Burglar Interrupted
Reluctance/nonconsent Story

Burglar Interrupted

by Inorp 9 min read 4.0 (11,000 views)
mf burglary
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A burglar creeps around the house looking for things to take. Thinking the house is empty he takes his time and goes upstairs to see if there is any jewellery to be had. But as he enters the main bedroom he gets the shock of his life to see a naked woman walking out of the bathroom rubbing her hair dry with a towel; her actions masks the burglar from her view. He stops in his tracks, quickly thinking what to do -- run or is it too late? But he is helpless to the auto response of his body at seeing a naked woman. The delicious tingling feelings from his loins sent messages to his brain to release pleasure hormones, effectively clouding all his thoughts other than that of sex. The messages also began to prepare his cock for fucking.

He was frozen to the spot ogling the amazing naked body of this young curvaceous woman. Not seeing a naked woman for months let alone having had sex, made him powerless in the presence of such beauty. He noted the large heavy swaying breasts, the unshaven natural dark haired fluffed up bush between the legs and the smooth thighs.

"Eeekkk!"

The shriek brought the Burglar back from his inanimate pose. He quickly leapt forward grabbed the surprised woman, and pushing her backwards onto the bed he pinned her down and covered her mouth with his hand.

"Don't make a sound. Do you hear?" he growled.

The woman quickly nodded, aware of her vulnerable state and now aware of the man's strength.

To his surprise the burglar sensed his bulge pressing onto the woman's crotch; her legs were forced wide by him leaning over her as she fell. He thrust experimentally and the woman immediately knew what he was thinking and shrieked and squirmed, trying to free herself, frightened of what may happen.

"Don't make a sound. I warned you. You gonna be quiet?"

After a pause she nodded and tried to speak but her voice was muffled by his hand still over her mouth. But when she felt his other hand sliding down and cupping her pussy she again squirmed hard, she protested with muffled "Mmmmmm!" but didn't try to scream.

"Listen, I'm gonna fuck you," he quickly decided. "I don't want to hurt you but I just gotta fuck you, ok?"

The woman's eyes bulged at getting her fears confirmed. She shook her head, her eyes pleading.

"I told you I'm not gonna hurt you. I just wanna fuck. You don't scream and you'll be alright."

She looked at him with fear; obviously not believing him. She followed his gaze to his bag which had ended up on the bed with them.

"Now, don't move," he said as he, whilst still leaning on her, swiftly reached into his bag and pulled out a rope and a tape.

Again the women shook her head and tried to escape, but he quickly taped up her mouth and then tied her hands.

"Like I said, I'm not going to hurt you, so I have tied your hands in the front and haven't tied them tightly," he said as he took off his t-shirt and stepped out of his trousers and underwear to reveal his intentions through his hard bobbing cock. He then shifted the frightened woman fully onto her bed and positioned himself over her, between her parted legs, positioning her tied hands over her head. All the time he heard her muffled pleas, but ignored her. He could not let this opportunity to fuck pass up. After all he was a burglar; he'd never done this type of thing before. But seeing the naked woman put him on another plane, a different mindset.

Her heart was pounding, trying to desperately think of a way out; but she didn't scream, afraid of being hurt if she did.

Without any further delay he thrust his cock into the woman's pussy. "Nnnnggh"! was her muffled cry. It felt tight due to dry friction. She was not aroused. So he began to stroke and caress her body, suck and grope her breasts, rub her clitoris; and eventually he was able to slide in and out easily. Now he began to loose himself in the fucking, enjoying the soft feel and the clean sweet smell of the bathed woman. But he realised she was having difficulty breathing through just her nose; she was breathing hard, no doubt her heart pounding.

With his cock still imbedded in her pussy he said, "Listen, I'm going to remove the tape, just so you can breathe easier. Don't scream. Ok?"

She stared at him for a second with a slight frown, then nodded. He removed the tape but was poised to re-tape the mouth in case she screamed. She didn't.

"Good," he said.

With each thrust he could hear her groan and grunt - the mind may not be willing but the body will react to the pleasure signals. Sensing compliance he decided to be a little bit more adventurous. He slipped out and slid down, kissing all the way until he got to her bush. He paused a second to admire the most beautiful sight, the sight of a woman's hairy cunt, and to take in the sexual scent wafting from it; he dived straight in. She thrust her hips up with auto-reflex at having her clit roughly stimulated. He really gave her a thorough work out of her pussy with his mouth. With each squirm he enjoyed her soft warm inner thighs rubbing against the sides of his face.

However, he couldn't wait any more, time was getting on. He mounted the naked woman and started to fuck her again. This time he supported himself with his arms so that he could see the woman's face and see her breasts giggle as he fucked her, keeping her tied hands above her. She simply stared back at him with pained pleading expression on her beautiful face, her luxuriant black silky hair spread over the pillow framing her pretty face, and inviting lips.

When his lips covered hers he heard her groaning and protesting into his mouth but he just grabbed her head and kissed and fucked her with full abandonment, like an animal. He grunted and thrust hard into her cunt like a man possessed, causing her to grunt back "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!", until he exploded inside the woman's pussy. He shook and spasmed and quivered with each spurt until all his cum was deposited inside her cunt. Then he collapsed heavily onto the naked woman, breathing hard, still keeping his cock inside her.

After fucking her he began a strange conversation. He asked: "Did I hurt you?"

"Of course you did. You just raped me!" she shouted out.

"But did I actually hurt you physically?"

"NO! Satisfied?!" She barked but was thankful for that. "Is that what you want to hear?"

"Did you enjoy it?"

She didn't answer.

"Did you? Be honest," the burglar persisted raising his voice.

"Yes," feeling threatened the naked woman replied reluctantly, in almost a whisper.

The burglar smiled. "Good. I'm glad. I could feel your hips thrusting back. You got fucked in ways that your husband never fucked you, right?"

The woman winced at being reminded of her husband, but replied 'yes' - her husband had never tied her up and raped her.

"That's perfect. You can put this down to a fantasy, just a dream. Most women fantasise about getting raped, or at least forcefully fucked. You have such fantasies, don't you? Be honest now, it will only help you to deal with what we just did."

"What YOU did. I didn't ask to be raped!" the woman retorted.

"But you fantasised, didn't you?!"

She didn't answer. She couldn't believe she was having this conversation whilst still naked and he was still in her. She couldn't move to get any clothes.

"You had fantasies of being raped, like most women, didn't you?!" the burglar again raised his voice to elicit a reply.

"YES!" she confessed, "But that isn't the same as wanting to get raped!"

"But you enjoyed it," he reminded her.

The mother felt guilty to admitting that she had in fact enjoyed the sex whilst she was getting fucked...raped. She had just abandoned herself and let herself be taken in anyway this stranger wanted to. She was someone else; it felt like it had happened in another dimension. But she had no choice, she was afraid of being hurt if she did not comply.

"Yes," the woman again whispered her confession. But with a bit more courage she added, "I can't help my body's response. When a cock is shoved into a pussy it's gonna react, isn't it? Now get off me!"

"It's ok. You did good. You did nothing wrong," said the burglar reassuringly, strangely trying to comfort her. He extracted himself from her and got up, pulling the woman up with him. He tightly hugged her, enjoying skin-to-skin full frontal contact, his naked cock once again rubbing her belly. He was really enjoying her breasts pressed into his chest. "You simply lived a fantasy," he said as he gently stoked her hair with one hand but with the other he was feeling up her smooth round arse. "What's your name?"

She felt strange but at the same time almost as ease at being comforted by this stranger...this strange naked burglar...no, a rapist. "Carol," she replied. He wasn't hurting her; she wanted to keep it that way by not making him angry.

"I have a confession, Carol. I enjoyed it. It was my fantasy to...you know...to do this...at least once. To see what it felt like," the burglar said over her head as he continued to hold the woman in a hug. He couldn't make himself say the word 'rape'. He didn't think he was a bad guy...and he hadn't planned on raping. "I didn't hurt you; you enjoyed it," he said. And then he got to the point that was bugging him. "Please don't call the police." Then he added, "I'll put everything back. I won't rob your house. I'm sorry."

When she didn't answer he again pleaded, "Please? It's just that I hadn't had sex in a long while. We both just enjoyed a fantasy."

She didn't answer.

"Please?" he asked pleadingly. "I hadn't planned to do this. I've never done this before."

Looking at the clock on the wall her eyes went wide. Fear returned. "Ok," she finally said after battling through a storm of emotions and thoughts, trying not to show panic in her voice. She just wanted him to leave quickly. She HAD to make him leave.

"Thank you," he said as he released her from his hug and held her by the shoulders, looking at her. "You're so beautiful," he said and inexplicably he bent down and gently but passionately kissed this woman he had just raped. "Thank you," he said once again and untied her hands. "And I'll put the things back." He put the tape and rope back into his tool bag and reached for the bag with the stolen things.

"Just go. I'll put the things back," she sighed.

"Thanks," he said and turned to go.

But...

"Hi mum, we're home!" a girl's voice announced from downstairs.

Both the burglar and Carol froze and looked at each other. Still naked.

THE END

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