Bondage and restriction

Hard “role” fucking in the van

There was a “friend of a friend” who said she was getting bored with her sex life. She said she had tried to get him to role play but it just did not work out. He was not really into it and it was all so scripted. She said she would like to have some “unscripted” sort of role playing. I habe briefly met her a couple of times at parties and was somewhat attracted to her but did not give it much thought. Then my friend related this to me and I told her to pass along the word that I could get into some “unscripted” role playing, no strings attached. I was given the green light. I do not think she knew what was coming!

Summer to remember

She was my best friend, also the love of my life. She was my best
friendā€™s girlfriend, and one of the most beautiful, sweetest girls
ever. It was back in the end of May when I realized I loved her. We
started engaging in online video chats, and we exchanged our hopes for
the future, what taste in music we had, and what taste we had in a
significant other. So after spending all night on video chat with her,
I finally fessed up that I loved her; she didnā€™t believe me, but than
I explained it better and she believed me. I really enjoyed spending
my nights with Lacey, and she did too. But I was disappointed when I
didnā€™t get an, ā€œOh, Zach I love you too.ā€ I got an ā€œAw, Zach Iā€™m
flattered, I really like you, but you shouldā€™ve asked me out before
Victor.ā€ I couldnā€™t agree more. It got so frustrating for the both of
us, so we started a secret relationship. We also have in common the
fact we both are going to be away from home this summer, at camp;
sheā€™s a year younger meaning sheā€™s a camper, and I am a counselor. And
camp strictly prohibits camper ā€“counselor relationships, but I know
that sheā€™ll do anything for me, because sheā€™ll love me; Iā€™ll make her
love me.
It was a hot summer day in late June. I was excited to see Lacey, the
tall brunette, blue eyed, perfect in everyway girl I was in love with.
Before today I had an agonizing count down that didnā€™t seem to be
counting down fast enough. I was excited for camp, my first summer
getting paid, seeing the jerks I was friends with, etc. but I was
mostly excited to see her. Lacey was a gift from God. She had
beautiful brown hair, perfect breasts, and an ass that would put any
African American woman to shame. She is 17, with the body of a 21
yearold, not to mention the habits of one too. Iā€™m about to turn 18,
and the fact that Iā€™m almost an adult makes me feel dominant in
everything that I do. Iā€™m well built, with shaggy blonde hair, green
eyes, and I play the guitar, which made her swoon over me anyway. We
are the perfect pair, yet she doesnā€™t see it. Why? She will soon, Iā€™ll
make her. There I was standing in front of the rec hall when I saw
her. She had that adoreable grin on her face that sent the blood
rushing everywhere, and I mean everywhere. Her golden hair swished
with every step she took towards me, the coral colored tee highlighted
one of her best features; her boobs, and those white shorts, shit I
love those white shorts. I wanted her right than and there, and I was
so close to just taking her down, but no. Itā€™s not the gentleman thing
to do, and I am indeed a gentleman, in public.
ā€œZach! Wow itā€™s so nice to see you in person again!ā€ She hugged me.
Her boobs were crushed against my chest, in this embrace; I loved it.
I could barely speak, I was frozen thinking about what a great summer
I was going to have with her; whether she wanted it or not. I finally
regained a sane train of thought and simply said ā€œHey Lace, I really
missed you too, you look great.ā€ She noticed me undressing her with my
eyes, I could tell she felt naked, as I looked her down; she blushed,
her cheeks matching the color of her shirt. Afterwards she said sheā€™d
catch me later. Little did she know Iā€™d be ā€œcatchingā€ her later; I
started to plan.
My plan consisted of passing a note to one of her friends, Erin, to
give to her. The note was a simple gesture of wanting to catch up, and
where we stood as a couple or as friends, It would also consist of a
time after evening activity and a meeting spot right behind the soccer
fields in the woods; I knew this secret cabin where me and my buddies
drank and smoked last summer. Hopefully she would get the note, look
at me and give me that dynamite smile I love so much. What I would
love even more would be that she would ask too many questions about
being separated away from the rest of the camp, and just show up like
I requested. Than me and her would kiss, and Iā€™d go for more, even
against her will. At this point nothing would stop me from expressing
how I really feel for her; regardless of her boyfriend, and my best
friend.
I saw Erin in the Cafeteria at dinner. ā€œHey Zach, wow you look great!
How have ya been?ā€ Annoyed, I sharply replied ā€œThanks, good, here give
this to Laceyā€¦ weā€™ll chat later.ā€ Psh like thatā€™ll ever happen. I saw
Erin walk over to Lacey, and hand her the lined paper. Erin stupidly
pointed to me; because Iā€™m pretty sure I signed my nameā€¦ what a moron.
I saw Lacey smile wink at me and continue a casual conversation with
her friends. Funny, now that I think about it, I actually had feelings
for Lacey out of that whole group. Itā€™s true that I slept with all of
her friends, but it was just sex. Now with Lacey, itā€™ll be passionate
love making, on my part.
Evening activity seemed to drag on forever. The annual welcome show
was just ridiculous. I could think of better things to do, like make
love to the girl of my dreams. The girl of my dreams happened to sit
down next to me. She put her hand on my knee, and I felt a stiff
coming on. ā€œZachie, I really missed you this year, Iā€™m sorry about the
last time I was in Miami, Victor kept me to himself the whole time.ā€ I
didnā€™t know whether to smack her or kiss her, so smoothly I said,
ā€œYeah, well Victor might be an animal in the sack, but Iā€™m a God.ā€
ā€œLetā€™s not be too modest Zach,ā€ Lacey said sarcastically. I gave her a
play slap on her thigh, leaving a red mark, she rubbed my knee
playfully back. ā€œHey, Zach, have you talked to Victor since weā€™ve been
here?ā€ as a matter of fact I did. I hated the kid, because he had the
one thing that Iā€™ve wanted for 2 years. ā€œYes, I did actually. He told
me to keep an eye on you and make sure you stay out of trouble, and
the arms of another guy.ā€ Iā€™d keep a promise to Victor alright, Iā€™d
keep my eye on her, keep her out of trouble, and keep her out of the
arms of every other male at camp, except for me of course.
So I ran back to the bunk right after evening activity. I quickly
grabbed my guitar, flashlights, my lucky lighter, batteries, and an
extra belt. After I made one last stop at the boys field house (where
packages are called for, and the director of boys camp resides) to
fetch some packing tape, I was lucky there was still a roll left, and
candles. The belt would to be incase Iā€™d have to restrain my beautiful
brunette, and the tape was for shutting her the fuck up if sheā€™d
decide to scream or call out for help. Iā€™m kind of hoping that those
items wont be necessary. I donā€™t want to hurt the love of my life,
although she did hurt me. It was show time.
I walked into the empty, deserted cabin. It was dark, but if I turned
the lights on I could risk getting caught, and that was not happening.
Plus I think the electric in this shithole of a cabin was faulty
anyway. I took the flashlights out and set them around the room. They
were bright but not bright enough for us to get caught. Finally I
heard the light, graceful footsteps, Iā€™ve been dying to hear all
night. In a low whisper I heard her, ā€œZachie, are you here?!ā€ I opened
the door and leaned in the door way. She beamed a smile only an angel
could compete with, I smiled back. ā€œHey beautiful.ā€ She blushed, I
noticed she changed into a basic black halter dress with black flip
flops, and the sharkā€™s tooth necklace I made for her. She noticed I
was staring at the necklace. ā€œZach, I love the necklace. Itā€™s pretty
cool that you took the time to find a tooth and make this for me.ā€ God
everything she says is just so perfect. The wind was blowing, and her
hair danced in the gust. I also noticed raised bumps on her skin, and
I realized that it was a little chilly out, ā€œcome in, itā€™s cold out.ā€
She followed me in, and took off her shoes.
We sat on the floor and talked for a half hour about school, friends,
and other nonsense, than finally she said something that pissed me off
pretty bad. ā€œZach, thereā€™s something that needs to be addressed here.
I love Victor, Iā€™m in love with him and well yeah.ā€ I looked at her in
anguish, and she was terrified. I saw the tears start to fill her
beautiful blue eyes. She did something that most certainly shocked
me, still to this day. She leaned over and kissed me right on the
cheek. I took my hand and caressed her baby soft cheek. She sighed in
relief, thinking that I completely forgave her for what she said.
Testing her limit, I leaned in to kiss her, a peck on the lips. She
was fine with that. I leaned in a bit more getting more aggressive
with each kiss, until I was on top of her. She didnā€™t like what I was
doing, and kept trying to push me off of her, but she had nothing on
me, a football champ. She kept moving, and pushing, and saying No
repeatedly. I pulled away, we both stood up.
ā€œZach, what the fuck. Iā€™m in love with your best friend, and in a
relationship with your best friend, are you crazy?ā€ this talk of
Victor made me irritated, and not thinking straight I slapped her
across the face. She stumbled and fell to the ground, crying. I had no
pity for her, she knew I resented him for being with her yet she
brought him up anyway, bitch. I guess my slap across her face was
more powerful than I thought, because she didnā€™t have the strength to
get up, or maybe she was scared to come near me.
She continued to whimper in pain on the floor. I finally offered her
my help, which she refused. I decided to sit down right next to her. I
pulled her by the waist into my arms, in a loving embrace. This time
she didnā€™t fight it, and sobbed into my shoulder, I kissed the top of
her head. She looked at me with pain in her eyes, and I felt horrible.
ā€œZach, Iā€™m sorry, I know itā€™s hard for you, but I..ā€ I cut her off
with another passionate kiss which she submitted to without
resistance. I started to feel her bountiful breasts while kissing her,
and again she pushed me away, but this time I didnā€™t pull away.
She kept fighting me off, and the more she denied me the more I
wanted her. Eventually I had her arms pinned on the floor above her
head while I sat on top of her lower torso and bent over the rest of
her great body. My face was parallel with hers as I went from kissing
her lips cheeks, and nose, down to her neck, with each kiss whispers
of I love youā€™s. My kisses on her neck started as soft gentle kisses
turning into love bites. She was in too much physical stress to scream
or yell, but I knew as soon as I got off of her sheā€™d try to run, or
call for help. I grabbed the belt from inside my guitar and bound her
wrists together, I than grabbed the tape and taped her mouth shut.
I helped her up and carried her over to the empty unsheeted bed. She
looked at me again while laying there on her side in fear, hurt, and
desperation. I looked at her with a huge grin on my face, I talked to
her ā€œIā€™m sorry it had to be like this Carson. I didnā€™t want to hurt
you in anyway, but in life to get what or in this case whom you want
you have to take control and be assertive. I hope you understand
babygirl.ā€ She looked so innocent tied there helpless with tears
strolling down her face, not able to utter a sound.
I walked over to her and traced the outline of her body from the base
of her neck to the beginning of her thigh. She cringed. I turned her
on her tummy and began to untie the straps to her halter dress. I
flipped her over again and shimmied it down to her mid torso, exposing
her black strapless bra, and her tan tummy up to her belly button. At
this point we both knew what was going to happen, and she began to
jolt frantically. I slapped her across the face not so hard as the
last time, but hard enough for my point to get across, ā€œListen to me,
and listen to me good, you have two options here. You can fight and
risk being dumped in the lake, or you can let me be assertive, and
walk away alive in the morning. You choose. Look at me, blink twice to
stay alive.ā€ She blinked twice. Of course I wouldnā€™t dump her in the
lake, but she didnā€™t know that and wasnā€™t going to underestimate my
threat. I made her another deal. ā€œIf youā€™re good for another hour,
Iā€™ll just lock the door, and unbind you and remove the tape. Thatā€™s
only if you agree not to call out for help ever, or try to run.ā€
I assumed she agreed and understood, so I continued what I had started
earlier. I kissed from the base of her neck all over her covered
breasts, and her tummy. I lifted her enough to unclasp her bra, than
let her back down. I pulled the bra away from her flawless body slowly
as she began to tense up. She couldnā€™t cover her exposed breasts, and
it killed her to have her modesty taken from her by force.
I leaned into her breasts and began to kiss them. I got to her pinkish
nipple and licked it at first, than I took the whole nipple into my
mouth and began to suck on it. She began to relax a bit and began to
moan. ā€œoooh, you like that baby? Do you like the way I touch you
there? Do you like it when I lick and suck on your beautiful pink
nipples?ā€ she moaned some more.
I shifted away from her top to focus on her shapely legs. I picked up
each one and massaged each from each toe, all the way up to her
mid-thigh. After caressing her legs I pushed myself in between her
legs. She tried to close them but couldnā€™t. What did I find hiding
underneath her dress? Nothing, she went commando. I shifted up the
skirt of her dress to her torso exposing a babysoft shaved pussy. I
lowered myself to the top of her pussy and kissed her sensitive skin.
The closer I got to her slit the more she moaned. I loved it. ā€œ does
my babygirl want me to lick and suck her clit? I think she does.ā€
I kept her legs apart with my shoulders as I knelt right in front of
her pussy. She began to tense up as I inserted a finger into her slit,
and caressed it up and down, from her clit down to her hole. After
teasing her for a little, I inserted my finger into her hole. She was
tight and beginning to get wet. I slid another finger into her, and
felt around inside her rigid, soft, and warm love canal. Than I
progressed into fingering her. Everytime I pushed my fingers in, she
circled her hips upward, than returned to her grounded state when my
fingers retracted. She was beginning to relax a little more, and I
felt her pussy lose a little of itā€™s grip on my finger. I pulled out
my fingers and gave the tip of them a lick. She was so sweet, even her
cum was delicious. I than lowered my face right to her pussy and just
kissed her labia, not even trying to open them just yet. I inserted my
tongue into her slit and made a beeline for her clit. She gasped and
began to move. While pleasuring her, I slapped her thigh to remind her
to behave. She complied and tried to keep still.
I kept toying her clit with my tongue, first with slow little licks,
to fast circular motions. She was trying to keep still, so I could
make her situation a bit more comfortable, but it was hard. With
compassion, I looked at her and I said, ā€œI understand that when you
are overcome by ecstasy itā€™s hard to obey, so you can move, but only
in responsive ways to what I am doing.ā€ She looked at me with such
hate and disgust that sheepishly I said aloud ā€œ Yeah yeah, I love you
too.ā€ Eventually I wanted to see all of her, so with my fingers I
pulled apart her precious labia, to expose a pink so pure, and
innocent I couldnā€™t help but to tear up a little (of course not to be
seen by her.) I kept her labia apart for a while, while I just looked
at her flesh. She was beautiful, and I couldnā€™t stop staring, I
resumed going down on her only this time her lips were apart and I
slid my tongue into her, and tasted for real how sweet she really was.
She was rocking her body up and down and left to right, and she
couldnā€™t fight me off, not like she wanted to anyway. ā€œYou like that
angel? You like the way how intimate I am with you?ā€ she moaned in
agreement.
I continued to play with her body some more till I realized it was her
pleasure more than mine. Since the hour passed and she tried hard to
abide by my rule, I decided to unbelt her wrists. But I sat on her
torso again, and pinned her arms to the mattress with one hand while I
pulled the tape off of her mouth. ā€œshhh, now listen youā€™ve been good
so far. Donā€™t ruin it. I donā€™t like hurting you baby, you know I
donā€™t. So please make this easy on both of us, and just do as I say.ā€
I waited for her to make a motion or sound that she understood, but
she was still just glaring at me. I donā€™t know how to describe it, it
was like a look of hate but passion at the same time. I let go of her
arms and removed myself off of her. She didnā€™t move for a while and I
just stood in the door. I looked over to her and she turned her head
to the side facing me. She had a lovely look to her, I kept staring at
her as the tears rolled down the bridge of her nose to her cheek. I
walked over to her and wiped away her tears. I lifted her onto my lap
and held her to my chest. She whispered into my ear one simple wordā€¦
ā€œWhy?ā€ I whispered back into her ear, ā€œbecause, I love you.ā€ She began
to shake violently and I held her closer to me till she began to calm.
She pulled away a little to look up at me. In her angelic voice she
lightly said, ā€œI love you too.ā€
I got up and locked the door. I walked back to her on the bed. And
laid next to her. She rolled on her side to face me and I wrapped my
arm around her slender waist. We fell asleep together, peacefully. I
felt like we were forever connected, sort of like a married couple the
way we laid there. I woke up and checked my phone; one missed callā€¦
Victor. Great. It was 3:24 a.m. and I still didnā€™t get a chance to
prove my love to Lacey. I gently woke her up by tracing her curves
again and kissing her shoulder. She looked at me for the first time
with a broken grin, and leaned up to kiss me. I kissed her back and
began to take my shirt off. I didnā€™t even say anything regarding to
making love to her, but I guess she knew because she looked up at me
with a loving look on her face, and said ā€œtake me.ā€
I took off the remainder of my clothes and was standing in front of
her completely naked. I really wanted her to pleasure my dick with her
mouth. ā€œBaby, be a good girl and open your pretty little mouth
please.ā€ She got off the bed, and sat on her knees. I approached her
with my hard on. She looked up with her mouth wide open, inviting me
to put it in. I put my dick in her mouth and from there on she did the
rest of the work. She went all the way down slow than faster each time
she went down. She pulled up a little to fit her little hand to help
her, god she was a pro. I felt myself begin to engorge and I warned
her. ā€œBaby, be a good girl and swallow for me; all of it.ā€ She pulled
up a bit more so she could take my stream in her mouth. She looked up
at me as I was cumming in her mouth. She continued to look up, even as
she swallowed. I bent down to kiss her, I didnā€™t care if she just had
my cum in her mouth; I loved her enough not to care.
As we kissed I picked her up and carried her over to the bare bed
again. I was on top of her and I took my dick and rubbed her slit.
ā€œJust put it in Zach, stop being a tease.ā€ I gave my woman what she
wanted, I entered my dick into her pussy, and pumped in slow and easy.
She wanted it harder and faster and of course how could I say no? She
lifted her legs to wrap the around my waist , as I bent down to kiss
her and her breasts. Than I place her feet on my shoulders and pumped
even harder and faster than before. She moaned uncontrollably, and
breathed my name. I wanted her on all fours now, so I pulled out and
told her to get on her hands and knees. I re-entered her from behind
and I felt the tip of my dick bump her cervix, she moaned in pleasure
and pain. I couldnā€™t stop I kept pushing harder into her, smashing
into her cervix each time. And than without realizing, I didnā€™t have a
condom on and I came inside of her. She collapsed on her tummy
breathing heavily. I wasnā€™t quite done yet with her. I placed my dick against her sweet little asshole. She sighed anxiously a little as I pushed in. I took my sweet time pushing in, and as soon as I was in she sighed and breathed heavily. ā€œAh, Zachary… it hurts.ā€ ā€œI promise you sweetie, Iā€™ll be very gentle. Like I said before I love you, and would never want o hurt you.ā€ Lacey began to relax again and got on all fours for round two. I pumped a little too hard, and she yelped in pain. I pulled out and noticed she was bleeding. I took Laceyā€™s anal virginity, I felt a sense of pride as I remounted her. This time it wasnā€™t so painful for her, and with her permission I kept at a faster rhythmic pace. She loved it as it was new and exotic to her. ā€œDonā€™t stop. Ugh keep going baby, please.ā€ I came right inside of her ass again and it was amazing. A sensation none of is has felt before. I got out of her and flipped her on her back. I sat on her torso again and fondled her breasts again. I moved up towards her chest and separated them apart. I slid my dick in between her big, beautiful, luscious breasts. I than pressed them back together and had her hold them together while I fucked her chest senselessly. I couldnā€™t believe I was doing this to the woman I loved, and it got me even more turned on. I felt myself get fatter and pulled away from in between her breasts. I knelt over her and came all over her chest, shoulders, and bottom of her neck. I examined my work, and even covered in cum she still managed to look absolutely gorgeous. I got my shirt and wiped away my mess from her. Lacey looked at me with a love in her eyes, so pure, I donā€™t even think Victor ever has seen it. It was a reassurance that she had forgave me for before, when I restrained her, that look on her face. Itā€™s like I fell in love all over again. We laid there a while just staring at each other and touching and caressing each otherā€™s faces and shoulders. Eventually sleep overcame us, and we fell asleep again in each
otherā€™s arms.
Morning announcements were at 7:00 am, and line up was at 7:15. I set
the alarm for 6:50 enough time for her to get back to the bunk. She
awoke and kissed my cheek, which woke me up. I watched her get
dressed, and noticed a rip in her dress. I offered to take it to the
tailor in town. She refused my offer, as she put her bra back on. She was having a tough time, she was debating whether to put her bra on or just leave it off.
ā€œZach, help me. Clasp it for me.ā€ I did. She put her dress back on
grabbed her shoes not even bothering to put them back on, and kissed
me one last time, and she swore this was between us we both said we
loved each other too. I unlocked the door, and she looked at me before she ran back to her
cabin. I watched her go barefoot, slow at first than picking up the pace. Her blonde hair swished in between her shoulder blades. I liked the way the tree roots she ran over made her leap over them like hurdles. She was back to her cabin just in time to make it for wake up.
I saw her at breakfast and she looked tired, but satisfied. Erin came
over again stupid as usual, ā€œWow! You and Lacey sure talked for a long
time last night, itā€™s like she didnā€™t even come back to the bunk at
all.ā€ ā€œYeah, well she did. Donā€™t be jealous Erin. Itā€™s not
attractive.ā€ She walked away. I saw Lacey stare at me with love in her
eyes, for the first time since last summer. And I loved her too.
The next few weeks, Lacey complained of being sick to her stomach to Erin. I donā€™t think she remembered us not using protection. She eventually put two and two together, and confronted me. ā€œZach, I think Iā€™m pregnant.ā€ I went out and got her a few selections of pregnancy tests. We went to the cabin again. She took them and all were positive. We both were scared, but for some reason, I found her to be more attractive than before. I think it was the fact that I left a little bit of me inside of her body, made me feel very much connected to her. She was beginning to cradle her lower tummy. I kneeled on the floor and began to kiss and caress her little protruding belly. ā€œI canā€™t believe weā€™re having a childā€¦ itā€™s crazy.ā€ I couldnā€™t agree more but something inside both of us knew we could abort it but didnā€™t want too. This growing life was a product of our love. I wasnā€™t about to give that up. In a sick way I felt that this child would keep us together, the way itā€™s supposed to be. Finally we would be that perfect couple I always dreamed about. I got up and sat down on the bed, which I impregnated her on. Lacey came and sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. I nuzzled into her neck and whispered in her ear, ā€œLacey, I love you so much. You make me the happiest man alive. Now please take this into consideration, but I was thinkingā€¦ā€ She pulled away and looked at me with those big baby blue eyes. ā€œyes, baby boy.ā€ She said so innocently. I think she knew what was I was going to say. ā€œWell, Iā€™ve been thinking about a deeper commitment, like marriage?ā€ she began to tear. ā€œ Lacey Jaqueline Mircelle, would you do me the honor of spending the rest of your life with me, and well our baby?ā€ Lacey began to breathe heavily, and cry. She wrapped her arms around my neck again and kept kissing my shoulder and neck in between kisses muttering Yes over and over again.
Who knew that a little force, and tough love could have put me in such a position. After the summer Lacey went home. She got kicked out of the house and came to live with me. We got married after the birth of our beautiful baby girl; Layla. And the best man was Victor, he still hates me till this day for what happened. But it doesnā€™t matter because I have everything that Iā€™ve ever wanted; Lacey.

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When I met Tammy

I met Tammy when I was twenty. I picked her up in a bar and she took me home to her place and fucked me. I couldnā€™t believe my luck with this girl. She was a hardbodied blonde with a shaved pussy and (I soon found out) a very dirty mind. This was during the late 70ā€™s – shaved girls were so rare.
The next night we were making out on a park bench. It was dark. She pulled my cock out and started to play with it. As we were kissing she told me she wanted to tie my hands. Jesus. There were other people in the park but nobody really close. I remember thinking that this was absolutely reckless as I pulled a lace out of one of my shoes and gave it to her. She tied my hands behind me, then had me lie down on the grass next to the bench. She unbuttoned my shirt and opened it wide. She pulled my pants off completely and started giving me the best blow job ever. People were looking over at us – they had to know what was happening, but nobody came over. I was getting so turned on knowing that I was naked and tied up in a public park that I was losing it. I asked her to stop for a second, then I asked her what would happen if someone came over. She said we could get up and run away. Thatā€™s when I told her I didnā€™t want to be able to get away. She gave me a funny look and then kissed me hard. She was as turned on by the situation as I was. She pulled the lace out of my other shoe ā€“ but it took her a while because her hands were shaking.
I knew exactly how I wanted her to tie me. Once, Mike and I had gone to see ā€œDownhill Racerā€ – we were both skiers and really wanted to see it. What we didnā€™t expect was that we would both get so turned on by the love scenes between Redford and the hot actress that he starred with. That may seem a little goofy now, but remember we were both 13 or 14 year old boys with surging hormones. After the movie we went outside in the alley behind the theater. We found a stairwell down into a basement entrance of a neighboring building. We walked down into it and looked around. It seemed to give us enough cover; anyway we couldnā€™t see the alley from down inside if we got down low, only if we stood up. Mike had me pull off my shoes, then told me to hurry up and get naked. Neither one of us had brought any rope (we had only gone to see a movie after all), so as I stripped he pulled the laces out of my shoes. Mike was an expert at tying me up. He tied my wrists behind my back, then using the other lace he tied a loop around my balls. He had me sit on the floor of the stairwell and pull my feet up next to my balls. Then he used the other end of the lace to tie my big toes so they were both hooked to my balls. I was completely stuck, there was no way I could have moved. He unzipped his pants, and I sat there and watched him work his stiff little cock and balls out of his underwear and thru his zipper. He stepped up, slid his cock right into my open mouth, and pushed me backwards so I was lying back against the steps. He ended up straddling my face and kind of kneeling on the steps. He humped my mouth furiously. Unlike in the woods where he would take his time playing with his cock in my mouth, he was in a big hurry to cum. In about a minute he was shooting his load. As soon as he came he calmed down. He slowly worked his cock around in my mouth, knowing as usual that he was forcing me to swallow a bit of his cum even though I didnā€™t want to. He finally pulled out after he realized that some cum was getting on his pants. He had me spit the cum and drool into his hand, then rubbed it in my hair.
Mike stood up and looked around for a bit, then knelt back down. He had me sit up and started working on the lace on my wrists. I asked him what he was up to and he told me to shut up. He worked one end loose and pulled up hard. My wrists were forced up my back so they were close to my neck. My arms were contorted painfully with my elbows thrust out. Quickly, he took the end of the lace and looped it around my neck. He tied it off. I could barely breathe with the loop around my neck. He pushed me back down and mounted my face again. This time he wasnā€™t in any hurry. He had me suck his balls for a few minutes while he slowly rubbed his cock around on my face, getting it rock hard again. I could tell that he was really turned again. He pushed his cock past my lips. I sucked him as well as I could, but the way I was tied up and lying against the steps there wasnā€™t much I could do. I tried to bob my head, but the noose around my neck made me feel like I was choking. However, I could suck, move my tongue, and move my head from side to side. All the time I was gasping because I could hardly breathe. At first he knelt there motionless, just watching me work on his cock. In just a few minutes though he was moaning and moving his hips.
Suddenly we heard a door bang, and then voices. We both froze in place. I was way too scared to make any noise. There were at least a couple of guys out there. I donā€™t know how far down the alley they were, but I could hear them clearly even with Mike still on top of me. It sounded like they were passing a joint around.
Mike still had his cock in my mouth. It was so hard it felt like a broom stick covered with skin ā€“ he was really aroused. After a bit he started moving his hips again. I couldnā€™t believe it! I had been hoping heā€™d pull out and untie me, but apparently it wasnā€™t going to happen until he came. As quietly as I could, and as hard as I could I sucked his cock. I was hyper alert to the feel of his cock in my mouth, I wanted him to cum so bad. I could hear the guys talking, and I started to get a whiff of the joint they were passing, they were that close. Finally I felt Mikeā€™s cock start to throb in my mouth. His cum pulsed out onto my tongue ā€“ I was so aware I could count the pulses. Four times his cum jetted out. For a few seconds he basically collapsed onto my face. I could hear and feel him breathing hard. After a little while he levered himself up far enough that we could look at each other. His cock popped out of my mouth. Grasping the base of his cock, he milked the last of his cum out. I could see it well out of his hole. Then he wiped it off on my upper lip and nose, tucked it back in his pants and zipped up.
He scooted down so he was sitting beside me. He motioned me to be quiet (like I needed that advice) and put his hand under my mouth. I spit the cum out. With his slimy hand he started to jerk me. As scared as I still was, I couldnā€™t believe I would be able to cum. I didnā€™t even realize my cock was hard until he grabbed it. But, in just a few moments I was shooting gobs of cum all over my chest and stomach. Between the intensity of the orgasm and the shoelace around my neck my vision grayed out. I might have even passed out for a few seconds.
When I regained awareness, I saw Mike smiling at me. He was still gently moving his hand on my cock. I smiled back. We were both in the middle of such an intense experience ā€“ I canā€™t describe the feelings I was having for him. Even when he started to rub his cum covered hand on my face it didnā€™t spoil the moment.
We sat there until we could hear things quiet down in the alley. After we heard the door swing shut Mike stood up and looked around. Then he was up the steps and gone. I yelled at him to come back, but he had vanished. In just a second I realized I better keep my mouth shut and sit quietly. I struggled a little, but it just made it so I couldnā€™t breathe. I tried to pull my feet away, but it just yanked on my balls so hard I knew that wouldnā€™t work either. Finally I just relaxed, sat there and felt the cum dry on my face and body. Mike was my buddy after all; I knew heā€™d be back.
At last I heard steps. It was Mike. Heā€™d bought a bottle of soda pop (this was back when they still sold glass bottles). He let me have some, then finished the rest. We talked about the movie, skiing, school, and girls for several minutes. In the end he untied me so I could get dressed and we walked home.
Back to me, the park and Tammy ā€“ I described to her how she should tie my big toes to my ball sack. After she tied the knots she laid down, and started kissing me furiously while she stroked my cock. Her crotch was against my thigh, and she was moving against me. Somebody yelled at us to get a room. When that happened she pulled her mouth away from mine. We both looked over and saw a little group (about 5 or 6, a couple of girls and the rest guys) sitting at a picnic table about 10 feet away. She told them if they were quiet they could stay and enjoy the show. They actually shushed the guy that was making the catcall. Then she sat up so she could watch them and me at the same time. I donā€™t think any of us could believe this was actually happening. I was moving my hips and groaning as Tammy stroked me. I actually yelled out as my cum shot all over the place. You could see the jets of white cum arc thru the air and land on my face, chest and stomach.
I could hear the crowd talking about what they had seen. Tammy invited them over for a look. I was immediately so embarrassed I wished I could disappear ā€“ but no way was that going to happen. When they came over I realized they were high school kids. They sat down around us, the girls sat down closer than the guys. They had some beer, which they shared with Tammy. Tammy scooped some of my cum up into her left hand and rubbed it around her fingers. She put her hand down between my legs. I felt her probing my asshole. I tried to squirm away, but she put a knee on my chest and told me to just relax and enjoy. She worked two fingers up my ass. A couple of them wanted to see, so Tammy had one of the guys pull my feet up so my ass was exposed. She pushed her fingers in and out while everyone watched. I was so humiliated that my cock started to go soft. They sat there for a while, talking and drinking beer. At one point she dared the guys to pull their cocks out, but they were all chicken. In the meantime my cock had gotten rock hard again. Tammy started stroking it. She made me cum twice more before she finally stopped. Both times she made me tell the group how it felt and when I was about to cum. When we finished I was covered in cum, just like the old days. She pulled her fingers out of my asshole. She untied my toes and helped me up. She grabbed my clothes and we walked to my truck with her tugging me along. When we got in the truck she turned the light on and looked at me. She had me look in the mirror. I could see some cum on my face. She drove the truck to her apartment and finally untied me. She told me she didnā€™t want to kiss me because of all the cum on my face but to please call her tomorrow.
Eventually we moved in together. We were poor college students living in an old house that had been turned into apartments. Our apartment included the old houseā€™s kitchen, with a separate door to the backyard. Tammy loved sex in public, and she loved to tie me up. She loved to be in control. She loved looking at my cum on our bodies. Whenever we fucked I had to pull out when I came. She preferred to fuck outside, but if we were indoors she would open the drapes before we started. I sensed that one thing she wanted was for me to eat my cum. She hadnā€™t asked but I knew she would. I remembered how bad Mikeā€™s cum had tasted, but this chick was so hot I knew Iā€™d do it when she asked. One night we were lying out in the backyard. I was naked with my hands tied, as usual. She had her clothes on, but she opened up her shirt. She had me kneel over her chest and then she gave me a handjob. I came all over her 34Bs. She got up and walked us over to the porch. She turned the porch light on. We could both see the cum dripping down her breasts and belly. She asked me to lick it up. I started to lick. It was bitter. I felt humiliated, but as I looked up I could see that she was more turned on than Iā€™d ever seen. She rubbed my face in it. I finished on my knees licking up the stuff that had dribbled down to her belly. She took me back out to the back lawn. I was on my back, she was fucking me. The light was still on, so I could see her above me. She was staring at the cum on my face. She came hard with her head against my chest. Then she climbed off me and jerked me off again. She caught my cum in her hand and fed it to me. From that point forward she never swallowed my cum, it was now my job. She actually made it a rule that I couldnā€™t cum in her mouth. Like a dope I respected it.
One day I was tied to the bed. I was hot and wanted to cum, but she just wanted to goof around. She slapped my cock around a little and talked baby talk to it, but she wouldnā€™t get me off. She went into the bathroom and got her makeup kit and made up my face. She thought it was so hilarious she took my picture before she untied me. I was furious. I grabbed her and tied her hands behind her back. She immediately got that look she gets when sheā€™s really turned on. She was still dressed. I pulled her shirt up over her head and pulled her pants clear off. I rubbed my cock on her face while I fingered her. She was getting ready to cum when I realized she should get punished instead of rewarded. I went outside and got a bunch of clothespins off the line. I came back in and showed them to her. Her eyes got real wide. I put one on each of her nipples. She went nuts and started to try to roll away. I got on top of her, and eventually got her legs spread. I put several pins on her pussy lips. She realized she better lay still. She was breathing so hard I thought she would hyperventilate. When I got done with her pussy I still had several pins left, so I put them on the areole around her nipples. I also put a nice row of 3 on the little line of skin between her pussy and asshole. For a little while I played with the pins, tugging them and slapping them around a little. I was amazed how much it must be hurting her. She was rolling around trying to get away from my hands. I stopped and let her calm down. Then I got over her in the 69 position. I told her to open her mouth, but she shook her head no. I started to play with the pins on her pussy. She opened her mouth and I pushed in my cock. I pushed it in about 4 inches and just left it there. I let her get used to breathing with my cock in her mouth, and then I started to lick her pussy. I wanted to see if she could cum, so I was careful not to disturb any of the pins. In just a few minutes she started a continuous series of shaking orgasms. She was screaming around my cock. I pushed my cock deeper in her mouth to shut her up. Finally she rolled her pussy away from my mouth. I got off her and gently stroked her body while she calmed down. I told her I was going to make her deepthroat me, which was one thing she had never done. But, I said, I would respect her rule and not cum in her mouth. She shakily said okay. I put some pillows under her shoulders so I could tip her head back. I tied her legs to the foot of the bed, spread wide. Then I entered her mouth and gradually pushed my cock in; she was squirming around to open her throat. I slowly fucked her mouth. On the downstroke I could feel my balls on her nose. I didnā€™t take more than 20 strokes before I was incredibly excited. I grabbed her pussy hard, shoved my cock in as far down as I could and came. Hereā€™s another girl who should have bitten my cock but didnā€™t. She was gagging on my cock ā€“ I think cum got in her nose. I rolled off her and took off the 1st pin. She screamed and bucked up and down. It took forever to get the pins off it was so painful to her. I had to let her recover for a minute or so after almost every pin. She really wanted kissing and snuggling during this time. However, as soon as she recovered from that last pin she let me know I was a son-of-a-bitch and I would suffer for what I did. Of course she was right, but at the time I was sure it had been worth it.
Several days later we were visiting her family. Her dad was a widower with a live-in girlfriend. Also living in the house were Tammyā€™s two younger sisters and the girlfriendā€™s young son. The youngest sister, Tracy, was about 16, a little plump but very cute. One night we came home fairly late. The house was quiet, so we assumed everyone was in bed. When we were visiting we would always take blankets out to the backyard at night so we could fuck, even though we had a room in the basement. This night Tammy had me strip in the basement room. She tied my hands behind my back and tied a cord around my balls. Grabbing some blankets she started tugging me up the stairs and out the back door.
As soon as we got outside we could see we werenā€™t alone. Two people were sitting in the dark on lawnchairs. As we walked by I could see that it was Tracy and one of her friends. We walked right between them without speaking. I heard them both gasp when they realized I was naked ā€“ even in the dark they had to see my rock-hard cock as I walked by.
I realized what was going to happen as we headed towards the backyard clothesline. We walked up to the closest pole. Tammy fed the line around my balls back between my legs. Tugging on it, she made me back up to the pole. She tied it off to the pole. Then, she looped another cord around my neck and tied it to the pole too. With another cord she cinched a tight loop around the base of my cock. She made me lift my left foot up, then tied the other end of that cord to my big toe. If I had a flute in my hands I would have looked like Ian Anderson. Instead I was a naked guy with a hard cock, standing on one leg and tied up to a pole. Tammy worked her way down the clothesline, pulling pins off the line and tossing them back at my feet.
Tracy asked what was going on, so Tammy invited them over to see what she was about to do to this ā€œasshole.ā€ I think she was actually still pissed, not just using this as an opportunity to have public sex. The girls got out of their chairs. By the time they got over, Tammy was kneeling in front of me and scooping the pins into a neat pile. Tammy told the girls she was punishing me for being a prick. She attached the 1st clothespin to my foreskin (I was circumcised, but still had a little loose skin). I hissed in pain, both girls oohed and ahhed. Tammy told the girls that she was going to put pins on my cock and balls until she ran out or she couldnā€™t get any more on. The girls could help if they wanted.
Amazingly they knelt down and started to pitch in. Tammy kept putting pins on my foreskin until there was no more room. Then she started putting them in neat little rows down the shaft of my cock. She left my cock head clear. Meanwhile, the girls were attaching pins to my balls. I couldnā€™t believe how much it was hurting. I was begging them quietly to quit, I felt like screaming.
At one point Tammy pointed out to the other girls that if they had been neater about how they put the pins on my balls instead of so random there would be room for more. Tammy had managed to put 19 on my cock. She told the girls to start over on the balls. She told them to count as they took them off so they could see how much better they did when they put them back on, their goal was to top 19. The two girls started pulling them off so they could do it again. The pain was incredible. Tammy sensed I was about to yell out so she stood and clamped a hand over my mouth. She was staring into my eyes. Quickly she removed her hand and started kissing me. She also started to twist my nipples.
Finally the girls had the clothespins off my balls ā€“ 11 in total. I felt one of the girls gently grab the head of my cock and lift it up out of the way ā€“ even though it was hard all the pins hanging off it were in the way of my balls. The sensation of her fingers on my cockhead was wonderful ā€“ I was moaning past Tammyā€™s lips.
I could feel the girls putting clothespins back on my balls. I could definitely tell they were packing them on more tightly. They cheered when the 19th pin went on. Tammy knelt down with the girls and they each put one more on. I could look down to see it was Tracyā€™s friend Ann that was holding my cockhead. I was falling in love with her. Tammy crawled under my leg that was tied up and spread the ass cheek with one hand. With the other she put a line of pins from my balls to my asshole. Five pins and she was done. 19 on the cock, 22 on the balls, and 5 in a line to my asshole.
Ann asked if she could put a clothespin on my pisshole. Suddenly I hated her. Tammy said sure but wait a minute. She told Ann and Tracy to watch what she was about to do. Tammy took the clothespins on my foreskin and folded them all back so they were laying along my cockshaft. That really stretched my foreskin tight; the feeling was indescribable. She then kind of pushed Annā€™s hand out of the way with her cheek and slipped my cock head into her mouth. She slid her lips down to the line of clothespins on my foreskin. She looked up at me and swirled her tongue on my cock head. Suddenly she bit down on my cock and started smacking the shaft with both hands. I jerked like Iā€™d been electrocuted. It hurt so much I had no breath to scream. I tried to twist my cock away from her mouth but she had bit down hard right behind the cock head. Finally she quit. I was trembling all over and could barely stand.
I begged Tammy not to do it again. She said she wouldnā€™t, but the other girls would get to try. She told Tracy to go next.
Tracy was into what was happening, but she must have been a little shy. She didnā€™t hesitate, but she didnā€™t put her mouth on my cock either. Instead she grabbed the head and started to shake my cock back and forth. I was able to jerk my cock out of her hand, then twist back and forth to keep it away, although my movements hurt plenty because of the way the clothespins were swinging. Tammy smacked me in the balls, which took the fight out immediately. I sagged down against the ropes, and Tammy jumped up to help me stand. After a bit I had started to recover. Tammy told the girls they could hit me in the balls any time I needed it. My cock had gone down to half-mast because of the pain. Tammy asked me to get it hard again. I said if someone would help by licking or gently playing with my cock head Iā€™d be okay. Tracy started running her fingernails over my cock head. It felt so good that I began to groan and move my hips a little. My cock stiffened back up. She tightened her grip and started to shake it back and forth again. This time I had to let it happen. It didnā€™t hurt as bad as what Tammy had done. Actually, it was really exciting to watch my girlfriendā€™s teenage sister playing with my cock.
Ann was next. She took the head of my cock in her mouth just like Tammy did. As soon as her teeth got past my cock head, she bit down hard and started shaking her head back and forth like a dog with a chew toy. She even growled, she was having so much fun. It was great to watch but so painful I tried to scream after just a few seconds. Tammy clamped her hand over my mouth. After a while Tammy told Ann to stop, but that she could put a pin on my pisshole. Damn that pin hurt when it went on.
The girls untied me from the pole, and untied my toe so I could drop my leg. Tammy told the girls to each grab a cord and follow her. Ann had the cord that was tied to my balls, Tracy had the cord tied to my cock. Ann really yanked hard as we followed Tammy. Those girls pulled me around the house, through the front yard, across the street, and into the neighborā€™s front yard! Every time I thought Tammy had reached her limit she did something even wilder.
Tammy had me lie down. She tied one of the cords to one big toe, and the other cord to the other big toe. Then she told me that she and the girls would be across the street in the back having a beer. I was welcome to come over when I felt like it. Then they left ā€“ just like that.
There was less than a foot of slack in each of the cords. I managed to get to my feet and start duckwalking. I was so low that the clothespins on my balls were dragging and getting caught on the ground. I tried kneewalking, but when I got to the concrete sidewalk that hurt too. As I sort of crabwalked into the street I saw Tammy come around the corner of the house. I thought for sure she had taken pity and was going to untie me. Instead, she had a handful of clothespins, which she proceeded to clamp onto my nipples. Then she started kissing me while she gently touched the head of my cock. At one point she took the pin off the end of my cock and started to suck me. I hissed in pain when the pin came off, but soon started to moan in pleasure. The pleasure from the cocksucking mixed with the pain from all the clothespins was making my head spin. She asked if I could cum this way and I said sure, I thought I could. She replaced the pin on the tip of my cock and said that if I wanted a blowjob I better get across the street, because she and the girls were about to go in for the night, then she left. I did my best to hurry across the street and into the backyard. At one point I saw someone crossing the street at the end of the block, but I wasnā€™t spotted. When I got around the corner of the house I could see that Tammy, Tracy and Ann had put out the blankets and were enjoying themselves.
I crawled up to them, wondering which one of the girls would suck me off. I was hoping that it would be Ann; she seemed like such a crazy little bitch that I was sure it would be hot. Tammy untied my toes so I could stretch out my legs. Then Ann grabbed the cords and pulled them both back up towards my head. She was relentless; to relieve the pressure I had to swing my legs up over my head. My cock was dangling there right above my mouth. The clothespins on the tip and foreskin were pushing against my face. I knew then exactly what would happen next. Tammy said that they had taken a vote to see who got to blow me and guess what: I won!
I think I went a little nuts at that point. Looking at my cock, I realized I really did want to suck it if I could. The first problem was the clothespin on the tip, which was lying against my cheek. I turned my head a bit, opened my mouth, and bit down on the clothespin, releasing it off my cock head. That really stung. I spit out the pin. I was working on one of the pins on the foreskin when I heard Tammy say no way, those had to stay on. A hand snaked into my vision and folded all those pins back again, exposing my cockhead. I worked my shoulders and legs around, trying to get my cock closer to my mouth. I felt my cock head push against my lips. Tammy then got behind me and slipped two fingers into my ass, then with both hands on my ass cheeks she pushed down. We looked at each other as I took my own cock into my mouth.
God I was so turned on! My cock slipped in until my lips were against the clothespins. I bit down lightly right behind the cock head to see how it felt. I loved it! I worked my tongue around. I loved that too! I sucked as hard as I could, churning my tongue around, and shaking my head back and forth to rub my lips against the shaft. All of the things Iā€™d done to Mikeā€™s cock 6 years ago I was now doing to my own. Having your own cock in your mouth is such a unique and intense experience that I canā€™t really describe it. My whole universe was narrowing down to a few things ā€“ my cock, my mouth, and my orgasm. I was aware of all the pain from the clothespins, and I knew the girls were watching but at this point everything added to my excitement.
My body stiffened as I started to cum. I moaned desperately as I realized my cock was about to pull out of my mouth. I bit harder to keep it in. Tammy helped by pushing down. My asshole clenched around her fingers. She told me not to swallow. That got me even more excited. Jets of cum shot out past my tongue and started to fill the back of my mouth.
Finally my body relaxed. Tammy asked if I wanted to let my cock out. I moaned and shook my head no. I was still feeling my orgasm, plus I could feel that some of my cum was still trapped at the base of my cock by the loop tied around it. I wanted that cum, so I started squeezing my muscles to try and force it past the cord. Tammy must have realized what was happening, because she started milking the base of my cock with the hand that wasnā€™t up my ass. It hurt like hell because of all the pins on my cock, but rapidly turned into a feeling that was almost like a second orgasm. Together we got the cum past the loop, down my cockshaft and into my mouth.
I layed there in post-orgasmic bliss, gently sucking my own cock. Tammy smiled as she watched me ā€“ she knew what I was doing. Finally I let my cock pop out. The back of my mouth was full of cum and spit. Tammy told me not to swallow it yet.
Tammy told Ann to tie the cords back to my toes. A little awkwardly I got my legs back down, with Tammyā€™s fingers still in my ass. With her other hand she gently rubbed my body. Then she planted a knee in my chest and told the girls to start taking off the pins.
Ann took off the first pin, then immediately two more. I arched up and almost lifted Tammy off me. By this time theyā€™d been on for at least an hour. Lotā€™s of experience has since taught Tammy and me that the longer they stay on the more they hurt when they come off. Tracy freaked out from my reactions and refused to participate. Ann was having the time of her life. I realized what Iā€™d put Tammy through earlier, but I also thought that what was happening to me must hurt worse, because I had a lot more pins on, and theyā€™d been on a lot longer. As Ann pulled pins off I tried to buck Tammy off my chest. I swallowed my cum so I could beg them to stop. Tammy told her to stop for a bit so I could quiet down. Ann smacked me in the balls, but at least she stopped with the pins.
Eventually I calmed down. Tammy and Ann worked out a plan to get the rest of the pins off without driving me completely insane. Ann pushed a finger up my ass next to Tammyā€™s. I think I now had three fingers up there. I couldnā€™t believe a 16 year old girl would finger a guyā€™s ass, but Ann was something special. I knew I had to get with her somehow later.
Ann started pulling pins off again. The girls decided when to start and stop by how hard my asshole was gripping their fingers. There were so many pins it felt like it went on forever. Finally they were done. I was a mess. Sweat was pouring off my body. Every thing ached. My limp cock and balls were still extremely sensitive from the pain. My nipples were on fire. I could see angry red marks from the pins, even in the dark.
Tammy pulled her fingers from my ass and started rubbing them on my face. I knew she wanted me to suck them into my mouth. At this point I didnā€™t care what happened. I opened my mouth and sucked her fingers.
Ann still had a finger in my ass. With her other hand she started to stroke my cock. I asked her stop because the pain was still too great. She leaned down and sucked my cock into her mouth. She looked up my body at me, and started licking and sucking it gently. I was in love again. Her soft little lips and tongue were soothing the pain away. Tammy sat back to watch.
Ann carefully and patiently sucked on my cock until it was stiff again. The cord around the base, which had been loose because my cock was limp, tightened back up. I felt like my cock was going to burst, there was so much blood trapped in it. Ann pulled her mouth off and started sucking my balls. When my cock popped out of her mouth, it was more swollen and angry looking then Iā€™d ever seen it. Tammy was so amazed she had to touch it. She asked Ann if sheā€™d ever sucked a cock before. With my balls still in her mouth Ann shook her head no. Tammy said she was jealous. She played with my cock while Ann continued to suck my balls.
Ann took my cock back in her mouth, pushing Tammyā€™s fingers down the shaft. Watching me all the time, she bobbed her head up and down. Tammy took her hand off my cock and put it on Annā€™s head. My orgasm was building. I was thrusting into her mouth as best I could, but I was basically trapped. My cock and balls were still tied to my toes, and Ann was laying on my legs.
God did I cum. My asshole tightened up around Annā€™s finger. I could feel my body pushing hard to force the cum past the loop at the base of my cock. My cock spouted cum into Annā€™s mouth. Her eyes got wide when the first pulse hit her tongue. Thatā€™s when I knew this really was her first blowjob. I think she may have tried to pull her head away, but Tammy kept it on my cock while I finished. I watched that sweet little girl come to terms with the first load of cum sheā€™d ever had in her mouth. Some of it dribbled out of her mouth down the side of my cock. Finally she swallowed. It was so cool to feel her swallow with my cock still in her mouth.
Tammy let Ann pull her mouth off my cock. I told her she was amazing, and that I wanted a kiss. She pulled her finger out of my ass and crawled up my body. We kissed. I could taste my cum in her mouth. It felt like we kissed forever, it was so good. When we finally stopped she laid her head on my chest. Tammy and I looked at each other.
To be continued. . .

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Bound & Blindfolded

BOUND & BLINDFOLDED
As I may have told you previously, my wife and I have had a
very honest relationship concerning sex. We discussed with each
other what we enjoyed and what we liked and didn’t like and most
of the choices were determined through experimentation. Our
fantasies, which were a major part of our love making, were used to
enhance our pleasure and to provide the degree of variety we
needed to keep our love fresh. We tried some light bondage and
submission with the full understanding and agreement that there
would be no severe pain. That was something that we both didn’t
like or enjoy. We would tie each other to the bed on different
occasions and sometimes we would be blindfolded, sometimes not.
Pleasure and titillation would be administered by the dominant
person.
On one particular Saturday afternoon, my wife had just finished
her shower and informed me that she was in the mood for some fun
and excitement. She asked me if I was in the mood for a tie-up
session. Of course I was always ready and she told me to get my
shower and come to the bedroom as soon as possible. When I
entered the bedroom, Mary was dressed in a black garter belt, black
panties and black fish-net hose and that’s all.. She was in full
command as she told me to lie on the bed and she tied my arms and
legs to the four corners of the bed with the special leather straps we
had purchased for such occasions. She then proceeded to blindfold
me. Being vulnerable like that and feeling the anticipation of not
knowing what she was going to do, caused my flaccid member to
stir and grow hard immediately.
Mary started to pump and stroke my hardening cock and
soon, I felt her warm mouth slide down over the mushroom crown
of my prick and she completely engulf me in her soft warm mouth.
Her hand was stroking and “jacking me” while her tongue circled
the head of my throbbing manhood when I heard the doorbell ring.
She let my member slip from her mouth with a plop and told me she
was slipping on her robe and would be back in a minute to finish
what she had started. I heard Mary open the front door and then
heard her talking to someone but I could not make out either the
conversation or the identify of the person she was talking to. There
was a pause of several minutes and I heard whispering when the
bedroom door opened. I could hear some muffled sounds and
giggling when I heard Mary say, “Don’t talk or say anything, he
doesn’t need to know who it is. We do this little bondage thing
every two or three months and today is my turn, kind of wild huh?
“What do you think of my captive?”
Well, I started yelling and telling Mary to get whoever it
was the hell out of there and she told me that it was alright, her
friend was just interested and wanted to see how this sort of sexual
bondage play really happened, so that she could do the same thing
with her husband sometime. Again, whispers and giggling and I
sensed that I was really being looked over from head to foot. My
cock was jumping all over the place and laughter every time it did
spring about.
Mary continued by saying, “You see, it has a mind of its
own, I was just getting him excited and ready when the doorbell
rang. He likes me to,…. you know, …. kiss and suck him for awhile
prior to getting down to some serious business. As you can see, he
could still use some attention before he’s really ready.
“Can I watch what you do, do you mind at all?” I heard the
woman ask. “You bet, I like the idea of someone watching me
suck my husband’s cock, that’s kind of kinky fun, I think.” I felt her
mouth slide down over my cock again as she wrapped her tongue
around the head and swirled it, coating my shaft with her saliva.
“He’s getting harder and bigger. isn’t he?” the woman guest
said in a whispered tone.
“Yes, It’s really exciting when I can feel his cock grow in
my mouth, I get sooo wet every time I do this.”
“I’m really wet too, just watching you.” the woman said
again. Then I heard her ask, “would you mind or let me touch
him?”
“Sure go ahead.” I felt a warm wet hand stroking my cock
up and down as the woman was giggling as she stroked me for
several minutes.
“Would you want to taste him too,” I heard my wife ask.
“I’m so hot and wet from watching you, Hell, yes I want a
taste!” and I felt her lips slid down over my cock. She worked
quickly, savoring the delicious morsel now lodged in her warm
mouth. After a few minutes of that she stopped. I then heard
shuffling and zippers and wondered what was happening, could,….
just maybe,…. yes, the mystery guest must be taking off her
clothing, when Mary said, “OH ,Yes, your so pretty and such lovely
titties. I’m getting wet too, just thinking about what the possibilities
could be here.”
I felt the bed move and soon I felt soft warm soft lips slid up
and down my shaft. “Jerry always likes that!” Mary said, “If fact,
let me help you!” They were actually taking turns wrapping their
lips around my twitching cock and enjoying themselves immensely
at my expense. I started yelling and Mary said “Hand me your wet
panties and I’ll stuff them in his mouth to keep him quiet, then we
won’t have to worry about the neighbors hearing him yelling.
“Mary, why don’t you straddle and ride him so I can see his
cock slide in and out of your pussy. I’ll guide his dick in as you
settle down on it…OK?”
Try as I might, I could not recognize that voice, but I knew
I’d heard it before! I could feel the juices boiling up inside me and I
was moving my hips up and down in order to meet those warm
attentive pussy lips when I felt someone straddle my hips and a
hand guided my prick into a soft and well lubricated pussy. After a
few short strokes I felt the walls of a pussy grip my cock like a
piece of clay. I was sure what I felt was Mary’s pussy gripping my
prick and the woman’s hand directing the operation. It was a
different feeling but what I do know is that it felt wonderful.
I heard the girl say, “God, I’ve never seen anything this wild
in all my life. Watching him sink his cock in your pussy..Oh!, it’s
just beautiful.” I could feel her hands massage my balls and grip my
cock as Mary would move where she was about to slip off my cock
and then she would plunge down, fully impaling herself on my rigid
member. After riding me awhile as she did, Mary lifted her body
and my cock slipped out of her cunt.
“Oh, look, It’s covered with your juices, let me ride him
Mary, do you mind?” I felt warm lips again on my cock licking up
the juices and letting my cock move deeply into a warm mouth.
“Suck him clean now, does it taste good with our mixed
juices on it?” Mary was giving orders to her as well.
Then, as she straddled my torso I felt my cock being guided
into yet another wet wonderfully tight pussy and she started to
grind away on my rigid prick.
Mary took the wet panties out of my mouth and made me
promise to be quiet and not yell anymore. There was more
movement on the bed as Mary, I think, was getting in to positioning
herself near my head and I suddenly felt a cleanly shaven pussy
brushing my face, rubbing up and down on my cheeks and lips. She
lowered her slit onto my waiting mouth.
Mary was talking as she moved over me, “He enjoys having
a pussy on his face. He really has a talented tongue you know, I
think you’d like his oral talents.”
I felt Mary reach down with her hands and spread her puffy
wet lips and although totally blindfolded, I could only envision the
tender pinkness of my sweetheart’s “shaved” pussy. The sexual
electricity was mind boggling and the sweet aroma of a woman’s
sex glued to my mouth, caused my seminal fluid to boil and I felt
the pressure in my balls grow with each moment. I used my tongue
like a blind man uses his fingers to read Braille. I found her
pleasure button and I gently pulled the clit between my lips and
flicked my tongue back and forth over her extended and excited
clitty.
“Oh Yes, eat me Honey,” It was the most exciting time of
my life to realize that it was my wife’s shaved pussy I was licking.
When I heard my wife yell that she couldn’t hold off any longer and
said, “Oh, Yes, I’m cumming!”, as she rubbed her “shaved” wet
slippery pussy harder against my lips and probing tongue.
“How do you like my shaved pussy Honey, did I surprise
you?” I said in between licks, “Oh, God, it’s wonderful, I love
it…so soft and tasty. “You really do know how to suck a pussy,”
she moaned.
To have my mouth clamped to a woman’s pussy at the
precise moment of her climax is the most intimate expression of
love and passion one can offer. The pure lust of the moment was
fantastic and I couldn’t hold off any longer and exploded a copious
amount of thick warm love cream deep into the gripping pussy
surrounding my cock..
Then I heard Mary ask the other girl, “Did he cum? I
wanted some of that too.”
Again, I didn’t recognize the voice but she said, “I think he
has filled me with his hot cum.” It was a very emotional moment
and her voice was probably distorted from the shear passion of the
moment as I still didn’t place or recognize the sound of her voice.
I felt the girl roll off of me, but still lying on the king sized
bed. She was apparently just satisfied to watch my tongue snake in
and out of my wife’s dripping cunt and licking her enlarged clit.
Knowing that she was probably watching the scene before her,
caused me to want to perform to perfection and I increased my
attention on Mary’s sensitive clit and alternated between thrusting
my tongue in as far as possible and then back to her sensitive clitty.
It didn’t take long and she pushed her bald cunt harder against my
wet slick mouth. “Oh, yes, Oh Yes, Honey, Ohhh my!, I’m
cumming again”, she exclaimed.
She collapsed, and I could feel the tension subside in her
body and from her shattering climax. We rested for several minutes
and I sensed that the girls were caressing each other titties as I
heard them moan and say how wonderful it had been.
Then I heard Mary say, “Do you remember what we girls
did some months ago at bridge party at your house? Listen, don’t
think badly of me but I’ve always had a fantasy about licking my
husband’s cum from another woman’s pussy, …..how would you
like to fulfil my fantasy?”
“Yes, Oh, yes, yes, yes you kinky girl” said the girl, “Do it,
hurry!”
The unknown girl moved next to me and I could feel them
getting together off to my right. It was obvious that Mary was
going to lick her girlfriend’s cum soaked pussy and unfortunately, I
wouldn’t be able to watch..damn! damn, damn!. I can remember
Mary telling me many times her favorite fantasy to taste my cum
from another woman…God, I never thought it would ever happen
and now it was happening right here…. right now and right next to
me. Listening to the licking, sucking and moans from these two
women was driving me crazy. I told them I wouldn’t tell..just let
me watch..Mary ignored me and the girl continued telling her just
where she needed her tongue to be. “Yes, there, right there …now
bite my clit gently with your teeth..Oh yes, God I’m cuummmming!,
I heard the woman say, “I’m cumming, still cumming …can you
taste his cream yet Darling. I can feel his cum sliding down inside
my pussy now….get ready so you get what you wanted?” I heard
Mary mumble what I thought was a “yes” and then I heard Mary
say, what I’m sure was meant for my pleasure and benefit, “There it
comes now, Oh! I can see it peeking between your pussy lips now.
Oh, how pretty!” The girl quickly added,
“Lick it quick, I can feel it sliding out of me, Yes, that’s it..,
now, cup your tongue like a spoon and catch his big wad of “sweet
love nectar.”
I heard Mary yell, “I’ve never seen so much cum… OH! so
sweet….I heard the sucking, slurping sounds of Mary as she tried to
get every bit of our mixed juices from this woman’s pussy.
Then I heard the girl say to me, “Jerry, she really is beautiful
when she is licking my pussy, you should see her pull those ribbons
of cum out my slit with her tongue, Oh my, that’s hot.”
When Mary had finished cleaning the girl’s wet, moist pussy,
they went giggling into the shower. I heard them laughing the
whole time. They talked in low voices and I could not hear what
they were saying but I got the impression they were working up a
reciprocal understanding for when Mary’s friend was going to tie up
her husband…Would Mary be invited to join in?
Now, that really excited me to think of Mary with another
man! Would she really do something like that with another man?
Well, that was my first experience licking a shaved pussy and for a
guy who loves oral sex, I knew that I wanted to have Mary keep
her shaved pussy. After all was said and done I must say that the
memory of that Saturday afternoon and the true identity of my
mystery sex partner would never be known to me. And that is the
way it is today, unknown!
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Jodi’s Story Part 6

We finally get the guys together at the ranch. Jodi has several scenarios in mind. All of us do a great job of helping her live them out. One of our most ambitious weekends of sexual exploitation.

Bart Marks His Territory

After our trip we continued to see each other for Friday lunches, and anytime I could get away. I had a boyfriend and the relationship was not going well but I was too stupid to end it. Being with him made me feel free and naughty and desired and wanton, all the things my boyfriend could never make me feel. Our lunches turned into rendezvousā€™ at local hotels for what I affectionately call ā€œnookie lunch.ā€ My lunch hours started taking two or three hours, and I would always come back to work with a glow on my face and bruises somewhere on my body. My boss just gave me a knowing look and grinned, but never scolded me.
One night in the middle of November I was able to get away for the evening and we met in a cheap motel that had a very naughty dirty feel about it. Meeting him here made me feel like a cheap whore, and that excited me. I knew I was in for a good fuck when he carried in his ā€œbag of tricks.ā€ As always, we spent a few minutes talking before he pulled me into his strong embrace and began kissing me ravenously with his soft sweet subtle lips.
His lips! His kisses! OH! How they excite me, cripple my defenses and put me into a state of hypnosis to where I can only obey whatever he commands of me. He knows this; he loves to be in control of my body. He begins to undress me then lays me on the bed. Reaching for his bag of tricks he pulls out some lotion and begins to give me a long sensual relaxing massage all over my body while he is telling me how beautiful I am, and how much he is going to enjoy our night together. He hands were like heaven as they glided over my body, down my back, caressed my plump ass, down my left leg and back up the other side. He loves my ass, he kisses me there and tells me how gorgeous my ass is and how is going to fuck it one day. His tight grip mixed with his enthralling words made me feel like princess who was being conquered by her prince.
He rolled me over and began again with my left leg, gliding his rough hands up to the junction between my legs. He stopped to play with my hair and tell me from now he always wants to see me shaved. Then he continued across my stomach, to my breast, placing small kisses as he went. He massaged both breast and whispers how perfect they were as he pinched and tugged at my nipples. He then started his glorious descent down the right side of my body until he reached my toes. My body melted beneath his hands. When he was done he began to rub my arms all the way down to my fingertips, then one by one he kissed each of my fingers. I felt like I was on cloud nine, so relaxed, so content. He then put my head in his lap and began to rub my face and neck, ever so gently as he told me how stunning I looked laying in his lap. It was the most sensual feeling, and it lasted a long time. When he was finished I was thoroughly aroused. I felt so subservient to him. I had lost total control of who I was, but it did not matter for the next several hours I would only be who he wanted me to be.
After my incredibly delightful and seductive massage he allowed me to lay back and rest for a minute in his arms. We talked of our fantasies, things we liked, things we had done, things we wanted to do and inherently I knew I would do all these things with him. I was so consumed with lust for this man, that even when I was with other men I only thought of him!! He rose from the bed and again went to his bag of tricks and pulled out a glass cock and a digital camera. He told me he wanted pictures of me, pleasing myself with the big glass cock. This sparked my fervor to be totally vulgar and give him what he wanted to see. I took it and wet it with my mouth before I inserted it in my wet, tight pussy. The toy was so cold and it met with my fire hot hole and the sensation was breathtaking. As I thrust the big glass cock in and out of my pussy I was blinded by the rapid fire of the camera flash. He loved my performance, and the evidence was beginning to show in his growing cock. Faster and harder I rammed the huge piece of glass in my wet pussy as he commanded me to do, I could feel my climax approaching and when he saw I was close he said I should ask permission first. I wanted it, I needed it and as I was approaching pinnacle of pleasure I asked ā€œcan I cum now?ā€ ā€œNO!ā€ was the answer I received. I was devastated, past the point of no return, how could I stop this. ā€œPLEASE?ā€ I cried. ā€œNO!ā€ is all I heard. I couldnā€™t stop, it felt so good, but I had to because I wasnā€™t given permission to reach my peak. My heart was racing, I became breathless and my body started to spasm. I begged. I wanted to cum so bad, and he let out a wicked laugh and said ā€œyou can cum now baby.ā€ Seizures took over my body as I felt one climax after another overtake me. Even with my eyes closed I could feel the flashes from his camera and he recorded every second of my shameless assault on myself for his pleasure. When my orgasms subsided, I took the glass cock out of my pussy and cleaned it with my tongue and mouth, tasting my own sweet cum while he photographed my sordid display for his future pleasure. He praised my performance, said I was a good girl and that I pleased him.
Once again he turned to his bag of tricks and pulled out some blue rope. He told me to get on my knees then he tied my feet together and my hands to the sides of the bed leaving my ass exposed in the air and my head down in a subservient position. I was helpless and vulnerable; defenseless to whatever he had planned for me. He took another trip the bag of tricks and brought out a cat oā€™ nine tails. As I heard him crack it in the air I knew what was to come. At first, he slowly sensuously runs the nine leather strips across my exposed ass and up my back, again telling me how beautiful my ass was and how much he loved it and wanted to possess it. The leather tickled my ass and chill bumps covered my body. Over and over again he rubbed those leather straps across my backside, suddenly, out of the blue, he pulled the cat ā€˜nine tails back and lashed my ass with it, but not hard, just enough to get my attention. I jumped at the shock and delight. For a second time I felt the lash of the whip on my ass, as little harder this time. A third time, a fourth, again and again, harder and harder all over my ass, my legs, my back. The sting of the whip was a mixture of both pleasure and pain; I wanted him to stop but begged him for more. My body begins to respond to this new sensation in a way I never dreamed. I am aroused, my pussy is sopping wet, and I am closer to orgasm with each strike of the whip. Bright red whelps began to cover all the areas he struck and after several lashes he began to kiss each whelp tenderly. He encourages my good behavior with his kisses and sweet words. Then he starts my lashes again, harder yet. Again I am close to my peak. Tears start to fall down my face, as the pain, and the pleasure becomes more powerful. ā€œDo not cry baby. You please me so much my angel. Your ass looks beautiful with my marks on itā€ he tells me. After several more lashes my body starts to convulse violently as I reach my ultimate bliss. Suddenly I feel his warm mouth on my pussy lapping up the flow of juices that are spurting out as my orgasms devours my body.
Afterward, he puts his whip down and comes to kiss away my salty tears. Still tied up he again kisses each lash mark and smiles with approval of his handy-work, and my behavior. He unties me and lays me flat on my stomach then begins to gently rub oil on my back to relieve some of the pain. We have been in our seedy hotel for several hours and I have had several orgasms, I comment that he has not entered me once.
I ask him ā€œdo I please you? Do you want to feel my body wrapped around yours?ā€ He laughs. He says of course he wants me. He desires me above all else, and he intends to have me, possess me like no man ever has. He gathers me in his strong arms and kisses my face and holds me tight. After several minutes the pain on my backside returns and my elated gratification has faded. He whispers in my ear, ā€œwho do you belong to?ā€
ā€œYOU!ā€ As if this were the magic word he rolls me to my stomach and enters me from behind, barbarically thrusting his hard cock in and out of my warm tight wet love cavern. Hours of built up primal lust and desire start to come out as he assaults my pussy with each plunge. This savage battering of my tender pussy went on for what seemed like hours. I felt extreme pain, or was it pleasure? I wanted him to stop, and I wanted him to go faster and harder. ā€œSpread those legs bitchā€ he yells at me. I do as I am told and he continues to ravage my inner core. I can feel his body begin to tense and see a predatory look in his eye right before he flooded my sore swollen pussy with his cum. Sated we both lay there motionless for the longest time.
After several minutes I got up to go to the bathroom and as I passed by the mirror I could see the evidence of our animalistic mating all over my body. He walks up behind me in the mirror and looks at his handy work. As he kisses my neck he tells me how beautiful I am. ā€œYour body is mine to use as I want.ā€
Bruises and bite marks covered my body, my mouth and pussy were swollen and sore and my muscles ached all over, but if he had asked at that very moment I would have done it all over again. But he does not ask. We shower together and he washes my body tenderly. After we are dressed he walks me to my car and I leave to go home, and hide all these marks from my boyfriend.

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