Just a fantasy I've always had, not one I'd ever act on...hope you enjoy.
It's late, well after midnight, all is dark and quiet as I slip undetected into the house. I silently move from room to room, ever searching for what I came here for in the soft moonlight streaming in through the windows. Finally I open a door to find my prize--the woman I've seen so many times, out in her yard, jogging the neighborhood. The woman I've been fantasizing about since the moment I laid eyes on her.
I stop for a moment, taking in the beauty of the scene. She's lying in bed on her side, facing away from me, a thin white cotton sheet drawn over her legs up to her waist, wearing a loose white tee shirt with, I suspect, nothing else underneath. Her long, silky chestnut hair cascades in waves down her pillow. Her full, supple breasts slowly rise and fall with the breath of her deep slumber.
I creep to the edge of her bed and slowly pull the sheet aside. Her tee shirt barely covers the swell of her beautifully sculpted ass. Her long, well-toned legs are well-tanned and amazingly, irresistably smooth. I slowly reach out my hand and run it slowly, gently up the outer part of her thigh, moving her shirt out of my way and exposing her heavenly ass to me, no panties to obscure my view.
Suddenly, her breathing stops. She stirs. Her head turns towards me and she starts to gasp, but my hands move quickly--one to her throat, the other to her mouth. I lean forward, bringing my face within inches of hers.
"Don't scream. Don't fight. Don't resist. Do what I say and I won't hurt you. Understand?" She nods, her eyes wide with fear, starting to fill with tears as realization sets in. I remove my hand from her mouth, still pinning her to the bed by her throat, and remove a small coil of thin nylon rope from my pocket. "Don't move." I let go of her neck and grab both her wrists, bring them up to the head of the bed. Working quickly, expertly, I tie her hands to her bedpost, rendering her utterly defenseless.
"Please..." she says, choking up as the tears begin to stream down her face, "please don't do this. Don't do this--take anything you want, I won't call anyone, just don't do this--"
"I'm taking the ONLY thing I want. Don't try to argue."
"No, listen, I'll do anything, I--"
"That's right, you will." I drop my pants and boxers, freeing my raging erection. I move up onto the bed, kneeling next to her head as I grab her hair and pull her face towards me. "Open your mouth. Now." She tries to pull away, but she has no escape. Slowly, reluctantly she accepts her fate, opens her mouth as I force her down onto my thick, eight-inch cock. The tears are flowing freely now from her tightly-shut eyes, and she sobs as I pull her head into me, meeting her halfway with a thrust of my hips, making her gag as I rape her mouth. Each thrust feels like heaven, the wet warmth of her mouth, lips, and tongue enveloping my head and shaft.
With my free hand I reach down, still fucking her face as I slip my fingers between her legs. Immediately she tries to squeeze them shut, but my hand is already in place and I start to stroke her slit, slowly, from top to bottom and back. She opens her eyes and gives me a look of pure hatred as my I feel her pussy start to get wet. I smirk, and slip two fingers inside her, fucking her pussy with my hand and grinding her clit against my palm while my cock is fucking her face. As I'm pumping her with my fingers her arousal becomes undeniable, my hand soaking in her sweet juices while she sucks my cock. Now, despite the look of pure hatred in her eyes, I can feel her vagina clamp down on my fingers as I bring her to the brink of orgasm. Suddenly her whole body shudders, she squeezes my fingers so hard it almost hurts, and her juices are flowing freely down my hand and onto her sheets.
And suddenly I realize I'm not fucking her face anymore--she's sucking me off of her own accord, and getting into the act. Her tongue swirling around my head before she plunges back down to take my entire length is driving me absolutely crazy. I quickly pull away, slide my fingers out of her pussy and position myself between her legs. Kneeling between her wide-spread thighs, I grab her by the hips, lift her up, and slam my cock as deep as I can in a single thrust. A moan escapes her lips as I pound her again and again, unrelenting in my assault on her helpless--and now saturated--pussy. She clutches the headboard, unable to do anything but watch as I use her as my personal toy. I feel her second orgasm building, edging closer and closer as her sobs are replaced with moans of ecstasy. This quickly becomes too much for me to take. Ravaging her ever harder, ever faster, I finally slam my cock into her up to the hilt and explode inside of her even as her pussy clamps down on my throbbing, gushing dick in a climax that finally makes her scream.
Breathing heavily, I rest my hands on the mattress on either side of her and slowly pull out, feeling our combined juices leak all over the sheets. I reach up and untie the rope binding her hands, her wrists now raw from her earlier resistance. Through shallow, raspy breath she finally manages to ask, "Are you done? Will you stop now?"
I smile deviously, sliding one hand under the small of her back and lifting. "Not on your life. Turn over."
To be continued...
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