The day started like almost any other.

I walked to a nearby coffee house, one of those Starbucks Clones that have swept the country, especially Southern California, This shop, a storefront location, was located on a busy street but was completely empty when I walked in. I had been there before and found it to be rather cozy, and it seemed a fine place to while a way a few hours on my day off from work.

When I stepped in the door, my earlier low expectations were immediately destroyed. I had never seen a young woman working here, and today, behind the counter, stood a vision that overwhelmed me.

She had just turned 18. She was about 5'04", maybe weighed about 110 lbs or so, was either Hispanic or a very tanned white girl. She was wearing a short sundress with thin straps that were easy to see were not supported by a bra. The dress was short enough to show off her awesome legs. This was a girl who took care of herself, who took pride in her appearance.

We chatted about how empty the place always was and how she liked working there. I carefully elicited information from her so as to find common ground and use the information in a cleaver enough way so as to keep the flow going.

When she told me she had just graduated from a local high school, I recalled principal's name and told her I knew him. Her eyes lit up as I told her I had substitute taught at her school several times, and as she asked me if I knew certain people I gathered more and more info to establish more rapport. She was sharp, but naive as to men's ways.

When I told her I was 37 years old her eyes opened wide. Almost as old as her father, she told me. I told her that older people have more wisdom, and she agreed. Then she dropped the bad news. She was engaged. We talked about her fiance, who was in the military stationed in Korea. I realized then that the soft approach wasn't going to work here. She was very committed to him, she said, and even showed me his picture. All this time no one had even come into the store.

I looked into those stern eyes of a brave soldier serving our country and silently said to him, "If you had any idea what is about to happen to your girlfriend, you'd swim across the Pacific to save her..."

I ordered a bagel and cream cheese, knowing that it would require her to go to the rear of the store. She said, with a big sexy smile, "I'll be right back," and left. I walked to the front door, locked it and flipped the closed sign over. I noticed no one was around. I walked back to where she was cutting my bagel. "Hi, uh, I'll be right out..."

She appeared slightly nervous at me being in the back of the store. She was holding a long bread knife with a serrated blade. She set the knife down on the counter and I pushed her against the counter and grabbed the utensil. I needed to take control as soon as I could.

She just stood there for a minute, crying and pleading with me not to do this. Then I punched her in the stomach and as she doubled over, I hit her again, this one on the jaw. She flew back onto the floor, stunned and gasping for air. She must have laid there for two minutes.

Once she had caught her breath, I told her that if she made any loud noises or tried to get away, she'd get a lot worse, then said for her to strip. She was still sobbing, but she shrugged the one-piece outfit off her shoulders and it fell to he floor.

Now she had only the bra and panties to cover her from my eyes. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. As she stood there I could see that her long black hair reached the middle of her back.

Her breasts stood firmly from her chest. Her skin was creamy, with a few freckles. Her ass was firm and round inside her outfit.

Now she was crying harder, saying please, over and over again. I told her that if she didn't keep going that I was going to kill her. She reached up and slid the shoulder straps of the bra down her arms.

It fell to the floor, wrapped around her feet. Her breasts were perfect. Large, but not too large for her figure, with pink, fear stiffened nipples. Then she pushed the panties off her hips. Between her thighs was a small forest of black curls, which she tried to hide with her hands.

I slapped her hands from in front of her, so she stood with her arms to her sides, completely exposed to my eyes and hands. I roughly grabbed her breasts, and she began to scream. I punched her in the jaw, and her mouth filled with blood as she hit the floor. She was crying now. I pulled down my pants and stroked my cock a few times. Then I reached out almost and started to touch her. My hands moved slowly over her body, squeezing her breasts and ass.

I shoved a hand between her legs, doing something that made her jump. Then I started pinching her nipples, making her squeal in pain. This went on for a few minutes until I could no longer stand to wait.

I looked for a place to have her lay down while I violated her and found a large blanket on a shelf. I spread it out next to her shaking, quivering body, and told her to get onto it and position herself to please me. With just those instructions she climbed slowly onto the cloth, fresh tears falling on the sheet, and lay on her back with her arms at her side.

Then I told her to spread her legs. She did. Then her sobbing overwhelmed her and she curled up in the fetal position and cried.

I held the knife close to her skin and realized that I would either leave her now and hope she never identified me, or complete the act and decide then what to do with the only witness. She was not going to comply sexually, which was no real surprise.

"Please, sir..." she whispered, "I have a boyfriend and a family. Please stop. I'll do anything... please don't." Her begging, and her soft, raspy voice only turned me on even more.

I could feel my hard cock pressing up against my pants, calling for relief. I looked around the storeroom and saw a container of cream used for the coffee. I opened the carton and proceeded to pour it all over Wendy's lower body. The milky fluid startled her and she jumped in reaction. I pressed the knife blade against her throat and I lowered my head onto her wet stomach and began to lick the cream off. She cried even louder, but the increased pressure of the blade silenced her.

I moved away from her and pulled my pants down. My boxer shorts followed, and she pleaded with me to stop. "I've only been with my boyfriend, please don't!" Her face and eyes were puffy from her wailing, as my hard cock twitched at the sight of her nude, young body.

"You stupid fucking bitch, STOP your crying!!!" And with this I rammed my fist hard into her face. The first punch knocked out several teeth, and loosened a few others. I punched again, squarely hitting her right eye, which immediately swelled shut. Wendy whimpered as I stood up, and I kicked her several times in the ribs.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me. Without another word I shoved my hard cock into her still wet pussy and started pumping. She gasped as I entered her and then began to fuck into her tight passage. Her hands laid near her head, covering her eyes and wiping tears. I needed to watch them, I thought, when everything went bright white.

I saw a blur and her right arm swinging quickly at my face. Her tightly clenched fist caught me square in the middle of my face as I felt my own blood spray across the room. She had broken my nose.

I grabbed her arm and threw it onto the floor and pressed my other arm across her throat. I pushed harder against her windpipe as she slowly stopped resisting. My cock continued to pound inside her and I felt a nice rhythm developing. I wanted to think she was responding to my thrusts, but I knew she wasn't.

Her crying was silenced and I watched her erect nipples press against my chest as I fucked her harder. I was getting closer to coming, and I realized that if I came inside her, it would leave more evidence. I had been careful not to touch anything, not to leave fingerprints. I forced my tongue inside her mouth and she refused to respond. She was so beautiful, so young, and so sexy.

I pounded harder, her laying on a cold blanket on the floor, cream all over her, her legs flat on the ground, her face red and swollen. Her naked body all mine to do with what I wanted. I wanted her to suck my cock, but I knew she wouldn't. I held the knife in my left hand and pressed my right arm against her throat. I felt myself starting to cum and pumped even harder as it gushed into her young pussy. She cried even louder as she knew what was happening.

I laid on her body, still aware that she may try to hurt me again. She remained frozen. She whimpered to me, "Please let me go..."

I withdrew my limp cock from her and rolled her onto her stomach, carefully keeping the sharp blade pressed against her throat. "Please...don't hurt me anymore... I'll do anything..." She moved her ass away from me, and I realized that she thought I was going to sodomize her. She whimpered even more, pleading and begging me not to do it.

But, I was far too tired to anally violate her. The blood had stopped dripping from my face, and I looked at her supple body beneath me and saw every young girl who had ever rejected me. Perfect curves... perfect face... I knew it was time to leave. Someone would notice that the store was closed too long. I looked around for something to tie her up with, and retrieved a long, thin dishtowel that was within reach.

She continued to cry, to beg, and to plead with me to stop. Her crying both repulsed me and aroused me. Then I heard her say it. She finally cracked. She crossed the line. "YOU ASSHOLE... I WILL FIND YOU AND KILL YOU!" she screamed.

I felt so angry that she would threaten me, and knew that it was no idle threat. I could never walk the streets without fearing that she would recognize me. I quickly rolled the towel making it longer and slipped it under her chin and wrapped it around her throat. She reached her arms back and tried to stop me, and then reached for her neck to remove the ligature. She was seriously injured already, and her strength was weak. She said gasping, "Please... don't... I'm... sorry... stop!"

I pulled the towel tightly around her throat from behind, the weight of my body holding her against the floor. She struggled, but with no success. I pulled the towel tightly, and then released it. She gasped for air. I told her it was okay.

"Okay," she gasped, "Just don't do that again... Please...I couldn't breathe, you scared me..." she said. She continued rapidly breathing, trying to catch her breath. I looked at her perfectly shaped back, covered with sprinkles of blood and sweat, the back of her neck with the same combination of fluids, except with the cloth tightly wrapped around her.

I pulled tightly on the towel and she twitched hard, trying to push me off her.

She suddenly stopped and I heard and saw her body involuntarily eliminate all fluids. Urine and feces spilled out of her. I was surprised, and let up on the pressure. I heard her gasp loudly. Then I heard her start to vomit, her body and stomach contracting involuntarily, continuing for several seconds, coughing, crying. She whimpered, "Please... Daddy, Mommy, help me..."

She had parents. She had a family who loved her. They would find me. I thought of the revenge they would seek on me, and I pulled the ligature tightly around her again. This time, I decided, I would not let up. I would have to finish her.

My arms gathered all their strength as I pulled the towel tightly around her.

She stopped moving almost instantly, and I pulled tighter and tighter. I started counting, 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - until I hit 100. Then I let go.

I left the towel on her and rolled her over. Her eyes were wide open. Her left hand was hooked under the towel, her right hand laying lifeless next to her. Her mouth was wide open, in the last futile gasp for air. Blood, sweat, semen, urine, and feces were all over the floor.

I looked into lifeless brown eyes and felt sorry for her. I caressed her breasts, but they had lost their appeal. I stood over her, staring at her, and she showed no sign of life. I gathered my pants and got dressed. I looked out to the front of the store and saw that no one was at the door. I washed the knife off in the sink.

I peeked out the back door and exited. No one saw me as I casually walked away.

The next day I read the news reports about the Murder-Rape of a local girl. She was an honor student, model family, etc. I saw her parents on TV crying. The cops said they had no suspects.

Would I do this again? After experiencing that incredible high, it would be hard not to.

 Comeuppance

He was going to take out his cock!

Dawn stood swaying unsteadily in the middle of the darkened room, her expensive silk blouse open and her firm, round breasts hanging naked and exposed in the cool night air. Her large, pink nipples throbbed with arousal, still moist and shiny from the young man's ardent kisses. She was barefoot. Her fashionable blue skirt lay in a crumpled heap around her slender ankles and her sheer pink panties were rolled down carelessly around her knees. Dawn's dark, curly pubic hair glistened in the semi-darkness and her wet young cunt quivered with anticipation.

The tipsy young girl took a deep, ragged breath. She had never done anything like this before. At least, not with somebody she'd just met. She was no tramp, after all. Being a young lady of refined character and impeccable upbringing, Dawn had always made her various boyfriends grovel and beg for an appropriate amount of time before letting them enjoy her lush, pink body. She would tease the poor bastards for weeks, sometimes months, finally surrendering herself to their lusty advances only after making them suffer long and hard (so to speak).

Not that she didn't like sex.

She loved it! Dawn had been sexually active for years, and the voluptuous teenager could barely remember a time when she hadn't thoroughly enjoyed a good, hot, nasty fuck! Dawn had matured quite early. She had been the only girl in her whole 5th grade class with a set of real, honest-to-god, flesh and blood boobs! Her stunning face and mature figure had made her the target of many of the older boys' clumsy attempts at seduction, and little Dawn was always being groped or fondled by some horny, pimply-faced Don Juan.

Dazzled by all the attention, the overdeveloped youngster had sometimes let one or the other of her eager admirers unbutton her blouse and play with her naked tits, if she liked them well enough and they presented her with an appropriate gift.

She liked to watch the expression on the boy's faces when they opened her bra and took out her big bosoms. She liked the feeling she got from their sweaty hands squeezing and pulling on her firm, rubbery breast flesh. She liked it when they sucked on her sensitive pink nipples and made them get all hard and tingly. She liked it when they took out their tiny dicks. She liked to hold them and rub them and put them in her mouth. She liked how the boys moaned and shivered while she sucked them off, and she especially liked making them squirt their nasty white jizz! The precocious pre-teen would swish the thick, salty cum back and forth with her tongue while the boys stared at her in awe, and then watch the shocked expressions on their red, sweaty faces when she calmly swallowed the slimy goo right in front of them!

Yes, Dawn Jenkins liked sex!

When she was 13 years old, Dawn had allowed her older brother's best friend, Tommy Connelly, to take down her brand new frilly white cotton panties and put the head of his skinny dick into her tight, virgin pussy. They had been out behind the garage playing Truth or Dare one day after school, and Dawn had challenged the handsome, blonde-haired 15 year-old to show her his wiener.

One thing had, naturally, led to another and the curious little girl soon found herself standing with her legs spread, leaning against the back of the garage with three inches of Tommy's rock-hard teenaged dick stuffed snugly up her tiny vagina, his throbbing cockhead resting uncomfortably against her hymen. Their little game had ended abruptly when Tommy suddenly groaned and let loose a massive torrent of thick, white cockcream inside Dawn's tingling pussy!

A week later, on her 14th birthday, she let the randy 9th grader lay her down on her parents expensive king-sized victorian bed, lift up her fancy pink party dress and fuck the daylights out of her right there in broad daylight on top of her mother's custom-made imported Italian bedspread. The feeling of Tommy's stiff pecker pumping wildly in and out of her tight young cunt had thrilled Dawn clear down to her toes, and the horny little moppet made poor Tommy fuck her two more times before allowing the exhausted youth to go back downstairs for a well-earned slice of birthday cake!

Little Dawn had gotten her cherry popped in the middle of the afternoon, on her parents bed, with her 14th birthday party still going on downstairs!

From that day on, the precocious woman-child had seldom found herself without male companionship. Tommy fucked her regularly that whole summer, and then Dawn had thrown him over for a lanky 18 year-old named Riley Wilkes, who had a car, a mustache, and a bigger dick.

A much bigger dick, actually.

Riley Wilkes enjoyed the reputation of having the biggest cock in all of Rochester county! From crotch to piss-hole it measured a full 18 inches (when sufficiently aroused) and was almost as big around as one of Dawn's slim forearms! The first time she saw the massive instrument in the back seat of Riley's hot-pink Buick convertible; she knew she had met 'Mr. Right'!

Riley liked stripping his sexy little girlfriend naked and then having her straddle his face while he sucked ravenously on her firm, fleshy pussy. Dawn experienced her very first orgasm one glorious evening on the hood of Riley's souped-up Skylark when the horny teenager unexpectedly shoved his thick middle finger right up into her tight brown asshole while chewing hungrily on her buzzing clit. The poor girl had been so overwhelmed by the sheer force of her climax that she temporarily lost control of her bodily functions and actually pissed in her surprised boyfriend's wide-open mouth!

Strangely, Riley had enjoyed the experience so much that he insisted Dawn pee in his mouth regularly from that time on, and had even talked her into letting him pee all over her naked tits once while the two of them were taking a bubble-bath in her very own bathtub one rainy afternoon when her parents were away. She hadn't enjoyed the experience much, especially when Riley accidentally sprayed some of his filthy yellow discharge up onto her shocked face. It had tasted horrible! Dawn had been totally disgusted by the whole incident and never let him piss on her again, although she continued to urinate in Riley's mouth whenever he asked her to.

As it turned out, Riley wouldn't be her boyfriend for very much longer, anyway. Dawn's parents returned home unexpectedly one evening and were horrified to discover their sweet, angel-faced, 14 year-old daughter laying buck-naked on the living room couch, sucking away merrily on her boyfriend's big, hard, 18 inch cock!

Dawn was on her back, with Riley's face buried between her legs and his massive dick shoved halfway down her tiny throat! The unfortunate young man had been on the verge of ejaculating when they had been discovered, and as he hurriedly pulled his twitching penis out of his young girlfriend's warm, sucking mouth, Dawn's stunned parents were treated to the entertaining spectacle of Riley's big naked cock wildly hosing their precious offspring's innocent young face with several thick, steamy jets of his runny white cockslime!

Dawn's father had bellowed loudly and lunged at the naked libertine, but Riley ducked and quickly darted past him and out the open door, running bare-assed down Elm street wearing nothing but his old, worn-out sneakers and a pair of dirty sweatsocks.

Not wanting to be grounded for he next 50 years, the quick-thinking seductress tearfully explained to her overwrought parents how Riley had forced her into complying with his perverted demands, and she, being young and innocent, had only participated out of fear for her life! Dawn's parents naturally called the police, and Riley ended up going to jail for statutory rape.

Dawn had to get up on the witness stand at the trial and answer questions about the things they had done together. When she got to the part about being pissed on, the judge turned and glared angrily at Riley, who just sat at the defendant's table with his head bowed the whole time. A week later Riley was convicted of rape and sent to prison for 5 years.

Dawn felt sorry for him, of course, but the precocious Lolita was soon involved with another young man. His dick wasn't quite as big, but he had a much nicer car and tons of money, so the memory of Riley quickly faded.

Dawn's first experience with adult sex had taken place shortly after starting the 9th grade. Her math teacher, Mr. Harkins, asked her to stay after school and help him clean out the supply closet one rainy autumn afternoon.

Mr. Harkins was a tall, thin man in his late forties with graying hair, squinty eyes and big, round wire-framed glasses. He always wore a dark, three-piece suit, together with a red bow tie and old-fashioned brown Wing-Tip shoes. All the kids called him "Chicken Lips" behind his back because of his thin, narrow mouth and his habit of making strange "clucking" noises whenever he was annoyed or excited.

On this particular afternoon, after all the other students had gone home for the day, Mr. Harkins led Dawn into the small supply closet nestled in the rear of the classroom and instructed her to help him tidy up the various shelves and cabinets. They had been at it only a short time when the sexy 15 year-old bent over to pick up a #2 pencil that had accidentally rolled onto the floor.

She was wearing a very short, plaid mini-skirt that showed off her long, shapely legs, and Dawn knew that if her teacher was watching, he almost certainly had an excellent view of her tight pink panties! She smiled to herself at the thought of stuffy old Mr. Harkins staring at her almost-naked butt. She wondered if an old man like Mr. Harkins was still interested in girl's butts. Probably not. All he seemed to care about was times tables and decimal points and stuff like that.

Dawn's assessment of her teacher's character underwent a quick revision, however, when Mr. Harkins suddenly crept up behind her and put his big hand right on her firm, round, panty-clad ass! Dawn had been so surprised that she simply remained bent over in that awkward position as the tall grown-up boldly groped her warm, tingling, peaches-and-cream rear end.

Encountering no resistance, the horny teacher deftly lifted the hem of the passive youngster's plaid skirt, eased her pink panties down over her smooth, lily-white asscheeks, and then began roughly kneading her firm, fleshy, 15 year-old buttocks.

Neither one of them said a word as the shapely youngster meekly allowed her naked posterior to be prodded and probed by her horny math teacher's pale, pasty fingers. Mr. Harkins boldly explored the little girl's tender asscrack and tight, puckered anus, inserting his thick middle finger into the smelly brown orifice and slowly butt-fucking the gasping child as she bowed passively before him. He slid the stiff digit in and out of his sexy student's delicate young ass for several minutes before suddenly removing the offending member and momentarily stepping back.

Dawn had shivered as she heard the familiar sound of a zipper being lowered and a few seconds later the stunned 9th grader felt a warm, blunt object probing insistently between her open thighs. She moaned and raised her naked ass higher, giving the perverted educator easier access to her forbidden treasures. Dawn sighed as she felt Mr. Harkins' swollen cockhead nudging into the entrance to her wet cunt. The aroused teenager shuddered slightly and spread her legs wider in unspoken invitation.

Clucking excitedly, Chicken Lips had placed his sweaty hands on the divine youngster's firm, naked hips and pushed, driving his meaty cock deep into Dawn's slick, steamy fuckhole. Dawn squealed. She was skewered! The pretty 15 year-old soon found herself being humped wildly as she stood bent over and exposed in the middle of the supply closet of her mathematics classroom, her horny teacher's hard cock pumping hotly in and out of her warm, slippery sex!

Old Chicken Lips was fucking her!

Dawn couldn't believe it! It had all happened so fast! One minute she was helping her stuffy old teacher straighten up the supply closet, and the next she was bent over with her skirt up, her panties down and Mr. Harkins' big hairy dick sliding in and out of her naked pussy!

He was fucking her! He was really fucking her!

It was all too nasty for the aroused little girl to bear. Groaning pitifully, Dawn began to cum. Her cunt spasmed and her asscheeks quivered. She gasped. Dawn's tiny brown asshole puckered and unpuckered uncontrollably, threatening to spill the contents of her young bowels all over her horny math teacher's hairy crotch. A great tidal wave of sensation suddenly engulfed the helpless youngster, drowning her in a churning, bubbling, white-hot ocean of lust!

The whimpering 15 year-old slammed her sweet young ass back against Mr. Harkins' hard cock as her thick orgasmic juices began to gurgle sloppily from her twitching hole. The tiny storeroom echoed with obscene slushy sounds as the sweet child's soft pink pussy generously bestowed its' fragrant prize all over the twisted teacher's driving prick, soaking his wiry pubic hair with her warm, wet, slimy cuntcream.

Suddenly, Mr. Harkins had pulled his cock out of her drooling cunt, grabbed her soft hips and, with one mighty thrust, buried the rock-hard organ to the hilt inside the horrified youngster's slick virgin asshole! Dawn shrieked in pain and tried to pull herself free of the invading fleshpole, but the perverted educator held her fast, callously pumping his thick meat deeper into Dawn's tender anus.

His slimy cock drool combined with Dawn's rich, foamy pussy juice, allowed the thick member to slide easily in and out of the narrow orifice, and pretty little Dawn Jenkins found herself rudely initiated into the world of anal sex that afternoon as her horny high school teacher gleefully fucked the underage beauty right in her tight, luscious, lily-white little ass!

The old pervert had fucked her tender asshole raw, and then pulled out and shot his wad all over Dawn's quivering asscheeks. He then walked around and stood in front of the gasping child, his softening manhood still protruding obscenely from his open fly. He maneuvered Dawn into a kneeling position and instructed her to clean off his dripping dick with her tongue!

The debauched youngster was revolted by the prospect of licking a cock that had just been rooting around inside her ass, but he was her teacher and she didn't want to make him angry, so the pretty teenager closed her eyes, held her breath, leaned forward and began gently tonguing the vile organ.

It hadn't tasted quite as bad as she expected, and Dawn had opened her mouth and willingly engulfed the big, purple cockhead, curious to see what it would be like to suck a real, live, grown-up dick. The precocious freshman was soon bobbing her pretty head back and forth with gusto as the horny teacher breathlessly fucked her warm, willing mouth! Clucking wildly, Old Chicken Lips had cum in no time and little Dawn dutifully swallowed the entire load, sucking as much of the heady liquid down her throat as possible.

No, Dawn Jenkins was no stranger to sex!

She had let Mr. Harkins ass-fuck her regularly throughout the school year, and even let him take nasty pictures of her with her clothes off after he promised never to show them to anybody and to give her a good grade on her schoolwork. Needless to say, Dawn graduated the 9th grade with honors. Since then the wily beauty had cultivated similar relationships with many of her teachers, resulting in her eventual induction into the National Honor Society and her current status as a first year college student, attending a prestigious Western University on full scholarship!

Dawn's life had been going along swimmingly right up to the time she arrived at college. The pretty little girl had matured into a stunning young woman, with long, silken, auburn hair, a firm, voluptuous body and a face that most movie stars would kill for. She had been Head Cheerleader in her senior year at high school, as well as Homecoming Queen and president of the Young Republican's League. She had even done some modeling when she was sixteen, and her fresh young face had appeared on the covers of several prominent teenage magazines. She had been approached by a top New York talent agency, but there had been a small scandal when nude photographs of her with another underage girl appeared in a sleazy European sex magazine and the unfortunate publicity that ensued had put her modeling career temporarily on hold.

Still, life was good. She had money in the bank from her modeling days, she was going to get a free education at a major University, and her love life was as hot as ever. She thought she had it made! When she got to college, however, she was shocked to discover that, while many of her professors were more than willing to screw her, the pompous shmucks still expected her to hand in her papers on time and work just as hard as any other student for a passing grade!

The pretty young coed found this arrangement irksome. Her nights were now spent pouring over dry, boring textbooks and meaningless formulas. Her days consisted of monotonous classes, useless lectures, and annoying pop quizzes. The poor girl couldn't so much as find the time to masturbate, let alone get laid!

Not only was her sex life in the toilet, but a few weeks before finals she had actually caught her steady boyfriend, Roger Phelps, out with another girl at a popular campus hangout. There had been a terrible scene, and Dawn had ended up pouring a pitcher of light beer into his lap and storming out, vowing never to speak to him again. From that time until tonight, she had not so much as kissed a boy (or man), and the unaccustomed interruption in her love life had begun to drive her crazy.

She needed to fuck!

The horny young beauty finally succumbed to the insistent urgings of her deprived libido earlier that evening and had allowed herself to be picked up in a cheap, off-campus bar on the edge of town by a handsome stranger. She had not even bothered to ask his name. She simply called him Stud. Dawn let him ply her with Vodka and then, when the room had begun to spin and the world was a pleasant blur, she had gone home with him.

Just like that. Simple. No complications or commitments. No games. No hassles. She was just going to get laid!

The pretty young brunette felt her heart begin to pound with anticipation as the husky, dark-haired man deftly reached into his open fly.

"Ohh....!" breathed the aroused teenager as her muscular companion pulled out his erect penis and stood silently in the darkened room, his heavy manhood swaying back and forth obscenely from his unzipped pants. "It's so BIG!" Dawn stared at the long, white organ in astonishment. It was huge! Or maybe she was just too drunk to see straight! She giggled. Either way, her anonymous date was about to get the ride of his life!

It had been six weeks since the fight with her boyfriend Roger, and the horny coed was dying to get her greedy hands on a big, hard cock! "I knew you'd be hung," Dawn purred as she reached down and boldly wrapped her delicate fingers around the obscene member. "But not like THIS! God. It's huge!!" The pretty brunette began to run her slender hand slowly up and down the thick, pulsating shaft, gently masturbating the big man as he stood unmoving in the middle of the dusty cabin.

"Does this feel good, baby? Am I making you HOT?" Dawn cooed as she expertly milked her silent companion's monstrous dick. "Is my big, strong stud going to give me what I need? Hmm? Are you going to do the nasty with me, Baby? Are we going to FUCK?" Dawn was beside herself with lust as she breathlessly frigged the young stranger's massive erection, sliding her tiny fist faster and faster up and down the throbbing shaft. Her stoic companion suddenly placed his strong hands on Dawn's slender shoulders.

"Suck," he grunted as he pushed the drunken coed to her knees in front of him. Dawn giggled. Why not? The young beauty gazed lovingly at the angry-looking organ she held in her hand. The big purple cockhead was already leaking a clear, pungent fluid that dripped in long, lazy ribbons from his tiny pisshole down onto her soft, white tits.

Dawn leaned forward and gently kissed the slobbering shaft, sucking his rich cock drool deep into her eager mouth. The tall stranger moaned. "Do you like that, Baby? Does my mouth feel good?" murmured the tipsy beauty as she lifted her flushed face from her companion's throbbing manhood and gazed up dreamily into his dark eyes.

"I don't usually give head on the first date, you know. I'm no tramp."

The kneeling young woman swayed back and forth drunkenly in front of the well-endowed stranger, holding tightly onto his thick cock for support.

"But I suppose I could make an exception in your case, just this once, as long as you promise to fuck my brains out when I'm finished!" she giggled again, then parted her pretty lips and began sensually licking the tip of the swollen prick. "How about it, Stud? Want me to give you a big, wet, sloppy blowjob? Hmmm? Wanna cum in my mouth? Want me to DRINK it?"

The depravity of the situation was really turning her on! Dawn gazed up at the stoic young man and smiled wickedly. He had begun to perspire. "I bet you do. You men are all alike. Always taking advantage of us innocent young girls for your own filthy, disgusting pleasure." She giggled once more, swaying drunkenly. "Okay, Stud. You win. I'm all yours. Go ahead. Use me. Make me do nasty things to you. Make me suck your big, filthy cock. Do it, Baby. Shove it in my mouth! Oh man! Do it! Feed me your hot cum!"

The aroused young girl opened her luscious mouth wide and hungrily engulfed almost a third of the massive cockshaft, nursing noisily on the obscene instrument as she reached out and gently cradled her anonymous date's hairy ballsack in her soft, cool fingers.

The tall stranger grit his teeth and grabbed onto the back of Dawn's bobbing head with his rough, callused hands. Holding the tipsy beauty in his powerful grip, the young man began to pump his hips back and forth, ramming several inches of his prodigious manhood in and out of the moaning girl's wide-open mouth.

"There!" he shouted, rutting into Dawn's pretty face like a dog in heat! "Is this what you want, bitch? Is this how you like it? Hot and hard?" He began to fuck Dawn's mouth like a madman, driving his swollen cockmeat deep into the aroused teenager's tiny throat!

Dawn was on fire! Yes! Yes! The inflamed coed wanted to shout, but Dawn could only whimper and tilt her head back, surrendering herself completely to her mysterious lover's brutal assault. In, out, in out! The huge organ lunged over and over again into her steamy oral cavity, each thrust pumping a little more of the massive column down her tender young throat.

Dawn gurgled around the heavy shaft. It was so BIG!! The huge pole began plunging deeper into her esophagus on its' brutal downward stroke, filling her narrow gullet and blocking her airway. The drunken college student soon found herself fighting to catch her breath! Surprised, Dawn tried to pull her head back a little so that she would be able to breathe, but the big man held her fast.

"Oh no you don't, bitch!" the stranger growled as Dawn tried to disengage herself from his massive shaft. "I've waited too long for this!" The husky young man grabbed Dawn's long, silken hair, tangling her auburn locks tightly around his callused fingers, and held her firmly in place as he slammed his hard cock over and over again into her open mouth. In, out, in, out, harder and harder, the crazed attacker sent his massive manhood plunging savagely into the helpless coed's tender young throat.

"Yes! Here it comes! Gonna DO it! Gonna DO IT!!"

Dawn began to panic. She couldn't breathe! Her beautiful blue eyes bulged in their sockets as the statuesque teenager fought for air! Her lips and fingertips had begun to turn blue. The veins on her neck pulsed wildly under the strain of the vicious assault and the delicate blood vessels around her pupils began to burst.

She was strangling!

Stupid bastard! Couldn't he see what was happening? He was killing her with his cock!

Dawn's struggles became desperate. Her sensuous body bucked and heaved in a futile attempt to break free of her brutal lover's deadly grip. Dawn's tortured lungs screamed for air! She gurgled. Her back arched in a sudden, uncontrollable spasm. Wet, bubbly noises began coming from her nose and around the corners of her tightly-stretched lips as a slick, foamy mixture of tears, mucus and saliva flowed thickly across her reddened cheeks, over her chin and neck and down onto her straining breasts. Again and again Dawn's healthy young body dry-heaved in a valiant attempt to expel the thick, pulsating column of flesh protruding obscenely from her gaping mouth.

It was no use. The stranger was too strong. His heavy ballsack began slapping noisily against Dawn's drool-soaked chin as more and more of his huge cock disappeared down her stuffed gullet!

Dawn closed her eyes and prayed that he would come before she choked to death!

As if in answer to her silent prayer, the stranger suddenly stopped his frenzied rutting and stood rigid, his gigantic staff wedged deep inside her throat! He threw his head back and groaned.

"Here," he breathed as his swollen cock jerked twice and then began spewing a thick, bubbling torrent of hot semen directly into Dawn's heaving belly. "This is for you!"

The brutalized coed tried to pull free, but to no avail. Dawn had no choice but to swallow the vile discharge, if only to keep from drowning in a tidal wave of cum! The tall stranger groaned as his swollen cock joyfully spit the contents of his bloated balls deep into Dawn's trembling body. The flood seemed endless.

Again and again Dawn felt the cruel shaft jerk inside her stuffed throat as the massive organ pumped more and more of its' slimy treasure into her churning gut. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, the disgusting flow ended, and the big cock dribbled the last few drops of man-slime into the beautiful brunette's helpless mouth. Dawn said a silent prayer of thanks as the vile act finally came to an end.

It was over. She had survived! Surely now he would let her go! The brutalized teenager thought of the satisfaction she would feel when the police came and arrested the sick bastard and sent him to prison for kidnapping her and forcing her to suck his disgusting cock. Yes, her revenge would be sweet! Dawn tried to pull herself off of the huge member, but the powerful stranger still held her fast! Dawn's eyes opened wide with shock! He was still hard!

And she still couldn't breathe!

"How does it feel, bitch?" whispered the powerful rapist as he held her struggling head tight. "How does it feel to be weak and helpless and at somebody else's mercy? Are you scared? For once in your spoiled, useless life is the pretty little princess scared? You should be, you know. If you knew, you'd be scared. Damn right you would! If you knew! If you only knew!" The crazed young man seemed to be momentarily off in some strange, distant world all his own as he repeated over and over again "...If you only knew... If you only knew.."

Suddenly he appeared to gather himself and looked down at the helpless beauty cowering at his feet. Dawn's lovely face had turned a deep purple. Her smooth, soft skin was discolored and splotchy, and her straining veins stood out dark and swollen on her half-naked body. The beautiful young girl was strangling! Dawn gurgled around the massive cockshaft, her wide, horror- filled eyes looking up beseechingly at her tormentor, silently pleading for mercy. The young man returned her stare, smiling sweetly.

"Don't worry, little princess." he whispered in a soft, soothing voice. "It's almost over." Gazing lovingly into Dawn's terrified, bloodshot eyes, the young man took a deep breath, threw back his head and, pulling the doomed coed relentlessly toward his hard, flat belly, savagely thrust his powerful hips forward, once and for all burying the entire length of his massive cock deep inside pretty Dawn Jenkins' narrow throat!

"There! It's IN you!" he whispered, almost reverently, holding the writhing young girl tightly against his hairy crotch. "Oh man! It's going to happen! At last! It's really going to happen! After all these years, I'm finally doing it to you!" The crazed stranger closed his eyes and began to breathe heavily as he held Dawn's beautiful face tightly against his naked loins. The gurgling teenager's small, turned-up nose was buried in his dark, wiry pubic hair and her chin was pressed tightly against his hairy ballsack.

"That's it, baby... Don't fight it.. Die now! Die on my big dick! Die for me... Die! Die!" the young man chanted as he stood watching Dawn jerk and twitch on the dirty cabin floor.

Dawn began to claw wildly at the big man's chest and belly, rending his thin T-shirt with her long, impeccably-manicured fingernails and gouging great chunks of flesh from his hard, muscular abdomen. The stranger just smiled and held her all the tighter, seemingly oblivious to the pain. The dying teenager's frantic struggles became weaker as her tortured body succumbed to the ravages of her obscene impalement. Her movements were jerky and uncoordinated.

She lost control of her bladder, sending a noisy stream of hot piss cascading down the insides of her quivering thighs. In a final act of desperation, Dawn grabbed onto the tattered remnants of her attacker's bloody shirt and tried to pull herself up off of the urine-soaked floor, but the effort was less than useless. Even if she had been free of the big man's powerful hands, the dying beauty no longer possessed the strength to rise.

Dawn Jenkins would never stand up again.

The doomed girl suddenly seemed to surrender herself to her fate. Her tiny hands lost their tenuous grip on her killer's bloody shirt and fell limply to her sides. Her tortured body stopped struggling. Dawn gathered the last of her strength and slowly stared up into the face of the grinning madman towering above her. Their eyes met. For Dawn, the moment seemed oddly intimate. This was, in a way, the ultimate union. He had conquered her. She was beaten.

All the games and tricks she had used to manipulate men all of her life were laid bare, and she had been revealed for what she was. A whore. A vain, selfish whore not worthy of life. He alone had managed to unmask her. Somehow, she felt she belonged to him, body and soul. He was her world. All that existed in the universe for Dawn was this man. This man and what he was doing to her with his cock! All lies had finally been swept aside. Her whole life had been nothing more than a prelude to this, her moment of truth.

Dawn's vision began to grow dim. Her pain suddenly vanished, replaced by a warm, bubbly glow emanating from somewhere deep inside her trembling body. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets. Bright, colored lights exploded inside her head. All she could feel was the massive cock expanding inside of her, growing longer, pushing past her tender throat, down into her stomach and beyond. She imagined she could feel the huge organ snake its way through her intestines and rip savagely past her uterine wall into her womb. Dawn shivered as she felt the mammoth shaft slide down her wet, slimy love-channel and finally emerge hard and hot from her tight, tingling vaginal opening.

Dawn whimpered. He had impaled her! She was impaled on his cock!

Her massive orgasm was the last thing Dawn Jenkins felt before her young heart stopped beating forever.

The big man stared down in triumph at the twitching corpse that a few scant minutes before had been a healthy, vibrant young woman. His ponderous cock was still buried deep inside her throat. The beautiful teenager's wild death-throes had coaxed another powerful ejaculation out the mammoth member, and the two had cum simultaneously at the very moment of Dawn's death, as was proper for young lovers.

He smiled as he held the limp body tightly against his own, his satiated manhood finally deflating inside her ruined gullet. He made no effort to remove it, however. There was still one last act to perform for his revenge to be complete!

Chuckling softly, Riley Wilkes began to piss.

 Nineteen year-old Dawn Jenkins smiled drunkenly as she watched the tall stranger slowly unzip his faded blue denims. The statuesque college coed giggled.

 Hiccups

 The rapping was insistent, relentless and Doug had no choice except to open the door. He wasn't very happy about it, he'd been here all day and half this stuff was still in boxes. The half he really needed it seemed like. Every box he opened just had junk he didn't.

 Hunter

 I was born out Los Vagas way, just outside of town, at least back then it was outside of town. My people were some of the first white settlers in the area and we still had a fair piece of land.