Other Fan Fiction ❯ Andy ❯ Mistaken ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Not4use 
Miscellaneous: Other Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.16.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 748 | Visits: 152 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Other Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.16.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 748 | Visits: 152 | Status: Completed
-It’s the ones you least expect-
I arrived at Andy’s house half an hour later, not sure about what to expect with his family being gone for the weekend. I rang the bell and waited.
“Em! Come in” he said. I went in and followed him to his room upstairs, normally where we attempt to beat each other in COD (call of duty) or some similar war game on the X-Box.
“What are out game plans for today?” I asked.
“Well” He said joining me on the bed, “we could do whatever you want.”
He put his hand on my leg, that’s new
“I could kick your ass in a game of COD,” I said starting to get up from the bed. “Wrestling eh?”
*We wrestle quite frequently.
“Mhmm…”
He started playing with the ties on my pants. Semi shocked I tried pushing him away as he put his hand down my pants. He crawled on top of me and held my arms down above my head with his right arm and began undoing his pants with his free hand. He leaned in to kiss me and I turned my face away.
I try pulling myself free as hes fumbling with his pants. This is not happening to me… It’s Andy! I try shoving him away with my legs, prying at my wrists. he doesn’t ease up. Fear immediately takes over my body. Then he brings his penis to my mouth. I clamp it shut and turn my head. So he doesn’t waste any time, he pulls down my pants past my ankles. Then he brings out a knife and cuts the thin strap of my panties. Running out of options I lean in to kiss him moving my tongue into his mouth. I bite down hard on his tongue.
He’s bleeding. He grabs my hair and rips my head into a backward tilt putting the knife to my throat. He cocks his head to the side and spits some blood to the floor. “Open your legs.” I keep them shut. He flips me onto my stomach and puts his mouth close to my ear. “You wont enjoy this” he whispered. I try getting myself free. I know what’s coming. He places one hand on my breast and the other on my thigh putting himself into me slowly, getting rougher as he moves back and fourth. I scream and dig my hands into the sheets begging for him to stop. he ignores me and closes his eyes feeling up my body with his warm hands. I grab at them and try pulling them away.
I begin to cry. He then pulls out and flips me over again. “Open your legs.” I kick him hared in the crotch and roll off the bed. He gets up slowly and I run for the door. As I grab for the handle he grabs my neck with his hand. He puts the knife to my throat slamming my head against the floor. He thrusts himself into me again. By now my neck and head are bleeding.
I’m groping at the floor and trying to push him off of me but he continues to move in and out forcefully. He grabs my arms and them down forcing himself deeper. I helplessly lie there as he takes advantage of my very being. I listen as his breath quickens and slows on the verge of constant extacy. Right when he thinks I’m giving in I kiss him hard and slow. Then I slap him hard across the face. In return he cracks open my mouth with his hand. Staring me in the eye. I slap him once more with all my strength causing him to bleed.
I get up and run to the door. It’s locked. He’s got the key. I lean against the door and fall to the floor. My eyes well up with tears and I hug my knees close to my body. I feel ashamed and afraid. Being satisfied he drops my clothes and the key onto the floor next to me. I put my clothes on in shock and then begin to slap him repeatedly still crying. I turn and leave the room, down the stairs, and out of the house forever.
I arrived at Andy’s house half an hour later, not sure about what to expect with his family being gone for the weekend. I rang the bell and waited.
“Em! Come in” he said. I went in and followed him to his room upstairs, normally where we attempt to beat each other in COD (call of duty) or some similar war game on the X-Box.
“What are out game plans for today?” I asked.
“Well” He said joining me on the bed, “we could do whatever you want.”
He put his hand on my leg, that’s new
“I could kick your ass in a game of COD,” I said starting to get up from the bed. “Wrestling eh?”
*We wrestle quite frequently.
“Mhmm…”
He started playing with the ties on my pants. Semi shocked I tried pushing him away as he put his hand down my pants. He crawled on top of me and held my arms down above my head with his right arm and began undoing his pants with his free hand. He leaned in to kiss me and I turned my face away.
I try pulling myself free as hes fumbling with his pants. This is not happening to me… It’s Andy! I try shoving him away with my legs, prying at my wrists. he doesn’t ease up. Fear immediately takes over my body. Then he brings his penis to my mouth. I clamp it shut and turn my head. So he doesn’t waste any time, he pulls down my pants past my ankles. Then he brings out a knife and cuts the thin strap of my panties. Running out of options I lean in to kiss him moving my tongue into his mouth. I bite down hard on his tongue.
He’s bleeding. He grabs my hair and rips my head into a backward tilt putting the knife to my throat. He cocks his head to the side and spits some blood to the floor. “Open your legs.” I keep them shut. He flips me onto my stomach and puts his mouth close to my ear. “You wont enjoy this” he whispered. I try getting myself free. I know what’s coming. He places one hand on my breast and the other on my thigh putting himself into me slowly, getting rougher as he moves back and fourth. I scream and dig my hands into the sheets begging for him to stop. he ignores me and closes his eyes feeling up my body with his warm hands. I grab at them and try pulling them away.
I begin to cry. He then pulls out and flips me over again. “Open your legs.” I kick him hared in the crotch and roll off the bed. He gets up slowly and I run for the door. As I grab for the handle he grabs my neck with his hand. He puts the knife to my throat slamming my head against the floor. He thrusts himself into me again. By now my neck and head are bleeding.
I’m groping at the floor and trying to push him off of me but he continues to move in and out forcefully. He grabs my arms and them down forcing himself deeper. I helplessly lie there as he takes advantage of my very being. I listen as his breath quickens and slows on the verge of constant extacy. Right when he thinks I’m giving in I kiss him hard and slow. Then I slap him hard across the face. In return he cracks open my mouth with his hand. Staring me in the eye. I slap him once more with all my strength causing him to bleed.
I get up and run to the door. It’s locked. He’s got the key. I lean against the door and fall to the floor. My eyes well up with tears and I hug my knees close to my body. I feel ashamed and afraid. Being satisfied he drops my clothes and the key onto the floor next to me. I put my clothes on in shock and then begin to slap him repeatedly still crying. I turn and leave the room, down the stairs, and out of the house forever.