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At Night, He Comes (Vignette)
Belinda lay naked on top of her duvet. The night was sultry, too hot and close to be covered by a duvet, too hot for underwear, Her eyes were closed as she stretched her body out. It was a beautiful body, with fulsome breasts with large areolae and nipples, and only a landing strip of black pubic hair pointing towards her cunt.
At her back door there was a man in dark clothing. He had a black, woollen balaclava disguising his features. On his waist belt there was a scabbard with a hunting knife in it. The man tried the back door. It opened. Belinda had forgotten to lock it.
The masked man moved stealthily and slowly through the downstairs of the house. He made no sound at all. Belinda slept on.
He found the stairs. He was no burglar. Money was not the treasure for which he had come. He stole up the stairs. There was still no noise.
The interloper reached the landing. He looked around. But the door to the bathroom was obvious, as it was open. That was mot the room he wanted. He was close now. He took his knife out of its scabbard. He went into Belinda’s room, very slowly turning the knob on the door. Belinda slept on.
He walked up next to the bed. He spent a few minutes staring down at the naked form on the bed. By the moonlight coming in through the window her could see everything. He could see her pert breasts and her little hard nipples. He could see the landing strip of black pubic hair. He could see her labia at the juncture of her thighs.
He opened his trouser zip. The head of his erect penis poked out. Then he bent down to the bed. His left hand went down to cover Belinda’s mouth. The knife was held in front of her face.
At once Belinda’s eyes flicked open. They widened when she saw the knife.
“Mmmph!” She tried to speak, but the man’s hand was covering her mouth.
“Don’t speak.” he said, in a menacing voice. “And don’t scream. If you scream I will slit your throat.”
He put the knife to Belinda’s throat. No longer able to see the knife she was very still.
“Or maybe I will cut off a nipple.” he said. He moved the knife. Belinda looked down to see the sharp blade of the knife next to her right nipple. Instead of shrinking away from the cold metal it hardened even more, as though welcoming its own destruction.
“I am going to put my knife in its scabbard, but I can easily draw it again if you misbehave.” the intruder said. “If you do what I tell you and you will get away with your life. Don’t make me draw the knife again, because if I do, I will be using it. Do you understand?”
Belinda nodded her head up and down.
“Good.” The man put his knife back in his scabbard. “Turn over on your front. We’re going to have some fun.”
Belinda, eyes wild, turned to lie on her front. The man pulled her legs open and climbed on the bed, between her spread legs. He spat on his palm, and wetted the end of his cock. Then he put his cock at Belinda’s arsehole and slowly pushed. Belinda tried not to scream as the man’s cock slowly forced its way past her sphincter. She buried her face in the pillow, instead, as the man slowly entered all of his cock length in her anus. She could not help grunting as the man slowly fucked in and out of her back passage. Belinda could feel the trouser zip touching her buttocks every time the man thrust down all the way.
After about ten minutes the man pulled his cock out of Belinda’s anus. He had not come. He turned Belinda over so that she was now on her back. He knelt near to her head.
“You had better suck me clean, because I’m gonna fuck your cunt.” he said. “You’d better make a good job. Remember I’ve still god the knife.”
Belinda sucked the cock into her mouth, cleaning its end with her tongue. She kept cleaning it until she could no longer taste her own shit anywhere in the shaft.”
“Enough!” the man said. Any more sucking and he would have cum. But he wanted to cum deep inside this slut. He moved down the bed, and thrust his cock inside Belinda. Like the night Belinda was hot and damp. She moaned as the man’s length speared her.
The intruder thrust back and forth, going quickly now. It did not take him long to spurt deep inside Belinda’s vagina. He groaned, as Belinda came at the same time.
“So how was that for you?” Belinda’s husband said, as he pulled off the balaclava.”
“Great.” Belinda said. “Same time tomorrow night?”
The End
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