Claire Alone in the House

claire, alone in the house

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Wednesday night, which meant Scout night. Our son was on his way to his Eagle rank; we were very proud of him.

Being a Leader in the Troop meant that I attended also, but tonight I was going to play hooky.

About 6pm I stood behind her chair and I whispered in claire's ear, as she was watching the TV, "Go into our bedroom and get undressed."

she looked at me with a quizzical look and I said, in the same whisper, "I'm not going tonight, I want to spend some time with you."

she smiled, stood and went down the hall. I went to my son's room and told him it was time to get ready. He already had his uniform on. He asked why I wasn't in uniform, and I told him I was not going to the meeting, that I had something to do here.

"We'll leave in a minute."

Going into our bedroom I found claire naked sitting on the edge of our bed (she had undressed in a hurry). This brought a smile to my face. her nipples were quite erect, poking out nicely and her chest was slightly mottled and flushed. I took her by the hand and pulled her to her feet. My nose picked up a certain musky scent. I sniffed a couple of times then ran my finger down the center of her pussy. "Hmm," I thought to myself: already she was quite wet.

she had no idea of what I going to do her, but she was obviously excited and aroused and anticipating her unknown future.

From its place on her side of the bed I retrieved her little stool. The stool was designed with the same proportions as a normal sized stool but was only about 14 inches in height. I placed it at the foot of the bed.

Taking claire's hand I pulled her up and had her move to straddle the stool where she lowered herself to sit down. Because of the shortened height her thighs spread, her feet somewhat to the sides and behind her. she'd been in this position several times before, so she knew what fo do.

As she got comfortable her thighs spread, exposing the pink cleft of her sweet pussy. There was a sweet sheen as the light reflected from her wetness.

From our closet I pulled out our toy box. I unlocked it and lifted the lid. I rummaged for a moment and found what I wanted. I lifted one of our handcuffs and one set of the leg-irons. The leg-irons were useful because the cuff at the ends were larger than handcuffs, and so went comfortably around claire's ankles.

Kneeling behind her I placed the handcuffs on her wrists and the leg-irons on her feet. This made it so she could not stand, and not be able to bring her legs in front of her. she was comfortable, just not able to move while keeping her balance.

she was again whispering, asking what I was going to do her. "Something you'll like," was all I said.

I took a moment to run my palms over her nipples. She drew a deep breath, as the friction of the skin on my palm against her nipple had to be an slight abrasive sensation.

I knelt in front of her and gently pushed my middle finger down the length of her pussy, and I raised my knuckle so that it pressed against her clit. she moaned and her eyes rolled up into her head.

I did that a couple of times more, feeling her wetness increasing. I stood up, standing tall over her. her head lifted, her eyes looked up at me.

"I'm going now, I'll be back in a few minutes, babe."

"Wait, you're going to to leave me like this, alone in the house?"

"Yes, I'm leaving you alone, cuffed and naked. I"ll be back."

I leaned over and kissed the top of her head.

I opened and quickly closed the bedroom door,, making sure our son was not in the hall. Passing through the living room I made sure the front door was locked, and then went through the kitchen. He was already in the car, waiting on me. I securely locked the carport door, got behind the wheel and we left the house.

And claire was left in our bedroom, naked, cuffed, hopefully a little afraid and hopefully a lot aroused, and quite alone in the silent house.

As we left the neighborhood, I thought about other times I'd left her alone:

In our backyard tied to a tree after dark while I went back inside the house;

At Stone Mountain in the woods, on a bed of pine straw, tied and blindfolded, as I wandered off;

At a motel in Kentucky, after I tied her hands above her head to the clothes rod in the closet; and stuffed her panties in her mouth, I closed the closet door and read my book for a while.

And of course the most outlandish thing I'd done to her (yet), leaving her naked in the car, in the middle of the grocery store parking lot under a street lamp at 2am, while I went in for some milk. she had nothing to cover herself as I had put everything in the trunk..

In my mind tonight was different. Even though she was in a locked house, I was driving about six miles away, leaving her very much alone. I had thought about blindfolding her, but I wanted her to look around, and in the silence, contemplate her solitude.

I dropped our son off at the Scout Hut, then headed home. I pulled into the carport and killed the engine. It was still full daylight. I went into the kitchen and I got undressed, leaving my clothes over a kitchen chair. My erection preceding me, I walked down the hall and went in our bedroom.

claire was exactly as I'd left her, half kneeling, half sitting on the little stool. she didn't say anything, just sort of wiggled, moving her hips back and forth, swinging her beautiful breasts side to side.

What to do, what to do?. she loved her breasts being tortured so I figured that's where I'd head.

I knelt in front of her, putting my hands on her tits. her eyes followed my hands. Using my fingers I gently squeezed her nipples, slowly increasing the pressure. I took a couple of minutes, but continued to squeeze. After a couple of minutes I started to really punish her nipples, and her.

When claire was really aroused, she loved to have her nipples played with. she wanted me to be rough with her breasts, to have her nipples squeezed and twisted. A couple of memorable times she asked me to to treat her so hard that I could consider what I was doing as cruelty. As she put it, she wanted to be sore the next day. I was glad to do as she asked.

I settled on my knees which put me on a level with her breasts, which gave me access to her.

I took her entire breast in each hand and gripped as hard as I could. her nipples poked out between my fingers and as I gripped her globes, my fingers tightened on them.

claire moaned. A deep moan.

After a couple of minutes of that sensation, I took her nipples tighter in my fingertips. With this better grip, I pulled up, then I pulled down. Again, she moaned as I pulled her nipples up, up as high as her skin would allow me, then down towards her waist as far as I could go.

As I pulled I watched her eyes looking down, and her moans took on a higher pitch. her eyes were wide as I pinched and and pulled her nipples, and she focused as I squeezed both left and right. I paused a moment, then increased the pressure, pulling out and away from her chest, stretching her tits out, then squeezing even tighter. I wanted to cause her pain, and I pulled hard enough that she cried out and she had to lean forward to lessen the pain.

I paused, letting her nipples recover. her breathing was deep and she took in gulps of air. There was a slight whine in her throat. Then I tried something different.

I took each nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I concentrated and squeezed harder then ever. I tried to flatten her flesh as thin as I could. When her nubs were flatten, I started to twist, the left nipple in anti-clockwise motion and the right in a clockwise direction. Then after I could not twist her flesh any further, I reversed the direction.

This drove her wild. A scream tore out of her throat, and I was tempted to reach up and cover her mouth, but I didn't. As my circular motion could go no further I reversed and twisted again, striving to pinch harder. Then I stopped twisting and just simply pulled out and down, this pulled her forward. This time she had to lean forward so as to not lose her balance.

claire had been in her aroused state for about twenty minutes and I could easily smell her pussy. Backing away a bit, but still keeping my hands on her tits, I leaned down to look and I could see a definite pool of pussy juice on the seat of the stool. I reached around the back of her head and entwined her hair in my fingers. I pulled hard, pulling her head back and I leaned in for a kiss.

claire was hungry for the contact and she put just as much effort into the kiss as did I. I rotated her head as I endeavored to push my tongue deep in her mouth and her tongue battled with mine as the kiss went on for several minutes.

As I pressed her face to mine I put the hand not griping her hair between her legs and pushed my fingers into her slit. she moaned and rose a little, to allow me access to her pussy. she was extremely wet and even with the odd angle I was able to insert my middle finger into her, followed by my ring finger.

I couldn't reach deep but that was now not my purpose. I moved from front to back, causing her to moan and squeal. She was very much aroused and as I continued my twin assault, on her mouth and pussy, she was writhing on the stool, pushing her pussy down on my hand.

Then she stiffened and her mouth fell open and her orgasm hit her, and it hit her big. Her thighs gripped my arm, her pussy tightened on my hand, her mouth pressed harder into mine, and a long squeal came from deep in her chest. her breathing was ragged and she pulled away from my mouth to gather in more air.

It took several long moments for her to recover and her head fell forward onto her chest. she was breathing deeply, and I decided if one was good, two would be better. My hand was still trapped under her pussy, so I had no difficulty moving my fingers in her some more. I gripped her hair harder and pulled her head further back and I dropped my head down to her breasts.

I used my teeth to bite and clinch her nipples and I switched rapidly from left to right, nipping and biting and sucking as hard as I could on her entire breasts, giving her as much sensation as I could. (I noticed later that I left marks on her delicate skin.) I continued to pull her hair back and she was moaning and trying to talk, and I made sure I did not loosen my grip in her hair.

And I did not ease my attack on her cunt. Even though most of her weight was on her knees, she was raising up to allow more fingers in her, and I inserted a third finger into her hole and used my palm to rub her front, doing my best to press against her clit, sliding my palm as I pushed as deep in her cunt as there was space for me.

I left off using my teeth on her breasts and nipples. I moved to the curve of her neck and kissed and sucked that sensitive area.

This time her orgasm was slower to arrive but if anything it was more powerful. her head was hanging forward but as she got closer she raised up and stared me straight in my eyes. "Do it!" she cried in a hoarse voice. "Do it again to me!"

I lowered my head, took her left nipple in my teeth and bit down fairly hard on her nub, bringing forth a scream. At the same time I squeezed her cunt, pressing the three fingers that were in her to the front while pressing my palm just above her clit. This sudden pressure on the front wall of her cunt drove her over and she screamed again and I had to use my head to help her keep her balance, to keep her from falling forward.

her breathing was deep and intense, and she gasped as she pulled the air into her lungs. her head had come to rest on my shoulder and she stayed there, with almost all of her weight on me. I freed my hand from the tangles of her hair, and I gently soothed her, running my hand from the top of her head and back.

At the same time I slowly withdrew my right hand, pulling my fingers from her depths. claire whined as she felt herself become empty. she had produced so much pussy juice that my palm was filled; the stickiness covered my hand from the tips of my fingers to my wrist. It was a sensation to move my hand from the blazing heat of her cunt to the coolness of the air in front of her belly.

I paused, then slowly moved my soaked hand up to her lips. I forced my fingers between her teeth and then into her mouth, gently caressing her tongue. Involuntarily, without awareness claire started sucking my fingers, taking her pussy juice into her mouth and swallowing the liquid that her pussy had produced.

she had tasted her pussy many times, most often off my face after I had spent time between her thighs, and now her eyes were closed as she licked and nuzzled and swallowed the beautiful tasting liquid that her pussy had so generously produced.

her breathing had calmed almost to normal, and I continued to hold her, making sure she kept her balance as the last of the orgasm faded away. I rose, stepped into the bathroom and got her a cup of water, which she gulped down. she sorta slumped on the stool, her chin to her chest, her shoulders relaxed, her eyes closed and she had a general attitude of exhaustion.

I was still standing in front of her. she looked up at me, a somewhat bleary look in her eyes.

"Is it time for you to go?" she spoke in a soft voice.

"No, I got a few minutes and there is something else I need to do."

I leaned over and kissed the top of her head, in the tangle of her hair. I ran my fingers through the strands on the top of her hair and once again entwined my fingers in her soft curls on the crown of her head. I pulled and tilted her head so she was looking up at me, but especially at the hard cock that was inches from her face.

"Open your mouth."

her mouth fell open and not being gentle I used my right hand to guide the head of my cock into her oral cavity, instantly appreciating the warmth and the wetness. I could feel her tongue on the underside.

Holding her head tight, motionless, I started to move my hand back and forth, slowly starting to jack off into her mouth. she held her mouth open. I could feel the warmth of her breath on me and that just turned me on more. I held her head as still as I could, taking care not to bump my fingers against her lips.

"This isn't going to take long, baby, you've me really turned on."

Then she whispered, "Are you going to come in my mouth, make me swallow?"

(claire was not a big fan of swallowing my cum, so I never pushed the issue, though there were times I admit I did get carried away.)

"No, I'm not, in fact close your mouth, and keep your eyes open, wide open."

With that, I increased the rhythm of my hand, making my grip on her hair tighter, doing my best to keep her head still.

There were no sounds from the house, except for the sound of the friction of my hand around my cock. But then there appeared a slight groaning and that was coming from me. I could feel the electricity building from the base of my cock, and reveled in the sensation as the feeling slowly moved up my shaft towards the head.

I started to breath heavier and my grip in claire's hair strengthened. "Keep you eyes open! I want you to see!" The tip of my cock was about two to three inches from her nose, as I tried to center in her face.

I could hear her breathing getting quicker and then I lost track of where I was.

I felt the muscles contract and then burst as the first spurts jetted out. My aim was good: I hit claire's face right between her eyes. she jerked, twisting hard but my hand in her hair was tight and she could not move much, other than a slight side-to-side.

As my cum hit her she squinted a little. "Keep your eyes open, I said!" her eyes popped back open. in time to catch a a large dollop of white cum splash on her eyelid. she grunted at the contact.

My time sense was gone, so I'm not sure how many spurts hit her but after I calmed a bit I'm proud to say that everything I had had hit her in the face. My hand slowed and I wiped the last of my cum on her chin.

It was perfect: her face, from forehead to chin, was covered. her cheeks were pasted, her nose had a wide coating. her lips were shiny with the wetness. her left eye had taken a large dollop and she was squinting. I used my cock to wipe her eye and then I wiped that under her nose, on her upper lip.

My breathing had returned to normal but claire's was still rapid. I leaned over and kissed her on the part in her hair. I knelt and looked at her; she was beautiful, face covered in my cum and and still panting.

"It's time for me to go, baby."

"Aren't you going to wipe me off?"

"Nah, I'll take care of that I get back."

"No, please, don't leave me like this!"

"Back in a few, sweetheart."

I stood, opened the door and closed it behind me. I picked up a dishcloth and wiped myself off and then got dressed. I went out the carport door, making sure I locked it behind me. I drove out of our street, thinking about claire, cuffed and naked in the soundless house. I shivered at the thought of her kneeling in our bedroom, face covered in my cum. I knew that my liquid was starting to drool down her face, and that her beautiful breasts were soon to be covered also.

I took my time getting back.