Under Everyday Clothes - Sex Stories

Under Everyday Clothes

... neck.

I turned around to make it easy for her to fasten the buckle.

When she finished with it, she kissed my shoulder.

"I love seeing you this way, darling," she whispered, and another wave of vibration buzzed through me, many times more powerful than the last one.

My knees buckled under me, and I dropped down onto them.

Staying vertical was just not a priority among all that my muscles and nervous system suddenly had to contend with. Tingles of arousal spread outward, not just to my cock but through my whole body, bright enough to blind other senses.

Even though I knew how discreet the plug actually was, I could have sworn a person would be able to touch my hand, or my foot, or the top of my head, and feel the vibrations all the way from there.

"Aw, you really are pretty sensitive, aren't you?" said Siobhan, stroking the hair on my tingling scalp. "No wonder you couldn't handle yourself downstairs. That's okay, baby. Sensitive is the new strong. It makes a lot of things so much more fun."

My cock was back to struggling almost painfully against my clothes, and I reached down, just to adjust myself a little.

Siobhan smacked my hand away and pulled it behind me, followed by the other one.

"Mine now," she said, simply, and rummaged in her purse for a moment.

Soon, I felt one of my other favorite objects in the world close around my left wrist, and my right.

Though I couldn't see it from this angle, I knew it was a pair of fluffy love cuffs, ...

... almost a match for the collar, but in a slightly more vibrant shade of pink. They were nicely cushioned, but strong. I had struggled against them with all my strength on many an occasion, and never damaged either them or me.

"I'll be the one taking your clothes off," Siobhan said, crouching down beside me and unfastening my pants. "That way, I can make sure your special ones stay on."

She tugged the pants carefully but firmly down to my ankles, leaving everything else in place.

By my "special" clothes, Siobhan meant the baby-blue lace panties and stockings I'd elected to wear under my everyday clothes today. They were another little secret thrill that had seemed like the easiest thing in the world tokeep secret when I'd gotten dressed at home.

All I had to do was say no to swimming, and there was no reason for anyone here to see me undress.

Now, with the sunset light streaming in through Siobhan's old bedroom window, it was easy to imagine the party-goers catching a glimpse of me. It was only the angle of the second-story room, and the fact that Siobhan had not ordered me to stand directly next to the window, that was keeping me safe for now.

"I can't get over howcute you look in these!" said Siobhan, running her fingers up the thin stockings, over the bare strip of skin at the top, to the lace trim of the panties.

"Nor can I," I managed to say through the mind-addling vibrations, stretching out my legs and looking down at myself. The look always gave me a ...