Thank you craigslist!

This all started about two days ago, from when I began writing this story (March 3, 2010). I had the house all to myself for the weekend, my mom was out of town, and was feeling a little lonely and horny. I logged onto craigslist to try and find some company the night. I found an ad where some girl was asking people what they would do to her if they were locked in a room alone with her. She didn’t have any pictures or description, just the question of the locked room. At this point I was so horny I didn’t care what she looked like, I wanted sex god damn it. So I responded saying “If I were alone in a locked room with you I would fuck you until neither of us could move any more, and if you’re into this kind of thing I may even torture you for a while.”

The email I got back from her asked how I would torture her. I described it to her is great detail, not putting the details here yet, but don’t worry I’ll tell you soon enough. She emailed me back again practically begging me to actually do the things I said I’d do to her, and she wanted a pic of me. I sent her my pic asking for one in return. I didn’t get one, instead I got an email that just said “I’m not sending you a pic, we went to high school together I’m coming over now don’t worry about giving me your address I already know where you live. I think you’ll be surprised at who I am.”

This was a little odd to me, I graduated about a year and a half, almost 2 years ago now, and I haven’t talked to very many people I went to school with, although I think most everyone knew I was in community college and was still living with my mom. I just hoped it was one of the girls I thought was hot in high school, but never asked out. She got to my house about half an hour after the last email.

I opened the door nervously. She was right I was surprised at who it was. It was Sarah Good, AKA Captain Christian, wearing tight jeans that went all the way up her long legs and conformed perfectly to her plump, juicy ass and a tight red t-shirt that made her D cup breasts look even larger than I remembered them. The hottest and most overly religious girl at our high school. “Hi Darren, I’ve been a bad girl, can I come in.”

I knew the many dirty fantasies I had about her in high school were about to come true. So I grabbed her by the arm and forced her in the house. I didn’t bother asking how she got from Captain Christian to dirty girl because at that point I didn’t care, she wanted this and I’m going to give it to her.

I slammed the door shut behind her.