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Archive name: partysue.txt
Authors name: Putnamboy (putnamboy@aol.com)
Story title : Party With Sue
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Party With Sue (MF, nc, bd, alcohol)
By Putnamboy (putnamboy@aol.com)

***

Notice: The following is a fiction, a work of erotica, 
and is meant for those of legal age and inclination in 
their jurisdictions. If you are not of age, or if this 
is illegal where you are, please do not read any 
further. If you have a comment, email me at 
putnamboy@aol.com.

***

I saw her for the second time at a party. I knew who 
she was because she'd gone out for a while with a 
friend of mine; she didn't know me. She didn't know 
anybody at the party, actually - she was so smashed she 
could hardly stand up. Her eyes were bleary, she was so 
pissed.

She was looking pretty good, though. It was a costume 
party, and I guess she'd come as some sort of 1920s 
flapper. But those 20s chicks used to be pretty flat-
chested - Sue was a complete failure there. She had a 
massive pair and there was nothing she could wear to 
disguise it. I liked the tits, and I liked the silvery 
glitter-stockings she was wearing, too. There was a 
blue boa over her shoulders, and a band around her 
head, just wide enough to cover the forehead. It was 
the band, actually, that got me thinking -- it reminded 
me of a blindfold.

That and the fact that I saw her making for the front 
door. God, I thought, nobody in her condition should be 
driving home. It was altruism that drove me, I guess. I 
followed her out the door. It was kind of dark in the 
hallway and no one saw me leaving just behind her.

I followed her down the steps and out to the darkened 
street. I watched her stagger to a parked car. I made 
my move after she'd taken her keys out. "Whoa" I said, 
"you're in no shape to drive!" I plucked the keys from 
her hand and unlocked the passenger door. She looked at 
me uncomprehendingly. I opened the door. "Who...", she 
said, and then, "what do you think..."

I looked to the right and left. No one there on the 
darkened street. I reached up and punched her hard 
right in the nose. She fell into the front seat, 
bumping her head on the roof on the way down. She lay 
there with her legs sticking out. I picked them up and 
swung them into the car, then shut the door.
Once in the driver's seat I went through her purse. I 
found the driver's license and the address. If she had 
a roommate, I was just a Good Samaritan driving her 
home. And if she didn't...

We were at her house in ten minutes. I got out and 
opened the door for her; she was completely out of it, 
with a little trickle of blood running from her nose. I 
wiped it off with a handkerchief. It was a lot of work, 
but I finally got her out of the car and standing with 
her arm over my shoulders. I staggered along with her 
to the front door of the house. It was an older three-
story home that had been divided up into apartments; 
her name was over the bell for apartment 3. Okay, top 
floor, I thought, here we go. I unlocked the door and 
dragged her in with me.

My plan was in the toilet if we saw anyone on the way 
up. I had to come and go completely unrecognized. I 
began the long, slow climb up the steps.
In a few minutes we were standing outside of what I 
hoped was her apartment. I tried a couple different 
keys before I found one that worked. Suddenly, the door 
swung open and we were inside. It was an awful chance 
I'd taken, but I'd made it!

I secured the door, turned on the lights and made my 
way to her bedroom. I let her collapse face down on the 
bed. She began to snore right away! I made my way 
through the rest of the apartment. No roommate, no sign 
of a second person. I thought she lived alone, but now 
I was sure.

I went back into the bedroom, took off her coat and 
removed the blue boa from her shoulders. I yanked the 
cloth band around her forehead down over her eyes. I 
opened the top drawer of her dresser and found a couple 
of pairs of pantyhose. I flipped her over onto her back 
and held both of her wrists together, then wrapped the 
pantyhose tightly around them. I used a second pair to 
secure her bound wrists to the headboard. 

I went foraging through the apartment looking for some 
rope or tape. I found a roll of duct tape in a kitchen 
junk drawer and brought it back to her bedroom. I 
lifted her head up off the bed and held it there with a 
fistful of her hair. I jammed a pair of dirty panties I 
had found next to the bed into her mouth, then I began 
to wrap the duct tape all the way around her head to 
tightly secure the panties in her mouth. She was 
starting to come around during this, probably from the 
discomfort. She was moaning now, softly under the tape.

I lifted her legs up off the bed and pushed them all 
the way back to the headboard; her dress slid all the 
way up to her waist. I could see her pantyhosed ass, 
the gusset at her crotch, and underneath a pair of 
black sheer panties. I slid two pillows underneath her 
ass and then let her legs sink back to the bed. I took 
two remaining pairs of hose and tied each ankle to a 
leg at the bottom of the bed. I pulled very tight on 
the hose and her legs were widely spread.

She was now completely secured, arched over the 
pillows, spread-eagled with her crotch angled for cock. 
I knelt between her legs and used a kitchen knife to 
tear her dress all the way up the front. I tore the 
remaining strips of it off her shoulders. Her tits were 
barely restrained by a black sheer bra; I could clearly 
see the dark patches of her nipples. I ripped it off 
with the knife.

I read the tag on the back of the bra: 36DD. And very 
nice, very firm even now with her on her back. They 
only sagged slightly to each side. I twisted her 
nipples and listened to her cry under the gag. They 
began to stiffen and I twisted them harder. She moaned, 
so I twisted them again. This was really turning me on.

I took an Ace bandage I'd found under the bathroom sink 
and began to wrap it tightly around one of her tits. 
Soon it was bound into a tight and rigid cylinder that 
began to purple almost immediately. I bound the other 
one as well. 

Now in addition to pinching and twisting her nipples I 
began to slap them around, getting in some good swipes 
and watching them rebound from the blows and joggle 
back and forth on her chest. All this fun was making my 
dick really hard.

My goodness, I regretted not having a camera! It was so 
sexy seeing this bitch -- who had dropped my friend 
without a second thought -- totally in my power. A 
rather stupid woman, an incipient alcoholic, but 
equipped with magnificent breasts, a tight sopping 
cunt, and a skilled mouth under the right circumstances 
(or so the rumor had it.) She was securely tape-and-
panty gagged, blindfolded, her massive tits rigidly 
bound and purple with the nipples stiff, her arms and 
legs tightly secured with her pantyhose to her 
headboard and bedposts. In the middle, arched over the 
strategic pile of pillows and glittering in the light 
like a Christmas present, was the silvery pantyhose-
covered cunt that was going to be mine in just a few 
more moments.

I used the knife to cut a hole in the pantyhose right 
at her crotch. Once I had a hole I stuck my fingers in 
and pulled hard, widening it. I cut the panties off and 
pulled them out through the hole. Now her hairy cunt 
was right in front of my face. I leaned down and gave 
it a sniff, then buried my tongue in her cunt. After 
about fifteen minutes, in spite of herself, she was 
considerably moistened. 

During all this her moans and her wriggling round on 
the bed had kept me stiff; in fact, I was as hard as 
I'd ever been, harder even than the time I'd raped that 
high school English teacher. (God, how she had moaned 
while I rammed it up her asshole!)

I unzipped my jeans and let my hard cock pop out. I 
leaned over the tied bitch and ran the tip of it up and 
down her snatch. She was well lubed, no matter how she 
felt about the present situation. I lowered my mouth 
down next to her ear. 

"You know what comes next, don't you cunt? My cock is 
so hard. I can't wait to shoot my cum up inside of you. 
You'll love it, won't you? You filthy, filthy bitch." 
Then I bit one of her distended nipples, hard. She 
writhed around as best she could, but she couldn't move 
much. I leaned down again to her ear. "It was the 
stockings, bitch. The stockings you wore. You were 
asking for it, now you're going to get it."

I knelt upright and put one hand around my cock. I 
positioned it between the protruding lips of her cunt. 
I moved forward until just the tip was inside. Then I 
got down on my arms again, and with one quick shove I 
was buried up to my balls in Sue's cunt. She was as 
tight as my friend had told me. I began to fuck her 
steadily. I had already cum that day while looking at a 
video I had made of a my last assault - an 18 year-old 
lifeguard who had stayed a little too late after work. 
(Too bad I'd forgotten to bring the camera tonight!) In 
any case I was rock hard but in no hurry to shoot, even 
though the whole scene was very stimulating. I kept 
fucking her with long hard steady strokes.

After about fifteen minutes and lots of variation in 
speed - sometimes I'd just stop altogether, and then 
suddenly ram it in ten or twenty times as quick as I 
could --- I decided it was time to cum. I employed a 
little trick I learned back in high school. I leaned 
over and closed her nostrils with my fingers. She was 
now completely blocked for air. Her body began to 
react, and in a few seconds fucking her was like trying 
to ride a rodeo bronco! Of course, this was very 
stimulating and resulted in the deepest and roughest 
penetration yet!

I then began to cum in Sue's cunt, shooting big gobs of 
it up there. I was pleased that I had so much spunk 
left. In fact, it turned out there was enough to cum up 
her asshole as well, two hours later, after I had 
walked back to the party to put in an alibi appearance 
and get my car. 

It even turned out there was enough spunk to cum again 
in her mouth just before dawn. I give her all the 
credit; she was so sexy as she pleaded with me to stop 
after I'd taken the tape off her mouth. Just looking at 
her there, kneeling on the floor in front of me, still 
in her stockings, rigid tied tits sticking out, hands 
tightly bound behind her back -- I just couldn't stop 
myself from stiffening again.

In fact she was so good I kept her tied up there for a 
week, fucking her again and again whenever I had a 
moment to stop by. The last time was the best, giving 
it to her up the ass while she was tied to each corner 
of the bed. I felt the cum rising up in my balls, so I 
tightened a nylon stocking around her neck while she 
convulsed in a desperate struggle for breath. Her 
buttocks kept contracting in a really stimulating way 
as I shot a last big load up Sue's ass.

I'd love to show you the video sometime. It's very 
arousing.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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