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.
The burglar removed himself from Liz, stepped back, and unbuckled his belt. Turning toward Tom, he dropped his pants.
"Look at what this bitch is gonna get," he said as he lowered his shorts, his semi rigid cock sprang out. Tom couldn't believe how large he was and grunted "NO!", his eyes wide with amazement. "Its not even hard yet!" The burglar laughed as he turned toward Liz.
"Let's see what you are used to," and he ordered Liz to remove Tom's pants. She took his trousers down, then his underwear, and Tom's small cock was barely visible. The large black cock twitched as he forced Liz down on her knees, directly in front of Tom. "Suck my cock, bitch." His cock grew to immense proportions, as she did as she was told. Liz licked the huge head of his cock, pulled away and shook her head, "This won't fit in my mouth." "Suck it bitch," was the response. She took the large black cock into her mouth, her mouth stretched around the bulbous head, the size and color of a dark plum. He forced her head down on him, looked at Tom and laughed. Toms cock had risen to its modest four and a half inches as he watched his wife gobbled the huge cock. It was as if she was enjoying herself, he thought.