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 dead black shirt. She has long hair and red, red back talk. I ca n't severalise, but I think she is, wearing a bra, but she looks great up top. Looking down, no hose, so she 's either wearing pantie, or nil ! My cock stirs.

It 's chuck up the sponge sentence for you. Just another Fri afternoon. You are looking forward to the weekend ; the kidskin are going to grammas tonight and maybe you can convince her to sustain them one More Night and then you can have the plaza 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 music and air, and push back home base oblivious to your surroundings.

I watch as you drive off and recall, hmmm, VERY well dressed, skillful car, hmmm, she probably has a few bucks, or at least some thoroughly material I could use ! ! I turn and follow you. Not too close, but close decent to sustain you in view.

You drive and drive listening to the music and finally get dwelling. You hop out of your car and walk inside. It 's been a long week ! All you want rectify now is a drunkenness and a tub ! But first, you have to admit the kids to an over-nighter at gramma grass. You do n't remark the blacken truck parked just down the street !

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

The drinkable and bathroom would have to wait. It was late. You gathered the kidskin and get their stuff ready. It was 7 by the time you get them in the car. The black hand truck is gone.

Knowing where you live, I drive away, waiting for the cloak of wickedness. I 've robbed a few places ; yours seems like no divergence. But why you I think ? What made me break up you ? I ca n't bring 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 week. It 's glowering by the time you get home. You drive powerful by the grim truck, but pay no notice of it. You go in your house, kick off your shoes and mix yourself a drink, a TALL one. You take a few sips then go into your bedroom. `` Bath fourth dimension '' you think to yourself. You undo the push button of your pink blouse and let it diminish off your articulatio humeri. You undo the clitoris of your skirt and unzip the zip fastener ; the skirt drops to the floor too. You stand in social movement of the mirror admiring your body and thought of the news report 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 bedchamber window, watching you, I am treated to a strip show like NO former ! ! A gorgeous woman slipping sensuously out of her VERY sexy clothes and standing before me in a VERY nice black bra straining to keep those knocker in check and a very tiny, INCREDIBLY sexy Negroid thong that hides only the most individual of your private piece. My putz is as intemperately as it has ever been. `` I 'll be taking your stuff and nonsense pretty Lady '', I think to myself, `` but maybe to a greater extent too ! '' With your back to me, you undo your bra and let tumble to the floor. You then uncase your g-string off and crimp over to pull it past your knees and drop cloth to the floor. I see that beautiful Brown University ass hole of yours and my hand instinctively goes to my cock. `` Turn around '', I whisper to myself, `` turn around ! '' Almost like you could learn me, you turn and I can see you standing naked before me. You examine yourself in the mirror ; you touch and squeeze your breasts - the nipples go hard. You run your hands over your body and stretch. Your hand touches your cunt ; it seems to linger there longer than anywhere else. `` Are you horny '', I whisper to you. Of row you can not hear me, but instead take the other helping hand to your pussy and bid. I 'm stroking my stopcock in tune with you rubbing your pussy. Suddenly you stop. You take another hanker drink and land up it off. You leave the bedroom.

'' Geez, I have a cracking 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 pussycat and your breasts. You feel the wetness between your legs and the hardness of your mammilla ; `` I am ONE SEXY WOMAN '', you think to yourself. You finish off your deglutition ; it went down WAY too well-fixed ! Naked, you walk out of your bedroom and mix yourself another drinkable ; a little more rum, a little less Pepsi this clip. Drink in mitt, you walk to the toilet and startle running the water supply. `` This is going to find 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 touch the nipples. They go hard ! `` hombre like that '', you think to yourself with a smirk. You take another farseeing sip from your drunkenness. You can just embark on to feel the warming affect the rum is having on you. The rum seems to be warming you all over, but especially your twat - you like rum ! `` Did I lock the door when I came in ? '' you think to yourself. `` Would n't desire that neighbour guy that 's always hitting on me to come in waltzing in here '', you smile to yourself. You finish off the drink and go to the room access. You lock it and then pour yourself one Thomas More potable for the bathroom ; a little more of that warming rum and a bit of Pepsi, then back to the tub. You test the water and slip in ; it feels soooooooooo thoroughly as the weewee touches and caresses every part of your torso it touches. Drink in bridge player you get in ; the water envelopes you, your titty float on the water ; you take a sip, and then lay back and relax and let the water drain all the weekly tension from your body.

What luck, I do n't receive to lever the ringlet or anything. She 's forgotten to lock up the room access ! I slip in. I hear piss running and smiling. I start looking around the place ; a lot of squeamish hooey ! ! I start picking out the small most expensive looking affair. `` Hmmm, no phone ! That 's convenient '', I think. I see your cell phone 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 door and walk back to the john. I hear the piddle diaphragm ; I wait a few minutes then proceed to cumulate the things I 've taken. I quickly take them to my truck. I come back in and get the TV and stereo ; the remote dip to the floor ! !

You hear a thud ; it startles you a bit. `` Anyone there ? '' Then you realize how punch-drunk that was ; the fry are at grammas, and the b/f is at menage - he would take in yelled out if he had come over. You dismiss it and go back to the hot bathing tub piss. You 've been wanting sex all day ; knowing that you wo n't be getting any till tomorrow is knock over, but your fingers can fix that. You spread your legs and run your hands over your titty and down further to your puss. You play with the outer sass and then the inside lips. You take a sip of rum and then drop away a fingerbreadth inside yourself. Slowly you move the finger in and out ; the other hired hand comes down and softly massages your clit. forgetful to anything that going on in your theatre, the rum, the H2O and your finger's breadth have whisked you away to a place where you can love yourself.

I pick up the remote and head outside. I 've taken all the hooey of yours I want ; I 'm at the crossroads now ! Do I take aim what I REALLY want ? I stand there thinking for only a second ; the bulge in my pants decides for me. I re-enter your house and lock the door. 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 bootleg bra that hide those magnificent breasts from me and complain 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 way. I find your intimate apparel drawer. I pull out a few distich of rayons ; I also find some pretty pink panties, `` I 'll necessitate these, too '', I think to myself. Now, my gist beating hard, I just have to wait. I stand behind the threshold. I can see down the hallway. I hear softened auditory sensation coming from the bathroom. I dismiss them as you washing yourself. I stand, waiting, in the dark, my hands clenching your lingerie, my care to help me take something I REALLY want ! !

You 've made yourself cum. The combination of rum and cumming has made you loose headed. You quickly wash and gargle off. The smell 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 hook in the bathroom. It is VERY soft and fleshly ; it makes you feel 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 find your cell phone. You look everywhere, but the headphone is on where to be found."Fuck it ! ”, you think,"his exit !"as you walk toward your bedroom.

I see you coming down the foyer ; with the lights out in the room I can see you through the quip in the doorway. You enter the room.

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

I grab you and force you toward the bed. You fall face first of all onto the bed. Before you know what is going on, I take one nylon and quickly bind your radiocarpal joint behind your back. I take another of your lightlessness nylons and wrapper and tie it around your eyes ! You go to cry ; 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 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 joint and tie a hose around it and then around the bedpost.

"What the fuck is going on ; where has this prick seed 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 other leg is pulled away from your body at an almost 90 stage angle."This asshole is tying me down ; I have to get away !"You struggle with what posture you have left to throw me off you.

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

You've thrown the pig off, but you can not move very much. You thrash about as sound you can ; not will to go for the place you have found yourself into. And to make affair uncollectible, contrary to what your brain is thinking, your pussy is telling another write up ; you feel yourself getting wet.

I stand up and look at my dirty money ( 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 beaut !"

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

"Mmmmmmmm, bald ! ! nice ! !"

"bastard ”, 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 straits says this can not bump, but the rest 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 warm, 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 strike to the former incline of the bed to get the other arm.

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

I smile as I see you trying to unfreeze 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 relinquish, I grab your left arm.

You groan as I take your left arm. You finis chance for freedom is gone. You can not sputter 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 double birdie before me, I stand up to admire you. You are more beautiful than I had imagined. You skin looks so lenient, your branch so nice ! I look at your shaved twat and see just a tiny fall of your wetness. I take the knife and cut the nightee at the stern. I then take it in my two mitt and slowly tear it up your body, over your breasts and to the neck opening. With a jerk, I tear it there and throw the material to the English. You breasts are now exposed ! !

You hear the tearing and finger the jerk. You hate this, but WANT it more. You know you are naked before him. You thrash your principal back and forth in a debile act of defiance. Suddenly he starts to touch you ; everywhere but just lightly at offset - everywhere, anywhere, he wants, he touches you, his finger's breadth running gently over your peel. You feel the aristocratical breeze of your open window on your bare cutis ! Your mammilla are hard from his touch, but now are made even harder with the breeze ! Your leg are tingly, as are your arms ! He continues to lightly bear on you anywhere, gently exploring everywhere as your exposed nudeness starts to shine. 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 body is giving away the fact you want this to happen, that you want him - you know HE knows this ! He continues to osculate and touch and find your consistency !

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

You drink it down, a big gulp, wanting more, but not rum ! ! He has you lie back as he continues to kiss you - your hands are pinned behind you - your breasts heaving, your nipples extremely hard from all the attending he has been paying them. He kisses your belly, he continues down your organic structure - he kisses your flop 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 joint, I see your desire, your want, for him is glistening in the moonshine coming in through the unresolved windowpane !

His backtalk, his tongue, brushwood over your outer lips - you rise to see his lips, but it is too of late - he has continued to kiss up over your venus hammock and higher. You can feel his hand following behind his osculation though - It is on your leftover inner thigh just inch from where his brim where just at ! He has now moved up and is kissing and sucking on your painfully aroused pap - his hand moves closer ; you try and spread your legs even wider than they already are- his paw is almost touching your wetness ; you rise to suffer his handwriting trying to insure you will get some rest from the desire.

"Not this time ”, I think to myself as my mitt just encounter over your lovemaking stain, my fingers just graze your `` backtalk '' ! I steal a bit of your dew as it attaches itself to my fingertips

His hand starts sliding down around your rightfield inner thigh, down to your knee and back up but now he has forced your wooden leg further apart. Quickly, you feel yourself pulled down the bed a bit and your articulatio genus are up in the air !

His hand is now kneading the back of your thigh on their way to your butt. In the mean time, after kissing your nipples and tit and cervix and weapons system and mentum and sass and face and neck opening and breasts and mamilla, he is now kissing your cushy belly all over, slowly working is way down, down to where your desire is live, but has not yet even been touched. Sometime during this sexual act, he himself has become naked and for the first time you can sense his skin against yours - his chest rubs against your surd nipples his mamilla touch yours ! You feel his breath - it 's hot, but cool on your spread, exposed wetness ! As his hint gets closer and you can almost feel his lingua and lips on your totally exposed womanhood, you suddenly find just how shake up he is ! A drop-off of `` him '' lands on your cheek and a suddenly time later another lands on your modest lip just as his clapper touches your womanly outer sassing !

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

His strong custody, which where kneading your bum, now move to pull those kayoed lips open - as his tongue ghost your inner lip, his `` head '' jot your partially open lip. His knife goes deeper as his `` head '' sideslip between your opening sass. He continues going deeper both with his lingua and now his fingerbreadth are probing too, but also his manhood is slipping deeper into your sass - 2 then 4 then 6 fingers are entering you ! `` He '' is almost to your throat - his knife 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 clapper touches `` her '' and then my sassing 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 cold-shoulder 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 fingerbreadth are pistoning in and out of you, coated in your `` inflammation ''. You are groaning but they are muffled as my tool 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 thought of him sliding down your throat adds to your desire. You do n't need it to hold back because it feels toooooo good what my knife and finger's breadth are doing between your peg ! The compounding of my tongue flicking your clit and my lips sucking on her and `` me '' going in and out of your back talk, are too a good deal for you ! You shudder 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 fingerbreadth too have slowed their unceasing ramming inside of you. I pull my cock out of your mouthpiece and give you a chance to catch your breath. With your eyes closed and sweat on your forehead, you lie there spread-eagle. I get up and look down on you - your chest still heaving your legs still spread panoptic and she is glistening in your own wetness and I can still see your button pulsating ever so slightly. Without warning, I quickly move between your legs and slam my well hard cock into your loose wetness - he slides in all the way as your middle open in surprise ! ! 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 bone IS rubbing against her - she has not had time to blot out. My hips gyrate in and out and around and around -you have not had time to find 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 cook to cum yet .