Ruby's Tale - Sex Stories

Ruby's Tale

... and my juices. I pulled them off the bed, revealing a rubber sheet underneath.

When the bed was re-made and the soiled pile put in the laundry room, I went back to get dressed. I felt like stomping in frustration. I had never been so turned on without release in my life.

The clothes were hardly clothes. The skirt was black and made of a thin, airy fabric. When I put it on, it just covered my pussy in the front and left the bottom curve of my ass cheeks exposed. The shirt was a tiny white tank top that looked like it would fit an 8-year old. I put it on and it stretched around my D cup breasts, hugging them but just covering my nipples, leaving the bottom half bare. I had to go in public like this?

I slipped on black ballet flats and went downstairs. Grandpa looked me up and down approvingly and waved me over. “Just one minute.” He handed me the car key and lifted my tank top. He produced a small suction bulb that he placed over my nipple to suck it into the shaft and rolled a small rubber band down around the base of my nipple. The pressure made my nipple bulge grotesquely and stand out bigger than I’d ever seen it. When the other nipple was done, he pulled the tank top down and admired my obscene nipples through the white fabric.

“Better hurry back, that’s gonna sting soon.” He handed me a list of six items and waved me out the door.

When I opened the car door, I saw that my Grandpa had installed a board in the driver’s seat with a thick, 7” dildo standing ...

... proudly on it. I thought about just moving it, but I noticed it was locked in place and I had no key.

The pressure on my nipples was increasing and I felt myself getting wet with anticipation. I lowered myself onto the dildo, letting it fill me and took a deep breath. It felt amazing. I shut the door and headed down the road.

Grandpa’s house was on a country road that wasn’t paved. The bumpy ride jostled the dildo inside of me and the potholes made me bounce, making the sensation even more intense.

By the time I pulled into the grocery store in town, I was panting and moaning in frustration. My nipples were starting to sting, just like Grandpa said they would.

I looked around to see if anyone could see me before I lifted off the dildo and got out. My juices were smeared on my inner thighs and the skirt I was wearing did nothing to hide it. I looked in the car for anything to wipe myself with, but the car was empty. Spotless.

I took a deep, jagged breath as I started walking into the store with my list. My heart was pounding and I started to shake. Would I be arrested for being dressed so inappropriately?

I saw a woman leaving the store with a bag and I panicked but kept walking, the stinging sensation driving me forward. I noticed the woman wearing a white, flowing sundress and wished I was more covered up. Then I looked closer and realized that the material was so sheer that I could see her entire naked body. It was like the dress was made out of a sheer white ...