Invasion part 2 (fiction)

Chapter 2

Edie bit back her scream as her assailant fucked his cock into her, his hips slamming into hers, her lush breasts shaking on her chest. “Ohhh, fuck, yeah!” Fred groaned as his cock bottomed out in the attractive mother. “Nice tight pussy!”

He started slamming his cock into her, intent on only one thing, getting off as soon as possible. Her grabbed her breasts as he fucked her, pinching and twisting her thick nipples and playing with her heavy jugs, amusing himself, completely unconcerned with Edie’s feelings. She was merely an attractive vessel, a walking, talking fuck doll with great breasts, big nipples and a tight snatch for him to use. Edie did nothing to encourage him, doing her best to be a limp fuck.

Mike masturbated himself, his cock hardening in his hands as he watched Fred fuck the woman. He had lost the toss and would have to content himself with her mouth. He had one small problem, though.

He couldn’t reach it. He tapped Fred on the shoulder and said, “Hey, Mike? I can’t reach her mouth. Slide her over to the edge, will ya?”

Fred looked at him with amused contempt. “Wait your turn, peewee. You won the toss for her mouth, but nobody said nothin’ about doing her at the same time. And I wanna look at her face, not your little cock!”

Edie, despite her efforts to the contrary, snuck a fast peek at Mike’s equipment, and saw his cock.

Mike’s cock was maybe, maybe, six inches long, and it might be as thick as two of her fingers, and she had slim fingers. It couldn’t compare to the nice, thick eight-inch cock that was fucking her now.

Edie’s eyes widened and she almost gasped in horrified shame, fresh tears flooding her eyes. ‘Nice’ thick cock? How could she possibly think her rapist had a nice cock? What the hell was she thinking?

But the fact was, he did have a nice cock. It was at least an inch longer than her ex-husband’s, and quite a bit thicker, and it was corded with veins. It felt good going in and out of her, and his big rough hands felt good on her breasts, too.

She hadn’t been laid in five long years, and she was used to a good active sex life, as the variety of dildos and vibrators stashed in a shirt box under her dresser could attest to. Her body was enjoying the feeling of a real live cock plunging into her cunt, even if her brain wasn’t.

Fred was still looking at Mike. “Go watch Hoss or something’, he sneered, “I’ll be done here in about a half hour.”

“But…”

“Go!” Fred snapped and glared at Mike.

Mike’s shoulders slumped and he walked disconsolately to the kitchen door, his wilting cock still in his hand. Mike pushed on through the door, hoping she’d be still concious after Fred was done with her, he really hated fucking an unconscious woman.

*****

Mike looked towards the futon as he closed the door to the kitchen, and saw Hoss going down on the tied up teenaged girl.

‘Great.’ he thought, ‘just fuckin’ great. He’s tryin’ to get her into it. This could take hours.’

Neither Hoss nor Patty saw him, Hoss because his face was buried in Patty’s virgin pussy, and Patty, because she had her eyes closed, trying to think of anything but the busy tongue digging into her pussy, and the sparks of pleasure that were starting to tigle at her pussy.

Mike sighed, and then remembered the little girl upstairs. Hoss had said nobody could fuck her. He didn’t really want to fuck her anyway. He smiled.

She had a mouth, didn’t she?

*****

Sam was startled as Mike stepped into the room, and closed the door. He smiled at her, but she didn’t see it. She was staring at his thing. A cock, her boyfriend Bobby called it. Her mother had called it a penis, when she gave her the sex talk.

Either way, this man had his cock out. She frowned a little as she looked at it. ‘It isn’t any bigger than Bobby’s, ‘ she thought. ‘I thought they got bigger as a boy grew.’

Mike smiled at Sam as he saw her staring at his cock. He wondered what she thought of it. He sat of the edge of the bed, and smiled when Sam didn’t take her eyes off his dick.

“What’s your name, honey?” he asked her. She looked at him then, and gestured at her mouth. His face went red as he saw the tape. “Gees, I’m a dummy sometimes.” he mumbled to himself.

“Ok, I’ll take the tape off. No screaming!” he added in a stern voice. She nodded vigorously. “This’ll sting a little.” he said. He worked a corner of the tape loose, and slowly peeled it off her face.

“Better?” he asked.

“Yes, thank you. My name is Sam.” she answered.

“Are you thirsty, Sam?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll get you some water.” He rose and fetched a glass of water from the bathroom, and started to hand it to her, before he remembered her hands where taped too. “If I take this tape off, are you gonna be a good girl, and do what I tell you?” Mike asked.

“I’ll be good.” Sam promised.

“This might sting too, Sam. I’m sorry if it does.” She nodded and grimaced as the sticky tape pulled some of the fine hairs from her wrists. He freed her legs too. She wasn’t going anywhere. “There you go.” Mike said as her hands and legs were freed.

Sam reached for the water and greedily sucked some down. The popcorn had made her thirsty.

“Where’s my mom and Patty?” Sam asked, draining the glass and handing it to Mike.

“Oh, they’re busy with Hoss and Fred. They’re ok. Hey Sam?” Mike asked changing the subject. “Did you know you’re a very pretty girl?”

“Yeah.” Sam said dismissing the subject with a wave of her hand. “Why do you have you thing out?” she asked, looking at it again.

“I was, uh, thinking about you, and it umm, got this way.” Mike lied. “Do ya… wanna look at it?” He looked so shy when he asked her that, she almost laughed.

“I shouldn’t,” Sam said. “That’s bad.”

Mike leaned closer and whispered in her ear, “I won’t tell.”

She nodded solemnly and leaned close to the standing man just as he took a step closer. His cock was suddenly right under her nose, almost touching her lips. It was bigger than Bobby’s, she saw now. Thicker, anyway. The bumpy veins intrigued her. Bobby’s didn’t look like that.

“Go ahead,” Mike whispered. “Touch it!”

“I better not.” Sam said. “That’s bad.”

“Sam, I’d really like it if you touched it.”

“Nuh uh.” Sam said. “Mom said not till I’m older.”

“I said touch it!” Mike said, getting angry now.

Sam flinched at his tone of voice and looked at his face. He was angry. She made up her mind. Her soft little hand drifted out and wrapped around the man’s cock, and she started jerking it off, just like Bobby liked her to do.

Mike’s head tipped back and he moaned a little. God, but her hand felt good! He was sure her mouth would feel even better. He reached down and peeled Sam’s tee shirt off her. Sam squealed in surprise, and Mike frowned fiercely at her.

“You be quiet! You hear me?” Sam nodded, confused. She was doing what he wanted, but he seemed to be angrier. She quickly grabbed his cock and resumed jerking him off, even cuddling his hairy balls in her other hand.

Mike reached for her training bra, and popped the catch, and growled at her when she dropped his cock and balls, and grabbed for her loose bra.

“Who told you to stop? Keep going!”

Sam’s eyes teared up and she said softly, “But mom said…”

“I don’t care what she said! Get back to work before I tan your ass!”

Sam, crying openly now and frightened, reluctantly released her bra and her pert little breasts were exposed to Mike’s view. Her hand gripped his cock and she slowly jerked it off, tears running down her face.

Mike reached down past her arms and cupped the soft mounds of her breasts, his fingers tweaking the puffy nipples. It was the first time anyone but her had put their hands on her bare breasts. Bobby, afraid of getting caught, always played with them through her shirt and bra. So her tender little nipples were getting attention that only her fingers had given them before.

Mike watched as the little bitch’s nipples hardened in his hands. She had gone right to jacking him off, without him having to show her how. ‘This little cunt has handled a cock before.’ he thought.

“Sam.” Mike said. “I want you to suck it now, just like you would a Popsicle. Go ahead, do it now.” She gasped and her tears came harder. She couldn’t! He wasn’t her boyfriend or anything.

He slapped her lightly on the side of her head. “Now, Sam!”

Her body shook with sobs as his hands grabbed her head and he pushed his cock into her mouth. “Suck it!” he directed excitedly. “Swirl your tongue around the head, and watch out for your teeth! You bite me and you’ll wish you’d never been born!”

Sam was blinded by her tears as she started to fellate the older man, doing it just like she did for Bobby. He put his hands on her head and slowly began to fuck her mouth as she blew him. Her mouth was hot and wet, and her tongue circled the head of his cock constantly. Oh yeah, she’d sucked cock before, her mouth was very skilled at blowing his dick. He didn’t last long; the thrill of having a teen going down on him, combined with the forbidden aspect of it, had him blowing his wad in her sucking mouth in just a few minutes.

Sam felt his hands tighten their grip on her head, and suddenly her mouth was full of his juice. She scrubbed her tongue on her sensitive bundle of skin under the head, just as Bobby had taught her, bringing another rush of his seed, and swallowed all his semen, gagging a little as he thrust his cock all the way in her mouth.

He pulled her head off his cock and sat heavily on the bed. She curled up on the bed, her back to him and cried, knowing that she had been violated, and that sex with Bobby probably wouldn’t be as much fun, now.

The woman in her also knew that he wasn’t done with her.

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Hoss scrubbed his formidable cockhead through Patty’s tight cunt lips, oiling the head in her juices, then seated it firmly at her vaginal mouth, and started pushing.

Patty sobbed as she felt the massive intruder shoulder the tight lips of her pussy aside, and the huge head wedge itself in her. She was stretched tight, her labia pulled taut and bloodless around the plump head of his cock.

Hoss groaned, she was furnace hot inside, and he couldn’t wait until his cock was soaking in her. He rocked backwards and forwards, gaining a little ground with every thrust, and barely noticed as his cock shredded her hymen.

Fortunately for Patty, her hymen was not as tough as some, and its loss was relatively pain free. But the rest of her cunt hurt something awful. Hoss had a big cock. She would stretch to take it, but that took time and he was pushing it.

She bit her lip, struggling to open her legs wider and ease his entry, mindful of his awful threat to use this monster on her baby sister. Finally, after almost five torturous minutes, the crown of his turgidly erect cock touched her cervix.

She sobbed silently as he rested, knowing what was in store for her, and desperately trying to relax. He pushed up off of her body, his hairy chest coming off of her lush tits, and they both looked down the length of her body.

She gasped and moaned, trembling in fear.

A solid four inches of his massive shaft was still outside her badly overstuffed cunt.

*****

Edie gasped as his hand slapped her breast, wincing as the blow flattened her erect nipple. He slapped her other breast and suddenly his face was over hers. “What part of move your ass didn’t you understand?”

Edie cried as she raised her legs and planted her heels on the edge of the table, and began to fuck the man back, as he continued to ram his cock deep into her belly.

Fred vacuumed a thick nipple into his mouth, sucking it voraciously, until it hardened, and did the same to her other breast, while his hands teased the unoccupied nipple and kneaded her heavy breasts like dough. He was like a machine, his cock pumping in her tirelessly, as he mauled her tits. She had always had sensitive nipples, and as he sucked them and toyed with her breasts, her cunt began to lubricate.

She was devastated. She was being raped and she was getting off on it! It wasn’t that the sex was so fantastic, although he had been pumping her for at least ten minutes. It was the sheer degradation and helplessness of her situation. She was being completely dominated, and brutally ravaged by this man, a complete stranger who was treating her like a cheap whore, and it tapped some unknown well of submission deep in her mind. It was enormously humiliating, but it allowed her to become a complete slut, since she was essentially being forced into it.

She was fucking him back with a will now, her cunt gripping the thick eight inches of his rod stuffed up her, as she humped it at him, spiraling it up and down his cock as he relentlessly hammered it into her belly. Her hands were on his hips, helping him to screw her, even as a fresh flood of tears blinded her eyes, the shame she felt hitting home.

Her breasts swelled and her stomach muscles tightened as her first orgasm with a man’s cock in her belly in over five years took her, shaking her to her bones as she writhed on her rapist’s pumping cock. Her orgasm smashed through her voluptuous body as his lips claimed hers in a searing kiss that she returned as she came, increasing her humiliation and shame a hundred-fold.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fo60y0/invasion_part_2_fiction