5 comments/ 200706 views/ 61 favorites Home Invasion By: MicheleNylons Copyright© 2009 by Michele Nylons This story is complete fiction and fantasy; the author does not condone non-censual sex but if you find non-censual sex and incest stimulating then read on. * Mike Stephens was eighteen years old; he lay in his bed slowly improving his erection as he listened to his mother clattering around the adjoining bedroom getting ready for work. He, his mother and his sister lived in a small house in a quiet suburb where he attended high school; his mother commuted to the city where she worked as a legal secretary six days a week. He had never known his father and his mother doted on him; he was a mommy's boy with few friends. Mike reached under his bed and searched around until his fingers encountered the scrap of satin he was looking for. He pulled the piece of fabric from under his bed and bought it to his face. It was a pair of his mother's red satin panties; they were crusty with dried semen but they still held a scintilla of the aroma of his mother's sex; he put them to his face and scrambled around again under the bed until he found the other object he looking for. It was a pair of sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose; he sighed as he slid his cock inside one of the legs of the pantyhose and caressed the silky garment against his sensitive glans. Suddenly his bedroom door flew open and Mike's twin sister stormed into the room. She stopped suddenly and stared at her brother lying naked on the bed with his mother's panties on his face and his penis encased in a pair of her pantyhose. She quickly reached behind her, slammed the door closed and locked it. "For fuck sake Mike; how many times do I have to tell you to lock your fucking bedroom door when you're at it!" she laughed. "If Mom caught you she'd have a blue fit!" "Never mind about that Shelley; come and give me a hand with this will ya," Mike smiled back at his sister. Michele Stephens, or Shelley to her friends, was dressed in her school uniform: pleated navy-blue shirt, the hem of which rested mid-thigh, white blouse, school tie, navy-blue blazer and black court shoes with a two-inch wedge heel. She wore expensive taupe sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose (the same brand Mike had draped over his cock) and white nylon bikini panties and matching bra. Her face was heavily made up with lashings of mascara, eyeliner and eyeshadow; ruby-red lipstick and rouged cheeks. Bangles and bracelets glittered at her wrists, matching earrings dangled from her earlobes. Her long manicured fingernails were painted the same ruby red as her lips. She was forever getting into trouble at school for flaunting the school dress code but as she was a straight A-student, and behaved herself she was given latitude and treated leniently. It also helped that most of the male teachers secretly had the hots for her. Michele Stephens was an expert prick-tease. She deliberately dressed the way she did to get the male teachers and boy students randy for her. She flashed her legs and knickers whenever she got the chance and during the summer months she opened her blouse to show off her budding titties. She had no intention of letting any of the males who lusted after her getting any further than a grope and maybe a little foreplay; she fully intended to keep her virginity for the right man, who, provided he had the right prospects, she would marry and let him deflower her on their wedding night. Not that she didn't like sex. About a year ago she had caught him masturbating into her panties in the bathroom. She had found dried semen stains on her underwear and pantyhose previously to this incident and she was intelligent enough to know that the culprit could only be her brother. She didn't ridicule or blackmail her brother; she made a deal with him instead. She would give him her discarded nylons and panties for him to use for his masturbatory fantasies so long as they kept the secret to themselves. A few weeks later, after constant begging and whining she had finally agreed to masturbate her brother. She set the ground rules, which they both agreed to. There would be absolutely no penetration! She would not fellate him nor would he get to perform cunnilingus on her. There would be no kissing. In fact; they would never touch each other intimately flesh to flesh. She would masturbate him only if he had a nylon stocking or a pair of panties covering his penis and he would masturbate her but only through the fabric of her underwear. This way they justified it to themselves that they were not committing incest; they were simply gratifying each other. "You've only got a couple of minutes before you have to get up for school and Mom's in the next room," Shelley grinned mischievously at her brother. Shelley was getting a little wet watching her brother stroke his long thick cock and she decided that she could risk spending a few minutes in his room before school. She sauntered over to his bed and took his tumescent penis in her hand and began to stoke it lightly with her fingers; she ran a red fingernail around the corona of his glans and giggled as his whole body shuddered. The stocking wrapped around Mike's phallus was wet with pre-seminal fluid where it stretched over his glans. "Well come on bother; don't be one way about this," Shelley said and took her brother's hand and placed it under her skirt. Mike slid his hand up his sister's pantyhosed thighs, relishing the feel of the sleek nylon on her coltish legs. "Don't fucking ladder my nylons," she half-heartedly berated him shifting his hand from her thigh to her pubic mound. She opened her stance so that her brother could get uninterrupted access to her pubis. Mike slid a finger along the crotch of Shelley's nylon panties; he could hear the faint hiss of her panties rubbing against the gusset of her pantyhose. Shelley always wore her panties over her pantyhose. He slid his finger inside her labia and felt the wetness of her sex. He expertly found her clitty and began to grind his finger against it through the fabric of her hose and knickers. "OOOhhhhh!!!" Michele groaned and gripped her brother's penis and began to wank it fervently. "OOOhhhhh!!! Yes Sis!!!!" "Have we got time for a pony-ride?" he asked mischievously Shelley's heavily-made up eyes glittered with lust. "You naughty boy! Ok; but let's make it quick!" Shelly said, pulling the pre-cum stained stocking off her brother's penis. Shelly crawled onto her brother's bed, hiked up her skirt, straddled Mike's naked body and lowered her panty encased crotch onto her brother's rampant penis. She began to rock back and forward, enveloping Mike's erection in the folds of her labia through the material of her panties and hose. Shelly and Mike had invented the 'pony-ride' as a means of mutual masturbation that did not involve any penetration or flesh to flesh contact. It was their favourite pastime but quite dangerous as they could be caught more easily than if they just stroked each other. Shelly mashed her pubis against her brother's hard cock until she felt his glans nestle against her clitty and then she began to quickly rock backwards and forwards to stimulate herself. Mike held his sister by the waist and pulled her body down on his rampant penis and groaned as he felt his orgasm wrack his body. He flooded his sister's panties with hot semen and Shelly could feel her panties and the gusset of her pantyhose soak up brother's juices as her own orgasm exploded. Mike ran his hands along Shelly's smooth thighs as he pushed up with his groin forcing his cock inside the folds of his sister's sperm soaked cunt; only the fabric of her panties prevented him from penetrating her virgin pussy. Shelly wriggled her hips causing her brother's cock to stimulate her engorged clitty; she bought a hand up to her mouth and bit it to suppress a scream of pleasure. She didn't want her mother, in the adjoining bedroom, to hear them. In the next room Mrs Michele Stephens, Michele and Mike's mother, was finishing getting dressed for work. She slid her feet into a pair of sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose and pulled them up her long, well-defined legs; she eased out the wrinkles and pulled them tight and snug over her full-cut satin panties. She pulled down the hem of her dark business suit skirt so that it rested just above her knees and straightened it. She slid her feet into a pair of black high-heel pumps and checked her makeup a final time in the vanity mirror. Michele was in her mid forties and a little plump but still attractive. She wore her hair in a bob; she coloured it brunette and had put discreet crimson highlights through it. Like her daughter she wore very heavy makeup; black mascara and eyeliner, blue and pink eyeshadow, rouged cheeks and plum-red lipstick, one shade darker that her daughter's. Her nails were long and painted to match her lipstick and she wore silver drop earrings and a matching necklace and bracelets. She picked up another silver bracelet and clipped it around her ankle. She pulled the suit jacket over the mauve silk blouse that she had chosen to wear to work today and looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She was aware that she had great legs and large breasts but she was a little dismayed at the slight paunch at her belly. "Eat less; exercise more!" she berated herself and smiled. She knew that she was still attractive; most of the single men at the office, and some of the married ones as well, had hit on her. Michele rejected their advances; she had not entered into a sexual relationship since her husband had left her fifteen years ago. With Her children would graduate this year and it wouldn't be long before she was an 'empty-nester' and she could stop working all hours god sends to support her kids and then she could go looking for a good man. She sighed; smoothed her skirt again, picked up her handbag and exited her bedroom. She ran into her daughter who was just coming out of Mike's bedroom. "Is your brother up yet?" she smiled at her daughter. "Oh yes; he's up Mom," Shelly giggled and turned on her heels and skipped down the corridor to her own room. Michele shook her head, totally unaware of her daughter's double entendre; 'at least they get on together and don't fight' she thought to herself. Just as Shelly disappeared inside her room Michele noticed that the back of her daughter's uniform skirt was caught in the waistband of her bikini panties. She bet Mike would tease her about that later. She knocked softly on her son's bedroom door. "Get up sleepyhead; time for school," she called through the closed door. Mike finished wiping his cock with his mother's panties and got out of bed. He waited a few minutes for his erection to subside and then padded down the corridor to the bathroom. After he peed he rummaged around in the laundry basket but was disappointed to find that neither his mother nor his sister had left any soiled underwear in there for him. In her bedroom Shelly changed out of her semen stained panties and pantyhose and pulled on a clean pair of taupe pantyhose and a pair of satin bikini panties over her hose. She noticed that the rear of her skirt had been caught in the waistband of her panties and she silently rebuked herself. She hoped her mother didn't suspect what she and her brother had been up to. Fifteen minutes later mother, daughter and son were finishing a hurried breakfast and getting ready to leave the house. It was then that the three criminals burst into the house. Dave and Leon were brothers and they had escaped from prison the previous evening along with their friend Sol. They had been evading the police all night and had finally hidden in the backyard of the suburban house that they had just broken into. Their plan was to get some food and hold up until dark and then steal money and a car from the occupants and get as far away as possible. The plan was amended as soon as the criminals laid their eyes on the two Micheles. The escapees had been locked up for over three years and when they saw the mother and daughter they knew that they just had to have them whatever the consequences. Dave and Leon stormed into the kitchen while Sol double-locked the doors to the house and pulled all the curtains closed. He then checked all of the rooms in the house to make sure that no one else was at home. Mother and daughter were about to scream in unison when Leon grabbed a carving knife off the counter and held it to Mike's throat. "Anyone makes a noise and the boy gets it!" he hissed. Michele and Shelly both stifled their screams and closed their mouths. "Anyone else at home?" Leon asked. All three captives silently shook their heads. Leon dragged Mike into the darkened lounge and Dave pushed Michele and Shelly after them. Sol joined them and closed the lounge room door and switched on the lights. Sol had found a hank of clothesline whilst he had searched the house and he tied the teenage boy to a wooden chair. He's found Shelly's discarded pantyhose on the floor of her bedroom and he stuffed them into Mike's mouth to gag him. Sol wasted no time and grabbed hold of Shelly and threw her on the couch. Her skirt hiked up exposing her white satin panties and the sheer gusset of her pantyhose. Leon held the knife under Mike's chin. "Anyone resists and the boy gets his throat cut," he threatened. Sol dropped his pants and his huge cock bobbed in the air in front of Shelly's shocked face. Michele moaned. "Please don't; not my daughter, please!" she begged. "Shut the fuck up!" Dave said and pushed her over towards a large overstuffed armchair. Shelly opened her mouth to scream and Sol grabbed her head and forced his cock into her open mouth. "If you bite it; I'll cut your brother's cock off!" he growled. In a reflex action Shelly closed her mouth over the long hard cock and Sol held her head still as he fucked her face. Shelly was surprised that the man's phallus didn't taste as disgusting as she though it would. It was spongy and the fluid that was leaking from the eye of the glans was actually a little sweet. If fellating this man would save her brother's life so be it! She began to suck on Sol's engorged penis and lick his glans with her tongue. She bought up a hand gently stroked his balls. Sol let go of the teenage girl's head and let her suck on his cock. She was sitting in the chair with her legs spread wide giving him a great view up her skirt. He admired her legs and the mound of her pubis. He knew that he was going to come soon but it didn't matter; they had all day, and he was definitely going to get a piece of this girl's pussy before he left. Dave threw Michele onto the armchair and pulled her into a kneeling position with her back to him; without any ceremony he pushed her forward so that she had to hold onto the back of the chair to maintain her balance. He kicked her legs open and lifted her skirt and positioned himself between her legs. Michele was sobbing but he payed no attention as he unzipped his fly and began to rub his erect phallus on her buttocks and thighs. Michele cringed when she felt the man's penis rubbing against her rear; it had been over fifteen years since she had let a man put his sex organs near hers but she knew exactly what this man was doing. She knew that to offer resistance would only endanger the lives of her son and daughter. Although she couldn't see it happening; she was aware that the other man was assaulting Shelly. Maybe if she complied they would leave her daughter alone and concentrate on her? She knew this was a vain hope but she was prepared to do anything to save her children. Dave was in rush to fuck the podgy but attractive woman he had bent over in front of him; he hadn't had sex with a woman for so long and the way the woman was dressed in her business suit with her heavy makeup and perfume was very arousing. She looked and dressed very similar to one of the prison's psychologists; whom the inmates often fantasised about when they masturbated. He was sure the bitch dressed that way just to get the inmates excited. Dave tore open the gusset of Michele's pantyhose and pushed his cock inside the hole and rubbed it against her satin panties relishing the feel of the slinky garment against his throbbing penis. He grabbed the woman by the hips and slid his cock inside the leg opening of her knickers and pushed the glans of his penis inside the lips of her labia. He pushed forward whilst pulling the woman's buttocks back against him and slowly impaled her on his cock. Michele gasped as the man's engorged phallus pushed its way inside her and filled her vagina; she had forgotten what it was like to have a man's cock inside her body but she was glad that the man was leaking copious amounts of pre-seminal fluid otherwise the discomfort she felt would be downright agony. She felt the man grip her hips and slowly being to fuck her with long slow strokes. Michele's body responded to the stimulus and she began to ooze vaginal secretions which eased the passage of the man's cock as it thrust in and out of her vagina. She shuddered with an amalgamation of disgust and arousal as she realised that despite the situation, long dormant feelings of sexual excitement were emanating from her sex and through her body. She groaned and pushed back against the man who was forcefully taking her. She hoped her son and daughter realised she was capitulating only to save them from the brigands who had invaded her house. Meanwhile Shelly was suckling on Sol's cock; she had learned how to regulate her breathing as she bobbed her head up and down on his cock. Although she didn't like what the man was forcing her to she did wonder why the girls at school made such a fuss about fellating their boyfriend's; saying it was disgusting and that they only did it to keep their boyfriend's happy. There really wasn't much to it once you got the breathing right: clamp your lips on the shaft and bob your head back and forth whilst your tongue licked and slavered at the man's glans. To Shelly it was not really different to masturbating her brother except the man's cock was in her mouth and not her hand. Shelly was happy to suck as many cocks as she had to, to keep her family safe; as long as they didn't fuck her she could live with the indignity. She was vaguely aware that her mother was being assaulted on the chair across from her; she could hear the slapping noises as the man pounded his cock in and out of her mother's cunt and his groin slapped against her mother's buttocks, but she realised her mother was not resisting only to save her and her brother from danger. Shelly stroked Sol's scrotum in order to encourage his orgasm; she had never done this for her brother and the hairy sack with the two firm testes felt strange. She knew that boys likes girls to do this and she was also aware that if she yanked or squeezed the man's scrotum she could cause him excruciating pain and she would have done so except for her responsibility for the safety of her brother. So Shelly concentrated on fellating the escapee so that she could get the ordeal over with as soon as possible. Shelly felt Sol's long hard cock begin to pulse in her mouth and his hands flew to her head and pushed her face into his groin; she knew what was about to happen, she had bought her brother to orgasm plenty of times and knew that this man's cock was about to disgorge his load of semen. She could feel the man's scrotum contract as she gently caressed it and then his cock began to convulse. Shelly prepared herself for the flood of semen that was about to fill her mouth but she did not anticipate the volume. Sol moaned as he erupted into the young girl's mouth; she was still stroking his scrotal sack and her lips and tongue slavered at his shaft and head; he held her head in his hands and fucked her face. Home Invasion "OHHHHhhhhh!!! Yeah baby! Take my load! TAKE MY LOAD!!!" he shouted. Despite her best efforts to swallow the warm musky fluids that filled her mouth; Shelly still let some of the viscous fluid escape her lips and dribble down her chin. She began to gag and gasp but the man held her head firmly and she had to force herself to control her breathing so that she didn't coke. Rivulets of spunk ran from her nostrils as Sol's load backed up in her mouth and sinuses. Shelly swallowed as much as the semen as she could and finally gained control of her gag reflex. She slathered the man's cock and shifted her hand to his shaft and drained him of the last of his spend. Sol's knees nearly buckled with the intensity of his orgasm and he let go of the girl's face and let her drain him; her pretty face was covered in semen; dribbles of the white creamy fluid ran from her nostrils and the corners of her mouth. Shelly licked the man's penis clean and then spat the slowly deflating member out of her mouth; she swallowed the last of his ejaculate and then licked the dribble from her lips and wiped her face with her sleeve. The sleeve of her navy-blue school blazer was stained with silvery threads of drying semen. Shelly felt degraded but at the same time a little proud that she had performed so well and saved the lives of her mother and brother. Michele heard the man who was forcing her daughter to fellate him moan in pleasure as he orgasmed. She realised her daughter had lost her innocence and had been degraded and sexually assaulted but least the criminals were not physically hurting her or her family other than the acts of sexual assault. She was now panting with long repressed lust as her well-lubricated vagina stretched around the long thick cock that was now slamming in and out of her. The walls of her vagina squeezed and convulsed in cadence with Dave's thrusts. Dave was aware that woman was enjoying being fucked and he shifted his hands down to the top of her legs so that he could stroke and caress her pantyhose encased thighs and buttocks. He ground himself against her soft buttocks enjoying the feel of his scrotum rubbing on her satin panty clad arse. He could feel his orgasm rushing through him and squeezed the woman's thighs in a vice-like grip and pounded his spasming cock in and out of her quivering cunt. Michele groaned in coerced pleasure as an orgasm shook her. It was her first coital invoked orgasm for many years and she had forgotten how intense the pleasure was. As Dave's hot semen filled her wet cunt wave after wave of sexual pleasure rippled through her body. "Oh God forgive me that feels so good!" she moaned. "Ohhhh yeah; so good!" Dave replied in unison as he drained himself inside the mature woman who bucked and writhed against his gushing cock. Dave pulled the woman's soft buttocks into his groin and let his cock quiver and pulse inside her; he could feel her tight quim undulate around his shaft as she rode her climax along with his. Rivulets of his semen oozed from her cunt and soaked into her panties and pantyhose. He grasped the woman's body and quickly spun her around so that she lay beneath him; he knelt between her legs and slammed his cock back into her sopping cunt as he ejaculated the last of his spend deep inside her. When Dave quickly pulled out of her and then spun her around, Michele instinctively raised her legs and drew him back into her. His pubis now ground against her clitty intensifying the last throes of her orgasm. She drummed her heels on his back and thrust her groin up to meet his and her nails raked at his shirt; she put her arms around his neck and pulled his face to hers. Dave bent down and kissed her, driving his tongue into her sweet wet mouth. She responded and slathered at his tongue. Dave tasted the sweetness of her mouth and scent of her perfume; he relished the feel of her hose-clad thighs on his body. Michele realised that she behaving like a wanton slut in front of her children but couldn't control herself. The last of her orgasm wracked her body and she slowly recovered her composure. The man on top of her lay exhausted and spent as she rested her legs on his back and removed her arms from around his neck. He kissed her and then disentangled himself from her prone body; his cock slid out of her steaming cunt with audible plop and rivulets of semen gushed from her sex further soaking her panties and hose. Dave knelt between Michele's legs gasping for breath; he wiped his cock on her skirt, gobbets of his semen glistening on the dark fabric. He got to his feet and put his cock away and zipped his fly. Sol pulled up his pants; he stood in front of the teenage girl who silently sobbed as she sat on the couch and pulled down her skirt. Shelly's sobbing was a consequence of shame and guilt rather than any feelings of outrage. She wanted her mother and brother to think that she had been an unwilling participant in forced fellatio rather than a provocateur. During the ravishing of the mother and daughter by his brother and friend, Leon had taken great delight in watching the action. He was now sporting a huge erection and was keen to use it. Remarkably, he noticed that the teenage boy tied to the chair was also exhibiting a large bulge in his pants. As Sol and Dave dressed themselves and the two Michele's guiltily sat in silence adjusting their clothing Leon had an evil though. "Hey guys; check this out! The young fellow here has a hard on!" he sniggered. "I'll be buggered; the young buck's got the hots for mommy and sister!" Sol laughed. "Well why don't we grant him his wish," Dave sniggered, and began to untie the youth. Mike Stephens shook his head in horror at what the criminals were proposing; it was one thing to share the occasional 'pony-ride' with his sister; but to be forced to perform sex acts with his family in front of these thugs was utterly degrading. The problem was that he was utterly turned on; the sight of his mother enjoying being fucked by the escapee and his sister milking the other brute with her mouth had excited more than anything he had ever seen. Mother and daughter paled at the suggestion that they should engage in sexual activity with Mike, forced or otherwise. Shelly had masturbated her brother plenty of times but no one knew about it except the two of them. Both women cowered down into their seats and began to sob. "Well I'll tell you what; I hope he's hot for mommy because I want the girl next!" Lean snarled and stalked over to where Shelly sat quivering in fear on the couch. Dave held the knife to the teenage boy's throat. "Drop your pants kid!" he threatened. Mike had no choice but to comply and shucked out of his school uniform pants; his erection bulged in his Y-fronts. Shelly tried to scream as Leon approached her unbuckling his pants but she realised that this would only cause more violence. She set her resolve and opened her mouth as the man approached her expecting that he would force her to fellate him as the man named Sol had. "Fuck that; I want some pussy!" Leon growled, and before Shelly could react he grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs up high in the air. Shelly screamed in unison with her mother and Dave reacted by bringing the knife back to the teenage boy's throat. "Shut the fuck up!" he snarled and both women stifled their protests. Leon spun Shelly around so that she lying on the couch with her legs high in the air and her skirt rucked around her waist. She began to quietly sob as Leon ran a hand up and down her silken legs. He loved the feel of her silky hose and pulled one her calves to his groin and rubbed his cock on her ankle and leg leaving silvery trails of pre-seminal fluid on her stockings. Despite the absurdity of the situation Mikes cock began to quiver in excitement as he watched what the man was doing to his sister. "The boy wants some," Dave leered. "You a virgin?" he hissed in Mike's ear. Mike nodded in response. "Well I believe it's only fair that mommy help you out and be the first," Dave laughed. Both Michele and her son balked but when Dave frog-marched the boy over to where his mother sat on the overstuffed chair she realised that the men were dead serious. "You fuck him or I do," Dave whispered. "During my time inside I got quite a taste for young arse; so you decide!" Michele knew that what the men wanted her to do was the ultimate taboo but she was not going to let this man bugger her only son. "Mike; I'm going to do what these men want, but remember I'm only doing it to save you from an even more revolting and debasing act," Michele whispered; her heavily made-up face showing her deep concern. Mike nodded and hung his head but secretly, in the deep dark recesses of his mind, he was extremely aroused at the thought of fucking his mother. Meanwhile Leon had climbed on the couch and was furiously rubbing his cock against Shelly's nylon-encased thighs. He then lowered himself so that his cock was rubbing against the gusset of her panties; Shelly's labia opened in response to the stimulation and Leon was excited as he felt the folds of the teenage girl's open like a flower and envelop his cock through the layers of nylon panty and hose. Shelly blushed as she realised her body was reacting the same as when her brother mounted her for a 'pony-ride' and her sex began to moisten. Leon dry humped the girl and was delighted when he sensed her vaginal juices were soaking into her underwear. Dave stood behind Mike brandishing the knife menacingly and Michele realised it was time to commit the most heinous of sins but she had no choice. "Stand still Mike and just let mommy do what she has to ok?" she whispered and Mike nodded his consent. Michele reached out and took her son's erect penis in her hand; she lightly raked her painted fingernails along the shaft and watched him shudder as waves of pleasure swept over him. Mike groaned and his mother gripped his tumescent penis and began to stroke him earnestly. "Oh god mom; I'm sorry but that feels so good!" Mike moaned. "Fuck this!" Dave growled, "You're trying to get him off with a wank. You better fuck him right now you bitch!" Michele was dismayed that her plan had been discovered. She had hoped to bring her son to orgasm by masturbation and forgo the indignity of having have sex with him. Michele resigned herself to her fate. "Ok Mike I'm going to scrunch back on the chair and I want you to kneel on the floor between my legs ok?" Michele whispered to her son. Mike nodded and when his mother lay back and lifted her skirt he smiled inwardly to himself. He kneeled between her legs and put his cock on her sex and began to hump his mother through her panties. Michele lifted her legs and enveloped her teenage son and pulled him to her body. She could feel his hard cock through her panties and, God help her, if she didn't start to secrete vaginal juices again. Mike began to frantically hump his mother, feeling the folds of her sex around his cock just like his sister's had been this morning. He grunted and panted as he dry humped his mother and she held him locked to her body by her strong thighs and calves. The feel of her gossamer nylons on his bare skin was highly arousing and if he hadn't blown a load earlier this morning into his sister's underwear he would almost certainly have come by now. "Fuck this I want to see some penetration!" Dave snarled, waving the knife around. Michele tentatively reached down and took her son's penis in her hand. "Ok Mike; we have to do this because these men are making us do it; be brave," she smiled into her son's face trying to ease his guilt. She guided her son's erection through the layers of satin and nylon until his glans nestled in the crease of her labia. Her cunt still wet from the fucking she had just received opened easily and her son's penis slid inside her right up to the hilt. Mike couldn't continue the charade any longer and began to rut away between his mother's legs. He crushed his lips against hers and slid his tongue into her mouth, savouring the taste of her lipstick and the smell of her perfume. Michele was shocked by her son's actions but she rationalised it as the act of a frightened boy. She lifted her legs up and locked her high-heels behind her son's back and fucked him back; kissing him with heat and fervour. She figured that she should make him come quickly to get the degrading act over with as soon as possible. Mike took his mother's response as consent and tore open her satin blouse and plucked her large soft white breast from the cups of her satin bra. He tweaked a raspberry-coloured nipple between his fingers and then suckled the other one, gnawing and slobbering at her breast. Michele was genuinely shocked; the little bugger was taking liberties and obviously enjoying himself. There was nothing she could do now however and decided that her son was going to have some explaining to do if they survived the day. She resigned herself to the situation; she was acutely aware that her son had a rather magnificent long thick cock that was stimulating her rather agreeably. She lifted his face from her breast and back to her mouth and kissed him passionately as she bucked away underneath him. Mike moved his hands down to his mother's thighs and stroked them; revelling in the feel of her soft warm skin sheathed in the diaphanous nylons. He slid his hands under her buttocks and squeezed them through her panties as he bucked and fucked and humped his mother, feeling an intense orgasm building up. Michele let her son fuck her and his cock stimulated her vagina whilst his pubis ground into her stimulating her clitoris; she hung on to him with her legs locked around his waist and arms around his neck. She rode him as he rode her. Mother and son rutted like animals as they simultaneously orgasmed. "OHHHhhhh Mommy that is just so goooooooooood!!!" Mike squealed as his cock pulsed and sprayed jets of hot semen deep inside his mother. "Oh baby; yessssssssss!!!" Michele hissed in her son's ear as she felt him flood her cunt with hot spunk and her vaginal walls spasmed and milked him as she came. "Oh fucking great; what a turn-on!" Sol cheered mother and son on. Sol had kicked off his pants and was stroking his cock as he watched mother and son fuck each other with obvious relish whilst Leon ravaged her daughter in the same room. He pulled Mike off his mother and the last of Mike's emission sprayed over his mother's legs. Sol quickly replaced Mike between his mother's legs and began to fuck the plump woman with vigour. Michele wrapped her legs around him and fucked him back; as her orgasm continued to pulsate through her body. She viciously pulled his face down to hers and smashed her lips against his as she humped at the newly inserted cock. Dave laughed and tied Mike back into to the chair; his cock slowly deflating and leaking drops of semen on the floor. Then he turned around to see what Leon was up to; he was horny as hell again and wanted to get himself a piece of either the mother or daughter. Leon was writhing away on top of the struggling teenage girl; he'd tore off her panties and torn open the crotch of her pantyhose and his cock was jammed against the girl's virgin pussy. Shelly's cunt was slick with juices from her own secretions and Leon's pre-seminal fluid and as Leon pushed his iron-hard cock slowly into the teenage virgin he deflowered her, slowly tearing her hymen. Shelly was surprised that she felt so little pain but what she didn't know was that all that 'pony-riding' with her brother had been tearing and stretching her hymen little by little over the last few months so very little of her hymen remained when Leon penetrated her. When she experienced a cock inside her for the first time in her life Shelly wondered why she had ever decided to save her virginity for marriage. The feeling of the penis inside her was quite satisfying and when Leon's pubis slammed against hers and he began to hump away at her, his pubis stimulated her swollen clitty and she found herself enjoying being fucked for the first time. Shelly was pragmatic enough to realise that now that her virginity had been taken from her and the three men intended to repeatedly take her and her mother she might as well capitulate. She looked over Leon's shoulder and saw that Sol had replaced her brother between her mother's legs and was rutting away excitedly while her mother bucked and humped underneath him, her legs locked around him and her heels drummed on his back as her orgasm continued to rage through her. Shelly copied her mother's actions and lifted her legs up allowing Leon to fully penetrate her. Leon was a little surprised when the teenage girl lifted her legs to allow him better access to her pussy but ever the opportunist he took hold of her ankles and lifted them over his shoulders, he kissed her nylon-sheathed calves as his engorged penis slid in and out of her tight virginal pussy and then lowered his face to hers and was rewarded with a series of deep sloppy kisses. Dave was now the only escapee not getting any action and he was horny as hell; he moved over to the armchair and took hold Michele's hand and put it on his cock. She instinctively took hold of his penis and began to stroke him but he was not satisfied with that. He took hold of her hair and pulled her face away from Sol's and proffered his engorged penis to the plump mature woman who was being ravished by his jailhouse pal. Michele accepted the offering and her lipstick smeared his glans and shaft as she swallowed the proffered appendage. Sol was a little disappointed that the woman was no longer kissing him; but watching her fellate Dave added to his excitement and he felt another orgasm building. He exploded inside the woman and felt her cunt spasm around his cock as she came with him. She slathered and sucked at Dave's cock and he too erupted, filling her mouth with his seed. Leon and Shelly were concentrating on their own desires as they both approached orgasm; Shelly was very excited, she had experienced clitoral orgasms before but having her cunt filled with hard cock added a new dimension to the sexual delight she was experiencing. Her cunt was sopping wet with vaginal juices and when the man rutting at her body exploded inside her, her own orgasm was invoked. She writhed and moaned as the most terrific orgasm she had ever experienced shook her body. Leon howled as his cock convulsed inside the young girl; her pussy milked him of his seed and he pounded away at her as her body writhed beneath him and her cunt quivered and shuddered in the throes of her climax. Mother and daughter abandoned any pretence of reluctance and gave way to their carnal desires as the three home invaders repeatedly ravaged them both over the remaining hours of daylight. Michael was cut loose from the chair and allowed to fuck his sister later that afternoon as the three escapees looked on whilst forcing Michele to watch. Michele's suspicion was raised as she watched her son and daughter fuck each other with unrepressed enthusiasm and her mind drifted back to when she saw Shelly leaving her brother's bedroom this morning with her skirt stuck in the back of her panties. By the time the criminals left the Stephens' house mother and daughter were dressed only in their lingerie and high-heels, their pantyhose torn to tatters, their knickers ripped open at the crotch, their makeup smeared over their faces and their faces, bodies and hair sticky with drying semen. The three escapees were disappointed to find that Michele Stephens did not own a car so they stole one from off the street. They also found only a small amount of cash in the house. Michele Stephens' promised the escapees that that they would not report the home invasion; they did not want to have to explain to the authorities how they had capitulated to hours of torrid sex and incest. She made her children swear their secrecy as well. Home Invasion Michele Stephens went to the pharmacy and bought 'morning-after pill' contraceptives for herself and Shelly. She then put herself and her daughter on the contraceptive pill. Shelly Stephens, deflowered and awakened to the delights of sexual intercourse, began to fuck her brother on regular basis and gained a reputation as a school tart. Strangely enough she still graduated as a straight-A student and some whispered that this might be due certain favours she bestowed on some of the teachers. Michele Stephens' career as a legal secretary also took off over the following months and it was rumoured that she fucked her way up the corporate ladder. By the time her son graduated high school, she owned a late model SUV, had paid off her house, and had a substantial amount of money in her savings account. A mysterious stranger was seen by the neighbours to frequently visit her late at night and it has been said by some that the stranger bore a distinctive resemblance to an escaped prisoner named Sol; but rumours and innuendo are rife when an attractive mature woman lives on her own. Home Invasion For all the people who bitch and moan, this is a STORY it is a work of fiction for people who enjoy this type of fantasy it is not me condoning rape or anything of that nature so STFU, if you don't like it then don't read it. * He could feel his heart beating rapidly as he entered the cramped apartment the debris of a busy life littering the floor. He had been watching the building for more then a week and all three of the renters who currently lived in the building were supposed to be gone on vacation. Or so he had thought. But now that he had broken inside he could hear singing muffled by the sound of running water coming from the bathroom in the master bedroom. What he had planned as a simple robbery was quickly escalating to something else, and though he couldn't risk her catching him, he couldn't seem to leave either. He snuck through the apartment ignoring obvious items which loomed out of the dark room around him. A TV, a laptop and other such items, all easily steal able, lined the room around him but now that he knew she was here alone, it was all that he was interested in. After all the other items would still be there when he was done. A sliver of light shone like a beacon through the dark apartment beckoning him closer and he moved through it stepping carefully through the cluttered room. The sound of running water and muffled singing emerged through the narrow slit in the door and he moved closer pressing his eye to the narrow crack. A beautiful girl stood under the stream of hot water, her hands running up and down her body, lathering the exposed skin in her soaps bubbly embrace, completely oblivious as he watched. At a little over 5'6" she was lean and fit, pert breasts standing proudly on her chest with a long mane of dark brown hair cascading down her back. She hummed a little tune as she carefully shaved her vagina, leaving it clean and smooth. Something about the attention she was paying to the tender area seemed to arouse her because, setting down the razor, she started rubbing her slit and before long her fingers disappeared inside. Standing in the darkened room outside he watched unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of her lush body as she pleasured herself before him unaware of the effect it was having on him and the cost it would have on her shortly, his own hand slipping down the front of his pants, grasping his cock, which hardened as he watched her masturbate. Thinking that she was alone in the building she made no efforts to contain herself, her moans filling the bathroom and easily over powering the sounds of the running water still emanating from the shower around her, as she stimulated the sensitive nub, one hand reaching up to fondle her breast she quickly reached orgasm her back arching, her eyes closed in pleasure. Finishing she rinsed off quickly shutting off the water and stepping out into the darkened room, her eyes widened and she squealed in surprise as his dark figure, illuminated by the light streaming from the bathroom, darted forward. He grabbed her, his hands slipping slightly on her skin still wet from the shower, and threw her down onto the ground. Cursing loudly as one of her knees caught him in the chest in her effort to free herself from his hands which gripped her sensitive skin like iron bands restraining her no matter how hard she struggled. His cock hardened in his pants while she struggled, her breasts bounced up and down with her furious effort as she fought against him, but years of intense workouts had hardened his body and she was no match for him and he easily over powered her and in no time at all she was at his mercy. "Shut up you slut!" he hissed at her trying to muffle the sounds of their struggles for while there was no one around it was better safe then sorry. "Get the fuck off me!" she cried out "Help! Please someone help me!" she screamed her words filling the otherwise empty building in vain. "Scream as much as you want, your neighbors are on vacation, like you were supposed to be, and there is no one around to hear you." He laughed maliciously a cruel smile filling his face has he contemplated what he was going to do with her now that she was helpless before him. She redoubled her efforts, trying to escape him. He crouched down on top of her, using his weight to pin her to the ground. His crotch rubbed against her as she fought, and even through he was still wearing pants he was sure she could feel his erection straining against his pants pressing against her tight slit, desperately trying to enter her. He grabbed a fist full of her hair and jerked her head back roughly, eliciting a pained grunt as her head snapped back their eyes to meeting, even in the darkness of the barely lit room with only the light from the bathroom to illuminate them he could see the fear in her eyes, and something else... lust perhaps? With deft hands he undid his pants letting them drop to the floor in a pile. Her eyes widened as she took in the size of his member but she had only a moment before he shoved it roughly between her unwilling lips. Ramming his cock as far into her throat as he could he smiled wickedly as she gagged on his rock hard shaft, one hand forcing her had up and down on his cock he pinched her nose shut so she had to keep her mouth open. Enjoying the crude sound her slurping on his cock he reached down giving himself access to the bear flesh of her chest gripped her breast with his other hand and begun kneading it roughly. He laughed as she moaned around the cock filling her mouth her eyes closed in what was either shame or desire, or perhaps some combination of the two. He pushed her down onto her back admiring the way her desperate breathing caused her breasts to rise and fall quickly. Her legs had parted just enough to give him a perfect view of the smooth slit of her freshly shaven pussy. He sat astride her stomach pinning her to the ground again while still allowing him total access to her body. He took his time, allowing his hands to roam down the shapely valley of her breasts and back between her legs as she fought to free herself. He traced his finger along the outline of her slit and smiled to himself as he felt the moisture already gathering there. "Wow you really do like this!" he said She protested loudly but wasn't able to look him in the eyes, her face rapidly filling with color as she looked down. He slid his first two fingers inside of her allowing her own moisture to lubricate the entry of his fingers. She moaned at the intrusion her hips rising slightly off the ground to meet his thrust. he thrust in and out the wet sound of his fingers pounding on her bare skin filling the room, he felt the muscles of her pussy contracting around his fingers and she moaned loudly her back arching as she cummed on his fingers. Pulling his fingers back out of her tight pussy he shoved them into her mouth forcing her to taste her own cum, her face flushed with embracement but she licked his fingers obediently her position under him offering her no way to escape his wrath should she disobey. Rolling off of her he laughed as she jumped to her feet, trying again to escape, but again she only made it a few steps before he caught her again, throwing her down on to the bed. While the game of cat and mouse was a great deal of fun he was done playing. He pounced on her, wrestling her legs open he lined up the tip of his cock and slammed it into her. She grunted loudly at the forceful intrusion the head of his cock slamming into her cervix, filling her entire pussy. He groaned as the slick hot walls of her cunt gripped his cock, squeezing it tightly with every thrust as he rammed into her without mercy their bodies locked in a spooning position the whole of her body open to his touch. Pulling out momentarily he flipped her face down into the bed before climbing back on top of her and entering her from behind. One hand slipped under her body griping one of her breasts while the other went down between her legs and finding her clit began stimulating it roughly. The combination of her prior struggles and his superior weight and strength inhibited her efforts at escape but she tried none the less to buck him off succeeding in only adding to the force of his thrusts as he pounded into her. As each thrust came down he felt her hips rise to meet them, while at first this seemed to merely be coincidence, a byproduct from her efforts to escape, but they continued until it became clear that she was seeking added stimulation and he obliged increasing the force of his thrusts. He grabbed a handful of her hair and forced her head sideways pressing his lips against hers, his stubble cutting roughly into the tender skin of her cheek. He was surprised when after only token resistance she allowed his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it lightly, her own wrapping around his as they pulled them back and forth between their mouths. He could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching and picked up his pace slamming down into her like a jack hammer each thrust rocking the bed and forcing a grunt of effort from him and a moan of restrained pleasure from her. Her struggles had ceased once she had realized that she was helpless before his will and just hoped he wouldn't hurt her. After being silent for most of the ordeal she spoke finely. "Please..." she pleaded "Don't cum inside me; I'm not on birth control." He moved at a feverish pace his cock pounding into her as hard and as fast as he could, the sounds of their coupling filling the apartment. The end in sight he sunk his cock as far and as deep into her as he could, and griped her tightly by the hips, securing his cock inside as she struggled furiously to remove it. She moaned pitifully as the hot splash of his cum filled inside of her pussy as he emptied load after load. Home Invasion I rolled over to look at the clock on my bedside table. The large green numbers said 3AM. At this point I might as well stop trying to get to sleep. I had to be up the next day at 6. I wanted to get to work early and practice in the conference room. I was to give my first big presentation to the firms partners. I was a nervous wreck which explained my insomnia. So I lay there listening to the noises outside my window. The cars and taxis passing by on their way to and from the Queensborough Bridge, the Long Island Railroad commuter trains off in the distance and the steady ticking of the changing traffic lights. I snuggled deeper underneath my thick down comforter feeling its smoothness against my bare skin. Underneath I wore panties. The only way I could fall asleep was basically naked with the window open to let in the winter air. If I wasn't cold I couldn't sleep. I must have dozed a bit because the next thing I remember is hearing the creak of my window being opened even wider. I turned my head towards the window but it was dark and I couldn't tell if I had dreamed it or if it was really happening. Whatever the case, my heart began pounding so hard I felt the bed shaking. I was frozen with fear. Even if I wanted to move there was no way for me to protect myself. I had no bat or pepper spray within reach and if I tried to run to the door the small size of the room wouldn't put much distance between me and the intruder. So I lay there too terrified to move and as cold as it was in the room, I felt myself break into a sweat. I clenched my eyes closed and heard someone placing their foot on the windowsill and stepping into the room. Then there was silence. I couldn't tell where the person was in the room. Something told me it was a man. After a few moments I felt like he was standing near the bed, probably trying to see if I was asleep. The bed dipped to the left as he sat down on it. My breath caught in my throat as I lay there trembling. What he was going to do to, I didn't know. I hoped that if he wanted to rape me he would do it quickly and not kill me. I didn't have any money. I was just a broke attorney who'd just graduated from law school in debt up to my ass. So if he wanted money or valuables, he'd be disappointed. I felt him peel back the comforter back from my head. I kept my eyes closed waiting for him to do whatever it was he came to do. After a few seconds I realized he hadn't moved and for some reason I sensed, even though I hadn't opened my eyes that he was smiling down at me. As if he had known I would be awake cowering under the covers. Like a timid animal, I slowly opened my eyes to face my attacker. Instead of seeing a face, at first all I saw was blackness. The light coming in from the streetlight was poor. I realized he was wearing a black mask. There were holes cut out for his eyes and mouth. And he was definitely smiling at me. And it wasn't the condescending, mocking smile I expected to see. Instead, it was almost playful and gentle. And his mouth. What can I say about his mouth? His lips were...they were like...they were shapely, pouty almost. And in that moment for whatever reason, maybe it was instinctive, but from that moment I wasn't afraid of him. Instead, I was intrigued and oddly enough, I was also slightly aroused. I could smell him now that he was so close to me. He had a clean scent, like soap and just a natural slightly musky scent. It was not at all unpleasant. In fact, it was comforting. At this point we were just staring at each other. There I was trembling under the covers and he sat there perched on the edge of the bed holding back my covers and staring down at me. He didn't say a word and I didn't either. He slowly began peeling the covers away from the rest of my body. I was holding onto them tightly and wouldn't let go. He tugged gently a few times and I finally let go. I finally started breathing again releasing the breath I'd been holding in. I lay there in my panties with my bare breasts rising and falling rapidly. My nipples hardened as the cold wind blew over me. I dropped my arms to side and lay there awkwardly. I was trembling and cold and I had never felt so exposed in my life. He just stared at me for at least another15 seconds. His head tilted and his eyes swept up and down my body. My heart continued to beat heavily in my chest and my breathing quickened. I couldn't tell if he liked what he saw because he never said a word. The only expression could be seen in the line of his mouth which by now had stopped smiling and his lips were clenched together as if he was angry. But I guess he wasn't because he reached for my left hand and held it between his hands. His hands felt strong and steady and his palms were smooth except were a few calluses at the base of his middle fingers. He caressed my hand for a few moments and then he slowly drew it towards his mouth. The moment I felt his breath on my hand a shock went through my body. I began to tremble even more but it wasn't from fear this time. He planted soft kisses on the palm of my hand, my wrist and then he kissed my fingertips. After he had methodically kissed each tip, he slipped my pointer finger into his mouth and gently began sucking and nibbling it. I heard myself whimpering and my body involuntarily began curling up off the bed. It was so deliciously erotic, yet he hadn't even kissed my lips yet. I could feel myself getting moist and heavy between my legs. My stomach began fluttering. When he heard me moaning he didn't speed up and get to the rest of my body. Instead he continued his slow sweet torture on each of my fingers until I was curled into a ball and panting. I heard myself pleading. For what I don't know. Release I guess. He gently placed my arm back on the bed and I almost cried out at the sudden loss of bodily contact. He placed a hand on my chest as if to say, hold on a moment. He shifted on the bed to give himself better access to my body. I lay there quietly anticipating the pleasure he would surely bring me. He placed one hand on each of my breasts which were suddenly very sensitive. He let his thumbs brush over the nipples and as he lowered his head I closed my eyes and damn near hummed with pleasure. He licked the nipples teasingly at first and then suckled them and kissed my breasts all over. I sighed with pleasure and I instinctively reached up to caress the back of his head. Before I could touch him, his arms clamped down on mine and placed them back on the bed. I realized that if I touched his head, it would be easier for me to discover his identity. He continued to hold me down and licked his way down to my stomach. He began nibbling the area of skin covering my hipbones and I literally jumped off the bed. He chuckled and gently pushed me back down while he continued the sweet torture. My body was a knot of nerve endings. I felt I could explode at any moment. I was begging and whimpering and my head was twisting from right to left on the pillow. I was panting and my skin as covered with a fine sheen of sweat. I was hot. I was anxious. I needed him, this stranger who invaded my home. In that moment I realized how insane the situation was but I didn't care. Suddenly he released me and stood up. I lifted up on my elbows and began to ask why he had stopped. Before I got three words out, he placed a finger to my lips to silence me. I was silenced. At that point I would have probably done anything he wanted. He reached for my legs and swiftly swung my body around so that they were hanging off the side of the bed. He grasped both legs at the knees and slowly parted them. I lay there openmouthed as I watched him kneel down between my legs. He ran his hands up my thighs until he reached the top of my panties and he pulled them off over my buttocks and down my legs. I shifted my pelvis up a bit to assist. At this point I could barely breathe, I was so full of anticipation. As my panties fell to the floor, he bent down and kissed my knees. He massaged the back of my knees while kissing my inner thighs. I was moaning and squirming on the bed and I grabbed a pillow to silence my screams. He stopped abruptly and took the pillow from my hands, throwing it back onto the bed. We stared at each other in the dark and I understood that he wanted to hear me. He continued kissing my inner thighs until he reached my vagina. There he stopped for a moment before licking cautiously like a cat. Then, when it seemed he was satisfied with what he tasted and smelled, he delved deeper. He was licking and sucking and nibbling at the small nubbin which was now hardened and engorged with passion. Almost immediately I felt pressure building from deep inside my abdominal area. The sensation began spreading until I exploded into a mass of shivers. I heard myself scream this deep guttural sound which I didn't even know I could make. I had never just completely let go before during sex. In fact I had never been satisfied before from oral sex. Yet there I lay, panting and hoarse from screaming. I lay flat on my back in shock at what had just happened. When I could breathe again I propped myself up on my elbows and stared at him. I realized he had been staring at me the entire time and I felt my face turn red from embarrassment. I covered my face with my hands. He once again reached up and gently coaxed my hands away. He was smiling at me. And in his smile there was something that looked suspiciously like tenderness. I wondered who he was and where I knew him from because he seemed vaguely familiar. He took my right hand and pulled it towards him. I rose up to sit at the edge of the bed. He placed my hand on his pants and I realized I was touching the hard length of his penis. It was ridiculously hard. And long. I then realized that he was asking permission. I nodded 'Yes.' Of course, 'Yes.' After the pleasure he had just given me how could I deny him? I wanted him with every fiber of my being. More than I had ever wanted anyone. Even though I didn't know his identity, hadn't seen his face or even heard his voice I was comfortable with him. Without words we had developed a sort of connection. I didn't know where it would go or if he would disappear and I would never see him again but I didn't care, I still wanted him. He unzipped his pants and pushed them down to his knees. I giggled because he was wearing polka dot boxer shorts. I was thinking how funny it was that my rapist wore polka dot boxers. He looked up at me and shrugged as if to say, I need undies just like everyone else. His thighs were muscular and his calves well defined. It looked like he definitely exercised regularly. The head of his penis poked through the slit in the shorts. I found myself sitting up further and reaching for it. He tried to push my hands away, but this time I wouldn't let him. I grasped the waistband of his shorts and shoved them down. I felt like I was opening a present. And what sprung out from under those shorts could definitely be considered a gift. It was beautiful. Thick and smooth and tilted a bit to the left. I couldn't tell his complexion in the dimness but he was definitely tanned. I grasped his penis with both hands. It was so smooth and warm. A drop of liquid was pearlized at the tip. I ran my thumb back and forth over it, slowly caressing the head. I heard him sharply intake a breath. His eyes were closed and his head tilted backwards. I stroked him now, up and down, up and down, so very slowly. My confidence began to grow as I realized how much power I now had over this man. Ironically he had broken into my home and here I was holding his dick and he was at the mercy of my desires. As if he sensed my thoughts, he grabbed my hands and pulled them away. Then he reached between my legs and touched me. He stared at me and I didn't look away. I stared back and as we gazed at each other and he stroked me between my legs, his thumb expertly rubbing my clitoris. The intimacy and tension grew to almost unbearable proportions. He was testing my readiness. I jumped and yelped in shock when his finger slipped inside me...again and again, pulling the wetness out of me. I was sopping wet at this point and now I was the one with my head thrown back moaning with pleasure. And he was in control again. After a few moments he stopped and pulled his hand away. I saw him reach into the back pocket of his pants and pull out a small shiny square which appeared to be a condom. He ripped it open with his teeth and rolled it on. Then he opened my legs even wider. He pulled me forward as he rose up a bit on his knees. He placed both hands at my hips and slowly pulled me down onto his penis. At first my body wouldn't open enough to let him in. But with a little maneuvering I began sliding down and he began filling me up. He stretched me until I couldn't possibly be stretched anymore. The room was quiet except for the sounds of our breathing. He gave me a moment to adjust and then he began moving. I was braced against the edge of the bed and he was kneeling on the floor while grasping my hips and pulling me back and forth. The sensation was exquisite. I was in ecstasy. My eyes had rolled to the back of my head, my lips were parted and I was grasping at handfuls of the sheet. Each time he plunged into me, I felt sharp pleasure that seemed to build with each thrust. Amazingly I found myself on the verge of orgasm again. And then I came. When I recovered, he had stopped thrusting but I realized he wasn't even close to reaching orgasm. He pulled out and pulled me off the bed. I could barely stand because my legs were trembling so much. Once he had helped me up, he turned me around so that my back was to his chest. He held me closely to him and planted kisses all over my neck. He stroked my breasts, my stomach and between my legs, as if he knew that I needed to be aroused again before he continued. Then when he was satisfied that I could take more, he had me kneel down. He knelt behind me and gently bent me over the side of the bed. He placed my legs between his and guided himself back inside me. I grasped the sheets and bit them as he once again filled my swollen sensitive flesh. I didn't think I could cum again, but he began to move slowly and after a few moments it began to feel pleasurable again. This time he wasn't gentle with me as he had been before. His hands gripped me tightly at the waist and he began slamming into me. I was screaming again. The pleasure began to build, and this time I could tell he was right there with me. As I dissolved with pleasure, his body shuddered. As he came, he grabbed me and pulled me to him, plunging even deeper and I felt him squirting into the condom. Afterwards, the silence in the room was loud. We were both exhausted and breathing hard. He continued to clutch me to him. After a while I realized how cold it was in the room and began to shiver. He pulled away from me and stood up. I heard him pull up his shorts and zipper his pants. I still sat curled up over the side of the bed, too exhausted to move. He reached down and deftly scooped me up and placed me back onto the bed, pulling the covers over me and tucking them around me. Even though I could barely keep my eyes open, I willed myself to stay awake because I wanted to know who he was. He bent over me and grasped my face in his hands. I hoped he would kiss me. And then he did. Softly at first and then he slowly opened his mouth and our tongues met. We licked, nibbled and sucked for a few minutes, as if to make up for the lack of kissing during our coupling. I knew he would leave without saying a word. And that's just what he did. I only got about an hour of sleep that night, but the next day I felt rejuvenated. Lack of sleep is no match for the high that comes from great sex. The next morning, the presentation went well and I'd felt extremely sexy which influenced my wardrobe. I wore a white pencil skirt suit with a red blouse and chocolate brown leather knee high boots. It was a rainy day so I wore a khaki trench coat which was cinched at the waist. I had never felt so relaxed. Throughout the day I inspected every male I saw, wondering if one of them had been my home invader. Later that evening, it began to rain and I had to get some groceries. As I walked into my building holding my umbrella and groceries, I glimpsed someone walking into the elevator on their way up. I called out, asking to them to hold it for me and the doors which had begun to close now opened abruptly. I ran into the small cubicle and said a quick thank you without even taking notice of who it was. But then the person asked if I needed some help bringing the groceries to my door. Surprised by the sweet gesture and a bit weirded out by it, this being New York after all; I turned around and look up into the most beautiful grey-green eyes. It was the man who lived down the hall from me. I had only seen him a couple of times since I moved in 6 months ago and I had never noticed his eyes before. He was tall, at least 6'2 and he looked a little mean. Well, maybe mean is a bit harsh, I should say serious. Like he didn't smile too often. There was a scar running along his right cheek. It didn't take away from his appearance; in fact it made him look even more dangerous. His nose was long and thin. It had been broken more than once from the looks of it. I couldn't call him handsome. Well not classically handsome, but there was something powerful about his appearance. Something in the intensity of his gaze and his quiet presence unnerved me. There was also something oddly familiar about him. He wore a dark suit without a tie. It looked custom fit to his slender frame. The neck of his dress shirt was open and you could see that he was muscular and his chest was lightly sprinkled with short curly hair. I glimpsed the edge of a tattoo peaking out from the right side of his chest. He didn't have an umbrella so water droplets glistened in his short curly black hair. The darkness of his hair and his olive toned skin made his eyes stand out. My lips began forming the words to say no thanks, but then I realized that yes, I would like his help. So I said 'Yes.' At least I think I said yes. I was a bit hypnotized you see. He reached over and took the bags from my hand. I looked down at his hands. They seemed like strong hands. Strong and clean. Another tattoo creeped down his wrist out from under his left shirt sleeve. As I got off the elevator and walked to my door, he followed. My legs trembled and my heart pounded. I shouldn't have been so nervous because in truth he was already mine. I just didn't know it yet. As we walked down that hallway, with my heart thundering in my chest and him quietly following behind me, I wondered why I had said yes. I mean he wasn't even that attractive. O.K. I lied. He was very attractive. He was so attractive that I was already wondering what he'd look like naked. THE END Home Invasion I watched her intently through the large bay windows into her bedroom. When the door to the adjoining bathroom was open, I could see directly into the shower. This was the third day at this particular house. I had been monitoring every one with a lonely housewife for weeks now. This was the house. She was my prize. In my head, I called her Rachel. Rachel loved her pulsating shower head. I loved watching her let the water cascade over her large, firm breasts and round ass almost as much as she did. Her shoulder length brunette hair was natural as it matched her full, yet neatly trimmed, womanly mound. The previous two days I had touched myself as she did. Today, however, I crept to her sliding glass door, silently opening and closing it. I heard the shower turn off as I made my way down the hallway to the master bedroom. Peering in, I could make out the back of her full ass behind the door frame as she dried herself off. My imprisoned cock was straining at the zipper of my pants. Rather than approach, I waited for her to re-enter the bedroom. Our eyes locked. The fear was immediately noticeable in her widened eyes, but her voice failed her. No words were spoken but she knew exactly what I was there to do. She saw my dark clothes, my bag, my erection and she knew I was blocking the only exit. She darted for her cell phone on the nightstand, but I was quicker, grabbing her wrist and knocking over a lamp in the process. I was stronger too as I grabbed the other wrist and pinned her to the wall. Holding both wrists in one hand I showed her a small knife from my belt. "Keep your slutty mouth shut and I'll give you what you've been secretly craving," I hissed at her. She instead made another attempt to run from my grasp. I slapped her. "You're getting fucked my little whore, there is no escaping that. Whether I enjoy it or we both do is up to you." She lowered her resistance but the fear of the inevitable was sinking in. I pushed her onto her plush bed. Grabbing a roll of tape from my bag, I bound her hands together in front of her body. I stood at the foot of the bed removing my own clothes, admiring the figure of my prize. Her supple breasts begged to be sucked, and her body was my plaything. She gasped when I became naked. She was now not only in fear of the situation, but my size as well. I smiled and began climbing up the bed, placing my thick and rigid cock at her mouth. "Suck it," I barked. She didn't comply and instead turned her head. "Suck or I hurt you," I insisted as I grabbed her hair, repositioning her mouth. Again she refused. I yanked her into a standing position, throwing her over the side of the bed and, wasting no time, slapped her perfect ass with all my force, leaving a glowing red handprint across her right cheek. She cried out in pain, not finishing before the second one landed on the opposite cheek. Her legs went limp as I continued disciplining her for her disobedience, all the while reminding her that it was her choice that led to her punishment. "This is what whores get for not doing as they're told." She gave me a faint apology as I rubbed away the markings on her ass. Bringing her to her knees, I gave her a third and final chance. This time she parted her lips reluctantly as I slid my member into her warm mouth. I pushed until I hit her throat, hearing her gag. Waiting a few moments, I withdrew as she gasped for air. I pushed back in but not as far, allowing my cock to grind against her helpless tongue. I felt her lips squeeze the base of my dick as I smiled and grunted. "That's a good slut. Take it all." She complied and I rewarded her by pulling back, allowing her to suckle the head of my engorged cock, albeit meekly. Before long her timidness began to weaken as she learned the consequences of not listening. After a final plunge into her throat, I withdrew entirely as saliva dribbled from her whore mouth. I ordered her back onto the bed, lying on her back. "You're doing a good job, I think you deserve a reward." I climbed above her and positioned my cock at her entrance. She tried to clothes her knees, but I effortlessly pried them apart. I grinned as I began to slide inside of her. Her pussy was already wet. "Your cunt betrays you. You want this, you nasty girl. Just as I knew you would." I plunged inside of her, seeing the pain on her face as I entered. I asked her if I was too big for her. She nodded silently. The fucking became faster and harder as my long cock rubbed against her g-spot and the finale of each stroke, forcing her to let a gasp of ecstasy escape her no longer reluctant mouth. Soon her legs were wrapping around my back, welcoming me into her drenched womb. "You're enjoying it," I told her as sweat dripped off my forehead, but she didn't need reminding. "Yes," she gasped "god help me yes!" I could feel her tightening around me. She was cumming as she yelled out into my ear, this one time I allowed her to make any audible noise. Gushing onto my cock and pelvis brought me to the brink, but I forced myself to hold on. I had many more plans for her. Her breathing was heavy as I withdrew from her, smiling at her sweaty, naked body covered in her own juices. Twenty minutes earlier she was running for her life. Now, she was coming off a screaming orgasm like a common whore. I've never been able to resist eating cum out of a woman and this was no exception. Running my tongue over her sopping wet slit, I tasted my conquest and her inner betrayal. She was sensitive but responded positively, even going so far as to place her hands on the back of my head. I made her legs bend back towards her head as I continued my lapping, bringing a finger to her freshly showered ass. She immediately tried to fight, begging for me to stop. "Please, not there. I can't!" she whimpered. "You can and will." She gasped as I replaced my finger, feeling how tight her virgin ass was. Soon one finger became two, as my rough tongue focused it's onslaught on her sensitive clit. Whether through accepted helplessness or arousal (I did not care), her asshole began to loosen, accepting the full length of my fingers and even let them curl inside of her ass, lightly caressing the oppose side of her g-spot. She whimpered in sadness as I got off of her completely, only to shriek in fear as she saw me slather my cock with copious amounts of anal lubrication. I returned and grabbed her ankles to re-separate her legs. My mouth returned to her pussy for a final taste. This time, however, my tongue travelled further downward, moistening her ass for easier access. I placed my throbbing cock at her anus. She was scared. I slid in slowly, not moving beyond the head while her glove-tight cavity squeezed me to the point of cutting off the circulation. She relaxed and I gave her another inch, feeling her anxiety. "The more you fight the more it will hurt." She artificially calmed herself, but it was enough to continue the invasion. I withdrew to give her inexperienced ass a break while I re-lubricated. I entered much more easily this time, slowly giving her more of what she secretly wanted until her once innocent ass was at the mercy of all eight inches. I let it stay there for a minute as she accommodated my girth. The look on her face was one of shock, not fear. She had done what she previously thought was impossible. I began to pump back and forth, savoring the feeling. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as she played with herself. I was not to last long as my grunts became louder and more consistent, my cock pulsating inside of her, preparing to unload her present. Her masturbation increased along with me. "Cum with me bitch! Cum with me as I explode in your virgin ass!" That was all the encouragement she needed as she squirted unto my pelvis, shortly followed by rope after rope of hot cum being released deep into her anal cavity. I collapsed on the bed next to her, catching my breath. Shortly thereafter, I cut the tape binding her hands. She didn't run. In fact, she leaned over and wrapped her arms around me, kissing me deeply. "Thank you daddy," she said as she smirked. "You're welcome sweetheart. Happy Anniversary." Home Invasion **This story is complete fiction. It was written for friend who has a fantasy for this to happen. In no way do I condone such behavior or would suggest that this is even practical. Again this is FANTASY ONLY!!!** * There she is the person I've been obsessing for years was finally going to be mine to use and control as I wished. Just who did she think she is denying me so many years ago? We had met at a stupid school meeting she was so sweet to me. Rachel had even come on to me telling me about how her stupid husband David only cared about flying neglecting her both emotionally and sexually. But when I tried to kiss her she acted all put out. Telling me there would be no way she be seen with someone like me. That teasing bitch is going to regret she ever denied me all those years ago. I knew that David, her twat of a husband was off on business for 3 or 5 days. The kids had just left for school and wouldn't be home until 4 o'clock. Now the Bitch is going to be mine. The backdoor was unlocked as always so I was able to sneak into the house hiding in the wash room. Rachel had just walked past me on her way to the kitchen. Sneaking up behind Rachel, I grabbed her tightly around her waist with one hand and with the other I placed my hand over her mouth. I then pushed her against the kitchen island. In her ear I told Rachel resistance would be useless and as long as she did as she was told she would live. But Rachel still tried to resist. Ok, I warned you bitch. Pushing her head hard against the counter top I had her arms behind her back and quickly handcuffed. As she tried to scream I quickly swung a gag ball out placing it over head and in her fucking screaming mouth. With the screaming stopped I pulled a bandana out of my pocket tying it over her eyes so she couldn't see. Now I'm going to tell you again, do as your told and you will live. Got it, I said with force in her ear. Rachel calmed down enough to where I could step back to take a look at my prize. Damn she hadn't lost her looks over the years for sure. The dress she was wearing was stunning on her it framed her body well on top and was very loose at the waste with high heel pumps. I lifted her dress to see what she was wearing underneath. Wow, what a surprise did I find she was wearing sheer thigh high stockings and a lavender lace thong. I gave her ass a nice firm smack that caused Rachel to moan in pain. Grabbing Rachel by her hair and her bound wrists, I pulled her up and started looking for the Master bedroom. So where's your bedroom Love, knowing she couldn't answer me. As we past the wash room I retrieved the backpack that held my binding ropes. Walking blind Rachel was stumbling as I led her through her house. Opening the 1st door we came to I looked inside it was obviously a boy's room. Nope not this one this Michael's room onto the next. Rachel tried to resist by not walking. I quickly got her attention by raising her restrained hands up high putting severe pressure on her shoulders. This caused her to squeal in pain. Now that I've got your attention again Luv, let's behave so this is easy for both of us okay. Rachel shook her head Yes, so I lowered her arms back down. Kissing her on the cheek I told her that she was going to be very pleased once we got to her room. I could feel her body tense up as I told her this which made me chuckle. There was another door right across from Michael's so I expected it to be Cherie's. Rachel, the room across from Michael's is that Cherie's? There was no response. Raising her arms up again, answer my question Bitch! Shaking her head up and down in the affirmative, I lowered her arms. Very good, so let's see in a house as nice as this I'm betting the Master Quarters are on the opposite side of the house, right? Rachel was quick to shack her head in the affirmative. Very good Luv, that's better. Rachel's mind was a whirlwind now wondering who this was that was doing this to her. How did he know my kids and husbands names? Lost in her thoughts she was suddenly brought back to reality when she was abruptly shoved face first down on her bed. The sound of her zipper going down on her dress confirmed her fear that she was about to be raped. Tears started to flow from her eyes as she was abruptly pulled up as her dress was abruptly pulled over her shoulders. Rachel, Rachel she heard her name bringing her back into reality. This is what's going to happen are you listening? Shaking her head, Yes. Her captor told her if you do anything stupid the following is going to happen. Her eye's suddenly now able to see as the blindfold was removed she looked down at her bed. In front of her where several pictures of her kid's and David. What you should see in those pictures is the fact that I know where your loved ones are at all times of the day. Now I'm supposed to make a call in exactly 15 minutes. If I don't make that call I have people that will find them and kill them. Do you understand? With tears streaming down her face Rachel just looked at the pictures in front of her. She was able to see that whoever her captor was he knew exactly where David, Cherie, and Michael were at all times of the day. I said, do you understand me? Yes, she shook her head yes. Good now we don't have much time so let's not try anything stupid. Remember in 15 minutes if I don't make that call they will die. I won't be able to call them off once they don't get that call. Understand? Again Rachel shook her head yes! The blindfold was suddenly put back over her eyes blinding her. Although the voice of her captor sounded familiar she still couldn't put a name to it. Her wrists now freed, her captor pulled her dress down over her shoulders dropping it down at her feet. Damn Baby, you have been taking care of yourself haven't you, Rachel heard her captor tell her. It made her skin crawl to be spoken to like a piece of meat. Shoved back onto the bed she was told to roll over onto her back. Suddenly she felt a wrist strap put on her right wrist then to her right ankle. They were suddenly pulled tight away from her body. Then the same was done to her left side now unable to move she knew she was tied to the four posts of her beloved bed that she had picked out with David. He hated it but she insisted on getting it and now it was going to be used as a tool in her eventual rape. Suddenly she heard her captor's voice, all clear. Yes, she heard him reply, at 3:30 and the sound of the call being cancelled. As you just heard Rachel, if I don't call my friends back at 3:30. Well you know what will happen right, her captor said with a chuckle. Suddenly the gag in her mouth the blindfold was off and she could at last see her captor. At first she didn't recognize him, but then she remembered. Jim! Why are you doing this to me? What you don't remember Rachel; please don't insult me like that. I don't know what you mean... You came onto me telling me how your asshole of a husband didn't tend to your needs like you wanted. Then you all but threw yourself at me with the hugs and calls and text messages. Then when I like a fool tried to kiss you, I was pushed away like a piece of undesirable garbage. I loved you Rachel I could have given you all of this and more but no I wasn't good enough for the Princess. Well when I'm through with you, you will have wished you never made that mistake. With that Jim went about looking around the room first in the night stands on each side of the bed. Pulling out the last drawer a box, what are these, Jim asked. Does David wear condoms when he fuck's the Princess? Yes, Rachel said with anger in her voice. I remember you telling me you wanted a 3rd child. You can't get pregnant with hubby wearing condoms can you? With that Jim threw them back into the night stand drawer. Looking around the room again he saw Rachel's purse on the dresser. The contents of her purse were abruptly dumped onto the floor. Jim sifted through the contents not finding what he was looking for he moved into the bathroom. Opening all the drawers and the cabinets until he found the medicine cabinet. Wondering what he was looking for Rachel could her him fumbling around as medicine bottles started dropping to the floor. Walking back to the bed admiring Rachel tied spread eagle, he asked her are you on the pill? What, replied Rachel? Are you on the fucking Pill so dickhead can't get you pregnant? No, no I'm not on the pill. He uses those condoms you found. Don't you fucking lie to me. I swear he uses condoms, the pill made me gain weight and he couldn't have his wife getting fat. Well good for you because today is your lucky day. Do you know why it's your lucky day? NO, why? Because I'm going to get you pregnant with the child I wanted for us. NO, PLEASE NO!!! Rachel said as she began to cry. Removing his clothes Jim's cock sprung out semi erect, shocking Rachel at its size as it was already bigger and thicker than David's. Jim moved onto the bed placing his cock above Rachel's mouth. Careful not to put it to where she could bite him he teased her with it. Dropping it onto her face pressing it onto her eyes then down her cheek leaving a trail of precum as he was now very excited. Jim commanded her to stick out her tongue. Doing as she was told, Rachel stuck out her tongue. The wet warm feeling of her tongue against the head of his cock was exhilarating causing Jim to moan with pleasure. Yes Baby, that's it lick Daddy's cock. Jim saying, daddy was a biting statement to Rachel, as he was going to soon be the father of the baby that will be growing inside her. When the excitement of Rachel licking his cock was getting to be too much. Jim pulled back to take advantage of the rest of his captives body. Running his hands over Rachel's breasts Jim starts fondling them until he can feel her nipples begin to harden. The lavender satin bra clasped in the front which was quickly released. Now exposed Rachel's heaving breasts were for Jim to see. They're beautiful he exclaimed. I mean I figured you would have nice breasts but they are spectacular. Rachel, couldn't believe that she was feeling flattered. This man who is about to rape her possibly getting her pregnant was turning her body on no matter what her brain was saying. Sucking on her nipples like a baby suckling Rachel's nipples was sending sensations across her body that she couldn't prevent. She could feel wetness growing between her legs from the betrayal of her pussy as it was getting ready for the large cock that was about to invade it. After he had sufficiently satisfied his hunger of sucking on Rachel's breasts. Jim stepped away from the bed. Reaching into his bag he pulled out a jewelry box. I brought you a present, do you want to see what I have for you. Fearing what it could be, Rachel was afraid to answer him. Opening the box he pulled out its content. Do you like it? What is it, Rachel asks. It's a Nipple Chain, these breasts now belong to me and you are not allowed to take this off unless I say you can. Do you understand? Yes, Rachel replies reluctantly. There do you like it? As he completes connecting it to Rachel's very hard extended nipples. Rachel raised her head the best she could to see what it looked like. Not able to see completely, Jim pulled on the middle of the chain with his finger causing it to pull tight thus pulling out on her nipples. At the nipple there are 3 tassels with red rubies at the end that are free to swing against her breasts as they hang down. The sensation that caused was like a lightning bolt coursing through her body starting at her nipples. Do you like, Jim asked with a sly smile on his face. Yes, it's pretty, Rachel answered You understand you can't take this off, I own your nipples now and I'm the only one that can. Yes, I understand,, Rachel replied. Jim then looked down Rachel's flat down stomach to her crotch that was still covered by the lavender thong panty. Running his hand down her stomach to her crotch he could feel the heat coming off her body. Then he felt moisture, oh my are we horny now Rachel? Her breathing heavy now she blurted out, No! But she couldn't wait for Jim to fuck her, that's right pull down her panties and fuck her hard like she never was fucked before. Pushing the material to the side with his middle finger. Jim ran his finger from just inside her very wet pussy up to the top of her clit. This shot shock waves through Rachel's body again. An audible moan came from deep inside Rachel's soul. Enjoying the reaction he was getting, Jim continued his teasing of Rachel's pussy. He was running his finger firmly now deep inside her wanting pussy then up her slit to her clit circling it then back down inside her. Over and over again Jim continued this Rachel's pussy getting wetter and wetter. So much so that at one point Jim pulled his finger out holding it over her heaving stomach as her juices dripped down. He then stuck his finger into his mouth to suck the remaining juices of his finger. Mmmm, baby you taste wonderful he said with a big smile. Do you want to taste? Rachel didn't answer but yes she wanted to taste her own juices. She could feel his go back inside juicy wet gash swirling around the out it came. As Jim pulled his finger out Rachel's pussy juice dripped down onto her body as he up to her mouth. The taste was intoxicating to her as she tasted herself for the first time in her life. Sucking on his finger like it was nipple; Rachel was wanting to get every drop. Jim pulled his finger out causing Rachel to moan out loud Fuck Me!!! Fuck Me PLEASE!!! Oh I will baby many, many times today. But Jim wanted to taste her pussy again but this time he was going to do it by putting his mouth to her cunt. Pushing the material to the side again. Jim got a good look at the baby's skin smooth cunt. Oh baby, your pussy is so beautiful, he exclaimed. With lust in her voice, Rachel said, and then fuck me please! Jim was enjoying his opportunity now to tease his object of desire that had tormented him for so many years. Not saying a word Jim leaned down and with his tongue traced Rachel's now very engorged clit over and over again. At the same time he put his index and middle finger back inside Rachel's heaving cunt. Curving them up inside her he started searching for her G-Spot. When he heard Rachel screaming, that's It, That's it, that's It Please Don't Stop!!? I knew I had found what I was lucking for when I heard my Luv screaming this. So, I increased my pace with both the licking of her clit and the fingering of her cunt. OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! I'M CUMMINGGGGGGG, Rachel was screaming! Then suddenly her pussy erupted from her orgasm, her juices squirting out all over Jim's face and hand soaking the comforter under her. Shocked that he was able to make Rachel squirt so easily Jim moved up to kiss her to sure her juices with him. Her eyes closed her mind totally blown as she had never had an orgasm as intense as that. Suddenly she felt her captors tongue in her mouth. She could taste herself again and was trying to get all that sh could. There kiss was not only intense but was full of passion. Then she felt his cock enter her, OMG it was huge! She felt like she was being split in half as the girth of his cock was pushed deeper and deeper inside her heaving cunt. When she thought it was all in she felt a final heavy push and it went even deeper. Jim rose up on his hands and started pounding the pussy he had wanted for so so many years. Oh Fuck yes, your pussy is incredible as continued his assault. Rachel's mind and body was totally in lust mode as she was so enjoying the fucking she was receiving from her captor. She could feel his cock growing even more as she knew that he was about to cum. Her own orgasm was just seconds away. Then suddenly the nipple chain was pulled taught and that's all she could remember as she blacked out from the intensity of her orgasm. Just before Jim shot his load of seed deep inside his object of desire. He yanked the nipple chain hard, and then his cock erupted shooting stream after stream cum deep inside Rachel's cunt. Her own orgasm was just as intense as she again squirted her juices almost pushing him out. Her cunt contracting like a clamp around his cock making him moan out in both pain and pleasure. Leaning back down on Rachel kissing her deeply again. At first she was limp but soon her mind kicked back in and was kissing Jim back with deep passion for several minutes. Jim rose back up as he cock started to grow limp, Baby that was the best fuck of my life, he told Rachel. Before she could think, Rachel blurted out, that was the by far the best fuck of my life. I've never had a orgasm like that before EVER! Then the shame of what she just admitted hit her, I can't believe your doing this to me, she muttered. As Jim pulled his semi erect cock out of her used gash, his cum started to flow out as well. He moved her thong back in fugal attempt to keep it inside her. Baby you loved it and you know it and whats really blowing your mind right now is how bad you want me back inside you fucking you again. then he walked out of the room. Rachel knew he was right she wanted him back fucking her again and again with his wonderful big thick cock. Walking through the house nude his semi-erect cock dripping drops of cum on the floor. Jim went into Rachel's daughter's room looking around the room he found what he was looking for. Reaching into the dirty close hamper he was digging around until he had what he wanted. Bringing it to his nose he drew in the musky smell of Cheri's dirty panty. It was a plain cotton bikini panty that was clearly worn. It smelt like her mother's pussy causing Jim to wonder if Cheri, Rachel's 18 year old daughter, had an orgasm in her panty like her mother. Well maybe not exactly as intense as her mothers but and orgasm none the less. Taking them back to the bedroom where he had his fuck toy. The thought of Cherie cumming in the panty's in his hand was making cock come back to life. Before he walked back into the room he wrapped it around his now very erect tool. Hello did you miss me, he said as he climbed on the bed. Are you ready to be fucked again? Rachel knew she was powerless to resist Jim and his wonderful cock, said Yes please fuck me again! Yes, that's the spirit, Jim said with a smile. Jim, Rachel asked. Yes, what do you want? Can you please untie my legs I want you to hold my ankles when you fuck me this time. Ashamed by her request Rachel was too filled with lust to hold back anymore. Shocked by the request, Jim thought about it. Do you promise to behave? Yes, of course I promise. Rachel had no intention of doing anything but wrapping her legs around her lover as he fucked her. Jim got off the bed and moved to release her leg restraints. When they were free he pulled her cum drenched panties down and over her high heel shoes that she still had on. While he was doing this she noticed with glee that his cock was rock hard again. But what was wrapped around it. Jim, what is that wrapped around your cock? That's Cherie's used panties. What, why do you have her panties Jim? Not answering her question took the panties from around his cock smelling them again. Did you know your daughters pussy smells just like yours? With that Cherie's used panties was pressed against her mother's nose to smell. He was right, Rachel could smell her daughter and it smelt just like her own. I wonder if Cherie cam in her panties like you did, Rachel. I wonder what your hot daughter was thinking when she made this smell as he pressed them to his nose to inhale again. Home Invasion He then wrapped them back around his cock then moved between Rachel's legs, taking her ankles in his hands pushing up and towards her chest. As his cum began to leak out of he pressed his cock back inside Rachel. Rachel's thoughts were on her daughter wondering about the. Then she felt her pussy being invaded again inch by wonderful inch the cock she had rejected so many years ago was now going deeper and deeper inside her. With her legs up like he was holding them she knew he was go deeper than before she tried to brace for this as this was clearly uncharted waters for her. She could feel her daughters soiled panties now pressed against her very sensitive clit. She couldn't believe how erotic it felt and at the same time a shamed that she felt that way. Jim placed Rachel's legs on his shoulders as he pressed deeper inside her causing her to moan in pleasure as well as some pain as no man had ever been this deep inside her. The feel of her legs against his chest was intoxicating to Jim and he dreamed of this many times and now it was really happening. He looked on either side if his head to see the high heel shoes that he so loved to see on Rachel when they would meet for lunch or coffee now they were right next to him. Now looking down into Rachel's beautiful green eyes that are filled with lust staring back at me I just wanted fuck her long and slow. Jim grabbed the nipple chain again and began to tug on it as he would rhythmically go in and out as he fucked the soon to be mother of his child. Rachel's chest started turn flush as her breathing increased the cumming of her orgasm. I increased my pace to match her orgasm with my own. Just as Jim started to cum, he pulled hard on the chain causing the same reaction as before Rachel's pussy to spray out her juices splashing up onto my chest and the back down to her own chest and face. No drenched in the juice of her own pussy she looked more beautiful than ever. Jim moved her no weak legs off his shoulders allowing him to lean down to embrace Rachel in a deep passionate kissing. Rachel's legs instinctively wrapped around Jim holding him deep inside her. They soon grew weak Rachel's legs falling down to his side. Jim rose up pulling his cock out of her causing her pussy to make a loud sucking sound. They both laughed when they heard it. Rachel surprised them both when she said, my pussy doesn't want it out. Don't worry it will soon be back in you were it belongs. He then took her daughters panties that were now socked in her mother's juices and his cum from around his cock. Wading them into a ball he shoved them back inside Rachel's pussy that had started leaking his cum down her ass. Trusting that he had Rachel fully in his control now he asked her if she would like to clean his cock off with her mouth. To his surprise Rachel's sexy green eyes widened as she said yes. I'd love too. Jim didn't know this but, Rachel had sucked her husband's cock many times but she never once let him cum in her mouth she always wanted it on her chest. But she wanted to taste his cum as well as her own juice again something she had never done before. Jim moved up to where he was straddling Rachel's chest placing semi-erect above her mouth. Like a baby chick opening its mouth to be feed that's how Rachel opened hers. Placing the head of his cock into her mouth she quickly sucked in. he could feel her swirling around it like a hot wet rag. He began to feed more and more of his cock into her mouth he was all the way in causing her to gag. The whole time they were both looking into each other's eyes both filled with lust for each other. Soon she had Jim hard again and she wanted him back inside her gaping wide pussy. He removed he removed Cheri's panties from her mother's cunt wrapping them back around his cock as he slid back inside her. This was repeated over and again until it was 3:30. Hello yes, it's stand down until 6pm click. I just told my friends to stand down until 6pm again if they don't a call. Well you know what will happen right. Rachel now free from the constraints was standing in front of a full length mirror admiring the chain hanging from her breasts. She was looking incredible as she was all but nude but for the thong panties that was holding her daughters panties inside. Even with all that material it was still wasn't able to hold back the days' worth of cum that had been deposited inside. There were streaks of cum running down the inside of thigh high stockings she was still wearing. Admiring the way the tassels hung down on her breasts was mesmerizing to Rachel as she would jiggle her breasts to get them to slide across her breasts. Jim had to hurry to get dressed and get out before her kids got home. Here Rachel put on your dress before your kids get home. With that Jim slipped back out the way he came in. But before he left he told Rachel he would be back tomorrow and to remember what he told her. Home Invasion You're home alone. I know this because you told me you would be. You also told me you'd leave the back door unlocked and that I should help myself to a drink once I'm in the kitchen. The house is in darkness, just as you promised. In fact the only source of light is the digital clock on the oven, casting a luminescent green glow around the tiled room, reflecting slightly off the walnut finish of the kitchen cupboards. I open the fridge, its interior light adding - albeit temporarily - to the aforementioned minimal lighting. There's a single beer inside. I remove it and pop the cap, downing it in three or four swigs before the fridge door has even had time to swing closed. My clothes are dark; blue jeans and black tee as instructed. I take the time to remove my boots and leave them tidily beside the back door. In my stocking feet I make my way slowly and carefully through your tastefully decorated home. Street lights shine through the windows at the front of the house, making it easier for me to find my way. I glance into the living room. A three-piece and flat screen. You've left it on stand-by. It seems that any worries you might have about your carbon footprint are far outweighed by the promise of what's to come... At the foot of the stairs I pause and take several deep breaths before I begin my ascent, the floorboards creaking with unnecessary volume beneath my weight. There are four doors off the landing. Two are closed and one is open only slightly. The other, the bathroom, is my next port of call. As I use the facilities I can't help but think of all the things I'm going to do to you. Once I'm finished I put myself away, slipping my cock back into my jeans and boxers before it gets too hard to do so. I contemplate not flushing but that would serve no purpose. You know I'm coming, you arranged it, so I flush. If you're still awake then the extra noise will only serve to build your anticipation even more. Leaving the bathroom I turn out the light but leave the door ajar, then I make my way across the landing to the only other door that is not closed. I peer through the gap, no more than a few inches. I can hear you breathing within but I can't see anything; it's too dark, my eyes need time to adjust. I unzip my jeans and pull my cock out, stroking slowly as I stare into your room. It's not at all long before I'm hard as a rock and I can make out shapes in the darkness. If you'd left your curtains open a little I would've been able to see quite clearly, not that I'm complaining... I'm definitely the kind of man who enjoys a challenge... As my eyes grow more accustomed to the lack of light, I can see that you have nothing covering your slumbering form save for the thinnest of sheets. The night is warm, that's a fact so I can hardly blame you. It works in my favour, too, as I my eyes trace the outline of your shapely legs and firm arse. The sheet only covers as far up as your midriff and as you're sleeping topless, that means I can quite easily make out the shape of your large, firm breasts, heaving as you lay half on your back, half on your side. I watch you for several moments, my hand still wrapped around my throbbing dick as I slowly masturbate. It's almost as if I'm teasing myself. I know that I can have you right now, there's not a thing you can do to stop me, especially as I'm quite certain you're asleep. Moving closer to the foot of your bed I reach forwards and gently tease the sheet over your buttocks, doing so incredibly carefully so as not to wake you. You're now completely naked, helpless as you lay upon your bed and I can't help but smile. I let go of my cock and remove my clothes. There I am, standing naked in the darkness at the foot of your bed, knowing that what I'm about to do I have to do quickly and accurately. I can't risk you waking before I'm in position yet in doing so, the chances of waking you up are high. I pad across the carpet of your bedroom floor, getting a pair of your knickers caught around my foot as I do. I can't resist. I have to stoop to pick them up, and then hold them to my face, breathing in your scent. A sweet, heady combination of sweat and vaginal fluid fills my nostrils. Naughty girl... You've been playing... I drop them back to the floor, making a mental note to take them with me when I leave. I have big plans for those lace knickers. Now standing at the top of your bed, directly beside your head, I turn and face the face the opposite direction. I take several deep breaths and then in one, semi-swift movement, I reach forwards and spread your legs whilst at the same time I clamber onto your bed, my knees on either side of your head as my erect cock bounces off your chin. Reaching beneath me I take my dick in my hand and guide it between your parted lips. I sense you're starting to stir, not at all surprising but earlier than I had anticipated. I thrust my hips forwards, my cock parting your lips and forcing your jaw open as you start to wake whilst at the same time, I lower my head and set about the task of devouring your pink, hairless pussy. I feel you struggling to draw breath, gagging almost as I impale your face with my dick, yet I don't stop; I continue to thrust with the same, rhythmic motion. Your clitoris is swollen to Hell, as are the lips that line your delicious pussy, most likely from the orgasm or three you brought yourself to earlier whilst wearing those lace knickers if I'm not mistaken. You taste incredible. You taste, in fact, exactly like your knickers smell and it's driving me wild. I can't help it, I thrust faster and harder into your mouth as I reach beneath your arse and spread your cheeks, my fingers searching for your tightest of tight holes, my tongue ravaging your already swollen clitoris. I force myself to slow my thrusting though I don't let up, I'm unwilling to let you catch your breath and I return to the same steady rhythm as before. Just as I'm unwilling to let you breathe, there's no way I'm finishing off so quickly, not until I've well and truly finger-fucked both your holes whilst you choke on my dick. I can't tell if you're attempting to suck and at this point I really don't care. Your mouth is mine, just like the rest of your body. My fingers find your arse hole and making use of the juices that are pouring from your horny cunt I push two inside, just to the first knuckle at first but believe me when I say that's not all you're getting. In time with the thrusts of my dick into your mouth I push my fingers deeper and deeper inside your arse hole, adding a third when it gets in the way of me getting as deep as I want to go. Judging by the state of your pussy I can only assume you're enjoying yourself. It's like a leaking facet, as juices quite literally stream out of you. I leave your clitoris alone and attempt to drink as much of your fluid as I can. There's no way I can get it all from this position and whilst it's a shame to waste such delicious nectar, I'm quite conscious of the fact I still need more lubrication for your tight back door. With my dick halfway down your throat I feel you make an attempt to shake your head as I force a fourth finger into your arse hole. There's no way I'm stopping though, even if I wanted to. Your arse is gripping my fingers so tightly yet thanks to the lubrication proffered by your sopping wet cunt, I have no issue fucking that hole hard, all the way to the knuckle. I pick up the pace with my thrusts once again. I don't think I've ever been quite so aroused and I'm well aware that there is not much chance I can hold off much longer. As much as I want to finger fuck your vagina as well as your arse, I make the decision that I'm quite content to suck and nibble on your clitoris, near-fisting your tight arse hole as I wantonly fuck your throat. You manage to free your arms from down your sides and I feel your hands and fingers clawing at my arse and thighs, half-attempting to push me away. You know that's not going to happen though, not until I'm finished. Harder and harder I fuck your face, picking up the pace with every thrust as my fingers in your arse hole match that speed. Your pussy is so sloppy now, leaking so much fluid that gathers in and around your arse hole that it sounds as though I'm finger fucking your cunt. I clamp my mouth down, covering as much of your delicious pink cunt as I can, breathing and sucking you in as I shoot wad after wad of my seed into your throat. Removing my fingers from your arse I pull out of your mouth, too, and the gasp of breath as you try to force air into your lungs is tremendous. Still I cum, shooting ropes over your face and tits as my still erect cock hangs beneath me. I clamber off you and perch on the edge of the bed. Even in such poor lighting I can see you're in a state. Breathing heavily, your enormous tits rising and falling rapidly. Your face is streaked with tears, your chin and neck coated in saliva. All of that is visible even through the ropes of cum as it runs into your hair, not that you care at this very moment. I smile as I stand up and start getting dressed, picking up your lace knickers and pocketing them. As I pull my t-shirt over my head you ask, through deep, wheezed breaths, "same time on Saturday?" "Yeah," I reply, heading out of the door. I pause with my hand on the handle and over my shoulder I say, "next time, it's my whole fist," and then leave, quickly and quietly, going out the same way I came in.