Chapter 5: Jenny’s Dubious Consent, Gangbang, Gay Experience

I was just thinking about how to get out of my girlfriend’s all-girl college after fucking the engaged Tabea - when suddenly the door of Tabea’s neighbor opened, a tattooed arm grabbed me and pulled me inside. Jenny, the owner of the tattooed arm, pushed me against the wall.

“What did you do to Tabea?” she glared at me.

“I, uh, why?” I stumbled.

“Why?” she asked me, raising her eyebrows, and continued, “She must have had more orgasms tonight than in her entire life. How did you manage to get into that uptight bitch’s pants? I never saw her look at anyone but her stupid boyfriend!”

I didn’t really know what to say. “I ran into her by chance,” I lied, “and one thing led to another. Maybe it was the right time in her cycle?” I added mischievously.

“Exactly!” she replied, “as if women turn into sex-crazed creatures on their fertile days. Besides: Peter’s pathetic attempts minutes before you arrived didn’t even make her moan.”

Deciding that I needed to take control of this conversation, I quickly reversed our positions, pinned her petite body against the wall, and said, “Look, Jenny - I don’t think it’s your place to judge your neighbor’s sex life. You fuck all over the college, don’t you?”

I noticed for the first time that she was wearing only a sleeveless nightgown, her stiff nipples poking at me seductively. Intrigued and excited, I cupped both of her tits and squeezed her nipples hard. For a second, she was too confused to react.

A slight rash appeared on her neckline, along with a strange combination of anger and lust on her face. She screamed (but not very loudly!), “Get your hands off me, you fucking bastard!” but her body language betrayed the beginnings of arousal.

Well, fucking was exactly what came to my mind - even though I was still pretty exhausted after the amazing sex with Tabea. But this delicate, skinny, and tattooed girl with her pointy tits was tempting in her rage. She tried to push me away with both hands, realizing too late that I had grabbed the hem of her nightgown and lifted it over her head.

I didn’t lift it all the way up, just over her small B-cup breasts. Now that she couldn’t see because her nightgown covered her head, she struggled mightily to get her arms out. I wasn’t sure if her futile efforts were genuine. I had the feeling that she was rather turned on by my rough treatment.

I took a long scarf hanging on a hook near the door and wrapped it around her arms, tying it in a tight knot. It was funny to see her struggle - naked to the neck, then her head and arms in her nightgown with the scarf holding them in place.

I pushed her backwards until she fell backwards onto the bed.

“What are you doing, you bastard? This is rape!!!” she screamed at me, “Let me out or I will scream for help!”

But she didn’t scream. The flushed skin around her throat showed that she was highly aroused.

She wanted it rough? I would play rough!

To prevent her from changing her mind about screaming for help, I took her panties from a chair next to her bed and forced them into her mouth. I struggled to get my hand under the nightgown - but eventually I did. She didn’t know what was happening until it was too late. Another scarf secured the gag in her mouth.

She was now writhing helplessly beneath me, screaming into her gag in vain. With one hand I pulled down my pants, exposing my hard-on. Without any foreplay, I simply placed it in front of her snatch and pushed in.

Her tunnel was so wet that I immediately went all the way in.

She made sounds like “ooohhh” and “mmmmffff” into her gag.

As I started pumping in and out, her sounds became more desperate. She wriggled feverishly under my body, trying to get away from my hard cock, but her delicate body was no match for mine.

My stiff pole inside her petite pussy held her firmly in place. I wondered for a moment if evolution had created this type of mating, a long pole inserted into an equally long tunnel, for exactly this purpose: to hold an unwilling female securely in place.

Whether by evolutionary design or just by chance, a hard penis inside a female body worked like magic: she was completely helpless; her struggle only increased my pleasure. The more she struggled, the harder I penetrated her.

Had tx34 corrupted my mind, or had I had rape fantasies all along? Her struggle turned me on more than I thought possible or was willing to admit to myself. It was strangely exciting to be able to force myself on a woman, to dominate her, to feel her helplessness.

As I looked down at her pussy, it finally dawned on me why she was so well lubricated: she was leaking cum! Then I remembered the sounds of sex I had heard while fucking Tabea not too long ago.

It made me angry that this bitch was having unprotected sex. If her pussy was already used, I needed another hole to deposit my cum. I turned her over, so she was on her stomach. She stopped squirming and screaming into her gag, apparently wondering what was going on.

I aimed and then my cock, well lubricated by her sloppy cunt, pushed hard against her anus. Her body froze. Only when her sphincter gave way to my penetration did she scream into her gag with renewed force.

She seemed unaccustomed to anal sex. I didn’t care and pushed until I was all the way in. This was much better than sloppy seconds in her used pussy. I started pumping hard in and out.

She didn’t resist anymore, just whimpered and moaned into her gag. Her will to fight was broken, she resigned herself to her fate. Every now and then I heard a moan of pleasure between her cries.

The tiny ass in front of me, her petite frame with those perky tits: Everything was such a delightfully erotic scene that I felt my release approaching fast. After the sex with Tabea, I had nothing left in my balls, so I stayed on the verge of release for half an hour before I reached an intense orgasm.

Nothing came out of my penis as it contracted, but the feeling was still amazing. Interestingly, her legs were shaking from her own orgasm as she felt my dick throb in her ass. I made a few last deep thrusts and then collapsed on top of her. Sweat trickled down my body.

As I slowly recovered, I feared that I had more or less raped her. Not just raped. Sodomized. The rough treatment had excited her, she had orgasmed at the end, she had started the whole attack by poking me with her stiff nipples - but had it gotten out of hand? Was I in trouble or was this exactly what she wanted? My dick was still in her petite butthole, her body limp beneath me.

I wondered if tx34 would help me get away. I took the tx34 cream out of my pocket and put some on her pussy. Just to be sure, I put a generous amount on her neck and rubbed some on her tits. That was more than enough, I thought - probably five times as much as I had used on Tabea.

Then I pulled my almost flaccid shaft out of her ass and wiped it with her t-shirt. It seemed the tx34 was working because she moaned when I touched her clit. I untied her scarves and removed her nightgown. She spit out her gag and gasped for air.

“What the hell was that?” she demanded in a less threatening tone than before. “How dare you fuck me in the ass! No one has ever done that!”

I moved my hands to her tits, squeezing them and rolling her nipples between my fingers. She gasped and closed her eyes.

“You enjoyed it, huh? A slut like you needs it in the ass, don’t you think?” I teased her and began to stroke her clit with great force and speed. She squealed with pleasure and erupted into an intense orgasm in less than a minute.

When she recovered from the spasms, she said, “Wow, wow, wow, wow. I am usually the one in control! I dominate men, torture them, make them cry helplessly in my bed. Now you come, rape my ass, and then make me come harder than I ever have before. Not to mention my uptight neighbor who you brought to more orgasms than she ever had in her life. How do you do that?”

While listening to her confused comments, I had noticed a suspicious package that seemed to have been left on her floor after she had sex with whoever was there before me. The box was full of sex toys, including what appeared to be bondage material. I picked up fur-covered handcuffs and a silk blindfold. Wow! This girl was more fucked up than I imagined: she obviously enjoyed bondage as a dominatrix.

“Maybe she enjoyed the ‘rape’ more than I did,” I thought, remembering the tremors in her legs as I came in her ass. I would teach her to enjoy her submissive side!

Her bed had metal posts, so I secured her wrists to them with the handcuffs. I placed the blindfold over her eye. She let me proceed without resistance, her body trembling slightly in anticipation whenever I touched her. She simply rested passively on her breasts and stomach, her head to the side, a contented expression on her face, her eyes closed.

It was a beautiful sight to see her arms and legs spread and tied to the posts of the bed, her bottom in the air. I could see right into her pussy and asshole.

With some difficulty I stopped staring at the pornographic scene in front of me and examined her box again. I could not believe what I found next: an anal hook! This girl was truly nuts. The hook was made of shiny metal with a big ball at the end of the hook and an opening at the other end with a short rope hanging from it.

Her anger at my anal fuck now appeared in a different perspective - she was no stranger to having something in her ass, she just objected to my domination!

Fascinated by the hook, I inserted it into Jenny’s anus, starting with the big ball. It went in easily after what I had done to her. Perhaps it would have been better to do it the other way around - but what was done was done.

She shivered from the cold metal but made no reaction or complaint. I pushed her ass up as far as I could and tightened the rope to the frame of her bed. The scene was incredibly hot. Her pussy was open, begging to be fucked, her body secured at five ends, unable to move in the slightest. She was a cum dump, a sex toy, unable to move. It was such a shame that I had already used up all my ammunition on Tabea.

I had a devilish idea.

I needed some privacy, so I turned on the TV and selected a music station. Jenny had a tiny private bathroom that I used to get out of earshot. I called my friend Derick, who often played basketball at that time of night. He and his friends had ‘organized’ a key to a university gym where they played late at night when no one noticed.

He responded immediately. I asked him if he was interested in banging a nice girl - of course he was. I told him to take his friends and come as soon as possible to the location I was now sending him.

I went back to Jenny and gave her a good spanking. She moaned. I moved my hands down to her wet pussy and spanked it too. Then I went back to her box and took out a large electric dildo. When I turned it on it was already vibrating on high. I pushed it into her pussy and her moans got louder.

I turned my attention back to her box and found a whip. I used it on her bottom, then on the sides of her tits. She yelped with each stroke and then returned to her moaning, which grew in intensity - until her legs began to shake like leaves.

It was an incredibly sexy scene - her strapped to the bed with her ass up, secured by the anal hook, a massive dildo in her cunt and her legs shaking.

Just then my phone buzzed. Derick was there, wondering what was going on. I turned up the volume on the TV and texted: “Look up!”

I went to the window and waved. They saw me and waved back. I opened the window without making a sound and put my finger to my lips. Derick understood.

There were three friends with him, two big black basketball players and a white American. They were all about six feet tall, which made climbing up to the second-story window an easy task. They helped each other. The last one, one of the black guys, jumped up and easily made it to the window with one hand, pulled himself up and was inside without a sound.

I motioned to them, put my finger to my lips and made the internationally recognized fucking sign by inserting one finger into a whole formed by two fingers of the other hand. I motioned for Derick to start, and he quickly took off his clothes - just like the others. Each was stroking his own dick.

The sexy sight of a pussy staring at us and the prospect of having sex very soon made them all stiff. I was amazed at the size of their manhoods. The black guys’ dicks were so long that I could easily put both hands on them and the head would still pop out. Derick had a thick one; I doubt I could even wrap my fingers around it. The American guy was also hung - plus his circumcised penis was bent up. These guys were going to stretch her pussy out!

Derick had moved behind Jenny and moved his penis between her legs and over her pussy, lubricating it with the oozing semen. She was expecting my penis, completely unaware of our company. When Derick pushed his big stick forward, she gasped at the enormous girth.

I don’t know what she was thinking or if she was thinking at all. I guess her brain was completely absorbed in the amazing sensation of Derick’s large member stretching her beyond anything before. The big ball at the end of the anal hock gave him extra friction inside. He was in heaven, his hands on her hips, holding her tight, driving into her with great force.

The fucking got faster and faster. Derick’s face became more and more tense. She experienced more orgasms, but he continued his merciless pounding. Her body jerked and spasmed madly, her screams no longer intelligible.

Finally, Derick tilted his head back, closed his eyes, thrust deep into her, and stood motionless for what must have been minutes. Only the constant clenching of his glutes gave any indication of the amount of cum he was pumping deep into her petite body. Without a sound, he pulled back and fell into the chair in the corner.