Predator and Prey - Sex Stories

Predator and Prey

... quick, deep bond with him. Lots of girls in this town could offer him a wild night in the sack. Very few could (or would) put on a show like I did for him that night. I like wrestling anyway so this seems like a perfect opportunity for me. The Troll is prey, too. Not for sex or a relationship – I'd already heard from lots of girls that he wasn't even a good lay. The best lines were “Under-endowed and Under-performing” and “God wasn't kind to that man when he was handing out dicks.” I wouldn't sleep with a repulsive troll like him anyway, but I sure wouldn't put up with bad sex even if he wasn't repulsive. I don't even want to try and work him for an acting role. My man is right – this town is a sewer and the movie and TV business is worse. I'll make my fortune by other means. I will also make the Troll's life hell by the time I'm through. Tonight just set the hook. I want him to suffer for a long time. Rianna made the list tonight. I was just using her to set up her husband when the night started. I was even being careful not to hurt her much. Then she got cruel with the excessive breast and crotch attacks. It worked to my advantage in setting up her husband and arousing my date, but it HURT dammit and she has to pay. She's now definitely prey, although I have a plan to make her both prey for me and an ally in crushing the Troll. My man is a Venture Capitalist. I didn't really know what that was when I first saw him at a party. I just knew that he looked hot and clearly ...

... dominated the room. In my business classes I remembered hearing the term and knew it had something to do with finance, but couldn't remember exactly what. The women had an obvious reason to want his attention, but I was puzzled by all the men angling for a chance to talk to him. I asked someone and their answer was “He's a venture capitalist. He has his fingers into lots of projects. Everybody wants to get him to fund their projects.” I still didn't know what a Venture Capitalist was, but I wasn't going to look stupid and ask. It was pretty clear he had (or controlled) a lot of money. I knew I could find all the information I needed later. Success requires research and knowledge gathering. I ALWAYS do my homework. I caught his eye and then walked across the room to where he was standing. I joined in the conversation and eventually managed to get a side dialogue going with him. Things were going so well that a couple of the girls actually gave up and moved on. When I'm dressed for a party and turning on the charm most women know they're outclassed. As the evening wore on I knew I had a potential path to my goals. It even seemed like it might be a very pleasant path to walk. I knew I needed to do some quick research to find out just what a Venture Capitalist does. I also needed a lot of background on his likes and dislikes, dating history, etc. Success takes hard work in any field. I don't plan on sleeping my way to the top, but I like sex and there is no reason to waste it on ...