Stretched out spread eagle on the mattress, hands and feet tied to each corner post, I hear the door open. Footsteps echo on the hardwood floor and I crane my neck to ensure that I'm not mistaken. The panties stuffed in my mouth have long lost their flavor but I clamp down, drawing a tiny squirt of cold juice.
The sounds die midway down the hall and I listen carefully to discern the cause. Muffled voices, yes voices, through the closed door. Instructions perhaps?
Minutes pass and the house falls silent. Was I mistaken? Were the sounds only in my head? I rest my head back down, sucking on the damp material seeing if I can conjure anything new from them to occupy the time.
A squeak draws my eyes to the door and I watch it open. Yes, it is you and my lips curl upward. You step in and I see you are followed by another.
She looks slightly older than you, blonde and thin. Very stylist in her dress and she smiles at me, seeing my predicament. She's not surprised by it as you're obviously told her what to expect but seeing is always so different.
She remains by the entrance as you come to me. Sitting on the edge of the bed, your hand brushes a strand of hair from the side of my face. I look to your eyes but they betray nothing.
However, your lips are another matter. Lipstick dull and smeared, my eyes dart to her and I confirm her lips bear the same traces of recent passion. The quiet pause in the hall now explained.
"Open."
My jaw falls and your fingers move along my chin on their way to my lips. They slowly free the wet mass from my mouth and I gulp fresh air as the last leaves me. You smile, watching me swallow and work the stiffness out of my face, before your soft lips stop my movements.
Kissing you with some difficulty. Savoring the warmth of your lips and tongue after the dead clamminess of my panties. Lifting my head to kiss you deeper as your fingers capture and pull a nipple.
You pull away, mouth and fingers at the same time, and I watch you retreat. My view shattered a moment later as you slap me across the face. Then my nipple is grasped again, tugged much harder and stretched painfully out.
With another smile you rise and release me. You go back to her and I see that our brief interlude had an effect on your friend. Her breasts, while smallish, are capped with points jutting out through her top.
You take her with one arm going around her back, the other cupping one of the excited breasts. Kissing her, I see mouths working and her muted grunt as your fingers treat her covered nipple to the same pinch and tug you gave mine.
The seconds drag on with you continuing to embrace her. Your bodies tight, her hands firmly on your ass pulling her crotch into yours. I watch you explore her mouth with yours until you make an offer of your tongue to her. She sucks it, making lewd wet sounds as she does.
You spin her around so she faces me with you behind her. Looking over her shoulder at me, your fingers crawl at the sides of her hips and slowly draw the hem of her dress higher.
More of her long legs come into view and she raises her arms up and round your neck. Knowing that she is on display for me now, her eyes flash at me as her crotch is uncovered. A pair of flimsy peach colored panties cover her mound.
You whisper something to her and she takes hold of her dress, keeping it up so your hands are free. One moves forward and hides the silk from my view again. Not really hiding it, just rubbing her as you both watch me.
Fingers moving surely between her legs. Her eyes closing as she takes enjoyment from it. Your mouth at her ear, whispering again and drawing a smile to her face.
Her hips move now. Rocking with your fingers. I see your fingers curl up, pushing her panties into her as you masturbate her before me.
She issues a moan of regret as your fingers leave her. You raise them up and slip them between her lips where she sucks at them. Her lower lips sucking at the material you've pushed between them.
More whispers and you remove your fingers and step back from her. Her head turns trying to keep your digits between her lips but they pop free anyway. Then she turns back towards me and shimmies out of her panties.
She holds them out to you but you shake your head and nod at me. With a quick step, she is bedside and bending over me. I open and allow her to stuff them into my mouth.
Both wet and dry, she slowly feeds them to me. Giving me the wet crotch first, letting me taste her before her finger places all of them inside. Her fingers glance along my cheek as I close upon them and suck at her freshness.
