Rape

Hiking in the Mountains Mom had promised me that she and I would celebrate my eighteenth birthday at our cabin by the mountainside. I was eagerly looking forward for the occasion. I had always loved to visit our old little cabin, situated at the foothills. I also knew that perhaps it would be our last holidaying together for this season. With the winters were about to go, but the whether was still very cold. We all were looking forward for the upcoming summers. Within weeks the weather would slowly start getting warm and pleasant, it would not be long, before...

All of the incidents in this story are fiction, but the relationship between the two main characters is based on my relationship with my lover. The story is dedicated to her. Are you ready for this, baby? Yes, Daddy. I'm always ready for anything you have for me. Anne smiled sweetly. She calls me Daddy because I'm much older than she is, and because we share fantasies about incest. It says something about our relationship that the incest fantasies are one of the tamer aspects. I looked at her, took in the love and devotion shining on her face, and her...

Interview with a rapist. It didn’t start out that way, just sort of happened. I didn’t leave my house thinking I am going to go out and rape the shit out of someone. I was just enjoying the sunshine. You know, just watching the people on the beach, listening to the shrieks of the kids as they ran around on the sand, build castles or buried each other. It was a normal day and I was taking a break from writing. Didn’t I tell you I am writing a book? Oh! Well I am. It is a technical manual about travel...

The story of toothpick My name is john Tucker and in all the years of my life, I have no history of romance. My sweetheart is my right hand. Why you ask? Because I have a big problem, well I guess you can say a small problem (pun intended). You see I was born with a small dick. How small you ask? I’m 18 in my last year of high school, and my dick is the size of a toothpick. Hence I got the nick name toothpick growing up. I mean everyone calls me by this stupid ass nick name. My...

Intro “Shhhh…. Shhhh.” Chris hissed, cutting me off. “Just keep your head down… don't look up… they'll see you.” My instant reaction of course was to look straight up. That was when I saw them. Two, tall, heavy-set black men, who were cutting across the grass clearing, straight in our direction. I don't know who was more surprised really, Chris or myself. In the 8 months we had been coming here we had seen all of maybe 3 people. “Our Spot” as we had come to call it was an old, abandoned, overgrown reserve, down by the lake. Our Secret Spot...

We knew what we were doing was wrong. But as we stood out there on the balcony, the moonlight making our light brown bodies glisten, we were all that mattered. He held me up against the wall, the head of his huge dick at the opening of my tight wet slit. He kissed me deeply once more to muffle my screams as he pushed in me, breaking through my hymen and planting himself deep inside of me. I yelled into his mouth as his dick stretched me beyond belief. He breathed heavily back into mine, getting accustomed to the tightness of...

Scarlett had been a shy and introverted girl before her mother had brought her to the White House three months ago but the trauma she had suffered on election night had built a shell around her and she hadn’t said a single word to anyone since she had lost her virginity. Had it not been for her screams and her crying she would have not made a single sound, save the panic pleads that fell on deaf ears as the surgeon general removed her clitoris on the orders of President Samuel Millhouse Milford. Her life in the months that passed had...

My wife Elaine and I took a vacation in South Africa last year and decided to try and see as much of the country as we could. We flew into Johannesburg and spent a couple of days looking around. We had lots of warnings about the dangers of the city,as the murder capital of the world and we took taxi's everywhere. The townships were a real culture shock but with a guide and staying in the transport,we had no problems. We travelled to Port Elizabeth and rented a bungalow , it was beautiful. We relaxed and probably were less aware of...