An Unwelcome Guest (Taboo)

She's enjoying a relaxing bath on her first night in her new apartment; she's a country girl just moved to the big city; but the city is a place where you can meet unwholesome people, even in your own home.

She lay in her bath tub, surrounded by citrus scented bubbles as she gently massaged her smooth skin with her sponge, cleansing away the days hardship and struggle. She smiled to herself as she recalled getting home to find she had forgotten to buy bath soap, and was having to bathe in dish soap the very first time she was using her new bath in her new apartment. She had had a much more glamorous night of self-indulgence imagined for this moment, but she thought to herself ‘so life is, sometimes.’



While she soaked she suddenly heard a knock in her apartment - was it the door..? Why would it be..? ‘Oh shit’, she said out loud, as she realised that she’d left the door on the latch when she’s struggled to bring her shopping bags in from the lobby. She stood up out of the bath and wrapped herself in a towel, drying her feet quickly before making her way out into the hallway to check the door.



She suddenly felt a hand wrapped across her face, and a strong arm around her waist, binding her arms and lifting her off her feet. The smell of a dirty man filled her nostrils as she was carried across the room and thrown on the couch, her towel falling from around her, leaving her prostrate and naked on the couch.



She screamed out loud as she saw the man was dressed all in black, with a black ski-mask covering his face and was now brandishing a knife. She closed her mouth when he threatened to cut her face if she didn’t.



He held the knife pointing toward her and told her to keep quiet while he searched the apartment for valuables. She quickly grasped the towel to cover herself, realising she would lose all her expensive jewelry and the cash she’d been saving up if he found her unopened box in the bedroom.



She thought quickly, and before he stepped from the room, she crawled to the floor on all fours and looked at him with wide, pleading eyes..



‘Sir, isn’t there something I can do for you that would mean you won’t take all my stuff? Surely you can think of some way I could convince you to leave my apartment just as it was when you found it?’



She was a quick thinker, and fortunately for her he was a typical man, led by his dick.. he looked from her face, across her shoulders and down her back to her sweet round ass, and in a flash had tucked his knife into his belt and was unzipping his pants, whipping out a nice juicy 8” of thick c*ck. ‘Yeah, ok, b*tch, suck on this until I cum, and I’ll think about not taking your gear.’



She smiled, knowing how well she gave head, and knowing it would be a matter of minutes before he’d bust his nuts in her mouth and be gone. She wrapped her hand around his c*ck, stroked it quickly to full hardness and then closed her lips around the tip. Applying all of the finesse she’d learnt over the years, her mouth worked his shaft like a pro, making him grunt and moan like a gorilla on heat as he felt the blowjob of his life take its course.



Within moments, he was stiffening, his thighs tense and his fist gripping her platinum blonde hair as his hips bucked and his balls released his thick ribbons of cum into the back of her throat. He gasped and fought to regain his breath, but just at that moment she grabbed the knife from his belt and held it to his empty balls, swallowing hard before she said ‘Now f*ck off, you sh*thead, or these are going to be decorating my carpet within a count of five.’



He hastily nodded, turned and fled, banging the apartment door shut violently as he ran from her. She smiled, wiped her lips and looked at the knife - a nice little trophy from a bizarre encounter - on it’s handle was an enamel image of Lady Liberty and the words ‘Welcome to NYC’....

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** Author's note - this story was written as a tribute to, and in

collaboration with, porn actress Elsa Jean, who had recently moved

into her New York Apartment from Los Angeles.

You can find out more about Elsa Jean on X - https://twitter.com/elsajeanisme **