Names are always changed every erotic rape fantasy or story. I role-played this one on a phone sex call with a regular. We always do different scenarios where he forces a different girl. It turns me on being his different victim each time.

I was closing up at the pub and I knew him. Rob was such a nice guy and everybody knew it. I was putting up the bar stools and closing up by myself when I noticed Rob had stopped by to see if I needed a ride home. I unlocked the door and let him in of course and told him that I appreciated it, but that I wouldn’t be finished closing up for about 15 more minutes. He said, “That’s alright, I can wait and help you out.” This was typical of Rob, he was always a social guy and willing to help.

I told him I was about finished and to wait right out front as I went to the back room to get my purse and change out of my work jacket. As I was pulling my work jackef off, I felt hands on my ass. I quickly turned around and snapped, “What the hell are you doing? You know I have a boyfriend.” He had to be joking. This was so unlike the guy everyone knew. Only something was very different about him. There was this look in his eyes. This hard, cold, look… it was like staring at a different man. The man standing in front of me didn’t flinch as I raised my hand to slap his face and without breaking eye-contact with me, he grabbed my wrist before I could slap him. “We can do this the hard way or the easy way.” That’s all he said. I told him he was scaring me and I could feel my legs start to tremble. Gripping my arm firmly, he forced me back up against the lockers in the break room.
I was so shaken, I managed to say, “This is a joke, right? Please don’t… I have a boyfriend, you know that. I think you have the wrong idea about me.”
He said, “Oh yeah, what idea is that?” as his other hand forcefully pushed up my skirt and started tugging at my panties.
“I bet you have a real sweet cunt, don’t you bitch?” he said to me as I could feel his fingers pressing up against my pussy lips. I grimaced and tried to push him away. He was too strong for me. He completely over-powered me. All I could do was beg him not to. “Shut up. I don’t want to hear your whining. You’re always strutting around in short skirts and showing off these new tits of yours.” I was happy with my new implants, but I didn’t realize he thought different of me because of it. No no… this couldn’t be the reason he was acting this way. This was a different man. Rob couldn’t be a rapist, could he? He won’t force me… This can’t be happening. All these thoughts were running trough my mind and he told me to unzip his pants. He got real close to my ear and said, “I don’t want to have to hurt you, but I will.” I believed him. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as he forced me to my knees and rubbed his cock on my face telling me to suck it. I asked him if he would let me go if I gave him a blow job, and he said yes. I don’t know why I believed him, but I figured if I sucked him off really well, he’d cum and let me go. This ended up backfiring and I was crying but sucking his cock the best I could trying to get it over with as fast as possible. This just made him more aggressive and he told me what a cum slut I was. That he knew I was a dirty bitch cock sucker. I felt humiliated as he pulled me by my hair off my knees and bent me over the break-room table. Feeling his hands all over me groping me, molesting my body and his cock pressing hard up against my pussy. He raped me repeatedly in every hole. Even my virgin ass… It was so painful and felt like forever, but when he was done he grabbed me by my throat and made me swallow his cum. He checked my mouth afterwards to make sure I swallowed and then he took a small bottle of listerine out of his pocket and made me rinsh with it and swallow it. He stuffed my own panties in my mouth and bent me back over the table. I thought…. Oh god, he isn’t finished raping me… told me to spread my legs and not move until he said so. I could hear his pants zipping and his belt buckle. I thought I heard him leave, but I was too scared to check. So I sat there for hours crying, broken and humiliated wondering if he was coming back. When I finally realized he was gone, I crouched to the floor and pulled my knees up to my chest and told myself it never happened and it was all a bad dream…
~Erotic Rape Fantasy by RaVaGeDgiRL~