I woke up to a strange noise coming from downstairs. I tried to ignore it, to go back to sleep, but my curiosity got the best of me. I slowly moved down the stairs, trying to be quiet. I stepped onto the floor and was suddenly grabbed from behind.
I was forced up against the wall and straddled by the stranger. They squeezed my thighs over and over, one then the other, until their fingers started caressing my clit. I tried to resist the pleasure, but it was overtaking me.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I demanded, trying to sound tough even as my body betrayed me.
The stranger turned me over so I could get a glimpse of them, and it was the creeper from down the street. I should have been scared, but instead, my body was on fire.
"I'm giving you what you want," he said, his voice low and husky.
He pulled my underwear to the side and shoved his hard, warm cock into my already dripping pussy. I tried to remain composed, but the passion and sensation was too much to resist.
He ripped at my shirt, licking and devouring my entire breast into his mouth. I tried to remain composed, but the pleasure was too much to handle. I grabbed his ass and shoved him deeper into me. I couldn't help but enjoy the roughness of the encounter.
He slammed into me again and again, our bodies slapping against each other. I tried to remain quiet, but the pleasure was building inside of me. I could feel myself getting close to the edge.
"Don't stop," I begged, my voice husky with desire.
He didn't. He continued to thrust into me, drawing out my orgasm. I could feel myself getting close to another one.
"I can't believe you're doing this," I said, my voice filled with disbelief.
He didn't respond, he just kept thrusting into me. I grabbed onto him, pulling him closer. I could feel myself getting close to another orgasm.
I cried out again as I reached my second climax. The creeper finally stopped, panting and sweating on top of me. I pushed him off of me, trying to catch my breath.
"You're a wild one," he said, giving me a playful insult before leaving.
I was left standing there, trying to process what just happened. I should have been scared, but instead, I was satisfied. I couldn't believe I just had sex with the creeper from down the street, but I couldn't deny that it was the best sex I've ever had.
I went back to bed, my mind racing with thoughts of the creeper. I couldn't wait for him to come back. I wanted more of him, even if it was unwelcome. I was a strong, controlling woman, and I was going to take what I wanted. And what I wanted was the creeper.
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