Message-ID: <1368eli$9706091611@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/1368> Path: qz!not-for-mail Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: linemstr@aol.com (LineMstr) Subject: ruthie's story, Part IV (4/12) (M/f, bdsm) Ruthie's Story, Part IV As we made our way along 54th street back toward 6th Avenue, I asked, "How about a ride in the park? I've never been on one of those horse-drawn carriages in Central Park. I wonder how they compare with the ones in New Orleans?" She looked a bit nervous, and I simply turned up 6th Avenue towards Central Park South. We strolled along, with her holding her coat closed with her hands...but still unbuttoned. Occasionally the cool wind would blow it up around her thighs, but she made no attempt to lower it after the first time, and the disapproving look I gave her. I picked out a carriage, made the deal with the driver to go far into the park....and we were off. The driver was busily pointing out the sights....the park was fairly dark, and I slid my hand into her coat and began toying with her pussy again. "He might see us!!" she said softly in my ear....noticeably breathing harder now. "So what....don't think for one minute that this isn't fairly commonplace to him." I leaned down and opened the coat to expose one breast and lowered my mouth to tease the nipple...suck it, flick it with my tongue, run my tongue around the aureole...the driver looked around as he was talking, and turned quickly back to the front, never breaking stride in his conversation, and making no notice of what he obviously saw...I don't think ruthie noted him at all...by now her head was back against the seat, and her eyes closed. She was moaning softly in my ear, and making other unintelligible sounds. The driver droned on...... We made it past The Tavern on the Green on the west side, continued up north a bit, and then swung slowly back toward the east side of the park, over toward the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and back down toward the zoo...the driver was certainly giving me my money's worth. By the time we reached the zoo, ruthie's coat was all the way open, and she was sitting totally naked across the back seat, both breasts being feverishly attacked by my lips and tongue. With my right hand, I held her wrists tightly behind her against the back of the seat. Her legs were wide open, with her right leg across my lap, and my right hand was working her slit, pussy, and clit with total abandon. She was louder now, and the driver would look back a bit more often than before....ruthie was in her own oblivion, and couldn't have cared less...if she even noticed. We passed a few other carriages and were obviously seen, but no one was rude enough to make any note of us, although I did see several people turn around as we passed and continue to stare in our direction, as if they couldn't believe what they had just seen. Just as she was about to cum, I stopped completely. This raised a whimper in her, but I put my finger to my lips as a warning to hush, and she said nothing else. We arrived shortly back at Central Park South, her coat again closed around her, but not buttoned. "Are you ready to go back to the hotel yet?" I asked her, toying a bit. "Oh, yes. More than ready," she replied, head bowed, barely audible. I took her hand and we proceeded down 6th Avenue toward 54th street and the Hilton. We entered the lobby and went back past the bar where we had just met, and turned left to the elevators. Ruthie was staring about a bit nervously, as if everyone knew instinctively that she was totally naked under the coat which she continued to hold tightly around her with her one free hand. It would occasionally open below her hand as she walked, but never so that her pussy was exposed....she just couldn't tell for sure from her vantage point. She walked VERY carefully..... Our elevator came and we proceeded up to the 15th floor....no one was in the elevator, and surprisingly, the elevator did not stop before it reached our floor. No one was waiting to get on as we exited the elevator. As we started down the hallway to my room, I stopped just past the elevator. "Now it's time to take off your coat and put these on," I said, sternly, as I held out a pair of handcuffs. Ruthie looked around nervously. She had no idea how far down the hallway we had to go to get to the room. Although there was no one around right then, she knew full well that someone could get off the elevator and see her scurrying down the hallway totally nude from behind, or someone could come out of a room between there and my room at any time. "Yes, sir," she replied, VERY nervously. She opened her coat to reveal her large breasts and pussy framed by her thigh-high hose. She turned around, facing the elevator to offer my her wrists which she held behind her. Now she was totally exposed from the front to anyone who might get off the elevator before I could get the cuffs on. I cuffed her wrists, put her coat on one arm, and told her to follow me about ten paces behind to the room. She was a beautiful sight!! Completely naked, hands cuffed behind her so she could cover none of her charms...walking brazenly down a hotel hallway! As we reached my room, and as the card key was going in the lock, we heard the "ding" of the elevator and voices behind us..... The card key did not unlock the door on the first try -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /