Interior Decoration {ewtsl} (MF, exh, voy, solo, MMMMFFFF, oral, mast) by Ewtsl Copyright 2004: All Rights Reserved Disclaimer If you are not of age to read or possess sexually oriented material or it is against the law in your country, state, province, city, etc. please do not read any further. This story depicts consensual sexual activities between adults. All characters, events, etc. are purely fictional and any relationship to people, events, places, etc. in the past, present or future is purely coincidental. If this type of work offends you, please stop reading now. "Interior Decoration" by Ewtsl They met for their usual Wednesday lunch, but today he was definitely acting unusual. They were always very open with each other so finally she simply asked. "Is everything okay? You seem uptight about something." He looked at her a little sheepishly. "Is it that obvious? Sorry. It's just that there is something I want to ask you about, something I think I want you to do, but I guess I can't figure out how to bring it up." "So tell me, the worst I can do is say 'No', right?" "You're right, of course. It's just that it is a bit out of the ordinary. It involves some of your fantasies, but there are also some elements that you might not like. Now that the cat is sort of out of the bag, I guess I can tell you in one of two ways. The first is I just tell you and then you can decide. The second, of course, is for you to trust me and agree to be do whatever I ask without knowing beforehand." His words hung in the air for a minute. It was true that she harbored submissive-type fantasies and that by simply agreeing to go along with his wishes, she would be moving down that path from the beginning (Was that all part of his plan? He always seemed so considerate of her feelings about the things they tried, but then again, somehow she felt she was going to end up right where he wanted her to.) She did have to admit, though, that even without knowing what it was he had in mind, the thought of submitting to it was already making her wet. She knew that he respected her limits but also was willing to push the boundaries she had established within those limits. But why was he being so mysterious? In the end, her sexual and her submissive sides won the day and agreed to his plan whatever it was. As soon as she said yes to him, the moist feeling between her legs increased even more. He told her the event (as he began referring to it) was to take place the following Saturday at 9:00pm. He gave her an address (not his place) and told her to be there at 8:30pm to give them time to prepare. "What should I wear?" "Whatever you want. We'll have something else for you to change into." We? Her mind raced. Who was 'we' and now she became worried about what had been picked out for her to wear in front of this 'we'. She liked dressing up in outfits just for him and of course being naked, but 'we' made that a whole different ballgame. She began to have second thoughts about the whole thing, but knew that at any point, as she went through the event, she could use their safe word and it would end. Knowing this, and filled with erotic curiousity, she decided to keep her appointment. She was a bundle of nerves as she pulled up to the apartment complex that was apparently the address she had been given. The number #1145 must be a unit, so she drove around through the buildings until she found it. It was one of those townhouse type complexes, with the garages on the bottom floor. She parked, got out, and went up the stairs to #1145 with unsteady legs. She knocked on the door and was relieved to see that he answered the door. He smiled reassuringly at her and she smiled back, relaxing a bit. "Now don't worry," he said. "This will test your limits, but I don't think it is anything you can't or won't want to handle. I'll be listening for the safe word just in case." She nodded quickly, as much as for her as for him. "Now, the first thing I need you to do is put on this blindfold." She tensed at this, anxiety washing over her. Her hands shaking, she put the put the blindfold over her eyes. With her fingers she could tell that it was also functioned as a mask, with decorative trim and edges that went a bit further over her forehead than was really necessary for just a blindfold. "That will keep you anonymous. No one will be able to recognize you with that on. Which you will appreciate because now I need you to take off all of your clothes." Her anxiety increased, but as she undressed, so did the sexual tension. Soon, she was pulling off her thong panties and stood there completely naked, unable to see a thing. She felt him come closer and begin to rub his hands over her body, her back, and down to cup her ass. One hand moved around to the front and darted in between her legs. He probed her wetness. "That's not just from my hands. I thought you would enjoy this little game." He moved his slick finger up her stomach and in circles around her breast until he reached her erect nipple. He rubbed her juice around it, then withdrew the finger, only to replace it with his warm mouth. He sucked on it for a minute, then sucked the other nipple for a moment as well. Abruptly, he stopped. "Well, as much as I am enjoying that, we really need to get going." The anxiety returned as he grabbed her hand and began leading her through the apartment. They didn't go back through the front door (she thought) but started to go down some different stairs. They must be going down into the garage for the apartment. Garage? Were they going to drive somewhere? And what about her clothes. She was naked! She felt close to panic as he opened the door of a vehicle (not his, some kind of large SUV) and helped her up into it. He helped her up into the front passenger seat of the SUV. The seat back had been set into a reclining position. As she settled into the seat, she felt something on her ankle. A rope, and then it was pulled tight and then taut towards the center of the vehicle. Then another rope around the other ankle, this time pulled tight and towards the door. She realized how unladylike this position was. Her legs were now set far apart and anyone who looked into the SUV would be able to see not only her naked body, but her shaved pussy, spread wide open. She thought at least that she had her hands to cover herself with, but that hope soon vanished as he took her wrists and tied them together and then back over her head. She wondered what she must look like, her body splayed out on the seat, unable to move. In spite of (or because of) her predicament, her nipples were erect and her pussy got wetter by the minute. She felt his hands moving over her body now, caressing her, but also moving at will, as if to reinforce the notion that she could be touched anywhere and not do anything about it. His hands moved to her breasts, cupping them, using his thumbs to rub her nipples, then pinching them. His fingertips moved down her stomach and then to her legs. He stroked her thighs up and down, teasing her, getting closer each time to her lips, then backing off and starting over. She kept inching forward in the seat, trying to get his fingers to touch her cunt, it needed contact so badly now. But instead, his hands left her for a moment. Then she felt something smooth, cold, and metallic against the skin of her inner thigh. It moved up slowly and then finally it began to circle around the edges of her pussy. He brushed it up and down the outside of her labia, then right up through the slit. She gasped at the feel of it, cool, against her heat. He moved it around the entrance a few times and then pushed it up into her. Now she realized what it was, a 'silver bullet', one of those small, remote controlled vibrators. She could feel the thin cord snaking out of her pussy, and across her leg towards the driver's seat. She wiggled in her seat, trying desparately to make herself cum using only the unmoving device inside of her. The door shut solidly, and then the back door opened. She felt him just above her face, and then he kissed her, deeply, pushing his tongue into her willing mouth. She tried to pull him closer to her using only her mouth, but too soon he broke the kiss and shut the door. The driver's door opened and he got in and started the engine. The garage door opened and they pulled out. It was dark outside (thank goodness!) but they were still in the city and there were plenty of streelights and other illumination to light up her body as they drove. In her position, blindfolded and restrained, she was quite disoriented and after the first 2 or 3 turns she could no longer discern anything about even which direction they were going. At least we are up high enough that not everyone can see in, she thought. Still, she figured that everyone else with a similar vehicle or a van or truck, could at least see her naked breasts pointing up towards the ceiling. It seemed like they had gotten on a freeway. She began to relax a bit but suddenly, the vibrator inside of her came to life. Her hips resumed their undulation, trying to work the buzzing vibrator down to where it was right against her g-spot. Almost there, almost there. Then it stopped as soon as it began. God, she needed to cum so badly. Then she felt the warm night air against her skin as the windows on her side of the SUV were rolled down. She now felt much more exposed, especially when she deduced from the sounds that there was a large tractor trailer beside them. She had no doubts that the driver was able to get a excellent view of her nude form. She didn't think he would notice the ropes binding her hands and feet, but he would certainly notice how far apart her legs were spread, maybe even how wet her pussy was. Then the bullet started up again inside her. Her desire was so strong now, she didn't care who was watching her. Finally, she got the vibrator to the perfect spot. Oh, she was close, so close. She imagined the trucker trying to drive as he watched her hips bucking, her body writhing. With a yell, she came suddenly, as hard an orgasm as she had ever had. Waves of pleasure coursed through her body. The bullet stopped vibrating, the windows closed, and her body went limp. She was in a daze for the rest of the ride. Finally, the SUV pulled into a parking space (she supposed) and stopped. He turned the engine off and got out. Then she heard her door open. First, he removed the bullet from her pussy (and gave her clit a little kiss), then he untied her feet and hands. "You can stretch a bit, if you want." She was a bit stiff from being in that position for so long, especially considering the exertions she had been through. "Now out you go." He took her hand and helped her out of the vehicle. Her bare feet landed on smooth concrete. But where was she, and could anyone see her. She was still naked after all. They could be in a parking lot or a subdivision. But it seemed quiet. No cars, anyway. He led her by the hand down what seemed like a walkway (there were a few short steps here and there. They stopped and she heard keys jingling as he opened a door. Now her feet were on tile and the sound of their footsteps made it seem like they were in a large room of some kind. He led her down steps and to a carpeted area. "We are a little late, so we need to hurry." Late for what? Her mind raced. "Stop here. I need you to get on all fours." Luckily, the carpet was thick and soft. "Now I need you to put your hands a bit closer together. A bit more, there, that's perfect." She heard the sound of metal hitting metal, and then felt something around her wrists. It was cuffs of some sort, stiff, belt-like leather. She heard the click of the latch. She tested it a bit and sure enough, there was no give, in any direction. She heard the same sound again, and now felt the same type of cuffs being attached around her ankles. Except that the ones around her ankles had a bar between them that kept her legs about 18 inches apart. She could just imagine what she looked like in this arrangement. "Now this is the important part. I need you to be as still as possible. And keep your back straight." She flattened her back as best she could. He stepped away, and then came back. She felt the cool smoothness of a glass tabletop being lowered onto her back. She was a table. But a table for what? The answer revealed itself as she heard him call out. "Okay everyone, you can come in now." Her curiosity turned to shock as she heardvoices, male and female, maybe 10 in all, come into the room. She felt a few trays and then some drinks being placed on the table -- HER!! What had she gotten herself into? Even though her face was covered with a mask, she could feel her face flush. She tried to keep her back level so that the tabletop wouldn't tip over and cause anything to fall over. Because the mask blocked her vision as well, she couldn't see anything, but could feel the movement of air on her bare skin as legs walked by the table. "She's exquisite." a woman's voice said. "Delicious." a man's voice agreed. There were more statements in this vein, mostly coming from behind her. She flushed again as she imagined what they were looking at, her pussy spread wide because of the width of the leg restraint. The attention only made her wetter and she guessed they could see that too. "Poor thing, the weight of that glass is going tire her out." "Yeah, do you mind if we remove it?" "No, go ahead. Just don't spill anything." Then he leaned close to her ear to whisper to her "Just because I am letting them remove the glass off of your back does not mean you can move. You must remain in that position until I tell you otherwise." She nodded, grateful as the weight was lifted off of her back. But now what? "I see she obeys very well. Does she have any other tricks?" "She certainly does, perhaps we will show you some." "It seems to me that all this attention is turning her on. Come see." She felt the movement of air again as most of the group (she supposed, anyway) moved around to her feet. She felt someone kneel close to her, a knee in denim brushing her calf. "Look, you can see how wet she is." "Let me see," he said, the location of his voice descending as he too kneeled. "Oh yes, she is indeed very wet from all of this." She felt his fingers on her lips, pulling them apart. "You can see what a delightful cunt she has. She always stays so nice and wet for me. And her pussy is so nice and tight. See for yourself" Beneath her blindfold, her eyebrows shot up as she heard the words. She tensed as she waited for someone to take advantage of that offer. She was surprised though, that the first touch she felt was a gentle fingertip tracing down her spine, slowly moving in a meandering path to her ass, then the other fingers on that hand joined in to caress her buttock, moving in circles, and getting ever closer to her lips. The fingers felt smallish and soft and she realized that it was the hand of one of the women. She had no time to contemplate this however, for now the skillful fingers were moving up and down and in between her folds, dipping into her, then lubricated by the wetness from inside, moving down to rub her clitoris. As much as she was trying to stay still, the touch of this woman's hand was making her tremble. Now two or three of her fingers were kneading and stroking her clit. "Mmmm, she is very nice and tight and wet. You should feel this." She wasn't sure who the comment was directed to, but soon felt a different hand on her, a man's hand. The skin was rougher and the fingers were much thicker. While the woman kept up her assault on clit, one, then two of the man's thick fingers slid into her pussy. She moaned as they filled her. He began to move them in and out, his fingertips hitting her just right. Almost too soon the combined feel of these two strangers' hands pushed her to the edge and over and she shook as she came. The hands left her body. Her breathing slowed as the sensation of her orgasm subsided. "Well, she is delightful, and cums so nicely." "Yes indeed. I've never seen anyone who can cum as often as she can. One night she came 15 times." "Really? That is something unusual." "Yes it is. And quite a treat to experience. Hmm, that gives me an idea, though. Hold on a sec." His voice moved away, then she heard him rustling through a bag, then he returned. "Now, this is just a standard, lifelike dildo, no batteries or anything, right? Well, I'll show you how she responds." Before her mind could even process what was about to happen, she felt the tip of a large, smooth object rubbing up and down against the entrance to her pussy. She was so wet that it didn't take any time before it slid deeply into her. God, it felt good. Everyone was silent now, but she felt them move around to her sides, so they could get a better view of the large plastic cock sinking deep into her cunt. The only sound in the room was the moist sound being made by the in and out motion. He fucked her expertly with the dildo, making sure the head of it was rubbing against her spot with every thrust. It didn't take more than a minute or two before she felt the second orgasm coming. She moaned as she shuddered with pleasure. He continued his movements, changing the pace and angle from time to time, but always making sure her spot received plenty of attention. She came again in short order, and for a fourth time just minutes later. He continued until she had cum five (or maybe six) times, then slowly withdrew the imitation dick out of her. "There you are, everyone. Six orgasms in about ten minutes and she's still wet and ready to go." One male voice said "I gladly volunteer to continue the experiment." "Sorry, but not tonight. She is very obedient, but partly because she knows I respect her limits and that is one of hers." "Oooooh, someone needs to do something." a female voice said. "I am so damn horny after seeing that little show. Can't you tell her to do something else for us?" "Hmmmmmm," he considered, "let's do this. Everyone, pull up a seat, find a chair, whatever, and gather round. You should all feel free to touch yourself or a willing neighbor however you wish. I will let the floor show continue with a demonstration of her fantastic cock-sucking abilities." She could hear the furniture being shifted and people arranging themselves. She also heard the sounds of zippers being pulled and clothes being pushed down as at least some of the attendees decided to take matters into their own hands. "Let me see your hands." he directed her. She lifted up her hands and felt his, guiding her forward, still kneeling. He placed her hands on his knees, his pants no longer covering them. "Suck me. Fuck me with your mouth. Show them what a good cocksucker you are." Not being able to see because of the blindfold, she decided that the best way to find his cock was to kiss her way up his thigh. She reached his ball first, and sucked them one at a time into her mouth. His hard member was sticking straight up, so she licked up the shaft until she reached the tip. She swirled her tongue around the head a few times before engulfing it with her warm mouth. Her ears picked up the sounds of hands on cocks and fingers in pussies, the sound of moist movements and soft murmurs of pleasure as the other guests worked to get themselves off while they watched. Since she was the main attraction, she tried to make her blow job as theatrical and erotic to watch as she could. She let his cock slip out of her mouth often so she could make a big show of her tounge licking it like a big lollipop. Then she would slide it back into her mouth as deeply as she could, then move her head back and forth so that the entire length of his penis would disappear and then reappear with each back and forth motion of her head. "Oh, baby, you are so damn good at that." His praise made her bob her head up and down on his slick cock even faster. She could sense him getting closer to orgasm, feel his hips tightening. His hand reached onto her face to gently pull her off, and she could hear his other hand pumping his shaft. Her face was still just inches away from the tip. He let out a groan of pleasure and at that moment she felt the first hot jets of sperm hit her cheek. The next burst of cum from his cock landed squarely on her lips and combined with the rest of his semen, began to drip down her chin. His hand pulled her back to his cock so she could clean the rest off the head. Normally she would swallow, she loved the way he tasted, but she also knew that he was aware of her fantasy to have him cum on her face and body. Plus she knew it looked more entertaining to their audience. Their audience. She had forgotten about them. As if to remind her of their presence, she heard one of the women cum loudly, and it sounded like some of the men were pumping furiously, very close to cumming. She heard one of them reach his climax and at the same time felt his hot sperm landing on the skin of her back. Others followed in quick succession, and drop after drop of hot cum landed on her back and her ass. There was enough that it began to drip down her crack and onto her pussy before falling to the floor. Some of it trickled slowly onto and then off of her waist just above her hips. She could hear the chairs being pulled away and things being replaced where they had bee. She heard the sound of a few pictures being taken. She assumed they were of her cum-covered face and body. "Alright babe, you can relax now." He undid the restraints around her ankles and around her wrists. Her body slumped to the floor and she felt his arms wrap around her.