[All characters are 18 years or older.]
A Woman Called BJ
BJ meets some of Mark's friends while tied naked to his bed
(This story was inspired by one of my Literotica readers. Thank you, BJ!)
Erotic Fiction
by
Casey Bea
Part-2
(A short recap from part-1)
She looked up at him with her mouth open, showing him his deposit of cum, then closed her lips, and made a show of swallowing hard. She then opened her mouth before saying playfully, "Now you see it; now you don't!"
He cupped her head between his hands, lifted her to her feet, and bent down to kiss her. That sent a fresh tingle to her drenched pussy. Not every guy would kiss the lips he had just jerked off into. She was really liking this guy!
He held her naked body closely against his while kissing her and she felt his deflated dick pressed against her pussy. It wasn't limp, but she wondered how long it would be before he could get it up again because
she
sure wasn't done yet! She considered dropping to her knees and taking him into her mouth. She loved when a man's penis grew to full "cock" status inside of her mouth!
But he had other ideas. He broke the kiss, turned her toward the bathroom, and with a swat on her tender ass, he said, "Go and take a shower; the others will be here, soon."
"Others?" she said.
"I promised to tie you to the bed and use you as a fuck-toy," he said, "and I never go back on a promise."
(Part-2)
The shower had a wand attachment with a powerful pulse-jet setting that she used all over her body from blasting her big nipples to pulsing against her clit to squirting up her cunt and especially blasting her asshole. It had been a long time since she'd done anal, but being used as a fuck-toy would surely include that, she expected.
***
When she came out of the bathroom, naked and with towel-dried wet hair, she expected to find other men there waiting for her.
Seeing her quizzical look, Mark said, "They're waiting close by. But first, we need to get you settled in." He took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom.
There were two double beds. One was still made up but the other had been stripped to the bottom sheet. Partway down each side and at each bottom corner was a restraint loop that apparently fastened under the bed somehow.
BJ chuckled and said, "Room service is more accommodating in this hotel than I would have imagined."
"Whenever I go to one of these week-long conferences I bring along my own means of entertainment," he said. From an open suitcase, he took a pair of wrist-cuffs and handed them to her. They were made of supple leather, were about two inches wide, and had a metal loop attached. He put one of them around her wrist and snapped the buckle closed. It was not tight, and she could probably have pulled her hand back through it with enough effort.
As he held the cuff, he told her, "Bend your wrist and reach your fingers back and push that button."
She pushed a small button on the end of the latch and the cuff popped right open. "I don't want you to feel trapped," he said. "You can get free any time you want, and as I said before, just say stop and everything ends right there. I won't pretend that we're not going to enjoy using your marvelous body as a fuck-toy, but it has to be pleasurable for you, too."
As she snapped the other cuff on her wrist and he went down to put one on each ankle, she asked, "So, when do I get to meet the rest of the
we
?"
"You don't," he said as he took something else from his suitcase. "At least not face to face." He handed her a blindfold and added, "I find that a little mystery adds to the thrill."
A minute later, she was blindfolded and restrained spread-eagle on the bed. Although she had washed every bit of her pussy-juice away in the shower, she was already wet again with anticipation.
"Don't go away," he joked as he left the room.
She chuckled, and said, "Oh, I wouldn't if I could!"
A moment later, she heard the door open and then low, murmuring voices. She couldn't tell what they were saying, or even how many there were. Her pussy leaked. He was right; the mystery did add to the thrill!
She listened to sounds that she guessed were men taking their clothes off, and then she could hear them breathing close by the bed. Then she felt hands on her naked body. They caressed her legs, her stomach, her arms, her neck, and even her cheeks. But the teasing bastards didn't touch her pussy, her tits, or even her mouth. She loved it!
Then she felt something pressed into each of her hands. Hard, hot cocks! She wrapped her fingers around them, and the two men began humping her hands. She knew from the feel that neither one was Mark. The cock of the new stranger in her left hand was probably a bit under six inches long, but it was fat! As he pushed and pulled it through her fingers, she could feel that it tapered to a sort of bullet-nose with only a small dip indicating the ridge of his knob.
The one on her right was longer--at least seven inches she guessed and maybe eight--but was skinny by comparison. It also had a much more pronounced cock-head that was a good deal larger than the shaft, with a thick ridge that he pulled back against her closed fingers with each backstroke.
With nothing to go on but a cock in the hand, she nonetheless imagined the guy on her left to be middle-aged, maybe a bit overweight, and probably a bit hairy. The one on her right, she envisioned as a tall, skinny kid of eighteen or twenty, with a head of tousled blond hair making him look like a young surfer.
As she was getting her hands humped, she felt a person crawl onto the bed between her legs and another behind her head. That meant that there were at least four of them. She didn't have enough holes to service all of them at once, so that meant they would have to take turns with her. That thought made her pussy leak even more.
Then, at the same time, she felt mouths press against her drenched pussy and each of her swollen nipples. Two hands gripped and squeezed each of her tits and a tongue began sliding up and down through her pussy-lips. The coordinated attack caused her to suck in her breath, let out a low moan, and then tilt her head back with an open mouth to accept Mark's cock. She knew it had to be him behind her because the guy eating her cunt--which he was doing very well!--had a beard.
The legs near her head inched forward until they were right next to her ears and then a hot, wet pussy was lowered onto her mouth. The momentary surprise vanished as she eagerly sucked and lapped her very first cunt! As she shoved her tongue as far up this woman's cunt-hole as she could get it it occurred to her that this meant there were at least
five
people there to use her as their fuck-toy! Holy shit!
"Oh, my!" the woman said as BJ devoured her pussy. "Mark said that you'd never eaten a cunt before, but if that's true, you've
thought
a lot about it! You're good!"
"Fuck yes, I have!" BJ mumbled into the pussy and then went in search of the woman's clit.
The woman then squashed her cunt against BJ's face before rotating her hips to give her better access to her clit.
The guys on either side of her were biting lightly on her bulged-out nipples while they squeezed her tits and fucked her fists, and the one between her legs had his mouth pressed over her pussy while he darted his long tongue in and out of her cunt hole. From the fullness of his lips and the coarseness of his beard, she guessed that he might be black. And if his tongue was any indication of what his dick was like, she was sure she was going to be enjoying a nice hard BBC before very long. It wouldn't be her first, but it had been a long while.
"Do you boys mind if I play through here and sixty-nine our little friend?" the woman said. "I haven't eaten a pussy in a dog's age."
Bearded-man's mouth left her cunt and the two mouths and four hands disappeared from her tits but the cocks stayed in her grip. Then the woman bent over and BJ felt her naked tits press against her belly and her head go between her legs. The woman rocked and swiveled her hips to fuck BJ's face as she reached under and grabbed her ass-cheeks. She then began to lick BJ's drenched pussy from one end to the other.