1. Inner Monster


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: Echo55kilo, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    useful advice welcome - if you enjoyed it i'll take that too. Inner monster- He loved the summer, hate the heat but loved what it did. He was a cold weather person. The cold kept people inside, kept them from looking around. Kept them from looking at others, at him. He could hide his shape in the cold. But in the summer in the heat… it was harder to hide one’s shape thus hiding Himself. But oh what the summer did to others. In the heat they would take clothes off, show skin, show bodies, show off all the effort they put into themselves. He enjoyed this greatly in some. In others he was an appalling urge to… to… He didn’t even know. His newest joy, the what that had his attention now was special. She had the body that made you look. It wasn’t fake, wasn’t fixed. It was a natural clean body that made you smile at it. He work as a consultant, work in a little office in a little strip mall. As he moved city to city, place to place he would get a new space, most times a new person to answer phones, take care of the little things for him. This current one was a nothing, he found no joy and no appalment either. If that is even a word. Now the one that had his eye… that was something else. His monster growled just thinking about her. At the end of the strip mall was a little store, like a gas station but no gas. They did have a little hot lunch counter. Nothing big just some little things. He had seen her walk past his window after work one night, late after dark. The spring and ...
    speed in her step catch his attention from the corner of his eye. She held her head high, moving with a air that she was in charge. He didn’t think much of it, thinking she was passing by. He found her again a few days later. Working the counter at the shop. Very cute, simple, shy, short but prideful. He didn’t talk to her more than the normal stuff. She was dress nicely, covering herself only hinting at her body. He began to watch for her, started to learn her schedule. He adjusted to hers. She had set a pattern now. He was hoping she didn’t, he wanted this hard on him not easy. He never spoke to her to give her interest in him. But he heard things, watched and learned. After a few weeks he knew where she lived, just a few blocks away. Alone in a small place. Just an apartment, in the back. Same way home each time. No car that he could tell. As he kept watching over time he knew one of three people would come and take her to the store for groceries once a week. Maybe a little other shopping too. Now and then she would walk home with a box, UPS, from work. He was careful and didn’t think she knew he was watching her. She was always polite to him, to everyone really. Men, well boys really would hit on her at work. He could see them, hear them. She didn’t pay them any attention to amount to anything. He didn’t try. He was OK looking, not great. In fact he tried hard to keep from being memorable really. He almost had a problem one night. He didn’t see her leaving, figured he missed ...
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