5 comments/ 82480 views/ 3 favorites Sobriety By: Kara J (This story has a slow start, but I promise it gets going and worth the wait. There will be a Chapter 2 to this story. Any feedback or suggestion as to where it should go let me know!) Let's start this story from the beginning. A few years ago I was in an EMT class. The first few days went by like any other class where you don't know anybody. Eventually a tall, built, young man walked up to be and introduced himself as Reno. He told me that he was a cop and that he was hurt on the job so he was taking this class as sort of a career change. He said that he might still do police work on the side. Maybe as a reservist. Well we ended up being in the same study group. We got through the class practicing our skills on each other. We always flirted and it was obvious there could have been more but we were both in relationships at the time. We graduated the class and went out to look for jobs. He got a job at a private ambulance company and told me that I should come apply there. So I did. And I got the job. Now they don't usually partner new people together but because of the lack of personnel we ended up partners. Some time had passed and Reno and I were great partners. We worked so well off each other. Since he had been a cop, when we had the difficult patients we would play a bout of good cop, bad cop. We always new what the other wanted before we asked for it. It was wonderful. As far as our relationship, the sexual tension was defiantly building. We were constantly pushing the envelope on fraternization at work. Reno had got that job as a reserve police officer for local police department which left me with a different partner for shifts here and there. I ended up with Kate. Kate was 22 and the pinnacle Playboy centerfold. All the men in the station just drooled over her. I mean before she came a long I was their center of attention. I think I'm pretty hot, but who can compete with Pamela Lee??!! Anyway so after working a very long Double (that's 48 hours) with practically NO sleep, Kate decided going out for drinks, since it was Friday was a great idea. I said I would drive her and she could drink. So we headed to our favorite hang out, Freddy's. Kate was being her usual self; downing one drink after the other. Flirting with every guy in the place. I had a couple slow drinks throughout the long drawn out night. At one point Kate got on the table and start to strip dance while holding a beer. I tried to draw her down and she spilled her beer all over me. I decided it was time to go. I drug her drunk ass out to the car and we started are drive home. Kate reached over and began rubbing my crotch. I was strangely aroused, but told her to stop. She wouldn't, she just kept rubbing at my clit. I could feel my panties beginning to wet. I had a hard time concentrating and began swerving on the road. I also noticed that I had dropped my speed considerably. I glanced in my rear view mirror to see the swirl of red and blue lights. My heart fell to my stomach as I pushed Kate away. I pulled over to the side of the road. I rolled down the window before the cop had even pulled up behind me yet. I was clenching the wheel hoping that he wouldn't think I was drunk. I heard the door slam and the footsteps in the gravel got closer and closer and then stopped. I looked over and up into the eyes of "RENO!!??" "Karen?! -What are you doing?!" He said with a sort of sympathetic disbelief. "Well, you see...." I explained the whole story to him. All accept the part about Kate rubbing my crotch. "But, Karen you smell like a brewery, you've been swerving all over the road, and protocol says that I have to give you a sobriety test." "Aw-come on, Reno, you know I would never drink and drive, we're partners this is ridiculous!" "I'm sorry Karen, I have to do my job. If you haven't been drinking than there are no worries!" With that, Reno opened the door and reached in to help me out of the car. He noticed Kate, "Hi, Kate" I reluctantly stepped out of the car and walked to the back where Reno told me to stand. All right I'm sure you know how this goes. He had me touch my fingers to my nose and a few other silly tests. But when it came to walking the line, trouble began. I was so tired from the double shift I just worked, not to mention nervous as hell. I also have horrible balance. Needles to say, I stumbled all over the place. Reno even had to catch me a time or two. "Karen, you know what this means?!" He said sternly, but with sympathy. "No, Reno, NO! This can't be, I only had a few beers, a long time ago, I swear I'm not drunk, Reno, you know that, Please, Please don't do this. What will they think at work."? I said as I started sobbing. Reno grabbed my arm and let me over to the hood of the cruiser. "Karen, I'm sure everything will be fine, we'll go in for a blood test which will confirm the truth and everything will be fine. I have to do my job, I'm sorry, Karen!" "Please put your hands down on the hood, Karen, I need to search you." I did as he told me, and he began frisking me. He was gentle, but firm and thorough at the same time. He ran his arms first down my arms and then under my breasts. Then my stomach and back and finished, by guiding is hands slowly down my hips and legs and then up my inner thigh. As he finished my sobbing at stopped and I actually felt much better knowing that at least this was happening with Reno, until, I heard the clanging of handcuffs and the realization set in. Reno reached forward and grabbed my left arm and slid it up my back a little. I started to panic and fight. "Reno, please, don't do this, you don't need to handcuff me, I'm not going to run away from you!" "Karen, It's protocol, I have to, I'm sorry, please don't make this any more difficult then it already is." He said this as he was fighting me pulling my arm up higher on my back and pushing me into the hood of the car as my breasts flattened against the steel. He easily managed to wrangle me and get me in the handcuffs. As he led me to the back door of the cruiser by the arm and guided me into the car, he read me my Miranda. "Sit there and be good, while I figure out what we're going to do with Kate" He said rather sternly. I think I was trying his patience. I saw him using his radio outside my window and eventually another police car showed up and was helping Kate out of the car. Reno got in the car and we headed for the police station. The ride to the police station was uneventful. I pretty much just sobbed, starring out the window as I pondered what was possibly going to happen. Reno sat in silence as I'm sure as most men, he didn't know what to say when a woman is crying. We pulled up to the police station. Reno came around and let me out. He walked me into the station holding on to the chain between my wrists and guiding me with gentle force on where to go. We went directly to the lab. Reno un-cuffed one hand and cuffed it to the draw chair. Then he stood to the side as the phlebotomist drew my blood for the blood test. After the blood draw was finished, Reno again cuffed my hands behind my back and we walked over to group that was forming with a few other cops and their criminals. I was starting to get worried as to what was to come. "Reno, what's going to happen next?!" "Well, I will take you to a holding cell, and you will be strip searched by a female officer, and then you'll wait until the blood test comes back" Just as he said that, before I had time to take in what he had just said. One of his cop buddies said, "Actually, Reno, Christi is off today and there was no one to replace her, so the arresting officer is conducting the search!" I could see the lump in Reno's throat as he glanced down at me. I was sort of relieved and mortified at the same time. I mean, Reno and I have always had this chemistry and this could be interesting. But, this is a little invading! Reno shoots me a look I can't quite decipher. Possibly fear, possibly, excitement, maybe both! Reno guides me to a holding cell and opens the door. It is basically the size of a janitor's closet, tile floor, white walls and no window in the door. He grabs some scrubs from the table outside and follows behind me as he shuts the door behind him. He throws the scrubs on the floor. He un-cuffs my hands from behind my back and replaces them in front. "Alright, let's make this easy, just do everything I ask and this will be over and done with in no time." He said this with an authority and a smirk on his face. "Put your hands up on the wall, bring your legs out a few feet from the wall and spread them!" He said firmly. He came up and knelt behind me as he picked up one foot and removed the shoe and did the same to the other. Then he ran his hands smoothly up my legs and pulled my nylons down so they rested at my ankles. He placed one hand on my stomach as his other undid the zipper at the back of my skirt. It slinked to the floor as he gathered my shirt and pulled it over my head. He began unhooking my bra. At every hook, I gasped realizing that soon I would be naked except for my thong. As the bra fell to the floor, Reno reached around front and began fondling my breasts. I realized this was no longer a professional strip search. But I wasn't arguing. He had the gun! :O) He was fondling my breasts, caressing them roughly. He pulled at my already attentive nipples. I felt my pussy swell. He stepped away and I heard the snap of rubber gloves. He pulled my thong up and gave my clit a nice jolt and then ripped my panties away. "Bend over more, spread those legs!!!" He demanded. He guided his gloved hand in my pussy and began exploring. He found nothing, but didn't stop. He fingered me forcefully, my body shaking with every thrust. His fingers gliding in and out. As he was doing this he began to glide hid first and middle finger in my ass. Ramming it in and out. My clit was throbbing, my pussy dripping. He withdrew his hand from my pussy and reached around to his belt and brought out his nightstick. He brought it to the opening of my pussy and teased me for moments that seemed like eternity. He ran it up and down my lips, circled it at my clit, again up and down my pussy lips and slowly entered my pussy. He was fucking my pussy hard with his big stick, pumping it in and out; the stick was bouncing of my cervix causing waves of pleasure. I heard him unzipping his pants with the hand that had just been in my ass. His cock met my ass, again as he teased me. He rubbed his penis around my ass. Just putting the tip in and pulling it out and then in one slow and steady motion his cock entered my ass. At that moment he grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled my head back. He was fucking my ass, pounding it hard with his cock. His nightstick was violating my pussy. Fucking me hard, harder, harder. Pumping both holes. Pulling my head back further and further. "You like that, huh?! God, I have wanted to do this for so long, you constantly teasing me, how's it feel, HUH!!! You know you're going to get it later for this!!" I wasn't sure what he meant about getting it later, but I really didn't care!! I was pushing myself down on his cock and stick. He was pounding deeper and harder with every thrust. Pulling my head farther back with my hair in his fist. My clit was throbbing, I could feel it coming. His cock was tightening. "Oh, oh yes, fuck me Reno!!! Cum in me baby!!!" Pounding, harder, deeper, faster. "Uh, uh, uh" "yes, yes, yes" He thrust his cock in as deep as it would go as he released his load. My body shook violently in an orgasm like no other I had ever experienced. I stood there still bent over with my hands on the wall. Reno sat back against the wall. We were both panting from the exersion of sex. After moments passed Reno stood up and un-cuffed me. He helped me with the scrubs and dressed himself. He wiped his mess and his nights stick off with my underwear. He placed my clothes in a bag. "Alright, your good, I couldn't find anything, I'll be back when the results are back" "But, that's it you're just going to leave?!" "Oh don't worry, even if we find out you weren't driving drunk you still deserve a punishment, you're not getting off that easy!" He said as he winked and walked out the door. Sobriety and Celibacy Ask any of my friends and they would be the first to admit that my views differ from theirs. For example, I have issues using the terms boyfriend, relationship, and serious in conversations involving the guys I typically have around. Unless of course the sentence in question is something along the lines of "The guy you referred to as my boyfriend, and I are not in a serious relationship." However, I have stronger morals than some. For instance I refuse to hook up with guys who have significant others, but the past few guys in my life who made it to the next level, relationship wise, I could care less if they cheated on me, which all did. There is something about being "the other woman" that bothers me, or maybe it is that I've seen too many of my friends fall victim to "the other woman's" intrusion. Regardless, I will get to the story. The other night I had a friend come through town who needed a place to stay. Chad gave me a call around midnight saying he was in the area and needed a place to crash before he hit the road again, to which I offered my couch. I had been at the bar with some friends and had nursed more than my share of drinks. I grabbed a cab home just in time to let Chad in the door. We caught up over a couple more beers. He had told me he was on his way to his fiancé's parent's house, and just needed to catch up on some sleep. I apparently neglected this part of our conversation. Soon thereafter we were in my room half naked, making out when the term "fiancé" rang through my head. I freaked out, kicked him out of my room, and for a moment there, I had become the other girl. My phone's alarm woke me up around 8:30 only to find Chad was gone, but his scent was stuck to my sheets. I threw them in the wash and sent out a text to Kerry simply stating that I was taking a vow of celibacy and no longer drinking. She laughed. Which, in her defense, would be an acceptable reaction from most of my friends, since they are all well aware of my track record. I don't know why it is such a big deal to me but I promised myself that I'd never get drunk enough to make a mistake like the one with Chad, and I think it is safe to say my sex drive had a big part in my lapse of judgment. I explained the situation to her and she, for the most part, understood. What she didn't was the sobriety section of my new moral contract. She continued to ask questions about this internal promise to myself, basically looking for loopholes, hoping that I could at least drink around her. I assumed that she thought I was a more enjoyable person with a few drinks in me. Fast forward three weeks and I had stuck to my guns. Sober and celibate I had gotten so much accomplished. I had read through my entire semester's material, cycled at least 8 miles a day, and unfortunately picked up smoking to help take the edge off. I could handle sobriety, but the whole celibacy thing had gotten to me. I had decided if I was going to remain celibate I should do it right and not... ugh... help myself out. I had sex dreams literally every evening, and they weren't amazing dreams. Honestly, they were pathetic and lacked the detail I would need to get by. However, I knew that if I stopped smoking I would wake up one night dry humping a pillow or sleep walking to a strip club. At some point during that third week Kerry had the group over cocktails. She even splurged and purchased tiny toothpicks in the shape of penises for the drinks. Out of the group I was closest to Kerry by far, and quite impressed with her ability to take the initiative to get the part going. She typically went with the flow of things and let everyone else do the planning. Standing around Kerry's small kitchen Leah called out, "So, Marissa, how is the whole celibacy and sober thing going?" She said in a mocking tone, knowing I was suffering. "Fine, thanks for asking," I replied grudgingly. The girls began recounting the point of my promise to myself: not one of my finest moments. Kerry came and squeezed in between Lacey and I to join in the conversation. "So when is this whole thing going to end, I mean you can't honestly intend on never having sex again, or drinking. I mean fuck you aren't Mother Theresa," Leah continued. "I don't know," I replied honestly, "I have so much more energy now, but I suppose not until I am over it. I mean what if it had been one of your boyfriends?" I strategically admitted this, knowing that it would get them to stop questioning my motives. It didn't. "I doubt you would have ever put yourself in that type of situation with anyone who was involved with one of us." Kerry said as she put one of her toned arms around my waist, placing her hand on the bare skin between my denim skirt and my tight tank top, giving me a bit of a side hug. The small skin-to-skin contact with another person sent chills through me. I wanted to melt into her. It took me a while to say anything. Once I was able to absorb what she had said, I decided that she did have a point. I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize my friendships. Besides, the men in my life come and go too frequently, but these girls have always stayed. Who needed a boyfriend when I have all the stability I needed in them. Regardless, throughout the evening I was able to burn through half a pack and probably pay too much attention to the mini penis sticks. But I was able to keep an eye on the rest of the girls, a habit I picked up once I stopped drinking. I had noticed that Kerry hadn't even finished her first drink by the time the girls began making their way home. I volunteered to help her clean up, hoping I could figure out what the cause of her sudden change in personality was. She was bent over the coffee table picking up napkins and half drunk glasses of liquor, allowing the fabric of her shirt to ride up, catching my attention. The sexual repression was obviously getting to me. I made my way over to the stereo and turned off the music, picking up cold empty bottles of rum and vodka as I went along, trying to avoid Kerry's exposed skin. I picked up a towel and ran it under some warm water, instantly warming up my hands. I began wiping down the counters that once held remains of the party when Kerry walked into the kitchen dropping more bottles into a trash sack. She disappeared into her room then returned wearing cotton shorts and thin tank top exposing her rising nipples. She slid on top of the counter and watched me wipe down the rest. "You threw a pretty good shindig if you ask me." "Ya think?" "Yeah. I mean throwing these things aren't typically your thing, but it was fun." "Yeah, well I've had a bit of change of heart recently." "I've noticed. You didn't drink your typical amount tonight either." "Well, I don't know. I was telling Leah I kind of have a crush on someone, but they typically go for more outgoing people. So I decided to throw this little girls night and watch what a drink." "Ah, I see. But I don't know why you are all concerned about watching what you drink." I said as I tossed the cleaning rag in the corner and mimicked her position on the opposite counter. "Well, I don't want to hook up with 'em and be drunk. Ya know like give them the impression that I only did because I was drunk, or ya know, that I would later regret the whole thing." "And you felt the need to practice this at a party with all girls?" "It is hard to explain," Kerry said as she brought her legs up to her chest, still crouched on top of the counter, allowing her shorts to ride up a little higher. I stood up trying to drag my attention away from her tan thighs and budding nipples. "God," I thought to myself, "I am so fucking desperate." I had always been attracted to other women, only the idea of a penis was always more appealing. "I've got time, if you want to try." I said as I began sticking half drunk bottles of liquor in the freezer, still attempting to distract myself from Kerry's body, but the cool air from the freezer just sent chills up my spine and intensified my nerves. "Well, ok." Kerry replied with a sigh. "Have I ever told you I was bi?" "No." I said, genuinely surprised. "Have you ever, ya know, hooked up with another girl?" I added excitedly. "Once, my sophomore year." "Well, how was it?" I was eager to listen considering I'd never been with another girl, and I hadn't been getting any recently. I might as well listen to Kerry's story of getting some even if I can't I. "It was nice." She said letting out a deep breath. "Like imagine those moments when you are with a guy, and they are a little too rough, or stiff, or don't know how to do something. And picture hooking up with someone, and neither of those problems are an issue. Oh! And girls smell good and are way softer. It is like girls can be rough, but sensitive about it. Just a sexy, smooth, aggressive feeling, I guess." I suppose I could have worked that out for myself, but the expression on her face made me believe that it was better than I expected. "That kind of sounds awesome." "Well yeah, it is!" "So, go on?" I regretted saying it the moment it escaped my lips. "Wait! Do you have a crush, like ya know, on like, one of us? Is it Leah?" Remembering that she mentioned talking to her earlier. "Leah? No. I went to her for advice." "Ah, well then who is it!" I caught myself before she said anything. "I am sorry. You don't have to answer that. It is my inner gossip queen coming out." Except that isn't how I felt, deep down I knew I wanted it to be me. Could she possibly want me as much as I want her? And here I was, all evening sucking down half a pack of cigarettes, smelling like pathetic redirected urges, and wishing I had at least one drink earlier to calm my nerves. "I am sorry," I added again. "Ha, no don't worry about it." I walked over to the open counter space next to her and propped myself up against it, facing her. I'd never approached another girl before, never even thought of how to go about it. But right now I didn't care that much. It was in the back of my head wondering about how to go about this, but I never had to worry about strategy with Kerry, it has always worked. Even though this is new terrain, I doubt it would be much different. I tried to find her eyes. They were diverted. Looking at the ground in concentration. I wanted to see her piercing green eyes. I wanted to see what she was thinking, and her eyes would be the gateway to her inner thoughts. I placed my feet on the tile and quickly excused myself to the bathroom, knowing there was an extra bottle of rum in the living room I would be able to grab on the way. Once in the bathroom I checked myself in the mirror. I wiped a bit of nonexistent smeared eyeliner that I always assume is tarnishing my eye lids, then quickly unscrewed the half drunk bottle of rum, and took a few quick swigs, then washing my mouth out with some Listerine. I rechecked myself in the mirror and left the restroom, knowing that if this evening went as planned I would be waking up here in the morning. I wasn't sure if the butterflies in my stomach are from the sudden presence of alcohol in my system, the fear of being turned down, or the fear of everything working out, but I would find out soon. Kerry's courage would only make it so far. And I think admitting her sexuality and throwing this party was already stretching its limits. I picked up the bottle of rum and opened the door to find Kerry standing in front of the door. She pushed her way into the door, closing it behind her. She placed her arm around my waist and pulled me into her, placing one of her hands on the side of my head and the other on my collarbone. She firmly thrust me against her sink and kissed me. The initial shock of her aggressiveness caught me off guard. Her left hand drifted down towards my breast and squeezed, making me light headed. I had simply stood there, allowing her to force me where she pleased. After the shock wore off I placed one of my hands behind her shoulder, pulling her into me, finally kissing her back. I forced her towards the door, pinning one of her hands above her head against he white wooden frame, allowing her other hand to remain on my breast. I ran my hands down her sides to her waist, feeling the bare skin between her top and cotton bottoms, barely placing my finger tips beneath the elastic of her shorts. She moved her hand away from my breast, leaving my nipple aching for more. She reached for the doorknob, twisting it while moving towards me. We managed to keep our lips locked until she pushed me onto the couch, swinging on of her legs over my hips, straddling me. My hands found their way to her ass, lifting her up so her waist lay directly on top of mine. Kerry kissed her way down my neck to my chest, sending a familiar tingling sensation through my body. She lifted my shirt over my head, returning her mouth to collarbone. I pulled her up to me again and began placing kisses across her neck as removed my bra and returned her hands to my aching breasts. I exhaled into her ear and whispered, "There is no better way you could have described this to me." I felt her cheeks break into a smile against my skin. She moved up to my lips and placed hers against mine, kissing me deeply. I pulled her top off and tossed it over my head, my hands continued to explore her bare midriff, unsure of how far this was going, or how far she wanted to go. At this point I was so turned on that it would be impossible for me to turn her down. She must have sensed my hesitation as she unbuttoned my skirt, whispering, "Is this okay?" I was aching, placing my hand on her breast and squeezing, exhaling the only sound I could, which luckily was "Uh huh." Kerry tugged my skirt down to my ankles, leaving me in my soaked thong. I pulled her cotton shorts down to her ankles, pulling her closer into my body at the same time. She pulled my thong to the side and allowed my aroma to fill the air, sticking two fingers into my slippery hole. I moaned in satisfaction, pulling her closer to me. I lifted my hips up to meet her hand, pushing back into her palm, wanting her to fill me more. She kissed her way down my stomach, finally to my jutting hipbones. I let out a moan, hoping she would take this as encouragement. Her mouth met my anxious clit eagerly, flicking my bud with the tip of her tongue, never ceasing the consistent thrusts from her fingers. Just as she began sucking on my clit she shoved a third finger into me as she drew me to my first orgasm in what seemed like months, through the intensity I blacked out. Upon waking, blushing out of embarrassment, she greeted me with a kiss. "Welcome back, M," she said kissing me again. "Ugh, fuck." She looked taken aback. "No!" I said, hoping she didn't think I was regretting any of that. "I meant, 'fuck,' as in "fuck why did I have to pass out." "Oh." She said, still unsure. I took placed my hands around her head and brought her mouth to mine, hoping this was reinforcing my argument. Quickly the intensity was brought back up. Wanting to pleasure her as much as she did me, I pulled her underwear down to her knees, sticking on my fingers into her slit, the way I like. She shook underneath me in response, encouraging me for more. I found her clit with my thumb and pushed two fingers into her as she had me, hoping that this is what she wanted. She began to grind her pussy into my hand as I kissed her shoulder. I pumped my fingers faster as she pushed harder into my hand. I felt a slight pain in my shoulder, but neglected it. I felt her muscles flex around my fingers as I pushed harder into her, stroking her g-spot. My hand was covered in her decadent honey after her orgasm and the pain in my shoulder subsided. She collapsed breathing deeply on top of me. Kerry placed another kiss on my lips, and I held on to her. "M?" "Yeah?" "I think I bit you." "What?" "Your shoulder. I bit you." "Oh," I said feeling the teeth marks on the back of my shoulder. "It's ok. I liked it." "You are going to bruise!" "Don't worry about it, I just won't wear tops like these for a while." I said pointing to the spaghetti strapped top I had come over in. "But you are amazing. Like seriously. That was the best orgasm I think I have ever had." "You don't have to be sarcastic." "No! I'm not! Like, I never imagined that being with another woman would be anything like that." "So, you aren't regretting this?" "No! Not at all! It took all I had to keep my eyes off you all night." Kerry smiled, "So much for the whole celibacy thing. And sober, I can still taste the rum on you." She added, tasting my lips. Sobriety Ch. 02 AUTHORS NOTE: (Again like the beginning of chapter 1 this whole chapter is mostly set up. I know most male readers probably find this boring but I hope the female readers find it refreshing to have some plot to their stories!!! If you can live without set up you should read the end of this chapter & then skip to Chapter 3!!!) It had been 2 weeks since the arrest. Reno and I hadn't really said much to each other about what happened. He kept giving me these teasing looks and the wisest smirks, but I think both of us were just letting things lie. I knew Kate had sensed that something happened, because whenever the 3 of us were in the same room she would stare at Reno and I with an intense look like she was trying to read us. I was in the back of the ambulance stocking supplies when I overheard Reno talking to Kate. I heard something about this weekend and his house and to have everything ready when he got there. I was immediately disappointed. I thought there had been something between Reno and I. Heck, even Kate and I had something. I can't believe the two of them were going to get together. I had been straining to listen with my head out the door when Reno turned around and headed for the ambulance. I quickly recovered what I was doing and hoped he hadn't noticed me listening. "Hey, Karen...?" "Yea, Reno...?" "Hey, I was wanting to take you out sometime, maybe this weekend... I know we haven't talked about what happened... I was just hoping we can let it be in the past and uh, move on!" What, I don't believe it, he is going to go out with both of us this weekend. What is he up to? Well, I'm going to find out! "Uh, that would be nice, when?" "How about Friday, 7pm, I'll pick you up." "Sounds good" That rest of the week was pretty uneventful, other then the glances that were flying around. Something was definitely up! Friday came around and I had the day off so I spent the day pampering myself and making sure everything was right. Reno said he wanted to put what happened behind us but I had a feeling something was happening tonight and I wanted to be sure I was prepared. I went to the spa and got the full treatment: bikini wax, nails, hair. Then I stopped in at the Naughty Store and picked a very sexy outfit with garters, nylon stockings and the whole bit. You know, the kind that keeps you horny just having it on under a sexy dress. It would be perfect! I went home and took a shower and got dressed. I slid the nylon stockings on first, this itself shot chills up my spine. I love the feeling of nylon stockings. I securely fastened the garter. I chose not to wear any panties. It would surely add to the excitement. I decided on a slinky red cocktail dress & strappy black heels that added 3 inched to my 5'4" stature. I was ready. Moments later the door bell rang. I went to the door. Reno was there looking handsome. We said our hellos and headed to the restaurant in his car. Dinner was nice and we didn't really talk much about what had happened. "So, what do you think about coming to my place to watch a movie?" "Yea, sure, that sounds like fun!!" ...A movie that's all...?! I was a little disappointed! After dinner we headed back to his house. When we pulled in the driveway he reached in his pocket and pulled out a blind fold. "What's that for? " I have a surprise for you... I want you to put this on." "What kind of surprise?" "Just put it on!" "Ok... I trust you...?!" He put it over my eyes and I couldn't see a thing. He stepped out of the car and around to my door where he guided me out. My heart started pounding, obviously Reno was kinky given our little strip search incident and I just remembered him saying I would get it later... Why do I have a feeling this is later...? We entered the house and headed down a hall then stopped. "Are you ready?" he said with the same authoritative voice he had when he pulled me over. He knew that I had an idea of what was going on by this time and he didn't need to explain what was happening. "Yes...!" He opened the door to the room and we walked in. He stood me in what I guessed to be the center of the room "Take of your dress!" I reached around to the back of my dress and unzipped it slowly. I then slid my fingers under the straps and dropped them off my shoulder. The dress slinked to the floor exposing the outfit I had picked out earlier. "Nice outfit, you were expecting this... you little slut!!!" "Yes, I was hoping!" I said with a grin. "You are such a naughty little slut, I don't believe you. We're going to have to do something about that." I heard the creaking of a drawer and then the clinking of metal. Reno walked up behind me and brought his hands in front of me. He started fondling my breasts firmly, ravaging them with his hands and pulling at my nipples. His hands crept lower and met at my already wet pussy. "I see your excited, aren't you?" "Yes, I am!!" He flicked my clit and stepped away. He guided me to the wall and had me stand facing it. (A familiar position!! ) He then attached leather cuffs to each of my hands and to my ankles. Reno then guided my hands to the wall where he then clipped me to the wall. Next he spread my legs quite far apart and attached what I assumed to be a spreader bar, because I couldn't move my legs. He stepped back and I could feel him starring at me. "Sit tight, I'll be back with your surprise...!" "You mean this isn't it...?!" "Oh, No!! There's much more my dear!!" Sobriety Ch. 03 I stood there attached to the wall bent over, legs spread and pussy exposed waiting for Reno to return. My mind was running with thoughts of what my surprise could be. I felt a breeze rush my exposed pussy as the door flew open. Reno had returned. He came over to me and kissed me gently on the cheek. He then moved behind me and grabbed my hips and pulled me back so I was bending over more and my ass stuck out. Then I felt the touch of a leather paddle on my ass. I guess it to be about 3 inches wide and 1 ½ feet long. Reno was gently caressing my ass with it. I thought to myself... This is going to be interesting. Thwap on my ass Thwap Thwap Thwap "You've been a naughty girl Karen!!" "Yes I have been!" "That was just a warm up, dear!" THWAP THWAP THWAP ...much harder the paddle hit my ass!! "OOUUUUU" I yelped "Keep it quiet or I'll have to gag you!!" THWAP THWAP THWAP "FuuuuuCCKKK!!" "That's it... Kate, gag her!!" WHAT!!! Did he say Kate? Before I could say anything a large ball entered my mouth and the gag was tightened securely behind my head. Before I had much time to contemplate the fact that Kate was there... THWAP, THWAP, THWAP THWAP, THWAP, THWAP I was trying to scream but all the came out was grunts and drool! I then felt soft female hands rubbing my ass. "Awww you see what being a bad girl gets you, Karen!!" Kate said. She rubbed my ass till the sting started to fade. The rubbing stopped and soon I felt wetness at my pussy. Kate was beneath me licking and pulling at my clit. Flicking it back and forth with her tongue and then sliding her tongue up and down my slit and then back to my clit. My clit was throbbing and my pussy was quivering. I wanted to beg for more but only managed a: "MMPPH" She continued flicking my clit back and forth back and forth back and forth... my clit was throbbing, throbbing.... I suddenly felt wetness at my ass and something slowly entering. "You took my nightstick in your pussy, let's see if you can take it in the ass!!" Said Reno With that his nightstick slowly entered my ass. Kate was still working at my pussy. Flicking my clit.. Back and forth.. Back and forth..... I heard a vibrating sound and soon Kate had worked a vibrator in my pussy. I was now being fucked in the ass by Reno's nightstick, fucked in the pussy with a vibrator and Kate was feverishly working at my clit. Reno was now gaining force and rhythm at my ass. The nightstick was pounding me harder and deeper. The pounding of my ass and pussy continued. Both Kate and Reno fucked my holes as hard as they good while Kate still flicked at my clit.... faster and harder... the double penetration and clit play was causing a flood of pleasure.... I was getting closer to orgasm... harder faster.. Back and forth back and forth... "Mmmph... mmmph... mmmph... uhhhhh..." My body collapsed in fatigue from the orgasm. It was like no orgasm I had every experienced. After hanging there in a heap and catching my breath Reno released me from my restraints and removed the blindfold. He gazed in my eyes intensely and said, "I'll take the gag off but I don't want to hear a word, understand?!" I nodded my head that I understood. He guided me over to the other side of the room where there was a bed. He grabbed my hair in a fist and came in fast and gave me a passionate kiss. Then threw me to the bed on my knees. Kate wandered over and lied on the bed in front of me and spread herself before me. She was wearing a black latex bra and garter with black silk stockings. "Kate was nice enough to make you cum, don't you think you should return the favor?" I nodded my head meekly, yes.. Kate motioned me to her pussy as Reno gave me a shove from behind. I bent down to Kate's pussy and started at her clit. I circled it with my nose and eventually I stuck out my tongue and began flicking it back and forth like she had done with me. I brought my hand to her pussy and started fingering her pussy as I flicked and licked her clit. Kate was already moaning... I could tell this would be quick. The excitement of giving me an orgasm had obviously brought her quite close to the edge. I continued flicking her clit.. Faster and harder... my nose buried in her pussy... back and forth.. Harder.. Faster... mmmmm... Harder faster, back and forth back and forth...... "AWWWWWAAA" Kate let out as her back arched on the bed. I continued at her clit until she had laid back down on the bed motionless. Moments later when Kate had recovered she got up and went to the other side of the room and was ruffling through a bag. Reno came around in front of me and stuck is hard throbbing cock in my mouth. "SUCK, SLUT!" I did as he demanded. I took his cock deep down my throat. I was slow at first.. Going as deep as I could. I started getting faster.. Sucking up and down, hard and fast... Reno began pushing my head further down on his cock... I swallowed with his cock deep down my throat causing tightness on his cock... Just then I felt something large &hard enter my pussy. Kate was behind me with a strap on. She was guiding it slowly in and out. She began increasing her tempo as I began increasing mine on Reno. She was fucking me harder and faster... I was sucking Reno's cock... faster, deeper, up, down, swallowing... faster... deeper... Faster and harder Kate fucked me.... Reno still pushing my head deeper on his cock... his cock deep down my throat.. All I could really do was keep swallowing.... Swallow... swallow... suck, suck Faster... harder... deeper I felt Reno's cock begin to swell I sucked harder and faster until he came down my throat, not a drop was missed. He pulled his cock from my mouth and collapsed on the bed as Kate continued to fuck my pussy. She began smacking my ass as she fucked me steady getting faster and more forceful with every thrust... smackin' my ass... fucking me faster... harder.... SMACK Faster...harder....SMACK My clit was throbbing; my pussy quivering. "Yes, YES... FUCK ME KATE.... FUCK ME!!!!!!!" "OH YEA... You like that you little slut don't you!!!" "YES... YES!!!' "FUUUUCCCKKK MEE!!" "Uhhh uhhh aaahhhh" I came violently as I threw my head back and arched like a scared cat. We all laid tired on the bed catching our breath. Reno gave me a kiss on the cheek and said: I hope you enjoyed tonight... I look forward to doing this often!!!