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Bad Habit
by Misty (purfect9@aol.com)

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This story makes you think twice before having a Geek 
Squad guy come over to your home to fix the old 
computer. (Mdom/F, nc, rp, anal, sacrilegious)

***

Checking his identification badge, Theresa let the 
computer repair technician in, and showed him to her 
tiny study. When he moved the mouse, the "floating 
crucifix" screensaver disappeared, yielding to a "modem 
not responding" error message. "Where does the 
computer's line meet up with your phone jack, Ma'am?" 
He asked, looking around the cluttered office. 

"It's right down there," she gestured, kneeling on the 
soft carpeting to move some stuff out of the way. Her 
robe rose upward, exposing the bottom clefts of her 
smooth shapely buttocks to his gaze.

Suddenly, Theresa stiffened. His hands were on her 
behind, holding her down and pushing the robe up to her 
shoulders, exposing her unremarkable panties. "What do 
you think you're doing!?" She exclaimed. In answer, he 
brutally ripped her panties from her body. "Dear god! 
Let me up! You must let me go!"

"Do not scream, or you'll be hurt." His free hand had 
already begun to gently explore her naked ass, wide 
open for him to do with as he pleased. The other hand 
came around under her and she felt him pinching a 
nipple, twisting it between finger and thumb. She 
couldn't even lift her head to look back. "You've got a 
very nice ass, Ma'am. I think I'll go in there." 

What?! Had she heard him right? What did he mean, "go 
in there?" Suddenly his strong hand went to the 
underside of her breasts again, lifting her from the 
floor. He carried her, legs kicking, into the bedroom, 
losing the robe along the way. She was tossed face down 
on the unmade waterbed.

Theresa closed her eyes, sobbing gently. Suddenly, he 
was parting the fine, smooth cheeks of her butt with 
both hands. She felt a strained wetness come to her 
cunt lips. His hands were so strong. Then, one finger 
began pressing firmly into her sphincter. Theresa cried 
out, but the finger wove inward, terrifying her into 
silence as it slid all the way into her asshole. So 
smoothly had it entered her, she realized that it had 
been coated with some sort of grease. 

While he worked the finger in and out a few times, she 
looked back over her shoulder to see that he had 
unzipped his fly and was moving to straddle her 
buttocks. Theresa glimpsed his throbbing erection, and 
gasped with horror and self-pity. Why did it have to be 
so large and menacing? "Such a beautiful ass needs a 
real fucking." He remarked as he withdrew his greasy 
finger, hands returning to the meaty cheeks of her 
rump.

Her vulnerability washed over Theresa like a tidal wave 
now; now that he had made his intentions crystal clear. 
He was going to sodomize her, and there was nothing 
Theresa could do to prevent this anal rape. And she 
knew that her ass was presented to him in the most 
perfect way: Nude, face down on the water bed, 
straddled between his thighs.

"Beautiful cheeks, like white melons, so perfect." His 
hands peeled the ass-cheeks wide apart. Then his 
massive cockhead pressed at the Vaseline smeared hole 
between them. With one crude thrust, he went right 
home!

"My GOD!" Theresa screamed.

For his huge cock had somehow impaled her. Her head 
thrashed this way and that. But he drew his cock 
outward, then rammed in again, this time even deeper.

The rape was slow. The tightness of her asshole was 
making her body twitch with sharp stabs of agony as he 
tore deeper into her butt. Stroking faster now, the 
anal rapist was turning her insides into molten jello. 
Theresa felt the head of his mighty penis force its way 
right up under her tits.

The thick shaft slipped up and down, faster and faster. 
The rapist pumped his groin into her soft buttocks, 
again and again. As the rhythm became hard and steady, 
the bed would sway and deliver her buttocks back 
against his forward thrusts. Their flesh slapped 
together loudly as the woman had the breath knocked 
from her lungs on each forward thrust. "Oooh, Oooh, 
Oooh."

She began to panic at the viciousness of his assault. 
Her fingers clawed at the silk sheets as she tried 
desperately to pull herself away. He circled his arms 
beneath her, hugging her tightly as he continued to 
increase the tempo of his lunges. His huge hands clawed 
each tit and she freaked out from the additional pain. 

Suddenly he thrust his cock as deeply as he could, just 
as a burst of adrenaline made her beat her tiny fists 
on the mattress, and squirm about as much as she could 
beneath him. Theresa clenched her buttocks tight around 
his penis as it suddenly expanded within her. She 
opened her mouth to scream, but only emitted a series 
of squeaks as her own orgasm slammed unexpectedly into 
her. 

The throbbing walls of her bowels collapsed onto his 
spurting pecker, massaging it in the most unholy way as 
it filled her colon to the brim with semen, some of it 
overflowing and leaking out of her clutching sphincter 
ring to drip down onto the already drooling lips of her 
unfilled vagina.

The afterglow of her strange orgasm faded before her 
breathing had even returned to normal. "You liked that 
too much." Said the man. "After you suck me back hard-
up again, we'll fuck face to face, in your pussy!"

"Nooooooo! You have to Goooo!!!!" she whined. "I can't 
take anymore, you almost killed me. I'll scream!"

"In your mouth, and then up your snatch." He said, 
pulling out of her butt and letting gobs of semen run 
out of her anus before the traumatized muscle could 
begin to recover and re-seal itself. "And one scream 
will earn you a broke neck! Now open those pretty 
lips!"

 As the greasy, foul, semi-erect phallus pushed past 
her pouting but unresisting lips, her mind reverted to 
the only defense she had left. "Yea though I walk 
through the valley of death, I fear no evil..." 

The invading rod grew harder; pushed deeper. 

"The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want..." 

Her jaws began to strain as they were pushed farther 
apart by the expanding, advancing meat. 

"Our Father, who art in Heaven..."

With his beastly pelvis grinding into her nose and 
lips, the head of the penis had ventured far past the 
place in her mouth which ought to have made her gag. 
Through sheer strength and focus she was able to 
overcome the gag reflex; Jesus was walking with her, 
she was certain now. 

She suddenly noticed that she could neither taste nor 
smell what was certainly the foulest thing ever to 
venture near her face. And she was no longer afraid. 
She knew now that she would somehow survive this ordeal 
-- it was now just a matter of endurance. 

As he began to pump brutally in and out of her face, 
she sucked on it as best she could -- hoping if she 
swallowed the seed from him he wouldn't have the 
strength needed to assail her intact maidenhead. But it 
was not to be. After just a few minutes of the awful 
oral rape, he reluctantly retreated -- quickly 
scampering between her legs.

Still, the Lord had worked in mysterious ways, somehow 
flooding her usually bone dry lady-place with slick 
lubrication, making the penetration all but painless. 
Still, there was some blood involved, and this seemed 
to surprise the man. "You're a virgin?" His voice 
incredulous. He had noticed the touch of gray at her 
temples, figured her to be in her late 30s.

"Yes, of course, I'm married to Jesus!" He stopped in 
mid stroke.

"You are a nun?!" She gasped.

"Yes my son. And I'll pray for your forgiveness." 

He began to apologize profusely. 

"It is OK, my son. If you repent the Lord will forgive 
even this." 

He was about to pull back, ashamed that his erection 
remained firm in light of this new development. But her 
hands came down and cupped his buttocks, holding him 
firmly inside her. "You cannot undo that which has 
already been done. The sin is just as bad if kept in 
your mind as it is if acted upon. So you might as well 
satisfy the evil urges on me and hope that it rids you 
of the demons inside you." 

And so -- sobbing -- he continued to consummate this 
unholiest of unions.

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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