Message-ID: <43753asstr$1060002604@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Originating-Email: [blackknight196030@hotmail.com] From: "Erik Hansen" Mime-Version: 1.0 X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 04 Aug 2003 09:47:02.0249 (UTC) FILETIME=[5B142D90:01C35A6D] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Mon, 04 Aug 2003 09:47:02 +0000 Subject: {ASSM} Point Of No Return. (M+/F) Date: Mon, 4 Aug 2003 09:10:04 -0400 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: IceAltar, RuiJorge Adult material. Stay off if you are not allowed. Point Of No Return. A stroke story by BlackKnight. She was snoring lightly beside him, when he made his decision. This Friday night she had done it again. They had driven each other to ultimate heights of passion, playing games, telling about all the horny fantasies they had. Lisa had come at least ten times, while he told her about the two men he wanted to fuck her, and when he finally erupted in her sloppy cunt, she had cried out in a violent orgasm. And then she did it again. When their heartbeats had returned to normal, she sang out her usual chorus: "But I'll never do it for real." Lars had tried plenty to persuade her, but he was always met with refusal. He had tried to understand the psychology behind her reluctance, but with no result. She would scream with joy and excitement, when he whispered slimy, vulgar fantasies into her ear......and then refusal. This Friday night he reached the point of no return. Saturday morning he told her that he had to go to the lumberyard and a couple of other stores, and by nine he was off in his car. For an alibi he bought a few boards and a couple of boxes of nails and screws, before he headed downtown. In a tele-shop he bought a card-cell phone with a secret number, before he headed for the `toy-shop'. He bought a set of handcuffs, some ankle cuffs, a blindfold, soft ropes, and a couple of nipple clamps. To finish it off he bought a suspender belt, black stockings, and a set of absolutely see through panties and bra. "Hi-i. I'm home." "Took you some time." "Yeah. I think that half the house owners go to the lumberyard on Saturday mornings. At least I got what I wanted." "What did you need?" "You've often enough complained that you can't reach the top shelves in the kitchen. I'm going to make you a small step, so you can reach them." "Oh, sweetie, that's so nice. Then I won't have to climb the kitchen table any more. Lovely." "Mmmm. It's a small gift for a wonderful fuck last night, dear." "Oh, my. Yes, it was lovely. But I'll never do it for real." This time Lars refrained from any comments. The rest of that Saturday passed routinely. The usual chores were completed, and Lars made the low stool for Lisa. Before supper he gave her the stool and the package of underwear from the toyshop. "Thank you, dear, it's a lovely stool. What's this? .... Oh, my, I think my husband has dirty ideas." "I'd like to see some modelling." "Sure. I'd be proud to. Can you wait till after supper?" "Yes, easily." It was slightly after nine when Lisa finally disappeared into their bedroom, only to return a little later, dressed up in her new underwear. "You look fabulous, dear." "Thank you, love. This is quite naughty, isn't it?" "Yes, fortunately. That was the general idea." He got up from his chair and crossed the floor. When he kissed her she threw her arms round his neck and pressed her lovely body into his. She felt the handcuffs in his pocket. "What's that?" "I'll show you." He pulled her arms off his neck, but held on to her right hand. In two seconds he had handcuffed her. "Hey, what are you doing? What's this?" "Handcuffs, my dear. Handcuffs." He grabbed her and lifted her up in his arms. In the bedroom he put her down on their bed, and from his drawer he fetched the ankle-cuffs, the ropes and the blindfold. Quickly he tied a rope to the handcuffs and pulled her arms over her head and tied them to the headrest. The surprise of these novelties had stunned her, but when she realised what he had done, she protested. "No, Lars, don't do that. No, please." She tried to kick at him, but that only made it easier for him to catch her right leg, hold it down and fasten the ankle-cuff. He then pulled her leg out and down and tied it to the right bedpost. A minute later her left leg got the same treatment, and now she was completely defenceless, spread out on their bed. Her 29-year-old body looked fabulous. Many a teenager would die to look that good. "My God, Lars, what's come into you? You never did anything like this. I'm not at all sure I like it." "Oh, but I'm pretty sure you'll like it. Just wait." He almost performed a strip tease when he undressed, and he enjoyed her curious eyes on his naked body. He stretched out beside her, and while he kissed her eagerly, his right hand roamed her body. When he reached the ultra thin panties, they were already a little damp, and when he had masturbated her slowly while he resumed the fantasy of the two guys from Friday night, they were soon completely soaked. "Ooohh, Lars, you're crazy. You make me so terribly horny." "That's great, dear, because this is when it's going to be different." He pulled his fingers out of her panties and got up from the bed. In his drawer he fetched the blindfold and the cell-phone. "This is when it's going to be for real, dear." He was back on the bed. "I'm going to find a couple of young guys through the dating-phone. Do you want the blindfold, or would you rather see them?" "You nasty bugger. I want to be blindfolded. I don't want any part in this. Why do you do it?" "Because I want to. I love it when we talk about it, and so do you. When it's all over you always say: "But I'll never do it for real." Well, dear, this time it's for real." He punched the number of the dating-phone and listened for a while to the talking. Suddenly he said: "Are there a couple of young guys who'd like to fuck my wife? She's tied up here beside me." "Sure, man. We're right here. Is this for real or are you just posing." "It's for real." "Can we hear her voice?" Lars held the phone towards Lisa. "Just tell them that you are tied up on our bed." "He wants me to tell you that I'm tied up on our bed." Lars brought the phone back to his own ear. "See, she's for real?" "Sure." "Well, who are you, and how old are you?" "We are Peter and Claus. We are students, and we are 19 and 18. Right now we are at Peter's place. He lives on Amager." "That's terrific. Then you could be here in a few minutes. This phone number is secured. Call me immediately." When they called back Lars gave them the address, and they said they could be there in five minutes. As soon as the conversation was over he turned off the phone. Probably a lot of horny men had heard the number and were now trying to call. "You're really going to do this, are you?" "Oh, yes, I am. Not much you can do about it, is there?" "I could cry and beg them not to do it. Might even make it difficult for them to get hard." "And I could gag you. I don't want to do it, but I will if necessary. It would make it all a bit uncomfortable for you, though." "All right. I shall not cry. But don't expect me to enjoy it." When the doorbell rang, Lars put the blindfold on her and went to open the door. Peter and Claus both looked terribly young and very eager. He guided them into the living room for a small talk about the rules. "You see, she's tied up on the bed. What I want you to do is to get on the bed with her and play with her body for a little while. Then you are free to fuck her, while I look at you. Right?" "Sure," they said. "She is tied up, but no hard stuff. She doesn't like that, and neither do I. If I call a stop, you'll stop. Is that all right?" "Sure, man. You decide. She's not a fat cow, is she?" "Oh, no. Let's go into the bedroom. You can see for yourself." The two kids could hardly hide their excitement, and when they saw Lisa on the bed they didn't even try. "Wow. She's a pretty lady. You're sure this is OK?" "Sure, it's OK with me, and that's all you need to know. Why don't you get undressed, while I make her ready for you." While they got out of their clothes, Lars grabbed a pair of scissors from Lisa's dresser. He climbed on the bed and grabbed the gusset of her panties. While he slowly and deliberately cut through the gusset to make her cunt available, he pretended not to notice that she was very wet. "That's it, Lisa. Your lovers are here, and you are ready to receive them." "You're crazy, Lars. You're really going to let them fuck me, aren't you?" "Sure. Pity with the blindfold. I'm sure you would enjoy how young they are." "Don't expect me to enjoy anything. Be happy that I promise not to cry." "I'll be happy," he said, while he got off the bed and motioned Peter and Claus to get going. They sported some horny looking hardons, when they lay down on either side of Lisa. Soon their hands were all over her body, taking turns on her thighs, her belly and her cunt. When Peter pushed her bra up to lay her breasts free, while Claus pushed a finger up her wet cunt, Lisa gave up. She had decided she would `play dead', because she was angry with Lars, that he had tied her up, but now it was impossible. She was so horny that little whimpering sounds came out of her half open mouth. The two hard cocks pressed against her legs, the hands and mouths on her body, it was all a lot better than the wildest fantasies. "Oh, my God, will one of you fuck me, please." Claus rolled on top of her and pushed his hard cock into her cunt. He was met with absolutely no resistance. Her cunt was wet and swollen and hungry, and it swallowed up his cock like a deep well. While he fucked her with youthful enthusiasm, Peter was busy on her tits. He kissed her throath and her mouth while his hand played with her nipples. Lisa's little cries of lust sounded almost as if she was in pain. "Aaahh, ooohhh, eeiiiii. Hell, Lars, pull of that blindfold. I want to see them. God, I'm so horny. Pull of the blindfold, you bastard!" "Pull it off, Peter," he said. The lady wants to see who's fucking her." "Oh, hell. You're terribly young," she panted, "so young." She could not hold back any longer. With a loud yell she gave in to the orgasm. She pulled at the ropes, and her body jumped and cramped under Claus. That was too much for him. "God, I'm coming. Can I come in you? Quick, say, can I come in you?" "Oh, heaven, yes. Come in me. Come now!" Claus groaned and grumbled while he pumped into her for the longest time. The second he had finished he rolled off her, his cock still hard and glistening. Immediately Peter took over. When he pushed his fat cock into her, she looked at his face in wonder. "Oh, my, you are even younger. Oh, God, fuck me." Peter fucked her. Hard and fast. Even though he did not last very long, Lisa came twice with him. When he had pumped her full, the two youngsters took a break. They fetched a towel from the bathroom and wiped off the sperm leaking out of her. With youthful eagerness they were ready to start all over again, beginning with their caresses and kisses. "Hell, no. Stop it and just fuck me. Fuck meeee." They both lasted a little longer this second time, and Lisa almost went crazy. She came again and again, and dirty words and sexy screams came out of her in a steady stream. When Peter had come in her the second time, he grabbed the towel, intending to wipe her off once more. "No, no. Just leave her as she is. It's about time you get dressed and go home, right?" "OK, sir. It was great. You've got yourself one hot lady there. Could we do this some other time?" "I'm not so sure about that. You can try to call my number, but the phone will not be open very often." When the kids had gone, Lars returned to the bedroom. "God, you look like one fucked out whore, Lisa." "I am a fucked out whore. God, I'd never have guessed I could get that horny. I have no idea how many times I came." "Me neither. But now it's my turn." "Oh, yes. Please, untie me and make love to me." "No chance." He mounted her and pushed his cock up her sloppy cunt. It was exquisite! "I've got this tied up fuck machine, no way I'm going to untie her. Your cunt is so soft, hot and slimy. God, it is wonderful. I love your cunt when it is so fucked out. You are a real teen-fucking whore, aren't you?" "Oh, yes, yesssss. I'm a teen-fucking whore. God, I'm getting horny again. Shit, my cunt is sore from all that fucking. Take your pleasure in it, you dirty man." "Yesss. A dirty man for a dirty whore. I love my dirty whore. You liked it, didn't you? Your cunt is so sloppy and slimy. I'm coming, Lisa, I'm coming. I'm going to fill you up on top of all the sperm you got tonight. Squeeze me with your hot cunt, if you can." "I can't," she panted, "it's too open and fucked out. Only if you make me come. Then I can squeeze you." Lars speeded up his fucking. Almost with a vengeance he slammed into her. "Then come now, you horny slut. Come now!" Incredible as it may sound, she came again. When the walls of her battered cunt began spasming round his cock, Lars was launched into the wildest orgasm of his life - physically as well as mentally. For a while he just collapsed on top of her, his wilting cock still buried in her cunt. When it finally fell out of her, he rolled off and untied the ropes. A little later he unlocked her handcuffs and kissed her. She eagerly returned the kisses. When he finally put his head to rest on the pillow, she smiled at him and said: "But I'll never do it for real." The end. ........................................ If you liked the story, please send an e-mail to: BlackKnight196030@hotmail.com ........................................ _________________________________________________________________ Få gode tilbud direkte i din mailbox http://jatak.msn.dk -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+