The masked man stood at the side of the bed, staring down at the young woman lying fast asleep and stroking himself as he anticipated what was to come. He was heavily muscled with a thick waist and a torso covered in dense body hair. It thinned as it reached his stomach and trailed down to a long, thick manhood that, even when fully erect, hung low due to its weight and length.
He always wore a ski cap for his nighttime "visits" - he liked them to see his body fully nude, because he knew it was impressive, and he found that some women seemed to find it terribly exciting and liberating to be taken by a very well endowed and experienced masked man. They all struggled at first of course, but once they felt his length sliding inside them without resistance, they enjoyed it well enough. And there was nothing better than feeling their tight bodies begin to respond to him on top and inside of them.
He always chose them carefully. They were young but over 18, petite, and they were single and had been for some time. He chose them that way to ensure that they would be nice and tight around his cock - he loved the feeling of their pussies stretching to accommodate his massive size, watching their eyes widen in slight discomfort and fear at the feel of him, and then watching them start to sweat as he pumped harder and faster, kneading their firm young breasts as they approached climax....
His erection was massive already, just by staring at this one. He reached for the lubricant he always used and began to spread it liberally over his cock. He loved being able to slide deep without any foreplay, and the look of shock on their faces when he did so was always exciting. It also made it more enjoyable for them, and harder for them to hold back their climax.
His breathing became heavier and deeper. He needed to fuck her now. He moved quickly, straddling her and stretching her arms up to tie them to the bed posts.
