+--------------------------------------------------------------+ | WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. | | If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you | | are under age, PLEASE CLOSE THIS FILE AND DELETE IT NOW! | +--------------------------------------------------------------+ Storm [MF, force, viol, preg] What Transpired ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ They had a nice dinner and then went to see a movie. Just holding hands turned into light caresses, and those in turn led to some gentle kissing that grew more and more intense. At her whispered suggestion they promptly left the cinema; it wasn't like they were paying attention to the images on the screen anyway. The skies opened up while they were on the road. He pulled into a strip mall carpark, empty due to the lateness of the hour, because of the low visibility. Parked at the far end, their mouths found each other once more while the downpour continued. By the time the rain stopped, the car was stuffy and she was feeling its effects. He proposed they take a short stroll as the cool, fresh air would help her feel better. They found a narrow track hidden in the overgrowth along the carpark's perimeter. She wondered where it led and talked him into exploring it with her. Soon they found ourselves on the other side of that track, by a paved jogging trail which they followed for a little until coming upon a bench. There they sat and began to kiss once more. Her hand began to wander along his thigh, and found the growing bulge lurking beneath, which it started to explore. With that as signal, his own hand began to roam, yet when it found her breast, she swatted it away. This happened not once, not twice, but thrice. Although he responded in kind, she resumed her attentions with ever more insistent touches. When she went so far as pulling down his zipper, he made a deft grab to squeeze her breast. This earned him a slap, and her a firm grasp on the wrist to remove the invading hand. She demanded that he release her and tried to push him off, but he wouldn't hear of it. Finally though, she managed to wrench free and took off down the jogging path. He gave her chase. In the dim glow of a distant streetlamp, he saw her veer off the path onto the uneven grassy lawn; he followed, gaining on her. The opening of the stone arch of a railway bridge appeared from the shadows ahead. She turned to look back, finding him just steps behind her! In that brief moment of distraction: disaster! Stumbling, she went flying and ended up sprawled on the wet ground. Before she knew, he was on top of her. They tussled, but she found him too strong. His hands knotted on her blouse, tearing it open. Its buttons went flying. Next, a firm yank broke the plastic close in the front of her bra. His mouth closed upon the now exposed flesh and clamped down hard on her nipple. She screamed, but because of the location, there was nobody around to hear. With one hand pinning her wrists, his other wandered up her thigh and under her now wet and muddy skirt. To his surprise, he found that she wasn't wearing anything underneath! With him taken off guard by this, she managed to roll him off her and scramble away. He caught her just as she wound up underneath the arch, and hauled her to her feet. Before she knew it, she found yourself pinned to the rough surface of the arch while he fumbled to release his pants. The rumble from an oncoming train began to fill the night as she realized what was about to happen. Without warning, his hard shaft invaded her cunt with one fierce thrust. He pounded into her ferociously as the noise from the train grew louder, and she tearfully pleaded with him to stop. As the din reached its climax, he did too, and filled her unprotected, fertile womb with his seed. Sated, he withdrew while she slowly sank to the muddy ground sobbing. Overhead, the loud rumbling noise of the train began to recede. His cock hardened once more at this confluence. He grabbed her by the wrists and flung her facedown into the mud. Getting on his knees behind her, he pressed his shaft, still slick from before, against her ass and shoved it in. He fucked her ass hard until he felt his climax nearing, then buried himself savagely in her cunt once more for the release. When he was done, he composed himself and returned the way he came, leaving her where she lay: wet, dirty from the mud, and with her clothing in tatters. What is Yet to Come ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He will hear a car pull into the driveway. She shall emerge from it, muddy, disheveled, and with cum oozing down her inner thigh. He will meet her at the door, take her inside, and lead her to the master bath for a hot shower. Later, they will lay naked on the bed. He shall tend to her scratches and cuts, as she thanks him for the night's events and fulfilling her greatest fantasy. He will consider himself fortunate indeed, because in fulfilling her fantasy, one of his wishes had come true...