#stalker!nat

You always knew she was there. You just never actually saw her unless she wanted you to. It was rare if ever that she let you see her.

The first time you saw her you were sitting down at a crowded mall. She had sat right next to you, a hand coming up on the back of your neck before you could even register it. A moan wanting to come out but you stopped yourself.

You had looked over to see a face hidden by a face mask and sunglasses with her hoodie pulled up. You could see small wisps of red peaking out.

“Don't scream. Don't say a word.” She speaks just loud enough to hear you. “I know you've wanted this for sometime. Saw you posting about it on your blog. So I did some digging and found out you lived right near me. I've always wanted to do this, but I didn't know until I saw your pictures and your posts,” her grip tightens and you go from frightened to fuzzy as she restricts your air. “That it had to be you, bunny.”

You wanted to open your mouth and protest, but as she let go a moment only to restrict you again, her nails digging in slightly just enough to leave little red crescent marks before slowly disappearing.

She leaned in, whispering in your ear, “I'm gonna keep an eye on you bunny. You're my little bunny now.” A shiver ran through you as her voice tickled the shell of your ear. Your eyes fluttered closed as she let go of you, getting up and disappearing into the crowd.

That was only the first of many encounters until finally you got what you truly wanted.

You made a very deliberate post about a fantasy. You wanted to be chased through the woods until you got caught and then fucked. No matter how much you screamed no matter if you said that you didn't want it. You saw her like the post immediately and a private message saying

“I can't wait.”

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There was a chill in the air as the sun sat low in the sky. Autumn was coming in quickly, but you had worn revealing clothes to make the chase more exciting once she caught you. A thrill shot through you at the idea of it. You knew you shouldn't be turned on by the idea of your stalker chasing you through the woods to inevitably fuck you, but you very much were.

A hand on your shoulder and the whisper in your ear, “Run bunny.”

Your heart pounded as you took that first step. Running through the crunching leaves breathing heavy and heart ready to come out of your chest. Hiding behind a tree as you try to stay quiet and yet.

A hand wraps around your throat, eyes snapping up to look at her. No mask, no glasses, no hoodie. She'd always stayed hidden, but here she was before you making your head spin for multiple reasons.

Her free hand found its way up your skirt. Feeling over your clothed cunt you hear a deep rumble of a chuckle.

“You're so soaked, bunny. Is this all for Me?” Her husky voice is in your ear. You nod dumbly at her words, but she smacks your cheek, bringing you back to her. “Words bunny.” A moan left you before you were able to answer.

“Yes My Fox. All for you.” You were desperate for her. She smirked at the nickname. Assuming you had gotten it from her blog. Just as she had gotten yours from your blog.

Her hand moved from between your legs to pull out the strap she was packing. She pulled your panties to the side and slid through your folds. Both of you moaning out at the contact. She picked you up and easily slipped inside of you.

“Fuck…bunny…feels so good.” She moaned out as she started to pound into you. You felt the tree dig into your back as she pounded up into you.

“So fucking good Fox.” You gripped onto her, your nails clawing down her back as her lips left their mark on your neck.

You had wanted this, needed this for so long. No one would ever play how you wanted. None of your partners thought it was okay, told you to seek help before leaving and yet here you were getting fucked in the woods by your stalker.

Did you need help?

Probably.

But right now, nothing else mattered besides how she was making you feel.

“Fuck…bunny I'm cumming. Want you to cum with me.” Her hand finds your throat once more, that fuzzy feeling coming back as you felt that build up. As she fell over the edge, so did you.

You couldn't remember a better orgasm than the one you just had. As you were tentatively set down your legs wobbled and your Fox kept a hold on you as she situated herself back and picked you up.

You took another look up at her as she carried you bridal style out of the woods. She was absolutely beautiful. How did you get so lucky to have someone like her?