Elie, a very sexy French commodities broker, invited me over to his apartment for the evening. We'd been dating for a couple of months and I chose my lingerie carefully, as I was definitely planning to be stripped down to it after a while. I went with red lace- a bra and a matching thong. Elie told me that we would play "slave", so I tucked my favorite pair of softcuffs into my purse. I wore black stilettos and a short, sleeveless black dress. I left my red hair down and loose, its waves falling past my shoulders.
At Elie's place, we were drinking champagne and laughing about something that happened on my last trip to Paris. I felt warm and relaxed. We sat on the black leather couch, but were not touching each other yet. There was a knock at the door. I was surprised, as it was after 10 o'clock. Elie smiled, though, and I remember thinking that this visit was not unexpected.
When the door opened, I saw that it was a friend of Elie's... I could not remember his name at first, but recalled meeting him one night at a party. Then I remembered - Toni - a dark Spaniard with an intense manner. And an accent that sent sparks through my nether regions. While I did find him attractive, I spoke only a little to him at that party. Standing by the couch, Toni smiled at me and poured himself a glass of champagne. He sat across from us in an armchair and soon he was making me laugh by telling me dry, witty anecdotes about his adventures with Elie. He seemed to have known Elie for quite a few years. I had had three or four glasses of champagne and was feeling a little light-headed. Elie excused himself for a moment to use the bathroom. After he had gone, Toni came to sit next to me on the couch. "I like your hair down." His hand brushed back a lock that had fallen against my cheek. I could barely breathe. I felt such a magnetic pull towards him...
"Shit," I thought," I really like Elie." I took a deep breath. "Stop it!" I silently commanded my rampant libido. I looked back over my shoulder toward the bathroom and moved a little away from Toni.
"Ah, you are worried. It's okay, really. If you want, then we will have a very interesting evening, the three of us..." he said, smiling. "If not," he shrugged, "then I will go..." At that moment, Elie wandered back into the room. He didn't appear bothered at all that his friend was sitting on the couch with me and I suddenly realized that he had this in mind all along. Hmm... Sneaky devil... Elie sat down on the other side of me, smiling that lopsided smile that I love.
"Well, Michelle, what do you think? Can Toni and I share you tonight?" His hand was on my thigh and I realized that I was tremendously excited by this idea.
I nodded my head, but I wasn't sure quite how things would work... Elie cupped my face between his hands and gave me a long, warm kiss. When we pulled apart, Toni had a blue cotton bandana in his hands. The last time I saw one of those was at a rodeo. 'I'm in a kinky cowboy movie and in a moment we're all going to have hats and spurs!' I thought, and laughed nervously. Toni slipped it over my eyes like a blindfold. Someone helped me stand. Toni was behind me, kissing the back of my neck, his lips moving further down as he unzipped my dress. He slipped it down over my hips and helped me step out of it. His hands slid up the inside of my legs and his fingers brushed against the red fabric that covered my mostly-bare pussy. Mmmmm...
Elie was kissing my mouth, deep and hungry, while his hands cupped my full breasts, squeezing them gently; his thumbs slid under the fabric to circle my nipples. I protested lightly as I felt my panties also sliding toward the floor. Elie was unfastening my bra. Everything was moving so fast, my head was spinning. I was caught up in sensations.... Pressed between Elie and Toni, I could feel their erections, one against my abdomen and the other against the crack of my ass. A fucking incredible sandwich...
My hands moved to unfasten Elie's pants but he stepped back, laughing. "Not yet, not yet!" he said. "I think we will have to restrain you, darling." I willingly held out my wrists. Toni pulled them behind my back and fastened them together. I did not know what he was using, but they were not my softcuffs. They felt cool and heavier and I heard something metallic snap into place as my wrists pulled together. Jesus, has he got real handcuffs? I started to sweat, as I wasn't sure that I knew what I'd signed myself up for...
Then they were both at my breasts, their mouths working in tandem on my rapidly-stiffening nipples, stroking them with their tongues and then sucking and biting. Their hands were on my back, pressing me forward. I was moaning; it felt sooo intense. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter in anticipation and my knees were feeling weak...
Those hands moved to my shoulders, urging me down, down onto my knees. I heard zippers being lowered, the sound of clothes being removed. I felt their body heat, smelled their musky excitement as they stepped closer to me. I felt hands on my hair and a warm, hard cock against my face, soft shaved balls against my lips. I caressed them with my tongue and I heard a moan. It sounded like Elie's, but I was not sure. There was another cock rubbing insistently on my cheek and I turned to it briefly, also stroking it with my tongue. Ah, fur against my chin... Now I know, I thought dreamily. Then there was space again for a few seconds. Were they deciding which of them would be first in my mouth? I heard the clink of a coin and Toni's low, husky laughter.
I was turned to face the couch, I think. I was still kneeling. Hands pushed me gently forward and I shuffled across the carpet until I felt knees on either side of me. Elie's voice was in my ear, asking if I had a tie for my hair. No, I did not bring one.
Elie gathered my hair back with his hands, bent me forward, and urged my head down, guiding me to Toni's waiting cock. I sensed Elie's body kneeling at my side but a little behind me, holding back my hair, watching my mouth lick and suck his friend. Toni's cock was shorter than Elie's, but thicker. 'I wonder if it turns Elie on to watch this. I know that I'm turned on thinking about him watching me.' Elie pressed my head down abruptly and I was forced to take Toni's cock fully in my mouth. I gagged a little, as I was unprepared, and I heard Elie moan softly. I felt his erection pressed against my thigh. Toni lifted his hips up and down, his breath coming faster.
Elie's cock was rock-hard and dripping with pre-cum fluid. I could feel it on my skin. He dropped my hair and came fully behind me, his hands adjusting my position, spreading my thighs apart. 'Ooooh, yes', I thought as he guided his cock head to my entrance. I was very wet.
