Don't Ride With Strangers. ;)

Don't Ride With Strangers. ;)

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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The title says it all. Enjoy. ;)

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The title says it all. Enjoy. ;)

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Submitted: January 28, 2013

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Submitted: January 28, 2013

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Emily walked to the parking lot. She had just spent all afternoon at a wedding, and she was DRUNK. Sooo drunk. She had never been drunk
before, but she knew she wasn't supposed to be driving. She was wearing a short, blue strapless dress. She suddenly thought she might
barf, so she leaned over into some bushes. She didn't notice, but she basically just showed her pink thong to the world. Or, whatever part
of the world was watching her in the dark parking lot. Which just so happened to be a very sober, very turned-on man we will call Shadow.
"Need a ride, hon?" Emily jumped a little as Shadow put a hand on her back.


"Oh god, you scared me!" Emily giggled. "And yes I do. Pleeeze. Annnd Thank you." She drunkenly saluted the man. He suddenly picked her up and held her in both hands, like a baby. "Damn, you're strong!" gasped Emily. "What a gentleman," she said sweetly. She nuzzled her face into his arm and closed her eyes. "That was easy," Shadow said. He put her in the passenger seat of his car and drove her to his house. She stayed asleep the whole time, and only slobbered a little on his seat. When they got to his house, he put a blindfold on her and carried her to his basement. And by basement, I mean room of sex. That's right, there's gonna be sex in that room. So pull your dick out.


He tossed her somewhat harshly onto a sort of hospital bed. First, he walked over to his stereo and turned on Jack White's solo album. "Much
better," he smiled, as he heard the first notes of "Missing Pieces." "Jack White rocks so hard," he said to himself. He strapped down
Emily's arms to the arms of the chair, and he spread her legs wide, which pushed her skirt up to almost above her knees.


Emily woke up slightly. "I'm cold," she grumbled and curled up her legs.
"No," said Shadow, firmly fixing her leg position. Suddenly Emily felt a warm, full feeling inside of her and gasped- Shadow had stuck his
finger inside of her vagina.

"What the-" she muttered. He slowly thrusted in and out, and she started to rock her hips to the rhythm. He no longer had to push her
legs apart, she willingly opened up wider and wider. She heard a dog bark, which startled her, and suddenly Shadow removed his expert
finger. Emily felt a warm, wet sensation down there. "Uhhhh..." she groaned. It felt so good, and she wanted more, faster! The licking
moved up her body to her belly button. It was ticklish, but in a way that affected her whole body. She heard a ripping noise and gasped. He
had ripped off her dress! "You're gonna hafta pay for that..." she grumbled, but she didn't really care. He was so hungry for her body,
and it felt amazing. He began to grope her breasts. Slowly at first, and then viciously. "OHhhh!" She began to moan with pleasure.


"Do you like that, bitch? Guess how much I like it?" He grabbed her hand, and she felt the hard bulge in his pants. Suddenly he was off of
her, and she felt cold again. She heard a zipper, and his knees were by her hips. He untied her arms expertly and tied them immediately
behind her back. Her face was near his crotch, but she still had her blindfold on and had no way of knowing. "God, you look sexy right
now," Shadow groaned. She smiled innocently, and he felt his dick tense. He groaned a little under his breath. He pushed down her jaw,
then shoved his dick inside. She looked a little shocked at first, but she didn't choke and she didn't bite. "Suck it, bitch," Shadow
growled. She began to suck. Tentatively at first, and then with vigor. Shadow closed his eyes and grabbed her hair. He started pushing her
head back and forth, he wanted to fuck her mouth so hard. She still didn't choke, and she seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as he
was. "You little whore," he said with a tone of admiration. Damn, her mouth felt good on him... so warm and wet... Suddenly, he felt like he
could lose it. He held it in, but slowed the thrusting of her sucking mouth.


"How much do you want it baby?" Shadow asked in a low growl.


"Want what?" She asked, confused. After a minute, she was tied back to the chair. Shadow felt her vagina, and it was so warm and wet- all for
him. He couldn't wait any longer. Suddenly Emily felt a quick, painful, burning sensation down there. She cried out, and Shadow
shushed her. The pain turned into intense pleasure. There was no longer a finger inside of her, but something larger... Shadow's dick. He pulled her hair as he thrusted, in and out, slowly at first but increasing in speed. She felt herself losing all control of her body. She gasped, and she felt a perfect warmth spreading over her entire body. As she peaked, she felt something warm and wet splash over her face and breasts. Shadow stuck his dick back in her mouth. "Lick it clean, bitch," he growled. She did willingly. The liquid tasted like... the way sex makes you feel. Like shame, but a shame you can't resist going back to for more. Shadow then placed a blanket over Emily, and said,"Sleep tight." He forced a drink down her throat, and she was out.
...
The next day, Emily woke up in the backseat of her car. She was wearing sweatpants and a large, white t shirt, and no underwear at all. She groggily sat up and stretched, noticing she was parked outside of her own house. She looked around, confused. Was it a dream? But it couldn't be- how did she get home, and where did the clothes come from? A piece of yellow legal paper caught her eye on the driver's seat. In neat writing, it said,
"Don't try to find me. And don't accept rides with strange men in the future."


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