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Lesbian Rape
by Anonymous (address withheld)

***

John did not like to think of himself as a rapist. When 
you think about it, it really wasn't his fault. Susan 
Johnson must accept the lion's share of the blame. If 
it wasn't for her there are a lot of young lesbian 
women who would never have been raped. (MF, nc, rp)

***

Susan had a problem. Her parents had spent $60,000 
putting her through college to get a degree in 19th 
century poetry. Unfortunately she found that there is 
not a great demand for jobs in this field in the 2oth 
century. Her father told her that the free ride was 
over. They would no longer pay for her apartment or 
give her an allowance. She would have to get a real job 
or move back home. 

Susan was 24 years old and it was time to grow up. 
Moving back was definitely not an option for Susan. So 
she made up some BS resumes and filled out several 
applications. She was finally hired as a Customer 
Service/ Tech support Rep in a Sales and Marketing 
firm. The salary was more than she could have hoped 
for.

 The only problem was Susan was way under qualified to 
do this job. That is where John came in. John was a 
nice enough guy and Susan suspected he had a big crush 
on her. Who could blame him? With her short sexy body, 
curly red hair and green eyes Susan was very 
attractive. John was your average guy and was a little 
shy around women, especially attractive women.

Susan didn't mind his attentions so long as it didn't 
get out of hand. She was often able to get him to do 
her work, or answer the really difficult questions. She 
had made it through her first 2 weeks without a major 
screw up. Then it happened. 

"Susan can I see you in my office?" her boss asked. "I 
need you to run an RMDS 3rd/4th quarter comparison. 
Then import it to Excel and include a 3D graph of 
success and failures in our NY, Boston and Los Angeles 
markets. Please have it on my desk by 9AM Monday," he 
instructed.

"Shit, oh shit, oh shitty shit, shit!" Susan said to 
herself. She was never going to be able to fake her way 
through that. She was going to be fired. Unless...

"Hey John what are you doing this weekend, I was hoping 
maybe we could get together?" she asked. 

"Yeah, sure thing Susan, I'd really like that," he 
replied. 

Susan figured a little flirtation, a harmless date, and 
perhaps a quick kiss goodnight. What could it hurt? She 
would wrap him around her little finger and get him to 
run the stupid report for her. "Yeah what could it 
hurt?" 

John was in love. He could not believe that a woman as 
sexy and funny as Susan would be attracted to him but 
she was. She asked HIM out. He made reservations at the 
most expensive, romantic restaurant in town. He did not 
even get mad when Susan ordered steak AND lobster. They 
went to see Riverdance. He did not care for it but 
sometimes you do things for the woman you love that you 
ordinarily would not do. When he took her home Susan 
invited him in for coffee. 

"How do you take it?" she asked. 

"Sweet creamy, and hot, just like you," he boldly 
replied. 

When she put the coffee down and sat next to him John 
decided it was time to make his move. He put one arm 
around her and began softly kissing her. His hands 
began a slow gentle massage of her breasts, paying 
special attention to her nipples. 

"Uh John... What are you doing?" she asked. This was 
getting out of hand. What the fuck did he think he was 
doing putting his sweaty man hands on her breasts? If 
she had to kiss him a little to get his help she could 
tolerate that but he was not going to do this. 

John began undoing the buttons on her pants. "I love 
you, Susan and now I'm ready to make love with you," he 
told her.

"Oh Right! C'mon John that's enough. I am not 
interested in you at all. I just needed some help at 
work and I thought a date might get you to help me. It 
was all a misunderstanding. It is really kind of funny 
when you think about it, you see I am a lesbian," she 
laughed.

The absurdity of it got to Susan and she had a giggle 
fit. "You luh, luh love me, hah, hah, ha, ha!" she 
sobbed. 

John wasn't laughing. He couldn't believe it. She had 
played him for a fool. Stole over $100 of his money on 
a fake date, and now was laughing in his face. That 
little fucking bitch was NOT going to laugh at him. 
John grabbed her hair and pulled her over for a kiss to 
shut her up. He pushed her back on the couch and pinned 
her. 

"Wh-what are you doing?! Get off me you prick!" she 
demanded.

But wasn't having that, he tugged at her blouse until 
if ripped free and began unfastening her bra, all 
before Susan knew what was happening. His face was now 
buried in between her breasts and the he was suckling 
her left tit. 

Susan was panicking. This had to be a nightmare she 
could not be getting raped. But she was. She began to 
struggle as John pulled her pants off. 

"I'll scream!" she warned.

"Susan, listen to me. This is going to happen, you 
started it and now there's nothing you can do to stop 
me. I'm going to fuck your lying ass, suck your milky 
tits and fuck your lesbian cunt and you're not strong 
enough to stop me. 
If you want me to beat the shit out of you for 
screaming just try me," John said with a serious threat 
in his voice. He then stood up and dumped her onto his 
shoulder and carried her back to the bedroom. 

Susan began thrashing about trying to grab the wall, 
the door frame, anything to stop him. By now, all she 
had on were her panties and she knew that if he got her 
into the bedroom it would be over. 

He carried her into the bedroom and dumped her on the 
bed. He liked the way her little tits bounced around as 
she lay sprawled on the bed. "Take your panties off and 
spread your legs for me," he ordered. 

Susan began crying, "I can't, I'm sorry please don't 
make me do this. I am a lesbian!! Don't you understand 
I can not do this. Please John I am begging you just 
leave and I will forget this ever happened," she cried.

Susan was not just a lesbian, she had known she was 
different since the early age of 9 when she fell in 
love with her older sister's best friend. She had never 
attracted to boys. And Susan was a lesbian virgin, and 
she was proud of that. John was about to take that away 
from her. 

"Susan, the one thing I can promise you, is that you'll 
never forget this happened. I never thought I'd rape a 
woman, but you fucking deserve it. I never thought I'd 
beat a woman either, but if you don't get those fucking 
panties off right fucking now, and spread your legs for 
me... I am going to hurt you.

"And once I start hitting you, I don't know if I'll be 
able to stop. So please Susan, help me not to hurt 
you," he said threatening. 

Susan's hands were trembling, and she was softly crying 
as she did it, but she took her panties off.

John decided to be nice about it. "Where do you want me 
to begin. Would you like me to fuck your cunt, suck 
your clit or butt-fuck you?" John asked.

"I-I guess suck me," Susan said in a small frightened 
voice. 

John quickly stripped his clothes off and crawled on 
top of her. "Stick out your tongue and say 'Ah'." 

He began by sucking her pointy pink tongue. As his 
saliva began running into her mouth and he bean making 
animal sucking noises Susan fought not to show her 
utter disgust. 'Has he been eating shit or what?' Susan 
thought to herself, as John's chronic halitosis 
permeated her nose and mouth. 

Susan was afraid to piss him off and had decided to do 
whatever it took to survive this rape. Maybe if she 
cooperated it would be over quickly.

'This is fucking terrific,' John thought, as he was 
softly licking and sucking Susan's neck. As he moved 
down to her nipples he nibbled on them until they 
became erect. "I knew you would start to enjoy 
yourself, maybe you aren't really gay after all and 
just needed a man to love you and take control," John 
theorized. He licked the stub of Susan's outie belly 
button and savored the slightly stinky aroma. 

Finally he reached her cunt. He began taking long 
doggie licks, in Susan's pussy. She was bone dry. "I'm 
going to get Susie, nice and juicy, before I fuck her 
pussy!" he rhymed jokingly. 

As Susan felt his hot tongue sliding in and out of her, 
she began to feel a familiar sensation. 'No way, no 
fucking way!' she thought. 'I'll never have an orgasm 
while getting raped by a man1' Susan vowed to herself.

John peeled her apart and found her clit bump. Then he 
began a concentrated on an oral massage of that tiny 
little piece of flesh. He could see that he was having 
an affect on it as Susan began to squirm and sweat and 
her breath began to come in pants, and her vagina began 
to leak fuck fluid. 

"Okay Susan, it's time for your next decision. I am 
going to fuck you now, should I fuck your ass or your 
pretty little cunt?" John asked in an excited tone. 

Susan did not know which to choose, but finally decided 
that at least her vagina was wet and she'd never had 
anything in her ass before. She knew that straight 
women let men do this to them all of the time, so maybe 
it wouldn't be too bad, especially if she could get him 
off quick.

"Fuck my pussy John. Fuck me now!" she demanded. 

John was happy to oblige. As he slid 8 inches of man 
meat down her pussy throat, he began stabbing her 
wildly with his cock. John was loving the sensation of 
her tight warm pussy pulling on his cock. Her moans of 
pleasure were driving him on to an orgasm. 'God she is 
really getting into it,' John thought. 

Susan in an effort to make him cum as son as possible 
kept saying over and over again, "Don't stop John. Fuck 
me harder, cum in me, Don't stop!"

Finally John groaned, "Don't worry baby, I won't stop 
until you cum," he promised. 

Susan couldn't believe the pain he was inflicting on 
her. She was no longer in danger of having an orgasm by 
this time. His savage humping and thrusting was 
impeding her ability to speak. In fact all she wanted 
to do was beg him to stop. 'Don't do this to her 
please! But she moaned instead, "Don't...stop!" John 
was saying that he wouldn't stop until he made her cum. 
Well that was never going to happen. Would he be dumb 
enough to believe it if she faked it?

"Ooh baby! I am cumming! You feel so good in me, I love 
it. You're the best I've have ever had. OH YESSSS!" she 
lied as she grabbed his ass and ground her pussy in 
against him.

John grunted and his body jerked several times as 
started spurting inside her. Then pulling out he shot a 
load on her pointy tits and finally straddled her face 
and cleaned his dick on her nose and lips.

As John rested, he thought how lucky he was to have 
found a woman that he could love like this. His 
instincts had been right about Susan. Yes, she was a 
lesbian, but he wouldn't hold that against her. Yes she 
had lied and tried to used him, but deep down he knew 
they could make a life together. John was happy as he 
held Susan in his arms and drifted off to sleep. 

Epilogue:

John was awakened by the police kicking in the door to 
Susan's bedroom. He looked at her in shock and 
disbelief, "You bitch! You fucking bitch!" She had done 
it to him again. She must have called the police while 
I was sleeping.

"Sir, stand up, move away from the lady and put your 
hands on top of your head!" the officer ordered. 

As John was led away he looked Susan in her eye and 
said, "This is not over, we're at war and I will never 
forgive you this time." 

John was convicted of date rape and spent four years in 
jail. He was a model prisoner and went to counseling 
and received an early parole. 

John had, had plenty of time to think in prison and he 
decided that he could either try to put his life back 
together or allow this one incident to shape the rest 
of his life. John realized that he could never go back 
to the life he used to live. He had to accept who and 
what he was. He was a Lesbian Rapist and damn it he was 
proud to be one. 

He had never been as happy as when he raped Susan's 
unwilling virgin pussy and he knew that he would be 
raping Susan again soon. Real soon. 

Hell, why stop with Susan, why not take other Lesbians 
when he wanted sex? But now that he had acquired a 
taste for virgin lesbians where could he find them? 
After giving it some thought it came to him. 'Gay bars 
are full of lesbian bitches, just like Susan, ripe for 
the raping,' John thought as he walked up to Susan's 
apartment. 

John rang the bell and Susan's pretty new lover 
answered the door. 

"Is Susan here?" John asked. "Tell her it's an old 
friend she has been expecting."

As Susan came to the door and began to scream. 

END

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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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