Deception
written by:
Northern Flicker

Nadine sat on the edge of the bed putting on a pair of dark, thigh-high hold-up stockings. The only other clothing she was wearing was a very low-cut lacy bra that pushed her breasts high, partially exposing her nipples. When she was finished she stood and walked over to a full length mirror and, turning slowly from side to side, admired how she looked. The seam running up the backs of the stockings were perfectly straight and highlighted the smooth curves of her long, shapely legs, and the bra made her breasts look extremely inviting.

As she had been expecting at any time, the phone on the bedside table rang and she answered it. It was her husband. He had called her every day that week at five o'clock to say hello and to see how she was doing.

"I've really missed you today darling. This damned conference is going on too long. I can't wait to get home, but unfortunately things are going to carry over into next week, what with having to go to Montreal afterwards."

"Oh, sweetheart. I miss you too. I really wish you were home. It's too lonely here without you."

They talked a little more about generalities and then he asked, "What do you have planned for the evening?"

"Nothing really. A little TV I guess, but probably I'm just going to go to bed early. I don't know why, but I'm really tired today. I'm looking forward to getting a good night's sleep."

"I'll let you go then. Sleep well. I'll call tomorrow. Love you."

When Nadine put the phone down she finished dressing, walked out of the house and got into her car.

*****************

Cameron had already been in the hotel room for half an hour when Nadine knocked on the door. When he opened it she threw herself into his arms, kissing him passionately, holding her body close to him. He felt her push her hips forward against him, demonstrating her need for him to fuck her.

This would be the fifth time the two of them had managed to get together over the past seven weeks, and tonight was going to be the first time they would be able to spend the entire night together. Cameron's wife had to make an overnight visit to see her ailing aunt a couple of hundred kilometres away, and with Nadine's husband away on business the timings couldn't have been better.

Neither Nadine nor Cameron had bad marriages. There were no fights nor any need for arguments about money. Neither couple had children and by and large led fairly stress-free lives. It's just that Nadine and Cameron wanted something different to happen in their lives, something a little out of the ordinary that would add some spice to the hum-drum of daily life. The two of them had been loose acquaintances socially for about five years but it was only recently that they had run into each other one day and went for coffee together. While they talked it became apparent to each of them through their body language and certain comments that the other was also longing to fill a void in their life, and before half an hour had passed they had touched hands and leaned across the table and kissed. Things had progressed from there.

Their first tryst together started out as a nervous affair but both of them soon overcame any tensions and uncertainties and the two hours spent in a motel room one afternoon turned out to be the best sex that either of them had ever had.

Since then they had kept up a constant flurry of e-mails between them, talking about the sex they had experienced together and focussing on how it had been enhanced by each others' sexual attributes; her tight pussy, his big hard cock, her beautiful breasts, his ability to eat her pussy to multiple orgasms, and her exceptional skills at sucking his cock, just to mention a few. They had also divulged some of their fantasies in e-mails and had made some attempts when they were together to fulfill them, some successfully, some not so. But the important thing to each of them was that they were filling that void and enjoying it, and each other, immensely.

And now they had the entire night together ahead of them.

After closing the door of the hotel room behind them they twirled in their embrace over to the bed. It was a king sized bed with plenty of room to play. Nadine did a slow strip for Cameron as he sat on the edge of the bed watching her, stopping when she was wearing only her stockings and bra, knowing that this state of dress, or undress, was extremely stimulating for him. Then she started to remove Cameron's clothes. When his hard cock sprang into view after she pulled his shorts down and off she pushed him onto his back on the bed and proceeded to suck his cock. Before he came Cameron pushed her off of him, removed her bra and played with her body, sucking and biting her tits and licking her pussy. He brought her to the edge twice but wouldn't let her cum.

Then he stopped, and laying on top of her, looking her in the eyes, asked, "Remember we wrote about me tying you up and fucking you while you were helpless?"

"God, yes. I've thought about it a lot since."

"Would you like me to do it tonight?"

Nadine answered with an unreserved, "Yes! Absolutely, yes!"

Cameron got up and retrieved a bag from the far side of the room. When he returned he opened the bag and took out four soft leather wrist and ankle cuffs and four lengths of soft nylon rope, each with a clip on one end. He straddled her on the bed and buckled the cuffs onto her, then clipped a rope to the ring on each of the wrist cuffs and tied the other end to each of the headboard posts, then did the same to her ankles and the baseboard posts, cinching the ropes until they were fairly taught. This left her very little room to move. He got off the bed and looked at her spreadeagled and completely exposed and vulnerable, wearing only her stockings.

"How do you feel?"

As she tugged at her bonds she replied, "A little strange. I've never been in a situation like this before."

"Well, it's a new experience for both of us. I like the way you are right now. It makes me want to do things to you. To fuck you."

Cameron once again reached into the bag and this time brought out a camera.

"Cameron, you're not going to take pictures of me like this are you? Please don't."

With a hint of humour in his voice Cameron replied, "You're not really in a position to tell me what to do or what not to do are you?"

Nadine tugged at her bonds again as a feeling of compete helplessness overcame her.

"You look pretty incredible like that, you know." And with that Cameron lifted the camera and took a picture, the flash illuminating the room.

"Oh Cameron. Please don't."

He paid her no heed as he walked around the bed taking several more pictures, including a close-up of her pussy.

In spite of not wanting to have her picture taken spreadeagled as she was, Nadine was starting to feel aroused by the situation. No one had ever taken pictures of her nude before, let alone in a position like this.

Putting the camera down Cameron said, "Now I'm going to take this to another level."

Nadine didn't reply but waited to see what he was about to do.

He brought out a scarf from the bag, and kneeling on the bed, he tied it around her head, covering her eyes.

"Are you okay with this?"

"Yes. I think I am."

Then he moved over her on the bed and started licking her foot, her calf, around her knee and up the inside of her thigh, stopping just before he reached her pussy.

"Are you ready for more?"

She was starting to breathe deeper. "Don't stop what you're doing."

"Then beg me. I want to hear you beg for it. I want to hear you talk like a slut."

"I'm getting really turned on by this Cameron. Please, lick my pussy. You know how I love it. Lick it until I cum. Please."

As she raised her hips towards him he ran the flat of his tongue across her pussy, noting with satisfaction how wet she was.

"My god, you taste good. Do you want more of this? I do."

"Oh yes. Yes," and she lifted her hips higher.

"Then tell me what you want. Talk to me like a slut."

Something let go within her and Nadine said, "Stick your tongue inside my cunt as far as you can, then bring it out slowly and suck my clit."

Nadine had never used what could be construed as dirty language during sex before and she immediately discovered what a turn-on it was for her. The dirtier the words the more descriptive and erotic it seemed, and the more she found it excited her.

She writhed on the bed, her body stretched and immobile as he did what she asked. He kept her on the verge of cumming for what seemed to her to be an eternity, and all the while she was begging for him to let her cum.

"Oh fuck. Please let me cum. Eat my cunt. Suck my clit and make me cum. Come on baby, you know what I like. Oh fuck."

He stopped what he was doing and moved up to suck and bite her nipples. Nadine was sweating lightly and breathing hard when he stopped, then she felt him get off the bed.

Then there was silence. She couldn't hear a sound in the room, only her breathing and the pounding of her heart.

"Cameron?"

No response.

"Cameron? Are you there?"

The silence lasted for a few minutes.

"Cameron, what are you doing?"

She thought she heard a light tapping on the hotel room door, then she heard the door open and Cameron's voice say, low and in almost a whisper, "I wasn't sure you were going to come."

Cameron then spoke to himself, again just loud enough for Nadine to hear, but in a completely different sounding voice, slightly accented, pretending to be someone else.

"You kidding? I wouldn't miss this for the world."

Then once again in Cameron's normal voice, "She's in there, on the bed."

Nadine was shocked and when she heard the door to the hotel room close she felt panic building within her.

"Cameron, who's there? Is there someone else in the room with us?" There was a desperate tone to her voice now.

Again the room was silent. Cameron quietly reached into the bag and took out a small bottle of aftershave. He had diluted it with water to mask any impression of it being freshly applied and, placing his fingertip over the bottle's opening, he wet his finger with it and then dabbed it on his neck. He repeated this several times scenting various parts of his body, including the base of his cock, just sufficiently to have a very light odour and to give the impression of it being someone else.

Then he silently approached the bed.

"Cameron? I'm scared. Who's in the room? What's going on?"

Without saying a word or making any sound Cameron picked up the camera and took another picture.

Nadine jumped when she heard the shutter click and sensed the bright flash through her blindfold.

Quietly crossing the room he picked up a chair, and bringing it with him as he returned to the bed he placed it half way along the length of the bed but a few feet out from it. Without saying anything he walked around the bed then back again, taking a few photos of her lying helpless and naked.

"Cameron, what's going on? Please. I'm scared."

Cameron placed the camera on the chair and with a remote control activated the camera. He was satisfied when the shutter clicked and the flash went off.

"Cameron, tell me what's going on. Please. I need to know."

And then she sensed someone kneeling on the bed, leaning over her, close to her. She felt the warm breath on her neck followed by a light kiss beneath her ear. And then to her horror she smelled the scent of the aftershave. Cameron had never worn any kind of fragrance since they had been intimate together and she knew that it wasn't him next to her on the bed.

"Cameron!" She almost shouted it.

Then, in the stranger's voice, Cameron said quietly, "Shhh. I don't want to have to gag you. You don't want to be gagged do you?"

There was real fear in her voice when she asked. "Who are you? Where's Cameron?"

Then there was silence for a minute.

Nadine was tugging at her bonds when she felt fingers touch her exposed pussy. A moment later she heard the camera click and sensed the flash from several feet away, as Cameron activated it with the remote. Nadine was now sure Cameron was taking pictures as the stranger hovered around her, touching her.

Now the fingers were rubbing her pussy and, as a finger penetrated her she tried to twist away.

"No! You can't do this to me! Don't touch me!"

The camera clicked and flashed again.

She felt the stranger move around her, positioning himself on the bed between her legs, then the warmth of his breath on her pussy, followed by the feel of his tongue licking her. And she heard the camera again.

"Oh god Cameron. Please don't let him ... ," and her voice trailed off as the stranger's tongue started toying with her clit. Her pleading voice was replaced with a long, drawn-out groan.

Only ten minutes before Cameron had brought her to the edge of orgasm several times. She was still soaking wet and primed for sex when the stranger started reigniting her need to be fucked.

As he ate Nadine's cunt Cameron was pleased to feel her starting to respond. She was moving her hips slowly up and down in response to his tongue's actions, and then she started to speak.

"Oh fuck. Oh god. Yes. Keep doing that. It's perfect. Mmmm, oh yes. Suck my clit. Eat my cunt," and now she was writhing on the bed, straining against her bonds.

Cameron kept bringing her to the edge, as he had before he had assumed the persona of the stranger, and every time he sensed that she was about to cum he stopped what he was doing and kissed and licked his way up to her breasts and focused his attention on them.

After perhaps twenty minutes of this almost unendurable back and forth teasing Nadine was getting frantic. "Please. Please!" she begged. "Fuck me. Please fuck me. Let me cum. I'll do anything for you afterwards. Just let me cum. Please!"

She felt him shift on the bed, moving closer to her head and then his cock was laying crossways along her lips. Nadine pursed her lips and kissed it, then rocking her head from side to side she ran her lips and the tip of her tongue along the length of the underside of his hard cock. Then she surprised herself by saying, almost in a growl, "Put it in my mouth and let me suck it. I want to suck your cock." She had turned her head, almost awkwardly, sideways towards him and Cameron placed the tip of his cock against her lips. As she opened her mouth the camera clicked and flashed and with a moan of satisfaction she took his cock deep into her mouth. Cameron was close to cumming after a minute but summoned up enough self control to pull his throbbing cock from her mouth.

"I need you to fuck me. Please," Nadine begged. "Put your big hard cock in my cunt and fuck me hard."

Cameron repositioned himself above her, his cock hanging at the entrance to her cunt, its tip just touching her pussy lips. At the first touch of it she lifted her hips hoping for it to penetrate her, but he pulled back.

"You don't even know who I am," Cameron said in the stranger's voice.

"I don't care who you are. Fuck me like a whore! I need you to fuck me! Now!"

Through her haze of emotions Nadine had heard and sensed the camera being activated time and time again. And now, knowing she was about to be fucked she thrust her hips upwards again, and her cunt swallowed Cameron's cock as he pushed forward against her.

As she writhed beneath him groaning and uttering the dirtiest language she could muster, Nadine felt the stranger's hands working to untie her blindfold. Was she finally going to see him? And she realised that she really didn't care. All she knew was that she was finally getting fucked and it didn't matter at that moment who it was that was doing it.

Suddenly the blindfold was off and she blinked hard at the intruding light. As her eyes adjusted she became aware of Cameron's face only inches above hers and a look of complete puzzlement crossed her face. At that moment Cameron pressed the remote's button and the camera clicked and flashed. Nadine lifted her head sharply and looked in its direction, only to see an unattended camera sitting on a chair a few feet away.

And then it dawned on her what he had done.

There was fire in her eyes. "You BASTARD!" she hissed before Cameron pressed his mouth over hers and started slowly moving his cock in and out of her.

Moments later Cameron felt her relax and start to respond to his movements, then reaching out he undid the straps holding her wrists, pulled his cock out of her and twisted around and undid her ankles. Before she could adjust to being freed from her bonds he lay back down on her, pushing his cock deep inside her and resumed fucking her.

Nadine had been furious at the initial discovery of the deception that he had foisted upon her, then her feelings of lust for what was once again happening to her overcame her.

She wrapped her arms around him, followed by her stocking-clad legs, and whispered in his ear.

"You bastard. You wonderful bastard."

**************

At about three o'clock in the morning Cameron was awakened, feeling Nadine pressing against his side.

"You awake?" she whispered.

"Mmmm."

She was quiet for a few moments. "I really was scared you know."

Cameron pulled her tightly to him. "I'm sorry. I really am. It seemed to me that I might have been pushing it a little too far when you said you were. I should have stopped."

She snuggled against him and said, "I'm glad you didn't."

They were silent for awhile, then she said, "Could I ask you something?"

"Of course. Anything."

"Would you really have shared me in bed with another man?"

"Tonight was a deception Nadine, but now I think it'll be better that if I do anything it'll only be if we've talked about it, and if it's what you want."

She was silent for a few moments then said, "Let me think about that."

She climbed on top of him, kissing him, and waited for his cock to become hard.