The Mummy

It's getting near Halloween and it was time to decide what to be. I usually just get some fake latex scars and a tube of fake blood and see what happens. This year I was discussing what to be with a female co-worker, "Lyla", and she said I should be a Mummy. My response was that getting wrapped up in toilet paper wouldn't last and it was hard to do by myself. She said I had it all wrong and if I would stop by her place after work, she would help me do a dry run. This woman is a couple of years older than me and we are only good friends. None of our conversations have ever had any sexual overtones. We work in the casino business and "after work" means 2 am. Two nights later I went to her place and we got started. Lyla told me to strip down to my underwear to look more authentic and the stuff she was wrapping me in would be too hot if I was fully clothed. I thought, "yeah right" and I was just born yesterday. It turns out she was right! She had about 15 rolls of this stuff called Vet-Wrap. They use it to wrap horses legs. It's kind of a stretchy material that actually sticks to itself. Anyway I stripped down to my t-shirt and boxers and she got started. She started with my head and worked her around leaving slits for my eyes. I looked in the mirror and this stuff looked great! She kept going and loosely wrapped my neck and then proceeded to my shoulders. She told me to keep my arms straight down my sides and started to wrap a little tighter. When she got down to my waist I realized too late that my arms were totally strapped to my sides and only my hands were free. I cleared my throat and she sensed my apprehension as to what was happening. Lyla said, "Not to worry, nothing is going to happen", and then added, "that you don't want to happen". She kept wrapping across the top of my hands and right above my cock. Then, smooth as silk, she reached in through the opening of my boxers and pulled out my cock. Before I could say anything Lyla wrapped another layer flattening my balls against my legs with only a slit for my cock to be exposed. She then stopped and said, " Ok, nothing has happened and if you want me to stop, I stop now. However if you want me to finish you won't be disappointed. The choice is yours." Just the sight of my hard cock in her soft hand was too much. I nodded my approval. She quickly wrapped two more extra tight layers over my balls and then continued to wrap down to my ankles. Lyla lead me over to the couch and helped my lay on my back. After she finished wrapping my feet, she lightly squeezed my cock and said she'd be right back, and then disappeared into the hallway. She was back in a minute with a small bottle of lotion. Lyla placed a few drops on her thumb and forefinger, and rubbed them together. Then with only her thumb and forefinger she slowly started massaging the head of my cock, which was deep purple and stretched tight as a drum. Because I was completely wrapped and the only thing exposed was my cock it seemed that the only nerve endings I could feel were in my cock. I let out a low moan, and she said, "OOOOh, it's alive". She can be a real jokester. She added more lotion and started stroking me the full length. I was straining against my wrappings, but was helpless. She would go faster, then sensing my excitement, back off. Lyla kept this going for about 20 minutes. She knew I was getting to the point of no return and started to tickle my balls through the wrappings. Her hand was going up and down the full length of my cock as fast as she could. My back started to arch and knowing what was about to happen she said, "come on baby, shoot that load. Yeah, let it go, come on, now , now !!!!!!!!!!!!" With that, the muscles in my lower stomach convulsed and I shot off about fifteen inches straight up. She kept pumping. I shot three more spurts. I think I passed out. The next thing I knew, Lyla was cutting away the wrappings with a big smile on her face. When she got done she said, " Yeah, I think you should be a mummy." I agreed.