And then Ally was gone for a week in connection with her archaeology class. Mike kept coming around on his usual schedule, though I paid no more attention to him than usual. Midterms were coming up and I had a lot of work to do, so I was completely focused on studying. At least I was until the power went out one day. The house used old fashioned penny fuses and I was strictly a circuit breaker girl. I was staring at the open fuse box with barely concealed disgust when Mike arrived.

"Looks like you have a problem there," he noted.

"Um, yeah...."

He obviously heard the uncertain note in my voice because he immediately asked, "Would you like me to take care of that?"

"Oh, God, could you? That would be fantastic."

"Sure, you go on inside, and I'll take care of it," he assured me. "I'll let you know when the power's back on."

Since there was no power, I wasn't going to be doing any work on the computer, so I opted for a hot shower (thank God for gas water heaters). I was clean and sweet smelling and wearing a short robe when Mike entered through the back door. I started to rush into the back room, but reminded myself that he had a daughter my age, even though it was obvious he'd been a young father, so he wasn't going to see anything he hadn't seen before. And besides, my robe covered more than my bikini when I was on the beach.

"All fixed," Mike told me as he moved into the kitchen to wash his hands.

Noting the now functioning lights overhead, I smiled. "How can I ever thank you?"

His answering grin had an oddly intense quality, but I didn't think anything about it then.

"Could you grab me a towel?" he asked, holding up his wet hands for me to see.

"Ah...sure," I said agreeably as I opened the door to the tiny pantry next to the kitchen. The hand towels were on the top shelf, an easy reach for Ally, who was a good five inches taller than I, but I had to use the small stepladder that tucked under the bottom. I was on the top step, reaching for the towels when I felt a wet hand on my bare thigh.

"It is as soft as it looks," Mike drawled as I whipped around, startled by the unusual familiarity.

"What do you think you're doing?" I demanded, uncertain how to take the look on his face. I reached down and tried to push his hand away, but it didn't budge. In fact, he stroked even higher up my thigh.

"Just deciding how you can thank me," Mike added, his mouth twisting in a dry smile.

"Not funny," I yelped.

His grin only broadened a notch. "It wasn't meant to be," he informed me, and before I could respond, he thrust his hand under my robe and it was suddenly touching my bare pussy. "In fact I've decided the only way you can thank me for all of the work I've done around the house is to let me fuck you any way I want." And to punctuate his words he shoved a finger into my cunt. There was nothing I could do without tumbling off the ladder, since Mike was blocking me from stepping down. I was left standing there helplessly as he calmly fucked a meaty finger in and out of me.

I didn't really know what to say to that, so I just insisted. "You can't...for God's sake I'm your daughter's roommate."

His finger kept thrusting in and out as he ignored my efforts to shove it away. Suddenly, he thrust it even deeper, forcing me up on my toes with his strength.

"Your cunt's even softer than your thigh," he said, completely ignoring my arguments. Then his other hand came up and he whipped the tie on my robe open before grabbing a breast in a heavy hand. Holding tight, he mauled and massaged it, pulling it and making the nipple distend, despite my wishes.

Then I really did get scared and tried to jump down, but he only used my momentum against me, slinging me over a broad shoulder in a fireman's carry. He walked that way down the hall and tossed me down on his daughter's bed, an antique monstrosity with a huge headboard.

I tried to leap off the bed, but before I could get anywhere, he shoved me back down and ripped my robe off, before using the belt to tie my hands together.

Laughing at my struggles, he looped the left over length of the belt around the headboard, gripped it tightly to drag me up the bed. I struggled, but wasn't strong enough to resist. I was begging and pleading, but it only seemed to turn him on more. I could see the hard bulge at the front of his jeans. Dear God, he was hung.

"I'm going to fuck you, little girl," he chuckled as he used his free hands to strip off his clothes, revealing a muscular body. "And nothing you do is going to stop me."

My efforts to struggle and beg only aroused him more and I watched in horror as his cock got longer and harder, the thick monstrosity pointing out from his heavy thighs. Suddenly, he was naked and there was nothing I could do to escape. He reached down and yanked my thighs apart, studying my spread pussy for a long moment, before returning his hand and shoving two fingers inside this time.

"I bet the boys just love this hole," he murmured, stroking my clit with his thumb, until despite myself, my pussy was getting thick with female juices. "That's right...your pussy knows when it's met its rightful master," he praised and I was curiously flattered though I insisted I hated him.

Then he turned, pressing those same fingers against my lips, forcing me to accept them into my mouth. "Bite me and you'll regret it," he threatened before I could clamp down with my teeth. The look in his eyes promised revenge, so I didn't do it. Then he pulled his fingers out and climbed on top of me.

I tried to buck him off as his balls dragged across my chest, but he was just too heavy, his grip on the silk belt tied around my wrists were too tight for me to escape. In moments, he was straddling my body, the head of his cock against my lips. It was as long and thick a dick as I'd ever seen.

"Eat it, baby," he snarled and held the back of my head in one hand as he shoved his cock against my pursed lips. I wasn't going to do it for him, but he kept pushing it as he growled, "Eat it, or I'll roll you over and shove it up your ungreased ass, little girl."

I gasped in shock at the harsh threat and he slid it right in, raping my mouth with long strokes as he continued to hold my wrists pinned over my head.

"Oh, yeah baby, work that tongue," Mike panted as he thrust it in and out, making me gag as he hit the back of my throat. "Such a talented mouth," he groaned. "You've practiced on lots of boys, haven't you?" His fingers tightened on the back of my head as he thrust even deeper. "Make it good for me," he commanded, obviously excited by the sight of his cock driving in and out of my mouth. Suddenly, he pulled out, pausing only long enough to tie the makeshift rope to the headboard, freeing his hand so he didn't have to hold on to keep me pinned in place.

"Now, it's time to find out if your cunt is as soft as it felt like," he murmured as he slid down, shoving my legs all the way apart. Despite everything, my pussy was still humiliatingly wet and my breath was coming in short pants. I didn't want to be, but I was painfully aroused. I'd fucked a few boys in my life. His hands braced on my inner thighs, he leaned forward and licked the full length of my pussy, dipping it inside, then dragging it up over my clit, swirling it around the hard nubbin and chuckling as it made me shudder in response.

"Such a horny fucking slut," he laughed, then pushed up on his hands, using his weight to force my legs even wider as he thrust his hips forward and speared my dripping pussy, slamming all the way home before I could even draw a breath. The base of his cock ground into my clit, sending more shockwaves of erotic pleasure through my groin. No cock had ever delved that deeply in my pussy before or spread it that wide.

Then he started to move, slowly pulling his shaft out almost to the tip, then slamming it deep. As he fucked me, he reached down and began playing with my clit, stroking and toying with the throbbing organ while he braced his other hand on my breast, squeezing the swollen mound in time with his thrusts. He manipulated my body with consummate skill, making it burn as he controlled the rhythm until my hips were lifting to receive his heaving thrusts.

I didn't care anymore that I hadn't wanted this, didn't care that he'd forced me. All I cared about was the cock in my cunt and the fingers pulling on my breasts and clit. "Oh yeah," I groaned, completely giving in to my arousal. "Fuck me harder." My hips were moving almost as hard and fast his were now. I could feel his cock pulsing inside my pussy, swelling and getting even harder, then he exploded, filling my cunt with hot semen. Burning heat flared through my pussy, as it burst with pleasure, milking his invading cock with hard spasms. It was the most incredible orgasm I'd ever had and it seemed to last forever.

Mike pushed up on his hands, watching me cum with a lascivious smile. "It's like a big velvet fist on my cock," he groaned as we both came down. He leaned down and kissed me hungrily, but didn't untie my wrists. That would come later, after he'd licked me to an orgasm and made me beg him to fuck me again.

After that, he came over a lot more, especially when his daughter wasn't around. And he made sure all the work around the house was done, and all my holes were filled on a regular basis.

The End