It was the middle of the night, and in a quiet suburban neighborhood, a particularly sneaky burglar was lurking, looking for a home to relieve of their belongings.
Gun in hand, the burglar approached a house, a fairly large three-floor home at the end of a poorly-lit driveway. The back door let out into a nearby park, where he had parked his car, which he figured would make an easy and quiet escape. After all, the house sat somewhat separated from the rest of the area, and nobody would hear the crash of him breaking and entering from all the way down there.
Quietly hiding beneath a first floor window in the backyard, the burglar got his hammer out and opened his bag. He smashed the window, tossing the hammer back in the bag and quickly climbing inside. He sprinted upstairs to assess who was home.
Gun drawn, the burglar kicked in the first bedroom door, where he startled awake a husband and wife. The two at first got up to move, but he simply pointed the pistol at their faces and told them, "Follow me!". With no choice but to comply, the wife was only able to stutter, "p-p-lease! Don't hurt us!". The husband simply stood in terrified silence.
"Any kids?" The burglar asked.
"No!" she replied, in hopes the next two bedrooms would go unnoticed.
"Let's see about that!" he said with a grin as he kicked in the door, only to find a quivering, curled-up eighteen year old girl hiding on her bed.
"Come with us!" he screamed, lining her up with them as they advanced to the next door.
Finally, the burglar flung open the final door to find an older son sitting in his room, where he had been awake playing video games with his headphones in. Tapping on his shoulder, the burglar delighted in the son's terrified expression as he turned around to a gun pointed at him and his terrified family.
"Everyone down the fucking stairs!" he screamed, standing behind them as they filtered into the windowless living room, the best place, he thought, to go unnoticed.
Taking a length of rope from his bag, he tossed it to the father.
"Tie up your family, asshole!" he shouted.
Without saying a word, he tied them up, each to one of the chairs around the TV, as the burglar stood over them with a pistol.
"Just take what you want, please don't hurt anyone, o-", the dad started, but was cut off.
"Oh shit!" The burglar exclaimed. The family looked on in suspense, as he stood in silence.
"I forgot my fucking balaclava! Now you've seen my fucking face!"
All four sat in absolute terror as he lifted his gun and pressed it to the dad's head, but stepped back.
"Hold on, I have a better idea. Get up!" he exclaimed at the mom, cutting her restraints.
"Fucking strip!" he ordered her.
"What? No!" she yelled, horrified at the idea of stripping naked in front of her family.
"Time to die then, bitch!", he said with a chuckle as he menacingly wielded the pistol, holding his finger tight to the trigger.
"Okay! Okay!" she screamed, slowly taking off her bra.
"So, what are your names?" the man said. "Mine's Chris, and I'll be taking a video riiiiiight here on my phone, of this family getting wild for their lives." he asked as he started recording. Focusing his phone on each one, he cut their restraints one by one, telling them to get up and strip.
"Jason!" said the dad, as he stood up. He was fairly old, but still attractive, as he stayed in shape. He took his pants right off, proud to display his massive seven inch, very thick schlong- though he did turn away a bit from his daughter.
"Kayla!" the mom said, shying away from her son as she tried to cover her tits. Kayla was still hot, with long blonde hair, a real MILF. She had a big ass and a pair of nice tits that stayed perky with age.
"It's Josh," said the son, his cock even longer and heavier than his dad. He was twenty years old, and fairly attractive, with strong muscles and an eight inch cock.
But the real prize was his younger sister Charlotte, an absolutely gorgeous blonde. She had a perfect body, she was extremely tight and slim, and had big tits for her age. She was extremely ashamed to be naked in front of them, and tried to hide, but Chris forcibly rotated her back toward her parents as she blushed bright red.
"Well, let's get the fuck started." Chris said. "I suggest, Kayla, that you get over here and give me a fucking blowjob while your loser husband and kids watch!"
Kayla, nearly crying, waddled over as he sat down on the couch, the family still standing side by side in front of him with nothing to do. All three stared down as he pointed the gun around, and Kayla stuck her tongue out and touched his cock.
Kayla's lips enveloped Chris' cock as he hardened up, soon tapping the back of her mouth. Kayla kept slurping and swishing his cock in her mouth, but soon her spit was dribbling down the sides. He grabbed her long blonde hair and pushed down, forcing it even deeper. He felt her gag as she let it slip back there, more spit now sliding down his long shaft.
Jason was hard as rock, and Chris made sure to point it out.
