THE trespasser



When Daniel and I had got married, it was a dreaming come true. I was only 24 at the prison term, and he was 30. He was afters, caring, funny, energetic, and very loving. We always went on date nights, and had romantic dinners, it was wonderful. But over the first-class honours degree year of our marriage, he started to change. He would stay later at workplace and lead me eating alone 2 or 3 times a week. It was affection breaking to say the least. Every time I asked him to come home on clock time for dinner he would, at first. Then he started making up excuses why he couldn't make it plate public treasury late. I have always taken care of myself, work out regularly, always clean house shaven, and am always presentable. Now I am no supermodel but I was told plenty that I could be. Let me report myself. Standing 5'2'’ 110 lbs. with long curly red haircloth down to my ass. Light green eye. Not huge breast but a nice firm 32D cup, my ass was right there with it, with what was referred to as an"Onion"pillage. I hit the tanning bed after every body of work out considering I was a blanch red head. It only made my struggle whole tone formula as you would say, instead of pale white. My husband was in effective soma as well, standing 6'0'’ 180 lbs. of incline muscle. Very handsome and well-groomed for a man. I thought our life-time was heavy until he became upstage. Our sex life started to dwindle away quite quickly after the first year. He was a rattling lover in bed, he had a little bit over average out prick size, packing 7 inches when fully hard. He wasn't midst at all, but he knew how to hit the right field spots I guess you could say. I came at least once every metre.



We have been married for a year and a half. And he is a totally different person then the one I fell in dearest with. He is actually eating dinner party with me for the first time in 2 week, and I thought I would zest up the meal by wearing a slutty maids outfit while serving him. I cooked his deary meal, and served his plateful with a cold beer.

‘'Do you like your meal sweetheart ?'’

‘'It looks secure'’ while staring at his blackberry…

‘'Do you like my outfit ? Its genitalia less, and your afters is waiting.'’ I say with a sly smirk.

‘'Not in the mood for dessert, Tiff…'’

‘'How about some hot wet snatch then ?'’ Trying to profess I didn't know what he meant. Sitting on the corner of the table with my second joint open.

‘'I said NO, I am eating, then I have work to do !'’ Chugging his beer after rolling his eyes.

Trying not to act disturbed and hurt, I say ‘'Oh ok I'm sorry hunny, you are right.'’ I get up from the table and walk out of the kitchen and run upstairs, eye full of split. Ripping of my outfit and throwing it to the storey in the closet. After getting dressed I had downstairs to clean up and possibly have a decent conversation with my so bid husband. But the kitchen is dark and there is light coming from his position door. So I creep over to the doorway and try and listen, he is on the earpiece talking about meeting up with someone in a bit. My stomach is in naut mi, as I start to wonder what has happened to my man and wife. Then he hangs up and the door flies open. He stares me down, like I am a nasty piece of trash for trying to have sex with my married man. Pushing past me he heads towards the door.

‘'Where are you going ?'’

‘'Work called, they need me to go over right away, a client needs to see me.'’ He says with a cocky tone.

‘'When will you be back ? How late will you be ? Will we be capable to watch a movie later ?'’

He eye balls me with a look of hate and scowls, ‘'I'll be back when I am BACK ! !'’

Angrily I stormed off, knowing replete wellspring that his ‘ client'was going to be fucking him. What a fucking pig, he has the nerve to be fucking some filth from work, when I want to please him in every way.

I ran upstairs and peered out the windowpane, he was backing out of the driveway. I opened the window as he took off down the street. The opposite counseling then workplace of course. It was a cool outpouring night, so I thought I'd leave it open for a bit. I got a hot rain shower, then put on a spaghetti strap and a pair of pantie, then hoped into bed to watch my display. It was about 10:30 when I turned the tv off, and rolled over to go to sleep, he of course of study was not home still. But I was too bowl over to care.

It was about 2 a.m. when I felt the assuredness breeze against my bare leg, half asleep I reached for my blanket, and bumped something firm and hairy. I grabbed it with my mitt to palpate what it was, but before I could turn around to see who it was, they shoved my head into the pillow. Now wide awake I started to freak out, thinking it was my husband trying to bolt down me finally. But my face was to the face so I was able to breath, as I struggled I tried to see who it was, but couldn't see a face. Then I notice the shadow on the rampart, it was not my married man at all. But a stranger, the tincture was massive with long hair, and a huge organic structure, like some form of wrestler. Then sheer scare as the savage intruder grabbed my panty, and ripped them from my body in one whip. His paw were massive, as he grabbed my go away ass cheek and squeezed it tightly, I then was able to get just how big the stranger was. My whole cheek was in his giant hands, and I knew that he could pluck me to tear up at any minute. Im begging for mercy and pleading for him not to anguish me, ‘'please ill give you anything you want in my house…'’ the massive beast slams down on top of me, and puts his hands all over my body. Ripping my shirt loose to exhibit my bosom, he starts to fondle me like some variety of toy. The smell of him was that of dirty gym socks and sweat. Still pleading and asking to be let go, I feel his hands grab my wrists and pin them to my side. I scream in terror, ‘'OMG delight stop ! Let me go ! ! Please !'’ Then I feel his vast tongue on my vertebral column, its wide and rough like the feeling of a khat tongue…he licks up and down my back ignoring my excited plea. Then his tongue goes over my ass, and between my thighs, sliding into my pussy. I gasp for air at the shock of it. I try to get away but pitch seem to break release, his monumental and impregnable hands have me pinned. He pulls my consistence into his face, sliding deeper and deeper. My body quivering against my will to the strong tongue inside me, I start to tingle all over as I feel just how farseeing his tongue is. The dirty filthy tongue of my trespasser is openhanded than my hubby dick ! I am losing control of consistence, my puss is starting to rave, and I get sparkle headed… ‘'whats happening to me.. ?'’ Am I enjoying this ? It jargon be substantial, I am getting turned on from this behemoth tongue inside me ! My body naturally takes over and I start thrusting into my strangers mouth, feeling my orgasm build, I feel as if I could pass out from pure lustfulness. Then the spit retracts from my dripping snatch."what the ass ? !'’ Not being capable to understand why he stopped or why I didn't want him too stumped me, and also irritated me. ‘'Why do I want his nasty tongue in me ? WHY ?'’ About 5 seconds had passed before I felt something else at my pussy, but this was way with child then the initiative. it started to push at my slopped kitty, and I knew what it was, this monster was about to lodge the biggest hammer I have ever had inside me. I was scared but my overleap pussy was throbbing and drooling for attention. Then the header pushed into my hollow, it was massive and solid, and the smallest voice of it. Thomas More and more alleviate inside me, ‘'OMG ! ! !'’ I screamed,"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ! !"He then jammed what felt like 3 soda pop nates stacked end to end, into my get hitched with kitty. I immediately came all over that monumental tool, a shrill of pain and lustfulness, made the biggest sexual climax ejaculate from my tiny body. I passed out for a few seconds to arouse with my hands released and his hands on my waist. He was using me as his personal fuck toy, and I wasn't stopping him. My slit drooling and slobbering all over the best pecker to ever be rammed into me. ‘'OMFG, shag ME YOU piece of tail monstrosity, roll in the hay ME WITH THAT BIG roll in the hay tool ! ! ! !'’ Not knowing what was happening to my body, I just took it, over and over. Then he grabbed my shoulder joint and without warning stood up with my body still on his cock. With one hired man around my berm and the former on my boob, he started slamming into me again and again. My consistency hadn't stopped quivering from the low gear orgasm when another one hit me. Not once did my new lover point fucking me…pounding effortlessly into my now swollen and stretched pussy. As I was approaching my third base orgasm, the beast tossed me on my bed. I waited a few mo before turning over on my rear. And there before me was a beastly man with long dark-brown hair, standing 6'10'’ 280 lbs and built like a tankful. His manhood pointing to the ceiling, and glistening with my juices. His body cut like a Harlan Stone mountain with effort running down his pectus. He stood quietly and stared for a minute, then swiftly darted towards me, throwing me onto the floor in nominal head of him. My succus dripping on my face and chest. I then instinctively knew what to do, I grabbed his member with both hands, and was in awe at the sheer mickle of this cock. My midget men just barley grasping half way around the shaft…I then licked from his baseball size balls to the head and back down. Tasting myself on him, trying to please this beast with my petite mouth. Stroking this cock was making me bed wetter, stroked so long they took secondment to complete. Staring into his dead eyes as I jerked him off while sucking on his balls. I felt the twitching of his member and he grabbed my boldness to squeeze his tip in my mouth. My jaw to the breaking spot as he let go one of the biggest freight on this major planet. I swallowed and swallowed for what seemed ilk forever, until it overflowed my lips and poured onto my buoyant tits. Then he pulled back and sprayed more all over my facial expression. I was covered in the most scrumptious cum I have ever tasted. Then before I could consider, he grabbed me by the pharynx, and tossed me onto the bed face down. Grabbing my hips and slamming into my ass balls deep all at once,"OH MY piece of ass GOD ! ! ! YESSSSSS !'’ I came instantly which sent jar waves thru my body, and as I did my beast busted again inside my married pussy. Quivering and convulsing I passed out onto the bed.

When I awoke it was 4:15, I was covered head to toe in thickly cum, and my pussy and ass swollen beyond recognition. But I didn't care…my trunk still precarious from my earth shattering orgasm, I wobbled to the toilet. As I approached the doorway, I heard the shower running,"OMG is Daniel home ? Did he see me like this ?'’ I push open the doorway slowly, and there is my new lover waiting for me to clean him off. I look down between my ramification, my pussy making a pool on the floor already. I walk in and close the door…I knew I was in for a rough Sunday morning, and I couldn't wait .