My family owned a grocery and hardware store in a small eastern Kentucky coal mining town in the 1960s. I worked in the store during my high school years, so I knew just about everybody in town.
My family consisted of my father and mother, a sister, Julie who was two years older than I was, and a younger brother Sammy. Because I my speech sounded feminine, I was bullied by some of the men in town. Needless to say, it hurt when they called me queer because I certainly was not.
I spent a lot of time trying to find a way to get revenge. One of the salesmen who visited our store heard the bullying from one of the guys and told me “you should fuck that guy’s wife—that would shut him up.” He told me he would bring me some books the next trip he made to town.
True to his word, he brought some books, mostly porn. One in particular interested me. It told a story of how a young man was bullied by a man in town and how the young man sought revenge. The book gave explicit details of how the young man accomplished this. It went into detail on how to please a woman by eating her pussy and then fucking her. It also included raping the wife and hiding the identity of the young man. The book was full of details of how to fulfill a woman, even in rape. This was the answer I had been looking for. The final chapter, and final insult to the bully, was to impregnate his wife.
To put my plan into action I began a journal to mark when the women in town had their periods. Since I worked in the store, I knew when they would buy sanitary napkins, so I could figure when their fertile periods were—this would be when I would put my plan into action.
A few days later a big miner named Harvey came in the store and yelled “hey fag boy, get me a pouch of tobacco.” I knew then he was going to be first in my plan. His wife, Vivian, was a big woman, about 5’7” and 160 pounds and about 30 years old. I knew I would have go get her while she was asleep and fasten her arms to the bed posts so she could not fight me.
I checked my journal and saw that in two days she would be ovulating. Harvey was working night shift , so it was perfect. In our town, nobody locked their doors, so at about 2 a.m. I sneaked into Vivian’s bedroom. She was snoring, and was sleeping naked on top of the covers. I quickly covered her mouth with tape and tied her arms to the bed as she awoke. She was squirming all over the bed and her body and legs were flailing as I bent over and kissed one of her ample tits. She was making noises through her taped mouth, as I kissed the other tit—then I began to kiss her stomach.
As I moved down her stomach to her belly button, she suddenly went very still. I stuck my tongue in her navel and she arched her belly a little. I then moved down to the top of her unshaved mound. I put my lips on her pussy and blew hot air—she moaned. I kissed the inside of her thigh and she spread her legs. I kissed down her thigh and then started to come back up her thigh, darting my tongue in and out on her thigh. Now she was moving, trying to get her pussy near my tongue. I moved back to her stomach, and kissed her navel again—she was bucking, and trying to get her big frame to move so that her pussy was under my tongue.
I moved back down, and kissed her pussy lips, and then took her clit in my mouth. I sucked it only a few seconds until she came. I then moved back to her tits, and removed the tape from her mouth– she said “I don’t know who you are, but you are fantastic” and I began to kiss her. Then I moved back to her pussy and we got in 69 position and she took my cock in her mouth. I kissed and sucked her clit to another climax, and I was about to unload my cum I moved and straddled her, putting my cock at the mouth of her pussy as we french kissed. She raised her pussy to my cock and I rammed it in and in short order I shot a huge load of cum deep into her soaking pussy—I was a virgin no more.
I removed my cock from her cunt and shoved it Vivian’s mouth until I was hard again—then once again I moved to stick my rod into Harvey’s pussy. This time Vivian was like an animal, raising up to meet my cock as it drove deep into her. The slapping of flesh, especially that of mine on another man’s wife, excited me so that I began to load stream after stream of seed into Vivian.
I fucked Vivian four times that morning, one of the benefits of being a teenager is that your cock renews quickly.
At the end of our session, Vivian was cleaning up and said “I should report you to the sheriff, but if I did report that I was raped, Harvey would leave me. He is so jealous. Another thing, I am sure you have knocked me up as this is my fertile period. I just hope the baby looks like me and not you, whoever you are. And something else, you have got to be a young man, to have fucked me so many times. I must confess, I did enjoy the pussy eating, and being fucked. But please, do not come back as Harvey might find out.”
The next day Vivian came to the store and Mom said to her, “Viv, you look tired. Did Harv work you over this morning?” Vivian smiled at Mom and said I had a wild dream last night. I will tell you about it later.
Vivian had a baby boy nine months later and Harvey was so proud.
The evening shift of miners came into the store to buy some drinks and one of them, Dave, who had a cute little wife named Alisha, said to me, “Hey little queer buddy, when are you going to get a real job in the mines so we can ream your ass hole?” I thought to myself, “o.k. Dave, Alisha is going to get raped before the month is over.”
I checked my journal and found Alisha’s fertile time. Since Dave worked the day shift, this was not going to be as easy as fucking Vivian, but it was going to happen. Monday morning was wash morning in the town, so I told mom I was going fishing. The creek ran behind Dave’s house and I set up my pole there, then sneaked in the front door. I heard Alisha on the phone talking to her sister about how Dave just did not know how to satisfy her. He rarely did any foreplay, just kissed her a few times then began to fuck her whether she was ready or not. This of course excited me even more.
Alisha was in the laundry room off the kitchen as I moved into the kitchen. I had my tape handy, and quickly moved into the laundry room and grabbed her from behind and put the tape over her mouth. Then I grabbed her arms and placed handcuffs, that I had bought last week, on her wrists. I covered her head with a heavy cotton bag after blindfolding her and then picked her up and took her to the bedroom she shared with Dave.
Dave’s wife was about 25 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall, and 100 pounds. She had blond hair and blue eyes and was a pretty girls with 36 c tits, which I immediately uncovered and began to kiss. Aleshia struggled but I would not stop. As with Vivian, I began to kiss her stomach and navel, yet Aleshia resisted. She jumped off the bed and tried to run, but I grabbed her and threw her back on the bed. I saw Dave’s belt racks, so I took two belts and fastened one to each leg and fastened Aleshia spread eagled on the bed.
At this point she was stabliized and I could do as I wished. I removed her shorts and panties and began to blow onto her pussy. She still resisted. Then I put my mouth on her pussy and began to suck her clit. This calmed her down. But she was sobbing as I sucked on clit. I stopped and moved up and kissed her tits again, then went back down to her cunt.
The sobbing continued as I kissed her pussy lips, but stopped as I curled my tongue around her clit. Now Alisha came alive and began to respond. She moved her hips to meet my mouth and tongue and soon she was having an orgasm.
I straddled her, and once again she began to sob and tried to prevent my cock from entering her pussy. But I was not going to be denied. I was at the mouth of her wet pussy, and then I was in. I pushed in and moved in and out—Aleshia did not respond, but sobbed even more. I fucked her harder and as I began to come I could tell she was coming too, but she did not stop crying. She tried desperately to pull away as I shot my cum deep into her cunt, but there was not way I was going to not have my revenge. That morning I fucked her twice more. When I was finished, I took my handcuffs, untied one of the ropes, and ran from the house. Nine months later she did have a baby and as far as I know, she never told anyone she had been raped.
My friend raped four other women and is preparing rough drafts for me to present here.