It’s a very warm summer evening, and you’re relaxing on your bed upstairs with a glass of wine and some music after a long Saturday spent working around your 2-story condo. You had a nice, long shower earlier and are now lying on naked your bed, feeling mellow from the wine, but also a little depressed about spending another Saturday night alone. Thinking you hear a noise; you go downstairs to investigate and find the sliding glass door leading to the backyard unlocked - you’re not sure whether you locked it before you showered after finishing your work outside. You think you might have seen some movement in the dark out of the corner of your eye, but you decide it’s the wine at work with your overactive imagination. You lock the sliding door and recheck the others, then go back upstairs, lie back down, and pick up your current erotic romance, hoping to calm your uneasiness. The story you’re reading is quite erotic, and you find yourself getting aroused, touching your nipples, which are becoming erect, and feeling heat and moisture in your pussy. You once again think about having to spend the night alone, with no one to help you quench your growing lust, and think of your favorite vibrator sitting on the nightstand beside you. But it’s too hot, so you decide to wait until it cools down in an hour or two for a nice long session with your vibrator. You put your book down, turn off your reading light and lie quietly, still naked and uncovered on top of the bed, just lightly caressing your nipples in the dark, but eventually you fall asleep without first satisfying yourself with your vibrator.
I slipped into your condo while you were in the shower, and I've been waiting inside, hidden in a closet since you came downstairs and relocked the door. I know you’re alone and that your neighbors are away for the weekend. I’ve been thinking about you for days, imagining how your hot pussy would feel around my cock, and I finally decided that I had to have you before the night was over. I've been hiding since entering your condo, but since you relocked the door and turned out all the lights downstairs before moving upstairs to your room for the night, I’ve been free to move about downstairs, waiting anxiously for you to go to sleep – waiting for just the right moment to slip quietly upstairs and take you. Your light upstairs has been off for half an hour, and finally I decide you’re probably asleep, so I quietly climb the stairs and pause outside your room, listening to your breathing. Deciding you are deeply asleep, I enter your room and notice you lying naked on your bed, your luscious body illuminated by the full moon streaming through the window. The vision of your naked body captures me - your soft skin seeming to glow in the moonlight. I can see the soft fullness of your breasts and perky nipples, and my cock begins to swell as I imagine how warm and soft they would feel to my touch and how your nipples would get hard as I sucked on them. You shift slightly in your sleep, opening your legs just enough for me to clearly see your shaved pussy lips in the bright moonlight - I catch my breath as the sight of your luscious pussy causes my cock to swell even more, and I move a little closer, drawn to you. Closer to you I can see your pussy more clearly and smell the sweet musky female scent of you. Remembering I’m not here just to admire you, I lean down and lightly brush my fingers up the inside of your thigh, causing you to moan quietly in your sleep. I pass my fingertips lightly across your left nipple, and your hand instinctively trails up your belly to your breasts. I'm no longer sure if you're asleep or awake as you begin to caress your nipples, moaning softly and squirming, as if beckoning me to continue with my plans. As I watch you fondling yourself in your sleep, my cock is continuing to swell in my jeans, becoming uncomfortably tight and begging for attention. I rub my hardness through the material as I watch you, your hands caressing your gorgeous, full breasts, then gliding down your belly and between your legs, and hear your breathing quicken, as you continue to moan lightly.
No longer able to contain my own lust, I grab both of your wrists with one hand, and place the other over your mouth. "Shhh, I’m not going to hurt you - we’re just going to have a little fun, which you appear to need badly. I guarantee you will enjoy it." You are startled by my actions and my voice and, although still half asleep, you try to push me away, but I easily hold you down on the bed. As I take my hand off your mouth, you try to speak or scream, but I quickly cover your mouth with mine, pressing my lips hard against yours and sliding my tongue inside your open mouth, stifling your attempt to speak. Meanwhile I pull your hands away from your pussy and replace them with one of my own, and find you already quite wet, which further intensifies my arousal. You try to fight me off, squirming underneath me as I hold you down with my body, holding your wrists over your head with one hand and with the other between your legs, tightly clamped over your mound, and my mouth still tightly pressed against yours. As you continue to squirm, I slide a finger deep into your already wet pussy, excited by the tight hotness of your pussy walls enveloping my finger. I also press the heel of my hand tightly against your mound, holding you down, but also putting pressure on your clit as you squirm, providing intense stimulation - together with my finger probing deep inside your pussy, this seems to be arousing you, and your pussy is getting wetter as your juices begin to flow freely. I can't resist having a taste, and I bring my finger up to our joined mouths and slide my finger in between our tongues, mingling your sweet warm juices in our mouths. I then grasp one of your hands and drag it down to the huge, aching bulge in my jeans. You begin to grasp it in a brief moment of lust, then pull away quickly as if you realize you shouldn't be cooperating, and you use both hands to try again push me away. I grab a handful of your hair, pulling your face beside mine, and whisper menacingly in your ear, "I've been watching you and thinking about you for days, and I'm taking what I want from you tonight, so don't struggle or scream - things will get very nasty if you do."
You gasp and begin to tremble, but knowing you're powerless against my deep desires, you are quiet and have stopped pushing me away. You're breathing and wide eyes indicate fear, but your hard, erect nipples and wet, swollen pussy suggest the excitement stirring between your legs may be contributing to your increased heartbeat and rapid breathing. You lie quietly on the bed as I quickly unfasten my jeans and let them fall to the floor, revealing a very large, thick, hard cock staring at you. As I step out of my jeans towards you, I take my rigid cock in my hand and whisper softly, "Now you will use your tongue and mouth to please my cock, but I warn you not to bite it or something bad will happen." I push the head of my thick cock against your lips, and, as instructed, your pink tongue comes out on its own and slowly swirls around the head as I hold it for you. Slowly, I press forward, separating your lips with the swollen head of my cock, and I begin to thrust my hips slowly, forward, and back, each time sliding a little more of my stiff cock past your lips into your warm, wet mouth.
If I didn’t know better, I’d swear you're enjoying my cock as I slide it slowly in and out past your lips, advancing it further and further into your hungry, waiting mouth. Your hands are on my hips, holding me from going too deep, or maybe guiding me – I can’t tell for sure. I don’t know that you’ve been incredibly horny all day and fell asleep in the heat before you could get yourself off, but I do sense that you are as aroused as you are frightened. I grasp your head firmly with a hand in your hair and continue to slowly feed my thick cock in and out of your mouth, pushing now clear to the back of your throat. I ask, "Do you like having your mouth fucked by my big, fat, hard cock?" You glance up into my eyes, but since your mouth is full you can only half mumble, "MMMHHHHMMM." Whether you mean it or not, I’m not sure, but the vibrations of your response stimulate my cock, causing it to twitch. I smile and laugh quietly, "I knew it. You ARE a horny little cunt, and I’m going to take care of your horny little cunt and all your needs tonight." With that comment, I pull my throbbing cock almost out of your mouth and plunge it back deep in the back of your throat, my balls slapping against your chin. You gag at first, but as I get into a hard rhythm, holding your head firmly and pulling it onto my cock with each thrust, you seem to handle it like a pro. My pace increases, and I can feel almost constant vibrations along my rigid shaft from your moaning – from pain and fear or from passion and pleasure, I can’t be sure. I wonder if you are getting off on feeling my throbbing hardness plunging in and out of your cock-starved mouth?
After several minutes of fucking your luscious mouth, the intense feelings finally drive me to an orgasm - I moan loudly and urgently pull your head to my crotch by your hair, forcing my throbbing cock, which amazingly is growing even thicker, longer, and harder, almost violently against the back of your throat, and holding it there. My orgasm is erupting from deep in my body, and my muscles tighten, and my hips begin to jerk as the thick, hot cum explodes from my spasming cock into the back of your throat. I can see your eyes grow huge in the moonlight, and I know you’re feeling the searing heat of my cum sliding down the back of your throat as you try desperately to swallow it all. As the last spasms begin to subside, I pull my cock out of your mouth and squeeze the remaining cum over your lips and chin, rubbing it all around with the glistening head of my cock. Then, pushing it back into your waiting mouth, I whisper, "Clean it off", and you hungrily suck my cock deep, then lick up and down the shaft and around the head, cleaning very bit of cum off, then pausing to suck every last drop from the slit at the tip. "Now suck my balls," I say as I grab your hair once again and force your mouth towards my heavy hanging sack. You take one into your mouth and roll it around as you gently caress the other with your fingers. I slowly stroke my semi-hard cock, watching you intently and loving the feeling of your tongue, lips, and mouth on my sensitive balls. As you move from one ball to the other, giving them a thorough tongue bath and gentle sucking, my cock begins to get hard again. I guide one of your hands to my stiffening cock and urge you to stroke it as you continue to suck and lick my balls – then I guide your mouth back up to my now hard cock, sliding it deep inside again – you hungrily suck it again, and move your hand down to squeeze and fondle my saliva-soaked balls.
I lay you back on the bed and begin kissing you with passion and lust, tasting myself on your lips and tongue. This time you’re not struggling to escape – instead you are kissing me back with the same passion. I caress your gorgeous, soft breasts and spend time pinching and playing with your erect nipples before my hand wanders down across your belly to your smooth thighs, which I gently massage from your crotch to your knee and back with my hand. I lightly brush my fingertips across your trimmed pussy on my way to your other thigh. You thrust your hungry pussy out to meet my passing hand, trying to capture some contact with your inflamed clit, but I continue to your other thigh, massaging my way down and back before arriving again at your attention-starved, juicy pussy. Your hips rise again to meet my hand, and you squirm to make contact, grinding your sopping-wet pussy into my hand, immediately drenching it in your abundant, hot juices. "Mmmmmmmmm, you are SO WET." I say, and bring my fingers to your mouth, leaving a trail of musky wetness across your lips on my way to my own mouth, where I lustily inhale the exotic aroma, close my eyes and suck your juices off my fingers. But I need more than a taste, so I kneel down at the end of the bed and pull your hips towards me – you throw your legs over my shoulders and dig your heels into my back, urgently trying to bring my face to your needy pussy.
Slowly I kiss, nibble and lick the inside of your silky-smooth thighs, while you writhe and moan on the bed in front of me. As I blow lightly on your glistening pussy lips and brush my tongue lightly and teasingly over them, you whimper and, far too aroused to be disgusted with yourself for doing so, beg me, "Please, lick my pussy and make me cum." Instead, I slide a finger between your swollen lips and into your soaked pussy, probing deep and finger-fucking your hot, slippery pink hole, eliciting moans of pleasure and anticipation from you. I slip a second finger inside, pumping both in and out, continuing to play with you, avoiding your clit, but rubbing your pussy lips and finger fucking you until you’re aching for stimulation of your clit so you can cum. At your begging, I move my mouth to your hot, hungry pussy and suck your swollen lips into my mouth, nibbling and sucking on them, then probing your hot slit and tight hole with my tongue, but still not touching your throbbing clit. You are so wet for me; my tongue glides over your pussy lips and through your hot slit with ease. Finally, after I feel you have agonized enough, I spread your hot, swollen lips, fully exposing your hard, throbbing clit, and suck your sensitive clit between my lips, sucking hard and flicking the sensitive head with the tip of my tongue. You immediately begin to moan uncontrollably and thrust your pelvis at my mouth, and I can tell you're going to cum soon. I spread my two fingers, still slippery and wet from finger-fucking you moments before, and jam one in your pussy and one in your ass, still sucking your clit rhythmically in tempo with my finger thrusts into your delicious, hot pussy and sweet, tight ass. You cry out and begin bucking your hips, toes pointed, back and neck arched, making ungodly sounds of pleasure like nothing I have ever heard before. I continue pumping my fingers in and out of you while sucking and licking your slick, swollen button, and you can't seem to stop cumming, your legs shaking and trembling almost uncontrollably. Eventually your cries die down, but the incredible display of your explosive orgasm has made me so hard I rise up and plunge my raging hard cock into your still spasming pussy, then begin slow deliberate forceful strokes, driving the full length of my incredibly taught, stretched shaft repeatedly into your hot, very wet pussy. My strokes become more urgent and powerful with each thrust. I grab your thighs roughly and begin pulling your pelvis forcefully to meet my powerful thrusts in perfect rhythm, causing your whole body to quake every time my hard, throbbing cock slams balls-deep into your inflamed pussy. I tell you "You like getting your hot pussy fucked by my hard, thick cock, don't you?" Pounding you fast and hard like a jackhammer, I approach an explosive orgasm with no concern about whether you cum or not - this is only about me. It doesn't matter, because you also are approaching another shuddering orgasm.
You cry out loud "Oh god. Please...Don't...Stop...Fucking...Me!" and push your hips into me, squeezing my cock tightly with your cunt muscles, as if your pussy wanted to keep it inside you. You rock your hips back and forth in rhythm with my powerful strokes, reaching up, wrapping your hands around my arms and pulling me forward, slamming as far into your ravenous pussy as my cock can possibly penetrate. You're panting like an animal in heat and feel yourself begin to lose control. Letting go completely, you moan deeply as the waves of incredible pleasure begin to overcome you. Incredibly, my aching, throbbing cock swells even more - I stop in mid thrust, and pull completely out, then slam my cock inside you deeply as I yell aloud and feel the heat of my cum explode inside you, sending you even farther over the edge. You shudder uncontrollably and grab me tightly, screaming out in pleasure, your sweet pussy grabbing my hard cock and milking it in rhythmic spasms.
Collapsing on the bed, we are both so totally spent that neither of us can move - we continue to hold each other until we stop trembling, and our frenzied breathing becomes normal again. After several minutes, I slowly rise and dress as you watch, the outline of my body silhouetted by the moonlight in the window, then without a word, I leave you, ravished and breathless, all you can do is smile contentedly to yourself and call out after me, "Next time you tell me you're going to give me the surprise of my life, I'll believe you!".