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From: "JeansWeb_UK" <jeansweb_uk@yahoo.co.uk>
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Subject: {ASSM} (NEW) Louise's New House Part 4 (F, Rubber, bond, solo)
Date: Wed, 15 May 2002 23:10:02 -0400
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I'm looking to find out if people still want to discover what happens to
Louise in
this story.  I've got some great ideas (from my odd point of view) and If
the response is good then I'll write some more.  If you want to tell the
author what you think - both good AND bad; jeansweb_uk@yahoo.co.uk is the
address.

NOTICE: This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity.  If you
are under the age of 18 or are offended by such material, DO NOT READ
FURTHER. This is a work of fantasy and is not meant to condone the belief in
the weird nor is it meant to encourage unsafe sex.  Remember that safe sex
is the stuff that includes some sort of latex.

This story is copyright 2001 by JeansWeb_UK. All characters and events are
fictitious.

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CHAPTER 4

Louise woke early the next day, slipped out of bed and headed for the
shower.  As she shampooed her hair her mind turned back to the amazing
encounter the previous night and her hand involuntarily crept towards her
pussy.  At her touch she was slightly shocked when she realized how swollen
her labia still were after the suction exerted on them by the dildos she had
rode last night.  Once she had finished her shower she towelled herself off
and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror.  Her pussy lips were indeed
swollen and when she pressed her thighs together her labia squeezed upon her
clitoris in a very pleasurable way.

Beginning to feel somewhat horny she thought about the strange garments that
were downstairs and how they might make her feel if she wore them to work
that day.  Without a moments further thought she made her decision and
headed for her elevator.  Strapping herself into the chair, her engorged
pussy lips settled easily around the rubber upright and she was greeted by
the vibrations as if it were an old friend.  Emerging into the kinky room
she strode over to the shelves she had gazed upon the previous night and
made her selections.  First she took a black inflatable vibrating dildo,
complete with an inflator bulb attached via a small tube and a wired power
control box.  Then she chose a butt plug which rotated whenever the button
on the control box was pressed.  Now that she had made her choice of toys
she needed something to hold them in place and opened the door to the closet
that contained the latex clothing.  Rifling through the various items she
spotted a pair of tight rubber cycle shorts and took them from the hanger.
After examining them Louise noticed that they had a stiffer, moulded rubber
patch over the crotch area with small latex fingers inside that would
stimulate her clit nicely.  "This will do perfectly", she thought as she
made her way back to the elevator.

Once back in her bedroom, she started to dress for the day's work ahead of
her.  The clothing was totally conventional - on the outside, at least.
Under her tight jeans she had liberally lubricated her crotch over which she
now wore the rubber cycle shorts, delighting on the massaging of her swollen
lips and clitoris as the stiff rubber pad slipped over her whenever she
moved causing the little fingers to stimulate her .  She put the two dildos
in her bag and headed for the door.  Even by the time she reached her car
she had started to become increasingly horny and was glad that the rubber
shorts she was wearing were hiding her increasingly damp crotch.  Because of
the lubrication she had applied, the cycle shorts had spread her labia and
slipped as far as they could into her pussy, increasing the rubbing of the
little fingers on her clit whenever she moved.  The tight jeans did not help
matters as they too helped to place more pressure on her pussy and
accentuate the gentle pleasure.

Louise arrived slightly late for work and raced into her office, hoping that
people who saw her would think that she was out of breath because she was
late, and not because of the crazy, insistent rubbing of her latex
underclothes.  All morning, the only thing that she could think about was
how she was feeling between her legs and wished she were in her house so she
could climb into her elevator, ride the kinky chair downstairs and try out
some more of the depraved equipment in her strange cellar.  While sitting
behind her desk, taking phone calls, typing, and doing all the usual mundane
work she was employed to do, she constantly ground her pussy against the
rubber pressed tightly against her crotch, but had to restrain herself from
coming since there were about twenty other girls who worked in her office
and although they were all engrossed in their own work, someone having a
huge orgasm right in the middle of the office just might have gotten
noticed.

After what seemed an eternity, lunchtime arrived and Louise did as best she
could to run to the restroom, locked herself in a cubicle and without even
taking off her jeans, rubbed furiously at her groin, imagining the wild time
she was going to have this evening when she got back home to her house, and
bringing herself to a thundering climax in less than a minute.

Partially sated, Louise didn't even attempt to clean herself up, knowing
that any juices she had created would be held underneath the latex shorts
and they actually helped the movement of the stiff rubber pad and flexible
fingers against her swollen lips and clit.  She walked to the canteen and
bought lunch, sitting on her own enjoying her private pleasure.  As she ate
lunch she thought about the two items in her bag and the more she thought of
them, the more she decided to use them this afternoon.

After her meal, she once again visited the ladies restroom and after
entering a cubicle and locking the door, pulled her jeans down.  She rubbed
her hands over her rubber clad lower half and revelled in the feel of the
stretchy latex sliding over her body.  With some reluctance Louise pulled
the sexy cycle shorts down to her knees and reached for the two toys she had
been carrying around in her bag.  First she coated the butt plug in her own
lubrication and gently pushed it past her sphincter.  It glided in smoothly
and as her hole clenched the narrower end of the rubber toy she moaned at
the feeling of fullness it gave her.  Then she slowly inserted the vaginal
dildo and as her pussy lips slid around it's shaft she closed her eyes and
breathed deeply, trying to fend off the approaching orgasm.  Once deeply
seated, she leaned forward so that the control boxes and inflator pumps were
out of the way and she could pull up the latex shorts.  Then she pulled her
jeans back up and arranged the wires and tubes so that once zipped up they
hung over the waistband at the front.  Louise had prepared for this and put
her bum bag on, routing the attachments into it.

Louise's eyes were wide with excitement as she walked slowly back to her
desk.  Sitting down pushed the butt plug even deeper and she shuddered with
even greater anticipation.  After sitting for only five minutes she could no
longer keep her hands away from the contents of her bum bag and gave the two
pumps a gentle squeeze.  The dildos began to swell and the feeling of
fullness inside her jeans increased.  A couple more pumps and Louise felt as
if her insides would explode.  As she began to turn the knobs that
controlled the vibration of the front dildo and the rotation of the ass plug
she had real difficulty in keeping herself from screaming in delight.  The
thought that kept running through her mind was that here she was, sitting at
her desk in an office full of people while all the time her insides were
being vibrated, pummelled and stretched by the now fully inflated
intruders - and only she knew anything about it.  After about half an hour
of intense stimulation, Louise could take it no more and rushed to the
restroom.  Almost before she could stagger into a cubicle her hands were
groping for the controls in her bum bag.  Turning both dials to their
maximum, Louise fell to her knees as the climax ripped through her body, her
mind whirling with the intense pleasure being felt from the two dildos that
shook and squirmed deep within her holes.  With some effort she even managed
to pump the small inflator bulbs a couple more times to increase the
sensations even more.

Kneeling on the lavatory floor, she came over and over again, the waves of
the orgasm rippling wildly throughout her whole body.  Once the orgasm had
begun to subside, Louise became aware of how she must look, should anyone be
able to see her.  She was kneeling on a cold, hard floor, madly pressing
through her jeans (and rubber shorts) at dildos in her ass and pussy,
punctuated occasionally with a twist of a control dial or a pump of an
inflator bulb.  For only a moment the thought shamed her, but this was
quickly overtaken by rationality, which confirmed her as an extremely
sensual being who enjoyed exploring her sexual side by using rubber clothing
and toys.  What on earth could be a better hobby?

Louise's mind gradually stopped swirling with lust and she, not without a
touch of remorse, deflated and turned off her two dildos.  Pulling her jeans
and the cycle shorts down she slowly removed them from her ass and pussy,
strangely feeling somewhat naked without them.  After cleaning herself and
her toys, she pulled the rubber shorts back up and seated the little fingers
where they should rightly be; tickling her clitoris.  This feeling was
accentuated when she zipped her jeans back up.  Since the inflatable
vibrator had stretched her pussy, the seam of the jeans and the latex shorts
were pushed deep between her lips.  In fact, the outlines of her labia were
clearly on display for all to see.  This thought, combined with the feeling
of the rubber fingers on her clit, only had the effect of turning her on
again.  Confident that she was in for an enjoyable afternoon, she stowed her
toys in her bag, pulled her jeans up a little more to increase the pressure
even more on her pussy and strode back into the office, swaying her hips a
little greater than was necessary since this heightened the stimulation.
Throughout the rest of the day Louise, in her ever-lustful state, ground her
crotch against the little rubber fingers that massaged her most sensitive
spot.  Gaining in confidence that no-one knew her secret she would even do
so while talking to others in the office, idly wondering if they had done
anything so depraved as she were doing at that very moment.

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reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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