I was busy playing a card game when they drove up to a local
coffee shop that we hung out at: Ana, Damien, and my sweet Mia.
I was a bit too engrossed in my game to notice the mischief in
their eyes. Ana dropped hints about how her and her husband Justinwere
cold and wanted to go back to their house and change into something
more comfortable and asked if I wanted to go with them since Mia
was joining them… I was, as always, oblivious to their double
talk. She told me to call her before I left so that I wouldn't
have to walk to her apartment in the cold. It wasn't that far
away, and I told her that I would have no trouble walking if need
be. I desperately tried to loose my game fast. But as the others
in the game realized that it was what I was trying to do they
kept me barely alive. One of the players took pity on me eventually
and killed me off… Though as I was getting ready to leave,
my boy arrived and pulled me aside. "I want to see it,"
he whispered in my ear.
"Not here," I told him and pulled him off
into a bathroom around the corner. "I can do more than show
you here, hun."
"Is that a fact?" He grinned wolfishly,
and took down my pants to admire my new closely trimmed snatch.
His eyes lit up as he ran his fingers over the smooth
scarce hairs. I knew it would please him. He made a comment to Mia
about how if he wanted to floss he would invest in the dental variety.
Now, my boy got me so wet just looking at me and barely grazing
my mound that I pulled away and laid myself on display over the
sinks and begged him to fuck me right there. He pulled on a condom
and slowly pushed his eight inches home. My God, it felt so good.
I could feel him in my toes. I lay there with my soapy cheek beside
the sink, with him pounding into me, I thought of Mia. I just pushed
him out of my mind when my boy blew his load. That's it? I thought
to myself disappointedly. Well, we can only wish for better.
I told him I had to be off and started walking. I
figured it would be better to call Ana before I got to her house
and opened my cell to her number.
"Hello?" A slightly strained and muffled
"Ana, Its me, I am on my way. Is the offer still
good or would you prefer me to walk, as I am already on my way."
"Um. I am a little…. Tied up at the moment.
I think maybe I will see you when you get here."
"Ah, I see." Even though, I did not. "Well,
have them work you back up in time for my arrival." I told
I arrived at the apartment not five minutes later.
I heard muffled voices from the bedroom window. I rang the doorbell
and Mia answered. "Wait here, just a moment." He said
as he began to close the door.
"Oh! Just let me wait inside will you, its cold
out here." I said crossly. I didn't walk over to be left out
doors, really now.
He let me in and as he walked past the bedroom door
he closed it before I could take a peek in.
"Just wait here," he told me.
And I waited…
And waited, and waited.
He came out with Justin holding silk scarves. "Relax,"
Mia told me as he blindfolded me and tied my hands together above
my head. I knew this was spur of the moment for the silk scarves
were a bit tattered as if someone had hastily torn them smaller
to accommodate more than one Victim.
They then laid me back against the cushions on the
couch. Hands left me and I heard Ana being brought in. "Ana?"
"Yeah? I'm blindfolded and tied up, I can't see
"Me too," I said to her.
"Quiet!" one of the boys growled.
I hushed, not knowing what was to happen next and
relishing every minute.
I felt hands open my shirt and soft feathers swish
over sensitive skin. Cool air followed where the feathers left off.
My nipples never felt so hard. Fingers and feathers brushed over
the skin on my bare arms, across my neck and down my belly and avoided
the place where moisture was collecting at an alarming rate. I felt
them again at my feet, slowly tracing their way up my legs, stalling
at my knees to attack a weak point. Traveling up soon after and
again, carefully avoiding the center of my desire. Time seamed to
stand still. My world consisted of tantalizing feathers and feather
like touches. I lost track of who was touching me, even though,
their touch was as different as night to day.
One soon brushed against my center with delicate precision.
Making my desire mount to a height I never knew possible, then left
it alone. Only to come back again and caress my moistness, then
to bare me and feather touch my clit. It was supreme torture. They
paused in their treatment and I could smell the smoke of a freshly
lit cigarette. They were making us wait. I could finally hear Ana's
heavy breathing. She was getting it just as bad as me, if not worse,
she is a lot more sensitive than me.
I new the break was over when I felt hands on my knees
opening me wider. I felt the hands a bit more strong on my clit
bringing me up, and up, and up. I felt I could take it no more and
still they teased me. Pleasure was filling me to every pore as my
cries filled the room, melding with Ana's. A harmonious symphony
of ecstasy. I broke and my orgasm shattered through me, my cries
were alto to Ana's soprano. I could feel the orgasm from my curling
toes to my upturned and moaning face.
My shorts were pushed aside and I was taken with a
careful brutality. I knew not who took me but that they were taking
me well. It was over all too soon. Such an affliction, but what
can you say after you had an orgasm like mine. I was spent. Bound
and Blindfolded I slept.