I have some dark fantasies for a suburban slut wife. I mean most of my days are spent fucking around on my husband and spending his money. The Internet gets darker every day. I was looking at some porn last week and came across a dark desires website. It was more in the fashion of erotic confessions. Bored housewives revealing their dark desires to random strangers. I thought, what would be the harm in this? I shared my rape fantasy. I have always dreamt of a tall dark handsome stranger with a horse cock breaking into the house and taking me in the ass. Maybe even tying me up first for some bondage games. Anyway, I shared my confession, listened to some others, then went to get fucked. A week later, my exact fantasy came true. I was in the kitchen when the dog started barking this morning. I went to see what was going on but I got jumped before I made it to the foyer. I screamed, but a hand was firmly placed over my mouth. The strong masked intruder pulled me in closer to him so he could whisper in my ear: “I know your darkest desires Sheila.” He spun me around so quickly, I was dazed. Even, a bit confused. Was I in a realistic dream? He blindfolded me, then strapped me to a chair. He used my vibrator on me, only full blast. Sort of warp speed on my clit. It hurt a little, a lot, actually. “Fine line between pleasure and pain, slut,” he seethed into my ear. After I made a mess squirting, he untied me, bent me over the couch and fucked my ass. I love it rough in my ass. I confessed that on that site. Surely whomever this was, was the man I talked to, but how did he find me? After he dumped a load of cum deep in my asshole, he revealed himself to me. It was my stepson. I left the I pad on and he read my fantasy. Decided to give me a rape phone sex fantasy for Valentine’s Day. It was a wicked hot present.
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