The Intruder

My girlfriend lay in her bed reading a book while the ten p.m. news played in the background. She was so engrossed by the novel, that she wasn't paying attention when the news announcer spent a good two minutes on a story about a series of assaults on single women in the metropolitan area. All of the women were between the ages of twenty-two and forty, and either lived alone or was alone at the time of the attacks. Entry was usually made through an unlocked window, although unbelievably, a few women reported that the intruder entered through and unlocked door. (Perfect for me to take advantage) After finishing the next chapter, she brushed her teeth, turned off the television, and turned in for the night, if she had been more alert, she would have gone around and made sure all of the windows and doors were locked up tight, unfortunately (or fortunately for me) though, she did not.

A little past two a dark figure used a sharp pocket knife to cut the screen to the back porch window, seconds later, now inside, the figure padded quietly across the carpeted living room to her bedroom. Putting his ear to the door, he could hear the steady rhythmic breathing of a person fast asleep. Carefully turning the handle, the door silently opened and the stranger moved to the side of the bed where she lay sleeping. A hand covered her mouth, bringing her wide-awake in seconds, she tried to scream, but no sound escaped around the gloved palm covering her mouth. Terror filled her heart, and she began to struggle wildly to free herself, but almost before she began, a voice said "Don't move, fight or scream, it'll only make it worse. If you relax, I promise I won't hurt you. Just do as I say and everything will be alright." A relaxing calm spread through her, and her fear turned to resignation.

She thought she recognized the voice. Her and her boyfriend talked about a fantasy of hers. She wanted to be raped. It was still dark in the bedroom as strong hands pulled back the covers. She knew what was happening, but try as she might, her arms wouldn't respond as they were tied to the bedposts. She could hear the sound of fabric being cut, and realized that who ever it was, had used scissors to cut away her nightie and panties, leaving her naked and totally accessible. He whispered into her ear, "Even though you can't move, I know that you can hear me."

"I will tell you that I am going to use you sexually for my own pleasure and enjoyment."

"Don't try to fight me, it is hopeless to resist, and also, one final thing, I adore giving orgasms to women who try and resist me, they fight it, but their bodies still respond to my touch. To make it more erotic and mysterious, I am leaving the lights off to let your imagination run wild."

It was quiet for a few minutes, and she strained to sense if he was still in the room. To her shock, the next thing she felt was a warm wet mouth on her nipple, sucking, nibbling, and licking her now erect little nub. Her breathing quickly grew shallow as the heat in her vagina intensified. "Very good, sweetie" he breathed into her ear, "I can see that you have very sensitive breasts, let's see how sucking them affected your pussy." A finger slipped inside of her, probing up and down her slit, taking a few extra seconds on her clit, which caused her to moan involuntarily. "I just love touching a woman" he said softly, "no matter how many times I've done it, it's just as exciting as the time before."

The excitement in her body was palpable, with her nerve ends standing at the ready, he caressed her body from head to toe, stopping along the way to give her breasts and pussy more attention. After what seemed like an eternity of foreplay, he whispered softly, "Now it's your time for your first darling, are you ready to have one now, your pussy seems to think so. She stiffened slightly, waiting for him to enter her, but instead, the air whistled from her lungs as his mouth engulfed her dripping pussy. She wished that it wasn't so, but a fire was growing in her pussy that she couldn't control. It was maddening, being forced into having sex with an unknown stranger, but having your body respond like he was your lover.

From down at her moans came a question, " Honey, if you want me to suck harder, flex your pussy for me, tighten and loosen it to show me your desire."

"Damn him," she thought, he was mocking her, but all the while knowing how badly she needed the relief only a hard climax could provide for her. Besides, he could keep her on the edge for as long as he wanted to, so she might as well give him what he wanted. Straining hard, she tightened and untightened the muscles in her pussy, which caused him to groan as he buried his tongue inside of her, driving her closer and closer to the much needed relief that just seemed to elude her capture"

You have a very responsive vagina" he offered between sucks, "I believe now is the time, your clitoris is full and demanding, so I offer it my tongue in homage." It swept over her like a monsoon, the blood rushing to her vagina, tearing through her loins until she almost passed out from its ferocity "Baby," he said calmly, "I can tell from the way your pussy was throbbing that you had a really hard climax, oh, my just feel your face, it's covered with sweat" Reaching over to her night stand, the intruder pulled a couple of tissues from a dispenser and while gently dabbing the moisture from her face said, "There, there, is that better, good, you're such a nice girl, and since you're a nice girl, I'm going to make you very happy.

She swallowed hard, still unable to speak, but still realizing exactly what was about to happen to her. "Your pussy seems so lonely," he said in a sweet voice, "that I'm going to introduce it to my friend, Mr. Dildo" Now pulling her legs open, he rubbed the hard dildo against her wet opening, while teasing her by making sure her clit was manipulated by his tongue. She made a little moan and he replied delightedly, "Oh, good, sounds like you need a good fucking, is that true?" Still unable to respond normally, she managed to make a low grunting sound that indicated she was indeed ready to be fucked. By now the dildo had slipped several inches into her pussy, which automatically gripped down on the thick invader, doing its best to force her to cum from the thick shaft. "Okay, honey," he whispered into her ear, "here we go"

With once massive shove, the eight inch spike rammed deep into her, causing a reflexive orgasm to shred her pussy on the first stroke. Over and over again he pounded it in and out of her, fucking her with it in a brutal almost primitive fashion, not caring in the least what her feelings or thoughts were, with the only goal being to slam her pussy until her juices jetted from her over and over again, giving her the sweet relief she so desired. A gurgle formed in her throat as her pussy began to shake as she erupted into an intense orgasm, after such a brutal and viscous assault.

She was beginning to regain just the hint of her motor skills, as she could now barely move the tips of her fingers and toes. A few moments later he was packed and ready to leave, but he had one last "gift" for her. Just before leaving he placed a special harness around her waist and affixed a small vibrator to a specially designed sleeve that held it in place. Carefully positioning the straps so they were in exactly the correct position, he flicked on the on switch, slipped the little hummer into its sheath, and inserted the rest of it into her still sopping wet pussy. After everything was just right, he tightened up the straps to assure that no amount of struggling could dislodge the little satisfier.

"Baby," he whispered, "I have to leave now, but I'm leaving you this little present between your legs."

"I can tell by your breathing that you really appreciate it, and I just put in new batteries so it should run for hours."

"What was that," he asked, "oh, you're having another orgasm, very good baby, I'm sure in the next few hours you will have many more."

"Well, it's time for me to leave, but don't worry, I'll be back, if you time it right, you might just be having another orgasm when I return. You must have enjoyed yourself, and never felt threatened, you never did say the word."