Message-ID: <33451asstr$1005689403@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: gatsbyy@webtv.net X-Original-Message-ID: <1653-3BF14DF1-36@storefull-231.iap.bryant.webtv.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 (WebTV) Content-Type: Text/Plain; Charset=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7Bit X-WebTV-Signature: 1 ETAsAhQQF5/TptdVnopzQfbizpkfFjOySgIUcLuWx9nw4dKdMCCYPGMeLRST1as= Content-Disposition: Inline X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2001 11:44:33 -0500 (EST) Subject: {ASSM} My girlfriend's bruises (hetero, brutal, anal) Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2001 17:10:03 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates This is not a true story. It is a figment of my imagination. I would never do this in reallife and hope no one else would either. Except for the anal part that can be very enjoyable. This is also my first story and know its probably not the best work. ------------------------------------------------------------- I recall when I was 19 and dated this lovely girl who was rather withdrawn, sweet and very submissive. I went to her house one afternoon after getting a bad score on a test I studied hard for. She was alone with her mother. Her mother I knew was often beaten by her husband based on the bruising on her face which she constantly had. I sat with them on the dining room table and her mother asked what was wrong. I told her how poorly I had done on an exam. She took my hand and said if I needed a release. So I said sure but I was not sure what she was alluding to. She looked at her daughter and said: "Mary, you know how your dad releases his frusrations on me you should do it for your boyfriend. Yoo do want him to be happy again." I knew what she was talking about. Mary looked at her mother. She turned white as a sheet and said "Now, I never been beaten before." Her mother said, "Go up you two to her bedroom. Mary make him happy again its your duty.". Mary took my hand and lead me up the stairs. "How do you want to do this dear," she asked meekly. "What does your father do to your mother," I asked in return. "He slaps her hard all over." Her head was down when she said this. We got to her bedroom. I was getting rather turned on by this. She had long brown hair, very thin with small perky breasts and tall about 5'10. She had on a dress that went to the floor. She stood in front of her mirror and slowly started to undress. She looked scared and I could see her hands tremble. Finally her dress was at the floor. I saw her turn around and she smiled meekly at me and unhooked the bra and lowered her panties. She had a very lovely smooth siliky skin. "Lay back on the bed" I said to her. I then watched her lay back. I straddled her then slapped her hard on the left cheek. "Eeh" she muttered. Then I slapped her harder across the cheeks enjoying watching her face go from side to side. I then saw bruises form. I then twisted her tits which got from her a slight scream. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. I asked if she wanted me to stop and she slowly shook her head no. I slapped her tits and then punched her stomach. She was twisting and sobbing at this stage. It was making me so hard that I slipped my pants down. "Oh no" she whimpered. I think she knew how turned on I was and she knew this will be a common thing in the future. I then twisted her over and dragged her legs so her feet touched the floor and her head facing the bed. I knew how small her asshole was but she kept telling me no that I could not go there. I whispered to her "Mary dear you know what will make me so happ." I could see her head slowly nodding. I gripped her waist then plunged my cock into her asshole. She screamed and sobbed loudly. I thrusted as hard as I could. She clenched at the blankets with her hands while I started shooting into her. I was so happy and could feel the feeling of the low test score escape me. I then rolled her over and kissed her gently on each cheek and whispered thank you. She stroked my neck and said "you are welcome dear," The next day I stopped by her house early to get a good look at what I did to her. I took her to her bedroom and kissed each bruise and gently made love to her. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+