Once upon a time, 17 year old me was home alone during the weekend, watching over the house. The whole family was away to attend the wedding ceremony of a relative, I managed to skip under the pretence of studying for an important exam.
On that Saturday night, I was about to doze off after a long video gaming session. I couldn’t recall what time it was, probably around 2 in the morning. That was when I heard some heavy noise coming from downstairs.
I tiptoed out of my room and slowly descended the stairs. I saw our house’s front door was ajar, slightly.
Stupidly thinking to myself that it was caused by the wind, I approached the door and closed it. The moment I did so, a burly figure in black leapt out from his hiding, locked me in a body grip and clamped one hand over my mouth.
“I thought all of you were out of town!” he exclaimed. “I got a knife, kid. Don’t make any stupid movements and I won’t hurt you. You dig?”
I nodded, in shock, fear and confusion.
“Is there anyone else here with you?” he asked again while tightening the grip on my body.
I struggled in vain before finally having to shake my head, confirming the fact that I’m alone in the house.
“Good. Now listen, I’m only here to rob this place, not to hurt anybody. I’m gonna tie you up, ensure you make no sound, and then I’m gonna be on my way. Are you going to cause problems for me?”
I vigorously shake my head once again.
He let go of the hand clamping my mouth.
“Are you going to scream?” he asked.
“No… no sir,” I replied with a shaky voice.
“Get your ass on the sofa and don’t you dare move!”
I sat, petrified, while he went to the kitchen. I heard ransacking sounds. He was looking for something.
He returned carrying a pink coloured face towel of which he used to tightly gag me. My arms were also bound with clothesline rope.
The burglar instructed me to be quiet and he went on to ransack the rest of the house. Still in my dazed state, my eyes followed his every move. Occasionally, he would glance back at me and smile wickedly.
After he was done, he came to sit beside me.
Instead of gripping me tight like before, he massaged my shoulders and asked, “Are you a virgin?”
I shut my eyes and shook my head. I lost my virginity after a wild birthday party a few months earlier.
“Have you ever been with a man?” the burglar asked.
My eyes grow wide open in surprise, and I shook my head yet again.
He whispered into my ear, “I shall be the man to take your virginity then…”
“Do not resist me, coz I don’t wish to hurt you. Just… enjoy this…”
He started fondling my nipples from behind and licked my earlobes. He fondled my stomach, moving downwards to my crotch, and he started massaging it.
I moan softly through the tight gag.
The burglar lowers down his trousers and made me lie down. He raised my legs up high and began lubricating my hole.
As he penetrated me, I felt a combination of pain, excitement and anticipation. The pain was gone after several thrusts and immense pleasure began to replace it as I felt my prostate being stimulated by his movements.
He stared into my eyes the entire time and his face was a picture of ultimate pleasure.
He intensified his thrusts, his fingers never stopped caressing my nipples. He ejaculated inside meafter what must have been around 15 minutes.
“Virgin ass…. tight.” He mumbled under his breath.
He laid down beside me and caressed my cheek.
After several moments of silence between us, he sat back up, reached for the lube and began to jerk me off.
He looked into my eyes again and said in a calm voice, “Just… cum. Let it go. Cum for me, boy.”
He repeated the mantra again and again. My erection got more solid each time I hear it.
When I finally came in an explosion of cum, he ripped off my gag and started kissing me passionately.
At the end, I muttered, “Thank you for the best sex I ever had.”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/h05fbl/the_burglar_broke_me_mmbdnc
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