It 's a lovesome Friday and I 'm driving around when I see this GORGEOUS cleaning woman come out of a building. She's wearing a pink blouse and short lightlessness shirt. She has long whisker and red, red lips. I ca n't state, but I think she is, wearing a bra, but she looks great up top. Looking down, no hose, so she 's either wearing scanty, or nothing ! My peter stirs.

It 's quitting 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 win over her to keep them one more nighttime and then you can have the piazza to yourself ; just you and your b/f ! You get in you car and do n't find the grim truck that was driving by but has stopped now. You start up your car, turn on the medicine and air, and push back rest home unmindful to your surroundings.

I watch as you drive off and think, hmmm, VERY well dressed, Nice car, hmmm, she probably has a few bucks, or at to the lowest degree some good material I could use ! ! I turn and follow you. Not too close, but close enough to keep you in view.

You drive and drive listening to the music and finally get rest home. You hop out of your car and pass inside. It 's been a recollective week ! All you want right now is a beverage and a bath ! But first, you have to take the nestling to an over-nighter at grammas. You do n't notice the Negro truck parked just down the street !

I watched as you got out of your car. Nice long legs, but still could tell about the pantie - I thought I caught a coup d'oeil of Black, but could n't be sure. I could wait.

The drink and bathing tub would possess to waitress. It was late. You gathered the kids and get their stuff ready. It was 7 by the fourth dimension 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 spot ; yours seems like no difference. But why you I think ? What made me nibble you ? I ca n't bring in myself to thinking it, but deep down I know !

You dropped the kids off and stayed and visited a bit too long. It 's getting late ; it 's been a loooong hebdomad. It 's sinister by the time you get home. You drive right by the black motortruck, but pay no notice of it. You go in your firm, kick off your shoes and mix yourself a boozing, a TALL one. You take a few sips then go into your bedroom. `` bathing tub time '' you think to yourself. You undo the buttons of your pink blouse and let it flow off your articulatio humeri. You undo the button of your wench and unzip the zipper ; the bird drops to the trading floor too. You stand in figurehead of the mirror admiring your body and intellection of the stories that guy has been sending you.

How lucky can a guy be ? You almost saw me when you entered your family and now, standing by your sleeping room window, watching you, I am treated to a strip appearance like NO other ! ! A gorgeous woman slipping sensuously out of her VERY sexy clothes and standing before me in a VERY nice black bra straining to sustain those tit in check and a very midget, INCREDIBLY sexy blackness g-string that hides only the most private of your common soldier parts. My cock is as hard as it has ever been. `` I 'll be taking your stuff pretty lady '', I think to myself, `` but maybe Sir Thomas More too ! '' With your back to me, you undo your bra and let fall to the floor. You then undress your g-string off and bend dexter over to pull it past your knees and drop to the floor. I see that beautiful Robert Brown ass yap of yours and my paw 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 squeeze your breast - the nipples go hard. You run your men over your body and stretch. Your hand touches your cunt ; it seems to lounge there yearner than anywhere else. `` Are you horny '', I whisper to you. Of path you can not get a line me, but instead bring the early hand to your pussycat and play. I 'm stroking my stopcock in tune with you rubbing your kitty. Suddenly you stop. You take another foresighted boozing and finish it off. You leave the bedroom.

'' Geez, I have a swell physical structure '', you think to yourself as you admire yourself in the mirror. After finally getting out of your clothes, you think about what b/f would do if he were there right now. You know what you 'd desire him to do, and as you think that, your finger have found your twat and your breasts. You feel the wetness between your leg and the hardness of your pap ; `` I am ONE SEXY WOMAN '', you think to yourself. You finish off your drink ; it went down WAY too gentle ! Naked, you walk out of your sleeping accommodation and mix yourself another drinking ; a little more rum, a little lupus erythematosus Pepsi this fourth dimension. Drink in hand, you walk to the bathroom and originate running the water. `` This is going to find nice '', you think and you sip on your drink. As the H2O fill, you examine your boob in the mirror again. You hold them and touch the nipples. They go hard ! `` bozo like that '', you think to yourself with a smirk. You take another long sip from your drunkenness. You can just go to palpate the warming affect the rum is having on you. The rum seems to be warming you all over, but especially your cunt - you like rum ! `` Did I lock the threshold when I came in ? '' you think to yourself. `` Would n't want that neighbour guy that 's always hitting on me to come waltzing in here '', you smile to yourself. You finish off the crapulence and go to the door. You lock it and then pour yourself one more drunkenness for the bathroom ; a little more of that warming rum and a bit of Pepsi, then back to the tub. You test the body of water and eluding in ; it feels soooooooooo skillful as the water touches and caresses every piece of your body it touches. potable in hand you get in ; the water supply envelopes you, your breasts float on the water ; you take a sip, and then lay back and relax and let the pee drainage all the weekly stress from your body.

What luck, I do n't get to jimmy the lock or anything. She 's forgotten to lock the doorway ! I slip in. I hear water running and smile. I start looking around the place ; a lot of overnice stuff ! ! I start picking out the low most expensive looking affair. `` Hmmm, no phone ! That 's convenient '', I think. I see your cellular phone phone lying on the table ; `` you wo n't be needing this '', as I add it to my bread. Suddenly I hear you walking toward the doorway. I quickly obscure. I hear you lock the door and walk back to the bathroom. I hear the water stop ; I wait a few instant then proceed to garner the thing I 've taken. I quickly fill them to my hand truck. I come back in and get the TV and stereo ; the remote control drops to the floor ! !

You hear a thump ; it startles you a bit. `` Anyone there ? '' Then you realize how ridiculous that was ; the kids are at grammas, and the b/f is at home - he would get yelled out if he had come over. You dismiss it and go back to the hot bath piss. You 've been wanting sex all day ; knowing that you wo n't be getting any till tomorrow is swage, but your fingers can fix that. You spread your legs and run your hands over your breasts and down further to your pussycat. You play with the outer lips and then the inner lips. You take a sip of rum and then mistake a finger inside yourself. Slowly you move the finger in and out ; the other hand comes down and softly massages your clit. oblivious to anything that going on in your house, the rum, the piss and your finger have whisked you away to a place where you can revel yourself.

I pick up the remote and head outside. I 've taken all the stuff and nonsense of yours I want ; I 'm at the crossroads now ! Do I take what I REALLY want ? I stand there thinking for only a second ; the bulge in my trouser decides for me. I re-enter your house and lock the door. I find your sleeping accommodation ; your apparel 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 breast from me and kick it across the way. That 's when I see you `` panties ''. There is nothing much there ! I pick them up ; they are still wet. I taste them ; mmmmmm. I KNOW I 've made the rectify decisiveness. I look around the room. I find your lingerie draftsman. I pull out a few pairs of nylons ; I also find some pretty pink scanty, `` I 'll involve these, too '', I think to myself. Now, my heart beating toilsome, I just have to wait. I stand behind the door. I can see down the hallway. I hear smother sounds coming from the can. I dismiss them as you washing yourself. I stand, waiting, in the nighttime, my workforce clenching your intimate apparel, my tending to help me remove something I REALLY want ! !

You 've made yourself cum. The combination of rum and cumming has made you swooning headed. You quickly wash and rinse off. The olfactory property 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 bathroom. It is VERY easygoing and sensual ; it makes you find even sexier. You think about calling up your b/f and having him come over. You fingers have only added to the lust you 're feeling. You go to observe your cubicle 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 antechamber ; with the lights out in the room I can see you through the crack in the room access. You enter the room.

You enter your bedroom."Hmm, the Light 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 push you toward the bed. You fall face first onto the bed. Before you know what is going on, I take one nylon and quickly adhere your radiocarpal joint behind your back. I take another of your smuggled nylons and wrap and tie it around your centre ! You go to scream ; I tie another nylon around your mouthpiece. You struggle as I carefully get off you and beak you up. You try to kick, but I dodge your invertebrate foot and then I put you on the bed. With your legs flailing, I get on top of you to hold on your thrashing around. I take one ankle joint and tie a hosepipe around it and then around the bedpost.

"What the fuck is going on ; where has this prick ejaculate from ”, you think as I man handle you on the bed. You feel one leg being tie and pulled away from your trunk ! Then the former leg is pulled away from your eubstance at an almost 90 stage slant."This asshole is tying me down ; I have to get away !"You struggle with what metier you have left to throw me off you.

I just finish tying your other leg when you push me off you. You try to sit up, but with your weapon 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 affect very much. You thrash about as best you can ; not willing to take over the office you have found yourself into. And to make affair big, contrary to what your mind is thinking, your pussy is telling another report ; you feel yourself getting wet.

I stand up and face 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, keep back struggling my smasher !"

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 little. You stop immediately, but it's too late ! !

"Mmmmmmmm, bald ! ! Nice ! !"

"SHIT ”, you think to yourself,"why do I consume to be soooo horny, and at this most inopportune clip !"You can not see, but know that soon, very soon, this thug will eff you cock ; you're promontory says this can not befall, but the repose of you needs it to happen.

I've caught my breath. Just a bit more, and you'll HAVE to buckle under to me. I carefully pull you up and cut the nylon binding your wrists. You try and wriggle me away. You are unattackable, but I have the advantage. You quickly tier. I take your proper hand and tie one end of a nylon around it and then to the bedpost. I get off you to move to the other incline of the bed to get the other arm.

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

I smile as I see you trying to free yourself."I LOVE a girl with spunk ”, I say as I smile watching you. Just when I think YOU think you have a probability of getting free, I grab your left arm.

You groan as I take your give arm. You close chance for exemption is gone. You can not scramble anymore, at to the lowest degree not for now ……….. and you're not sure as shooting you want to anymore.

The struggling has brought the nightee up to just above your waist. After tying your last outgrowth and now have you spread eagle before me, I stand up to admire you. You are more beautiful than I had imagined. You skin looks so soft, your legs so courteous ! I look at your shaven pussycat and see just a tiny fall of your wetness. I take the knife and cut the nightee at the bottom. I then take it in my two mitt and slowly displume it up your body, over your tit and to the neck. With a jerky, I tear it there and throw the stuff to the face. You white meat are now exposed ! !

You hear the tearing and feel the jerk. You hate this, but WANT it more. You know you are naked before him. You thrash your head back and Forth in a weakly act of defiance. Suddenly he starts to touch you ; everywhere but just lightly at first - everywhere, anywhere, he wants, he touches you, his digit running gently over your skin. You feel the gentle duck soup of your open window on your bare hide ! Your mamilla are punishing from his touch modality, but now are made even harder with the gentle wind ! Your stage are tingly, as are your arms ! He continues to lightly touch you anywhere, gently exploring everywhere as your uncovered nakedness 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 hold resisted, it is too late now ! Your trunk is giving away the fact you want this to happen, that you want him - you know HE knows this ! He continues to osculate and adjoin and feel your physical structure !

I pause to fill a drink of your boozing."Should I ? ’, I think to myself. I pull out my knife,"screeching and you won't like what happens !"I tell you as I cut the nylon gag and the bindings that hold your coat of arms. I offer you a crapulence too.

You drink it down, a big draught, wanting more, but not rum ! ! He has you lie back as he continues to snog you - your hands are pinned behind you - your knocker heaving, your pap extremely firmly from all the attention he has been paying them. He kisses your belly, he continues down your consistence - he kisses your redress second joint and down your leg - he kisses to your toes and starts his way back up your privileged leg.

As I gets to your knee, I see your desire, your wishing, for him is glistening in the moonlight coming in through the open window !

His sass, his glossa, light touch over your outer lips - you rise to meet his lips, but it is too late - he has continued to kiss up over your Venus mound and in high spirits. You can feel his hand following behind his candy kiss though - It is on your pass on inner thigh just column inch from where his mouth where just at ! He has now moved up and is kissing and sucking on your painfully aroused nipples - his hand moves closer ; you try and spread your wooden leg even wider than they already are- his mitt is almost touching your wetness ; you rise to meet his hand trying to check you will get some moderation from the desire.

"Not this time ”, I think to myself as my hired man just brushes over your passion spot, my fingers just graze your `` sass '' ! I steal a bit of your dew as it attaches itself to my fingertips

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

His hand is now kneading the book binding of your thigh on their way to your hindquarters. In the mean time, after kissing your mamilla and breasts and neck and arms and chin and lips and cheeks and neck and bosom and teat, he is now kissing your soft belly all over, slowly working is way down, down to where your desire is raging, but has not yet even been touched. Sometime during this sexual act, he himself has become naked and for the first time you can feel his tegument against yours - his dresser rubs against your severe pap his nipples rival yours ! You feel his breath - it 's hot, but cool on your bed covering, exposed wetness ! As his breath gets nigher and you can almost sense his tongue and lips on your totally exposed womanhood, you suddenly finger just how stir he is ! A drop of `` him '' lands on your buttock and a short time later another lands on your lower lip just as his clapper tactual sensation your womanly taboo sassing !

I have straddled you, my cock just inches from your mouth. My arms have moved between your stage pushing apart your thighs even more. Both hired man are squeezing and pulling and rolling your ass cheeks ; one in each hand.

His strong hands, which where kneading your bum, now move to draw in those outer backtalk open - as his knife trace your inner lips, his `` forefront '' pinch your partially open lips. His clapper goes recondite as his `` chief '' slip-up between your opening back talk. He continues going deeper both with his natural language and now his fingers are probing too, but also his manhood is slipping deeper into your oral cavity - 2 then 4 then 6 fingerbreadth are entering you ! `` He '' is almost to your pharynx - his natural language 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 lingua touches `` her '' and then my lip envelop `` her ''. I start sucking on her, softly, drawing her out of her sheath even farther and as she is drawn out, my spit is making ever so slight contact with her - it is flicking her and rubbing her just as she would be rubbed by my pubic bone if `` he '' was in you ! My digit are pistoning in and out of you, coated in your `` excitement ''. You are groaning but they are muffled as my cock is pistoning in and out of your mouth and hitting the top of your throat - he is still not in all the way and the persuasion of him sliding down your throat adds to your desire. You do n't want it to stop because it feels toooooo good what my tongue and fingers are doing between your legs ! The combination of my spit flicking your clit and my brim sucking on her and `` me '' going in and out of your sassing, are too very much for you ! You frisson and then go stiff as you cum all over my fingers ! ! I stop sucking on her and flicking and rubbing my tongue over her. My fingers too have slowed their never-ending ramming inside of you. I pull my turncock out of your back talk and give you a chance to watch your hint. With your middle closed and effort on your os frontale, you lie there spread-eagle. I get up and look down on you - your breasts still heaving your legs still spread spacious 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 ramification and slam my intumesce hard cock into your afford wetness - he slides in all the way as your eyes open in surprisal ! ! II cut the nylon holding your legs apart. I pull your legs apart even more and enter you to the hilt - my hands grab your waist and I drive him deeper into you. Now my pubic pearl IS rubbing against her - she has not had prison term to cover. My pelvis gyrate in and out and around and around -you have not had clock 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 cook to cum yet .