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Daisy was planning a leisurely evening when she was assulted
I can’t believe it is happening to me.

My name is Daisy Daniels. I’m thirty-three years old, divorced three years, no children, one cat and a decent job. I live alone in a small house that I got in the divorce. Of course, I got the payments, too.

It’s Friday evening and I’m looking forward to relaxing with a hot bath and a few glasses of Merlot while I watch a nice romantic comedy. I’m ready for the weekend.

As I walked in the door nothing seemed amiss. I entered the kitchen and put my purse and cell phone on the table. Then I was hit hard from behind. I was sprawled across the table when I felt his weight on my back, pinning me down.

“Don’t scream and don’t fight and you might get out of this without getting hurt,” he whispered in my ear.

“I’m going to remove your clothes now. Don’t fight me and I won’t get hurt you.”

He pulled my top over my head and unfastened my brassiere then reached under me and fondled my breasts.

“Nice tits Daisy. I’m going to enjoy playing with them. Now lift your hips, the slacks are coming off, too.”

I lifted my hips and felt my britches being pulled off. Although I still had on my panties I knew that wouldn’t be the case for long. You may ask why I complied so complacently and so readily. It’s simple. I knew I was going to be raped. I figured if I complied I’d only be raped, not beaten and raped or raped and killed. It was a case of self preservation.

He rubbed my bottom and stroked my pussy through my panties.

“Love your ass Daisy. Are you a virgin back here?”

In a quivering voice I answered, “Yes, my ex-husband tried but it hurt too much. Please don’t do that to me.”

“Daisy baby, we’re going to try everything. You won’t be a virgin when I leave. Now lift your hips again and let’s get shed of your pretty panties.”

He rolled my panties down and spread my legs, rubbing me and fingering my clit. He was trying to “warm me up” but it wasn’t having much effect. It’s a bit hard to be responsive when you’re trembling with fear.

“Daisy we’re going to go into the bedroom. I think it will be more comfortable for both of us. I’m going to let you up now. Do not look at me. Walk directly to the bedroom and take a pillow case off the bed then put it over your head.”

I did as he instructed.

“Now, since you’re not getting wet, I guess we’ll have to get lubricated another way. Kneel on the floor and lift the pillow case up above your mouth.”

He forced his penis through my lips.

“Now suck, baby. Let me feel those lips. Get me good and wet.”

Several minutes later he pulled out of my mouth and lifted me up on the bed. He pushed me over backwards and hoisted my legs over his shoulders forcing my knees back to my chest and exposing me completely. I felt him probing me with his cock then he thrust into me.

“Ooooo I moaned.”

I was still dry and my saliva wasn’t enough. He was tearing me. I guess my blood provided sufficient lubrication. He began to stroke into me more easily. He was fairly large; much larger than my ex-husband had been and it hurt a lot at first. As he continued to fuck me I could feel myself becoming slicker. Even though it was rape, my body was starting to respond.

“Beginning to feel it Daisy? Feels good doesn’t it. Baby you’ll even like it when I take your sweet ass.”

Reminding me that my ass was his didn’t help. Nonetheless, I was responding to his penetration. I was thrusting back at him and moaning in pleasure.

“Come on take me deeper. Oh, fuck me hard.”

Pushing my legs even further up he began really pounding me. I could feel him banging against my cervix. That hurt a little but I was beyond caring.

“Oh my God, I’m cumming, fuck me, fuck me,” I begged him.

I climaxed explosively, soaking him, me and the bed clothes. God that may have been the best release I’ve ever had.

As I lay panting, he pulled out. He was still rock hard.

“You didn’t cum, why not, you didn’t like it? I thought it was great. Do you want me to suck you some more?”

“No Daisy you don’t need to suck me. I loved your pussy but I’m saving my cum for your tight little ass. Where can I find some KY jelly or something like that?”

I told him that there was a tube of KY in my night stand drawer. He took it out and asked, “Why do you keep this here. Do you have a little fun with your vibrator?”

Shyly I admitted that I did.

I had sat up while we were talking. He again lay me back on the bed and spread my legs.

“I’ve just got to taste you Daisy,” as he began to eat me.

My ex hadn’t believed in oral sex. I’d never experienced the pleasure that tongue, lips and teeth could deliver. When he began to nibble on my clit I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. I wrapped my thighs around his head and held him tight against me as I blasted my climax in his face. My tummy was aquiver and my cunt was pulsating. I nearly fainted.

As I lay with a satisfied smile on my face he said, “Daisy baby, for a rape victim you seem to be enjoying this a little too much.”

I just smiled.

He stretched across and picked up the tube of KY from the night stand.

“Come here and lie over my lap while I get you ready for the main event.”

I crawled over his lap. He slapped my on the ass but lightly, playfully.

“OK spread ‘em, I need to get you ready.”

I felt him open me up and squeeze the cold jelly onto my rosebud. He fingered it into me and added more, slipping a second finger in. After pumping me several times he lifted me from his lap and sat me on the bed next to him.

“You’re ready and I’m going to make it easy for you. I’m going to lie on the bed. You’ll squat over me and take me in at your speed. You ready?”

“As ready as I’m ever going to be.”

He lay back on the bed and I positioned myself over him. I guided his cock so that it was poised at my very private hole then I eased down on him.

“Ummm I moaned.”

It hurt going in but it was bearable. Once the head had slipped in it began to feel nice. I sat down on him taking his entire length. Then I began to pump him.

He had one hand on my breast rolling my nipple between his fingers while the other hand stroked and played with my clit.

I wasn’t going to last very long, between his cock up my ass and his hands playing with all my other wares, I was on the verge of getting off. I started really riding him hard. Between pumping up and down and squeezing his cock with my internal muscles, I was milking him pretty good.

Just as I climaxed, he grasped my hips and pulled me down on him. I felt him swell as he sprayed my bowels, his hot cum filling me. It was simply spectacular! I’d never felt anything like it.

As I lay on his chest I felt him soften and fall out.

He lifted me off and got up. I heard him dressing.

“Daisy, keep the pillow case on for five minutes. Then you can call the police if you want. By the way, I found your key under the flower pot out front. If you leave it there I’ll be back.”

I heard the door shut and lay back on the bed in thought, screw the police, the flower pot stays.

anonymous readerReport

2012-04-18 15:39:28
Anon reader the had the college rape. Why not post your story on your own all in one shot.

anonymous readerReport

2010-09-19 15:45:42
that will cause problems for sure. I didn't mention that my 'boyfriend' is now divorced. Neither of us have children yet. I have decided to leave my husband and go to the man I love. My family will disown me, I fear, but I can't help it. The man who raped me 8 years ago, when I was a college freshman, is the man I love. Besides, his cock has spoiled me for any others, nobody else has ever compared to how big and how skilled he is. I know I am pregnant with his child, because my Dr. calculated and I had to have gotten pregnant when hubby was in Europe on business for 2 weeks. I was fucking my big black cock during those two weeks.

anonymous readerReport

2010-09-19 15:40:35
My parents never knew about him, but his knew about me. They wanted him to settle down with a nice black girl. Gradually we did break up. We both married others, in our own race. One night my husband was gone on a business trip, and I had just gone to bed. I never locked our patio door because we were in a small safe town and I never thought about it. I woke up to someone kissing me and then to a cock in my mouth. I knew that taste! My college lover had found me, and it was soooo good to taste him, to feel his huge cock inside me again. Hubby was gone for a week, and my lover and I fucked the whole week long. This happened only 7 months ago. When my husband came home from his trip, he was horny, and I had to fake being excited about his 5 thin inches. My black lover had relocated to a large city nearby, and we continued to meet and fuck. You see, I love him. My husband is so excited because we found out that I am 7 weeks pregnant. I think the baby is black, and...cont

anonymous readerReport

2010-09-19 15:33:00
walked out from between some buildings on campus, there were trees and shrubs around. He grabbed me and I was about to scream for passersby to help, when he leaned down and kissed me. My knees got weak and I hungrily kissed him back. He asked if I wanted more, and I said 'yes, i do'. We went to a secluded spot on campus, outside, dark, and we fucked again. He said he had been craving my white pussy ever since he saw me in the cafeteria one day. I was a freshman, he was a senior. We started fucking every chance we got, and I can't tell you how good his huge cock felt in my little pussy. I wasn't on birth control at first, so we had several pregnancy scares, and one real pregnancy. My parents had NO idea I was seeing a black guy, they would have died, but when I got pregnant we decided to tell them that I was going to keep the baby. Sadly, I did miscarry, and we both cried. We kept dating and screwing even after he graduated. Both of our families hated interracial dating. con

anonymous readerReport

2010-09-19 15:24:08
I was raped when I was a freshman in college, but it wasn't a violent rape, and I was embarrassed that I ended up loving it. I was asleep in my dorm room and someone came in, got on top of me, started pulling my panties down and telling me to not yell and he wouldn't hurt me. I was scared and crying, he rubbed my pussy for a bit, then ate my pussy, and I was ashamed that I came when he did that. Then he got on top of me, put his HUGE cock in me and fucked the hell out of me. I loved it and I fucked him back. It was dark in the room, but I could make out some features. I was no virgin, but I'd never had a cock this big, at least 10 inches and so thick, almost like a cola can. I saw that he was a huge black guy. I didn't report the rape out of shame, and the next day in the cafeteria I saw a guy at the jock table looking at me. It was him, he was one of the star football players. A couple of nights later I was walking back from the library to the dorm and he.......cont

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