She got herself a surprisefuck in the parking garage.
The cunt had been punted, the belly was punched.
The mature bitch passed out, and the youthgang had their way with her.
Nothing complex, just the oldfashioned in-out in-out.
A classic powerquickie on a public place, shagging in great haste.
Suddenly some nervous kid shouted out that he heard a car was coming, and everyone ran away in panic, exept me who was still on top of her and inside her, pumping away. She was completely fainted, so I did not need any help holding her, and I completed the fuck with an internal salvo with my cum. I then took this photo of her, and intended to join my comrades, who was already fleeing the building, taking the stairs.
But I just could not take my eyes of her, lying there so sexy.
That oozing sperm, that ginger bush.
That bare thighs, that bare legs.
Even when she was unconscious, she strutted those boobs.
Her entire body and soul was a great insult to my feelings of both right and justice, and I just could not follow my better judgement and run away. I just could not leave her. Not just like that.
"We're not done yet!" I said, and mounted her again.
"You wont get away so easy, you cockteasing bitch!"
Her cunt was like a quagmire from all that sperm and fucking, and it started to give away those farting sounds, as I pumped her once again. I did not care anymore if someone came around now, I just could not resist the urge to give her another load, no matter the cost.
"Silence woman!" I yelled.
In retrospect I see the irrational about shouting at a unconscious female, but I just hate them being heard, even the fuckingsounds, and I feel it as a personal insult to me.
"Yeeeeeah! Take THAT - you filthy slag!" I triumphed, as my load just exploded inside her cunt, probably shooting my sperm right up into her uterus. I firmly believe that some sperm even came out her mouth from that mighty salvo, but them more sceptical fellows, may say it was probably her drooling.
Anyway I realized, lying there happy on top of her, that nobody actually was coming, it was just the two of us and no other present at the garage. My comrades had abandoned me, so I felt no obligation to contact them, and I discovered that she had a car key.
I stripped her, and laid her nude into the trunk of her own car.
Her cloth and stuff I laid in the frontseat beside me, and I drove off the parking garage with all my loot and booty.
I could already then sense that this was the start of something good.
As I drove her fancy car, I threw her cloth and shoes out the window.
"You wont be needing that." I whispered.
"Not anymore."
I found her adress written down, and a remote controll for a cargate, yeah, the woman was probably stinking rich too. I just hoped she lived alone, and as it turned out, she really did.
I found it out much later, when I got to better know her, but she was a former prostitute.
She had married herself rich, and then divorced the man, and since that lived all by herself in a gated property, with no immediate neighbours. The property did not have any alarm, but it had a solid wall with electrical barbed wire on top of it. I could not have been luckier.
All I had ever wanted was a fancy car, a house of my own, a giant bed, and a sexy broad bound into it.
A moment ago I had nothing of it, and now I suddenly got it all. And to my own surprise, there was no interference to my new life. The divorcee had practically isolated herself, and nobody ever contacted her, or asked for her. It was all just like winning the lottery, bigtime.
This place became my very first rapecave.
She became my eleventh fuck, and my very first sexslave.
My first and still my best.
Once a whore.
Always a whore.
She also believed she was beyond her childbearing age.
I proved her wrong.
I firmly believe that those females who dont become pregnant when fucked, just do so out of pure defiance, and that they all should all be fisted if they dare doing such stunts like that.
I had to fist her both vaginally and anally, yeah, I even had to doublefist her vaginally.
But at last she surrendered her uterus, and even prayed crying to God for making a new life growing inside her.
I just love knocking up grannies, it's the ultimate victory and conquest for me, and the ultimate surrender and submission for them.
For the rest of my life I never had to sleep on a mattress alone.
Every night I have Granny, nude and bound spreadeagle under me, or some other broad.
I sleep on top of them, with my cock plugging them, so the sperm stays inside them.
If I wake up at night, because the broad moves or moan for example, I fuck her again, and fucking her is the last thing I do before I sleep, and the first thing I do when I wake up.
And I have put Granny's money to good use.
The mighty Shagman would never have been a reality, had it not been for that granny fortune.
I have my shagmobiles, my shagcaves, and even my shagsuits, all because of her.
She became a late bloomer.
She was a worthless and wicked whore for almost her entire life, but finally she became a force for good.
In many ways I was born by her.
Shagman arised on top of her.
I was only a little boy.
She made me a man.
A real man.
Shagman.
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