Open Window

Warm. Tonight was warm even for summer. I had my window open in my bedroom catching what bit of wind that blew tonight. The summer breeze filled my room with the smell of lilacs. A calming scent but with the heat pressing down on me like a heavy blanket not much could lift my frustration or help me sleep. I decided to try a cool shower, maybe then I would be able to decrease my body temperature enough to sleep. I was already naked, a failed attempt to help me sleep in this heat, as I walked to the bathroom my 34 DD breasts swayed. I was pale, my Irish heritage clearly didn't miss me, and my red hair fell to my shoulders. I didn't like to have my hair long in the summer, it was thick and far too hot, and so I cut it to my shoulders. Just long enough to put in a ponytail. I was curvy, not fat but definitely not skinny at least not according to society. I turned the water on and checked the temperature, not too cold but definitely cooler than a normal shower. I turned to look at my reflection in the mirror, my green eyes looked as tired as I felt. Sighing I stepped in the shower feeling the cool water hit my body, almost like jumping into a swimming pool.

I stood there for a moment letting the water dance along my body. It felt so nice, the coolness of the water making my nipples hard. I have extremely sensitive nipples, which can be both good and bad, and at that moment it was oh so very good. I closed my eyes and let my fingers trace down my stomach to a heat between my legs. I moaned as I stroked my pulsating clit, my nipples sending electricity down to my aching clit. My fingers manipulating the nub, knowing exactly what to push and where to pinch to send that extra bit of pleasure throughout my body. I leaned against the shower wall using my thumb to rub my clit while sliding two fingers inside my wet cunt. The moaning got louder as I continued to finger myself using my other hand to pinch and pull my hard nipples. As the orgasm overtook my body I pressed my back against the wall not wanting to collapse in the shower. I stepped back under the cool water regaining my head before washing up and getting out.

The towel was soft on my wet skin which was now much cooler than when I started this adventure. I hung the towel up and walked naked back to my room my nipples once again hardening from the air in the hallway. I crawled in bed using just a sheet to cover my naked body, it was silk and felt sublime against my skin. I drifted off to sleep to have dreams of the amazing sex I wanted to have.

A loud crash woke me from my sleep. Thunder, great a storm had developed and now was crashing outside. I got up and shut the window before the rain could soak my floor.

A hand covered my mouth and a deep voice growled in my ear.

"Don't scream or I'll kill you." His voice was demanding and my heart leapt in my chest. What was he doing in my room? How did I not hear him come in? What did he want? Was he really going to kill me? Thousands of questions flooded my head making it impossible for me to think clearly. He had been speaking and I hadn't been listening. "I said will you keep your mouth shut Bitch?" I nodded holding back tears. He released his hand and pushed my forward on the bed. I scrambled across putting the bed between he and I. It was still dark but I could make out a figure. He had to be at least 6'4" and from the broadness of his shoulders I was better he was muscular.

"What do you want?" I asked my voice shaking.

"I want to hide out here for the night and then any valuable items you may have." He stated plainly. He must have been running from the cops. Maybe he just robbed a store, or killed someone. My eyes were blinded for a moment as he had found the light switch and turned it on. As my eyes adjusted I saw him. Sandy blonde hair topped his head. His eyes were blue and he had a scruffy face, not quite a beard but getting there. I watched his eyes trace my body up and down. I realized then I was still naked and grabbed the blanket I had tossed on the floor earlier that evening, quickly trying to cover myself.

"Damn." He said licking his lips "I picked the right window." He walked toward me then, passing the end of my bed getting closer.

"Stop!" I shouted. To my surprise he stopped moving and just looked at me. He was intrigued at the sudden burst of bravado I just displayed. With my new found gusto I continued with my demands. "You need to leave. Now, or I will call the police."

"Will you now?" He pulled out a butterfly knife, twirling it around opening up the shiny blade. My breath caught in my throat as he started to move toward me with the glistening weapon. I backed away from him pressing my back against the wall once I hit it. "I think you are going to need to learn some manners." He was merely two steps away from me now. He closed the gap between us. "Are you going to call the police?" he asked grabbing a handful of the blanket.

I swallowed hard and clutched the fabric to my body and shook my head no. He pressed the blade of the knife to my throat and pulled the blanket away from me. I was naked in front of him again and I was terrified. "Always wondered if a red head's carpet matched her drapes." His breath was scalding against my skin. His eyes traced my body coming to the mound of red hair between my legs. "What do you know? They do." I closed my eyes hoping this was all a bad dream and that I would wake up soon.

I felt his hand then. He slowly traced his fingers up my arm and across my collar bone. My breathing quickened as his attention turned to my breasts. He traced one nipple and then the next bringing the buds to hardened points. I bit my lip trying not to moan as he came tantalizingly close to my sensitive parts. Once satisfied he grabbed one nipple and pinched twisting it roughly bringing a sound of pain from my throat. "Open your eyes" he commanded.

I swallowed hard feeling the blade against my throat. I opened my eyes to meet his. The blue was so piercing, like he could see through me. Normally I would find eyes like that incredibly sexy but now was definitely not a time for that. He continued to roughly play with my nipples making me cry out in pain and yet sending electricity straight to my cunt which has started to become wet under the torture he was inflicting on me. How could I like this? It was painful and yet there was a bit of pleasure beginning to form with my sensitive nipples.

"Nice tits. Fun to play with." His words were crude but his hand started to slide down my stomach. My breathing quickened and I thought I may faint. His hand found the red hair between my legs. I kept things trimmed just in case I went home with a man but now this man who had broken into my house ran his fingers through the hair pulling it slightly. I closed my eyes again as his finger traced my cunt lips. I bit my lip when he parted them and ran his finger up and down my slit which was now wet from all the attention given to my nipples.

"You little slut! You like this! You want me to stick my finger inside you wet cunt hole don't you?" he sounded amused. I kept my eyes closed and bit my lip harder as his finger found my clit and began to rub it. "Oh come on moan for me. Tell me how much you like me playing with your wet pussy." His finger circled my pulsing clit faster and faster.

I was losing my composure. This felt so good. This man was about to make me cum and I wanted to. I couldn't believe it. I wanted to cum all over his hand. The orgasm was building and just as it was about to spill over he stopped. I opened my eyes wide with shock and wanting to tell him not to stop. His eyes met mine.

"Yes?" he questioned with a smirk on his face.

I tried to gather what composure I had left. "Are you finished?" even though I wanted more I couldn't let him know that. I wouldn't give this man the satisfaction.

His smirk turned into a wicked grin. "Not even close." He moved the knife from my throat while simultaneously grabbing my wrist twisting it painfully behind me. He walked me over to my bed and threw me on it. My clit was screaming at me for making him stop his attentions. I wanted to cum so bad I almost whimpered not from my wrist pain but from my lack of orgasm. He held the knife to my face. "Don't move or I'll fuck you with this blade." His words were very serious and froze me to the bed. He got up and walked over to my dresser opening the drawers one by one. He stopped when he got to my underwear drawer and pulled out my vibrator. It was a deluxe rabbit. It had 25 speeds, a clit stimulator and the 'rabbit's tail' which was a vibrating tail that teased your ass while you masturbated.

"Damn! You are a kinky little bitch aren't you?" he sounded amused. "Spread your legs slut!" he walked toward me.

"Please don't do this." I begged "You can just leave. I won't call the police. Just go please." Tears were welling in my eyes. My earlier pleasure was now all fear. I didn't know this man and I didn't want him in my bedroom, touching my body, or getting pleasure from me at all. My pleas fell upon deaf ears.

"You can spread your legs or I'll do it for you and I promise you won't like it if I do." His voice was deep and held almost a daring tone to it. Almost as if he wanted me to defy him. I slowly spread my legs, terrified of the man walking toward me with my vibrator in one hand and a knife in the other. "Come on slut wider." He commanded and I felt the tip of his knife pushing slightly against my calf nudging my legs further apart. I closed my eyes then and spread my legs wide open. I could feel my cunt lips spreading with how wide my legs were spread. "Yes that's it. Show me that pretty pussy."

I was not as wet as I was earlier. Fear had spread throughout my body and fear was not sexy. I heard the buzzing of my vibrator before I felt it. I jumped when the silicone toy touched my clit. My eyes opened wide I felt him slide the toy inside me. I moaned then, I couldn't help myself the toy felt so good. "That's it you little slut! Moan for me!" he sounded like he had just conquered the world. My head was spinning and my body was betraying me. My juices were lubricating my all to accepting cunt and making it easier for him to fuck me with the toy deeper and deeper.

He decided then to play with the settings driving me wild. The faster the toy vibrated the more my juices flowed. My orgasm was so close I knew I couldn't stop it. I didn't have time to think before my body shook with the waves of pleasure sending juices down my thighs.

"My my my a squirter, how interesting." He almost laughed with his sentence. He rolled me onto my back and looked down onto my face. My eyes were closed but I knew what he saw. Pleasure, pure and unadulterated pleasure, I licked my lips gently and opened my eyes staring into his. The toy still vibrating inside me I couldn't help but stare at him longingly not with love but with animalistic lust. He smiled a very wicked smile at me. "You want more don't you?" he asked pushing the toy deeper inside me. I nodded ignoring the fact that he was raping me and now I was asking for more. He used his unoccupied hand to touch my nipple. My spine bowed and I moaned. He used his fingers to switch back and forth between my nipples bringing another orgasm from my body.

He pulled the toy out abruptly and backed away. I did whimper then I wanted more and he was stopping. "Please" I managed to whisper. He looked amused then.

"Please what?"

"Please don't stop. Please make me cum." My head heard my voice and I couldn't believe what I had just said.

"Oh we will see how good you are before you get to cum again." He walked toward the bed stopping at the edge and undoing his pants to release his 8" cock. He was hard and thick and I couldn't help but stare down my body at him. "Don't just stare. Suck it slut."

I didn't think twice before rolling to my knees and going to the end of the bed. I put his cock in my mouth like a ravenous animal. I sucked and licked like never before. I didn't have a gag reflex so I swallowed his cock down my throat and heard him moan above me. The more pleasure filled sounds he made the more I sucked him. I wanted to please him, I wanted to be a good slut. Jesus I wanted it. He grabbed my hair pulling me off his cock.

"Lie back. I want to fuck that sweet pussy." He commanded. I did as I was asked immediately. He pulled my waist to him lifting my legs to rest on his shoulders. With one thrust his cock was buried deep within me. My back bowed and I cried out loudly with a mix of pleasure and pain. He was so big. Much bigger than any other man I had ever been with. He did not let my cries stop him only empower him. He fucked me hard and deep. He did not thrust quickly just pounded deeper with each push. Almost as if he was trying to fuck right through me.

"GOD YES!" I screamed, my body tightening on his cock. I came hard, my orgasm rippling through me like water in a rapid river. I couldn't stop. Orgasm after orgasm I could feel his body slow and his thrust become harder as his own orgasm took him over. As he came so did I. My eyes were filling with stars and going dark. I was going to pass out from too many orgasms. One last thrust from my tormentor and I came making my vision go black and my consciousness slip from my grasp.

When I woke up it was morning. The light flooded through the window and onto my face. I squinted trying to make out everything in my room. I went to move and felt the pain from muscle soreness and remembered what had happened. I thought it was all just a dream, an exciting and exhilarating dream but just a dream. Fear gripped my chest then and I sat up and looked around my room but it was empty and the window was closed.

There was a note on my dresser that caught my attention. I got out of bed slowly and walked over to the note. Picking it up carefully I opened the folded paper and read it.

'Thank you for a wonderful evening. I enjoyed watching my little slut cum all over her pretty bed. I'll be watching you and just remember if you leave your window open at night a visitor may come see you.'

A shiver ran through my body, maybe just maybe I would leave the window open.