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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Fiona had been mad busy at work for ages it seemed, almost too busy to even think about fun and the whole new vista that was opening to her since joining Fab.
She had been chatting to a guy called Steve, the stuff he wrote made Fiona feel special and once more very sexy about herself.
They had been talking and fantasizing about a particular scenario together as suggested by Fiona.
Fiona had been to Anne Summers and had bought a very sexy outfit designed for her introduction in teasing and restraint. ( http://www.annsummers.com/p/submissive-body-harness/18bdpeas1096006 )
She had tried it on a couple of times at home and just the sight of herself in the mirror had got her more than slightly wet as she imagined herself with Steve using it as intended. She had practiced wearing it with a long mac and some black holdups. She loved the feel of the holdups as she slid them up her legs, her hand straying to rub her exposed pussy.
She had even walked around the block one evening in the outfit, the cold night air wafting round her thighs and pussy under the mac. She had passed a couple of blokes walking to the pub grinning to herself that if only they knew what she was wearing under her mac. She got home slightly flushed and as she took a look in the mirror as she took the mac off and saw her nipples hardened by the cold, her hand once again strayed to her pussy and started to massage herself.
The afternoon arrived, Fiona purposely, and not easily, having restrained from playing with herself for a few days, knowing it would make her extra rude. The anticipation was driving her mad as she looked for the hundredth time at the clock as it inched with tantalizing slowness around the dial.
She had got herself ready, wearing only the strapped outfit and holdups underneath her mac. In the pocket of the coat were the cuffs she had bought at the same time as the outfit.
( http://www.annsummers.com/p/luxury-lace-door-jam-kit/03bocuas1080006 )
Eventually the text arrived meaning Steve was coming up her road, so waiting a minute until she heard his car pull up, with a deep breath opened the front door and walked to Steve’s car and got in.
Almost self consciously she sat down, pulling her mac over her knees, already feeling the moistness at the top of her legs.
Steve looked at Fiona, pleased with what he saw, the full red lipstick, carefully applied eye makeup and hair pulled back behind her head. She looked lovely and quite demure, especially as Steve knew what was she was wearing – or not – underneath her mac.
They drove out of town and eventually parked up in a deserted car park and headed off. They went a little way into the woods, holding hand, smiling at each other, the build up making little butterflies in their tummies.
Once they had found the secluded spot Steve took charge.
He guided Fiona to a chunky tree and gently caressing her began to kiss her. As he did so he gently unbuttoned the mac and slid it to the ground. Fiona shivered slightly, partly because of a small breeze, partly because of the thought that she was essentially naked in the open air, but mostly in excitement…
Steve got the restraints and attached them to an overhanging branch and then around Fiona’s wrists.
She was helpless, exposed, vulnerable and aroused beyond her wildest dreams.
Steve circled her, the bulge in his trackies very clear to see. He once again started to kiss Fiona, but in a firmer, more assertive way. She was his to use, to tease, to titillate, to fuck, to do as he pleased. Fiona was dying for him to get started.
He wandered over to a smaller tree and snapped off a small branch, then off the small branch a long twig, with several leaves near the end.
He came back to Fiona and almost at arm’s length began to stroke her breasts with the twig; he circled her breasts, then began to flick her nipples with it, causing her to flinch slightly at each stroke. It was incredibly sexy as she pulled involuntarily at her bonds.
Moving behind her, he began to do the same to her naked ass, stopping only to part her legs so he could stimulate her pussy as he gently pulled it between her legs, pausing occasionally to gently whip her ass. He carried on doing this for a while, then picked up the sturdier stick and began to cane her ass. It wasn’t painful, but just like a small electric shock, the aftermath of which made her clench her buttocks and push her pussy forward, the movement sending her vagina wild with pleasure.
After a few minutes, Steve parted her legs a little more and she felt something hard and hot gently rub between her legs from behind, the shaft easing between her soaking pussy.
It was heaven. Her buttocks were warm from the gentle caning, her pussy red hot from lust, the cock allowing her juices to flow freely, her clitoris hard and pink, just needing the merest of touches to send her on her way to orgasmic delight.
Then Steve unhooked the restraints from the tree and made Fiona kneel down, head towards the tree, arms now restrained around the base of the tree trunk, her head on the ground, her nipples being caressed by the grass underneath. Steve knelt down, and pulling Fiona’s face to one side, slowly began to face fuck her as he once again gently started to cane her ass.
She couldn’t move, other than to flinch as the shock on her ass each time the stick landed and to move her head slightly as Steve thrust his throbbing purple headed cock into her mouth.
Then Steve moved behind Fiona and began to fuck her doggy style for a few seconds. Withdrawing his cock, he gently began to probe her ass with it, a task made easier by the wetness from Fiona. It made her squeal with pain, it was far too big.
But little by little, miraculously it began to go in. Eventually it was all in and began to get a rhythm going. As the rhythm got going, the caning started again, each time she was struck, her ass clenching even tighter around Staves slowly thrusting cock. After a few moments he leant round and started to rub her clit, making the barely suppressed orgasm start to well up. This task was made easier for Steve as he continued to cane her, so causing her clit to push out into his expert fingers.
All of a sudden she was past the point of no return. Her whole ass and pelvis felt on fire from the pounding it was getting, her clit felt about as big as a courgette so big was her impending orgasm. She began to moan, pushing her ass onto Staves cock, writhing her hips, willing him to cane harder (but not too hard!). Her breasts were brushing frantically on the grass, stimulating her hard nipples.
With a mighty groan, Steve came, pushing the last millimeter of himself into her, causing Fiona to shudder, her knees giving way as she rose up to a massive climax, the muscles around her vagina contacting and relaxing in time to the incredible waves of pleasure washing over her.
Steve withdrew, and carefully released Fiona, who exhausted, turned over and lay on her back. Every nerve in her pelvis was sensitized, tingling, quivering with pleasure.
She was aware of her nakedness, her arousal, her utter sexiness, her womanness. But most of all, she was so very happy…
Wow, what next.
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