[Gilf Hunter]

My first effort here on this great site. This is what I am hoping will be the first chapter in the story of the development of a young rapist who finds that the older ladies have the most attraction for him.

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Robbie woke up and felt his cock throbbing. He had been at his girlfriend’s house the previous night. Her parents had been out but had returned home much earlier then expected because of the snow that was falling. Robbie and his girl friend had been sexually active for a couple of months and whenever they could be alone they fucked as much as they could. Last night had been one of those times and Robbie had just pulled her panties off of her slim waist so he could sink his hard shaft into her tight, wet cunt when they heard her parents car pull into the driveway. It had been close but they had both gotten their clothes on in time. Of course Sally had pulled her skirt on without her panties and Robbie’s still hard, still throbbing cock had been pushing out the front of his jeans like a tent when they walked in but at least they hadn’t gotten caught fucking away on the couch.

The schools had already announced they would be closed the next day because of the expected snow fall so Robbie had stayed at Sally’s house later then he normally would have. It was after midnight when Robbie walked the eight blocks home on the still falling snow, with the front of his jeans still being held out by his cock. The walk home was a little tough due to the foot of snow that had already fallen and as he walked Robbie thought of how good it felt when his cock was inside Sally. How good it felt to feel her using her vaginal muscles to squeeze him and how he usually grunted and almost screamed with pleasure as he came in the rubber he was wearing. He rubbed his cock through the jeans as he walked realizing he would have to jerk himself off before he would be able to sleep that night.

And now his Mom was calling him to answer the phone and his cock was throbbing hard again at the thought of fucking Sally. He quickly pulled on his jeans to hide his raging cock and went to the phone. “Hello,” he said, expecting to hear Sally’s voice. “Hello Robbie,” he heard, “This is Mrs. Russell, I just wanted to make sure you still wanted to come and shovel today, there has already been a young man here asking if I wanted him to shovel but I told him no because I had someone who would shovel for me.” “Sure Mrs. Russell, I’ll be there in a little while.” “Ok Robbie, I’ll watch for you, thank you.”

Robbie hung up the phone. He said to his Mom, “that was Old Lady Russell wanting me to come shovel her out.” “Robbie,” his mother said, “that’s not nice to call her “Old Lady Russell.” Robbie shrugged his shoulders as he headed back to his bedroom to dress and get ready to go shovel Mrs. Russell’s sidewalks. He had been shoveling her out for the past two winters and she always waited for him to do it because as she told him, he did it better then anyone else. She also paid much more then anyone else did and he could use the money so he could take Sally out. As he finished dressing he thought of Sally again and he had the same reaction he always did when he thought of his sexy girl friend. His cock sprang up and he rubbed it through his jeans again feeling the hardness and also feeling some pride in how big and thick he was. He smirked to himself as he thought of what Mrs. Russell had said, was he coming to shovel her out. He wanted to cum all right. He wanted to cum in Sally’s pussy.

As he headed out to walk to Mrs. Russell’s house, the sky was clearing. It must have stopped snowing soon after he had gotten home the previous night from Sally’s. There was about a foot of snow on the ground and the sun was starting to come out. He grabbed the snow shovel and turned as his Mom told him to be careful. He said he would and that he would shovel their sidewalks when he got back.

It took about twenty minute to walk the three blocks to Mrs. Russell’s house. Robbie looked at the house and saw how much snow there was to shovel. He shoveled the walk leading to the front door and rang the bell to let her know he was there and getting started.

Mrs. Russell, was in her mid 50’s and was still, in anyone’s estimation, an attractive woman. She had brunette, shoulder length hair and a trim, although somewhat full figure. Robbie had noticed her full breasts on the other times he had been there to shovel snow for her, but he had never had any sexual thoughts about her. After all she could have been his grandmother and in fact she did have a grandchild of her own. Her husband travelled a lot for his work and her children were either married or away at college.
Robbie rang the doorbell and Mrs. Russell answered almost immediately. She opened the door and smiled when she saw Robbie. She always dressed nicely and this morning was no different. She had a knee length skirt on and a sweater. “Good morning Robbie, she said. “What a snow storm.” “Yeah,” Robbie said, “There’s at least a foot out here.” I’m going to get started Mrs. Russell.” “That will be fine dear, come around to the kitchen door when you’re finished so I can pay you,” she said. Robbie smiled because Mrs. Russell always paid him well for shoveling her house. The house was a corner property with two long sidewalks and he always cleared her short driveway and the sidewalks that lead to the back and kitchen doors for her. On top of the money she always made hot chocolate for him when he was finished. She was a nice old lady he thought.

For the next hour and a half Robbie shoveled and shoveled snow. Finally he shoveled his way to the kitchen door and knocked on it. Mrs. Russell opened the door. “Oh Robbie, come in right away, you must be frozen,” she said. Robbie entered the warm kitchen and took his coat and boots off by the door. He could smell the hot chocolate.

“Come and sit at the table dear,” she said. “ I have some hot chocolate all ready for you.” Robbie walked to the table and Mrs. Russell turned to the stove and for the first time Robbie watched her walk and noticed that she had a very nice ass. The thought startled him, but as he looked at her he realized that she really did look pretty sexy in her skirt and sweater. He shook his head as if to clear it but the thought had already started to work on him. He could feel his cock moving in his jeans. “Oh my god,” he thought, “I’m getting turned on looking at Mrs. Russell’s ass.” He smiled and sat down at the table. For just a second he thought about what it might be like to fuck her and in that thought, he knew what he wanted to do. He did want to fuck this old lady and knew the only way he could do it was to rape her. Of course, thinking about raping a woman was one thing, actually doing it was something else again.

But his now throbbing cock was telling him that he needed to do it. Mrs. Russell poured two cups of hot chocolate and came back to the table. Fortunately Robbie had sat down and she couldn’t see how the front of his jeans were being pushed out by his cock. “Here you go dear, this should warm you up.” In Robbie’s mind he was thinking about something else that would warm him up even more and Mrs. Russell too. She sat down and they drank the hot chocolate and talked about a number of things. She wanted to know how his “cute” little girl friend was and how happy she was that he had such a good girl as his girl friend. Robbie thought about how he had been about to fuck that “good girl” last night. As they talked and sipped the hot chocolate, Robbie had started to think how he could rape her. He wondered if he really could do it. His cock seemed to be telling him that it needed to be in the old ladies cunt. He wondered, do you just grab her, what do you do to get her naked? Did he have the nerve to do it? He suddenly realized that before he left that day, he was going to rape Mrs. Russell. He almost felt like he was going to cum in his jeans just thinking about it. As they chatted and finished the hot chocolate, Mrs. Russell gave Robbie a quizzical look and laid her hand on top of his and said, “You look nervous Robbie or don’t you feel well?” Robbie felt the touch of her hand jolt through him like lightning settling in his groin. His cock pulsed against his jeans and he almost felt like throwing up he was so nervous about what he knew he was going to do. He took his hand out from under hers and put it over her hand. She smiled at him and he tried to smile back but he was sure it was a sickly looking smile. He started to say something but he felt his hands shake and start sweating. He had a hollow feeling in his stomach and swallowed a couple of times before he said, “Mrs. Russell, can I ask you a question?” Robbie was squeezing her hand tightly so she smiled and shifted her arm and hand a bit to relieve the pressure of his grip. “Of course you may dear,” Robbie heard as if he was in a tank of water miles away. He swallowed and finally in a small sounding voice he asked Mrs. Russell, “What do you do if there is something you know is bad but you really want to do it anyway, like you feel like you just have to do it?” Mrs. Russell quickly pulled her hand away and said, “I don’t know Robbie, you would have to tell me what it is. How do you know it is bad?” She stood up and took the hot chocolate cups to the sink and Robbie watched her ass move as she walked and inside he knew what he was about to do. He stammered that he didn’t know if he should tell her as he stood up and took a step toward where Mrs. Russell stood rinsing the cups in the sink with her back toward him.

Robbie felt like his face was burning up, his hands were sweaty and shaking but his rock hard cock was leading him to Mrs. Russell’s back. He was forcing himself to walk up behind her and as he got within a couple of steps, he reached out and put one arm around her waist and one arm around her chest and took a breast in his hand and squeezed it. As he grabbed Mrs. Russell from behind he leaned close to her ear and said as clearly as he could, I’m gonna fuck you Mrs. Russell, that’s what I want to do.” He pulled her backwards against himself and pulled her away from the sink. All he could hear was a thudding in his ears and his hand instinctively squeezed the woman’s breast through her sweater. His senses were so alive, he could hear the fabric of her sweater crinkle as he squeezed her, he could feel her body begin to tense as she realized what was happening.

“Oh My god, Robbie what are you doing? Let me go this instant,” he heard her voice say. But he was too far gone in the pleasure of having this woman in his arms as he pulled and pulled her toward the living room. She began to struggle and he held her tighter. “Robbie, stop this immediately, are you crazy? Let me go.” She struggled in his arms but he was a very strong young man and she couldn’t get loose. Robbie was unable to use his voice at all and he felt like he was on fire. As he dragged Mrs. Russell into the living room, he finally began to get control of himself. He put his mouth near her ear and kissed it and used his tongue on her ear and finally said, “Stop fighting bitch, I said I’m gonna fuck you.” Mrs. Russell started to fight against him even harder and was almost screaming at him to stop. For Robbie it was as if time was standing still. He had fucked his girlfriend several times but nothing they had ever done had made him feel as sexually alive as he felt at this moment with this attractive grandmother struggling in his arms as he pulled her toward the couch.

She was really struggling now and Robbie began to work almost completely on instinct now. He held her back against his front tightly and hissed in her ear, “stop fighting bitch or you’re going to get hurt. I’m gonna fuck you whether you like it or not. You’ve been wiggling your ass in front of me the whole time and now I’m gonna do it to you.” Mrs. Russell increased her struggling and finally Robbie threw her violently on the floor. The impact stunned her for a moment but she quickly tried to roll away from him. Robbie was on top of her in a flash and forced her onto her back. She was crying and sobbing and for the first of what would become many, many time in the future, Robbie knew the raw pleasure of looking in a woman’s eyes and seeing fear. Fear of him, fear of what he was doing and was about to do. She sobbed at him to stop and get off her and she wouldn’t tell anyone, but by this point Robbie could only think of one thing and that was to ram his ever hardening cock into Mrs. Russell’s cunt. But the woman’s crying and sobs and pleas had had an effect on Robbie. He realized that the more she struggled, the more she cried and sobbed the more turned on he became until he would have sworn he couldn’t get any harder. Mrs. Russell looked into the face of a mad man at this point and in a sobbing voice said, “Robbie please stop, I know you don’t mean this, what would your mother think? What would sweet little Sally think if she knew you were doing this to me?” Robbie was straddling Mrs, Russell’s stomach and hips and leaned down over her face. He put one hand on each of her breasts and squeezed hard and yelled in her face, “fuck my mother you old bitch and fuck Sally’s mother too. It’s her mother’s fault we didn’t get to fuck last night. I think when I’m done fucking you, I’ll fuck Mrs. Evans.”

By this time Robbie felt like he was going to explode and he started squeezing her breasts as hard as he could through her sweeter and finally took the sweater at the neck and started to tear it apart. Mrs. Russel knew he was completely out of control and started to struggle again when suddenly an explosion went off in her head. Robbie was still tearing her sweater off and now he was leaning over her face kissing her and licking her face and he screamed in her face, I said shut the fuck up you old bitch, I’m gonna fuck you so just lay here and take it or I'm gonna hit you again.”

Her sweater was in tatters around her body and Robbie was now yanking and pulling at her brassiere to get her nice breasts in the open so he could suck on them. one after the other her two breasts spilled from the torn brassier and Robbie reached his mouth down and sucked on first one then the other. You like that don’t you bitch he said and continued to suck her breasts. Mrs. Russell was still struggling though and now Robbie slapped her acroos the face several times screaming at her to jus take the fucking she deserved.

Robbie kept sucking and biting Mrs. Russell’s breasts but he felt the throbbing in his cock becoming more and more demanding. Mrs. Russell was sobbing under Robbie as he squeezed and sucked her nipples. Robbie had reached a point where he no longer heard her sobs. All he could hear was the throbbing of his cock. He had to get it into her fast but he didn’t know how to get her skirt off or pulled up and her panties pulled off her. All he could feel or think was that this old woman had a cunt and he needed to fuck it hard. Robbie got up from straddling Mrs. Russell and reached down to her skirt and tried to rip it off her but the skirt was tougher then the sweater and he couldn’t tear it. Mrs. Russell started to try to get away and again Robbie felt like someone else was inside him as he spun around and slapped her face back and forth. “I told you to lay still you bitch”, Robbie hissed at her.

He turned back to her skirt and grabbed the hem and yanked it toward her head as hard as he could. That did the trick he saw because now he was seeing Mrs. Russell’s thighs and her panties. As he reached for the waist band of the panties, Mrs. Russell started to scream and Robbie was forced to hit her in the face to silence her. She lay on the floor stunned as Robbie yanked her panties down her legs. He felt his hands shaking and he was sweating all over as he reached out and touched her pussy. She had nice bushy hair and Robbie felt like he could hardly take a breath. What was he doing to this old lady? He almost couldn’t believe what he had done so far and what he was about to do as he started to pull his jeans and underpants off. Mrs. Russell could see the swollen cock Robbie intended to shove in her and she started to sob and cry again. “Oh Robbie, please don’t do this to me. I don’t deserve this. I’ve always been nice to you.” Robbie, by this time was no longer the nice young man who had shoveled her sidewalks and done other odd jobs for her. He had almost completed the change into a rapist. Only one thing remained and Robbie couldn’t wait any longer. He kneeled down and grabbed her legs and forced them apart. As Mrs. Russell sobbed and cried, Robbie took his cock in his hand and guided it toward her cunt.
She tried to close her legs but another few slaps on her face made her hesitate and in that hesitation Robbie became a completed rapist as he pushed the head of his cock against her cunt lips and felt himself going in to her. He leaned over her and pushed into her as hard as he could. Her vagina was fairly dry and he had to push himself into her with a lot of force and he felt her shaking and sobbing.

God he thought, “this is so good.” He felt like he was the ruler of the world or something. He started to pump himself in and out of Mrs. Russell’s vagina and he felt like he could explode any second. Faster and faster he pumped in and out of her, sinking himself as far as he could push his cock into her. He leaned over her and pulled her face around so he could see her eyes. He hissed at her, “you like me fucking you don’t you bitch? Don’t you?” The look of fear and hatred in her eyes caused him to feel even more powerful and he thrust into her even harder and faster. Through gritted teeth Mrs. Russell sobbed, “Please Robbie, please stop, you’re hurting me.” The sound of her voice penetrated Robbie’s head and he felt himself thrust even harder. He could feel his pelvis jarring her as he jammed himself in and out of her. He felt himself begin to stiffen as he shoved his cock as far inside Mrs. Russell as he could and released spur after spurt of cum. He was shaking with the release and Mrs. Russell laid still under him as he finished cumming inside her. She sobbed and cried. Robbie collapsed on top of her and lay there feeling completely drained but more exhilarated by the experience then he had ever felt after cumming with Sally.

He knew what he had done was completely wrong but he had never felt so alive and so good as he had raped her. She was still sobbing and tried to push him off her. “Please let me up Robbie, you’re hurting me and I want to go try to wash myself.” Robbie felt her start to struggle to try to get out from under him, and he pushed his now semi-rigid cock into her and hissed in her face, not till we're done fucking you Mrs. Russell...