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Raping Ashley
by Anon Pixnix Author (address withheld)

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In this story a coed waiting in a bus shelter finds
a tall, powerful black man blocking the door and 
demanding sex. (MF, nc, rp, intr, oral, anal)

***

He saw her outside the Science building, a tiny perfect 
woman, all tits and ass, with curly red hair, bright 
green eyes, and very white, smooth skin. She was 
striding purposefully, happily along, books loading her 
down. He followed her at once, across campus to the 
dorm building. He hated dorms, but on the other hand, 
the University was his prime hunting turf.

He loved to get these snotty, rich, know-it-all white 
girls and drag them through the dirt, show them who was 
boss, show them how low and filthy and worthless they 
were. This redheaded bitch would learn that too. 

		*	*	*

Ashley blinked, then pulled her eye from the 
microscope's eye-piece and rubbed her eyes. It was past 
nine. She had better head home if she was going to get 
any sleep tonight. She slipped on a denim jacket, 
scooped her books into her gym bag, then headed for the 
science building's door.

It was already dark outside and a little cool. She 
hugged herself as she walked across the parking lot 
towards the bus stop. It was a lot darker than usual 
out and she glanced around curiously. The street lights 
were out, she saw, at least along this block. She hoped 
the bus wouldn't drive by and miss her.

She stepped into the bus shelter, putting her bag on 
the seat and zipping up her jacket. She hated cold. At 
barely ninety seven pounds she had no fat to speak of 
to protect her from the cold. 

Of course, she was barely five feet tall as well, so 
she wasn't all that light for her size.

A man walked along the sidewalk. She kept her eye on 
him. It was after dark, after all, and there was 
nothing around her except the parking lot and the empty 
science building behind it. She didn't like his looks, 
but it seemed he would pass by.

Then he stopped and walked into the shelter. She 
stepped closer to the other side of the shelter, giving 
him lots of room. He was a big guy and needed it.

She felt him looking at her and her pulse grew more 
rapid. She cursed herself for being paranoid, then 
looked at her watch, wishing the stupid bus would be 
early instead of late, like normal.

"Hi." 

Her heart gave a lurch and she turned to look at him 
momentarily. She wasn't sure what to do. Ignoring him 
would be outright rude and insulting, but he looked 
rough and dirty... 

"Hi," she said, as brusque and unfriendly as she could 
manage without giving offense, she hoped.

"What's your name?"

"Sara," she replied. It was a lie, but she didn't want 
him knowing anything about her.

"You got nice hair, Sara. I love red hair." She had 
curly, shoulder length red hair and he reached out and 
slid his fingers through it on the right side. She 
shuffled forward a bit, going deeper into the shelter, 
but he moved forward too.

"You're a real pretty little thing. You know that?"
"Thanks," she gulped, praying he'd get lost, or that 
the bus or anybody would come along.

"Always loved red hair," he mused. "Is it natural?"
She didn't answer, hoping now that ignoring him would 
discourage him.

"Hey, is it natural?" he poked her shoulder and she 
turned, glaring up at him. He was well over six feet 
tall and must weight way more than twice what she did.

"Yes! Okay!" she snapped.

"Don't get bitchy, Sara. Just wondered is all. So many 
of you broads dye your hair a guy's gotta check your 
pussy to make sure half the time."

She turned away again, turning her back on him.

"You got a nice ass too. You know that?"

Her heart was pounding furiously now, her body tense as 
her fear grew. Her pulse was hammering in her throat 
and she was breathing in shallow little pants.

"Real nice little ass," he sighed. "Nice body, in fact. 
You're kinda little but you got a nice little body. 
Hard to see what your tits look like with that jacket 
closed though. Why don't you open it and let me see."

"Please leave me alone Mister," she said, her voice 
small.

"Leave you alone? I ain't hurtin' you, baby. I ain't 
touching you. I just asked is all. I wanted to see if 
you got nice tits like you got a nice ass."

She turned away again, ignoring him, her skin tingling, 
light headed with terror now.

"Hey, I bet a guy my size would really squash you 
down, huh?

I bet you prefer fucking on top."

Again she didn't' answer.

"Or maybe you like the doggie style, huh? You like it 
on all fours, that round, tight little ass in the air. 
Zat it? Huh? Hey Sara, I asked you a question."

"Leave me alone!" she cried, turning and trying to dart 
past him. He backed up into the entrance, completely 
blocking it as he leered down at her.

"Let me out," she demanded, her voice quavering.

"Why? The bus ain't here yet. Hey, I bet you got one 
really tight little snatch there." He reached towards 
her and she jumped back, almost falling down in her 
haste to evade his touch. He sniggered and folded his 
arms across his chest.

"Real, real tight," he said, his eyes sliding up and 
down her body. "Tell me what your favorite position is, 
Sara."

"Please leave me alone," she whispered, hovering on the 
edge of tears.

"I ain't hurting you, Sara, baby. I just wanted to know 
what your favorite position is. You ain't a lezzie, are 
you? You like licking pussy, sucking on clitties, 
sucking tits? Huh?" She turned away, looking in all 
directions for any signs of anybody.

"I do. You know, I wouldn't blame you if you liked 
that.

Nothing better than sucking on a nice titty I always 
said. Hey. Tell me, You got big brown nipples, or nice 
little pink ones? I bet you got nice little pink 
nipples, don't you?"

"Please go away Mister?" she begged, her voice breaking 
now as she fought to hold back tears.

"Hey. I'm just waiting for the bus, baby." He moved 
forward and she cringed back into the far corner, her 
eyes wide as she stared at him.

"You ever deep throated? You know guys really love deep 
throating. I could show you how if you want."

She trembled and began to weep. He grinned, his hand 
coming out and touching her hair again.

"Real nice hair," he said.

His fingers slid through her hair with growing 
possessiveness, his body blocking her back into the 
corner. She was sniffling and trembling and looking 
down at the ground as he gripped the zipper of her 
jacket and slowly eased it down until he could open her 
jacket and look at her body. She was wearing a red 
button down shirt. He looked at it for a few moments.

"Looks like you got nice titties in there, Sara. Hey. 
Could I see them? Huh? I'd really like to see them."

She wept harder.

"I bet that shirt would tear in pieces without half 
trying.

How bout you open your shirt and let me have a see huh? 
Come on. Open it. Just unbutton the shirt for me, baby. 
Come on. Do it." 

She was terrified he'd hurt her and her fingers moved, 
trembling and shaking to the buttons. Her mind was 
blasted with waves of terror and fear and humiliation 
and she couldn't think straight. One by one she 
unbuttoned them until she reached her pants. 

"Pull it out of the pants and open it," he said, his 
voice impatient. She did as he told her, shaking and 
whimpering, dazed and fearful. 

"Nice little bra, but I want to see what kind of 
nipples you got. Let's see, baby. Let's see the 
nipples."

She unclipped the bra and then let it slide aside, 
covering herself with her shaking hands. Tears were 
streaming down her cheeks now and her eyes were blurred 
by them as she huddled miserably in the corner.

"Let's see them," he demanded.

She slowly, tremblingly, pulled her hands apart and 
down, standing, slumping in the corner, her head bowed, 
body quivering.

"They're nice and pink, ain't they. Do they get real 
big when your boyfriend sucks them? Or is it your 
girlfriend? Huh? Huh? Hey, Play with them, Sara. Pinch 
them and roll them in your fingers. I want to see them 
hard."

Dazedly, she did what he ordered, her hands going to 
her breasts, slowly rubbing her nipples as he looked 
down.

"Why don't you take off that shit? Just let the shirt 
and jacket slide down to the ground, baby. I want to 
see how nice you look without them. His hands touched 
her clothes for the first time, pushing her shirt and 
jacket across her shoulders, along with her bra. They 
all slid down her arms and dropped off onto the floor, 
leaving her naked from the waist up.

"Now the pants."

"Please," she moaned.

"What?"

"Please. Please don't," she wept.

"The pants, you slut. Take off the pants."

His voice and presence were so menacing she thought she 
might faint. 

"Take them off!" he yelled. She screamed in shock, and 
her hands quickly unsnapped her pants, then eased down 
the zipper. She let the pants slid down off her hips to 
her knees.

"The panties. Push them down, whore."

She pushed them down, sobbing loudly now, gut wrenching 
sobs that made the tears drop down onto her naked 
breasts.

"Whore. Look at that pussy. Sure is shaved nice. That's 
so you can wave your ass around in those tiny little 
bikinis, isn't it? Huh Slut? Whore? Take them off 
completely, and the shoes and socks."

She almost fell but got her pants and shoes off and 
huddled in the corner naked as he leered down at her.

"Nice body. Real tight I bet. You ever suck a cock?" 
Answer me!"

"No." she gulped.

"You lying slut. I know you have. Ever take a cock down 
your throat?"

"Noooo," she wept.

"You're going to, baby," he snickered, leaning closer. 
"Ever get a big thick one up the asshole? Huh? You ever 
get fucked in the ass?"

"Nooo," she whimpered, sobbing loudly again.

"You're gonna," He laughed.

He took her hand, pulling it against him, rubbing it 
against his crotch, up and down. She could feel his 
hard erection inside his jeans and tried to pull away. 
He held her wrist there against him, grinning down at 
her.

"Let me see you stick your finger up your cunt. Go on. 
Do it or I will. Push your finger right up your cunt 
hole."

She looked around as if in a daze.

"Do it!" he roared. She jerked as if struck, then her 
hand, her free hand, slipped down to her groin and she 
eased a trembling finger inside her pubic lips, wincing 
as she screwed it up into her tight, dry vagina.

"Deeper. Bury it up your snatch, whore. Yeah, that's 
it. Jerk off on it. Beat your little pussy, slut. 
Spread your legs more, Sara. Wider. Now bend back, arch 
your back. I want to see those hard little nipples 
sticking out. Yeah. Lookit them. Look how hard they 
are, all stiff and wantin' to be sucked."

Her nipples were hard, for she was freezing, her body 
covered in goose bumps, trembling and shaking in the 
cold night air.

"Bitch," he snickered. "Stupid little slut. I bet you 
want this, don't you?" he squeezed her hand down harder 
against his erection.

"Don't you? Bet you want it up that tight, wet little 
gash of yours, huh? Or maybe you want it up your ass? 
Let me hear you beg for it."

She wept and said nothing.

"Beg for it," he snarled. "Beg me to fuck you. Beg for 
it!"

"P.... p... pleeeasse... p.. pleease f... f... fuck 
me," she stuttered, her voice strangled and weak.

"Say it louder."

"P.. p... please... f... f.. fuck me," she gasped.

"Beg me to fuck you."

"Please... f.. f... fuck m... me."

"Beg me to fuck your asshole."

She moaned and sniffled and shook her head.

"Beg for it!" he hissed.

"P... p.. please fuck... fuck my... my... 
ass...asshole," she whimpered.

"Well, I dunno. I bet its tight there, tight and dirty. 
Course I fucked tight white asses before. Tell you 
what, you turn around and bend over. Spread your legs 
and grab hold of your ankles, and I'll consider it.

"P... pleeease," she whimpered.

"You don't have to beg any more, whore. Go on. Do 
it."

She turned her back on him, trembling and shaking, 
slowly bending over and spreading her legs. She shook 
and almost fell, then bent way over and pawed at her 
bare ankles, taking several attempts to grip them.

"Straighten your legs. I want to see that round little 
ass sticking up," he ordered.

"Beg for it again," he said. "Beg for it, slut."

"P... p... please... f... fuck... me,"

"Get on all fours, slut. Get down on all fours like the 
bitch dog you are. Yeah, go on. He shoved his foot 
against her ass and she dropped to her hands and knees.

"Raise that little ass, and spread your legs. That's 
it.

You've done this plenty of time before."

She trembled violently, almost throwing up as her guts 
churned. She waited for him to get down behind her, to 
use her, rape her. She thought of all the times she had 
fought to keep her virginity and what a stupid waste 
that had been.

"Reach back between your legs, slut, and play with 
yourself.

I want you to get all warmed up for me."

She closed her eyes in new humiliation.

"Jerk off for me. I want to see those fingers jerking 
off that tight little cunt box."

She reached back with one hand, her trembling fingers 
touching her vaginal entrance, rubbing in jerky 
movements.

"Harder, slut!" he snarled. "Rub that little snatch."

She rubbed harder as he watched.

"Stick your finger up your asshole!"

The words struck her like a blow. 

"Do it, you white whore!"

She eased her fingers higher, up against her asshole, 
then slowly pressed one finger against her crinkled 
little anal opening. She felt her hand gripped tightly, 
his fingers pressing her finger straight and jamming it 
into her asshole hard.

He pumped her own finger in and out of her asshole as 
she whimpered and moaned and sobbed. 

"Dirty little whore," he sneered.

She heard his zipper and her whimpers turned to tears 
again. She closed her eyes and waited, trembling 
violently, then sensed his movement behind her. She 
felt his hands on her behind, rubbing, squeezing. A 
hand cupped her pubic mound then and began squeezing 
that.

"Nice," he said.

She felt pressure against her pussy, the pressure 
growing greater. She felt his cock sliding into her, 
forcing its way into her tight, dry vagina. She winced, 
gritting her teeth against the pain, praying for it to 
be over.

"UUUUHhhhhhgggg!" she cried, as he thrust forward. His 
cock stabbed into her with savage force, ramming deep 
into her, smashing through her hymen without even 
slowing down. She felt a deep heartache at losing her 
hard held cherry and in such a way.

He gripped her hips hard, beginning to jerk and twist 
his prick inside her, ignoring her whimpers and cries, 
heedless of the pain he was causing her. He threw his 
hips forward hard thrusting his cock into the center of 
her belly, burying his thick, bloated prong inside her.

"Yeaaahhhh. How's it feel, whore? How's it feel with a 
big nigger cock in your belly? Bet you love it. Don't 
you, slut? Huh? Love it, don't you? Huh?" He slapped 
the side of her head.
"Don't you?" he demanded.

"Yes," she sobbed.

"I knew it. I knew you were a cheap slut when I saw 
you."

He fucked her with hard, brutal strokes, the pain 
almost unbearable to her. She felt like she was being 
disemboweled, ripped open from the crotch inward. She 
swayed and shook and bit her tongue as he rutted into 
her with cruel strokes.

"Uh, yeahhhh!" he grunted and snorting, thrusting 
harder still and then giving a series of hard, sharp 
thrusts into her.

"Oooh babyyy," he gasped. "You got it now. Got my juice 
up inside you. Got my cum in your cunt box."

She felt nauseous at the thought, yet also tremendously 
gratified that he had finished. She hoped against hope 
he would soon leave.

She felt his cock pump a few more times but she could 
tell it was softening. He pulled it out and she closed 
her eyes in relief.

"Okay, slut, come with me."

He gripped her arm and jerked her to her feet, then 
dragged the naked woman out of the shelter and across 
the street. Her feet froze on the cold concrete as he 
led her onto the sidewalk and then into a small thicket 
of woods on the other side.

He led her in a few feet then through her down on her 
knees.

"Suck it hard again, whore." He held his cock in one 
hand and her hair in the other. He pressed his cock, 
oily and wet, against her lips. She kept them tightly 
closed, staring at it in horror.

"Suck it, slut!" he hissed. "Open your mouth or I'll 
break your fucking teeth."

She did as he ordered and he pushed his wet, dirty dick 
into her mouth. Again she almost threw up but feared 
he'd kill her.

"You're gonna suck me hard and then I'm gonna fuck you 
right up your tight, buttery little asshole," he 
sniggered.

"Oh please noo!" she sobbed, trying to pull away, 
tearing her mouth free of his cock briefly.

"Do it"! he snarled. 

He gripped her hair and pulled her face in against his 
crotch. He pushed his cockhead against her lips and she 
reluctantly opened them, taking it in. He grinned down 
as the girl sucked his cock, taking the whole thing 
into her mouth. That was easy enough, it being soft, 
but as she worked it over with her tongue and sucked on 
it, the long black snake began to thicken and harden.

"It's gettin' hard, slut. It's getting long and thick. 
Soon it's gonna be up your asshole. You'll like that, 
won't you, whore. Won't you!"

Her muffled moans and soft whimpering contradicted him 
and he snickered in glee. He began to pump his cock in 
her mouth, sighing in pleasure as his prong turned to 
steel against her tongue. Finally he pulled it free, 
rubbing it across her face as he chuckled.

"Okay, whore. It's ready. Turn around and get on all 
fours like the bitch dog you are. Go on."

"Please! Please don't!" she begged. 

"Shut up and do it!"
"Please. It's sick! It's horrible. Can't you... can't 
you just... just fuck me in the cunt again?"

"I'll do whatever I want to you, slut!"

He pushed her to all fours and knelt behind her, his 
cock sliding along her slit, sawing against the tight 
slit.

"So you don't want it up the asshole, huh, baby? Okay, 
beg for it then. Beg me to fuck your dirty cunt."

"Please fuck me," she gasped. "Please fuck my cunt. 
Fuck my dirty cunt!"

"You're twat? You're pussy? You're fuck hole? You're 
slit?

You're slash?"

"Yes! Yes! Fuck my twat! Fuck my slit!"

"With this big nigger cock?"

"Yes! Yes! Fuck my slit with your big black cock! Shove 
your giant black cock in me to the balls! Bury it in my 
dirty fuck hole!"

"Call me... call me masssah."

"Please fuck me master!" she whimpered.

"Not Master, Massah, like those southern nigger 
accents!"

"Please Massah! Please fuck me in the cunt, Massah!"

"What's your name, whore?"

"Ashley, Massah!"

"You told me before your name was Sarah"

"I... I'm sorry, Massah!" she sobbed.

"Does little Ashley want a hot nigger cock up her 
cunt pipe?"

"Yes, Massah! Please fuck Ashley up her cunt pipe, 
Massah!"

"You got it, whore. Reach back and pry your dirty 
little cunt lips open for me. Go on. Pull them open."

She reached back behind her and pulled her cunt open, 
shaking with cold and fear.

"Wider! Wider!"

She moaned with pain as she opened herself wide apart 
for him.

He grinned in pleasure.

"Now grab my cock and put it in, then back onto it."

She used the fingers of one hand to hold her cunt lips 
as wide as she could, then reached between her legs and 
gripped his thick prong, pressing it against her 
opening. She shuffled her knees backwards in the dirt 
as she slid her velvet sheath over his prick and jammed 
herself back onto his shaft.

She drove herself back onto the thing, impaling herself 
until she had the whole thing inside her belly.

"Now fuck me, bitch. Work that little white ass on my 
cock."

She sobbed as she began to hump back against him. Under 
his lashing tongue she was soon grinding her hips and 
slapping her ass back against him with vigorous 
motions, jamming herself again and again on his hard 
cock.

Suddenly he pulled out, holding her in place.

"So I've fucked you. I said I would, right? I fucked 
your cunt. Now I want that asshole."

"Pleeeeeassssee!" she sobbed.

"Reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart."

"Please, Massah! Please Massah!"

"Do it," he snarled.

The shaking, trembling girl reached back and pulled her 
ass cheeks apart, whining and groaning in anxiety and 
fear. She gave a short cry as she felt his cockhead 
pressing against her anus, then gritted her teeth and 
gasped in pain as he put more and more pressure against 
her sphincter.

His cockhead slowly forced her asshole open and sank 
down into her. She groaned and moaned and mewled in 
pain as his log sank deeper and deeper into her rectum. 
Her ass stung and ached as his giant cock slid further 
inside.

"Yeahhhh," he sighed. "Nice little white ass meat."

He gripped her hips and thrust hard, drawing a cry of 
pain from the tormented girl as his cock drove deep. He 
drew back then thrust again, burying his cock in her 
tight anal tube. With hardly any hesitation, with no 
time to let her ass become accustomed to his girth, he 
began to pump, tearing his cock up and down inside her.

Soon he was pounding his cock with savage force and 
speed, sodomising the weeping, shaking girl with no 
regard to her pain. His cock skewered her with terrible 
violence, ripping in and out of her tight, aching 
tunnel. His cockhead pumped like a butter churn in her 
anus as his hips rocked the girl again and again.

Then he came, forcing thick, white loads of jism down 
her asshole, sighing in pleasure as he felt the sperm 
shooting into her trembling, spasming guts...

And that's were he left her, bunched up in the fetal 
position, cold, hurt and alone... in the woods.

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This story is for adult entertainment (Weird enter-
tainment, but entertainment all the same) For those 
nuttso's out there, please keep in mind that rape can
land you in prison for 25 years. If a girl says no, 
then you can pretty well take it as fact that she means 
it. So don't be stupid...LIVE IN THE REAL WORLD!
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