My Semi-Rape of Sue Williams

I guess I was fairly normal as teenage boys go. I sported a hard-on from age 13 until I finally managed to sink my cock into the soft, warm folds of a pussy, a period of approximately five years. And the young object of my most fervent desires was a blonde beauty (and classmate) named Sue Williams. My single most important goal in life was to turn that lovely example of young womanhood into my personal sperm bank.

Sue was so beautiful that it is actually hard to describe her. She stood about five-seven, weighed around 115, with a perfect figure starting with what had to be beautiful, cone-shaped 34 B boobs. But her most attractive feature was definitely her face. Naturally blonde hair falling to shoulder length, and crystal-clear blue eyes that melted the heart of any guy lucky enough to have her look at him. Yeah, she was just about perfect in every way.

I was in love with Sue from the very first instant I laid eyes on her in the sixth grade, but I lost my virginity to a fair-looking girl named Rebecca Summers. She was a year older than me, and had a car. For some reason she fixated on me. And when she asked me out, I figured what the heck, and said yes. On our first date we ended up at "The Clearing", a local parking spot. And that night she taught me more about sex and how to please a woman than I could relate in a rather thick volume. We were together for seven months, and I don't believe there was a single day we didn't fuck, suck, or at least feel the shit out of each other.

Anyway, back to my tale. Sue had always been my secret love. Even when I was in the process of porking Becky, I was really thinking about Sue. There was just one minor problem with the relationship between Sue and I. She not only disliked me, she detested me. She lived about a mile further down the same country road that I lived on, and she wouldn't even talk to me if we were alone together on the school bus. Even when Mr. Becker, our biology teacher, assigned us to do a rather involved science project together, she didn't talk any more than to let me know she disliked/detested me totally, and she would do the project alone, but see that I got my share of the credit. (Got an A+ on that freebie.) Hey, what's a man to do?

Well, I was a month out of my relationship with Becky when it happened. By then I was the proud owner of a (very) used Ford Falcon station wagon, and I was very, very horny. Since I liked to do a lot of camping, and I liked to have a comfortable 'bed' handy just in case I got lucky with some chick, I always keep the rear seat of that old but dependable car folded flat. I took the additional step of adding a thick, foam pad that covered the entire rear area. After all, I like my comfort with either activity.

The bell letting out last period at school rang, and I headed for the parking lot. It was March, and it was raining to beat the band. I ran to the car, jumped in, and fired up the engine. Then, while I was sitting there with the wipers whipping back and forth and the heater/defroster attempting to come to life, I noticed Sue and her boyfriend, puss-face, (his name was really Brad Hurley, but his acne was so bad most of us guys just called him puss-face) standing nearby. They were apparently having a rather heated argument. Finally I saw Sue jump up and down, and I heard her scream the word "NO". Her boyfriend then got into his car and drove off., leaving her standing there in the pouring rain.

I pulled out of my parking space, stopped beside her, rolled down my window, and asked if she needed a ride. She glanced at me with that dislike/detest look, then smiled what was obviously a fake smile, and ran around to get in the passenger side. She was absolutely soaking wet, and her clothes were clinging to her angelic, absolutely perfect body.

I drove out of the school parking lot to the main road and turned in the direction of our houses. I had covered around half the distance, and she hadn't even made so much as a grunt. So I asked her why she disliked/detested me so much. She didn't reply, even when I said 'Well' rather loudly. She just stared straight ahead and sat there like a bump on a car seat. And I was eleven degrees beyond steamed at her arrogance, snootiness, and generally unmannerly attitude.

I guess that was when I snapped. Her silence in response to my simple question somehow caused all of my pent-up frustrations over this girl to boil over. I saw a familiar country lane-way, that led back to one of my favorite fishing ponds, looming up on the right. I jammed on the brakes and turned the wheel, causing the station wagon to swerve sharply and skid to the right. Sue screamed loudly in utter terror. It was almost up on two wheels when I somehow managed to regain control and make the turn off of that wet highway and onto the gravel and sand of the farm track. She was still screaming.

Then I hit the gas and went speeding down the bumpy farm lane to finally skid to a stop near the shore of the pond. "What the hell are you doing, you stupid fool!," she screamed at me as she reached for the door's handle. But that was as far as she got before I grabbed a big wad of her wet (but still angelic) hair and pulled her, rather roughly I'm afraid, backwards towards me.

"I want some answers, bitch. What did I ever do to you to make you hate me so badly?" I still had a handful of her hair, and gave it a slight tug just to let her know I was demanding an answer.

"Nothing. Really! For some reason I just don't like you. I don't know why, Lenny. I can't explain it because I don't understand it." She was crying pretty hard by now, but managed to turn her head enough to at least look at me.

"Well, don't that beat all. You hate me, but you don't know why." I was really pissed now, but I instantly knew what I was going to do. While switching hands and still maintaining a strong grip on her beautiful angelic hair, I turned around in my seat and came to my knees, and then somehow managed to slip over the seat back and onto the foam pad in the rear. And then, with absolutely no ceremony, I pulled her by her hair over the seat to join me in the rear. She screamed again as I did this, but I didn't care all that much right about then.

I let go of her hair, grabbed her around the waist, and roughly positioned her until we were both laying down side by side with my chest slightly over hers and my head directly above hers. And then, as she was trying to hit me with both of her fists, I kissed her. She tried to bite me, and she was still trying to scream, but I just avoided her teeth and kept my lips pressed against hers as best I could.

But after a minute or two, it was obvious I wasn't getting anywhere. I raised my head up a few inches and slapped her. Boy, did that get her attention.. "Until you kiss me like you really mean it you are going to stay right here. If you keep fighting me, I will continue to hit you. Understand, bitch?"

"You bastard," she screamed. "You're going to jail for this. My daddy in going to kill you for treating me like this. You're kidnaping me, you son-of-a-bitch!"

I slapped her again. Then I tried to kiss her again. This time she didn't resist. But she didn't respond, either. That was alright. I just kept on kissing her, running my tongue across her lips and using my lips to 'bite' hers. After around ten minutes of kissing her with no response of any kind, I got pissed again. In a flash my hand went down to her thigh where her skirt had ridden up a little. I slipped under the hem and then slid it up her thigh and grabbed her pussy through her panties. That got her attention again, and she screamed. I kept massaging her pussy and forcing my hand deeper in-between her tightly clenched legs.

"Wait!," she almost screamed. "If you stop that, I'll kiss you. I'll really kiss you."

"I don't trust you anymore Sue," I told her. "I'll keep my hand there until you do kiss me with some passion." And I lowered my head to what was the most passionate kiss I had ever received up to that point in my life. Her tongue invaded my mouth and started to dance with mine. When mine went into hers she sucked it like there was no tomorrow. I reluctantly withdrew my hand from her pussy, dragging it and the hem of her skirt up across her belly and left tit to gently cup her cheek and the side of her head.

We kissed like that for at least half an hour, real passion flowing from one mouth to the other and back again. She wasn't faking anything now, and I was absolutely thrilled. Her hands were busy rubbing the sides of my face, through my hair, or across my back and shoulders. My cock had apparently turned into a steel rod, and I was rubbing it gently against her right hip. Then, almost without thinking, my hand gently slid down to cup her left tit. I began squeezing and kneading it gently through her bra and shirt. Her nipple was already hard, and I was soon gently pinching and twisting it, too. A moan, I was sure it was genuine, escaped from her lips into mine.

I felt both of her tits for quite a while, moving my hand from one to the other in random bliss. Her moans and other tender sounds came more often. I began to unbutton her blouse. To my surprise, she didn't attempt to stop me. It was soon open and pulled from inside the waistband of her skirt. I flipped both sides open and touched her breast again through her bra.

Then I gently pushed her bra up above her tits and touched them, skin to skin, for the first time. They were absolutely perfect, just as I knew they would be. I slid my hand down to her waist and, with lips still tightly locked to each other, gently pulled her over and on top of me. She used her hands to hold herself slightly above me so I could continue to minister to her lovely breasts with both my hands. My cock, I suddenly realized, was pushed firmly into the 'V' of her slightly spread legs. And I could feel her pushing and grinding her hips downward against it very firmly.

"Why don't you slip your blouse and bra off," I suggested? Without hesitation she sat up, her legs straddling me, and did so. Then she almost violently flopped back onto my chest, and her mouth attacked mine with a lover's passion. I couldn't believe it. I had my dream girl tightly wrapped in my arms, half naked, with my steel hard cock grinding into her crotch, and she was loving it. Now, how far could I go with her?

I let my arms encircle her, and my fingers traced her spine from her shoulder blades down to her waist. I felt her whole body shiver. When I got there I found her skirt's zipper. I pulled it down all the way, and then attacked whatever was keeping the damn waistband tight. It was a big button, and I soon defeated it. Then, while still maintaining a solid lip-lock, I began pushing the skirt down over her hips. That's when I felt her lift herself off of my crotch, helping me to remove her skirt by giving me working room! Damn!!!

Once her skirt had joined her blouse and bra somewhere in the back of my car, she did exactly what I didn't expect. She began unbuttoning my shirt. At the same time she moved her kisses from my lips to my neck, and I felt her sucking like she was trying to give me a hickey. I hoped she was successful. What a trophy that would be!!!

I gently rolled her to the side and proceeded to remove all of my clothes. Then I reached over and slipped her panties down to her feet and then off, flicking them away as I again took possession of her and rolled her back on top of me.

We were both naked now, and my cock was rubbing through her silky blonde pubic hair to her lower belly. I began hunching my hips as we kissed. She apparently wasn't satisfied with that. She reached down, grabbed my cock, and repositioned it so it was sticking straight up, trapped tightly between her thighs, and rubbing hard against her pussy's crease. Then, as I again hunched my hips up and down, she joined me with similar movements of her hips. I knew then that she had to be an angel, because I was definitely in heaven. The feeling was like nothing I had ever felt, Rebecca's nice, tight, juicy pussy notwithstanding.

I moved my hands towards her boobs, and she again held herself above me on stiffened arms to give me working room. I took a cone-shaped tit in each hand and began really squeezing, kneading and gently pinching both of them. I felt rather than heard her moans from all this activity, and knew for a certainty that, in just a few minutes, I would have my cock buried deeply inside this American princess. And once that happened, I would do my level best to insure she never wanted any other guy's cock buried there. I would use all of my recently acquired knowledge to get this girl addicted to my love muscle and, hopefully, to me in general.

I moved Sue over and onto her back and, moving my hand down, rubbed her inner thighs as she began to pull at her smallish yet very erect, perfect nipples. Then I slid down her body and moved between her now widely splayed legs until my head was just an inch from her sweet womanhood. I pressed my face forward into her sweet crease and flicked my tongue wildly. Moving slightly I found her clitoris, and concentrated my efforts right there for the next few minutes.

My sucking, licking and general gentle oral agitation of that sensitive little bud brought her to a peak of passion, and I knew she was on the brink of a massive orgasm. That's when I decided to experiment on her, testing a theory I had been thinking about since I entered puberty and first read detailed accounts about oral sex. I play the b-Flat tuba in the school band, and I tried a standard vibrating-lips blow, a technique every horn player understands, on her clit.

The results were indescribable. About two seconds into my move, my rapidly fluttering lips caused her body to literally levitate for an instant a full six inches above the foam pad. She instantly entered that wonderful world of endless, non-stop multiple orgasms. With a few pauses to regain my own breath, I managed to keep her in orgasm-ville for over two straight minutes, complete with uncontrollable kicking, writhing, bucking and screaming! And her beautiful, perfect pussy nearly flooded me with her deliciously tasty juices.

I ended my oral ministrations and moved back up her body to again lay beside her and capture her lips with mine. As our kiss ended she again surprised the hell out of me by suddenly begging me to fuck her. I quickly informed her that I had absolutely no intention of ever fucking her. She was confused and actually got a hurt look on her face, but quickly replaced it with the sweetest smile I've ever been blessed with when I explained what I really meant. "As long as you and I are together, Sweetheart," I said, "I promise that I will never just 'fuck' you. I will only make love to you."

She did understand, and without any hesitation, either. "Please, Lenny, pleasssseeeee make love to me now. I want you so badly. I want you to be my first man. My only man. I want to feel your manhood buried deep inside me. I want to feel you filling me up inside. Please, oh please, make love to me now."

Hey, what's a man to do? I moved both of my legs between her still widely splayed legs. I moved slightly until the head of my cock was rubbing against her pussy, then reached down for it. I rubbed it up and down her slit fast and hard. I knew she was ready from the low growls now escaping from her angelic mouth. I gently lifted both of her legs up onto my shoulders. Then I gently took her hand and moved it down to my cock. She grasped it with obvious pleasure. I showed her what to do, and had her rub the head of my steel-like dick up and down inside her juicy cunt lips, from over her clit to the tight, puckered opening of her anus. This made her moan loudly in delight. While she was thus engaged I bent down and kissed and sucked both of her tits. Then my lips found hers, and we kissed as deeply and passionately as any couple possibly could.

Soon there was no turning back. We had both reached that wonderful point of no return. She brought the head of my cock to her entrance, and I slowly pushed my throbbing cock inside her. I quickly felt the obstruction that was her cherry and didn't even hesitate, pushing firmly into her tight pussy and right through her hymen without pausing. When I finished my first stroke my balls were resting against the crack between her perfect ass cheeks.

She sounded like she might hyper-ventilate, experiencing both the pain of her first invasion by a man and the feeling of being completely filled with a guy's thick cock for the first time in her life. I held myself still, allowing her to get over the pain and enjoy the feeling of fullness. In just a few moments I felt her begin lightly thrusting her hips against mine, her signal that she was ready for more. I pulled my cock out about half way, then sunk it back in as far as I could go. After several repeats of this short stroke I withdrew my cock almost all the way out until just the head remained inside her, and shoved it back in. This was, I knew from experience, my very best stroke, and I also knew it would soon have her cumming hard.

I began stroking her rapidly, and soon I was totally out of control. I began to fuck her harder, making her beautiful little tits jump and wiggle with each thrust. Just as I knew it would my intense stroking was soon bringing a series of moans from her lips. And just as soon she was wrapped in the throes of her most intensive orgasm yet. It hit her suddenly and without any buildup that I could discern. She began bucking her hips wildly, and her cunt convulsed tightly around my cock as if it was trying to milk the sperm from my swollen balls. I slowed a little until she recovered, then speeded up my deep strokes that were driving her more than a little bit crazy.

All too soon the soft virginal tightness of Sue's cunt brought my young, sensitive cock to the brink of an orgasm. I pushed it deep inside her, bucked my hips rapidly in short, hard jabs, and began to pump the deepest recesses of her pussy full with shot after shot of my thick creamy sperm. I knew she could feel the repeated surges of my cum as my orgasm seemed to go on forever because it set her off in another incredibly intense orgasm. She was crying my name out almost incoherently, and thrusting her hips up to meet my pounding strokes. The feel of my cock shooting it's load seemed to intensify her orgasm if that were possible. I felt an intense tightening of her pussy's muscles and then a stiffening of her entire body under mine. She was holding me as tightly as any woman can hold her man, and I felt emotions I didn't know I had inside me.

Soon the intensity of our mutual passions had ebbed, and we just laid there with me still deeply planted inside her love tunnel. That's when I laid the law down to her. "You are mine now, Sue. You belong to me just as I now belong to you. I believe this is our destiny, and I think you will agree. So as soon as I drop you off at your home you will call puss-face (her now ex- boyfriend) and tell him to go to hell, understand? I don't know how long we will feel this way about each other, but I sincerely hope it is for the rest of our lives. I know that is the only way I will have happiness in this life, and I hope you feel the same way about me now.

She didn't answer. She was lying there under me, the sweetest smile I have ever seen on her face. Then I heard her moan an affirmative uh-huh as she ever-so slightly nodded her head up and down. Then she sighed and hugged me tightly once again, and whispered in my ear. "Can we do that again?" Hey, what's a man to do?

EPILOG: Sue and I have two kids and a great life together. It's been fifteen years since I first semi-raped my way into her life, and it has been non-stop sexual bliss every since. Not so much as a single argument, and darn few disagreements. And the strangest thing happened shortly after our first child was born. I underwent what doctors called a penile growth spurt. My seven inch penis suddenly, in a matter of just a few weeks, grew to a full nine-and-a-half inches in length, and increased noticeably in girth, too. The doctors said it was quite normal, and occurred in many mature men, although usually not to the extent it did with me. Sue was quite excited about this new 'situation', especially since the birth of our child had stretched her more than a little. And as for me? Well,... Hey, what's a man to do.......?