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Name: James Stanton
Age: 19
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 140lbs
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Proffesion: Foriegn student councelling assistant


James Stanton walked across campus with his clipboard under his arm. He loved his job, especially on hot summer days like this. The foriegn student girls wore barely enough to be classed as decent, showing lots of flesh to the boys. The problem for James was they never flashed it his way. To them he was just the assistant councellor who helped get them get rooms, or places to live off campus while they studied here in England. He sorted out their problems for them, but that was they wanted from the nerdy looking young man. Ok, yeah, he was tall and well built, but he was no Brad Pitt pin up. He dressed fashionably and treated the girls in a proper English Gentlemans way, but all his curteousy and manners was ignored unless they wanted something from him. Well he'd had enough. Mr. Niceguy had left the building, today he was going to get himself an American girl, one way or the other.
 
Name: Annemarie Van Der Gelt
Age: 19
Hair: Strawberry blonde, waist length and straight
Eyes: pale ice blue
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Measurements: 36D-28-38


She sighed. It had been a shitty day. She had barely understood what people had said, despite that they spoke English. Their accents were horrid and she hated their attitudes. Eternally perky or cranky as hell. And she didn't understand why noone dressed like her. It was a nice day.

Annemarie looked down to her very short pleated denim skirt that showed her curvaceous legs and highlighted her juicy ass. Her hot pink sweater was tight, long sleeved and had a deer on it. Everyone was too damn uptight at the English univeristy, she thought, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

Her knee high socks and mary jane style shoes were a joky reference to unifroms, but noone seemed to get it, not even the guys smiled. And she was wearing her best outfit. They all were sticks in the mud, she thought, rushing home to her apartment off campus. It took her 30 minutes walking. She needed time to think and didnt want to take the bus.
 
Annemarie, she was the one he would take. James walked along behind her, far enough back to make sure she didn't see him, but close enough so he could watch her ass move in the short skirt. Oh, she was a tease, a slut. She gave out to every other guy on campus but didn't look twice at poor James. Well today she would, today he would make sure she noticed him real well. She had an amazing figure and she knew what to wear to show it off in the summer heat. James let his eyes track down her perfect legs and then back up to that ass he had stroked off to so many nights alone in his apartment.

Finally she arrive home and disappeared into the block. James didn't need to follow straight away, he knew where she lived exactly and even had the spare key. One of the perks of being the assistant councellor. He waited outside, occasionally seeing her pass in front of her windows and when he decided she had long enough to get comfortable, he walked across the street, into the apartment building and up to her floor. he stopped at her front door and pulled the key from his pocket. From his other pocket he pulled a black ski mask which he pulled on. It left his mouth open so he could lick the bothc out if her wanted, but covered his face well enough that she would never know who it was attacking her. Quietly he turned the key in the door and began to push it open.
 
Annemarie sighed, staring at her kitchen counter. She slammed her keys down and locked the door. She was a bit paranoid about the whole security thing.

Stripping off her sweater, revealing a tank top that showed her stomach, she tossed the pink sweater aside. Humming to herself she stripped off her skirt, revealing a pair of pink boy short panties.

Her apartment kind of sucked, it had a kitchenette, a bathroom, a living room and a bedroom.

Sighing, she threw herself on her futon, trying to enjoy one of the four channels her stupid television got. She hated England so far. None of the boys would pay attention to her, and all she got were comparisons to people named Jordan and Caprice, which was beginning to piss her off. She just wanted a guy to date her, a nice English fling while she was studying biology.

Stretching, she fell asleep after a few minutes of the boring British tv show was on.
 
Jason pushed the door open just enough to slip into the apartment before closing it soundlessly behind him. He stood in Annemarie's living room and there she was before him, seemingly asleep and stretched out on her futon dressed in only a short tank top which exposed her flat stomache to his eager eyes, but what really got his shaft stiffening was that she had taken her skirt off leaving herself in a pair on skimpy pink panties. She still wore her knee length socks which was a shame as he'd have liked to see her bare legs, but he wasn't complaining. Over in one corner the TV droned on quietly as some daytime chat show tried to unsuccessfully sort out peoples personal lives. It was enough to cover his noise as he quickly stripped of his own clothing and left it in a pile on the floor by the door.

Barefoot now, and his hard cock bobbing before as if pointing the way, Jason moved over to stand next to Annemarie's sleeping form.She looked so peaceful, so beautiful. A girl who would never go out with him in real life, but right here and now Jason was in charge. He could feel the power being here with her gave him. He might be a nerd, but he was more than strong enough to handle this slut and she would never know who it was. He felt almost invisible, anonymous, and alive.

Kneeling he reached out and slowly pulled her tank top up her body trying to keep her asleep as long as possible, while he felt her up. As it cleared her breasts he groaned quietly and reached his hand out to stroke the firm orbs, first one, then the other. His fingers played with her nipples through the fabric of her bra and he could feel them coming alive under his touch. Annemarie shifted slightly and one of her hands fell palm open next to the futon. Smiling, Jason shifted forward slightly until his rigid cock slipped into her open hand. he sighed as her soft smooth skin brushed his swollen shaft. Oh this was going to feel so good.
 
She was dreaming of nothing in particular.

Her subconscious gave her strange dreams, of mixed sex and everything else.

Stirring lightly, she flipped over. Mostly asleep and not registering where she was,she smiled as hands played with her supple soft breasts, rolling the nipples and massaging the whole breast. Groaning, Annemarie shifted again. she had always been a heavy sleeper. Her hand brusehd something, and she opened her hand, and internally in her trance like state smiled to herself.

"MMmmm..Andrew...." she moaned the name of her American ex-boyfriend who had given her the most amazing sex.

Her body had not woken up yet however.
 
Andrew? Who the fuck was Andrew, but then who the fuck cared. Jason looked down as Annemarie's hand wrapped around his cock and slowly began to squeeze and stroke, and yet she was still asleep. Jason closed his eyes and savoured the feel of her hand on his shaft for a few moments as he moaned softly. It had been so long since he'd been with a girl andthis one was drop dead gorgeous. He carefull reached around her body and unclipped her bra allowing his hands to lift the underwear up out the way and reveal her naked breasts to him. Oh god, they were incredible. He cupped them and squeezed them gently before bending down and sucking one into his mouth to taste it. Um, it tasted good he thought as he flicked his tongue over the nipple and sucked hard.

Smiling as he continued to nurse Annemaries breast, Jason slid a hand down her torso, over her flat tummy and stopped at her panties. He pulled on them gently before slowly slipping a hand down inside them. The warmth grew as his fingers explored further until they finally reached her clit which was already hard. His index finger rubbed gently over the nub and pressed down.
 
"MMMM....c'est grand Pierre," she mumbled as her hand squeezed and stroked his cock. She was having the best dreams ever, that she had met this hot Frenchman and he was fucking her good and hard.

She groaned in her sleep as he suckled her breast, her pussy becoming damp as her nipple was excited and played with by him. She loved the way men felt her nipples when they knew what she wanted. Moaning again, she felt a hand go down her panties, and she felt her clit being stimulated in her already damp pussy.

"Ah, c'est bon...." she muttered, her hips unconsciously rising up and down against his fingers.
 
Annemarie was having a great dream it seemed. Jason didn't care though because she still slept and while she slept he could play without hassles. He loved her hand wrapped around his hard cock, jerking him off slowly. The french threw him a little, but she'd probably slept around a lot he figured. She nailed some french twat sometime and now his touching her up reminded her of him. He slipped his fingers down further inside her panties and found her wet, damp pussy. Grinning he slipped a finger inside the hot cave and started fucking her with it. Soon it would be his cock, but he was having to much fun to rush this. He decided to risk a kiss as he licked up her neck to her mouth and gently places his open lips over hers, his tongue sliding inside her slightly open mouth searching out her tongue to play with. His other hand continued stroking her breasts and nipples.
 
She groaned as his fingers found her damp pussy. Feeling fingers still in her dream state, she sighed and humped her crotch against his hand. "mm..." was the only sound she murmured as he fingerfucked her.
Lips leading up to her own, she kisses him back tenderly, still asleep as his hands plundered her.

"Ach......Hans...you are so good.." she muttered in German.
 
German? Hans? God on a daisy how many guys from how many countries had she had, Jason thought enjoying the kiss immensley despite that. He could feel himself getting ready to come from her sleep jerking on his cock. If she was that good at a handjob while unconscious, he'd love to know how good she was when awake. He might have to find out, he smirked pulling back from her mouth and removing his fingers from her pussy to a low groan of disappointment. Standing, Jason reached carefully down and took hold of Annemarie's panties on either side of her hips. Then slowly he began to pull them down here legs. They got caught under her firm tight ass, but Jason didn't dare try to lift her as he was sure she'd awaken.

"Lift your ass." He said to her softly, and to his amazement she did, letting the panties go free and Jason quickly pulled them all the way off before going back to her pussy. he pushed her legs apart as much as he dared and just stood there looking at it. It was beautiful and he felt his cock pulse just fro, looking at at. Looking up at her still, sleeping form, he decided to try something first before taking her. Stepping up he came to a stop level with her head. Her face was turned toward him and her mouth was slightly open from their kissing. Leaning forward, Jason slowly moved his rigid cock toward her mouth.
 
"Ummm...." she said as his fingers felt her. She squealed and groaned in disappointment when his fingers left her. Hans began to pull her panties off and she groaned in excitement, and then told her to lift her ass as he pulled her panties off. She did so, arching her back and smiling as she did so.

Her completely bare pussy was now free of any hindrances, and she smiled.

Wait-Hans didn't know English? He didn't have an ENglish accent!

With a start, Annemarie woke with a start, staring up, a silent scream on her lips, but no noise came out of her pillowy lipped mouth.
 
So she finally woke did she, Jason thought with a grin as he pushed his cock all the way into her mouth. her eyes flashing open and realising what was happening was almost enough to make him come right there, but he held on ... just.

"If you bite me I'll hurt you. You do exactly what I say and you'll get out of this alive. Do you understand me?" He asked putting on a slightly deeper tone than his normal voice. He reached down and began fondling her breast again as he slowly pumped into her mouth feeling her tongue press against him to try and force him out, but only succedding in making the act more enjoyable to him.
 
Her stomach turned as she realized what was happneing. She was being violated in her own living room. Eyes flashing frantically, his cock was shoved in her mouth, gagging her and making her silent.

"If you bite me I'll hurt you. You do exactly what I say and you'll get out of this alive. Do you understand me?" the man with the mask on said in deep tones, and she whimpered, tears coming to her eyes. She was far from a virgin, but this was frightening.
She managed a "YES" with his cock muffling her response, trying to get him out of her mouth and trying to get away. His hand on her breast made her wriggle, but she tried to get away from him, desperately shoving him away with her hands on his thighs, legs flailing and arms shoving.
 
"Thats not cooperation, bitch!" Jason said as Annemarie tried to fight him off. Pulling his cock from her warm mouth, he picked her up violently and slapped her hard across the face sending her stumbling across the room and falling onto the couch. Moving over to her kneeling form he presented his cock again to her face.

"If I have to hurt you I will, its your choice." Jason said calmly and coldly. "Now suck my cock." He ordered putting a hand to the back of her head and pulling it forward.
 
"Thats not cooperation, bitch!" the masked man said, picking her up, striking her hard and Annemarie fell over, her ears ringing, and she realized she was sprawling on the floor and naked. She trembled in fear, but the words of her favourite quote came to her head "Fool the enemy make you think you are calm, then strike."

"If I have to hurt you I will, its your choice." the man said his voice steady and cold as ice. "Now suck my cock." his hand went to the back of her head, entangled in her hair a bit and shoved her head forward.

Without opening her mouth, she began to cry, sobbing hysterically without any pretense, her mascara and eyeliner smudging and runnign down her pretty face. She hoped this would distract him.
 
Jason had enough of her. Grabbing her hair he dragged her up onto the couch and sat astride her. They were both naked now and he was at just the right level for her to suck him.

"You open that pretty mouth of yours, Annemarie, or I'll knock your teeth down your throat." Jason snarled at her as he held her hands above her head and pushed his cock against her lips while his weight pinned her to the couch.
 
Oh she had really done it now, she thought.

He threw her down on the couch, straddled her, and grabbed both of her tiny wrists in his hand, a very angry look in his eyes, and he demanded she suck his cock.

With the cock poking against her lips as she cried, she opened her mouth, remaining motionless, sniffling, sure he would rape and kill her.
 
Ignoring her tears, Jason slid his cock into her mouth at last. It felt warm and damp, but where was her tongue? The bitch was not moving and not blowing him. She just sat unmoving beneath him.

"I've told you, if you do as I say I won't need to hurt you. Now suck me." He said again the anger evident in his voice.

He reached down with his spare hand and found her clit again. He began gently rubbing it deciding that vicious action would only send her over the edge further and he'd get nowhere.
 
He rubbed her clit, but fear left her unmoved. She was pissed off at him, and decided that she would risk getting hurt in order to get out of here alive and unviolated by this twerp.

"NO!" she screamed loudly, despite the cock in her mouth it was evident what she was said. She refused to move or suck and kept her tongue in her mouth unmoved as well.
 
The backhand that Jason hit her with knocked her from the couch to the floor where he dropped on her and slapped her once more. he couldn't use his fist, despite wanting to, he'd never hit a woman before. She lay groggy on the carpet as Jason quickly got to his feet and searched for something to gag her with. her panties lay close by, but she'd just push them out of her mouth. Tape. Tape would keep it in, yeah he'd seen that on a film sometime. Running to her kitchen he found a roll of duct tape and was about to run back when his eyes caught other stuff he could use. Finally he was back in the living room with his finds. Grabbing up the panties he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Annemarie was still a little out of it from his beating so she didn't resist when he shoved her panties into her mouth. Her eyes flashed open wide though as he ripped a piece of duct tape free and covered her mouth with it. He wouldn't be getting a blowjob now, but at least she wouldn't scream again. He'd also found a small ball of string which he used to tie her hands to the legs of the couch. She wasn't going anywhere now.

He laughed and dropped between her kicking legs. Pressing his cock down to her pussy he forced it in. She was still quite dry, but it still felt good to him as he pushed all the way inside her.
 
He hit her with a reeling force that sent her sailing onto the floor. Her ears rung and her head spun, seeing stars as he moved around in her kitchen and then to other places. She had no idea what was going on, and the next thing she knew her roots were on fire as he grabbed a fistful of hair and shoved her dirty panties in her mouth, makign her want to gag.

Taking her hair even more harshly and harder, her head was thrown further back and he covered her panty-stuffed mouth with a piece of duct tape roughly. Eyes wide, she watched as he grabbed her wrists and tied them to the legs of the couch so she could have a bit of motion for him to position her as he see fit, but not enough to do anything. Whimpering, her dancer's build unfortunately caused her a problem as he laughed, and pushed her legs up. She kicked but then figured the less she struggled, the less it would hurt. Her legs were up in a V as he pressed his body against them and then thrust into her dry pussy.

She screamed in pain, because the friction killed her. Tears flowing down her face, she shook her head, a look of desperation on her face. She tried to speak and if he listened hard he would hear..."I have lube..in my bedroom....pleassee...it hurtsss.." she said, the crying intensifying as the pain hurt worse and worse.
 
What was she mumbling about? Jason kept pushing his cock into her as he listened thinking she was begging him to stop, but then his ears picked out 'lube' from the string of grunts and muffled words. Lube, eh? Um, why not, would make it better for them both. Pulling out of her quickly, groaning slightly at the feeling that brought, he ran to her bedroom and began searching.Not only did he find the lube, he also found an 8" red dildo which he grabbed and brought back to the living room where his captive still lay unable to do anything but the occasional grunt as she tried to free her hands. She stilled as she heard him approach her. Kneeling down in front of her, Jason held up the dildo and grinned at Annemarie.

"So you like big cocks inside you do you?" He asked with a sneer. "Well I have plans for this little baby, but first..."

Placing the dildo on the carpeted floor, Jason opened the lube and squeezed some on his hand. He reached down and spread it over his cock, sighing at the cool but arousing feeling of his own slick hands stroking him. Opening her legs again, he placed the lube at herpussy slit and squeezed shooting some up inside her.He'd never done this before, but she had to be slippery enough now surely. Now ready again, he pushed between her legs and held themup and open,looking down with an open mouth of sheer lust as he watched his cock slide almsot effortlessly into her this time. He closed his eyes at the feeling he was getting and pushed until he was all the way in and his balls slapped against her ass.
 
She saw him stop after a few painful thrusts and then he went into the bedroom. Annemarie waited until he came back, she was trying to free her hands in the process of him doing that.

He came up to her, kneeled and held up her dildo and she internally groaned, thinking she should have hid that.

"So you like big cocks inside you do you?" He asked her, his mouth curling into a vicious snee. "Well I have plans for this little baby, but first..."

He put the dildo down, and she cried out because she as scared of what he was going to do with her. Opening the lube, he slathered it on his cock and then some on her cunt. He stroked himself as he looked down at her, then moved her legs back up, in a V, her legs nearly behind her head as he took advatnage of her flexibility. He looked in a state of bliss, eyes closed and mouth slightly agape.

She squirmed. It didn't hurt but she didn't want to be in this predicament anymore.
 
Jason thrust into her quickly and sharply now,loving the feeling of his slick cock banging into her over and over again. He could tell she wasn't enjoying it, but he didn't give a fuck ... well he did, he laughed to himself, he was giving her a real fuck. Gripping her hips to give him more leverage he marveled at her smooth skin and how supple she was. He'd pushed her legs up and apart thinking it would hurt her, but her body accepted the position easily and he wondered what other positions he could get her into. He wished he could ungag her, but he couldn't risk her screaming or shouting, so for now she would have to remain with her panties in her mouth and taped.

Annemarie's breasts moved before him as he savagely pumped in and out of her and he couldn't help but slide his hands up to cup the wonderful tits and sqeeze them hard. He hadn't been with many girls at all, certainly none as beautiful as Annemarie, so he was going to make the most of this. Pinching her nipples he smiled at her as the sensations of fucking this cheerleader slut began to take control of him.
 
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