just to be clear: the act of writing down a fantasy in no way implies the desire to see said fantasy fulfilled. there is no consent implied here nor do i in any way wish my partner or any other being to fulfill the following story with me or any other woman. that doesn’t make the FICTION of it any less hot.
and if you don’t understand the difference? please, i beg you, get counselling.
if you reprint the following without a disclaimer attached you are a sick fuck.
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i come through the door like an incredibly powerful kick and am on her before she can so much as gasp. i feel her shock as i slam her against the wall and plant my mouth on hers.
she fights and this excites me more.
i feel her legs flail where i have them trapped between my own far more powerful ones and i feel her arms scratch at my back as my hands roam her body through her clothing.
her breath comes in sharp pants as she struggles for air through the punishing force of my mouth and i feel her shudder as my hands tear at her clothing. i tear her bra from her pert little breasts and begin pinching and rolling them between my fingers. i pinch hard and she whimpers.
they harden in spite of her.
her baggy trousers come off with a sweep and fall to trap her ankles even more effectively than my legs can do and i feel myself grow hard against her as her writhing sweeps the fabric of my trousers against my overheated skin.
she mewls and i stiffen still more, thrilling to the powerful erection i can’t wait to use on her.
her panties follow her trousers and i press my metal rod against her body and rub. i am not gentle but i am thorough and she mewls again as she realises my intent.
tired of her ineffective but irritating fingers raking against my back i take her hands and hold them above her head. it’s simple as i am much larger than she and her frail wrists press into the wall. she whines again into my mouth and again i ignore her.
my other hand travels to her exposed sex and i flick her tiny bud with my thumb. tears run from her eyes as i brutally bring her to orgasm and her whimpers into my crushing mouth threaten to make me spurt far too soon.
ruthlessly i fight my own libido and shove several fingers into her now moistened sex. my legs pin hers to the wall and i feel her muscles loosen in spite of herself as i tickle her g-spot.
rewarded with a gush of liquid i rip my suddenly far too tight pants down to my knees.
horror lights her eyes as she understands that i have used her own body to make my pleasure far easier. undaunted i take my throbbing erection into my hand and guide it to her entrance.
with one shove i pin her against the wall with my rock hard cock and feel her body shudder around me as she renews her fight. i stay there inside her, moving not at all and allow her struggles to slide her up and around and all over my erection.
her hands struggle against mine and i can hardly stand up the pleasure is so intense. my balls tighten and i fight the release coming as i ride her writhing body. i watch her face as i possess her and sear it into my soul to be brought out again and again in the nights ahead.
every kick, every buck, every gasp for breath heightens my pleasure until i can stand it no more and i feel the throbbing in my base that heralds upcoming release.
once, twice, thrice i spurt into her unwilling depths before stepping away from her to quickly return my pants to my hips. i drop her to the floor and look down at her, bleeding and broken and i consider staying for another round as my now spent phallus stirs in response.
tears run down her face as i stare at her there and i take three long breaths and again fix her image into my mind.
“thanks” i say casually as i zip my pants and turn on my heel to walk out the door.



June 24, 2008 at 9:35 pm
Very powerful given the disclaimer.
It is so important to understand that vital difference between fantasy and reality.
One of the most intimate things that I think can occur in a relationship is to share your deepest fantasies and for the person to understand them without thinking you wish for them to be fulfilled.
What beautiful things our imaginations can be.
Thank you for sharing this.
June 24, 2008 at 10:05 pm
I can understand why you might find it exciting. The wonderful thing about fantasies is that I can say that while finding it totally a turnoff to me.. and I am a Dominant..
sex is funny, isn’t it?
June 25, 2008 at 2:01 pm
Ummmm… Gasp!
June 26, 2008 at 6:05 pm
Holy fuck Girl! This just strips me down to nothing. The fabulous writing compensates for the uncomfortableness of the subject. Will I be stoned if I say part of me was turned on?
XX
June 27, 2008 at 9:33 am
Ravishment play can certainly be very hot.
Many years ago, I enjoyed a similar scene when I burst from our hotel room closet, my face covered in a leather mask. What followed was an intense session, with my partner sucking my cock more furiously than she ever had before.
But this kind of play also requires the utmost in pre-session communication, consent, trust, and understanding. That’s obvious, of course, to rational and loving people.
June 28, 2008 at 6:27 am
ok yea its fun but i dont really like this one you took away her innocence without her wanting to “in the novel durrr”
but still i cant stand the fact he used her like that. and left her in the floor crying and bleeding!! omg what an asshole
June 28, 2008 at 1:30 pm
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