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musician traveling around the country playing in major urban upscale hotels. You know, you're about the worse person to have at an orgy!" "We set up the spare room ready for you. Alice said that you'd need to stay for a while until she got back, but she didn't say how long. Secure padlock locking your zips together, chastity crotch to stop you having any fun, buttplug to stop you just in case you want to have some fun up there, nice secure gagging hood to stop you using your mouth for anything, and thick gloves to make your fingers not much use either." It was Steve, also naked. "She said that the orgy wasn't her thing, but she'd send you along and you would be quite a surprise. Well, you sure are a surprise!" He checked over my suit. "She sure is a kinky one." She felt around the back of my suit, fiddling with the zips, then said, "So where's the keys then?" The keys? I turned to a mirror in the hall so I could see my back, and I found that the hood zip was locked to the other zip on the suit with a padlock! I would love to explain to her how horny she was making me, but I still couldn't speak. She frowned, saying, "You the strong silent time then? You got something kinky going on inside that hood too? But the rubber down there was too thick - neither of us could feel anything. She said, "You hard in there? I can't feel anything." In fact, I was getting hard, since she was a sexy girl, but my cock was trapped pointing downwards with no room to expand.

The door was opened by a completely naked girl! She looked me up and down, and said, "Wow, great suit!" A man's voice in the distance shouted, "Hey, get back here, I'm still horny!" and she turned and left... for the party... oh fuck yea... whatever." And then the buzzer sounded and the door opened. In the harsh light of the corridor I felt silly in the rubber suit. I found the flat, and gave a muffled knock on the door with my rubber clad hand. No sooner had I pushed the button than I realised I wouldn't be able to speak! A voice came crackling through the intercom, panting. "Hi, you here for.


oh yea.. here for the... ooo yea, do that again. This made me suspicious, especially since a rubber suit shouldn't have any loose threads. Then she pulled me back up, hugged me, and said, "You have a good time at the party, and I'll be thinking about you while I'm gone. Alice said, "Hold on, I think you have a thread loose." She pushed me down so she could get to the back of my suit, to sort out whatever she had spotted.


In pushing me down, she'd put my head down close to the door speakers which were currently blasting out some loud music, and as a result I couldn't hear what she was doing, but I'm sure I heard a metallic rattling sound. But, once I thought about it, I realised that it was probably for the best - this way I could take the hood off and enjoy myself without her complaining. Eventually the car stopped outside the building where the party was.

I'll probably stay with her tonight and perhaps tomorrow night, so you'll have to get by on your own." I couldn't speak, but if she'd look in my eyes she would have seen that I was mad that she'd got me into this gear and then was going to leave me on my own in it. After a time, she said, "Oh, I forgot to say, my mother's not too well so I have to go drive over there tonight.


So I'm sorry, I won't be able to come to the party. You'll have to enjoy it by yourself. "You look very sexy, you'll be the hit of the party!
She rushed me out of the door and outside to the car. Fortunately it was dark, so none of our neighbours could see what I was wearing. It wasn't easy walking while restricted by the suit and with the plug in my arse, but I got into the car's passenger seat, she got in the driving seat, and we left. I tried to object, but I couldn't speak, only grunt. She closed the zip on the back of the hood, and pulled up the other zip to meet it.

Then she smiled at me, and kissed me on the gasmask, where my lips should be. Well, for realism, this suit has one of those too. Open wide and I'll put it in." This was getting beyond a joke. "Now I don't think I can really wear that all night," was what I was trying to say, but as I started to speak, she put her hand on my arse and sharply poked at the buttplug. I could do nothing but stand still and think of waterfalls, and hope that all the inner tubing would work out. I soon felt the rush of piss leaving my cock, and moments later the strange sensation of my arse getting filled with the same warm liquid.

She put her hand onto my crotch, and asked, "You comfortable in there?" I felt fully hard inside the tube, but I couldn't feel her hand on the outside of the suit. The rubber must be quite thick down there. So bend over!" She lubricated my arse and the plug as I bent over, then she pushed the plug into my arse. At first it hurt going in, then it hurt a lot more, but finally as the thick part of the plug slipped into my arse, it got almost comfortable.

In the end, I didn't get the plug out until the next morning, but by then I really needed it out! She said, "I've sent you to work plugged quite a few times since then, so this suit shouldn't be a problem." I squeezed my cock into the tube in the inside front of the suit. "So where does the piss go now?" "Up your arse!" "What!" I looked behind me to see that the suit had a rubber shaft in it, right where my arse would be, and it had a small hole in the end. "What's this?" I asked. "Ah yes. Well, you know what divers do when they need to.

go to the toilet?" "Um, well, as I understand it, they just piss in their suits." "Yes, that's right." "Oh, I don't want to do that! First one foot then the other, and then pulling the suit legs up my legs, all the time helped along by Alice. I suspected the suit wouldn't be just a normal diving suit, and I was right. As the suit came up to my crotch, I realised the rubber was much thicker than it was down the legs, and there was some sort of hole arrangement going on.

I took my jeans and socks off, and started getting my foot into one of the legs. She stopped me. "Not quite, you need to take everything off!" Then she put her hand on the crotch bulge of the rubber thong I was wearing. She managed to work out which way up it went.

She found what I guess was a leg, and held it out. "I've already put talc in it, so it should go on smoothly." I sighed. I knew it would take quite a while to struggle into the suit.) And she has a small collection of handcuffs and other bondage gear which she likes to play with. There's been a few times when I've woken up in the morning still handcuffed to the headboard! "Okay," I said. She had got a rubber suit for me when we went on an 'evening out' a while ago.

If We Could Last That

Her palm moved out, and she began caressing over her body with only her long fingertips. Ben felt the strain begin to ache for touch. As Ben watched the woman and admired her, he noticed she didn't seem to be in any hurry to leave the mirror. In fact, she was decidedly lingering. Her hand was slowly circling her stomach. The woman turned, and stood in front of the mirror, glancing down her luscious curving body. From Ben's vantage point, he could look in the mirror and see both her front and her back.
He knew without looking down, Melody's thin panties and the cotton bottoms were betraying his erection. Her angle was almost straight to Ben's line of sight. His mouth dropped open as he saw she only wore a very small undersized black bra and black panties. The bra barely held her magnificent curvy breasts tucked in. He could see a bedroom nicely decorated with a door leading out into a hallway and two half melted candles glowing. All the light seemed to be coming from the candles on the square wooden nightstand.

He disappeared a little deeper and thought he heard a light rustle. Maybe it was the dog. The dog was so small it wouldn't make much noise. He was about twenty steps from the well-lit window now and could see the window was open with only sheer curtains diffusing the light. His cock was still swollen and the tiny silk triangle between his legs was splitting his balls and only cupping one. He should have grabbed a flashlight before running out of the house and looking for the dog. A row of various flowers and shrubs wove between the two houses like a traffic cone pattern. The thick grass around the bushy plants felt cushy to his feet.

Ben liked the feel of Melody's panties as we slowly stepped forward listening for the sound of the dog in the darkness. He remembered the side snaps of the panties, but was surprised he couldn't feel them on his body. An air conditioner hummed and tightly sealed blinds behind the windows created a mirror-like silhouette of his body moving forward. The soft waistband and tight thinness curving across his ass, straining to contain his tilted cock, felt marvelously sensual to Ben.

Especially because they weren't just any panties he had on, they were Melody's. Ben eyed the wealth of panties in the open drawer. He looked at Melody's panties he had cum stained. The dog barked again. Ben wasn't sure what to do with Melody's wet panties. He knew he couldn't just put them back in the drawer and he didn't want to lay them on the chair. That was amazing. You have no idea." Ben spoke to the dog, but the dog wasn't interested in conversation. Instead, the dog ran from the bedroom and Ben could hear him barking from the area of the front door.

Finally, he could feel the blood pressure rise and flush his face as his cock passed the magic point of no return and his cum rocketed in an uncontrollable burst. "OHHHHH...MELODY!!!" He came like he hadn't cum in years. "Ugh, Oh, Ugh..." Harder and harder he rubbed focusing on the head of his cock and the sensitive vein pulsing and throbbing into his silk covered palm. "Agh, Aaah, OH. OH OH OH.
Faster and harder Ben pulled at his cock as he jerked off into Melody's panties. He saw a droplet attach to Melody's panties and a string stretch and retract as he gripped his cock firmer and slid the panties down his swollen pulsing shaft and back up. "Oh Melody that feels good. Ben tilted his head forward, lifted Melody's panties from his face, and brought them down with his hand to his cock.
The first touch sent a jolt of electricity through his cock and his ass tingled with excitement. But he wouldn't go there direct. Not without a well-spent time exploring the thin front panel and feeling her wavy pubic hair surface beneath like tiny ocean waves against his fingertips and caressing tongue. The dog's yelps fell on ears told to be deaf by Ben's vision. Holding the side straps, he gently let the red panties unfurl before him. It took a second for what Ben's fingers felt to register in his mind. His cock immediately twitched and thumped again as his fingers came in contact with the first silky touch.

He had always found a woman's panties incredibly erotic and arousing. But growing up in a house of men and playing sports all his life, he had never had access or an opportunity like this. The light contents inside let the drawer glide easily forward. Ben's chest thumped and the waif of feminine perfume filled his aromatic senses as the treasure of Melody's panty collection was revealed. The top was neatly organized with a small jewelry case, a detailed ceramic figurine of a terrier, and the digital clock.
Letting his boxers fall to the chair, he reached for the recessed dual drawer knobs and pulled." Ben left the bathroom light on as he stepped out into Melody's bedroom. His boxer shorts were in his hand and the light behind him illuminated a chair across from the large pillow covered bed. His bottoms looked like they covered a flagpole. He looked down at the dog. "It's a good thing it's the middle of the night boy, or the postman might think we were trying to send a letter and my cock was the flagpole.
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