Confessing your rape fantasies is one thing. Confessing what you did was another.
Did I ever think you would be confessing your rape fantasies to me? No! We have been friends since we were little. I grew up with you in the same small town. College is what separated us. Our schools were on different sides of the state. But before we left, we decided it was time to fuck each other. We weren’t virgins or anything; the opposite. We had so much fun telling each other our sex stories with other people, but we never did the deed.
The night before we had to leave, we fucked. It was amazing. I had been with guys before, but you fucked me so hard. It was like it was instinctual for us. You definitely knew what you were doing. When you started pulling my hair and choking me it just made me wetter. You fucked me rough and raw. It was dirty but you knew what I liked and what I lusted after telling you all my sex stories.
But I didn’t think anything more of it. You were a good fuck and a good friend.
Then you invited me to visit your campus. You were about to graduate early and I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. When I arrive, I notice a lot of news stories in the local papers. Women in the area were making claims of rapes by someone drugging them at bars. They would wake up, but wouldn’t remember anything.
It was a little spooky, but I knew I would be safe with you. So I didn’t think twice about it. Once I found you on campus, we had a nice dinner, and then you said you wanted me to see the skyline. I have a fear of heights, but I love good views. From the roof, all you could hear were occasional sounds of the city. You sat down next to me and told me you had something to confess to me. I wasn’t expecting what you started to tell me. Confessing your rape fantasies was the easy part. Because what you had really done came next.
It was you who was raping the women around town.
You were the serial rapist who was fucking college girls! Your count of offenses was too high and you couldn’t even remember. All the details just turned me on more. I sensed you figured it would and that’s why you told me everything. Once your friend told you they had the ability to get massive amounts of date rape drugs, you haven’t slowed down at all. There were so many college bars in this town and you wanted to hit them all.
Once you told me your plan, I was grinning ear to ear.
“Let’s fucking do this together!” I exclaimed hornier then I have ever been. And just like that, you had yourself a partner in crime. It was just like Bonnie and Clyde only darker. We planned what bar we would hit next, and while we planned we started fucking hard. Your cum felt even better knowing what we would do tomorrow night.
Stay tuned for part two next week! Can’t wait? Call me for some hot phone sex!