0 comments/ 78651 views/ 1 favorites Night Prey By: MistressLili From deep in the dense woods he watched from his car as his victim began undressing. He had been watching her for a week and he developed a longing for her. He stared through his night-vision binoculars as she kicked off her shoes and began one-by-one removing articles of her clothing in front of her huge bedroom window. His dick was standing straight up like a flagpole. His mouth drooled and his eyes never flinched. He started stroking the binoculars as if they were one of her body parts. He slid his hand down to his knee rubbing back and forth as if he were waiting for something. There it was. She was in her panties and her bra was being unhooked from the front and tossed on the floor. She tugged at her panties contemplating whether she should take them off. He whispered 'yes' to himself in his fogged up car. He was waiting to see her dark short- haired pussy. He had dreamt of what it looked like and couldn't wait to see it. His thoughts were interrupted when his dick began pounding. All the time he was watching, he was jerking off, and now he was busting a nut all over his hand. He grabbed a towel off of the passenger seat and cleaned himself off. He peeked at his watch. It was 11:45 and she was right on time. She would be in bed any minute. Once the lights were out in her fairytale cottage, he was ready. Like lighting he was out of his car and inside of her house. He crept up the cream-colored carpet stairs. Her bedroom was at the end of the hall and he could smell her perfume. His Nubian- goddess lay open and unaware behind the door. He could not wait. He opened and locked the door behind him. He caught a glimpse of her black satin bra and picked it up. He sniffed deeply it smelled like her favorite Curve perfume; he smiled and dropped it back down. He stood over her watching her sleep. He was so hard it felt like his dick was going to explode. He slid the soft cover off of her slowly. That move exposed her body. She was very beautiful. Her hair was jet- black like her skin. She had her right eyebrow, tongue, and belly button pierced. Below the waist she was very thick. He liked that. Softly he pulled out the handcuffs that he had especially for her because they had African leopard prints on them for his African beauty. He placed them on her hands and as soon as he closed them, she was up. Her eyes showed fear and anger. She let out a scream so loud it shook the walls. He jumped on top of her so he could control her body. He placed a gag over her mouth and kissed the print of her lips when it was fastened. He leaned down to her ear whispered. "Please don't fight me! I've been watching and protecting you. All I ask for in return, is tonight." Her body relaxed for the moment. He untied her halter lingerie and slid it down her body down to her toes. He sucked on her cute small feet for a minute and got back on top of her. He stared at her bonded body and became ecstatic. Something told him it was time, time for him to take her. He tore her panties off of her thighs. Huffing and puffing he fumbled with his belt, trying to open it before his dick exploded from being neglected. He jumped off of her and dropped his pants. He exposed to her his penis that was covered in long smooth Indian hair. She got scared and kicked him but she missed his dick and caught his stomach. He grinned at her attempt and then slapped her. "See what you made me do! You ungrateful…" He jumped on top of her, split her legs as far as they could go, and then slipped his condom-covered cock in between her legs. Even though she was gagged she let out a howl of pain. He held on to the top of her shoulders pulling her onto his dick with better control. When she tried to fight him he grabbed her nipples and twisted them. Next he bent down and bit one leaving a deep flesh mark in her rich black skin. He rested his head on her forehead and stared into her eyes. The look of fear excited him beyond compare. He pumped into her harder. His plunging became so violent the headboard shook. It started to bang into the wall forming a slight dent in it. He was pleased at that, but he really wanted to form a dent in her. Unbridle passion took him over. He wanted her more; he needed to fill out her pussy so he started to move his hips in circles. When he realized she was relaxing he got upset. She was supposed to fight him. She was supposed to be pleading not accepting. He sat up a little and grabbed onto the headboard to give him a better hold inside of her. Once he was in position he rammed his 7'0 fully hard cock into her with enough power that she felt it would plow through her body and come out of her mouth. He kept plowing into her with the same move until he could hear her muffled screams and see her hot tears streaming from her pretty hazel eyes. That's what he was looking for. The look that she gave him was the look he dreamed about for the past week. He knew she was his now and no one would ever fuck her like him. This thought pleased him and he kept plowing into her harder, and harder for a good twenty minutes. His heart was beating so fast he thought he was going to die. He pulled out just before he came. He picked up her legs and closed them. He raised them straight up into the air and inserted his cock into her anal. Her body twitched and turned trying to get him out of there. He knew no one had ever fucked her anal and he wanted to be her first. Slowly he dug into her back trying to open the small space. Once he was able to fit all of him into her he started to slam his cock into her ass. He adjusted his back to a comfortable spot, so he could fuck her harder. He leaned in towards her moving her legs with him, so he could get a good glimpse of her face. Her eyes were shut and tears were still coming out of them. Her tits bounced in big circles almost hitting her in the face. He bent in low to her face so he could hear her muffled cries. He was making her body flexible by pushing her legs down so that they touched her nipples. She never stretched her limbs like that and it hurt. She twitched more trying to break free. "So you want to fight?" he asked digging into her deeper. He split her legs to reach the handcuffs. He set her hands free in between pumps. She was surprised but quick. She reached up trying to grab him. He was excited and pinned her down. She fought and fought trying to get free. He thought it was a game and counter- acted by shoving his dick into her ass harder and wilder. This was mind blowing to him because he never had it this rough before. He wanted her all, every single drop. She dug her nails into his hands and pushed into her deeper. With her legs split and her hands pinned he had her right where he wanted her. He was shoving and thrusting his cock into her with a fire and rage that was uncontrollable. He wasn't looking at her now but he was listening to her breathing heavy and the headboard banging extremely hard against the wall. Only thing on his mind was to fuck her until she passed out. Deeper and deeper with swift hard pumps he took over her ass and she wanted more. He let her hands go but not her shoulders. He allowed her to scratch him feeling nothing but pleasure with each stroke. He stared down at her when the scratching had stopped. He felt her hips responding to his thrusting. She was giving into his hunger his need. Even though he wanted a fight, he was satisfied with her performance earlier and he felt it was okay to give her, her satisfaction. He reached down and started playing with her clit. He watched her face fill up with ecstasy knowing she was ready to cum. And she did. All over juices were sliding down her thighs while he was still in her beginning to take his turn to release. His whole body combined with hers. It was one shattering orgasm after another before he pulled out and gushed cum all into the condom. His wish was answered as he slipped out of her house four hours after he crept in. She made him promise that he would come visit her again, making her his "night prey". Night Princess I've been watching you now for several nights now through the night mists... Just outside of your perception... just outside your consciousness. The night is cool and the moon is full. It is time. The night creatures fall silent as I float toward the window. The crickets cease their song. They know what is going to happen. The only sound is the hem of my white gossamer nightgown caressing the grass. The time is perfect... I desperately hunger. I seep into your bedroom after midnight as mist and materialize at the foot of your bed... You wanted to leave the window open to catch a cool night breeze... It was your mistake... Or was it intentional, I wonder? A wolf bays in the distance. For a brief moment, I just watch as your chest rises and falls peacefully with each breath. I can hear the calm thumping of your heart, as your blood courses through your veins. I can barely restrain myself. Who is that sleeping next to you? Your wife? Your girlfriend? A random lover? It doesn't matter. She is beautiful, but also insignificant. This moment belongs to us alone. She'll never know about our moment until it is too late... After you are mine. My heart pounds harder and heavier in anticipation of my satisfaction. But I remain motionless at the foot of your bed. With a slight tug and a shrug of my shoulders, the gossamer falls silently to the floor. My gorgeous pale naked form gleams like porcelain in the light of the full moon. I just watch with my merciless blue eyes. They penetrate your soul. I have a hunger... I have a need... I need you. I will take you tonight... You can't resist giving me what I want. You need to give me what I want, and you will love every minute of it. With a thought, I seep into your dreams. Don't you recognize this feeling? You've felt it before in the darkness of the night. It is your own feeling of need... of craving. It is the feeling I feed you. I smile as I see your cock... my cock... begin to slowly rise creating a bulge underneath the sheets. I can sense the sexual energy massing in your balls... ha,ha.. They are now my balls... The energy begins to intensify. Your balls fill with your cum offering. The pheromones of your arousal are thick in the air and draw me in to feed. I glance at your woman who begins to squirm in her sleep. I lick my lips. Still asleep, you pull off your clothes and just lie there... cock exposed and pulsing, as if beckoning for me. As I glide toward the bed, your legs part further inviting me in to my prize. You let out a soft moan as my hands gently caress their way up your legs. I feel you shiver from the feelings I give you.... Or are those feelings now emanating from deep within you? Still, your desire is almost more than you can bear. You almost wake up, but I have a way of making people feel like they are floating on a cloud. I whisper, 'Shhh, lover, it'll be over before you want it to.' You continue to shiver as I crawl between your legs, and my hands reach your thighs. I smile again as you mumble a sigh "yes" when my golden hair lightly brushes the head of My cock. I lean over and lick the pre-cum that has already collected there. But I don't touch My cock just yet. The hint of cum is euphoric! Softly, I caress my right hand down the inside of your thighs, gently scraping my red nails over My balls. I continue these gentle caresses... sometimes scraping, sometimes caressing, sometimes squeezing... All the while silently encouraging you to build a bigger cum sacrifice for me. Finally, I tenderly cup my full balls in my hand. I can feel your cum, I can smell it inside those balls stirring and boiling for release. I lower my lips down to kiss the top of that raging hardness, and again taste the salty pre-cum off my hungry lips. The taste, imbued with your intense sexual energy, is intoxicating! My pussy lips become full and slick. I straighten up on my knees to take hold of my cock possession. I straddle your waist and glide your cock over my sopping pussy. Your sleepy form just groans, but you, like your woman, are oblivious to all of this... except for the feelings deep in your soul. I now have complete control of your cock. It is mine, and it will only cum when I want it to. But right now, I want to play. Once it is fully lubricated with my dark juices, I slowly pull my cock inside me. What better way to spice up your cum sacrifice than with my own potent juices. I start riding your sleeping body desperately building toward my own orgasm. You unconsciously grab unto my hips pulling down unto My cock prize. We fuck and fuck, and the minutes drift by like hours. Finally, my breath catches and I let out a primal scream, as I orgasm fully and completely saturating My cock and balls with my fantastic juices. Your woman simply shifts position. But I know that the heavy fucking has permeated her dreams as well. She starts rubbing herself in her sleep. Your face is sweating and desperately waiting in anguish for an orgasm that's long overdue. I hold onto My cock, as I pull it out of my quivering pussy, I get down on all fours again. The full moon glistens off my sharp teeth. I lower my head again over My cock. You are almost ready. I start at the base of my cock and softly lick in figure eight's until I get to the head, then I start flicking my tongue... You are almost ready for me to take you completely... You groan in anticipation and encouragement. I then scrape my sharp canines on the side of My engorged cock drawing a small amount of your sweet, sexually charged blood. The taste of your sex energy, your pre-cum, my potent pussy juices, and your blood sends me into a frenzy! I clutch onto my full balls and start feverishly sucking on my cock, urging you on to one final and complete orgasm. I can feel it building. Next to you, your woman starts bucking her hips in her own dream orgasm. She is soon spent. But still your orgasm builds toward critical mass. Finally, your eyes open and you prop yourself up onto your elbows. You look down on me lovingly, as I continue to suck furiously. This is what you always wanted... what you always needed! To give in... To surrender... To be free! You say, "Please, Night Princess! Take this cock, please! I am offering it to you freely. I offer you my white cum as a sacrifice! Please take me!!!! TAKE ALL OF ME!!!! For a moment, I stop sucking you and pierce your soul with my eyes. I reply, "If I take you, you will be mine completely and forever. My slave... My property. Is this what you want?" You look at me with all the conviction in your heart. "Yes Princess, I want... No, I need to be owned by you forever. I give myself freely! You whimper, "Please take me..." I can only smile. With those words, I slip the head of my prize between my lips once more... and sink my sharp teeth deep into my cock. You spread your legs further apart, and lift your hips off the bed, offering more and more of yourself with every thrust. I cup my balls and wrap my other arm around the small of your back for support. Quickly, the blood flows out of you. And with one final scream, your hot cum sacrifice shoots into my mouth where it mixes with your blood. You thrash in the throes of the ultimate orgasm, and I become lost in the euphoria of your essence. Your energy fills me. You fill me! You die! But you now belong to me forever! You finally sink back into the bed next to your woman, who has drifted back into a peaceful slumber. You, however, are content and satisfied... and completely drained of blood and cum. You are now fully awake... Not alive, yet full of life! You whisper, "Thank you, Princess!" But I remain silent and smiling. I take you by the hand, and float toward the window. But then she speaks. She's still groggy with eyes closed, but unmistakably awake! She calls out to you, "Honey, I had the most incredibly sexy dream..." We turn to leave... "She was so sexy... I wanted her soooo bad..." You smirk and head for the window, naked into your new life. "...to take me too..." But for a moment, I am transfixed. I float back toward the bed and gently swab her juices, which have oozed onto her inner thigh with my finger. She squirms, but falls back into her slumber. The taste is sweet, but for now, I'm sated. After the briefest of pauses, together we turn to walk away from your woman, out of your bedroom, out of your life, and into the forever night. Night Prowler 18-year-old Nicole couldn't get to sleep. It had never been easy for her to fall asleep, but tonight was different. Her eyes were wide with fear. Her body was curled up in a ball beneath her blankets. Outside, she knew, something lingered. Nicole heard the footsteps. She also heard menacingly human noises right outside her bedroom window. She tried to calm herself. She reminded herself that her parents slept in the room right next door, and that her father would quell any intruder. Not only that, but her room was at the front of the house. The noises could easily be some rowdy teens out, on their way home in a drunken stupor. Yes, that had to be it. While these thoughts went unconvincingly through her mind, the noises stopped. As the newly found silence took over and soothed Nicole, she relaxed and began to drift off. Until she heard the other noise. This noise sounded a lot more distinct and disorienting. It sounded as if the screen on her window was being sliced away. Once again, Nicole's baby blue eyes went wide with terror. For fifteen minutes she held her sheets tight, tears almost dripping out of her eyes, as the noise ravaged her mind. Finally though, the noises stopped and never returned. About half an hour after the disturbing sounds subsided, she fell asleep. "Nicole, wake up!" Nicole groggily opened her eyes and got out of bed, her tight green nightie ruffled at the bottom. She walked over to the closed door in the same fashion that a zombie would and opened it. "What, daddy?" she hollered back. Her father was not a tall man, but he had a very muscular build. "I just want you to know that Helen and I will be going out tonight after I get off work," he told her. He then smiled. "I may stay the night at her place, too." Nicole giggled. "Daddy, that's disgusting!" He joined her laughter. "Well, in any case, I may not see you until tomorrow morning, so don't do anything stupid." She gave her father the most innocent smile she could muster, making him guffaw loudly. He kissed her cheek and started outside to his car. "There's plenty of food, so you won't starve," he called back as he opened the car door. "See you tomorrow." With that, he drove off, leaving the whole house to Nicole. She retreated to her room and slipped out of her nightie. At the ripe age of eighteen, she had very large and full breasts. Her stomach was trim and her legs long, and she had a very pretty face; long black hair, pale flesh, blue eyes. She wasn't all that popular because the kids at school stereotyped her as a "goth", but she was very attractive nonetheless. She dressed in a short black skirt, fishnets, a black shirt and painted her fingernail black before she left the house for school. As she left, she noticed her window. The screen was gone. School flew by rather quickly, mainly because Nicole was consumed with her missing screen. Tat meant that the noises weren't her imagination; they were real. Once school was out, she hurried home and locked every door and window in the house. Throughout most of the day, she paced up and down the living room, thinking about what to do. She had called up friends and she couldn't spend the night anywhere else. No one showed any interest in coming over. The only thing she could do was hope that it was a prank. That night, she laid on the couch in the living room, still fully clothed, blaring the darkest, heaviest music she owned. She started to fall asleep when she heard a creak that seemed to come from her bedroom, but she figured that it was probably a part of the song. Again her eyelids got heavier and heavier until she was at the brink of sleep. That was when she heard another sound. A voice. "Wake up, Nicole." It sounded like her dad, so she opened her eyes fully to see that it wasn't. A man that she had never seen before was standing in the hallway holding a gun. Her body went rigid with goosebumps, horror pouring through her veins. She tried to scream but no sound came out; her vocal chords were frozen with fright. He approached her slowly, an odd grin on his face. "I've always had a thing for girls like you, Nicole," he whispered hoarsely. He looked deep into the girl's beautiful eyes and saw nothing but fear. It really turned him on. Slowly he unbuttoned his pants and sat next to shivering Nicole. His hand touched her leg and slid up her skirt. He poked at her panties and directed his fingers around to her twat. Nicole wanted to cry. She couldn't even utter the word "no". Not like it would have done any good. He put the gun down and placed his other hand underneath her shirt. He caressed her breasts and moved his head closer to her face. He then licked Nicole's face, much to her disgust. She felt as though she couldn't take it, that she just wanted him to kill her first, or at least render her unconscious. He wouldn't, though. He wanted to feel her move beneath him. Nicole stopped fighting back and the tears began streaming down her face. He pulled her skirt up to her stomach and took her shirt off. He removed her panties with his teeth and licked Nicole's leg all the way back up. Despite the humiliation and fear, she was starting to get hot. When the stranger's face dove into her cunt, She closed her eyes as an until now unknown desire took over her body. Nicole dug her nails into the couch cushions as the man's tongue explored her pussy. "Uhn...p-please...st-top..." He looked up at her. I know you want this," he rasped. "You say no, but you're wet like a whore." She let a gasp out as the feelings burning in her loins expanded throughout her entire body. "Oh god..." His tongue twirled and circled around her clit. Nicole felt so strange. She couldn't believe the arousal she was experiencing. The blood rushed to her face, making her cheeks bright red. Suddenly she felt ubiquitous explosions inside her. They branched throughout her entire body, and she opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She was cumming. She felt so good in a situation that she'd learned to be bad. Nicole felt like a whore, but she couldn't deny it. Her unintelligible gasps brought a smile to the man's face as he licked his way up to her neck. "See?" he told her smugly. "You want it bad, and you want me to give it to you." Finally Nicole gave in. "Yes," she breathed. "Give it to me..." The man grabbed her legs and pulled her tight little body to his crotch. He pulled out hs throbbing cock and shoved it into her wet twat. "Mmm, you're tight, Nicole." She writhed beneath him, feeling so hot. 'God', she thought, 'he's stuffing me with that big fat dick....it feels so good..mmmmm.' She wasn't allowing her inhibitions to be known to him, though. He pumped into her harder and harder, savoring every bit of what he was doing to her. "Mmm, you like that, Nicole, you slut," he muttered into her ear. "You like this. You want me to cum inside your hot little cunt, don't you?" She acted repulsed, but secretly she was getting really horny. 'Yeah, cum in me' she thought. 'My pussy is tingling...I can't stand it...it's so hot..' Soon she started bucking back into him, needing more. "Oh, fuck!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Fill me up with your fat fucking cock! Cum inside me! Fuck me hard!! Oh god!" Nicole was losing it. All the sexual build up led to this; nothing precious with anyone she cared for, but in a rape. The guy had a big dick and that was all she needed. She tied herself to him wih her legs and arms as they bucked into each other. "Fuck me!" she cried. She began grinding her hips in a circular motion into him. Her sudden burst of desire got the rapist close to cumming. "Oooh, good girl," he told her. "Good, good girl. You like getting fucked fast and hard, don't you? Mmm, you want me to make you cum? Huh, you little slut?" "Oh god yes, do it to me, fuck me!" He was more than happy to oblige as he fucked her as hard as could. "Ahhh, take it, bitch!" he yelled. Right after he said this, he started to cum. "Oh, I'm cumming right in you, you fucking little bitch." Hearing him talk like that got her even hotter, and she started cumming again. The orgasm peaked, subsided, peaked and subsided relentlessly. She spasmed in the rapist's arms and started kissing him hotly. "God, I'm cumming, fuck me baby, ooooh, you feel so hot, uunnnnhh!!!" The man finished emptying his load inside her as her grip on him tightened. "You're a good fuck, Nicole," he said as he pulled out of her. She looked up at him with a lust she never thought she'd feel again twenty minutes ago. "When can we do this again?" she asked. The man was bewildered. "What?" She nodded at him. "I want to do that again. When can we?" He couldn't believe it. This had never happened to him before. "Well, uh,..are you sure you want that?" Nicole looked dreamily into his eyes. "I want you. I want to know you. I mean, you're my first. I should know." He couldn't believe his ears. It was bullshit! He'd just violated an innocent girl against her will, and now she was in love with him. What the fuck?! "Uh, let's sleep on it," he said, still rather stunned. "Okay," she said, falling asleep in a very shocked rapist's arms. Eventually he also fell asleep. What happened when they woke up? Who cares?