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Archive name: Vansex.txt (mf, nc, anal)
Authors name: Cynthia Keller
Story title : "VAN SEX"

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You know what happened to me the other night?

I went out drinking with Jill, a friend of mine, and we ran
into some guys we know.  We sat around drinking and talking
for a long time.  I don't drink much, and after a while I was 
really, really drunk and feeling funny.  I suspect that there
was something potent other than alcohol in that drink.  I
asked Jill to take me home, but she asked me to wait.  In a
few minutes I realized that I couldn't move a muscle, not
even to open my eyes.  Jill looked at me and said, "Oh, shit!  
Karen's passed out cold.  Well, I've got to take her home.
Help me get her to the car." 

Jill wasn't exactly sober herself.  She wasn't far from
joining me collapsed in a chair.  I was hoping she wouldn't
try to drive, but I didn't want to stay here.  Finally one
of the guys suggested that they drive us home.  One guy
would take Jill's car and take her home.  The other guy
would take me home in his van, then drive over to pick up
his friend.  Had Jill not been drunk, she wouldn't take
these strangers up on their offer, but not wanting to wake
up her brother to come get us, she agreed.  I didn't like
this idea, but I had no way of expressing my opinion.

One of the guys picked me up in his arms and walked out
carrying me.  He put me in the back of his van, and we drove
off.  After he had driven for about twenty minutes, he tried
to wake me up.

After about five minutes he gave up trying.  He drove for
about ten minutes more, and I knew I was in trouble.  He
turned off his engine, and it was real quiet.  No city 
noises, just crickets chirping.  We were out in the middle
of absolutely nowhere.  I felt a hand on my thigh as my
dress was raised up over my waist.  He gasped.  I cursed
myself for having worn the sheer pink panties I had on.
You could see every hair, every detail of my pussy through
them. Maybe he would just look, jerk off, then take me home.

No such luck.  I felt his hands slide down my hips as he
took my panties and pulled them down to my ankles and off
my feet.  Then I felt both hands on my thighs as he spread
them apart as far as they would go.  I still hoped he would
get his rocks off by looking.

But then I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips.  I hoped
he wouldn't stick anything in me, because my twat was bone
dry.  All he was doing, though, was rubbing my clit.  I
could take that if he didn't get too heavy handed.

Although I was paralysed, my body responded.  I felt my
cunt get wet and my clit begin to get stiff.  That was
great.  My body had as much as given him a written invita-
tion.  After he had me good and wet, he stuck two fingers
in my hole, twisted them around, and started finger-fucking
me while he continued to massage my clit.  This wasn't as
bad as I dreaded.  My juices had me good and wet, so I was
lubricated for his fingers.

The finger-fucking continued forever, it seemed like.  He
kept thrusting and jamming his fingers in me.  Then he
added another finger, then another.  I would be sore in
the morning, not from the friction, but he was stretching
the hell out of me.  I wouldn't have thought I could take
three fingers, much less four.  I was just hoping he
wouldn't go overboard and try to go all the way with five
fingers and try to fist-fuck me.  Finally I felt the first
tingle of an orgasm building.  My body was betraying me.
I didn't want this, I didn't want his fingers in me, and
I most certainly didn't want an orgasm from it.  No luck,
however.  I felt a wrenching wave emanate from my twat and
radiate over my whole body.  Before that wave had dis-
sipated, another one came, then another and another.  Each
wave was stronger than the one before.  Such orgasms
normally would have had me screaming and gasping, but I
still couldn't so much as twitch a muscle.  Finally, the
last orgasm rolled over me.  I thought I would blow my
ovaries out through my tightly filled fuckhole.

I'll have to admit, though, his timing was perfect.  At
the precise moment of my last orgasm, he withdrew his
fingers with a sucking popping noise.  My hole felt cold
on the INSIDE!  My cunt had been stretched so wide that
it didn't close when he pulled his fingers out.  My pussy
was ruined for life.

I hoped he was finally finished with me, but boy, was I
wrong!  I hadn't thought of the point that, with both
hands busy on my cunt, he hadn't had the chance to get
his own rocks off.  He rolled me over onto my stomach,
spread my legs, and slid a cushion under my hips.  My
asshole was exposed this way, what with my ass cheeks
spread.  I felt a little insistant prod at my asshole, 
which was good and tight.  But, I felt something push
past the initial tightness and slide it's way easily
into my rectum.  It had to be his finger, greased with
something.  After he wiggled his finger in my ass and
finger fucked me for a few seconds, I realized what he
was doing.  He was greasing me up for something big.
I had never had any guy express any interest in my ass 
before.  And except for one incident in my childhood
when, out of curiousity, I stuck my own finger in my
ass during a night-time exploration, I was an anal 
virgin.  I figured that was about to end.

I guess I was no longer fearing or hoping anything except
that I could take his dick or whatever he was going to
stick up my ass.  I just wanted him to hurry and finish
up without hurting me and take me on home.  I felt his
weight on my back, and felt something huge poking at my
anus.  It spread my tight little hole wider and wider.
I thought that I would split wide open, but surprisingly
enough, his pole just slipped right in.  His grease job
worked well enough, but he was huge, though.  I thought
he would never quit sliding in his rod.  He was going
deeper and deeper.  Why couldn't he have a little dinky
prick like all the guys I've ever been in the sack with?

Finally, I felt his hips slam against my ass cheeks.  That
meant he was all the way in.  I guessed now my cunt wasn't
the only thing stretched out of shape. 

The bad part was, I liked it!  Like I said, I was an anal
virgin.  I never thought that there could be any pleasure
in getting rammed from behind like this.

After a couple of slow strokes, he started pumping with a
vengeance.  His balls slapped against my cunt.  Although I
had expected the tightness of my ass to make this painful,
it didn't happen.  The reaming I was getting didn't hurt at
all.  As a matter of fact, like I said, I was starting to
get to like anal sex. My body was beginning to flood with
a warm, deliciously full feeling. His tool easily slid in
and out.  I was getting jostled and shaken with each stroke,
getting shoved across the floor of his van.  If I could have 
moved, I don't think I would have.  I was afraid if I moved,
it WOULD hurt.

Finally, as luck would have it, just as I felt the first
twinges of my first anal orgasm begin to develop, he
groaned, jammed his tool into my ass, held it in and tried
to grind it in even deeper, pulling on my hips the whole
time.  I felt his pole spasming, hosing my bowels down with
his gush of come.

Then he just relaxed and laid on top of me.  His prick
softened, shrank, and whatever residual tightness my
violated ass had left squeezed him out.  I was frustrated
with this.  I had changed my mind about an orgasm.  As
little as I wanted this anal rape, I would have at least
liked to have gotten an orgasm from it.

He finally put my clothes back on me, and took me home.
He put me on my bed at my apartment, clothes and all still
on me.  One thing, though.  Before he left, he raised my
skirt, reached down in my panties, stuck his fingers between
my cuntlips, and gave my clit one last caress.

I fell asleep shortly after that.  When I woke up the next
morning, I remembered my anal pleasure and my anal almost
orgasm.  I finished myself off, anally speaking, with a
huge dildo Jill gave me as a gag gift.  I use that dildo
in my ass a lot now.  I have seen the light of anal sex!

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It’s okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
strangers. But it isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex
with strangers!!  You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it.
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