As long as I can remember, I’ve had rape fantasies. I think about it every night, often with my fingers buried deep inside of my pussy, just thinking about rough hands grabbing my body, touching me in all the ways a man should, even as I beg and cry for him not too. One day, my dreams turned into a reality at the local swimming pool.
I had gone with some friends and instantly found myself to be the center of attention for one of the lifeguards. An older man, but I could tell he wanted me, even behind the thick dark sunglasses that hid his gaze. Every time I looked, he was nearby, staring intently at me. I smiled at him, and I might have even winked. My brain was getting fuzzy as I thought about this complete stranger taking advantage of me in the locker rooms. I soon lost track of my friends, and eventually slipped away as they were in line for the diving board. I met his gaze one last time as I headed toward the locker rooms to shower, secretly hoping he would follow me.
After ten minutes in the showers, I finally gave up on my silly fantasy for the day. Grabbing my bag, I headed out the side door, near where I had parked. That’s when it happened. I never saw him coming until he had ahold of my arm, roughly yanking towards the back of the building. I resisted at first until I turned and saw it was him, the hunky lifeguard. His glasses were still on, but I could very clearly see his gaze running across my body. Before I knew it, he had me away from prying eyes in the parking lot.
“Nice swim suit.” He growled, even as his hand reached forward and twisted against the material of my one-piece, the motion yanking the material down until my small perky tits popped out, my nipples immediately beading up against the breeze. He didn’t say anything else as I began to struggle, desperately yanking against his grip, knowing I wouldn’t get away.
“Please…” I whined, as he shoved me facefirst against the wall, before locking my arms behind my back, his forearm hooked around the inside of my elbows. With his free hand, he began grabbing at the bottom of my suit, easily yanking it to the side and exposing my already dripping pussy.
“Shut up slut. You know you want this.” He growled in my ear. My blonde hair was plastered around my face, but through the strands, I could see his cock emerge from the red lifeguard shorts he wore, the massive head pulsing as he pressed it firmly against my ass. It didn’t take long for him to find my hole, quickly burying himself inside of my pussy, the warm wetness of my folds betraying the fact that I did, in fact, want it.
His cock plunged into me roughly, as his free hand wrapped around my throat. I knew he didn’t care if I came or not, I was nothing but a toy to him, and he had the power to do anything he wanted to me. All of my fantasies were coming true, and my sobs and begging soon turned to moans as he raped me in the sunlight.
“I’m going to cum bitch, deep inside your tight little pussy!”
His final words came out in a groan as I felt his body press me more tightly to the wall as his cock erupted inside me, the warm sensation pushed me over the edge, and I came on my rapist’s cock.
Finally, he stepped back, letting me push off the wall. Unexpectedly, he simply stood there and watched me, as I tearfully fixed my swimsuit, covering my shame. Finally, I looked at him, suddenly terrified of what would happen next.
“I’m here on Wednesdays.” He growled. “I imagine I’ll see you again.” I could only stare at him as he walked around the corner, leaving me standing there weakly. I looked down as I suddenly felt something warm running down my thighs, and I saw his cum dripping around my swimsuit.
I can’t wait to go swimming next week.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ce0sqv/raped_by_the_pool_rape_fantasy_mf
When I read the title I was wondering how tf you were going to have a pool rape somebody