The following "story" is flash fiction and focuses on a sex scene in progress. It is written in short prose. Enjoy! -Jenni
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Your inner darkness is darker than the blackest night. I can sense it, even though it's a beautiful day filled with light and beauty. I can't feel my way through you the way I can with boys my age. You weave your magic in me, a dark knight in disguise. You hold me down with just your eyes. I can't move, knowing that you are about to attack.
I don't stand a chance and so I freeze like a stricken animal. I know that my time is almost up. You're closing in and yet I can't run. I don't want to run. I want you to grab me, throwing me down and pulling my clothes from my body like meat from a carcass. I don't know why I can't move. I can't stop you and I don't want to. I want to feel your body colliding with mine, pushing through my center with your fierce strength.
I start to struggle, but it's all for show because I know you know. You know me so well that words aren't necessary to explain my compliance. You know I will comply, because I always do. I'm always ready, not knowing if this time is going to leave me broken to pieces. I never knew that I was this kind of girl. I never knew that this was what I needed, but now I have the craving for you, the taste of your cock on my lips and I know I can't live without you. I need your brutality. I need your pain.
You pry my legs open, satisfied by the way I struggle against your arms until I am too tired to fight. I need to know that you are going to give me all of you, and you don't hesitate to pull your enormous cock out and shove it into my delicate, little pussy with a horrible thrust. You hit the depths of me and I wince as the pain spreads through my abdomen.
"Ow!" I scream, but I don't mean it in a bad way. I love the way you fuck me hard, hitting the places of pain that you bruised the last time you took me. It's hard to remember where we are, and I realize we are still outside and I wonder if anyone can hear the way I'm screaming. I sound like something horrible is happening to me, and I guess that it is. It's absolutely horrible the way you're fucking the shit out of me, using me the way you always want to. You are fucking me harder now, faster than I can stand. I don't know what to do, but it's okay. I just have to hold on and let your cock have it's way with me.
The sound of your skin slapping against mine in a steady rhythm is the only noise I can hear. I realize that I have been holding my breath as the next orgasm builds. I begin my ascent, my future moving with the kind of expertise that it takes to manage most of my life. I need you more than I've ever needed you, feeling vulnerable and opened up to my core. I don't know how to tell you that I love you. I can't do it now, not with the way you are brutalizing my pussy, pounding my flesh until I'm crying out for mercy,
