[MF] Break In [Buttstuff]

I wanted the burglar to cum inside me. That was my only thought as he thrust his cock into my ass.

In a matter of moments, he’d transformed me into his personal whore. I was on my hands and knees with my back arched and my butt in the air. My tits jiggled madly in my t-shirt as he fucked me, his legs on my either side, his boots racking dirt onto my pink rug.

My bunny rabbits watched from their cage as this stranger had his way. He hadn’t even taken off his jeans. I’d unbuttoned his fly and pulled out his hard cock and sucked on it for a few minutes before he discovered my already lubed up asshole and ordered me to submit.

With one firm hand holding my neck and the other wrenching on my hair, we filled my bedroom with heat and lust. He fucked fast and then slow, careful not to let the *smack* of my ass against his legs be too loud. His fingers were going to leave bruises on my pale skin and his grip on my hair and the size of his dick brought tears to my eyes.

I couldn’t make a sound. If I moaned too loudly or screamed and my family woke up to inspect the sounds, he’d shoot them. He promised me that. But if I shut up and let him use me like a little fuck doll, then he’d shoot his load inside me and walk away. Nobody would get hurt.

I caught the man breaking in when I heard the garden door open at 3 am. It had a slight creak to its joints, the tiniest little squeak, but it was unmistakable while everything else was quiet. At first, I thought my brother was sneaking home after a wild party, and I wondered if it would even be worth confronting him. After all, I was lying in bed with my pants down and two fingers deep inside my oiled-up ass.

Something felt off. It was a tickle in the back of my head, a whisper that trouble was afoot. The presence downstairs moved slower than my brother would have, as if he were unsure or searching for something. I pulled up my pajamas and tiptoed down the stairwell. In the dark gloom, I could make out a man-sized shape in our living room. He was unplugging our television set.

Inching closer, sucking on my fingers, I couldn’t help but feel arousal as my eyes adjusted. He was huge, a tower of muscle and fright. A ski mask covered his head, and he wore gloves, but he was everything I was just dreaming about. I wanted him in the worst possible way.

He knelt to unplug our gaming consoles, and that was when he spotted me at the foot of the stairs: a grown woman in a t-shirt and pajamas, fingers in my mouth, eyes wide. I waved with my other hand.

Before I could say anything, he whipped out a gun and brought a finger to his lips. The fact that he didn’t shoot me on sight strengthened my resolve. He wasn’t an idiot; he wasn’t a murderer. He was just a big strong tv thief.

Still, staring down the barrel of a gun is nothing at all like it seemed in the movies. My legs turned to jelly, my stomach did a flip flop, and I bit down on my fingers to keep from making a sound. The taste of my ass was on my tongue, I was horny out of my mind, and I knew this criminal would ruin me.

The man stepped closer, he had very light footsteps despite his frame and the heavy work boots. I shut my eyes when he stopped in front of me, and I shuddered as he pressed the cold tip of the gun to my forehead.

“You’re cute,” he said, his voice a thick layer of menace.

My fingers slipped out of my mouth with a soft pop. My bottom lip quivered as I looked into his startling blue eyes through the holes in his mask. Could he sense it? The depravity in the way I looked at him. The animal need in my body language. I’ve been fucking my asshole for an hour now, surely my pheromones were raging, and he could smell how much of a slut I was?

“You’re a fine ass woman,” he said. He stepped even closer so that I had to crane my head to look up at him. “With a fine ass.”

The gun slid down to my cheek. “Please,” I whispered, not sure what I wanted.

“Tell you what,” he said, grabbing my hand and sliding it down his front. “If you suck my dick, I won’t blow your brains out.”

My fingers closed around the bulge. “You’re so big.”

The man tensed his cock, and I started to massage it through his dark jeans. This would feel amazing inside my ass, stretching me out. Adrenaline rushed through my body as I bit my bottom lip and rubbed his hard length. Liquid hot lust filled my belly, drowning my butterflies.

“I always wanted to fuck a pretty Asian chick,” he growled, using the gun to move my hair to the side. “I bet you suck a mean dick.”

I licked my lips and pushed the gun away with trembling hands. “I’ll do it,” I said, tying my hair back in a bun. “But only if you promise not to steal anything.”

The man sighed heavily and glanced back at our television.

Leaning in closer, tiptoeing to whisper in his ear, I grabbed his free hand and placed it on my backside as I rubbed my belly against his cock. “I’ll even let you fuck me in the ass.”

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