Fake-Rape Fantasy
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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
6,554
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Fake-Rape Fantasy
Author: eeyore87
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Male/Famle (Ryan/Sally)
Warnings: This story contains graphic sexual actions, including oral, fake 'rape' and anal.
Authors Comments: Please review!
Ryan stares out from the closet in the bedroom, looking through the cracked door into the bathroom where Sally has just finished her shower from a long day at work. As far as she knew Ryan was still at work and would be coming home shortly. She wraps the pure white towel over her hair and rings out all the water before running the damp towel over her skin, soaking up the few drops that still clung to her smooth legs. Ryan could smell her shampoo and body lotion, the scent dwelling in his nostrils sending tingles down his spine as he thinks about his plan to fulfill her fantasy.
She's so beautiful, he watches her start to dress, pulling a pair of black lacy underwear on. She's must be planning something for tonight he thinks, as she hooks the matching bra around her back and walks into the bedroom. Her blonde hair curls as it dies, she moves to walk to the dresser and pull out her outfit for the night. Ryan leaves his hiding place and sneaks up behind Sally, moving quickly he wraps his hand over her mouth, pulling her back against him to keep her from escaping. "Don't scream" he speaks in her ear, his voice deeper and darker then usual.
Sally jumps at the unpredicted touch and raises a hand to pull his off her mouth but as his words enter her ear she stiffens in fear, her hand falling back to her side and her heart starts to race. She slowly swallows the lump that has formed in her throat before she nods her head to show she understands and will not scream, she's not sure she could if she wanted to. Questions start running through her head How did he get in? What does he want? Where is Ryan? He drops his hand from her mouth and speaks "Put your hands behind you back." He takes out two stripes of soft black satin from his pocket, after a moment of no movement from her, he raises his voice "NOW!".
Sally moves her hands behind her, shaking lightly with fear. She takes a slow deep breath to try to calm herself and stay strong, she softly asks "What do you want from me?" her voice shakes as she speaks, her fear is easy to see. "Don't speak" he demands as he tightly ties her hands behind her back then brings the second sash over her eyes, his voice softens as he whispers "I don't want to gag you" in a deep voice. Sally is struck with the worry that something has happened to Ryan, fearing the worst she convinces herself that if she follows all his orders and does as he says everything will be ok.
Ryan lifts her up, slinging her over his shoulder as he carries her over to the bed, dropping her onto the neatly made bed, her body bounces up slightly as the bed absorbs her weight. His hands move to his belt as he starts to remove his pants. Sally sits up on the bed, slowly moving back to the headboard, trying to get as far away from her supposed attacker as she could.
The sound of his pants hitting the floor scares her and she knows what he wants to do, she whispers as if to herself "No, please, no". He removes his shirt and boxers before simply saying "Yes" and jumping on the bed, climbing over her body and forcing his knees on either side of her body. "Open your mouth" his stern voice echos in her ears "and don't bite." Looking down over her scared face, her fear causing her to tremble he lightly adds "I promise not to hurt you".
Sally slowly opens her mouth, mentally preparing for what's going to happen, the last thing she wants to do is anger him figuring it will only end in harm to herself. His hand grabs her chin to guide her mouth to his dick, his thumbs making sure she won't bite him. He pushes the head of his cock past her open lips, slowly moving in and out of the wet warmth that surrounds him. God she's so beautiful he thinks as he looks down at her, the black satin covering her clear blue eyes, her blonde hair curling around her face like a picture frame, and her beautiful pink lips wrapped around his cock. He could feel her chest heave under him, and he wondered if it was from excitement. He was doing this all for her, this is what she wanted. He lost this thought when he felt her tongue start to move over the skin in her mouth, a smile crossing his lips when she moans around him, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure over his skin. Starting to think she likes what he's doing to her he asks "Do you like that?" as he pushes further into her throat, avoiding choking her.
Ryan continues to move in and out between her tight lips as he waits for an answer, Sally's mind is racing. I shouldn't be enjoying this, I shouldn't like this feeling, and I really shouldn't be reacting the way I am as she suddenly notices the pool of liquid that has soaked through her panties but she doesn't dare stop what she's doing. "I asked you a question" Ryan repeats "Do you like that?", her mind starts to worry, What answer is he looking for? Should I lie and say 'no', start fighting it and maybe even anger him? or should I admit defeat and give into how wonderfully sinful it feels to be used by him? Ryan pulls out to let her answer, looking down at her she lowers her head, softly whimpering "Yes". He pushes back into her mouth, her tongue wasting no time to return to his skin, running over the flesh. She keeps moaning around him, her lower half aching for some attention. "Stop" he slowly pulls out and rolls off of her. "Roll over" he orders, helping her a little on to her stomach as ideas of what to do next run through his head.
Laying on her stomach, Sally starts to wonder what's going to happen next but knows that this will not end with just a blow job. His hands run over her back, goosebumps raising over her skin as his fingers loop under her bra and unhook it, pushing the straps off her shoulders but stopping halfway down her arms, freeing her breasts but leaving the bra around her body. His hands move over her back, drinking in how smooth and soft the skin is, stopping just above her panties to finger the dimples in the small of her back. Sally's breath is short and shallow, the un-excepted softness throwing her for a loop and she can't help but wonder if there is a huge puddle under her from how turned on she is. A soft moan leaves her lips as his hands run over the curve of her ass, his hands slowly pulling down the black lace that cover her skin down her legs, dropping the pile on the floor in a pile.
Ryan brings his fingers to his mouth as his knee pushes her legs apart, he brings his hand between her legs, pushing his fingers deep inside her. He lets out a soft moan as he asks himself "Do I put it here..." her body quickly reacting to his touch as her hips rock against him, his voice trails off as his fingers leave her sex. A single finger pushes at her asshole as he speaks again "Or do I put it here?" She moans as she squirms under his touches, she chokes out "Please...Don't".
His finger leaves her as he wraps his hand over his dick, gently stroking it before situating himself behind her, his hands finding her hips and forcing her to her knees but leaving her face pressed to the bed, "Don't do what? This?" He questions as he pushes his dick inside her, trusting in a out a few times before pulling out and covering his cock with lube and pushing the tip slowly into her tight asshole, smiling as he asks "Or this?" She cries out as he pushes into her, part moaning at the new feeling part screaming from the pain, but her body calls for more, she is so turned on by all that is happening she can't say no. Ryan slows down, not wanting to hurt her more then he has to, he pushes half way in and lets her adjust to the stretch.
Sally moans out, the loudness muffled by the blankets on the bed, she feels like she is about to be ripped apart, filled completely, it feels so good. She gently pushes back against him, her mind yelling at her You shouldn't encourage him, for God's sake woman, he is raping you! but she can't help it, it feels so good. He pulls out slowly then pushes back in, gradually increasing the pace, trying to be as gentle as possible to give her as much pleasure as he can. He's so gentle and kind, like he really cares if I enjoy it or not. Why? Who is he? Just as she thinks it's all about her, he reaches out and grabs a fistful of her now curly hair, pulling her head up off the bed slightly as he pushes all the way inside her, one hand resting on her hip, squeezing at the skin that makes up those curves he loves so much as he relishes in the feeling, the warmth and tightness of her. For a moment she forgets that this is against her will, forgets that this isn't the one she loves, want and need clouding her mind as she pants out "harder" begging for more.
Ryan pulls out all the way, looking down over her body as she silently begs and pleads with him for more, sweat forming over her skin, her juices running down her legs, her face contorted with need as she presses further into the bed, panting loudly. He thrust back into her, harder and harder as his orgasm builds fast, the sounds of Sally's moans keep him going, he knows she is close. She squeezes tight around him as he thrust into again, Sally's mind is a blur, voices yelling That feels so good! No, you shouldn't enjoy this! With one last thrust Ryan orgasms as Sally clenches around him one last time, her own orgasm rocking her to her core, her mind still fighting with her body.
Ryan moves off the bed, grabbing the towel from the floor by the bed as he wipes himself clean then takes care to wipe Sally clean as well, running the soft towel between her legs then over her bottom. He gently unties her hands and rolls her over, watching as she pants and sighs. He softly kisses her lips as his hands work on untying the blindfold. He looks down at her, into her eyes and smiles as he asks "Was that good?" Sally wraps her hand around his neck and pulls him close, pressing his forehead to hers as she whispers "It was perfect."
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Male/Famle (Ryan/Sally)
Warnings: This story contains graphic sexual actions, including oral, fake 'rape' and anal.
Authors Comments: Please review!
Ryan stares out from the closet in the bedroom, looking through the cracked door into the bathroom where Sally has just finished her shower from a long day at work. As far as she knew Ryan was still at work and would be coming home shortly. She wraps the pure white towel over her hair and rings out all the water before running the damp towel over her skin, soaking up the few drops that still clung to her smooth legs. Ryan could smell her shampoo and body lotion, the scent dwelling in his nostrils sending tingles down his spine as he thinks about his plan to fulfill her fantasy.
She's so beautiful, he watches her start to dress, pulling a pair of black lacy underwear on. She's must be planning something for tonight he thinks, as she hooks the matching bra around her back and walks into the bedroom. Her blonde hair curls as it dies, she moves to walk to the dresser and pull out her outfit for the night. Ryan leaves his hiding place and sneaks up behind Sally, moving quickly he wraps his hand over her mouth, pulling her back against him to keep her from escaping. "Don't scream" he speaks in her ear, his voice deeper and darker then usual.
Sally jumps at the unpredicted touch and raises a hand to pull his off her mouth but as his words enter her ear she stiffens in fear, her hand falling back to her side and her heart starts to race. She slowly swallows the lump that has formed in her throat before she nods her head to show she understands and will not scream, she's not sure she could if she wanted to. Questions start running through her head How did he get in? What does he want? Where is Ryan? He drops his hand from her mouth and speaks "Put your hands behind you back." He takes out two stripes of soft black satin from his pocket, after a moment of no movement from her, he raises his voice "NOW!".
Sally moves her hands behind her, shaking lightly with fear. She takes a slow deep breath to try to calm herself and stay strong, she softly asks "What do you want from me?" her voice shakes as she speaks, her fear is easy to see. "Don't speak" he demands as he tightly ties her hands behind her back then brings the second sash over her eyes, his voice softens as he whispers "I don't want to gag you" in a deep voice. Sally is struck with the worry that something has happened to Ryan, fearing the worst she convinces herself that if she follows all his orders and does as he says everything will be ok.
Ryan lifts her up, slinging her over his shoulder as he carries her over to the bed, dropping her onto the neatly made bed, her body bounces up slightly as the bed absorbs her weight. His hands move to his belt as he starts to remove his pants. Sally sits up on the bed, slowly moving back to the headboard, trying to get as far away from her supposed attacker as she could.
The sound of his pants hitting the floor scares her and she knows what he wants to do, she whispers as if to herself "No, please, no". He removes his shirt and boxers before simply saying "Yes" and jumping on the bed, climbing over her body and forcing his knees on either side of her body. "Open your mouth" his stern voice echos in her ears "and don't bite." Looking down over her scared face, her fear causing her to tremble he lightly adds "I promise not to hurt you".
Sally slowly opens her mouth, mentally preparing for what's going to happen, the last thing she wants to do is anger him figuring it will only end in harm to herself. His hand grabs her chin to guide her mouth to his dick, his thumbs making sure she won't bite him. He pushes the head of his cock past her open lips, slowly moving in and out of the wet warmth that surrounds him. God she's so beautiful he thinks as he looks down at her, the black satin covering her clear blue eyes, her blonde hair curling around her face like a picture frame, and her beautiful pink lips wrapped around his cock. He could feel her chest heave under him, and he wondered if it was from excitement. He was doing this all for her, this is what she wanted. He lost this thought when he felt her tongue start to move over the skin in her mouth, a smile crossing his lips when she moans around him, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure over his skin. Starting to think she likes what he's doing to her he asks "Do you like that?" as he pushes further into her throat, avoiding choking her.
Ryan continues to move in and out between her tight lips as he waits for an answer, Sally's mind is racing. I shouldn't be enjoying this, I shouldn't like this feeling, and I really shouldn't be reacting the way I am as she suddenly notices the pool of liquid that has soaked through her panties but she doesn't dare stop what she's doing. "I asked you a question" Ryan repeats "Do you like that?", her mind starts to worry, What answer is he looking for? Should I lie and say 'no', start fighting it and maybe even anger him? or should I admit defeat and give into how wonderfully sinful it feels to be used by him? Ryan pulls out to let her answer, looking down at her she lowers her head, softly whimpering "Yes". He pushes back into her mouth, her tongue wasting no time to return to his skin, running over the flesh. She keeps moaning around him, her lower half aching for some attention. "Stop" he slowly pulls out and rolls off of her. "Roll over" he orders, helping her a little on to her stomach as ideas of what to do next run through his head.
Laying on her stomach, Sally starts to wonder what's going to happen next but knows that this will not end with just a blow job. His hands run over her back, goosebumps raising over her skin as his fingers loop under her bra and unhook it, pushing the straps off her shoulders but stopping halfway down her arms, freeing her breasts but leaving the bra around her body. His hands move over her back, drinking in how smooth and soft the skin is, stopping just above her panties to finger the dimples in the small of her back. Sally's breath is short and shallow, the un-excepted softness throwing her for a loop and she can't help but wonder if there is a huge puddle under her from how turned on she is. A soft moan leaves her lips as his hands run over the curve of her ass, his hands slowly pulling down the black lace that cover her skin down her legs, dropping the pile on the floor in a pile.
Ryan brings his fingers to his mouth as his knee pushes her legs apart, he brings his hand between her legs, pushing his fingers deep inside her. He lets out a soft moan as he asks himself "Do I put it here..." her body quickly reacting to his touch as her hips rock against him, his voice trails off as his fingers leave her sex. A single finger pushes at her asshole as he speaks again "Or do I put it here?" She moans as she squirms under his touches, she chokes out "Please...Don't".
His finger leaves her as he wraps his hand over his dick, gently stroking it before situating himself behind her, his hands finding her hips and forcing her to her knees but leaving her face pressed to the bed, "Don't do what? This?" He questions as he pushes his dick inside her, trusting in a out a few times before pulling out and covering his cock with lube and pushing the tip slowly into her tight asshole, smiling as he asks "Or this?" She cries out as he pushes into her, part moaning at the new feeling part screaming from the pain, but her body calls for more, she is so turned on by all that is happening she can't say no. Ryan slows down, not wanting to hurt her more then he has to, he pushes half way in and lets her adjust to the stretch.
Sally moans out, the loudness muffled by the blankets on the bed, she feels like she is about to be ripped apart, filled completely, it feels so good. She gently pushes back against him, her mind yelling at her You shouldn't encourage him, for God's sake woman, he is raping you! but she can't help it, it feels so good. He pulls out slowly then pushes back in, gradually increasing the pace, trying to be as gentle as possible to give her as much pleasure as he can. He's so gentle and kind, like he really cares if I enjoy it or not. Why? Who is he? Just as she thinks it's all about her, he reaches out and grabs a fistful of her now curly hair, pulling her head up off the bed slightly as he pushes all the way inside her, one hand resting on her hip, squeezing at the skin that makes up those curves he loves so much as he relishes in the feeling, the warmth and tightness of her. For a moment she forgets that this is against her will, forgets that this isn't the one she loves, want and need clouding her mind as she pants out "harder" begging for more.
Ryan pulls out all the way, looking down over her body as she silently begs and pleads with him for more, sweat forming over her skin, her juices running down her legs, her face contorted with need as she presses further into the bed, panting loudly. He thrust back into her, harder and harder as his orgasm builds fast, the sounds of Sally's moans keep him going, he knows she is close. She squeezes tight around him as he thrust into again, Sally's mind is a blur, voices yelling That feels so good! No, you shouldn't enjoy this! With one last thrust Ryan orgasms as Sally clenches around him one last time, her own orgasm rocking her to her core, her mind still fighting with her body.
Ryan moves off the bed, grabbing the towel from the floor by the bed as he wipes himself clean then takes care to wipe Sally clean as well, running the soft towel between her legs then over her bottom. He gently unties her hands and rolls her over, watching as she pants and sighs. He softly kisses her lips as his hands work on untying the blindfold. He looks down at her, into her eyes and smiles as he asks "Was that good?" Sally wraps her hand around his neck and pulls him close, pressing his forehead to hers as she whispers "It was perfect."