He followed the girl to the foot of the bed, stopping when she held up her hand.
The friend stayed where she was for the moment, admiring his body. Then she came forward and took his hands, glancing at the girl.
Nodding, the girl went to open the drawer of the bedside table, taking out two pairs of cuffs. She locked one on each of his wrists, smiling as she did so, and then she lifted one wrist while the friend took the other. Each woman attached the other end of a cuff to the top bar of the canopy bed.
"Do you think he's comfortable?" the friend asked.
"For the moment," the girl answered, looking at his outspread arms.
The man, nodded, testing his restraints and finding they were more secure than he'd expected.
The two women moved on to the bed, looking at each other. The girl ran her tongue over her lips and the friend smiled before tangling her hands in the girl's hair and pulling her close, kissing her passionately.
The man watched and his body responded even more to what he saw.
Slowly the women undressed each other, taking their time, stroking and caressing what was revealed as each item of clothing was shed.
The girl ran her fingers along the edge of the friend's thong, watching the man as she did.
He licked his lips in expectation.
The friend lay back on the bed, arching her hips so the girl could pull the thong down and then spreading her legs, revealing all to the man. Her swollen clit throbbed and her nether lips were shining with moisture.
The girl began to stroke her, eliciting moans of pleasure. Then she slipped her own thong off.
The friend beckoned the girl to her, flicking her tongue invitingly.
The girl turned to straddle the friend, lowering herself until her tongue could lave her. Her hands cupped the friend's breasts and her thumbs stroked the hardened nipples. Slowly she leaned forward, tracing her tongue over the friend's swollen nub.
The friend arched up with a sigh, and then moaned with need as the tongue entered her.
The man watched, his body aching with desire.
The two women continued to make love to each other with tongues and fingers, until they both arched and screamed out their mutual releases.
As the waves of pleasure faded the girl rose and moved to the man, kneeling to pull his head down so she could kiss him.
He tasted the flavor of the friend's juices on the girl's tongue and shivered with need to savor the source.
The girl smiled, moving away to sit beside her lover. "Shall we?" she asked.
The friend cocked her head, looking at the man. "Perhaps, perhaps not." She slipped off the bed, going to stand behind the man, pressing her body against him as she wrapped one hand around his swollen cock.
The girl slid closer to him, again raking her nails down his chest.
He drew in a sharp breath.
The girl grinned. "I wonder…"
"Umm?" the friend murmured, her hand still wrapped around his shaft.
"If he's a virgin?"
"Well hardly, unless you mean…" The friend released the man, stepping back, running one finger up to his puckered hole, smiling.
He tried to move away from the probing finger.
The girl had pressed herself against him, holding him there. "I think he is. I imagine there are many things he's never experienced, poor man. I do believe he needs some lessons."
The friend chuckled. "I know just the person to give them to him." She turned away, going to the door and opening it.
The friend stayed where she was for the moment, admiring his body. Then she came forward and took his hands, glancing at the girl.
Nodding, the girl went to open the drawer of the bedside table, taking out two pairs of cuffs. She locked one on each of his wrists, smiling as she did so, and then she lifted one wrist while the friend took the other. Each woman attached the other end of a cuff to the top bar of the canopy bed.
"Do you think he's comfortable?" the friend asked.
"For the moment," the girl answered, looking at his outspread arms.
The man, nodded, testing his restraints and finding they were more secure than he'd expected.
The two women moved on to the bed, looking at each other. The girl ran her tongue over her lips and the friend smiled before tangling her hands in the girl's hair and pulling her close, kissing her passionately.
The man watched and his body responded even more to what he saw.
Slowly the women undressed each other, taking their time, stroking and caressing what was revealed as each item of clothing was shed.
The girl ran her fingers along the edge of the friend's thong, watching the man as she did.
He licked his lips in expectation.
The friend lay back on the bed, arching her hips so the girl could pull the thong down and then spreading her legs, revealing all to the man. Her swollen clit throbbed and her nether lips were shining with moisture.
The girl began to stroke her, eliciting moans of pleasure. Then she slipped her own thong off.
The friend beckoned the girl to her, flicking her tongue invitingly.
The girl turned to straddle the friend, lowering herself until her tongue could lave her. Her hands cupped the friend's breasts and her thumbs stroked the hardened nipples. Slowly she leaned forward, tracing her tongue over the friend's swollen nub.
The friend arched up with a sigh, and then moaned with need as the tongue entered her.
The man watched, his body aching with desire.
The two women continued to make love to each other with tongues and fingers, until they both arched and screamed out their mutual releases.
As the waves of pleasure faded the girl rose and moved to the man, kneeling to pull his head down so she could kiss him.
He tasted the flavor of the friend's juices on the girl's tongue and shivered with need to savor the source.
The girl smiled, moving away to sit beside her lover. "Shall we?" she asked.
The friend cocked her head, looking at the man. "Perhaps, perhaps not." She slipped off the bed, going to stand behind the man, pressing her body against him as she wrapped one hand around his swollen cock.
The girl slid closer to him, again raking her nails down his chest.
He drew in a sharp breath.
The girl grinned. "I wonder…"
"Umm?" the friend murmured, her hand still wrapped around his shaft.
"If he's a virgin?"
"Well hardly, unless you mean…" The friend released the man, stepping back, running one finger up to his puckered hole, smiling.
He tried to move away from the probing finger.
The girl had pressed herself against him, holding him there. "I think he is. I imagine there are many things he's never experienced, poor man. I do believe he needs some lessons."
The friend chuckled. "I know just the person to give them to him." She turned away, going to the door and opening it.
No comments:
Post a Comment