A Bet's a Bet

"We raised the stakes," said Fiona.

"...and a bet's a bet," I said.

They both laughed. Fiona rolled a joint while I opened a bottle of wine. It was two days after their last visit. In those two days I had gone over every detail in my mind. I had examined every pixel of my memory of Jan's gaping cunt, of Fiona's long thighs, and fucking Jan's arse with my finger.

"So?" I asked.

"Do you want to know the punishment, or the bet, first?" Again it was Fiona who was driving the show.

"Let's start with the punishment."

"A step up from yesterday. Fully naked, tied face down to the bed, and with a strap!" said Fiona.

"And the finger in the arse?"

"And the finger in the arse."

"Wow," I said. "If I had known that women had these sort of fantasies my sex life before this might have been quite different."

"It's a punishment fantasy," explained Fiona. "It has to be a bit out of the normal fantasy comfort zone, otherwise what is the point?"

"And what was the bet?"

"Whether or not you have ever had a three-some."

I looked from one to the other. They looked at me. Who would have chosen yes, and who would have chosen no. The result would determine whether I got to stick my finger up Fiona's arse, or to do it again to Jan.

"Who said what?" I asked.

"I said you hadn't, Fiona said you had," answered Jan. She looked worried. Fiona looked worried. They both looked worried. Which way would this go?

"And the winner is?" asked Fiona.

I was thrilled. I looked at Fiona. She was suddenly nervous.

Today she was wearing jeans and a button-up shirt. She was beautiful, but not as sexy. But getting her out of the jeans would be sexy. Looking at her cunt would be sexy. Sticking my finger up her arse would be sexy.

"No, I haven't," I said.

Jan beamed; Fiona was crestfallen. Because she had lost the bet, or because she had lost control?

Today it was Jan who looked the sexiest. It was the short skirt, again, and the bare legs, the anticipation of what was up that skirt which I had glimpsed. On top she was wearing a fitted t-shirt that hugged her generous breasts. For some reason, today, I was more attracted to Jan, but it was Fiona -- Fiona of my fantasies -- whom I was going to touch. It's a tough world to feel longing for two women at the same time! Luckily the recompense was to be able to touch one of them -- to stick my finger up her wonderful arse -- even if I wasn't allowed to touch her cunt. The recompense would be to tie this beautiful woman about whom I had fantasized for months and to look at her cunt.

"Let's get it over with then," said Fiona, resignedly.

"Don't be like that," I said. I was much more confident than the previous day. I was privy to the rude thoughts that went on in her head. "It won't be much fun for the two of us if you're going to be resentful. I'm not going to do it unless you want to do it."

I didn't want to be involved in reluctant sex games.

Fiona was already standing and taking off her jeans. She stood there wearing dark, lacy see-through panties. I could make out her pubic hair on her mons. I was ready to ejaculate in my pants just from the sight of her.

"I'm just getting used to the idea of losing. I honestly thought you would have had a three-some. But, it's okay - a bet's a bet. You can smack me with your belt and I will like it. I like a strapping."

"We need some ropes," said Jan as we made our way into the bedroom. My bed had wooden bed-ends. Perfect for tying someone up. I found two old ties in a drawer, the cord of my dressing gown, and remembered a piece of rope under the kitchen sink.

When I got back to the bedroom Fiona was standing, tall, slender and - naked. I stopped in the doorway, bewitched by her small tight high-set breasts and the pale triangle of her pubic hair.

"You've been hanging out for this. I know you have," she said.

She got onto the bed and stretched out on her stomach. Jan took the two ties to the other side of the bed and roughly fastened them to her wrist and ankle and then to the bed ends. I did the same with the cord and rope on my side. She was spread-eagle naked.

"That is a wonderful thing to see," I said.

"It's more strappings today," said Jan. "And with a belt. It's twelve altogether."

Fiona sighed. She was hoping Jan might have forgotten.

"So, we're going to do six and then the fingering and then the final six."

I looked at Jan, surprised. After winning the bet she had changed. She was confident and more sexy. To my surprise she began undoing her skirt.

"It's more comfortable," she said, pulling her t-shirt over her head, leaving her standing in white see-through knickers and bra They both accentuated her hour-glass shape. Fiona had turned her head to look at her friend. I suddenly wondered if they played with each other sexually. I had never thought that before.

"And you," said Fiona. "Why don't you take your jeans off?"

Why not indeed? I quickly shed my jeans and stood there with my erection pressing out the front of my jocks.

"Jocks as well," said Jan pulling down her own knickers at the same time until she was naked from the waist down.

My erection was waving ludicrously in the air. Jan was standing, still in her shoes, her dark glorious pubic hair on display. Fiona was spread-eagled, naked, tied to the bed. I could see the furry purse of her cunt between her legs, below the shapely curve of her bottom.

I was in heaven.

Jan retrieved the belt from the loops of my discarded trousers and handed it to me. I positioned myself at the edge of the bed. Fiona turned her head so she could look at me.

"Six," Jan reminded me.

I bought down the strap across Fiona's buttocks.

"Ahh!" she cried, her eyes widening. "Harder," she said.

I brought it down a second time -- harder this time. She bit her lip and grunted. There were two bright red lines across her buttocks. I aimed a little lower, closer to the top of her legs but first I trailed the belt first across the skin of her thighs, letting the end of the belt drop down between her legs and then pulling it up towards her torso as I retrieved it, brushing it against the surprisingly thick cunt lips I could see nestled in her pubic hair.

I brought it down twice, a bit harder. The sound of a whip cracking.

She tried to twist on the bed, to curl up away from the strap, but the restraints stopped her.

Fiona made an 'unnggh' sound and closed her eyes as the belt came down again with a crack twice more.

Jan pulled out the tube of lubricant. She had assumed the control that had previously been Fiona's.

"Climb on the bed," she commanded me. "Sit astride her facing her feet."

I did as I was told. Why wouldn't I? I positioned myself with my knees on either side of Fiona, my naked bottom resting on the warm skin of her back. My cock was like a piece of steel and was leaking pre-cum, my balls rested in the small of her back.

"Open her cheeks."

I could feel Fiona lifting her hips slightly in invitation as I pulled her cheeks apart. There was her puckered anus and there was the extraordinary beauty of her cunt, surrounded by her pale pubic hair. Her cunt lips were thick and curly and opened with my action and it was clear that she was wet and glistening.

Jan leaned forward and drizzled the lube onto her anus. Fiona whimpered, shifting slightly beneath me. I slathered my finger and repeated what I had done with Jan the previous day, teasing the puckered opening with the tip of my finger before pushing it through the tight hole while Fiona squirmed and groaned quietly.

My cock was leaving a pool of pre-cum on her back. Fiona bucked beneath me. I held my hand steady while she fucked my finger.

"You need a thick cock in your arse," I said as I fucked her with my finger. "You both do," I looked up at Jan, whose face was flushed. She had one hand clutched between her legs while she watched.

"Okay," said Jan, snapping out of her sexual reverie.

"Enough! Go and wash your hands." They were big on cleanliness -- these two. I pulled my finger out slowly, feeling Fiona's sphincter close and then climbed off, my cock waving in the air. I went to the bathroom while Jan cleaned up the cream with a bunch of tissues.

When I returned I picked up the belt and went to the other side of the bed. I trailed the belt again between her legs again, so the leather slid along her labia and over her buttock.

"Oh fuck," she said. "Get on with it."

Then I was business-like and delivered the six strokes in one swift sequence making Fiona sob with pleasure and pain as each stroke landed.

"Touch my cunt. Please touch my cunt. Please make me come," she cried after I had put the belt to one side.

I put my hand between her legs and slid two fingers between her lips and into her wet fuck-hole while a third finger found her clitoris. She started orgasming almost immediately.

Jan came up behind me.

I felt Jan's hand between my legs, caressing my balls and then her hand took hold of my cock and, with the copious pre-cum as lube, pumped me. Almost immediately I came. Jan put her palm over the end of my cock. I was cumming into her hand. I fell forward, spent, across Fiona's torso, my hand now motionless in her cunt. She was also spent.

Jan took her gooey palm and wiped my cum onto the back of Fiona's neck. Fiona squirmed half-heartedly but it was done. She had a coat of semen in the fine hair at the back of her neck.

Jan perched on the bed next to me and untied Fiona's arm and pulled it into her lap, where it stroked Jan's pubic hair.

I roused myself and untied her ankles, running my hand up the inside of her thigh, briefly fondling her wet cunt, before untying her other arm.

"Is this...was this...a threesome?" I asked.

"Not really," said Jan. "I didn't orgasm."

"So you want to?" I asked.

Fiona moved over to make room and Jan sat up next to her, pulling her legs up.

"Use your tongue," she commanded.

"I love being told what to do," I said, getting on all fours and putting my face between Jan's legs, breathing in the sweet musk before plunging my tongue as deep as I could go. She scooted forward on the bed and lifted her knees up to her chest to give me a better angle. I nuzzled my face into her lips until my nose was buried deeply and her cunt had almost enveloped my face.

Fiona's hand was between her own legs, rubbing her clitoris. My cock got hard again and dangled below my stomach. I managed to support myself with one arm so I could get my hand onto my cock and rub it while both women closed their eyes and gave themselves to the sensation of their own orgasms. My face was buried so deeply in Jan's cunt that I could hardly breathe. I lifted my head for air, my cock on the point of eruption. And then I came again, the first spurts of cum shot up and onto Jan's chest, and then the rest dribbled from my cock into her pubic hair. For a moment I contemplated her gaping pink cunt and matted pubic hair.

We all collapsed, not touching, naked, spent.

"That probably makes it a threesome," said Fiona.

Yes, we all agreed, that probably made it a threesome.

The End