A Year of Rape
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I have a problem. I like to make women in my family drink my cum. It started when I was 13, and I am 28 now. Mother, sisters, aunts, cousins, even close female friends and coworkers have all tasted several mouthfuls of my creamy sperm in the last 15 years--without their knowledge.
I guess it was harmless enough at first, but it has been getting worse. I know I have crossed the line, but I can't stop. I kind of stumbled into a near foolproof way of raping women that I know, and not getting caught. I'm going to teach you how to do it, safely, effectively. It's up to you, if you want, you can believe this is just a story.
Heh.
I call my technique "The Rules Of Rape."
It's important that you follow the rules carefully, or you will probably get caught.
My mom was my first victim. I guess I had been masturbating for about a year. The women in my family tend to be blond, attractive and athletic--good genes. My mom has 3 sisters and all of them have at least 1 daughter over the age of 12. Also the guys seem to marry women just like that. Didja ever notice that pretty women, tend to have pretty friends... who sleep over, come to parties, and get tipsy, etc?
Anyway, I was jerking off for about a year, two, maybe three times a day. At first I just thought about a pretty girl, and BANG! But slowly, I began to need... props, visual aids. Playboy was good. Petty Girls, naked--yum. But it wasn't enough, I wanted to see pussy-pink, so on to Penthouse. Better, but Hustler was better still.
Rule #1: Do the Laundry
I was over at a friend's house and saw my first porno movie. It was Marilyn Chamber's "Insatiable"--Holy shit did she make me cum. Soon even that was not enough. I was wacking off in the laundry room and saw one of my mom's bras, clean fresh, folded neatly. On a whim I rubbed my cock inside the cups and came hard. Another day I tried her panties and came again. For a while I went to the laundry, or her underwear drawer and went wild. The problem was, I was using her clean undies too fast.
"I thought I washed my black bra yesterday? Damnit somebody threw it back in the dirty clothes."
So I started finding her dirty panties. Sometimes I caught them when she had just taken them off. Warm and full of her pussy smell. After I came I washed them out, but there was still a problem.
"Why are my dirty panties always so wet?"
I realized that if I continued, sooner or later my mom was going to figure it out.
Then it happened, the first time I really crossed the line.
Rule #2: Brush Every Day.
I was using the Master Bathroom, cuz my sister was hogging ours.
"John, hurry up in there, I want to brush my teeth and go to bed. I have an early day tomorrow!"
For some reason I looked at her toothbrush and got a wicked thought. I wanted my mom to swallow my cum, to brush her mouth with my cum, to scrub it in. The idea got me hard and I quickly shot a load all over her toothbrush. I cleaned up the handle and made sure it was worked into the bristles good.
"The bathroom is all yours mom, nite."
I need to explain WHY this works. Think about what you do when you brush your teeth. First you wet the brush to loosen the bristle. Then you cover it in toothpaste. They never taste the cum! But damn it is a sexy feeling knowing your mother has swallowed your spunk. It became a regular ritual. I decided that every day some woman in my house had to drink my cum, EVE-ry day. Usually it was my mom or one of my sisters.
Then my older sister's best friend started sleeping over a lot. She was almost 17 and had a boyfriend that her parents did not approve of. Every chance she got she would stay at our house so she could sneak out to see him. Beth and Kim have been best friends since the fourth grade. My Parents had a strict 10 PM curfew so Beth's folks felt ok about her sleeping over at our house.
Rule #3: Special Sauce
My sister Kim is a tall, leggy blonde that guys drool over (Who could blame them?). Beth is a short red head with big tits, a pretty smile and a low, sultry voice. I had a painful crush on her that I tried hard to hide. It was ok when I only saw her occasionally, for a few minutes. But then she started sleeping over, hanging out so often... my fantasies got out of control.
She drank my cum for the first ime when I was 15. My sister was on the phone in the other room, and Beth had left her glass of iced tea unattended while she went the bathroom. I did not waste the chance. I started jerking off immediately, and came in her glass of tea... I stirred it quickly and sat down on the couch across the room.
"How's the tea Beth, does it taste good?"
"Mmm, nice and tart, just the way I like it."
Watching the woman of my fantasies drink my cum--and like it was
amazing. Every chance I got I'd cum in her food or drink. I knew right away that I wanted to fuck her. I'd never have a legit chance with her... so it would have to be rape.
It took months, but I finally got my chance.
Rule #4: Take Your Medicine
My mom has always had trouble sleeping, and my dad has a very bad back that acts up sometimes. I got a new camcorder for Christmas and I decided I wanted to strip my sister naked while I fondled her little pussy. I had been trying to catch her changing, or coming out of the shower--with no luck so far. She always wore that fucking robe, and she always locked that fucking door.
Kim was allowed her first real drink at the New Years Eve Party. My parents had gotten pretty drunk and had a house full of company--they were not paying any attention. Like any 16 year old's first experience drinking, Kim got sloshed.
"HAPPY Nyrz Johnny boy, I lub youuu! Teee heee", she said as she gave me a slobbery kiss on the cheek.
When I realized how drunk she was I raced to my parent's medicine cabinet and got 2 Percocets, and an Ambien. I crushed them to a fine powder and when she was not looking, sprinkled them into Kim's cup of champagne.
I watched her carefully and soon she started getting sleepy. I don't think she wanted my parents to find out how drunk she had gotten, so she wobbled, dizzly upstairs to bed.
It was only around 11pm, and I knew my Parent's would be busy well after midnight. I waited a few minutes then I got my new Camcorder, slipped into Kim's room--and locked the door.
She was out cold. Her top was off, and her jeans were undone, but still on.
I stripped her, I stripped her naked--completely naked. Then I filmed it.
"C'mere slut, get those panties off and spread your legs for me. I wanna smell your pussy. Kim, KIM do you like it when I rub your clit? I want to fuck you so bad... but I can't risk it. Do you mind if I just suck these fat titties for awhile? I promise I'll lick your pussy good in a few minutes, but I want your tits now."
It was fun talking to my sister like that, and it made great audio for my little movie. Kim's nearly bald pussy tasted so sweet, I ate her for about a half hour. My face was slick with her juices. I kissed my big sister all over, and even got film of me sucking her salty ass. I slipped out just before midnight and got my digital and polaroid cameras. I spread Kim wide and took dozens of pictures of her blonde, naked body. Finally I straddled her and began to tit-fuck those 34 Ds. I got several closeups of my thick cum all over her tits and face. My favorite shot was when I plopped my fat 6 inch dick on her helpless mouth, while it was still oozing cum.
Then I cleaned her up, sprayed lysol, and pulled her Jeans back on. I took my cameras and locked her door.
Champagne (any alcohol really), 2 Percocet, and 1 Ambien (2 to be safe)--perfect. She never stirred, never suspected. I could have done anything I wanted to her.
The next morning she just thought she had a hangover, she blamed it all on the alcohol. It is one of the primary rules of Rape. If you can drug the woman AFTER she begins drinking, she'll never suspect. That's how the Rules of Rape really started. As I got older I began covering my victims eyes with masking tape, just in case they somehow woke up.
The pictures are a nice backup. If every, fucking thing goes wrong, and she finds out--you can still blackmail her. The first thing I did the morning after was upload her digital pics to an amateur, nude website I know. (Some people have asked for the address. Usually I say no, cuz you can see her face... if I get to know you maybe. The video is off limits though, cuz you can see me in the mirror.)
I began to take one pill from my mom's Ambien bottle every month. My Dad was easy, he only had severe pain once or twice a year. Each time the Doctor just wrote a new Percocet Rx for 30 pills, no refills. I was able to swipe an expired bottle with about 22 pills in it to start my collection.
I knew if I was careful, patient the opportunity to drug a woman would come again. By then I had set my sights on Beth, and I would do more than take pictures.
A lot more.
Rule #5: Good Night, Sleep Tight.
"Ok Beth we can try it, but we have to be back by 10. If my car is not in the driveway, my parent's will freak... I don't know, I don't handle alcohol very well, sigh ok... but not too much," Kim said as she hung up the phone.
This was it, this was my chance to get that hot little slut. I already knew Beth was sleeping over, and now I knew what time to wait for them. Around 9:45pm my sister and Beth got home, giggling. It was obvious that they had been drinking.
"Shh! I don't want my parent's coming in here... WE're HOME Mom,
goodnight!"
The girls could be heard snickering drunkenly as they got ready for bed. I had learned to undo the simple courtesy lock on Kim's door when I was a kid. I waited about a half hour for them to settle in, got all 3 of my cameras and slipped "the surprise" in my pocket. The sight that greeted me when I opened the door almost made me cum. My Sister and her best friend were sound asleep in her queen sized bed. The house was quiet as I sneaked into her room and locked the door. The girls were, very drunk, but they would never sleep through what I planned to do to them.
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I pulled the throw blanket up under my chin and rolled over in frustration onto my side to face the TV. I had shut it off hours ago in my sleep, but now the silence was deafening. I grabbed the remote off the coffee table, got more comfortable on the couch, and turned the television back on hoping that some late night infomercial would bore me to sleep. Some Billy Mays wannabe rambled on about tins that make tortillas into taco bowls and I slowly drifted off back to sleep. I never heard the...
‘Smack!’ Wan Ling hit the wall and slid to the ground. Around her, classmates formed a wall around her, most of them folding their arms and shaking their heads. Mei Lin, the class monitress stepped up. “Chen Wan Ling, we have found you guilty of theft from no less than 5 classmates, with possessions totaling to hundreds of dollars. For your misdeeds, you shall be punished.” Wan Ling looked upwards at the other girl in fear. Mei Lin stepped back, dispersing the class a little....
??????????????? ??????????????? ??? First We Talk. Then I Rape. Page 1. ????????? ?It was time for our first conversation.??? ??????? ?I had them both, mother and daughter, kidnapped and completely under my control in my secret holding place far from prying eyes or where anyone might hear their useless screams for me to stop or for help.? I'd had them this way for several hours by now, and it was time to get on with my plans. Get my balls rolling, so as to say and I really looked...
SUPERIOR COURT TRIAL PART 99 JUDGE POMPHREY PRESIDING Clerk: People vs. Charles Friendly, Statutory Rape, your honor. Judge: Prosecutor, good to see you again. Defense, welcome to my court. That is the defendant, I take it? And the supposed victim, this is she? Prosecutor: That is correct, judge. The State will show that Mr. Friendly, 18 years old at the time, had unlawful intercourse with Miss Cherry Diddlins, then 14 years old. Judge: Defense? Defense: We are ready, your honor. Judge:...
Copyright© 1990 - All rights reserved He didn't even see her at first. She was behind a counter and invisible. Then she came out from behind it and drew his eyes. She was short, maybe only five feet. Her face was narrow but very pretty, pixiesh, cute like he liked them. She was petite but it looked like she was pretty well built, even if it was all downsized. Her breasts were probably not that big but looked pretty good on her narrow chest. She had big green eyes, or maybe it was just those...
I was looking for a new girlfriend, but you know how it is, when I was in my recent long term relationship, I was always seeing available girls, now I had split with Trish, I was seeing none. I was at this party with my flat mate Phil, when this pretty thing in a red dress gave me the eye. Oh my, she looked nice, not tall, probably five one, five two at the most, but boy was she stacked. Her large tits were overflowing her low top and a pair of shapely thighs appeared from under her short...
Note to the reader: This story deals with a fictitious football game that never actually took place. So, please don’t bitch that the scoring drives depicted never actually happened between the Cowboys and Giants. If you don’t want to read about a husband watching his wife have sex with another man, then don’t read this story. You have been warned. The start of the NFL season was coming up. I decided to have a little party to celebrate and watch the first Sunday games with my buddies. I...
This past weekend, he went out of town with a couple friends of his on a guys' getaway, leaving me at home alone. He left on a Friday afternoon and told me he would be back Sunday night. I went about my day on Saturday pretty much like usual, shopping and running errands, and returned home around 10PM after having dinner with a girlfriend of mine. I was in bed by 11. I had been asleep for an hour or so, when I was jarred awake by a man yanking my head up by my hair and clamping his hand over...
Sanjay also Jlvoan of my youth could not escape. Excuse me again and again to things that either comes into the room himself, or takes call me. Dole was in his mind with my sexy antics. Sanjay has it that I was waiting for action. Mom left Dad's office after the change and only shirt I would wear was. In Paante wore not. Was therefore not used to wear a long shirt pajamas. Because of this flexibility of my Cutdon, Bubs was the move and sees flexibility of body. I wanted it in some way and...
Chapter One I sat in the back of the seedy run down bar. I was scanning for my next victim. The bar was full of rough looking people, dock workers, construction crews, and few biker types. This was my kind of bar, but I was not looking for a rough type tonight. I was looking for someone craving some excitement, someone you would not expect to see in a place like this. I sat there for a few hours, watching the strippers and sipping a few beers. I was watching the strippers on stage,...
Introduction: True story about my first time. ****This is a true story of my experience. I do not condone rape, this was the most horrifying yet erotic experience of my life. What happened to me 10 years ago is as follows…**** My very first job was at a tanning salon when I was 16 years old. I was not the type of girl that had a lot of experience with guys, in fact, I had only ever kissed one guy up to that point. My mom was very strict so I wasnt allowed to have boys over or go out with them....
WHC - The Date Rape by Jennifer Allison Lesley received an urgent call from Chris, one the private detectives. That works with the Woman's Help Corporation, or the WHC, for short. Lesley along with Chris and Sharon, Chris's partner and two doctors help formed the WHC. Lesley's mother helped finance at first, but after the first couple of clients the WHC started paying for itself. "Lesley, I need the help of WHC. Or I should say my sister and my niece does." "If you think...