3. Trying Something New

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Hi. Hi. Delivery for you.

Thank you. I'm quick to sign for the parcels. I've been waiting for these ones.

I eye the postman. Does he know where the anonymous packaging is from or what it contains? I'm working from home this week, and Carl and I have been taking advantage of my spare time in the morning.

I've come more times before breakfast than ever before. I love sending him off to the office with the scent of me on his fingers. I pour myself my second cup of coffee, but I can't concentrate.

I'm waiting for Carl's daily dirty text. He's been so much hornier lately, and I've been loving it. My pussy tingles every time I get a message in anticipation that it might be a picture or a filthy comment from him.

But now I have a fresh distraction. New toys for us to play with. I hold the package in my hands, eager to play, but I really shouldn't distract myself from work.

Instead, I snap a quick photo and send it to my husband with a text saying, Should I? Open them. I want to see what I'm working with.

I slide my nail along the tape and lift out a sleek, smooth piece of art. The vibrator is all curves and bends, with dual G-spot and clitoral stimulation. All the thoughts of work immediately leave my mind.

I take a photo for Carl and get to work on the other package. I cannot wait to use that on you. The second box reveals a pair of purple leather handcuffs and some lengths of rope.

I stroke the soft leather and feel the weight of the large silver buckle. These are heavier than I thought they'd be, and I feel my pussy start to throb as I picture myself being restrained to the bed, while Carl's tongue licks further and further down. I click the on button on the vibrator.

It purrs to life, buzzing gently in my hand. I move it to my breasts and feel my nipples harden against the cool silk of my blouse. I inch it lower and lower until it's pressed against my pussy through my jeans.

I squeeze my thighs together to capture the tingling as it ebbs and flows, trying with all my might not to rip them off and go to town on myself. I look over at my desk. It's worth a shot.

I just want to know what I'm in for. Sitting back down in front of my laptop, I position the vibrator between my thighs and start to look at my emails. I tap out a few sentences in response to a client and hit send, the illicit thrill sending shivers up my spine.

Screw doing any more work. It's too late. I'm focused on nothing but getting off now.

Carl barrels into the room. Before I can respond, he walks over, runs his fingers through my hair, leans over and kisses me, his tongue meeting mine. He picks up the vibrator from in between my thighs and gazes at it.

Then he sees the leather cuffs lying on the desk in front of him. Fucking hell. Get in the bedroom.

Now. Get in the bedroom and put on something slutty. In the bedroom, I strip completely.

I know seeing me restrained naked will make Carl rock hard. I apply a tinted gloss to my lips, put on some silver jewelry and spray a dash of perfume on my naked skin. I smirk at myself in the mirror.

He's going to go wild. I hear him coming towards the room, so I position myself in a way I know will stop him in his tracks. On my knees.

I'm face down, ass up when Carl walks in. You like what you see? My pussy is waiting for you.

Are you trying to make me explode? He grabs his dick through his jeans. Carl comes up behind me and runs his palm over my ass, letting out a sigh of appreciation.

Before he slaps it once, then twice, he turns on the vibrator and presses it against me. It's an easy, low hum, but it makes me jump. Turn over.

Yes, daddy. I flip onto my back and Carl places the toy between my legs. He watches for a moment, and I see his hard arm pressing against his trousers.

He strokes it, absentmindedly, as his eyes trail my body. Hands up. Okay.

Okay. Holding the restraints, he approaches the bed and slips my wrists into a cuff each. He deftly attaches them to the headboard rails, and I give a couple of tugs.

You're not going anywhere. The vibrator lies abandoned somewhere between my legs, and I whimper. All I want is to feel that buzz on my clit.

Carl finds the toy and dips down to kiss my stomach. I wriggle at the sensation, and he moves slowly, agonizingly, further down until his mouth is hovering over my pussy. He slips his tongue past my lips and starts kissing, sucking, blending his spit with my juices.

When I'm about to scream for more clit contact, he slides the vibrator into me, right up to the hilt. Oh, God. You have to hold on tight to this.

I look at him, confused but distracted by the delicious tingles that are zigzagging through my body. I squirm and shift on the bed, each position bringing irresistible new sensations. Carl slips his hand down the front of his trousers, his face relaxing with relief as he strokes his cock while he uses his other hand to rub my clit.

I begin to squirm. Shit. Feels good.

Before I can say anything, he leaves the room. Carl? I hear the bedroom door shut, and suddenly, my body jolts as the vibrator is turned up another notch.

Shit. With my hands attached to the headboard, I can't readjust the toy's position, so I have to keep it where I need it to be, just by clenching my muscles. My core tightens.

The sensations are already almost too much. Carl? Fuck.

Carl. I don't think he's coming back. I screw my eyes shut and imagine him on the sofa, his trousers and boxes at his feet, and his cock now totally free.

His tight fist around it, stroking, restrained at first, taking his time with every inch and lingering at the tip to circle his head. The image is making me so wet. I can feel it escape past the vibrator and drip down my thigh.

Then, I'm sent into another convulsion of unexpected tension. Then, I'm sent into another convulsion of unexpected lust as the toy blasts up another notch. The toy jerks further inside me to nudge my G-spot.

Explosions fire through me and quickly ebb away. I need more consistent pressure to come, and Carl knows it. In my mind, he's jerking off quickly, with no desire to take it slow or tease himself anymore.

His toes curl, his eyelids flitter open and shut as he feels the climax building at the base of his dick. Suddenly, I hear the door open. I look up and see Carl standing in the doorway.

He's fully naked, dick in hand. Have you been a good girl? Yes.

Are you ready for me to do anything I want to you? Yes. Let me see if you kept the toy in place.

Let me see if you kept the toy in place. Come here, baby. He sits down on the bed next to me and places his hand over my pussy, rubbing against my clit.

Fuck, I've been waiting for him to do that. He unexpectedly pushes the vibrator deeper inside. Oh, fuck.

Not now, baby. Don't make any noise until I give you my permission. Carl leans over and grabs my breasts, pushing them together while sucking my nipples.

Intensely, thoroughly. He knows this drives me wild. All I want to do is scream.

Don't make a noise without my permission, or I'll have to punish you. And I won't let you come for hours. Carl starts kissing my stomach, moving lower, then lower.

He doesn't stop until he reaches my pussy, hovering over my clit with his mouth. His tongue begins to trail in circles around it as I see him reach for his phone. Now scream.

Carl turns up the vibrator to a level I didn't know existed, while bowing his face between my legs and devouring my pussy. My back arches off the bed as I scream out in ecstasy. My body shakes and convulses with absolute pleasure.

Oh my God. He reaches over and undoes the cuffs, setting my hands free. I'm still shaking and spasming after the orgasm.

He lays down next to me and I curl against him, needing to be close to him after the intensity of my climax. I don't know how, but I'm going to get you back for this. I'm ready.