Miss Mary was not a good looker any more. Her nice firm youthful body had left her years ago. She once stood five foot seven, with a pair of D cup tits that gravity could never touch. Firm tone ass and tight toned body as well. There was nothing left of that as she eventually lost to age and gravity. Her tits sagged except when she wore a push up bra, and she would use shaping underwear for when she went out now to return her ass's shape to her and narrow her waist some. Her going out clothes she had picked out over the years to help hold her body and keep her looking good. However at fifty-seven years old with gray hair there is only so much a woman can do to pretty herself up.
Her sex life was nonexistent for several years now, but she used to be active daily when her husband was still alive. At least once a day since her kids grew up and left the house to have families of their own, her and her husband fucked. She had dildos and vibrators, she tried a few times after he passed away to play with herself but it just wasn't the same so she put it all away in the top drawer of her nightstand and never looked back.
Even after she retired, she never worried about men, dating or sex at all. She didn't think of herself as attractive, sexy or alluring. She just got into her routine of church on Sundays and Wednesday nights. Shopping every Thursday. And then just going to visit friends for lunches and dinners. She didn't worry about money since she made enough from her retirement and plus with her husband's life insurance she had plenty to be content and not worry about anything anymore.
She was friendly to her neighbors, even though she was a bit snoopy about their lives and what they were doing. She did keep her peace with them, and even help them out on occasion. It wasn't anything strange or new when her Neighbor Jack came over asking to borrow a cup of sugar. Jack was a fit man, five foot ten inches, two hundred pounds and was only forty two years old. She never thought he was interested in her and she never showed him any interest either. She showed no one any interest at all. So she let him into her kitchen, he politely closed the door. She got the bag of sugar out of her cupboard and set it on the island as he set down his measuring cup for a cup of sugar. She saw nothing to this, but what happened next changed her life.
Jack placed his hand between her shoulder blades and bent her over her kitchen island knocking the wind out of her as he did. His other hand went to her sweat pants and he yanked them down to her thighs and her panties too. "I been watching you Miss Mary. I am going to give you something you need. All sluts need."
"NO! STOP! GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" She managed to scream out at him. Her heart was racing; this was like a bad scene from a movie or something. She tried hard to push against him, try and grab his arm, anything as she kept screaming at him to stop. Of course it was mid-day, and even IF any of the neighbors could hear her, they were all at work.
"God DAMN you're a tight slut. When's the last time you been fucked Miss Mary?" The thought of over ten years ago ran through her mind when he asked her. Maybe longer, she couldn't think strait right now. Her Mind was in panic mode trying to grasp what was going on. She never thought or imagined she would be raped, she didn't think she was sexy enough to attract anyone's attention to be raped. She let out a pained scream as the head of his thick cock finally pushed into un-prepared pussy. It was quickly getting wet though as nature had designed.
"Don't worry slut. I'll fuck you so good you won't be tight for a month. Damn you feel like a virgin." And to her she did feel like she was losing her virginity again. But, even still Jack was no average size cock too. His thick hard long shaft would have made have made her feel tight anyways even if she been using her vibrator the last month. Jack loved her tight little pussy to; it took him several hard thrusts just to get his cock buried up into her snatch. Once he got it all the way up into her he began pounding away at her. He wasn't being gentle, wasn't just fucking her, he was pounding and punishing her pussy with his cock. Her hips rammed into the island over and over again, she was having a hard time getting her breath at first.
"Get... Get the fuck off me! Stop this Jack! Stop raping me! I'll have you fucking locked up for life for this." Every thrust he gave her hurt, her pussy ached and screamed through her body. His hips slamming into her ass and making her slam her hips into the island hurt. He finally reached up into her hair and grabbed hold of her wiry curls, the gray at the roots was starting to show. He jerked her head back each time he thrust into her, battering her into each of his abusive thrusts. Even though she yelled at him to stop her breaths were staggered between thrusts. But he never slowed down; never eased up, as fact she thought he was fucking her harder each time she told him to stop.
She couldn't get to him or make him stop, two minutes of her life were his now and she could not get it back. Instead as the tears ran down her face and the realization he was going to fuck her without a single care for her wellbeing. She placed her arms under her to at least prop herself up so he wasn't jerking on her neck so hard. And also so she could push against him to stop the constant battering of her hips against the hard wood island. She was able to see the clock across the kitchen, three minutes he now taken of her life, she focused on that to try and get through this. Every hard thrust from him ached inside her pussy.
Five minutes gone by, what the hell she wondered. Her husband would have blown his wad by now and Jack was just getting more amped up as he fucked her. The worst part for her was she was realizing that tight building sensation in her stomach was getting her close to her own orgasm. She could NOT cum and let him know it. She just couldn't give him the satisfaction of raping her and making her get off from being raped. She wasn't some sex slave, or fuck puppet. So she tried her hardest to hold back, She never done this before, and knew very little of controlling her orgasms. Without any experience or practice what so ever her eyes locked on the clock, seven minutes of the rape and she came. She broke, her pussy clamped tight on his cock and convulsed around it.
