Outhouse Rape phone sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasiesI guess no one is safe anymore from rape phone sex fantasies. I was at a carnival late last night. It was already dark and a lot of the people were coming in from bars and parties to have a little fun. The main restroom were jammed with people. The lines were so long and I had to pee pee so bad. I decided to brave the nasty Porta Potties out back.

I had a short skirt and sandals on. I figured I would take a quick squat and be back to the fun in minutes. The outhouses were in a dimly lit area behind the fairway. I saw the green “unoccupied” on the door and pushed in.

What happened next was so fast that I had no time to react, no time to scream.You were hiding in there. You grabbed me and threw me against the wall. “Don’t fight me and you will live.” you rasped. I looked down to see a monster cock with no condom. I knew that you intended to take me bareback.

You spun me around, yanking up my skirt, bending me over. You pushed my head inside of the toilet seat so that my face was just inches from the foul water. I could smell the stench of barfed and shitted carnival food that had been roasting in the heat.  “Look at the gook whore with her head in the toilet. A good place for you, don’t you think?” Your massive dick violated me, making me scream. It echoed into the john, lost in the carnival noise.  You fucked me fast and violent, your fuck stick tearing my tiny Asian pussy. I felt your jizz blast my insides and I gagged into the turd tank.

The door slammed behind me and you were gone.  I tried to get up, only to have the door yanked open by another man. “Oooooh, a carnival ride for me.” he chuckled. I heard his zipper being pulled down. ……

 

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