Some notes: this is a fictional story I had began a number of years ago. Thought it was lost and recently discovered it. Possibly going to re-write, edit, transform but hoping some people enjoy / have feedback on its original form. Apologies for lack of edit / mistakes.
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She was home studying when he texted her with:
“Out doing a delivery near your place. You home alone?”
There’d been sparks immediately when they first met only a week before her wedding day. Not the same sparks she felt with her new husband, lustful sparks which were just enough to excite her and convince her to give him her phone number with the false premise of “being friends.”
“He’s at work. Just the house to myself while I finish off this essay” She replied. She remembered when they had caught up as “friends” after her shift at the pub one night. The inevitable happened. She ended up at his house after merely 3 wines on all fours while he slapped her ass, doggy styled her deep and called her a “little cheating slut” only a week after she returned from her Fijian honeymoon. He had a dominant personality and wasn’t afraid to treat her as though she was a groupie at a rock concert and that made her wetter than anyone before.
“What time is hubby home?” Was his quick reply.
“Not for another 4 hours. Why?” She had been waiting by the phone to respond. She was hoping he would come round they could replay the last night. They had talked about it at length when hubby wasn’t around to hear her phone calls and see her messages. She’d admitted how hot she got from being a dirty little slut begging to be fucked but he had so far resisted giving in to her. They’d talked about how the sex was with hubby. Not horrible, they had a set of steel handcuffs with pink fluff, blindfolds, she dressed in lingerie often enough. But the sex was vanilla compared to the rough, hot and heavy fucking he’d given her.
Her phone vibrated next to her.
“Unlock the back door. Put on your tallest heels. Naked otherwise. Put on noise cancelling headphones. Play music on your iPod on shuffle and loud as possible. Panties you’re currently wearing in your mouth. That little dildo you have, put it on your night stand. Your phone next to it. Blindfold on. Lay on your back on your bed. Handcuff your hands through the bed head. Lay with legs spread apart. Do not try to move from this position. Do not try to get out. I will release you when I’m done with you. Do it now. You have 5 minutes. You’ll be punished if you don’t.”
She was almost giddy with nerves and could hardly believe what was written. But there it was. And her kinky slutty side wanted this to happen. She closed her textbook and just about ran to the bedroom, nearly falling over herself her knees were shaking.
She quickly ran to the bedside draw where she found her blindfold and the handcuffs. Her iPod and can headphones were on in a flash as she ran back out to the living room to unlock the back door. She stripped as she entered the bedroom, taking her panties off she brushed her clean shaven pussy and couldn’t believe it was already wet with just the thought of not knowing what was going to happen! She started the music and slipped the blindfold over her eyes, completely blocking out her senses as she lay on the bed and blindly fixed one hand in the handcuff. As she was feeding her hands through the wooden bed heads frame she realised she’d forgotten her little dildo she uses so regularly while hubby is away for work. Fortunately realising before she locked the second hand, she felt around the bedside table drawer and placed the little pink dildo with the wide handle next to her phone. Removing the blindfold to make sure she had everything as it should be, she looked around with anticipation. She was so excited. Music still blaring through the headphones she replaced the blindfold and locked her hands in place around the bed frame.
And then she waited, legs more than shoulder width apart, her blonde hair flowing out across the pillow, her pussy wet with desire and excitement, unable to release herself and very vulnerable. It was only now she realised she didn’t even pull the curtains and if the neighbours were home and felt like having a sticky beak out their bedroom window she would probably be visible to them spread out on the bed! A moment of panic set in, but she calmed herself down knowing they were creatures of habit and usually stay at work longer than her hubby.
Which is when another thought occurred to her. What if he didn’t arrive. What if he was never in the area and she was tied up like this when hubby arrived? What would hubby say? Would he think this was all for him? Surely he wouldn’t suspect her of cheating if he came home greeted by this after a long day at work? But hubby was 4 hours away. Suddenly she was feeling very foolish and panic really did set in this time.
In her worry and state of sensory deprivation she was starting to lose track of how long she had been like this. Surely it had been more than 10 minutes. He had said she had only 5 minutes to get ready. What if she needed to confirm to him that she would comply, she hadn’t even bothered replying with a message.
He could be in the room right now, looting the house maybe? Maybe taking photos of her pussy exposed on the bed. Her nipples were erect, she would have looked quite the sight with her panties gagging her mouth and helpless like she was. She had no choice. She was locked to the bed, her hands useless. She was vulnerable, and she would have to stay like this until help arrived, in whatever fashion that was – him having his way with her and then releasing her from this, or hubby coming home to think his wife was playing dirty.
These thoughts swirled in her mind for what seemed like an hour, she was pretty sure it was an hour in fact! And still no sign of him, the headphones made sure she couldn’t hear what was happening outside and her ears were starting to hurt from the loud rock music she loved. She was really hoping that she hadn’t been taken for a fool…
COLD!! A freezing sensation suddenly and unexpectedly burnt her clit! For a split second the suddenness and icy coldness hurt her before she realised somebody had shoved an ice cube onto her clit! The sudden sensation caused her to reflexively kick her legs together in thin air and jolted her whole body from the shock. That was immediately greeted with a sharp open handed slap on her pussy!
He had arrived. And he was in charge. There were no questions about that. Her stinging pussy lips were testament to that. The ice cube was placed on her stomach and she could sense him moving around the room. Her body was tense in anticipation and excitement shivered through her body like an icy cold wave.
Next she felt his hand, open palmed planted on her stomach and she could feel the dildo lightly teasing her groin. She lifted her hips, pleading him to toy her wet pussy with the dildo, secretly wishing it wasn’t the dildo he was threatening to penetrate her sopping wet cunt with – but aching for his cock to fill the space.
But he had other plans.
In one swift movement she felt the dildo penetrate, not her pussy, but her ass, her dry ass, with only a hint of pussy juice on the tip of the dildo it forced it’s way in, the lightly ribbed contour of the dildo could be felt lodged in her ass, the flange before the handle sealing her ass tight. She yelped into her panty-gag, her muffled cry undoubtedly loud enough for any neighbours who might be home. She had never really tried anal, one time with hubby they had experimented but one finger had been all she was brave enough to let in. This was sudden and about two fingers at least. And there it was embedded in her ass while she lay vulnerable, exposed and helpless with him having his way with her. In reality, she hardly knew him.
Was it even him? She couldn’t be sure. Could it be a opportunistic stranger who let themselves into the house? Could it be one of his friends who he’d arranged this sick little game with? All she knew was she was helpless to find out until whoever he was wanted her to, or until she was found probably by hubby, and in what kind of state she’d be in by then she couldn’t tell.
The excitement she felt at all these possibilities surprised herself. She didn’t care. This was a deep seated fantasy she didn’t even know she had. And it wasn’t over.
His fingers toyed her nipples roughly, every now and then the whole hand would squeeze them with enough force to hurt her. His other hand was open and ran his hand over her pussy, not really stimulating her but spreading her juices all over her pussy lips.
After some minutes he withdrew. And she was left to recover from the intense excitement. Where he went she wasn’t sure. But after what felt like a few minutes she could feel a body weight on the bed, shuffling in between her thighs. This was what she was waiting for. Her breathing grew rapid, he pulled her the last few inches towards himself causing the handcuffs to tighten around the bed frame and her body to be stretch out, his hands had gripped her hips to the point she felt helpless and controlled.
He entered her unceremoniously. His cock slid into her drenched pussy easily and her tight lips kissed his shaft tightly. She could feel the condom wet the moment he entered. Her ass lifted off the bed by the combined effort of his hands on her hips and her eagerness to have him as deep as possible. After a few thrusts to test her, he began piling himself in and out of her. Violently his hips smashed into hers and his cock driving deep, hitting the satisfying spot.
She couldn’t hear herself but she was moaning in ecstasy almost immediately. The panty-gag muffling her moans. His violent motions showed no respect for her tight little cunt, ramming her into a frenzy. His hands were all over her body. Grabbing her breasts roughly one second, holding her shoulders for extra leverage the next, and then gripping her around her flat stomach just above her hip bones to increase his momentum.
She could feel her insides caught between the dildo in her ass and his cock in her pussy and felt the explosion mounting. She kept building uncontrollably, each moment becoming more intense than the next! She was being completely ravaged! Used hard and fast! And she loved it! She couldn’t stop herself coming to a climax if she wanted to! As she neared the tip she felt his hand strike her hard across the face, the warmth spreading across her face only added to the intensity. The ecstasy enveloped her and she spasmed as wave after wave of intense orgasm rocked her! Deaf and blind, her heightened senses focused on the ground shaking orgasm. He was still piling into her when it subsided.
Then with one final violent thrust he stopped. He pulled out. She felt a wet condom obviously empty but still warm from her pussy thrown at her chest, landing on in the crook of her neck. Then a moment later a warm liquid splashed her left eye, with more splashing against her chin and belly. She could tell that he had blown his cum all the way from his position between her thighs to her face, and then the following blows shot on her body.
Feeling used, degraded, humiliated but completely and utterly satisfied and excited she lay there panting. She was fairly confident it had been he who had fucked her senseless, but she was excited to have her hands uncuffed and the blindfold removed so that she could look upon the man who had brought her such pleasure. She lay, relaxed and recovering. She waited for any moment when she would feel him beside her, so she could thank him for the fucking and then clean herself up before hubby came home. Dildo still in her ass, condom on her neck and cum all over her she waited.
But after what seemed like at least 10 minutes nobody released her from her cuffs. Nobody removed the blindfold. Still senseless and helpless, she could feel nobody in the room with her.
And hubby could be coming home at any time….
To be continued?
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