The Games We Play
The Games We Play
** Warning: This story involves what appears to be rape which may trigger some.
"Hey, hun, did you pack my tie?" Vince called down the stairs.
"It's already in your suitcase," his wife yelled up, probably from the kitchen from the sounds of the pots and pans banging around.
He smiled, a little embarrassed that he had lied to her. He had told her that he was going on a business trip. But he had other plans, plans that he didn't want her to know about.
*****
The house was dark as Vince moved down the driveway. He smiled, it just seemed like an easy mark. He inched closer, stopping when he heard a dog bark a few houses away. Not close enough to be trouble, he mused. He wandered around the house, hiding in the shadows, looking for a suitable entrance. And then he found it and smiled mischievously, the sliding glass door was unlocked.
In the warmth of the night, the woman must have kept it open so she could feel a cool breeze. Vince moved closer, carefully watching and listening. Making sure there were no dogs inside. He'd been watching her for some time now, so he didn't think there would be.
He eased the screen open and slowly, quietly walked in, then slid screen and the door shut behind himself. His eyes adjusted to the darkness inside the house as he surveyed the territory. It was a beautiful house, very nicely decorated. He moved around, looking for valuables, looking for her. He found the master bedroom at last. The door was open as was the window off to the side. A slight breeze made the curtains rustle. There was only a thin sheet over her body as she slept. The moonlight glowed in the room, giving it a seductive, low-light look.
Vince moved over and closed the window, not wanting any noise to attract unwanted attention. Then slowly he moved over to the bed. He could hear her slow, deep breathing signifying she was still asleep. He removed a gag harness from his bag and moved to the head of the bed. The woman was sleeping mostly on her stomach and he carefully slid his leg over her torso, until he was sitting on her back. His body held her in place as she woke up. Quickly, he slipped the ball of the gag into her mouth and fastened it on the back of her head. She struggled weakly against his superior strength, weight, and position.
She knew she was in trouble as he pulled one arm and then the next behind her back, tying her forearms together. He loved to have her arms like this because it pulled her shoulders back, making her breasts stick out just right.
"Don't scream, don't make a sound unless I tell you and this will be over before you know it," Vince warned her. She moved her feet as if trying to kick him off. He reached back and tied her ankles together. Finally, all trussed up, he pulled her to the edge of the bed and made her sit there.
Vince sat beside her, looking her right in the eye. She was a little scared, but too defiant still for her own good. His black ski mask was pulled tightly over his face so she couldn't tell who it was.
"Don't give me that glare, bitch. I'll beat it out of you," he said. Her eyes showed a little more fear. She was wearing a sexy baby-doll nighty and panties. She'd obviously been waiting for her lover. Vince wished his wife would wear outfits like that more often. He grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pulled it back a little, exposing her neck to him. His other hand stroked her thigh softly at first and then he grabbed it harder, digging his fingers into her taught flesh. He bent forward and kissed her neck.
The woman moaned above him, trying to tell him to stop. But he wasn't going to. This was what he came for. This was the best treasure in the house. His hand slapped her thigh and he pulled her hair a little more. "Quit squirming bitch. You and me, we're going to have a little fun. Don't you worry, now. I'll make you sing for me."
She twisted, trying to escape, but he was too strong for her. His hand moved up her thigh quickly and he rubbed her pussy for a moment. Oh, she was so wet. She actually liked what he was doing to her. It was turning her on. He got his fingers wet with her juices and then brought them up to her face. Slowly he wiped her pussy juice across her face and lips.
"Juices like that don't come from nothing. Now I know what you're really thinking," he hissed.
Vince smiled in his mask and then stood. He unfastened the belt of his pants, unzipped them, and removed them. His erection gave away just how excited he was, too. It was one of the largest she had ever seen and she quietly stared at it for a moment. Deep inside she yearned for it. She loved to be fucked by such a large cock and this was definitely promising.
He moved towards the woman and, grabbing his cock in one hand and her hair in the other, he rubbed it all over her face. "This is what you're going to get. You'll be begging for this."
She moaned a little, not really putting up a fight though. Vince stopped and then abruptly turned her over on the bed. Her knees were on the floor while her breasts pressed into the sheeted mattress. He pulled her panties down, exposing her bare ass. Ahhh, his dream girl. His hand slapped against her ass and then again on the other cheek. He laughed as she groaned a little. His finger traced a line down the crack of her ass and slowly circled her asshole.
Her hips rotated and contracted, trying to keep him from touching her, but she had no where to go. He was in total control of her. He licked his finger, getting it very wet, then pushed it into her ass, just a little bit, and felt her muscles grip him tight. The woman was grunting into her gag as he rotated his hand and with very short strokes fingered her.
Vince then pulled out and moved his fingers lower, onto her labia. Oh they were so hot and wet so engorged and puffy. They felt so good as his finger slid between them, opening her cunt a little. She looked so tasty that he wanted to eat her right then and there. He pushed his finger into her hole, digging it in as deep as possible. His knuckles crushed into her labia as he tried to push his finger all the way to her cervix.
He pulled out and sucked her juices off his finger. "Mmmm, you're such a tasty bitch. I'm going to love fucking you."
Vince pushed two, then three fingers into her tight pussy, fucking her with them. She grunted with each stroke as it stabbed into her. In and out, in and out, his fingers bore into her vagina. He could feel her hips shudder and he knew she was close to her orgasm. Then he stopped, pulled out, and rubbed fiercly across her clit. He wasn't having easy foreplay with her. He was going to make her cum his way. The hard way.
He moved back behind her and slipped his cock up and down her pussy, coating it with her juices. The woman was whimpering something as he lined it up to her vagina and slowly started pushing in. He grabbed her hips roughly for control as he eased it in, deeper and deeper. Her whimpering turned to moans and then stopped altogether as her pleasure increased beyond anything she had thought possible. His cock was the biggest thing she'd ever had in her pussy. It just kept going deeper and deeper. Seemingly endless.
Finally, his hips hit her ass and he began to slide back out. She moaned anew. Now it hurt a little bit, but the pleasure was rising by leaps and bounds. When it was partway out, he pushed back in and began a regular fucking tempo. The woman felt so tight wrapped around his cock. Vince looked down at her arms, so nicely trussed on her back. It was just too fucking perfect.
Excited, he pushed faster and faster, almost wanting to blow his load. But he controlled himself. He wanted this to last. His hips were slamming against her ass, his balls smacking into her clit. She was moaning, needing to scream in pleasure, but the gag was in the way, making a muffled wail instead.
In a few minutes Vince stopped and slowly eased out of her. She felt as if she was now totally empty, he had filled you up so much. His cock was covered with her juices. He roughly pulled her cheeks apart and gazed lovingly at her pussy and asshole. Oh it looked so temptingly delicious. The woman was so wet and so excited. He dove his face right in, first licking her asshole, letting his tongue circle it for a moment before squirming inside a little. Her ass was writhing back at him.
"You like that, huh?" he laughed. She was one sexy slut.
Then his tongue moved lower, sliding around her labia, driving into her vagina. It slithered and licked her tasty pussy. He was so enamored with her sweet honey and he wanted more. He used one finger to slide back and forth on her clit until she was trembling below him. His lips were covered with her honey as he sucked on her labia, pulling them tight. He bit them lightly, loving the groaning response she gave him. He loved fucking a responsive woman... he guessed she was probably a screamer given the right guy, a guy who knew how to fuck her right.
The woman was so turned on, so hot, her body was trembling with desire once again. She came with his tongue slashing across her clit and he didn't stop, only slowing for a moment to let the tremors recede. Then he attacked until she came again. He made sure she had four orgasms before he finally stopped. Her body was like a mass of quivering jello below him. Drool was running down her chin and onto the sheet. Sweat covered her body from head to toe.
Now it was his turn. He moved over and sat on the bed, pulling her up to her knees. He reached back and unfastened the harness holding the ball gag in place, and set it aside on the bed.
"You scream and I'll beat your face in," he said threateningly.
She nodded, moving her jaw a little to ease the strain. His cock was standing proud as she gazed at it. She was panting, unable to catch her breath and her eyes were half closed, delirious with pleasure. His hands grabbed her hair and pulled her into his crotch so that his cock pushed against her face.
Vince moved her head all around, letting his erection caress it, letting her juices and his precum cover it. It felt so good to be in control. Then he put his hand under her chin and lifted her face a little. His cock was right in front of her lips which she pursed shut in defiance.
"Open her mouth, bitch," he said threateningly.
Her eyes showed her fear as her lips parted and he pulled her face into him again. His cock pushed deep into the back of her throat and she gagged a little. The sounds of her choking on his rod only excited him more. He held her head with both hands, almost wishing he had pigtails to grab onto. He pushed and pulled her, making her mouth glide up and down his hard meat. He grunted a little when her teeth scraped the bottom lightly. She was so good at this.
Vince could see himself really fucking her senseless. He instructed her how to use her tongue to lick him from bottom to top. He held onto his cock and smacked her in the face with it. It felt like she was becoming insatiable, wanting him to abuse and demean her. He called her all sorts of dirty, filthy names only to find that it excited her more.
The woman was a wet dream for him. A willing fuck doll. Vince held her head still and began fucking her face, his hips rising and falling off the edge of the bed. The only sounds in the room were the squishing sounds from her mouth and her moans, punctuated by an occasional staccato grunt from him. Oh it felt so good, her mouth was so warm and wet.
Vince stopped after a few minutes, feeling his seed boiling within himself. He was going to cum like a geyser. He moved so that only the head was between her lips and encouraged her to suck and lick it. Drool mixed with his precum was dribbling out of her mouth. He wrapped his fingers around his rod and began stroking it. Yeah, he knew just how to make himself cum so nice and fast. He kept calling her names and instructing her how to suck him off.
He felt it coming fast and he pulled out of her mouth with a plop. She sensed his climax and opened her mouth wide, extending her tongue. She wanted to taste more of his seed. In moments he felt it build until he couldn't hold it back any longer. He watched as spurt after spurt sprang from the tip and laced across her face and dribbled into her mouth. He pulled on his cock more, urging every last ounce of sperm to splash on her face. She looked so fucking sexy, sitting there, moving her tongue this way and that, trying to pick up every drop.
Vince picked her up and threw her onto the bed, face down. He then walked over to the nightstand and fished around. He figured a sexy bitch like she would have a toy or two and he was right. It was a nice, long, black bastard, too. With a very powerful motor. He moved back over to the woman and slid it up and down her pussy getting it nice and wet. Then he grabbed her hair and held his head close to her ear.
"Now, you're going to stay just like this for a while. You hear me?" His voice was dripping with the threat. "Maybe someone will come home and save you soon."
Vince pushed her face into the mattress for a moment and then plunged the dildo deep into her pussy. She moaned softly. She was tired, having been ridden hard. He grabbed a pair of her panty hose, using them by wrapping them around her thighs to secure the dildo in place, and then turned it on low. She moaned a little louder, finally realizing what he was going to do.
He stood slowly. "See ya 'round bitch. You are one hot fuck." Vince left the room, keeping the door open so he could hear her moans all the way down the stairs. Then he slipped back out the sliding door and left.
******
Vince came home from his fun at 8:00am, earlier than expected. Whistling happily, he made his way into the house and into the bedroom. His wife of 20 years lay there, drooling, sweat covering her entire body, running down her arms and legs, collecting in the small of her back. Her juices were dripping down her leg, soaking the bed. She had maintained the same position for several hours straight and had countless orgasms.
He untied her bindings and removed the vibrator. She was too tired to even grunt a response. He helped her lie in bed and kissed her on the forehead tenderly as he pulled the blankets over her.
Their games, while they both thoroughly enjoyed them, sometimes got a little out of hand. He knew she was going to be sore and tired for a few days. Then, she'd be planning their next game.
"Sleep well, love. I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."
Vince noted the vibrator tucked away in the bedside drawer, a subtle hint of their shared secret.
In the afterglow of their playful escapade, Vince discovered a new toy in his wife's bedroom - a device meant for bondage and pleasure.