My Gang Rape FantasyWhile all my other stories on EP have been factual accounts of real events this story is a fantasy. I often dream about this scenario and it makes me so wet... it ends up leading me to have the best ******. But it is just a fantasy and I wouldn’t ever want it to be realised.
I re-read the add on Craigs List. “Want to be Gang-Raped?” it’s title asked. The blurb beneath explained. “We can organise for your ultimate fantasy to be realised. Contact us for more details.”
I had had a gang rape fantasy for years but wasn’t sure if I really wanted to act on it or not. I didn’t want to be physically hurt... well only a little bit but nothing that would require medical attention. But the idea of being forced to have sex with multiple guys really appealed to me. I’d participated in a couple of gang bangs in the past and while the guys were ******* ing me I had fanatised that I was being forced to participate but then the guys would ruin it by thanking me or acting concerned about ensuring I was enjoying myself. I guess I had a bit of a sub tendancy as I didn’t want them to care about whether I was enjoying myself or not... I just wanted to serve them.
I nervously typed an email back to the Craigs List advertiser:
“Hi, I saw your add on Craigs List. I have a long-held fantasy of being gang-raped and was wanting to find out more about your offer. I don’t want to be physically hurt – well some hair pulling, light spanking etc and rough sex is fine (and will make it seem more realistic). I don’t care if I’m sore for weeks afterwards but I don’t want any injuries which would require medical attention. I have had a couple of gang bangs in the past but never acted on my rape fantasy.
I look forward to hearing from you to discuss how you can help me.”
I pressed the send button and wondered if I was doing the right thing. I wondered how long before I would get a reply. I checked my emails several times that night but it wasn’t until I checked before work the next morning that there was a reply.
“Thanks for your email. We are a group of guys who enjoy helping women satisfy this fantasy. For some of us it helps us to satisfy our own fantasy desires about raping women so you are in fact helping to keep the streets safer for other women J” (there was a smiley face beside this and it put me more at ease).
“We want to make sure everyone has their needs met but are also protected legally. We don’t want anything coming back on us with a woman later declaring that she was raped for real. Thus we require the following things from you:
Full body nude photo including face (for the guys to view and work out who is best suited to “rape” you).
Copy of your drivers licence and recent STD results (within the past 4 weeks).
$100 transfered into our nominated bank account to help cover some of the associated costs.
Signed agreement stating that you want to be forced to have sex with up to 10 men anytime between next Monday and 2 months later (this allows us plenty of time to organise the right date and ensures we are protected legally). Occasionally we organise to do repeat gang rapes so the 2 month timeline provides for this possibility.
Please note that our men all have their own individual likes and dislikes and some will be keen to rape you anally or **** your mouth. As you are agreeing to be “raped” you are agreeing to them doing whatever they desire with your body.
I am attaching the legal agreement to this email. Please sign and return it to us ASAP.”
They sounded very well organised so I felt that they obviously knew what they were doing. However I was also nervous that they would have my full name, address and date of birth as well as a full body nude photo. I had never told any of the guys I had played with where I lived or what my full name was and I had never let anyone have a full body nude photo including my face as I was wary of losing my privacy. As I thought about it I realised it made sense. It meant the guys could also confirm that they were “raping” the right woman.
That night I took a photo, printed off the form, signed it, scanned it and emailed it and the photo back and transferred the money into their account. I was just about to scan in my recent STD test results (which I’d got back from the clinic only 3 weeks ago) when I suddenly realised I hadn’t asked why they needed them. I wasn’t wanting to have b a r e b a c k sex with strangers.
I emailed the organiser back and told him I wanted to use condoms. He confirmed that condoms would be used but that the test results were requested just in case anything went wrong and also because they don’t want to use condoms for oral sex. I felt reassured then and scanned my results (which showed I was clear of everything) and sent them to him.
The following day I got an email requesting details about my movements over the coming week so they could work out when to take me. I was told they might sneak into my house at night (so I was to leave the backdoor unlocked) or they might abduct me off the street when I was going for my daily jog, or they could find any other time to have me and to make it more realistic I won’t know when it is going to happen. I was also told that my safe word was “peanut butter” and if I wanted it to stop all I had to do was say that loudly.
I provided the requested details and started to feel really excited. This was actually going to happen. I suddenly realised I had no idea what any of the guys would look like. They could all be old, overweight and ugly! I got nervous and emailed the organiser to ask him if he could tell me a bit more about what the guy were like. His reply was blunt:
“You don’t get to choose your rapists. They might be good looking young studs or they might be ugly old sex perverts. To make it more realistic we don’t share details about our guys with any of the ***** who request to be treated the way they deserve”.
I felt a little nervous at the aggression in his email, but also turned on. This was, after all, exactly how I had wanted the guys at the gang bangs to treat me.
All the following week I nervously waited to see when it was going to happen. I left my back door unlocked each night but could barely sleep from the excitement and fear. By the time we had rolled into the 2nd week I started to wonder if they were going to string me along for the full 2 months. I knew I wouldn’t cope if they did as I was so horny from thinking about it that I had started craving it and watching r a p e fantasy p o r n o s on the Internet.
It was the Thursday of the following week. I was on my daily jog after work. It was a little after 6pm and as it was summer it didn’t get dark until close to 9. I became conscious of a black van that seemed to be driving very slowly behind me. I nervously wondered if this was them... or was it just someone who was lost or looking for house numbers. I kept jogging and suddenly the van was alongside me and I realised the passenger was checking me out. The van pulled up just in front of me and the backdoor flew open. Out flew 3 heavy set men in their 40’s. One covered my head with a fabric bag and then I felt him cover my mouth while the other 2 pushed me into the van.
I’m not sure what happened next, I assume they must have given me something to make me pass out because the next thing I remember is waking up inside the van, the fabric bag over my head had been removed. The back door was open and I could see we were parked in bushland. Two of the guys were standing outside and I had one either side of me inside the van. I didn’t know where the 5th guy was.
“The **** has woken up” one of the guys announced.
“Good, the fun can begin. I really don’t enjoy doing them when they are completely out to it.” Stated one of the other guys.
“It didn’t seem to stop you ******* inside her ***** though did it?” One of the other guys said... and at that point I became conscious of the fact that my pants and undies had been removed and my ***** felt sore. I wasn’t sure if he had used a condom or not because I didn’t know how long ago he had *** inside me. I suddenly felt very nervous. It was one thing to agree to them doing whatever they wanted to me but it was another to do it without condoms.
“I think it’s my turn now.” Said the oldest guy. He looked like he was probably only 5 years younger than my father. He was very overweight and hairy. He stared at me, then shoved his **** in my mouth. I started to choke. “You better take this ****... all the way down. I want you to deep throat me and don’t get any ideas about doing anything stupid because if you do you’ll just make things worse for yourself.”
I tried to remember what I had read about how to give good deepthroat, focusing on putting my tongue in the right position and trying to breathe on his outward strokes. Soon he was ******* my mouth like it was my *****.
“Thats better ****. You’re finally getting what you deserve aren’t you. We are going to make sure you are so sore you won’t be able to **** anyone else for months!”
The other guys laughed. I had tears swelling in my eyes by this stage. His **** was bigger than any I had ever played with before and I was really struggling. I thought about my safe word. I didn’t want to stop all of it already but I didn’t want this. But I couldn’t say anything with his **** in my mouth and he held my head tightly so I couldn’t pull away from him.
He started ******* me harder and faster. I struggled to time my breaths with his outward strokes. Tears were streaming down my face and he looked at me and said “thats good I’ve made you cry. You know this is what you deserve. Stupid ****.” The other guys cheered.
I felt like I would pass out but then I felt his movements change, his body tense and then he shot his *** in my mouth. “Swallow it all you stupid **** or you’ll get much more than you bargained for”.
I swallowed his foul tasting ***, sobbing. He pulled out and slapped me hard across the face. It stung. “I’ll give you something to cry about you stupid ****” he said and he slapped me again. “You better stop crying” he ordered. I tried to stifle my sobs. I thought about my safe word again. Maybe I needed to stop it before it got any worse. I hadn’t counted on swallowing *** or potentially being raped while I was out to it... and possibly without a condom. This wasn’t my fantasy at all.
“Pea..” I started to say and as I did one of the guys put a gag in my mouth, rolled me over and tied it behind my head while another guy grabbed my arms and held them back so they could be handcuffed to a specially built fr
“Get on your knees ****. We want better access to those holes of yours”. Ordered the oldest guy.
I stumbled to raise myself on my knees. With my hand cuffed to the fr
“You want to go next?” I heard him ask and the voice that answered made me assume it was the youngest guy. “Yeah.. bout time”.
I felt him poking his **** around my a s s h o l e. I thought he can’t possibly think he’s going to enter me without lube. I felt the head of his **** pressing into my tight hole. I grimaced as he pushed hard but my hole wouldn’t let him in.
“*******. I can’t get in”. He said.
“Here, use this” another voice said and I felt him finger some cold gel (lube I assume) around my a s s h o l e. Then he was back pushing the head of his **** into my hole. And rather than inch it in slowly he pushed it all the way in one fast, hard thrust. I cried and tried to scream but the gag stopped me.
I heard the guys laugh “Sounds like the stupid **** enjoyed that one!”
He started pounding my arse. I could feel his balls banging against my *****. It hurt so much because I wasn’t well lubricated and he hadn’t taken his time to let my arse slowly open up to him. Instead his **** was rubbing against my arse and with each thrust it felt like it was tearing me open more.
“I can’t believe that Paul is able to find so many stupid ***** who want to do this”. One of the guys said.
“I know. Never ceases to amaze me how many horny, dumb ***** there are in this city. So desperate for it they even pay.” They all laughed then.
“So guys should I fill her arse with my seed or pull out and decorate her body?” the guy ******* ing me asked his mates.
“Nah, give it all to her. She wants all her holes filled with our *** I’m sure. After all she provided the STD results so we’d know she was safe to bareback!” The guys all laughed again and I felt like such an idiot.
I felt the guy inside me explode and his hot *** squirted inside my arse, filling me up. He slid out satsified for now at atleast.
I could feel some of his *** starting to trickle out of my a s s h o l e.
“Move out of the way and let me get in there” I heard another younger voice say.
The guys moved away a bit to make room for a very large, young man.
“You’re going to love this.” He told me.
“Chris, did you use a rubber when you ****** her ***** before?” he asked one of the other guys.
“No way mate, why would I? I hate the things. Never use them.”
“Yeah well I’m not going to stick my **** in a hole where yours has just been without some protection. God knows what you might have!” he half laughed.
“Fair enough. Yeah I’m kinda too scared to get tested truth be told. Rather not know and then I can just enjoy myself!” Chris laughed.
I suddenly felt really scared and thought what an idiot I was for agreeing to this. My fantasy had been to be gang raped and now it really was coming true. I couldn’t get away. I couldn’t even say anything. I attempted to scream but could only make muffled sounds which made the guys laugh. I hadn’t wanted to be physically injured but now I could end up with a disease.
I heard the guy open a condom packet and then he pushed his finger inside me with some lube. He massaged around my ***** and then applied more lube and more lube. I was grateful he was using the lube and a condom but I wondered why he had applied so much. Then I felt him start to enter me and I realised what I was dealing with. He was huge. His **** girth was larger than anything I’d ever had inside me before (and I’d even been fisted once by a woman with small hands). I was grateful he seemed to be taking his time to inch in slowly.
“Come on mate... get a move on. She’s a rape fetish ****. She doesn’t want you going slow... she wants it to hurt. She wants you to force your way inside her. Make it so her ***** is sore for a month atleast.” One of the guys said. I tried to scream and move but the guys on either side prevented me from being able to move my bottom away and my hands were handcuffed to the fr
The young guy seemed to be the only one aware that maybe things had gone a bit far. “Nah... I don’t want to hurt her too much. I think you guys have already done a good enough job of that.”
He inched in slowly, then withdrew and then slowly inched in a bit more. Even though he was so gentle it still hurt because of his size. Luckily he wasn’t very long so soon he was inside me and he ****** me gently and slowly.
“For gods sake mate. She isn’t a princess she’s a rape fetish ****. You’re not meant to treat her gentle. You’re meant to make her hurt like hell” one of the other guys said.
Luckily for me the young big guy ignored him and continued to **** me slowly.
I’m not sure how long it took but eventually he came and pulled out. He removed his condom and then I felt it being squeezed out over my arse and fingers wiped it into my arse and p u s s y.
“There you go you c u m s l u t... you’ll still get your fill” one of the older guys said as the fingers pushed the *** into my holes.
“So whose for a double?” Chris asked. I winced at the thought of it. Especially knowing from the earlier conversation that he wouldn’t be using a condom and most likely was carrying some STD’s.
“Yeah, I haven’t had a go yet” I heard a 5th voice answer.
“Oh Tom, you’re back. You ready?” Chris replied.
“Yeah mate.... lets get this show on the road”.
One of the older guys lifted me up so Chris could lie beneath me. I was lowered onto his naked c o c k. I held my breath as I felt his c o c k slid into my wet *****.
Then I felt Tom line up behind me. My arse was wet and sticky from the mixture of *** and lube. He put a couple of fingers inside my arse.
“Feels good doesn’t it ****?! You want more *** up your arse? Of course you do!” I tried to scream again and then I felt him take his fingers out and start to slide his naked c o c k inside.
Luckily both guys weren’t too big because the feeling of having both holes filled at the same time made me feel stretched enough as it was. The guys started pounding me in unison. I had always love the feeling of double penetration but knowing both guys were ******* me bareback scared the hell out of me.
“Paul did well again finding this ****.” One of the guys said.
“Yeah. She’s got some nice holes.” One of the other guys agreed.
The guys started pounding me harder and faster but still in unison.
“Well c u m s l u t you’ll get 2 of your holes filled up again soon. Aren’t you the lucky one!” said one of the watching guys. I could hear the guys who were ******* were starting to breathe heavier. I wanted it to be over. I wonderd if they would let me go soon. I was feeling really sore.
Finally I felt Chris come inside my p u s s y and this sent Tom over the edge and soon he was filling my arse with his come as well. They both stayed inside me until their c o c k s had gone limp and their c u m was dribbling out. Then they pulled out.
The fabric bag from earlier was put over my face again then and I must have passed out because the next thing I remember is waking up half clothed on the front lawn of my house. It was pitch dark and I had no idea how long I had been there or what the time was. I crawled around to my backyard and opened the unlocked back door. I stumbled to my bedroom and collapsed on my bed. I couldn’t believe what had just happened and thought about my best friend’s favourite sayings “Be careful what you wish for... because it just might come true.”