It 's a warm Friday and I 'm driving around when I see this GORGEOUS woman come out of a building. She's wearing a garden pink blouse and forgetful black shirt. She has long hairsbreadth and red, red mouth. I ca n't say, but I think she is, wearing a bra, but she looks great up top. Looking down, no hose, so she 's either wearing panties, or zilch ! My cock stirs.

It 's depart time for you. Just another Friday afternoon. You are looking forward to the weekend ; the kids are going to grammas tonight and maybe you can convince her to keep them one Thomas More night and then you can give birth the shoes to yourself ; just you and your b/f ! You get in you car and do n't notice the black truck that was driving by but has stopped now. You start up your car, turn on the medicine and air, and drive house oblivious to your surroundings.

I watch as you drive off and call up, hmmm, VERY well dressed, nice car, hmmm, she probably has a few sawhorse, or at least some good material I could use ! ! I turn and follow you. Not too tightlipped, but close sufficiency to hold on you in view.

You drive and drive listening to the medicine and finally get dwelling house. You hop out of your car and walk inside. It 's been a foresightful week ! All you want right now is a drinkable and a bath ! But first, you have to withdraw the child to an over-nighter at grammas. You do n't mark the pitch-black truck parked just down the street !

I watched as you got out of your car. Nice long legs, but still could tell about the panty - I thought I caught a glimpse of bootleg, but could n't be sure enough. I could wait.

The swallow and bath would have to hold back. It was late. You gathered the shaver and get their stuff ready. It was 7 by the time you get them in the car. The black truck is gone.

Knowing where you live, I drive away, waiting for the cloak of darkness. I 've robbed a few topographic point ; yours seems like no difference. But why you I think ? What made me pick you ? I ca n't bring myself to thinking it, but deep down I know !

You dropped the fry off and stayed and visited a bit too long. It 's getting late ; it 's been a loooong week. It 's dark by the time you get home. You drive the right way by the mordant truck, but pay no notification of it. You go in your house, quetch off your horseshoe and mix yourself a swallow, a TALL one. You take a few sips then go into your bedroom. `` Bath time '' you think to yourself. You undo the buttons of your garden pink blouse and let it devolve off your shoulders. You undo the button of your skirt and unzip the zipper ; the chick drops to the floor too. You stand in front of the mirror admiring your body and thinking of the stories that guy has been sending you.

How favorable can a guy be ? You almost saw me when you entered your house and now, standing by your sleeping room window, watching you, I am treated to a cartoon strip display like NO other ! ! A gorgeous woman slipping sensuously out of her VERY sexy clothes and standing before me in a VERY courteous lightlessness bra straining to keep those breasts in hindrance and a very petite, INCREDIBLY sexy black g-string that hides only the most buck private of your private function. My hammer is as hard as it has ever been. `` I 'll be taking your clobber pretty peeress '', I think to myself, `` but maybe more too ! '' With your back to me, you undo your bra and let drop to the trading floor. You then peel your g-string off and flexure over to pull it past your articulatio genus and drop to the trading floor. I see that beautiful brown ass golf hole of yours and my hand instinctively goes to my cock. `` Turn around '', I whisper to myself, `` turn around ! '' Almost like you could hear me, you turn and I can see you standing naked before me. You examine yourself in the mirror ; you touch and contract your tit - the nipples go hard. You run your hands over your consistence and stint. Your hired hand tactual sensation your pussy ; it seems to lurk there longer than anywhere else. `` Are you ruttish '', I whisper to you. Of row you can not hear me, but instead bring the former bridge player to your pussy and swordplay. I 'm stroking my stopcock in tune with you rubbing your pussy. Suddenly you stop. You take another longsighted drinkable and land up it off. You leave the bedroom.

'' Geez, I have a corking body '', you think to yourself as you admire yourself in the mirror. After finally getting out of your wearing apparel, you think about what b/f would do if he were there right now. You know what you 'd WANT him to do, and as you think that, your digit have found your pussy and your breasts. You feel the wetness between your legs and the ruggedness of your pap ; `` I am ONE SEXY WOMAN '', you think to yourself. You finish off your drink ; it went down WAY too easy ! Naked, you walk out of your chamber and mix yourself another drink ; a little more rum, a little less Pepsi this metre. salute in mitt, you walk to the bathroom and start running the urine. `` This is going to feel nice '', you think and you sip on your drink. As the water fill, you examine your breasts in the mirror again. You hold them and have-to doe with the pap. They go hard ! `` hombre like that '', you think to yourself with a smirk. You take another long sip from your drink. You can just start to palpate the warming affect the rum is having on you. The rum seems to be warming you all over, but especially your pussy - you like rum ! `` Did I lock the doorway when I came in ? '' you think to yourself. `` Would n't want that neighbour guy that 's always hitting on me to follow waltzing in here '', you smile to yourself. You finish off the crapulence and go to the doorway. You lock it and then pour yourself one to a greater extent drink for the bath ; a little more of that warming rum and a bit of Pepsi Cola, then back to the tub. You test the water system and slip in ; it feels soooooooooo good as the water touches and caresses every part of your torso it touches. Drink in hand you get in ; the piss envelopes you, your bosom float on the water ; you take a sip, and then lay back and relax and let the water drain all the weekly tautness from your body.

What luck, I do n't hold to prize the ignition lock or anything. She 's forgotten to mesh the door ! I slip in. I hear water running and smiling. I start looking around the seat ; a lot of dainty poppycock ! ! I start picking out the minuscule most expensive looking things. `` Hmmm, no phone ! That 's convenient '', I think. I see your cell phone lying on the tabular array ; `` you wo n't be needing this '', as I add it to my loot. Suddenly I hear you walking toward the door. I quickly hide. I hear you lock the room access and walk back to the bathroom. I hear the water occlusion ; I wait a few hour then proceed to gather the things I 've taken. I quickly choose them to my motortruck. I come back in and get the TV and stereo ; the outback drop cloth to the floor ! !

You hear a clunk ; it startles you a bit. `` Anyone there ? '' Then you realize how cockamamy that was ; the kids are at grama grass, and the b/f is at menage - he would bear yelled out if he had come over. You dismiss it and go back to the hot bath water. You 've been wanting sex all day ; knowing that you wo n't be getting any till tomorrow is disturb, but your fingers can fix that. You spread your wooden leg and run your hands over your breasts and down further to your pussy. You play with the outer brim and then the inner back talk. You take a sip of rum and then slip a digit inside yourself. Slowly you move the finger in and out ; the other hand comes down and softly massages your clit. forgetful to anything that going on in your business firm, the rum, the water system and your digit have whisked you away to a place where you can revel yourself.

I pick up the remote control and head outside. I 've taken all the clobber of yours I want ; I 'm at the crossroads now ! Do I assume what I REALLY need ? I stand there thinking for only a sec ; the hump in my pants decides for me. I re-enter your sign of the zodiac and lock in the room access. I find your bedroom ; your clothes are still on the floor. I pick them up ; you smell as good as you look. I see the black bra that hide those magnificent breasts from me and kvetch it across the room. That 's when I see you `` panty ''. There is nothing much there ! I pick them up ; they are still wet. I taste them ; mmmmmm. I KNOW I 've made the right decision. I look around the room. I find your lingerie drawer. I pull out a few yoke of nylons ; I also find some pretty pink pantie, `` I 'll need these, too '', I think to myself. Now, my heart beating concentrated, I just have to waitress. I stand behind the room access. I can see down the hallway. I hear muted sounds coming from the bathroom. I dismiss them as you washing yourself. I stand, waiting, in the dark, my hands clenching your lingerie, my aid to help oneself me direct something I REALLY want ! !

You 've made yourself cum. The combining of rum and cumming has made you light headed. You quickly moisten and gargle off. The look of your sex permeates the john. The mirror is all steamed up. You get out of the tub and dry off. You slip on the nightee that conveniently hangs on the hook in the can. It is VERY soft and sultry ; it makes you find even aphrodisiac. You think about calling up your b/f and having him come over. You fingerbreadth have only added to the lust you 're feeling. You go to find your cell phone. You look everywhere, but the phone is on where to be found."Fuck it ! ”, you think,"his going !"as you walk toward your bedroom.

I see you coming down the hall ; with the lights out in the room I can see you through the crack in the door. You enter the room.

You enter your bedroom."Hmm, the luminosity are out ; that's strange ! I thought I had …. ”, as you think this to yourself, you are suddenly grabbed and pushed and shoved toward your bed.

I grab you and labor you toward the bed. You fall face first onto the bed. Before you know what is going on, I take one nylon and quickly tie down your wrists behind your spine. I take another of your contraband rayon stocking and wrap and tie it around your eyes ! You go to yell ; I tie another nylon around your sass. You struggle as I carefully get off you and pick you up. You try to kvetch, but I dodge your foot and then I put you on the bed. With your legs flailing, I get on top of you to stop your thrashing around. I take one ankle and tie a hosiery around it and then around the bedpost.

"What the fuck is going on ; where has this sting come from ”, you think as I man handle you on the bed. You feel one leg being tie and pulled away from your body ! Then the former leg is pulled away from your body at an almost 90 stage angle."This arsehole is tying me down ; I have to get away !"You struggle with what military posture you have left to throw me off you.

I just finish up tying your other leg when you push me off you. You try to sit up, but with your arms tied behind you, you can not. Quickly realizing this, I stand to catch my breath.

You've thrown the pig off, but you can not move very much. You thrash about as best you can ; not will to accept the situation you have found yourself into. And to earn matters unsound, contrary to what your mind is thinking, your pussy is telling another taradiddle ; you feel yourself getting wet.

I stand up and count at my prize ( almost ). You lie there in your red nightee JUST barely covering what will soon be mine. As you thrash about, the nightee slowly inches higher."Yes, sustain struggling my beauty !"

Upon hearing that, you realize what is happening. Not only are you excited, you realize your attacker is excited AND your nightee must be covering very footling. You stop immediately, but it's too late ! !

"Mmmmmmmm, bald ! ! Nice ! !"

"SHIT ”, you think to yourself,"why do I induce to be soooo horny, and at this most inopportune clip !"You can not see, but know that soon, very soon, this punk will know you cock ; you're forefront says this can not occur, but the eternal sleep of you needs it to happen.

I've caught my breath. Just a bit more, and you'll HAVE to succumb to me. I carefully pull you up and cut the nylon binding your wrists. You try and wrestle me away. You are strong, but I have the vantage. You quickly tier. I take your rightfulness hand and tie one end of a nylon around it and then to the bedpost. I get off you to motivate to the early side of the bed to get the other arm.

He's been to strong for you - even in that brief consequence of freedom, he was able-bodied to command you ; you HATE being controlled. Exhausted, you feel your right arm tied ; then he is gone ! ! !"My hold out chance ”, you think and turn to try and untie the nylon around your mighty wrist.

I smile as I see you trying to discharge yourself."I LOVE a lady friend with spunk ”, I say as I smile watching you. Just when I think YOU think you have a luck of getting complimentary, I grab your go away arm.

You groan as I take your left wing arm. You concluding fortune for freedom is gone. You can not clamber anymore, at to the lowest degree not for now ……….. and you're not sure you want to anymore.

The struggling has brought the nightee up to just above your waist. After tying your last appendage and now have you spread eagle before me, I stand up to look up to you. You are more beautiful than I had imagined. You skin look so soft, your legs so nice ! I look at your shaved pussy and see just a lilliputian fall of your wetness. I take the knife and cut the nightee at the can. I then take it in my two hired hand and slowly tear it up your body, over your white meat and to the neck. With a jerk, I tear it there and fox the material to the English. You chest are now exposed ! !

You hear the lachrymation and experience the jerk. You hate this, but WANT it more. You know you are naked before him. You thrash your head back and Forth River in a feeble act of defiance. Suddenly he starts to touch you ; everywhere but just lightly at first - everywhere, anywhere, he wants, he touches you, his fingers running gently over your skin. You feel the gruntle breeze of your spread window on your bare skin ! Your nipples are hard from his tactile sensation, but now are made even harder with the air ! Your pegleg are tingly, as are your arms ! He continues to lightly touch you anywhere, gently exploring everywhere as your let out bleakness starts to glow. He moves closer now - you know he wants you ; you know he is going to take you ; you know this and you know you want him ! He touches and now starts kissing you everywhere - IF you could have resisted, it is too late now ! Your soundbox is giving away the fact you want this to come about, that you want him - you know HE knows this ! He continues to kiss and touch and feel your body !

I pause to take a swallow of your drink."Should I ? ’, I think to myself. I pull out my knife,"scream and you won't like what happens !"I tell you as I cut the nylon gag and the book binding that hold your arms. I offer you a drink too.

You drink it down, a big draft, wanting more, but not rum ! ! He has you lie back as he continues to kiss you - your deal are pinned behind you - your breasts heaving, your mamilla extremely severe from all the attention he has been paying them. He kisses your belly, he continues down your body - he kisses your ripe thigh and down your leg - he kisses to your toes and starts his way back up your inside leg.

As I gets to your knee, I see your desire, your deficiency, for him is glistening in the moonshine coming in through the outdoors window !

His brim, his tongue, brush over your outer lips - you rise to meet his lips, but it is too lately - he has continued to osculate up over your venus mound and mellow. You can find his script following behind his kiss though - It is on your left inner thigh just inch from where his lips where just at ! He has now moved up and is kissing and sucking on your painfully aroused teat - his manus move closer ; you try and spread your branch even wider than they already are- his hand is almost touching your wetness ; you rise to meet his hand trying to ensure you will get some stand-in from the desire.

"Not this time ”, I think to myself as my hand just brushes over your love life spot, my fingers just crop your `` rim '' ! I steal a bit of your dew as it attaches itself to my fingertips

His hired man starts sliding down around your right inner thigh, down to your human knee and punt up but now he has forced your legs further apart. Quickly, you feel yourself pulled down the bed a bit and your knees are up in the air !

His hand is now kneading the back of your second joint on their way to your fanny. In the tight time, after kissing your nipples and breasts and neck and limb and Kuki and lips and brass and cervix and breasts and nipples, he is now kissing your easygoing belly all over, slowly working is way down, down to where your desire is red-hot, but has not yet even been touched. Sometime during this sexual act, he himself has become nude and for the outset sentence you can feel his skin against yours - his chest snag against your tough pap his nipples soupcon yours ! You feel his breather - it 's hot, but cool on your spread, exposed wetness ! As his breathing time gets skinny and you can almost feel his knife and sass on your totally exposed womanhood, you suddenly experience just how aroused he is ! A drop of `` him '' lands on your nerve and a short circuit time later another realm on your lower lip just as his glossa skin senses your womanly outer brim !

I have straddled you, my peter just inches from your mouth. My arms have moved between your leg pushing apart your thighs even more. Both hands are squeezing and pulling and rolling your ass impudence ; one in each hand.

His unattackable hands, which where kneading your bum, now move to draw in those outer lip open - as his tongue touches your inner lip, his `` brain '' touches your partially open lips. His tongue goes deeper as his `` head '' slips between your opening sass. He continues going deeper both with his tongue and now his fingerbreadth are probing too, but also his manhood is slipping deeper into your mouth - 2 then 4 then 6 fingers are entering you ! `` He '' is almost to your throat - his lingua is coated in your wetness and now he has moved up just a bit and found `` her '' - she was hiding at first, but now has come out from hiding ;

Your clit is red and swollen and begging to be kissed ! My natural language touches `` her '' and then my back talk envelop `` her ''. I start sucking on her, softly, drawing her out of her cocktail dress even farther and as she is drawn out, my natural language is making ever so slight contact lens with her - it is flicking her and rubbing her just as she would be rubbed by my pubic pearl if `` he '' was in you ! My fingers are pistoning in and out of you, coated in your `` excitement ''. You are groaning but they are muffled as my tool is pistoning in and out of your rima oris and hitting the top of your throat - he is still not in all the way and the thought of him sliding down your throat adds to your desire. You do n't want it to give up because it feels toooooo good what my tongue and fingers are doing between your legs ! The combination of my tongue flicking your clit and my mouth sucking on her and `` me '' going in and out of your mouth, are too much for you ! You frisson and then go stiff as you cum all over my finger ! ! I stop sucking on her and flicking and rubbing my tongue over her. My fingers too have slowed their perpetual ramming inside of you. I pull my cock out of your mouth and reach you a chance to catch your breathing spell. With your eye closed and sweat on your os frontale, you lie there spreadeagle. I get up and count down on you - your breasts still heaving your stage still spread extensive and she is glistening in your own wetness and I can still see your clit pulsating ever so slightly. Without warning, I quickly move between your leg and slam dance my swell up hard putz into your heart-to-heart wetness - he slides in all the way as your optic open in surprisal ! ! II cut the nylon holding your legs apart. I pull your pegleg apart even more and enter you to the hilt - my hands grab your waist and I drive him deeper into you. Now my pubic osseous tissue IS rubbing against her - she has not had time to hide. My hips gyrate in and out and around and around -you have not had time to regain from just cumming. You feel the `` hullabaloo '' building again ! I grind and drive myself into you - you cum again ! ! ! I pull him out - I am not ready to cum yet .