She sat looking out of the train window but seeing little. Her thoughts were elsewhere. She had met Chris four times. Initially for a drink. She felt comfortable in his company, he made her laugh and told her a few stories that indicated that his experiences were ...for now ...much broader than hers. She was eager to catch up. Not that she was exactly innocent ....probably less so than he imagined she thought with an inner smile.
He knew she was seeing two others, she knew that he thought excited him. He had another female friend ...very different to her. They had so far met three times for sex, she'd been massaged, spanked, tied and fucked. She was aware that his libido had been off the scale since they last met. He was keen to introduce her to the world of group sex ...she was eager to explore this when opportunity arose. She could feel her clit tingle with the thought of what may await her today.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the train announcer advising her to not forget her umbrella as the train entered the station.
She lifted her rucksack onto her shoulder as she hit the platform. She clocked the admiring glances of the station staff as her lovely, lycra clad bottom swept by. In ten minutes she would arrive at their "usual" hotel. He'd be waiting in the bar with a couple of glasses of cool white wine.
She entered the revolving door and glanced towards the bar. No sign of him, just a guy sat alone on his phone. She checked her phone and read the message instructing her to head up to room 222. "Ok" she thought, different, but ok. She'd looked forward to sitting drinking wine with him in the bar as he discreetly stroked her inner thigh but this was fine. She tapped on the door and it opened immediately. She stepped in, he closed the door behind her and curtly told her to take her clothes off. No welcoming kiss, no gentle caress. This was different to previous meetings...more urgent, more tense.
He stood before her in his boxers. "BOSS" emblazoned across them. "How apt" she thought, slightly flustered but incredibly aroused.
He pulled out the desk chair and turned it to face the room. "Sit". She complied. He produced a length of black rope and tied her wrists together, arms behind her. He then produced bondage tape and secured her ankles to the chair legs. Her pussy on show and her nipples hard.
He sat on the edge of the bed and picked up his phone. He sat in front of her stroking his erect cock through the black cotton.
"No wine, no spanking" she thought....he's slipping.
A soft tap at the door made her jump. He stood and opened it. Her pulse quickened as a man entered. She realised that it was the guy that she'd seen in the bar. Around her age. Tall and slim. Her mind now in a whirl ...she hadn't agreed to this ...whatever this is. Was he to be let loose on her defenceless body? Were they both going to have their pleasure with her? She was outraged and turned on in equal measure. As if reading her thoughts (which in retrospect were entirely predictable) Chris smiled and spoke ...
" Relax, you're just to be a voyeur this time. Sit back, relax, enjoy the show. I wouldn't let anyone play with you without your prior permission. You'll get your pleasure when Danny leaves us"
She digests this, relaxing, realising that the thought of watching these two men play before her has her more turned on than she thought possible. The only downside being that she was unable to touch her throbbing clit and soaking pussy.
Danny had now removed his clothes. His erect cock an impressive 8 inches but quite slim. It's circumcised head a deep purple. He sank to his knees and pulled Chris's boxers down to his ankles. He began to wank Chris's cock just a couple of feet in front of her. She knew Chris was a naughty bastard...but this...
Danny took Chris's balls in one hand whilst licking up and down the length of his cock. He looked towards her and winked as he opened his lips and took the tip of Chris's cock into his mouth. His tongue grazing the underside of the helmet. Holding her gaze he pushed slowly forwards until the whole 7 inches had disappeared from view. She could hear Chris's breath deepen as his head went back in response to the pleasure he was receiving. OMG she so wanted to be touched ....by Chris, by Danny, by herself....but they were too taken up in the moment and she was unable to free her hands no matter how she tried.
Danny continued to fellate Chris for several minutes during which she noted that Chris's balls were now tight. Chris pulled back and motioned for Danny to lay on the bed with his feet closest to her. They settled into a 69 position with Chris on top. She watched Chris lick and suck Danny's balls and then slide the long cock between his lips. She realised that a mirror allowed her to see a side view of Danny continuing to suck and wank Chris's cock.
This visual stimulation was making her head swim and her body crave release.
Chris's head moved up and down rhythmically alternatively showing and then hiding Danny's long, veiny cock. Danny's balls now as tight as a drum.
Danny's body suddenly tensed and he released Chris's cock from his lips as orgasm hit him. Chris pulled his head back just in time for Danny's cum splatter on his chin rather than down his throat. An impressive load she thought ....but what a waste ...I'd have taken it in my mouth and then given Chris a creamy kiss .....perhaps another time.
Danny dressed quickly, smiled and winked at her as he silently left the room.
Chris kissed her. "Did you enjoy that or am I in trouble?"
"Take these fucking ties off me and find out" she replied.
He complied. "What did you think to Danny?" he asked. "I'd like to get to know him better" she replied. "Greedy cow" he smiled "well...he's still in the bar. Ladies choice as to whether he comes back up" |
