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sample best rape "bestrape" story: I enjoyed
hugging my Mom and Dad, and I enjoyed it when my Mom or Dad
kissed me. But I wanted to hug Reverend Dale and I wanted to
kiss him and I wanted to do that forever.
One Saturday, when I was about ready to dress and leave, I
knew he was standing behind me. I didn't say anything. I didn't
turn around. Then, I felt his strong hands on my shoulders, and
it was he who turned me around.
Just that quick, I locked my arms around him and buried my
face just above his belly. His hands were holding my head tight
and stroking my hair, when I felt his hard erection against my
tummy. I couldn't help it, I started crying, and I didn't know
why.
He picked me up.
I locked my arms around his neck and he kissed me deeper
than I'd ever been kissed before and I locked my legs around his
waist to keep from sliding further and I felt his whole entire
body turn rock-hard and his chest was suddenly three times bigger
and with violent shudders the whole room shook because, like a
wild wounded bull, he snorted masterfully, and I felt rapid
sudden warm, liquid spurtings striking my butt-cheeks, and
dripping down my bare back while his whole body grew softer and
less tall and, as the room was turning slowly, I could feel him
breath again and the loud strong steady pounding of his heart,
sending shock-wave after shock-wave deep into my chest.
I had become part of him in the most wonderful way.
Then, I saw the dining room pass by, then the living room,
and then I knew that we were on the stairs and going higher. He
was so strong and I felt so very safe and small.
The bed didn't make a sound as he laid me gently down on it.
But I refused to let go of his neck and he didn't say a thing as
he let me feel his body lay down beside me, all warm.
He was so tender with his strong, silent fingers quietly
being slow between my thighs that couldn't open far enough with
wanting his kneading there, where the whole world now existed for
only me and the warm timid air from his delicious mouth on the
new, young, yearning of me right there in that small, narrow,
wet, slit, knowing his lips would hasten the small waves from
inside and rolling like the tide found by his tongue licking
lower and deeper still to lift that fountain of desire higher
past all things gone past and past all darkness to that bight
light that burns ever so slowly in us all until the flame is
kindled with more thrashing for deeper breathing that comes
faster with more loudness whose release with moaning is heard by
no one and by all that know this rushing river as it crashes over
the highest and most heavenly peak above the clouds in private
with only his mouth and only his hands lifting my hard behind
into himself all the way until the clouds burst wide open and the
thunder bursts out all the way from deep inside to rolling tide
now slower with his gentle rocking to a music heard by only us
there at the center of everything growing smaller and more slowly
just past the point where everything finally rests and is at
peace, and is, forever quiet and gone.
I was looking at the ceiling and looking through the
ceiling, past the roof at the big, snow-soft clouds turning in
the sky-blue everything away slowly as the roof closed and saw
the ceiling once again because he was lifting his face up from
between my legs as I lowered my knees to see the beauty of it all
over him and his mouth that now wasn't saying anything but a
smile so full of love, tender with the soft wetness of my release
through him.
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