so what did you do on the bus? elaborate more
It was a stormy night, my victim Priscilla dropped her
purse and briefcase, "Please, just take it. Let me go," she said in
a muffled voice, her face being pressed up against the hard
brick.
"I'll get to that stuff later," she heard him say, and then, as if
to confirm her worst fears, she felt one of his hands squeezing her
left breast roughly, the sheer satin fabric of her blouse and the
thin lace of her Victoria's Secret bra offering little protection
against his pawing touch. Involuntarily she felt her sensitive pink
nipples stiffen as they came in contact with material. She felt his
fingers roughly pinching them as his hands fondled her firm 34c
breasts.
Priscilla looked for a way out. She tried shoving him aside and
running but he easily grabbed her arms and pinned them to her sides
and then used his body to press her against the brick wall again,
"Oh no...you're not going anywhere until I'm done with you," he
said, his voice happy, as if her were grinning.
Fear and rage raced thru her veins. She swung at him again, this
time as hard as she could, her balled up right fist landing against
the left side of his head.
He stumbled back for a moment and Priscilla thought she'd done it,
but then his reaction was far worse than she'd anticipated. She saw
his fist swinging at her in response and heard him shout "you
fucking bitch" just as his fist landed against her jaw. She felt
her legs collapse underneath her and then his hands grabbed her
again just before her body hit the stone floor.
Priscilla found herself still conscious but just barely. She felt
like a rag doll now. It didn’t feel like she could lift her arm
against him, much less run now.
The stone floor was cold underneath her. She realized her arms were
pulled back behind her now and she was face down on the cement
steps of the same flight of stairs she had descended just a few
minutes earlier. She felt something being used to tie her arms
behind her back. It was rough and leathery against her soft skin.
He thrust his knee between her legs and forced her thighs
apart.
She struggled to get up, but she felt his hand on the back of her
neck pinning her down, her nose pressed hard against the cement
steps, "Don't move bitch...don't even think about it!" she heard
him say. She did as he said.
Priscilla knew what was going to happen and momentarily she had her
fears confirmed when she felt her skirt being torn off. She heard
him toss it aside, landing in a crumpled heap somewhere over her
head. The air was suddenly cold against her skin. She felt his hand
fondling and touching her most intimate places, the thin cloth of
the black Victoria's Secret thong being shoved aside. She felt his
hand, warm and rough against her skin as he began rubbing his
fingers over her damp, shaven mound from behind her.
"Oooohhh, very nice! That's one very hot, sexy cunt you've got
there," she heard him say as she felt first one, then two fingers
being inserted in her pussy. She felt him slowing begin fucking her
with his fingers while at the same time she felt his thumb rubbing
back and forth over her clit.
Priscilla tried to think about something else but couldn't. She
felt her body responding as his thumb rubbed her sensitive clit
time after time while his fingers drove inside her, teasing her
G-spot simultaneously. She hated it, but her body was responding to
his touch involuntarily. She could feel herself getting very wet.
She'd been horny and her pussy damp earlier as she'd thought about
fucking Eric, but now she could feel her juices coating his fingers
inside her and dripping down her thigh.
He continued his ministrations. Priscilla thought he'd tire of them
and finish with her, but apparently not. He just kept going and she
found herself closer and closer to cumming. She needed to cum soo
badly...she'd wanted it all day long...but not like this...this
stranger...this rapist? It felt soo good though...she didn't know
what to think. She couldn't stop herself now. She moaned
involuntarily as he continued stroking her clit. It was almost if
he knew exactly what she needed.
Suddenly with an almost palpable disappointment she felt his
fingers slide out of her. "Oh no bitch...I'm not doing this for
you! It's my turn for some fun!" he said with a sinister
laugh.
She felt his hard cock begin pressing into her, violating her. He
had one hand on her right hip, the other on the back of her neck,
holding her down as he started fucking her. She couldn't find the
will to fight him now. Priscilla felt his cock easily slip into her
dripping wet vagina, her juices coating it. Almost instantly she
felt him thrust hard against her as he buried himself deep within
her. She could feel his cock pressing against her cervix now, not
hard...not painfully, but definitely as deep as he could go, "You
like that don't you bitch? You like feeling my cock stuffed inside
you don't you?" he whispered in her ear as he began sliding in and
out of her.
She felt his hand reach around under her and begin teasing her clit
again, this time while his cock was sliding back and forth deep
with her. She felt her orgasm building again, her pussy coating the
cock within her with more of her wetness. He fucked in and out of
her, her juices coating his cock and balls. They began to make a
sticky slapping sound as skin met skin whenever he thrust his cock
to the bottom of her cunt.
Suddenly, she felt him move the hand that had been on her hip.
SLAP! She felt his hand smack firmly against her ass cheek. “Ohhh!”
She cried out in surprise. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP...again and again. She
felt her ass getting red, his hand switching from one cheek to the
other while his cock continue it's piston-like movement inside her
and his finger it's teasing motion against her hard little
clit.
And then he stopped.
Just for a moment. And then another moment. His cock was still
buried deep within her. He hadn't cum, she was sure of that.
Priscilla wondered what was next...and then she got her
answer.
She felt a finger begin pressing against her tight anus. It was
cool and wet and she began to feel it penetrate her. She closed her
eyes. She felt one knuckle and then another slip inside her
ass.
He began fucking her again and teasing her clit. She could feel his
cock sliding in her pussy at the same pace as the finger was
sliding in her ass. It'd been a long time since she'd let anyone
play with her ass like this, and maybe it was the way his other
hand was teasing her clit, or the way his cock felt inside her...or
maybe it was just because she was so damn horny now...but
Jeez...this was starting to feel good.
After a few minutes she felt another finger stretching her ass and
sliding into her, stretching her asshole.
Priscilla looked back, between her legs. She could see the thick
cock of her rapist as it continued sliding in and out of her pussy.
His balls were coated with her juices.
Suddenly she watched and felt as he pulled his cock out of her
pussy. She felt him grab a handful of her long strawberry blonde
hair and pull her head back, forcing her body lower and then,
almost at the same time she felt the fingers retreat from her anus
and his cock plunge into her ass.
Priscilla cried out, not really in pain, but in surprise. Grunting,
he buried his cock in her ass, her vaginal juices providing enough
lubricant to allow him to easily slide into her already stretched
ass.
The hand holding her hair hadn't let go and Priscilla felt her back
arch as she now looked up into the stairway in front of her. She
felt the other hand continue teasing her clit again, but now with
renewed effort. She also knew she couldn't hold out any longer. She
felt her muscles tightening, squeezing around the cock that was
planted firmly in her ass. Her breathing was very fast. In the back
of her mind part of her didn't want to cum...but her body and the
rest of her brain were insistent. It was going to happen and there
was no point fighting it.
They both knew she was close. She felt his cock twitching but still
buried inside her ass. Priscilla felt her sensitive nipples
throbbing; her asscheeks pulsed too from their earlier spanking.
Her clit was hot and hard. She moaned again, this time
loudly.
Suddenly it was as though a flashbulb had gone off in her
head..."Yesssssssssssssssssss!" she cried out and then she felt the
first wave of her orgasm come crashing over her. It was quickly
followed by another, and another as she gasped for air between each
wave and felt the throbbing of his hard cock buried inside her
ass.
She started to come down from the height of her orgasm, but just as
she did, Priscilla felt him begin sliding his cock in and out of
her ass. Small, deep strokes now, keeping his throbbing erection
buried in her. She felt his balls pressed tight against her still
dripping pussy.
"Mmmmm...your ass is SOO fucking hot...so fucking tight!" He said
loudly. "Oh yeah, bitch...I've got a big load saved up for you! I'm
gonna cum hard and deep inside you!" he said, almost shouting
now.
Priscilla felt her head being pulled back farther, the hand and arm
holding her long hair contracting. Involuntarily, she felt herself
pushing her ass back, allowing him to slide his cock a few more
millimeters deeper inside her. She felt the hand that had been
teasing her clit suddenly stop.
She knew he was finally there. "YESSSS! Take it all Priscilla, you
fucking whore!" he shouted.
All at once she felt his cock swell, stretching her ass even more
and suddenly it pulsed. She could feel his hot cum shooting inside
her ass, splashing his hot semen deep within her. At least ten
times she felt it pulse and squirt inside her. Priscilla felt him
collapse on top of her briefly.
A few moments later he pulled away. She felt his cock slide loosely
out of her, leaving a trail of cum on dripping down out of her ass
and over her swollen labia before finally oozing down her
leg.
"Don't move until I tell you to," he said and the thought never
crossed her mind.
“Now slowly count to 1000 and then you can get up,” he said.
“I’ll be seeing you again real soon Priscilla,” she heard him shout
from a distance
