Who remembers high school? Me, I never forget. I was a normal
average Joe in high school, not too popular, but not a nerd,
just one of the masses competing for pussy. I had the major
hoots for this bitch named Angel. She was a sophomore when I
was a senior, but one of my "friends” dated her. I only say
friend because I sort of hung in the same group, but I was
at the low end of the groups totem pole. I knew Shane was
fucking Angel every time he could (who could blame him), and
god, I wanted her fucking body.
Angel was a cheerleader, blonde with a fine body, and a
gorgeous face, every guys dream I guess, and man did she
star in my fantasies, I would fantasize fucking her or even
raping her. One time when we all went out, we stopped by her
house, and I said I had to go to the bathroom, I found a
hamper in the bathroom and masturbated on a pair of her
jeans. Pretty sick I guess.
I was basically obsessed with Angel you could say. Once I
overheard her giving her locker combination to Shane, and I
used the combination to open her locker, and to steal her
purse (I knew her id would be in there, and it was a picture
to beat off to) plus she had a real nice leather jacket
which I took, and beat off on many, many times. (Told you I
am sick). Angel was pissed when she realized she was ripped
off, but she had no idea it was one of her boyfriend’s
associates.
One night we were all at a party, drinking, getting really
drunk. Shane and Angel had this huge fight, I think because
he wanted head right then and now. Shane got pissed off and
left around midnight. Angel just stayed at the party, and
got more drunk. I felt no pity for Angel. I figured she was
a rich, hot cheerleader, and having a few hours of misery in
her life was poetic justice. Well Angel must have drank too
much because she puked, and then passed out. A few of us
carried her into a bedroom, and kept drinking. I knew what I
was going to do now. The eight people left at the party just
kept drinking, and within a few hours all of the party was
passed out, except for me.
Silently, I crept into the bedroom where Angel was passed
out, and laid down next too her. I nudged her too see if she
would wake up, but man she was gone. I moved my hands onto
her ass and felt it up. This was like heaven. I was
trembling fearing she would wake up from her drunken state,
or one of the drunks in the other room would stumble in, but
I knew I would never have another chance to fuck Angel.
I felt up her nice firm tits, but didn’t open her shirt.
Then throwing caution to the wind I unbutton Angel’s tight
jeans, and pulled them down to her ankles. Next I pulled her
panties off, and prepared to mount this drunken bitch. My
dick was rock hard, and I was so ready to rape Angel.
Suddenly I heard a car pull into the driveway, and glancing
out the window I saw it was Shane, Angel’s fucking
boyfriend. Fuck! I thought, and I quickly pulled her panties
and pants back up, and dove under the bed.
Shane came in, lay next to Angel, and began to try to wake
her up. Eventually, Angel woke up, he apologized, and they
made up, and then had sex, with me being forced to listen
from under the bed. I was so fucking angry I vowed revenge
against both of them.
Time passed, Shane and Angel got married, Shane inherited
his fathers company, and Angel got hotter, and was now a
rich women in her late twenties. I got a decent job and
tried to work my way through college, and became an
accomplished pickpocket. I had totally forgotten about
Angel, until our class reunion. That day would change all
three of our lives.
Angel and Shane showed up at our class reunion driving a
1999 Mercedes, and dressed like something right out of GQ
magazine. Angel wore a tight red sundress, and her body was
so firm, probably due to hours of working out. My mind raced
back to the day where I almost raped Angel, and she even
looked better now! I knew that I was going to have to have
my day with that bitch. My "friend” Shane barely remembered
me, and just gave me a token handshake (my guess is to
appease this commoner), but what he didn’t know was, while
he was shaking my hand, I was picking his pocket of his
keys, and wallet from his suit jacket. (Man I was a real
good pickpocket), I only stayed at the reunion for an hour,
no one even realized I had left, and I headed for Shane and
Angel’s house.
I parked my car about a mile from their house, to prevent
discovery, and walked through the woods to the back of their
property. Now crawling I made it to the dark side of the
house, and moved through the bushes quietly, until I reached
the front porch. The porch was dark and I used Shane’s keys
to open the front door, half-surprised an alarm didn’t
signal my entrance. I carried a bag containing a ski mask, a
small crowbar, a role of duct tape, and a pair of gloves.
Wow what a house! I knew they were rich, but I didn’t
realize how rich. I entered each room and shined my
flashlight. They had the finest silverware, the nicest
electronics; Angel had so much fine jewellery, which I put
in my bag, and two mink coats. Yes they were coming with me
when I left. I rummaged through Angel’s panty drawer, and
found an envelope full of money (780$), isn’t that the last
place you should hide money? I also stole a real nice
nightly from Angel. The stealing was nice, but I was going
to have to rape Angel to finally complete my revenge.
From what I heard later on Shane thought he dropped his keys
and wallet getting out of his car, and never suspected
someone had pick pocketed him. Therefore, they came home
later in the evening not suspecting that someone was waiting
for them in there own house.
Later that night, I heard their car pull up into the
driveway, and I hid in the guest bedroom, and pulled on my
mask and got ready. Shane came in first, and then Angel. I
heard Angel. "I am going to take a shower, and go to bed. Be
ready when I get back!” she said in a sexy voice. Shane
headed for the kitchen, and once I heard the shower running,
I crept up behind Shane and cracked him in the head with a
small crowbar. Shane fell hard, out like a light. Quickly I
took the role of duct tape I had brought with me and taped
his hands, legs, and mouth, and dragged him into his
bedroom. Next I put him in a high-backed chair and taped him
into it. Shane, groggy, woke up, and tried to break his
bonds. I leaned over and whispered. "Try all you like you
aren’t going to get out, and I am going to fuck your bitch."
He struggled when I told him this, and I could see the
anguish in his face. Not bad enough his wife was going to be
raped, but he was going to have to watch.
I reached down and took Shane’s expensive Rolex from his
wrist. "You won’t be needing this!" I whispered. "How
pathetic, If you can’t protect your property from me, how
can you protect your wife!"
Shane wanted to kill me I could tell, but he couldn’t get
loose, and I continued antagonizing him. "Has you wife ever
had a real man? Well she is going to very soon."
I heard the shower stop running, and I moved to my predator
position outside the bathroom door.
I heard Angel in the bathroom calling to Shane in a sexual
voice. You ready honey? Because I am feeling horny. Little
did Angel know that she was making her soon to be rapist
very excited.
The bathroom door opened and Angel started down the hall to
the master bedroom. She was dressed in a white bathrobe, and
looked so fucking hot. I grabbed her right before she got to
her bedroom door, and for a brief instance I swore she
thought I was her husband, but she quickly figured out I
wasn’t.
Angel struggled and screamed for Shane, but I muffled her
voice and said. "Scream all you want bitch! I have your
precious husband!" I showed her Shane’s Rolex. Grabbing her
by the waste I carried her into the master bedroom, and her
eyes caught Shane who was bound in the chair.
"Now I am in control! If you want your husband to live, you
had better do everything I say!"
Angel pleaded with me to let her and her husband go, but I
didn’t want to hear any of her crying. I jumped on top of
her, growling and laughing, my hands groping and squeezing
her breasts as my mouth pressed down against hers.
"No! No!" she gasped.
"Shut up, slut!"
I backhanded her, then gripped the front of her thin robe
and tore it open. She raised her hands, trying to push me
away and I backhanded her again, making her cry out in pain.
She sobbed and moaned in misery and terror. I began digging
my fingers into the soft chest meat as her mind was filled
with horror. Angel gasped as I shoved my tongue forcefully
into her mouth. She sobbed helplessly as my rough hands
mauled her breasts, and my mouth came wetly down on her own.
She was stunned, by the touch of my hands on her precious
breasts. I sat back, gripping her bathrobe in my hands and
began tearing it down all the way the hem. She cried out in
misery as my hands gripped her panties. She tried to grasp
at them, but again my big hand cracked across her face,
hurling her head back against the pillows. I jerked her
silky panties up, lifting her legs violently and tearing the
panties down and off, flinging them at Shane, and laughing
maniacally. She whimpered in terror, trying to turn or twist
away, to protect her vulnerable crotch, but I jammed my
hands between her thighs and yanked her legs apart, then I
dove between them. I gripped her hair and jerked her head
back painfully, then bit down on her left breast as she
sobbed in misery. I fumbled with my zipper, then drew out my
now raging erection, pressing it against her still tight
pussy entrance.
She screamed hysterically at the sensation, raising her
hands and slapping despairingly at me. My cock pierced her
tight entrance, then thrust into her, stabbing up into her
belly like a rocket. She gasped, then moaned weakly as her
pussy was violated, and my thick, bloated cock drove into
her to even deeper. I began to pump, raising my ass high and
thrusting into her again and again as she lay there sobbing.
Her legs were wide, her arms lying flat beside her head. She
had given up any attempts at fighting me, as Shane looked on
helpless to intervene in his wife’s humiliation
Angel felt my big cock pumping inside her, going in and out,
and stabbing up into her belly with cruel violence, but
could do nothing about it. She moaned and whimpered and
closed her eyes. I humped faster and faster, my hands
groping at her breasts or tearing at her hair, then I let
out a long, victorious moan, shot a load of cum like I had
never before, and collapsed atop her.
I lay there for some seconds, then slowly pulled myself off.
I got to my feet and, leered down at her as she lay
spread-eagled below.
Come on, slut, I growled, bending and gripping her by the
hair.
She cried out again in pain, grasping at my hand as I forced
her to her feet.
I whispered to her. "Now say how good I was, how much better
I am than your husband!"
She refused, but when I threatened to castrate Shane she did
as I said.
Shane upon hearing this began crying and my dick raged hard
again. I rolled Angel over on her stomach and now had a
birds eye view of the ass that I had dreamed about forever.
My hands trembled as I squeezed her ass again and again. I
am an assman and seeing this thing of beauty I knew what was
too come next, and judging by her look of fear, SO DID SHE!
Mounting her from behind I lined up my stiff cock with her
tight ass hole, and violently I thrust my rod straight into
her ass. The tight pink ring stretched as I stuffed my dick
up her precious ass. Angel screamed a tremendous scream, and
shuddered underneath each of my thrusts. I looked up and
smirked at Shane through my ski mask. If looks could kill I
would be dead. Shane was being forced to watch his wife
being raped up the ass. I continued thrusting into this
country club bitch’s ass, and finally the cum welled up in
my dick and I fired into Angel’s ass. She shuddered
violently, but made no move as my cock finished putting its
creamy cum into her ass.
Now after two loads I needed a break so I bound Angel and
proceeded to loot the whole house, the most fun was removing
Angel’s huge diamond engagement ring and wedding band (What
an invasion). Rich people’s houses have so much good shit;
its tough to decide what to take, so I just loaded the
Mercedes in the garage with everything I could find.
I really wanted to fuck those pouty little lips of Angels so
I headed back to the master bedroom, rock hard. I ordered
her to open her mouth, and I told her if I felt any teeth on
my dick (to make sure she didn’t get any notion about biting
my cock.), Shane’s penis would be cut off and put in her
mouth. Subordinate, Angel became to let my dick into her
fine little mouth.
I swear that Angel’s mouth was made to fit my cock. I
thought about all the time I could have been raping her
mouth, and regretted lost time. I pushed my dick all the way
back into her throat and could feel my ball sack slapping
against her chin. My cock pumped deep into her throat and
finally the cum welled up and I shot jism deep into her
throat. Angel choked as the cum just kept on spewing from my
dick. Finally I pulled out of her mouth, and jism ran down
out of her mouth.
Angel cried she was humiliated, and her husband was being
forced to watch this heinous rape.
I looked at the now ravaged Angel and laughed; finally after
ten years I had my revenge against this couple.
I had some more fun later on jamming different items up into
Angel’s pussy, and fisting her ass with my hand (that really
stretched her out).
Now I had to decide what to do with them. I am not a killer
so I knew I couldn’t kill them. I don’t think they
recognized me, but I wasn’t sure so after I loaded the
Mercedes full and took the first load of loot out of the
house. I drove back to the house, parked the car in the
garage, and I carried both of them too the car and put them
in it. I drove the Mercedes to a real bad side of town, and
left Angel and Shane tied up in the car. As I disappeared
into an alley, I saw a group of gang bangers had spotted the
Mercedes, and were headed towards it. I can only imagine the
fun they had with Angel, kind of wish I could have been
there to watch. Not Surprisingly Angel or Shane didn’t make
it too the reunion dance the next night, or were they seen
ever again.
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