The 24
th
of April is here again...if I had been more organised I would have had five new stories submitted for my fifth anniversary as a writer on Literotica.com!
Well, the dates might be off but at least you get the stories still. Enjoy!
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A requested short story. For Miss Jenny β who really likes it rough ;)
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Haley walked through the bush, scanning the ground for fallen branches of all shapes and sizes. She and her boyfriend Phil were out camping, and for the first time they had decided to come to Seaside. Seaside was a stretch of coastline that had literally everything β a long beach, obviously, with tall sand dunes and grassy hills ringing the oceanfront, a stretch of cafes and hotels further along the coast, and further inland a deep forest with camping facilities.
Haley had been excited about coming camping for a while now. She and Phil were about to celebrate their first anniversary, and although it wasn't a massive milestone he had agreed to taking her on a holiday. They had begged, borrowed and (in the case of her father's small gas cooker) stolen everything they needed, and set up their tent in a small clearing on the edge of the camping grounds. Children ran past them down to the beach while parents lagged behind, but Haley was more keen for a relaxing evening in front of a campfire.
Ahhh, the romance
, she mused. Nothing would be more perfect than a quiet, calm dinner with her partner, followed by a passionate night of gentle lovemaking. Phil was a bit of a softie, and while initially it had surprised her Haley had come to appreciate the time he took to satisfy her in bed, even if he always wanted to go slow.
So here she was, out in the forest, looking for firewood to fuel their romantic campfire. It was well and truly getting dark now and she had collected a lot already, making several trips back to the tent. She was feeling a little tired, so she stopped next to a particularly large tree to rest for a while.
Haley couldn't remember when she first noticed it, but the forest had suddenly gone quiet. No birds, no wind, no leaves rustling or anything. Curious, she moved to look around and was tackled from behind, pinned to the tree as a hand shot across her mouth.
"Scream and you'll have trouble," a hard voice grunted. Haley nodded frantically and felt hands sliding up her front, grasping her breast roughly. She turned her head to look at her attacker.
The man was older, with long black hair and rough features, such as a crooked nose and stubble covering his chin. He wore all black, a jumper and jeans, and his hands were worn and callused from a lifetime of working with them. He looked her up and down with cold, dead eyes and gave her a nasty grin.
"My my, what have we here?" he growled, giving Haley's breast a squeeze. Haley shook her head desperately but the man didn't react, pushing her face first against the tree. His hand gripped her breast while the other reached down and took the back of her pants, tugging on them insistently.
"The belt," he grumbled. "Lose it." Haley complied, her shaking hands pulling the belt off and handing it to him. The man took Haley's hands and bound them in front of her with the belt, lifting her arms up to press against the tree.