I was going to get laid. I shrugged off my coat and kicked my boots off, all while staring at the hairy muff in front of me. It dawned on the woman that she was about to be raped and was looking at me, but it wasn’t with fear. Instead she remained quiet with a look of…expectation. I didn’t really care though. I pulled my pants and underwear off to let my young cock spring out in front of me. I wasn’t big, only six inches or so at the time, but I thought it was a decent size.
I climbed onto the bed between the woman’s large thighs. I had never even touched a girl before, much less fucked one. I mean, I knew the basics but I was still curious. Reaching between her legs I probed past the hairy bush to touch her pussy. I was surprised to find that she was wet, which I knew was a sign of excitement. I looked up at her in surprise and I could tell from her expression that she wasn’t in fear but was breathing heavy. Our eyes met and she nodded, giving me permission to fuck her. Not wanting to wait anymore I got on my knees and inched closer to her. Reaching down I spread her hairy cunt so that I could position the tip of my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I held my breath as the warm wetness of her glory hole engulfed my virgin cock. I easily slid into her depths until my balls rested against her ass. Our pubic hair intertwined in a mesh. The feeling was wonderful. She wasn’t as tight or hard to get into as I had imagined, but then I realized she was an older woman. I ran my cock out and pushed in a few more times. While the feeling of her hot cunt was exciting it wasn’t the grip that I had come to expect. I could only hope that the next time I had sex it would be with a younger woman with a tighter cunt.
Wait! What was I thinking? Tied up in the basement was a young girl. She couldn’t be much more than eighteen or nineteen. I pulled out of the woman who looked disappointed and confused. Gathering my clothes I headed back down the hall and made my way downstairs.
I padded down the stairs slowly in case the girl had escaped or was trying to hide, but she was curled up in the fetal position softly crying. I put my clothes on top of barrel and looked at her. She was blonde and very thin, with a plain face that was neither pretty nor ugly. She looked at me in fear. She would not take it as easily as her mother. Why shouldn’t she be afraid though? There I was, just under six feet, thin but with sinewy muscle and my erect cock slick with her mother’s pussy juice on it. I took my knife from my pants and walked over to the girl.
“Just, don’t struggle. It will be over soon. I didn’t hurt your mother…in fact, she kinda liked it,” I told the girl. She squirmed and tried to scream in reply.
I rolled the girl onto her back, suddenly in a fury to get my cock inside her. Using my knife I cut the front of her shirt open. Her tits were small, almost non-existent, so I didn’t spend any time on them. Instead I unbuttoned her pants and roughly yanked them down. Her white panties were pulled down with her pants to reveal her fur covered pussy. Unlike her mother I could see her outer pussy lips through the light covered muff. I spread the girls legs apart at the knees and climbed on top of her. I tried to spread her pussy lips apart to insert my cock like I did with her mother, but she was too tight and not willingly wet. Plus she was rocking back and forth struggling against my weight. I was at a loss of what to do. Looking around in desperation I saw a bottle of cooking oil and a plan formed.
I got up from her and crossed to over her father who lay unmoving on the ground where I shot him. Curiously I picked up the blue cloth which he had had and looked them over. It was a pair of blue satin bikini style panties that were too small to be his wife’s. Suddenly I chuckled. The old pervert was down here jacking off with a pair of his daughter’s panties. Taking both back to the girl I tossed them to her and explained how daddy was pumping his cock with his girls underwear. Next, I opened the bottle of oil and resumed my position on top of her legs. She continued to struggle but was no match for my weight on her. I poured the entire bottle on her pussy. It matted her young bush down and flowed onto the floor. Her pussy lips were even more visible now.
Once again I positioned the tip of my cock along the base of her slit. This time I was able to split her outer pussy lips and slide into her. It took another minute of small stroked in and out to lube her up so that I could slip all the way into her canal. She was so much tighter and hotter than her mom. She wasn’t as wet, but the oil was seeping in and helping smooth the strokes. I started slowly, allowing the oil to coat my cock and her pussy. Finally I was too horny and began a rapid succession of hard slams into her pussy. My balls slapped against her ass and there was a wet slurping sound between us. My cock would stretch her pussy lips out before I buried myself into her again. She grunted with pain and despair with each thrust which only made the scene even hotter. After only a minute or two I felt the need to cum overwhelm my system. I rammed as deep in her as I could before my balls exploded in the best orgasm of my young life. My balls tightened and my cock twitched as I unloaded my hot seed deep in her womb. She was reduced to tears as my semen flooded her pussy, but I didn’t care. My cock seemed to spasm forever and I when I pulled free from her, cum mixed with oil was leaking from her snatch.
I stood and had mixed emotions about what I’d just done. I was satisfied, that was for sure, but a little guilty about raping the two women. A noise on the street drew my attention and I knew it was time to go. I picked up the blue panties from the ground and used them to clean my slippery cock before tossing them back on the girl. Her eyes burned with hatred through her tears and I was glad I’d raped her.
I dressed quickly and made a last check of everything. I had the gun, all my things and a bag of food. I crossed to the entry point and once again crawled through the wooden boards. It was still dark outside and everything remained still. I didn’t want to risk being the lone person about so I huddled there by the steps hidden by garbage cans. If the girl or her mother sounded an alarm I could be off quickly. Once again I slept.
I awoke a little time later. I may have slept for an hour or two at the most. The sun was just starting to lighten the sky and the early risers were out on the street. I tucked away all of the things I had and waited patiently for a group of men to pass. When they did I crept out of my hiding spot and walking a few steps behind them so it might appear that I belonged with their group. I followed them for a block before turning south and made my way along the long trek that I took the day before.
No one was hanging around outside as I approached the Lieutenants office this time. I was grateful to avoid a conflict, but part of me was disappointed that I wouldn’t get the chance to shoot the guy who messed me with the yesterday. I went up to the store and found the front door locked. I was about to knock when I heard a chain rattling from inside. The gray haired man who saved me yesterday pulled me inside.