Inside I was thinking, ‘shit’ what has just happened. They weren’t friends of Ben or were they, what are the chances?
I’d been so sure that it been set up by Ben, but suddenly that was gone. When blindfolded the other senses click in further to help cover. I started thing, there were 8 men who’ve been with Ben and me in his sessions at his house over the past 3½ years, of those 6 had done scat play with me in the last 2 years on a regular basis, the other two weren’t into that. And these guys hadn’t gone anywhere near scat play. That left 2 guys, but those guys were the same age as Ben and not as nimble as the guys’ earlier to-day, neither did they feel as old as them.
‘Ssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttt’. I went upstairs to have a shower and was looking at the bundle of stuff I had scooped up in my hurry; in there was a piece of paper, which was still attached to one of the teeth of a clamp, it read “Fuck me – Please! All holes” . A day later in the sitting room I found a similar note that I’d missed “Toilet Mouth –Piss here” I hadn’t seen that but I guessed it had been on my head somewhere, probably taped to the leather mask on my forehead because the arrow was pointing down. I had just grabbed and pulled that mask off my head, the note had drifted down somewhere.
Later I had to phone Ben, it was nearly 5pm, he heard my voice and chuckled, ‘which one got you’ he was referring to my sons, he had no idea what had happened and I could hear his was disappointment when I said I was free before they got in. He said he thought I was well up for being caught out like that by them. I told him I was, but he’d taken things a few steps too far that morning and I couldn’t let either of them catch me like he left me. He just said okay, understood, ‘are you up for trying again, but next time, just naked bondage?’ – I felt my pussy leak, ‘yes’ was all I said. I knew Ben had no idea what had happened.
David wasn’t going to be home till gone 8pm, so I phoned my sister and told her in detail what had happened. I could tell by her voice that she got aroused as I talked; she kept saying ‘you have no idea who they were!’
As I told her about it I re-aroused myself. She was just as curious as Ben about why I had freed myself before the boys got home. I said I was leaking cum and pee and the place was a mess, I was a mess, she accepted that. I knew that my sister and the other wives who ‘knew Ben’ felt I was Ben’s favourite, but I was the one who made the first contact and I (at the old house) had a weekly session with Ben, whereas most of them were interested in one or two meetings a month to visit him. In the last year I had also slowed to 1 or maybe sometimes 2 visits a month visits. I knew he had “tie you in bondage and see if your kids catch you” with my sister, but only about three times with her and that was all this summer. He’d said he’d not had the opportunity to try it on any of our friends.
I was thinking about Ben’s activity when I worked out that by this time he was being visited by Tania and Darren once a week, my sister was doing almost the same frequency with Darren and both were doing visits on their own where scat and K9 were being done to both by Ben and friends of his, it had become almost part of the weekly ritual for four of us women to be doing that on each visit. Although I’d had sex with Darren at this point, I hadn’t had a session under Ben with him watching. My sister as well as Tania had more recently submitted to Ben on their own when accompanied by Becky (my sister’s daughter). I knew from both mothers that Becky and Darren were keen to see me submit to Ben, my sister had already primed me to be ready to undertake undertake scat and/or k9 play which usually involved at least one of Ben’s mates being there, in front of each or both of them during my submission.
Nude day Incident :-
We’d been in the new house for several weeks when this happened. In return for the sexual favours I’d been doing my Boss at work, I was allowed to work from home usually one day a week, sometimes two depending on schedules and client’s needs. I had recently told my Boss, that David now required me to do a ‘nude day’ once in a while, whilst explaining that the nude day wasn’t – it was actually high heels and stockings (or just high heels if it was a hot day); my Boss loved that concept even more. He asked all the questions about what about visitors; shopping; when the boys got home and so on. I told him I had permission to wear this thin near see-thru beach wrap in the morning till everyone had left, and from late afternoon till 9pm.
But it was very thin white cotton, quite loose and held together by a single tie; it ‘gapped’ if I wasn’t too careful and it was thin enough to be rated as almost see through. My Boss was interested (aroused) when I admitted each boy had caught me at times in just heels and stockings, mostly by accident. Outside of that I had to take my chances. He teased me by saying he’d bring a file over or send one with our young male office junior; or maybe a delivery motorcyclist. Every time I took a day from work he wanted to know if it was a nude day and would David make me forfeit the wrap! He was also starting to suggest that a ‘nude day at work’ should be explored, but that’s a whole new story.
It was my Boss who’d dared me to go wake up my sons of a morning in my ‘hot nude day’ attire but without the ‘wrap’ – I didn’t tell Dave, because he would have added stuff. The first time I’d done it had been early in the boy’s summer holidays, I knew from the past they were both sleepyhead like their father, so the chances of them being awake was minimal.
The first time I did it I stood fully exposed in the doorway and just said ‘time to rise and shine’ – much like I have done in the past. I did Mike first, then Simon – I actually stood there for Simon a lot longer. Over the next weeks on my appointed nude day I did this three times each time getting bolder, saying it louder and stepping fully into each bedroom and lingering longer. After waking the boys I would pull on my dressing gown and head downstairs to start breakfast whilst Dave was shaving and showering. I’d have my breakfast then head up for my final dressing and make up.
The fourth time I did it, it wasn’t a declared ‘nude day’ but I had woken up really horny, it had been a hot night and was the day after I’d been tickled and exposed to Simon and his friends; I’d woken earlier than usual; once I was washed and with my make up on, feeling naughty I donned a pair of my highest heels and black stockings with a suspender belt (for a change), when I went into Mike’s he was lying on the top of his bed just his pyjama shorts on, I stepped right up to his bed and got a jolt when I saw he had a ‘stiffy’. I was already aroused from my own actions, knowing if I did indeed wake him there was no time to retreat and he see me.
My Boss’s words filled my head “waking up to see his mum in just high heels and stocking standing in his bedroom is every boys dream” I was standing there was for maybe a long minute and had an out of body experience, because I saw my hand reach down and touch his shoulder and my voice saying ‘wake up’ – He stirred but turned over a bit – I left with pounding heart. I moved to Simon’s room and went in, since the previous summer I knew my older son had taken to sleeping in the nude; he had a top sheet over his hips and legs but was asleep. I stood right beside his bed, his morning hard on was evident; I was maybe in a trance because I gently lifted the sheet off his body and dropped it off the bed. His penis looked lovely and perfect, a smaller version of his Dad’s but bigger than I expected now he was hard, so much so that his foreskin was almost cleared of the crown of his cock. In the back of my mind, I said ‘okay yes its time’ I left him and for the first time went downstairs as I was (no gown) and made breakfast.
When Dave came downstairs and saw me he grinned – ‘are you going to actually do the nude day, during the school holiday?’ His face told me it would be a great idea, as did the sudden bulged in his crutch.
‘No I dared myself to give them till you came down’
‘Give them till I leave’ he asked. I looked at the clock it was 8:10 he would leave in about 15 minutes, maybe stretch it out
‘Okay’ I said –maybe a bit too easily.
‘You’ll stay like that if one of them comes down’
‘Okay’
Dave came up behind me and cupped a breast and ran a couple of fingers into my pussy, ‘Oh my you are wet and aroused’ he said needlessly. ‘Come on – I dare you to make this your proper first nude day, stay like this all day’
OMG!!! I was so close to accepting his dare.
Dave looked me in the eye; ‘Oh gosh, you are actually contemplating doing it’ He was absolutely correct. ‘Oh damn I’ll going to walking around with a hard-on all day’
‘I can’t’ – His face fell. ‘I’ve got Viv coming over this morning and both boys have friends coming around because they know I’m at home. Both Dave and I had limited the boys having friends around when we aren’t around and since Sunday’s exhibition I was expecting more eager eyes. (I wasn’t wrong – later Simon had five friends come by)
He was looking so disappointed. ‘Okay I’ll do breakfast like this with you once a week, staying like this till you leave.
A few minutes later he did leave. I know he had it in his mind that I was several steps closer to doing his proper ‘nude day at home’ and I knew he was right with or without friends of the boys coming over, especially after Sunday.
Even after he’d left for work, I lingered around the kitchen clearing up, Past experience said neither of them would come down till after 9am.
The next week David chose the day and it was a repeat of the previous week, I put my hand on the shoulder of each boy and gave a gentle shake as I said ‘wake up’. Down in the kitchen Dave was unaware of my foray into each bedroom.
‘So’ He said ‘if one of them comes down before I leave you will stay like that for the rest of the day’ that is what I had agreed last night as we had sex and he had me at high arousal. Just as he was about to leave we both heard the noise of the bathroom being used.
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