WINNERS OF THE FALL '98 EROTICA CONTEST
SECOND PLACE WINNER

I'm Cathy, 33 years old, female, and married. I had been flirting with this guy named Don. I knew if I kept flirting with him I would get in trouble. He was married too. He wanted me. He had made that plain several times. I knew I was playing with fire.

He sent an envelope to me at work. It had one piece of paper inside. When I opened it I could tell immediately that there was a motel room key taped to the middle of the paper. Motel keys always have that huge head to them. At the top of the paper it said, "I will call later with instructions." I folded the paper back. I couldn't believe it. I had gone too far. Yet, this tremendous excitement was running through my body. This was exactly what I wanted to happen, and this was exactly what I couldn't let happen.

I sat there for several minutes with my mind wandering through thoughts of what if? What if I met him? I was scared. I was turned on. I was ready. I completely opened the paper and at the bottom it said, "P.S. I have no idea what this fits, but God I'd love to see the look on your face right now." Relief, disappointment, laughter, I felt all of these at the same time. He called me later that day, and we had a big laugh. However, he said never to be surprised if someday he sent me a real key. I accused him of wanting to fuck with my mind. He said, "I want to fuck with your body too."

We kept talking. We kept flirting. He started seriously trying to get me to meet with him. I told him I wanted to, but that I didn't know when I could. I was stalling. I knew I had to either go through with this or put an end to it. We had a long conversation on the phone and I agreed to meet him. My husband was out of town, and I had two days completely free.

He told me to park my car at the south end of a shopping center and walk to meet him at his car at the north end. I got into his car having no idea where we were going. We ended up in a motel about an hours drive away.

We ended up in each others arms, passionately kissing, needing. He sat me down on the edge of the bed and then walked over and sat in the chair in the corner. He said, "You're so beautiful."

I said, "Why are you over there?"

He said, "I want to see you."

I said, "You've seen me for months. Now you can touch."

He said, "Not yet. I don't know how to make love to you."

"What?"

"Oh, I know how to make love. I just don't know exactly how

to make love to you."

"I'll teach you as we go."

"I want you to show me first. I want you to make love to

yourself."

"Excuse me?"

"I want to learn how and where you like to be touched. I want to learn your rhythms, when you like it fast and when you like it slow. Have you ever thought about me while you pleasured yourself?"

"I don't have to answer that."

"Yes you do. You have to because you have reached out to me. We are about to share a great deal of ourselves with each other, body and soul. This is one small secret we should share first."

"Well have you ever thought about me when...."

"Yes. As a matter of fact, you're just about all I think about."

"Well, the answer to your question is yes, but I don't think

I can do it here, right now."

"Yes you can. Show me what you like."

Somehow I found the nerve to start undressing. He just sat there in that chair while I undressed on the edge of the bed. When I was completely naked I laid back against the bed, sliding over sideways so I could see him. I licked a finger and leaving it very wet I rubbed it in a circle around my nipple. I do this fantasizing about him licking my nipple. With my other hand I started gently rubbing my crotch. I certainly had his complete attention. He sat there, completely captivated, while I continued to work myself toward an orgasm.

He told me to talk dirty to him, to call him by name, to tell him how I wanted him, to tell him exactly what I wanted. I did it.

I said, "I want you to fuck me Don. I want you to fuck me now!"

Being so close to coming at my own hand I talked dirtier and more demanding than I ever have.

He said, "Do you ever get this worked up for your husband?"

"Fuck him," I said. "He doesn't know what he's got and he wouldn't know what to do with it if he did."

Before I came, he got up and grabbed my hands, stopping me. He kissed my fingers and told me to lay in the center of the bed. He proceeded to tie my arms to the headboard, then he produced a gag and gagged me securely.

He stood back grinning, gloating at his conquest. I wanted him and he knew it. He took his wedding ring off and looked at it. He said, "You know I bought this for five bucks. Oh, I'm not married. I just thought it would be easier to get you if you thought I was. Surprise."

He walked around to the head of the bed and reached down and brushed the side of my face. He said, "That's not the only surprise you have coming tonight. He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Leland, you'll never guess what I'm doing," he said. "I'm standing in a hotel room looking at the most beautiful woman I've ever seen tied to the bed. Is Johnny there, and Cody? It's just the three of you? Well, I guess four will be enough. I don't think she's ever done this sort of thing before."

I tried with everything I had to break loose. At first I thought he just wanted to boast to his friends. Then it became apparent that he wanted to share me with them.

Still on the phone he said, "Well, I don't know if she wants to or not. She's tied up and gagged at the moment. Besides, it doesn't matter. She's married. She can't tell anyone what happens here tonight without explaining how she got here in the first place, and I have a tape that explains that very well."

Don held up an audio tape that he pulled out of a small tape recorder he had all the time. "My God!" I thought. He had recorded me talking dirty to him. Me trying to talk him into fucking me. He said, "What was it you said about your husband? Fuck him?" He had this perverted, twisted look.

I had this knot of fear building in my stomach. He was right. I had painted myself into a corner. I was in way over my head. Whatever was going to happen tonight was going to happen. I couldn't do anything to stop it, and I couldn't say anything about it after.

Don was still on the phone, telling the other guys how to get there. He said, "So you'll be here in twenty minutes? Don't worry, I'll have her nice and wet for you. When you get here just wait in the lobby. I'll come get you."

He hung the phone up and looked me in the eye. He sat beside me and immediately put two fingers inside my vagina. He pulled them back out, sucked them briefly, and said, "You're already wet. You must be looking forward to this."

I rolled my head back and forth. Don seemed amused. He undressed and then began sucking my nipples and fingering inside me again. He got on top and fucked the hell out of me. I can't describe what I was feeling, fear, disgust, anger, shame, and yes, extreme sexual excitement. As mad as I was, I came anyway. Actually I came twice while Don was still on top of me. He finally came and settled down on the bed beside me.

He got up. Leaving me tied, he threw on pants and a shirt. He looked at me and looked at his watch. He said, "It's been more than twenty minutes. Do you want me to send them in one at a time, or all three at once?"

I couldn't believe he asked me. I just rolled my head away and wouldn't look at him. He came over, grabbed me by the chin and made me look at him. He slowly and carefully removed my gag. I didn't scream. He asked again, "Do you want me to send them in one

at a time, or all at once?"

I was almost crying. I said, "Please."

He said, "You must chose, Now!"

I turned my head away again, too ashamed to look at even him. I said, "One at a time."

He put the gag back in tight. Then he removed a leather blindfold from his bag and placed it on me securely. He untied my hands. I was too tired and too scared to fight. It didn't matter much. He quickly rolled me over and tied my hands securely behind my back. He said, "Sit up." I sat on the end of the bed and he left.

I almost jumped out of my skin when the door opened several minutes later. Someone walked in and shut the door behind them. He touched me, I jumped. He forcefully grabbed me by the arms and jerked me off the bed, forcing me to my knees in the floor. He removed my gag and immediately gagged me with his cock. Here I was on the floor of a motel room, sucking the cock of a man I had never even seen.

After a few minutes he pulled his cock out and put the gag back in. He then shoved my shoulders against the floor with my ass sticking up in the air. He got behind me. I felt something cool as he slid a lubed finger in my ass. Moments later he slid his cock in my ass. He reached around and fingered my cunt while he fucked me in the ass. We both came. I fell forward laying against the floor. He fell beside me. My biggest fear was what was next. There were still two guys waiting.

The guy beside me untied my hands. I was almost totally passive at this point. He removed my gag and rolled me over on my back. I reached up and removed my blindfold. It was Don, again! He was grinning and laughing. I couldn't help but laugh with him.

"You son of a bitch!" I said. "There are no other guys, are there?"

"No," he said. "You wanted to have sex with me. You didn't agree to have sex with anybody else. I only wanted to take you on the wildest sexual thrill ride I possibly could. How did I do?"