Author's Note:Sorry to not finish this sooner.


Part 1

Sitting on the low couch, I picked up the shiny bodystocking and pulled it up my legs. I knew the day I had planned would be long so I tried to get dressed as quickly as possible so I couldn't back out. After pulling the tight nylon over my perky breasts, my nipples stood straight out and pulled against the light material. I reached behind to pull up the zipper leaving only my crotch exposed to the warm morning air.

Rolling around on the couch, I diddled and looked down at my pouty lips. My juices were flowing in anticipation as I pulled on the latex panties and squirmed to adjust the two slick dildos in my sensitive, eager, holes. Knowing I would not have access to these once I finished dressing, I pulled and tugged at the panties to create some friction and worked myself into a panting mess. I wanted more and could not reach orgasm just from the panties so I slipped a vibrator down the front and nestled it right over my now swollen clit. It was a sillicone covered little buzzer with a cup that fit right over my sensitive nub and it was pressed tight in the confines of my tight latex panties.

I knew it was a mistake to turn on the vibrator before being unable to retrieve it and rocked my hips shuddering with my first mini orgasm. If i didn't finish my plan soon, I would have no will left so I redoubled my efforts and reached for the next item in my wardrobe. Pulling the black corset up my stockinged legs, I shimmied my hips to get into the tight boned pvc. When I was satisfied that my ample breasts were nestled carefully into the too small cups of the outfit I pulled the locking straps tight and clicked them in place. Lastly, my skirt pulled on and with a snap I was ready for my adventure.

The tops of my panties were under the corset so I could no longer reach in and turn off the vibrator. My holes were filled and there were juices leaking down my thighs and messing up the tights. My ankle boots were a challenge being unable to bend without squeezing my air out and taking an even bigger impaling, but I managed to get them on and clipped the small padlock thru the zipper lock. Finally my pretty choker fastened with another lock and I'm done. I stood wobbliy in the heels and stepped into the bathroom.. Looking back at me was a horny slut with no way out of her naughty clothes.

Getting into my car was no problem as it was close to the door, but I walked slowly in heels and worried about all the black pvc on this sunny day attracting too much attention. Sitting as gingerly as I could, my body shook and the slight hum of the clit vibe seemed loud to me and pushed all the right places. I squirmed getting closer when a knock on the window jolted me back. I was startled to see my neighbor leaning against my car in what looked like her pajamas.

"I was clubbing last night and need my car," she squinted "do you have time to run me down there?" She looked hung over as her blond hair was tousled and she slipped on sunglasses from her purse. She was walking around the car before I could reply and I didn't want to upset her. She had unwittingly been my backup before in my bondage fantasy and seemed like she might get into it anyways. As she got her seatbelt on, she looked over at me wide eyed "kinda early for that look?"

We drove for 15 minutes in silence before she pointed to her car. "When Im feeling better I'd love to see the rest of your wardrobe" she got out and shuffled to her car.


Part 2: The drive home (added: 05/05/2011)

My heart was pounding as Sam got out of the car. The whole drive had been too much and I did anything to distract her and myself from the awkardness of the situation. Fiddling with the knob on the radio bought me back and hopefully drown out the faint hum coming from my panties.

She said nothing about the tiny padlocks dangling from the ankles of my boots but her eyes kept darting between those and the ones clasping the corset closed down my front. Had she commented, my reaction would surely have given something away, but thankfully she had not pried. The keys, of course, were safely at home in my nightstand and meant there was nothing to do except get home before anyone saw.

The plan was to drive to a small grove I had visited many times before, a small rock in a clearing of the large woods near my place. There were obvious signs of parties long past but always remained deserted on the days I had been here before. The detour my neighbor took me on meant a longer drive than I expected and second thoughts were starting to creep in. Clearly being seen in the tight corset and too short skirt would be embarassing but if the kind of guys that usually throw these parties happened upon...shudder the thought. There is no running in these heels and I regret coming to the woods in stilettos that sink in and don't come off. Locking the keys in the car means the walk back will be through the oldest part of the woods and finally to my back patio - where the sliding glass door is left unlocked.

Slam...door shut, keys safely under the mat, no backing out! The moment the door closed I knew something was wrong. My head was spinning - did I leave the door at home unlocked?? My neighbor distracted me so much that my usual care was thrown out the window and the thought of breaking in dressed as I was brought images of cops and nosy neighbors.

Moving into the clearing, my small rock looked peaceful and I sat to clear my head. The instant my bottom touched the rock I jumped and made a too loud gasp. How could I have forgotton the intruders? Distraction can be powerful but now the raw sensations swept from the tight latex of my panties to the firm protrusions within. Grasping at the tight material sucking into me was difficult and the little nub of a vibrator hovering on my clit got pressed into my sweet spot when I burst in orgasm that made me shriek. The birds quieted and I fumbled to ease the vibrations on my sensitive clit. I needed a break but the panties remained tight though obviously wet and well above where reaching in for relief would be possible. Bending forward eased the pull but ever present was the hum of the too powerful torture.

Panic set in as the fear of walking against the vibrators steady attack would surely be more that bearable. Stepping gingerly at first, the few feet walked resulted in more shrieks and a determination to be quiet. After a while, the sensitivity died down and another powerful urge came to impale myself wildly with the biggest toy in my arsenal as soon as possible. The panties, with their teasing, did nothing to fufill the need to be pounded and a new determination came over me to get back as soon as possible.

Pace increased, there were no major paths and thorns from sticker bushes tore at my stockings. A bit of blood managed to trickle down my thigh as the nasty scratch burned from a mixture of perspiration and excitement. Crouching to regain my breath, a sound pierced the wood and seemed to be coming from all directions. A dog, and obviously its owner, were coming. Could I be close to my own neighborhood? The dog sounded familiar but then again...

Slowly walking to avoid snapping twigs the sound remained constant and emboldened I kept going. Surely the outline of my house was visable now and my heart lept as the thought of tearing out of these clothes took hold. The bright sun was definately hot on the black material but the glinting fabric was even more of a beacon. Crouching, the sound of the dog came into view and Samantha, playing fetch in her back yard made the 200 meters left seem more daunting than the previous whole trip. Butterflies overtook me as the crouching pushed the phalus deeper, somehow rubbing a spot only rarely awakened. The orgasm swept over me and was much different than the vibrator induced ones earlier. Groans and panting followed and the powerful desire to shoot up revealed my hiding spot as if waving my hands. Sam's dog barked as was over to me in seconds with a perplexed looking Samantha soon in tow. Blushing as red as a sunburn, I stammered "hi."

"Well looky here! When you didn't come back there were a lot things going through my mind but...guess I was right about some?"

Her dog made a beeline for my crotch and shooing him away only made for play. Makeup obviously down my face from the exertions of earlier made the put away wet line come up and shame was setting in. Sam rubbed her head, "you are so lucky I'm hungover" and turned toward her house. "You should really close those blinds on my side, its too hard not to see." In a softer tone finishing "next time I'll snatch your keys."