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Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

I arrived home in a daze. How was I going to carry this off? The stress was going to be unbearable. We all live with the fear of rape, thats part of being a woman. Its always there, lurking, waiting to pounce. And which of us hasnt been raped at some time. I dont mean the guy who jumps you in the dark and drags you into the bushes. No, Im talking about the husband who comes home drunk and wont take no for an answer or the date who plies you with more drink than you can handle and does wait for you to sober up. But this fear is more immediate, more personal, more real. OK, so they said I was only one of a number of women, but I dont buy that. That was just a sop to make me feel better about it. Im sure that theyve got pretty firm intelligence that the guy is after me. And I have to bear this on my own. I cant even tell my husband. But what if he notices something different about me? What am I supposed to say. I cant even turn to the police. They were very clear about that. I was only to contact them through the number Id been given. No contact with the police. Its obvious why. You dont need to think very hard about it. They cant be sure that the guy isnt a policeman. Maybe they even know that he is. Plus I have to tell them about anything thats suspicious. How the hell am I supposed to know what is and isnt suspicious? Take that guy on a bike who I saw in town. Was he just riding around or was he following me. I kept seeing him, but then there were lots of others around. He was just the one who stood out on account of his red t-shirt. If someone was following me, surely hed make sure not to be conspicuous. Or that window. I was sure I latched it before I left, but it was open when I got back. Did I just forget it or did someone break in. Well if they did, they didnt take anything as far as I can see. They certainly didnt tidy the place for me while they were here. Ill make a start tomorrow and make sure I am more observant about things, what I do, where I leave things, whos around me when Im out. Then Ill know what sort of thing to report. Im at a loose end now, having cancelled my appointment with my friend at the Pharmacy. Perhaps my husband and I can gave some fun tonight once our son goes to bed. Thatll take my mind off this problem.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

There was a faint light showing from her bedroom window when I got there just before midnight, like a bedside lamp. They were probably reading and would soon feel drowsy and put out the light, leaving me free run. I let myself in through the open window of the sons bedroom. He didnt notice me he was snoring loudly. And as soon as I was inside, I knew they werent reading. How their son could sleep through that noise, I cant imagine. Probably he was used to it. There was no need to creep quietly. I just walked normally to their bedroom door and peeked through the crack. They were on the bed rutting like wild animals. Been at it quite a while by the state of the room. The sheets were all crumpled and there was a pillow in the middle of the floor. She was flat on her back with her ankles pinned up by her ears and he was hammering her like he was in the 100 metre sprint, his balls banging into her ass with each stroke. She was honking and snorting with each thrust and he was grunting and groaning. It sounded like a farm yard. This was a glorious opportunity for me to move around as I liked. I could have vacuumed the place and they wouldnt have noticed. But I was transfixed. Gave me a stand too, I dont mind admitting. So I just stood there imagining what it would be like when I fucked her. Would she resist and fight me, like the first girl had? Or would she be like last bitch? I felt like I was the one who had been raped after that encounter. It wasnt long before she came and he followed her soon after. Then they just collapsed and were snoring louder than their son. The whole family was dead to the world, so I took my time making sure I could find my way around in the dark. Then I checked out the bathroom to see if there were any convenient places I might rig up a cam to watch her. There was a high shelf, so I got a chair and borrowed their torch from the kitchen drawer and guess what I found. There was cam there already. Someone was filming them. It wasnt running, thank goodness, or it would have recorded me. That got me worried. If there was a cam there, where else might they be and were they running earlier when I paid a visit. I doubted it. my money was on the son, prying on his parents when they were in the shower. Id put money on there being a cam running in the bedroom right at this minute picking up their nocturnal activities from earlier. Id check that when the place was empty. But Id need to be careful not to get myself caught.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

Damn. The bitch. Shes put locks on the windows. Does that mean she realised someone had been inside? I doubt it, the place isnt that tidy. But its just a minor inconvenience. I need a key and I know just where I can get one. Her son. When hes playing sport, I can borrow his keys and get one cut. No worries. Getting the key was a piece of cake. No one noticed. And it works perfectly. Fortunately, theres no chain on the door, but that wouldnt stop me. Id just have to adjust my plans. I wore a balaclava this time, just in case those cams were on, but they werent. I found another one in her bedroom, which made me think it was her son secretly filming his parents in the shower or fucking. But then I found another in his room. So whos filming who and why? The answer was easy once I got onto her computer. You wouldnt believe how easy it is to hack someones password, they just dont have any imagination. Its her doing the filming. They broadcast on one of those real live couples channels on the porn sites. There were some recordings to wet peoples appetites. She calls herself Trish and her husband Dave, although thats not their real names. You can see them in bed or in the shower. And the sons bedroom cam? Well, my guess is that shes watching him wank off or maybe theyre broadcasting that on another channel somewhere. Or perhaps, well, no, that would be disgusting, best not to think about that. I did have one amusing idea. Why not broadcast the rape? That would pull in the viewers. So long as I didnt leave any clues, of course. Anyway, that visit was worth while. I feel really comfortable in there now. I even picked up a spare key to those new window locks in case the route to the door is blocked. Its always good to have a fall-back.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

That sixth sense, the one Pamela Davidson talked about, well I had it again last night. I felt something as soon as I got back home, but I couldnt put my finger on what it was. There was no one there I checked everywhere and the window locks were all secure. Everything was where Id left it, and nothing was missing. But there was something, something I just couldnt put my finger on. Still, I was safe and secure, so I just carried on and the feeling began to fade. Until Until I got up in the night to go to the bathroom, which is just across from our bedroom. I felt it again as soon as I walked out of our room, but the place was quiet, apart from my son snoring. It made me feel uneasy, though, uneasy enough to lock the bathroom door. Then, as I opened the door, there was a presence, right in front of me. I hadnt put the lights on and it was pitch dark, but I was aware of someone standing right in front of me. I put out my hand, touched his chest, his bare chest, and acted instinctively. Up came my knee, right into his balls, one fast, hard thrust to smash his balls before he could get his hands on me. I heard a groan and a thud as the man hit the floor. I cried out and reached into the bathroom to put on the light. And there he was, rolling on the carpet at my feet, his face pale, his eyes rolling. It was my husband.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

What a farce. It was all I could do to stop myself laughing. Id slipped in just to check around its like my second home now. I might even sleep on the sofa one night just to get the feel of waking up there. Well, it was in the early hours and I had just got myself a drink of water from the kitchen, when I heard noises from the direction of the bedrooms. I thought they might be fucking again and was about to go along for a free show, when I saw her walking across from her bedroom into the bathroom. It was too dark to see anything specific, but she was naked, I was sure of that. Next thing, her husband comes out and hes naked too. Hes just got to the bathroom door when she comes out. I thought they might set to it right there, because she approaches him and puts her hand on his chest. But then she just knees the poor bastard in the balls. He groaned and sank to the floor, while my hand went instinctively to my crotch. She puts the light on in the bathroom and there he is in a heap at her feet. She immediately starts apologising and wailing Sorry, Im so sorry, I didnt know it was you. Then her son comes out and asks whats going on. Hes naked too. The whole family must sleep in the buff and wander around like that. She tells him his father has hurt himself and he asks how. Meantime, father is rolling on the floor moaning and cursing. Son is just looking down on him asking How, mom, how did he hurt himself? Shes down on the floor like a great sow with her ass in the air, those huge tits swinging close to the floor. She looks up at her son and snaps Dont stand there asking stupid questions, just help me get your father into bed. As if hes going to be in less pain there. But dad doesnt want help, from either of them. He shrugs her off and crawls on all fours back into the bedroom. When she put the light out, I wandered along to hear what was going on, but all I could pick up were his moans and her cooing apologies. So all in all an amusing night. But I learnt a lot. Shes jumpy, thats for sure. She wouldnt have kneed him like that unless she thought there might be a stranger about. Thats not unusual. Lots of women are nervous with me on patrol, but I bet theyre not knocking their husbands balls about like that. And Ive got my first sight of her in the flesh. She looks much better than on those cam clips I found on her computer. All those bits fit together into a very nice package. Very nice indeed. Were going to have fun together, I just know that. But Ill need to keep clear of that knee.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

Shes always popping out nowadays, which is all to my benefit. I took the chance to let myself in and have another look around. And do you know the first thing I did when I got in. I stripped off. It just seemed the natural thing to do the entire family sleep naked and wander around naked, so why not me too, after all Im almost one of the family. And do you know what, I felt completely comfortable there. More comfortable than I ever had before. Even comfortable enough not to bother with the balaclava Im sure those cams are only turned on for the special performances. Speaking of which, I checked her computer and shes deleted her browser history. I wonder what made her do that. She didnt bother before. But Im getting side tracked. This time I wanted to check her laundry basket. She doesnt wash that often so I knew it would be easy to find what I was looking for. And there they were on the top, freshly discarded, a pair of red panties. Well, not so much panties, more of a small thong really. I brought them to my nose and took a long sniff. Perfect, just what I wanted. Pretty fresh considering the rank smell from the rest of the basket. Her cunt smells nice and sweet. Odd the way that womens cunts all smell different from each other. I rubbed them over my chest and then along my cock, wrapping it around and around so that I was coated in her scent. Some might say this was a bit of a fetish or even one of those rituals like some footballers follow before going out to play. But I dont see it that way. For me, this is a form of getting acquainted. My cock is going to feel at home when I fuck the bitch and settle right in that sweet cunt as though it belongs there. It was tempting to take the thong with me, but I thought better of it and tossed it back on the basket. Even someone as chaotic as this woman might notice a pair missing.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

This family is incredible. I decided to stay overnight in their spare room. I wanted to get some sleep and then get up in the early hours for some more familiarisation, but sleep was impossible. They are so noisy its surprising that the neighbours dont complain. Maybe they just enjoy the entertainment. Eventually I had to get up and go to see what was going on. The son was lying on the top of his bed wanking and moaning while he watched some porn on his tablet watching his parents, I shouldnt wonder. And his parents were copulating like a honeymoon couple. I took advantage of all the noise to visit the bathroom. If anyone noticed, the son would have thought it was one of his parents and his parents would have thought it was their son. Thank goodness things quietened down later. The son nodded on and the parents began to chat quietly. Well, she began to chat quietly and he began to moan quietly. I couldnt see what she was up to but my guess is she was giving him a hand job under the bed clothes while she persuaded him to do what she wanted. But what did she want? I heard her mention the weather, the weekend and that their son would enjoy it. Finally, the husband managed to get some words out and I understood. OK, he said, just so long as you dont stop what youre doing. We can leave after work on Friday. There was more moaning and a long sigh before he eventually said, what will you do while were away? Her answer was a classic. Do you know what she said? I almost burst out laughing when I heard it. This place needs a good clean. With you two out from under my feet, Ill be able to get it sorted in a couple of days. Her husband giggled at that. He knew she had no more intention of cleaning than of writing a novel. No, she had plans to spend time with the manager of the Pharmacy. And that meant I wouldnt have a chance to catch her on her own. But genius is the product of improvisation, or something like that. So I came up with a new plan. Since I was there and feeling right at home, Id just wait for her son to go to school and her husband to get off to work. And then, shed be home alone for the rest of the day. With me.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

I decided to trust Pamela. It looked like she really was a police officer and her advice was always sensible. Find a way to get your husband and son out of the house. Coming up with a reason was easier said than done. Pack them off camping. The weather was fine and they always enjoyed bonding on their camping trips. My husband had even discovered that he could manage without sex for a whole weekend if he had to. Though I suspected they had wanking competition in the night. Who could last longer or shoot further or get hard again sooner. That sort of thing. Persuading my husband, well that was the easy part. That special little thing I do with one hand on his cock and a couple of fingers up his ass. That gets him so wound up that hell do anything I ask, just so long as I dont stop. Got him post coital too, which is always a good time. But that just left one problem. How, I asked Pamela, was the rapist going to find out? Her answer didnt exactly fill be with confidence. To be honest, Mrs Wilson, I dont know. But hes finding out a lot about you, so hes bound to find out somehow. Well if it didnt happen, I wasnt going to complain. I knew Id be safe. No doubt about that. There would be an officer planted inside with me, probably in the spare room. He could get into the block easy enough. It would look like he was visiting one of the other residents. And Id have a personal alarm with me at all times connected direct to Pamelas phone. I couldnt be better protected. But you know what they say about best laid plans and all that. In a sense, though, I hoped he did find out and come for me on the weekend. The sooner this was over and done with the better.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

First there was the soft click of the door as her husband left, then the slam as her son left, and finally the sound of the shower. Perfect. She was alone and going to get clean. I dont like dirty women theyre a right turn off. The noise of the shower covered any noise I made as I assembled what I needed some bathrobe cords to tie her up and a pair of dirty panties. I stripped off, put on my mask and walked into the bathroom. The shower cubicle was steamed up all I could see was a cloud of steam. I was close enough to reach round and wash her back, but I didnt. When an arm came out and groped for a towel, I could have handed her one, but I didnt. When she emerged with a towel draped over her head, I could have helped her rub her body dry with a bath towel, but I didnt. I just stood behind and watched. In case youre interested, Im not hard at this stage. Quite the opposite. Im tense at this stage, so my cock is shrivelled, like a mushroom, no longer than an inch. It doesnt bother me Ill be fine later. Yes, Ill be fine, just as soon as I have her subdued. Thats the key part. After that, its just fun and games. My timing was perfect. I grabbed her round her waist while her head was still covered by the towel, spun her round, threw her against that door and then dragged her to her bedroom opposite. Classic surprise her, disorientate her and subdue her quickly. And, of course, keep well clear of her feet. I threw her onto the bed, sat astride her hips and grabbed her right wrist. A few flicks and it was tied to the bed by a cord. Shed got the towel off her head and was grabbing at my hair. A back hand slap across her face put a stop to that and her left wrist was soon tied up as well. She was starting to get vocal, so I stuffed the dirty panties into her mouth. I left her feet free for the moment I enjoy a good fight. And with her struggling beneath me, my cock was stiffening up nicely. Her phone started pinging. Someone called Pamela wanted her to ring her urgently. I muted the sound and tossed the phone into the corner. Time for the fun to begin.
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

Afterwards, when it was over, looking back, I was able to put events into some sort of order. To give a coherent account of what happened and what I was thinking and feeling. So, under Pamelas persistent questioning, I could say what he used to tie me up and gag me, although I didnt actually notice until much later. But at the time Funny that Id played this out with my husband hundreds of times, even on the web cam. Hed jump me, Id scream and fight back, wed wrestle on the bed with him trying to avoid my blows. But not this time. this was real and I wasnt a participant, only someone reacting to events outside my control, an object. My recollection of the time is just a jumble of confused images. The paralysing terror as he grabbed me. The inability to breathe until he smashed me into the door or wall, knocking the air out of my lungs. Worrying if Id have a black eye. Trying to shake the towel off my head so I could see. Then that first glimpse of my attacker after he threw me on the bed big guy, well-muscled, obviously spent a lot of time in the gym, probably wanked off in front of a mirror, the sort of guy I could go for, in different circumstances. It was when he began to tie me up that I forced myself to do something. I must have realised that it was too late by then to get away, but I had to do something, if only for the sake of my own self-respect. I knew he wouldnt kill he hadnt killed any of his victims so far. So I was looking ahead and knowing I had to live with myself when this was over. So I made an effort, calling out, thrashing about, pulling at his hair, as if any of those would make any difference. Then with me gagged and trussed up and him pinning me down astride my hips, I saw his cock. I stared at it fascinated, watching as it grew. Stiffening a bit first, then gradually rising, swinging off to his left and then climbing. And all I could think of was my own panties in my mouth, and the stale taste of my juices and my husbands cum. Why couldnt he have used a clean pair?
Thread: The rapist's next victim (Foxy Lady and CougarGirl)

Believe it or not, Ive not cum since my last rape. Not even wanked off, even watching this womans cam clips on her computer. People think that rapists must be sex mad, but its not like that at all. I like to keep myself pure for the next victim. Make sure theres a good load of sperm to impregnate her. I never use a condom. Its a risk, but I always make sure I pick clean woman, no dirty whores that will infect me with something. Shes rubbing on my balls as she squirms. She can probably feel how heavy they are. She must know Im going to flood her. This first fuck wont last long. Once I feel the tight heat of her cunt, Ill blow fairly quickly. After that, Ill last longer, so the sooner his first one is over the better. Its in her interests too. Shell know what its like and wont lie there worrying about it so much. All I need to do is to be careful not to catch one of those knees she dropped her husband with.