Message-ID: <21035asstr$942383400@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Post-Date: Sun, 3 Oct 1999 23:55:40 -0400 From: fuq_u X-Original-Message-ID: <199910040355.XAA02648@www.subdimension.com> Reply-To: fuq_u@subdimension.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Sender: fuq_u@subdimension.com Subject: {ASSM} New: The Case of Burgled Babe (m/f, nc) X-To: story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us JMDigest-Score: good -10 Date: Fri, 12 Nov 1999 00:10:00 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin Disclaimer: This story contains graphic sexual elements and is intended to be read only by adults. Do not read if you are not of legal age, such things are illegal where you live, or you are offended by graphic sexual content. Please do not archive without permission. ****************************************** * Check out FUQ U. * * By real college students for * * anyone who likes fun, beer, * * and sex (not necessarily in * * that order). * * All free, all the time. * * http://freesex.babeliscious.com/fucku/ * ****************************************** The Case of the Burgled Babe by Lacey at FUQ U. A few years back, my ex and I had a game we liked to play. We were both into light kink, so every so often, without telling me, he'd dress in black, with a ski mask, sneak in through my window, and play the insatiable burglar. I've always had fantasies about tough guys. Big men with big cocks, who know how to take command, who want to fuck, and don't take no for an answer. A man who knew that a woman sometimes likes being treated like an utter slut. Of course, being a sensible girl, I'd never actually been involved with anyone like that, but I had my ex, and Steve liked to play along. We'd play at a little bondage, and he'd fuck me what he considered wildly, which always made me cum, but I wanted to really feel like I was with a man out of control of himself, and in control of me. I came, but there was always a sense that something was missing. I just didn't know what. I found out what on a breezy night in October a couple of years ago. I'd left the window open to let the fresh air in, and was just slipping off to sleep, when I heard a soft sound at the window. A smile touched my lips after I heard some shuffling sounds, and a low curse. Steve never had quite mastered a silent entry. Not that I cared. I'd been horny as hell all day, and masturbating hadn't helped a bit. My cunt was aching with the need for attention. Just hearing him at the window had me seriously wet. I lay there, heart pounding in my chest as I heard him creep across the floor. I wanted it so bad, I was having a hard time not just leaping on him, but I waited until I felt a gloved hand on my shoulder. I almost came right then and there. I love the feel of soft leather on my skin, but Steve always refused to wear gloves, because he didn't like the feel of them. Maybe he'd finally decided to play along with what he knew was one of my fantasies. "What the--" I exhaled, and pushed upright, acting like the surprised sleeper. A hard hand shoved me back down and another landed on my mouth. "Quiet," a rough sounding voice hissed, and I was impressed by how tough Steve was sounding that night. "You're gonna get fucked like the pretty slut you are." The hand on my chest fisted into my nightgown, and tore the thin garment off my body. I was so turned on, I moaned, and couldn't help arching toward his hand as it came down, and began mauling my breasts. "That's right," he muttered. "You're one seriously hot little slut, aren't you? Ready to spread your thighs for any good cock." I resisted the urge to nod, instead playing our game, and shaking my head. He laughed softly, and dropped his hand, dragging my thighs apart, before shoving his fingers into my slit. He dragged them over my clit, and I whimpered. That soft leather felt so good, as he roughly stroked my pussy, before he moved them down and shoved two inside. I cried out under his gloved hand. "Now, I'm gonna take my hand away, and you aren't gonna scream, you're just gonna nurse on my fingers, and taste yourself," he whispered as he lifted hand that had been between my thighs. I shook my head, genuinely not liking the idea. I'd never tasted pussy juice, and wasn't planning on starting, but he grabbed my hair and held my head still as he ran his wet gloved fingers over my lips. "Suck on 'em," he ordered, "A babe like you has to learn to love cunt." He leaned close to my ear, and whispered. "Real soon, I'm gonna teach you to eat pussy like a pro..." He pushed his fingers past my lips, and somehow I found myself nursing on them like a baby at the teat, amazed by the hot flash of arousal the taste of my own cunt sent through me. I was still sucking my juices off his glove, when I heard the sound of a zipper, then he guided my hand down, until my fingers bumped his velvety shaft. "You know what to do," he hissed, as he urged me to wrap my fingers around him, and stroke up and down. His cock was already hard, but it seemed to turn to steel as I stroked it. He groaned softly, when I reached down and pulled his balls out of his jeans, to caress them lightly. "That's it...God, you're a good fuck." As I lay there fondling his cock, he reached into his back pocket and tugged something out, then pulled his hand free of my mouth, despite my whimpers of disappointment. A brief second later, he was tying a scarf around my eyes as a makeshift mask. "Wanna get this stupid ski mask off," he grumbled, and I felt him shift as he peeled it off. That surprised. Steve had always liked wearing the mask. It seemed to turn him on, but I didn't really think about it. I was way to turned on to think about anything. Suddenly, he yanked my hand off his cock, with a low growl. "That's enough...don't wanna blow my load before I fuck this pretty pussy of yours. Spread your thighs, cunt!"Dazed with the need to fuck, I didn't move as fast as he wanted and he slapped my inner thigh hard enough to get my attention. "Now!" My cunt was literally boiling with need, and it was like he turned up the heat another notch. Groaning, I spread my legs as wide as I could. I was way past even thinking about playing our usual slap and tickle game. I just wanted to be fucked. He climbed between my thighs, grabbing them with his hands, the leather soft on my skin as he pushed them even wider. "Rub my cock over your slit," he ordered, his voice ragged. I reached down, wrapping my hands around his cock. It had never felt so hard in my hands, and I rubbed the head over every inch of my cunt, while he lunged his hips ever so lightly, mashing it against my clit, and making me whimper. "Tell me," he whispered. "That you're just a slut looking for the perfect cock to fuck you...tell me how you'll do anything for it.""I'm a slut," I groaned. "A cunt. I just want your cock inside me. Fuck me...please...hard, and fast...harder than you've ever fucked me before," I pleaded.He laughed very softly. "Oh, I think you can count on that. Now put the head right on your entrance. Time for me to go all the way home." I did as he told me, and he reached down, grabbing my hands, and shoving them over my head as he came down on top of me, fucking his cock all the way inside with one hard thrust. His cock was huge and hard, and I would have screamed if not for the lips that came down on mine. The full length of his body covered me. He was still dressed and his sweater ground against my skin, teasing my breasts and nipples as he pounded his hips against mine, fucking me like he'd never done before. His mouth ground against mine, tongue raping my mouth inside with the same aggressive thrusts as his cock. I sucked on his tongue, while my cunt gripped his cock, milking it, not wanting to let go every time he pulled back, clinging to it when he thrust in again. Hot sensation flared through me, making my cunt pulse and jump, until I couldn't hold back anymore, and screamed into his mouth as I came. I felt his cock jump inside me, and he thrust deeper than ever as he pumped load after load of juice into my body. Every muscle in his body was rigid, and I could feel his cum leaking out around his cock by the time his orgasm finally started to drain away. "One fine piece of ass," he whispered as he buried his face in my neck. We both lay shuddering and twitching gently in the aftermath for several minutes, then finally, he reached down, tugging his belt loose. "Put your hands over your head, slut," he ordered, his voice still ragged in the aftermath. I didn't move. "Over your head, cunt," he repeated impatiently, and spanked my hip just hard enough to get my attention. I lifted my hands, shivering as he lashed his belt around them, then looped it over the headboard, holding my arms stretched overhead. "Love having a woman stretched like this," he whispered, running his hands over my breasts. He pinched my nipples between thumb and forefinger, pulling them away from my body. "Makes her tits stand out so well." A second later, I felt his teeth rub against my distended nipples, making them pucker and pull even tighter. "Gotta fuck these tits sometime," he murmured. "You like that, don't you, having a big ole cock fuck your tits." I moaned softly, amazed to feel my body already coming back to life. "I'll let you rub your tongue over the head on the upstroke, then massage it between these nice big tits of yours." I felt him move on the bed, and heard a rustle of clothes, then felt bare skin come down on me. Naked now, he stretched over me. "Time for some bareback action," he whispered, and began kissing his way down my body. I'd always had a fantasy of having a man tie me down and torture me with his tongue, taking total command, and making me wait and beg. Steve tried, but he just wasn't that patient most of the time. Occasionally he'd get it right, taking his time, but at best, it wasn't quite what I wanted. Let's face facts, I wanted a man to rape my cunt with his mouth, use his tongue to fuck and suck me until I couldn't see straight, and take things to the limit. I was moaning that night as I felt his tongue wash over my breasts and nipples, then down. He nibbled, licked, sucked, leaving tiny hickies everywhere, including my inner thighs, where he kissed, and nipped, making me intensely aware of how close he was to my cunt. "My pretty slut wants a tongue on her clit, doesn't she?" he whispered. "Yes....please...let me feel your tongue.""Tell me you're my slave...my personal slut...and you'll do anything I say.""I'm your slave," I gasped. "Your personal slut, and I'll do anything you want me to." He laughed softly, his breath playing over my cunt. "You've earned a little reward," he told me, and ducked his head to lay a long, hard lick right on my clit. I moaned, hips thrusting toward his mouth, but he pulled back, holding me down with his hands. "Nope, gotta earn every single lick," he told me. "Now tell me how much you want to suck my cock and please me." I was vibrating, aching. Every ounce of ability to feel in my entire body concentrated in my cunt. I was desperate, and he knew it. "Wanna suck it, run my tongue over the beautiful head, and down the shaft, lick your balls--" He washed his tongue over my clit, tasting the way it jumped and shuddered, before lifting his head and demanding, "And if I feel like fucking your mouth like I fucked your cunt?" "Please," I groaned, almost able to taste him. "Want you to fuck my mouth hard, plunge it deep, and take it like you take my pussy." He rewarded me with another lick, and pressed two fingers into my cunt "Because it's mine...and you'll drink my cum, won't you?""Every drop, then I'll wash your cock, and suck on it, till it gets hard again," I promised, eager for anything he'd let me have. Another lick, then another demand. I was going nuts, more turned on than I'd ever been. "And you'll fuck anyone I want you to...suck and fuck like the pretty slut you are."I knew Steve fantasized about seeing me with other men, so I played along. "Like they've never been fucked before," I promised, then moaned as I received another reward. "And you'll learn to eat pussy, because any good slut has to know how...so she can perform for her man...lick a pussy, while he watches, or fucks. Men like having a couple of women, you know. There's nothing like the feel of two women sharing your cock."I winced. I'd had secret fantasies of women for years, but always told myself I wasn't really attracted to them. When I didn't answer immediately, he leaned forward, blowing on my clit, as he spread me wide. "That's all you get until I hear what I want to hear," he promised. "Yes," I surrendered at last, desperate for the feel of his tongue. "I'll suck anything you want, cock, pussy, anything...just, please, left me feel your tongue.""Good girl," he praised, laughing triumphantly, then dove into my cunt. This time, he didn't hold back anything, just ran his tongue everywhere, stabbing it inside me, then sucking on my clit, before lapping at it like a tasty little treat. I was shuddering, and humping my hips. I literally screamed when I came. He laughed and didn't stop ravenously eating me out, until I couldn't come anymore. I lay limp, barely aware of my own name as he straightened, then climbed up over my body. I was just starting to regain some semblance of consciousness as he straddled my chest, and grabbed my head in his hands. It suddenly occurred to me that he'd ditched the gloves somewhere along the way as I felt his fingers brush my ears, then he pulled me forward. "Time for some cocksucking, little girl," he breathed, and laid his still partially soft cock against my lips. With my hands still tied, I had to do everything with my tongue, running it over the head, and down the shaft, working wildly, as I felt it grow steadily harder. Finally, he grabbed my hair, with the whispered words. "Gotta fuck this mouth," then hunched his hips as he shoved his cock into my mouth, forcing my lips wide around the head. I groaned, startled by the sheer girth. When he was fucking me, I'd been amazed by the hardness and size, but thought it was just because he was so turned on. Suddenly, I realized it wasn't Steve's cock I was sucking at all. No matter how turned on, he could never be this thick, and I couldn't even feel the faintest brush of pubic hair. This guy was a hell of a lot longer too. I tried to shake my head, suddenly panicked by the notion that this wasn't my boyfriend that I'd been fucking so wildly, but he held my head in place as he pressed his cock until it hit the back of my throat. He felt my panic, and laughed very softly. "That's right," he whispered. "It's not your wimpy boyfriend." He pulled his cock back, only to thrust it again, pressing it a little deeper. "He got drunk the other night at the red garter and bragged about how his girlfriend likes to play this little game." His cock retreated again, and I was amazed to realize that my body was so aroused, it really didn't give a damn whose cock this was. "Then he bragged about this other chick he's shagging...little prick is fucking my girlfriend." He thrust into my mouth again, going a little way into my throat this time, and I wondered at his girlfriend's sanity if she'd traded this for Steve's weak kneed fucks. "So I thought I'd return the favor." His hands tightened on my hair as he began face fucking me in earnest, driving a little deeper into my throat with every thrust. I'd played with deep throating but never quite had the guts for it. Now, I didn't have much choice, but he took his time training me how to do it right. "Pretty boy never quite got it right, did he?" he whispered, hunching his hips to fuck my mouth with just the right amount of force.I groaned an admission that he was right between thrusts, and shoved my mouth on his cock, taking as much as I could, feeling the length enter the back of my throat, until his pubic hair tickled my nose. If Steve was going around fucking other women, I saw no reason not to have all the fun I could. After all, I was getting the best sex of my life. "Oh yeah, oh yeah," he groaned, and released his hold on my hair to grab the headboard, as he face fucked my mouth for long sweet minutes, until his cock was steel hard, and quivering in my mouth. I worked my tongue against the underside, and ran it over the head on the outstroke, leaving it dripping with saliva. He was still rock hard when he sat back on his calves. "Please," I begged. "Let me drink your come." He petted my cheek. "You really have been in a bad way, haven't you?" he said affectionately, then moved aside, rolling me onto my stomach. "I've never been this turned on," I admitted. "Never been so thoroughly fucked. You're incredible." "Oh yeah," he sighed, and arranged me so I was on my well spread knees, with my arms were draped over the headboard. "Now," he whispered, and leaned forward, grabbing my breasts in meaty hands as he rubbed the length of his cock between my thighs. "I hear you got a virgin ass." That made me tense. Steve had hinted that he wanted anal sex a few times, and I'd always refused, fearing the pain. "Don't," I whispered as I felt hand trail down my side and over my buttocks. "Not a word in your vocabulary babe...remember, you wanted to be fucked by a man." He shoved his thumb inside my asshole, despite the clenching of muscles. "A real man has to have a taste of a woman's ass...besides, when I'm done, you're going to be one seriously well trained fuck-slut, got it?""Please, don't, I've never." He began thrusting his thumb in and out, forcing me to get used to the invasion. "Next time, we'll clean you out first, but tonight we'll keep it simple." He grabbed something with his other hand, and a moment later, I felt something cool against my anus as he pulled his thumb out. He pushed the nozzle of a ky tube just inside, and squeezed a huge dollop inside, then pulled it out and shoved a finger in to spread the stuff deep. He spread another thick coating on his cock, before pushing the head against my asshole. I tightened up, determined not to let him in, but he spanked my ass, and hissed, "I'm gonna fuck your ass, babe, get used to the idea." He gripped my ass cheeks, and spread them, using the head of his cock to massage my asshole. "Now, breath out." It was like I didn't have any will anymore. I knew he was going to have my asshole. It didn't matter what I wanted. What amazed me was that surrender of my will made my cunt pulse with need. "Fuck me," I begged, "Shove it in my cunt...please...""Not this time." He pushed inexorably, and I felt the head drilling its way into my anus. I gasped, then let out a slow breath, struggling to relax as the anal invasion became imminent. He reached around me, spanking my clit with the tip of his finger, making it throb, as he shoved his cock deep. I was taken, like I'd never been taken before, taken, spread...fucked. I don't know that I'd ever really known the meaning of the word before. Finally, his pubic hair ground against my ass."You've taken it all," he whispered. "Now get ready for a fucking you'll always remember." He knew how to use his cock, and he trained me how to take it in the ass. He thrust slowly at first, just barely moving that huge cudgel, while he teased my clit with his fingers, and nibbled on my back and shoulders. Soon, I was horny and loving the feel of it. My muscles tensed, and I thrust back, taking him deeper, and wordlessly begging for more. He laughed and started moving faster, screwing in and out of me as he whispered triumphantly. "I knew you'd love it." His chest slid against my back as he moved inside me. We were both drenched in sweat and the room echoed with the grunting sounds of our rutting. "Harder," I moaned, wanting everything he had to give. I thrust back against him, until he was lunged into my body, making the whole bed move with every thrust. "Get ready for it, slut," he groaned at last. "I'm gonna blow my load in your ass." His dick was quivering and expanding inside me, while he continued mashing my clit with his fingertip. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back a cry, as my orgasm hit with a vengeance. My convulsions finished him up as well, and he shot his come deep into my bowels. We were a couple of animals as we lunged, and jerked during those final moments, until, we both went limp. He lay against my back, while I hung over the headboard. "You are so good," he sighed. "Gonna be so debauched when I'm done with you." He fondled my buttocks with a strong hand. Later, he washed his cock, fucked my tits, and finished off in my by making me swallow his come. His name was Richard, and he never went by Dick, though it would have been appropriate. After that, I was his, anytime, anywhere, any way he wanted. I did everything he wanted, fucked his friends, learned to suck pussy, helped him when he brought his girlfriend--the one Steve had slept with--to heel. She learned how to lick a cunt that night, and so did I (these days, I don't think I could survive without a regular dose of pussy--it's just too addictive). I was even there the night he got his revenge on Steve. I'll say this, Richard really does know how to train a body to take cock, because these days Steve is pure cock slut. He'll do anything to have one shoved up his ass, and down his throat. But those are all tales for another time. For now, you can just rest assured, I'd finally found what I wanted.... End...for now. ****************************************** * Check out FUQ U. * * By real college students for * * anyone who likes fun, beer, * * and sex (not necessarily in * * that order). * * All free, all the time. * * http://freesex.babeliscious.com/fucku/ * ****************************************** -------------------------------------- FREE ANONYMOUS EMAIL! Sign up now. http://www.subdimension.com/freemail -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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