Messing Around With A Robber

Messing Around With A Robber

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Mean girl Ashleigh is in for a shock when she sees a robber in her room. But when she notices the big dick in the robber’s jeans, she chooses to have a little fun with him before ratting him out. . .

Summary

Mean girl Ashleigh is in for a shock when she sees a robber in her room. But when she notices the big dick in the robber’s jeans, she chooses to have a little fun with him before ratting him out. . .

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Submitted: January 07, 2017

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Submitted: January 07, 2017

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Everyone always called me a bitch. I did look like a classic mean girl, with my long soft blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and skinny frame (Well, not exactly skinny. I had D-cup tits and an ass that was sort of big, so I was more hourglass figured.) And, to be completely honest, I was. I was always a bitch to my boyfriends, which was the reason why I was single right now, and practically picked on everyone that wasn’t my three best friends. But strangely, I liked being known as a bitch. It was somehow satisfying.

My dad was a police officer so he normally worked late, like he was doing tonight. I was in my bedroom, scrolling through random websites on my laptop, and I got this sudden burst of sexual desire. And who could blame me? Being the bitch I was, I was single and had been for two months. Either way, all of the boyfriends I’d had never really satisfied me. Yeah, they had made me climax, but they never really itched the right spot. I needed someone to fill me up and when they’d finished fucking me, I wouldn’t need a vibrator to finish me off.
Just then, a mischievous smile came onto my face. My trusty black G-spot vibrator was currently hidden under my bed, and it always made my knees weak after a good fuck. Oh yes. This was going to be fun.

I’d fished out my vibrator from underneath my bed and closed my laptop. I didn’t need any porn or lube, since I was already dripping wet and fizzing with lust, so I was ready to go. The vibrator came alive in my hand when I turned it on, and just thinking about it vibrating inside made my pussy wetter. I took off the lacy white thong I was wearing and slid the faux shaft into my wet core and instantly moaned. It pulsed inside of me and I whispered to myself, “Fuck, oh yeah. . .” The clitoral stimulators brushed against my love button and the tips of them vibrated, making me cry out in pleasure. The waves of desire were building up in my tummy and I gasped in utter joy as the vibrator began to fuck me relentlessly. And then I heard a thud.

I quickly took out the vibrator, wiping it dry with a towel and shoving it under the bed. Pulling up my thong, I realized that it wasn’t Dad. Because the noise had come from the roof, and whoever it was were heading to my window. Cautiously, I got the baseball bat that was in my closet and waited for the shadow to come through. And then they did.
Immediately, I pushed them to the wall with the baseball bat, turning on the light. It wasn’t a friend trying to surprise me, or at least someone I remotely knew. It was a robber, and the man was muscular, wearing a ski mask and dark clothing. No. He was not robbing my house today.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I shouted, looking into the robber’s eyes. If he was going to explain, I wasn’t gonna let him. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I added, scowling. Who did he think he was to break into a house and get away with it? I shut my bedroom door and said to him, “Don’t you even dare leave.” After going to get my phone, I began to dial my dad’s number before noticing the monster cock in the robber’s jeans. Oh my god. That dick was bigger than every other dick I’d seen in my life. My pussy slightly moistened at the sight of it, and it wasn’t even hard. Imagining how big it was when it was hard would probably make my eyes roll up.

Seeing as this random guy had chosen to invade my privacy in my home, he seemed to owe me something didn’t he? And the fuck that I so deserved, I still hadn’t got. A plan started to form in my mind and I smiled at the thought of it, putting down my phone.

I walked back to the robber that was now patiently standing still, waiting for me. Good boy. “I have a proposition for you, Mr. Robber. I don’t need to know your name, I don’t need to know anything about you. But I want you to fuck me. And when I say this, you’re not gonna be in control, I will. I’m always in control. Are you alright with that?” I offered, glaring at him. He stared back at me, before nodding. I grinned. “Good. First of all, we won’t need this,” I pulled off his ski mask, and surprisingly he didn’t look half bad. His hair was raven black, and his skin was pale but rosy. I noticed his Tumblr-worthy bright celadon green eyes staring back at me unsure, and I smirked. “Or this,” I added, taking off his shirt. I wasn’t surprised that he had a six-pack, or that he was admiring my body, particularly my tits. Who could blame him? Even I admired the girls once in a while.

“Take out your dick. Now.” The robber strangely complied, and I licked my lips at the semi-hard shaft. “Aw, do you need something to get you there?” I took off my crop top, exposing my tits. Then I pinched my pink nipples until they were hard. I wasn’t surprised at the fact his cock sprang to attention, I’d seen it happen so many times it was almost humorous. “That’s a good boy. Now I want you to fuck me.”

When I lay down on the bed and spread my legs, he smirked and walked over to me. “You know you want to,” I smiled smugly and rubbed my pussy lips with two of my fingers.
And he did, because before I knew it, his cock was inside of me, and I could feel every inch of him. I let out a strangled moan as he began to thrust in and out of my wet core. My eyes rolled up into the back of my head and I almost screamed, thankfully nothing came out because I heard my dad come in. “Ashleigh, I’m home!” Dad called from the living room. “You asleep?”
“No, I’m, um, I’m just doing my homework, Dad,” I shouted back, trying not to moan.
“I won’t interrupt,” he replied, and I smiled.
“Thank fuck,” I muttered under my breath, and I made breathy cries while the robber pounded me to oblivion. “Wait, wait.” I said, changing my position to doggy. The robber didn’t stop for a second, and he didn’t need me to cheer him on either. His dick hit every spot and I moaned loudly, and he knew to cover my mouth with a pillow. I started rubbing at my clit, knowing I was close to my climax.
I think the robber knew too, because he covered my mouth with his hand as I screamed and my orgasm broke loose. I shivered and spasmed on the robber’s big cock and my juices squirted out of my wet core. “Fuck, you’re a squirter?” I heard him mumble while my orgasm was ebbing away.

“Thanks for not ratting me out,” the robber said. He’d put his clothes back on, and strangely his ski mask too.
“No problem,” I replied, smiling.
After I put on some shorts, he asked, “So will this happen again sometime?”
“I don’t think so.” I said, before screaming, “DAD! DAD! COME UP NOW!” Dad rushed upstairs and opened my bedroom door.
“Ash, what’s wrong?” Dad asked, frowning. And then his eyes flickered across the robber, and his frown turned to a scowl.
“He broke in, and I-I-I,” I said, running my hands through my hair. Dad hugged me, shushing me as he rubbed my back.
When Dad let go, he grabbed the handcuffs that were on the belt of his police uniform and cuffed the robber. “You’ll be going away for a long time,” Dad said, leading him to the police station (I assumed).
The robber looked at me and I smiled smugly again at him before he left. What did he expect? I wasn’t gonna let him get away with trying to rob my house. Even if he did have a big dick.


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