"Haaah... That was amazing."
I said as I rubbed my abdomen, feeling the hot cum that was just released inside me.
I actually already noticed him a long time ago. Since he started staking out my workplace. That look of desperation on his face when he saw me come out made me so horny.
I was already wet when he started following me to the park. But he was still hesitating despite me being the only person there.
So I gave him the final push by heading deeper inside, where surely nobody was present. God, that was one of the best experiences I have ever had.
The way he used my body like I wasn't even a human being, his cock ferociously entering my throat, the desperation of getting me pregnant, and abandoning me after he raped me and poured all his cum inside me. It was perfect. Too perfect.
In fact, I want more.
So it's time for me to make my move. Just as he stalked me, I'm going to do the same. But this time, there's no abandonment. He's going to stay with me forever. Until he dies.
Since we already met once prior to him raping me, I already know exactly who he is. So I picked myself up and without even wearing my panties, I headed straight home.
Upon arrival, I went straight to my room where I kept a large folder filled with his personal information.
He lives alone and is basically estranged from his family. Nobody visits him and he lives in a somewhat remote place. His job allows him to work from home, but he goes out every Sunday to pick up some groceries. He likes his schedules organized so his taking some time off just to rape me made my heart melt a little.
Looking through his files made me feel a bit hot on the inside. I reminisced that he came a lot inside me and I felt some of it leak out while I was walking home. I was desperately holding on to it so I clenched my pussy as tight as I could while I was on the way.
I was hoping to get pregnant from it, but it seems like gravity had other plans. Maybe I should've stuck a dildo inside me so I could prevent the leak.
It's fine. I'll just get more straight from the source. Ugh, just thinking about the things I'm gonna do to him makes me want to cum. But I'll hold off for now.
I lay down on my bed and looked around me. The pictures I downloaded from his social media and printed are plastered across the room, leaving no space that doesn't have his face. The walls, ceiling, and even the back of my door were full of his pictures.
I smile to myself as I close my eyes to fall asleep.
A week has passed since the rape and I still get wet when I think about it. My pussy basically floods and my womb tells me that it wants cum. But not just from other guys, it has to be from him. And that craving might be satisfied in just a little bit.
I wore a mini skirt and a black long-sleeved shirt that I tucked in. I didn't wear a bra or panties, because they're going to be removed in a short while anyway. I also carried a small purse that could fit all the essentials for this operation.
With his whole schedule memorized in my mind, I know that he's not around during this time. It's his grocery time. So exactly a minute after he left, I immediately picked the locks of his back door.
I took out a small pouch from my purse which contained a lockpicking kit and started jamming the picks inside his locks. It didn't take a long while until I was able to open the door.
I've been training for this my whole life and now that I found the guy who's worthy of my stalking, I'm not going to fuck this up.
His place isn't too shabby. In fact, it was well-kept for a sole male inhabitant. Does he hire housemaids to clean his house? It's not in the files that have, and his schedule has remained the same. Hmm, I don't like the idea of him having other women over at his house. But that's fine, I'll make him forget about all of them after what I'm going to do to him.
His living room is pretty much empty. Just a sofa a little off to the side of the main door and a TV set including a console in front of it. No houseplants whatsoever, it's literally the "You live like this?" meme in front of me. I'll be sure to buy lots of furniture after I move in with him.
Then, I head over to her room. The moment I opened the door, I could smell his scent. He doesn't wear any cologne or body spray, but since our bodies were so close when he had his way with me, I got a deep whiff of him.
His smell is addicting, just his normal body odor is enough for me to get absolutely wet. I touched my pussy and put my index finger inside. I slowly looked down as I carefully pulled my finger out of me and saw that it was coated in my juices. There was even a trail from the opening of my vagina to the finger that was just inside it.
"... Hot." I thought to myself. I sucked my finger and then moved on to investigate his room.
It hurt me a little bit to find out that there was no picture of me on his walls. I'm going to have to redecorate this room. His side will be full of pictures of me, and my side pictures of him.
His room is a bit messier than the living room. Unkempt bed, blanket just tossed to the side. He probably came in those blankets too, I'm willing to bet. To the side, shelves that are full of games and books. Some of them are geared towards adults. I'm not too familiar with the titles, I'm just going to have to ask him later on.
Lastly, his PC. It's located just beside the bedroom door. Strategic position if you ask me. Probably a carryover from when he still lived with his parents. But since it's posted in front of the bed, which is located in the center of his room, it's perfect for me.
I heard the main door rattle which signaled his return, so I hid under his bed waiting for him to sit in front of his computer. I could hear him take out what he bought and put it into the kitchen which is a part of his house I didn't take a look at.
After a few minutes, the door opened and I saw his feet enter the room. He pulled the chair in front of his computer desk and sat. I pulled my purse close to me quietly and took out a handkerchief with a small amount of chloroform on it.
