Quickies: just short fast moving to the point fantasies, often the way mine are, and sometimes inspired, like this one, by one simple picture or momentary thought or event.
Post you short quick fantasies here and extra kudos if you illustrate, or describe the influence or inspiration..
A strange town, a foreign country, a warm sunny day.
The street is busy local people going about their business, and some, like me, visiting tourists, taking in the sights and scenery, enjoying the markets and stores.
I had arranged to meet my husband in the town for dinner later in the day after his business meeting.
It’s a long walk from the hotel into the centre of town, but the local cabbies kind of scare me, just something in the way they look at me gives me the creeps.
As I walk in the early afternoon, I feel that I may be a little over glamorously dressed in my lightweight skirt, lacy top and heels, when everybody else is casually sporting jeans and sneakers or some kind of religious attire.
It’s nothing unusual for me to dress this way, I love to be feminine I like to be a little different from the crowd, and of course I wanted to look good for my husband.
Just ahead of me the footpath narrows and at the end of the line of parked cars a man leans into his vehicle through the open door, as if searching for something, it’s obvious to see that the door is a nuisance to passing pedestrians.
As I approach I am forced to stand and wait for my chance to get by.
In the next few seconds everything changes, suddenly there is no sound and everyone around me seems to be moving in slow motion, and looking at me like they all know something that I don’t.
I suddenly feel that I’ve been corralled into a corner like a sacrificial lamb to the slaughter.
I’m hit by a huge irrational panic attack, leaving me turning on the spot looking in all directions for a way out, but there isn’t one now that the bottleneck has caused a build up of people around me.
I stood there for only those few seconds before he grabbed my hair, pulled me into the open doorway of the car slapped my face three times and manhandled me across the front seats, it was all silent apart from the sound of the slaps and my squeals of shock, and the ringing in my ears.
I fought him as he groped at me, I pushed him away with all my strength I struggled and kicked out, I slapped and twisted bucked and screamed to break free from him, but nothing worked, he just casually went about his business of raping me.
There on the seat half in and half out of the car, he he pulled my panties aside and shoved his filthy bastard hard cock into me, and nobody did anything to stop him or help me.
I’d get another hard slap anytime time I tried to move or get up.
People were looking in through the windows now, watching him fuck me, he kept going at me for what seemed like an eternity, he was covered in sweat, he fucked me hard like an animal, he made no sound until he drove himself as deep inside me, held me tight and emptied his balls.
At that point some people cheered as he groaned loudly.
I was then locked in the car and driven away.