Disclaimer: This is pure fantasy and does not reflect real life, in which this would be a heinous thing to do to someone and a crime. Enjoy and read this within the realm of fantasy in which it resides.
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It was a dark and stormy night. Naomi sat alone on her comforter, nursing a cup of tea as the raindrops pattered against the windowsill. It had been a long and arduous day at work. It wasn't easy working in design, but it for sure was fulfilling. The lamp beside her illuminated her gorgeous features. Her skin a deep caramel color, eyes honey brown and full sexy lips that seemed etched into a permanent pout.
Suddenly lightning struck and her body jumped back a bit in surprise. Her pressed hair falling in long dark tresses against her shoulders. That was not the only thing that took her by surprise. The sudden light had shown a dark silhouette against the window. She chided herself, assuming that she must be seeing things. She took another sip of tea and returned to her paperback.
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I first saw her in the electronics store. Her long shapely legs glided past me. How beautiful she was, with her shapely yet naturally curvy figure. She was tall for a woman, seemed about 5'8. I desired her like mad from the moment she opened her beautiful lips to speak to the cashier. That velvety sing-song voice was what did it most of all.
God that voice, I needed to hear that voice again, but before I knew it, she was gone. My cock was obnoxiously hard, her hair was so fucking sexy. I imagined running my fingers through those sexy afro curls, it looked so fucking soft.
I watched her for weeks.
I watched her buy her groceries, I watched as she dealt with her asshole boyfriend. He beat on her, threatened her. She was too scared to leave. I knew he'd be trouble, so of course I'd take care of him. I imagined how good it would feel to crush his windpipe beneath my hands. To see her look of gratitude, to be her hero.
Of course, I knew this would never happen. No, because I am not the good guy. Nor do I want to be. All I want is to slide my hard cock inside of her dripping wet pussy and make her scream. I need to possess her, to make her my slut who would in time plead for my cock.
So, I waited, I waited, and waited. Until eventually I found the opening.