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Saturday, July 31, 2004

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Our Swinging experience

Narrated by Jeevan < jeevan80>



Hey I am Raja and my wife is Megha. We were open about sex and wanted
to try swinging as a part of spicing up our married sex life. We had
placed an ad on the web and were scanning the mails when my wife came up
with the photograph of a handsome looking man. His name was Pradeep and he
was from the same city we were, Mumbai. I contacted him and we met one
day. He was a real nice guy, but very shy and my wife liked him very much.
The night we met, we all had a great conversation and I could tell Megha
was very turned on by him; but we both also knew nothing would happen that
night! Our eventual goal was to find someone like Pradeep as a long-term
friend, and lover, so we were both more than patient. Later that
night/morning after Megha & I returned home, we fucked ourselves silly as
we talked about how excited Pradeep had gotten her!! Megha came hard a
couple of times as I talked about how Pradeep's lund would feel inside her,
and how his cum might taste to her. She was really turned on!

Well, over a week passed before Pradeep called Megha at work one day.
He said he wanted to meet us for dinner & drinks. I had to work late, and
couldn't make it, but I did encourage Megha to go, and so she accepted his
invitation, and they planned to meet later that evening.

OH, before I go any further, maybe I should tell you a little about
Pradeep! He was a nice looking, and in his late twenties. Megha is 39 and
I am 38 ..... younger men turn her on! He is about 5'8" and has a nice
build, Dark black hair and deep black eyes. Although he is by no means a
body-builder, his body looked like he did a little working out every now
and then. The other thing Megha mentioned about him more than a few times,
was that as they talked she could see a VERY nice bulge in his pants. And
once or twice as they walked on a crowded road she had felt the bulge on
her gaand. For Megha; very nice meant he must be at least a little well
hung!!

The night they got together that first time was rather calm. The way
things worked out, they did meet for dinner They spent most of the time
Talking about each other and me. When they were talking she had felt his
legs touching her and his hands brushing her thighs. When I came home
Megha told me about the meeting. I was a little disappointed to learn that
they just had a lot of talk,but I could also see (and feel) that my wife
was VERY turned on!!!!!!!!!! AGAIN, we fucked like crazy that night as we
talked of Pradeep.

A couple of more weeks pass, and again Pradeep calls and again I have to
work, so Megha meets him alone. This time however they go to a club where
Megha & I go to. This time the meeting is MUCH more erotic, and there is a
LOT of kissing and touching. BUT again the evening ends with nothing more
than some heavy petting, and Megha getting to rub his hard lund through his
pants as they sit in his car THEN she heads home to me. AGAIN we fuck
ourselves silly that night!

Well, "I" decided to try and speed the things , so I contacted Pradeep.
I told him how turned on Megha is, and that it's ok if he wants to fuck
her. Megha listens to me as I talk and then practically rapes me on the
spot.

A few days later Pradeep calls her at work. it seems that Pradeep had
been out of town on business, and that is why he hadn't called. The day he
called he also sent an e-mail to Megha explaining his lack of contact. He
ended the e-mail by telling her how much he missed her sweet kisses. Megha
was HOT! He also told her that he'd like to meet again for dinner .This
was a Sat night, and I didn't have to work, but I let Megha go alone
because she wanted to and I wanted her too.

That night Megha got home around 2 am. Again, I was naked in bed
waiting. I can always tell when "something" has happened, because she
doesn't go into the bathroom right away to wash her face instead, she jumps
in bed after tearing her clothes off, and fucks me silly! That's what
happened that night~~~~~!!!!! As my lund slid into her wet hole, she
groaned and told me of her evening with him. She and Pradeep had met as
usual for drinks, and dinner. After dinner they went in through his car
and as they sat in the car she and Pradeep were all over each other. In
the past their "make-outs" had been restricted to mutual groping through
clothes, and some heavy kissing, but tonight it was different. No sooner
were they in the car and their mouths locked together and then when they
were a bit out of town Megha's shirt was open, her bra undone and Pradeep
was sucking her nipples. She in turn had his lund out of his pants and was
stroking him as he sucked her breasts, and fingered her.

Megha & I fucked like crazy as she was telling me all this ...... at
that point she did tell me that his lund was "a little bigger than mine",
but that is all she really said while describing the details of their hot &
heavy petting .As my lund filled her Megha told me of how Pradeep had her
nipple sucked in his mouth. She had her hand around his lund, pumping him,
and he was fingering her choot like mad. Ohhhhhhhh she had worn shalwar
and no panties that night in anticipation of this possibly happening.
ANYWAY, her mouth then replaced her hand, and she sucked her new lover off.
It didn't take long before he was filling her mouth with his cum! She
sucked and swallowed his hot load and he fingered her to an orgasm!

Nothing more happened that night. After they both calmed down a bit
Pradeep sent her home! To say she was disappointed would have been an
understatement, but it was late, and they both had cum.

Over the next week Megha couldn't stop talking about Pradeep, and we
made love every night. On Friday night Pradeep came over to our house!
Megha & Pradeep spent little time talking about me during their "get
together". And after their last meeting the two of them hatched a Plan
without letting me know about it. Pradeep was due to be transferred to his
new job very soon,the following week, and they both knew that it would
probably be the last time they would be getting together, so Megha sent our
kids off for the weekend and she and Pradeep planned our "get together".

I got home from work that Friday around 6pm. I found a note from Megha
pinned to a towel on the couch....... it read:

"Go to the kitchen and get the bottle of wine from the fridge." "Pour
yourself a glass, and then go upstairs, and take a hot bath." "I'll talk to
you later" "Love, Megha"


I did as I was told, but I also searched the house over before taking my
bath. But there was no sign of Megha. I took my bath, and enjoyed my
wine, and then I heard laughter coming from the bedroom. I got out of the
bathroom, dried myself off; grabbed my wine and headed for the bedroom with
shaky legs! Between the hot water, and the wine, I was nice and relaxed
and had a very nice intoxication! As I opened the door to the bedroom, I
saw Pradeep & Megha sitting on the bed. They were both fully clothed, but
they had been doing a little more than talking! Pradeep's shirt was
undone, and there were a few red lipstick marks on his chest ......
Megha's shirt was undone, her braless breasts exposed, and her nipples were
sticking out hard!

They both looked a little "flushed", and they both smiled as they saw me
open the door.

Megha was the first to speak as she greeted me: "Hi darling Hubby", she
said. "Come on and join the party". Then Pradeep spoke, "Megha & I have
been doing a little warming up!"

I entered the bedroom, and then Megha motioned for me to sit in the easy
chair across from the bed. I sat down, and then Megha got up and walked
over to me, her breasts swinging as she walked, and then she leaned over,
kissed me deeply, and squeezed, my now hard lund through the towel around
my waist.

"I want you to sit back, and enjoy the show."; she told me.

Pradeep then got up and joined her beside me, and it was then that I
noticed the scarves he had been hiding behind his back!! I must have
jumped a little, because Megha tightened her grip on my lund, and told me
to just be still! With that, Pradeep tied a scarf around one of my wrists,
and then the other. He then bound both arms to the arms of the chair so
that I couldn't move my arms!! I was torn, because I didn't know if I
wanted to do this, but at the same time Megha was stroking my lund firmly,
and making me feel sooooo good!! Pradeep then bound each of my legs,
spread open, to the scarves that stretched from my bound wrists!

Megha smiled and said: "Hummmmm baby, your lund is harder than ever ...
you must be liking this!" She was right! My lund was HARD!! With that,
she released her grip on my throbbing erection, and she and Pradeep walked
back over to the bed!! As soon as they stood at the foot of the bed, they
embraced and started kissing! Although their mouths were close, I could
see their tongues as they licked and kissed each other. Then they started
stripping each other's clothes off. Megha was naked first, and I could
swear I could see her choot juices flowing. Pradeep was down to his
underwear and then Megha used both hands and pulled them off.

Either my little slut had been teasing me, or she was just a natural
tease. When Pradeep's lund sprang free I saw that HE WAS HUGE!! I was
always quite proud of my 7", and what I felt was my unusually thick lund
BUT.. Pradeep was at LEAST 2" longer than me, and half inch thicker! I
must have let out a gasp because Pradeep just smiled, and turned to look at
me and said;

"What's the matter?" "Afraid of how much Megha is going to like this?" I
just sat there, bound, and with my mouth open, unable to speak! It wasn't
just the size of his lund that had me speechless, but his balls were also
twice the size of mine and I know how much that turns Megha on too!

When I didn't answer; Pradeep turned his attention back to Megha. With
both of them naked now, they started kissing once again. I watched as
Megha's hand wrapped around his thick lund, and she started stroking him.
Pradeep lowered his mouth to her left breast, and started sucking her
nipple! (her left is the most sensitive) Megha groaned, and stroked him
faster. Then Pradeep started a dialogue that he kept up throughout their
entire love-making. His lips broke from her nipple and he said;

"You think this lund is big enough for you Megha?"

Megha hissed through clinched teeth;

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh God yes!!!"

With that, Pradeep commanded her to get on her knees and "suck him".
There wasn't even a second's hesitation on Megha's part! Sinking to her
knees, Megha's tongue licked his massive head, and then her lips parted and
she sucked him in her mouth!!!!!! Even though I couldn't touch myself, my
lund felt the sucking, back and forth in time to Megha's bobbing head, and
sucking mouth on Pradeep's lund. Even though Pradeep was not at all
touching her; Megha moaned,and groaned, and made sighing sounds as those
hot lips and tongue sucked his lund like it was the best thing she ever
tasted. Pradeep's head was tilted back,and his eyes were closed as he
enjoyed my wifes "oral" skills. After a few minutes Pradeep looked right
at me and said;

"God this slut wife of yours can suck. Sali kaisa choos rahi hai mera
lund!!" and with that he came, and emptied his cum into her mouth. I could
see Megha swallowing his cum, and she moaned again as he emptied his balls
into her mouth! His back arched, and he shot load after load in to her
eager mouth! She swallowed EVERY DROP! When he was finally finished
cumming she lovingly licked his lund clean, and then licked his balls
tenderly.

I thought my lund was going to explode as I watched her make love to his
balls with her sticky lips & tongue! then he pushed her away and helped
her over to me, and placed her hand on my lund.

"Pump your husbands little pecker, slut" he told her; "But don't let him
cum."

Megha did as she was told. After a few minutes rest Pradeep joined her.
He watched for a couple of minutes, and then he stood. His now semi-hard
lund was only inches from my face, and he looked down at Megha and told her
to tell me to kiss his lund and make it hard so he could fuck his wife.
with it! His lund touched my lips; I kissed it and then he looked at me
and asked Megha to do the rest. Megha sucked on his lund and in between I
kissed it many times, the same lund that was about to enter my wifes choot!
It didn't take him long to get fully erect again, and when he did, he
grabbing Megha's hand lead her back to the bed. She never even looked back
at me as he pulled her down, and she spread her legs wide for him. Pradeep
was good at teasing, and he slowly rubbed the head of his lund across her
clit, and between her wet choot lips, but didn't stick it in her yet!
Megha was moaning, and her hips were grinding as she tried to get his lund
inside her. Finally, he slowed his teasing, and then he reached under her
and grabbed her ass and sloooooowly slid his lund into her!!!! She almost
screamed, as she moaned and said:

"Yes .... oh god YES! Fuck my choot! Chodo muze!Ohhhh Dekho mera pati
ye saab dekh raha hai aur uska bhi lund khada ho raha hai!" They looked at
my growing lund and smuiled.

Pradeep was in control, but he didn't just slam into her choot. He knew
exactly what he was doing, as he slowly slid each massive inch inside my
wife!! He was taking his time, and it was driving her crazy with lust!!!!!
I watched as her legs spread wide, and her hands clutched his ass, trying
to draw him deeper inside her. When he finally had his full length in her,
I saw Megha begin to shake; her nipples got even harder, and she breathed
in short gasping breaths. She was cumming! Pradeep smiled a deep and warm
smile, and he remained still burried all the way in her as her hips bucked
and she gasped that she was cumming! He rode her through her orgasm, and
then he started slowly fucking her.

NOW, I've been able to bring her off in one climax ...and then a few
minutes later bring her to another ... but this was different!!!!! It was
like her climax never ended!!!!! For almost ten minutes she bucked and
fucked back at him, and would slow for a minute, and then pant that she was
cumming again! I guess this was truly what women call a multiple orgasm! I
know it was at least 10 minutes, because I could feel every tick of the
clock as my own lund throbbed to the seconds .I truly felt deep love that
she was being satisfied in a different, and even possibly better way than
she ever had before!

It was such a turn on to watch as she lost total control, and let her
body enjoy all of the sensations she was experiencing! Again, Pradeep let
her ride through several orgasms, and when she did slow a bit, he withdrew.
I could see the look on Megha's face as the object of her pleasure was
taken away, but I knew Pradeep had other plans! After he pulled his lund
from her, he flipped Megha over on her stomach. He then grabbed a pillow,
and slid it under her pelvis. This meant she was still resting on her
tummy on the bed, but her ass was now sticking very invitingly into the
air. She in turn wiggled down, and stuck her ass up even further, and
BEGGED him to fuck her!!!!!!

"Please, Please, Please, fuck my choot"; she kept begging .. until he
again slipped his lund inside her!!!!!!!!!!!!! She sighed, and said;

"God I need your lund badly! Chodo muze!"

He then became a little more forceful in his thrusting, and as he did he
grasped her hair and pulled her head up. It was by no means a rough
treatment.... just two lovers in the heat of passion! AND she loved it!
I'd never seen her like this ass thrusting back to meet every thrust he
made, his hand pulling her hair as he fucked into her ...... and then the
ultimate turn on was when he kept asking/telling her that he always knew
she would like being fucked hard like an animal and all she could say was
yes yes yes YES!!!

It seemed like another twenty minutes, and several more orgasms for
Megha later, that Pradeep's balls began to tighten up. His tempo
increased, and his balls slapped Megha's ass even harder and faster .. and
then he tensed. I could see his lund begin to pulse, and he started
cumming inside Megha's choot. all she could do was hold on and scream
OOOOOOOHHHH YESSSSSSSSSS!AAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

Both of their bodies were hot & sweaty, and her choot was a wet mess,
and his lund covered with both of their juices as they lay in a heap on the
bed together!!!!!!!!!!!! After a few soft kisses..... Pradeep again
helped Megha up,and the two of them walked over to me. when Pradeep stuck
his lund in my face I didn't hesitate!! I licked and sucked him clean of
my wife's juices, and his cum ...... as I did this I was FINALLY rewarded
with her wet mouth sucking my lund in, and I exploded in less than five
seconds!!!!!!!!!!! Megha sucked all of my cum down; I cleaned Pradeep's
lund ... and then Megha squatted above me and I cleaned her choot up
too!!!!!!!!!!! When it was all over, I don't think any of us had the
energy to speak for several minutes!!!!!

WELL, I was untied, and Megha & I snuggled on the bed as Pradeep
dressed. We all said our goodnights, and then Pradeep was out the door.
Both Megha & I knew that this was probably the last time we would see him
............His new job was not only in a different city ... but in a
different country. Megha did get to meet him a couple of days later,
before he did actually leave ...... she spent the night with him .. on
his final night here

At first she was a little nervous that I might have been hurt or upset
at her totally wild passion for Pradeep and his lund ...... but we both
know how much we love each other ..... And as she has shared other women
with me, and we have shared other couples together there is no way I could
or would ever be upset by seeing her truly enjoy herself the way she did
with Pradeep ........................

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Tuesday, July 27, 2004

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"The Outfit"
(author unknown)
The civilization had died over 3000 years ago. They were a very exotic and
erotic people. The artifacts that were discovered were incredible, and Lori
couldn't help but be a little curious. No one was allowed to handle any of the
artifacts until they could be inspected, but she just had to examine something
which had been on her mind all day. She entered the cargo area and immediately
found what she was looking for, since she had placed it there earlier. It was
late, and nobody saw her take the box back to her quarters.
The box was a mystery to the others, but not to Lori. They spent hours trying to
open the box, and used every device available to do so, but had no luck. It was
made of a strong material that wasn't in the least bit damaged, even after all
the attempts to break it open. Lori slid a complex looking key out of her pocket
and inserted it into a hidden slot on the box.
She found the key 2 weeks ago, and kept it as a souvenir -- not even knowing it
was a key. As she was inspecting the box earlier today, she accidentally
discovered a hidden opening. A small plate slid to expose a keyhole when the
proper pressure was applied to other areas of the box. The chances were
incredibly slim that she found the keyhole, but it had happened. She knew now
that she had found a key 2 weeks ago, and that it belonged to this box, because
its shape matched that of he keyhole. The key was about 5" long, and slid
smoothly into the slot. It clicked, and Lori turned the key. The box clicked
again, but still wouldn't open. She turned the key further, and after the 3rd
click the key wouldn't turn any further. She then tried to lift the top of the
box, and it opened. It was heavy, and she had to use both hands to lift it off.
She couldn't believe what she found. Clothing! Why someone went through so much
trouble to lock up clothing was beyond her. It was made of a silvery black, very
shiny material. The clothing was appropriate for the people; it was very erotic.

There was a long corset which went from the hips all the way up over the
breasts, with a wide corset choker attached to it from the back, a pair of
shoulder length gloves with heavy boning, and a pair of thigh length boots with
heels around 5 inches high. She had never seen anything quite like this, and
spent an hour inspecting every inch of the clothing. It looked as if it were
made from the inside, because what very few seams there were existed only on the
inside. It was smooth and slick on the inside as well as the outside, and very
heavy. She slid her hand down into one of the boots, and it was smooth and slick
as far as she could reach -- to the tip of the very short pointed toe. The
outfit looked as if it had never been worn, since the bottoms of the boots were
not even scratched.
Finally, she couldn't control herself and had to try the clothing on. She
stripped completely and picked up the corset. It was shaped like an hourglass,
so small in the middle that she knew she would never be able to get into it. To
make it more difficult, it needed to be closed from behind. She placed it on
herself where it should be, and the attached choker around her neck, but
couldn't come close to getting the opening around her waist to close shut. The
corset was at least 6 inches too small for her to close, even when she used all
her strength trying to pull it shut. She sat down and slid one of the boots onto
her foot. To her surprise, her bare foot slid easily into the boot. It was a
little snug, and the toes were extremely tight and pointed. She slid the other
boot on and stood up. The heels were quite high for her size, 6 feet, but she
was able to stand. They were snug, heavily boned inside, and felt very well
built. She then slid the gloves on, and they went up to her shoulders. The
clothing was pretty restrictive, and she couldn't imagine what it would be like
if the corset were closed. It must have been made for someone with her similar
size, except for the waist. The corset was very small. She could walk, to her
surprise, but the high heels made it difficult. The material squeaked slightly
like leather, and the stiletto heels clicked when she walked, but they weren't
slick on the floor like other high heels. She stood and looked at herself in the
mirror, shocked. Never had she worn anything like this. It made her look
incredibly erotic, and the heels were higher than any she had ever worn. They
made her legs look incredible, and her feet look small. She tried to stand
higher on her toes, but the heels lifted only a fraction. These were as high as
she could possibly ever wear.
As she stood and looked in the mirror, she noticed that there was something
remaining in the corner of the box. It was a small disk about the size and shape
of a dime. She picked it up and held it in her gloved hand, and noticed a barely
visible button on one side. She squeezed the disk, and upon doing so it clicked
and the corset contracted around her waist and locked shut. The choker did the
same around her neck. The boots tightened around her ankles, and also above and
below her knees. The toes of the boots tightened as well. The gloves tightened
around her wrists, as well as above and below her elbows, and became snug around
her hands. She almost fell down with the shock.
After she regained her balance, she walked back to the mirror and noticed how
small her waist was. The corset was so tight that she could hardly breathe, and
walking was a whole new experience. The tops of the boots and gloves were now
very snug against her skin. The corset felt like a second skin, as did the boots
and gloves near the top. She reached around her tiny waist and tried pulling the
corset open, but it was locked shut, and very tight. Lori frantically pushed the
button again and the clothing released to its original position. The corset made
a loud pop, similar to a balloon exploding, and nearly flew off with all the
tension suddenly being released. She sighed with relief and held the silver disk
closer to looked it over carefully, noticing it was very flat and very slick.
She noticed how slippery the disk felt in her gloved hand, and was almost
difficult to hold. It was obviously a locking mechanism for the clothes. Lori
wondered why it was necessary to lock the clothing on to the wearer, but
remembered that the people were very erotic. A push of the button and the
clothes locked tight again. She walked back to the mirror and couldn't help but
be aroused by her own appearance. It was a very provocative outfit, and the
designers definitely had that in mind. In the very top of the corset in the
middle was a barely visible pocket, and must be intended for the disk. She slid
it into the pocket, and it fit perfectly. The outfit thrilled her, and Lori knew
she had to have it. She walked over to the table and removed the disk. The box
would have to be returned, but she would keep the outfit. She placed the disk on
the table and walked back to the box. When she was about 10 feet away from the
disk, the clothing unlocked. The corset loudly snapped open and made Lori jump.
A safety measure, she thought. If the disk were lost, the wearer would be able
to remove the outfit. Logical, since it was probably made of that indestructible
material -- similar to the box, and if the wearer were to lose the disk, it
would be impossible to remove the clothing. Even the people who made these items
couldn't damage the material, Lori thought. How interesting. Lori sat down and
removed the corset. Then the gloves, which were fairly snug. She then pulled the
boots off with difficulty. The clothing was intoxicating, and she didn't want to
remove it, but she had to return the box to the cargo area. She picked up the
lid and placed it back on the box, and turned the key in the opposite direction.
The box clicked 3 times, and the key slid back out. Nobody would know the
contents were missing.
The halls were still empty and she no difficulty carrying the box back to the
cargo area. She returned the box to its original position and quickly returned
to her quarters. It was getting late, and she needed to be getting some sleep.
The night seemed to last forever, and Lori didn't sleep well. When the morning
finally arrived, she packed her belongings. The mission was complete, and she
was finally heading home. She left her quarters and was met by Roger, one of the
other archaeologists. "You look nice today! Heading home?", he asked. "Yes. It
was exciting, and I'm glad I was chosen to go, but I'm glad to be back. How's it
going with the stuff we recovered?" "Well, we've been trying to analyze the
material that everything we have found is made of, but haven't had any luck.
It's completely indestructible. Even a plasma torch wouldn't do anything. If
getting it the same temperature as the sun doesn't work, nothing will. I just
wish I knew how they made it. All the stuff seems to be made of the same
material, too. There's even a tarp of some kind that has the same
characteristics, but it's flexible. I wonder how they did it? There is
absolutely nothing that can damage it." "That's interesting. I wouldn't mind
having a few things made out of that material!", Lori replied. She had a few
things now, she thought. "Me, too. Everything would last forever, which explains
why it's the only thing remaining of the people." "Well, good luck with
everything! I need to be going. I'll be keeping an eye on the media for the
results of the find.", Lori said as she walked to the exit, full of excitement.
"Ok. Thanks for everything! Take care.", he replied as he continued on his way.
Lori returned to her apartment 4 hours later and unpacked. She was tired from
the drive, and from not getting much sleep last night, so she relaxed on the bed
and fell asleep for a few hours.
There were a few things she needed to get done that day, and she felt much
better after the nap. Shopping needed to be done, so she got up and made a list.
The outfit was on her mind, and a crazy idea entered her head. She opened the
bottom drawer of her dresser where she had put the outfit earlier and removed it
from the drawer. It was calling to her, and she couldn't refuse. She removed her
clothes and was about ready to put on the outfit when an idea occurred to her. A
pair of nylons would sure be nice to wear under the boots to help them slide off
easier, so she got a black pair out of another drawer and pulled them on her
legs. The boots slid on easily and felt much less uncomfortable in the toes.
Lori placed the corset around her waist and neck. The gloves she could do
without, Lori thought. She slid the disk out of the corset and pushed the
button, but nothing happened. She pushed it again, but the clothing didn't lock
shut. "What's the matter?", she said, and looked at the gloves still lying on
the bed. She slid her hands into the gloves, and pulled them up to her
shoulders, and pushed the button. The clothes locked on. The locking mechanism
obviously wouldn't work unless the entire outfit was worn. She became more
intrigued, and aroused. A pair of jeans and a long-sleeved shirt left only the
bottom of her boots, her gloved hands and the top of her choker showing. Her
jeans were way too big, since the corset took at least 6 inches from her waist,
so she found her tightest pair and a belt. They were still a little baggy, but
the belt made them look acceptable. "This is going to be fun!", she said as she
put the disk into her corset and walked out the door.
The malls and stores were crowded, but she still had fun in her new outfit. The
tightness of her corset caused her to walk with a sway, and the 5 inch heels
compounded her difficulty walking, but she felt wonderful. She wanted to shop
all day, but her feet were killing her. The corset was very tight and hurt her
waist and back as well, so she decided to go home. Upon entering her apartment,
she set her bags down and went into her bedroom. The disk was safe in her
corset, and slid out when she reached for it. She pressed the button and the
corset exploded open loudly, causing her to fall back onto her bed. Her entire
mid-section hurt for a few minutes, then passed. She had been wearing the outfit
for over 5 hours. The gloves were snug but slid off after struggling with them
for a few minutes. The boots slid off easily, and she sighed with relief when
her feet were finally free of the tight pointed toes and stiletto heels. She sat
and rubbed her feet for about 10 minutes, wondering how anyone could possibly
stand wearing the boots for any period of time. They forced her toes into a
short point, and she wanted to slide her feet out of them earlier, but it was
impossible without unlocking the entire outfit. Although she had walked miles on
pavement, the bottoms of the boots weren't even scratched. The clothing was
obviously made of the same indestructible material. When she stood up, she had
to get used to not being in the stilettos and the corset -- and the forced sway.
After about an hour, she felt normal again.
Every time she left her apartment, Lori wore the outfit. She devised many
cover-up outfits to disguise the outfit, and she found herself getting out and
doing things a lot more often now. Even going out and taking long walks for
hours at a time. Lori tried to wear the boots alone many times, but she found
that her feet would hurt immediately if the boots weren't locked. The balls of
her feet would hurt a lot, so she bought some gel cushion inserts designed to
relieve high heel pain which helped considerably. They fit in the toe box of the
boots, but not very well since the toes of these boots were so short and
pointed. When she used the gel inserts, they would squeeze tightly against the
balls of her feet when the clothing was locked. Walking felt soft. Her toes
still hurt all the time though, since nothing could change the short and pointed
toes of the boots. The gloves could be worn alone with no problems. Amazingly,
the gloves and boots were warm and kept out all water, but Lori never got too
hot while wearing the outfit. She wanted to wear the outfit always, but after
long periods of time her feet and waist would begin to hurt -- intensely if she
ignored it -- so she was forced to remove the outfit upon returning home. Many
times she tested the strength of the outfit. She tried removing the gloves and
the boots without unlocking them, but never had any luck no matter how hard she
tried. The same was true for the corset. No matter how hard she pulled at the
corset to open, it wouldn't open. Lori was convinced that there was nothing
anywhere which could unlock the outfit from her body except for the disk.
Lori returned home one evening after being out most of the day, and the outfit
wasn't bothering her too much, so she left it on after taking off her cover-up
clothes. Never had she gone so long in the outfit; 10 hours had passed since she
put it on. She later got ready for bed, and was still wearing the outfit, so she
crawled into bed, still wearing it. It had never crossed her mind to wear it to
bed, and the idea excited her for some reason. She turned out the lights and
immediately fell asleep.
Lori woke up around 3am with severe pain in her chest. She knew she would have
to remove the corset, so she turned on the light and got out of bed. When she
stood up, the pain lessened. She rubbed her waist with her gloved hands for a
few minutes as the material squeaked like leather. The pain faded and her chest
felt much better. As she began walking around the apartment, her back cracked a
few times, then she felt fine. Upon returning to her room, she felt very little
pain, so she turned off the light and crawled back into bed and fell asleep.
The next morning she woke and got out of bed. The outfit was still on her body,
and she had forgotten that she was even wearing it until she rolled out of bed
and her stiletto heels met the floor. It thrilled her that she went so long
without removing the outfit, and she became extremely aroused. She felt the
corset with her hand and rubbed her chest. It excited her immensely. She placed
her hand below the corset and began rubbing herself, and fell back onto the bed.
The excitement was incredible. She breathed heavily and rubbed herself between
her legs, harder and harder. Her gloved hand slid smoothly on her nylons, and an
orgasm exploded -- lasting 20 minutes as she continued to rub herself. She lied
on her bed for an hour, recovering, and thinking about what just happened.
Nothing like this ever turned her on so much, and she was in heaven.
The day passed, and the outfit was still locked onto her body. She was tempted
to wear it to bed again, but thought she had better remove it since she had been
wearing it for over a day and a half. The disk was still in the corset, and she
slid it out and pressed the button. The corset loudly snapped open, and
everything unlocked from her body. This time, the pain in her chest was
unbearable, and she wrapped her arms around her chest and waist trying to
relieve the pain, but it wouldn't stop. She squeezed the disk again and the
clothing locked shut. The pain slowly faded away. Lori sat on her bed, breathing
heavily, rubbing her waist, and wondering what she was going to do. She knew
that she couldn't leave it on. After rubbing her waist and chest for about 20
minutes, she tried again, and pushed the button. The corset snapped open and her
chest exploded with pain. She screamed and tried to relieve the pain, but it got
worse. The disk fell out of her hand and onto the floor. She tried to bend down,
but the pain was unbearable. She lifted her foot and used the high heel on her
boot to push the button. She stood on the disk and it clicked. The corset locked
shut, and the pain slowly faded away once again. Lori picked up the disk and put
it into her corset pocket. Her chest was still a little sore, so she rubbed it
for a while before crawling into bed. She lied there, thinking about the outfit
on her body, and what she was going to do, and finally fell asleep.
The morning arrived, and Lori crawled out of bed. Nothing woke her up last
night, and the corset was still locked tightly around her waist. She placed her
gloved hands on her waist, and realized that she could almost close her thumb
and middle finger completely around her waist. It had gotten tighter over night.
The distance between her fingers around the corset was at least an inch smaller.
This began to frighten her, and she knew she had to get the corset off. Her feet
hurt, so she rubbed them through the boots, and the pain faded. She had to try
again, and had an idea. She walked into the living room and removed the disk
from her corset, placing it on the table. Then she quickly ran towards her
bedroom as fast as her stilettos would take her, and the corset snapped open
loudly as she fell onto her bed.
She lay there squeezing her chest, rolling around on her bed screaming, as the
pain exploded through her. The disk was in the other room, and it was impossible
to get to it in her state of pain. All she could do was stay on her bed and
fight the pain. After about 10 minutes, it slowly started to fade, but she was
still in a lot of pain. She continued rubbing her chest, and after about an hour
she could sit up. Even thought she still hurt, she was relieved to finally be
free and pulled the corset from her body. Lori pulled the gloves and managed to
work them off her arms. Then she slid the boots off her feet, and they
immediately began to hurt, but it was nothing compared to the pain earlier, and
it faded in a few minutes. She rubbed her feet for a while then stood up. Her
calves were stiff from being in the stiletto boots for so long, so she had to
walk on her toes until she could stretch her calves better. Her back cracked
every few steps for about an hour, and she sighed with relief with each crack.
She returned to her room, sat down and peeled off her nylons. They were damp
from being sealed between her legs and the boots. She fell back on her bed and
fell asleep, relaxed.
The outfit and the people who designed it were on Lori's mind. She decided to
make a call to Roger at the lab to see if he had any news. In her purse she
found the number of the lab, and made the call.
"Hello Roger! It's Lori. How's everything?", she asked. "Hello there!
Everything's going well. We're slowly figuring out a few things, but most of it
is still a mystery. We've been working nonstop trying to analyze that material,
but have pretty much given up on it. A friend of mine in the nuclear testing
area tried a few things with it as well. He placed one of the smaller artifacts
in a reaction chamber and exposed it to both a fission and a fusion reaction.
The artifact wasn't damaged at all. It's incredible. Also, the material has some
other strange characteristics. The tarp we found was unintentionally left
covering a fallen leaf from a plant in one of the labs. When we discovered the
leaf under the tarp, we found that the leaf didn't age. The other fallen leaves
were all old and dried up, but this leaf looked as if it had just fallen. With
further testing, it was discovered that the material prevents aging and growth
of new cells. This stuff is incredible. And remember that box that we couldn't
open? Well, one of the guys found some sort of keyhole in a well hidden
compartment. We can't find any key, but a small section of the lid to the box
slid off when he tried to pick the lock. It exposed some strange pictures and
writing. The pictures are of a beautiful woman holding a coin. Quite strange,
really."
Lori swallowed hard. "What does the woman look like? What is she wearing?", she
tried to ask calmly. "I'm not sure what she's wearing really. Her waist is very
small though, and she's wearing really high heels. We're trying to figure out
the writing and have had pretty good luck with it. We think it's about the coin,
and being in total control. It mentions that something is completely impossible
without the coin, and the word `impossible' is heavily stressed. It seems pretty
meaningless really. It probably means that you can't have women if you don't
have money.", he chuckled.
Lori took a deep breath. She knew what it all meant. "Wow. That is bizarre. I'd
like to know what else you find out. Maybe I'll call back in a few weeks." "That
would be great. We should have more answers by then. It was great hearing from
you. I'll talk to you in a few weeks then. Bye!", he replied. "Goodbye.", she
said as she hung up the phone.
Lori sat and thought about the conversation she just had. Being locked into the
outfit, and at the mercy of another person to remove it. At least they designed
the outfit such that it couldn't be accidentally locked on for life. And the
material prevented anything from aging. That explained why there was no odor
when she wore the outfit for long periods of time, and her nylons never wore
out. Her fingernails weren't growing much lately, either. It must be the gloves
which are responsible, since they were being worn so much. Her waist was
beginning to take the shape of the corset. Since the corset was getting smaller,
it must be automatically maintaining a constant tightness around her waist since
her waist was getting smaller. She thought of how terrible it would be to be
unable to remove the outfit. The words 'impossible' stuck in her mind. It meant
that the people created the outfit such that is was completely impossible to
remove without the disk. Lori shuddered at the thought.
Lori didn't want to think about the outfit; it scared her. All she could imagine
was how powerful it was. They were a strange people, and probably destroyed
themselves.
She went 2 weeks without wearing it, but was getting anxious. She almost felt
naked without it, and even felt uncomfortable without the heels. Her feet had
already began taking the shape of the boots -- the short pointed toe and the
high arch. She had to see the outfit and feel it again. The more she thought
about it, the more excited she became. Feelings of arousal were stirring within
her, and the pleasure it had brought her. She couldn't resist any longer.
It was in the bottom drawer of her dresser, as gorgeous as the day she first had
seen it. She removed the outfit from the drawer and set it on her bed. There
still wasn't any sign of wear. The locking mechanism was such a mystery, and she
looked at the opening on the corset trying to see how it locked shut, but had no
clue. She rubbed her hand across the corset, along the outside, then the inside,
and held it against her chest. Her breathing became heavy, and she unbuttoned
her shirt and jeans. She removed her shirt and slid her jeans off, and held the
corset against her bare chest. It felt intoxicating, and she sighed loudly. In
the top drawer were a pair of new black nylons, and she quickly grabbed them and
pulled them up her legs. She slid the boots on and up to her thighs, and rubbed
her hands down the shaft of the boots, stopping at the stiletto heels. She stood
up and took a few steps in the boots. At first, she used to have difficulty
walking in the high heels, but after hours and hours, day after day, and with
the help from the inserts she got used to it. The corset was next, as she picked
it up and put it around her chest. She was getting so excited that she had
forgotten about the fear and pain it had caused. The gloves slid up her arms up
to her shoulders, and her breathing and heart rate were racing. She slid her
hand down the front of her corset, and slowly rubbed herself between her legs.
Her breathing increased as she began losing control of herself. She worked the
disk out of her corset and pressed it, and the outfit instantly locked tightly
onto her body. She screamed with excitement when the outfit locked shut and
rubbed herself faster. She dropped the disk and fell onto her bed, climaxing,
rubbing herself faster. The contractions lasted about a half hour as she
continued rubbing herself, then slowly stopped.
Lori lay there relaxing, fully content. She would wear the outfit again, but
would remove it at the end of each day. The same mistake wouldn't be made again.
The disk was on the floor somewhere, so she began searching for it. It was near
the dresser, and she picked it up and put it into her corset.
Lori spent the entire day in the outfit, and had a wonderful time. The forced
sway of her walk, the sound the outfit made as she walked, the sound of her high
heels -- just the feel of the outfit excited her. Her waist was so small --
smaller than ever before -- and she looked gorgeous. She felt the tight corset
with her hands, coming to realize how strong it really was, and how it felt to
have an indestructible device locked so tightly around her waist. It was getting
tighter. The outfit would never wear out.
Her feet hurt that evening, as did her chest, so she would definitely take the
outfit off. She slid the disk from her corset and squeezed it. The corset
exploded open, and the gloves and boots loosened. The shock of the corset
exploding open was something she would never get used to. She rubbed her chest a
little, noticing the shape of the corset that it was taking, as she sat to
remove her boots. Just as she was about to pull them off the phone rang. She
stood up and ran to the phone, dropping the disk on the way, but the phone
stopped after 1 ring. She turned around and bent down to pick up the disk in the
middle of the floor. As she walked back to her room, she stumbled slightly and
the disk slid between her gloved fingers. She grabbed for the disk as it fell,
and knocked it into her right boot. Her hand went after the disk, but she could
feel the disk slide down between her nylon'd leg and the boot. It slid smoothly
past her calf, down her ankle, and hit the surface of the boot where the heel of
her foot rested. Then it slid down under her arch and stopped under the ball of
her foot, between her foot and the gel insert. She carefully lifted her foot and
the disk slid further into the pointed toe of the boot. The tip of her toe was
barely touching the disk, and it was stuck in front of the gel insert. Standing
only on 1 foot, she lost her balance and used her right foot to regain
stability. Her toe pressed harder against the disk, and it clicked. The toe
tightened and pulled the disk away from her toe and into the front of the boot,
and the clothing locked onto her body.
"No!", she screamed as she fell to the ground and pulled on the right boot to
remove it, but it was locked tight onto her foot. She pulled harder, with all
her strength, but it didn't budge. Her heart was racing as she continued
pulling, screaming with fear. Many times in the past she tried removing the
boots without the disk, but gave up because she knew it couldn't be done. The
boots could never be removed without the disk, and Lori knew that. She stood up
and tried shifting her weight to activate the disk, but couldn't even feel the
disk anymore. Next she began kicking her heel downward to knock the disk loose,
but she still couldn't feel the disk. It was tightly locked into the pointed toe
of the boot where it would stay. She tried pulling the gloves off, but they were
locked on tight as well. She reached around her back with both hands and tried
to pull the corset open, but she could hardly get her gloved fingers between the
corset and her skin. After working her fingers under the corset, she pulled as
hard as she could. It didn't move at all. She tried to peel the gloves from her
arms again, but they were locked around her elbows and couldn't be slid off.
She sat down and shook. She was terrified. There was nothing that could remove
the outfit from her body except for the disk, and it was locked tightly in the
boot where it could never be activated. The distance between the disk and the
outfit would never exceed a few feet -- not nearly the 10 foot required for the
safety to unlock the outfit. She tried again to move her toes and feel the disk,
but it was no use. It was too tight to feel anything, and the disk was gone.
Lori sat for over an hour, trying to accept what had just happened. Fear ran
through her body, and she was in a state of total shock. She ran her gloved
hands across her tight corset, then down her boots. Her body shook because she
knew she was locked into the outfit for life.
Lori didn't get much sleep that evening. Most of the night she was awake, trying
to accept what had just happened. It was still hard to believe, and to accept --
she could never remove the outfit. She moved her toes and felt the slick surface
of the gel insert, but no disk. Finally, she fell asleep.
The next few nights went the same way, and she was getting sore. Her back, chest
and feet all hurt. The corset never felt loose; it was constantly tightening as
her waist became smaller. It sounded and felt like pavement when she knocked on
the corset with her knuckles, and was just as hard since it was so tight.
A few months passed, and Lori was beginning to adjust to the outfit. Her waist
was now only 22" around. Living in 5" heels was easier, but her feet still hurt
a lot, though the gel inserts made it less painful. There was still no visible
wear on the boots, and the bottoms were still not scratched.
When she took showers, the water ran off the material of the clothing leaving it
completely dry at all times. She cut her nylons off where they met the top of
the boots. The boots were slowly getting smaller as well. The whole outfit was
designed to maintain a constant tightness, and when the wearer adjusted, the
outfit adjusted as well. The toes were getting shorter and more pointed, and the
whole front of the foot was being forced back towards the heel so the heels felt
as if they were getting higher. The only things that weren't getting smaller
were the gloves, but they were still quite snug.
Many months passed, and Lori opened an erotic clothing store. It was necessary
to explain why she dressed the way she did. She would add a few items to give
the impression that her outfit changed.
Over 3 years had passed since Lori was locked into the outfit, and there was
still not a single indication of wear. It was part of her life now, and she
accepted it. The corset finally stopped contracting when her waist reached 20",
but it was still always tight.
It had been a long day, and Lori didn't get much sleep the past few nights due
to working late and getting up early. She was getting ready for bed and entering
her bedroom when her heel caught the carpet, causing her to fall hard onto the
floor. Her foot hit hard against the dresser. She stood up and stumbled to her
bed, and rubbed her foot. It felt sore, but she was able to walk. After she
crawled into bed, she moved her toes and felt something strange in her boot. It
was something loose in the toe. It was the disk! The fall against the dresser
must have knocked it loose. Since the toes of the boots were getting smaller
over the years, the disk must have become loosened and the jolt was enough to
set it free. Lori lifted her legs out of bed and sat on the edge of her bed. She
tapped her heel on the floor as she raised the front of the boot, and the disk
slid below her toes. She slowly forced her toes against the disk and it clicked.
The corset popped open loudly, and the clothing unlocked from her body. Lori
fell back on her bed as excruciating pain filled her chest and feet. After 5
minutes, she passed out.
Lori woke up, 4 hours later, with intense pain in her chest and feet, but not
like earlier. She lay there, rubbing her chest and felt the opening in the back
of the corset. It wasn't a dream! It was unlocked! She sat up and removed the
corset slowly, as the pain shot through her body. Her waist was so small it
scared her, but she was free of the corset. She slid the boots off and her feet
throbbed. They were a lot smaller, and her toes were pointed towards the middle
of her foot. The gloves took about 10 minutes to remove, and her hands looked
unchanged. Her fingernails hadn't grown. The disk fell out of the right boot
onto the floor.
After an hour of trying to relieve her pain, she stood up and found herself
unable to flatten her foot. The stilettos changed her ankles and calves such
that she couldn't walk. She found a box of 5" heels from the store and slid them
on her feet. Size 6 didn't fit; they were too big, so she found the smallest
size -- size 5 -- and found them to fit perfectly.
Lori picked up the disk and held it for a few minutes. Never did she think she
would be holding the disk again, as she slid it back into the corset and placed
the outfit back into the bottom drawer. She knew it would come back to haunt her
again.
It had been 5 months since she was free of the outfit, but was still unable to
walk without 5" heels. She was quite used to the heels, so they didn't bother
her anymore. At least she could take them off now, and that was enough. Her
waist was 22", and would stay at that measurement. She thought about the outfit
a lot, and was getting very anxious about it. One day, she gave in to
temptation. Lori opened the bottom drawer and removed the outfit. She had no
control of herself. She undressed down to a pair of nylons, and held the outfit
to her body. For over 3 years she was locked into the outfit, and still it
excited her. She brought the outfit with her to her bed and sat down. The boots
were first to go on. They slid up her legs smoothly over the nylons, and were
still snug in the toe. The gel inserts were still in the boots. Then the gloves.
They were always more difficult to wear, but she managed to work them up to her
shoulders where they belonged. She held the heavy corset in her arms for a while
then stood up, placing it around her waist and neck. There was still around 4"
of space between the openings at her waist. She slid the disk out of her corset
and held it in her gloved hand, teasing with the button, not sure if she would
press it or not, applying a little more pressure each time. The disk clicked and
the outfit locked tightly on her body. She could feel the boots tighten all
over, the gloves becoming snug, and the corset squeezing her waist tighter and
tighter. Her waist was smaller than ever, and she could feel it. She took a few
steps, bringing back memories of when she wore the outfit -- how it forced her
to walk a certain way with a certain sway. It felt wonderful, and she knew she
wouldn't be able to ignore the outfit. She held the disk for a few minutes, then
began to slide it into the pocket in her corset. As soon as she inserted the tip
of the disk in the pocket, something seemed to grab hold of the disk and quickly
pulled it into the pocket, making a sharp snapping sound. Lori quickly forced
her finger into the pocket, but the disk wasn't there. It was drawn into the
corset somewhere. She screamed, and pushed on the corset with her gloved hands
trying to find the disk, but it wasn't anywhere.
"NO! NO!", she screamed as she tried pulling at the corset. It was locked. This
time, the disk was locked somewhere intentionally. The outfit was designed to
lock on permanently to the wearer when the time was right, and that time was
now.

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