It was a cold, rainy night over her house. She, with nothing to do, and no friends available, sat on her bed in a tank top and underwear, reading a book. She was definitely cute. About 5’4, 115 lbs. A smallish brunette with shapely breasts and an ample backside. And her reading glasses gave her a sophisticated look that only added to her cuteness. But little did she know, her night was about to take a drastic turn into the wild and unexpected.
She hadn’t been expecting any visitors, especially on a night like this. So you can imagine her surprise when she heard a few punctuated raps at her door. Startled, she slipped on a tiny pair of shorts and made her way to the front door. She peeked through the peephole, only to find something even more surprising…no one. She opened the door just to make sure. “Probably some idiot kids playing ding-dong-ditch”, she thought to herself. Upset, she marched back into her room, settled down on her bed, and began reading again. But not more than five minutes passed before she heard the knocks at her door again. She stumbled to the door and checked the peephole again. And again, she found no one. “I must be hearing things”. Clearly frustrated, she stomped back to her room. But before she could make it halfway down the hallway, she heard the knocks once again, clear as day. Determined to find out who has been putting her through all of this grief, she sprinted full speed to the door. “I’ll catch those little bastards this time”. She arrived at the door and ripped it open so hard it nearly flew off its hinges. And what she found nearly made her heart stop.
Before her in the rain stood a dark, cloaked figure. He was at least a foot taller than her, and easily twice her weight. Not knowing what else to do, she let out a blood-curdling scream. But the man leaped into her house, and his hand stifled her scream before anyone else could hear it. He slammed the door shut, put her over his shoulder, and navigated her house until he found her bedroom. She tried desperately to escape, kicking and punching at him wildly, but nothing seemed to affect him. He just strode purposefully to her bedroom…he was on a mission, and nothing was going to stop him from claiming his prize.
They finally arrived at the bed, and dropped her down onto it. It seemed like she fell forever, but when she hit the bed, she instantly bolted upright and tried to make a run for it. But he was a step ahead of her, grabbing her arms and slamming her back down onto the bed. She sat there screaming and kicking while this powerful man took complete control of her. He settled down on the bed between her legs, and they both knew what was coming next. Try as she may, she couldn’t break free, and she could see his massive erection bulging against his jeans. But then, something happened that surprised her even more than this man being here in the first place.
“Don’t worry, everything will be alright”, he said in a deep voice that sounded strangely familiar to her.
“Who are you? What do you want with me?” she pleaded.
The man removed his long black coat and she couldn’t believe her eyes. It was her mischievous boyfriend, staring her down with a smug little grin on his face. She sat there in tears, but now tears of joy. Now, knowing that it was just her boyfriend lying on top of her, she could rest easy…or could she?
“Whoa, don’t think you got off the hook that easy. Ever since I saw you wearing that tiny little skirt and that revealing little top at the mall today, I knew I wouldn’t be satisfied until I had my way with you”. They had had sex before, but there was something different in his eyes tonight. A fiery passion. An inner primitiveness. An animal waiting to be set free. This would be a night she would not soon forget.
Still holding down her arms, he began to move his body closer to hers. She could feel her heart pounding like it could break out of her chest at any second. And within seconds, he was kissing and biting at her neck furiously. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. Her nipples became instantly erect, poking through her tiny t-shirt. Then he moved toward her full lips and locked them with his. They kissed deeply, their tongues wrestling inside their mouths…his won. He let go of her arms just long enough to sit her up and rip her shirt off of her. Her bare breasts dangled freely between them, her nipples seeming to breathe a sigh of relief. But before she could even think, she was pinned against her bed once again. Again, he was tearing at her neck. He began to make his way ever so slowly down to her soft breasts. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on it long and hard. She felt his tongue playing with it inside his mouth. She even felt him nibble at it lightly a few times. She was sweating now. Breathing very deeply. He was being unusually rough with her tonight. She usually had to beg him to rough her up a little bit…but she sure as hell wasn’t complaining right now. He moved on to her other breasts and took the nipple into his mouth. If there was one thing that she loved, it was when he played with her nipples. It just did all the right things to her. She could feel her underwear getting wetter and wetter by the second. As if reading her mind, he began to kiss his way down her stomach. She knew what was coming next…her favorite part of the day.
The first time he went down on her, he was very nervous. Now, it seemed like he enjoyed doing it more than she enjoyed receiving it. And as far as she was concerned, there was nothing wrong like that. She liked it almost as much as sex…almost.
He continued kissing down her stomach, now passing her belly button. He lingered there for a while, swirling his tongue around a little bit. But he couldn’t stay there too long…he was on a mission. He slid his hands under her body and proceeded to take off her shorts and underwear in one swift motion. He sat there for a moment and looked at his prize. She laid there, breathing hard, sweating, and staring him in the eyes. She looked more beautiful in those few moments than he could remember her. Then, his glance was averted downward, to her sweet, supple pussy, now dripping wet with excitement. He couldn’t wait any longer. He laid down on the bed, settling his head between her legs. He kissed and licked at her inner thighs for a little while. He liked to tease her, but frankly, he didn’t know how much more stalling HE could take. He dove right in. She threw her head back in ecstasy and let out a sensual moan. She closed her eyes and felt his lips and tongue fishing around inside her pulsating womanhood. He tugged on her lips with his tongue, licked every inch of her, and sucked on her quivering clit. Her wetness nearly had him drowning just a few minutes in, but he loved it. He swore to her that her juices were sweeter than anything he had ever tasted. She didn’t believe him, but they way he always acted when he did
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