Heather Brown - The rape girls

"Would you like to have some fun, little girl?" the mayor said smirkingly as he approached Jennifer, licking his fleshy lips.

"Oooooh, I'd love it," she lied in a childish voice, opening her eyes like Little Orphan Annie's.

"What would you like to do?" he said, leaning over her and tickling her under the chin.

"Let's play doctor," she said innocently.

"Au right, little girl," he said, "but I get to be the doctor and you have to be the patient."

"Okay," Jennifer said, "but what does that mean?"

"It means I have to undress you so I can examine you," he said and moved toward her, his pudgy hands reaching out for her body.

Jennifer wanted to scream and run away, kicking the grotesque old man in the balls before she fled, although it was unlikely her foot would have been able to locate his balls, hidden as they were in all that fat. An his clammy hands touched her, she twisted around so that her legs were now out from under her. She put her feet upon the edge of the cushion with her knees up and her thighs apart, the now-white crotch of her cotton panties plainly visible under her red pinafore. The sight of her crotch caused the mayor to grunt like an on as his hand began rubbing up along the wool socks, from her knee to the inside of her thighs. Jennifer couldn't stop from quivering.

"What's the matter, little girl," the mayor slobbered. "Are you afraid of the doctor?"

"It… it's just that I don't know what you're going to do to me," Jennifer said abruptly, then quickly slipped back into character and finished by saying: "Now, please, don't hurt me, Dicky-wicky."

"Only if you're a bad little girl and don't do what the doctor wants," the mayor said solemnly as his hand slid completely up the inside of her thigh and rested against the cotton mesh coveting her pussy. Instantly one of his stubby fingers dipped under the elastic and rubbed over her hairless flesh until it slipped inside Jennifer's cunt.

"My, my," the mayor said, obviously pleased. "You are a young thing, aren't you. You don't have a single hair on your cookie. That makes your doctor very happy."

Now his sweaty hand was under the fabric of the panties, exploring her cunt. The pressure of his probing hand was so intense that Jennifer had no alternative but to spread her legs further apart as he placed his palm flush against her pussy.

Despite her aversion to him, there was no way Jennifer could physically ignore the sensation in her cunt. She felt her pussy muscles contracting and a wetness seeped from her cunt.

The mayor obviously was aware of the physical sensations taking place between Jennifer's legs. After a few moments of intense rubbing, he removed his hand from her pussy and brought it to his face, sniffing like a dog at the sticky scent his fingers and then running his tongue over Jennifer's musky discharge and moaning, "Mmmmmm," as he rolled his eyes around in their pouches of fat.

Jennifer forced herself to murmur, "Am I being a good girl, doctor?"

"Yes, yes, you are, sweetie," he said, still savoring the scent and moisture of her pussy. "But I'm afraid I'm going to have to do more. Maybe, heh, heh, operate."

"Ooooh," she said, wide-eyed. "You're not going to hurt me are you?"

"Of course not, child," he said. "Now I want you to take off your underpants so I can get a good took between your legs."

Trying to conceal her reluctance, Jennifer reached down and rolled the cotton panties down her hips and legs, kicking them off over the buckles of her Mary Janes onto the floor, exposing her hairless pussy to the mayor's gaze. The thrill of seeing her cunt overwhelmed him with excitement as he began drooling.

Jennifer closed her eyes and winced as the mayor dropped his bull-like head between her thighs and mashed his pulpy face against her cunt. The sensitive skin, unprotected by any hair, took the full brunt of his sweaty skin and slobbering mouth. His tongue began lashing sloppily into the gash of her cunt, darting past her cuntlips into the interior, sliding sideways and then up and down inside her pussy. He located Jennifer's clitoris and pushed his tongue against it, alternately probing and sucking, as Jennifer began rolling her pelvis around in his face.

Jennifer was able to stop herself as the mayor increased his sucking on her clit. Her ass was rolling uncontrollably around in his face, and when she felt his drooling mouth increase the suction on her clitoris and hold it for almost a minute, she went into a frenzied spasm, her body shaking and her legs stiffening.

Suddenly she felt an incredible tautness of her flesh. As she rammed her throbbing pussy against the mayor's face, she realized that the tautness was in her bladder, that she was going to have to pinto relieve the excruciating pressure.

She raised herself up and started to piss, letting go tentatively at first, and then totally losing control of her sphincter muscle. The mayor could feel the liquid oozing out and he opened his mouth wide to swallow the shimmering yellow stream that cascaded from Jennifer's cunt. She shivered at first in apprehension, fearful of how he would take it, but by the way he compulsively slurped in the onslaught of the torrent of piss and swallowed every drop, it was obvious that he loved it.

How much the mayor loved the sort of thing that had just happened was emphasized seconds after he had finished savoring the last drop of Jennifer's piss. Without warning he plunged one, then two fingers up her puckering asshole and began rotating them vigorously all the way up her rectal canal into her bowels. Christ, Jennifer thought, a cold sweat enveloping her body, he wants me to shit on him!

Mayor Staley probed deeper and deeper into her ass, his fingertips actually pressing against the elastic walls of her lower colon as he attempted to unloosen the shit contained there. Jennifer had no choice – the mayor's skill at stimulating her asshole being as great as a trained proctologist's.

She could feel a mass of skit at the bottom of her colon, inundating the mayor's stubby fingers in its fetid warmth. As he felt the skit pulsing for release, his two fingers widened the opening of her anal canal so the shit could come hurtling down her rectal passage, exploding from her asshole.

Suddenly, Jennifer could contain herself no longer. As she felt the shit leave her bowels, the mayor quickly slid his fingers down her ass and pulled them out, making a popping noise as they sprung free from her asshole. The shit came barreling out, hurtling furiously, building up momentum.

Three turds popped out of her asshole one right after another. Jennifer could feel her cunt tighten maddeningly the second the shit had been released, and then her pussy discharged a gooey secretion that spilled out of her cunt down to her ass and soaked her inner thighs.

The mayor looked greedily at the shit that Jennifer had deposited on the couch and floor and then shifted his gaze to her cunt and inner thighs. With such an unexpected and violent bowel movement, shit naturally clung in pieces to the ridges of Jennifer's throbbing asshole, mingling sloppily with the oozing liquid spilling out of her heaving cunt. Mayor Staley thrust his head between her legs and placed his hands under her buttocks, clutching her asscheeks as hard as he could so he could tam her shitty, sticky crotch into his beet-red face.

Jennifer could feel his tongue greedily lapping up every trace of shit and pussy juice, and heard his knees squishing in the turds that had fallen to the floor.

It was a sensation Jennifer had never experienced as the mayor's tongue shot into her asshole, reaming the inside of it for the last vestiges of hot, sticky shit. When he was finally finished, he lifted his head and smiled at her, a brown ring showing around his mouth.

If all of this was just the preliminaries, Jennifer wondered what could be next. She soon found out as the mayor stood up, and, panting and sweating like he was about ready to have a heart attack, tore off his clothing and stood naked before her, his huge mounds of ugly fat drooping and billowing all over his body.