The Taxi
written by:
stoneyconn

THE TAXI

Back in my younger days while serving in the U. S. Navy and stationed at the Charleston Naval base in South Carolina, I had the opportunity to be in a position that allowed plenty of free time. Being single and bored most of the time I took a position as a driver for the Yellow Cab Company. It was a pretty good deal for me as I got the cab for 12 hours a day and paid them a flat rate plus the gas I used. Other than that any money I made stayed right in my pocket. So I could hustle or I could take it at a leisurely rate. Being an established cab company they had a dispatcher to receive calls and to dispatch available cabs to the customers. We didn't have to watch the streets for someone to wave us down.

I was sitting at the cab stand by the main gate of the Navy base when the radio came to life. "Head out at the Navy Yard Stand." Our call to provide the cab first in line with a fare. "13" was my reply which is the number of the cab that I had been assigned on a regular basis. I was given the address to pick up and told that the fare was going to the Navy clinic. I acknowledged the information as I started to move away from the cab stand.

Arriving at the pick-up address was a young lady and her son that didn't look like he felt all that good. I drove them to the clinic and when the young mother attempted to pay me with rolled up coins, I asked her if that was all she had, she replied that it was, that she hadn't expected to have to run to the clinic and it was the end of the pay period.

Being in the Navy myself and knowing all about that end of the pay period and the usual lack of funds I told her to keep the coins, she may need them for medication of something for her son, and to ask for cab 13 when she was ready to go back home and I would pick her up.

It was about an hour and a half later and I was just dropping off a fair when I got the call for a special at the clinic. Special meaning that the customer had specifically asked for a certain cab. It kept the other drivers from thinking that you were getting special treatment from the dispatcher but also let me know that my fare was ready to take her son back home.

We chatted a bit on the way back to her house and I found out that her husband was out to sea so she had to do the best she could as she apologized again for only having the coins to pay the fare. As I dropped her off at her house she attempted to pay me again and I told her it was not necessary, perhaps sometime in the future when her finances were in better shape.

The fare was not all that much, it amounted to $1.50 both ways, just 75 cents each way. The medication that the clinic gave her relieved her of that expense and she seemed to be relieved as she took her son into the house. I left feeling good about being able to help a shipmate by being civil to his spouse and son.

The next evening things were busy and I had plenty of fares to keep the cab moving when I got a call for a special at the address that I had picked up the little boy and his mom. The dispatcher said that the caller said she owed me some money and wanted to pay me. I acknowledged the call but continued to take care of the fares that seemed to be heavier than usual that night. About an hour later the dispatcher notified me that that woman that said she owed me money had called again and could I please take care of the situation. Once again I acknowledged the call and when I finished with the current fare headed out to her house. I didn't beep the horn as we usually do when picking up a passenger but parked the cab in front of her house and walked to the door. When I rang the bell she called out from inside for me to come in. I thought it a bit strange for her to be saying that since she probably didn't know who was ringing her bell and perhaps thought it was someone else. I cracked the door open and called out "Yellow Cab."

"Come in" she replied and I opened the door to enter. She was standing in the living room area wearing a robe that was opened about 6" allowing a glimpse of a nightgown beneath the robe. The nightgown was a lot more transparent than the robe which she pulled closed and tightened the belt with a tug. It was only 8 pm and I didn't think anything unusual about lounging around in her robe.

I inquired about her son's health and she told me that he was feeling better today and that she had let him go over to his grandmother's house. A few pleasantries were exchanged when she went over to her purse which was sitting on the floor by the kitchen. When she bent over to fumble around in her purse she bent at the waist and I thought, that's got to be stretching her ham strings. Her back was to me, or should I say her ass was toward me as the material of the robe was pulled tight highlighting that particular part of her body.

She turned her head to the side and glanced in my direction before going back to fumbling in her purse. She seemed to be taking a long time looking for the money to pay me when it finally dawned on me that she was displaying her ass waiting for me to make a move. I started to move slowly in her direction and thought I detected a smile as I approached her. Placing my hand softly on her upturned derriere, she leaned slightly toward me and the fumbling stopped but she maintained her position.

I massaged her buttocks a little firmer and she responded with a little wiggle of her rear end. Okay, I was a bit slow but the message seemed to be loud and clear now, hubby was away and she was home alone, wearing a robe and nightgown. I leaned forward pressing my hardening cock into the crack of her ass as I placed my fingers on the robes belt. Pulling gently, the belt pulled open and I withdrew it from the loops and hung it around my neck.

She was looking up at me now, visibly smiling as I slid my hands down the outsides of her legs until I reached the hem of the robe. Slipping my fingers under the robe I lifted the material and released it once it had cleared her buttocks, gravity proved quickly to be my friend and the robe and the accompanying nightgown slid down her back continuing on down her arms. A quick shake of her arms and the material pooled onto the floor covering her purse in the process.

She was naked now except for the panties that looked to be part of a baby doll pajama set. Still bent over she didn't resist as I lowered her panties down her legs until she stepped out of them. As I bent over and began kissing her ass she spread her legs and put her arms between them crossing her wrists and smiled brightly as I used the tie from the robe to bind her wrists together. Of course being of a soft material I was sure that she could have shed the belt if she wanted to since her hands were not bound that tightly

She stood and faced me then as our mouths joined with dueling tongues. I grabbed her tits and began massaging them and pinching her nipples. Meanwhile I felt her hands opening my zipper and undoing my belt. My pants headed for the floor along with my briefs as she sank to her knees and engulfed my erection. She sucked my cock as I removed my shirts and pulled my pants off my feet, along with my shoes. Getting down on the floor we moved to a 69 position and enjoyed each other's bodies.

Oral sex soon became full blown sex as I slipped my hard cock into her willing and wet pussy. She held my upper body with her hands still tied together as I pounded her pussy until we both reached our climaxes almost simultaneously. As we lay on the carpet I asked her why she wore her bush like a wild forest. She asked me what I meant and I told her that most guys I knew liked their pussy's trimmed or completely shaved. She said she didn't know if her husband would go for that or not, that they had never discussed it. She admitted never having brought the subject up or having thought about it.

It appeared that this couple had only ever had vanilla sex and only in the missionary position. I asked her if she had ever thought about other positions or getting a bit wild. She told me that she had gotten pregnant by accident and that they hadn't been married all that long and to be perfectly honest sex was a bit boring with him. She said that she wanted to try being tied up so that is why she did that tonight. I asked if it was good and she said that it was but that it really wasn't like being really tied up. Since she felt she could just pull her hands out if she wanted to.

I asked her if she would like to spice things up with her husband and she said that she would love to. I suggested that she shave her pussy bare and meet him in a macro mini dress without any panties when he got back off his deployment and to leave the son with his grandmother until he had time to fuck her brains out.

She said that she was a bit afraid of what he might say and do in front of everyone on his boat. I asked if she knew what he liked or fantasized about. She said that she didn't but she knew that he had a stash of magazines that he kept locked up in the garage. When I asked she said that she had never seen them, and he didn't talk about them. One time however she had gone out to the garage to call him for dinner and he was stashing one in the drawer of his desk/workbench. When she went out to check it out when he had gone to work she found the drawer locked.

She slipped into her robe and gave me one of his to wear as we ventured out into the garage to see what we could find. The lock was simple, just a drawer with a standard flat tumbler lock, easily picked with a paper clip which was conveniently available in a glass container on top of the desk. Once the drawer was opened there was a few playboy magazines on the top of the pile but digging a bit deeper I found the treasure trove of magazines that told the true story.

Instead of discussing his desires with his wife he was probably afraid of the reaction that he would get from her. So instead of finding out what their common interests were he would hide out in the garage probably whacking off to something he would love doing to and with his wife. There was not an abundance of any particular type of magazines but there were instances of shaved pussies, some bondage pictures, spanking depictions with hot red asses, and some references to ass fucking in the written articles.

After a brief review she said that she felt that she was spying on her husband and it felt sort of wrong to have picked the locks on his private stash. So we carefully put the materials back in their hiding places being as careful as possible to make sure her husband would not know that she had seen the materials. Finally picking the lock back to the locked condition.

Back in the house we discussed what appeared to be hubby's interests. Even if not all of them. And now she would have to decide what she would like to try with him. If she would be willing to try that was.

She said that she may be interested but she wouldn't know how to broach the subject. I told her that would be the easy part if she was willing to shave her pussy for his return trip. Perhaps even to wear a short skirt. She said that she would consider that, but what about the rest of it.

I will create a story for you to tell hubby when he asks why you shaved your pussy. One that you may have overheard in the cafeteria by the exchange when you went shopping. I will put all the parts in it and you can adjust the story to you advantage if you don't want to do any particular part.

So you tell him that you overheard two Navy wives in the cafeteria discussing the recent arrival on the one's husband. And after hearing the story of the one woman you found that you were aroused and you had to go into your room after putting your son down for a nap and played with yourself until you had a rousing climax thinking about all that she said. Now when you tell him that he will know that you found anything that you said you heard exciting enough for you to play with yourself.

So each part you include in your story is putting that part fresh in his mind and if he is a red blooded horny fellow, he will probably want to try them all. Perhaps not all at once but if he asks you about what she said a second time you can expect to "experiment" some more.

I have to get back on the street again or they will miss me. I you feel lonely or want to talk some more you can always call and ask for cab 13 to take you to the south gate trailer park. That's where I live, so we can go there and experiment, or talk. I will have the story ready for you in a day or two for you to use as what you overheard. I work the cab from 3 pm to 3 am any time between those hours you should be able to get me. Give me at least a half hour to get there in case I already have a fare.

I got dressed then and kissed her good bye, she was still naked after having removed the robe when we came back in from the garage. Of course I thought about her many times that night wondering if anything else would come from it. I needn't have worried though because on the second day at 3:15 pm I got a special going to the south gate trailer park. When I got there she was waiting by the door and came rushing out to meet the cab as I pulled up in front of her house.

She was wearing a short skirt, one the fell just above the knees by an inch or so. She pulled open the passenger door and jumped into the front seat with a big smile on her face. Do we need to make any stops? I asked as we pulled away from her neighborhood. Just the South Gate trailer park she smiled back. "So did you get the story done?" she asked excitedly. "Yup" I replied.

"Well????" was her drawn out response.

"It'll cost ya!" I smirked back.

"What will it cost?" Her smile fading a little bit.

"Hmmmm, how about a peek under that skirt." I grinned.

She blushed a bit and I almost wished I hadn't been so forward when she glanced quickly around and biting her lip anxiously she pulled the material up a bit.

"Well if you're going to tease me like that perhaps I'll keep my story to myself."

"No, No, I'm just a bit shy is all. This is new to me." She added as she pulled the hem up to her waist. I could see a distinct lack of the dark shadow of her pubic hair.

"You bare?" I asked. After another quick look around she spread her legs exposing her newly denuded pussy. I smiled and said "Good girl."

"So as you walk into the cafeteria you find it a bit crowded but that there is an empty table in the back." I began my tale. "The table is in a corner near a lone woman drinking coffee sitting at the next table. You smile a bit and nod as you claim the corner to yourself. You spread you meal out on the table and unwrap your straw and stick it into the soda that you purchased. You're alone today since your son was a bit cranky today and you didn't want to have to deal with him so you left him with your mother since she volunteered to watch him."

"Feeling a bit tired after your shopping trip , the lunch break at the cafeteria is a welcome rest. Just about then you notice a woman approaching and the woman at the neighboring table greets her as she approaches. Hi, I am glad you could make it. The woman declares to the new arrival. As the new arrival takes a seat at the table the first woman said Sooooooo tell me how it went with the homecoming."

"After hearing the conversation drop to a lower volume you realize that they are discussing the arrival of the second woman's husband, and so the story of his homecoming begins. Oh man, you wouldn't believe it. It went great, almost like we planned. It was almost like he knew that I didn't have my panties on under this skirt she said pointing under the table. From where you were sitting you could see that she was wearing a mini skirt and thought that this woman must be very bold wearing nothing under the skirt to pick her husband up at the dock. And did you go through with the shaving thing too? The first one asked."

"Yep, as bald as the Mr. Clean commercials the second one confessed with a giggle. Then what happened? The first woman asked. Well, we went to the car and opened the trunk to put his sea bag in the trunk. I don't know if he saw the rope right away but he must have noticed it before he closed the trunk. He opened the door for me to get into the passenger seat and I was really careful not to flash too much flesh as I got in the car because I didn't want to make a scene at his boat. But he was between me and the masses so I guess I got away clean, at least that is what I thought. Sly husband of mine wasn't giving anything away."

"Anyway he climbed into the driver seat and instead of heading directly home he turned off into that National Park up the road. I asked him why we were going in the park and he told me he had to stop and get something he wouldn't be long. So he drives up to one of the small parking lots and there is absolutely no one around. He pops open the trunk and gets out of the car. Next thing I know he opens the passenger door and is holding that pink rope I bought."

"I looked at the rope and then looked up at him and expected him to say something about the rope, and I was thinking as fast as I could at to what reason I could give him for buying rope, and pink rope at that. He didn't say anything about the rope, he just grabbed my hand and looped the rope over the wrist, when he reached for the other hand and I offered it with no resistance, then he tied it to the first with my hands facing palm to palm. With my hands now tied to each other he pulled on the rope and I got out of the car."

"I followed him to a nearby tree where he tossed the rope over a low limb and pulled my hands up over my head and tied them in place. I looked up at my hands and the fact that I was strung up to the tree and thought about how vulnerable my armpits were. I am fairly ticklish there and was wide open under the current circumstances. Thankfully tickling me was not what was on his mind as I felt his fingers popping open the buttons on my blouse. I had worn a front hook bra for the occasion since I figured he would be undressing me as soon as he could. I just hadn't expected it to be in the park."

"He spread the blouse open and bared my tits to the evening air. My nipples were as hard as rocks as I looked down on the festivities. I guess I was more interested in what was going on and it took a moment to realize that his fingers had entered my pussy, I don't really remember if it was at the same time or just before he clamped his mouth down on my left tit. Man was I hot and my pussy gushing up a storm. You know that old saying about the 13 chances to say no referring to the 13 button trousers they wear. Believe me, they were opened in a flash and his hard cock was sticking out of his bvd's."

"He pressed me against the tree and slipped his cock into me. I tried to answer his thrusts but he was so hot and was pounding me so hard, I couldn't keep up with his pace so I was just pinned to the tree as he fucked me as hard as he could. Believe me when I say, I was on a hair trigger and was coming almost before I could think about it. I would have loved to wrap my legs around him but I would have to have hung on my hands to do that."

"I guess he realized that I came before he did because he pulled out and spun me around so I was facing the tree now. The skirt had dropped allowing a bit of protection between my pussy and the bark of the tree as he flipped up the back of the skirt and tucked it in holding it up. Oh no, not in my ass I thought as I felt him pulling my cheeks apart and tried to stop him. It was no use though, being rung out from my climax I had little strength left as I felt the head of his cock pressing against my asshole."

"Coming out of my dripping pussy he had no problem forcing it in. I guess I was telling him to go easy or he just knew enough to go easy, once the head popped in he eased up and was a bit more gentle until I felt his balls bouncing on my ass. Then he began to speed up again, it was a bit painful at first but then began to feel good, and soon it began to feel really good until I found myself pressing back trying to get it in deeper. I couldn't believe it but the second climax was right there when I felt his cock pulsing in my ass and flew over the top again myself, my ass clenched his cock as it exploded and I felt his cum filling my ass."

"I was slumping against the tree as he finally pulled free and gave my tits a final squeeze before he untied the rope holding my hands in the air. I thought he would totally untie me but he left my hands tied together as we headed back to the car. He opened the door for me and told me to get on my knees on the seat. So I did. Hands tied in front of me and me on my knees as he got into the driver seat."

"His limp cock was still hanging out of his pants and my blouse and bra were still hanging open. He got me in position kneeling on the seat with my head in his lap as he started the car. Okay sexy, he said, now you can get me all nice and hard again as we head home."

"So with my head in his lap I Licked and sucked on his cock as we drove home. My ass was up in the air and my fingers worked on my clit since my tied hands were under me. By the time we got home I was ready to cum again and his cock was nice and hard again ready to do battle. He lifted the flap and buttoned the two corners so his cock was not hanging out as he pulled into the car port. I was still on my knees and shoulders with my ass up in the air."

"It was fairly dark in the car port and I was glad because I could hear the neighbors in their yard. They were probably having a bar-b-q and a few drinks and I was in no particular state of dress to be popping out of the car like this. Good ol' hubby gets out of the car and comes around to my side and opens the door nice and quiet like. He grabs my ankles and slides me off the seat to a standing position along side the car and brushes my skirt down."

"Then as he starts to close the door he takes the rope that is hanging from my wrists and drops it over the door into the car. Then he quietly closes the door pressing against it to make sure it is latched. I whispered to him that I was stuck in the door nodding toward the rope holding me captive. Okay he whispered back to me. I thought he was going to release me from the door but noooooo he had other ideas. He released me from my skirt instead. He flipped open the catch and dropped the zipper and let the damn thing drop to the ground."

"You almost choke on your coffee while you're listening in, about the same reaction I just got from you when you heard it from me. Anyhow the first lady laughs at her friends distress too. Taint funny McGee the second one said. That wasn't bad enough, he bends over and tells me to step out of it. Reluctantly I step out of the skirt looking toward the neighbors as I did. All is well so far. Then the S.O.B. takes my skirt and goes into the house. Oh no, the first woman said."

"Oh no is right the first continues, next thing I know the lights are on in the car port. And then the back door light. He lit up the place like it was broad day light. Then he comes back out and heads toward me. He looks over toward the neighbor and says, Hi Jim. Of course Jim answers him so I know he is looking over here now. Me tied to the car naked from the waist down and my blouse hanging open. I am holding very still hoping perhaps since nothing was said he didn't notice me or was being nice enough not to embarrass the hell out of me.

"Now my loving husband points out what a wonderful wife I am by surprising him by showing up at the ship in my short mini skirt with nothing on underneath it. Now I feel his hand rubbing my naked ass as he is demonstrating my ass to the neighbor. Not only that, he continued, she even shaved her pussy, look at this he exclaimed as he twisted my body to turn around facing the neighbor. Of course he got a good look at the fact there was no hair on my love nest but also that my tits were bare as well."

"Then came the utmost embarrassment of all. Spread your legs honey, Jim wants a better look. He said. I could have killed him on the spot if my hands weren't tied. You were still tied to the car, the first asked, resulting in a nod from the second and a fit of giggles from the first. Then what the first asked? Well what do you think, I had to spread my legs for Jim to get a better look. And a better look he got, since he had come over and was in the car port with us."

"Finally he let me off the hook after getting a good look and remarking about how good my pussy looked. Jim said he was sure that we had other things to do that stand around chatting with the neighbors. I thought damn right we do. Make sure you got your ear plugs in, I don't want you to hear the shots when I kill him. Hubby finally opens the door and grabs the pink rope and leads me into the house. I am sure that everyone over at the neighbors was getting a good eye full and that I would be the topic of the evening."

"What the hell was that all about I demanded when we got in the house. He shrugged his shoulders. You know you really wanted to show off. I've seen you in those skimpy bathing suits. Just enough to be politely covered but sexy enough to tease the whole neighborhood. Well now you gave Jim a good look."

"I had to admit to myself that I had considered flashing the neighbor more than once but that my husband would have had a fit. So why was I so upset when he did it for me. I didn't have time to consider it any further as I was being pulled by my rope toward the bedroom. Up to the side of our king sized bed where I was told to spread my legs again. So spread them I did and he started cutting up the rope into more convenient sizes. Yeah I am thinking he is going to tie me spread eagle to the bed and we are going to get it on again."

"Nope, surprised once more. He tied my ankles to the head and foot of the bed while I am still standing on the side. Then he goes to the other side of the bed and takes the rope still attached to my hands and pulls, bending me over at the waist and tying it off to the middle foot of the bed frame. Bent over again bare ass in the air, he reached over my body now and started pinching my nipples again. My breathing beginning to react again to the sexual stimulation when he lets go and stands up."

"Whack, my ass catches fire as I look back to see him holding one of my slippers. The kind with the hard leather sole of course. Whack, whack, whack, the fire increasing to an inferno. What the hell, I holler at him. Whack, whack, whack, dancing in my bonds now. That's for misbehaving, no one told you that you could play with your pussy in the car."

"So that's it I thought. If I wasn't supposed to play with my pussy why did he leave my hands so close to it. Whack, whack, whack, the slipper cracked down on my upturned ass. Finally I cried out that I was sorry. Sorry for what he asked. Sorry for playing with myself, I sobbed. Wrong answer, Whack, whack, whack. What is the right answer I asked through my tears. Sorry for not asking Master's permission. He replied, before smacking my ass again."

"I'm sorry for not asking Master's permission." I sobbed. ‘SIR' he snapped. ‘SIR' I responded. Whack! ‘Sir what?' he spat back at me. My ass was burning and I didn't know what he wanted or how to respond so I just sobbed unable to do anything else. Finally he said what he wanted to hear. ‘I'm sorry for not asking permission, SIR' Okay I finally got it. After repeating it back to him he dropped the slipper."

"Then he stuck his hard cock in my ass again and pounded me silly, until he finally came. This was not what I had planned for the return of my husband from sea that's for sure. He finally softened up a bit and untied me. After rubbing some cold cream into my burning ass he laid me on the bed and made love to me. Finally he told me that he was sorry for coming on so strong, it was the way he was interpreting the signals that apparently I was feeding to him. He held me then and we finally fell into an exhausted sleep."

"What happened after that, the first woman wanted to know pushing for more details. Well I was the first one up in the morning so I decided to make him some breakfast. I slipped into my nightgown and went down to the kitchen and put the coffee pot on. I was making some bacon and eggs when I felt his hands on me. I turned to give him a kiss and things seemed normal as we parted and he smiled at me. He turned me to face him and said. Sooo who said that you could wear panties? His crooked smile being more the norm. Before I could answer his hands were under my nighty pulling down my panties. Once they hit the floor I stepped out of them."

"Much better he commented as he began fingering my pussy. The bacon was getting very well done as I tried to turn it over in the pan moving it to a cooler part and turning down the flame. Do you want breakfast or should I just turn everything off? I asked looking at him. Yeah, breakfast and coffee and then the dessert. He replied. Dessert? I responded to which he patted my pussy before removing his hand."

"Over breakfast he laid out the ‘New Rules.' No panties without permission, no pants or shorts, just dresses or skirts, of course the skirt or dress could be no longer than 4" above the knee. My pussy was his pussy and his alone. I was not allowed to pleasure myself in any way without permission and that I was to keep my pussy shaved at all times. When I didn't complain or question any of the rules he was laying down he continued. And seeing that it is ‘MY' pussy and ‘MY' ass, if I want to show them off to anyone at any time you're not to complain or try to interfere in any way. I was blushing and could feel the heat rising in my body when he asked if I understood."

"Well, I understood alright, I had thought about playing this slave/master thing before and it always made me hot and horny. I have to admit whenever I considered it that my pussy got very wet. Now here I was being presented with those fantasies and all I had to do is tell him that I understood and leave it at that for it to continue."

"And what did you tell him, the first woman prodded. Oh I told him that we could give it a try and he broke out in a great big smile like he just received the Christmas present that he had been hoping for all year. He apologized for spanking me so hard last night and then we discussed limits and definite no-no's. Surprisingly enough I wasn't finding things to say no to. More like I would be open to trying new things but nothing to crazy."

"It was agreed to use a code word or action to stop what we were doing or where we were heading if I didn't want to cross a line. These were chosen so as not to be obvious if we were with someone else. He asked if I would be willing to do a little exhibition at times. When I asked for examples he said, things like when we were in a grocery store and a stock clerk was stocking the bottom shelves if I would be willing to reach for an item on the top shelf next to him. Of course assuming that I would be in a short skirt without any panties."

"The thought of flashing some kid in a grocery store, making his day brought the juices flowing to my pussy. More of the things that he was suggesting made more and more horny and before you knew it we were making love on the kitchen floor."

"After we finished, he winked and said, should we invite Jim and his wife over for coffee?"

"While the thought was interesting I needed to get a bath first and told him so. He nodded and gestured toward the other room. He followed me into the bathroom and I slipped out of my nightgown while he filled the tub with bubble bath and warm water. It felt refreshing to climb into the waiting tub and more refreshing to have him wash me from head to toe, including shampooing my hair. I ran my hand across my pussy and felt the smooth skin, I thought to myself that I probably should have shaved it before."

"After the bath he picked out the clothes that I was allowed to wear she said gesturing at the outfit that she had on and told me to go and meet with you. I guess somewhere along the line I told him that I was supposed to meet you today. He told me to stop in the exchange and see what they had that was short and sexy. He wants to have the final say though so I guess at some point we will be shopping for my new outfits."

"While she was meeting with her friend her husband was busy making some purchases of his own. Pink padded Handcuffs, wrist and leg cuffs and some soft pink rope. He pictured his wife with her hands spread to the corners of the headboard while her ankles were cuffed and pulled to the head board as well. He could envision her pussy and ass both spread open and available to eat or fuck. The vibrating butt plug would be his surprise after he used the blindfold to turn out the lights for her. This was going to be one hell of a homecoming he thought as he placed the new toys in the trunk of the car."

"Well he said, there is your story, you can use any or all of it or embellish it as you wish. Of course you will have to lead him to hearing the story if necessary. The thing is that you will be putting ideas in his head with each element that you use. Then to top it off tell him that after the women left you were so horny that you had to rush home to pleasure yourself, perhaps that you couldn't believe how wet your pussy was, or that you started to leak in the cafeteria but didn't want to miss anything."

"There are many things you can do with it. This story hints about bondage, spanking, ass fucking, exhibition and control. Remember that anything that you say will go straight to his memory bank and his cock. He will want to try them all so be ready to accept the results if you use them."

Just then the cab pulled up in front of my trailer. "Want to go in, or do you have enough to work with?" I asked.

"No I want to go in," she said. So I got out and opened her door for her like a gentleman and led her to the trailer. Unlocking and opening the door we went inside. She headed for the couch and sat down. She looked at me so I joined her on the couch. "This ass fucking thing," she said hesitantly looking away, "I understand it hurts, a lot."

I reached over and took her chin bringing her face around so I could look her in the eyes. "Well yes it can, you need to prepare yourself for it. First and foremost you need to empty the playground. Either make sure that you have a good bowel movement or take an enema to empty your bowels. That part will relive the packing of your ass. Then there is the stretching part. You can use a butt plug to stretch you open, start with a small one and work up. Of course that isn't something that you can do to far in advance because your ass will naturally close up again. And of course there is lubrication. Lubrication will ease the entry and penetration and of course a considerate lover will go slow allowing you to adjust to the intrusion. If you are not able to pre stretch using butt plugs you can use your fingers or he can use his fingers to open you up."

"Remember to empty the playground is the most important step though. He can use his fingers if your tied to the tree like the story, then spit or pussy juice is a good lubricant. If you doing this at home, KY jelly or Vaseline work well. It you want to let him into your ass, discuss it with him and do it at home where you have the means to stretch and lubricate. Being prepared doesn't mean that he can't have you tied to the bed if that is the way you want it. Have a safe word, work that into the story so that you can stop him if he is doing something that you don't want him to be doing. Don't be afraid to talk it all over ahead of time. It can be spontaneous or planned. You can tell him that you overheard a conversation in the cafeteria and that it made you, well excited. And suggest that perhaps you could try some of the things."

"When he asks, like what? Which he is almost guaranteed to do you could start by saying like shaving my pussy, you know, like a little girl look, would you like to see me hairless down there? Now the ball is in his court. You know what he feels before you make a commitment. My guess is that the lump in his pants will be your answer. Of course now that you shaved you would have to let it grow out again before you can do this. Or ask him before he rushes you off to bed to knock off his need upon arriving home, Tell him that you thought he would like it so you tried it to see how it felt."

"You know that you are making me horny as hell." She admitted to me.

"Well, that was the plan." I smiled at her.

"I can't get the picture of being tied to the bed with my legs pulled up like you said the husband was planning." She said, turning toward me. I began rubbing my hand on her leg and up under her skirt, near to but not actually touching her pussy. "That can be easily arranged. And do you picture your ass getting fucked in that image?" I asked.

"Well, yeah, kinda, I am still a bit nervous about that." She admitted.

"Okay, then here's what we can do. We can clean you out and prepare you for some ass fucking and you can use a safe word if you find that it is really not what you want. If you want you hubby to fuck you ass while he has you tied up and he doesn't seem to be heading that way you can always say ‘you're not going to fuck me in the ass are you?' That way you will implant the idea in his head and if he was worried about it he will probably say. Yeah, I am or something similar to that to see what your reaction will be. Just bite on you lower lip and ask ‘will you go slow and easy? I heard that it hurts a lot.' "

"Now guess what, you just gave him permission to fuck you there and in the same breath told him to be easy. Letting him think that it was all his idea in the first place." I told her.

She looked at me and said. "You're not going to fuck me in the ass are you?"

I smiled, "Damn right, and I am going to be easy and make sure that it isn't too uncomfortable for you.

She bit her lip and it was really impressive how she looked like she was really worried about it. It was hard to tell if she was actually worried about it or just practicing. "Come on." I said grabbing her hand and leading her toward the back of the trailer where the bedroom and bathroom were. Into the bathroom I slowly undressed her while kissing her and rubbing her body. Once I had her totally naked I introduced her to an enema with warm water and made sure that her bowels were emptied out.

Once finished with that I took her into the bedroom and laid her on the bed where I placed cuffs on her wrists and pulled her hands to the corners of the bed. I rubbed her naked body attempting to ease the concerns and to gain her trust. Now that her hands were immobilized for real she was vulnerable to whatever I had in store for her. "Trust me, use your safe word if things get too intense for you." I smiled at her as I kissed her forehead as I massaged her tit lightly. She nodded her agreement with a worried look in her eyes.

I could see her looking down at me as I buckled the cuffs around her ankles, and attached the ropes to the cuffs that I would use to pull her legs up. While maintaining eye contact I gently lifted her leg up and out toward the corner of the bed to be tied to her wrist cuff. This way she could feel the movement off her hands and legs together for whatever room the bounds would allow. Then the other leg the same , her body now folded up and open. She looked at her hands and the connections to her legs and tried to look down her body to see what she looked like in that position.

I accommodated her curiosity by placing a mirror at the foot of the bed so she could see herself in her current condition. Then I took a picture of her predicament that she would be able to review later if she wanted. He legs were spread exposing both her naked pussy and of course her ass hole. I picked up the vibrating but plug and waived it in front of her. Her eyes got big as she realized what I held in my hand.

After coating the plug with a liberal amount of Vaseline I pressed the tip to her sphincter and applied pressure forcing her ass to open to accommodate the intrusion. Her eyes showed her concern and discomfort as the wider part of the plug passed into her bowel allowing her sphincter to close around the narrow portion. She grunted the acceptance of the invasion and was breathing a bit harder having had her ass invaded by the plug.

Allowing her to see the reflection in the mirror again before I put it aside and applied a blindfold to her eyes. Reminding her that she had nothing to fear and to trust that I would not exceed her limits. She gulped as the lights went out but did not voice any concerns. I went to the kitchen and I am sure she was listening for what I was doing since she could not see me.

When I returned, I got up on the bed and slid my hands down the back of her spread legs toward her pussy. I could smell her arousal as I leaned in and began to suck on her right nipple. I had put an ice cube in my mouth and could feel her body tense at the ice cold feeling on her exposed nipple. "Oooohhh that is cold, I wasn't expecting that." She said. I moved to the other nipple and treated it to the same cold feeling as I used my tongue to rub the cube over the hardened nubbin.

Moving back I inserted a new ice cube in my mouth and leaned in between her legs touching her clit with my tongue and then slipping it in between the folds to the hot and wet interior. Then I used my tongue to push the ice cube into her pussy making her jump and bounce around on the bed as I sucked on her clitoris. She made different sounds grunting and panting and telling me that it was too cold, and what the hell was I trying to do, freeze her insides. I stuck my finger in her pussy and retrieved the offending piece of Ice.

Using the remaining ice I rubbed it on her tits and had her squirming and pulling on the ropes. Of course there was nothing she could do but to beg for me to stop. Since she didn't use the safe word or anywhere near it. I played with the ice a little more before going to just my tongue and mouth alternating between her tits and her pussy. Having allowed her sensitive areas to warm up again she was receiving more pleasure that shock as I flicked my tongue across her clitoris.

I guess it was a good thing she was tied down, because when I flipped the switch on the but plug she was first surprised and then intensely stimulated pumping her ass up in the air trying to get more contact on her clit which I had eased up on an bouncing up and down on the bed. My hands rubbed her naked body as she approached her climax. She was begging me to suck her pussy again. Or to rub her clit or something, claiming that she was sooooo close. Of course I knew she was close and deliberately was withholding the contact that she wanted so dearly at that point.

‘Click' the butt plug went still and her unsatisfied body fell back to the bed. She was sweating now as she said, "Your mean."

"What me mean?" I asked playfully slapping her upturned ass. "Not yet, I'm not." Laughing.

"What?" She started to ask about the time she felt the butt plug slipping back out. Of course the wider part needed to stretch the sphincter a bit to come out but it had stretched a bit while the butt plug had been inserted so was not as uncomfortable coming back out as it had been on the way in. Moving up I placed my cock at the opening and slipped inside before the entry had a chance to start closing up again.

"Oooofff" was her comment as my cock had entered, and after giving her time to adjust to the new intrusion I began so work my way deeper into her ass. Not knowing if she was actually an ass virgin, I took my time working deeper and deeper until I was finally fully inserted. Using my hands to pinch her nipples and massage her tits until I was able to stroke my cock into her ass.

By the time I was able to take a full stroke she had loosened up enough for any discomfort to become pleasure and she responded pressing up against me as I drove my cock into her bowels. "Am I mean?" I asked her as I pounded her harder and harder.

"No." she replied, "You are just what a lonely girl needs to fill her loneliness. I could feel her ass tighten up as her climax approached and when she cried out that she was coming I too came. Pumping my hot seed into her ass as we both reached a point of release of our pent up sexual needs.

We caught our breaths before she asked me if I was going to untie her. I pulled off the blindfold and looked her in the eye. "What and give you the chance to defend yourself?" I asked kiddingly.

She surprised me when she said, "Well just the legs then, their starting to cramp."

"Oh, so you want to close your legs and lock me out?" I teased.

"No, not that, you can tie them to the foot of the bed, I just need to let them down." She replied.

I untied her legs and let them drop to the bed where it would relieve the strain of her ham strings and she thanked me. I didn't tie them to the foot of the bed but just let her move them around as she saw fit. Of course that vulnerable young lady would soon be wishing she had me release her hands as the glimmer of a smile crossed my lips and I slid my hands up her sides until my fingers reached her under arms.

The first few tentative tickles soon had her squirming and begging me to stop as she broke out it fits of laughter. I took advantage of her bondage for a short time before I relented and allowed her to catch her breath again. Grabbing the rope on the ankle cuff of one leg I pulled it to the bottom corner of the bed and fastened it. Then of course the second leg was fastened to the far corner of the bed. "My, my, that pussy looks almost good enough to eat." I said with a smile. "But first!"

Reaching into the drawer on the dresser I withdrew a feather, long and pointy, Perhaps a sea gull feather or a similar type of bird that donated its plumage to the art of tormenting poor restrained sexy women. First to the bare sole of her feet causing uproarious laughter and pleadings for me to stop before moving up the inside of her legs toward her pussy and back to the opposite ankle.

After a short but unwelcome tickling of her senses the tip of the feather came to play directly upon the swollen lips of her pussy, tickling and eliciting laughter and also raising the desire in her pussy for something a bit more solid and fulfilling. Casting the feather to the side the torment stopped and the tongue lashing began in earnest. Slurping and exciting as it attacked her engorged clitoris and plunged between the sensitive vulva to delve into her now flowing pussy.

She was thrashing a bit on the bed trying to replace that feather torture with lust that was being imparted by my busy tongue. Her libido approaching another climax when the tongue lashing came to an unwanted end. "Please don't stop." She pleaded. But stop I did, only to move between her legs and replace my tongue with my cock which had remarkably come back to life. Hard and willing to please, I pushed into her willing wetness and rode with her to another mutual climax. Upon the completion of which I fell heavily onto her restrained form.

After a bit of heavy breathing I was able to relieve her of my weight and staggering to my feet I released her from the restraints. She flexed her now free limbs while I went to the started the water running to allow it to get hot. It was tight but we both squeezed into the shower and rid our bodies of the sweat that we had generated. Showering with naked woman and rubbing soapy hands over a willing body is always a wonderful feeling it seems.

Having spent the better part of two hours we decided to call it a day. "I will need a little help honing the story." She told me.

I told her "Anytime. Just give me a call." She was fun to be with even if it was just talking about things.

After we dried off and she slipped back into her skirt and blouse I drove her back to her house. Reaching under the skirt I stuck my fingers into her pussy only to find that she was very wet once again. "Soon!" she commented as we finally had to go our separate ways. "Soon!"

I would love to have given her a kiss but there were always neighbors to be aware of. She popped out of the taxi and went to her house. Once inside the house out of the vision of the neighbors she gave me a wave. I had to smile to myself and remember. ‘Soon,'

Well readers, I hope you have enjoyed this scenario. While the initial part of the story is true, it becomes fiction after she bent over and fumbled in her purse. What actually happened at that point is that she fumbled around until she saw that I was not going to take advantage of the situation and pulled the rolled coins from her purse and paid the cab fare. If perhaps the woman this story is written about happens to read it I would love to hear from you. Being in the Navy and working for the yellow cab company I had two bosses that I am sure would not have been at all happy had you called anything that could have happened less than consensual sex. Beyond that you were married and I was not and had something occurred and you husband became aware he may have been less than pleased. Being a brother in arms so to speak we both deployed for various periods of time. I would be remiss if I said that I could live with creating a riff in someone's marriage.

I have passed a lot of years since this basis of this story happened. It would have been in the early to mid sixties, making both myself and the woman in question in the 60 to early 70's age region. I do condone couples, married or just together to experiment with their sex life, but above all be open and willing to discuss what you would like to try, are definitely against or definitely for. Being open and above board with your fantasies can be a great boost to a relationship that is slipping. Above all trust is a high priority in a happy relationship.

Things like anal intercourse can be painful and a traumatic experience. Although mentioned here like I had all the answers, I sure don't. Don't be afraid to discuss this with others that have tried and condone it, and/or your doctor for appropriate information.

Bondage can be a scary and in fact harmful experience. Be safe and be careful, never attempt self-bondage. Again and very important, trust, trust, trust. Don't forget a safe word should a situation develop that was not anticipated or that is not comfortable.

Be sexy, have lots of fulfilling climaxes and of course enjoy life. Feedback is always welcome.

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