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If you're under 18, this is not for you; skip or erase the file. Stay in
school. Say no to drugs.
The following is a work of fiction containing
scenes of graphic sex of various kinds, most of which are nc, kinky, and/or
downright weird. The actions depicted are not from or for real
life.
Content is my own (Monocle), copyright 2002, (as are the typos, and
spelling & grammar errors). Any resemblance to persons or events living or
dead or stories already written is purely coincidence. The reader is free
and welcome to copy and circulate this file in free legal forums, as long as
this disclaimer is included and no alterations to it or the content are
made.
Hope you like
it.
Monocle
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Nightmares and Visions
(36-40) by Monocle nc various caution
Short vignettes and scenes. Most have
the darker elements of nc, bond, etc.
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Nightmares
and Visions by Monocle
More anonymous e-mails from my collection. I still
don't know their originator(s), but the themes remain.
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36.
Alone in my room, ass stuck high in the air, knees spread wide on the bed, I
stroked the dildo in my sopping pussy, just how I liked it. I muffled my
voice in the pillows to keep the noise down. Each vein of the fake cock slid
deliciously along my clutching passage as I pushed it deep and dragged it
out. Close to cumming, I teased myself by slowing down whenever the telltale
fluttering in my belly started. Soon I was trembling and almost beside
myself. This time I wasn't going to stop. I didn't slow down as I felt it
coming. I arched my back and groaned low as I readied, fingers poised on the
vibrator dial... Then, to my great annoyance, the stupid thing popped out! I
cursed out loud and quickly groped for it between my legs aching to get it
back where I needed it so badly.
As I reached for the dildo, two hands grabbed my hips. Before I realized
anything else, a fat cockhead pressed against my slit and plowed into me
with one fierce thrust. It was hotter, fatter, and longer than my dildo, and
it shoved in all the way in one hard motion, stopping as a muscled, hairy
belly smacked into my upturned ass. I grunted explosively and tried to rise
up on my elbows, but the hands roughly pulled me forward off the cock,
upsetting my balance, then yanked me back, impaling me again with a slap.
The unseen intruder immediately set to fucking me, fast and rough. I
couldn't catch my breath to fight or protest. And I'd taken myself so close
to orgasm, teased myself for so long, that my body wouldn't listen to me.
After less than a minute of deep, relentless slamming, I did scream - in
climax. My pussy squeezed and shuddered around the stranger's meat, and
through the crashing waves of pleasure I felt the cock swell further and
explode within me, streaking my confused ecstasy with stripes of fear. My
body convulsed as I tried to simultaneously get away from and fuck myself
further onto the spurting shaft. Whatever my net effort, the strong hands
kept my hips pulled firmly back, the cock fully embedded as it emptied its
load into me.
I was too stunned to react when the deflating pole slid out and the hands
released me. Gravity alone slowly drew my hips to the bed, my spread legs
lax. I didn't register the carefully placed dildo sliding into me until I
was already fully impaled on it. Panting, and whining, I tried to lift my
hips up and let it fall out, but a restraining hand on the small of my back
kept me down. I couldn't even muster the energy to close my legs. My head
was too heavy with exhaustion, fear, and shame to let me look back.
The bed shifted as a body moved off - I hadn't noticed him climb on while I
was masturbating. I heard the door open, then a pause. Something brushed
against the bit of dildo still outside me. Stars flashed in front of my eyes
as the vibrator sprang to life. I didn't hear the door close...
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37.
The warm hand continues circling around my belly as the cock fucks me. Each
circle seems to draw the steady strokes deeper inside me. At the bottom arc,
a finger might graze my clit, or get caught between my pubic mound and the
heavy balls as they slap forward. Another hand holds my left breast,
squeezing and using it as a grip to pull me back onto the long shaft. I
barely notice the cruel pinching of my nipple. I hardly feel the fat member
thrusting into my vagina. The splayed fingers on my belly have all my
attention. The harsh whisper in my ear forces my focus, quietly emphasizing
random words as the cock pushes deep into me.
"...pretty girl... tummy so flat... so strong. Strong muscles... trying to
hold me out... keep me from... fucking into your cunt... Can't... Fucking
you... Fill you up.. with cock... with my cum... Put a baby into you... Grow
your flat belly... big and round..."
My stomach contracts at the words, my inner muscles straining, but the
circling continues. The words rise and fall with the fucking, pausing and
running together with irregular emphasis and punctuation.
"Can't stop me... No condom... no pill... no period... Ripe and waiting...
to be fucked... to be filled up... to make a baby"
My hands are tied together and fastened somehow to the headboard in front of
me. I can't escape. But I'm trapped as much by the force and command of the
words as by physical restraint.
"Cunt squeezing me... trying to stop me... push me out... or... cunt wants
me... wants to be fucked... likes it... Trying to make me... shoot my juice
into you... I will..."
"Mmmmgpphhh" is all I can muster into the tape across my mouth. My muscles
are working by themselves - my body trying to push out the unwelcome
intrusion. My head hangs down below my arms and I can see past the cruel
kneading of my tit, to the maddening hand gently caressing my stomach, and
beyond it the red shaft drawing out and sliding into the tangle of my pubic
hair.
"Oh yeah... Cunt likes me... wants me to cum... Soon... Soon now... Nice,
smooth, hard muscles...Going to grow... big and round... fat with baby. "
I give a muffled whine. His pace is increasing, becoming rougher. The grip
on my breast tightens; the hand on my belly presses me back into the
assault. I lift my head and rest it on an outstretched arm so I don't have
to watch.
"Knock you up... Fill your cunt... Seed your... pretty belly. Cumming..."
Tears are hot on my face. I try to move away, but can't. I'm helpless
against the inevitable.
"Cumming... CUMMING... NOW"
He lunges forward and pulls me back. His cock swells and spits his semen
into me. I can feel the organ lurch and spasm with each ejaculation. He
still talks. Words grunted to the spurts of seed into my body.
"GrRRRah! Feel it! Cunt! Fuck! Cum! Baby! In! More! Yeah! Taken!
Pregnant!"
I shake with his words. I can feel it happening. I know it's true. He
throbs, and I can feel it all through my body, he slides back and forth a
few more times in me. I shudder at the gooey-slick feeling.
"Ohhhhh yesss... very nice. You took it all, didn't you. All my juice into
hour hungry cunt. You'll make a fine Mommy. Let me see that tummy one more
time. And those fine titties before they get big with milk"
The spent, softening shaft finally slurps out. I'm unceremoniously pushed
over to roll onto my back. I can't see the face of my baby's father through
the tears.
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38.
I moaned as the web entangling me moved to reposition my body once again.
The daily ritual began as usual with helpless foreboding as the soft,
steel-strong filaments me raised me from prone to reclining. They drew my
arms behind me to either side, arching my back and causing my swollen
breasts and huge belly to jut out. My legs were made to bend at the knees
and spread widely apart, exposing me utterly. Even though I kept my eyes
closed this time, I could see in my mind, as much as feel, the smooth,
multi-jointed digits caress my stretched abdomen down to my puffy and
already moistening pussy. As always the fat tube at the confluence of the
digits settled between my forcibly parted legs to kiss flush up against my
cunt. The long fingers settled across my curving belly, thighs and buttocks
to hold the tube in place. The soft lip-like end of the tube molded itself
to a perfect impression of my vagina, touching me with absolute intimacy
over every possible nerve of my sensitive sex. Tiny manipulators gently
folded back the hood of my clit to allow it to be stimulated directly as I
shivered in fear... and anticipation. The vibration started as always,
gentle, just on my outer lips and button, bringing me into arousal and
self-lubrication. At some measured level, I could anticipate it now by a
fraction of a second, he tube-lips opened, spreading my labia with them as
the tongue-like shaft wormed its into my cunt. After an inch or two of
squirming and probing, the organ quivered and shot straight into me - the
plunge driving the thickening organ right up to my cervix, forcing a gasp,
then a despairing moan. My body was responding more rapidly and intensely as
my hope faded. Now it would fuck me until I came, then...
I startled in my bonds with the touches on my breasts. Recently, enough so
that I was still unused to it, a two-mouthed anemone-thing had begun to
suckle me as I was being fucked. My swollen breasts were far more sensitive
than normal, and the gentle nursing and caresses immediately sent new bolts
of pleasure through my body.
Everything holding, touching, and pressing into me felt warm and alive, but
the motions and timing had the calculated efficiency of machinery. It
didn't really matter what it was. The sucking on my breasts, the teasing of
my clit, the purposeful, tireless fucking - the raw, insistent,
single-minded pleasuring always broke through. Given enough time - and it
always took enough time - I could never prevent myself from cumming. I lost
to the fight more quickly each time. And as always, just as the orgasm
crashed over me, the tongue-cock pressed all the way into my violated womb
and pumped glob after glob of its alien jism into me. My inner muscles
contracted automatically around it, milking its spunk into me. Each spurt
seemed to fill and stretch my belly still more than before. I'd been
feeling like to burst for days now. Maybe soon I would.
This time, as the waves of the forced orgasm washed over me, I felt the
first pinpricks and flowing sensations of milk from my breasts. The nursing
immediately increased in intensity, as I gasped and sobbed between renewed
ecstatic spasms. The birth of whatever horror I was carrying was drawing
close...
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39.
She slept on her stomach, head resting on the pillow held in her arms. She
was dreaming, her eyes moving under closed lids. Whispering fog surrounded
the bed. It was flattering her; telling her how pretty she was, telling her
it loved her. It spoke sensual words of devotion and affection. It coaxed
her. Tendrils of mist caressed her sides and bottom. Slowly, she parted her
legs. The whispers approved and encouraged. Vaporous wisps brushed higher
inside her thighs. She gripped the pillow tighter in her sleep, and spread
herself wider. She raised her hips, turning her rear upward, exposing
herself to the swirling fog. Her vaginal lips glistened with her excitement
even as she slept.
The whispers continued, erotic and attentive, while around her the fog
changed. Veils and swirls condensed to solidity around her. Six limbs
congealed from the mist, two poised above her upper arms, two to either side
of her waist, and two behind the crooks of her bent knees. The hands had
four thick, talon-like fingers. The un-jointed limbs extended back from the
opening claws, disappearing in thick cloud where the shoulder would connect
to a body.
Three more swirls of mist condensed behind the woman as she slept fitfully,
her hips slowly gyrating in arousal. Two materializing shapes were phallic,
one thin and tapered, pointing at her puckered anus, the other below it
thick and veined, fat glans poking from an uncircumcised sheath. The third
shape, below the others, was a long, tongue-like slab of gleaming-wet flesh.
The tongue undulated and strained in the direction of the sleepers moist,
open labia. All three forms were of indeterminate length, fading from hard
corporeality back into swirling mist. All had the same sickly
yellow-brown-pink mottling as the claws.
I was titillated, even aroused by the scene, but I wanted to warn the woman.
To call out and wake her from her dream. To help her escape whatever was
seducing her in her sleep. She couldn't hear me.
As I watched, the larger organ throbbed and advanced on the open, waiting
pussy. The tongue-thing stretched out from below and slid slowly up and down
her trembling slit, coaxing the glistening inner lips open before seeking
her clit. The cock's putrid head, already oozing a thick yellowish fluid
from it's dilated opening, reached her pussy and pressed forward, forcing
her labia to flower open around it. Unyielding, inexorable, it stretched her
vagina around its thickness and began to slide in, inch by inch.
I had to stop it! I had to warn her!
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My whole body shuddered as I came half-awake. Pleasure wracked my body. Oh,
god, it felt good! Delicious licking at my clit. Mmmmm... my pussy slowly
getting stuffed full of hot meat, stretched more open and more full... and
more... Oh God! Full awareness blasted me as a giant cock pried me open,
forcing deeper with every heartbeat, thicker and longer than I'd ever had
before. I couldn't scream for groaning as it penetrated me. I tried to move
away, but six hands held me at my arms, waist and knees, keeping my rear and
pussy raised to the slow, unstoppable cock. I felt it bottom out inside me
and moaned at the obscene feeling of utter and complete fullness. Then a
smaller, slimy presence wormed its way onto my anus. It quivered, increasing
pressure until it defeated my protesting sphincter, Then it pushed,
squirming into my ass, finally tearing a scream from me.
The tongue scraped hard against my clit and I shrieked at the sting of raw
pleasure forcing its way along my nerves. I realized in a flash of horror
how close I was to cumming. Then the cocks started fucking...
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40.
The fog lifts and I shake my head to clear it. My face brushes smooth skin
to either side. I come wide-awake to see I'm staring up at a vagina poised
above my face. Other sensations come flooding in. The weight of a naked body
straddling mine. My hands locked to each other over her back, knees bent and
spread to either side of her, held open by more restraints. Her long hair
and breath tickling my own exposed pussy. Inches from the blonde-haired cunt
over me, a smooth, transparent plastic phallic shape points at the
vulnerable slit. A thinner version above it points at the brown pucker of
her rear entrance. This all hits in a few seconds, and before I can say or
do anything but gasp, a tinny voice speaks from a cheap loudspeaker.
"Ladies. I'm glad to see you're both awake at the same time. Here are the
rules. Whoever climaxes three times first looses. When you cum the first
time, your opponent gets some help - the big dildo will start fucking your
pussy. After the second climax, the smaller one will start working on your
ass. On the third orgasm, you lose. The big dildo will pump out a healthy
quantity of high quality semen. Needless to say it will be deep inside you
when it does so, right where it needs to be. I am pleased to inform you that
you are both ovulating right now, so chances of conception for the loser are
excellent."
During this speech, the transparent dildo fills with a thick, milky fluid.
Each sentence of the exposition piles one shock on top of the other. I can't
believe what I'm hearing.
"In case either of you are muliti-orgasmic, your opponent must let you come
down after you start. A tone will let you know when you can start again. If
you don't let up, you will be advanced one step toward losing immediately.
No biting allowed. If you cause your opponent physical pain or damage, you
automatically lose. Other than that, just have fun!"
Even through the low quality of the speaker, the mocking tone is obvious.
"Just remember, we're watching everything. Diane, Simone, You may begin."
Diane! My best friend. We'd been out together at that bar...
"Diane! Thank god it's you. Let's see if we can't get loose... Diane?
DIANE!"
A tongue furiously licks at my exposed pussy.
"Diane! STOP!"
She doesn't. I shudder as I feel my clit emerge from hiding only to be
attacked by a ravenous tongue. I feel revulsion, but my body responds
automatically. As far as I know, Diane is as heterosexual as I, but...
I squirm and heave, but I am unable to escape or dislodge Diane. I don't
know what to do. I look up. Diane's cunt is still right there. It looks
moist. I catch a whiff of scent. She is aroused. That bitch!
Shocks of unwelcome pleasure race up my spine. I shudder - both from how
good it feels and from mounting confusion and fear. I'm no lesbian, but I
have no choice. I close my eyes and bring my mouth to her sex. She gasps
and moans into me. The battle is on.
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Nightmares and Visions
(36-40)
by Monocle
Feedback to: monocle_o@NOTTHIS.hotmail.com
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stories from Monocle can be found
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