Readers: this chapter is a little different and contains some same-sex sex, bdsm and few other things. Enjoy. This story might belong in a different category but this is where Janey started.
With Friends Like These Ch. 06
"I am incredibly nervous, Janey, I mean it," Charles said as we stood shoulder to shoulder on the sidewalk in front of Krissy's apartment building.
"Me too," I replied.
It had been one week since Krissy and I had spent the most soft and gentle afternoon having sex. I couldn't think of anything else. It was magical and I wanted more of the same. Of course it was only minutes from when I left her apartment to when I was on the phone with Charles telling him every last sultry detail. All he could say was damn, and variations of it. Hot damn. Holy damn. God damn. But I got the biggest reaction out of him when I told him that Krissy wanted us together. She wanted both of us to meet her at her apartment for "an evening of fun" as she called it. Charles was quiet for several long seconds before shouting "Fuck yeah" into his end of the phone.
Charles and I met at a secluded park to have a long talk about what having him join Krissy and me in bed would mean for our relationship. It was supposed to be a long talk. The reality was we discussed it for about three minutes and both became so turned on that we started making out on the park bench. The kissing and groping got very heated very quickly. It was soon dark out and I was able to pull his shorts down and free his cock. I stood up, backed away from the park bench and dropped my shorts. I wasn't wearing underwear. Charles was plenty hard and I sat in his lap facing him. He guided his cock into me as I sat down and he thrust up. I grabbed the back rest of the bench on either side of his shoulders and I began to ride. Sex outside in public, with the real possibility of getting caught was a major turn on. It was like nothing I had ever done before. No one was around but I found out I have an exhibitionist streak in me too. I rode him for as long as I could until my legs gave out and finally I reached behind me to tickle his balls causing him to cum. We separated and went home agreeing that we would join Krissy soon. Charles' cum was slowly leaking down my leg as I walked into my house and went to take a shower. These firsts in my new and improved sex life were an amazing rush and I loved it. I wanted to move onto the next adventure, the next first.
That's how I found myself standing next to my lover outside the apartment building of my other lover. Krissy was waiting for us inside and I happily reminded myself that this was her idea. She wordlessly buzzed us into the hallway of her building. I led Charles down the hall to her door. There was a hand written note taped to her door and two brown paper bags with handles hanging on the door handle. The note was on white notebook paper and written in a man's handwriting. I knew Krissy's writing which had lots of girly loopy letters and she even drew a heart over each letter i instead of a dot. She didn't write this.
The note said "Dear J and C, first you will both remove all of your clothing, fold it neatly and make a pile on top of your shoes, leaving it by the door. There is a specific bag for each of you. Put on the things from your bag. You may help each other if you need it. When you are both ready knock on the door (if you can hahaha)."
Charles and I looked at each other and mouthed the words "What the fuck". I read the note again. It hadn't changed from the first time I read it. I looked around the hallway and it was quiet and we were alone. While I was looking around Charles had pulled off his shirt and was untying the drawstring to his shorts. Down went his shorts and his underwear came off with them. His shoes and socks were soon off too. I felt some kind of mix of being stunned and rapidly rising excitement and I was just standing there looking from the door to Charles' growing cock.
"You are not following instructions."
He was right, I smiled and pulled my shirt over my head. Always the gentleman he moved behind me and unhooked my bra. He pushed the straps forward grazing the sides of my breasts with his palms. He hooked fingers into the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down. By now I had stopped wearing underwear if I knew there would be sex, and there most certainly going to be sex today. He knelt and quickly pulled off the shorts and my sandals leaving me naked except for four earrings and one silver hoop in my right nipple.
The bags. What the hell was this about? The bags were labeled with a J and a C. Someone had used a black Sharpie and drew crude letters on the front. I took them off the door handle and gave Charles his bag. I reached into my bag and pulled out the first thing I grabbed. I was looking at a black nylon wrist cuff with velcro closures and a metal D ring. Looking further there were four cuffs. Oh shit. Wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs. Like an idiot I again looked up and down the hallway: still no one, just us. The contents of Charles' bag must have been similar because he had already put on his wrist cuffs. His were the same as mine except his were pink nylon and dangling from one was a metal three inch double clasp. He continued getting dressed by bending over and putting on his pink ankle cuffs. Straightening back up he looked amused as he took my bag from me and reached inside. He pulled out the ankle cuffs and knelt down and put them on me. While he was down there he kissed my mound and brought me back to what was happening. I was getting wet and he had to be able to smell me when he kissed me. Standing back up with a broad grin on his face he gently took my right arm and raised it out in front of me and slid his hands down it until he came to my wrist. On went the cuff. He let that arm drop as he reached for the other and repeated the process. One of my cuffs had the double clasp hanging off of it too. Stepping behind me again he slowly pulled my arms behind me and I heard a small metallic click as he worked the clasp attaching my wrists together. Back in front of me with a much bigger smile on his face he looked back into my bag.
"Mmmm, this is good. Oh, I like this," he said.
"What?" was all I could muster.
He pulled out a black leather strap with a buckle and in the middle was a red rubber ball with a series of small holes in it. Holy shit, Krissy got me a ball gag! She expected me to wear a ball gag.
"I don't know," I said to Charles, a little uneasy at this latest development. It was the last thing I would say for several hours. More accurately, it was the last thing I would be able to clearly say for several hours.
Charles moved behind me again, put the red ball up to my mouth and pulled a little. I opened my mouth and let it in. He thoughtfully moved my hair out of the way and set the buckle in place. Charles reached back into his bag and I was waiting to see his ball gag and how he was going to put it on himself. But instead he pulled out a pink leather blindfold. For the second time that day, I thought, what the fuck. I couldn't speak or even lick anything for that matter and now Charles would not be able to see what was going on. Charles perched the blindfold on top of his head and shuffled us over in front of Krissy's door. He pulled the blindfold down over his eyes and in a move that would have made Houdini proud he put his arms behind his back and attached the clasps to his wrist cuffs. I looked at him then back at the door and wondered how to knock on it. I picked up my foot and gently kicked it twice. After about thirty seconds Krissy opened the door.
She was perfect. Her look was amazing but for a brief second I didn't think it was her. She was wearing black lingerie which included an open cup bra, garter belt and stockings. Like me she skipped the underwear, guessing it would only get in the way. The biggest difference in Krissy's look was that her beautiful red tresses were on the top of her head in a tight bun and she was wearing makeup. The bun gave her a serious, determined look and the smokey eye shadow and black fingernail polish completed her new persona. Her nipples appeared to be rock hard as her huge tits were sitting on the shelf of the bra almost leaping out at me. She gestured for me to walk through the door and took Charles' arm and pulled him in shutting the door behind us. Then she locked it for some odd reason as I wasn't going anywhere. I couldn't take my eyes off her I sure as hell wasn't leaving before this night played out to it's fullest.
She spoke for the first time. "Charles it is wonderful to finally meet you, Janey has told me so much about you. Of course, I was eating her out while she was trying to talk so it was not easy to understand her."
Krissy's voice was low and sultry, what I had come to know as her bedroom voice. The sound alone made me wet. She continued. "You will speak only when spoken to. Your responses are going to be either 'Yes, Krissy' or "No, Krissy'. Do you understand Charles?"
He had to be in a happy state of shock because he didn't immediately answer. That was a mistake and it was also when I saw for the first time the riding crop she had in her right hand. The brown wood was separated by a floppy leather end and a black leather handle with several silver studs on the other end. There was a brief whoosh sound followed by a slap as leather found flesh. She whacked Charles squarely on the left cheek of his ass. He let out a welp noise which got him a second whack in the same spot. This time he responded with a "Yes, Krissy."
"Good. Now as for you Baby, are you ready to follow instructions?" Her face was only inches from mine when she asked me that. I nodded several times. She smiled at me. As difficult as it was to take my eyes off of her I looked around the apartment for the first time since she let us in. There were red clothes over the living room lamps giving a softer appearance. Her two ottomans were away from the couch and positioned about two feet apart near where we were standing. Her kitchen table behind us had a towel spread across it that was covered by another towel. Otherwise it looked the same as when I was here last week.
Krissy came up to me again and kissed me, right over the hard rubber ball in my mouth. She pulled back and was smiling devilshly as she dropped her head and began kissing my neck and ear.
