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Standard Disclaimer.
Don't read this if you under 18 or offended by sexual stories and mild 
violence.  This one starts out a bit slow and isn't as graphic as many 
of the other stories out there.





        Eric’s quite the popular movie star now.  He gets top billing 
in all 
   the movies he’s in.  Everyone goes to see him.  That is everyone 
except 
   me.
           I had known Eric before all the glitz and glamour while he 
was just 
   struggling to get more than just bit parts.  We were a couple back 
then.  
   He had been my boyfriend for a couple years.  I was young and 
wasn’t 
   looking for a commitment, but I stuck around because Eric was 
pretty 
   "creative" when it came to sex with a bit of a fetish for role 
playing.  
   Even in the bedroom, he was still the actor.
           At first, I scoffed at his idea.  An audition for the 
rapist, a major 
   role in a possibly controversial rape movie and he wanted to 
rehearse 
   with me.  "So I can actually get a feel for what it’s like to be a 
   rapist and be more real." he said.  "This is my big chance, the one 
that 
   comes only once in a lifetime.  You have to help me out." he 
pleaded.
           I had to admit something about the idea of sex outside and 
in public 
   did get something to stir within me.  The idea that I could look up 
and 
   see the sky while was I getting fucked.  Sex like when it was done 
by 
   cavemen, naturally.  I wasn’t an exhibitionist so really didn’t 
want 
   people watching.  I just wanted the adrenaline rush of doing 
something 
   wrong and the chance of getting caught no matter how remote.  After 

   thinking about all this, a possible sexual fantasy with a twist 
come 
   true, I agreed.
           The plan was simple.  I walk around the park on Sunday, at 
2:30am, when 
   there’s no one around, wearing a very sex dress.  I already had one 
in 
   mind, a short loose flowing, almost sheer, spaghetti strap sun 
dress, a 
   light violet with darker violet flower print.  As to panties, 
"Surprise 
   me." were his exact words.  He wanted this to be realistic as 
possible 
   without the violence.  As to his part, all he told me was that he 
would 
   be hiding and grab me from behind with a knife wearing a mask.
           That Sunday night I started walking around the park in my 
   matching violet stiletto heel pumps making a click clock sound that 

   seemed to echo.  Eric had gone to the park an hour earlier because 
he 
   didn’t want me to have any clue to where he was.  He was really 
getting 
   into his role.
           After walking through the park for 15 minutes, I was 
starting to get 
   tired and thinking about going home when he finally jumped me from 
   behind.  Even knowing it was bound to happen, I was still startled 
as he 
   grabbed me and flashed a huge hunting knife in front of my face.  I 
had 
   never seen the knife before; the way the light reflected off the 
blade, 
   I would have remembered it.  Eric must have bought it to help add 
some 
   realism.  
           While dragging me backwards, in a deep husky voice that I 
had 
   never heard before, "Do as I say bitch and I won’t kill you."  Eric 
was 
   a better actor than I thought.  I nodded my head as much as I could 
in 
   compliance.
           Reaching a grassing patch within the trees and bushes, he 
shoved 
   me down to my knees, flashed the knife in front of my face, and 
said in 
   that same voice, "You’re going to give me the best blow job you’ve 
ever 
   given in your life bitch.  And if I feel teeth I’m going to cut you 
in 
   so many pieces it’ll take them a million years to find all of you.  

   Understand?"
           While I muttered softly, "Uh huh." I could hear him undo 
his 
   pants.  He circled around and presented a fully erect dick in front 
of 
   my face.  I took it with my right hand and started to stroke it 
bringing 
   more precum to the tip which I licked off.  He placed both his 
hands on 
   my head as I sucked just the head for a bit before running my 
tongue in 
   circles around it.  Licking my lips, I swallowed a quarter of his 
dick 
   and backed off slowly keeping a light grip around the shaft until I 
got 
   back to the head where I would stop to suck before swallowing just 
a bit 
   more and doing the same thing until I had all of it in my mouth.  
As I 
   moved his dick in and out of my mouth, I reached down with my free 
hand 
   and started to rub myself under my dress and through my panties.
           I had begun to finger myself inside my panties when I felt 
him 
   tighten.  He moved his hands to my forehead and pushed me away.  I 
fell 
   on my back and felt the cool dew drops soak into my dress.  He 
dropped 
   to his knees between my parted, slightly bent legs and stuck the 
knife 
   into the ground beside him, an arm’s reach away.  Sliding both 
hands up 
   the outside of my legs, under my dress, around my hips, to my 
waist, he 
   grabbed my panties, pulled them off toward him, lifting my legs, 
and 
   threw them aside near the knife.  He didn’t even notice that they 
were 
   his favorite, sheer white thongs.
           With one hand he parted my legs as he crawled between them. 
 In 
   position and the bottom of the dress bunched around my waist, he 
shoved 
   his dick into me and started to thrust in and out at an erratic 
pace, 
   both slow and fast.  I wrapped my legs around his waist to draw him 

   closer on every in thrust, and my pussy not wanting to let go, 
forced my 
   hips to follow every out thrust.  It didn’t take long, a few 
minutes 
   before I lost control and climaxed, shuddering with pleasure as I 
   gripped my lover tighter who never stopped pumping.  And as I 
relaxed, 
   he’s body tightened and with one last thrust, came.  He remained 
inside 
   me and I felt each spasm and jerk of his dick fill me as he 
collapsed, 
   forcing me to support his heavy frame.  I laid there, his dick 
still in 
   me, my ass wet from the grass, staring through the cover of the 
trees 
   looking at a night sky with almost no stars.
           I’m not sure when he finally got up; I had lost all track 
of 
   time and wasn’t paying attention to him.  I did see him take his 
knife 
   and wipe it on his pants before he left.  I got up when I started 
to 
   shiver, straightened myself as best I could, put my panties back 
on, and 
   drove back home.  
           Eric was waiting for me as I got back home.  "Where the 
fuck 
   were you?  I waited like forever for you."
           He didn’t get the part.




Feedback, comments, etc. would be appreciated.  Thanks for reading my 
first post.
e-mail jasmine01@usa.net




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