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Invader 02 (mf, nc, bon, anal) by Zoe
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NEW STORY The Invader 02 (mf, nc, bon, anal)
--by Zoe--
I am lying on my bed, legs and arms cruelly spreadeagled
and straining in their sockets against the bindings that lash
them
to the headboard and footboard. I am still blindfolded, and I
can
see nothing but black. I feel the air turning cool on my widely
spread pussy and anus as the come juice that has soaked
them--and my thighs and crack and the bedsheets under me--dries.
My breathing has slowed from heaves to gasps to pants and has
finally normalized. I am utterly spent. I have just come harder
than
I had ever come in my life before. I am trying to think of
absolutely
nothing.
A few moments ago the invader moved softly away from the
bed. I heard the scratch and pop of a match, and then the stale
air of
my bedroom was redolent wth cigarette smoke. A Marlboro, I'm
fairly sure. My second-to-last boyfriend smoked them too. The
invader is quiet now, but I listen to him draw on his cigarette
at
regular intervals and let the smoke out in soft little
exhalations.
Suddenly, absurdly, I hope that he is satisfied. Then I feel a
humiliation beyond naming. My cheeks burn wildly with blood
and I convulsively, futilely try to draw my legs together and
clench my buttocks to shield my gaping sex holes from his gaze,
which is invisible like everything else but burns like a laser
on
my crotch and breasts. I picture him standing there, propped
against the far wall, smoking and watching me, perhaps idly
stroking his erection through his trousers; and I writhe in
my bonds.
He lights another cigarette after the first. The chair next to
my vanity creaks under his weight as he sits. Time passes. I
lose
track of it. Unbelievably, I am growing sleepy. The
after-effects
of the adrenalin rush of utter fear and the repeated rapes and
my final, explosive orgasm are stupefying me like a powerful
narcotic. I doze, wake in terror. Doze again.
I wake as the invader drives himself forcefully into my anus.
Still partly asleep, then wholly awake and screaming, I try
frantically to kick out, but my legs are pinioned immobile.
His cock plunges into my bowels and I shriek and my head
snaps to the side as he slaps me. Then the agony recedes a little
as his cock sinks in to the hilt, his hips meeting my buttocks,
and
mercifully he stops moving for a moment. Dazed, whimpering,
I try to sort out my contorted body. I am lying on my back--well,
the back of my pain-wracked neck, really--and my spine is bent
like a bow, my ankles held in twin grips like iron nearly back
over my face, my asshole abruptly stretched and filled to its
depth by the invader's cock. I try to struggle, feebly, but I am
held so totally motionless that all I can do is to bear down a
little
to save my tormented asshole from damage. "Sssshhhh," he says,
and my whimpers grow quieter. Almost gently now, he pushes
in and pulls back a little. Iiinnn, baccckkk, iiinnn, baccckkk.
Though so deep in, his cock begins to move more easily, and
my hole gradually relaxes and opens around his organ. Iiinnn,
baccckkk, iiinnn, baccckkk.
I have not been ass-fucked much before, despite the fact
that Daniel, my last boyfriend, liked to poke and twist his
tongue
in what he teasingly named my "rosebud" while thrusting two or
three fingers into my spread cunt, something which often, to my
surprise, brought me quite quickly to a shuddering orgasm. I am
shocked to find, as the pain continues to fade, that this is
starting
to feel actually good. I feel a sudden need to shit. I panic
that I may
actually do it, all over him and myself. Then the need passes. A
hot
tingling begins to spread from my probed bowels and pulse
through my inner thighs to my cunt.
I moan a little, involuntarily, and arch my back to feel
him
deeper within me. He grasps my thighs and holds me even
harder to him. Slow and steady he fucks into my bowels. My
asshole spreads and pouts and loosens even more around his
cock as it thrusts and recedes deep in me.
I'm horrified to find that I'm getting wet again. My
cunt throbs
with heat. Juice is running out of it and down my crack and
wetting
my asshole. He quickens his pace within me. The outer part of my
cunt starts to gulp spasmodically--not in orgasm but in need,
begging for penetration.
Suddenly he is thrusting hard, his hips banging against
the
backs of my thighs, his groin grinding into my ass cheeks. At
the
peak of each stroke I feel the rasp of his pubic hair on the
tautly
stretched skin of my perineum. Over and over, his cock slides
out
to the very tip and my bowels collapse with emptiness, and then
it
slams back into my depths.
I am moaning, "Uh, uh, uh," spittle running out of the
corners of my mouth and back my upturned face, soaking into
the blindfold. Forgetting shame, I grind my ass against him at
the apex of each stroke and we thrash and struggle against
each other in a red murderous haze. His hands clamp my
thighs just below the knees, and his nails dig into me as he
forces my legs higher, higher, farther and farther back over
my head.
Suddenly he is shouting, great wordless shout, and he
strains forward into my upturned, wide-open ass as though
trying to split me apart. I scream. His body shudders against
mine, shudders and shudders. "Bitch," he sobs, "bitch, bitch,
bitch." Then it comes--the hot flood of jism deep in my
bowels. How is it possible I am even feeling this? but I am,
I am, I feel the hot thick come spurt into me, spurting and
spurting like he's filling my belly with it, hot steaming spunk
pouring up me, more, more, more! And abruptly,
astoundingly, I am coming again. My whole torso is
shaking and my belly clenches he's not even touching
my cunt not even fucking me there but I'm cooommming,
my Christ, my cunt gulpslike a fish's mouth ah ah, oh
god fuck me oh oh oh Aaaaaahhhhhh! Uuunnnhh.
Uunnhh. Uunnhh. Unh. And he rears up over me
and holds me to him, one thumb shoving brutally into my
drenched and dripping cunt, softening cock still in my
asshole up to the hilt, triumphant.
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