It was the summer and my birthday. I'd celebrated that afternoon by drinking a few glasses of wine with my girlfriend Melissa, her sister Lisa and their sexy cousin Emily
Melissa told me that she had something special planned for my birthday and asked if I could stay for a while. "Sure, of course," I'd answered, not knowing just what I'd committed to.
I guess that it was the wine, but I was still giggling when the three of them suddenly lunged at me, pulled my T-shirt over my head and tightly lashed my hands together with a piece of old clothesline rope, fixing them firmly to the bedpost. It was obvious that I wasn't going anywhere without their permission. As Lisa tossed an empty wine bottle into the garbage she addressed the others. "Great. Let's get started then." The three of them quickly shed their clothing.
Lisa ordered the other girls to flip me over and bind my ankles to the bedposts. Lifting my torso off the bed, Lisa stuffed three big pillows under my stomach. Winking at Melissa, she said, "This should be a lot of fun, baby sister. Emily, please go get the toys."
I was savoring the sight of their naked bodies and was as hard as a rock when Emily returned, toting a soft rubber butt plug and three strap-on dildos. I was stunned. These sexy young women planned to gang bang me, and there wasn't a damn thing that I could do to stop it!
I pleaded with them. I begged. I wept. They just giggled as Emily passed around the toys.
Lisa scowled. "No, take this one, Melissa. We need to prep him first. Don't worry, you'll get your ride. Emily, here, this one's yours... you go after Melissa's loosened him up for us. This one's mine. But the big one's for Melissa. She gets to finish him off." Draping her arm across Melissa's shoulder, Lisa looked her in the eye and said, "Well, baby sister, what do you say we have a little fun?"
Things had spun crazily out of control, and I was beginning to get scared. But the more frightened I became, the more aroused I became. With adrenaline rushing through my brain and with heart pounding a million beats a minute, my senses were super-heightened. Utterly defenseless, I again pleaded with them to let me go.
Emily removed the lace from one of my shoes and knotted it securely around my balls, expertly tying them up like a sack of marbles.
Melissa leaned over the bed to kiss me on the forehead. "It's your birthday. I promise we'll be gentle." She gave a big grin as she flicked on the switch to the vibrating butt plug.
"Best we use some Vaseline, Melissa," said Lisa. "We don't want to hurt him." Lisa slapped a generous portion on the butt plug, then spread a liberal dollop across my back door. "OK, sweetie. It's show time!"
Melissa sidled up to me from behind. I wanted to be sure of her, but I wasn't. I pleaded with her to stop.
"No, sweetheart, no. You can fight us, but we're still going to fuck you. Just relax, and you'll enjoy it. Trust me, it's going to be a lot of fun."
Lisa added, "She's right, boyfriend. If you fight, it's only going to hurt." Turning to baby sister, she said, "He's all yours, Melissa. Have fun. I'll be right back."
