Afternoon Delight

Amanda’s heart skipped a beat when she read the text:

15 minutes away. Get ready.

She moved quickly to the walk-in closet and fumbled about for all that she needed. She had taken the day off and Topher had taken a half day. The kids were still in school and would be busy with afterschool activities to which rides had already been arranged with friends or friend’s parents.

She had followed Topher’s instructions and wrapped her delicate ankles in the Velcro straps that met under their marriage bed, her legs were pulled apart. Her left arm was pulled to one corner and bound like her ankles. She wore a sheer crimson teddy with matching crotchless panties. She held her Hitachi vibrator to her clit with her free right hand. Her eyes were blindfolded, a ball gag was nestled between her full lips, and she waited for her husband to arrive.

She lay on the bed and listened, her heart jumping at every sound, hoping that her husband was finally home. Every creak, every car that passed in their quiet neighborhood sent her mind racing, wondering if it was finally Topher.

She waited like that for what felt like more than fifteen minutes, yet there was no sound like a door opening, no keys turning a lock. The waiting mixed with the vibrator, her clothing, and the situation found her nearing her first orgasm before Topher made it home, or so she thought. She felt it building from deep within, she began to pant around the ball gag, her chin saturated with her own drool, her cheeks were on fire and her breasts were heaving. She released a moan as she was about to reach her limit.

Suddenly a great force tore the vibrator from her hand, and she felt the bed shift as a weight was applied to the mattress. Her right wrist was taken roughly and pulled to the corner of the bed and she felt the strap fasten around her last free limb.

“Now, now, that is a naughty girl, cumming before I get here.” The voice was familiar yet gruff, lust filled and ravenous. Her heart skipped.

She felt the hands wrap around her ass and lift her. She then shuddered as she felt his hot breath on her wet pussy lips. She strained against the restraints as he drug his tongue over her folds and then pressed two fingers to the hand into her honey pot. She ground her hips s best she could and pressed downward against his face.

He swirled his tongue over her clit and drew the small nub into his mouth and flicked the tiny head with his tongue before sucking it up free from its home between her folds and bobbing up and down.

This lasted only a moment before she felt her orgasm returning. One hand continued to probe her honey pot while the other was erotically and sensually teasing her flesh over the teddy. She moaned and gasped around her gag and clenched into a ball as best she could given her restraints before collapsing back onto the bed, spread wide for her lover.

His assault did not yield considering her first orgasm, instead he seemed to become hungrier and drove his fingers with greater speed in and out of her squelching pussy. His tongue lapped and swirled against her nub and his other hand found her heaving breasts and tweaked her nipples in turn before dropping back to her mound and deftly tracing her flesh, sending jolts through her body.

She lurched as a second orgasm griped her and she strained against the straps again, but she could not free herself. She collapsed again onto the bed and lay panting and just as suddenly as he appeared, her lover removed himself from between her legs.

She panted for a few minutes, not knowing where he had gone to and hearing nothing but her own heavy breathing. Suddenly she felt his hands wrapping something around her neck and then freeing her limbs from their restraints. The ball gag was next, and she smiled up, not knowing where he was exactly.

“Leave the blindfold on.” His voice came from what seemed to be paradoxically far away yet near at the same time. She felt a pressure on her neck and realized that she was being pulled.

‘A leash!’ she realized to herself but dared not speak for fear that the fun would end.

She was led to the edge of the bed and then helped to her feet on the floor. She was led around the room for a few minutes before she felt a pressure on her shoulders, and she dropped to her knees. She opened her mouth instinctively. He slid his cock into her waiting orafice, and she wrapped her lips around his girthy member. She gagged slightly as he came to a stop at the back of her throat, his balls lightly slapping her chin.

He waited and she began to bob back and forth along the length of his meaty member, sliding her tongue over every vein, wrinkle, and smooth portion of his shaft. She cradled his balls in her left hand and ran her right up and down his naked leg.

“Mm… that’s it baby.” He moaned and she felt one of his hands come to rest on the back of her head and grip her hair.

She continued to bob on his cock, shifting her attention from deepthroating, to swirling over the head of his dick, to pulling it free and pumping while running her tongue up one side and the down the other.

He suddenly pulled away from her and she pouted. She then felt his powerful arms wrap beneath her armpits and hoist her onto her feet. He turned her and leaned her against the wall. He lifted her left leg and held it in the air, and she felt his cock press against her folds. She reached down with her left hand and guided his shaft into her honey pot. She braced herself against the wall and noticed that it felt smooth and cold. She inhaled sharply as he thrust his cock to the hilt inside her warm, wet pussy. She bit her lower lip, arched her back and thrust her breasts into the air, she knew that her erect nipples would be clearly visible even underneath the flimsy teddy.

His hot breath on the nape of her neck made the hairs stand on end and goosebumps explode to the surface of her sensitive flesh. She felt his right-hand snake around to her chest and gently knead her globular mounds, pinch, and tweak her sensitive nipples. He then began to slowly draw back, removing his cock from her moist snatch, just before the tip left her parted lips he drove in again, his balls smacking her glistening slit and filling their ears with a wet squelching. Her breasts swayed in time as he drove his cock into her and then removed it slowly once again.

She grunted as he drove in a third time and he sighed. He withdrew and began to pick up the pace until he found a suitable rhythm. He pounded into her gently yet firmly, her breasts heaving and swaying under her breath and his thrusts. Their flesh slapped together wetly, and the smell of sex filled their nostrils.

She released a guttural moan as she felt another orgasm building as she never truly came down from her first two. He licked her neck and drew her left ear lobe into his mouth and nibbled, tweaking her nipples again. She dropped her right hand to her clit and rubbed fiercely and wrapped her left hand around the back of his head. She clinched the muscles of her pussy around his shaft and drew him deeper into her.

She could no longer stand it and came, her orgasm taking her and causing her legs to buckle. She felt him support her full weight before driving her against the cold wall. Her breasts were smooshed against the wall and she panted heavily, sweat beading at her forehead and on her upper lip.

“Damn…” she heard him mutter before he pulled his cock free of her pussy. She groped blindly for his cock before finding his bouncing shaft. She pumped furiously and finally heard him groan in her ear and slump against her. She felt his hand release her leg and the other pulled the blindfold off her face. She blinked into the light and realized that she was not leaning against the wall, not totally any way, she was pressed against their bedroom window, dusk was settling over their neighborhood and the curtain was wide open. She tried to pull away and hide herself from any potential prying eyes, but she felt the heaviness of her husband’s hands on her back.

“Wait just a moment, we have a mess on the window that needs cleaning.” Topher’s voice was clear and slightly taunting even though he was catching his breath.

Amanda looked down onto the window between her legs and saw his cum splattered on the glass. She knelt and lapped the salty cum up quickly yet greedily. Her mind raced as she wondered who might be able to see her or if anyone could. She felt a thrill in her stomach and looked to her husband, stood, and kissed him deeply.

“Ready for round two?” she asked him pulling away from his lips and then sliding the teddy over her head, presenting her panty clad ass and bareback to the neighborhood through their bedroom window.