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MsNatalie99 said:
Sure if anyone were interested. There are also multible threads on at least two forums where you can have these conversations
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I get that, but as you know, going to some of those forums, you get barraged by a bunch of people who don't care to hear you out, they just want to push their narrative. I don't feel as though I have been pushy here. Other than when I got upset for having a target on me, that I'm aware I put on myself, but that's done and am learning from it. I am trying to be respectful here, because I thought this was an open square to meet people, that theres not a set topic.
 
So to start the story I had a thing for dirt bikes in my younger years. Myself and M where riding through the Middle of Australia I was on a Suzuki TM 250 and M was on a TM400.
We were staying in Alice Springs for a few days I'd recently smashed the head light off my bike and needed parts. (kinky daredevil styles.)
M decideds dinner in the one of the pubs in the town was a brilliant idea. I had nothing to wear besides either my very short shorts and tank top or my bike gear which turned out to be a pretty good thing my shirt had built in chest and back plates.
So we walk in to the bar, M being rather tall had all the locals turning to look at us his white blonde hair drawing even more attention.
We sit and order, I ordered a steak charcoalled and M the same but med rare. The two big hairy stinky guys behind M at the next table over giving us the side eye. Watching M and whispering behind their hands.
You could just tell they were fucked off their faces like the long haul road train drivers often are. Just about drooling when they realised I was female. Wouldn't have mattered if I was pretty or not.
One stares straight at my face the whole time we are eating, I can feel his eyes drilling the side of my face. I'm clenching my fingers so hard around my knife I'm surprised I haven't cracked the fake wood.
M is sitting their cool as cucumber not a drop of sweat, not a shadow of bother on his face. He knows I can tell by the way he's sitting with his legs angled towards the side of the table, his back relaxed. He's ready to move, he looks up and smiles at me that beautiful evil smile reserved just for me.
Then were up and fluidily moving for the door, I hear their chairs crash to the ground behind us. Heavy footsteps following us down the road as M strolls like he hasn't a care in the world, while I'm stiff as a board clutching the steak knife to my chest.
We make it past the little shops set up everywhere and around the corner before they make their move.
We stand facing away from them M looking around like we took a wrong turn, I'm shaking with pent up rage and anxiety.
My ears are buzzing but I still hear him.
"Down babe."
I drop just as I see a knife flung out towards M and M duck and punch the guy in the face, I hear his nose crunch the blood spraying out all over M.
I tilt my head and see legs right infront of me. Feel a hand grab my hair twisting my head and trying to drag me off. I reach up and cut I feel the satisfying drip of hot blood down my scalp, over my face as he yelps. Reaching for me again I lunge forward and stab him in the thigh, he drops moaning and crying.
I look over for M and see him sitting on the other guy beaten to a pulp. He tilts his head and smiles at me.
Not long after the cops or rangers whatever you wanna call them turned up and carted them both off. Turns out they were suspects in a few rape cases.
 
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SinfuIDreams said:
So to start the story I had a thing for dirt bikes in my younger years. Myself and M where riding through the Middle of Australia I was on a Suzuki TM 250 and M was on a TM400.
We were staying in Alice Springs for a few days I'd recently smashed the head light off my bike and needed parts. (kinky daredevil styles.)
M decideds dinner in the one of the pubs in the town was a brilliant idea. I had nothing to wear besides either my very short shorts and tank top or my bike gear which turned out to be a pretty good thing my shirt had built in chest and back plates.
So we walk in to the bar, M being rather tall had all the locals turning to look at us his white blonde hair drawing even more attention.
We sit and order, I ordered a steak charcoalled and M the same but med rare. The two big hairy stinky guys behind M at the next table over giving us the side eye. Watching M and whispering behind their hands.
You could just tell they were fucked off their faces like the long haul road train drivers often are. Just about drooling when they realised I was female. Wouldn't have mattered if I was pretty or not.
One stares straight at my face the whole time we are eating, I can feel his eyes drilling the side of my face. I'm clenching my fingers so hard around my knife I'm surprised I haven't cracked the fake wood.
M is sitting their cool as cucumber not a drop of sweat, not a shadow of bother on his face. He knows I can tell by the way he's sitting with his legs angled towards the side of the table, his back relaxed. He's ready to move, he looks up and smiles at me that beautiful evil smile reserved just for me.
Then were up and fluidily moving for the door, I hear their chairs crash to the ground behind us. Heavy footsteps following us down the road as M strolls like he hasn't a care in the world, while I'm stiff as a board clutching the steak knife to my chest.
We make it past the little shops set up everywhere and around the corner before they make their move.
We stand facing away from them M looking around like we took a wrong turn, I'm shaking with pent up rage and anxiety.
My ears are buzzing but I still hear him.
"Down babe."
I drop just as I see a knife flung out towards M and M duck and punch the guy in the face, I hear his nose crunch the blood spraying out all over M.
I tilt my head and see legs right infront of me. Feel a hand grab my hair twisting my head and trying to drag me off. I reach up and cut I feel the satisfy drip of hot blood down my scalp, over my face as he yelps. Reaching for me again I lunge forward and stab him in the thigh, he drops moaning and crying.
I look over for M and see him sitting on the other guy beaten to a pulp. He tilts his head and smiles at me.
Not long after the cops or rangers whatever you wanna call them turned up and carted them both off. Turns out they were suspects in a few rape cases.
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Holy shit Sin!
 
SinfuIDreams said:
So to start the story I had a thing for dirt bikes in my younger years. Myself and M where riding through the Middle of Australia I was on a Suzuki TM 250 and M was on a TM400.
We were staying in Alice Springs for a few days I'd recently smashed the head light off my bike and needed parts. (kinky daredevil styles.)
M decideds dinner in the one of the pubs in the town was a brilliant idea. I had nothing to wear besides either my very short shorts and tank top or my bike gear which turned out to be a pretty good thing my shirt had built in chest and back plates.
So we walk in to the bar, M being rather tall had all the locals turning to look at us his white blonde hair drawing even more attention.
We sit and order, I ordered a steak charcoalled and M the same but med rare. The two big hairy stinky guys behind M at the next table over giving us the side eye. Watching M and whispering behind their hands.
You could just tell they were fucked off their faces like the long haul road train drivers often are. Just about drooling when they realised I was female. Wouldn't have mattered if I was pretty or not.
One stares straight at my face the whole time we are eating, I can feel his eyes drilling the side of my face. I'm clenching my fingers so hard around my knife I'm surprised I haven't cracked the fake wood.
M is sitting their cool as cucumber not a drop of sweat, not a shadow of bother on his face. He knows I can tell by the way he's sitting with his legs angled towards the side of the table, his back relaxed. He's ready to move, he looks up and smiles at me that beautiful evil smile reserved just for me.
Then were up and fluidily moving for the door, I hear their chairs crash to the ground behind us. Heavy footsteps following us down the road as M strolls like he hasn't a care in the world, while I'm stiff as a board clutching the steak knife to my chest.
We make it past the little shops set up everywhere and around the corner before they make their move.
We stand facing away from them M looking around like we took a wrong turn, I'm shaking with pent up rage and anxiety.
My ears are buzzing but I still hear him.
"Down babe."
I drop just as I see a knife flung out towards M and M duck and punch the guy in the face, I hear his nose crunch the blood spraying out all over M.
I tilt my head and see legs right infront of me. Feel a hand grab my hair twisting my head and trying to drag me off. I reach up and cut I feel the satisfy drip of hot blood down my scalp, over my face as he yelps. Reaching for me again I lunge forward and stab him in the thigh, he drops moaning and crying.
I look over for M and see him sitting on the other guy beaten to a pulp. He tilts his head and smiles at me.
Not long after the cops or rangers whatever you wanna call them turned up and carted them both off. Turns out they were suspects in a few rape cases.
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That did not go where I thought it was gonna go. fuck that's a good story. Sinful, you're dangerous!!!!
 
water_moutina said:
That did not go where I thought it was gonna go. fuck that's a good story. Sinful, you're dangerous!!!!
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Sometimes but then anyone can be flight or fight instinct is real.
PlanetaryNebula said:
I’d love to hear that story too if you ever want to share
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I based one of my stories I published here about it but altered a lot of it.
I shall tell the real beginning anytime yall want it was one of the happiest days of my life
 
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