NOTE: This story includes some implied violence. Reader discretion is advised.
Kitty finally had some time alone. While she lived in a big house, it was rarely empty with no one making demands of her. Today, no one asking her for a meal to be cooked, to do their laundry, to clean up any one of the many messes that seemed to come out of nowhere... she was all alone in her home and relished in the rare occasion where no one would be back at least until tomorrow. She decided she needed to treat herself.
Laying back on her bed, Kitty called up some hot erotica from one of her favorite writers. She loved his descriptive words and intricate setups to get to some of the steamiest sex scenes she had ever read. The way he wove a story that included details of some of the most intimate things between a man and a woman (and sometimes another man... and another woman!) got her wet in ways she never imagined before. When she read these stories, she couldn't resist touching herself, although she would edge as long as she could to try to make it to the climactic conclusion to one of his pieces.
Since she was all alone and no danger of you.ng prying eyes barging in, she eschewed all clothing and laid on top of the sheets, pushing the blankets and comforter on the floor. As she began to read the words of the steamy group sex story she was saving, Kitty began to run her finger in a circle over her areolas, making her nipples harden in response to her own touch. The scene became more erotic the more she read, and she traced her fingers down her slender, petite body, moving her nail-tipped fingers through her neatly trimmed bush and down to her bare pussy lips below.
She had just started to touch her swollen clit when she swore could have heard a car pull up in front of the house. Kitty paused for a moment to listen but didn't hear anything and soon resumed touching herself. The story was getting hotter and hotter, and she was getting more and more excited, pushing a single finger inside her wet pussy. But she heard the distinctive sound of a car door opening and just had to jump up out of bed to the window to see.
She spied a man, probably about 6'2" and an impressive A frame set off by large shoulders and a slim waist. She couldn't quite make out his face but thought she saw him look around a bit anxiously... like he didn't want to be seen. It was a little bit exciting for her, and she thought of having her way with this dark, mysterious (maybe even dangerous!) stranger. Her fingers still lingered near her pussy as she watched him disappear from site. Who was he? Where was he going? What was he going to do? It all made Kitty a little scared... and at the same time, a little turned on.
As she pressed her naked body against the upstairs window trying to see where he had gone, she thought she saw a curtain move in the neighbor's upstairs window across the street. Maybe that sexy, silver-haired doctor had spied her and was trying to sneak a peek at her slender body with her cute, pert breasts and sexy black bush above her shaved pussy. Kitty thought about how naughty it would be to finger herself while Dr. Dover might have been looking, and she felt her wetness grow again as she circled her clit with her finger. But Kitty also knew young prying eyes might catch her, so she stepped away from the window and laid back down on the bed.
She turned her attention back to the story she was reading and plunged a second finger into her sopping wet pussy. Oh how good it felt! And Kitty began to moan aloud - she could be as loud as she wanted since she had the house to herself that day, right? - and really started finger-fucking herself.
"Ohhh! Yesss! Feels so good!" she said to her imaginary lover who was using his fingers to spread her lips apart and made her writhe in delight. "Mmmmmm!"
But once again, it was another sound that startled Kitty and made her stop. This time, she could have sworn she heard the slight sound of the front doorknob turning. She paused and listened intently... and there it was again, but so faint she wasn't really sure it had happened. Jumping off the bed and going to her bedroom door, Kitty's heart raced as she opened the door just a crack to see the door at the base of the stairs. Watching for a few seconds, the knob was still and no sounds. Must have been her imagination, she thought, and figured it was time to put that imagination back to good use.
Laying back on the bed, Kitty went back to distracting herself with the erotic story. The sound must have just been in her head, she thought, and she now wanted to fill that head with sexier thoughts. And fill it she did. As she read the story, she imagined herself taking the huge cock in the tale. She could imagine its impressive length and girth and how it would stretch her tiny pussy so well! Kitty reached over to the nightstand and pulled out the large clear dildo she saved for special occasions. Pressing the massive head to her pussy's entrance, Kitty moaned again as it started to push its way through her wet entrance.
"Oh! Fuck!" she moaned louder than before, delighting in how it was filling her up, disappointed only in the fact that it wasn't a real cock of those dimensions. Kitty spread her legs wider and started to push it in deeper. "Uuunnnnhhh!!"
But another rattle of the front doorknob - she DEFINITELY heard it that time... no imagination - made her drop the toy and sit up straight in the bed. Her heart was pounding - she could almost feel it through her chest - and she grabbed her phone to look at the front door camera. But it was broken! No signal, and she knew someone was trying to get in for sure as the sounds of the doorknob being twisted were as clear as a bell.
Kitty lept from the bed again, dropping her phone as it went deep under the bed. She opened the bedroom door just a crack, and SAW the knob during back and forth but now with more vigor. Someone was trying to get in! Nearly panicked, she ran back to the bed, desperately looking for her phone to call the police. As the desperate moments passed, she realized it must be under the bed, and she dropped to the floor to look there. Through crying eyes, she saw the phone and tried to reach it.
Then, suddenly, she heard the unmistakable sound of the front door being kicked in and footsteps on the hall stairs. Nowhere to hide and the bedroom door unlocked, Kitty jumped when a masked man burst through. Her heart raced when she realized it must have been the man she saw get out of the car earlier.
"Where is it?" the man barked at her. His eyes were filled with rage, and that was the only part of his face besides his snarling mouth as he wore a full face mask. "WHERE?"
Kitty's heart was beating a thousand times a minute, as she knew she was in grave danger. Sobbing and shaking her head, she tried to answer.
"I-I-I don't know!" she said overwrought with the fear racing through her body.
"Listen, BITCH! I don't have time to fuck aorund, understand? TELL ME WHERE IT IS!" he angrily ordered her.
But all Kitty could manage was a terrified sob and another shake of her head. She tried to scream, but the intruder grabbed her by the throat and delivered another threat. Her eyes flickered more fear as she saw him reach behind his back with his other hand and pull out a large hunting knife.
"I will fucking cut you! ALL OVER!" he said, pressing the blade against her face and then lowering to her bare pussy. "DON'T TEST ME!!"
At that moment, the man's phone rang. He moved the knife back up to her throat and reached into his jacket pocket.
"Yeah?" he answered gruffly, while keeping Kitty pinned against the end of the bed. "WHAT?!?!?" Whaddya mean, 'WRONG HOUSE?'"
The man glared at Kitty as he listened to whomever was on the other end and then hung up the phone. He saw the fear in her eyes, and she knew he did.
"Looks like I'm going to have to clean this shit up myself!" he said, pressing the blade even tighter against her throat. "Can't have no witnesses."
"Please!" Kitty pleaded. "I won't tell anybody... I don't even know what you look like! Please! Just let me go! I'll do anything you want!"
The man continued to glare, but this time, Kitty saw him look up and down her body - her small but firm breasts topped by hard-as-nails nipples and a glistening wetness apparent to anyone who looked at the spot between her legs. In fact, unconsciously, when she went to cover herself, she actually put her fingers on her clit. And maybe it was the adrenaline from the fear, but she was actually aroused beyond belief, and she rubbed herself as she made her appeal to her captor.
"You're fucking getting turned on by this, aren't you?" the man snarled at Kitty. She honestly didn't know if she was giving him a truthful response or just telling him what he wanted to hear so he would leave, but Kitty shook her head yes, still trembling from the fear... and maybe a little from the arousal she now was clearly feeling.
"Please!" she pleaded again, this time leaning forward to him, putting a hand on the massive bulge she saw building in his pants. "I'll do ANYTHING!"
Fucking right you will, bitch!" he snapped at her, leering up and down her lithe body. "Take it out!"
Kitty immediately complied, her arousal taking over from the fear. She unzipped his black jeans and pulled down the silky boxers underneath. And there it was. More massive than anything Kitty had ever seen before, her mouth dropped about at the nearly foot long trouser anaconda that sprung forth. The knife was still near her throat, but she didn't even notice anymore as her hands wrapped around this massive tool, feeling each thick vein that protruded from this mammoth cock.
"Suck it!" the masked intruder ordered.
Kitty tentatively licked her lips and wondered how she would even get the massive head into her tiny mouth. Looking up at the stranger, she stuck out her tongue and moved her face closer to his cock. Holding it with one hand that barely wrapped around the great girth, Kitty began to swirl her tongue around the glans as if it were some type of erotic popsicle.
"Mmmm... fucking right, bitch!" he snarled at her. "Make good use of your tight little mouth!"
