This is another one of those sexy fantasies that I would never want to come true
I like to jog a little in the early morning before going to
work on my computer. I usually wear lite jogging shorts, a
short T top and a sports bra to keep my tits from bouncing
too much and hurting.
This particular Southern California morning was exceptionally
quiet and sunny. The neighborhood where I run is very affluent
with sprawling ranchettes with secluded lanes and little traffic.
As I'm running along, I noticed a plain white van coming toward
me on the opposite side of the road. Since I am always aware of
traffic and potential danger, I glance at the driver and make
note that it is a long haired guy with a blond girl in the pas-
senger seat. They gave me the willies for some reason. I had
the feeling they might have been up all night and on drugs....
maybe looking for a house to rob.
Minutes later I start to run up a secluded lane that has bushes
and trees lining the street on both sides. I am barely aware of
a vehicle coming up on me. Before I have any time to react, the
side door slides open and I am plucked from the street like a hawk
swoops down on a field mouse! I am vaguely aware that there are
a multitude of strong hands securing my arms and legs and that
all too quickly I am bound and blindfolded with duct tape.
The van is accelerating quickly!
Suddenly I feel a pinprick in my butt and everything takes on
a calm like I have not known. The paradox of being pumped up
from running, out of breath, then suddenly feeling a drug
mellow me out is more than I can bear. I find that all and
any fight I may have had is flowing out of me.
Through the blindfold I hear jeers and cheers of 3 or 4 males
and one female voice: "Check her out!...she's got great tits
and look at that butt!"
I am honestly frightened for my life but at the same time,
calmed to the point of almost passing out. The drug, I later
found out, was liquid valium. They gave me enough to render
me helpless but not knock me out.
I hear the female voice say: "Strip her, let's see what she's
got!" another male voice: "Let's party with her"!
Now I don't know what to do or think...I don't know if they
will kill me when they are done or if they will let me go since
I haven't eyewitnessed them. My attempts at screaming or fighting
in any way are totally restrained by tape over my eyes and
mouth and my legs and arms are completely pinned tight by a
multitude of hands.
At the same time, I feel a warmth and calm over my entire body,
heat, sweat, and still heavy breathing (from running).
The van comes to a halt minutes later but seems like an
eternity as I continue to squirm and fight my captors.
"Cut her top off, I want to see those tits!" another, new
younger male voice says. (Do they have a knife? Will I feel a
sharp stab next?!!!) Any cloth covering my torso springs free
and I feel the air hit my swollen and sweaty breasts. To my
dismay, my nipples betray me by being hard as pencil erasers.
"Whoa....beautiful!" "She's a knockout!" "You know how to pick
'em Ray."
"SHUDDUP you asshole!...I don't think she can ID us! NO NAMES!"
"Her titties are bigger than mine" the lone husky female voice
says. "C'mon, I want her first"! says yet another new male voice.
"NO! says the one who I assumed to be Ray and may be the
driver of the mysterious van. "She needs a woman's gentleness
to be made ready!"
"Why thank you darlin,"says the female voice made scratchy from
apparently too much smoking.
My body is at a loss what to do....I cannot fight it and some-
thing inside me is bathing me in a warm, sexual glow that I
cannot hide. Hands seem to be everywhere feeling me, rubbing
me. Some more insistent than others and some just downright
sensual and arousing heat deep in my loins.
I hadn't had sex since my [verbally] abusive boyfriend and I
broke up about 2 - 3 months ago. This was something I didn't
expect nor know how to handle! The combination of fear and over-
whelming sensuality was unbearable!!
"Get your hands off her!" snarled the voice of Ray. Somehow
I knew what was coming next but still did not know how to react.
I knew there was no place to run even if I could break free.
I was not in control!
My running shorts fell off me like the material melted. "Look,
her crotch is soaked" I heard the young male voice crack ap-
parently in the midst of changing into a man's baritone say.
Next I felt hot breath near my crotch and a head of a volume
of hair caressing my thighs. (I've got to break free!)
It was no use, my wrists and ankles might as well have been
held in vises. I couldn't move and I felt my legs being
insistently spread apart. "Mmmmm, she smells great," I heard
her say in my fog.
Ever so gently I felt pressure on the outside of my panties...
I knew it was a wet tongue. Again, my body betrayed me...the
pleasure waves the tongue sent through me were more than I could
bear. I had an instant orgasm and shuddered in disbelief that
this all could be happening to me. Was it the drug?
"She's cumming!" I heard a male voice shout. "You really
know your drugs Ray...she's actually digging this!"
"I'm the one she's digging!" I felt more than heard the
female voice yell into my pussy. "Give me that knife!"
I felt the blade for the first time as she trailed it along
my thigh. I suddenly dared not move or fight it! I didn't
know what she was going to do! My panties fell off me just
like the rest of my clothes and there, for all eyes to see
was my freshly bikini-trimmed, sopping wet feminity.
"I've got a bone that hurts from seeing that!"
"Yeah...my turn!"
"You bastards touch her and I'll kill you!" I heard the
female snarl. "This bitch is mine!"
I often wondered what another woman felt like...I never
thought I would find out this way. In my drug induced dream-
like state I knew I was to soon find out. I only hoped she
wouldn't be a bull dyke or hurt me. I truly hoped she would
find me to her liking and maybe save me from the others
[sister-like].
All thoughts and fears vanished as I felt the hottest,
softest, wettest tongue of my life and my pussy parting by
itself. She was so soft and gentle that I had never felt
anything like it! Again, my previously sexually inactive
pussy shuddered out another orgasm that I recognized as
clitoral in origin.
"This bitch is HOT...she's cummin' again!"
"Yeah and so am I if I don't get some too"!
I could hear the sounds of rustling clothes and felt another
hot mouth on my right breast. I knew my nipples were hard
as rocks....the hot mouth continued on my pussy causing me
to thrust up to meet it.
Damn this was good! (And so was she!) I never thought I
could like oral sex from another woman but she was driving
me mad! "Take that tape off her mouth...she's ours now!"
The tape was quickly torn off my mouth. "Look at those
luscious lips!....I want her to suck my cock now!"
"NO WAIT"! ...she ain't ready yet."
"Oh yes she is...look 'et her buckin' her hips...she needs
my cock!"
I felt a hot hard dick across my face and aiming for my
mouth but my female tormentor rescued me.
"NO YOU DON'T!!" Get that dick out of her face....she's
gonna do ME first!
Omigawd!...she was going to have me eat her! I didn't know
if I would suddenly throw up or what! Before I could react...
hands held my head from moving out of the way and I suddenly
smelled and felt her wet hot pussy on my nose and mouth. I
recognized the similarity between my smell and taste but this
was DIFFERENT. She had a pungent taste unlike mine but
somehow very stimulating. Contrary to what I thought might
happen...something was changing in ME and I don't think it
was just the drug.....
I was starting to LOVE the taste of EATING HER!
"Ohh..this bitch has done this before....she's good!"
"MMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm swooned my female rapist. She's
gonna make me cum!"
I felt her pumping on my face and using me like a fucking
sucking tool. All I could do was try to please her..it was
what I felt I HAD to do to save myself! Only I really was
LOVING IT! I COULDN'T GET ENOUGH OF HER!
The next hour or so was a blur of total sexual consumation
of me. I felt fingers enter my hot, wet pussy and more
fingers on my clitty button. Again my body, consumed by
the drug that had been injected in me, betrayed me. I
convulsed in one orgasm after another as the fingers were
replaced by cocks of all sizes and variations. My mouth
was used as a cum receptacle and I heard Ray fucking the
female who had been sitting on my face moments earlier.
She was screaming and breathing so hard I thought she
would pass out. "Me next!" I heard one male voice after
another as hard, squirting cocks covered my entire face
and body with sperm. This was a fuck FRENZY and I was the
victim! I was riding a wave of euphoria and they were all
riding me!
This went on for what seemed like hours.....fucking...
sucking...grunting and cumming.
"Hey, look at Jimmy"....My blindfold prevented me from
seeing what was so amusing.
"His little dick is so hard it's BLUE!" I heard another male
voice. "Yeah..we better let him have his turn."
I was like a totally spent dishrag....rung out and
exhausted but in my hand I felt the hardest, smallest dick
I had felt since I was a kid. He felt inexperienced and
insistent, yet gently gliding his dick in my hand to make
me grab and squeeze it. I then felt small clammy fingers
on me squeezing my full breast and barely able to cover it.
Next I felt my nipples being tweaked which sent jolts down
into my core. All the while I heard the voices of boasting
and sexual satisfaction that they had all fucked me to the
point of them being drained.
"I came 3 times!"
"Yeah, that bitch was the tightest!"
"Check 'em out....he thinks he's some kind of lover!" They
were now sitting around Jimmy and me and I could smell pot
as they cheered Jimmy on to what I believe was probably his
first fuck.
His little cock remained rock hard in my hand and although
this was all forced, I couldn't help but feel that Jimmy
should enjoy his first cum. I moved my mouth over to him
and sucked him all the way down (which was no feat consider-
ing his size). Instantly I felt him squirm and twitch as
his hot cum hit the back of my throat. I pulled away to
taste him. I don't know why I wanted to taste him...I had
just been cum in and out of every orifice I had...but his
was different. It was both bitter and sweet all at the same
time. I swallowed with total abandon and sucked him gently
dry. I heard him scream out in utter sexual abandon in his
crackling, changing voice...then a grunt that came from the
depths of his loins. His little balls convulsed out what
little cum he had left to give me...
"Go, Jimmy, Go"...were the chants and giggles of the occu-
pants of the van. Jimmy was going allright...and cumming
with all he had right in my mouth.
The strangest thing happened..he never went limp or soft
in my mouth but pulled out like I had bitten him. "Oh that's
too sensitive!" he hollered.
"Yeah but your little poker's still hard"! I heard one of
them yell out. "Go ahead and Fuck her Jim"!
I reached out with my arms and in a totally exhausted/drug
stupor wanted to possess his little hard dick inside me.
To my delight, he fell on me with complete abandon and put
his face between my heaving breasts. I could feel his little
cock trying to enter me and then.....whoosh..inside he went
with practically no effort. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH THAT'S SO
HOT IN THERE!"
He loudly whispered in my ear. And just like that..he found
his rhythym and started to fuck me like he knew exactly what
he was doing. Something about his nearly bare pubic bone hit
me just right and my sore pussy sprung to life and reacted to
this little fucker like I hadn't reacted to sex before.
With what little muscle control I had left there, I squeezed
his hot poker in a shuddering orgasm that came from the
depths of my soul. He screamed out, "She's grabbin' me with
it!....she's pulling my dick off me!"
From wherever he managed to get it, I felt more of the hot-
test stream of cum squirt in my pussy as I continued to
shudder out my biggest orgasm ever.
Jimmy literally screamed out in ecstacy and I thought he
was going to die from pleasure. I passed out at that moment
of final bliss and when I awoke, I was dressed in a simple
dirty frock and on the side of the road near where I normally
jogged.
I don't know how long I was out but I felt completely ex-
hausted from my "run" that morning and have "vantasized"
about that event many times over to tremendous self-induced
orgasms. Whenever I see a guy give me a knowing look, I
don't know if it was one of my rapists or not. I never got
a good look at any of them but when it's a younger guy, I
can't help but wonder if his name is Jimmy!