The Stranger In You

Brian’s finger hesitated over the doorbell as he stood outside of Alice’s home. He took a slow and heavy breath, staring at the small rectangular button without blinking. His finger was shaking a little, he noticed; he wasn’t scared, just nervous. It was unexpected, after all. It had been a week since he and Alice had that… unexpected bump in, in the elevator.

Brian thought back wistfully to that lucky day. So many fortuitous things had happened with such convenient timing. What if the elevator hadn’t broken that day? What if it wasn’t Alice in the elevator with him? What if she hadn’t been interested?

But she had. He remembered her naked, sweaty breasts heaving in and out from her heavy breaths as she lay on top of him after their copious fucking. His only disappointment was that the repairmen had interrupted them on the intercom. They’d both rushed to put their clothes on, Brian blushing and Alice not even looking at him. They hadn’t spoken a word to each other since. But then he’d gotten that letter.

So why was he hesitating, then? Just do it, he thought to himself. Ring the damn door. After all, it was her idea that he come over. Not that he was complaining. He’d seen the little white envelope on his desk the day before, with “Brian” handwritten in cursive on the front, and his heart had nearly leapt out of his throat. He’d greedily ripped it open, praying it was from Alice. And it had been. He remembered exactly what it had said:


I’m sorry I never said thank you for what happened last week… In case you couldn’t tell, I really enjoyed it. But even though I’m not the shy type, I felt a little nervous about bringing it up since we don’t know each other very well… But I’d love to get to know you better.

If you feel the same, I’d love to have you over for dinner tomorrow night. My address is below. If you’re interested, I’ll see you there at 7pm.

If not, thanks for an amazing time.



Of course, that wasn’t an offer he could possibly refuse. So there he was, standing in front of her house, not knowing what to expect. He had to do it eventually; he watched himself press his finger against the small button as he heard the bell ring out into the night. There seemed to be the sound of shuffling coming from behind the door, before someone finally answered.

“Hello, Brian.” A sweet and at the same time, sultry voice rang out to greet him.

Alice peeked out from the open doorway in a lacy red dress that stopped just above her knees. It was both sexy and not too over the top, and suited her perfectly. Her juicy cleavage seemed like it might spill out of her top at any moment, and it made Brian’s mouth water as he remembered their passionate lovemaking from the week before.

“Hey, Alice.” Brian grinned up at her blushing. “Can I come in?”

“Of course,” she giggled, “I’m so glad you decided to come.”

~ + ~

They’d been talking for a while, he’d had lost track of the time, but Brian still felt on edge as Alice leaned forward to pour him another glass of wine. Neither had mentioned what had happened last week. He needed to know how she felt about it.

He took a deep breath, before he started to speak.

“Alice,” he murmured with blushing cheeks, “I wanted to ask you something”. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he felt hot all over. He didn’t realize until that moment how much of a hold Alice had managed to get over him. He really, really liked her.

“Yes?” She replied, straightening up as though she were about to receive some wonderfully simple news, like a weather update or a dinner menu. Brian let his breath out, realizing he’d been holding it for quite a while now.

“How do you feel about me?” He finally said, in one big breath.

Alice’s eyes widened as she stared over at him. Crimson covered her cheeks as her mouth popped open into a wide “O”. Brian quickly began to fill the silence that proceeded to fill the room.

“N-Not that you have to tell me! I get it if you don’t know how you feel… Honestly, I don’t get it myself. I’ve never felt like this before, but I can’t get you off my mind… Not that I’m obsessed or anything. Fuck… I mean, it just that you’re fucking amazing and beautif—”

Brian’s words were cut short as Alice’s mouth covered his own, her cherry red lips sliding over his as their tongues heatedly danced together. They had been sitting across from one another across the couch, and now Alice was on her knees in front of a seated Brian. She raised one of her knees to fall on his crotch, pressing it down pleasantly into his hard dick. It painfully pressed into his balls, but Brian liked it. He let out a low groan as he stared with wide eyes up at Alice, who stared softly down upon him as she pulled her lips away.

With a small gasp, she murmured, “That’s how I feel about you.”

Brian’s hands snaked their way up her thighs, squeezing and rubbing them softly in the process. He wanted her to keep talking.

“It’s strange,” she murmured, her fingers running across his jaw, his throat, his chest, all in turn. “We’re basically strangers, and yet….” She leaned in close, her breasts inches from his face. “And yet I want you. I want to talk to you, learn more about you…”

He felt one her hands run roughly over his stiff dick as she moaned out, “I want to feel you inside of me again”.

Brian felt a switch snap inside of him as he gripped her waist and shoved her forward into him. “Fuck!” She gasped, as he began to lick and suckle at her cleavage. He thrust her top down, revealing her aching breasts, as he took one whole nipple in his mouth to almost violently suck on it.

“Oh, Brian,” she moaned, arching her back to lean into him. “I’ve wanted this since I first saw you.” Before she could say any more, Alice felt her lower half being gripped tighter into that of Brian’s body. Alice’s head fell back with a gasp as she felt the hard strain resting between Brian’s legs, pressing firmly into her own center. Brian lifted the red dress Alice wore to reveal a bright red thong. He fiddled with the thin string, pulling down the soaked material, making Alice gasp out loud.

Suddenly Brian felt two firm hands push him back down on the couch. Somewhat surprised and disappointed, he watched as the beautiful woman on top of him climbed off of him. Alice took a seat on her knees at the opposite end of the couch.

“Alice…?” Brian began. Did she change her mind?

Alice looked over at him from across the couch, her chest heaving slightly. Brian watched as she stood up, her pale and thin arms reaching behind her to unzip the red dress. She climbed out of it, in her red bra and thong, staring at Brian the entire time. Her eyes were bold, yet Brian saw a nervous blush on her cheeks.

“I… never thought this would happen between us, Brian.” She took a step towards him, falling down on her knees before his wide-eyed stare as she did.

“I tried to pretend you were nothing, a stranger. Not so funny, so smart, so fucking handsome…”

Brian suddenly realized he loved it when she swore. He felt paralyzed as he watched her pull down his zipper, shuffling his pants and boxers off of his lower half to reveal his aching member standing stiff at attention.

“I know it’s strange, we just met…” She murmured, staring down at his cock like she was transfixed. “But I want to make you mine. Is that okay?”

Brian wondered if he nodded, he tried to. But he felt like he was silent, watching her with dark eyes as she gripped the base of his cock in her pale white hands. She suddenly licked a firm stripe up, up, up, until she was at his head. She looked up at him as she wrapped her lips around the head and sucked, drawing a long moan from his lips.

And that was just the start.

She placed a tender kiss right on his head, and she smiled at his cock a little bit, just for a moment – as if it’s the nicest thing she’s even seen, as if she’s admiring it – and then she wrapped her lips back around it nice and slowly, so painfully slowly. Bringing his cock into her mouth, inch by inch, until he was engulfed in heat and crying out, head tipped back. He was at her mercy right now. He’d do anything for this woman, he realized.

He watched her pull herself off of him for a second as she gasps for air. “Fuck my mouth, baby,” she moaned. It is not a whimpering request, but a command. He shivered as he reaches forward to grip her beautiful, long hair. He pulled her in towards him, and her mouth opened as he pushed inside, groaning at the fucking depth of it.

He can’t resist, he goes in until her nose is at the base of his cock and he holds her there, choking out encouragements like, “Yes”, and “Fuck, so beautiful, Alice!”

He watched as she took him in and out, only jerking back at times to gasp for air. At one point, she gripped his stiff length and licked all the way down, down, down to the flat space beneath his balls, to the puckered pink of his asshole.

Brian gasped with embarrassment and shock as she licked his pink hole, feeling incredibly naked suddenly. No one had ever done that to him. He felt her tongue invasively lick around and around the tight skin as she put both of his legs over her shoulders. He’d never realized how commanding she really was until he felt her firmly begin to suck at his asshole, her mouth sure to put a little hickey there by morning.

“Ah, Alice!” He cried out. It was a mix between a protest and a cry for more.

She looked up at him with her eyes full of mystery as she popped her lips away from his pink hole, and whispered, “Can we try something different, Brian?”


She’d been gone for 5 minutes, and Brian was still hard, wondering where she’d gone. When she enters, he feels himself gasp at what she’s wearing. The red straps dance over her ass and hips, and the big, red, silicone cock that shoots out from in front of her pussy stares at him with intimidation. If it was anyone else, Brian might have been standing up, pulling his pants back on and running for the hills. But he could only stare at her, his Alice, and shiver with anticipation.

She swayed her hips as she walked up to him. Wordlessly, and smiling, in one swift movement she swept her hands under his knees so his ass was open and ready, his legs over her shoulders as she stood in front of him. She stuck one her pinky into her mouth, before bringing it down to fiddle with his hole. She slowly stuck it in, causing Brian to breathlessly groan and whimper at her mercy.

“Do you want this, Brian?” Alice’s voice was heavy as she thrust her pinky in and out of him. Brian stared up at her, blushing and wordless, silently mouthing, “Yes!”

Starting slow, Alice pressed the already-lubed strap on to the center of Brian’s hole as she removed her pinky. Gripping his legs, she thrust her lower half gently forward without any more hesitation. Brian made a small noise of surprise, but he didn’t seem to be in any pain.

Starting slow and speeding up, Alice began thrusting harder. In minutes, Brian was whimpering. “Good?” Alice asked, a little breathless. Brian answered with a particularly loud moan. Grinning, Alice shifted a little and thrust harder.

Moaning again, Brian tried to push back slightly. “More” he begged weakly. Alice’s smile grew larger as she complied, thrusting hard and fast. Soon, Brian’s hand had moved to stroke his painful erection.

“So close,” he muttered. Hearing that, Alice began to speed up, giving it her all. The sight of the man before her, about to crumble at any moment from pleasure, had brought her to the edge. Thrusting one more time, Brian came for her. Hot shoots of cum spurt out onto his belly as he cried Alice’s name, bringing her with him. He gripped the couch beneath him as she stood over his weak and panting body, loving the writhing sight before her.

Alice pulled out and unstrapped herself, throwing it to the ground as she stepped forward. She wrapped her legs around a blushing Brian, still gasping for air, and brought his face towards hers.

“Did you enjoy that, love?” She whispered. Concern was etched in her face, and admiration. “You were amazing.”

Brian gripped his arms around her, pulling them both down to lie entwined on the couch. “Yes,” he panted, “Thank you, so much.” Exhausted, he felt his eyes begin to shut of their own accord as Alice looked fondly down on the man she so desired.

She sighed softly as she stroked his hair, whispering, “Sleep, now,” softly in his ear. She pulled a sheet around them as she joined him in a deep and wonderful sleep.

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