PASSIONATE COUPLES | ROUGH SEX | BONDAGE

She Loves It When He Pretends to be a Horny Burglar

Roleplaying a bedroom intrusion

READER BEWARE: CONSENSUAL NON-CONSENT (CNC)

She was asleep when he came in.

One minute she was in a deep slumber, the next she felt a weight on top of her. Almost immediately she felt one hand around her throat, another grabbing a fistful of hair. Her first instinct was to try to jerk her head away, which only caused her hair to pull, and the grip around her throat to tighten.

“Don’t fight,” he whispered forcefully in the dark. “I’m going to fuck you.”

The cold, confident voice at once filled her with fear and excitement. She stopped trying to move her head and instead let her body go loose under his weight. She could feel his cock against her ass through his pants. As if he sensed this, he pushed his pelvis down, his cock between her ass cheeks. She felt his menacing strength in the torso on her back, in the hands on her head.

“That’s good,” he said. “No point in fighting.” He relaxed his hands and sat up, straddling her hips. Sensing her chance, she tried to buck him off, jerking her hips upward and her body down, as if to slide through his legs.

“Oh no!” he said, grabbing her hair again and squeezing her thighs closed to trap her between his legs. “I can see we’re going to have to do this hard way.”

Sitting up, he rolled her onto her back, his hand still pulling on her hair. It didn’t hurt, but she knew he hadn’t left much room for movement before it would. Once she was on her back, he straddled her again, and pulled a length of rope from his pocket. He moved his hand from her hair to her throat, and squeezed.

“Give me your hands,” he ordered. She refused, shaking her head, and trying to loosen his grip on her throat.

He would not let go. Instead, he used his other hand to slap first one breast, then the other, through her nightie: SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The slaps sent fire through her tits, a hot, spreading pain that nonetheless had its own not unpleasant tingling. She kept struggling to remove his hand. He kept it fixed in place, and stepped up the pace of the slapping.

“Give me your hands!” he repeated.

She let go of his wrist, but didn’t offer her hands. She put them at her sides instead. The slaps continued, sending tingly fire from her nipples through her, down to her cunt. She couldn’t help but squirm a little, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

Eventually he stopped slapping, and grabbed both her wrists and brought them together over her aching tits. Deftly, he used one hand to hold her wrists together and the other to tie the rope around them. Within seconds, she couldn’t separate her wrists by more than an inch.

“That’s better,” he said. He grabbed her bound hands and pushed her arms over her head. He leaned close over her face. “I am in control here, understand?”

She no more had time to nod reluctantly than his lips were on her, his tongue pushing roughly into her mouth, seeking out hers, attacking it, pushing against it as he had pushed his cock into her ass. She resisted, trying to close her mouth and move her head to one side. Soon she felt one of his large, strong hands on her jaw, pushing her head back onto his lips, locking it in place. He kept it there as he continued his lingual assault. She couldn’t move her head, and found his tongue in her mouth was making her cunt wet. She let out a tiny moan against his lips.

Finally he sat up again, and there was a loud tearing noise as he ripped nightie open from the centre all the way to the hem, exposing her heavy, still-red tits and her panties.

“Nice,” he murmured, running his hand down her neck, over her tits, and back to her neck again. She tried to hit him then with her bound hands, arms swinging blindly in the air over her head and chest, like a blind woman playing Whack-a-Mole.

He laughed, but his voice was cold as he grabbed a nipple in each hand and squeezed, hard. “Stop it,” he said. She kept swinging, and as she expected, he pinched harder in response; a mix of pain and pleasure more concentrated than from the tit-slapping. She could feel her cunt getting even wetter despite herself, loving the powerful sensations coming from her nipples. She could feel his cock against her belly, still stiff. She found herself panting a little, and not from the exertions of her arms.

“Now stop that,” he growled, grabbing her hands and pushing them back over her head. “I’ve got something for you. She heard the sound of a zipper and she felt him move up her body. She knew what was coming but was still surprised to feel the head of his hard dick against her lips. He moved it side to side, running his shaft over her lips and cheeks before returning to her mouth.

“Open,” he growled. “Suck my cock!”

She hesitated, and she felt it pushing harder. She relented and opened her mouth. Immediately he pushed into her hard, until she felt his entire length must be in her mouth, and started thrusting. Helpless, she was forced to concentrate on the sensation of his cock filling her mouth, her saliva making it slippery as he plunged it in and out. She heard him grunting in pleasure as he fucked her mouth fast and hard. She felt a trickle of spit roll down her chin. His dick must be very wet, she thought.

His thrusting eventually slowed, and then stopped.

“Now you can do the work,” he said, and grabbed her bounds wrists. In one motion he rolled off her and pulled her on top of him. Once on his back, he grabbed her hair and pushed her head down onto his cock.

“Fast!” he said. “Suck my cock just as fast as I fucked your mouth with it.”

Again she hesitated, and he pushed down again. She began sucking him, following the quick rhythm he set with his hand in her hair, making wet slurpy sounds as she went up and down, up and down, at a frenzied pace. With his free hand he began squeezing her tits and her nipples, reigniting the heat she felt there. Eventually he pulled her head off his cock. She felt drool fall from her lips onto her tits but didn’t dare try to wipe it off. Pulling her hair and her torso, he pushed her over onto the bed, face down.

She heard rustling as he removed his pants and shirt, then felt his weight on her back. His cock pushed up and down between her ass cheeks. She felt it rub against her asshole and her cunt, back and forth, making her squirm, making her want him to just do it already. Finally, he roughly forced her legs apart and thrust his cock into her wet pussy, hard.

Pulling her head up by her hair, he wrapped one arm around her so his forearm and bicep formed a vise around her throat his he pounded her cunt, his breath fast and loud in her ear.

With each thrust, she felt like he was trying to drive her pussy through the bed, slamming in and out with the powerful force of his hips. She had never been fucked so hard before, and had never been so fulfilled. She could feel her orgasm building with each plunge into her cunt. She moaned, and he increased his pace and tightened his grip around her throat. That sent her over the edge, and her orgasm tore through her, making her toes curl and her whole body quiver.

He kept pounding mercilessly through her orgasm, until finally he came too, shooting his cum into her cunt with one final, powerful thrust deep inside her as he grunted in her ear.

She felt him get up and the rustling of him putting his clothes back on.

“Just lie there for a while,” he said. “You can figure out how to get untied.”

Then he was gone.

She rolled over onto her back, feeling his cum leak out of her, basking in the savage fucking she’d just had. And smiled.

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