The Intruder - Sex Stories

The Intruder

... my fate. The man's lips drew thin and he growled angrily as he shook me hard. Then I saw the shadowy but unmistakable silhouette of a long knife appear before my eyes. "This ain't about you, bitch. You tell me where the drugs are and you don't have to bleed tonight! Your boy been selling his shit in my hood and this is the price of his disrespect. He took my sales and now it's payback time. So I'm gonna ask you one more time, bitch, where are the drugs!" Wide eyed in terror, I watched as the moonlight glinted of the razor-edge of that blade as it slowly moved closer to my face. I knew how thoroughly screwed I was. With a kilo of Meth in the house, Carlos and I would do as much time in prison for dealing as this man would do for stealing it. Calling for help was out of the question. There was nothing left for me to do. "It's-- it's under the bottom drawer of the dresser." I finally told him, sobbing uncontrollably. "Go ahead and take it, just pleeease, don't cut me!" "Under the dresser, is it?" he snarled and pulled the knife away. "Fine, don't fuckin' move and you might get through this alive. I'm telling you right now, bitch, if it ain't there, you are gonna feel pain like you never even dreamed of!" Pushing me back into the bed, he stepped away. A moment later the bright, directed beam of his Maglight came to life and I watched in a twisted blend of horrors as he pulled the drawer out and dumped it on the floor. When he reached into the opening, I was torn between my ...

... desire to live and my need for that stash of cash and drugs. When he removed the plastic wrapped bundles and dropped them into his bag, I felt as violated and defeated as I had when he first appeared in my room. Bitterness and anger overwhelmed my fear and I shrieked at him, "You have what you wanted, you bastard! That's everything we have. Now, get out of my house and leave me alone!" When he calmly zipped the duffle closed, I actually thought he might. But then, he turned the light around and let it slowly play up and down my body. "I would," he said with what might have been a touch of regret. "But I ain't done yet. Carlos violated my home and now, I got to violate his. I know it ain't gonna make you feel any better about what I'm about to do to you, but this really ain't as personal as its gonna feel. Still, it don't hurt that you are so fucking sexy." 'Oh, my God! He's going to rape me!' my mind screamed. 'This can't be happening!' I could almost feel his eyes burning into me as the light traveled over my body and I did my best to hide myself under the sheets. I swear, he just chuckled softly as he watched me squirm. "That ain't gonna help, girl. Besides, I think you're gonna love your first taste of black cock." Then, with one strong hand, he began pulling the covers toward the foot of the bed. 'No, please!' I whimpered as my feeble grip on those sheets failed and I watched in horror as my bare legs became exposed to his view. My heart was heaving in my chest as the dreadful ...