This is a story about something that happened about 2 years ago.
Firstly by way of introduction; my name is Natasha (or 'Tasha' to my friends). I know you guys out there like a mental picture, so here goes; I'm what a lot of people would describe as slim, 5'9" (but usually 5'11" in heels), long dark hair and brown eyes. I wish my breasts were a little bigger than my b-cup but then nobody's perfect, and I'm told I have nice legs.
At the time I was 32 and had been living with my fiancé Sean for about 6 months, although we'd actually been seeing each other for about 3 years.
I work as a systems analyst for a small software company. Sean is an accountant and also a bit of a history buff. He helps out at the town's little local museum every Saturday, he gets paid a small amount for it but that's not why he does it, and he would do it if he didn't get paid.
Anyway, that July, the museum had a Middle-Ages theme to its display. Sean was really proud of it as he had put a lot of time into pulling together the collection and then displaying it
Part of the collection was devoted to torture and related devices including a display with a set of stocks.
As part of the need to raise funds Sean had the idea of setting-up the stocks in their own little area, on a "grassy mound" (carpet) so that visitors could pay to have their photos taken in the stocks.
Sean being Sean had different ideas for me; and told me how he wanted to lock me in them while we had sex. I wasn't sure about having to do it in the museum but I was game for the rest.
Since Sean usually opened-up on a Saturday, he had his own set of keys. So Friday night, we parked-up a little away from the building and walked there, giggling like a couple of teenagers.
Sean put his key in the lock and fiddled with it but the key didn't turn as expected. ". Mary didn't lock the door" he cursed as he opened it.
"Why on earth doesn't she check it? That's the second time she's done that." he mumbled as we entered, Sean closing the door behind us.
"You best stay here for a moment, I'll just have a quick look around to check everything's OK, just in case." With that, Sean wandered off having only put-on the small light in the corner.
He returned a minute or so later, having turned on some more of the lights."Everything looks fine" he said in a hushed voice.
Sean locked the door and then took my hand and led me through some of the displays until we came to the stocks. "Remember, we need to keep the noise down a little."
We kissed for a while and then Sean lowered the zip on the back of my dress. Knowing what we had planned; I wore my stockings and suspenders, a matching pair of knickers and decided against a bra.
My dress was soon next to his backpack on the floor. Sean gave a smile of approval before leading me over to the stocks and lifting-up the top bracket.
"I must warn you that prisoners in these were frequently taken advantage of." Sean joked, putting on his museum guide voice.
"I certainly hope so." I replied putting my head over the central dip and my wrists over the ones either side of my head. I'm not sure if it was normal for stocks to be quite this short or whether this one wasn't full height, but I had to bend-over at almost right-angles - I could only imagine how I looked from behind and how much Sean would appreciate the view!
Sean then lowered the top part trapping my hands and head and although it seemed a little unnecessary he then closed the latch preventing me from lifting the top part off by myself.
That was it, I was literally his for the taking and there would be nothing I could do about it - I could feel myself getting wet at the prospect.
After rummaging in his backpack behind me, Sean produced a microphone setting it on the floor in front of me. He then trailed the wire across the floor and plugged it into the security camera up on the wall not far from me.
"I'll be back in a moment." Sean said as I heard him walking away behind me.
My nagging doubts about the wisdom of recording our little rendezvous on the museum's security system resurfaced, but it was a little late for that now.
A minute later the main light above me came on and then I noticed the camera on the wall turn to face me, and was probably zooming-in. I must confess that despite my misgivings, I was extremely turned-on and couldn't wait for us to get started.
In the background I heard Sean stumble over something in the office, I smiled thinking that it was probably as he tried to quickly get out of his trousers; and to think he'd just told me to keep quiet!
Moments later he returned and stood behind me, clearly enjoying the view. I then sensed him move closer and at last felt his hands on me. He started gently caressing my back and then around to my breasts, running his hands over them. Sean is normally gentle with his love-making, although very occasionally he will play a little rougher. This was obviously going to be one of those occasions because he then pinched my nipples...HARD. I gasped in surprise.
Apart from being a little painful, it also seemed to intensify the tingle in my pussy; boy did I need his cock in me!
After tormenting my nipples some more he shifted his attention to my ass, running his palms over the cheeks and then grabbing hold of my knickers (which were I'm sure soaked by now) and slowly pulling them down my stocking-clad legs. He then allowed me to step out of them before they joined my dress on the floor.
Being totally helpless to resist him (not that I wanted to) was a huge turn-on, as was the fact that I couldn't even see him or what he was doing.
Then I felt him kneel down behind me.
Sean then urged me to spread my legs much further apart, which I did, and then he shuffled forward between them.
I had never been eaten-out while standing-up before so this was going to be a new experience.
Unlike his normal slow build-up, Sean spread my lips with his hands and went straight for my clit with his tongue.
The sensation was a little too much and I desperately squirmed to try and avoid his tongue. Sean let go with his hands and used them to tightly hold my legs still.
Fortunately the movement caused his tongue to move away slightly and by the time it found its way back I was able to enjoy it.
Realising that I had stopped squirming, Sean then reached one hand forward and started caressing my left breast.
Although my breasts are not that big, I have quite large and prominent nipples. They are also very sensitive, Once or twice; Sean has even managed to make me cum just by playing with my breasts alone.
With my excitement level at a high before we'd even started, it wasn't going to take much of this to make me cum.
My legs were soon starting to tremble and I was trying to move my pussy hard against his tongue.
Sensing I was about to come, Sean took my nipple between his finger and thumb and pinched hard.
"Oh, fuck!" I gasped as my body exploded in orgasm.
Sean wrapped his left arm around my left leg and held me tight while he continued his assault on my clit and nipple.
The sensations were intense and my body started bucking involuntarily back and forth against his face.
This was the first time Sean hadn't stopped when I came. The fact that he kept going not only seemed to prolong my orgasm but also then felt like torture afterward as everything became hypersensitive.
I pleaded and pleaded with Sean to stop. Eventually he did and for the moment at least I felt absolutely drained.
I then heard his zipper; (obviously he hadn't got undressed earlier), this was soon followed by the feeling of the tip of his cock pushing slowly into me.
"Hey just because we're playing around, doesn't mean we stop using protection." I said, slightly surprised by the feeling of his naked cock.
I'd had a few problems with the pill and had to stop using it, so as much as we both hated them, condoms were the order of the day - or at least they were supposed to be. Sean obviously had other ideas for tonight.
