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Authors name: Red Dragon (redragon@interserv.com)
Story title : Bikini Model Gang-Rape
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Bikini Model Gang-Rape (M+/F, mexican, rp, v)
By Red Dragon (redragon@interserv.com)
***
She should've known better, but she listened to her
stupid boyfriend. It seemed so easy: on their trip to
Columbia, he'd pick up a couple of ounces of coke from a
guy he knew and they'd just smuggle it home and party it
up back in San Diego. It was supposed to be so easy.
Staci's parents, both doctors, had sprung for the trip
for her eighteenth birthday. They were proud of their
daughter, she'd just graduated form high school and was
just starting to model bikinis for a local swim wear
company - and she had the look, long, straight, blonde
past the middle of her back, blue eyes, a very pretty
face, nice full tits, slender legs, and a perfect little
ass - she could go far modeling - and the money was good,
but the work was not real steady and Steve, her
boyfriend, pretty much just surfed and hung-out.
Her parents thought it would be good for Staci to visit
another culture and to see some of the pre-Columbian
ruins and artifacts strewn throughout the region and
hopefully spark her interest in going to college. Well,
Steve had other ideas, ideas Staci liked too as they took
off for their two weeks.
They spent a few days in Bogota, but then they checked
out of their hotel and headed into the mountains south of
the city, to a little mountain village where Steve's
friend Paulo lived.
Everything went as planned: they met Steve's friend, and
stayed with him for a couple of days, then they bought
the coke, two ounces of absolutely pure cocaine for $200.
Incredible. They packed it into balloons and Staci went
into the other room and unbuttoned her faded, cut-off
"Daisy-May" short-shorts, let them fall around her
ankles, slipped her little white g-string down, and
inserted both balloons deep into her pussy. It felt kind
of good slipping in, a deep tingly sensation like having
a huge dick inside her but without being sexually
stimulated; she liked it.
As they drove away, back towards Bogota, they waved
goodbye to Paulo and the little village. They planned to
spend the rest of their last week in the Capital, sight
seeing and doing up lines.
About ten miles from the outskirts of the city as they
bumped along the rutted road in the damp tropical heat
they saw a road block up ahead. They looked like
government troops. Staci looked nervous as she brushed
some wet blonde hair from her face.
Two guys in military jungle fatigues holding machine guns
stood in the road. Steve stopped the car. They approached
on both sides. Staci stared straight ahead as the guard
on her side walked around the vehicle. Steve handed the
guard at his window their passports and the papers
showing the car to be a rental.
The guard looked at the papers and into the car at Steve
and Staci, then he yelled in Spanish and pointed the
machine gun at them, other men jumped off the trucks and
pointed their machine guns at the car, Steve and Staci
froze in panic.
The guard screamed and waved his gun, motioning them out
of the car. They both held their hands out to show
themselves unarmed and tried to get out of the car. As
Steve opened his door the guard lunged and struck him
sharply on the head with his machine gun, then swiftly
kicked Steve in the face.
Steve was still dangling in the car as the guard grabbed
him by the hair and pulled him out of the car and
violently kicked Steve in the ribs, rolling him onto his
back. Steve begged as Staci screamed and sobbed. Two
guards directed her to the hood of the car where she
stood shaking and holding her face as tears streamed
down.
There was still a lot of commotion and screaming and gun
pointing as Steve remained on the ground on his back and
Staci stood motionless. Waiting. They knew they'd been
caught. Paulo.
An officer stepped out from a jeep on the right side of
the road. He'd been watching the whole thing. He walked
up to Steve and asked calmly in broken English, "Where is
the coca my friend?" and he smiled down at Steve,
revealing his three, gold capped, upper front teeth.
Steve belted out, "What coke? We don't have shit." His
voice trailed away.
The officer smiled again, a sadistic smile, as he placed
the sole of his shiny, black jack-boot on Steve's face
and pressed down hard and grinding.
"Where is the coca?" Steve started to scream as his face
bruised and began to bleed under the pressure. "You
Americanos come here and think you can do what you
please, raping my country and my people, I will show
you." And he stomped down on Steve's chest knocking the
wind out of him.
He turned and faced Staci who stood terrorized. As the
officer started over to where she stood she began to back
up slowly. Two steps back and the strong hands of guards
clamped down on her arms and held her firm. The officer
smiled as he approached, his gold teeth glimmering. She
struggled, twisting and jerking to get free, but the
guards held her tight. Steve rolled onto his hands and
knees and watched in pain.
The officer shouted something in Spanish and the guards
forced Staci to the ground, two more guards ran over. She
screamed for help, as they held her down and ripped the
buttons on her shorts open and pulled them off her. Staci
struggled in the dirt as the four guards held her down.
The officer pulled his shiny steel knife from its sheath
and Staci stopped struggling and screaming as she watched
the blade glint in the sun. Steve tried to get up but a
guard struck him with the butt of his rifle from behind
and knocked him to the ground again, where he could only
watch, helpless.
The officer knelt down by Staci's waist. She lay
motionless, watching the blade. The officer enjoying her
fear, gently placed the razor-sharp tip on her smooth,
tender neck. She swallowed. He ran the tip between her
tits. He said something in Spanish and there was a
nervous laughter.
He ran the blade down her tan stomach, and across her
tight hard muscles, down to her pelvis, where he drew the
blade across the pelvic bones, which protruded slightly,
and back up to the elastic strap of her white g-string,
where, with a quick flick, he cut the elastic. The cut
strap revealed her very white tan lines from her bikini.
Staci began to beg.
"No, no please stop. We'll leave. No please." She
clenched as the officer cut the other elastic band. She
started to cry as he took the point of the blade and
lifted her panties away revealing her pussy. Her dark tan
lines contrasted sharply with her white skin where her
light brown pubic hair had been trimmed and shaved into a
little strip. Her pussy lips were shaved completely.
The officer said something else in Spanish and the guards
spread Staci's legs wide open. She continued to sob as he
took his knife and ran it through her muff and down to
her pussy lips, he ran the long, sharpened edge down her
inner thigh as if shaving her.
"Shave very nice, no?" He said something else in Spanish
to another wave of nervous laughter. Then he plunged the
knife violently down into the soil between her legs and
Staci screamed as all the guards laughed and Steve
watched.
Staci watched as the officer stuck two dirty fingers from
his right hand into his mouth. He smiled as she struggled
and twisted as he inserted then into her pussy. She
cried, "No, no, please."
The officer said something in Spanish as felt around
inside her, she could feel his fingers probing inside
her, moving the balloons around, he was enjoying this,
then he pulled one of the balloons out of Staci's
widespread snatch. He sniffed it and examined the balloon
before handing it to another guard, who smiled as he held
it and watched.
The officer slipped his fingers back inside Staci, in
past his knuckles, she could feel his big hand stretching
her as he took his time violating her, before he smiled
and pulled the second balloon out. He handed the second
balloon to the guard and he said something in Spanish as
he started to undo his pants.
Staci started to scream again and fight but the guards
held her firmly to the ground. She was pinned and
helpless as his belt buckle fell open and he started to
undo his fly. He shouted something and two guards drug
Steve over to where he could watch clearly. They both
held the barrels of their guns to his head. The officer
said, "If you move, they shoot you."
Steve watched as the officer pulled his hard prick out of
his pants and climbed on top of Staci. She screamed and
struggled as she felt his rigid rod beginning to
penetrate. It hurt as he rammed it inside and started to
fuck her.
She cried as he looked down at her, his bad breath
blowing onto her face, his meaningless words in time with
each violating trust. His dirty tongue licked her face
and ear, she turned her face away but he kept groaning
and grunting on top of her until he finally jammed his
big prick all the way inside her and came. He twitched
and groaned as his cum flooded her violated hole.
Staci looked up at him with hatred as he smiled down, she
could see his gold caps and rotting teeth, his pitted and
pocked greasy face. He pulled his spent, cum covered cock
out of her and flopped it back into his pants, and did
them up. He stood up and, as he walked away, he said
something in Spanish.
The other ten men from the detachment whooped and
hollered and shouted in Spanish as they surrounded Staci.
Steve lay helpless on the ground, a boot in his back and
two guns to his head as he watched fourteen soldiers
gang-rape his girlfriend.
Four guys held her down as the others took turns raping
her. They ripped her t-shirt off and groped and pulled at
her snow white tits and hard little nipples as guy after
guy got between her legs and fucked her. The officer's
cum lubricated her tight little pussy so each soldier got
a nice juicy hole to wildly fuck as they traded-off, each
enjoying her.
Staci stopped struggling after the fifth or sixth guy had
fucked her, but they still held her tight. There was a
frenzy around her; hands rubbed and pulled and pinched,
she felt guy after guy climb on top of her, his weight
pressing down as he found her raped pussy, and
penetrated.
They were fucking her hard, she could feel their cocks
inside her, filling her, violating her, she could feel
their heavy balls slapping her asshole, their stubbled,
dirty faces smiling down at her, saying things in
Spanish, pounding and pounding, their awful breath as
they panted and gasped, and just before they would cum
they would pull out and let some other dirty soldier find
her hole and fuck her. Soldier after soldier took his
turn again and again.
Steve tried to close his eyes but the guards made him
watch. He watched as each of the soldiers finally climbed
between Staci's widespread legs and fucked her until they
pumped their cum deep inside her pussy.
Staci could feel the cum fill her cunt. She felt looser
and sloppier with each guy. She could feel the cum being
forced out of her pussy as each new cock pushed in; it
bubbled and farted as it seeped out and ran down over her
asshole and smeared between her legs until she was a
gooey, sticky, cum soaked mess as each guy's cock slipped
in and out of her.
The soldiers didn't care about her, they each wanted to
have a chance to cum inside a white American bitch,
especially a beautiful, long-haired blonde, big- titted
white girl just like the American magazines they jack-off
to.
Finally it was over, as the last guy grunted and grimaced
as he pumped his load inside her well fucked and cum
smeared cunt.
Steve could here the sloppy pussy farts from where he lay
as he watched as the last guy pulled his dick from his
girlfriend's completely stretched and splattered, gang-
raped hole. God what a mistake he'd made!
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
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