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                         Alone At Night

                 (MF Fsolo oral rim anal reluc)

                        by Samantha Young


Email   : AlolGiss@gmail.com
Web Page: http://www.asstr.org/~AlolGiss/
Revision: June 2019

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Summary: This is the story of Linda, a happily married woman who 
has an unexpected adventure when she is all alone in her home. 
Originally uploaded in October 2016, but now re-uploaded with 
corrections.

Linda got out of her car and locked it as she walked up the 
sidewalk into her home. She was proud of herself for remembering 
to do such a simple task. This was because she tended to forget, 
and her husband Bobby, had to remind her of it.

"This is a new car," he would say, "I know it is only a silver 
Camry, but that's all we can afford for now."

She loved her husband. In the three years they had been married, 
nothing had gotten old or stale in their marriage. They had 
dated for five years before that, and those were wonderful as 
well.

Bobby was handsome, and rather than getting jealous when other 
women noticed him, she felt proud. He was tall and had sandy-
blonde hair with green eyes. Although he was a salesman for a 
local place in town, he looked like a football player. She never 
felt intimidated by his six-foot height compared to her own 
five-foot, one-inch frame. In fact, it was quite the opposite. 
He always made her feel safe, even when he wasn't home--like 
today.

It was Friday, and she was glad her workday was over. Even 
though Bobby made enough money for both of them to live 
comfortably, she still liked working at the bank because it gave 
her a sense of freedom. Plus, Bobby wasn't the type who refused 
her much. besides, the extra income made it possible to go on 
more trips together.

In fact, they had planned a weekend trip which had to be 
canceled because Bobby got suddenly called away. This meant she 
would be spending the weekend alone in their modest house. This 
happened more than she liked, but she also knew that once Bobby 
got the new promotion which was coming his way, he would be 
working more in the city. This meant there would be less trips 
out of town without her.

All these thoughts went through her head as she unlocked the 
front door of their 2-bedroom home and stepped inside. She 
kicked off her shoes and changed into some shorts. Then she 
busied herself doing things around the house; cleaning, dusting, 
ETC. Before she knew it, several hours had passed and she was 
hungry. Not having the time or energy to make something to eat, 
she ordered in a pizza. While she waited for it to be delivered, 
she finished cleaning. Again, losing herself in the tasks she 
was doing, she was surprised when there was a knock at the door.

A tall guy with light brown hair stood at her door with a pizza 
box in his hand. When she opened the door, he just stood there, 
looking at her up and down as if wanting to have her for dinner. 
Then with a gruff voice he asked if he could use her phone. When 
he noticed the uncertain look on her face, he explained that his 
cell phone was dead, and he needed to call his work because they 
got angry if he didn't check in after each delivery. Linda 
thought that was kind of odd but decided it would be already 
letting him borrow the phone since it was a cordless anyway. She 
told him to wait and quickly brought him the phone.

As she went inside to put the pizza on the dining table, the guy 
made his call. He was done when she came back to the door. 
Luckily, she had paid with her credit card when ordering, so 
this meant she didn't have to deal with him more than necessary.

He handed her the phone and as he did so, his fingers touched 
hers. To Linda, it felt like it was on purpose because he didn't 
immediately move them away and he didn't apologize. She glared 
at him as she took back the phone before closing the door in his 
face.

Although she was a bit frazzled, she felt relief as she saw him 
driving away. She checked the re-dial on the phone and found 
much to her relief, he had really called the pizza place. She 
decided that he was either new, or he simply lacked social 
graces.

Deciding that he wasn't worth her evening getting ruined, she 
put him out of her mind. Shall put on a movie and ate some of 
the pizza, saving the rest for the next day. After all, she was 
alone for the entire weekend.

Once the movie was over, she felt tired and ready for bed. 
However, she also wanted to get a nice bath first. After the 
long day at the bank, plus cleaning the house, a bubble bath 
would do her wonders. As the tub filled, she added the bubbles 
and took off her clothes.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw a short, dark-haired 
woman with B-cup breasts, a flat stomach, and a shaved pussy 
with larger than normal inner lips.

She stepped into the tub when it was ready and lost herself in 
the warmth of the water. She was starting to relax when she 
thought she heard a sound which wasn't normal. She was used to 
sounds like the house settling, or the refrigerator coming on, 
but this was nothing like that.

"Bobby, honey, is that you?" Linda hollered while sitting up in 
the tub, the bubbles barely covering her nipples.

She wondered if maybe her husband had come home early. If that 
were so, they would be able to spend time together after all. 
Maybe they would start a fire in the living room and make love 
on the couch. She liked that idea, and it made her entire body 
tingle.

When she received no reply, she stood up and reached for her 
robe. Wrapping it around her wet body, she walked into the empty 
bedroom and found...Nothing.

She heard the noise again and decided that Bobby must be in the 
kitchen. She walked out of the room and into the kitchen, 
calling out, "Darling, are you home?" However, it too was empty.

It was then that she noticed the light was on. She could have 
sworn she had turned it off after cleaning up and leaving for 
her bath. Bobby was always reminding her to turn off all unused 
lights because she sometimes forgot to do that. She turned off 
the kitchen light, then turned to leave. Before taking two 
steps, she thought she saw a shadow move in the living room 
behind her. Moving to the divider between the kitchen and the 
living room, she turned on the light for the living room and 
again saw...nothing.

She decided that she was perhaps more tired than she thought, 
therefore, she was hearing and seeing things which weren't 
really there. Making sure the front door was locked, she turned 
off the lights and vacated the front area of the house.

Upon entering her bedroom, she paused suddenly when she thought 
she heard someone breathing. She turned around to see if 
anything looked out of the ordinary but again, she saw nothing. 
She decided that in addition to being tired, she was still on 
edge because of that creepy pizza guy from earlier.

No longer in the mood for a soothing bubble bath, she went into 
the bathroom and let the cooling water drain. She brushed her 
hair and her teeth in preparation for bed, then she changed into 
a plain nightie. She didn't bother wearing a sexy one since 
Bobby wasn't there to enjoy taking it off her anyway. Leaving 
both the hall light and the bathroom light on, she walked into 
the master bedroom and also turned on the lamp light on Bobby's 
side of the bed. She knew she was being wasteful by having so 
many lights on, but she didn't care. She figured that more 
lights meant less anxiety over the way she felt.

She climbed into bed, laid her head against the fluffy pillows, 
then grabbed a book and began reading. Several minutes later 
when she was finally beginning to relax, she heard the distinct 
sound of someone breathing. Although she couldn't tell where the 
sound was coming from, there was no mistaking what she was 
hearing. Putting the book down, she made her way to the bedroom 
door. She poked her head into the hallway and saw...nothing. She 
felt equally relieved and annoyed that she didn't see anyone (or 
anything).

Suddenly, an arm wrapped itself around her from behind. Just as 
she was about to cry out for help, she felt a strong hand 
covering her mouth.

She heard a low gravelly voice whispering in her ear. "Don't 
scream. Otherwise you die."

Grabbing her by the waist, he pulled her against his body. She 
could feel his warm breath against her neck and his nose in her 
hair as if he was taking in her scent. "You smell nice. I like 
that."

His hand rubbed up and down over her nightie. "Not what I 
expected a sexy lady like you to be wearing on such a warm night 
like this. With your body, you should wear something a bit more 
revealing, don't you think?"

Linda couldn't move--he held her so tight that she could barely 
breathe. She was still processing that someone was in her home, 
holding her against her will. She tried to think of what to do 
but fear kept her from thinking straight. Despite his comment 
about her body, she hoped the only thing he wanted was to scare 
her--maybe he only wanted to rob her, then he would leave her in 
peace. If she didn't make him mad, perhaps he wouldn't do 
anything else; like rape and kill her.

Her mind raced as he held her with a strong grip. At first, she 
thought he might be the pizza guy from earlier, but the voice, 
although gravelly, was wrong. Also, even though the pizza guy 
was tall, this man seemed taller and stronger. Since it couldn't 
be him, she had no idea who this man was.

When he ran his hand down her nightie again, it gave her chills. 
At first, she felt only fear, but then she felt a kind of 
pleasure which she couldn't explain. She couldn't deny that this 
man knew how to touch a woman, and in some ways it reminded her 
of Bobby. She figured she felt like this because of how much she 
missed her husband. She wished he was there now to hold her, to 
protect her, and to make love to her. Thinking of Bobby, she 
turned her head slightly to see if she could see his face, but 
all she saw was the outline of a black mask.

"You don't need to see my face, girlie," the man said. "I have 
something special for you and nothing but your cooperation is 
required. Give me that, and nobody gets hurt."

He started touching her all over, beginning at her neck, then 
moving lower to her breasts (making her nipples hard). A gasp 
almost escaped her lips when she felt sudden wetness forming 
between her legs from the familiar way he touched her. She 
almost moaned out loud but knew that would be the worst thing 
she could do. She wished he would simply rob her and leave. She 
and Bobby weren't rich, but they had some nice things he could 
take if he wanted.

Linda didn't dare resist as he held her against him, running his 
hands up and down her front. The sensations felt good, making 
her wish that Bobby was here now--her body didn't discriminate 
though.

He splayed his fingers over her breast, capturing a nipple and 
pinching it. This time the moan escaped her lips before she 
could stop it.

"Oh, you like that!" he said into her ear. Reaching for the hem 
of her nightie, he pulled it up, exposing her thighs. His hand 
ran up and down her flesh, moving higher and higher.

As his hand crept up her leg, Linda felt goose bumps breaking 
out. She clenched her teeth to keep from moaning out loud again 
but wasn't very successful. Slowly, ever so slowly, his hand got 
closer to her panties. It seemed like the closer he got to her 
crotch, the wetter her pussy became.

"What's the matter?" he whispered. His tongue snaking out and 
flicking her ear. "Are you feeling good?"

Linda shook her head as she felt his hand find its way to the 
leg band of her panties. Another soft moan escaped her lips when 
it moved higher and over her pussy. She drew in a sharp breath 
from fear and excitement when he traced his fingers across her 
vaginal lips.

Linda tried moving away from him, but he tightened his grip on 
her. "Don't do that, pretty girl. Remember, do exactly as I say, 
and no one gets hurt. Do you understand?"

She nodded and relaxed a little, resolving to not get hurt.

"That's a good girl," the man said, loosening his grip a little. 
"You just let me have my way with you, and everything will be 
fine. Just think, you won't even have to tell hubby about 
tonight either."

"How?" Linda asked, her eyes widening in surprise at the 
mentioning of Bobby. She couldn't figure out how he knew she was 
married.

"Surprised, pretty girl? I saw the large rock on your finger 
earlier. Don't worry, that doesn't bother me one bit. In fact, 
it turns me on even more knowing that I'm gonna do things to you 
that your hubby can't manage."

As he spoke, he pushed his hand inside her panties, then started 
rubbing her pussy. He groaned into her ear as the tips of his 
fingers covered her hairless mound.

"I love bare muffin," he said as two of his thick fingers worked 
their way between her moist lips and onto her clit (which was 
throbbing like it never had before).

Linda could not believe the betrayal of her body as she felt her 
hips moving up to meet his hand. She couldn't deny that this man 
was making her feel things she never felt from Bobby. Even 
though she mostly wanted him to stop, a part of her wanted to 
see where this all went.

"Let's get more comfortable, shall we? Just remember, if you 
scream for help, if you try to run away, or if you try to hurt 
me in any way, things will go very badly for you."

The man closed the bedroom door and led her to the side of the 
bed where she stood facing the window. He turned off both lamps, 
leaving the room in near total darkness. As Linda watched him 
closing the blinds, she knew there was nothing she could to stop 
what was going to happen.

He stood in front of her and lifted the nightie the rest of the 
way off, leaving her standing in only her panties. She was going 
to protest at first, but then remembered his warnings. She 
shivered slightly from the fear and excitement of not knowing 
exactly what was about to happen yet knowing she would most 
likely enjoy it.

Linda could see him a little, but even more so, she could feel 
his fingers tracing lines across her body in the darkness. His 
hands cupped her bare breasts again, the pads of his thumbs 
stroking across the erect nipples. She could feel them tighten 
as he stroked the sensitive tips.

"Very nice," he said, watching her intently as she tried hiding 
her pleasure. "You like that, don't you?" When she didn't 
respond, he pinched her nipples, gentle at first, but then with 
more force. "Say it!"

"Yes," she responded in a raspy voice. The sensation coursing 
through her, causing what seemed like an endless flow of wetness 
to further dampen her already soaking panties.

"Good," he responded, his hands continuing to stroke down her 
body and onto her navel. He hooked his thumbs inside the thin, 
lacy material of her panties and slid them down her legs. He 
held them up to his face and sniffed deeply. "Very nice," he 
commented with a smile.

His hand went between her thighs and began to stroke the 
hairless outer lips with his fingers. He could feel the abundant 
wetness seeping from her slit. "You are so wet. I like that 
because it tells me how much of a whore you truly are."

His fingers parted the folds and he stroked her clit. "Aghh," 
she moaned softly, hating herself for feeling this way so soon.

He chuckled as his fingers moved up and down her slit, touching 
the entrance of her pussy. His fingers slid back and forth, 
getting coated with her juices. He pushed one of his fingers 
inside her, causing her to feel a new level of excitement.

Linda gasped and bit her lip at the assault, trying not to cry 
out, trying to keep still and not push back to feel more. She 
didn't want to show him how she was enjoying what he was doing 
to her. The walls of her pussy contracted around his finger as 
he moved it in and out, causing small but intense tremors of 
pleasure to pass through her body.

He suddenly withdrew his finger, causing her to yelp in 
surprise. Then he took off his belt and looped it around her 
back. He placed her hands behind her and tied them with it. 
"Remember," he said as he pushed her down on the bed, so her 
legs dangled over the side, "don't fight me or you'll get hurt." 
He spread her thighs apart and buried his face in her sopping 
pussy.

Since Linda and Bobby didn't have a lot of oral sex, feeling 
this man's mouth between her legs took her completely by 
surprise. She didn't know how to react to the almost-foreign 
feelings as his mouth and tongue kissed and licked her bare 
flesh. Although her pussy had been licked before, it was very 
rare. She found herself arching her back and wrapping her ankles 
around the man's neck--she loved the way he moved his tongue in 
quick circles around her clit.

He sucked her swollen, inner lips, running his teeth gently 
across each one, making her feel even more excitement because of 
the slight pain involved. She wished he hadn't tied her hands--
she wouldn't have tried to stop him even if she could. Instead, 
she opened her legs a little more, pushing the back of his head 
further against her quivering pussy.

"I think you like that, girlie," the man said, coming up for 
air. Then as if reading her thoughts, he added, "I'm going to 
untie your hands, but you must promise to be a good girl. If you 
are, I'll make you feel even better since you are obviously 
enjoying things so far."

When Linda nodded, the man untied her hands and pulled her off 
the bed. "It's your turn now, sweetheart. If you want me to lick 
that lovely twat of yours some more, you gotta show me how much 
you want it."

"But how?" Linda started when the man pushed her shoulders down 
and forced her to her knees in front of him. If that wasn't 
obvious enough, things were made clearer when he unsnapped his 
jeans and let them fall to the ground.

"Take it out, sweetheart," he said with excitement in his voice.

When she didn't immediately do as he commanded, he took her hand 
and placed it on his erection. She fumbled with his boxers and 
took it out so it pointed up at her.

"That's it, sweetie. Now, be a good girl and move your hands up 
and down on it for a bit."

Knowing she couldn't refuse, she did as he asked. There were 
many times that she would give Bobby a handjob while he watched 
TV on the couch or read a book in bed. Although this usually 
didn't make him cum, she knew he liked it because it relaxed him 
after a long day at work. Since they didn't talk that much about 
sex, she had never told him how much holding his dick in her 
hands turned her on. If Bobby was horny enough, he would 
sometimes have sex with her afterward. And if she was really 
lucky, his dick would rub against her clit in just the right 
way, allowing her to cum.

Most times after having sex with Bobby, she would make herself 
cum after he fell asleep. If she was lucky, Bobby would finger 
her to a wonderful orgasm, but that didn't happen often. Since 
he had rarely gone down on her, she didn't know how to respond 
to the wonderful feelings this stranger had made her feel. She 
couldn't deny that the licking she had just received was far 
better than what she was used to.

"Well?" asked the man, bringing Linda out of her inner thoughts. 
"I said to start giving me some special lovin' with your mouth. 
Remember, I'll lick your sweet pussy again if you do a good 
job."

Linda lowered her head down and stuck her tongue out, licking 
the shaft—it didn't taste bad. He smelled wonderful, and as she 
licked the head, she realized she liked the taste of his 
wetness. He tangled his fingers through her hair and pushed her 
head down further on him. Getting the hint, Linda opened her 
mouth and took him inside her mouth. He groaned from the 
pleasure she gave him, then he told her to use her tongue as she 
sucked. At first, the grip on her head was strong, but it 
lessened noticeably when she started bobbing her head.

Because she wasn't used to giving head, her jaw started getting 
slightly sore after only a couple of minutes. There was spit and 
precum running down his shaft and her chin, but the man seemed 
to like how sloppy it all was. She had to admit that she liked 
the feeling of his dick in her mouth. She wasn't sure if she 
could do this with her husband because she didn't want him to 
think she was a dirty whore. As the blowjob continued, she 
realized she liked doing this a lot.

"Open wider and relax your throat, sweetheart," she heard the 
man's words coming from above.

Then without warning, he put more pressure than before on the 
back of her head and forced his dick even deeper in her mouth. 
His dick touched the back of her throat, almost gagging her in 
the process. He continued pleasuring himself by fucking her 
mouth as if it was a cunt. She could hear him moaning and 
calling her names like cock-sucking whore, dirty cheating cum-
slut, and nasty cunt. Instead of feeling cheap and abused from 
those words, she felt even more wetness flowing out from between 
her legs.

Before she knew it, he was pulling her off his dick and making 
her stand in front of him. He turned her around and pushed her 
onto the bed, making her get on her hands and knees. Linda knew 
this was the moment he was finally going to rape her. Then 
again, considering how she felt so far, she wasn't all that sure 
it could be called rape.

Instead of pushing his dick inside her, he put his face between 
her legs and started licking her soaking cunt from behind. From 
this angle, she felt his entire face pressing against her 
crotch. She should have felt embarrassed from how exposed she 
was, but she welcomed all these new feelings. She felt his 
tongue running up and down her crack while his nose pressed 
against her puckered ass hole. Just as she was getting into it, 
she suddenly felt something wet working its way inside her ass. 
Her eyes shot open when she realized that the wet thing in her 
back door was his tongue.

Not ever having experienced anyone rimming her ass, she wasn't 
sure how to react. She wasn't sure if she should move back 
toward him or forward away from him. Instead, she stayed still, 
enjoying the new, amazing way she felt.

The new and powerful sensations grew in intensity grew when he 
started fingering her clit while continuing to lick her ass. 
Very soon after, his tongue replaced his fingers on her clit, 
and that's all she needed to finally lose it. Unable to hold 
back any longer, Linda came as if it was the first time in her 
life.

"Oh God!" she screamed as her cunt flooded even more than 
before. "I'm cumming!"

She pushed back, giving in completely. She knew that from this 
moment on, she would give this man whatever he wanted—her body 
now belonged to him. She didn't know how she would go on if he 
didn't keep touching her and making her feel like this.

The man stepped back, then turned her around to face him. "You 
got a lot of fire between those legs of yours, sweetheart. Does 
hubby know what he has here at home?"

The mentioning of her husband should have brought her back to 
reality, and she should have been angry with this man for 
"raping" her. Instead, she lay there, ready for him to have his 
way with her.

The man pushed her further back, kneeling on the bed between her 
parted thighs as he pressed her arms against the mattress. He 
leaned forward and took a nipple between his teeth, causing her 
to moan from the pain and pleasure. Although Linda was still a 
bit sensitive from her recent orgasm, she felt her body 
responding, wanting more.

"I can see you are ready for the best fuck of your existence," 
he said. He rubbed the head of his dick up and down her slit, 
grazing across her throbbing clit.

"Ahh!" she gasped as her back bowed off the bed.

She knew she was about to be fucked like never before. 
Furthermore, she couldn't believe she was allowing this man, 
this stranger to go through with it. He made her feel both good 
and dirty at the same time. She wanted it—she wanted him deep 
inside her.

She arched her body even more when she felt the head of his cock 
at her entrance. Because she was sure what would happen next, 
she was surprised and a little disappointed when he backed off.

"Say it, whore. Say that you want me to fuck you."

With little hesitation, Linda replied, "Please fuck me! I want 
you to fuck me hard."

As the words escaped her lips, the man eased his cock inside 
her, teasing her and moving slowly back and forth. She tried to 
take him further inside by raising her hips off the bed, but he 
forcefully held her down.

She writhed beneath him as he continued the pleasant torture 
between her splayed legs. It was more than she could take as he 
stroked the inner walls of her pussy with his large cock.

When she felt like she was losing all control and was close to 
cumming again, she shouted, "Fuck me harder!"

He thrust deeper, fucking her in earnest, causing her to cry out 
as she came almost immediately. Her body shook in violent waves 
that seemed to go on forever as he continued moving hard and 
fast inside her. Her vaginal walls contracted around him, 
squeezing him.

He continued to fuck her relentlessly for what seemed like hours 
but was most likely five minutes. Linda felt like she was having 
one orgasm after another. She was amazed that although he had 
fucked her deep and hard for this long, he still hadn't cum. She 
was not sure what drove this man to have so much stamina, but 
she was in no position to complain. Normally when Bobby was 
inside her, it only took two or three minutes before he was 
done. From the look of determination on this man's face, she 
wouldn't be surprised to find that he would cum when he was good 
and ready.

After a while, the man's thrusts slowed until he slipped out of 
her pussy. At first, Linda thought it was because he was close 
to cumming, but she saw how wrong she was when he turned her 
around so she was on her hands and knees again. Just like 
before, he pushed his tongue inside her ass, rimming her using a 
lot more saliva than before.

Once finished, he rubbed the head of his cock against her 
soaking pussy. She thought he was going to start fucking her 
like before, but the next thing she felt was the head pressing 
against her anal opening. Before she could ask if that's where 
he really meant to put it, he pushed himself inside, making her 
feel fuller than ever before.

Much to his credit and her surprise, he didn't force it all the 
way in. Instead of immediately fucking her hard and fast like 
when he fucked her pussy, it seemed like he made sure to go slow 
while she got used to the intrusion. Even so, it still hurt (and 
felt very good at the same time).

"You're very tight back here," he said, holding her by the hips 
as he pushed in a little deeper. "I guess hubby never fucked 
your sweet ass before, aye?"

He groaned as his cock slid even further inside her ass until it 
was lodged all the way to the hilt. He stayed still for a 
moment, giving her a few seconds to get used to him inside her 
like this.

She groaned as the pleasant discomfort of his cock sliding in 
and out of her ass subsided. The surprisingly gentle action from 
this stranger still surprised her, and it made her want him even 
more. Bobby had tried to fuck her ass once before, but it had 
hurt so much that she made him stop after less than a minute.

She started feeling true pleasure when the man began moving 
faster inside her until she started feeling his muscular thighs 
slapping the backs of her own tone ones. She pushed back, 
enjoying the smooth, long strokes as his tempo increased. Her 
body ached for more as she felt another orgasm building inside 
of her. She was moaning with each thrust, know it wouldn't be 
long before she came again.

"Oh god! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Make me cum!" she shouted 
incoherently.

She couldn't believe the words that came out of her mouth. It 
was as if she had become the whore he had called her earlier. 
She felt his fingers holding her hips even more firmly as he 
quickened his pace. She gripped the headboard, somehow knowing 
that he was still not ready to cum inside her. The feel of him 
was amazing as she felt herself passing the point of no return.

"I'm cumming! Oh God, fuck me harder! Don't stop, I'm cumming!"

He reached around her hips and stroked her throbbing clit as she 
came in violent waves. Her body convulsed and her hands 
tightened on the headboard as she screamed out loud.

She suddenly felt him swell inside her as he thrust one final 
time as deep as he could go. She imagined his nuts tightening 
when she heard him groan. Although she couldn't see it, she felt 
his cock pulsing inside her ass, filling her with what she 
guessed must be a torrent of man cream.

"Oh fuck! Feels good! Take it, whore, take my cum, you nasty 
slut!"

Linda felt each spurt as he came. After he was spent, he pressed 
her against the bed as he collapsed on top of her.

Linda lay still, feeling completely satisfied as the stranger's 
cock slipped out of her ass. Although she would most likely be 
sore for the next day or two, she didn't care.

"You are a dirty whore," the man said as he lay next to her. 
"Only dirty whores like you fuck strange men who aren't their 
husbands."

She should have been angry at hearing those words, but she found 
herself loving the way he put her down. This was a new side of 
her she had just discovered, and she liked it.

The man turned her over and put his slimy dick in front of her 
face. He rubbed it on her cheeks, her nose, her eyes, and 
finally her lips. She was disgusted yet turned on enough that 
she opened her mouth and cleaned him off.

When she finished, he patted her on the head like a dog. She 
felt conflicted; part of her wanted this night to be over at 
last, and part of her wanted him to stay and have his way with 
her all over again.

Eventually the man got dressed and left without a word. Several 
minutes later, Linda walked into the bathroom on shaky legs and 
ran a new bath. Twenty minutes later as she dried herself, she 
noticed several bite marks on her neck and breasts. Thinking 
about her husband, she hoped that he would be too tired to 
notice, or he would think they were something else completely. 
The bruises were such that there was nothing she could do to 
hide them. She eventually went to bed, not even bothering with 
putting on a nightie like before.

She tried going to sleep but found that the events of the night 
were still too vivid in her overly-active mind. She couldn't get 
the strange man out of her mind. She felt new shivers of 
excitement as she relived everything he had done to her and the 
way she felt about it all. Finally, it was too much for her and 
she found she was turned on all over again. She ran her hands 
down the front of her body until she reached her pussy. She 
gasped when she slid two fingers into her wet folds. Thinking 
about the stranger's large cock inside her, filling her, she 
quickly reached another orgasm. After that, she was finally able 
to relax enough and get the much-needed sleep her body desired.

The next morning, Linda woke to find Bobby in bed with her. She 
could smell coffee as he read the morning paper. Still feeling 
sore from the night before, she turned into him and gave him a 
kiss.

"Good morning, Bobby," she said cheerfully. "Did you sleep 
well?"

Bobby put the paper down and looked at his beautiful wife. "Yes 
I did, but I'm still a bit tired because of what I did last 
night. It was very wonderful and intense. Yet, no matter how 
tired I feel, I still can't sleep in, not even on a Saturday."

She snuggled up to him a few minutes later and said, "That was 
fun last night. You really know how to scare a girl who is all 
alone with no one around to protect her."

Bobby looked at his beautiful and adventurous wife and nodded. 
"Maybe next week you could be a college cheerleader who loses 
her virginity after having a little too much to drink."

"Oh yes," Linda said, straddling his body. "I'd love to be taken 
advantage of that way. In the meantime, will you fuck me in the 
ass again? I want you to do it rough again."

Bobby smiled and prepared to fulfill his sexy wife's desires.

THE END

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The preceding story was a work of fiction and should be treated 
as such. Flames ignored, but constructive criticism welcome.

/Samantha Young <AlolGiss@gmail.com>
http://www.asstr.org/~AlolGiss/