Alone

Chapter Two: Approach

After cleaning up, Mandy collapsed into bed. She was still hot from moments before and cracked open her window for a small breeze. Lying in bed on her side, she pushed down her blanket, the white slip resting on her upper thigh, her vulva exposed. The cool breeze brushed against her shaved skin, a comfortable feel as she drifts off to sleep.

Not much later, a shadow crept up the windowsill and peeks in ominously. The display of female sex was like a bull’s-eye - taunting and teasing. Mandy's perky ass an invite, her arms strewn across her bed and pillow, hair fanned out. He pulled the window open quietly, the small creaks not disturbing her. He enters into her bedroom, the silk curtain a silencer. The shadow is over her and he takes her in all at once with his lusting gaze. Those small pouty lips a tad open, soft melodic breathing. The strap of her white satin slip was just off her shoulder and Mandy's exposed right breast shone in the moonlight. The man kneeled over her bed, licked the tip of his finger and circled her nipple. The teat hardened and Mandy stirred. She turned over, her legs fully spread and neck exposed as she faced the other way.

The temptation was immense and his cock became harder. He stroked himself softly as to calm it and tame it. The man slipped her now other exposed breast into his mouth and sucked gently.

Mandy's eyes flickered, in a dream-like state she pictured a man playing and sucking on her breasts. A cheeky smile crept over her face as she dreamt that she wanted him to touch her between her legs.

Her sly assailant seemed to read her mind. As he looked at her open, unclothed legs, his mouth began to salivate. Quiet and dexterous, he lapped her sweet pussy and buried his face in her mound as his hunger for her grew. His hands and fingers almost expertise as he fucked her with both, he licked her and grew harder at the sound of his sloshing tongue until she moaned for the first time. Then, he froze. She didn’t awake and when he realized this, he let his breath out in relief.

This is too easy, he thought. He looked her over once more and his animal desire overtook him. He tore off his pants and clamped a hand over her mouth.

Mandy's eyes flew wide open. It took her a second to realize what was happening as he straddled her. She let out a muffled scream as he exposed his erect penis. “Shut up or I’ll kill you.” He commanded and she whimpered in reply. With her hands, she tried to pry his arm away from her mouth but it was no use. He was strong. He leaned over and pressed his lips on hers viciously and held her arms down with his. Mandy shifted her leg in attempt to knee him in the groin. He sensed what she was doing, sat up and hit her, hard.

She almost blacked out but her adrenaline was pumping. There was no pain from the backhand and she was only afraid of going unconscious. Not being awake would mean that she would have little to no chance of getting help. Her head, twisted right from the impact, spun. She noticed droplets of blood on the pillow beside her. “If I were you, I wouldn’t struggle unless you want me to punch you out, fuck you then kill you.” He leered. She lay silent. He turned her head to face him and she took a good long look at his face cast in the light of the moon. He wasn’t ugly at all. About 6 feet tall, he had dark hair and sage green eyes. Yes. They were piercing green. He was half shaven and rugged looking. She opened her mouth to ask him that he could probably have any girl he wanted, why did he want to rape? But then, she shut her mouth finding the question out of place and inappropriate.

He grabbed her hair and kissed her ferociously again, this time she didn’t resist quite as much, heeding his threat. He fumbled clumsily looking for her pussy hole, his thirst for her almost unbearable.

Mandy’s eyes were closed as he slipped his tongue in her mouth. She contemplated biting it but he would still have a bigger opportunity to hurt her. But then his forceful kisses aroused her. She felt his tongue hot and slipping against her and felt the head of his penis rub against her clit. Her body began to lubricate itself for him and she trembled, hating herself for its preparation. Her rapist put his head against her pillow, his mouth huskily at her ear, “I was watching you fuck yourself, bitch. You like this, don’t you?” His erratic breathing made her pussy swell and she whimpered again. He inserted him inside her finally and moaned when her warm walls squeezed and released harmoniously. She cried out. “Shhh.” He hissed and roughly forced his mouth on hers to shut her up.

They both listened to the slapping of his body against hers and feeling his balls smack against her ass. Mandy let out a small gasp at every thrust, turning him on even more. As he fucked her, she began to moan. Trusting his threat, he released one of her arms and reach down to her ass. He circled her asshole and breathed heavily into her ear. He felt her muscle tense at the touch then relax a little after so he pushed his finger inside - another gasp as Mandy arched her back with pleasure. He licked her neck and left his tongue there, tasting her. His finger moved in and out to the rhythm of his impulsions and he sensed that she secretly enjoyed it. Nothing can be heard now except for the sound of his grunts and her soft moaning. Unsatisfied, he grabbed her hair tighter and angrily whispered, “Do you want me to kill you?”

“No.” she replied. “No. No. No.” she breathlessly exclaimed at every gasp. He fucked her harder. Her resistance only fuelled him. As he pounded her, she began to cry “No” in truth. It began to hurt and she wanted him to stop. “Stop.” She would cry but he didn’t listen. Her pussy was all wet now and he was so thick with cum that he wasn’t about to stop. “No, please.” She pleaded with a following moan. The pain subsided again and she felt him pressing up against her g-spot. Her desire guiltily heightened as her legs shuddered again. As he repeatedly banged her there and Mandy was overcome with that familiar feeling of release. With a loud cry, she began to cum while he was still inside her. The temperature soared inside her wet pussy and she had filled herself up with her own juices. Out of breath, she went limp. Her attacker suddenly stopped and disappeared into the darkness for a brief second.

He reappeared beside her head, grabbed her hair and commanded, “Put it in your mouth and finish me, now.” She did what she was told and slipped the wet, hard, member between her lips. She tasted and smelt herself all over him. Seconds later, his penis thickened on the inside of her mouth and slowly she felt spurts of his warm juice fill her up. She groaned and the vibrations made him release a long sigh. Without command, Mandy pulled back, looked up at him innocently and swallowed.

She fell back onto the bed, drained. He viciously grabbed her jaw and turned it to face him. “You are my slut and I’ll be back for business.” He commented coyly before pulling back downwards and dragging his tongue from her ass up to her clit one last time. Without a word, he was gone; out the window. Mandy lay on her bed looking up at the ceiling. She couldn’t decide whether she was broken or satisfied. In truth, she had enjoyed it. The night breeze chilled every spot he had licked and every spot he had fucked. She took these thoughts with her when sleep found her again exhausted.