The Burglar
Liz worked out.... a lot. She had found a gym that she said she loved, and spent many hours there. Tom wasn't going to complain, her body had become so much hotter. Her firm breasts, strong legs, tiny waist, what wasn't to like? She was blond, with a face that turned heads. Tiny, barely 5 feet tall she had gotten her hot little body down to 98 pounds. Tom wasn't bad either, but work had kept him from spending enough time at the gym. He was handsome, but work had taken its toll on his body. He always wanted to go, but he either traveled for work, of was too tired after work to make the gym.
The evening had been great, dinner couple drinks and the latest action film at the theater. Tom and Liz arrived home, and headed up stairs. There was the creaking of the basement door, and out stepped a large black man wielding a knife. He demanded Tom onto the floor as he held the knife to Liz's throat.
"Get down or I'll cut her," he told Tom. Tom did as he was told, not wanting any trouble. "Take what you want, just leave us alone." Tom pleaded.
The man dragged Liz into the bedroom, threw her on the bed and told her to stay still. She complied. He then proceeded to bring Tom into the bedroom, and tied him to the chair, and gagged him.
"I'll take what I want, and what I want is this sweet piece of meat over there," the burglar said as he pointed to Liz, as she whimpered, "please don't hurt me."
The man went to Liz, and grabbed her hair, pulled her up and reached under her skirt, groping her. "No panties, nice," he turned and looked at Tom as he held Liz down and played with her pussy. "Hold still, bitch, he said as he forced his fingers into her. Tom looked away. "Look at me!" He shouted at Tom. Liz was whimpering yet her hips began to respond the burglar's fingers, grinding. She felt herself getting wet as the burglar's fingers explored her clit. He knelt at the side of the bed, raised her skirt, and licked her pussy. She moaned. Tom grunted thru the gag. The burglar reached up and tore the buttons off her blouse in one swipe, took the knife, and cut her bra, her breasts exposed, and kneaded her nipples with his large fingers. Liz was wet, moaning, grinding herself against the probing fingers.