It was finally 4 P.M. I thought the open house would never end. Crying kids, complaining old people and snotty young couples seemed to always find my open houses. I would make a quick trip to the ladies room and then I’ll lock the door and take down the sign.
As I walked back into the foyer from the ladies room, I noticed the door was opening. I was too damn late I thought to myself. Another pain in the ass is coming to see the house.
The door opened and a tall African American man entered. He looked at me and asked if he was too late to see the house. He said he had gotten tied up at work and was sorry he was late. I had a few things to gather up and to make sure all the lights were off, so I said he could look around.
“If you have any questions, I’ll be around here somewhere.”
“Thank you, Miss, I’ll try not to be too long.”
I finally had a polite normal person to view the house. I gathered up my brochures and started through the house room by room making sure everything was turned off. He finished looking around downstairs and was heading upstairs.
“I’ll just be a few more minutes, Miss.”
“Take your time. I have to check the rest of the house before I can leave.”
He gave me a smile as he headed up the stairs. He was not only polite, he was quite handsome. I watched as he walked up the steps. He had a tight butt and broad shoulders. His long legs took two steps at a time as he went up.
“Ok Susan, stop staring at that strange man’s ass.” I said to myself.
I heard a car pull up outside. I peeked through the window and saw a man and woman and their three kids get out of the car. Quickly I locked the door. No way was I putting up with another bunch of obnoxious kids.
They tried the door and then peered through the window. I hid behind the door so they wouldn’t know I was still there. They turned and walked back to their car and drove off.
“Miss, may I ask you something?”
“I’ll be right there.”
I began thinking of all the stories about how agents would get mugged and robbed or even raped by potential buyers while showing a house. I was a little hesitant as I walked up the stairs. I was thinking whether I should have locked the door. I would be locked inside with this strange man. I’d be fine, he wasn’t a crazy pervert.
As I got to the top of the stairs I looked to see where he was.
“Hello” I called out.
“In here Miss.”
He was in the master bedroom at the end of the hall. They had lots of electronic gadgets in there and I was sure he had a question about one of them. I was hoping I would know what he was asking.
As I entered the room I saw him standing with his back to me by the fireplace.
“Do you know how to turn this on?”
I wasn’t sure so I walked to where he was standing to see if I could figure it out.
I began looking at the thermostat control on the wall.
“I think this turns it on.”
I was right. The flames were dancing in the fake logs. I had to admit, it looked quite real.
“Excellent.” He said with his deep throaty voice.
He was right behind me and as I turned around we were face to face. Our bodies touched and I could feel his arousal against me. We just looked at each. I felt a warm rush come over me. It wasn’t from the fireplace I had just lit. It was from the fire the stranger had ignited in me.
He placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me gently against the wall. I didn’t try to resist. I wanted him to kiss me as much as he wanted to kiss me. His soft moist lips met mine and I thought I would melt. My body was trembling as he slid his arms down my side and took my hands in his.
“I’ve read all of your stories, Susan. I really enjoy your work. I was hoping to meet you in person for a long time.”
“Well, thank you. It’s always nice to meet a fan. I do enjoy writing them very much.”
“You arouse me in ways I have never felt before. I imagine myself as a character in your stories. I was hoping to discover if you were the same Susan in real life as the Susan I am so aroused by in your stories.”
“I’m very much like her. Although I do embellish my exploits a bit in the stories, all of the ideas are mine. I’m pleased that I arouse you so.”
“Perhaps together we can inspire a new story?”
I looked up at the tall dark stranger. My heart was racing at the thought of being with him. I could feel my feminine juices beginning to flow.
“Did you have a plot in mind or are we just going to go with our instincts?”
“As much as that intrigues me, I did have some thoughts on a story for us.”
“I’d love to hear what you have in mind for us.”
He began to tell me that his story had already begun. He was looking for a house and I was the realtor. He had waited until the open house was to end so we could be alone together. He would lure me upstairs to the master bedroom where he would bind me with ropes to the bed and fulfill his fantasies he has had about me.
I could feel my juices flowing even more as I listened to his plot for us. The idea of being tied up for sex by a total stranger was very arousing to me. I couldn’t wait to begin our story.
“What do you think, Susan? Will you help me write our story?”
I watched his mouth as he spoke. I imagined his full lips caressing my skin. His body was still against mine and I could feel his arousal had grown even more. The thought of him tying me up and ravishing my body was overwhelming my senses.
“Yes, I would love to help write our story. Please don’t tell me any more of the plot. I love the sense of anticipation. I am yours to do with as you will.”
“I’m so glad Lush Susan is real and is going to join us for the night.”
He led me to the bed and tied my hands to the headboard posts of the bed. Laying me down, he stretched my arms out as if I were a ritual sacrifice. I was becoming so aroused by what was happening that I was sure I would soon be cuming in my panties.
He grabbed one ankle and tied it to the bottom post of the bed. Then he did the same with the other one. My legs were spread apart as I lay there helpless with this stranger.
He didn’t offer his name and I didn’t ask. I thought it would be better for the story if he remained anonymous.
He slowly took my shoes off as he told me how beautiful my legs were. He touched them, running his fingers up to my knee. I pretended to be his captive. I watched as he threw my shoes into the fire.
I decided to play the part of an unwilling victim. He agreed and said the story would be more realistic if I acted as though I were his sex slave.
“What do you want from me?” I asked with a trembling voice.
“I want all of you, Susan.”
I could hardly breathe as I listened to him say that.
He sat on the edge of the bed and slowly unbuttoned my blouse. My chest was heaving with deep panicked breaths. He pushed my blouse open and traced the tip of his large finger down my belly and across my navel.
He ripped the sleeves of my blouse and then raised me up and slid it out from under me and threw it into the fire. I watched it burn completely in the flames.
Next he slid my skirt down my legs. He put his hands under my skirt and tore it in half so he could take it off of me. He threw it in the fire.
I was lying on a strange bed tied up by a strange man and wearing nothing but my bra and panties. I wondered how I let myself get into this situation. All those thoughts I had downstairs were now racing through my mind again.
He placed his hands on my inner thighs. They were large hands and I began to imagine how huge his cock would be.
“You are even more beautiful than I imagined you would be.”
I fell into character and pleaded for him to let me go.
“Please, you don’t have to do it this way. I will give you what you want. Just please don’t hurt me.”
He was getting into the role of his character perfectly. I was feeling as though I really were his sex toy.
“I think you know what I want Susan.” He said as he unhooked my bra from in front of me.
It fell to both sides of me and my breasts were full exposed for him to see. My nipples were rock hard from fear and expectation. I was trying to relax so as not to arouse him any more than he already was.
He deftly circled each nipple with the tips of his fingers. The feel of his warm skin on mine aroused me and my nipples stayed erect. He stared at them as he licked his lips hungrily. I was becoming aroused by the thought of this handsome stranger having his way with me.
“You have perfect breasts Susan.”
“You can have them. You can have all of me. Just please untie me.”
“I will have them Susan. I will have all of you.”
He pulled my bra out from under me and threw it on the fire. I could just lay there and watch it burn to ashes as my blouse and skirt had.
I didn’t struggle or show rejection towards him. I knew that my best chance to get through all of this was to give in to his desires. I was going to be a willing participant in whatever he had in mind for me.
He looked at me and smiled.
“Now let’s have a look at that treasure so many men desire.”
He slid his large index finger along my inner thigh on my left leg and under my panties. Pulling them away from me he placed his other hand under them. I know he could feel the warmth from my pussy. Grabbing tightly with both hands, he ripped my panties in half and slid them from under me. I watched as he threw them into the flames.
“So this is the treasure so many men in your stories seek to have for themselves?”
I was afraid to speak as he had instructed me not to. My mind wandered. Could the erotic stories I had written be the reason he knew my name? Were they the reason he was doing to me now?
“It is magnificent Susan. It is no wonder men desire to plunge their manhood deep with your silken walls.”
He slid one finger upwards between my moist pussy lips. I closed my eyes in anticipation of him sliding it inside of me. I was disappointed when he didn’t.
“Don’t worry my sweet Susan. I am not going to hurt you.”
He was playing his role well.
He moved to the windows and drew the curtains closed. The only light remaining was from the fireplace. It cast an eerie glow over the entire room.
“And now my dear Susan, we may begin. I’m hoping the Susan I read so much about in the stories will manifest herself in you as we proceed.”
He thought I was the character in my stories. Many of them were based on my actual experiences but most of them were of my fantasies. And even in the ones I wrote about my own experiences, I took a writer’s liberty to embellish them just a little to make them more arousing to my readers. I was smiling to myself as I thought of how I had aroused this man so much that he wanted to be part of my stories.
His hands moved quickly as he unbuttoned his shirt. As he slid it off his shoulders I could see his dark muscular chest and arms. The flames of the fire danced across his skin. I felt myself staring at him. My arousal grew as I imagined his naked body against mine.
His hands moved to his belt and he unhooked it eagerly. With another quick move of his hands, he had his pants unzipped and sliding down his legs. They too were very muscular and quite attractive. I would have admired them longer had my eyes not been distracted by the very large bulge hidden under his boxers.
As I stared at his bulging shorts, they seemed to move. It was as though whatever beast was contained in them wanted desperately to get out. I wished my hands had been free so I could have helped the monster free itself.
My eyes widened as he slid his boxers to the floor. As they passed the bulge, it erupted into the darkness. I gasped as I saw its immense size. The light from the fire shone upon it and its blackness glistened. Again my juices flowed within me. Thoughts of his meaty black pole inside of me made my body tremble.
He climbed on the bed and straddled my body. His huge black cock hung menacingly just above my face. As I watched it sway above me, I knew very well what was about to happen. I tried to tell myself to relax and not fight it. After all, I had done this before many times, although not often with someone of this size.
“Let’s try to bring Lush Susan to our little party.”
He wanted me to be my character. I knew her well. She was just an extension of me through my fantasies. I would do my best fulfill his request. I was anxious to see her come to life myself.
“Would you like to suck my cock, Susan?”
I assumed I was to answer.
“Yes.” I managed to say with in a very shaky voice.
“Yes, I would like to suck your cock.”
“Since you asked so nicely, I will let you partake of my manhood.”
I swallowed deeply, trying to relax myself.
His hot meaty tip touched against my lips. I could feel it was wet with pre-cum. He pushed forward against my lips, spreading them slightly. I opened my mouth slowly allowing more of his bulbous head to enter my mouth. Just when his entire head was inside of me, he spoke.
“Your lips are like silk, Susan. I want you to suckle my cock as a baby suckles its mother’s nipple.”
I began to suck his stiff fleshy head between my lips very slowly. I was becoming aroused as I felt it’s warmth against my lips. It was not as overly large as I had first imagined although I had to spread my mouth as wide as possible to allow it inside of me.
“I feel that Storybook Susan had decided to join us.”
My suckling must have met his approval. It relaxed me more to know that I was pleasing him. Not only was I more at ease, I also became more aroused by what was happening.
He leaned forward and slid more of his cock inside my mouth. I relaxed my jaws to allow it to enter further. It completely filled my mouth with its meaty girth. I felt it bump the back of my throat. I glanced at what was still outside of me and saw that I had but taken only half of him inside of me. I summoned up Lush Susan as he leaned and forced more of his massive manhood inside my mouth. I had been able to avoid gagging over the years when deep throating a large cock. His, however was a bit larger and it took one or two gags until I was able to allow him to slide it in the entire length.
I couldn’t help but moan a few times as it forced its way inside me. It was partly a stressful moan and partly a pleasurable moan.
He paused once he had his cock completely inside of me. I felt the beat of his heart in his bulging veins against the sides of my mouth. Almost instinctively my vaginal juices began to flow. Nature was lubricating me in anticipation.
“I’m very impressed, Susan. You have pleased me very much.”
I didn’t know if he expected a reply to that comment or not. There was no way I was able to respond his huge shaft stuck down my throat. I just moaned a bit. Some of the moan was in reply to his words. More of it was in response to my arousal.
He backed off and slid his meat stick out until it rested on my lips. I took a few deep breaths.
He began slowly rocking his hips. With each rock his cock would slide halfway into my mouth. My lips reacted to his outward movement by clamping tight to his cock. Back and forth he rocked. I could feel my juices flowing freely. It always happened when I was performing oral sex.
After several minutes of continuous mouth fucking, I began to feel his cock pulse. I knew the beast was soon ready to unleash its creamy load inside my anxious mouth. His cock pulsed once more and then he slid it out of me.
“I’m not ready yet my dear. We have so much more to do.”
I watched as he rose off of me. His shiny cock wet with my saliva was still erect. It slid across my body as he dismounted me. The feel of his hot cock on my skin aroused me even more. My pussy was now soaked and ready for him.
He untied the ropes from the top of the bed post and pulled my body downward. When my ass reached the end of the bed, he again tied the ropes so my arms were pulled above me. Releasing the ropes at the bottom of the bed, he slid them up the posts. My ass was now at the edge of the bed and my legs were tied up as if I were preparing for my yearly womanly exam.
He stared at my pussy. It was wet with cum from my performing oral sex on him. I was glad that I had cum. It would make it easier for his monstrous cock to penetrate me.
“And now we go treasure hunting my dear.”
He laid his huge cock on my belly and slowly dragged it down over my moist pussy. I could feel the heat of its tip on my lips. He grabbed his rock hard cock and rubbed it up and down against my moist lips.
“I see you have prepared yourself for me, Susan. It makes me feel good to know you are enjoying our time together.”
I didn’t have time to respond because he had leaned forward and shoved his entire cock inside of me. I moaned loudly, almost a screaming moan. I was panting from the shock of his black monster being thrust deep into me.
I could feel my pussy lips contracting wildly against his shaft. They had been shocked too.
Just as suddenly he pulled it back out of me. His huge cum covered tip rested against the swollen lips of my labia. Before I could catch my breath, he shoved it back even deeper inside of me. Another chorus of moans emitted from within me.
This time he kept his movement up. In and out of my convulsing pussy his monster slid. My orgasms were continual now. I coated his cock with a fresh flow of cum with each thrust he made.
I could feel him inside of me forcing my vaginal walls to their limits. My pussy was becoming numb from the constant pounding against it.
He was breathing harder now and his thrusts were longer and faster. I knew he was soon ready to fill me with hot creamy cum.
But once again he stopped. He slid his cock out of my cum drenched pussy. I saw my juices dripping from his tip as he stood. I was becoming exhausted from the pounding I was taking. Why did he stop? I know he was so close to cumimg. I’ve felt the signs many times before.
It wasn’t long until I had my answer. He untied my legs from the posts of the bed. They fell limply over the end of the bed. He then released the ropes around my hands enough to slide me off the bed and onto my knees. Oh Yes, I knew what was coming next.
He stretched my arms to the side and tied them to the bottom bed post. My knees were on the floor and the end of the mattress made a perfect head rest for me. I leaned back against it exhausted. Still I knew it was not over. I’ve been on my knees with a man many times. I knew why he had not shot his load into my pussy.
He stood above me and looked down. My eyes were almost closed from exhaustion.
“I know from your stories how much you love having your mouth filled with cum. I thought that would be a perfect ending to our story. You will write about me, won’t you?”
I would have agreed to anything at that time. My heart was pounding and I was panting to catch my breath.
“Yes, I will write about you.”
“Excellent. Now we can write the final chapter together.”
Through my dreary eyes I could see his shiny wet cock hovering above me. My cum was still fresh on his shaft as he guided it towards my waiting mouth. As its hot tip touched my lips they parted and let the monster inside once more. I could taste my cum as his long slippery shaft slid over my tongue and deep into my mouth.
As his hips rocked back and forth thrusting his huge cock deeper and deeper I wished my hands would be free so I could place them on his ass and control his thrusting. I loved being able to control a man’s movements as his hard cock plunged in and out of my mouth.
He leaned hard against me forcing my head tight against the bed. I could feel his cock spreading my mouth open wide as it slipped once again down my throat. It was already pulsing as he slowly slid it out and rested its tip on my lips.
I suckled the head of his throbbing cock again as he had asked me to do earlier. This time it was much more enjoyable for me. My cum flowed once again from my pussy and I felt it dripping down my legs. His head stiffened as I suckled him harder and harder. I wish this night had been under different circumstances. He was an excellent lover and his enormous cock was ever so satisfying.
“You have become the woman you write about, Susan. I have helped release your remaining inhibitions.”
Hearing those words stimulated me into performing the best fellatio I had ever performed. I took his words as a compliment even though the Susan in my stories was very promiscuous. I didn’t want to call her slutty although the term would suit her very well. I guess I secretly wanted to be more like the Susan I wrote about. This experience was turning out to be much more than I had imagined it would be when it began. And I was now glad that it had happened.
I must have been doing an excellent job of sucking his massive rod. His body was shaking as he thrust his huge cock deep into my mouth once more. Pulling it back to my lips, he quickly thrust it deep into me again. His hips were rocking in a faster rhythm now and I felt his cock pulsing wildly as it moved back and forth over my anticipating lips.
The head of his cock swelled even more as he drove it deep into my mouth one more time. I knew by the pulsations of his cock that he was no longer able to control his orgasmic release.
He grabbed the back of my head as his massive cock dove deep inside of me. I felt a thunderous blast of hot cum splashing off the back of my throat. The flow was so great that it dripped from my mouth before I could swallow. I managed to take down most of his creamy load just as his cock gushed another enormous stream of hot cum into my mouth.
More of it dripped from the corners of my mouth as I struggled to swallow it. His thrusting continued and with each one another load of his creamy cum blasted into my mouth. My body was melting into the sheets. I was soaked with not only his cum but rivers of my own.
He made one last deep thrust into me. As his cock shoved against the back of my throat it pulsed once more. This time I was swallowing as he unleashed his river of cum into my mouth. No dripping this time. I was able to handle the monstrous load.
He slowly backed away and his massive cock slid from my cum soaked lips. It didn’t look quite as intimidating as it had. It was beginning to become limp as the last of it slid out of my mouth. I smiled to myself. Lush Susan had taken on the beast and tamed it.
He cut the ropes from my hands and my arms fell numb to my side. My body collapsed in a puddle on the floor. I could see him faintly through my weary eyes as he dressed and headed for the door.
“I look forward to reading our story, Susan.”
And then the door closed. He was gone. I looked at the clock on the night stand. It was 8:15. I had been his captive sex slave for almost 4 hours. As I stood up I noticed a long coat on the chair by the door. I put it on and made my way downstairs.
I walked down the block to my car. The crisp night air nipped at my skin. It felt good. As I drove slowly to my home I thought of all that had happened. I smiled.
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