I Just Want A Sweet Older Man That Wants To Get To Know Me, That Wants To Do Romantic Things With Me,

CONCEPT: internet stalker turns to real life

She was scrolling just felt like a normal day. she would post content and answer dms. one day as she was doing her routine she kept getting messages from a guy. at first they started with the whole “your so beautiful” or “such a pretty girl” but would eventually get worse and worse. she started to get worried because she didnt know who they were or what they wanted.

She eventually got a text from a account that was completely black just saying “im going to find you little mouse”. her face was flushed with fear. every day after that night she was always careful when she left her house always checking her surroundings. everything seemed fine. he hasnt sent a message in a week and things began to chill out. one day she had to go shopping to get food so she went to the store.

As she was driving she kept seeing this dirty white van on every corner behind her but she could never make out the guy inside it. she brushed it off just thinking it was just weird. she went into the store like normal and after she was done went home but at as she was walking up to her door she noticed something. A package with a rose and a note. She was weirded out at first but just thought a friend was being nice.

She put the package on the table and opened the note and she was shocked to what she saw. on the note all it said was “found you little mouse”. thats when the panic set in and she remembered the guy on the internet. she never thought he was serious and was just trying to creep her out. as she was panicking on what to do.

He knew where she lived and she knew she would be dealing with him more often. days went by and she kept seeing that same van everywhere she went. always on the look at for it she started rarely leaving her house. one night as she was trying to sleep she heard a noise but brushed it off as like the house settling or something. she eventually fell asleep and as she was sleeping the guy made his way into her room.

He watched her sleep for a while admiring how peaceful she looked. hes been waiting for this moment. all the teasing she did he knew he had to have her. the women of his dreams she she was laying right there. he got a little excited and made a noise and she stirred ever so slightly. he walked up to her quietly then put his hand on her mouth so she couldn’t scream.

She looked at him confused at first as she was still tired. as it clicked in so did the panic but she couldn’t make a noise. he leaned down and ever so softly he whispered.

“found you little mouse”

when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever

God forbid a girl gets her sad and horny thoughts out🤷🏽‍♀️

my tumblr is my private secret account

“oh fuck don’t stop crying im gonna cum”

god this makes me so horny

“I missed you” while forcing myself inside. I missed your whines and pleas. I missed the way you try so desperately to push me off. I missed how still you stay when you realize I’m not stopping. I missed your legs locking around me when you finally remember who owns you; me.

I want a man who get‘s harder when I tell him to stop or how much he’s hurting me

High, hurting, and hopelessly horny. That's me :)

I need someone to throw me down, no hesitation, just pure, animalistic need. I want the words "dirty whore" spat at my face and a strong hand turning my plump ass red, raw, and stinging sore. My flimsy black panties? They're just begging to be ripped off. I want someone to force their thick cock into my tight, untouched core.

I want the pain, the fight, the overwhelming rush that comes when pleasure and agony collide. I want to cry out, to claw, to surrender completely. I want the edge, the danger, the feeling of being utterly, irrevocably taken.

I want everything.

What you need right now is my hand around your neck while I thrust my hard thick ... as deep inside your pussy. Leaving you marked and pumped full of cumm begging me for more and more so I give in and keep on filling your wet needy hole.

Imagine I'm flat on my stomach, you're pounding into my cunt over and over. I'm moaning and begging for more while i hold a stuffie (because it's cute). Suddenly you get the idea that you need a tighter hole.... you shove it into my ass so hard without warning....

I cry, scream and beg for you to stop. You ignore me, giving into your animalistic instincts and holds my face down into the bed, growling and drooling on me. Not caring about my comfort... and then you just cum inside me, get dressed, and leave without saying a word, just a big smile on your face as I am left crying in my bed, still holding my squished stuffie against my chest