Vinyl Beach Rape (Not Mine)

>Be Anon
>Napping at the beach.
>Needed to get away from CHS for a little while.
>Luckily, you’d be surprised by the amount of freedom a working car can give you; at least when compared to a non-working one.
>Then again, considering what happened the last time you had a non-working one, maybe it’s not such a bad thing.
>Leaning back, you feel the hot sun on your skin.
>Yea, this was what you needed.
>You just sit still for a moment, soaking it in, an umbrella keeping it out of your eyes.
>A brief flash of annoyance flashes through you when someone blocks the light, but it melts away when you open your eyes.
>Vinyl.
>You’re confused.
“Vinyl? What…what are you doing here? Did you follow me?”
>She nods.
>Vinyl wasn’t exactly a talkative person.
>At least she took the time to get into proper dress.
>Her bikini bra barely holds in her modest tits, causing them to spill up and over into the light.
>The fabric clings to her body, and you’re not sure, but you think you can see two distinct points where her nipples should be.
>She’s got a slight six pack, bared for the world to see.
>Her usual purple leggings are replaced by tight, rubber swimwear.
>Tight enough that you can see her mound.
>Her music tattoo pokes out from under them.
>Snapping back to reality, you focus on her face.
>Obviously, she brought her sunglasses, hiding her beautiful red eyes.
“Why did you follow me?”
>She just smiles and walks away.
>Weird.

>She comes back a minute later with a towel and another umbrella.
>Two umbrellas.
>Huh.
>Maybe she thinks you’re looking a little sunburnt?
>Regardless, she wastes no time as she sets up next to you.
>One umbrella covers you from stomach to knee; while another is angled so low you doubt it’s really blocking anything.
>She stands up again.
“Vinyl, what are you doing?”
>Slowly, she begins to circle you, like a predator watching its prey.
>It makes you feel kind of small.
>She vanishes again, and when she returns she’s got another umbrella.
>Where was she getting them all from?
>This one goes down a little to your left, also angled strangely low.
>With this, Vinyl seems content.
>Stepping over the umbrella, she stands above you.
>Suddenly, you feel very, very small.
“Actually, you know what? I was just about to go…”
>You push against the ground.
>Vinyl places a foot on your chest, and pushes you back down.
>Oh god, not again.
>Your dick nearly didn’t survive last time.
“Vinyl, we can’t do this here, people will see!”
>She smiles, and nearly collapses onto your chest.
>Her twat rubs against you as she leans forward.
>”Look.”
>Is all she says.
>You turn your head.
>Your sight is entirely blocked by one of the umbrellas.
>Oh.
>You understand now.
>Her hand grabs the side of her face, and forces you to look forward.
>She’s removed her sunglasses.
>You only get a glimpse of her eyes before she dives downwards, lips locking with yours.

>Her tongue is aggressive inside your mouth.
>It physically beats yours into submission, pinning it to the bottom of your mouth as it moves.
>Her tongue itself is unbelievably sweet, like an energy drink.
>Deeper and deeper it probes into your mouth, only stopping to wrap around your tongue and force it back down.
>Eventually, it pulls back, dragging against you as Vinyl takes a deep breath.
>You take this as an opportunity to do the same.
>Vinyl looks down at you, rubbing herself up and down your chest.
>”Fuck, you’re so…”
>She dives back down.
>Your hands flail for a grip to try and stop her, but she’s anticipating that.
>She grabs them, forces them to be still.
>And then pulls them towards her chest, forcing them into her tits.
>Reluctantly, you grab them; running your thumbs over them until you find her nipples through the fabric.
>As soon as you do, she goes wild.
>Her tongue explodes in your mouth, darting around faster than ever.
>The weight on your chest shifts rapidly as she humps you like she’s in heat.
>Your body reacts in turn, blood rapidly flowing into lil Anon.
>Yes, you named it lil Anon.
>Vinyl pulls out of your mouth again, biting your lip on the way out.
>She takes another breath.
>You watch as one of her hands goes down to her clit, still encased in rubber, while another reaches back to rub against your member.
>You knead her nipples as she dives back down, and it isn’t long until she can’t hold back any longer.
>With a wordless shout into your mouth, Vinyl shakes, tongue going limp.
>Her pants are so tight that her fluids leak down her thighs, seeping out the edges of the rubber.
>They begin to pool on your body.

>Eventually, Vinyl disconnects from you, pulling her tongue back into her mouth.
>She sits on top of you, panting, before smiling.
>Her eyes drift to your sticky, now wet body.
>”Looks like…I mean, I need to get you…gotta get you cleaned up now, huh?”
>You look at her.
>Slowly, she slides backwards, still dragging herself across your body.
>You gasp as she saddles over your cock, and in response, she pauses.
>Humps your rod just a little, not enough to get you off, before continuing backwards.
>Then he stops, and bends down.
>Her head rests against your chest, until she smiles.
>”You smell…nice.”
>Carefully, she lolls her tongue out, and drags it across your chest; lapping up her own juices.
>She shudders as the taste hits her, eyes fluttering into the back of her head.
>She doesn’t stop until you’re completely clean of her essence.
>Taking a deep breath, she sits back up, wiping the drool off her chin.
>Focusing on the tent in your pants, she smiles again.
>”All that…You’re getting that hot over me?”
>You just buck your hips.
>”Well…that’s too bad, isn’t it?”
>Vinyl stands back up.
>”I’ve…you’ve already made me cum. I don’t…I’m done here.”
“Vinyl, please.”
>”No. I don’t think…you don’t want it bad enough.”
>She turns to leave.
>You panic slightly.
>Quickly, you run your hands down to your pants, pulling them down to your knees.
>Vinyl pauses as your cock springs into the air.
>Hard, thick and long.
>She stares at it, nearly drooling, before gathering her senses.
>”Fine. But understand that I’m…you’re not in control. You stop when I say so.”
>With that, she turns back around and crouches down.

>Her pants come off rather quickly as well.
>The smell hits you immediately.
>It’s musky and needy and desperate.
>You hear a splash from somewhere, and immediately remember where you actually are.
>You clench as you look around, suddenly aware that the only thing between you and the beach is a couple of flimsy umbrellas.
>Vinyl notices your slight panic.
>”We could always remove them, if you wanted.”
>You shake your head.
>”Well, okay then.”
>She places her bare pussy directly above your cock.
>You can feel the heat from it before she even begins to lower herself.
>With conviction, Vinyl goes down, the tip of your penis pushing against her folds.
>There’s resistance, but not for long.
>You take initiative, thrusting upwards.
>You both gasp in unison as you break through.
>It’s tight.
>It’s so incredibly, wonderfully tight.
>You can feel Vinyl’s every breath, her every heartbeat; each one causing movement that sends shocks of pleasure down your spine.
>You’re barely even in yet.
>And then Vinyl forces you out.
>You look at her, confused.
>”What did I…who’s in charge, Anon?”
>Guilt hits you.
“You are.”
>”That’s right. We go at…my pace. Not yours. Understand?”
>You’d say anything to feel that pussy again.
“Yes.”
>”Ignore me again, and no more…you don’t get this hot ass anymore.”
>She slaps her own ass.
>”Understand?”
>Anything.
“Yes.”
>”Good.”
>A hand grips your dick, and guides it back towards Vinyl’s cunt.
>Lightning races through you as she lowers herself again.
>Your breath is caught in your throat as the sheer sensation overwhelms you.
>You don’t even notice as Vinyl grabs your hands again, and puts them where they belong.
>On her chest.
>”Keep them there. No matter what.”
>You nod, not really understanding through the pleasure.

>Slowly, Vinyl bobs on your dick.
>A groan worms its way out of your lips.
>You can’t even control it, it just feels so good.
>You can feel the world shrinking with every thrust, every drop.
>Until it’s just you, her, and her incredibly tight love tunnel.
>Vinyl knows just what to do as well.
>Every shift of her legs pushes against new places, sends your pleasure to higher peaks.
>Your breath keeps catching in your throat, coming out as joyful vocalizations.
>Vinyl is enjoying herself as well.
>Even more so when you begin to move your hands again, pinching and releasing her nipples.
>Her free hand is moving furiously near her snatch, rubbing it hard while she willingly impales herself on your cock.
>Inside, she feels hotter than the beach.
>She twitches, and you feel her clamp down.
>The pressure causes you to thrust back up involuntarily, and Vinyl just sighs angrily and moves her closest hand to push you back down.
>You can feel how sticky and wet it is.
>She clamps down again, and you let out another load moan.
>Vinyl purses her lips.
>Her hands retreat from their positions, and she throws more weight down on you as she works, fumbling with her bikini.
>You’re too dazed to think much of it.
>Eventually, Vinyl’s bra falls into your hands, pushed against her breasts and your hands.
>Vinyl smiles.
>”Close your eyes. You can’t…don’t get to see my…tits.”
>You don’t question it.
>You feel Vinyl remove your hands, taking the bra out from between them, and putting your hands back.
>Without the fabric, her breasts feel so much bigger, so much fuller.
>You squeeze them experimentally.
>”Open.”
>You open your eyes.
>You get a glimpse of your hands covering her bare breasts, before Vinyl shoves her entire bra into your mouth.
>”Making too much noise. Much quieter now.”

>You gag, struggling to breathe as you panic slightly.
>Vinyl doesn’t even care; slamming herself down on you with greater vigour as you struggle.
>Air floods through your nose as you calm down, but the fabric in your mouth completely muffles any noise you make.
>The only sounds you hear are the rough slapping of your penetration and any squeaks that Vinyl is unable to suppress.
>You can’t keep this pace up for much longer.
>Between the heat, her vice-like grip, the sounds she makes, the mounds beneath your hands and the feeling of her sweaty body writhing on top of you, you know you’re gonna cum soon.
>Vinyl knows it as well.
>And, in preparation, leans over near you, and closes one of the umbrellas.
>The shock nearly pushes you over the edge, until you snap back to reality.
>You can see other people.
>YOU CAN SEE OTHER PEOPLE!
>There’s dozens of them, all minding their own business.
>It’s only a matter of time until they notice.
>You move to reinstall the umbrella, but Vinyl shoots you a look.
>”Remember, remove your hands, and we’re done here.”
>That’s not an option, but still…
>You try to voice your displeasure, but can’t.
>”Don’t worry, they can’t see me though, I’m still covered.”
>You note her umbrellas are still fine.
>”What’s wrong? Scared of…can’t handle a little crowd?”
>A red blush races over your face.
>You can barely think through your emotions, but one thought makes itself clear.
>She wants to play this game?
>Fine.

>You kick your leg upwards, throwing her slightly off balance and sending more waves through your dick.
>One of the umbrellas falls down as you connect with it, baring Vinyl to the world as well.
>She freezes when she realizes what you’ve done, simultaneously clenching and dropping herself down on you.
>To the hilt.
>Taking advantage of her shock, you thrust upwards.
>She lets out a loud gasp, before covering her mouth.
>Can’t make noise, can’t let anyone hear.
>Can’t let this momentum go to waste either.
>Grabbing her breasts harder, you continue thrusting upwards and into her, jostling her up and down.
>She’s biting down on her lip to stop herself from squealing.
>You can feel it coming long before it hits.
>So can Vinyl.
>She can feel your dick grow larger inside her, and the feeling snaps her back to reality, out of the pleasurable haze you’ve sent her into.
>Determined to get the last laugh, she pushes herself down, hard enough that you can’t push her off.
>All you can do is throw your head back as it comes, and you shoot your spunk deep inside Vinyl’s womb.
>In return, she lets out a loud screech, before throwing her hand into her mouth and biting.
>Even still, you can hear her muffled scream of pleasure.
>Your cum keeps coming, spilling out of her cunt and running down her thighs to mix with the fluids already there.
>A little drips down your dick to settle against your crotch.
>Finally, it ends, sapping the last of your energy out with it.
>Judging by how Vinyl collapsed onto your chest, she was just as exhausted.
>Neither of you even had the energy to remove yourself from the other.

>It isn’t until you hear the sound of footsteps that the two of you suddenly find that last, hidden reserve of strength.
>Vinyl practically rips her bra out of your mouth and scrambles for her pants.
>You’re lucky; all you need to do is pull your pants up.
>To cover for her, you fumble to extend the umbrella.
>Turning, you see that Vinyl has gotten her rubber pants back on, and she spins around.
>”Quick, tie my…put my bra back on, I gotta clean up.”
>Bending down, Vinyl gathers the cum leaking out of her pants on her fingers.
>And then, nonchalantly, sticks her fingers in her mouth.
>She savours the taste for a moment, before smiling.
>”You taste…it’s nice, don’t blame me.”
>You get her fully dressed just in time.
>The bystander was just concerned that he’d heard someone screaming, and wanted to check to soothe his conscience.
>It wasn’t hard to convince him to leave.
>Both of you release a breath you weren’t aware you were holding.
>Vinyl gives it a moment, before smiling.
>She’s still horny.
>You can smell it on her sweaty, desperate body.
>”You know I…there’s condoms back in my car. And…and Viagra. We could…do an… stick it in my ass again.”
>You’re exhausted.
“I don’t think I can…”
>Vinyl clicks her fingers.
>”Not a suggestion. Order. Come with me…come to the car and fuck my ass.”
>She begins to drag you back across the beach.
>Well, when she puts it like that?
>Who could say no?