I'm a predator. I always have been. I know it's wrong. I know I'm sick. I just don't care. I have tried the consent route and it was ok, but it just didn't get me as excited as feeling a girl struggle beneath me to escape. Nothing awakens my sensuality more than when a woman fights back. The feel of her muscles as they coil and tighten, the sound of their short sharp breathing as pleas to stop drift from their mouth, the taste of sweat that breaks out over their skin, and my favorite part, the look of fear and hate that fill their eyes.
That is why I am sitting here in a coffee shop watching Laura. Laura is a short cute little thing that has curves in all the right places. She has soft shoulder-length blonde hair, bright blue eyes, nicely tanned skin, and a smile sweeter than apple pie. That combination gives her the look of a classic American sweetheart. An American sweetheart which I, want to bend over the bed and slam my cock into repeatedly as she cries and begs me to stop: my cock twitches every time I imagine it.
The problem with Laura is, she has no set schedule, no routine to speak of, and a roommate who always seems to be home. All those facts make it incredibly hard to catch her alone and off guard, but I will. My eyes follow her graceful movements as she jaunts around the café, refilling coffee, and serving stale pastries. She doesn't realize that for the last two weeks I have studied Laura like a scientist would study a new virus strain. I know what she prefers to eat, how she likes her coffee, which she will only wear tight jeans and a low v cut tee-shirt when the cook Sam works. I can even tell you what songs she will choose from the jukebox based on her facial expressions. So why can't I figure out how to get her alone long enough to ravage her?
I have never been so sexually frustrated in all my life. My business trip ends in three days, so if I don't take her soon, I will miss my opportunity. I know she will take the trash out in 15 minutes; maybe I can sneak back to the ally and hide until she comes out. It may be my only chance so I slowly leave my table and pass back through the front door.
I'm perched behind the dumpster waiting, Laura should be out any second. I made sure to arrange the dumpster to face the street so that when I do jump her we will be hidden from view. I can feel my cock hardening as the seconds' pass. My breathing is coming in quick shallow pants. My fingers are itching to scrape her soft tan skin. Then I hear the back door unlock and Laura's laughter fills the air. I hear her footsteps as she walks closer. Laura, I just need you to dispose of the bags and turn your back on me so I can pounce. I hear the creaking of metal as she raises the lid of the dumpsters and the echoed thump as they slam shut. Now, I need to jump!
A deep male voice stops me in my tracks, "Your parent's cabin you say?"
"Yea, it's not much, but it is cozy. Big shower, new jacuzzi tube, big bed...." Laura lets the sentence stop short so that this man's imagination can take over for a moment. "Besides Sam, you wouldn't want me to stay up at the lake all by myself would you?" Laura said as she teased the cook.
"You are right; I would never let a lady stay alone in the wilderness. I don't get off till eight tonight so you will have a few hours by yourself. Will you be alright by yourself for five hours?" Sam teased back.
"Oh, I will find something to fill my time." Laura giggles as she kisses Sam. "Ok remember it is the 3 house on the left on Cumberland Drive. The spare key is under the red frog in the flower bed on the right side of the stairs, and the alarm code is 1285. I'll be waiting in bed." The sound of kissing and giggles fill the alley once more before the back door opens and shut leaving silence in its wake.
A smile spreads across my face as I stand up from my secret location. Bingo. Thank you Laura for telling me exactly where I need to go and what I need to get in. As I walk down the alleyway, I start to form a plan in my head. I want as much time with Laura as I can manage, so I decide that to acquire and extra hour or two, I will need to let the air out of Sam's tires. Once that task is accomplished I will drive up to Cumberland Drive and scout the layout. I will need a place to park my car that will be close and still hidden from sight. Then I will do a practice run to see how long it takes to get out of the cabin, to my car, and back to the highway. I feel like a child on Christmas Eve, tonight is going to be fun.
Everything is in place; my car is parked in a driveway behind some tall bushes two hundred yards away. The cabin was for rent so I know it is currently unoccupied. I also took the sign out of the yard so that no one would drive up to check the place out and see my car. I had handcuffs attached to the foot of the bed, out of her sight but still in a place where I could access them quickly. I had placed a gag under a pillow and lube in the drawer next to the bed in case I decide to take her ass tonight as well.
Its 4 PM, she got off an hour ago so she should be arriving any minute now. I pace the floor in the living room watching for her car to pull up through the front window. Then I hear the crunch of gravel and I stop to listen. I feel my cock start to throb as I hear the car door slam and I take off to my designated hiding spot in the library. I get the library door closed just as the front door opens. I can hear Laura's sweet voice singing a popular country song as she punches in the alarm code. It is only a matter of time now.
She rumbles around in the kitchen putting up groceries. I can feel myself getting agitated at her for taking so long. I want to sneak from the library, grab her in the kitchen, and fuck her on the floor. "Breath, just breath, you have waited this long to slam your cock down her cunt, you can wait a few more minutes. She just needs to walk into her room." I remind myself. So I take deep breaths as I listen and wait for the perfect opportunity to attack.
I hear her voice as she comes down the hallway. "I can't wait for tonight Amber, Sam and I are finally going to have sex."
Amber? She must be on the phone with a friend. The last thing I need to do is jump out and grab her while she is on the phone.
"Yea he doesn't get off till 8 pm so I have enough time to cook dinner and get ready. Speaking of, I'm going to let you go, so I can go shower, love you girl." Laura said her goodbyes and stepped into her bedroom.
Finally, I am so close. I will wait until I hear the shower running and then sneak into her room. I opened the library door and crept down the hallway and waited outside her bedroom door. I rubbed my hand over my rock hard dick; I was so excited that that simple movement was almost painful. The shower came on and I heard the shower door open and close. "It's game time," I thought as I twisted the doorknob and let the door slowly swing open before stepping in the room. The scent of apple drifted out of the bathroom and I found that it intoxicated me. Steam was beginning to seep out of the bathroom and fill the air around me. I walked closer to the sound of running water until I was standing in the doorway between the bedroom and bathroom.
Through the glass shower door, I could see that she had her back to me and she was bent over shaving leaving her ass up in the air. What a glorious ass it was. The kind that would giggle a little as your pelvis slammed into it. More than anything, I wanted to slap that ass leaving my angry red handprints all over it. Another deep breath, I will let her finish her shower, I like smooth legs and pussy just like any other man. Then as I was backing out of the doorway, I saw that she had placed a robe and PJs on the counter. No, that wouldn't do. I wanted her completely naked for me, so I scooped them up on my exit. I deposited her robe on the edge of the bed and my clothing on the floor of the closet. It would be much easier to penetrate her if neither of us was fighting over clothing.
As I heard the shower shut off I stepped into the closet and slid the doors close. I closed my eyes, smiled, and waited as I heard Laura's sweet voice float out of the bathroom, "That's funny; I swore I brought my robe in here." I could barely hear her soft footsteps as they left the bathroom as headed towards my direction. "Huh, maybe I did leave my robe on the bed after all," Laura said as I opened my eyes. She was standing in front of the closet with her back to me. It's now or never, I thought as I put my hands on the door handles flinging it open.
The squeak of the doors alerted her that she wasn't alone. She whirled around to face her intruder but it was too late because I was already on her. My hand clamped down over her mouth to muffle her screams, and my other arm wrapped around her body lifting her from the ground as I charged forward. Within a second we were both falling onto the bed, her on her back, me landing on top of her. It was when her back hit the sheets that she realized that she should probably start fighting.
She started thrusting her arms and legs in every desperate attempt to throw me from her body. So that you know I'm not an easy guy to take down even when I'm fighting a man, a woman? Well, let's just say they don't stand a chance. I am 6'4 and built like a Greek god. I work out five times a week so I am solid muscle. As hard as she tried to fight me off, the only thing she accomplished was getting me snuggly tucked between her legs. When she felt my cock press into her thigh she went completely still, giving me the perfect opportunity to pin her hands above her head.
She looked at me for the first time since the attack began and her eyes grew large with recognition. I smiled down at her, "Hello again, Laura."
