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Disclaimer: This is an alternate point of view to my friend’s story [here](

I had reached the bottom. The construction business that I worked for had gone under and I was now unemployed. Instead of working hard to get a new job, I took to drinking, and now nobody would hire me. I’m not proud of it, but I had taken to stealing. Not violently, mind you, for what it’s worth. I would discover upper-middle-class houses that were empty during the day, use my lock-picking skills to quietly break in, and help myself to some of the spoils of those more fortunate. Like I said, I’m not proud of it.

It’s what I was doing that fateful spring day. It was a Wednesday, the quietest day of the week. I had been sitting down the road from the house in question for several hours, and nobody had come or gone, so I decided to go in. The house was quiet, and felt empty, but I did a walkthrough just to make sure. The first floor was nice and tidy, they seemed to have some nice things so that was nice. When I got to the top of the stairs I wondered I heard a bed creak from one of the bedrooms so I froze, but after several minutes decided it was nothing. I was a little freaked out still, and I almost turned around and went out, but decided there were too many nice things here to quit.

I proceeded to silently go through the bedrooms and had reached the third one when I saw her. I was so surprised that my first instinct was to yell, but I somehow managed to silence it. Then I wanted to run, but curiosity got the better of me. There, in what appeared to be the master bedroom, on a giant four-post bed, was a naked woman. Not just any naked woman, but a goddess. Her hands were tied above her head, and her feet were tied to the posts of the bed, putting her hairless pussy on display to anyone entering the room. She had on a blindfold, and what looked like noise-canceling earphones.

At first I wondered she was in trouble, but above her was a note taped to the wall that said “I’m yours, take me.” I watched her for a few minutes, and could see her breathing heavily. Her nipples were hard and there was moisture on the lips of her pussy, and I could tell that she was turned on. I was aroused as well, and could feel myself getting hard. She made a move that startled me, and looked like she was about to reach for her blindfold, so I grabbed her by the arms to stop her; still being in good shape from working construction I could easily hold her still. I could only assume that this was a display for her lover, and the atmosphere coming off of her told me that she wanted it bad. As I grabbed her arms she let out a moan of delight, and my inhibitions were gone. This might not have been meant for me initially, but it was mine now, and I was gonna enjoy it.

My hands explored her body, her voluptuous breasts and her firm tiny nipples. I got a little rough kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples, but it only seemed to turn her on more. I placed my mouth on her, and her skin was warm and delicious. I kissed her neck, her nipples, her navel. I kissed the outside of her pussy and her crotch pushed against my mouth. I entered her with my tongue and she let out a soft squeal. I tasted her juices, flowing deliciously into my mouth as I ate her pussy. After a moment I reluctantly pulled my mouth away from her and pushed my fingers inside of her. First one and then two, finally three. My pinky pressed against her anus as I fucked her with my hands, hard and rough. Her moans were getting stronger and then she whispered her first word, “please”, and I knew what she wanted. My clothes were off already (I didn’t even remember removing them), and my cock was as hard as it ever had been, and felt a foot long. I climbed on top of her and entered – God was she tight – and started riding her, slowly at first and then hard and fast. I pulled her ass up, forcing my way further into her, further than any man had ever gone. I must have been hurting her but I didn’t care, and neither did she it seemed, as she was by then screaming in extasy. With a loud final scream I felt her pussy contract against my cock and I knew she was coming. It pushed me over the edge too and I filled her with my sperm, it felt like a gallon.

I pulled out, and gave her spent pussy a final kiss. As I was getting dressed I saw a message come across her phone, which was laying on the bedside table. “Going out for drinks with the boys. Don’t wait up,” it said. My God, her lover had no idea what he missed. But she would know, soon enough, that it wasn’t him who pleasured her so.

Her phone case had a little pocket at the back that held credit cards and company cards. I pulled out a company card and took a look. It said that she was a real estate agent. I pocketed the card. I just might have to visit her next open house.

NSFW: yes

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