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Old 04-12-2013, 02:01 PM   #1
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Erotic Escapades of Elise: The Home Invasion Photo Shoot - Part One

Elise was once a nice shy girl, but that was a while ago. To help supplement their incomes, her and her new husband Keith, decided to embark on developing a website. Since Elise really loved the look and feel of sexy clothes, pantyhose, stockings, and high heels, that was the obvious choice. It wasn’t long before the website had a large following of men with a pantyhose and stocking fetish. She kept the site simple for several years, only allowing the pictures to show her mostly clothed with lots of exposed legs and midriff, but no nudity. Many times, she would get emails and regular mail (to a Post Office Box) from fans of the website, but occasionally she would also get stuff from the “weirdoes” as she called them. She once received a package in the mail from a fan in which he explained that he enjoyed many nights of masturbation using her pictures as fodder. The part that creeped her out the most was the fact that the fucker also included a plastic sandwich bag filled with his expressed seed. Therefore, despite the fun she and her husband had over the years, there were several pitfalls to the endeavor. Still, the constant flow of compliments from her fans fuelled her desire to continue, and over time, even step up her efforts, showing more skin and choosing sexier clothing.

Elise’s legs were her best asset, although one could not deny her face, breasts, and ass contributed to her fabulous looks. With lots of practice, Keith became a skilled photographer, adjusting the lighting just right to create the right mood for their chosen photo shoot. Later, Keith suggested they branch out into creating videos and it took several additional years on his part convincing her to agree, but soon she even began to enjoy the extra teasing it afforded her toward her fan base. She loved the attention and worked to make every photo or video session better than the one before. Her poses were creative and she especially enjoyed accentuating her shapely thighs in pantyhose, lifting the hem of her dress or skirt, exposing her ass, arching her back to thrust her ass toward the camera, or giving a hint of her trimmed bush by pulling the waistband of her hose down, while she lifted the front of a dress. She would pinch her nipples through her bra and seductively remove her top to expose her bra, showing ample cleavage. In a few of her braver photo sessions, she donned a sheer light blue dress, fully showing her breasts and darker areolas through the material. She often wore panties or thongs over her pantyhose, enabling their slow removal, exposing her ass and her crotch just under the gusset of the hose. In the videos, she always made the effort to slide her hands over her thighs, enticing the viewers to reach for their cocks. In one video, she talked about how she was excited to learn that her fans masturbated while viewing her photos and videos, encouraging them to continue, sliding her hands over her body with more fervor.

Because both Elise and Keith also had full-time jobs, their photo and video sessions had to be planned out and scheduled ahead of time. Elise worked as an administrative assistant to a mid-level executive in a large corporation in North Carolina, while Keith was self-employed as an independent information technology specialist. On rare occasions, his job required him to leave home at odd hours in response to another company’s internet crisis, once in the middle of one of their photo shoots, which they never completed. Keith was especially disappointed with it, since nearly all of their sessions led to some of the best sex he and Elise ever had. Sometimes on weekends, they would schedule time for multiple sessions back to back to take advantage of their time together. However, more than once, they did not make it to the third or even the second photo set because their wild sex between sets drained them of further ambition.

Now here they were, a full weekend to themselves, the promise of many photo and video sessions spread over the course of two days. It had been a long time in planning and anticipation. They needed these photo sets very soon, as they were due to post a new set the following Thursday and their folder of unpublished sets was empty. In addition, they had not posted a new video in over a month and the regular followers were beginning to protest. They had not yet decided which outfits Elise would wear, but she had several new ones to choose from and also having the skill to combine various garments into new combinations, they could most likely complete at least six sets and possibly two videos throughout the two days.

That Friday evening, Keith worked a few extra hours to ensure all his customers were satisfied and would not have difficulties over the weekend. Therefore, when he arrived at home, Elise was had already returned several hours before him, having time to change out of her corporate length skirt into a short leather one, re-fix her hair, and prepare some dinner for the two of them. As Keith opened the door that led from the attached garage, Elise set their dinner plates on the kitchen table.

“Nice timing Elise,” he told her as he set his workbag on the counter. “I’m starving. I didn’t have time for lunch again because that print shop’s server had another failure. I swear they have a poltergeist.”

“Well eat up hubby,” Elise said, snickering at his comment. “We can talk about the shoots once you’ve settled your stomach a bit.”

“Okay,” he said. “You talk, while I chew.”

Elise had purposely changed into Keith’s favorite skirt. She further stacked the deck by arranging their chairs close together at one corner of the table. This allowed Elise to tease him with her pantyhose covered legs while they ate. With Keith distracted, he ate slower than he normally would have for the degree of starvation he was currently experiencing. Elise soaked it all in. Although they didn’t plan to shoot any photos that evening, Elise wanted to take advantage of the time now and hopefully be better able to complete all of the sessions they planned without too many sexual interruptions the next day. Keith knew what she was up to and fully agreed with the silent plan she had begun.

“Okay, for tomorrow,” she started. “I think we should start with the baby doll. I’m going to wear the suntan hose and the black sling back pumps with it.”

With a mouthful of food, Keith only grunted in approval. He rarely criticized her selections, having learned she was not only extremely skilled at them, but also many of his ideas did not garner favor with her. However, he had been anticipating seeing her in that black negligee with rose-colored lace trim. He would have to fuck her silly when they finished with that photo set, he thought - so much for Elise’s plan of circumvention.

“Then,” she continued. “I want to try that outfit idea that Hoselvr suggested – you know, the glossy California suntan pantyhose with the shiny blue bikini that he sent me last month?”

“Umm, hmm,” Keith managed to mumble before taking another bite of food.

This type of photo set would be new to them, as they had never tried combining a two-piece swimsuit with pantyhose, although years before, a guest model on their website, Donna, had posted a photo set of that very scenario – most likely where Hoselvr got the idea as he was also a fan of Donna’s. Elise picked at her food and then took a small bite. She quickly chewed and swallowed, took a drink of her wine and then continued speaking.

“I still haven’t decided everything for the first video,” she told Keith. “I know we will be shooting Mel’s suggestion of the dressing and then undressing. I’m going to start with wearing the soft pink bra and panties, put on the coffee hose, then dress in the white blouse and this leather skirt as long as you don’t get something on it.”

She giggled, and then moved her hand to her left thigh, watching Keith’s eyes follow her movements. She seductively slid the hem of the skirt up her thigh another inch, exposing more leg. Keith paused with his fork suspended several inches from his mouth.

“Elise,” he said slowly. “I’m not going to finish eating if you start that next level of teasing already.”

She winked at him, but he did not notice, his eyes still fixed on her sexy thighs. She laughed then, pulling her skirt back down and lifting her hand away.

“Okay, Hubby,” she said in agreement. “Let’s both finish this while it’s still warm, then we can talk and play.”
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Erotic Escapades of Elise: The Home Invasion Photo Shoot - Part Two

Hoselvr had been of member of Elise’s website for many years. He did not particularly care for most of her stocking photosets, but he always looked them over because he just liked seeing her body. However, his computer hard drive contained every pantyhose photoset she ever made, which after so many years of being on the internet, numbered in the hundreds. In addition, he had downloaded all of her videos regardless of the legwear it featured. She had changed her hair color several times over the years as well as shortened it. Although he preferred longer hair, at least she hadn’t shortened it too much – as long as it was long enough to lightly brush the top of her shoulders, he was satisfied. Over the years, he made it a habit to post a positive comment about her most recent photo shoot posting. Her website had a Guest Book section where members were able to post comments and photo suggestions. However, too often some members chose to criticize Elise about the type of outfit she wore, or the lighting, or the location. It was always something. The worst of the comments were from those members who wanted Elise to start going fully nude on the website. Although, she had begun to lean that way, occasionally showing her naked breasts, she always used nudity in good taste and did not blatantly display her exposed crotch. Hoselvr enjoyed this newfound exhibition of her body, yet his favorite photo shoot was still the first one in which she wore the sheer light blue dress that allowed her breasts to show through the material – not really nude, but with plenty of suggestion. In addition to posting in her Guest Book, Hoselvr often sent Elise emails as well. Here he gave her compliments and photo session suggestions, to which she often replied. Over the course of several years, they had grown to trust each other, sharing a few details about their regular lives. Several times, Hoselvr purchased a dress or skirt and blouse for her photo shoots. Many times, he purchased pantyhose for her, providing her with several expensive brands such as Donna Karan and Wolford. Elise was always grateful for the gifts from a number of members and had even arranged for a post office box in her hometown to receive them.

In the morning after some breakfast, Keith spent an hour setting up for the first photo shoot, assembling several light stands, positioning their angle, testing them. Next, checking over his two digital cameras and the one digital video camera, he made sure they each had fresh batteries. He wouldn’t necessarily be using all of them at first, but he wanted to ensure now they were ready when he needed them. Early on in their website’s history, they often were plagued with interruptions because Keith had initially purchased cheap photo equipment. However, he learned quickly that quality equipment was well worth the investment. With the quality of the photos evident, it prompted numerous comments from Elise’s members on the increased photo resolution and sharpness of the videos produced.

Meanwhile, Elise made her own preparations. First, she showered, keeping the water slightly cool to ensure she did not get too warm before the shoot. Her nipples responded to the cool water, hardening and pointing their light pinkness. After she stepped out, she quickly dried herself off, slipped on a pair of suntan pantyhose and sat down on the bench in front of the vanity to put on her makeup. Not one to overdo her makeup, Elise had learned to prepare it simply – only enough to accentuate the natural beauty of her eyes and face. Once that was completed, she slipped the baby doll nightie over her head, letting is satin material slid down her body into position. Reaching her hands up, she adjusted her breasts in the formed cups of the negligee and slipped each spaghetti strap into place. She glanced down to see that it was fitting properly. It was a nice fit and she noticed her nipples poked the material out. Next, Elise retrieved her heels from the closet and slipped each on, admiring her silky legs in the full-length mirror on the closet door. She took the time to smooth out the pantyhose on each leg as she lifted them up to place the heels on her feet. With the simple, yet seductive negligee, Elise chose not to wear any panties. She had purposely made sure the pair of hose had an opaque gusset to stay modest in that area for this photo shoot.

Elise walked down to the living room where Keith had everything prepared. He looked her up and down, licking his lips in approval. Elise in turn wagged her finger at him, indicating he needed to curb his lust until they could complete the shoot. He gave her a playful pout with his lower lip, but stepped over to the camera on the tripod and motioned her to take her place. Elise walked a few steps to an outside corner on the far wall of the living room, leaning her back against it. Keith focused the camera and took a picture, Elise adjusted her position, and Keith took the next. They flowed through this routine in a well-practiced nature, having spent hundreds of hours in many photo sessions. Elise soon crouched down allowing the camera a view under the frills of the baby doll nightie’s bottom hem. Keith liked a position the best as it made his hardening cock grow.

As the photo shoot progressed, Elise shifted her position repeatedly, from standing, to crouched, to kneeling, to sitting. In each position, she slid her hands over her body, moving the bottom of the nightie up and down, exposing her legs and ass. At the end, Elise stood up again and playfully leaped into the air, her hair flying. Keith laughed and shot, catching her flying hair, the final shot fuzzy from the movement of her hair. When the shoot was over, Keith checked the picture count – 123. Not bad, he thought, not the largest picture set, but certainly not the smallest either. At no time did she remove any part of the negligee. Despite that, they both thought the shoot would please their members. Satisfied, they both sat on the sofa to rest. After several minutes, Keith put one hand on Elise’s thigh, while reaching his arm around behind her. Elise wanted the attention, but knew if she gave in to him so early in the day, they would not get much else accomplished. She quickly moved his hand out of the way, stood up and walked into the kitchen to retrieve a glass of water.

Keith sighed and stood up, checking the camera. With the size of the memory card in the camera, there was plenty of space for at least another set. When Elise returned to the living room, she handed him the half-empty glass and he drank it dry in one gulp. He set the glass down on the coffee table in front of the sofa, noticing the light lipstick marks on the opposite side of the glass from where he drank.

“What outfit are you going to do next?” he asked her as she started to approach the stairs.

“Want me to surprise you?” Elise asked him as she ascended the stairs.

“Well,” Keith replied, calling up to her as she continued to climb the stairs. “It won’t be that much of a surprise since we talked about everything you were planning to wear. That is, if you stick to the plan, which I know you don’t always do.”

He received no reply as Elise rounded the corner at the top of the stairs and entered the master bedroom to change. Keith fiddled with some settings on the camera while he waited. He was tempted to sneak upstairs to take a peek at what Elise was changing into but thought she might get angry, accusing him of delaying the next photo shoot. Just as he took a tentative step toward the stairway, his cell phone rang with his favorite ringtone. He reached into his pocket immediately and answered it.

“Hello, this is Keith,” he spoke into the phone.

The caller explained a rather complicated problem with their computer system that confused Keith quickly as they had no idea what the proper terminology was in his field. He let out a too audible sigh and agreed to check out their system, quickly writing down their address. Returning the phone to his pocket, he called up the stairs to Elise, breaking the news to her, hoping he could return in only a few hours. He grabbed a light coat and left through the garage door. Starting his car, he pushed the button to the garage door opener clipped to his sun visor, backed the car out of the garage, pushed the button again to close the door, backed out of the driveway and sped away.

What Keith did not see as he hurriedly drove away, was Hoselvr stepping around the far corner of the garage, and slipped inside.
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Erotic Escapades of Elise: The Home Invasion Photo Shoot - Part Three

Hoselvr spend months planning this moment, although in reality, he thought about it for over a year before he really made any of the actual plans aimed at the execution of his bold endeavor. About three months before, he knew he would be traveling to Greensboro, North Carolina for a conference. Having already sent numerous packages of clothing and pantyhose to Elise via her post office box in Greensboro, he knew she must live nearby if not directly in the city. Granted, the relationship Hoselvr built with Elise via email did not extend far enough for Elise to trust him to the point of revealing her home address. However, Elise was not aware of Hoselvr’s secret weapon – one of his college roommates worked for the post office in Greensboro, having transferred there from Chicago two years earlier. Still friends with Matt, Hoselvr kept in contact via email and telephone with him. Since Matt owed Hoselvr a large favor, Hoselvr had contacted him months before, letting him know of his up-coming trip. Matt jumped at the chance to get together with Hoselvr and said that would have to party together on one of the nights he was in town. Hoselvr then asked the favor, giving Matt a bullshit story about being friends with Keith years before but over the course of both of them moving to different states (Hoselvr had moved around a lot due to work), they had lost touch. Hoselvr told Matt the last and only address he had for Matt was a P.O. Box in Greensboro. Matt agreed to check the box card to see if Keith still held that box and give him the home address for Keith. The several days later, Matt texted the address to Hoselvr.

The next part of the plan had been both easy – getting Keith out of the house by posing as a new customer located over an hour away from the house – and difficult – getting Elise all dressed up when he arrived at her house. Of course, the last part wasn’t truly necessary – Hoselvr could still have fun forcing her to put on something special, but he wanted the initial moment of seeing her in person for the first time to be extra special. That is why he spent time emailing Elise to convince her and Keith to hold a photo session that weekend. It’s why he made the photo shoot request and sent Elise the latest outfit.

Hoselvr froze in the darkened corner directly inside the garage and waited for the door to fully close. Once that happened, he immediately worked his way through the two-car garage and into what appeared to be a laundry room adjacent to the kitchen. He paused there listening. Hearing no movement, he proceeded through the kitchen, dining room and into the living room where the extra photography lights still shone. Glancing around, he could see they had been involved in their photo shoots, but Elise wasn’t in the room. Then he heard her call down the stairs.

“Keith!” she said loudly, still in the bedroom. “Who was that? I didn’t hear what you said. I’m almost ready so I will be down in a second!”

Hoselvr moved quickly, ascending the stairs two at a time, moving toward the sound of her voice. He arrived at the entrance to the master bedroom just as Elise turned to look. She jumped and took a step back, then quickly fastened the last button on the gold satin blouse, leaving her hand resting on her chest protectively. Hoselvr could not believe his luck. All his planning and manipulation had led to this moment. Elise stood only steps away, looking as sexy as her photos. Before speaking, Hoselvr took the view in. Elise wore her short leather skirt, seen in several picture sets over the years. Above, she wore the sleek gold satin long-sleeved blouse. She wore suntan pantyhose and a pair of black heels. Her hair was simple and hanging down to her shoulders.

“Hello Elise,” Hoselvr said as she began to shake. “I finally get to see you in person after so many years of jacking off to your pictures.”

“W-what?” she said, her voice shaking. “Who are you? Keith! Keith! Who is this guy?”

“Oh he won’t hear you my dear,” Hoselvr said. “I sent him on a long errand. We have several hours to play like you’ve never experienced.”

“H-help! K-K-Keith!” she cried, taking another step back.

Hoselvr took several steps forward, closing the gap between them rapidly. Trapped with no direct way out of the bedroom, Elise stood near a corner of her vanity and the foot of the bed. Hoselvr had already cut off her escape toward the adjoining bathroom where she could have locked herself inside. She tried to think of how to escape, but all thought eluded her and she froze in fear. Then she let out a small weak scream as his hand touched her shoulder. Elise shuddered and then dropped to the floor like a rag doll. Hoselvr laughed as he looked down at her unconscious body. Her skirt had pushed further up her thighs, exposing nearly all of her silky legs. Hoselvr knelt beside her, lightly brushing the hair from her face, then trailing his hand across it, down her neck and rested it on her breast, squeezing lightly. Then, filled with lust, he began to grope her, squeezing her tits and thighs, sliding his hand everywhere over her body that her awkward body position would allow.

When he squeezed her left tit hard, she moaned slightly. Hoselvr stood back up and scooping his arms under hers, he lifted her up, rotated around, and dropped her onto the bed. Elise stirred and opened her eyes. Disoriented, she did not immediately recall how she got onto the bed or why a strange man was standing over her. Then, seeing the desire in his eyes, she was jarred back to the reality she now faced.

“W-what d-do you w-want with me?” Elise asked him quietly.

“Elise,” Hoselvr replied. “I want all of you. Your sexy body has been teasing me for years. Your legs in pantyhose, those tits you show so little. I want it all.”

“N-nooooo, please leave me alone,” she cried. “I have money…..I have it in my purse downstairs.”

“No fucking way,” he told her. “Your gorgeous body is going to be my payment.”

Elise stared, mouth open, shivering on the bed in fear. Unable to move, she watched Hoselvr sit on the bed beside her. He lifted a hand and again brushed the hair from her face, but immediately gripped her by the chin.

“For this to work,” he began. “You will have to cooperate. I don’t have all the time I would have wanted, but it should be enough for a few hours of fun with you. The more you cooperate, the less harm that will come to you. Do you understand?”

Elise nodded her head, a single tear trailing down her cheek…
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Erotic Escapades of Elise: The Home Invasion Photo Shoot - Part Four

Hoselvr released his grip on her chin, and then wiped the tear from her cheek.

“Aww,” he said. “Don’t cry baby. We are going to have fun together. You will enjoy it – call it a new adventure. I might even take a few pictures so you have something to share with Keith when he gets home.”

“He’s going to kill you when he finds out,” she said bravely.

“Yeah right,” Hoselvr laughed. “For all you know, he might like the idea of his wife being raped. It turns some men on. Trust me I know because I’ve written stories about it – by request of the husband.”

Elise’s eyes grew wide, thinking about the kind of person that would enjoy seeing their wife raped. Then she glanced around, thinking of a way out of the room and away from the man leering at her. She instinctively placed a hand over her chest, protecting entry to her breasts. Hoselvr saw the movement and reached up to pull her hand away. She resisted, but he raised his other hand, palm open. Elise leaned back, bracing for the slap of his hand, but still resisted with her hand. The slap came so fast she did not have time to prepare. Hoselvr’s hand struck her in the cheek, jarring her mouth. Her head snapped back, she let out a shriek, and sucked in a breath.

“Now,” Hoselvr said, nearly whispering. “Didn’t we already have a discussion about your cooperation, Elise? I thought you were smarter than that. You felt pain. To avoid it further, you will do what I say – and this time you will say it. Say you will do what I say.”
Hoselvr, still holding her hand, looked into her tear-filled eyes. He waited to see if she would comply. After a minute of crying, she sucked in stuttering breath.

“Y-yes,” she said tentatively. “I-I w-will do w-what you say.”

The crying flowed. Hoselvr allowed it, enjoying seeing the tears. As she cried, the tension in her hand and arm subsided, and Hoselvr easily move her hand away from her chest. He then began to unbutton her satin blouse starting with the top button. Elise was in a daze, not fully comprehending what was happening to her. In that state, and overcome with fear of another slap in the face, she watched with fascination as the first button was released, followed immediately by the second button. Soon Hoselvr had all her buttons unfastened and began pulling the blouse open.

I should do something to stop him, she thought. Then, her blouse was fully open. Looking down she saw her sheer white bra she had selected to wear for the photo shoot. I like how sexy this bra is, she thought, I hope it doesn’t turn this guy on too much. What is he really going to do with me? I bet he’s going to fuck me. I haven’t been fucked by anyone but my husband since I married him over 10 years ago. I wonder if it will hurt. Keith has always been so gentle with me.

Hoselvr interrupted her cloudy musings when he squeezed her tit hard through her bra. He then slipped his hand under the bottom of the bra and cupped her tit, moving his fingers to pinch her nipple. Although he preferred brown areolas, her soft skin, wonderfully shape breasts, and responsive pink nipples were satisfying.

“No please,” Elise pleaded as his hand touched her bare nipple. “Please leave me alone. I’ll do anything you ask, please don’t do this to me.”

Hoselvr ignored responding to her pleas, but relished hearing them just the same. He continued to fondle her breasts both through the sheer material and directly under the bra. Eventually, he lay down on the bed beside her, caressing her entire body. He could feel her muscles tense as his hands explored her legs, pushing the skirt up to gain better access. The feel of her legs was wonderful, silky, smooth, and well-toned. He was surprised then when she voluntarily opened her legs slightly when his hand trailed up her inner thigh and reached the crotch. It was definitely an involuntary move on her part as she simply responded the same way to his touch down there as she had numerous times with Keith after an especially hot photo session. She was shocked that she responded that way and instantly clamped her legs together upon her discovery of it. Hoselvr laughed, more lustily this time. He sat up and forced her legs apart again. She resisted only slightly, fearing another slap or his anger. He leaned in.

“Oh, excellent choice for this occasion Elise,” he said. “I see you chose to wear sheer-to-waist hose without a gusset. I hate those things, don’t you? They just get in the way. Here you can see the outline of those pretty pussy lips. Why don’t you reach down here and help me play?”

Elise simply stared, her legs fully exposed, skirt hiked up to her waist, unable to move as the strange hands felt her body, its intimate parts, exploring fingers sliding under the waistband of the hose, pushing in, helping themselves to the feel of her pussy lips, rubbing gently, encouraging her to respond. She jumped with a start when a hand tapped her on the cheek.

“I said,” Hoselvr said slowly, but forcefully. “Why don’t you reach down here and help me play? The question isn’t rhetorical Elise. It’s a direct request – one I suggest you follow.”

Elise slowly moved a hand down, but when hers bumped into the back of his, she pulled back. Hoselvr pulled his hand out from her hose and grabbed her hand, forcing it down inside the pantyhose, moving her hand up and down, fingers against her pussy lips. Elise closed her eyes, enduring, but not enjoying the treatment. Hoselvr sat further up, let go of her hand and stood up. Elise stopped rubbing, but did not remove her hand, fearing reprisal.

“Okay, enough foreplay Babe,” he said. “I’d like to begin the main course. Our time is limited and I don’t want to waste it on the appetizer. Get up.”

Elise rose from the bed and stood awkwardly next to Hoselvr, skirt still bunched up near her waist, blouse open and draping at her sides, bra covered breasts heaving in rhythm to her short, quick breathing. Hoselvr reached to her shoulders, guiding the blouse over them, letting the blouse slid easily off her body behind her. However, the cuffs of the sleeves were too tight around her wrists to allow them to pass her hands. Elise did not try to help him, silently refusing. Hoselvr left the blouse to hang off her hands, reaching behind her instead. This was the beginning of the part Elise dreaded. Soon she would be naked before him.

“N-no p-please,” she pleaded. “Please don’t do this.”

Hoselvr moved his face closer to hers, grinned widely, unhooked her bra, and pushed it up to cross her throat and drape on her shoulders. Next, his hand roughly pawed her tits, pinching her nipples hard, pulling them outward to harden them. Once they were erect from his attention, he flicked them with his fingers, before bending down to lick and suck them. Elise again closed her eyes, making a silent wish that Keith would return soon. She thought of some of the things this man had said earlier, evidently he had set this up, sending Keith on his errand. Then it hit her, the one person – a member of her website – that encouraged this weekend’s photo sessions was her big fan and cyber-friend – Hoselvr. She sucked in a breath.

“Oh my god!” she said exasperated. “You’re Hoselvr aren’t you?”

He paused and looked up at her, staring into her green eyes. He smiled then, but it wasn’t friendly. He released a heavy sigh, a small indication that discovery was not part of his plan.

“Yes, Elise,” he said quietly. “That’s me. I’m here on a trip and just had to make it extra special. As I told you before, you’ve been teasing with this hot body, fucking gorgeous legs, perfect tits, and the poses you do in your pics – wonderful. I couldn’t resist any longer.”

“But I thought we were friends,” she said, beginning to cry again. “I thought I could trust you. Please, let me go. I won’t tell Keith about this if you let me go now.”

Laughing nervously, Hoselvr returned to her tits, playing roughly. After many minutes, he straightened up and reached around Elise again, this time lower, finding the zipper to the leather skirt behind her. He eased it down, spread it open and let the skirt drop to the floor around Elise’s feet. Next, he grabbed Elise by the shoulders, pushing her onto the bed…
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Erotic Escapades of Elise: The Home Invasion Photo Shoot - Part Five

Elise screamed as she fell back onto the bed, Hoselvr climbing on top of her, preventing her from escaping. With her hands still trapped inside the sleeves of the blouse, Elise’s arm movement was severely limited, her body pinning much of the blouse underneath her. She panicked when she realized she couldn’t fight him off, twisting her body, attempting to roll him off her. She kicked her legs, but couldn’t get the right angle, only succeeding in lifting one of her legs between him, no leverage to harm him.

“Stop fighting my Vixen,” he teased her. “This is going to happen. I’m going to fuck you – twice even.”

Twice? – Twice, she thought. What does he mean by twice? Is he going to fuck me like this a second time, or does he have something else in mind? Having only had vanilla sex with anyone before, Elise had no idea Hoselvr intended to fuck her ass as well. Unless he wants a blowjob too, she though further. I think I could do that. I’ve had some practice with Keith. Maybe if I offered it now? He might agree and then decide to leave.

“Please stop,” she said. “I will suck your cock if you promise not to do anything else.”

Hoping this enticed him, she opened her mouth, forming a circle with her lips to demonstrate her willingness. Hoselvr grinned, but did not stop feeling her body. Instead, he took advantage of her pursed lips and kissed her hard. Elise tried to turn away, repulsed by his hard kiss. He in turn, grabbed her chin and turned her head straight, forcing the kiss on her.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned in anger.

Hoselvr stopped and lifted his head, smiling at her. Elise clamped her mouth shut, holding her lips tight together. He laughed in her face, causing her to add a scowl.

“The voluntary blow job is a nice offer, Elise,” he told her “but, I have been dreaming of your pussy enveloping my cock for so long, I can’t wait any longer.”

With that, he sat up and began to probe between her legs with his fingers. Next, he used both hands to work a hole through the thin unprotected material of her pantyhose. Once this was accomplished, he immediately began to probe her naked pussy lips, seeking them out, feeling them, and spreading them for access to her pussy. He went prone again, pressing on top of her, one arm reaching between her legs. Elise gave up on trying to kick and turn, feeling his full weight on top of her. Instead, she tried to talk to him, hoping to appeal to his better nature.

“Hose,” she started. “Please Hose, please stop this. I thought we were friends. Friends don’t do this to each other. Friends care for each other and are gentle. This isn’t you. I know it isn’t. I know you like women and pantyhose, but rape? That is not you. You are gentle with women, you make love to them, but not rape. Please don’t rape me, please.”

Hoselvr paused. In all his previous exploits – his co-worker Nancy, Cindy and Stephanie the school teachers, Katie the prosecutor and her athletic sister Amy, and most of all Mickey who was his favorite – never did any of them voluntarily say the word “rape” out load. He did recall forcing Mickey to say it, but that was different from this. Without replying to Elise, Hoselvr stood up and quickly pulled his shirt off and then undid his pants pulling them down to his knees before climbing between her legs again. His cock was already fully erect, and Elise stared at it, forcing herself not to compare its length and girth with Keith’s cock. Hoselvr shifted, lowering his cock toward her pussy. Elise shuddered, knowing what was happening, but feeling powerless to prevent it. Keith, please come home, she thought, as his cock began to enter her, its tip spreading her pussy lips to either side. With only the tip inside, he paused holding his weight above her body with his arms braced on the bed. Elise looked up to him, her eyes pleading. She tried to speak but no words would come as she formed her mouth to say them. She tried to lift her arms, hoping she could push against his chest to stop his cock from travelling further. Hoselvr made a kiss with his lips and then quickly moved his hips, plunging his cock deep inside her. He sighed loudly at the feel of her cunt around his stiff cock.

Elise let out a small pathetic cry as she felt him fully enter her. This was it, she thought, she was now officially a rape victim. Her mind was distant, thinking about rape, rough sex and manipulation – not regarding herself – not as the victim, but rather more clinically, as though she was analyzing a therapy client. Her mind trailed off further as she felt him slowly move his cock in and out. She tried to imaging this was just a fantasy or he was actually Keith playing a trick on her, messing with her reality.

Hoselvr forced himself to remain gentle, making slow rhythmic thrusts, avoiding slapping against her body, a slight separation before he reversed direction to withdraw again. After many minutes of gentle strokes, he slowly began to increase the speed of his thrusts, still taking full strokes, the tip of his swollen cock hovering at the soft entrance to her pussy for only a moment before his shaft plunged in once more.

“Wrap those legs around me Elise,” he commanded her between short quick breaths. “I want to feel your pantyhose slide against me.”

The sound of his voice startled her back to the true reality of her situation. She blinked her eyes and tried to comprehend what he just asked her.

“U-uh?” she stuttered.

“Are you telling me ‘no,” he asked her sternly. “That better not be what I heard!”

“N-no p-please,” she pleaded. “Th-that’s not what I said. What did you ask me? Please, I didn’t hear.”

“I didn’t ask you anything Elise,” he said, his voice less stern this time. “I told you to put your legs around me. You will slide those hosed legs on me. I want to feel your legs.”

Elise sighed, relaxing slightly as she realized his sudden anger subsided just as quickly and that he did not try to hurt her again. She slowly lifted one leg, swinging it over to rest against the back of his thigh. Then she slowly raised her other leg, crossing it with the first, wrapping his legs in hers. He shifted his hips so each of his thrusts now caused her legs to slide along his legs and push against his ass. One of his favorite sexual positions, he savored the feel of her body and pantyhose covered legs, his cock fucking her pussy, the feel of her soft breasts - but hard nipples - brushing against his chest on the end of each down stroke. Lust building now, his thrusts became more urgent, the strokes rougher, faster. Elise felt the change, knowing her compliance triggered him to fuck her harder. She closed her eyes, hoping to drift back into the fog that separated her mind from the reality. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open.

“Oh my god, Hose,” she cried out. “Please don’t cum in me. I’m not on anything. Keith always wears a condom. Please don’t.”

Hoselvr was too deep into the sensations to hear or care what she just said. He continued to pound deep into her cunt, feeling his balls tighten in preparation for the delivery of his seed. With renewed ambition, Elise tried once again to lift her arms and twist her body to roll her rapist off. Hoselvr felt her fight, shortening his strokes to keep the weight of his body closer to hers, preventing her from gaining ground in the struggle. Excited further by her actions, he grunted and gave one final, violent thrust deep inside her, and exploded.

“NO!” Elise screamed as she felt his hot load spray inside. “God, no!”

He grunted and pushed against her, his cock throbbing its sticky seed deep, as she continued to struggle under him. He groaned again, mouth close to her ear, feeling her hair on his face, her legs tightening around him, an involuntary reaction to the sensations she felt inside. With his load fully delivered, he stopped pushing against her. Lifting his head from the side of her face, he forced another, gentler kiss on her lips. Elise allowed the kiss without resistance, but quickly uncrossed her legs and dropped them to the bed, shocked by her reaction.

After resting on top of Elise for a few minutes, Hoselvr climbed off the bed and stood up.

“Please leave now,” Elise pleaded. “Please go and leave me alone.”

He sat back down on the bed beside her, brushed the hair from her sweaty face, and looked into her eyes.

“No Elise,” he said flatly. “We have more time. You’re going to play dress-up for me now.”

Elise stared at him, the tears beginning to flow…
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Erotic Escapades of Elise: The Home Invasion Photo Shoot - Part Six

“Now Elise,” Hoselvr asked. “What should we have you wear? Hmmm? It has to be something sexy. Something good to strut around in. Any ideas?”

Elise continued to stare, fighting the tears, uncertain what to do. She figured the more she could delay now, the better the chance Keith would be home before Hoselvr could take her again. If she cooperated, even offering up suggestions, that might be sufficient to stall.

“I don’t know,” she replied after some delay. “I know you like black hose, so I should find something that goes with my dark Donna Karan’s.”

She sat up on the bed, swung the blouse back up over her shoulders, and propped herself up by her elbows. Pretending she was deep in thought, she glanced toward the bedroom door, wondering if she could make a break for it. Hoselvr stood, blocking her view of the doorway. He fastened the top of his pants, but did not pull the zipper back up. His limp member dangled from the opening, a single drop of cum clinging to its tip.

To continue stalling, Elise got up from the bed, walked to the closet and fell into nervous banter with Hoselvr about the various outfits she had, going as far as asking him about his favorites, even though they had the same discussion via email several years back.

“Well,” he began, “I think a few of them go way back. The halter top from “Silver” – god that was so hot when you leaned back on the table. And “Midnight” – I loved that whole set – your black hose in the low light and the way your ass looked with the skirt stretched over it.”

Elise nodded in approval, recalling both photo shoots of which he spoke.

“I know I don’t have that silver top anymore,” she remarked. “God, that was so eighties. I’m not sure about the skirt either, but I doubt I have it. I like the true leather one much better than that fake one and so does Keith. If I recall right, you said one of your very favorites was the blue mesh dress, remember?”

“Yeah, I do,” he answered, returning to the bed. “But we are looking for something that will go best with black hose. Maybe some other time you can model that mesh dress for me.”

Elise stopped and turned to look at Hoselvr still sitting on the bed. Some other time, she thought. Does this guy think he can stop by and violate her whenever Keith wasn’t around? She shuddered.

“Um,” she stuttered. “I-I wonder about this one.”

Turning back toward the closet, she lifted a dress up where its hanger hung on the rod. It was a purple dress, possibly knee length, with horizontal ruffled bands crossing it. Hoselvr let his eyes rise and fall along the dress, imagining Elise wearing it. He then shook his head.

“Are you kidding me?” he asked in mild agitation. “You know damn well that will not work with dark hose. You’d better get serious here Elise. I’m getting the idea that you’re just fucking with me and wasting time.” He looked directly at her, seeing the surprise in her eyes. “Oh, that’s it isn’t it?”

He rose from the bed, approaching Elise quickly. She leaned into the closet as though the dresses and tops would protect her. Bracing from Hoselvr’s raised hand, she closed her eyes, whimpering quietly. The blow never came, for he pawed at her naked breasts instead, attempting to harden her nipples.

“Let’s continue here Elise,” he said softly, leaning his head toward hers. “Or I can just throw you down on the bed and fuck you right now. I don’t need you to have some hot outfit on to get off – it’s just a plus.”

Elise had done all she could to stall, but she knew it was not enough. If Keith had to drive over an hour away to reach the location Hoselvr had sent him, then she knew it would take him just as long to return, provided he discovered the ruse immediately upon arrival. However, knowing Keith as she did, he would most likely stop somewhere along the way, whether the liquor store or Home Depot – it didn’t matter which – he just had a habit of taking his time once a job was completed. She hoped that maybe he would make an exception to his M.O. suspicious of the false errand and she hope this might cause him to be alarmed for her safety.

“I-I think this would work well with black hose,” she said lifting a sheer black blouse from the rod. “You’ve probably seen this one. We used it about a year ago for the “All Sheer” shoot.”

“I remember that one,” he replied, still cupping one of her breasts. “The sheerness was hot. I could see your nipples underneath. So Elise, the thing I don’t get is why you don’t seem to play with your breasts and nipples in your shoots. You hold them, but if you played with them the guys would love it and it would certainly make your nipples more erect under the see-through material like this.”

“Hey,” she said. “I don’t want to get my members too excited. Look what it did to you? Here you are, fucking me and forcing me to do what you want – and you want me to get them more excited? You’ll be lucky if I don’t just quit the biz right now!”

“No,” he said apologetically. “I don’t want you to quit because of me. I’m just having some fun. Don’t worry about me pestering you like this all the time. I have other hot pantyhose models to choose from to force and fuck. Some of them may be retired, but I still want to take them anyway.”

Elise looked at him, wondering who the others were. The only other pantyhose models she ever interacted with were Donna, once featured on her own site, who retired over 10 years ago, and Adrianne, who quit the business several years back, despite it being her only source of income. She wondered if either of them were the models he was talking about, but decided not to push the issue. She turned back to the closet, pushing a few items to one side on the clothes rod, gaining a better view of others. Hoselvr dropped his groping hands and sat back down on the edge of the bed.

She picked through several items, lifting a sleeve to examine it closer, and then letting it fall as she moved onto the next possibility. Finally, reached a dress she bought on an impulse, but had not yet felt brave enough to try. In fact, even Keith hadn’t seen it – on or off her body. It certainly would look best with black pantyhose, she thought, pulling it off the hanger and holding it against her body. Without pointing the dress out to Hoselvr, she turned toward the full-length mirror on the bathroom door, twisting at the waist to help imagine what it would look like clinging to her body. Finally, she held it out away from her and turned for his approval.

Hoselvr looked at the panne velvet garment. The halter type dress was smooth and slinky, something a stripper or escort might wear – open shoulders, draping to mid-thigh, a combination of white, grey, and black swirling nebulous stripes. Hoselvr immediately began to imagine Elise in the dress with black pantyhose and very high heels.

“Oh yes. What do you have for high heels?” he asked her. “A pair with at least five inch heels I would think – like stripper heels?”

Elise carefully draped the dress over a forearm and walked back to the closet, pushing a group of clothes to the side to reveal the back wall of the closet. Hoselvr leaned out from the bed for a better view. The entire back wall contained a series of small box-like shelves, each the right size to hold one pair of shoes. Nearly all of them – and every box filled – were high heels of some shape and color. Many were black, but others tan, white, red, blue, and brown. Elise giggled nervously.

“I have more in the other bedroom,” she said, “these are just the main ones – the ones I like the best or that I wear often. I do have a pair of stripper heels as you call them and they are black. I think only black would go with the hose and dress.”

Hoselvr nodded in agreement. Elise pulled the shoes out of their shelf and then hooked the heal straps around several fingers of her hand on the same arm that the dress was draped over. Stepping back out of the closet, she walked to one of the dressers, opened the top drawer and scooped up a pair of black thong underwear.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing with that?” Hoselvr asked. “No crotch blockers.”

Elise shrugged her shoulders and dropped them back into the drawer, closing it with a slam. Next, she opened the second draw from the top and withdrew the pair of silky pantyhose. They were loose, without any packaging, indicating she most likely had worn them before or at least tried them on for fit. Hoselvr was already nodding in agreement again, with a wide grin when she turned to face him, hose dangling from her other hand.
Carrying the items, Elise stepped toward the adjoining bathroom, taking the time to glance at the clock on the nightstand beside the king-size bed.

“Where the fuck are you going?” he inquired.

“Just in here to change,” she answered innocently.

“I think not!” he said, his agitation returning. “I’m looking at your naked body right now. All modesty is gone I think. Besides, it’s just plain hot to watch you dress and undress - you should fucking know that already.”

Elise sighed. Walking to the bed, but on the opposite end from where Hoselvr sat, she set down all of the items and began to pull off her torn suntan pantyhose, followed by the blouse, having to unbutton the cuffs. He watched her, lust growing. Elise averted her eyes as she sat on the edge of the bed and pulled on the black hose, one leg, then the other, smoothing each up her thighs and adjusting the waistband. She stood back up and turned to pick up the dress. Hoselvr was leaning back on the bed, eyes wide, watching her every move, his growing cock in his hand, stroking it slowly.

Elise turned her eyes way again, embarrassed by his attention and his sexual action. She assumed Keith masturbated, but never brave enough to enquire when and how he did it. She wondered then, if he used her pictures to stimulate his thoughts or if some other women were his “go-to-girls.” She wasn’t even sure if actually did jack off, but all guys do, right?

She stepped into the collar dress, pulling it up her body, struggling to bring the front and rear flaps together to attach at the collared neck. She already knew the dress was not designed to wear with a bra, also realizing that Hoselvr would not have tolerated one. The tight nature of dress made the material cling to her body and she had to reach in through the shoulder openings in the front to adjust the position of her breasts. Once the dress smoothed out correctly, she glanced at the clock and then at Hoselvr. He had let go of his cock, which stood straight out, swollen and ready for action. He motioned for her to step into the middle of the room, and then twirled his finger in place, indicating for her to turn around. Hoselvr watch her legs as she moved. The pantyhose shone in the late morning light streaming through the bedroom windows. He resisted the impulse to pounce on her immediately, instead choosing to let her turn, watching the curves of her body and legs in the dress. The dress fully exposed her shoulders, including her shoulder blades on her back.

“Play with your nipples,” he commanded her. “I want them hard. Make them stick out through that dress.”

Elise complied, at first tentatively lifting her hands to her breasts and lightly touching her nipples through the dress, but then sliding her hands under the dress through the shoulder holes to gain better access. Elise glanced quickly again at the clock, but Hoselvr noticed her eyes.

“I’m wondering about Keith too my dear,” he told her sarcastically. “We might have to take some precautions just in case he shows up too early.”

“W-what do you mean by that?” she asked now concerned for her husband’s safety.

“Oh,” he told her in a mocking tone. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to hurt him if that’s what you are worried about, but I think we should move this party downstairs where I have a better chance at a get-away if he comes when I’m still here. That would be a pity, especially if he does before I can cum in one of those sweet holes of yours.”

All the talk of clothes, shoes, and pantyhose had distracted Elise enough that the thought of rape had not crossed her mind. From the moment he had first said she was to change into another outfit until now, she only thought about dealing with an obsessed fan from the website, not this.

Abruptly standing, Hoselvr gathered up his clothes and began to push Elise toward the bedroom door. She stumbled in the high heels, but recovered quickly and began to walk, keeping pace far enough ahead as to not provoke another shove. When they reached the main floor, he tossed his clothes on one end of the large sofa, and then he grabbed Elise by a shoulder, turning her toward him. Reaching around her with an arm, he pulled her close to himself.

“And now Elise,” he said quietly. “Let’s begin round two.”

Elise tried to pull away, but his strong arm held her fast. She closed her eyes, wondering when Keith would return to save her and what Hoselvr had in store for her this time…
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Erotic Escapades of Elise: The Home Invasion Photo Shoot - Part Seven

Escape was not possible now Elise realized as his hands gripped her around the waist. Whatever was in store for her, she would have to endure it to the end now. Strongly doubting Keith would come to her rescue in time, she resisted Hoselvr’s crushing squeeze, their bodies pressing close, his willing – hers not. He cupped her buttocks in his strong hands, mauling them, lifting them and feeling them drop, spreading her cheeks apart through the hose and dress. Next, he slid his rough hands over her body, feeling the material of the dress as they passed over the curves of her form. He cupped and squeezed her through the dress, enjoying the feel of material and flesh beneath. She tried one more time to reason with him, hoping to appeal to his friendship.

“Please let me go,” she pleaded near tears. “I don’t want this. Please, you have to stop. We can just sit and talk. I know you’ve always wanted just to talk to me like we’ve been friends forever. Please…”

“Elise,” he began to say slowly, “I will take this body. You can’t stop me. Pleading with me, helps keep me hard. I like that. You will too once you feel me inside you again. I know you like it hard and fast.”

“No please,” she cried, the tears now flowing.

Hoselvr felt her body more, and then paused. Elise stopped her sobbing short, wondering.

“Okay,” he started to tell her. “We don’t have a lot of time, but I promised you we’d take some pictures of you to share with Keith. I’m going to start shooting and you’re going to pose in that hot dress as though I was Keith. Start moving!”

Elise jumped when Hoselvr shouted out the command. She shook in place, and then began to glance around thinking this would be her last opportunity to escape. Before she could formulate any kind of plan, he was at the camera facing her again. Not wanting to anger him, she awkwardly began to move her body into several successive poses – it looked as though she was dancing in slow motion – but without any emotion. He worked the camera and she heard the shutter sound several times. Then, he stood back up frowning.

“Bull shit!” he said. “You’re just fucking with me now! Get with it or I can forget the pics and just fuck you hard right now. Which do you prefer?”

She certainly did not want to be raped again if she had an alternative that he was willing to offer. She immediately started to pose better, relaxing as she progressed. Hoselvr continued to focus and shoot numerous pictures. As she progressed, he grew increasingly excited. This had been one of his dreams – to be the photographer for a pantyhose fetish model. The various poses she chose were interesting and accentuated her curves. As she moved from one pose to the next, Hoselvr rubbed his growing cock sticking out of his pants. She continued her sexy poses until she began to pull her dress up, fully exposing her legs and ass. At this point, Hoselvr lost control, left the camera and hurried back to Elise. Seeing him come at her, she instinctively pulled the dress back down to its full length, feeling vulnerable as it only covered about half of her thighs. She wished she had chosen something more modest to go with the dark pantyhose.

Hoselvr grabbed her around the waist as he had before going to the camera. A thought of déjà vu’ crossed Elise’s mind, mainly the fact that her potential opportunity to escape had passed again. She was at his mercy. He pressed their bodies together, forcing a kiss upon her lips. She did not resist, not wanting to anger him, hoping if she cooperated fully, there would be no pain involved this time. Next, he took a small step back, separating their bodies. Elise waited. Suddenly, the strong hands grabbed her and spun her around violently. Elise stumbled in the high heel shoes, unaccustomed to their height, only his grip saved her from falling. She didn’t welcome his save, for it only kept her in his grip. Elise faced the sofa in her living room. She could feel the hot photography light nearby, still glowing white from the photo session earlier that morning and minutes ago. How much time has passed now, she wondered. She did not have the luxury of a clock in this room – only the dining room and kitchen had clocks on this floor of the house. She always wore a watch for work and often wore it in photo shoots, but for today’s outfits she chose not to wear one, as the wrist cuffs of the gold blouse were too tight to accommodate the watch.

Hoselvr brought her back to reality when his rough hands began to slide under the side of the dress near her breasts. He cupped them, and then began to pinch and pull her nipples, forcing them hard once more. He leaned his head in and moaned in her ear, not a romantic, gentle sound, but guttural, like the sound of an animal issuing a warning. Elise began to notice a change. Earlier, his hands had not been this rough – insistent and uncaring. His lust had built to a head that he seemed unable to control now. He molested her tits, forcing them to change shape in his grip, pinching and pulling at them, cupping and squeezing. Keith had always been gentle with her, taking care that she was always comfortable with the actions he took. This man did not care for that, fueled by lust alone – hurting her, pawing and mauling solely for his own pleasure – she was only an object of flesh. She could feel his cock press against her ass, its growth evident in the size. The soft tissue of her breasts grew painful as the abuse continued. Finally, relief came when he removed his hands, immediately sliding them down her sides to the hem of the dress, pulling it up over her ass to bundle at her waist. His hands transferred to her pantyhose, sliding along the sheer material, squeezing her thighs, and then her ass. Soon fingers began to probe between her legs.

“Spread -em,” he commanded.

She complied; unsure if any alternative existed in her little world. The fingers continued their search, seeking the soft spaces of her pussy through the pantyhose. Many minutes passed as his hands and fingers probed her, painful thrusts, hose ripping in response.

Another command “Spread them more.”

Again, she complied with his wishes, spreading her legs wide as she stood on the floor, balancing on the heels, ankles flexed and sore. The hole became larger, whole hands now entered through the hose, many fingers probing deeper inside her pussy, stretching it further than she thought possible. She whimpered in pain as the probing transformed into hard thrusting. Just when she felt she could endure no more, it stopped. His hands pulled away. She let out an audible sigh. Suddenly the hands upon her again, they insistently grabbed her breasts. Soon she felt one hand release the Velcro closure on the collared neck of the dress. Hoselvr roughly pulled the front and rear dress panels down to hang at her waist. With her breasts free, his hands snatched at her tits, pulling at them violently, seeking the hard nipples. While cupping her breasts, Hoselvr led her closer to the sofa, steering her toward one end. She shuffled stiffly in the heels, unsure of the plan. Next, she heard his belt buckle and then the sound of his pants dropping to the floor behind her. She felt his naked cock press against her, their flesh touching though the widened hole in the pantyhose. His hand were all over her body, touching, cupping, squeezing, pinching, and pulling.

His stiff cock pushed against her. While still groping her body with one hand, he pushed her with the other, forcing her to bend over the arm of the sofa. With her leaning over, his hand trailed down her back and across the cheeks of her ass. He shifted his body apart from hers enough to grab and stroke his cock before thrusting it in her pussy. He shoved it inside her all the way in a single thrust, his body slapping against her ass. He pumped in and out of her for several minutes. Elise hoped he would cum soon so he would leave. Then, he pulled his cock all the way out, grabbed it again and started to push its tip into her ass.

It was then she realized the plan. She was about to be sodomized…
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Erotic Escapades of Elise: The Home Invasion Photo Shoot - Part Eight

The tip of his cock slid in and then he stopped, watching her reaction. It did not take long.

“NO!” she shouted in horror. “No, please god no! Stop it – it hurts, oh god it hurts! Please don’t do this to me. My god – this is so wrong, please no!”

Hoselvr grinned in pleasure, hearing her pleas and cries. He shifted his hips, causing his cock to slide in further. Elise screamed loudly, feebly swinging her arms behind her to push Hoselvr off her. She panicked as his cock slide further in. She could not imagine anything more painful, uncomfortable, or revolting than what was happening to her. She screamed more, trying to increase the volume, hoping someone in the neighborhood would hear her and respond. She sucked in hard breaths in hopes of sustaining the scream, but she had to stop the effort, forcing the rising bile back down.

Hoselvr continued to push his cock inside her ass and Elise continued to scream in measured bursts, but their volume dwindled as she progressed, wearing her out. She tried to block the pain out of her mind, but it was nearly impossible. His girth spread her open, his hands clutching her hips to help run it into her. She dug her fingernails into the cushions of the sofa hoping it would help her to endure. Finally, he stopped forcing himself inside. She had a brief respite from the pain before another more intense wave struck her as he withdrew and thrust again.

“Oh god, please stop!” she cried out between the screams and tears. “Don’t do this to me.”

The pain continued to strike her in waves with the crest coming as Hoselvr’s thrusts reached their peak inside of her and their bodies slapped together. Elise buried her face in the sofa cushion, biting the fabric, hoping the pain would end. Each of his thrusts sent pain through her entire body, she thought.

Elise tried to take her mind off the pain, but it continued to hold the central point of her thoughts. She wondered then if this pain was similar to the level of pain women endured in childbirth. If it was, she would request an elective Cesarean section if she ever became pregnant, she thought. Then, that thought led her back to her initial fear when Hoselvr had fucked her, his cum filling her pussy. Was she already pregnant from his seed? The fear of such enveloped her thoughts but did not retract them enough to forget the pain she was enduring.

Still pounding into her unmercifully, Hoselvr grabbed her by the hair, pulling her upper body off the sofa cushions. He roughly pawed at her tits with his other hand. Using her hair to pull her onto his cock, he continued to fuck her ass. With new pain added to her collection, Elise cried in broken sobs. Looking over her shoulder, he saw the smeared multicolored stains of her make up on one of the cushions, looking like an abstract painting rejected by Picasso.

“S-stop!” she cried, but her voice began to crack. “P-please leave me alone. I c-can’t handle this pain.”

She continued to cry, tears streaming down her face and dripping onto the sofa cushions. Desperate to end the pain, she thought of a tactic to try to get him to stop pumping into her ass.

“Please stop,” she choked out between sobs. “P-please f-fuck my pussy. H-Hoselvr, I want you to fuck my pussy. I need it bad. Please do it.”

Hoselvr paused in mid stroke. She was begging for a pussy fuck to prevent the pain, he thought. He might just have to accommodate that request – with a twist. His pumping resumed for several more strokes, and then he withdrew his cock and shoved it violently into her pussy, ramming it all the way in one stroke, slapping against her ass cheeks. As soon as he withdrew, Elise expelled an audible sigh of relief. Then, he released her hair, moved his hand to her back and forcefully pushed her face down into the sofa cushions. Elise did not mind this – for the pain had subsided and without him gripping her hair, it was now even better. She turned her head to the side and let out another audible sigh, almost as though she was now enjoying the pussy fuck.

“You like that Elise?” Hoselvr asked her in a mocking tone. “You like my cock in your pussy?”

Elise moaned – faking the enjoyment – hoping it would encourage him to continue this way until his cum entered her once again. She closed her eyes and waited while he thrust into her. Then he withdrew his cock again. Elise’s eyes snapped open. Before she could react further, his cock rammed violently into her ass. Hoselvr pounded relentlessly – her screaming renewed. Then he laughed. There was no cheer in it – it was pure evil. He had played her and she knew it. The pain would only end when he finished and went away. Hoselvr began to count.

“One, two, three,” he said then pulled out and entered her pussy. “One, two, three.”

He settled into a rhythm – thrusting three times in her pussy and then repeating it in her ass, each thrust accompanied by a slap on her ass. Elise shrieked with each slap, but soon pressed her face into the sofa cushion, seeking its support. Once again, Hoselvr increased her pain by grabbing her hair with his free hand. The pain was all around her.
Soon the thrusting increased, his body slamming into hers with abandon. After several missed approaches while switching holes, Hoselvr fully concentrated his efforts on her ass alone. His relentless pounding made her entire body soar. Her head hurt from the hair pulling. Her neck and shoulders hurt from being pressed into the sofa. Her ass from the slaps and the cock reaming. Her legs pressed against the sofa arm.

Then she heard a change in his breathing, punctuated by grunts. The ass slaps continued, as did the violent thrusts. Each time he slammed into her, his cock deep in her ass, he would pause, pulling her hair, pushing against her, trying to go deeper still. Her crying sobs continued as well, an occasional whimper escaping. This was her entire world – the pain and horror of the moment – occupying all her thoughts.

Hoselvr released her hair again, but before she could move, a hand curved around her throat, holding her in place. Another hand clutched her tit, squeezing hard. Hoselvr’s thrusts reached their climax speed. The arm of the sofa dug further into Elise’s thighs as he slammed one last time into her. His cock shuddered, throbbing cum deep inside her ass. Elise screamed out as Hoselvr’s finger dug deep into the soft flesh of her breast – then she stopped suddenly as his other hand squeezed the air from her throat. The throbbing continued as she struggled for air, moving her legs, fighting for life, tears running down her face, silent sobs.

As unconsciousness began to envelope her, she felt his cock throb again, his hand releasing her throat. She sucked in a breath, choking on the fresh air – coughing.

“Was it good for you too?” he asked her as he pulled her upright.

Elise said nothing as she heard the quiet rumbling of the garage door. Hoselvr heard it too, but did not immediately recognize it. Only when Elise released a long sobbing sigh did he know what it meant.

Hoselvr quickly pulled his cock out of Elise’s ass, cum dripping on the area rug. He pulled up his pants, grabbed his shirt and sprinted toward the front door. He was on the neighbor’s lawn then, gaining speed when Keith walked into the living room to find Elise sitting on the edge of the sofa, naked from the waist up. She was shaking uncontrollably and crying in a way he had never heard before.
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