Dear *fantasy* diary 🩸🏰 🌲 I was thinking that *becauuuse* .. (OnlyFans)

Dear *fantasy* diary 🩸🏰 🌲 
 
 I was thinking that *becauuuse* i’m going to be spending time camping the next few days and my mind is in a totally -fantasy- space at the moment (because i’m binge watching vampire series) 
 So today i was going to write a diary that was a little more fantasy fictional, because my lil’ brain has been non-stop ughgghfhhhh about horny naughty things (even more so than usual) andddd about more fantasy things too ;3 
 
 So, with that.. let me tell you about something that makes my panties wet 😵‍💫and you can tell me at the end if you like it ❤️ i’m going to keep it short and sweet :’) maybe if you like i’ll do part 2 hehe ^-^ 
 
 Sometimes I travel alone up to the city to see friends, and I love to stay in hotel rooms ❤️ something about them is so far away from home, but at the same time, exciting.. fresh and new.
 
 I took the train and arrived a little late, i was going to see my girl friend the next day but thought it would be a really good opportunity to go and do a little shopping, and maybe a little exploring.. ✨🎁 
 
 I got to my hotel just after midday, it was kind of cold out 🧊 , so it felt like a bit of a relief to be in the warm. I checked into my room smoothly, even though i usually get shy around people.. i managed to navigate my way around people at the front desk quite well.. but there was a slightly uncomfortable feeling.. I had it as soon as I set foot in the city, like someone.. or something watching me.. 🌙 
 
 I brushed it off, and soon felt the comfortable shelter of my little, bare room. A tv, shower, double bed a nice window view looking out onto the victorian styled buildings opposite.. i unpacked my small suitcase, mainly just filled with clothes for tomorrow.. a short black mini-skirt - a green wooly jumper and a black bralette. Two pairs of panties, one for comfort and one for well.. 👀 feeling nice about myself 😏 
 
 I spent a little time doing my make-up again in the bathroom, you never know who you might know, or run into when ur just walking around a city.. it’s a small world. 
 
 Make-up. Check. Perfume. Check. Purse. Check. Phone. Check. 
 
 I walked out to the boulevard below and into the city, the fresh brisk air almost a sigh of relief. I look to cross the road and down the street to a small café when a black coat brushes heavily past me, and a scent of something unfamiliar.. the smell or male aftershave but, something else that was faint.. i couldn’t quite tell what it was. This pale dark figure didn’t turn to check on me.. 
 
 My day got off to a good start, a new pair of cute black shoes.. a warm jam bagel from the cafe.. a tiny silver necklace in the shape of a rabbit, but still.. this feeling of uncertainty.. even though there were so many people around, i could sense.. someone staring at me. I looked around and thought to myself that i’m just overthinking, because i’m nervous being in a big city, but the feeling I couldn’t shake. 
 
 Before long, it was late afternoon. I could feel it because the wind was icier than earlier, and was humid.. i could feel it was about to rain, or at least it looked that way and headed back to the hotel. 🌧️ 
 
 The hotel was only two or three minutes away but the clouds opened, and I was soaked.. i mean drenched. My hair.. face.. jumper.. skirt.. i could even feel the cold water seep through into my panties. 
 Shivering I entered the hotel lobby, dripping water all over the marble floor. But, that smell appeared again, not a bad smell.. in some ways quite nice, but. The same one from earlier, i span around but the doors behind me slowly closed, no one. Just the weary looking man staffing the hotel desk. 
 
 “We have umbrellas you know” he called over to me. 
 “Thanks, maybe next time?” I replied, in a bit of a quiet (feeling sorry for myself) kind of tone. 
 
 “Someones wet”
 A deeper, quieter voice from behind me. 
 I span around, and a tall, pale man with wet black hair and strong features stood less than a foot away from me. 
 I couldn’t reply. I was shocked. I just looked behind me, there was nobody.. i didn’t hear the doors open again, what? 
 
 “I said you’re wet” 
 His slightly pale pink lips smirked as his dark blue eyes pierced into mine. 
 
 “Y-y-yes” i could barely mumble a response, and just as the words left my mouth he cut in.. placing his large hand on my wet head “I’m just teasing.” 
 
 My mind was racing, i didn’t know whether to shout, push him, reply or just walk off.
 “Oh, i do like it when you get excited” 
 He quietly whispered as he walked past me, entered the elevator and disappeared to the sounds of a clank as the doors closed.
 
 What just happened?! My heart was pounding in my chest. Okay, let’s just get to my room, i thought to myself, rationally. Rationally.. calmly.. okay. 
 
 The door clicked, and shivering I grabbed a towel and sat on my bed. I pulled off my soaking up jumper.. throwing it to the floor, my tiny wet, hard nipples pushing out of my soaking white cropped vest. Pulling down my skirt I felt the rush of cold as air rushed against my wet panties. 
 
 I stripped naked, and lay back onto the bedsheets, wrapped in a warm towel. 
 What just happened? Who was that? 
 Have they been following me? Do I know them? I needed a drink. 
 
 I got dressed in my clothes I had planned for tomorrow, turned on the tv and sat on the bed, pouring a glass of wine from the little bar mini-fridge in the room, my black wet eye-liner smudged and looking a little bit tired.. i made my way through a few glasses.. naughtily. 
 
 Feeling a little tip-sy and after scrolling through my phone I put it down, turned down the lights and put on the tv, and ordered some food on the hotel app to come a little later. 
 
 Again, I felt that feeling, that odd feeling of being watched. I rushed over and pulled my blinds closed as I heard a knock at the door. “Food” my tip-sy little brain responded and changed my focus. 
 
 As I pulled the door sharply open, I let out a shallow, quick gasp. He was standing there, the overwhelmingly large, pale, dark haired stranger. I went to push the door shut but a deep, firm “wait” paused my movement, almost like a remote would pause the tv. As if I was almost compelled to. 
 
 “Are you not going to invite me in?”
 “W-w-wh-yes” i could barely respond, my heart thundering in my chest. He carefully, and in a gentle but firm manner moved past me, closing the door with a quick shift of his hand. 
 
 He was in my room, a stranger I didn’t know. I was facing my door still, and he stood behind me. 
 
 “Turn around” again in a deep, firm voice, but with a soft-playful chord. 
 I followed his command, pushing against it. Why can’t I stop myself? 
 His dark blue eyes staring softly at me. 
 A smirk appeared again, and slowly the words fell from them.. “on.. your.. knees”
 I fell to the floor in slow motion, why can’t i stop. 
 
 Looking up at him with nervous, fearful eyes, he slowly unbuckled his belt, and his black jeans fell to the floor. “W-what are you doing?” With all my strength I could barely whisper the words. 
 “I like you” he replied, calmly, sternly. 
 
 A strange sense of warmth came over me when he said that, like for some reason i know him and was trying to earn his approval. 
 “Open your mouth” he sharply followed up. 
 My mouth dropped open immediately, not having time to think my saliva pooled out and over my bottom lip, drooling over my short skirt and legs. 
 
 His dropped his pants, sliding down his built, strong legs a huge, veiny thick pale cock cast a shadow across my face. 
 I couldn’t speak, my mouth open, my eyes wide opened in shock as he grasped the back of my hair firmly with his hand and pulled my slimey, drooling mouth towards it. 
 I could feel myself, bright red and blushing, helpless. 
 
 A sharp exhale of air pushed out of my nose as it pushed into my mouth, firmly. Sliding to the back of my soaking wet throat as I let a tear roll down my face. I gagged and coughed as I felt my throat grip his pillar. I went to move my hands to push him away but as soon as I lifted them a strong, louder “behave” soon dropped them back to the ground. 
 
 My eyes rolled as I felt my throat bulge as he pulled my head towards him, before slowly pulling out, leaving a trail of spite and slime falling from his cock onto my lap. I was breathing heavily, panting like a helpless kitten. 
 
 “Good girl” the words came out softly, nurturing. A wave of ecstasy shot through my body as I squirted a small amount of cum into my pants, a mixture of absolute fear and pleasure. 
 
 “Unzip your skirt”
 I scrambled to barely undo the zip and the back as he descended on me, ripping my skirt off and pushing a pocket of hot air filled with the smell of my wet, creamy panties into the room. 
 
 He lifted me up by my arms and with speed and power like I’ve never felt threw me down onto my hotel bed. Pulling my pants clean off in a swift motion. I laid there, unable to move but by his command, as he pulled off his jacket and shirt, revealing a strong, lean torso and thick muscular arms. 
 
 I could feel my juices slowly slide down onto the crisp white sheets. Leaning over me, he pulled my jumper and tee shirt off. Leaving me, naked from head to toe apart from my tiny black lacey bralette. He pushed his pale, cold lips into mine and softly bite my lip as his hands made quick work of my bra. 
 
 He slide my body towards him across the bed, his hands firmly around my waist and pushed my legs apart with his. My pink, warm, wet dripping pussy laying completely, and totally open. Quivering, i tried to say a word but nothing came out. 
 
 He brushed his giant cock against my pussy as it slid, smoothly up over my clit. His cock creating a shadow over my stomach. He pushed his hands down over mine, trapping my hands on the sheets, his cock twitching. 
 I looked up at the ceiling, scared, nervous, as I felt my tight hole pulled apart by his massive cock. I could feel it twitching as it pushed deep in my soaking hole, my pussy barely able to handle it. 
 
 I let out a loud, uncontrollable moan before he sealed my lips with his, i could feel his cock push up into my stomach and my legs naturally locked around his waist. It felt absolutely unreal. My hips started moving on their own, grinding against his waist with his cock fully in me. I let soft, sharp moans out into his mouth as he kissed me, while slowly pounding my tiny pussy into the bed. 
 
 I arched my back as I let his hand reach under my lower back as he pulled me up off the bed with one arm, pulling me into him whilst slowly railing my last tip-sy little brain cell out. I could feel my legs shake and quiver as I screamed a short “fuck” as I squirted a hot stream of cum from my pussy onto his cock, dripping down all over the sheets. 
 
 He pushed his head into my neck, opening his mouth as he bit down hard onto my neck. I could barely feel the pain, but I knew it was hard. The feelings mixed together as my pupils enlarged, becoming a mindless slave to this stranger. I bounced my hips back and forth, my pussy squirting hard onto his cock. 
 
 I closed my eyes, and suddenly heard a knock at the door. I fell to the bed, and with a snap back to reality opened them. 
 No-one was there. No-one was in my room. I was a cum-stained euphoric mess laying on my bed and all I heard through the door was “food delivery”
 
 What the fuck is happening? 
 I got dressed quickly, made my way to the bathroom to put on some clothes and as I looked in the mirror.. 
 
 i noticed two, small little red fang holes in my neck, and a note which said, “see you again, very soon”.