Gf asked me to rape her for real (MF, warning) | 2016

I met Erin through a failed threesome. One chick left, the other stayed, later became my girlfriend for several months. Erin wanted attention. Erin needed attention. Anyone who showed her attention she welcomed with open arms. But she friend zoned a lot of guys who chased after her, so I think the only reason she dated me was because of my status in the pack. She knew many many women wanted me and that there was very real competition for time on my dick. Erin was happy to fill that time up doing just about anything vanilla that I wanted her to do. I quickly became bored with having sex missionary style so I started exploring her and her limits. I asked her about her fantasies, she says she is into guys doing stuff together. At this point in my life, I was 100% straight, no dicks around me, so that was off the table. I pry further, telling her I want to fuck her up the ass, fuck her outside, in public places, with people watching, come on her face, down her throat, tit fuck her, cum on her asshole, creampie her vaginally and anally, teach her to deepthroat, face fucking, all kinds of things.

She was kind of shocked but open to public fucking, creampies, titty fucking (she had a great set), deepthroat, face fucking.. and then she gets a little quiet. She mentions that she's also had fantasies about being raped. She's never been raped, but she says that the mix of feelings when she imagines it makes her come really fast. I ask her if she wants me to rape her in the future at some point? She's cool with the idea, but thinks it won't play out the way she imagined it. She thinks it will just devolve into her knowing it's me and "enjoying it like regular sex" because she knows it's not real. She emphasizes the danger it a big part of what gets her off. I ask her what kind of danger and she talks about the guy getting violent and hitting her, choking her, punching her, pulling her hair and treating her like garbage. I asked her if she liked that kind of stuff or had ever tried it, and she said no, it was just something she watched while masturbating. I told her she might not like it.

Then she blew my mind - "Well, I won't know unless you try it."

And with that my girlfriend gave me permission to rape her, which is something I would never do in any circumstances ever. Except she wanted me to, and she was really smart and emotionally stable - not a crazy one at all. She wanted me to rape her for reals. Not pretend rape her, but rape her against her will at some random time and place in the future. Yes, I know the responsibility that comes with her asking me to do this, and as we talked more about it I agreed to set it up. I immediately began planning how it would happen, reading about rape scenarios, thinking about her route to work and home. I couldn't get her while she was driving so I had to find a time when she was outside of her home or her car. I could try to rape her at school, but a slip up and I might go to jail and her get expelled. Fuck, I had no idea how to make this happen, so instead I switched and planned out how I would hide my identity.

I decided I only needed a few simple items to hide my identity: a ski mask, a hoodie, some gloves, boots, and some terrible body spray I would never wear. I only needed to purchase the body spray & ski mask to complete the outfit, easily done. Then I decided that to truly surprise her I would have to catch her when she was not expecting me at all. She wouldn't be expecting me on a vacation out of town. She happened to be taking a vacation to see one of her friends in the fall. It was the spring. I had to wait if I wanted to do this right. Patience is a mother fucker!

In the meantime, I exposed her to creampies (on birth control), public flashing, public fucking, titty fucking, deep throating, face fucking, and sleep sex. She really liked sleep sex, where she was woken up by me groping her, or on occasion as I entered her. She told me I could fuck her anytime I wanted to, and she would stop me if she couldn't or didn't want to. As the days got colder, I began fucking her in her sleep all the time. We would have sex during the day as well, but at night my hands would wander to those perfect tits and soon enough I'd be pressing my half erect sleepy cock into her as she mumbled something while pulling me closer into her. I cant count how many creampies she received from me in those few short months.

Finally the fall rolled around and Erin changed her trip to happen before Thanksgiving. Not really a problem, I've been saving for a plane ticket for months now. She plans out her vacation and how many nights she'll be there. I collect as much data anonymously as I can, asking her parents about the trip, her friend, "forgetting" which dates she'll be gone just so I can confirm she hasn't changed them.

Finally the day comes when she leaves. We have really awesome sex and I come in her mouth for the first time. She says it's special because she won't see me for a week. Little does she know she'll be seeing me in just a few days.She departs on her flight. I wait two days, then depart upon mine. Upon arriving, I book a hotel room nearby hers. At this point I realize I may of gone too far, I may be insane, sitting in my hotel room alone, with my "rape plans". I call her and we talk, I ask her about what she has done so far and what she plans to do. I need to hear her voice. She tells me she is having a blast, she got a rental car just like mine but black, she went to some art museum, went out to eat. Tomorrow she is going to some specific Gardens. Bingo! What time? Around 1pm after lunch. "Hope you have fun there" I tell her. She says me too, but really she has no idea what's going to happen tomorrow. She says she misses me and wishes she could see me. I tell her I miss her too and that I will see her soon. We get off the phone and I'm shaking knowing that there is nothing stopping me from completing her request. I lie in bed contemplating the decision I'll be making tomorrow, weighing the risks - what if I get caught? or shot? or stabbed? What if she pushes me off a ledge? Fuck, I had to get some sleep and get those thoughts out of my head. Life is fucked sometimes. Whatever.

I woke up in the morning to my alarm clock. I felt like Patrick Bateman - removed from everyday reality. As I got dressed in my getup, I put on my ski mask and gloves. I looked in the mirror. Terrifying. Fucking Terrifying. I would not want to fight me, or fuck me, so I guess intimidation factor is good to go. I packed some zip ties in my back pocket, some petty cash (enough for bus fair should things get fucked), and liberally applied some cheap cologne. I went downstairs and ate breakfast, watching all the people mill about their day. I had nothing to do until 1pm. Then I would sneak into the Gardens, locate my girlfriend and rape her the way she wanted me to. Then I would let her know it was me, so she didn't call the police, then escape like some kind of perverted Bruce Wayne. This was surreal. I gripped my ski mask in my pocket. What the fuck am I doing? Seriously? This is a really grey area to be working in. 11 o'clock - time disappeared as 1pm approached. I freaked out and left early, at 11:15. I arrived at the gardens at 12:00 a full hour before she was supposed to show. Patience, mother fucker, patience. I found a bench to sit at and waited for her. I wore a baseball cap and sunglasses, hadn't shaved in a few days, and pulled out a small magazine and pretended to read. I was really watching everyone, assessing the scene. Some tourists walked by snapping pictures. The minutes crawl by now. I look at my phone, 12:10.

Are you fucking kidding me? Time has slowed down. I do a series of deep breaths to keep my shit together, as my heart pounds out of my chest. What if a cop walks up to you and asks what you are doing? Checks your pockets and sees you have zipties, a ski mask, gloves, cash, and no wallet? You didn't think of a cover story, fuck - why are you at the Gardens? No, it doesn't matter, they'll just think you are reading. Or will they? My paranoia begins to destroy me and I'm thinking about bailing.

12:45. I'm pretty sure I'm shaking with adrenaline at this point, I feel sick to my stomach. I tell myself that I'll wait a few more minutes and if she doesn't show by 1.15 then I'll take that as a sign from the universe and bail. 12:50. Nothing, I should bail now. I give up on this fantasy and begin to stand up when I see her standing in line. I halt my stand up and awkwardly sit back down. Ok, now people just think I'm crazy. I watch her buy her ticket and head inside. As soon as she crosses the gateway inside I'm in line to purchase a ticket. Fuck fuck fuck fuck I hand the cashier enough and I'm inside. Immediately I begin scanning for her. Nothing. I begin walking the paths slowly. I stalk a girl close to Erin around a corner only to discover she's actually an older lady. Damn. I head down some other paths before arriving at spot that overlooks a bridge on a duck pond. I see her feeding the ducks and talking with her friend, who has brought along a guy friend. Fuck. I'll have to lure her away from her friends or wait until they split up. Maybe I could call in a distraction with my phone - my mind plays through a hundred ideas turning them over and over. She waves to her friend and they part ways. She. Is. Alone. I begin walking towards her, keeping my distance. Now I just have to find the perfect time to strike. I call her on my phone, she answers.

"Hey, how are you?" "Doing great. What are you up to?" "Wandering around the gardens. They are so peaceful and beautiful." "Take some pictures for me, I'd love to see what it looks like. Oh crap - I gotta go. Talk to you soon." "Uh, ok. Bye!" She looked at her phone and kind of shook her head. Then she started snapping photos of foilage around her. This was too perfect.. I snuck up behind her, still keeping a good distance from her and followed her a little deeper into the gardens. After spending too much time planning and executing this, the moment had finally arrived. I quietly slipped on my ski mask, gloves, and book several deep breaths and began my approach. She was shooting some video with her iPhone when I wrapped my gloved hand around her mouth. I whispered into her ear, "you scream, you die" and pushed two fingers into her back pretending to have a knife or weapon or gun. It worked, and immediately I began dragging her off the path and into the woods.

Warning: the following is kinda intense, not for everyone. this is between two consenting adults...

At first she struggled a little, but then she stopped fighting me as I dragged her behind some rocks. Maybe she knows, maybe she's already figured it out. So I pushed her down onto the ground and laughed in a deep, fake voice. Her eyes widened a little bit and she got up to run but I grabbed her arm and pulled her back. She fucking punched me in the face! Hard. Fuck. I took it, and she was pulling back for another when something inside me just snapped. I grabbed her throat and took her to the ground. She landed, breath knocked out of her and I was on top of her. I quickly pinned her arms and slapped her across the face, hard. "Fight me again and I will leave your body in that fucking creek when I'm done with you - understand?" She nodded. I let her up for just a moment and she swung at me again! I grabbed her and flipped her over onto her back and punched her really hard, just once, in the ass.

Immediately she burst into tears and sobs, holding her ass cheek. "Easy way or the hard way. Your choice." I growled. She wimpered and said "Please don't hurt me anymore." I reached around and unbuttoned her pants, pulling them down into the dirt around her knees. I tore her panties down, ripping them, exposing her bare ass to the canopy of the gardens. I quickly unzipped and pull my dick out. Annnnnnd I'm not hard. Fuck. I start grabbing handfuls of her ass as she cries into the grass, beating my dick with my other hand. I manage a half-chub, enough to stick it into her and I spit on my hand and slick up her hole. She whimpers as I touch her pussy for the first time with my glove. I push into her and my half chub is fighting me the whole way - get some rubber bands and rulers! I start thinking about her when she was asking me to rape her, not the way she is now, face down on the ground crying, afraid for her life. Thinking about her asking me to rape her slowly starts to fill my cock with blood. I'm pretty hard now, and push into her with relative ease. She's not wet at all, and getting deeper inside of her is painful for me and I know it's probably hurting her. I spit onto my cock some more and really begin fucking her. I need to dump this load into her and get out of here, every second that we keep doing this is super dangerous.

Knowing that we could get caught at any moment, and that I'm basically a real rapist until I tell her who I am, I get a weird detached feeling again. Here she is crying, but she is crying because she doesn't know it's me. She's dry as a bone, hoping she lives through this sexual assault when she could be excited and squirting all over me. I don't know what to do, should I tell her who I am now and we ride out this sexual high together? Should I finish inside her and leave, then text msg her and let her know it was me? I can't decide, but I'm not slowing down either, as my balls slide against her thighs they begin to tighten up. I think I saw some movement over by those trees. I'm scanning the area while laying cock into my poor girlfriend, face down in the dirt. Coast is clear, no-one is around. I can feel my orgasm coming, the come building up inside me. I quicken my pace and begin thrusting deeper and harder. She cries out in pain and wimpers "Please dont..' Please stop. dont. come.. inside of me. Please.. Let me go." I grab her hair and pull her head off the ground as I complete the last few strokes. I bury my cock deep inside of her and begin squirting my load inside her. She's crying uncontrollably now, knowing that some guy just raped her, impregnated her with his seed, and he's not done yet. "Turn over" I command her. She is shaking in a fetal position, when I grab her and pull apart her legs and arms, she fights me at first but then submits. I hold her hands above her head, restraining her while I remove my mask. Once it's completely off, she just stares at me. Blankly.

"______ oh my god..." I hold her hand and tell her everything is ok. I ask her how she liked being raped and she is still in shock. I tell her she is safe and cuddle with her in my arms for a little while. I can tell this wasn't what she was expecting. We talk about it a little while behind the rocks, I explain my plane flight, hotel, plans. She's amazed and frightened I would go to these extremes to fulfill her fantasy. I asked her how I did and she just looks at me. "I thought I was going to die, asshole."

We continued to date for several more months before ending things amicably. Eventually she admitted to me that she was too scared to really enjoy anything and that it didn't turn out like she had planned at all. Like I said, I would never do this again.

Edit: fucking formatting and new line characters, argggh!