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06-03-2017, 12:48 PM
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Unexpected Event 2
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Here I share with you my collection of erotic stories in my keeps. Also can be found at www.juicysexstories.com The contents is 100℅ not from me, but just added some local flavours to enhance the story. -------------------------------------------- I was at my friend’s. It wasn’t too late, but it was time to go back home. I didn’t wanna go by the subway, I knew it would be very many people there, I just didn’t feel like I wanted to see crowds of them that moment. I decided I would fetch a taxi. Besides I lived just several blocks from the place and it would take me some 20 minutes if the traffic were good. 20 minutes and I would be in my bath far away from summer heat.  I thumbed a ride and saw a taxi. I sat on the backseat; it wasn’t hot there, as it seemed to me. In some three minutes the driver asked me if it was ok with me that he would pull up to buy cigarettes. Ok, fine. There were some people standing at the drugstore. We pulled up but he didn’t go out of the car, but was sitting counting money. Suddenly the both backdoors flung open, and two men of those standing by the drugstore got in the car, squeezing me between there bodies. The car started. The driver speeds up. I had not time to get scared, I was too surprised and perplexed. A heavy and strong hand took me by the neck. -Relax babe! You shouldn’t be scared! I tried to thrust his hand away, but he squeezed his fingers and began pulling my head downwards. It hurt me. I was getting more and more frightened, the feeling made me absolutely unable to fight the man’s strength. I was afraid they would hurt me, or beat me, or rape me. I was begging them to let me go out of the car. They burst into laughing. -Don’t worry, we’ll let you go! One of them kept on holding my neck. He also grasped my hand. The other twisted my hand to the back, slipping his one under my skirt. I felt his hands between my legs. He began to feel up my pubis, sort of trying to tear off the skin. -Let’s get a deal. If you are a good girl and do what we ask, there’ll be no problems. Otherwise we can beat your face hard, or throw you out of the car at its full speed. -So, are you a good girl or not?! I nodded, realising they could really do what they had warned me about. -I can’t hear you! – He pressed his hand harder to my neck. -I’ll be a good girl. – I forced myself to speak. -That’s great! You’re smart, babe. I was all shivering, scared, because I was totally helpless. One of them took out a bottle of vodka from the bag. He poured vodka in a glass and forced me to drink it. I was ready to vomit or get choked of it, but I tried to devour it anyway. Maybe it will help me to stop shivering, I thought. I didn’t see where we were going. The streets were empty, it must have been some poor district. They forced me to drink more vodka. While I was doing it, they began undoing my blouse, raising the bra up, rudely feeling up my boobs. The other bastard got his hand in my panties.  -Spread your legs! I was afraid not to do what they were asking me to. -Spread wider! – He ordered, moving my legs as wide as he could. – Look, her twat is shaven! Are you a slut? -No, my husband likes when it’s shaven. They started laughing again. -Why is it wet then? It’s turning you on? You wanna fuck? Wait, we’re gonna do it soon. -They were still laughing. I caught myself at thinking that in spite of the whole situation, my fear and helplessness, these bastards’ behavior, I was really wet and aroused. I felt heavy in my lower belly. -Speak!… So, you like to fuck? Do we turn you on? I don’t know why but I answered yes. I couldn’t think clearly. Everything was obscure, dim… -Take off your panties… I did. They threw them out of the window. Then they pulled off my skirt and also threw it out. They never stopped feeling up my breasts. A hand got into my pussy. -Why are you so wet? Have you peed in fright? Doesn’t really look like it, actually…. Ahh, the girl wants to fuck… Do you? Arousal was getting up from my pussy and lower belly. My heart was beating fast, I could no longer breathe calmly, my hips started twitching. -See, your husband doesn’t ram you enough. You’re longing for a good drill. OK, you can be sure, you’ll get enough. They were laughing again, raising my legs onto the front chair. They wanted to fuck me with the bottle. I was pleading them not to do it. I was bucking trying to set myself free. They put my feet back on the floor. I couldn’t clearly hear their laughing and stupid comments. I didn’t focus on them. All I could think about was to find a way to escape. Why was I getting more and more aroused? Suddenly the car pulled up at a small one-story house. -So, are you gonna cry or what? -No. -Will you please us? Do we have a deal? -Yes. All of a sudden, I felt sick looking at those assholes. I tried to ask them to let me go again. I said I would give them all the money I had on. The sum was great. They began thinking it over. -I swear I’ll give it to you. One of them took my bag and turned it over. My stuff fell out on the seat. He took my purse. He found my driving license. He also found my husband’s card with all his phone numbers and e-mail address. He was studying it for long and then put it into his pocket. -OK, girl, let’s do it this way. Before you’ve changed you mind we’re gonna go inside the house, make some porn pictures, and then you’ll go home. We’ll meet tomorrow, you’ll bring the money and we’ll give you the film. Otherwise your hubby can find some very interesting pics in his e-mail box. Besides, we should find some clothes for you to put on. -Will you really let me go? I beg you to do it. I’ll bring the money. Just let me go… -Don’t worry and shut up! They got out of the car, pushing me to follow them. To be continued.... 
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06-03-2017, 11:21 PM
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Re: Unexpected Event 2
I saw neighbouring houses. I wanted to run somewhere there and knock on the door, crying for help. But I couldn’t. One of them was holding me close, squeezing me tight. We entered the door. The house was tiny, but sort of cozy, even. It didn’t look like a den. There was a big mattress lying on the floor in a small room.
-Will you drink more in order not to be shy before the camera? -Yes, I will. Will you really let me go then? -Patricia, we told you we would. Pics will be our guarantee that you’ll bring us money. You seem to be a good girl, we don’t wanna hurt you. – The man was speaking seriously. I really wanted to believe him and I wanted that nightmare to finish. (By the way how come he knew my name?! License, right.) -OK, let’s go to the room. Several shots, and you’re free. They put a chair in the middle of the room. They took off my blouse and my bra. Then they told me to sit on the chair. -Get your ankles behind the chair legs. Get your hand in your hair. Don’t forget to smile. I really tried to smile. I heard the camera snap.  -Now bring your legs together. Spread your knees wider. Bite your finger and get another one to press your clit. Another snap. -Raise your legs. Spread vulva lips with your hands. Toss your head back, close your eyes, part your lips. Snap. One of them came up from my back, taking my nipples between his fingers, pinching and pulling them. -Get your hand under your butt. Get a finger inside your snatch. Express bliss on your face. Another snap. (Man! Why am I all wet?! My juices were almost flowing down my fingers!) The other man came up from a side. His pants were pulled down. He turned my head to face him and I saw a half-hard cock right before my lips. -Please, don’t… -You have to, Patricia. Just for us to feel safe… Open your mouth and suck the dickhead into it. The one with the camera made several steps closer. A close-up. Snap.  We changed many poses. I was standing on my knees, squatting, lying with my belly on the chair, two cocks were pressing against my nipples, a pecker was squeezed between my buttocks, my hand was holding a prick, while I was kissing it, two knobs were pressing on my pubis… I was very hot, my vulva lips were opened. I felt an explosive mixture of disgust, humiliation and arousal. -Good girl! And the last shot! The one with the camera got undressed and lay on the mattress. -C’mon, squat on me. Spread your knees wider. Take the dick in your hand and caress your twat with it. Wow, you’re so wet! The other two got close to me from the sides, getting their cocks to my face. -Move your tongue, girl. Snap, another snap. It struck me at that moment that they wouldn’t let me go, they would blackmail me with these pics into raping, humiliating, due to the fact that I wouldn’t be able to stand against their strength and violence. The one lying under me, put the camera to aside, raised his pelvis a bit, and tried to impale me on his stem. I shuddered away, trying to get the camera. I reached for it. The man grasped my hand and slapped me across the face. It made my eyes water. I tried to cry out, but the other one fell onto me and pressed my face into the mattress. Someone hit me on the buttocks. I was gulping for air. I got still, being afraid to choke, being afraid to be hit or slapped again. -Are you calm now? I tried to nod. The man got off me. -You promised to be a good girl. What are you doing? You need more problems? I shook my head. -Why do you need that? I’ve done everything you wanted?! You promised me… -You started it… We told you to obey us. Well, now we must punish you. -Please, don’t rape me, I’ll do everything you want. (My lower belly was intensively pulsing with arousal. My body’s reaction contradicted my brains’ realisation of the fucking situation. Those assholes seemed to feel it too.) -Get on your stomach! I did. I was lying still with my eyes closed. Someone’s hands took my knees and moved them wider. My vulva lips opened too. The cock got inside me. It was fast and crude. My sensations were unusually vivid, I felt every millimeter of his flesh inside me. I had to force myself from not moving in its tempo, from not contracting my vagina muscles. I wanted to hide I liked what I felt. Several more thrusts and I felt convulsive jerking inside me. He came. Some more lazy movements and he stopped. He got up. To be continued.......
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#8
07-03-2017, 09:20 AM
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Re: Unexpected Event 2
-Why are you lying like a dummy? I don’t see your passion and desire. Are you frigid? Do you always behave the same way with your husband? Are you always the ice queen with him too?
-No. -The girl needs something to turn her on. Let’s do it! Go and hold her legs. You, spread your lips with your hands. I was afraid not to do what they asked me to. I spread my vulva lips. They were slippy of the semen flowing out of me. -Spread wider! My body was wet and slippy too, I tried to move the lips as wide as I only could. I felt convulsive jerking in every cell of my lower belly, my clit was as swollen as if ready to burst. I felt sperm flowing down my pussy to my asshole. Is it necessary to find myself in all this shit with these bastards to feel these sweet sensations, I asked myself. Why me? One of them took a lighter and began getting the fire closer to my love button. The fire was still at certain distance, but I already felt some burning from inside my crotch. I put my hands together, trying to close my snatch. Someone pressed his knee against my stomach and his hand against my throat, as if trying to strangle me. -Get your hands off! I was about to choke, I did what he told me to. I spread the lips even wider, I thought I would tear them apart…. -Look she’s all sweat inside! She must be hot now! They began laughing. One of them took my clit by two fingers, pinching and fiddling it. My body could no longer obey my sense and a huge wave of orgasm flew over me. I could no longer resist it… I clenched in his hand, pressing it to the clit, rubbing against it. It was like electric current running down my body. I was trying to bring my legs together and press his hand even tighter. He was laughing.  -Look the girl is having fun! Do you like? -Yes. I hated them at that moment. But I hated myself even more that them. I hated me for being aroused, for being unable to suspend this arousal, for my great cumming, for bright sensations, for my confession, for my “yes”. I didn’t care what would happen to me. I didn’t care what they would do to me… I turned into an obedient slut ready for everything. Or maybe it was that desire to feel the orgasm again that made me lose all possible control over my body and forget about morals? I didn’t know. All I knew for sure was that I couldn’t control my body, it was kind of living its own life. I was lying on the floor looking into the ceiling. I was squeezing my hands between my legs. The tension didn’t release me. I was still aroused. It was extremely difficult not to start fingering myself right in front of their eyes. Damn, what was going on with me? They gave me my blouse. -Wipe yourself up! -Can I go to the bathroom? I wanna pee… -OK, go. One of them went out of the room with me. -What are you waiting for? Go and pee. -I can’t. -Yes, you can. He took me by the neck and made me sit down on the lavatory pan. I was very embarrassed and couldn’t do anything. -Don’t waste time… You want me to help you? He was still holding my neck with his hand and pressed on my lower belly. The head of his dick was right in front of my lips. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, sucking it in. He put his hand on the back of my head, pushing. I was holding his stem with one hand, and fingering myself with the other. I didn’t care about anything in the world. I couldn’t think of anything, my body was overwhelming with arousal. My animal lust took place of my sense and rationality. The dick I was sucking was moving back and forth, like a piston pump, pumping more and more carnality into me. My tongue was roaming over his shaft and his head, my lips were squeezing the pecker harder and harder. I looked like I was going to suck his bestial flesh out though the prick. To and fro… Sperm spurted into the throat, I was swallowing it quickly, in order not to get choked. He stopped fucking my mouth. Soon the cock became flaccid. But I never stopped caressing it with my tongue. He was still holding his hand on the back of my head. -Stop it, it’s enough. You’ll have another chance to enjoy it… I was sitting in the pan. I was exhausted and drained. But the bottom of my belly was still living its own life, waiting for time to release arousal. -Get in the shower! I was taking a shower. The water was almost cold. I was freezing, but I didn’t turn off the tap, hoping to wash off not only the dirt of the day but the rest of my arousal as well. Breasts, bottom of my stomach, my lips, my crotch were so hot, that it seemed to me the cold water running down my body got boiled and evaporated reaching the spots.  I heard them call me. I came into the room and sat on the chair. They offered me to drink. I drank some more vodka. They were talking about sex, asking me about my husband, my other lovers I had ever had, about my sexual experiments, and etc. I answered their questions not raising my head, not looking at them, not contemplating over the answers. We drank some more. A hand lay on my hip, caressing it, getting closer to my pubis. I closed my face with my hands and spread my legs wide. My pussy was ready to impale itself on his fingers. Arousal started pulsing in my body, as if trying to escape it and fall on its knees in front of those assholes and beg them to fuck me. They offered me to drink another shot, thank you. I got tipsy; the world became dim and obscure. I forced myself to get up and go to the room. They never stopped me. I came up to the mattress and squatted down. I spread my vulva lips with my fingers and looked at my clit with hatred, looked as if I was trying to shame it for the desire, for the arousal that devoured me and aroused the longing to be fucked, and it didn’t matter who would do it and how. Someone pinched me on the shoulder, and I fell on my side. I was in the state of half-consciousness; I didn’t feel anything, safe for the hands feeling up my body, safe for fingers, fucking my snatch and my butt.  Orgasm seized me again. It was like a hot vortex. It made me dizzy. I didn’t feel like ashamed or humiliated… I wanted, wanted to get more… I lost the sense of time, space. All I could feel were their dicks drilling all my holes, their hands feeling me up. Orgasm got way to another orgasm. They were like waves flowing onto the sand and crushing against the rocks. I was fingering myself in those rear moments when they were not ramming into to me, when they had a break. I was ready to tear myself with my own hands. I was stretching and rubbing my lips, pressing against the clit, pinching it. I was fingering my butt and my pussy simultaneously, feeling their sticky cum flow out of me. I was bucking and trembling. Suddenly I felt someone’s hand on mine, making a fist out of my fingers, and pushing this fist inside my flesh. I felt like I was being torn apart. I felt dull ache between my legs. But it wasn’t the ache I wanted to escape, it was the ache that made me wanna open more and get more of it. Suddenly I felt my own hand inside me up to the wrist. I felt so filled. The pressure from inside brought about something more that simply an orgasm, it was a fit, an explosion of multiple orgasms. I don’t know if I was crying, or moaning. My heart was ready to jump out of my chest, my body was shaking in convulsions, my every organ, every cell was quivering, it seemed. I felt heavy breathing over me: -Get up, slowly… Keep your fist in … let’s go, let’s go… To be continued.......
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07-03-2017, 09:42 AM
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He was holding me under my armpits and showing me the way to the kitchen. I was following him. I was half-bent, it was hard to move my feet. Every movement and every step echoed in my body. I was trying to make a tight fist with the hand that was inside my cunt, for it not to press on the sides that hard, not to arouse such sweet sensations. They were looking at me, remarking on me. I heard them often say such words like “slut”, “bitch”, “broad”. My humiliated self was ready to agree with them. It was like I discovered something new in my personality, something I had never even thought about before. I turned out to be a slut who gave up to their strength and humiliation, feeling no shame, enjoying their dirty touch, enjoying every part of that shameful play, exposing all my lust, all my arousal. I couldn’t hide my satisfaction, swimming in the ocean of orgasms.
 They asked me to turn round, making me take different poses to show them my hand in my vagina. They cheered me up and told me to get the hand even deeper. I tried to do it. My body ached, pleading me to stop, but fits of arousal made me go on and on… They told me to go back to the room. I was creeping there leaning on my hand, as the other one was still inside my twat. When I finally reached the mattress, I was so exhausted that I fell asleep. I recovered consciousness only when they tried to pull my hand out of my flesh. I felt like they were literally trying to tear me apart. I felt no pain. One of them turned me around and began impaling me. I was like a real dummy, but I was strong enough to take his cock and get it in my pussy. After fisting I didn’t feel it at all. I decided to add a couple of fingers inside my cunt. I started playing with his dick inside, but he pulled my hand out.  The other one came up to us, trying to get inside my snatch too. I was trying to help him, stretching my crotch upwards with my hand. He pressed harder and …. Two dicks turned out to be ramming into my pussy. I felt that I was filled from inside, it made me cum another time. My body was shivering. They both were trying to ram me, but one of the peckers fell out of the twat making me moan in disappointment. The fall-out dick owned my ass. My crotch pressed between two stems became a source of incredible sensitivity. They both were screwing me, while I was simply lying on my back, lying still, enjoying the fuck. The crazy arousal had gone, I just felt so good and didn’t want them to stop. They were rather tipsy, but still not drunk, so they could be ramming me for long. They were thrusting more and more often as if trying to cum, making me feel such bright sensations. One of them came into my asshole, spurting bliss along with his sticky semen. The one doing my snatch couldn’t cum. It made him angry and he pushed me aside. All of a sudden, I felt guilty that my vagina was that stretched by the moment that it couldn’t make him ejaculate. So I reached for his dick with my hands and lips, but he pushed me aside again. I kept on reaching for him, trying to suck the shaft into my mouth, and there was noting that could stop me from doing it. I sucked it in. The shaft was half flaccid already. I began caressing it, sucking it, fondling. The man grasped my hair in his fist, getting his knob out of my mouth. He began jerking off. In several moments he came on my face, spreading the sperm over it and making me suck in his stem again. I squeezed it with my lips, caressing it with my tongue. I liked it. It seemed to be the tastiest thing in the world for me. Somebody knocked on the front door. Somebody came into the house. I was lying on the mattress with my knees spread wide. I didn’t feel embarrassed or ashamed. I didn’t care. I accepted the whore I was, with all her disgusting desires and arousal. I felt sweet ache between my legs. -Go and get dressed! They threw my blouse into my face. I rubbed it against my face and then put it on. -Take it, that’s all we’ve got. They threw man’s pants at me. I put them on too. -He’ll take you home. – They said pointing at the new comer. They went out of the room and went to the kitchen. The new comer came into the room, unzipping his fly and pulling off his jeans. I asked no questions. I lay back on the floor and pulled off the pants, spreading my knees. -I want your ass. I turned on my stomach, getting on my knees, giving him my buttocks, spreading them with my hands. His hard-on began getting in, my flesh was ready to welcome it, as it was still longing for fuck… I pulled on the man’s pants back. They were too large for me, and, thus, didn’t cover much, actually. I used them to wipe my wet anus and vagina. They got stuck to my body, causing sweet sensations.  They showed me the door with disgust. I guess I was worth such an attitude. How was I to live after all that? I didn’t know… I looked at my watch. Some four hours had passed since I left my friend. Seemed like it was in my other life… The man pulled up close to my house. -How would you like to pay? He got on the back seat where I was sitting. I reached for his jeans, unzipping them. I didn’t care who he was and what I was doing. I turned into a lustful whore. I was sucking his dick, playing with my clit…  He stopped the car at the corner. I got out of the car and went to my house. On my way there I saw a couple of teens sitting at the road. I passed them by like a spooky, like a zombie. I felt they were looking at me. I turned round. -What are you staring at? I pulled of the disgusting pants and threw them at their faces. They were looking at me perplexed and confused. I just turned round and went home. I wish I knew how greatly it all would change my life… The End
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