The Burglars

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Mia and Tim are fast asleep.  They lie naked in each other’s arms in the warm queen-sized bed of their suburban home.  They have no idea what a strange night it is going to be.  It all started around two AM.  A car’s sound could have woken them, but it didn’t.  Neither did the slamming of two car doors or the footsteps hurrying toward the house.  But suddenly, there’s a loud crash of a window breaking.

Startled, Tim sits up in bed, looking around the darkened bedroom in confusion.  Everything seems normal, which means the window breaking must have been an accident of some sort.  The wind blows outside, and he can see the tree shadows moving.

“What is it?” Mia asks quietly, just waking.

“Not sure,” Tim whispers.  “I’ll go and see.”

Tim slips out of bed and leaves the bedroom naked.

“Be careful,” Mia mumbles, already drifting back to sleep.

Tim smiles.  Yeah, it’s probably nothing.  Just the wind.”

He goes into the living room.  Splinters of glass are scattered over the couch from a broken window, gleaming in the moonlight.  But no one is there.   Relaxed, he checked the other rooms in the house.  No one is anywhere.  ‘Good.  Nothing to worry about,’ he thought.

TIM,”  Mia suddenly yells.

He hears the panic in Mia’s voice, crying out from the bedroom.  He hurries back but freezes in the doorway.  There are two of them.  Two men dressed in black, wearing ski masks and leather gloves.  They stand around the bed, watching.  Mia clutches the top sheet, covering her naked body in the soft lamplight.

“Mia, are you OK?” Tim shouts.

The burglars turned their heads at Tim’s voice, and one of them pointed a gun at him.  He’s a large man, a good six-foot-six tall and muscular.  The other is smaller, skinny, and only around six feet.

“Don’t move,” he barks.  “Don’t fucking move.”

“Please,” Tim whispers.  “Don’t hurt her.”

“Hurt her?” the other burglar said.  “We haven’t even seen her yet.”

The burglars laugh as the second one grabs the top sheet and pulls it away, exposing Mia’s beautiful body.  Mia is a lovely woman.  She is five-foot-six, has long blonde hair, DD-cup breasts, pink nipples, and an athletic yet curvy body.

Tim closed his eyes.  He can’t watch.  “Please,” he whispers again.

“Open your eyes,” said the burglar holding the gun.  “We want you to watch, dickless.”

Tim opens his eyes and grimaces at the bigger one who just called him dickless.

The smaller one laughs and shines his flashlight directly on Tim’s groin.  “Jesus, dude.  Where is it?  I see a couple of small balls there, but no fucking cock?”

“Leave him alone,” Mia shouts.  “He was born that way.  It’s an inny.  He’s a grower.”

The bigger one said to his compadre, “I think we’ve arrived just in time.  This woman has probably never felt a real man’s cock in her life.”

The smaller one laughs contemptuously.  “Why would you marry a loser like this, bitch?” he asks Mia.  “I can tell from here that dick ain’t gonna grow into anything useful to a hot bitch like you.”

“It’d grow into a clit,” the bigger one said and laughed.  “Can you even feel it when he fucks you?”

Mia shouts, “Stop it.”

The bigger one points the gun at her head.  “I asked you a question, bitch.  Can you feel his man clit when he fucks you with it?”

Mia hesitated.  Then she sighs.  “No, I can’t.  I feel nothing.  Tim’s penis is too small to feel anything.”

MIA,” Tim said wide-eyed.

Mia blushes and looks away from her husband.  “I’m sorry, Tim.  But it’s the truth.  Your tiny dick is useless.”

The burglars laugh.  The bigger one said, “Will you look at that?  The truth is finally out.  Doesn’t it feel good to get that off your chest, bitch?  How long have you been waiting to tell him that?”

“A long time,” Mia said sadly.

“Mia,” Tim whines.  “I’m sorry.”

The second burglar grabs Mia’s legs and pulls her toward him until her ass rests on the edge of the mattress.

“Oh, no,” she groans.

With his wet tongue sticking out of his ski mask, the burglar squats between her thighs.  Tim watches wide-eyed as the smaller burglar buries his face in Mia’s pussy, slowly licking her clit.  Mia twists and turns on the bed, sobbing quietly.  But the burglar spread her thighs apart with his gloved hands and licked and sucked her pink slit.

“Yeah,” the first burglar cheers.  “He’s eating your wife’s pussy.  How do you like that?  I bet you love it.  I bet it makes your tiny pecker hard and tingly.”

“No,” Tim sobs.  “Please stop.”

He hears the wet sounds of the smaller burglar sucking Mia’s slit and carefully licking her moist pussy lips.  Mia feels his wet lips and tongue teasing her clit, sending shivers of guilty pleasure through her body.  ‘Oh God, no,’ she thought, biting her lip, trying to fight the lustful sensations.  ‘This is all wrong.  I’m not this kind of girl.  Not the kind who gets turned on by a masked stranger assaulting me.  And with Tim watching.  It isn’t right.’  But it’s no use.  It does turn her on.  As the masked burglar licks her pussy, her excitement grows, and the juice flows from her hungry slit.

Mia throws her head back, panting rhythmically and grabbing the sheets with her hands.  The burglar lifts his head, revealing a wet patch around the mouth of his ski mask.  Slowly he inserts one of his gloved fingers into Mia’s cunt and starts sliding it back and forth, in and out of her juicy slit.

Ahhhhhh,” she moaned loudly as the leathery finger poked her, massaging the tender insides of her vagina.

Tim stares at them in amazement as the gloved finger slips in and out of his wife’s cunt, wet and glistening as her juices flow around it.  Mia starts thrusting her hips against the burglar’s hand, her pussy getting wetter every second.

“Mia?” Tim shouts.

“Yeah, she likes it,” the smaller burglar said as he started poking not one but two fingers into Mia’s soft flesh.  “Don’t you?  Don’t you just love it, you nasty little slut?”

Oh, yes,” she moaned, massaging her clit as the burglar’s gloved finger fucks her cunt.  “Oh yes.  It feels so fucking good.  I’m gonna cum.”

The bigger burglar said, “You can feel those fingers, yet you can’t feel your husband’s tiny dick?  Has his little pecker ever made you cum?”

No, never,” Mia moans.

“And yet, my partner’s fingers already have you on the brink.”

Despite his horror and humiliation, Tim feels his dick getting hard as he watches the smaller burglar finger fuck his wife before him.

“Alright,” the bigger burglar holding the gun said.  “Now fuck her, man.  This bitch is so starved of cock she’s gagging for it.”

The second burglar pulls his fingers from Mia’s cunt, her juices dripping from the leather glove.  Then he stands and starts undoing his black pants.

“Look at me, bitch,” he orders.

Mia gazes at the stranger, his masked face and the stiff black cock suddenly protruding from his pants.  An uncut eight-inch black cock in its veiny glory.  She gasps.  The burglar grabs the shaft with his hands and slowly begins jerking off as he stares her in the eyes.  Then the bigger burglar starts laughing as he glances over and sees Tim’s mini erection.

“What’s so funny?” the smaller man said.

“Look at that pathetic thing,” the bigger one said, pointing to Tim.

They shine their flashlight on Tim’s groin again; sure enough, he’s got a little boner dripping pre-cum.  The men start to laugh as Tim blushes and stares at the floor.  However, for some reason, Tim doesn’t cover his tiny boner.  He lets them all see it.  Judge it.  Laugh at it.  Even Mia is smiling, as it does appear so pathetic.

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