The Nightstalker and the Sissy (or Sissy is Sodomized)

For what had to be the third time since I sat there my body shifted in my seat trying to remain comfortable. As I did my eyes stayed focused on your house but as of yet there were no changes. Finally what I’d been waiting for occurred as I watched the downstairs light go out and the windows turn black.

The engine comes to life as I turn the ignition and switch on the headlights. It takes less than five minutes driving and I’m parked in my driveway. Checking my pockets I insure that nothing is forgotten in my zeal to begin the night’s activities.


Though it is only September the night is cool as I zip my light, black jacket to my neck as rain falls lightly like heaven’s tears. With my hands jammed into my pockets and my head down I appear like anyone who is trying to get to where they are going before the rain becomes heavier. Only after I reach your street do I cautiously observe all around me but as it is past 11:00 P.M. there is no traffic to speak of and the majority of the well kept houses appear dark.


Right before I pass by your home I pivot quickly and walk up the side path and quietly move past your house. The fence with the privacy slats shields me from view as I reach the backyard. It is landscaped elegantly with just the right amount of vegetation balanced with the lawn I notice as my feet bring me to the sliding doors. Even better for my purpose is the window located right next to them. I slip my thin leather gloves on my hands before I remove the screwdriver from my pocket.


It takes only a moment to force the old window open allowing me to reach in and unlock the slider. My body slips inside your house where I relock the door and close the window. Waiting a few minutes for my heart to stop racing my hand rubs my large growing bulge thru my black jeans as I swell in anticipation. Satisfied that I’m in control I slip the ninja mask over my face while I glide from room to room until I reach the bottom of the stairs.


Keeping my feet to the edge of the carpeted stairs I minimized any chance of creaks as I crept upstairs. When I reached the landing my eyes observed a dim light filtering around a door left ajar at the end of the hallway. Noiselessly my body moves forward and as I get close to the door I hear soft singing or humming and I realize it must be you.


For a moment I had to wait until I got hold of myself so I didn’t just burst in the room wild eyed. Noticing that the door had an old fashioned knob and keyhole I knelt down and placed my eye to the keyhole and beheld you. It must have been your humming that prevented you from hearing the gasp that escaped my lips when I saw you sitting at the vanity. The angle I beheld you from was from the side and I saw your profile as you sat brushing your long blonde hair. You were wearing what looked to be a pink silk robe and your legs from the little I saw that the robe didn’t cover were covered in black stockings and you also had on black stiletto heels.


Unconsciously my hand ran along my leg where my fully hard erection was trapped beneath the denim material and I knew that waiting further was not an option. With a final stroke of my covered cock I rise to my feet and take a couple of deep breaths as my mind prepares for what will follow. My hand grips the edge of the door and moves it slightly and when it makes no noise I continue until it is open wide enough for my muscled body to slip through.


There were only a few feet separating us as my hand reaches out and you turn in my direction at the same time. That image of your face when you first saw me will always be burned into my mind. Your mouth opened in an “o” like you wanted to speak or scream or make some kind of noise but you were unable to. I saw you had pink lipstick on your pouting mouth and I read the fear in your big brown eyes which were framed by whorish makeup that you had recently applied. Your body attempted to rise but your knees must have gone weak as you staggered and as your hand clutched at the vanity table for support I was upon you.


My large gloved hands spun you so that your back was to me and my arm went around your slender neck while my other hand seized one of your arms and pulled you against me. Your body struggled to free itself but I easily pulled you close where you felt my hardness press into your soft ass. For a moment you were paralyzed by a combination of fear and awakened desire but by then it was too late. My hand yanked the sash from your robe and wrapped it around first one of your wrists and then the other as you belatedly tried to escape.


“Don’t move” I hissed in your ear “I’m not going to hurt or rob you but I’m just going to have my way with your sexy body that you so love to flaunt.”


All the fight went out of you after I said that and I ground my erection against your round ass for a minute making my lust very apparent to you in a physical sense. Once I sat on the vanity seat I pulled you down with one hand over my knee with your ass turned up facing me. One hand placed firmly in the small of your back held you in position allowing my other hand to roam freely across your captive body.


Your body squirmed a little and you kicked your feet helplessly in the air which I found charming and girlish.