Shock

The black lycra suit hugs your body tightly: you felt turned on just putting it on, with nothing underneath. You pull the black hood down over your face and swing the backpack over your shoulder. The night is warm as you climb over the low fence behind the house. You can see a dim light upstairs but downstairs all is dark. You've watched her routine carefully and you find the key immediately under the loose tile on the patio. You open the door silently, creeping in to the kitchen. There is just enough light that you don't bump into furniture as you move towards the hall, then start to climb the stairs, your pumps silent on the carpet. The house is silent. Upstairs there is a light showing under the bathroom door. You press your ear to the door and hear water draining away: you step back into the shadows on the landing.

She opens the door and steps out, switching off the light. She is in pyjamas with a teddy bear pattern, girlish, even though she is married.

But you've planned this carefully, knowing her husband is away tonight. She walks the few steps to her bedroom and switches on the light but before she can close the door you rush up to her, clapping a hand over her mouth, and switching the light back off. You continue your rapid movement, pushing her forwards and onto the bed, pushing her down into it, a hand on her back, her face in the bedclothes, your other hand trying to catch her flailing arms. "Don't move" you hiss in her ear and she stops, her body trembling. You have her two wrists in one hand and press them into the small of her back, holding her arms firmly, as you reach over to switch on the light beside the bed. She has turned her face away from the bed clothes and now you see her eyes are wide. You straddle her on the bed, sitting on her legs, still holding her wrists, then reach into your backpack to retrieve the ropes. You've already cut them to length and it's a simple matter to tie her wrists together. She tries to call out but you clap a hand over her mouth and whisper, "If you cry out I'll make it hurt more.

" When her hands are secured you roll her over onto her back. She stares at you, trying to see your features through the mask.

From the backpack you pull out the knife and expose the blade and she goes completely still. Then you slip it into the waistband of her pyjamas: she gasps as the cold metal touches her skin, and you slit her pyjamas right down the leg, same on the other side, so you can easily remove them.

You see her golden skin, glowing in the light, and her curly pubic hair, light brown. Now you start undoing the buttons on her pyjama top: you cut off one or two with the knife and she draws in her breath each time. You push her top open, exposing her large breasts, which are resting either side of her chest, the nipples are erect. Putting the knife away, you lean down, grasping one nipple between your teeth, and nip it gently, then you toy all round the nipple. Her body stiffens. You move to her other breast and repeat the action. You can feel your own body responding now.

You suck on her breast, pulling the nipple into your mouth, and again nip it gently in your teeth, now massaging her other breast with your hand.

Her body is trembling beneath your touch and she is starting to whimper. "Am I going to have to gag you", you ask, "or will you be quiet?", and she stops making a sound, her eyes still wide. Back to her breasts: you gather them both in your hands, pushing them together and toying and sucking her nipples. With one hand you reach down to touch yourself: you feel so good in this lycra, so turned on. Now you draw your tongue down her belly, into her pubic hair. You push open her legs and she complies. You reach lower with your tongue, and now move a finger to her softness. You're gentle, probing and exploring, not pushing yet. You toy her private part lips, up to where her personal place is hidden in a little hood of skin. Your fingers are moving up and down her cunt, massaging her perineum, moving towards her arse. Then you start to push a finger into her: you stop toying so you can watch it go in, pushing her soft edges apart. Slowly you move your finger into her, then slip a second finger in. It doesn't go in so easily: you have to push her lips apart, then you move your thumb to rub on her personal place as you move your face back up to her tits to toy and suck again. She's starting to moan again but you don't care now, as long as she's not too loud. You finger her and suck her, and incredibly her hips are moving under you, matching your movements and trying to guide your hands. You move so your face is very close to hers. You look her in the eyes and say "now I'm going to play you." You stand up and touch yourself through the lycra, making sure she can see the outlines of your body, see how aroused you are as your rub yourself. Again you reach into the backpack for some rope and you tie her ankles to the end of the bed, her legs spread wide. You grab her bottom and pull it down so her knees go up. Her arms are still behind her: she can't move. From the backpack you remove the dildo, long, black, shiny. You make sure she gets a good look at it then move it down towards her softness. You rub it against her soft edges, still open from your fingers.

Up and down you move it, while rubbing round her personal place with your fingers.

Now you bob your head down to toy her personal place and you spit on the head of the dildo, resting it against her cunt, then slowly you ease it into her, your salive providing enough lubrication to help it in. She moans, her head back, her arms struggling to get free, and you push the dildo further into her, now rubbing yourself as you do it. You start to move the dildo in and out, pulling it right out so the head rests on her private part lips, then pushing it back in. She's wet, no need for extra lubrication, and you start to move the dildo faster, not only in and out but also working it round, making sure it touches her all over the inside of her softness. You are getting excited yourself and your hand moves over your own body faster, gripping and squeezing, and you again put your head down to toy her personal place as the dildo goes in and out. She stiffens, her hips raising off the bed and you hold the dildo inside her as she comes. When the first orgasm is fading you rub her personal place with your fingers, fast, then put your mouth over it and move your lips and tongue over her until she comes again, her body shuddering. She relaxes back onto the bed, you withdraw the dildo, and now you start to strip off your lycra body suit. It slips off easily and finally your body is free: your own nipples are erect and burning, feeling like pebbles on your skin, and you move your hand down again to finger yourself, your fingers easily slipping inside your own hot, wet softness. You release her cords, ankles first, then wrists, and then remove your mask, shaking your dark hair free. You lie alongside her on the bed and her face turns to yours, lips meeting in a passionate kiss, tongues entwining. Her hands are on your body, feeling your breasts, pulling your nipples hard, making you squirm.

She reaches down to your softness, placing a hand flat on you there, pressing gently, then cupping her fingers round so they press into your private part lips, pushing and rubbing you, pressing into you. You lift your leg to make it easier for her, then roll back onto the bed, closing your eyes as the waves of please wash over you, increasing. Then her hand is gone and next thing you know the mask is being pulled back over your head, but turned around so you can't see a thing and your breathing is difficult, material in your mouth. Then there is something hard at your cunt, and she starts to rock the dildo against you, then push it in, quite roughly, but you're so turned on and wet you can take it. Her lips move over your body, then her teeth, gently biting you. You don't know where you will feel her next and your breathing is hoarse beneath the mask as you get closer and closer to orgasm. She's holding the dildo deep inside you, holding it so it's pressing on the upper walls of your cunt, and just rocking it in and out slightly. Her lips and mouth are on your breasts, sucking your nipples hard, almost painfully, you feel the orgasm building inside you, and you cry out as it hits you, your body jerking. It seems to last forever: you feel faint because of the mask, but that just intensifies the pleasure. She's still holding the dildo in you and her mouth is clamped on your breast as you orgasm again. Then she pulls the mask off, you breath more easily, she kisses you again, lightly, and you lie together in each other's arms, bodies now shiny with sweat, staring into each other's eyes at this incredible, shared passion.

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