Unexpected Visitor (FM/MF)

[DaiquiriClub]

How well can you possibly know someone? Think you are thick as thieves? Joined at the hip? Even people you are THAT close to will surprise you every once in a while.

That's how Jen and Heath were, at least until Jen went off to college. The hangouts slowly became less frequent during that first year she was away, but they did still keep in touch through text. It was frustrating to Heath, but what could he do? It was his gap year to figure out what the hell he could see himself doing for the rest of his life.

Fast forward to the next year and Jen had grown distant, now hanging out with what Heath called the "cool crowd." She was always out partying with that rich chick Tori or some other buddies of hers. Strangely enough, she would never tell Heath what happened at those parties, even though she used to be such a fountain of information.

One lonely Friday after his shift at the auto shop ended, Heath felt something pulling at him to reach out to Jen. It had been a while since they had actually seen each other, and he wasn't one to want to lose a good friend.

After a quick drive, he was sitting out in front of her house, hands gripping the steering wheel.

"Come on, she's your friend. What's the worst that could happen?" Heath muttered to himself, "Oh, I'm busy, can you come back tomorrow? At least then it'd be a plan."

With a quick "fuck it", he climbed out of his car and made his way to the front door.

*ding-dong*

Nothing happened for nearly a minute or two. No one answered the door. No one even acknowledged the doorbell. Heath knew there was someone inside as the lights were on, but it was eerily calm.

*ding-dong*

With a huff, he was about to give up, but he caught sight of some movement inside. Could it be his friend?

A couple seconds later, the lock on the front door clicked and opened as Jen stood in the doorway, looking a tiny bit disheveled.

"Heath! Um... what're you doing here?" she asked.

"Quite a way to greet a childhood friend," he replied, his hands in his pockets.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting... well... anyways, come in."

As he entered, Heath could not help but notice that Jen was wearing quite the mishmash of clothes. A baggy hoodie hung from her shoulders, but he could still see something rather strange peeking out from beneath it, something that she seemed to be trying to hide.

A shiny latex skirt.

"Did you have something fun planned for the night?" he asked.

Almost like she guessed that the skirt was showing, Jen tugged the hoodie lower as inconspicuously as possible, replying, "If by 'fun' you mean watching a movie and drowning myself in ice cream because my partying plans fell through, then yes."

"If you wanted some company, you could've just asked."

"Hadn't really crossed my mind."

Now that did not sound like Jen at all. She was always a planner. ALWAYS. Sooner or later, the other shoe would have to drop. He was sure of it.

"Need some help picking out a movie?" he asked, noticing the television wasn't even turned on.

It almost looked like Jen felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her. Very quickly, she said, "No no no, I can do that myself. Just get the TV set up and I'll be right back," before hurrying up to her bedroom. All Heath could do was shrug his shoulders.

It was all so weird.

Luckily for him, he wasn't too far away from being able to find out why.

As the movie droned on and on, Jen became more and more tired. Whether it was from boredom or actual sleepiness, Heath wasn't sure, but he also didn't really care. His curiosity was at an all-time high, and once his friend's head lay back on the couch, he ever so carefully stood up and crept out of the living room.

His mind was racing as he tiptoed his way up the stairs toward his friend's bedroom. He really needed the questions that were popping up in his head to just go away.

As he reached the door, he took an extra moment to press his ear to it. With the movie still playing downstairs, he wanted to make sure where certain sounds were coming from. Luckily for him, it seemed like the room was pretty quiet, prompting him to open the door.

At just a brief glance, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Just a regular bedroom for a regular 20-something-year-old girl. However, as Heath stopped and observed, he began to notice some things that stood out to him...

Several piles of clothes strewn on the bed.

Thigh high leather boots haphazardly discarded on a chair.

A calendar planner book sitting in the middle of the floor along with several notebooks.

"Geez, Jen, college is really making you messy..." he muttered.

*thmp*

*tap* *tap*

Two sounds immediately caught Heath's ear once he stepped into the room. They were quick and barely noticeable, so quick that he almost thought his brain was playing tricks on him. Whatever the noises were, they had seemed to be coming from the far side of the room where Jen's closet stood.

*thmp*

One of the sounds happened again, definitely from the closet's side of the room. Taking a deep breath, Heath didn't know what to prepare for, so he clenched a fist, ready for anything. His heart pumping so fast that he could swear he could hear it, he reached out his hand toward the door handle and pulled it open.

A rather audible gasp escaped his mouth before he clamped his hand over it.

Inside the closet were two people, a man and a woman dressed head to toe in extremely tight latex outfits. Even if they wanted to, they wouldn't have been able to stop Heath from opening the door. Belts had been wrapped around their ankles, knees, and thighs to keep their legs from moving much, and other belts were wrapped around their upper bodies, for the woman above and below her breasts. From what Heath could see, it seemed like their arms were stuck inside what he thought was a device called an armbinder, something he'd seen maybe two or three times online. Ropes seemed to have been hastily wrapped underneath their shoulders and tied to the clothing rack above them, forcing them to stay standing. Their heads, covered in latex hoods, also had blindfolds that seemed to attach to the hood itself. Massive rubber ballgags filled their mouths as drool dripped down their chins and onto their latex-clad bodies.

"Holyshitareyouokay?" spewed Heath as quickly as he could. Even he could barely recognize what word salad he had just said. With his heart beating out of his chest, he reached forward to remove the ballgags from the now-mumbling captives.

As soon as the rubber ball was removed from their mouths, both the man and the woman each had to take a moment to catch their breath and stretch their jaws a bit.

"Are you two okay?" Heath asked again, this time much slower.

To his surprise, both the man and the woman nodded their heads in exhaustion.

"Whew... yes, we're... we're alright," answered the man.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Heath, completely confused.

"I'd say a water break."

In the doorway of the room stood Jen, now awake and holding two glasses of water. To Heath's astonishment, she seemed rather calm, treating this like it was just like any other normal situation.

"Open up, I've got some water for you two," she said, directing the two latex-clad playthings to drink.

"Thank you, Mistress."

Heath was about to say something, but Jen shushed him.

"Hand me those gags for a sec," she said, pointing at the ballgags that were still clenched in her friend's grip. He handed them over, feeling like he was stuck in a dream. He watched in a daze as Jen deftly slipped the rubber balls into the mouths of her latex subs and fastened them tight.

"Please, for the love of God, tell me what the fuck is going on...."

Jen let out a long breath, knowing something had to be said.

"Look, Heath... I know I haven't been as good a friend as I could be recently. College and work at the hotel have both been super busy, and I uh... started to explore a side of me that I wasn't able to before. You've sorta gotten lost in the shuffle, and I really am sorry about that."

"Does this 'side' of you include tying up people in secret?"

"Would you rather I do it in public? I think that'd raise a LOT more questions," Jen laughed, reaching into the closet and giving each of her subs a quick smack on the ass.

Heath winced, saying, "Be serious now, Jen."

Even as he stood there, trying to get answers for his own sake, he couldn't deny that the muffled moaning and groaning were starting to ignite something inside him that he wasn't familiar with.

"I would be serious, buuuuuut that bulge in your jeans makes me think you're focused on something else," she said with a cute smile and a wink.

Before Heath could say anything, Jen pulled off the hoodie, now finally revealing a latex crop top that just barely covered her breasts. Once he saw that and her exposed navel, he couldn't even think of the words he wanted to say. Even knowing that he was the only one able to see her right there in that moment, especially with the blindfolds obscuring her subs' vision, it just seemed to push him even further into his friend's realm of desire.

Resting her hand just above his waist, Jen asked, "Can I?"

All Heath could really do was nod as his breath caught in his throat.

Ever so slowly, she slipped her hand underneath his shirt and into his pants, reaching down and rubbing her palm and fingers over his ever-hardening cock. It felt so big to her! With a firm push, Jen soon had Heath laying back on the bed, pants unzipped so she could see exactly what he was packing.

"Holy fuck, it's massive!" she whispered as she got on her knees at the bedside. It felt so good to feel him slide past her lips and fill her mouth. He was speechless about how voraciously she sucked his cock, almost like she was a sex-crazed slut.

Even as his hot friend knelt there, his cock deep in her throat as she bobbed her head up and down with a desire that could even rival his own, Heath still found himself with his eyes wandering over to the two still bound and still helpless subs. They could definitely hear the sounds of blowjob that Jen was giving him, and it seemed to arouse them even more too. As the sounds reached their ears, they squirmed even more in the doorway to the closet, seemingly even trying to hump the air itself. They moaned desperately through the ballgags as the drool continued to drip down their latex-clad bodies, coating the shiny surface in shimmering liquid. Now they were certainly not worried about being quiet.

And it just made Heath lose himself even more.

The writhing and the pleading.

The begging of undiscernible mumbles.

The light squeak of latex as arms and legs rubbed together.

The warm mouth that enclosed his cock.

There was no holding it back.

For Heath, time was both rushing by way too fast and far too slow. He could feel his muscles tense as wave after wave of an entirely new kind of pleasure coursed directly to his crotch. Almost instinctively, he clenched his fingers against the bed as Jen took every inch of his cock.

Every.

Single.

Bit.

For a second, he thought he was going to black out, but the sweet sensation of orgasmic release rushed over him right before he lost himself entirely. He could feel his cock pumping like a firehose, but Jen was not releasing his cock from her mouth until she took every bit of his load down her throat. When the pulsing sensation was over and she did finally pull away from his cock, she held open her mouth so he could see some of his cum inside her before she swallowed.

"Holy fuck..." was all he could say.


An hour, maybe two or three later...



"How's this weekend sound? I haven't got anything planned."

"I've actually got a party to get to, but I can send you the details if you want to come. You're always welcome to stop by though. Who knows, maybe you'll find something like this going on next time," Jen said with a giggle.

"Guess I'll have to stop by unannounced more often."

"Guess so! Could you get the that trunk cover for me please? Can't have the playthings being seen on the drive back."

"Mmmm mmmmph..."

After a quick inspection from Jen to make sure the knots were secure, Heath pulled the cover over the trunk area of his friend's SUV, completely hiding the writhing bodies of her hogtied subs. Their ballgags had been replaced with socks stuffed in their mouths with several layers of duct tape wrapped over their lips to seal them in. When Jen closed the back of her SUV, no one would even guess they were hidden in there.

"So.... if you don't mind me asking... where does this leave us?" asked Heath as he walked Jen to the driver's side door.

"Hmmm.... well, definitely past just being friends..."

Jen wrapped her arms over Heath's shoulders and pulled him into a quick kiss. Both of them could feel the warmth of each other's bodies as they were pressed together. They could see the want and desire in their eyes.

"Something about this just feels right," said Jen.

Heath smirked, saying, "Even with your little secret, or rather TWO secrets stashed in your trunk, I'd have to agree."

[YugoSK]

That was pretty hot! Will we see more of this? I hope, loved their dynamic

[DaiquiriClub]

That was pretty hot! Will we see more of this? I hope, loved their dynamic

Yes, there will definitely be more from Jen and Heath. All of my stories follow the same group of friends, so some may carry over their experiences to their interactions with others.

[harveygasson]

Only just spotted this story and have to say it's really good!

[jone123]

I don't know why I just came across this story.

I think its one of the best stories I've read in this website. Thank you for sharing and looking forward for more similar to this.

[Richman65]

Excelllent story. Really hot