Chapter 3: A Day of Surprises

After an exhausting Fuck session with Fiona. I was absolutely well and truly worn out. On arriving home, I collapsed on my bed, seeking sleep and recovery.

I’ve got cricket on the weekend, and this week we are playing Bunbury, again at home. The game starts at 10.30 am going through to 6 pm.

We need to win this weekend as we have lost the opening two games of the season. The whole team needs to improve in its performance, especially me, as my position on the team is in peril. I am sure the coach is looking to replace me with a younger wicketkeeper.

I noticed a junior’s game was due to start on one of the smaller ovals at 1 pm.

Nothing out of the ordinary in that until I see Fiona. She is with her son, who, is preparing to play for the junior team. I don’t need this distraction. I played a crap game last weekend, thinking about her and the great sex we had.

Now, she comes down to the oval to watch her son play. I hope she does not see me when my time comes to be out in the middle. I would be as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof if Fiona came over to watch me play, and my prospects of having a good game were not looking good.

When I went out to bat, I was out the first ball for a golden duck! Unfortunately, I was also out the first ball in the second innings, earning a shameful golden pair. My redemption was behind the stumps. I took three screaming catches out of a total of eight catches for the match. I’d had a mixed game, good wicketkeeping, but a woeful batting performance.

We ended up losing again. Will my position be in jeopardy? Will I be on the team next week? I was not looking forward to what the coach would say to me after the game.

At the end of the game, during drinks in the bar, a couple of the young blokes from our team came up to me and asked if I would like to go clubbing with them tonight. (must be feeling sorry for me). Oh yeah, great. A forty-two-year-old, out with two twenty-somethings at a nightclub, what chance would I have of scoring with a chick at my age? I declined.

The weekend is over, and it’s the start of the working week, back to school. My mind wanders as to what delights this week entails. Although I do know I will have the pleasure of being able to fuck Fiona again on Wednesday.

Then there is the very sexy and flirtatious Roxanne to look forward to and what antics she may have in store for me. With her long-toned legs, maybe I’ll catch a glimpse of her panties.

With the warm weather now upon us, I will be able to lust after the sexy, yummy mummies as they bring their kids to school. I love looking at their shapely legs. What a pity I cannot get into their panties. I am always on the lookout for new pussy.

Wednesday arrives, and a day full of lustful sex awaits both Fiona and me.

I have planned several extra surprises that will derive pleasure for our mutual enjoyment, driving us both to extreme heights of sexual satisfaction and climax.

Today is going to be a hot day in the kitchen as well as the bed.

Usual routine. I arrive, park my ute in the garage, close the door, and go up the stairs into the kitchen, where I find a super sexy-looking Fiona wearing only the lingerie I had asked her to wear. I take out my phone to take a photo, “Ah, ah, no! I told you when we first got together. No photos, no videos, no phone numbers.”

Fiona was paranoid that her husband Michael would check her phone and find my number, then ask difficult questions about who the number belonged to. I protested, saying, “I would love to look at you like this when I’m alone at home at night. It would be a lasting image as I went to sleep.”

Fiona did not relent.

I put down the bag of sex toys I’d brought with me and went over to her, kissing her passionately. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her tightly into my chest, crushing her small tits against me.

We had a long embrace, and then I pulled back as I wanted to look at this super sexy woman. I admired her, from top to bottom, with a lingering, wanton look about me.

Fiona was wearing a black no-cup bra that slightly enhanced her small tits and a tiny black sheer g-string that hardly covered her bush. Her legs were clad in sheer black hold-ups, with shoes that had a 7cm heel, making her calf and thigh muscles work and look trim, taut, and terrific. What a sight she was. Ravishing.

My cock was standing to attention. Pushing at the seam of my jocks, trying to escape just by the sight of her. I went back to Fiona and asked, “Are you ready?” She smiled, replying, “Yes.”

I took her hand and led her to the kitchen table, where I took the wrist and ankle cuffs out of the bag.

I placed a cuff around her left ankle, then her right. Gently pushing her over the side of the table, I spread her legs as wide as they could comfortably go, then using two ropes I had also taken from the bag, I tied the cuffs to the table legs.

With her legs firmly secured, I walk around to the other side of the table. Taking hold of her left wrist and attached the cuff, and then I did the same to her right. Stretching her right arm over the table, I used the rope I had previously taken from the bag to secure her cuff to the front table leg. I then repeated it with her left arm.

She is now wantonly spread across the table face down. Now for the first surprise of the day. I take a red satin blindfold from the bag and place it over her eyes. Fiona lets out a small gasp. She was surprised, as I had not mentioned this to her last week when I told her what I wanted to do to her.

Fiona tests how securely bound she is by trying to move her arms and legs. She quickly realises that she is helpless, in a hopeless position, leaving her vulnerable for me to do as I please. The only part of her body she can move is her head.

I get behind her and lightly run my hands down the sides of her body, then up through the middle of her back. My light touch brings goosebumps to her skin.

I continue, letting the sensation build. Fiona lets out a small appreciative moan.

I continue rubbing her back, gradually moving to her arse cheeks, rubbing them, squeezing them. Fiona again lets out a small moan. I continue, rubbing and squeezing her soft arse.

I place my finger on the nylon material of her g-string nestled between her arse cheeks, making her tense up as I increase the pressure. After a while, she starts to relax. I continue to run my finger up and down the crack of her arse. Fiona begins to squirm but is held tight by the ropes.

I turn my attention to her pussy, massaging it through her g-string, running my fingers up and down, pushing between her labia. I can feel the moistness of her juices leaking out, soaking her g-string. Moving the fabric to the side, I run my fingers through her wet slit teasing her.

Her pussy is very wet.

Placing both hands around her left ankle, I slowly run them up and down her sheer, stocking-covered leg. I continue to rub up and down, alternating between her right and left leg, building her towards her climax.

My fingers are tingling with sensation as my expectations rise.

My hands move higher onto her silky flesh where her sheer stockings finish, getting close to her arse cheeks and pussy. Fiona’s legs start to tremble from my soft touches.

Pushing her g-string aside, I insert one finger into her pussy and start to finger fuck her. Her excitement increases. I add a second finger and continue, then finally a third finger. She moans loudly, “I love it when you stretch and fill my pussy. It makes me feel so full.”

Fiona continues to build towards her orgasm, which I deny by withdrawing my fingers, and I do not let her cum, bringing a huge sigh of disappointment from her.

I slow the proceedings down by massaging her back and the sides of her body. Her build-up subsides. After Fiona’s excitement has calmed down. I get behind her and coat my cock with her pussy juice, rubbing the tip over her wet cunt. I slowly start to push into her, making sure to go a little deeper each time, then a little more until I finally get my cock in all the way, balls deep.

My pubic hair is brushing up against her arse. I continue fucking her for a short time. I can feel Fiona is approaching her orgasm. Her moans are getting louder.

I pull out. “Tim, what are you doing? Please let me cum. Put your cock back in me. Pleeeeease.”

I move to her face, rubbing my cock, glistening with her pussy juice across her lips. Fiona opens her mouth and takes me in. I start to face fuck her, pushing deep into her mouth until I reach the back of her throat.

Fiona is gagging.

I ease back a little so she can catch her breath, but soon I’m fucking her mouth again. I am wound up so tight I cum quickly, without warning. Shooting my load into her mouth. Fiona gags, struggling to breathe. Her hands clenched into fists. She shakes her head from side to side. I hold her head still, so I can finish unloading my cum into her mouth.