Message-ID: <14749eli$9808281548@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: hottalkr@aol.com (HotTalkR) Subject: My long Weekend, Part 3 (M/F, b, nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998082502401200.WAA18190@ladder03.news.aol.com> My Long Weekend, Part 3 (M/F, b, nc) By: HotTalkR@aol.com http://members.aol.com/HotTalkR DISCLAIMER: This story contains explicit sex. If you are offended by this type of material, or are under 18 years of age, PLEASE STOP READING. We walked down the rest of the alleyway and across the crowded parking lot. The windows of more than one car were misted over with steam, and I smiled knowingly. We were obviously not the only couple to have become uncontrollably aroused by the music and dancing inside. We passed a very hot-looking BMW with an open sunroof, and I could see within the car an equally hot-looking guy getting head from a woman with the largest breasts I'd ever seen. After passing the BMW we stopped at a somehow ominous-looking black van. It was done up very nice, but was somehow not the car I'd expected my handsome stranger to be driving. Oh well. Maybe his Jaguar was in the shop. I walked to the passenger door, and was surprised when he shook his head. "Come on back this way." He led me to the back of the van and unlocked the doors. Inside it was heavily carpeted, with tinted windows to keep any prying eyes at bay. "Oh, no, come on," I said. "Let's go back to your place, okay? We'll have much more fun with room to move around. Maybe we could even do a little skinny dipping, hmm?" I put my arms up around his shoulders and nibbled his ear suggestively. I could feel him growing hard against me and thought that I'd won. "That sounds very...tasty." He nibbled at my lips, then gave me a deep, soulful tongue kiss. When at last we came up for air he was smiling. "I was just thinking you might want something cool to drink first." Stepping back, he stepped up into the van and returned moments later with two opened bottles of beer. They were even Corona, I saw. "What do you say?" "I say what a wonderful idea." All of that work had left me hot and bothered in more than one way, and I greedily drank half the bottle down. It tasted very fine, but my head began almost immediately to spin. "Ooooh. I guess I shouldn't have had all those shots." "Well, finish that up, and we'll go back to my place. Maybe a little time in the Jacuzzi will clear your head, hmm?" His hands were on me, making me hot even through my dizziness. I finished the bottle, and was going to toss it away when he deftly caught my arm. "Naughty, naughty. Mustn't litter." There was something peculiar about his smile, and I was still trying to think of what it was when he lifted me effortlessly into the van. I was dimly aware that he'd closed the doors behind us and the sound of metal jingling. The next thing I knew something cold and hard was wrapped tightly around my left wrist. "Hey! What's going on!" I tried to blink him into focus as my right wrist was grabbed and cuffed as well. I pulled weakly against the bonds--that last beer had really gone to my head!--to no avail. I was well and truly caught. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Desire was rapidly being replaced by anger and the first stirrings of fear. "Getting ready to fuck you. What did you think I was going to go?" My eyes were adjusting to the dark, and I could see him kneeling near my feet, slowly taking off his black jacket and white shirt. The body beneath them was everything I'd thought it would be, but just then I had other things on my mind. "You can't tell me you don't want it. You were ready to screw my brains out back there in the alley. I'm just moving it to a better location." "I didn't agree to this!" I shouted. "You pig! You can't do this to me!" "I can," he tossed his shirt aside and unbuckled his belt, "and I will. Might as well lie back and enjoy it, sweetheart." The smug, superior smile on his face was more than I could stand. "Let me go! This is rape, you asshole!" I shouted. "Yes it is," he agreed calmly. "And you might as well save your strength. The van is very well soundproofed, I assure you, and the chains are quite unbreakable." Still kneeling, he lowered his trousers and boxers, revealing the throbbing cock that a few minutes ago I'd found so incredibly appealing. He caressed his cock, smiling unpleasantly, before moving to kneel between my legs. Belatedly, I tried to close them, but it was too late. My mind fuddled by the drink (had there been something in that beer, I wondered?), I was moving much too slow to stop him. "You are soooo sexy," he said in his low, bedroom voice. "As soon as I laid eyes on you, I knew I would have to have you. Don't worry," he assured me, as he ran one hand up my bare thigh, "you'll like it. They always do." I tried to jerk my leg away, but his hand tightened like iron around my upper thigh. "Be nice, now," he warned me. "If you make me angry, I might hurt you. I don't want to do that." As I forced myself to lie still he loosened his grip, now using both hands to caress my thighs. "So very long and lean. You have wonderful legs." His right hand moved to my crotch and his fingers worked knowingly against my clit even as I tried to jerk away. I was still soaking wet from my earlier arousal, and he seemed pleased by that. "Yes, I know you want me to do it." "I do not! You bastard, I'll--" One hand came down over my nose and mouth, cutting off my air supply. For what seemed like hours--but was probably only a few seconds--he held his hand there, ignoring my feeble protests. At last he released me, his hand moving back to my pussy, where he teased my lower lips wider apart while I gasped for air. "That was a short lesson. Behave yourself, or I'll give you a longer one." He leaned forward, and I felt his cock brush my thigh. I still couldn't believe this was happening to me. "Please," I whispered. "Please, I'll do anything, just please don't--OH!" I cried out in pain and surprise as he suddenly thrust forward, partly me in one brutal stroke. His thick eight inches was all the way inside me, but it didn't stay there for long. Almost immediately he began thrusting, pulling himself out until only the head was within my cunt and then shoving himself all the way home. Again and again he did it, a frozen expression of ecstacy on his face as he brutally raped me. The force of his thrusts shook my entire body, making my breasts bounce and my butt and shoulders rock back and forth on the soft carpeting below me. I had closed my eyes, telling myself to just wait until it was over, when I felt him shift his weight. A moment later one of his hands was rubbing against my clit as he continued to rape me. Who did this man think he was? Did he really think he could make me cum while he was raping me? Incredibly, it seemed like not only did he think so, but that he was right. Against my will my body was responding to his rough lovemaking. My vagina, which had begun to dry out painfully under his assault, suddenly grew liquid, my breasts grew tender, my breathing shallow and rapid. This was the man I'd wanted to take to bed, I reasoned. If he'd suggested a little bondage, I might have gone for it. The fact that I'd said ‘no' seemed less and less important. The look of sheer pleasure on his face (not to mention his knowing fingers against my clit) pushed my reluctant body over the edge. As the first wave of my climax hit me I wrapped my legs around his waist and began to moan with each brutal thrust. He responded with a thin smile, then paused long enough to lift my legs and drape them over my shoulders. He then started thrusting again, going even deeper this time. The additional friction against my clit drove me wild, and I began to scream as the most amazing orgasm I had ever had burst through me. He laughed shortly and began to thrust even harder. The entire van now rocked with the force of each thrust, and a last he began to moan as well, short grunts that grew more forceful with each thrust. As he grew closer and closer to climax I began to hear words in his grunting. "Yes--uh--uh--oh yes you slut--you hot bitch--uh--uh--gonna fuck you--fuck you--fuck you until you--you--you d--UH--UH--UHHHHHHHHH." With a loud groan he collapsed on top of me, his hot cum spilling from my exhausted cunt and onto my thighs. A final shudder and my own climax at last ended, sending me down into a deep, blissful darkness. To be continued... **I love to hear from my readers, either with requests for future stories or with the details of just how hot this story got you. Talk to me.** -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----