Something I wrote and published a while back. Enjoy! If youâre in the mood to reciprocate, please do.
When you first spread the young girlâs legs wide and sink your cock in her tight, hot cunt, thatâs what itâs all about. Â All the planning, the watching, the hunting of your prey, it all comes together at the moment her quivering young body tries to escape the merciless pounding of your cock deep in her belly. Â With her hands duct taped behind her and her eyes and mouth duct taped closed, thereâs nothing to stop you from pinning her to the ground by her throat and brutally fucking her in whatever hole you feel like.
Itâs wonderful being a rapist! Â Exciting, no holes barred sex without the emotional baggage of a relationship. Â Who could ask for anything more? Â Not only that, but you can have any girl you want. Â If youâre a balding, middle-aged guy with a beer belly, you can still have that hot little number you saw cheerleading at the football game. Â Itâs awesome.
I first worked up the nerve to take what I wanted over ten years ago and thereâs been no looking back. Â With some careful, clear headed planning, a few items from the local hardware store and a mail order tazer, thereâs nothing keeping me from having any girl I want. Â As a matter of fact, the most difficult task for me now is finding that truly exquisite girl that has it all; a tight, firm body, perky tits, long slim legs with a small ass and to top it all off, long silken hair to wrap my hands in and yank back as I grind my dick in her tight, virgin ass.
Iâve always made it a practice to hunt for my girls away from the town I live in. Â Sometimes Iâve lucked out and found them just walking down the road, usually mindlessly texting some other mindless person, but Iâm typically not that lucky. Â For a while, I tried parking outside a high school and when school let out, I would follow a sweet one home, but that proved to be too nerve wracking. Â There are too many people around and quite frankly, perverts tend to stick out when theyâre hanging around a school. Bad for business.
Once, I lucked out and found a little latin sweetie whose parents were having a garage sale. Â That one was marvelous. Â She was worth the wait time I had to give so no one would suspect the single guy at the garage sale. Â I waited a full six months for her but when I took her on the floor of her parentâs living room I wound up using three condoms; one in her silky smooth pussy as I choked her out and the other two pumping through the tight rim of her ass as she screamed uncontrollably into the tape strapped across her mouth. Â But I get ahead of myself. Â By time I nailed the garage sale sweetie I had pretty much worked out my m.o. on how to rape a girl and get away with it.
The first girl I took was totally on the spur of the moment and taught me quite a bit about what works and what doesnât.  What I didnât expect though, was the complete thrill, or rush from fucking an unwilling girl in the tall weeds of an empty lot.  Thereâs something very primal or ârealâ about rape that makes you feel like youâre finally doing what youâve been put on earth for.  Think about it for a minute.  Men and women are designed for having sex with strangers.  Thatâs what Darwinism is all about.  The bigger, stronger, or smarter seed fills the girl and wins the evolutionary race.  Itâs in our genes to rape and it isnât until only recently in history that weâve convinced ourselves that itâs bad⊠yet weâve been doing it for thousands of years!
Anyway, the first girl was a spur of the moment one as I said. Â It was one of those muggy hot summer evenings in the Midwest that more often than not end in a heavy thunderstorm. Â I was moving from one small town to another and driving a rented moving van. Â I got lost in the new town I was moving to and to make things worse, it started to rain. Â Not just any rain, but a thunderous downpour that even with the wipers on high, made it hard to see. Â
Feeling my way through what appeared to be a pretty crappy neighborhood of run down houses and vacant lots, I saw the slim figure of a girl running down the sidewalk ahead of me. Â As I drove past I was struck by how beautiful she was with her wet, long dark hair, yellow tee-shirt clinging to her round, bouncing breasts and her frayed, cut off shorts. Â She was obviously intent on getting out of the summer down pour. Â As I pulled past her, I kept watching her in my side view mirror, enjoying the bounce of her breasts. Â Looking up for a minute, I found myself driving between two vacant lots overgrown with weeds and tall grass. Â They were lined with scrubby little trees that completely blocked out the dismal gray house in the next lot and I found myself inspired. Â Pulling the van to the curb, I waited until the girl was approaching the back of the van and getting out of the cab, I pretended I was looking under the van at some problem until I heard her approach. Â Looking up, I stepped to the girl and swinging with all my weight behind it, punched her solidly in her flat little stomach. Â I hit her so hard I heard the air blow from her lungs and felt her rigid spine as she doubled over my fist.
Gagging, trying to hold herself up and push herself away from me, she was no match as I held her down and dragged her to the tall bushes in the back of the lot by her hair and the belt of her jeans.Throwing her to the ground, she tried to crawl away into the bushes, but I pulled her back by lifting her bodily by her shorts and yanked and pulled, trying to strip her, but between their tightness and the rain, her shorts would barely budge. Â The girl was so skinny that with each jerk I lifted her in the air. Â Beginning to panic, I pinned her head to the ground with my foot to give myself leverage and with a muscle wrenching pull, finally slid her shorts and panties down to her knees where they slipped right off her slim calves and she dropped bottomless to the ground.
Pushing at my leg to free her head, she thrashed her way free and tried to crawl away again, her beautiful, round little ass glistening in the rain.  Afraid she was going to escape, I fell on her and wrestling with her wet, slippery body, I finally managed to pin her face down in the mud and weeds⊠whereupon she screamed!  Frantic to get her stop, I put one hand over her mouth and with the other on the back of her head I pushed her face hard into the mud and held her that way until I could figure out what to do. Â
This was obviously no good.  My hands were busy holding onto her so how was I going to drop my pants, put on a condom, and fuck her, all with no hands?  As I lay on top of her squirming body, her little bubble butt rubbing against the raging hard on in my jeans, the problem solved itself.  The girlâs squirming and clawing at the ground seemed to reach a frenzied pitch and then suddenly it was over; her body relaxed and she went still beneath me.  Not trusting the situation, I held her face into the ground a moment longer before I released her and propped myself up on my elbows.  Panting from the exertion, I lay atop her and watched to see if she was breathing⊠thank god she was.  âHey!â I whispered in her ear.  She lay motionless beneath me, passed out evidently.
Yes! Â Excited, I sat up and taking a condom from my jeans, dropped my pants and rolled it on my raging hard-on. Â As I was pushing the girlâs legs apart I heard a car coming down the street so like a cougar protecting its prey, I lay on top the girl again and held my breath as the rain pounded down on us. Â The car slowed at the truck but fortunately kept going. Â When the coast was clear, instead of taking her from behind, I flopped her over and spread her limp legs wide. Â I rubbed the rubbery lips of her pussy, lubing her with rain and mud before lining myself up and with a series of thrusts, worked my dick inside her tight, hot, cunt. Â It was wonderful!
I felt like a god! Â As I pumped her loose body, her tits jounced nicely under her wet tee shirt. Â Pausing, I peeled her shirt and bra above her breasts and watched as her firm, delicious tits rocked and rolled to my thrusting between her thighs. Â Bending over her, I greedily sucked them into my mouth as I continued to pound her, my dick sinking balls deep again and again in her tight hole.
I canât have been fucking her for more than a few minutes when the hot white heat of my cum exploded inside her, trapped in the head of the condom. Â I groaned and bit her tit savagely as my loins trembled and the heat of my cum pooled in her tight body.
Thinking of it now, it was one of the best.  The rain, the girlâs tight young body limp under my powerful thrusts between her legs⊠the tension and wildness of possibly being caught, yet being in total control to do what I wanted.  It was one of the most liberating experiences of my life.
I wanted to stay there and fuck the girl again and again, but I heard another car driving through the rain. Â When it passed, I pulled out of her tight hole and pocketing my used condom, left her ravished body laying naked in the weeds and mud of the vacant lot. Â Stumbling back to my truck, I stumbled on her discarded shorts and panties so gathering them up, I took them with me as some sort of weird souvenir.
For the next month, at least, I watched the news closely looking for some mention of the crime, but nothing appeared. Â I can only think she didnât report the rape for some reason which is fortunate for me. Â
In retrospect, though what I did was incredibly exciting and kept me awake for hours savoring the memories, it was incredibly stupid.  Anyone could have discovered us, I probably left some DNA evidence from sucking her tits, it would be easy to track down a rental truck, etc., etc.  Iâm damn lucky Iâm not spending  the next twenty years in jail.
After my first experience, I decided to really study the situation and figure out how to do it so no one got âhurtâ and most importantly, there would be no way of catching me.
The first thing I did was throw away the panties and shorts from the girl in the vacant lot in someoneâs trash can a couple of blocks from my apartment.  After that, I gave a lot of thought to evidence and how to subdue the girl⊠for my next girl I would have it all planned out.
My next girl came about a month and a half after the vacant lot girl. Â I had first come across this one working as a bagger at a high end supermarket we have in town.
She was a petite blonde with long hair that curled out at the ends and a slim figure under her little uniform.  Her tits werenât particularly big, but they seemed full and she had a tight, almost boyish ass.  Her beautiful blue eyes and even white teeth were set off beautifully by the freckles sprinkled across her little nose⊠in short, she was a solid nine, maybe ten.  Itâs always a little difficult to tell what a uniform is hiding.
After seeing her the first time, I went back two days later a little before the storeâs closing time and sure enough, there she was.  I checked out in a separate aisle and then waited across the street in my car.  It was simple.  About fifteen minutes after the store had closed, I had followed the girl home and now knew where she lived.  By the end of the week I knew she got home from high school at 3:30 and that her parents didnât get home until 5⊠she was the perfect girl to try my new and improved method on.
The following week, it was a Tuesday I believe, I parked two blocks away from her house a few minutes after three and taking my bag, or rape kit I guess you could call it, walked to her house discreetly checking out the neighborhood.  No nosey neighbors, no one outside watching me while theyâre doing the lawn⊠it all looked good.  My timing was perfect.  From the next block down, I saw the girl get dropped off by her friends with her school bag and walk up the drive to her house.
Reaching her house, I did three things as I stepped up to her door. Â I slipped on a pair of tight fitting latex gloves, put a stocking over my head, and readied the tazer I had bought on-line the week before. Â Standing a little to one side of her door, I checked the street one last time, took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Â A moment later I heard her running up to the door and as she opened it I pushed in before she could react and thrusting the tazer low into her stomach, tazed her. Â It worked perfectly! Â Without a sound she went rigid and dropped to the floor on her side. Â Closing and locking the door before I did anything else, I then turned my attentions to the girl.
Iâve given this next part a lot of thought and after many successes, I must say this is the way to do it.  The first thing you need to do is strap duct tape over her eyes and mouth.  Iâve been tempted to put the girlsâ panties in their mouths before I tape them up, but Iâm afraid theyâll choke if I do that.  Iâm not into killing⊠just raping.Anyway, after you do that, you need to roll them over and tape not just their wrists together, but their elbows too.  If you tape just their wrists they can get their arms in front of them still and you want to avoid that.  As for their ankles and legs, youâll see that you want to leave these free.  If you have some handcuffs you could cuff one ankle to something solid, but most houses donât have anything that works particularly well for this.  Steam radiators do work great, but alas, the time of steam has passed.
After you have your girl taped, you need to spread a sheet on the floor and lay them on it.  Keeping them on it as you enjoy the pleasures of their tight bodies can be a little difficult, but do make an effort.  The sheet will capture any loose hairs, pieces of fabric, or god forbid, semen that you may drop.  When youâre all done youâre going to carefully roll the sheet up and take it with you⊠sort of like taking the crime scene with you.  I tend to just wash it afterwards rather than throw it away.  At first I threw it away in a garbage can away from my apartment, but I think that has the possibility of drawing attention so I stopped doing that.
Anyway, with the first girl, after I taped her I dragged her into her living room and lay her on the sheet I mentioned. Â She started to kick and struggle at this point so I tazed her again. Â
I should mention here another thing you donât want to do is talk to the girl.  Just think of it as training her.  If she does something you donât like correct her, but donât give her any way of identifying you⊠like your voice.
After tazing her, I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off her. Â Her panties had come partially down her thighs, so rather than cutting those I just peeled those down her lovely, lean legs as well.
She was a true blonde and the fuzz on her pubic mound was almost translucent it was so light.  At this point I couldnât help it, I had to fuck her.  I had planned on carefully snipping off her bra, etc., but instead I dropped my jeans and put on a condom⊠the ones with a spermicidal lubricant tend to work well.  Getting a tube of KY jelly from my bag, I squirted some in the palm of my hand and smeared it between her legs.  She started to squirm a little again but this time I grabbed her roughly be her ankles and spreading her wide, pinned her ankles to the floor on either side of her head and sunk my rigid cock in her upturned pussy like a pile driver.  In one hard thrust, I sank all nine inches of my thick dick in her tight little cunt until my balls were grinding against her cool butt cheeks.  It was the most glorious feeling ever!  Brutally, I fucked her with long deep strokes, my cock squeezed by her tight pussy and stretching her insides as it sank deep in her belly.  God it was good.  She struggled under me, her legs quivering with every deep thrust and the veins on her neck stood out as she strained against me.  All I could hear was the steady slap, slap, slap of my balls and hips slapping against her upturned cunt and a slight moaning coming from the throat of the girl.
Feeling the heat gather at the base of my rigid, straining cock, I fucked her faster until with a grunt, I thrust as hard and deep as I could go and felt the hot cum rocket down the electric rod of my cock into her straining cunt. Â Throbbing, pulsing, I pumped my cum into her and to my delight, felt her tremble and buck under me as her own traitorous orgasm embraced my hot jets of cum.
I need to point out a funny thing here that most people donât think about. Â Most of the girls Iâve raped, close to seventy five percent Iâd say, orgasm when theyâre being fucked either in the pussy, ass, or both. Â Iâm sure that mentally they donât want to and probably have quite a time dealing with it afterwards, but itâs just another piece of proof that the human condition has long been used to rape. Â I say again, our bodies are built for it.
Spent, I pulled out of the girl before any of my jism could leak from the condom. Â Releasing her, I used a towel from my bag to take the used condom off and wipe myself off. Â Clean, I put my materials back in the bag, tucked my cock back in my underwear, put on a new pair of gloves, and picked up the scissors again.
I cut the girlâs pullover up the front and reaching her fabulous little white bra, I cut the strap between her tits, releasing them to bounce delightfully. Â They beckoned me to suck them, twist them, rub my dick between with their dusky, rose-colored nipples pointing daintily at the ceiling. Â Kneading them, leaning into the girl as I squeezed and twisted, my cock grew rigid again. Â Letting go of her fabulous little titties for a moment, I pulled down my underwear and rolled a new condom on my bobbing and throbbing cock.
The girl must have know what was coming and forgetting her tazer lesson, tried to kick me away. Â âOh well,â I thought to myself getting the tazer out of the bag again, âsome people are slow learners.â Â I ran the tip of it along the inside of her thigh so she would know what was coming if she tried to resist, but she couldnât help herself. Â As she tried to roll away from me I jammed the tazer hard into her cunt and ass and tazed the shit out of her. Â Her body slammed down on the ground and straight-legged, her hips rose trembling to me as I continued to shock her pussy. Â Releasing the trigger, she quivered in the air a moment longer and then fell still before me, her body completely still except for her shallow, short breaths. Â
I was harder than hell now and tossing the tazer aside, rolled her over, propped myself up on her shoulders and rammed my cock brutally into her ass. Â Blindly, I thrust between her quivering butt cheeks until the fat head of my cock found her tight little hole and punched its way inside the hard ribbon of her ass. Â Grinding, pumping, I drove myself deeper and deeper, the rim of her ass like a tight rubber band running smoothly up and down my cock until with a grunt, I was all the way in her hot little ass, my groin and balls cool on her soft white butt cheeks.
With a shiver she came to and clenched my cock tight in her little bubble ass. Â âYes!â I thought to myself as she screamed into the tape strapped across her mouth and bucked under me. Â Wrapping my right hand in her blonde hair, I rode her like a horse, ramming into her ass as I yanked back on her hair.
I rode her for a bit like that and tiring of it, rolled her over so I could get at her little titties again while I fucked her in the cunt again. Â Tearing and squeezing at those marvelous little tits of hers, I fucked her good. Â Pity I couldnât pull out and cum all over her tits and face, but that is the price for not leaving any clues.
After cumming in her again, I checked my watch and 45 minutes of free form fucking had passed. Deciding to play it safe, I cleaned myself up and then taped the girlâs ankles together. Â To make sure I didnât leave any evidence, I dragged her on her ass to the bath and rolled her in the bathtub. Â Turning on the shower, I left her strapped and wrapped, closed the door, gathered my stuff back in my bag and thirty minutes later I was sitting on my couch replaying the afternoon in my head.
Iâve since modified this a little. Â When you first enter the house, you need to tape the girlâs feet, too, so you can make a quick sweep of the house. Â Obviously youâre looking for other people, but youâre looking for a quick way out the back as well. Â Iâve also taken to carrying a large pocketknife. Â I figure if someone catches me in the act the knife will prevent them from trying to grab me and I can make good my escape.
All in all, itâs been a good gig. Â Any girl, any time, any way with a few self-imposed limitations. Â