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{ASS} TWO ON ONE {Hungry Guy} (F+/M FF Fdom oral rim ws scat Mpov}
BY: Hungry Guy (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or
hungryguy@literotica.org)
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this
story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is
nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any
similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely
coincidental.
Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have
my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that
credit is given to "Hungry Guy" (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or
hungryguy@literotica.org) as the author, and as long as you don't
make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of fixing typos,
for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged
by your spell checker. Thanks.
###
It was a dark and stormy night -- a less than perfect night for
George to try his luck in the downtown bar scene again - but it would
have to do. Driving down the main drag, he spotted that new place
that just opened last week, the _Clit Club._ He pulled into the
parking lot, parked his car, got out, and approached the front door.
Noticing a sign next to the door that read, "No men admitted
before 9:00, posolutely and absotively!" he checked his watch. 9:05
-- perfect timing. Entering the establishment, the bouncer - a
rather husky looking woman, eyed him suspiciously, but let him pass.
Once inside, the place was crowded but not SRO. He went up to
the bar and ordered a Guinness, then found a small empty table
overlooking the dance floor. Listening to _Melissa Ethridge_ at
120db, he immediately noticed that although he was practically the
only male in the place, the dance floor was jam-packed. Looking
closely, he saw only women dancing with women. When a slow song
eventually came up, the partners danced as tightly as a man and a
woman in heat.
After the implications of what he was seeing set in, he simply
ignored it and decided to just enjoy the music. Time went by and the
place started filling up some more. A few brews later, he eventually
became totally absorbed in the thunderous music.
His concentration was broken a little later as two women came
over and screamed, "Can we sit here?"
Looking around at seeing how crowded the place had become, he
uplifted his palm at the two empty chairs at his table and shouted
back, "Go ahead!"
They were two fairly attractive slender women, one with long
flowing black hair and big brown eyes wearing a too tight black
halter top and bright red cotton jeans, and the other a cute short
haired blonde wearing a white one piece swimsuit under a pair of
tight blue-jeans. However, he decided not to bother when he saw them
holding hands and giving each other quick kisses on the lips.
George decided to just ignore them. But as he was staring down
at the mass of femininity down on the dance floor, his mouth started
to water. He licked a drop of saliva that had dribbled out of his
mouth and onto his chin, and hoped nobody saw him drooling like a
baby.
"I hope you're not planning to get lucky in here," the dark
haired woman said looking straight at him.
"No, I gave up on that idea when I figured out what kind of bar
this is," George replied. "But I can fantasize, can't I?"
"That depends." she giggled. "What do you fantasize about?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes," they both said together.
"Well, I'll tell ya." He though about trying to shock them, so
he leaned over to them, "I _love_ to give head!"
The two girls suddenly stared back at each other for a moment,
and then back at George, "We have a proposition for you!"
"Yeah! What?"
"Our fantasy is to have someone give us head while we make love
with each other. You up to it?"
Wow! "Yeah, sure I'm up to it!"
The girls pulled back and whispered to each other for a moment,
and then leaned back to George. "Well, actually, we're not too sure
about it. We really don't know you or anything."
"Well, I guess I can understand. Though there are _two_ of you
to _one_ of me."
The girls conferred once again. "Okay, we'll bring you home with
us, but here's the catch. We'll be making love all night long and we
can't let a strange guy wander through our place like that."
The blonde, who hadn't said anything to George yet, spoke up,
"You gotta' be tied down to the bed while we make love, and we'll use
you when we need to. Deal?"
George swallowed. "Now, I'm not so sure about that! I don't
know _you_ two at all. How can I know I can trust you?"
"Well, how can _we_ know that we can trust _you_ alone in our
place while we make love," said the dark haired girl?
"Yeah, " said the blonde, "you let us tie you, or it's no deal?"
"Well, okay, but how am I going to give you head if I'm tied up?"
"Oh," said the dark haired girl, "we'll take turns squatting over
you."
"Don't worry," added the blonde, "you'll like it!"
"Yeah!" said the other.
"Okay, when and where?"
The two girls got up, "Right now! Come with us!"
George followed them out of the bar.
Walking through the parking lot, the dark haired girl said, "By
the way, I'm Alex, and this is Jean."
"Oh, and I'm George."
"My car's right over here..."
The three of them all got into Alex's car. George got in the
back seat, and the two girls sat in the front. After a short drive,
they arrived at an apartment complex and parked. The girls got out
and beckoned George to come along. He followed them into one of the
buildings, up a flight of stairs, and into their apartment.
"This way, guy," Alex said as the two girls led George into the
bedroom. It was a plainly furnished room with a rough pine dresser,
two small plain night tables, but what stood out was the large old-
fashioned four poster bed.
"Strip down to your shorts," said Jean, "and lie on the bed.
Yeah, like that." George undressed as they watched, and made it down
to his boxer shorts. He lay down on his back on the bed crosswise
with his legs bent over one side at his knees and with the top of his
head near the other side.
Alex rooted under the bed and came up with several short lengths
of cotton clothesline. "Look," said George, "you really don't have
to tie me down. I won't run away. Honest!"
Alex looked at George, "That was the deal, you be tied down or
it's no deal."
"Yeah," added Jean, "we don't wanna' worry about you while we're
makin' out, y'know!"
"Go ahead then," said George.
Alex tied one rope around his wrist and then to the post at that
corner of the bed while Jean tied the other rope around his other
wrist and then to the other post. They then tied his ankles to the
bed-frame where they hung down from the bed. After double checking
their knots, they then left the room.
Listening intently, he couldn't really tell what they were doing.
He heard them seem to go into the kitchen because he heard glasses
tinkling. He could also hear them talking, but because they were
talking softly and because they were in another room, he couldn't
make out what they were saying.
A good deal of time went by after that, though George couldn't
tell how much. There was no clock in sight. He could still hear
soft talk and rustling sounds coming from out in the living room but
still couldn't make out what they were saying.
Some more time went by until the girls went into the bathroom
together. They were much closer now, but the sound of running water
drowned out whatever they were saying to each other, though he seemed
to hear occasional shrieks and laughter.
They spent an awful long time in the bathroom, it seemed to
George, who was getting incredibly bored with the whole thing by now.
He tried to squeeze out of his bonds, but the knots were too tight
and wouldn't budge.
They came out of the bathroom and finally came into the bedroom.
Lifting his head up, he saw them standing just inside the doorway
both completely naked, embracing tightly in a passionate lip lock.
They stood so for several unmoving minutes, until they finally
started inching toward the bed with their mouths pressed tightly
together.
They broke the kiss as they climbed up on the bed. Alex crawled
across the bed and got off on the other side and stood overlooking
George's head upside down. "Get ready to hold your breath, lover."
And she immediately turned around and backed her ass up over George's
head and sat on his face.
George looked straight up into the crease in her ass as she
lowered her jiggling buns down upon him. He barely got a glimpse of
paradise as her ass came down upon his jaw and her mound of thick
black pubic hair covered his eyes.
As soon as she had fully sat George's face, her weight was
suffocating. Not only could he hardly breathe, but also it was on
the verge of being painful. He managed to breathe through his mouth
in slow measured breaths, though it was difficult.
Her pussy was already quite wet and flowing, dribbling onto his
forehead and down the sides of his head. Exploring with his tongue,
the dimple of her asshole directly over his mouth puckered as he
licked it. Looking up between her legs, he could barely see anything
except the undersides of her breasts pointing straight "up." Beyond
her cleavage, he could only see the underside of her chin and into
her nostrils that looked huge from down here. She was saying
something to Alex, but the sounds were muffled through her body
pressing down on his head.
Then, almost immediately, a shadow obscured his vision. He saw
another ass hover above the crease between the thighs resting on his
brow, and then come down. As his view went completely dark, the
weight pressing down on his head seemed to increase tenfold. He then
felt Jean wrap her legs around Alex's body resting the heels of her
feet on his belly.
This now became genuinely painful! It felt as though his head
was being slowly crushed from above by a padded vice! However, the
intense pleasure of being sat on by two beautiful and sexy women
outweighed the pain as he lay there in ecstasy. He was finding it
much harder to breathe with both women on him. He could hear them
moaning and grunting and giggling from above. Each time they
squirmed, he was able to let a gasp of air in or out. There were
times when they sat motionless and the pressure from within his lungs
seemed to scream in agony during these bursts of suffocation, but
fortunately they were two very aggressive and active women who seemed
to like to move around in the throes of lovemaking.
There was no way of telling how long they both sat on George.
With the intense heat of flesh pressed against flesh, he was sweating
profusely. The salty perspiration, his own and Alex's, were mixing
with the flow of pussy juice that continued to flow freely into his
mouth. Furthermore, Jean's pussy juice was dribbling out of her cunt,
down between Alex's thighs and onto George's forehead.
A burst of light suddenly seemed to blind George as he felt a
wave of cool air blow across his forehead and felt that incredible
pressure removed off his face. Alex remained seated, but Jean moved
off and George could one again see the bottoms of Alex's breasts,
between her cleavage, at the bottom of her chin and into her hairy
nostrils.
Alex let out a moan as George felt someone tugging at his well-
drenched shorts. George's dick had remained hard ever since Alex had
first pressed her twat against his face. And then Jean pulled his
shorts down to his ankles, and then impaled herself on him.
Immediately after, Alex spun around as though George's nose was a
pivot. He now found himself staring directly into Alex's asshole. A
little brown dimple, it was. Looking up between the crack between
her buns, he could only see blank ceiling. The two girls were
apparently both leaning forward to meet each other in passion. Both
girls continued to squirm and moan.
Now that her pussy was now directly over his mouth, he played his
role as best as he could, exploring here and there with his tongue.
He could feel and taste the lump of her clit, and push up into her
cunt. The pussy juice was now flowing into his mouth at a noticeable
rate, forcing him to swallow frequently. The occasional bitter
tasting pubic hair that stuck to his tongue or between his teeth was
a minor distraction.
The reduced weight on his face was a great relief as the fear of
accidental suffocation vanished. With the pain of crushing weight
gone, the experience became even more pleasurable. It was an
incredible experience, but he was glad that part was over!
Now, Jean started to slide herself up and down George's rock hard
shaft, which made the bed bounce causing Alex to bounce on his face.
All this bouncing caused George to fill Jean's pussy to overflowing,
despite having cum once or twice already the past half-hour or so.
Alex and Jean continued their energetic passion as before, with
immeasurable time passing, as he lay there underneath these two hot-
blooded females. Alex began to slide her ass up and down against
George's face as the feel, taste, and smell of pussy and asshole
mashed themselves into his mouth and nose.
After more undetermined time went by, Alex lifted off George's
face, allowing him to see and breathe freely. Alex moved forward and
then sat on Jean's lap who was still riding his perpetually hard
cock.
Looking up, all George could see then was Alex's back with her
long black hair hanging down. He began to feel the crust of dried
sweat and pussy juice matted all over his face. Licking his lips,
the combined taste of dried pussy juice, sweat, piss, and shit
attacked his taste buds.
With Alex now sitting on Jean's lap, this pressed George's cock
even deeper into Jean's cunt. He never felt himself so deep inside a
woman before! Their hyper movement and squirming made him come and
come again.
Finally, the two girls fell off him, and each other, in sheer
exhaustion! They continued to caress each other, with their legs
draped over George's torso. Thinking it best not to interrupt them
now, he remained silent as they concluded their loving and eventually
began softly snoring.
George himself soon fell to sleep, despite still being tied,
spread eagle, on the bed.
George slept well during the night and woke the next dawn with
the morning sun shining through the window onto him. He was about to
call out, when Alex entered the room in just a bra and panties,
"G'morning, lover! Sleep well?"
"Actually, yes! That was an incredible experience! So, uh, how
about untying me now?"
"Actually, no. Jean and I have decided to keep you as our
slave."
"What? That wasn't part of our agreement! Besides, you'll have
to untie me to let me eat and go to the bathroom."
"Oh no, lover. You'll go potty in this bedpan. It's a small
price to pay to have a sex slave."
"And how will I eat? Will you feed me by hand too?"
"Oh, we'll feed you, but not by hand!"
"How will I eat if you don't untie my hands and you don't feed me
by hand?"
"We're going to feed you by clit and asshole?"
"Huh? What the hell are you talking about?"
"You've never heard of toilet training? Jean and I are going to
give you all the liquid and solid nourishment you need!"
"No way! You can't do that to me!"
George didn't notice that Jean had also just entered the room,
wearing a pink bathrobe, "Oh yes we can. In fact," Jean bent one leg
slightly and let out a fart, "I just came in to give you your
breakfast now."
She lifted her bathrobe and backed her ass over George's head.
He could see her anus throbbing as she asked, "Do you want your juice
or your sausage first?"
- END -
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