Katherine

Her name was Katherine .
Called ‘Kat’ by her friends, she was absolutely breathtaking.
Long, smooth black hair went down to mid back while full lips and a cute face drew every eye. She was twenty three, with an elegant poise and bright, green eyes.
She was married to a man named Felix, no children, and was commonly the talk of town gossip.
And God, I wanted to fuck her.


I followed Katherine home, tailing her as she left from the bank she worked at. I avoided coming too close, and used a friend’s car, so that my own wouldn’t be recognized. A couple of times I caught her looking in her rearview mirror at me, and I saw her reach for a phone, so I turned off down a side road.
It didn’t matter. I knew where she lived, anyways.
After about ten minutes parked in a convenience store parking lot, I decided it was a good time to go.


Momentarily, I arrived at her house. I knew it would be empty, aside from her. Pulling past the home, I parked on the street in front of a neighbor’s.
Getting out of the car, I walked to her front door, reached under the mat for a key I was certain would be there, and silently admitted myself, checking my…. ‘supplies’ were in my pocket.
Softly and noiselessly, I crept up the stairs, which didn’t make a creak. I expected her to be settling in to a nice, warm, candlelit bath.
When I got to the top of the staircase, I immediately ducked back for cover.
‘Damn, too early.’
She was carrying an armful of candles into the bathroom, whose door she closed partway.
I hurriedly approached the door and watched her undress through the crack left opened.
Damn, she was beautiful.
Finally, she sank into the warm bathtub, and closed her eyes with a long, drawn-out sigh.
Now, I made my strike.
As quickly as possible, I hurried in and tightly wrapped a blindfold I had in my pocket around her eyes, then tied it. Her mouth I covered with duct tape, cutting off a scream that had barely begun to reach noisiness. Perfect. No neighbors would hear that.
Her hands, too, were bound in duct tape.
“I’m going to rape you.” I informed quietly, disguising my voice as much as possible. “Cooperate, and I’ll let you live.”
I took two fingers, and jabbed them into her pussy sharply. “Understand?”
She nodded silently, unable to speak.
Removing the fingers, I ran them up her stomach, around her naval, and then up into circles around her nipples, never quite touching them.
Kat squirmed uncomfortably, and her brows creased.
“Oh?”
I pinched the right nipple softly. “Is this what you want?”
She jumped a little, and nodded desperately.
“You want to get raped.” I said, a statement rather than a question, and then pulled tightly on the pink nub.
She nodded again.
“Kat, Kat, Kat…” I tut-tutted, then picked her up and set her on the sink counter.
I silently pulled the waistband of my pants down, revealing an already hard dick.
“……?” Katherine tilted her head to the side, as if asking why I’d stopped.
And then, without warning, I plunged into her honeypot.
She threw her head back in a mix of pain and pleasure.
Pulling back out, verrryyy slowlyyy, I again rammed back into her.
This time, she arched her back in sheer pleasure and wrapped her legs around me, urging me to continue.
I was happy to oblige.
Slamming in and out as hard and fast as I could, I moaned aloud and she wrapped her legs around me again, this time holding me in place as she came around me. I was left unsatisfied.
“Ah-ah-ah.” I tsked, then pulled her off the counter. I set her on her knees in front of the tub, and then bent her over it, leaving her whole ass hanging in the air. “I’m not going anywhere until I’m fully content.”
I took my hands and spread her ass apart a little, but it still seemed much, much too small to hold anything of any size at all.
Positioning myself at the miniscule hole, I thrust in anyways.
“AAAAAH!”
The tape had lost enough stickiness to come loose, and Katherine screamed aloud in alarm.
“Shh, sh, sh, sh, sh, sh.”
I put a hand over her mouth , and continued to assfuck the lovely woman.
After a short time, I felt my cock twitch, and a jet of cum spurted up her ass. Kat tensed in response.
Then I pulled out and let the rest of the semen shoot all over her back. I moaned a final time, and then reached onto the countertop for her towel and wiped the sticky substance off her.
Katherine relaxed, having finally satisfied my needs. She rolled to the side and sat down on the floor, legs stretched in front of her.
“I don’t think so.”
I moved to her face, grabbed a handful of her hair, and jammed my shaft in her mouth and partially down her throat. The duct tape was completely gone now.
She cried out in response, and that only served to enhance my pleasure.
“A little more.”
I slid her off, and she gulped in a breath, before I smashed back into her mouth.
“Ohhhh….. Kat….”
Finally, I jammed it down as far as I could, and she gagged on it for a moment, her rapidly moving throat muscles milking me deliciously. After a second of her gagging and fighting, choking, dying, my cum spilled straight down her throat, and she slid off, landing on the floor.
Turning, I started to exit. I left her blindfolded and her arms tied.
“W…..wait.” Katherine called weakly. I hesitated.
“Thank you…. Felix.”
I hesitated. “How did you know?”
“I’m… your wife.” She said. “And you knew… I always wanted to. This is…. my thing.”
For, you see, I hadn’t gone into the home of a stranger and raped them.
I had simply come home early from work to please my wife, to tend to her fetish, which benefited both of us.
Just in case you haven’t figured things out…
I’m Felix, husband to Katherine.