The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. I hope you have fun reading this little shortie. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy. -xoxo Daphne.
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Elizabeth and Leslie are two close friends I've known for years and fantasized about often. All three of us worked in the same office building so we got to see each other on a regular basis.
Elizabeth was a petite, blonde haired, blue eyed, sweet girl with a lovely melodic voice, full breasts, and a tight little rear. Elizabeth worked part time just down the hall from me and loved to come visit every now and then. It was always a highlight of my day to see her lovely smile as she walked into my office, and watch her amazing ass all the way out the door when she left.
Leslie worked on a different floor from Liz and I. She was taller with luxurious dark hair, deep brown eyes, large breasts that were amazingly firm, and beautifully toned legs. Her voice was very sultry and her smile could be highly flirtatious. We had known each other since high school and I've spent years imagining myself holding onto Leslie's full breasts while she rode my cock.
Both of them knew I thought they were gorgeous ladies and sometimes noticed me undressing them with my eyes when I thought they weren't looking. Usually they would just roll their eyes and move on, or playfully slap my wrist as if to say "you naughty boy". I assumed we were just flirting in the workplace. What I didn't know is that the two of them had been conspiring to get back at me.
One afternoon, Elizabeth texted me to see if she and Leslie could come by after work. I was always excited to see them so of course I said yes. Most of the building had emptied by the time the girls got there so I was just doing some work in my office when they knocked on my door.
"Hello there," Leslie said as the two girls walked in with a smile.
"Oh hi ladies," I said giving them both a quick once over. Elizabeth was dressed smartly with a lovely long sleeve black top, a knee length charcoal skirt, and black leather boots that came up to her knees. Leslie was little more casual and wore a one-piece knee length floral dress that zipped up the back and black flats.
Elizabeth hopped up to sit on my desk, crossing her legs and laying her handbag down beside her. Leslie placed her bag on the floor and smiled at me as she locked the door.
"I've got to get going soon," I said starting to get up, "what did you want to see me about?"
"You're not going anywhere just yet mister," Leslie said sternly placing her hands on my shoulders and pushing me back on the chair.
I stayed seated as the two girls looked at me with an air of superiority. Leslie had her hands on her hips, her deep brown eyes locking on mine. Elizabeth rested her hand on her chin as she perched on the desk, her blue eyes staring me down. Neither said a word. They just glared at me, and then smiled at each other mischievously. They had planned something, and I had a feeling I was in big trouble.
Finally Liz hopped off the desk.
"Okay let's get him ready," she said excitedly.
The girls closed in and held me down in the chair as Leslie took a long scarf from her handbag and wrapped it around my chest, tying me to the chair. I was taken by surprise and swallowed hard as I felt shivers of apprehension travel through my body.
"Um...what are you doing to me?" I asked timidly as Elizabeth took rope from her handbag and tied my ankles to the legs of the chair, checking the knots to make sure they were good and tight. There was no question of me going anywhere.
"We're getting tired of you using us as your personal eye candy," Leslie said sternly, "Liz and I are not sexual objects for your entertainment. We think it would be a good idea to show you how it feels to be objectified, so now it's our turn to treat YOU as our personal property, and get what WE want for a change."
Leslie turned to Elizabeth.
"Let's take his pants off."
Elizabeth got on her knees in front of me and began tugging at my clothes as Leslie tied my arms behind my back. Elizabeth smiled at me as she unsnapped and unzipped my trousers, pulling them down my legs.
"Wait a minute girls!" I panicked, "can't we talk about this?"
"Oh my, he's cute when he's scared," Elizabeth said with that naughty little smile of hers. I felt her soft hands slide my underwear down as she leaned close to whisper in my ear.
"We're going to do much more than just look."
I jumped out of reflex at having my clothes taken so forcefully. Part of me enjoyed it despite the humiliation, and I think they both knew that, especially when they saw how hard I was.
"Please," my voice cracked, "what are you going to do to me?"
Leslie leaned closer and smiled slyly, almost whispering.
"We're going to torture you," she gently wrapped her hand around my already hard shaft and began pumping it slowly, "since you can't seem to control your own cock when you're around us, we're taking control of it."
"What?" I asked confused, this was all happening too quickly.
"Oh yes," Leslie grasped my manhood tightly, "from now on THIS belongs to us."
"Oh!" I shuddered at both Leslie's words and her touch as she teased my helpless exposed cock with her firm grip.
These girls were serious.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I need to change," Elizabeth smiled over her shoulder as she turned her back to me, crossing her arms at her waist and pulling her top off over her head.
As Liz was changing, Leslie turned my head to face her instead.
"Sorry, no peeking mister," she teased, softly kissing me over and over while gently pumping my cock at a frustratingly slow speed, just enough to keep me hard.
It was torture.
"Mmmm, this is going to be sooooo much fun," Leslie said more to herself than to me.
After a few minutes of wonderful teasing from Leslie, I heard Elizabeth's lovely voice.
"Well, what do you think?"
I turned my head towards Elizabeth and noticed that under her clothes she had been wearing a really tight soft pink bikini. The blonde smiled with her hands on her hips as if she could read all the naughty thoughts going through my mind. The bikini made full use of her figure, and she looked amazing in it. Elizabeth had tied the bikini top very tightly so that her nipples were clearly outlined through the thin fabric. The bottoms were tight on her ass as well, the strings tied snugly on her curvy hips.
If she was going to torture me I'd never survive it.
Strutting over to me Elizabeth locked her deep blue eyes on mine.
"Just try not staring at my breasts," she said giving me her best badass look.
Of course my eyes went directly to her rack. Her nipples were so erect I wondered just how long it would take for her top to pop off from the tension.
Knowing that she was driving me insane, Elizabeth smiled and straddled me in the chair, whipping her long blonde hair back as she rested her hips on top of mine, her pussy up against my exposed cock. Once on top, she reached behind my head and scritched the back of my neck as if I were her pet. She smiled sweetly, thoroughly enjoying the control she had over me.
Once again I was completely helpless. Elizabeth's smile told me everything. I was her toy now, and she was going to really enjoy playing with me.
Elizabeth began by grinding her pussy up against my cock in small circular motions of her hips. It was such a huge tease. The only thing preventing me from being inside her was the thin fabric of her bikini. With one arm holding the chair for balance, Elizabeth caressed my face gently with the other.
"Think you can handle me?" Elizabeth spoke quietly as she began giving me soft tiny kisses on my face.
I tried to speak...to beg, but could only manage to whimper.
"Shhhhhhh," Elizabeth whispered continuing her assault on my nerves, "just relax, we've got a long way to go..."
Her performance was amazing to watch. She was being so sweet and gentle with me from the waist up while her lower body was humping my cock like a machine. She knew EXACTLY what she was doing to me, and she loved it.
To my astonishment, so did I. There was something erotic and perverted inside my fantasy mind that wanted her to torture me more.
Elizabeth broke the barrage of tiny kisses that made my nerves explode and stared directly into my eyes.
"I want you to make love to me," her words made me shiver.
"Softly," (kiss) she whispered as she stole tiny kisses from me, "gently," (kiss) "sweetly," (kiss). Elizabeth was driving me insane slowly grinding her hips up against my cock.
Then she took this game with my nerves to another level as she blew softly into my ear and began bobbing up and down on my cock.
"I want you to tell me how beautiful I am..." she kissed me gently on the lips.
Elizabeth locked her gorgeous blue eyes on mine and placed her hand under my chin, "...and then I want you to come inside me."
Elizabeth pulled the strings on her hips and her bikini bottoms popped off, freeing her most intimate areas. Maintaining intense eye contact, Elizabeth scooted forward to rub my rock hard cock against her beautiful slit. She was teasing me to the edge of insanity, and she was loving every minute of it.
Entranced by her gorgeous blue eyes, I didn't need to look down to know what was happening. Without breaking eye contact or even blinking, Elizabeth moved her hips forward and pressed her pussy up against my cock, pumping her hips in tiny thrusts. It was such a tease! After a moment, Elizabeth placed her hands on my shoulders and lifted her slim hips to hover poised over the tip of my cock, and she waited there, mercilessly, giving me one last, long tease before slowly lowering herself down.
I moaned in pleasure and relief as my cock spread the walls of her pussy and entered her. Finally, after so much teasing, I felt Elizabeth's body envelop me as the divine heat from her pussy swallowed me completely.
Elizabeth was petite, and her hips were slim, which caused her pussy to feel much tighter as my cock penetrated her. Elizabeth's pussy gripped me with perfect pressure from every side, her cute little ass resting in my lap.
"Handcuff his wrists around my waist," Elizabeth kept her eyes on me.
Leslie took my wrists one at a time and placed them around Elizabeth's waist, locking them into the restraints.
(click)
"Now handcuff mine behind his neck."
Leslie looped the handcuffs through the back of my chair as Elizabeth put her arms around my neck, making love to me with her eyes as she felt her wrists being locked into the restraints.
(click)
"Ready?" Leslie asked Elizabeth.
Elizabeth smiled at me and gave her hips a little wiggle, sending tiny jolts of pleasure through both of us.
"I'll go for it."
