I can’t seem to post links to other stories here, but please check out part 1 either at this subreddit or at r/rapestories
Anyways, thanks to everyone for your comments and support. I hope all you kinky people like part 2 as much as I do!
I open my mouth to scream but nothing comes out. Jake stares at me and smiles, slowly stroking his thick cock. I realize quickly how little clothing I have on, only a sheer night dress that has ridden up high on my thigh. I stand up and try to cover my body with a blanket from the couch, but Jake has already crossed the room in three big steps. His hands gripping my wrists. Not too tight, but strong enough that I can’t cover myself. “Good morning” he whispers in my ear, “how are you feeling?” I blink up at him and try to figure out what to say. “Uh, I’m ok, I don’t really remember much from the party last night… what happened?” Jake smiles, “how about I show you?” He says as he pulls me towards the bedroom.
At first I follow willingly, numb, and not processing what he means. Once I hear the bedroom door click shut behind me though I suddenly jolt back to my senses. “Wait no, stop, what are you doing? I have a boyfriend!?” I say, stumbling over my words as I try to push his body away. “Oh don’t worry, your boyfriend said I got until noon with you, and by my count I still have a couple hours left.” I was struck silent by his words. My boyfriend said this was ok? Do I want this to be ok? What is going on?
With my mind racing I don’t notice him slipping my nightgown down my body, letting it fall to the floor. I do feel his lips gently kissing my brusied breasts and neck. I try to pull away again but his strong hands grip tight around my arms. “Come on, you know you like this.” He whispers in my ear as he reaches his hand down to my pussy. He is right. I’m already getting wet, and he can feel it. A small moan escapes my lips has he gently rubs my clit. He smiles at me, “see? Your boyfriend knows whats best for you, let’s have some fun.” I let myself smile back, I trust my boyfriend, if he says this is ok then I should listen.
We stumble to the bed, pulling his shirt and boxers off. Jake starts kissing my tits and rubbing my clit with his thick dick. I squirm and moan, “please, enough teasing, please fuck me.” Jake responds by shoving his whole cock into my dripping pussy. I scream, but he quickly covers my mouth with his hand. He starts sliding into me slowly and then faster and slowly again when he feels I’m close to orgasm. “Please” I beg, “let me cum.” Out of nowhere he slaps me across my face and wraps his hand around my neck. “No” he growls, slamming into me harder, “you cum when I do, whore.” I whimper and try to pull his hand off my neck. He squeezes tighter and my vision starts to swim. Suddenly he releases and pulls out of me in one quick motion. I suck in air and cough, wiping the tears that leaked out of my eyes. “No time for that cunt” he says as he grabs my hips and flips me over doggy style. I try to squirm away but his fingers dig into my hips. I cry out, “please stop, you’re hurting me, my boyfriend isn’t going to be happy.”
He responds by shoving his cock into my even wetter pussy. “Look how wet you are whore, we both know you like it.” I start to cry. He’s right. My whole body aches, my throat hurts, and his fingers digging into my hips are definitely going to leave more bruises. But I love it, my pussy is throbbing, I’m so close to cumming. With four more quick and hard pumps I feel Jake getting ready to cum. He pulls out and releases his hot cum all over my ass. I orgasm too, moaning into the pillow. He pushes me aside, “go shower, you smell like the used whore that you are.” I nod and try to stand, using the wall and nightstand to help. I feel his cum drip down my ass, and smile. I’ve never felt more like a whore, and I hate that I love it.
As I get out of the shower I hear my boyfriend call out, “babe I’m back, are you in there?” I open the door, “yes, I’m in hear.” After I get dressed I go out to the kitchen, he’s making grilled cheese and tomato soup, my favorite. “Mmmm, smells yummy, thanks baby” I say, kissing him on the cheek.
“Where did Jake go?” I ask, after we finish lunch. “What?” My boyfriend looks at me confused, “he left after helping you clean up the party last night, he texted me that you were pretty out of it.” I stare at him, mind racing. “Jake is the tall, buff, guy with black hair and brown eyes right?” I say, mind still racing. “What, no, Jake is a blonde skinny guy, I don’t know who you are talking about.”
I quickly excuse myself and run to the bathroom. Ok, if the man who just fucked me wasn’t Jake, then who is he? And if thats true, he didn’t get my boyfriends permission. I was raped by a stranger and washed away all the evidence before I even knew that was what happened. I crumpled to the floor, silent tears streaming down my face. “What am I going to do?”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/grlg8h/unknowingly_used_pt_2_mf_str8_nc
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