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Surprise Guest I (Redraft)
by Slim n' Dusty (slimndusty@yahoo.co.uk)

***

The lovely Vanessa is preparing to go out on a date 
when she realises an intruder is watching her in her 
own bedroom. An intruder who could be a burglar, a 
rapist, or a murderer. For some reason she does not 
panic, she does not even ask the man to leave. The 
lovely Vanessa has an agenda of her own... (MF, nc, sn, 
nec)

***

Vanessa noticed his reflection in her bedroom mirror 
for some time as she applied her blood-red lipstick. A 
man in black with a tight-fitted stocking over his 
head. Not doing anything. Just watching in a dark 
corner of her bedroom. She had seen him enter and 
pause, before moving into the corner. 

She guessed that he may have been waiting to surprise 
her after turning around. Or perhaps she thought it was 
because he was mesmerised whilst she dressed herself. 
Her training kept her calm as she continued to ready 
herself for her night out, waiting for him to make the 
first move.

It was when she tied her sandy-coloured hair back into 
a ponytail that she saw him approach stealthily. She 
turned suddenly, her fist connected before his but it 
missed its mark.

He swung his right arm but she blocked him easily, one 
of the earliest things she'd been taught as an amateur 
boxer. Her left knee found his balls which she followed 
through with a sharp clip on his chin. He tripped 
backwards, an explosion of light burst into his 
eyeballs as the back of his head struck a corner 
bedpost...

**

He struggled to open his eyes. His mask was no longer 
on his face. Despite this, he still could only see 
blackness. His eyes strained in the dark interior, but 
he detected nothing. He tried to move but couldn't. His 
legs or arms did not respond. He waited. Where was the 
fucked-up bitch that did this to him?

In an unseen corner of the room came the sound of a 
creaking floorboard. Only his ears could detect the 
source of a presence. He waited. How long had he been 
unconscious?

Slowly, Vanessa moved forward. The faint light began to 
outline her figure, now in mid-term pregnancy. With 
hands on hips she stood there looking at him. On her 
bed lay her formal attire. She had removed it whilst he 
was still out. Vanessa felt safe that the intruder 
wasn't going anywhere fast. Armed with this knowledge 
she hesitated calling the police. Her handling had 
effectively incapacitated him. No gunshots, no screams, 
very little sound. All of this contained well within 
her private and intimate domain. She slowly walked over 
to the window and peered out onto the dark street. No 
parked cars, no partner lurking. Just him alone. 
Probably a druggo desperate for some cash. Nobody 
appeared to be waiting for him. 

Dark thoughts began to stir inside her young body. 

Since falling pregnant, she noticed that her breasts 
were filling out nicely for motherhood. She welcomed 
the changes that her ex-partner's sperm had triggered 
inside her. Just a few months before, the black, thick 
panties she wore easily concealed her modest sex. And 
now there was no holding back. They clearly indicated 
the bulge of her plump, and barely contained, shaven 
pussy. She was quite proud of her engorged vulva and 
she smiled as she wondered how much of a shock she 
would give him if she let his eyes drink in the sight 
of her fertile mound. Vanessa looked back at the 
prostrate figure on her bedroom floor. She wondered 
whether he had seen a pregnant woman's ripening sex 
before. Probably not. He didn't look the type of guy 
who would easily win a woman over.

In her left hand she held the intruder's face mask. She 
lifted it to her chest and felt the woollen material 
brush against her left nipple. She looked at her 
nipple, admiring it as it slowly hardened, encircled by 
its cocoa-coloured areola. The sensation was slight, 
but arousing. Her breathing began to change, along with 
her heart beat. She began to tighten the toned muscles 
of her sex before relaxing them whilst brushing the 
mask against her neglected right nipple. Her squeezing 
alternated between a strict tightening and a soft one. 
This continued until her clit began to throb...

The intruder heard approaching footsteps before he felt 
his body move. A warm hand brushed his face before 
gripping his chin and shifting his head until he faced 
the ceiling. He detected a musty aroma on her hand 
while she shifted his head. He had detected a similar 
scent several times before whenever he walked into his 
sister's bedroom without her knowing.

With legs apart, she now stood directly above him, 
imposing and dominant. The sight of her semi-naked, 
aroused body made him realise where the scent was 
coming from. He could now see her towering above him. 
Her mouth slightly apart, a distant look in her eyes, 
as she rubbed his woollen mask against her waking 
pussy. He watched her as each stroke was met with a 
slight bucking of her hips, each movement momentarily 
revealing her engorged vulva.

Her breathing could be heard as she moved the mask away 
from her sex. He could see her slit now glistening in 
the candlelight. She slowly, deliberately knelt down 
above him and smiled as she lifted his head. She spread 
her legs wide for the intruder to witness the state of 
her vagina. She enjoyed his look of fascination as she 
slowly began to roll the mask back over his head. Her 
thighs still rocking very slightly, enough for him to 
see the thick strands of fresh love goo whenever her 
moist labias parted. Her scent was intoxicating to him 
as she pulled his mask into position, carefully 
allowing him to see through the eyeholes.

In perfect, teasing precision, she slowly tucked her 
bra beneath her full, round breasts. The folded 
material made her bust stick out further. Vanessa moved 
her hands up her body to touch her breasts once more, 
to brush and tease, to pinch and flick her dark, 
pointed nipples as she grew further aroused by his 
undivided attention. She found the touching of her 
breasts a vital ingredient to foreplay and something 
that she'd done since her early teen years. She allowed 
her guest time to take in the sight of her bare chest 
and erect nipples. To visually absorb their fullness 
and the stark, blue veins that now ran just beneath the 
smooth, milky skin.

"Are you content with just that or is there something 
more you want to see?"

She stood up once more, keeping a foot on each side of 
his head. Her semi-naked, voluptuous body towered above 
him. "I can show you more if you like, but this game 
needs to be fair."

She removed her bra completely and then leaned over to 
unzip his dark jeans. Her hand reached in to feel his 
cock, tucked inside his underpants. "I mean you're a 
little older than me but a guy your age should still 
have no trouble getting an erection, but yours..." She 
turned to face him once more, "Yours is going nowhere 
fast."

Vanessa stood back up slowly and began to fasten clamps 
to her erect nipples. She tugged on the chain that 
joined them and closed her eyes, enjoying the 
sensation. She tugged a little harder and gasped. As 
she tugged on the chain, she brushed his cheek tenderly 
with her bare, light foot. In the faint light, the man 
could see the outline of Vanessa's large pussy, her 
thick cuntlips hung freely on each side.

She knelt down slowly. She could see that his head 
would fit snugly between her arched thighs but remained 
kneeling for a while. "No girlfriend would want a guy 
like you, if you can't get your dick hard for her."

She slowly lowered herself onto his face, her hips 
flexing and shifting slightly as her round thighs held 
his head firmly. "What future do you have without a 
hard cock?" She smiled as she felt his breath waft and 
caress her thick, sensitive vulva. Each breath 
stimulating her tender parts.

Vanessa looked at the frustration showing on his face 
as she stroked her breasts and adjusted herself. The 
man felt the blood rush to his head as she relaxed her 
knees so that his head would completely support the 
combined weight of her body and unborn child.

Sensing that he was a perfect fit, she began to rock 
gently against him. Her rocking was a teasing rhythm. 
Vanessa continued with her slow, rocking motion for a 
long while as she pulled on her chain, enjoying the 
power, relishing the vulnerability.

"There's only one thing now that could kill you!" She 
said softly and teasingly. "And when I'm in the right 
mood and feeling good like now, I like to touch myself. 
If I begin to touch myself in my erogenous areas my 
body begins to change..."

Slowly Vanessa ran her long nails along her protruding 
belly and touched her neck.

"And if I continue to pleasure myself, stroke my 
breasts, squeeze my nipples in all the right ways, 
whilst slowly humping your face and seeing those 
desperate eyes of yours and thinking what you must be 
going through... I think you can kiss this life 
goodbye, my naughty man."

Vanessa lifted the limp man's right arm and stroked her 
neck with it. She looked down at him as she brushed his 
middle finger against her lips.

"Would your girlfriend be surprised to know how you 
died? If I let you die between my legs? If I let my 
plump pussy kill you?" She inserted a finger into her 
wet mouth. Slowly, she dribbled saliva over the 
fingertip, her tongue sliding out, swirling, coating it 
evenly.

"You may turn me on so much when I watch you die I may 
never be able to let you go. I would probably have to 
keep you, smile at you as you putrify before my naked 
body. Masturbate as I watch your body blacken, swell 
and pop from your own tummy gases." 

She guided her fingertip slowly, teasingly to her full, 
left breast, gently brushing the already hard, clamped 
nipple. Her mouth parted as she half-closed her eyes, 
her hips rocking slowly. She wanted his last breath to 
be filled with the sweet fragrance of her fully-aroused 
cunt.

With her young heartbeat now racing along with her 
passions, blood began to respond to Vanessa's lusty 
needs, flowing quickly to her vulva, nourishing it, 
making her more sensitive, responsive. Giving it a 
delicious engorgement for intense lovemaking. She 
pressed two fingers to her clit and began to tease it, 
to rub it briefly, but firmly.

"I think you're running out of time, baby!"

She moaned softly as she heard the first, welcoming 
sounds of her warm, sticky love honey seep out of her 
aroused sex. She deliberately guided her nectar to his 
passive lips, before humping herself against the rest 
of the mask, and then returning to his mouth. She 
closed her eyes as she listened to the new struggle he 
had, the new challenge he would never overcome. The 
sweetest kiss of death she could ever give him and 
which he could not turn away from.

"Don't fight it, baby, this is something you can't 
win."

Vanessa stroked his sweaty forehead as she spoke 
softly, reassuringly. She could feel an intensity 
rising as she heard the man struggle for the remains of 
little pockets of air. She began to massage her 
throbbing sex in ferocious circles before opening his 
mouth with her other hand. She looked inside his 
trembling mouth and watched her juices shoot forcefully 
into him. She heard him gurgle as her nectar filled his 
nose and throat. She felt a rush of pleasure and gasped 
as she watched his eyes widen, trying to focus on her 
vagina - now fully open, her labias lavishly parted, 
her thick rubbery vulva twitching with ultra pleasure.

He tried to swallow her warm cum at first, but with 
each attempt more would enter his mouth and nose as she 
returned her pussy to his face, humping him harder and 
harder. She watched in fascination as the veins in the 
man's brow bulged, his eyes widening beneath the shadow 
of her pregnant belly. Knowing that he couldn't reach 
her erect clitoris, he tried to bite her slippery, 
inner labias as they swirled around his mouth and nose, 
but couldn't move his jaws. 

In final desperation, he shoved his stiffening tongue 
deep into her swollen lovenest. Vanessa moaned at the 
sudden and beautiful intrusion he now gave her. And she 
responded in the only way she could. Open-mouthed she 
felt a new and sudden gush of hot, milky seed erupt 
uncontrollably out of her from deep inside. In a 
frenzy, she ground her pelvis downwards into his face 
knowing that this final act of female orgasmic bliss 
would finish him...

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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