I didn't mean it! (closed for Angelofyournightmares)

[lovingfingers]

Edward Stinton
6'3", 205 lbs, Strong
Auburn hair, green eyes
18 years of age

Eddie sat at the small desk in the hotel room, waiting impatiently. The web site had said free WiFi, but this was as slow as it was at home. When the connection was finally made, he saw he had a message from her, and smiled.

RavishMeGirl and he had been writing on an erotic story site for a year now. The didn't have to know he was technically under age when he started... lol. She had been unlike any of his other co-writers, and he had gradually dropped the rest to have more time for her. Their stories were intense, hot, erotically violent, that made his prick hard every time he wrote her.

With time, they had begun to IM each other, becoming friends as well as co-writers. She often praised him, saying how she ached for what he wrote, telling him how she masturbated frequently for him. God knows he did the same for her!

He was still a virgin. Growing up in a remote region in the north of the country, brought up by a hermit of an uncle, he was painfully shy in real life. He couldn't bring himself to chat up girls at school. But in his cyber life, and with RavishMeGirl...

When his uncle had passed, he had inherited the cabin and a smile sum, enough to get by on for a quite a while. With school done, he wrote her more frequently, becoming gradually more obsessed with her. So when she commented one day that she wished he would ravish her away...

He had laid in provisions and made plans. After all this time, she let him know her habits. As usual, she was headed to Carl's after work. She always did on fridays. He had managed to track this place down and was headed there now. He had a picture of her. Not a good one, her in a group she had sent once. But it was something. How many times had he enlarged and printed it up to jack off onto?

He drove to Carl's and waited in the parking lot. He figured he was there before her. He waited nervously. Tonight was the night. He would fulfill all of her dreams.

 

[lovingfingers]

Eddie waited impatiently, looking back and forth between his watch and the parking lot. Each car that pulled in had his complete attention. For an hour he waited, disappointment after disappointment. "C'mon love, come on now," he mumbled to himself, hitting the steering wheel.

He sat back in his seat and closed his eyes for a minute. When he opened them, he saw a red Corolla parking in the back of the lot. The door opened and... He held his breath. It was her!

He forced himself to breath was he watched her walk towards the entrance. She was dressed friday casual, a black skirt that went to her knees and a frilly white blouse. He felt his cock throb as he watched her breasts bounce beneath her blouse. As she drew closer, he stared at her face. He could really see that she was older than him for the first time, not that it matter.

He wanted to jump out of the car, but forced himself to stay put. That was not the plan. That was not what she wanted. She wanted to be taken, forcibly, kidnapped. She wanted him to take her away, to fuck her repeatedly in every possibly way, to breed her....

She passed by, and he shuddered, "soon love, soon..."

When she entered Carl's, he took a deep breath and focussed. She would eventually go out back for a smoke break, her one little vice.

He drove around back, behind the restaurant and parked the car in the dark shadow. He exited, bringing the chloroform and a rag with him. She had described to him where she smoked. He found it easily, and then found a shadow to wait within. Soon....

 

[lovingfingers]

Eddie forced himself to take deep breaths. He started at every little noise, and nearly went insane when the door opened and one of the busboys exited, taking trash to the dumpster. The guy went back in and closed the door. Eddie glanced at his watch. He had only been here fifteen minutes. Fuuuuuuck...

The next half hour was slow torture. He found himself almost praying, until he stopped himself. He didn't imagine god would approve of this sort of thing. He didn't care. If he could just have her...

He started when the door opened again, and then closed. He saw a woman from behind, reaching for her phone. It was her! It was her!

He doused the rag with chloroform and waited until she put the phone back into her purse. As she brought out the pack of cigarettes, he took two steps and pounced. He curled one arm round, setting the clothe to her face. The other he wrapped around her chest, holding her tight against him. She shrieked into the clothe and started to struggle against him. He held her hard, his body pressed against hers, his one hand across her soft breasts.

She fought frantically for fifteen seconds and then slowed, and then sagged against him. He held her a little longer, making sure she was under.

He scooped her up, and carried her to the car, just ten feet away. The remote opened the door and he put her in the back seat. He cursed, as he awkwardly fit her body inside. Once in, he grabbed a flashlight and returned to the back door. He scooped up her purse and ran back to the car.

They were out of the parking lot and on the road a minute later. She would not be out for long, but he had planned ahead...