J. Watson: Sally_s rape cure

"I want to leave now," Sally said.

Bill stared at her in surprise.

"Sure," he said.

Sally felt him watching her as they walked out to the car. She knew he was wondering what was wrong. How could she explain to him what had happened? How could she tell him that she had been raped?

Then she realized that it hadn't really been rape. It had started out that way but then she had enjoyed it too much. She hadn't screamed or fought him. Nobody would ever believe that it was rape.

No, Sally decided. She couldn't cry rape.

She got into the car beside Bill and found herself looking down at his crotch. The truth was she'd been thinking about Bill's cock all during the dance. A few times she had pressed herself against him and felt his growing stiffness. She had never before thought of a boy that way, but she hadn't been the same since Duke had fucked her. She hated to admit it, even to herself, but she had loved the feeling of his hard cock going into her.

"Are you feeling okay?" Bill asked her. "Do you want to go home or something?"

"No," Sally said. "Let's just ride for a while. The fresh air will do me good."

He did drive around for a while before he suggested that they go somewhere and park. He asked, though he wasn't really serious. He didn't figure Sally was in any mood to park. But, to his surprise, Sally agreed to his suggestion.

This time he drove up to the peak and parked so that they could look down and see the lights of the city. Bill put his arm around Sally figuring that she would push him away. Instead she snuggled up against his chest. He could feel one of her firm tits rubbing against his arm.

Bill decided he would try and kiss her. He had nothing to lose. She hadn't acted really mad about his leaving her so he might as well take every chance he could.

He pressed his lips against hers and she didn't pull away. He pushed his tongue against her lips and found her opening her mouth to admit him.

Damn, he thought. Sally must really be feeling had to allow him this kind of liberty. He wasn't going to argue with her. He hoped she felt bad enough to allow him to do other stuff. He pushed his tongue again into her mouth and fondled hers excitedly. He pushed his tongue all the way into her throat. Still, she didn't pull away.

He could feel an aching in his balls. God, if only he could get Sally to take her clothes off. He could get her warmed up in a hurry. He knew that was an impossible dream but he decided to go as far with her as she'd allow.

Sally felt his hand pressing against her knee. He hadn't gone under her gown, he was simply pressing her knee through the folds of material. He didn't have the style that Duke had shown. But then Duke was a man who knew exactly how to warm a girl up.

Then Bill took a real chance and he pressed his hand against her titty. She didn't protest as he started squeezing her gently. He felt her nipple getting hard.

Her willingness made him bolder and he let his right hand go down her leg and underneath her gown. He slowly moved his hand upward until he was pressing her bare knee once more.

Then he moved his hand higher until he was touching the warm flesh of her thigh. Any moment he expected her to stop him. He moved his fingers closer to her pussy. Then he was touching her pussy. He couldn't believe it. He was actually touching Sally's pussy. Sally, who had never before even let him near her leg. He had never thought this would happen unless he married her.

Damn, Bill thought. Maybe he could get her undressed. She seemed to go along with everything he was doing. She seemed to be actually enjoying it. Maybe he could get his hand behind her back to those buttons on her gown.

He hardly dared to breathe as he touched the top button on her gown. He fumbled with it a moment before he could get it undone. He stopped. Was she going to stop him now? She didn't say anything. He hesitated only a moment longer before he undid the rest of the buttons on her gown.

His heart was pounding as he got the last button undone. Now came the tricky part. He had to lift her arms to pull the gown away from her shoulders. He was surprised when she actually raised up to help him.

He pulled the yellow gown down to her waist.

He looked down at her beautiful titties bursting out of the small bra. Nobody would ever believe this was happening. Everyone would call him a liar if he said it. He couldn't believe it himself.

He had to get that bra off. He had to see what she would look like with those creamy mountains staring him in the face. What would her nipples look like? Would she stop him now that he was so close?

She made no attempt to stop him as he reached behind her back and unsnapped the bra. He knew he should do it slowly but he was too impatient to feast his eyes on her beauties. He almost jerked the bra in half pulling it away from her body.

"Damn!" he exclaimed.

She was as beautiful as he'd imagined. He had beat off many times in his bed at night thinking about what her naked tits would look like. Now he was really seeing them and his mouth was watering for a taste.

He kept rubbing her pussy as he bent down and tasted her creamy flesh. She moaned softly and her hand caressed his head. He didn't believe it. Old cold Sally was actually getting turned on. He opened his mouth and sucked in her nipple. He teased it with his tongue. She tasted wonderful.

Bill's hot cock ached in his trousers and he needed her pussy. He got his fingers underneath her panties and he started fingering her cunt. He was terrified that any moment Sally was going to start screaming rape – and it would be rape because he couldn't stop.

He didn't know that he had nothing to be afraid of. Sally was hot and she had no intention of stopping Bill. She was so damned hot that it seemed like her clothes were confining her. She was glad to get her titties free. She only wished he'd hurry and take off her panties and pull her gown up to her waist as Duke had done.

Sally knew that she was going to get fucked for the second time that night. She didn't care. She wanted it to happen. She wanted Bill's cock as badly as she had wanted Duke's cock.

Sally allowed her hand to brush his thigh. He jumped nervously. She let her hand get farther down his leg and then she quickly gasped the rod between his legs.

She felt Bill gasp as her fingers touched him. She rubbed his cock the way Duke had showed her. Bill started squirming in the seat. She could feel his cock stiffening. She felt one of his fingers slip into her pussy.

"Damn," he said. "Sally you don't know what you're doing to me."

She knew exactly what she was doing. She tugged at his zipper until she had it down. She reached inside his trousers and rubbed his hot shaft. She had to fumble with his shorts but she was finally able to pull his long rod through his trousers. She examined his long cock with her fingers.

Bill was really getting impatient. Now he was pulling down her panties. She decided that she wouldn't leave the gown bunched around her waist as she'd done with Duke. She wanted them both to be entirely naked.

She pushed him away and he looked at her with a hurt and angry expression. He thought she was stopping him. She soon put his mind to rest as she tugged the gown off.

She didn't feel ashamed as his eyes feasted on her. Duke had taken all her shame away. Now all she felt was a hot pride at being so beautiful.

"Now you," Sally said.

Quickly Bill started tearing off his clothes. He didn't have as nice a body as Duke. His muscles weren't as well developed and he had very little body hair. Still his cock was stiff and hard and Sally knew it would fill her up.

She could see a little spot of white on the tip of his cock and she hoped it wouldn't make him so impatient that he would come too soon.