The thing about the Rapeathor is they aren’t really bad unless you’re the enemy or there are more than one woman around. They see or smell two or more women, they’re a completely different beast, and when I say beast, I mean unstoppable, insatiable, uncontrollable “fucks with a vengeance” type beast.

They were created by the government for special assignments, but word has it that a rogue agent reprogrammed their DNA. Now they have an insatiable lust for sex that cannot be controlled. Only death or their own satisfaction seems to complete their lust for the itch of a bitch.

Their original purpose was to accompany military personnel in top level, high security detail and eliminate obstacles and enemies. They were programmed to help men, specifically, with deep undercover espionage detail.

Supposedly, there were only 20 Rapeathors created. I’ve counted at least 15 of these creatures just in my home town, always at night. They’re around 12 - 15’ tall, they walk semi-upright on two legs, and they have 4 arms. Two arms are located just below their footlong neck out to the sides, like any normal human. Then they have two more long arms that stick out the sides of their hips. They are able to scratch the top of their heads with any of their 9 fingers on any hand. They have two huge natural titties and areolas that are almost black with bright pink nipples that protrude out one full inch when they are aroused. They’re as strong as a gorilla, extremely ugly with three eyes, two in front and one in back, and their skin is rough and scaly. These creatures have one feature that some women can’t seem to refuse. They have 2 cocks that are 16” when limp and 3” in circumference and look like an elephant’s trunk. When they fuck - it’s like getting fucked with a jackhammer. They’re able to use both dicks at the same rate of speed simultaneously, or they can alternate each dick at will. I’ve seen them in action and it’s brutal. The longest I’ve ever seen any woman last was about a minute before they hyperventilate and pass out. They’re only dangerous when there are two or more women in the same general area...

The Gazebo

There’s this woman I’ve seen sometimes on my way into work in the mornings. I called her Jig. I called her Jig because I see her walking and she always wears shorts and a tee shirt that says “WET” in bold letters on the front and back. Her shirt is always tucked into her shorts and she never ever wears a bra. Most women, when they’re out for a walk, at least wear a sports bra, but not Jig. Her tits are just bouncing as pretty as you please every fucking time I see them, err her.

I live in a military town, sort of, but I don’t get the impression that she’s military, per se’. It’s possible that she’s dating someone in the military or with someone, but the military personnel around here are always busy training somewhere on base. We rarely see them, or their “experiments” out in public, although I’ve seen both, unofficially. I’ll get to that.

My girlfriend, Ceri - pronounced “Cherry”, and I enjoy a good threesome, from time to time, and one night we were in our favorite “hole in the wall bar” having a drink. I noticed this brunette sitting alone at the end of the bar wearing a baseball cap. I didn’t think too much of her until she turned to look at who had just walked in the door. This gave me a perfect view of the front of her hat, which only had three letters. Yep. You guessed it. WET. I recognized her face and I knew we had to hit her up. Those tits were calling and I wasn’t about to pass up an opportunity to get a first hand look and feel of them.

“Ceri, you see that slutty looking chic at the end of the bar with the cap on?” I asked my girlfriend.

“The one that says ‘WET’ on her cap with the nice sized mommy tits?” she answered.

“Yeah, that’s her. You thinking what I’m thinking?” I asked, obviously knowing her answer was going to be yes.

She and I share the same fascination for tits and sluts. She’s from the UK and into both, so I knew this slut would be a perfect match. She had me at “mommy tits”, I was all in. Jig was wearing a low cut “V” crop top with some serious underboob showing the goods. Of course the short shorts and the ball cap gave the distinct impression she was down to fuck pretty much anything with a pulse. Now when I say “anything”, I mean anything, as we found out later.

I watched Ceri get up and casually slide into the chair next to WET. Now, Ceri is no slouch either. She gets hit on all the time by men and women. She’s a 36D with a perfect ass and that “girl next door with bedroom eyes” looks about her. I knew as soon as WET turned and saw her that we were in. Her eyes lit up like diamonds and her immediate, “why hello, can I interest you in licking my pussy” facial expression was a dead giveaway.

This bar has a large gazebo, for lack of a better term, out back and the owner lets us sit out there and enjoy ourselves when business is slow. He’ll put an “OUT OF ORDER” sign on the back door if we’re busy using it. I usually slip him an extra $20 just to be cordial, but usually he just wants to record us on his camera system. Occasionally he asks to join in. We would never turn him down, he’s super cool about our little endeavors.

Ceri came back to our table with our new friend, Penny, and I ordered drinks for us. Penny recognized me right away and sealed the deal by putting her hand on my thigh. I didn’t see it at the time, but she already had her other hand inside Ceri’s shorts and was fingering her as I was ordering drinks.

I sat enjoying our conversation as Penny rubbed my crotch, all the while staring straight into my eyes and licking her lips while fingering my girlfriend sitting next to her. Fuck me, that’s just hot, I don’t care who your daddy is or what kind of car your momma drives. She kept trying to unbuckle my belt and maintain a halfway intelligent conversation as we sat waiting for the drinks. Evidently, the waitress, Tracy, saw our little party going on under the table. She’s waited on us several times and we’ve gotten to know her pretty well. She’s from South Africa and she’s very exotic with dark skin, big tits, and her ass is off the chain, especially when she walks. When I see her from behind it always reminds me of that saying, “I hate to see you leave but I love to watch you go!”

“Here we go. This round is on the house. You all are interested in visiting the gazebo out back? Master Rod is offering. I should tell him yes?” she asked in a learned English with her African accent.

“Tell him that of course we accept his offer, with viewing rights. He’ll understand. Also tell him we’ll be there in about 10 minutes if that’s OK with him?” I asked.

“I am most certain he will accept that request. If he does not, I will be enjoying those viewing rights in my secret viewing area. Enjoy your drinks and feel free to visit the gazebo when you are ready,” she answered smiling as she walked away.

“What was that all about?” Penny asked.