I hope you enjoy my story. I role played this with a great friend on here and was inspired.
Rockhard4ever99 I hope you see this and I know I miss you dearly.
Oh sweet Olivia…the life of the party and the girl who everyone either wanted or wanted to be. She was basically a ray of sunshine, except for the fact that her hair was dark like chocolate but the pine green eyes made up for it.
Tonight, her and best friends were out for a night on the town but mostly for the benefit of a good time with each other and maybe some hot guys. Maybe.
The heels of the clan clicked and clacked from bar to bar, wanting to make the most of the weekend before work came back around on Monday. Today was Friday, so the girls kept drinking and dancing, sometimes with each other and with hot guys.
Olivia wanted to be able to walk home in one piece and had no intentions of sleeping with a guy while three sheets to the wind. Her two friends wanted to stay longer, keep the night alive—which they could do with all the vodka redbulls they had drank—and made sure that Olivia knew to call when she got home.
After the typical girl ritual of saying goodbye, Olivia made her way home going down the sidewalk with a click and clack of her black stilettos. She had no idea that she was being watched, drunk or not. Had been watched almost all night and was now being followed. Her house wasn’t that far, making it in ten minutes, calling her friends as she drunkenly unlocked the door and went inside, trying not to trip over herself.
The first thing on her mind was a shower, somehow stripping off the tight red latex dress without help and got under the cold water in the shower to help her drunken state. Meanwhile, the first thing on Luke’s mind, the guy who was stalking her tonight, got into her house which was a piece of cake since she didn’t lock it…but he locked it once he stepped into the small home.
Luke noticed the small chain purse the gorgeous girl carried sitting on the entry table; with her phone and wallet. Olivia was a foot shorter at 5’1 and weighed 130 lbs to his 200. There didn’t seem to be a dog, or anyone else living here which was perfect.
It was Luke’s first time doing this, he still didn’t understand why, but knew he had to have Olivia when he saw her walk past him tonight. The smile, the eyes…everything about her was perfect.
Olivia was all over the place, even leaving the bathroom door open which gave Luke a view of her in the glass shower under the cold water. Multiple streams were rushing down the tan curvy body making Luke harder than before when he saw her in the dress. This time, he got to admire the view from behind a lot more clearly; the thickness of her legs and ass where most of her weight was. Her tits were nice too, about a C cup which could easily fit in his hands.
Stepping out of the shower, Olivia dries off quickly and walks to her bed after turning the light off. There was enough moonlight from the window to see her bed, but not the man in the corner.
Luke only watches, as he intended to do… until she reaches into her nightstand and produces a hot pink vibrator. The liquor had her horny and wet but since bringing a man home was out of the question the vibrator would do.
She plays with her clit first, pressing the head of the vibrator onto the delicate nub and uses circular motions. Her hips start to move as she moans, and her left hand goes to her tit.
Another hand appears into the mix but before she can scream, the intruder is on top of her and has a hand over her mouth. He’s more of a silhouette, unable to see his face but she can tell that he’s bigger than her.
Just like the hand over her mouth, he’s gentle when he speaks. “I’m going to remove my hand, okay?” Olivia tries her best to nod, with wide eyes staring up at the guy she can’t see all too well. “You better not scream.”
The first thing she does is scream. A hand smacks her across the face and roughly covers her mouth while squeezing her cheeks tightly. Both are enough to make her realize that she needs to cooperate.
Having no idea what the guy wants, Olivia lays there and lets the stranger run his hands through her hair and then lightly goes down to trace her neck, tits, and stops right at her wet center.
Her soft pleas are muffled from Luke’s hand as he uses his other hand to finally run a finger up her slit and brings it to his mouth. Fuck, she tasted like heaven and sin at the same time, but sweet nonetheless.
Luke adjusts himself to a better position that’s still able to control Olivia and takes out his thick cock that’s already hard. He spits on himself and rubs it in before placing his tip at her entrance.
Tears run down Olivia’s lovely tan face that looks more terrified than anything but the tears also run down to Luke’s hand and gives him the courage to ram into her.
“Fuck.” The deep voice groans above her, and drives in and out of her wet pussy. Olivia closes her eyes while the man has his fun with her body.
Luke watches his cock in the moonlight, going in and out of the shaved pink pussy that had a grip like no other. He came in no time but only after he forced one out of Olivia.
The hand is removed but she doesn’t scream. “Follow me.”
“W-where?” Olivia blurts out as she stands, only reaching the guy’s collarbone.
Luke backhands her and watches her tiny body crumple to the floor, holding her cheek with one hand. A shoe steps onto her other hand as he leans down.
Olivia screams, “Please please, I’ll do anything. I’m sorry if I did anything to you.”
Begging wouldn’t work, but it was cute to see. Standing up, Luke grabs the dark mid length hair into his fist and drags the crying girl out of her bedroom.
Olivia tries to fight him and scratch him but he doesn’t let go of the iron grip he has in her hair. He’s inhumane, doesn’t care that her leg burned from the floor rubbing it too hard or that she’s shouting and crying, just wanting him to let go and she will follow.
They get to the stairs and he shoves her down. Her body tumbles, hitting the bannister and wall until she plops to the bottom with a hard smack of her naked body to the wood floor.
The man starts walking down the stairs and she tries to stand but everything hurts and she falls back down. Her body and face were both bruised…but the ankle was definitely broken or sprained.
“No more questions, got it?” His hand lifts her by the hair to meet his eyes and she nods vigorously. With a smile, he says, “Good. Crawl.”
On all fours, Olivia crawls to the kitchen behind the man while whimpering. His cock is hard again, and directly in front of her when she stops at his feet. She knows what he wants but waits for him to signal.
Luke enjoys every minute as soon as those plump lips of Olivia’s wrap around his thick cock that’s harder than it’s ever been when he sees the marks on her face. She was already bruised on both cheeks and her ankle was swollen…it didn’t feel enough.
“Enough.” Like grits out, she stops immediately. “Stand up, bend over the counter.”
Weakly, Olivia listens and hobbles up to the counter using her left foot to support all her weight as she bends over the counter. The coldness of the quartz makes her nipples hard and her body shiver.
Luke inspects her, gripping and slapping her ass which is enough to make her scream. Spreading her round ass he leans down and spits on her tight assholes that was shaved and has never been fucked.
“What are you-”
Before she can finish, his hand grabs the back of her head and slams her back down into the counter. “What the fuck did I say about questions?”
Some blood is coming from the corner of her head where he slammed her, she can feel it and he can see it. “N-no more.” It’s a whisper but he hears it, and loves the fear.
His presence is longer felt and she hears him going through drawers but doesn’t dare ask what he’s looking for. Suddenly, his arm flexes around the handle of something; a meat cleaver.
“Wait, wait!” Olivia screams and moves before he can bring down on her hand, hitting the counter instead. She runs but falls from her fucked up ankle right at the bottom of the stairs.
Footsteps come behind her fast, Luke already behind her. She stops, tears running down her face uncontrollably as she begs again. “Please…I’m sorry. I’ll g-give you whatever you want. H-how about m-money?”
Luke chuckles, the deep sound filling the house as he shakes his head. “I only want you Olivia.” He says as he easily overpowers her and sits on body while on the stairs, holding her left forearm on the step.
“Please don’t.” Her body is too weak to fight and he said no questions but she could beg.
“Shhh, just one hit for not listening.” Her eyes close the second he lifts the hammer.
The pain is immediate, even with all the liquor, Olivia bellows like never before at her cracked hand. Her body is carried up the stairs and is rested against the bannister.
Luke finds lube and lathers his now dry cock after her attempt to escape him. He rubs some into her asshole and nudges a finger inside her. Definitely an anal virgin.
“Relax.”
Olivia does her best to relax at the invasion of her asshole…it feels like it’s on fire and there’s only one finger. Nope. Two.
“Fuck!.”
Moving in and out slowly, Luke prepares her. Taking it in the ass would hurt, not kill her. God she was tight and her grip would milk him fast if he wasn’t careful.
The second his tip presses against her hole, Olivia tenses and then does her best to relax knowing that she has no way out of this with her condition. Tears still roll down her face, her head hanging over the banister while her good hand grips it.
“Fuck, almost there baby.” Luke groans and she can feel when he’s buried to the hilt inside her ass. The lube helped but she was tight.
Starting out slow, Luke goes in and out, watching his thick cock disappear into her ass. When he feels she’s adjusted enough, he grabs her by the hair roughly and pounds into her, watching her round ass jiggle with each slap of his body into hers.
“Stop muffling the moans. Let it out and I won’t throw you over the banister.” Olivia’s body is forced over the edge enough that her feet can’t touch the ground and cries out again. “That’s right, baby.”
Olivia’s ass has never felt so full. The pain dies down and she starts to enjoy it, making her feel sick to her stomach.
“Please.” She softly begs.
That heavenly voice and her tight ass sends Luke over the edge, “Fuck, same my name Olivia. Luke.”
“Please, Luke.” Over and over she says his name as she orgasms and prays he does too.
After what seemed like forever, he stops pounding into her and comes deep inside. Olivia gasps and has no choice but to take it, not wanting to be thrown off the banister.
Spreading her legs, Luke admires her gaped asshole with his white seed leaking out. He’s shocked when she used her good foot to turn and leap into his hold.
“I n-need a hospital. Please, Luke.”
Even if he was blind Luke could hear and see how desperate her tone was. The way she said his name had him thinking she would do anything to orgasm as hard as she did tonight.
“I’ll take you, but just remember that I will be back and you better not breathe a fucking word about me or tonight.”
Olivia nods, wondering when she would see Luke again.