Sleep My Beauty

I had just had a long bath and slipped into my silky pink nightgown.  My husband was working the night shift and I was a little uneasy about being in the new house alone.   I jumped into bed and pulled up the covers.  I put the TV. on and tried to sleep.  

I was only in bed for a few minutes when I heard a noise that sounded like it came from the downstairs.  At first I was startled, then I dismissed it and chalked it up to a creaky old house, with creaky old floors and drafts.

I laid awake in the darkness starring at the window, when suddenly I noticed the shadow of a man looming over me.  I tried to scream, but my voice was instantly muffled  when he covered my mouth with his hand.  At that moment I was so terrified, I felt myself slipping into a state of semi consciousness as my mind tried to separate me from the reality I was faced with.  My senses had somewhat dulled and my mind was numb, but my heart was beating out of my chest.

 He slowly pulled down the blanket with one hand, and lowered his body on top of me, as his long hair hung dangling in my face.  His body covered mine with all of his weight holding me down. I squirmed and whimpered, but I could not free myself from beneath the unwelcome stranger.

I could feel his swollen cock through his jeans as he thrust it into my panty covered mound.  Then I understood what his intentions were and even though I didn't like it I convinced myself things could be worse.

He reached in his pants and produced a roll of duct tape.  He sat on my hands rendering me helpless as he used the tape to cover my mouth.

"Sorry," he whispered in a husky voice. 

 I squirmed, but he was too strong.  He pulled my nightgown up over my breasts and began sucking my nipples.  Then with one quick motion he ripped my panties off and stood up just long enough to take off his pants.  I seized the opportunity and jumped up off the bed, but he grabbed me by my arm and hurled me back down. 

"You shouldn't of done that," he whispered.

HHe instantly climbed back on top of me, only this time, with his naked hard-on snug against my lower stomach.  He felt very muscular, as I pushed on his biceps with my hands to try to force him off of me. It was futile to fight I could never gain ground under the strength of the persistent stranger.

My mind raced as I began to retrace my path from the previous day. I wondered, "was this man someone I knew?  Maybe someone I saw before in the grocery store, or the post office?  Why Me?"p>HHe forced my legs apart with his thick thighs, and I tried desperately to pull them back together.  I was no match to his strength and after a while I was too tired to fight.  He forced hands up over my head and wrapped them tightly together in a wad of masking tape.  He situated himself between my thighs and slipped a hand down between us.  I could feel his fingers searching my folds for an entrance. 

I sucked in a large gasp of air through my nose which made a snorting sound when he crammed a finger inside of me. He held one hand securely on my wrists that were tied above my head, as he used the other to invade my most private places. 

He began sliding a finger in and out, gently fucking me with it.  The animal in me took over and sent a gush lubrication which bathed his finger and heightened my arousal even further.

I couldn't help it my body was responding to his touch and tricking my mind into thinking I wanted more.  In an almost hypnotic like state I began to slowly raise up to meet his rhythm.  My legs fell apart, and my flower opened  welcoming him inside.

My would be rapist propped himself up with one arm, he withdrew his finger, and as he looked down at me he sucked it into his mouth and tasted my juices. 

"Your so sweet, just like I knew you would be," he said. 

Then he re-inserted his finger and continued digging it into my moist warm flesh.   The man's breathing was becoming erratic and he began moving his hips sliding his penis up and down my stomach.

II was beginning to climax but it came to a halt when he withdrew his finger from me for the last time.  He reached down between us and began stuffing the head of his cock inside of me.

 "Mmmmm," I hummed as he slipped inside and filled me up. 

I felt so full and tight with him inside me it only took a couple of quick thrusts and I was cumming. 

"Mmmmm, Mmmm, Mmm," I let out muffled moans.

& He fucked me slow at first but with deep focused lunges.  After my orgasm had subsided he extended his arms and planted one hand on each side of me propping up is upper body.  His hair hung down in a damp mop and his eyes focused downward, as he watched his penis diving deep inside and then reappearing almost slipping out.  His slow thrusts were systematically becoming faster and he was beginning to pound with and urgency. 

I began thrusting my hips up to meet his, and my vagina was loosened it's tight grip letting him in deeper.  The aroma of sex was filling the air and I could feel another orgasm mounting.  I tried to hold back but the sensation took over my body and I spasmed yet again.  My legs shook uncontrollably and I have to admit being restrained had definably elevated my climax. 

The man let out a low groan and with a couple hard pumps flooded me full of his hot sperm.  It felt so good I felt guilty.   My body responded but it was still rape I reasoned with myself, trying to relieve my burden.

I laid on the bed feeling drained as I watched him dress.  Then he untied the bandanna that had concealed part of his face and turned on the light. 

"Oh my God," I thought, and guilt turned to anger as my husband of five years stood beside me with a huge grin.  He removed the tape from my mouth. 

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I scalded.

"I thought you said you wanted to try new things, babe.  Beside you liked it even more when you didn't know it was me."

He was right about that but I try not to let him know that.