Message-ID: <35391asstr$1014487816@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <200202230439.g1N4dcS05618@mail9.bigmailbox.com> Content-Disposition: inline Content-Transfer-Encoding: binary Mime-Version: 1.0 From: "GM TH" X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 22 Feb 2002 20:39:38 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} Flights of Fantasy - Pt. 2 (MFF, bi, bondage, anal) by GMTH Date: Sat, 23 Feb 2002 13:10:16 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, RuiJorge (c) 2002 by GMTH If you enjoyed this piece, consider dropping me a line to let me know! gmth@literotica.org ******* 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 --------------------------- Check out my Literotica submissions! They're available through my profile at: http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=81664 ------------------------------------------------------------ Free Adult Fiction & More @ http://www.Literotica.com/ ----------------------------------------------------------------- ---- Express yourself with a super cool email address from BigMailBox.com. Hundreds of choices. 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