6 comments/ 128460 views/ 18 favorites Surprise Ch. 01 By: dalecole Doug stepped quietly through the dark house without turning on any lights. It looked like his wife was asleep on the couch. He could just make out a lump of blanket topped with long dark hair. Maybe he could see a slender leg peeking out from under a blanket or quilt as well. As he moved closer he thought he may be able to make out a couple of wine bottles on the table in front of the couch. She was a deep sleeper naturally but with a couple of glasses of wine she would be almost comatose. Julie was like an alley cat if not awakened carefully. Doug's usual strategy was to suck on her nipples gently and slowly lightly stroke her pussy. If done right not only would she be in a better mood but he would be rewarded with some hot sex as well! After a few days away he had gotten tired of his hand and lusted after a bit of her marvellous lovemaking. It would probably take a bit more to wake her tonight but with a few drinks in her she also got quite dirty, it looked like it was his night! It was too dark to make out any of her features but he could see the mop of luxurious dark hair and she often fell asleep on the couch waiting for him to return. Strange that she was out here tonight but maybe she had called the office and found out he was returning early. He moved closer and gently started lifting the blanket away from her legs. It was the middle of summer; the house was warm and her clothing brief. He quietly revelled in her legs as they were unveiled. They glowed dimly in the darkness making his breath come faster and his groin bestir itself, toiling up the hill for the beginning of the carnival ride. Doug quickly divested himself of his shorts and shirt giving his cock a few savoury strokes. Gently so as not to wake her he lifted Julies t-shirt higher than it had already travelled by itself during the night. Carefully he found a nipple with his tongue and drew it into his mouth. Doug lightly pulsed the suction and rasped the nipple with his tongue the way she liked. Her legs moved slowly and her hands twitched as he continued. He moved to the other nipple and did the same. Julie was definitely getting aroused, Doug could tell watching her thighs grind together. His cock strained so hard it felt like it was leashed. Slipping a hand gently under the waistband of her panties Doug tickled his way through the sparse hair on her mons. Her legs widened in anticipation but Doug knew she wasn't awake yet. If he stopped now she would never know. He knew this from questioning Julie about it in the past. As Doug's fingers slipped lower he lightly moved over her folds towards her centre. There he encountered the first moisture of her blossoming arousal. He gently coated her pussy with her own juices. He changed nipples again as he lightly caressed her pussy, her juices now flowing more freely. He kept away from her clitoris, exploring and rubbing lightly Doug could feel her lips getting puffier. Her breathing had changed, faster and heavier, he caught the intoxicating scent of her arousal and the tang of wine in the air. Doug moved around and brought his head to her waist as he moved up on the end of the couch. He slowly pulled her panties off. Usually this was where she would awake but tonight it seemed he would get even further. It had happened once or twice before that Julie had not awoken fully until her first orgasm was upon her. He moved between her thighs and inhaled her fragrance avidly. Doug loved nothing more than making his wife come, a lot. Only very occasionally did he succumb to the ease of a quickie, he liked to make every love making session count and push their limits for pleasure. He drew his tongue slowly through her pussy, savouring the taste and eliciting a shudder from her as he moved inexorably to her clitoris. Just before reaching it he went back feeling the tension fade and then rise again as he reversed direction yet again. Julie was like a fine musical instrument and he played her to the best of his ability. Her breathing was deep and fast but she was still asleep. He had increased the pace of his tongue slightly but a naughty thought was growing in his head. Could he? Julie was definitely wet enough, his face was now damp from her juices. She might be upset if she thought she had missed out on some good head but a deep orgasm or two would definitely appease her. Doug moved again and brought his cock to her pussy lips and gently caressed them with it mixing her juices and his copiously flowing pre-cum. He thought she was close to waking but was surprised that so far he had only heard half moans. When she was awake she was much more vocal. Slowly he pushed the head of his steel hard cock into her pussy and then out, up and down her pussy again making her hips rock and then back into her entrance again. He did this a couple of times increasing his depth. Then he began fucking her slowly but deeply, her hips rocked and her moans became louder, she was just about to wake! Doug was having a ball, she had started kneading one breast as his breath deepened and his pace quickened. He heard her gasp and felt her pussy convulse around his cock, the extra pressure started the singing deep in his balls. Damn! This was too quick but he increased his pace anyway bowing to the inevitable. Julie was moaning in earnest now fully wake. Her pussy was clenching at him again and his own muscles began pulsing in preparation for the flood, the last stroke he buried as far as his cock would go an instinctive need to feel every inch mashed against her pelvis. Doug's cock was blasting spurt after spurt of hot come inside her as she gasped. "Oh my god!" Doug froze, the only movement the last twitches of his cock and spasms of her pussy. Doug suddenly disengaged as quickly as possible, his cock plopping from her pussy causing her to shudder and gasp. "Oh no, shit, Anne?" Doug cried as he backed away quickly. "Doug? What the fuck is going on" his sister Anne gasped. "Oh my god I am so sorry I though you were Julie! Shit, fucking hell, I am so screwed! I am so sorry Anne, believe me I had no idea!" "Fucking Hell, what the fuck did you think you were doing?" Anne was getting angry now. "Anne I am really sorry, I truly did think you were Julie, what are you doing here? Oh my god, this is so fucked." Doug was starting to sweat about the possible consequences to himself as well as be sorry about what he had done to his sister Anne. He was also confused by the tornado of feelings aroused by the recent fucking. Her juices were damp and cooling on his cock and she sat up in front of him her breasts swinging nicely. Shit! He started looking for his clothes to drag his eyes away. Anne noticed, she was also swept with the aftermath of her orgasms, and even though she was aghast and angry at the violation that had occurred the glowing powerful body and long cock of her sisters husband was right in front of her. She took a breath and pulled down her t-shirt and said. "I left Jeff finally yesterday. Julie said I could stay until I get myself sorted out, we had a few drinks and the next thing I know you are raping me!" "I didn't rape you! Please you have to believe me, I can't see shit in the dark, how could I know it was you and not Julie, your fucking sisters and look almost the same." Doug was frantic; his life was collapsing in front of him. "I guess it's possible you didn't know, but why were you having sex with me, why didn't you wake me?" Anne interrogated him. "Julie is a polecat if you wake her up, I found that if I wake her with foreplay she is a lot nicer" Doug explained earnestly trying to convince Anne of his sincerity. "You can ask her, I do it all the time." "Actually I can see that, I am the same, I will kill rather than ask questions in the morning, and I was having the most delicious dream right up until I found out it was you. OK I believe you, what do you want to do about it?" Anne had calmed down as she watched Doug search for his clothes, a not unpleasant view. Shit, what was she thinking; this was her sister's husband! She had to get over this post orgasmic funk. She had just fucked her brother and she couldn't deny she had enjoyed the act; the evidence still warmed her blood and was dripping from her pussy! The shit had definitely hit the fan through an innocuous mistake. Not only was Julie and Doug's relationship in danger, but her and Julies too. Anne couldn't imagine Julie taking this well. "Julie will not take this well, she won't believe me" Doug echoed her thoughts, he had his boxers on and he sat back down on the bed and put his head in his hands. He quickly removed them when he smelt her essence strongly from his fingers. He had to put her out of his mind, or his body would betray him at the worst possible time. Images of the past 20 minutes were assailing him. His cock had never fully gone down and he was afraid it was perking up again. If he stayed seated for a while maybe it would be alright. "We can't tell her." Anne decided. "It was a mistake and no one was hurt. We didn't cheat as there was no intent." "Are you sure? I never wanted to keep a secret from her." Doug was miserable and turned on at the same time, he was so confused. "These sorts of things always have a way of coming out. Then it will be worse because we didn't tell her the truth when we had the chance." Anne moved around and put her arms around his shoulders supportively. Unfortunately this had the effect of pressing her erect nipple against his arm. They both stiffened, in different places, and hastily moved away from the searing contact. "This is going to be difficult" Anne murmured. Surprise Ch. 02 Doug woke slowly and stretched. He turned over and located his wife Julie's bum. He loved to spoon her and was soon snuggled up behind her, his hard-on parked in her crack. His hand fell naturally to her boob and started lightly stroking a nipple. Julie moaned. Doug thought about last nights events and grew harder. He didn't know what the end result of his mistake last night would be. Anne and Doug had decided not to tell Julie about it. Doug was apprehensive though, things would not be the same. How could they be? He was also not happy about keeping a secret from his wife. It was an innocent mistake fucking her sister, but now he was keeping it from her and that wasn't right. What he felt about Anne concerned him too. Previously she had just been a sister, now she was an accidental lover. How would that change their relationship and did he want it to change? His reverie was broken by Julie suddenly exclaiming. "Shit, I'm late, thanks for waking me up honey." Julie turned and kissed Doug lightly on the lips. Then she looked at him harder. "What are you doing home and why didn't you wake me last night?" "I was tired from the trip and just wanted to get some sleep" Doug recovered quickly yawning. "What are you doing today?" Julie asked as she got out of bed and started picking up stuff and rummaging through drawers. Doug admired her lithe form. "You hopefully." Doug grinned at her raised eyebrow. "Uh uh, maybe later, listen can you look after Anne today? That bastard Jeff threw her out and she is staying with us for a while in the spare room. Maybe you could take her shopping or something? She's had a rough ride recently and needs some TLC. I know you two get on well and she could use someone right now." Doug was horrified by Julie's multiple double entendre's but managed to hide it well. "Sure, we can think of something to do." Doug almost couldn't say it. "Great I knew I could count on you, I love you honey, I am going out to Stacey's I promised her weeks ago to help her with her kids party, I would take Anne but you know they don't get on." Julie entered the en-suite. "See ya later honey." She sang as the door closed and the shower started. Doug closed his eyes again and rolled over after his morning wood had subsided enough and managed a moaned goodbye and a kiss when Julie left 30 minutes later. About an hour later the bed bounced waking Doug up. "So what are we gonna do? Julie promised me shopping." Anne sounded way too chipper. Another thing the sisters shared was a love of shopping. Doug groaned into his pillow. The presence of his sister on the bed was causing strange sensations in his nether regions. "She said we should do SOMETHING together, Shopping was mentioned as an option." Doug hated shopping. "Well, what would that SOMETHING else BE big brother? Surprise me, you never know I may be up for it" Anne said in a teasing voice. Doug was suddenly even more aware of Anne's presence in the bed. He was sure that some part of her was resting on his calf. The frission was unmistakable and his dick was incredibly hard, luckily he was on his side or it would have been obvious. Anxiously he capitulated. "Alright shopping then." "OK you had better hurry up then I am ready to go." Anne said, Doug was sure there was still some mischievousness in her voice but was relieved that the chasm edge had been averted. Anne made no move to leave though and when Doug looked over she was sitting hunched over her bare knees in short shorts and tunic idly studying her toenails as if wondering whether they were neat enough for public consumption. Her long dark hair obscured her face. "Uh excuse me, but I need to get up." Doug said half teasing, half serious. "So who's stopping you? What? Are you suddenly worried about modesty?" Anne turned and grinned suggestively at him. "Well.....no but ah...." Doug began. Anne made a pretence of surprise. "Are you hiding something?" Anne didn't know what was possessing her, the thought that he might be hiding an erection from her and the act of ripping the sheet away half rolling him towards her happening at almost the same moment. She just had to know what was under the sheet. His rolling body put his large erection almost in her lap. His cock was so hard it looked almost painful. Time stretched in that way it does in embarrassing situations when it never seems to end. Doug was mortified, for the second time in a few hours he had sexually assaulted his sister, the first time in act this time in thought. He was definitely damned. "Oh..." Was all that Anne said. She felt like she had something important to say but had forgotten it. Doug's cock had captured her attention like a cobra. It throbbed for her. Doug was the first to recover. He quickly grabbed the sheet back from her frozen fingers and rolled out of the bed and into the en-suite taking the sheet with him. Anne almost fell off the bed, still staring at the spot Doug's cock had been, as his greater weight pulled the sheet away under her. "Frak, not again please." Doug was begging as he dashed into the en-suite. "I'm so sorry." He yelled. "Doug wait!" Anne had regained her senses and got to the door just as it closed. "Doug, Doug I think this was my fault." Anne could hear Doug talking to himself behind the closed en-suite door. She tried the handle and to her surprise it opened. There was no lock and Doug was too busy berating himself to notice. Doug hugged the sheet around his middle as he leaned on the sink staring at his reflection. Anne could see the muscles on his arms stand out. He sure looked sexy even if a bit anxious. He started and turned to her when he noticed the door opening. "Doug, wait, just hold on. Let me say something. It's my fault, I was anxious and over compensating. I wanted to be casual and get past this but I obviously overstepped the personal space boundary. I am really becoming OK about last night. I must admit that I was shocked at first and worried that you had violated me. But you were really making love to Julie, and you did it with a lot of care and gentleness. I have to admit I enjoyed it very much and I know you love Julie and wouldn't do anything to hurt her. I am sorry about what just happened, I don't know what came over me, for some reason I just needed to know you thought I was attractive." Anne kept her eyes on his as she approached him and put a hand on Doug's shoulder. "I am really sorry Anne, I couldn't stop my body reacting to you. And I am feeling so guilty about last night." Doug turned more fully towards her as Anne was suddenly against his body and inside the circle of his arm hugging him. Her face was against his naked chest and his erection dug into her stomach. "Ha...well its good to know someone still thinks I am attractive." She pushed at his erection. "Though you have raised the bar quite a bit in what I will be satisfied with in the love making stakes Doug. Jeff was a pig and hardly ever noticed me. Last night showed me what a real man can be like" Anne distractedly continued to rub his erection with her belly. "You are a very attractive woman Anne." He said it softly as she turned her face up to his. She was. Both sisters were beautiful, Anne was younger but not by too much. They were not twins but the similarities often made him have to look twice. Anne's brown eyes sparkled with unshed tears as she pulled his mouth down to hers. They shared a long passionate kiss, sharing the intimacy they had missed out on last night, before Doug broke it off. "I'm sorry Anne I can't do this to Julie. Last night was an accident but this is cheating." Doug tried to let her go but he she kept hold of him with one arm and captured his straining cock with the other. Somehow she had worked her hand through the sheet folds. Anne began slowly pumping his cock. "Are you sure big brother?" Anne said looking at him innocently from under her fringe. Doug felt his control slipping away. Anne pulled the sheet away with her other hand and knelt in front of him. She stared at his cock as the pre-come formed at the tip. "You got to taste me last night, I think payback is only fair" Anne continued to massage his cock gently. Slowly she licked off his pre-come. Every one of Doug's muscles was rigid, the sensations Anne was causing sparked through his body. His eyes closed as she took more of him in her mouth and swirled her tongue around him. The sheet was on the floor forgotten as Anne lovingly bathed Doug's cock with her saliva. All the while her hand kept up a slow back and forth motion. Doug's cock felt like it was going to burst and was harder than ever. Anne smiled up at him, her lips busy slurping his cock like a lollypop. When he opened his eyes his gaze was caught by hers, in his periphery he could see her other hand working under her groin. "Oh god...." Doug moaned. He knew that he was going to cave. He knew that he was going to fuck Anne again. And he knew that she wanted it. Anne couldn't believe herself. First she gets thrown out by that fucking sleazebag Jeff for not wanting a threesome with the obnoxious cruel slut Wendy. Then she is mistakenly, wonderfully, taken by her sister's husband. Now she is kneeling in front of him sucking him like a cock starved slut. Betraying and making him betray her sister. The whole thing made her so hot she had already come twice this morning, once in her room and now while kneeling in front of him playing with herself. So much for her scruples, she felt like she would fuck just about anything or anybody at the moment. And that was just what she was going to do. Anne scrambled up Doug's body quickly pushing him against the bench and making him lower himself, not letting her grip on his cock go she raised herself until he was poised at the entrance to her wet pussy. Looking him in the eyes she slowly lowered herself onto his steel hard shaft. Doug's cock felt like it was bathed in liquid heat. Slowly he penetrated further and further. She finally came to rest against his groin, their pubic hair crinkling together. His hand now cupped her butt cheeks. He rose and rested his butt against the bench, suspending her off the ground on his cock. Anne threw her head back, yes! It felt so good and so full. His hard body, the muscles bunching and straining under her hands. Doug raised her by main strength alone before letting her settle again buried to the hilt. The next time she grabbed him under the arms and helped him move her body faster and faster. Doug felt strong, he controlled the pace lifting and guiding penetrating her to the core over and over. It wasn't long before her back arched and he was flooded with moisture. He kept lifting and releasing though she had gone slack. Anne just kept moaning over and over as he kept moving her up and down his cock. When she got close again Anne started again anxious for another orgasm. Doug could feel his own orgasm approaching and their movements became faster. Now they were grunting their flesh slapping against each other. Anne screamed as her orgasm overtook her, her body writhing on his. Doug came humping and spurting deep within her. Their combined fluids made their junction a soppy mess. Anne slumped against him breathing heavily. He was buried hilt deep in her, occasionally twitching and eliciting small noises from her. The clapping sound didn't penetrate their awareness for a second. When they both looked around alarmed Julie was standing at the door of the en-suite giving them a round of applause. "Doug when I told you to do something with my sister I meant shopping!" Julie said tapping her foot. Surprise! Ch. 02 I was dizzy from what had just happened. The sun was barely down and I had already watched Chloe, my wife's sister, masturbate as I looked through the keyhole at her. I had already been caught by Chloe, who just waved and smiled at me before passing out. I had also been caught by my wife, Sarah, as I spied on Chloe. Sarah had pulled me into the bathroom to have sex. Then, to top it all off, my wife had told me to think of Chloe as I came in her. I couldn't believe it all had happened. Now, my wife was up to something. Whatever it was, I was overwhelmed by the anticipation. So, I did what she had said. I started to shower, feeling the hot water cover my skin as I daydreamed of Chloe. As I soaped up my face, I heard the door open. "Michael, it's me," Sarah said, "I need to go." "Okay," I replied, half-listening as I continued to think about Chloe. "Hurry up in there, okay?" Sarah said as she flushed. "What's going on?" I asked, remembering what she had said earlier. "Nothing," she said, giggling. "Bullshit," I said. "Nothing," she said again, and shut the lights off on me as she left the bathroom. "Hey!" I said, getting soap in my eye in the process. Sarah was usually feisty, but she was really on one. My own wife had told me to think of her sister as I came in her! What the hell was that about? I worked my eyes clear of soap as I felt a hand on my stomach. "Sarah, what the hell?" I said, trying to see what she was up to. "You liked watching Chloe?" I heard her whisper as she ran her hand across my chest. "Yeah, look, are you pissed? I'm sorry-." I started. "Shh, just keep your eyes closed and think of her. Just think of Chloe, Michael," she whispered in my ear. I was becoming hard, my heart flushing my body with blood at the thought of Chloe and Sarah. One mine, one forever out of reach, but both driving me crazy with passion. I did as she said and braced myself against the tub, awaiting the inevitable caress of my wife's loving hands and mouth. I heard her slip into the tub as she gently maneuvered me around. As I went to touch her, she pushed my hand away and giggled. "No hands, Michael," she whispered as her hand slipped down onto my cock. I felt a rush of excitement as she began to work me. She was breathing heavily as she worked me harder and harder. The steam from the shower poured over me as her mouth encircled the tip of my cock. I gasped as I felt her gently lick the tip. My god, it was incredible! "Imagine that this was my sister, Michael. Imagine Chloe's lips on you!" she hissed as she swallowed me deep down her throat. This was too much for me to handle! I couldn't believe that Sarah would act like this, not in a million years. She always seemed so jealous of Chloe and my attraction for her. Was she trying to upstage her? My head flooded with thoughts as her tongue rolled in flashes around my cock. She was doing her best to pleasure me, doing things I never knew she could. Grasping the shaft, she began to pump it quickly as she sucked up and down the tip. I was so close, so very close. "Come in my mouth, Michael, come in Chloe's mouth," she whispered with one final lick to put me over the edge. I did as she said, releasing my semen inside her as I shivered and gasped from my orgasm. It lasted and lasted as I felt her mouth work on me with each pulse of come. She slurped and licked until I couldn't take any more. I gasped and pulled away, falling gently into the cold, wet tile. "My god, Sarah. That was wonderful. I love you so much," I said, breathless. "Who said I was Sarah?" the voice said. My heart skipped as I opened my eyes. Chloe, naked and grinning, was kneeling before me. I couldn't believe what had just happened, what was happening now! Her beautiful baby-faced image burned into the back of my eyes as I stood paralyzed before her. She was my wife's sister and I had just come in her mouth! She was naked in the shadows before me; her body that was hidden for so long was revealed at last. I stared at her in awe, straining to see her form. What the hell was going on? "Sarah knows. She's the one who came up with this, okay? Don't worry," Chloe said as she stood up to show me everything she had. Her body glistened in the shadow as she moved close to me. "God, you're beautiful," I said as I gazed at her. Her breasts were small like Sarah's. She had the same tiny nipples as Sarah did. She had the same hands, too, as I had just recently found out. Her flesh was enticing, but I felt very hesitant. I felt like I was cheating on the woman that I loved. I hadn't been with anyone else but Sarah for four years now, and here was her own flesh and blood inviting me in for the taking. Chloe sensed this and stepped back a step. Still smiling, though, she began to lather up with my wife's body wash. "Are you mad at us?" she asked. "No, Chloe. Admit it though, this is kind of fucked up, isn't it?" I said as I slowly reached out to touch her hot, wet skin, stopping only an inch away. "Don't fight it, Michael. Really, I've wanted you for a long time. Sarah isn't stupid. She knows you want me. That's why she's doing this," Chloe said as she finished soaping her body. She moved past me to rinse off. Her slippery body rubbed across me, her flesh caressing every inch of me that faced her. As I turned with her, my hard cock slipped in between her thighs and across her smooth pussy. I definitely wanted her. I wanted to be in her right now. She knew it, too. She stopped and spread her legs slightly as she looked into my eyes. My chest tightened as I felt her wet labia on my cock. Involuntarily, I eased forward slightly and felt myself slip across them. We gasped together as her soapy chest pushed against me. This was it, I couldn't take any more. Chloe Lawson, my wife's sister, was mine. We kissed deeply as I picked her tiny body up in my arms, my strength fueled by passion. She giggled and licked my neck as I thrust at her, sliding deep into her wet hole. She was tight and warm, inviting me deeper and deeper. Her pretty, innocent face shined in the dark shower, her soft lips curling from our pleasure. I felt like an animal, on fire and hungering for her flesh. I fucked her hard as I gripped her body tight. The new sensation of a different woman's pussy overwhelmed me. They were very similar, but just different enough for me to know, full and well, that it was Chloe I was inside of. It was just enough to know that I was sharing something that I had shared with only one other woman in four years. Chloe had always been separate from me, always platonic and off-limits. The world had changed suddenly with what was happening now. "Oh, God, fuck me Michael! Come inside me!" she moaned in my ear. "Oh, fuck, Chloe, I can't believe this!" I said as I thrust harder and harder. We fell out of the shower and onto the rug as we kissed and nibbled each other all over. It was an orgy of flesh and plastic; Chloe and I twisting under the shower curtain together. The plastic stuck to us as we fucked and fucked, crinkling from our motion. The new flesh, the strange skin wrapped around my cock, Her moaning; it was all consuming me as I tasted her kisses and smelled her excitement beneath me. Her body, a stranger's body, moved under me differently than Sarah's, but it was still so very familiar; as if Chloe knew what to do to give me the most. She licked me and rubbed her hands across my ass, grabbing it and pulling me deeper into her. She bit my neck and began to moan lauder and louder. This was it. She was close. "Oh, Michael, I'm coming! Oh, yeah, fuck me!" she said as she tensed up and arched beneath me. I watched her smile and bite her lip, lost in the waves of pleasure. I was close, so close to filling her up. This was unbelievable! Chloe's wet, soapy body stretched out underneath me as she ran her hands down my back. "Come on baby, come in me. I want it, baby," she said as she squeezed her vagina muscles around my cock. As I closed in on my orgasm, the room filled with light. Sarah, out of the corner of my eye, was standing there watching us from the doorway. As I looked up at her, I began to come in her sister. Sarah's eyes were on fire, enjoying the show immensely. I looked down at Chloe as I began to squirt my hot load deep within her. I gasped as I felt the wave of my orgasm consume me. Chloe was mine. I had come deep within her as my wife watched with approval. What a day. "You broke the shower, lover," Sarah said. Chloe laughed as I rolled off of her and into cold, wet plastic. Surprise! Ch. 02 THIS IS PART 2 OF MY STORY, SURPRISE. I RECOMMEND READING PART 1 FIRST SO YOU KNOW THE BACK STORY. ENJOY! * She left me at my car as she returned to work, and before the engine even started my cock was growing painfully in its cage with the thoughts of what might happen that night. And apparently it was not just going to be any night, because on the way home I got a text message from her: I reserved us a room at the Marriott on 1st St. Go straight there and check in. Wait for me. I know you don't have any extra clothes or anything with you, but don't worry...you won't need them. I swallowed hard, wondering what the hell she had up her sleeve. Whatever it was, I wasn't going to screw it up, so I drove to the hotel and checked into a beautiful second floor room with a king bed and a balcony. And I waited. As the time ticked by, I watched some TV and read the magazines in the room, but was constantly distracted by my thoughts. My hand kept dropping between my legs, trying in vain to rub myself to an erection, but instead just making the my cock even more frustrated as it pressed again the rigid confines of the device containing it. Finally, after about two hours, I heard the door unlock and swing open. I turned to see my girlfriend there, grinning, holding a bag in her hand. Without much fanfare --- or a single word -- she pulled something black from the bag and dropped it on the floor, then walked straight into the bathroom and closed the door. From inside she yelled to me, "Take off all your clothes. Everything. Then put on the shorts I brought you." I looked at the black fabric she'd dropped and realized they were actually a pair of tight, spandex bike shorts. I still had no idea what her plan was, but I stripped out of my clothes and pulled them on, the tight stretch fabric clinging to the plastic encasement that held my dick. I sat on the bed to wait for her, and it didn't take her long to finish whatever she was doing. When she emerged from the bathroom, still carrying her bag, I was expecting her to be decked out in some sort of hot, fetish-y type outfit. Instead, she was dressed relatively normally — a low-cut shirt, tight jeans , flip flops, and, my favorite, sunglasses. She looked hot, but nothing out of the ordinary. "Follow me," she said, walking past me without a second glance and toward the sliding balcony door. As she opened it, I only managed to stutter, "O-o-ut there?" "Yes," she said, matter-of-factly, as she walked out onto the balcony and sat down in the lounge chair there. I hesitated, not particularly keen to go outside in this outfit onto a balcony overlooking a street where anyone might see me. Apparently she didn't care, though. "Get out here, now!" she commanded, not yelling, but sternly. Shaking nervously, I inched my way out the glass door into the sunlight and looked down to see cars whizzing past. I looked over at her, and she pointed imperiously at the ground and said, "On your knees." I dropped down, and the railings of the balcony partly shielded me from the street below. Certainly I could still be seen, but I was thankful for even a few thin metal bars of privacy protection. Without another word she reached down into her bag and removed two pairs of handcuffs. "Turn around!" she said, and, as soon as I did, she pulled my hands behind my back and cuffed them together. Then, using the second pair of cuffs, she locked the first pair to one of the vertical shafts of the balcony's railing. My mind raced. Was she actually locking me up in these tiny spandex pants outside where anyone could see? My heart beat faster, and she seemed to be able to read my mind because she smiled ever so slightly at my predicament. I could only imagine that her pussy was tingling as well. She leaned back in her chair and kicked off her flip-flops, raising her right foot up in front of my face. "Lick the bottom of my foot, loser." I was totally taken aback. Was she serious? I glanced sideways to see if anyone was looking, and I noticed several people on the street below walking by. Anyone of them might look up any second, not to mention people on other balconies around us. Apparently my pondering irritated her, though, because before I finished my thoughts she pushed her foot into my faced and barked, "LICK IT!" My tongue slipped out and I started to run it up her foot. It tasted dirty, and I must have grimaced because she looked down at me and said, "Oh, I know, they're not too clean right now. Tough!" Her bitchiness, for some reason, caused my cock to stir, and I kept licking, simultaneously disgusted and aroused. She laughed as I went, and teased, "I'm sure you're giving the people down there quite a show." I flushed red and pulled a little on my bonds, unable to move. She went on torturing me. "You know what would be fun? If I made you jack off out here on the balcony so they could all watch you. Too bad your little prick is locked up. Of course I could always call Dana and ask her to bring the keys over. Would you like that? If she came to help unlock you? Or maybe I should make you call and beg her to bring them by!" She laughed cruelly, and I noticed one of her hands was gently rubbing her pussy through her jeans. Then, after about another minute of licking, she suddenly dropped her foot and stood. "Ooh, I just thought of something I need! I'm gonna run and get it. Don't move." I started to protest, but before I knew it she'd gone back in, through the room, and out the door, leaving me chained to the balcony in plain site. I looked around, not knowing when she'd be back, and, as I did, I saw a small group of girls on the street below looking up at me. I turned my head and waited. This WAS gonna be a long night. To be continued...