Gemma climbed up the ladder and selected a volume of paintings by Seiu Ito. Thumbing through it, she paused at an image of a bound woman in a public square. Hair mussed, kimono pulled open the woman's naked breasts were revealed, and her head hung down in shame. Gemma thrilled at the eroticism of the scene.
Across the large bookshelf ringed office on Manhattan's upper east side sat Gemma's brother Lars. He was 6'2" and broad-shouldered with a narrow waist and blond hair. His combined Scandinavian and Thai heritage conferred a sophisticated mien, delicate and rugged. He was dangerously handsome but had an easy way about him, a bit of a stray dog quality that caused women to feel at ease.
"Remember that girl I told you about? Vanessa from Bogota?" he asked Gemma "I saw her last night."
Gemma turned the page to a different painting in which a bound woman knelt with large flat stones piled on her thighs. She had a look of exquisite agony on her face, a tear ran down her cheek. Gemma regarded her brother with a sly smile. "The one who works the desk at Arc Gallery in Chinatown? Tell me more about her."
Lars sighed. His twin sister knew him better than anyone in the world. They had no secrets even when it came to their more carnal activities. Compared to hers, his tastes were tame. He often wondered why she bothered to care what he had done or with whom. "She's about 5'5", light brown hair, plump but also fit-she's into rock climbing and is a runner. About six weeks ago after an opening we went for drinks at a bar on East Broadway. She asked about our business. Turns out she studied art history at NYU, moved to Bushwick after she graduated. Charles lifted Willem, his Cavalier King Charles into his lap. Stroking Willem's long auburn hair he said, "We ended up taking molly and going back to her apartment."
"When we got there one of her roommates, Anna was hanging out watching a movie. Hot girl, kinda waspy like she's from Connecticut but seems a little bent. Anyway, we drank some water and went straight to Vanessa's bedroom. Fucked and goofed around for a couple hours before the Molly wore off. At one point Anna knocked on the door. Vanessa invited her in. It was kinky, Anna watched while Vanessa blew me. Never took her clothes off or got involved, just sat there and watched. I came while looking in her eyes."
Gemma smirked "Sounds like fun. Is Anna her only roommate?"
"There's another one. She was out that night, but I met her a week later at a club in Bed Stuy. A Taiwanese girl from California named Connie. She's a thick girl, covered in tattoos and gorgeous."
Gemma was always entertained by her brother's vanilla after-hours activities. She flipped pages to an image of a woman on her hands and knees with a large wooden dildo in her mouth and another in her ass. Her calves were tied to her thighs and her wrists were bound to a bamboo pole in front of her. Gemma knew how the woman felt, she'd been in that position herself a time or two albeit with dildoes that were more technologically advanced.
"Were either of the roommates there last night?"
"Connie was. She joined in. It was a pretty unusual night. You might be familiar with some of the things we did, the action skewed a little weird."
"Do tell"
"Welllll... "Lars looked out the window at the wind blowing in the trees "The best part of the night was when Vanessa and I teamed up on Connie in the kitchen..."
Leaves blew off the branches as the memories flooded back... Connie sat backward on a wooden school chair worshipping his cock as Vanessa crept up and tied her wrists to the chair back. Connie's knees were spread wide, and her broad tattooed ass hung over the seat so her damp pussy was suspended in space. Lars slowly stroked in and out of Connie's drooling mouth.
Lars hands found Connie's thick hard nipples. He grasped each between thumb and forefinger, twisted and pulled. He knew Connie loved rough nipple play and was happy to give it to her. As his handling of her breasts got more aggressive, Vanessa she secured a wide fur-lined collar around Connie's neck. She threaded a rope through the collar's D-ring and tied it to the top rail of the chair back. Lars continued fucking Connie's wet mouth as Vanessa gathered her thick, straight black hair into a ponytail and trapped it with a thin rope using a loop knot. She folded the ponytail back over the cinch knot and wrapped the rope several times, securing Connie's hair in the fold. Then she made three tight half hitches and left the long ends dangling down her tattooed back and wetter than ever pussy.
Lars grasped the knot of hair and increased his strokes. Connie drooled on his cock. Vanessa retrieved a black-lacquered, rectangular piece of wood from her bag. It had rows of firm black rubber nubs like fat round bristles on a brush. She misted a thin layer of super slick lubricant over Connie's wide ass and the engorged, distended lips of her pussy. She ran the rows of nubs slowly up and down over her asshole sending spikes of pleasure up her spine.