An Unexpected Stop

We are on the way to the police station. I am so ashamed. What was I thinking running around naked, where someone could see me? What king of fool was I to let my husband take me so far from home. I should have been satisfied to indulge my fetish in my own backyard.

Suddenly the police car screeches to a stop, and I hear one of the cops say "Is that guy drunk or what?"

I look out the cop car window and I see a man weaving down the sidewalk, he falls down and then gets up, then falls down again. The cops hop out and go over to him as he lies in a heap on the ground. As soon as they touch him he goes berserk, and he begins to battle with both of the cops knocking them to the ground. He is going wild and even both cops cannot control the raging man.

I am struck by the fact that no one is looking at me right now. I decide if I can get away, maybe this can all be a bad memory. I see the handcuff keys on the cars center console in front of me. I turn around and grab the keys and climb out through the front seat and out the door. The two cops are still wrestling with the crazed man and do not notice me slip away down the street. I have the key in my hand, but not much else as the jacket fell off in the car as I climbed out.

I find a dark alley and head down it to get my bearings. I am a couple of miles from my house, and the thought of having to make my way home in my naked state scares me. It also arouses me and I curse my weakness at giving into my desire.

I move out of the alley and back into a residential neighborhood. There is a lot of light her to reveal my nakedness to the world, but also a lot of darkness. If I can make my way between the houses, and keep moving I should be back home by morning.

I wish that I could get these handcuffs off, but I need someone's help to do it. I move through a backyard. It is a blessing to be fully dark in this yard, only the moonlight to show how naked I am. I suddenly trip over something and I am thrown to the ground. I hear a male voice say, "What the fuck".

I don't answer, I lie still hoping that he will not see me, but he does. "What are you doing in my yard at this hour the man asks? I see that he is a young man maybe 20 or so.

"I am just trying to get home", I answer truthfully.

Looking closer he asks the obvious question, "Why are you naked?"

"I just need your help getting these handcuffs off" I say, ignoring his question.

"Handcuffs" has answers, “Why do you have on handcuffs?"
"Maybe I ought to go in and call the cops”, he continues.

"Please don't I beg him falling to my knees. I just want to get home. I will do anything."

His answer is the sound of his zipper being pulled down.

He moves forward and pushes his cock against my face saying, "Suck me off, and then I will take those cuffs off and let you go."

His erection pushes up against my lips and I open my mouth and engulf him. My pussy pulses as I give him a good blow job. I swirl my tongue around the sensitive head of his cock, licking the underside of his cock-head till he moans in pleasure. Then I take him deep into my throat sliding my mouth up and down the full length of his shaft, tightening my suction when I reach the head. He is a young man so he does not last long.

He starts groaning "fuck, fuck fuck," and then he pulls out of my mouth as he begins to ejaculate, spurting his load right in my face. His long streams of cum splatter all over my face, tits and hair. My pussy is on fire, and I wish that I could masturbate my excited clit and climax. My cunt is so wet I can feel my pussy lubrication running down my legs as I watch him spew his load of sperm.

He jacks himself eight or nine times delivering another splat of cum on my body, then his is done. I turn around and show him the key. He is faithful to his word and unlocks the handcuffs and I am free.