Vulgar Phone Sex – Stalking my Prey – Night Prowler Series part 2

I dreaded going to school that day, but as a senior, I’ll make the best of it. 2 years ago, my first period history teacher Sam Hankey, asked me if my mom was a victim of Richard Ramirez. Shocked by his question, I could only respond with a nod. From that day forward, this fucking prick has treated me like shit. As if he knows I’m the product of rape by a serial killer. Sitting in his class, I couldn’t help but daydream about stalking my prey the night before. I was staring off into space when my goddamn teacher slammed his hand down on my desk.

Startled by his action, I screamed out loud.

The students in my class began laughing hysterically, boiling my tainted blood. Thankfully after his class, I help out in the main office, giving me time to cool off. While filing papers I spotted a file that had Mr. Hankey’s name on it. As I opened it, my eyes fixed on his address, feeling that electrical charge rushing through my body. Fuck me running, I’ve got this son of a bitches life in my hands. I made a copy of his info, before placing it back in the cabinet. For the remainder of the day, all I thought about was destroying this motherfucker’s perfect world. 

That night I waited for my mom to fall asleep before stalking my prey.

When arriving at Mr. Hankey’s home, I saw a few lights on. His house was about 30 feet from the road, with lots of trees surrounding it. Peering through the first window, I spotted him kicked back in a recliner. He was wearing just a pair of white briefs, drinking a beer. While stalking my prey for about an hour, I witnessed him drink 5 beers. In time, he was visibly drunk, slurring his screams at the TV. While stalking my prey, I found his bedroom was window wide open. And the backdoor was unlocked.

Around midnight, this fucker staggered to his room, drunk off his ass.

He literally dove down on the bed, belly first, arms stretched out in front of him. Within minutes the sound of his snores were grumbling out the window. My pussy was pounding as I was stalking my prey. My teacher was still passed out on his stomach. In a stealth-like manner, I restrained his wrists to the headboard. Pulling down his underwear, I then confined his ankles to the metal bars at the foot of the bed. With my strap on and ski mask on, I grabbed Sam’s leather belt off his dresser and proceeded to whip his ass. He woke in a panic, jerking around, realizing he was confined to the bed.

He immediately started yelling, “who the fuck are you? Get out of my house!”

Oh, the fear in his eyes had my pussy dripping. Without saying a word, I stuffed his underwear into his mouth. I situated my body in between his slightly spread legs only to slap my 10” dildo into his ass crack. Starting to thrust my hips back and forth as I groaned in a deep voice, “you’re my bitch now Sam, your ass if MINE!!!” Without any lube I pressed the tip of my dick up against his fuckhole, and rammed it in with no fucking mercy. That first thrust, buried at least 5 inches of the hard plastic cock. Moaning as if I could feel his shitter gripping around my dick. I continued to thrust. Fucking my teachers ass ferociously, while laughing at him. I grabbed his hair, pulling his head back so he had to look at me. Exclaiming in a strange demonic voice, “I’m going to destroy your shithole motherfucker”. After 4 hours of pile driving my cock up Mr. Hankey’s ass, I was wore the fuck out. It’s a full time job, stalking my prey.

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