A story by @nastytiaa21. Stories are tagged #nastytiaa
** WARNING: EXTREME RAPE & VIOLENCE FANTASY IF YOU ARE OFFENDED EASILY OR UNDER 18 DO NOT READ **
I was rubbing my pussy and edging all night and came up with a fictional rape story. This story is not related to or about any actual person or real life situation and is fantasy. It’s a little long because it’s apart of a longer project. Please give me some feedback and excuse grammar errors. And thank you for supporting your favorite slut😘😘
“I don’t know if I should go Keisha. I really want to stay in tonight.”
“Stay in and do what? Drink wine, binge Netflix and cry a river over your ex? As usual?” Keisha did have a point. Ever since my ex boyfriend left me for an instagram bimbo whore a month bth ago, I’ve been spending my weekends crying on my couch and eating ice cream. 💔 I could get out and live a little. “Alright girl. I’ll meet you at 11.”
I showered, lathered myself in my favorite hibiscus lotion and rose petal perfume before picking out my outfit for the night. A tight red halter dress that fit my body like a glove, showcasing my juicy thick ass and 34D tits. I straightened my naturally kinky hair and it hung past my shoulders. I did my makeup, threw on the highest heels and was ready to go. 💃🏾💇🏾♀️👠
I did a 360 spin in the mirror and bent over to wiggle my ass. My dress was so short that my pussy would peak out at the slightest bend. This was a far cry from my usual tomboy style. Since guys like my ex loved sluts so much, I’m going to be one tonight.😈Besides, I had been cooped up for so long I’d almost forgot how sexy I am underneath all the depression. 😍😍
We finally get to the overcrowded Hip Hop club and 2 step our way to the bar. The loud music, cheap weaves and cheap cologne reminded exactly why I didn’t want to come in the first place. Dude after dude sent drinks or shot their shot either Keisha or I. And I couldn’t blame them for trying-we were the hottest girls in the club. But there were either too ugly, too broke, too, Bad breathe, etc. A tall light skin brother bought Keisha a drink and spit some retired pick up line, whisking her onto the dance floor. 🤦🏾♀️
This left me standing in the middle of the dance floor awkwardly. I scanned the room and that’s when my eyes landed on him. He was really tall, about 6’4” and tattoos graffitied all over his Cinnamon shaded skin. His waves spun deeply in a low cut Caesar and his juicy lips were surrounded by a neatly trimmed beard. His light brown eyes had me mesmerized and I couldn’t believe it when they locked with mine. He started slowly yet cooly walking towards me. I wanted to be his slut tonight, no doubts about it. 😻😻
He walked up, leaned in and his deep voice beemed into my ear and slapped my ass. “Dance. Now.” In an authoritative tone. Normally, I would spazz tf out on a a dude, let alone a stranger, for invading my personal space and being so damn rude. But for some reason, I found myself obeying this rude man and seductively twerking my ass on the print of his dick. I felt like I had something to prove so I worked my ass, making my asscheeks pop in every direction and touching my toes with the skill of a Houston stripper. Men began to stare at my exposed pussy while I danced on him.
I felt his bulge grow and he reached in front of my dress and began playing with my clit. He had his other hand massaging my left tit. He still had yet to introduce himself but the jolts of pleasure going up my spine told me to just go with the flow and keep grinding on his fingers. He slipped a finger inside me and began working my dripping pussy.💧💧 Now both men and women were watching and some even took out their phones to record. 🎥i didn’t care. I just didn’t want him to stop-I needed this. I leaned back against his broad chest and lean six pack and threw my head into his neck ecstasy. I inhaled his Tom Ford cologne as my legs began to shake. He finger fucked my pussy harder, taking breaks to pinch and pull my clit every few seconds. I couldn’t take it and I squirted all over myself right in the middle of the dance floor. 🌊🌊
Instantly, guilt and shame consumed me. I know I said I wanted to be a slut tonight but I didn’t mean no wild shit like this. I turned to him apologetically and spoke into his ear. “I ..um.. usually don’t do stuff like this. I’m trying get over a really bad break—“ he walks away mid sentence and disapears into the crowd, without so much as a goodbye or anything. I stand there with my cum running down my legs into a small puddle between my stilettos with a stumped look on my face. How fucking rude! “Dickhead!” I scream out loud. 😡🤬🖕🏾🖕🏾
Getting played by the cutie in front of everyone had bruised my ego and fucked up my attitude. So I found Keisha, pulled her from her dude and told her I was ready to go. She dropped me off at my building. Something felt especially eerie as my high heels clicked toward my apartment door.Im drunk so it’s takes me a few minutes but I finally put my key in the lock and open the door—a strong presence punches me in the back of the head and I land face down on my living room floor. A gloved hand tightly grips my neck and the other groping my tits and fondling my pussy. Fear paralyzed my limbs and panic clouded my thoughts. My bladder gave out as a piss pooled beneath me. Tears stream down my face. No amount Law & Order SVU episodes could prepare me for this. He was too strong for my 5’2” frame to fight off. There was no way to escape. 😢😩😨
He slaps me while applying more pressure to his big hand wrapped around my skinny neck. He’s flicking my clit with his index finger quickly and though I feel like I’m about to pass out I kinda like the sensation. I felt life slipping from my body but at least I was about to go with my pussy being pet🤷🏾♀️ I had already accepted I wasn’t going to make it out of this alive.My lips start to quiver as they turn purple. This is it. I think to myself. I begin praying silently and he lets go of my neck just in time. Then, I hear his belt unbuckle.
“Please.. don’t.. do.. this.” I gasp for air as I speak. “You.. can… take.. my…money… please.. just.. don’t.” He ignores my pleas and I feel his hard dick position at the entry of my slit. To my surprise I was dripping wet. How could my body betray me like this? I didn’t want this. Or did I ?
I still begged him to stop but this time in a lower tone. He easily slid all 12 inches of raw dick into my tight pussy mercilessly. He pulled all the way out and plunged back in repeatedly with speed and precision, holding an animalistic rhythm . He was fucking like he just did a 10 year bid in jail. I screeched feeling his girth glide against the deepest of my walls. I had never felt anything like this. My cries of pain turned into cries of pleasure. Very quickly ‘Stop, Please don’t do this’ turned to ‘Please don’t stop fucking me.’😈🍆💦🙈
He replied by slapping me so hard that my head banged into the hard word floor beneath me and my nose created a puddle of blood beneath me. I felt his dick grow harder inside me and his stroke speed up to 1000 at the sight of my blood. I was willing to though any torture to keep feeling this dick stroke me.👊🏾🤛🏾🤕
That was until he grabbed an empty wine bottle from the table nearby. “Please..no..” I begged. I didn’t know what he was going to do with the bottle but I knew it was going to hurt. With no warning he shoves it in my ass with no lube. My dry, tight little ass feel like it’s being split in 2. The pain is unnbearable. However I can still feel his big dick in my pussy while he’s raping my asshole with the wine bottle. And that feels good. The bottle is stretching my ass too wide. I cry and receive WAP! to the face from his thick leather belt, this one busting my lip.
He continues to fuck me and use his free hand to slap, punch and spit on my head, and back over and over. The harder he hits me the wetter my pussy gets wet. I feel blood oozing from my asshole and down onto my pussy from being used by the glass bottle. The blood excites him again and this time I feel him grind his teeth as his dick tenses up. “Who’s the dickhead now little bitch?” He says in a deep voice. It was him 😍 He blasted a thick creamy load right inside my sore pussy while he beat my ass. I couldn’t move due to the overwhelming feelings of both pain and euphoria. I can’t stand another moment of this trying to convince myself that this wasn’t the best sex I’ve ever had. Everything goes black…..🖤
I wake up the next morning and I’m still on the same spot, faced down on the living floor. My red dress is at my ankles. Flash backs of last night dance in my mind and I look touch my pussy and I feel a thick long rope of cum dripping out of it. A few feet away is the bloody wine bottle. I’m kinda happy I lost consciousness and just let him have his way with me. I hope he comes back. I couldn’t believe I actually got raped. And fuck, it loved every second of it.😍😍👅👅
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