Just a fan

“What the hell, who the fuck are you, and what the fuck are you doing in my room!” I fired off questions at the intruder. My girlfriend gasped and ran to my side. I felt a little annoyance surge through me at how she could cower behind me after what she said.

The woman approached me slowly and chuckled, “Oh I’m no special, I’m just a fan of yours, or ex-fan I should say since you seem to be changing careers from fighter to stripper” the stranger smirked. Jenna let out a giggle. I turned my head to her and she stopped while avoiding my gaze as if she wasn’t the one who laughed at that pathetic joke.

“Well then” I looked back to the stranger, “You can go bug some other oerson and be their crazy fan somewhere else!” My voice boomed at her. I didn’t care what my record looked like I don’t take disrespect from anybody.

Totally ignoring my disdain the stranger continued to walk towards me. I assumed she was heading for the exit behind me and so I moved to the side so she could get out of my sight. To suprise however, she turned directly infront of me and snuck her clingy hands into my robe getting a fesh feel of my tits. I gasped as as fondeled my tits with her long nails. My nipples hardened and I stumbled back in shock leaving my robe open exposing my body to her.