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Subject: {ASSM} Tara - DementedNeurons - (MM/F, nc, teen, rape)
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Date: Wed, 24 Nov 2004 19:10:03 -0500
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Rakesh and I knew each other since the time we were in high school. He
was a quite boy, very ordinary looking, nervous and nerdy. To make
matters worse he wore thick specs. Needless to say he had no
girlfriends. We were never friends in high school, but when we met in
college, we slowly became good friends. He shared my hunger for sex.

I was a handsome stud, good at sports, intelligent and witty. I had
many girlfriends, but none were like Rakesh’s sister Tara. Tara
was the hottest girl that I had ever seen. She studied in the same
college as Rakesh and me. A year junior. She had a body, which must
have been designed up by a sexual pervert. She was neither thin nor
fat, but just right. Her skin was creamy off white, and it shone with
a youthful luster. Her breasts reminded one of old Indian temple
sculptures. Full and firm, they proudly pointed upwards, threatening
to burst the tight tops she wore. Her hips gracefully curved down to
long tapering legs, just perfectly formed. She looked more beautiful
than any actress. When she walked down a street, every male eye would
stop to stare at her.

I fell under her spell as soon as I saw her. I did not know what kind
of a girl she was. She knew she was beautiful and she knew very well
what effect she had on boys and men. She played along with my romantic
foolishness and one day she encouraged me to propose to her. I wrote
her a letter, where I let all my emotions flow. I did not hold myself
back, I told her everything I had always wanted to say. She pasted
that letter on the college notice board. I became the butt of
everyone’s jokes. But that did not hurt as much as her betrayal.

Eventually I left that college and joined another one and everything
came back to normal. Rakesh was still my friend and strangely his
sister’s behavior had brought us closer. One day he revealed to
me how much he hated his sister. He told me how she was their
parents’ favorite and how she would torment him and tease him.
She wore skimpy clothes before him and provoked him knowing that he
was helpless. He told me that once she had even masturbated in front
of him, licking her lips at him, while calling him a loser.

I realized what kind of a girl I had foolishly fallen in love with.
The affection in me slowly turned to hatred. Rakes and me planned our
revenge. He told me of how he had always fantasized about watching her
being raped. We though of ways, to make this fantasy a reality. One
day she herself fell into our trap.

Once Rakesh’s parents had gone out of town to attend a
relative’s social function. We planned to watch porn movies in
his place and have a few beers. Tara was on a date so we were not
worried of being caught. A little after midnight we heard a car door
closing and somebody entering the house. It was Tara, back from her
date. We shut off the porn movie we had been watching. We heard her
climb up to her upstairs bedroom and the door bang. We resumed our
movie. A little later Rakesh said he was going down to the kitchen to
get a coke.

Rakesh rushed into the room, extremely excited. He was wildly
gesturing with his hands and whispering something. I told him to calm
down but he was too excited. After a couple of minutes, he told me
what was going on.

On the way downstairs he has tried knocking on Tara’s door and
calling his sister to ask her how she was. When she didn’t reply
he looked into her room, she was drunk out of her senses. I rushed to
her room to see if he was telling me the truth. She had come back home
and without fully undressing had fallen on her bed and passed out. She
had taken off her top and her bra and was topless. She still had her
trousers on and her shoes. And she was snoring.

We hurriedly discussed the situation. This was too good an opportunity
to miss. I took control of the situation. I told Rakesh to get some
items and in the meantime I checked to see how drunk she was. She was
totally unconscious.

We tied her hands and legs to the four bedposts. She was spread out,
her chest was still bare, her tits stood out proudly, temptingly. We
resisted the temptation. There would be enough fun later.

I undressed her while Rakesh tied a dark thick piece of cloth over her
eyes. She groaned softly a few times but did not wake up. Next we set
up the video camera and positioned it on the tripod stand so that it
would not require too much attention. Our work over, we drank a couple
of beers and admired our prize.

She was everything I had dreamed for and more. Her tits were springy
and firm, tipped with long nipples, which had stiffened in the cool
night air. Her lips begged to be kissed. Between her legs, her cunt
peeked out at us through the soft triangular patch of hair, between a
heavenly set of thighs. As I let my eyes drink in the sight of her
naked body, I felt the blood surging in my head and knew that I would
not be able to control myself any longer.

I climbed up on her body and lay faced down on her. I kneaded her tits
as hard as I could, enjoying the feeling of soft flesh and the feeling
of absolute power over my enemy. She was starting to wake up under my
rough treatment. I wanted her awake. I sat down on her stomach and
slapping her breasts, trying to wake he up. I succeeded very nicely,
she woke up screaming with the pain. We put  her panties in her mouth.
I kept slapping her bouncy tits from side to side, I started punching
them, as hard as I could, I could see the souft mounds of flesh turn
blue and purple, by now she was totally awake and screaming under her
gag.

By now my cock was hard and throbbing. I placed it on her cunt. She
must have realized what was happening because she started struggling
with renewed strength. I pushed into her cunt with a mighty shove of
my hips. I felt my cock go in and stop against her hymen. She was
still a virgin. My luck could not have been better. I shoved hard
again and ripped through her virgin defenses, and buried my cock in
her totally.

I  paused for a while to cherish the wonderful feeling of her tight
cunt gripping my cock. She was so warm and tight that I could not
control myself. I bit down hard into her right tit and came in a
explosive orgasm. I poured wave after wave of hot cum into her newly
deflowered cunt. With my cock still buried in her and still spurting
cum, I tore off her blindfold and looked into her eyes

I saw the terror in her eyes turn to recognition and then to anger and
disbelief. I bit down on her nipple, and her expression turned to
fear. “That’s right sweetheart” I told her, enjoying
every moment of her humiliation and degradation “its me, the boy
who loves you.”

“And me” said Rakesh, she turned to look at him, her fear
turning to terror “your loving brother. And it’s my turn
now.”

I got up and Rakesh took my place. He roughly grabbed her tits in his
hands, digging his fingers hard into the soft flesh. She screamed
behind her gag. “Yes scream lil sister. Scream as loud as you
wish. No one will save you tonight.” He placed his cock on her
cunt entrance and shoved in into her. He was not in a hurry. I could
see the years of hatred reflected in his expression. He clawed and
pinched and punched and slapped her unprotected tits, taking pleasure
in her muted screams. Each time he hit her, he could feel her cunt
grip his cock more tightly. He grabbed onto her tits and using them
for leverage pounded his meat into her.

Watching the incestual scene before me, aroused me and soon I was
ready for another turn. But her cunt was busy. Her brother was fucking
her without mercy. I climbed onto the bed and sat on her tits. Before
she realized what was going on, I took out the gag from her mouth and
replaced it with my cock. She tried to scream but the sound died with
my cock deep in her throat. I buried my cock into her mouth till her
lower lip was touching my balls. She was choking for air. I took out
my cock till only a couple of inches were in her mouth and let her
draw in a breath. Again I slammed my cock deep down her throat. I
could feel her throat spasming around my manhood. I loved it.

Over and over again, I would choke her and then let her breathe, then
do it all over again. Finally I grew bored with this game and holding
her by the hair I rammed into her face. When I felt myself coming, I
reached behind and grabbed a handful of her tit. I twisted and turned
and tried my best to rip the tit off her chest. The way her mouch
reacted to this torture was amazing. She was sucking me dry. I came
with a mighty explosion into her throat and made her swallow every
drop.

I climbed off her exhausted as Rakesh finally exploded in his own
orgasm. He went crazy. He punched her tits, bit them, and clawed her
back. Finally his back arched as if in agony and he lay exhausted on
her torn and abused.

I replaced her panties in her mouth so that she would not shout and
both Rakesh and me went to get more beers and to decide what to do
next.

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