Lately Iâve been thinking a lot about being your creepy neighbor. I want to take pictures of you in your room when you think no oneâs looking. I want to catch you masturbating to rough cnc porn.
I hang out in my garage and next time I see you walking home and no one else is around, I call you over. Youâre hesitant because you can tell by the way I look at you that Iâm thinking of all the things I would do to your body.
I tell you that you better come over if you donât want these pictures of you getting out. You donât know what Iâm talking about yet but your curiosity and a little bit of panic brings you over. I close the garage door behind you and pull pictures I took of you out of an envelope.
I tell you that I know you like it rough, and everyone else can too. You try to take them from me but youâre not fast enough and I tell you I have more copies youâll never find. You ask me what I want and what itâll take for me to keep them hidden.
I tell you I want to see the thing Iâve been jacking off to but close up. I sit down in a chair and relax. I tell you to take your shirt off. You look at me in disbelief for a moment before realizing Iâm serious, and reluctantly take your shift off.
I unzip my pants and pull my cock out. I start jacking off and just stare at you shirtless for a bit. I tell you to come closer. You already know you have to. You do what I say. Then I tell you to pull your pants and underwear down, turn around, and bend over. As you do, I grab your ass cheeks. This makes you flinch but I tell you to stay still. I spread your ass open and look at you, admiring it. I stick a finger in you, I hear you whimper and laugh.
I finger you roughly and it hurts but you know you canât protest. Once youâre dripping wet I pull out. You turn around and see how hard my cock is. Itâs all your fault. I tell you to go lie on the couch. Reluctantly you do. I stand over you and push your legs open. Youâre tempting to squirm, to push me off, but you know what Iâll do in retaliation. So you let yourself go limp and lie there. I stick my cock in you slowly, which still stretches you out and hurts so bad you canât help but cry even when youâre not resisting.
I get so turned on by your tears as I start thrusting. I gradually get rougher and rougher. You beg me to slow down but I just tease you and tell you I know you like it rough. You cry in denial and I just keep going.
When I get close you beg me to not cum inside. You try to bargain and say I can cum on your chest or on your mouth. I just ignore you and keep pumping until I cum in you. I let out a loud moan as you sob even harder.
I pull out and start getting dressed again as you lay there crying, your hole so sore. I tell you that youâll get used to it the more we do it. Youâre confused before I tell you Iâm not getting rid of those pictures. And as long as I have them I know youâll keep doing exactly as I say.