I'm running late, and am scared you're going to be pissed. It's my 31st birthday, and you've promised me a special treat but said I had to be at your apartment by 6:00. When you called this afternoon you wouldn't give any details, but seemed pretty pleased with yourself. Fucking F train, always running late when I need to get to your place. Well, OK, I wanted to watch the Simpson's, and left late. But, still, the fucking F train. My watch tells me that I'm ½ hour late. Fuck.
I let myself into the apartment. It's dark, but there's some light over in your bedroom and I follow it, entering the room. It takes me a moment to figure out what I'm seeing in the dim candlelight, and then it takes longer to believe it.
You're there, on your new bed, the one with all the convenient places to be tied down. You're naked, sweaty, and glistening in the light, beautiful and glowing, up on your knees, shaking slightly as you come. Again. Stretched out under you is a girl, naked, and you're been sitting on her face. I'm not sure how long, but I do know that once you get started, you're hard to stop. I can see that her hands are cuffed to the headboard, but that you've also managed to bind her legs there, too, with the soft cuffs, so that she's bent double on the mattress. Her legs are trapped between yours so she can't move as you grind your pussy on her face.
The candlelight is coming from her: there's a candle in the shape of a 3 stuck in her pussy, and another one shaped like a 1 in her ass. It looks like they've been burning for ten minutes, and the wax is starting to run down to her pussy. She shifts a little between your legs. A drop splatters down onto her pussy, and she lets out a loud moan. Her pussy twitches around the candle as she comes. There's a growing pool of her girl-come on her belly.
You open your eyes, see me there, and say, "You're late. We started without you."
"Yeah, I can see that. Who is she?" I'm ripping off my clothes.
"I didn't get her name. Does it matter?"
"No, I guess not. Where did you find her?"
"She, ooooo," you break off as her tongue finds your wet pussy again, "she works out at my gym. She - mmmm, wow, she's got a really good tongue – I caught her checking me out the treadmill while she stretched. She likes watching my tits move."
"She has good taste."
"Yeah, and she's amazingly flexible. I think she's a gymnast, but I'm not sure."
"My God, did you talk to her at all?" I didn't think my cock could get this hard this fast, but as I move to the bed, naked, I'm dripping come on the floor.
"Well, no, not really." You move your hips forward and place your hands on her tits. I always admired your taste in women, and although I can't see her face, this one has a beautiful body. She's a lovely complement to you, a beautiful contrast. Her tits are small where yours are big and wonderful. She has narrow hips and you have devastating curves. You look amazing together; two gorgeous women, two sexy bodies, and you start pulling on her nipples. "Hmm, she likes it hard like you do.
"No, I didn't really talk to her, I – that's it, push your tongue up my ass," you tell her, "I tapped into my dominant side. I just told her. I saw her and wanted to use her. And I wanted to watch you use her. And everything gets her off – didn't you see how she came when that wax hit her pussy? Look at the way her hips move when I pull on her nipples." It's true. She has nice big nipples like you do, and you have a good grip on them. You pull her tits into a tight cone, and both her ass and pussy are clenching around the candles, sending wax spilling down over her asshole. She starts coming harder, trapped in a loop of orgasms, each triggering a harder one.
"Keep licking my ass," you tell her sharply. She does, and you draw in a quick breath. You grab my cock and stroke it gently and roughly, just how I like it.
"No offense, love" you say, "but this girl really knows how to lick. You have to give her a try. I can't wait to see what she does with a cock – you should see what she did to that dildo." As my eyes adjust to the light I can see that you blew your paycheck at toys again. Your purchases are strewn across the bed, and every one shines wetly in the candle light.
"So I told her. We went into the locker room at the same time, and it's pretty empty in the middle of the day. I was coming out of the shower at the same time she was, and our lockers were next to each other. I grabbed her." My cock is slick with my come, and you lean down to take it into your mouth. "I grabbed her and shoved her up against a locker, pulled my towel off, pushed her to her knees and made her lick me off. She knew what to do: she had two fingers up my pussy and another two up my ass, slick with my come. Her other hand was deep in her own pussy. I think she might have gotten her whole hand up there, but she's so tight that I don't see how she could. She came twice before I did. I knew I had her, and that I was going to bring her home for us to share." You lean over and suck my cock deep into your mouth again as you shudder through another orgasm. "Honey, I think you better blow out the candles before we actually hurt her." The candles are burning perilously low now, and there's wax all through her pubic hair. I blow them out and slide the 3 from her pussy, careful not to pull out her hair. I tug on the 1 in her ass, but it seems to be lodged deeper, and shaking.
"Oh," you say when I look at you, confused, "I told her that you were going to fuck us both in the ass, so she's getting me nice and wet with her tongue right now. But I knew I had to stretch her out, too, so I left a vibrating plug in her ass. It had a little place for the candle to rest on."
I break off the candle and see the end of the plug in her ass, with the asshole trembling around it. She's a mess between all her come and the wax – I don't know how I'm going to get it all off of her without hurting her.
"Just shave her."
She's already bent double, with her ass and pussy open and inviting, so I go to the bathroom to get the shaving cream and a new razor. When I come back, you've gotten off of her face, and are lying next to her, stroking your hands along her body. She's a beautiful girl, full lips, dark hair, some ethnicity I can't place. The two of you are stunning, and my cock grows another inch. A blindfold is tight around her head, and her face is soaked with your come. She runs her tongue around her lips, raw from being rubbed with your pussy, and licks up as much of it as she can. There's a little smile on her lips as she stretches around in her bonds, looking supremely content and helpless. You scoop up some of your come (I didn't realize you could come this much) from her face and rub it onto her lips.
"Little One," you whisper into her ear "my boyfriend here is going to shave your pussy now. Try not to move, and we'll have all that wax off you right away. And then he's going to take you while I watch. And then you're going to get him hard again, and he's going to take me, OK?"