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 pink blouse and suddenly black shirt. She has long hair and red, red back talk. I ca n't separate, but I think she is, wearing a bra, but she looks heavy up top. Looking down, no hose, so she 's either wearing panties, or nothing ! My cock stirs.

It 's stop 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 convert her to keep them one more night and then you can have the topographic point to yourself ; just you and your b/f ! You get in you car and do n't notice the Black person motortruck that was driving by but has stopped now. You start up your car, turn on the music and air, and driving force dwelling forgetful to your surroundings.

I watch as you drive off and think, hmmm, VERY well dressed, skillful car, hmmm, she probably has a few bucks, or at least some good poppycock I could use ! ! I turn and follow you. Not too close, but close adequate to keep back you in view.

You drive and drive listening to the music and finally get home. You hop out of your car and manner of walking inside. It 's been a yearn week ! All you want right now is a drink and a bath ! But first, you have to take aim the Thomas Kyd to an over-nighter at gramma. You do n't notice 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 panties - I thought I caught a glance of black, but could n't be surely. I could wait.

The drunkenness and Bath would sustain to wait. It was late. You gathered the child 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 wickedness. I 've robbed a few spot ; 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 Thomas Kyd off and stayed and visited a bit too long. It 's getting late ; it 's been a loooong week. It 's moody by the sentence you get home. You drive powerful by the black truck, but pay no observation of it. You go in your sign, quetch off your shoe and mix yourself a drink, a TALL one. You take a few sips then go into your sleeping room. `` bathing tub time '' you think to yourself. You undo the buttons of your pink blouse and let it fall off your shoulder. You undo the button of your doll and unzip the zipper ; the dame drops to the floor too. You stand in front end of the mirror admiring your organic structure and thinking of the level 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 accommodation window, watching you, I am treated to a strip show like NO early ! ! A gorgeous cleaning lady slipping sensuously out of her VERY sexy apparel and standing before me in a VERY nice black bra straining to keep those chest in check and a very tiny, INCREDIBLY sexy black G-string that hides only the most private of your private voice. My rooster is as concentrated 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 cover to me, you undo your bra and let pin to the flooring. You then peel your G-string off and bend over to pull in it past your knees and cliff to the floor. I see that beautiful brown ass hole of yours and my hand instinctively goes to my tool. `` Turn around '', I whisper to myself, `` turn around ! '' Almost like you could get word me, you turn and I can see you standing naked before me. You examine yourself in the mirror ; you touch and compress your tit - the pap go hard. You run your hand over your soundbox and stretching. Your hired man touch your twat ; it seems to lollygag there foresighted than anywhere else. `` Are you ruttish '', I whisper to you. Of course you can not hear me, but instead land the early mitt to your snatch and play. I 'm stroking my turncock in line with you rubbing your snatch. Suddenly you stop. You take another long deglutition and terminate it off. You leave the bedroom.

'' Geez, I have a great body '', 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 want him to do, and as you think that, your fingers have found your snatch and your breasts. You feel the wetness between your stage and the hardness of your nipples ; `` 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 bedroom and mix yourself another swallow ; a little more rum, a petty to a lesser extent Pepsi this fourth dimension. Drink in paw, you walk to the toilet and set off running the water. `` This is going to palpate gracious '', you think and you sip on your drink. As the body of water filling, you examine your breasts in the mirror again. You hold them and rival the nipple. They go hard ! `` guy rope like that '', you think to yourself with a smirk. You take another long sip from your drink. You can just start to feel 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 come waltzing in here '', you smile to yourself. You finish off the crapulence and go to the room access. You lock it and then pour out yourself one more 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 and skid in ; it feels soooooooooo salutary as the water touches and caresses every part of your body it touches. Drink in hand you get in ; the water envelopes you, your breasts float on the water ; you take a sip, and then lay back and relax and let the weewee drain all the weekly tension from your body.

What luck, I do n't induce to jimmy the ignition lock or anything. She 's forgotten to lock up the door ! I slip in. I hear H2O running and smile. I start looking around the place ; a lot of nice stuff ! ! I start picking out the diminished most expensive looking things. `` Hmmm, no earpiece ! That 's convenient '', I think. I see your mobile phone earpiece lying on the table ; `` 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 supply stop ; I wait a few minutes then proceed to foregather the things I 've taken. I quickly take them to my truck. I come back in and get the TV and stereo ; the remote fall to the floor ! !

You hear a thud ; it startles you a bit. `` Anyone there ? '' Then you realize how silly that was ; the tiddler are at grammas, and the b/f is at rest home - he would have yelled out if he had come over. You dismiss it and go back to the hot tub weewee. You 've been wanting sex all day ; knowing that you wo n't be getting any till tomorrow is upsetting, but your fingers can fix that. You spread your leg and run your helping hand over your titty and down further to your pussy. You play with the outer sass 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 button. forgetful to anything that going on in your house, the rum, the H2O and your finger's breadth have whisked you away to a place where you can delight yourself.

I pick up the remote and read/write head outside. I 've taken all the stuff of yours I want ; I 'm at the crossroads now ! Do I look at what I REALLY desire ? I stand there thinking for only a s ; the bulge in my drawers decides for me. I re-enter your house and operate the room access. I find your bedroom ; your wearing apparel are still on the floor. I pick them up ; you smell as sound as you look. I see the fatal bra that hide those magnificent white meat from me and kick it across the room. That 's when I see you `` pantie ''. There is nothing much there ! I pick them up ; they are still wet. I taste them ; mmmmmm. I KNOW I 've made the right-hand decisiveness. I look around the room. I find your lingerie drawer. I pull out a few duad of rayons ; I also find some pretty ping panties, `` I 'll demand these, too '', I think to myself. Now, my pump beating intemperately, I just have to wait. I stand behind the door. I can see down the hall. I hear muffled sound coming from the bathroom. I dismiss them as you washing yourself. I stand, waiting, in the dark, my manus clenching your lingerie, my aids to avail me take on something I REALLY want ! !

You 've made yourself cum. The compounding of rum and cumming has made you loose headed. You quickly wash and rinse off. The feel of your sex permeates the bathroom. 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 hooking in the bathroom. It is VERY soft and fleshly ; it makes you sense even sexy. 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 find your mobile phone telephone. You look everywhere, but the speech sound is on where to be found."Fuck it ! ”, you think,"his deprivation !"as you walk toward your bedroom.

I see you coming down the anteroom ; with the visible light out in the room I can see you through the offer in the door. You enter the room.

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

I grab you and fight you toward the bed. You fall face low gear onto the bed. Before you know what is going on, I take one nylon and quickly attach your radiocarpal joint behind your rear. I take another of your black rayon stocking and wrapper and tie it around your middle ! You go to hollo ; I tie another nylon around your mouth. You struggle as I carefully get off you and pick you up. You try to kick, but I dodge your animal foot and then I put you on the bed. With your branch flailing, I get on top of you to block off your thrashing around. I take one ankle joint and tie a hose around it and then around the bedpost.

"What the ass is going on ; where has this prick come from ”, you think as I man handle you on the bed. You feel one leg being tie and pulled away from your torso ! Then the other leg is pulled away from your soundbox at an almost 90 degree angle."This asshole is tying me down ; I have to get away !"You struggle with what strength 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 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 dependable you can ; not willing to take on the place you have found yourself into. And to make up matters worse, contrary to what your mind is thinking, your kitty-cat is telling another storey ; you feel yourself getting wet.

I stand up and look 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 struggling my beauty !"

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

"Mmmmmmmm, bald ! ! Nice ! !"

"diddlysquat ”, you think to yourself,"why do I have to be soooo horny, and at this most inopportune time !"You can not see, but know that soon, very soon, this thug will know you cock ; you're mind says this can not happen, but the rest of you needs it to happen.

I've caught my breather. 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 wrestle me away. You are strong, but I have the reward. You quickly tier. I take your right field hired hand and tie one end of a nylon around it and then to the bedpost. I get off you to impress to the other side of the bed to get the other arm.

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

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

You groan as I take your left arm. You death hazard for freedom is gone. You can not shin anymore, at least not for now ……….. and you're not sure you want to anymore.

The struggling has brought the nightee up to just above your waistline. After tying your last appendage 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 stage so overnice ! I look at your shaved pussy and see just a bantam drop cloth of your wetness. I take the knife and cut the nightee at the bottom. I then take it in my two hands and slowly charge it up your body, over your breasts and to the neck. With a jerky, I tear it there and throw the material to the English. 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 point back and Forth in a lame 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 cutis. You feel the soft piece of cake of your open windowpane on your bare tegument ! Your nipples are hard from his touch, but now are made even harder with the breeze ! Your ramification are tingly, as are your weapon ! He continues to lightly impact you anywhere, gently exploring everywhere as your exposed nakedness starts to beam. He moves closer now - you know he wants you ; you know he is going to submit 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 deep now ! Your physical structure is giving away the fact you want this to encounter, that you want him - you know HE knows this ! He continues to snog and touch and sense your body !

I pause to take a drink of your drink."Should I ? ’, I think to myself. I pull out my tongue,"sidesplitter and you won't like what happens !"I tell you as I cut the nylon gag and the back that hold your weapon system. I offer you a potable too.

You drink it down, a big gulping, wanting more, but not rum ! ! He has you lie back as he continues to kiss you - your men are pinned behind you - your tit heaving, your tit extremely arduous from all the tending he has been paying them. He kisses your belly, he continues down your consistency - he kisses your right thigh and down your leg - he kisses to your toes and starts his way back up your inner leg.

As I gets to your knee, I see your desire, your lack, for him is glistening in the moonshine coming in through the loose windowpane !

His rim, his tongue, brushwood 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 higher. You can experience his hand following behind his osculation though - It is on your left inner thigh just inches from where his rim where just at ! He has now moved up and is kissing and sucking on your painfully aroused teat - his hand moves closer ; you try and spread your leg even all-encompassing than they already are- his hand is almost touching your wetness ; you rise to assemble his handwriting trying to see to it you will get some reliever from the desire.

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

His hand starts sliding down around your right inner thigh, down to your human knee and endorse 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 thigh on their way to your butt. In the have in mind time, after kissing your mamilla and breasts and neck and arms and chin and lips and cheeks and neck and breasts and pap, he is now kissing your lenient belly all over, slowly working is way down, down to where your desire is hottest, but has not yet even been touched. Sometime during this sexual act, he himself has become bare and for the initiative meter you can feel his hide against yours - his chest snag against your hard teat his nipples touch yours ! You feel his hint - it 's hot, but cool on your cattle ranch, exposed wetness ! As his intimation gets closer and you can almost feel his tongue and lips on your totally exposed womanhood, you suddenly feel just how excited he is ! A drop cloth of `` him '' lands on your cheek and a inadequate time later another farming on your crushed lip just as his tongue skin senses your womanly outer brim !

I have straddled you, my cock just in from your mouth. My blazonry have moved between your legs pushing apart your thighs even more. Both hands are squeezing and pulling and rolling your ass cheek ; one in each hand.

His firm hands, which where kneading your bum, now move to pull those extinct lips open - as his tongue touching your inner lips, his `` head '' touches your partially undecided lips. His tongue goes cryptic as his `` header '' slips between your opening lip. He continues going deeper both with his lingua and now his fingerbreadth are probing too, but also his humanness is slipping deeper into your back talk - 2 then 4 then 6 fingers are entering you ! `` He '' is almost to your throat - his spit is coated in your wetness and now he has moved up just a bit and found `` her '' - she was hiding at get-go, but now has come out from hiding ;

Your clit is red and swollen and begging to be kissed ! My tongue pinch `` her '' and then my lips envelop `` her ''. I start sucking on her, softly, drawing her out of her cocktail dress even farther and as she is drawn out, my glossa is making ever so slight contact 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 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 mentation of him sliding down your pharynx adds to your desire. You do n't require it to stop because it feels toooooo good what my tongue and fingerbreadth are doing between your branch ! The combining of my tongue flicking your clitoris and my lip sucking on her and `` me '' going in and out of your mouth, are too much for you ! You shiver 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 perpetual ramming inside of you. I pull my cock out of your mouth and pass on you a fortune to captivate your intimation. With your eyes closed and elbow grease on your forehead, you lie there spread-eagle. I get up and await down on you - your breasts still heaving your peg still spread wide 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 legs and slam my conceited hard cock into your open wetness - he slides in all the way as your center open in surprise ! ! II cut the nylon holding your pegleg apart. I pull your branch apart even more and enter you to the hilt - my work force grab your waistline and I drive him deeper into you. Now my pubic bone IS rubbing against her - she has not had time to hide. My hip joint gyrate in and out and around and around -you have not had meter to retrieve from just cumming. You feel the `` excitement '' building again ! I grind and drive myself into you - you cum again ! ! ! I pull him out - I am not quick to cum yet .