1. Rainy night surprise..


    Date: 5/26/2016, Categories: Anal, BDSM, First Time, Author: MrsAnaC, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Some Intro Notes: The following story is created for a very,inspiring, lets say, friend.. It does build up to a very rewarding ending, I just wanted to build up some tension before that, trying to describe a few of the many things that'd be going through my head in this scenario :) I do hope you enjoy it and get at least half as horny as I've gotten writing and thinking about it, over and over again >.<;......You can certainly NOT copy or redistribute this story as your own, for profit or not, don't be a pussy. :PHere goes: … I rush my left hand for the bag, struggle to find my keys and then jam them on the lock until I get them in and open the door. It’s late, or rather, it’s a very early Saturday morning… I’ve been out since 8pm and now, 6 hours later I’m dripping on my welcome mat just entering my house. I take the keys out of the lock, throw them inside on the table, then I just push the door behind me, letting it make a strong echoing noise, still unlocked but shut. I feel the cold water drips on my legs as I bend over to take my high black leather heels off, pushing them out of the way with my aching feet. I get my bangs away from my eyes, feeling the wetness of my hair as I almost start to make a puddle underneath me. It’s pouring outside, there are loud thunders, covering many little noises I fail to hear due to my ‘buzzed’ state of mind and body. The power appears to be off, I didn’t make much of it since it’s a bad storm and it often happens this way. It was ...
    perfectly sunny and warm when I had left earlier in the evening, I had no idea this would happen today; I do love summer storms though, I just wished one wouldn’t have caught me tonight.“It wasn’t bl**dy supposed to rain today….” – I told myself as I slowly took a few steps and tried to pull the zipper of my black dress open. It seemed stuck. I tried again, my hands shaking as my sight was blurry from all the wine I’ve had. I managed to get it halfway undone, then giving up and lifting my dress up to reveal the now ripped nylon stockings I’ve matched with my outfit and then, the laced underwear hidden until now… I grumble some curse words as I lift it all the way up, struggling to get it out over my head, despite it being stopped by my chest… As the dress is halfway on me and covering my head completely, I hear something hit the floor… It startles me, I rush to take the dress off quicker and see what had just happened since I haven’t been the cause of this disturbance. My hair got caught in the zipper, I arch my back to get it outand then I freeze… A bright lightning illuminates the hallway and I see a tall, bold and dark figure a few feet to my left… My heart starts to race, I try to have my legs take me away, but I can’t seem to move… After what felt like an eternity frozen in place, I get my hair out of the zipper’s claws and throw the dress down, turning around the room, panicked. I see nothing, except the perfume bottle on the floor, near where I thought I saw the figure… I ...
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