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From: "GM TH" <gmth@literotica.org>
Subject: {ASSM} Flights of Fantasy - Pt. 2 (MFF, bi, bondage, anal) by GMTH
Date: Sat, 23 Feb 2002 13:10:16 -0500
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(c) 2002 by GMTH
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The air in the room we entered was cool and a bit damp.  There
was a sharp, antiseptic sting to the atmosphere as well, as
though the room had just been cleaned.  The walls were lined with
all manner of bondage equipment: shackles, handcuffs, spreader
bars, chains, blindfolds, hoods, masks, gags and ropes.  Another
wall displayed dildos of every size, shape and texture
imaginable, all sealed in plastic bags bearing the promise that
they had been sterilized for our protection.

Butterflies in my stomach, I strolled around the room, gazing in
awe at the variety of toys available to us.  Unexpectedly, Bill
grabbed me from behind and whirled me around to face him,
crushing my mouth to his.  The kiss was fierce and possessive,
and I curved my body into his, feeling the bulge between his legs
already beginning to twitch against my hip.  The kiss ended as
abruptly as it had begun, and he flashed me his best smile before
turning away to cross to the display of equipment. 

Eve was also smiling as she stepped up and began unbuttoning my
blouse, a lopsided grin I called her "devil smile."  My heart
quickened when I saw it, because I knew it meant she was feeling
particularly playful and good times were ahead.  As she peeled my
blouse back from my shoulders, Bill fitted me with a ball gag
which clicked against my teeth until it was secured.  As my bra
came off, he slipped a blindfold over my eyes, rendering the room
black as night.  I then felt Eve's soft hands tugging at the
button of my jeans, and as I kicked them and my sticky panties
aside, Bill inserted a spongy earplug into each of my ears.  I
was now nude, deaf, dumb and blind.  

A hand at my elbow guided me forward a few steps, then stopped
and turned me around.  My arms were lifted up to about my chin
level and pulled forward, and I felt the cold stiffness of a
metal shackle being placed around first one wrist and then the
other.  Between my hands was a wooden bar, and I recalled seeing
such a bar against the far wall, attached to the ceiling on
either side by a set of sturdy metal chains.  I grasped the bar
with my palms as my ankles were spread apart and locked to a
spreader bar.  I was now helplessly bound and exposed, and my
pussy was buzzing with excitement as I wondered what they had
planned for me.  I was intimately familiar with the scope of
their imaginations, and I knew just about anything could - and
would - happen next.

Being fully prepared for anything, imagine my surprise when....
nothing happened.  For a full ten minutes I stood there, waiting,
and neither of them approached me.  After a while, I began to
wonder if they had tied me up and left the room altogether,
perhaps to join the festivities in the outer chamber of the club.
 Yet despite the wait, my nipples were erect and straining in the
cold air and my pussy was weeping in anticipation of what I knew
was to come.  

Finally, my body jolted at the touch of a pair of hands on my
skin.  The hands reached around me from behind and began stroking
the skin at the base of my neck, languorously moving down my
chest.  They were coated with some kind of sweet scented oil that
was cool to the initial touch but scorched my skin as it was
rubbed in, becoming hotter and hotter with lengthened contact. 
Down my chest the hands trailed until they cupped my full breasts
between them, purposefully avoiding contact with my nipples.  I
wiggled a bit in my restraints, trying to create some contact
between the rough skin and my pouting peaks, but all I got for my
trouble was a quick withdrawal of the caress and a rough slap on
my ass.  

Again, I was forced to wait as a punishment for my movements. 
Then I heard voices murmuring and a moment later, two sets of
hands touched my body.  Again, I jerked involuntarily as Bill's
rough digits clasped my breasts and Eve's smooth ones stroked my
inner thighs.  Both had glazed their hands with the hot oil, and
my skin burned and flushed beneath the rubdowns 

Bill placed the flat of his palms on the very points of my
distended nipples and teased them in a circular motion, squeezing
them in a viselike grip with his fingertips after every five or
six revolutions.  While this was going on, I felt Eve's fingers
brushing the soft mat of my pubic hair, and again I was tempted
to move so that her knuckles would be forced against my clit. 
But I stood completely still, legs locked and muscles trembling,
afraid they would once again stop their erotic ministrations if I
moved.  I was amazed at how turned on I was just from these light
touches and wondered how I would react when they got to work in
earnest.

Just when I thought I could stand the teasing no more, Bill
grasped my hips and pulled them backwards until my chest was
nearly parallel to the floor.  The wooden bar moved with me until
my shackled arms were stretched out and slightly above my head. 
In this position, my dripping pussy and asshole were completely
exposed because of the spreader bar.  I could feel the head of
Bill's cock brushing against my ass and I shivered in
expectation.

Rather than crucifying me on that enormous shaft, however, Bill
sunk his fingers into my pussy from behind while Eve's fingers
simultaneously zeroed in on my swollen clit.  She knew exactly
what to do to please me, and while Bill drilled into me first
with two fingers, then three, she skillfully brought me to the
brink of orgasm.  But just as I was about to shatter into violent
spasms, she backed off.  Like Sisyphus, the Greek king condemned
by Zeus to spend eternity rolling a stone uphill only to have it
roll back down again, Eve manipulated my sex, bringing me closer
and closer and then stopping before I got there.  Soon, my ears
were buzzing and my clit pounding in an incredibly heightened
state of near orgasm.  I wiggled my hips and groaned deep in my
throat as they worked on me, then cried out against my gag as I
felt both of their hands withdraw.  I was so close, so close to a
monumental orgasm, and they knew it.  

I felt Bill's sticky, callused fingers on my nipples.  He coated
them with my fragrant juices, then cupped my swelling tits from
beneath.  Eve's soft lips descended on them as well, the point of
her tongue licking the sweetness from those sensitive pinnacles.
Her fingers returned to the juncture between my legs, brushing
ever so lightly against my outer lips.  This slight friction and
the tugging of her teeth against my tight peaks finally brought
me to a mild orgasm, nothing more really than a suffusion a
pleasurable prickles throughout the lower half of my body.  Had I
been able to smile I would have, because she knew that this type
of orgasm would serve only to take the edge off the building
pressures in my clit.  Thus diffused, my next climax would take
longer to achieve and would be of much greater intensity.  I made
a gurgling sound of frustration in my throat, and I felt her
laughing against my breast.  
 
They withdrew once more, leaving me open and empty, my chest
heaving with anticipation and yearning.  For several long, tense
minutes I again wondered if they were even still in the room, so
complete was their abandonment.  The throbbing in my congested
clit slowed and the juices clinging to my labia began to
evaporate, creating a tantalizing juxtaposition of heat and
coolness.  I stood waiting for them for so long that the muscles
in my shoulders began to cramp.  Tears prickled at my blindfold
as I made small mewling noises against my gag.  

Finally, finally, I sensed someone approaching.  Eve kneeled in
front of me and kissed my belly gently, again reaching between my
legs.  Instantly, my clit jerked back to life as she dipped her
fingers into my honey pot and spread the slickness around the
opening, re-lubricating it where the initial flood had dried. 
This done, she separated my cunt lips wide and held them open.  

Then I felt Bill's hands on my hips as he pulled me back even
further.  My body jerked as he nudged my tight opening with the
head of his thick cock.  Eve's fingers retracted as he pistoned
half its length into me with the first stroke.  My dripping lips
closed around it and sucked him in deeper until his balls slapped
against the back of my thigh.  I squealed in triumph at the
penetration, though the gag made it sound more like a growl.  

As he pumped me from behind, I felt Eve's fingers struggling for
purchase on my slick clit as she pinched and tugged at it.  A
moment later, her teeth locked on to one of my granite nipples
while she stretched the remaining nipple to its limit between the
fingernails of her other hand.  

This was almost too much to bear.   My body seemed to be floating
in the rapture as they pummeled me, and I felt an orgasm brewing
that I thought would make my head explode.  Yet the incredible
stimulation was not complete yet.  I jumped in surprise as
something warm brushed against my exposed asshole.  Suddenly, it
felt as though a hot poker was being shoved into that most
private of places, and I realized it was a long finger liberally
coated with the hot oil.  I groaned as it relentlessly smashed
through the tight ring of muscle and thrust into my bowels.

Every one of my pleasure zones was now being stimulated.  Bill
was fucking both my pussy and my ass with abandon, his strokes
long and hard.  Eve was yanking my nipples and deftly twisting
and fingering my clit.  I was totally lost in the sensation and I
pulled against my restraints, screaming into my gag.  I came hard
and long, nearly knocked off my feet by the force of the runaway
freight train blasting through my body.  I quickly came again and
again as they continued this sweet torture, until I was in a
sustained state of orgasm.  Every nerve ending in my body was
alive and shrieking with ecstasy, and I felt my inner muscles
rippling around Bill's cock like a squeezing hand. 

Suddenly, he pulled his finger from my asshole and grabbed my
hips, thrusting himself into me to the hilt.  A moment later, the
head of his cock erupted and his hot juices spewed into my womb.
He continued pressing into me, twitching his hips as he rode the
wave of his climax.  Then his body slumped.  Slowly, agonizingly,
he pulled that spear of flesh from its home between my legs and I
burst into goosebumps as I felt Eve licking her way up my leg,
lapping at the warm stream of Bill's seed coursing down the back
of my thighs.

My legs were almost too weak to hold my weight as Bill guided me
back to an upright position.  I was totally fulfilled, yet I was
sorry our adventure was at an end.  Little did I know, we were
only halfway finished... 




GMTH

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