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Dark Paladin

The Girls of Beverly Hills

Preparations

It all began, oddly enough, in a time that did not yet exist. Steven, in
the year 2275, had broken out of a maximum security prison using several
high tech inventions that won't be gone into, since this is not that kind
of a story. I will say that when he escaped, he knew that the transponder
they had planted deep in his skull would lead them right to him if he
didn't find either a way to get it out, or some place to hide where they
would never find him.

Luckily for him, he was an electronics and physics genius, a talent that
had gotten him out of many a scrape. While in prison, he had begun
computations in his mind for a new machine that would allow him to travel
through time by creating a wormhole that would open up where the earth was
at the right when. He quickly collected his necessary parts, built his
machine and set it to auto destroy after he had leaped through time. He
quickly selected a time that he knew he would be untraceable in, yet where
he could use his talents to the best of his abilities without being burned
at the stake.

The decision didn't take long. He fired up the machine, entered the
wormhole, and arrived-Time: Early 1995. Place: Beverly Hills. 90210.

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Donna just couldn't wait. She hadn't seen her good friend Brenda Walsh for
so long ever since she had gone off to England to study acting. She had
gotten permission to use her parents cabin up in the woods for a vacation
for her and her friends.

Donna was an attractive young woman, though she could probably do her hair
better. She usually wore tight fitting clothes that hugged both of her
breasts. While she was still a virgin, she still liked the way that men
looked at her from time to time. "Look" was the operative word there. She
had decided long ago that she was going to keep her virginity-well, until
she either got married or her mother told her it was all right, and
probably the latter even after she got married.

She glanced over at her friend, Kelly. Kelly was even better looking, with
more of a waif look to her. While she had just enough breasts to attract
attention, it was her pouting lips and face that got her most of her
attention. She had involved with many men in the past, including her latest
ex-boyfriend, Brandon. She had started feeling itchy the last few days for
a man to stick his cock in her, but couldn't seem to get Brandon back and
Dillon was unavailable.

In the back seat sat Valerie and Clair. Valerie was a walking sex machine,
with shoulder length brown hair and piercing blue eyes. She was well
tanned, and had a set of breasts that made men drool to suck. Her hobby was
picking up other women's boyfriends, enjoying the way that they overcame
their inhibitions until they were practically raping her, an odd reverse
since she always felt that she was raping them. Seducing a man was easy,
getting him to cheat on his girlfriend in the process...that was more
difficult.

Next to Valerie was Clair, the newest addition to their little group. She
was a wild girl who liked big parties, big thrills- and big cocks. She was
the youngest of the group, her recently blond highlighted brunette hair
hung about her as she laughed.

Donna pulled her car up to the cabin, noticing that Brenda's car was
already parked there. The front door opened, and Brenda stepped out. Brenda
was also a sex machine, with firm, ripe breasts even though she ordinarily
didn't wear a bra, and long, black hair that made her look, and often act,
like a bitch. She waved to the group of girls in the car, rushing forward
and hugging them as they stepped out of the car.

"Oh, it's so good to see you," Donna said, giving her friend a tight
squeeze. "I was beginning to think that you'd never come back to us!"

"What, and miss out on the excitement here? Besides, England's to damn cold
for me," Brenda said. "And I had to get away from those drama teachers."
And away from them always trying, and sometimes succeeding, to get into her
pants.

"I'm just glad that you're here," Kelly said, giving her friend a hug. She
looked up at the sky. "Now we've got a whole week away from the men folk to
do whatever we want."

"I've got something already arranged," Valerie said. "Let's get dressed for
bed and we'll make popcorn and a movie."

"Feels like a slumber party already," Brenda said. They rushed inside the
house, laughing innocently.

From the upper floors, Steve watched the proceedings with great interest.

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Once he saw the girls drive up, he knew that he had to have them. Before he
went to prison, he had himself genetically altered so that his testicles
would produce more than enough sperm than he needed, allowing himself to
say hard and fertile as long as he wanted to. Being in jail, though, didn't
give him more than a chance to do a hand job, and then only when he
deactivated the holo sets long enough for some privacy. Now, here, he had 5
sexy young girls at his disposal.

One of Steve's greatest strengths was the fact that he was so methodical.
He pulled off his backpack, looking over his assortment of gadgets and
gizmos. Working quickly, he set up a field parameter, much like the ones
used in his prison. Once a field inhibitor was inserted underneath the
skin, walking outside of the parameter would cause the muscles to lock up,
the target unable to move. It was powered by circulation in the
bloodstream, so the hard the person worked against the field, the better it
worked. At the same time, Steve's other items were modified to perform some
other, more interesting, functions...

Another little item was a pain stick. It could be used at a distance, and
produced any sort of pain, from whipping style to heat to needles, without
actually causing physical damage. He saw that this might come in handy as
well.

And, finally, he pulled out a neural inhibitor. Once activated, this would
make whoever was in the beam fall unconscious until it was deactivated.

In the near darkness, Steve smiled. His future never looked so good.

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"Here's the popcorn," Clair said as she walked into the living room.
Valerie had just inserted the video and started it running.

"I got 'Dirty Dancing'," Valerie said. "I had to see those Patrick Swayze
buns."

As the video started, Steven crept down from his attic hiding place. It's
now or never, he thought to himself. All of the girls were in one spot,
thinking that they were alone.

He held out the neural inhibitor, then stepped out behind them. "Good
evening, ladies," he said. Kelly cried out as she turned around, then froze
into place as she saw him standing there, holding the strange ray like
device.

"Who are you?" Donna asked, fear creeping into her chest.

"Just a visitor," he said simply, a smile on his face. He pulled the
trigger, and their world went black.

Once the girls were stunned asleep, Steven worked fast. He pulled out a
hypo and inserted the field inhibitor into each of the girls. He had
already turned on the field generator, so had no fear of the girls escaping
while he worked.

He picked up the girls, one by one, and carried them into the rooms that
they had already selected for themselves that morning. He was amazingly
strong for his size, carrying each girl with ease. He began humming to
himself as he carried them about, carefully laying them in the bed, then
tuning their particular signal so that they wouldn't be able to leave their
perspective room.

He finally came to the last girl, Brenda. She was wearing a black silk
negligee that showed her white, creamy breasts to an advantage. He caressed
her unconscious form a moment, smiling to himself. "The last shall be
first," he muttered to himself, then took the sleeping girl to her room.

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Brenda

Brenda awoke suddenly, as if coming out of a bad dream. She remembered
seeing the man appear behind them, holding the gun-

Then this. She was in her bed, above the covers. She looked around a
moment, not remember how she got here. Perhaps this was all a bad dream...

Brenda rolled out of bed, her white thighs peeking out underneath her
negligee. She went to the door, then paused as she found herself unable to
take another step. She backed up, then headed forward again. She felt her
muscles contract, unwilling to touch the door.

"You can't get through it," a voice said behind her. Brenda whirled around,
seeing the man she had seen before. Somehow, he didn't seem to fit the
picture.

He was handsome, not cute, but handsome. He was barely taller than Brenda
was, through his posture was picture perfect. His green eyes glowed with a
dark intelligence that seemed focused on more than one thing at a time. He
was wearing only a pair of white boxers, his lean, muscular body relaxed as
he leaned against the wall. His hair was sandy brown, with blonde hairs
weaved into his, giving him a golden glow. He didn't seem violent, but did
look intense.

"What do you want with me?" Brenda asked, feeling a light fear over her.

"The answers in the question," the man said. "Just do what I say, and
you'll be fine. If not," he shrugged his shoulders.

"What do you want me to do?" Brenda said, already guessing at what it would
be.

"Take off your clothes." He said it so simply, it was astonishing. No "or
else", no threats, just an order.

Brenda crossed her arms and looked at him. She had handled guys bigger than
this before. She could handle this little man.

Steven sighed to himself. He had wanted to make this easy on her. But, oh
well. He pulled the pain stick from behind his back, the settings already
in place. He pointed it at her, and pushed the button.

Brenda felt a sudden lash land across her back. She arched forward in pain,
just as another snapped lower on her back. She whirled around, trying to
get away from the invisible whip that was slicing into her back, causing
her to cry out in pain. On of the lashed slashed into her breasts, causing
her breath to catch in a silent scream. Tears of pain began falling from
her face.

Steven pushed the button again, and abruptly, the pain stopped. Brenda
collapsed to her knees, feeling for the welts that must be there, yet
feeling nothing.

"Remove your clothes," he said again. Brenda looked up at him, as if
surprised that he was there. Once her clothes were off, she knew what would
be next.

"Noo," she moaned, humiliated. This wasn't happening to her, not her, not
here-

The lashes started up from nowhere, brining her cries into wails of pain.
She twisted about, trying in vain to avoid the lashes that were tearing
into her back, her breasts, her legs, the sharp pain making her cry out
again and again.

After a full minute of this torture, it stopped again. Brenda sobbed
against the wall as the pain faded away. She looked at the stranger again,
in fear of him and his punishments.

"Take off your clothes," he said again. This time, there was no waiting.
Brenda reached up and began pulling off the straps, her milky white breasts
filling into Steven's view. Her nipples appeared next, the nubs already
hardened from the chill air. Just as she started to drop it past her
breasts, Steven's voice came out again.

"Put it back on."

There was a moment hesitation, which earned her a few seconds of invisible
pain. She quickly pulled the straps back on.

"Take it off," Steve said. No hesitation as Brenda pulled it down, this
time showing her black panties. She pulled these down, too, showing her
well shaven crotch. Her bald pussy was pulling at Steve. He allowed his
erection to rise with his boxers, the fabric being big enough to not show
the obvious.

"Come here," he said. Brenda walked fearfully towards him, trying to cover
herself with her hands. She stood before him, her breasts jutting out in
front of her.

"Take off my shorts." he said. For a moment, retaliation flooded her eyes.
She went to grab his crotch, to punish him and get away-

Without warning, his hand lashed out, backhanding her across the face.
Brenda was more shocked by the speed than by the power of the blow. Of
course, Steven couldn't very well tell her he had his speed and strength
genetically altered, as well.

"Take off my shorts," he said again. Brenda felt no more resistance inside
of her as she pulled down his shorts. Her eyes began widening in shock as
more and more hard cock appeared before her, until finally it all sprang
out, pointing right at her now level head.

Steven was a large man to begin with, but he made life easier on himself.
His last change was an altered cock, 12 inches long and about 3 inches
across. He smiled, seeing her surprise as such a monster in front of her.
His cock twitched, as if giving her an obscene greeting.

"Suck it," Steven said. There could be no mistaking what he was talking
about. Brenda glanced at it fearfully, licking her lips. There was no way
that she could-

She felt a lash of pain across her back from that invisible source. She
opened her mouth in pain- and felt her mouth filled with cock.

"Suck it," Steven said again. Brenda began sucking in earnest now, careful
to stay away from his balls after another bolt of pain crossed her back
when she started to touch them. Steven was taking to chances.

Brenda's head was bobbing up and down on Steven's cock, her hair falling
down and tickling his legs. Every time she went down, Steven pushed a
little more of his cock into her mouth, feeling it go down deeper and
deeper into her through. Her saliva was coating it beautifully, making the
way slick and warm.

Brenda felted the large pole stretching her mouth as it forced itself
deeper and deeper into her. She had taken cock before, but nothing like
this. She wasn't sure how much long she could take this.

Without warning, the cock started twitching in her hands. Oh, god, no,
Brenda thought. A sudden gush of semen filled her cock, the taste flooding
her throat. She glanced up at Steven, who looked at her warningly. She
swallowed as fast as it came, fearful of what would happen if she didn't.
After a few minutes of tasting the bittersweet fluid, it was all over.

Brenda did feel some relief. After that, he wouldn't want to fuck her. Then
he might leave. But as he pulled himself from her throat, she was shocked
to see that he was still rock hard, and still searching for action.

With a quick pull, Steven pulled Brenda to her feet. Her breasts pushed
against his chest, the soft flesh poking into him. His hard cock pressed
against her slit, as if seeking some sort of entrance.

Steven reached down and grabbed her cheeks, turning her until the was up
against the wall. She started to cry out, then stopped at Steven's glare.
His hard cock was rubbing up and down her slip, slowly. Then she the worst
thing happen.

She could feel her juices starting to flow. With all of the tension, and
the cocksucking, her body had started to react, preparing her for sex as so
often in the past. The hard cock head began to get slick with juices as it
ran up and down her crotch, tingling her swelling clit. His mouth was
beginning to nuzzle at her neck, slowly, erotically as his hands cupped her
ass cheeks. To Brenda's sham, she could feel her hips begin to move, trying
to stimulate herself. She stopped herself, then felt herself start again.

Steven's cock was now very slick as it rode Brenda's slit. He pulled her
up, spreading her legs. The tip of his cock brushed her hole, causing her
to gasp. He looked at her, both surprised by her arousal.

Steven started pushing his cock into her. Brenda could feel herself start
to expand, her body trying to fit in the monster at her gates. The
sensations were flooding her pussy as the head began working itself in and
out of her, causing her clit to buzz incredibly. She started moving her
hips in earnest now, her face red with shame, but she couldn't stop, it
just felt too goooooood...

Every stroke brought another piece of Steven's cock inside of her. It was
almost halfway inside of her now, and there was still 6 inches to go.
Steven held her up with ease as she started bouncing on his pole. She
stopped fighting the sensations in her cunt. It was just to much. She felt
more of Steven slid inside of her, and she almost screamed from the
pleasure. He was doing it slowly, beginning to tease her with his length.
Her breathing became more erratic.

Brenda suddenly froze in shock. "Oh, god, no, not like this, not this way,
I don't want to get pregnant, please, OH GOD!" Her body shook from the
sudden orgasm that rippled through her. At the same time, Steven allowed
himself to go, his thick sperm flooding her unprotected womb. The feeling
of the liquid splashing inside of her was just too much, and she started
climaxing again. Steven pushed all the way inside of her, the tip of his
cock bumping against her cervix as he filled her.

Brenda felt herself beginning to calm down. It had to be over now, she
thought. No one could do that and stay hard. Yet, impossibly, he still was.
Their combined juices was making his way even slicker, and the entire
length of his cock was sliding inside of her, causing her hips to buck back
and forth. She was groaning as his cock kept sliding into her like some
obscene piston. His mouth was sliding down her throat and down to her
breasts. "Yeah," she moaned as he began sucking on her hard nipples. "Oh,
god, oh, oh, oh, OH GOD ITS COMING AGAIN!" Brenda felt her body begin to
shake to her third orgasm. Steven kept on ramming her with his hard cock as
he felt her press against him. He pulled out of her suddenly, throwing her
against the bed. He pulled up behind her and started taking her from
behind, her erotic screams music to his ears. She was pressing into him as
hard as she could, trying to get herself to another orgasm. Steven felt his
cock twitch again just as Brenda's head snapped back, her long hair
tickling his chest. She began shaking again, her crotch massaging his cock
like never before. With that, he released himself inside of her, again
filling her womb with his cock.

Brenda fell down onto the bed, exhausted. He was totally spent after the
experience. She heard the man behind her step away. "Thank you, my dear,"
he said. Brenda turned around, her cunt still buzzing from her orgasm.
"That was very enjoyable. Now, if you don't mind, I have to see how your
friends are doing." He picked up his boxers shorts and pulled them up over
his still hard monster cock. He gave her a wave, and walked out the door.

Brenda got up and started walking to the door, feeling the same tension in
her muscles that prevented her from getting there. She went back to the
bed, her cunt open and wanting more of his cock.

She collapsed on the bed and started to cry.

Kelly

After Steven left Brenda's room, he allowed his hard on to shrink and his
superactive testes to produce more sperm for him. He raided the
refrigerator, eating the fruits and vegetables there. He had new plans for
the next girl, and he would need his strength.

Steven laid the pain stick in front of him, carefully examining the
electrical components. A few changes here and there in the programming, and
-ah, that was it. Steven looked at his new invention for a few moments,
whistling a happy tune.

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Kelly had already discovered that she couldn't leave the room. Any time she
walked out of some invisible circle, she would find herself locked into
place until she moved the other direction. Worst of all, she couldn't get a
change of clothes, and was still stuck wearing the high nightgown that she
had on last night. The pink fabric just covered her crotch, and her panties
were missing. If she had to bend over, her bald crotch would be shown off
to the world.

But so far, none seemed interested that she was even there.

Kelly felt something begin to tingle. For a moment, she couldn't identify
its source. Then it came again, more forceful this time. A gentle prodding
in her crotch, making her hips move forward in brief pleasure.

Must be all that time I've gone without any good cock, she thought to
herself. It's finally getting to me.

The feeling came again, a wash of pure pleasure creeping over her cunt and
nipples. Kelly squirmed into the feeling, as if trying to rub her pussy
into the naked air. Well, since no one's here, I'm sure they won't mind if
I make myself more comfortable.

Kelly slipped off her nightie, feeling the sensations double. Her fingers
went to her cunt-and the sensations abruptly stopped.

Kelly tried rubbing her clit, trying to bring back the feeling. It was like
rubbing cardboard. She groaned in frustration, and brought her hands away
from her clit.

Instantly the sensations returned. Kelly's hands darted to her pussy to try
and stimulate herself to orgasm, but it left just as quickly as it came.

Kelly moved her hands away again, and the feelings returned. This time, she
kept her hands away, moving her waist into the sensations, humping the air.
She tried touching her nipples, but it had the same effect. So Kelly hung
onto the bedpost to keep herself from touching herself, but it was just so
hard. The tingling sensations were making her gyrate her hips back and
forth, trying to drive that invisible cock into her. But the feelings were
keeping her just from orgasm, just on the edge of what she wanted. From
time to time she would try to finger herself, only to cry out in torture
when the feelings left her. So she stayed that way, moaning in anguish from
the near cumming but never getting there.

Kelly was so involved with her dilemma that she never heard the door open
and shut gently behind her. She kept twisting and turning, her breasts, her
cunt, anything she could to try and make herself cum from the unknown
source.

A set of hands appeared from behind her, pinching her nipples. Somewhere in
the back of Kelly's brain there was a warning, as if this shouldn't be. But
to feel real flesh on hers, ohhh...

Steven couldn't believe what he was seeing. His device was working better
than he had hoped. He had been monitoring her progress until she had
learned that self stimulation would get her nowhere. Now, it seemed as
though she had learned it well. Her fluids were running down her leg from
her crotch from her dance with desire. Now she was pushing into him, trying
to get the stimulation that she so desperately needed.

Steven turned her around, kissing her hard. She returned the kiss, still
gyrating from the sensations the device were giving her. She looked at him
for the first time, as if suddenly realizing that he was there.

"Who- who are you?" she said, even as she rubbed her crotch against his
giant penis. Her hands clawing into his back as she tried to use him to
stimulate her swollen clit.

"I'm a man, you're a woman," Steven said. "You need to be fucked. What do
you need to know?"

Kelly couldn't take it any more. She looked down at his cock, surprised by
the enormous size of it. For a moment, she didn't want this. She hadn't
been taking the pill for some time now for her modeling career, and she was
ripe. Yet she couldn't wait any longer.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" Steven asked her as she kept rubbing her
herself against his cock.

"Uhnnn," Kelly groaned, already spreading her legs and trying to get the
giant fuck meat into her. She gasped as it started piercing her, spreading
her apart. She kept humping it, hoping that she could get off on it before
he did, and keep her from getting pregnant. She could feel it slid deeper
and deeper into her, helping to both soothe and increase the itching she
felt. Yet, no matter how hard she pumped her hips, how much her slickened
hole bounced off this giant cock, she couldn't quite get there. But she was
so close, oh she was almost there, just a little more, yes, a little more-

Kelly rolled over on top of her mysterious lover, the entire length of his
cock sliding up and down her slick hole. Her cunt buzzed with furious
pleasure, yet she couldn't get there. If she stopped now, she'd die. Then
she felt his cock twitch inside of her. She knew he was going to come
inside of her, but she couldn't stop herself. She had to come, oh god,
please let me cum-

Steven exploded, filling her womb with his potent seed. She continued to
bounce up and down on top of him, her body unwilling to stop as he filled
her. He kept himself hard as she kept bouncing up and down his pole, so
close to what she wanted. She was screaming with the pleasure as he reached
up and began pinching her taunt, pink breasts, but still no orgasm came.
She felt him twitch again. Oh, god, please let it be this time, I need it
so baaddd-

Steven felt his semen swarm from his balls, again exploding inside of her
twisting cunt. She couldn't stop, though, not so close to what she needed.
She fell on top of him, rubbing her rock hard breasts against his chest
while his cock filled her love canal. He pulled her head to his, kissing
her hard. Her tongue attacked his, as if that would give her the orgasm she
so desperately wanted.

Steven pulled her off of him, turning her around. He used one hand to rub
her clit while he started to push his slickened cock between her ass
cheeks. "God, no, not there," Kelly cried out. But she made no motion to
move away as the giant cock began filling her sphincter. She felt herself
spread apart, feeling her ass buzz with the sensations of his dick inside
of her. He started moving just the head back and forth, then began to push
in deeper. He reached both hands up and began rubbing her hard nipples as
she pushed back at him. She was rubbing her own clit as she felt him
violate her ass, the sensations rising again. Steven looked down at his
cock inside of her, and the thought brought him over the edge. He pulled
himself out of her ass and jammed it as hard as he could into her hot
pussy. He mentally flipped a switch, turning the device to full power.
Kelly's nude body froze above him, her body suddenly shaking from the most
powerful orgasm ever! Her cunt muscles squeezed Steven's cock hard as she
shook on it, her face open in pleasure. Steven felt himself explode again,
her womb now filled to the brim with him. He allowed her to cum for almost
a full minute, then mentally switched it off.

He pulled himself out of her, hearing her moan from his hardness leaving
her. He kissed her gently on the lips, barely feeling her kiss back. She
fell to sleep almost instantly, her naked body laying on top of the covers.

Steven left the room, and began to plan his next encounter.

Clair

Steven wasn't so sure how to proceed next. He wanted to give each of the
girls an individual experience, something to remember him by. He had used
the device on the last two girls in different functions. Perhaps it was
time for something new.

He thought about it for several minutes, until he decided that perhaps what
was needed here was something simple and primitive. Perhaps even primal.

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Clair had been awake for some time now, checking the confines of her
strange prison. She was wearing a long baseball tee shirt that came down to
her thighs. Of course, her panties were missing, adding to her confusion.
If someone went to all of this trouble to make sure she couldn't get out,
why weren't they already here, raping her or worse? Unless they were
working on the other girls.

The thought made Clair shiver with pleasure. She had always had a fantasy
about being trapped in a building and raped by some handsome stranger. She
didn't catch much of a look at the person who appeared out of nowhere, but
he seemed nice looking enough.

Clair, you are one fucked up little girl. You could be killed, and your
looking forward to getting raped by some stranger. Sick, sick, sick.

The door suddenly swung open and shut. Standing there, totally naked, was
the stranger, his hard muscles showing underneath his skin. His 12 inch
cock pointed out like a diving rod, pointing straight at her.

Clair felt a lump in her throat. Oh, my god, this is really happening, she
thought to herself. She looked him over, figuring that he had another thing
coming if he thought that this would be easy. This might be a fantasy, but
she still had her pride. No man had ever forced her, and it wouldn't be
now. Even if she did feel her pussy start to get wet in excitement.

With unparalleled speed, he came forward, knocking her onto the bed. She
fell backwards with a squeal of fright, not expecting the sudden rush from
him. He pulled on her shoulders, making him face her on her stomach. With a
quick movent, he had grabbed the bottom of her tee shirt and pulled,
exposing her naked ass.

Clair pulled away to get away from him, her arms becoming tangled in the
sleeves. She twisted about, her bottom half sliding about on the smooth
sheets. She felt her breasts fall free of her outfit, her hard nipples
rubbing against the smooth fabric. Good job, Clair. You're only 2 minutes
into it and he's already got you going.

She pulled back as hard as she could, freeing herself and leaving her
attacker holding her tee shirt. She ignored her own nudity, though she
could feel his eyes caressing her breasts, her smooth stomach, her bald
crotch-

He moved around the bed, and she circled in the other direction.

The movement of her bare thighs rubbing together started to make her pussy
wetter. He moved in the other direction, and she moved the other way.
That's good, keep him there.

Without warning, he leaped into the air, clearing the king size bed without
a running jump. Clair was to surprises to react when he grabbed her naked
body, throwing her to the bed. She started to crawl away from him. He
grabbed her thighs and held on to her kicking legs, slowly pulling her back
to him. Her breasts kept rubbing against the sheets, causing her to gasp as
she tried to get away. But for every inch she pulled away, he pulled her
back two inches. Each hand was on a firm, ripe thigh, his waist right
between her ass. He was close enough now to grab her narrow waist and pull
her to him. His giant cock bumped against her wet pussy, making her fight
harder.

Clair was breathing heavy now. She was getting exhausted form her exertion,
and this guy was hardly breaking a sweat. Her breasts were still being
pressed into the smooth sheets, making her nipples tingle. And, on top of
that, she could feel that incredible cock on her wet slit, sliding her back
and forth on top of it. Her fantasy was becoming a reality.

Clair made another pull on the bed, then gasped as the head of the cock
touched her swollen clit. Her attacker seemed to realize this, moving his
hips back and forth, his cockhead rubbing her clit with more pressure and
quicker tempo. She felt her hips move back and forth involuntarily, feeling
the pleasure build in her cunt.

She suddenly gasped in shock. Her birth control! She hadn't gotten her new
set of pills yet! Now she began struggling for real, trying to get away
from the cock that was doing this to her, even as she gasped with pleasure
when it scraped her swollen clit.

With a sudden movement he turned her over onto her back, staying wedged
between her legs. She tried to get some leverage, but he fell on top of
her, pinning her down with his weight. He grabbed her legs and placed them
on his shoulders, preventing her from going anywhere.

Clair felt the tip of his cock enter her hole. She backed away from it,
trying to keep it away from her. But the giant cock came towards her
relentlessly, gently sliding at her hole, just barely caressing the inside
of her.

Steven made a sudden pull, piercing her with his cock. The head slipped
inside her wet snatch, causing her to gasp. "Damn it, get that, ah, ah,
thing, ah, oh, godddd, out of me..." Clair couldn't believe how good it
felt. It was like her nastiest fantasy come true, only better. This cock
was real, and it was hard, and it was making her gasp in pleasure. Even
worse, this guy knew how to use it. He pushed at just the right angle to
make her gasp on the inside, the long length rubbing her clit on the
outside. She felt herself give an involuntary push back, taking more of her
rapists dick into her. "Please, don't, I, ohh, fuck,"

"All right, then," he said. "I'll fuck you."

He began pumping in earnest now, slamming his cock into her. Clair cried
out in surprise and pleasure, arching her back into him. He reached around
and placed his hands on her pert tits, massaging the swollen flesh.

Clair was riding him hard, slamming her steamy pussy onto his thick cock.
She rubbed her back against his chest, crying out again and again.

"Tell me how much you like it," he said, his cock all the way inside of
her. "Tell me how much you want me to cum inside of your hot cunt. You need
it inside of you, I know you do."

"Nooo," Clair lied. But it was true. She wanted to come, and feel his hot
fluids inside of her. The very thought made her even hornier, feeling his
hand on her breasts, his lips on her neck, his other hand on her clit, his
hard cock, oh, that cock was-

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Clair screamed as she felt the rush of cum hit the
inside of her. She began cumming, shaking up and down on top of him. Her
legs were spread wide atop his strong thighs, her body impaled on his cock.

He turned her to him, looking at her for a moment. She stayed there,
kneeling before him, his dick still hard and pointing at her. He leaned
forward, kissing her hard. She resisted for a moment, then felt his fuck
meat at her hole again. She arched into it, needing more of it. God, I'm
such a slut. she thought. She spread her legs wide to take in that
beautiful thing, feeling him plunge it deep into her.

"Oooooh," she moaned, feeling his hands on his waist as he set up a gentle
rhythm. It was too good to be true. Her whole body seemed to center around
his cock. He was kissing her harder now, and she was kissing back, kissing
her rapist that made her tremble with desire. His fingers were pinching her
nipples, making her gasp again. Each time she gasped he would drive his
cock a little harder into her, until she was crying out in pleasure.

"Do it!" she cried out as she felt her body responding. "Rape me, use your
cock in me, oh god, fuck me-ah, ah, AAHH!" she cried out again as her body
began shaking. His cock exploded inside of her, filling her, treating her
like a woman. She knew that she needed this, this wonderfulness, this
fantasy. Her body slowly stopped shaking, but not before she had pulled
every drop of cum from this man's body.

She felt to so tired. She felt him exit her body, caressing her breasts one
last time. Then he was gone.

Valerie

Steven left Clair's room, his cock still throbbing from his latest
experience. Even he had his limits, though he still had a ways to go before
he met them. While he had the time, he thought that he'd check in on his
other guests".

Valerie had been in the wake of Kelly's ordeal, and had grown a little
horny from the device that Steven had used. Her pussy still throbbed
beneath her tight, white negligee that was almost transparent. If one
looked hard enough, one could see her well tanned breasts beneath the
fabric. For a few minutes, she thought about getting herself off. But she
was too worried about that strange attacker finding her helpless, and she
would need all of her wits to escape.

She heard the door begin to open, and stepped back from it. She could see
no usable weapon in the room, and had no idea what to expect.

Steven stepped though the door, wearing a robe that he had brought with him
from the future. It was made of a synthetic material that would regulate
his temperature for optimum comfortably.

But on stepping into the room to check on this girl, his temperature
quickly jumped. Her breasts were just calling to him, tugging at his cock
that seemed to lengthen to get closer to this picture of beauty.

"Why, hello there," he said to her, watching her back up a little from him.
"I hope that you've been made comfortable."

Her blue eyes widened in slight fear, though she felt her nipples harden a
little from looking at him. Perhaps under different circumstances, he would
be sort of sexy. But here, like this...

Steve unwrapped the robe from around his body, his sleek, hard muscles
coming into view. The tip of his cock appeared from under his robe, peaking
at her. Valerie looked in shock as his foot long penis appeared, the tip
already oozing with precum. Steven looked at her red, sexy lips, and he
knew what he wanted to do.

He crossed the room in less than a second, grabbing the front of her
nightie. He bunched up his fist and pulled hard on the fabric. The pink
materiel fell away, her brown, ripe breasts freed from their fabric prison.
Steven paused a moment, looking at the hardened nipples, the smooth belly
just beginning to appear under her cloths. Valerie cried out in surprise,
raising her hands to cover her breasts. "Oh, god, please don't, NO!!" She
screamed when Steven knocked her hands down and made another grab, this
time tearing her clothing the rest of the way off. Her crotch was well
trimmed, with just the hint of hair along the top.

Steven gave her a hard push back, making her fall against the bed. He
pulled out the cloth tie around his robe. He grabbed her right hand,
quickly tying the cloth to one wrist. He could feel her naked thighs
underneath his as she struggled, weakly striking out at him with her hands.
He pulled her arm tight behind her, making her cry out again.

He pulled her other arm behind her, tying the two of them together tightly.
Valerie writhed on the bed, trying to find a way out of this. But there was
none.

Steven reached down and pinched one of her nipples. To Valerie's surprise,
the strong hand felt good on her breasts, caressing, moving along her
valley, just touching and then going away. She felt herself becoming the
slightest bit wet. Of course, the side effects of Steven's using the device
on Kelly had already done that.

Steven grabbed her shoulders, turning her until she was on her knees on the
bed. He began pulling her had to his lap, her struggles useless against his
strength.

"Mm-mmn, mmmm," Valerie cried out, not wanting to open her mouth. The heavy
smell of cock was filling her nostrils, but she couldn't put that thing in
her mouth, god no, please, not this-

Steven reached down and slapped her hard on the buttocks.

Valerie cried out in pain- and felt the giant penis slam hard into her
mouth. She started to bite down, then felt him twist her arms painfully
until she thought they would break. She tried to cry out her protest, only
making Steven more excited as her slick tongue run itself over his glands.
He started fucking her mouth, moving further and further into her throat.
He let himself go, Valerie's warm, slick mouth feeling too wonderful to
stop now.

Valerie felt the smooth pole stretching about her lips as she tried to jerk
her head away. His hands were like an iron vice, holding her perfectly in
place as he ran is further and further down her throat. This isn't the way,
Valerie was thinking to herself. I'm the one whose always in control, and
this prick

"From the way you can take my dick without choking, I'd say that you've
done this before," Steven rasped as he plunged his cock further down her
throat. He couldn't believe how great this was. He could all the way down
her throat without worry. Her tight throat muscles were squeezing his cock
each time she tried to cry out against his oral rape. Her mouth was too
wide for her to even think about biting him, though her teeth scrapped the
end of his powerful cock, the slight pain adding to the total pleasure. Her
saliva kept the way nice and slick, yet she was sooo tight.

The giant cock kept moving inside her mouth, in, out, the smooth flesh
squeezing against her. Valerie's blue eyes saw the end of his crotch, the
hairs tickling her nose, then felt it slid all the way back out. She was
unable to anything about it, and could only watch her mouth get raped by
this stranger.

Steven withdrew his penis from her throat, watching a moment as she took
deep breaths. He started rubbing his cock along her cheeks, feeling the
slickness transfer to her plump cheeks. She tried to pull away again,
feeling the soft hardness caress her cheeks, her nose, softly touching her
eyelashes. His cock was so hard that is felt like a rubbery steel pole
running along her face, like a happy puppy that can't stop licking its
master.

Steven went to put his cock back in Valerie's mouth. She held her mouth
closed, not willing to open it again. She shook her pretty head back and
forth, or at least tried to, with Steven's iron grip in the back of her
head preventing any movement. The solid smell of cock filled her nostrils,
but she wasn't going to perform for this pervert.

Steven was not a violent man. Yet, seeing this bitch in front of him, a
worthless ho that he knew had given head before, and from the was the she
moved, he could tell that she probably fucked anything that came her way as
well. And here she was, trying to keep from giving him what he wanted-.

Steven's left hand tightened its grip on the back of her head, using his
genetically altered strength to hold her in position.

Her eyes widened slightly in pain, but she kept her mouth clenched.
Steven's right hand whipped around, clamping down on her nose.

Valerie knew that she was in trouble. She couldn't open her mouth to
breath, or else she'd get another dose of that giant cock. Her jaw was
already sore from stretching that far. She pulled back her lips a little,
breathing through her teeth.

With deadly speed, Steven took his hand from her nose and placed it along
her jaw, squeezing. Valerie was taken by surprise as her jaws were forced
open- and his cock was again slammed into her mouth.

Now Steven pumped her in earnest. "Thought you were pretty smart, didn't
you, cunt?" he snarled, driving his cock deep into her throat. She could
feel every ridge along the lining of her throat, every vein that claimed
her mouth as his own fuck tool, to be used as he saw fit. Every time she
pulled away, he pushed another inch into her mouth, until his entire cock
was down her throat.

Valerie could feel the cock begin to expand. She knew what was going to
happen, but was powerless to stop it. Yet, suddenly, he pulled out. His
cock remained inches in front of her face, yet at least it wasn't in her
mouth.



With his left hand, Steven held onto the back of her head. Her bright blue
eyes stared at his cock, wondering what he was going to do. He tossed her
back on the bed, straddling her waist. He began squeezing her breasts, his
roughened and expert fingers making her nipples hard. He placed his dick
between her round, soft mounds and began squeezing it between them, her
saliva making his way slick. He started fucking her breasts, his fingers
running along her nipples from time to time. Valerie found herself staring
at the giant head as it ran up between her tits and back town again. Steven
began humping faster, the head of his cock hitting Valerie in the face.
Valerie could feel her hips start to move from his intensive tit fucking,
even while she tried to pull away from the giant cock.

Steven was using the entire length of his cock now to drive himself between
her firm globes. Valerie saw what he was doing and tried to pull away from
it. "No! I don't-wha-no, plea- ow! stop oh shit no don't-" Her plump tit
flesh was driving Steven to the edge. Steven kept jacking off, feeling his
balls contract suddenly. Valerie looked in horror as his penis suddenly
stopped right in front of her face, the hole at the end winking at her like
an evil eye. His cum flooded up from his groin, shooting through his penis.
Valerie felt the first explosion his her square in the face for all of her
struggles, She twisted about, feeling it splatter along her cheeks. She
opened her mouth to protest- and a mouthful of the salty jism hit her. It
was running along her cheeks and nose, falling down her neck. She could
feel the slick liquid all over her face as she twisted, trying to get it
off.

Steven started rubbing his cock on her face again, using his own cum to
slacken his massive cock. He grabbed a pillowcase and thought about wiping
his come off of her, then changed his mind. He had the feeling that this
cunt needed to be taught a lesson in control.

Steven pulled on her legs, pulling her to him. He placed her legs on his
shoulders, his cock slick with his own cum. "Are you ready for me, bitch?"
he asked her as he used his steel arms to pull her legs apart. Valerie
tried to pull away, her arms still tied behind her. Her pussy was sticking
high in the air, her ass sticking straight at him. Steven looked down at
her young, plump body. Too bad. If things were different, he might have
liked her.

He started pushing himself forward. His cock was heading for her upturned
rear as Valerie cried out in protest. "NO! I DON'T WANT TO, YOU CAN'T MAKE
ME- GET OFF OF ME RIGHT NOW, YOU ASSHOLE!"

Steven pulled up on her legs, her plump rear now in his view. He pressed
his cock at her ass hole, darkness flooding his eyes. He started pumping
into her, despite her cried of pain. "I think- " push, push, "its time you"
push, push, "learned what an asshole is, BITCH!" With each set of words,
Steven pressed his powerful dick into her virgin asshole, his lubrication
parting her tight sphincter. Valerie could feel her system start to burn
from the intense pain. At the word bitch, Steven pressed himself all the
way inside. Valerie opened up her mouth to scream, not of pain, but from
having no control over what was happening to her. She couldn't tease him to
make him stop. She couldn't threaten him. He would do what he wanted, and
he was. His thick fuck meat was pressing into her nether hole, the pole
twisting her insides.

She had never taken anyone up there before, and the sensations of pain and
of being split in two were almost ready to tear her apart.

Steven kept up his pumping motions, pushing her ass up the bed every chance
he got. Kelly's sphincter was nothing compared to this, and she wasn't half
the fuck that this girl was. His hands were on his slim hips, while his
lips attacked her full, ripe breasts, licking, nibbling, doing things that
would make most women cry in ecstasy, and only made this girl struggle to
regain some sense of control of what was happening.

"What's the matter, cunt," Steven growled at her. "Don't like my cock in
your sweet ass? I bet there would be plenty of guys that would love to have
you in this position. To feel your tight ass squeeze them each time they
set in to fuck you again and again. Wouldn't they you cunt!" Steven started
picking up the pace, her tight end gripping his cock as he pulled out. He
looked deep into her eyes, seeing the anger and fear there. With that, he
allowed himself to cum again, drenching her insides with him.

"Well, since you didn't like that too much, maybe we'll have to put this
somewhere where you're used to."

With a quick motion, flipped her over on the bed, pressing her head into
the mattress. Steven took some of his cum off of her face and placed it on
his cock, keeping it slick. He began rubbing his cum along her struggling
cunt, making her slick and full.

Valerie gasped when she felt his fingers run along her clit, making her
feel even wetter. He started rubbing her lips with his cock, spreading them
apart. She tried pulling forward, squeezing her legs together. "NO! I DON'T
WANT IT THIS WAY, PLEASE! I DON'T HAVE ANY PROTECTION ON! LET ME SUCK YOU,
PLEASE!"

Steven paused for a moment. "Do you really want to suck me off?" he asked
her.

Valerie paused. Her ass still burned, and she knew that from the way that
this guy came, he would make her pregnant if he came inside of her. "Yes,
I'll suck on you."

"You don't sound very convincing, cunt. I think you want me to fuck you
between your smooth, brown legs. Don't you?"

Valerie took a deep breath, and launched into the Oscar performance of the
year. "Please, let me suck you off. I need to feel your big, smooth fuck
pole stretching inside of me. I need you to fuck my mouth, so I can taste
you oh, so, good man juice. Please, fuck my mouth, I need it."

Steven, for a split second, actually thought about giving her what she
asked for. Then he looked at her tummy, and thought of his child growing
inside such a body, and the feel of his cock inside of her, spreading his
juice into her.

"Sorry, kid," he said. "But I'm afraid that I'm going to have to go for the
cunt. For comparisons sake. Then, maybe I'll let you suck me off." He began
prying her legs apart again, her resistance a pitiful attempt compared to
his super strength.

"NO!" Valerie started screaming in sheer terror. He was suppose to say all
right, and then she would suck him off, and he would go. Now, his hands
were like clamps on her legs, spreading them apart, showing her wet center.
She could feel her cunt opening as he wedge himself in between her legs.
The worst part was that her body was going through all the motions without
her, her breasts becoming rock hard, though she was unwilling in this.
"DON'T, PLEASE DON'T RAPE ME! I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT, PLEASE, DON'T RAPE
ME, I DON'T WANT TO GET PREGNANT!"

"Sorry, bitch," Steven said, placing his cock right at her hole, looking
into her wide eyes. "Time for you to get reamed."

She felt the tip of Steven's huge cock begin to penetrate her, spreading
her apart. His cum began to mix with her own wetness, making the
penetration easier. Valerie tried to resist the huge invader that was
pressing into her, but found her body betraying her as her thighs would
spread every time she didn't control them, her hips rocking back and forth,
her cunt sucking at him, trying to pull him inside of her. His cock pressed
onward relentlessly, his hands coming forward to maul her taunt breasts.

"NO, PLEASE, AH, I DON'T, AH, WANT, " She knew what was happening as she
felt him pry her apart, her cunt stretching to accommodate his huge girth.
She would be permanently stretched out. No man would ever want to have
someone with such a loose cunt. Steven kept moving in and out, unaware of
her recollections. Her pussy was fine enough for what he wanted.



His body was like a piston, working his pole into her with short, hard
thrusts. With each thrust he would press further into her, and her body
would expand to accommodate him. Her legs felt smooth against his as he
finally hit bottom, the entire length of his cock imbedded in her hot
pussy. He started pulling himself almost all the way out, them pressing
himself back inside again. He would bump against her cervix, her warm, wet
walls pressing on him, making his whole body hot. He pulled out, them
slammed it back inside, her body lurching backwards from the force of his
thrust. Then he would repeat the process, going faster and faster inside of
her, nuzzling her neck, her legs squeezing him as she tried to find some
way to get him out of her. He felt himself grow even more sensitive, and
pressed himself as far into her as she could, his cock right at the
entrance to her womb.

She screamed as she felt him expanding inside of him, knowing that there
was nothing that she could do. Steven kept still except for the shaking of
his body, feeling his come squirt into her in titanic proportions. The cum
raced inside of her, splashing against her walls, flooding her with the
most pleasure and humiliation that she had ever felt. He exploded again,
pushing his sperm deep into her, searching for her egg, trying to implant
himself inside of her. Valerie could feel every inch inside of her as she
tried to deny what was happening. "I'm not ripe for another few days, I'll
be all right, no, I'm not going to get pregnant, oh, god, not like this-"
For a moment she was certain that she was going to pass out. The she felt
him untie her hands. Her arms fell to her sides as she felt him pull out,
feeling her cunt pull at him as he withdrew, adding to her bodies betrayal.

He pulled out of her, pointing his penis at her limp form. He quickly
tossed her back over, looking again at her brown, firm breasts. He started
pulling on his cum slicked cock , feeling the cum rise again. It spurted
out of the bulbous head like twine, slapping her in the face again, running
into her hair, into her breasts, falling into her stomach. She was now
covered in him, feeling it penetrate her skin, as if trying to move through
her skin to her womb. Her whole body was numb from shock, making no
movement to wipe the cum off of her. Steven pulled her against him again,
feeling their bodies sticking together. He slammed his cock into her one
last time, spraying her, filling her womb to the brim. Valerie began
trembling again, even as she knew that her body was accepting this
violation, that she was becoming pregnant from this. Her mind finally
collapsed at that thought, driving her into oblivion.

Steven fell on top of her, catching his breath. He pulled away from her on
wobbly legs and set out to find a shower.



Donna, the Last Defloweration

When Donna came out of her dreamless sleep, she found herself snugly in her
bed, still wearing the same pajamas that she had been wearing the night
before when the stranger suddenly appeared. "I wonder what that was all
about, anyway?" she thought to herself. She started to rise-and found
herself unable to.

She looked down at herself. She could see no physical barriers that would
prevent her from moving, yet here she lay, unable to move her ankles from
the bed or her wrists. She was laid out in spread eagle fashion, her small
breasts pointing up to the ceiling through her tight pajama top. The
closest she could move her legs was to move her thighs slightly further
apart and together. She could move her head about, and did so as she
strained against her invisible chains that held her down. She felt herself
begin to tire, and lay back on the bed. "What's happening here?" she cried.

In the other room, Steven watched in anticipation. He had adapted his field
so that it would render her practically immobile in specific areas. Now he
looked down at his again modified sensation device. He pressed the switch
and waited.

Donna felt a tingling sensation come over her, starting at her toes, making
her flesh break into pleasurable goosebumps. The feeling crawled up her
legs, causing them to spread apart involuntarily. It moved inside of her
thighs, tingling its way up to her cunt, where she whimpered at the sudden
pleasure it brought. Then it traveled up her smooth, flat stomach, reaching
her breasts which hardened in response to the feeling. She felt the hair on
her arms raise slightly as it traveled up her body until it finished at her
head, her hair feeling like it had just been massaged.

Donna didn't quiet understand what just happened. She squeezed her legs
together, enjoying the feeling that it gave her. Then she stopped herself.
No, she thought, Mother wouldn't approve of me doing this. Only bad girls
are interested in feelings like that. She resisted the urge to do it again,
trying to drive such dirty feelings from her.

The heard the squeak of a hinge, and turned her head to the door. A man
wearing a thin, blue robe entered the room. He wasn't very tall, but his
body was well defined with trim, full muscles that didn't bulk him out. His
face wasn't cute, but handsome instead, with bright, friendly eyes and an
easy going smile about him.

Donna had never felt so terrified about someone in all of her life. She
began pulling at her bonds, ignoring how her body responded by hardening
her nipples even further and her sex feeling more oily the more that she
struggled.

"Shhh," the man said soothingly. "I'm not here to hurt you. Don't be
afraid." Donna flinched as he reached out a hand to her, touching her
cheek. Somehow, the sensation of his smooth hand sliding along her face
made her pussy throb even harder. Of course, she couldn't understand that
Steven had altered his device so that all new physical sensations would be
mirrored in her breasts and cunt.

"Wha- what are you going to do to me?" Donna asked fearfully, her body
trembling in combination of fear and a growing desire as he took his hand
from her face. I'm so bad, she thought to herself as the feeling of
pleasure grew within her.

"I'm going to do something very special for you," he said. He traced his
hand along her arm, gently. Donna moaned as she felt her cunt respond as if
it had been touched, filling itself with blood and making her lips puff out
under her pajamas. Her hips moved upwards before she caught herself.

"What's that?" Donna asked, already fearing the worst. If her mother found
out she was here like this...

Steven reached his hand to her neck, continuing to stroke gently. Each time
he ran his hand down her white throat, she felt her pussy throb as if it
was being stroked. He was reaching his hand further and further down until
it rested on her pajamas top button.

"I'm going to take your virginity," Steven said, unbuttoning the first
button. He had checked her while she was asleep, and discovered her intact
hymen. The very notion had made his enhanced balls churn even harder for
their victim.

"I'm going to drive you crazy as I do it as well," he told her, unbuttoning
the second button. Donna lay there like a deer in front of headlight. She
wanted to struggle and cry, but his hand on her flesh was making her
breasts and cunt tingle like never before.

"You- you can- ah- can't. I've never done it before." By now, her pajama
top was unbuttoned, her breasts barely covered by the thin material. Steven
ran his hand from her neck to her waist and back up again, the feelings
going straight to her sexual center.

"Yes I can, my dear," he said, placing both hands on her chest. "You are
going to become pregnant by me, and you will love every second of it." He
lowered his lips down to her neck, feeling her hips rise beneath him as if
he had placed them between her legs. He gently suckled the soft flesh, then
parted her pajamas, feeling her gasp as the fabric rasped along her
tightened breasts.

"No, please, I- ohhhh, not, mmm," Donna protested feebly as

Steven moved his warm mouth over her right nipple, blowing on it.

The feelings reverberated between the device and her breasts, increasing
the pleasure incredibly. The blood coursed into her breasts, making the
nipples full and pink. Steven brought his tongue out, drawing her into his
mouth, softly caressing her with his lips and teeth. Donna could feel the
sensations double, reaching deep into her cunt, making her moistness flow
out of her, feeling the throbbing right on her clit. She moaned aloud,
arching into the sky. Without realizing it, her arms left the bed just long
enough to slip her top off, then returned to their position.

Steven moved to the other breast, the sensations making Donna scream out
loud, tossing her head back and forth. He began stroking the insides of her
thighs, feeling the downy softness there.

His mouth kept moving across her sweet flesh, bringing her higher and
higher. He began moving his fingers up her thighs, ignoring her virginal
protests. "No, please, ahh, my mother said we can't, oh, AAAA!"

Donna gave a cry of surprised sensation when his fingers reached her wet
center. Her hips started rutting up and down to the time on his fingers
between her lips, the soft pajama material growing even more soaked.
Without realizing it, his other hand was reaching about, pulling down her
pajamas until it was down to her thighs. He continued stroking her wet
mound, placing his hands right along her naked crotch. Donna began
breathing heavy, trying to get used to the sensations running through her.
Her blue eyes were wide with passion, her breasts full and throbbing.

Steven gave a short pull, and the panties were all the way off. He began
running his lips along her thighs, his hot breath tickling up to her bald
cunt lips. She could feel him coming closer to her sex, her legs parting
against her will, wanting to feel his tongue right- there!

Steven ran his lips along the length of her vagina, savoring the sweetness
and in the pauses of breath that she made. He slid it right along her clit,
bringing her closer to some form of release from this endless torture. She
was heaving hard now, trying desperately to finish what this strange man
had started.

Steven started working his way back up her body, caressing her navel, then
paying homage to her breasts once more. She was writhing on the bed now,
her virgin desires coming to full tilt.

Donna suddenly noticed that his man above her was naked, his robe
mysteriously disappearing. She looked down, seeing his long, hard cock
coming closer and closer to her center as his lips continued to pleasure
her. It just barely touched her throbbing cunt, running along the wide, fat
furrow. Donna arched into it, gasping with a need that she had never felt
before- not even when she had given David that hand job so long ago. Her
thighs parted before him, wanting this man's maleness to impale her
through.

Yet, he moved past it, the underside of his monstrous spike scraping her
clit. He reached down and attacked her breasts again. Her nipples felt like
they were being covered in liquid fire as his mouth pulled on them, a
warmth spreading from them across her body. She hardly noticed that he was
turning himself around while he did this, until his waist was right next to
her head.

He began tracing his way back down her stomach with his lips, until his hot
breath was again tickling her hairs. The devices reverberation sent a new
wash of pleasure over her, rippling from her pussy lick shockwaves across
her body.

Steven began licking her maiden clit again, feeling her thrust her hips
into his face while lapping at her sweet nectar. He maneuvered his dick
until it was just above her gasping mouth, softly pushing it into her wet,
full lips. Donna started moving her head side to side, trying to avoid his
hard prick from entering her mouth.

"No, please, I've never done that before, please, I ah, n- oompf!" Steven
stuck his tongue deep into Donna's crevice, finding her hymen with the end
of it. Donna lurched forward with the increase of stark lust, slamming
Steven's cock directly into her mouth. The salty, musky flavor of his prick
filled her mouth as his tongue flew across her cunt, opening her petals
with his softness while his hardness invaded her throat. Donna found
herself pushing her head into his waist, taking his massive meat into her.
Oh, god, but this tastes so good, she thought to herself as her cunt gave
another spasm of pleasure. She started sucking harder on the mammoth fuck
tool, as if her efforts might make this sensuous rapist give her the climax
she was shooting for. Her hips were moving like a wet, sloppy piston now as
his tongue fled deeper and deeper into her tight, virgin cunt. She felt his
cock begin to expand inside of her as she felt her muscles tighten-

Without warning, Steven pulled back, watching as her hips kept fucking into
the air from his sudden absence. He saw this blonde beauty cry out in
anguish, her arms kept down to the bed, her nipples enlarged and dark pink,
sticking almost a half inch into the air. Steven smiled to himself, looking
at her engorged pussy lips, red with the blood coursing through them.

"No, why, don't stop," Donna pleaded, looking at him with fuck-me eyes.
Steven smiled wanly, enjoying her torment. He came back to her, suckling at
her breasts again, placing his huge tool right between her legs. He nuzzled
her neck gently, poking her between her wet, slick flesh.

"Here it comes, my dear," he said, pulling back and looking her in the
eyes. Donna's orbs widened in shock as she realized just what was about to
happen to her. "And I don't think that your mother will approve of it."

Donna opened her mouth to protest, and found it filled with her rapists
mouth, attacking her tongue and lips just like his member was beginning to
below. Her wetness lubricated the way for his monster cock to begin
spreading her apart, the tip of his dick resting inside of her. Donna
looked down at his hard penis at her gates, moving a millimeter at a time,
moving just in and out, hardly moving into her. The movements set up
ripples along Donna's already erect clit, magnified again and again as he
kept moving, pushing just a little into her, a little more at a time, now
half of his head inside of her, her wetness running down the length of his
long pole, now the head is inside, moving out until it was almost out, then
back inside of her. Donna didn't notice that the bonds that held her legs
down had disappeared, and that her legs had risen up of her own will and
locked about Steven's buttocks, squeezing tightly, trying to pull him
harder into her. She didn't notice her hands had come loose and were around
her rapist, clawing into his back as her hands pulled him into her, closer
and closer to her virgin barrier. She hardly noticed that she was kissing
him back, kissing him with a maiden's abandonment. All she knew now was the
tightness of herself around this man, the sensations that were racing up
and down her cunt as she brought him further and further into her. She was
humping her hips at him, feeling the slightest resistance from inside of
her, knowing she should stop this man but not wanting to. All she knew was
that she was being fucked, that her body was changing, becoming what it had
been born to do. Her clit buzzed in a fevered pitch from his cock, her
mouth felt like it was on fire from his tongue invading her.

Steven looked down at her, seeing her blue eyes looking back at him. He was
close to coming now, this hot virgin underneath him setting his cock on
fire. He could feel her hymen just at the tip of his penis, ready to be
broken at the slightest motion. Her legs twitched around him, and he
suddenly plunged past it, hearing her cry of passion, turning her from a
girl into a woman, fulfilling the ancient vow of mating that existed since
forever. He sank in to the hilt, his entire length buried in her hot
wetness. Donna's hips were rutting like a wild animal, trying to finish the
mating that her body needed. She needed his cum, she needed it inside of
her womb like a starving person needs food. The two of them began moving
into each other, Steven with the practiced art, Donna as if she had done it
forever, instinct taking over. His entire length slid up into her, then
back down while rubbing her clit with every movement. Donna had never felt
so full in her life, so needful of something. She was getting closer and
closer to that point where everything became pure pleasure all over her
body. Steven's cock began to twitch and expand, the cum boiling in his
balls. Donna pulled at him as hard as she could, pulling him into a secret
area that no other man had touched in her. Her body began to shake with her
intense climax, just as his seed raced from inside of him, spraying the
inside of her body with hot bursts, her womb collecting it hungrily as her
whole body spasmed in intensity, her lips locked around his, her back
arched into the sky. Steven's cum seemed to go on forever, splashing inside
of her, until it ran out of her in a rush. She spasmed again, her cunt
muscles massaging every last drop of him into her, until there was nothing
left to give. Her body collapsed, leaving her without any energy- or Steven
as well. He barely picked up his robe and made it out of the room before
collapsing into a heap, her virgin blood still on his cock.

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Aftermath

What happened afterwards is almost anticlimactic (excuse the pun). All of
the girls reported the incident to the police, of course. With no records
on file for Steven, and because his fingerprints changed every month thanks
to more genetic helping, they had no way to trace him.

Brenda and Kelli both got abortions- Brenda as soon as she got to England
and got the RU86 pill, Kelli after 2 episodes of heart wrenching thought.

Clair, because she wasn't 18 yet, carried the child when her father didn't
give permission for an abortion. Donna dumped Ron, married David, had the
child, which, luckily, didn't inherited her stupidity but instead was a
lovely girl who later invented a biological computer chip, and Donna had
several more children after David sold his first album and became a major
star.

The biggest surprise of all, however, was Valerie. It seemed that being
dominated like that had done something to her, had shown her what a bitch
she had been. She decided to keep the baby, a handsome boy, changed her
life, and became the perfect girl. At the end of her lifetime, they named a
national holiday after her for her selfless deeds and worldwide civil
rights help.

Well, that's everybody then- oh, what happened to Steven?

Well, it seems that California didn't suit him to well. Earthquakes, crime,
it was just to much. So he decided to try his luck in New York city.
Perhaps there, he thought, he could do something different. Perhaps even
make some-

F.R.I.E.N.D.S...

The End

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