Safe Word by slyde503
Discover the sensual journey of "Safe Word by slyde503," an erotic sex story that explores desire, boundaries, and passion. Join characters in a thrilling adventure where love and lust collide, inviting you to experience intimacy like never before. Dive into this captivating tale of erotic exploration and see why safe words make all the difference. Read more now!<br/>
When an online pesonal ad leads to a rape fantasy, a safe word is the turning point between rape fantasy and rape reality. , In my line of work, I don’t get to choose where in the country I want to work. Recently, I was set up to work in a fairly remote area. There were no big cities around, so I had to live in a town of just 500 people. After checking out the two bars, and hanging out at all of the public areas, I did not have any luck picking up a date. So I decided to try a new route.
I had not looked into online personal ads before, but after hearing about it from a friend back home I figured I would check it out. I went to Craigslist, and found the nearest “big” city listed. I hoped I didn’t have to drive an hour just to get laid, but I had to try something. After scouring all of the ads, and sending messages to a dozen women, I still did not find anything great. Then after about two weeks, my luck had changed.
The posting read “Older BBW wants to get raped- 62- (SR295)”. Immediately my heart started pounding and my pants got tighter. I read through the post and immediately sent her a message. After four messages back and fourth, she was ready to go. I found out that she was a 62 year old widow who was living in a small farmhouse out on a state road nearby. At 5 foot 2 and 170 pounds, her picture did not present the figure first brought to mind when I read BBW. Her 38D-30-36 proportions set my mouth drooling and wondering how I could be so lucky. With shoulder length salt and pepper hair, creamy white skin, “Sandy” had looks to die for, maybe that is why she is a widow.
She had gotten married at just 17, before her husband left for Vietnam, and stayed faithful to him from the then, all the way until now, four years after he had already passed away. We had lengthy discussions on what she had in mind, and I was all for giving her what she wanted. She was taught all her life that men brought home the bacon, and women cooked, cleaned and served the man in the bedroom. I found out that she was apparently very experience in oral sex, but had never received it back. She loved her husband, but was upset at the fact that her husband only did two things, doggy, and missionary.
Sandy said that while she would like this to be ongoing , and she wanted to catch up on a whole lot of experimenting later on, she had just one fantasy for the first meeting. She said that since she felt she had been a piece of property for 41 years, why not take it one step further. She wanted to be raped. So she gave me her address, the time she would be out doing yard work, and 2 rules. She insisted that I use a condom, seeing as it is the first time we would meet. However I had also found out that she had never used condoms with her husband since after a few years of trying, they found out he was sterile. The second rule was her safe word; FREEZE. I found her to be well educated on the subject of rape fantasy, but she let me know all of the sites online that she was reading about it, and I also found out that I would soon be only the second man to enter into this woman.
So that is how I find myself hiding behind some brush, peering through at this gorgeous woman pulling weeds from her flower bed. I was ready to go. When she moved around out of view, I ran up to the bushes next to the porch and waited. It was then that it hit me, I left my rubbers in the car, and I only had the one in my wallet. Too late now, I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. Sandy came back around the house, and walked up to the steps, she turned around and looked out to the road, to see if I had arrived yet. NOW! I ran up behind her and covered her mouth with one hand and held her against me with the other.
“Don’t say anything or you won’t be waking up tomorrow.” Then to be sure I said “Are you ready for this Sandy?”
She nodded. With that I walked her up the stairs and into the house. Once inside, I let her go and closed the door.
“Get upstairs!” I shouted
She looked genuinely shocked and slowly backed up the stairs. The stairs led straight up into the bedroom, then I grabbed her by the arm and pushed her into the bathroom.
“You’ve got two minutes”
I didn’t want her to be uncomfortable while I was raping her, however much sense that makes. I removed my jacket and shirt, counted in my head and then I burst into the bathroom.
“Time’s up! Get in here!”
I grabbed her arm again and pulled her into the bedroom. I tried to stay in character as my eyes fell upon her body. I turned her around and undid the ties on her checkered apron. Then I undid the button and lowered the zipper on the back of her full length blue skirt.
I spun her back around as her skirt fell to the floor and pulled her apron off from around her neck.
“Please stop, somebody help me!” She screamed.
I pushed her onto the bed. “Shut up or I’m going to make this hurt.” I said calmly as I straddled her waist, holding her down. I ripped open her sheer white blouse, and leaned down, planting a kiss on her mouth. She started to kiss me back, and then stopped herself trying to stay in the fantasy. She turned her head to take her lips away from me.
“So that’s how you wanna play this,… alright” I said as I flipped her onto her stomach. I pulled her blouse off of her arms and unhooked her bra. Then I pushed off and moved down to her hips. I hooked my fingers under the waistband of her white cotton panties, and slid them off her legs, taking her shoes off at the same time. I moved over to kneel next to her and I started caressing the length of her body.
She started to roll over, so I put my hand on her back, holding her down. “Where do you think you’re going?”
I took my other hand and slid it in between her legs. I found a thick mound of pubic hair waiting for me, which I pushed through finding her lips dripping already. I pushed in further reaching her love button. I started to rub it, immediately getting a shudder from her body. After working her button for a short time, I swiftly plunged three fingers into her canal.
Sandy let out a short squeal and then buried her face into the bedspread as I stroked into her. I could feel myself about ready to break my zipper, and I thought to myself, “Rapists don’t have to last all night, I’m ready for the main event!”
“Stay down!” I commanded as I withdrew my hand and stood up. I kicked my shoes off and dropped my pants. I reached into the pocket of my jeans and got my wallet out as I stepped out of my pants. I had that rubber on in record time and jumped back on top of her, straddling her legs. I reached over and grabbed a pillow, and then I lifted her up shoving it under her stomach. Then I let her down and repositioned myself. I pinned her legs together and pressed forward sliding my cock between her legs.
“FREEZE!” Sandy shouted.
“Damn it!” I thought to myself. She’s going to back out. She’s having second thoughts.
She rolled over, pulling my dick out from between her legs. She looked down to check that there was a condom on my penis, and the proceeded to roll back onto her stomach.