A literotic sexstories: Dawn's Gang Rape by Big Diaz ,
Her name was Dawn. She sort of was a girlfriend, but really she was just a whore. I had been fucking her for two and a half years right under her husband’s nose. I had gotten her to do so many things she never did with him – sucking my cock any way I wanted, fucking lots of crazy places, and best of all, fucking her in the ass. But tonight, she was – one way or the other – going to fuck like she never had before.
Dawn was the ultimate whore. She actually had been my girlfriend a while before she got married. I strung her along, acting like I would marry her someday, when all I really wanted was a piece of ass. I couldn’t believe it when she came back to me years later, not only because she had to know I didn’t give a shit about her, but also how she had changed.
When I had been fucking her the first time, she was five feet flat and weighed just over a hundred pounds. She had really long brown hair and these cute little 34B tits. She wore these really frumpy clothes that didn’t show her off well and made her look like she was about 12.
But now, while she was still tiny, she had blonde hair, if a little shorter. She wore a lot better clothes – sometimes really slutty stuff, which she hated but I secretly loved. Best of all, she had gotten her tits pumped up to DD-cups, which were A LOT OF FUN to play with.
Like I said, I had been fucking her for a long time and her husband didn’t have a clue. He spent some nights out of town, but a lot of the time she would come to my apartment on her way home from work to get fucked. It seemed pretty obvious to me, but she was getting away with it, so what the hell?
It was really amazing to me when I got her to fuck another girl. The stupid whore actually believed it when I told her that licking another whore’s slit didn’t make her a lesbian. Of course it does, but it convinced her to do it for me. What I really wanted her to do was get me in on the action, so I could fuck both of them and watch her be a lesbian, but that never seemed to work out.
She never got it that it was all about the power to make her do things, like take my cock up her ass balls deep. I didn’t give a damn about her – what I wanted was to use her and humiliate her as deeply as I could. She was a fucktoy, nothing more. She thought she loved me, but I didn’t. Funny thing was, I really think her husband did love her, even if he had a strange way of showing it. It didn’t matter to me – I was the one who got to fuck her any way I wanted.
We had been fucking for over two years when I decided that it was time to make her be a real whore. She had fucked me almost every possible way I could think of. When we started, she wanted me to use a condom. But after a while, she took me bareback without complaint. I could get her to do anything I wanted.
What I wanted to do was see if she would fuck other guys, ones that she didn’t know, just because I told her to. I was betting that she would, but she might need some persuading. That could be a problem, because I wasn’t really sure what she would do if she realized what was happening, and I couldn’t have guys over, expecting to fuck her, only to have her back out.
So, I decided that Dawn wouldn’t be allowed to back out. Once she was in my apartment, she was going to fuck all of us, no matter what. The way I figured it, the worst thing that could happen was she hated me and never wanted to see me again. I knew there was no way she would go to the cops and scream rape. If she did that, she had to know that her fucking around with me would come out. She had already told me that her husband was a real ass that would take everything she had from her if he found out, and she had a mountain of student loan debt, so she had to stay with him.
Plus, I was betting she would come back anyway. Like I said, she hated his ass. She had talked about ending it with me a few times, and even took some time off once, but she always came back. I knew Dawn, being such a stupid whore, needed fucked and humiliated the way I did it. She would do things for me she wouldn’t dream of with her husband. She thought I was good to her, even though she humiliated herself freely for me far worse than anything he ever did with her.
Actually, I thought what he did was actually pretty good for her. He dressed her in nice clothes, and wanted her to look hot. The boob job was good, although she really should have gotten them bigger. I would have loved to have seen her with 600cc’s in her. That would have given her F-Cups. But she played with me, not him. She always said he would never get to do the things we did, especially fucking her ass. That was mine.
So, I put together a really good plan to have Dawn gang raped. First, we needed all night. The quickies we would get after work would not do. Of course, he went out of town a lot, so I knew if I was careful, I could get her to my place all night. Next, I had to be careful how many guys she saw at first. I figured she would be all right with two besides me. She wouldn’t understand that they would just be the first group.
Sure enough, a few weeks later she told me that her husband was going to Washington and would be gone for one night. I made my calls to the rest of the gang, and got it set up.
He always called her right before they went to bed. I guess he thought that would keep her home. Wrong. The moment they hung up around 10:30, she was in her little Honda and on her way to my place. I had everything set, waiting on her to arrive. Mike and John were sitting in the front room, where she could see them once she was all the way in the apartment. Everybody else was at a bar a block or so away, waiting on my call to come on.
When we heard her coming up the steps, I went over to the door so I could open it for her. It was winter, and so she was bundled up a little bit. I deliberately had the apartment a little warm – no sense for us all to be cold later! But what I really wanted to do was distract her long enough to get the door closed and locked before she saw the other guys. Once that door was locked, she was going to fuck, one way or the other.
It went down exactly as I planned. When I opened the door, she looked at me, not around the room. I gave her a little kiss, and then quickly slammed the door and locked it. She seemed to jump just a little bit at that, but it was nothing compared to what was about to happen.
As she turned around, she caught sight of Mike and John sitting there with grins on their faces. Her face cooled off quickly, and looked just a little frightened, like she had been caught doing something she knew was wrong, before asking me, “What are they doing here?” My answer scared her. “Well, they are here to fuck you.”
I knew her well. Dawn was about to blow up. Before she could get started, I got right in her face. “Shut up and get naked.” She just stopped, not knowing what to say or do. I knew right there that we had her. The stupid whore would do whatever I told her.
There was a few moments of silence, like she was trying to decide what to do, and then she started to move. She unzipped her parka and slid out of it. Underneath was a black sweater with a fur collar and jeans, but she had worn her six inch high black heels. She knew I loved to fuck her in the heels – it was so porn like. When her hands dropped to the bottom of her sweater, I knew we had her. Looking right into her eyes, I told her, “That’s a good girl.”
We watched a she slid her hands under it and then slowly pulled the sweater off over her head. It caught for a moment on the bottom of her tits, then snapped up and over them. Mike’s eyes were locked on her massive rack. I knew what he was going to do to it, and her, soon.
Dawn stepped out of her shoes, then unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. I couldn’t resist. “Put the heels back on. We’re going to fuck you in your heels.” She stopped and stared at me, but still didn’t say a word. Bent over at the waist, she looked up at me as she slid the heels back onto her feet. I could see she was terrified, and she didn’t even know half of what was going to happen to her.
She still had on her bra and thong. I didn’t want her to get any ideas she was getting out of this, so I said, “The rest of it too.” Her hands came up behind her back and opened the clip. The shoulder straps came down, and the bra fell to the floor. Her body was obviously betraying her, because her nipples were rock hard, standing up. Never taking her eyes off mine, she slid her hands down her sides, dropping her thong. Finally, she was nude before us.
I couldn’t believe my luck. Her cunt was as smooth as a newborn baby’s. She obviously had shaved very closely, and probably waxed, right before she came here. She knew I liked that, and obviously decided to give me a treat. She had no idea.
Stepping behind her, I put my hands on her shoulders, pressing her down. She resisted until I said, “Down on your knees.” Down she went, now starting to shake with fear. I nodded at Mike, who stood up and walked to stand right in front of her. His hard-on was obvious through his pants.
I took a moment to look at her. There she was, down on her knees, naked, with six inch heels on her feet, hands at her sides, helpless before us. I noticed that hanging down between her huge tits was one of those three diamond necklaces her husband had given her. She had her rings on too. She had to have realized by now that she was naked and all the guys were dressed. It was obvious what a whore she was. Dawn finally looked up at me, and opened her mouth, “Please…” I cut her right off. “Shut up and suck him off.”
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