âHappy birthday, baby!â âThanks,â I replied. âGot you something. Close your eyes and hold out your hands.â I was sitting cross-legged on our bed wrapped in a bath towel, and I closed my eyes, and held out my hands, palm up. A soft package, crinkled into my hands, and I opened one eye cautiously, âCan I look now?â âOf course, open it!â
I loved birthdays. Daniel and I both worked, so we never did the birthday thing in the morning, we waited until we were both home in the evening, then we could spend some good time together. I looked lovingly at him, he looked more excited than I did, his blue eyes glittering like a little boy. That was where the resemblance finished though. He is very tall, well he has to be for me since Iâm 5â11â myself. He has well muscled shoulders, strong arms and long legs. Something I couldnât see was his cock, since he was still dressed, but that never failed to impress me either.
He flicked the sandy hair out of his eyes, and repeated himself âKara, open it!â
âOk, okâ I answered, and I looked for the sellotape to peel the parcel open. I opened the package onto the bed and out spilled some very sexy underwear. âRed, my favourite colour, oh these are beautiful Daniel.â I held up the lacy bra to examine it. âAh,â said Daniel mysteriously, âThe real present comes whilst you are wearing it.â I giggled, thinking I knew just what he meant. âGo on, put them on.â
I clambered off the bed, and let my towel fall to the floor. I knew Daniel was watching, so as I stood, I provocatively wiggled my ass by his face. He lay along the bed, with his head resting on one hand, watching me âGod Kara, you are so beautiful.â âOf course,â I replied with a half smile. As I bent to step into the little g-string, I felt a stinging slap to my ass. I jumped away, laughing, and pulled the g-string up. I clipped the suspender belt around me, and pulled the black stockings up to the clips. Lastly, I fastened the lacy bra around my ample breasts. I turned to look in the mirror, and was pleased. Red really was my favourite colour, with my long dark hair, green cats eyes, and tanned skin it suited me well.
âWell,â I spun round âHow do I look?â
âFantastic as ever,â Daniel breathed.
Sensuously I leaned onto all fours, and prowled towards Daniel. I reached out to unzip his pants, but he slapped my hand away playfully and caught me by the wrist. âOh no, youâre not spoiling my birthday surprise!â I was confused. What did he mean? He led me by the hand to the doorway of our spare room. There is no door on this room, and for a reason. We long ago discovered how much we liked to tie each other up, and Daniel, being the handyman he is, rigged up some hooks in the door frame. I happily let him stand me in the doorway and felt him fasten the soft leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles. I was already getting excited, knowing how much fun we can have together, and when Daniel pushed my legs apart I happily complied. They were fastened to either side of the doorframe at the bottom, and my wrists were fastened on either side at the top. Deliciously helpless, I stood anticipating his first touch.
It didnât come though, and I tried to turn my head to see what was happening behind me. Daniel was busy in the cupboard, and I wondered if I had another surprise. Well, I did, but it wasnât quite what I was expecting. He began to pull plates of food, and bottles of drink out, and lay them all out on top of the table. What on earth? Plates of sausage rolls, and sandwiches, this was starting look like a kids buffet. He was so busy that when the doorbell rang, he didnât seem to hear it. âDaniel!â I was getting worried âwhat is going on? Thereâs someone here! Let me out!â âNo way!â He grinned, âThe party is just beginning!â
âWhat party?â My voice was rising now, âDaniel?â
âYour birthday party of course!â He ducked under my restrained arm, went into the hall and turned on the stereo as he went.
Perhaps here, I should describe our house. We live in a bungalow, and the door to the spare bedroom, is directly opposite the front door. All other rooms go off the square hallway. So, I was in a predicament. As Daniel went to open the door, he turned round to look at me, and I saw his eyes move appreciatively over my new underwear. He winked, then turned and opened the door. âDaniel, No!â I hissed, as the door opened, and Daniel ushered Steve, our friend, into the hall. Mortified now, I struggled with the restraints, but Daniel had done a good job, and I knew there was no way I would be able to get free. Steve stood looking at me; he looked me in the eye and said âHappy Birthday Kara!â âThank you!â I replied with a sarcastic smile.
Daniel and Steve chatted in the hall for a moment and I couldnât hear what they were saying, but as I waited, another thought overtook me. The drink! Steve wasnât coming to a part with no drink, and it was all behind me, he would have to walk through my doorway to get to it. Again I frantically struggled with the bonds. No luck! Steve began to walk towards me âGod Iâm parched!â He stuck his tongue out and licked his lips, and I donât think it was entirely because he was thirsty. He reached the doorway, and said politely âAhem. Excuse me Karaâ and ducked his head to walk past me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. He seemed to take an unnecessarily long time to pass me, and needed to place a hand on my hip to steady himself.
I heard him opening a bottle and pouring a drink. âCheers everyone!â He called, âAnyone would think it was my birthday!â I could feel his eyes resting on my butt.
The doorbell rang again. Daniel almost ran to open it. I steeled myself, and watched as another friend of ours Paul came in, accompanied by a stunning girl. Daniel greeted them, and then the bell rang again. The party was really getting going. 10 minutes later, there were about 9 guys in my house, and 2 or three women. All in the hall chatting and generally either ignoring me or ogling me. Daniel cleared his throat, for attention, and addressed the group. âHi everyone, thanks for coming, thereâs loads of drink in the bedroom just in front of you, and food too. Help yourselves, make yourselves at home in our house, and have fun. BUT! One rule, you can do what you like with Kara, whom you will see looking beautiful over there, but you must not allow her to cum! Apart from that â enjoy!â Oh my God! I was beginning to realise what Daniel had in mind for me. We often tied each other up, as I said, and enjoyed the exquisite teasing, bringing each other to a place where we would beg to be allowed release, unable to have any control over what was going on. Although I was still apprehensive, I could feel the weight of my pussy between my legs, knowing what torture this evening could be, being aroused by so many people, over the course of the evening, and not being able to do anything about it.
Everyone began chatting again, and Daniel turned the music up loud. Two or three people headed straight towards the bedroom. One girl, who I didnât know â but appeared to be with John, a friend of ours, pushed under my arms. John and Paul didnât pass; they stood looking me up and down. I stared back arrogantly. John reached out his hand and cupped my breast, his thumb gently brushing my nipple. I was determined not to give him the satisfaction of seeing a response, and I tried not to think about his touch. It worked, but it seemed that he wasnât going to be outdone, and he pinched my nipple, hard, between thumb and forefinger, holding it for a second then rolling it round until I groaned with pleasure and my nipple stood erect. He leaned in close and whispered in my ear, âSeems you like to play a little rough Kara, Iâll have to remember that later.â His tongue snaked along my neck, and I tried not to arch my neck in response. He passed under my arms and Paul followed him. Paul was behind me, and I felt his hand caress my ass cheek. âIâll be back Kara!â He quipped and was gone.
I felt more hands on my hips this time, and twisted to see Paul over my shoulder. I had always fancied Paul, and it was not unpleasant to feel his hard body pressed up against my back. His hands sneaked up to my breasts, and began to play with my nipples. I leaned back a little onto him, murmuring my appreciation. One hand stayed there, and the other began its oh, so slow, descent across my belly and down to the g string. I knew now that my shameless pussy was wet. I could feel the string between my lips was damp, and allowed myself to relax and enjoy his touch. As his hand slid under the flimsy material of my string, I could feel how hard he was, pressed into my back. I pushed my mound against his palm, and his fingers wound their way down, pulling my lips apart gently. I felt his hot breath against the back of my neck, and heard him breath hard when he felt how wet I was. âGod, you are loving this arenât you, you horny little slut.â No dignity left now, I could only nod my head, and arch my pussy into his hand, hoping to graze my clit on his fingers. âNow, now, Kara,â he said firmly, âIâm not one for breaking the rules!â and as quickly as that his hand was gone leaving me breathing hard, and a trail of wetness down my slit.
Just then the doorbell rang again. I watched Daniel open it, and he let in my best friend, Samantha.
I was relieved to see a friendly face. I even thought there was a chance I could get her to release me if the night got too much for me. She came right over to me, âHappy birthday Kara, wow you look great!â I smiled thanks Sam, âSorry I canât join you, but Iâm a bit tied up at the momentâ. Sam laughed, and Daniel came over to us âWell thatâs it, everyoneâs here now. The party can really get started.â âIâve bought you a pressie Kara,â Sam said, âSorry, but it looks like Daniel will have to open it for you!â Daniel took the little pink package, and tore off the paper. A brown box inside, he opened that too. In front of my eyes, he produced a black butt plug, I knew what it was, and my eyes widened I had no desire for that! It looked huge! âSam!â I protested. She just laughed, Daniel, I think you will have to help me here. âDonât you dare!â I shouted, and several people turned to watch. My ass was a no go area! I had never let anyone touch me there. Shame flushed my face red, when I thought how many people were here watching. No way could I let anyone do that to me in front of all these eyes.