It was a normal night for me. I was at my laptop, hanging out in the PhoneSexCandy.Com Chat room.

I was welcoming you pervs, individually, as you entered our naughty chat, as I heard what was certainly footsteps in my kitchen.

The back door was ajar, when I went to investigate. A less smart person may have assumed, that the intruder, had fled.

I, on the other hand, decided to arm myself with the pepper spray in my junk drawer, and a blade from the butcher’s block in my kitchen, before I hid it beneath the cabinet, so no one else would have such easy access to the sharpened steel blades.

Skyler’s Stranger In My House Phone Sex Saga, is about the events that took place, just last Thursday night!

I made my way up the stairs cautiously. Careful not to get knocked down them by an intruder, possibly as clever, as myself.

I slinked thru the upstairs corridor, silently, as I followed a shadow swaying in the light of my half opened bedroom door.

There I found, an unknown man, riffling thru my panty drawer, with his cock in his hand, and a shiny, metal hand pistol, on my night stand.

He picked it up, and pointed it at me.

Rendering my pepper spray, I had clenched in my fist, totally useless.

I slowly placed my hand behind my back, and tucked the pepper spray into my waist band. Hoping he wouldn’t notice if I charmed him a bit, I smiled and said, “So, to what do I owe the pleasure, today, baby?”

I must have taken him off guard by my acceptance of his existence in my dwelling. Because; He laughed, and his arrogant facade faded from his expression, for a brief moment.

Then, a flash of anger raced across his face, and he moved toward me, with his big, rock hard, floppy, nine inch cock leading the way.

His threatening boner, not the only thing that was menacing about him, as he wrestled me into my room, and closed the door behind us.

“I know you are alone.”

“You are always in here, talking noise, on the phone to some poor asshole, who is too afraid to come give you the good dick down, that you need., I have been watching you, you delicious, slut!”

He roughly ripped my shirt open, his eyes blazing with a frightening intensity. He grabbed, squeezed, and twisted my entire still-bra’d left tit hard, before he continued.

“”Who ARE you always talking that crazy b.s. to, that never comes over here, and shuts you the fuck up, Princess?”

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