In Darkest Suburbia

Emma lay quietly in the darkness. The blindfold blocked out all the light but her imagination was a riot of colour as she tried to taste, smell and hear any changes in her environment. The door to the bedroom had closed shut over half an hour ago and apart from the distant noise of an occasional car and the sound of her own breathing, all was silent.

Less than an hour before, she had stepped out of the shower and was drying herself before slipping into her black silk nightgown, when she had heard the key turn in the lock. Thom's hands had reached around her waist, undid the sash of the nightgown, letting it fall open and slide off her shoulders.

"It's Friday night, no children, and you should be naked."

Thom turned her around to face him, Emma's naked body in stark contrast to his business suit. He softly cupped the cheeks of her pert ass as she slid his jacket off his shoulders and dropped it to the floor. But when her fingers reached for the buttons of his shirt, he stopped her.

"I have other plans for you tonight," and a thrill of anticipation ran through Emma's body.

Thom reached for the briefcase that he had left beside the bed. He opened it and withdrew a scarf of scarlet silk which he knotted behind her head, not tight enough to hurt, but tight enough to cut out the light. He scooped Emma up and laid her down on the bed. Emma felt him arrange her arms and hands above her head, her legs wide apart - and then felt the padded binding of the restraints ensnare her.

Emma tested the bonds and pushed herself upwards towards him, trying to arch her back and spread her legs even wider, yearning for his unseen cock. She felt him run a finger between the lips of her cunt, opening her up and touching the juice that was already beginning to escape from her lips. Emma gasped as her flesh was delicately split open - being deprived of sight and movement had heightened all her other senses.

"I love that you are always wet for me. I've a surprise planned for you tonight, Sweetheart, but I'm going to give you a chance to say no. I'm going to bring home a friend for the night and I'm going to watch you being fucked. Will you let me do that, Baby?"

Emma blushed and nodded her head. She could hardly speak with the images racing through her head. Being fucked by a stranger was one of her biggest fantasies.

Lying naked on the bed she imagined the stranger's cock, how it would taste and how much cum he would shoot into her. Where would he fuck her - in the mouth, in the cunt, between her large tits? All of the above? Another spasm of lust made her nipples and clit became hard and erect.

Suddenly, back in the present, she heard the door open and the low murmur of voices. They were too far away to discern the words but she heard two sets of footsteps on the wooden floor. One voice was unmistakably her husband's; the other was quieter and softer.

Emma tensed her naked body, bound and helpless, spread out on the sheets like a feast for the stranger. The footsteps stopped next to the bed. She heard a voice that she did not recognize. It was husky with desire.

"Thom, she is even more beautiful and sexy than I imagined".

Emma's cunt exploded at the sound of the woman's voice. Her mind was already in overdrive, flooded with images of what she imagined the woman would do to her- images full of long slim fingers and probing tongues, soft lips and hot soaking cunts.

"Looks like Thom did a good job with the bonds Emma. I hear you are strong. But I will be stronger, Honey." Emma gasped and began to thrash her body against the restraints. To no avail. The woman lifted up her hips and slid a pillow underneath, eliminating what little slack there was in the ropes, stretching Emma's slim body taut.

She placed a fingertip on Emma's cheek, ran it slowly down and then traced the outline of her mouth.

"You have great lips," she whispered, "Made for sucking. I can imagine them wrapped around Thom's cock and covered with his cum. I am going to drench your lips in my juices tonight, Baby. Would you like that? Do you like the way a woman tastes?"

Emma thought back to her one previous opportunity to taste a woman's cunt, after a party in her late 20s. She had regretted turning the woman's hands away from her aroused clit ever since. Tonight was going to be different.

"I would love to taste your cunt you cruel bitch. And yes you would be the first woman I have tasted. And so what?"

Emma heard Thom laugh from the sofa at the side of the bedroom. She could imagine him sprawled comfortably, still wearing his work clothes, sipping a whisky and also drinking in the vision of his wife's body being slowly teased. The thought aroused Emma even more - the thought of being totally on display as her body was fucked by another woman.

The woman gripped Emma's face and whispered in her ear.

"I love to fuck straight girls. I love it when they moan like sluts and beg me to fuck their sweet tight cunts. I love the way they spurt when I taste them and the way they beg to taste my cunt and lick my ass. I'm going to fuck you senseless, you little bitch. I'm going to fuck you so hard that you are never going to forget tonight."

Emma's cunt streamed with juice and she realised that she was desperate for a finger or a tongue.

"Please" she begged. "Please."

"Please, what, Sweetheart? Has Thom ever come in your mouth?"

"Yes," Emma groaned.

"Did you swallow all of him? Or does he come on your face and nipples? I would love to see that, his streams of cum shooting over your breasts."

She ran a fingertip along Emma's neck, over her collarbone and into the deep cleavage between her breasts.

"Please squeeze them hard," begged Emma.

"I wouldn't dream of being so rough with you."

The woman's fingertip began to trace the outline of Emma's right breast. She caressed her nipple with an exquisite light feminine touch and then her fingers drifted away to her other nipple and began to tug it gently.

She trailed her fingers over Emma's stomach and twirled a fingertip in her navel.

Emma was arching her hips upwards as far as her bonds would allow as her captor slowly raked her fingernails along the inside of her thigh. Emma felt the woman's weight shift as she rearranged herself on the bed and began to lick Emma's calf, her tongue flicking over her hot skin and tasting the beads of perspiration on the sensitive skin behind her knee. Emma's clit felt like it was trying to escape from her body as the tongue went higher and her hand began to circle the open and swollen outer lips of her cunt. After an age, Emma felt the woman's small finger begin to push gently between her inner lips and came to rest against the rim of her hot, soaking hole. The finger suddenly invaded her, burying itself in her cunt.

"Who does this cunt belong to, Baby?"

"To you," Emma moaned.

For a few seconds the only sounds in the room were the slow liquid noise of the woman's finger fucking Emma's cunt and Emma's own soft moans.

"I envy you Thom, she is delicious and filthy."

The woman left her finger in Emma's cunt for moments longer before withdrawing it slowly. Emma ached for her touch and gasped as her wet fingertip gently probed the puckered opening of her ass.

Her finger circled relentlessly as she whispered in Emma's ear, "Has he fucked your sweet ass, Baby?"

"Yes," Emma whispered softly, her mind flooding back to the feel of his cock deep inside her two days before. Thom had spent time teasing, stroking and licking her asshole. He had first finger fucked her, coating her ass and his cock with the juice dripping from her cunt, before gently easing the head into her. She could feel every twitch as he began to move inside her. He had reached forward and gently squeezed her clit. Emma had already been on the verge of an orgasm and that firm pressure on her clit had pushed her over the edge as she longed for his hot spunk to explode deep inside her. Emma's orgasm began to milk his cock, squeezing out thick ribbons of spunk and feeling it drip, thick and creamy, from her pink twitching hole and down her thighs.

Emma could imagine Thom's hard cock fucking this woman right now, stretching her tight ass wide as he thrust into her from behind.

"I've have another sweet little slut waiting for me at home. She has perfect breasts. And her cunt tastes like honey. I tied her up like you're tied up now. And left her, not knowing where I had gone, not knowing when I'll be back. Perhaps I will bring you back to her. She would love your tits, cunt and ass. I can just see her hot little tongue flicking between your lips, tasting your juices, fucking your hole, teasing your clit. And Thom could come along to fuck her after you had come in her mouth."

Again Emma arched her back against her bonds at the thought. Her nipples felt like they were on fire. The woman sensed this and began to pull them harder, stretching them in turn as her finger began to flick over Emma's asshole, lubricated by the juice flowing freely from her open cunt. She bent down and began to roll Emma's nipple with her tongue, rasping her teeth over the delicate flesh.

She worked on her for a long time, licking, chewing and sucking until Emma thought she was going to come just from her nipples being tortured and the fingers on her cunt and ass.

But still Emma wanted the woman to eat her.

"Please, go down on my cunt."

Wordlessly the woman moved again and seconds later, Emma felt her cunt split open under the woman's tongue as it probed deeply through her wet lips. Emma's strained to produce more and more juice to fill up the woman's mouth and felt an enormous orgasm begin to swell through her belly. She ground her cunt hard into the woman's face and orgasm after orgasm racked through her body as she screamed and moaned for the woman to push her tongue deeper into her.

Emma felt her hips pushed up and the tongue now move to her asshole. The woman took her time. Her tongue travelled up and down the soft folds that radiated from her ass, savouring the taste and the feel of her flesh. When the tip of her tongue reached her asshole, Emma started trembling uncontrollably as the tongue played with her with excruciating slowness.

Suddenly Emma felt alone. Her bruised cunt cried out for more hard fucking but minutes passed and still there was silence. Emma felt like whimpering with frustration.

Her wishes were soon answered.

"I haven't fucked you yet."

Almost instantaneously, Emma was invaded by a large, smooth object which stretched the walls of her cunt like never before. Emma groaned, trying to draw the huge strap on cock deeper into her.

"Look at how wet I am. Just fuck me, you bitch, just fuck me."

Emma felt the woman's hands pull her ass cheeks wide open. She had never felt so exposed in her life ... or so aroused.

The strap on plunged into Emma again and again and she could sense and hear the woman's growing excitement. Emma had never been so full before and yet she craved an even thicker dildo or, even better, a thick hard real cock. She writhed against the woman's hands which began to scratch her buttocks. As Emma began to come, the image of Thom's cock deep inside her ass burned itself into her brain.

Emma seemed to pass out for a few minutes. When she came to, the blindfolds were gone and so were the cuffs.

"You were so beautiful," Thom whispered. "And I now want you to enjoy looking at some action."

On the bed the blonde haired woman lay on her front, her ankles and wrists hog tied together, pushing her cunt and ass wide open. The strap on was already buried deeply inside the woman's wet cunt, held in place by Thom's hand.

As Thom's hard cock replaced the dildo, she moaned with pleasure. His cock slapped against the folds of her cunt, and instinctively Emma reached across and grasped the dildo from beside her husband. "This is my turn. I'm going to make her pay."

Emma's hand was a blur as the strap on thrust deep into every last crevice of the woman's cunt. Thom's cock was now in the woman's ass, fucking her at the same pace until, with a deep groan, his cock emerged and spurted spunk over her ass cheeks and lower back.

Emma almost forgot about fucking the woman as she licked up every last drop of her husband's cum from the woman's body. She lay back and contentedly swallowed and savoured the taste of the salty spunk. She had fucked and been fucked, had been the tormented and the tormentor. She felt in control like never before and her finger moved again to her still erect clit. She knew how to pleasure herself like no one else and this was a special occasion that she was not going to waste...