Gender: Male Age: 30 Location: N/A
|Introduction: Pt.2 Continued from "My night with carrie"|
She delivered another blow. Hung over, groggy, and memories of the night before still fresh in my mind, I tried to respond.
I uh, you, we…
“DON’T YOU DARE TRY AND LIE TO ME!” she interrupted.
“We both had a lot to drink” I said.
“Oh, so you’re saying I wanted you to RAPE ME…huh?!?” she replied. “Well, I hope you enjoyed yourself…be sure to let me know how you like the ass rape you get when I put you in jail.
As she turned to leave, I cried out to her “I’m sorry, maybe we can work something out”
There was no movement at all, as if my words had stopped time itself. Then after what seemed like an eternity, she turned looking me straight in the eyes, and with a glare that made my blood run cold; she said. “Work something out? WORK SOMETHING OUT? Are you out of your FUCKING MIND!?! You didn’t break my TV or wreck my car….YOU RAPED ME…THERE’S NOTHING TO WORK OUT!!!!!!”
“Please don’t do this” I said.
“YOU FUCKING RAPED ME!!!! I didn’t get to say ‘please don’t do this’ did I? No. I got to wake up naked to find my pussy filled with your cum.” She yelled.
In spite of the situation, my dick twitched from hearing those words come out of her mouth. In a last plea for my freedom, I said “I’ll do anything…just don’t go do the police”
“Oh, I’m going to go alright…and you BETTER be here when I get back!” She said, then turned and stormed out.
I just sat there hanging my head, listening to doors slam and eventually, her peel out down the street. Trembling I got up, got dressed, and went to work cleaning up the house.
It had been four hours when Carrie came back. Afraid she had the police with her; I just sat on the couch and waited. Throwing the door open, she stormed through the living room. “Follow me!” was all she said before disappearing up the stairs.
Following her up the stairs, I found her sitting on my bed. “I’ve had some time to think” she said. “About what you did to me, about mom, about you wanting to do something about it, the whole mess. So, I’ve decided to give you a choice. Say yes, and you agree to do anything I tell you for the rest of the day…anything, without question. Say anything else, and I will go to the police right now.
I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach as she stared at me, waiting for her answer. My only choice was to say “yes”.
“I thought that’s what you would say” she said “If I ask a question, you have to be completely honest in your answer…if I even think you aren’t, it’s the police. If I tell you to do something, you have to do it. It’s that simple. You can stop anytime you want and choose the police.” She paused, looking at me for a moment, and then said “You got to do whatever you wanted with me, now it’s my turn to do whatever I want with you.”
“Did you enjoy raping me?” she asked. I looked her in the eyes and said “yes”. “If you had it to do over again, would you?” she continued. I thought about it for a moment before saying “probably”. She glared at me and my stomach sank even further.
“Go get all my dirty clothes and begin washing them, then bring me a bottle of Gatorade” she said. I silently turned to do my task. Her room was filled with dirty clothes; I gathered them together and carried the pile downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs, I was startled to find two of her friends sitting on the couch watching T.V. They didn’t look at me, so I finished my task without saying a word.
I returned to my room to find Carrie lying on my bed wearing a robe. She grabbed the Gatorade out of my hand, pointed to where her clothes were on the floor and said “you missed some”. I took the clothes and added them to the pile by the washer. As soon as I got back upstairs, she handed me the empty Gatorade bottle and told me to throw it away.
She was still lying there when I got back. “When I left this morning, I didn’t know what to do…so I went to my boyfriend’s house. I never let him cum in me before...that made him really happy, but only reminded me that I still had some of your cum in me.” Her eyes flared at me. “I want you to lick my pussy until I think it’s clean enough.”
I felt sick. The chance to have any sort of sex with her again was exciting, but being made to taste another man’s cum…sent shivers down my spine. I climbed onto the bed and started to open her robe. She sat up quickly and *SMACK* slapped my face hard. “I did tell you to open my robe…I’m sure you got to see everything you wanted to last night” then laid back down.
I crawled up under her robe and between her legs. It was dark, and her scent was stronger than it was the night before. Taking the first lick was different this time, it was slimy, salty, and I knew immediately what it was – I started to gag. I fought the urge and continued licking her out. After several minutes, I was thankful that all I tasted now was her juices; her hips started rocking back and forth as I eagerly licked. Suddenly, she sat up saying “that’s good enough” and slid away from me, got up, and left the room.
I was stunned, thinking it made no sense when I heard her calling from downstairs. Carrie was sitting with two other girls when I got down there. The first was a very small black girl named Sara who was about 5’2” and couldn’t have weighed more than 85lbs. The second was the other extreme, a Hispanic girl named Maria that was about 5’7” and had to weight 300lbs or more.
Carrie reached over and pressed play on a CD play “OK, give us a good show” she said. I must have looked at her like she was crazy…she shot a determined look back saying “let’s go stripper”. I knew right then that I was really going to pay for what I did.
I danced and removed my clothes piece by piece to the music until I was completely nude in front of them…too nervous and embarrassed to get hard. The music stopped and Carrie said “Sara, you first” and instructed me to obey Sara like I would her. Sara walked over to me and said “I’ve never had my pussy licked, will you lick it for me?” Carrie quickly interrupted “you don’t have to ask…just tell him what to do, and he will do it”. A smile flashed across Sara’s small face as she began to peel off her clothes.
Her tiny nipples were about half the size of a pea, sitting atop the soft padding of her AA chest. She turned around and I was surprised that she had a little bit of an ass for how skinny she was. Sara lay down on the floor, pulled her knees up, spread her legs apart and said “lick my pussy”. The sight made my dick twitch as I quickly took my position between her legs.
I kissed her upper thigh, breathing in to see what she smelled like. Nothing, so I breathed in again with my nose just touching her entrance and found just a light scent…which I figured was from Carrie earlier. I extended my tongue, touching the outer lips of her pussy causing Sara to jump as if I had given her an electric shock. She moved and moaned with each lick as I fell in love with her flavor…a light taste, but oh so sweet…almost syrupy. I had never tasted anything so good. Within moments, everything went silent as she clamped her legs down on my head. I licked faster and faster, drinking in as much of her as I could.
She sat up, her eyes sparkling, and said “that was wonderful! Now, lay on your back”. I did, now fully erect. She climbed over me and stopped as the head of my dick rested against her opening. Pausing briefly, our eyes locked as she started to slide herself down on me. Her pussy was small and tight, just like the rest of her body. Slowly she lowered herself until my head was completely insider her and she stopped. Our eyes still locked, her hips began rocking as her tightness squeezed in on me. She rose up slightly and dropped a little more down, squeezing me even tighter and wincing a bit. Repeating the action, she winced even more as a single tear ran down her right cheek.
I almost came as I realized that she wasn’t just tight, she was a virgin! I sat up and wrapped my arms around her and she quickly wrapped her arms and legs around me as we embraced. “It hurts” she whispered in my ear. “You can stop” I whispered back. “No, I want this, I want you” she said. With that she started to grind herself into me. Still in our embrace, we again gazed into each other’s eyes, I watched as another tear fell. Leaning in, our lips met softly at first as we kissed. Our tongues danced in and out of our mouths as she continued to slowly work her way onto me. We stayed like this until I was deep inside her, she broke our kiss, leaning her head back, and I immediately began kissing her neck. Slight moans escaped her lips as I continued kissing down her neck and across her shoulder. She leaned her body back, propping herself up on her hands, giving me full access to her chest. I continued drawing moans from her as I kissed her body and around her small breasts. I was fully insider her now and she gasped as I sucked on one of her nipples – she started to slide herself back and forth on my cock. Rising up from her breasts, her tongue dove into my mouth while she wrapped her arms around me.
I grabbed her small firm ass with both hands, matching her motion as she continued to fuck me faster and faster. She dug her nails into my back while she pounded against me at a feverish pace. I squeezed her ass hard causing her to scream out loud, scraping her nails down my back while the flood of her orgasm coated my balls. The feeling was amazing, we pressed close together as I shot spurt after spurt of cum deep inside her from the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced.
All of a sudden I felt like I was being watched, and I noticed that I had completely forgotten what was going on, that Sara and I had slipped into a world where only the two of us existed. “Wasn’t that sweet” Carrie sneered “Sara, get off him…its Maria’s turn”. Sara’s pussy was wrapped around my cock like a tight fitting glove that felt like it was slowly being peeled away as she got up. There was a slight noise as she pulled herself all the way off me, and our combined cum poured out of her.
I hadn’t noticed that Maria was already undressed, she walked over to me with a mischievous smirk and said snidely “you two almost gave me a cavity” “lay down” she quickly barked. Each time I looked at her, I saw a different expression…I could not tell if she was angry or what. I got excited when she climbed over me in a 69 position…the thought of having my dick sucked after was exhilarating. But, those thoughts were overpowered as her scent descended upon me. She smelled like a combination of sweat, pussy, urine and body odor “start licking” she commanded.
I did as I was told, sliding my tongue through the thick folds of her pussy. There was nothing pleasant about the taste or smell, but the worst part was how there seemed to be this film that now coated the inside of my mouth. I pulled back a little when she said “did I say you could stop?” I cried out from the sudden pain sharply shooting from my balls “start licking or I’ll squeeze harder” she coldly stated. I quickly returned my attention to licking her, wishing I was still in my private world with Sara.
Trying to get past this, I was doing everything I could think of to make her cum…she sat back a bit, pushing down onto my tongue and pressing her ass against my nose. From the angle she was sitting and her size, I was struggling to breathe when she farted right on my face, filling my nostrils with even more of her foul stench. I heard Carrie laugh out hysterically and tell Maria to get up.
After I stopped coughing Carrie sat down on my chest, facing me. “Having fun?” she asked sarcastically. Robe open, her pussy only inches from my face, I felt the hot spray of her urine pour out as she began peeing on my face. My eyes stinging from the flood…it seemed like she could go forever. Then, as fast as it started, it stopped. “Is that better?” she asked sarcastically. She returned to her seat and with a smile, motioned to Maria, who resumed her position.
Feeling completely defeated at this point, I didn’t even care about the taste or smell anymore. Maria again squeezed on my balls until I screamed, then pressed herself down hard on my face. It only took seconds for me to realize that I couldn’t breathe at all now and panic quickly set in. I kicked and thrashed side to side with no help, my lungs were burning as I pushed against her as hard as I could…she would not budge. My lungs felt like they would explode, seeing stars, darkness began to set in my eyes, and then….nothing.
A massive headache was pounding with eyesight blurry, as I slowly regained consciousness. The dried urine amplified the disgusting smells that now coated my face. I had been left where I was on the living room floor. The more I woke up, the more nauseated the smell made me. I had just stood up to check the house when the doorbell rang. Carrie walked “good, you’re up” handed me some cash, she said “get the door”.
Shaking, I partially opened the door to see the pizza guy standing there. Still standing mostly behind the door, I passed him the cash when Carrie grabbed the door, opening it all the way. “Girls, pizza’s here” she shouted. Then, looking at me she said “take these to the kitchen”. The guy just smiled at me as I took the pizzas. I could hear them whispering as I left.
Sara came in first, flashing me a big bright smile that actually made me feel a little better. She reached into the back pocket of her tight jeans, pulling out a piece of paper and showed it to me. She raised the cookie jar, placed the paper underneath, and sat it back down. That feeling was quickly killed…I shuddered as Maria joined us saying “you owe me an orgasm” which almost caused me to throw up.
I was made to serve them like a waiter in the restaurant from hell…only allowed one slice of pizza that had fallen on the floor. After dinner, Carrie told me that she was taking Sara home and I was to do whatever Maria wanted. An evil grin flashed across Maria’s face as the two left.
“Let’s go slave…into the living room!” she snapped. My mind raced to find a way out…realizing there was none, I followed her. She immediately began removing all her clothes. When she was done, she sat on the couch, extended her legs and told me to rub her feet. Within minutes, she told me to start licking her toes before directing my tongue back into her smelly pussy.
After some time, she grabbed my hair, pulling my head up “fuck me” she said in a low, almost raspy voice. As I climbed onto the couch, she pulled her knees up and away, spreading her large moist entrance for me. My dick slid easily all the way in...I couldn’t believe how hot it was, like a wet oven. An aching pain erupted from my balls with each thrust, wanting it to be over; I pounded thrust after thrust hard into her. “Suck my tit” she breathed. Quickly, I wrapped my lips around her right nipple, twirling my tongue around it. “Harder” she cried as I sucked on her even more. My right hand found her large left breast and began to squeeze. “Harrrder” she called out again...increasing the speed and pressure I applied to her body. I could make out the faint taste of blood, knowing I must be giving her nipple a giant hicky. “HARDER!!!” she yelled. With that, I sucked her nipple as hard as possible into my mouth while squeezing her left nipple as hard as I could with my hand. In an instant, her legs wrapped around me in a vice grip, her head shot back with screams echoing in the room. Releasing her breasts as her orgasm died off, I quietly pulled away from her and sat on the couch to await my next task.
Out of breath, she panted... “I needed that” and “that was great”. Looking over, I saw the bright purple and blue mark on her chest. She sat up saying “kiss me” as she moved toward me. Just as our lips met, hers parted…opening the pizza flavored tongue to me. I was eager to exchange her foul taste….even if it had to be from kissing her.
Breaking the kiss, she got up and dressed, kissed me on the cheek and walked out the door with a smile and a wave.
I found some clothes in the laundry room, and quickly straightened up the kitchen when Carrie came home. “Did you have a good night?” She asked. “Not really” I replied. “Well, I feel better at least. Maybe you’ll think twice next time – probably not” She said. “You don’t have to worry, I won’t go to the police…I’m done with you now.” She said, and then slammed the door to her room.
Feeling totally disgusted, I took the longest, hottest shower I could. I spent extra time brushing and rinsing the taste out of my mouth before climbing into bed and quickly drifting off to sleep.
It was daylight when I awoke to find a single black rose resting on top of a VHS cassette lying on the pillow next to me.
“What now” I thought…
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