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Archive name: another.txt (teen-couples, rp, inc)
Authors name: PervertedFemale (pervertedfemale@hotmail.com)
Story title : Another Day to Remember

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Another Day to Remember (teen-couples, rp, inc)
by PervertedFemale (pervertedfemale@hotmail.com)

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This is part two to A Day to Remember. Read part one in
Directory 23. 

***

I greedily swallowed Alex's cum while locking my eyes to 
his; he loved when I did that. He cupped my face and 
lifted. I stood up and climbed on top of his lap while 
furiously rubbing his cock to full hardness again. Once 
it was sticking straight up, I planted myself on it and 
began to buck wildly.

'Oh fuck yeah Di. My little slut. Fuck me!' he squealed 
as he slapped my ass. 

He leaned forward and sucked one of my nipples into his 
warm mouth, he bit it slightly. That took me over the 
edge. I shook with spasms as I came. 

I got off of his spent rod and sat beside him on the 
couch. Carley and Dillon were still at it on the 
recliner. Alex dipped a finger into my pussy as I wrapped 
my hand around his cock. 

'Hey Diane?' Alex asked.

'Yeah?'

'Remember that day in the backyard?'

Oh God yeah. I wished it to be summer again to relive 
that day, but I knew it wouldn't be soon as I heard the 
winter air howl outside.

'Was that your fantasy?'

'One of them.' The fantasies full-filled that day were 
screwing around with my sister, and getting Alex!

'What do you 'mean one of them?' How many do you have?'

'Well, I've fantasized about so many different things. 
But, some that I really would like to try is being with a 
dog, having sex in a public place, having group sex with 
my friends and strap-ons,' I smiled oddly. 'Also, I've 
fantasized about being raped.'

Dillon stopped his assault on Carley's ass and glared at 
me, 'that's sick!'

'Yeah,' Carley piped in.

I looked down ashamed, tears stinging my eyes. Was it 
really that sick?

'Now come here and suck Carley's pussy.'

I crawled over and inserted my tongue to catch her sweet 
juices. I could feel Alex position himself behind me.

'This might hurt a bit,' he said softly.

I could feel the tip of his dick enter my virgin asshole.

*

'Car, do you really think that me wanting to be raped is 
that sick?' I rolled over in the bed to face her.

'Well, no, but it is kind of weird, don't you think?'

'I don't think it is weird. And it hurt my feelings that 
you would side with Dillon over me.'

'I'm sorry Di.'

She leaned in closer and kissed my lips softly. Her 
tongue parted my lips slightly. Her hand trailed down my 
stomach, and lightly fingered my pussy. I moaned into her 
mouth.

'Really Di, Dillon is an asshole. And really, being raped 
isn't THAT disgusting. There is worse right?'

'Of course.' I smiled evilly as I pulled her closer to 
me.

'But wait,' said Carley. 'Why do you want to be raped so 
bad?'

I thought of my wording for a moment. 'The thought of 
being attacked for sex is just thrilling to me. Being 
forced into a sexual act? It seems so hot!'

'I guess.' She eyed me up and down. 'Fuck me bitch!'

*

I came home late from the gym one night, my instructor 
wanted to give me a private lesson in the shower room, it 
was fun. I walked into the kitchen to find a note 
attached to the fridge. 

'Gone out Di! Chris is gone for the night, Carley is out, 
and your father and I are taking an express flight to 
Florida for business! Be good!'

Home alone and Alex couldn't come over tonight? That was 
disappointing. I grabbed the carton of orange juice out 
on the fridge and unscrewed the cap; I locked my mouth 
over the hole and gulped at the pulpy liquid. I went in 
to the living room to watch some television when I heard 
some glass break in the distance. 

'Hello?!' I called out defiantly. No one answered. 

It was probably my imagination. I picked up the remote in 
time to hear the sound of crunching glass. Fuck this, I 
thought as I went towards the kitchen again. There stood 
a man clothed in all black. Immediately my blood ran 
cold, but then a smirk crossed my face. This man was 
about Alex's height and weight. Was this why he couldn't 
come over tonight? 

'Stop right there bitch,' spoke the man.

I stopped. I wanted to play this out perfect so Alex 
would think that he had out-smarted me. 

'What do you want?' I asked dumbly.

'Uh, you got any money?'

I looked around worriedly. 'No, my daddy has it all, and 
he is out of town.' Of course there was money here. This 
place is a mansion, but Alex was trying so hard that I 
thought that I would play dumb.

'A house this fucking size and you have no money cunt?'

Ooh, Alex was using dirty language. I liked it.

'Please don't hurt me.'

The man lunged for me, I turned like I was going run, but 
still allowed him to catch me. We tumbled to the floor. 
He slapped me across the face. 

'You'll do then,' he said angrily. I had never seen this 
side of Alex before. I was getting so fucking wet. 

'Do for what?'

He slapped me again. I could taste some blood in the 
corner of my mouth. This was turning out phenomenally. 

He grabbed my tits and twisted them. It hurt a lot, but 
Alex was playing a rapist, and I don't think that they 
would be too nice, so, I didn't let the pain bother me. 
He let go of one tit and reached down in between my legs. 
He squeezed my box. 

'Take off your pants cunt.'

I did as I was told. 'Do you want my shirt off too 
mister?'

'Yah, that too.'

I peeled off my shirt, and un-zipped my pants. I reached 
for his zipper too, but he punched me in the face. I was 
just about to tell Alex to quit, but he was playing the 
part so well.

'Did I fucking tell you to un-zip me cunt?'

'No but I thought..'

He slapped me again. 'Don't think bitch!'

He un-zipped his fly, and hot popped a huge cock. I 
couldn't see it very well in the light, but it almost 
looked bigger. Maybe this was arousing Alex more than 
ever too?

He stuck a finger into my twat and felt around. I 
squirmed like I was bothered by this, but really I was so 
fucking turned on. 

He gave no sign that he was going to plunge into me right 
then, but he did. I screamed in surprise. He was fucking 
me rough. It hurt for a few seconds because I wasn't that 
wet then, but as his thrusts got deeper, my pussy got 
wetter. It coated his cock, which helped it slip in and 
out.

'Yeah cunt,' he whispered in my ear. He slapped my left 
cheek and bit into my neck. He wouldn't let go, so I 
started to scream. I think I was too mixed up with 
excitement and terror to actually tell him to stop. This 
was great. Alex was a maniac!

I could feel his cock twitch; he grabbed my tits and 
yanked them hard as he came inside of me. 

'Turn around!'

I looked at him. Alex wouldn't dare rape me in the ass. I 
just had it broken in by him three days ago, and I 
couldn't sit down since! He knew that I didn't like anal 
sex. What was he thinking?

'Turn the fuck around slut!'

He punched my face. The hot stinging brought tears to my 
eyes. I looked up at him, he slapped me twice. I turned 
around. At first this was fun, but now Alex was taking 
this to a totally different level. 

He slapped my ass hard. He slapped the other cheek. I 
lurched over in pain. Alex would be lucky if I ever 
talked to him again after this!

He spread my checks and looked at my puckered asshole. He 
spit on it, and rubbed it roughly. I started crying.

'Shut up whore!' He punched my lower back. I fell flat on 
my stomach. He told me to get up again; I guess I was too 
slow to his likings because he punched me again. 

He thrust right into my ass. I screamed so loudly that I 
thought that the neighbours living almost a mile away 
could have heard me. He fucked in and out of my asshole. 
I could feel it being stretched to the limit. I could 
feel a trickle of blood trail over my skin. Tears stung 
my red-hot flesh. 

'Stop!' I cried. 'Please stop!'

'That'll teach you to keep money in the house you filthy 
whore!'

He slammed into my ass at least fifty more times. I felt 
no pleasure in this. The pain was incredible. I could 
feel his dick twitch in my ass again; he filled it with 
burning out seed. I collapsed on the floor, sobbing.

'Look at me!'

I flipped onto my back too quickly; shooting pains 
traveled my spine from where he had punched me. He looked 
down at me and smiled. Was that a space in between his 
front teeth? No. Must be the shadows. He slapped me again 
in the face, and delivered a punch right in my gut. I 
doubled over in pain. Spittle sputtered from my lips. 

'Thanks a lot cunt.'

And with that he got up and exited the back door. I lay 
on the cool linoleum crying. Sure, my fantasy was to be 
raped, but Alex had gone too far. I finally willed myself 
to get up. My abused body screamed in pain. I went to the 
open door, winter air blowing at my naked flesh.

'I HATE YOU ALEX!' I screamed outside. 'I FUCKING HATE 
YOU!'

I grabbed my clothes and retreated to the shower. My ass 
was raw, and even my crotch was in pain. He had hurt me 
bad. I stayed under the warm spray of water for ten 
minutes, sobbing the whole time. I detached the 
showerhead and spread my legs. The spray on my sore 
vagina was almost unbearable. I felt around: it was 
tender and swollen; this brought on a fresh set of tears. 

I eventually stopped the water and wrapped myself into my 
robe. I climbed the steps to the second floor. I opened 
the door to my room and climbed into bed. I started to 
sleep on my back, but the pain was too great. I flipped 
to sleep on my stomach: worse. I finally ended on my 
side. My face puffy from crying, and my eyes almost too 
swollen to close.

I awoke to hear muffled grunts and groans coming from 
Carley's room. I went down the hall and opened the door.

Carley was sandwiched between Dillon and Dennis. They 
were all sweaty and panting.

'Hey guys,' I said quietly. 

They all stopped. 'Hey Di, wanta join?' asked Dennis.

'No thanks.' There was a knock at the front door. 

'Oh shit!' muttered Dillon. He climbed off of Carley and 
ran for the front door. He swung it open, only a tiny 
pillow shielding his manhood from the chilly winter air.

'What the fuck Dillon! You were supposed to leave this 
door open so I could fucking sneak in!'

'I know dude! I forgot.'

'Cant you stop fucking Carley for ten fucking minutes!'

I climbed down the stairs and looked at the two boys.

'What's the matter?'

Alex looked at me sadly. 'Well, I wanted your rape 
fantasy to come true, so I planned with Dillon to leave 
this door unlocked, but that shit head didn't do it! I'm 
so sorry Di, I really wanted to keep you happy!'

That wasn't Alex who I was just with in the kitchen? My 
body trembled. I felt sick.

He walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my 
waist. I grimaced from the pain. He kissed my lips, and 
then looked at me face.

'What's wrong? Are you hurt? What happened to your face?'

I smiled genuinely. 'I did a major work-out at the gym.'

'What about your face?'

'Oh. This girl challenged me to a boxing match She got my 
face pretty good.'

He hugged me tighter. I almost puked from the pain. 

I looked into the kitchen and saw the broken glass 
sparkling in the darkness. This would just have to be my 
little secret. I would never ever forget this night!

END

If you enjoyed this story, please e-mail me at 
pervertedfemale@hotmail.com. I would love to hear your 
comments, and maybe even ideas so that Diane and Carley
can have more adventures.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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