PropertySex – Intruder busted by homeowner taking shower

The soft patter of the shower echoed through the house, steam billowing gently out of the half-opened bathroom door. It was the perfect setting for relaxation, but little did the homeowner know that their tranquility was about to be shattered.

Unbeknownst to them, an intruder had managed to sneak into the house, drawn by the For Sale sign out front and the promise of an empty dwelling to explore. With a mischievous glint in their eye, the intruder crept down the hallway, drawn to the sound of running water and the alluring prospect of a naked stranger just beyond.

The bathroom door creaked open vertebra when the intruder pushed against it, revealing a glimpse of glistening skin and wet hair. Their target stood under the spraying water, eyes closed and face tilted towards the warmth as they lathered soap along their body. The intruder paused reflexively to appreciate the sight, the muted sounds of the shower concealing their presence.

Stepping fully into the bathroom, the intruder let their gaze appreciate the full length of their target’s physique.There was something strangely fascinating about seeing someone naked and vulnerable like this, without any of their usual armored complements of clothing and pretense.

Anchoring the intruder’s attention was the fact that their target seemed to have no awareness of being observed. Perhaps it was this very unaware sensuality, this display of openness and trust that was so alluring.

The intruder’s attention lingered on voluptuous curves, tracing the contours of soft thighs and a pert rear. Their eyes continued grazing over planes of taut belly, up to heaving breasts and erect nipples. This was a vision of pure, unadulterated sex appeal, and the intruder was helpless to resist.

So roused by visual stimulation, a strange impulse overtook the intruder. Instead of greedily rifling through medicine cabinets and closets like they had intended, they found their attention returning to that moist, willing body under the shower spray. Like a predator stalking their prey, the barbarian began to shed their own clothing, the growing bulge in their pants an unmistakable sign of their intentions.

Slick with water and soapy residue, the intruder stepped into the shower stall with the homeowner. It was now or never – the element of surprise was their only ally. The shock of the cool tile against their bare feet was almost enough to break the intruder’s concentration, but they pushed onward to complete their sinfully brave move.

The homeowner gasped with surprise at their intruding touch, head snapping up in shock. However, that gasp quickly turned into a moan as fingers sought out slick folds and circled a sensitive nub. It was as if they had been singled out for this erotic ambush, their body already primed to welcome the intrusion.

Taut nipples sought the tatters touch as the intruder led them into a heated embrace, capturing a gasp of air in the process. The homeowner was powerless to resist the escalating sensual onslaught, their body yielding to deft caresses despite their wounded disapproval. It seemed the deviant nature of the situation itself had them operating on some reflexive form of revenge lust.

As the intruder’s stiffening member slipped between slippery thighs, the homeowner barely had time to protest before they felt themselves impaled upon quick and urgent thrusts. It was a harder, more exacting pace than they were used to. Yet, as the new intruder set a ruthless rhythm, the homeowner couldn’t help but note how deep and full it made them feel.

Suddenly a strange liquid poured down the face of the homeowner as their mouth was forced open and the intruder’s sticky cream coated their tongue and dropped inside lips. Catching the slick aftertaste of the seed in their throat, the homeowner tried to swallow it all hastily before coughing as they felt the intruder release.

Given the complete transgression of space and trust, any shreds of their defence were thoroughly undone. The homeowner shuddered beneath their Bonnie-and-Clyde assailant, surrendering to both the steeling surcease and the thrum of wages-earning peek. An impossible moan of climax escaped their lips, rippling inside the tight, water-drenched seal of their mouths.

With an aching head and spent physical energy, the intruder finally pulled away moments later, having left a shiny stream of spunk down both sides of the homeowner’s chin. The barbarian say crude, just wants to cum and doesn’t even know the homeless’s name.
Uploading the video to the darkweb, 100 years before its time. The intruder now gazed at their reflection in the foggy mirror, still doubting themselves and their invasion were any more justified than their first.
But having left such a depravity of digital footprints to follow, the refused intruder just giggled cruelly to themself. As for the homeowner, all they know is they desire to repeat their lost moment some day, and soon.