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Subject: {ASSM} Gramps (Mf Inc NC Rape Rough)
Date: Sat, 19 May 2001 07:10:04 -0400
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Gramps
by Greymead (aka Richard Large)

     Grampa's ugly breath is filling my throat and I can't scream cuz his 
tongue is in my mouth, and I can't get away cuz he's so heavy on top of me 
and he's holding me down.  He has a big hand on my chest, just above my 
titties and I can't hardly breathe.
     Just now I thought he was gonna let me go cuz he shifted his hips offa 
me, but instead he reached with his other hand and tore my dress right down 
the front.
     My pretty dress is all ruint.  What can I tell momma?
     His hand is squirming around at my cunny now.  He's not kissing me any 
more and I started to scream, but he smacked my jaw and tole me to keep 
quiet.  I saw stars, I swear, he hit me that hard.  He tole me I was a 
little slutwhore, sashayin around in my tight dress.  He's pokin at my cunny 
with his big ole gnarly finger.  I don't want him to, he hurts me when he 
does that, but he thinks I like it cuz my cunny gets wet and drools for him.
     I hate it.  I hate him and I hate it and I hate my cunny for drooling 
on him.  I want to kill him one day.
     Now he says I'm ready for him.  He smiles like the devil, just a 
hateful grin like he thinks he knows everything and everything is for him.  
I pull my legs closed, but he grabs my knees and pulls them apart so hard it 
hurts, then he flops down between them so I can't get them together again.
     He's kneelin in between my legs, pushin that ugly white wormy pecker of 
his at my pussy.  He says he likes it when I fight him cuz it makes my cunt 
squeeze him better.  I can feel the knobby head go up inside me, and I 
scream at him to take it out.  He slaps me again.  "Just take it, bitch," he 
tells me.  "Just lie back like the little slutwhore you are and take this 
pecker.  You know you like it, look at all that cunt-slobber, you little 
whore."
     I'm not agonna cry.  I'm gonna kill him one day.  I keep telling myself 
that.  I tell myself so many times I start to think I might be saying it out 
loud.  I don't care if he knows.
     Then I feel it happening.
     Oh, God, don't let it happen, please...
     But God doesn't hear me.  God doesn't listen to slutwhores, and I can 
feel the heat of my hate building inside me, making me cum.  I can feel the 
cum growing up inside me like fire.  I cling to him.  I don't want to, 
honest I don't, but my body wants me to cum and it won't do what I tell it 
to do.  I tell it not to cum, not to do this to me, but it won't stop.  I 
can feel my back arching up.  I can feel my hips moving to meet his.  I can 
feel my cunt aching to swallow his ugly cock inside it.  I can feel the wall 
of heat rise up and fall down on me, squashing me like a bug, and I shudder 
cuz I like it.  I like it and it makes me want to puke.  I hate him and I 
like what happens when he does this.  I hate him for it.  I'm gonna kill 
him.
     I hate the way he grunts and groans on top of me like some kind of 
pasty-white mutant hog rutting, and I hate the way he always stinks so much 
of sour beer and sweat.
     Then he grunts real deep and I feel his jizz dribbling inside me.  He 
rolls off of me.  I curl up with my back to him.  I don't want him to see me 
cry.  I don't want him to see how ugly I am.  I don't want him to see what a 
little slutwhore he's made me into.  I don't want him to see how he's made 
my body into my enemy.

(http://www.geocities.com/greymead)
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