Arin's flesh rippled into goosebumps as she heard this. Her breathing rate accelerated, making her tits bob up and down in a delightful fashion. She gasped aloud as Molly planted a loving kiss on her tummy, and said, "Don't worry. I'll be up on the porch, reading," and quietly climbed the steps. Leaning out over the railing above the naked bound woman, she called down, "Right nearby you."
Arin jerked in her ropes, then giggled, "I thought you were still standing right in front of me, Miss."
Molly was pleased to hear that Arin could not tell where she was. On an impulse, she quietly retrieved her digital camera from the house, crept down the front porch steps, and went out into the yard. She took several silent pictures of her exposed friend from various angles. Her zoom lens even allowed her a gorgeous view of Arin's smoothly shaved mound and labia, with sunlight glinting off the dribbles of juices streaming from her cunt. Arin was clearly excited by the idea of a silent crowd looking at her like this.
Molly went back up onto the porch, glad that the steps did not creak. She put the camera back in a safe place and settled herself into a chair, and began reading. She was not certain how long Arin would enjoy being restrained in darkness, wondering what was going on around her, but she was certain her friend would call out if she was tired, bored, or too scared at her predicament.
Time passed. Molly finished her reading, and got an impish notion. She went and stood at the railing above where Arin was tied, and started making summoning motions with her hands. She was not certain if Arin would hear or feel the air being moved by her hands. She hissed very very quietly, "Yes. Come closer. It's OK." She saw Arin's posture change into one of alertness. Molly barely aspirated the words, "Yes. Have a good look," and then went back to sit in her chair.
This subtle suggestion had the desired effect. Arin twisted gently in her ropes, shivering and moaning. After a few minutes, her straining muscles generated enough heat to cause a sheen of sweat to form on her skin.
Keeping up the pretense, Molly got up from her chair and noisily descended the steps to stand near her girl. Speaking quietly to a non-existent onlooker, she affirmed, "Yes, you can touch her, if you think that is necessary for your evaluation. The bidding will start soon."
Quietly stepping to Arin's other side, she reached out and squeezed one of her tits, to act the part of someone testing its firmness. While doing this, she used her other hand, turned at a strange angle, to bring it toward Arin from a completely different direction. This hand plucked at Arin's inner thigh, and continued upward to brush across her now pulsating pussy lips. Molly was pleased to see this 'inspection by a total stranger' caused the following reaction: Arin actually pressed her hips as far forward as the bindings would allow. The slut was offering herself for an even closer, more intimate probing.
That did not suit Molly's plans at the moment. Carefully withdrawing the hand at Arin's crotch, she let her other hand move across Arin's chest to test the plumpness of her other breast, even giving it's nipple a gentle squeeze. Arin was taking rasping breaths now as Molly withdrew her hand completely.
Silently stepping back to the original place where she had spoken aloud, she stated, "I think you've all had a good look, and some have even felt her up. Now its time for the bidding. I have decided that we will do it silently. Each of you quietly write your bid for using my slut for one hour on the paper slips I just passed out. I will walk around and collect them. Make certain your name is on the slip. The highest bidder wins."
Molly walked around back in forth in front of Arin, not troubling to be quiet in her movements now, as if walking through a crowd, gathering bids. After several passes back and forth, she paused as if reading them. She murmured, "Very nice, Sir." Making a 'tsk tsk' sort of sound while shaking her head, she sadly whispered, "This is yours Sir, and that first bid already outbid you. Yes, I know its disappointing."
She managed to make a gasp of surprise, followed by, "Well, Madam, I can see you really want to use my slut. Most generous of you - most generous indeed. I doubt anyone will top this." She followed this by a few quiet sounds of 'no', 'no', and 'afraid not' before summarizing. "Madam has the highest bid, but please remember, I plan to do this on a weekly basis, so the rest of you may have better luck next time. Now I think my girl should meet the woman who gets to use her for the next hour."
Standing directly in front of Arin, she removed her blindfold. Blinking in the bright light, Arin darted her glance left, right, and strained to look past Molly's head, looking for the crowd of viewers. Then the penny dropped. "Oh you!" she cried. "There's no one here!"
"On the contrary, girl. There certainly is: me. I intend to get my full hour's usage out of you." Molly wanted to kiss Arin's ear, and nibble on her neck to start, but could not because her arms being tied upward blocked that possibility. She settled on stepping to Arin's side, and kneading her tits and ass while licking her unprotected armpit.
Arin screamed with a mixture of delight and dismay. Extremely ticklish in her armpits, she was soon begging for mercy as her body shook and tugged at the restraints. Molly paused long enough for Arin to catch her breath, and began licking that armpit anew, but gradually transformed that into kissing/sucking and nibbling erotically. Molly sure loved having such control over her friend, and being able to play with her sexually.
The hand she had on Arin's ass slipped between the girl's legs to dampen its fingertips in her dripping cunt juices. She returned it to the crack between Arin's ass cheeks and explored blindly for her sensitive ass hole. At the same time, she brought her front hand down to insert two of its fingers into Arin's squirming cunt. She pressed the thumb of that hand firmly enough onto Arin's clit to trap it and feel it throb with her heartbeat.
Still nibbling Arin's armpit, she began rocking the hand inserted in the girl's cunt to make her fingers drag in and out along the front wall of her vagina. Each time the fingers glided outward, the wrist motion made her thumb mash Arin's clit. As the fingers stroked inward again, the thumb pressure was removed. The index finger of Molly's other hand found Arin's ass hole and began worming its way inward, trying to open the slut's anal ring. This time, Arin's scream was one of pure delight, and in what seemed to be the blink of an eye, her cunt convulsed as her orgasm struck - hard. She bucked her hips forward and back in a rapid fashion, cunt-fucking and ass-fucking herself on the impaling fingers. She even added a sort of churning twist with her pelvis to make the thumb press her clit in a circular fashion.
Molly let her friend cum. And cum. Until Arin finally moaned and slumped in the ropes, completely spent. Easing her fingers out of both of her friend's holes, she stooped down to untie her ankles first. Arin managed to stumble her feet more underneath herself, which took some of the strain off the arm ropes. Knowing her friend would now be weak, Molly untied one wrist and let the rope then slip through the railing, lowering Arin carefully to the ground. Once the girl was safely down, Molly untied her final wrist.
As Arin rested on the ground, Molly unzipped and stepped out of her white linen Byrony skirt with its navy trimmed hem. Her Bonds lacies bikini panties were at least 2 shades darker than normal, sodden from her own excitement at playing with her friend as a sex toy. Stripping off her panties, her cunt felt a momentary coolness as the breeze started drying her wetness. But the warm sun striking her uncovered sex soon warmed her again down there.
Addressing her friend, she said, "Arin, when you have recovered enough, I want you to crawl on your hands and knees up to where I will be sitting on the porch. I want you to use your hands and mouth to make me cum. More than once, if you can. Playing with you makes me very horny, so don't make me wait too long."
Unbuttoning her navy chiffon blouse, Molly ascended the porch steps and placed her blouse and skirt in a tidy pile next to her chair. She had seen no reason to wear a bra today, so she was now also naked in the shade of the porch. Sitting down, she slouched in the chair, scooting her ass forward so that it was perched at the very edge of the seat. She parted her thighs as wide apart as possible, and gently toyed with her cunt, waiting for Arin to stir.
Arin must've been eager to return Molly's favor, because she heralded her strength, and began crawling across the ground and up the porch steps. Molly stopped playing with herself as she became absorbed in the site of her friend in motion. As Arin crawled away towards the porch steps, Molly could see her ass swaying side to side in a very enticing manner. Molly made a mental note to have Arin crawl around a lot more in the future. She made an addendum to the mental note to find some sort of pads that could go under Arin's knees to protect them from abrasion.
When Arin reached the top of the steps and turned in Molly's direction, her shuffling crawl made her tits swing sideways enough to let them peek out alongside of Arin's arms. The slow evaporation of the juices seeping from Molly's vaginal opening had been cooling her labia. The warm breath issuing from Arin's mouth caused a startling contrast in sensation as the girl eagerly brought her face between Molly's thighs.
Arin's eyes almost crossed as she stared intently at Molly's cunt from this close proximity. She knelt submissively between Molly's thighs and brought her hands up. Grasping each of Molly's labia in careful fingers, she pulled them gently sideways as if opening up a precious gift. Molly moaned quietly as she imagined what she must look like on display like this. Her moan turned into a sharp inhalation as Arin plunged her tongue into the well of nectar that was uncovered by the parting of her labia. Arin gleefully lapped clean everything she could find in the intimate region between her fingertips.
Arin lowered her face and fully extended her tongue. She slithered her warm, wet tongue all the way up, starting from Molly's ass hole, across her vagina, pee hole, and clitoris, ending at the very top of Molly's mound. Molly groaned appreciatively at this action, so Arin repeated it several times.
Finally, Molly cried out, "Stop teasing me, girl! I need to cum! Do it!"
Arin did not hesitate, quickly plunging two of her fingers into Molly's sopping cunt. She began tickling the upper wall of Molly's vaginal tunnel with quick strokes of those fingers. Her other hand went beneath Molly's ass where it protruded past the chair seat. A finger of that hand streaked along Molly's butt crack, getting wet from the juices that trickled along that furrow. When her fingertip found the tightly puckered flesh around Molly's ass hole, Arin began softly rubbing that sensitive tissue - not seeking entrance, but merely smearing fluids around and around the opening, generating almost electrical sensations from the nerve endings there.
Arin's tongue was busy lapping the folds alongside Molly's clit, maddeningly not quite touching it. Molly's juices were soaking both of Arin's hands at this point. The submissive slut was obviously enjoying fingering her friend, and wanted to build Molly's excitement up to a massive orgasm. She knew the moment was right when Molly began gasping for breath, and gripped the chair arms so she could lever her quivering pelvis up against Arin's face.
With a smooth movement, Arin sucked Molly's pulsating clit into her mouth and began bobbing her lips up and down on it as she suckled it. The fingers that she had inside Molly's cunt spread apart and rubbed more firmly inside the now shaking woman.
With a glad, shrieking howl of release, Molly came!
Her pussy literally gushed, expelling a warm torrent of fluid that spattered Arin's neck and upper torso. Wave after wave splashed Arin as her friend vibrated against her mouth and fingers in a prolonged series of inner explosions.
After this timeless interval of delight, Molly slumped back onto the chair seat, with her head lolled back and her eyes closed. She remained passive except for the exaggerated rise and fall of her chest as her body attempted to get enough oxygen to bring her breathing back to normal. Arin slipped her fingers out of the warmth of Molly's vagina, and dutifully licked her Miss clean.
By this time, Molly had recovered enough to open her eyes, sit up a little straighter, and murmur, "Come here, Arin." She opened her arms invitingly.
Arin scooted forward on her knees, and pressed her body against Molly's, as she was gathered into a warm embrace. Molly kissed her friend tenderly, and rested their foreheads together as she whispered, "That was absolutely fantastic. I think that was the best orgasm that I've ever experienced. Thank you."
"It was truly my pleasure, Miss. I'm happy to do that whenever you want. I can't tell you how arousing it is for me to be able to give you such joy."
