The Stronger Sex
We were naive, foolish, and any other adjective that fits the bill for getting ourselves into this situation. I'm angry at Jilly for suggesting it and Diane for agreeing all to readily, claiming it would be a walk in the park. Three silly teenage girls, all dolled up for our prom night and looking for a silly kick to make us cool in the form of a recreational pill and a hot date with the guys we had picked out before hand, to round the night off.
There was a pub in the lower side of town that well educated and refined girls like us should never venture into, but the source of the recreational pills were there to be bought, we had the money, but lacked the experience and know how, so Diane, the braver of the three of us went into the pub and stupidly asked a coloured guy, who was standing at the door if he knew anyone.
He sized then us up and smiled, "Sure wait here", he replied looking furtively around before going inside and leaving us standing there wondering if we had done the right thing.
He reappeared a few minutes later and called Diane over and said something to her, pointing across the street to another building that looked deserted. Diane returned and breathlessly told us we could make the purchase out of sight in the building opposite and when I sensed fear and voiced we should just leave, but both Diane and Jilly were hyped up, we had come this far, so why give up now?
We all walked across the street in our dresses and heels, myself feeling queasy in my guts, but following the girls because I was curious as to what it was like to take a recreational pill, and what it might do later on with the guy I planned to be with.
There was a slight spit of rain in the air so we stood in the close entrance of the building, in the dim light when the door opened in the pub opposite and a dark figure, not the same guy we met originally, but a bigger hulkier guy came across and hemmed us in the entrance, "Who wants the stash?" He looking into my face then the other girls one by one as if sizing us up, he really did look frightening and I almost wet myself and wished not to be there.
Diane bravely put her hand up and he pushed through us and ordered us to follow and as we did our heels clacked on the concrete as we followed him like sheep to the slaughter.
He opened a door and stood to the side as we walked in and then he closed the door behind us and again pushed into a room and turned on the light, "In here", he barked as we filed in and saw him for the first time, tall, rugged and muscular, not someone you would wish to meet in a dark alley, which ironically was where we were at.
"Your first time?" We all looked confused at his question, "Taking drugs?" Jilly fired back and we all nodded yes, one after the other. He opened a drawer and brought out a tin box, opened it and took out three small plastic bags each containing one pill, and threw them in our direction on the table.
He then went to a cabinet and took out a bottle of alcohol, "What's the occasion girls?" Diane picked up the bags and handed one to myself and Jilly and we started to put them into our purses, but he stopped pouring himself a drink, and stared menacingly at us one at a time, shook his head, "Sorry but you swallow them before you leave". I looked at Jilly, her face had drained of colour and then at Diane who was trying to explain that we would take them later on, but he was having nothing of it, "If you get stopped outside by the pigs, they will find them on you and I'm fucked", which made sense, as we looked at each other, just swallow them and get to fuck away from here asap.
Diane aske for some water but he opened the whiskey bottle poured himself a glass and handed the bottle to Diane, who put the pill into her mouth and took a large swig from the bottle before handing it to Jilly who did likewise and then to me, who followed, even though I hated the stuff, I took a mouthful and swallow everything, before putting the bottle back onto the table as he looked at us more slowly and deliberately, but now something was happening to me, i felt light headed and euphoric, it made me laugh which made the other two giggle too.
"There it's working already girls, you all feel it" and he walked over to Diane who was looking unsteady, he grabbed her and started kissing her full on the mouth and she just stood there her arms down by her side and now Jilly was on her knees and trying to steady herself.
I felt like I was floating and talking nonsense, but felt no fear, as I watched Diane's dress fall to her heels to reveal her lingerie of garter belt stockings and skimpy bra and panties, he was going to r*pe us and I felt nothing, but steadied myself to watch.
He ripped her panties off and they just gave way as they were so flimsy.
She was across the table, passive and ready as I watched him strip off until he was naked, lifting her stockinged legs high into air, he was inside her and began fucking her, holding her hip to stop her sliding off the table, their skin colour mesmerized, his blackness to her pink whiteness, as he pounded her and her loud moaning was either pain or pleasure, I did not know, but knew I was going to find out.
He bent down for Jilly and pulled her to her feet and then like Diane she was naked bar her stockings and he began using her as both girls lay on their back on the table.
I looked on the floor at the expensive ball gowns they had bought, their torn panties now useless and their brassieres broken and pointless. The fucking was both powerful and beautiful as he mover between the girls, the table moved violently as he thrust into each in turn, "Get your clothes off" he barked at me, but I was feeling sick and wanted to throw up, but them he was coming towards where I stood, I saw his cock for the first time, like a baseball bat it swung from side to side, shining in the lamplight being reflected with the wetness of my friends cunts.
Now it was my turn and I felt a few rough moved and realized that I too was now naked, all the time I took earlier on to dress nicely was now wasted as I was on the floor with him on top of me and then the penetration, it felt warm and filling, nice would be a word i would use and then it was over, I got the load.
He picked us up like rag dolls and sat us on the couch, side by side al naked an just lost in space, while he called his friend to come over ad have some fun with us.
I passed out and in from reality each time the room was full of black dudes all laughing and hearing both of my friends making sounds as these men took turns with us.
I finally came too and realized it was daylight and we were in a park, still naked and clutching each other, our clothes were in a pile with empty bottles strewn around, and our pussies full of black men's sperm.
People will tell you that it was our own fault for taking drugs, too much booze, dressing slutty and even starting the whole process by simply thinking about having sex at the end of the night with three guys who did not know the treat that was intended for them. The black guys selling the drugs to a girl who was desperate for a fix, especially three young and very beautiful white chicks who were going to get their silly pussies fucked by simply being there asking for it, WTF was going through our minds to even think pimps were nice guys in the first place?
To be honest, R*pe fantasies are real and a lot of girl have them, I confess I did, especially when I anted to cum quickly with masturbation. I watched really hot movies with great and controversial r*pe scenes, way back with Jodie Foster having her knickers ripped off on that pin ball machine and being watched by men queuing for their turn, it became a solid 10 for me at thirteen, in the school toilet with my fingers down the front off my panties wanting and aching for cock. The movie Irreversible and the extended spit on her ass and stick your cock up it, I used my Lelo in a similar way, even matching his thrusting into her and don't get me started on the "I Spit on your grave" franchise.
I have engineered sex with men who think I was way out of their league for a fuck kind of girl. Not unlike famous women when you read their biographies how they too went out to dangerous places so men could attack them and fulfill their need for a bit of rough sex against a side alley wall, or allowing black men to use and abuse them, as happened in my first story, as women we all need to feel the need for good sex, and to be dominated, as in a r*pe fantasy, or a daddy complex, coupled with mild BDSM.
My mother and I along with her older richer brother drove into the local Tesco's supermarket for the Christmas shopping. I was angling for money to buy presents, but had no cash, so mother suggested I play her brother, "He adores you", she told me, and suggested I sit in the car with him and play him for a handout. She left us and suggested we join her later in the cafeteria, after openly telling me she had no spare cash to give, letting her brother know I was on the lookout for a handout.
Right on cue, once mother had shut the door, he wanted to know more about my financial situation, and gave me an offer I knew meant sex with him. He sat there for the next fifteen minutes and let his niece pleasure him with with my hand mouth, pussy and ass, and I fucking enjoyed it because everything about it was different, wild, and illegal by law and moral standard.
How many girls are fucked by uncles, brothers and cousins, millions are and most of us want it and go engineering easy pathways for male family members to get it. I honestly believe it's us women who control the sex men get or take and we do it because it's us who want it more than guys realise.
There was a pub in the lower side of town that well educated and refined girls like us should never venture into, but the source of the recreational pills were there to be bought, we had the money, but lacked the experience and know how, so Diane, the braver of the three of us went into the pub and stupidly asked a coloured guy, who was standing at the door if he knew anyone.
He sized then us up and smiled, "Sure wait here", he replied looking furtively around before going inside and leaving us standing there wondering if we had done the right thing.
He reappeared a few minutes later and called Diane over and said something to her, pointing across the street to another building that looked deserted. Diane returned and breathlessly told us we could make the purchase out of sight in the building opposite and when I sensed fear and voiced we should just leave, but both Diane and Jilly were hyped up, we had come this far, so why give up now?
We all walked across the street in our dresses and heels, myself feeling queasy in my guts, but following the girls because I was curious as to what it was like to take a recreational pill, and what it might do later on with the guy I planned to be with.
There was a slight spit of rain in the air so we stood in the close entrance of the building, in the dim light when the door opened in the pub opposite and a dark figure, not the same guy we met originally, but a bigger hulkier guy came across and hemmed us in the entrance, "Who wants the stash?" He looking into my face then the other girls one by one as if sizing us up, he really did look frightening and I almost wet myself and wished not to be there.
Diane bravely put her hand up and he pushed through us and ordered us to follow and as we did our heels clacked on the concrete as we followed him like sheep to the slaughter.
He opened a door and stood to the side as we walked in and then he closed the door behind us and again pushed into a room and turned on the light, "In here", he barked as we filed in and saw him for the first time, tall, rugged and muscular, not someone you would wish to meet in a dark alley, which ironically was where we were at.
"Your first time?" We all looked confused at his question, "Taking drugs?" Jilly fired back and we all nodded yes, one after the other. He opened a drawer and brought out a tin box, opened it and took out three small plastic bags each containing one pill, and threw them in our direction on the table.
He then went to a cabinet and took out a bottle of alcohol, "What's the occasion girls?" Diane picked up the bags and handed one to myself and Jilly and we started to put them into our purses, but he stopped pouring himself a drink, and stared menacingly at us one at a time, shook his head, "Sorry but you swallow them before you leave". I looked at Jilly, her face had drained of colour and then at Diane who was trying to explain that we would take them later on, but he was having nothing of it, "If you get stopped outside by the pigs, they will find them on you and I'm fucked", which made sense, as we looked at each other, just swallow them and get to fuck away from here asap.
Diane aske for some water but he opened the whiskey bottle poured himself a glass and handed the bottle to Diane, who put the pill into her mouth and took a large swig from the bottle before handing it to Jilly who did likewise and then to me, who followed, even though I hated the stuff, I took a mouthful and swallow everything, before putting the bottle back onto the table as he looked at us more slowly and deliberately, but now something was happening to me, i felt light headed and euphoric, it made me laugh which made the other two giggle too.
"There it's working already girls, you all feel it" and he walked over to Diane who was looking unsteady, he grabbed her and started kissing her full on the mouth and she just stood there her arms down by her side and now Jilly was on her knees and trying to steady herself.
I felt like I was floating and talking nonsense, but felt no fear, as I watched Diane's dress fall to her heels to reveal her lingerie of garter belt stockings and skimpy bra and panties, he was going to r*pe us and I felt nothing, but steadied myself to watch.
He ripped her panties off and they just gave way as they were so flimsy.
She was across the table, passive and ready as I watched him strip off until he was naked, lifting her stockinged legs high into air, he was inside her and began fucking her, holding her hip to stop her sliding off the table, their skin colour mesmerized, his blackness to her pink whiteness, as he pounded her and her loud moaning was either pain or pleasure, I did not know, but knew I was going to find out.
He bent down for Jilly and pulled her to her feet and then like Diane she was naked bar her stockings and he began using her as both girls lay on their back on the table.
I looked on the floor at the expensive ball gowns they had bought, their torn panties now useless and their brassieres broken and pointless. The fucking was both powerful and beautiful as he mover between the girls, the table moved violently as he thrust into each in turn, "Get your clothes off" he barked at me, but I was feeling sick and wanted to throw up, but them he was coming towards where I stood, I saw his cock for the first time, like a baseball bat it swung from side to side, shining in the lamplight being reflected with the wetness of my friends cunts.
Now it was my turn and I felt a few rough moved and realized that I too was now naked, all the time I took earlier on to dress nicely was now wasted as I was on the floor with him on top of me and then the penetration, it felt warm and filling, nice would be a word i would use and then it was over, I got the load.
He picked us up like rag dolls and sat us on the couch, side by side al naked an just lost in space, while he called his friend to come over ad have some fun with us.
I passed out and in from reality each time the room was full of black dudes all laughing and hearing both of my friends making sounds as these men took turns with us.
I finally came too and realized it was daylight and we were in a park, still naked and clutching each other, our clothes were in a pile with empty bottles strewn around, and our pussies full of black men's sperm.
People will tell you that it was our own fault for taking drugs, too much booze, dressing slutty and even starting the whole process by simply thinking about having sex at the end of the night with three guys who did not know the treat that was intended for them. The black guys selling the drugs to a girl who was desperate for a fix, especially three young and very beautiful white chicks who were going to get their silly pussies fucked by simply being there asking for it, WTF was going through our minds to even think pimps were nice guys in the first place?
To be honest, R*pe fantasies are real and a lot of girl have them, I confess I did, especially when I anted to cum quickly with masturbation. I watched really hot movies with great and controversial r*pe scenes, way back with Jodie Foster having her knickers ripped off on that pin ball machine and being watched by men queuing for their turn, it became a solid 10 for me at thirteen, in the school toilet with my fingers down the front off my panties wanting and aching for cock. The movie Irreversible and the extended spit on her ass and stick your cock up it, I used my Lelo in a similar way, even matching his thrusting into her and don't get me started on the "I Spit on your grave" franchise.
I have engineered sex with men who think I was way out of their league for a fuck kind of girl. Not unlike famous women when you read their biographies how they too went out to dangerous places so men could attack them and fulfill their need for a bit of rough sex against a side alley wall, or allowing black men to use and abuse them, as happened in my first story, as women we all need to feel the need for good sex, and to be dominated, as in a r*pe fantasy, or a daddy complex, coupled with mild BDSM.
My mother and I along with her older richer brother drove into the local Tesco's supermarket for the Christmas shopping. I was angling for money to buy presents, but had no cash, so mother suggested I play her brother, "He adores you", she told me, and suggested I sit in the car with him and play him for a handout. She left us and suggested we join her later in the cafeteria, after openly telling me she had no spare cash to give, letting her brother know I was on the lookout for a handout.
Right on cue, once mother had shut the door, he wanted to know more about my financial situation, and gave me an offer I knew meant sex with him. He sat there for the next fifteen minutes and let his niece pleasure him with with my hand mouth, pussy and ass, and I fucking enjoyed it because everything about it was different, wild, and illegal by law and moral standard.
How many girls are fucked by uncles, brothers and cousins, millions are and most of us want it and go engineering easy pathways for male family members to get it. I honestly believe it's us women who control the sex men get or take and we do it because it's us who want it more than guys realise.
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