I couldn't believe I was doing this. Karen said it would turn Ben on. She should know. She was married to him for 2 years. Was it weird to be friends with your ex-wife? I guess no weirder than being friends with your boyfriends' ex-wife.
So here I was wearing nothing but a blindfold hanging from the ceiling in this sex sling thing. I was hanging face up with my legs strapped wide open. My hands were strapped to my sides. There was a little board that was supporting my head. I wasn't uncomfortable. I just felt a little ridiculous. Ben had better appreciate this.
Karen said he would. She showed me the hooks in the ceiling installed just for the swing. She had strapped me up and suspended me just a few minutes before Ben was due home from work then left so he and I could.... What? Fuck like mink? Play games? I don't know.
As I hung there waiting a new thought worried me. The last thing Karen had done before she left was to pour a healthy dose of lube on my pussy. She said it was just in case Ben was a little late. Didn't want me to dry out. Then she slipped a finger between my lips and spread it around. Spread it around so well she was just shy of finger fucking me.
I was still wondering what that was about when the door opened. I didn't want to hang here all night. If he thought I wasn't home he might go out for a beer or something. "I'm in here Ben."
I heard footsteps stop in the doorway or close to it. He was looking directly into my spread and lubed pussy.
"Hmm" was all I heard.
"Like what you see baby? It's all yours."
My only answer was the sound of a zipper.
A second later I felt his thumb slide through my pussy lips. He caressed my clit gently for a moment before sliding two fingers into my opening.
"Oh, baby. All lubed up and ready for you."
He was doing a good job with fingers and thumb. I could feel my orgasm building and my own juices washing away the lube. Then the fingers were gone and I felt the head of his cock sliding between my lips; collecting lube for fucking.
Ben has a respectable cock, not huge, but thick enough to be interesting. He slid it into me gently, gentlemanly. I like that usually. I thought today's game called for a little more.
"Fuck me baby, fuck me hard."
He paused inside me, then grabbed my thighs for leverage as he began to pound into me. Getting into the game I spewed out a never-ending string of sex talk urging him on. I came once and was on my way to my second orgasm when he paused and I felt his add his seed to my juices.
After his spasms passed he slid out of me and stepped around to my head. I felt the first trickle of his cum dribble out and past my asshole to drip on the floor. It tickled a bit. Spread out as I was I couldn't even clinch my ass cheeks to relieve the tickle.
Ben rubbed the head of his cock against my mouth lips the same as he had done with my pussy lips. I stuck my tongue out and circled the head, tasting myself and his salty cum. He pushed forward into my mouth his cock only half hard now. I continued the circling action as he returned to full hardness. My head was turned on the board to give him full access to my mouth and he was. Then I noticed two odd things.
There was no notch. Ben had a notch in the crown of his cock, the work of a young doctor doing his first circumcision. I made one more careful inspection with my tongue.
No notch.
Not Ben!
Then I realized what the other thing I was hearing was. Breathing. Deep and rattling. Like asthma. Or someone who has just run a marathon.
NotBen knew I had caught on. He slapped my face and began thrusting harder into my mouth as I felt another cock begin to push into me. I thought briefly about the only weapons at my disposal, my teeth; but the truth of my situation stopped my from snapping NotBen in half. I was alone with these two. I was totally bound up, totally in their control. The best I could hope for was that this was brief and that I survived.
The other thing that convinced me was the size of the new cock. I'm no virgin by a long shot and he was stretching me, badly, painfully. Unless he was some kind of carnival freak, this was a big man; not the kind you want to piss off in this situation.
Tears began to leak from my eyes. It was a combination of pain and fear. The tears from my right eye rolled across my left eye before dropping to the floor. Another slap reminded me to get my tongue in motion. I think that's what it was about.
I didn't have time to think about it. The cock stretching my pussy reached bottom, the mushroom head bouncing painfully off my cervix. He also grabbed my thighs for leverage and began pounding himself into me. I would have screamed but my mouth was full of cock and he was pounding my tonsils.
It must be punishment for something I'd done, but I couldn't think of what. That bitch Karen! Did she think I had stolen Ben? They had divorced two years before I met any of them. But she had to be in on it somehow.
I was distracted from solving the riddle as I felt the Punisher between my legs stop his thrusting to pump his cum into me. Even before he pulled out I could feel it squeezing around his cock to dribble down my ass. More mess on the floor. We would have to have the carpets done.
Another slap to the face caught my attention just as NotBen began filling my mouth with his second load. He left his cock in me mouth and suddenly pinched my nose closed. I swallowed. I had no choice.
I thought I knew what to expect next. I was half right. The Punisher came around and pushed that huge thing into my mouth, but what pushed into my pussy next was not NotBen.
This cock was long, as long as the Punisher, but it was skinny. He must be pissed to get the Punishers leftovers. I was so stretched I could barely feel him. The Punisher was using my mouth the same way he had used my pussy. Like I was a plastic doll with no feelings. I worked hard to fight my gag reflex as stroke after stroke he pushed into my throat. I could breathe every other stroke.
PencilDick was stroking in and out slowly, stirring the Punishers cum. More and more was dibbling out across my asshole. The tickling didn't bother me anymore. I couldn't imagine he was getting enough friction to enjoy it when he surprised me. He pulled out of my pussy and shoved himself into my ass.
I don't do anal, goddamit! I let one boyfriend try years ago. I didn't like it. End of story. Now I couldn't even say no. My mouth was full of cock. PencilDick was shoving himself deeper and deeper into my ass and I couldn't even tell him what an asshole he was. My tears were flowing as these two assholes shoved themselves into opposite ends of my digestive system.
I began to drift away from myself. There was nothing I could do after all. Where was Ben? Why did Karen set me up for this? The thought of payback was there but nothing solid yet. More like a spider web in the morning. The dew let you see it but touching it destroyed it.
My mind barely registered as PencilDick came in my ass. The Punisher used the nose pinch to make me swallow. I wasn't sure whether that was a coordinated move or instinctual. Is that what they teach guys during that special class when they took us aside to explain about our periods? I was a just a little thankful that it was his second load.
I was vaguely interested in how many cocks they had lined up to abuse my when the next shift stepped into place. I knew it was PencilDick inserting his cock in my mouth both from the size and the faint smell of my own ass. How sad is it that the cock raping your mouth only faintly smells of your ass?