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The taste of rubber filled his mouth. It was the taste of the rubber
ball gag that she had stuffed into his mouth just before she blindfolded
"It's no use to struggle, dear," she said. "Your arms are securely tied
to the headboard. Your feet are tied together and secured to the foot of
the bed. Remember, you agreed to all of this."
He had agreed. Eagerly.
"I have a special surprise for you," she had said at dinner two weeks
ago. "But you have to agree to everything. Even though you don't know
what it is. All I'll say is that it's something you've wished for, for a
Now, here he was, his arms stretched and tied above his head, his naked
body pulled taut on their bed, and his sitting squarely on his chest.
He felt the sharpness of her high heels digging into his naked thighs as
she shifted and climbed off of him.
"I was going to put ear plugs in your ears but then I decided that this
would be much better. Yes, much better," she said.
He could hear her walking around the room as she spoke.
"I hope you liked the way I look tonight. I hope you liked the
stockings, the short skirt, my hanging out of my blouse. I hope you
liked the teased hair, the make-up and the come-fuck-me shoes. And there
are some things you didn't even get to see underneath it all. Yes, I think
I look pretty hot and slutty tonight. Don't you?" she asked.
He nodded his head as vigorously as his restricted position would allow.
"I'd like to say I dressed up like this for you. But I didn't," she
He could feel her standing next to the bed now, next to the edge where
he was firmly tied.
"You see, dear, frankly, I'm really sick of it," she said. "I'm sick of
you asking, hinting, insinuating and hounding me. It's constant now, you
know, your asking the same thing. We can't even have a simple dinner
when you don't manage to work it into the conversation," she said.
He felt her move, heard her leave his side of the bed and go back to the
center of the room.
"Oh, good! I can start now," he heard her say, and heard her moving
around the room again.
"You've been at it for two years, now. Did you know that, honey? Two
years!" she said firmly. "It started slowly at first, and now hardly a day
goes by without you bringing it up. Dear, I'm unbuttoning my blouse now.
Nice and slow. Now, I'm taking it off."
He heard the sound of the fabric rustling in the air, felt the breeze as
the thrown blouse passed by his face.
"I'm wearing that very sexy black bra you like so much. You know, the
half one that pushes my up and makes my nipples stick out," she said.
"Oh, yes, please do that. Rub them," he heard her say. Then silence.
He listened, but just heard her breathing and the sound of his own heart
pounding loudly in his ears.
"And it's really an obsession with you now. You leave porno magazines
out for me to see with pictures, articles and letters about it. You send
websites with pictures to me at work about it. And honey, I'm sick of it.
Do you hear that sound, dear? That's my skirt unzipping and coming off.
I'm standing here in a very sexy black garterbelt and my stockings," she
"What do you think? Like what you see?" she asked.
Confused, he heard some rustling, heard her take two steps and then a
soft moan. Her moan.
"Ohhhh, I guess you do like it," she said. "And dear, I can't begin to
count the number of porno you've rented about your obsession and
begged me to watch them with you. Then you ask every three minutes if it
turns me on and if I'd like to try it. Honey, now I'm spreading my legs
apart and slipping my finger into my very wet cunt. Oh, I'm sooo hot! And
it's soooo easy to put my finger in because I'm wearing those nasty
crotchless that you bought me and I've never worn before. But I've
got them on now."
"Oh, yes, that's it! Go ahead! Right there!" he heard her say.
He strained, listening intently, listening to her rapid breathing,
listening to the wet, sloshing sounds of her masturbating, of slippery
fingers moving in and out. Then he heard her move again, back around the
bed and over next to him, standing near his head.
"Do you hear that? That's the sound of me rubbing my cunt. I'm
touching my hot little pussy, but can you tell what you don't hear?" she
He turned his head, stretching, listening. Nothing.
"You don't hear any rubbing of my pubic hear. I shaved my today.
You wanted me to do that too, didn't you? So I thought that I might as
well go all the way tonight. Now it's so hot and slick, honey. It allows
everything to be seen, my dripping lips, my pink opening, everything,
and there's my hard clit all swollen. Too bad you can see it, honey," she
said. He heard the soft, liquid sounds of her rubbing and touching
herself. "Uuuuuummmmm," that feels so good," he heard her say, as the
rubbing sounds continued.
"So dear, I've finally had all I can take of your asking me about it and
obsessing about it. Would I like to have another fuck me? How about a
threesome? Would it turn me on to fuck some other guy while you watch me?
Would it turn me on to have another join us? Well, dear, suppose we
Across the room, he heard a noise. First metal sounds, a belt buckle,
perhaps? Then cloth rustling, a thud, perhaps a shoe dropping. He cocked
his head, canine like, turning an ear to the sound. Had she moved
undetected, away from the bedside and back to the middle of the room? He
felt the sag of the mattress, the weight of another person climbing in the
bed. Then a shock, as she spoke again, still standing at his bedside.
"Ummmm, that looks nice," she said.
He heard her walk away, the slow sauntering click of her high heels on
the floor, around the bed, to the other side. He felt the bed sag again.
"Oh my," she said. "That's so big. I can hardly wait to ride that
nice, hard cock. Does that feel good when I rub it?"
The bed shook. Then he heard her laugh. "Okay, let me put it in. You
just lie there. Yes, just press the head against my hot lips. That's
it. Now I want it in me!"
He felt the bed jostle, then bump, then her loud moan.
"Ohhhhhhhh, yes!" he heard. "That feels so good. Oh, god, it's so deep
and so hard."
He felt the bed beneath him begin to move, gently at first, then steady
"Yes, fuck me! Pump me with that of yours. Oh, I can feel it
going so deep inside me! You're splitting me open with that big cock. Oh,
god, yes! Do it!" he heard her say, her voice now throaty and breathless.
"Ahhhhhh! You like fucking that tight of mine, don't you? You
like slamming that huge piece of meat into my hot hole, I can tell," she
He listened for a response, stretching his neck muscles and straining to
hear some clue about the sharing the bed with him. Nothing. Silence.
Just the creaking of the bed and her moans filling the air.
"Oh, god, I love riding this fat cock! YES! Shove it in me! Deeper!
Yes!" she urged.
He heard the slapping of naked flesh on flesh, and the soggy, squishing
noises of lubricated sex, as slick organs rubbed and mingled together.
"Wait! Wait!" he heard her shout, then a long moment of silence. The
shaking of the bed stopped. All calm, all quiet.
"I think I'm ready. Are you?" he heard her ask, panting, breathless.
He heard no response.
"Dear," she said. "You kept on and on, asking the same question, and I
didn't know how to respond. You were always trying to convince me to let
another join us. Asking how I'd like to have sex with two men. Well,
dear, I'm about to find an answer to that question, too."
He heard movement. Was she getting up? Was the leaving? Then he
felt the weight, the bed sagging as someone sat down next to him, naked
flesh rubbing up against his side. Was someone else in the room? Or had
she moved around to sit next to him? Then he heard her speak, still from
the other side of the bed.
"Okay, we'll take it easy at first. This is new for me. But when we
get warmed up, I promise it will be really good."
Was that someone else sitting on the bed next to him? Was she trying to
fool him? He struggled to hear, hoping to tell if the she had been
fucking had gotten up and was now sitting on the edge of the bed. Then he
heard it, the slow, sloppy squish of sex starting up again next to him. It
was the unmistakable sound of a hard cock going into a wet vagina. He felt
the bed begin of thump again, and then new movement next to him from the
edge of the bed. Someone was crawling over top of his bound body, over top
of him to reach the fucking couple next to him. He felt a hairy leg drag
across his thighs, then a penis, yes, that was it, a hard penis, drag
across his body. He listened. He heard nothing, except the slow, fluid,
rhythmic pumping starting up again. Then he heard her whisper.
"Oooooo, that's nice. Yes, that's good. Stick your finger in my tight
little asshole. Easy. Easy. Ahhhhh, yes. I can feel my hot little being stretched open for you. You like that?"
Then he heard a low moan, starting from deep within her and spilling out
of her mouth.
"Oooooooooooooo, that's heaven! You're driving me crazy! Yes! I love
your tongue in my asshole while I've got another cock stuffed in my cunt.
Oh, that's it, yes, eat my sweet asshole! Eat it! I love it, your tongue
inside my ass. Can you feel his cock from there? Oh, yes, stick it in,
He heard her groan, as the bouncing of the bed grew stronger and
continued for several minutes, then stopped suddenly.
"That's it," he heard her say. "Smear it all around my asshole. Oh,
yes, that will make it nice and slick. I can hardly wait to have your big
cock buried deep in my asshole. Would you like that? Would you like to
push that monster into my tiny virgin ass? Oh, that feels good when you
put two fingers in my butt. Yes, work it around, loosen me up! Ohhhh,
yes, I'm ready now. I want you both to fuck me at the same time."
He tensed his body, rigid against the ropes and cursed his heart for
pounding so loudly that he couldn't hear her, hear them. He held his
breath hoping to eliminate the roaring sound he was making as air rushed in
and out through his nose. Then he heard it, her scream.
"AAAHHHHHHHHHH!" she yelled. "Ohhhhhh, God! That hurts! Wait! Wait!
Stop! Stop a second! Don't! Don't…. don't pull out. It's just so big
in my ass!"
Time stopped for him. All sound stopped for him. Then he heard her
deep throaty exhale.
"Ahhhhhhh, yes, it's okay now. Now slide the rest of it in. Go ahead,"
He heard the room fill with the sharp intake of her breath then the low,
vibrating hum from her throat. "Uhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmm."
"OH, YES! All the way! Stick that in my ass. Oh, god, yes,
fuck me in the ass. And fuck my hot cunt. Yes, do it! Fill me up with
those two big dicks. Oh, yes, it feels like you're going to me wide
open. I can't believe it, you're both so big, so deep inside me! Yes,
pump those hot cocks into both of my holes!"
He heard her grunting, her low deep guttural sounds that coincided with
each lurch and thump of the bed. He picked out the small words that fell
out along with her pants and moans. The "ohs" and "ahs" that interspersed
the wave of noise emanating from other side of the bed. He heard her
breathing coming faster now, her tiny gasps more frequent, as the bouncing
of the bed changed from a patter of smaller countering thumps to a heavy,
deep, rhythmic pounding, so violent that he felt his body being bounced off
of the mattress. He could feel the repeated tugs at his wrists and ankles
as his body flew up and down on the bed, mirroring the nearby pummeling.
"Please! Yes! Come on, don't stop! Don't stop! Fuck me! Harder!
I'm gonna' come, too! Come on! Shoot it in me! Give it to me, both of
you! I want it in both holes! Yes, cream in my ass! Oh, god , yes, I'm
gonna' come!" he heard her scream, as his bound body flailed up and down
from the thrashing.
"I'm CUUUUMMMMMIINNNGGGGGGG!!!" she shrieked.
He heard the loud smack of bodies, grunts and moans as sweat
covered flesh slammed together, drowning out the wrenching of the bed and
the creaking of the wooden bed frame. Then silence and stillness. After a
moment, a chorus of soft deep breathing arose from the bed next to him. He
heard people panting, catching their breath. He heard her whisper,
strained to hear but couldn't make out what she said, or what was whispered
back to her. Then she laughed, and her laughter exploded around him,
filled the room and rang in his ears. He felt the bed jostle and shake as
he heard people began to move about. Footsteps filled the room, scurried
about for a moment and then more silence. He was alone in the room.
It was the sound of her high heels on the floor echoing down the hall
that made his lift his head. He heard her come into the room and walk over
to the bed. He felt the bed shake then felt her weight upon his chest, her
nylon clad legs pressing hard against his ribs as she sat on top of him.
Hands worked behind his head and in a moment, his blindfold was off. Light
flooded into his eyes.
He focused his eyes and looked at her now sitting squarely on top of his
chest, her swollen, spread vaginal lips were just inches from his chin.
The semen dripped out of her slit and formed a small puddle in the hollow
of his chest, just on top of his sternum. He could feel something dripping
from behind her. A small warm rivulet was running down onto his stomach.
He could see the smile on her face.
"Well, dear, did you enjoy me having sex with another man? Or a
threesome?" she asked, knowing that no answer would come from his still
"So we won't be having any more of that little obsession will be?" she
"Oh, and dear," she said, as if remembering something forgotten, "In the
last few weeks, I've notice that you've added a new wrinkle to your
constant questions and hints. Would I like for another woman to join us?
Do I want to have sex with a woman? How about a threesome with another
woman? Well, I not about to listen to that for two more years."
She slid sideways off of his chest and stood up by the side of the bed.
There, standing at the foot of the bed, was an attractive brunette, naked
except for black thigh high leather boots. She held a small, nasty looking
whip in her hand.
"So, dear…" he heard her say, as she moved to replace his blindfold,
"Why don't we just go ahead and answer that question tonight, too?"
Plunged into darkness again, her heard her walk away, heard the sound of
a small giggle, and then her moan, "Oh, yeesssssss!"