Author's Note: This story is combined request of two readers. The first reader requested a story where a woman is bound and laying on virginal, white sheets. The second reader requested for me to write about her fantasy of having a threesome with her boyfriend and his mother. She requested his mother be bound and blackmailed. The names have been changes at her request. Thank you, dear reader, for the pictures. It has helped to paint the story with words.
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I am posing for Jay and allowing him to take whichever pictures of my naked body he desires. I used to feel uncomfortable with my small breasts, one just slightly smaller than the other, and dark nipples that are difficult to conceal without a bra. I hate bras with a passion and am small enough to not need one at all. It isn't just the discomfort that I hate, but the difficulty for his hands to reach my very sensitive nipples.
I can see in the mirror that he is focused on my pear-shaped cheeks and am happy that he doesn't want anything bigger. My metabolism is too fast for me to put on any weight, which leaves me with a very petite body. He sets the phone down and love the way his mocha hands feel on my bronzed ass.
His hands reach around and I feel them move across my smooth flesh. I shave down there daily just for him. It was awkward at first to be bald there, but I have grown to enjoy the sensation. Especially since there is no longer any pain associated with an occasional hair being pulled out.
I feel his hard shaft press between my cheeks and he starts to guide me to his bed. That is where the restraints are and I am allowing him to use them on me in this way for the first time. His powerful hands turn me to face him and he lifts me up in his powerful arms. I love the feel of his flesh pressed to mine.
He places me on the bed and I allow him to bring my hands up without any hesitation. I smile up at his perfect face as his hands tighten the white velcro to prevent any movement from my secure wrists. His powerful hands pulls one of my legs back and soon the white velcro is pressed around my thigh and I know I am already in a very vulnerable state. My other leg is pulled back and I am completely at his mercy.
We thought about getting a blindfold to go with the restraints, but I want to be able to see his athletic body. I already know my bronzed body looks good with the restraints, since I have posed for him many times. This is the first time I have been bound for the purpose of sex and nervous about being unable to free myself.
He moves slowly between my legs and his massive dick is very hard and I know I am about to feel the fulness only he can bring. I feel the pleasure of his entry into my wet hole and reach out for him out of instinct. My hands are prevented from movement by the restraints and I secretly curse them while a moan escapes my lips.
As he brings me to the point of incredible fulness, his hands start to caress my small tits. I let out another moan as his fingers start to work their way to my dark nipples. They are very sensitive and he knows just how much I love the feel of his touch. He starts to move himself back and forth in a wonderful rhythm and his fingers finally reach that part of my body aching for him.
I want to run my fingers over my smooth pussy and pleasure my clit to maximize this moment, but these damned things prevent me from doing anything. This whole bondage thing was his idea and I wanted nothing to do with it at first, but I finally relented. I have never been able to say no to him for long and am quite content with his power over me.
His eyes close tight as he grunts and I know he is right at the edge. If it weren't for these damned things, I would be as well. I have to settle for the wonderful sensation of feeling him release himself deep inside of my pussy. Each release sends waves of pleasure throughout my body and I am getting closer, but he will be finished before I am at the point I desire most right now.
He finishes with one last powerful thrust and collapses onto my body. My hands move to caress his mocha body, but I am reminded quickly of the impossibility of the situation. He is breathing deeply and I feel him start to soften inside of me. At least I have the pleasure of feeling what he gave me buried deep to remind me of a fulness that is no longer there.
I can take no more of the damned things and say, "Alright, Jay, you've had your fun. Now release me."
He smiles and says, "You look sexy as hell, Anne. I don't know if I want to."
I shake my wrists to emphasize my point, then say, "Take them off now."
He grins as his hands start to loosen the velcro and I feel my hands come free. My hands reach out to caress his powerful body, while my thighs are slowly released. Once I am free, I pull his head down and our lips meet in a very passionate kiss. I lose myself completely in him and my body weakens greatly.
I pull away and say, "I'm never letting you do that again. I hated it."
He gives me a loving smile and says, "It was worth a shot. I'm fine with you never being bound again."
I say, "I love you, Jay."
He says, "I love you, Anne."
A thought comes to my mind and I speak without thinking, "Do you know who we should use these on?"
He shakes his head and says, "No idea."
I get a wicked grin on my face and say, "That racist mother of yours."
He shakes his head and is a little shocked, then asks, "What?"
I say, "We should use the straps on your mother. You know, the one who sleeps on virgin white sheets to help her dream of crushing crackers. The woman who hates me because my last name is Lopez."
He shakes his head and says, "She doesn't hate you, Anne."
I nod and say, "Yes she does and you know it. She keeps telling you to dump me and get a black girlfriend. The darker the better, right?"
He says, "I know my mom can be rude..."
I cut him off, "She can be mean and vindictive. If I were white, I think she would have found a way to kill me. Imagine putting white bondage gear and your mother."
He shrugs his shoulders and says, "I'm not saying your wrong, but that might kill her."
I say, "No it won't. She's too evil to die that easily. What do you say?"
He nods and says, "Fine. You win, Anne. Let's do it."
I grin and say, "Good, Jay. Untie the bondage stuff and I'll grab some other things."
He has a slightly worried look on his face and asks, "What things?"
I smile and say, "Like the anal lube you are dying to try."
He grins and says, "You want to try it in her bedroom. I know she's a deep sleeper, but that might be too loud, even for her."
I get an evil grin and say, "I was thinking of you and your mom."
There is a shocked look that crosses his face and he asks, "You want me to do what with my mom?"
My grin widens as I say, "I want you to fuck her in the ass."
He shakes his head and says, "That is wrong in so many ways."
I ask, "Why, Jay, because she's your mom?"
He nods and says, "Yes, for starters. Also, I don't want to be with anyone else."
I smile reassuringly and say, "She's been a pain in your ass for years. Trying to fill your head with all that racist shit. It's time to return the favor. She needs to learn a lesson in civility and that's a surefire way to do it. As far as not wanting to be with anyone else, I appreciate it. Hell, Jay, I love you. I want you to do this for me."
He takes a moment to think, then says, "I do want to try anal. Tell you what, I'll fuck her ass, if you have her eat your pussy."
He starts to releasing the gear from the bed and I know he is far too excited about the plan to back down. I grab a good pair of scissors and my phone, which takes amazing pictures and video. Jay is still working on releasing the bondage gear and I grab the anal lube. We have never used it, but I know it is just a matter of time before I give in on that.
Our naked bodies cross the hall with no fear of waking her. She sleeps too deeply to be awoken easily by anything. We should be able to tie her up without interrupting her slumber. I set the scissors and lube on the bed next to her body and he gives me a questioning look. She is wearing a black power shirt that conceals her tits and hides whatever is between her legs.
We slowly move her hands above her head and the feeling of the restraints goes unnoticed. Both of her hands are secure and it no longer matters if she wakes. Not that I want that just yet, since I want her legs held back as well. We are very careful as we secure her thighs one at a time and I take a picture of the white restraints, which stand out wonderfully against her coal colored flesh.
I turn on the light and enjoy the view of the white pressed against her dark skin. I set my phone down and lube down next to her body, then use the scissors to cut away her shirt and reveal her black panties. I continue to work my way up while Jay watches in silent pleasure. Her tits are soon revealed to us and I smile at the ugliness before me.
They are considerably larger than mine, but I have long since stopped being jealous of women like this. Her black nipples are almost concealed against her dark, wrinkled flesh. My hands reach out to softly caress the wrinkles and Jay's hands do the same. My eyes moved down her body and I just love seeing the virgin, white beneath her dark flesh.
I whisper, "Glad mine are never going to be this ugly."
