(Trigger warning: Consensual non-consent, rape fantasy)
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(I originally wrote this at the end of August ’22, when it happened.)
I’ve been talking to a hot young woman on reddit for a week now. The conversations have been great, although most of the time all I’ve been able to think about is tearing her up in bed. It doesn’t help that she posts sexy pics all over reddit, flaunting her body as if she’s daring someone to just take it. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve jacked off to her content while at home, or sneaking off at work, just about everywhere really.
She knew exactly what I wanted, teasing me by telling me how she plays with her toys, how wet her pussy gets talking to me and others on reddit, how horny she is all the time. I knew she wanted me though, more than anyone else. She didn’t say it, but I could tell. It was so obvious. I asked her out a few times, but she always had a reason she couldn’t meet up.
During the course of our conversations, I’d been able to deduce where she lived and went to school, what her schedule was like, and most importantly, when she’d be home alone. So late a couple nights ago, after seeing more pics of her showing off her gorgeous tits, her soaked pussy, and her mouth smeared with spit after she’d obviously been gagging on a cock, I’d finally had enough, so I’d decided it was time to give her what she’s been asking for.
When I got there, it was clear her car was the only one present, and through her window I could recognize decorations I’d seen hundreds of times in her pics. It was definitely the right place. I’d brought along a few things I knew I’d need, so I checked my pockets, then walked right up to the door as if I belonged there (in case her neighbors saw, I didn’t want to appear shady.)
I thought I’d have to break in, but I looked around. It only took me a moment to find the key she had hidden in her mailbox. I almost laughed. It was just another thing telling me how bad she wanted this. I quietly let myself in, looked around in the dark. It was barely bright enough to see with the light from outside coming through the windows. I saw the stairs, and gingerly stepped up. A few of them creaked, making me pause each time, but I didn’t hear anything, so I continued up. There were a few doors at the top, but I knew which one was hers, as I’d spotted it from outside.
When I opened the door, there was a faint light from some kind of nightlight or lamp, I couldn’t tell, because I didn’t really look. There she was, in the bed from her pics, breathing softly in her sleep. I stood and watched her for a moment to be sure that I hadn’t woken her with my noise. She didn’t move. I stepped the rest of the way in, twisting the knob and closing the door behind me. I looked around; it was a college kid’s room. A few pieces of clothing on the floor, plants literally everywhere – she’s really into them. Like *really* into them! – and of course, on her bedside table was a little purple gspot/clit vibrator and a bottle of lube. Again I almost laughed. How many times had she fucked herself with that while fantasizing about my cock pounding away in her? Obviously all the time.
I moved over beside her bed and watched her as I started unbuttoning my shirt. Her face was soft and peaceful, and her breaths were slow and even. I could see the form of her tits rising and falling beneath the blanket. One hand was draped up on the pillow beside her face, the other down along her body. I slipped out of my boots and dropped my shirt on the floor, pulled the zip ties and blindfold from my back pocket and placed them on the bed beside her, and began pulling off my jeans, my eyes unable to look away from her sleeping body.
As much as I wanted this, I knew she wanted it so much more, and I was already hard and throbbing thinking about how wet she was going to get for me. So much more than when we talked in DMs, or when she fucked her little slut toy. My cock sprang up with a bounce when I slipped my jeans past my hips, just the hint of precum already forming in anticipation.
I kneeled down on the edge of the bed, reached up and stroked the back of my finger down her face. She sighed softly in her sleep, and I felt myself smirking. Even asleep she wanted this. She was probably dreaming of bouncing her ass on my cock right then. I picked up the zip ties with one hand, and carefully pulled her hand beside her face to above her head. She stirred a bit, so I held still, but she settled back into silence a moment later. She was a light sleeper. I’d have to move quick.
I reached across her for her other arm, taking her wrist, and moving that arm up above her head as well. It took a moment, but I slipped the zip ties over both hands. I got caught for a moment trying to tighten them, but they finally clicked closed, tight and snug. She still hadn’t woken. I picked up the blindfold and laid it across her eyes. I tried to pull the straps over her head, but her long red hair was too thick. I slid my hand between her head and the pillow, lifting and quickly sliding the bands over, and that’s when she woke. I’d been hoping to have some alone time with her body before she joined in, but light sleepers; what can you do?
“What? Huh? Oh my god get off me, get out of here!” she said, trying to pull away from me. Her arms started to come down, but I held her wrists by the zip ties, pinning them to the pillows above her head, threw my leg over her blanket-clad body, and covered her mouth with my free hand. That was so annoying. Why would she try to pull away when she made it so obvious what she wanted? How rude, telling a guest with a lovely gift to ‘get off me’.
I leaned forward, my lips close to her ear. “Shhhh” I whispered. “I’m just here to give you what you want.” I tried to kiss her neck, but she squirmed just out of reach, so instead I took her ear between my lips and bit, growling. I figured it out. She was playing hard to get. She wanted to be treated like the college slut that she is. I could do that. She’d be so pleased by the time I was through. I used my hand on her mouth to leverage myself up. “Hold still. This can feel very good, or it can hurt very bad. Which would you prefer?”
I took my hand from her mouth, half-hoping she’d resist more. She didn’t disappoint. “Stop, get off me! I’ll give you anything! I have money-” I covered her mouth again. Money? Really? If it wasn’t for that sexy mane of fiery red hair, I’d have thought she was blonde.
I laughed. “Oh sweety, I don’t want your money. I just want what’s mine. Now hold still, or this will hurt.” I kept her mouth covered, lifted myself on my knees, and reached under the blanket with my other hand. She was naked! I don’t know why I was somewhat surprised. Of course she was naked. That’s the natural state of a horny girl who’d seen my cock. She’d probably started sleeping naked the very night we started DMing.
She gave a muffled moan and recoiled a bit when I reached lower, my hand groping her tits, my fingers pressing into her body as it moved further down. She tried to squeeze her legs closed, but a moment too late. My hand had found her pussy, and just as I’d known it would be, she was absolutely soaked. I couldn’t hold back the smile. She *had* been waiting for me!
She squirmed while her body twisted, trying to get out from under me, and her arms came down. I released her mouth and quickly pinned her wrists once more, and pushed her legs open with my other hand, then slapped her pussy. I held back a little. I didn’t want to hurt it too bad before I’d had my fill. Startled, her body froze. She opened her mouth to say something, but only a gasp came out.
“Look at how wet you are for me, you dirty little slut. Stop trying to move, you’re only going to make this worse.” I could feel her shaking, and her lip trembled just a bit. The need to kiss her overcame me, and I leaned forward while my fingers pushed between the lips of her pussy, feeling for her clit. She felt my lips brush hers and pulled away again, twisting her head to the side. I reached up and slapped her pussy again, harder this time. I know the sting was worse, since my hand was drenched in her juices.
“Stop fighting” I growled, letting go of her wrists. I took her face in my hand and turned it toward me, leaned in, and bit her lower lip. I let my teeth linger for a moment so she could get an idea of just how much this could hurt if she didn’t start behaving like a good slut. Really! How was I suppose to show her how good the real thing was if she was going to be a petulant brat about it? She whimpered a bit, but held still. She didn’t even try to lower her arms again. She was learning.
I began fingering her again, circling around her clit for a moment before sliding my fuck finger into her pussy. She was tight, very tight, but because of how soaked she was, there was no resistance. Her breath sucked in sharply, and I could tell she was holding it. That was alright. She’d be moaning in true bliss soon enough. I threw my leg back over her body so I was to one side, and pulled the blanket off of her in one smooth motion, finally exposing her pale, freckled skin.
Her tits rose when she again sucked in a deep breath, and her legs were trembling ever so slightly. I watched her face while I continued slowly sliding my finger in and out of her, my other hand groping at her tits, pinching her nipples. Her mouth kept working like she wanted to talk, but all I heard was the occasional “please”. She wasn’t fighting me at this point. She was finally ready, or at least close enough.
I pulled my finger out, lifted her leg and moved myself between them. Her body started shaking more. “Please, don’t fuck me. I’ll give you anything,” she said again. I reached up with my left hand, pressed my hand to her mouth, and replied “shhh. I’m not going to fuck you.” I lowered my face to her chest, my lips an inch from her nipple. “Not until I’m ready to fuck you.” I pulled her nipple into my mouth, sucking, my tongue swirling around it. At the same time, I slid two fingers into her, gliding up along the inside of her clit, where I pressed a bit firmly and started rubbing circles inside her. She moaned hard against my hand pressed to her mouth. She fucking loved that.
Despite her words, I felt her hips start to move, and she pressed her pussy down harder on my hand. I gave her nipple a playful bite. Her face betrayed her pain for a moment, but she kept moaning. I kissed and licked my way down her body, and when my mouth was just above her pussy, she again started shaking her head, her moans sounding pleading. I took my hand from her mouth. “No, please don’t. You can just leave, I won’t tell-” she started, but my hand moved down and pressed to her throat. I gave her a little squeeze on the sides, holding steady pressure. She fell silent, and then I buried my face in her pussy, finally tasting what I’d been craving all week.
She was so wet, I could feel her dripping down my wrist and onto her bed, and she tasted absolutely divine! You could tell that she tried to be a good girl. Her pussy was shaved down below, the skin still fresh and bare. My tongue lapped up everything, and I had to keep swallowing to not drown in her. My tongue pressed flat against her clit, and I gave a long, slow upstroke, my tongue piercings gliding along her flesh, across her clit. I felt her hips start moving again, felt her press her pussy harder against my mouth. Now she and I *both* knew how badly she wanted this. She was losing control of her body. I felt the moans as they came out harder, more ragged, with my hand still pressed to her throat, and even in the low light, I could see the blood being trapped in her crimson, blindfolded face. Her mouth was open wide.
When I started pumping my fingers into her, creating the wet friction I knew she’d love, I saw her bite her lip, and her hips began thrusting harder. Her legs were trembling harder now, her thighs trying to press the sides of my head. I used the side of my arm to push them back open, and her body complied. I relaxed my hand on her throat, but held it there, letting the blood flow resume. Her moans were a singing crescendo, sounding more desperate, pleading. I felt her pussy starting to contract on my fingers. She was so, so close. But it wasn’t time, and I didn’t want her to cum too soon, so without warning, I just stopped, pulling my fingers out.
I gave her clit one last suck, flicking it hard with my tongue, then pushed myself up. I swear her frustrated moan sounded disappointed, but she grew really silent and still, save her trembling legs. A tinge of fear flashed across her face. She didn’t know what was coming next. I knew. And she was about to find out. I knew now what she tasted like, but if she wanted to cum for me like a good little fuck toy, she’d have to learn as well.
I lifted her leg again, sliding myself to the side and off the bed. She laid motionless, frozen, back to holding her breath. I smirked. Now that she was listening, I should let her play with her toys, show her that being a good girl earns rewards. I picked up the little purple vibrator from her table and looked at it. It was a fairly simple design, one smooth end for the clit, the other part a ridged bulb to stimulate the gspot. I glanced down. Her legs were trembling less, but I could see her pussy was still soaked and quivering. Yes, it was definitely playtime.
I slid the gspot part of the vibrator into my mouth, tasting her old, dried cum still on it. So delicious! Once it was good and wet, I reached down and started to press it against her pussy. She recoiled, her legs trying to close and her arms coming down. I dropped the vibrator, grabbed her wrists and repinned them, forced her legs open with my other hand and gave her pussy another hard smack. The sharp crack of it echoed in her room. “Please,” she pleaded again.
“I’m trying to reward you for being a good little slut,” I said. “Don’t make me tell you again. Keep your fucking legs open.” And she did. I picked up the vibrator, held the power button down, and heard it buzz to life. It had a bright purple light on it, like some alien fuck toy. The nerd in me geeked out a bit, but I was more focused on how *my* fuck toy was going to react. It was still wet, as was she, so I spread her lips with my thumb and slid it in. It was the perfect shape, the outside bulb pressing directly on her clit. Her hips lifted and squirmed, and her face softened, the fear leaving as the pleasure took over. She couldn’t hide how much she was loving this.
I held the vibrator in, giving it little pumps into her, and my fingertips touched something hard below it. The little rapeslut had a butt plug in! I looked at her blindfolded face. I’d known how much she wanted me, but I didn’t realize she had had it this bad. She was lucky I decided to take her. I slid my hand down a bit, pressing the vibrator with my palm, and the plug with my fingertips. Her moans grew decidedly louder, and my cock started throbbing harder. I had already taken most of my cock piercings out, because I’d known she was tight, and I didn’t want to deal with her whining if she couldn’t handle them, but it was definitely time for her to earn her pleasure.
I let go of the vibrator, leaving it inside her, and pushed her legs closed. “Keep them closed, don’t let your toy fall out,” I growled. I saw her swallow hard, then while she was whimpering, I slid my arms under her shoulders and started turning her on her back, so her head was closer to me and her feet across the bed. She struggled again, more out of habit than fear I think. I reached forward, opened her legs and slapped her pussy, holding my hand to it and pressing the vibrator harder into her. She settled back down. I took her arms, moving her bound wrists down her body. The sides off her hands rested against her pussy, and her head hung at an angle off the edge of the bed. I could see the blood rushing to her face.
I leaned down a bit, my mouth between her neck and her ear, and growled hard. I needed to be clear and she needed to listen. “It’s time for you to show me what a good little slut you are. If you bite me, this is going to get so much worse for you. Your little fuck toy can just as easily be my fist shoved in your pussy. Is that what you want?” she shook her head with a terrified gasp. “Are you going to bite me?” she shook her head again. “Good girl. Now open your filthy mouth.” When I went to press my cock into her mouth, her lips were clenched tightly shut, and she twisted her head. I reached down and smacked her pussy again, took a fistful of her hair from underneath and turned her head back.
“What did I just say?” I asked, and suddenly her mouth was open and my cock slid inside, first just the head, then half the length. I could feel her spit flooding out of her mouth around me, and her legs had closed again, but her squirming was more as if she were trying to fuck her vibrator. This time I bit my lip while she tried to bob her head on my cock, making throaty gagging sounds. She felt so warm and good, her tongue stroking my cock with every bob of her neck. I gripped her hair tighter so she’d stop moving, reached down and gave her toy another slap, the started thrusting my cock into her mouth. Her throat was so very tight, and I couldn’t force my head in it, but I knew I’d have time later to train her. I released her hair, pulled my cock out and started stroking it.
Before I could even move, her hungry mouth had found my balls, licking and sucking. I started pushing her toy in and out off her harder, listening to her moans and gurgles while she made a complete mess of her face and my cock. She may not have been ready for me to take her, but she was ready to be used as an oral slut. I took her hands and moved them up. She grabbed my cock, and again without direction started stroking me while she teabagged herself with my balls. I let me now free hand roam and grope her body, playing with and squeezing her nipples, and angling her toy up to press her gspot. She loved every fucking minute of it, and so did I.
Her mouth was so amazing that I was starting to get close, but I wasn’t about to waste a drop on her face and neck. Not for the first load. Her hot young college pussy was begging and aching to be bred, and I had every intention of doing just that. I tried to pull my cock away, but she kept sucking and stroking, harder and faster. I slapped her pussy to try to make her stop, but that only encouraged her. It seemed I had awakened her slut a bit too much. I reached down and took her by the throat, giving it a squeeze. She finally started slowing down, and I took her hands and pushed them away. Before she could think about what was coming next, I put my hands under her, pushed her up, then twisted her body so she was up on her knees facing away from me, her ass in the air, her pussy still dripping around her toy.
I stroked my cock while I pulled her toy out, tossing it aside. I pressed my hand between her shoulder blades, pushing her tits to the bed, pushed my cock against her pussy. She squealed, “No, don’t!” I quickly smacked her ass, hard enough to leave a hand print on the first spank. Her ass wiggled a bit, the plug pulled in further as she clenched. I took another fistful of her hair, tugged her head back so her throat was stretched, and growled. “This is what you wanted, you little slut. Don’t start disobeying now.” She whimpered a bit, but held still as I slid my cock into her, my last piercing resting against her ass and pussy lips.
I stayed there a moment, relishing how hot and tight her red, swollen pussy was. I felt myself throbbing inside her, and then I couldn’t hold back. I started fucking her hard, my body slamming into her ass. I bottomed out, hitting her as deep as I could, and her moans got the loudest they’d been yet. Her bound hands were on the bed just above her head, and I saw her gripping at the sheets. I kept a tight grip on her hair, and reached around to start fingering her clit while I fucked her. It only took her minutes before I felt her pussy convulsing and tightening on my cock. She came so hard that I felt it running down my balls and thighs. Her legs were shaking violently, and her moans were getting a bit too loud. I pushed down on her head, putting her face into the bed. I gripped both of her hips, digging my fingers in, and pulled her against me with each thrust.
She must have known I was getting close, because she lifted her head suddenly and begged, “No, stop! Please don’t cum in me! Please sir! Don’t cum in me!” I reached back and spanked her again, on the other side, and pushed her face back into the bed. “This is my pussy now,” I explained. “And you’re my little cum dumpster. You’re going to take every fucking drop and you’re going to love it.” As I explained, I felt her cumming again, harder this time, and that was it. Everything I’d been holding back exploded, filling her. My cum and hers poured out around my cock, and she half cried and half moaned while she took all my seed. She kept cumming. I was finished in moments, but she kept fucking, now thrusting back against me on her own, riding out her orgasm, her pussy milking every drop out of me.
When she finally slowed down, I let myself slide out, and I looked to see what I’d done. Between her glowing ass cheeks, her puffy pussy was leaking cum, dripping on the bed and down her thighs. I ran my hand up along her spine, smiling. “See? That was just how you wanted it, now wasn’t it? Isn’t it good to be a dirty internet slut?” She sobbed softly, but her ass gave a little wiggle. She didn’t have to answer for me to know she did. I gave her ass one more playful slap, leaned over her on the bed, and kissed her neck, then cheek. I growled a bit, but I didn’t have to be as forceful as before. She knew her place now, and knew who her pussy belonged to. “This is just between us. I know where you live now, and I’ll be stopping by from time to time. If you tell anyone…”
“I won’t” she said quietly. Her voice was so tiny and quavering. I smiled even brighter. “Good girl.” I turned her face and kissed her. She tried to pull away, but not very hard. While she laid propped on her knees in a filthy, sticky mess, I walked around the bed, slowly dressing while I watched her catching her breath. Once my boots were back on, I stepped toward the door. Hanging on the inside knob were a pair of panties. I picked them up and held them to my face. Sure enough, she’d been wearing them, probably that day. This time I did laugh as I stuffed them into my pocket and walked out, closing the door behind me.
On the drive home, I ended up pulling them out and jacking off with them wrapped around my cock. All in all it was a great night.
She ended up messaging me the next day. *Smirk* I hadn’t even had to contact her. The good little cumslut was looking for more. This time she came to me. No zipties required, which was a nice change… Good girl!
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Thank you u/Alresh8997 for sharing your fantasy with me! 🥰🥵🥰 You’re absolutely amazing in every way!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10a5m65/my_last_cnc_or_how_i_met_my_gf_on_reddit
Fuck that’s hot!