The Intruder
It didn't bother you in the bar when Steve had ogled you all evening before going home to his wife. It didn't bother you when Lisa had said she wished she could still get away with wearing no underwear in fitted dresses so it certainly wasn't going to bother you when some random couldnt take his eyes off you.
You walked to the entrance of your apartment and heard the taxi drive slowly away. Once inside you went in your bedroom and out onto the small balcony. One last cigarette before bed. You looked out over your quiet street. The taxi that dropped you off was parked with its lights on just before the bend that took you out onto the main road. Probably awaiting his next job as it was a peaceful spot to park in. Unless he was having a wank the dirty bugger. You smiled at the thought and put the cigarette out before returning inside and closing the balcony doors.
You slipped out of your dress and put on a little vest top and some shorts. It was getting warmer of a night time but still maybe a month away from sleeping naked. Once in bed you had a quick scroll through your phone and after a quick check on the usual social sights turned the light out and began to doze off.
The noise could have been anything but it's not a noise that immediately seemed familiar. It didn't strike you as the usual post midnight sounds that you sometimes hear. Car door, door banging in the wind, coat falling from the hook. Strangely this was almost a sound made by someone deliberately trying to remain silent.
But of course that's the least likely scenario. Isn't it? Is it the natural reaction of a single 30 something female to imagine the worst as a defence mechanism? Or is there genuinely something to fear? You're such a glass half full type of woman that it strikes you as odd that you now believe something is wrong. Stop being such a fool. You're fine.
But shit no there it is again. A footstep on the landing? A sleeve brushing against a wall? Now you're scared. Your heart is beating so loud that you think it may mask the sound of anything else. But now you have a decision to make. What do you do girl. You can lie there paralysed by fear and just allow events to unfold. But you've never been a victim, fuck that. You could scream for help but who reacts to screams like that anyway? Your neighbours would just assume it was the usual local commotion. You could try to teach your phone and call the police but what would you say? Hello operator I've heard a noise in my flat that I don't recognise can you send someone round?
Nope that's not the answer. The answer is you need to get up and put your mind at rest. Be a kick ass bitch and go see what the noise was. If indeed it was anything. You pull the covers back from the bed and throw your feet out onto the floor. The soft carpet should provide a silent passage out to the landing. The air is cool in your room. If you looked down you would see your nipples pushing against your flimsy vest top. But you don't. You're far too scared to worry about that. For now anyway.
You pull the door of your bedroom slowly open being careful not to make a sound. Should you grab something? A lamp? A heavy book? You decide against it. You'd rather have your hands free to run if need be. You step out into the passage now your eyes have adjusted to the dark and although there is no light you can make out the doorways and the corner table you have.
All doors are shut just as you expect and the table seems untouched. You give a big sigh of relief and half laugh to yourself. Jesus Christ girl of course no one is in your flat. Get back to bed and get some sleep you tell yourself.
Relieved you turn around to return to your room when a hand is clamped over your mouth and another around your throat. You try to scream but you can't. The strength of your assailant is overwhelming. You're powerless to stop him as he pushes you against the wall, his hands still firmly in place. He stands there silently staring intensely at you. Only his eyes and mouth visible through the ski mask he's wearing.
Even in the unlit passageway you can tell how dark his eyes are, they both terrify and captivate you as you stare back. He leans in towards you, the grip of both hands still too powerful to fight off. He puts his mouth close to your ear, his breath is warm but strangely not unpleasant on your skin as he speaks.
"If when I remove my hand from your mouth you decide to scream then I will squeeze on your throat and the last thing you will see before you die is satisfaction in my eyes. Do you understand?"
Your heart is pounding in your chest but you manage to summon up enough courage to nod. He moves his hand away from your mouth, his palm pressing down on your skin as it moves down over your chin, past his hand around your throat and down onto your chest.
"Who the fuck are you? Get your fucking hands off me."
But he doesn't stop. He continues to press his hand into you as it moves down in between your breasts and onto your flat stomach.
He pauses just as he reaches the waistband on your pyjama shorts. Your eyes have followed his hand down but now you look back at him, his gaze fixed firmly on your face. After what feels like an age he releases his other hand from around your throat and you catch your breath. Ever so slowly he begins to lift up your vest, the hem traces over your stomach and pushes your breasts up until it slides over them and over your nipples.
It stops him in his tracks. For the first time his eyes leave yours and he looks down. You hear him exhaling lustfully at the sight of your tits. You've never felt so wanted by a man and for all it's a terrifying situation it intrigues you.
"Please don't do this, I won't say anything to anyone if you leave now."
Every part of you should be fighting this monster off but you don't. You just stand there and watch as he does exactly as he pleases.
"Ssshhhhh" he whispers back and you realise no amount of pleading can stop him. His hands cup your breasts and he squeezes your nipples between the base of his thumb and forefinger, gently at first but gradually much firmer. You gasp at the sensation. Part pain but part pleasure. Why aren't you fighting him off? How the fuck did that happen?
Keeping his left hand working your nipple he moves his right hand down and into your shorts. It brushes over your freshly shaved pussy and stops just at your lips. He rests his fingers for what seems like an age before pushing them slowly inside you. They penetrate you so easily and you quickly realise that he has you wet! And he notices too.
His eyes find yours and you watch as his pupils enlarge in pure lust. His fingers slowly fuck you, your nipples rock hard as he roughly works them in turn. Without even realising you push your hips forward, inviting his fingers deeper inside you. He moves his left hand back around your throat but more gently than before.
His right hand moves up out of your shorts and his presses the 2 fingers that fucked you into your mouth. You instinctively suck on them, just as you would in any similar circumstances. You taste good. You always taste good but maybe this is better than ever.
"On your knees."
You don't move at first until he says it again.
"On your knees. Now."
There is no doubting that you're going to comply but you can't help enjoying making him wait just a little. You drop to your knees. Time seems to stand still as you await his next demand. Your heart is pounding and your breathing is deep but although you are a little fearful there is something else there as well. Some other feeling.
He places his hand under your chin and lifts your head up so you can see each other.
"Do it!"
You know exactly what is expected of you. You unbutton his jeans slowly, your trembling hands making the task all the more difficult.
You place your hand into his boxer shorts and take hold of his cock. It's rock hard. What did you expect? You take it out of his pants and without even realising it you begin to stroke it.
Your heart is still pounding but it's pure adrenaline and excitement now. There are no instructions anymore, there doesn't need to be.
You take his cock in your mouth. Your favourite hobby. It's big but you take the full length with ease. You go slow at first taking your time. You know it's the only time you will be in control tonight so you take advantage.
But he has other ideas and pushes his hips forward forcing his cock deeper into your mouth. You don't gag, you never gag but you're forced to hold the back of his thighs to stop yourself from falling backwards.
He grabs your hair as he fucks your mouth, just like you like it. He moans as his full shaft fills your mouth just like you like it. You move one hand down and secretly begin to massage your clit. Nothing better than sucking on a nice hard cock whilst your clit gets worker. Obviously better when someone else works it but you have to play the hand you're dealt right?
"On your feet!"
Without hesitation you stand up. He grabs your arse and pulls you towards him. You instinctively jump up and wrap your slender legs around his waist.
He finds your wet open pussy with the head of his cock and pushes effortlessly inside you. You gasp as he buries his full length deep. His powerful body pushes you against the wall with every thrust of his cock. He finds a perfect rhythm and your bodies are in perfect sync banging against each other.
"Shit shit shit" you whisper.
You can feel yourself beginning to climax. This bastard has broken into your home and violated you yet here you are willingly fucking him back and loving every second.
You cum hard and push forcefully with your hands against his chest forcing yourselves apart. You drop to the floor panting, his hard cock inches from your face.
"We aren't finished" he tells you. "Bend over your bed little slut. I'm going to fuck you like a dog."
You manage to stand and walk on shaky legs into your bedroom and position yourself as instructed. You turn your head and watch him come up behind you. He pushes his cock up into your soaking pussy and you cry out in pure pleasure.
His strong hands take hold of your slim waist and he pulls you back as he fucks you. With every thrust you give a loud groan. You're always loud when you fuck but maybe never as loud as this. His cock is just so perfect and the situation has awoken something in you you didn't know was there.
He grabs your hair and runs his nails sharply over your back. You scream out and orgasm uncontrollably. He continues to fuck away at you as your whole body convulses until you collapse forward.
Slowly you turn onto your back, your heart almost exploding out of your chest. Your pussy is pulsing and your legs are still shaking as you look up at him. He's wanking hard and fast obviously thrilled at what he sees before him.
You are his little violated cum slut and you both know it. He steps closer to you and his hot spunk explodes over your hot sweaty skin dropping onto your tits and stomach.
You don't move as he squeezes every last drop out. You begin to run your fingers lightly through it, tracing it over your body. He just stands there watching not saying a word. You watch him back, his cock slowly losing its rigidity.
He puts it back into his jeans and buttons them up never taking his eyes from you. You've stopped shaking now and your heart no longer feels like it's going to burst open but you stay lying on your bed as he turns and walks away.
You hear the distinctive sounds of someone leaving your home and then there's just silence.
After what feels like minutes you walk out onto your balcony still in a state of undress. Your skin still moist and your hair a mess. You look like a woman who's just been fucked but you don't care.
You light a cigarette and exhale the smoke into the cool night air. There isn't a soul around. Well none that you can see.
Was he out there watching? Did he give a fuck about you now he'd had you? Did you give a fuck about him? Maybe think about that tomorrow. Maybe.
You take another pull on your cigarette and wonder if you'd ever cum that hard or intensely before and decide that you probably hadn't. Well there was that time with Michelle and Rob but that had lasted hours. And that's a story for another time.
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