It 's a warm Friday and I 'm driving around when I see this GORGEOUS woman come out of a construction. She's wearing a pink blouse and short fateful shirt. She has long hairsbreadth and red, red lips. I ca n't recount, but I think she is, wearing a bra, but she looks peachy up top. Looking down, no hose, so she 's either wearing step-in, or nothing ! My cock stirs.

It 's resign sentence for you. Just another Friday afternoon. You are looking forward to the weekend ; the Thomas Kyd are going to grammas tonight and maybe you can convince her to keep them one More night and then you can experience the plaza to yourself ; just you and your b/f ! You get in you car and do n't notice the blackened motortruck that was driving by but has stopped now. You start up your car, good turn on the music and air, and drive dwelling forgetful to your surroundings.

I watch as you drive off and think, hmmm, VERY well dressed, gracious car, hmmm, she probably has a few bucks, or at to the lowest degree some good stuff 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 home. You hop out of your car and manner of walking inside. It 's been a long week ! All you want mightily now is a drunkenness and a bath ! But first base, you have to take the kids to an over-nighter at grammas. You do n't mark the black truck parked just down the street !

I watched as you got out of your car. Nice long legs, but still could state about the step-in - I thought I caught a glance of shameful, but could n't be sure enough. I could wait.

The drink and bathroom would experience to wait. It was late. You gathered the kids and get their stuff ready. It was 7 by the meter 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 office ; yours seems like no divergence. But why you I think ? What made me foot you ? I ca n't play 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 workweek. It 's dark by the clip you get home. You drive aright by the black truck, but pay no notice of it. You go in your menage, kick off your shoes and mix yourself a drink, a TALL one. You take a few sips then go into your bedroom. `` bathe time '' you think to yourself. You undo the buttons of your pink blouse and let it devolve off your shoulder joint. You undo the button of your skirt and unzip the zipper ; the chick drops to the storey too. You stand in strawman of the mirror admiring your dead 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 house and now, standing by your bedroom window, watching you, I am treated to a strip show like NO other ! ! A gorgeous woman slipping sensuously out of her VERY sexy clothes and standing before me in a VERY Nice contraband bra straining to keep those breasts in check and a very tiny, INCREDIBLY sexy black G-string that hides only the most private of your buck private parts. My cock is as severely as it has ever been. `` I 'll be taking your clobber pretty noblewoman '', I think to myself, `` but maybe Sir Thomas More too ! '' With your dorsum to me, you undo your bra and let fall to the floor. You then flake your g-string off and bend over to deplume it past your knee and drop to the floor. I see that beautiful brown ass hole of yours and my paw instinctively goes to my dick. `` 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 hale your knocker - the nipples go hard. You run your hands over your body and stretchiness. Your deal tinge your pussy ; it seems to linger there farseeing than anywhere else. `` Are you horny '', I whisper to you. Of grade you can not see me, but instead fetch the other hand to your twat and dramatic play. I 'm stroking my cock in tune with you rubbing your puss. Suddenly you stop. You take another long drink and finish it off. You leave the bedroom.

'' Geez, I have a great dead 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 need 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 rigor of your nipples ; `` I am ONE SEXY woman '', you think to yourself. You finish off your drink ; it went down WAY too well-to-do ! Naked, you walk out of your bedroom and mix yourself another drinking ; a little more rum, a petty less Pepsi this meter. Drink in hired hand, you walk to the bathroom and bug out running the water. `` This is going to feel courteous '', you think and you sip on your potable. As the weewee fill, you examine your breasts in the mirror again. You hold them and pertain the mamilla. They go hard ! `` Guys like that '', you think to yourself with a smirk. You take another farseeing sip from your crapulence. You can just protrude to palpate the warming affect the rum is having on you. The rum seems to be warming you all over, but especially your purulent - you like rum ! `` Did I lock the doorway when I came in ? '' you think to yourself. `` Would n't need that neighbor 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 out yourself one more drinking for the bathroom ; a little more of that warming rum and a bit of Pepsi Cola, then back to the tub. You test the piss and parapraxis in ; it feels soooooooooo good as the water touches and caresses every division of your body it touches. drinking in script 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 piss drainpipe all the weekly tension from your body.

What luck, I do n't bear to prise the curl or anything. She 's forgotten to operate the doorway ! I slip in. I hear water running and smile. I start looking around the place ; a lot of Nice clobber ! ! I start picking out the lowly most expensive looking things. `` Hmmm, no sound ! That 's convenient '', I think. I see your cell phone lying on the mesa ; `` you wo n't be needing this '', as I add it to my loot. Suddenly I hear you walking toward the doorway. I quickly hide. I hear you lock the door and take the air back to the bathroom. I hear the water stopover ; I wait a few min then proceed to pull together the things I 've taken. I quickly film them to my motortruck. I come back in and get the TV and stereo ; the remote drops to the floor ! !

You hear a thump ; it startles you a bit. `` Anyone there ? '' Then you realize how whacky that was ; the kids are at grammas, and the b/f is at domicile - he would have yelled out if he had come over. You dismiss it and go back to the hot bathing tub water supply. 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 hired man over your breasts and down further to your slit. You play with the outer lips and then the inner sass. You take a sip of rum and then slip a finger inside yourself. Slowly you move the fingerbreadth in and out ; the former hand comes down and softly massages your clit. Oblivious to anything that going on in your house, the rum, the water and your fingers have whisked you away to a place where you can enjoy yourself.

I pick up the remote and headway outside. I 've taken all the material of yours I want ; I 'm at the crossroads now ! Do I deal what I REALLY want ? I stand there thinking for only a 2d ; the jut in my knickers decides for me. I re-enter your house and interlock 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 black bra that hide those glorious breasts from me and kick it across the room. That 's when I see you `` pantie ''. There is nix much there ! I pick them up ; they are still wet. I taste them ; mmmmmm. I KNOW I 've made the right determination. I look around the room. I find your intimate apparel drawer. I pull out a few pairs of nylon ; I also find some pretty garden pink panties, `` I 'll need these, too '', I think to myself. Now, my heart beating severe, I just have to await. I stand behind the doorway. I can see down the hallway. I hear muffled speech sound coming from the bathroom. I dismiss them as you washing yourself. I stand, waiting, in the dark, my workforce clenching your lingerie, my aids to help me take in something I REALLY want ! !

You 've made yourself cum. The combination of rum and cumming has made you light headed. You quickly dampen and rinse off. The smell of your sex permeates the can. 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 luxuria you 're feeling. You go to find your cellphone phone. You look everywhere, but the speech sound is on where to be found."Fuck it ! ”, you think,"his loss !"as you walk toward your bedroom.

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

You enter your sleeping accommodation."Hmm, the lights 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 tie down your wrists behind your vertebral column. I take another of your blacken rayons and wrap and tie it around your middle ! You go to shout out ; I tie another nylon around your sass. You struggle as I carefully get off you and peck 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 hold on your thrashing around. I take one ankle and tie a hose around it and then around the bedpost.

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

I just polish off 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 spot you have found yourself into. And to realize matters worse, wayward to what your mind is thinking, your pussy is telling another story ; you feel yourself getting wet.

I stand up and look at my trophy ( almost ). You lie there in your red nightee JUST barely covering what will soon be mine. As you thrash about, the nightee slowly inches high-pitched."Yes, keep on struggling my looker !"

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

"Mmmmmmmm, bald ! ! overnice ! !"

"damn ”, you think to yourself,"why do I let 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 head says this can not occur, but the relief of you needs it to happen.

I've caught my breathing time. 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 squirm me away. You are strong, but I have the vantage. You quickly tier. I take your right helping hand and tie one end of a nylon around it and then to the bedpost. I get off you to affect to the other side of the bed to get the other arm.

He's been to warm for you - even in that brief moment of freedom, he was able to keep in line you ; you HATE being controlled. Exhausted, you feel your correctly 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 liberate yourself."I LOVE a girl with punk ”, I say as I smile watching you. Just when I think YOU think you have a probability of getting resign, I grab your allow arm.

You groan as I take your left arm. You last fortune for freedom is gone. You can not struggle 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 final stage 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 easygoing, your pegleg so decent ! I look at your plane pussy and see just a bantam fall of your wetness. I take the knife and cut the nightee at the tail end. I then take it in my two hands and slowly bust it up your consistence, over your knocker and to the neck opening. With a jerk, I tear it there and throw the stuff to the side. You bosom are now exposed ! !

You hear the tearing and palpate the jerk. You hate this, but WANT it more. You know you are naked before him. You thrash your head teacher back and Forth River in a weakly act of rebelliousness. Suddenly he starts to touch you ; everywhere but just lightly at 1st - everywhere, anywhere, he wants, he touches you, his fingerbreadth running gently over your skin. You feel the gentle breeze of your open window on your bare peel ! Your nipples are hard from his touch, but now are made even harder with the breeze ! Your legs are tingly, as are your arms ! He continues to lightly rival you anywhere, gently exploring everywhere as your disclose desolation 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 snog and touch and feel your body !

I pause to take a drink of your deglutition."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 bindings that hold your coat of 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 tit heaving, your nipple extremely arduous from all the attention he has been paying them. He kisses your belly, he continues down your physical structure - 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 joint, I see your desire, your privation, for him is glistening in the moonshine coming in through the open window !

His lips, his natural language, brush over your outer lips - you rise to take on his lips, but it is too late - he has continued to kiss up over your genus Venus mound and higher. You can feel his bridge player following behind his buss though - It is on your left interior thigh just column inch from where his lips where just at ! He has now moved up and is kissing and sucking on your painfully aroused nipples - his hand movement closer ; you try and spread your branch even panoptic than they already are- his hired man is almost touching your wetness ; you rise to meet his hand trying to insure you will get some ease from the desire.

"Not this time ”, I think to myself as my hand just coppice over your love daub, my fingers just browse your `` lips '' ! I steal a bit of your dew as it attaches itself to my fingertips

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

His helping hand is now kneading the back of your thigh on their way to your butt. In the mean fourth dimension, after kissing your nipples and titty and cervix and arms and chin and sass and buttock and neck and knocker and nipple, he is now kissing your soft 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 experience his pelt against yours - his pectus rub against your heavily nipples his nipples touch yours ! You feel his intimation - it 's hot, but cool on your spread, exposed wetness ! As his breath gets closer and you can almost palpate his tongue and mouth on your totally exposed fair sex, you suddenly palpate just how excited he is ! A drop curtain of `` him '' lands on your cheek and a unretentive prison term later another lands on your small lip just as his knife touches your womanly tabu brim !

I have straddled you, my prick just inches from your mouth. My implements of war have moved between your pegleg pushing apart your thigh even more. Both men are squeezing and pulling and rolling your ass impudence ; one in each hand.

His strong hands, which where kneading your bum, now move to draw in those outer lips open - as his spit touches your inner sass, his `` head '' mite your partially spread lips. His tongue goes deeper as his `` head '' slip between your opening lip. He continues going deeper both with his tongue and now his finger's breadth are probing too, but also his manhood is slipping deeper into your mouth - 2 then 4 then 6 finger's breadth are entering you ! `` He '' is almost to your throat - his tongue 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 button is red and swollen and begging to be kissed ! My tongue touches `` her '' and then my lips envelop `` her ''. I start sucking on her, softly, drawing her out of her case even farther and as she is drawn out, my natural language is making ever so cold-shoulder inter-group communication 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 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 thought of him sliding down your throat adds to your desire. You do n't desire it to stop because it feels toooooo good what my spit and digit are doing between your legs ! The combining of my tongue flicking your clit and my brim sucking on her and `` me '' going in and out of your mouth, are too practically for you ! You chill and then go stiff as you cum all over my digit ! ! I stop sucking on her and flicking and rubbing my clapper over her. My finger too have slowed their incessant ramming inside of you. I pull my cock out of your lip and give you a prospect to catch your intimation. With your eyes closed and sudor on your forehead, you lie there spread-eagle. I get up and look down on you - your breasts still heaving your legs still spread astray and she is glistening in your own wetness and I can still see your clitoris pulsating ever so slightly. Without warning, I quickly move between your pegleg and mosh my swollen severely cock into your open wetness - he slides in all the way as your optic open in surprise ! ! II cut the nylon holding your legs apart. I pull your wooden leg apart even more and enter you to the hilt - my hands grab your waistline and I drive him deeper into you. Now my pubic os IS rubbing against her - she has not had time to hide out. My hips gyrate in and out and around and around -you have not had meter to recover 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 gear up to cum yet .