.

By the time I reached the curbof the street, I had $50 in my hand. The cabbie looked a bit confused butI opened the back door, reached inside, and tossed the cash on the back seat(since the cab had a protective window between the driver and the passengersections. I didn't bother to close the door before I turned and started walkingdown the street. It was summertime and the late evening heat was just enoughto make walking miserable but I found a smile on my face that fought backthe tears of humiliation.

When I got home (easily two hourslater), I saw that smile and, for the first time in my life, it was hatedbecause it was nothing more than a fuckin' lie.

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Everything was cool for abouta day and then I started remembering all the places Marcy had talked aboutgoing and how she got there. The one that stuck in my mind the most was thesubway from uptown to the southern suburbs. I couldn't remember why she saidshe took it and I never knew what time of day she did. I don't know why Istarted taking it, either. I wasn't about to try to see the bitch again andI wasn't going to get into some bullshit on a train. But I was possessedwith taking that train and looking, constantly looking for that long, blackhair and that thin, curvy figure.

Then, one day, I saw it. I wasn'tstanding more than two feet away from her and my heart just about jumpedout of that same lying smile I'd had plastered on my face for weeks. I sawsheet music in her hand and knew Marcy wasn't a musician. Then, looking ather a bit longer, I realized this girl (and she was a lot younger than Marcy,maybe late teens at the most) defiantly wasn't the bitch who'd intentionallyhurt me so badly. Still, I was drawn to this girl who looked so much likethe Marcy I last remembered totally nude with some punk-ass' cock in herhand. So, I commented on the music she held when she caught my eye. I couldsee she fell for my charm almost immediately and we chatted for a few minutesbefore she came to her stop and went for the door. As soon as she did, Iwent for the other door, rudely pushing my way through the crowd and justgot to it as it closed. I was furious and immediately hit the door. For somereason, it opened and I rushed out, looking for that familiar hair and bodyagain and hoping it wasn't looking right at me tumbling out of the trainafter her. But, twice in a row, luck was with me and, like the door openingwhen it wasn't supposed to, I saw the girl walking out of the terminal theopposite direction and I was easily able to follow her un-noticed throughthe crowds.

That wasn't so easy when she turnedtowards her apartment: nobody was nearby and I quickly closed the gap betweenus, not know what I was going to do or even why I was doing it. She onlyturned around right as she opened the outer door.

"Oh! You live here, too?" justflowed out of my mouth and the carefully locked look of mild amusement onmy face was have reassured her because she didn't seem too shocked to seeme. She smiled with almost the same radiance as Marcy had and I knew rightthen and there what I was going to do. Why I was going to rape this girlwas now clear to me: I was going to be raping 'Marcy' for never giving methe chance to get what I'd paid for, what she had just given away to somestranger. And I was going to get everything I could get from this cute littlebitch if I couldn't get it from the whore that deserved it. Nevermind thatthis little girl had done nothing to warrant being fucked by force for someoneelse's bullshit. I was gonna get something bought and paid for at the expenseof any bitch available. The fact that this one happened to look like Marcywas just a bonus.

"No, actually I'm house-sittingfor a relative who lives her but she's away on vacation." I was getting ahard-on just thinking how easy this was going to be! And, while in the elevatorand looking down at her in her light summer tank top and shorts, I was gettinghotter by the minute. I could see the outline of a bra and panties but thatjust got me hotter, thinking this isn't 'some whore I was going to get';this was a more pure and innocent example of the bitch gender. And just beingone of those, she deserved everything she was about to get.

We walked right up to the apartmentdoor while still chatting and she turned to say 'goodbye' just as she openedit. A quick look up and down the hallway just before she had turned I wascommitted. I quickly pushed her through the opened doorway and into the apartmentin less than two seconds. She opened her mouth to yell and all my anger forMarcy just exploded out of me. I punched this girl in the stomach and herscream died in its birth. She doubled over and fell. I pulled my blade andknelt down besides her, telling her that screaming again wouldn't be a goodidea and I may have to cut her if she tried.

She didn't have her breath backyet so I decided to make sure what she'd told me about being there alonewas really the truth. I pulled her to her feet, feeling her warm tender bodyagainst me, and started walking her through the apartment, sightseeing andhoping not to meet anyone she didn't think was here.

We took the tour slowly and quietly,the knife always close enough for her to think it was coming the second shetried anything. As I pushed her forward feeling her tight ass against mystiffening groin, I got too hot to wait any longer and reached under hertop to play with her tits. Beneath the light top, they didn't look anywherenear as large as they were in my hand and I was doing a lot more gropingher than looking around the apartment but we went through every room andthere was obviously nobody there. All the personal pictures were of peopleother than 'tonight's toy' as well. Along the way, I told her just how muchshe was going to enjoy this, how much she was going to remember this dayforever. She was crying by then but I didn't care. As long as she had a healthyfear of what I might do, she'd be more willing to do what she wouldneed to have to do.

We worked our way back the bedroomI'd already searched and I easily tossed her onto the bed. She looked fantasticthere: hair in disarray, scared and crying. I had her clothes pulled offin no time at all and I was once again taken by her beauty. Apparently Asianof some sort, she was exceptionally well proportioned with a breathtakinglyattractive body. She started to curl up a bit so I climbed onto the bed,pinned her on her back and pulled a belt from a robe to tie her hands overher head.

Seeing her that way – completelyhelpless and totally in my power – brought the anger back out of meand I wasn't very easy on her when I started to kiss her and she pulled away.And now her crying was getting on my nerves so I slapped her (a bit harderthan I intended) and warned her to stop crying and start kissing me likeI was kissing her. To her credit, she pulled herself together and did a damnedgood job kissing me. I mean, I was all over her mouth with my tongue andlips but she went right along as though she was totally in love with me orsomething. It was incredible and we kissed for a long time, almost like loverswould. I had my eyes closed a lot and, when they were, I was kissing Marcylike I used to kiss her: the way we kissed before she decided to show justhow much of a bitch she was.

The kissing got me completelyinvolved in this girl,tho, and I was all over her large firm breasts soon enough. They tasted abit salty from the heat but that flavour led quickly to something vaguelyakin to cream. I just couldn't get enough of them but my hands began to wanderand they soon found her lightly unshaven cunt,the pubic hair so fine that it almost looked like very fine down. I rubbedher pussy lightly for a while and found her vaginal opening to be exceedinglyhot and tight. It was like feeling up a girlfriend I had as a teenager butI went a lot further this time than then. This time, my fingers found theirway inside and I began to gently finger-fuck her until her pussy opened likea rosebud becoming soaked and increasingly inviting. When my fingers werecompletely wet from exploring around inside her, I showed her just how muchshe wanted to be fucked. On impulse, I pushed a sticky finger into her mouthand made her taste her own pussy, sucking her juices off it before I returnedto my examination of my 'toy'.

All this playing with her bodygot mine in high gear, you know? So, I untied the little bitch and pushedher onto her knees beside the bed. I sat in front of her and told her tosuck some cock. She was looking at my raging hard-on with a look of disgust.With my temper so close to the flash point, that pissed me off again andI slapped her hard once more. This time I meant for it to hurt and it clearlydid. The girl opened her mouth immediately and I took that as a good opportunityto push her head down hard, ramming my cock into her mouth. Once it was inthere, she did what she was told to do and, in seconds, I was in bliss. Alfirst, I let her do all the work and just sat there enjoying the feelingof her tongue rubbing the bottom of my cock with her lips pressed tightlyaround a good portion of it. Then I couldn't stand it feeling that good andremain dormant any longer. I started fucking her face while I leaned backand watched. Seeing those pretty lips and that cute face stuffed full ofmy prick didn't take long for me to feel the rush coming. I knew I was goingto cum less than 5 seconds before it started but I was able to lean forwardand grab the back of her head, forcing it down as hard as I could while pushingmy cock up high. The cum was epic and I must have damned near choked herfrom the blast and the fact that most of my cock was now rammed down herthroat, pumping its load in waves of pleasure. I held her head there untilI got the last of the cum down her throat before pulling her on the bed tolay down beside me.

As soon as I lay next to her,the feelings of remorse and anger collided in my conscious and I startedspouting off about Marcy. Before long, I had told this stranger most of thedamned story while holding her as if she were my new lover and was willinglyin bed with me. But talking about what a fuckin' bitch Marcy had been broughtout all the times I had been screwed over by other women, too. Just layingthere next to the girl I had just raped in the face showed me that I hadbeen played for a sucker many a time and I hadn't even noticed it! The madderI got, the more I wanted this hot little bitch to pay for all the bitcheswho had fucked with me over the years. I finally got her name out of herJacelyn and I told her that I loved the way she looked, all the while imaginingthat I was talking to Marcy and planning her rape instead.

I moved back to Jacelyn's breasts.They still tasted as fine as before and I played her juicy pussy with myfingers as I sucked those nipples and nuzzled her breasts. Those nipplesstayed in my mouth for a long, long time before I got interested in whateverthe flavour was that I'd forced her to taste. I moved down her body, carefullykeeping an eye on her for any sign of her deciding to take a notion of movingaway. She didn't seem to have any more fight in her so I was comfortablewhen I'd gotten my face above her still damp cunt. I looked at through thesparse, soft hair surrounding that perfectly shaped hole and thought howmuch I had jerked off to images like this when I was young and lookin' atdad's skin mags. Jacelyn looked just fuckin' succulent and I had my mouthnear her clit for barely more than a moment before her aroma almost mademe loose my mind. If I thought her tits had tasted fine, the scent comingfrom her crotch was better than the most tender of steaks! I spread openher taut thighs widely and buried my face in that sweet cunt. I'm a pussyeater from way back man, ya know, but this was by far the best piece of assI had ever had the privilege of eating out! My tongue was lapping up thefinest wetness on the planet and I kept my face pressed tightly between herthighs, eating her out far longer than I would have chose to, being thatI was raping this girl and didn't need to be doing this for her pleasure,ya know? But I couldn't help it: this was just too good to stop licking andsucking until I had gotten my fill. Jacelyn didn't seem to mind what I wasdoing at all. She wasn't showing any overt signs of sexual stimulation butshe wasn't trying to pull away from my mouth, either. I know she was diggin'it and I was playing the sucker one more time by coming here to rape theshit out of this whore but I was getting her off instead. I just didn't wantto stop and I fingered her while I flicked her clit with my tongue; I playedwith her clit while I tongue-fucked her pussy. I was just having far toomuch fun to pull my face out of that lovable hole! In fact, the only thingthat stopped me was the fact that my cock was starting to hurt again andthat meant it was telling me to get busy and work this bitch.

I finally got so hard that therewas no way for me to stand it without getting some relief so I climbed overJacelyn and pressed her to the bed with my entire weight. Her eyes widenedwith the knowledge that she was going to get raped with the thing she'd hadcrammed in her face and I grinned at her expression of dread. Feeling herbreasts and fully erect nipples under my chest, seeing the cute face withfear broiling just below the surface, and still tasting the juices of herpussy in my mouth, I slid my cock along the length of her crotch and easilyfound the place my face had so reluctantly departed. As soon as the headof my cock touched her vagina, I slipped into her. I wasn't as brutal asI thought I would be, thinking I would be raping some bitch in vengeance.But I went into her all the way and looked into her eyes. There was no morefear showing behind them and, in fact, she was starting to look resignedto the fact that this was going to happen to her no matter what she thoughtabout it. Seeing that look of tolerance got me wanting to rub it in (so tospeak!) so I told her to tell me how it felt. I wanted to hear her say shewas just begging to get fucked and, like other whores, just didn't want aguy to get any pussy without a fight. I was pleasantly surprised to hearher say it felt very good and she liked it. Just as I had suspected but Ididn't believe she'd cop to! I couldn't help smiling while I dragged my cockback out of her tight cunt and slowly re-entered her. It was just as tightthe second time as the first but it was getting wetter. I didn't spare asingle inch and pushed my entire cock into her with each forward thrust,pleasantly (for me) bottoming out by pushing my cockhead against her cervix.And each time I moved into her, she moved with me as if she wanted to befucked as much as I wanted to fuck her. Again, nothing overt was happeningbut I could tell she really wasn't upset about it.

Again, I surprised myself by theway I was acting. There was no hint of anger in the fucking; I was doingit as though I love this bitch and she didn't deserve that at all! I keptup the long slow rape for a while and still there was no indication thatshe didn't want it to go on forever.

I decided I would show her justwhat I was capable of doing: I pulled back and rammed into her with all theforce I could. Her eyes closed a moment and there may have been a small flickerof pain under the lids but they opened immediately and they locked on mine.From then on, it was all about fucking the shit out of the bitch. I tooklong hard strokes, slamming into her as deeply as I could get my entire cock,and maintaining a pace that rocked her entire body back and forth with asexually intoxicating motion. Jacelyn's tits rolled back and forth and lookedlike a best sight I'd seen under me ever. The way her legs were slightlylifted and widely splayed was the very picture of submissive perfection.And they way her cunt felt… Shit! This was the best pussy of my lifeand it was all because I got punked by some other bitch and her newest pimp.

Well, I didn't look at a clockbut I should have because this was a marathon to remember. I reamed thattwat for the longest time I've ever gone in one penetration. It was makingbetter noises than I'd heard in pornos by the time I'd had enough to feelthe urge to give this whore a fresh load of my cum. The slapping sound ofmy belly hitting hers, the repeated rhythmic smacking sound of our thighscoming together, and the natural juiciness of Jacelyn's pussy making sweet,sluicing, and resonant music pushed me to the brink. I squeezed her entirebody as tightly as I could, as if she'd try to get away from me and I wasn'tgoing to even let her wiggle. I heard myself groaning loudly and my hipstook on a life of their own as they uncontrollably hammered my cock in andout of the raped cunt under me. Surging gobs of cum were dumped into Jacelynfor so long I didn't know I had that much inside my balls. In seconds, Ifelt the semen flowing out of the miniscule spaces between my bloated penisand her tightly stretched vagina, running down my balls and surely drenchingJacelyn's ass as well.

The end of my orgasm was one last,violent thrust which left my crotch locked to hers, my cock seeping the lastof its gifts all the way to the furthest reaches of the girl's vagina.

When I had pleasantly recovered,I retied Jacelyn to the bed's headboard and took a beer run to the kitchen.Sure enough, there was a 6-pack of cold bottles waiting for me so I grabbed4 and returned to the room and to the sight of a beautiful young girl layingin a puddle of fresh spunk, fixed in place for anyone who wanted her to comeand get her. She looked even more pretty after the rape: her colour was high;her long black hair had that sexy 'nicely tousled' look about it; and hernipples were firm, dark and sensual.

I sat on the edge of the bed,untied her, and popped the top on a beer. Thinking back to when I first sawthis bitch, I said,

" Ya know? I was lookin' at youand I could see that you really wanted to fuck me as soon as our eyes locked.Something about the way you stared at me, I guess. And the way you were dressed… Don'tyou know you're just asking guys to wanna get a piece of ass from you? Walkingaround looking like some kind of uppity 'fuck-puppy' just makes guys wannafuck the shit outta a girl like you. Here, have some beer." I had guzzledthe first bottle and I was on my second, only just then realizing that Iwas soaking wet with sweat from the rape. The beer really hit the spot butJacelyn wasn't taking the one in my other hand. Getting pissed again, I toldher,

"Take it and drink it. I'm notasking." She got the hint like a good little girl and opened the bottle.We sat there drinking: me, finishing second bottle and working on the third;Jacelyn nursing the one she had but making sure she had it in her mouth eachtime I look at it. Well trained in seconds, just like all the good bitchesare. She actually agreed with almost everything I said. I know it was bullshitjust to keep me from reaching for the blade but it was good to hear it anyway.With the buzz I was getting, it was nice to hear a woman at least soundingreasonable for a change.

The beers worked their magic andI was itching to feel that mouth of hers around my cock again so I told herto suck some more and the good little bitch knelt right down and startedworkin' it – no hesitations this time! She actually seemed to likethe taste of her own pussy's cum mixed with mine while she did a commandrepeat performance of an oral pole dance.

Wonder of wonders, though! Lookingat Jacelyn's mouth doing its thing and feeling her tongue circling my cockheadgot me hard yet again – a bit unusual for me but not out of the realmof possibility. I didn't feel like moving so I pulled Jacelyn onto her feetand sat her down in my lap, impaling her on 'my latest contribution' to hercunt. I bounced her up and down for a bit and her messy pussy made it easygoing for both of us. But I was tired of doing all the work and she was theone who was going to pay for that so I told her to fuck herself on my cock.She didn't seem to understand that I wasn't asking a question so I had toreiterate my directive – loudly. And, like most women, she startedmoving when hearing a voice with some authority behind it. She wasn't allthat good with the up and down motion but the one she used, sort of a backand forth thing, wasn't half bad. It kept me hard and felt good so I justsat there and let her do the driving while I watched her tits sway and herfantastic hips rock to the beat of her raping herself. I didn't want anythingmore than that in the entire world and I would have been content with herjust feeling the sensations but 'all good things cum to an end' (Ha!) andI suddenly did just that, right up that same hot & tight fuckhole. Itwasn't as hard or as long as the others but it was charming watching herlook down and see what it looked like to have a cumming cock rammed up hercunt.

I was definitely feeling the beersand I couldn't help feeling that Jacelyn and I were going to make it somehow.I mean, some raped girls fall for the guys who raped them, right? I was thinkingabout how beautiful and what a completely sweet and sexy piece of ass sheis. All the other girls I had been with her shit compared to this one whohad to pay for the scum who had trashed me before her. I was telling herabout that and why I thought she was special to me and we needed to staytogether and go out. But I knew I was rambling and there wasn't a chancethis lying bitch was gonna forget about 'our first date', even if she didsay all the things I wanted her to say. Nope, this girl was just a hole forme to rape and I didn't feel like havin' it end yet.

"Suck me". Simple command. Simpleresponse. On her knees, Jacelyn did her magic once again and I wasn't evensurprised to see that I was responding to her ministrations one more time.

"Get on the bed, on your handsand knees." She didn't hesitate but I did see a disturbed look in her eyes.Let her worry! I planted her behind in front of me, rammed my still-ragingcock into her nicely presented pussy, and fucked her for all I was worth.But I was looking down at her ass the whole time. It looked so wonderfulwhen I saw it the first time in those shorts I'd ripped off her. But now… nowit looked like something I just needed to have. A nice piece of ass? Sure!That's what I really needed to fuckin' punish the bitch, didn't I? I pulledout of her pussy and placed the head of my cock against the tightest holeimaginable and slammed forward. We both grunted with the blow that did littlemore than push her forward. I pulled her back and rammed into her again.This time, I got the head of my cock about halfway inside her asshole. Eventhat much brought the most exquisite pain from both of us and the groansin the room were doubled in volume. I heard her say something but I was toobuzzed and far too eager to understand it. I held onto her ass with one handthis time and reinforced my cock with the other as I pushed forward yet againwhile pulling her back. The success was almost worse than the last failure:the pain I felt was unbelievable and I almost screamed. My only redeemingquality was that Jacelyn had buried her face in a pillow and I was rewardedaudibly when she actually did scream. It was muffled and she was smart tomake it that way. But, this time when she spoke, I understood what she said:

"There's some lotion on the endtable. Use that and you can get in. Please, let's use the lotion, OK? Please…"

"OK! OK! We'll use the fuckin'lotion!" She got a small gob of it in the palm of her hand which then sherubbed on her asshole. Since I was hurting as much as she was, I told herto lube my cock as well, which she did. I pulled back again and, this time,my cock forced its way into her shithole. Again, we both moaned loudly fromthe massive pressure of the penetration but I wasn't about to stop this!Seeing my cock disappear in Jacelyn's ass was the crowning glory of the night!I was still in a lot of pain as my cock was crushed where it entered themuch-too-small orifice but the visual was amazing. Jacelyn now had her facepressed tightly into the pillow but her moans and groans were as loud asmine were as I reamed her ass. It took a long time but, eventually, she goteither looser or wetter because the passage became smoother though stillmassively tight. I held onto both her hips with my hands as I fucked herbutt. On and on, I went into her: digging my way as far inside as possibleeach time I pushed. The sight of the small anus being raped so unmercifullykept my cock hard for as long as I wanted it to be. I couldn't see Jacelyn'sface or her tits but I could see her ass as it was speared with the mostbrutal fucking I could give it.

Looking to the side, I was rewardedwith a view in the mirror: one big Black man pulling a small Asian bitchback onto his huge cock and bouncing her forward again for another thrust.I could now see the nipples I had sucked: still hard as rocks and movingwith the motion of their owner's raped body. I could see Jacelyn's hair cascadingaround the pillow her face was obscured by. And I could almost see Marcygetting what she deserved: the most violent rape her slutty mind could imagineand more. I could almost hear her begging me to just stop and forgive herfor her bitchiness. I could almost feel her butt being plugged by the cockshe had denied her cunt – the same cunt she had offered some punk-assmotherfucker for free! And I could almost feel the cum gushing into Marcy'slying, worthless butt while I ground nine inches of pure torture halfwayto her stomach! What I actually did see was my cock twitching as it triedto force my last droplets of semen into Jacelyn's upturned bottom. We wereboth all but screaming now and I fell atop Jacelyn's back when I finallycouldn't maintain my balance anymore.

I stayed buried in her ass fora long, long time; both of us were now gasping for air and dropping perspirationlike rain. It took a while but I was eventually able to lift myself off thegirl's back and force my prick to return to me from the vise-like grip ofthe anus I had just raped. Even the withdrawal caused enough pain for bothof us to cry out again but it was worth it for me. I rolled onto my sidebefore getting up and redressing, all the while watching Jacelyn lay on herstomach with my cum draining from both her asshole and her cunt.

I returned to the bed to warnher that I could see this apartment easily anytime I wanted to look. If Isaw the police anywhere near there, I come back and work on her entire familythe next time. I really didn't know what I was saying and, later when I thoughtabout it, it was laughable since I knew she didn't live there anyway. Butit was the threat that mattered and that seemed to get through to her justfine.

Retying her to the bed, I lookeddown at her one last time and left. I hadn't tied her tight enough to holdher for long so I split right away, stopping only long enough to get thelast two beers from the refrigerator.

I didn't take the train this time.I started walking in the opposite direction and caught a cab out of the neighborhood.

I never did see Marcy or Jacelynagain because I moved to Nevada and took up working in casinos. I figuredit was as good a place as any to settle down. What I hadn't figured was that,between Las Vegas and Reno, there were a lot oflittle desert towns where a girl or two might be caught just a bit unawareand I could rape 'Marcy' over and over again. I mean, isn't raping one bitchthe same as raping another? I mean, really?