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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, and unwanted pregnacy are subjects to be
role-played between you and your significant other only. Anybody
actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a psychiatrist,
or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental health. I am
always open to comments and constructive criticism. I believe in the
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story. Thank You, trukin_fool





I stood and pulled Bobbie to her feet. The alcohol had made her slow
to react, and her balance was way off. I half carried, half dragged
her into my beach house, where the two kids were already lazily
lounging on the sofa.
Dan was still trying to play the video game, although he was losing
terribly, while Jolene was reclined, and her eyes were only half open
slits.
Jack was doing an all night shift, because of it being Thursday. There
was no night shift on Friday, and he had to stay until the day shift
arrived. It was common that he stayed, and worked the overtime. This
made it easy for me, to entertain his family all night.
Without the two youngsters even realizing it, I took Bobbie to her
place, and lay her on her marital bed. BY now the full effects of the
grain alcohol had taken affect. She was much like the proverbial dish
rag. I could have her, with no argument or fight.
I returned to my place, and helped Dan stagger home, and flopped him
in bed also.
This left sweet innocent Jolene, at my place alone.
I returned again, to carry her limp body home also. As I did so, I
took the opportunity to grope, prod, and feel her lush young body all
over. What a sweet tender fuck she'd be, if someone else hadn't
already had her I wondered. That thought quickly excaped my mind,
expecting the boys in school, had probably already poked her a couple
of times.
Laying her on her bed, I was very hard. I returned to Bobbie, and
gazed at her lifeless body, spread out on the bed.
I had though about taking her for my own satisfaction, but decided
against it.
If I were to have her, it would be when she was awake, and a willing
participant. Nevertheless, I knew I'd have her eventually.
The next morning, I left for work as Jack was pulling into his drive.
I waited until he parked and got out of the car.
"Morning Jack." I yelled.
He waved and answered, in a tired tone.
"I talked to your wife last night, and I'll be setting you up with a
doctors appointment. If they can see you today, I'll call you OK?" I
said.
Puzzled at my words, he slowly nodded, and headed into his house.
Arriving at work, I asked George about Jack, and his accident. He was
slow to recall the event, but soon pulled the file of the incident.
"What's up with that?" He asked.
"Oh nothing. Just taking good care of our valued employees." I
answered, scanning the report.
I noticed that Jack had only seen a general practitioner, and began to
seach for urologists. I found one, and made an appointment with one
for two that afternnon.
I then called Boobie, and told her to have Jack ready to go by one
thirty. I'd pick him up.
She was talking very quietly. Whether it was because Jack was sleeping
or because of a hangover, I didn't know.
George showed me how to do monthly reports, and other daily tasks he
performed at work that day. At one oclock, I bid him farewell, and
wished him luck at headquarters for the next six months. I then left,
to pick up Jack.
At the urologist office, Jack was told that most of his injuries would
be permanent. However he had signs of other complications.
The male anatomy is a weird thing. He would not be able to have sex,
or strain himself in anyway for at least three months. It seems that
he would have been OK, had he not continued to bang Bobbie on regular
occasions. His return to normal was not anticipated, but at least he
would eventually be able to get an erection. His sperm production was
never to return.
On the way home, I discussed with Jack how his wife had confided in
me, about his condition. I told him that he would be put on day shift
at the DC, as he would have lighter duties. Expecting to get fired, he
was excited to find out about the new "promotion."
I explained that if he did not follow doctors orers, I would have to
terminate him. I explained that the company would not tolerate going
against a doctors opinion, which could possibly result in a lawsuit
against the company.
Jack agreed, and soon became very close to me, knowing I was trying to
help him.
If he only knew how much I'd be helping him.
That weekend was the beginning of spring break. The beach at five
o'clock was packed with college kids, who needed to let off steam. By
nine o'clock, the beach was lous with music blaring, and all kinds of
teens were walking down the walk between the Jacksons and my houses. I
napped a little during the late hours, and was awoken by the loud call
of someones name.
I got up. It was fifteen after midnight, and the beach was baren.
Standing near the water, I saw a young man, staggering around calling
to a girl.
"Betty? Betty where are you?" He kept yelling, before finally falling
down drunk in the sand.
Dressed in only a pair of cutoff shorts, I went to investigate. I
remembered to lock the door, to make sure I wasn't robbed while I went
to help this lad, find his friend.
Approaching him, I noticed that he was very drunk. So drunk that when
I asked him who he was looking for, he was incoherent, except for this
Betty, whom he had been searching for. He finally passed out, and laid
stil on the beach.
Seeing I was awake, and still horny from the bikini show all night, I
took it upon myself to look for Betty.
I walked slowly, looking for any woman laying near a house or in
someones yard. My seach was in vain.
I soon remembered the small grove of trees, near the point, I had seen
a few days ago. I made my way there, and scoured the tall grass for
any bodies hidden there.
I came across a small woman, passed out as well as half naked, laying
next to a tree. She was wearing the tiniest bikini, I had ever seen.
I shook the young lady roughly, trying to arouse her, but to no avail.
She gurgled and drooled a little, but soon fell deep asleep again.
From the dim moonlight, through the trees, I could tell she was about
eighteen, and in excellent shape. I became aware of another presence
closeby. A soft snoring sound gave me proof, that we were not alone.
I went to find this unknown person, only to see that is was a young
man, passed out nearby. It looked like he had gone to relieve himself,
and fell aslepp leaning against a tree. After that he fell down and
fell asleep. His tiny pecker was still hanging out of his zipper, and
his hand still held it.
Now I remember being drunk in my day, but I never let my little buddy
out in the open, unprotected like that.My first thoughts were to leave
these two sleep it off, but then an idea hit me. He and her had more
than likely ventured off to here, for a quickie.
In my aroused state, I began to think about all of the pussy I had
allowed myself to miss so far, and the thought of this lovely young
woman seeking a clandesine encounter, had me hard as steel. I needed
release, and the time was at hand.
I had never considered myself a rapist. Hell, I was always one who
would most times have women chase me. I'm not that much in the looks
department, but with my job skills and self assurance, single women
seem to gravitate to me, most times. They flirt relentlessly, when I'm
out and about.
Tonight was going to be different. Blame it on the long painful
divorce, or just the lack of women as company because of my job,
tonight there was to be no denying my primal urges. I was going to get
laid, and so was this young woman passed out next to the tree. Whether
she wanted to or not.
I slipped cautiously over to her, and with one final glance around,
looking for any other strangers, I knelt and shook her one more time
to get a rise. Nothing. Not even a shug.
I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Tearing it away, I saw her
hard nipples come into view. They were long and crinkly. The sudden
cool air hitting them had affected their size and stature.
Next I untied the bikini bottoms. Two strings pulled, and soon her
lower abdomen was completely exposed. She was completely shaved, and
ready for action.
This was going to be a fuck, plain and simple. There was nobody I had
to please this time, except myself. I was in it for the prime purpose
of getting my rocks off.
Seconds later, I was stripped down. I pulled the young womans legs
apart, and inhaled her aroma. Her choice of perfume was sweet and
sensual, and had me wondering how many boys had lusted after her.
I wanted this to be good, and a dry pussy is not much fun. It was time
to do the tongue torpedo.
I knelt in and took a long swipe of her pussy lips, only to notice
some wet residue there. She was already wet with anticipation.
So much for stalling. It was now time for MR. Lucky, to ride the tuna
trolley, as we joked in college.
Poised above her complacent body, I pushed forward with a small
thrust. I felt the soft lips spread, as my precum was helping to
lubricate them.
Once nestled between her outer lips, I decided to take what I wanted
and enjoy it.
With a sudden quick stab, I was halfway up her tight cunt.
A loud moan excaped her lips, as she felt the pain of my strange cock,
filling her womanhood.
Without giving her time to adjust to my size, I reared back, and
quickly impaled myself deep in her hot tight hole. I was buried balls
deep in this drunken woman, as her face contorted, in what I assumed
to be pain.
She remained unconscious, but she was biting her bottom lip, in
reaction to my violation. I knew she was out cold by now, and it was
time to get the fuck overwith. It wouldn't be long, seeing I had gone
months without sex, but that was fine by me.
After seven or eight violent stabs, I bottomed out in her, and felt
her tight cervix knot against my glans. That is all it took to have me
begin to spray her womb with my seed.
It had been a long time. Too long in fact, to be without sex. I wanted
to degrade this young woman. I wanted her defiled, in retribution to
the things my exwife had done to me. I wanted her to be the surrogate
for my pent up emotions, against that bitch I was married to.
My final volley of sperm had just ended, as I crawled off of her. I
again was aware of my surroundings, and became nervous about being
found out. Luckily nobody was nearby, and I had gotten away with the
rape of this innocent young woman.
As I stood and dressed, I wondered about diseases. Then the thought of
unwanted pregnancy entered my mind. Who would she blame? Would anybody
notice me walking back to the beach house?
An idea hit me. I dragged the young man over from the other tree, and
placed his limp hand on her dripping cunt lips. I had him scoop up the
draining sperm from her pussy, and smeared it around his own cock. Had
anybody noticed, I could say I caught them fucking, and left them
alone. I was home free.
It was time to return home.
On the way, I saw the other young man still passed out on the beach,
and dragged him closer to the houses. I'm no expert on tides and such,
but if high tide did happen, at least he'd be safe from being washed
into the water. After that I went home, and right to bed.
It had been an exciting week for me, and usually when weeks like this
occured, I'd sleep in on Saturday. However, these kind of things,
never happened before. I had never gained so much power as I did at
work, nor spent time oogling any other women, and surely never raped
anyone before.
My life was in chaos, and I needed rest, but the spring breakers would
not let that happen. These students only had a week to blow off steam,
and they would utilize every moment, to their advantage. That is why,
they were up and partying on the beach at seven o'clock in the
morning. Which made it extremely difficult to stay asleep.
As I ventured towards the window, overlooking the beach, a steady
stream of teens were walking along side my house, ready for a full day
of fun in the sun. It was their vacation, and they wanted to use it to
their advantage.
With coffee cup in hand, I strolled out on the patio, watching the
newly arrived young people, joining their friends in the water, and on
the sand.
As I did so, Dan ran out of his home, to enjoy the view. His hair
still tussled from bed, but curious about the new flock of women,
aching to bust loose and get wild.
Music was blaring, girls were dancing, and it seemed everybody was
already drinking. By five o'clock, most of these kids would be so
drunk they couldn't stand, I thought.
I motioned Dan over and he eagerly joined me, still keeping his eyes
on the tiny bikinis, as they filed by.
"They sure do start early, don't they?" I asked.
"Yep." He replied, not even glancing in my direction. "And around one,
they'll begin the contests."
"What contests?" I asked.
"Oh, the same as every year. Wet tshirt, sexy hotdog eating, beer
chugging, and sexy dancing." He replied, smiling at the future
contestants walking by. "By then they'll have drunk so much, they
won't be shy at all."
Dan thought about the previous years, and volunteered more insight.
"Most of the girls, are here alone. Their boyfriends all party at one
beach, while they party with their girlfriends here. The same with the
boys here, only the opposite. They call it a spring mixer. They all
have a chance to be alone, where nobody knows them." He explained.
I was thinking about what he said, and realized that this way, they
could also fuck other guys, without being caught by their normal
partners.
"My cousin will be here today too." Dan added. "She was supposed to be
here yesterday, but she must have forgotten where we live. She's never
been here, and she probably got lost."
As we both silently watched, I finishe my first cup of coffee, and
went for a refill. Upon my return, I saw Dan dash off, and head
through the stream of people, only to grab a young woman, and hug her
in the distance. She only had a small string bikini on, as compared to
the other girls, who were still wearing their beach jackets, and
shorts over their swimming suits. Dan dragged her to his house, and
plopped her on the lounge chair, on his patio. She looked vaguely
familiar.
Dan returned to me excitely, and explained the new young womans
presence.
"That there's my cousin. Her name's Betty. She goes to one of them
northern schools, and she's going to be here, staying with us." He
said quickly.
As I scanned the young beauty, I remembered her. She was the passed
out girl from the previous night. The one who I had taken advantage
of, in a drunken stupor. I was now sorry I hadn't had my camera along,
to take a snapshot of her naked. She'd be a welcome addition to my
collection. I then decided to carry my camera along everywhere I went,
just in case.




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