"Have you ever thought about what it would be like?" she asked as the car took a corner on two wheels.
"What are you talking about?" Buddy asked, trying to keep the steering wheel from spinning out of his hands.
"Rape," Diane said dreamily. "I've always wondered what it would be like. I guess every woman has."
Even though he had the gas pedal to the floor, Buddy took his eyes off the road to stare with disbelief at Diane.
"You're crazy," he hissed.
Sirens screamed in the background. Somebody had called the cops.
Now Diane felt her pulse racing, but not from fear. She was tremendously excited. The kind of excitement that made her pussy itch!
"Rape me," Diane said simply.
"You really are nuts," he answered. "The cops are right on my ass because they think I raped you. Now you really want me to do it."
"Suppose the cops catch up with us?" Diane replied. "Whatever I tell them is what they're going to believe. I mean, just look at me. I'm naked. My ass is full of your cum. I say you raped me, and it's going to stick."
"What are you getting at?" Buddy irritably snapped as he raced the car into the night.
"Very simple," Diane chuckled. "You agree to rape me and you're off the hook. Say no and you go to jail for something you didn't do."
"Fucking bitch!" Buddy steamed. "You're worse than Beth. I should have figured out where she got it before I got so hot over you. Like mother, like daughter."
"I can't help being a woman," Diane purred seductively. "I just want to be raped!"
Buddy looked at her poisonously. All of his desire had turned to hatred. If this was what women were like, he was ready to go back to jerking off!
"Good boy," Diane told him as she stared at his mask of rage. "Just stay mad at me. I want you to really take it out on me."
Buddy clenched his fists. He wanted to pop Diane right there and toss her from the speeding car and out of his life.
"Just save it," Diane read his mind. "Right now we've got to shake those cops."
She started giving Buddy directions. Anxious to escape, he automatically followed them. Before long, the car pulled up in front of a very familiar house.
"It's your place," he winced.
"And if you don't hide your car in my garage and come inside, those sirens are going to catch up with you," Diane declared.
"And rape you," Buddy sighed.
Not answering, Diane jumped out of the car and ran toward the house. As she disappeared through the door, Buddy heard the sirens getting closer. Having no choice, he pulled his car into the driveway and drove into the garage.
Diane was in the shower when she heard the back door open and close. She pretended not to notice it, emptying her mind of any stimulus except the hot water bouncing off her skin.
A rangy form appeared in the bathroom doorway. Hard masculine breathing echoed off the tile walls.
Footsteps padded across the floor. A male hand grasped the shower door, veins twitching.
As the steam escaped, Diane looked toward the suddenly open door. Buddy glowered at her.
"Cunt!" he thundered.
Diane's wrist was grabbed. She was pulled from the shower and hauled into the bedroom.
Buddy picked her up and threw her on the bed. He snatched her legs and wrenched them apart.
Diane struggled. Buddy slapped her. "Have to tie you up!" he snarled.
He used pantyhose, binding Diane's ankles and wrists to the bedposts. She was helpless. She loved it!
When Buddy pulled off his jeans, his cock was even bigger and angrier looking than Diane remembered it. There was a sharp twinge in her cunt as she thought of being raped.
Buddy held his hard prick like a dagger. It was aimed right at the gashed center of Diane's wide-open twat. He was going to fuck her.
"No, no, please don't," Diane lied, playing her role to the hilt.
Buddy was convinced that she had changed her mind about being raped. It only pumped him up more. There was a storm of anger and lust inside him that had turned him into an animal.
His huge cock plunged into the slash of Diane's cunt. At the same time, he twisted her nipples.
"Like it?" he rasped, turning on the torture and the fucking.
Letting the agony and the ecstasy wash over her, Diane streamed. It sounded as if she were being murdered – in truth, she was coming already.
"Move your ass!" Buddy demanded.
"Make me!" Diane yelled back with staged defiance.
Another slap and Diane was bleeding at the mouth. When her hips started to roll, the pace was furious.
"How do you like it now?" Buddy hissed, driving his cock to the core of Diane's spasming cunt.
"I don't feel a thing," Diane lied again. "You can't make me come."
"Bullshit!" Buddy bellowed. "You're coming already!"
Diane forced herself to deny it. Buddy slapped her again.
"Your cock is nothing," Diane spat back, even as a secret orgasm thrilled her loins. "You could fuck me all night and I'd never come."
"Liar!" Buddy yelled.
His hand slipped between their joined crotches, fumbling with the top of Diane's cunt. Then, he found what he was looking for. He twisted her clit like he was trying to rip the button of flesh from Diane's pussy.
Diane yelled with welcome pain. But she would not admit that she was coming. There was something about resistance that was as exciting as the cock in her twat.
"I'll break you, cunt!" Buddy promised with vengeance. "If you aren't coming already, I'll fuck you until you are. If it takes all night."
Diane cursed at him, just so he would punish her clit again. He did. The wondrous pain set her soul on fire. It was all she could do to keep from blurting out with joy. "Tell me how much you like it!" Buddy demanded, keeping the twisting pressure on Diane's clit.
"Animal!" Diane cried.
"Whore!" Buddy shot back.
He stabbed his cock to the tender depths of her cunt. Diane's legs tugged at their binding, her thighs vibrating.
The rhythm of fucking doubled its beat. Buddy's cock was like a pile driver in Diane's pussy.
Diane was delirious with passion. It hurt so good. She wanted to tell the world how hard she was coming as she fully realized the special difference that rape made to a woman.
"You love it!" Buddy insisted.
Diane's bound legs struggled some more. She couldn't hold back the glorious truth any longer.
"Yes! Oh, God, yes!" Diane gushed. "I'm coming! It's tearing me up inside! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
But Buddy slowed down. There was a cruel grin on his face.
"Now I'm really gonna make you suffer," he chuckled, freezing his cock in Diane's cunt.
"Fuck me, you sadistic son of a bitch!" Diane screamed with frustration. "I want your hot cum in my pussy. I need it!"
"Try and get it," Buddy taunted her.
Diane squeezed her cunt into a meaty noose. Her ass seesawed. She clutched Buddy's balls until they burned her hand.
"Come! Come, you bastard!" she howled.
Buddy's cock did not do anything. So she stabbed a finger up his asshole.
"Fill my cunt with your hot jizz!" Diane screeched.
She pulled Buddy's face down to her tits and forced an erect nipple into his mouth.
"Give it to me!" she cried.
Her ass was bouncing. Her deep pussy was squeezing every inch of Buddy's huge cock. She had his balls in one hand, two fingers of the other hand crammed up his ass.
He had to come, Diane told herself. When she turned it on, no man could hold back his jizz. She had to believe this. She was a woman.
Buddy's resistance faded. His cock shivered in Diane's magical cunt and then jumped. Suddenly, it was a jackhammer again.
Diane was so excited that she ripped the binding from her ankles. Her legs rose until they were locked around Buddy's neck. The upturned cheeks of her ass were bouncing against the hollows of Buddy's crotch as the fucking became white-hot.