All characters are 18+. This is a work of fiction. Pls, enjoy.
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Class crawled by. After a while of sitting idly, watching math equations appear on the screen, I pull out my phone. I surfed the web for my favorite erotic fiction. I searched “noncon,” one of many fetishes. The story unfolded as the teacher reviewed the quadratic formula.
A girl walks home. She is mildly drunk, enjoying the night air on her skin. Footsteps behind her. Her mind tells her to run, but she doesn’t; she is too tipsy to translate the message into action.
The footsteps near. She tightens her hands around her tazer, readying herself. The footsteps are mere inches away. A hand grips her arm; she is yanked back, causing her to drop the tazer back into her purse.
I read the passage about the girl being yanked back into a narrow alley several times. My nipples are hard beneath my shirt, my pussy lips tingle. I rest a hand on my thigh to rub circles as I finally move on.
The girl’s face is pressed against a brick wall. Her attacker gropes her breasts over her coat, his hard cock pressed against her ass.