The Coffee Shop

I saw you at Starbucks this morning. I know you saw me, but you pretended to not look. Then you got up, without finishing your coffee and started walking away. If you are looking for a place to stay, then this is the place for you. I started reading it as i was headed out the door and i noticed it was a diary ... and you had written all these forced sex fantasies in them, so instead i let you get in yer car and drive off ... and i Followed you. 

You were not sure if i got the hint, but you decided to leave it unlocked when you got home, just in case. You got situated, decided it did not work out, and you decided to just sit on the couch and watch some TV. As soon as you sit down, i bust through that door, startling you. I do not speak. I rush over and grab you by the arm, slam you up against the wall and put my hand over yer mouth before telling you that there is nothing you can do ... that's going to happen if you want it or not.

I lift yer leg up and get under those skirts to roughly pull those panties down. You are not sure if you really want this fantasy, if yer really ready for it. Well that's too fucking bad is not it. C'mere. Get yer ass over to the couch. I turn the TV up so neighbors can not hear your cries, and then slam yer face into the couch, bending that exposed ass over. Taking BOTH of yer wrestling and holding them with my left hand against yer lower back, i keep you pinned down face first and yell at you. 

"Stick that ass up, all the way up! Go ahead and fight it." Yer not going anywhere ... "

You can hear me unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants. This is the time you realize I'm not playing around. That this is not just some fantasy written in a diary, but that this is going to actually happen. You feel that you do not have to ... the head of my hard throbbing cock, pressing up against the walls of that sudden moist pussy, sliding up and down those walls as i tease you ... situation. You plead with me to stop and I yell at you in response, 

"Why are you so fucking moist already huh?"

I push into you, and you cry out as fantasy becomes reality. There's no more time to second guess if you want this or not .. it's happening. I push a little more and you break away one arm and use it to try to push back against me. I reach over and grab it, putting it right back against yer lower back as I scream at you to shut up and take it. Every fucking inch of my hard cock. You are here: Home »Blog Archive» Yesterday, Yer, Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah You, all the way .. over and over again. You cry out again for me to stop and it makes me fuck you harder .. deeper, with every cry. 

I let go of yer hair and yer head falls back down into the couch, my hand smacking and then grabbing that ass as i begin to fuck you harder ... faster. I start breathing heavier, letting out a low growl as I start to fuck you more roughly, that moist pussy becoming soaking wet, confirming that all those cries for help are meaningless. I see that tight asshole and i take my thumb and start playing with it. You perk up suddenly, yer eyes grow wide and you are genuinely scared. You plead for me to stop .. not to do it, and this time you mean it. I respond accordingly. 

"Shut up, yer going to learn to fucking love this."

Yer ass muscles I want to be with you. You cringe, as i start to slide it in and out of you, until suddenly you can feel both of your holes being fucked at the same time. At least its not my dick in my tight virgin ass, you think to yourself. I do not hear you pleading with me anymore. You close your eyes and look like you've accepted this. That you fucking love my hard cock deep inside you. I miss those cries. So I take it out and stick my dick straight into that ass. You scream. And I love it. I thrust deeper into you and you start to whimper, letting me hear those cries once again and giving me what i want. I tell you that you love getting fucked in yer ass. You just keep cringing, and whimpering. Eventually .. you relax .. And learn to fucking love it. But for some reason .. you just will not let me know that, will you. No ... you want to keep up this facade of not wanting this, even though I can tell you are on the verge of cumming.

After a time of hard, rough ass fucking, I pull out and flip you over on your back. I wanna see that face .. the tears mixed into the mascara on those cheeks. I want to see you in the eyes when i force you to cum on my dick.  

"Spread your fucking legs you dirty whore." Quit fighting me. That's it ... " 

You've got a lot to do with this. I watch those eye lids flutter as I slide back into your soaking wet pussy. You want to cry .. but you can not ... your breathing gets faster as I pull in and out of you, still looking deep into those eyes ... my hand gripping your neck tighter. You can not help it now. You want to cum so badly. You want this stranger to take ownership of your body and you want ... air. It gets harder to breathe ... and you're on the verge.

You get a little light headed ... you feel so fucking good. You cant say it out loud with my hand firmly around yer neck, so you think it. 

* That's it ... keep fucking me !! Harder !! *

I can see it in your eyes. You're ready to cum. So I fuck you harder and lean into your face and yell at you to cum on my fucking dick as I pound that pussy, my balls smacking against yer ass. You look at me one last time ... before your eyes in the back of your head ... lips parting, you squint ... you scream in spurts as my grip takes the air from your throat .... you do As your told, and you cum hard .... all over that big cock, deep inside you. You squirm briefly, your legs quivering around my body. Then you slump.

I'm gonna be goin 'you slowly ... still fucking you as you lay there. I know any fight that you have left in you is completely gone, and that's just going to lay there and get fucked. I fuck you faster and then look down at you. I tell you that I'm going to cum deep inside this pussy and make it mines. You perk up with wide eyes and tell me no .. to please cum on your face. I tell you no, and you start to panic. You can feel me edging, on the verge on cumming and you plead with me, one last time. I look down at you and you look me in the eye, full of fear. I let out a loud moan and you know .. you can fell it. I'm cumming deep inside you.

I lay there for a moment, both of us slumped over and panting. We do not speak. I finally get up, and pull my pants back on. You look at me, but I do not look back. I just walked to the door and was left wide open, and walk out - leaving you laying there in your mess. You close your eyes ... and you rest.

The next day, you walk into the coffee shop. You are here: You could sit next to me and say hello, but you do not. The mystery still turns you on. Instead, you sit across from me. I look up, catch your eye ... and we simply smile.

END.