A Darkened Alley, Fremont, Oregon (1977)
Black gloved fingers gripped the smooth silver blade as a lone figure moved about in the shadows hidden by the night sky and the pale moonlight. Careful footsteps had seen the hidden figure lurking about as it stalked an unsuspecting woman with vibrant red hair and a shapely form. She had a very familiar face and wore red lipstick as she ventured toward the nearby alley in a bid to make herself more presentable in the wake of her profession. Rage filled the knife wielder as the woman found herself cornered and pushed into a nearby brick wall before being subsequently stabbed by what she perceived to have been a John dressed from head to toe in black with dark hatred-filled eyes.
Over and over again the knife landed in her body piercing her flesh and loose attire as she screamed amid the tossed garbage cans toppling them over as she attempted to make a break for it only to be cornered by the monster in black and impaled over and over again by way of the switchblade driving into her body as she gasped for breath while her blood oozed from her open wounds.
The stalker clad in black seemed to delight in her terror as he stabbed her over and over again despite her already being gone. As the blood dripped from his crimson slick blade. He had developed a reputation of sorts since his first killing, making her his third victim if one had been counting.
No one could hear her scream as she succumbed to the vile will of The Notorious Fremont Slasher.
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The Study, Rawsone Residence, Denver, Colorado...
The body of Hadrian Rawsone rolled onto his back as dark eyes fluttered open. Lonnie Collins smirked as he looked at his hands, delighted to be free once again in the wake of the good doctor passing out and allowing him to take control once more. He climbed up off the floor and ventured downstairs toward the kitchen where he opted to get something cold to drink. He smirked when he found himself once more greeted by a pregnant and very angry Bethany Stevenson who had not taken too kindly to being left naked and filled with his release in the basement while he went upstairs to his wife. She lunged at him with a rolling pin and he sidestepped her and caught her by the wrists before pinning her against the kitchen table. She'd barely had a thing on following her shower as she glared rather murderously at the father of her unborn child.
"In a feisty mood today aren't ya babe?" asked Lonnie with a wicked grin.
"Fuck you, Lonnie," growled Bethany struggling against his hold with her body pinned beneath his on the kitchen table.
"Fuck you?" asked Lonnie as he maneuvered between her thighs still pinning her to the table. "Why I thought you'd never ask."
He swiftly parted her thighs as he pinned her with his body kissing her lips as she tried to bite his and raised her nightgown noting her lack of panties and smirking. He swiftly unzipped his trousers and fished for his already erect cock and lined it up against her already slick folds, he had not been able to tell if it had been due to the water from her recent shower given she'd been still wet all over her body or her hair had been dripping or if it had been due to her being excited for his touch despite her vain protests against it.
"Bastard,...Oh..." growled Bethany as Lonnie's massive cock head split her in two.
"That's right moan for Daddy." groaned Lonnie feeling her tight warmth envelop him. "Fuck...this college pussy is better than Julia's used cunt any day."
Bethany moaned in the wake of his as she had been quite jealous of Julia Rawsone having been riding his cock when she heard them before getting into the shower.
"Fuck....I hate you...." moaned Bethany losing herself to the onset of thrusts from the older man whose thick cock stretched her so well. "But I love this fucking monster cock....Oh...fuck...fuck...fuck me...."
"You're a whiny little spoiled bitch, but this tight college pussy feels too good not to fuck," growled Lonnie as he began pumping his hips faster and jolting her semi-naked body along the kitchen table rocking it and causing it to slide along the floor.
Bethany's moans filled the kitchen and rang out in the house as Lonnie pumped her along the table for all he was worth.
If she wasn't already pregnant he had been well on his way to making her that way as he proceeded to have his way with the moaning young lass, she was no longer angry with him having gotten what she wanted as he shifted her from the table to take her against the fridge and the nearby wall as she clung to him as she had so many times before in the motel and the back alley where he first took her.
Bethany couldn't seem to help herself gripping Lonnie tight as he pounded into her without a care in the world. She had barely been able to make any coherent speech in the wake of his deep drilling. Her breast flopped between them as he gripped her tight, his arms much stronger than she recalled as she was given to being jolted along the kitchen wall back first and gasping as he continued to batter her insides as he had in the back alley.
"Oh fuck....oh fuck...oh fuck..." moaned Bethany as if chanting with each thrust into her young body.
"Fuck...yesss!" hissed Lonnie as his pace increased. "Tight bitch clench Daddy's dick like a good girl, I'm gonna make you scream."
Lonnie had always been an aggressive lover but lacked a good deal of sweetness that seemed to only be present in Hadrian Rawsone but the sweet doc had not been of the mind to have sex with the likes of Bethany of his own free will. The young blonde sighed as she took what she could in having Hadrian as a sweet man she could co-parent with in the future, but Lonnie was the one that rocked her young world with his intricate expertise when it came to hot gritty sex and nothing else.
Even she could tell how vastly different they had been with the few interactions they had, Lonnie being her lover and Hadrian being the father of her best friend Sam. No one had been any the wiser about him having sired her unborn child blamed on some low-life cad, which had not been altogether wrong given how Lonnie behaved.
Like so many others, she had not known the truth of why Lonnie had been the way he was, and more often than not, neither did he.
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Unknown Location, Unknown State...
The clinking of cool metal had been the first thing a rather panicked lad had noticed when he awoke and found himself chained to what he believed to have been a bed. He felt the stinging of hard fists beating against his bare body and the slap that rocked his jaw as the pulling of his hair and the none-too-subtle elbow hit his stomach. He knew she'd been drunk again, she reeked of alcohol and both of them had been naked. He didn't understand why she even bothered given that she had hated him with every fiber of her being but here she was trapping him in her bed and straddling his waist to take his cock like she had so many times before against his will.
His mother and father had been none the wiser as she rode him bare and deliberately he noted the feel of her hard round belly against his chest while she hissed in his ears.
"Look what you and your big fucking cock did to me," she growled both in annoyance and lust as she bounced on top of him. "You got me pregnant you little shit, made my belly swell with your bastard all because you had to be born with a big thick beautiful dick that my pussy just loves to have inside it."
Try as he might to outright hate her, he couldn't deny she felt good to him as much as she always did when she rode him.
"Mmmm." she moaned running her hands along his bare chest. "That's right give Mommy that big dick."
The lad grunted as she rode him harder and faster jolting him along the mattress despite his being cuffed to the railing. She wasn't his mother, of course, just his father's mistress but she had been of the mind to force him into calling her that whenever she rode him.
"Dirty boy." she cooed in his ear as she continued to ride him. "Who does this big dick belong to?"
The lad grunted as her pace increased feeling he was on the verge of release at any moment. He'd been out of it when she slapped him across the face.
"Who does this big dick belong to?" demanded the older blonde who had been riding him so intensely.
"Y-You Mommy." groaned the lad as she clenched around him. "Only to you Mommy."
The older blonde seemed to be pleased as she moaned and her release ripped through her. The lad had followed suit unable to help himself.
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The Kitchen, The Rawsone Residence, Denver, Colorado...
The intense sounds of moaning, groans, and skin slapping against skin filled the room as Lonnie Collins continued to pound his massive cock in the depths of the moaning college-aged blonde already impregnated by him from a previous encounter.
"Oh Fuck!" shouted Bethany gripping the ends of the table as Lonnie continued to pound her insides with reckless abandon. "Please cum, please."
Lonnie growled as he thrust harder and faster jolting her back along the table and rocking it across the kitchen in the process.
"Who does this tight pussy belong to?" he asked in a gruff tone still thrusting.
"Y-you Daddy," replied Bethany lost in his thrusts. "Only to you."
That was all it took to make him reach his end as she felt rope after rope of his release began to fill her heated depths just like their previous encounters. Lonnie growled as he pulled out of her sopping slickness and tucked his cock back into his trousers before slicking back his messy hair and walking out of the kitchen with Bethany gasping for breath on the table.
He grabbed the car keys and took off without a word leaving the mother of his unborn child to her own devices and the mess he left behind in the wake of their most recent act.