* Author's Note: We've all been to summer pool parties, but how many have come with strings attached or, in this case, cuffs?*
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Handcuffed and Helpless...
Cheerful calypso rhythms and splashing pool play spilled over the tall wooden fence into my backyard. Linda and Robert -- my new neighbours -- had invited me to drop by any time past noon. With my arms lugging a hefty case of beer, I eagerly trudged over to join their party. I wasn't expecting what I saw as I opened the gate to the festivities.
My neighbours are 'swingers,' but I'd never seen a glimpse of their lifestyle. When a pair of pink nipples greeted me, my jaw dropped. Linda pushed my beer to the side, draped her arms around me and pressed her breasts against my bare chest. "Welcome, Paul," she smiled. "Come, meet my friends," she said, taking me by the hand. My cock twitched as I pushed my jaw back into place and made the rounds.
Have you ever tried NOT to stare at a pair of mammaries you're meeting for the first time? For fuck's sake, it's a challenge! I'd barely finished shaking hands and exchanging names with the men and women poolside when Linda asked for my help.
"Paul, can you give me a hand getting some ice from the basement?"
I followed her through the sliding patio doors, down the stairs and into the cool air of her finished playroom. My eyes widened when Linda opened the door to that room housing the freezer. I faced a theatrical space designed for 'adult' games. A sturdy wooden frame bolted to the red ceiling, and carpeted floor held silver handcuffs tethered to chains: The black-painted walls -- completed the vibe. Linda sensed my curiosity and invited me to a challenge.
"You've never been tied up to one of these? How's about ya step into it for fun," she laughed as she jiggled the chrome bracelets.
I blinked, but Linda guessed my answer as she winked and grabbed my wrists. In seconds I was secured and locked, arms spread-eagle, my body at her mercy.
"Here's how Robert and I play," she giggled as she tied a blindfold tightly around my eyes. "I'd strap the ball-gag on you, but it belongs to Robert."
I laughed nervously with growing interest. "What about the ice?"
"Yep. We should get that ice."
I listened while Linda shuffled over to one side of the room and opened a drawer. "Damn, the keys to those cuffs must be upstairs in my bedroom. Don't move, Paul, I'll be right back with them."
Before I could say a word, she was gone, and I was alone -- sightless in total black -- listening to the dull thud of music outside. That's when I heard them; a cluster of female voices marching down the stairs laughing and joking -- making their way towards MY room. I felt defenceless as they drew closer.
"My oh my, who have we here?" one of them spoke.
"We should introduce ourselves," chuckled another.
"That's Paul, Linda's friend," a third voice added.
"Hi, I... ugh... was trying this contraption, but Linda has the keys upstairs. She's gone to look for them." That thing between my legs pulsed in protest at my predicament -- as I tried to imagine who stood there.
I strained my ears as they approached me and was surprised when a pair of hands gently caressed my chest. A flash of electricity surged through my core as butterflies nudged my stomach. Another bundle of exploring digits soon joined that set of soft hands. "Oh fuck" -- I thought to myself. "What's happening here?"
The women brushed their long nails in teasing patterns along my skin while nestling their supple bodies against me. By now, my tenacious hard-on struggled hopelessly to poke through my swim trunks. When I felt fingers slip between the waistband of those shorts -- pulling them down -- I shamelessly helped by stepping out of them... and accepted a fact. I was splayed naked, facing three women -- I didn't know and couldn't see -- with a poised erection that implored their touch.
Cold fingers suddenly fondled my balls and made me shiver as a pair of moist lips kissed mine. I felt a gliding finger tap my tip and play with the pre-cum they'd provoked. Her digit fondled and circled my glans and commanded my appendage to jump on its own; the trio of ladies giggled as they watched it dance.
