A/N: I fantasized about this when I was home alone and really horny
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Men are pigs.
Last month at our annual christmas party I got drunk and told everyone I haven't had sex in over a year. After that this pig, Greg, has been making comments. He even asked me out and said "I promise I'll make that year long wait worth it." The fact that he thinks i'm so desperate for sex that I would put out on the first date is insulting.
After, I turned him down he's been making comments like "Shes just a bitch that needs to be fucked good." Guess what Greg you will not be the one fucking me good thats for sure. Theres been rumors around the office that he has a shrimp dick anyways after him & Kim hooked up.
Today has been especially awful because Greg's comments have just gotten worse & more frequent. His latest comment, "That pencil skirt is perfect for quickies bent over my desk." I finished up early so I start towards the elevator, walking past Greg & some other guys in the break room. I can feel them all eyeing me as I walk by then I hear Greg whisper something and follow behind me. I press the elevator button and Greg appears next to me as the elevator doors open. We both walk inside while I pretend he doesn't exist. I feel him looking me up and down, but I dont acknowledge him.
"What are you wearing underneath that skirt? A black lace thong or granny panties?" I feel his cocky grin oozing from his stupid face. I still don't acknowledge him. Once the elevator doors open to the parking garage Greg smacks my ass and squeezes. I lurch forward at his touch and he shoves me the rest of the way out of the elevator. "Have fun, bitch." I turn around ready to cuss him out but the elevator doors close with his cocky grin behind it.
I let out a huff of frustration & anger, then start towards my car. I had to park on the dark side of the parking garage today because all the good parking spots were taken. Once I get to my car I climb in and let out a sigh of relief that today is finally over. I rest my head on the steering wheel with my eyes closed trying to gather myself. As I lift my head to put the key into the ignition, someone from the backseat grabs my hair & yanks my head into the headrest. The sudden jolt causes me to drop my keys into the floorboard. A knife appears at my throat, I can't see it but I can definitely feel the cold blade against my throat.
"Take off your underwear & climb into the backseat then continue to face forward in front of me." The male voice says in a deep demanding tone. He lets go of his grip on my hair and moves to the middle seat quickly putting the knife at my throat again so I dont run. All my limbs shake as I slowly climb to the back & do as he says. I take this opportunity to get a glimpse of his face but he is wearing a ski mask.
As I face forward in front of him I know whats about to happen. I've fucked in this position multiple times in high school. I hear him unzip his pants & my pussy flutters. I would be lying if I said I haven't fantasized about this before. Being forcefully fucked by a stranger without my consent. Thinking about it is making me so wet. When I told my last Boyfriend about my fantasy he asked me to see a therapist & refused to role play the fantasy with me. My biggest fantasy is coming true. Do I want it to happen? Is this one of those fantasy's that sounds better in your head? The stranger spreads my legs more bringing me back to reality. He's about to fuck me & I'm insanely turned on by it.
He leans forward putting his mouth by my ear, "Greg sends his regards." A laugh erupts from me. A deep guttural hysterical laugh. The stranger grips my hair yanking me back into him & pressing the knife against my throat. I feel his hard dick pressed up against my ass. "Whats so funny, bitch?"