CHAPTER FIVE — DAVID
I hear a loud crash, and it jolts me awake. What the fuck?
When I'm close enough to see them, I drop the bat.
It takes me a second to make out the girls in the moonlight, but I recognize at least one of them, a brunette with curly hair.
It seems like there are five of them. And then, in the back, Stephanie.
Something between a smirk and a grimace is written across her beautiful little face.
I'm surprised. I mean, at this point, it's almost like she's purposely coming up with ways to get in trouble.
The thought definitely wakes me up. I feel my blood start to pump faster through my body as I start to think about all the little things I've been wanting to do to her.
I've been purposely trying to hold off on fucking her.
I know it's silly, but in my mind, until I've done that, there's still some boundary that hasn't been crossed.
Yeah, I know that if this were to get out, I'd be in trouble already.
But as long as I don't have sex with her, at least I have some defense — or at least that's what I've been telling myself.
But if she keeps pulling stunts like these, I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to hold out.
As satisfying as everything we've done has been—spanking her round little ass and watching her squirm…
feeling her bratty little mouth wrapped around my cock—it's only made me hungrier.
If anything, it's made me more unfocused.
At work today, she kept popping up into my mind, like an intrusive thought.
Images of her bent over my desk, against the wall.
Her holes filled. If anything, maybe I need to fuck her just so that I can reclaim my time and attention.
I walk towards the girls, and right as I approach the window, they scurry away.
I peer outside and notice some brown shards.
Then I notice dirt. They knocked over a potted plant.
I feel a small flare of anger, and then a sick sense of satisfaction as I imagine how I can use this to justify taking out my most depraved fantasies on Stephanie.
I almost wonder if she did this on purpose. If she did… I can't say I mind.
I contemplate texting her right now, or calling her, but I decide against it. She's clearly having fun with her friends, and I don't actually give a shit about the plant. It's late. I think I'm ready to go back to bed. I'll punish her in the morning.
I turn and start heading towards my bedroom.
Just when I'm about to go back to sleep, my phone lights up.
Who would be texting me at this time? I click on my texts.
It's from Stephanie… and it's the very LAST thing I'm expecting.
It's a video. Or more specifically, a porn video.
Not of Stephanie, though. Of what I presume are porn actors/actresses.
What the hell? Why would she send me this?
My phone pings. It's a text from her.
Truth or dare. This is what I want you to do to me.
I'm so tempted to respond, but I know that all the girls will be watching. And I don't know exactly what she's told them, but I don't need to get myself in any more hot water. No, the smartest thing is to say nothing.
I click on the video, though. I'm curious. What do you want me to do, Stephanie? Dirty thoughts swirl in my mind as I wait for it to load.
As soon as it's loaded, I click the play button. Within seconds, I feel my cock grow in my boxers. Before I know it, my hand is wrapped around my shaft.
In the video, a pretty blonde girl is sleeping.
A man in black approaches her bedroom door.
It's a sliding glass door from the outside.
He slides it open. Should have locked it, I think to myself, remembering how Stephanie left her door unlocked last week.
I'm pretty sure it was intentional, which is why I went in and did what I did.
Just remembering that makes me grip my cock harder.
Remembering her body writhing, her eyes staring at mine pleadingly as she lost control.
God, she was so fucking beautiful when she came.
In the video, the intruder moves quietly at first, pulling out some type of restraints and moving to wrap them around the girl.
Probably unrealistic, but he somehow manages to slip them on her without her waking up.
He's got three of them on her—basically tying her spread-eagle to the bed—by the time she finally wakes up.
When she does, and she realizes the position she's in, he quickly moves to tighten them and secure the fourth one.
I think some of them are zip ties, so it doesn't take long.
Then, before she knows it, she's tied to the bed on her back, each limb tied to one corner.
She's wearing a light pink nightie. He easily pushes it up her body.
She's wearing pale pink panties. He starts teasing her, running his fingers around the edges of her lace thong.
She shakes her head, but then lets out a little whimper.
He slips a finger in, and then she moans.
His other hand reaches up under the nightie for her breast and pinches.
Her back arches, and she starts breathing harder.
The man pumps his fingers in and out of her cunt, and then moves the panties to the side and begins licking her clit. The girl starts moaning louder, moving her hips. Before long, she's practically screaming, and clearly orgasming.
Fuck, I'm rock hard. I imagine Stephanie in that position, me toying with her body, using her exactly as I want.
Then, after the girl has had an orgasm, the man undoes his pants and unleashes his cock.
He slides into her hard. Her little body bounces from the impact, but she's tied to the bed.
He starts thrusting violently, and she whimpers, but bites her lower lip.
He slaps one of her tits, and she arches her back, moaning.
He starts rubbing her clit as he fucks her harder.
The entire bed starts shaking, and I stop watching the video, focusing instead on myself.
I think of Stephanie. I imagine pinning her down and using her as I please. Is that her fantasy? Does she want to be tied down so I can have my way with her? Well, I can certainly make that happen.
It's almost impossible to fall asleep, but I have things to do the next day. I can't afford to be up late. I think about Stephanie on the bed, and then I imagine flipping her over and fucking her ass. I explode, and I'm surprised by how much comes out. I feel like I'm a horny teenager again.
At least I can focus now and finally get some rest. I clean up and go back to sleep.