eavesdropping

[gduke]

I'd been watching her for months. She was fucking hot, and her old man was a dork. The back of their house faced mine across the alley and I saw them coming and going out back. We'd exchange pleasantries, but no more. Her name was Nina. His was George or something.

A few times the back door was left open, and I got a few tantalizing details of their personal lives. After that I was hooked. I blew a couple of hundred bucks at one of those online places that sell spy crap and took up eavesdropping as my hobby. I kept the back room of my place dark, and listened. Of course I watched, too - but never got to see so much as her underwear. That was alright, though. Sometimes even seeing isn't as good as KNOWING. Besides, I was working on getting the whole show.

Then I got my break. He was going away for a week to see his family, and she stayed home to work on her thesis. "I won't be answering the phone," she warned him sternly. "I need this time to focus".

Hours later he called from his destination. The phone line crackled a bit, but I could hear everything they said:

"I told you not to call. I'm really busy. I have to get this paper done and you're not helping. I'll call you in a day or two." Her end clicked to silence without so much as a goodbye. He hung up after a dejected sigh. What a bitch. He was a dope for putting up with it.

A few minutes later she was on the phone again. "Yeah, let's do it!" she bubbled. One of her girlfriends had called and they were scheming for a night out. Now that her old man was gone, she had all the time in the world, paper be damned. I pressed my eye to the telescope waiting for her to leave. After an eternity her girlfriend's horn beeped put front and the last light went out.

Night soon fell and I crossed the alley, unseen. For a while they had kept a spare key under a rock out back. Of course I noticed this and had plenty of time to make a copy for myself. I let myself in disturbing only the cat who was content to go back to licking her ass after she saw me. I had some time to kill, so I looked through her underwear, checked the DVD's for homemade porn and such. Decent panties, but no smut.

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I heard keys in the door and took my place. There was a laundry room with slatted doors that gave me a decent look at the living room. The lights went on and I saw her come in - WITH ANOTHER GUY! Fuck! All I could do now was watch and wait.

She was in a really slutty dress and they were both shitfaced. She put on one of the crappy jazz CD's I had seen and they sat on the couch. They were sucking face and he started to get grabby. She kept pushing his hand away from her tits but finally relented and he slipped a strap off of her her shoulder. One of her gorgeous, braless tits fell free and her thumbed her nipple. They played around like this for a while until he got impatient and pulled out his cock. He was rubbing it and tried to push her face down onto it. She freaked out.

"What are you doing, asshole? What makes you think you can stick that thing into my mouth? FUCK YOU!" She shoved him toward the door, her tits bouncing around and him zipping his erection back into his slacks. She slammed the door shut and he screamed at her from the front walk, "Crazy bitch!"

She broke down in a sobbing heap on the living room floor, cheezy saxophone still whining in the background. Within a few minutes she had passed out.

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When she woke up her hands were cuffed behind her back and she had a pillowcase over her head. I had a fistfull of fabric holding it tight around her neck. She was fighting me as I forced her into the bathroom. It was in the center of the house and anything that happened here would be inaudible to the neighbors.

"Get the fuck off of me" she protested.

"Shut up, cunt"

"CUNT? Who the fuck do you think you are?"

"I'm the boss, bitch" and I stuffed her head into the toilet and gave her enough time there to get worried. I pulled her wet head out and she was gagging and gasping for air. I used one of her kitchen knives to cut a hole for her mouth. Spit and phlegm spewed out of it. "You're gonna do what I tell you to do, when I tell you to do it." I rammed her head back into the toilet.

Significant gurgling later I hauled her face back out, where I could get to it. She was trembling and whimpering. Whimpering turned to crying when I cut the rest of her dress off. The knife made short work of the panties, too. I stuffed them into her mouth.

With her facing me I picked her up and set her on the counter, by the sink. Her crotch was level with mine, now and I dropped my pants to the floor. I pressed against her and felt her pubic hair against mine. She wasn't the least bit fat, but her thighs were thick and she had a round ass. I rubbed a hand on the inside of her thigh and twirled a finger around her cunt opening.

"Nnnnnnnnngh!" she squealed through her sliced underwear.

"That's it. I've had it with your shit." I pushed her off the counter; she fell and hit her head on the door.

"Mmmmmmmph!"

"Shut up, whore." I pulled the panty gag out of her mouth and put the knife to her throat. She froze. "Open your mouth, slut!" I rammed my cock through the pillow case hole and into the back of her throat. She gagged with my balls against her chin and I slid out and rammed it home again. She raked me a bit with her teeth and I rewarded her by digging the knife into her neck just enough to draw blood. "Don't fucking bite me, cunt." She felt the warm trickle down her neck and opened her mouth big enough to throw in a baseball. I reamed her gagging piehole till I was hard as a rock and then pushed her face to the floor. Her ass was in the air and my boner was bobbing around waiting for a treat. I slathered her asshole with lotion from the medicine chest as her sniveling escalated in pitch.

I rubbed the head of my turgid cock on her rectum and she started begging. "No, no, no, please don't please, I'll do anything else, please..."

I laughed and said "If you were this obedient when it mattered, this wouldn't be happening." I pushed my member heartlessly through her anal canal. She screamed into a pile of dirty laundry that had spilled from the hamper during her struggle. It was so tight I thought I might tear her. I looked down and sure enough, blood was dripping from my balls. I was ready to shoot my load.

I jerked her head up off the floor, and stuck my rigid, bloody erection into her mouth. She gagged convulsively as I pumped an enormous wad of semen down her throat.

I stood up and composed myself as she wept bitterly on the floor. Once sorted, I knelt down and spoke softly into her ear. "You're the only one who knows I was here. Keep your mouth shut about this little visit, and no one will find out about you bringing home barfucks while your husband is out of town. Think about it, cunt."

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I watched and listened for many weeks afterward. She never breathed a word.