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By *omlite OP Man
over a year ago
Waterside |
Why?
Thats what Candy was thinking as she stood at his door. It had been a chilly night in the forest with her friends and she wasn't wearing much. Heels, stockings, the shortest of short skirts and a tight stretchy top which even now was pulling on her rock hard nipples. All covered by only a long coat.
She pulled the coat around her for warmth as her finger reached out for the doorbell.
The night of dogging had been ...well a bit wierd and she still wasnt sure if she would do it again. All those men just watching, getting as close as they could, the look of fascination and lust in their eyes and their cocks in their hands. Wishing they could be participating, occasionally trying to touch. But it had been exciting and she was still both excited and disgusted at the same time.
Her finger paused, a mere inch from the doorbell. She could change her mind and leave. Who was this guy? not the ugliest bloke in the world and definitely not the fittest ( although she had seen some right mingers earlier in the evening) But he played with her mind in a way that was almost hypnotic. She had never met him, never actually spoken to him. Maybe she should just leave but then she would never know. Could he make reality the erotic words that had fascinated her, could he bring the story to life. She had to know for sure. Her finger travelled the final inch but before it could make contact the door opened.
Her heart missed a beat with fright, she took in the view of him silhoutted in the doorway. He was dressed in dark clothes, not as bad looking as she had feared. Suddenly he smiled, " Candy, nice to meet you at last. come in you look cold. Tea ? coffee? or something a bit stronger?"
She opted for coffee. She sat down in the kitchen while he made the drink. Pulling her coat closer in an effort to hide and protect herself. Why had she been so nervous. He was just a normal rather ordinary guy. There was no way he could excite her sexually but yet he had written the stories which had seemed so real she had almost felt the pain and the pleasure.
The hot coffee had warmed her up and she was beginning to relax, just chatting about everything she nearly missed it. " Sorry, What?" she said. " I said can you trust me , it won't hurt and you will probably like it." " OK" she said tentativly.
He stood up and stood behind her" no peeking" he said. She jumped as he clapped his hands together once and then it sounded like he was rubbing them together fast. What on earth was he doing. This was a bit wierd. Without warning he laid his hands on her shoulders, they were soft and gentle but they were also so hot. It was as if they were on fire. The heat seeped into her as he slowly massaged her neck and cold shoulders. It felt so good and relaxing. He removed his hands and started rubbing them together again. This time when he placed them on her shoulders he started slowly massaging outwards, gently pushing her coat off and warming the tops of her finely toned arms. He whispered into her ear " i think we should go into the other room, Its time you learned how to do as you are told".
The living room was normal, not some mad dungeon. She hadn't known what to expect but was releived and maybe a bit disapointed at the same time . "Take off your coat" he said quietly but with the undertone of an order which should not be disobeyed. She did as he said "I'm glad you dressed appropriately" he said " it will make this easier. Stand still with your hands behind your back." she felt him place the soft cuffs on her wrists trapping her hands behind her back. " spread your legs slightly and then don't move" he said " you will not speak unless spoken to, these are the rules, if you break the rules i will do this" A sharp sting on her buttock told her that he had a leather flogger in his hand and was prepared to use it for discipline. "Do you understand?" he asked. "Yes" she replied meekly." Good, i am glad we understand each other" he said "let us begin".
She didnt know what to expect, would it be painful? Surprisingly it wasn't, it was so gentle. He started at her ankles and slowly and gently started to caress his way up her stocking covered legs, softly brushing his fingers against her. he slowly worked his way up to her thighs finally touching skin at her stocking tops. It felt good, his hands slowly moving between her legs with just the slightest brush against the edge of her labia before moving on to her hips and her finely toned bum. Then the pressure increased as he slowly massaged her lower back, his hands slowly moving around to her flat stomach then dipping down toward her pelvis but stopping short of any erogenous zone. His hands worked there way up her torso, moving from front to back until they brushed against the bottom of her breasts then under her arms pushing the sides of her breasts but nowhere near her nipples, which by now were starting to firm up again.
This was getting frustrating, he was deliberatly missing the obvious places. Every time she braced herself for a touch that would ignite her, his missed .. deliberatly, the bastard. But she couldnt speak, she couldn't tell him she wanted him to touch her in those places. she had to stay quite and still.
By now his hands were on her shoulders slowly encircling her neck. A quick pang of fear as she felt his hands on her throat but it quickly subsided as his touch was still gentle his fingers slowly moving up to her cheeks and ears. No one had ever touched her like this and it felt erotic. Finally his hands moved down her arms, gently squeezing the tight muscles, he then started gently scratching her arms down to her wrists stopping when he reached the cuffs that were binding her.
Her whole body felt alive, her skin was so sensitive, the slightest touch was amplified.
She hadn't realised that he had stopped and was doing something behind her. Then she heard a faint buzzing noise, it sounded like a swarm of tiny bees.
Without warning he touched her again on the hips. now he was waering gloves with tiny vibrating motors in the fingertips. He squeezed her hips, the vibration ran down her pelvis causing a reaction between her legs. He started moving his gloved hands slowly down her pelvis, she tensed for the moment when they would touch her clit, igniting her, but the evil bastard stopped again, just short of the magic spot.his hands moving back up to her hips and then back down , yet again stopping short. This was torture of the worst kind. She wanted him to touch her there, she wanted the vibration there where it would cause intense pleasure. To make things worse his hands had started moving up her torso and cupping her firm breasts but again as if by magic the vibrating fingers seemed to touch everything but her aching sensitive nipples. This man was a sadist but not by causing pain, but by denying pleasure. She wanted to grab his hands and place them where her body wanted them but she couldn't. she had to stay still.
It was then she noticed that he had stopped. A sharp pang of pain on her arse told her that she had broken the rules. While cursing him in her head she had moved and now had paid the price. The sharp pain brought her back to the reality of her position. She hadn't realised how hard it was to stand still for so long while her body was being teased. She also hadn't realised how wet she had become. God she really needed something to ease her aching pussy.
"You Moved" he said as if to explain the sudden slap.
The gloved hands started again, this time on her firm arse as if to sooth the pain of the slap. His hands moved down around her arse and between her legs so achingly close to that spot. then down along her inner legs and back up again but not up far enough. Again and again he did this, sadistically teasing her and then with no warning he did it.
One hand started caressing her wet pussy, the tiny vibrating motors sending bursts of pleasure through her body, the other hand had moved to the front and was making its way down to .... Oh god yes ... her clit. right on target the vibrating finger started slowly caressing that one place of intense pleasure. It felt so good, at last. She shuddered with pleasure as he continued to massage the magic spot. The other hand had been removed now to re appear without the glove. She felt his finger slowly slip between her pussy lips. no pressure was needed as she was so wet. The vibration on her clit was now enhanced by his finger slowly moving in and out of her soaking pussy, was it getting tight? no he was using a second finger, pushing deep inside and now a third and then a fourth. It felt so good, fingers touching parts a cock could never reach and all the time the constant vibration exciting her clit. She let out a groan of pleasure as her pussy contracted and expanded , getting wetter as he continued the internal massage of pure pleasure. Was she getting wetter, she must be, there was no other explanation for the ease which he was finger fucking her. The pressure increased again, for a moment she couldn't understand why, then she realised, he had his whole hand insde her, she could feel the fingers forming into a fist inside her. She couldnt believe it. Then it hit her, a cry of surprised pleasure as she began to come. Her primal brain took over she just wanted his fist in her, harder, deeper Oh god it was so good , she was coming again and again and the constant vibration on her clit from the other hand was so intense now , she couldnt stand it much longer but she didnt want it to stop. she could feel her pussy expand to accomodate the fist inside her as it pushed deeper. she could feel his wrist against her pussy lips and then she came again, she came like she had never felt it before. Her pussy contracted and tried in vain to push it out, her legs started shaking uncontrollably as the adreniline fuelled orgasm wracked her body.
" No More" she pleaded " please no more, I cant take any more"
He removed the vibrating finger from her clit and stopped moving his fist. " Just relax" he said kindly " and let me know when you are ready for me to take it out". Half a minute passed as she tried to relax her body. "Now" she said" slowly please". He gently unfurled his fingers as his hand slipped out, causing quick flashes of pleasure deep within her.
"I think you should sit down" he said "You need to relax and recover. after all you will need your strength for the next bit". "The next bit!?" she said. "Yes" he said with an evil glint in his eye" you broke the rules, next comes the pain"
A feeling of fear washed over her.
I wrote this for someone on fabs. She liked it but I would like to know what others think. It is aimed at the ladies so Don't worry if you don't get it guys.
If you would like me to post chapter 2 let me know  |
