Interior Decoration {ewtsl} (MF, exh, voy, solo, MMMMFFFF, oral, mast)

by Ewtsl

Copyright 2004: All Rights Reserved

Disclaimer
If you are not of age to read or possess sexually oriented material or it is
against the law in your country, state, province, city, etc. please do not
read any further.  This story depicts consensual sexual activities between
adults.  All characters, events, etc. are purely fictional 
and any relationship to people, events, places, etc. in the
past, present or future is purely coincidental. If this
type of work offends you, please stop reading now. 

"Interior Decoration" by Ewtsl


They met for their usual Wednesday lunch, but today he
was definitely acting unusual. They were always very
open with each other so finally she simply asked. 

"Is everything okay? You seem uptight about something." 

He looked at her a little sheepishly. 

"Is it that obvious? Sorry. It's just that there is something 
I want to ask you about, something I think I want you to
do, but I guess I can't figure out how to bring it
up." 

"So tell me, the worst I can do is say 'No', right?" 

"You're right, of course. It's just that it is
a bit out of the ordinary. It involves some of your 
fantasies, but there are also some elements that you 
might not like. Now that the cat is sort of out of the bag, 
I guess I can tell you in one of two ways. The first is
I just tell you and then you can decide. The second,
of course, is for you to trust me and agree to be do whatever
I ask without knowing beforehand." 

His words hung in the air for a minute. It was true that 
she harbored submissive-type fantasies and that by simply 
agreeing to go along with his wishes, she would be moving 
down that path from the beginning (Was that all part of his
plan? He always seemed so considerate of her feelings
about the things they tried, but then again, somehow
she felt she was going to end up right where he wanted
her to.) She did have to admit, though, that even
without knowing what it was he had in mind, the
thought of submitting to it was already making her
wet. She knew that he respected her limits but also
was willing to push the boundaries she had established
within those limits. But why was he being so
mysterious? In the end, her sexual and her submissive
sides won the day and agreed to his plan whatever it
was. As soon as she said yes to him, the moist feeling 
between her legs increased even more.

He told her the event (as he began referring to it)
was to take place the following Saturday at 9:00pm. He
gave her an address (not his place) and told her to be
there at 8:30pm to give them time to prepare. 

"What should I wear?" 

"Whatever you want. We'll have something else for you 
to change into." 

We? Her mind raced. Who was 'we' and now she became 
worried about what had been picked out for her to wear 
in front of this 'we'. She liked dressing up in outfits 
just for him and of course being naked, but 'we' made that 
a whole different ballgame. She began to have second
thoughts about the whole thing, but knew that at any
point, as she went through the event, she could use
their safe word and it would end. Knowing this, and
filled with erotic curiousity, she decided to keep her
appointment. She was a bundle of nerves as she pulled
up to the apartment complex that was apparently the
address she had been given. The number #1145 must be a
unit, so she drove around through the buildings until
she found it. It was one of those townhouse type
complexes, with the garages on the bottom floor. She
parked, got out, and went up the stairs to #1145 with
unsteady legs. She knocked on the door and was
relieved to see that he answered the door. He smiled
reassuringly at her and she smiled back, relaxing a
bit. 

"Now don't worry," he said. "This will test your
limits, but I don't think it is anything you can't or
won't want to handle. I'll be listening for the safe
word just in case." 

She nodded quickly, as much as for her as for him. 

"Now, the first thing I need you to do is put on this 
blindfold." 

She tensed at this, anxiety washing over her. Her hands 
shaking, she put the put the blindfold over her eyes. 
With her fingers she could tell that it was also functioned 
as a mask, with decorative trim and edges that went a bit 
further over her forehead than was really necessary for just
a blindfold. 

"That will keep you anonymous. No one will be able to
recognize you with that on. Which you will appreciate
because now I need you to take off all of your
clothes." 

Her anxiety increased, but as she undressed, so did the 
sexual tension. Soon, she was pulling off her thong panties 
and stood there completely naked, unable to see a thing. 
She felt him come closer and begin to rub his hands over her 
body, her back, and down to cup her ass. One hand moved 
around to the front and darted in between her legs. He probed her
wetness. 

"That's not just from my hands. I thought you would enjoy this 
little game." 

He moved his slick finger up her stomach and in circles around 
her breast until he reached her erect nipple. He rubbed her juice
around it, then withdrew the finger, only to replace
it with his warm mouth. He sucked on it for a minute,
then sucked the other nipple for a moment as well.
Abruptly, he stopped. 

"Well, as much as I am enjoying that, we really need to get going." 

The anxiety returned as he grabbed her hand and began leading her
through the apartment. They didn't go back through the
front door (she thought) but started to go down some
different stairs. They must be going down into the
garage for the apartment. Garage? Were they going to
drive somewhere? And what about her clothes. She was
naked! She felt close to panic as he opened the door
of a vehicle (not his, some kind of large SUV) and
helped her up into it. 

He helped her up into the front passenger seat of the
SUV. The seat back had been set into a reclining
position. As she settled into the seat, she felt
something on her ankle. A rope, and then it was pulled
tight and then taut towards the center of the vehicle.
Then another rope around the other ankle, this time
pulled tight and towards the door. She realized how
unladylike this position was. Her legs were now set
far apart and anyone who looked into the SUV would be
able to see not only her naked body, but her shaved
pussy, spread wide open. She thought at least that she
had her hands to cover herself with, but that hope
soon vanished as he took her wrists and tied them
together and then back over her head. She wondered
what she must look like, her body splayed out on the
seat, unable to move. In spite of (or because of) her
predicament, her nipples were erect and her pussy
got wetter by the minute. 

She felt his hands moving over her body now, caressing 
her, but also moving at will, as if to reinforce the 
notion that she could be touched anywhere and not do 
anything about it. His hands moved to her breasts, 
cupping them, using his thumbs to rub her nipples, then 
pinching them. His fingertips moved down her stomach and 
then to her legs. He stroked her thighs up and down,
teasing her, getting closer each time to her lips,
then backing off and starting over. She kept inching
forward in the seat, trying to get his fingers to
touch her cunt, it needed contact so badly now. But
instead, his hands left her for a moment. Then she
felt something smooth, cold, and metallic against the
skin of her inner thigh. It moved up slowly and then
finally it began to circle around the edges of her
pussy. He brushed it up and down the outside of her
labia, then right up through the slit. She gasped at
the feel of it, cool, against her heat. He moved it
around the entrance a few times and then pushed it up
into her. 

Now she realized what it was, a 'silver
bullet', one of those small, remote controlled
vibrators. She could feel the thin cord snaking out of
her pussy, and across her leg towards the driver's
seat. She wiggled in her seat, trying desparately to
make herself cum using only the unmoving device inside
of her. The door shut solidly, and then the back door
opened. She felt him just above her face, and then he
kissed her, deeply, pushing his tongue into her
willing mouth. She tried to pull him closer to her
using only her mouth, but too soon he broke the kiss
and shut the door. The driver's door opened and he got
in and started the engine. The garage door opened and
they pulled out. 

It was dark outside (thank goodness!) but they were
still in the city and there were plenty of streelights
and other illumination to light up her body as they
drove. In her position, blindfolded and restrained,
she  was quite disoriented and after the first 2 or 3
turns she could no longer discern anything about even
which direction they were going. At least we are up
high enough that not everyone can see in, she thought.
Still, she figured that everyone else with a similar
vehicle or a van or truck, could at least see her
naked breasts pointing up towards the ceiling. It
seemed like they had gotten on a freeway. 

She began to relax a bit but suddenly, the vibrator 
inside of her came to life. Her hips resumed their 
undulation, trying to work the buzzing vibrator down 
to where it was right against her g-spot. Almost there, 
almost there. Then it stopped as soon as it began. God, she
needed to cum so badly. Then she felt the warm night
air against her skin as the windows on her side of the
SUV were rolled down. She now felt much more exposed,
especially when she deduced from the sounds that there
was a large tractor trailer beside them. She had no
doubts that the driver was able to get a excellent
view of her nude form. She didn't think he would
notice the ropes binding her hands and feet, but he
would certainly notice how far apart her legs were
spread, maybe even how wet her pussy was. Then the
bullet started up again inside her. Her desire was so
strong now, she didn't care who was watching her.
Finally, she got the vibrator to the perfect spot. Oh,
she was close, so close. She imagined the trucker
trying to drive as he watched her hips bucking, her
body writhing. With a yell, she came suddenly, as hard
an orgasm as she had ever had. Waves of pleasure
coursed through her body. The bullet stopped
vibrating, the windows closed, and her body went limp.

She was in a daze for the rest of the ride. Finally,
the SUV pulled into a parking space (she supposed) and
stopped. He turned the engine off and got out. Then
she heard her door open. First, he removed the bullet
from her pussy (and gave her clit a little kiss), then
he untied her feet and hands. 

"You can stretch a bit, if you want." 

She was a bit stiff from being in that position for so 
long, especially considering the exertions she had been 
through. 

"Now out you go." 

He took her hand and helped her out of the vehicle. Her
bare feet landed on smooth concrete. But where was
she, and could anyone see her. She was still naked
after all. They could be in a parking lot or a
subdivision. But it seemed quiet. No cars, anyway. He
led her by the hand down what seemed like a walkway
(there were a few short steps here and there. They
stopped and she heard keys jingling as he opened a
door. Now her feet were on tile and the sound of their
footsteps made it seem like they were in a large room
of some kind. He led her down steps and to a carpeted
area. 

"We are a little late, so we need to hurry." 

Late for what? Her mind raced. 

"Stop here. I need you to get on all fours." 

Luckily, the carpet was thick and soft. 

"Now I need you to put your hands a bit closer together. 
A bit more, there, that's perfect."

She heard the sound of metal hitting metal, and then
felt something around her wrists. It was cuffs of some
sort, stiff, belt-like leather. She heard the click of
the latch. She tested it a bit and sure enough, there
was no give, in any direction. She heard the same
sound again, and now felt the same type of cuffs being
attached around her ankles. Except that the ones
around her ankles had a bar between them that kept her
legs about 18 inches apart. She could just imagine
what she looked like in this arrangement. 

"Now this is the important part. I need you to be as still 
as possible. And keep your back straight." 

She flattened her back as best she could. He stepped away, 
and then came back. She felt the cool smoothness of a glass
tabletop being lowered onto her back. She was a table.
But a table for what? The answer revealed itself as
she heard him call out. 

"Okay everyone, you can come in now." 

Her curiosity turned to shock as she heardvoices, male 
and female, maybe 10 in all, come into the room. She felt 
a few trays and then some drinks being placed on the table 
-- HER!! What had she gotten herself into?

Even though her face was covered with a mask, she
could feel her face flush. She tried to keep her back
level so that the tabletop wouldn't tip over and cause
anything to fall over. Because the mask blocked her
vision as well, she couldn't see anything, but could
feel the movement of air on her bare skin as legs
walked by the table. 

"She's exquisite." a woman's voice said. 

"Delicious." a man's voice agreed. 

There were more statements in this vein, mostly coming from
behind her. She flushed again as she imagined what
they were looking at, her pussy spread wide because of
the width of the leg restraint. The attention only
made her wetter and she guessed they could see that
too. 

"Poor thing, the weight of that glass is going
tire her out." 

"Yeah, do you mind if we remove it?"

"No, go ahead. Just don't spill anything."  

Then he leaned close to her ear to whisper to her "Just 
because I am letting them remove the glass off of
your back does not mean you can move.  You must remain in 
that position until I tell you otherwise." 

She nodded, grateful as the weight was lifted off of her 
back. But now what?

"I see she obeys very well. Does she have any other
tricks?" 

"She certainly does, perhaps we will show you some." 

"It seems to me that all this attention is turning her 
on. Come see." 

She felt the movement of air again as most of the group 
(she supposed, anyway) moved around to her feet. She felt 
someone kneel close to her, a knee in denim brushing her calf. 

"Look, you can see how wet she is." 

"Let me see," he said, the location of his voice descending 
as he too kneeled. "Oh yes, she is indeed very wet from all 
of this."

She felt his fingers on her lips, pulling them apart.

"You can see what a delightful cunt she has. She
always stays so nice and wet for me. And her pussy is so nice
and tight. See for yourself" 

Beneath her blindfold, her eyebrows shot up as she heard the 
words. She tensed as she waited for someone to take advantage
of that offer. She was surprised though, that the first touch
she felt was a gentle fingertip tracing down her spine, slowly 
moving in a meandering path to her ass, then the other fingers 
on that hand joined in to caress her buttock, moving in circles,
and getting ever closer to her lips. The fingers felt smallish 
and soft and she realized that it was the hand of one of the
women. She had no time to contemplate this however, for now the 
skillful fingers were moving up and down and in between her folds,
dipping into her, then lubricated by the wetness from inside, 
moving down to rub her clitoris. 

As much as she was trying to stay still, the touch of this 
woman's hand was making her tremble. Now two or three of her 
fingers were kneading and stroking her clit. 

"Mmmm, she is very nice and tight and wet. You should feel 
this."

She wasn't sure who the comment was directed to, but soon felt
a different hand on her, a man's hand. The skin was rougher
and the fingers were much thicker. While the woman kept up her
assault on clit, one, then two of the man's thick fingers slid
into her pussy. She moaned as they filled her. He began to move 
them in and out, his fingertips hitting her just right. Almost 
too soon the combined feel of these two strangers' hands pushed
her to the edge and over and she shook as she came. 

The hands left her body. Her breathing slowed as the 
sensation of her orgasm subsided.

"Well, she is delightful, and cums so nicely."

"Yes indeed. I've never seen anyone who can cum as often 
as she can. One night she came 15 times."

"Really? That is something unusual."

"Yes it is. And quite a treat to experience. Hmm, that gives
me an idea, though. Hold on a sec."

His voice moved away, then she heard him rustling
through a bag, then he returned. 

"Now, this is just a standard, lifelike dildo, no batteries 
or anything, right? Well, I'll show you how she responds." 

Before her mind could even process what was about to happen,
she felt the tip of a large, smooth object rubbing up
and down against the entrance to her pussy. She was so
wet that it didn't take any time before it slid deeply
into her. God, it felt good. Everyone was silent now,
but she felt them move around to her sides, so they
could get a better view of the large plastic cock
sinking deep into her cunt. The only sound in the room
was the moist sound being made by the in and out
motion. He fucked her expertly with the dildo, making
sure the head of it was rubbing against her spot with
every thrust. It didn't take more than a minute or two
before she felt the second orgasm coming. She moaned as
she shuddered with pleasure. He continued his
movements, changing the pace and angle from time to
time, but always making sure her spot received plenty
of attention. She came again in short order, and for a
fourth time just minutes later. He continued until she
had cum five (or maybe six) times, then 
slowly withdrew the imitation dick out of her. 

"There you are, everyone. Six orgasms in about ten minutes 
and she's still wet and ready to go." 

One male voice said "I gladly volunteer to continue the 
experiment."

"Sorry, but not tonight. She is very obedient, but
partly because she knows I respect her limits and that
is one of hers." 

"Oooooh, someone needs to do something." a female voice 
said. "I am so damn horny after seeing that little show. 
Can't you tell her to do something else for us?" 

"Hmmmmmm," he considered, "let's do this. Everyone, pull 
up a seat, find a chair, whatever, and gather round. You 
should all feel free to touch yourself or a willing neighbor 
however you wish. I will let the floor show continue with a
demonstration of her fantastic cock-sucking
abilities." 

She could hear the furniture being shifted and people 
arranging themselves. She also heard the sounds of zippers 
being pulled and clothes being pushed down as at least 
some of the attendees decided to take matters into their 
own hands. 

"Let me see your hands." he directed her. 

She lifted up her hands and felt his, guiding her forward, 
still kneeling. He placed her hands on his knees, his pants 
no longer covering them. 

"Suck me. Fuck me with your mouth. Show them what a
good cocksucker you are." 

Not being able to see because of the blindfold, she decided 
that the best way to find his cock was to kiss her way up his 
thigh. She reached his ball first, and sucked them one at a 
time into her mouth. His hard member was sticking straight up,
so she licked up the shaft until she reached the tip. She
swirled her tongue around the head a few times before engulfing
it with her warm mouth. Her ears picked up the sounds of hands 
on cocks and fingers in pussies, the sound of moist movements 
and soft murmurs of pleasure as the other guests worked to get
themselves off while they watched. Since she was the main
attraction, she tried to make her blow job as theatrical and 
erotic to watch as she could. She let his cock slip out of her
mouth often so she could make a big show of her tounge licking
it like a big lollipop. Then she would slide it back into
her mouth as deeply as she could, then move her head back and 
forth so that the entire length of his penis would disappear 
and then reappear with each back and forth motion of her head.

"Oh, baby, you are so damn good at that." His praise made her
bob her head up and down on his slick cock even faster. She 
could sense him getting closer to orgasm, feel his hips 
tightening. His hand reached onto her face to gently pull her
off, and she could hear his other hand pumping his shaft. Her
face was still just inches away from the tip. He let out a 
groan of pleasure and at that moment she felt the first hot 
jets of sperm hit her cheek. The next burst of cum from his
cock landed squarely on her lips and combined with the rest
of his semen, began to drip down her chin. His hand pulled 
her back to his cock so she could clean the rest off the head. 

Normally she would swallow, she loved the way he tasted, but 
she also knew that he was aware of her fantasy to have him
cum on her face and body. Plus she knew it looked more 
entertaining to their audience. Their audience. She had 
forgotten about them. As if to remind her of their presence,
she heard one of the women cum loudly, and it sounded like 
some of the men were pumping furiously, very close to cumming. 

She heard one of them reach his climax and at the same time
felt his hot sperm landing on the skin of her back. Others 
followed in quick succession, and drop after drop of hot cum
landed on her back and her ass. There was enough that it began
to drip down her crack and onto her pussy before falling to the 
floor. Some of it trickled slowly onto and then off of her
waist just above her hips. 

She could hear the chairs being pulled away and things being 
replaced where they had bee. She heard the sound of a few 
pictures being taken. She assumed they were of her cum-covered
face and body. 

"Alright babe, you can relax now." 

He undid the restraints around her ankles and around her wrists.
Her body slumped to the floor and she felt his arms wrap around
her. 