"Yes?" she said, "And what do you want?"

"You!" he said.

"Oh, yeah? What for? Do I know you?"

"You will!" he said

"Why would I want to know you?" she said

"Because I fuckin' said so!"

"That's not an answer. Just tell me who you are, where you're from, and why you knocked on my door first," she said, with a rising edge to her voice.

At that, he grabbed her arm tightly near the elbow, digging his strong thumb and index finger into her tender forearm. Then pushing her hard back into the entrance hall of the apartment, he strode in with her and slammed the front door behind him.

She gasped at his unexpected actions, then looked confused and a little apprehensive, and inside she began to feel a little afraid. He could see the dawn of understanding in her eyes as their expression changed slowly from the squint of annoyance to wide-open fear.

"No, don't do this," she said. "I don't know who you are, or why you picked me, but I don't have anything you could possibly want. I'm not rich, I don't have fancy clothes or stuff, so just let me go and leave, okay?"

He said nothing, but continued pushing her along the hallway, and into the living room. There he looked around till he found the sofa. His eyes lit up and he began to smile, a thin, cold smile that became more of a grimace as he grabbed her other arm as well and began to push her over towards the back of the sofa.

"Look!" she said, "I don't know what you want, but you don't need to hurt me, okay? If you just tell me what you want I'll see if I can help you."

They reached the sofa, and as soon as she felt the smooth velour cloth pushing into the back of her hips, he spun her round so that she was now facing it. Then, with one arm he forced her head and upper body forward and down, so that she was now bent over the sofa back, and with the other hand he quickly pulled the bottom of her skirt up over her scantily clad butt cheeks, so that her dark, lacy panties were exposed for all to see.

"Oh, hey, what is this?" she said, with a voice slightly muffled from having her face pushed into the scatter cushions.

Inside she could feel her pulse rising as the unknown intruder stared at her naked bottom.

He pulled the hem of her panties hard and tore them away from the smooth, creamy white skin of her pert but nicely rounded ass cheeks. Then threw them to one side as he began to unzip his pants.

"No no no no no!" she said, "look, why not be nice about this, huh? There's no need for all this. Those were a perfectly good pair of Victoria's Secret you just ruined!"

He said nothing, but moved slightly to one side and then slapped her butt cheek with his right hand.

"Oww! That hurt!" she said, "Why are you doing this? I've done nothing to you, so why the slapping?"

He ignored her and slapped her again, hard!

"Ouch! That stings!"

Tears welled up in her eyes from the pain, and not just that but also from the anger that was building up inside her against the merciless aggression he'd shown. Who was this man to just barge in here and force her into such a vulnerable and undignified position?

While he kept her from standing up straight again with one hand, he quickly unbuckled his belt, unzipped his flies, and pulled down his pants and shorts with the other.

With his clothes now out of the way but still around his ankles, he struggled to get her legs apart. Although he stumbled a couple of times, he managed to get them splayed out enough to get access. Then she felt the heat of his hand as he rubbed it along her slit from back to front, searching for her opening. She could feel every knuckle and fingertip as he rubbed back and forth, and within seconds, heat from the friction of his hot skin on hers began to arouse her.

He didn't let up, but kept up the relentless motion, backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards, from asshole to taint, to labia, to smoothly shaven pubic mound, and back again. The unannounced invasion of her most private place, mixed with the strong electric shocks of sexual response, caused her to feel completely conflicted about what was going on.

Okay, she was no virgin, but this was no seduction either. Despite feeling more and more aroused as he continued with his hand, the sheer audacity of him forcing his way into her home, and then into her private place, meant that she didn't know whether to shout from the pleasure he was forcing her to feel, or cry from the wrongness of it all

He kept up the hand work and then she felt the hot, hard bulb of his fully erect penis push against the back of her leg. He began to dry hump her thigh to help pull his foreskin back, ready for the main attraction, and with this accomplished, he moved his hand out of the way, then used his pulsing prick to push against her taint, and rub backwards and forwards as he tried to find the entrance to her sex.

Despite her fear and anger at his actions, she felt the rising shocks of sexual stimulation as his questing knob continued to rub along her inner labia. Not only that, but she could feel a wetness on her skin that she assumed must be some pre cum leaking out of his tool.

"Are you cumming already?" she said.

"No," he said, "it must be you."

"No, that can't be. I'd know if I was leaking."

But in truth, she didn't know what her body was doing.

"Shaddup!" he said, then pushed upwards to try and find the entrance to her now slightly sore, but increasingly swollen and reddening recess.

She felt completely helpless and unable to stop him as he pushed, and pushed again and again, till she felt his cock head nudging at her rapidly moistening opening. As soon as his hot, hard, head pushed into her warm, wet, and almost willing tunnel, they both gave a silent sigh, as though the tension of the moment had been relieved, if only for an instant, before he pushed relentlessly forward once more.

He was surprised to find that she was already becoming quite wet inside as he pushed on in, and the further in his cock went the wetter it got, till he felt her cervix pressing on the head of his prick, and he began moving his cock from side to side.

She gave a little moan when he did that, so he shifted to moving his prick round and round in the time-honoured helicopter motion.

"Oooh, that tickles," she said, and began wiggling her ass from side to side and pushing back towards him.

"Oh it does, does it?"

"Uh huh, but it's nice, I like that."

"Really?" he said "So tell me what else is nice, Bitch! Is this nice?"

With that he found her anal sphincter and pushed his thumb hard into it and at the same time pulled his prick out almost all the way, then slammed it back into her, to hit her cervix again.

"Huh? What? Ow! Oh, be gentle, okay? That's good, but be gentle ... there's no ... need ... for ... uh ... oooh, yes, more ... more ... harder ... yesss!"

He looked bewildered at her sudden change of attitude, but he was determined to continue giving her the fucking of her life, so he repeated his action, time and again. Each time he thrust his long thick tool into her, he pulled his thumb nearly out, only to push it back in as he pulled back his slippery prick.

"What're you doin'?" she said, "Cos whatever it is don't ... stop ... don't ... stop ... ohhhh ... yesss ... yesss ssss ssss!"

By now her head was bobbing up and down, and her ass was wiggling side to side, and she was pushing back towards him every time he pushed forward into her.

He stopped pushing against her upper back with his hand, and instead moved both hands to hold her hips so that he could pull them back towards him as he pushed.

She turned her head to look at him, and now he could see the rising tide of lust that filled her eyes. He could also feel the heat rising from her as her sexual need began to show and inside her sexual juices began to flow.

She grinned at him as though sizing up her lunch, then she laughed and grabbed the back of the sofa with her hands so that she could keep pushing back against him.

"Harder!" she said, "Harder and faster! Okay, okay big boy? More ... give me more ... more ... harder ... that's it!"

He felt the muscles inside her tensing and loosening with every thrust, and his head pulsed with the heat of passion as he felt his own baser instincts starting to take over.

"Don't stop!" she said, "I'm getting ... close ... don't ... stop ... don't ... stop ... don't ... don't ... stop ... whatever ... you ... fucking ... do ... uh ... uh ... uh ... yessssss ... yessssss ... Yessssss ... Fuck Me! ... FUCK ME! ... FUUUUUCCKKK MEEEEEE!!!!"

She threw back her head as the pulses of sensation coursed through her body, and laughed with wild passion, almost manic in nature.

"OOOHHHH ... I'M CUMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGGG! ... OOOHHHH!"

Her inner muscles clamped down hard on his shaft and prevented him from pulling back. She was strong, and her grip felt almost painful, and all he could do was stand there, hard hot tool buried in her vice-like grip, thumb now clamped by her sphincter, and feel her shudder and shake as her orgasm ripped through her, from hips to head and down to her toes.

"OOOHHHH ... OOOHHHH ... Ooohhh ... Ooohhh ... Oooommm!"

The staccato throbbing from her stuttering muscle spasms drove his own sensations towards a higher level until he knew he couldn't hold on any longer. So he pushed and pulled as much as she'd let him, and as fast as he could till his own orgasm hit.

"AARGGHH! YEE-EEESSSSS!" he shouted

His thigh muscles went weak, his knees began to quake, and he felt his prostate fire like a machine gun, exploding his thick long strands of sperm out into the darkness of her waiting quim. There to mingle with her gushing juices, and rap on the door of her cervix.

It felt like his head was going to explode with each pulse of his prick, and time after time he felt the hot, hard pulses of his ejaculation, and the wave of orgasmic heat that spread out from his groin and rippled to his furthest extremities.

Then he felt her kick inside as her cervix suddenly shot forward and down, to drink in the living liquid that pooled all around it. Five times it spasmed, and each time she made an inarticulate cry, as she reacted to the strongest pleasure her body could ever know.

The sound of two out-of-breath people, locked together, trying to regain their senses, echoed round the quiet room, as they waited for what would come next.

Neither of them could move until her muscles relaxed, and that took the best part of a minute. Each time he tried to pull out, she reacted with aftershocks that clamped her muscles once more and made them both cry out.

His cock was now hurting from the vinegar strokes of her contractions, and he begged her to let him go. She was also hurting, from the repeated involuntary straining of her own internal muscles, but neither of them could control the greedy, lustful beast that held them both captive.

Eventually, she began to relax and her legs started to sag beneath her, but at least she had the sofa to support her. He tried to stay standing, but his legs slowly collapsed beneath him, trembling uncontrollably from the exertion and now hot and covered in sweat from sheer exhaustion.

His wilting weapon shrank back and fell out of her, and as he sank down he turned so that he sat with his back against her leg. Then he ripped off the mask, tore off the sunglasses and hat, and closed his eyes as he relaxed and tried to get his breath back.

"You bastard!" she said, "Those panties were new!"

"I didn't know that did I?" he looked up and replied, "For all I knew you could have put on an old pair especially."

"Well now you can buy me a new pair!" she shouted.

Then she reached down and grabbed the broken panties from where they lay on the carpet, so that she could stem the tide of thick white drool that now began to seep from her open gash, to slide down the valley of her taint and drop towards the carpet below.

"Okay, okay, whatever, just calm down a minute I'm exhausted. You can beat me up in a couple of minutes when I've recovered, alright? And anyway, did you enjoy it?"

"Course I did! I always enjoy it, you know that." she smiled, and batted her eyelashes.

"Good! Well that's what it's all about isn't it?" he grinned.

"Yeah, but it don't give you the right to go tearing my panties off me. You've ruined them now. Good job I got 'em at a discount. They were an end of line, so I got half a dozen pairs."

"You crafty bitch!" he said, "So it didn't matter if I broke 'em then? Huh, I s'pose I should have guessed you wouldn't wear anything expensive. Cheapskate!"

She laughed and he laughed, and then she turned and sank down beside him, so that they both rested with their backs against the sofa.

"So what shall we do next time then, eh?" he asked.

"Dunno. How about the plumber coming to mend the sink?"

"What so I can 'plumb' your depths? Bit cheesy though innit? Half the porn on the internet's the sexy plumber and bored housewife stuff."

She gently lifted his flaccid prick in her hand and pulled his foreskin forward, to cover once more the now shrunken head.

"Yeah, I know. I dunno, we'll have to go round the different porn sites to see what other role plays there are."

"I guess so," he said, "but till then, I don't know about you, but I'm hungry!"