Serena's POV:
Mist grew over the windows even as the duvet kept me warm. I watched the liquid droplets grow for a while as I allowed my brain to be empty.
And then suddenly, the window of my room opens and a man in a mask jumps in. He was in a dark outfit, but I was able to see the array of tattoos he had inked on his arms. His toned biceps and pecs were detailed, every indent showing it’s curve as the fabric of the shirt clung to his brawny frame.
When our eyes met, I felt my veins run cold in that instant. It was the kind of coldness that reaches into my bones.
I wanted to say shout but nothing came out from my mouth.
The masked man takes menacing slow steps to where I laid and I began to scoot backwards on my bed, getting away from him. But I reached a dead-end the moment my back hit with the bedframe.
On seeing that there was no escape, my heart rate picks up as it plummets into my stomach, making me nauseous. He sat near me, wrapping his arms around me. I felt a cold wave run down my spine. Slowly, he starts undressing me and taking off my underwear. For some reason, I couldn’t resist or fight him off. It was like an invisible rope bounded my limbs together and I couldn’t use them.
The man paused, taking in the marvel of my naked body and I saw his eyes glint in excite and lustfulness. Next, he spread my legs and I watched him, keeping mute and unable to oppose. He started with a finger, inserting it into my slit as he began thrusting out an orgasm.
My whole body was started to fill with euphoria as I felt heat rise up within my insides and the pleasure build up in my core. My legs twitched slightly, feeling coldness of his fingers deeply slotted in my cunt. He stroke in vigorously, picking up a pace. A moan escaped my mouth as my eyes went shut I was slipping into the abyss of intense pleasure.
He slowly dips in another finger into my pussy, fingering me hard as he increased his pace. A loud moan escaped my lips as I was reaching my climax. He spits on my pussy, using it to lubricate his fingers as he used his free hand to gently tease my clit. My body twitches and my hands grip the edge of my bed, tugging on the bed spread.
I feel my pussy tighten around his fingers as he kept thrusting in me harder, going in deeper than before. In a rough plunge, the masked man delivered his final thrusts and I felt my dam break and I let out a loud, pleasured moan as I cumed over his hands.
Next, he pulls down his trousers and his boxer briefs go along with it. I take in the sight of his erected huge length. He climbs on the bed and hovers over me, I found myself spreading my legs further voluntarily to accommodate him.
He began to tease the entry of my pussy with his huge dick, gradually moving to my clit and then began alternating between ny two pleasure points. Bile rose up to my throat as another orgasm threatened to explode in my core.
He grips my right breast roughly and began caressing it and stroking my erected nipples. He bites softly on my left breast's nipples, teasing the pink skin around it with his tongue. His actions stir up a new feeling of pleasure, coupled with the one that arose from his dick maneuvering around my throbbing wet pussy.
He then sweeps both my hands into his grasp and pins them together above my head and the next that followed was a pleasured moan escaping my lips as he finally inserted his dick into my cunt after so much teasing. He lets go of my hands and then covers my mouth, making my moans to become muffled as he began thrusting hard and fast into me. The pleasure was so much, I found my eyes rolling back and my toes twitching. It was too much for me to handle. He was so big and my pussy throbbed at his painful yet pleasurable thrusts.
I whimpered as he bit my neck giving me a hickey, he plunged inside me relentlessly like I was his sex doll, each stroke more painful than the first and I took it all in, my moans growing louder.
He didn’t seem to want to show mercy and he kept on fucking me so hard and I felt his dick reaching depths within me that I never knew existed. What filled the room was the sounds of his grunts and my muffled moans, and also the tears of me sobbing as the pleasurable pain was overcoming me.
He aggressively littered my neck and breasts with hickeys, as he thrusts in harder, it felt like my soul was binding with his and becoming one, it seemed as though my body had joined with his and at that moment.
I shut my eyes as I felt the pressure building up in my core reach climax again and I shuddered as the wave of pleasure exploded yet again, and spread from between my legs to all over my body. It felt so good that I let out another loud moan, my legs shaking and my body vibrating.
Just as my orgasm was tapering off, he gave his last thrust and released inside me; his last was sp painful that I felt like I was sucked into a dark abyss and it was like I had gone unconscious.
All I could hope for was that it was only a wet dream.
"No!" I sprang up from bed as my eyes shot open, I was sweating profusely as I had just woken up from a nightmare. The dream was so real, I could still feel the the touch of his hand on my body and the fear made me keep panting.
However, when I tried to recall what I had just dreamt about, I couldn’t. No memories came back and I couldn’t remember anything about the dream. Regardless, I know it something terrifying as beads of sweats were lodged on my forehead and I could feel my heart thumping against my ribcage.
The bright sun shined directly and it’s warm nature hitting up the side of my face. I gradually calmed down and heaved a sigh of relief.
As I tried to stand up, a sharp pain shot up between my legs and up my abdomen. I cried out in pain as I took deep breaths, cold air teased my skin and I shivered slightly.
I rubbed my arms and managed to get up from the bed even with my sore body. I felt liquid run down my legs and I looked to see my nightdress had been stained with blood. I looked at my bed sheet to see blood smeared over where I had laid. A gasp escaped my lips at the sight.
I shrugged it off, deeming it as period accident. I then took off the bed sheet and dumped it in the laundry basket. I limped over to the bathroom, my insides still sore, I took a hot bath in an attempt to soothe my sore body, which worked and then I quickly got ready for college.
I was already late due to traffic and my first class was almost over. I managed to slip into class through the back door, luckily the professor had his back turned.
I sat beside Violet, my best friend, who had a bored and absent–minded expression on. The moment she saw me, her demeanor glistened brightly accompanied with a playful glare as she came over to me.
“There you are! I have been waiting for you for the past two hundred years!” She exclaimed and I gestured for her to keep it low. The professor might hear me coming in.
“I had a lazy morning.” I whispered.
“I don’t blame you. We did have a lot of fun last night at your birthday party and you must’ve been exhausted.” She reasoned and I nodded. She was right. “So, birthday girl. How does it feel to be finally eighteen and a full adult?”
“I don’t know. It’s barely been twenty–four hours so I can’t say for sure.”
“Well, I’m happy. You’re finally old enough to drink alcohol, smoke weed, go clubbing and finally gave sex. You’ve been a virgin for too long my friend, you need to get laid!” Violet explained, drawling the last word with air quotes around it and I laughed.
“I think I’m fine, Violet. I don’t need to get laid anytime soon. ”
“Ugh, you are such a prude Serena. You really need to get railed, You’re missing on all the fun.” Violet stated and I chuckled at her sense of reasoning, focusing my attention on the class as the professor had moved away from the board and was facing us now.
“Alright, everyone. We have come to the end of the class and I would need you all to submit the assignment I asked you guys to work on.” He announced and I cringed, remembering that I had completely forgotten about the assignment.
Violet turned to me, equally worried, “Did you do it?”
“No.” I stated and she began to snicker.
“Oh shit. We’re both going to be in serious trouble, Serena. I totally didn’t— ” Violet abruptly stops, her brows furrowing as she notices something and stares me down from my neck to my exposed cleavage.
Confused, I ask, “What happened?’
“Ohh!” She coos in realization. “I see why you didn’t do your assignment.” She chuckles, wiggling her eyebrows in a suggestive manner.
“What do you mean?” I ask, even more confused than before.
“You were with someone yesterday, weren’t you? So tell me, who is he?” Violet questioned curiously.
I shook my head in naught. “No I wasn’t, what are you going on about Violet?”
“Oh come on. Don’t play dumb, Serena. It’s pretty obvious you had a very good birthday night yesterday, I mean take a look at the hickeys on your neck.” Violet pointed out and I was puzzled, instantly running my hands around my neck and I felt the unevenness on that area of my skin and it felt a bit painful to touch. She was right, I did have hickeys.
But that’s strange because I swear they weren’t there last night before I slept and this morning as well— I think, I hadn’t paid much attention to myself as I was in a hurry to get to school. But where could they have come from? I really wasn’t with anyone last night.
“So you were busy getting railed by some guy that you forgot to do your assignment. Talk about some hot birthday sex.” Violet was a bit too loud and excited and her statement was audible enough for everyone to hear. As if on cue, everyone’s heads turned back to look at us. And it also unfortunately attracted the attention of my teacher. Everyone’s eyes lowered and focused on the numerous amounts of hickeys scattered about my neck and breasts.
“Serena.” Mr. Karl called out to me sternly. Shit, I’m so fucked.
I gulped down nothing, “Yes sir?”
“See me in my office right now.” He said and fright began to grow in my chest. Mr. Karl is the worst, and why am I the one in trouble? I didn’t do anything, it was all Violet’s fault. “Oliver, collect the projects and bring them to my office later.” He added, talking to the freckled boy and he nodded.
Mr. Karl then walked out and my heart began thumping against my ribcage, wondering what he possibly wanted to tell me.
I sighed, mentally preparing myself and I stood up to leave but Violet held me back saying, “Be careful Serena, that man is one horny bastard.”
