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The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.
The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the characters in the story to real people are purely coincidental.
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- This story ist part of the Used and Abused Tournament
- It competes against nobody in the R16-5
- Theme: Hard as Lightning, Soft as Candlelight
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The Strange Case of Henry Banner and Danica Carew
I was contemplating my options. And so was Melissa who I was talking to on the phone.
“Well, that depends. What’s your goal?”
Melissa was always so straightforward. When I needed serious advice, especially when I wanted a perspective vastly different from my own, I liked to call her.
“It’s his birthday, so I just want him to like it.”
Melissa sighed audibly as if I had said some outlandish thing.
“Honey, that’s not a goal. That’s fortune cookie BS from wannabe good girls who act like they can’t even spell libido. So here’s how I see it…”
I was bracing myself for a heavy dose of Melissa’s shamelessness.
“… You go with your option A, the dress you wore on your first date. You get to show off how that sexy piece of fabric still fits your tight little body like a second skin. You haven’t let yourself go for a second in the 6 months you’ve been together and he’ll better recognize that! He’ll be undressing you with his eyes the entire time until he actually gets to undress you. Option B, however,…”
Whenever I talked to Melissa about what to wear, she’d rank my outfits in terms of how likely they were to make men want to sleep with me. And while I believed that looking good was about more than just sex, I couldn’t deny that sex was definitely part of the plan for Henry’s birthday.
“… honestly, your so called ‘modest’ option will drive him even more crazy! If you truly wear that Starfleet Academy shirt like you’re the queen of the nerds you’ll be lucky if he closes the apartment door before he fucks you in the hallway!”
I had never considered myself a prude – until I met Melissa.
“Oh come on, he’s into Star Trek, sure, but it’s not that bad!”
I had to protest at least a little on his behalf.
“I know he’s head over heels for you, but if you gave him the choice between you and Kate Mulgrew, don’t you think he’d be tempted to choose her? And the woman’s how old now? 80?”
I contemplated the idea briefly. I wished that I could deny the possibility of him preferring her. The thought made me smile. Being next in line directly after the Captain Kathryn Janeway, I could live with that.
“70, but alright, alright, I get it! I’ll uninvite Kate Mulgrew from the party on Saturday.”
I had to suppress my laughter to get this line out of my mouth in a somewhat serious tone.
“Good girl.”
Our banter continued for a few more minutes. Then she bid me farewell with the following words.
“Give him a night he will never forget, Dani!”
That was exactly my plan.
“You bet!”
Following my talk with Melissa, I took a quick shower. Then I chose the Starfleet Academy shirt, comfortable sweat pants to complete the seemingly unerotic appearance, and no underwear to spice things up a little. But this was not the only sexy surprise I had prepared for him.
I didn’t talk about this with Melissa, but I decided that today would be the day Henry and I would have sex without a condom for the first time. I had started to take the pill instead. Compared to the bad experiences I had made with the pill when I first took it as a teenager, I couldn’t complain this time around. It didn’t kill my libido and it actually made the pain during my period a bit more bearable.
I had initially told myself that I was doing this as a favor for him. But to be honest, I wanted to feel him coming inside me for a while now. I desired that extra level of closeness and intimacy. The truth is, I wanted to tell him that I loved him for the first time and removing that roughly 0.1mm thin barrier between us felt appropriate as a symbol for the growing connection between us. Melissa would probably say that I didn’t need such romantic sounding excuses if I just wanted to try raw dogging it, but feeling Henry inside me was more than just sex and pleasure to me. It felt deeply meaningful and I wanted to take that one step further tonight.
Since leaving the shower, I could hear the rain drumming against the windows. It had suddenly started to pour. Listening to the rain while I myself was safe and dry inside always relaxed me. My hair was barely dry when I heard the doorbell ring. I had given Henry his own spare key about two months ago, but he nevertheless always announced his arrival like that. I found it a bit amusing. What was the worst that could happen? Him accidentally running into me while I was naked? Nothing he hadn’t seen before there! Still, I appreciated the sentiment. No harm done when one cares, even if it’s not strictly necessary! I hastily lit some candles in the bedroom, then rushed into the hallway to greet him. I wasn’t a second too late when the door in front of me opened.
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I slowly opened the door. And there she was to greet me, just like always when I came to her place. It was my birthday and seeing her beam at me in anticipation - that was the real gift. Her appearance made me chuckle. I had expected her to dress-up a little for today, instead she'd gone into the opposite direction. Sweat pants and a Starfleet Academy shirt? What’s not to love? It was clear to me that she had showered not too long ago. Her long black hair was dry already, but it spread the scent of her almond shampoo wherever she moved. I couldn’t help but stare at her shirt for a moment. Her nipples greeting me through the fabric made it very clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She stepped closer to me, putting her arms around my neck.
“Happy birthday, Henry.”
Before I could answer her, she leaned in for a kiss. I noticed immediately that she was not about to take any prisoners today when her tongue darted into my mouth. I reciprocated her eagerness by putting my hands on her hips and pulling her closer to me. We’d been together for 6 months now, but my fascination with her was still the same as on our first date. She seemed to have a hold on my soul that made me wonder whether witches were real after all. It took a while, but that kiss came to an end after all.
“Thanks, I was looking forward to seeing you all day.”
She was still standing close to me. Her hands had buried themselves in my hair during our kiss.
“You got a little wet there, it seems. Do you need a towel?”
I shook my head in response.
“Nah, it started pouring just as I was getting here, but I got lucky. I was almost at your door when it hit.”
She sighed softly. I knew she wanted to remind me about the umbrella she had bought me three months ago, but she was letting it go. A little birthday privilege, I guessed. Instead she hugged me closely, pressing her body against mine. She held on to me tightly, inhaled me audibly as if we hadn’t seen each other in years.
“I wouldn’t mind getting out of these damp clothes though if you can help me with that.”
My hands wandered from her hips a little lower and grabbed her cute little behind. I was sure she must have felt my growing erection against her stomach. She burst out laughing. I could feel the tremor of it ripple through her body.
“What’s so funny?”
As she shook her head in response, I could feel her nose brush against my neck.
“Nothing, you just reminded me that I gave Melissa too little credit for how well she knows you. Let me close that door first.”
With an amused smile on her lips she went to close the door. She gave Mrs. Carlson, one of her neighbors who cast us a disdainful look as she was leaving her apartment, a cheerful wave. Then we were hidden from judgmental eyes, truly alone.
“I got something for you.”
I pulled what I got for her out of the bag I brought with me.
“You do realize you’re supposed to get gifts, not give them on your birthday, right?”
She was in a playful mood. I liked seeing her like this.
“Yeah, yeah, I know. But this was a bargain.”
Her eyes lit up like a child’s on Christmas when she recognized the first print Wonder Woman comic she had been hunting for forever.
“No way, where did you get this?!”
Her excitement was infectious.
“I saw some old lady selling it. I think she didn’t realize what she had on hand there.”
Her expression changed from glee to concern.
“Wait, you didn’t rip off some nice old lady, did you?”
That was so like her. Seeing her worry about this stranger she never met, I knew exactly why I loved her so much.
“First, she wasn’t that old. And second, no, I just paid her what she asked. It’s not like I tried to haggle the price even further down. I know she could have asked 200 bucks for this, but it’s not like we’re talking life altering money here.”
I could see her sense of morality wrestle with her excitement on her face.
“Hmm… alright. Thank you so much. Now, let me grab your gift, birthday boy!”
As she walked past me, she brushed her index finger against my nose - a teasing little gesture that made my chest ache. I followed her trajectory with my eyes. God, she was cute swaggering away fetching whatever gift she had gotten for me. I took off my shoes and coat, then followed her to the bedroom. I was almost there when she reappeared with a neatly wrapped gift in hands. It was a fairly large box and the shape gave me a pretty good idea what it might be.
“Here, for you. I hope you like it.”
I was sure I would. I hadn’t seen Danica buy a bad gift even once, neither for me nor for anybody else. The wrapping paper was covered in delicate floral patterns, tied with a pink ribbon. A feminine touch, unmistakably hers. The box was wrapped meticulously, no wrinkles, no rough edges. The kind of gift that seems to be too pretty to unwrap before curiosity ultimately gets the better of you anyway. I demonstratively shook the box once, listening to the sounds the box made. There wasn’t much to hear. Whatever was inside didn’t seem to have much room to move. I finally began to unwrap my gift, careful not to destroy the wrapping paper.
“Oh come on, you’re opening this like it’s a virgin during her first time. No need to be so gentle, just rip it open!”
Danica was getting impatient. I understood why. When you put a lot of care into choosing a gift for someone, you can’t wait to see their reaction to it. So I followed suit and ravaged that package like I couldn’t care less about preserving the paper.
“This is amazing! I wanted to get this figure for months now!”
I held in my hands an original Star Trek The Next Generation Jean Luc Picard figure - 1 to 6 scale. I had my eye on it for a while now, but I had told myself that it was too expensive. I balanced the box on my right hand and hugged Danica with my free left arm.
“Thank you so much. You’re the best!”
I could feel her breath on my cheek as she inched closer with her mouth to my ear.
“That’s not my only gift for you.”
What more could there possibly be? Her voice was nothing but a breathless whisper now.
“I want you to come inside me today.”
“Finally!”
My cock jumped immediately in my pants, a reaction that seemed to please Danica. She nibbled on my ear, and I could feel her grin forming against my skin as she kept going. I placed my hands on her shoulders and gently urged her to take a step back. Staring into her trusting green eyes, I asked her.
“You sure about this?”
She nodded, not breaking eye contact for a second.
“Absolutely! And it’s not just a gift to you. I want this. I want… you, all of you.”
“How precious! Shall we find out whether she can handle truly all of you?”
Sometimes I had these intrusive thoughts I had learned to ignore. Since I met Danica they had become less frequent, ultmately appearing to have disappeared altogether. Why they were resurfacing now, I had no idea. But I decided to pay them no mind, just like in the past.
“I’d very much like to show you all of me.”
