I Like to Read Dirty Stories
The Surprise
I was lying naked on my bed, all my toys within reach, all alone, complete solitude, and ready to play my afternoon away. I started with just running my hands all over my body. I loved the feel of my skin, its always been so soft, and with each erogenous zone I passed I reacted with shivers. I lingered on my breasts, pulling and pinching my nipples, bringing them to attention, like little pebbles. I stopped to take a picture with the digital camera of how hard they were. This is something I often did while playing, and it always got me hot. It was like someone could see what I was doing. Then I picked up my silver nipple clamps, and placed one on each nipple, with the delicate chain dangling between my breasts. These didnt hurt, but caused me to feel constant pressure on my nipples, which in turn had a direct effect on my *****. I knew without even touching it was wet, as nipple play always brought on instant wetness. I reached down and glided my fingers along the outer lips of my *****, and sure enough, it was wet. Then I slid my fingers inside the folds to discover the silky juices gathering there. It felt so good. I just kept sliding my fingers back and forth, not entering, just teasing, not quite rubbing my ****, but sliding gently over it. This was causing my breathing to change, my heartbeat to race, and my desire to insert my fingers to increase. I kept teasing myself, until I felt I couldn't take anymore, and plunged two fingers deep inside my soaking wet *****. It felt incredible as I moved them in and out, ******* myself with them, adding another finger to increase the pleasure. My juices were running down my ***, and my hand was covered with them, glistening in the sunshine streaming through the skylight. I kept pumping away until I came, squirting all over the bed. I didn't give myself much down time, before I picked up the Hitachi Wand. This is a high powered vibrator, which I bought an extender for the end for clitoral stimulation. I turned it on high, and placed on my ****. The feelings were immediate and intense. I came hard, gushing again. By now I am lying in a wet spot about a foot wide, so I get up and put down a towel, then lay back down. I roll to my stomach, arch my back sticking my *** in the air, and insert my vibrating butt plug. It feels great once in place, then I turn it on high and enjoy the deep vibrations in my tight ***. I roll back onto my back, raise my knees and brace them against the wrought iron headboard, which also holds them open wide. Then I take my large black ***** and slide it inside my soaking wet *****. I go slowly at first, then faster and faster, harder and harder, ******* my dripping *****, while the plug hums away in my ***, and the clamps pinch my nipples. The sensations take over my body, and soon I am moaning loudly, writhing on the bed, and ******* so hard I am oblivious to everything around me. As soon as one ****** would end I would keep ******* myself, bringing on another, moaning, screaming, yelling, I kept this up, unaware of the time passing, focusing only on the erotic sensations my body is experiencing, until I heard a noise.
I turn my head, still breathing hard, slightly moaning, with the ***** still in my *****, and see a cop! He is standing in my bedroom, unannounced, uninvited, unneeded! I try to grab the covers from the bottom of my bed, but they're out of my reach. He walks closer and asks if everything is ok. I must be looking at him like he grew a horn out of the middle of his head, because he continues to explain. He said a neighbor called and said something was happening to her neighbor, she heard screams and wanted us to check to make sure the neighbor was alright. He looked me over, head to toe, and said you are obviously just fine. I was mortified. I tried to sit up, but my legs were still being held wide open by the head board. He asked if he could assist me. I didn't answer, which I guess he took as a yes. He walked over, and instead of helping me remove my legs from the wrought iron bars, he took the ***** that was in my hand and pushed it in deep. I was shocked. I couldn't figure out what he was doing. Police officers aren't supposed to act like this. He looked down at my face and said, you owe me a little something for coming out here for a false alarm. I think at this point I would've been scared, except he was ******* my ***** hard with my ***** and my body was taking over my mind again. I was ******* and could not control it. He let me regain my breathing, then said you obviously love this, so lets keep going maybe teach you a little self control. Now I was scared. What the hell was he going to do. The answer came soon enough as he grabbed some of my thigh high stockings that were hanging near the bed, and tied my ankles in place to the headboard bars. Then he moved down to my hands, pulled them above my head and secured them to each of the iron footboard pedestals. Now I was naked, a butt plug in my ***, still on high, nipple clamps still on, a ***** still lodged in my *****, and spread eagle, in front of a cop I never met.
He leaned over me and said he wouldn't hurt me, but he didn't trust me not to keep making noise, so he stuffed a small towel into my mouth. I could still breathe, but was unable to make any noise other than muffled moans. Then he reached down between my legs and removed the butt plug. I was almost relieved until I felt something bigger and wet entering my ***. He was using one of my other ******, and began ******* my ***. He started slowly enough, and it was lubed, but then he went to town, just slamming the hell out of me. That thing was going in and out at warp speed and I needed to ***. I was moaning and screaming as much as I could, but the towel muffled all the noise. He watched my face closely, then when he thought I was on the verge of *******, he pulled it out. He stopped. Nothing touching me, no dido anywhere. I felt like screaming my lungs out, but there was nothing I could do. He continued watching me, not saying a word, until my breathing was regular again, then reached up and removed the nipple clamps. The blood rushed to my sore nipples and made my ***** suddenly soaking wet. He gave me no time to absorb the sharp pain in my nipples before he sucked each one then bit them. I felt like I was on fire. I could feel my heart racing, and my breathing getting labored, when I suddenly felt a ***** in my ***** again. He shoved it all the way in, and held it there, while he used one of the vibrators on my ****. He just held the vibe on top of my ****, on high, sending shock waves through my body, while he used his other hand and began ******* me with the *****. He slammed it in and out, so fast and hard I couldn't breathe. The room was spinning, I felt like I might lose consciousness, I was on the edge, ready to *** full out, and everything stopped. I was furious. I couldn't make him continue, I couldn't thrust my ***** enough to get the ***** back in, and he just sat there with an evil smile. He told me this is how I would learn some control. He kept doing these types of maneuvers till I thought I would pass out from exhaustion, and frustration at not being able to ***.
Finally, he said, if I take the gag out, you will not scream, you understand me? I nodded, and he removed the towel from my mouth. Then he gave me a sip of water from the nightstand. He stood up and unbuckled his pants, letting them drop to the floor. His **** popped out, and was huge. He told me it was his turn, and that when he gave it to me, I would be allowed to ***. But before he ****** me, he was going to **** my mouth. He leaned over my mouth placing his **** halfway in my mouth and started moving back and forth. It gagged me every time he went in deep, but being tied I had no control over it. He continued this assault on my mouth then he seemed to shudder, like he was close to ******* and pulled it out. He said he was going to untie me, but for me not to move until he told me I could. He undid the thigh highs that bound me in place and removed my legs from the headboard framework, then gently stood me up. He helped me toward the end of the bed, then told me to bend over. I wasn't going to argue at this point, so I did as he said. He told me to spread my legs and he knelt down and tied them again to the bottom of the bedposts, then pushed my face down into the mattress. He told me to put my hands above my head then used his handcuffs to hold them together. I was essentially immobile again. He knelt back down and licked my legs, up one leg to my inner thigh, skipping over my ***** to the other thigh and down again. When he came back up, he inserted two fingers into my ***** and began licking me from *** to ****. He was sucking and licking, all while he was ******* me with his fingers. I immediately began to ***, gushing juice all over his hand and down my thighs. He gave me no time to recover before he stood up, leaned over my back and slammed his **** into my dripping *****. He grabbed my hips and just ****** hard, pulling me into him with each thrust, harder and harder, until I felt him spurting hot *** deep inside me, which cause me to *** too. He stayed put for a minute to gather himself, then stood up and began to get dressed. I could see him out of the corner of my eye, but not completely. He started to walk away, like he was leaving, which scared the hell out of me. He couldn't leave me cuffed and tied like this. He came back and laid a card in front of my face, with a single rose. I asked what this was, and he just chuckled and walked away.
I struggled to position myself to read what was on the card. It said I love you, and wanted to give you a real surprise for your birthday. I hope he was good for you.
I was stunned, this had all been planned. Mark walked in then and began untying my legs, kissing me as he did. Then he unlocked the cuffs. He helped me stand and explained that was a friend of his from the gym, who said he would be happy to help surprise his wife for her birthday. They had come up with this plan, and it worked beautifully. He even had a secret video recorder taping everything so he could watch it again and again, seeing how much I enjoyed it. He walked over to the closet and took out the tiny camera. I couldn't believe it, but he was right, this was the best birthday surprise ever.
I was lying naked on my bed, all my toys within reach, all alone, complete solitude, and ready to play my afternoon away. I started with just running my hands all over my body. I loved the feel of my skin, its always been so soft, and with each erogenous zone I passed I reacted with shivers. I lingered on my breasts, pulling and pinching my nipples, bringing them to attention, like little pebbles. I stopped to take a picture with the digital camera of how hard they were. This is something I often did while playing, and it always got me hot. It was like someone could see what I was doing. Then I picked up my silver nipple clamps, and placed one on each nipple, with the delicate chain dangling between my breasts. These didnt hurt, but caused me to feel constant pressure on my nipples, which in turn had a direct effect on my *****. I knew without even touching it was wet, as nipple play always brought on instant wetness. I reached down and glided my fingers along the outer lips of my *****, and sure enough, it was wet. Then I slid my fingers inside the folds to discover the silky juices gathering there. It felt so good. I just kept sliding my fingers back and forth, not entering, just teasing, not quite rubbing my ****, but sliding gently over it. This was causing my breathing to change, my heartbeat to race, and my desire to insert my fingers to increase. I kept teasing myself, until I felt I couldn't take anymore, and plunged two fingers deep inside my soaking wet *****. It felt incredible as I moved them in and out, ******* myself with them, adding another finger to increase the pleasure. My juices were running down my ***, and my hand was covered with them, glistening in the sunshine streaming through the skylight. I kept pumping away until I came, squirting all over the bed. I didn't give myself much down time, before I picked up the Hitachi Wand. This is a high powered vibrator, which I bought an extender for the end for clitoral stimulation. I turned it on high, and placed on my ****. The feelings were immediate and intense. I came hard, gushing again. By now I am lying in a wet spot about a foot wide, so I get up and put down a towel, then lay back down. I roll to my stomach, arch my back sticking my *** in the air, and insert my vibrating butt plug. It feels great once in place, then I turn it on high and enjoy the deep vibrations in my tight ***. I roll back onto my back, raise my knees and brace them against the wrought iron headboard, which also holds them open wide. Then I take my large black ***** and slide it inside my soaking wet *****. I go slowly at first, then faster and faster, harder and harder, ******* my dripping *****, while the plug hums away in my ***, and the clamps pinch my nipples. The sensations take over my body, and soon I am moaning loudly, writhing on the bed, and ******* so hard I am oblivious to everything around me. As soon as one ****** would end I would keep ******* myself, bringing on another, moaning, screaming, yelling, I kept this up, unaware of the time passing, focusing only on the erotic sensations my body is experiencing, until I heard a noise.
I turn my head, still breathing hard, slightly moaning, with the ***** still in my *****, and see a cop! He is standing in my bedroom, unannounced, uninvited, unneeded! I try to grab the covers from the bottom of my bed, but they're out of my reach. He walks closer and asks if everything is ok. I must be looking at him like he grew a horn out of the middle of his head, because he continues to explain. He said a neighbor called and said something was happening to her neighbor, she heard screams and wanted us to check to make sure the neighbor was alright. He looked me over, head to toe, and said you are obviously just fine. I was mortified. I tried to sit up, but my legs were still being held wide open by the head board. He asked if he could assist me. I didn't answer, which I guess he took as a yes. He walked over, and instead of helping me remove my legs from the wrought iron bars, he took the ***** that was in my hand and pushed it in deep. I was shocked. I couldn't figure out what he was doing. Police officers aren't supposed to act like this. He looked down at my face and said, you owe me a little something for coming out here for a false alarm. I think at this point I would've been scared, except he was ******* my ***** hard with my ***** and my body was taking over my mind again. I was ******* and could not control it. He let me regain my breathing, then said you obviously love this, so lets keep going maybe teach you a little self control. Now I was scared. What the hell was he going to do. The answer came soon enough as he grabbed some of my thigh high stockings that were hanging near the bed, and tied my ankles in place to the headboard bars. Then he moved down to my hands, pulled them above my head and secured them to each of the iron footboard pedestals. Now I was naked, a butt plug in my ***, still on high, nipple clamps still on, a ***** still lodged in my *****, and spread eagle, in front of a cop I never met.
He leaned over me and said he wouldn't hurt me, but he didn't trust me not to keep making noise, so he stuffed a small towel into my mouth. I could still breathe, but was unable to make any noise other than muffled moans. Then he reached down between my legs and removed the butt plug. I was almost relieved until I felt something bigger and wet entering my ***. He was using one of my other ******, and began ******* my ***. He started slowly enough, and it was lubed, but then he went to town, just slamming the hell out of me. That thing was going in and out at warp speed and I needed to ***. I was moaning and screaming as much as I could, but the towel muffled all the noise. He watched my face closely, then when he thought I was on the verge of *******, he pulled it out. He stopped. Nothing touching me, no dido anywhere. I felt like screaming my lungs out, but there was nothing I could do. He continued watching me, not saying a word, until my breathing was regular again, then reached up and removed the nipple clamps. The blood rushed to my sore nipples and made my ***** suddenly soaking wet. He gave me no time to absorb the sharp pain in my nipples before he sucked each one then bit them. I felt like I was on fire. I could feel my heart racing, and my breathing getting labored, when I suddenly felt a ***** in my ***** again. He shoved it all the way in, and held it there, while he used one of the vibrators on my ****. He just held the vibe on top of my ****, on high, sending shock waves through my body, while he used his other hand and began ******* me with the *****. He slammed it in and out, so fast and hard I couldn't breathe. The room was spinning, I felt like I might lose consciousness, I was on the edge, ready to *** full out, and everything stopped. I was furious. I couldn't make him continue, I couldn't thrust my ***** enough to get the ***** back in, and he just sat there with an evil smile. He told me this is how I would learn some control. He kept doing these types of maneuvers till I thought I would pass out from exhaustion, and frustration at not being able to ***.
Finally, he said, if I take the gag out, you will not scream, you understand me? I nodded, and he removed the towel from my mouth. Then he gave me a sip of water from the nightstand. He stood up and unbuckled his pants, letting them drop to the floor. His **** popped out, and was huge. He told me it was his turn, and that when he gave it to me, I would be allowed to ***. But before he ****** me, he was going to **** my mouth. He leaned over my mouth placing his **** halfway in my mouth and started moving back and forth. It gagged me every time he went in deep, but being tied I had no control over it. He continued this assault on my mouth then he seemed to shudder, like he was close to ******* and pulled it out. He said he was going to untie me, but for me not to move until he told me I could. He undid the thigh highs that bound me in place and removed my legs from the headboard fr
I struggled to position myself to read what was on the card. It said I love you, and wanted to give you a real surprise for your birthday. I hope he was good for you.
I was stunned, this had all been planned. Mark walked in then and began untying my legs, kissing me as he did. Then he unlocked the cuffs. He helped me stand and explained that was a friend of his from the gym, who said he would be happy to help surprise his wife for her birthday. They had come up with this plan, and it worked beautifully. He even had a secret video recorder taping everything so he could watch it again and again, seeing how much I enjoyed it. He walked over to the closet and took out the tiny camera. I couldn't believe it, but he was right, this was the best birthday surprise ever.
By:
beginer4u2012
Age:
36-40
,
Female
