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From: Inner Strength <silently_angry@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} The Sale, Part 2 {MMf, rape, exh}
Date: Fri, 27 Jun 2003 15:10:07 -0400
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WARNING!  This file contains sexually explicit
material. If you are underage, or do not wish to read,
you have been warned.

This work is copyrighted to the author (C) 2003.  Please
don't remove the author information or make any
changes
to this story.

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A sweet Asian girl goes off with an American man to be
his wife. It turns out he wasn't as nice as he seemed.

MMf, rape, exh

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             The Sale, Part 2
             by InnerStrength

I stroke my hand down your smooth, brown back. I am
sitting sideways, against the car door, with my dick
pulled out through my pants. You are bent over, with
you head inches over my lap, and your ass against the
other door.

Your dark hair is everywhere. It goes down your back,
and it falls on either side of your head, making a
tent
around my cock. Some actually touches, getting sticky
from your own saliva.

You are still wearing your white panties.

"Rick, fifty bucks says she has hair."

"No way. You're on. That'll be smooth and tight, just
the way the guys like 'em."

"How can you tell with these girls? Look at her
tits. She is all woman. Let's see."

My hand reaches down to your ass, and I grab one cheek
through the panties. I can feel you tense up a bit. I
wish I knew what you were feeling. Are you hoping I
will be happy with just a little kiss? I reach down
between your legs, from behind, and run a finger over
your little, covered slit.

"Sit up."

You don't move, so I pull you up by the shoulders. Now
you are sitting completely against the other door,
three or four feet from me. You must know what I want,
but you aren't helping. That's OK. I can play Barbies
if you want.

I grab your hips and pull them toward me, and then
push
your shoulders down so you are lying on your back
across the seat. You are a tough one, just lying
passively, barely crying. I wonder if I can change
that.

I hook my thumbs around the sides of your panties.

"Ready to lose fifty bucks?"

I start pulling down. I get a few inches but you push
you hips into the seat.

"No."

So you know at least two words. I pull back my right
hand and slap you full in the face. You let out a
little cry of shock that mixes with the sound of the
smack. This time, I put my hands underneath on your
ass, hooked around the panties, so I can raise you as
I
pull down. It is a little awkward, so I can only get
them over your bottom. You can feel the cool leather
of
the seat, but you are still covered in front.

Time for the moment of truth.

I reach back around to the sides and pull down.

"God dammit. You win."

Your panties are around your thighs, and your pussy is
starting at me. You have the sweetest black hair. It
isn't very thick, and it barely covers the prize.

"Well, I guess there are worse ways to lose fifty
bucks."

"Maybe you can get it back in trade."

I pull the panties the rest of the way off, and move
one of your legs to the other side of my body. Now you
are lying across the seat naked, with your legs on
either side of me. You are very stiff. Every muscle
seems to be tense, bracing for what is coming. Your
head is turned to the side so you don't have to look
at
me.

You jump a little as I put my palm on your pussy.
After
I rub back and forth a little, I reach under, lift
your
bottom and put the panties under it.

"I think she's a virgin. Do we have anything I can pop
the cherry with?"

"Isn't it usually done with a dick?"

"We have a long ride ahead of us. I don't want to get
too dirty."

"How about a beer bottle?"

"Perfect. Hand it here."

I put the tip of the bottle to your pussy, and you
start sobbing. I push the neck in. I can see inside
your cunt from the bottle, but not very well through
the brown glass. Your blood starts to leak out.

"How long does this stuff usually last?"

"How should I know? I never get the cherries."

I spend a few minutes working the bottle in and
out. Your blood is leaking onto your panties.

"That should do it."

I toss the bottle away, then grab your panties and
wipe
your pussy as clean as I can get it. You are shaking a
little. Then the panties go out the window.

My turn. I raise up, and pull my pants down to my
knees. I see you sneak a glance at me, but you turn
your head as soon as you see me looking. I put my dick
back through the hole, and pull my underwear down. I
am
ready for you.

"Ready, honey?"

Thank god for the little blood left. You are too
scared
to get wet, and I don't have any lube. But I am rock
hard. I put my dick at the edge of your cunt, and you
start trembling. I slowly push the head in, spreading
your lips apart. Then when I am set, I push all the
way
in in one thrust.

You gasp, and the tears are streaming out of your
eyes. I feel your shaking through my dick. It is like
being attached to a vibrator. I love this.

I pump back and forth, and your body starts to betray
you. You start getting a little wet, and your juice is
coating my dick. You are going to be a good one. I
think I might have a new favorite.

But I've been too easy on you.

"We promised your parents a chaperon. Ready to meet
him?"

I pull out, and you relax, but I still haven't come.

I pick you up, and move you around, so your back is
toward me and you are facing the front seat, where
Rick
is. I love your young, round ass, and I love seeing
your tits hanging down. Rick reaches out and starts
pinching and rolling one of your nipples.

"You'd better let me go first. We don't want any
biting
accidents, do we?"

My dick is hard from all the teasing, and it is wet
with your blood and your juice. The smell is reaching
my nose and getting me even more excited. I love the
smell of sex.

I position my dick at your asshole, and you tense
up. It doesn't bother me. As hard as I am, I don't
need
cooperation. I start pushing in, and feel you clench
against me. I don't even have the head in yet. But I
keep pushing.

Now the head it in, and it isn't so easy for you to
fight it. For what seems like ten minutes, I push in
an
inch, and pull out half an inch. The whole time, Rick
is groping you.

Finally, I am all the way in. My balls are up against
your cunt, and my dick is all the way up your ass. It
is good.

"Ready to go, Rick?"

"Here it comes."

He drops his pants. He wasn't wearing underwear, and
watching us has gotten him hot. He moves his dick to
your mouth. You are a fast learner. You repeat what
you
did to me, kissing the head, then licking all around
from the base back up to the head.

Then he puts the head to your mouth, and you kiss. It
isn't what he wants, and he pushes the head into your
mouth. Rick isn't as gentle as I am. Now we both start
pumping into you. I am in your ass, and he is in your
mouth, but only a few inches.

"You mind if I work it a little more?"

"Go ahead. I'm in."

Then Rick grabs the back of your head and rams his
dick
all the way down your throat. You think you are going
to die. As you are choking, you feel my dick pumping
in
and out of your ass. Then he pulls almost all the way
out, and slams back into you, never letting go of your
head.

Every time he pulls out, you gasp for any air you can
get, and then he forces his way back down your
throat. One time, as he invades you, you feel me
trembling behind you as I fill your ass with my
come. Even as Rick is fucking your mouth, I grow soft
and drop out of your ass.

"Want the cunt? I'm done."

"No thanks. This is good for me."

You try to pretend you aren't there, but your mind
won't let you escape. You feel the come leaking out of
your ass, and you feel Rick's dick gagging you. You
can't escape. Finally, he comes, pouring his seed down
your throat. It doesn't even matter any more.

As he relaxes and eases off, he pulls his dick out of
your mouth. You start to back away, and when you see
that we don't stop you, you open the door and run out
into the trees. You are trying to wipe yourself clean
with leaves, and you are crying, but we can still see
you through the trees. After a few minutes, you stop
trying to clean your self, and just collapse onto the
ground, sobbing.

It is time to go. I walk out to get you, and grab your
arm. I pull you up. Your other hand goes to cover your
pussy as I walk you back to the car. I put you in the
back seat, and this time I sit with you.

We still haven't given you anything to wear. You keep
one hand over your pussy, and put the other arm across
both tits. The car starts.

It is time to go home.


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