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“hmm…you better restrain your thoughts, or else you’ll have your hands full” she said

my mind quivered “restraint, hands full….”

I groaned aloud to which she replied “glad it wasn’t wasted on you” “so how about that chair?” she said pointing to the antique faded armchair “restrained, blindfolded, lips nuzzling”

I am bound to the leather armchair, my sight blocked by the black silk scarf, she has carefully tied my wrists down to the low arms, and my legs to the verticals, the leather cool against my skin, the warm breeze playing with my nerves, my arousal stirring, my body becoming increasingly aware of itself. she has left me alone. allowing me to soak the situation in.

her presence is slowly felt, did she ever leave? she was watching me get aroused! something stiff and erect brushes against my lips, a nipple? my tongue darts out to explore what it was. It surrenders momentarily.

“what does it feel like?” she whispers breathlessly into my ear, the warmth causing me to shiver. round full breasts find the skin of my chest pressing. “your hard nipple” i struggle to articulate, as the pleasure washes over me freezing my mind, focusing only on you and the pleasure.

her breasts are glorious and i am desperate to see, as my cock swells with excitement, the nipple pulls away. “Torture!” I exclaim. Softly “you can be such a gorgeous bitch when you allow the slut in you to come out”. “I need heat and wet on my cock” I beg, needing the soft moist lubricated torture she provides so well, keeping me on the cusp of pleasure and the verge of my orgasm at her will.

I feel her heat first, then skin on my thighs, then her wetness as, she brushes purposefully against me, climbing onto me, she faces me, her hard nipples and the fullness of her breasts pressing into my chest and my mind. her mouth finds mine and the hunger reveals itself in the passionate embrace. the wetness of her thighs and clitoris teasing the searching tip of me. “Patience” she demands, as she climbs off

Her tongue begins expertly working down my chest, enjoying my smooth skin. Teeth biting my nipples achingly as she works her way down my belly finally lavishing my cock. “Do you like that?” she taunts? a groan escapes in reply, as my cock spams against her wet heat. “this is only the beginning of your torment” as the pleasure stops. her nails finding every nerve in my skin as they draw slowly across my bare flesh.

Then the sound of heels coming into room, the unmistakable clack of stiletto heels slowly, purposefully entering our space, the idea that she has found someone to join us inflames me. I groan in submissive pleasure. I wonder who, what? the new perfume, confuses my mind, the brush of hair across my bare shoulders makes me shiver…

Now it is the turn of the mystery woman to climb on me, again finding me, facing me, this time I am immediately engulfed as an unfamiliar cunt surrounds me as she penetrates me exactingly slowly, something deep and generous. I know you are watching, turning yourself on at the sight of me being fucked by another woman, I know you, so she must be absolutely stunning,

as she does this your tongue caressing my balls, then it hungrily slides up as she teases my cock, the tip of it dipping into her sweetness “ohh” is my guttural moan.

“I’m frustrated…I want to be her” you speak as you suddenly realise you are getting impatient. the woman smiles at you enjoying the tip of me, the luxury of my desperate thrusts. You watch enjoying now. pleasuring yourself.

Your tongue again explores me to my tip…with her pussy wrapped around it, as you work together at last. “Yes!” I cry “mmm two of you”

“she’s salty sweet” you say the hunger and need dripping in the cracks in your voice. the woman groans. as you simply say “I’m curios about this new sensation” as you stand up. ” Do you want me to fuck her for you?” I say as calmly as I can.

my blindfold comes slightly loose, letting me catch darkened, blurred, glimpses.

Silent you lift your leg over hers and then the other one facing her “I want to share your cock with her”

“Yes” is all I can muster in the eroticism of the moment.

“I want to feel her cunt against mine”

“my breasts against hers”

as she unties my hands, her mouth is on your nipples. the woman arches away, as she allows you to take me in, as you reach forward as your and my hands find her.

breasts, everywhere.

yes.

you sink over me engulfing me in the pleasure of you

is the woman pleasuring herself now? as her moans join ours, her fingers find ours.

deeper

you let me slip out as I slip into her soaking wet cunt

“ohhh”

your clit grinding against hers

the groans fill me

two girls groaning over my cock, me straining not to come over their pleasure

slipping, soaking wet

worshipping me. it is all new to me, I am usually the pleasure giver

This gift of you for me

The moment is imminent and the outcome inevitable and obvious, three simultaneous orgasms, the delight of the idea driving us all to its fulfillment.