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Hey Jude
by Johnny Walker (address withheld)
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Rape to the tune of "Hey Jude" even when you want it,
you don't. (Fm, nc, rp)
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I couldn't believe what was happening. One minute the
boy was as sweet as could be, the next he was naked,
horny, and coming at me with a look in his eyes that
sent chills down my spine. I no more than stood up when
his slap sent me reeling. He ripped off my panties, and
had me down on my hands and knees before I knew what
was happening.
I was so paralyzed by panic that I could barely react
when he knelt down behind me, pushed my skirt up to my
waist, and pulled me onto his cock. I tried to resist,
but I was no match for the teenager's strength. The
harder I struggled, the tighter he held me.
I wanted to scream. God, how I wanted to scream, but
all I could manage was a pitiful, gurgling whimper. I
was locked in his grip, helplessly skewered on his
cock, unable to move, unable to do anything but endure
the relentless thrusts of his hips. I cried like a baby
as he fucked me at will. I was being raped by a child
whom I've known from birth.
His thrusts became faster and more violent as he took
his pleasure. His grip on my hips tightened so much
that I felt I was seized by huge metallic pincers.
Tears and saliva were running freely down my face into
my neck and chest.
"Stop it, Todd. Please!" I managed to mumble, but he
ignored me completely. "It will end soon," I tried to
comfort myself as his pace grew faster and faster, his
hips smacking my ass harder and harder.
"It."
SMACK.
"Will."
SMACK.
"End."
SMACK.
"Soon."
Suddenly, he gripped my hair and jerked my head
backward viciously .My neck was stretched back so much
I thought it might break. His lustful, evil gaze met
mine as he forced my head upwards and backwards. Then
he pulled my hair even more and I felt his body
hardening, arching and relaxing. He buried me under his
muscular body as he collapsed on top of me.
"It's over. Oh god it's over," I thought with relief.
It was over.
He remained on top of me for a few moments panting,
while I sobbed silently. But it was over. Slowly I felt
my strength and will returning then panic started to
surface again. I felt a strange movement inside my
vagina. I couldn't believe it. It wasn't happening.
But it was.
His dick was starting to harden again rapidly. My body
was lifeless and numb with horror as I felt his body
awaking, his lust returning.
"Oh god, don't let it happen."
But it did. His dick started moving in and out slowly.
I could feel it hardening and growing inside me. He was
fucking me at a slow, steady pace. Raping me leisurely.
The room was quiet save for the "Splash" sounds from my
pumped, cum filled vagina. Suddenly he started singing.
Chill ran down my spine as I recognized the evil,
twisted words.
"Hey Jude, don't TAKE it bad."
He was fucking me steadily now, moving in and out to
the rhythm of his twisted song.
"Take a sad song and make it better."
For a reason I hadn't known that he'd taken his huge
greasy organ out of my vagina.
"W-what's happening to me?"
"Remember to let IT into your ASS!"
"AAAARRGGHHH!!!" I screamed in pain. My virgin ass felt
like it was being cut apart. He forced his dick into my
poor hole.
"Then you BEGIN to TAKE it DEEPER!"
I desperately tried to move away from his impaling
lance but it was useless. He gripped me by my hips and
continued his painful grinding. "Oh god!" I thought
"I'm in my best friend's living room, on my knees, half
naked and being raped by her sweet child whom I'd known
from birth. This can't be happening."
Pain, humiliation and desperation filled me as the evil
boy started increasing his pace, matching it to his
song which he now hummed to himself, obviously amused.
Heavy beads of sweat dripped from my sweaty, hot face
into the luxurious rug(which I bought Emily as a
present to Todd's birth).He was remorselessly fucking
me harder now, deeper than I could have thought
possible.
I felt his big palms caressing my thighs, and my
stomach. Then he positioned them on my huge breasts
over my dress. Suddenly, he gripped the v-shaped
neckline of my dress and torn it apart along with my
bra. My breasts were swinging to the force of his
fucking. He placed each huge palm on a breast and
squeezed them hard. Pain and chill shot through my
body.
Pain from the agony in my crushed melons and chill when
I remembered that it was THESE BREASTS that fed him
when his mother's milk dried out, him being allergic to
synthetic baby-food. The baby I fed with my own milk
was raping me. Oh god. His hands on my huge agonized
breasts and his dick in my sore ass he started to
increase his rhythm, singing louder and faster as he
abused me.
With each thrust another jolt of pain and desperation
shot through my body leaving me numb and lifeless,
drooling and sobbing. My tears, sweat and saliva were
forming tiny pools on the rug. His pace was faster now
as I felt him approaching his orgasm. My whole body was
covered with sweat: my face, my back and my chest.
Then, just when I thought I could take it now longer I
felt him thrusting in mightily. I felt strange wetness
in my ass as I heard him growl, "OH-JUDY-I-LOVE-YOU-
FUCK!!"
I felt his body jerk several times then relax, a heavy
weight on top of me. Then after what seemed like a long
time he pulled his dick out of my sore ass and stood
above me, smiling down at me. What should I do? What
could I do?
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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