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Interview with a rapist

Interview with a rapist. Imagine an interview room, painted green and cream as so often is the decor of the Police and municipal buildings. Imagine a stainless steel table, square, shiny from use and bolted to the floor. Three chairs surround the stained table top, cheap aluminium, easily replaced. Two large Police detectives face a grubby little man, unshaven, dirty and somewhat dishevelled from the poor treatment he alleges he received at the time of his arrest. The following is the one sided responses to their questioning:It didn't start out that way, just sort of happened. I didn't leave my house thinking I am going to go out and rape the shit out of someone today.

Jemma

It looks like a rape, but read on and discover that it isn't. The following story is based on the imagination of a reader who has given permission for the use of her ideas. For the sake of privacy, her name will not be published and does not bare any resemblance to the characters portrayed herein. The beginning is entirely her story, with only editorial alterations, background, in fills and the conclusion on my part. As with all of the works posted by me, under my name, it is protected by international copyright and may not be copied, published or posted under any other name without express permission of the author.

Lisa

I suppose that it was pure chance, a lucky throw of the dice, and a case of right time, right place, in which I met Lisa. The circumstances were hardly usual; in fact shock was possibly the first reaction she evinced from me. Definitely, shock. Intrigue and wanton lust also added to the brew of emotions that she caused. The experience of her was a life-changing event, one that would never ever diminish in the memory and would alter my perspective on life from that time onwards. I had been called by a man who's name reminded me of an out-board motor.

Role play

Occasionally, just occasionally, role play in the bedroom takes on a whole new intensity and, instead of role playing; the person becomes the role and is taken to another dimension. Occasionally, what starts out as a fantasy, stitched into a session of sex, soon becomes a situation, where anything becomes possible. Where inhibitions are left behind and the participants are removed from the real world of stresses and strife to a place, totally overtaken by the acts of present and future, lust and promise of fulfillment. The following is one such event; where the players become the played and all plans become secondary to the unfolding events, where the scene is the lasting real part of a fiction.

Two's company...

...Three's a crowd, but four is... well read on and make your own mind up. But, please don't ask me what I think, I'm still coming down and can't think straight yet. Erotica; Probably the best exhibition or show in London of the year. Usually held around the middle of November, when it is cold and miserable out, but the heat in the Grand Hall; Olympia, near Earls Court, South West London, goes off the scale. I had managed to get two of the hottest tickets in town. You have to get them early, otherwise you will be disappointed. We got there early and waited by the main entrance doors until the place opened.

How I seduced my cousin

Well this is another lovely story of my sexual experience with my sexy 19 yr old cousin named Sonia (Name changed). She was very attractive, fair complexioned, about 5'5" tall and had a slim figure with great sexy curves. It all started with a visit of mine to my aunt`s place. It was winter season with unbearable cold at that time. We were all sitting in the hall inside blankets and watching TV. Sonia was sitting just next to me resting her back on my knees. I was inside blanket. I started feeling the heat of her body and it was good enough to arouse me and finally I got erected. I slowly moved my hand and placed it over her smooth thighs.

Personal Shopper

I would like to start off by saying that I consider myself Bisexual and while the concept of a female cross dresser is rare, I'm here to tell you that it does exist. I like to wear men's cloths, it really turns me on. It's is if I am a completely different person when I play dress up .one day one I was bored beyond all reason , I happened to notice that a new Men's wear store had opened up in a town close by and I thought to myself that maybe it was time to add to my wardrobe . First it was prep time. Had to make myself over to look like a man so I could go in and scope the place out looking for potential targets First thing was had flatten out the B cups a little.

The Palace of Wisdom

" The Palace of Wisdom"John Morrison's nude body lay on the shower room floor. Last man standing matches were the worst as far what they take out of you and this one tonight had been particular brutal. All he really cared right now was getting the bumps and bruises enough under control so he could make it back to the hotel suite. With all four shower jets pointed his way and the temperature up almost scalding , it was starting to loosen him up. His mind was drifting when he could hear female voices in the background . " just going to grab a quick shower and I'll meet you back at the Hotel" yelled Melina Perez as she stepped into the shower room wrapped only in a large towel.

On the Road Again

Another day in the Bastille was winding down and Jonah was counting the seconds . He had been at this for right around eight months and while he had made a big name for himself on the local circuit, it was clear to him and most of the trainers at the gym that Jonah "The Jett" Boyer was ready to make the next leap . The problem was the head of the school was the only opinion that counted . Rene Marnier, AKA Rene Masterson was a relic of the squared circle , Winning numerous titles all over the globe and being the envy every man and the desire of every woman with his matinee idol looks .

Catch Ass Catch can

Henry sat at the end of the locker bench pondering the last year of his life and how it had gone so wrong. From two sport athlete who could write his own ticket anywhere he wanted to a struggling jock football player in the middle of an Ohio cornfield trying to get anyone to noticed him. It had all come to a head a year ago on the night of the state championship. Henry had been named MVP of the game for his three interceptions including the one that he ran back for a touchdown to seal the game. There was a party at the starting quarterback's house and it was like the entire town was there.