You fasten the last restraint, tying me down to the plush kind size bed. Both of my feet and hands are bound tightly, as I lay in my black lace underwear and tightly laced, fire engine red corset. As you straddle my stomach, I stare at your chest, close my eyes, and take a deep breath in, absorbing your scent. I pull my hands up, wanting to wrap them around you, forgetting they are restrained. Realizing what I am doing, you shoot me a devilish smile and dive down, planting a dominating kiss on my lips.
After planting gentle kisses on my forehead, my cheek, and then my shoulder, you whisper in my ear, "I have a surprise for you." I am taken back slightly, but grin through my confusion. You walk out of the room, with which I am highly disappointed. I want nothing more than your cock buried so deeply inside of me. But you walked out of the room. I close my eyes, letting my breath even out, preparing myself for whatever it may be you have in store.
You return to the room only a minute to two later, accompanied by a woman. She is tall, close to your height. She is fit, but still perfectly curvy. Her hips are begging for fingertips digging into them. She has a pretty, girl next door face, that is dolled up with heavy eye make up and bright red lip stick. Her breasts are large, pretty and round, plenty of cleavage popping out of the black nightie she is wearing. Her hair dark, hanging just below her shoulders. I can sense her nervousness as she shuffles her feet, standing at the foot of the bed I am strapped to. I shoot her a small, shy smile and then look over to you. You can't hide your excitement. The giddiness on your face is contagious. I am instantly excited for the evening that you have planned, even if I am not entirely sure what that is going to entail.
You look at her, biting the corner of your lip ever so slightly, "Go ahead." She smiles and takes a deep breath. Dropping her knees to the edge of the bed, she bends down and starts slowly kissing up the inside of my leg. I take a deep breath, overcome with the sensation of her lips against me. They are full, soft, and moist. I feel her tongue dart out as she reached the back of my knee, moving up inner thigh. She places her hand on my other thigh, grasping it tightly. I inhale a sharp breath.
"You like that baby girl?" you say to me. I glance over to you and gently nod my head. I notice you stroking yourself on the outside of your pants. You move closer to me, climbing on the bed next to me. "I thought we could both have some fun with you tonight," you say.
"Yes, please," is the only response I can muster up. She continues to work her way up my body, her face against my chest. She spends extra time suck on my cleavage that is popping out of my corset. You lean down, kissing me deep, hard, hungry. I want to touch you, lace my fingers in your hair, to take your cock into my hand, but the restraints stop me. Between her mouth and yours, I am growing exponentially wet between my legs with need for release. I let a gentle moan escape into your mouth. You break away from me, moving a hand to her head, pulling her away from me. Your lips find hers and you kiss her with the same depth you did me. I would expect to be angry, jealous in this moment, but I'm not. I am aroused watching you please another woman the way you do me.