A real burglar, finally

[Hardstick15by5]

So what did she say??

[bunnytail]

The burglar grinned. "She wanted to get on top first so that she could take it at her own speed. That first loud groan you probably heard was when she first went down over that head. You should see her ride it once she finally had it all inside. I do believe she really enjoyed herself. She came so hard she sweated all over me and for a while all she could do was just lie there on top of me. Then I took over and rode her till she had a couple of good cums. I wanna thank you for keeping her lying around waiting for me for 20 years. If I had known, I would a been here sooner."

Then the burglar reached down and grasped his cock, and the husband stared, saying nothing as the thief made a show of putting his dick inside and zipping up his trousers. "She won't forget this dick, you can count on that."

The husband hung his head, just a little, and mumbled, "I could hear you two in there. It sounded like she was, like she might be enjoying it, I have to admit."

The husband looked distressed from sitting in the chair for what seemed an eternity and hearing his wife being fucked in the bedroom. He had not heard everything, like her request for a kiss and to get on top, but he had heard more than enough. There had been no mistaking the sounds of two bodies being thrust together. His wife had been quite loud, especially when she had said "fuck me you big stud you," and the words that had followed. Also, every once in a while a groan or a whimper from his wife had been audible, and it was obvious that they had been from pleasure.

"You were right," the burglar grinned, aware that the husband had heard almost everything. "She really was waiting for me for 20 years with that tight little pussy of hers, and I think after what I gave her she feels it was well worth the wait." He reached down and squeezed the bulge in his pants once again to illustrate his point. "Once again, thanks for everything," the thief said, laughing as he headed out the door.

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EPILOGUE:

The husband sat silently as he tried to loosen his bonds. The struggles forced the blood back into his arms, and his erect penis finally went down. Despite his anger and shame at what had been happening to his wife, his penis had betrayed him and became erect from the sounds emanating from the bedroom. Somehow, it had seemed very erotic, and the images in his mind had equalled or exceeded what had actually happened.

The thought of his lovely wife, naked and exposed to a black man as she laid in her bed had been erotic enough, but then he had formed images in his mind of her fucking the man and wrapping herself around him as she humped her hips, wanting ever more and more of his big black dick.

He was still struggling when his wife finally appeared in the doorway. She had slipped on a robe but it was obvious that her body was still shiny with sweat. As she walked towards her husband with her head down to untie him, she staggered weakly. Her legs seemed to have no strength left after such an intense fucking.

He had not missed how she was walking, and spoke first, his jealousy showing. "Did you have to be so obvious about it? It sounded like you were really enjoying yourself in there."

She had thought this over before coming into the kitchen, and was not about to admit to anything. She sniffed and looked about to cry. "It was you who told him to go in and see me. I heard you say it. I couldn't believe it when I saw he was black. How could you do that, send a black man in to my bedroom? I thought at first that you really wanted him to...to...fuck me. I had no choice but to let him do it. He kept going and going, and wanted more. I only pretended to enjoy it so that he wouldn't hurt me or you and leave peacefully."

His wife had used the "F" word, something she rarely did when referring to sexual activity. Hearing his wife say "fuck" to describe what had just happened to her, and saying that the man had wanted more and more, strangely, caused his penis to tingle. He felt it grow slightly. His voice quivered as he spoke. "You...you didn't enjoy it? It sure sounded like...."

She had gone into a kitchen drawer to retrieve a knife, and she cut him off as she began to cut the bonds. "Of course I didn't enjoy it. Haven't you ever heard that women don't enjoy being raped? I was just acting. How could I enjoy it with a total stranger? You know that you're the one I love."

[bunnytail]

He wanted to believe her, but the sounds, the way she had moaned, the things she had said, somehow made it hard to believe her. If she had not been enjoying it, those sounds probably would not have been necessary. The man would have taken her anyhow, and left just the same. He stood when she had freed him. "Do you think we should call the police? There'll be a lot of questions...."

Now she had to somehow keep him from calling the police. That she did not want. "Did he take much?"

"No, just the silverware and the TV from the kitchen. I watched and he didn't even bother with the VCR and DVD player..." he paused and went into the bedroom. His pants were still there, and the billfold still held his money. He returned to the kitchen.

"He didn't take the money from my billfold either, and it was right at the foot of the... at the foot of the bed." He paused as if thinking about her and the man in the bed, their bed. "I think that once he took a look at you he forgot about robbing us blind."

"Well, I guess I saved the day in more than one way then, didn't I?" She smiled slightly.

"We won't call the cops then, is that OK with you? I would rather no one knew..."

That was what she wanted to hear. "That will be fine dear. He didn't...he didn't hurt me or anything, and you too, so I guess we can be thankful for that."

"He didn't hurt you? I heard you when he first started, and it sounded like he might have been hurting you. Then, later I heard you call him a big stud...." Her husband paused....he knew that the man had been well hung, because he had seen the black penis hanging out of the man's pants. Even soft, it was longer than his own penis was when it was fully hard. Still, he wanted to know if his wife would tell the truth. "Was he...I mean, was it?"

She did not know that her husband had seen the penis that had violated her body on display, so she planned to lie. She had enjoyed the stranger for more reasons than just his dick. It had been exciting. He was black, yes, but also nice looking, and masculine, and yet, so very gentle and understanding of her needs. Still, she knew what her husband was asking. He was just like a man and concerned only about the physical, the size of a dick. She shook her head slowly. Why hurt her husband with the knowledge of how big the burglar had really turned out to be and how much she had enjoyed the man. Her husband would always be jealous, and wonder...

"No dear. I'm not sure. He was maybe, just a little bigger than you, but I didn't enjoy it. I just told him that I liked it in the hope that he would leave us in peace."

The husband stared intently at her. "What are you talking about? I wish you would tell the truth. He really wanted to rub it in, and made a point of showing his penis to me in the kitchen. It wasn’t all the way up, but it was obvious that it was very large. And do you want to know what he told me? He said that once you got a look at his big black cock that you asked to get on top, and that you rode him so hard that you sweated all over him and after you came you couldn’t move because you were so weak!"

He stared at her with a look of accusation, waiting for her answer.

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She knew that her husband had heard some sounds, but now it was obvious that the intruder had betrayed her trust. "That's true. He, he was very big. I was afraid that her would hurt me, so I...I asked him to let me get on top so that I could, well, so that I could control things. I wasn't wet because he, of course did not turn me on, so I didn't want him to just...to just jam it in and hurt me. On top I was able to go slow so it wouldn't hurt."

He looked suspicious. "And after you were on top, he turned you over and took control, didn’t he? I could hear both of you talking.

She nodded. "Yes, I thought that I had, well, I thought, hoped that I had used him up, so to speak when I was on top. But then he wanted to do it again. When he was on top, I was already worn out, and also I was afraid he might get rough."

"Then you are telling me that you did, that you didn’t like it, and him, and that you were just faking? It sounded to me like you were enjoying yourself. I could hear most of what went on. I think you enjoyed it with him on top too, didn’t you?"

She looked sad and nodded, with tears welling up in the corner of her eyes. "I couldn’t help it. Once it was in, it started feeling good, both times. You know how I am once I get started. Please don’t be mad. I was trying to make sure he was happy so that he would leave, and I guess I got carried away in the pretending."

He looked sad and stared at her. He just could not let things rest. After all the sounds he had heard, he had to know. "Did his cock, his black cock, once you got used to it, feel better than mine?"

Oh boy. This one she had better lie about. "No dear, it did not feel better than yours. It was, it was uncomfortable. Even through the good feelings it hurt a little. And I was afraid, every time he went deep, that he would pound me and hurt me inside. But he never did, so I was lucky."

He thought she was lying to him about the pounding. "You said every time he went deep you were afraid that he would pound you? You must mean when he got on top of you. How about when you were on top of him and were too weak to move at the end? You came then, didn’t you?"

She looked down, unable to meet his eyes. "Yes, I came. I couldn’t help it. He was strange, his dick was, well, it was different. Things just got out of hand." She decided to be honest in an effort to get this questioning out of the way. "I came both times, when I was on top, and when he was on me. I couldn’t help it, and I think it encouraged him to come quicker and get out of here. And that was what I was thinking about all the time, was getting him off and out of here." She had made an unintentional joke, without realizing it.

Her husband decided not to comment on her unintended joke. This was not the time to maybe cause laughter. "So, even though it felt good, do you swear that you really, deep down, were not enjoying it? I heard the discussion when he put a pillow under your ass, about going all the way to China. And then I heard you let out a long groan, and it sounded to me like you really liked it."

[Botakhead]

divorce is cumming soon?

[eeemen]

Lol, waiting 20 years for a black man! Bro TS, any more to this? Cheers, ....................

[bunnytail]

Deep down? That was an interesting use of words, she thought, when he was talking about that pillow. "Yes dear, I swear. He did go really deep into me then, but it didn’t hurt like I thought it would."

"I could hear him pounding against you too. I guess those were his balls I could hear. You said that you came both times, when you were on him and him on top of you. But it sounded like you came several times, actually." He looked at her, expecting a truthful answer this time.

She was growing annoyed now. She had done what she had to do, and there was no way that her husband was going to take away the fact that she had enjoyed it. Those memories she wanted to keep.

"Yes, on top of him I just came once. And when he was on me I came several times. I couldn’t help it. Once I started it just, kept going. It was very exciting and I was very turned on. I can’t take it back, all I can do is say that I am sorry and hope you will be understanding! And I don’t want to talk about it anymore."

"Alright dear. We can forget it for now."

That was good enough for her. As her doubting husband rubbed his wrists and then held her in his arms, she smiled behind his back.

Deep down she had enjoyed it, very much, and more than she had ever with her husband. But she would never admit it to her husband.

This night had been quite an experience, and worth a TV and silverware.
Yes, most definitely.