(super old, super short story, no commissions)
I’d seen him driving by my house on his motorcycle a few times over the past couple of weeks. So I knew his face when he knocked on my door and asked to use my telephone because his cell phone died.
He followed me into the kitchen and told me how he’d seen me around. I mentioned I’d seen him as well.
“I have to confess” he said as he backed me up against the kitchen counter and put his hands on my waist. “I didn’t come here to use the phone.” he whispered as his hands slid down my dress lifting his hands beneath it and grabbing my ass.
“Oh” i stammered. “But, i, i can’t.” and I felt his hand between my legs and his fingers pulling my panties aside and helping himself to my cunt, dipping his rough fingers inside my young pussy. “No!” i pushed at him, and he grabbed my ass and lifted me onto the counter.
“Oh sweetheart” he said as he clasped his hand over my mouth. “you’ll enjoy this so much more if you don’t fight it.” he grinned as he unzipped his pants and pulled them down, exposing his hard cock to me. “You like that cock baby? Do you want it inside of you?” he asked stroking himself in front of me.
I shook my head.
“Don’t be like that pretty girl, tell me how bad you want me to fuck your tight little cunt” he growled as he grabbed my hair in his fist and pulled my head back.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you like a little slut.” he groaned into my ear as he rubbed his cock over my panties. “Tell me!” he yelled as he yanked my hair harder and I cried out, and spit into my mouth as it opened. “Tell me , or i’ll fucking hurt you! Don’t make me hurt you pretty girl.”
“fuck me.” i whimpered.
“Ask me nicely baby girl.” he grabbed my jaw and then curled two of his fingers inside of my mouth.
“Please” i replied with a tear rolling off my cheek.
“Mmmm, you’re such a little slut. I know how bad you want it, pretending that you don’t.” he groaned as he slid my panties aside once more.
“you’re just a little whore, and i’m going to take your pussy. Tell me the truth princess.” he said as he slid the head of his cock between my pussy lips , sliding it up and down between them from my clit to my young fuck hole. “Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked
I shook my head no.
His smile was evil as he replied “Good. that makes it more fun for me.” and he slammed his cock inside of my pussy. “Hold on to me little girl, and pretend you fucking like it, don’t make me hurt you afterwards.”
He fucked me hard there against my parents kitchen counter, making my pussy drip on his cock. Why was i wet? I didnt fucking want this.
He groaned and sped up his thrusts. “You’re so fucking wet. I knew it. I knew you were a fucking slut. You fucking love me raping your little cunt you dirty fucking bitch.”
I screamed and grabbed onto him as he violated my tight wet pussy. I felt his cock bury itself deeper up inside me.
“yessss you little whore. Now moan for me little whore.” he groaned as he fucked me like a little toy.
I cried, and let out a scream as i felt him continue to tear my pussy up.
“that’ll do” he laughed as he growled and jolted his hips into me and unloaded his cum inside of me, his hips jerking him deeper into me.
After he pulled out, i could feel his cum dripping out of my cunt.
He pulled his pants up and looked at me.
“Tell anyone, and I’ll hurt you. I promise.” he turned and left my house.
I never told anyone and I never saw him again