Message-ID: <15155eli$9809110054@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: purfect9@aol.com (Purfect 9) Subject: STORYbyMISTY: Being Raped--by my twin (anal;incest;b+d;fist) 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: <1998090107442700.DAA21196@ladder01.news.aol.com> The following story contains violence and sex, combined. (yikes!) Due to its content, it should not be read by anyone. PARTICULARLY anyone who is under 21, either in age or IQ. Also, if your locale does not recognize the first amendment to the US Constitution (for instance, if you live in parts of Georgia or Iowa), you may be forbidden to read on. Check your local laws, and ALWAYS, I mean ALWAYS vote Libertarian. Also, you are NOT encouraged to try this with your girlfriend. Trust me, guys, she'll get pissed and it won't be worth it. See My pic and outlines of some of my other favorite stories and story ideas on my web-site, which you may visit for free at Http://members.aol.com/Purfect9. When E-Mailing me to inquire about obtaining the full text of other erotic fiction I've penned, Always be sure to write "STORY INQUIRY" in the subject line. Being raped-by my Twin The concept of this story is to show how people who are different in gender, but very similar in other ways (hence the 'twins' idea) might view the very same act of a brutal rape. This narative is told through the eyes of the victim, who doesn't realize it's her very own twin brother who's raping her. It's companion piece, "Raping"--by her Twin, shows the other perspective. Originally, my plan was to merge this into one story, with Her side typed in Red, His side in Blue, the perspectives staggered from line to line, or sentence to sentence, or paragraph to paragraph. This would make it possible to read the story while wearing those useless 3-D glasses you get with your trusty Packard Bell, and change the perspective of the story merely by closing one eye. Cool Idea, I think, but I never got around to doing it. When a story is nearly done, I have a habit of losing interest and moving on to a new one. Oh well, anyway, here's the 'tale'. Enjoy! I'm sleeping peacefully in the dimly lit bedroom. The sheet is pulled from my nearly nude body and strong hands are on me, rolling me roughly from my back onto my stomach. I awaken to the tearing sound of duct tape being wound around my head, covering my mouth and eyes. I try to scream to alert my brother in the very next room, but my attacker pulls my right arm much too high behind my back. His unspoken message is clear: be quiet and quit squirming unless you want a broken arm. I relax, and so does he, lowering my arm and securing it to my other wrist with more tape. Then another rip as my panties are torn from my body. My ankles are pulled apart, and I feel them being tied to the foot of the bed, probably with the stretchy "ace" bandage I had left on the dresser. One ankle is tied, and then there is a momentary pause as the bandage is run underneath the overhang at the foot of the waterbed. Then the other leg is securely tied with my ankles about two feet apart. A feeling of total helplessness washes over me. My assailant then climbs onto the bed, placing his knees outside my shoulders, sitting back on his calves. His crotch is in my face, and I suddenly realize that he too is naked. I was about to be RAPED!!!! I began to squirm and struggle and was immediately rewarded with a stinging sensation on my buttocks as he began to whip me, probably with his belt. WWHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! I stopped struggling. Surely my brother would hear the sound of leather striking my skin. Surely he would come to my rescue. But it better be soon. My assailants cock was growing erect as it rubbed against my face, and suddenly the whipping stopped as he forced my mouth to open, pulling the tape away from my lips. Before I could even gasp, the awful penis filled my mouth. I surrendered, knowing that I had no choice. His penis slid in deep, and both of his hands went to my head, forcing it still deeper. I began to suspect that he was going to force it all the way down my throat, and I began to swallow hard to control my gag reflex. I considered clamping down hard with my teeth, but what if this still left him enough energy to kill me. After all, I was still tied up, still right in front of him. Since I could do nothing to stop him, I concentrated on giving the worst blowjob possible. Part of me wanted to suck him off quickly and get it over with, but the thought of him cumming in my mouth was just to humiliating to face. My lips pressed against the shaft, but only because they were stretched tightly by its girth, not through any effort on my part. And my tongue remained motionless against the bottom of my mouth, even though I knew I was supposed to make use of it. Still, he seemed to be enjoying it, and the deep thrusting was replaced by shallow, almost gentle in and out strokes. Meanwhile, his hands left my head and began running down my back and finally kneading, massaging, and spreading my whipped ass cheeks. One finger began tracing up and down inside the crevice, making me very uncomfortable, but there was no way for me to protest with my mouth full of hot cock. The thought of this stranger cumming in my mouth was too humiliating to bear, but what was to happen instead was even worse. He pulled out and inserted my torn and wadded up panties. I heard him tear off more duct tape and use two overlapped pieces to hold the fabric in place. Then he moved behind me and I felt my buttocks being pulled apart, the fingers running gently up and down the crevice from the sparse hair of my vaginal cleft to the small of my back several times, smearing his spit in my crack until it was slick. He had spit into the crevice several times as I reeled from the degradation. Then one finger stopped right on the bulls-eye of my anus. I screamed as he rammed it all the way in and began twisting it while he brutally thrust in and out. My yell of agony was lost in the bunched up panties and the tight tape that covered my mouth. Soon another finger joined the first, and when they were both buried deep, I felt him spread them, testing the elasticity of my throbbing rectum. When he yanked them out, I sighed with momentary relief. He lay down on top of me, scooting under my useless arms so that his chest was pressed directly against my back. I again felt a hard probing pressure against my butthole, and gasped in horror as I realized that both his hands were now on my buttocks, spreading them apart. It must be his cock this time! Even his finger probing had stretched me too much back there! I could never take his cock! I began to squirm again, but with his full weight on me, I could barely move. Suddenly I froze; paralyzed with unbearable agony as his oversized cock surged all the way to the root in the virginal tunnel of my ass with one cruel buttock-flattening thrust. Then, grinding his hips cruelly against my ass, he managed to gain yet another painful inch. He started to force it in and out, slowly at first, but gradually picking up speed as my spit slick anus relaxed and stretched to accommodate the unwelcome invader. The thrusts were long and hard, ramming all the way to the balls, then withdrawing to the tip as he worked his way toward the inevitable orgasm. After what seemed like forever, he began fucking even harder, and his cock began to throb and expand, stretching my tortured rectum still further. Suddenly, with one final thrust he buried it deep inside me and came, filling my rectum with huge gobs of hot semen. I was humiliated but relieved that it was finally over as he slowly removed his penis. I realized my relief was premature as he pushed one finger in and pulled it out, and then two, and then three. "NO MORE STRETCHING!" I wanted to shout as I felt him putting pressure on FOUR bunched up fingers. I knew he couldn't hear my protests so I instead bit helplessly into the gag as the four fingers entered my horribly violated body. I suddenly realized that he was trying to force his whole hand up my ass! When he pulled back again, I knew that this was it! He curled the fingers as tightly together as he could and began pushing HARD. "N000000000!!!" I groaned as he began making headway. Suddenly, the widest part of his hand slid past and my whole body began to writhe and convulse in agony as my anus snapped snugly around his thick wrist. He then began to twist his fist back and forth causing the aching sphincter muscle to lose its grip on his wrist. Then he thrust in and out a few times before finally ending the assault. The room spun, my mind reeled, and I passed out. When I awoke several hours later, my first thought was that it must have been a bad dream, but the dull, constant throbbing in my butt told me the awful truth. I knew I must not tell anyone of the event. My parents (who were out of town) might blame my brother for not protecting me. And of course, he would blame himself as well. Time would heal my wounds and after all, it could have been worse. I'd heard of some women being raped by multiple assailants. That would truly be hell. ---M Visit my web-site: Http://members.aol.com/purfect9 Most of my stories are copyrighted, and my not be posted or archived by anyone but me. When Sending me E-mail, always write "STORY INQUIRY" in the subject line. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----