Shiver - Sex Stories

Shiver

This is my first story so let me know what you all think!! My writing isn’t great but I do hope you all enjoy ;) leave comments ………………........ I walk down the footpath. The light on my phone was dim, showing me it just turned 2am as I walked home from the pub. I lived in a different direction to my friends, so each week, I would walk alone for half an hour, taking the same route at the same time. I shivered as the cold air brushed across my soft pale skin; it was summer so I was only wearing a short white dress, which was illuminated by the streetlights. My fiery ginger hair travelled down my back, forming a soft layer to fight against the breeze while I wrapped my arms around my waist, trying to make myself warmer. I hated this walk, very few houses, no one every walking at this time, the vulnerability got to me each time. I didn’t hear your footsteps behind me, your slow soft breath picking up as you got more excited by the thought of what you were going to do. I turned down the path I hated most, into the woods and darkness. You followed me and picked up your pace so that you were right behind me. I heard you so slowly looked behind me and threw my full eyelashes. In that second I got a good look at you. Dark well kept hair, piercing green eyes, much taller than my small 5 foot 6, you being at least 6. You were only in a check shirt and jeans. You looked older than I, in your late twenties and me only being 19. You pounced. You pushed me into the ground headfirst. My ...

... hands reached out, breaking my fall, I grunted on impacted and hissed as I grazed my palms on the hard soil underneath me. I tried to get up but your foot was on my back keeping me on the cold dirty path, ruining my dress. Your hands tied mine together with rope, which you had. You picked me up, lifting me as if I was nothing and made me stand in front of you. “Please sir, what do you want?” I begged softly, “why?” I watched as you tied my hands to the branch above me, but too high as I was on my tiptoes. “So beautiful” you whispered as your hand caressed my cheek and wiped the tears from it “and all mine.” Your hands ripped my dress from my body leaving me only in white lace bra and matching panties. “Looking so innocent aren’t you cutie.” I flinched as he slapped my arse. “Please, let me go” I cried slightly louder than before as you slipped a finger inside my tight pussy. “God, no.” I watched your eyes close in anger. You tore my knickers from me and placed them inside my mouth. “That’s better, you little slut. Look at the juices on my fingers, your pussy is wet even though you are being raped, such a whore.” He bit into my breast hard, and then sucked enough to leave a mark after, maybe even draw blood. My tears came harder as my body gave into his attack, my nipples hardening as he nibbled on them. Your nails dug into my hips bone making me buck hard, moving towards him. “That’s it pet, come to me.” My eyes glistened looking into his eyes, “submit to me.” I shook my head, ...