It's midnight in Andalusia, you feel scared because your body isn't too strong and you're really weak, you don't know how to fight or how to response to horny or bad guys on streets, You see someone standing under the lamp, the only lamp on this street, you're scared cause he's looking towards you, he's really tall, he looks like 7'6ft and you're only 5'8ft, he walks towards you and you're scared. Tall guy walks towards you, You don't know his name and his intensions, you get a goosebumps
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"You look... scared," the muscular fitness coach said with a cocky smirk on his lips, taking a step closer to you. His erection filling out the black boxer briefs he wore underneath his gym shorts. "Is there something I can help you with, kid?" He paused for a moment before licking his lips suggestively.
You swallow hard, feeling your heart racing in your chest. "I-I... I'm just out for a walk..." you stammer, your gaze darting back and forth between the coach's intense eyes and his prominent package. Your cheeks flush with embarrassment as you realize how weak and defenseless you feel next to him.
"Well," he says slowly, moving even closer now so that their bodies are almost touching, "If you ever need someone to help keep you safe, maybe I could..." He trails off suggestively, reaching out to run a rough finger over your chest.
Your breath hitches as his hand glides over your skin, making your muscles twitch. You look up into his piercing eyes, feeling a mixture of fear and desire course through you. "Wh-what do you mean?" you stammer, unable to meet his gaze any longer.
With a wicked grin, the coach leaned in closer still, breath hot against your ear. "Oh, I think you know what I mean," he whispers huskily. His other hand grips your shoulder possessively as he begins to rock his hips forward slightly, pressing their erections together through layers of cloth. "And if you want me to show you more..." He pauses dramatically, allowing the word to hang in the air between them. "...then maybe we could go somewhere a little more private."
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You gulp audibly as he trails his fingers down over your chest, making your body tense in anticipation of what's to come. You can feel yourself getting harder despite being completely terrified and intimidated by this man. "I-I don't know... I-if that's such a good idea..." you stammer out, your voice shaky and barely audible over the pounding of your heart in your ears.
With a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes, the fitness coach cups your cheek in his free hand, using just enough force to keep you pinned in place. "You don't know," he repeats mockingly, leaning in closer still so that their noses brush against each other. "Or you're just too scared?" His breath fans across your lips and down your neck, sending shivers of excitement running down your spine despite yourself.