I知 on my period, which, in turn, means I am horny as all get out. It is at this part of my cycle that I have the darkest masturbatory fantasies, such as ...
I heard a distinct snap, like a breaking twig or window lock being forced. I listen intently. Creaking floorboards reveal the truth: someone is in the house.
I'm vulnerable, here in my bed wearing just panties and a white t-shirt. I tense, pulling my duvet up and my t-shirt down.
The stairs creak now. Creak again. And again.
Slowly, my bedroom door handle begins to turn, and then he is in my room. I知 breathing fast, and at first I think it痴 fear, but I also realise I知 aroused too. Softly, he shuts the door behind him, and turns the key.
He stares at me and in that look, he transmits his intention. Nothing of cash value in the house, so he will take the only other thing of value: my cherry.
He pulls the duvet off me, and I put up a token resistance. My knees are up against my chest, of course, I know this shows him that little white diamond of panty.
He undresses, slowly, dropping each item softly to the floor until all I can see is his erection. He approaches the bed and I feel his heat, his rough hands on my breasts. And then he yanks my panties aside. I知 embarrassed at how wet I am.
He looks deeply into my eyes and his lips curl into a smile, and with a sudden lunge, he enters me.
I'm appalled -- shocked -- but oh, how aroused! I feel every inch of him stretching my vagina. I feel his urgency, smell his maleness.
... Meanwhile, back in the real world, as this fantasy rattled around my head, I have a dildo inside me and I知 really digging the rape fantasy. Strange: something that abhors me in real life, yet in fantasy ...
I fuck myself with the dildo, rub my clit, and imagine him about to spill his seed inside me.
Just as, in my fantasy, I feel him spurt up me, I come. Mentally, I wrap my legs around his back, and pull him to me.
The orgasm is like a nuclear blast. No gentle build up his time, just a blinding flash of light and every fibre of my being moves to another realm of consciousness.
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