Stalker?! My Pokémon GO Misadventure – CNC Fantasy Phonesex – Part 2
The only response I received came in the form of a hand. The stalker had returned to the room, and in response to my shouting he had raised a meaty palm and slapped me across the face. I gasped, not only from the stinging pain that spread across my cheek, but also from the embarrassed blush that worked its way all over my face. As I laid there, naked and ashamed and frightened, my bottom lip trembled as I stared up at my stalker.
I had never seen him before in my life.
His orange hair was kept short, a few curls tousled atop his head. His eyes were as dark as a shadow on a moonless night, and his freckled body was naturally bronzed from days in the sun. He was so tall that he had to duck his head to miss hitting the unused lightbulb overhead. Had we met under different circumstances, I would have been blown away by his good looks.
My stalker leaned over the bed, bracing himself against the headboard as he stared down into my eyes. His hand slowly returned to my face, only this time he caressed my sore cheek. All the coldness in his eyes seemed to melt away.
“You shouldn’t have made me do that,” he grumbled. He sounded genuinely concerned for my well being as he studied what I knew was probably a fresh bruise on my face. “Please don’t scream, okay? I’m going to take really good care of you, but in order for me to do that, I need you to not scream.”
I was terrified by this man.
Moreover, how can he switch from violent to gentle just like that?
He took my silence as agreement and climbed on top of me. His knees easily parted my legs, and he braced himself on his forearms and knees as he brought his face to mine. I cringed and turned my head, facing away from him, but he was not deterred. My stalker trailed kisses down the side of my face, pausing by my soft lips. I had been unintentionally mewling at his affectionate attention, so I held my breath and waited for more.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment,” he muttered into my skin. “I’ve been watching you for so long, waiting for the right time to take you–to make you mine.”
I couldn’t help myself. “Y-You have?” I whispered.
“Of course, baby.”
His words were sweet, his tone soothing. “I’ve seen you get fucked by so many guys, and I just want to have you all to myself.”
His cock grew against my hot, wet pussy–holy hell, was I seriously turned on by the guy who stalked and kidnapped me? I couldn’t help but moan softly as his cock slid up and down my slit, the thick head teasing my little clit.
“God, you’re so wet,” he grunted. His hands took hold of my legs and then pinned them down onto the mattress, trapping me beneath him. I glanced between us, and then my eyes nearly bulged out of my head. My stalker was packing a twelve-inch monster!
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