Connecting

[Kendall]

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Disclaimer This story is a work of fiction. The people are products of my imagination and any resemblance to persons living or dead are unintentional and purely by accident. You must be 18 years of age to read this.

I smiled as I heard the door close, signaling my mother had left the house. I took an excited deep breath and stepped out of bed. My magnificent 21-year-old body completely naked. I stood up straight. My head bowed. The heavy steps on the stairs, made my heart beat a little faster. The door opened and \he stood in my doorway. He placed a pair of high heeled pumps on my floor and silently pointed at them. I walked over, unable to keep my eyes off him. I put on the shoes, my hands shaking. As I rose, his large hand grabbed me around the throat and shoved me back. I landed on the bed. Even as I landed and bounced, he advanced. I licked my lips and smiled as I flung my arms opened and my legs spread. He climbed on my bed, between my legs, grabbed my thighs to force my legs even wider and without a word, but just a smile on his face, lined himself up to my wet pussy and thrust in. We both moaned in pleasure as he began to thrust in and out setting up a rhythmic thrusting that sent pleasure though out my body. I reached up and ran my hands across his chest I was in heaven as he continued to plow into me. My desire and want exploded within me. I was a bit ashamed as I was already so wildly turned on that I knew it wouldn’t take long for me to cum and I also knew he was probably as ruined on that this love making would be shorter than otherwise, but I loved when he fucked me. I was his, body, soul and mind. My hands fell backwards as his found mine, pinning them to the bed, as he used me for both our desire. He was very skilled finding my love button with every thrust. I felt his cock tighten and vibrate. Excitement flooded me as he erupted what felt like gallons into me. Moments later, I came as well. His body collapsed forward on top of me as we both came down from the afterglow of our shared orgasm. As we lay there we heard the front door open and my mom call out.
“I’m home.” We both quickly got dressed and I shoved the shoes under my bed. We exited the room, him heading down first. I followed a few minutes behind.
“The house was pretty quiet when I came in. Didn't think either of you were home. What were you two up to?” she asked. He turned and looked at me, smiling.
“Oh I was just connecting with my step-daughter.”

[LaLia]

Hello and welcome to the board...

I'd like to give you some feedback on your story. The beginning had a lot of potential, but then it ended very quickly. It's really a short story. Next time, try to build the mood more and focus more on the characters.

I'd also like to ask you to use all four tags that are required in the future. Yours was missing "flash" and "english." I've added them now.

[Claire]

What an important moment! Thank you for posting the first story after the official launch of the forum. And it is also our first piece of flash fiction, the one category we were still missing.

I'm not gonna lie, you're making me curious about what happened before and after, but I guess that's the point of an ultra short story like this. Is that a new story or did you post that somewhere else before? And do you generally prefer short stories over longer ones or can we expect to read some longer tales from you too?

Happy you're here, Kendall! I think we never talked on RavishU before it was taken down. I don't want to overload you with new information, but one cool feature you might want to check out is the topic preview. It allows you to show you readers a snippet of your story that they can see before they actually click on your thread. I like it a lot... maybe a bit too much.

[Vela Nanashi]

Good to see you join us here Kendall, I hope you can bring over Dark Archon too

Nice hot spark, that went into a nice quick blaze, of a story, and it leaves me wanting more, I guess that is what flash fiction is for though

I love the intense need, the rush, the all too brief aftermath. Keep on writing good stories

[Shocker]

Glad to see you posting @Kendall , I read your story before, and still like it. You paint a vivid picture that allows the reader to get lost in the action.

[praetor3d]

Going to use my usual personal comment template again here:

1) What did I immediately feel after reading this
2) What I love about what I read
3) What would I change in the story to make it perfect (for me)
4) Did I get off on this and why

1) I read this story at first, and moved on to comment on others. But the ambiguity of it draws me back to think about it some more, enough to comment now. It's a very short story, and leaves a LOT of open ended concepts left to my own interpretation. So, my view of it is... you labelled this as a "con" story, but in my mind, there's a lot of background that could make this a non-con story. I feel like she's been groomed, manipulated, to enjoy this. The fact that he brings sexy shoes, and pointing at them to command her to wear them, just makes me think he's trained her to submit.

So while I enjoy that I can fill in the blanks with my own imagination, I'd really love to know more about what YOU think. So I think I would have enjoyed more background or clues that give me insight on to how they've arrived at this juncture of their relationship.

2) I do like the one particular mystery of it all, where one had no idea this was a stepfather until the very ending line. So if you were intending a surprise or mild shock, it worked effectively. I'm typically not into incestual type of works, but in my mind, this guy is kinda a stranger to this family, so there's something completely illicit and invasive to this entire encounter.

3) I think some paragraphs and line spacing could take this story to another level. For instance, if you separated the line: " He placed a pair of high heeled pumps on my floor and silently pointed at them." all by itself as it's own paragraph, that would have highlighted to me a key story point of the power dynamics between the two characters.

I would have liked more description on the high heels. I think it would have been hot to know what physically made her more sexy when wearing them, and how it made her feel (i.e. hot? sexy? sexually degraded plaything?). How did the guy feel when he makes her wear them? Does he feel it objectifies her? or accentuates her legs? is this a fetish of his of some kind?

I'm wondering what inspired you to make this story?