A fantasy I wrote for another Redditor, by request. Under no circumstances I do not endorse or encourage non-consensual sex. If you don’t know the difference between fantasy and reality, leave this page now.
You wake up in the middle of the night, under the weight of a man, double your age. My hand over your mouth, my lips whisper in your ear: “All you can do now, missy, is to decide if you’re going to enjoy it or not. I WILL take your holes tonight, one way or another.” The thoughts run through your head at the speed of light. On one hand, you’d really like a good pounding. On the other hand, the smell coming from me isn’t that inviting… I’m not the nice guy you met at a bar and brought home… I’m the homeless living in the park at the corner of your street.
You choose wisely. I’d rather not hurt you, although what I am going to do to you will certainly won’t be a walk in the park…
I pull your cover away and enjoy the view of your body, in the moon light. Now you ask yourself if it was wise to wear those lace panties in bed. And nothing else… My coarse hands start mauling your breasts. Play on your tummy… walk all over your body. My 6.5″ cock starts coming to life. But not enough to put it to work yet. I come closer to your head, kneel on the bed, grab a fist of your blonde hair and pull your mouth toward my semi-hard cock. You open your mouth, lick your lips and engulf the head. Then play with it, licking, sucking. My cock starts swelling and you realize its length might be average, but its thickness might give you a different feeling from what you had so far…
The feeling of your warm mouth on my member is good, but I’m not here to let you enjoy. After few minutes of you working on it, when I feel it reached the required stiffness, I decide it’s time to take matters in my own hands: I grab you by the hair tighter and start fucking your mouth. Faster and harder with each thrust. Soon it reached the “skull fucking” level. I use your mouth and throat like a fleshlight. First time I push my cock all down to your throat, while your nose touches my skin, you gag. I take it out, slap your face hard and whisper to you: “Don’t you dare puke on me, rapetoy!” And go back to the hate fucking.
When I feel my cock is lubricated enough with your saliva, I pull back. In few swift moves all my clothes are in a pile on the floor. I position myself between your legs. You look great. And frightened towards what’s coming.
Your eyes show horror about what is to happen next. I position myself closer between your legs, spreading them open. Pull the panties aside and start playing with the head of my cock between your lips. You’re dripping. “I thought I have to get my cock as wet as possible, but your cunt is dripping juices! Is it just me, or all this arouses you, rapetoy?” The words are like knives in your heart, but you know I’m right: you have the rape fantasy for so long, rubbed your clit thinking about it so many times, that now, when’s about to happen, your juices are flowing freely. You blush, but there’s an odd grin on your face at the same time. Like saying to yourself “Finally, it happens!”
I push my cock between your inner lips, up and down along the slit. The velvety skin feels good, especially when so well lubricated. You moan when I reach to high and touch your clit. I get that as a sign and position the head of my cock at the entrance of your love hole. I stay there for a second and you hold your breath, as preparing for what’s to come. I push a bit and the head goes in. You gasp. Your tight, small pussy is not accustomed to such girth. I play a bit in and out, and when I feel you got used to it, I plunge all the way in, to the hilt! The scream that escapes your lips is so loud, I fear the neighbors will hear. Your back arches and your butt is off the mattress, as if to keep the hard intruder away, to ease the pain. But that’s not what I have in mind: I push you back down on the mattress, grab your waist and start pulling you toward the hard, thick rod that splits your pussy in two.
Suddenly, a horrific thought lands in your mind. Your eyes open wide, you look at me and whisper “condom”. I look back at you, smile and answer harshly: “No way I’ll feel your cunt’s walls through rubber!” You look back and say, “I’m not on birth control”.
It doesn’t seem to influence me. I keep pulling your body into me, impaling you every time on my thick cock. Your pussy walls accustomed already to the unusual intruder and you start enjoying the hard pounding. THAT bothers me: it’s not YOU who should have fun, it’s ME!
I stop pounding for a moment, grab your both feet by your ankles and put them on my shoulders. Then go back to fuck you. But I feel I’m still not deep enough, so I lay down on you. Your feet get bent toward your head. My arms rest on the back of your knees, which keep your legs spread to the max and your pussy exposed and accessible. That’s the moment when I start going deep. And hard. I alternate between long slow strokes and faster and shallower. The new depths my cock reaches make you squirm. Few times I really touch your cervix, especially when I push myself back on my arms and let go in a free-fall-like movement. That really gets my cock deep in your cunt’s folds. You never knew a fuck can hurt that much. You start to sob.
That arouses me to the point I feel I cannot hold back. My thrusts become faster and faster. You feel my orgasm getting closer and say with a pleading voice: “Please don’t come inside, I’m not on the pill!” I look back at you, all this time continuing thrusting in you: “I really don’t care! A cocksleeve like you should take all the semen she gets, wherever it is. So, you’ll get my load deep in your womb! That will make you my personal cumdump. And don’t you think that if any of that will reach your womb and you’ll get pregnant, I’ll stop fucking your slut body. In days I won’t use your pussy, you’ll get my cock deep down your throat and deep in your ass!” “Please no, please! Cum in my mouth. I’ll take you deep in my throat, please!” “Shut up, slut, and… get.. what… I… have.. for… YOUUUU!” At each pause I plunge deep and hard in your pussy and at the last word I went as deep as I could and stayed there. You feel my cock pulsing and can imagine spurt after spurt of sticky semen invading your fertile vagina. I stay impaled like that in you for a while. You cry freely now. It’s not clear if it’s because of the rape and breeding fantasy that became a reality, if it’s the possible pregnancy scare from a complete stranger or the fact that the ordeal is over. Or maybe it’s a mix of that all?
You drift into sleep. When you wake up in the morning, I’m gone. At first you don’t realize what’s happening, but then it clears out: I tied your legs to the head of the bed so the back is arched and your pussy in the air. All my semen deep inside you, only few drops on the sheets. But that means the odds of getting pregnant are much higher! You untie your legs and wonder if should go for the-morning-after pill… or not.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eq72kh/rape_breed_fantasy_mfnc