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I was hopelessly in love with Marty. He wasnât much to look at but he treated me like a princess. He would take me shopping and let me buy whatever I wanted, as long as I modeled it for him in the store first. He had quite a collection of cars and I would drive a different one to work every day. My favorite was the souped up Firebird. Marty even brought flowers over to my Grandmother, who I was living with at the time.
He took me out to dinner at least three nights a week. Sometimes we would go to a fancy restaurant and sometimes we would go to a coffee shop. It just depended on his mood.
Marty, at 35, is 15 years older than I am. I have always had this thing for older guys. They just know how to treat a girl and make them feel special. Marty was no exception. One night he surprised the hell out me.
Marty picked me up at my Grandmotherâs house, bringing her a bouquet of flowers. Grandma asked him what we were going to do that night and Marty told her it was a surprise and then winked at her. She laughed and told us to have a good time.
When we got in the car, I asked him where we were going and he told me it was going to be the night of my life. That statement made me eager with anticipation. I wonder what he has up his sleeve. We pulled up in front of a duplex that I hadnât been to before. Marty explained that his friend Tom lived there and we were going to have a beer with him before we started our evening. Little did I know, I wasnât going to leave that house for hours.
Tom opened the door before we reached it because his girlfriend Lauren was leaving. Lauren is my age while Tom was Martyâs age. As Tom kissed Lauren good-bye, he reached up and pulled on her right nipple. When he was done, she thanked him and quietly left.
Marty introduced Tom. As I was saying hello, Tom reached out and grabbed my hand, brought it to his lips, and licked the palm of it. I thought that was strange, expecting a kiss on the hand instead, but it excited me a little. I was really wondering what was up now.
As Marty and I went into the living room to sit down, Tom went in the kitchen to get us all a beer. While Tom was in the other room, Marty took off my jacket for me staring at my chest the whole time. He reached out and squeezed both of my tits, hard. I slapped his hands away and told him to stop because Tom would see. He laughed an evil sounding laugh and asked me why I thought we were there.
I panicked inside but didnât say anything. I was very curious to see where this night was going. Tom brought in our beers and we made small talk for awhile. I found out that Tom was a chef at a local eatery. We drank some more beer and smoked a bowl and I was feeling pretty good. Tom handed me a menu and told me to pick an item. I opened the menu and it had titles of different porn tapes! I laughed a nervous little laugh and picked one blindly. Tom told me I had made a good choice and put it in the VCR. Then he sat down next to me on the couch. I was now sandwiched between Marty and Tom, buzzed, and feeling nervous.
On the screen was a woman handcuffed, naked, being spanked with a leather strap. There were two guys with her also naked. While one guy was spanking her bare red ass with the strap, the other was putting nipple clamps on her nipples. It was the first time I had ever seen something like that and Iâll have to admit, I had to see more.
When Marty and Tom saw that I was getting into the movie, they started running their hands over my body. While Marty was playing with the inside of my thighs and occasionally rubbing my pussy thru my jeans, Tom was squeezing my tits and pulling on my nipples. I was getting so turned on between the movie and the guys playing with me that I didnât even notice that Tom grabbed a blindfold. The next thing I know, Marty was holding me down and Tom was tying the blindfold on me. I told them to knock it off, but they picked me up, carried me to a bedroom, and threw me on a bed. I thrashed around and tried to get up but they kept pushing me back onto the bed. They then started to rip my clothes off. I was screaming at them to stop but they were still laughing. Marty told me to be quiet and let him take the rest of my clothes off because Tom was about to give me my surprise.