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Jacob always knew that the front door was locked. The first time he tried to get into your house, he tried the front door. He thought if he walked into the front door with confidence, people wouldn't be suspicious of him. But when he was faced with a locked door, he slunk away back to his house. That night, he just ended up fixing up his photo album of you. But now he knew better. One day when you had left, he snuck into your house and broke the lock on one of your windows. A window that was much more hidden away, so you wouldn't notice. So far, that trick was working and working well. This night wasn't all that different with sneaking in and creeping around. The usual creaky spots were avoided, as to not disturb you. After all, he couldn't have his darling wake up to see him when he wasn't supposed to be there. He couldn't take any chances with losing you. Or having to keep you hidden away.
Jacob wiped the sweat from his brow. 'Sures a hot one tonight.' He thought, as he crept around the corner, making his way to the entrance of your bedroom. His eyes already having adjusted to the dark surroundings he was able to see your room clearly. So imagine his surprise when he saw your blankets that you usually had bundled yourself in, on the floor. He looked to your figure, delicately sleeping. The slow, rise and fall of your chest begging him to stare at you. To take in all of you with his eyes. Slowly, his gaze trailed down your sleeping body. Soon he wouldn't have to sneak in to see you like this. No, he just knows you'll fall for him soon. His gaze met your stomach. Your shirt wrinkled up to expose it to his hungry eyes. He stared for a minute, feeling a slight hard-on coming. He didn't dare to look any lower, but he just couldn't help himself. An opportunity like this wouldn't come often. As his eyes slowly moved to your bare thighs. He paused for a moment, his breath caught in his throat. Your bare thighs. He felt fabric constrain against his cock. He gently pressed his hand against his bulge, gently rubbing it as he considered the possibilities. Pleasure was gently sent through his body as he considered what he could do. He had never seen you like this before in person, only in pictures he had taken of you changing from the privacy of his own abode. Maybe he'd just jerk off onto your thigh. He couldn't do anything too "tasteless" to you. No, you'd wake up and then it'd be over for sure. He'd just have to settle for releasing onto your thigh. Maybe he'd take a picture or two, just to keep as a trophy. Knowing that he got to cum onto your body would be enough material for him to jerk off to for weeks.
He realized that he had been holding his breath as those thoughts had raced through his head. He sighed and moved his hand away from his erection as he walked over to your sleeping body, making sure not to wake you. His face was red and his breathing irregular. The blood rushing to his dick and his face and ears made everything else in his body feel light. The steps he took, the sweat dripping from his face all felt so loud to him. His heart beat skipping, and pounding in his ears. It didn't feel real. This opportunity was just too amazing. Before he knew it, he was standing over you and watching you sleep. He could feel how wide his eyes were. He took a deep breath in, smelling your room, your sweat, your smell. How he wishes he could taste you. The smell of you seeping into his partially open mouth. This is what you'd taste like, he imagined, but it just wasn't the same. He slowly unzipped his pants, reaching through the fabric of his pants and boxers to grab his cock that was already poking out. His dick sprung to life, being freed from its cage. He noticed his cock already slowly leaking precum from the tip. He looked at you, your thighs, your mouth. He took in all of you as he quietly dribbled spit into his hand and mixed it with his precum, making a make-shift lube. He slowly started playing with the tip of him member. Swirling his spit-precum mix around his slit, he let out a quiet moan. He bit his lip, trying to stifle the moans that were sure to follow, as he felt pleasure come from his own hand and shoot through his body. His cock warmed at the sensation. He felt the heat in his body slowly spread as the pleasure started to become overwhelming. A slight sensation of lightheadedness making the experience all the more pleasureful. After a minute started moving away from his tip, moving halfway down his shaft. As he started stroking, he heard a shift on the bed. You had moved. He stood there, still and silent. His eyes going from lidded with pleasure to open with fear. He looked to your eyes and noticed that they were closed. You were still sleeping. A moan of relief slipped out from his mouth, but through his bit lip it didn't make much noise.
He looked back to your body, in its new position. Your legs spread apart, begging for him to fuck you. 'No', he thought. He couldn't. He looked down to his dick in hand, and gently kept stroking. He was already close, he thought maybe it was the excitement of being almost caught, but he was closer than he was before. He started pumping faster, now going his whole length. The sound of his hand running up and down his dick filled the room as well as his head. Quiet whimpers and moans escaped his lips as he imagined you, pressing your soft lips around the tip of his cock. Taking in his length into your mouth and slowly moving your head up and down his cock. How it would feel inside your wet mouth, how your tongue would feel. How you wouldn't be able to fit his whole member in your mouth, so you'd take your hands and work on the base as you bob your head up and down. Sucking and running your tongue around the bottom of his shaft. Moving your tongue to gently flick his tip and send shivers of pleasure down his dick. 'What a slut', he thought to himself. You being on your knees, feeling his dick hit the back of your throat and tears slowly edging out of your eyes. The imagery making his pump faster and faster, before he felt like he was going to burst. His pace quickened as imagined you taking his load into your throat. It was becoming too much. He quickly moved over to your body, bucking his hips into his own grip. He was losing control of himself. He felt a rising feeling in his base travelling to his tip as he came onto your thigh. He raised his hips again a few times as he fully emptied himself onto you. A feeling of satisfaction settling in as he heard the splat of cum drop onto your body and he moaned again. He knew that he wasn't done yet when as soon as he felt his dick going limp, he looked at your body again. He saw how you were laid out for him. You tease. A few moments passed as he contemplated using you. You were being such a whore, laying your legs apart and one thigh covered in his cum. As he thought about it, he felt the blood rush to his dick as he got another erection. There was no way he couldn't help himself. You were begging him by being in just your underwear, weren’t you? You had known all along that he was coming in, so you figured you’d tease him, he rationed with himself. He settled himself between your legs, and savored your body with his eyes. He reached his covered hands over to your underwear elastic and slowly pulled it down. Past your hips, down your thigh, to your knees, and eventually he just took them off fully. He couldn't work with any restraints, he needed full control.
Jacob turned his attention from your underwear laying on the bed, back to your body. He looked at your face again to make sure you weren't awake. Your face was still, and your breathing was steady. That was his cue, as he brought his hand to your lower regions and gently started stimulating you. He gently stroked your sensitive area as he looked back to your face. Your face looked different now, your eyebrows furrowed upwards in pleasure but you didn't stir. He took this as a sign to keep going. Keeping one hand on you, he gently stroked himself. There was no way he was going to be able to fit all of him into you, so he'd have to take care of his lower half himself. He coated his member with more spit and precum as he noticed you starting to get a little wet as well. Quiet whimpers emitted from your sleeping figure as you felt the pleasure rise. He almost wished you were awake to feel how great he was about to make you feel. Focusing on the task at hand, he quickly adjusted himself at your entrance and gently press himself against your tight hole. He wasn't even sure if he'd be able to fit in you, but with a little effort he could make it happen. After all, you needed him inside you, didn’t you? Your body wouldn’t be reacting the way it is if it wasn’t begging for you to be filled with him. He didn't want to wait for you to slowly adjust to him so he pushed himself in until you made an uncomfortable noise. He stopped and moaned freely, not that he meant to but he had been biting his lip so hard it was sure to bruise. He felt you squeeze around his fat cock, sending pleasure all throughout his body. He moaned again through his rapid breathing. He hadn't even begun moving yet and you made him feel so good. The way he could feel your heartbeat, slowly starting to pick up pace at the sensation of the intruder inside you. He felt a throbbing in his member as it begged him to move. He couldn't deny his body any longer, as he started thrusting immediately. There was no time to be gentle with you, he'd do that when you were together with him. He'd treat you like the royalty you are. Like you deserved to be treated. He felt you tightening around him, squeezing him for all he was worth. Like he was a toy to you. How needy you were, but he would oblige you just this once. He thrust into you as hard as he could without waking you, still gently teasing your sensitive spots. Making your body twitch on his dick. He moaned as the pleasure was intense. He was going to savor this moment, but it didn't have to live in just his mind, did it? As he moved the hand that had been pumping around his base he picked up his camera. He raised the camera up to his eye, but it was hard not to get a blurry picture with how much he was shaking and thrusting. He slowed down, depraving his body of the intense pleasure he had just felt and he clicked the camera's shutter button to get a picture. The camera flashed and shuttered quietly. He turned the camera to the load on your thigh and took another photo. He got a few more pictures before letting his camera go as he couldn't deny the growing depravity from his own body.
He let the camera fall down and hang around his neck again as he gripped his cock and started up his pace again. He wouldn't be able to stay after this, but how he wished he could. How he wished he'd be able to tell you about the wonderful night you two had, even if you wouldn't remember it. Pleasure built up again, and he started moving faster, the sound of his own sweaty skin slapping against yours as your warm bodies collided in ecstasy. There was an occasional whimper and moan from your sleeping body. He savored every noise you made while you sleep. As he pounded into you, he leaned down his face to your stomach. Gently planting kisses over your lower abdomen as he felt himself gliding inside and out of you. This only increased his love for you, and the pleasure he felt. He moved his hand away from your crotch and gently placed his hand on your side, gently squeezing your flesh in his hand. He placed a few more kisses before moving his hand to hold you in place as he got himself and you prepared to finished. He wanted to make sure you were enjoying the experience too. He felt your squeezing become tighter, and tighter. Constricting around him and making his experience all the more pleasureful. He started picking up in speed even more, feeling pleasure shudder through his body as he pulled out and pushed back in. As he stroked the part of him he couldn't fit in you. His breathing started hitching more and more as he felt like he was going to explode. He kept going, feeling you start squeezing somehow harder around him. He knew what was happening as your body tensed up and squeezed, as you let out a moan fall out of your mouth. The pressure that had been building up inside you finally released in a wave of pleasure. Your body let loose, as you had cum. Jacob took this as a sign to finish himself. He didn't want to overstimulate his one true love. Not unless they ask for it. Jacob started thrusting faster and faster, loosing control of himself as he started to feel a knot inside him come undone. He bucked his hips into you, pushing the limits of how far he had been inside you before as he let himself release into you. He didn't care at this point if he came in you or not, he was too worried about his own pleasure. He stayed inside you for a minute, feeling the after shock of his ejaculation. He looked down at your face, his glasses fogged with the warmth from his own face. 'Still sleepin' He thought to himself. He reached a hand out and gently pet your hair. "You did so good for me, baby" He said quietly. He slowly removed himself from you, shuddering at the feeling of exiting you. He watched as his load slowly leaked out of you. He couldn't get over how he finally got to have his way with you. It was a dream come true. But next time you'll be awake for it, and you'll be saying his name and begging him to never leave you. He can't wait.
He decided to use your shower to freshen up after his little "moment" with you. Using your shampoo, he scrubbed his hair and rinsed off completely, wiping all the dirty sweat from his body as he thought about what had just happened. After finishing his shower, he took a few more pictures of you before heading out of you home, back over to his own. He laid down in his bed as he replayed the scene from moments ago, realizing one small detail.
He forgot to put your underwear back on.