I would like to share some of my darker fantasies. This one is usually good for an orgasm or three. I have to do this outside and at night or it doesn't work that well. I actually do this, but the man in the story is imaginary.
I get off the bus, once again cursing my luck that once again, my car is in the shop. I hate buses. They are so crude. One never knows whether the dampness of the seat is due to the rain or other causes. I am glad to be in off the damn thing and into the night. The bus pulls away and leaves me at the side of the road. It is dark, but as I turn away from the main road onto the track that leads to my home, the only light is the moon.
I walk for a few moments before I am conscious of him. I turn and look. I can see him. He is standing still, backlit by the moon. Just standing there looking at me. I turn and increase my pace. I hear his heavy footsteps behind me. I feel fear fluttering in my belly, and also between my legs. I allow my mind to give me the image of what he might do if he catches me. Despite my fear, I feel wetness gather between my thighs. I stop again, as does he. He is closer now and I know my time is running out.
Suddenly, I turn and run. Run as fast as I can and push open the gate that leads into the field that provides a shortcut to my home. I run faster, the soft ground catching at my feet. I know he is right behind me now, I can feel his presence and almost hear his rasping breath. I stumble, fall, and he is on me. I feel his hands pressing my legs apart and tearing at my tights. I feel the material rip and tear. Then he tugs my panties to one side. I look up into his face, it is cruel and savage. There is nothing about love or romance here, just pure brutal sex. I plead with him to stop, beg him to leave me alone. Suddenly, with a primal thrust he is inside me. Again my body betrays me and with each thrust I become more aroused. I feel his tension building and as he erupts inside me, I cum all over his monstrous cock.
(In reality, I use this fantasy sometimes, except that I live it out exactly as stated above. Once I allowed myself a trip to the field, I teared my own tights and I masturbated right there out in the open. I planned to do this before I went to work that day and I took my favourite dildo with me so I could fuck myself with it in the field).
Then, once he has finished with me he leaves, vanishing into the night as quickly as a dream. I get up and re-arrange my tattered clothing. I squat down and pee into my panties before walking the short distance home. There, I shower to wash his sperm from me. (And masturbate again using the shower head.)