I think I was raped today II
By: Angel
Tags: Rape, Rape Culture

Damn, what a mess.

Why do I do this? How do I constantly manage to get caught up in situations like this?

You’re a cunt, that’s how.

Harsh words, true? Maybe. But what just happened?

Hang on, let’s recap.

It was a rainy night. I love the rain, always have, always will but I hate being alone. Being alone sucks.

Being alone? Fucking liar! you mean being without her, right?

Maybe? I don’t know.

She’s so cute, she’s always so cute, always so irresistible. Damn, I’m getting hard again.

Like I was saying, it’s a rainy night, and I’m lonely. I want to hear her voice, and see her again but how?

What to do? What to do?

Right! I’ve got her glasses. That’s a good enough reason, right? Right!

I put them in a box. That should do. Picking up my phone, I know her number by heart so I just punch the keys in. My heart’s pounding, my dick’s throbbing; I give myself a mental slap.

Get a hold of yourself, you horny bastard.

She picks. Her voice on the other end is so soft, gosh…

I ask if she wants to hang, she’s hesitant,

Fuck! I shouldn’t have called.

Nah don’t give up.

I tell her I’ve got something important for her.

Okay good, she’s interested now. Great.

She says she’s gonna come over.

It’s late, surely she knows what’s up, right? She must feel the same way. Right?

We’re friends… maybe. I think we are, I hope we are. I’ve met her a handful of times and believe me, she’s the sweetest thing. Those lips, damn, I just want to kiss her.

Getting hard again… Fuck!

No I can’t wait, I’mma run to hers. That’s okay right? I’ve been to her place a couple of times, nothing weird in that.

But it’s wet…Fuck it, let’s go.

So like a lost puppy, I’m running in the rain. She lives just a few blocks away so I should get there in no time but this downpour is crazy. I can feel myself catching a chill already.

I’m here. Finally

Clutching the box in my other hand, I walk up to her door and knock. At that moment, I catch a mental image of myself standing at her doorstep, soaking wet and shivering like a leaf and I never felt so stupid.

I shouldn’t have come. What’s taking so long anyways? Open up, I just need…

The door swings open, there she is… wow!

Damn she’s sexy, I love that dress. Fuck, I can feel the blood flowing down there.

She ushers me in,

Nice, I get a towel too?

It’s just a towel dumbass.

She catches me staring and I look away swiftly.

Wow, this girl is driving me nuts, ugh.

I’m looking around trying to focus on anything but her at the moment and she asks, “What was so important that couldn’t wait?”

What can I say? because I want you?

Yeah go ahead. Say that, Dumbledee.

Smapping out of my reverie, I hand her the box. She opens it to find her sunglasses, and that smile has me tripping.

Damn, damn, I’m getting there again.

I try to hide my situation. She’s looking at the glasses, probably wondering where she left them. It was at the picnic, I’d somehow ended up with them in my pocket when I got home, after bumping into her.

What a coincidence huh?

Okay okay I knew she’d be there.

But she doesn’t need to know that now, does she?

She thanks me, oh she’s so cute. Always so nice and polite. Honestly I don’t think she could hurt a fly. Probably give it a tap on the head and let it fly away.

She walks off into the kitchen and is getting busy and now I have a full view of her in her element. There’s just something about a woman in a kitchen.

Damn, I’m hard again. Well she hasn’t sent me out yet so… I think I’ll just…

No! Sit your dumbass down. Don’t do nothing stupid.

But you want this. Ugh!

But does she?

She hasn’t sent you out, right? She probably does. And it’s cold and wet, cuddles maybe?

Okay okay.

I get up and move behind her. She takes note and turns around, looks me straight in the face and my heart stops. I swear it does. I’ve never seen someone so beautiful. Wow.

I can’t help it, I’m leaning in. But she looks confused,

umm… what’s the game plan?

Okay! I decide to go past her lips and whisper in her ears. Yeah, that’s a better start. I let her know what she’s doing to me, how irresistible she is. I can’t fight it, damn!

She pushes me away. Ouch. But was that a smile? A blush? No chance, she’s just fucking with me. Right? She wants this.

Three second rule, don’t think, just kiss her.

So I back her into a corner and I do.

Mama ain’t raise no pussy.

I go past her lips again, why do I keep doing that? Neck it is, that’s a turn on for sure. Just the thought of it alone…

She lets out a low moan,

You like this huh? Don’t you? Don’t you??

“What are you doing? Stop!” Her shrill voice snaps me out of my reverie.

She pulls away. Ah! WTAF!

I pull her in and whisper to her, “Let’s stop pretending. I know you want this”

please, I want this too

My mind’s racing even faster. Don’t know exactly what’s happening, but we’re all over the place, and next thing I’m in her.

Gosh, this is heaven.

I’m slow thrusting, and I can feel her eyes boring into my soul. Yes, yes, this is it, we’re united. Gosh I want this, she’s so wet, so I know she wants it too.